How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 04

"A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do," Becca said, laughing. "I'm going to pass her the note after lunch, see how she responds."

"She's a member of the opposition. She may feel it's unethical to be sleeping with the enemy."

"Who said she'll be sleeping," Becca laughed. "If she wants to decline, she can. Do me a favor though; take off your suit jacket around three PM, let her see those muscles a little better."

"Sure. I'm game."

Before the meeting started, Becca handed Roxanne the note. Roxanne didn't have a wedding ring on. How nice I wouldn't be violating my ethics. She glanced at it, did a double take, then looked at Becca who was smiling brightly, but had already returned to our side of the negotiating table.

A few minutes before three, Becca had her hand in my lap stroking my dong, all while she paid rapt attention to the conversations taking place on the other side of the table. When she thought my cock was sufficiently hard, she said, "I'm a little warm. I need to take a break for the ladies. Excuse me."

Becca stood up and departed. I guessed that was my cue. I stood up too, my prick pressing against the front of my pants, took off my coat and stretched a little. Roxanne's eyes seemed plastered to my crotch. I hung my coat on the back of an empty chair and took my seat again. I tried not to eyeball Roxanne too blatantly, looking at my notes, but taking surreptitious glances in her direction. When Becca returned, she took off her coat as well and I saw she'd taken off her brassiere. Oh, my. The male eyeballs were glued to the delicious vision of her faintly visible boobs bobbing in her blouse. Roxanne was looking too.

The negotiations continued, but the opposite side seemed a little distracted at this point. At five, I decided to call a halt for now.

"I think we've gone as far as we're going to get today," I said. "We can pick up here tomorrow at the same time. Bring your A game ladies and gentlemen. I'd like to wrap this up by noon on Saturday."

I saw Roxanne whispering to the others, and they nodded.

"Bryce, would you have an objection to my having supper with you tonight to see if we can get a little more work done?"

"Not at all, but I don't want to spend too much more time talking business. Need to recharge the old batteries," I said.

"I understand. No more than an hour on business."

"Of course." Hook, line and sinker. I smiled at Becca. She grinned back. "Why don't you meet us at the Grill in forty-five minutes. Rebecca and I would like to freshen up a bit and change into more comfortable clothes."

"I'll be there."

"Charge your drinks to my room number, 710. Your meal will be my treat."

"Thank you."

******

We packed up our paperwork and left. When we got to our room, surprise, surprise, Diana was still there, lying spreadeagled on the bed, naked as a jaybird.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now."

"I can't, we're meeting someone else for supper. Didn't you have to fly somewhere today?"

"I took three personal days off."

"Can you do that like in mid-trip?"

"It's difficult, but it can be done. One of my fuck buddies owed me a favor. He's picking up my flights."

I looked at Becca. "My first foursome. Black belt here I come," she said.

"Foursome!" Diana said. "Who's the fourth?"

"Attorney from our negotiations. She's who we're having dinner with."

"When you said you were trying to fuck every woman you could, I took that as an allegory, not the literal truth."

"Don't worry, Diana," Becca said. "You'll like her, she has these incredibly long legs. You'll need to get dressed though. No fucking until later. Wear something appropriately slutty; I'm going to."

"You look pretty slutty now."

"I will look sluttier, we have to seal the deal. Right now, she's tempted. We're going for the bucket, swish, nothing but net."

While the two women selected their slutty clothes, I showered and put on a snug polo shirt and slacks, slip on shoes, no socks. What was the point of getting over dressed. As I brushed my teeth, Diana and Becca took a shower, soaping each other enough I started getting an erection.

Becca put on some of the sexy lingerie I'd purchased for her, including a garter belt and thigh high stockings, no panties and her bra was a demicup, leaving her nipples bare. She put on a silk blouse that covered them, but left nice little bumps on her chest as the material clung to them.

"Fuck, you look incredible. I can't match that" Diana said.

"Leave off the bra, unbutton the blouse to mid-boob," Becca said. "You'll attract attention. You have great tits. Leave your panties off. Brick likes to touch your pussy while he's eating. Expect you'll get a taste of it at some point."

Diana shivered, but she agreed.

"What's your husband say about you taking three personal days to fuck a stranger?" I asked, really wondering about their relationship.

She opened her phone and handed it to me. "Here's our text conversation, I need to get dressed."

I looked at her messages.

