Gonna cum in your tight little ass!" Max groaned. "Ahhhhhhhh, yeah, yeah ......here it cums, sweetie! Oh, Goddddddd! ...gonna cream your sweet little ass!" he groaned loudly as he then unleashed a hot blast of cum into her ruptured ass. He felt her trim body shake and shudder as she also climaxed from his unwanted finger stimulation on her clit, bringing about another wild orgasm in her innocent young body.
Both the bank president and young wife soon collapsed onto the bed, the long black cock still embedded in the once virgin ass of the still moaning beauty. The muscular black arms were still wrapped around the petite beauty as slowly the thick black cock began to dwindle in size, finally popping out of the ***** young wife. There they rested against one another, both savoring the aftermath. As Max began to regain his strength, he began caressing Kerri's soft creamy thighs, then his hand moved to caress her soft tender ass.
Touching the beauty's soft creamy body, Max's cock twitched back to life, pulsating and slowly growing back in length. Pushing forward a bit, from the back of the soft creamy thighs, his lengthy black cock slid between them. Back to full strength, the long black cock lay nestled while twitching between the soft creamy thighs, the slick and shiny black cockhead sticking out at the front of ***** beauty.
With his cock being lubricated from the fuck juices drooling from Kerri's ***** slit, Max slowly began to fuck his pulsating cock between the soft creamy thighs. Expecting the ***** beauty to merely lay there, trying not to showing any emotion, he was taken by surprise at the feel of her soft palm caressing his cockhead each time he pushed beyond the front of her clenched thighs.
Leaving his cock steady, cockhead penetrating beyond the front of her thighs, he felt her palm move in circular motions on his slick sensitive cockhead. Max shivered, steeling himself to keep his cock in check, not wanting to spurt his load prematurely. It was a fantastic feeling, nearly making him cum as the soft palm rubbed faster and faster upon his slick plum-sized cockhead, causing his cockhead to flare out even more as it threatened to spurt its juices again.
Then Max was further surprised, feeling the lovely young wife shift up a little, her hand still on his cockhead. He then felt her soft fingertips just below the front of his cockhead, pushing his cock to aim higher, higher till it was again positioned at the entrance to her oozing gash. He couldn't believe that this little beauty was positioning herself and his cock so he could fuck her again. To his delight, it became obvious that this lovely beauty wanted more of his black loving.
"....ohhhhhhhh!" Kerri moaned and shivered as the pleasure giving cock touched the entrance to her womanhood. "Ahhhhhhhhhh .....put it innnnnnnnn!" she hissed. "Oh, yes .....yesssssssss!" Kerri shivered as her cuntlips enveloped the advancing cockhead. "Ohhhhhh ....**** me, fuck me .....damn you!" she begged, unconscious of her filthy urgings, something she had never done with her own husband.
"Oh, God ....God .....yes ....yes .......ohhhh, deeper ....deeper!" Kerri moaned as she felt the thick shaft slide into her again. Hunching back, she began to fuck herself on the lengthy shaft, wanting to feel it sliding in and out of her womanhood. "Oh, God .....**** me ....**** me ....harder .....harder! That's it .....that's it .....yes ....yesssssss .......ohhh, yessss ..shoot it in me .....oh, yes ....I ...I'm cumminggggggg!" she screamed, her body shaking and convulsing in an uncontrollable orgasm, the most satisfying ever experienced in her young life.
Following this wild passionate fuck session, both Max Griffith and Mrs. Kerri Hu lay fast asleep on the king-sized bed, arms embracing one another. It was over an hour later that Max began to stir, his pulsing cock awakening him from a deep sleep. Opening his eyes, he observed the head of the young beauty resting on his chest and realized that she was looking down at his growing cock as she handled him in the soft palm of her hand.
When he was fully erect, the young wife turned over onto her back, with her hand clasping his cock tightly she pulled him over onto her. As he descended upon the petite beauty, Max bent over to plant a kiss on her pink lips and felt those soft lips part to admit his exploring tongue, then felt her pointed tongue dally with his. A wild passionate mating then took place with the lovely young wife wrapping her arms and legs around the muscular black body.
