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Authors: Cherie Denis

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She hadn’t said a word when he’d leaned
against his desk with his cock pressing against the zipper of his
slacks. She couldn’t have missed it. Why hadn’t she said something
then? She had to be impressed, or had her husband spoiled her for
other men?

At the juice bar Conrad picked up the salad
plates and returned to the table. His aroused cock made no effort
to deflate and he was beginning to enjoy watching Lainie squirm.
She seemed to be having a hard time keeping her eyes off his
crotch. There was nothing he liked better than a crotch-watcher.
His cock surged at the thought of her wondering about his size.
Right about now, she had to be debating if he was circumcised, or
not. Would she be surprised to find that he wasn’t? Most women
were…impressed.

The more she stared at his crotch, the more
he was tempted to ask her if she liked what she saw. It was even
more tempting to ask her how he compared to her husband.

Conrad slid a plate in front of Lainie and
slipped onto his chair.

She immediately picked up her fork and took a
healthy bite of salad.

“Do you like it, darlin’? It’s something new
I found on my last trip to the islands.”

Lainie frowned and studied her fork for a
moment. “It’s fine–different, but nice.” She took a second bite of
the lettuce and fruit chewing solemnly with a slight smile on her
lips.

Conrad began to expound on his trip to Pago
Pago and Lainie nodded in the right places, but he was sure she
wasn’t really in the room with him any longer. Where had he lost
her? There was nothing wrong with his looks or his physique. He was
religious about exercise and diet. As far as he was concerned, he
was just as good looking as her husband.

Why wasn’t she interested in taking this to a
new level? She’d been married long enough to be bored.

Lainie looked up and caught his eye. She
smiled, but there was nothing behind the smile. It was like looking
into a dark house, nobody home.

She took a bite of salad and his rebellious
cock smacked the underside of the table when her fork left her
pouty lips.

Conrad was going to injure his cock if he
didn’t stop banging it on the underside of the table. Lainie chewed
her salad with enthusiasm. Was that a smirk he saw behind her fork?
Hell, he wasn't trying to impress her with the size of his cock. As
a matter of fact, banging it on the table was beginning to hurt
like son-of-a-bitch. He'd come to realize there was no way he'd get
Lainie's attention as long as she was married to Mike. Not that
Conrad blamed her. Mike seemed like a nice guy, he was tall and
muscular and Conrad knew Mike had him beat in the cock
department.

Conrad had a nice, large, firm cock, but
Lainie didn't seem interested in anything more than looking.

 

* * * *

 

Lainie licked her lips before taking another
bite of salad and was rewarded by the soft sound of his cock
responding yet another time. Poor Conrad. His penis had to be
bruised by now. He must be hurting.

It was fun making Conrad uncomfortable. It
was even more fun watching him try to decide if she was interested
in him or not. Let him keep guessing. There was no way she was
going to jeopardize her marriage or her job for one quick fuck with
the boss.

Nothing said she couldn't look, she could
even admire, but she wouldn't touch.

She was here for lunch and nothing else.

She loved Mike too much to screw around.

Lainie shifted her bottom on the chair
cushion, squeezing her legs together for maximum sensation.
Ahhh, that felt so delicious
. She tightened her internal
muscles for maximum stimulation, until she was close to orgasm. She
wanted to come so bad. She was so wet from thinking about Mike. She
was pretty sure the back of her skirt would be soaked.

Mike, where are you when I need you?

“Eat up, darlin’,” Conrad urged.

Damn it.
Thanks a whole fuckin’ lot
.
She’d been on the very tip of a fantastic climax, now it was gone.
If only Conrad could have kept his mouth shut for a few more
seconds.

She picked up her fork and stabbed at a piece
of avocado. Opening her lips, she slid the bite into her mouth,
closed her lips and pulled the fork out.

Conrad gulped and a laugh clawed at the back
of Lainie’s throat. She was sorely tempted to let the laugh out,
but instead, she tightened her lips and bit the inside of her mouth
waiting. Conrad was going to injure himself if he didn’t stop
smacking his cock on the table.

She did manage a slight giggle when Conrad
shoved his chair back and winked at her.

