by Mia Ford
Chapter eleven
For the next week, we pretty much christened every room in the house including his desk in his private office. I don’t think that he was ever going to look at that desk the same way again. He would always sit there and remember how my ass had slid back and forth leaving a stain of my arousal behind.
“I have a meeting downtown. They have requested I be there in person. In this day and age, I don’t think it matters, but this guy is from the old school of thinking. I would hate to impose, but I would like you to be there to make sure everything goes off without a hitch. You can certainly tell me to go to hell and it’s not like your position here stems from protecting me anymore. We are in this together. I don’t think that I would want anybody else watching my back or my front.” I was already thinking along the same wavelength. I would feel foolish if something happened to him and I wasn’t there to prevent it.
“You’re not thinking anything that I haven’t already thought of myself. You’re not going anywhere without me. I’m not going to hear anything about that. I may not be at 100%, but even at 80%, I am more than capable of handling any crisis.” I was walking a little funny and feeling the effect of the many hours of marathon sex sessions we had completed in the last few days. There didn’t seem to be a waking hour where we weren’t manhandling each other into a submissive position.
I found myself using a few implements of necessary pleasure not only on myself but on him as well. The vibrator was his favorite and was an added bonus to the vise-like fit of my pussy grinding against him to completion. He did cum harder than ever before which I’m sure was not going to make him a stranger to using such pleasurable aids in the future.
“I don’t like the idea of using you like this, but it doesn’t look like you’re going to take no for an answer.” During those times I wasn’t on my back or holding onto the headboard slamming down on his midsection, I was researching and finding I was close to who was making the threats against his life.
I was strapped and ready to go to war, but I had no idea where the enemy might be coming from. The penthouse was a fortress and the likelihood of him being attacked there was slim to none.
“We can relax. This limousine is equipped with the latest technology in battle skins. It’s airtight, completely bulletproof and it cost me a pretty penny to have it made to my specifications. I’ve never had an opportunity to have to use it and I hope that I never have to.” He looked comfortable in his own skin, but I was still wired for sound. I was looking for anything that would contribute to the way the hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end.
“I know there’s nothing to worry about, so why do I feel like something is wrong.” My statement made him sit up straight with his shoulders back and his eyes dancing in his head.
The partition rolled down and I could see the back of the limousine driver. “I haven’t seen you in a few days, Mr. Williams. I was wondering when you were ever going to come out of there.” His words were cold and calculating like he was out of time and out of patience.
“I hope that I didn’t cause you any reason to be alarmed. Your job is safe for however long you want it. You have been with me a long time and I know how important your family is to you.” The driver was looking at him in the rearview mirror and there was a case to be made for the kind of hatred he was staring at him with.
“You know nothing about my family. I listened to you and I lost everything. My wife left me with the children in tow. I was destitute with the investment you shared with me tanking. I didn’t really blame you and I knew investments were tricky with variables you can’t account for. It was my own fault, but then I learned a disturbing fact.” Spittle was flying from his mouth and he was gripping the steering wheel with his gloved hands like he was an Indy driver.
“I don’t know how many times I have to apologize. It was out of my hands. I thought it was a lock, but it turned out to be something less than secure. You’re not the only one that lost his shirt in that deal. I’ve tried to make it up to you with bonuses and I thought we got passed it.” Something had happened to make this guy act out.
“It never bothered me when you didn’t even know my name. We’ve talked often enough, but you never really wanted to know my personal life. I could’ve lived with my mistake, but finding it was a pyramid scheme is not something I can look past. You purposely swindled millions of dollars out of investors with a mutual fund built on a house of cards.” I looked at Knight and I could tell that he was complicit. He didn’t think anybody was going to find out. He was trying to make up for it by throwing money at the problem.
“I’m sure there’s something I can do. Name your price.” The limousine lurched with him pressing down on the accelerator and flying through a red light with many honking horns to indicate he was driving erratically.
