by R. R. Banks
Gregorio moved his hands around to my stomach and started unbuttoning my blouse. Still kissing me the whole time as I started to grind my hips into his. It didn’t take long, but once he adjusted his pants a little bit, I could feel the rock-hard glory nestled comfortably between his legs. It felt impressive, while I had yet to personally look at his cock, it felt as if it would do a very good job. Our mouths released as he finished unbuttoning my blouse, immediately pulling it off my chest and tossing it the side. He didn’t waste any more time reaching behind my back and unclasping my bra. Once released, my boobs dropped a bit, falling into his face like a child turning the knob on a jack in the box. With a cocky grin, he ran the very tip of his tongue teasingly around my right nipple before pulling it into his hot mouth.
I moaned, feeling every flick of his gifted tongue as it caused shivers to travel down my spine. His mouth felt amazing against my breast as I wrapped my hands around his head. I ran my fingers through his dark hair as he moved over to my other breast, licking that nipple and slightly nipping at it with his teeth. I moaned as the sharp nipping increased. I grasped his hair in ecstasy as he continued to make my spine tingle. Honestly, I have never had a man do to my breasts what Gregorio could do. The attention he spent with his tongue was second to no one and after a few more minutes, I was ready to take control and dominate him, though honestly, he beat me to it.
He placed his hands underneath my hips and lifted me into the air. I wrapped my legs around his midsection as his mouth was still attached to my nipples, licking them furiously before setting me down on the couch. He took his mouth off my breast and stood in front of me as I gazed up at him in amazement. His eyes were affixed to mine as I sat at the edge of the couch, working my hands up his pant legs. I felt his muscular calves first, massaging them as I inched my way up. Sliding my hands around to work up the front side of his legs, I kept edging my way up, with my eyes firmly stuck on his, making it to his belt in a reasonable time, still teasing him slightly. I pulled back on the leather strap and unfastened the buckle to remove his belt. I worked the button before placing my hand on his zipper, grasping a hold of the metallic end sliding it down. My head was level with his groin when I finally released my gaze, turning my attention to what was in front of me. I placed my hands on both sides of his pants and pulled them down.
Before I could stop myself, I chuckled at the sight before my eyes. His undergarments were pink satin and had a black and yellow bulls-eye across the crotch. They were American style boxers, loose all around, but the overall look made me laugh. “I’m sorry,” I told him as I turned my eyes away from his underwear. “I was not expecting…”
“I don’t like for my ladies to guess where the target is,” he quipped quickly, charming me a bit as I composed myself. “It’s perfectly marked for you.”
“Well aren’t you just so polite,” I replied back while pulling them down. His package was as impressive as I felt while on top of him. While the length was only slightly above six inches, it was the girth that enthralled me. Alexis, he rivaled a beer can with the width of his cock. I have a large mouth but damn. I placed my right hand on his incredibly hard cock, unable to connect my fingers to my thumb. “This is going to take some work,” I said, leaning in and kissing the head of his cock.
He moaned slightly as the tip of my tongue touched his dick. “Don’t worry,” he moaned softly. “I’ve never had a woman actually get her entire mouth around it and go all the way down.”
Unfortunately, Alexis, my ego took over. “Challenge accepted,” I said, standing up from my seated position on the couch while holding on to his cock. I leaned in and kissed him on the mouth before pushing him onto the couch; picking his leg up and draping it on the back. With his cock straight up in the air, I placed my right hand on the bottom of his shaft and my mouth firmly around the head, licking it a bit while I gave myself the courage to try something difficult. I pulled myself forward and positioned my head just right before going down gradually with my jaw fully extended, all the way down to his neatly trimmed pubes. All six and some change inches went into my mouth, gagging me once I got all the way down. Gregorio moaned exuberantly as I made it to the bottom, pulling up quickly so I could breathe.
“You did it,” he said, reaching up for my head and grabbing me by my blonde ponytail. “Now let’s see if you can do it again.” He pulled me forward and placed my head back on his incredibly hard cock. My jaw was sore, but he griped my hair tightly as my head went up and down on his rigid dick. Saliva started trickling from the corners of my mouth as I kept working his shaft, feeling the head of his dick continuously touch the back of my throat. He continued to moan as my tongue worked against the underside of his shaft while my hand was stroking it from the bottom. I sucked on it as best I could until I felt it starting to throb. Within seconds a string of milky cum erupted from his head, right down the back of my throat. I didn’t have a chance to catch any of it in my mouth or on my tongue, because his dick was so far in my mouth, the cum went straight down my throat. After a few more strokes, he was finished climaxing and I pulled my mouth off of his still incredibly erect dick.
“Are you alright?” I asked playfully, knowing that if he told me anything else, he was a blatant liar.
