by Mia Moore
Abruptly, he stopped and pulled his hand away to take a sip of wine. He was killing me. I wanted him inside me so much. My chest heaved a trembling sigh and I clutched the back of his neck pulling us together.
“Later my pet. Now tell me anything you’ve observed about the business operations.” His hand pushed my shoulder away from him.
He could be so maddening—getting me hot, wanting him and leaving me until he was ready. But his taking control was one of the things that made me hotter still, and he knew it. Dammit. I took a deep breath to regain my composure.
“You mean aside from Lotus resenting the hell out of me for being chosen as the new manager, a position she thought should be hers or is it the rivalry between her and Eric for that position? And then there’s Eric’s smooth way, coming on to me earlier today before he did his audit of the bar. Or maybe it’s some hidden secret that one of the bartenders is carrying? At this point, the only one who seems happy in their job is Ginger. What you see is what you get.” No, I wouldn’t mention the letter that Dev had written to Lotus questioning Nick’s judgment in the last two managers to be hired. I’d wait until I had a better handle on their relationship.
“And Eric… How did you feel about his advances? Were you interested?” He tucked a stray lock of hair that had fallen on my cheek behind my ear.
I looked away for a second. How was I supposed to answer that question? Judging by his reaction to the scene I’d described between Dev, Ginger and me, it probably wouldn’t upset him to hear the truth.
“He’s an incredibly handsome man and the idea of being with him turned me on. I’ve always been curious to know what it would be like to be with a black man.” I turned to face him; my lips parted watching his reaction.
He laughed and replied, “Is it like the old saying, once you go black you never go back? Would you like to test that theory?” His hand stroked my hair.
Was he offering Eric up to me? Giving me his blessing to sleep with Eric? One part of me was excited at the prospect while another part fell to my lap. If he cared for me, would he be willing to see me with other men? What was I thinking? I was his employee, not his mistress. For a powerful man like Nick, sex was fun and games. Love had nothing to do with it. I had better get my heart off my sleeve before I got hurt.
“What are you proposing, Nick? Would you like me to sleep with Eric?” My hand was still on his thigh and I waited for his reply.
“Only, if I’m in the room as well. Dev is one thing. He’s my partner but Eric is an employee and more importantly a man with ambition. I’ll call him to join us after dinner.” He held his wine glass up for a refill.
I gulped the rest of my drink and rose to get more wine for us. My knees were a bit wobbly as I walked into the kitchen. As easily as that, Nick could fulfill my every desire and he seemed happy to do so. My head spun, stepping into this environment where anything goes. I leaned against the counter, trying to make sense of it. But Eric’s eyes flashed in my mind, and once more I pictured his tight jeans—especially tight in the crotch. What the hell, if Nick wanted this then so did I.
Chapter 4: Oreo
I startled when his hands went around my waist and slid up to cup my breasts, his mouth nibbling at the back of my neck. His fingers reached inside my bra cup tugging the nipple out to squeeze and roll it, while his other hand pulled my ass into his crotch.
“It’s done. Eric will be here in an hour. Let’s eat. I’m starving and not just for dinner.” His words were a low growl in my ear.
A shiver went down my spine feeling his hardness press between my buttocks while his finger teased my nipple. I wanted to bend over and take him inside me. To hell with dinner.
He pulled away and delivered a resounding slap to my ass. Far from deterring me, it only served to make me want more.
He spun me around and kissed me hard, pulling me tight into his arms.
“I think it’s time for me to become Sir again or else, I’m going to starve to death. Feed me wench.” He whispered in my ear and turned to leave the kitchen.
From the corner of my eye I saw him take a seat at the head of the table and spread a napkin across his lap. Okay, back to the lessons that Ginger had taught me this afternoon. I got the two salad bowls from the refrigerator and placed one in front of him. Next, topping up his wine.
“You may take a seat and eat Cerise.”
I sat beside him with my eyes cast down on the salad in front of me, waiting for him to begin. When he had taken the first bite I picked up my fork to join him in the appetizer. After a few minutes I noticed that he was finished.
“May I serve you the main course, Sir?” I glanced up briefly, noting the small smile that played on his lips.
