Friends Wanting Benefits

by Young, Luke

Slipping a hand into the leg hole of his boxer briefs, she wrapped her fingers around his growing cock.

  He moaned and gasped for breath as his eyelids slowly drifted closed. “Oh…”

  “Who are you working for?” She snarled as she massaged his penis.

  “What?” He asked breathlessly.

  “Who are you working for?” She wrapped her fingers around his balls.

  “You’ll… oh… you’ll… never get it out of me,” he struggled to say.

  “You don’t think so?” Rising to her feet, she grabbed his neck. “Legs together!”

  He moved his legs together. She rose up on her tiptoes, pressed her lips to his ear and whispered, “Oh, I’ll get it out of you. Just watch me.”

  Sliding her fingers into the waistband of his shorts and boxers, she ripped them both down in one motion.

  “Spread ‘em again.”

  He lifted one foot up to free it from the shorts and underwear then moved his legs apart.

  She whispered again in his ear, “When I’m done with you, you’re going to tell me everything I need to know.”

  “Never.”

  She lifted his T-shirt up and placed her lips against his back and nibbled on his skin with her teeth. He groaned. Placing her hands on his hips, she moved down trailing kisses along his spine as she made her way to his right thigh.

  She sat down on the carpet then turned with her back to the sliding door, ducking her head down to maneuver under his spread legs and hanging male parts.

  She gazed up to his full erection as it pointed directly at the glass. Breathlessly, he watched as she took hold of his shaft and directed it at a downward angle. Suddenly she covered him with her mouth and he gasped, pressing his face against the glass as he struggled to breathe. “Oh, fuck… Victoria.”

  She purred with delight as she moved her lips over him at a fever pitch. He groaned loudly and she wrapped her free hand around his balls and tugged down on them gently.

  “Oh, God… yes… yes…” he muttered softly.

  Moving his feet back a half step, he bent over at a steeper angle. She wrapped her hands around his ass and held on tight as she moved her neck back and forth running her lips over him.

  “Oh… oh… oh…” he cried out while his body trembled and his cock throbbed in her warm, wet mouth.

  She sucked him hard and that pushed him over the edge. He climaxed with a thunderous spasm and she gagged momentarily and pulled her lips from him and began tonguing his balls. While she eagerly pleasured the twins, he panted with his face smashed up against the glass and his knees buckling.

  Carefully, she slid away from him and wiped her lips. After she removed the cuffs, he lifted her off the floor and deposited her on the bed. He pulled the skirt off her hips and returned the favor, rewarding her with a mind-blowing orgasm.

  Afterward she curled up on his shoulder.

  He said, “That was so amazing.”

  “I know, right?”

  “Yeah, I especially liked when you called me pretty boy.”

  “I just came up with that on the fly.”

  “Well, that was awesome.”

  After taking a deep breath, she ran her fingers through the hair on his chest as she recounted her adventures with the captain that day.

  17

  Captain Waterbrook visited with the three featured authors in the VIP dressing room right after the book signing. Jillian Grayson, Theresa Wade, and Gloria White were working with members of the cruise entertainment staff to pack up their remaining books.

  “I’m sorry to bother you, but I wanted to inform you personally,” the captain began. “I know we’ve been keeping you up to date on our investigation, but I have some unfortunate news.”

  Jillian listened closely without taking a breath.

  “We’ve suspended the investigation.”

  “Oh my God,” Jillian announced excitedly. Upon receiving odd looks from everyone, she repeated in a somber tone, “Oh my God, so you’re unable to find the person responsible… That’s horrible.”

  The captain sighed. “Sadly, yes.”

  “We received some expert help today and it didn’t take us long to realize that with the images at our disposal we were conducting a fruitless search.”

  Gloria asked, “So what now?”

  “Well, short of a new witness coming forward or some new lead, we’re going to be forced to drop it.”

  The three authors shared concerned looks. One author in particular was pretending.

  “I want you all to know that we’ve increased security patrols in all common areas and we’re doing everything we can to prevent such an attack from reoccurring.”

