It’s Complicated But It Doesn’t Have To Be

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LATER THAT SAME NIGHT

Melissa is lying in bed “Melissa? You still awake?” Brock asked quietly

“Yeah. I’ve not been able to sleep. My brain is awake. And I can’t shut it off.” Melissa said while sniffling.

She felt Brock move on the bed. The dimly lit lamp he had turned on shone in the dark. Turning to face Melissa. “Oh honey.” Brock said when he saw her tear stained face. He hugged her tightly.

“Why Brock? Who would do this to me? To my business?” Melissa cried. She didn’t care if Brock saw her feeling vulnerable. “Do you think this is the same person who killed my dog? The security files are an issue but that can be fixed. I feel violated by the fact someone took my underwear. They’d taken something that goes onto my body, the most sacred part of it and took them.”

Brock felt angry at this fact. He could understand why Melissa felt this way. Someone had searched through her clothes and took the items. Melissa sobbed in his arms. Brock comforted her when suddenly he hit upon an idea.

“Why don’t I stay here with you for a while? Till this guy gets caught? I will protect you. And with the business at the moment I can work remotely. So I will be here most of the time. It’s your choice obviously.”

Melissa looked up at him from within his arms. “Melissa baby, I think you should take tomorrow off. Just try to relax. I will be here with you.”

Melissa nodded. Brock was amazing. He’d looked after her, soothed her, kept her sane. She didn’t know if she fully deserved a guy like him. Feeling safer with Brock by her side she fell asleep.

A FEW DAYS LATER.

“Brock are you nearly ready.” Melissa asked as the handsome guy stepped out of the bathroom. No matter how many times he took a shower and wrapped a towel around his waist Melissa was always friendly stunned.

Standing there in an off the shoulder royal blue A-line dress, with a sweetheart neckline. She was putting in sapphire stud earrings. Brock looked over at Melissa as she finished putting finishing touches to her look. Brock grinned. They were going to a party of friends of Melissa’s family. The White family. But they were going as a couple. Brock noticed Melissa watching him, he smirked inwardly. He loved watching her reactions. Melissa walked close to him to grab her heels when he grabbed her and dipped her into a long kiss.

“You know, we could just skip the party and stay in.” He raised an eyebrow. Melissa giggled, he thought back to earlier in the week. She was still a little scared but nowhere near as much. There had been no other incidents. The police were still looking into it. So when this invitation came Brock told Melissa that she should let her hair down, it was after all a New Year’s Eve party albeit a few days later.

Melissa brought Brock out of his reverie “Come on we’re going to be late.” She said grabbing her shoes as he held onto her waist, pulling her backwards so she could feel his muscles chest against her back.

Kissing her neck he walked his lips up to her ear and nibbled it. “You look so freakin’ gorgeous.” Melissa slipped out of his arms as they relaxed, “We have to go darling. We’re going to be late.”

Brock pouted but put on his suit. Melissa’s jaw dropped, Brock looked amazing in his black three piece suit. He saw her eyeing him. Brock knew he looked good in a suit. His height and broad shoulders made the suit fit well. And if he was honest it was the only thing he really spoiled himself with.

Tying his royal blue tie to match the party’s theme and Melissa’s dress. He could see Melissa fidget nervously, after finishing his tie he crooked his arm as he approached her and said in his best faux British accent “M’Lady would you do me the honour of accompanying me to the ball?”

Melissa laughed “Your British accent is getting better.” She remarked remembering the day after the break in where they’d played a game of “Who could do the best accent?” Although neither were authentic at the opposites accent Brock was infinitely the worse.

Grabbing her clutch bag she held onto Brock’s arm as they went to the car.

“I’m driving.” Brock declared once at Melissa Porsche.

“Ok. That means I can have a drink or two.” She announced.

Brock raised an eyebrow, getting in the car they drove to the Whites mansion. Getting out Brock handed the keys to the valet. And joined Melissa round the other side of the car as she straightened her dress.

“Ah Melissa, my darling.” Mrs White announced coming down the stairs to greet them both. “And who is is this handsome man?” Mrs White noticed Brock who gave her his award winning smile.

“Mrs White…” Melissa started before being interrupted “I’ve told you before dear it’s Delilah.”

“Delilah” Melissa corrected “This is Brock Milligan, my boyfriend.” Melissa looked at Brock as she said the word boyfriend she saw something she never thought she’d see. Brock’s smile got wider.

“Come in dear.” Delilah said “Jackson and Julian are here. Somewhere.” She then went to greet other guests.

Melissa walked into the banquet hall with Brock on her arm and was suddenly tackled nearly being knocked to the floor. “Mels.” Jackson announced letting her go.

“Jackson. This is my boyfriend Brock Milligan. Brock this is Jackson White, and next to him is Julian.”

