Bradley Bean hit the save command sending the lines of code that he just finished, to his company's server. Rainbow Warrior, the name of the server, would alert the rest of his team that there was new code to test. Brad was surfacing from a four and a half-day marathon of writing code. Jane Françoise St. Jeremy who stumbled into his house and life, last week, was right. The team did give him a fifteen-hundred-line goal by the end of the week. Though he didn't appreciate that she nosed around in his computer to find the information. New passwords and security procedures addressed that. He hoped that the beautiful Ms. St. Jeremy would call or pay him a visit but that wasn't guaranteed. If she didn't, he would find something else to do as long as it was away from the computer. Just the thought of Jane Françoise St. Jeremy made his cock rise. He decided that he needed some recreation and moved to the couch and allowed his hand to work his cock over. He was cleaning up from his session when he realized that this was the first time in four days that Jane popped into his head.
Once he started writing he only stopped for sleep and meals. The only other thing that interrupted him this week, was the grocery delivery. He then realized that buried in the grocery order was a box of his favorite European chocolates. Dark and containing more coco solids than most of the stuff on sale. The candy was one and three-quarter inch disks about the size of large poker chips. Brad moved to the kitchen and tore through the box that his groceries came in from the store. He had put the items that needed refrigeration away when the box was delivered but left the others for later. He searched and found the chocolates and greedily opened the box exposing the rows of disks. The smell was like that of a fine wine.
He consumed two of the disks putting the box away before he inhaled the rest. "Need to make these last," he thought to himself. The monitor in his kitchen popped on displaying the image of a man in a shirt and tie pushing a large dolly, loaded with boxes, toward the front door. He didn't recognize the man and hadn't ordered anything but the groceries this week.
"Who could this be" he wondered.
He moved to the front door and opened it just as the man was about to hit the doorbell button. He looked the man over and inspected the boxes on the dolly.
"Bradley Bean?" the man asked.
"Yes, but I don't remember ordering anything other than groceries this week," Brad replied.
"Where is your bar sir, the place where you mix drinks? This is complements of Jane the only name I have."
Brad didn't entertain much so never used the bar in the great room. It was just a counter with a sink and compact dish washer in front of empty shelves. Brad stepped out of the way as the man didn't seem like he would leave without delivering his cargo. Brad showed him "the bar" and watched as he unloaded what he brought. Four bottles of whiskey, two American one Scotch and one Irish. Two bottles of gin of different styles, a very premium vodka, tequila and rum. Several mixers filled out the collection. There was another box full of shakers and other bar tools that the man arranged on the shelfs. The man asked where his freezer and refrigerator were located and took two bags of ice and loaded them in the cold chest. He loaded four bottles of Champagne in the refrigerator. He also left a case of wine of various types. He presented some paperwork to Brad to sign. The man left taking the empty boxes with him, leaving Brad wondering what the gift meant. This could either mean that Jane would pay him a visit, or it was nice knowing you. Brad enjoyed the occasional cocktail but wasn't what anyone would call a heavy drinker. Well, if he was going to have a guest, he decided that he need to clean himself up, especially after his session on the office couch. Brad decided that wearing something besides gym shorts and t-shirts was in order. He moved upstairs and hit the shower. His cock was becoming aroused again while he cleaned up. He finished and put on a pair if khaki slacks and a polo shirt. A pair of canvas shoes completed the look.
He moved to his office and sent out an email to his team, scheduling a Tuesday video meeting. It would allow the group to look over the code and make comments and changes. It was a good group and since they were separated geographically the video chats were the most efficient method of working. He wrote to everyone that the Tuesday session would be a long meeting. Those meetings used to be scheduled in a central location and everyone flew in to meet face to face. There was a different vibe to the video meetings. Everyone was interested in getting down to business and not worrying about catering or gossip about team members. He admitted that seeing other people was nice at times.
Brad heard the lock on the front door unlatch and the door open. The system alerted with a small beep. There were only a few people that had entrance codes, Jane, the woman that cleaned his house and the grocery delivery person.
"Mr. Bean, I believe you owe me a fabulous fuck, darling," said Jane from the entrance hall.
"Nice to know that I am still on speaking terms with you," Brad replied.
"I know that we are on fucking terms, the other stuff will wait," said Jane as she walked into his first-floor office. Following the sound of Brad's voice.
He was amazed that a woman from a rich family talked like a cultured aristocrat and then like a sailor on shore leave. She bent down moved his head to hers and allowed him to kiss her. Brad was worried that Jane was getting too comfortable in his house. But it was better than the alternative, masturbating by himself. Jane was dressed in a conservative business suit, grey slacks white blouse matching jacket and high heels. Even with that look Brad's cock instantly became hard. He was lucky that it was in a position that did not cause undue discomfort. Jane turned and went upstairs.
"Fuck first Mr. Bean, then we will decide what to do."
Brad paused while he put his computer to sleep. He hoped that it would prevent mid-night snooping by Jane. He started moving the finished code to Big Bear servers while he worked and didn't leave it on his desktop machine. The better to keep snoopers away from his code. When Brad got to his bedroom Jane was undressed. She reached up and pulled the binder on her ponytail allowing her hair to cascade over her shoulders. Brad came up beside her and leaned his head to hers and they kissed. Jane took his hand and positioned it over one of her breasts. Brad took a step back and started to lose his clothes. Jane claimed the privilege of getting his underwear off exposing his ridged cock.
"You look good, so I didn't wear you out last week?" said Jane as she squeezed his penis.
"I have been a monk since you left," replied Brad.
"No stopping to masturbate?" asked Jane with another squeeze.
"No, I have been a good boy, and worked."
"Those fifteen hundred lines of code get written Mr. Bean?" asked Jane as she continued to work his cock over.
"Yes ma'am. I actually got two thousand lines written,"
Well done Mr. Bean. Are ready to make love to me? I really want a cock in my pussy, and specifically your cock."
Jane mounted the bed and spread her legs apart. Brad admired her for a moment. Her white skin contrasted with the blue bedspread. Her vulva was bright red and fully aroused. Brad closed her legs and got beside her. He brought their mouths together and the pair kissed. Brad moved his hand down to her pussy and massaged her clit and lips. He slipped down to Janes beautiful breasts and took one of her tits in his mouth. He tongued the expanding nipple.
Jane maneuvered her hand and grasped his cock. She used her thumb on his crown. Sending a jolt every time she moved. She was able bring it to her mouth and let her tongue do the rest. Brad almost exploded in her mouth but felt her hand clamped around the shaft his cock.
"I want you to fuck me Mr. Bean. I have wanted you ever since last week."
Brad climbed between her legs and brought his cock to the entrance of her pussy. With a single push his cock was inside. He tested with a few thrusts in and out. Jane's vagina was warm and well lubricated adding to his excitement. His mouth found hers and the pair kissed. They enveloped each other with arms and legs. Brad began to gently move his cock in and out of her pussy.
"Come on Mr. Bean give it to me as hard as possible."
