by Hawke, Jessa
Meanwhile as Trey stroked his cock at the sight of another man’s hard cock in Sophia’s mouth, he was suddenly surprised and taken aback by what Ray did. Ray pulled Trey up to him and kissed him passionately and though Trey had never had that experience before, he was surprised to notice that he liked it and he kissed back.
This was a whole new experience to Trey and Sophia, they had never gone as far as a threesome and this was certainly unexpected. But one thing they could not deny is that it felt good.
As Ray put his hand on Trey’s rock hard shaft, Trey simply gave in. He was not thinking anymore, he just let himself drown in a heavenly sensation. As he came vigorously on Ray’s hands, Trey looked down to see Sophia taking in Ray’s massive load.
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Next morning when Sophia woke up, the events of the night before seemed like a blur,
“Did it really happen? Or was that just a dream?” she thought.
She vaguely remembered stumbling into bed quite late in the night. She turned around to see Trey deep in sleep beside her, she felt relieved. But what happened to the contract yesterday and what about the meeting today, when was it scheduled?
“Shit, everything seemed messed up now” she thought to herself.
She was startled by the alarm clock on the bed stand and Trey groped with his half-closed eyes to reach it. She moved over Trey and shut the alarm off.
Then she looked at Trey to find him looking at her.
Sophia didn’t know what to say, especially after yesterday night, “Are you alright?”
Trey nodded, “But I have a confession to make”
Sophia didn’t say anything and Trey continued “I am very sorry Sophia, I am feeling extremely bad and guilty”
“For what?” she asked him surprised, she was the one who was feeling guilty.
“Yesterday, not everything was at the heat of the moment”
“What do you mean?” Sophia asked
“Sophia, you know right, that this merger is extremely important to us and I am desperate. And when I saw that this deal could end up in a stalemate I didn’t know what to do.”
“So you used your wife to bait your opponent?” Sophia asked seriously
Trey didn’t say anything; he looked at her, bit his lower lips nervously and swallowed hard.
“Ha ha ha” Sophia burst out laughing, she suddenly felt immensely light “You are worried I might be angry at being used Trey?”
Trey still looked at her hard not knowing what to say.
Sophia was suddenly serious, “But you got used too Trey! I didn’t know you were interested in men?”
“I didn’t know that myself!” answered Trey rather sheepishly
Sophia then went ahead and sat on Trey astride facing him and took his face in her hands “I enjoyed every bit of it Trey, you don’t how dirty…”
Before she could complete her sentence they were both startled by Trey’s mobile phone ringing. Sophia got off and Trey composed himself before taking the call.
“Mr. Takeshi, hope you are doing well!” he exclaimed
“Why, of course” Sophia felt a little impatient to know what was the conversation that was going on.
“Certainly, it will be my pleasure, Sayonara, Mr. Takeshi!”
Sophia looked expectantly at Trey about the phone conversation “So? What did he say?”
Trey had a mischievous smile on his face “You’ve done a good job Mrs. Robson!”
“What do you mean?”
“Well the merger is happening” Trey sounded ecstatic
Before they could continue the conversation, Trey’s phone rang again and they saw it was Ray and both of them felt a little awkward.
But the call had to be taken so Trey cleared his throat, with the call on speaker and answered the call.
“Good Morning Ray”
“Good Morning and congratulations Mr. Robson! I believe Mr. Takeshi has already called you to give the news.”
“Yes, thank you, very much”
“No problem at all, I have the contract ready with me here, so should we meet at your office to sign it or should I drop by your home?”
There was no hint of any emotion in Ray’s voice and both Trey and Sophia had been taken so much by surprise that it was a few moments before Trey could say anything.
“Yes of course Ray, you MUST drop by at our place, should I send you my address?”