“It’s just like you to think that money solves all your problems. Money is not going to bring me, my wife, back or prevent my children from looking at me with disappointment in their eyes. I’m going to hell and I’m taking you with me.” He took the mirror off of a nearby parked car. He was staring straight ahead like he had a purpose.
“I know that I’m going to regret asking this, but what exactly are your intentions?” My words were met with a scowl of contempt.
“I would suggest you both make peace with your maker. I have nothing left to live for. The only thing I want is revenge. It’s said to be best-served ice cold which is exactly how I’m going to settle my differences with Mr. Williams. He wants to play with people’s lives then he’s going to learn a valuable lesson which I hope he’ll understand before he takes his last breath.” I went for the door, but it was locked. I kicked my foot against the window with nothing to indicate any kind of brute force was going to work. I wasn’t sure it was a good idea anyway. Rolling away from this car at this speed would’ve been tantamount to suicide.
“I can apologize until I’m blue in the face, but it’s not going to make any difference to you. Are you sure you want to die like this? I would like you to consider another option. Money may not bring back your family, but it could give you a new lease on life. You can start over with beautiful girls and tropical drinks. You won’t have to drive me around anymore. You would have enough money to live on for the rest of your life. You can’t possibly tell me there’s no appeal in breaking the chain of monotony.” I could see that his pleas were falling on deaf ears.
“My life has been shattered because of your need for greed. I can’t in good conscience allow you to do this to somebody else again. I’ve been watching your dirty dealings. You framed an innocent man for the pyramid scheme and paid him a considerable amount to keep his mouth shut behind bars. You found some patsy willing to take your money, but I’m not one of them.” We were on the highway and in the distance, I could see a bridge. I knew at that instant what his plan was and I couldn’t let him see it through.
I made a quick decision by leaping through the partition. I knocked him completely out cold with the butt end of my gun. I had the steering wheel, but his foot was still pushed down onto the accelerator. I scanned the area and the only thing that I could think about was stopping us before we reached the bridge closed for repairs.
I saw my only option. I turned the steering wheel, slamming into a road sign with enough force to bend it and lift the car into the air with the wheels spinning with no place to go. I felt like a pinball with my legs up in the air landing on the dashboard and looking down to see that I was bleeding all over again.
We were both going to have to testify against Reginald Davidson. He was screaming for blood and the investigators had to take some of what he said seriously. They were looking for the smoking gun concerning the pyramid scheme but nothing landed at his doorstep. Knight promised me he had changed and I believed him.
I did continue to fight, but not for the money and more for the enjoyment of the adrenaline rush running through my veins. I toppled the queen.
Knight proposed and I found mys
elf looking at the big screen as he popped the question with a diamond almost as big as my fist. I was looking forward to spending my life with the man I loved and with the child I had on the way.
I was just going to have to make sure he was not tempted to fall into old habits. I was just going to have to keep him busy. I wondered what other kinky perversions I could introduce him to. I had a laundry list and I had just begun.
10
EXTENDED EPILOG: TRAIN ME
Sam
“I told you this was the life,” Barry said with a happy sigh as he picked up the Corona from the holder he’d made in the sand and drank it down in one long swallow. He sighed and wiped his mouth on his arm. “Motherfucking paradise right here, my friend. Motherfucking paradise.”
I watched him exchange the empty bottle with a fresh one out of the cooler at his feet. He was sitting in the beach chair wearing a Speedo and a Mets baseball cap. Her was still fat, but his skin was baked to a golden brown and he looked happier than I had ever seen. He twisted the cap off the Corona and held the bottle out to me. I tapped my bottle to his and smiled.
“So, how’s that going?” he asked, watching as Abbie trudged out of the surf wearing a red bikini that matched the color of her hair. Her body was amazing. Every head on the beach turned to watch her walk by. She was moving slowly toward us as she wrung the salt water from her hair.
Barry whispered, “She sure reminds me of Phyllis.”
“Don’t let her hear you say that,” I said. “Other than the hair, they are nothing alike. And to answer your question, it is going amazingly well.”
