Three Men For Me: 3 - Story Rough Raw MMMF Menage Bundle / Box Set Collection (2 page)

"Fantastic," says Mr. Bowen, rubbing his hands together and looking very pleased. "This game was perfect."

"I haven't gotten to come!" Kevin complains, still trying to fuck the woman, but she rolls over on her side and crawls away from him.

"Welcome to Morris Capital," the woman whispers, coming up beside me and holding my hair back, since cum from multiple random partners covers my face. She unties my wrists and then kisses me gently yet passionately on the mouth. "I'm Kate. It's lovely to meet you."

*              *              *

I barely have time to pull my clothes on before the limo stops.

I have no idea where we are, but I know better than to ask, and I sense that Kevin does too. He sits in resignation on the limo seat, as if accepting his place as the less powerful and less rich alpha male in this scenario.

Kate massages my shoulders and says, "Here we are. At Laguna."

"Laguna Resort?" says Kevin, unable to help himself. "That's an hour from the office. I need to be home…"

"As we all do, eventually," says Mr. Snell with a shrug. "But Leah's great performance earlier in court— and everyone's great performance just now— warrants a celebratory dinner. I'm very happy that Leah has so quickly been trained to learn the ways of Morris Capital. I look forward to a happy future together."

The chauffeur slides open the door of the limo.

"Shall we?" Mr. Snell steps out first and then stretches his arm to help me out. We approach the expansive resort, where I have never been, and he grabs my ass as we walk towards the entrance.

"You're a very good associate, Leah. I'm extremely pleased with every aspect of your performance."

*              *              *

I'm shown to a room and told to wash up before dinner. Someone— an employee of the resort, I presume— appears with a beautiful evening gown and tells me that Mr. Snell would like me to wear it to dinner. I'm running the shower in the large bathroom when there's another knock at the door.

"Leah." Kevin stands in the doorway, his hand hanging down like a sad puppy dog. "I knew they took you to this floor but I wasn't sure what room. I knocked on five different doors before yours. I'm so sorry for everything."

"It's okay," I tell him, grabbing his hand and pulling him into my room. I quickly shut the door because I'm not sure what Mr. Snell will do if he finds out that Kevin and I are alone together. I don't think it would be exactly part of his plan for the evening.

"But everything that's happened is so… new, and different…" He looks shell-shocked.

I hug him close to me, and try not to laugh. I guess it hasn't crossed him mind that everything's that's happened to me since I met him has been new and different, shocking and pleasurable at the same time. Today's events in the limo were definitely more extreme, but still just an extension of what has so quickly happened to transform my life. I'm some kind of sex goddess now, and I started out as the fiancé in a near-sexless relationship…

Oh shit
. I'm supposed to go to couples' counseling with Billy tonight. How am I ever going to get there in time? There are a few hours to spare before it starts, but I'm sure Mr. Snell has the night mapped out, since he always needs to be in control of everything.

I reach up and signal to Kevin that I'd like a kiss— since he's too tall for me to reach all the way— and try to forget about my personal problems. I'll figure something out, even if I have to call and break up with Billy from the resort. That's not an ideal way to end a four-year relationship, but at least the mundane standstill we've been stuck in will be over, finally.

"I'm not kissing you with that vile filth from other men all over your face," Kevin says. "Let's go wash it off."

"Oh whatever," I say, leading him to the bathroom. "You didn't seem to mind Kate's vile filth. 'Oh, I haven't gotten to come yet,'" I mock him.

"Shut up," he says, teasingly, grinding his erect penis against me.
Poor Kevin
. I got to have all the fun, while he was too upset to let go and relax. I unbutton the pants of his suit while he starts the water running.

"My filthy little associate," he says, removing the shower head and letting the water hit me while he rubs soap all over me. "I need to clean everyone off of you."

"And I need to clean Kate off of you." I grab the shower head and pull him, now naked, into the shower, aiming the water at him instead of me, and soaping him all over too.

"You liked how that girl ate your pussy," Kevin says, encircling my waist with his arms and kissing me all over.

"I sure did. And how did
her
pussy feel to you?"

"It was pretty good. But not nearly as tight as this pussy right here." He grabs the showerhead and aims it at my pussy.

"Ride this like you want to ride my dick," he says, and I open my legs wide while the water pressure hits me in just the right spot. I wiggle my hips up and down on top of the water, for full all-over effect.

"I still know how to make you feel so good," he brags, twisting my left nipple as I come into the water.

"Oh my God, Kevin," I say, collapsing into him as he rubs my hair and back. "It's been too long since it's been just the two of us."

"Yes it has." He picks me up and turns the water off, carrying me to the bed, where we make good old-fashioned love.

"I think Mr. Snell is going to become a client," I tell him, as he fucks me from on top.

"He'd better, after putting us through all of this."

"Oh come on, it's not that bad. Just relax and go with it."

"Like this?" he asks, as his cum fills up my pussy.

"Just like that." He rolls over and pulls me close to his chest, breathing into my ear heavily. I can tell that sleep is taking both of us, and it's been such a long day already that I give into it.

*              *              *

We're awoken by a loud knock at the door, and I peek my head out so that whoever is outside can't catch a glimpse of Kevin.

"Mr. Snell requests the presence of you and Mr. Barnes in the Rose Room in half an hour," says the same stranger who had brought me the dress.
So I guess Mr. Snell figured that Kevin would come find me
, I think.
Hopefully he doesn't have a problem with this.

"I'll be there in twenty minutes," I tell him.

I shut the door and turn around to face Kevin, who is groggily rubbing his eyes.

