Lucky Man Ch. 20

Looking up, she smiled widely and sat up, then practically jumped into his arms. "Afternoon my love," she said.

"Hey," he replied. They stared at each other for a few minutes, silently communicating.

"Have fun last night?" he asked, kissing her.

She smiled, nodding. "Sure did. How did my husband do?"

He smiled. "Honey, I don't think I'll be able to get Mr. Happy up for a solid week."

She giggled, rolling her eyes as he let her slide to the floor.

"So you were okay with catching me in the act this morning?" she asked.

He smiled, nodding. "Of course! Did you like having two guys inside you?"

She grinned widely. "I saw Dana doing that last night and had to try it this morning."

He chuckled. "At first I thought he was going to put it in your butt," he said with a cheeky a grin.

She got a playfully shocked look on her face and put both hands back, covering her perfect rump with them. "Not my hiney!" she said, frowning.

He laughed, picking her up again and kissing her. She giggled.

"So, you've never wanted that?" he asked.

She shrugged. "Not personally. I mean, I guess I'll do it if someone wanted to."

He smiled. "I think I might hurt you if I tried it. Maybe one of the other guys though."

She nodded in agreement, kissing him again before wriggling her way to the ground.

"Everyone else leave?" he asked, heading toward the bathroom.

"Yeah. We had sandwiches for lunch, and everyone was very thankful and happy with how it all turned out. They all left, except for you and the Murphy girls. Mark got dressed and said he was going for a run, the crazy bastard. You gonna shower?" she asked.

He smiled, nodding. "I'm sore babe," he said. She giggled, then turned, seeing a sleepy Becky come into the room.

"Hey there," Kelly said, going over and putting her arm around the young woman.

"Hi," she replied, smiling widely but weakly.

Kelly giggled. "What did you do to the poor girl?"

Becky moved with her and they all three stepped into the bathroom, Duncan reaching in to turn on the water. "He was sooooo good last night, Kel," she said. "I think he might have killed my sister though," she said, giggling. "She definitely has some brain damage."

Duncan laughed at that and shook his head. "That wasn't my fault. She was like that when we met her."

Becky briefly cackled at that and shook her head.

Kelly looked up at him curiously. "Did you drop her or something?"

He laughed, shaking his head again. "Heck no, she's just so tight," he said.

"And he's so fucking thick," Becky said, stumbling into the shower and holding her hand out to steady herself.

"Help her, baby," Kelly bade. "She's obviously having trouble walking."

Duncan smiled, nodding. Becky smiled, turning as he grabbed a loofah and some of Kelly's girly body wash. Over the next twenty minutes, the two of them alternated rubbing each other's sore and tired muscles and washing body parts. Becky behaved herself, as did Duncan, only kissing each other a little bit.

"You know, you'll eventually have to return to your boyfriend," he said.

She smiled, shrugging. "You're certainly welcome to tell him I'm yours now," she said, turning and looking up at him, her eyes looking more serious than he expected. He smiled, kissing her on the forehead and letting her lean against his muscled chest.

"I'm just kidding, of course," she said, sighing happily as the two stood in the warm water. He smiled, looking down and kissing her forehead. "Well, mostly," she admitted. "I love the man, but I have to confess that you give me downright rotten thoughts."

He laughed at that, seeing her looking up at him cheekily. "You get dirty thoughts?" he asked.

"Hell yes. Like making Danielle go live with Rachel and Mark and taking her place as the household sex puppet," she said. "I'd have to beat her up though, probably."

He chuckled. "That's a fight I'd like to see," he said.

She grinned, then looked back down and held him there for a bit longer. Sighing, she finally agreed with him that it was time to get out, and the two went about drying each other off before getting dressed.

Rachel got up a little later after Duncan and Becky sat down for some more sandwiches that Kelly made for them, both of them eating together at the kitchen table.

The nude sister entered the kitchen, and Kelly waved Becky back down as she stood to go and help. The back door opened, and the four saw Mark entering covered in sweat.

"Oh, good, you can shower with her," Kelly said, holding Rachel up. She smiled sleepily.

He chuckled, then went and kissed Becky. "Morning Darling," he said. Grinning, she swatted him on the butt as he stepped around her. "Morning Darling," he said, leaning over and kissing Duncan on the forehead. Kelly and Becky both laughed as Duncan wiped his forehead, Mark grinning widely.

