Yearning Absolution (Yearning Series) (2 page)

“No. I won’t give in. No matter how
tempting you are. Three dates. I’m going to take a shower.” Cole said and
pushed from the room.

Gwen pouted after him but let him
go. She saw McKayla’s suit case from the move sitting in the corner. She smiled
and grabbed it before throwing it onto the bed and quickly unzipped it. Digging
around through the various clothing items in the bag, she found what she was
looking for.

It was a purple vibrator. She and McKayla
had bought it a few months back. Looking out the door quickly to make sure Cole
was still gone, she shut it quietly before laying on the bed. She slipped her
jeans down to her knees and started playing with her clit using the tip of the
vibrator. Imagining Cole’s cock pressing against her as McKayla played with her
tits got her hot. Using her free hand she grabbed her breast and pinched her
nipple. She bit down on her lip picturing Cole’s green eyes looking deep into
her eyes while he pressed against her opening.

Her eyes rolled back as a gasp
escaped her lips and the vibrator slipped deep in her pussy, just the way Cole
always liked to do. In deep fast, then out slow was how he liked it when he was
on top. She repeated the same rhythm with the vibrator as images from the few
times they’d had sex flashed through her mind. At the same time, she could imagine
McKayla’s mouth on her breast, nipping and biting her tender flesh.

The thought had her letting out a
loud moan and she sped up the vibrator going in and out quickly, just like Cole
did when he got close to coming because she was almost there.

The image of McKayla kneeling above
her face so she could lick her pussy while Cole was pounding into her threw
Gwen over the edge. She cried out when the burn started in her feet, her orgasm
was coming. Gwen’s back arched as her head pressed back into the pillow as the
first pulses of release surged through her body.

“Well, well, what do we have here?”
McKayla’s voice interrupted Gwen’s orgasm. She couldn’t stop though. Gwen kept
moving the vibrator inside her as she turned to look at not just McKayla
filling the doorway, but Cole just behind her. He was dressed in the same
clothes he’d had on before but his hair was wet. As the waves of her orgasm
subsided, her face turned bright red and she stopped moving the vibrator.

“Oh hell.” Gwen said as
embarrassment rushed over her. She’d never been caught masturbating before. She
pulled the vibrator from between her legs and tossed it over the far edge of
the bed and quickly stood before pulling her panties and jeans back up.

“Wait a minute.” McKayla moved in
front of her quickly. She slipped her hand down the front of Gwen’s jeans
before Gwen could button them. She slipped a finger into Gwen, who moaned as
her eyes closed. Her hands came up to grip McKayla’s shoulders. She was still
oh so sensitive between her thighs. “Now I want some too. How could I not after
that little display?”

“No one was supposed to come back
here.” Gwen stuttered as McKayla walked her backwards to the edge of the bed,
her finger sliding in and out of Gwen slowly. McKayla used her other hand to
push Gwen’s jeans back down over her hips. McKayla pulled her finger from Gwen
so she could lift Gwen’s shirt. She hadn’t been wearing a bra. Gwen had to help
pull it the rest of the way over her head because as soon as her breasts were
exposed, McKayla dipped her head to take a nipple in her mouth. Gwen looked up
to see Cole leaning a shoulder against the wall with his arms crossed over his
chest and his ankles crossed. His eyes were focused on them.

“Lay down.” McKayla commanded. Gwen
sat down then scooted back so she was in the middle of the bed before lying
back on the pillows. McKayla pulled the jeans and panties from Gwen’s legs
before crawling onto the bed. McKayla’s hands slid up Gwen’s hips then up over
the full round soft globes of her breasts while she straddled Gwen’s hips. Gwen
moaned and arched her back as McKayla roughly pinched both of Gwen’s nipples. “Do
you like when he watches us?” McKayla glanced over her shoulder at Cole, who
was still leaning against the wall.

“Yes.” Gwen’s voice was barely
audible. McKayla dipped her head and licked up Gwen’s neck. Gwen rolled her
head to the side to give her better access. Her eyes locked with Cole’s across
the room. McKayla left a trail of kisses over Gwen’s collarbone, down over her
breasts to her stomach, but Gwen’s eyes never left Cole. That is until
McKayla’s flat, warm, wet tongue slid through the moisture gathering between
Gwen’s thighs.

Gwen’s thighs clamped closed around
McKayla’s head. Her hands sinking into McKayla’s hair as her back arched and a
moan from Gwen filled the silence. Gwen couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore.
They slammed shut as pleasure from McKayla’s tongue filled her brain.

