So when I see our babysitter, Alyssa enthusiastically reading to our five-year-old boy, Dylan, I find myself confused and elated at the same time. If Alyssa is here, then Miranda is obviously out with her friends, flirting with men like they're all single and don’t have a family back at home. Despite my sadness and frustration, I walk into the kitchen and smile at Alyssa before she looks over at me with an enthusiastic wave.
“Hi Mr. Evans,” she says as she sets the book down. “Look, Dylan! Your dad’s home.”
I smirk as Dylan quickly glances over at me and gives me a weak wave. It’s obvious that he’s fallen for Alyssa. We’ve only had her babysitting for about a month but she gets along with Dylan so well.
“Aw, Dylan.” Alyssa pouts. “Why don’t you give him a hug? He worked hard all day. He must have missed you.”
Dylan shrugs and leans in closer to Alyssa, who looks up at me with an apologetic expression. I can’t help but laugh.
“Dylan,” I say, setting my briefcase down, “why don’t you go to your room for a bit? I have to talk to Alyssa.”
“Okay,” Dylan says before he hops off the couch and saunters off to his bedroom down the hall.
I sigh and slowly walk toward the living room where Alyssa is sitting on the couch. I notice she almost always avoids my gaze unless I’m speaking to her. I know she is shy, but I get the sense I make her feel uncomfortable. She looks cute today with a pair of black Capri's and a black shirt that reads ‘proud bookworm’ on the front. Her thick black-framed glasses complete her cute, geeky look.
“So, I assume Miranda went out?” I ask as she looks up at me.
She nods. “She called me about an hour ago saying that she had to go out. Luckily, I didn’t have work so I was able to come.”
I fight the urge to roll my eyes. “I’m so sorry, Alyssa. I had no idea about this. If you want, you can go. I’ll still pay you.”
She shakes her head. “Oh, don’t worry about that. I was barely here for an hour. It’s no big deal.” She hesitates before she asks, “Is everything okay?”
My gaze falters to the floor. “Yes. Everything is okay.”
****
Four hours later, Miranda arrives home and barely glances at me. But it doesn’t matter. I’m ready to hang out with my friends for once. I’m not a perfect person, but for the past five years I’ve put my family first in front of everything else. That includes my friends, who always invite me out to the bar. I’m backing out of the driveway when my cell phone rings.
“Hey, I’m driving,” I say as reverse out of the driveway. “What’s up?”
I hear Gregory’s distinct laugh in the background as Adam says, “Change of plans. Come meet us at the Hilton.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Um, okay. Why?”
“Just come here. We’re in room 303.”
Shaking my head, I fight the urge to argue. “All right. I’ll be there shortly.”
I have no idea what my friends could be up to. Knowing them, they have something bizarre planned for me. I don’t want to speculate or really think about it, actually. The sad truth is I have other things preoccupying me right now. Like the fact Miranda wants a divorce. She claims there’s no one, but I know that's bullshit. I always see her on the phone, texting someone with a huge smile on her face.
I wonder when she stopped loving me. Does it even matter anymore? Probably not. But, after I grew up without a father, I know how difficult it can be for a kid to see their parents separate. That’s the last thing I want Dylan to go through.
I get to the hotel rather quickly since it’s near my house. I consider backing out, but then I remember everything going on at home and that propels me into the hotel. I’m the only one in the elevator riding up to the third floor, where I quickly find room 303. After knocking on the door, it opens slightly and I see Adam’s clean-shaven face.
“You made it,” he cheerily says. “We thought you were going to back out.”
I can’t help but smile at his infectious good mood. “You'd better have something good waiting for me.”
“Oh, don’t worry. We do.”
He opens the door all the way to let me in. So far, I see nothing out of the ordinary. Greg is stretched out on the bed, completely enraptured by his phone, and I spot an unopened bottle of Jack Daniel’s resting on the nightstand next to a bottle of Coke. Greg finally sees me and gets up from the bed with a smile.
“Hey,” he says enthusiastically. “Are you ready for your surprise?”
I slowly look over at Adam. “Surprise? What surprise?”
Adam grins and whips out his phone. “Well, you see, I heard that you were having a hard time lately at home, so I figured why not surprise my good friend Erick? Do you remember how we talked about the three of us hooking up with a girl?”
I stare at him. “Yeah, that was like ten years ago. When I wasn’t married.”
The grin remains on his face. I don’t like where this is headed, but I patiently wait for him to continue. “Why don’t I pour you a drink?" says Greg. "You should get comfortable.”
I sit on the bed as I watch Greg pour a substantial amount of whiskey into three red plastic cups along with soda. He hands me a cup and I tentatively take a sip, almost wincing at how strong he made it.
