by J. A. Rawls
“I’m game if you don’t mind sharing.” Susan looked at him waiting for his response. I can’t believe this. I’m going to get the fantasy of my dreams and all because of Sam. She realized she’d already treated the young men to a good view of her charms and thought it was only fair they show her their equipment. She slipped off the sofa and told them both to undress. At first they hesitated, but she let them know that if they wanted to join them they had to be naked too.
Within seconds both Julian and Herman were naked, their erections pointing up, up and away. Herman’s cock was big, even bigger than Sam’s. Julian’s cock was average-size, but cute as could be. As Susan looked over at Sam she wondered exactly what he expected her to do. “You’ve brought these two men here, what did you have in mind?”
Sam stood and tied his robe, looking first at Susan in all her naked glory and then at the two young studs standing beside her. “I want them to please you, and you to please them.”
“You don’t think this is a little strange for a first date?” She wondered what she’d gotten herself into.
“Actually to watch you pleasure them and them pleasure you would make this the most memorable first date I’ve ever been on,” he smiled.
“It’ll be a first for me; that’s for sure.” Susan looked at Julian and Herman, took both their hands and led them to the sofa, which was in fact a day bed, indicating they should lie down. She knelt and took Julian’s manhood into her mouth, running her tongue up his shaft and around his cockhead, sucking until he started to spasm. She took all his nectar into her mouth, licking the last drops.
Next she moved over to Herman. She tried to put her mouth over his cock, but it was too large, so large that her hand barely went around it. She licked the tip and stroked the massive shaft. Finally he too sprayed his seed down her throat, Susan took in every drop.
Lucky for her, both young men quickly regained their erections. Julian began to stroke her womanly treasure. He slid his fingers over her nether lips entering first one, then a second into her sweltering channel. Her wet sheath opened willingly as Julian pumped her slowly. When she felt the moisture between her legs, Susan pulled him on top of her, waiting while he gloved his love tool, guiding it into her puckered opening. Within minutes they both climaxed, moaning loudly. She looked at Sam and he seemed pleased with what he’d seen, his own voyeuristic pleasure made the act even more erotic.
Herman was more than ready when Julian finished. His cock was pointing to the heavens while he waited patiently for his turn.
Susan reached over and pushed him back against the cushion straddling his chest as she licked the head of his engorged member. She moved up and down his erection, applying pressure while tasting his essence with every movement. As he sighed she released the bulbous head and licked the shaft circling him with her tongue.
Their sixty-nine position allowed Herman to extend his tongue and feed upon nectar deep within her channel; to him a drink for the gods. He continued to give her his undivided attention licking the sweet liquid from her entry.
She took his member and gloved it in its protective jacket. Turning she lowered her womanly entry over his erection, impaling herself on his manhood. He thoroughly filled her slowly moving her up and down as he eased in and out of her body.
Susan started to climax, first slowly, and then the tremors consumed her, seeming to last forever. She thrust hard against Herman, desperate to have more of him inside her. He pushed up against her and she came in a violent and euphoric eruption.
When Susan rolled off him, she could barely move. She leaned up on one elbow and saw Julian and Sam sitting at the table. She climbed off the sofa, picked up her robe and walked over to the table to get a drink. She brushed the hair from her eyes and smiled at Sam, “I’m pretty well spent, hope that was what you wanted.” I hope I didn’t take this too far. At least both of them were wearing condoms. Wish I could say the same for Sam. She sighed, trying to put that thought out of her mind, at least for now.
“That was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever had the pleasure to watch. Thank you for making this the most memorable day of my life. You realize you’re mine now, right?” He smiled slyly as he watched her reaction. Her eyes went wide and she staggered back to fall on the sofa. Meanwhile he reached for his billfold. “Gentlemen, thank you for assisting me in pleasing my lady. I really appreciate it.” He handed each man a $100 dollar bill and escorted them from the tent.
Before they left, Julian asked if there was anything else they needed.
