Second Chance on St. Patrick's Day

by Mia Ford

  When she came, Veronica was clinging to three fingers as she cried out. I took her hand, and Brandon moved between her legs to clean her as she dropped weakly on the bed and allowed us to use her. He fucked her first, hard between her thighs as I kissed her deeply, holding her face in mine as our tongues met. It wasn’t even awkward in the least anymore, seeing my brother with another woman. It was hot.

  I’d found a couple of girls outside of work that were willing to be with me together, and while it was erotic; it wasn’t Veronica. There was just something free about her that kept me coming back for more. I watched as she jerked against him right as he stilled, a perfect beat between them.

  She demanded that I get on my back before she crawled over me, hungry for more. Her eyes were intense as she crouched over me, licking my nipples gently as I hardened against her. Veronica knew that I loved it and she teased me with kisses and nibbles before she slid her body over mine. I groaned as she rocked against me, leaning up to bite at her body as she whimpered.

  For the first time, nobody left. We all fell asleep in a tangle of arms and legs right there, sleeping soundly through the night until the alarm woke us up.

  I asked her about her hair as she dressed in a gray pencil skirt and a lavender blouse in the middle bathroom. Brandon and I were sticking to that room as well, drifting wherever needed to get the clothes that might not be in there.

  Veronica leaned forward and applied some dark liner to her lid before she smiled at me. “My friend Rain wanted to go and I thought that it might be fun. Do you like it?”

  “It really brings out your eyes,” I told her before I went into the room for my coffee. Brandon and I were in suits again. She was like sunshine as she slipped her feet into heels matching the skirt, running a hand through her loose waves. Admittedly, there was a not a lot of women here, and Veronica was popular among the group. I reminded myself that we were the ones fucking her as she walked through the door and she started calling out greetings immediately.

  We sat down around the long table, getting coffee and bagels before it was time to settle in, and I watched Veronica slip on the glasses that she sometimes wore as she got the tablet ready for notes. It was a long day, breaking for an hour lunch and then finishing for the day at dinnertime. People were splitting up into groups to go out to dinner, and I watched as Veronica smiled at someone before glancing at us. I was in the mood for some room service and just being alone, but a group of guys that we’d spoken a lot to came over as the crowd was dispersing. “Join us for dinner?” Michael asked as Brandon looked at me. “There’s a great steakhouse around the corner.”

  I could see that Veronica was making plans and nodded at him, accepting the offer. She gave me a rueful look as she left with two of the women and a man as if she promised us later tonight. Brandon and I walked out of the room and down to the steakhouse, discussing what we learned today. It was mildly entertaining, but I kept thinking ahead to the hotel later.

  CHAPTER 12

  Brandon

  I had a few more drinks than I should have at dinner, but we all did. The food was good, and the company was all business as I looked around the restaurant from time to time. There were some gorgeous women here, many that were looking our way with shy smiles and pink cheeks. I knew that Brent and I could have any one that we chose and it seemed like the others noticed the looks as well, nudging us as they chuckled.

  I remembered Dad saying how many of the men didn’t respect their marriages on these trips, though there was no doubt in my mind that he never touched another woman once he met Mom. I wondered if that would ever be me, or even Brent as I glanced at him.

  The conversation turned to Veronica, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Yes, she was beautiful and far wilder than these guys would probably ever know. Probably being the key word. We headed back to the room later and found it empty. Brent went off to his room after a little while, and I dropped into bed to watch some television before falling asleep.

  I didn’t know much later it was when I woke up with the television off and a warm body in my bed. “Just get in?” I asked as I caught the sweet scent of Veronica’s hair.

  “We went to a club after dinner. I am going to regret that in the morning,” Veronica murmured as I let my hand run over her bare back.

  “Anything happen?” I asked her, finding the soft skin of her ass as I squeezed gently. I liked hearing about the others, for the most part.

  “Lydia tried, but I just wanted to get back here. I wanted to sleep here.” She snuggled close to me, wrapping her leg around my thigh. She found my lips in the dark and kissed me as I came to life at her touch. It was just us as we moved together, fucking slow and hard as she breathed out my name.

  Brent came into the room in the morning to make coffee, looking us over. “Morning.”

  “Hey, you. I got in so late last night,” Veronica told him as she looked at my brother with smoldering eyes. She kicked the covers back and walked over to him, naked. Brandon pulled her into his arms and kissed her as I let my eyes close slowly.

  They disappeared into his room, coffee and all. I could hear them through the wall, but I was satisfied and still a little tired. We had about two hours before we had today’s brunch presentation, so there was time for everyone to get what they needed. We all dressed for the day’s event after they spent time together, us in slacks and collared shirts while Veronica wore a plum dress that flared around her lower thighs and heels, making me want to taste her all over again.