"We have to hurry," I say. We'd been napping for half an hour. "We're wanted in something called the Rose Room."

"That's a private restaurant," Kevin says, stepping into his underwear and pants. "Very exclusive."

"Well
ooh la la
," I say, heading to the bathroom to find a hairdryer. "I will see you at this very exclusive private restaurant shortly."

*              *              *

Twenty minutes later, I walk into the restaurant to see Mr. Snell and his cohorts waiting for me, along with Kevin.

"You look fantastic," says Mr. Snell, nodding up and down at the lavender gown he'd chosen for me to wear.

"You sure do," agrees Kevin, and I can easily read the mixture of admiration and jealousy on his face.

I sit down, in between Mr. Snell and Kevin, and the first course is brought out, along with red wine. Mr. Snell makes a toast and then says, "We are very pleased with how well you two have worked to prove yourselves to us." Everyone nods, and Kate winks at me from across the table. I feel a foot reach out and cover mine, and I can tell that it's a high heel. I smile back at her, suddenly shy.

"We are going to have a conference after dinner, and will let you two know our decision regarding legal representation by tomorrow."

I sneak a peek at Kevin and see the look of annoyance on his face— he's heard this before. I know he's wondering how many more times Mr. Snell is going to tell us he'll let us know "tomorrow," all the while introducing us— or not— to more and more of his colleagues who need to sample the goods first.

"Leah, have we all been good to you?" Mr. Snell asks, looking at me as if he's genuinely curious.

"Well yes, of course," I say. I think about adding,
if you can call forcing me into having multiple orgasms with multiple partners "good,"
but I resist the urge to be sarcastic.

"Is there anything you need? Any special requests?"

"Well, actually…" I squirm in my seat, not knowing if I should dare actually make a request, but he had
asked
.

"Yes, Leah? Anything for our lovely associate." I look around the table at the faces I hadn't gotten a good glimpse of earlier. All of them are men except for Kate, and they range from old, young, in shape, out of shape, attractive, unattractive… I blush as I think of all of them over and around and in me in the limo just a little while ago. It seems surreal now.

"I have an appointment this evening that I need to be at." I look pleadingly at Mr. Snell, hoping he won't be upset. "I can come back… of course, I don't have a car here, but… I didn't know about this… celebration… in advance, and I do have something very important planned."

"Oh of course, of course," says Mr. Snell, shrugging in a way that doesn't look displeased at all. "As I said, we'll be meeting among us after dinner, and you and Mr. Barnes won't be necessary at that time. He had mentioned a prior commitment earlier, as well. So we'll send the two of you back in the limo, and the rest of us will talk alone."

I look at Kevin and we both shrug slightly at each other, hoping that this has gone as smoothly as it seems. I hope Mr. Snell isn't going to hold a grudge or hold my request against me when it comes to hiring us or not. I can't miss couples' counseling, though, and I know this is the perfect time to break off my engagement with Billy. There's no way I can go through with a cookie cutter marriage after all the antics I've been pulling lately.

The dinner goes well, and no one even fingers me over the table. Mr. Snell talks happily, repeating how glad he is to get to know Kevin and me better, and how bright the future looks.

An hour later, after a delicious meal complete with dessert, Kevin and I are back in the limo, alone this time.

"Do you really think it went well?" he asks, his leg fidgeting with nervousness.

"I guess we'll find out tomorrow." I shrug.

"Guess so. You have to get home to do some celebrating with the fiancé?"

"No, not really. It's not exactly working out for us. Today was kind of the day I decided to end it."

"Really?" He looks surprised, and then… can it be? Envious.

"You have to head home to be with Carla?" She's his wife, a lawyer who just happens to have started working at our firm, as a lateral partner. At one point I was mad at him for keeping this information from me until I had found out on my own, and I was jealous of her position in his life. So much has passed between us, though, that it no longer seems like a big deal. I just let multiple strangers do intimate things to me, so who am I to judge him for being married?

"Yeah." His head falls, and he's either really not looking forward to it, or he's a very good actor. "It's strange. Ever since you and I started… our thing… I guess she feels like things have been distant between us. Ha." He snorts, looking out the window at the passing buildings. "Things have been distant for a long time. What else is new? Now she wants us to read these touchy-feely books, and examine our marriage and such. It's nuts. I just want…"

He shakes his head, obviously not knowing what he really wants, and I place a finger over his lips and then kiss him quickly.

"It's okay, Kevin. It's none of my business."

"Really?" He looks at me with a look I don't like.
He thinks he's more into me than he is
, I think.
This is just about sex, clearly now more than ever. Why can't he see that?

"I need to check my email because I'm waiting to hear from a client of Mimi's," I say, mentioning another partner at work, whom Kevin wishes I didn't work for, because it takes my work time— and other time— away from him. He lets out an annoyed "hrmph" while I pull out my iPhone from my briefcase.

I don't have time for his sad sob stories, when I'm about to deal with my own issues. We finish the rest of the ride in silence, until the limo pulls up into his gated community and let him off in front of what appears to me to be a mansion.
So that's what Kevin's and Carla's house looks like. It figures.

I wait for the limo to take me to my more modest neighborhood and the house I share with Billy— for now, anyway. I look around me at the limo that's empty except for my own seat, and can hardly imagine all the things I was doing here earlier. I've certainly come a long way from where I started.

*              *              *

"Have you two been able to complete the assignment from last week?" asks Agnes, Billy's and my couples' counselor, as she settles back in her big armchair, ready for a ho-hum session.
Boy, is she in for a surprise.