“I am done here,” I said as I went to the notebook to write down the last of the information. Mr. Poleman joined Mr. Rake and served himself a glass of brandy. He sat next to him and the two of them began to whisper to each other. What now? I thought to myself. I was getting the feeling this wasn’t going to be the end of this appointment. I turned and looked at the two of them. I must say it was intoxicating to have two of the most powerful men in London sitting there, with all their attention focused on me. They saw me as an object of desire and it made me wet just thinking about it.
“Is there anything else?” I asked. I wanted to cut to the chase as the anxiety was killing me.
They both stood up and set their glasses down and walked toward me. I tensed up. Then Mr. Rake said, “No that will be all. Thank you Alice.”
“Yes, thank you my dear Alice. That was the best fitting of my life,” Mr. Rake said as he exited the fitting room. I was astonished! That was it? I was going to get off that easily? I was relieved and breathed out a sigh of relief. My entire body relaxed. Then Mr. Rake came over to me and said, “My tuxedo. I would like it delivered this evening to my home address please, and I want you to deliver it.”
I froze. Now I see why I was being let off easy right now, it’s because this wasn’t over with. I began to protest and said, “That won’t be necessary, we have a delivery service that is quite prompt and professional. Surely you don’t need me.”
“Yes, I do. I do need you. Nine o’clock sharp.” Then they both walked out. I was panicked. What could I do! I was flushed and unsure of what was happening. I called Samantha and told her what had been requested. She said it was completely normal and that I should be flattered. Of course she had no idea what had transpired before between Mr. Rake and she just saw it as him wanting to only have pretty women do all his errands. I couldn’t talk my way out of it. When eight o’ clock came around I found myself gathering the tuxedo and making my way to his million dollar penthouse.
This man must be used to always getting what he wanted, and I played right into that. He saw me, wanted me, and now he would have me again. There was something intoxicating about that. I wanted to and needed to be with an older man of power. It would be good for my self-esteem, I thought. Only trying to convince myself that what I was about to do was okay.
I knocked on the door of the penthouse with the tuxedo in hand. Mr. Rake opened it and smiled. “Alice, right on time. Please come in.”
“I have your tuxedo for you Mr. Rake. If you show me where I should put it I will be on my way.”
“Alice, it’s Drake. Damian Rake, but please call me Drake.”
“Okay, Drake. The tuxedo?” I said determined to try to keep this business only.
“In the bedroom closet,” he said with a big grin.
I took one look around. The place was massive. The entire wall was glass and you could see all of London from this height. I had no idea which way to go to find the master bedroom. I could be lost in here for at least twenty minutes.
“Which way?” I asked trying not to be amused by the amazing penthouse. As if all this money and power were no big deal to me.
He laughed, “This way.”
I followed him up the stairs. We reached a massive set of double doors and he swung them open. His bedroom was large with a dark wooden four-poster bed. I followed him to a walk in closet the size of my entire bedroom. It was filled with suits, expensive Italian leather shoes, hats and more. It smelled like man in there and it was turning me on to be in this environment. If he wanted to seduce me with his penthouse apartment, it was working. I found a place to hang up the tuxedo. I reached up high to hook the hanger onto the wall hook. Just then, Damian put his arms around my waist and kissed my neck.
“Will you have dinner with us?” he asked.
“Us? What do you mean?” I asked.
“Come on, you’ll see,” he said as he grabbed my hand and led me downstairs to the dining room.
I walked into a posh old world dining room with Mr. Poleman sitting at the head of he table.
“Nice to see you again Alice,” he said.
My mouth dropped open because I knew exactly what Damian wanted. He was expecting me to have a threesome with them, and I wanted too.
“Hello, Mr. Poleman,” I said taking a seat as Damian pulled the chair out for me.
“Please call me Edward,” he said in his British accent.
I looked around at the elegant settings. Then a butler walked in and began to serve the first course of pumpkin and butternut squash soup with freshly baked bread. Damian poured ruby red wine into my glass and I smiled at him.
“What are you gentlemen up to here? Just dinner? Am I supposed to believe that?” I asked.
“Well, we’re hoping you will also stay for dessert, with both of us,” Edward said.
“I’ll think about it,” I said with an arrogance that matched the arrogance of these high-powered older men.
They both seemed to like my newfound cockiness. I liked it too.
I seductively ate my soup while they delighted me with their stories that only billionaires could tell. They talked of real estate in London. They talked about purchasing land on the French Riviera for a new high-rise condo building. It was all very fascinating and impressive. I knew they were doing it to stroke their egos, and it was turning me on.
For the second course we had roasted pears and chicken, and for the third dish a chocolate mouse. It was all very decadent.
After dinner we moved into the vast parlor where a roaring fire was burning.
“Have you made up your mind dear Alice?” Damian asked.
I didn’t answer. Instead I went straight up to Edward and kissed him. I had to tiptoe because he was so tall, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me back and they both knew that it was on. My answer was yes. Damian moved behind me. I felt his hands caress my ass while I kissed Edward. Edward’s hands were in my hair and Damian reached his between my thighs. He slowly moved up until he was cupping my pussy with his other hand on the small of my back. This was happening and I felt more and more aroused every second. Now, instead of just Damien, there were two of them. These two older men knew how to touch me and please me. I was thrilled. I stepped back away from both of them. “Watch me,” I said while I started to take off my clothes slowly. They both grinned and watched me. I felt very hot and desirable having these two men watch me.