It was nearing 6 p.m. when Kerri neared her home, her mind a total jumble after the events of the day. This was one day that she hoped Phil had ***** himself into a stupor, hoping he would again not pay much attention to her when she arrived. Squeezing her thighs together, Kerri tried to keep more of the thick juices from escaping her enlarged slit.
She had used all the tissues in her purse to stem the flow but Kerri could feel the wetness spreading as she sat in the driver's seat of the car. She knew she should be ashamed and humiliated at what had happened to her but she could not get over the mind-shattering orgasms that shook her for the very first time in her life. She knew that by now the back of her dress was sopping wet. Without the aid of her panties, the copious amount of juices leaking from her cunt had the tissues fully soaked and useless. She felt so self- conscious not wearing a bra nor panties, souvenirs of the bank president.
Entering through the kitchen door that connected to the garage, Kerri was startled to find her husband there. With drink in hand, Phil had gone to the kitchen to find something to snack on. "Hi, honey! Were you able to talk to Mr. Griffith for me!" he slurred. Upon seeing her nodding in response, Phil put his drink down and embraced his wife, planting a kiss on her lips. Kerri tried to break the embrace, trying to push away from his tight embrace, telling him "Oh, Phil .....you've had too much to drink ....I can really smell the alcohol!"
Phil nuzzled at his wife's ear as she pushed at him. She struggled even more when his hands wandered down to cup her tight asscheeks. Unknowingly, he commented "Honey your skirt feels wet!" Blushing a beet red at being discovered, Kerri pushed away and stammered "I ...it's my period and I had an accident while driving home! I ...I need to get to the bathroom right away, backing away into the nearby restroom so Phil did not see that it was not blood soaking the back of her skirt.
Putting her ear to the bathroom door, she listened intently for Phil's footsteps, waiting for him to go back into the living room where the bar was situated. Without any other clothing available, Kerri could not make it to her bedroom for a new set of clothing. She finally heard Phil pass by the closed door, then she slipped out of the bathroom to where the laundry room was located. From the laundry basket, she gathered a pair of panties, blouse and shorts that were to be washed. There she changed and hid her wet skirt at the bottom of the laundry basket.
Going upstairs to the master bedroom, she locked herself in the master bath. Taking off her clothing, she examined at herself in the large mirror. Bringing her hands up, Kerri cupped her tender breasts, then shivered as she thumbed her raw nipples. She could still recall the sensations caused by Mr. Griffith's hunger for her breasts, mouthing and nipping at her tender buds with his sharp teeth. Moving closer to the mirror, she could see some discoloration caused by his teeth clamping down upon her breasts.
Then Kerri let her hands wander down, her fingers rubbing at the dry matted curls, sending flakes of dried cum falling to the bathroom floor. She gave a slight gasp as she parted her swollen cuntlips, then shivered as her finger made contact with her sensitive clit. Delving two fingers in her recently ***** slit, she then drew out her fingers to view the thick slimy coating over her fingers. Mesmerized, Kerri drew her fingers up to her nose to inhale the familiar smell of the rutting animals on the hotel bed, then stuck her pointed tongue out to touch the slimy goo. She brought her soiled fingers to her mouth, sucking her fingers clean of the filthy mucous.
That night, Phil had felt so relieved that Mr. Griffith had promised Kerri in seeing that his job would be kept safe. Though he gave it his all when at the job, Phil knew that no one was safe considering the company's financial position. Phil knew he had not been much of a considerate husband lately, being too distracted with his job problems.
In bed first, he watched as his lovely wife walked about in her thin nightie. 'God, she's so beautiful! I couldn't ask for a more beautiful and faithful wife! I can't believe how innocent and na've she is when it comes to sex!' He only wished Kerri would let herself go more when they made love but he knew her conservative upbringing had her refraining from showing such emotions!
When his lovely wife slipped into bed and turned off the lamp, Phil turned to caress her, leaning over to kiss her on the lips. Normally he had to prod her lips open with his tongue but tonight her sweet lips opened readily and her pointed tongue licked at his lips. After a deep passionate kiss, Phil's lips traced their way down Kerri's slender neck while he pulled at the ties to the front of her nightie. Then Phil moved further down, taking a tender nipple into his hungry mouth. As he did so, he heard a loud gasp from his lovely wife, exciting him as he mistook the gasp for one of pleasure.
