Use Me [Dungeon Masters 5] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) (11 page)

Among the few things she had packed in her suitcase were a sturdy pair of rubber gloves and a bottle of bleach. She was also prepared to take a stand to go stay in a hotel if the apartment was too disgusting. However, it was the obvious first place for them to go, so Raff could collect his personal documents, even if it was so disgusting she had to wait for him in the apartment building lobby.

She could feel the tension rolling off him as they walked up to an apartment building and he pressed the buzzer.

“Yes?”

“Raff Allsop. The apartment manager is expecting me.”

“Look into the camera.”

“That’s new. I’ve never had to do that before.”

“You’ve been gone a hell of a long time.”

The door opened and Raff held it for her to walk through. Darcy was right behind her. They stood in the foyer, which wasn’t very big. There was a long row of mailboxes, a security counter with no one there right now, and two elevators. That was all.

A man emerged from a room behind the security desk, a ring of keys in his hand. He went over to one of the mailboxes, unlocked it, and handed Raff a couple of letters then locked the box again. He used his key on one of the elevators as well, and they all went up to the ninth floor. Violet followed the others out of the elevator, noticing how Raff automatically turned left and then left again.

At Apartment 907 the manager unlocked the door and then stood back. “If your keys aren’t in there, let me know and I’ll give you the spare set. When will you be finished so I can send in a cleaning crew and assess it to know what maintenance needs doing before I can rent the apartment out again?”

“We’re flying home early Sunday evening so I’d say before lunchtime Sunday,” said Raff.

“Good, good. I’ll see you then.”

Raff took a deep breath and pushed the door open. Violet wanted to peek over his shoulder but this was Raff’s apartment. His life. She had to wait her turn. There were no bad smells so that was a positive sign.

Raff flipped the light switch on and then said, “Be careful you don’t slip over.”

Slip over? Whatever was on the floor? It was hardly likely to have been polished recently.

Darcy had his hand on her waist, but she kept her eyes on the floor to watch where she stepped as she entered the apartment. Then she smiled. It seemed that someone had been clearing his mailbox for him and just pushing all the letters under the door. Letters, catalogues, and magazines formed a wide pool around the doorway.

Violet looked up but there were no cobwebs dangling from the ceiling, and still no bad smells. There certainly was a layer of dust over everything, but that could just as easily have been the result of someone’s lazy housekeeping as the owner having been away for almost two years.

Violet bent down and began scooping all Raff’s mail into a pile. This was something she could do for him. Sort it into trash, letters, and magazines. It took her several armloads to move it all to the table in his living room and then she sat down and began sorting. Darcy and Raff had both disappeared, leaving the luggage by the door.

She smelled coffee and looked into the kitchen area. Darcy had scrubbed out the coffee pot and put coffee on to heat and now he was washing some mugs.

“That’s a good idea. Thanks.”

“There was even some powdered milk in the pantry. It’s a fraction after its best before date but it smells perfectly all right and I hate my coffee black.”

“I do, too. I can’t imagine that will hurt but you can drink yours first to be our taste tester.”

“You’re so kind.”

Raff came out to join them, a smile on his face. “Everything is exactly how I left it. Well, as best I can remember. I wasn’t thinking terribly clearly toward the end. But all my documentation was in the file so that’s a huge relief.”

“Coffee’s ready. Come and sit with us,” said Darcy.

“You can look through your mail while you drink your coffee,” said Violet.

“I found some trash bags in the pantry. I’ll bring one over with me.”

Raff and Violet laughed but she felt incredibly relieved. His apartment was untouched, and he had the papers he needed. All they had to do now was keep his appointments at the bank and at his old employer’s. He needed to choose what he wanted to bring with him and that would fit in the suitcases, and then they could leave. Surely that wouldn’t be too hard.

* * * *

By midnight they were all tired, but they’d achieved a hell of a lot, at least in Darcy’s opinion. “Time for bed. Ugh. After I wash my hands.”

“Mine, too. My fingernails are black.”

“There you go. No need to paint them to be a Goth,” teased Raff.

