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My Lord, that was painful! The things we do for art :-}
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Just Another Day At The Office by Bob Peale (2/3)
M/F,F/F,MFF,INTERR,BOND,NC
Danny told his assistant to reserve the corporate apartment for the whole week
because he had a prospect coming to town that he'd been working on for months,
and was almost ready to sign. He didn't think he'd need it that long, but he
figured he'd take it out of circulation to reduce the chances of someone
accidentally showing up. He could always make up some about the guy
canceling at the last minute and reimburse the firm later.
He'd decided to take a cab up to the Embassy Suites. It would be
embarrassing enough if he ran into someone he knew, but he would have A LOT
of explaining to do if one of his friends or neighbors saw him driving to or
from the hotel.
He checked his watch as he walked into the lobby off of Wisconsin Avenue:
6:00. He wanted to get here early, because he thought that, psychologically,
it would put him on more equal footing if he were there before her, waiting
with a devil-may-care attitude. The firm's key allowed him to bypass the
front desk and go straight to the 6th floor. The door to the suite opened as
he stepped off, revealing a very naked Carnie.
"Hi Danny. I've just been getting ready for you."
Danny stood in the hallway with his mouth hanging open, all pretense of self-
control gone. There she was totally nude, the smell of sex in the air.
She was clearly aroused; those magnificent nipples he had thought about all
day were long and erect and even a little swollen, like maybe she'd been
pulling on them. Her also looked like it may have had a little
workout. In addition to the lips being puffy and full they were slightly
parted, and there was a trail of moisture running down the inside of both
thighs. His cock stiffened as he examined the body that had been in his
every thought since this morning. He'd convinced himself that he'd probably
idealized her in his memory. Now, he wasn't sure that he'd done her justice.
Nervous that someone might come by and see her standing there, Danny hurried
in and shut the door behind him. Removing his suit jacket, he went into the
kitchen (where the firm kept the bar well stocked) and made himself a scotch
and seven.
"Would you like anything?" he called to her in the living room.
"No, I'll get something later. Why don't you come in here after you've fixed
your drink?"
He finished his drink in two big gulps, made a second, and joined her in the
living room. She was sitting up on the dinette table with her legs spread,
her pointing toward the couch. Might as well enjoy the view, he
thought, and sat down opposite her, his head level with her crotch.
"I have to tell you, I am so fucking horny right now I’m going to burst if I
don’t cum," she said. Danny just sat there; after all, she was running this
show.
She picked up a dildo about the length of a pen and the thickness of a good-
sized carrot that must have been lying next to her on the table, although
Danny hadn’t seen it when he sat down. Still facing him, she slowly rubbed
the tip over her clit several times before pushing it deeply into her pussy,
raising her hips to meet it.
"Ohhh, this feels good."
Danny shifted uncomfortably. He was very hard and getting harder, and his
pants were not providing the room he needed for his expanding cock (not to
mention they were stiff from this morning's encounter). Carnie's head was
back and her eyes were closed as she sensually gyrated her hips in time to
the deliberate thrusts of the dildo. From where he sat, Danny had a perfect
view of the cylinder as it plunged into her pussy, her lips separating
obscenely as it went in, and clinging tightly to it when she withdrew.
The sweat was starting to pool on her stomach, at the point were her met
it. She looked up. "Get your clothes off, and help me out. Now!"
There was no mistaking the hunger in her voice. Danny almost jumped over the
couch as he stood to respond to her command, shedding his clothes as quickly
as he humanly could. In no time, he stood before her naked, waiting for her
next directive. She'd watched him as he stripped, pistoning the dildo faster
and faster as his clothes came off.
In truth, Danny had a pretty good body, especially for a his age. Easily
15 years her senior, he made it a point to run 10 miles 3 times a week, and
never missed an appointment with his personal trainer on the other days. He
had much less flab than most middle-aged men, and his stomach was pretty flat.
Best of all, he had a nice cock. 7 inches long, it was almost as big
around as it was long (he'd measured it in once on a dare). The head
blossomed out from the shaft thickly, and many a woman had just from the
effort of him working it inside her.
She only had to ask him once. He immediately got between her legs and licked
the trail of moisture that had run down her thighs, savoring the salty/tart
taste as he moved up toward her crotch. In this position, he had
unobstructed access to the area between her asshole and her pussy. He licked
it feverishly, like a little trying to finish his ice cream before it
melted. Every once in awhile he made sure to linger around her asshole,
force his tongue into her. Whenever he did, he was rewarded with moans of
encouragement.
"Oh yeah, yeah! Like that, Danny!"