Kerri shivered as her husband took in a very raw and sensitive nipple, gritting back the pain as he nipped playfully with his teeth. What had been so pleasurable earlier in the day now was quite a painful event. She had thought of making an excuse, a 'headache', but she did not want to discourage Phil as this was his first attempt at lovemaking in weeks. She just wished that it wasn't so soon after another man had soiled her body with his semen, a black man's cum on top of that. Although she had douched out Mr. Griffith's semen when she had arrived home, she felt so guilty as she embraced her loving husband, ashamed that she was presenting him with 'soiled' goods.
Crawling up upon his beautiful young wife, Phil felt her sexy legs spread wide for him. Normally he had to pry her legs apart to gain entrance, making Phil happy that she was finally spreading her sexy legs on her own for him to gain entrance. He gasped as he felt his lovely wife's soft hand enclose around him for the very first time, jerking him in her tight fist. Feeling her guiding him to her slit, Phil could feel his cock pulsing madly in her grip. Just as he was about to gain entrance to her womanhood, Phil felt her sexy legs crossing over him. Never having had his lovely wife wanted him in such a way, it was just too much for him, he groaned loudly "Ohhhh .....ohhhh, babyyyy ...ahhhhh ....ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"No ....no, Phil ....put it innnn!" Kerri desperately pleaded. But she could not control Phil's pulsating member in her hand as it jerked about in spasms. Then a hot wetness was being splattered upon her mound and belly. Stunned, Kerri continued to jerk him off, knowing it was now useless in trying to get him to put it to proper use. A moment later he lay upon her body, panting in total exhaustion. She silently cursed to herself 'Damn! Mr. Griffith was right calling you a little faggot! Why can't you be a 'real' man, Phil?'
Ten minutes later, Kerri pushed hard at her now snoring husband, trying to slip out from under him. Going to the bathroom, she took a cold shower to rinse off the drying spunk and to cool off her need for sexual itch between her legs. She couldn't believe that Phil had left her high and dry, not even able to control himself to even put it in her. Closing her eyes under the shower, her fingers pinched hard at a tender nipple, making her shiver from the pain. Then, her other hand rubbed at her still tender slit, fingers seeking out her sensitive clit. Moments later, relief was obtained as she shuddered under the shower while picturing Mr. Griffith shagging away at her body, just as he did earlier in the day as she quietly mouthed "Oh, Mr. Griffith .....**** me again ...take me like a bitch in heat ....fuck me .....fuck me .....ahhhhhhh!"
The next day, Kerri got a call from Phil, telling her that his job was still safe but now the fellow in the other side of him had just gotten laid-off. Phil told her to be sure to 'thank' Mr. Griffith at the bank for help saving his job on this layer of cuts. Kerri had purposely worked on other projects other than the bank's for this day. With Phil's mentioning of Mr. Griffith, her thighs had clenched automatically as she could feel her slit moistening.
Late that afternoon, Kerri sat across Mr. Sharpe's desk after being summoned to his office. When she heard him say that he had just gotten a call from Max Griffith of the bank, she blushed as a shudder shook her body in fear. "Max Griffith is quite impressed with you Kerri! Says he had lunch with you yesterday and was convinced that the bank should turn over another section of the bank's legal business to us, provided that you're in charge of it! Looks like you'll be making junior partner with this added business you've brought into the firm! I'll be overseeing the work in case of any problems but we'll now be working quite a bit more together from now!"
"Tell me, Kerri! How'd you manage to get Mr. Griffith to turn over more business to you over lunch? Hell, I've wined and dined that SOB for years and haven't gotten anywhere for new business!" Mr. Sharpe inquired. Kerri blushed and meekly replied "Well, maybe it's just the female charm, Mr. Sharpe!" "I'm meeting with the partners tomorrow and will be sure to mention your success with Mr. Griffith! I'm certain you'll be in for a nice bonus once the new business arrives!" he advised.
As Kerri sat before the ecstatic senior partner, little did she know the real reason that Mr. Sharpe had called her into his office. True, Mr. Sharpe had been on the phone to Max Griffith but the phone call was not much about business. Her boss had made the phone call only after the messenger had delivered that padded envelope marked 'Personal'. While she had sat sitting across the desk from her boss, he had been fingering the contents of that padded envelope, a thin lacy white bra and matching panties.
