Eight
“I’m here . . .”
Trey’s voice trailed off as he saw Danielle, dressed in a skimpy, and very sexy, maid’s outfit, with her hands above her head. He quickly closed the door behind him and locked it.
“I . . . uh . . .”
Suddenly, he realized that her hands were above her head because they were tied together with a rope which was then twined through the rising banister behind her, holding them high above her head. As his gaze glided down her sexily clad form, taking in her voluptuous breasts spilling from the low neckline, her slim waistline, then her legs skewed wide, his cock hardened.
Oh man, she was sitting and . . . two male legs jutted out from between her thighs, and he realized she was sitting on Jake’s lap, her feet curled around the dark cherrywood legs of one of Jake’s stylishly elegant dining room chairs beneath them.
“Trey, I’m glad you’re here.” Jake peered out from behind Danielle’s head. “My maid, Dani, here has been very bad, and I wanted you to help me punish her.”
“Punish her?” Trey stepped closer, his groin tightening painfully. “Okay.”
He wanted to say more . . . to ask about her misdeed . . . but he couldn’t stop staring at her skirt . . . wondering what was happening under there. Was Jake’s long cock pressing close against her? Was it . . . inside her?
“Say hello to Master Garner, Dani.”
“Hello, Master Garner.”
Master. Oh God, that was sexy.
As he stood in front of her, he wanted to reach out and grab those lovely round breasts, which thrust forward so beautifully between her upraised arms. Jake caressed one lovely mound, then tugged the fabric down to reveal a hardened nipple. Trey stroked a finger over the nub and Danielle moaned softly. He leaned forward and licked it, then squeezed his lips around it, teasing the tip with his tongue. The aureole pebbled against his lips. Her accelerated breathing sent his pulse racing.
Jake pulled up her full but very short skirt, revealing her naked pussy. Trey’s eyes widened. At this angle, it looked like . . . Trey stepped back and confirmed that Jake’s hard cock was inside her.
He could imagine Jake’s hard cock, veins bulging, pressed deep inside her . . . Danielle squeezing him tight.
Oh God, his cock throbbed in his pants.
“You’re looking uncomfortable there, buddy. Why not loosen things up a bit?” Jake said.
Trey unfastened his pants, knowing that’s what Jake was alluding to. He dropped them to the floor, then released his rock-hard cock from his briefs. Danielle’s gaze rested on his erection, her shimmering green eyes filled with hunger.
He stepped closer, wanting her full, sexy lips to wrap around his cockhead, but sitting on Jake’s lap like that . . . his cock inside her . . . she was too high to reach him, and her arms tied to the banister didn’t allow her to bend down.
For a moment, he considered offering his cock to Jake. The thought of Jake pleasuring both Danielle and him at the same time was an intense turn-on.
“Use the step stool,” Jake suggested. “It’s right there.” His head gestured to the right.
Trey glanced around and saw the dark cherrywood step stool Jake usually kept under the desk in the kitchen sitting two feet to the right of Jake and Danielle. Obviously, Jake had thought this through.
Trey placed the stool in position and stepped on top of it. Danielle stroked her cheek against his cock, licking the side of it. Her soft skin, then warm tongue made his cock twitch in delight. Jake grasped Trey’s cock in his firm, masculine grip and stroked a couple of times . . . fracturing Trey’s composure. . . . Then Jake positioned Trey’s cock in front of Danielle’s mouth.
It had been a long time since Trey had felt Jake’s touch there and it sent strong bittersweet memories surging forward. A gnawing ache began deep inside him . . . until Danielle’s mouth surrounded his tip while her tongue toyed with the small opening on the end of him. Slowly, Jake fed Trey’s cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his shaft as it eased deeper inside. Once it was as far as it would go, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on him. Jake drew him out, then eased him in again. A slow rhythm . . . in . . . out . . . felt superbly erotic.
Then Jake drew him all the way out and Jake’s lips surrounded him. His teeth edged lightly around Trey’s corona, then Jake swallowed him deep. With Trey’s cock deep inside Jake’s mouth, Jake lifted Trey’s balls and pressed them to Danielle’s mouth. She licked them, then Jake fed one into her mouth. She cradled it inside her warmth and Trey moaned. Jake fed the other ball into her mouth and she laved her tongue over them. As Danielle sucked on his balls, Jake moved up and down Trey’s shaft. Trey wanted to move, to fuck Jake’s mouth like old times, but if he did, he’d pull free of Danielle’s mouth, and he didn’t want that.
Jake sped up and Trey felt the familiar tightening in his groin—then he burst in an intense, carnal climax, groaning loudly.
God, he and Jake hadn’t shared such personal intimacy in a long time and . . . he was surprised how much Jake still turned him on. Had he only been fooling himself that he was over Jake? Or was it just that Danielle heightened everything about the sexual experience? All he knew right now was that being with both of them was more intensely erotic than anything he’d ever experienced before.
Jake released him, smiling broadly.
“You know, I think Dani still needs her lesson. Right, Dani?”
“Yes, Master Jamieson.”