by Ashlee Price
Sylvia woke up when she felt the bed move. It was still dark in the room so it must be sometime in the night. She was still groggy until she felt the hard erection on her ass, it was Richard. He moved his body so that he was spooning her from behind. He reached his arm around her and grabbed one of her breasts.
“I have wanted you for so long, you have no idea.” He whispered to her.
She didn’t say anything back; she just reached behind her and grabbed a hold of him. She stroked him and it must have felt good because he was making some wonderful noises. She was so ready for him. She lifter her leg up a little and pulled him towards her. She guided him in to her and gasped when he was fully inside.
He started to rock back and forth, pushing in and out her. She grabbed hold of the sheets and bit her lip so she didn’t make too much noise. Richard got up on his knees and flipped her over so that she was on her back. He took her legs and put them on his shoulders, then pushed back inside of her.
Sylvia bit her lip even harder when he started to pick up the pace. He dropped her legs and lowered himself so that he could kiss her. He lifted her up slightly by the ass and pounded in to her. She could no longer contain herself and she started to moan rather loudly. They were both breathing hard, and sweat started to bead up. Sylvia felt the third orgasm of the day start to build. The buildup was too much, it was slow and drawn out; but the end result was worth it. Just as she was coming to the peak of her orgasm, Richard reached his and slammed in to her even harder. He collapsed on the bed beside her when his was over. Just at that time, Brian walked in to the room. He looked tired and groggy but he was naked and sporting a large erection. He walked over to the bed, turned on a lamp and sat down.
“Is it my turn?” He asked in a tired voice.
“I want to watch.” Sylvia said and pushed over to the other side of the bed so she had a good view.
Brian crawled on to the bed and sat back against the head board. Richard made his way over to him, and took him in to his mouth. If Sylvia thought that watching them kiss was hot, this was so much more. Watching Richard take Brian’s hard length in to his mouth was enough to make her crazy. She spread her legs and massaged as she watched the men.
Brian was watching Richard too, and then he reached in to the bedside table and came back with some lube. Richard released him and Brian put some lube in his hand and applied it to himself. When it was done, Richard threw his one leg over Brian so that he was facing away from him. Brian grabbed his hips and guided him so that he was hovering right above his erection. Very slowly Richard lowered himself on to Brian. Sylvia just about came when she heard the noise that came from Richard.
Brian started to pump his hips, pulling ever so slightly out of Richard and then pushing back inside. Richard started to move with the rhythm that Brian had set, and then he picked up the pace; moving a little higher. Richard then lifted off of Brian and got on his hands and knees on the bed. Brian didn’t skip a beat; he got up quick and was inside of the other man in the blink of an eye. He wasn’t being gentle now, he was slamming himself in to Richard, and they were both breathing hard.
Sylvia watched as the intensity raised even more, and then Brian started to moan deep and long. That was when Sylvia let herself reach orgasm and she rode it out as long as she could. Brian slowly stopped pumping in to Richard, and then he collapsed on the bed beside Sylvia. Richard too had dropped to the bed, exhausted.
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Sylvia woke up the next morning and didn’t even remember falling asleep. She must have been so tired she just passed right out. Brian was lying in the bed beside her; still snoring, but Richard had left.
She got out of bed and put on her clothes. She wandered out to the kitchen and smelt bacon cooking. Richard was cooking, and Sophie was sitting at the table colouring in a princess colouring book. Sylvia took a seat beside her and started to colour too.
Brian joined them for breakfast shortly after and they all sat and ate together. After breakfast, Sylvia showered and changed her clothes. Natasha was getting there soon to meet the guys. She and Natasha and Sophie spent some time together on the beach. She was just about to head inside when her cell phone rang. It was her dad’s caller ID.
She answered the phone excitedly.
“Hello? How’s mom? What’s going on?”
Her father laughed on the other line. “Your mother is fine, the baby came this morning at four a.m. Congratulations, you have a new baby brother.”
Sylvia squealed in to the phone. She was so excited.
“When are you coming to get me? I want to meet him! What did you call him?” She asked in a rush.
“His name is Owen James, and I am leaving the hospital now. I will be there soon.” Her father said goodbye and she hung up the phone.
He arrived shortly after, and took Sylvia to see her new baby brother. Before she left, she kissed Richard and Brian on the cheek and winked at them. She also gave Natasha a hug and told her she would see her the next day.
Her brother was beautiful, and she spent the day ogling over him. Holding him and giving him kisses. At the end of the day, they let her mother go home. She spent the evening with her family and was very pretty great. She went to bed happy that night.
The next morning, Sylvia woke up and texted Natasha that she was coming over. She got dressed and drove to her house. They spent the morning talking about the weekend that Sylvia had had. She gave Natasha all of the details, telling her all about the hot tub and what happened after it.
Sylvia had almost forgotten about the competition she had going with Kent. She added her numbers up again and she was at fourteen; one for Brian, and three for the threesome with him and Richard.
