Bossed Three Times

Chapter 7 (SM)

Arianna

He stepped away suddenly, leaving me almost tripping over myself as I sucked in a breath and tried to stop my spinning head. An electric pulse jolted through me as what my boss just said to me slowly sunk in. I mean, talking about all this was bizarre enough, but here they were asking me to do that. And God help me, I wasn’t running from the room. I wasn’t running screaming from the building.

In fact, leaving was the last thing on my mind at that moment, even if I wasn’t sure I could actually take the step that dark part inside of me wanted me to take. My bosses wanted to see me touch myself, and I was honestly considering it, like I was under a spell. I remembered Sasha telling me about Jordan and Luke for the first time, and just smiling when my jaw had hit the floor at the mention of her two lovers.

“You only get one life you know, Ari,” she’d said, grinning at me, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shining after telling me about the whirlwind romance that swept her up with her two bosses. “Sometimes you just have to stop worrying about it all and just JUMP IN, because one day, you might regret just waiting on the edge while the opportunity drifted by.” Damien seemed to sense my hesitation, as he stood and moved towards me.

I whimpered quietly as I felt his hands trail up my arms, as I felt his breath tease across the hollow of my neck. “You can say no anytime you want, Arianna,” he growled into my ear as his hand started to lightly trail across my hips. “You can say no, and you can leave whenever you want to.” His lips brushed delicately against my earlobe, and I moaned softly. “But something,” he growled right into my ear.

“Something tells me you’re not going to, because I think you’re dying to have us watch you touch yourself.” He stepped back, leaving me panting and ragged, and feeling like I was clinging to the last hand-hold of a cliff’s edge. “One day, you might regret just waiting on the edge…” Slowly, I found myself nodding. And though it was the smallest of movements possible, in that moment, it felt like the biggest jump I’d ever made. The men grinned at me as they took their seats, the three of them watching me with hungry, intense eyes. Slowly, I reached up and began to unbutton my shirt.

Every button felt like another jolt through my body; every button undone made my pussy wetter and wetter. The shirt fell open at the last button, and I shrugged it off my shoulders, letting it fall down my arms to my elbows. It felt like I was in a dream of some sort, and yet I’d never felt more awake and more alive. I wore a white lacy, see-through bra that cupped my breasts softly and knowing they could see the pink of my nipples through the sheer material had the pulsing heat growing stronger between my legs.

It felt so slutty to be stripping like this, to bare myself to these powerful, dominant men. I blushed again, my breath catching as their eyes drank me in. Sean nodded. “Keep going, Ms. Holloway.” I took a deep breath and bit my lip, glancing at the three of them before continuing. I let the shirt drop from my arms and started to reach behind me when I stopped, and instead went to the zipper at the side of my skirt.

A wicked thrill went through me, like the inner goddess inside of me was slowly taking over and wanting more. I wanted to live this moment, not just let it happen. Slowly, I turned and leaned over Hunter’s desk a little. I pulled at the zipper, and then pushed the skirt over my hips and then over the creamy skin of my ass, split right down the middle by a lacy white thong to match my bra. I gave the skirt a push and let it slip down my legs to pool like a puddle at my feet as I let the men look at my barely covered ass.

I heard all groans and a hiss of approval behind me, and it only got my pulse pounding even harder. I stood and turned slowly, letting my bosses really take a look at my body. They were smiling and nodding, their eyes roaming over me hungrily. But I knew they wanted more. I reached back and unclasped my bra before bringing my hands to the front again. Keeping one arm across my chest, I used the other to pull the skimpy bra from my full breasts and toss it to the side. Almost subconsciously, I felt my hips sway slightly as I grinned wickedly at the men.