“Okay,” Adam says once he has taken a thorough sip of his mixed drink. “So, like I was saying…we always wanted that fantasy, right? Well, tonight we’re making it happen.”
I stare at my friend blankly. “You’re kidding.”
“I’m not.” He grins as he passes me his phone. “I posted an ad online and I got a few replies. She sounded the most promising. Tell me what you think.”
It’s a good thing that I’m not drinking from my cup because I would have spurted it all out. Because I’m looking at Alyssa’s picture except it’s a different Alyssa. Gone are the glasses and the shy smile. Her wavy hair is all sleek and straight and she’s wearing black eye shadow along with black eyeliner, which makes her deep blue-green eyes stand out. There is a coat of lip-gloss on her pouty lips and she’s sporting a sexy smile. There is an undeniable, playful, vivacious energy dancing in her eyes. In a bright red dress, she looks a different person.
“You like her, don’t you?” Adam excitedly says. “I knew you’d like her. You have a thing for brunettes. So do I.”
“And me,” Greg adds. “Shouldn’t she be getting here soon?”
“Any minute now.” Adam grins at me. “She said we could do whatever we want to her. I can’t wait to fuck her pretty face.”
I hand Adam his phone in a state of mild shock. I can’t really say anything. Numbness has settled in my body. I can’t do this to Alyssa. What if she thinks I planned all of this? What if she tells Miranda? Dread congeals in my stomach until I feel dizzy, like I’m about to sway. But there isn’t time to back out because there’s a knock on the door.
“I need more whiskey,” I quickly say as I frantically stand up and grab the bottle on the nightstand. “You want some, Greg?”
“Sure. Besides, I do better when I’m drunk, anyway. I’ve been told.”
I pour myself straight whiskey and do the same with Greg’s cup. I don’t glance over at Alyssa until it’s impossible for me not to. God, she looks so beautiful. I find myself transfixed by her sheer beauty. I’ve always thought she was pretty, but she always hid behind loose clothing that was one size too big. Now she’s wearing a tight black dress, which hugs her sexy, curvy body, and a pair of black tights that accentuate her shapely legs. I gulp as I glance at her black high heels and bite down on my lower lip as she finally looks at me. Her gorgeous bright eyes widen in alarm as our gazes meet until I smile.
“Hi beautiful,” I say with all the confidence I can muster. “My name’s Erick.”
For a second it feels like she’s going to say she knows me, but then she breaks out in a sexy grin and I see the shyness literally dissipate on her face, replaced by excitement. “Hi Erick. I’m Alyssa.”
This is definitely weird, acting like we’ve never met before, but it’d be weirder to explain to my friends she’s my babysitter. I grab a red cup and fill it with whiskey and soda and hand it to her with a smile.
“Here you go,” I say. “Some whiskey and coke.”
“Thank you,” she says as she carefully sits down next to me and accepts the drink. “I love Jack Daniel’s.”
“Hi Alyssa, I’m Greg,” my friend says with a wink. “It’s nice to meet you, too. You seem shy.”
She stares at the carpeted floor as her cheeks flush. “I am. I’m more of a bookworm and a homebody. Believe it or not, I’ve never done something like this.”
“Mm. Hot,” Adam says as he sits down next to her. “I love shy girls. They’re the naughtiest.”
Her cheeks turn even more crimson. “I have to agree. No one suspects us. But sometimes we have the dirtiest minds.”
I’m definitely surprised. But just hearing her say that is turning me on. I drink more whiskey and feel my erection coming to life as my gaze flickers to her breasts. She has such a nice chest; I wonder why she always hides them if they are so sexy. I don’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, so I focus my attention on her face, which isn’t hard since she looks so flawless right now.
“So what are you into?” Greg asks, pouring himself more whiskey. “I hope you don’t mind me asking. You did say we could do whatever we want to you… but we want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
She smiles and I’m tempted to run my fingers down her cheek because her skin looks so soft. She says, “Well, I won’t lie. I like it… kind of rough.”
My right cheek twitches as Greg grins in approval. “I like the sound of that. So you’re into everything you said in the email?”
She nods. “Yeah, pretty much. I know it might be wrong, but I like it. It feels good.”
Now I’m curious as to what she wrote in the email. The whiskey is working its way through my system and I feel possessed as I run my left hand up her silky smooth leg that’s covered by the sheer tights. I feel her stiffen next to me and when I bring my mouth to her ear, I feel her tense in anticipation.
“Are you okay with this?” I ask her in a low whisper.
She doesn’t hesitate to nod. I almost don’t believe her until she puts a hand on my thigh and slowly moves it up my leg. My cock hardens even more as her palm grazes my erection, making me inhale deeply when she leans over to kiss the corner of my mouth.
