Chapter 4

Maybe," she said coyly, and left him there in the corner, moving to join the rest of the men in the group. She felt a hand stroke her waist just barely and looked, expecting to find Tyson, instead finding Will with a smirk on his face. Susan shivered and excused herself, leaving the room breathlessly. She had enjoyed his touch and Edward's attention, enjoyed the way Tyson was looking at her as if he was having trouble containing himself. When she went back into the room, she clapped her hands together.

"A drink, gentlemen," she said, "tonight. We have a lot to celebrate."

They all agreed and she left, going into Tyson's office and shutting the door. Moments later he appeared and crossed the room to her in a few quick steps, pressing his mouth to hers while pulling her skirt up over her hips. He led her to his desk and pushed her up so that she was sitting on the edge of it, then spread her legs.

"That was so goddamn hot, baby," he said, biting at her thighs, teasing her, stroking them with her fingers so that she was squirming. "Watching you flirt with them. Seeing them want you. My bad girl."

She tossed her head back when he finally moved his face to her pussy and ran his tongue over her through the fabric of her panties. He found her clit and massaged it with his tongue, soaking her, making her moan with the new sensation.

"Tyson," she breathed, holding his head still and grinding her face forward against it. He growled against her pussy and pulled her panties down so that they were dangling off one foot, then spread her legs further and touched her clit with the tip of his tongue. It was something she had never felt before and wasn't ready for it, hadn't expected the sheer torture the pleasure would bring. She moaned. Loud. And he shushed her while he began to lick her up and down, dipping his tongue inside of her pussy to spread her wetness all over. He buried his face between her legs and licked and sucked hungrily at her cunt, eating her until she flooded his face again and again. He pushed her back against his desk and pulled her knees as far apart as they would go, stroking his tongue in circles around her clit, driving at her relentlessly.

"Tell me," he said, pulling his face back, looking at her. "Would you fuck them?"

"Yes," she said, trying to push his face back between her legs, desperate to feel his mouth there.

"I want to see you wild and free. I want to watch you do it."

She looked at him then and he was smiling at her, his eyes full of heat and longing.

"I could do that." "Really?"

"Yes," she said, and then, "Now, stop talking."

He shut up and licked her for a long time, tasting her juices, moaning against the lips of her pussy. When he was finished and she was spent, he climbed atop her, kissed her lips. She could taste herself on his mouth, sweet and sensual, and she licked him clean.

"Promise me something, though," he said against her neck.

"Yes?"

"I get you first."

Of course she would let him. Of course she would obey him. She had always known she wouldn't be able to resist whatever he said. She nodded and kissed him again, then pulled her skirt down. He took her panties and shoved them in his desk drawer, smiling at her wickedly.

"I can't wait," he said, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

"Neither can I." And she meant it. She felt wild just thinking about it. She went home to shower before she came back that night to celebrate with the men. Susan put on her sexiest outfit, which wasn't saying much as she had always dressed very conservatively. When she felt appropriately attired, she waited anxiously for Tyson to pick her up. He arrived within minutes and she climbed into the passenger seat with a kiss. His hand found her thigh and he pulled her skirt up, stroking her pussy with two fingers.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about the way you taste," he said. "And your moans."

"You'll hear plenty of that tonight."

He looked at her and winked, then pulled out of her driveway and headed toward the office. Will, Edward, and Jackson were waiting for them outside. All were dressed casually as Tyson was in jeans and t-shirts and Susan marveled at how good they all looked, how odd it was that four exquisite men could find their way into one room together. Upstairs, Jackson pulled out a giant bottle of scotch and while Tyson went to fetch five glasses, Edward approached Susan. He reached up and pushed a strand of hair from her cheek.

"I hope your boss knows you deserve a raise for all you do for him."

She scoffed. "Tell him that."

When Tyson entered the room, Edward turned to him.

"Give this girl a raise, Landis."

Tyson laughed and shrugged. "It's up to you now, too, you know."

Will raised his glass, then tipped it to his lips.

"That's true. Do you think she's earned it, boys?"

Susan looked at them all in turn, a fake sweet smile on her face.

"She could do a little more, I think," said Jackson. Susan was more than surprised when he pulled her down to sit on his lap, his thick cock rubbing against her ass through their clothes. She looked at Tyson, who nodded.

"Landis told us about your plan for tonight," Jackson said, nipping at her earlobe from behind. "Are you really ready to earn that raise?"

Susan turned to him and nodded eagerly, her eyes innocent and wide.

"Yes, please," she begged, then grinned at him. He lifted his head to crush his mouth to hers, his tongue tasting of liquor and peppermint, and she kissed him back before she stood to undress herself in front of them. Naked, exposed, she looked at each of their faces and saw lust repeated on each and every one. Tyson set his drink down and moved toward her, sitting her down in one of the oversized chairs, and knelt to lick her pussy until she was writhing and ready for his cock. For all of their cocks. The thought surprised her. The whole situation surprised her, actually, and it made her wetter than she ever thought possible. Edward caught her eye as she was moaning and held it, grinning at her as she bit her lip, and tilted his head down to take one of her breasts in his mouth and suck the nipple. Will joined him on the other side and sucked on the other one as Tyson ate her pussy ravenously. Susan thought that had to be the peak of it, that it would never get any better, until Tyson stood up and unfastened his jeans to reveal a cock that was long and thick and standing proudly in front of her.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked, and she nodded, wrapping her hands around him and pumping him back and forth so that he was throbbing in her palm. He lowered himself and angled his cock into her opening, reaching down to rub her clit as he pushed inside. There was a pinch of pain but she was distracted from it by the feeling of the two men tugging at her nipples. She squirmed uncomfortably for just a moment as Tyson filled her pussy with his swollen cock and began to move in and out of her slowly, his cock hitting the back of her, knocking the wind out of her body. The feeling of his hand on her clit, of their mouths on her breasts made her cum all over him quickly and he laughed when he felt it, fucked her harder and then harder still when he realized she could take it. He pulled her out of the chair and onto the floor so that she was straddling him, and she tentatively began to ride his cock.