Author: Rie McGaha
Author Site: www.riemcgaha.com
Publisher: Noble Romance Publishing
Publisher Site: www.nobleromance.com
Cover Art: Fiona Jayde
Artist Site: www.fionajayde.com
Genre: contemporary, m/f, m/f/f, bdsm, bondage
Release Date: 09/29/2009
Ian James was raised in the lap of luxury, but he was also raised knowing that nothing worth having comes without working for it. Expected to follow in his father’s footsteps and take over the law firm one day, Ian works as an errand boy during the summer months between high school and college. One of those errands sends him to a very young, very wealthy, and very sexy widow who has plans of her own for Ian. When Ian discovers that older, wealthy women will pay him for sex, becoming a lawyer is no longer in his future.
Gillian Carmichael needs a vacation, so when her best friend, Sylvia suggests she accompany her back home to Chicago, Gillian accepts. But when Gillian meets Sylvia’s brother, Ian, the attraction is instant. There’s just one little thing standing in the way . . . .
Ian stood with his hands behind his back looking out the window at the roses and various other well-tended flowers. He looked around the room. The furnishings were expensive and tasteful, obviously placed by an interior decorator. Ian was used to expensive taste, and decorators coming and going, but what startled him was the lady of the house.
“Are you from the law firm?” she asked.
Ian spun around and his mouth dropped open. Mrs. Winthrop didn’t look much older than him and a see-through pink baby doll nightie hugged her curvaceous form. Her breasts were firm, the nipples puckered against the material tied in a bow by a simple string. Her belly was bare and she wore a matching pair of thong underwear that covered nothing at all. He could see right through the little swatch of lace to pubic hair that had been perfectly waxed into the shape of a small heart. Her long legs extended forever, right down to her bare feet with painted toenails that matched her fingernails—hot pink.
“You brought me something to sign?” she asked, smiling. Then she stuck a finger in her mouth, pulled on the gum she’d been chewing, and twirled it around her finger. Sucking the gum from her finger back into her mouth, she asked, “Can’t you talk?”
Ian felt his cheeks and ears grow hot and stammered out an answer. “I, um, that is, my father, um.” He took a deep breath and swallowed as he looked back toward the window. “That is, my father sent these over for you. There’s a paper you need to sign on top.”
“Okay,” she said, taking the packet from him. “You want something to drink? You look kinda flushed there, cutie pie. Come with me, I’ve got a Coke or a root beer or something in the kitchen.”
Ian followed her like a puppy following a little kid.
“Here you go,” she said and handed him a can of Coke. “Have a seat right there and I’ll sign this paper for you.”
Ian nodded and sat down while Judy slid the papers from the packet. She flipped through them, but he could tell she wasn’t reading them.
“Well, I guess your father knows what he’s doing. No reason to take up my time with this.” She pulled the top page apart from the others and signed it without reading it either. “There you go, cutie pie,” she said, handing the page to him.
“Thank you,” Ian muttered, stood, and walked toward the kitchen door.
“Before you go, how would you like to earn a little money?”
Ian stopped and turned toward her. “What do you mean?”
“I mean,” she said on a laugh, “how would you like to make a little money, say five hundred dollars?”
“What do I have to do for it?”
“Suspicious, aren’t we?”
“Not even my dad pays me that much and he makes me work my butt off for what he does pay me.”
Judy walked toward him. “Come with me,” she said, taking his hand. She led him through the sitting room and back to the foyer to the winding staircase. “Let’s go upstairs where we’ll be more comfortable.”
Ian swallowed hard. “Upstairs?”
“Don’t be afraid, cutie pie, I won’t bite,” she said with a laugh. “That is, unless you want me to.”
“Uh, I, uh . . . .” Ian stammered.
“Come on, cutie pie, I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“No, it’s just that, well . . . .”
“Hush now,” she whispered. “This is gonna be fun. I promise.”
She stopped in front of a set of double doors, pushed them open, and led him inside. Ian looked around at all the marble—floors, walls, and Jacuzzi—a Jacuzzi that could hold at least twelve people.
“Go ahead,” Judy said. “Get in. I’ll be right back.”
“But I don’t have any trunks.”
She threw back her head and laughed. “You don’t need any, cutie pie.”
She pushed a button on the wall and the water in the Jacuzzi came to life. She slipped into the hallway, closing the door behind her.
Ian looked around, unsure of whether to strip and get into the water or run like he was being chased by demons from hell. Being a young, red-blooded male, he finally stripped and jumped into the water. After a few moments, he relaxed. The water felt nice, the jets even nicer, and he shut his eyes, allowing his body to go limp and float in the tub. He didn’t hear the door open, nor did he hear Judy as she slipped in beside him. What he heard was his own yelp of surprise when Judy’s hand wrapped around his cock.
“Just relax,” she said softly, and continued to stroke him.
“I, uh, it’s . . . I should be going,” Ian stuttered.
“Oh, I don’t think so,” Judy replied. She ducked her head beneath the roiling water and took the head of Ian’s dick into her mouth. When she surfaced with a smile, Ian’s mouth dropped open.
“I know this is your first time,” she said. “Relax and enjoy it.”
Ian followed her to the Jacuzzi’s steps and sat on one at the top, the one Judy patted with her hand. Kneeling two steps below him, she placed a hand on each of his knees and pushed his legs apart. Settling between them, Judy flicked her tongue over the head of his cock, slid it down the full length and sucked a ball into her mouth before moving on to the other. She licked back up the length of his cock and sucked the head into her mouth while twirling her tongue around the tip. Then she swallowed him whole.