“Please.”
Despite the fact that my own salad was only half gone, I rose, picked up the salad plates and went into the kitchen. I dished up two plates from the aluminum pans that the chef in the kitchen had prepared. It smelled wonderful. I took the two plates into the dining room and once more set one before him.
“Please sit and eat.”
Once more I sat beside him and waited for him to begin. When he did, I tasted the chicken Marcella. The chef of Eros Inc. really knew his stuff. Before I knew it I had finished all of it and was stuffed.
“You must eat some linguine Cerise. I don’t want you to lose weight, just eating protein. Your brain needs carbohydrates as well to function.” He held his fork above his plate as he admonished me.
I picked up my fork and forced myself to eat a couple of bites, trying to avoid the clams. I had never likes seafood and was more a meat and potatoes girl, than pasta.
When Sir finished I rose to clear the table. “Would you care for dessert, Sir? The Chef sent up Cherry Cobbler.”
“I’ll be having dessert when Eric arrives and the only cherry I want to see is yours being broken with your first black man.” He took a seat once more on the sofa holding his glass of wine.
There was a soft tap at the apartment door.
“Speaking of which… Get the door Cerise. Othello is here.”
My heart was in my mouth as I left the kitchen to answer the door. Sir wanted me to have sex with a man I barely knew. True, I’d been attracted this afternoon but would never have pursued it. It made me feel a little like a whore to be willing to have sex with a man to please my Master. I hesitated in front of the door, relishing the bolt of excitement that was making the area between my legs even wetter.
I opened the door and looked into Eric’s eyes. His face was solemn and his eyes were closed slightly, roaming slowly over my body.
“Please come in.” I stood to the side to allow him past. His body brushed against mine as he stepped into the hallway. I could feel his eyes watching my ass and legs in the high heels, following me into the living room.
“Get Eric a glass of wine Cerise and you can top me up as well. Eric, I hear you were admiring Cerise earlier today. You’ve got good taste. And working on a Sunday? That kind of work ethic should be rewarded, don’t you think?” Nick eased back further into the sofa.
I hurried from the room my cheeks flaming. Eric would think I was telling tales out of school. And was Nick really being serious or was he somehow making fun of Eric and me? I poured a glass of wine for myself and drank it down before pouring Eric’s and bringing it, with the bottle into the living room.
I handed Eric the glass and moved to the sofa to pour more into Nick’s empty glass. When my eyes rose to meet his, he winked at me. He was enjoying this.
“Cerise, kiss Eric. Undress him while you kiss him.” Nick’s voice was low and soft.
“Yes Sir.” I moved close to Eric and looked into his eyes before placing my lips on his. He didn’t look shocked or uncomfortable--only arousal showed on his face. His full lips parted and his tongue slowly entered my mouth, teasing me. My hands went to the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it to allow my hands to run over his muscular chest and hard abdomen. I pushed the shirt from his shoulders and down his
arms, flinging it to the side.
I broke our kiss trailing my tongue down his neck and to his nipple, to lick and suckle on it. His hand cupped my head, massaging his fingers through my hair. When my fingers dropped to his belt and the snap of his jeans, his breathing became quicker and deeper. I could feel his stomach muscles tighten and withdraw from the waistband of his tight pants, allowing my fingers more room.
There was the jingle of his belt buckle when it let go and my fingers were now frantic trying to unsnap the pants. His zipper just about popped open; his cock was so hard pressing against the constraint. With one hand I pushed the cloth lower and my other slipped inside his pants. Oh my God, he was slick and my fingers could hardly go around him. How could he have fit that sweet package in those tight pants?
His hands helped me push the pants lower, his breath ragged in my ear, leaning close to kiss me. My hand rubbed up and down his cock, my fingers reaching to cup his balls. It was a thick black pipe in my hands, smooth and slippery as silk.
“Suck him, Cerise. Make sure you take all of him into your mouth like I taught you.” Nick rose from the sofa and stood near, watching us.
