“Sam said you had something for me? Or that you were going to tell me something?” Jake said. “I can't remember exactly right now but I bet you have a good idea of what he might be talking about.”
“I do, actually,” Brian turned and glanced around this time.
Jake took the moment of silence in conversation to study Brian. He was a mid-twenties guy with a slim build and nice smile. He didn't have any jewelery on, and even though his hair was long, curling locks it wasn't messy or greasy. He looked like the kind of guy girls fall in love with at first glance, before he even has a chance to offer to buy a drink.
“Well what is it?” Jake asked softly.
“Don't freak out when I tell you this,” Brian said as he leaned toward Jake conspiratorially.
Jake nodded in consent.
“All right, well, as you know,” Brian started. “Sam has a thing for watching guys with his girl, thinking about guys with his girl, and even sending his girl over to other dudes houses for a night of getting her pussy pounded.”
Jake didn't say anything, and instead just looked at Brian like he'd better be going somewhere good with all of this.
“OK, so stay with me. Sam, our mutual friend of strange sexual tastes, wants yourself and I to have a bisexual threesome with his wife. He says that it's the only way that you can fuck his wife. And that if you don't go along with it he'll be very deeply offended.”
Jake was stunned.
“I was joking about that last part,” Brian said with a laugh. “He said that if you don't want to it's all good. But you won't get to fuck Sarah any other way but this way.”
“All right,” Jake said without hesitation and with conviction.
Brian led Jake to a back room of the event center the wedding was taking place at, on a couch squeezed in a room with a bunch of props,. There wasn't much pomp or fan fair, not that Jake needed any. He'd just come to think of Sam as a little eccentric and wondered if things would get any stranger, like some kind of therapist being there to watch and maybe take notes or ask the participants questions about their feelings.
“All right,” Brian said as they entered the room. “Keep an eye out for things to hit your head on or stub your toes against. This place is pretty cramped back here. I checked it out earlier this week thought it was a little tight but Sam insisted it happen before the vows, so this is the place it has to happen at.”
The small room was long, but not deep. Still, the things that filled it—chairs, props, fake trees, art supplies—had all been stacked up so once you entered the room you couldn't see to the back. But when they finally maneuvered to the back of the room they found Sarah laying naked on the couch with a wicked grin on her face as she tweaked her own nipples.
“I'm so glad you decided to join us,” Sarah said to Jake.
“Hang on a second,” Jake said. “Brian you said you stopped by last week or something, to see this place? How long has this been planned out?”
“For about a week,” Brian said as he stripped out of his clothes. “But for a second I thought it wasn't going to happen because of what went down . . . you know what I'm talking about.”
“Oh, don't make it awkward,” Sarah said. “Sorry my husband has all these rules and can't just let me get fucked when I want to. No, it can only happen when he's there. He wants to watch and touch himself like a little perverted leprechaun.”
Both of the men laughed loudly at this.
“Hush now!” Sarah said. “We can't get caught back here.”
Jake stripped off his clothes and watched Sarah start to suck Brian's dick, tugging on it and running her tongue along the underside.
“Well come join me, soldier,” Sarah said.
“I'm actually a Marine, not a soldier,” Jake said.
“Are you a Marine that sucks dick?” Brian asked.
“I guess I am today,” Jake said.
He got on his knees by Sarah and they took turns sucking Brian off. Jake had a lot to learn, that much was obvious to everyone, even Jake. But luckily Sarah was right there to give him pointers and to help demonstrate how it should be done. She giggled as Jake gagged and coughed when he tried to deep throat Brian's throbbing erection and couldn't fit it down his throat.
“What else do you want me to do?” Jake said. “When to I get to fuck Sarah?”
“Not until I fuck you in the ass,” Brian said.
Jake didn't know what to say. Sarah let her hand drop from Brian's cock and let it fall to Jake's cock, giving a few tugs and rubbing the head before playing with his balls.
“I guess,” Jake said. “If that's what has to happen.”
“Well does, army boy, so why don't you bend over the couch,” Brian said.
Jake obeyed and felt Brian slide up behind him, parting his ass cheeks to let a dollop of lube slide down his ass crack to his asshole where Brian's waiting fingers massaged it around.
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?” Brian asked him.
“No,” Jake said. “I can't say that I have. How does it feel?”
“Well,” Brian said as he slid the head of his cock into Jake's ass. “You're about to find out.”
Jake felt himself seemingly transported to a world of intense pleasure as Brian worked his big, throbbing cock in and out of his asshole. He couldn't believe how good it felt, and he wondered how in the world he'd never tried it before. He'd been missing out on so much fun for all these years. Jake was just thankful to know now as he rocket into clouds of ecstasy as he felt his asshole stretching over Brian's rigid cock. Jake felt like he could feel every little detail of Brian's rock hard erection, from the veins to the crown of his cock head that he'd pull out to push right back in again every few minutes. Finally, after what felt like the best sex of his life, Jake could tell that Brian was getting close.
“Oh, you fucking little army slut. Fuck yeah. Take my fucking dick, army slut. I know you want my fucking dick, don't you? Don't you fucking want it? Tell me you want it you little fucking bitch. God damn it tell me!” Brian said.
