Coral sat the receiver back down on it's cradle and turned around in her swivel desk chair. She didn't know if she was ready for what these two men wanted from her. Yes, they were gorgeous billionaires and yes, they were offering her a job of a lifetime. She would be able to travel the world doing the thing she loved the most. It was her dream job. The creme de la creme. She just didn't know if she would be able to handle the other part. The sexual side. She wasn’t some seasoned sexual professional. What if they wanted to add more men into the mix? What if they wanted to start tying her up and make her do painful BDSM things?  Her mind was racing now as she looked at the large,faux Thomas Kincaid painting that was positioned directly above her desk. Her mother had purchased the replica painting when she first opened her business. Whenever she felt

"Then why are you so nervous around us ma cher?"Inigo asked.She looked at Inigo. It was as if he knew her."Please, be honest with us." Lev encouraged her. She thought he had such kind eyes."I just got out of a relationship, and now I'm jumping into an unconventional relationship with two men. You both are very kind and generous men. What if this goes bad? What if I'm not what you think I am?"They looked at one another and both men wore irresistible smiles. It made her relax, and her anxiety was immediately taken down a notch. "Come here." Inigo said as he stared straight into her eyes. She felt the invisible sexual magnetic pull they shared. She slid back her chair

She loved selling real estate, and knew she had found her niche. She was surprised at how comfortable she was with him as they rode to lunch in his company car. He spoke to her  and she instantly felt nervous."You are very good with people," he complimented her."Thank you," she said quietly."It is your job, I know, but I feel like you are genuinely interested in what you do." She felt herself blushing at his compliment and was happy her skin was coco so she could hide it."Yes, I am genuine. People want you to care about them, their lives,and their homes, even if you are only in it for a short while.""So, do you care about my life?"

"Hello, Coral It's me, it's Dean.""What do you want?""I was wondering if I could come over and talk to you.""About?""About what happened between you and me.""What's there to talk about? You left me and put my shit all over my parents' lawn. I got played. Was there anything else we needed to clarify?" "Coral, I know you're upset, but I couldn't have you dragging both of us down."That comment really pissed her off. She disconnected the call and lightly threw her cell phone back into her bag."Everything o.k. Miss?” Inquired the driver.

He gently commanded her. She looked down at his nicely sized, fully erect penis and guided the length of him inside of her. She held her breath as she did it and couldn't get over the way he filled her up so completely. She moaned in pleasure. He began to move within her and she felt something exquisite going on inside of her. She dug her nails into his back and held on to him as he worked her pussy walls slow at first. It was beautiful torture. Her body orgasmed once more and just when she thought he would stop, he began fucking her harder. She let out a long guttural moan and felt herself shatter into a million pieces as she orgamed once more. He pulled his cock out of her and spilled his seed on her abdomen. He then shoved it back inside of her and stroked her fire once more. Coral and Lev made love