“What fantasy is this?” Tyler asked.
“Of us fucking a woman together,” Ryan replied.
“Didn’t we do that last night?”
“No, baby, of us double penetrating her,” Ryan said, letting the idea cement in Tyler mind.
“I want her ass first,” Tyler demanded.
“Well, so do I,” Ryan countered.
“Okay, well, let’s just put it in the too-hard basket for now. We don’t even know if Alex is up for the idea yet.”
“Agreed.”
Tyler had a bad feeling that this would be a problem not easily resolved.
* * * *
Alex was nervous. She hadn’t heard anything from either Ryan or Tyler, and the nine o’clock meeting had been pushed back to four. She steeled herself as she walked into the boardroom, hoping that Tyler wouldn’t be angry or cold to her, or even worse, try to get her fired. No, it’d be worse if he was cold after all that had happened last night. Tyler already sat at the head of the boardroom table, and his face lit up as he saw her. Her heart lifted at the look in his eyes, and she scolded herself for a day wasted doubting them and questioning herself.
The meeting finally wound up just past six o’clock. The campaign was signed off and her artwork approved. As she packed up her designs, Tyler walked up to her. “So, Ms. Thompson, I have a few more questions regarding the designs. Could you by any chance stay another moment or two and answer them for me?” Alex looked at Tyler then back at her boss, wondering what she should say.
“Of course our Alexis would love to answer any question you have. Would you like anyone else as well to help you?” her boss replied.
“No, Alexis is more than enough,” Tyler answered with a smug expression on his face. Alex realized at that moment that Tyler was setting her up. She was going to be at his beck and call, and he was going to abuse his position as best he could. Well, two could play at that game she thought smugly to herself.
“Of course, Tyler, I’d love to answer any of your questions. Your comfort and needs are most important to me,” she stated in her best seductive tone, batting her eyelashes like a fifties actress. Tyler smiled and hid a chuckle with a cough.
“Well, then, Alex, I’m glad we’re on the same page.”
With a bewildered look at the two of them, her boss said, “Okay then, Alexis, it seems you have this all under control. I must be off then. I have a function to attend tonight.” Shaking hands with Tyler one last time, he turned and left the room. While they were speaking, everyone else had also left the room, and most were on their way home.
“Well, it looks as though we’re alone now, my sweet Pixy. Let me just shut this door for you, Alex. Sometimes I need a quiet room without other distractions.” Alex heard the click of the lock engaging, and the room was silent except for their heavy breathing. Anticipation of what was to come was thick in the air, and they sat and gazed at each other. “So, Alex, let’s talk about what I want.”
Chapter Eight
“How about we talk about what I want?” Alex smirked.
“I don’t think so. I’m the client, and the client is always right,” he replied with a wicked smile.
“Ah! You want to play that game do you…sir?”
“Well, role-play is always fun. You like to have fun, don’t you?” Tyler stood and stalked her round the boardroom table like a lion hunting a gazelle.
“Yes, I love fun, and I love role-play, as long as some of my fantasies get played out sometime,” she replied.
“What fantasies do you have, my dear?” he asked.
“Oh, the usual ones like the pirate and the wench, the slave and the demanding master, the mistress and her pets, or maybe even the innocent maiden who is captured as a prize by the warlord.”
“We can definitely play out those, but right now I’m the demanding boss and you’re the ever-pleasing employee.” Tyler stood in front of her, giving her his best demanding stare.
Alex thought of how much fun this could be. She knew Tyler would never hurt her, and he wanted this to be fun, a playing out of a naughty fantasy. She was never one to run from a challenge. “Sir, I was told you needed to see me. What can I do for you?” she blinked her eyes in innocence.
“Yes, Alexis, I did ask to see you. I need you to complete a special assignment,” he replied.
“Anything, sir, you know I live to serve and please you,” she said in her most compliant and obedient voice.
“Please me you will, my dear. Your special assignment is my pleasure. I’ve been watching you in the office for months. I’ve wanted to bend you over this very table and bury my cock so deep inside of you that only my feet would be sticking out.” Alex looked into his eyes and saw the truth in his words. He had really fantasized about her just as she had about him. So much time wasted because neither one of them was willing to take the risk. Also, maybe fate needed for them to wait until she and Ryan had formed a friendship. Oh! Ryan, would he be okay with them doing this?
“Sir, not that I want to break character, but is this okay without Ryan?” she asked.
* * * *
Tyler felt like a splash of cold water had been thrown on his face. How could he have forgotten Ryan? Here he was, about to fuck Alex in a boardroom, and Ryan hadn’t crossed his mind once. Maybe he was cheating on him. Maybe he was failing Ryan in the most fundamental way. “I don’t know, Alex. We’ve never done this before, I mean, a triad or even having sex with another person, so we don’t have any ground rules,” he replied.
“Hold on a second.” Alex pulled out her iPhone. “Let me just chat to Ryan, unless you think that I’m not to be involved in this decision. I mean, if I’m just some flavor of the day or week or even month, then I guess…maybe…I should just stop talking now.” Alex blushed. She had spoken so fast he knew she hadn’t meant to say everything she had.
