Mrs R (Mrs R & Mr V #1)

by Jessie Courts

  Joe froze. “Are you telling me that you’ve been to work without underwear on?”

  “Um, maybe?”

  “No ‘maybe’ sweetheart, Yes or no?”

  “Yes then.”

  “Fuck!”

  “VPL issues.”

  “Come again?” Joe made that cute exasperated face when he didn’t have a clue what she was talking about.

  “No danger of that anytime soon is there big man? Are you more interested in talking about my knickers or getting in them?” Rachel tutted her impatience.

  “Very peculiar language?” he ventured.

  “Visible panty line, hot shot!”

  “Big and hot…that’s flattering.”

  Rachel twisted around to meet Joe face on. “Oh god, you’re a nightmare. Kiss me for god’s sake if only to shut you up!”

  Joe chuckled and then did as he was told. He brushed his mouth over Rachel’s tickling her face with his beard. She reached her fingers up to his chin and fiddled with the hair there, loving the texture. Pressing down he flicked the tip of his tongue over her lips and tugged gently on her lower one coaxing her mouth open. Slowly easing into the warm wet heat of Rachel’s mouth, Joe swept his tongue over hers and up to the roof of her mouth and back. The kiss was seductive and sexy and hungry. Rachel moved her hands around the back of his neck keeping him in place, offering as much as he could take.

  Breaking apart as a necessity for breathing they stared intently at one another. Joe smiled at Rachel and she spotted endearing little lines that crinkled around his eyes. Rachel returned the smile and Joe lost himself in the depths of her beautiful brown gaze. He kissed her again on her mouth then lowered his lips to her throat finding a spot in the crook of her neck that made her moan. It was the sexiest sound Joe had ever heard so he lingered there for a spell trying to get her to do it again.

  Joe lightly bit Rachel’s shoulder eliciting a breathy gasp and a small buck of her hips connecting with his rock hard cock sending him reeling. Continuing down her arm he licked the sensitive inner elbow all the way down to her wrist and then he switched to her other arm and did it all over again. Rachel writhed beneath him whimpering her frustration; she reached for his hard on but he deflected her holding both wrists in his hand while the other flicked her taut dark nipples through the lace of her bra.

  “Oh Joe, please…” Rachel had closed her eyes tightly shut focussing only on the maddening torture the big man was reining down on her. Letting go of her hands, Joe eased her breasts over the top of the cups without undoing her bra keeping them pushed forward and pert. She arched her back as his mouth clamped around the sensitive peak of her left breast and then again when he laved her right one. He dragged his teeth over her nipples causing her to hiss at the slight sting. He did it again and she moaned. He did it again and her hips thrust against him. Joe buried his head in between her breasts inhaling her intoxicating scent. He had never smelled anything so divine and he breathed in deep imprinting it to memory.

  Trailing feather light kisses down her stomach Joe reached his final destination with a loud grunt of approval. He trailed the edges of her thong with his tongue driving her wild, teasing her but never quite touching her where she needed it the most. “Please Joe” she whimpered, but Joe was in no mood to be hurried. He nuzzled her pussy through the fabric smelling her arousal and groaning low at how wet she was already. He nipped at the waistband with his teeth.

  “Don’t rip them, Joe. They were bloody expensive.” Joe looked up at her, his eyes sparkling and a devilish grin spread across his face. Rachel rolled her eyes.

  “Oh go on then but you have to buy me more.” A noise rumbled out of Joe – it could have been a laugh or some kind of primeval cry of triumph – either way it was damn sexy and when he tugged hard at the flimsy cloth in his teeth and ripped it clean away from her body, Rachel let out a sigh. “Bloody caveman…” she mumbled happily as Joe resumed his journey down her body to her now thong free pussy.

  Rachel kept herself tidy down there with a neat strip of hair down the middle of her crotch leaving most of her mound and lips bare. Joe dipped his tongue into the top of her slit and lazily dragged it down all the way to her hot, wet opening and all the way back up again. He noticed with a fair degree of smugness that Rachel had fisted the sheets either side of her and was panting. Her olive skin was slick with a light sheen of sweat and a blush had spread over the rise and fall her chest. Her dark nipples were painfully hard and he took the opportunity to pinch them delighting in the loud moan from the woman beneath him.

  “Oh shit, Joe, get on with please man. I need to come so badly.”

  “Sssh baby. Patience is a virtue.” He nuzzled her clit with his nose and Rachel damn near shot off the bed as a litany of extremely rude words flew out her mouth.

  “Jesus, that’s dirty.” Joe mumbled as he nudged her legs open wide and placed her knees over his broad shoulders. His cock felt hard enough to explode and Rachel all riled up and needy beneath him was threatening to undo him; patience may well be a virtue but Rachel did indeed make a very good case for hurrying the fuck up.

  Dipping his head to her wet cunt, he used his clever tongue to work her up into a frenzy before she climaxed hard coming in his mouth. Screaming her thanks, Rachel jerked and panted at the intensity of her orgasm. “Fucking awesome bossman,” she gasped, “but I want that huge cock of yours in me now…”

  Rachel was simply gorgeous when she came; no inhibitions and no holding back. Grabbing a condom, Joe sheathed his throbbing cock desperate to be inside her. He was so hard he knew he wouldn’t last long; he could already feel the first tingle of orgasm sliding down his back to his balls. Rachel’s pussy was still spasming and her pussy walls clamped around his erection as soon as he slid into her.

