“What? One girl, one guy is kinky for you?”
He sighed and paused the film, turning as well. “Me and most of the men here were raised by a mother and several dads. That’s ordinary, garden variety relationships to us.” I snorted at this. “You were obviously raised very differently. Watching a rom-com with characters similar to what I grew up with would probably be equally as odd and alluring to you.”
“But you’re sitting in your house, watching films like an old maid. You’re gorgeous, with those eyes. I can never tell if they are grey or blue.” I drew in to take a closer look, and he looked back steadily. “And you’ve got this hair.” I ran my fingers through the ends and sighed. “It feels like silk. Why does it feel like silk? Every guy I’ve ever been with, their hair feels like hair… Anyway, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, and you have this amazing bone structure…” I ran my hand down the flat of his cheekbone. “You’re my boss, I shouldn’t be touching you, should I?”
He reached up and held my hand in place, “You can touch me if you like.”
“Mmph…” I groaned, “Nope, nope, nope. I remember, Kelly said to talk to her first, so I better not. I am so screwed if I lose this job.”
“You’re not going to lose your job. You talked to Kelly about me?”
“I didn’t mean to. It was supposed to be a hypothetical, but she so knew I was hot for you.”
“You’re hot for me?”
“You, Shaun, Slade, pretty much everyone, even that huge guy with the scary sized dick. I feel like I need to carry around spare undies constantly, as I am always wet. Like I need a maxi pantyliner to save my clothes. Like, you wouldn’t even have to use lube if you have a massive cock like everyone else here, wet.”
“That bad, huh?”
“It is bad, even if it doesn’t sound like it. I never knew what guys meant by blue balls before starting here. My clit aches, like all the time. Funny thing is, it means I go off in the sack, multiple times even, which I’ve never really been able to do. Before if I tried
, it was like so much work, and the orgasm was super weak…it never seemed worth it, y’know?”
“That’s difficult for me to imagine right now,” Finn said.
“But while it sounds great, it's really distracting, especially on the back of the quad with all the vibrations…” I shuddered involuntarily. “I had to think of nuns and dead kittens the whole time to stop from coming on the fence inspection. Hey, maybe that’s who I should go and see! Slade wanted to fuck me in the dirt in the forest. Do you think I’d get dirt and leaves and sticks in my bum if we did?”
“I’m sure he’d make that happen if you wanted it to, though I would suggest there would be safer ways to get you off if you wanted anal stimulation.”
“That’s not what I meant!” I said, slapping a hand on his chest. His other hand snaked up and took a hold of that one as well. “God, like I’d want that monster in my butt. I’d never shit again!”
“There are ways, but I agree, it would take some time to learn to do. Do you want me to get Slade?”
“What and bring him here? When you’re here?”
“Yes, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. You could have both of us, or any other combination, if that’s what you want. Trust me when I say, everyone is waiting to see what it is you want.”
“Wait, do you mean…?” I moved my head closer, as it was difficult to see him clearly. Then all of a sudden, I was too close, my mouth only centimetres away from his. Up close, I could hear the harsh sound of his breath coming fast, see his eyes flick from my lips to my eyes and back again, watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed, his tongue swiping briefly over his lips. I reached out and touched them with my fingers, wanting to see if his mouth was as soft and slick as it looked. His tongue shifted again, grazing my fingertips. “Do you…?”
He moved slightly, bringing my awareness lower down. I wasn’t sure how I’d gotten here, but I was straddling him and could feel exactly what he wanted. “That makes you hard?” I whispered.
“Not him,” he said, “you. Your smell, the softness of your body, these curves, the scent of your arousal like thick, sweet honey… I know he’d feel the same, and we would treasure the opportunity to show you just how much we want that.”
“So…” My brain was muzzy with drink but somehow, I knew I was hanging on the precipice of something huge. I couldn’t think or speak, so I acted. I moved forward and pressed my mouth to his. Sharp flashes of arousal twisted inside me as he groaned, his kiss initially careful and precise before his hands dove into my hair, and he pulled me closer. He tasted of sweet rum and tobacco, his fingers like iron when they slid down and yanked me against his hardness.
But he pulled away first, resting his forehead on mine and gasping for breath. “We can’t…”
“Ring Kelly, she can approve a quick HR request in the middle of the night,” I pleaded. “Then ring Slade…”
“You want us?” he asked, a wild note of hope in his voice.
“You’re smoking hot and packing serious heat,” I said, reaching down between us and giving him a bit of a squeeze. God almighty, were average length guys like the ones with small dicks here? “Why wouldn’t I?”
Somehow, that was the wrong thing to say.
“We can’t, not tonight,” he said in a much firmer voice. He took in my inarticulate growl of frustration. “Trust me when I say I know exactly how you feel, but you’re drunk. This isn’t consent, this is lowered inhibitions.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? In a place where everyone wants to fuck me, I can’t get anyone to fuck me? This is some grade A bullshit right now!”