“This is delicious,” Lainie said and took
another bite of salad.

Conrad’s face flooded with a dark flush of
sexual desire. Soon even his ears were flaming red. Lainie watched
his flush grow brighter as she opened her mouth and placed a
forkful of lettuce between her lips. She pulled the fork out and
ran her tongue along her lower lip keeping a close watch on
Conrad.

His fork trembled and the distinct sound of
his hard cock slapping the edge of the table.
I'll be
damned
, she thought.
He's going to explode at any
moment.

She puckered her lips in a seductive moue,
sucked in a deep breath forcing her breasts to rise until the
rounded edges of her areolas were visible.

Here it comes, she thought. Oh, boy and it’s
going to be a gusher. Lainie opened her mouth a fraction of an inch
and stuck the tip of her tongue between her teeth.

Yep, here it is. He’s going to blow!

Chapter Four

 

 

An hour later, Lainie grinned as she dropped
into her chair. She’d forgotten how much fun it could be to torment
some poor guy who had the hots for her.

She accessed her voicemail and scribbled
notes, but her mind continued to replay the image of the usual
immaculate Conrad Wilton making an ass of himself during lunch.

It was hardly her fault at the moment of his
climax he’d knocked over a glass of red wine which had flowed over
the edge of the table to ruin his gray slacks. She shrugged. It
would probably be a cold day in hell before he invited her to lunch
again. Oh, well. It was a year until her next anniversary. By then
he’d probably have forgiven her for being a tease.

Her husband’s low sensual voice filled her
ear and thoughts of Conrad flew out the window. Mike had called
while she was gone. Damn, she wanted to talk to him.

“Lainie baby, where are you? I miss you. I’m
thinking of you, stroking myself and near explosion. Why aren’t you
in your office?” He paused a moment. “No, better yet…why aren’t you
here with me?”

“Mike, you delicious devil,” she murmured,
knowing this was a message she would save to listen to repeatedly
on the days she needed her spirits lifted.

“I’m so ready for you, baby,” Mike whispered
and Lainie slumped in her chair. Her hand moved up the inside of
her bare thigh and she looked over her shoulder. Reggy was on the
phone, his back to her. She turned her chair so her back was to the
glass wall and her hand moved higher under her skirt. She slid her
middle finger under the edge of her thong.

“I’m going to fuck you silly tonight, baby. I
know you were wondering, so I thought I’d give you a heads up on
the health of my cock,” his sexy voice continued to purr.

Lainie slid her finger into her dripping
pussy and shuddered as the first wave of a climax rolled through
her body.

“Got to go now. Keep it hot for me. I’ll be
there to pick you up around five.” Mike made a kissing sound in the
phone and the line went dead.

Lainie slowly moved her finger in and out of
her wet channel and gasped as another series of electrical waves
sent her over the top. Her orgasm shook her from head to toe.


Oh, Mike!”
Lainie bit her lip to keep
from screaming as her climax continued for several, long moments. A
furtive glance over her shoulder showed Reggy still had his back to
her and the phone to his ear.

Good. She was safe for now. Reggy had no idea
what she’d been doing. Lainie pulled her fingers out of her soaking
pussy and jammed them into her mouth. She flew out of her chair and
ran for the ladies room.

Thank God, no one had wandered into her
office while she was fingering herself with such wild abandon. God
only knows what Conrad would have done if he caught her pleasuring
herself so wantonly. He probably would have bent her over the desk
and finished her while Reggy looked on and cheered.

What a wild idea. It was a good thing she
took her marriage seriously. Mike was a gorgeous man and she knew
he'd had several lovers before he married her. He'd sworn fidelity
and she believed him. He'd never given her any reason to doubt him.
And, if she even thought about him being unfaithful she would
remember he swore he could barely keep up with her sexually.

If she had a penis. She’d be able to do it
all the time. If she had a cock, she’d screw her woman whenever and
wherever she wanted.

If only she had a penis.

