She sucked in her breath and Frank slipped a hand into her silky bob as she stared into his face. He leaned in to kiss her as I slipped my hand up between her legs, finding the lace of her underwear damp. I teased her through the material, hearing her moan against my brother's lips before I pushed my fingers under the material. Her legs were pressed tight together due to the style of the skirt, but I found her needy slit and stroked it as she shuddered underneath my hand.
Frank was kissing her harder and I felt her jerk against my hand. Bella White was so fucking wet and I slipped a finger inside of her as she whimpered. Frank was tonguing her mouth, his hands in her hair as I slipped two fingers in and out, still palming her clit.
Fuck, she was tight. My cock was hard in my pants but I wanted to build her up to this and prepare her for me, for us. I wasn't going to force myself on her just like that, willing to give her time. The way that she was reacting to me, I knew that we were both going to hear her come soon.
Bella White fell over the edge with my brother's tongue in her mouth and his hand cupping her perky, little breast. She rocked against me as I felt her heat washing over my fingers, loving the feeling. This woman was going to be ours and I felt a sense of peace come over me and I pulled my hand out of her to slip my fingers inside of my mouth. She was sweet and I closed my eyes as I memorized her taste.
When I opened my eyes, Frank had his shirt open and was sucking eagerly on her nipple. She was back against my chest as she moaned softly and I inhaled the sweet cherry scent of her hair. How far was this going to go?
He pulled away, his eyes dark and hungry as Bella White gasped for air. She stood on wobbly knees and made her way to the bathroom as Frank and I stared at each other. His mouth was smeared with her lipstick and I had her taste on my fingers and lips, still hard. "Best fucking idea ever," he told me softly as I smiled in agreement.
Bella White did work at her desk at times and made friends with a few women in the building. She made up a story of a long-term boyfriend to make it seem like she wanted nothing more than a job here, since we had a reputation. She was a smart woman that knew her job, but she also was learning a lot about our needs.
I don't know who fucked her first but I took her on the bathroom counter one morning while Frank was taking Mom somewhere. I didn't care if I was first. I just knew that the office door was locked and she was naked before me, her pussy milking my cock as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I fucked her hard and slow, feeling her nipples against my chest as she dug her nails into my back. I knew that I was close as I rocked into her, her body moving right along with me as I stretched her open. "Fuck. You are so tight," I told her as I felt her tearing my skin open. I was thankful for the extra package of white shirts that I had as well as the small shower, letting myself go into the condom that I wore. She cried out as she came around me, making me jerk as her heat pressed through the latex and made me keep coming.
"Mark, you feel so good," she said as she pressed her lips to my neck, pulsing around me. I fucked her again, slowly this time before I pulled out and let her slip to the floor.
"You're beautiful,"
I told her as she blushed and smiled, leaning over to collect her red dress. She wore lipstick that matched it perfectly, a red shade that was smeared over my cock as she pulled the dress over her head. I slipped the new condom off and added it to the trash with the other one, wrapped in toilet paper as she leaned forward and fixed her face.
I watched her stroll into the office where she'd dropped her purse as I slipped off the shirt and pants to step into the shower. By the time I was rinsed off and dressing again, her face was again flawless and not showing a single sign of what had just happened.
