Mistaken Identity

by Christopher Maddox

  “Hmmmm, it does. Your cock is perfect for me, fat and not too long.”

  I wasn’t sure that I liked the “not too long” comment but as long as she was happy, I guess I was too. I looked around for the light switch, thinking that I had better turn them off.

  “Where’s the light switch?” I asked, impaled deeply, tapping and nudging her womb.

  She shivered and stopped rocking back and forth for a moment as she slowly and deliberately tried to tickle the tip of her cervix with the soft, fleshy end of my cock.

  “Don’t worry about the lights. As long as we stay away from the windows, no one can see us,” she shivered as she slowly undulated on my shaft. “Oh, yes, baby, your cock is perfect.”

  I couldn’t hold her up like this forever, so I laid her down on the desk, her cheeks barely hanging over the edge. She relaxed back against the cool wooden surface, her thighs and legs still wrapped around my waist.

  “I wanted you to fuck me just like this. I wanted it on top of my desk in the middle of my office lit up like a Christmas tree. I have fantasized about this so many times,” she said in a sexy, throaty voice full of lust and need.

  She reached up and grabbed her ankles, pulling them slowly upward and apart. I looked down at my white cock buried deep inside of her exquisite brown body and watched as her thighs slowly separated, pulling her labia away from my girth.

  “You are remarkable,” I growled.

  “I love the feeling of you stretching my pussy. You can fuck me now,” she gasped as she nearly stretched herself in half.

  I was in awe of what I was looking at. With her dark-brown lips pulled to the side, her pink, lacy, inner lips clung delicately to the surface of my moist shaft as I slowly slid it in and out of her stretched opening. “This feels incredible, baby,” I whispered as I set up a slow, constant rhythm.

  She whimpered loudly. “Oh, my God, what you’re doing for my cunt is just unreal. All I feel is cock, cock, and more cock,” she gasped.

  The only thing I was touching on her body was the inside of her pussy. At this slow, steady, wonderful pace, only my balls gently touched her bottom with each deep penetration.

  “The only sensation I have is that of your pussy sliding over my shaft. It feels incredible, baby,” I said as I watched my dick slide slowly out of her. Her lacy, inner lips barely clung to the head of my cock when I pulled fully out of her.

  “No, no, no, put it back in,” she whimpered.

  I slowly pushed back inside her and watched as her body stretched and conformed around my girth.

  I placed the palms of my hands on her thighs up close to her sex. With my fingers stretched out over the soft flesh of her inner thighs, my thumbs were resting on the outer, swollen lips of her pussy not more than an inch from where I was penetrating her. I wanted this to last forever. But the sight of my flesh sliding gently inside hers, along with the sensation of my thumbs feeling the stretch of her outer lips as I pushed inside her and then slowly pulled it out, was more than I could bear.

  I began pumping her harder but with the same slow, forceful rhythm. In this position, the head of my cock literally bounced over her G-spot with each thrust.

  Her occasional moans turned into a constant whimper with each pass over it. “I like fucking in my office. Your cock is getting me there, and it’s getting me there quickly. Oh, fuck, I’m close,” she said with a whole body shiver.

  I could barely take my eyes off her sex as I pumped unmercifully into her beautifully stretched opening. When I finally looked up and through the floor-to-ceiling glass, I could see across the street where several people were looking in our direction. Unfortunately, I hadn’t thought about that.

  The street on that side of her office was narrow, probably no more than sixty feet wide. I could see them clearly. They appeared to be accountants, or something like that, who were working a second shift. At this point, I was in no mood to stop. Besides, they were far enough away that I couldn’t make out their faces, so I knew they couldn’t make out ours.

  We were positioned sideways to them, so I knew they could tell we were having sex. “Hey, honey, do you know any of the people that work across the street?”

  “Oh, fuck! Baby, I’m so fucking close, and your cock feels so damned good. Don’t stop, baby, not now. We’ll talk about the people later,” she moaned.

