by Mia Ford
“I’ll bet.” Cecile had been working for us for a month now. We’d fooled around together and separately with her, both of us tasting her sweet pussy and mouth. I assumed that she’d slept with Brent since I wasn’t always here but it didn’t matter. She just fucked me and she felt fucking amazing. In time., things would only heat up. I would have another threesome with my twin, hotter than any of the others.
I had no interest in a serious relationship, still sleeping with other women on the weekends if I was out partying. We were the owners of a successful company but turned twenty-two six months after Dad left us. It was a bittersweet celebration at our favorite restaurant in New York with our family. In a past life, we might be on a beach somewhere warm and tropical with some local women.
Cecile was the one thing that kept us sane and responsible. The times that I had her lips around my cock as I fucked her mouth, or lapped away at her pussy grounded me.
It was after that morning tea, when I walked in and saw her bent over the couch with my brother thrusting inside of her. I knew that they were doing something, since there was no sign of her outside and the door was locked. I opened the door quickly, locked it again as I watched them. Her body was jerking forward as she cried out softly, her head at the end of the couch.
I walked around, seeing her lips parted as Brent fucked her hard and fast. We’d not approached the idea of a threesome yet, but I felt my cock harden as I looked down at her. Cecile seemed to sense my presence and her eyes opened as she stared up at me with a dazed gaze.
I looked at her and then my brother behind her, seeing him spread her legs open to take her harder as he nodded at me. I dropped my pants and my cock sprung forward as I cupped her face in my hands. She moaned before I slipped between her lips, feeling her mouth wrap around me as I closed my eyes. I felt the impact of Brent against her ass, pushing her forward as I slipped into the back of her throat.
It felt fucking good.
I could feel my release building before Brent cried out her name and stilled, just as she sucked me deep in her throat and whimpered. I opened my eyes and watched as she shook against Brent before I shot my seed deep into her throat.
After she had some time to recover, I slipped a condom on and dropped her on her back on the couch. Her nipples were red from teeth and I pushed her legs up, resting her feet on my shoulders before I slipped inside of her. Cecile rocked against me as I took her repeatedly, moving faster as Brent watched us from the window, where he stood with his pants on and his eyes dark with hunger.
CHAPTER 7
Brent
I was fresh from fucking Cecile when Brandon moved her to her back, plunging inside of her. He’d already come in her mouth just after she and I had come seconds apart. I watched her body rock with him, hungry for sex. She was the perfect woman for us and I ran a hand through my hair as I watched them fucking. I knew that we’d both had her individually at this point, a fact that didn’t matter as I watched them right now. She loved this. Cecile had signed onto this and was taking our cocks like a pro.
I couldn’t thank my brother enough for this idea. I watched as she trembled beneath him before stumbling into the bathroom to clean up, staring at my bloodshot eyes in the mirror for a long moment. It was still mid-morning and we had plenty of time left to get some real work done. It worked out that all three of us enjoyed working some nights and we took the time to be alone in the building once a week or so.
Mom bought it, knowing how much Dad worked. What he did here at night was a far cry from what Brandon and I were doing, but she didn’t have to know that. We seemed to want to fuck Cecile more than working anyway, and it just got hotter. Once we were both with her, it came naturally to all of us and she happily took one of us in her mouth while the other one filled her pussy each and every time.
When she told me to fuck her in the ass one night, I felt myself thicken as I looked at my brother. He tossed me some lube as he and Cecile moved together on the couch, buried deep inside of her pussy as I stroked my cock with the lube. I slipped her cheeks apart, teasing her with my finger as I had before and hearing her groan as the tip slipped inside of her.
Cecile was perfect.
I eased her tight entrance open and prepped her before I slipped my cock inside of her. Brandon and I both paused, pinning her between us for a moment to let her adjust. I slipped my free hand around to cup her breast, stroking her nipple as she let out a soft groan. I heard her begin to beg in a wavering voice as Brandon moved first and then me, taking her with a rhythm that made my cock so hard as she enveloped both of us with her body.
It was perfect as we moved in sync, filling her as she rocked with us. I knew that none of us would last long, pinching her tight nipple as she whimpered and arched her back as much as she could against me. Within a few more thrusts, I was filling her ass as she jerked and clutched Brandon’s chest. I knew that she was coming as well and he was the last one as he stilled before thrusting inside of her roughly once or twice more.
We both pulled put slowly, as I fell back against the couch and she dropped over his body. I took several deep breaths as I closed my eyes, thankful for the empty office. We tried to reserve the more hardcore sex for those times but sometimes it was too easy to give in to her hot little body.
I could tell that the office was buzzing every time that one of us walked through the halls. I hoped that they hadn’t put the pieces together but Cecile spent a lot of time in the office and we had reputations. There was still chatter in the papers about our womanizing, but it seemed to lessen now that we had such a sweet deal at work. There was still the occasional weekend at the bar and the easy women but we spent a lot of time at home with the family as well. Mom was bouncing back slowly, spending time with friends and even planning an Alaskan cruise with them. It was during Ashley’s break and she asked if our sister wanted to join her.
