Monroe, Marla - Desire for Two (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (3 page)

“Don’t start any trouble for me, Byron. It’s important that they think I’m not interested and the bitch everyone believes me to be. I mean it,” she said, frowning at him.

“Okay, okay. Your secret is safe with me. Besides, Jim told me that if I upset you he wouldn’t spank me for a month.”

“So you two have been talking about me? Shame on you.” She drained her wine and sighed. “Why are the two of you even thinking about me anyway?”

“We both said that if we wanted a woman between us, it would be you.”

Desire nearly choked. “What?”

“Hey, don’t get mad. It’s a compliment when two gay guys who’ve never thought about being bi talk about you as a possible third.” Byron grinned.

“Okay, let’s pretend you didn’t tell me that, and we’ll still be good friends.”

Chapter Four

Monday morning, Clay and Elliot arrived at the office early. Clay called the HR department to talk about transferring Desire to their office as soon as possible. HR wanted to go through the normal bullshit of giving a week’s notice where she was, but with Clay and Elliot being full partners in the firm and handling most of their more lucrative clients, they agreed to waive the notice since she was in the float pool and not in another department.

“Why in the hell would you give notice in the float pool?” Elliot asked.

“Beats the hell out of me.” Clay had told them to send Ms. Addison straight up to Elliot’s office.

Her office would be out front between theirs. That way she could monitor anyone trying to get to them. Her desk and files and everything she should need were already there. If she needed anything else, they would get it for her. They figured it would take her a few days to get the hang of things and their schedule. It would really be great to finally have someone keep them on the right track for a change. They tended to bump along as it was now.

“She should be here in a few minutes. Donna said she was packing up her things now,” Clay told Elliot.

“Remember we aren’t going to harass her. Just let her settle in and get used to us and our schedules,” Elliot agreed.

Some fifteen or twenty minutes later, the elevator at the end of the hall dinged and someone got off pushing a cart. Clay stepped out of the office to watch Desire roll the cart with her things on it up to the desk.

“Welcome to your new position,” Clay said with a smile.

“Thanks, I’m looking forward to starting. Give me about thirty minutes to put everything away and figure out the system, and I’ll be ready for whatever you need,” she said then blushed at the way it sounded.

“Take your time. We’ve been handling ourselves for some time now. It will be nice to have someone else to depend on for a change.”

Clay returned to Elliot’s office and closed the door.

“Man, she has to be interested in us. She actually blushed!” Clay told him.

“Best behavior, Clay. We can’t afford a lawsuit over sexual harassment.” Elliot opened a folder and pushed it across his desk toward Clay. “What do you see in this that I’m missing?

Clay bent over the folder and read through it. Not much got by his brother on contracts, so he was really distracted by their new admin.

“I think you need to look at subparagraph 2d again. It sounds fishy to me.” Clay scratched his head.

“Thanks, I need some coffee.” He walked out to the front where the coffeepot was and looked forlornly at it. It was empty. Clay snickered, thinking he would have to make it.

“I take it you want some coffee,” Desire said with a smile.

“Yeah, I fixed some last week. Forgot it was last week,” Elliot told her.

“Give me five minutes, and I’ll clean it out and have some going.” She picked up the grungy pot and disappeared in the women’s bathroom.

“She is actually going to fix coffee?” Clay asked, astonished.

“Looks that way.” Elliot was grinning broadly now.

“I think we’ve hit the jackpot with admins,” Clay commented.

They returned to their respective offices to get to work. Clay had to finish up the two contacts he’d been working on Friday. If he could just get his cock to behave he would be fine. So far, it was all warmed up and ready to go.

A few minutes later, Desire knocked on the door and brought him some coffee in a freshly washed mug.

“I don’t know how you take it, so I’ll bring you whatever you need. It’s black.” She set the mug in front of him.

“We both take it black. Thanks so much, Desire.”

“No problem. I’ll remember to have coffee ready for you in the future.” She started out the door then turned around and asked. “What time do you normally arrive?”

We are usually here by quarter of nine. If we are going to be late or come in early, we’ll let you know ahead of time. Of course, you’ll have our schedules so you’ll pretty much know anyway.” Clay took a cautious sip of the steaming brew.

“I’m just about put away out there, so let me know if you need anything. I’ll need your appointment book to start mine when you can let me have it.”

“Um, well, that’s the problem. We don’t have one and need that. We usually use sticky notes on our desks or phones. Can you just start one for us?” He picked up the sticky notes he had and handed them to her.

He watched her face. She hid it well, but he saw the first hint of amusement there.

“I’ll get right on it. This will be how your brother keeps up with his also?” she asked.

“Yep, sorry.” Clay shrugged his shoulders.

“I’ll work on yours first, then his, so I don’t mix them up.” She took the handful of notes and left him there to sip his coffee.