"Morning sugartits," Duncan said, shoving Mark away.

"Did you rearrange my girlfriend's guts?" he asked, pseudo punching at him.

Duncan grinned. "I guarantee she's going to have trouble walking now," he said.

"And sitting down... and not thinking about that dick," she added, drawing a playful scowl.

"Focus!" Kelly said. "Nude college girl needs a big strong man to shower her off."

Rachel giggled sleepily, stumbling over and grabbing on to Mark. He smiled, kissing her and leading her to the guest bathroom.

After lunch, Becky, despite Kelly's protests, Kelly, and Duncan, all went about stripping the beds and gathering up all the blankets and sheets that had been procured by everyone. Pillowcases, towels, and lost clothing joined the pile, and Kelly and Becky went about sorting and starting a load together.

The three went to the den after that, Becky lying her head in Duncan's lap as they all talked.

"Wait," Becky said, sitting up. She held her hand up for them to be quiet. The unmistakable cry of pleasure from her sister hit her ears, and she sighed shaking her head. "He's not supposed to be fucking her again," she said, giggling.

"Good lord," Kelly agreed. "Poor girl is going to end up in a coma."

Duncan and Becky both joined her as they laughed in amused disbelief. Emerging from the shower a few minutes later, looking surprisingly refreshed, the two were still clinging to each other and kissing like they were in high school.

"God, get a room," Becky said.

Mark smiled, shrugging. The three got their things together shortly after, and once a protracted goodbye had been said, finally left.

Danielle and Kara emerged a little bit later, and the showers started again.

That evening, the four relaxed, Duncan and Kelly letting Danielle off the hook from her submissive duties, even though she was happily proclaiming that she wanted to do whatever they asked.

That evening, both new roommates announced that they would be staying in their own beds that night, and Duncan and Kelly were both secretly grateful. Everyone clearly needed a break.

For the next couple of days, Duncan felt completely "sexed out." Sure, he complimented his girls when he saw them, but he really felt no desire to be anything more than affectionate with them. He supposed that was a good thing, since it meant that he could concentrate on work without sex constantly distracting him.

It turned out to be perfect timing as work seemed to pick up, and the office was busier than ever. Still, after three days of no sex and only normal affection from his wife and two live-in lovers, Duncan was surprised that he wasn't feeling the urge to get frisky. He didn't think anything was broken, of course, but figured that it would be another day or so before he started to feel aroused or even horny again.

Tuesday , Kara poked her head in the office after lunch to ask him if he wanted a quick blowjob. He smiled and shook his head, eliciting a frown and a wink. That evening, he helped Danielle with some homework from one of her new classes, and he realized then that he had quite the odd little family built around him. He kept the thoughts to himself though and concentrated on helping her.

On Wednesday, he'd gone in and looked at the rough photo-sets and video of his two shoots with Camille and Frank and the two models that had acted with him. They looked good, and the ever-bubbly Sara was even more adorable than ever. She repeatedly told him what a great time she'd had and how much she'd enjoyed it all, as well as asking when they could work together again.

Camille had asked him if he'd be good to shoot on Thursday, and he told her he honestly didn't know. She told him that she also had a spot on Saturday but knew that he had permanent plans then as well. He told her that he'd just have to see how he felt on Thursday, and decided that he might as well see if he could go through with it, as he really didn't want to do a shoot or two on Saturday and then go to the party that night. He figured he could fake an internal orgasm or do as Camille had suggested before and let them use a fake load.

He wasn't sure he was going to be up to the task.

*****

Kelly

Kelly's week had been much different than Duncan's. For one, business wasn't nearly as busy for them as it was for her husband. She felt a little bad for him, seeing how tired he and Kara were when they got home. She had a little extra free time at work, even with Danielle gone at certain times for class.

On Monday, she wasn't exactly thinking sexual thoughts, but from past experience, she knew that was when Mr. Sellers was most likely to be horny from the long weekend of not having sex. She was working on some paperwork when he came in. Looking up, she smiled as he came over and playfully looked down the front of her blouse. She started back on the paperwork, feeling his eyes on her skin as he stood there quietly.

"Have a good weekend?" she asked finally.

"I guess so," he answered.

She smirked, not looking up from what she was doing, but leaning forward a little so that her blouse fell open a little more.

