The Ashtor’s & Me

Jasper

It's been a month since Jaxon and I took over the company. Things are finally going smoothly as problems started to subside. I now know exactly what is required of me in this industry and I play my role exquisitely. The women at this company always have their eyes on Jaxon and me, despite the rumors circulating both outside and inside the building. There are rumors of me being a ladies' man, being dominant, and always getting what I want without taking no for an answer. There are even rumors about my prowess in the bedroom.

Despite the rumors, I walk around with my head held high and my chin up, displaying fierce confidence in my steps and everything I do.

When I walk into the office on Friday afternoon while Emilia is on her lunch break, I freeze in my steps at the scene unfolding in front of me. Jaxon has the receptionist on all fours on the black suede couch. Her hair is messy and her face is contorted, displaying the pleasure she is experiencing. Her mouth is wide open and her eyes are glossy from the pounding she is receiving.

“Didn’t I tell you, no employees?” I glance over at Jaxon who is in the mist of gripping her hair, pulling her head back as he speeds up mercilessly.

"Oh, brother," Jaxon pants, "Why don't you come and join us? I know she wouldn't mind." The receptionist obviously didn't mind, since she didn't oppose. She just let Jaxon continue.

I stand by the door for a few seconds before closing it all the way. A hint of hunger flashes in my eyes as I watch the scene in front of me. I chuckle at the sight and begin walking over to the couch where Jaxon and the receptionist are. I stand in front of her face then, I proceed to undo some of the buttons on my shirt. I stop half way as my c*ck grows massive in my pants, twitching at the sound of her moans filling the office. I pull out my stiff member through the opening of the zipper and it slings out, standing tall and hard. I then grip her hair tightly pulling her head back, causing her to open her mouth.

The receptionist sticks her tongue out for me and with my free hand, I grab my massive crotch. I gently pat it on her tongue before she begins to swallow me whole. I begin to aggressively pound into her mouth, her muffled moans vibrating around my manhood. I toss my head back in pleasure and close my eyes while I bite my lip, enjoying her gagging sounds. When I look down, I see tears form in her eyes then stream down her cheeks. I love it.

Jaxon grabs her wrists, pulling her arms back towards him and holding her arms down in place, as he drills her a new h*le. “F**K!! You’re so tight and wet” Jaxon expresses as his face contorts from the orgasm building up inside of his stomach. Jaxon goes so deep inside her, hitting her cervix making her toes curl violently. With one final thrust, Jaxon lets out a roar, his hips buckle as his semen fills the condom inside of the receptionist.

Jasper strokes into the receptionists mouth 4 more times before finally releasing his seed deep down her throat. He groans deeply, the veins in his arms becoming more visible than ever. He pulls out of her mouth and sighs in relief. When he finally lets go of her hair that he held tightly in her hand, some of her hair is left in his hand. The receptionist is visibly exhausted from taking both of the brothers, she lays on the couch breathing deeply, trying to catch her breath. “Wow, that was amazing” the receptionist expresses before standing up to fix herself. After she is done, it appears as if nothing happened between the three of them. She eventually leaves the office and goes back downstairs.

“How long did it take you to f**k her?” Jasper begins to laugh as he sits on the couch. He serves himself a glass of whiskey from the decanter.

“Took me two days” Jaxon smirks while adjusting his belt. “I know.. you said no employees but I just had to try her. I know you enjoyed it too” Jaxon sits down in the desk chair and turns on the computer.

“It had better have been just her that you brought in here, seriously Jaxon. Even though I enjoyed it, there are some things we keep outside of work, like tag-teaming women.” Jaspers voice becomes serious and he stares at Jaxon waiting for his response. Before Jaxon can respond, there is a knock on the door.

"Come in," Jaxon shouts. Emilia walks in. Her fragrance immediately fills the room. I look away from her and grab my laptop from the round glass office table in front of me. I can feel Jaxon’s eyes on me as Emilia turns around to close the door behind her. She walks over to Jaxon and then me, handing us two separate papers. I grab the sheet of paper and read it at the same time as Jaxon. "This is an invitation to an executive dinner party for Father's birthday." I look over at Jaxon.

“Yeah, and we're going. Thank you, Emilia.” Jaxon puts the paper down on the desk, and then an idea occurs to him. “Emilia...” he turns to Emilia, who is standing at the edge of the desk and looks into her light ocean blue eyes.

“Yes?” Emilia turns to look at Jaxon.

“You will be attending this dinner with us. After all, our father is very fond of you. No ifs, ands, or buts. It is final.” Jaxon sits back in his chair and crosses his arms, displaying determination.

Emilia is flabbergasted by the fact that she has just been invited to a dinner party to celebrate among the rich. She looks over at Jasper, confusion evident in her eyes. "That's right," Jasper looks up from his laptop and into Emilia's eyes. "We will call our designer and have him create an outfit for you. After all, you will be going with us and have to look your best." Jaxon smirks at the sound of this.

Emilia gives a defeated but frustrated sigh, and her shoulders slouch. "I would be honored to join this dinner party," Emilia turns around, walks to the door, reaches for the doorknob, twists it, lets herself out, and leaves them be.

Once Emilia is out of sight, Jasper crumbles up his invitation and throws it at Jaxon, hitting him in the face. "Ouch," Jaxon says sarcastically. "What was that for, Jaxon?! I already said no employers!" Jasper sighs and lays back on the couch with his arm over his face.

"Bro, I know what you said, but Emilia is different. I can tell, I can feel it. She will be mine, or yours, or ours...eventually. And, I know you feel the same, no matter how hard you try to hide it and no matter how much you try to pretend she doesn't matter to you. I see the looks you give her." Jaxon rolls his chair back and smirks at Jasper.

Jasper remains silent and begins to get lost in his thoughts. "Do I feel a certain way about this girl? Is Jaxon right? Nah.. it’s probably all in my head. But knowing Jaxon, he won’t give up until I find my answers, or until he finds his. We’ll find out soon enough.”……..