Chapter 31

Howard sat at his desk with his hands locked under his chin staring into contemplative space. So lost was he in his thoughts he never knew when his door opened and his secretary slipped into his office.

Becca's feet made little noise as she walked towards his desk. Today she had decided to wear a tight blouse and skirt that was two inches cut above her knees, complete with thigh stockings. She had chosen today's attire especially just for him. Her seductive temperature was yearning inside her, urging her to be more daring with her approach.

"Good morning sir," she said when she noticed he was not staring at her, and then she coughed into her hand for emphasis.

Her cough got the result of snapping Howard out of his reverie and he blinked rapidly as he apprised Becca like he was only seeing her for the first time, at least with a different pair of sight unlike before. Since leaving the house his mind could not shake off the fleeting glimpses of last night's dream. That was what he had been contemplating before she entered his office.

"Oh, Becca, I didn't hear you come in."

"I'm sorry. I hope I was not disturbing."

"Becca, you've been working me with too long now. I think it's about time we dropped all formalities about ourselves and that call me Howard. I'd much prefer you do."

That got her to smile. "Okay, Howard. I came in to ask if you'll be heading out for lunch or not. I can fetch you something if you want like last time."

"No, it's okay. I'll be having lunch with a friend of mine. You go on and enjoy yourself."

"Oh, okay. It's too bad . . ."

Howard looked at her. "What's too bad?"

"Well, I don't mean to pry. But I was really happy we had that conversation yesterday. I forgot to thank you for putting me in your confidence, even though you didn't have to. I'd hate to see you sitting here still thinking about it."

"Was not exactly the sort of thing you expected to hear, was it? But don't worry your pretty self, I'm taking it all in due stride," he said. "I'm just perplexed about everything including some strange stuff I witnessed last night."

That stopped her. "What was it?"

"Ahhh, nothing too serious," he tried to choose his words. "I went out last night with a friend of mine took me somewhere last night—the same friend I mentioned before whose wife talked mine into sleeping with black men—we drove into the city to some apartment and what I saw there just sort of got my mind boggling ever since."

Becca drew closer to his desk. "Care to tell me what?"

Howard shook his head. "If I told you, you'd probably think I was crazy or that I dreamed up everything. Somehow I wish I did." He looked at his watch and he left his desk to grab his jacket from where he had left it. "My friend will be waiting for me possibly already. I might be back a little late. You think you can handle things while I'm off?"

"Sure. You haven't many appointments. I can always cancel the rest."

"Thank you, Becca. You're a real life-saver. By the way, you're still keeping everything we discussed yesterday a secret, right?"

Becca came and straightened his tie as well smoothened his jacket collar. "Your secret is my secret, boss."

Becca suddenly could not hold back the urge that suddenly beckoned her to do what she did next. She held on to her boss and planted a kiss on his lips. It was meant to be a quick kiss, but for some inexplicable reason it lasted some seconds before Becca withdrew from him. She uttered a gasp when she realised what had just happened, but it turned into a snigger when she saw she had left an imprint of her lipstick on his lips. Howard stood rooted as he was until he noticed what she was indicating at his lips and went into the rest room in his office to remedy the situation. He came out less than a minute later still wiping his handkerchief across his lips in case he had missed out anything. Actually he had wanted the distraction as he was now completely indecisive of what to make of his secretary's action.

"I'm sorry," Becca said with a blush.

"That was a . . . little inappropriate, won't you agree?" he chose his words carefully, as this was uncertain territory they were treading.

"I know, and I'm sorry I did what I did," she spoke hurriedly. "I really don't know what came over me, and I'm sorry if I frightened you with you. I just wanted you to know if you feel next time like talking, or maybe doing something else, I've very much open. Anyway, I'll leave you alone now."

She turned and glided out of his office with a wicked smile etched on her lips. Her hips swung back and forth as she walked, hopping he got as much view of the back of her tight skirt before shutting his door behind her. Howard did indeed ogle her behind as she walked away, and he did receive a nudge in his pants which stayed that way even after she had gone.

His thoughts returned to him when he heard his mobile phone ringing. It was Dave telling him where to meet him. Howard gathered his items into his pocket after shutting down his computer and then left his office.

* * *

April swore to herself when heard her phone ringing and almost wanted to ignore it. She was lying on the sofa in the living room with her legs spread playing with her dildo, lost in the warmth it gave her when her mobile phone's light started blinking. It was Jenny calling.

