"But not the LTG part, is that correct?"
I nodded again, watching Imani closely. She had an air about her. A confidence. A strength different from Shanti but somehow more tangible. She was a woman you didn't mess with. She was sophisticated. In charge. Used to getting her way. More importantly I sensed a rightness from her and Shanti, too. They fought the good fight. They were people you wanted on your side.
Imani nodded and looked at Shanti briefly. Shanti nodded. Imani leaned back until she rested against the back cushion of the couch. She still managed to look proper, even in a more relaxed posture.
"Let me start at the beginning. I met your parents in London about two years ago. I was young, just starting at the law firm EDM Cessna. I was a brand-new lawyer looking to change the world and EDM Cessna was the perfect fit. I was so alive and so happy. My brother and I saw a brighter future for ourselves, and we felt unstoppable.
"I met your parents in a hoity-toity London night club known for swinging and spouse swapping. They were there with Javier. I had recently been moved at EDM over to an international issue that involved the International Criminal Court, or the ICC. To be fair, the firm asked me to seek out your parents and open discussions with them. They were aware of your parents' swinger clubs and the fact that LTG was interested in them. The ICC wanted me to feel out your parents. Get a sense on whether they were involved with the LTG.
"It only took me about ten minutes to realise your parents and Javier had no idea about LTG or their interests. They were... naïve. Sorry, Javier, but it was true. You were all lost in your own fun and excitement. We spoke that night for many long hours. And we..." Imani stopped and looked at Javier.
Javier chuckled. "Angela is well aware of her parents' proclivity to sexual pursuits."
Imani nodded and looked back at me. "I wanted to be sure. Angela, your parents, and I--along with Javier--entered into a relationship that evening. Anytime they come to London we fucked. I have certain interests, shall we say? Interests that your mother and father were happy to oblige in. In turn, they opened up a world to me that I will never leave. Not willingly. I am who I am today because of them."
My intuition whispered to me, and I smiled. "I would hazard a guess you tied my dad up and fucked his ass a few times."
Imani's eyes went round for a moment and then crinkled in mirth. "Ah, yes. BOTH your mom and dad, actually. And Javier. Your mother had an unusual submissive streak in her, which was at odds with her ability to dominate everyone she ever encountered." She must have seen me frown because she hurried on. "Correction, your mother had the innate ability to instantly gauge what turned someone on and could pull it out, expose it, caress it, make it cum hard, and tuck it all back in nice and neat with the person wanting more. She did that to me. Allowed me to fully understand, accept, and pursue my more carnal desires.
"The next day I opened up to them. I was new at EDM and was probably far too trusting, but I trusted your mom and dad. I even trusted them with my brother. Your father and Akin got along famously. We once spit-roasted your dad, but that's another story. I trusted them and told them EDM's interest in them and the LTG. They were shocked. They hadn't realised just how closely the LTG was scrutinising them. It was a week later that Shanti entered the picture..." Imani glanced at Shanti, and she took up the tale.
"I'm British military." Shanti started. "I was a member of a special task force assigned to the ICC that was tracking LTG movements in the UK. I was tasked to monitor your parents and I was there the night Imani met them for the first time. I was part of a six-man troop and just a low-ranking member. I was being tested that evening to see just how well I could blend into my surroundings. I kind of stand out, as you may have noticed. I was watching them over a weeklong period. I had been alerted to Imani by my chain of command. My task group was assigned to the LTG file. I was to observe and protect. Discretely.
"The attack came out of nowhere. They were good and I didn't see it coming. Two LTG operatives had infiltrated the club and struck out at your parents. Javier saw it coming and stopped one attack, taking a small calibre bullet meant for your father in the upper arm. A through and through. I engaged and pulled your parents, Imani, and Javier clear of the club."
Imani gazed at Shanti, and I could see her attraction to the small powerhouse. Imani continued the tale. "She saved us all. She used her hands. It was horrific and so, so, hot at the same time. That night we spoke, fucked, and your parents left London. We stayed in touch over the years and always there was a promise to help if asked. We helped keep the LTG clear of the clubs around the world, discretely of course. And then Javier called us and here we are.
"We're here because of your parents, Angela. And for Javier. We owe them a debt, but we would be here even if that weren't true. I already have a sense of you. Seeing Javier holding your hand speaks volumes to me. We're here to help."
I looked between both women. I believed every word. Now that they were here, I had no idea what I wanted or needed and stared helplessly at them.
Shanti chuckled and it sounded foreign to me, like it was not something she regularly did. "I can see you are a little lost. If I may?"
