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by Fontien, Samantha


  That year he also met a wild woman by the name of Jenna Alexander. She was another strong woman whom he had met at one of the saints and sinners parties. These events he enjoyed very much, as it was a different circle to the ones he was used to. From the moment he had seen her standing there she had caught his eye. Well to be more precise it was her red patient leather thigh length boots that had caught his eye, those and the fact that she was dressed like a sinner in a sexy basque that wouldn't have looked out of place in the Moulin Rouge! The Parisian ruffles, the burlesque bows adorning the bustier in deep crimson with black embroidered detailing, a lace-up back and the Victorian inspired skirt combined to create a gorgeous piece of lingerie that she dressed up with devil horns which sat on her sleek ponytail.

  She had seen him too, and had caught him looking, she flashed him a smile. That was enough for Rubin, he wanted her and he was more than ready to get the party started in an upstairs bedroom with her, and the sooner the better as far as he was concerned. He walked up to her with ease and asked if she wanted a drink, even though she had one in her hand already. She promptly placed her drink down, ignoring the company of men that she had been conversing with before his arrival, and linked his arm as she walked with him to the bar which had been set up on one side of the huge grand room of the house the event was being held at. While the bartender mixed her drink, the mention of a hot sexual frolic came up. As you know Rubin wasn’t frightened about being forward, and it seemed, Jenna herself had the same view.

  “I like to be watched,” she smiled as she stroked the material of Rubin’s tuxedo with her fingertips.

  “That’s not a problem, I’ll watch you all night long if you want?” he gave her a cheeky grin and sipped on his scotch.

  She of course laughed and reached for her dirty Martini and picked up the stemmed glass, its cone resting in her hand. She picked up the black prism cocktail stick where three fat olives were impaled on it and stirred her drink and then she brought it to her lips. Rubin watched as the stick entered her mouth, her lips gliding softly over the olive, her lips which were sporting a fantastic hooker red shade of lipstick, she closed them around it as it slid off the cocktail stick. He saw her bite down on the olive, and she brought the rim of the glass to her lips and sipped. She repeated the process until she spoke directing her attention to Rubin who had been watching her lips, fascinated with them, and wondering what tricks she could do with them.

  “Mmmm, I love a good Martini,” she looked up, her voice sultry, at the six foot – two hunk of a man. “I bet you’re wondering if my lipstick stains?” she laughed. “Well I can tell you it doesn’t,” she flashed her vixen eyes at him, before she reached for the cocktail stick again, knowing all too well, Rubin’s eyes were watching what she had turned into an art form.

  Rubin smiled at her knowingly, before taking a sip of his drink while he leaned back, elbow on the bar. Oh he was smooth, smoother than a baby’s bottom.

  “I was actually thinking exactly that,” he looked at her, “truly amazing, so mind reading,” he took another sip. “Would you say that’s just another one of the no doubt, many skills you possess?” He laughed, leaning back and ordered another round of drinks for them.

  She smiled taking another sip from her glass, and leaned on the bar herself, knowing full well Rubin was having another good look at her, as she stood there exuding confidence, which for Rubin was a huge turn on. She picked up her glass and leaned into him, and in a sultry voice she asked him “If he was coming upstairs,” seeing they had done the introductions.” She smiled alluringly at him. Rubin didn’t have to be asked twice, and he followed her, as she sashayed across the highly polished white marble floor, that reflected the red thigh length boots perfectly. Up the stairs they went, as she casually looked over her shoulder. Rubin watched every move her arse made and he started to undo his bow tie and top buttons of his dress shirt. That was typical Rubin, always the Boy Scout, always prepared for every situation, even now, as he dipped his hand into an ornate bowl that was filled with condoms and grabbed a handful just before he followed her into one of the bedrooms.

  Once in the room, her lips were upon him, he didn’t even have time to take off his tux jacket in the dimly lit room. However, he liked the fact there was no awkwardness, as she dropped slowly to her knees, pulling at the button on his trousers in her haste to get to his stiffening cock. She reached her hand in, smiling immediately as she looked up at him with a very pleased look on her face as she released the beast.