“What did he tell you to do?” Adam asks as I close my eyes and linger in the soft, light kiss.
When I open my eyes, I see Alyssa smirking as she pulls away from me and gets on her hands and knees to crawl toward Greg. He looks at her with pure lust in his eyes as she parts his legs and starts rubbing him through his pants.
“He told me to suck you off,” she says in a seductive voice. “Is that okay?”
“Fuck yeah,” he says, watching her unbuckle him. “Suck me off as much as you want, baby. It’s yours.”
His words seem to entice her because she quickly unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, kissing the head before grabbing him by the base and sucking the tip. Greg tilts his head back and groans as she slowly works on his cock, making sure to moan around him. Even though my dick is throbbing painfully, I still manage to get up and sit next to Greg so I can watch Alyssa fuck him with her deft mouth.
I’d expect to feel jealous, but I don’t. It’s so hot to see her stroking and sucking him as he thrusts his cock further inside her mouth. Adam appears next to Greg and ,apparently, he’s too excited because he’s already touching himself as he watches Alyssa blowing Greg.
“Can you choke on it, baby?” Greg asks in a whisper.
Alyssa doesn’t speak but immediately releases her grip on his cock and slowly swallows his entire length, making him shudder and forcing a groan from him as we all watch her gag on his cock. When she pops him out of her mouth, there is a web of spit laced between his cock and her bottom lip. My dick twitches in my pants.
A sexy grin spreads on her face as she reaches out with her left hand to stroke Adam’s stiff cock while she continues to suck Greg and her right hand wanders to my crotch. Not wanting to waste time, I unbuckle my pants and roll down my boxers to give her access to my throbbing erection.
“I feel like such a bad girl,” she says after letting Greg plop out of her mouth. Her hand wraps around my cock. “But it feels so good.”
I groan as her hand slowly moves up and down my shaft. I watch her resume sucking Greg and she seems to genuinely enjoy it. She moans as he wraps her hair around his fingers and thrusts himself into her mouth, hard, making her gag on his cock.
“You like that, don’t you?” Greg says as he pulls on her hair. “You like being a dirty whore for us.”
“I do,” she says breathlessly as she works her hand faster on my cock, making me shiver. “I love it.”
As much as I love Alyssa’s hand on me, I want to feel her succulent mouth drenching me in wetness. By the way she is fucking Greg with her mouth, I know that she’s great at it. She seemed to read my mind because she stops sucking Greg and moves over to me. She looks up with a sultry gaze that makes my throat tighten and my cock throb in pure anticipation. She keeps her gaze on me as she slowly licks my rigid shaft until she wraps those soft lips around the head of my cock. I run my hand through her soft, silky hair and she bobs up and down on my dick, stroking me at the same time.
“I’m so turned on,” she says, taking a breather as her right hand wanders down her curvy body. “Can I touch myself?”
“Of course,” I quickly say.
Excitement runs through me as she moans and starts fingering herself. She must be really wet because I can hear her finger sliding in and out of her wet pussy, making me ache to touch her.
“Choke on his cock,” Greg growls as he furiously touches himself. “Just like you did with me.”
I watch her intently as she slowly swallows all of my rigid length. Even though she gags on it once, she keeps my cock deep in her throat for a few seconds before she starts throat fucking me, making me close my eyes and instinctively thrust my hips. She pops me out of her mouth and moans as she furiously flickers her finger against her wet cunt.
“Fuck, I’m so wet,” she says in a raspy moan. “You taste so good.”
I open my eyes and groan when I see her lips and chin covered in a mixture of her saliva and my arousal. She surprises me when she lowers her mouth to my balls and softly kisses one before sucking on it. I roughly pull on her hair with my left hand as I stroke myself, loving how wet and slippery she made my cock.
“Dirty girl,” I say as she starts to tremble. “Keep doing that. It feels so good.”
Alyssa seems to love my words of approval because she sucks on my balls with more fervor, making me shake, too. I don’t want to come yet, though, because I still want to be inside her and make her come on my cock. So I gently grab her chin and force her to look up at me.
“Lie down on the bed, baby,” I say and stop touching myself.
She gets up, takes off her clothes and I grind my teeth when her bare breasts come into full view. Her curvy body is driving me insane, making me want to devour her completely.
“How would you like three men ravaging you?” Adam asks as he stands and gets closer to her. “Sucking your tits and eating you out?”
“I’d come so fast,” she says, glancing at him. “I’d scream.”