She texted Kent and told him to come to Natasha’s house too. When he got there, he revealed that his points were at thirteen. She smiled and told him that she beat him by one. Then she kissed him and told him that she chose herself for him to be with. Sylvia thought to herself that she was going to be very happy with Kent, but she would never forget her weekend with her father’s best friends.
~The End~
Filled At the Office
Chapter 1
Ana was excited for her first day at her new job. She had just gotten her Associates at a community college and was finally able to break away from restaurant work. Ana had been a waitress for years and then a bartender when she turned 21. While the money was not too bad, the environment left much to be desired. The co-workers were raunchy and after eleven o’ clock, so were most of the customers.
The young woman now was a paralegal for a local law firm. She was trading her black work slacks and button up polo shirt, for actual clothes and for that, it would have been enough for the change. She had spent the rest of the afternoon looking for business clothes and she thought she had found some cute outfits to wear. As she swiped her credit card at the third store, she balked at the final price, but Ana kept reminder herself of the considerable wage increase she would be making.
“You have to look the part,” this is what Ana told herself anyways.
So as she drove to her new job, she checked her makeup three times, to make sure none had smudged in the hot car. It was one of the hottest days of the year and Ana had chosen one of the lighter skirt and blouse sets. Even then, she was sweaty by the time she got to work. She would fix the air conditioner in her car, the first check she promised herself as she dabbed the extra moisture from her brow.
The law office of Clint and Campbell was a small practice in a small town, so everyone knew the two older men. They had been friends in college who had come home to start a business together. Both men were in their early forties and many thought they were the catch of the town, especially since neither of the wealthy men had married. Ana could not deny the attraction she had felt for Gerald Clint when he had interviewed her. The gossip she had heard about the man was unfounded, yet she still couldn’t look at him without feeling some influence.
Walking in, Ana waved at the older woman named Be
rnice. She was going to be showing her around and as the secretary, she was relieved to have someone else around to help with motions that she had found herself writing up before. As the small business had branched out to the rest of the county, one transcriptionist was just not enough anymore.
“Ana, am I glad to see you! I was afraid you wouldn’t show up.”
“It is good to see you too Bernice. Where should I put my things?”
“Well when they hired you Friday, Mr. Clint had one of the conference rooms rearranged for you to have an office. It isn’t much, but it will at least give you a place to put your items.”
Ana followed the middle-aged woman and was pleasantly surprised when she was shown to her office. It was small and certainly didn’t have a window, but it was hers. Her name was on the door and there was a small bouquet of flowers that had a card that read, “Welcome.” It was signed with a C, so she figured it was from Gerald, but she couldn’t be sure.
“Are Clint and Campbell in yet?”
“Oh no. Gerald comes in around 10 or so, but John won’t be in till noon, unless he has to go to court, though he always gets it pushed into the afternoon. Guy is like a vampire in that way. He will stay till midnight, but he is never in before noon. If you see him here in the morning, it is never good news.”
“Ah, okay. So what would you like me to do?”
“Why don’t you go over those deposition notes and highlight everything that the defendant said.”
“Okay.”
Ana was left to her work in her very own office and she was almost done with sixty pages of notes, when Gerald stuck his head in the office to say good morning. She felt her cheeks turn slightly pink with his devastating grin. She watched the dark-haired man walk into his office that was next to hers and she wondered if he ever opened the blinds that separated the two rooms with a pane of glass. If he wanted to do that, she would be able to see into his office and likewise. Ana wasn’t sure if she liked that set-up, though she was just tickled pink to have an actual office.
When the woman tried to bring the work to Beatrice, she sent her into see Gerald. After a soft knock on the door, he called her in. She stuck her head in and asked him where he wanted the depositions.
“Come on in Ana, we are all pretty non-formal around here.”
Ana walked through the door and sat down at the indicated chair. Her blue eyes met the man’s brown ones and she handed him the paper-clipped packet of papers. He went through a few pages and gave her several more stacks with instructions. The rest of the day went about the same way and by lunch, Ana’s neck was a bit sore. She rubbed it for a few minutes before getting up to go to lunch.
“Would you like to go to lunch with me?”
“Um, sure. Where are you going?”
“McNaley’s. It is where I go every day.”
“Not many choices around here, is there?”
Gerald chuckled and shook his head in agreement. The town was small and there were a total of three restaurants, but two of them were not even open in the daytime hours. There were a few food trucks that would pop up around lunch, but the choices were limited.
When they got outside, she was going to walk towards her car, but he told her to hop in his. What Gerald was known best in town for, was his red sport’s car. Ana did not even know what kind it was, but it looked hot and he looked hot driving it. The black seats were leather and the car sat low. Her skirt rose halfway up her thighs when she sat down and she tried to pull it back down, but his eyes had already saw the extra flesh.
They talked about the job and the town on the way. It didn’t take but five minutes to get across town and parked on the side of Main Street. Gerald touched her gently on her lower back as he steered her through the door. The hostess sat him at his “usual table” and the two ended up ordering the same thing. She giggled, “I order the same thing since I was a kid here.”
