by Pamela Prim
“Thank you,” the caterer said behind her.
Jess shook her head without looking. “Whatever she told you, ignore it. Do exactly what I told you and nothing else.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Jess circled out and found herself at the foot of the stairs. Sue had wandered to the other end of the house. She might have continued out into the garden in the back acres. From there, she could have worked her way down the cliff trails to their private section of beach. It depended on how mad she was. She seemed pretty mad. If Jess could deal with something else first, she might catch Sue on the way back after she had cooled off a bit. That might be better.
So, Jess looked up the stairs. Ben had stormed off in that direction. Maybe to their bedroom or one of the upstairs studies? She was good at reading people. It was an aspect of being the best at her job at this level and in these environments. She thought Ben would go to one of the studies. The bedroom would be a shared space for him and Sue, so he would want to be mad somewhere that was his where he could be in complete charge. She was guessing the main library near the front of the house overlooking where everyone came in. There was a humidor box in there and a bar inside a globe. He seemed mad enough to want to smoke and drink in defiance of his wife.
Jess took the stairs and made a right to check the library first. Ben was there looking out one of the tall windows between shelves. He had one hand resting on the top of the globe. A scotch neat sat on the edge of an antique table beside a couch in front of him.
He had a cigar in the other hand hooked by one finger. Ben drew it under his nose to sniff it. He didn’t appear to have a lighter out. She had one and could offer him a light to start the conversation. He would accept it, if she offered, but Jess got a sense that he did not actually want to smoke it. He was holding it and smelling it. She had seen him do so before without smoking. He was under the shadow of his father and maybe the cigars held some power in that way. She decided not to push him into smoking it.
She was already approaching him when she said, “May I came in?”
He opened the humidor and replaced the cigar before closing it. “Of course, what can I do for you, Jess?”
She sat down on the sofa in front of him near the table and his drink. “I’m here to see to you two. I should be asking what you need from me today.”
He took up his scotch and took a long swallow. “You’ve done all we can ask for and more.”
“And yet all is not well.”
He shook his head. “Not everything can be solved with a good party, Jess. We’ll get through today, I promise.”
“I’d love it, if we could do better than just get through.”
Ben set his glass back down and frowned. “You need me to smile more or something, Jess?”
“I don’t need anything, Ben. You guys have been excellent clients and you will have an excellent anniversary party whether you enjoy it or not.”
He laughed and said, “Good to know. That takes off some pressure.”
“I wish there was something I could do to take off more pressure before you found yourself in the spotlight all night,” Jess said.
“Yes, I as well.”
“I know I have no place to ask, Ben, but I’m going to anyway. If it is ugly that I do so, we can pretend I didn’t later. What is the tension about? Why so much pain between you two so quickly into your marriage?”
Ben bit his lip and turned to the side. He was still mostly facing Jess, but he was staring miles away. “I don’t know. It was political. Our marriage wasn’t exactly arranged, but it was the product of forces bigger than ourselves. That’s not enough to build love off of and we tell ourselves that is just a construct, but it turns out that it does matter. We had very little of it when we started and we used up what we had in reserve. Now we are here.”
“You don’t love her?” Jess asked.
“I don’t … I don’t know. I know there is not much to build a future off of if something doesn’t change soon,” Ben said.
“How bad is it between you two?” Jess asked. “I heard the biting comments downstairs, of course.”
“We fake it in front of guests,” he said. “Not so much in front of staff. No offense, Jess.”
“None taken,” she said. “I’m sorry you are going through this. If there was anything I could do, I would. Anything.”
“I know.” He shook his head and blinked several times. Jess was worried he was about to start crying. That would not do at all. Ben would be all raw nerves then right when Jess needed him to be cool and collected. She needed to deescalate the situation in a hurry. She opened her mouth to speak, but Ben spoke again before she could. “We haven’t had sex in over a year.”
“Holy shit.” The exclamation escaped Jess’s mouth before she could contain it.
Ben actually laughed. “Yeah, I know. I haven’t told anyone before now. It feels good to actually say something. God, it’s been so hard.”
“I can’t imagine,” Jess said.
Ben shrugged. “When was the last time you had sex?”
Jess sighed. “Yesterday. Twice. Once in the morning with a guy that stayed over and once that afternoon with an old friend I met for lunch.”
Ben laughed and then sighed. “Only twice, huh? Rough life.”
“I get by.” She winked at him.
“No sex today though?” he asked.
“I had a party to plan.”
“Oh, I see.”
“Do you want me to give you a few more minutes and then bring you down for show time?” she asked.