  “Okay, but it’s the people across the street, honey, the ones that are watching us fuck right now.”

  She lifted her head and looked out the window. Her knees were bent, and she was still holding on to her ankles while she continued to thrust and fuck me. She watched them for a moment and finally shook her head.

  “No,” she gasped. “Faster, baby. I’m coming. Oh, fuck, I’m coming,” she cried out as she thrust her pussy into me while I pummeled her sex. Something deep within her detonated, and she convulsed with only a whimper. Her body stiffened as she wrapped her arms around the back of her legs, drawing her knees up to her chest and pulling her bottom off the table.

  She shook and whimpered with each convulsive thrust as her orgasm took control. I bent forward and placed my hands on the table to either side of her for better penetration. I knew I was only seconds behind her as I slammed my cock into her upturned sex.

  Her pussy clenched, and it felt as though she was sucking my cock deeper inside her. I growled and shoved my sex tightly against her sticky bottom as the first stream of warm cum ripped into her body. I was pumping her hard and, within seconds, more of my seed followed, flooding her womb. In this position, her pussy was incredibly tight. It was so tight that my cum was flowing out of her as rapidly as I was pumping it in, and her pussy began making squishy, erotic, slurpy sounds of love and sex.

  It wasn’t long before we were spent, but I continued to slide slowly in and out of her sweet body. She was having difficulty breathing, so I pulled out of her. She rolled over onto her side as some of the product of our sex spilled out of her.

  I was still incredibly hard and turned on as I watched her pussy slowly ooze and dribble. I groaned with lust as I kneeled at the edge of the desk. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and began licking and sucking the essence of our love from her body. This turned me on so much now because I knew how much she loved it. I lapped at her thighs, cleaned her sticky bottom, and sucked on her pink entrance.

  She quivered and pulled my mouth tighter to her juicy opening. “Oh, honey, that feels so good and so loving that I’m going to come again. I’m so close. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me with your tongue,” she pleaded hunching into my face. Within seconds, she climaxed into my mouth squirting a small stream of cum over my tongue. I groaned as I tried to suck her inside out. I stopped sucking though because I knew she would be tender, but I kept my lips to hers as the last of her orgasm flowed gently from her body.

  When the tension in her muscles gave way, she cooed, and I took my lips from her pussy and gave it one last, loving kiss. “I love your pussy, and I love the taste of it.”

  “I think you like the taste of both of us now,” she giggled.

  I nodded. “I’m surprised, but I do. As long as I can get it from your body, I’ll take it, sweetheart.”

  I stood up and looked across the street. There were a couple more people there now, and when I looked up at them, they began clapping. “Look,” I said with a slight chuckle.

  She lifted her head off the table and giggled at their enthusiasm. “The light switch is by the door, sweetheart. I think they have seen enough for tonight,” she grinned.

  I walked over and turned off the light, my cock rigid and swaying. She joined me, knelt down, and sucked my cock clean. She instinctively gave me a kiss, and I slid my tongue deeply in her mouth with a lustful groan. “God, you are easy to train,” she whispered as she returned my passion.

  I pushed her back and looked at her nakedness for a moment before gazing into her eyes. “I love you, you know.”

  “Likewise,” she said staring back at me, no grin, no smile.

 
“Would you care for a scotch before we head home? I think that we need to relax for a few minutes before we get on the road,” I offered.

  “Oh, yes, I’d love one.”

  I poured us both about two fingers and sat next to her on the sofa. “Aren’t you afraid of staining the sofa?”

  She shook her head. “I think you have already sucked everything out of me there was to get. Besides, if you didn’t, it will give me fond memories every time I come in here and see the stain because I’ll know it was our juices that made it,” she grinned.

  We sat in silence for a short while sipping and cuddling naked on the sofa. “I didn’t think I would ever be this happy, Alex.”