“No, we’re fine, thanks for asking.” Susan and Sam looked at each other and smiled. They were both more than fine. He sat down next to Susan and took her hand. “Can I get you anything?”
“Yes,” reaching down she began to stroke him, feeling his manhood respond to her touch. “I’d like more of this if you don’t mind.”
“No love, I don’t mind. It’s all yours.” He shifted her above him, slowly lowering her onto his erection. I can’t believe I’m erect so soon. I haven’t had this kind of stamina since I was in college.
Susan moved slowly up and down, enjoying the control she had over this beautiful man. She leaned forward, offering him her breasts. He took one in his mouth greedily running his hand over the other and moving the nipple between his thumb and finger. Although she enjoyed the dedication he showed to her satisfaction she couldn’t seem to complete the act.
Sam realized this and brought his hand between them rubbing his finger over the nub at the entry of her nether lips. She shivered immediately but he didn’t stop, wanting to insure she was satisfied.
She rode hard, enjoying his touch, not wanting it to end. Her body had other ideas and within seconds she climaxed again, trembling as she collapsed over him. She laughed softly, “You can roll me off if you’re done, I don’t have the energy to move.” She moved her legs out behind her and lay atop his.
“I don’t want you to move, I like having you right where you are.” He held her close as they drifted off into a light slumber.
Susan woke with a start not realizing where she was. Then she felt Sam’s erection grow inside her again and she smiled. I know exactly where I am; I’ve died and gone to heaven.
Sam rolled her on to her back, keeping his hardening shaft deep within her feminine core. He looked at her, nipping her chin as she opened her eyes. He wanted her to watch him make love to her.
She held his gaze as her vision clouded with lust. He continued to penetrate her silk heat. Susan let him enter her again and again, wanting him to fill her with his seed. Wait, oh God, he’s not using a condom. I’m an idiot. She jerked and the look on his face told her he realized something was wrong. She didn’t want him to know what an idiot she was so she smiled, kissed him softly and ran her hands up his back encouraging him to continue. The fourth orgasm of the day came like an erupting volcano. His seed joining her moist core, she sighed, realizing how stupid she’d been in just a matter of hours. Maybe everything will be fine. I can only pray.
He held her close. “Are you hungry? Can I get you anything?”
“I’d like to take a hot shower and maybe get a steak. Someone,” she smiled seductively, “I won’t drop any names, has depleted my protein store and I need to restock.”
“I agree, let’s go take a hot shower and then we can have dinner here. I’m staying here so we can use my room if you don’t mind.”
Susan looked hesitant.
“I can get you your own room if you want.”
“That’s not necessary. After what we’ve experienced I think sharing the same room is probably okay.” She laughed softly. I am so screwed.
Five
After a decadent steak dinner, Sam took her back to his room and made love to her until early in the morning. They didn’t talk much; there didn’t seem to be a need. They couldn’t get enough of each other. They made love on the sofa, in the big overstuffed chair, in the bathtub, and standing in the shower. It wasn’t enough and didn’t account for the two
times they’d climaxed in the king size bed.
Susan was sore, but in a good way. She couldn’t seem to get enough of this man. His sexual drive far exceeded any man she’d ever dated. She knew tomorrow would shed a whole new light on their date, but tonight she couldn’t stop because for some reason she simply didn’t want to. She wanted him to make love to her and he did repeatedly.
The phone rang and Sam answered standing with his back to her.
Susan caressed his firm full ass with her hands, running down the back of his muscular thighs, up his washboard stomach, and lightly brushing his manhood as she passed. The swift throb it gave under her palm caused her to move one hand down again, this time lingering on his crotch. She felt his erection growing. Her juices were flowing, her nipples getting so hard they seemed to ache for his touch. She pressed her head against his back, taking deep breaths to inhale the scent of him, which only heightened the emotional and sexual arousal she was feeling. She was so excited that she started to rub her crotch with the hand that wasn’t rubbing his.
