by Sarah Daltry
“I need you to sit, Jayni, while I go through some files.” I do, but I am antsy. I tap my foot incessantly and I can tell it is annoying her, but she says nothing. I think she is equally worried.
“How long have you worked for Mike?” I ask.
She smiles. “Mike?”
“Mr. Arnauer?”
“Jayni, I think it obvious your, shall we say, position gives you intimate enough knowledge to refer to him as Mike.”
I blush, realizing Ms. Schulman knows what Mike and I have been doing on our business trips. I remember the interview as well; I should have known then how much this place was going to get to me.
“So how long have you worked for him?”
“About thirty years. Since the company started.”
I am surprised. “Really? Did you know Eileen?”
She looks taken aback. “He told you about Eileen?”
“He did. It was awful and he feels so guilty still.”
“She was a lovely woman and James was a wonderful child. The accident was a tragedy and Mr. Arnauer has never truly recovered. I have not seen him smile until the last week, after your trip to Boston.”
“He smiled?” I remember how I thought Mike had forgotten all about me when we got back. I like knowing he was happy.
“He was beaming.” She smiles. “You seem good for him.” She gets a file out of the cabinet and sits in the chair next to me. “But it sounds like we have some trouble right now.”
“Mike asked me to marry him. We were going to be married today.”
“I am happy for you, but that explains why Maria might have taken him. She never got over being fired. She lasted about two weeks, before she was refusing to go on business trips and asking him to be her boyfriend instead. I know what you girls do, and I am not sure that I approve, but Mike was not deceitful with her.”
“Not with me, either. I knew that I had no claim to him.”
“Yes, well Maria did not, and eventually he had to fire her and get a restraining order. I believe it expired some time ago. Mike did not realize that she still calls here sometimes. He holds all his calls, so she never left a name.”
I remember when I was working as the receptionist how there would be calls from a woman who always asked for Mike as Mike, but she never left messages. I assumed at the time it was a wife or girlfriend. I wish I had known; maybe I could have warned him.
“But why does she come out of nowhere suddenly? How would she even know we were getting married? He only asked a couple days ago.”
“She swore to him that if he ever hired another assistant, she would destroy her. I suppose she is being true to her word.”
Worried, I take the file with Maria’s address in it and I go in search of Mike. I hope I can get to him before something terrible happens.
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She has him tied to a chair, his arms behind him, and his legs bound. He is blindfolded, but not gagged. I notice he is naked. Because her house is in a wooded area, if he yells, no one would hear him. The room where she has him kept is a grand study, with lush carpeting and soft leather couches. She invited me in without hesitation and seems excited to show off her handiwork.
“What have you done to him?” I ask. At the sound of my voice, Mike murmurs.
“I tried to enjoy his company, but he is being resistant. I cannot seem to get him to stay erect, so I have not enjoyed much. I am aching now. I’m glad you are here. You can help me.”
“Help you with what?”
“I want more of that dick. He cut me off years ago and I have been desperate since. None of my lovers have compared. I loved him, but he wanted to use me. Now, I want to use him until he is spent.”
Mike groans. “Jayni, don’t.”
I go to him and kiss him; he reacts instantly and he is hard in my hand as his tongue slowly darts in and out of my mouth. I can’t help it when my hand starts moving up and down his shaft; touching him has become second nature.
“What are you doing?” He whimpers into my neck, but I am already aroused. He cannot move or return the favor, but it does not take much to get me going lately. I lick the side of his neck and then bite down lightly. He is twitching in the chair. I feel guilty for exciting him for nothing, so I step back and undress.
“No,” Maria says. “I want some of that.” Because I am undressing, I did not realize she was already naked and wet. She straddles him and envelops him with her snatch, ecstasy racking her body as she gets all of it inside of her. I can tell he wants to resist her, but his manhood moves with a mind of its own. He is trying to fight her off. I go to him and kiss him, wanting him to orgasm so I can have him to myself and also so she does not hurt him. She screams as she comes and gets off of him, leaving him unfinished. He groans and his dick is pulsating.
“Finish him off. I will be in the other room. We can talk when you are done.”
I sit on Mike’s lap and let his member work its way past my folds and up inside of me. The throbbing shakes me. I undo the blindfold and look into his eyes. The blue is slightly sad, but as soon as he sees me, he becomes hopeful. While I ride him, I reach back to untie his hands. He cups my ass and I lean back to get his feet. When he has control of his body again, he moves me to the thick carpet. The softness against my back is like a cloud and Mike lays me down on it, his knees on either side of my thighs. I sit up and lick the head of his cock.
“Jayni, thank God you are here.”
He slips back inside of me, hard and pounding. I can feel the pulse through my vagina, which leads me to come. My ass burns as it gets dragged back and forth along the carpet, but it only makes the feeling of his cock even better. I raise my hips so that he is slamming into me and he screams my name as he comes.
“Let’s go see what Maria wants,” I say. The sooner I get him out of there, the sooner I can enjoy him in peace.
2.
She is sitting at a giant dining room table, still naked. A glass of wine sits in front of her. Mike and I settle next to one another and Maria smiles.
“Okay. I have a proposition for you. It is a two-fold agreement.”