  “I know you are, Captain,” Jillian said.

  “And I’d like to invite all of you to dine at my table tonight.”

  “I’d love too. Thank you.” Jillian smiled.

  “Yes, that would be lovely,” Theresa replied.

  “Wonderful,” Gloria said.

  “It’s in the main dining room at eight. I look forward to seeing you there.”

  Ten minutes later Jillian knocked on Victoria’s cabin door. With no do-not-disturb in the key slot she figured she wouldn’t be intruding on anything important. Ethan opened the door wearing nothing except a pair of gym shorts. “Oh, hey, Jillian.”

  Victoria appeared behind him wearing a short silky pink robe, smiling. “Come in.”

  “Sorry, am I interrupting anything?” Jillian cringed.

  “No. No, we’re done.” Victoria flashed Ethan a sexy smirk.

  Chuckling, Jillian stepped into the cabin as Ethan and Victoria sat down on the bed.

  “I’m not sure I would say that,” Ethan said.

  “Let’s just say we’re taking a break.”

  Jillian rolled her eyes, chuckling. “The captain told me they’re dropping the investigation.”

  “I know,” Victoria replied casually.

  “How do you know?”

  “I had a little conversation with him.”

  “You did?”

  Ethan rose to his feet and headed toward the bathroom. “Agent Wilde, I think I’m going to take a shower.”

  “Okay, babe.”

  “Agent Wilde?” Jillian narrowed her eyes.

  “That’s me.”

  “What? So why are they dropping it? Did he tell you?”

  “Tell me…” She scoffed. “I’m the reason he’s dropping it.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “For some reason he thinks I’m with the F.B.I.”

  “Why does he think that?”

  “Um, well, I told him I was.” Victoria smiled. “They gave me full access to their computer system and all the security footage, and after I ran everything they had through the computers back at headquarters I assured them that there was no way they could find the suspect with the images they have.”

  “What headquarters? What are you talking about?”

  “Don’t worry. All you need to know is that you can relax now. They are no longer wasting the staff’s time pouring over the security tapes.”

  Jillian shook her head, confused. “Wait a second, he gave you access to everything?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “Didn’t he ask you to show him some identification or credentials or anything?”

  “He did.” Victoria folded her arms.

  “So, how did you—”

  “I showed him something else,” she interrupted wearing a smug expression.

  What did you show him?”

  “Well, a better question might be— what didn’t I show him.”

  “I don’t understand.” Jillian shook her head, confused.

  “First I gave him the Sharon Stone Basic Instinct treatment.”

  “Oh…”

  “But the situation called for more.”

  “More?”

  “Yeah, then I…” Victoria made quote marks with her fingers, “… dropped my purse and when I bent over the chair to get it, he may have gotten
a look at everything and he was only about four feet away.”

  “Wow.”

  “Yeah, after that he was mine. He probably would have let me steer the ship if I’d asked.”

  “You’re unbelievable.”

  “I am.”

  “That’s just amazing.” Jillian scoffed.

  “Women don’t fully realize the power they possess. Let me see… How do I put this delicately?” Victoria took a moment to craft her words. “With great… pussy comes great responsibility.”

  “What?” Jillian chuckled. “Wait, isn’t that from Spiderman?”

  “Well, yeah, but I don’t think Uncle Ben used the word pussy.”

  “Obviously not. So what are you saying?”

  “I mean, by harnessing the power of your, let’s call it, womanhood, women can accomplish great things.”

  “Like?”

  “Like, um, getting out of speeding tickets, escaping from jury duty and sometimes convincing a captain of a major ocean liner you’re an F.B.I. agent in order to derail a criminal investigation.”

  “Wow.” Jillian gazed out to the ocean through the balcony door.

  “Yeah.” Victoria nodded. “You really should embrace the power of your own pussy.”

  “I never thought about it that way.”

  “You know God gave women a special gift. Whether you are super-model thin, normal or even overweight— naked and bent over at just the right angle the female form can change the world.”