Naked, she lies down on the bed and I immediately grab her legs and place them around my shoulders. She gasps as Adam sucks on her neck and Greg goes to the other side to suckle on her taut nipple. I plant a soft kiss on her wet, trimmed pussy and moan at how good she smells. She shivers as I slowly savor her taste, trailing my tongue up her wet slit and stopping at her clit, where I gently suck on the sensitive flesh until she groans loudly and grips the back of my head.
“You like that, don’t you?” Adam asks as he lightly slaps her other breast, making her moan even louder. “You like being our fuck toy.”
“Yes,” she says breathlessly, digging her fingernails into my hair. “I love being a dirty whore for all of you.”
I lick her voraciously as Adam and Greg suck on her tits, making her writhe and quickly lose control. I feel and taste her arousal dripping onto my chin and I suck on her clit again, making her scream. I plunge my tongue back into her slick entrance as she starts riding my face, clearly enjoying having my tongue in her pussy.
“It feels so fucking good,” she says, trembling. “Please don’t stop.”
I look up at her and feel my balls tighten at the sight of her beautiful face in absolute pleasure. She opens her eyes to look down at me and I add my middle finger inside her drenched cunt as I lick her clit with fast, urgent strokes. Her fingers tremble in my hair and her legs shake on my shoulders as a guttural moan escapes her.
“You’re going to come, aren’t you?” Greg whispers into her ear. “Come on his mouth. Scream as loud as you want.”
Her body convulses, her spine arches and she releases a sexy, raw moan. Warm juices flood my lips and tongue as I greedily lap away at her arousal, loving the way she loses complete control as her orgasm sends her body over the edge. The way she is grinding her cunt against my mouth makes my dick throb with anticipation of being inside her. I withdraw my finger from her slick, tight pussy and kiss her wet mound before I start taking off my clothes. She looks at me with such a hungry, eager expression that I’m tempted to thrust myself inside her and make her scream in absolute pleasure.
“Please, fuck me,” she hoarsely whispers. “All three of you.”
“Gladly,” Greg says as he removes his pants and boxers. “Did you bring lube?”
“Yeah, it’s in my purse.”
Adam throws me a condom and I rip the foil and slip it on. I tease her slick, sensitive clit with the head of my cock and she violently shudders as Greg also outs on a condom. She moans as I tease her wet opening by rubbing myself slowly against her heat. I love watching her writhe and moan.
“You want to get fucked by all of us?” I ask, easing my cock along her pussy lips. “Naughty girl.”
“Please,” Alyssa says, pure lust in her voice. “I need it.”
“Mm, that’s what I like to hear,” Adam says as he slowly strokes himself. “You want me to fuck your mouth while my friends fuck your tight pussy and ass?”
“Please!” she almost screams. “I want to be your fuck toy. Fuck me hard until I scream.”
Greg pulls aside her hair and gently bites down on her neck, making her gasp. “Get on your side, baby. You need to get ready for my cock.”
“Okay,” she says excitedly. She surprises me when she wraps her arms around my neck and places her mouth near my ear. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”
I smirk as I kiss her cheek and slowly guide my cock into her drenched pussy. I slip inside so easily and she gasps as I fill her tight cunt. I close my eyes and groan as I wrap my hands firmly around her waist and thrust deep inside until my cock completely disappears in her pussy.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” I whisper as I open my eyes and gaze at her beautiful face. “You’re so wet and yet tight.”
Greg stretches out behind her and nibbles on her earlobe before he says, “I’m going to lube you up, okay?”
She nods and I watch her expression as he fingers her ass. She moans and thrusts her hips against me, making me groan as I feel her pussy clench around my cock. Adam runs his free hand through her long hair before he roughly pulls on it, making her close her eyes and loudly moan.
“I can’t wait to fuck your tight little asshole,” Greg murmurs as he replaces his finger with his cock, teasing her opening with his hardness. “Are you ready for me, baby?”
“Yes,” she says breathlessly as she reopens her eyes and reaches her hand back to guide his cock inside her. “Just… can you please be gentle at first? Someone was rough with me once, and it hurt afterward.”
“Of course,” he says before he grips her hips and groans. “Fuck. You feel amazing.”
I slowly thrust into her as Greg gently pulls back and enters her again. Adam teases her by slapping his cock on her cheek and she moans as he rubs himself on her face.
“You want my cock?” Adam asks as she reaches for his dick.
“Yes,” she urgently whispers and wraps her lips around him. “Use me.”
I pull out and slam into her so hard, it takes her by complete surprise. She starts sucking Adam, moaning and thrusting herself between Greg and me and it’s clear that she’s enjoying every second because she doesn't stop trembling and moaning. Greg bites down on her shoulder and she hisses as her nails rake down my back, making me thrust inside with more force.