Mathew turned the corner of the block and stopped at the glass entry door. The building was vacant, the windows were papered with the "coming soon" business banner. Light leaked out at the cracks between the posters and the edges of the windows. The sound of the season was vibrating through the windows even though they were closed up tight.
He tugged at the bottom of the suit jacket giving it smart stiffened look. He liked the starched military look and fit. He felt a bit cocky as he pulled the door open. The building was far from empty though it was vacant. The shell of the future business was full of sounds of the party under way. Greetings came from all that he passed as he made his way to the reception table. Thinking he was a pretty popular guy for a patrolman he shook hands with all the partiers stopping at the buffet table to look over the fare.
Meats, cheeses, fruits, veggies, breads and cakes - all the goodies fit for the holiday. Then there was the line-up of wines, beers, sodas and water - ah, there'll be some drinking here tonight! He thought.
Moving with his loaded up plate to the nearest table, he set down the goodies and headed for the drink tubs. Being a non-drinker he snatched a bottled water and headed back to the table. Tall tables, he thought, were for snacking and talking and his plate full was obviously demonstrating his hunger. When he settled in with this food and drink it was all he could do to nod and keep up with the cruising minglers. The CEO spotted him and made his way through the crowd. Stuffing a beef satay into his mouth and sliding the skewer out of from between his teeth, Mathew smile broadly and stuck his hand out to greet him.
Good Evening, Mathew, he said. They shook each other hand and there was a quiet while Mr. Johnson let Mathew chew his last mouthful. Great food, we really lucked out tonight, Johnson said looking over the happy crowd eating drinking and mingling.
Mathew noticed that Johnson was drinking a bottled water and as he picked his up tipped it toward him and said - "salud" and took a gulp to wash the meat down.
Johnson lifted his bottle and repeated the salutation with a big grin. He was always smiling. He's a pretty nice guy to work for, you know? Mathew thought. The exchanged small talk for a while - work related mostly until the conversation drifted to make up of the crowd.
Mathew commented on the number of women at the party and their appearance of all being on the prowl for a man. Johnson nodded and said, Oh yeah, I know these girls are dying for some action. And turned and looked at Mathew - are you up for it tonight? or is the wife not going to allow that? Closing that with a chuckle. Mathew snorted - oh yeah, that! huh! Sometimes that will not be allowed - but I think my "wife" she's really my girl friend / room mate would like to see me bring home a horny chick, ya see, she popped it on me last week that she was interested in seeing a chick that she met - I'm just a tool in her shed, I think. He took a long slow drink on the water.
Johnson's attention turned to Mathew's story and just said - tell me more. Mathew said, not much to tell - She just wanted a hard cock on the side when she brought her girlfriend home. He paced in place moving his weight from one foot to the other - looking sort of nervous. Taking another sip of water he blurted out - I don't drink or smoke but I like two things - wild women and hella fast motorcycles!
Johnson asked - ya think she'd like two hard cocks? looking hard at Mathew. He could tell he had the picture in his head. Don't know, Mathew said.
Johnson said - well, next time you've got them all lined up, ask them and if they do, man, that's a fantasy of mine, I need to check that off my list - being a third or even a fourth in a group. Hmm. that'd be sweet.
They both laughed that dirty knowing laugh and both turned to greet the next guest coming toward them.
It was only a few hours after Johnson had gotten home when his phone rang and it was Mathew. When he saw the caller I.D. he wondered if there was a problem down the street at the complex because Mathew had told him as he left that he was going to make his rounds and check all the doors and windows before heading to his ranch.
Yep - Johnson blurted when the phone connected - What's up? Hey, nothing much, looking for that third - got home, told Anne you comments and she told me tonight would be great - you up for some company?
I didn't know what to say but 'uh huh sure'. it caught me be surprise because, you know how guys talk, they stroke each other and that's it. But now I'm listening the details - and grunting "uh-huh"'s after every line.
Click - the phone went dead and Mathew stood there wondering what he'd just agreed to do. Mathew had ended the call with - and I'll come by and pick you up. Be ready, I'll come by in about 15 minutes. Ok - so I needed to get a quick shower, I still smelled like the mixer. So I jumped up, pulled out some sweats to wear and headed for the shower.
Thinking all the while - I've only once seen Mathew's "wife". I knew he'd introduced her as his Wife before. That was weird her status changed. Whatever. I was soaping and scrubbing and standing in front of the mirror when the door bell rang out.
Shit, that was fast! Or was I just being too slow? hmm. As I walked to get the door in my t-shirt and shorts I was almost to the door when I thought better of my attire. But I hit the locks on the door and opened it to the surprised look of Mathew as he stood there in the party suit I'd last seen him in.
I turned and let him enter as I headed back to the bedroom. Telling him that I'd be ready in a minute, and to help himself to a drink if he'd like one.
Don't drink, he responded. Well, there's coke's and water and stuff in the frig.
Ok. He responded - Hey, he yelled, you good with this? I stopped what I was doing and it was quiet. I shouted back - good with what? A group? sure why not? I asked.
Well, 'cause it will be just Anne and me - Just us 3. His voice was at the doorway of the room and gave me a start. I turned toward his voice. He was holding a bottle of water in one hand and the other hand was buried in his suit pants. I could tell that he was fingering his cock through the deep pocket. I sat down on the edge of the bed and thought about what he was asking me.
I'm not sure what you mean. why don't you say what you mean? I asked and leaned back on the bed on my elbows.
