This woman was driving me wild. My cock grew painfully hard.
“Yes. But first, I am feeling a little peckish.” I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I carried her to the sofa and spread her legs wide. She was already glistening with moisture. “I’ve been thinking about this all night.”
“Good,” she purred, sliding her hands down between her legs, and pulling her pussy lips apart. Slipping a finger inside herself, she pulled it back out and held it up. “Taste it.”
I bent forward and sucked her finger into my mouth. The taste alone had my cock twitching, and I couldn’t take it a moment longer. I had to devour her.
I tasted her sweet, warm juices as my tongue slipped inside her pussy. I probed, exploring her body, swallowing her delicious nectar.
Sophia let out a loud moan and bucked her hips.
I found her clit and sucked it into my mouth, gently applying pressure.
She grabbed my head and pushed her pussy further into my face. The musky aroma surrounded me.
“Yes . . . flick it faster,” she muttered, pinching her nipples between her fingertips.
I twirled my tongue against her swollen clit, increasing my speed.
Her legs trembled on either side of me. She was close to climaxing. Within moments, Sophia’s breathing changed. Her body tensed. A loud moan escaped her lips. She held her breath for a split second before she cried out. Her body shook uncontrollably.
“Oh . . . my . . . God.” She groaned, closing her eyes and panting.
I smiled and kissed her sex, drinking any remaining juice as it oozed out of her. She was sexy as fuck when she came.
My cock was so hard, it was almost too painful to stand. I knelt before her and pulled off my shirt, slightly brushing the material against the fresh ink. It hurt a little, a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Sophia gazed up at me, cupping her breasts and caressing her nipples. “You need to lose the pants,” she said, lifting her foot and placing it against my crotch. She applied a little pressure and gave me a coy smile.
“How about you do the honours?” I suggested, and winked at her.
Sliding forward on the sofa, Sophia reached up and undid the buckle of my belt. “You mean, like this?” She smirked and unbuttoned my jeans.
She gently ran her nails along the waistband of my jeans. Her touch had my skin prickling with goosebumps. With a glint of mischief in her eyes, Sophia pushed my jeans down over my knees.
I stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. A broad smile spread across her face when she saw I had no boxers on.
“Bad boy!” she muttered, and took my cock in her hand.
She jerked it with deliberate, slow strokes. She paused, rubbed some of the precum with her thumb over the head, and continued her long excruciating strokes. Sophia sat on the edge of the sofa, her warm hand working my cock. Her eyes were full of lust and want.
“Jesus Christ,” I muttered. The pleasure alone had me bucking my hips forward.
Sophia grinned and looked at my cock. She brought her tongue to the head and lightly licked the trail of moisture that glistened around the tip.
Fuck! I thought.
Her lips parted. She sucked my erection into her mouth, moving her head back and forth.
“I’m going to fuck your face,” I growled, and pushed her onto her knees.
Grabbing the back of her head, I thrust my cock into her mouth, and let out a loud moan before pulling back out again. I continued this for a few moments as the agonizing throbs increased.
Sophia opened her mouth wide, eager to indulge me. I loved how she looked up at me. Her eyes fluttered every time I entered her mouth.
“Play with your clit,” I ordered, and watched her hand slip between her legs.
She worked her nub for me, pleasing us both in tandem.
“That’s it, baby. Open wider.”
I pushed my cock into the back of her mouth, and we both moaned.
She relaxed her throat, rubbing her clit as I sunk deep inside.
I pulled out again, giving her enough time to breathe before I ploughed straight back inside. My thrusts became longer. Faster. Eager.
Sophia moaned, her mouth dripping with saliva as I fucked her face hard. A muffled groan erupted from her lips, and her body trembled beneath me.
“Come for me,” I muttered, face-fucking her.
I kept my cock deep in her throat as her orgasm swept through her. The intensity of watching her climax as she gagged on my hardness drove me crazy.
A few more thrusts, and I needed her pussy. I pulled my cock free of her mouth and grabbed her hands, helping her to her feet. I cupped her face and kissed her—a long, lingering, hot kiss that ended with Sophia sucking my bottom lip into her mouth.
She playfully bit me and laughed.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, tugged her close to me, and whispered, “Now you get to take over.”
She pushed me back onto the sofa and rested her hands on my shoulders.
I gripped her ass as she straddled me, rubbing the soft round flesh.
We kissed again. This time with intense brushes of tongue and lip grazing.
My cock twitched as it brushed against her wet pussy. Every part of me wanted to push her down onto it. It took a lot of restraint to not give into the urge.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” she asked. She dug her nails into the back of my arms.
“You know I do.”
“How badly do you want me?”
I growled, slapped her ass, and licked her neck. “Now!”
She reached between her legs, grabbed my erection, and lowered herself onto my thick, hard rod. Sophia moaned and got comfortable, taking the whole length of me deep inside her.
“See?” I said. “You love it.”
She didn’t reply, licking her lips and rocking her hips back and forth. Sophia leaned forward and drove her tongue into my mouth, kissing me long and hard. She then sat up again and started riding me with real purpose, her eyes never once breaking from mine.
