joined the firm from Boston? He was taking me from behind in the conference room, and somehow I might have mentioned this premiere thing. Anyway, I don’t actually want to hang out with Bob. He can screw me or whatever, but I’m not at all interested in going to this thing with him. So I told him I’d already invited a friend. It’s next Friday night. There’s a party afterwards, and I’m willing to bet it will be filled with stunningly fuckable hotties.”
“Well, since you put it that way…” said Alexa sarcastically, but Jill was off on her own agenda.
“Great then! We’ll go over all the details Monday. Now get out there and do the nasty with someone already.”
“Don’t worry, it’s right here on my list. Pick up shampoo, call landlord about leaky faucet, do the nasty. Got it.”
There was a pause while Jill processed the smart-ass commenting that Alexa was known for.
Finally, Jill laughed. “Oh, you! You’re so silly. See ya Monday.”
Alexa hung up the phone and pondered this sudden turn of events. Stunningly fuckable hotties? This did have possibilities. Artists, crazy Hollywood actors, who knew what else? This could be much more exciting than the typical business and financial types who only wanted a quick release so they could go back to scouring the Nikkei index.
She decided this was it, her moment to shine. She was going to go all out, buy a new dress, Jimmy Choo heels, racy underthings. She was even going to get the ultimate ‘I plan to get fucked hard’ accessory—a bikini wax. She had almost a week to pull her quest for hot sex together.
Chapter Two
Lorne McCall gazed down at the hot blonde that was sucking him off, as his best friend Antony Karavidas undressed and watched. Denise, who had amazingly voluptuous breasts, had been doing both of them for almost a month. Both Lorne and Antony agreed she was enjoyable, but in the same way that she was just using them for a good time, they knew she wasn’t the one. The one that would complete the threesome that they craved. The threesome they had cherished when Monika had been with them, when they’d been a triplet.
A trio of sex, yes, but just like the music that Lorne and Antony created for a living, the three of them had been like a triplet in a song—in unison, completely joined. He still couldn’t believe she had decided to go back to her native Denmark, everything had seemed so good. The past year without Monika had been difficult, and Antony had tried to convince Lorne that she’d been a trial run for the real thing. The woman that would complete their triangle, and then they could all devote themselves to one another in spirit, heart and definitely in body.
Until then, there were women like the lovely Denise. Beautiful, sexy, but completely uninterested in Antony and Lorne’s desired lifestyle. A night here and there of searingly hot sex was fine, but it was all in fun.
Lorne sighed loudly enough to make Antony raise an eyebrow, a trademark look for him. Lorne winked to let Antony know that it was all right, just a passing moment. Denise continued slurping and sucking Lorne’s thick, long shaft hungrily. She was seated at the end of the bed, and Lorne stood in front of her, guiding himself in and out, knowing Denise’s deep throat capabilities only too well. Antony, now completely nude, sat on the edge of the bed, next to them, and began to rub his cock while enjoying the show.
It had been almost ten years now since Lorne and Antony had met as music students at Juilliard. Lorne was a typical East Coast bred, all-American, blond male. Antony, on the other hand, had shoulder-length, wavy, black hair, and was the second generation Greek god that had made all of the girls at Juilliard swoon in ecstasy. Lorne hadn’t exactly been short on swooning ladies either, but he didn’t have the same exotic edge as Antony. He seemed more like the solid, safe guy a mom and dad
“Well, since you put it that way…” said Alexa sarcastically, but Jill was off on her own agenda.
“Great then! We’ll go over all the details Monday. Now get out there and do the nasty with someone already.”
“Don’t worry, it’s right here on my list. Pick up shampoo, call landlord about leaky faucet, do the nasty. Got it.”
There was a pause while Jill processed the smart-ass commenting that Alexa was known for.
Finally, Jill laughed. “Oh, you! You’re so silly. See ya Monday.”
Alexa hung up the phone and pondered this sudden turn of events. Stunningly fuckable hotties? This did have possibilities. Artists, crazy Hollywood actors, who knew what else? This could be much more exciting than the typical business and financial types who only wanted a quick release so they could go back to scouring the Nikkei index.
She decided this was it, her moment to shine. She was going to go all out, buy a new dress, Jimmy Choo heels, racy underthings. She was even going to get the ultimate ‘I plan to get fucked hard’ accessory—a bikini wax. She had almost a week to pull her quest for hot sex together.
Chapter Two
Lorne McCall gazed down at the hot blonde that was sucking him off, as his best friend Antony Karavidas undressed and watched. Denise, who had amazingly voluptuous breasts, had been doing both of them for almost a month. Both Lorne and Antony agreed she was enjoyable, but in the same way that she was just using them for a good time, they knew she wasn’t the one. The one that would complete the threesome that they craved. The threesome they had cherished when Monika had been with them, when they’d been a triplet.
A trio of sex, yes, but just like the music that Lorne and Antony created for a living, the three of them had been like a triplet in a song—in unison, completely joined. He still couldn’t believe she had decided to go back to her native Denmark, everything had seemed so good. The past year without Monika had been difficult, and Antony had tried to convince Lorne that she’d been a trial run for the real thing. The woman that would complete their triangle, and then they could all devote themselves to one another in spirit, heart and definitely in body.
Until then, there were women like the lovely Denise. Beautiful, sexy, but completely uninterested in Antony and Lorne’s desired lifestyle. A night here and there of searingly hot sex was fine, but it was all in fun.
Lorne sighed loudly enough to make Antony raise an eyebrow, a trademark look for him. Lorne winked to let Antony know that it was all right, just a passing moment. Denise continued slurping and sucking Lorne’s thick, long shaft hungrily. She was seated at the end of the bed, and Lorne stood in front of her, guiding himself in and out, knowing Denise’s deep throat capabilities only too well. Antony, now completely nude, sat on the edge of the bed, next to them, and began to rub his cock while enjoying the show.
It had been almost ten years now since Lorne and Antony had met as music students at Juilliard. Lorne was a typical East Coast bred, all-American, blond male. Antony, on the other hand, had shoulder-length, wavy, black hair, and was the second generation Greek god that had made all of the girls at Juilliard swoon in ecstasy. Lorne hadn’t exactly been short on swooning ladies either, but he didn’t have the same exotic edge as Antony. He seemed more like the solid, safe guy a mom and dad
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