“That’s good to hear,” he said with the bottle at his lips. “I hated that you carried a torch for that cunt all those years.”
“Let’s not go there,” I said, holding up my hand to Abbie, who smiled and waved back. “Phyllis and I have an understanding now. For the first time in our entire relationship we both know where the other stands. And we seem to be okay. We’re much better friends than lovers.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” he said. “And I do appreciate you handling things for me back in New York, and bringing me the buyout check personally. You could have just deposited it into my off-shore account you know.”
“Then I wouldn’t have had the chance to lie on this beach with my best friend,” I said. “Or have sex with Abbie in the ocean at sunset.”
He chuckled. “Beware of crabs, my friend.” We were quiet for a moment, then he asked, “So, are you going back?”
I took a long sip of beer and sighed. “Yeah, I’m not ready to chuck it all just yet. Business is booming and I love what I do. And the judge has bounced the Verone divorce into arbitration, so there’s no telling how long that’s gonna take.”
“Divorce is a bitch,” he said. “But if you’re on the right side of things it can sure buy you a lot of nice stuff.”
“What are you two talking about?” Abbie said, coming to sit on the end of my deckchair. She pulled my sandy feet up into her lap and gave us a smile.
“We were just talking about how wonderful true love is,” Barry said with a smile. He glanced at me, then back at Abbie. “And how happy my old pal seems. I think the two might be connected”
“Are you an expert on love now?” I asked.
“I’m an expert on many things, my friend,” Barry said. “But not love.” He pushed himself out of the chair and brushed sand off his round belly. “Well, I’m gonna shower and get ready for dinner. Meet you guys in the restaurant in thirty minutes?”
“Sounds good,” I said.
“Better make it an hour,” Abbie said, her hands massaging my feet. She bent down to nibble the tip of my big toe. “We need to take a shower first.”
“An hour it is,” Barry said with a knowing smile. “Take your time, kids. I’m happy to start without you.”
Abbie
The warm water cascaded over our naked bodies, washing off the day’s sweat and sand and layers of suntan lotion. Sam washed himself off as I washed my hair. I turned my back to the shower spray and closed my eyes to rinse the soap from my hair.
I felt his hands on my breasts, soaping slow circles around my nipples and around my globes. I sighed as I felt his hand drift down to soap up my red curls. I spread my legs so he could slide the bar of soap between my pussy folds. When I opened my eyes, I found him smiling at me.
“I’m glad you came,” he said, setting the soap in the dish before returning his fingers to my pussy. He moved them back and forth over my lips, then slid one inside.
“I’m glad I came, too,” I said, wrapping my fingers around his stiff cock, soaping it up, sliding my hand back and forth along the shaft. “In fact, I’d love to cum again.”
“I think that can be arranged,” he said. I braced one foot on the floor and pressed my back to the tile wall. Sam lifted my other leg with a hand under the knee. I guided his cock to my pussy, then put my hand around to his ass to pull him to me. He slid inside and slowly moved his hips back and forth.
“God… Sam…” I moaned as his long cock impaled me. Each time he pulled out, my clit rolled over the shaft, sending shockwaves through my body. “I love your big cock…”
“Your pussy is so tight…” he sighed, his lips on mine as the warm water rained down over our sun-kissed skin. “God… this isn’t going to take long…”
“Fuck me… Sam… Faster…”
Sam held onto me so I didn’t slip as he pummeled his cock into my tight box. I curled my toes and gritted my teeth as the fire erupted from deep inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and bucked my pussy against him. The orgasm shuddered through me as I gushed wave after wave of hot juices onto him.
I felt Sam cumming. His body grew rock hard and he squeezed his eyes shut. He moaned and pushed into me and held it there as he filled me with his hot seed. After a moment, we opened our eyes and gave each other a warm smile as the water sluiced down our bodies.
“You look very happy and content, Mr. Collins,” I said, pressing my forehead to his.
“Unbelievably so, Miss Walsh,” he said, staring into my eyes. “And it’s all because of you. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me,” I said. “I had a wonderful teacher.”
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