Another Man's Treasure

by Jay, Wendy

  “I had a lovely time last night, Jude. I don’t remember the last time I went dancing. I admire all your dedication and compassion for those kids. I would love to contribute financially and with my time.”

  Jude, releasing her top, smiled. He knew what she was doing. That’s right Mandy, change the subject.

  “I don’t want these kids to go through what I did, see the things I saw, feel the neglect and abandonment I felt. I will do what it takes to help as many as I can. I have these fundraisers twice a year,”

  Miranda had never heard such compassion and seriousness in his tone before. She smiled and touched his cheek. She could feel her throat close up from emotion.

  “I’ll see you at 7:00 tomorrow night? I need to finish my run before I cool down completely.”

  He stared at her cleavage and ran the tips of his fingers over her décolleté’. Jude cleared his throat.

  “Yeah…ahem…I need to get to work. See you tomorrow night, Miranda.”

  He pulled away slowly and watched her from his rearview mirror. He took one hand and rubbed his cock.

  “Fuck, just what I need right now, a raging hard-on.” He turned the radio to an all sports station, attempting to divert his thoughts. “Thank fuck for all-sports radio and a 15 minute drive to work,” Jude laughed.

  Miranda, watched Jude pull away, put her hand to the area he was just caressing with his fingertips. Holy hell...I can still feel his touch. She took a couple of deep breaths. Deciding to turn around early, she started back home. “No biggie c pan, I can do my long run another day.”

  She picked up speed until she reached a steady pace. Her mind raced, going twice as fast as her legs. She ran faster and did a mental inventory of her closet. I need to do some unpacking to find just the right thing to wear. Hmmm….casual, sexy, slutty, sexy-casual?

  “If you think for one minute I am going to make this easy for you, think again Jude. You think you hold all the cards, but I have an ace or two up my sleeve.”

  Miranda grinned as she talked to herself aloud. Back at home, she stretched a bit, then went into the house, put coffee on to brew and headed upstairs for a long bath.

  “Screw that, I am gonna take a shower. Last thing I need to do is drown this morning!”

  Miranda undressed and threw her clothes in the hamper. She regulated the water temperature, stepped under the pounding jets and leaned her head back to wash her hair and enjoy the steamy shower. Today will be a day of unpacking, getting organized and settled…again.

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  At the stop sign, Jude signaled and turned right toward the office. The sight of Miranda’s breasts in that jogging bra, his fingers touching the curve of them… Ah, hell don’t go there dude. You barely got yourself under control now. As he parked in his space and walked in the main entrance, the daily routine began again. He had read the proposal and thought about it all night. He better call Craig today and get some fine tuning done.

  “Good morning, Mr. Delaney.”

  Tommy, the security guard, held the door open for Jude. Jude laughed and slapped Tommy’s shoulder and he grinned

  “Good morning Tommy, thank fuck its Friday, huh?”

  “You got that right Mr. Delaney!”

  Jude opened the door to the stairwell and started the climb to the 5th floor by taking the stairs two at a time. The exercise helped relieve the sexual tension gripping his body as he walked into the office to greet his secretaries. Only Janice was at her desk. Jude inquired about Sarah.

  “Today’s wires are on your desk already, Mr. Delaney. Sarah is out sick today.”

  “Nothing serious, I hope?”

  “No, Sir. She fell last night and sprained her wrist. She called me last night to say she wouldn’t be in today. She should be fine and back to work by Monday.”

  “Good, but just in case Janice, please send her some flowers from the office staff.&nbs ce sn>

  “Will do, Mr. Delaney, I will have them delivered this afternoon.”

  Janice dialed the florist and smiled. Wow what a great boss.

  Jude sat at his desk and made several phone calls, including the florist and the gourmet shop. Flowers and imported wine will set the tone for tomorrow, he thought. He planned to leave a bit early today to make all his stops and finish preparations.

  He had planned this night over and over in his mind. There can be no mistakes or omissions. It had to be perfect…red roses, red wine and the hottest redhead he had ever laid eyes on, all in front of a roaring fire. The corner of Jude’s mouth started to curl in a sly smile. Saturday evening was just around the corner. The adventure of a lifetime begins. Jude sat for a few minutes, daydreaming. He was finally going to get the evening with Miranda he always wanted. Oh, Miranda, if all goes the way I plan, I will never hear the words goodbye from your luscious lips again.

  Chapter 11

  Jude opened the front door to the farmhouse and stepped back slightly to let Miranda pass by. He extended his arm and nodded slightly.

  “Please, come in.”

  Miranda slipped past him, brushing up against the full length of his body. Damn, he smells good, she thought as she mentally shook her head, trying to gain control of her senses. Jude took her coat and hung it on a hook close to the door.

  She couldn’t take her eyes off his arms and shoulders. Thick muscles stretched his tee shirt and a tattoo peeked out from under his sleeve. She could see every ripple and definition. Man, this guy worked out. Her eyes quickly scanned down his wide chest, an outline of a nipple ring pressed against his shirt, narrowing to his waist, to where his jeans sat right on his hips. His thighs were thick and bulky, tapering to nice firm calves and bare feet. Jude turned to walk to the kitchen and she noticed his tight, firm ass and her jaw dropped.