  There was a good spread in this room, with everything from hot foods to fresh fruit. We greeted everyone before getting a plate, sitting down with Veronica between us wearing her sexy librarian glasses. She took notes again in between bites of food, and I got the idea to slip my hand over her thigh under the table. Nobody was looking, and I dragged my fingers up her leg as she shot me a look. I let them climb higher, sliding under the lace underwear as she bit her lip and spread her legs apart. Brent glanced over and noticed the looks on our faces as he remained still.

  Her pussy was wet, and I stroked her as Veronica struggled to keep herself in control. She kept typing though I doubt any of it made sense, just playing the part. I knew that she was close by the way she moved just a bit, plunging a finger inside of her as everyone in the room laughed. That was the moment she burst, covering her face with her hand as she forced out a gruff laugh to hide it.

  It was perfect timing. She got to enjoy herself without too much attention, and the meeting went on. Veronica sipped her water in slow sips, as I drew my finger out of her and rubbed her trembling thigh.

  The meeting ended, and we had the next day and a half to tour the city. Veronica walked out of the room as I slipped into the restroom to taste her behind the door of the stall, washing my hands after to meet her and Brent. “You’re a son of a bitch,” she hissed at me as I stopped in front of them. “What was that?”

  “You liked it,” I told her as she blushed and stared at Brent.

  “You’re right, but we were in a meeting. Save it for the room,” Veronica’s voice was low as Brent led the way to the rental car, pulling the keys out of his pocket.

  “Where to?” Brent asked as he looked at us.

  “Disneyland?” Veronica asked as I laughed. “Seriously. It’s not that far.”

  “We would have a few hours to stay there,” Brent said thoughtfully as he looked at me.

  “I can have my friends meet us for dinner. I’m so excited!” Veronica said as she slipped her bag over her body. She stepped closer to me and smiled into my eyes. “There’s a lot of dark rides there, you dirty boy.”

  We jumped into the car and Brent headed to Anaheim, waiting in the line of cars to park and then the line for the tram. The park wasn’t too crowded, and we made our way around, getting on the rides in a timely manner as we laughed and talked. There was no open affection between us at all, just a comfortable relationship. Veronica insisted on going on everything and loved every moment of it. She let Brent h
ave a turn at her in Hyperspace Mountain as we raced through the dark, her screams echoing through the room.

  It was dark when we met her friends at a restaurant in a shopping area nearby. They were a lot like her, bubbly and loud and I looked on as I sipped the beer that I’d ordered. The place that she chose had animals set up around the room, fake ones that would come to life every so often. We were near the elephant, and it made me laugh as the kids around us went crazy over it.

  Veronica sat with the two girls, laughing as they sipped drinks and chatted about the day. I saw the way that they were looking at Brent and me as he cast me a smirk as we ate our food and looked around. We weren’t as well-known here, which was nice. We could walk around without being recognized, and though we did catch a lot of eyes, it was just admiration. It was easy and fun.

  We went back into the park to see the parades and fireworks, with the two girls joining us. Veronica dragged us on her favorite rides all over again, slipping her tongue between lips when her friends decided to sit out.

  After we had been done at the park, Veronica hugged her friends goodbye, and we headed back to the hotel. She walked into my bathroom and eyed the tub as she slipped her dress off. “I need a soak. Anyone want to join me?” She looked over her shoulder as she started to run some hot water, looking back into the big tub.

  “Why not?” I asked as I lifted my shirt over my head. Veronica dumped some lavender into the running water, giggling as bubbles rose to the surface. Brent got us each some water before the three of us slipped into the bath with Veronica between us. She twisted her hair up and draped her legs over us as we whispered about today, deciding what to do tomorrow.

  It was a long night as we enjoyed the last time we’d spend the night together for a while, using her in every way possible as she begged us to go harder, deeper. Veronica was insatiable tonight, and we finally wore her out, watching her pass out naked before us. She was going to be sore tomorrow but had shown us in the past that she didn’t care. Every moment that she lived life the way that she wanted to was worth all the sacrifices.

  We had breakfast on the beach in the morning, looking over the waves as we ate slowly. Our flight was at noon, and we made the drive to the airport after a walk, boarding together this time. Veronica passed out in her seat once we were in the air, with Brent following soon after. I sat back and looked out of the window, playing back everything that happened with a smile on my face.

  We landed that evening and caught cabs to our homes, with Veronica looking longingly at us as she slipped into hers alone.

  “That was a hot, fucking weekend,” I told Brent as he nodded in agreement. Mom and Ashley were waiting with dinner and asked us all about the trip, laughing when they found out that we went to Disneyland. We took our bags to our rooms, unpacking as we talked through our open doors about the tamer parts of the trip. It was back to work tomorrow, and I dropped into bed around midnight to get enough sleep.

  I missed the hotel room. I missed having her warm skin against mine, making me wonder if Brent was currently thinking the same thing. I drifted off to sleep with the memories playing through my mind like a movie.