He exhaled slowly, clearly relaxed from the massive load he just shot down my throat. “I’m better than alright,” he replied as he sat up slowly, swinging his legs around to stand up, leaving me on my knees on the couch. He stepped in front of me and pushed me onto my back, grabbing my pants and panties from my hips to pull them off in one fierce motion. Placing his hands between my knees, he pushed them apart as he lowered his face to my cunt. He spread my pussy lips with his jaw, his tongue flicking my clit, immediately causing me to moan and flex my hips into his face. My pussy was already dripping after the blowjob I gave him, and he lapped up my nectar like a man dying of thirst. He brought his right hand over my cunt, spreading my lips even further to expose my clit to his questing tongue. I moaned loudly as his talented tongue did circles around my sensitive little button.
Alexis, I’ve never came so quickly. Gregorio, this random Italian businessman, had the most gifted tongue I had ever come across. After a few short minutes, I was screaming in ecstasy as the muscles in my vagina tightened and I came so hard I was left breathless for a moment. I sat back regaining my breath but I knew that he wasn’t done with me yet. I felt him adjust my hips a bit, centering them on the couch while pushing my legs back toward my shoulders. My cunt was oozing with honey as his hard cock slid into my pussy with ease. As thick as his dick was, my over-heated pussy stretched to accommodate it perfectly and within a few seconds, the heavy thrusting began. Gregorio was a very direct man, both in business and in the bedroom. His thrusts were hard and deep, pulling his cock out to where only the head stayed in before ramming it back into me. I had never been so completely filled, so totally stretched before. My poor, abused little pussy continued to convulse with each drive and I started to climax again, only this time on his thick cock. He let out a deep groan when my pussy clamped down around him and he kept up the feverish pace, pounding into me till I didn’t even know my own name. Before long I felt his dick starting to throb again inside me. He looked me in the eyes as a smile crept over his face. “Where do you want it?” he asked, hinting that he was close.
“Don’t pull out,” I said, letting him know where I wanted his seed to end up. After another minute, his dick erupted inside of me, spraying his load into my gaping pussy while I quivered in elation as I felt it coat my insides. He stayed in me for a few moments after he came, leaning forward to kiss my legs while we both relaxed a bit. After pulling out of me, Gregorio walked over and grabbed both of us a towel from one of his desk drawers.
“So, basically, you two had celebration sex,” quipped Alexis, chuckling under her breath as she listened to Hannah’s story.
With a subtle nod and a shrug of her shoulders, she agreed. “Yes, we did, and to be honest, it was amazing.”
“Because we don’t talk about work when we’re out having fun,” answered Hannah. “Besides, getting your mind off this place clearly didn’t work that well. We went with the intention of getting you some action, and in turn, left with nothing.”
“I’m sorry, but I just can’t get my mind off that guy,” continued Alexis. “I mean, there is just something about him that makes me want to get closer to him and learn about who he is and what he is about. The mysterious nature of him is just something that I don’t know if I can handle and I want to get to the bottom of it.”
Hannah stood up and stretched her legs, stumbling a bit from the hangover but catching herself before anyone noticed. “Look, do you want to meet this guy?”
“Yes, absolutely.”
“Great, are you willing to come off as creepy or like a stalker to get him to notice you?” asked Hannah, prompting Alexis to look at her with a bit of an awkward glare.
“Maybe?” she replied with a questionable tone. “I don’t know how to answer that.”
Hannah laughed. “Well, that’s better than no,” she stated jokingly. “Look, do you know where he is right now?”
“Yeah, he’s in a board meeting with many of the other investors,” replied Alexis. “It’s in one of the conference rooms on this floor.”
Hannah nodded. “Then you’re going to camp out there all day and wait for him to walk out, and then, you’re going to follow him until he stops walking and get him to ask you out.”
“Wait, what?”
“I did not stutter. You will hang out near the door of that conference room and make it seem as if you’re just running into him again, and then, by chance or happenstance, the two of you will wander together and if he asks you out, then it’s meant to be. If he doesn’t, then, well, move on. He wasn’t that into you anyway.”
Alexis nodded slowly. “So, you’re saying that I need to do something fairly childish to get his attention?”
“Absolutely.”
Alexis continued to look at Hannah with a very odd look. “I don’t have any other options in this that I can think of that would be anywhere remotely better than that,” she followed up. “Fine, I’ll do it.”
“Damn right, you will.”
Chapter 6
Alexis leaned against the wall in the hallway near the door of the conference room, staying far enough back to not be noticed but close enough to where she could see what was going on in the room ahead. The room was made of glass with metal slats holding up the clear, solid divider. Vertical blinds, about four inches in width, were hung from the ceiling to offer a little bit of privacy, though they were open enough for Alexis to see into the room.
Through the opening in the blinds, Alexis could see a tall, African man standing in front of a large projection of several charts and graphs. She moved her body down the corridor a bit to see what was on the chart, noticing that, while she could not figure out exactly what was on it, she could tell that it was related to the finances of a specific company, and from her vantage point, it did not look promising. “That decline looks staggering,” she thought to herself, trying to rationalize what was on the chart without having all the information in front of her.
Inside the room, the people were from many different backgrounds, spanning the entire globe. “This meeting must be incredibly important,” she thought as she repositioned herself back at her perch to wait for the door to open, thinking on the global ramifications of the conversation. She shook it off, trying not to think of how any scenario could negatively impact her career and focused her mind back on Nathanial, though not for long.