"Hey, what's up?"

"I've got a visitor over who's dying to meet you," said Jenny. "Get up your ass and come on over."

"What? Come to your place right now?"

"Yes, slut. Right fucking now."

She hung up after that. April looked at her phone clueless of whatever to make of Jenny's call. But then again, this was Jenny. She went upstairs to freshen up. She changed into a pair of jeans and tank top and then left the house.

The heat outside was way up into the 70s and scorching. She walked as fast as her feet could carry her and got to her friend's place in record time. She walked past Jenny's vehicle in her driveway and pressed her doorbell. The door opened seconds later and Jenny grabbed her arm and nearly flung her into her home.

"What's this about?"

Jenny silenced her with a finger to her lips and gestured with a thumb past her shoulder. April's eyes went in that direction and they lit up when she realised who else was in the living room with them.

Max her lover lounged in Jenny's sofa waving at her. April rushed past her friend and came and fell into his arms. They kissed each other for a near minute before pulling off each other. Max had his jacket open and seemed just as relaxed being in the midst of both women like he did not care to be anywhere else. April sat across his thigh, feeling her hands all him while he caressed her thigh.

"Surprised to see me, babe?" he asked her.

"You have no idea," April swept her hair backward while she rested on her lap. "But I thought you were out of town?"

"I was. I got off a plane about a half hour ago and took a cab that brought me here," he explained. "I figured you'd want to see me so bad."

"I did want to see you so bad," she said, then looked over at Jenny standing behind the sofa. "I just had no idea you and Jenny were planning this. How come you didn't drop over at my place?"

"I didn't know where your place was," he said. "Plus Jenny didn't want me leaving her sight. She told me it'd be better you coming here instead."

April looked over at Jenny and a peculiar look and they both knew exactly what that meant.

Jenny said, "You two love birds go on ahead, I've got stuff to take care of in the kitchen. Seriously, you two better start having fun right now or else I'm kicking you both out." She got up and sashayed out of the room.

There was no point pretending about what they were there for as April resumed kissing him while he grasped at her tits. She pressed herself against him and opened her mouth wide enough for their tongue to interlock like fencing swords while her hands squeezed the back of his head and shoulders. Max's hand slipped underneath the hem of her tank top and April breathed a pleasurable moan as he caressed her breasts. Her moan turned into a squeal when his fingers began pulling at her nipples, hardening them to perfection. April felt a rush of goose bumps run down her backside giving her the shivers. But the most enjoyable type of shivers.

"Hmmm, I see you actually did miss me," he said.

"You have no fucking idea," she said, and then came off his thighs to her feet. "But let me be the one to take care of you."

"Oh really?" Max took off his jacket and threw it across the sofa. "You're going to make me feel good after the terrible flight I've had."

"Oh yeah, right now I will." She flung her tank top off her head and unbuttoned her jeans shorts. "I've been fucking my dildo all morning but it's nothing compared to the real thing."

April played with her tits for him; every fibre of her body was itching towards wanting him like never before. She dropped to her knees and her hands were shaking with feverish excitement as first she unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his fly to grab at the apparent bulge in his pair of briefs. She parted her lips when she succeeded to free his turgid hardware out of its hiding place. His cock was just as she remembered it the last time she held it. She could not wait to have it back inside her again . . . but first.

She swallowed half of its girth in one slurp and did not stop. She bopped her head to a gentle rhythm, all the while relaxing her jaw muscles in order to take his girth further into her mouth. Max adjusted his weight on the sofa to enable her slid his pants and briefs down his thighs. She heard him groan in response from the pleasure she was giving him; that aroused her to quicken her pace a little. Max parted her hair from her face, loving the sight of her pink lips locked around his cock.

"Tell me honestly which did you miss," he asked, "my cock, or me?"

April thought for a moment while stroking his wet shaft. "I would say I missed your cock," she chuckled. "But then I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss you terribly."

"That's my girl. Hold on a minute."

April inched backwards on her knees as he then rose to his feet. His pants fell down his legs while his prick jutted a good nine inches from his pelvis showcasing its prominent blood vein along its turgid foreskin. Max undid his shirt's cufflinks while April stroked his shaft with both hands and applied her mouth to its bulbous tip. Max took off his shirt and threw it where he had left his jacket then pulled April to her feet. She wrestled her wrist free from his grip and pushed him to fall backwards on the sofa, laughing while she working at getting out of her jeans shorts.

