As soon as I had Tabb alone in a room, his disposition changed. His protests stopped and his hands found their way to my waist.
“This is wrong,” he said, even as he helped me shrug off my robe. “Where is this coming from?”
Now he could really see my breasts. My nipples were hard in the cold room. I put my lips on his to stifle his questions. I slipped a hand between the buttons on his shirt and pulled. his shirt popped apart and he loosened his tie. Tabb tried to lift me onto the bench, be he was shorter than me. My toes left the floor and came back down. I got up on the table and spread my legs. His back was to the window. I pulled his head between my legs.
I could feel his tongue darting inside of me. Already, I was wet and his touch was electric through me. I arched my back. I thought about Karissa in the other room, her body rising over Jake.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” said Tabb. I wrapped my legs around his neck to pull him back onto my pussy. While he ate me out, I thought about everything I was doing this for. This was for her, for Karissa. This was for me, for my business. This was for money. I’d fuck him every day for the rest of my life to keep my business
Tabb straightened up. He pulled down his pants and I could see that he was already hard. He had a thin dick, but it was long enough. His right hand began to stroke it.
“Can I?” he said.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in. That was my answer. Tabb leaned over me. I could feel his dick on my thigh. He kissed my breasts. Then my collarbone. Then my neck. I reached down and pushed his dick over my clit. I moaned. I rubbed him against me for a while, my back right underneath him as his chest came to mine and his biting mouth tucked into my neck.
Then he was inside of me. I could almost hear Karissa moaning from the other room – the ghosts of her sounds from our first time together. I remembered Maxwell’s rippling sides while she rode him with me on his face. Flat on my back, I curled my fist around my own hair as if it was hers, as if we were back in that room on the day I brought her into my business, as if it were Maxwell fucking me with his dick, his face, his chest.
I heard a door close and knew it was Jean’s client leaving. She would return to her room and wait for her next appointment. That was her routine.
“Fuck me,” I said. “Fuck me.”
Tabb fucked me. He humped me against the table, panting in my ear.
“I’m gonna cum,” he whimpered.
“Pull out,” I whimpered. “But not yet. Please, not yet.”
In the other room, I know Karissa hadn’t finished. She was taking her time, milking it. The building seemed to be shaking with our deception – Karissa’s and mine. I could almost feel her coming to a climax, see her cumming on Maxwell’s dick.
Then, everything stopped. I heard a door close in the hall, then another door slammed. Jean was shouting. Tabb and I looked up. He was slouched over me, my breasts pressed to the table, but I could see it all.
“Don’t stop,” I said frantically. “Don’t.”
But Tabb had already seen.
It was Maxwell. He was standing in the hallway, naked, his hands clutching his genitals. Jean came out after him, throwing a towel at him. Tabb pulled out of me. I rolled off the table.
“Get out!” Jean screamed. “I can’t believe you!”
Tabb was pulling up his pants, cursing.
“Mr. Tabb!” she yelled. “Get out here! I need you! This guy tried to fuck me!”
Tabb opened the door, hurriedly tucking in his shirt. Jean looked past him. I was standing on the other side of the table. My robe was gone. I didn’t try to hide it. I knew this was it.
“Oh my god!” Jean said. She turned and slammed the door on her massage room, leaving Tabb, Maxwell and I in the hall.
“I didn’t know,” Maxwell said. “I came in and you were nowhere to be seen and Karissa was busy so I assumed -“
Tabb, who had been standing in the doorway looking like a cross between a busted teenager and a peeved supervisor, turned to face me.
“You knew about this?” he said to me.
“Wait…” said Maxwell. He’d picked up the towel Jean had thrown at him and tied it around his waist.
Then Karissa’s door opened. She stepped out in her robe, her hair neatly in place, like nothing had happened.
“What’s the problem?” she asked innocently. My pussy twitched.
“…you’ve been fucking your boss all this time?”
“You have?” gasped Karissa. She giggled. “You didn’t tell me that.”
“We haven’t!” said Tabb. “What in the hell is going on?”
Karissa looked at her toes. She hadn’t put her slippers back on. She glanced up to look at me as if to ask for permission. I shook my head at her. Tabb glanced between us. Maxwell stared at me.
“Mr. Tabb,” I said. “Steven, I’m sure this is a misunderstanding.”
I stepped over to him in the doorway, still naked and unashamed. He made a show of averting his eyes.
“Why don’t we just get back to it, yeah? After all, you know what you and I have been doing.”
I reached down and put my fingers through his open fly. I realized then that his underwear hadn’t made it to his body in his haste to dress. I felt the smooth head of his penis swelling again.
Pressing my breasts to his chest, I whispered: “You’re in this now. You might as well enjoy it.”
Over his shoulder, I could see Maxwell’s jaw drop. I winked at him. He knew what I did but he’d never seen what I do with another man. Maybe now he’d finally understand.
“This,” said Steven.
I opened his pants and kissed his neck. Tabb’s dick was as hard as it had been inside of me. I could feel the wetness of my pussy still on him. Over his shoulder, Maxwell looked helplessly at Karissa. She had a finger in her mouth, watching me. I beckoned her over.
I let Tabb’s pants fall around his ankles and ran my hands down his torso. I cupped his balls in my hands and kissed the top of his penis. Karissa shrugged off her robe and wrapped her arms around his chest. He let an arm fall back to feel who had touched him and found her bare ass.
“Karissa?” he said. “This is….”
“Come on,” she said. “Let’s go.”
I stood up and Tabb was surrounded by the two of us. Karissa pushed and I pulled him back into the room he had just left to worry about his business. Now we were taking him to save ours.
