All In:Playing the Fool(28)

"Yeah, I don't think it could be a long term thing unless both guys are  okay with sharing the woman and not having anyone else. I guess that  could theoretically happen, but I don't know."

"Lacy wants to have a foursome."

"A foursome!" Lauren exclaimed.

"Yeah. Weird?"

Lauren's face turned red again and she fanned her face. "That would be  pretty hot. There are of course three holes to fill," she said with a  giggle.

I hadn't even thought about that. Is that what Lacy wanted? A man for every … opening? She wanted to be completely dominated?

"She likes being ah, restrained and dominated too."

"Yeah, what woman doesn't?" Lauren laughed. "I'm sure women's rights  groups would have a fit if they heard this, but honestly, I think most  women like being taken by aggressive, alpha males. How many romance  novels are written about beta men? None, because docile men that get  stomped all over are not sexy. Women want tough men to dominate them so  that they don't have to feel ashamed or embarrassed by what gets them  off, or have to ask for it. Stereotypes tell us we're supposed to all  behave like good little prim and proper girls, not naughty, horny  submissives. But deep down, that's exactly what some women actually  want."

"Alright then. I need to be alpha not beta?"

"Yeah, and I don't mean that alphas have to be sexist assholes, and they  shouldn't do anything their girl doesn't like or want. They can be  sweet and nice, but in the bedroom they need to take control and do what  they know turns their woman on without hesitating."

"Even if that means having threesomes?"

"If you're okay with it, and she says it's only about sex, then why not?  You shouldn't feel insecure that she wants another man in the bedroom  at the same time. It's not about you, it's about her fantasy. So unless  you have two dicks, then you're shit out of luck," she said, making me  laugh.

"Loosen up, let her have a good time and don't worry about what it means  or think you're not enough. I would say you should try and be the alpha  in threesomes or foursomes, showing her you can take control and give  her what she wants, even if that's other men. If she's the one, then  eventually she'll realize you can offer her everything she needs, not  just between the sheets. That's after she has a little fun getting all  her holes filled in rough, dirty ways of course."

"Wow, thanks, Lauren. And she did say she wants me to ah, be in charge during."         

     



 

"Well, there you go! She trusts you, not just with making sure the other  guy doesn't hurt her or get out of line, but with making decisions on  how to make it good for her."

I did like knowing Lacy wanted me in charge, in control of the all crazy shit we'd do.

Caleb came through the front door about that time, so my Q&A was  over. "Lucy, I'm home," he hollered with a fake Spanish accent.

"Hey, Will. How's it going?" he asked with a smile, after he kissed Lauren in greeting.

"Oh, you know, just talking to your wife. She's helping me understand  why the girl I'm seeing wants to have threesomes. And foursomes."

"Foursomes?" he asked, his eyebrows shooting to the ceiling.

"Three holes to fill," Lauren said, then smiled sheepishly up at him.

"Good thing they make toys to help fill them all," he said with a wink at Lauren. Her face turned bright red again.

"Really?" I asked.

"Two words, strap-on. Okay, maybe that's one hyphenated word. Also two  words, butt plugs. There's even a dildo with two dicks. I can do the  work of three men, all on my own, isn't that right, baby?"

"Uh, yes, yes you can. But I think that's probably TMI for Will, honey."

"No, please tell me more, oh wise one," I joked.

"How about we order a pizza and eat dinner while I educate you about the dirty birds and pervy bees?"

"Hell yes," I agreed with a laugh.





Chapter Fifteen




Lacy



My heart was pounding so hard it was probably visible through my blouse.  It was eight-forty-five Monday morning, and I was sitting at my  computer in an almost too short to be professional pencil skirt, no  hose, and no panties, as ordered. It was awfully early to be dripping  wet in arousal waiting for my boss man to show up.

I'd touched myself last night just thinking about what was going to  happen today, even after all the romps with Will before I left his  apartment. I kept running scenarios through my mind of what Joe might do  to me. How he'd fuck me. How good it would be … because I knew without a  doubt it would be good. I wouldn't be so worked up if I wasn't so  certain of his skills.

