The Favour(2)

His eyes flashed, but it was so quick that she wasn’t sure she saw anything. What had she said?

“I am sure you can be very discreet,” he agreed, and she wasn’t sure if it was her imagination but his voice sounded lower, huskier. “But this is very sensitive. That is where the favour comes into play.”

Annabelle shifted in her seat. She wanted to scream that she would do anything for him, for both of them. The liquid that was pooling inside her panties was witness enough for that.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Trevor’s nostrils flare, and she wondered briefly if he could smell her arousal. No, of course he couldn’t. She waited for Matt to tell her what the favour was, but they just sat staring at her.

“The favour, sir?”

As if in deep thought, Matt blinked several times before he cleared his throat and spoke. “Yes, well, we’ll be leaving for my weekend place where I have plans that I cannot postpone. I have the files with me.”

Annabelle nodded and waited for him to continue.

“We would like you to accompany us and work on the files over the weekend.”

Annabelle was sure shock showed on her face. A weekend away with the two of them? There was no way she would make it through without giving herself away.

“I know it’s last minute, and you probably already had plans, but I’ll make it worth your while,” he promised.

Oh God, she was going to spend the entire weekend with them.

“Like I said I cannot postpone my plans.”

He was probably meeting a woman out there. That realisation was like a cold splash of water. “I’m sure I can work on it from home and get the information together for you.” There was no way she wanted to see him with his lover.

He shook his head. “Impossible. I need to make my decision before Monday.”

Annabelle sighed. She was a grown woman. She should be able to handle the weekend and her hormones to be able to help her boss out. Even though she had doubts on just how accurate, that was she still agreed. “Sure. I can go with you.”

He flashed her a radiant smile that she felt to her toes. She never thought a woman could climax from just having a man look at her, but she was pretty close.

“Great. I want to leave after work. So why don’t you take a long lunch, pack a weekend bag, and we’ll leave from here?”

Annabelle stood. “Yes, sir. I’ll be ready.” She practically ran from his office, closing the door behind her.



Mac laughed as Annabelle quickly left his office. He could smell her nervousness when she entered, but as she sat in front of him, that wasn’t her scent very long.

Pressing a hand over the erection that made an appearance every time he was close to Annabelle, he closed his eyes and tried to get his body under control.

“She was fucking wet,” Trevor muttered, his voice heavy with need. Mac looked over his shoulder at his friend. “I told you she was the one.”

Trevor adjusted himself. “It’s going to be a long weekend if she doesn’t go for it.”

Mac swivelled his chair to face the other man. “She’ll go for it.” He reached over and grabbed Trevor’s belt, pulling the other man to him. “Now, let’s take care of this.”

With skilled fingers, Mac removed Trevor’s belt, unbuttoned him, and pushed his slacks down. Like always, Trevor wore nothing under his pants.

Griping him by the base of his cock, Mac leant down and licked the drop of pre-cum that had escaped. Trevor moaned and grabbed the back of his head.

“Yes. Suck me deep,” he demanded.

Mac stopped playing and engulfed Trevor’s large cock. Trevor’s hips moved, shoving his shaft in and out of his mouth, and Mac had to reach down and release his own erection.

Both hands now buried in Mac’s hair, Trevor fucked his mouth while Mac pumped his own weeping cock. He stroked himself to the rhythm Trevor set, and soon, his balls tightened and his seed shot out.

Only a moment later, Trevor pushed in deep and released inside his mouth. Mac licked him dry before finally letting him go.

“That was great.” Trevor panted as he leant down and kissed Mac deeply.

Drawing back, Mac winked. “Just think how much better it will be with Annabelle between us as we share her.”

Trevor groaned. “Keep that up and we’ll go again.”

Mac chuckled as he stood to go clean himself.





Chapter Two





Annabelle didn’t think three hours had ever passed so slowly in her life. Being with the two men who haunted every dream she had in the small confines of a car was torture.

When Matt slowed and pulled off the highway, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Almost there,” he told her, looking into the rear view mirror at her.