I kissed along Eric’s abdomen, the fingers of my free hand caressing each ridge of muscle. Finally, I was on my knees before him, his cock grazing my cheek. I looked into his eyes and licked the thick, satin smooth knob, rolling my tongue over it and into the slit. His cock tasted salty and his smell was musk as I pushed my mouth deep onto it. My eyes watered but I focused on relaxing, breathing through my nose.
I risked a glance at Sir. How was he taking this? Me, sucking another man’s cock right in front of him while he was still completely clothed? From the bulge in his trousers I could tell he didn’t mind that fact at all.
I slid forward on Eric’s cock until it was fully inside me. Tears ran freely down my cheeks. He breathed faster and his hands pulled my head even closer. His hips moved slowly, gently fucking my mouth. I tried to keep in sync with his movements and it wasn’t until his thrusts quickened that I became still and just let him fuck my mouth.
“Fuck, yes…” He drove deep almost gagging me with the force of his cum spurting into my throat.
I slowly released him, licking the last drop from the end of that glorious, dark meat. Sir had undone his pants and stood next to my thigh. His cock was hard, pressing up, against his stomach.
“Suck me.” His hand was in my hair, pulling me toward his turgid cock. I leaned into him and took him into my mouth, once more almost gagging as his passion mounted and he pumped his cock quickly into my mouth. My tongue rolled over the veins and head of his pulsing meat. He moaned loudly and pulled my mouth down hard on him, thrusting hard. Again, there was fullness when he came in my throat. My jaw muscles were stretched and aching from the two men. Worse yet, those two big cocks had me squirming and pressing my thighs together. I couldn’t wait to get mine.
Sir reached down and handed me the glass of wine he had set on the table. I gulped the sweet liquid wondering what he would ask me to do next.
“Remove your clothes, Cerise. You too, Eric. We’re not done with my little sex kitten yet. Feel like an oreo?” Nick lifted his arms and pulled his shirt off.
I pushed the lacy corset down my body and over my legs, hesitating before removing my thigh highs and high heels. Both men were completely nude and beginning to get hard once more as they looked at my naked body. I had an inkling of what an oreo was. How much would it hurt?
Nick took my hand and led me to the red, oddly rounded chaise lounge. “Eric, lie down and Cerise, you get on top of him.”
I watched Eric straddle the chair and place his back in the lowest curve, while his ass rested on the upper one. What a sight, with his erection now straining up just waiting for me. My pussy was dripping wet, so turned on from all of this. I swung my leg over him and felt his cock against my slit, just barely a feather touch on my clit.
I rose on my tiptoes and placed his cock at my opening. I fell onto it, impaling myself, squeezing my muscles on his thick shaft. His finger slid up my leg to rest on my clit, stroking it with soft circles.
“Oh yeah, just like that…” My head lolled to the side and my eyes closed. I didn’t know how much of this I could take before I’d explode in an orgasm.
Eric removed his finger just in time. He pulled my chest down towards his causing my ass to rise. This position made me conscious of the tightness in my pussy, his cock pressing against the front, on my G spot.
I jumped when Nick’s finger touched my asshole. He slid it forward to the side of my cunt stretched full with Eric’s cock. His finger, now slick with my juices, stroked my asshole and pressed inward. There was a burning sensation for a few seconds before it cooled down and relaxed. Again the hotness as his finger slid deeper into me. I closed my eyes again, becoming only a full pussy being invaded everywhere. I sensed his finger was up to the knuckle inside my asshole. I was ready for more.
His finger withdrew and once again my asshole was pushed inward. This time I really needed to relax, to allow his cock inside. Ever so slowly, he eased forward, wetting his shaft with spittle. Oh my God. I thought I had been full with his finger and Eric’s cock. I was totally stretched now with two big cocks in me.
Eric pumped upward while Nick withdrew a bit. The sensation was erotic and full. I thought of their cocks rubbing against each other, separated by the thinnest of membranes. That had to be hot for them. They continued this for a few minutes with Eric increasing in the speed of his thrusts. Thank God, Nick was being deliberately slow. If they were both pumping hard into me I’m sure they’d have torn me apart.