I loved watching her breasts rise and fall as she fucked me. I attentively reached out and cupped them, tweaking her nipples between my fingers.
She gasped from the touch and bent forward, riding me harder as I sucked a nipple into my mouth, gently gripping it between my teeth.
“Fuck, yes!” She moaned.
I flicked my tongue over each breast, giving both equal attention. Judging her sudden movements, Sophia loved every minute of it.
She changed her speed and leaned back, going slow. Sophia rode me up and down, giving me a nice view of my cock sliding in and out of her.
“Do you like the view?” she asked, and smiled.
“You’re a little vixen,” I replied, and grabbed her waist with one hand, pulling her tight to my chest, using my other hand to slap her ass.
I thrust upwards, meeting her every movement. The burning pleasure tingled in my balls.
“Ash . . . I’m gonna . . .” She panted, her hips rocking from side to side.
I tightened my grip on her ass. She grew very wet. It was delicious. Soaking wet movements coupled with her breasts bouncing had me on the brink of exploding.
“Come for me, baby.”
She fucked me fast and hard until she threw her head back, her lips parted, and she moaned. She let go of me and massaged her breasts as she rode her orgasm. It was insanely erotic.
I wrapped my arms around her waist once more, and flipped her down onto her back.
Beads of sweat dotted her forehead. I don’t think she could have looked more sexier than in that moment. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my back as I slammed into her swollen, wet pussy.
“Jesus,” I muttered, feeling the hot moisture of her greedy sex swallow me as I drove deep inside her.
She panted and gasped with every stroke of my cock. Her legs tightened around me.
The throbbing pleasure bui
lt up. Fuck! I couldn’t hold back. With every hard thrust, I edged closer to my own orgasm.
Sophia ran her nails over my back. “Come in me, Ash.” Her voice pushed me over the edge.
I couldn’t hold on a second longer. I had to let go.
“Sophia.”
My voice strained as the first spurt of cum shot deep inside her. I shuddered from the intensity of the climax and felt every last drop of cum empty inside her. Breathless, I stared down at her. A smile spread across her face, and I laughed.
Sophia soon joined me.
I kissed her gently and pulled myself out of her.
“Tough night at work?” She winked at me.
I shook my head and playfully bit her neck. “You don’t know that half of it.”
Sophia lay on the opposite end of the bath.
I couldn’t believe that I had found myself at the mercy of her seduction yet again. In all honesty, I didn’t know what I was doing, but everything about our intimate encounters felt right. There was something about her that replenished so much of the darkness that had consumed me during the past year. Yet, I was afraid of allowing myself to fall completely under her spell.
I stroked her feet as she recalled a childhood memory.
“I hated school so much. I was the one who never got dates, or was asked out, or included in activities,” she remarked. “So it made me hate everything about life. For a while, anyway.”
I understood where she was coming from. “I kind of get that. I really do.”
“I was an asshole. Most likely a product of my environment. The people I loved the most didn’t see the anger and sadness. It was irrelevant because I was a moody teen, and that’s what teens did.”
She looked at me and smiled.
“I was a complete jackass,” I admitted.
“Is that where your obsession with body art started?” She touched my leg.
“Yeah.” I laughed. “I got my first one when I was about fifteen. I lied about my age, and I enjoyed the whole feeling of being a rebellious, bad-assed prick. But when my mother saw it, she flipped. I got a hard slap across my face. That one always stayed with me. The look of sheer disappointment in her eyes will always haunt me.”
“But it wasn’t enough to stop you.”
“Hell no. That was just the beginning of my downward spiral. If it hadn’t have been for Danny and Connie, I’d be dead or behind bars.”
“That’s a scary thought. Tell me about your wife.”
That wasn’t something I had expected from her. But then again, nothing was ever predictable. I took a deep breath and looked at her.
“She was amazing. I fell in love with her the moment she busted my balls when we were sixteen years old. I never looked back. Connie never gave me a reason to. She was like this constant ray of light that made the darkest of days brighter. I know it sounds like such a cliché, but she really was my forever.
“We had some crazy adventures along the way. Of course, there were the bad times, too. Our struggles to conceive successfully. The illness that stripped her of her zest for life. When she died, it was like a part of me died alongside her.” I could feel the hard ball at the back of my throat. “But we had Jake, and I had to keep on living for him.”
“He’s such a cutie,” she replied, and smiled.
“Every time I look at him, I’m reminded of her. Sometimes, I feel like I can’t breathe. Then, he says or does something that reminds me that we created a miracle.” I let out a long sigh and gazed across the tub at her. “I sound like such a miserable idiot right now, don’t I?”
She sat upright and reached out to take my hand in hers. “No, you sound like a broken man who’s trying his damnedest to live.”
“Trying, being the operative word.”
“Sometimes, Ash, life is hard. We go through things that will define who our future self will become. Some get it tougher than others do, but it’s how you get through the darkness that determines your outcome. I’m living proof of that.”
