She handed out drinks for about fifteen minutes before Carter circled past while she was talking to Candy.
“Hey Carter, this is my friend Candy that I told you about over dinner,” she introduced her friend. Carter’s eyes undressed her with his eyes.
“Nice to meet you Candy.”
“Nice to meet you Carter,” Candy replied, biting her lip and twirling a strand of her brown hair around a finger.
“Good God she’s almost as bad as you,” Carter laughed, speaking to Brandi.
“Oh no, I’m much worse than Brandi,” Candy teased.
“Right well, about our conversation before Brandi, you might want to um, you know, move along, it seems Brian was quite interested to hear your argument.”
“Oh cool, thanks.”
“I’ll see you a bit later,” Carter said, taking a drink from Brandi’s tray.
“What the fuck was that about?” Candy asked her friend when Carter had moved on.
“I um, kind of hinted I might like, do some stuff to get Dad’s bonus paid?”
“Do some stuff?”
“You know, like, blow jobs, hand jobs that sort of thing?”
“Kind of sort of?”
“I may have already sucked Carter’s cock a bit. And it might just be huge. I’ll catch up with you a bit later.”
Candy tried to protest her departure in search of more answers, but Brandi slipped away. She made her way back to her parent’s bedroom where she found Brian Wellington waiting for her. He was middle-aged, white and nothing extraordinary.
“Hi there, Brandi is it?” he asked confidently in a deep voice.
“That’s me. And you’re Brian I take it.”
“Indeed I am. I hear you had a rather persuasive argument as to why your father should be paid a bonus?”
“Um, how much did Carter tell you?”
“Enough to think that top isn’t necessary,” Brian replied. Brandi smiled at him.
“Guess that saves some awkward conversation!” She slipped her top down and exposed her breasts.
“May I?” Brian asked, a hand reaching toward her tit.
“You may,” Brandi answered with a smile. His hand closed over her breast, squeezing firmly.
“Now that is surely one of the world’s natural wonders.”
“Thank you,” Brandi smiled. Her other breast was taken in his other hand and Brandi reached for his pants to release them. Brian wasn’t in perfect shape, but Brandi was at least grateful he wasn’t grossly overweight.
She dropped to her knees as she dragged his pants down, exposing his already hard cock. It was average, nowhere near the size of Carter’s. She didn’t feel the same need to play up to Brian as she had to Carter. After all, Brian was already committed. She took him in hand, thumb and forefinger circled around the base, palm against his abdomen and then sucked his dick into her mouth. She used her tongue, swirling it around the head and fluttering it against the underside as her lips slid up and down. She felt Brian’s hands on her head and was ready to clamp down on him if he started face-fucking her, but fortunately, he didn’t go there, he simply rested his hands there as she worked his cock.
She gave him a serviceable blow job designed to get him off quickly rather than being anything spectacular. It wasn’t too long and she had him grunting and groaning, his hips thrusting his cock toward her mouth. She felt him tense up and then he exploded, his hot salty cum flooding her mouth. Thinking of her Dad’s bonus, she swallowed his orgasm down.