by Ted Evans
Then he clicked his fingers and asked the bartender to get him a triple.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “It is so bad.”
He nodded, “Yep. I’m late for the meeting. I don’t fucking want to go.”
“So don’t.”
He sighed. “You’ll find out soon enough. It’s not that simple. You need to do things that they enjoy too, no matter how painful it is.”
“Yes, but if you don’t want to be sitting talking about the book or movie what do you do all night?”
It was then that I realized that I wasn’t interested as I ditched my friend at the bar and walked up to Olivia, whispering, “Let’s get the fuck out of here, so we can continue where we left off.”
Olivia didn’t need asking twice as she slid off the bar stool and took my hand. I was done pretending, I wanted her; not just once, but for the rest of the night.
***
With the car parked outside, I didn’t hesitate in taking the one thing that I wanted; she felt like a drug. One that I was addicted to from the start. As soon as we got in the car, I reached up and felt in-between her legs, because I didn’t give a shit what the driver thought or anyone else. I had a taste of Olivia in my office. It wasn’t enough. I had to have more of her. She was a woman, one that hadn’t been with a man for a while. We both suffered from the same disease, because I had been playing in the playground with girls. Not women like Olivia who deserved to be appreciated, which was exactly what I was going to do right now.
“You didn’t put your panties back on?”
Olivia laughed, “There was nothing to put back on. You ripped them apart.”
Knowing that she had been without panties in the bar—and that there was nothing stopping me taking her right then and there—turned me into some kind of primal being as I started to stroke the inside of her upper thigh. I wanted to see her pussy again.
“You’re so fucking wet for me.”
She smiled as she came closer to me, practically naked on the back seat. Just the way I liked her. There was nothing sexier than having her naked and ready for me to take.
Olivia was so soft. I started to take my jacket off with only her on my mind.
I wanted to take my time. I knew that I was about to lose control like I did back in the office. I slipped a finger past her folds. She started to grind her hips back and forth, forcing me to go deeper inside of her. Another finger joined the first and she purred, “Why don’t you replace your fingers with your cock?”
“Fuck I love it when you talk dirty. What do you want me to do to you?”
“Fuck me.”
“How?” I raised an eyebrow, wondering what her next request would be.
“Hard!”
I slipped another finger past her folds, but this time adjusting the position as I curled my grip and my thumb found her clit at ease. Then my fingers started to stroke her G-spot, which drove her wild.
She was shifting in the seat, but I needed to keep her still. The driver was going to my house and once he got there I had no intention of letting her go.
“Ross, don’t stop!”
I kept playing with her, relishing in her slickness. Hearing the moans that turned into screams the more I touched her.
I leaned in closer to her and felt her breathing; she was so close to my face. I loved the smell that was overtaking the back of the limo. I bent my head down and started to taste her. Just as I wanted to do in the office. She was lying flat in the back of my car and I was scooping her insides like a tub of ice-cream.
I was making sure that there wasn’t an edge that remained untouched as I savored the taste of her. Instead of shying away from it, her clit was throbbing as my tongue brushed over her swollen bud.
Her breathing got louder every time I licked her. I was holding her legs, keeping her in position as I caressed her deeper to stoke the fire inside of her. I knew that she was ready to come and that I was going to give her the mother of all orgasms.
I started to suck on her pussy lips gently and then I stroked them with my tongue. Her skin was so damn soft there, like a precious jewel that I had to be delicate with or else it would break. I could feel that she was close as she started to shake and her body bucked in desperation.
“I’m coming!”
Olivia screamed and started to completely lose control. I knew that there was no turning back. I started licking harder and I was no longer gentle, because I wanted to claim her orgasm as if it was my own. The harder she came, the more I wanted it to go on.
I didn’t even give her a chance to rest as I pulled back and then positioned her bare ass on my lap as I sat on the seat.
“I need a minute,” Olivia whispered, but I ignored her request. Olivia thought that I wanted to take her again. Part of me was mad at her for coming too soon. I wanted her to get to that place, but not until I was ready for her to get there.
“I didn’t tell you that you could come.”
Olivia was confused and trying to sit up, but I was holding her firmly in position. I placed a sharp little spank on her left cheek.
I was expecting her to protest once more. Instead, she stopped being so nervous as her ass cheeks relaxed and she let out a quick giggle.
“You enjoyed that didn’t you?”
She nodded. “A little too much.”
“I want you to know that any time I don’t tell you to come, this is what’s going to happen to you.”
She hesitated in replying.
“Do you understand me?”
Olivia nodded, but I wanted her to speak. Before I reminded her, she whispered, “Yes.”
I gave her a quick smack once again. In the dim light at the back of the limo I saw that my hand prints remained on her butt. They were like little pink strands on her flesh. I wanted to do so many things to her.
I focused on her clit again, but this time I was using my fingers, as I needed a release. One that only she could give me. I only had one condom, but I had plenty back home.
