Divine Job Benefits Ch. 07

Hi all!

Been a while, but I found time to add more to this series. This chapter is more supernatural slice-of-life sex and feelings than plot or adventure, but hey, I write what I feel like writing. I hope you like it, and I hope to find time to add more. Take care, and thanks for reading.

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"First off: good for you. Seriously."

The voice turned Kaitlin from the refrigerator with a knowing, unsurprised grin. Kaitlin was used to her boss--and dearest friend--showing up like this. Athena's hip-against-the-dining-table pose and relaxed business-casual ensemble seemed like an almost comical attempt at humility in contrast to the divine beauty of her flawless skin, striking blue eyes, and long dark hair.

Kaitlin also wasn't bothered by the pre-dawn hour, or the darkness of her beachside vacation rental... or her current panties-only, just-got-railed state. It wasn't their first meeting right after a hookup, though it didn't happen often. After decades together, they had that degree of comfort. Like roommates, she had told Scott.

A private part of Kaitlin wished for more. Athena had to know, being goddess of wisdom and all, and thus Kaitlin never broached the subject. Wishes or not, what they had was thoroughly comfortable.

"First off?" Kaitlin opened her bottle of water and took a good pull.

"Yes. Good job on rescuing Lita and stopping that whole fiasco, too, but you could take that for granted. We knew you'd work that out."

"Tricky enough that we needed to call in help," said Kaitlin.

"To handle it gently and cleanly, yes," said Athena. "I had every faith you'd save Lita and stop this mess one way or another. The trick came in doing it without harm to her or making a bigger mess in the mortal world. That brings us back to the obvious thing on your mind."

"Okay. So... good for me?" Kaitlin smirked.

"You knew we would talk about it. About him," Athena specified. Kaitlin nodded in concession. Athena shrugged. "I wanted to start with that. Good for you. I think you needed this, and I'm all for it."

"You've always been sex-positive." Just not positive enough to make a move on me, Kaitlin added silently. She knew the myths, of course. "Canon" held that Athena was forever virginal and uninterested in such things. Kaitlin had a solidly different impression. The myths that survived into the modern era had largely been written and shaped by men... and Athena preferred to have those particular men think of her as uninterested and untouchable.

"I have. I am. That's largely what I came to tell you. We don't need to talk about this," said Athena. "We can if you want to, but you don't have to justify anything. You know that. If I had reason to warn you away from him, I'd have done it already. I didn't, and here we are."

"So you approve?"

"Oh please," Athena laughed. "You don't need my approval and you know it. You work for me, but you have your own life. You want to hear my opinion because you trust my judgment, but you've never needed my approval or permission. You've had other lovers, before and after we met."

"True." Kaitlin took another sip. "This is different, though. This is--he's--a lot."

"Aphrodite's favorites always are. He is the agent of a goddess, and she'll have tasks for him--romantic and sexual tasks, for the most part. He'll enjoy them. He wants this life, and she wants him to enjoy all her gifts to the fullest, whether in pursuit of her goals or his own fun. It's something to keep in mind if you wish to continue anything with him."

"Right." She'd been thinking about that. "What else do I need to know?"

"First, that he's being open and honest with you. Scott is new to this, and there are things he does not know and has not yet explored. That will be the case for some time. But he is who he seems, and that... intensity that pulls you in is genuine. His charm is enhanced by Aphrodite's gifts, but that does not make him manipulative or controlling. You sense what he has to offer and you respond.

"You are also affected by more than charm. Aphrodite dotes on her favorites, but she wants their lovers to be happy, too. Sex and passion will become greater joys in your life after this. Even self-pleasure will be a greater pleasure." She paused. "You have always been lovely, and then made yourself more beautiful with lessons learned in my service. You are more beautiful than ever in this moment."

The words sent a deep shudder through Kaitlin, though she mostly hid it well. She heard more than a platonic, friendly compliment. She was sure of it. Yet with the sudden possibility of movement to her ongoing, almost comfortable longing, Kaitlin felt shy... even if standing before her crush in only her panties, breasts on display, and still freshly-fucked--by another who held her desires. "Um. Thank you," she managed.