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There was a matter of an hour between the call and Ray’s arrival at home and Sophia found herself thinking how the day’s events would unfold. Trey had been involved in a flurry of activities and phone calls after his talk with Ray, but Sophia found some time in her hands. Though she was not sure if their meeting would end up in a sexual frenzied adventure like yesterday, yet she wanted to believe that it would. If it happened she was determined to have Ray’s cock in her pussy. And she wanted to be prepared.
She put on a red silk short robe. Pairing it with a pair of red high heels, she kept her hair open and let it fall all over her cascading in beautiful ripples. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw. Her tits spread out beneath her robe and her broad hips gave way to beautiful legs anyone would want to be entwined with. She truly looked like the full woman that she really was.
As the doorbell rang, Sophia went to open the door but saw that Trey was already there. She could hardly walk and realized that her pussy lips had already swollen in anticipation for Ray.
Meanwhile, Trey brought Ray into their spacious living room and Ray handed him the contract. The contract had a place for Mr. Takeshi’s signature, a place for Ray and a place for Trey to sign. While Mr. Takeshi’s signature was there, Ray’ signature was missing, Trey looked up inquisitively at Ray.
Understanding what Trey wanted to know, Ray said with a rare smile “All in good time Mr. Robson!”
Sophia meanwhile came into the room with a champagne bottle and three glasses and laid it in front of Ray. As she bent down she gave more than an ample view of her naked breasts and her robe parted near her legs to reveal her inner thighs. It was more than enough temptation for Ray and today he didn’t lose any time. He grabbed Sophia and laid her on the sofa with her head on the armrest. He loosened her robe to reveal the creamiest of bodies, replete with curves and creases. Her huge tits spread out and as Ray slowly removed the lower part of the robe she parted her legs to show off her shaven pussy, it was glistening with her juice.
“Put your hands above your head” Ray ordered standing with his hands on his hips and Sophia complied, she was loving every minute of this and the best part was that Trey was watching. Trey remained seated on the sofa opposite to her; he had taken off his pants and was stroking his dick.
Sophia felt currents of desire passing through her just at the way Ray looked at her. Ray quickly got out of his pants and stood stroking his enormous dick. Sophia’s head was spinning, she wanted it inside her.
Meanwhile Trey also saw Ray’s dick and suddenly felt an unusual desire, a feeling much unknown to him. He wanted to touch it, feel it and kiss it.
Ray asked Sophia to get up and he went and lay down on the sofa and pulled Sophia on top of him facing away from him. Sophia was a big girl and her gash was big too, but it was not big enough for Ray’s cock and it pained her. But Ray showed no mercy, he kept on forcing his cock in her till it was completely inside and then he held her on her hips and made her move on top of him. At first the rhythm was slow but soon it gathered tempo and Sophia’s tits heaved heavily on to the sides, her love handles jiggled with the even thrusts and so did her plump ass. Ray’s heavy hands supported her tits and Sophia heard herself moaning like she had never moaned before. Her desperate pleas rang out through the house and echoed everywhere. In fact her cries made her feel more dirty.
“What was she doing? Being fucked by a complete stranger in her house? And enjoying every bit of it?”
Suddenly, Ray stopped and she looked to see Ray asking her to turn around facing him. Sh
e got up and turned and sat down on Ray again, slowly inserting the heavy dick. By now she had enough juice to help the big fat shaft slide in easily and started moving up and down, It was heavenly, she felt full and complete, every thrust made her breathless as if Ray’s cock was making a permanent place for himself inside her body. And then suddenly Sophia felt something on her back and turned around to see, Trey positioning himself behind her. Before she could ask what he was going to do, Trey had started inserting his fingers in her butthole. Sophia was shocked; she had never done anal before, she was scared it would hurt. It did hurt, but it was pleasurable pain and as Ray’s thrust and Trey’s fingering got synchronized she felt the most amazing sensation, like nothing she had ever felt before. As it went on for some time and Sophia was just about getting used to it, Trey took his fingers out and then thrust his cock inside her. The shock of the sudden thrust was soon overcome by ripples of pleasure coursing around her pelvic region.
