Catering to Three

by Kalissa Alexander

  “Whoa, there,” Julie said. “You are excited.”

  “I know this is your day off, and God knows, you deserve it, but do you think you might be able to come over later and we could talk about what has to be done and how we’ll divide the new clients?”

  “Of course. I’ll be over later this afternoon.”

  “Good. I’ll see you then. Gotta go, the phones are ringing,” Kelly ended happily.

  Julie was ecstatic. Noah’s party had opened doors just the way she had hoped it would. She knew his endorsement and the party’s success, along with introducing her into his social circle, had put them in line to go from a profitable catering company to one that could put them in another tax bracket. She owed him a lot. She owed all three of them a lot. However, maybe last night was all they wanted from her.

  Had Noah seen her as nothing more than a challenge to be undertaken and won? Were Keith and Mark just along for the ride? And it had been quite a ride, she thought to herself, feeling warmth creep into her cheeks. Noah was obviously the Alpha male and a master at getting what he wanted. She had heard him on the phone with authors and agents when important calls had interrupted their meetings. She had admired how he had known exactly the right things to say to diffuse tension and convince the person on the other end of the conversation that everything was going as planned and to trust him.

  What had happened to her was as far removed from her past as anything could be. She was a mass of conflicting emotions. She caught her reflection in the hall mirror. She couldn’t ignore the fact that for the first time in her life, she had experienced sexual fulfillment. She hadn’t felt used or that her feelings hadn’t mattered. She had felt wanted and loved. Although she knew it wasn’t real love, it had felt so right. If last night had been a very well-thought-out plan of seduction, she shivered in anticipation of what they had planned for her next.

  Chapter Thirteen

  A few months had passed since Noah’s dinner party. Their client list continued to grow. The surge of new business as a result had not dwindled as she thought it might. It appeared to have stabilized as the clients and events kept rolling in. The new store had been completed and they had hired a much-needed manager. And contrary to what she had thought when she had left Noah’s mansion the morning after, he, along with Mark and Keith, had no intention of not seeing her again. Life was good and she was happier than she could have thought possible.

  With their ever-increasing book of clients, along with the three men that were every bit as demanding, she found she had barely enough time for sleep. However, she wasn’t complaining about that either. This morning Kelly had scheduled their weekly meeting for first thing so as not to interfere with the day that promised to be a busy one.

  Julie walked into the large kitchen to see that Kelly was busy preparing for the day ahead. She never ceased to amaze Julie. She was so organized and efficient when she was in the kitchen.

  Seeing her, Kelly stopped pouring the batter for the muffins and went to the sink to wash her hands. “Hey.”

  Julie could tell by the set of her friend’s jaw that she wasn’t in the mood for a lot chitchat and this would be a short meeting.

  Kelly walked over to the large table and pulled out her laptop from her briefcase. Placing it on the smooth surface, she looked up at Julie with a nervous smile. Julie finished pouring herself a much-needed cup of coffee, wondering why Kelly seemed so awkward this morning.

  “I want to start by saying,” Kelly began, “that I think you’ve more than proven yourself as a great administrator who really does have the forethought to keep this business moving forward.”

  Julie sat down across the table from Kelly and took a sip of the steaming liquid. Why, she wondered, was Kelly beginning the meeting on such a formal note? Something was definitely underfoot here.

  “Thank you, but I think we’re both good administrators.”

  “That may be, but I’ve been thinking about making a change in how we do things that I want to run by you.”

  Julie placed her cup down. “Of course, but this sounds serious.”

  “There’s nothing wrong. In fact, everything is more than right. I just think it’s time that we addressed the fact that our business continues to increase by leaps and bounds and there could be a better way of doing things.”

  “Okay. I thought that’s why we hired a manager. But I’m listening,” Julie said. “You know I’m always open to doing things better.”

  “I would really like to spend my time doing what I do best, and that’s working with the kitchen staff to make sure the quality of our offerings continues to be up to standard. With so many new clients, I can already see how easy it can be to cut corners, and that’s not what we want.”

  “What are you suggesting?”

  “I think I should handle the back end of the business and you should handle the front end of the business. And if my instincts are correct, I think it’s what you want, too. Am I right?”

  Kelly had put into words what she had been bouncing around in her head. However, Kelly had started this business, and she was glad that she was the one to suggest it. She nodded her head and smiled. “It makes perfect sense. I was thinking the same thing.”

  Kelly laughed. “Thank God. I didn’t want to insult you by making you feel you weren’t wanted or needed in the kitchen, but then, I thought, this is Julie. She’ll tell me if she thinks I’m crazy.”

  This was a huge step for Kelly to give up so much control, but it made perfect business sense.

  “I would think we’d have to discuss James’s role and how it will change.”

  “You are happy with James, aren’t you? I mean, he’s working out all right?” Kelly asked. “I see him as an integral part of making these changes work.

  “He’s fantastic. I’m in awe of how quickly he has learned our book of business and endeared himself to our clients. He’s got a great way about him. I’m so glad you recommended him.”

