Neither Dan nor his wife and her lover knew that Rick could perhaps have continued for yet another hour. Dan had disappeared through the window about half an hour after he got the call from Rena. That meant that Vicky would be home in perhaps another forty-five minutes.
And after Dan left, the shrill ring of the phone startled Eve. She had been lying beside Rick, fondling his balls while he nibbled her tits.
It was Vicky on the line.
“Hey ma, Rick still around?”
“Yeah, I-I g-guess,” she stammered, looking at Rick across the room who was hurriedly getting back into his clothes. “Why?”
“I’ve left the office and will be there shortly. Tell the guy to hang on, will you?”
“Sure thing, son,” she replied, more composed now.
Rick had found her gown and her undergarments and handed them over to her as she cradled the phone.
“He’ll be here shortly,” she said, accepting them and his open mouthed kiss. She pushed him away.
“Till the next time, stud. We better be careful. You look flustered and so do I. Let’s get composed before he comes, ok?”
“Let me put the bra for you,” he said and she smiled allowing him to do the honors.
What none of them knew was what Vicky was up to. He had called to make sure that his pal had not left home.
Vicky got in his mother’s car and gunned the engine, glancing at his watch. He could maybe squeeze an hour, he thought. Rick’s sis would be at the college now. And Mrs. Mason would be alone at their old building.
He felt the stirring in his loins as he thought about Rick’s mother and their affair. He accelerated the car.
******
“Where’s Vicky?” he asked, lowering himself on his overstuffed chair behind the huge desk.
“Left just a few minutes ago,” came the answer from the speaker.
“Get your ass in here, Rena,” his voice was hoarse.
“Right-o,” she muttered and the intercom went dead.
Dan was into photography and was responsible for getting a number of aspiring models on the front page of some of the best magazines. Many of these models had made it to the films and that had only enhanced his reputation. His profile shoots were known to be among the best in the country.
Rena, at nineteen, was an aspiring model all right. She had the right attitude and of course the right face and body. She was a friend’s friend and had eagerly accepted the job at his office when he had promised to make a profile of her when the time was right.
Dan knew that he could have made her profile and she could probably have been on the cover of the magazines a long time ago. But, this thing between Eve and Rick had made him keep that decision in abeyance. Not that Eve denied any more sex with him. Hell, she was insatiable. But having watched his mature wife fucking a young stud, had done things to his ego and he thought that fucking a young girl would be just as exciting. It helped that Rena understood.
He watched her from his chair as she entered the office. She walked to the desk, hesitated when she saw the expression on his face, and smiling slowly, tongue flicking over her generous lips, turned back to the door. She locked it and turned to him again.
She was all too familiar with her boss’s desires and wants. Deftly, she unbuttoned her blouse, his eyes boring into his. The bra she was wearing was a skimpy black lace affair, made to expose the top of her tits. She pulled her tits out of the bra after unhooking it, licked her lips again and said,
“Well?”
He came up from behind the desk and grabbed her shoulders. She opened her mouth when he kissed her and began to suck on his tongue. He tugged at the pins holding her silky brown hair in a bun (he liked that style because he loved her slender, swan like neck) and her long dark curls fell over her shoulders. She wriggled in his grasp when he licked her ears and the side of her neck.
He drew back to tug his shirt up over his shoulders, exposing his chest. Then, kissing her again, this time accepting her tongue in his mouth, he allowed her nimble fingers to unbutton his trousers and tug his zip down. He kicked away his pants and groaned when he felt her hand squeezing his erect cock twitching inside his gym shorts.
She was aware of his hard cock pressed against her crotch and her naked tits rubbing his naked chest. She was also aware that her cunt was dripping.
His mouth slid down hers and onto her tits, biting until her nipples turned bright red. He was horny as hell and was glad he hadn’t jacked off when he had watched Eve and Rick in the sixty-nine.
She tried to push her hand inside his shorts to grab his throbbing cock, but he wouldn’t allow her to. Instead, he knelt on the floor, pulling her skirt and the delicate red lace panties off in one swift movement.
His mouth went directly to her pulsing clit and he pressed his tongue against her. They were still in the center of the office. Her hands flew down and went to the back of his head and she raised her head to the ceiling, suppressing a cry.
He pushed her down in the chair opposite his.
“Spread your legs, baby,” he whispered.
Willingly, she obeyed him and gasped when almost immediately, he pushed a finger inside her cunt.
“I’m going to tongue fuck you, baby,” he told her, looking into her eyes.
Still holding his head, she answered, “Oh yes, Dan, shove your tongue in me. Fuck me with your tongue.”
When she had first joined the office and they had started their affair, she wasn’t much of a talker. But Eve’s vocabulary during the time of her sessions with Rick (and recently with him) had fired his imagination. And he had taught her all the necessary words and how to say them. Not that she needed much coaching. She was pretty well versed even though she was barely nineteen. More over she wasn’t a virgin when they had first fucked and she seemed to enjoy their moments as much as he did.
He now massaged her erect clit with his wet tongue and she writhed over him, sinking her hands in his hair. They didn’t have the luxury of being loud and to him it was all the more erotic when they had to whisper to each other.
“Oh Dan, you suck my cunt so good,” she whimpered, grinding her pussy harder against his face.
He swiftly rammed a couple of his fingers in her soaking cunt, simultaneously lowering his head to spread his mouth over her engorged clit.
Her legs bucked and she felt them going weak. She held his shoulders for support as her body shuddered in climax. He kept his face between her legs as she came, letting her juices wash him.
Finally, he stood up, facing her. He pulled her up and off the chair and back to the center of the office. His cock looked enormous inside his shorts and again she reached for the waistband. Again, he stopped her, grabbing her hand.
“Tell me what you want,” he murmured.
“I want your cock,” she breathed.
“Tell me why,” he insisted.
“Because its so big and nice and hard.”
“What do you want to do with my cock?” he asked her, casually reaching up to fondle her heaving tits.