Darcy hadn’t brought any toys with him. He supposed he could have tied Violet up with neckties and spanked her with a wooden spoon or a hairbrush, but they were all very tired and just finding out the apartment was safe had been a huge release of tension for them all. Vanilla sex was all they needed tonight. By Sunday night they’d be home again and he could spend the airplane journey planning a refreshing dungeon scene for them all.

He had packed lube and condoms. He wasn’t completely laid back. They clambered into bed and snuggled together for so long, Darcy thought perhaps they’d all just fall asleep where they were, but his dick badly wanted to be inside Violet so he thought he’d test her feelings on the matter. Darcy slid a hand down between their bodies and rubbed her nipple. It was a hard little point. It seemed she was interested.

As soon as he did that, Raff pushed a leg between Violet’s legs and pressed closer to her back. He gripped her shoulders and said, “I wonder if I have any lube in the nightstand.”

“Don’t worry, I bought some with us. And condoms.”

“Oh good. Milk powder past its best before date is one thing. Condoms I prefer not to be out of date,” said Violet.

Darcy handed Raff a condom and said, “Why don’t you entertain our pushy woman while I prepare her ass?”

“My pleasure.”

“Oh, I think some of that pleasure will be mine as well.” Violet giggled.

“As I said, pushy.” Darcy waited until she had settled herself over Raff and he was licking and sucking her nipples before he spread her ass cheeks and began softening and opening her back door.

She was so enticing. The day had been a long one. They’d all worked until midafternoon, caught an airplane, flown from Ohio to New York, made their way to Raff’s apartment, and then spent several hours sorting and packing Raff’s possessions.

Yet despite all that, the moment he touched Violet’s warm, soft skin, he wanted her, needed her, had to possess her once again. She was a wonderful companion. Bright and fun, intelligent and vivacious. Never boring or grumpy. But it was more than that. The three of them belonged together. They were a team, a group, a family. Nothing could change the fact that they had an invisible tie that bound them together. And in a few moments he and Raff would be united inside her body once again, affirming their unbreakable link.

Violet was wiggling and murmuring, responding to both Raff’s hands on her breasts, and his fingers in her ass. He loved the way she fidgeted, mumbling and grumbling as she fought her body’s desire for release while remaining determined to wait for them both to be inside her.

By the time he pushed his dick into her ass, his own need was intense. He wanted to be inside Violet more than he’d ever wanted anything before. That was insane because they hadn’t been playing a scene in the dungeon. They hadn’t been eating, or dancing, or doing any of the other standard things men used as foreplay before they went to bed with a woman. Sorting through old photographs, and putting out trash hardly rated up high on the scale of “how to woo a woman,” especially when it wasn’t even her trash they were sorting, but Raff’s.

Yet, now they were in bed together. They were all intensely aroused and incredibly passionate in their touching of each other. All three of them were on the verge of exploding.

Darcy waited while Raff pushed his cock inside Violet as well, and then the two of them withdrew as slowly as Darcy could manage. He grit his teeth and forced his body to relax and wait. Then they drove in together again, only to stay inside her for a heartbeat, and pull out. In, pause, out. In, pause, out. But no matter how much he tried, he knew he and Raff were already accelerating the pace. They couldn’t hold back. Violet was their every dream come true and their cocks were leading them to pump faster, to pound harder, to thrust deeper into their amazing woman’s cunt and ass.

And then it was all over. Violet swiveled her hips and gripped them both with her internal muscles. The quick rotation followed by the hard clasp of her luscious ass and cunt had her own body exploding, and the rippling waves of her climax sent both him and Raff off the cliff with her. He managed two more strokes inside her and that was all.

“Damn pushy woman.” He groaned into the back of her neck. He wasn’t sure, but he thought she giggled.

* * * *

Raff put on one of his business suits, a button-down shirt, a necktie, and shiny polished business shoes. When he looked in the mirror, he almost didn’t recognize himself. His hair was longer and lighter colored from working outside for two years, and his skin was darker for the same reason. His body was leaner, which made him feel taller, although he hadn’t grown, because his pants length was exactly right. His belt was buckled a couple of holes tighter though and his suit coat fit a little tighter across his shoulders. It wasn’t him in the mirror. He wasn’t how he’d used to look, and he wasn’t how he looked now. It was weird.