Once the lovely Kerri Hu departed, closing the door to his office, Tim Sharpe could not resist bringing up the pair of lacy with panties to his nose. Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the sweet fragrance of womanhood that it contained. Burying his face into the soft crotch of the lacy white panties, he licked the scented and stained portion, bringing a throbbing sensation to his bulging crotch. Going to door and locking it, advising his secretary to take all calls, Tim then put in the videotape that was also contained in the envelope.
During the next two weeks, whenever Kerri worked on the bank's account, she made it a point to only talk to Mr. Griffith's underlings to let them pass things along. She had managed to avoid making any type of personal contact with Mr. Griffith, not wanting to fall prey to this devious man again. She felt so ashamed of herself in the way her body had betrayed her that afternoon, evening welcoming his lovemaking before the day was over.
After Phil's last failed attempt to make love to her, he had again been consumed in the failings of the company and continued to drink up a storm each night. Every night, Kerri went to bed with hopes of making love with Phil, needing to put out that terrible itch between her legs. But each time, Phil was too preoccupied or too ***** as he merely plopped his body down on the bed and was fast asleep. Under the covers, Kerri would caress her breasts and finger herself, pretending that it was that memorable afternoon in the hotel again.
Another week went by and Phil had come home with more news on the company, rumors of another cut about to take place. Kerri listened as Phil expressed his concern that his job was on the line this time and then heard Phil ask if she would mind talking to Mr. Griffith again. Phil saw the reluctance on his wife's face but he kept pressing, telling her his job was on the line.
Squeezing her thighs together at the mention of Mr. Griffith, Kerri advised her husband "Since Mr. Griffith was so nice to help us the last time there was a layoff, perhaps I should invite him out to lunch! With me handling the bank's account, I'm sure the firm would more than willing to pick up the tab. In fact, they've often told me that I need to entertain more ...you know ....keep the clients' happy and that sort of stuff! I do know he loves the restaurant at the Winstar Hotel. I'm a little hesitant as I do know he loves rather long lunches and has a couple wines to go with lunch!" With her husband's encouragement, Kerri agreed to do so but advised she'd be home late as she would then have to work late to catch up.
The next morning, when his secretary advised that Ms. Kerri Hu was on the line, Max Griffith eagerly picked up the call. He listened to the sexy voice "Oh, Mr. Griffith, I'd like to invite you to lunch this time! My treat this time ....at that nice restaurant at the Winstar Hotel! I understand there's rumors at Apex.com again on more upcoming layoffs. Perhaps we could think of ways that would help protect my husband's job again! I'm sure I'll find a way to repay you for all of your help! Noon okay?" Once he hung up, Max called the Winstar Hotel to make certain the bank's penthouse suite was available for him and advised them to have a bottle of champagne on ice.
End of Story!
Both the bank president and young wife soon collapsed onto the bed, the long black cock still embedded in the once virgin ass of the still moaning beauty. The muscular black arms were still wrapped around the petite beauty as slowly the thick black cock began to dwindle in size, finally popping out of the ***** young wife. There they rested against one another, both savoring the aftermath. As Max began to regain his strength, he began caressing Kerri's soft creamy thighs, then his hand moved to caress her soft tender ass.
Touching the beauty's soft creamy body, Max's cock twitched back to life, pulsating and slowly growing back in length. Pushing forward a bit, from the back of the soft creamy thighs, his lengthy black cock slid between them. Back to full strength, the long black cock lay nestled while twitching between the soft creamy thighs, the slick and shiny black cockhead sticking out at the front of ***** beauty.
With his cock being lubricated from the fuck juices drooling from Kerri's ***** slit, Max slowly began to fuck his pulsating cock between the soft creamy thighs. Expecting the ***** beauty to merely lay there, trying not to showing any emotion, he was taken by surprise at the feel of her soft palm caressing his cockhead each time he pushed beyond the front of her clenched thighs.
