Neil, Louisa - She's in Charge (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Louisa Neil

  Yet he couldn’t bring himself to grab his computer and make flight arrangements for the near future. It struck him he’d driven his new truck down. He could leave at a moment’s notice when he was ready. He’d promised to talk to Charlie, and he would before he left. Alan realized that he’d fallen in love with a woman who didn’t trust men. Now he understood she had good reasons, but that didn’t help him. He made a point of putting all the boxes back in the crawl space in the order he’d taken them out. Downstairs, he dumped the rest of the coffee and dropped on the sofa, his mind reeling with ideas of how to win her over. He drifted to sleep on the sofa, wondering what to do. Should he confront her with what he’d found or just let the information stay within him?

  Chapter Seven

  Rae lay naked on her bed, an assortment of toys scattered on the blanket around her. She still had a slim dildo in her anus and was sliding a larger vibrator in and out of her pussy. She hadn’t turned it on, rather used it as a cock. Her other hand was cupping her breast, pinching her nipple, looking for the elusive release she sought.

  “Damn, Alan,” she whispered, and pushed and pulled the dildo in her pussy harder. She bent her legs at the knees and spread them wider, hoping the change in position would make her come. It didn’t. She dropped her hand from her breast and stared at the ceiling, wondering if she’d be in bed with Alan right now if Eric hadn’t called.

  That was another situation to deal with. He was coming for a long weekend. Usually she enjoyed the time he spent on the island with her, their sex unbridled and hedonistic. But with Alan here, too, she wondered where they could go and not be interrupted. She decided she’d move Alan to another cabin closer to the main camp. It would be an upgrade, so she figured he couldn’t complain as she wasn’t going to charge him more. But knowing he was still on the island made her antsy.

  All the old fantasies came back, ones she decided came and went with her youth. She was too old to be doing two men at the same time. Or was she? Rae turned the end of the vibrator in her pussy, and the toy spun to life. With another notch, it moved quicker inside her, making the toy in her anus move in unison. This time when she closed her eyes and pinched her nipple, she envisioned Alan’s cock between her lips and Eric in her pussy. What finally pushed her over the edge to orgasm was imagining each man’s cock in her holes. It didn’t matter who was in her ass or her pussy, just that they were doing it at the same time. Her body shook as she came.

  Finally, she turned off the vibrator but didn’t pull it out. Instead, she lay quietly and let herself drift to sleep. She knew her door was locked and no one would disturb her before she was ready for business in the morning. She liked waking up with the toys in her, using her muscles to milk a quick orgasm first thing before she was fully awake.

  Rae made a point of being at Alan’s cabin at eight a.m. He was just walking onto the screen porch with a coffee mug in hand when she arrived.

  “Good morning, Alan, I’m glad I caught you.” She stayed seated at the wheel of the golf cart. Just keep going, don’t let him change the subject. “I stopped by last night to tell you you’re being upgraded. But we got interrupted…by my phone call. No cost to you, I just need you to pack up, and we’ll move you back to quasi-civilization.”

  “What if I don’t want to pack up and be moved? I’m finding the seclusion very restful.”

  If he hadn’t tried to hold back his smile, she probably wouldn’t have challenged him. “Don’t bust my balls, Alan. This cabin was reserved by a longtime customer. Charlie never checked the logbooks. So you can pack up, or I’ll take you to the lodge for breakfast and send one of the staff over to do it for you.” Rae hoped the look she was giving him relayed her no-nonsense mood.

  “You really are desperate to get me out of here.” He dropped his weight onto the wooden swing, holding the coffee mug to the side so he didn’t splash it on himself. “Coffee’s fresh and hot. Want a cup?”

  “No, thank you. I’ve already had my fill for the day. Actually my fill of some things for a long time. Now, Mr. Lexton, will you pack for yourself, or shall I call a staff member?”

  “I’ll pack for myself, Rae. You’ve made it amazingly clear I’ve ruffled your feathers in too many ways.” He stood, put the mug aside, and walked inside.