Sam hastened to finish his call, hanging up abruptly. He believed if he told her he had to leave now she’d probably strangle him. Instead he took her hand in his and headed straight for the bed. Sam grabbed her, his tongue seeking hers in a desperate kiss, running his hands over her breasts, taking her hard nipples between his fingers. She moaned as he touched her. “You’re a bad girl,” he teased, fingering her sensitive buds.
“You make me that way,” Susan replied breathlessly.
There was a tone of arrogance in his voice now, “So you want to screw the boss?” Susan nodded her head as he rubbed his throbbing steely rod against her dripping lips. He laid her on the bed and went down on her, his nose brushing against her clit. Tears came to her eyes, tears of total contentment, as his tongue sank deep into her moist entrance. His tongue stabbed at the folds of her sex as he slid one finger into her nether hole, making her climax over and over.
Susan pulled him away from her dripping crotch and gave him a deep passionate kiss enjoying her scent on his eager lips.
Sam placed her on her hands and knees and moved behind her. He ran his hands over her buttocks, his hard stiff cock probing her opening. She moaned uncontrollably as that long thick pole slid slowly inside her, his hands spreading her ass cheeks so he could go as deep as possible.
He filled her hot, wet, fiery vise as she’d never been filled. Susan couldn’t believe how deep he was going, and she couldn’t hold back her screams of pleasure. She was overwhelmed, breathless, and climaxing again and again. Sam’s sexual attack was relentless in and out, faster and faster. She had never had so much man, or so much ecstasy. The smell of sex, their sex, was intoxicating; they were hot and sweaty, moving together as one. As if by direction they both collapsed, holding each other tight as they regained control of their breathing.
“You’re killing me beautiful lady, but what a way to die,” Sam smiled down at her kissing her nose.
“Sam, I’m really sorry to be the one to say this, but I need to take a quick shower and get home. James will be returning Sara shortly and I need to be there.”
“I know honey, just a couple more minutes.” He pulled her closer.
“No more sex, I really do need to shower and go.” Susan broke their embrace and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
“I guess she has to go,” Sam said as he thought about the past 24 hours and the woman he’d spent them with. I love her and I want to marry her. I just can’t rush her. I’ve loved her for as long as I can remember.
Susan came out of the bathroom dressed and ready to leave. I have to get out of here.
“Let me take a quick shower and I’ll take you home,” Sam said as he walked into the bathroom.
I can’t stay here. Susan walked over and took a piece of stationary from the drawer. ‘Sam, I’m taking a taxi. I need time to think about everything that’s happened. I’ve had a wonderful time. Thanks for everything. I’ll call you. Susan’. She left without looking back.
*****
As she entered the condo, Susan closed the door and leaned against it. I thought I had problems on Friday. I can’t believe it’s only Sunday and I’ve now had sex with another man – my boss. Good God what was I thinking. What if I’m pregnant? I need to call Martha. No, I can’t tell anyone what’s happened.
Six
July 2007
The new job was great. It’d been five months since she’d been with Sam. When she told her daughter this morning that she was pregnant Sara had wanted to know who the father was and she’d told her. Her daughter couldn’t believe she hadn’t told Sam. I told her I couldn’t do that, not yet. She remembered the look on Sara’s face, like a mother who couldn’t believe how stupid her daughter had been. Then there’s Martha, who for some ungodly reason realized I was pregnant before I did. The good news; she hadn’t demanded all the gory details. I know she’s biting at the bit to know, but she hasn’t asked. Susan hadn’t called Sam and he hadn’t called her. He took my note literally, which gave him an easy out. I know that confirms he only used me to fulfill his fantasy. I made it so easy. Sighing, she finished signing yet another letter and took it out to Monica. “Here you go. What’s next?”
“Mr. George Thompson called and he’s on his way up,” Monica responded without looking up from her computer. “He said if you had time he’d like to take you to his place for a chocolate soda.”
