The Arrangement [Box Set] by Abby Weeks Page A

possible. With his finger driving in and out of her bum he planted his mouth on her vagina and licked and sucked her clitoris and she began to think she was going to reach orgasm. His finger was pumping in and out, faster and faster, and she felt the thrill of it rise up inside her and reach it’s peak. It had to be the peak. She couldn’t take any more. She couldn’t even think enough to be afraid of how she looked or sounded, she just ground her pelvis against his face and let him do what he wanted to her anus and pussy. She had no idea how long it continued.
    She screamed out when at last she came and the men all sighed and seemed to experience the climax with her. Then Herb took a step back to make way for Walter.
    Walter came up to her and stood between her legs, and in the aftermath of the climax she had just had, and with all the power and pleasure that was intoxicating her flowing through her veins, she did something that would have been unthinkable to her before. She kicked off one of her black shoes and put her foot in Walter’s face and firmly pushed him away.
    —No, she said. Nothing for you, tonight.



I
    A PRIL MASTERSON SAT ON HER stunning new balcony overlooking the Potomac and made a decision. She decided that she would do her honest best to find happiness in this new life and the strange arrangement that it entailed. She could manage that. She had to.
    The house was stunning. The main balcony had its own balustraded staircase of Italian marble leading down to the pool. She’d just gotten back from yet another shopping spree with Mark, the interior designer. They’d put the whole thing on Herb Kingsley’s personal account, again. Mark had talked her into buying a real fireplace for the patio, fed by a gas line from the house and she was looking down at the men installing it now. They’d also bought a suite of furniture to go with the fireplace. Her poolside was more comfortable now than most people’s living rooms now. The installation crew was also putting in a full barbecue and grill close to the seating area. They said they might as well do it since they were installing a gas line. She and Walter could cook down there too now, if they ever cooked that was.
    She had never been an overly materialistic person but looking down at the men creating the new poolside area, she couldn’t help letting her mouth form a smile. She did like it here. She loved it. She loved the feeling that everything was being taken care of. It made her feel safe, secure, and more than anything in life, security was what was important to April.
    When she first arrived at the new house she’d felt a little guilty about letting Herb foot the bill for everything. He’d given them this enormous house, paid for her shopping spree with Mark, and had even given Walter a new car. It all seemed too much. After what happened at the party the other night though, she was beginning to feel differently about that. She felt more entitled to it all now. She felt that she was doing her own part to earn all these luxuries. She was giving Herb and the other partners in the firm something that they wanted very much, something pleasurable, and that made her feel like this home and this new life belonged to her. She felt less and less like she was going to wake up and find that everything had disappeared or that it had all just been a dream. By letting the partners all enjoy her sexually, she was making her position secure and safe. At least, that’s what she told herself as she leaned back on the recliner and sipped her wine.
    Not that the events at the party hadn’t shocked her. They had, deeply. She’d never in her wildest dreams imagined that something like that could happen, not just to her but to anyone. It was obscene. She knew it was.
    But she was willing to do it in order to feel secure in her surroundings. She would do whatever it took to please the partners if it meant she and her children would be taken care of. Now that she