Julian held out his hand, to shake. He was as tall as Brock, with short spiky black hair, big green eyes and an olive complexion. “Nice to meet you. I hope you’re treating our girl Melissa well.” Julian said.

Melissa and Jackson were the only ones who knew that Julian had had a drink, because his broad Texan accent would appear to only them.

Brock walked to where the temporary bar is. “Hey you’ll be waiting forever and a day to get some service here.” Came the voice to his left. Brock looked and saw a good looking guy about his height, with blonde hair and green eyes. “Christopher but my friends call me Chris.” The stranger said offering his hand for a shake. “Mrs White has made it her mission to try and set me up with single, successful women. I’m CEO of a construction business, I don’t have time to date. Are you here by yourself or with someone?” Chris warned him of inevitable doom from Mrs White. Brock pointed over to Melissa who was now being bored to death by some old guy who wanted to discuss the stock exchange.“Wow she’s gorgeous. You’re really batting above aren’t you.” Chris said jovially “Yeah I know dude. I count my lucky stars she said yes to going out with me.” They carried on talking and Brock said “Listen I’ve always wanted to try something but I wondered how you feel about it.” Chris Listened to the other guys request. Melissa looked over to where Brock was standing. With pleading eyes she begged him to come rescue her. This guy was influential but boring as hell. She kept smiling and nodding to this boring guy. Chris and Brock looked over to where Melissa was sitting. A few minutes later Chris said “Shouldn’t you be getting back to that gorgeous woman of yours? I’m going to hide for a bit, to throw Mrs White off my scent.” After a few drinks and some dances, Brock slipped his arm around Melissa’s waist. Pulling her in close he whispered in her ear. “I want you. And I don’t know if I can wait until we get home.” Melissa had drank more than normal. Her eyes twinkled from the alcohol, she wasn’t drunk she wasn’t tipsy. Melissa grinned and giggled. Brock took her drink and placed it on the table where they were sitting. The royal blue and white tablecloth, had already had many glasses on it from passerby’s who had placed their drinks there.

Brock stood up taking Melissa’s hand and led her outside. Standing there for a second he scanned the garden, before his eyes settled on a wood and glass summer house, at the bottom of the garden. “Hmmm we won’t be seen there.” He mumbled to himself.

Pulling a daydreaming Melissa with him Brock made his way through throng of people, before walking across the lawn, and down the little hill towards the summer house. Brock turned the handle and to his surprise he found it open. The summerhouse was large, with glass windows on all but one wall, it was lit by on fairy lights, which gave it a subtle low lighting. Shutting the door behind him, he pulled Melissa close, and kissed her. She pulled away and said “Here?” As she breathed out. Brock nodded and started kissing her neck, as he did so Melissa tilted her head back and let out a moan.

Putting a hand on her dress he pulled the body down to her waist revealing her beautiful, firm breasts and her hard pink n*****s. The noise and music from the party could be heard clearly, indicating that hosts and guests weren’t that far away. Melissa admitted as Brock’s hand traced her hard n****e and his tongue traced the other.

“Ahem.” Came a voice from within the summer house. “Crap” squeaked Melissa. Covering her bare chest and trying to pull up the body of her dress.

“Sorry to disturb you. I just thought you should know I was here.” The guy stood up. Melissa could see him in the dim light. His short blonde hair shinning in the dim glow, his green eyes seemed luminous in the dark, Melissa could tell he worked out.

“I’m Chris.” Chris stuck his hand out for Brock and Melissa to shake. “I work for Evans construction.”

“I’m Melissa this is my boyfriend Brock.” Melissa said quietly. Brock shook Chris’s hand. “We’ve already met. At the bar earlier.”

She had to admit Chris was gorgeous, not as handsome as Brock but gorgeous all the same. Melissa started to daydream about what it’s be like to his hands on her. Shaking her head from her thoughts.

She saw the guys talking quietly. Then Chris walked back over towards her as Brock turned and faced her.

“Darling.” Broke said “We’ve been talking and we’re agreed but we’d both like to f**k you. At the same time. If you don’t want to, fine. Chris will leave.”

Both guys looked at Melissa as she smiled and nodded. She couldn’t believe her luck. Both handsome gorgeous guys wanted to f**k her.

Brock sat on the windowsill that ran the full area of the summerhouse. Taking two steps towards Melissa, Chris kissed her, and walked her back towards Brock. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted the long skirt of her dress. Exposing her nude coloured thong slipping his hand between her legs he found her core soaking wet. Melissa gasped in surprise which caused her to stop kissing Chris.

Unspoken words went between then as Chris dived down underneath Melissa’s skirt as he slipped her thong off. Pulling the skirt over his whole body, he proceeded to lick and suck on her hard, little c******s. Inserting two fingers into her wet hole. Melissa’s legs started to shake, as Chris did this Brock stood and pulled the body of her dress down. “Where were we?” He mumbled to Melissa who could only gasp and moan, because of Chris’s tongue and fingers.