  Rae wasn’t sure if she was supposed to wait for him to pack this minute or if he just dismissed her. Before she could start to fume with anger, he appeared again on the porch, carrying a stack of papers.

  “I figured you wanted these back, might as well take them with you now.” He moved through the screen porch and put the files on the seat beside her. “I’ll start packing. Why not send Tommy over with a cart around ten? He can get me settled in my new location. This way you won’t have to deal with me.”

  “Fine, I’ll send Tommy over for you later. If you need anything else, just ask any of the staff. Thank you for understanding about the reserve on the cabin.” She started to head away when he called her name.

  “Rae.” He waited until she stopped and gave him her full attention. “I understand a lot more than you think.”

  “It’s too early for riddles, Alan.”

  “No riddle, just a fact. I know more about you and this place than you realize. I’m not judging you, rather, offering my services if you’re in the mood or need a third.”

  Rae froze behind the wheel. She stared straight ahead and refused to look at him. If she could kill Charlie just now, she would! But he could be calling her bluff. Maybe Charlie made some kind of reference. What were the odds that he’d find that old crawl space and invade her privacy?

  “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.” Again, she started to pull away and hesitated when he called to her.

  “Don’t forget to take your photo albums out before the next tenant arrives.”

  Rae felt herself pale and got slightly sick to her stomach. There were a few ways to handle this. She had to make a quick decision. She turned and stared at him. “You knew this cabin wasn’t a normal rental. You knew I didn’t want you here, and yet you choose to scour the place, looking for my private mementos. You disappoint me, Alan. Just when I was beginning to think you might be fun for a while, you go and do something so irritating. Whatever might have been is gone, do you understand me?” She hoped her outrage would override any further comments. Not waiting for an answer, she drove away, forcing herself to drive responsibly and not gun the engine that would go no quicker than a crawl. If she hadn’t heard him laughing, she would have kept going. But something about his laugh made her stop and turn the cart around. Stopping in front of the cabin, she walked with purpose directly past him and up to the bedroom. After hefting the chair out of the way, she crawled into the storage area and pulled out the cartons.

  “You’ve got to admit, those photos were quite a sight,” Alan said.

  “If you had any manners and were a gentleman, you wouldn’t have searched the cabin.” After she had all the boxes out, she slid them across the floor, pushing them toward the doorway. One of the smaller boxes went further than she thought, and he had to jump out of the way before it hit his foot. Rae didn’t apologize. Rather, she just sat where she was and pulled the box with her private photos onto her lap.

  It annoyed her that he was easy to look at. Since his first visit, he’d let his hair grow, and it just brushed his collar. It was the same dark brown as his eyes. He had continued to shave. His jeans were old and comfortable looking, molding to his thighs. The T-shirt he wore was a solid black. All and all, she decided he was quite a man.

  “What a waste, Alan.” She eyed him up and down. “Are they all here, or are you holding some back for future blackmail.”

  “They’re all there,” he said, staring back at her. “And I never considered blackmail. I just wanted you to understand I’d be interested in having you alone or with another man.”

  “I see, and is the other man for me or for you?”

  Rae watched his face go beet red and laughed at him. “You’re bic
urious, aren’t you? You found these photos and wonder what it would be like to have me with another man. Or is it the other man you really want and think you have to include me to keep your reputation?”

  “I figured it would just work out as we went.”

  “That’s a blunt statement, Alan. Have you ever done a threesome before, or are you just curious and see me as an opportunity?”

  “I went to college,” he told her, with a shrug of his shoulder. “Been there, done that as they say.”

  “So what do you want now?” She moved the box off her lap and brushed her hands on her pant legs to remove the dust.

  “Too many things to choose,” he said, letting out a huffing breath.