  “Hmmm, someone has a huge cock I see?” she purred as she licked his tip, with soft slow teasing licks, before her red lips encircled the tip and she slid it into her mouth.

  Rubin stood there watching her lips slide up and down on his shaft, her hand gripping his length as she stroked and moved her hand in perfect motion with her mouth. Her ponytail swished from side to side, as she dipped up and down with vigour while he started to undo his buttons on his shirt. She was extremely talented as he found himself gripping the back of her head, thrusting as much of his cock down her hot slippery throat. He had to hand it to her, she took his length with great ease in her finely skilled mouth, and her perfect tongue, oh her tongue was one of the most talented he had experienced as she swirled it around his shaft while he was deep in her throat, and all the while, her eyes never left his. Yes, she was one horny bitch, and he couldn't wait to see what skills she would unleash on him next.

  Thankfully he didn’t have to wait very long, as she rose from her knees to a bare-chested Rubin, who was more than ready for her. He pulled her to him, his lips neared hers, he held back from kissing her, he knew she could feel his hot breath against her lips, and he wondered how long it would be till she pushed her tongue deep into his mouth. His hand slid from cupping her buttock while she pressed herself into him as his hand slid in between her thighs, stroking her folds through her silky black thong. Rubin’s fingers slid underneath the fabric to her skin, finding her eager soft folds. He slipped his fingers inside, pulling them in and out while his thumb worked in swift circular motions, her tongue instantly found his. She gasped, moving her body with his fingers. The way he moved them, it was hard not to. He could feel her legs starting to tremble slightly; he broke from her mouth and moved to her neck, moving to her shoulder, flicking his tongue as he went. He buried his fingers deep, pulling them back and forth. He could feel her cum, as his hand moved faster, as he made his way to her breasts, which jiggled slightly as a rush started to take hold of her. Rubin knew this was the time for one of her nipples to be firmly sucked in his mouth, and that’s exactly what he did.

  His teeth held her rosy pert nipple, while his tongue teased it with firm flicks, as she cried out in ecstasy. She was well and truly wet when he pulled his fingers from her, immediately he grabbed his cock and started to wank his throbbing rod near her folds. Her eyes narrowed as she smiled, raising a thigh up on the wall instantaneously behind him, she pressed her knee against it as she slid down on Rubin’s entire length. He was more than happy to oblige as he plunged his cock into her, as she gasped and moaned that she was going to cum again. Once she was over her ecstasy which was in series of high pitched gasps, he pulled himself out of her. Momentarily she must have been stunned , thinking their night was over, Rubin laughed at her reaction when she saw that he was only stepping out of the trousers that had fallen down around his ankles whilst he was fucking her.

  Once the trousers and so on were off, he walked towards her again, with a naughty smile on his face. He was still rock hard and walking to her, cock in his hand. She leaned against the wall:

  “Oh my,” she exclaimed with a smile worthy of a true vixen, who played her part to a tee, as Rubin spun her around facing the wall. “I do hope you like it rough,” she smiled as Rubin pushed his hard throbbing cock back to her opening with a force sliding into her, pressing hard against her.

  “The rougher the better,” he breathed into her ear, as he rammed his rod hard.

  “Ohh, goodie,”
she moaned through the pounding Rubin was giving her. “The harder the better, I’ve been a very, very bad girl,” she moaned gasping as Rubin’s hips moved back and forth.

  He pressed hard into her, pounding her folds, as she pressed her hands against the wall to steady herself. He kicked her legs apart more at the ankles, as she pushed hard against him. She had pushed back into him, so that she was now leaning forward, hands placed on the wall at hip level. He took hold of her hips and rammed his cock hard, grinding up into her; as she started to cum again, this time wailing “Mmmm’s” Once she had finished her “Ohh my God, your cock is so big.” He asked her “if she could touch her toes?” Her response had only been a flash of a wicked smile as she placed the palms of her hands on to the parquet floor Rubin smiled to himself; he was a very lucky man, when she asked “for her arse to be spanked.”

