Chapter 2
Jill knew who it was even before she turned. Richie’s distinctive drawl and deep voice were instantly recognizable. And there he was, standing right before her, leaning casually against a pillar.
“Oh, hi,” said Jill, unsure of how to respond.
Richie walked up to her and looked intently at her. Being so close to his intense blue eyes was more than a little disconcerting. “What’s your name?” he said, softly.
“Jill.” She couldn’t look away, frozen by the intensity of his gaze. As she stared adoringly into his blue eyes, she was aware that she was no different from all the love-struck girls who had fallen for him. But she was powerless before the raw sexual magnetism of his presence. Every word he spoke seemed to have a sexual overtone to it.
“Jill,” he repeated as if it was the first time he had heard that name. “What are you doing out here? You should be dancing.”
“Oh, it’s a little crowded in there.” Jill laughed awkwardly. “I just needed a breather.”
Richie wrapped his arms around her. Dear God, she thought, is this happening?
“How about we just dance here?” he whispered into her ear.
Jill couldn’t believe that she had Richie, one of the hottest sex symbols around, pressed against her body. His torso was hard and lean, and she could feel the powerful muscles of his arms and chest as he held her, tenderly yet firmly. “Well, um … yeah, OK,” she stammered, struggling to focus her thoughts.
Richie looked deep into her eyes, his face inches from hers. “You’re beautiful; you know that?”
Jill giggled nervously. “I don’t think so.”
“Well, you are.” Richie leaned in even more closely. Good Lord, what was that thing pressing against her? At first, she thought he must be packing a gun, but then Jill realized it was something else entirely. The long, hard thing running up most of his upper left leg was the biggest cock Jill had ever felt. She could feel it clearly now as he pulled her in closer. ”There are a lot of girls here, but none as special as you.”
Richie bent over to kiss her, but as their lips touched, Jill remembered with a jolt that she was engaged. What the hell are you doing? She thought angrily. She thought of Calvin, the love of her life, the man she was going to spend the rest of her life together. And she was about to cheat on him, blinded by the attractiveness of this rock star.
She was livid with herself. “No, I’m sorry,” she said, pulling away.
Richie opened his mouth to speak, but Jill suddenly had an overwhelming desire to get out of there. “Goodbye,” she said and rushed to the living room. The party was in full swing with people everywhere. Jill tried to find April, desperate to leave as soon as possible. She finally found her, on her knees, giving a blowjob to one of the band members.
Feeling a little nauseous, Jill hurriedly left the party. Outside, she took a deep breath. The party had become way too wild for her inclinations. Hailing a cab, she headed home.
As she let herself into the luxurious apartment she shared with Calvin; she was disappointed to see that he wasn’t there. Desperate to hear his voice, she decided to give him a called. “Hey, babe,” she said, hoping she didn’t sound too guilty. “Where are you?”
“Still at the office. How did the show go?”
“Great. We – April and I went for a drink after.” Jill couldn’t bring herself to admit that she went to Richie’s party.
“Ah, good.” Calvin sounded distracted. “OK, I’ll see you – I don’t know when I’ll see you. Damn work. Take care.”
“Take care, honey. Good night.” Jill felt strangely deflated as she put down the phone. Calvin had been working increasingly long hours, and things had become a little distant from them. But, of course, long hours were an essential byproduct of working for a big investment firm. Still feeling guilty by the way she had behaved with Richie, Jill decided that she would do something special for Calvin. After all, it had been a long time since they had done anything romantic together.
She surreptitiously called Calvin’s assistant Sarah and found out when he would be free. “Oh, we have been really busy working on this new merger, but everything should be wrapped by Friday,” Sarah told her. Sarah was a gorgeous brunette from England. Jill had been quite jealous of her and worried about all the time she and Calvin spent together. But everyone had seemed so focused on work at the company that it seemed unlikely that anyone would have the time or the inclination for an affair. Jill’s suspicions soon dissipated and she had come to rely on Sarah to pass on valuable information when she needed it.
