Indecent Encounters (16 page)

“I like strong women who are willing to let go and be submissive, not women who are
always
submissive. You’re so brave, allowing me to bring you into new sexual territory. You’re honest with me and that’s worth more than fifty barely legal, giggling bimbos.”

He spoke at the normal volume and it caused Cora to flush. Talking about sex in a five star restaurant wasn’t something she usually did. In fact, talking about sex
period
wasn’t something she usually did.

The waiter returned and Mal ordered for them. She’d only seen men do it in movies. Cora had always thought it was so antiquated. But from Mal it seemed right, even chivalrous. Then he poured her another glass of wine from the bottle in the chiller.

He broke the tension by asking her about the newest movie releases advertised. She couldn’t stop her smile. Watching movies was one of her favorite things to do and Mal seemed to have seen them all. They both loved epic science fiction flicks and when Mal admitted his secret love of romantic comedies, she decided he had to be a robot because no man could be that perfect. They discussed movies and he “got” the ones that her friends never did, and that impressed her.

“How did you manage to get a reservation here on such short notice?” she asked during a pause.

“I’ve been planning tonight for a very long time, just in case you said yes. You’re my fantasy girl, sweetheart.”

Before she could decide if that confidence was terrifying or flattering, Mal’s cell phone rang. Clearly disturbed by the interruption, several patrons gave them dark looks. Mal handed it to her and she didn’t question him, even if it was odd. She spoke into his phone automatically.

“Cora, I’ve never heard Mal talk about another woman like he talks about you. Your agreeing to this really put him on cloud nine. He’s my best friend and I want him to be happy.” Ramsey sighed, and lowered his voice. “I can’t wait to watch him fuck you. Mal likes to be in control of his woman, but he’s always gentle. I want you to want me, but I want you to love him. Do you think you could do that for us?”

“Umm…” She was never at a loss for words, but Ramsey had stolen her ability to think clearly. Could she love Mal? Looking into his beautiful face the answer was easier than she ever imagined it could be.

“Yes, I believe I could. I think I’ve always been waiting for someone just like him.” She saw Mal’s smile broaden.

The waiter returned with their food. She was still on the phone, staring intently at her date. Intense energy surrounded them. Mal quietly thanked the waiter.

“Me, I’m a bit more casual,” Ramsey continued. “I love to go down on a woman. I can’t wait to taste you. But I think I’ll let Mal go first, and while he’s eating you, I think I’ll work my finger into your ass, and show you how good that’ll feel. I’m a gentle lover, Cora, and I’d love to fuck your ass while I watch you come for Mal. Do you think you could come twice for us, Cora?”

“I…yes.” Feeling the heat creeping up her neck and face, she wondered if everyone in the restaurant knew what kind of conversation she was having. Mal’s happy expression made butterflies flutter like crazy in her stomach.

“Well, I’m sure your food is there and I want you to eat so you’ll have plenty of energy for us later. You’ll need it. Oh, and Mal loves to have the underside of his cock licked, just FYI. Enjoy your dinner, sweetheart.” And with that, Ramsey hung up, leaving Cora wet and flustered.

After Ramsey’s seductive intrusion, Cora and Mal ate and joked through the rest of the meal. As the waiter cleared their plates, Cora actually felt relaxed and content despite the unusual events. She felt a real connection with Mal, beyond simple lust. After he settled the bill he took her hand and she happily followed him out, although she felt a bit nervous. Fantasizing about being with two men and actually doing it were very different things.

Cora never had a man she would actually call a lover before. She’d had boyfriends and friends with benefits, but ‘Lover’ felt like the right word for Mal. She didn’t want to define Ramsey yet. Maybe afterward things would make sense, but for now she just let her nervous confusion have its way.

Whatever happens, I promise I won’t regret this. Whatever happens, I need this, I need to know this about myself
, she thought as they drove home.

When they pulled up to the building it didn’t feel like coming home, even though Cora had lived there for six years. Her pussy tingled just thinking about strange lips touching it. For the first time she was thinking of Ramsey as a source of pleasure, and not just a means to making Mal happy. Their brief conversation had put her strangely at ease about being with both of them.

“Sweetheart, you couldn’t make a mistake tonight if you tried. He’s just a friend. A very close friend, but no, we don’t have sex with each other. We love to watch each other having sex with women, and some guys would probably label that as gay.” Mal shrugged. “It’s just not something that’s been an issue.”

He waited a moment, watching her reaction, and then continued.

“When this starts, just let the sensations lead you. I like women who aren’t afraid to ask for what they want in bed. If something feels good, or you want more, just tell me. I can’t make you come if you don’t let me know what I’m doing is right. The same will be true for Ramsey. Don’t be scared or offended if we ask you for something. If you don’t want to do it just say no, but don’t go cold on us or clam up. Okay?”

* * * *

Cora stood with Mal in front of the wooden apartment door. This was her last chance to change her mind, to run away like a scared little girl, but she had come too far and running wasn’t an option anymore. The sound of the deadbolt opening told Cora that Ramsey hadn’t changed his mind either. He pulled the door open and waved the two of them inside. His lusty smile made it very clear that he was looking forward to the evening with them.

