Primeval Fanfic: An entertaining Friday night

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Title: An entertaining Friday night
Author: TalliW
Characters: Jenny,Cutter, Lester
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: Primeval are the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun. So don't bother me.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to fredbassett for beta-reading. I couldn't have done it without you.

A/N:  I'm hiding blushing under the desk and mumbling insanely: "I did so not write this."
Moral of the story : never sit in a boring meeting about effective safeguards and let your mind wander.;)



It all started with the Home Office's crazy idea of installing new safety measures in the ARC after an incident with a noisy reporter. The idea per se was not entirely stupid but the firm who got the job was a bad choice. Sure, they were the cheapest but perhaps the government should have asked how they'd managed to undercut all their business rivals.

Nick was on edge. What could be so important that he had to come back to the ARC on a Friday evening? It wasn't an Anomaly, he knew that, otherwise the other team members would have called him as well. All the short mobile call had told him was to report to Lester's office at once.

Enraged, he stormed into the building, straight through the new automatic door into the office.

"Cutter, don't let the door close," two people yelled.

But the warning came too late. The door slipped shut behind Cutter.

James Lester rolled his eyes, irritated. "I'm surrounded by morons," he sighed.

Nick turned around and tried to open the door. It was stuck. He tried harder, jerking on the doorhandle, but to no avail.

"I don't know why, but the door only opens from the outside. The installers must have done something wrong," Jenny Lewis told him.

"I'll just call Stephen," Nick said, perplexed. He groped in his coat pocket for his mobile phone and found nothing.
"Oh, I think I forgot to take it off charge."

"Cutter," Lester said in annoyance. "The battery in my mobile died after I called you."

Nick looked over to Jenny. She just shrugged, apologetically: "My mobile is in my handbag and I left that in my car."

"Why do I always have to suffer for the sloppiness of others?" Lester moaned.

"We still have the phone," Nick Cutter said and headed over to the desk.

"No, we have not. " Lester told him, indignantly. "The halfwit from the so-called safety firm has cut the wrong cable, by accident.
The phone company can't repair it before Tuesday."

"Perhaps we could smash the door. It's not the best way to get out of here but it's better than being trapped inside."

"All offices were equipped with unbreakable and soundproofed glass panels last week," Lester declared.

Cutter groaned. "Don't tell me I have to spend my whole Friday night with you."

"Just hope someone gets here soon or it will be the whole weekend," Lester said bitchily.

Time passed slowly.

After trying and failing to keep a conversation going, Nick had started to pace back and forth in the office.

Lester worked on a file and cast disapproving glances at Cutter every once in a while.

Jenny could almost see steam coming out of Lester's ears at Nick's behaviour.

"Hey, we could pass time with some games." Nick said enthusiastically some minutes later and started:
 "I spy with my little eye... " Nick looked around. There was currently not much to see in the sterile office. "...someone as stiff as a board with a scowl on his face," he finished.

Jenny giggled.

"Cutter, please try to keep your mouth shut for just a few minutes before I give in to the impulse to strangle you. And stop pacing!" Lester grumbled.

Some time later James Lester closed his file with a weary sigh.

Cutter turned around to him. "There must be something in this horrible office we could do." Nick said, clearly stressed.
"Damn it, Lester, give me some of your files. Doing paper work is better than sitting here and dying of boredom."

"Sorry, all done now," Lester replied smugly. "You'll just have to entertain yourself."
Then he opened one of his desk drawers, took out a book and started reading.

"Wood carving for beginners," Nick read loud and burst out laughing.

James Lester rolled his eyes: "If you must know, it was a Christmas gift from Leek. A rather inane gift, I must admit." Annoyed, Lester put the book back in his drawer.
Then he remembered something, opened another drawer and pulled out a bottle of raspberry brandy.

"Another gift from Leek, something useful for a change. I got it for my birthday."

After that Lester presented them with a pack of cards.

"Another one of Leek's gifts?" Cutter asked, smirking.

"No, just something to help me relax. Playing Patience is well known as a stress reducing activity. Something I dearly need in this institution," Lester told them with a solemn face.

So the three trapped people sat down to play cards.

After some quiet rounds of rummy and some sips of the raspberry brandy straight out of the bottle for the winner, Cutter got bored again.

Nick had had a lucky hand in the game and the alcohol had relaxed him enough to ask boldly: "Did either of you ever play strip-poker at school?"

Lester raised his eyebrows. Jenny blushed.

"You're lucky, Cutter, I'll blame your insane question on the alcohol and won't fire you."

"Come on, Lester, even someone like you must have had some fun in your youth. Just answer the question and I'll get off your back."

"I wish it were so easy to get rid of you," Lester sighed. "All right, we played strip poker in school and I was a very decent player. I was always one of the last people with his clothes still on. Happy now, Cutter?"

