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Business And Pleasure – Chapter One free porn video
I will begin this story by introducing myself. My name is Susan. I am thirty-five and single. I am usually too busy for a relationship. I was born and raised in a small town in southern Georgia. I attended a small college in my home state and graduated with a degree in Business.
Even though I have a college degree, I’ve only been able to attain the level of an executive secretary working in a man’s world. It was eight years ago when I took the job with a firm based in Atlanta and dealt with business development and planning. In my first year, I had gained the knowledge and ability to do more for my company, but I had always been passed over by one or another of my male colleagues.
I am an attractive blonde, with hazel-blue eyes, a pretty smile, and a firm, slender body. I have always made a point of dressing conservatively for the office, to always look professional, and not like an office slut.
During that time, my boss, a recent college graduate, was very pleasant and great to work under. New to the job, Mr. Roberts, or Jack as he preferred to be called, admitted his reliance on me. I prepared his daily schedule, research, and reports and reviewed with him the things he needed to accomplish. I didn’t fetch his coffee, straighten his tie, or feed him stupid compliments like some secretaries do for their bosses. I was always straight up with him, except that I found him exceptionally attractive. But he was my boss, and he was married, so I kept my thoughts of him locked inside me.
But things changed when Jack had me book a flight in business class and two rooms in Denver for Wednesday through Friday. I had never traveled with him before. I was excited about attending a large business meeting, but I was also feeling a little apprehensive. I didn’t know why. It was just a feeling without any reasoning behind it.
The night before the trip, I barely slept. I started thinking about spending more time than usual with my new boss, and the thought of silky underwear entered my mind.
Our flight landed in Denver at 10:45 that morning. We took a cab straight to the hotel, and our luggage was delivered to our rooms shortly after we checked in. Our rooms were across the hall from one another. We had time to freshen up before the first meeting of the afternoon. Jack knocked on my door when it was time to go. I grabbed my laptop. Jack had his laptop with him, and we took the elevator to the ground floor. On the way down, I noticed Jack taking a long deep breath, and sweat was beading on his forehead.
“Jack, are you alright?” I asked.
“I don’t think I am prepared enough for this meeting,” he replied. His voice held a tone of desperation when he spoke.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Roberts… I have whatever you need,” I replied, touching his hand and assuring him with a smile. But then, after I said it, it dawned on me that it sounded a bit too suggestive in the wrong sort of way. I’d be embarrassed if he took it that way.
We entered the large conference room in the south wing of the hotel. Quite a few of the other executives and their secretaries were already in attendance. We took our seats near the middle of the large conference table and glanced around. Jack didn’t know anyone in the room, and I was just as much a stranger as he was.
The CEO of our firm finally arrived. He was a tall, intelligent-looking man in his mid-fifties. After his initial greeting, he made a short speech about our business future and where he wanted to see us heading. He asked for suggestions, and a couple of the executives offered their best suggestions. I looked over at Jack and noticed his hands sweating and resting on his lap. He didn’t look like he was ready to offer any suggestions, and I was growing concerned about him.
I heard Jack sighing relief when the initial meeting finally ended. Everyone was invited to a dinner buffet in the hotel dining room later that evening. There was a planned ‘happy hour’ before dinner and an open bar that followed. Right after the meeting, Jack and I slipped out of the conference room and headed back to our rooms.
“I knew this was going to be bad, Susan,” Jack stated on the way up to our rooms. “What a mess I’ve gotten into!”
“Jack, what are you talking about?” I asked as I didn’t understand what he meant.
“Just between you and me, I’ve been struggling on putting a business plan together.”
I had to smile a little. “Well, don’t worry. I can whip this project out in a few hours,” I bragged.
Jack looked at me with raised brows. “You can? You’re kidding me, right?” He questioned.
“Jack, this is nothing to joke about. Your ass is on the line, and I am going to fix it for you. We can start when we get back to our rooms,” I assured him.
Jack gave a big sigh of relief. He smiled and put his right arm around me, squeezing me into him, and said, “I’m grateful to you, Susan. When we get back, I’ll talk to Mr. Higgins about giving you a bonus.”
When the elevator doors opened on our floor, we stepped off and proceeded down the long hallway towards our rooms. Jack said he wanted to call his wife, and then he would join me in my room to work over the draft. Twenty minutes later, Jack was knocking on my door. I opened it, and he came in with some cold drinks that he ordered from room service. I had my laptop set up on the table. Jack went back to his room to retrieve his laptop since I told him I needed some information from his files.