  “I believe you, but…” Something caught Jillian’s eye and she headed for the sliding door. “What’s this?”

  “What?”

  Giggling, Jillian took hold of one end of the handcuff while the other was still attached to the door handle.

  “Oh, not only did I play an agent out there, I also played one in here.” She flashed Jillian a naughty smile.

  “Oh, yeah.”

  “And um, Ethan was a suspected terrorist.”

  “Really?”

  “But I broke him.”

  “I’ll bet you did.”

  They shared a laugh.

  “It was fun.” Victoria smiled. “Do you guys ever role play?”

  “Oh, yeah sure.”

  “What kinds of things do you guys do? Inmate/wardens wife… student/teacher… Husband/babysitter what?”

  “No, none of those.” Frowning, Jillian shook her head. “Basically he plays a drunk, lazy, ungrateful jerk and I’m the lonely, workaholic, moody bitch.”

  Victoria scowled. “Well, that doesn’t sound like fun.”

  “It’s not. As I said we pretty much never have sex.”

  “Why don’t you try to utilize the power of your pussy?”

  “Maybe I will.” Jillian snorted out a laugh.

  “No, I’m serious. Lose your underwear, put on a short skirt and bend over something.”

  “I don’t have a short skirt with me.”

  “Borrow mine.”

  “No, I couldn’t.” Jillian shook her head.

  “Borrow it, but you have to make sure you’re bent over at the right angle for maximum effect.”

  “Okay, maybe I’ll try.” Jillian smiled.

  “But be careful because there aren’t too many bad angles, but if you happen to hit one of them they are boner killers.”

  “Really?” Jillian frowned. “Geez, now I’m worried I’ll screw it up.”

  “Just try one out here…” Victoria shrugged, “… and I’ll tell you if you’re doing it right.”

  “What?” Jillian gave her a look.

  “Put on the short skirt, bend over and let’s run through it.”

  “I couldn’t.”

  “A few days ago we were on a nude beach together.”

  “Yeah, you’re right, but—”

  “Just do it,” Victoria whined.

  “Okay. Okay.”

  Victoria rose to her feet, picked up the skirt and handed it to her. “Here you go.”

  After kicking off her shoes, Jillian pulled down her shorts and grabbed the skirt. Looking at Jillian’s plain white ginormous panties, Victoria widened her eyes. “Oh, wow…”

  “What?” Jillian crossed her feet self-consciously.

  “Well, no offense…” Victoria frowned, “… but please tell me those are your period panties.”

  “What? No, they aren’t.”

  “Okay then tell me that’s the lone pair of granny panties in your underwear drawer.”

  “What’s wrong with these?” Jillian looked at her, insulted.

  “Honey, I almost don’t blame George for not hopping on you if that’s what you’re wearing.”

  “I do have them in black,” she said timidly.

  Victoria closed her eyes and sighed.

  “What?”

  “Jillian, you have such an adorable frame, but you need to show it off more. No one says you’ve got to thong it up all the time, but it wouldn’t kill you to throw on a pair of boy shorts, or a string bikini or maybe even a cheeky tanga— one of my favorites.”

  “Okay, maybe it has been a while since I’ve bought anything at a Victoria’s Secret.” Jillian shrugged.

  Victoria frowned. “Yeah, I would relegate those beauties for your heavy flow days.”

  Jillian pulled the tiny black skirt over her thighs, reached under it to pull down her panties. She removed the panties then zipped up the skirt. “Now what?”

  Victoria looked around the room. “What’s your cabin like?”

  “It looks a lot like this. The bed is here and we have the same sofa.”

  “Okay, um… The bed will probably work. You’ll need to get on your hands and knees and reach, um… I got it.” Victoria’s eyes brightened as she grabbed one of Ethan’s ties and placed it on the mattress near the headboard. “So you’ll be in the skirt and getting dressed for dinner and you say, ‘George why don’t you wear this tie?’ You climb on the bed, reach for it and give him the view of his life. You do it right and his shorts will suddenly be a bit too crowded.”