  “Your cock is hard. It’s straining against the material. It would be so easy to make you come.” Rae moved to her knees and crawled to Alan. Kneeling before him, she raised her hand and stroked his cock. It pulsed under her touch. “You’re long and thick,” she said, and licked her lips. Her hand didn’t shake when she reached to his zipper and pulled it down. “No underwear, either.” He stayed where he was, standing in the doorway with his feet planted a shoulder-width apart. It was easy to peel the material from his hips. His cock jutted at her, a drop of pre-cum already forming on his head. Rae leaned forward and licked it clean. She’d made her decision. Having gone this far, she hoped that doing Alan would get him out of her mind.

  There was no conversation. Rae simply engulfed his cock with her lips and mouth, using her hands on his hips to direct his movement. She licked at his length and ran her tongue in circles around his cockhead. Then she’d swallow him to his root and let her teeth scrape along his skin as she pulled back. She sucked each droplet of pre-cum that escaped.

  “Damn it, Rae, you’ll have me coming if you keep that up.”

  She let his cock drop from her lips. “Isn’t that the point?”

  “To a point,” he told her. “Let me see your tits.”

  “No. This is my choice. We do things my way, or I can leave now.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I like the control,” she told him, just before she swallowed him again. Rae pushed his pants down his thighs and let them fall to his ankles. Glancing up at him, she smiled around his cock. Then she began to suck him in earnest. “You’re huge, Alan, long and thick in my mouth. I wonder what you’d feel like in my pussy.”

  “Or in your ass,” he managed to say, just as she slid her index finger in his anus. Rae had him down her throat, had her teeth just holding him still when she pushed a second finger in his butt. He came, and she swallowed him, licking him clean while still using her fingers in him. Finally, she let her hand drop and leaned back, staring up at him. Rae rose and kissed him on the lips, sharing his cum with him.

  “Feel better now, Alan?” She smiled but started to pull away. He reached for her arm and held her. “That’s all for now, Alan. I’m on the clock and have a business to run.” He nodded, but she decided he was in a fog. “I’ll take this box with me,” she told him, turning around and reaching down for the carton with her private photos. “I’ll have Tommy collect the rest of these when he relocates you later.”

  She didn’t say another word. She just left, carrying her carton. Glancing back as she was about to start downstairs, Alan stood where she left him, leaning against the doorframe, his pants in a pile around his ankles. What intrigued her was that he was hard again, really hard after just coming. She just might rethink her position on Alan. For now, she had to get out of there. Rae decided while he had the orgasm, she’d gotten just as much out of the experience. She’d come twice while sucking him. Once when she’d fingered him the first time and the second when her throat muscles were milking his cum. She knew her underwear would be creamy. Now all she wanted to do was go back to her room and masturbate. But that would have to wait. Instead, she’d let her damp panties ride along her pussy lips, reminding her of the morning.

  If Alan thought she blew him for him, he was wrong. She did it purely for the release her body needed.

  Chapter Eight

  Alan didn’t know how long he stood there, only that he hadn’t moved for a long time. Since Rae had blown him, he’d been in a trance. His pants were still around his ankles, and his cock was hard again. He couldn’t believe she’d done that. He wasn’t trying to blackmail her into sex. He was trying to let her know he’d be interested in her, with or without another man present. From her penetrating him, he decided if it ever happened, he’d be at her mercy or the other man’s. A chill ran through him, and he finally moved, bending to pull up his pants.

  He had to pack but couldn’t get the incident out of his brain. He walked to the bathroom and stood before the toilet. It took only a few pulls to make himself come. It didn’t hurt that he’d used his free hand to pinch his ass cheek, letting first the tip of his finger slip inside his body, then pushing it deeper.

  “Chicago was never like this,” he said to the face in the mirror watching him wash up. He was packed and ready when Tommy came by half an hour later. He skipped breakfast and shot a bucket of balls to calm his mind. The repetitive task should have relaxed him. Instead, all he could think about was fucking Rae and whoever else she’d bring along.