 

* * * *

 

Mike pulled the BMW to a stop under the hotel
portico. He was about to step out when his luscious wife tottered
out the sliding glass door. The moment Lainie’s hand touched the
door handle he leaned over and opened the door for her. "God,
Lainie love, you look as delicious as you did at eight-thirty this
morning." He wasn't lying. Her make-up was flawless. Her
black-as-night hair flowed over her dainty shoulders in a silken,
lustrous waterfall. She was perfection.

Once Lainie was settled in her seat, she
turned and met his mouth with hers.

Her full lips touched his in a sensuous, long
kiss and Mike could have sworn he tasted her sweet honey on her
lips. Had she been playing with herself again? She promised she
wouldn’t be so mischievous at work anymore, especially since the
day Reggy caught her with her fingers in her pussy and damn near
had a heart attack. His screams had brought people from all over
the building. It had taken hours for Reggy to calm down and forgive
Lainie.

A loud honk caused Mike to end the kiss
before he was ready. Bastard behind him seemed to be in a big
fucking hurry.

Lainie protested when his lips left hers.

Mike touched her cheek lightly. “Patience
darling, patience. Remember, I have plans for later. Plans
featuring kisses just like those and more. So much more.”

Lainie licked her lips and sighed. “I can’t
wait, Mike.”

He pulled away from the hotel, stopping at
the street to check for traffic. He took a moment to admire the
long line of Lainie’s fabulous legs. Her skirt had ridden up to a
mere inch below her crotch.

Beautiful, desirable and loving, she was all
he thought about hour after hour, day after day. She was his life
and he was beginning to worry she was also going to be his death.
Mike was exhausted. She was wearing him out and work hadn't been
going smoothly lately, either.

His cock ached from all the great sex he’d
had the past couple of days. Yet tired or not, he planned to make
love to her again tonight until he collapsed from over-exertion. Or
died, whichever came first.

A wry grin spread across his face. Yeah, she
was fucking killing him and he loved every minute of it. It was a
hell of a way to go, though. Mike dropped his right hand onto
Lainie’s knee and realized her legs were bare. Where had her
stockings gotten to? He was positive she’d had nylons on when she
got out of the car this morning.

“Have a rough day, darling?” he asked,
flicking the turn signal with his left forefinger.

She put her hand over his and ran his hand up
and down her thigh, bringing his fingers within a hairs-breath of
her pussy. She shivered and Mike’s fingers clutched at her
thigh.

Lainie gave his hand a soft pat and Mike
realized he was probably hurting her and eased the pressure of his
fingers. “No, it went well…how about you, Darling? Did you miss
me?”

The 'hello' kiss had given him a hard-on, but
the purr of her voice left him light headed and hot. Randy as a
teenager. He was right, she was killing him. He cleared his throat
and said, “Great. Absolutely everything went great today.” In
truth, he’d been bored to death and the only relief in his day had
been when he thought about Lainie or when Rita waltzed in and out
of his office.

The sight of Rita’s firm, high butt was a
constant reminder of Lainie and great sex. More than once today
he’d found himself thinking about fucking. Lainie, Rita, a hole in
the wall...it didn’t seem to matter. He was horny as hell.

He wasn’t planning on being unfaithful, but
even Rita was beginning to be a temptation. Lainie was driving him
crazy. He barely had enough energy to keep up with his wife. What
had even put the thought of having sex with his secretary in his
head? A woman like Lainie was more than enough for any man.

A delicate moan came from Lainie’s side of
the car and at the stoplight Mike turned to find her with her right
hand high under her skirt. “Lainie Marie, what the hell are you
doing?” People in the car next to them were all eyes and ears. Mike
pushed the button bringing her window up and tightly closed.

“Ohhhh, Mike, darling,” she purred, her
finger sliding in and out of her cunt. “I need you so much. Hurry
darling, get me home. I want you inside me when I come.”

Jesus H. Christ. Was she fucking nuts? She
was going to get them both killed.

The light changed and the car bucked wildly
when he gave it too much gas. He got the car under control, praying
he would make it home before he popped his cork. His cock surged
and pulsed wildly against his zipper.

He ached to be inside of her.

Mike’s voice throbbed with desire, “Lainie
honey, get your hands out of your panties. We’ll be home in a few
minutes. Surely you can wait until then?”

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