Cheri Red (sWet)
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Cheri Red © 2013 Charisma Knight
Editor: Katriena Knights
Cover Art: Marteeka Karland
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Contents
Thoughts of Tom and Dan plagued her mind as Cheri made copies and prepared a hard-copy presentation for her boss. She’d clearly seen lust brewing in both men’s eyes. Or were they fighting just as hard as she was to cover their feelings?
Cheri insisted she’d handle things. Although they shared an awesome relationship, letting the ménage be known to the entire office would be detrimental to their careers. However, the fear of getting caught excited all three. Even so, they were all very careful.
Tom walked over, giving her a slight nod. He knew exactly how to get her motor running. “How are you doing today?” he asked. “Are you almost finished with the presentation?”
“Here ya go,” she chirped happily as she handed the presentation over to him.
“See you at lunch?” He winked at her.
“Definitely.” She watched as he exited the copy room. With a sigh she quickly cleaned the area she was working in and returned to her desk.
As Cheri returned to her desk, Dan slipped out of the conference room next to her. “Where’s Tom? Does he have a copy of the presentation?”
Cheri smiled. “Of course, he should be on his way.”
“Thank you for working so quickly on this project for us.” He lowered his voice. “Do you still have time in your schedule for lunch this afternoon?”
“Of course. Anything for my guys.”
Just then, Tom walked into the lobby waving the report. “Let’s knock em dead.”
“I wish you luck on the Murphy Project,” Cheri said with a smile. “You guys deserve this.”
“Where would we be without you?” Dan added. “We’re so grateful for you.”
“In more ways than one?” Tom said with a wink as they slipped into the room.
“Look, you’ve got a visitor already.”
****
The three walked to Tom’s black BMW. Springtime was in the air. The birds were chirping, and a warm breeze caressed her skin. Cheri’s dress pressed against her neatly shaved triangle, and a tingling sensation rippled through her body at the gentle reminder that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
She smiled when Tom opened the passenger side. “You sit up front with me,” he said, motioning for her to climb in.
Dan chuckled as he climbed in the back, and a strange sensation tumbled over her. She knew what these two wanted, and she was determined to make them work for it. Smiling like a Chesire cat, she climbed into the truck and situated herself in the leather seat.
Dan cleared his throat, and put a hand on her shoulder. “You know, beautiful, I’ve been waiting all day for this. It’s been a demanding month, but now with the third quarter out of the way, we can spend some quality time together during the day. I’m hungry, but not for food at the moment.”
“Well, what do you have in mind?” Cheri purred seductively. Her pulse raced and heat rose in her belly. She wanted nothing more at this moment than to be sandwiched between both men. She could hardly wait for tonight.
“Are you taking us up on the invitation?” Tom asked.
“What invitation,” she asked playfully.
“Oooh, someone wants to play.” Dan chuckled as Tom reached out, caressing her thigh.
“Nice,” Tom crooned as he gently squeezed her leg. “Oh, baby, you got me hard as steel,” he whispered to her. “One day you’ve got to let us make love to you in this truck.”
“Maybe, one day,” she breathed. “Both of you, talk dirty to me now,” she demanded, ridding her soul of the stressful situation with Steve. “Tell me what you want to do to me,” she whispered breathlessly while squeezing her thighs together.
“Well, doll,” Tom said in his deep voice. “I for one would love to bend you over the bed and pound the living hell out of that sweet pussy of yours.” He leaned over slightly, the tips of his fingers edging toward her heated treasure. “Then, maybe I can worship that luscious ass of yours as well,” he insisted with a groan.
“Are you wet, baby?” Dan crooned. “My cock is so hard. Please tell me you’re wet.”
“Getting more soaked by the minute,” Cheri said as she scooted herself closer to Tom. “Think of something to say, just to get me off. I need to come, right now,” she demanded.
“Umm, getting that turned on, eh?” Tom said in a hushed tone.
“I can think of plenty of ways to get you off,” Dan whispered as he leaned forward. “You know what you need?”
“Yeah, to get fucked, hard and fast,” she muttered.