"You are welcome," Athena replied softly.

Kaitlin expected at least some word of caution out of Athena. She had that tone, at least... but the details only stoked Kaitlin's interest. "Is all that... normal? Those effects? Do they last?"

"Degree and persistence depend on the depth of bonds between you. It happens with every partner to some extent. This brings up the other thing you should know: there will always be more women. Aphrodite gave him deep, voracious appetites as a gift, because they came with the ability and favors of fate to indulge those appetites. Aphrodite also gifts him with the fortune and favor to balance and satisfy many lovers, but you would still be sharing him. He is head over heels for you, Kaitlin--and several more women, and there will always be more. Flings and enduring, devoted romances. Mortal, immortal, and in between."

"Oh, I got that part already."

"I'm not sure you have. He's with another already, Kaitlin. Right now."

"Already?" Kaitlin blinked and looked to the front door. "It's been... has it even been ten minutes?"

"Slightly longer, but yes." Athena nodded toward the door. "This encounter has its context, but so will every other."

Kaitlin stared and let it sit for a moment. She didn't feel jealous or slighted. She felt something very different indeed. "What if... is it weird if that doesn't bother me?"

"Uncommon, perhaps, but not weird. Jealousy is a natural emotion--so natural that it is part of society, and indeed it is often expected. Many see it as obligatory. But your feelings are your own. It is fine to be fine with this, or even to feel excited by it." Athena anticipated Kaitlin's denial with a smirk--and she also anticipated Kaitlin's realization that the denial was exactly what Athena meant about expectation and obligation. "You may even see benefits to this."

"Do you?" Kaitlin asked.

"I benefit greatly from all this, yes... and I'd rather not get into how and why." It wasn't unusual for Athena to hold back, either because of timing or complication. Long-established trust and shared ethics were enough; Kaitlin barely gave it more than idle curiosity. Besides, as Athena added: "I would rather focus on you and what you want."

"Is my excitement and idea of 'benefits' another 'effect' of Aphrodite's? Is that to make me okay with all of this?"

"It's an incentive she offers to all, yes. You are more conscious of it because of our connection and your knowledge, but others are just as free to dismiss it if they choose. If you truly wanted something else, you would turn away. If you tire of him or feel unhappy, you can leave, like anyone else. Rather few paramours ever leave Aphrodite's favorites, but it happens. They are not flawless."

"So if he fucks this up or turns into a jerk, I can still stomp him?" Kaitlin snorted.

"Yes. Aphrodite would have it no other way. She would not force this upon you... nor would I allow it, but that point is moot. She is the goddess of erotic love. This is her purview. You can trust her in this."

"Obviously you trust her."

"Yes. As I said, I gain from this whole situation, too, regardless of your choices. And I do respect your choices, Kaitlin." That blend of mentor, patron, boss, and friend seemed to lean more on the latter now, but they were all in the mix. "If you wish to pursue this, I am happy for you. Off-and-on, no labels, serious or fun times only; all of them are fine. If you wish to retire from my service to be entirely his, I would be happy for you."

"Whoa, that's not on my mind at all. I love--I don't want to end this. I love this life with you," said Kaitlin... although the words "entirely his" also sent another shiver of deep excitement through her. Wow, does everything about this feel good? Kaitlin wondered. Maybe that's by design?

"I have no doubts, and I suggest nothing. I don't want to part with you, either. Even if you did want to retire, I would still be part of your life." Athena smiled. "I merely want you to understand you are free... and yes, I am sex-positive," she added with a new tilt to her grin. "Two goddesses assure you this is safe. Get as crazy as you want."

Kaitlin laughed. She looked to the front door and back again. "Okay. Enough about him. However that works out, I'm still with you. We should talk business. Lita is free from Manchester, but I'm not sure that whole issue stops there."

"Agreed." Athena finally claimed one of the dining chairs, turned outward and still looking directly at Kaitlin. A brief flick of her eyes might have roamed Kaitlin's mostly-naked body, but Kaitlin couldn't be sure. Athena gave her no time to ponder. "Let's talk business before your party comes back."

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"I don't know where to start," said Scott.

