Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 6

His Loss Is My Gain!

"One last lesson before Helen Heads Home."

Thursday, September 5th, 8:07 am

The buzz of my phone rattling across the bedside table woke me up, and it took me a moment to remember where I was.

*Bzzzzzzzt*

I clenched my eyes shut and pressed my fingers to my forehead as I tried to remember what happened last night. I’d had drinks again… with…

*Bzzzzzzzt*

There was a warm body lying partially on top of me. A single pillowy breast was pressed into my chest, and a few hairs tickled my face. Lillian. She’d had the day off yesterday and didn’t have to return to work until this evening, so Erin and I had invited her to stay the day.

One of the reasons to keep the hotel in the castle is that it came with many built-in amenities—a full-service spa, indoor and outdoor infinity pools, saunas, a fully furnished gym, a restaurant, and two different bars. It was a little too chilly for outdoor swimming, but the pool indoors was heated, and the three of us went for a swim in it. We ended the day in a sauna together, where we ended up fooling around again.

After a nice swim, steam, and a little carnal relief, I had Shea set up her station so Lillian could experience a luxurious full-body massage.

Eventually, she met everyone else at an early dinner and came to the realization that Erin wasn’t the only woman I was sleeping with on this trip. Everyone was enchanted by the young beauty, and when Helen caught wind that she’d shared mine and Erin’s bed last night, she expressed interest in joining. Unfortunately, it was all just a little too much for Lillian, who politely declined the older woman’s advances. So I’d ended up with a repeat performance with Erin and Lillian.

The red-haired Scot showed much more initiative and even started off the evening going down on my assistant while she sucked on my cock. Despite her sweet innocence, Lillian was a quick learner and improved rapidly at anything new we taught her. We’d ended up fucking until well past midnight and had fallen asleep in a sweaty tangle of arms and legs.

*Bzzzzzzzt*

I slipped out from under Lillian, causing her to stir and roll onto her side with her back to me as I stretched out to retrieve my phone. It was Erin.

Hey, boss. Helen and I are downstairs having breakfast. Wanna join?

I texted back, Sure. I’ll be down in ten minutes.

Rolling over to press my chest into Lillian’s back, I kissed her shoulder. “I’m going downstairs,” I whispered.”

She muttered something sleepily back at me that I couldn’t quite catch, and I said, “Go back to sleep.” I kissed the nape of her neck, slid out of bed, and took a quick shower as I thought about the wonderful, relaxing day I’d had last night. Once dressed, I headed for the restaurant.

The restaurant barely had anyone in it. Apparently, it was the tail-end of the summer vacation season, and on a Thursday morning, the hotel had very few guests. People enjoying breakfast consisted of Erin, Helen, one of the Johns, and an elderly couple sitting on the other side of the establishment.

“Ladies,” I said as I sat next to Helen while Erin was on the other side of the table.

“Boss,” Erin said before taking a bite of her yogurt. She sounded awfully chipper, considering she went to bed as late as I did.

“How the fuck are you in this good of a mood?” I asked.

“Only need about five hours of sleep, and I keep a balanced diet.”

“She has the metabolism of a rabbit on methamphetamine,” Helen pointed out.

That made sense. I rarely saw Erin eat poorly, but occasionally, she joined the rest of us mortals in eating trans fats and sugars. Combined with a high metabolism, it made sense why she had a body fat percentage somewhere in the mid-teens.

“Behold the power of superior genetics,” Erin said, holding a spoonful of yogurt and nuts up as if giving a toast before slipping the spoonful into her mouth.

“It’d be a crime to not pass those genes along,” Helen said, propping her chin on her elbow and looking at Erin thoughtfully.

Erin’s eyes narrowed as she pressed her lips together over the spoon and slowly pulled it out of her mouth. “And ruin this figure?”

Helen shrugged and said, “There’s always surrogacy. If anyone can afford an ideal environment for IVF, it’d be Marcus.”

My assistant studied Helen for a moment and then said, “I’d be a terrible mom.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that. You do a phenomenal job of taking care of Marcus.”

“Yeah, but my relationship with him isn’t exactly maternal, now is it?” Erin pointed out.

“Anyway,” Helen said, waving off Erin’s protest. “It’s not like you’d have to be a full-time mother. Marcus could hire a full-time nanny to help raise the child.”

Erin’s nose crinkled up as she made a face. “This conversation took a weird turn.”

“How about it, Marcus?” Helen asked, rolling her head to the side to look at me. She hadn’t cracked a smile since I sat down, but there was a twinkle in her blue eyes. “You two would make a beautiful baby.”

I wasn’t sure what Helen was getting at, but even though she’d been talking about IVF, the mere thought of busting my nut deep into Erin’s unprotected pussy and impregnating her made some deep, primitive part of my brain sit up and roar.

“I…” I held my hands up in surrender. “I haven’t even had anything to eat yet.”

That got a smile from Helen as she waved over a waiter. “Fine… we’ll save this discussion for another time.”

“Where’s your new friend?” Helen asked after I’d ordered my breakfast.

“Lillian?” I asked.

“Mm.”

“She’s still asleep. Erin broke out the strapon last night, and we took both ends.” I said. The waiter brought me some coffee.

“I think she liked it more when she got to use it on me,” Erin said thoughtfully as she took another bite of yogurt. “She seems innocent now, but that’s just because she’s been sheltered. Underneath that sweet exterior beats the heart of a true freak.”

“I suppose you would know,” Helen said and sighed. “A shame I couldn’t join last night.”

“Maybe once she warms up to the idea a little more,” I said after sipping my coffee. Whatever they’d done to it, it was damn good.

“Oh?” Helen asked. “You’re picking up another stray?”

“No,” I said. “I have my hands full already, and I don’t think she’d enjoy the life.”

“Well, unless we come back to visit her, this is it for me.”

I gestured around the room. “Helen… I bought a fucking castle. We’re coming back to visit.”

“Fair enough,” Helen said. Her smile was a little sheepish as if I’d caught her flat-footed. She didn’t usually trip up like that.

“You okay?”

“Yes,” she said a little too quickly.

“Hey,” I said, touching her chin and directing it toward me. “It’s me and Erin here.”

Helen sighed, and her shoulders dropped half an inch as the tension left them. “I might be a little nervous,” she admitted.

“What about?” Erin said as she put her yogurt down and reached out to cover one of Helen’s hands.

“The partnership.”

Helen was returning to New York today because she no longer had the duty of being my lawyer. She was now one of three partners for Yunger, Price, and VanCamp—one of the largest and most prestigious law firms in the Northeast. She’d taken over her husband’s share of the company after I demanded he be removed, all thanks to the fact that I was by far their biggest and most important client. That was also the only reason I’d been allowed to whisk their newest partner off for a two-week European excursion. They had managed without her, but at the end of the day, Helen was a partner and needed to return to New York to at least set up her affairs.