  CHAPTER 13

  Brent

  The alarm sounded in the morning, bringing me back to reality. I rolled over on my side to hit snooze as I thought back to the dream that I was having. I slept a bit longer before rising to shower, dressing in a suit before I went for coffee. Brandon was down there looking about as enthusiastic as I felt about it being the morning as he sipped from the travel cup with weary eyes. “Ready for this?” I asked as he shrugged. “A lot of it will be meetings with the managers about what we learned. Dad always used to grumble about that.” I chuckled at the memory, suddenly feeling like a little kid doing a grown-up job.

  Dad would go to the conference to learn. Sure, he’d have dinner and a little fun along the way, but he never plowed a woman in the hotel room. I didn’t want to think about the times that Mom went with him, focusing on the fact that he was faithful. I wasn’t acting unfaithful towards anybody, and neither was Brandon, but it was a far cry from when Dad was alive.

  We left for the office quietly, making the short drive and parking in the garage. Everyone asked about the meeting as we walked in, and I forced an enthusiastic smile on my face. We agreed to a meeting at nine, once I had the notes as well as the time to make sure that everything was logical. Veronica agreed to bring the tablet in, and I sipped coffee as I let the computer warm up and looked over the city.

  “She’s not here yet,” Brandon spoke, and I looked up at him. “She has the tablet.”

  I walked towards the computer with a frown on my face, seeing a text on my phone.

  V: I am sick with some kind of stomach virus. I won’t be in, but I emailed you all my notes.

  I thanked her and checked the business email, pulling up the document and reading through it. She did an excellent job, and I could actually make sense of the things that she was trying to say in the second meeting. I did have to fix a few things but it made sense, and I printed out copies for the meeting as Brandon read over her text. “Think she’s okay?”

  “I hope so,” I replied, organizing the papers as I glanced at the clock on the wall. We had ten minutes, and I grabbed a folder to put everything into as I looked at him. “She’ll be back tomorrow.”

  The meeting went great, and they were all impressed by the notes, making me remind them that it’s good to have an assistant around. They mulled over the changes and news in the industry, but M&P was going to be just fine. We had a great team that cared about the company as well as my family, and we were only going to get better.

  We headed back to the office after we were finished, and caught up on the things we missed during our trip. It was surprisingly a lot. I was also relieved in part that Veronica wasn’t here because I was sure we’d both want to keep the weekend going and not get anything done. I had lunch with Ted and Brandon joined me at the last minute, chatting about the other people we met at the conference. Though my father preferred to go, he sent Ted a couple of times in the ten years that he’d worked here.

  “It can get pretty wild there sometimes, even though there are far more men than women. How many of them were drooling over you?” Ted teased as I sipped my water.

  “It wasn’t about that. I did mingle with some of the others, of course; but not for that reason. Let’s be honest. Ted. There’s plenty of women here that will do anything for Brandon and me, so we like to keep work separate from that.” I smiled confidently when I was done, knowing how far from the truth that statement was. We’d had a lot of sex in our room with our assistant, but nobody needed to know that. Ted made a joke about her missing work and asked what she did to injure herself, but we both let that go. I did make a point of talking to Veronica about the gossip going around about her. She might act as if she didn’t care about it, but I didn’t want it getting out of control.

  We took a bit longer of a lunch than needed, heading back to finish up the day. I planned to take Mom to dinner tonight since we were gone for the weekend, pleased that Ashley wanted to join us. It was a bit awkward talking to her the other night before I left, but I hoped that she had her senses about her.

  Brandon was planning to go at this point. He had to have worked a lot out of his system over the trip, so maybe he would calm down. Glancing at him, I saw him sending a message on his phone and rolled my eyes as he caught me. My brother laughed as he waited for a response, putting his phone away once we got back to the building. “You know, someday you’re going to be older and not want sex all day, every day.” We’d just turned twenty-two, and I knew that it was far off in the future, but still enjoyed teasing him.

  “I think I’m glad that Veronica is out. I might be humping her like an animal today, otherwise. That was the best weekend of my life.” He grinned, and I laughed.

  “It was. I just hope that it doesn’t end badly since it’s the three of us and it’s been going on for a while. That’s alwa
ys been a one off in the past.” I looked at him, trying to read his face.

  “I don’t have feelings if that’s what you mean. Veronica is a great girl, but it would be foolish to want more from her. She’s a wild one,” Brandon told me, making me nod.

  “That’s the problem. I fear the rumors are becoming more important than her work here,” I said as Brandon shot me a serious look. “What would Dad do, in this case?”

  “Talk to her.” It was an easy answer. It was an easy answer, but Dad never would have slept with his assistant.

  “Yeah. That’s going to be interesting.”

  Veronica wasn’t in the following day either. She sent another text telling me that she was still sick and I frowned. I knew that we could handle the work, but I wasn’t sure what was going on. Brandon went out after work that night, distracted and restless. I went home and had dinner with Mom since Ashley had plans with a friend. Mom looked at me, asking what was wrong.

  “Our assistant has been out the last two days, sick. I hope she’s okay,” I replied as I took a bite of the chicken.

  “How is that working out for you? Your father always liked having the help.” Mom looked at me, and I could see the sadness in her eyes for a fleeting moment.