  “Me, too,” Kelly said happily. “And although I’m backing away from client meetings, I know that you have a flair for creating new recipes, too. So I’m not suggesting that you give that up. And I’ll be there when you need me to speak with clients. I just think we need to concentrate our efforts. You’re good at creating proposals and knowing what the clients want. It’s obvious from the feedback we’ve received that you’re the reason why we have so many new clients.”

  “Thank you, but I can’t take all the credit. We’re a team and one without the other just doesn’t work. Although I have to admit, I do enjoy marketing and account management. James likes to keep his hands in the kitchen, too, but his strength is event follow-up. He has a knack for keeping our events organized, and his attention to detail has proven to be more of an asset than even I had thought possible.”

  “I’m so glad you feel that way. I just think we should both be doing what we do best and with his support, it should work.”

  “Let’s pencil in another meeting this week with James so we can work out the details.”

  “I’ll send you an e-mail,” Kelly said with what seemed a sigh of relief.

  “And now you’ll be able to devote more of your time to baking those large tiered cakes—something I know you love doing.”

  Kelly’s cakes were not only delicious but works of art. Julie knew they could be a big seller, and now Kelly would have the time to make that happen. And, if she were truthful, not having Kelly looking over her shoulder would also give her more alone time with Mark and Keith. She knew it was selfish and unprofessional, but she couldn’t help that she couldn’t get enough of their company or Noah’s. Never had she felt such a need to lose herself completely in the pleasure of a man’s company like she did with them.

  She was meeting with Mark that very afternoon and she couldn’t wait. She called him to let him know she’d be meeting with him without Kelly or James. If the happy surprise in his voice was any indication, he was looking forward to seeing her alone, too.

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* * *

  Julie and Mark had finished going over his recommendations for several upcoming events when he got up from his chair to draw the blinds before he walked to his office door and locked it. Julie watched with anticipation from her chair.

  “Bend over my desk,” he ordered.

  She bent over in a most unladylike way to reveal her naked ass and pussy that she knew would please him.

  “Is that beautiful cunt wet for me, Julie?”

  “Yes,” she had said, looking straight ahead.

  She heard his pants unzip and fall to the floor. She wanted to turn to admire his cock that she knew was already hard and huge, but she also knew how much he liked her natural submissiveness when they were having sex. His cock rubbed against her ass before he lubed it and slid it into her pussy. He began fucking her with firm, even strokes. She held on to the desk for support as he fucked her harder and harder until they both were moaning.

  With a final grunt, he filled her pussy with reams of his cum. She let herself go completely as she climaxed hard. When his cock slipped from inside her, she turned and kneeled in front of him. She took him in her mouth and milked his cock, sucking out the remainder of his cum. When she had finished, she pulled out the Handi Wipes she always carried with her along with a spritz of perfume spray. He watched her silently clean herself before she stood up and pulled down her dress.

  “Did I please you?” she asked, casting her eyes downward.

  He tilted her head upward. “You are all a man could want. Did my sweet slut enjoy having me use her in my office?”

  “Yes, she did.”

  Mark groaned and drew her into his arms. “Oh, Julie, what have you done to me? All I can think about is you.”

  Julie’s heart sang. She couldn’t believe how happy those words made her. The only thing that made her happier was when she was giving pleasure to all three men.

  Mark gently released her as he pulled his underwear and pants back on, tucking in his shirt. To the innocent observer, they now looked perfectly normal. His staff would never suspect when she left his office that she had just been fucked by their boss and had drank his cum like her favorite milkshake. It was so naughty and so erotic.

  Being with him like this was wonderful, but there was nothing as climactic as being fucked by all three of them at the same time. She was always amazed by how they each complimented the other in their desire to take her to orgasm. And so far, their insatiable appetites for her body had given her confidence that she more than pleased them.

  As if reading her mind, Mark said, “Noah and Keith are both home tonight. I’m supposed to find out if you’re free.”

  “I’m always free.” She giggled.

  “You know what I mean,” Mark said, playfully spanking her behind through her dress.

  “Yes, I can meet you all tonight. What time?”

  “Noah has a business dinner,” he said with a frown.

  “An unpleasant one,” Julie said, “by the look on your face.”

  “You could say that. Someone he used to know. Nothing for you to worry about. He said he should be home by nine o’clock.”

  “I have a breakfast meeting, but since I have a change of clothes at your place, that shouldn’t be a problem.”

  “You mean changes of clothes.” Mark laughed. “More like a full wardrobe. You know we consider that bedroom to belong to you.”

  Julie smiled. “A girl likes to be prepared.”

  “Come here,” Mark ordered.

  Mark held out his arms as she melted into him once again. His lips caught hers in a long, warm kiss that lasted for a full minute. When he drew back, his eyes remained locked with hers. “You’re the most beautiful and seductive creature I’ve ever had the pleasure of impaling with the monster.”