Mike is angry and I can tell he is not up for negotiation. “I can just call the police.”
“Listen, Michael. You swore you would never be in a relationship. That has changed. I am not asking for your love, but I could use your help. You see, I am interested in a business deal.”
“What type of business?”
“I am considering starting my own company. What I would need from you is not money, but referrals. Both ways.”
“How so?” He is wary.
“I have many investors waiting with a great deal of money to blow. However, they also have some needs that your company seems to be skilled at tackling.” She looks at me directly when she says this.
“Jayni is not for sale. Besides, she was fired.”
“That’s unfortunate, because I am pretty sure what you are doing, or have been doing, may have legal ramifications. If nothing else, it will bring a lot of shame to your company. And I know how important that is to you.” She grins. She has his balls in a vice.
“You will have to work with Jayni, not me. It is her choice.”
I think about what she if offering. She has clients who would be happy to collaborate with Mike’s company as well. I don’t really understand what kind of business either of them does, but it does not seem competitive. Basically, she will help him expand his market; the exchange is that I help satisfy her clients as well.
“Mike fired me,” I say. “So I would only be working for you, I guess.”
“That sounds about right. What do you think, Mike?”
“If Jayni is willing...” I look at him. I know he would prefer that this was not a solution but his company is dependent on my decision. Besides, because I will be working for Maria and not Mike, it will be easier to keep the two separated and keep work at work.
“I’ll do it,” I agree.
“There’s just one thing,” Maria adds. She st
ands and I admire her body. She is incredibly sexy, even if she is crazy. Her dark hair and olive skin are both shiny and smooth. He breasts are large and firm; I can tell they are real, though. She walks to me. “Several of my clients are women. I would like to take you for a test drive, as they say, to make sure you can meet the diverse needs of my clientele.”
She leads me back to the study. Mike sits on the leather couch as instructed and Maria tells me to lie down on the carpet.
“Have you ever been with a woman?”
I shake my head. “I can’t say it’s not intriguing, though,” I admit. Mike looks startled. I shrug when he questions me with his eyes. Seeing Maria strutting through the room naked is a bit of a turn on, I have to say. Her skin is so smooth and her curves are luscious. She opens a drawer in the desk and takes out an enormous dildo. I get wet just seeing it.
Maria comes over to me and tells me to roll over. She straps on the dildo and begins rubbing it against the crack of my ass. I bend my knees so she has a better angle. My breasts are pushed against the carpet and it is soft enough for me to clutch handfuls as Maria lubricates the dildo and slides it into my ass. She reaches down and sticks three fingers into my dripping cunt. Her fingers work as hard as the dildo and I am crying with pleasure into the carpeting. After my orgasm, she has me flip over and she works my clit with her fingers while she prepares the dildo again. Once she is ready, she teases me with it, going right to the entrance and then pulling back. She bends over so that her tight tits are above me and I knead them. She smiles and shoves the dildo into me hard, causing my back to arch and I wrap my legs around her hips.
“I can’t believe I am being fucked by another woman,” I say and she puts her tit to my lips so that I can flick the nipple with my tongue. Mike is going wild on the couch watching us. Maria looks over to him and invites him to join us. He gets behind Maria and starts caressing her ass. I don’t want him to fuck her, though, so we switch positions. Now, I have the dildo and I slide it into Maria’s soaking pussy as Mike fills me with his erection. Maria is kneading my ass, Mike has his hands cupping my tits, and I am surrounded by flesh and sex. I pound Maria like Mike is pounding me and I love the power it gives me. My vagina contracts and I am sucking in Mike’s cock as I slam into Maria.
“Jayni, please fuck my pussy raw,” Maria begs and that is it for me. I love being the fucker and I nail her so hard she screams my name over and over. It is amazing as Maria and I share our orgasm. The three of us lie on the carpet when we are done.
“You’re hired,” Maria says. I grin. Who said work is boring?
3.
Mike and I have to put off the wedding now, since he does not have another business trip to Vegas for a couple of months. We decide we will wait until then rather than trying to have something local. He agrees to spend a couple of nights at my place, but I have not been invited to his apartment. I imagine he will invite me when he is ready, although I wonder what he was planning to do if we were already married.
I start work for Maria the next Monday and I am on time and dressed well when I go to her place. A short red skirt and low-cut black V-neck say it all. Fortunately, she works from home so I only have a few odd stares as I leave my apartment building. When I arrive, she is sitting in her office in the back. It has French doors that look out over a pool area. She is alone.
“Good morning, Jayni.”
“Good morning. I guess I thought you would have work for me.”
She smiles. “Eager, aren’t we?”
“A little,” I admit.
“I do have some work for you. I have two investors who should be here shortly. They are a couple. I think they have certain interests, so I prepared some things for you in the bathroom down the hall. If you would not mind getting ready, I will introduce you as soon as they arrive.”