“Okay, I’ll be in my office. Send him in.” She couldn’t believe her luck. I guess the good news is that it’s Sam’s dad and not him. I can do this. She sat down, hiding behind her desk.
George walked in her office, a frown on his face. “Ms Masters, I’d like a few minutes of your time.”
“Yes, sir, is there a problem?”
“What happened?”
“I’m – sorry, sir, I don’t understand the question.”
“What happened between you and my son?”
“Mr. Thompson, I’m sorry, but I don’t want to discuss my personal life with you.”
“Did he do something wrong? If he did, he doesn’t know what that is. I’ve tried to talk to him and he said something about the ball being in your court. I don’t understand that exactly. I know he’s miserable. He mopes around and has no interest in his business anymore. When was the last time he was in the office?”
“I’m not sure, sir.” Susan closed her eyes. She knew exactly the day.
“You know. When was it?” He stood firm, waiting for her response.
“The day before you told me I had this job. The day before our first - and last date,” Susan snapped; she didn’t know what else to say. This was obviously her fault, or so Mr. George Thompson thought.
George paced in front of her desk, not saying a single word. He stopped and looked at her, “Don’t you like him?”
“Yes, sir, I like him fine. Maybe he doesn’t like me.” She bit her lip and turned to look out the window. “I don’t know. I haven’t talked to him in over four months.”
“I need something to drink.”
As much as she feared standing she had no choice. She couldn’t leave her boss’s father standing there wanting water. Susan stood slowly and walked to the bar, her pregnant silhouette clearly visible under her dress. She removed a bottle of water and handed it to Mr. Thompson. “Please, sir won’t you sit down?”
“Susan - you’re pregnant! Oh my God! Are you carrying my son’s baby; my grandchild?” he demanded.
“Yes, sir, I am.” She sat down, tears running down her cheeks. I have to make him understand that he can’t fix this. Sam and I have to work this out for ourselves. “Please, sir; I beg you, let me work this out my own way.” She gazed into his eyes.
“This is a mistake Susan, a big mistake. My son is going to be furious you haven’t told him before now. He’d want to be a part of this; I know. You have to tell him.” George took her hands, “Susan do you love my son?”
“Sir, it’s not that simple. I’
ve complicated our relationship by getting pregnant. I will not trap him in a marriage he doesn’t want.”
“How do you know that? You’ve allowed him no say in the matter. You need to tell him Susan. You need to talk to my son.” He took a seat. “Listen, I’ll give you two weeks to tell him, if you don’t, I will.” He looked at her until she shook her head to the affirmative. “I don’t want to interfere, I really don’t. If the two of you don’t want to be together then I can understand that. But I want to be a part of your baby’s life. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir, I hear you. I’ve got some plans in the works and once they’re finalized I’ll call Sam and let him know what they are,” she offered softly.
“Susan Masters, I gave you more credit than that. You’re an intelligent woman. You’ve achieved the Director’s position in this firm on merit, and yet you’re not smart enough to realize that you can’t make this decision on your own. You need to do it with Sam. He needs to have a say in what you do, and how you plan to raise his child.”
“I know, but honestly I’m afraid. I don’t know how he feels about me, and I don’t want him to feel trapped. My first marriage was based on a mistake. I can’t agree to start a second marriage like it was the second scene of the same story. I can’t do that to him or myself. But - but I will tell him. I promise.”
“Susan, do you love my son?”
“Yes, sir I do, but it’s not enough - not now.”
“Tell him Susan, tell him soon.” He leaned down, kissed her on the cheek and left her office. What is wrong with kids today?
Susan didn’t get a chance to get up as Martha walked into her office. “What are you going to do? You can’t put this off any longer not now that his dad knows. He’s not going to keep quiet.”
“Not you too; I don’t need the added pressure. George gave me two weeks to tell Sam. Now I only have to figure out if I can quit my job and become part of the witness protection program within that time frame.” She forced a laugh, “He hasn’t even called me. What would make either of you think he gives a damn about me?”