“Theo, what’s wrong?” she greeted.
“Nothing,” I lied. “Why would you ask that without even saying hello?”
“I can tell. It’s the way you call. Middle of the day, probably pacing outside in a panic.”
I stopped in the middle of the parking lot. I had been pacing in a panic.
“Well, it just so happens, I do need your help,” I admitted. “But I’m not in a panic.”
“Oh, okay, well I’ve got stuff to do, so…”
“No-no-no-no! Wait!” I said, giving the game away. “I need your help! I’m in a panic!”
“Ah, there it is.”
“Okay, honestly, I need your help. There’s this woman that I’m very fond of.”
“Very fond of? Who are you? Hugh Grant? How long have you been dating?”
“Well, we haven’t exactly dated much,” I confessed. “We had this fling back at Christmas at this office party.”
“Wait a minute. You told me that was a work thing. You missed the family hot cocoa night!”
Since we were kids, my family would stage a hot cocoa night leading up to Christmas. I had missed it to go to the office party.
“It was for work, sort of,” I stammered. “My work friends were with me.”
“Uh-huh,” said Arianna skeptically.
“Anyway, we ended up with this woman and it was the most amazing night.”
“Wait, back up. Did you say “we” ended up with this woman?” she asked.
“Well, it’s complicated,” I said.
“Oh, Theo,” said Arianna. “She’s not separated or something is she? If she’s still married, she can always go back to her husband and probably will.”
“It’s nothing like that, I assure you,” I said. “Just listen. I need your help.”
“Okay, fine,” she said. “You want to do flowers and candies?”
“Well, I actually did the flowers and an edible arrangement,” I said. “That’s why I need your help impressing her.”
“Theo, you always go overboard with women. Take it easy. No one likes those stupid edible arrangements.”
“She seemed to like it plenty.”
“Really? Weird.”
“Arianna, I need every advantage I can get,” I insisted. “Please, you have to help me make this night perfect. It’s really important to me. I’m really into this woman.”
“Are you playing a joke on me?” asked Arianna. “Or is this another Peggy situation?”
“It is absolutely not a Peggy situation. No one is claiming to be pregnant with my child,” I insisted. “Belinda could be the one for me.”
“All right, all right, I was just kidding,” she laughed. “Of course I’ll help. I’m actually kind of impressed. This seems like a step up for you.”
“Thanks, sis,” I said relieved. “This is too important to screw up.”
“Okay, tell me about this dream girl of yours,” said Arianna. “Don’t leave out any details.”
Chapter 6 – Miles
The penthouse room at the top of the hotel had an amazing view of the city. The hotel’s chef made a selection of seafood that was to die for: lobster, shrimp and a raw bar for appetizers. I arranged the room as Theo instructed and told the guys to dress nice. Women like the sort of thing.
When Belinda arrived, fresh from the spa in her new outfit, she was impressed. White linen tablecloths, fine china, silverware and waiters to serve us all. We had spared no expense for her.
“Welcome Belinda,” I greeted. “Caviar? Or did you want to eat that arrangement I sent first?”
“Oh, Miles, this is nice!” said Belinda, impressed. “All for me?”
“For all of us,” I said. “They have quite a nice raw bar here.”
Theo and Franklin entered and I noticed that Belinda got more reserved and quiet.
“Is everything alright?” I asked.
“It’s fine, but it’s just…”
“You can talk to us, Belinda,” I assured her.
“It’s just the waiters,” she whispered. “I feel weird being on a date with three guys in front of them.”
“Belinda,” I assured her. “These men are professionals. And with the money we paid them, believe me, they understand discretion. Besides, they could care less what we do. It’s none of their business. They’re just doing their jobs.”
Belinda looked around. The waiters were serving drinks to the other guys and preparing the food. They didn’t seem the least concerned with who they were serving it to. This seem to relax Belinda and put her at ease.
“I guess I’m just being paranoid,” she said exhaling. “Let’s have a toast then.”
The waiters poured the four of us champagne. Theo started the toast.
“To friends and perhaps more,” he said gallantly.
“I think we’re already a little more than friends,” I teased.
“To Belinda, the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on,” said Franklin simply.
“Aw, you guys,” said Belinda. “You make me feel so welcomed.”
We sat down and ate a bunch of the raw bar. The oysters were really spectacular. Then there was a lobster bisque and this homemade cheesy bread. The entrée was lobster tail with a side of scallops and rosemary potatoes. There was a seafood salad with lettuce and shrimp in this ginger dressing that was amazing and refreshing at the same time. Caviar, of course, toast points and other little goodies. The entire meal was topped off with a lava chocolate cake with strawberry topping.
You can always tell when a real chef cooks something. The food is so good, it’s just effortless to eat. We were full, but not too full. During after dinner drinks, I prodded Belinda a little bit, hoping to hear a decision one way or another.
“So, Belinda,” I smiled. “What’s it like to have three men wrapped around your finger, huh?”
“Oh, I don’t think I have you wrapped around my finger…yet,” she teased.
“I’m just amazed that you were able to make love to all three of us and wear us out. You’re quite a sexual athlete.”
