A week had passed since Abbey walked out of the hotel room and left Tyrell and Trent, and she found herself struggling to get on with her life. Despite knowing so very little about them, she missed them terribly. Almost every minute of every day she wondered what they were up to or if they’d even thought of her. With each passing day, her distraction worsened.
“Yes, Mrs. Robertson, of course.” Abbey held her phone to her ear with her shoulder as she punched away at the keys on her keyboard.
Pausing for a brief moment from her data entry, she swiveled in her chair and rolled across her office toward a filing cabinet along the far wall. “Well, it’s always a pleasure speaking with you too, Mrs. Robertson.” Rifling through the numerous files, she plucked the one for which she was searching and rolled herself back over to her desk.
“Rest assured I’ll have all the paperwork completed before I leave for home this evening,” Abbey said as she resumed her vigorous attack on her keyboard. “Excellent. I’ll see you and Mr. Robertson at nine sharp tomorrow morning. Thank you, Mrs. Robertson. You have a nice day too. Bye for now.”
Abbey blew out a breath after replacing the receiver in its cradle. Mrs. Robertson had a heart of gold and was a lovely person. She and her husband were the institution’s wealthiest and most influential clients. Although she enjoyed the older woman’s visits to the office, Abbey sometimes wondered if Mrs. Robertson maybe had a little too much time on her hands due to the fact she made weekly visits to the office. However, the bank’s staff was appreciative of the basket of home-baked goodies Mrs. Robertson always left in the lunchroom after her meetings.
Chancing a glance at the clock in the bottom right corner of her computer screen, Abbey cursed under her breath. The minutes seemed to be ticking away at a snail’s pace. All her scheduled appointments for the day were concluded, and she wasn’t expecting to see another client until she met with the Robertsons the next morning. With the press of a button, she set her voice mail to answer any further phone calls and set in to catch up on the mountain of paperwork piled on her desk.
Over the past week, her mind had been everywhere else but her job. Abbey usually prided herself in her exceptional organizational skills, but recently she was disgusted with herself for allowing her paperwork and files to get out of control.
But it wasn’t just her work life that was suffering. That very morning, she had been taken completely by surprise when she looked at the calendar hanging on her fridge and realized she had forgotten her rent was due. Up until that day, Abbey had always made sure her rent was paid well in advance. On her way out the door, she slipped an envelope containing checks under her landlord’s door, paying up her rent for the next six months. How could she have been so absentminded?
But Abbey knew the reason -- Trent and Tyrell. They were also the reason she’d slept in that morning. Again.
She had lain awake in her bed for hours the night before while her mind tormented her with visions of the gorgeous brothers. As her mind’s eye conjured them up, her flesh actually felt the caresses of their fingertips stroking over every inch of her body.
Once her nipples puckered, they had refused to recede. The longer they remained erect little buttons, the more they ached. Her breasts swelled as she remembered the sensations of Trent’s and Tyrell’s lips and tongues nipping and laving the tight tips.
As stimulating and pleasurable as each man’s caress had been, Tyrell’s touch was distinctly different from Trent’s. Though both were confident in their caressing, Trent used a lighter touch to give pleasure while Tyrell played a little rougher. They were perfect complements to one another. Individually each man was spectacular; together, they were like dynamite. Each and every climax Trent and Tyrell had pulled from her was like fireworks lighting the night sky on the Fourth of July.
But her naughty thoughts had refused to stop there. As she begged her body to fall asleep, Abbey’s pussy determined it would not be outdone by her excited nipples. Moisture dampened the panties she’d worn to bed. Her intimate muscles began to contract, as if preparing for the delicious intrusion of one of their thick, heavy cocks.
Unable to tolerate the torment any longer, Abbey had pulled out her King Dong dildo to bring herself relief. As she held the rubber phallus in her hand, she frowned. It was a piss-poor substitute.
After using the imitation dick in an attempt to alleviate her frustration, Abbey felt less than satisfied. What she’d really wanted, or rather needed, was to be sandwiched between the two buff brothers while they sought sexual gratification within her willing body.
Abbey was beside herself with regret at walking away from Trent and Tyrell.
As she sat behind her desk, her thoughts focused on the memories of Trent and Tyrell instead of her mountains of paperwork. She rested her chin on the palm of her hand and stared blankly out the window of her ground-floor office, watching pedestrians going about their business.
When Abbey had closed the door to the suite a week ago, leaving Trent and Tyrell, her body had begun to ache almost instantly. No matter what she tried, she was unable to assuage the need burning deep within her. She had known it would happen. She knew, even then, that they had unleashed something inside her, something only they would be able to control.
With regularity, Abbey found herself wondering what a future with Trent and Tyrell would have been like. Despite the fact she didn’t believe a three-person relationship could ever work, she’d wondered if it was at all possible that the three of them could have made history, so to speak, and actually built a life together.
Abbey’s overactive imagination pictured them living in a little bungalow in the suburbs, perhaps with a dog and a cat. A huge lover of animals, Abbey definitely wanted to share her home with a couple of pets. Maybe after a couple of years together, the three would be blessed with a baby.
A knock on Abbey’s office door interrupted her thoughts. Turning her head toward the sound, she saw her friend Kelley standing in the doorway with narrowed eyes.
“Where were you?” Kelley asked.
“Huh?” Abbey gave her head a slight shake to clear the luscious images of Trent and Tyrell from her mind.
“Well, your body was here -- I could see you -- but it was pretty obvious your mind was somewhere else. Were you having an out-of-body experience?”
Abbey shook her head. “Sorry. I was just thinking.”
“Yeah? Well, he must have been something to put that dreamy look on your face,” Kelley teased with a grin.
A shiver rippled through Abbey as the final specks of her daydream dissipated. “Uh,” Abbey stammered.
“You can fill me in on him another time.” Kelley snickered. “Listen, a few of us are going out for a drink after work tonight. Wanna come?”
Each day without Trent and Tyrell was driving Abbey more and more crazy. Her memories of them had stirred up so many questions.
A light bulb flickered to life in her mind. She needed closure, needed to put things to rest. “Thanks, Kelley,” Abbey said. “But there’s actually something I need to take care of tonight.”
“Okay.” Kelley shrugged. “Maybe next time,” she finished as she pushed off the door frame and walked away.
Abbey’s curiosity niggled at her. Scratch that -- it was more like hollering.
“And what about after tonight, temptress?” Trent had asked. Although the touch of his hands had been meant to stir her arousal, the tone of his voice had been sincere. Genuine interest and concern laced his question. What if he had been hinting at wanting something more?
Abbey just didn’t see how. How could he possibly want more? They’d met in a singles bar and spent the night making lo -- screwing each other senseless.
“This is what it is, guys,” she’d said, trying to bury the emotions -- and her hope -- deep. Unfortunately she had still fallen, and at the time, she hadn’t known how to face it head-on.
But it doesn’t have to be just this.
It was time. Abbey needed answers, and she wasn’t coming up with them on her own. It was time to pose her questions to the two handsome brothers who had invoked them.
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