Ben stared at the window behind Jess, but she had the distinct impression that he wasn’t really seeing anything. He wasn’t looking at anything past it. Jess thought maybe she had played this wrong. His confession had caught her off guard. She was surprised he had not exploded going a year without sex. She wondered if he had stepped out to get his satisfaction from other women since his wife cut him off. She did not want to know. Still, she needed him on point for this party to work and she could not afford to be known as the party planner that oversaw Ben and Sue’s epic meltdown. She cared about them to an extent, but this was business and having their disaster on her resume would not do at all. Jess felt she might have painted herself into a corner with Ben and maybe Sue too. She suspected she might have to get messy to get herself out of this mess. Jess wasn’t above getting messy in order to win.
“This is not the life I wanted,” Ben said without bringing his eyes back into focus.
Jess needed to build him up. She needed him confident and not wound so tight. Sue probably knew how to push his buttons and he knew how to push back. With all the pent up sexual tension, Ben was liable to be the fuse that set this whole thing off. Jess was going to have to clip the fuse.
“What do you want, Ben?”
He bowed his head and sighed. His body shook at the end of it and she could almost see him melting. He was about come unraveled. They weren’t even going to make it to the party if he folded into a blubbering, crying mess.
Jess jumped up from the couch and took him by the shoulders. “Stop, Ben. Everything is going to be fine.”
He blinked at her surprised by the gesture. At least he had not broken down into tears.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
She let go of his shoulders. “You can do this, Ben. Everything will be fine.”
“I can’t live like this,” he said. “How can you think everything will be fine?’
“You can have whatever you want or need,” Jess said. “Even if Sue is not the one willing to provide it.”
“What are you saying?” Ben tilted his head.
Jess took a deep breath knowing where this might go and she was prepared to see it through, if she had to. “You are the kind of man that can have any woman he wants. You don’t have to let one woman that is running cold on you define who you are or what kind of man you are.”
He leaned in as she expected he would and kissed her full on the mouth. She
allowed it and took hold of his shoulders again. His hands drifted down and hovered over her breast in her dress. He started to settle and to squeeze, but then withdrew his hand. Jess knew he would probably back down. He would apologize and it would be over. Except he would go down with his emotions swirling on top of the same tension he had before. That wouldn’t do.
Jess decided to take it up a level. She closed her hand over the back of his hand and closed it back firmly against her breast. He stiffened with surprise, but then gave her a confident squeeze. He pulled at her dress and took it down off her shoulders. She shimmied her body and let him pull her breasts free of her dress. She stood there and allowed him to stare in surprise for a moment. He was mesmerized and overwhelmed by the idea that this could happen.
Ben took hold of her breasts and kneaded them just to prove that he could. He dove down head first and began licking and sucking on her nipples. She wrapped her arm around the back of his head and cradled him as he sucked on her. She let him work hard for a moment before she said, “Not so hard.”
Again, he started to back down. This was a guy used to rejection and she needed to draw her client forward to victory. This was a day for a win. She pushed her dress down and stepped out of it only wearing a blue thong and blue heels that matched the dress she had just shed. Ben took the hint that this was going forward.
He kissed his way down her stomach and around the sides of her panties on both legs. She enjoyed the tease at first, but then realized he was hesitating. She tried to remind herself how young he was in addition to everything else he had been through. He was early twenties and not too many years out of college. She was over ten years his senior and though she was confident that she was the hottest piece of ass he had ever had, she was not on a timeframe to let him fumble his way through this. This business needed to be quick and dirty so that it was good but finished by the time Sue wandered back up from wherever she was sulking.
Jess pulled her thong aside in the front and even spread her pussy lips to help him along. He brought his face forward slowly. She could feel his puffs of breath against her pussy. His excitement and near worshipful amazement of her pussy made her wet. She realized that this was going to be more enjoyable than she had anticipated. She wanted it almost as much as he did.
She grabbed the back of his head with her free hand and closed her fist in a handful of his dark hair. She reminded herself to straighten his hair when this was done before she let him go back downstairs for the party. She pulled his face forward and buried him in her spread, wet pussy. He rubbed his face in her slit like he was trying to take on her scent. His nose penetrated her and then rubbed firmly against her clit. She actually shivered and the pleasure surprised her.
“Eat my pussy. Do it now,” Jess said.
His tongue lashed out and he devoured her. His tongue widened and licked up and down. He narrowed his tongue and drove it into her. She moaned and thrust against his face. Ben twirled his tongue around her clit and flicked it back and forth with the tip of his tongue. Damn, he was hungry and she was reaping the rewards. Jess was worried he might cum in his pants. She decided that if he did, she would suck him back hard.
“Use your fingers on me too,” she said. “Keep doing what you’re doing with your tongue, stud. Don’t stop.”
He redoubled the energy of his licking responding to her encouragement and she felt her passions beginning to mount. He slid one finger inside her. Jess bit her lip and felt her hips reflexively buck into his face. She wanted more.