Nick’s finger rubbed my clit as Eric bucked up like a bronco inside me. I squeezed my muscles hard on both of them and screamed with pleasure. Oh God, the orgasm flooded through me to my fingertips in wave after wave. Eric groaned and arched upward digging deeper into me with his orgasm. Nick’s hands now clutched my hips holding me tight onto him, pushing into me. Again, a tsunami of pleasure swept through me feeling him tense and spurt into me.
We stayed like that for a few minutes catching our breath. Nicks hands drifted upward to cup my breasts, his lips were on my neck kissing me. I reached up and behind to hold his head, stroking my fingers through his damp hair. Eric slipped out of me as I arched back into Nick. Oh God, my pussy ached from being stretched. Nick pulled away and a few moments later the bathroom door closed.
I leaned over and kissed Eric’s full lips, darting my tongue into his mouth. His lips tightened and I drew back looking into his laughing dark eyes and broad smile.
“Hey boss lady, I like the raises you give your staff.” His eyes twinkled, teasing me.
“When staff give me firm support, it’s the least I can do.” Smiling, I swung my leg over and stood up, just as Nick reappeared beside us.
“What are you two giggling at?” He looked from Eric to me, a puzzled look on his face.
“Nothing, just some silly thing. My turn in the bathroom, if I can walk that far.” My legs were like rubber walking to the bathroom. My ass was tender inside and out. A hot shower would be just the thing to help that.
When I turned off the shower, Nick called out to me.
“In here babe. It’s just us now.”
I dried off and went into the bedroom. Nick held the covers back to welcome me in beside him. I snuggled into his body, smelling his spicy aftershave and relishing the warmth of him holding me.
Chapter 5: The Meeting
A knock on the door woke me from a deep sleep and sexy dream. I opened my eyes and closed them again trying to capture the dream sequence. Nick had me secured to the spanking bench and was fucking me while Eric used a soft flogger on my back, his cock in my mouth.
Another knock, this time more insistent.
It was no use; I’d have to get up. I plucked my terry robe from the back of the door and padded down the hall.
“Hey sleeping beauty. Time to get up. There’s a staff meeting of managers that Lotus has called for
eleven. Maybe she wants to give you a proper welcome.” Ginger stood before me looking bright eyed and chipper in a green skirt and white tailored blouse.
“Come in. The only welcome I’d expect from Lotus wouldn’t be nice. More like a bucket of ice water falling on my head. When we enter the room, you’re going first Suzy Sunshine.” I turned and went back down the hall. My bed looked so inviting through the half open bedroom door.
I turned my head when her hands grasped my shoulders and spun me around to face the bathroom.
“You shower. I’ll make you coffee and some breakfast. Hurry, you’ve only got forty minutes.”
I continued walking down the hall to the large ensuite. Water in the kitchen hissed from the tap and there was a banging as Ginger started working.
Ginger was a great gal pal, not to mention lover and teacher. She was becoming my girl Friday. I slipped the robe off and turned the shower on. Why hadn’t Lotus let me know about the meeting before this? I hated having to hurry. It was just like her to do this, keep me a little off balance. Her time was coming.
Thirty-five minutes later, Ginger and I walked into a boardroom on the second floor. Lotus made it clear she would be chairing, sitting at the head of the long table. And to underscore that point she was wearing a red tailored power suit. I hated to admit it, but she looked attractive and professional. I had followed Ginger’s lead and was also dressed in a blouse and skirt. Thank God I had slipped the blazer on at the last minute.
We took a seat to the left of Lotus expecting that Eric would soon arrive for the meeting to begin.
“Good morning Cerise, Ginger. I’m afraid I have bad news regarding Eric. His services with Eros Inc. have been terminated. Dev has recommended a replacement and we’re to interview him so that he can start immediately.”
Eric gone? My mouth dropped open and I stared at her for a second. “On whose authority was he let go? Why wasn’t I consulted?” I leaned toward Lotus, noticing her draw back when I did.
“The orders came from a higher authority than yours, Cerise. Nick advised me this morning to give him notice immediately and the normal severance package. We’re just lucky Dev had a candidate in waiting. His name is Samuel Devereau, a graduate in Hospitality Services and more importantly, hand-picked and vetted by one of the owners. Our interview is just a formality.” She looked at Ginger and I with a triumphant smile on her face, her eyes glittering.