Hot Wired (5 page)

She approached an older man as he made his choice. “Excuse me, sir.” She smiled and hoped she didn’t look out of place. “Could you recommend a good wine? Something light and not sour.”

He chuckled, eyeing her with amusement. “Dinner party or just for fun?”

Well, well. The old guy read her like a book. “Fooling around, mostly.” She laughed and took the bottle he’d chosen. “A very tasty little merlot.”

He nodded. “Never pushy, and delicious no matter what you’re doing.”

After he left, she filled her small shopping basket with four bottles. On the way to the checkout stand, she picked up a box of fancy chocolates. She obligingly smiled at the man checking her out, mostly because of his bold-as-brass stare at her tits.

She looked in her fringe-adorned shoulder bag and found the card with Baron’s name and number on it. Nothing fancy, it just stated he was an electrician for small jobs, and his number. Right to the point, like him. She punched in the number and waited while the phone rang. After six rings, she started to end the call. Then she heard his deep voice.

“We’ve been waiting for you to call, baby.”

“Really?” A thrill of pleasure skittered around her pussy and made her shiver. “I am expecting both of you at seven.” She heard him breathe in, her imagination taking her straight to where he was.

“Nothing can keep us away.”

She closed her phone and gripped the steering wheel. If they didn’t show, she was going to be one frustrated woman.

As soon as she walked in the door of her unit, Carol hurried around the rooms, picking up clothing and dirty dishes. She’d have to try and keep a neater house if Sham came around very often. He was an extremely neat man. He’d made her feel comfortable and welcome. Man, had he ever.

She flopped down on the couch and ran her hand over the floral slipcover upholstery. The sofa had probably never had a workout like the one Baron had given it. She shuddered with remembered desire, wishing he was there to ride her deep into the cushions.

Soon, my girl. Soon
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Two hours later, the house sparkled and the wine cooled in a bucket of ice. It didn’t bother her much that she was not a cook or homemaker. She didn’t plan to become a housewife. The one thing she could do was make a man happy in bed. All that other stuff didn’t matter if a man was satisfied.

She took a leisurely bath with her favorite scented oil called Spanish Geranium. The fragrance never failed to make her horny as a cat in heat. Tonight, she’d try it out on two men. Hell, they didn’t need perfume to get started. So much the better for her.

There was no hurry to find an outfit for the night. While she dried her body with several soft towels, Carol anticipated a very enjoyable evening, becoming more anxious for its beginning with every breath.

She removed the tags from the new lingerie and laid them in a dresser drawer. That wasn’t what she wanted tonight. Seduction and some flirtation before the unholy, fantastic sex were in order this time. She would be in charge of this little party.

Confident in her plan to dominate her men, she stepped into her favorite white lace thong and wrapped a sheer white sari about her body. A quick look in the closet door mirror assured the party would be a success. Her nipples peaked under the sheer material, and her ass was clearly visible.

She stacked her long hair into a mass of loose curls on top of her head, leaving tendrils free to drift seductively about her shoulders.

The look suited her, she thought. Casual, like the sex she wanted.

She carried the wine out to the small patio, hurrying back in for glasses. For a split second, she felt foolish, making a fuss over a couple of men she wouldn’t see much after tonight. Her life had a pattern of brief relationships, each one ending when the next one suited her fancy.

Chewing on her lower lip, she knew this time was different. Baron and Sham were different.

She heard the car doors slamming out in her driveway and hurried back into the living room to let them in. They stood side by side, smiling and bearing gifts. Her heart pounded crazily, and her voice sounded strange to her ears when she greeted them.

“Come on in.” The bouquet Sham pressed into her hands contained fragile looking blue irises and pink roses. “They’re beautiful, Sham. Thank you.” She’d never received anything so lovely from a date.

Baron placed a huge box of chocolates in her free hand. “We decided they were perfect for you.” He kissed her cheek and eyed her outfit. “Sweets for the prettiest woman in Colorado.”

The gifts were so unexpected, she found herself tongue-tied for a moment.

Come on, girl, they know what they’re going to get. They didn’t bring gold.

She recovered and laughed airily, leading them into the living room. “Want to eat, or take a soak first? The wine is on ice.” She put the flowers in a wine carafe and then turned to look at them. “The tub should be just right by now.”

Sham walked to her and kissed her lips, his hands already on the buttons of his white cotton shirt. “I am ready to relax in the tub. A glass of wine would make it perfection.”

She touched his hair and then turned to look at Baron. “How about you? Ready to soak?”

He laughed while tugging his shirt from his jeans. “I’m ready for anything you want, beautiful.”

Her thighs quivered with the thrill of knowing she would have them both. She led the way to the patio and leaned over to test the water temperature. Perfect, warm and bubbling, the tub was big enough to hold them with room left over for whatever they wanted to do.

When she straightened up, her gaze went to Baron where he stood naked and gorgeous. As an afterthought, she pulled the privacy drapes, not wanting to share her men or have the cops interrupt their party.

Baron stepped into the water, groaning with pleasure, and leaned back. Eager to join him, she began to unwrap the sari from her body, but Sham stood behind her and slowly removed the garment. He stepped in front of her, inhaling roughly. His fingers hooked in the thin waistband of her thong and pulled it down to her knees. He knelt to skim it off the rest of the way, burying his face in the narrow tangle of curls covering her pussy. His touch on her calves shot through her like sweet fire burning out of control as his hands slid up her thighs and finally cupped her ass. She stiffened her legs while his firm lips covered her stomach with soft kisses. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his body when he stood and cupped her chin in his hand, touching her lips with his.