“Oh yeah. This pussy is all wet. Must’ve
been a good vision you used for that vibrator. Tell me, what were you thinking
of?” McKayla’s fingers slipped deep into Gwen’s pussy. Gwen groaned and looked
down at McKayla, who had a wicked smile on her face. Her fingers slid in and
out while their eyes were locked. Gwen swallowed hard before reaching down and
grabbing two handfuls of McKayla’s hair and pulling just firm enough to get her
point across. McKayla followed and moved back up Gwen’s body.

“I was thinking about eating your
pussy.” Gwen said before pulling McKayla’s head down. She pressed her lips
firmly into McKayla’s lips before tilting her head. Their tongues touched and
danced together while their hands caressed and massaged each other. Gwen
wrapped her legs around McKayla’s hips as they continued to kiss and caress.

McKayla broke the kiss first. Her
breathing was hard as she looked down at Gwen. She sat back on her knees. Her
hands slid from Gwen’s knees that were at her hips down to Gwen’s hips,
gripping tight. Gwen pushed up so she was sitting and could pull off the
t-shirt that McKayla had on. She made quick work of McKayla’s bra, releasing
her small perky breasts. Gwen’s legs returned to the bed so that she could
reach the clasp at the top of the jeans McKayla had on.

Gwen pushed the shorts down just
enough to find that McKayla didn’t have on any panties. Gwen’s fingers found
their way to the hot juices between McKayla’s thighs. McKayla was trying to get
her shorts the rest of the way off, but Gwen wasn’t waiting. Her fingers circled
her clit rapidly making McKayla groan loudly. Gwen’s other hand reached up to
massage one of McKayla’s breasts.

“Damn.” Cole muttered quietly.
Gwen’s head quickly turned to see him undoing his jeans and pulling his hard
cock out. He started pumping up and down his shaft as he watched Gwen and
McKayla. 

Gwen pushed McKayla down so she was
on top. She helped McKayla finally get off her shorts. Grabbing McKayla’s ass
with both hands, she lowered her face between her soft creamy thighs. She ran
her tongue through all the juices she found waiting for her. She felt Cole move
behind her and turned her head to watch him.

“I like this angle better.” Cole
said standing behind her while still stroking himself rather roughly.

Gwen went back to work flicking her
tongue across McKayla’s clit while sinking two fingers deep in her. She curled
her fingers, rubbing the inside of McKayla. When McKayla’s back arched and her
hands dug into the sheets, Gwen knew she’d found her G Spot. She curled her
fingers and sucked hard on her clit at the same time.

Gwen jumped a bit when she felt a
hand on her ass but realizing it was Cole, she continued. Cole’s fingers
slipped through her crease before sinking deep in her.  He was still using one
hand to rub himself, his cock pressed to her ass. She pushed back on her knees
telling Cole she wanted more.

“Oh fuck.” Gwen groaned when Cole
added another finger. She curled her fingers, slipping them through McKayla
faster as she furiously flicked her tongue against her clit. Cole was quickly
pushing her towards an orgasm and she wanted McKayla right there with her.

It only took a few more strokes of
Cole’s fingers in Gwen before she was on the ledge. She nipped down and curled
her fingers hard into McKayla’s G Spot. McKayla cried out as her own orgasm
thrummed through her. Gwen followed her over the ledge. Clenching down on
Cole’s fingers while moaning into McKayla’s pussy. Gwen felt hot spurts on her
back signaling Cole too had found his release.

Gwen’s first day at her new job had
finally arrived. Her palms were sweating, her hands shaking, but somehow she’d
managed to shower then do her makeup and hair without poking out her eye or
giving herself a bald spot. She stood in the vast expanse of Cole’s closet.
Sure, she’d been in here in the last couple days that she’d been living here. Standing
there getting ready for work made it really sink in, even if only temporarily,
she was living with a man.

As she walked deeper into the
closet with only a towel knotted around her body, she ran her hands over the
line of suits hanging on the one side. Cole sure had a lot of suits.

She thought about that and started
to look a little closer at his clothes. An entire row was his suits, matching
jackets with pants, some even had a vest. Next were all his dress shirts. He
had a ton of white and black shirts with a few colored ones hanging up. Then there
was a shelved unit that held so many shoes most women would be jealous followed
by row after row of different ties. Gwen continued around to the other side of
the closet. There in the very far, back corner, she found a very small
selection of jeans, t-shirts and light sweaters. Not that any of his other
clothes looked worn, but these looked brand new. She wouldn’t have been
surprised to find store tags hanging off them. There might have even been a
fine sheen of dust on them if she looked close enough.

She made a mental note to ask him
why he rarely wore these clothes. She’d seen him many hours out of his work
environment, but he was always in business attire. Shaking her head, now was
not the time to get lost in Cole’s world, Gwen returned to getting dressed.
They still had to figure out how they were going to get to work this morning.
It was her first day and they had yet to discuss the driving or commuting
situation. If Gwen was going to need to catch the subway, she needed to leave
soon. She’d already checked the schedule and estimated the time it would take
to get to work on the subway.