They both packed for their early September trip. Ashley went to a private school and her time off varied from the public schools in the area. It didn’t hurt that she was a gifted student and could make up the week that she was taking on her own accord without any issues.
We took them to the airport, kissing them goodbye on that Saturday morning before we walked back to the car. We planned on picking Cecile up and heading over to the house in The Hamptons for a night and part of tomorrow. It was a bold move going out with her in public but well worth the risk as she walked out of the building with some luggage and sunglasses over her beautiful eyes. Cecile slipped into the back seat with the tinted windows and shook her hair out as she leaned forward for a kiss from each of us. I grinned and pulled out into traffic to head to the gorgeous mansion, looking forward to the time away from the city. We knew people there but the weekend was going to be a quiet one and we’d stay inside, going out to get food and keeping everything low key.
Cecile gasped as we pulled into the four-car garage, leaning forward as she touched Brandon’s arm. “This is beautiful.”
The spacious brick home was one of the most beautiful homes on this stretch of beach, and it was at the end. We had a lot of privacy here. I got out, followed by the other two and we managed to get the luggage into one of the large bedrooms before we gave her a tour. The house had ten bedrooms and five bathrooms, even though we only planned to use one of each this weekend. The kitchen was ready for cooking and stocked by staff every time we were coming down.
Dad had a grill in the back by the pool as well as anything we could need in the chef’s kitchen, so there was no reason to leave the house at all. I understood that being seen with Cecile could be risky, once it was leaked that she was our assistant. Brandon had caught wind of some of the speculation around the building, causing us to tone it down for some while we were working.
Here, we didn’t have to do that. Cecile dropped her dress right in front of us to slip on a tiny green bikini as I watched her intently. That ass called to me now and she tossed us a look over her shoulder before telling us to get ready for the pool.
Brandon chuckled as he dressed in his board shorts first before heading outside. The backyard was private enough, but he checked around before Cecile came out in large sunglasses. Brandon got started on some drinks in the blender as she slipped into the water, and I watched her nipples react to the cool water. I twitched and stepped into the pool myself, swimming over to her as she sat on the wide step and smiled at me. “What are you doing?” She teased me as I nudged the top aside to take a nipple into my mouth. I slipped a hand between her legs, stroking the material of the suit before slipping my fingers underneath.
The water was cool but she was slick with need as I pumped two fingers inside of her. Cecile dropped her head back as Brandon brought us each a drink, taking in the action with an amused expression. “You couldn’t wait, could you?” He made a reprimanding noise as Cecile groaned and looked into his face. He sat beside her, his legs in the water as he played with her free nipple leisurely for a moment. Cecile was ready to blow and he leaned down to kiss her as she started to jerk against my hand as I thumbed her needy clit. She groaned against his tongue as her release rocked through her body and over my hand for a fleeting second before it disappeared into the water of the pool. Brandon continued to kiss her slowly as she recovered, offering her a drink as she pulled away.
We all swam around for a bit to cool off after the drive before resting on chaise lounges that were scattered along the edge. Cecile chose something in the shade to protect her pale skin while we took the full brunt of the sun. I missed Dad and the family as I let the peace take me over, but I needed this. I hoped that Mom and Ash were doing the same on their trip.
After a couple of hours of dozing, Brandon stretched as Cecile watched him closely. “I am going to see about making something to eat.” His voice was husky and I watched as they shared a glance before he strolled into the living room before smiling at me.
“Do you like it here?” I asked her as she nodded lazily.
“I can see you boys growing up here, playing on the beach,” she mused as I laughed.
“Every fucking second was spent out there. Mom always brought a nanny along just to get anything done.” I smiled sadly at the memory and sipped the melting Pina colada. “We’ll go later on, after we eat. It’s a very private stretch of the beach and especially pretty at night, with the stars in the sky.”
“Great idea,” she agreed with a soft laugh. “The sun is not your friend when you have this skin.”
Brandon returned with something on a plate, lighting the charcoal before he placed the meat over the flame. He started the other grill and cooked what was I assumed his marinated veggies along with some Jerk chicken, judging from the scent of the food that was in the air. Cecile seemed to doze for a while as he was cooking, curled up in her oversized chair as I smiled at her.
We ate at the smaller bistro table, sipping more drinks as she moaned over the food. There was something about eating in this setting with the ocean waves just feet away as the salty wind blew over our skin. After the meal, we snacked on fresh fruit before Cecile insisted on cleaning up.
When the place was clean and the sun was going down, we made our way to the sand as I took in the ocean. Cecile walked barefoot over to the water, bathed in the orange flow of the setting sun as I stared at her. Brandon walked to the edge of the water and they joined hands as their lips curled into smiles. I couldn’t help but snap a picture with my phone, knowing that it was vague with the bright sunset, though still gorgeous.
We frolicked in the waves as the sky darkened further and Cecile smiled brightly as she ran away from us. We were all still in our suits and Brandon tackled her, gently bringing her down in the water as she laughed. The tide was rising and we’d been moving with it, so the waves just brushed against her. I was a few feet behind, taking a break and when I reached them I could hear her moaning about the sound of the ocean. Cecile was on her back with her legs spread as his hand teased her under the material of her bottoms. I could see that he was fucking her with his fingers and stopped to watch as I imagined the bed in the house. I was just waiting for her naked body and I adjusted myself as I watched my brother plunged harder inside of her as he spoke in a low voice.