We began with an outline, adding a few details, and as I worked on the project, Jack didn’t offer much as far as suggestions or ideas. His inexperience was showing, but at the same time, he was learning from me. We put a rough draft together, and Jack was getting excited in seeing how much we were getting done in a short amount of time. Then he opened up and threw a couple of good suggestions at me. My fingers started to cramp from all the typing, so we took a short break to give our brains and my fingers a rest.
Jack opened the slider and went out on the balcony that overlooked the pool. I walked out and stood next to him. The evening air was warm and refreshing. We watched a young couple in the pool playing affectionately with each other.
“I’ll bet they're newlyweds,” Jack said as he was looking down at the young couple. “Janice and I used to act like them.”
I didn’t reply to his reminisce. I just gazed at the horizon and tried not to look back at the pool. Jack put his arm around me again, pulling me close to him. This time he held me as if I belonged to him. I froze, not knowing what to do, hoping he’d ease his grip on me.
“I’m glad you are here with me, Susan. I don’t know what I’d do without you right now,” he said with a big smile.
I blushed over the show of his appreciation, but beneath my blushing exterior, there was this feeling that he meant something more. We stood there for a few more minutes, and then we returned to our task at hand. We finished in time to make the buffet downstairs.
There were a lot of people at the buffet. We went through the long line of food, Jack insisting I go ahead of him. We found a table near the corner of the room, and we sat there and ate. Jack had a voracious appetite. I found myself liking the way he was pushing food into his mouth. And those greasy lips were giving me thoughts that I shouldn’t have been having.
The CEO made an appearance at the buffet. After shaking a few hands, he strolled towards our table.
“Hello, Jack! How’re things in Atlanta?” He asked in a cheery tone of voice.
“Couldn’t be better,” Jack replied. “I don’t believe you’ve met my secretary, Susan.”
It felt sort of like Jack was pushing me out there in front of him, using me as a shield to protect him from the CEO. I nervously shook the man’s hand when Jack introduced me. The CEO asked what we thought of the meeting and his request for a draft of a regional business plan. Still standing behind me, Jack began to inform him of our progress, and he nudged me to explain some deeper details, but I didn’t give him too much, because I still had to proof-read it before we present it.
After the CEO left, Jack suggested we check out the hotel bar and get a drink. The bar was fairly dark and not crowded. Jack put his hand on the small of my back and guided me toward a table along the wall. When the waitress came over, we ordered some dry wine. The waitress brought a bottle and two glasses to the table a few minutes later and poured our initial round. Jack was drinking a lot faster than me. We finished the bottle and he ordered another.
After pouring us another, he began talking about his marriage, and he asked me some personal questions. I didn’t tell him much because there wasn’t much to tell. After finishing the last glass poured, I excused myself to the ladies’ room. When I had returned, Jack had poured me yet another glass. I sat and continued to drink while we talked. I was feeling very relaxed, and my thoughts were flowing freely.
I talked about my college days, my old boyfriend, and delved deeper into my personal life. Jack listened intently, often stopping me to ask a personal question. The wine was having a definite effect on me, and I wasn’t holding anything back. It was getting late, and we left the bar and made our way toward the elevators.
I was feeling dizzy on the ride up to our floor. When the elevator stopped at our floor, it threw me a little off-balance, and Jack caught me when I nearly stumbled. I broke out in giggles and buried my head in his shoulder. I realized at that point that I was cheerfully inebriated. Jack laughed, and that got me laughing. He didn’t feel like my boss at that moment, but more like a friend that I enjoyed sharing a closeness with.
We proceeded down the hallway and stopped at my door. I took the keycard from my handbag to insert it into the slot, but I clumsily dropped it on the floor. Jack quickly recovered it and slipped it in. The lock clicked and Jack pushed the door open. I walked through to flick on the light. I turned around to say goodnight, but Jack had followed me in and closed the door behind him.
I didn’t know how to react in seeing how he had invited himself in. I didn’t know what to say, so I walked over to the table and tossed my handbag on the chair. The balcony doors were still open and Jack walked outside. I followed him out, needing some air to sober me up. We both looked down at the pool and the water was still. The pool closed at ten, and it was nearly midnight.
“That pool looks inviting,” I heard Jack say.
“It does,” I replied.
“Did you bring your bikini?”
“I didn’t think I’d need it. Besides, the pool is closed.”
