by Neil, Louisa
“Keep doing that and I’ll have to put something in there,” Russell said.
“Tell me what,” Thea challenged.
“How about my cock,” Dexter said, standing behind her, rubbing his erect cock along her ass crack.
Russell slid under her and sat on the bench, leaving him at breast height. She was thrilled when he began to suck her nipples, using both his hands to cup and pinch her skin. Dexter was behind her, and she felt him shift. He’d dropped behind her and started to lick her from pussy to anus.
“You’re getting wet, Thea,” Dexter told her as he slid a finger in her pussy.
“I can’t imagine why, spread the way I am before both of you.”
“I can think of something better,” Russell offered, leaning back against the upper bench. He grasped her by the hips and pulled Thea down over his cock. He hesitated, nudging at her pussy. “May I?” he asked.
“Dexter? What do you think?”
“I think you should sit on Russell and I’ll fuck you from behind.” He waited until Russell shifted a second time, lying on an angle under her. It was easy to grasp her hips and position her over him. Dexter was behind her and pushed her onto Russell’s hard cock. “Man, you are so wet,” he acknowledged. “It’s like your body just swallowed his dick.”
“And what are you going to do back there?” Thea asked. She glanced over her shoulder and saw a new kind of smile on Dexter’s lips. “Dexter?”
“Thea, I want to try something. Are you game?”
“At this point, yes. Do what you want with me.”
Thea drew a breath and waited while Dexter moved behind her. She felt him stroking Russell’s cock and her pussy and closed her eyes, leaning her head on Russell’s shoulder. When she assumed Dexter would fuck her ass, she was surprised when he slid a finger in her pussy beside Russell’s cock.
“Oh,” she managed.
“Oh, man, are you sure?” Russell asked Dexter.
“Thea, I want to try something, something Russ and I talked about on the island.”
“What is it?” she asked.
“Just relax on Russell and let him hold you in place,” he told her, one of his hands running along her spine, holding her tight against the other man’s chest. He slid a second finger in her pussy and stretched her wide.
“God, that’s amazing,” she said, her breath coming in short pants. “Dexter, what are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking about fulfilling a fantasy for Russell and me.” He dropped behind her and nipped at the back of her neck. She groaned in disappointment when he drew his fingers from her body. He bit her neck harder as he forced his cock in her pussy, beside Russell’s.
“Damn it, Dexter, you’re gonna make me come,” Russell told him. “Thea, don’t squirm, just take a few deep breaths until I get back my control.”
“Yeah, when you have two cocks up your butt I’ll tell you not to squirm.” Her tone was teasing but carried the conviction of her statement. Dexter was still behind her, his cock stretching her pussy wide beside Russell’s.
“What does that feel like, Thea?” Russ asked, his fingers pinching at her waist to hold her in place over both of their cocks.
“It feels…full, like you’re stretching me beyond anything I’ve ever known.”
“Want me to stop?”
“No, I mean no. Just give me a minute to get used to both your cocks in one hole.”
“Is this how you pictured it when we talked on the island?” Russell asked Dexter.
“I’m not sure. The picture is right, but she’s so damn tight. I’m afraid if I move I’ll come.”
“Neither of you has to move,” Thea said, shifting her hips just a fraction of an inch. Dexter’s cock slid farther inside her, deeper, until she had him in a spot that would let her come. “I’m going to flex my muscles. Tell me what this feels like,” she said. Thea concentrated on tightening her pussy muscles around both of the cocks inside her. The groans from both men told her she was doing something right. “Dexter, shift inside me, but don’t pull out.”
He did as she asked, pulling backward just a fraction of an inch, sending chills through her body. After a few more times, he was fucking her pussy full out alongside Russell’s cock. “This is better than I could have imagined. It’s like I’m fucking both of you.”
“With your cock rubbing against mine.” Russell paused and gritted his teeth, “I’m having trouble holding back.” He drew a deep breath. “I thought she was tight when we were using both her holes, but being in the same one is beyond my fantasy.”
“Thea?” Dexter asked.