  Sweet holy hell, this guy was fucking perfect. I can’t wait to get my teeth on that nipple ring. I wonder how much of his shoulder is tattooed.

  Jude tipped his head and a small grin came across his face. He handed her a glass of a fine merlot. Miranda blinked, realizing she had been caught staring.

  “A glass of wine, Miranda?”

  “Yes, thank you.” She took the glass, brushing her fingers across his hand, and took a small sip. “Mmmmm, it’s very good,” she murmured as she narrowed her eyes and smiled seductively. Oh, she was going to enjoy this cat and mouse game…yes indeed…very much.

  “Come to the study, I have a fire going and dinner set up in there.”

  Jude took her elbow and led her down the hall. He could smell the light scent of lavender and it taunted his senses.

  The study was warm and inviting, not at all what she expected. Walking into the room, the fireplace gave off an amber glow against the beige walls and dark blue drapes. A dark navy sofa and plush Oriental rug faced the fireplace. A small table next to the sofa was set with fruit, cheese, and a bottle of champagne on ice. Turning to the other side of the room, she saw his desk. It was crafted of antique oak with a large credenza behind it that held his computer and printer. Directly across from the desk was a bare wall with the exception of a large mirror. Nothing else adorned the walls.

  “Your study is quite unusual.”

  “There are times I work from home, so I like my environment to be comfortable. That stuffy office is a bit too sterile for my taste. Please, Miranda, sit and make yourself comfortable. There is fruit and cheese for us to enjoy and chilled champagne if you wish.”

  “This is all quite, shall I say, romantic,” she said coyly as she sat down at one end of the sofa. She knew full well what he was up to, and admittedly, she wanted the same. I am going to lose it if he so much as touches me.

  Jude stirred the fire a bit, added a log and sat down next to her so closely that she could feel the heat from his body.

  “I am glad you find it so romantic, Miranda. You see, I plan to seduce you tonight. I have planned this night from the first time I saw you stretching in your driveway.”

  Jude slowly brushed his hand against her cheek then ran h
is hand through her hair. He grabbed a handful and pulled her face close to his. Jude whispered against her lips.

  kt="="2%" “Miranda, I want to fuck you tonight…hard. How does that make you feel?”

  Miranda tried to pull back, but Jude had a firm grip on her hair. He snaked his other hand around her and placed it on the small of her back. Miranda hissed, staring directly into his eyes.

  “What makes you think I am going to let you?”

  Instantly, Jude’s eyes narrowed, going from the clearest green she had ever seen to something dark and almost sinister. Something deep inside her clenched and she her breath caught. Losing control was not what she wanted, but the raw sexuality of it excited her…a lot. She was already incredibly aroused and her pussy was soaking wet. Jude took his hand from her back and grabbed her face just under her chin. He kissed her hard, tongue pushing her lips apart, forcing her mouth to open wide and take him in. He moved his mouth down over her bottom lip and bit it hard. Miranda yelped as Jude leaned back.

  “Good, remember that feeling. Stand up Miranda, and take your pants off.” She leaned back with her eyes wide and started to object.

  “I said NOW, Miranda. If I do it for you, you will go home tonight bare assed, because there will be nothing left of those fucking pants.”

  She stood up slowly and unbuttoned her pants, letting them fall from her hips to the floor. Why was she listening to him? She vowed to never let a man talk to her like this again. But, for some reason, Jude had this hold on her and she liked it.

  She stepped out of her pants as Jude grabbed them and threw them aside. While she was standing there with the glow of the fire behind her, he pulled her closer. He ran his finger through her red lace panties, pulled them off and tossed them aside.

  Jude ran his hands over the inside of her thighs and rubbed two fingers through the folds of her pussy. Fuck, she was so wet.

  He pulled her down to her knees in front of him and lifted her shirt over her head, exposing the matching red bra. Jude ran his thumb over the material and felt her nipples harden with his touch. He reached around and unhooked it, letting her breasts fall free. Firm, large and nipples so hard… he leaned in and bit one, then the other.

  Miranda squirmed and reached for him. He pushed her hands down. She let her hands fall to her sides. Miranda looked at him with wild desire in her eyes and lifted one eyebrow.

  “No, just let me admire you. Sweet Jesus, Miranda, you are breathtaking. I want you to get up on the sofa, on your knees and hold onto the back.”

  “Mmmmm, I think you have a bit of a naughty side, don’t you, Jude.”

  “You have no idea.”

  Jude’s eyes narrowed. A small grin crossed her lips and a sarcastic tone crept into her voice.

  “I understand…Master< kast cr/span>.”

  Jude grabbed her, spun her around quickly and placed a quick slap on her backside. It stung a bit, but it was gloriously playful.