Her mind dwelled on her best friend, Hannah, and how she told her to go and get what she wanted, and if it happened, it happened. Alexis was never good at letting things happen, always opting for a detailed strategy with a projected outcome instead of letting the pieces fall where they may. She wasn’t very good at reacting to people’s emotions, that was Hannah’s strength, and Alexis accepted that she would be much better at doing this than she was. “If I could just borrow her balls for a day,” Alexis thought to herself as she started to panic, getting into her own head about whether or not this plan would work. “This is so not like me,” she continued in her head, as she considered aborting the plan from here and trying a different strategy. Sweat started to form around her temples as she looked toward the room, noticing that the men and women inside were starting to stir, hinting that the meeting was coming to a close.
She looked through the room as people began to shift in their chairs and saw the man she was hoping to see. He looked incredibly stone faced and stoic, though still very handsome; just as she remembered him. Once her eyes found him, thoughts of leaving the area immediately left her mind as she placed her back against the column and stared at him, though only able to see him briefly from the shifting of the blinds and other people in the way. She knew this was the plan, even though she was putting herself out there, this was what needed to happen if she ever wanted to achieve happiness. To find someone like this, who she felt an immediate natural connection to, was something she had to take a chance on. She did not know the man except from their brief conversation, but he already had control over her heart and it terrified Alexis.
Thoughts about the previous day suddenly raced into her mind, starting with how Hannah was having a terrible morning and drug her to the break room, opting to complain about her day and her future meeting over coffee, instead of in the confines of her temporary cubicle. She reminisced about how passionate her best friend spoke about things, especially on the phone later that day while she was trying to come to terms with everything that happened and how emotionally frazzled she had become. Hannah comforted Alexis by providing her the motivation she needed to calm down, opting to spend a night out on the town together and break their professional rule about going out before a meeting with their boss, just to make sure her best friend was alright. Alexis smiled warmly, thinking about how her best friend was the best thing to ever happen to her and how, no matter what happened, she would make it a point to always be there for her, no matter how crazy, irrational, or impulsive she became.
While enjoying her time in Dubai, Alexis knew she was here for her employer, though she couldn’t help but try to help herself. She was incredibly loyal, always doing what was best for the company no matter what the request or demand was, but finally, Alexis Matthews wanted something in her personal life that could also help her professionally. She weighed out the positives in her head for potentially dating someone like Nathanial Jenkins and what being connected to him would do.
His influence could also give her the ability to relocate to Dubai and that would be incredible for her career, though she worried if Hannah would accept a reassignment. “She did have a great time with that Italian,” she thought to herself, referencing back to the story Hannah told her earlier that day about her encounter the day before. Hannah and Alexis were inseparable, meaning that if Alexis wanted to relocate herself to Dubai, Hannah would have to make an incredibly difficult decision.
Dubai had proven to be one of the greatest moves Alexis and Hannah could have possibly made. On her own, Hannah was able to propel both of their careers even further than before, putting them on the path of becoming board members or operational directors in the very near future. The city was amazing and the people were incredible, almost larger than life. The atmosphere was something that could never be duplicated or even mimicked, as the architecture of the buildings and the culture of all the various peoples made Dubai perfect for the two ladies.
The biggest negative to being with a man like Nathanial Jenkins was that Alexis might have to separate from Hannah. While apart in college, the two girls still tried to remain in touch and working together was the greatest thing to happen to their friendship. They complemented each other well by accenting each other�
�s strengths and hiding each other’s faults. Alexis was able to keep Hannah focused while Hannah was able to keep Alexis confident; they were perfect for each other.
She looked back at the door to see the people on the inside of the room starting to standing up. The rumbling of the metal chairs on the floor echoed through the nearby cubicles with the scrapes and low rumbles of the executive’s voices in the room. Alexis closed her eyes and focused on listening to the few words she could hear from the room, continuously hearing the words failure, guidance, and Australia. She thought about it for a moment and tried to determine what the meeting could have been about, though she remembered the comment Nathanial made the day before about them needing someone like Hannah and her in Australia. Clearly, whatever was said in that room regarded the struggling company.
The Australian Oil Trade and Refiners was, at one time, the third largest oil purchaser in the world. After a few years of gross mismanagement and the misallocation of funds and resources by the Australian CEO, the company was no longer regarded as a prominent member of the consortium, but as more of an anchor. Their influence waned and they were no longer seen as a company who others could model their success after, instead, becoming a model of what not to do.
The glass door swung open and the people began to emerge from the room, all with a look of bewilderment across their faces. The first man who emerged wore a large turban with a shaggy, salt and pepper beard. He walked with a great pace, though clearly not as disturbed as some of the men behind him. His face was relaxed, as if he just left a calm meeting regarding some moderate success, which ultimately confused Alexis. She looked past him at another man, swearing profusely into his cell phone in a thick, British accent as he emerged from room. “I feel sorry for the man on the other line,” she thought to herself as she listened to the berating he was delivering, watching as the man became flush in his face from rage.