We stood there for a minute or so, and then we walked into the room. Jack closed the sliders and pulled the drapes closed. I turned on the TV.
“You’re not sleepy either, I take it,” Jack assumed when he saw me turning on the TV.
“I thought I’d catch up on the latest news and see how the market performed,” I replied.
“Mind if I use the bathroom?” Jack asked.
I pointed to it. When Jack walked in and shut the door, I sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the channels. A few minutes later, Jack came out from the bathroom and sat down next to me, leaning back a bit with his hands behind him to support himself. I found a news channel and laid the remote next to me on the bed. It felt a bit awkward to be sitting on the bed with Jack right next to me and looking so comfortable about it.
After a few minutes, Jack got up, which made me feel a little easier. He took off his suit jacket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the inside pocket. I watched him pull one from the pack and put it between his lips, and light it. I watched his mouth part as he sucked the smoke into his lungs and let it escape through his lips and nostrils.
“Would you care for one?” He offered when he noticed me looking so intently at him.
“No, but I’ll take a puff from yours,” I said with a blushing desire in the back of my mind that I might get a taste of his lips from the filter of his cigarette.
He handed me the cigarette, and he grabbed an ashtray off the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed next to me, but close enough for our thighs to touch when he sat. It felt like electricity flowing from his leg into mine, and I squirmed a bit as I took a drag from the cigarette and handed it back to him.
When I handed the cigarette to him, we locked eyes for a moment, and long enough for him to say, “I’ve got a great idea.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“I’d like to see you without your clothes on, to see what you look like naked,” he whispered.
I froze like a deer in the headlights. I couldn’t believe what he just said to me. His suggestion hit me like a Mack truck doing eighty.
“Well, what do you say?” He asked, seeing how he wasn’t getting a response. “Maybe you’d like me to take your clothes off for you.”
I shook from his words. It wasn’t from fright but from a sudden burst of excitement. Oh my, I couldn’t let this go on!
“Jack, that’s the wine talking. You drank way too much, and you really don’t know what you’re saying,” I said in trying to cool the moment.
“I know exactly what I am saying, Susan. Now, stand up!” He ordered.
When I tried to stand up, my legs turned to Jell-o, and I fell back to the bed. Jack reached down and took my hand and pulled me to him. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer still. His other hand grabbed the back of my head, burying his long thick fingers in my silky blonde hair while he kissed me hard and passionately. Seriously, how much can a woman take?
My hands went to his shoulders to push him away, but I didn’t exert any effort to break away. He kissed me long and hard, my head was spinning, and soon my nipples stiffened and tingled, and my pussy began to throb as his lips were sending electric impulses straight to my clit.
It had seemed like ages since the last time I’d been kissed, let alone kissed so passionately. I nearly moaned from the loss of his lips when he pulled from my parted mouth. And then I heard him whisper, “I’ve been wanting to do this since the first day we met.”
Oh-my-god, he had to make it harder than it already was for me! “Jack… we can’t do this. You have a family, you’re happily married, and this is so wrong,” I managed to say, feeling the pain of what I was saying was true.
Jack seemed not to hear a word that I said as he loosened his tie and tossed it on the chair. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt. I sat there, unable to move, watching him baring his manly chest as he pulled off his shirt. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. When he reached for his belt buckle, I put my hand on his to stop him.
“Jack…please…don’t,” I begged weakly. I wanted him to stop, but again, I wasn’t trying very hard.
Jack smiled coyly and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. When he reached down to take his pants off, I looked away. Jack tossed his clothes on the chair. He pulled me into him and kissed me again. His kiss was gentle this time, smooth and buttery. I closed my eyes and felt the heat in my body rise.
I finally couldn’t take more of his teasing, and I stood up. He stood up with me. His lips moved to my neck and sent delightful shivers down my spine. I melted into his arms once again. He was still wearing his tented shorts, and I could feel his hard arousal pressing against my skirt, and I gasped, “Jack… it’s wrong."
“But look at what you’ve done to me. It can’t be wrong, Susan,” he said as he stepped back.
I looked down at his briefs. His bulge was impressively thick. He grabbed my hand and placed it on him. I felt the heat of his cock seeping through the cotton fabric.
“Susan, it’s all for you. I’m harder than ever,” he said.
