Kerri dragged herself up the last flight of stairs to the door of her fifth floor walk-up. She fumbled for her keys, causing one of her grocery bags to crash to the floor.
"Fuck!" Of course the can of tomatoes would have landed on her toes.
Jamming her key into the lock, she jiggled the stubborn thing and finally got her door opened. She kicked the stray bag inside figuring she couldn't do much more damage to the items inside.
The first thing she noticed as she used her hip to shut the door was the key to her neighbor's apartment lying on the nightstand. She let out a disgusted sigh. She'd been planning to collapse in front of the TV and try to forget the hell of a day she'd had. She'd forgotten she had to feed Nick and Allen's cat.
The two men were commercial photographers, and they'd been out of the country on a shoot. They were due back tomorrow. She considered putting her duties off, knowing she'd been giving Sasha, their grey Persian, extra treats all week, but she hated the thought of the little furball going hungry.
With an annoyed snort, she stuffed the milk and eggs into her crowded refrigerator and grabbed Nick and Allen's key.
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Kerri bent to pick up Sasha's bowl and froze. Someone was in the apartment. She grabbed the phone off the kitchen counter and crouched behind the bar. She'd started to dial 911 when she heard a low chuckle that could only have come from Nick. Peeking out from behind the bar, she saw her two friends. They were in the living room, wrapped around each other in the midst of a hungry kiss. Kerri couldn't take her eyes off them. She couldn't even breathe.
Nick's hands gripped the front on Allen's shirt, snapping buttons as he ripped it open. Allen released his lover long enough for Nick to push the shirt from his shoulders. Lowering his dark head to Allen's chest, he began making long strokes with his tongue. Allen groaned as Nick licked at his nipples, and his hands tore at Nick's long dark hair, pulling it free from its tie.
Kerri's nipples tightened to painful points and dampness coated the thin silk of her panties. She'd secretly fantasized about watching Nick and Allen together ever sense they'd moved in. She found them both wickedly sexy and the idea of their perfectly sculpted bodies rubbing against each other had filled her head many a night as she'd lain in bed with her vibrator. Now that she was seeing them for real, she couldn't bring herself to walk away.
Nick continued laving attention on Allen's chest as he worked the buttons of his own shirt and shrugged it off. Allen gasped when Nick's teeth dug into the dense muscle above his nipple. Nick gave a throaty laugh and stood.
Kerri's eyes remained glued to the men as Nick unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. He wore nothing underneath, and his cock sprang free. Its thick, rigid length reached nearly to his navel. His hands cupped the side of Allen's face. "Suck me."
He pressed Allen down to his knees.
The sight of the Allen's mouth engulfing Nick's cock made Kerri moan. She brought her hand to her mouth to try and stifle the sound.
She watched the well-defined muscles of Allen's back flex as his head moved back and forth on Nick's shaft. One of Allen's hands wrapped around the base of his lover's shaft while his other hand cupped his balls, rolling them through his fingers. Kerri wanted to kneel behind him and lick his tanned skin.
Her clit was throbbing with need. Hoping not to make a sound, she slid down zipper on the side of her skirt. Her fingers snaked through the opening and under the waistband of her tights. She bit her lip to keep from gasping as her fingers slid against her soaking wet pussy. She sucked in her breath as she her fingers rubbed circles against her clit. Her eyes remained glued to Nick and Allen.
Nick fisted his hands in Allen's short blond hair, holding his lover's head still as he fucked his mouth, forcing Allen to swallow his entire length. Allen groaned and held onto Nick's hips as they pumped against him.
Kerri looked up, wanting to see Nick's face when he came. She gasped. He was staring at her. She jerked her hand out of her pants, scraping her fingers painfully. against the metal teeth of her zipper. Heat rose to her face. "I'm sorry. I-"
"Would you like to take his place?"
Kerri's heart pounded. Had she heard him right?
Allen let Nick's cock slip from his mouth and turned to look at her, a wicked smile on his face. "Please. Be my guest"
Kerri's feet started walking toward them before her mind had worked up the nerve to go through with her fantasy. She stopped a few feet from them.
"Come on, Kerri. You know you want to fuck us. "Nick's low, smooth voice pulled at something deep inside her. She nodded. Both men smiled at her.
"Strip for us."
Kerri's lungs constricted. She couldn't breathe; she couldn't think. But her body knew just what to do. She grasped the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up and over her head. She tossed it onto the floor and then reached behind herself to unhook her pink satin bra. When it had fallen to the floor as well, she summoned the courage to look up.
Nick licked his lips at he stared at her small high breasts. "Beautiful. Show us the rest of you."