  Being the gent he was, he would not really be the one to ask, he didn’t mind it, in fact he quite enjoyed it, but it was more of a Duncan thing, the spanking, he was the man who would instigate it. However there were other delights that Rubin enjoyed, he could only hope this vixen would share them. He was pounding her hard when he felt her legs shake against his bulky thighs. It was only then he remembered this poor woman was working here with incredible thigh length boots. He slapped her arse cheek, quickly snapping her out of the high pitched “Ohh’s” and “Ahh’s” she was almost singing.

  “You want to move to the bed?” she answered still “Ohh-ing,” nodding her head yes.

  Rubin pulled out, she walked towards the bed and crawled onto it, awaiting him on all fours. He followed her over, and slipped his cock back into her, drilling her from behind.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned, “fuck me,” and licking her lips slowly as she looked behind her to see Rubin’s hips moving into her while he rested his hands on her buttocks, pounding into her. “God your cock is so big. Mmmm, you’re going to have to slide that into my tight little arse,” she moaned in between gasps, as Rubin fucked her harder.

  He pulled out slowly, teasing her, almost like he was stirring in her. She placed her hands either side of her cheeks, and pulled them gently apart. Rubin slid the palm of his hand over her wet folds and rubbed her cum over her, rubbing his thumb around her rim. He then held his tip to it and slowly slid into her with her moans of “Oh my God.” He moved slow and steady to her gasps of pleasure, as he grabbed one cheek after slapping her arse, he slightly shook it, which helped ease his enormous cock into her. She was nice and tight, squeezing his shaft, as he drove deeper into her, with every thrust his throbbing cock made. He could feel his balls harden, as they slapped against her cheeks. His cock slid with the greatest of ease, in and out of her tight cheeks. She moaned hard, face down into the bed, as Rubin drove deeper. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down to meet the hard grinds he made. Jenna clenched the covers of the bed as she started to almost howl with ecstasy, which only made Rubin fuck her harder.

  He could feel his cum starting to rise, she was so tight, and he rammed his rod deeper each time. She was cuming hard, her fingers swirling around her clit.

  “Ohh my God, I have to ride you,” she breathed hard through her “Ohh yes’s” and that’s it, there, fuck me there.”

  Rubin happily obliged, pulling his throbbing length out of her, as she unsteadily rose to her knees still rubbing her fingers between her legs. Rubin sat down on the base of the bed. Jenna swung her still shaking leg over him. He held his cock, upright, her hands locked around the back of his neck, as she slid down his length moaning a long sensual “Mmmm,” until she was impaled fully, her soft folds gliding up and down his shaft, her cream built up on the base as she started to cum again. She moved faster, her tits rubbing against his chest. Rubin lay back, pulling her down with him, her nipples hung over his mouth. He swirled his tongue around one, his fingers tweaked the other between his finger and thumb. He squeezed hard with his teeth, trapping her nipple, he started to lick and flick it while his cock pounded with furiousness, his cum was rising to his tip. He reached up and grabbed her still swishing ponytail; he took hold of it wrapping it around his hand and started to pull her to him, as his cock rammed her as hard as he could. She moaned in pure ecstasy, her body rushing with unadulterated lust and need, her thighs shook with the assault. It didn’t stop him, his heart pounding in his chest as he fucked her as hard and as fast as he could.

  “I want you to cum on my face,” she gasped, “Cum on my face, cum in my mouth.”

  Rubin knew he too was close, if she wanted him to do that he would have to pull out of her hot and very wet pussy, and do it now; her tongue was in his mouth stroking his. He pulled out of her and grabbed his cock yanking off the rubber, and started wanking it into her mouth; she licked and flicked her tongue over his tip like she was in a porn movie. Her lips grazed over the crown, as she sucked it like it was a lollipop. Rubin’s other hand reached down to her hard nipple. His thumb rubbed over it as his fingers squeezed her breast. His breath was deepening, his hand moved in perfect motion, until he felt the cum reach his tip. Her eyes widened with anticipation, like she knew it was coming.

  “Cum, cum, cum in my face, cum, over my tits,” she gave him a dirty smile.

