Taking Control (6 page)

“You can suck my cock whenever you want.”

She couldn’t help it. She laughed, sending a vibration
through her pussy and she moaned. “I’ll suck your cock whenever I want and tell
you when to suck my pussy.”
     

“You’re
going to keep me constantly hard
if you keep talking like that,” he warned.
“It would never go to
waste.” She kissed him, loving his reactions to her.

For the first time ever, Melissa felt complete. She
was happy and relaxed after years of being left to believe sex was a bad thing and
she was dirty to think about it.
 
Sure it
had left her with some scars. After the last few days though, she could feel a
difference within herself. She loved Bruce and would do anything for him. He’d
never
hurt her and nothing he asked would be too much.
 
This was what love was all about, the
complete, absolute trust in another person, the person who owned your soul.
Bruce owned her soul, her heart, mind and body.

Chapter Five

Bruce frowned as he looked out at the city below his
office. It had been weeks since their trip to the fantasy house and he and
Melissa’s sex life was back on track. He couldn’t keep her off him. She was
constantly waiting for him
when he got home from work

and
he loved it. They barely got any sleep as she
continued to surprise and excite him. They’d gone to his parents’ house for
dinner and while his mother and father had been in the kitchen, the little minx
had straddled him right there in the sitting room and fucked him with his
parents only a couple of feet away. He imagined it helped hearing his parents
arguing, knowing they'd be awhile. On the way home, she sucked his cock in the
car even though traffic was heavy.

Melissa
was truly insatiable. She came to the
office regularly and she’d even built up the courage to come in just a long
coat on a regular basis. Bruce
got hard just thinking about the little
surprise as she’d dropped the coat and told him she needed to be fucked.

Wow. He wiped his face, thoughts of the last few weeks
coming to him, making him want her again.

Her mother’s taunts were at the back of her mind now
after paying the nasty little woman a visit. Melissa had managed to get
closure. She didn’t talk about what they'd said but the calls to the house stopped
and Melissa had completely wiped the woman out of her mind. Meeting her father
and discovering the only reason he left was because of his wife’s infidelities seemed
to wipe out all of Melissa’s issues. If Bruce knew it would be as simple as
talking to her father, he’d have forced that talk years ago.

Bruce felt he could've saved a lot of upset and pain
for his wife but he couldn’t live with regret because Melissa was more
passionate and responsive than ever before. She’d done it all on her own with
his support.

After last night as she straddled him in bed, she
asked what he most wanted and her exact words were,
“Whatever or whomever you want, Bruce, just tell me. I know you’d

 
never
hurt me and I want to do anything to make you happy.”
Her smile was so wickedly sexy, her meaning clear.

He wondered if he should bring Chris home tonight with
him or whether that was truly pushing it too far. He didn’t want to take her
out of her comfort zone but last night’s words kept replaying in his head like
a tape on a constant repeat.

“Knock, knock.” Bruce turned to see Chris in the door
way.

“What do you want?” he demanded, his mood foul.

“Well, aren’t we a little sour today?
Wife not giving you any?”
Leave it to Chris to be the one to
mock his marital status.

“Actually, she doesn’t stop. She rides me every chance
she gets.” He should've just kept his mouth shut.

“Why the foul mood
then?”
Chris sat down in the chair opposite him.

“I don’t know,” he growled.

That wasn’t true. He did know. Bruce wanted nothing
more than to take Chris home with him and make love to his wife, but another
part of him didn’t
want to go to that next step.
The
pleasure of sharing a woman was addictive, his other partners loved being
shared, but Melissa was different. He wanted to give her absolute pleasure but
he didn’t want it to be the only pleasure she ever wanted to receive. Chris
would be a one-time only experience, as Bruce's possessive instincts only went
so far. Seeing her in another man’s arms would just kill Bruce.
 

“Yeah, whatever...look... you’ve upset a lot of the
staff today so you better know what the problem and soon.” Chris stood ready to
leave.

“Melissa told me I could do whatever I wanted in bed,
she even mentioned someone.” The words flew out of Bruce and he hoped he
wouldn’t have to repeat them again. Bruce watched as Chris sat down again,
waiting. “I don’t know what to do,” he finally admitted after several
minutes
silence.

“Look, it’s up to you, she’s left the ball in your
court. Do what you think is best,” Chris said rather calmly.

Bruce hesitated. He wanted to do this for Melissa, Hell,
he even wanted to watch, but at the same time he wanted her all to himself.

“Come home with me.”

****

Melissa looked at her reflection for what seemed like
the sixth hundredth time. She was so nervous, which was silly, really silly.
She and Bruce had been perfect the past couple of weeks.
 
She’d never felt so free in all her life. Her
manipulating mother was out of her life for good, her father was now part of
her life and she felt great. After what she said to Bruce last night though,
she was worried.

What had she done?

You’re curious.
 
You want to know
what it’s like with another man.

A few days ago, going through some boxes in the attic,
she’d
come across an old
video. Curiosity got the
best of her and she played the tape only to discover clips of females having
sex with two men.
After the hour long tape ended, her pussy dripped with
moisture and she was horny as hell. Melissa couldn’t get it out of her mind,
constantly replaying the tape over and over again, which is why she dropped the
hint last night to Bruce. As she waited for him to return from his day at the
office
,
she was nervous but excited.