  Alan had experimented in college with men and women. But when it was getting toward graduation, he knew he had to choose. A normal marriage and lifestyle would help his career. He’d always loved being with women, but back then, on occasion, he liked men. He liked the way they sucked his cock. He liked to fuck men occasionally, their bodies so different from a woman’s. But he had to acknowledge he’d have to give to get. Was he ready to suck another man at this time in his life? Was he ready to let a man fuck him? Yes, he decided, and finally connected with the ball, sending it hurtling down the green.

  He hadn’t felt so relieved in years. Having sold the business, he had money and didn’t have to worry about workplace mores. He was free in the truest sense. For the first time since he’d sold his business, he finally felt free. Weightless and guilt free. He was alive and in charge of his future, wherever it took him.

  Over the next days, he settled into his new cabin with ease, enjoying meals at the lodge with other guests. He couldn’t remember when he’d felt so at ease. Alan had talked to Charlie about the hatchery and knew he disappointed the man immensely. But he’d asked for an informed opinion, and he gave his. When Alan had told him about all the research Rae had done on her own, he’d finally given up his protests and wandered away. Alan felt terrible bursting the man’s dream, but he couldn’t condone lying to him with such large amounts of money involved, even if it wasn’t his money.

  From that time on, he’d fallen in with the lodge life. He golfed, took boat rides, went to all the cookouts, and generally just relaxed. He saw Rae from time to time, and she was always polite but never gave him reason to believe she was up for a repeat performance.

  Two days later, Rae had an afternoon to herself. Eric was due for his vacation in a few days. She had to make a decision before he arrived. Did she want to introduce Alan to Eric? With a bottle of wine, an opener, and two plastic cups waiting in her saddle bag, she made a point of running into Alan after lunch.

  “I’m heading out for a ride. Are you interested in joining me?” She didn’t give him time to think. “The horses should be saddled by now.” Rae took a chance and headed toward the stable. He was only a few steps behind.

  “So what do I owe the honor to today? Are you just horny, or is this a set up to use as blackmail on me at some later date?”

  Rae decided his tone was too serious. “No blackmail. All my photos were there. This is just an offer of a ride. If you’re not in the mood, it’s not a problem.”

  “I’m in the mood. I just wanted to see what you had in mind.”

  The rest of their walk was quiet, as was the ride to the south side of the island, the “forbidden side” as she’d come to call it. When they reached her favorite spot, she turned her horse to look at him. “Does it look
familiar?”

  “Absolutely. I’m just trying to figure out why I’m here.”

  “Sex, of course. Why else would I bring you so far from the lodge? This is one of the few places I consider totally private.” She jumped down from her horse and dropped his reins over a tree branch. Then she unhooked the blanket from the back of her saddle and spread it out over the rock. “This time of year, the rocks hold too much heat to lay on them directly.” By the time he dismounted his horse, she had the wine out and was stretched out on the blanket, absorbing the sun. She held back a smile, waiting for him to join her. She noted his cock was hard, his denim tight when he stretched out beside her. Rae gave him credit for lying on his back instead of on his belly to hide his erection. Alan accepted the wine she offered him and seemed to wait her out.

  “Do you mind?” she asked offhandedly as she unbuttoned her shirt. When she was free of the material, she toed off her boots and lay back to scoot out of her jeans, finally getting them off her legs and tossed aside. She stripped off her bra without another thought and finally laid back. “I don’t like tan lines,” she said, by way of explanation.

  “What about these lines?” Alan asked, running his finger under the elastic of her panties.

  “You can take them off, too,” she said, leaning to the side to sip her wine. She watched as Alan kneeled beside her and drew the silk down her legs.

  “Thanks. I love the freedom here.”

  “Why am I here?”

  “To relax,” she told him, giving him a wink. “Or maybe to get all wound up.” She dropped her hand to her crotch and started stroking her clit. “Your cock is hard. Are you interested in fucking?” Her tone was very matter-of-fact. Rae decided either he’d take her offer or not. Either way, she’d get off doing herself in front of him. She let her hand drop lower and slid a finger inside her.