“When did you get so worldly?” I asked, surprised by her candid reflection on life.
“The day I woke up and decided I had to live for me, not for everyone else.”
“I knew there was a reason I liked you,” I replied.
“Oh, yeah?” She giggled. “Because from the get-go, I couldn’t stand you.”
I laughed. “Yeah, well, if we’re being honest here, I was convinced you were a prissy bitch with an overpowering attitude.”
She splashed water at me and leaned back. “That’s such an assy thing to say.”
“But I’m honest.”
“Well, I thought you were a thug with a rap sheet at long as my arm,” she said.
“Ouch, that one stung.” I played the wounded victim.
“But you redeemed yourself when you gave good head.” She smiled and tilted her head to the side, licking her lips.
I couldn’t believe it. We had just opened our hearts to each other, and now she was turning me on with her plump lips and sexy voice.
“You are going to drive me crazy, ya know?” I remarked.
“I have every intention of draining your balls before we go on shift tonight.” Sophia sat up and knelt between my legs. She reached down and gripped my balls with one hand, gently caressing the growing hardness with her other hand. “Besides, you’ve given me a mammoth appetite, and I’m feeling in the mood for a little water sport.”
I rested my arms behind my head and grinned as the first stroke began. Sometimes, my cock had a mind of its own and I didn’t care.
“Jake, I’m so proud of you,” I said.
The two of us were talking on the phone.
“I was awesome, Daddy,” he replied, sounding proud of himself.
“And did you do the victory dance?”
He giggled. “Yup. I got Maw-Maw to dance, too.”
“That’s my boy.” I laughed. “But Jake?”
“What?”
“You have to be good tonight, okay?” My tone of voice was stern.
“Okay, Daddy, but can I stay up a bit longer?”
“That’s up to Maw-Maw, but you have to be on your best behaviour.”
I could hear him muttering something.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Nothing. I was just getting that huge booger out. I wish you could see it,” he replied.
“Jake, that’s just gross.”
He laughed. “Here’s Maw-Maw.”
Our conversation ended as fast as it began.
Michelle came on and sighed. “I swear he will pick his brains out one of these days.”
“He’s got a disgusting habit.”
“Yes,” she said, “but he’s been a joy all day. He was wonderful, Ashley, and was so helpful. The pastor was very impressed by him.”
“I am glad,” I replied, not wanting to offend her religious engagements. “Give him a kiss from me. I’ll be there around eight-thirty.”
“Absolutely,” she answered.
“Thanks so much, Michelle. I appreciate the help.”
“I know you do, sweetheart. Your job is important.”
I sat in my truck outside the station and watched Sophia walk inside. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Be safe, Ash.”
“I always am.”
The call ended. I grabbed my bag before getting out of the truck. It was a warm evening. Summer was well and truly on its way. I loved this time of year the best. It meant long days at the beach with Jake, and barbecues with the guys. Simple things that made a guy happy. I locked the truck and made my way inside.
“Hey, Ash,” Tracey greeted.
“Evening, Tracey.”
I continued moving toward the stairs, not wanting to engage in conversation with her.
“Joe’s looking for ya.” Her voice followed me as I stepped onto the stairs.
I acknowledged her with a nod of the head and little el
se.
Danny was in the kitchen, making a fresh pot of coffee. He scowled at me.
I set my bag next to my locker and I took off my jacket. “What’s wrong?”
Before he answered, Joe walked in and looked at me.
“What did I do?” I asked.
“Come into the office. There’s someone who wishes to talk to you,” Joe replied.
I gave Danny a curious look.
He turned his back on me, and my stomach churned.
As I walked to Joe’s office, Sophia strode along the hall, holding her paperwork in her hand. She smirked and carried on with her duties.
“What’s going on, Joe?” I asked.
“You tell me,” he said, and opened the door.
Marcy sat on a chair nearby. A sly smile appeared on her face.
“Hello, Ash.”
“Joe!” I said.
“Take a seat, Ash,” he said.
I almost told him where to go before tamping down the urge and doing as I was told. I took a seat next to Marcy and kept my focus on Joe, who sat across the desk from us.
“Marcy, here, came to me this evening, very distressed.” Joe looked at me. “We are both very concerned about you, Ash.”
“What?” I asked, raising my voice. “What do you mean?”
“Marcy has been very discreet. She’s done you a great service by coming to me,” Joe said. “We didn’t realize that things were so tough for you. You never wear your heart on your sleeve.”
I was completely taken aback. “I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about.”
“It’s okay, Ash,” Marcy said, reaching a hand out to touch me. “You shouldn’t be ashamed.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
Joe sat back in his chair and rested his arms across his stomach. “It’s been a very tough year for you. It’s perfectly understandable that you aren’t in a position to cope. As your friend, I don't want to see you go down this path alone, and I want you to know that I'm here for you. As your boss, I have to inform you I have placed you on leave, effective immediately. Please reach out and use our EAP. They have counsellors that can help you work through it.”
“What?” I shouted. “This is fucking bullshit.” I stood and stared at Marcy. “You twisted cunt.”
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