“I know, me too. Though it has been a lot longer since I was a kid. I remember old Mcnaley before he retired. Damn that makes me feel old.”
“You are not that old Sir.”
“Somehow that doesn’t make me feel all that much better.”
Her hand went to his arm before she realized she had touched him. Ana pulled her hand back and took a drink of her tea nervously. She tried to get the subject back on track, but the man’s eyes stalled her with a window into his debauchery. Ana knew then why Gerald had such a reputation. He looked at her like she was naked and crawling towards him on the table.
The food finally came and Ana was happy for the distraction. Gerald asked some personal questions and they all seemed to revolve around her dating other people. When he found out that she was single or close enough, there seemed to be an extra gleam in his eyes. Ana thanked him for the meal and retreated to her cramped office to get her mind off of the lunch. She knew that this was her first serious job and she didn’t need to mess it up with naughty thoughts, though it was hard with such a handsome boss.
Ana was not into older guys, meaning she really didn’t have a daddy issue like most woman her age that dated forty year olds. Ana also didn’t really care about money too much, so she had never even considered a man that was Gerald’s age. However, there was a promise in his eyes that was hard to deny. He was a pleaser and Ana wanted to be pleased.
She spent the rest of her day in her office and only went to his office once. She ignored his eyes and almost ran out of the place before she was stopped by him. Ana needed some space to process and the longer she did that night, the more she wondered what it would be like. She wondered if the rest of the stories and gossip she had heard about him was true.
Chapter 2
Ana’s boyfriend came by that night to see how her first day had gone. He was a man that she had met at the community college. He was going on to transfer to a four year college to finish out his Bachelors, so he would be leaving soon. Ana knew that she was going to miss him, but it was not a situation that there was a lot of love loss. They had fun together and had some good sex, but Ana was looking for more in a relationship. She didn’t need love at the time, though lust was always nice.
Andrew brought a movie with him and since it was a romantic comedy, she knew that it was his way of getting close. They snuggled against each other on the couch and his hands were all over her before ten minutes had passed. The young blonde gave up trying to stop him and she found herself on top of him, straddling his legs on the couch.
Her lips met his and soon she was pulling her shirt off to reveal her large, bare breasts and her nipples pressed out to him, begging for attention. Andrew was obsessed with her tits and he was quickly suckling on them greedily. Ana pushed her hips and covered quim across her core and whimpered as she could feel herself getting wet. Her hands pushed into his long, shoulder length hair and gripped the stands as he nibbled on her erect tips.
“Mmm Andrew, I don’t want to wait.”
She moved away, pulling her luscious mounds out of his mouth and he watched her stand up to take off her skirt. His own hands went to his fly, pulling his pants down to his knees, his long cock standing straight up in preparation.
“It looks like someone has been missing me.”
She giggled as his eyes darkened, watching her come back to him. Her thick thighs led to the small triangle of blonde curls. His eyes narrowed on her honey hole and he stopped her before she could descend all the way. He bent his head down to lick her and she pushed his head back.
“Touch me, it is already wet. No need for that.”
Truth was he wasn’t very good at it and Ana never cared for it. What she really wanted stood only a couple of inches away. She grabbed his hand and pressed it onto her core, his fingers slipping inside of her wetness. She groaned, mirroring his own sound as he felt her readiness. It was not all for him, but he didn’t need to know that. Andrew pulled her the rest of the way down and another moan was repeated simultaneously.
“Fuck Ana, so fucking tight.”
He thrust up i
nto her as she settled the rest of the way down on his lap. He filled her to the bottom and stretched her walls with his thickness. Andrew’s mouth opened for her bouncing tits, loving the feel of them in her mouth. Ana’s head went back as she started to slide up and down on him. She held his shoulders for leverage, grinding herself down with each stroke.
As she closed her eyes, it was not her boyfriend that she thought of, but her older boss. With each stroke up from Andrew’s cock, Ana imagined it was her boss, taking her on his desk. Andrew’s hands became Gerald’s and she was soon gasping and tightening up as the ball of fire inside of her started to melt down. Fluid rushed around the shaft inside of her and she cried out. She didn’t use names, in fear that she would say the wrong one.
Andrew grabbed her around her waist and moved her body with his hands, as she came. Ana held his neck to steady herself.
“One more time baby. Damn I love when you come.”
He rutted inside of her faster, taking both of their breaths away. Ana kissed him deep, her tongue twirling with his. He moaned in her mouth as she clamped down onto his long shaft. She took over the riding as he got closer to his goal. Each time she ground her crotch against his body, the top of her slit rubbed against his groin and drove her mad.
“Fuck yeah, harder Andrew. Pound me baby.”
Ana closed her eyes to the wave of pleasure that took over her body. Andrew groaned out her name as she continued to ride him through a powerful orgasm. His hands squeezed and gripped her breasts as he shot his seed deep.