Jill spent all week planning for Saturday evening. Calvin had come home late on Friday exhausted after finally completing the merger project. He got up late the next day and went to play golf with his buddies. When he came home in the evening, Jill was waiting for him. She was looking stunning in a dress that showed off her enviable hourglass figure while her freshly styled, golden blonde hair accentuated a face that was wholesome and very attractive.
“Hello, darling, I have a small surprise for you.” As she kissed him, Jill remembered why she had fallen for him in the first place. Calvin had the broad-shouldered good looks of a stereotypical American quarterback. His neatly combed hair, square jaw, and athletic physique added to his guy-next-door good looks. The scion of an extremely wealthy family, he nevertheless always conducted himself with humility and charm.
“What’s all this?” Calvin asked, looking surprised at the sumptuous dinner Jill had prepared.
“Well, you have been so busy lately,” Jill said, taking him by the hand and leading him to the table. “I thought you deserved a special treat.”
“Wow, this is some spread,” said Calvin, checking out the delicious food.
Jill smiled. She had cooked Calvin’s favorite food and later that evening she had something, even more, specially planned for him. As Calvin cut into the T-bone steak that had was cooked just right, Jill asked him about work.
“It’s OK. I'm so busy lately.”
“I know, Sarah told me,” Jill said. “Now that the project you were working on is over, I guess you won’t have to work so hard.”
Calvin shook his head. “There is another one coming up – bigger than this one. It just keeps piling on.”
Jill was more than a little disappointed. She thought she would be able to spend more time with Calvin. Oh, well. She would just have to make the best use of the time they had.
Soon after they finished dinner, Jill dragged Calvin into the bedroom. Things had gotten a little quiet in that department as of late, and Jill decided the time had come to heat things up. Calvin laughed as she pushed him onto the bed and leaned over him.
“Well, I had dessert, but I can always do with a second helping.”
“Oh, you’re going to get more than a second helping,” Jill said, putting on some music. She was going to give him the time of his life – just the thing he needed to make sure he wouldn’t get wandering eyes – and just the thing she needed to forget all about bad boy Richie, she thought. Jill started dancing, letting her breasts lightly touch his face as she gyrated in front of him. Then she turned and bent over, letting him have a good view of her ass, something she knew he loved. She glanced back and was gratified to see Calvin looking at her, entranced.
She sat on his lap and moved her bottom against his crotch, enjoying the feel of his semi-erect penis stiffening through his trousers. The first time they had gotten naked Jill had thought, You are perfect after all. His cock had been the biggest she had seen, thick and perfectly shaped. Time to play with it now, she decided. She unzipped his pants and reached in to take out his dick. She wrapped her fingers around it and fished it out, relishing the feel of its girth. She looked teasingly at Calvin, and he looked at her expectantly.
With a giggle, Jill took the shaft into her mouth. She enjoyed the feel of the huge purple head of his cock sliding down her throat. Wrapping her mouth around his shaft, Jill sucked as she moved her head up and down. Calvin gro
aned, closing his eyes and laying on the bed. Jill let the cock fall out of her mouth and ran her tongue teasingly over the bulbous head while she jerked him off with her hands. Calvin moaned as she took his dick into her mouth once more and swallowed it in its entirety. She may look like a wholesome girl, but she had a few tricks up her sleeve.
“Oh, Jesus, don’t stop,” Calvin groaned as she sucked deeply before pulling his fully tumescent organ out. But Jill had some other things she wanted to do with him. She moved up, kissing him on the lips as she undressed him. Why would she look at another man when she had this? She thought as she ran her hand over his rippling torso. Calvin was also hungry for more and quickly undressed her. He expertly removed her bra and took her full breasts in his mouth, one by one. Jill moaned as he licked and sucked on her aroused nipples. He knew how to tease and stimulate her nipples and breasts exactly. Soon Jill was completely excited.