I go to the bathroom and there is a basket with suntan oil, some toys, and the smallest bikini ever made. I undress so I can get the bikini on and see that Maria also put aside a silk robe so I can walk around somewhat covered. The bikini is has thong bottom; it is a shiny blue material. The bottom is basically a small triangle of fabric and three pieces of string. The top is two triangles with two pieces that tie around my neck and two that tie around my back. The fabric only covers my nipples and a bit of my breasts. I am popping out, but when I see myself in the mirror, I am overjoyed by how sexy I look. I put on the silk robe and take the basket. Maria says I can wait by the pool until the clients arrive.
There are a couple of long wooden pool seats. I lie on one and place the box down next to me. Because Maria lives in the woods, the pool area is large but private.
When she emerges from the French doors, the couple with her looks nervous. She is small and pretty. He is tall and muscular, with very large hands. He must spend a lot of time in the sun, because his arms are browned.
“Jayni, I would like you to meet Pierre and Celeste.” I gather that they are French and they smile at me. I do not speak French, so Maria talks to them briefly, and explains that they do not understand English. Celeste strips down to a bikini almost as small as mine and dives into the pool. Pierre approaches me and opens my robe. He squeezes my tits and kisses me passionately. His fingers slip into my pussy while he kisses me. He pulls away and licks his finger. He may not speak English, but his grin speaks volumes.
Pierre unbuttons his shirt and walks to one of the wooden chairs. He takes off my robe and I lie down. He gestures for me to flip over and starts to spread suntan oil over my back. I am slippery when he flips me back over and starts rubbing oil into my front. As soon as he finishes, he unbuttons his pants and slips them off. He has no underwear on and his tanned cock is already glistening. I reach for it but he shakes his head. He sits on the other chair and watches me as he rubs himself. I want to do it for him but every time I make a move, he holds up a hand to stop me.
Celeste emerges from the pool and when she sees her husband, she giggles and goes to him. Her tiny frame seems like it could never hold something as big and engorged as what he is stroking, but she slips over it just fine. I watch them as she rides him and exclaims in French. I can tell she is coming when she starts shaking. After she is done, he lifts her off of him and moves over to me. Celeste is smiling and she watches. Pierre mounts me. The oil makes me slippery and I am sliding back and forth on the chair as he gets into position to enter.
Between the oil and my own desire, I cannot get a good hold on the chair and when Pierre hammers me with his massive cock, I cry out. My body is moving up and down on the chair, sliding with his thrusts and the utter lack of control rips through me. Celeste leaves; she does not look upset but I hope I did what I was supposed to do. I don’t want to be fired on my first day. Pierre lifts my slippery body and cups my ass so that I am in the air, my legs around him. He pulls me down onto his cock and it is so deep inside me. He is rough, but it feels good as he gets me closer to orgasm. He takes me and carries me to the fence surrounding the pool area. I am being plowed against the fence and I start yelling his name and cursing about how great it feels. I am surprised, of course, when a door opens in the fence, and a young man walks into the pool area. He is my age and gorgeous. He sees Pierre and somehow they communicate that Pierre is almost done, so as soon as he comes, he hands me off to this stranger.
The stranger is the opposite of Pierre. He is not rough, but he slowly runs his hands over my body. He is also carrying me, with his fingers making circles on my pussy lips. He turns me over on the grass by the fence and gets his clothes off, his dick bulging against me. Slowly, he slips a tiny bit in at a time. By the time the whole of him is inside me, I come all over him. As soon as he finishes, he gathers his clothes and leaves. It is then I notice Pierre, Celeste, and Maria watching me. I am writhing in the grass.
Maria speaks to Pierre and Celeste in French. They gather their things and leave and I am alone with Maria. She brings me the robe.
“Looks like you had a successful day. See you tomorrow.”
4.
At home, Mike is waiting with dinner when I arrive.
“How was work?” I ask him first.
“Boring. Doubt you can say the same.” His eyes twinkle.
“It is a good job for me,” I say.
He serves dinner, which is a type of seasoned steak. Everything is tasty and well cooked. I did not realize Mike had so many homemaking skills. We eat in quiet, both enjoying the meal and the company.
“Anything new?” I ask him.
“Not really. Getting some clients from Maria as she promised, so I have to filter through them. Decide who makes sense for our strategic plan.”
“Will I be meeting them?”
“Some maybe. I think many of them are ones she already knows and is not trying to establish new relationships with. I believe that is your job.”
“Ah yes. New relationships.”
“Does it bother you working with her? After everything?”
“You mean after she kidnapped you? Or because you fucked her?”
“Both?” He cleans the dishes and we move to the den. My apartment is tiny, so the den is really just the room that is not the kitchen, bathroom, or bedroom.
“I guess I am a little upset because she messed up the wedding. But since no one was hurt, it’s fine. And I don’t like thinking of you with other girls.”
“Meanwhile, how was your day?” I think of Pierre and the stranger and blush.
“I don’t have to do it,” I tell him. I lean down, with my head in his lap. He strokes my hair and I put my hand on his thigh, absently running it up and down along his denimed leg.
“I told you this company was the closest thing I had to family. If Maria tried to sabotage me, it would all be for nothing. I’m willing to share as long as you’re comfortable doing it.”
“Oh, I’m comfortable,” I laugh.
“How did I manage to fall in love with such a sex addict?” He is not mad, though.
“Because I fuck you like no one ever has?” I suggest.