  Miranda, on her knees, leaned over the back of the sofa, grabbed a handful of material and waited. She heard Jude unzip his pants. He placed his hand on her ass and rubbed in circles, then planted a firm slap on one cheek. Miranda flinched, but enjoyed the sensation.

  With his knees, he forced her legs apart and she could feel his cock against her ass. Oh my God, he was no slouch in that department. He started to rub his hard cock between her legs.

  “You are so wet and ready for me, aren’t you Miranda?” Jude taunted her with his cock, rubbing her wet pussy.

  “Mmm hmmm.”

  Jude put the tip of his hard cock just at the entrance of her wetness and Miranda leaned back to take more of him deeper. He planted two hard slaps on her ass, and she yelped.

  “OUCH! Damn, Jude!”

  He grabbed her hips and pushed his cock in fast and deep.

  Miranda gasped at the sudden thrust and closed her eyes. Holy hell, he filled her completely. There wasn’t an inch of her pussy that wasn’t filled with his massive hardness. Jude began to move in and out of her.

  “I have wanted this for so long. Fuck, Miranda…you are so damn tight.”

  He reached up and grabbed Miranda’s hair with both hands and arched her back towards him. Moaning and whimpering, Miranda was drowning in glorious sensation. With each thrust, Jude was closer to release. Miranda started to shake. He knew she was close to orgasm.

  “Not….till…I…say…Miranda. Not yet, sweetheart. I want this to last.”

  Jude pulled out completely. His breath labored, he released her hair and Miranda fell forward. Jude slipped his hand over Miranda’s pussy and slipped in two fingers. His thumb grazed her clit. He began to gently rub and felt it harden to his touch. He knew she was at the brink of orgasm again. The feel of her under his hand and watching her body respond to his touch had his cock throbbing and twitching. He pulled her to her feet and spun her around so she faced him and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he entered her again deep. Her arms wrapped around him and her hands found their way deep into his hair. Jude kissed her hard as he pumped her wet pussy again. They were molded together so tightly there was no beginning of one or end to the other.

  Jude gripped Miranda‘s taut ass and started moving her up and down on his cock deeper. She tightened her legs around him and gyrated her hips in circles. Throwing her head back, Miranda moaned.

  “Oh my god, fuck me Jude…fuck me harder!”

  “My pleasure, baby.”

  Jude moaned as he walked over to his desk and laid Miranda down on her back. He leaned over, kissing her, and turned her head to the side. Miranda saw their image in the full length mirror. Jude whispered in her ear.

  “Watch baby…watch as I make you come.”

  Jude held Miranda’s leg close to his massive chest and moved her other leg over to open her wider. He took his hard cock and entered her slowly, moving in and out in rhythm with her. Leaning his head back, Jude closed his eyes and moaned. Faster, he slammed his cock into Miranda deeper and he felt her start to tighten around him.

  “Let go Mirada, come for me baby.”

  Jude held her as Miranda’s body stiffened and shook violently as her orgasm sped through her. Jude thrust one last time and could hold back no longer.

  “Jesus, Miranda!”

  He came with her, his own body rocking with convulsions and spasms. Miranda screamed as wave after wave flowed over her and she felt Jude’s warm come spurt into her body. He let her leg fall as he slumped over her body. As the sensations slowly subsided, Jude picked up Miranda and carried her to the sofa. He sat down with Miranda on his lap and held her while she continued to shake and whispered to her, nuzzled in her neck.

  “Mmmmm, sweet baby, yes.”

  “Out-fuckin-standing!”

  Miranda looked into Jude’s eyes, bright and glistening green, and smiled. They both started to laugh. Jude grabbed his tee shirt lying on the cushion next to them and slipped it over her head.

  “How about that champagne and something to eat?”

  Jude got up to open the bottle and the cork made a loud pop. Miranda settled on the floor in front of the fire and munched on apple slices. Not until then did Miranda notice that Jude had never taken his pants off!

  Well, well…I will get my hands on that bare ass one day…very soon. Oh, yes. Miranda smiled secretly to herself at the thought. She could get used to this very quickly.

  Chapter 12

  Miranda sat on the floor in front of the fire, took the glass of champagne Jude handed her. She took a sip in between bites of apple slices.

  “It’s wonderful Jude, thank you.”

  Jude settled on the floor beside her and sipped his champagne.

  “I’m glad you like it. I picked it up at the local gourmet shop in town. Miranda…Mandy…was I too rough with you?”

  Jude watched her with genuine concern on his face. Miranda shifted her body so she was facing him, sitting ‘Indian-style’. She raised her eyebrows and giggled.

  “That one crack on
the ass was pretty hard, but I kind of liked it. No, Jude, you weren’t too rough with me. I am pretty tough. Besides, a little kink just spices things up a bit, don’t you agree?”

  Jude took her glass of champagne, put it on the side table with his and reached to pull her closer. He grabbed her arms, gave her a yank and plopped her in his lap. Her laughter was like music to his ears. Jude wrapped his arms around her and pinned hers down, nuzzled her neck and kissed her.

  “So, you are telling me I got me a saucy, kinky, redheaded wench on my hands?”