Ian gasped. He’d never been in this position before, even though he’d lied about it to his friends. Fleetingly, he wondered if they’d all lied as well, but soon he thought of nothing at all but the feel of her mouth on his cock. For the life of him, he couldn’t focus, he could only follow the sensations from Judy’s mouth and moan in pure pleasure. In less than two minutes, he shot his wad into her mouth.
He looked away, embarrassed by his lack of control. “I’m—”
“Don’t worry about it.” She smiled up at him and licked her lips. “That’s the desired result.”
She stood and climbed the stairs past him, and he got his first look at his first real naked woman. All the others he’d seen in magazines.
“Come with me,” she said, and he jumped to his feet and followed her.
Judy led him into her bedroom, a large room with a giant canopied bed in the middle of the floor. The French doors at the end of the room opened to a large veranda overlooking a swimming pool below.
Ian stilled, looked around and took it all in, then swallowed hard when he noticed they weren’t alone. Another naked, stunning woman lay on her stomach across the bed. She rose up on her elbows, looked at Ian, and smiled with a wink.
“Hi there,” she said.
“This is Ian, but you can call him cutie pie,” Judy said with a laugh and climbed onto the bed.
“I’m Tracie,” the woman said, and Ian’s mouth fell open.
The women broke into giggles.
“Yep, my stepdaughter,” Judy said through hysterical laughter.
“Come on, cutie pie, join us.” Tracie stretched an arm out.
Speechless, Ian suddenly realized he was still completely naked. Taking a deep breath, he blew it out and in three strides flopped onto the bed between them.
“He’s a virgin,” Judy said matter-of-factly.
“Really? You’re a virgin? Well, I guess this will blow your fantasies right out of the water!”
The women caressed his body, their hands sliding over his chest and stomach and down between his legs. One wrapped a hand around his cock that had come to attention without much convincing while the other massaged his balls. Judy’s mouth came down on his, and Tracie joined the kiss, their tongues waging a little skirmish. Awestruck, Ian surrendered, and completely lost himself in what was happening to him, followed along wherever the women led. In ten days he’d celebrate his eighteenth birthday, and he couldn’t have asked for a nicer pre-birthday present.
Tracie ran her tongue down Ian’s chest and nibbled on his puckered nipple before making a trail down his stomach. Moving to his cock, she sucked him into her mouth and he gasped. Judy straddled his chest, inching forward until her cunt touched his lips, and then told him what to do.
Using his hands to spread her velvety lips, his tongue flicked out and touched her clit. Glancing up, a shiver shot through him as he watched the woman play with her own tits. The sight thrilled him as much as Tracie sucking on his dick did. After laving Judy’s pussy with his tongue, he sucked her clit and she ground her hips against him and moaned. When he looked up again, Tracie knelt behind Judy and massaged the woman’s tits while kissing and licking her neck and shoulder.
Ian flicked his tongue over Judy’s clit. Her body tensed and another moan fell from her lips.
“That’s it baby, come in his mouth,” Tracie whispered. She tugged Judy away from Ian and gently pushed her onto her back. “Let’s see who you like better.” She pulled Judy’s legs apart and positioned herself between her thighs. Turning to Ian she said, “Get on your knees and fuck me from behind.”
Ian scrambled to his knees between Tracie’s legs while the woman dived face-first into Judy’s wet cunt. Although still nervous after what had just happened, he brushed his hands over Tracie’s ass. He’d never touched a woman before and he certainly had never fucked one. Entertaining fantasies while jacking off in his room didn’t count.
“Slam your dick into me, damn it,” Tracie said.
Ian slid his hands over her ass cheeks until he reached her pussy. He rubbed his thumbs back and forth over the slick folds of skin until he found the spot to place his dick. Holding his cock in one hand, he rubbed the head up and down over her cunt until the head slipped inside. Ian’s breath caught and his heart beat wildly as he slid the rest of his shaft into her. Her hot, wet pussy wrapped around his dick and she sucked him deep inside of her. He held her by the hips and slid in and out of her, his rhythm increasing with every stroke. He pounded her hard and heard his heavy sack slap against her bare skin.
In the back of is mind, he heard Judy emit a loud cry, and Tracie moaned, but he barely registered the sounds. With his eyes closed and his body tense, the only thing he felt was his dick sliding in and out of her warm, wet pussy. He came with such force he arched backward, then forward and fell into Tracie, who collapsed on top of Judy. The trio panted, slick with one another’s sweat.
For the rest of the summer, Ian arrived at the mansion every Saturday and spent the night, and most of Sunday. The trio rolled around in bed, on the floor, in the pool, and anywhere else the mood struck. The women instructed Ian, and he eagerly followed their lead. Judy paid him five hundred dollars a week, and by the end of summer, several of the women’s friends had learned of the little tryst. Ian had a fulltime job keeping them all serviced.
By the time he started college, he was earning two grand a week. With no other choice but to go to law school, Ian knew his father would settle for nothing less than to have his son follow in his footsteps. Between semesters Ian continued seeing Judy and Tracie, along with a number of other women. By the time he’d earned his law degree, he knew he could make more money as an escort than he could as a lawyer. He also knew his looks wouldn’t last forever; so having something to fall back on wasn’t bad either.