Mathew as a very masculine guy, former Sheriff now owner of his own security force and doing well under his leadership. My company had done him well as one of the largest contracts and we'd always had a great relation going.
He walked over to the bed, sat down beside me and holding the bottle with both hands he bowed his head and said "I've never been with a man with Anne before, I'm not sure how'd that would work."
It appeared to be an awkward moment coming on us fast so I broke in and said - well, if it makes you feel any better, I've never done that either. I put my hand on his pant leg and gave a short squeeze and asked him - you want to do a trial run here before we head out to see if it's in the card? I left my hand on his thigh and as I spoke he turned and looked me in the eye. He was looking deeply and I could see in though blue pools half desire and half fear. He just nodded. I leaned in, putting my arm around his shoulder, I pulled him next to me. It was the kind of hug that two guys will give each other - shoulder to shoulder. I gave him a little shake and smiled, and told him to get undressed.
I went to the closet and pulled out some hangers and as he took each piece of clothing off, I hung it up. As I was tucking the suit coat into the closet, I comment - you know you look smoking hot in that suit tonight. I turned and Mathew had his suit pants held out on his extended arm. I could see that his tight body was wrapped in cotton briefs and t-shirt. Then came the dress shirt and we were both dress identically.
I waved my arm toward the bed and we both fell onto the quilt on our shoulders. Making our way up to the pillows, like inch worms, we both came to rest face to face.
So, tell me where you see this going? If Anne were here, what would she tell us to do? Mathew's eyes drifted down my chest to my shorts and then back when he said - She'd tell us to strip naked. Ok I said and I rolled on my back pulled the t-shirt over my head and threw my legs up and slide my briefs off dropping them at the side of bed.
Mathew was frozen at the sight - there I was in all my glory. In a duplicated movement but not quite as fast, Mathew dispensed of the layer of cotton separating us.
I'm now comparing the mental image I had of my body to the now real, fit, policeman's body lying on his side facing me. He's bigger than average manhood was coming alive as we gazed over each others body.
Now what? What would Anne want us to do now? I had a slight smile buried deep but it was coming up while Mathew pronounced each move while he looked over his next sex partner.
She'd want me to start. She'd want me to make love to you like it was her.
How's that, I asked?
He moved his entire body toward me until we were touching. Putting his hand on the nape of my neck, he pulled my lips to his and both gently and deliberately he cocked his head and sucked my lower lip into his lips. He worked my mouth using his tongue and lips and slide his way to my neck and then shoulder. Both his hands were on my shoulders and gripping with much of his weight against me. It was impressive how he modulated the weight as he moved around - practically hovering around me - over me until he was doing a hand stand on my shoulders pressing me into the bed. He was now directly over top of me looking down when I asked - and? breathlessly - he moved into a wedge between my legs. They were not closed but now they were spread wide with Mathew on his knees crouched over top of me. And as though he was making a cats' craddle out of string, his knees were under my thighs and in a moment of movement he'd positioned me into a seated position
in his lap. My hard cock pointing straight up meeting his hard cock that pressed impressively against his abs. I looked up from appraising his new position and in a low voice breathed - your body is so beautiful! He smiled said thank you and pulled me toward him for another breath stealing kiss. I was becoming dizzy with the motion as he held me closely and we seemed to be swirling on the bed. When we came to a stop, our embrace was parted and my eyes were opening I found myself on top looking down at this stunning man grinning up at me.
Whoa, let me catch myself, I stammered. Come here he said, come on down here. I leaned forward as he wrapped his arms around my back below my arm pits and gave me a man to man bear hug. We feel into another passionate kiss and Mathew wrestled me up and down his torso. It was so erotic as we'd become sweaty during our man-dance and we slide nicely against each other. His right arm left the embrace and then the other and they landed on each side of my ass cheeks. Mathews large rough hands caressed each check deftly allowing his fingers to massage my hole and inner cheeks. When finally one finger lingered and entered my sphincter. It was slick from the sweat and sliped in an inch or so. I winced and arched my back but Mathew wouldn't let me free to respond. instead, he pulled me into a tight embrace with his remaining arm and probed my mouth with his tongue in matching rhythm with the probing of my ass hole. It was incredible, erotic and
with each tongue finger probe my body heaved in pleasure. At first I thought I was having a heart attack then the rolling pleasure from my asshole to my nuts and back gave it to me hard and fast - I was cumming with Mathew's tongue in my throat and now two fingers fucking my ass. My ass began to flex and grip he fingers and with each flex, Mathew held me tighter and sucked my face into his. His hips were grinding against mine and our cocks were igniting from the friction. Unwillingly, I was convulsing toward an incredible orgasm when we both peeked. It was the summit of our passion. cum was becoming the thick layer between our bodies. We slid more and more as we pumped out our loads each alternating blasts on one another.
Mathew was now holding both my ass cheeks - one in each hand as we slowed and became still. Our faces still locked onto each other tongues exchanged probes as we pulled free and I rolled off.
Mathew was silent for just a moment when he said- that's how she likes to get going. Now she likes to lick me clean. He then reached down, like taking a swipe on the frosting on a cake with his finger picking up a wad of cum and reached over, presented it to my lips, and without waiting for me to part my lips he pushed it through and into my mouth. I was sucking on his finger when I saw his trophy cock grow first to stand straight out and then in a quick slap up and hit his stomach. Mathew reached behind my neck with his hand sticky with cum and pulled my face to his belly. There you go, atta boy.....would you clean that up, I've got get home.... as he spoke he slid my face through cum to the trophy waiting...