Belinda blushed. I think this was her weak spot. Her sexual desires.
“C’mon, Miles,” said Franklin. “Back off the girl, she’s having a good time.”
“No, it’s fine, Franklin,” said Belinda. “We should all be open and honest if we’re going to have a relationship. I have to confess, in the past, I’ve been sexually needy. I just wanted sex all the time. It never seemed to be enough for me.”
“Well, there’s more than enough of us,” noted Franklin.
“Christmas was very satisfying,” Belinda remembered fondly.
“So you do want to be in a relationship with us,” I pushed.
Belinda looked away, unsure.
“Perhaps it would be helpful if each of us told you what it meant for you to be in a relationship with us,” I suggested.
I gestured to Franklin, who clearly didn’t want to go first, but I figured his pitch would be short and to the point. It was.
“Aw, hell,” he said a little embarrassed. “My ex said I was never romantic enough. I’m not good at that stuff. With these guys to help me, I don’t feel the pressure of the whole relationship, ya know? Seems like this could work.”
“I’m always good at the grand gestures,” added Theo. “But between doing stuff like this and work, I never had extra time for her. I forgot about the everyday moments. With three of us, the pressure is off. I can play to my strengths for you, Belinda.”
“My ex’s always wanted me to be calm and serious,” I said in a mocking tone. “I want to have a good time, but I’m not good at the serious stuff. Maybe the three of us can make this work. It’s like we fill in for each other’s weaknesses. What do you think, Belinda?”
Belinda stole at glance at the waiters, who were just about finished cleaning up. I ushered them on their way. Franklin tipped them and Theo gathered the last few plates so they could be on their way. Now we were alone. Well, the four of us, anyway.
“I’m beginning to think this could work,” she smiled.
Franklin began massaging her shoulders. Theo took her hand and kissed it. I put a finger under her chin and kissed her. Then I whispered in here ear, “Please say, yes. This is a good thing. This is our thing.”
“I think I need a bit more convincing,” said Belinda seductively. “Is there anything you can do to convince me that this can work. Maybe something you could do to me that would convince me this is right?”
“I think there’s something,” I smiled.
Chapter 7 – Belinda
Wow, I was amazed at how brazen the guys were at wooing me. They actually wanted this to be a relationship. I have to say, it was a real turn on to hear them be so honest and forthright in what they want. So many of my ex’s in the past were never like that.
Realizing that my sexual needs weren’t a downside for them, I decided to let them seduce me. Part of me was ready to jump into the relationship, but another part of me loved the art of seduction.
“Belinda,” said Miles impishly. “We wanted to share something sweet with you.”
He picked up that ridiculous edible arrangement.
“I think we can have some fun with this, right guys?” he smiled.
Franklin’s shopping assistant had bought me this cute little black dress with spaghetti shoulder straps. Franklin gently pulled either side down and kissed my bare shoulders. He unzipped the dress and I felt it loosening around my body. Theo and Miles pulled it away from my torso, then let go letting it collapse around my ankles leaving me standing there in my bra and panties and stiletto heels. I stepped out of the dress and kicked it aside.
“Let’s turn her around for a look,” suggested Theo.
Miles held my hand over my head and I turned around for the guys.
“That’s nice, that’s nice,” said Franklin.
“Better than nice,” added Theo. “Perfect.”
All the attention was a rush. This was the only way to live.
“Here,” Theo said, beckoning me to the bar top.
I walked over. Miles kissed my shoulder and I could feel him unclasping my bra. He gently removed it and threw it into the pile with the dress. Theo bent down and pulled at my panties. He kissed my stomach, then pulled the panties down. I stepped out of them and he picked them up and smelled them.
“Smells like paradise,” he said.
“Give me a little of that,” said Franklin, grabbing my panties and taking a sniff.
Franklin threw them onto the pile with the rest of my clothes.
“Now what are you going to do to me?” I inquired.
Miles walked behind the bar and patted it with his hands.
“Up-up-up,” he instructed.
I wasn’t sure how I was going to get to the bar top and hesitated. Franklin grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up to the countertop. It was cold so I squealed a little. “You okay?” he asked.
“It’s a little cold,” I explained.
He pulled me back down. Theo ran into the bathroom and came back with some towels. He laid them across the bar. Miles went to one of the couches and came back with some pillows to make it more comfortable for me. Franklin lifted me back onto the counter and I laid across it like a sexy buffet.
“I guess I’m the meal now, eh?” I joked.
“You look good enough to eat,” admitted Franklin.
“Well, we can’t let all this healthy food go to waste,” said Miles.
He disassembled the edible arrangement and started placing the pieces on various parts of my body. The fruit was also kind of cold, but the pieces were small enough that it merely was a tingle. After several minutes of placing, Miles had created a sort of fruit, one-piece for me, complete with a necklace. It was made from slices of watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries, blueberries, slices of banana and other fruits.
“Gentlemen, your buffet awaits,” announced Miles when he was finished.
Theo started slurping at the pineapple necklace around my neck. The wet, syrupy juice ran into his mouth and down my body. He gave me a kiss and dropped a sweet piece of the fruit in my mouth. I sucked on his fingers slowly.