“Don’t stress. You look very handsome.” Violet patted his shoulder.

“Would you prefer me to dress like this?” he asked her, watching her face in the mirror.

“I’d prefer you to dress however you want to dress.”

“Nonetheless, this is the right image for today to go to the bank. You need to look as much like how they remember you as possible,” said Darcy.

It was good advice which matched with what he’d thought, too. Which was why he was wearing the suit. He picked up the leather-bound business folder he’d always carried into special meetings in the past. It was now filled with his personal documents and hopefully would give him access to his money again.

They stopped at a tiny café for a quick breakfast and reached the bank a few minutes early. The manager was waiting for him and once again Violet patted his shoulder as he walked in.

An hour and a half later he came out and looked around. Neither Darcy nor Violet was in the bank, but that didn’t surprise him. His automatic payments had all been closed off and his shiny new credit card was in his wallet despite the bank having originally told him it’d take several weeks to approve and activate. It seemed when a person pushed hard enough, miracles could happen. That was a lesson he’d learned from Ms. Pushy herself and he was grateful to her for that. Although, in fairness to himself, his old business skills hadn’t completely deserted him. His brain could still kick itself into gear when he needed it to.

He left the bank and stepped out onto the sidewalk, looking up and down for the road for Darcy and Violet. He glimpsed movement in the distance, a hand waving at him, so he walked in that direction. They were sitting outside another tiny café, once again with coffee, and Darcy had a bowl of fries as well.

“Did everything go okay?” asked Violet.

“Are you hungry?” asked Darcy.

“Yes, and yes.” Suddenly he was hungry. He’d leaped the hurdle of the bank accounts, his apartment was sorted out, and in a little while they’d go and collect his things from his former employer.

“What’s next?” asked Violet as the server placed coffee and another bowl of fries in front of him.

He took a handful of fries while he thought. “I think I should sell my car this afternoon. I expect it won’t start after all this time, but I can get it towed to a dealer. I have the papers for it with me. Although likely I should actually go look at it before I phone the dealer.”

“You have a car? I thought you said you always used public transportation because parking is too difficult here?”

He smiled at Violet. “Status symbol. Part of the old job. Tell me what you want to see while we’re here. We can do some sight-seeing tomorrow morning.”

“Oh, I haven’t been here since I was a teenager. Times Square, Central Park, the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building…”

Darcy laughed. “All in the one morning? I don’t think so.”

Raff jumped to his feet, full of excitement and energy. “Let’s wrap up my business then and see if we can knock a few items off Violet’s to-do list before dark. We can finish my packing and sorting later tonight.

* * * *

It was late that night as they finished tidying the last box of Raff’s possessions. Her own suitcase was crammed full with his clothing, as was Darcy’s. Raff’s suitcase held the last of his clothing, mostly used as wrapping to protect his two original oil paintings. They were delicate Impressionist works of fields and skies that exuded light, peace, and harmony. Violet suspected he loved them simply because they were what his old life had lacked.

Raff’s luggage also had his personal possessions in it, except for all his documentation which was in her carry-on bag.

She picked up a gadget which was at the very bottom of the box she was sorting. “What’s this, Raff? Do you want to keep it?”

It looked like a game console but had no brand markings or identification on it.

“Time Traveler. I’d forgotten all about that. Since my game has done so well, I’ll definitely keep it. Although likely I’ll have to start it all over again.”

“Start all over again doing what?” she asked, still quite confused.

Darcy and Raff came over to where she was sitting on the living room rug and squatted down beside her.

“When I was making my game, I realized my idea was too complicated for a single game, so I sliced away one aspect of it to use to make a second game. In ‘Explore My World’ the characters do just that. They go to the Amazon jungle or somewhere and explore it. They get three lives and if they lose them all they have to go back and start again. If they’re still alive after they’ve visited each site in the Amazon jungle, they advance a level and can choose somewhere else to explore.”