My Stepbrother's Arrangement (A Stepbrother Romance) (5 page)

What the fuck was I doing?

I had started off just teasing Olivia. She was so obviously uncomfortable with what happened, which was so adorable. So I decided to bug her just a bit.

Then I suggested we keep doing it. As a kind of role play thing, with me as her boss. Just for the summer, of course.

Was she considering it? Fuck, I hoped so.

I thought maybe fucking her would have gotten her out of my system. You know, just do her hard once, have that memory forever, move on with life?

Well, it didn’t quite work that way.

Shit.

I really wanted her to say yes. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t really sure of something. Most girls, if I offered them a deal like that they would have been all over it. With Olivia I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t wait for Monday, just to get an answer.

* * *

I had to admit one thing: Olivia’s answer was great motivation to actually show up to work for once. I was even at the office before she was, getting there at eight and looking at some documents about the thing my dad wanted to do for him. After all, if I was going to be there, I might as well actually do the work he wanted me to.

She came in just after nine. Her face was red, and I knew she was so shy about this. Her tight little skirt fit her so well, but I just wanted to rip it off her, she looked so professional.

“Hey,” I greeted her from behind my desk, grinning.

Olivia didn’t reply. Instead, she came up to my desk, dropped a pair of panties in front of me, and ran out of the room before I even got the chance to say anything.

I supposed I got my answer.

A grin formed across my face. I was going to show her a world of pleasure Olivia never could have possibly imagined existed.

I couldn’t believe I’d done it. I was so nervous the entire time, from when I went into the bathroom and took off the panties I’d put on only a few hours earlier, to walking into Kaleb’s office with them clenched in my hand, hoping against all hope that no one would want to talk to me between the bathroom and his office, to when I dropped them on his desk.

I thought I was going to die of embarrassment. It had seemed like such a sexy idea in my head. I’d strut in past his receptionist without knocking, all confident, see him in his suit, drop the panties on the desk and shoot him a seductive smile with fuck-me eyes, my answer to his proposal in the action rather than the words I spoke, then do a slow supermodel catwalk walk out of the room, with him checking out my ass the whole time.

It would have been so sexy.

Instead, I got way too embarrassed to do it sexily. I ran into Kaleb’s office, dropped the panties on his desk without being able to look at him at all, and rushed out before he could say anything.

But I was willing to bet he still checked my ass out on my way out the door.

Still, I had done it. I had said yes to his offer. For the rest of the summer, we’d basically be fuck buddies. Fuck buddies with a twist: he was my boss.

And fuck, he was good.

For someone like me, someone who always got good grades, studied hard and made school their top priority, I knew that I had to rationalize this, look at it logically. And that was what Kaleb had given me with his offer. By doing this with him I’d have stories that other girls at college could only dream of, rather than having to talk about how my ex Mike did me missionary-style – and only missionary – like five times before we broke up,  and the few times I did orgasm with it I had to do to myself when he was showering after.

But it wasn’t the promise of great gossip, or anything like that which ended up swaying me.

It was the sex. That one night of pure ecstasy with Kaleb was something I knew I was never going to forget.

He was incredible. I had felt things I could have never imagined. My toes
literally
curled during the orgasm he gave me, and orgasm that made my body feel like it was being ripped apart completely.

Even thinking about it sent pangs of pleasure coursing through to my sex. And that was why I said yes.

I wanted that bad girl experience. I wanted to do something so completely unlike me, I wanted to release. Plus, this was with someone I trusted, and we had put a time limit on it. The summer, while we worked together. Afterwards, Kaleb would go back to college in New York, and I’d go off on my first year at somewhere that wasn’t Yale.

I hadn’t decided where that was going to be yet.

If I was more into psychology I might have started questioning my motives. Maybe I was really just doing this to get over my rejection from Yale, as a sort of rebellion.

Whatever it was, two things were certain: I had said yes to Kaleb’s offer, and I knew this summer was absolutely not going to be what I expected.

I made my way out of Kaleb’s office and back onto the floor, where myself and the three other people assigned to the project had cubicles. Of course my brother, being our boss and the person we reported to, had his own big office. The fact that my stepfather saw Kaleb as being his heir and taking over the company when he retired didn’t hurt, either.

“Sorry, Helen,” I told the receptionist. “I didn’t mean to burst through like that, but it was a family thing, you know?”

Helen smiled at me, her long black hair framing her thin face.

“No problem, Liv. Kaleb doesn’t really have that many meetings anyway, no matter how busy he pretends he is,” she added with a wink. I laughed and turned back to my work.

Two minutes later Helen came over to my desk.

“Your stepbrother wants you to come back into his office.”

“Oh, ok,” I replied. “Thanks.” I didn’t trust myself to say any more than that, and I really hoped she didn’t notice the blush creeping up my face just at the thought of it.

I wonder what he wants
I thought to myself, before mentally admonishing myself for being so naïve.
Yeah, gee, I wonder what the guy who you just dropped your panties in front of wants from you, what a difficult thing to figure out.

Smiling at Helen I opened the door to Kaleb’s office. He was still sitting at his desk, with that cocky grin on his face.

“So, you left before I had a chance to confirm that you’re a yes on this plan,” he told me, a glimmer in his eye.

“You’re a big boy. I was pretty sure you could figure it out.”

“That I did. And I promise you, Kitten, you’re going to enjoy this.”

I felt that now-familiar tug in my nether regions as Kaleb said that last sentence, low enough that it was just for me to hear, even though we were the only ones in the room. I could feel myself getting wet, and knew that I had to cool it, since after all, I didn’t have my panties on anymore.