  And with that Rubin stood up and came. He shot his creamy white load, as he squeezed his cock tighter with every wank he made. He watched his cum, drip into her mouth, and over her chin, and he managed to squirt it over her tits. He rubbed the cum into her tits as she sucked on his cock, till he eventually went soft. Pleased with herself, she lay back on the bed, with a very satisfied look on her face.

  “I needed that, thank you,” she sighed trying to catch her breath.

  “No problem, happy to help,” he laughed as walked to his jacket and pulled out his cigarettes, and returned to the bed, lying out beside her. He lit two cigarettes and passed one to her, as he blew out a plume of smoke, still breathing hard, as she tried to catch her breath. She took a long drag on hers, and blew out a few smoke rings, before she sat bolt upright.

  “Ohh my God, fuck,” she exclaimed, as she brought her knees up to her chest and rested her arms on her kneecaps.

  “What’s wrong?” Rubin enquired, flicking his ash into the glass ashtray, he had placed on his chest.

  “My husband is waiting for us in another room,” Rubin raised an eyebrow as he listened to her. “I was supposed to bring someone into our room, so he could watch them fuck me, my hub likes to watch.” She leaned over and flicked her ash into the ashtray. “Shame, he would have loved your performance,” she laughed throwing her head back. “He would have definitely loved your huge cock, fucking my arse. He’s a big voyeur, he likes to wank while watching, sometimes he joins in.” she flicked her ash again. “But that’s not very often.” She looked at him with a naughty smile. “I would say he would have defo joined in. Yes, definitely, while you were fucking my arse.” She smiled, and battered her eyelashes at him. “But sometimes, a girl has to keep something for herself. I know one thing though,” she laughed as she traced her finger over his nipple. “I DO know, that I want to fuck you again.”

  “That can be arranged,” he laughed as he stubbed out his cigarette and took hers stubbing that out too. He rolled over and stroked her stomach. “So, you ready to go again?” He smiled as he started to kiss her neck.

  Rubin only saw Jenna a few times after that, apparently, her husband had caught wind of what she was doing. He had no problems with them attending parties together, but seeing someone without the other was different circumstances altogether. It was a shame, as Rubin enjoyed their rendezvous. But all good things must come to an end, eventually…

  19.

  Mama..

  2001 came and went. Their business went from strength to strength. Duncan and Rubin had built a strong team around them. By 2003 they were the leading company in what they did. They had a few specialist divisions. Yes, things were good for both of them. Rubin was still having his soirees with whoever he was seeing these days. Rubin was being very vague with
details, Duncan knew he was up to something, but why did he have to be so secretive? They never had any secrets between them. Duncan should have prepared himself for many changes, with what he had experienced already in his life.

  2004 was an extremely good year in the way of personal achievements. They were employing the best of the best of Her Majesties Armed Forces. Through their own experience, they knew that, for the lads facing Civvy Street, life would be bearable, knowing they had a place to go for work. When lads came out, they went straight to the ‘Boys’. Their reputations preceded them, unfortunately they couldn’t employ everybody. That was the reason their recruitment division was created. Duncan was particularly proud of this. Not because of the masses of money it made, but for the pure fact that it helped lads find employment. They had easy transitions from military life, to finding the right position for them. Rubin headed the division; he was the perfect person, being the people person he was. He recruited the perfect team, each specialist; they could spot a ‘Walt’ a mile off. They had teams for whatever the client’s requirements were. Whether clients were looking for ‘up close and personal security’, to guns for hire, to chauffeurs, whatever they needed, guaranteed, Duncan and Rubin would have a team suited for any of their needs. They were carrying out an average of thirty assignments each year for clients that ranged from corporations in energy resources, to governments and inter-governmental organizations like banks, certain world known peace keeping organizations and unions. Most of their work came from word of mouth and recognition of their comparative advantage. Everyone, whether they were staff or clients adhered to their strict confidentiality policies. They even had offices dotted around certain parts of the world since their involvement in the ‘The Sahara Hostage situation in 2003’.

 

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