by Amy Brent
“That’s right; you’ll learn not to dispute me.” His hand dropped, and he pinched my nipples, causing me to whimper more. The need was building so much my little bud throbbed and ached for soothing.
I wanted to beg, but his cock was so far in my mouth that I couldn’t speak. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, and he glared down at me with such a hard expression, I wanted to please him even more.
I pulled away. “Please, Ross.” His hand on the back of my neck tightened and he crammed his cock back between my lips, forcing it down my throat. I gasped through my nose, but soon his cock was so far down, that airway was closed too. He hit my gag reflex, and my stomach tightened as I lurched forward. But he held me tight on it, and I managed to regain control and gasp through it as my eyes leaked tears down my cheeks. He pulled back as a salty splash hit my tongue as his cock twitched. It wasn’t the big prize, but I knew it would come soon enough, after much torture.
He met my eyes. “You like that little taste?” I nodded, bobbing off his cock until he thrust deep and fucked my throat. All of a sudden, he pulled me up and sat me back on the warm dryer before I could catch my breath. Then his mouth found mine as he parted my legs and drove his cock into me, not stopping until he was balls deep.
I screamed out, but he kissed me so hard, muffling the sound before anyone could hear, and soon the shock if his ramming me hard was replaced with a soothing stroke. The pleasure built quickly having teased me for so long, and within a minute the first wave of orgasm crashed through me.
My walls clenched around his thick cock and he stilled. “Such a greedy little girl, aren’t you? You want more, don’t you?” He whispered the words in my ear, and I whimpered and nodded in response. I found myself wanting to be special for him and to make him proud of me.
He thrust his hips and kissed me deeply, and his cock rubbed a tender spot, and it felt so good, his cock so hard it felt as if he were using something else on me. Then all of a sudden, I felt a pinch, and I panicked. “Stop, stop,” I begged him to stop, but he shook his head and slowed down.
“Am I hurting you?” His cock brushed up against me, and I started to squeal and whimper.
“No, I feel like, like—
I was too embarrassed to say.
“Let it go; it’s not what you think. You can’t urinate when you’re aroused. Trust me, baby. Let it go and soak me good.” He rolled me to my side and fucked me so hard that when he pulled away my pussy gushed hot juices. The pleasure was so intense that I didn’t want him to stop and I gripped him with my ankles and pulled him back inside me. He worked me like a piston and each time he’d pull away I’d cum so much I’d soak us both.
When we were done, I was exhausted. I collapsed against him, and he used a dirty towel from the hamper to mop up and then he dressed us both and carried me upstairs to his bed.
Mia saw us on the way up, but she didn’t say a word. She knew better.
Luckily the kids were all still outside, and no one saw him carrying me in. He left me alone while the party wrapped up and the other parents picked up their children. Then I heard him arguing with Mia out in the hallway.
“She’s no older than me.”
“She is, she just looks younger, and I’ve already told you, it’s not that you’re unattractive, Mia, it’s simply that I’m not interested. Now if you want to keep employment keep Katie downstairs while I get the clothes that you soaked with your little stunt out of the dryer.” He was furious, and at one point, I could have sworn I’d heard him growl. And then minutes later he came into the room with my clothes and I was able to dress.
I took my time getting undressed and then even longer getting dressed in my own clothes. “At least they weren’t ruined.” I still wasn’t happy with Mia, but I felt bad for her in a way. I wouldn’t want to be rejected by him, and I knew I was going to have to talk to him about us before I left.
“Yeah, it did make for a wonderful opportunity.” He wagged his brows at me.
“You missed the last half of Katie’s party.”
“She never missed me.” He shook his head and closed the distance to zip my dress. “Besides, it was worth it.”
“What is going on with us? You fucked me like you were claiming me, but what are we? What do we have?”
He looked down at the floor, and I lay my palm flat against his chest. “It’s okay; you don’t have to declare anything. I’d just like to keep seeing you.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He met my eyes. “It’s a lot to take from you, Tori, without a commitment, but I’m hoping with time, preferably when I’m done with this series of jobs, that we can have something.”
I looked into his eyes, and he seemed so sincere that I believed him. “I hope you’re worth the wait.” I pulled him down to my mouth and kissed him deeply.
Chapter 21
Ross
I’d worked harder at finding work than I had at my last job and I wasn’t holding my breath that the interview I was on my way to would be any different. If I didn’t get a job soon, my sanity would be in jeopardy, especially since I had come across another crazy client.
Melanie’s screening wasn’t as effective, and I think that since she was in the same circles as some of these people, she just assumed they were okay. My phone buzzed again for the fifth time in twenty minutes, and I was going to have to shut the thing off for my interview.
I’d been with a woman the previous week who had somehow gotten hold of my private number and called me every other hour since. This morning she was on a roll, and it seemed some window of opportunity had opened up for her, and she was hoping to hook up.
