It seemed liked a cushy gig: take care of the expansive an beautiful manor of Ardent Hearth during the off season. Nicky takes the job and finds herself working alongside the adorkable Arthur and the luscious Rose. Everything seems to be going well. Maybe a bit too well. Soon, the biggest problem in Nicky’s life is balancing her growing affection for both both of her coworkers, lest she give in to her desires and cause all sort of drama.
One night awaking from a very good dream, Nicky wakes to find there’s something new in her pajama bottoms, something only men are supposed to have. In a panic, she rushes to Rose’s room in the dead of night, knocks, and is greeted with the last words she expected:
“Oh, not you too.”
This seven thousand word tale is the first volume of Ardent Hearth Manor by Randall Rogue.
Author: Randall Rogue
Length: 7000 words.
“Do you think maybe if I get it to, you know, go off, that’d help?”
Biting her lower lip in the dim light of the bedroom, Rose’s eyes found Nicky’s. “Are you asking for help?”
Nicky could hear her heartbeat in her ears. “This isn’t how I imagined this, but I wouldn’t say no.”
She saw Rose’s hand lift and move toward her, then pause and pull back. They looked at each other for a moment and Rose’s eyebrows scrunched together. “I kind of want to, but is this a good idea?”
Nicky knew what she meant. They’d flirted a bit before; there had been an attraction there, but there were other things to consider. In the circumstances, though, all of those things seemed less important, less real. She put her hand on top of Rose’s and squeeze it. “It’s OK if you don’t want to, but would you please at least stay nearby while I try myself. If something weird happens, I don’t want to be alone.”
Then, they were kissing. Rose’s lips were soft, and her sweet clean smell filled Nicky’s nose. Parting her lips, she let Rose’s tongue play along hers as she felt a hand lift the hem of her shirt, glide along her skin and over the mound beneath her panties, which began to grow hard again.
When Rose’s fingertips hooked under the waistband of her panties, Nicky pulled her lips away to look down as if she might see that this was all not real. Her cock was already hard though, and she watched as Rose took it in hand and began to gently stroke it. It felt good, different than having fingers or a cock within her, but very good.
“Do you want me to suck you off?” Rose whispered, leaning in close to Nicky’s ear.
“I guess I am curious what it’s like.”
“Well, let’s not waste your chance to find out like I did mine.”