Hey, honey, how u doing?

Great. U?

Amazing. Met a man and woman on flight yesterday. I had the best fucking sex of my life. I'm taking three days off so I can fuck them some more.

Really, that good?

OMG.

He hung.

Not so much long, as thick. The two of them double teamed me. She was licking while he was screwing. We're going to have to try that some time. You can nail some other girl while I'm licking the bitch.

He a threat to u and me?

Never. His goal is to fuck as many women as he can. I'm just frosting, not cake.

Sounds like he's succeeding. It does sound fun. Have a good time. I miss u.

I miss u too.

But not 2 much.

Not 2 much. Just enough. Kisses.

Kisses back.

They sounded as if they had a very open and warm relationship. If I had a spouse like that, maybe I could have stayed married, but let's face it. I didn't love Jeri that much anyway. I loved she could deep throat me, and that's about it. I set the phone on the bed where Diana would see it.

"Brick," Becca said, "Diana was curious about my toy on the plane. Do you think she should wear it tonight?"

"That's fine, but you should control it, as I should pay a little attention to Roxanne, since this is a business meeting."

"Yeah, right. She saw the bulge in your pants when you stood up and took off your coat. That's the business she's interested in. I'll control it. Sounds like fun."

I showed her how to download the app on her phone and control the Lush. Becca winked at me when I put the Lush inside Diana's pussy.

They were dressed and ready in short order and they looked fabulous. Fuck, if Roxanne didn't join us, I would be balls deep in both of these women tonight anyway. There was no downside.

******

We went down to the Grill and found Roxanne. She'd made some changes too. It appeared her bra had come off and a few of her buttons were undone. She wasn't as busty as Diana or Becca, but what she did have was Prime beef. She was startled to see another woman with us, I think wondering if she'd misread the signals. She put her hands on her blouse to close a couple of those pesky buttons. Becca grabbed her hands and bent down to kiss her.

"Don't do that. Everything is perfect, just the way it is."

She slid her hands under Roxanne's blouse and softly caressed Roxanne's breasts. No more than ten or fifteen seconds, not enough for other patrons to notice, but making Roxanne's nipples stand up, take notice and salute. She put Roxanne's hand on her own breast, and Roxanne didn't pull away.

"See, even I got more comfortable. This is Diana and she's comfortable too." Becca sat down beside Roxanne, while I took the seat opposite Becca, Diana sitting opposite Roxanne, the two freshest daisies near at hand.

"Roxanne, I'm sorry to startle you with an unexpected guest, but I'd like to introduce you to Diana Nash, a flight attendant on our flight from Seattle yesterday. She spent the night with us and we didn't really expect to see her again, but she's taken three personal days so she can stay with us the balance of our time in San Fran. Diana, this is Roxanne Martinez, legal eagle helping to establish the terms of sale of the company I wish to buy. She wished to do a little more negotiating this evening."

Becca said, "Poor Diana is as addicted to Brick's prick as the other women in his life. She couldn't give him up yet. Which is good for us, because she is one hot mama. You can't believe how much she climaxed last night and the delicious cum flowing from her pretty pussy while Brick was fucking her." Diana blushed.

"Brick?" Roxanne asked.

"My nickname, Roxanne. You can use it if you like. Or you can call me Bryce, your choice."

"I thought we were going to discuss business. Perhaps I should go."

"Business?" Becca said. "Is that why your bra came off and half your buttons slipped open, Roxanne? You were thinking monkey business, if business even crossed your mind at all. Don't worry. You're among friends. We all like monkey business. Tell me the truth, is fucking two women and a man, that much nastier than one woman and a man? It really isn't. Relax, enjoy yourself. You won't regret it."

"At least stay for supper," I said putting my hand on her leg just above her knee. "If you want to back out, no one will stop you."

She looked down at my hand and shivered, but she didn't remove it, so I left it there. I planned to let it wander later.

"Does champagne sound good to everyone?" I asked. My thumb was doing slow circles on Roxanne's leg.

"Sounds peachy to me," Becca said. "Diana, you up for bubbly?"

"Champagne sounds nice," Diana said, smiling.

"You know what I'd really like to do with that champagne, Diana," Becca said.

"I haven't a clue."

"I'd like to pour it on your pussy and lick it up."

Diana blushed again. She wasn't used to this brash talk in front of another woman she'd just met. I squeezed her hand with my free one.

