by Mia Ford
I was sweating profusely with the clothes that I was wearing sticking to me like a second skin. I was in desperate need of a hot shower and the possibility of inviting another to join me. I didn’t think that it would take all that much to get him to drop what he was doing and his pants in that order.
This whole thing has been going on for too long. You have one more week and then I’m going to cut the cord. If I have to do that, then you won’t find work in this town ever again. I’ll make sure that your reputation for failure will follow you from one job to another. I don’t want you to consider it a threat. It’s more of a promise. I believed you when you said that you could do this job.” She slammed down the receiver with enough force to make it rattle in its cradle.
She stormed out, fuming with the knowledge that I had disappeared with no way for her to get her clutches on me. It wasn’t easy doing this kind of work and sometimes it took somebody that was willing to do the impossible. My former clients told me that I was very good and that I should take the leap to leave what I was currently doing. I had an interest in doing this full time. I had to admit that the feel of my adrenaline rushing was a sensation that I could never get enough of.
I waited and then I made my way back over to that drainpipe and started to shimmy down. I heard cracking. I stopped and waited with bated breath to see if it was going to come loose from the wall bracket. It was barely holding it in place in the first place.
I could hear it creaking and I moved quickly to avoid a fall. It would certainly hurt me enough that I would feel pain for quite some time. I landed on my feet, looking up and seeing that it had remained intact by pure luck. There was no way that I would be able to do that again without having it come apart in my hands.
“I was worried when I saw her go in there. I can’t see in the office and that is the one place in the building that is not secured. It’s obvious that she doesn’t want people to have any kind of record of what goes on in there. I’m sure that she had a heated debate with her head of security over that matter.” Speaking of her head of security, I saw Susan and she was looking right at me.
“I’m going to have to go radio silence for a moment.” I stood there ready for her to attack, but she walked right past me and went into make that necessary surprise trip to catch them doing something wrong. “It looks like Susan has once again mixed up her schedule to keep them guessing.” She not only made them guess, but she had my heart racing in my chest.
“That was too close. Get out of there and come home immediately. You have no idea what this persistent danger is doing to me. I can think of a couple of things that will help to relieve that stress.” I was glad that he was thinking like I was. I wasn’t going to have to leave him spent and looking stunned by my behavior.
“I can’t leave. I have to go back to the bar and make my excuses. I doubt that they would even remember that I was gone, but I can’t take that chance.” I had a change of clothes in a car that I had bought sight unseen during an auction. It was this beat-up clunker, but it had good bones and underneath the hood was almost pristine.
I slid in the passenger seat, watching the bar and making sure that nobody was going to come out. I couldn’t afford for them to find me in a state of undress. I quickly took off the black pants and underneath was that same ugly looking brown dress that made me feel like I was trying too hard not to be noticed.
“I have a meeting with Lillian and the board of directors in two days. I want to find her at my mercy. I’m going over the files, but so far there’s nothing here to put her at any scene of a crime. There is no impropriety and I don’t see anything that resembles embezzling of company funds. I’m going to have to dig a little bit deeper. I have something to occupy my time until you get here.” I was doing all the hard lifting and he was at the safe house. I wasn’t sure, but I was feeling that I was doing a lot more than he was.
“I know the reason why you can’t be seen, but that still doesn’t make me feel any better about being here underneath her nose. So far, she hasn’t recognized me, but that security expert is making me feel like somebody’s walking over my grave every time that she looks at me.” I popped my head up from the back seat, making sure that I wasn’t going to jump out and find myself accosted by one of my colleagues.
I got out and carefully closed the door. I saw the homeless man that I had paid $5.00 to look after it and then I gave him another five upon my return. He waved the bill in the air with a toothless grin. His shaggy and dirty hair was the perfect complement for the ratty looking clothes that looked like they hadn’t been washed in weeks.
“The likelihood of anybody stealing it is slim to none, but I still have to give you something for your diligence.” He looked confused and I could tell that my highbrow vocabulary had gone right over his head. “I’m just saying that I’m grateful that you are here to look after it. He nodded his head and grumbled something under his breath. There was really no way that I was going to understand what he was saying.
“I don’t see why you even bother to give him anything. If it was for charity, I might understand, but that clunker is not worth the money that you spent. If it gets stolen, then you can always get another one.” He did have a valid point, but to lose it would only compound the issue.
“Let me see if I can explain it to you, Marshall. If it’s stolen, then there will be a report and then I would become more than just wallpaper. The last thing that I want is for them to see me. I have to remain in the shadows, working on our behalf to get what we need without attracting Susan to my activities.” I went across the street, stayed by the door and then went in when somebody came out.
I found my way to the same bar stool that I had in the corner and my drink was still sitting there. I’d settled down and then felt a hand on my shoulder that had me go rigid like I had been caught with my hand in the cookie jar.