"I think we've more than started already," said Lita. Her tone and her smile were soft, knowing, confident... and loving.

Scott's heart beat slowly, yet heavily. Her beauty still stole his breath: tall yet endowed in every curve, perfect skin, thin and dark arched brows over dark eyes. Her long brown hair barely covered her full, alluring breasts. The white scarf around her hips didn't cover enough, either. Deliberately.

He wore only dark briefs. The beachfront neighborhood should have been too cold and too dark, but neither point troubled him. The beach stretched out behind her, with rolling waves beyond it. Every other direction held camera-friendly houses and landscaping without a soul in sight. Sidewalk lighting was more than enough to illuminate her, or perhaps that was magic.

Much of this was magic. Had to be. She pulled on him and made him yearn with that supernatural appeal and beauty, but rather than manipulation or compulsion, it touched him like a gift--like a lover making an effort to look good for their partner. She wanted this as much as him. He felt it. Knew it. Even if... "We only just met."

"You told me that on the balcony, too. I know all I need," said Lita.

"I--" Scott let out a breath like a laugh. "You're also the second woman I've told, 'We only just met,' in the last... the clock says it's a new day, but I haven't slept. She's an immortal, too."

"You told me you have other lovers. Aphrodite's favorites always do. Who is she?"

"She wants to be kept secret."

"Ah. Fun." Her smile never wavered. "How many others?"

"A few. Several?" Scott corrected when Lita's brow rose, though not defensively; he thought only to be clear. He didn't need to be defensive with Lita, any more than with Clio... or anyone else. "Not many of them have come to labels. When I say I'm new to this, I mean it's been days. Not even a week yet."

"Oh? Then I am glad to be here at the beginning. Wonders await, Scott."

"How much do you know about this? You said you've known a couple others before me. All I've heard about other favorites like me are a couple wild details. They sound like they can't be true, except for... well. All of this."

Still smiling, Lita bit her lip and considered her words. She seemed closer, though if she had taken a step, Scott missed it. "I knew two. Kallistos was... fun. He was a good man of Thebes, and one of Aphrodite's earliest. He served her faithfully, and was also on 'a wild quest of visceral pleasures,' as he put it, to seed as many beauties as he could, men and women alike. 'To enjoy and be enjoyed.' We laid together many times. I liked him, but we never became more."

"That's a good man? 'Seeding' as many as he could?"

"Handled with some care, yes. One can be both promiscuous and kind. Aphrodite's blessing made all that care easier, but without the care, he would have been unworthy. He knew he could let go and be free." Lita brushed the backs of her fingers across Scott's cheek, drawing out a soft shudder. Everything about her felt good. Her breath fell on his face. "You are still learning that point."

"Yeah. I'm... getting there."

"Good. I will help."

"Why?" Scott's eyes stopped fluttering. She was near enough to kiss. Easily. "Why not keep me for yourself?"

"You have already given yourself to others, too. I would not take you away."

"Do you have others?"

"Currently, no. Manchester found me while I was spending some time away from the mortal world. Yet I've had many lovers, mortal and immortal. With most mortals..." She paused to consider. "Nereids and other nymphs are born of nature, but we were also molded by fantasy and myth. Our beauty arises from this mix. We are desired by most. Many wish to possess us, leading to the dangers Manchester exploited. He is hardly the first man to do so." Lita saw a worry in his eyes and smiled. "You wanted my freedom and safety before anything else. I know you long to hold me, and that is mutual. You do not see me as a thing to be possessed. None of my lovers were. We're talking about a different sort of claim. When mutual, that yearning to have and to belong is wonderful.

"I have spirited men and women away into long, private romance, because we both wanted it. The myths of sailors and others never returning are real, but not because we drowned them or enslaved them. They came from rough lives, and they were much happier with us. You and I will be something different, but no lesser for it." Lita laughed softly. "Again, you have other lovers, and there will be more. I would not take you away from them. I look forward to sharing."

His heart beat harder at that. The rest of him felt at ease, even a little weak, but his heart assured him of the flow of blood... along with another part of his body. "You're so confident this works out," he almost whispered.