He chuckled, then moved his hand over to cup her breast from the outside. Mr. Deekins came out of his office then and greeted his partner. Kelly continued to do paperwork as the two men spoke, Mr. Sellers' hand gently squeezed her breast as he stood right next to her. Mr. Deekins came closer to her then, and she felt his hand slide down to the other breast as Mr. Sellers slid his into her bra and gently pulled at her nipple ring.

She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the tingles of pleasure racing through her. She couldn't focus on her task and hadn't been listening to the two older men as they spoke. She knew it wasn't about her, but about some upcoming deal.

"Well, we could always just ask Kelly and Marie to fuck the lot of them," Mr. Deekins said.

She smirked but didn't look up. Movement to her right caught her eye, and she saw Mr. Deekins lean down and pop her breast out, all in the same movement. His warm mouth latched on to her right nipple, his tongue and teeth playing with the ring.

She whimpered, swaying gently forward in her chair as he sucked noisily. Mr. Sellers laughed, and Mr. Deekins stood, leaving her breast exposed. She smirked, then looked up in surprise as the water bottle delivery boy came in. He was a young man, just out of high school and most likely a virgin.

"Heya Sammy," Mr. Deekins said. "Have you ever seen a woman with nipple rings?"

Kelly smiled, looking up as the kid stammered that he hadn't.

"Well shit, come here son," he replied.

Mr. Sellers joined in on the fun and pulled the other side of her blouse and bra down, exposing her other breast, nipple, and nipple ring.

The water bottle guy had a huge grin on his face, and Kelly smiled sweetly up at him. "I'm sorry if this is embarrassing," she said. "These dirty old men just can't get enough of me."

"Goddamn right about that," Mr. Deekins said, reaching down and pinching her nipple. "Go ahead kiddo," he said, "she won't bite."

The kid looked from Mr. Deekins to Kelly, and then back. Kelly didn't reply, just sat still and waited for the young man to do something.

"Yeah, it's okay," Mr. Deekins said, without prompt.

The young man laughed nervously, then moved over to Mr. Deekins' side and reached over to feel the gentle curve of Kelly's breast.

"Go ahead and stand up Kel," Mr. Sellers bade her.

"Yes, sir," she said, smiling sweetly up at him. She did exactly that, turning and smiling at the young man as he stepped closer, a wide smile plastered to his face. His hands were cold on her skin, and he squeezed them amateurishly for a few seconds, then pulled at her nipple rings. Smiling, he nodded, mumbled a thank you, and then turned to go and finish his job.

Kelly smirked, then looked up at the two men expectantly.

Both of them looked at her and laughed after a second.

"Alright, alright," Mr. Deekins said, reaching over and covering her breasts up.

She waited for him to finish and then sat back down and started working again, trying to ignore the dampness in her panties.

A few minutes later, the water guy was done and had gone. She waited for the mail to come, and the earlier morning package pickup to be done, and finally stood, satisfied that there wouldn't be any interruptions for a little while.

Marie looked up from her desk, smiling and shaking her head knowingly. She stood herself though and started toward her own boss's office.

Poking her head in, Kelly looked over at him, an inquisitive smile on her face. He smiled back, nodding and beckoning her in.

Mr. Sellers' office was large and well-furnished. He had a really nice desk, a large, comfortable couch, and a very comfortable desk chair that face toward Kelly's desk, a large window with thick blinds, and the heavy wooden door separating the two of them. She smiled, then stepped in, shutting and locking the door behind her.

Stepping over to him, she looked seductively at him while she walked. "What's your pleasure today sir?" she asked.

He grinned. "Just a quick blowjob," he said. "I'm meeting some old friends in a bit."

She smiled, nodding, walking over and telling him, "Yes, sir," before kneeling down and spinning his chair her way. Her hands moved over to his lap, and she easily unzipped them, leaning forward to push her lips into the crease of his pants, his bulbous cock-head sliding free and diving into her waiting mouth.

"Fuckin' hell," he groaned, relaxing into his chair.

She giggled, sucking and beginning to work her lips up and down his shaft.

"God," he groaned. "I can't believe I'm one of those bosses that gets to get a blowjob from his secretary.

She stopped sucking for a moment, her hand taking her mouth's place and gently stroking. "Well, we certainly didn't start out that way, did we?"

He grinned, shaking his head. "And you and Duncan are still okay?"