  “Nor did I, baby. I thought my happiness was behind me, and now I know that it lies in front of me.”

  “I’m so glad because I don’t think I could do without you now.”

  I contemplated the events of the day for a moment. “Why do you think that dangerous sex excites you, and why do you think that you feel so sexually liberated for the first time in your life?”

  She giggled. “I know why. I’ve thought about it a lot. You are the first man in my life that I trust. I’ve never felt complete trust before, and I know you will keep me safe.”

  “You have had quite a diverse day. You’ve gone from the maddest I’ve ever seen you. You were seething and angry, and you were dying to fire a couple people. Then later, you were loving, tender, and horny. You were insatiable and willing to do anything for me. I sure as hell hope that you never get angry at me. I don’t want to get fired,” I grinned.

  She leaned over, took a sip out of my glass, and swallowed. “If you continue to take care of my pussy and my heart like you have been, you will never get fired,” she grinned.

  I shook my head. “Now that I have found the best sex of my life, I would do anything to keep you happy. It will probably get us both thrown in jail, but you’ll be able to bail us out.”

  She giggled as she placed her glass to my lips. “I would never fire you because I love you. You have turned me into a horny, wanton slut, and I think that I may be slowly turning into the whore you initially thought I was,” she said as she straddled my legs.

  The End

  Epilogue

  It has been a little over a year since everything went to hell in Albany, and there has been many changes in the lives of the people that had been involved. It hadn’t taken long for Shannen’s accountant to make a determination of what the marketing firm was worth. It had been owned by an investment group, so there was no emotional involvement. In fact, one of the reasons that they had purchased the agency in the first place was because of the lucrative contract with Alexander’s dog food company. When it had been pointed out that the contract no longer existed, they became more inclined to make a deal.

  Once the papers had been signed, Alex and Shannen flew to Albany to talk with Nancy about running the company. At that time, it had only been two weeks since she had been fired. She was just beginning to look for another position. Since Shannen had not met Nancy yet, she wanted to spend a little time getting to know her before offering her the job.

  Shannen liked her right off. She was attractive, professional, and very personable. It was no wonder, she thought, why she had been so successful in her marketing profession.

  “Nancy, Alex and I came to Albany to offer you a job.”

  “That’s awfully nice of the two of you, but it wasn’t your fault I was fired. It was my fault for getting involved with a kid, an unstable kid that still has a job, the little bastard. “

  Because of their past relationship, Alex felt obligated to explain how they felt about what had happened. “Listen, Nancy, neither of us think you did anything wrong. You were taken advantage of just as Catherine was. The two of you tried to help a young man, and he lied to both of you. He is a piece of shit in our eyes, and you need to put that behind you.”

  “Thanks, Alex. Thanks, Shannen. I appreciate that, but at the end of the day, I can only blame myself for what happened. I should have known better than to take on a younger lover, and sometimes, the bad guys win and the good guys have to move on.”

  “Not necessarily,” Shannen chuckled. “I’m sorry, Nancy. I’m not trying to make light of it because the whole situation was embarrassing and disruptive to your life, but the story isn’t over yet, not by a long shot.”

  Alex grinned. “What we’re here to tell you is that Shannen bought the agency yesterday, and she is looking for a new manager. I told her two weeks ago that you would be a far better manager than that piece of shit Tony.”

  There was a long silence. “You mean that you decided to buy the agency two weeks ago?

  Alex nodded.

  “Why? Why would you do that? That’s the day this all happened.”

  Shannen looked at her sternly. “Because I hated what he did to you. He is a chauvinist prick, and I wanted him and that nephew of his to get what they deserved.”

  “You have that kind of power?”

  “Yes,” Alex answered, “she has that kind of power. She is very wealthy. She was determined to purchase the company even if she had to pay far more for it than it was worth.”

  “Nancy, the job is yours if you want it,” Shannen offered.