"I am. I know all I need of you, and I know how good it feels to be with one like you."

"How?"

"The second favorite I knew was Jaylaani. Her home is called Somalia now." Lita spoke closely. Intimately. "When I met her, she was still a bit timid and innocent--with all the gifts of Aphrodite's favorite, but played passively. She liked lovers to come to her. We fell madly in love, and while we were together, she bloomed into a ravishing queen. She ruled me with her pleasures and her beauty, along with others... and yet was always tender. Always respectful. That was her nature. Our passion was constant. We sometimes loved in seclusion, and other times while traveling the world. She was also Aphrodite's agent, and a champion of love, sensuality, and seduction. Jaylaani was my lover and best friend, and she was such for others, too. We shared some of them. Others were entirely hers, yet I never felt left out, or any lesser for being one of many. I had my own life, too."

The pleasures and arousal of Lita's nearness didn't pull all the blood from his brain. He could still think, and still feel empathy. "You must miss her. I'm sorry. How long ago was this?"

"Centuries." Lita still stroked his face and hair, standing mostly naked with him on the beach sand in the night. She still smiled. "Jaylaani remains with me in very real ways. My memories are wistful, but not painful. Being with you is no betrayal of her. It is much the opposite."

Lita's lips fell on his. They opened for one another easily, skipping the timid probes for indulgence and desire. Scott wasn't entirely sure who gave more or who received. It only mattered in fun.

"Tell me more about you," said Scott. "Likes, dislikes, what you do with your time. How to please you."

"How to please me?" She arched her brow again--like Clio, Scott thought with a new pounding in his heart, but not out of secrecy or guilt. It was one more new thrill. Lita still had all of his attention. "You ask a suitor's questions when we are far past that." She leaned closer, chest against his, and graced his cheek with her lips to whisper in his ear, "I have all the same questions for you, though I am already won over. Fun, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"You barely touch me. You burn for me, and I am here, and yet...?"

The answer came easier and cooler than he would have expected. Another of Aphrodite's gifts, he assumed. It was the only explanation, given how swept away he felt. "What did you say about Jaylaani? She liked lovers to come to her?"

Lita leaned back to beam at him. Her grin widened. She liked that answer. "Is that how you prefer your lovers?"

"I like the whole range, but I've been more on the other side of the spectrum before tonight. This is nice. I'm still asking about you."

She stroked the other side of his face. "I would beg you, if you enjoyed begging."

"I don't... that's not..." His breath slackened. "Let's not reject anything yet, but that's not really in my fantasies." Her laugh was one more reason to fall. "On topic. You. We're from different worlds, and all I know are myths. How do mortals and nereids work out? How do we make this work?"

"This is a good question after all," Lita conceded. "I am as you see me, but I am a creature and spirit of nature, Scott. I have no money and few possessions, for I have no need. Do not waste material gifts on me, unless they are of the greatest meaning to you. Sharing food or comfort means more to me than trinkets. I have no house or home as you would know it, either. I am more comfortable sleeping in the wild. This coast is fine, but I prefer the edges of cities to their core. In fact, after Manchester and his demands, I need the natural settings of home to recover... though I am fine for now," she said when she saw his concern. "This is no hardship. Being with you more than makes up for any discomfort."

"I don't want you uncomfortable at all," said Scott.

"You might try taking it as a compliment," she teased. "I have many of these same questions. I would love to see your home. I want to know what is important to you and makes you who you are--music, food, stories, trinkets... but I am in no hurry for these things. I want you. I want to share your life. And I want what we feel most of all."

Her fingertips drifted down his chest, then his abdomen, and rested at the waistband of the dark briefs strained by his erection. "Also," she whispered against his face, "I am not much for clothing. I wear it when necessary, but I prefer less. I would much rather be naked... with you."

Lita slid her fingers inside his waistband to pull the garment down, and then wrapped her soft, pleasing hands around his cock. Her grin remained as he shuddered with the sensation. Then she pulled him closer, dragging the head of his cock between the wet lips of her cunt beneath the scarf that hadn't gotten any bigger while they talked. The slow, back-and-forth motion said as much between them as all their words.

