Vanessa cast her brother an annoyed look even as she smiled at the men in front of her. The four men were her brother's business associates, visiting from the parent company, and he'd been charged with showing them a good time. Which meant finding female company for them. Of course, Ian was too straight-laced to know how to go about hiring prostitutes. Instead he was forced to beg his sister to come down to the club and bring some of her friends.
At first Felica refused, but then Ian gave her the puppy dog eyes and promised to pay each of them for their time. He also said that he would owe her one, which would come in handy next Christmas when they went home to visit. Ian was in their parents good graces, Vanessa was not.
She knew she'd have to call in some reinforcements. Luckily, she had some favors of her own that were owed to her. She called her Celene, her best friend from work and a self-diagnosed nymphomaniac, and her college roommate Alexis, who was putting herself through school by doing lap dances and (Vanessa assumed) a little extra on the side.
Celene, a petite Latina with bright green eyes and a mop of curly black hair, was already curled up on one man's lap as he regaled her with some story, her hands unbuttoning his shirt as she kissed his neck. Alexis, a statuesque blonde who look liked she stepped out of 'Sports Illustrated', was busy explained her lap dance technique to another man, demonstrating the more impressive maneuvers.
Vanessa herself was sitting next to her brother and across from two men that were obviously related. And, if she had to guess by the age differences, were likely father and son. Ian was nodding his head and apologizing nervously to the older man, probably the big boss, while the younger man stared with undisguised lust at the word pussy written on her tank top.
"I didn't realize your son would be coming too, Mr. Yancey, or I would have brought another girl," Ian was saying, his voice not wavering even as his hands shook.
Vanessa eyed the boy next to the boss and guessed why her brother hadn't thought he would come. He looked like a freshman or sophomore in college, someone who probably shouldn't be allowed into a bar at all, let alone a private room at a high end cocktail lounge like the one they were in now. Which, again, showed how straight-edged (read: out of touch) her brother was.
"Let me see them titties," the young man sitting next to the Boss said suddenly, unable to restrain himself any longer.
Ian shot him a shocked look, but covered it up before either of the other men noticed. Vanessa just smiled and pulled up her tank-top in one fluid movement, not having bothered to put on a bra. "I hope they're to your liking," she said, leaning forward so they bounced.
"Oh, yeah," he said as he licked his lips. He tore his eyes away long enough to give Ian a thankful glance and lean in to whisper something to his father.
The Boss laughed as he turned to regard Ian. "Jasper's right. You've been such a great host, man. I've never seen such fine girls." He grinned wolfishly. "My son and I want you to join us in fucking the pretty brunette, here."
Ian went pale and Vanessa almost couldn't hold in the laughter. "I--," her brother began and Vanessa stomped on his foot. Surely he wouldn't be stupid enough to just admit that he was offering up his sister as a party favor, but why take the risk? Of course, he had no way to get out of it without seeming like he was being ungrateful.
Vanessa considered letting him hang in the wind, but decided to take pity on her brother instead. She leaned forward, looking at the Boss and his son as she brushed her fingers over her neck. "Three might be a little too crowded." she said, shrugging her shoulders and pushing her breasts together with her arms. "And I'd prefer to be between the two of you."
"It would be bad taste to leave out the host," Mr. Yancey said, before casting a glance over at his son, who was once again mesmerized by Vanessa's breasts. "As much as I hate offering up sloppy seconds, how about he take the place of whomever cums first."
"Sounds like a fun little game," Vanessa agreed as her brother let out a sigh. She knew he was hoping they would forget their offer once they got started. She cast a glance at her friends as she stood up and moved toward the Boss and Jasper. Celene was on her knees with her face buried in one of the men's laps, giving him a champagne room-worthy blowjob. Alexis was making a loud show of riding the other guy. Both of them seemed suitably preoccupied.
Jasper got up to meet her, almost immediately grabbing hold of her tits when he could reach them. Vanessa smiled coyly and made a cooing noise as the Boss moved to stand behind her, pressing himself against her back and forcing her up against his son. Jasper's erection rubbed against her thigh as he squeezed her breasts, his head dipping down to lick and bit at the nipples. She moaned as he caught a nipple between his teeth and pulled on it, her head lolling back to rest on the Boss's shoulder as he sucked on her neck, his own erection pressed hard between her ass cheeks as his hands worked her mini-skirt up over her hips. The older man was eager to get inside, but was waiting for his son.
At first Vanessa was worried they were both going to try and fuck her cunt. Celene could do double-penetration, but Vanessa wasn't quite that experienced. Fortunately, as she let the two man rub and bite and grind against her body, it was obvious that the son had a breast fetish and the Boss like anal, if the way he was dry humping her ass was any clue. She was glad she had taken care to make sure that entry was slick as possible before she left the house.
Her brother was watching and he seemed to be both enthralled and disgusted at the sight of his sister between two men. Vanessa smirked to herself and bucked her lips, grinding against the Boss and then his son. Ian had always hated her wild side, even if it was helping him now. He had wanted to be the big brother that protected his sister. She had to admit, she sometimes felt a little guilty not letting him.
Vanessa let out a little cry as Jasper twisted her nipple and she looked at him. He grinned at her, the look of a spoiled rich boy. "I wanted you to see the main attraction," he said proudly as he unzipped himself.
"You're so long," Vanessa complimented in fake awe. His cock was long, but it was also skinny. Jasper looked proud of himself as his father grabbed hold of her hips, steadying her to let his son slip fully inside. "You feel so good," Vanessa said as Jasper grabbed her hips and his father forced himself in the back way.
Vanessa was really glad Celene had suggested the lube as he did, the Boss was much thicker than his son. He probably liked anal because of how tight it was. "Oh," she moaned as the Boss whispered into her ear that she should call him 'sir'. "Oh, sir."