“Brandon, yes. Yes!” Her voice rose as she cried out and jerked against him, and I could tell that she was coming. I glanced up and down the beach, seeing nobody anywhere on it and focused on her nipples straining against the cloth of her top, wet with the water.
We both helped her up once she was done, and walked towards the house as she took ragged breaths. We walked into the house and locked the doors on the lower floor and headed upstairs where we showered. Cecile started on her own but both Brandon and I joined her as he stepped behind her and cupped her breasts. I reached down to stroke my cock as I watched him kiss her neck before I walked forward and dropped to my knees to taste her pussy with my tongue. Even with the water dripping down her thighs, I could taste her release from earlier and I found her clit with my teeth, drawing it into my mouth as she whimpered. I kept stroking myself as I looked up to see Brandon pinching her beautiful pink nipples as I tugged at her.
Cecile was a weak mess by the time we left the bathroom and carried her to the bed. I looked at Brandon and he nodded with understanding as he walked to the luggage for the soft binds that we’d bought to surprise her. I was kissing her as Brandon tied her arms to the headboard, making her eyes widen as she groaned. “What’s this?”
“You’re ours tonight,” he told her as I kissed her again, tracing down her body with my hand as she shivered. I made my way down her neck before I reached for a condom, sliding it over my shaft as I looked down at her.
CHAPTER 8
Brandon
I watched as Brent pulled her legs to his shoulders and started to fuck her. I’d shot off in my shorts making her come on the beach but I’d be ready for more soon as I watched her eyes flutter with the force of his thrusts. Cecile was on the petite side but she took us both so easily, asking for more all the time. I knew that she was going to come when she started shaking, her perfect breasts rocking with the fucking. She screamed Brent’s name as he groaned and stilled for just a moment, triggered by her tight pussy.
I watched him drop beside her on the large bed, breathing deeply as he reached for the cold beer on the night stand.
The windows were open to let the ocean breeze inside of the room and I stalked towards her, flipping Cecile onto her stomach. She moaned as I pushed her to her knees and reached for another condom. She was still wet from Brent as I took her, closing my eyes as her wet heat surrounded me.
This was bit off the plan for us, but the house was empty and we had a long weekend off. Cecile easily agreed and this way we would not have to hold back. I could make as much noise as I wanted to, slapping her pale ass if I wanted to and letting her know how hard that I was coming. It always had to be contained in the office and we all knew that there was some suspicion around the office already. Brent and I weren’t too concerned since we already had reputations but we didn’t want Cecile blacklisted if she ever wanted to leave. She was a strong worker outside of the sex and if she ever chose to leave, we didn’t want her to have a difficult time finding another job.
Cecile was great in bed but we all knew that it was just sex.
We spent the weekend alternating between sex and swimming, eating whenever our bodies demanded the fuel. It seemed like the time flew before we were driving back into the city, dropping Cecile off at her apartment.
Brent and I took our stuff to our rooms before we showered for the night. Work was tomorrow and we needed some rest after the weekend, dropping into bed. I played back the best moments in my mind, seeing Cecile’s face as she came screaming for us. We had more surprises that just tying her up and she loved the toys that we used on her, one busy with that while the other pleasured her in other ways. It was one of the longest running affairs with one woman for either of us and I grew curious as to whether or not that was becoming more than sex for
anyone. I did not do relationships and Brent was wired the same way, although I could see him settling down before I did.
He was up before me, making coffee as I came into the kitchen dressed for work. The house seemed so quiet and I looked around, hoping that Mom and Ashley were having a good time.
We left for the office and went straight to the inside, getting everything ready inside. The building was coming to life and I listened to the voices floating down the hallway, relieved that we had something of a private area.
We did hear the chair outside of the door and grinned at each other. Cecile appeared at the door, greeting us softly as she walked inside, dressed in a black dress with heels. “Good morning,” Brent replied as I smiled at her. There was something on her face that made me frown and she closed the door and sat down on the couch.
“I have some bad news,” Cecile told both of us, looking at the floor. “My grandmother is ill in Japan and my mother wants me to go with her to see her. It looks like we don’t have a lot of time left with her. I don’t know how long that would be and I don’t expect you to hold my job for me.”
“You’re leaving?” I asked as she nodded, finally looking up.
“I have to. My family is close and I need to be there for Mom and Grandma, not to mention the others.” As good as Cecile was in bed and on the job, I did know that her family meant a lot to her. “I don’t want to end this on bad terms, though.”
Brent cleared his throat and I glanced at him. “We lost our dad recently and we understand. You have been an amazing employee…and more, but it would never be a bad ending.”
“Really? I appreciate that so much,” Cecile told him as she looked at us. She looked so relieved and I let out a breath. “I can contact you if we’re back anytime soon, assuming you have this opening. The trips to Japan usually last a long time, though.”