“Oh, baby, that’s exactly what you’re going to get.” He leaned in closer. “Tom can stuff his cock in your mouth, to muffle your cries.” His lips curved into a wicked smile. “Then, after I’ve tenderized your ass, I’ll take you from behind and fuck you raw.”
“Mmm.” Tom moaned as he glanced over to see her raising her skirt. “Oh, baby, are you wearing thigh-high stockings?”
She nodded mischievously.
“Aw, fuck!” Dan groaned. “Play with your pussy for us,” he instructed while leaning in closer for a better look.
Her panties were soaked through, and she cursed herself for not bringing another pair along. “Do you want to control me, Danny?”
“Yeah,” he shot back quickly, with a penetrating gaze.
Tom laughed out loud. “You two, simmer down. I’m going to come soon. I’d rather save it for Cheri, if you don’t mind.”
“You’d
better
save it for me, or else.”
Tom smiled. “Or else what, darling?”
“Or else you don’t get any tonight.” It was becoming extremely difficult to breathe, and she shifted in her seat as her juices trickled along her inner thighs. She closed her eyes, imagining surrendering total control to both men.
“You’d do that to me?” Tom joked while Dan sat back in the leather seat, laughing out loud.
“Hell, yeah. You’ve been a bad boy, and I’m afraid I’ll have to spank you.”
“Hmm, as if not giving me that sweet pussy isn’t punishment enough,” Tom groaned. “While you’re at it, you’d better make damn sure you rake those sexy-ass nails across my ass.”
Dan busted out laughing.
“What’s your problem, man?” Tom said with a grin.
“It just amuses me, how you like to be dominated by Cheri.” Dan snickered.
“You love to watch,” Tom shot back.
“Yeah, I do--it’s a turn on. But I prefer to dominate the little minx,” he said in a stern tone. “Wait until I get my hands on that delectable ass of yours tonight.”
Cheri turned in her seat and challenged Dan. “You’ll have to catch me first.”
“If you run, when I catch you, I’ll be sure to give you an additional ten lashes,” he warned. “Cheri Red.”
“Good,” she said in a defiant tone. “I’ll make sure I’ll run and find a hiding spot you never thought of.” She grinned because she enjoyed spankings in addition to Tom and Dan tying her down.
“It’s your funeral,” Dan said with a laugh.
“No, buddy,” Tom muttered. “It’ll be yours.”
The rest of the day went by so fast, it made Cheri’s head spin. After leaving work and arriving home, she strode into the house and headed for the bathroom, eager for a hot shower and the evening that lie ahead with her handsome suitors.
After her shower, she toweled herself dry and slunk naked into her bedroom. Her hands explored her luscious breasts and immediately dropped between the nest of curls between her thighs. She gasped when she found the sensitive button, slowly rolling it between her fingers.
Pinching her nipples while manipulating her drenched cunt, Cheri moaned.
Gyrating, she slid a finger into her cunt. As soon as she heard the vehicle pulling into her driveway, she quickened her pace, the need to orgasm rising rapidly in her core. Her lips parted, and eagerly she licked them as she brought her hips off the bed. They’d punish her in a most delectable way if they knew she was pleasuring herself. She smiled a wicked grin.
Good.
Moaning, she caressed her left breast with a hand, rolling and stretching the diamond-hard nipple between her fingers.
The doorbell rang, making her heart lurch while her orgasm pierced her soul, making her cry out in sheer pleasure. She quickly leapt off the bed and washed her hands before throwing on her dress of choice. The doorbell rang several times before she regained her composure, still out of breath from the mind-blowing fantasy she’d just experienced.
It was Tom. Her heart jumped as the handsome fellow crossed the threshold of her home. In his hand were a dozen blood red roses. “How’s my beautiful woman?” he said in a soothing voice before bending down to kiss her.
“Blessed,” Cheri said, throwing her arms around his neck. Standing on her tiptoes, she initiated another kiss. This time, he slipped his tongue between her full, pouty lips.
“Mmm,” he moaned, sniffing the air. “I can smell you. What have you been doing?” He pulled her closer to his tall frame, bringing his large hands to cup her ass. Instinctively, Cheri ground her body against his.