All I could do was pleasure her until then. It didn’t take long for her voice to change once again as another orgasm ripped through her. I loved watching her body tremble as I milked every ounce of pleasure from her. I could have watched her all day long.
Olivia panted, as I moved her to face me. “That was amazing.”
Olivia was on my dick and it fucking hurt. I was so tempted to fuck her and I could tell she knew it as she started to ride me.
“Don’t, I’ve got no condoms.”
She brushed her lips on mine and then bit my bottom lip. My dick was bursting to get free.
“I could help you out another way.”
Shit, she wanted to suck me?
I thought about her lips as she bent down between my legs. She didn’t need permission to do that. Then she greedily started to go for my belt buckle. I spread my legs wide as I closed my eyes and thought of her getting ready to suck my cock.
I could have come right there.
She was turning me on so fucking much as she slowly reached for my cock and set it free. I let out a groan as her fingers delicately found their way onto my shaft.
“Fuck!” I growled as she started to gently jerk it up and down.
I looked down and she had a wicked smile on her face as she said, “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.”
Even if she had, it wouldn’t have bothered me. She leaned closer and her mouth was only a fraction away from taking my cock. I could feel her breath against my skin as her moist lips started to get to work.
First, Olivia drew the tip in between her teeth, biting it softly and I was just about to lose my shit, when she engulfed me. Her mouth was so fucking warm and wet. I think that it was the best blow-job that I’ve ever had and she had only just begun.
She was picking up her rhythm as she went from teasing the head to taking me in deeper. Nearly a third of my big fat cock was in her mouth. I needed to open my eyes to see if she was really doing it or if it was just my imagination.
And
as I looked down I could see her head bobbing up and down as her tongue started to take over the underside of my shaft. She was fucking teasing and stroking it so delicately that it felt like some kind of exquisite torture.
I will never ride in the limo again without thinking about how fucking hot she looked right at that moment. On all fours, sucking me as if there was no tomorrow. She started to use her hand to pump my balls to match the rhythm made by her mouth.
She was sending waves of fucking desire through me that made me feel as if I was about to explode, but I knew that she was fucking enjoying herself. Instead of pulling back, or even taking her time, she was exploring me even more. She started to work the base of my shaft and now my whole length was being stroked with every motion. I felt as if my knees were about to buckle and I started to feel lightheaded.
“Shit, I’m so fucking close!”
That somehow encouraged her to start moving quicker as she homed in on my swollen head. She was fucking jerking it up and down as her tongue caressed the sensitive nerves.
I was about to fucking explode!
I let out a roar as if I was fucking king of the jungle as I held onto the back of her head. I didn’t need her to stop but rather fucking make me go to the point of no return. I was holding her so tightly, she was fucking going back and forth so fucking fast.
I exploded in her mouth. I couldn’t even fucking warn her! It just happened so fast.
As I finally regained consciousness, I heard the intercom going and that’s when I realized that we’d come to a stop. I don’t even know how long we were in my garage, but I answered the driver.
“Yes.”
“We’re here sir.”
Shit, we fucking were!
I was looking for something to clear up my cum. But Olivia was knocking her head back and I think that she took the whole lot of it.
“Did you swallow it?” I asked as she panted, sitting next to me in the limo.
“It was so much.”
I bet it was, I couldn’t believe that she had swallowed all of it. I looked at the back seat. Her shoes, my tie and jacket sprawled on the floor.
“I thought you were dropping me home.”
I laughed. “I said to get out of the bar. What did you think that meant? Besides, I don’t have your address. And I’m not done with you yet.”
She smiled, “It’s going to be a long night?”
“So fucking long, that Monday morning, you won’t be able to sit straight at your desk.”
“Is that a promise?”
I winked, “One that I intend to keep.”
Fuck, she was like no one that I’d ever been with; most girls would have been begging for a break, or telling me that they couldn’t take anymore. Not this one. She was a woman. A mature one that loved to explore. She was fucking what I liked and what I really needed in my life.
I don’t know if she can keep being my secretary when I want her not only during the day, but especially during the night too.
As she hopped out of the limo with no panties. She did it so gracefully as I had my hand on the arch of her back. We moved swiftly to the elevator. I thought back to Craig’s words. If this was love at first sight, then I’d been fucking missing out big time!
Chapter Thirteen
Ross
Since that night at the bar, I hadn’t let her out of my sight. She insisted on going back to her place the following day and we ended up in her bed. She was giving me a little tour and then once I saw her bed and smelt her scent on her pillows, I had to have her once again.
I woke her up. “Olivia. Olivia.”
She was in a daze. Damn, the woman could sleep.
“You’re not going to believe this.”
“What is it Ross?”
“The deal’s gone through.”
“You mean?”
“Yes, we fucking did it.”
She laughed as she took her hair out of her eyes. I gently moved it aside and kissed her.
“Shhh, Mom and Aunt Veronica will hear you. Besides you need to get home, so you can be ready for the office tomorrow. Wait, what day is it?”
“Wow, you’re really out of it. It’s Monday.”