“I want it, I fucking want it!” Jake said. “Please fuck me harder. Please, please, I'm begging you, fuck me harder! All I want you to do is fill me up with your hot spunk. Please fill my ass up with your semen. I want it so bad.”
Jake couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth but he also knew that if he didn't help talk Brian off that he might end up only getting fucked in the ass because of lack of time to fuck Sarah.
“I'm coming!” Brian said.
Jake could feel Brian's cock pulse inside of him, filling him up. Jake loved it. When Brian was done Jake turned and give him a peck on the lips.
“Thanks for that,” Jake said. Then turning to Sarah. “All right, someone has to do something about this hard on.”
Sarah leaned back, cooed, and spread her legs. Without wasting a second Jake was between them, eating her pussy before raising up to slid his boner into her hot snatch. His dick was so fucking hard he could hardly believe it, and Sarah's cunt gripped it so good that he thought he might come right away. Luckily he was able to get her to hold still until he calmed down a little bit.
“God, watching you two fuck is so hot,” Brian said. “As soon as I get hard again I'm going to fuck you in the ass while he fucks you.”
Jake was to busy pounding Sarah's little cunt while squeezing her big tits to answer. He was loving every second of it, so turned on from getting fucked in the ass he almost didn't know what to do with himself, except keep fucking Sarah as hard as he could.
“Get up and bend over,” he told her.
Sarah got up and let her chest rest on the cushions of the couch while her knees were on the floor.
“Like this?” she asked so innocently and sweetly.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” Jake said as he slid into her pussy from behind and squeezed her tits while he fucked her hard and deep.
Jake really started building his tempo to a crescendo, so that their bodies slapping almost drowned out the
sound of Sarah moaning like a whore. Just when Jake was afraid he would come he started to pull out only to find Brian's dick at his ass again. Jake tilted his ass up in the air and moved his ass backward so that Brian could get it in easier. When Brian had slid all the way into his ass Jake turned his attention back to Sarah, who was on her back again.
“Fuck my ass, baby,” she said.
Jake's dick was so hard he knew that he was going to come soon. He couldn't think of a better way to come than in Sarah's ass. What a turn on it would be to go out and give a speech after the vows having jut filled up her little, delicate asshole with his hot jizz.
“Fuck me, Jake,” Sarah raved. “Fuck me army man. I want you to explode your fucking dick in my ass like a God damn hand grenade. I want you to come so fucking hard I feel your jizz filling me up from the inside. Fucking give it to me baby. Come in my ass!”
Brian's thrusts were speeding up and his breathing was becoming more ragged and erratic. Jake could tell that Brian was getting close to blowing another load in his ass.
“Are you going to come in my ass again, Brian?” Jake said. “Are you going to come in my fucking ass again?”
“Oh yeah, army slut,” Brian said. “I'm going to fucking fill you up all the way to the brim with my hot man spunk you fucking slut. God damn I love fucking your ass. It feels so fucking good! Fuck!”
Jake felt Brian's ass start to pulse seed into him again. He loved it, every second of it, and before he knew what was happening Jake was coming in Sarah's ass.
“Oh, fuck yes,” she said. “Come in my fucking ass, please God, come in my fucking ass right now! I fucking love how you fuck me like a dirty little whore that I am! Fuck yes! God damn it fuck yes! I love it so fucking much!”
Jake couldn't stop coming. He came and he came, but even after Brian had pulled out of his ass, he didn't stop for quite some time. When he was finished he gave Sarah's nipples a few more tweaks and stood up.
“I need to get ready for the wedding!” Sarah said.
She threw on a robe and ran out of the small room.
“There is a wash room down the hall, I think that's where she's headed and where we'll head in a few minutes,” Brian said. “Thanks for being such a good sport about all of this. I felt kind of bad about all the rules, but that's how Sam wanted it.”
“Good ole Sam,” Jake said shaking his head and they both laughed.
Later, after he'd watched the vows get exchanged and their first married kiss, Jake took center spotlight to deliver his speech.
“Hey everyone,” Jake said. “I'd like thank everyone for coming to the wedding. I've had a blast so far, and I hope you have as well. There is obviously a lot I could say about these two over here who've just tied the knot, but rather than speak long as the wind I'd rather be brief, because like Shakespeare once said, brevity is the soul of it!”
The crowd clapped and hooted. After sitting through a long ceremony they were ready to move on to the drinking.
“So let me say this toast,” Jake said, raising his glass. “To the funnest couple I've ever met, who've let me inside their home as a friends without boundaries and who've gotten closer to me than anyone has in a long time. Here's to them: Sam and Sarah!”