“I’m not sure that it was a good idea to invite her. She has been making fun of everybody. You can tell that most of them are trying to keep her at a distance. There have been a few that went to the bathroom and didn’t come back. She is enjoying herself, but it’s not in the way that I intended She left for about 10 minutes and I think they were all hoping that she went home.” Tina had found me and was now telling me how it was a mitigated disaster to have her breach the inner sanctum of their serenity. This was supposed to be a safe place, but it was turned into more of the same that they had endured at the office.
“I hope that you not blaming me for this. You’re the one that found it necessary to invite her. I just said that it might be a good idea to give her the option. I never thought for a moment that she would take it seriously. You can at least take solace in that she’s smiling.” The only reason why she was smiling was because the guys were getting ridiculed after each game of pool with an article of clothing on the line for each ball sunk.
The girls were snickering underneath their breath as three guys stood to the side with their hands over their privates to hide their obvious shame and embarrassment for losing like a couple of chumps.
“Do you really think that you stand a chance against me, young man? You saw what I did to your friends and still, you felt obligated to take my challenge on face value. It’ll cost you your dignity and I hope that it was worth it. This last shot is going to take your underwear.” She made it look like child’s play as she lined up a shot that looked impossible to make.
“If you can make the shot, then I will gladly give you my underwear.” It was a wonder that the bartender was allowing this to continue. The only ones that were in attendance were from the office and a few girls that had come in when they saw what was going on through the window. I think that they were getting a kick out of seeing a woman wipe the floor with them. I know that I was.
From where I was sitting, I could see the cue ball jump into the air off the table and then come down landing with such grace that it hit the eight ball with a kiss. It wasn’t much, but it did send it into the pocket.
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I see the stunned look on your face, but I don’t see your underwear in my hand. A bet is a bet.” He was a good-looking man and out of the four of them, he was the only one that had the kind of body that would seem to make embarrassment a second thought to him. “I’m waiting and don’t make me think that you are not a man of your word.” He was flushed a shade red that mimicked the color of the felt on the pool table.
He slipped them off and what he was in possession of had her grabbing it. She was dragging him to a chorus of the women to the front door. “This has been a lot of fun and I’ll see all of you in the morning bright and early. This young man might be a tad late.” There was an obvious engagement ring on his finger, but that didn’t stop her from taking what was the spoils of war.
She used his cock as a makeshift leash, gathering up his clothes and leading him back to the black stretch limousine waiting outside. She made a whistle of appreciation watching from behind and then she slipped in by closing the door and driving away.
The mood was somber and those that were still there decided to leave. The guys that had no clothes were soon dressed in janitorial coveralls. The bartender had taken pity on them, but he was snickering and smiling like this was the most fun that he had seen in this place in a long time.
“I’m going to remind her of this night and hopefully this will give me a leg up on the competition concerning that promotion. I won’t be doing this again and I doubt that any of these people are going to talk to me again. They know that I was responsible for bringing her here. I know that I didn’t make any friends. I suppose, there’s an old adage that you can’t make an omelet without breaking some eggs.” She laughed and I soon followed driving with puffs of black smoke behind me until I ditched it at an all-night parking garage.
I took the bus, thinking about what she was going to do to that man and knowing that her sexual appetite was something legendary. The truth had come out about her using her power to seduce anyone that caught her eye.
I heard him swearing underneath his breath as I entered his family homestead from the back yard. I managed to avoid detection from an overeager neighbor that was on neighborhood watch patrol. I skirted the fence and climbed the back porch with the light having already been unscrewed to keep me covered in darkness. I found the key exactly where he said that it would be. I slipped in quietly, stripping down to my bra and panties, a baby blue number that had peek-a-boo slits in the bra and the panties to make for easy access.
I put my hands on his shoulders and he leaned back with a sigh of resignation that made me think that what we had accomplished was not good enough.
“Come with me. You need to walk away from this. I’m going to take a shower and I feel dirty for being around her all day.” I could see that he was in no mood to play, but I was going to change the way that he was thinking.
I turned him on his swivel chair, letting them see me back out of the room with my hands behind me to give him an idea that I was hiding something. I let him see the can of whipped cream and then I sprayed a fair amount in the opening of those cups. His eyes were wide and another part of him had awakened from its slumber.
I put down the can long enough to step up to where he was still sitting down. I took a hold of his shirt and I ripped it in a way that had his buttons flying everywhere. I’d always wanted to try that, but I was never confident enough to be that dominant.
“That was a very expensive shirt, but I have a closet full of them.” I tried to back away again, but this time he held me firmly around the waist and brought me down until I was grinding against him in a dirty and salacious dance for his pleasure. I made sure that he was raging strong and then I moved to release the prisoner from the cage.
I slapped the head of it and then I ran with a bit of sticky residue clinging to my fingers. I heard him in hot pursuit. I was in the shower with the water hitting my skin before he was behind me pressing his excitement against my trembling flesh.