Sophia let go, she raised her hands above her head to hold her hair up and she fucked herself and got fucked. It was amazing how three different individuals matched each other’s rhythm. Sophia reached the most amazing climax that day and she moaned and cried during her climax, she didn’t notice but Ray took the papers from the side table and signed on them while keeping on looking at her.
Ray did not come, it was as if he was saving it for something else and once Sophia was done Ray moved from below her leaving her as if she was one his many conquests and moved towards Trey. Sophia was spent completely and lay on the sofa, while Trey took out his cock from her asshole and plugged it onto her pussy. She moaned with pleasure and pain, she was just not getting enough. She sat up on all fours with Trey’s cock in her pussy form the back. While Ray took hold of Trey’s mouth and circled the tip of his cock on his lips. Trey didn’t wait for long; he put his mouth over Ray’s cock and sucked on Sophia’s juices.
But Ray seemed impatient; he took his cock out of Trey’s mouth and went behind Trey, spread his legs and slowly tries putting in his cock. Unlike with Sophia, Ray does it very gently with Trey and though Trey is very apprehensive in the beginning he allows Ray to enter and slowly starts enjoying the gentle thrusts. Trey supports herself by holding onto Sophia’s tits while Ray’s thrusts increased in tempo. He fucked Sophia harder, until Sophia came again and collapsed on the sofa. Meanwhile as Ray’s thrusts become deeper Trey heard Ray grunt, he started to stroke his own cock. Ray soon came inside Trey and shot off his load on his ass. But before Trey had any time to think, Ray came forward on his knees without warning and took Trey’s cock inside his mouth. At this moment Sophia too got up and started flicking the tip of her tongue along Trey’s lips. Trey almost came immediately, such was the force of the sensation, but he held on, he wanted to feel this unusual combination of pleasure for some time more. As Ray took Trey’s cock in deeper and deeper until he could feel the back of Ray’s throat, he felt his whole body shaking with delight. The feeling seemed to come from the tips of his toes and reached almost every point in his body and when he finally came inside Ray’s mouth, Trey felt like the moment was eternity. All three collapsed on the sofa and nothing but sleep could revive their spent bodies.
The business meeting had ended successfully and the merger was completed.
THE END
To Have and To Hold
Another dusty, early afternoon rolled its lazy way down Main Street, forcing locals to cover up their mouths with handkerchiefs to avoid coughing and wheezing. A brace of cowpokes from the outskirts of Wide Bend rode through town, whooping and hollering in their joy at having a day off. After they’d hitched up in front of The Irish Rose Tavern, it was the end of the excitement. The citizens didn’t even bother to shake their heads in disapproval; that sort of thing was far from unusual in New Mexico territory. Instead, they continued their leisurely stroll with no reasonable expectation for anything much interesting happening the rest of the week.
Of course, there was always the possibility the Tulsa, Amarillo, and Flagstaff would actually stop for once and unload an interesting passenger or two. As it happened that day, one young woman was stepping off the train, much to her dawning shock and horror. While she was certainly beautiful, her fears were hardly worthy of comment. How many would-be brides had taken the train west only to turn right back around and buy a ticket back east? Too many to count.
Station manager Ronald Beaufort had seen it all before, enough times that he knew how to be appropriately sympathetic and helpful while profiting from other’s misfortune. He scratched his balding temple and expertly shot brown grit into his spittoon as she stood, open-mouthed and wondering, alone on the wooden platform. Certainly a pretty young thing, he thought, admiring her poised, slight figure. Neatly tucked beneath a broad-brimmed blue hat, her red hair suggested she might be Irish. She wore a white, light-green-striped travelling dress, likely purchased in whichever Ohio, Illinois, or New York small town dress shop she’d last done her shopping. The porters had dropped a trunk beside her along with several pieces of luggage, none of which she’d be able to haul to Mother Nelson’s Room and Board for Ladies on her own. He waited a moment for her to take in the primitive, arid town before he left his windowed office to greet her.