From the hot tub, Baron called out to them, his voice husky. “Come to me, sweet baby.”

She took Sham’s hand and went to the tub, still trembling from the encounter with him. Stepping into the swirling bubbles, she wasn’t sure where to sit until Baron hooked his arm around her waist to pull her onto his lap. She straddled his thighs and met his steady gaze while Sham sank down in the water next to Baron, looking comfortable and sensational. She thought things couldn’t get any better until Baron found her slit and pushed two fingers up into her pussy.

Her hips bucked against the delicious invasion, her pussy squeezing tight to hold his fingers inside. She arched her back to give him complete access to her tits, moaning as a scorching ache built inside her. He tongued her nipples and sucked them into his mouth, pulling hard on her nipples while she came in a wild orgasm that left her weak and wanting more.

She opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She found Sham’s exotic gaze on her. She touched his shoulder, and he moved closer, resting on his knees to kiss her with force, the probing of his tongue rekindling the blaze that would soon take her to orgasm.

He smiled at her before planting a deep kiss on Baron’s mouth, smothering his throat with quick kisses and love nips. She watched in rapt fascination, her pussy clenching with lust to be part of the seduction. The wait was short, her nostrils filling with the scent of aroused men and her own perfume.

“Lift up, babe.” Baron cupped her ass and eased her onto the head of his stiff cock, holding her back until she growled with impatience.

“Harder, Baron, harder and faster.” Her demands were catered to, his erection filling her completely. She jumped a little to feel a second pair of strong hands squeezing the cheeks of her ass, but her alarm melted quickly. Sham pressed his hard chest to her back, sucking on the soft flesh of her shoulder while stroking her asshole. She was so near climax that her blood steamed. It finally came, and the unexpected heavenly pressure of a long finger being inserted into her ass made her scream with pleasure. She rode Baron like a bucking horse until the hottest come of her life burst free, lasting on and on until she fell back against Sham.

He massaged her shoulders and neck, leaning around to kiss her lips. She’d never been fucked so intensely in her life, and she loved it. She was crazy about them, a sudden and thrilling revelation to her. She turned to face him and hugged his strong neck. “Now I want you, Sham.”

He caught her hips and held her up, nudging her legs apart. “Guide me in, my beautiful nymph.”

He was ridged, the pearls more pronounced in his cock, and she took a second to enjoy the feel of them in her palm. “I can hardly wait. Make me come again and again, and—”

Her last word was silenced by the stretching of her pussy when Sham did as she asked, moving in quick, deep thrusts that took her up to a blinding explosion in her brain as she reached climax. He held her fast, exhausted from his own release.

They relaxed in quiet companionship afterwards, sipping wine and enjoying their delicious exhaustion.

Carol yawned softly, draping her arms over their shoulders. “I’m ready to go in.”

Baron leaned around her to scowl at Sham. “I think she wants us to leave.”

She splashed the water a little with her foot. “You’re not leaving yet.” She rose and stepped out of the tub. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go to bed.”

She enjoyed the way they trotted after her, the happiness she felt a little scary but exhilarating. They all jumped onto the bed, but she knew it sure wasn’t to sleep.

Lying between Baron and Sham, Carol’s body thrummed with pleasurable sensations. Their kisses and hands on her skin sent her desire soaring to the limit. Sham got up and went into the living room, coming back with the box of decadent chocolates and wine.

She learned to enjoy the taste of her own juices after Baron dipped a cherry bon-bon into her slit and dropped it into her mouth. She chewed the candy with fierce delight as he tongued her clit and Sham sucked her nipples. She dug her fingers into the wrinkled sheet under her and exploded in the blinding waves of satisfaction. The blissful drifting was accompanied by thoughts that had hovered around her from the first day she met her men.

“I want you both.” They paused in the pursuit of making her happy, glancing from her to each other. “At the same time. We’ll have a daisy chain for dessert.”

Baron laughed, pulling her onto her knees to face him. “You ever been in a chain, sweet puss?”

In all her experimenting, that was one thing she hadn’t done. “No, but I want it now.” She kissed his sexy mouth and squeezed his sac. “I saved the best for last.”

Sham lay on his side, a lazy smile on his mouth as he listened to the conversation. “Show me what you want, Carol.” He sat up to rest against the tufted headboard. “I’ve never had the privilege of enjoying making love that way.”

She fell into his arms, pulling Baron down with her. “Use your imagination, Sham. I’ll bet Baron can show both of us how it goes.”

Both of her lovers probably knew plenty about every way there was to have sex, and they lured her into their net with skilled hands and talented mouths. She began to notice a subtle change in the way they touched each other, the slow but remarkable ease of carrying her into their lovemaking.

They sat in a close circle, kissing her slowly, and finally each other while her heart pounded with expectation. They didn’t just kiss, they open-mouthed fused their lips, and she knew by the movement of their throats it was deep, tongue probing, making their cocks stretch to full mast. Droplets of pre-cum glistened on the tips, her tongue flicking out to lap them up. Baron closed his fingers around Sham’s beautiful shaft and worked the decorated flesh into a throbbing weapon that she needed inside her. Anywhere would be all right,.