I glanced at the latest message as I pulled into the parking lot of Richard and Associates. I needed this job. I had to get away from this lifestyle and settle down for Katie and me. I decided to respond in hopes that she’d leave me alone, so I sent a quick message with my explanation and a promise to call her later. Later would be a letdown I was sure, but I didn’t have time for the emotional shit that would follow once I turned her down.
I walked into the office building and found my way to the office where the receptionist explained I’d have to wait ten minutes for Mrs. Richard to return.
Being the only person there, I decided to walk around the small lobby which was decorated with a collection of souvenirs from the Richard’s many travels. The framed images showed the attractive couple, who seemed happy and very much in love as they hugged and smiled for the camera. And then it hit me. The gorgeous blonde wife. I’d seen her somewhere before. I thought back to my first client, the hot blonde with the nipple clamps and cuffs. Claire.
I suddenly felt as if my luck was turning and we’d see just how much Claire wanted to keep her time with me discreet.
The door opened, and Claire came in, carrying a large bag and her purse, and I quickly stepped up to offer a hand.
“Here let me help you with that, Claire.”
She smiled. “Thank you so—Ross?”
“You’re the first interview of the morning, in the flesh. I was admiring your family photos.” I carried the bag to the door, and the receptionist stood up from her desk, and it seemed she had not been paying attention.
“Mrs. Richard, this is Mr. Reed. He’s here for the interview.”
“Thank you, Madison. I will take it from here. Come along, Mr. Reed. We’ll get this interview underway.” She eyed me up and down, and I couldn’t tell if she was happy to see me or not. She had gotten a strange look on her face, the kind of look that says I’m busted. But I had a feeling that there was more to Claire Richard than that. She wasn’t going to be intimidated.
She gestured me toward her office, and I carried in the bag as she shut her door. “So, is this a legitimate application for employment or a shakedown?” She walked across the room and leaned back against the desk and crossed her long, tan legs. She had on a black skirt with a plum blouse, both of which fit her like they were tailor-made to fit her perfect shape.
“Pu
re coincidence.” I took a seat as she extended her hand to the one in front of her. “Lucky me. It’s good to see you again.”
“I’ve meant to call you about that second date.” She let her gaze trail down my body as she licked her lips. “I’m sure that you and I could work out some sort of arrangement in exchange for the position.”
“I’m sure we could, but you see, I’m trying to get out of the business. I’ve got a little girl to raise, bills to pay, a roof to keep over her head.” I stood up and stepped closer putting my hands on her waist.
“Then it sounds like you need my help. How about we make a trade? A job for weekly private sessions?”
“Well, I’m not sure Mr. Richard would like his new associate banging his wife.”
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. It certainly didn’t the last time.” She lifted her shoulder to shrug it off.
“Well, I had no idea you were married when we hooked up. I don’t usually sleep with married women.” Her lips tightened as she glanced at the floor.
“As far as I’m concerned, Ross. The job is yours if you play along one more time. I won’t even check your recommendations because I was so impressed with your previous body of work, but why don’t you entertain a girl and give me a little something on my end? She loosened her blouse, and it fell open to reveal a lacy bra; her tight pink nipples strained against it.
I had the job, but I knew if I wanted to keep a healthy working relationship without any issues, I’d have to give her one last taste of me.
I put my arm around her waist and pulled her closer, slipping my free hand into her blouse and massaging her breasts. She threw her head back and moaned, and I remembered how hot she’d been beneath me. She wasn’t anywhere close to Tori, and I felt horrible for being with Claire when all I really wanted was to be with Tori, but if I wanted to leave this life behind to be with her, I needed this job.
She bent her knee and drew her leg up to rub it against my cock, and I reached down and pushed up her skirt to cup her sex. I worked my hand into her panties finding her slit wet and ready, so I inserted three fingers and worked them in and out, spreading them wide in her to stroke her walls.
She reached into her handbag and found a condom and then leaned into my ear. “I want a big cock in me, Ross. Fuck me and the job is yours.” She pushed the condom into my hand as she whispered with a seductive tone.
I met her eyes. “Deal.”
She unzipped my pants and stroked my cock with one hand while she reached for the phone with the other. Then she put a finger to my lips. I spun her around and lay her out face down across her desk and pulled her ass closer so I could center my cock at her sopping hole. I ripped open the wrapper and sheathed my cock as she dialed. “Yes, Madison, please hold my calls and would you go ahead and add Mr. Reed into the system and inform the other the position has been filled.” The position wasn’t the only thing filled. I pushed my cock into her, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning. “Yes, thank you.” Her voice had been breathy, and I wondered how many times her secretary had covered for her. She hung up the phone and glanced over her shoulder. “Congratulations and welcome to the Richard family.”
As I fucked her hard, her desk shook, and the phone, pen holder, and plant all rattled.
I reached around with one hand and worked her nipples knowing what she liked, and I pinched them hard, just like the clamps that she’d let me use on her before.