“Now, come over here.” The way he said it, so confidently, like it was an order, and yet a little bit flirty, was driving me insane. I couldn’t help but obey him. Moving over to the other side of his desk, I stopped only inches away from Kaleb.

I could hear my breath catching in my throat. I couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen next. I had to admit it, I was excited. Nervous, but excited.

His hands moved up to my hips, but stopped less than half an inch from my body. I was practically trembling, desperate for his hands to be on me, desperate to feel the same thing I felt the other day, the same things he made me feel.

“Now, Kitten, I want you to take your blouse off.”

Instinctively, I looked over at the office door. It was closed, but the tiniest sounds of the bustling office outside was coming in through the thick wood, making me all too aware of just how many people were only feet away from us.

“I… I can’t…” I replied, my voice barely more than a whisper. I wasn’t sure what reaction I expected from Kaleb, but a grin wasn’t on that list.

“Listen here, Kitten. I’m your boss. As your boss, I’m ordering you to take off the blouse.”

Oh God, he was so sexy when he took control like that. A part of me wanted to resist some more, wanted me to make him rip it off me, but a bigger part of me wanted to obey. After all, he was right. He was my boss for the whole summer!

My fingers fumbled with the buttons on the blouse. I was so nervous, my hands were trembling, and it took about twice as long as it should have before the front of my blouse fell open, revealing the lace bra I was wearing that matched the panties still on my stepbrother’s desk.

“Good,” Kaleb continued. “You’re learning. If you keep this up, I’ll make sure you get a good performance review,” he joked. “Now, your bra.”

Again, I looked to the door. What if Helen came in? What if
anyone
came in? They’d see me standing here in my stepbrother’s office like this?

“Are you worried about someone coming in?” Kaleb asked, and I nodded.

“Well, I’ll give you two options. Either you take off your bra right now, or I’ll open the door and make you do this with the whole office watching.”

I felt my gasp, a sharp inhale that sent cool air down my throat, which suddenly felt all locked up as I imagined it.

“You… can’t be serious,” I replied.

“I might be. I am serious about one thing though. Take off your bra.”

Reaching behind me I unclipped the clasp, holding the cups to my breasts for a minute before letting the soft material fall to the floor, exposing my breasts to Kaleb.

The cool air from the aircon system in the office immediately made my nipples harden as I stood in front of Kaleb.

A small smile crept onto his face. “Good. Now your skirt.”

It was funny; as much as taking off my skirt was going to be some kind of final movement, that would leave me naked except for the heels I had on, the more I did this, the more I obeyed him, the easier it got.

Still, I hesitated just an instant.

“Do you trust me?” Kaleb asked me quietly, and I nodded.

“Good. So take off your skirt.”

Undoing the zipper on the side I let my skirt fall to the floor, hearing it land with the softest of thumps on the ground, leaving me completely exposed in front of my stepbrother.

“Turn around, slowly. Let me see the view.”

I knew my face had gone crimson as I obeyed. I turned around slowly, always so aware of exactly how much of my body I was letting Kaleb see. This wasn’t some romp at night in my room with the light off. This was the middle of the day, in an office with the windows wide open, light streaming in. He could see all of me, Kaleb could see everything.

And I could see from the bulge in his pants that he liked what he saw.

I saw the grin creep across his face as he noticed where my eyes had wandered.

“Look what you’ve done Kitten. Now you’re going to have to make it all better. Sit down there, on the edge of the desk,” he motioned, and I did as he asked. “Spread your legs.” Again, I obeyed.

I wanted more, and it was obvious. Juices were leaking from me now, juices of desire, juices of need. I needed Kaleb inside of me.

I grabbed the edge of the desk next to my thighs as Kaleb moved his fingers to my sex. He was still sitting in his chair, his face was only inches away from my most sensitive areas. His hot breath on my pussy felt so good, I thought I was going to faint.

Instead of his fingers though, he moved his head down in between my legs.

“Oh my God, what are you doing?” I hissed. Kaleb looked up at me.

“Haven’t you ever been eaten out before?”

All the blood drained from my face as I realized both what Kaleb was doing, and how embarrassing it was to not have realized what it was. I half expected him to laugh at me, to call me some sort of naïve name, since come on, I was eighteen now, I should know these things, but instead I just got that same cocky grin as always.

“Oh man are you in for a treat then. I better step it up if this is your first time.”

I was going to try and make some kind of smart-ass reply to make up for the totally embarrassing fact that I didn’t know what he was doing, but before I got the chance to Kaleb moved in between my legs and his tongue found my clit.

My mouth opened to retort Kaleb’s comment, but only a moan came out as his tongue flicked my sensitive nub, instantly sending a message through every nerve in my body that good things were happening.

“Holy shit,” I whispered breathlessly as pleasure ran through me. I instantly forgot about the fact that I was almost completely naked in his office, that someone could come in at any time. All I cared about at that moment was making sure I got more of this, got more of what was driving me absolutely nuts.

It was all so fast, I almost felt like I could cum straight away. God, I didn’t know it was possible for one man’s tongue to give me so much pleasure.

I spread my legs apart further to give Kaleb better access to my sex; I didn’t even mean to do it, it was just a reflex action from my body, but as soon as I did Kaleb noticed.

“See? I told you you’d like that,” he whispered to me, standing up and kissing me on the mouth. The slightly tangy taste of my own juices mingled with my saliva as I tasted myself, and as good as it felt, as much as I liked Kaleb’s kiss, I wanted him to do more of
that
with his tongue down there.

After a minute, I got my wish. He moved back down in between my legs, and I leaned back, letting my hair brush against my back as Kaleb’s tongue slipped in between the folds of my sex. This time he was slower, more methodical. His tongue grazed the entrance to my pussy before slipping inside of it,  and I began to tremble.