  She sat there for a moment somewhat dumbfounded. Alex and Shannen both expected it because no one knew about the purchase. By agreement between the two parties, the purchase was not to be made public because the Carter Corporation was privately held.

  She smiled. “I can’t believe it. I was fired two weeks ago, and now, you are asking me to go back and run the company I was fired from?”

  Shannen nodded with a smile.

  “When would I start?”

  “Well, someone has to fire Tony and Paul, and I would like that to be done as soon as possible. You can have the pleasure, or I’ll take care of it, and you can start right after that.”

  Nancy looked as though she had just won the state lottery. “Can I start tomorrow?”

  Shannen and Alex laughed and so did Nancy. “Do I sound too eager?” she giggled.

  Shannen stood up, reached out, and shook her hand. “Welcome aboard.” She reached into her purse and handed her a card. “This is the name of the manager of a security company we have in New York City and they manage security for a large number of corporations. I’ve already talked with him, and he is expecting your call. I told him that Tony and Paul are to leave the office and not take anything with them, not even their personal laptops until they are scrubbed. They are to be searched before they leave to make sure they aren’t taking anything like jump drives or anything else like that.”

  Nancy laughed. It was an enthusiastic, happy laugh. “You mean, all I have to do is go in and fire them, and uh,” she said as she looked briefly at the card, “Terry Cooper and his men will take care of all the muscle?” she grinned.

  “That’s what they get paid to do. I don’t know if Terry, personally, will be able to come, but he will send three very capable people to assist you. All of his people are ex-military, FBI, or CIA, and you really don’t want to mess with them. Listen, I told Terry about the photographs of Catherine that Paul sent to Alex, and I have given him instructions to retrieve them, all of them, no matter where they may be stored. We don’t want Catherine to be worried about them showing up on the internet someday.”

  “She’s going to be so relieved. She has been worried sick about that very thing, or worse yet, that he might send them to someone else she knows.”

  “Terry will make sure that never happens. By the way, how are you and Catherine getting along?”

  “You know, because of the account our firm had with Alex’s company, we have known each other for a long time, but since this has happened, we have become the best of friends. I don’t think either one of us would have made it if it weren’t for having the other to talk to.”

  “We are meeting her at the club after she gets off work today,” said Alex. “We want to reassure her that sh
e didn’t do anything wrong, and she has nothing to be embarrassed about. We would like you to join us if you don’t already have something else planned.”

  “Oh, God, yes, I would love to meet you there. I can’t wait to tell Catherine. She is going to be so relieved. I guess I’ll be seeing a lot more of you in the future,” she offered with an eager smile.

  Shannen smiled at her. “No, not really. The only time that I will be here is when we visit Alex’s family. This is your company now, and I expect you to run it. I have a board meeting once a year where you will meet the managers of our other companies. Outside of that, I don’t expect to hear from you, or any of them, for the remainder of the year unless it is a dire emergency. However, when we do visit here, I think that Alex and I would like to meet with you and Catherine for drinks or dinner but not to talk about business.”

  “Wow, that’s as close to me owning my own business as I could get.”

  “That’s the way I want it. If I had to concern myself with two dozen corporations, I wouldn’t have a life. I would be gone all the time, and Alex is much too handsome to leave unattended for very long,” she laughed.

  “Oh, yes, I almost forgot. I don’t have any archaic rules in any of my corporations about not dating employees or business associates. They don’t work because nature always finds a way no matter how many stupid rules companies make and impose.”

  Nancy laughed. “I think that I’ve learned my lesson.”

  Shannen reached out and placed her hand on her arm and grinned. “Oh, you never know when someone yummy might come along,” she giggled.

  ******

  The following morning, Nancy arrived at the office, a little before nine o’clock, dressed in one of her best navy-blue business suits. As she approached, she saw three very, large men wearing black suits waiting outside. The one in the middle, the largest of the three, approached her. “Excuse me, Nancy?”

  She extended her hand. “Yes. You must be from uh …”