The crowd roared and Jake moved back toward his seat at the table with the rest of the groomsmen. He was glad that the speech was over and the wedding almost wrapped up. The only way the night to go better would be if Brian kept sexual harassing him underneath the table; the guy really was as randy as Sam had let on! After the wedding had wrapped up Jake left quietly without saying goodbye to anyone. He didn't want to spoil the day with fumbled words or an awkward goodbye. As he drove back toward his family's part of town he thought about Sam and Sarah and their new life together. He wondered what they would do if she'd gotten pregnant by someone other than Sam in the last few days. Jake started laughing as he thought about it. The more he laughed the harder it was to stop. When he pulled into his parents house he had to rest his head on the steering wheel to get a hold of himself.
“Wouldn't that be something,” he said to himself as he walked into his parent's place. “Sam raising someone else kid. That would make me rethink holding my peace at my own wedding if I were him!”
THE END
Alpha Billionaire Encounter
“Great!” He rubbed his hands together with glee and realized how foolish he must look. Lowering his hands back to his sides he gestured to the desk. “We will have a computer, printer and fax machine in here by tomorrow morning. We have our own in our offices, but I would prefer a large one out here for your use. You will also be given an iPad and laptop. Phone lines are hooked up and Jase is already calling the consultants to come in tonight to have everything set up.”
“Great.” Then she realized that Mr. Dunbar and Mr. Paterson had spoken on the phone way before they offered her the job, which meant they had already thought she would agree to the offer. “You had a high assumption that I would take the job, didn’t you?”
“Just call it wishful thinking.” He winked at her and she thought she swooned a little bit. She really needed to get hold of herself.
“Mr. Dunbar what kind of assignments will I be doing?”
“First of all, no “mister” stuff. It sounds like you are talking to my father. I am Matt, and just to let you know, there is no “mister” for Jason either. He is just plain Jason or Jase.”
“Ok. Matt, what will you need me to do?” She knew this time she saw his eyes darken with interest. She may have been able to blow it off earlier, but this time his eyes roamed her body before coming back to rest on her eyes with a heat so intense she thought it burned her.
He turned abruptly before answering her. “It will be some filing and copying, and taking a lot of notes. We take the big cases ourselves and both of us have chicken scratch for handwriting. You will also be answering the phone, although Patricia knows not to send anything up to our offices unless its family. And sometimes I don’t want the calls then either.” She laughed at his grimace. “So, you can start tomorrow. Jase is out the rest of the day, but we will both be in tomorrow morning. How about a regular schedule of 8:00 to 5:00 and on the late nights you can come in late the next day?”
“That sounds perfect. I guess I will see you tomorrow then. Thank you so much.”
“No, my dear, thank you. You have just saved two grown men from crying like babies with temper tantrums the next few days. We just took on three cases between the two of us and they are huge. We will talk about that more tomorrow. Come on. I will take you to the lobby. We will also get you a key card. You have to have one to reach the top floor.”
Melissa nodded as she followed him to the elevator. She didn’t even notice the elevator jerk, she was so happy thinking to herself of all the things she could now afford. Hell, she could get a whole house if she wanted to now. Matthew held her elbow as they stepped off the elevator. She looked up to meet the glaring eyes of Patricia. She turned to see Matthew smile down at her. His thumb caressed the crease of her elbow as he spoke to her. “Until tomorrow then, dear. Have a good night.”
“And you as well Mr. D…..” She instantly stopped at the slip up when she saw his stern look. “I mean you too, Matt.”
“That’s better.” He turned to walk back into the elevator.
Melissa walked outside and for the first time in a long time she smiled, feeling truly happy. She had to call her mother as soon as she got home. She was never going to believe what happened to her today. Crossing the road to her little beat up car, she slid into the driver’s seat. She leaned forward to look up at the tall skyscraper. She felt goose bumps rise on her arms again but pushed the feelings aside as she started the car and put it into drive before pulling from the parking space. She passed a row of townhouses that she had thought were grand but never imagined she could afford. Now she could. That night she took the last $20 she had and splurged on dinner. For the first time in a long time she had a good dinner. Pushing the can of p
asta to the side she started cutting the potatoes in chunks and put them in the pan with oil and seasoning. Pulling one of the chicken breasts from the package she put the others in individual bags planting them in the freezer. She hummed to herself as she cooked.
Her little studio was soon brimming with the exotic smell of food cooking. She was glad she brought the little George Foreman grill her mother had bought her when she went off to college. Her mother served a hard life. Being a single parent of three children, she still had one at home and worked two jobs just to keep food on the table. She had dropped out of 10th grade. Back then, being in school and pregnant wasn’t looked upon as it was now. She had married Melissa’s father that year after her parents’ death and had soon become pregnant. Melissa sighed when she thought of her father. He had been a great dad until the day of the cave took many lives in the miner town they lived in, including her fathers.
*****
The next morning Melissa decided on a pair of black dress pants and a blue sweater. She of course wore her black heels as well, but it was mainly because they were her only pair, not just her favorite. She parked outside the building and walked into the lobby preparing for the onslaught of the angry woman at the front desk. She was surprised when the woman wasn’t there. Instead there sat a pleasant brunette with a large smile. Melissa looked down to see a wedding ring on her hand and knew this woman wouldn’t be a problem. She walked to the desk and smiled back at the woman.
“Hello. I am Melissa Jones. Today is my first day but I don’t think I can reach my floor.”
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