“Fuck yes, it feels so good.” She pushed her hips back against me, and I gripped her cheek and spread it, thumbing her tight hole while I pounded the other.
It was all worth it for the job, and after today, I didn’t have to see anyone else. I’d finish up my appointments for the week, collect my money, which would tide me over until my first paycheck arrived, and that would be that. Then I’d be able to move on with Tori, and hopefully, she’d still want more.
I closed my eyes and imagined her beneath me, and my fucking slowed way down, as I fucked Claire slowly, savoring each stroke.
“Harder, Ross. Fuck me, harder; I’m right there.” She begged like a wanton slut pushing her pussy against me as far as she could and reaching back to knead my balls with her fingertips.
I increased my speed and suddenly the sounds of our bodies slapping and clapping was so loud, that I was sure the secretary in the next room could hear it. There was no way she didn’t.
Claire was very verbal too and didn’t always watch the volume of her voice. “Yes, it feels so good.” She cried out panting, “I’m coming,” Her walls clenched my cock as she soaked me.
I was on the edge of my own release but she pushed me back, and I couldn’t help but slip out of her. “I want you to come in my mouth.” She reached down and ripped my condom off and took me into her mouth, slurping loudly as she bobbed her head and stroked it. I couldn’t help but think about the bachelorette party I had done a few nights earlier.
The theme had been a pajama party and all of the ladies, each attractive in their own special way, had dressed for the occasion. The entire group wore baby doll nighties, and some had their hair in pigtails. I had been paraded around the room, wearing nothing but a smile, and they’d taken turns feeling me, sucking me, and fondling my balls. It was all I could do not to come. I was glad this time I didn’t have to hold back.
I busted in her mouth a moment later, and she didn’t stop gulping, swallowing down each hot stream that landed on her tongue.
I helped her up as she wiped her chin and then she straightened her clothes. “Are you sure I can’t talk you into a regular thing?”
“I’ll never say never, but I really am trying to get out of the game.” I knew better than to admit I had someone I cared about. It always brought out the worst in some, and I didn’t need my new boss’s wife jealous.
“I’ll do my best to convince you.” She gave me a wink as I put away my cock and tucked my shirt in.
After a moment of giving me instructions about where to go for my first day, she shook my hand, and I made my exit.
I knew I’d have to tell Melanie that I was getting out of the line of work and I had a feeling she’d be disappointed. I’d agreed to give her a small portion of my pay to keep her booking for me along with our weekly romps, and had hoped it would help keep her off her from having to do some of the things I knew her clients wanted.
But I had to think about Katie first and foremost and then there was Tori too. I wasn’t worried about Melanie being jealous, and I knew she’d be happy for me if I did ever try to settle down, but I knew she didn’t think it would be so soon.
I’d told her that when I got a job, I was done, but she had warned me how addicting the jobs could be, and the money. She’d tried to go honest several times, but the call of the money had dragged her back again and again.
That wouldn’t happen to me. As I left the office, all I could think about was that I was finally free to pursue Tori and I couldn’t wait to make plans with her.
As I pulled away from the parking lot, I dialed her number.
Chapter 22
Tori
I had just lined the kids up to go to their PE class when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw that there was a message from Ross and my heart soared. He wanted me to call him as soon as I had a free minute and I hoped that he’d ask me out or at least want to see me.
I waited until I had the kids in place and then I returned to my room to tidy up and give him a call back while I had some alone time.
He answered the phone with a cheerful voice. “I was hoping you’d call back sooner than later.”
“You seem to be in a good mood; I guess job hunting is going better these days?” He’d told me all about how he’d had a hard time trying to land a new job with his age. I found it hard to believe that a sexy man like him had a hard time getting anything he wanted, but as he’d said, there were plenty of jobs for younger men. It didn’t matter if he was stronger and hotter than most of them, the employer took one look at t
he age and passed.
“I actually had a surprise and hoped you’d want to see me tonight.”
“Are you asking me out on a date?” I was a little shocked that he would want to take me out and not to bed.
“Yes, I am. I thought we’d catch dinner and then go back to your place if you wanted.”
I could feel the tingle between my legs already. “Of course, I want to. What time?”
“How about seven? We can get to dinner early. I promised my babysitter I’d be home early.”
“Do you still use Mia?” I had hoped that he fired the girl, but I could understand if he hadn’t.
“Yes, I do. Katie loves her, and good help is hard to find.” His tone was almost apologetic, but I decided to let it go. It wasn’t my business, and at least he had someone to watch Katie so we could be together.
“Cool, so I’ll see you at seven?”
“If not a little sooner. I have to make a stop before.”
“Anytime. See you soon.” I hung up the phone on cloud nine, and my good mood continued through the day.
I rushed home after a quick stop at the store for toiletries and a new tube of lipstick and matching fingernail polish. I’d bought a new dress the week before and was so glad to have a place to go to show it off. It wasn’t the same showing it off to a bunch of first graders.