“There’s no correct answer to your question or statement, so I want to plead the fifth.” He placed his hand on her cheek, lightly brushing it with his thumb. “Alex, you know you mean a lot to Ryan and me. You also know we’ve been together for six years, and that I have to take into consideration Ryan’s feelings. We don’t know where this is going. Hell, I don’t even know what we’re doing, but I will not lose Ryan. He and I need to discuss this together.” He watched Alex’s face contort first in pain and then in anger and then finally resolve. By the look now on her face, it didn’t bode well for them, and he needed to make a snap decision and fast. If he let Alex go now, she would be gone forever, but if he stopped her, he could possibly hurt Ryan.
* * * *
Alex felt as though she had been slapped. Logically, she knew it was the right thing to do and was thankful for his honesty. Although another part of her, the feminine, vulnerable part that wanted to be loved and desired, to be, above all else, the most important thing in her lover’s life, was hurt. Like she was second in line or maybe even third. She felt used and bereft
The sound of her phone ding in the quiet room startled them both. She looked down then turned and walked to the table and sat so she could type in comfort, mostly though because her shaky legs wouldn’t hold her up much longer.
Big Red: Hey, babe, what are you doing?
Amazon Pixy: I’m still at work with Tyler. We’re in the middle of a discussion, but I think it’s over now. Actually yes, it is over, I’ll send him home now.
Big Red: That doesn’t sound warm and fuzzy. Did he do something stupid?
Amazon Pixy: No it was just a reality check for me. You know the old saying be careful what you wish for.
Big Red: What did you wish for that didn’t work out?
Amazon Pixy: In romance novels, things always seem so easy and uncomplicated, but in the real world it’s a different story.
Big Red: Tell me what happened! Don’t leave me in the dark!
Amazon Pixy: Look, Ryan, nothing really happened. It’s just, well…
* * * *
Tyler watched Alex, who was obviously online chat
ting to Ryan, and by the look on her face it wasn’t going well. Grabbing his phone, he texted Ryan, hoping to get an inside scoop on what she was saying and also to give Ryan a heads up on what had happened.
Tyler: Ry, fucked up big. Alex distancing. Think we will lose her.
Ryan: What happened, Ty? She is ending it. What did u do?
Tyler: Was going to fuck on table. She worried about u. Short story, told her u always first for me.
Ryan: Fuck! Don’t want to lose her.
Tyler: Don’t think we have a choice.
Ryan: Look, we didn’t talk, so I understand, but fuck her with or without me because I am going to do it to u, just as we should do it to her.
Tyler: Shit, I didn’t think about it like that. We would fuck whenever without asking her, so why wouldn’t we do the same with her?
Ryan: –Yeah, this whole three-way is really complicated.
Tyler: –Agree, but it is worth the effort.
Ryan: –Okay so how do we fix this?
Tyler had no idea what to do. He was texting Ryan as Alex was messaging him. He was so thankful for modern communication, but this was just ridiculous. Here were three people all communicating, yet not speaking to each other and all dancing round the problem.
Tyler: I’m sick of this shit. Am going caveman.
Ryan: Just make sure u bring our girl home when u r done.
Tyler: Luv u always.
Ryan: Luv u more.
* * * *
Ryan sat back in his chair, glancing from his phone to his monitor. He was angry and jealous. Well no, not actually jealous. That wasn’t really what he felt. He didn’t mind that they were having sex without him. What he was jealous about was the fact that they were fucking up the relationship without him. All hell had broken loose and he wasn’t even there. He couldn’t even try to fix it. He understood what had happened, and he was even happy that Tyler and Alex had stopped and thought of him. A part of him was happy that Tyler had called it quits and told Alex that he would always come first. He would always have Tyler, he knew, but something had been missing before Alex came along. They both weren’t one hundred percent happy. Now that they had Alex, he couldn’t go back. He wanted more. Alex was what he wanted, what they needed. She would add the softness to their hardness. She could chat for hours with him, she could talk business with Ty, she could even give them children, and she could be their wife.
Big Red: Alex, honey, I want you to do everything Ty says, okay? Please trust me.
Amazon Pixy: It’s not about trust, Ryan. It’s just all too hard. Maybe this just wasn’t meant to be. I still want to be friends, though. I need your friendship.
Big Red: Alex, we will always be friends no matter what.
Amazon Pixy: No matter what.
Ryan grabbed his phone and sent a final text to Tyler. “CAVE MAN NOW.”
* * * *
Tyler saw the text and knew Ryan had hit a brick wall with Alex. Ryan had obviously failed, so now it was time for action, and he was to be the action man. He walked over to Alex and grabbed her neck in one hand and the middle of her back with the other, pulling her up hard against his body and covering her mouth with his, forcing her lips open. Then thrusting his tongue deep inside her mouth he branded and pillaged her. He was going to conquer her and take his prize home to share with his mate.
