It's May. She wants to borrow Tommy for a bit.

"Hello, Nickolas." It's May, her voice deep and husky; she drips sex when she speaks.

"It's nice to hear from you, May," he says, "but how did you get my number?"

"I asked Kate for it."

"And she just handed it out?' Nick grunted, acting annoyed. "I'll have to get onto her about that."

"Don't. She made me tell her what I needed, and it tickled her so much she gave it up for me. I can be very persuasive, you know."

"I've experienced that before." Memories of that night fly through his head, and he gets hard just from the thought of her pushing back against him.

She laughs at the compliment. "You remember I run a business as a professional domme, right?"

"It's not an image that could ever leave my mind," he intones, playful. He sees the front door open, Tommy coming in with a bag of what looks like new lingerie. She sees him on the phone, and raises her eyebrows in curiousity. He smiles and motions her over.

"Flatterer." She sounds pleased. "I need to ask if Tommy might be available this weekend."

"Here, you can ask her yourself," Nick says. "She just walked in." He reaches over and presses the speaker button on the phone. "Tommy, darling, May has a question for you."

"Hi, May," Tommy chirps. "No, you can't steal me away, I'm Nicki's girl."

"I would never dream of it, dear," May purrs. "You two were made for each other some place very perverse and fun."

Tommy slips into the sofa seat next to Nick, gripping his thigh. She's visibly pleased. "What do you need?"

"Do you feel comfortable with the techniques Laz and I showed you?"

"Mmmmhmmm," Tommy says, her cock beginning to grow inside her cut-offs. She looks at Nick, and turns enough to lift one of her legs up and swing it to his other side so she's leaned back against the arm of the sofa, straddling him. He gets the hint, reaching down to unbuckle her jeans. She gives a happy little giggle.

"Oh, for God's sake," May grumps. "Can't you two take a break for a few minutes?"

"Ummm, no?" Tommy jokes, then gasps as Nick yanks her shorts and panties off, freeing her slender cock. As he bends forward and takes her into his mouth, her eyes close, her hand sliding into her lover's hair.

"Can you focus through being butt-fucked long enough to help me out, or are you too far gone already?"

"Ungh," Tommy groans as Nick sucks her into his mouth and swirls his tongue around her. He can already taste her. "Not fucking, but I'd say hurry before you lose me."

There is a slight pause, and May's voice sounds intrigued. "Should I even ask what he's doing to you, or will it be hotter if I just imagine it?"

Nick's pumping her shaft with his hand as he sucks her cock, pulling from the base of her cock to the tip, wringing her dick, building her up. "What- what do you need?" Tommy's eyes are squeezed shut now, her face flushed, her legs wriggling and grasping the sides of his head, her hand tightening in his hair.

"I need an extra assistant at a party this Friday night. Upscale, lots of rich people. You can bring Nick as your guest and he can wander around and watch the show as long as you both promise not to sneak off to fuck when I need you working."

Tommy's breath comes out ragged, but she holds it together. "Yes, can you send me the details you can email me through Kate okay, ohgodbyebye-"

She punches the off button, almost knocking the phone to the floor as Nick's mouth gets coated with her salty-sweet cum. He works her through her orgasm, sucking her dry as she squeals and babbles his name over and over.