“You always have an interesting way of lifting my spirits.” It was not only his spirits that I had lifted. It was the hardware between his legs that was showing that it was up to the challenge. “It has been a long day for the both of us and we need this relief.” He was a bad boy and his soapy fingers were causing my legs to buckle. I was grateful that he was there to hold me up.
“I don’t see that we have to let anything that Lillian does ruin our fun. I will say that she has been looking for me. She’s not looking for you because she knows exactly where you’re going to be in the next couple of days. I heard her talking to one of her advisers and she wasn’t very happy to learn that you were able to stop what she had put into place. She did say that if she couldn’t have your company that she would do the next best thing by ruining you financially.” I was not privy to the details and Susan in your unique position had decided to close the door before anything more was revealed.
“I know exactly what she’s going to do and we can talk about that later. Having a discussion about her is throwing cold water where you don’t want it.” I was pushing up against him and his meaty hot dog was nestled in my buns. It had lost a bit of its stiffness, but it didn’t stay that way for long.
It was soon replaced with his hot breath. I was bending with my hands on either side of the shower. I did feel him slither along the lips of my sex. The steam was making this into a wet dream come true. I positioned myself with my legs spread as far as I could make them go in this enclosed space. That didn’t stop him from pushing past the resistance over and over again.
“I thought that I was…that I was going to have to attack you. I have been a short fuse this whole week. I can’t stand to be without my man. It doesn’t hurt that you know exactly how to please me in just the right…WAY.” I slammed up against the glass with one hand and gripped the ledge of the window with the other. I could hear my fingernail scraping against it and then my mouth parted and delicious words of encouragement came spilling forth. “FUCK…FUCK…that’s it…you have it in me…DEEP.” It didn’t take more than a couple of minutes to give me a reason to beg for that unfurling flag between his legs.
It was a good thing that the window wasn’t open or the neighbors would’ve heard an interesting sound coming from a woman’s house that was old enough to be everybody’s grandmother.
He stayed connected to my body, pulling out with a wet pop and then sliding that same tongue up along the contours of my back. He reached my shoulder and nipped lightly. His cock entered in on long stroke that had me gasping with surprise.
I turned in his arms, releasing him from my sexual grip and seeing that he was covered in me. I dropped to my knees; grabbing him by the base and vibrating him with my fingers to see more of that stuff clinging to my fingertips. That dollop of cream was soon encased in my hot mouth. I let him feel the recess of my hot oral cavity. I was drawing him further in until he was balls deep.
“I think that I would walk 500 miles to be with you. I’ve never been able to think of anybody that even came close to you. When you set your mind to something there’s no stopping you. The way that your mouth feels is a little more than I deserve. It’s taking every effort not to stand here.” My mouth was currently sliding up and down the hot and slippery surface of his shaft.
I had him pressed up against the wall, his ass touching the tile and my head moving with the quickness of a cat. My tongue was playing with his libido, teasing him and bringing about these whimpers of delight that I found exceptionally satisfying. I kept stopping and holding him back. I was looking at the discoloration and knowing that he was going to go over the edge. There was no way that he could supply me with what I needed with that in the chamber. I had to release some of that burden and I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to object.
“I think you know exactly what is going to happen. I’m sure in some small way you’re looking down at me like I am a stranger. Maybe there is an appeal to being with the one that you care about and seeing my change of hair color and no makeup.” He looked beside himself a
nd I was slowly manhandling his business, but not going far enough to make him blow his top.
“Now that you mention it, it does feel like I’m doing your twin sister.” I gave him the full effect of my mouth, as I put him through his paces like a thoroughbred about to run a marathon race. “Jesus, you have no idea how much I have missed this.” He was slapping at the tile and letting me perform an act of sweet release that he was never going to forget.
I was driving him out of his mind and knowing that the pressure was getting too much for him to bear. His balls were overflowing and I could tell from the size of them that they were about to unleash more than a drizzle.
I felt the first spurt as he bellowed from the top of his lungs and pressed on the back of my head to make me take all of him. He thrust with insistence. His seed was streaming with its essence over the surface of my tongue. I struggled, but I wasn’t going to let him have the satisfaction of making me feel that I wasn’t up to the task. He continued to fire off one shot after the other. I wasn’t sure that there was any end to the delicious nectar that was flowing freely.
I wasn’t letting him go. I stayed in this position so that I would be able to keep him in a constant state of readiness. I worked him through the climax and then I gave him his freedom by taking my lips off of his magnificent tool. It was slick with my spit and what he had given me. I stood up, wrapped my leg around his waist and reached down to give him a reason to take things to the next level.
“I can feel the heat and I want this in the worst way possible.” He showed me by lifting me and letting my legs curl around him like a boa constrictor. I’d been thinking about this for some time. Every time that we talked on the phone ended with my fingers not exactly subtle about their intentions. It was a pale comparison to what I was feeling nudging against me.
The resurgence of energy was giving his libido an electric charge of encouragement. He gave one lurch and half of him was now feeling the rippling evidence of my excitement.
