Double Faced Twins

Chapter 2

*Mature Content*

Benson

I'm having one hell of a morning. I got in late last night, got my dick wet with the flavor of the week, and now she won't leave. She's in my kitchen making breakfast. I look at the time. I could be a total asshole and escort her tight ass to the door so that I can make my 9:00 meeting or do the decent thing and have breakfast with her. I sigh, run my fingers through my hair, push back my appointment, and eat breakfast. The girl gives a good head, and I might want to tap that ass again.

After moving the meeting back by half an hour, eating a somewhat decent breakfast, and escorting Stacy, Tracy, Lacy, or whatever the fuck her name is to the door, I'm on my way downtown to the Gaslight District.

I pull up to an attractive old building and am impressed with its architecture. Call it a trick of the trade, but one of my particular skills that has catapulted my career is seeing a building and knowing right away its potential and worth.

I open my door and make my way into the entrance. Once inside, I look around and am fascinated by the inside of the building. I can tell that the owner has kept the original crown molding. It still has its beautiful mahogany wood exposed. The wood hasn't been painted over like so many other older buildings in the district; instead, the architect restored it to its authentic glory

My thoughts are interrupted by a pleasant voice. "Good morning. I'm assuming that you're Mr. Easton."

I turn to see a pretty receptionist. I acknowledge her with a nod. I'm a man of a few words. I only speak when it's necessary. She makes a call, and a moment later, two of the most beautiful brunettes approach me. Twins! Damn! That is a wet dream come to life.

They pleasantly greet me and take me into a meeting room. A large oak conference table takes up most of the room. Powder blue padded chairs surround the table, matching the color of the walls with Posters featuring their talent. One of the beauties offers me a seat at the head of the table, and then each sits on opposite sides of me. The pretty receptionist enters with refreshments and places the tray and beverages on the table.

"Please, help yourself." The left-side twin pushes the tray towards me. I raise my brow and look at her. I know that I'm an asshole, but I'm curious about these two. I have a desire to see how far I can push them.

The left twin doesn't flinch. "Coffee or tea?"

"Coffee, black, please," I speak for the first time since arriving here.

She pours my coffee, gives me a napkin, and offers a pastry.

The twin to my right begins to speak. I don't even pay attention. I watch her mouth move and imagine it sucking my cock.

"Is that satisfactory?" Shit, I have no idea what she said, so I nod then turn towards the screen.

We all sit silently and watch the promotional video that they prepared. I'm impressed. When it's over, I stand. The twins don't need to change a thing. They were in my head, and I knew what I wanted.

"Send the video and the contract to my assistant as soon as possible." I turn to leave.

The left twin opens the door and thanks me for my time. She let me know that they'll send the contract to Cindy.

Before I leave, I turn around and get a good look at the twins. I want to memorize every feature of their stunning faces. They don't know it yet, but they will be mine.

It wasn't until I got into my vehicle that I realized they never told me their names. I mean, I know one is Grace, and one is Faith Henson, but I don't know who is who. I smile to myself. I love a good challenge. I can't wait to figure out who is who.