Deciding she had enough of foreplay, Jill pushed him back. She needed some of that cock, badly. She crouched over Calvin, letting the head of his penis rub tantalizingly against her pussy lips. Finally, when she couldn’t postpone it any longer, she let his cock slide into her as she mounted him, thrilling to the familiar sensation of the turgid organ pushing against the walls of her wet pussy. She waited motionless for a while, letting the familiar feelings of thrilling pleasure wash over her. Then she started moving, slowly bouncing up and down on his huge organ, each thrust taking it a little bit further in.
Calvin was rapt with pleasure, kneading her breasts as she rode him. Jill rested her hands on his muscular chest and started rotating her hips, grinding her G-spot against the head of his cock. Slowly, she felt her orgasm building. “That’s it, big boy,” she cried. “Make it come, make my pussy come!” She quickened her stroke until she started to climax, her body shaking with spasms of pleasure rocked her body. Calvin couldn’t control himself as he felt her cunt contracting on his throbbing cock. With a yell he came, shooting his seed into the depths of her vagina.
They collapsed in a heap, drenched in sweat. For a time, they lay in each other’s arms, breathing deeply. “Come on, let’s shower,” said Jill finally. With a sigh, Calvin let himself pulled up and led to the bathroom. As they bathed, Jill reflected with quiet pride that the night had been a great success. If there had been any danger of her perfect relationship with Calvin being derailed, it had been entirely put to rest, she thought.
Chapter 3
The rest of the week went quietly. Jill was glad and cheerfully went about her day to day activities while Calvin immersed himself in work. He came home very late and left early. Jill hardly saw him and started to miss him again.
Then she had a brilliant idea. She would surprise him. That Friday evening she slipped into a slinky black outfit and headed to Calvin’s office. As she entered the building, she was surprised to see that it was almost empty. She assumed that more people would be working on this new project that was keeping Calvin busy. No one was at the reception desk, and Jill decided that she would surprise Calvin in his office.
She took the lift to his floor and went to his door. She was about to knock when she heard a low moan coming from inside. Jill froze. It was only a small sound, but it had the unmistakable overtones of a woman being aroused. Jill started shaking. Unable to believe what was happening, she pressed her ear against the door.
“Fuck me, fuck me with your big cock.” Sarah’s distinctive British accent only served to make the words clearer.
“Do you like this, huh? Do you like it?” She heard Calvin say. She had never heard him sound so dirty and sexual before.
“Yeah, fuck me, big boy. Give it to me hard.” Sarah’s reserved and dignified manner of speaking had given way to a sexually provocative, wanton, lusty tone.
There were the distinctive sounds of flesh smacking, of a hard cock thrusting in and out of a wet pussy. Jill had heard enough. Sobbing, she fled from the office and ran to her car. Hands shaking, she quickly drove home, unable to quite comprehend what was going on
At home, she collapsed in bed and bawled her eyes out. All those nights, pretending to be working when all he was doing was fucking his assistant. No wonder he had seemed strangely distant lately. And Sarah – always acting so friendly, so unfailingly courteous. The nature of the betrayal left her barely able to breathe. And here she was, sobbing in their bed.
She rolled over and took a deep breath. She had to control herself. How long had this been going on? Calvin had always worked late hours from time to time, but it had become a daily occurrence about six months ago. So, all that time, these two had been sneaking around, screwing behind her back. Shock gave way to anger.
When Calvin came home that night, Jill was up. “Oh, hello,” he said, apparently surprised.
“Hi, darling,” said Jill with false cheerfulness. “Working late again?’
“Yeah, yeah,” said Calvin. He sighed dramatically. “We had a lot of work to do.”
“Really?” Jill let the smile drop from her face. “Then why did I catch you fucking your assistant in your office this evening?”
Calvin looked as if he had been sucker punched. “What?” he gasped.
“I thought I would surprise you and came to your office. I saw you and Sarah.”
“Oh,” said Calvin, looking deflated. He sat down. “I see.” He was silent for a while, then looked at Sarah. “Look, I’m sorry for what happened. You’re a lovely girl. It’s just that … I guess I wanted something different.”