  “Do it hard Joe. Go deep baby please.”

  The big man grunted at her hot demand happy to comply. With her legs still hooked over his shoulders he held her steady as he drove in deep. Rachel yelled her pleasure begging for more and he jerked his hips bucking into her. Surprising them both, Rachel came again very quickly, which tipped Joe over the edge to his own explosive climax.

  Roaring her name his entire body stilled as his orgasm ripped through him. Every muscle was taut and defined and shiny with sweat. Rachel opened her eyes to be gifted with the magnificent sight of this beautiful man in the throes of ecstasy and in that moment she knew it was the finest thing she’d ever witnessed.

  “Shit, Joe – that was seriously quite lovely. Thank you.” Joe had collapsed on top of her resting his head on her chest. Rachel dragged her nails lightly up and down his back waiting for him to come down a bit. She felt him shudder and sigh under her touch and it warmed her soul that she was able to make him feel so good. “Still haven’t got any lighter though especially with three tons of sushi inside of you.” She bucked her hips to emphasise her point. “Squashing me…” She felt Joe’s smile against her skin and the tickle off his beard as he lifted up and kissed each breast adoringly.

  Flat on his back next to her Joe chuckled. “I’m glad we’ve progressed from ‘nice’ to ‘lovely’, Rachel – it’s flattering.” She went to pinch his inner thigh but his reflexes were lightening fast and he clamped his hand over her offending one. Rachel squealed and Joe took both her wrists in one hand and proceeded to tickle her with the other. He knew she hated it but he couldn’t resist seeing her at his mercy.

  “Bastard,” she hissed as she squirmed.

  “Shit!” Joe cried and let go of Rachel, grabbing his junk. “Fucking kneed me in the balls woman!” Rachel froze as Joe writhed and got snotty from his watery eyes. Then she was all over him apologising and offering to rub him better, which soon had Joe agreeing that would be the only way to make the pain go away, especially if she used her mouth.

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  The alarm roused Rachel from a deep and satisfying sleep. She decided she liked Joe’s bed very much; especially when he was in it which disappointingly didn’t seem to be t
he case right now. She listened for any tell tale sounds around the apartment and smiled when she heard him tinkering around in the kitchen. Expecting breakfast in bed as a nice little treat she was sorely unimpressed after waiting for several minutes and nothing.

  “Joe!” she shouted. “I need coffee!” Nothing; no response, the Hulk was silent. ‘Well, that was rude’ she thought kicking off the covers and wandering naked down the hallway. Stopping as he came into her range of vision, Rachel hung back appreciating the view. The kitchen telly was on CNN and he was wearing a pair of wireless Beats, which explained why he hadn’t heard her. He was leaning over the breakfast bar eating a bowl of cereal and drinking his coffee already fully dressed for work. It looked like he had been up for some time.

  Rachel was admiring his fine form encased in designer threads when he must have sensed her standing there. Twisting slightly he glanced at her over his shoulder grinning. Removing his headphones he nodded at her.

  “You can’t go to work like that sweetheart – you’ll give the old folk heart failure.” Rachel laughed resulting in Joe having to rearrange himself as her jiggling tits clearly affected his lower half. “You better be quick in the shower because if you don’t get dressed soon we’ll both be very late.” Rachel smiled as she turned around wiggling her arse at him all the way back to his bedroom. She could hear Joe grumbling “…fucking hard all day” as she retreated.

  “And my work here is done!” she congratulated herself as she prepared to get ready for the day ahead.

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  CHAPTER 21

  At Rachel’s insistence, Joe dropped her off well away from the office. She really didn’t want her work colleagues to see her arriving with the boss and getting the wrong idea. Although, in this case the wrong idea was definitely the right idea!

  But she was serious when she told Joe that to earn their respect she had to succeed on her own merits and not due to her association with him. Whilst he understood, he didn’t like it having already spent far too much of his life worrying about the opinions of others, but he agreed to Rachel’s pleas for discretion for now.

  The day passed in a blur of meetings and research for Rachel. She hardly saw Joe during the day but when she did snatch a glimpse of him the effect was instant and completely devastating. The man desperately infatuated her, and a secret wink or stolen smile left her reeling with pleasure. It was off the scale crazy for such a short acquaintance but Rachel couldn’t deny she was relishing every minute. It was extremely flattering to be wanted by a man such as Joe, and as dedicated as she was to her Genesis project, she couldn’t wait to get him on his own again.

  Rachel was sitting at her desk chewing on the end of her pencil faced towards the window enjoying the incredible view of London’s skyline. One of her research interns was talking her through a possible client when the young lad faltered and stopped. A familiar American drawl filled the room.

  “I wonder if I could have a moment of your time Mrs Renton.”

