“I won’t be there,” I continued, “but I’ll make sure you have access to the apartment while I’m gone.”
“Where will you be?”
“I’m going to Vegas for a few days,” I said. The uh…” I turned around to face my desk so I could concentrate on Emily. “There’s been a lot of people hounding me since the news broke, and the interview yesterday just made things worse. I bought a plane today, and I’ll be leaving in the morning.”
I heard Helen let a low moan, and my hand immediately shot up to cover the bottom portion of my phone as I whirled back around. Helen smiled at me, her face contorted in pleasure, and her eyes shone with mischief, but as soon as I faced her, her moan died in her throat. The message was clear: You either have to look, or you have to hear. Choose.
“What was that?” Emily asked.
“Would you cut it out?” I mouthed at Helen. Ignoring me, she arched her back, her chest in the air as she writhed against Erin’s oral abilities.
“Ah. Not sure. Might be someone passing in the hall,” I said.
“Ah,” Emily said, sounding mollified. “So you bought a plane just like that? Marcus, that’s amazing!”
“I know,” I said. “I can hardly believe it myself.”
I watched Helen’s writhing intensify as her face screwed up in obvious pleasure. Her eyes clenched shut as the fingers she’d been running through Erin’s hair tightened their hold, making a firm grip on the young woman’s hair.
I thought about Helen and her behavior since we met. She had obviously displayed a certain level of submissiveness. In her younger years, she surrendered herself to her husband and had done so to me on several occasions, most recently when I’d forced her to take my dick down her throat while talking to Ashlee. However, Helen displayed a dominant tendency with the others, especially Bobbi. It was a turn-on watching a powerful woman who had submitted to me using other women for her pleasure.
As I watched her, an idea formed in my mind – an evil idea.
Helen started to shiver under Erin’s efforts, and I slowly stepped closer, observing her on the threshold of what appeared to be an intense orgasm. She had one arm over her head, gripping the back of the couch, her face buried in the crook of her elbow. As Emily continued to drone on about me buying a plane and staying at the apartment, I covered my hand with the receiver and gently cleared my throat. Helen slowly turned her head and opened her eyes to look up at me.
She looked desperate to cum on my assistant’s pretty face as I mouthed at her, “Can you come to my house tonight?”
She nodded and then began to convulse, throwing her head back as she quietly grunted through a powerful orgasm. I backed away from her and tried to turn as much of my attention back to Emily as I could.
“… stay there. I mean, if that’s alright with you. Feel free to say no,” Emily was saying. It was cute how she felt like she needed to build a case to get me to agree to let her stay at my apartment after I’d already told her she could. I suspected she still felt guilty for everything she put me through when she returned from California.
“Of course,” I insisted. “You don’t have to convince me, Em. You’re my sister. I’m happy to have you there.”
“Oh my god! Thank you! I can’t wait!”
“Anytime,” I said, smiling at the enthusiasm of using my apartment. I guess I couldn’t blame her; I was still trying to wrap my head around the place I now called home.
I turned back around to see how the ladies were faring and watched as my assistant continued to feast on Helen, making the older woman ride through another orgasm. My blood was boiling, and I wanted to stick my cock inside my lawyer’s sopping-wet pussy. “Listen, I need to let you go. I’m going to have my meeting soon. Erin will be with me, so call Vikram. I’m sure he can set you up.”
“Okay!” Emily said. “Bye! I’ll-”
“By Em,” I said, my voice almost a growl as I hung up on my sister. I dropped my phone to the ground and lunged at Helen as it clattered across the floor, grabbing her by the back of the hair with one hand and wrapping my fingers around her neck with the other.
“What-” she started to say, but I cut her off with a fierce kiss, invading her mouth with my tongue and enjoying the feeling of her panting into mine as Erin continued to go down on her. Helen’s squeal was muffled by my lips as the younger woman continued to eat her through her second climax, her hips bucking against my assistant’s face. I placed a hand on her thigh to keep her steady and help Erin.
We were still kissing fiercely when Erin finally pulled her lips from between Helen’s legs and stood up. “You want a turn, boss?” she panted. “I think you have a little time before-”
I tore my lips from Helen’s, turned, grabbed Erin’s face, and planted my lips on hers. My tongue delved into her mouth, tasting Helen’s pleasure as I made out with my assistant, and I felt her moan into my mouth as her hands slid up my chest and wrapped around my neck. Her firm, modest breasts pressed into my chest as she kissed me back with reckless abandon, pushing a mixture of her saliva and Helen’s juices into my mouth for me to drink. It was pure ambrosia.
Helen slid forward, her legs on either side of me as she pressed herself against my back and started kissing along my neck. I was sandwiched between the two of them as they primed me for another round of intense fucking.
Then the door opened.
All three of our heads snapped around to see who had intruded on our moment of intimacy and saw Chloe’s head halfway through the doorway, eyeing us. She managed to keep a straight face, but I noticed the corner of her mouth hitch up in what might have been amusement.
“Sorry to interrupt,” she gruffed. “Psalter’s in the lobby waiting to meet with you.”
“He’s early,” I breathed.
“He likes to be early,” Chloe said.
“Fuck,” I said under my breath.
“He’s on your time,” Chloe said. “If you want, I can take him to the office and talk war stories while you finish here.”
It was tempting, but I shook my head. “No. I have a meeting with Chandler right after. Go ahead and take him to your office. I’ll be right there.”
I extracted myself from Erin and stood up. She was right behind me while Helen was left on the couch, straightening her bra and getting her blouse back into place. I glanced at Erin; she looked like a mess. Her entire face, from nose to chin, was slick with saliva and Helen’s juices, and she had a severe case of sex hair.
“You two should get cleaned up,” I said, “then meet us in Chloe’s office.”
Chloe cast me an unreadable expression and then closed the door as she left to fetch the investigator. Erin reached into her bag and pulled out a pack of wet wipes, handing me a couple while she pulled some out for herself.
“Sorry,” Helen said. “I assumed we had a little more time. Since you’re leaving in the morning, I thought we could sneak in another quick one.”
“It’s fine,” I said, frustrated that I hadn’t gotten a chance to get off. “Maybe we can pick this up later.”
After making myself presentable, I left my office and found Chloe standing just outside my door, waiting for me.