Bound by Tinsel (2 page)

Burke moaned softly, hoping his friends
didn’t
notice. They exchanged nods, excitement evident on all their faces. Damn, this woman was turning him on already, and she was doing the same to Caleb and Jake. She was perfect. “Are you naked?”

“Would you like me to be?”

“Yes,” Caleb said. “This is Y. Get naked, and get on your knees.”

“My pleasure, Mr. Y.”
The rustling of clothes filtered over the phone line and Burke wondered if the woman was really
getting
undressed. “Mr. Z, are you going to play, too? Or are you a virtual voyeur tonight?”

“Oh I’m going to play,” Jake said. “How big are your boobs?”

Burke fought back a laugh. Jake always had been a tit man.

“Big enough to handle your cock.”
Her voice was low and throaty, and Burke closed his eyes, imagining a large breasted woman tweaking her nipples. “I’ll lie down on my back and we’ll spread some oil between them, then you can play slip and slide with your dick until your give me the perfect gift.”

“Holy fuck,” Jake said. “Bring it on, baby.”

Definitely bring it on, Burke thought, leaning back. There was a momentary silence, and he was sure she was waiting for instructions besides bring it on. “Go on. Tell us how you’re going to handle the three of us at once.”

“Well, I have three holes, Mr. X: my warm mouth, my wet
pussy,
and my tight ass. Shall I assign places, or would you like to do that?”

Burke looked at his friends, who both nodded at him. “You tell us, Ms. Serendipity. And please be very graphic.”

There was the slightest of pauses, and then the sexy voice returned.
“Very well.
Mr. Z, I know you favor breasts, but for a threesome
it’s
not very doable to have you fuck my tits. However,
I’m
sure your hot, randy cock will fit perfectly in my mouth. I will suck you deep, letting my tongue lap over your balls when
you’re
not in my mouth. I can feel you in there already, pulsing, ready to shoot your load down my throat. Would you like that?
I’d
swallow it all, and beg for more. Will you give me more?
And more?
And more?”

“Oh holy fuck.”
Jake’s hands went to his cock. “I’ll give you more than you can handle, honey.”

Her lilting laugh made Burke’s body stiffen even more. Damn this woman was hot. The soft laugh also made his eyebrows knit together just a little. Where had he heard that sound before? Sure,
lots of
women had low, deep voices. But this one seemed a little familiar.

Her next words pulled him right out of his musings.

“Don’t be afraid to handle those lovely tools between your legs, darlings.
It’s
quite normal, and I’m sure your friends are feeling the same need you are, Mr. Z. If your cock’s not hard then I’m not doing my job right.”

Her voice seemed to purr over the phone lines and Burke wanted to possess magical powers so he could zap the phone and make her appear in the living room, right in front of them. Then
he’d
get her down on her knees, all right. The only problem was he
wasn’t
thinking about sharing with his two buddies.

“Oh, I’m hard,”
Jake
replied, clearing his throat. His declaration made Burke stop daydreaming about Ms. Serendipity appearing before them. Burke could tell Jake was trying to keep his hands from her suggestion. Hell, he felt the same way.

“So I’m in your mouth.
What about X and Y?”

“Well, let’s start with Y, the shy, quiet one.
You’ve
said so little, Mr. Y, that something tells me you’re fascinated by the idea of fucking me while your friends are doing the same thing. You’re a less talk, more action sort of man, aren’t you?”

“Damn straight.” Caleb moved his hips and Burke could see the outline of his cock pressed against his trousers. “I’d like to watch you suck cock.”

“Yes, the only bad part about it would be my mouth was full, and I couldn’t cry out the pleasure I would feel as you slide your hard, thick prick inside my wet, welcoming walls. Oh, I could feel it now, stretching me, hitting all the right sports, sliding in and out, making my clit seize with pleasure as you stroked it. It feels so fucking good to have you inside me.”

Burke concentrated more on Serendipity’s than on her words. Her voice was deep and full of need, making him think that she was actually very, very aroused. Did she really want what she was talking about, or was it just an act? If they actually knew her and the three of them offered a night of passion, would she take it, or would she say, “I could never do that. That’s just disgusting!’”

Finding a woman who would take on three men might be fascinating, Burke thought.
He’d
never tried anything like that, but it was a fantasy that stirred his blood.

“What about me?” Burke was surprised by gravelly his voice sounded.

“You?
Why Mr. X,
I’ve
saved you for last. Where else is there for you to go but in my tight ass?” She licked her lips, the sound very audible over the phone line. “Mr. Y will slow down so you can enter me. I can feel your cock back there now, pressing for entrance against my puckered opening.”

She was panting softly now and there was no mistaking the fact she was aroused. Was she playing with her pussy? Burke hoped so. The idea of her sitting there, her fingers dancing over her clit while she described how his prick would slide into her ass made him hotter than he’d been in years.”

“Go on.” Burke licked his own lips,
then
looked at Caleb.
He’d
moved a pillow onto his lap but there was no mistaking the fact he was jacking himself off, his eyes closed, his head leaning back against the chair. He glanced at Jake, who was doing the same thing, minus the pillow, his hand picking up speed with each word Serendipity spoke.

“Do you feel me opening around you, stretching to accommodate your hard dick in my naughtiest of places? Would you like to fuck me in the ass, Mr. X, while Mr. Y is in my pussy and Mr. Z in my mouth?”

“Yes.” Burke growled out the word, his hands slowly undoing his belt buckle.
He’d
never jacked off in front of another man, but right now was the perfect time to start. Besides, they were both doing it and neither of them seemed to notice. His hands slipped inside his pants, his hard cock jumping at the touch.