Aroused by his words, I pulled my hand to my side for fear that I might start rubbing it. Jack stepped back and quickly stripped his briefs down his legs and kicked them aside. His enormous cock jutted out and bobbed heavily in front of him. Jack’s endowment went beyond anything that I’ve seen in the past. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Jack pulled me to him, taking my hand and guiding it to his manhood. His hand covered mine as I gripped his shaft. I could barely get my fingers around it. It was hot and pulsing in my hand. Like a new toy in my hand, I couldn’t resist stroking it.
Jack slipped my jacket off and began unbuttoning my blouse. I looked down and watched his skilled fingers undo each button, then pull it from my skirt and slip it off my shoulders. I had on a black lacy bra. Jack smiled a look of approval at my taste in lingerie. I released his hard cock from my hand. He kissed my bare shoulders as his hands cupped my bra covered breasts, fondling them and causing soft moans to pass through my lips.
Jack sat on the bed and motioned for me to stand in front of him. “Take off your skirt,” he ordered. My fingers fumbled with the button and zipper on the side of my skirt. Jack patiently waited until I got it unzipped and slipped it down my legs and stepped out of it. I stood in front of him wearing thigh-high nylons, heels, and my black bra and matching panties. I felt the coolness of the air causing goosebumps to rise on my skin.
Jack, still sitting on the edge of the bed with his hard cock pointed up from his crotch like a rocket ready to launch, put his hand on my waist and turned me around to face the large mirror on the dresser. He stood up behind me and unclasped my bra, slipped the straps from my shoulders, and pulled them down my arms with my bra falling free. My nipples sprang to life when the cool air touched them, and I felt my body tense as his right hand came up to cup my right breast.
“Ohhh…” I made a pleasant sigh as his large hand massaged my breast. I felt his hard cock brush against my panty-covered ass, and I reached behind to touch it. I squeezed it as his hand continued to work one breast and then the other. He brought out a moan from my lips every time his fingers brushed my nipples. I leaned back against his chest and arched my chest against his hand, not wanting him to stop.
Watching the rise and fall of my chest as my breath deepened, he set his left hand on my hip and ran his right hand down the front of my torso. His fingers stopped just above the elastic and gently massaged my belly. Then his hand moved lower to where his fingers were massaging my pussy through my panties. My panties were already soaked through, and I started not to care that he was married.
His fingers moved up and down the center of my slit. My breath deepened from his stimulation.
And like a hot flash taking over my body, I shook and quivered, with sharp moans expressing each wave of my orgasm. It felt wonderful, thrilling, and exciting! After my orgasm subsided, Jack had me lay on the bed so he could finish undressing me.
I lay across the bed, on my back, with my legs in the air as Jack slipped off my heels and then removed my panties. My stockings were the last to go, and he slowly rolled each one down my legs and pulled them from the ends of my toes with his teeth. Oh, he was so erotic! He made me feel so lush!
Jack climbed onto the bed, stretching out beside me. I lay with my head on the pillow, looking up at him as he leaned over me. Our lips came together, softly. Then I ran my hand around the back of his head and pulled his lips hard to mine.
I love kissing, and Jack was a very good kisser. His lips felt and tasted delicious, and I took his tongue deep into my mouth as my hunger for him grew. We kissed long and hard until we became breathless.
“Ohhh – Jack,” I sighed as his lips traveled down my neck, between my breasts, and made wet trails of saliva leading from one nipple to the other, flicking his tongue all around them, nibbling, biting, until my nipples turned as hard as Jack’s cock. His hand was brushing my thigh when he started kissing his way south. When I felt his large, powerful hand moving between my thighs, I raised one leg slightly to allow him easier access.
Oh, he had taken complete control of my body! I wanted it to be that way, especially now as I felt his finger slide between the wet naked folds of my pussy, smoothly working up and down the length of my slit and teasing my clit. All I could do was moan with my legs spread wide as he dipped his finger. He had my hips in motion as his fingers probed my hot pussy.
To think that he was willing to cheat on his wife to be with me made me feel special, and I felt the desire to give him anything he wanted. And right now, he wanted to taste my pussy as his head fell between my legs. He sniffed my pussy and I heard him groan.
“I am going to enjoy this as much as you,” he said and pressed his warm lips against my pussy. I moaned as I felt his hot breath on my clit and his tongue drilling my hole. Jack held my hips down on the bed to keep me from bucking as he continued to nibble and lick my pussy and clit.
It didn’t take long before I began to scream, “Ohhh…! Ohhh…! Ohhhhh! I’m cummming! I’m cummming! Mmmm!”