  Rachel swung round to see her intern looking decidedly nervous with Joe hovering behind him. His jacket was off and his hands were in his pockets. His trademark waistcoat was cut perfectly to fit his huge upper body and the sight of him looking entirely too sexy stole her breath. He was leaning against the doorpost looking entirely too edible for words.

  “Mr Mason. As you can see I’m extremely busy right now. It’s not such a good time.” Rachel knew Joe would not take kindly to being brushed off especially in front of junior staff which is exactly why she did it. Somehow she just couldn’t resist teasing him.

  “Mrs Renton, it won’t take too long for what I need you for.”

  “Mr Mason, Peter here is in the middle of presenting to me; it would be fairly rude to stop him now.” Peter was shaking his head and swallowing repeatedly. “Rachel, I can come back,” he croaked looking like a poor rabbit caught in the headlights of a fast approaching vehicle.

  “Excellent idea, Peter. Off you go.” Joe held the door open as Peter darted out to freedom.

  “That was really unnecessary, Joe.” Rachel snapped at him. She sounded more pissed off than she actually was.

  “Your fault.”

  “My fault!” she sputtered.

  “If you had been dressed a bit more decently this morning at breakfast I wouldn’t be so fucking distracted all day long; not to mention hard as a rock. It’s unacceptable quite frankly.”

  “And?” Rachel tipped her chin up in defiance.

  “And you need to rectify the situation.”

  Rachel gaped at him. He had to be joking, no way was she about to pander to his needs at the drop of a hat even if her hormones were screaming otherwise.

  “This is a clear cut case of sexual harassment in the workplace I think you’ll find.” She wagged her pencil at him and pursed her lips trying to look offended.

  “Oh there’s no doubt about that. I fully intend to sexually harass you.”

  “Oh my god you’re forward!” Rachel laughed really loudly. “Joe, go away. No sex at work mate. You’re nuts.”

  “About you, lady.” Joe stroked his bulging erection. It was a complete turn on but Rachel wasn’t about to give in or she knew Joe would be around every 5 minutes for a quickie.

  “Not happening Joe.”

  She crossed her legs and tucked her self into her desk for protection. Joe’s handsome face creased into a scowl as he stalked over to her desk. Staring down at her his voice dropped low for her ears only, “I bet today’s excuse for underwear is drenched already and I’m not sorry you have to sit there wet for me all day. I could get you off in minutes sweetheart and relieve some of that ache I know you have for me. Let me know when the ‘no sex in the office’ rule needs to be broken. Just buzz me.” Joe smirked at her; adjusted himself with no shame right in her bloody face and turned to walk out.

  Rachel was gobsmacked. He was right about everything but that only irked her into pushing his buttons even more.

  Quick as a flash Rachel whipped her thong off. “Joe” she called. He turned around to face her. She threw him a seductive look full of promise.

  “Come here big man, I have a little something for you that may help.”

  Grinning like the arrogant idiot she’d appealed to, he sauntered slowly back to her desk clearly under the impression sex was after all on the menu. Standing up to meet him, Rachel took his hand between hers and placed her thong in his palm and closed his hand around it. Leaning towards him she breathed into his ear. “Problem solved, thanks. You can go now.”

  Joe’s eyes widened in disbelief and a flash of something despicably naughty crossed his face. For a split second Rachel wondered how he was going to react and her heart skipped a beat at the decidedly real possibility of Joe just taking what he wanted, but then she saw his mouth twitch at the corners as if he was trying hard not to grin at her. He slowly shook his head side to side and tutted. Rachel’s stomach flipped – she wasn’t scared of him hurting her; she knew he’d never use his physical strength against her, but he could be unpredictable and that was exceedingly nerve wracking. Never breaking eye contact, Joe lifted her panties to his face and inhaled. She gasped at the unexpectedly crude display and watched with wide eyes as he pocketed her under wear. With a smug grin, Joe leaned forward and pecked her on the cheek. “Later baby,” he promised then turned and briskly exited her office.

  Rachel slumped into her chair breathless and shaking like a leaf. She was ridiculously turned on and completely in awe of her boss. She thought her little act would shock him but he seemed totally non-plussed by her overtly flirtatious display. In fact she suspected he had rather enjoyed it. Joe had turned the tables on her and left her humming with delicious sexual tension. It was going to be a frustratingly long day.

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  Joe practically sprinted back to the safety of his office. It had taken every last inch of control not to haul Rachel over the desk; ram her up against the wall and do her right there. He’d never seriously thought she’
d agree to a workplace quickie or one of her spectacular blowjobs, but she’d nearly knocked him off his feet when she shoved her underwear in his hand. Rachel was proving to be a worthy advocate in and out of the bedroom and he was enjoying himself immensely. It didn’t solve the hard on predicament he was currently still suffering with, but knowing she was in the same state of frustration was deeply satisfying.

  Closing his door, Joe leant back against it and reached into his pocket for the scrap of satin thong Rachel had bestowed upon him so thoughtfully. He brought it to his face once more and rewarded himself with a deep breath of her intoxicating scent. It both calmed and excited him and he considered the reason for that carefully. After a few moments he came to the realisation that Rachel Renton had worked her way under his skin and into his life and just simply made everything better than it had ever been. Joe released a sigh of happiness and went back to work.