“Do you feel better now?” Blake asked, standing up.
“Yeah,” she flashed him a smile, “thanks, I feel better now after using the toilet.”
“I can go now,” he hugged her and kissed her on the mouth. “When are you going home?”
“Hmmm,” she checked her wristwatch. “Maybe in an hour or two, Jake and I want to go over the handover notes he’s leaving behind.” “Oh. That’s alright,” he said with no suspicion. “I will just head home when I’m through.”
He walked to the door and turned back with his hand on the doorknob.
“Something comes to my mind just now.”
“What?” She looked in his direction. “Why don’t you ask Jake to join us on Sunday for dinner?”
“Dinner?” It surprised her. “I’m not sure he will still be in town by Sunday.”
It was a lie. She was only afraid of Jake pulling off some stunt if he comes into their home.
“Just tell him.” Blake opened the door. “That we’ll be happy to host him Sunday night if he’s still in town.”
“Sure,” she nodded. “I will.”
“Later,” Blake said and walked out, shutting the door after him.
Stacy picked up her phone immediately after her husband left and dialed Jake’s phone number.
“Jake!” she whimpered. “Are you trying to get me caught? Blake was here.”
“I knew he was with you,” He erupted into a belly laughter, “I saw him go into your office.
“You did?”
“Yes. Now, tell your master,” he ordered. “How did it feel to be fucked with my battery in your husband’s presence?”
“Wicked!” She burst into laughter. “Daddy, you are so wicked! You should have seen the look on his face, he didn’t know what was going on. I had to lie that I had a running stomach.”
“Naughty you,” he chirped. “Has he left for home?”
“No, he hasn’t,” she replied and told him about the Clinton Limited and Derek’s call.”
“Did you tell him we have a meeting?”
“Yes, I did. I told him we have to go through your handover notes.”
“Good,” his voice hardened up. “Daddy is expecting you to be in this office within the next thirty minutes. Not a minute more.”
“Okay daddy,” she drawled, feeling a slight vibration from the egg.
The connection went off, and she dropped her phone back on her desk.
It was Jake’s last day at work and so surreal. They had a little party for him this afternoon during the lunch break. He had emphatically told the HR department that he didn’t want any send forth party that was being planned earlier on for this night.
Their plan was that he would wait for Becky until she finishes up with the contract she was working on. Then she would ask Blake for divorce and leave.
They planned to go to Las Vegas, get married immediately, and stay there for a while.
Finally, she shut down her computer after fifteen minutes. She’d had enough. She couldn’t bear the constant thrill of excitement dancing over the surface of her body anymore. Her legs were shaking and her belly had turned to molten heat from Jake’s control of the vibrator. She packed up, and all but ran down to his office.
“Jake, you are killing me,” she said the moment she entered his office and quickly dropped her bag on the floor.
“Lock the door,” he commanded and stood up, he walked around his massive desk and stopped at the other side.
Stacy jumped at him after she locked the door. Her hands and mouth were all over Jake, kissing his mouth, his neck, and his face.
“Wow, wow, wow,” he gave a low laugh. “You are on fire, girl.”
“Yes, yes,” she moaned into his mouth. “Please let me take it out.”
“No!” He rumbled. “Not now. Today is the last time I’m gonna fuck you in this office. Let’s get to it.”
He pushed her to his chest, “are you going to miss being fucked in here?” He asked, his voice thick with lust. His hands pulled up her skirt and yanked her panties down to her knees. He put two fingers into her channel.
“Your pussy is so wet. It’s a canal in here.” He started fucking her gently with his fingers. “All of this juice for me.” He nibbled on her earlobe and tweaked her clit.
“Jake! Jake,” she shuddered and came wildly. “Ohhh, master, thank you, thank you. I love you so much.”
She said over and over, her body convulsing as the sweet sensation of her orgasm ravaged her body. Before she slumped against his chest.
“That’s my girl, daddy’s dirty girl.” He removed the vibrator and kissed her. “Soon you are going to be mine completely.”
He hiked her skirt higher and turned her around with the force of his want.
The clank of his belt and the sound of his zipper vibrated through her body, right into her pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you and deposit my cum into your wet pussy,” he growled into her ear, prodding her pussy lips with the head of his cock. “And I will send you home with it. You are gonna kiss your husband with my cum dripping on your thighs.”
She said nothing, just shivering with excitement.
“Did you hear me?” He asked.
“Yes, yes,” she turned her head to look into his eyes with a mischievous grin. “Yes, master.”
“That’s my girl,” he howled. His eyes darkened with ferocious desires.
“Take my cock,” he pushed in all of his length at once. “Take it. It’s all for you alone, baby.”
Her slit spread wide to welcome him. She squealed. “Yes, give it to me,” she whispered, her body tingling with the joy of being filled to the brim.
“That’s right, baby. You fucking like feeling my big cock inside you.” He moved slowly, “so fucking deep, can you feel that?”
“So fucking deep, daddy, yes,” she grunted. “Thank you daddy, you know how to take care of me.”
“I love you, Stacy Waylon,” his breath hitched. “You belong to me…. and no one else.” His fingers found her clit, rubbing it so fast as he increased his speed in her pussy.
“Ohhhh,” Stacy growled with pleasure. “Ahhhhh, master, this is so much, so good.”
Her orgasm started building up like fire. She yelled, “I’m going to come.”
“That’s right, come for daddy!” He snarled, grinding deeper into her. “You want this send forth party, don’t you?”
Two more thrusts. She wailed and exploded. Her toes curled as the orgasm blasted through her body.
“Yes, daddy yes!” she wailed drunkenly with illicit passion.
“Whose pussy is this?” He didn’t stop plunging into her. “Tell me!”
“Your daddy,” she closed her eyes. “Oh my God, it belongs to you.”
“Stacy, fuck, Stacy…” His voice went all husky. “Call my name, say my fucking name!”
“My pussy belongs to you Jake…” she opened her legs wider. “You own me, Jake, yessss!”
Then she came again twice in quick succession. “Oh God, Jake, you own my pussy…my body,” she whispered.
“You are daddy’s very good girl!” He panted, thrusting more rapidly into her. “I’m never letting you go!”
She felt the first shot of his jizz deep in her cunt.
“You are mine!” He roared and exploded. “I fucking love you so much, baby girl. Don’t ever forget that.”
Warmth flooded Stacy’s pussy as Jake’s cock pulsed, hot liquid pumping into her. He didn’t release her until he had emptied himself completely into her hot channel.
Stacy was a total mess by the time his limp cock slipped out of her. She turned around and collapsed against his chest.
He kissed her jaw, “you did so well.” He stroked her long hair. “You are daddy’s special girl. More is still coming tonight before I let you go.” He kissed her and laid her on the couch to rest a bit.