Come on, Joe, I thought, looking at the clock again. My leg was bouncing  in my high heel with excitement. I hadn't even had any coffee.  Apparently arousal was also a stimulant.

Finally I noticed the "out of office" light beside his name on the phone  system go off, but I didn't move just yet. I wasn't going to go running  into his office and demand that he fuck me. Well, at least not for a  few more minutes.

I pretended to be reading something on my computer, while actually  checking my personal emails. I couldn't very well concentrate on actual  legal work at the moment.

I jumped clear out of my seat when my phone finally buzzed.

"Yes?" I picked up and tried to answer normally.

"Can you bring me my court files for this morning?" Joe asked, just like he did every morning that I filled in for Jess.

"Yes, sir. I'll be right in," I replied. I cringed when it came out sounding more Marilyn Monroe than I liked.

I hopped up and grabbed the stack of Joe's case files for this morning  that I'd pulled before leaving on Friday, and headed to his office.

I knocked on his open office door and waited. He smiled when he looked  up and saw me. Wearing a dark, navy blue pinstripe suit, a similar  colored tie, and a Carolina blue dress shirt that matched his eyes, the  man looked edible.

"Come in, and shut the door," he said. I reached behind me and pushed it  until it clicked. "Lock it," he added, causing the muscles low in my  belly to tighten, knowing this meant he was seriously going to do it. He  was going to fuck me in his office while our coworkers, including my  dad, worked just a few feet away.

"Raise your skirt," he ordered.

Tucking the stack of files against one of my hips I used my free hand to  pull the front of my skirt up. I watched Joe's eyes darken as I raised  it higher and higher until I was flashing him my bare flesh.

"Very nice," he said when he reclined back in his big black leather chair, grinning wickedly. "Now get your fine ass over here."

I headed for him without hesitation. He lifted the files from my arms  and sat them on the far corner of his desk before he grabbed my thighs  and tugged my body forward until I couldn't possibly get any closer to  him. Palms spread on the front of each of my legs, he rubbed upward  tantalizingly slow until the pads of his thumbs brushed over my pussy.  He looked up and watched my reaction as one of his hands slipped between  my thighs and his fingertips probed my wetness. I gasped at the  thrilling contact of his long digits gently stroking deeper and deeper  inside of me.

"Something got you excited this morning, Lacy?" he asked. I nodded.  "Good thing you're so ready since we don't have much time before I have  to be in court."         

     



 

I nodded again in agreement, words escaping me at the moment.

"Bend over and hold onto the edge," he said, nodding to the desk beside us.

I eagerly did as he ordered, stretching over his desk on my stomach and  gripping the wooden edge on the other side. His desk was so wide the  stretch left me on my toes, even though I was wearing heels. I could  feel the cool metal of his drawer handle pressing against the front of  my bare mound of flesh.

Joe's hands spread my thighs further apart. I was waiting for him to stand up and unzip his pants, but that's not what he did.

Instead, I felt the rasp of his tongue delving into my pussy. I squirmed and whimpered before I could stop myself.

"Shhh! Don't you dare move or make another sound, or I'll stop," he said  before he went back to work fucking me with his tongue. He was an  expert at hitting the perfect spot.

I bit my bottom lip so hard I tasted blood as my eyes closed in bliss  and my hips thrust against his mouth, but it wasn't enough. The  incredible rhythm of his tongue plunging and retreating against my  swollen and highly aroused clit was too much. An "ughh" moan escaped  right as my body shook with pleasure. His tongue left me feeling empty,  but an instant later it was replaced with his hard cock. He filled me  with his entire length in one smooth push.

Before I could cry out from the sudden fullness, his hand slapped over my mouth and then he started moving.

"Goddamn," Joe said softly against my ear while his hips continued their  punishing rhythm. "I don't care...if everyone...hears us fucking. It's  too good … being in your tight … oh God … dripping wet … pussy."