If he didn’t bring anyone home she was okay with that,
but the thought of another man walking through that door... She struggled to
breathe, the excitement and feelings so intense. His car pulled into the drive
way and she sat at the table with a smile on her face.

The clock ticked by in the background.

How long does it take to get to the frigging house?

Tick-
tock
, tick-
tock
.
The clock continued to mock her. Had she looked at
the clock across the room, she’d have seen that only a few seconds had passed.

She heard the key in the door.

The lock turning.

The handle clicked as he opened the door.

Silence, she didn’t know if anyone was with him.

Footsteps...

Why hadn’t he come through the kitchen?

The footsteps got closer.
 

She held her breath.

“Hey, babe.”
Bruce came and kissed her on the lips. “You look
hot.”

He was alone?
 

“Thank
you,
how was work?”

“The same.”

“Chris, you
wanna
come
through?” he called back
,
Melissa’s eyes growing wide as Chris entered
the room.

“Hey Mel, how've you been?” It was then Melissa realized
this was the first time she’d seen him since the night she watched him fucking
his mystery woman.

“I’m good and you?” she croaked out.

“I’m great.”

****

Chris never liked awkward situations. In fact, he
worked hard to avoid them. He walked up to Melissa while keeping his eye on
Bruce, making sure he wasn’t
pushing his luck with his best
friend’s
wife. He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back. “I hear you’ve been a very
busy girl.”

“Busy? Busy with what?” she asked as a rosy blush
spread up her jaw.

“There’s no mistaking your voice when you scream for
him to fuck you harder and deeper and for him to cum inside your pussy.” Chris
watched
both of their reactions. Shock and embarrassment were the first reactions from
Melissa. However, her body spoke another message. He watched as her large
breasts flushed and her nipples hardened, thrusting against the silk of her
dress. Bruce, well Chris could see the outline of his cock, there was no need
to over think what they wanted.

“I like a woman who’s not afraid to scream,” he told
Melissa.

“Why are you here?” Melissa’s voice was breathy and
seductive.

“Bruce invited me to share dinner and to help fuck
your brains out.” His own cock was heavy and rock hard, his blunt words
affecting everyone in the room.

“Is this what you want, Bruce?” She turned away from
Chris and gave her husband her full attention.

“Do you, Melissa?”

“I don’t want to lose you.”

“You’ll never lose me.
 
This is just another fantasy. I know you want this, too.
Just for tonight.”
Bruce came to kneel at her feet, staring
into her eyes. “I’ll never hate you and I’ll never be disgusted with you.
Tonight is about pleasure.
Your pleasure and our pleasure.”
He stroked her cheek.

Melissa turned her head and kissed his palm. “Just for
tonight,” she told them both.

Bruce took her lips in a searing all-consuming kiss,
demanding everything from her.

“I love you, Bruce...so completely,” she told him
between kisses.

Bruce moved the straps of her silky dress down her
arms. “I love you, too, Melissa. You’re
my everything
.”

Chris watched husband and wife, emotions and jealousy
and envy eating at him. They looked so good together, the perfect couple. They
were so gone on each other that they never saw the passing of dark emotions
over their friend's face.

Bruce moved behind Melissa, pulling her dress down an
inch by agonizing inch, exposing her glorious tits as her dress dropped on the
floor. She wore nothing underneath, completely naked for their eyes to devour.

“Fuck me. She’s fucking gorgeous,” Chris mumbled.
 

Bruce took hold of her hands, placing them around his
neck.

“There you go sweetheart, show him everything.” Bruce
cupped her tits.

Chris started to undress, watching Melissa as he did
so. She was so hot, her body so tempting. Chris wanted her and for tonight he’d
fuck that little body and fuck it hard. Once he was naked, he watched her
looking at his cock and fondled himself, catching her attention.

“You want this?” Chris asked
.

She nodded.

“Show me her pussy,” Chris told Bruce.

Bruce sat on the nearest chair, taking her with him.
His fingers dug into her legs and then eased them open, exposing her damp, creamy
pussy to Chris. Bruce opened her legs as wide as they would go and Chris could
see her clit pulsing.

He knelt between her legs, covering them with his
hands then tongued her clit, no teasing and no hesitation. Melissa cried out,
her hold tightening around her husband’s neck. She tasted sweet and juicy like
a ripened peach, her arousal intoxicating. Chris soon learned what made her
scream and what pleased her
and he penetrated her pussy with two fingers
while he tongued her clit, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. He thrust
his tongue into her channel, tongue fucking her while his thumb flickered her
clit, rubbing her juice all over her. Melissa’s body trembled, building up to
her orgasm. Her head thrashed from side to side and her pelvis gyrated toward
s
Chris, completely mindless.

“You’re going to cum and he’s going to lick every last
bit of cum out of you
,
Melissa,” Bruce growled just as she thrust her
pussy up to Chris’s waiting mouth, crying out,
the
sound echoing around the kitchen. She let go completely, shaking and beautiful,
trusting them.

****

Chris and Bruce spoke at the same time saying, “To the
bedroom,” causing Melissa to chuckle.

Her body quivered as Bruce led the way up the stairs
to their bedroom then placed her delicately on the bed while Chris stood at the
bottom waiting.
 
Bruce joined her, his
naked body pressing to her side, his cock hard and ready.