The orgasm was the best I ever had from getting oral sex. It lasted nearly a minute, prolonged by Jack’s talented tongue that rode the waves of my orgasm from start to finish. I thought it was over, that he was going to climb on top and fuck me. But Jack didn’t stop working my clit. He kept sucking on it, nibbling it with his lips and teeth. I’ve never had a man devour my pussy with such hunger before. He must have liked the way I tasted.
He got me off a second time, and then a third time. My orgasms were so intense they brought tears to my eyes. His tongue felt like a delicious little cock jabbing my sopping hole. I began thrusting my pelvis in his face.
“Oh, Good-God, Jack! Mmm, you’re so good at this!” I cried down to him as I grabbed the back of his head and tried to smother his face in my hot juicy crotch, and I had yet another orgasm flooding through the walls of my cunt and squirting all over his face. Jack finally ceased his oral attack on me, and wiped off his face with the top sheet. The bottom sheet had a large wet spot under my ass, and more juice was still seeping down between the cheeks of my ass.
It was the kind of sex that I loved; hot, wet, and nasty. I made a mess of his face and he loved it. His tongue moved like magic all over my pussy and I loved it. So, what’s next? I wondered as I saw the serious look on Jack’s face. He was slowly stroking his cock. He leaned over me and kissed me, hard and deep, his lips grinding against mine. I was lost in his kiss and hadn’t realized that he had slid between my legs until I felt the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I knew it was coming, and I had a fire burning in my belly for it.
As much as I wanted it, my body tensed and I gasped loudly as he guided the bulbous head of his cock into me. I felt it stretch my vagina as he slowly pushed in farther. I reached for his arms and dug my nails into his hard muscles as he gave a hard push and sank his cock nearly all the way in. I cried out, “Oh, God” when he started moving his thick hard cock inside me. He worked his hips back and forth, slowly pushing and pulling his long hard sausage in and out of my tight cunt. Slow fucking drives me crazy, and having his cock inside me was the best feeling in the world at that moment. I wanted to just lie there with him and fuck forever!
I closed my eyes, feeling his balls press against my ass when he buried his long, thick shaft inside my sizzling cunt. His balls were heavy and filled with his seed. I reached down and massaged his nuts while having thoughts of him pumping me full of gravy.
Jack put his arms beneath my legs, keeping them spread and back as he fucked me with more methodical thrusts. He worked it slowly with a look on his face that told me he was enjoying every inch of my cunt. Perspiration began to bead on his forehead as he increased the tempo of his strokes, grunting at times when he took his long deep plunges into my body. I was making a lot of noises too. I moaned and groaned to the pleasure of his cock sliding like grease inside my cunt. I cried out, often begging him to fuck me harder and faster.
He heard my cries and delivered the full package, fucking me hard and fast until he had me screeching at the top of my lungs. Then he slowed down and fucked me faster and harder again, this time bringing on a series of orgasms that rattled my brain. Jack could not hold himself back any longer. When my pussy convulsed around his cock, he exploded, and I felt him pumping his sperm inside me. It was wonderful! I held onto him, not wanting to let go.
Jack’s cock was still hard when he pulled it out of me. I relaxed my legs with Jack still between them, reclining on his heels. We stayed silent for a few minutes while we came down from our mutual climax.
“Jack, are you okay?” I asked when he stayed so silent. He nodded his head, not answering me verbally. He looked down between my legs and smiled when he saw his cum seeping from my pussy and pooling on the sheet. I managed to get my legs from around him and headed for the bathroom. I was sticky front and back and jumped in the shower for a quick rinse. Jack came in a few minutes later. He pulled back the shower curtain and joined me under the warm spray. He washed my back and I washed his. We were both too exhausted to make anything more of it.
After stepping out of the shower and drying off, we walked back into the room and noticed what a mess we made of the bed. “You’re not going to get much sleep on that,” he said. “My bed is clean. You are welcome to sleep with me if you want, Susan.”
I didn’t give it a second thought. I put on a robe, courtesy of the hotel, and we walked towards the door. Jack only slipped into his briefs and grabbed his keycard, and I slipped mine into the pocket of the robe. Jack opened the door and peered down both ends of the hallway.
“Clear,” he said, and we crossed the hall to his room.
Once we were in his room, we wasted no time getting between the sheets of his bed. We slept naked together. I moved right up against him, and he held me in his strong arms. We slept peacefully through the night, neither of us stirring until morning.
To be continued:
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