Soon I was completely naked standing before them. I smiled at both of them.
“I can’t take it anymore,” Damien moved toward me, and put his hands around my naked body and pulled me to him. He smelled amazing and his lips were full and soft.
He picked me up cradled in his arms and laid me down on a chaise lounge in the middle of the room. He kissed my belly and roamed further down between my legs. He pushed his face into my pussy and licked me slow, very slow. Edward walked over and stood over me. He took off all of his clothes standing over me. He pulled off his shoes and socks, then his trousers and boxers. I could see his cock peaking out from the folds of his shirt and I felt very excited. He unbuttoned his white button down shirt and pulled it off, then his undershirt. Now he was naked in front of me, hovering over me at his towering height like a giant. His stomach was six-pack hard and his thighs were firm, but what really got my attention was between his thighs. His cock was firm, pink, and smooth. It was almost as big as Damian, almost. He knelt down at my side and kissed me. I ran my hand on top of his strong shoulder. His arms were firm and defined. He moved down my neck and to my tits. He massaged them in his hands and kissed them. Edward’s tongue ran over my nipples back and forth while Damian licked me. I was in complete erotic heaven. I had my erogenous areas being fondled and licked at the same time by two different gorgeous older men. They were introducing me to sex with older men and it was a hell of an introduction. I raised my legs in the air and looked down at Edward’s lush main of hair and ran my fingers through it. He sucked on my erect rosy nipple and I moaned in
delight. I could feel Damian moving his hands up and down my legs as he licked my pussy. I felt on the brink of climax. I was almost there, this was just too much to handle. It was delicious. Damian’s strong hands moved over my hips and under my ass and scooped me up pressing my pussy harder against his lips. The move was swift and unexpected and the added exposure of my clitoris was enough to send me over the edge.
“Oh fuck I’m cumming. Don’t stop. Please Damian, don’t stop licking me,” I yelled out like a wanton banshee. Damian moaned and grasped my ass while I squirmed around. Edward lifted his head from my breasts and watched Damian lick me.
“I want to fuck you Alice,” Edward said. I arched my eyebrows at him. Damian stopped licking me and sort of motioned to Edward. Edward got on top of me and pushed himself between my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his back. His back was strong and firm and I could feel his muscles move when he moved. He was a perfect form of a man, like a statue. He guided his cock inside me and pushed in slow. I took him in inch by inch as he moaned loudly. He licked my lips with his tongue and then began to move his hips in a swinging motion fucking me. I sighed in pleasure. This felt unbelievably good and knowing that Damian was watching me made me even more turned on. I looked around the room to find him and saw that he was now completely naked and he was touching himself as he watched. It was so fucking hot.
“I like watching you take cock,” he said to me.
“I like watching you touch yourself,” I responded.
Edward kissed my neck a little and then continued fucking me harder. He was so tall that his head was a good foot above mine. I nestled my face in his strong chest licking him here and there. He was such a big man. I loved it and felt like a little darling petite woman. It felt delicious. I felt myself on the brink again and in seconds I was yelling out that I was cumming once more. Then I felt Edward’s muscle get tight and he was in the process of releasing as well. He groaned and moaned while he came. It was fucking hot. After a few seconds of recovery time he pulled out of me. I felt Damian move in closer. There would be no rest for me, and I longed to feel him inside me again. Would it feel the same?
“Are you ready for me Alice?” he asked.
“Almost,” I said.
He stopped and looked at me. I rolled over and got on all fours on the chaise lounge. I looked back and Damian over my shoulder. He grinned and moved in closer. Smack! He slapped my ass and I felt it jiggle just a little bit, and I felt the sting of his handprint. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks and parted them and pushed the tip of his cock in my pussy. He only pushed in the tip and then caressed my ass and squeezed it his hand. He was going slow and taking his time. I spread my knees a part a little more. He moaned and then pushed in another inch into my pussy. It felt very good in this position. It was my first time doing it doggy style and I liked it. It felt very different then the first time, but his cock felt the same. It was so thick and long and I slowly took more and more of it in while he watched. Edwards was sitting in the corner of the room with feet propped up and his hands clutched behind his head in the most relaxing sitting position possible. It was rather adorable.
“Alice your ass is so sweet and perfect,” Damian said. Again his British accent made every word sound hot. Then he pushed his cock in further and was all the way inside of me. Then he started going in and out of me faster and I could feel his balls slap against me. I moaned and groaned and yelled like I had never done before. This was a fresh new experience and I liked being the young girl with the older men. It set me on fire and I had never felt so desirable in my life. I knew I had made the right decision by saying yes to these two gentlemen. This changed everything for me.
“How does that feel? Do you like that? I think that you do,” Edward said from across the room.
I looked back at him over my shoulder and smiled. Then I said, “It feels hot.”