"Sounds intriguing to me, too," which really deepened the flushing of her cheek and neck. It looked like the crimson extended down to her breasts.

"Roxanne, we probably shouldn't discuss business in front of an outsider, but I'll give you some private time after I fuck you the first time." My hand moved a little further up her leg, but still closer to her knee than her groin. She still didn't remove it and there was a smoky flare to her eyes as she glanced at me.

We had a male waiter tonight, and I gave the order for the champagne, the Krug Clos de Mesnil Blanc de Blancs Brut, and we all ordered our meals. I saw Diana jump when the waiter came to take her order and realized Becca had turned on her Lush. The look on her face was priceless as Becca ratcheted to device to a higher speed. She was gripping the edge of the table with a strained look on her face.

As soon as the waiter left, Diana murmured, "Oh, fuck!" and climaxed, leaning back in her chair, thrusting her hips at an imaginary lover.

Roxanne said, "Did she just cum?"

"Yeah," Becca chirped, "wasn't it great. I'll bet that felt good, and I should know. She's got a toy inside of her. I had so much fun on the plane yesterday."

"You know, Diana, you should look into buying one of these toys for yourself so your husband can play with you long distance," I said.

"She's married?" Roxanne asked. My hand was a little higher up her thigh and her legs parted slightly.

Diana had to explain about ethical non-monogamy all over again and why she and her husband practiced it.

"So your husband knows you're having sex with Bryce?"

"And Rebecca too. We can't have secrets and be ethical. Otherwise, we'd just be cheating because we never see each other. This is better. In fact, I suggested to him he fuck some woman while I'm licking her clit, because that was some pretty amazing sex."

"They also have a toy for men. You could give each other some jollies when you're apart," I said. "You control the device for your partner, so you're involved."

"We might have to try that. At the very least, it would be better than masturbating while having phone sex."

The sommelier brought the champagne and I told Roxanne to taste it. My hand was happy where it was. She pronounced it excellent. It should be at over $1500 a bottle. They poured glasses for each of us. I used my left hand to drink as my right hand was no more than an inch or two away from her pussy. I could feel the heat coming off it.

When he was gone, I asked calmly, "Was your brassiere the only lingerie you removed while we were changing?" My hand moved and touched wet flesh. Roxanne gasped. "I guess not."

"You better be worth it, Bryce. I'm going to have a damn hard time facing my colleagues tomorrow anyway."

"He's worth it," both Diana and Becca said, before bursting into laughter.

"Put your hand in his lap," Diana suggested. "You'll see."

Roxanne licked her lips and put her hand on my leg. My hand wasn't moving. It was comfortable right where it was, about an inch inside of her, soaking up melted honey. Hers did, starting the march up my leg. She met something other than thigh, squeezed a little, then moved up higher and higher. The expression on her face kept changing as she kept moving it. Disbelief, perhaps.

"Please tell me that's not a rolled up sock?"

"All Brick," Becca said. "I agreed to lick my first cunt after feeling that thing in his pants. It's a good thing I liked it, because I have to share him with several other people, including you, apparently. At least I have something to occupy my time until his dick is free again. I loved the thought of kissing my way up your legs."

"Miss Martinez, have you had sex with a woman before?" I asked.

"Not sex, really. I kissed a girl in law school, well more than kissed. I guess you'd say, made out. We were French kissing, touching boobs, but over our clothes. Never quite got the nerve to go further."

"Well I only have one cock and there are three of you, so unless you want to just sit there waiting your turn, you might find yourself tongue deep in twat."

"Will you be able to take care of all three of us?"

"I haven't climaxed since before breakfast. I might be able to fuck you twice before you need to leave."

"Will it fit?"

"Does it fit, ladies?"

"It fits like a glove," Becca said. "I imagine it's a little like getting fisted, but it sure does feel good." Diana agreed.

"Do you think we can get this order to go?" Roxanne asked. "Suddenly, I'm impatient."

"Savor the anticipation," Becca said. "And then, imagine doing it again tomorrow night and Saturday. Someone who looks like you shouldn't be a one night stand. You deserve three for sure. Tomorrow, bring some spare clothes, so you don't have to go home to change. You won't have to leave the hotel for the next couple days, to have every nasty sexual desire you can imagine fulfilled. You'll be lucky if you're not walking bow legged."