“Russell, if you bite my tit, I’ll come. Maybe we just need a bit more lubrication.” She laughed at her own words until his mouth captured her breast, sucking her nipple between his teeth. That pushed her over the edge. Thea’s whole body shook with her orgasm. In that same instant, her pussy juices gave the men’s cocks more fluid motion.
Dexter carefully moved backward and slid forward. Each time he did, he could feel Russell’s cock swell beside his. Thea used her body weight to hold them inside her.
“Next time we try this, I’d like you both to have a dildo up your butts.”
“Is that a request?” Dexter asked, pausing to lick his index finger before pushing it in her anus. All three of them stilled. Dexter used his finger to fuck her ass and both their cocks at the same time. “I’m going to come,” he said. With one last thrust of his finger, he came, his cum spurting into Thea’s pussy. Her inner muscles clamped down when her orgasm hit, and she felt Russell tense then relax under her, his cum mixing with Dexter’s.
“Don’t move, either of you,” she pleaded and focused on using her body to clench against the men. She came with a shudder that moved through her whole body, grasping at the men’s cocks, pulling them back inside her. When she finally relaxed against Russell’s chest, Dexter relaxed over her back, his legs shaking from the strain.
“Next time, you take the rear and I’ll take the front,” Dexter said, teasing Russell.
“Next time, I’ll swap places.”
“Next time,” Thea said, “I want dildos in both your butts. If you get your fantasy, I want mine too.”
Dexter finally shifted his weight and stood behind Thea. She felt like a plug had been pulled, and both men’s cum was released from her pussy. Russell just lay back, allowing her to rub her clit against his body. Dexter stood to the side and watched her hump Russell a few times until she let out another sigh.
“Christ, you’re hot, Thea. I truly never appreciated you.” Russell seemed stunned by what they had done. “Damn, Dex, I never knew how lucky you truly are. When we’d talk on the island, you told me she was hot, but this, this is beyond my imagination.”
“Dexter, can you help me up?” she asked, accepting his hands under her arms to steady her as she rose. When she did, the rest of their cum dribbled down her thighs. She stood, leaning back against Dexter’s chest to gather her strength and breath. “Well, I guess I lied when I said I wouldn’t start anything in the hot tub.”
“Technically, you didn’t. I think Dexter engineered this one.” Russell laughed and slowly rotated his head around his neck, stretching the muscles. Slowly, as he stood, he stretched each part of his body until he was standing to his full height. Thea was still in front of Dexter and with one step, he was able to hug them both. “Thank you for the vacation, my queen.”
“Thank you to both my kings.”
“I was exhausted before, now I’m just spent in all ways.” Russell let go of his hold on his friends and took a step to the side. “I’m going to hit the shower and rinse off, then I’m going to sleep wherever I fall.”
“We’ll join you in the shower,” Dexter said, following behind him, his arm around Thea’s waist. “What would you like for the rest of the night?”
“Let’s clean up and see what kind of trouble we can get into.”
Russell heard their conversation and turned to look at them. “Good luck to
both of you. Count me out!”
Thea and Dexter each took turns under the hot water spray in the shower, rinsing their bodies. They never made it to bed that night. Russell stretched out in a large recliner and was instantly asleep. Thea had lain down on the sofa while Dexter was showering. He realized she was sound asleep and pulled a throw blanket from the sofa to cover her. He stretched out on the other recliner and flipped channels on the television. Finally, he felt like this was all going to work out. His fears about losing his male status had dissipated with each sex act they enjoyed together. Dex decided he was truly a very lucky man.
Thea woke the next morning with a kink in her neck and her body aching in places she didn’t know she could ache. Her smile reminded her she wouldn’t change a thing about their time away, especially the attention from her kings. Now all they had to do was figure out a way to continue this relationship without the rest of the world finding out.
Chapter Thirteen
Thea saw the flashing light on her phone as she was standing before the bureau in the master bedroom. She could smell the coffee brewing and decided to just check her messages. There were thirty-seven messages, and she tried to remember the last time she checked it. It was sometime yesterday afternoon. Scanning the list, she chose to open the first of Alex’s. She saw one from Grace and one from her father. The rest she didn’t recognize by name, just news outlets.