“Something different?” Jill couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“You know, we have known each other for almost five years. I guess things were getting a bit stale.”
“You asshole,” Jill cried. “We are supposed to get married.”
Calvin rose and held her. “Look. This is nothing serious – just a bit of fun on the side. OK? We are still getting married.”
Jill stared at him. She finally saw him for what he was. Underneath the humble, friendly exterior, the model good looks, there was … nothing. He felt no remorse, no genuine guilt over what he had done, only a sense of entitlement. Jill realized that the man she had been so madly in love with was more in love with himself than he had ever been with her.
“You know what, Calvin?” she said. “Fuck you. I’m leaving you. Have fun screwing your assistant.”
She walked out of the door and slammed it behind her. It was only when she was outside breathing the cold New York air that she wondered where on earth she was going to go. There was only one friend she could turn to, and half an hour later she was knocking on April’s door. April took one look at her face and knew something was wrong. She ushered Jill in quickly and gave her a warm chocolate drink.
“Oh my God, the asshole!” April said after Jill had told her what had happened. “He seemed like the perfect guy, but look what he had been up to.”
“The worst thing is, this has been going on for months,” sniffed Jill. “I had no idea.”
“That’s why I don’t bother staying true to my guy,” April told her. “All men are pricks.”
“We were going to get married!” Jill bawled, bursting into tears.
“There, there,” said April, giving her a hug.
After she had cried a while, Jill wiped her tears. “What am I going to do?”
“Well, it’s late, so the first thing you’re going to do is crash here,” said April, taking charge. “And tomorrow, we’ll go over and collect your stuff.”
“OK,” agreed with April. She thought she would be up all night, but she soon fell into a deep and exhausted sleep. Later that day, she and April went over to her old apartment and collected her things. As she packed her stuff, her gaze fell on an old photo of Calvin and her. They looked so happy, but she knew now that it had all been a lie. She looked back at the apartment one last time. This had been where she had dreamt of spending the rest of her life with the man of her dreams. With a sigh, she dropped her key on the table and left, closing the door behind her
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That evening, Calvin called her. “Jill, your things are not here and I found your key. What’s going on?”
“What’s going on is I am leaving you, you asshole,” Jill snapped.
“Aren’t you taking things a little too far? You know, my father had plenty of affairs and my mother looked the other way.
Jill couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Well, I’m truly sorry for your mom. But if you think I’m going to tolerate your cheating, you’re sadly mistaken.”
Calvin sighed. “No one is perfect. Let’s face it, I fucked up. But look at all the things I got for you. Do you really want to kiss goodbye to this sort of lifestyle?”
So this is what she had been to him, a trophy to be paid for and kept. “Calvin,” said Jill. “Go to hell.”
“OK,” he said. “If that’s how you want it. One last thing.”
“What?”
“Could I have the ring back? You know since we’re not getting married.”
“No, you fucking asshole. You can’t have the ring back. I guess you’ll have to buy your assistant another one.” Jill slammed the phone down. She was trembling with anger – anger, not just at Calvin, but at herself for falling for such a man.
That night, April gave her a sympathetic ear as she told her everything that had transpired. “He seemed like such a catch. Who knew he would be such an asshole?”
Jill sighed. “I know.”
“You know, he was the biggest catch in New York,” said April. “Until Richie showed up, anyway.”
“Funny story about Richie,” said Jill with a little laugh. She told April everything that had happened the night of the party.
“Oh my God!” April gasped. “Why didn’t you sleep with him?”
Jill shrugged. “My mistake. I imagined I had a faithful fiancé at the time. I should have gone for it when I had the chance. Oh, well. I won’t be meeting him again.”
“Not so fast,” said April. “I may be able to do something about that.”
“Really? How?”
April smiled. “Is anything too difficult for me? Give me a few days and I’ll fix something up. Though you owe me big time for this.”
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