“This sounds like it’s shaping up to be a lot of fun,” Helen said. “I’m sad I’ll miss it.”
She hadn’t been part of the weekend’s festivities because I had been mad at her, and I felt a little bad that she would miss out on an encore performance. I would have to talk to her later and see if I could convince her to change her mind. The thought of having Erin, Natashya, and Helen with me was enticing.
“You’d like her,” I said as I entered my office with the other two on my heels. Chloe broke off from us to go into her office next door to mine, leaving the two of us alone. Helen shut the door behind us.
“Okay, so Vegas planning aside,” I said, rounding my desk and sitting down, “I have a meeting with the investigator in a few minutes. Is there anything I need to know in advance?”
“Not really,” Erin said, sitting on the edge of one of the seats and crossing her arms over her chest. “He says he has a lead on the man who trashed your apartment and thinks it might be a link to someone you know, but he didn’t want to say anything over the phone. He’s a little eccentric about things like that. Chloe says that it’s because of the line of work he was in.”
“Alright.” I looked at Helen, who took a seat on the couch. “And Chandler?”
“Like I said,” Helen replied, “We get him to keep the hounds at bay as long as he can while we get you oriented a little more. I’m confident he can buy us at least two weeks. Chandler’s very capable. Despite the chaos surrounding Colin’s passing, he’s done well with the company.”
“I recommend you bring him into your inner circle, though,” Helen continued. “I don’t have faith in many people, but Chandler’s one I think you can trust, and he would be much more effective if he knew everything.”
I shrugged and said, “That’s fine. It’s not like I have some sort of secret master plan-”
My phone rang, and I pulled it from my pocket to check who it was. I remembered that Bobbi was now inside my house, and for all I knew, it could be on fire.
It wasn’t Bobbi, though.
“It’s Emily,” I said. “Just let me take this real quick.”
I stood up and started pacing around the desk as I answered the phone, “Hey Em!”
“Hey, M,” she said back. “Just checking on you. I heard about Jacob.”
“How?” I asked. “That just happened this morning!”
“Hillary called me,” Emily said. “Jacob called and ranted to her about you, calling you selfish. She said he called you the ‘R’-word and said that you wouldn’t give him a chance. He was so mad he let enough slip for her to figure out he wasn’t working. She called him out on it and he came clean and confessed that he lost his job a week ago. Get this… he’s just been driving around, gambling online, and eating beef jerky all day for the last two weeks while telling her he’s been at work.”
“Jesus,” I muttered. “Gambling and beef jerky? Both of those things will burn through their savings in no time.”
“Yeah. I tried to call him, but he didn’t answer. Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I said. “I’m fine. I have security now, and they handled him. Is Hillary going to kick his ass?”
“I don’t know. She doesn’t have the temperament for that, so I doubt it.”
“You think she’ll leave him?”
“No,” she replied. “She doesn’t have the temperament for that either. I wish she would at least consider it, though. I don’t understand how she can put up with all his crap. It’s not like he’s providing for them. She would probably be better off…”
“Yeah,” I said absentmindedly, watching Helen and Erin as Emily continued to ramble on about Jacob’s marriage. Helen leaned forward and whispered something to Erin, casting furtive glances over at me as her lips brushed my assistant’s ear. “Do Mom and Dad know about it?”
“No,” Emily said, “And they’re not going to find out. At least, not from me. I don’t want to risk Jacob showing up at my place yelling at me.”
Erin turned her head and pressed her lips to Helen’s. The older woman opened her mouth, and I had a front-row seat as my assistant’s tongue plunged between Helen’s lips. The two ladies gave me a graphic display of their sapphic make-out session, almost acting like they were the only two in the room as they focused their attention entirely on each other.
Erin ended the kiss, grabbed her lover’s face, slid her tongue along Helen’s chin, and ran it across Helen’s lips and up her cheek. Helen extended her tongue, and Erin slipped it between her lips, sucking on it like a little cock as she moved her head up and down on it. Then she extended her tongue, swirling it around Helen’s, ensuring it was all very visible to me as Emily and I continued our conversation.
“Um…” I said, suddenly finding it hard to concentrate. “That’s good. I… uh…”
In one fluid motion, Erin slid off the edge of the chair and onto her knees without breaking the messy kiss she shared with Helen. She walked on her knees, closing the little remaining distance between them, and Helen spread her legs open, inviting my assistant to slip inside them.
“You okay?” Emily said when I failed to form a coherent sentence.
“Yeah,” I said, watching as Erin broke the kiss and trailed her lips down the throat of a woman old enough to be her mother. I slipped my hand in my pocket and adjusted my suddenly hardening member to make it more comfortable in my pants.
“Yeah,” I continued. “I just saw a text on my phone. I got distracted.”
Letting her head fall back, Helen’s eyes slid shut, and she let out a small whimper as Erin peeled her blouse up, exposing her tits. I watched as the younger woman pulled one of her bra cups aside, revealing a stiff, pale pink nipple that she slipped between her lips.
“Sounds like you’re busy,” Emily said. “Should I let you go?”
“I… have a few more minutes,” I said. Helen lifted her head, and her eyes slowly opened, her icy-blue eyes locking onto mine. She slipped a pretty pink lip between her teeth and bit on it as her perfectly manicured fingers slid through Erin’s silver hair, pressing her firmly against her breast.
“What are you doing?” I mouthed at Helen. She simply smirked at me in response.
“I have a meeting soon, though,” I told Emily, “so I should wrap this up, but I wanted to say congrats again on getting the part in the play.”
“Thanks!” Emily said. “Rehearsals don’t start till the middle of next week, so I’m going to take it easy the rest of this week. The director is a taskmaster, so I’ll be busy.”
“What are you going to do?” I asked, barely able to pay attention to my conversation with my sister. I absentmindedly squeezed my cock through my pocket as I watched Erin bob lower, half her head disappearing under the skirt Helen had bunched around her thighs. Helen fixed her eyes on mine as she gently grazed her fingernails through Erin’s hair. Her hips began to rock back and forth as Erin was suckling on the older woman’s pussy.
“I don’t know,” Emily said. “I have some reading to catch up on. Could I come by your house and use your pool this week?”
“I… yeah,” I said, feeling very weird about being turned on enough to touch myself as two women engaged in lesbian delights in front of me while talking to my sister on the phone. It didn’t stop me, though. Despite having only fucked them a handful of hours ago, watching Helen and Erin interact with each other in this way was incredibly erotic. They were two of the sexiest women I’d ever met, and their lesbian display was priming me for a round two.