Jenny watched their bickering with amusement. It was almost like verbal foreplay, she thought and knowing Nick, he wouldn't let Lester off the hook so lightly.

And yes, two rounds of rummy later, he started again: "Lester, do you really think you're such a good poker player? I wasn't bad myself and I would be delighted to show you my skills."

"You're not so far gone as to think I really would play strip poker with you," Lester puffed.

"It could be fun."
Nick leaned over to Lester and whispered: "Remember, I'm not the only one here. Have you never wanted to take a glimpse under that nice ladies' suit of Jenny's?"

Pondering that, James Lester leered at Jenny.

"Are you up for a game, Jenny?" he asked.

Jenny bit her lip and weighed the odds. She was a good card player herself and hopefully she would manage not to loose too many clothes in the game to make her go bright red with shame.

"I'm in," she answered, finally.

Nick grasped the cards and dealt five cards to everyone.
"OK. It's draw poker. All cards stay covered. Jenny, you start."

"Ha, Royal Flush! Pay up, Lester. Down with the trousers," Nick grinned.

The next rounds cost Nick his shirt and vest.

Nick had the better cards but was incapable of hiding his glee. Lester had a proper poker face but was still bested by Jenny.

Soon both men were sitting there in their underwear with Jenny still fully dressed.

Then Lester and Cutter played together to beat Jenny. First and foremost as a form of self-protection, as they didn't have many more clothes they could pull off and secondly because they'd agreed that if they had to strip, Jenny should do so as well.

Against their combined prowess Jenny stood little chance. Inch by inch she lost her clothes too.

"We should stop the game before we see or do something we might regret," Lester said with a wolfish look at Nick Cutter who was sitting there currently wearing nothing but his socks and boxershorts.
.

Jenny pouted. It had only just started to become interesting.

A moment later, a slight tipsy Nick walked over to Jenny and finally did what he'd wanted to do for hours. He pressed his face happily into Jenny's cleavage, clad only in a bra.

Lester was  shocked at first then he observed Jenny Lewis' reaction to Cutter's attack with interest.

Jenny didn't push the man away, nor did she slap him. Lester cupped his chin in his hand and continued to watch them with a raised eyebrow.

"I think I'm tiddly." Jenny mumbled, before she took Nick in a fiery kiss.

"Don't you dare make out in front of me," Lester proclaimed.

Nick breathed to Jenny conspiratorially, "He's really bad tempered right now. Do you think you could raise his spirits with a kiss as well?"

"We'll see," she grinned mischievously and sauntered over to James Lester. First she caressed his cheek then she pressed her lips onto his mouth.

To her surprise, Lester responded passionately.

When Jenny finally broke the kiss, they were both panting slightly.

Lester stood in front of her, breathing heavily, with a noticeable bulge in his shorts and rasped: "Have you ever done it with two men, Jenny? I've heard it's a fantasy a lot of woman have."

Nick lifted his head in astonishment at this unexpected turn of events.

Both men waited anxiously for her answer.

'What the hell was she doing here? She must be really drunk to be considering that offer,' Jenny thought to herself.

But two attractive men at her disposal was something she really had fantasised about. And recently her dream men had become quite similar to the men she currently worked with.

"Why don't you try and find out for yourselves if it really is something I would like," Jenny breathed, flustered, shocked by her own audacity.

She didn't need to say anything else. Instantly, Nick Cutter grasped the coat he had been wearing earlier and spread it out on the floor.
Then he pulled Jenny down onto it and started kissing and touching her whilst gently tugging her last garments out of the way.

Five minutes later he lay on top of her naked body.

Nick felt Jenny groaning and squirming under him as he pushed his shorts down and settled between her legs.

"Cutter, who told you you could go first?" Lester demanded, clearly upset.

But Nick Cutter was too busy thrusting into the pliant body under him to take any notice of the annoyed civil servant.
Jenny felt too good around him. It had been too long and he couldn't last. With a cry he soon came, his face pressed into the neck of the beautiful woman beneath him to stifle the name he actually wanted to shout.

Slightly disgusted, Lester handed Jenny some tissues as Nick rolled from her body.

"Now watch and learn, Cutter! I'll show you how a real man satisfies a woman."

Quickly, Lester discarded his underwear and moved down to Jenny. He kissed her gently and fondled her breasts. Then with a pleasable sigh he finally slipped inside her.

Nick had to give Lester credit, the man really was very persevering. But he probably had regular sex so it was hardly surprising.

After watching them for some minutes, Nick Cutter sat down in irritation and started to flip through a file on Lester's desk.

Lester and Jenny both finally peaked with a loud cry and Lester lay down next to her.

Jenny waved Cutter closer and he cuddled up to Jenny on the other side. Gently, he kissed her on the lips whilst Lester peppered her neck with soft kisses.
Jenny closed her eyes happily and caressed both men tenderly.