That rush of emotion from the balcony came back to Scott along with the sensual pleasures of intimacy. He felt it again: she was his.

"Yes," Lita breathed. "Possession... will be... one of our passions. Embrace it. You are mine and I am yours." They hugged closer, though gently, still taking penetration and intercourse slowly. "Give me all the joys of Aphrodite's favorite, Scott. Fuck me all you want."

His hands wrapped around her ass, pulling while his cock pushed as deeply as he could while standing up. Her lips opened to welcome his tongue. Her full and perfect breasts felt incredible against his chest. Whether by magic or yearning, any awkwardness of standing face to face seemed trivial. They felt good together. They wanted more.

Every kiss, every moan, and every thrust of his cock made him more comfortable with it, too. All of it. "Lita," he whispered.

"Yes," she hissed, grinning as he fucked her. She sounded triumphant. It made him love her more.

"You said something about sharing lovers?" he asked.

The thrill of intercourse had both of their heads swimming. She didn't let go and didn't want it to stop, but she leaned back with a wild, eager grin. Her eyes danced. She already knew what he meant--and whom. "Yes."

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Low, intense throbs of pleasure ran through Kaitlin with the first stroke of her fingers against her pussy. She had licked her fingertips, but her lower lips were wet at first touch and a little wetter with the second. Kaitlin laid alone on top of the bed, naked and shameless in private--whatever privacy meant, given the chance of her new guy walking in on her. Her patron might suddenly reappear with some overlooked detail from their meeting, too. She felt no guilt about either, particularly after the discussion she had just had with Athena... and the way her nude and trembling body felt now.

The very next stroke turned her reactions from a tremor to a jolt. Kaitlin gasped and turned her stroke upward rather than down to enjoy another rush, and then another, and another. She wasn't going fast. She was wet and warm, but not really warmed up yet, let alone deep into play.

"Oh my god," Kaitlin murmured, and stroked herself again. "Fff--ff--fff," she shivered. Athena wasn't kidding about changes to her body. If I feel this good already... and this is normal for playtime now? A surge of appreciation for her new guy ran through her with the next stroke of her fingers. I haven't even pushed in yet. Or gotten wild, or used a toy. Wow.

Kaitlin licked her fingers again on general principle and stopped in surprise at her own honeyed taste. Okay, now it's just gilding the lily. Or egotistical. Or imagination.

Or maybe this is magic and my pussy is amazing it's fucking awesome. She stroked again, and again. The swirl of her fingers around her clit forced a gasp and a shiver from her chest, and then a wide grin from her lips. The next swirl left her turning onto her side, back to the door, almost whimpering. She wondered if he knew about this. She couldn't wait to tell him, whether he already knew or not. "Oh wow... mmh wow."

"Kaitlin?" asked Scott. His voice didn't startle her. Instead, it gave her a new grin as she looked over her shoulder... with her fingers still inside herself. He settled behind her on the bed. "Hey."

"Hey," she purred back at his touch. The way he laid behind her felt perfect, especially given the hard cock she felt at her ass. Kaitlin wiggled to bring him between her legs as his arms slipped around her. She wanted to turn around and kiss him, but she wanted this more. It felt dirty. Slutty. Good.

"Mmmh," she moaned with the slide of her cock across her wet lips. She wondered if he was already wet somehow, too, but she passed on that to enjoy his touch and to hold onto her thoughts. "Glad you're back. I've got good news and bad. Mostly good. Really good," she purred again. Fuck, she liked him between her legs. She liked the hand that claimed her breast and the lips at her neck, too.

"Then what's the bad?"

"Boss came by while you were out. It was ssssoon--aaaah." Kaitlin whimpered softly as the head of his cock split her lips in a slide that reached her clit. His touch was one joy; knowing she'd get to enjoy it freely and often was another. "Ssssooner than I expected," she shivered as his touch eased, "but I'm not surprised. I've got more to do with the Manchester mess. Need to follow up and prevent it from happening again. That means going all the way back to Greece and Turkey. I can't stick around after tonight."

"Do you need help? Want me to come with you?"