He thought he might shoot off right on the spot.

“I can feel you inside me, all of you. Sliding in and out, rubbing my most intimate of spots, driving me absolutely insane with need. I want you all, need you all.” Her panting had increased, and Burke grasped himself, stroking once, twice, three times. His balls tightened, ready to explode. There was just one thing he needed to ask.

“Can I come inside you? Can we all come inside you?” He grasped himself tighter and pumped.

“Yes, fuck yes, fill me, all of you, give it all to me! Now! I want all three of those hard cocks pounding into me.” Cries of masculine fulfillment filled the air and Burke gasped as he realized that he was one of those voices.

He looked down to see the front of one of his best shirts, ruined.
“Holy shit.”

“No kidding,” Caleb agreed. “I didn’t expect that.”

Burked glanced over at Jake, who sat with his eyes closed, his chest heaving with exertion.

“There’s one more thing, Serendipity.” Burke leaned toward the phone as if it were an extension of her, as if he could reach out and touch her. “Come for us; bring yourself to orgasm. I want to hear it.”

“As you wish.”
Her breathy voice was full of need, and then the unmistakable sound of a vibrator turning on came over the line. Burke’s eyebrows shot up as her soft moans filled the room. All three of them leaned toward the phone, listening intently to her soft cries of pleasure.

“Tell us what you’re doing,” Burke groaned. “Be graphic.”

“I’ve got a vibrator on my clit, rubbing it gently.”

“Describe it for me.” Burke cleared his throat, “I mean, for us.” He needed to remember there were other men in the room, too.

Her soft moan made his cock twitch, despite the fact
he’d
just shot off all over himself like a teenage boy.

“It’s short, about three inches, just the right length to tickle my clit. It feels so good, moving it around, sending sweet tendrils of pleasure through me.” She moaned again, and then there was another unmistakable sound: that of her licking the vibrator.
“Tastes so good.”

Burke thought he would come on the spot. Damn this woman was hot. “Put it back on your clit, you naughty girl.” Burke
didn’t
care that he’d taken over the call, and by his two friends’ silences he didn’t think they cared, either. They both watched the phone intently, almost as if it was a videoconference and they could see the phone sex operator getting herself off.

“Yes, sir.”
There was a soft giggle but it was nothing like the one from last night. This woman’s sexy giggle sent chills of need snaking through his body. “Are you a Dom?”

“You’ll do as I say, do you understand?

“Yes, sir, Mr. X. Oh, I’m about to come.” Her moans increased, and Burke smiled.

“Stop.
Don’t come yet.” He
wasn’t
exactly sure where that came from, since the idea of hearing her climax pressed foremost in his mind. But he wanted to drag this out. He was enjoying it
way
,
way
too much to let it end so quickly.

“But you said…” Her disappointment was obvious, but she obeyed him.

“Do you have another dildo?”

There was a short pause, and then a barely audible, “Yes.”

“Get it.
Right now.”

He smiled as he heard her moving, and pictured her in the living room of her home.
He’d
heard that lots of sex operators worked from home. Ms. Serendipity was about to get a
totally
new experience, or at least he hoped it was.

“Fallon!
Did you just hear what I said?”

Fallon Nichols batted her eyes to try
and
clear her mind so she could focus on what was happening right now. She
wasn’t
thinking about typing up transcripts, or keeping track of papers. She was thinking about Mr. X, and the fantastic orgasm
she’d
had last night at his command.

He’d
turned the tables on her very neatly. She was the one who was supposed to talk dirty—was supposed to get her clients hard, and get them off. But Mr. X had gotten her wet,
then
instructed her exactly how long she could keep her dildo inside her, or keep the vibrator pressed against her clit.

After a wonderful half-hour of pleasuring herself, her body had started to rebel. It needed to
come,
and Fallon…no, not Fallon, Serendipity…had done what any red-blooded heterosexual woman would do.
She’d
begged Mr. X to let her come.

He’d
refused at first, keeping her right on the edge, describing to her all the nasty things he wanted to do to her body.
Finally
he’d relented, issuing deep, dark commands for her release. When
she’d
climaxed it had been unlike anything she’d ever felt before. And the three men listening had whistled and clapped as
she’d
screamed for more, begging for their cocks. The memory of it her behavior, and the fantastic orgasm that still had her tingling, made her blush.

“Are you having a hot flash?
You’re
a little young for that, aren’t you? What are you, thirty?
Thirty-one?”

“Screw you, Sally.”

“You don’t have to get huffy, I was just asking because you’re all flushed.” Sally picked up the folder on Fallon’s desk. “Of course I guess that’s because you’re…you know.”

“I’m what?”
Say it, just say it and I’ll knock you into next week, I swear.
Sally shrugged and Fallon leaned back in her chair. “Go on, what were you going to say? That I’m fat?”

“Well, you are larger than the rest of us here. And this room can get sort of stuffy.”

That little tidbit pushed her over the edge. She was still riding the waves from last night, and the last thing she needed was a stick figure trying to bring her down. “Did you know,
Sally, that
Marilyn Monroe wore a size twelve, and at times she wore a size sixteen? Do you think she was fat? Do you?”

“Of course not.
She was Marilyn Monroe.”

Fallon narrowed her eyes at her co-worker. “You’re right, she was. And she lived in a time when women weren’t afraid to be women, not flag poles who starve themselves to death and then have to buy fake tits.”

“Ladies!”
They both looked up to where their supervisor, Elaine Phelps, stood. The supervisor did not look happy. “Need I remind you this is a business, and as such has people coming and going? We have clients waiting for files while you two are acting
like
this is a schoolyard where a fight is about to take place. Get back to work before I suspend you both.”