Thea, just letting you know this is tomorrow’s headline for the news. Wanted you guys to be prepared.
She pushed the button for the e-mail and held back a scream. It was the front page from an East Coast newspaper. It showed a photo of her sitting between Dexter and Russell. The three of them were laughing. She knew instantly it was from the restaurant where they’d had lunch a few days ago. Thea gasped for air when she read the headline—“Threesome For Addict Heiress.” She scanned the article that questioned what she and her husband and his friend were doing on vacation in the mountains. The second e-mail was from another paper using a photo from the news conference when the guys returned. Its headline read, “Heiress Finds Substitute Drug.” It, too, was conjecture about her and the two men on vacation. The third was the worst, a photo taken through the window of the lingerie store with her standing at the counter. In a blow up beside it, it pointed out her toy purchases.
“Son of a bitch,” she yelled and threw the phone onto the bed and then retrieved it and re-read the stories. Shortly, a very sleepy and rumpled Dexter came rushing in. Russell was just behind him, pushing his hair from his face.
“Thea, what’s wrong?” Dexter’s voice was heavy with sleep.
“We better put the news on,” she said as calmly as possible. She tossed the phone to Dexter and pushed past both of them. When they joined her in the living room, she was scanning channels of news, each with some version of the same headlines.
“I guess we weren’t as cloistered as we thought.” Russell sounded angry at the intrusion into their vacation. They all paused to listen to the announcer, an embarrassed blonde woman, pointing out all the dildos and vibrators on the counter before her in the lingerie store. She was referring to them as private toys for adults. With each report they listened to, it got worse, the conjecture more outrageous. They shut off the television and all took coffee out onto the deck.
“Well, what do we do now?”
“Did you pay cash or use your credit card?” Russell asked.
“I paid in cash,” she answered, confused by his question.
“I paid cash, too. So there’s no credit card receipt to be found. We can deflect it all by saying it’s a woman who looked like you.”
“I suppose I just felt so comfortable here, I let down my guard.”
“We can’t spend the rest of our lives in fear of every purchase we make.” Dexter was trying to tease her into a better mood. They chose to stay at the house but shut the drapes tight and didn’t venture outside.
By afternoon, they were all cranky. Thea snapped on the television and scanned the news programs. They ran the gambit from the men being impotent from their time away to announcers wondering why any three people would need all those adult toys.
Thea called Alex and got the update. It was all over the news and newspapers. He felt someone had tipped off the papers to their location, only he had no idea who. They decided it had to be someone who worked in the company, probably someone who held an allegiance to Lloyd.
“How do we find out who?” Thea asked.
“We’re working on it,” Alex told her.
She had a brief conversation with Grace, who didn’t acknowledge why she was with Alex, and Thea didn’t ask. They decided to discuss this all when they returned the next day. Only Thea couldn’t wait any longer. Her idyllic days with her two kings had been overshadowed by the headlines. With a few calls, they had a private plane ready to take them back to the East Coast later in the day. They’d arrive late, very late, and she hoped it would make their arrival less newsworthy, especially since they left the original flight plan for tomorrow in place as a false lead.
They packed with great haste, reluctantly leaving the house they’d come to think of as their private retreat.
They headed from the airport directly to Thea’s family home. She knew her dad would be waiting with Michelle, and Alex and Grace would be there as well as Dexter’s parents.
Their reunion was light-hearted, but Thea didn’t feel very festive. They were given the details of what had happened while they were gone and knew, even though they couldn’t prove it, that somehow Lloyd had gotten to the press. Thankfully, not one person asked why she bought the items.
“The judge threatened him with contempt charges if he spoke to the press, so this was his next revenge. It certainly takes the spotlight away from his actions.”
“What do we do? How do we deal with him?” Everyone heard the angst in Thea’s tone.
“We don’t.” Alex’s statement was cold. “We ignore all of this, don’t give it any credence. We all have a strict no-comment policy when it comes to all of this.”