Cole hadn’t said he would take her
and she wasn’t going to bring it up if he didn’t. She was already staying in
his house and that was enough to ask of him. She walked to the corner of the
closet that she had jammed a few of her clothes in. Mostly she’d put her super
expensive designer dresses that she’d bought while working for Finest
Companions, the high end escort service she had worked for four years.  She
hadn’t been able to bring herself to donate or trash the beautiful dresses.
She’d spent a very large amount of money on each dress. She was accompanying
rich men to events and couldn’t look anything but amazing when she was on their
arm, afterall. Most of her dresses had only been worn a handful of times
anyway. Her regular attire had been what she wore for most of her appointments
to have sex with clients. She donated most of her clothes after she decided she
was worth more than any dollar amount those men were paying for her body.

Gwen shook her head again. This
morning she was in a very reflective mood. She quickly grabbed a boring light
grey knee length business dress that had a high collar and tiny sleeves that
barely covered her shoulders. She was just stepping into it when Cole walked
into the closet.

“Hm. I think I might just never let
you leave.” Cole said as he leaned against the door frame between the bedroom
and the bathroom wearing a towel slung low around his hips. He had showered
after Gwen. She hadn’t been able to sleep and got up early to start getting
ready.

“What are you gonna do? Lock me in
the closet? Heaven knows if I ate clothing I’d be able to survive a few years
at least.” Gwen laughed gesturing at the large closet.

“No.” Cole said before taking the
few steps it took to close the distance between them. He wrapped his arms
around her waist before nuzzling his face in her neck. He took a deep breath
and slowly let it out before speaking again, “I think I could wake up to see your
face every day for the rest of my life. Just to find you standing in just a
pair of sexy panties, thigh highs and a little bra in my closet every day, I think
I just might give up everything I’ve worked so hard for. ”

“Oh yea, just that easy. Stand in here
every day, in not so sexy underwear and I could have your what… thousands, that
you have in savings?” Gwen smirked at him as she stepped back to slip her dress
up, covering her body. She turned so that he could pull up the zipper for her.
She turned back to face him once he had.

“Hm. Yes. The few dollars I have
there.” Cole shrugged and leaned in to give her a soft kiss. “We better get
going. I figure we could stop and pick up some drinks before catching our
train.”

“Our train?” Gwen wrinkled her nose
and smiled at him. “Cute. I didn’t know if you’d want to go to the office with
me or if I’d be heading in alone.”

“You’ll come with me. We can take
the car if you’d rather. You know, in fact I think that’s a better idea.” Cole
looked thoughtful for a moment before turning to start getting dressed. He
didn’t want to bring up her stalker if he didn’t need to. “Will you be ready in
20 minutes?”

“I’ll be ready in 10. Just need to
gather a few things first.” Gwen tried her best to not drool when he dropped
his towel and slipped on his underwear. She watched as he selected a suit from
the rack and started to pull on the pants. He turned his head and smiled at
her.

“Enjoying the show?” Cole liked
having her eyes on him. He’d woken as late as he could so they wouldn’t have
any time to fool around. His will power was only so strong and this would be
her first day at work so he couldn’t make her late.

“Absolutely.” Gwen winked. While he
finished dressing, Gwen went to get her belongings together. She found McKayla
sitting on the kitchen counter, a cup of coffee in her hands that rested in her
lap. “What are you up to?”

“Waiting for you to get ready so I
could send you off to work and then go back to bed.” McKayla smiled as she slid
off the counter. She set her mug down before pulling Gwen into a hug. McKayla
pushed Gwen’s hair back over both shoulders and clasped her hands behind Gwen’s
neck. “Good luck today.”

“Thanks. I’m trying to stay calm.”
Gwen let out a deep breath and smiled. She was so thankful to have McKayla in
her life. They’d met over 10 years ago in a group for rape survivors and had
quickly become friends. After a couple years, their friendship had turned and
become so much more. Gwen had never had a normal sexual relationship with
someone before and it had seemed so natural when she and McKayla had taken the
next step. Their relationship, both physically and emotionally, had helped Gwen
find a delicate balance in her life. “I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“You ready to go?” Cole asked as he
entered the kitchen. He winked at McKayla as he slipped his wallet into his
pocket and unplugged his phone from the charger.

“Yes, I guess as much as I’ll ever
be.” Gwen squeezed McKayla again and gave her a soft kiss before picking up her
purse along with her bag that was filled with her design books and phone off
the counter.

“Let’s get a move on then. Doug is
waiting downstairs.” Cole nodded to McKayla before leading the way out of the
kitchen.