  Mark had gotten in the habit of calling his cock “the monster.” It was funny because he wasn’t all that much longer than Noah or Keith. However, he was thicker, and an inch here and there did make a difference. The first time he had taken her in the ass, he had been more nervous than she was—he had been so afraid of hurting her. That was when the monster had officially been named. His gentleness had made her embrace him even more. She wanted him to see that she wasn’t afraid of him and how much pleasure he brought her.

  When Julie was finally allowed to leave Mark’s office, she called James, giving him the details of the meeting, well most of them anyway.

  The remainder of the day went fast between meetings with new clients and working with James on the finishing details for the upcoming weekend. Her last meeting at a client’s home wasn’t far from her apartment, so she opted to go there instead of back to the store to write up the proposals that she would go over with James the next day. However, she had told James that their meeting would have to wait until after her early-morning meeting with Mrs. Benoit, a very wealthy, very nervous mother of the bride.

  They were working together on the engagement party. It was going to be epic. The guest list was running into the hundreds with many high-profile guests including senators and movie stars. Mrs. Benoit required a lot of hand-holding, and Julie was ready to do just that even if it meant meeting with her for an early breakfast when she’d much rather be making breakfast for her men.

  With the final proposal written, Julie shut her laptop and went into her bedroom where she removed her clothes. She wanted to take a nice long soak in the tub before she took a nap. The evening ahead, if it was like their usual nights together, would not end early.

  There were times, like now, when Julie still couldn’t believe she was sleeping with three men. She couldn’t be sure they weren’t sleeping with other women, but if she were to judge from the frequency of their demands, they didn’t have much time to be with anyone else. She certainly had no desire to be with anyone but them. They were all she could think about, all she desired.

  She stepped out of the tub and walked naked into her bedroom. She let her body air dry. She ran her hands over breasts. Her nipples jumped to attention. Pulling the nipple clamps that Noah had given her from the drawer, she attached them to her hard nubs. Ever since she had begun wearing them, her nipples had become ultra-sensitive. He had even given her a clit clamp that she had found to be extremely stimulating. It had a little bell on it that they loved ringing. She spread her legs and pulled her puffy clit down and attached the clamp onto the hood. She dripped with anticipation.

  However, she knew better than to make herself come. Noah had been very insistent that she not come by herself when she knew she was going to be with them. She hadn’t told them, but she never came by herself anymore. She only wanted to come for them. Feeling extremely sexy and wanton, she lay down on the bed with her legs spread open and dreamed of their hands caressing her body.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Noah entered the restaurant with trepidation. It had been years since he had laid eyes on his ex-wife, and he liked it that way. Deanna had been one of the first writers he had contracted with, and her stories of romantic love had been well crafted. However, unlike many authors of romance, she had nothing in common with what she put down on paper. He learned too late that she was as cold and hard as a piece of flint. She had totally convinced him that he was the love of her life, and being young and stupid, he had believed every word she told him.

  He probably shouldn’t have been surprised that she called him after all this time. He had heard through the grapevine that the New York publisher had dropped her. He knew he should have said no to dinner, but there was still a part of him that couldn’t forget she had once been an important part of his life. He had reluctantly agreed against his better judgment.

  She was waiting for him with a drink in her hand. She looked up as he approached. Her smile was every bit as devastating as it had been the day he had met her. He noticed her hair was shorter, and her eyes, which had once been luminous, were overly made up and looked tired. She was still a beautiful woman.

  “Noah,” she said breathlessly. “I’m so glad you agree
d to have dinner with me even if you did insist on an early one. I would have been so disappointed if you had been too busy for me.”

  “Hello, Deanna. I see you already have a drink.”

  “Well, after the last time we saw each other, I needed a little moral support, and a bourbon and Coke has always been my drink of choice.”

  “I remember.”

  “Do you? That’s nice. I remember lots of things, things that might not be proper dinner conversation,” she said, lowering her voice and upper body so he could view her ample cleavage.

  He sat down as the waiter approached. He ordered himself a drink, and Deanna ordered another for herself. He watched her tip her glass. Maybe she really was nervous about meeting with him. Although, knowing her the way he did now, it could all be just an act.

  When the waiter returned, they ordered their meal. Noah waited silently for her to speak. He wasn’t about to make this easy for her. She had called him because she obviously wanted something. The ball was in her court.

  “I made a big mistake when I left you, Noah. I know that now. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but if you can see your way to at least consider what I’m about to propose, you might find it will more than benefit the both of us.”

  “I’m not inclined to go into business with you again. I’m sure you understand why.”

  “I do. Believe me, I do. It’s just that when I left you, I hadn’t realized how much your support meant to me. The other publisher was good, but he had a no idea what really made me tick. Somewhere along the line, my creative juices just dried up. It took me a while to figure it out, but when I did, I knew I had no choice but to call you.”

  “Really? Was that before or after your publisher dropped you?”

  “Let’s not split hairs,” she said quickly. “The fact is without you, I can’t write the way I used to. We were a team, and I got too big for my britches along with some other issues. I was wrong. You were right about everything. I was out of control, and I just continued to spiral downward until I hit bottom. I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate you the way I should have. I still love you. I always have. I just lost sight of reality, and I’ve paid for it, Noah.”