She was building toward a mind-blowing orgasm, and Danny knew just what to do
to get her there. Without slowing his oral attention, he reached up and began
to rub Carnie’s clit in time with the dildo’s thrusts, pressing firmly on her
button and moving in strong, circular motions. It was more than she could
take; within moments, she was flying over the edge.
"Oh shit!" she screamed. "Oh God Damn! I’m cuummmming! Arrgghhhhhhhh."
Without the fear that others might hear her, Carnie was very vocal. Once her
orgasm started, Danny found himself unable to continue the assault with his
tongue, because she was bucking too hard for him to remain in any sort of
consistent contact. Finally she lay still on the table, spent and satisfied.
If I don’t fuck this soon, I’m going to go out of my mind, Danny thought.
He was about to say something to that effect when she raised herself up on her
elbows and looked over at him.
"You’re two for two. I don’t know how I’m going to make it, I’m already worn
out. I can’t believe I’ve that hard twice already." Danny smiled. "We
should probably discuss our little arrangement now," she said seriously.
Fuck, Danny thought. Here it comes.
While she spoke, Carnie spread her legs and started to tease herself. She
was still pretty worked up, so it didn’t take long for her fingers to get
wet. "This is how we’re going to do this. I'll lay it out for you, both what
I’ll do as well as what I want from you. You can think about it for a few
minutes, then give me your decision. If you’re not game, fine. You can get
dressed and go, and I’ll file the report that I have. If you accept, then
tomorrow I file a report that says your equipment is clean, and I offload the
data that I have stored on the network. If you break our agreement at any
point while we’re here, the deals off, and I file my report as is. Any
questions?"
"Just one. If I accept, how do I know that it ends here?"
"Once I’ve filed my report, I can’t submit a revision without going through a
very lengthy explanation process. And it looks really shady."
Her breathing was getting shallow because she was starting to get excited
again. She’d started by rubbing on finger along her crack; she’d progressed to
sliding two fingers in and out of her while she spoke. Jesus Christ,
Danny thought, does she ever slow down?
"But that doesn’t mean you wouldn't."
Her responses were coming slower now as she started to in earnest.
Her fingers were now buried up to her knuckles and her ass was slapping the
table as she moved in time with her strokes.
"Danny," she said lazily, "if tried to screw you," they both smiled at the
irony, "wouldn't you do everything you could to make sure that I'm buried
under twice as much shit as you are?" He shrugged. "I’m not stupid; this is
a one time deal for both of us, not an unlimited opportunity."
She’d thought it all out. In spite of the barrel she had him over, he
couldn’t help admiring the way she thought. She was not a stupid woman.
"OK, so what's your deal?"
Reluctantly, she pumped a few more times then removed her fingers, bringing
them up to her mouth and them clean. "It's not really that
complicated. I can use you as I please until 6:30 tomorrow night," she
sighed.
"What do you mean, as you please?"
"Exactly what I said. Whatever I say to do, you have to do."
"That's crazy!" Danny exploded. "If you tell me to write a check for all of
the money in my bank account, I'm not going to do that; if you tell me to
nominate you for partner, I'm not going to do that either."
"I assure you, Danny," she said, spreading her legs farther and jamming the
two fingers back in, arching her back as they struck some unseen spot in her
pussy, "I will not waste my time with stupid shit like that."
"How can I know that?" Danny asked.
Carnie removed her fingers again, and covered first one, then the other nipple
with the juice from her pussy. Grabbing one mammoth in both hands she
raised her nipple to her mouth and licked the juice off, tickling
the rigid point with her tongue.
"You can't," she said simply. "How do you know that I haven't already
submitted my report?" Danny turned noticeably pale. "I guess you'll just
have to trust me."
Danny sat there, a wave of conflicting emotions rattling around in his head.
Here the woman was blackmailing him, forcing him to do what she wanted, with
no room for redress. On the other hand, she was so fucking hot that he
couldn’t think straight, and all she wanted was to use him for her sexual
pleasure.
While he was deliberating, Carnie continued her show, covering her fingers
with juice, then covering her nipple and licking it off. Liquid
was starting to puddle on the table, and she was starting to alternate
between licking her nipples and twisting them cruelly while she waited for an
answer. He could tell that she enjoyed masturbating in front of him, and the
smell of sex that had been so strong when he first walked in was now
suffocating. By the time she started to whimper, his mind was made up.
"OK, it's a deal."
At first she didn’t respond, and Danny wasn’t sure that she’d heard him. Her
eyes were closed, and she was whimpering kind of loud while biting down on her
nipple. After taking a final nibble, she released it and looked back at him.
"Don’t worry, Danny, you’ll like this. Now come over hear and start serving
your sentence," she said huskily.