She asked the last to Imani, who nodded.
"First, I need to look into your parents' accident. I'm sorry, but that needs to be done. While I'm doing that, Imani will need to meet with your lawyer. Javier tells me you have one permanently on staff. They can discuss legal shit. I'm going to meet with your IT guy and scope out what your security is like. When I'm done, nothing will get in or out without you knowing."
Imani nodded and then looked hard at me. "I would like everything you have on the LTG, as well. Your parents refused this to me. I am hoping you will have a different opinion."
"Why did they refuse you?" I asked to buy time. I was sure I knew the answer but wanted to hear it from Imani.
"They didn't want to expose their clientele. Your mother called them good friends and said good friends don't rat on good friends."
I nodded. "And you have my answer, too."
Imani looked pissed and turned her face away from me.
"But," I said, and Imani whipped her head to look back at me, her eyes alight with hope. "There is a lot I can share with you. Javier? Can you ask Alfie to join us?"
Javier pulled out his phone, opened an app, and spoke quietly into it, and then put it away.
Shanti was watching this with interest. "What app did you use?"
Javier smiled. "Alfie wrote it. Let's all the staff communicate quickly and quietly."
Shanti looked a little impressed to me.
Moments later, Alfie came running in. No one had told him that we had guests and he came running in wearing a kimono that only halfway covered his ass. His cock and balls were swinging free out front. He skidding to a halt and his hands flew to cover his privates.
"Oh, fuck! Sorry! Sorry!" He scrambled to backtrack, and I couldn't help it. I laughed.
"Alfie! Look at you hanging free! Come here!" I laughed and beckoned to him. "Come here, baby!"
Alfie stopped and moved quickly over to me and tried to hide behind my chair. I reached around, grabbed his soft cock, and pulled him around to stand beside my chair.
"Angie! Let go!" he squawked. "Jesus!"
I was watching Imani. Her eyes were glued to Alfie's cock. I could feel her sudden interest in my IT guy. I kept my hand firmly around his hardening cock.
"Everyone, this is Alfie, our IT guy. And security, too. Alfie, meet Imani, the tall, gorgeous drink of hot chocolate, and Shanti, our Kama Sutra expert. Go over and say hi."
Alfie looked down at my cock in my hand and refused to budge. "Angie, please..."
I grinned at Imani and then ever so slowly I leaned over the armrest of my chair and pulled Alfie's gorgeous cock into my gaping mouth. I kept my eyes on Imani and saw her eating up the sight. I moaned when Alfie's hot cock head entered my mouth and started swelling. I adored the feel of a bulbous cock head in my mouth. Filling it with heat and pressure. The unique, wholesome taste of a man's cock. I kept my hand firmly around the base of Alfie's cock and slowly bobbed my head up and down the first three inches of his cock. I swirled my tongue around his head and felt his ass cheeks tense and he thrust a little into my mouth.
I popped him free and smacked my lips. "Who is that I taste?" I asked him.
"Nura," he murmured.
I took him back in my mouth and sucked him harder. He moaned. I popped him free. "Who else?"
"K-Kevin?" he stuttered as I stroked him hard with my slick saliva.
"Yum," I said and sucked him a little longer. I judged a minute had passed and popped Alfie free. I looked at my guests. Imani was gazing at Alfie's wonderful cock with lust. Shanti looked a little disgusted, but part of me was sure her disgust was not complete. She didn't stop watching. "Imani, would you like a taste? Alfie do you mind if Imani sucks your cock a little?"
"N-no...?"
"I'll warn you, Imani. He has a sensitive trigger."
Imani grinned and scooted forward on the couch and reached out to Alfie. I turned him and pushed him toward her with my hands on his ass. Alfie staggered forward a few steps and we all watched his cock bob and weave. Imani reached out and grasped the base of his cock and pulled him over, not too gently, and Alfie hissed a second before Imani took his whole length into her mouth. He gasped and then moaned.
Imani popped her mouth free and looked up at him. "You cum when I say so, got it?"
Alfie looked back at me with fear.
"Try hon. Try to hold it back," I encouraged him.
Imani looked at me.
"He cums really easily. But a lot. And over and over."
Imani looked up at Alfie. "Not this time. Hold it back. Will yourself not to cum. If you do before I say, I will make you eat it. Understand?"
Alfie nodded and bit his lip.
Imani started sucking him earnestly and Alfie groaned. He lasted fifteen seconds and came grunting into Imani's hungry mouth.