"Do you know what I really would like?" Jenny whispered some time later. "I want to see you two share a kiss."

Startled, Lester and Cutter looked at her.

"It would turn me on so much," Jenny purred and let her tongue glide over her lips.

Cutter gulped. Her behaviour aroused him more than anything had ever done before. He loved strong-minded woman who knew what they wanted.

He was willing to fulfill her wish just to make her happy.

Nick sat up and asked James Lester challengingly: "You aren't afraid of a kiss, Lester, are you?"

"Of course not," replied Lester. Quickly, he leaned over, grasped Cutter by the hair and pressed his mouth onto the lips of the blond man.

What should have been be a quick peck on the lips got intense as Cutter brought his tongue into action. Feeling the wet tip of a tongue against his upper lip, Lester involuntarily opened his lips. Cutter's tongue slid in and started to explore the inside of Lester's mouth.

When James Lester draw back some minutes later he looked a bit dazed.

"Oh dearie me... Jenny whispered. "That was so sexy watching you kissing." She first drew Nick down to peck him on the lips and afterwards Lester got the same treatment.

"To see two sexy men together makes me so hot," Jenny sighed.

Nick watched Jenny's bosom heave and pressed his rising erection against her side, whilst burrowing his head against her left breast.

When Lester saw Nick closing his mouth on Jenny's hard nipple he did the same on the other breast.

Jenny enjoyed the attention to her breasts, but it was not enough. She grasped Nick's hand and led him down between her legs.

Lester watched this and then he touched her the same way. Carefully, Nick pushed his forefinger inside her wet tunnel and Lester followed his example by adding a second finger.

With a steady rhythm they finger-fucked Jenny and drove her quickly toward an intense orgasm.

As Jenny cried out and clenched her vaginal muscles around their fingers they slowly withdraw and soothed her with silken words.

Both men licked their fingers clean and relished the unique flavour of a sweet-tasting Jenny Lewis and the tart, tangy aroma of their mixed semen.

Lester couldn't bear it anymore. He pushed Jenny's legs up and resolutely drove into her sated body.

Nick was aroused as well. He was so hard he thought he would explode at any moment.

He started pacing again.

Jenny kept an eye on him whilst Lester was still fucking her. Slowly, she moved her hips to change the angle. Now Lester could penetrate her even more deeply. But with every attempt to thrust deep inside her, Lester shoved his arse up in the air, presenting Cutter with a interesting view. Nick walked closer and watched them, his hand softly squeezing his own cock.

Not taking her eyes off Nick, Jenny licked her lips, sensually. "Do it! Fuck him!" she whispered.

Desperate to push into something hot and tight, Nick positioned himself behind Lester, grasped his hips and shoved forward.

Lester cried out.
"You bastard!", he swore as Cutter carried on pushing into him.

Jenny felt Lester shrink inside her and constricted her vaginal muscles around his cock to hold him in place.

Nick rammed his prick vigorously into Lester's tight hole without stopping. Suddenly Jenny felt Lester shudder above her. Then his cock stiffened again, getting even harder and bigger than before.

Lester had never experienced anything like that. Even though there was pain it was also arousing to feel the hard length sliding inside him as he pushed deep inside Jenny's tight pussy.

Now and then, Cutter brushed against something inside him which made it even better.

Soon they had found the perfect rhythm. James moved back and forth between both bodies, screwing Jenny appreciatively and being buggered by Nick at the same time.
Jenny enjoyed the encounter greatly. To know that Nick was penetrating James in the same moment as he was drawing back to prepare for the next thrust into her body thrilled her more than anything.

She raised her pelvis so Lester could rasp against her pubic bone with every stroke. As she felt his cock expand inside her, Jenny pushed her hips up, hard.
The blow to her uterus triggered the longest orgasm she had ever had. With a hoarse cry, Lester shot his load into her body, his clenching arse milking Nick in the process.

Sated, Nick pulled out of Lester and rolled him aside before the man could collapse onto Jenny.

What could have been awkward changed into a tender moment as Jenny took both men lovingly in her arms, James on the right side again and Nick on her left. She opened her mouth sensually and enticed them with her tongue. Both men bowed down to her and their three tongues met in an extraordinary French kiss.

It was not important anymore who worked for or with whom and what their current status was. They were just three contented people enjoying each others company.

"We should do that again sometime," Nick mumbled a while later.

"But only in a more congenial environment with a nice large bed," Jenny said.

"We could meet at my house," Nick suggested.

James smiled impishly. "So be it. Next Friday I have some time on my hands. See you at 8 o'clock at Cutter's house. And Cutter, next time your arse is mine."

The next morning, the cleaner stared in shock at the three people sitting in the office and flipping through some files.

'Some people really were workaholics.' he thought, shaking his head, as the door closed behind him with a hiss.