Damian moaned at my words and spanked me again. I knew he loved doing it. He moved his cock in and out groaning and moaning over my back with his hands firmly planted on my ass. He moved my body in the motion that he desired. Then he moved his hand down around my body onto my rose bud and massaged it. I arched back so that he could touch it even more. He fondled it with pressure and then I felt the sensations inside of me. I was ready to climax once more. I didn’t know a woman could cum this much, but I guess if you were with men that knew what they were doing, it wasn’t hard. I screamed out as I came. Damian moved his cock slower while moving his finger faster while I came. It was the perfect combination. When I was done cumming he pulled his cock out of me. He was not finished. He walked around to the other side of the chaise lounge and said, “Suck on my cock, just a little. Until I tell you stop,” he said.
I was still on all fours on the chaise lounge, so his cock was now directly in front of me as he stood there. I put the tip in my mouth. I had only done this once before with a boyfriend a few months before. However I had never done it to an older man like this.
I sucked on the tip lightly and just let my tongue guide me. I rolled my tongue around over it and then I lowered my mouth onto it. I sucked on it up and down like a popsicle. Damian moaned and his fingers played with my hair. I explored his cock with my mouth and then I licked it up and down. I think he had enough of watching and was ready to cum because he pulled away from me. He put his hands under my armpits and picked me up until I was standing on the chaise. “Wrap one leg around my waist,” he said. I picked up my leg while he pushed the tip of his cock inside me. Then he put his hand under my ass and said, “Now the other leg.”
I wrapped both of my arms around his neck and pulled up my other leg around his waist while he carried me. As he picked me up his cock went full inside me. I pushed my face into his chest and kissed him. He bounced me up and down on his cock carrying me like this. I was so sensitive, since I had just cum that I yelled loudly. I couldn’t do anything else but yell, it was such an overwhelming sensation. A few minutes later Damian was yelling, “Fuck! I’m going to cum!”
Then he set me down on the chaise and he laid on top of me, while still inside of me. I rested and caught my breath. We then moved into the bedroom. I stayed the night that night letting the men fuck me over and over. I couldn’t get enough of them. Just when I thought that I had enough, I would be aroused again only half an hour later. It was the most erotic experience of my life, and it was insane that it was only my second time having sex ever.
The next morning I awoke to a beautiful sight. I went into the kitchen and saw that both men were making me breakfast.
“Good morning. I thought that only your servants would cook in here,” I said playfully.
“They are not here,” Damian said.
“If we were at my place it would be the servants, but Damian here likes to cook breakfast,” Edward said.
“What a coincidence. I like to eat breakfast,” I laughed.
They both smiled at me and then I received a morning kiss and a bit of a fondle from each of them. Was this a dream? These two men were so gorgeous even in the morning, it was like having breakfast made for me by models. Just a few days ago I was an inexperienced virgin and now I was living like a sex goddess with a hot male harem of sorts. I had every luxury at my fingertips when they were around. It was too much to take in, but I just enjoyed it anyway. It was best to not overthink it.
I spent half the day with them and then made my way home. They insisted that I take a chauffeured black car back to my home. I did but had the driver drop me a few blocks away. I could not take the chance of Samantha seeing me in their car, it would be too obvious and I didn’t know how she would take it. I don’t think it would be good. I am sure she would fire me because it was very unprofessional of me. I just could not help myself. I walked from the car the few blocks to my house. It began to rain and I did not have an umbrella with me. I was not the most prepared person in London. Everyone knew to always carry an umbrella, but I did not. I finally made it home undectected.
After I dried off I sat at the ki
tchen counter drinking hot tea. Samantha came bursting in the door in that London always in a rush style.
“Alice, I didn’t hear you come in last night. I am so sorry I feel like I’ve been neglecting you. Will you ever forgive me?”
I smiled. It was unbelievable; she had no idea what had been going on. “Yes all good. How are you?”
“Busy as ever, but things have calmed a bit. Why don’t you take the weekend off? You deserve it. It will probably be busy again next week and I want you refreshed.”
“Okay, thanks. I will,” I said drinking a hot cup of coffee. Just then I received a text message. It was from Drake. It read’ “We’ll pick you up at six this evening. Wear a dress.”
I smiled to myself. These guys weren’t done with me and I was excited to know that. I quickly thought of a cover up and said, “Yes I think I will take a short trip. I’ve always wanted to go to Brighton. I’ll do a little weekend getaway treat for myself.”
“That’s a great idea,” Samantha said. Then she gathered a few things and said, “I really have to go again. So sorry, but we can have some much needed girl time when you get back.”
When six rolled around I stood outside the building when a black car drove up. The door opened. I peeked in and only Damian sat inside. I wondered what he had in store for me now? I climbed in and immediately he was kissing me. I loved it! It felt amazing to be worshipped like this. Damian finally pulled away and said, “Alice, I have a confession to make.”
“That sounds mysterious I said.”
He smiled and then laughed and said, “You were a virgin the first time we were together and I had no idea what to say about it. Why did you let me take your virginity like that? Why didn’t you say something?” he asked.
I sat there frozen. That was not what I was expecting him to say to me. He kissed me softly and then I said, “Are you mad at me for not telling you?”
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