Franklin licked at the watermelon pieces that were placed around my right nipple. I could feel the rough edge of his five o’clock shadow. He was so manly. Like a beast, he lapped up the juice and ate the fruit.
“Oh, yeah,” he said. “This is my favorite course. Why didn’t the waiters serve this first?”
Miles was the tease again. He was eating the pieces of my bikini bottom. He let the juice run out of his mouth and down between my legs. I could feel the juice dripping down my pussy lips, making them sticky.
“So messy,” he said with a mouthful of melon.
Franklin and Theo switched places. Franklin nibbled at the side of my pineapple necklace. He stuck a sticky tongue in my ear. Then he placed a strawberry in his mouth and kiss me. The fruit was smashed in between us. The sweet juices ran down my face as we kissed and I could taste the strawberry seeds in my mouth and Franklin’s warm, hot breath.
Theo smushed the fruit on my breast all up and down my torso, letting the juice run everywhere. He licked it everywhere too, down to my belly button and back up to my tits. He squeezed them and licked the pieces of broken fruit off them.
Down below, Miles was driving me crazy. He had eaten or pushed around just about every piece of fruit that made up the bottom half of the fruit bikini, save the one covering my dripping, wet snatch. He finally pulled the last part off with his teeth, then pushed it in with his mouth and ate the fruit out of my pussy. The cold fruit and his hot tongue provided a great contrast of sensations.
“Oh! And look at this!” said Miles, discovering unsliced bananas from the edible arrangement. “I wonder where we could put this?”
Miles put the banana in my mouth, allowing me to suck on it a little.
“No-no, don’t bite. Warm it up,” he instructed.
I did as he said and he pulled it out of my mouth.
“Gentlemen,” he asked.
On cue, Theo and Franklin both grabbed a leg, put my knees up and then spread my legs as far as the edge of the bar top. Miles slowly slid the banana inside me. It was soft and warm and just a little strange, but I liked the sensation.
“Who wants a banana?” asked Miles.
“Me,” said Franklin immediately.
Franklin switched positions with Miles, pulling me closer by grabbing my ass and proceeded to eat the banana out of my pussy. Now things were really heating up. After Franklin gobbled up the banana, he licked my pussy lips and my clit.
Up top, Miles put some kiwi in his mouth and kissed me. The kiwi fruit smashed between us and the juice ran down my cheeks as we kissed. It was another warm, sticky mess, no doubt a theme that would be repeated that night.
Theo was still fondling my breasts and sucking my nipples. They were standing straight at attention. He poured a shot of vodka into my belly button and slurped it out.
“Let me get a little of that over here,” asked Franklin.
Theo obliged, pouring the clear liquid down between my legs. It was cold and the sensation between that and Franklin’s tongue was immeasurably pleasurable.
“I never thought about using a pussy as a shot glass,” said Franklin. “I gotta say, I feel like an idiot for not thinking about it before. It’s great!”
“Let me give it a try,” said Theo.
“Well, you gotta try it with the banana, right Belinda?”
“Mmm, hmmm,” I agreed.
Miles handed Theo another banana and I gladly sucked it for him to warm it up and prepare it for insertion.
“Stick it in me,” I commanded.
Theo slid the banana inside me and quickly went to work eating it out of my increasingly wet pussy. Frankl
in reached down and started playing with my clit, then poured more vodka over my snatch so Theo could get the full effect.
“Oh, yeah, this is good,” Theo agreed. “What do you call this?”
“A banana slammer,” joked Franklin.
Miles was feeding me blueberries and making out with me at the same time. Sometimes he just grabbed the fruit from the arrangement and crushed it in his hands, letting the juices splatter all over me. He then rubbed it all over my breasts and started to lick it off.
I started to convulse under Theo’s tongue lashing and Franklin’s clit tickling. Finally, I orgasm, squirting my clear cum onto Theo’s face and dislodging whatever banana was left.
“Mmm, that’s was nice, but so messy,” I said. “I think it’s time for a shower.”
The men agreed and we moved into the immense shower that the penthouse suite had. It even had a view. This high up, who was going to see into the shower? I adjusted the water, while the guys got naked. The penthouse had some high end body lotions and soaps.
The four of us got under the water and got nice and wet. Theo started soaping my back while Miles worked on my breasts and Franklin reached down into my nether regions to make sure everything was clean. I returned the favor and started to lather up that fat cock of his.
“I want these cocks clean for my mouth,” I stated. “A clean cock is a happy cock.”
“My cock’s pretty happy already,” joked Franklin. “But okay.”
I soaped up Franklin’s chest. It was a manly, hairy chest. Then I moved on to Miles. He was under one of the showerheads rinsing his face. I decided to soap up his finely toned ass a little bit.
“Ooo, thank you ma’am,” he said. “I’m very dirty in the front, however.”
“Yes, you are dirty,” I agreed.
He turned around, already sporting an erection. I soaped his shaft and balls.
“These must be clean for me,” I insisted.
“Yes, my mistress,” joked Miles. “Keep cleaning!”
Finally, I turned to Theo and put my soapy arms around him from behind. I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
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