She nodded. "That's sweet of you to ask," she said. "We're more than okay. We basically participated in an orgy this past weekend, and he gets to fuck about ten different women on a regular basis."

Mr. Sellers laughed hard at that, grinning and shaking his head. "Good God that is one lucky son of a bitch you're married to."

"Hell yeah he is," Kelly said. "You and the misses are still good?"

He smiled, nodding. "She's so much more pleasant now that she doesn't seem to have to worry about having sex with me," he said. "I know that sounds pretty messed up, but, well... you know the situation."

She nodded, smiling at him. Leaning forward, she took his shaft into her mouth, slurping and swallowing the pre-cum that had oozed from the head of his cock while she stroked. Taking a moment to lick his ooze off her hand, she winked up at him, savoring his particular tangy flavor before turning and starting to suck him off. She didn't really feel like hurrying and wanted to take her time to let him really enjoy it.

"You really don't mind swallowing either?" he asked.

She slurped hard one last time before starting to stroke again and looking up. "I actually prefer it, now," she said. "I've gotten to where I can almost enjoy the taste of most of the guys that I let cum in my mouth, and it's really exciting for me when it happens. My pussy gets positively drenched," she said with a wink.

Mr. Sellers groaned in pleasure and started to reach for her head with his hands. He stopped himself short, however, and she giggled.

"Oh, come on sir," she said. "Haven't I told you that you can get a little rough with me if you like?"

He smiled but shook his head. "You haven't, I don't think."

She frowned. "Oh, poor baby," she said, laying on the sexual charm. "Well, you can do whatever you like with my head while I'm sucking this delicious cock," she said. "I'll slap your leg if I really need air," she said.

His smile widened, and he reached up, gingerly pulling her face down. She smirked. "Come on, Mr. Sellers," she said. "You can be rougher than that. You can try and hurt me a little if you like. I'm a tough girl." To accentuate her point, she lifted her arm and flexed it, winking at him and drawing a laugh and a smile.

He seemed to be infatuated with her in that moment and leaned forward, clutching her face and pulling it up to kiss her.

"Aww," she said. "What was that for?

"You're just incredible," he replied.

"You're so sweet," she said, winking at him.

Turning her head, he started to kiss down her neck, causing her to whimper in pleasure. It definitely felt good, but part of it was embellished for his benefit. She was definitely still worn out from this weekend.

"Do you want to stick this big, beautiful cock in my tight, naughty, dirty little pussy?" she whispered.

He groaned, then kissed her on the lips once more before pushing her head down with his hands and shoving his cock into her mouth. She felt him push against the back of her throat, and pushed a little more on her own, his shaft sliding past the ring of tissue and into her throat.

He gasped in pleasure, letting off the pressure on her head, but she didn't move, staying were she was and even bobbing there a little. Slowly, she slid his cock out of her throat, slurping and swallowing the saliva that it pulled out of her throat.

He grunted in guttural pleasure, both hands holding her head and pulling down again. She smiled, obeying as he made short thrusts into her mouth, sucking hard as she did so. He grunted in pleasure again, then she whimpered as she felt his cock momentarily swell and then spasm, a great gout of warm, creamy cum filling her mouth and causing her to moan in pleasure as the ooze hit her lips and tongue. Swallowing, she gulped loudly, the liquid sliding down her throat as she felt another spasm of cum fill her mouth, overwhelmed with thoughts of how much she was enjoying swallowing the load of cum of this man that she'd worked with for several years.

He finally let go, and she swallowed the last bit, sucking the head of his cock and sliding her lips down the shaft a few times for good measure, finding a bit of spunk as she did and disposing of them as she knew a good secretary should.

Finally, she sat back, licking her lips and running her tongue around them to get errant sprays. Satisfied that she was presentable enough for the outer office, she smiled, stood and got herself put back together, then went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

Danielle showed up after her class, and Marie immediately made good work of her. Smiling, Danielle looked over at Kelly, as she always did, when Marie told her to get underneath her desk and get busy.

Kelly had nodded, of course, and had taken advantage of their enthusiastic office girl's talented tongue in the past while at work.

The rest of the day seemed to go very well from there on, and she was all set to tell her husband about it when she got home. As she got there, she noticed that he and Kara both were looking pretty beat, and she decided not to get them riled up with her sex stories, knowing that they most likely still needed a break from the act.