Jess said, “Use two fingers. Twist them once you have them both inside me.”
She felt herself stretch as he slid in a second finger and twisted like she had ordered. His knuckles pressed around the inside as he kept fingering and licking her.
“Is this good?” he asked muffled into her pussy.
“Yes,” she said. “Don’t stop. Keep licking my clit. Faster. Yes. Now use three fingers. Hurry.”
He slid a third finger inside her and flicked his tongue rapidly. Her whole body pulsed and she held onto his head to keep from falling over as her orgasm ran through every muscle and nerve.
“Oh, God,” she said. “I want to suck your cock, Ben.”
He pulled away from her and sat down on the couch unbuckling his pants. She pushed down her soggy thong and tossed it aside. She knelt down on the couch beside him and helped him unzip. He lifted his ass and pulled his pants down revealing his half hard cock.
Ben looked away and said, “I’m sorry about this. I’m nervous. It’s been a while.”
“Nothing to be nervous about,” Jess said. “You’re about to get the fucking of your life. Lay back, relax, and enjoy.”
Ben spread his arms over the back of the couch and laid his head back. He took a deep breath.
Jess bent over him naked resting her breasts on his bare thigh. She kissed and licked his balls. She held and kissed her way up his soft cock before licking around the head. Ben gave a quiet moan. Jess took him into her mouth and started bobbing up and down his length. She let her teeth drag him gently on the way up and he gave a louder moan. Jess went all the way down balls deep with him in her mouth. She pressed her lips together and pulled back up slowly to the head with her lips pressed together over his shaft. She went back down and repeated slowly. Jess started sucking and fucking him with her mouth harder and faster. She used her fingers to hook around and squeeze the base of his cock. She pulled at his balls as she sucked him. Jess felt him growing harder and longer in her mouth, so she kept sucking him.
Ben’s hand found her bare ass and squeezed. He rubbed both cheeks and squeezed her ass again. He teased his fingers between and played with her wet pussy from behind and underneath too. He went back to stroking the curve of her ass and gently pinching her.
He was now rock hard in her mouth. He had grown to at least ten inches long and he was thick. She had to relax her throat and hold her breath as she swallowed him down and pulled back off again. She spit thick saliva on his cock and stroked it in with her fist. She went back down on him and twisted her head as she went down and back off. He started pumping his hips and fucking her throat and she timed her bobbing head to make the most of his thrusts.
“Oh, you’re going to make me cum,” he said with his head laid back on the couch staring up at the high ceiling.
She pulled off his cock and looked up at him as she pumped her fist rapidly over his hard cock. “You can cum anywhere you want, Stud, but I would love for you to fuck my brains out first.”
“Oh, God,” Ben said. “I want to fuck you so hard.”
Jess took the invitation and climbed up onto him straddling his lap. She could almost feel his cock throbbing in her grasp. He was close she could tell. She needed to hurry. She aligned the head of his cock and lowered her ass sliding him inside her pussy inch by inch until he filled her up balls deep. She could feel his pulse as her pussy squeezed him back.
Jess started bouncing her ass sliding up and down his cock slapping against his lap on each down stroke. He wasn’t the longest or the thickest she had ever been with, but something about his cock was filling her up and hitting all the right spots. She let out a throaty moan and started fucking him faster. Her pussy tightened up and her lips pulled along his slick cock as she stroked up and then back down each time. She had originally decided to fuck him for his benefit so he would relax and not make a scene at the party, but suddenly she found that she was getting hers off this young rich stud’s cock.
Jess knew that Sue might be on her way back at that very moment. She might be in the house looking for Ben to continue their argument. Getting caught fucking the husband at an anniversary party she was hired to plan would ruin Jess’s career faster than anything, but this just felt too damn good to quit. She was going to get him off, but she was going to enjoy every second of getting him there in the process.
He took a double handful of her ass cheeks and squeezed as he worked her pussy with his perfect cock. She felt him grab her nipple between
his lips and sucked as he continued to fuck her.
He pushed her over onto her side on the couch. He climbed up to take her from behind, but she flipped back over onto her side and pulled him down onto the couch behind her. She pulled him up and guided him back into her pussy. It was just as good as before. He pumped his legs and drove himself in and out of her pussy. Ben reached around her back and cupped her breast as he continued to pound her pussy. Her other tit bounced with the impacts. She pumped her ass back into his cock.
“Oh, I really am going to cum now,” Ben said.
“Do it, stud. You’ve already made me cum more than once.”
His rhythm became frantic and his cock pulled out of her. He was still thrusting his hips even though he wasn’t inside her. His cock rubbed up and down her slit as he did. She reached down and stroked his cock with her hand and prepared to slide him back inside her.