  “Okay.” Jillian smiled.

  “Try it.” Victoria stepped back and folded her arms.

  After climbing on the bed, Jillian lifted her rear end up high while pressing her face to the mattress. All her lady parts were clearly visible.

  “Uhhhhh, yeah, no…” Victoria shook her head. “You don’t want him thinking you’re praying to Allah.”

  “Sorry.” She lifted her upper body off the mattress and struck a sexy pose.

  “That’s better.”

  “Now, lift your butt up just a little more.”

  Jillian followed her command.

  “Perfect.” Victoria smiled then she narrowed her eyes, concerned. “But hold on a second I—”

  “I think I just went from south to southwest.” Raising his eyebrows suggestively, Ethan smiled. He stood there wearing nothing but a towel.

  Dropping her rear end down to her ankles, Jillian craned her neck to look at Ethan.

  “You see,” Victoria said. “What’d I tell you? Even he’s getting wood and he’s not really looking.”

  “That’s right, because I only have eyes for you, babe.” Ethan shot Victoria a sexy grin then returned his attention to Jillian’s rear end. “Cute butt, Jillian.”

  “Thanks.”

  “But wait.” Victoria scowled. “Jillian lift up again please.”

  Jillian rose up again and the skirt went with it, re-exposing all her parts. Victoria stepped closer and audibly sucked some air through her teeth. “I’m right… I thought I saw a slight issue.”

  “What?”

  “You might want to think about trimming the foliage back there.”

  “What do you mean?” Jillian replied, insulted.

  “You know, you could use a little trim back there. You don’t want to turn what should be an erotic experience into a safari.”

  “A safari?”

  Ethan walked over carrying a bundle of clothing. He stopped and looked closely at Victoria’s concern. “Oh, she looks fi
ne.”

  “She’s not fine.” Victoria sighed. “You don’t want George’s view getting compromised.”

  “Compromised?” Ethan chuckled as he made his way back to the bathroom.

  “Sorry, I’m still in F.B.I. mode.”

  Cringing, Jillian rolled over on the mattress and groaned. “Oh, I can’t do this. I can write sexy, but I can’t be sexy. It just doesn’t work for me.”

  Victoria sat down on the bed next to her. “Sexy is all in your mind. Some people need more help than others, but believe me you don’t need much help. Right, Ethan?”

  Poking his head out of the bathroom, Ethan asked, “What?”

  “She’s sexy isn’t she?”

  He scoffed. “Yeah, I think I already shot… twice.”

  Closing her eyes, Jillian chuckled.

  “You see?” Victoria widened her eyes. “As Austin Powers says, ‘you’re a sexy bitch!’”

  Jillian sat up, sighed then grumbled. “Okay, I’ll trim things and give it a shot.”

  “Well, nobody wants to have sex with someone with that attitude.” Victoria frowned.

  “Sorry.” Jillian put on a smile. “I’ll make it perfect and when I bend over he won’t know what hit him.”

  “Now that’s it.”

  18

  A few hours later, Jillian had shaved all her critical areas without nicking herself once and was dressed in the short skirt and a tight blouse with her granny panties tucked safely away in the drawer. George sat on the sofa, wearing only a T-shirt, boxer shorts and dark socks, flipping through channels on the television.

  Jillian emerged from the bathroom with her pulse quickened with anticipation.

  Moving to the closet, she grabbed a necktie and held it behind her back as she sat down on the bed. His eyes remained glued to the screen. Nonchalantly, she extended her arm back and placed her prop down where Victoria had instructed. She rose to her feet and glanced to her preoccupied husband as she made her way back to the closet and announced, “I think you should wear your dark blue suit tonight.”

  He grunted in disinterested approval.

  She handed him his pants and a shirt and sat down on the bed. “Why don’t you get dressed and I’ll see if our outfits look good together.”

  “Uh-huh.” After rising to his feet, he pulled on his pants, buttoned them then slipped on the dress shirt and started to button it.