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“Oh my God! What did Dirk say? How did Nikolai take the interruption?”
I take a drink from my wine glass before answering. “Well, Dirk acted all brooding, and Nikolai was furious about the interruption. Dirk said he needs to see me in his office first thing Monday morning. Oh, and Dirk kissed me too. I hope he doesn’t fire me.”
“What? Damn, you have all the luck but trust me, honey, that man isn’t going to fire you. It sounds like Dirk is jealous and that’s why he kissed you to stake a claim of his own. Whew!” Anita fans her face. “It’s getting hot in here talking about your gorgeous hunks.”
I feel a nervous flutter like feeling in my stomach as I contemplate my friend’s words. I nibble on my bottom lip to try and calm my nerves. “I guess I will know my fate on Monday morning with Dirk. That man is so hard to read at times.”
“Yes, you will! In the meantime we will enjoy the rest of this weekend— so no more worrying. Everything will sort itself out, I guarantee it.”
I chuckle and reply, “If only I had a tenth of your optimism.”
“Let’s finish off these two bottles of wine. I promise you’ll have it by then,” Anita gives me a saucy wink and refills our glasses with the fruity wine. I laugh and nudge her shoulder with mine.
“Okay, bring it on!”
“What did I tell you?” Anita’s voice is unusually loud in my ears. We had just finished up the last of the wine after some lighter conversation. “No worries right?”
“You're right. I'll be feeling absolutely no pain or stress,” I nod in agreement.
“Of course you’re not. Now let's watch a good movie on Netflix!” Anita suggests, jumping up from the couch to grab the remote. Watching movies is something we both like to do whenever we get together for a friend’s night together.
Since I have a nice buzz going, I sit back to enjoy the rest of my weekend. Thoughts of seeing my handsome bosses can wait. I have until Monday to allow worry to invade my thoughts again.
The next day being Sunday, Anita and I both slept in late before getting up and going out for a late brunch at the Sweet Skillet, one of our favorite places to eat. We each devoured Belgian waffles topped with Nutella, softly scrambled eggs and Canadian bacon. After brunch we hit the Fremont Sunday Street Market, to walk off the calories from our large brunch. We spend most of the afternoon shopping until early evening, and we gave each other a hug and said our goodbyes before heading home. I am tired by the time I enter my apartment so after kicking off my flats in the bedroom, I place my shopping bags in my closet promising myself to hang up the two blouses and skirts I bought later.
I really need a hot shower and then definitely bed. I peel off my clothes piece by piece on my way to the bathroom, leaving a trail on the floor I will pick them up later, I think to myself as I turn on the shower making sure it’s the right temperature. Sighing in satisfaction, I quickly wash before drying off, applying lotion to my damp skin and slipping into a nightshirt and a pair of white cotton panties. There is nothing like sleeping in a comfortable pair of underwear. I brush my teeth, floss and rinse my mouth with a minty mouthwash before heading to bed.
Although I’m exhausted, I find it hard to sleep. I peer at my alarm clock and notice it’s a little past 10.p.m. My cell phone chimes with an incoming message. I gaze at the dim screen and swipe to read the text of an unknown number.
This is Dirk, and this is my personal cell number. Save it and be on time tomorrow.
That was a short, bossy and direct message, I think to myself saving the number like I was told. I power off my phone not even responding to Dirk's text. Maybe next time he will show better manners like ‘hello Kassidy this is Dirk’. Please don’t forget to be on time tomorrow; but no! His message has to border on being rude. Forget Dirk Hawkings! I need to get some sleep. I close my eyes and slowly count backward from one hundred...
“Wake up sweetheart,” a gruff voice whispered in my ear. I feel a soft nip at my earlobe before a warm tongue swirls around the rim of my ear.
“Mmm”, I let loose a lustful sigh.
“You have on too many clothes,” the deep husky voice continues. I attempt to raise my eyes but they are heavy, and I feel drunk on desire. My eyes remain closed for the moment.
Suddenly I feel hot and flushed all over. I can feel my nightshirt and panties dissipating from my body, piece by piece. I find myself enveloped in a pair of strong muscular arms. At the same time, I feel my legs being pried apart by another set of hands just as a different voice says, “I want to taste you.” A hot tongue instantly starts lapping at the seam of my slick entrance.
“Ahh,” I cry out in pleasure when I feel my breasts being squeezed and my nipples being sucked on at the same time a tongue plunges into my pussy. Waves of desire wash over my entire frame causing me to squirm in intense pleasure.
“Your pussy is so sweet. I can feast on your nectar forever,” a voice murmurs against my wet sex. His tongue swipes back and forth before he sucks my clit into his mouth. I can feel the beginning of an orgasm building.
Impulsively, my hands grab the head between my legs, my finger clutch silken strands of hair as I grind against his face. Squeezes and licks intensified at my breasts. I moan at the double sensations at my pussy and breasts. My nipples are sensitive and feel hard as twin pebbles.
“I’m cumming,” I cry out and my eyes fly open.
“Fuck, yeah, cum for us beloved,” a deep, familiar voice caresses my ear. I look over, and my eyes collide with the silvery gaze of Nikolai.
“Do you like that sweetheart?” The other familiar voice grates out between my thighs. I force my gaze away from Nikolai to peer down between my legs. Dirk raises his head and his piercing blue gaze locks on mine. His lips are wet with my essence.
Dirk's large hand reaches for mine and slowly guides my fingers in between my slippery plump foals. He rubs my clit between his fingers, and I cry out in pleasure. Dirk slides his hand over mine and forces me to finger myself.
I moan in response to the pleasurable sensation between my thighs—a mix of sensuously exquisite desire zaps through me.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, turning my head towards Nikolai, nuzzling my face against his chest. I love the way my two lovers sandwich me in.