"I told you this time, I'm the one wanting to take care of you."

"Oh yeah, how easily I forgot."

He stroked his cock while he watched her get out of her jeans shorts; he whistled when he saw she did not have any panties on. April slipped a finger into her pussy and was not surprised about the copious wetness she found there. She came forward and stroked his cock before straddling herself upon him. Max held her ass cheeks and April grabbed hold of his shoulders the instant his cock slipped inside her. She remained tense for some seconds then flung her head backwards and unleashed herself to the wave of ecstasy crashing upon her.

"AWWWHHHHNNNN . . . SHIT! Awhhh . . . Gawddd!"

She continued to groan as her pussy took in his girth. She reclined her head against his shoulder and felt her body break into a spasmic shake as he squeezed her ass cheeks and began pumping his cock back at her. April was beating her palm frantically from the immense hurt, wanting him to stop, except she really did not want him to. Her butt settled down on his prick and rose again and it went like that, over and over as she felt her pussy's natural tightness gradually ease on from his thickness. But still it did not quell her frenzied gasps from slowing down.

"AUUWWHHH, AWWHH God, you're so incredible! You're so fucking incredible! Uhh yeah, Uuuhhh . . ."

Max breathed hard against her torso; his hands never let up from pushing her butt down hard on his prick, now and then alternating to doing it back and forth. April grabbed the sofa's headboard and her gasps grew heavy as she too picked up the pace of rocking down hard on him. Now and then she stopped to grind her pelvis, waving her tits against her hungry lips, and then resume her frantic bounce. Max kept up with her by pumping his hips to match her fervour.

April fell off him a moment later, gasping aloud. Max inserted two fingers into her cunt, his thumb pressed upon her clitoris and started pumping hard. April grabbed his arm, her body went taut like a stretched wire as she suddenly erupted like an exploding volcano with a loud screech.

"YEEEEOOOOO . . . AAAAAHHHHHHH," April screamed and her eyes flew wide open as she writhed from the punishment he was exacting upon her. She screamed until she got so spent that all that came from her was a stuttered croak. Max's face was drenched in sweat and he was grinning was satisfaction.

"Just making that pussy succulent and wet," he declared. "Here, go ahead and taste your cum. See what your husband can't ever have." She opened her mouth to receive his fingers. "You love that, don't you?"

"Hmmmm . . . tastes so good," she moaned.

They looked up and saw Jenny standing beside the sofa.

"I heard screaming and thought someone was getting murdered or something," she laughed.

"Someone is getting murdered," Max said as he then fell on April. "And it's happening right now."

April guided him towards her pussy and this time her cunt swallowed his length with ease. Max balanced his knees against the sofa's edge while she grunted and simultaneously thrust her pelvis towards him, wanting more and more of his cock. Max quickened his thrust, grunting and loving the feel of her cum juice lubricating his shaft.

Jenny came from around the sofa and got out of her clothes and sat on the centre table watching them while rubbing her hand at her pussy and squeezing her breasts with her other. She soaked up the sight of Max's buttock and thighs contracted each time he thrust harder into April.

April's pants went a higher octave as Max upped the ante, fucking her harder than ever. Jenny left the table and drew closer to gaze between Max's thighs and cooed at the sight of April's snatch taking every brute pounding he fed her. Creamy cum poured out of April's cunt onto the sofa's seat. Jenny attempted to suck Max's balls-sac as well ran her tongue up his ass cheeks.

"Cum in my mouth," April groaned. "Ahhh . . . Auuwwhh fuck, that cock feels so good!"

Max pulled out of her at the last minute and helped April to sit up as he was then stroking his cock inches from her face. He groaned intensely as he spurted his first salvo of cum down her throat. Jenny was there beside her and Max offered her his last remaining spurts before tottering backwards until he slumped on the sofa. Jenny was not satisfied with the amount he had given her and turned towards April and they then shared a deep kiss, their tongues and lips clashed against and they did not stop until there was barely any leftover cum for them to clean up. They hugged and kissed each other's tits as only intimate lovers would. There was no shame in what they had done. Nothing but the interest of shared pleasure.

"That was so delicious," Jenny moaned, and then she turned her sight on Max. "I hope you don't think you're done here with us. I too need to get fucked."

Max ran a finger across his brow and it came away with sweat. He smiled at both women. "You ladies know I'm done. But you know a brother's gonna eat afterwards."

"I've got all the food you can ask for," said Jenny as she then came at him.