Alessandra
Browsing my closet, I’m trying to find something that would make me look good. I leave it and go to the bathroom. My cashmere rug is hanging over the tub, still damp from the other day's play session.
I smile inwardly, remembering how hot and bothered I was. I recall the image of both men in bed with me. Sighing and brimming with excitement, I will myself to settle down as I don't have the time to pleasure myself at this moment.
It’s five-ten currently, and Mattheo said he would be downstairs at six o'clock sharp.
That doesn't leave me much time.My work schedule being cleared of meetings doesn't necessarily mean I have no obligations. As busy as I was today, I managed to have some thoughts about this evening, about having both men.
This contemplation just won't leave my head.
I make an attempt to shrug it off and begin applying my make-up, setting a few things aside to place in my clutch, just in case. I smile at the beauty staring back at me in the mirror. Pulling my hair into a loose, high bun, I pin it up and pull a few strands out to frame my face.
I walk from the bathroom across the hardwood floors, back to my closet. Perusing my choices, I finally come to rest on an Oscar de la Renta sequined black dress. It’s sexy and I love how it accentuates my curvy hips.
Removing my bathrobe, I place it on the bed and slide into the dress. It's silky fabric glides over my panties and my bare breasts, teasing the nipples and setting them off.
Alright, girls. Settle down.I reprimand them playfully.
Once I zip the side and step in front of the floor length mirror, I give myself a once over. Adorning my neck with a diamond choker, I secure a flippant strand of hair. I finally nod in approval.
Spritzing a splash of perfume onto my neck and wrists, I feel a little nervous, which is uncanny for me. There’s enough time for a small glass of wine, another of life's indulgences that I enjoy.
I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a small glass. I look at my watch in anticipation of Mattheo's arrival. Ten minutes. After one swig, I feel much calmer.
I have a seat on the sofa and continue contemplations of having both men inside of me at one time. My heart begins racing and the door buzzes. I polish off the remaining wine and head to the door.
Downstairs, Mattheo is waiting with the door to the car open for me. He looks very pleased with my appearance and motions for me to get into the car.
"I must say, you look exceptional this evening. And you smell amazing." he exclaims as he takes a seat beside me.
William takes off towards the gallery.
I’m feeling excited and hot, sensing Mattheo's arousal as well. He looks handsome in his tuxedo and smells twice as nice. I glance over at him, and his eyes are brimming with desire.
He slides a hand behind me and pulls me closer. Laying a kiss on my lips, I begin to breathe heavier and faster. I can't help but return the kiss, melting into him.
With his free hand, he climbs up my arm and over my breasts, arousing them under the sequins. His lips move down to my neck, kissing and teasing me with his tongue, then gliding to my ear.
"I want you so badly," he whispers.
The heat of his breath makes goosebumps appear on my skin. The sensation tingles all over.
I run my hands over his package and feel his hardness at my touch. His trousers not allowing his cock to escape, he begins to moan slightly, quietly.
He grabs my body and pulls me on top of him and I begin to rub my clit over his hardened package. He holds me tight and kisses me deeply, passionately.
I feel how intense he is and how much he wants me. I’m so excited that I want him to take me right now, right here in this car.
Fuck it. I forcibly return his kiss and keep grinding on him. His hands move down my hips and pull my dress up.
I feel his hands move over my ass, squeezing the cheeks and caressing them, enticing me to want to grind harder.
A small quiet knock on the top of the steering wheel pulls us both from the lustful moments in the back seat. William was letting us know that we’re minutes away from the venue.
As we give each other a final passionate kiss, he moves an errant strand of hair behind my ear.
"I meant what I said. I really do want you."