“I’ve been dreaming of seeing you here for so long.”

Mal’s velvet-soft whisper stirred her unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and she relished his words. How could a mere voice make her feel so sexy? She could hardly believe such a handsome man honestly felt so passionately about her.

Mal’s domain was organized, clean, and masculine, his entire living room set up as a large office. Clearly, working from home consumed most of his apartment.

Mal grinned before looking a bit abashed.

“I don’t get a lot of company at home,” he explained. “When I’m social, I tend to go out because I’m here so much. I don’t usually bring women here so early in a relationship. I just want you to know you’re special, Cora.”

Ramsey smiled and winked at her. His thick brown hair hung casually in his eyes, definitely sexy. He was even more handsome than Mal. She’d never seen a man with such lush brown hair or bright hazel eyes. He was a bit shorter than Mal at nearly six feet and he wore a neatly trimmed goatee and mustache. Ramsey was appealing in a less intense, friendlier way. Dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, his fashion sense exuded casual. Confidence oozed from the man, making him very charismatic.

“Malcolm doesn’t normally go to so much trouble to get a girl. He doesn’t tend to have problems in that department, but after seeing you, I can see why he’s willing to go so far to get you here. You’re just the kind of girl he’s always wanted.”

She wasn’t sure what Ramsey meant by that. Was it a compliment?

Cora sat down on the soft leather couch. She had no idea what to do now. Mal took off his shirt, and sat down next to her. Seeing him shirtless left her shaking just a little bit, it was starting to get very real. She normally had to know a man for a very long time before going to bed with him and she never would have allowed any of her past boyfriends to bring a friend, but somehow being with Mal and Ramsey like this felt right. Maybe the unfamiliar feeling of it all was exactly what she needed. To be controlled for a change and allow her mind and her body to be free.

Mal took her hand and placed it in the middle of his chest. His eyes seemed to glow and the intensity of his face stole her breath away completely.

“I want you to know this is not just about fucking tonight. If you don’t want this to be a relationship, I think we should end it now. I want you to spend the night with me, and I want to wake up in the morning holding you in my arms.”

Cora didn’t know what to say, it felt so sudden. She just nodded in answer, feeling the heat of another blush coloring her cheeks. In less than twenty-four hours, the man managed to make her react like a school girl.

Ramsey took off his shirt. His chest was broad and defined. Both men looked like they spent a good deal of their free time in the gym, and her body tingled with the knowledge that soon she’d be taken by both of them.

She stood up and pulled down the zipper on the side of her dress. It slithered down her body and fell to the floor in a swish of material. She loved seeing the desire in their eyes and the awed expression on their faces. Before she could remove her bra, Mal was there, his nimble fingers making quick work of the hooks, until her breasts were bared. Cool air surged over her rosy nipples as Ramsey pulled the straps over her shoulders and let the bra drop to the floor. Exposed to their hungry eyes, Cora fought the need to cover herself with her arms. Ramsey pulled her back down to sit between them.

He massaged her back and shoulders as he slid closer to her on the sofa. Her tension must have been visible, because he whispered quietly, “You’re doing fine, honey, relax.”

Mal’s eyes never strayed from the sight of her naked chest. He didn’t seem to want to pull himself away from the view. When he finally did, he knelt in front of her, positioning himself between her legs. A look of adoration filled his face. It was so strange to have a man look at her with such genuine need and desire, she almost felt uncomfortable.
What made her worthy of attention like this?

This
thing
growing between them was far more intense than Cora ever had with another man, and it overwhelmed her. He gazed up into her eyes for a moment, cupping her body with infinite tender devotion. And when he moved, she closed her eyes, afraid she might break if she watched.

His hot, greedy mouth took her right nipple in, sucking hard. Her sudden gasp of pleasure resounded through the room. Ramsey’s hands never left her back, and the combination of Mal’s mouth tugging at her needy tits and the tender warmth of the other man made her feel a sense of sexual power she’d never known before.

Nervous feelings began to fade away. No man from her past matched Mal’s skill when it came to sucking on her breast, and if he was so good at this what other skills might he have?

He moved again. The cool air hitting her wet and abandoned nipple only heightened her pleasure as he found the other. He nipped at the sensitive peak and swirled his tongue around it. The rough, warm swipe made her arch her back and buck her hips involuntarily. Ramsey still worked on her back and shoulders, massaging her with a skill that made her wonder if he might be a masseur by day. He moved the hair off her neck, his large, long fingers kneading away the knots from the stress of her workday. He wrapped an arm around her, taking the breast Mal had deserted in his hand, and rolled the nipple between his fingers. She cried out from the wicked blend of sensations both men evoked. It felt wonderful. The competing pressures and pleasures caused her pussy to spasm.

“Mal?” She tried to keep her ass from wiggling. Mal didn’t respond. “Mal, I want you… I want you to fuck me.” Her voice sounded choked.

Ramsey laughed softly in her ear and kissed her neck. He worked his way to her ear lobe where his teeth nibbled softly, causing her to gasp and shiver.