"She's my cheerleader," I explained. "She's hoping to get her fifth degree black belt in Slut while she's here."

"What does she have to do to get that?"

"Suck off the room service guy as a tip," Becca said. "I would have done it this morning, but we didn't have time. Maybe you can order another bottle of this excellent champagne from room service tonight, Brick. Let me get my merit badge."

"Sounds like a plan."

They started to bring out our food and Becca turned on the Lush again. The signs were obvious.

"Do you have to do that when they're bringing the food, Becca?" Diana hissed.

"Yes." Becca started using the manual override to control it. Diana shot upright, clenching her teeth.

"I'm going to bite your cunt the next time I'm licking it, bitch, if you don't stop that," Diana whispered, not very quietly. Becca ran her fingers over the controls rapidly. Diana orgasmed. "Oh, you little fucker," she got out before moaning.

I'm sure the food servers were quite startled to see a woman climaxing at our table. I was reminded of the scene from 'When Harry Met Sally' when Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal were in the Delicatessen and Meg was faking an orgasm, except Diana wasn't faking hers. Becca kept her hands on the control and it seemed to go on for quite some time. She finally turned it off when the staff left.

Diana was glaring at Becca. "Give me that thing," she said, snatching Becca's phone out of hand. "You can't be trusted with it."

"You just got a head start on the rest of us, Diana," Becca said. "I'll bet the seat of your chair is really damp now."

"I should make you lick it clean."

"The chair or your cunt? Because I will lick your cunt if you can stand the embarrassment of cumming again in the restaurant."

"Becca," I warned, "your boss doesn't want you getting arrested."

Becca looked around and saw our table had drawn quite a bit of attention.

"You're right. I apologize, Diana. I suppose you should get a least a week before you're as slutty as I am. You want to put it in me. I'll give you one retaliation orgasm."

"Don't tempt me. Brick, can this be put up her ass?"

"Why yes, it can."

Diana grabbed her hand and dragged her in the direction of the ladies room. I shouldn't say dragged; Becca seemed quite willing to go, turning to flash a smile at us.

"They're kidding, right?" Roxanne asked.

"I don't think so. Would you like to wear it during negotiations tomorrow?"

"Going to take unfair advantage of me?"

"Every chance I get."

"Bryce, now that we're alone, I have to ask a favor of you."

"You can ask."

"I hinted that I might be able to get you to back off some of the terms you were asking for. I hate to make a whore of myself for no purpose. What I'm suggesting is you cut me a little slack on the numbers we agreed on for the down payment. I'll make it up to you in another area we haven't negotiated yet. You won't lose anything, they won't gain anything in the long run. It will end up a dead swap, but at least it will look like I got something from you for prostituting myself."

"Why do it?"

"Because it was better than just leaping in the sack with you. At least they'd think I had a reason for being a puta, and not just because I needed to feel you between my legs."

"If you act like a whore today, they'll expect you to act like a whore tomorrow with the next client. I think you're better off saying you have the hots for me, then pretending you're sexually extracting concessions from me. What did you tell them? That you were going to fuck me for terms?"

"I wasn't that blatant. I just said I thought I might have a chance to make things happen if I had dinner with you. It was a broad hint."

"That's not too obvious. I love you wanting to fuck me. I want to fuck you, but I'm not a monogamist. I fuck because I want to, but I don't want it fucking up other people's lives, surprisingly enough. Instead of prostituting yourself forever, I have a better idea. Let me handle it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Let yourself be surprised."

"You're not going to get me fired, are you?"

"No. You won't be fired. Hell, maybe you'll get a promotion. I'll let Becca in on the plan so I don't shock hell out of her, but I think things will work out fine. Tell them you didn't succeed, okay. Nothing happened and nothing got accomplished. That's important."

"Okay. I'm going to feel like an idiot."

"Don't."

Becca and Diana rejoined us. Becca sat gingerly in her chair, not knowing what to expect.

"How do you work this thing, Brick?" Diana asked, handing me the phone.

"This button on the bottom controls the speed, low, medium and high. The next button to it, controls the preset patterns. You can either pick one, have the device pick one randomly, or set it to manual control, which allows you to control it by sliding your finger on the screen. That's what Becca did to you to make you cum. This button puts it in music mode, so it activates to sound and vibrates to the music. Highly recommended if you go out dancing. The last button is to set your preferences."