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circled
her clit rapidly making McKayla groan loudly. Gwen’s other hand reached up to
massage one of McKayla’s breasts.
    “Damn.” Cole muttered quietly.
Gwen’s head quickly turned to see him undoing his jeans and pulling his hard
cock out. He started pumping up and down his shaft as he watched Gwen and
McKayla. 
    Gwen pushed McKayla down so she was
on top. She helped McKayla finally get off her shorts. Grabbing McKayla’s ass
with both hands, she lowered her face between her soft creamy thighs. She ran
her tongue through all the juices she found waiting for her. She felt Cole move
behind her and turned her head to watch him.
    “I like this angle better.” Cole
said standing behind her while still stroking himself rather roughly.
    Gwen went back to work flicking her
tongue across McKayla’s clit while sinking two fingers deep in her. She curled
her fingers, rubbing the inside of McKayla. When McKayla’s back arched and her
hands dug into the sheets, Gwen knew she’d found her G Spot. She curled her
fingers and sucked hard on her clit at the same time.
    Gwen jumped a bit when she felt a
hand on her ass but realizing it was Cole, she continued. Cole’s fingers
slipped through her crease before sinking deep in her.  He was still using one
hand to rub himself, his cock pressed to her ass. She pushed back on her knees
telling Cole she wanted more.
    “Oh fuck.” Gwen groaned when Cole
added another finger. She curled her fingers, slipping them through McKayla
faster as she furiously flicked her tongue against her clit. Cole was quickly
pushing her towards an orgasm and she wanted McKayla right there with her.
    It only took a few more strokes of
Cole’s fingers in Gwen before she was on the ledge. She nipped down and curled
her fingers hard into McKayla’s G Spot. McKayla cried out as her own orgasm
thrummed through her. Gwen followed her over the ledge. Clenching down on
Cole’s fingers while moaning into McKayla’s pussy. Gwen felt hot spurts on her
back signaling Cole too had found his release.
     

Chapter 4
     
     
     
     
    Gwen’s first day at her new job had
finally arrived. Her palms were sweating, her hands shaking, but somehow she’d
managed to shower then do her makeup and hair without poking out her eye or
giving herself a bald spot. She stood in the vast expanse of Cole’s closet.
Sure, she’d been in here in the last couple days that she’d been living here. Standing
there getting ready for work made it really sink in, even if only temporarily,
she was living with a man.
    As she walked deeper into the
closet with only a towel knotted around her body, she ran her hands over the
line of suits hanging on the one side. Cole sure had a lot of suits.
    She thought about that and started
to look a little closer at his clothes. An entire row was his suits, matching
jackets with pants, some even had a vest. Next were all his dress shirts. He
had a ton of white and black shirts with a few colored ones hanging up. Then there
was a shelved unit that held so many shoes most women would be jealous followed
by row after row of different ties. Gwen continued around to the other side of
the closet. There in the very far, back corner, she found a very small
selection of jeans, t-shirts and light sweaters. Not that any of his other
clothes looked worn, but these looked brand new. She wouldn’t have been
surprised to find store tags hanging off them. There might have even been a
fine sheen of dust on them if she looked close enough.
    She made a mental note to ask him
why he rarely wore these clothes. She’d seen him many hours out of his work
environment, but he was always in business attire. Shaking her head, now was
not the time to get lost in Cole’s world, Gwen returned to getting dressed.
They still had to figure out how they were going to get to work this morning.
It was her first day and they had yet to discuss the driving or commuting
situation. If Gwen was going to need to catch the subway, she needed