A few minutes later, his phone buzzed. It was Elliot’s line. They had private lines to each other.

“How did she react to the sticky notes?” he asked.

“She took it all in stride, though I could see a definite hint of amusement in her eyes.”

“She just asked for mine. I was surprised she did it without saying anything.”

“Hold on.” He put his brother on hold when there was a knock at the door.

“Sir, your line is lit up but it didn’t come through my phone. Do I need to get maintenance to work on the phones?”

“No, Elliot and I have direct lines between us. If the light is on, we’re both on together. Sorry I didn’t think to tell you that.”

“No problem. I know now.” She closed the door behind herself.

“Ooops, forgot to mention the direct line,” Elliot said on the other end.

“Yeah, and she called me ‘sir.’ We’ve got to break her of that habit quickly. I’m not going to be ‘sir.’” Clay sipped at his coffee.

“Me either.” Elliot hung up.

Clay went back to work on his contracts. No one bothered him for the rest of the morning, except his dick. If it didn’t calm down, he was going to have to slip into his private bathroom and take care of it.

* * * *

Desire had never met two more unorganized men in her life. Setting them up from scratch was both exhilarating and frustrating. Sticky notes, of all things! She couldn’t imagine how they ever functioned on their own, and they were senior partners. Well, she would soon have them so organized they would have twice the amount of time they did before. She smiled to herself. She’d be able to handle them without a second’s trouble. Well, except for the part where her libido was fighting with her hormones for supremacy. She wanted them in a big way. At this rate she would have to keep extra panties in her bag. She was sopping wet already and it was barely noon.

“Desire, can you come in here for a minute?” Elliot asked over the intercom.

“Yes, sir.” She grabbed her steno pad and pen and hurried into his office.

“First of all, can the ‘sir.’ Neither Clay nor I like it. Second of all, I need to schedule an appointment with Bill Holder of Holder Electronics for some time tomorrow to go over his contract.”

“Yes, sir. I mean fine. I’ll take care of it.”

“We’re very informal here, so call us Elliot and Clay. It will make things a lot easier with both of us being Middletons.” Elliot stood up and then, as if realizing she would see his enormous hard-on, sat back down.

“I’ll get this scheduled right away, Elliot.” She turned and left the office, trying not to smile.

They were both attracted to her. Great, what was she going to do about that? She had the hots for them, and they were turned on by her. This was going to be a disaster waiting to happen.

* * * *

A week passed with their attraction for each other becoming almost unbearable. Desire stayed wet, and every time she went into their office, they were hard. At first, they tried to hide it from her. Then they either gave up or didn’t care anymore. She was worried she wasn’t going to be able to work for them.

As far as bosses went, they were a dream come true. They required very little and apprised her of any appointments they made on their own. Any conflict, she handled without a problem. Basically, she made coffee, fielded phone calls, and redirected visitors who just wanted to stop in and talk. Most of whom turned out to be females, she found out. No wonder they wanted an admin. How had they ever gotten any work done?

Her intercom buzzed. It was Elliot. “Desire, I need to send out a letter.”

“I’ll be right in.” She grabbed her pad and pen and walked in without knocking. They’d broken her of that habit as well.

She sat in the chair across from his desk and crossed her legs to give her a knee to support her pad.

Elliot smiled and began dictating the letter. When he was through, he wandered around the edge of the desk and leaned against the front of it.

“Read that back to me so I can be sure I covered what I wanted to, please.”

Desire read it back and waited patiently while he thought about it. When he walked over to lean over her and look at her notes, she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. At this range, he couldn’t help but know she was wet. Mortified, she tried to close her legs tighter.

“Mmmm, I can smell your sweet pussy, Desire. Do you know how many times I’ve known you were wet and restrained myself? I don’t think I can do that this time.” Elliot leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, pushing aside her hair as he did.

“Um, Elliot, this isn’t a good idea.” She tried to reason with him. “Really, it isn’t.”

“I think it’s a very good idea. Do you know what I want to do with you? I want to spread you out on my desk and bury my face between your legs and eat your cunt till you scream in pleasure.” He punctuated “scream” with a nip at her ear and “pleasure” with a nip at her neck.

“Someone will come in, Elliot. I didn’t lock the door, and I’m not out there to stop them.”

“Don’t move,” he ordered.

He walked behind her, and a few seconds later she heard the door lock. Then he walked back around to his desk and picked up the phone.

“Clay, I have Desire in my office, and I need your help.”

Chapter Five

Desire’s eyes opened wide. What the hell? She started to get up, but Elliot was too quick. He held her down with his hands on her shoulders.

“Easy there, Desire. Nothing is going to happen you don’t want to happen. Let us take care of you.”

“This is really a bad idea, guys. We have to work together.” She looked from one to the other when Clay walked in through their adjoining doors, locking the door behind him.