While he walked over to the table, she slid off and waited patiently for him
to take her place. The table was slick with a mixture of sweat and juice, that for some reason he found erotic.
"Lay down." He complied.
Now flat on his back, Carnie knelt at his feet and attached a leather bracelet
to each of his ankles.
"Drop your hands over the sides," she commanded.
Once again, he complied, and she attached leather bracelets to both of his
wrists too.
"Oh, and one more thing. Moaning and groaning is cool; hell, it's
encouraged. But do not speak to me unless it is to answer a direct question.
Don't ask to go to the bathroom, don't ask to get something to eat. You are
here to make me happy, and I hate to hear begging!"
She climbed back onto the table and positioned her over his mouth.
"Show me that you understand all of the rules!"
Danny responded instantly, snaking his tongue out and probing her already
sopping wet pussy. Masturbating had left her nice and open, so he
could easily work his tongue up into it. Involuntarily, she began to fuck
his tongue as his cock grew harder and thicker.
"Ummm, good boy. As good as this feels, I have work to do," Carnie sighed,
and slid off his face, and off of the table. She moved around until she was
kneeling between his legs, where she softly caressed his rock hard cock. It
twitched and bobbed as she ran her hand from tip to base and back again,
until finally, she wrapped a small hand around the shaft. Danny tried to
rise up on his elbows to see what she was doing, but his restraints made it
impossible. The bracelets were attached to elastic bands that provided some
give, but not nearly enough for him to sit up. He would be forced to just
wait for her to do something and let his body respond.
Carnie quickly pumped her hand the length of Danny's shaft, and his cock grew
even harder. Then, as delicately as she could, Carnie stretched her mouth
over his cock-head and began to suck it, taking care to cover her teeth as
they passed over it. She hard on the head, pumping the shaft and
occasionally nibbling softly while she sucked. Danny began to shift his hips
under her attentions, trying his best to fuck her hands and mouth, but he
couldn’t get any leverage with his hands and feet tied over the side.
"Do you like?" she asked sexily. Danny nodded vigorously, rapping his head on
the table.
Leering, she went back to work. Engulfing his cock-head again, she pried his
slit apart with the tip of her tongue. He jerked convulsively, pulling
against his restraints as waves of pleasure rolled over him. She then
released his head and licked down the length of his cock, burying her face in
his pubic hair, breathing deeply.
"Nothing smells better than a ready to cum!" she squealed.
She then kissed her way back up to the tip, slurping and on his cock
like a starving woman until she tasted the first drops of precum.
"How's that feel?" she asked. All Danny could do was moan. He hadn’t yet, but it wouldn't be long.
Next, Carnie nuzzled his ball sack, first one nut, then the other,
into her mouth. He had nice sized balls, and normally she would have had a
little trouble getting a whole one into her mouth, but his cock had stretched
it a little, and soon she had managed to work both into her mouth. She began
to hum a tuneless rhythm.
"Oh God Carnie," Danny groaned. He'd broken her rule, but he couldn't help
it. The sensation of his balls vibrating in her hot, moist mouth was too
much, and cock began to twitch, which Carnie guessed (rightly) meant that he
would be cumming any minute.
Suddenly, Carnie opened her mouth a let his ball sack drop out. "Uh uh, Danny
boy. Not yet."
Damn, he was so close! He wanted to so bad he saw stars.
Needless to say he was very surprised when he felt a Carnie loop a leather
cord over his balls and around the base of his cock. He started to sputter a
question, but Carnie cut him off.
"Remember, no talking. I forgave you once; I may not be as kind the next
time." Danny bit back his outburst.
Carnie secured the strap tightly around the base of Danny's cock, and then
looped it around his balls, pulling them down and away from his body. After
making several more loops around his balls, she tied off the strap, then
rolled a tight rubber gasket ring over the swollen head of his cock and down
as close to the base of his cock as she could get, burying it in his pubes.
She looked over at his face and chuckled at the mixture of shock, outrage and
discomfort play across his features.
"Sorry to do this, but I want to make sure that you stay hard a LONG time."
Trussed up like this, there was no way for his hard on to subside. The rubber
ring trapped the blood in his cock, making it abnormally hard and rigid. With
his balls tied so tight and pulled away from his body, gone was any hope of
cumming and getting relief.
End of Part 2.
I hope you enjoyed the as much as I enjoyed writing it. I am currently
at work on others that will be posted as soon as they are finished. Thank
you for all of the constructive comments and words of encouragement. If you
have ideas, feel free to email them to me; I can't promise anything,
but I'm always looking for things to write about.
As always, please drop me a line with your comments.
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