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Electricity begins to flow quietly upward and through my arms as I breathe heavily with James’s kisses. His kisses are just as sweet as his cock flow and I wrap an arm around him, pulling him halfway on top of me.
James flips to his back, pulling me over on top of him. I rise up and slip over the tip of his penis, allowing me full control over him. Sliding slowly down, I watch as his eyes roll back into his head with the sensation.
The feelings I get are amazing and just as I felt all his veins and girth in my mouth, I feel it in my pussy too. I latch onto his shoulders, starting to quicken my pace, but I feel a hand on my back, pushing my forward.
David is lubing up my ass so that he can enter easily. While he slowly slips his dick inside, I can’t even describe the sensation that I feel. One thing is for certain, I feel full and can feel everything.
We get ourselves into a rhythm moving back and forth. One mass of human flesh rocking and moaning together, creating a sexy union of the three of us. David grabs my hips and slams into me, grunting loudly. He comes inside and I feel all slippery,
Going faster and harder on James’s cock as David removes himself, I feel the tension in my muscles and the excitement of what’s about to happen goes insane. I come so hard that it slides down between James’s legs like a fountain.
With my orgasm, James finally comes and is load as he thrusts up into me, releasing every last bit of his come. The guys get up and see each other, then turn away to get dressed. I put on my robe and walk them to the door.
“Thanks for a fantastic fuck tonight guys,” I say with gratitude.
James and David don’t look at me or each other. Instead they wave and quickly get into their cars and drive away. I close the door, leaning on the inside part and biting my lower lip.
Well, they did act like men, didn’t they?
Fifteen
James
Still feeling somewhat tired, I mosey on into my office early today, not making eye contact with anyone that would be here this early. And that’s because of the events that came about last night.
I give a half-chuckle thinking about the fact that I’m a thirty-six year old man, sneaking into my office about something that no one else in this organization could possibly know about. With two exceptions.
David and Lily.
I sit behind my desk, drumming my fingers on the top, and mulling over the situation in the solace of my mind. Where no one can judge me or poke fun at me. Or laugh about the state of affairs, ahem, the threesome sex that wasn’t a threesome because me and David aren’t into each other in that way.
This is fucking nonsense.
I turn my head as I see the tip of David’s shoe break the plain of my vision out the door. After a couple of seconds I look back and notice that he didn’t stop or say hello, which is unusual.
He must be feeling awkward himself. Hell! Who would feel embarrassed about this? It’s as if the entire world saw me and him naked before Lily as she works her wonders and wiles on the both of us.
Seeing him naked is a thing that only happened in the locker rooms of yesteryear, no longer a thing in our lives as friends. And business partners.
I touch the keyboard bringing my monitor to life, I check out the new system data streaming before my eyes. A pang of guilt taps my heart, knowing that what I plan on doing is ultimately wrong. As I begin to review the information scrolling across my screen, I find it difficult to maintain attention.
Struggling to keep the thoughts from last evening that are beginning to circle my mind like ravenous vultures, I take a couple of deep breaths and stand to leave the safety of my office. In search of some coffee to help me focus up a bit, I head to the kitchen.
No one is in the tiny alcove we call a kitchen. More like a nook. I pour the coffee and lean against the counter pouring over the details from last night.
I know that I’m not gay, but there’s no denying that I got erect at the sights of Lily and David sexing it up. The way her body glides across another’s is sexy and intriguing. She went out of her way to ensure both David and I had the satisfaction we enjoy.
Not only did she thrill us, but she had herself a thrilling time just as well. And it became a sensual overhaul of what I thought sex can be. It pushed my boundaries a bit.
Taking a sip of the hot joe, Lily jumps in with a big smile and her usually perky attitude, “Good morning!” She gives me a scare and I manage to spill some of my coffee on my shirt.
“Oh no!” Lily says and comes closer. “Let me get that for you.”
“No, no. I’m fine,” I say, trying to stop her from getting closer. Unable to look the beauty in the eyes, I end up brushing past her and getting back to my office. When I sit down, I see her smile and wave at someone while she goes to her desk. Even now, I hear her singing some song under her breath as she works.
Nothing seems to bother her about this sex stuff. I’m not one for much romance and I still have mixed feelings on the subject matter that took over last evening. I do hope I proved to her that I am, indeed, man enough.
Even though she’s happy and we’ve had sex twice now, and I find her completely irresistible, I can’t let go of the notion that she’s tied to this breech somehow. Yet connecting this sensual and lovely creature outside my office humming a tune to this type of insidious behavior, is a shot in the dark at best.