Putting his mouth to her n*****s which were hard again, he sucked, licked and gently bit at the little pink buds. Melissa put her hands in his hair. When suddenly Melissa’s entire body began to tremble. Brock smirked and knew she was being tipped over the edge of her orgasm. Brock pulled away and undid the zipper on his suit trousers, his large hard member standing proud. Chris came out from under Melissa’s dress with his own c**k at the ready. Brock said to Melissa “Suck him.” Melissa smiled and dropped to her knees taking Chris’s large hard member into her mouth. Chris sucked in through his teeth, “God that’s good.” Melissa sucked at Chris’s member taking the entire length into her mouth. Brock grabbed Melissa’s waist pulling her onto all fours. Both guys kneeled, to give better access. Brock pulled up Melissa dress. Inserting two fingers into Melissa’s soaking wet post orgasmic p***y. Melissa let out a loud moan. As Brock’s two fingers worked Melissa’s p***y, Brock held her hand and placed it round his now throbbing member.

Brock looked down at Melissa and he loved what he saw, his smart, sexy, amazing, beautiful girlfriend on her hands and knees, sucking and licking another mans c**k, he watched it disappear inch by inch, and realised Chris was large but not as large as him. He could see her beautiful hands take his c**k and stroke him, Chris’s hands were in her hair, guiding her speed. His eyes were closed and Brock could tell he was getting close to releasing his seed inside her throat.

This thought made Brock insert more fingers inside her. Melissa let out a squeal. He knew he would have to because Chris had agreed that he wanted both himself and Brock inside Melissa. Brock looked down again and all four of his fingers plus his thumb inside her dripping wet p***y.

Brock could feel his own orgasm getting closer and closer, Chris was finishing his organismic thrusts shooting down her throat.

“C’mere babygirl.” Melissa turned towards him, he took his c**k out of her hands, and finished stroking, his orgasm came quickly. Melissa opened her mouth, small traces of Chris’s semen were on her tongue. “Close your mouth baby.” He said Melissa complied

Then he squirted his hot seed all over her face. ‘s**t. I’ve never come so much.’ Brock thought as he shot the last of his hot seed over her face.

Pulling her waist up, Melissa’s hands were on the floor and her feet were flat. Chris thrust inside her. “God. You feel so good.” Thrusting harder and harder Melissa cried out, her mouth open Brock thrust inside her mouth. The angle she was at he went straight down her throat.

He could see her c*m covered face, taking his full length. And Chris behind her thrusting in and out, his hands round her hips, Brock smirked and knew his was rubbing her c**t.

Chris and Brock made eye contact and smiled at each other. Picking one hand up, he pulled her dress u further so the top and bottom of her dress was around her waist, and he brought his palm down on her bare ass. Turning it dark pink. Melissa let out a guttural moan, Chris felt the muscles surrounding his c**k tighten. So he did it again. A loud crack rang out in the summerhouse.

“Yeah baby.” Brock said He could feel his orgasm building. He bent forward to play with Melissa’s hanging breasts. That swung gently from Chris’s rhythmic pounding. Pulling gently on her n*****s she let out a squeak and opened her eyes. Brock looked down lovingly. And the next thing he knew he was thrusting hard and unloading down her throat.

Chris hadn’t c*m yet, withdrawing from her he lay down on the floor. Melissa lowered herself onto his awaiting member, letting out an erotic moan, bouncing up and down on Chris’s hard c**k, Brock pushed her forward, lying her front onto Chris’s hard chest, lifting her hips slightly, Brock pulled her toward him, slowly sliding his c**k in on top of Chris’s.

Bringing tears to Melissa’s eyes. Brock and Chris both sat up. Melissa could feel her p***y was full. Both Brock and Chris were inside her. All three started to move in time. Quickly finding a rhythm Brock kissed her neck, hitting the sweet spot on her pulse point. Chris’s head dropped to her chest. Taking it into his mouth, Brock’s left hand burrowing between Chris and Melissa finding her hard button of nerves he quickly rubbed at it, causing Melissa to tremble as he touched her.

Before long all three were close to orgasm. The two guys were getting faster, and harder. All three let out deep moans. And the two guys orgasmed inside Melissa hot, slightly swollen, wet p***y.

Collapsing onto the floor all three of them were panting and covered in sweat. Chris quickly got up, putting his own d**k away he left Brock and Melissa on the floor, Melissa shuffled over into Brock’s arms. Neither had said a thing. “Thank you.” Melissa said.

“What for?” Brock asked looking down confused. “Just thank you.” Melissa pushed her face into the crook of Brock’s neck.

They were both satisfied. Crooking a finger under her chin, Brock kissed her, deeply. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Melissa smiled as she said this. And the two fell asleep in the summerhouse.