Page 85 of Indecent Ventures

Out of nowhere, I hear a voice in the room. Not any voice. It’s Carter’s. “Good morning, sunshine. Ooh. Who do you have under there?”

Then I hear Reagan’s voice. “Anyone we know?”

Collin responds, “No. Why don’t you two leave. There’s no need to embarrass her.”

I move his cock into my mouth and start sucking him hard.

I feel him quickly inhale a breath while his body jerks.

Reagan says, “She doesn’t seem very shy, Collin.” She and Carter both laugh.

“Get out. I’m changing my code.”

Reagan says, “Will it be harder to crack than six nine six nine?”

Carter answers, “He’ll probably change it to nine six nine six. We can crack that code too, Collin.”

Meanwhile, I haven’t stopped a thing. I’ve got my mouth and hand sliding up and down on his cock.

I hear footsteps get closer to the bed.

In an unusually stern voice, Collin says, “Reagan, don’t. Please leave.”

“Hmm. Okay. We’ll let you off the hook this time. You’re going to tell us all about the woman under there. The one I’m pretty sure you’ve been seeing for several months. The one who seems to have you off the market. The one who, judging by your bedposts, you tie up. The one who isn’t deterred by our presence.”

They both laugh as I hear their voices become more distant until the front door closes. As soon as it does, Collin flips us over and pins my wrists down. “You’re going to pay for that.”

“Ooh. I love being punished. Tell me more.”

“I’m going to tie you up so you can’t move and then fuck your mouth hard. You’ll be choking on me as you swallow my come.”

“By all means, punish me. Give me all you’ve got, Big Daddy.”

And he does. He ties my wrists to the bedposts, climbs on top of me, and fucks my mouth until I’m choking on him. Then he comes, hard and long, down my throat. God, he turns me on.

He wouldn’t be Collin if he then didn’t take care of me. Twice.

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A few hourslater Reagan buzzes for me to come to her office. I walk in. She looks up at me. “Close the door and have a seat.”

I do as she asked. Once I’m seated, she asks, “How long have you been fucking Collin?”

I don’t hesitate. I have nothing to hide. “A few months. How did you know it was me this morning?”

“I only know one woman on this planet who would keep sucking him off during our conversation, that also just so happens to have giant man feet. I saw your size twelves laying on the floor.”

I let out a laugh. “They’re not man feet. Just long, like the rest of me.”

“You don’t think he’s a little old for you?”

Before I can speak, she holds up her hand. “I know you prefer older men. You’ve made that abundantly clear throughout the years. There’s older, and then there’s sixteen years older. That’s a big age gap.”

“We’re having fun. What’s the big deal?”

“The big deal is that I know neither of you have been out on the prowl in at least five months. That sounds like more than just a good time to me. In the nearly five years I’ve known Collin, I’ve never seen him take that long of a hiatus. I also know you have a bit of a thing for my husband, Collin’s best friend. And Collin has a bit of a thing for me. It all spells trouble and hurt to me.”

I shrug. “I’m over my crush. We haven’t discussed it much, but Collin seems to be too.” At least that’s what I keep telling myself.

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