Alex moaned into Tyler’s mouth and speared her fingers through his hair, holding on for dear life. She couldn’t stop herself even if she tried. Her body was no longer her own. It wantonly rubbed itself against him, her diamond-hard nipples caressing his chest, her pelvis rocking and grinding against his steel cock. She tried to get her wet and heated core into contact with him. Tyler grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her onto the boardroom table. He pushed her upper body back to lie down on the tabletop. He then wrapped her legs round his waist and slid her butt right to the edge of the table so that his cock was rubbing against her pussy. He rubbed his hands over every part of her body, and then paying special attention to her breasts, he pinched and rolled her nipples. He watched as she arched her back up off the table, trying to thrust her breasts deeper into his hands. He could see she didn’t want soft and gentle. She wanted to be taken, to be devoured.
“Tyler, fuck me. Fuck me now,” she demanded.
* * * *
He needed no further instruction. He was already trying desperately to slow himself down. He told himself over and over again to give her pleasure and not to just rip her panties off and bury himself in heaven. So now given the green light to satisfy his desire, he wanted to come in his pants from excitement. Although with the willing, delicious Alex laid out like a buffet, he could continue to taste. He shoved her skirt up to her waist and grabbed the top of her panties, tugging them down. Alex raised her ass off the table to help him, and as her ankles cleared the hated scrap of material, she spread herself wide for him. He could see her dew glistening in the florescent lighting of the boardroom, and he put a hand on each leg and spread her wider. He then brought his mouth down onto her swollen pussy, licking her, tasting her, and savoring her. He paid special attention to her clit, rolling it between his lips and gently tugging it with his teeth. He wanted to stay there forever, but he needed to get inside her too much. Hastily, he unzipped his pants. There wasn’t enough time to take them off, so he just wiggled them down around his feet. As his throbbing cock was released from its material prison, he lined himself up and thrust hard and deep.
They both groaned with the pleasure. Without giving her time to adjust or waiting for any type of signal from her to continue, Tyler started to pound into her. He had a passing thought that he hoped he wasn’t hurting her, but this was quickly overshadowed by his desire to make her theirs. They could have lost her tonight and perhaps they still could. He needed to plant himself so deep, so hard she could never remove him. She belonged to him and Ryan, and he would make sure she knew it. He gripped her hips and pulled her tighter into his thrusts. She slid along the table with each stroke and moaned and thrashed in ecstasy at his savage domination. Without warning, she stiffened and then convulsed as her pussy pulsed and milked him. He couldn’t stop his orgasm. He hadn’t expected it, and he growled and roared with the power of his release, burying himself to the bone as his cum jetted deep inside her. His last coherent thought before he collapsed on top of her in a sated heap was mine!
Chapter Nine
Alex stepped from one foot to the other, impatient for Tyler to open the door to the apartment. She was really concerned that Ryan would be angry or upset with her or both of them. She’d never got to finish their conversation earlier because she’d been swept off her feet by the explosive sex with Tyler. “Honey, we’re home,” Tyler called out as they entered.
“I’m in the kitchen.” Alex crossed her fingers and swallowed her nauseous fears. God, Ryan looked so sexy standing with his back to her, his T-shirt pulled tight over his back and his chinos cupping the best ass she’d ever seen. As he turned, she steeled herself for his look of disgust, jealousy, or maybe even anger. All she saw was happiness and perhaps relief in his eyes and a wide grin on his face. “Thank God you’re here, babe. After your messages, I was afraid you were going to leave us. Now come here and give me a kiss.” Alex walked around the bench and into Ryan’s arms. She placed her hands on either side of his face and pushed up onto her toes to reach his lips.
“I’m sorry, Ryan. I got scared, and it just got to hard to sort out in my head.”
Ryan pulled back to look in her eyes. “Babe, I get it. This is scary, and there are going to be doubts and fears for all of us. I want us all to try this, so next time, don’t run. Just come home. The only way this is going to work is if we all communicate with each other.” Alex melded into him as she pulled him closer. She wanted to show him with her lips how much his words meant to her. As her tongue stroked his, she tried to feed him with her emotions. She wanted him to feel the love she felt for him. After all their conversations over the past year, it didn
’t matter that she’d never actually seen him. He was her best friend. With Tyler, she felt and treasured their connection to each other. For six months she’d had an unrequited love that had turned real.
“As much as I don’t want to interrupt you two, I think something is burning, Ry,” Tyler called from behind them.
“Oh no, not my butter cream sauce,” he moaned, as the two of them behind him burst into gales of laughter. Warmth spread through Ryan, which had nothing to do with the heat of the oven. It came from inside his heart at the sound of his two lovers laughing. The mood had been lightened, and his Amazon Pixy was home along with his dearest love, Tyler. His nest was full, or almost anyway.
After dinner was over and the dishes done, Ryan decided it was time to talk about the elephant in the room. “So, guys, we need to discuss some realities…I know it’s very early in our relationship. I mean it’s been what? Two days?” Both Alex and Tyler looked at him with dread, but he pushed on. This conversation had to happen if they were to move forward. “Tyler, you and I’ve been together six years, and, Alex, we’ve been best friends for a year, so the getting-to-know-you stage has well and truly passed. Even you and Tyler have known each other for six months. So it’s time to talk about how we’re going to make this work, if that’s what we all want.”
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