Then she started jumping out of bed and she did the cutest thing; she was panicking.
“We need to get to the office. We’re late and besides I can’t have them thinking that we’re living together or anything.”
I put the pillow behind my back and thought about the times that I’d insisted on being in the office at eight, or even earlier. I saw an email on my phone and for the first time in a long time. I didn’t feel the need to rush.
“Aren’t you getting ready?”
“No.”
I crossed my arms and then there was a knock on the door.
She started to panic as she had her dress half on and then rushed to the door. “Shh,” she said to me and I just raised an eyebrow. I was thirty, not thirteen. She was acting like a teenager that was caught having sex in her parents’ house. Sure, this was her mom’s house, but she wasn’t exactly a teenager.
“Aunt Veronica, what is it?”
“How did you know it was me?”
“A guess,” Olivia sighed as she tried to make sure that only her head was sticking out through the door. If it had been any other woman I would have left and not seen them again. But this was different. I knew that Olivia and I were going somewhere and so I crawled out of bed and grabbed my pants.
I held open the door; I should have put my shirt on, but then judging by her aunt’s face I could tell that she was enjoying the view.
“I thought that I heard someone else in here.”
“Yes, I’m Ross Hamilton, and you’re Aunt Veronica who’s helping Olivia out.”
She laughed uncontrollably as she started to talk to my chest and not meet my eyes. “I’m not exactly helping her out. Just spending time with my sister.” Her chubby hands met mine. Olivia brought her back down to earth by clearing her throat.
“If I’d known you had company then I would have…”
Before Aunt Veronica could finish her sentence, Olivia nervously replied, “We need to get to the office.”
“Oh, this is the same Ross Hamilton, your boss.”
Olivia turned red as she tried to straighten out her dress. “Where’s Mom?”
“Taking a nap.”
“Why, what time is it?”
Both Aunt Veronica and I said in unison, “Ten.”
“That means she hasn’t even woken up yet.”
“Oh no, sometimes she doesn’t show her face until twelve. Every once in a while she likes to lie in apart from Tuesdays. When we go to yoga.”
“Yoga?”
“Yes, she loves it there. She says that it helps to relax her mind.”
I felt as if I was in a tennis match as my eyes darted from one of them to the other. It was clear that Aunt Veronica was happy and Olivia was far from it as she started to turn redder and clenched her fist. I held on to her hand and said, “Aunt Veronica, it was nice meeting you. I was planning on meeting the pair of you. But we have to go to the office now.”
Before Olivia kills you!
“Oh,” she sighed. “That’s such a shame. There’s a show that I know that you’ll like.”
There was a sneaky smile on my face, because I kind of suspected I knew exactly what she was going to say.
“Billionaires. You would love it.”
“It’s on Netflix right?”
“It is,” her cheeks turned red and she looked as if she was going to spill the cup she was holding as I said, “That sounds great. Friday night. I’ll come over. You, me and Billionaires. Is that a date?”
She spilled whatever she was drinking and then she rushed over and tried to grab me. At first I thought that she was trying to give me a hug, but then I realized that she was just trying to feel my body.
Olivia peeled her off me.
“Come on, the man’s perfectly shaped. Women my age only get to watc
h bodies like that on screen.”
I nodded, “I’m sure you do.”
Then smiled. “It’s really nice to finally meet the man that’s put a smile on my niece’s face.”
I bowed to her and thought about what she’d just said; this was all news to me. I wasn’t the kind of man that went to meet someone’s parents, let alone make a regular arrangement to watch Billionaires with them on a Friday night.
***
“Were you really going to come and meet her?”
I nodded, “I want to know everything about you. Not just in the bedroom. I want to try and be part of your life.”
“Wow.” Olivia smiled as she kissed me on the lips.
Not only did I surprise her, but I kind of surprised myself too. I grabbed my shirt. I needed to go home and shower before I got to the office and I had no intention of doing either of those things alone.
Chapter Fourteen
Ross
“Are we really doing this?” Craig asked me once again as he stood at the bar.
“You need to stop asking me that. Olivia’s outside and she’ll hear you.”
“I know, but you don’t do dates.”
I laughed about his statement, because for the last couple of weeks there’d been a lot of things that I don’t do.
“I don’t watch Billionaires either,” I lied as I thought about my regular Friday night meeting with Aunt Veronica, watching the damn show. Shit, it was so fucking good, but I wouldn’t tell Craig that. He was my best friend, not my mom. I didn’t need to tell him everything!
“What, the show? Love it. The guy kind of reminds me of you,” he sighed. “The next thing I know you’ll be coming to the Fifty Shades events with me.”
We both looked at each other and went into fits of laughter. Olivia walked in, “What are you guys laughing about?”
I wave. “Oh nothing. Are you ready?”
She nodded “What about Amelia?”
“She’ll meet us at the restaurant. It’s easier for her to do it that way. She wants to make sure that everything’s right for the nanny.”
Olivia smiles. “Oh yeah, I forgot that you had kids.”