"Nah. I mean yeah, I want you with me." She clutched at his hip to keep him stroking and probing with his cock. "For this and on general principle. But I don't need the help, and you've got your own life here. You're just now figuring things out. I'll be fine, and I'll be back. The rest is... all good news," Kaitlin grinned.

"Yeah?" He kissed her ear. His fingers gently caressed one nipple, turning her on even more. "Tell me."

"Boss likes you. A lot. I didn't need her approval, but she gave it in spades. No limits from her. And I don't have any for you, either." She grinded her ass into him. She put a hand over his at her breast. "I trust you with everything. I know this is magic, but it's also real, and I want to enjoy it. I want to be slutty with you, Scott. Really slutty, all the time. I want to have fun." She felt his body stiffen a little at that, like she had set off a thought. It didn't seem uncomfortable, but she asked: "What?"

"I'm hearing things like that a lot," said Scott.

"I mean it. I'm sure they do, too. Aphrodite's gifts and all that. My boss says it's for both of us, or all of us. Believe it or not, I usually like women better than men. You get to be the exception. Don't let it go to your head, but..." Another grind. Another shiver-inducing push between her lips. "Okay, maybe a little. As a treat.

"I want to enjoy this. My boyfriend is magically horny and slutty all the time and it's hot. I love it. Mmmh."

"Kaitlin."

"Mmh?" She kept grinding against him. She wanted him, but he held back from full penetration, like he was teasing, or... "Hm?"

"What if I'm ahead of you there?"

Her grin returned. He asked that like he knew the answer, which also made her grin. "What, like with whoever you met outside?"

"And you." He kissed her cheek, and her neck, but waited for--

"Kaitlin." The voice and the beauty now facing her made Kaitlin gasp. Lita stood at the side of the bed opposite Scott, wearing only a white scarf over her hips. Her nearly-naked beauty stunned Kaitlin, intimidating her yet thrilling her. Even the intimidation was welcome. More than welcome. Lita's soft smile took any unpleasant edge right off the rush. Kaitlin lost her breath as she processed it.

Naked, practically fucking already, and never expecting this, Kaitlin's heart and her desires leaped with joy. Like Scott knew they would.

"You saved me," said Lita. "I turned you away, and you didn't give up on me. You saved me without harm, and without any ambition to your own desires."

Scott stroked her again. Kaitlin shivered, but her eyes didn't come off Lita. They barely fluttered.

"May I reward you?" asked Lita.

A dozen principled thoughts about transactional sex and problematic ideas and reward took their cue and took a hike. None of them needed to talk this out. They all knew the score--and knew Lita meant more than she said. Scott and Lita both had her enraptured and aroused with magic behind their moves and their affection, and Kaitlin was fine with it. "Yes."

Scott pushed inside her, slowly splitting and opening her with pleasure. She gasped again with the joy of being taken. Fucked. "Yes!"

Then he pulled back her upper thigh and turned backward on the bed, spreading her while still deep inside her. Lita slipped that white skirt free, revealing her own naked beauty for Kaitlin before climbing onto the bed... and sweeping her hair back as she dipped her head low along Kaitlin's body.

The length of Scott within her already had her panting and filled with pleasure. Lita softly kissed her thin red bush and descended lower, licking and kissing more. Her lips touched Kaitlin's clit and all but split her mind with ecstasy.

"Oh god. Oh god!" Kaitlin let Scott roll her the rest of the way onto himself, her legs fully spread and her cunt fully claimed. Each of her new lovers held one breast and used their free hands to caress and hold her. Scott moved slowly, just enough to keep the sensation inside her active and wild. He let Lita's lips and tongue do the rest.

This was more than a fling. Kaitlin already knew that from Scott, but she knew it from Lita's kiss, too. This was serious. Every slutty and romantic thought she had about Scott doubled with the immortal's kiss between her legs. She had two lovers now, and they had her.

Overwhelmed, Kaitlin felt orgasm rush close. She couldn't hold it back. Spread, filled, and lavished, Kaitlin melted down and helplessly came in deep, sobbing spasms.

Her lovers kept fucking and claiming her. They had only just begun.