“Waiting for someone, Miss?” He asked, knowing full well she was.
She had been wringing her gloved hands nervously and immediately stopped when addressed. “I’m afraid there may have been a mistake.” Her voice was low and embarrassed, with none of the shrill righteous anger or contempt he’d become used to dealing with. While that worked to put her somewhat in Beaufort’s good graces, it was her accent that brightened his spirits.
“My goodness! Are you from Massachusetts, by any chance?”
She smiled and nodded gratefully, recognizing the familiar New England tones in his speech patterns as well. “A little town by the name of Sycamore Springs, yes. I came to answer a letter from my fiancé, Mr. Benjamin Sullivan.”
He wrinkled his nose involuntarily at the name, motioning towards the cool shade beneath the station’s overhanging roof and the nearby entrance to the station. She followed cautiously, as Beaufort snapped his fingers at the men idling on a bench nearby. “Help this lady with her things; into the station with them at once. Quickly you! Can’t be too careful ma’am, thieves all over here.” He placed emphasis on the word “thieves,” to let that threat sink in.
Beaufort stepped into the station with the woman he’d taken under his wings, her possessions brought in behind her. She thanked the men profusely, so much so that Beaufort was shocked when Morris, the head of his baggage-handling gang, initially refused a tip when she offered it. “Weren’t nothing ma’am.” Morris gushed. Even so, she pressed a coin into each man’s hand. The station manager wondered if Morris’ reluctance had more to do with her kindly disposition than her pretty face. To be fair, she was a fresh breath of air compared to the many horsey-faced girls who’d passed through the station master’s routine of fleecing them.
“I hail from a little Massachusetts fishing village myself. By chance you’ve heard of Gloucester, miss?” He offered. He was still going to take all the cash he could from her- all his connections in the town would, of course- but perhaps at a discount.
“My, certainly! My father was born there. I have many fond memories of the town.” She responded quietly. Well damn, he thought. A deep discount, then.
He sighed. He genuinely didn’t enjoy this part. “I’m sorry to say Mr. Sullivan is likely to be rather late. I wouldn’t be so quick to declare him your fiancé, either.”
Her already wide open eyes became huge O’s of alarm. “Whatever do you mean, sir?”
“Ronald Beaufort, ma’am, at your service,” he noted by way of introduction. “You’ll excuse me for saying so, but Mr. Sullivan is well-reputed in this territory as something of an… well, an outlaw. He is wanted by the law, and there’s a steep price on his head. The bandits make their home in rough camps and it is, I fear, no place for a lady of yo
ur refinement. Now, if you still care to meet with him, I can make the arrangements…”
“No, certainly not.” She mumbled. The woman appeared crushed, so he hurried on with his practiced narrative.
“Next train won’t pass through until Wednesday. If you’d like to buy a return ticket now, I can assist you. In the meantime, there is a ladies’ boarding house I recommend-”
The woman shook her head and offered him a sad, thin smile. “I won’t be going back, Mr. Beaufort. Wide Bend is my intended stop, and I will remain her for the time being. And do forgive me, my name is Annabelle McIver. Annie to my friends. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
For once in his life, Ronald Beaufort was speechless.
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For her part, Annie was a little shaken, but hardly cross. How could she tell this stranger the real reason she’d left home? There was no turning back now. As her Aunt Margaret was fond of saying, she’d set her hand to the plough and there was no looking back.
The polite fellow New Englander began to stammer, but Annie was already looking past him to a pair of men who’d just entered the station. They each wore a somber look on their face and as she looked on them, it registered with her that she was hearing shouting out in the streets. The dark-haired fellow trailing behind barely made an impression with her, but the blonde gentleman, with his short, brown, flat-topped cowboy hat caused her to catch her breath. He was at once handsome and, to her mind’s imagination, brutal-looking.