They all stayed at the house for a few days, avoiding the hordes of press.
“I can’t stay here the rest of my life,” Russell said one afternoon after being shut in for another week. “Don’t get me wrong, this is a lovely home, but it’s just a gilded prison. I won’t let Lloyd dictate my future.”
“I’m sick of it too. I want to go home, to our apartment.” Thea looked to Dexter. “What do you think?”
“I think for a while we’ll have to be very careful what we say and to whom.”
“Let’s just go home. Dad is finally starting to get close to Michelle. With us here, they won’t get any closer. I want revenge, but not this way. Come on, guys, let’s all go home, and we’ll work it out there.”
There was a general consensus among the family that their going home was the right thing to do, as long as they kept their mouths shut and were very careful what purchases they made.
Dexter commented to Thea how odd he felt walking into this old apartment. “This used to feel like a huge space. Now it just feels cloying and airless.”
“I can relate,” she told him and hugged him tight.
When any of them would venture out of the building, there were photographers waiting. Russell and Dexter went to physical therapy every day but were shadowed by the press. Thea took to going to the office, but had to take the car service instead of driving herself because of the press hounding her at every turn. Worse yet, she didn’t know who to trust outside her immediate family. They took to having family suppers at Alistair’s home a few times a week, but they all felt penned in.
Her sex life had dramatically changed. With all eyes on them constantly, Thea and Dexter had tried to settle back into a normal life. Russell was back living in his apartment alone. Thea was relieved that when she and Dexter were alone, they’d fallen back into their old relationship of man and wife. They had sex often but were both a bit more restrained, like the early days before th
e crash.
Back at home, Thea found it hard to let go of general daily responsibilities and found herself falling back into old patterns. The good side was that she and Dexter were bonding as they had in their early years of marriage. Some days were idyllic, others were fraught with media intruding on their private time. They often shared meals with Russell, but their sex life as a threesome had been put aside. None of them wanted that side of their personal lives to become public.
There were many long conversations about the inequities of Lloyd’s freedoms. That was when it struck Alex. While he didn’t give them any details, he asked them to just hang on a few more days.
The following Monday, Alex called Thea early and told her to turn on the news. She in turn called Russell and told him to come to their apartment to watch with them. It was the first time they’d been alone together as a threesome since returning from the mountains, but there was no sexual activity between them.
The headlines were different this morning. It seemed Lloyd’s skeletons were being let out of the closet. There was an interview with a woman, who remained nameless and in shadows, giving interviews about what Lloyd had told her when they were lovers. She spelled out how he planned to marry Thea and slowly take over Wainwright Industrial. According to the woman, he’d promised her a lot of money if she’d wait until his plan unfolded. By midday, Thea’s telephone was ringing. It was Lloyd.
Thea chose not to take the call. She chose not to take a call from his lawyer, either. That night, with the family gathered in her apartment, she finally took the call from Lloyd’s lawyer. He wanted to meet with all parties and work out a deal. Arrangements were made for the next day. There was a lot of speculation about what kind of deal he’d want, but none of them were ready to concede anything to Lloyd. Nobody asked and nobody offered information about the woman in the interview. Frankly, Thea didn’t want to know. Russell made a point of leaving with the rest of the company but snuck back later using the stairs instead of the elevator.
The three of them sat on the living room sofa, Dexter, Thea, and Russell all lined up, waiting for what? Thea finally pointed out to the men that they were letting Lloyd win by continuing to let him intimidate them. She offered to sleep in bed with both men. Not for sex, just sleep. She left the men to decide and within minutes was joined by them both. As they had done on vacation, she scooted naked to the center, and the men each took a side after dropping their clothing on the floor. She pulled Russell to spoon against her front and dropped her arm over him. He grasped her hand and held tight. Dexter spooned up behind her, dropping his arm over her waist. At first, she thought they might find a sexual moment, but she faded into a deep sleep quickly, holding tight to her kings. The next morning, Russell was gone when she woke but appeared at their door when it was time to head to the meeting.