Leaving his cock steady, cockhead penetrating beyond the front of her thighs, he felt her palm move in circular motions on his slick sensitive cockhead. Max shivered, steeling himself to keep his cock in check, not wanting to spurt his load prematurely. It was a fantastic feeling, nearly making him cum as the soft palm rubbed faster and faster upon his slick plum-sized cockhead, causing his cockhead to flare out even more as it threatened to spurt its juices again.
Then Max was further surprised, feeling the lovely young wife shift up a little, her hand still on his cockhead. He then felt her soft fingertips just below the front of his cockhead, pushing his cock to aim higher, higher till it was again positioned at the entrance to her oozing gash. He couldn't believe that this little beauty was positioning herself and his cock so he could fuck her again. To his delight, it became obvious that this lovely beauty wanted more of his black loving.
"....ohhhhhhhh!" Kerri moaned and shivered as the pleasure giving cock touched the entrance to her womanhood. "Ahhhhhhhhhh .....put it innnnnnnnn!" she hissed. "Oh, yes .....yesssssssss!" Kerri shivered as her cuntlips enveloped the advancing cockhead. "Ohhhhhh ....**** me, fuck me .....damn you!" she begged, unconscious of her filthy urgings, something she had never done with her own husband.
"Oh, God ....God .....yes ....yes .......ohhhh, deeper ....deeper!" Kerri moaned as she felt the thick shaft slide into her again. Hunching back, she began to fuck herself on the lengthy shaft, wanting to feel it sliding in and out of her womanhood. "Oh, God .....**** me ....**** me ....harder .....harder! That's it .....that's it .....yes ....yesssssss .......ohhh, yessss ..shoot it in me .....oh, yes ....I ...I'm cumminggggggg!" she screamed, her body shaking and convulsing in an uncontrollable orgasm, the most satisfying ever experienced in her young life.
Following this wild passionate fuck session, both Max Griffith and Mrs. Kerri Hu lay fast asleep on the king-sized bed, arms embracing one another. It was over an hour later that Max began to stir, his pulsing cock awakening him from a deep sleep. Opening his eyes, he observed the head of the young beauty resting on his chest and realized that she was looking down at his growing cock as she handled him in the soft palm of her hand.
When he was fully erect, the young wife turned over onto her back, with her hand clasping his cock tightly she pulled him over onto her. As he descended upon the petite beauty, Max bent over to plant a kiss on her pink lips and felt those soft lips part to admit his exploring tongue, then felt her pointed tongue dally with his. A wild passionate mating then took place with the lovely young wife wrapping her arms and legs around the muscular black body.
It was nearing 6 p.m. when Kerri neared her home, her mind a total jumble after the events of the day. This was one day that she hoped Phil had ***** himself into a stupor, hoping he would again not pay much attention to her when she arrived. Squeezing her thighs together, Kerri tried to keep more of the thick juices from escaping her enlarged slit.
She had used all the tissues in her purse to stem the flow but Kerri could feel the wetness spreading as she sat in the driver's seat of the car. She knew she should be ashamed and humiliated at what had happened to her but she could not get over the mind-shattering orgasms that shook her for the very first time in her life. She knew that by now the back of her dress was sopping wet. Without the aid of her panties, the copious amount of juices leaking from her cunt had the tissues fully soaked and useless. She felt so self- conscious not wearing a bra nor panties, souvenirs of the bank president.
Entering through the kitchen door that connected to the garage, Kerri was startled to find her husband there. With drink in hand, Phil had gone to the kitchen to find something to snack on. "Hi, honey! Were you able to talk to Mr. Griffith for me!" he slurred. Upon seeing her nodding in response, Phil put his drink down and embraced his wife, planting a kiss on her lips. Kerri tried to break the embrace, trying to push away from his tight embrace, telling him "Oh, Phil .....you've had too much to drink ....I can really smell the alcohol!"
Phil nuzzled at his wife's ear as she pushed at him. She struggled even more when his hands wandered down to cup her tight asscheeks. Unknowingly, he commented "Honey your skirt feels wet!" Blushing a beet red at being discovered, Kerri pushed away and stammered "I ...it's my period and I had an accident while driving home! I ...I need to get to the bathroom right away, backing away into the nearby restroom so Phil did not see that it was not blood soaking the back of her skirt.
Putting her ear to the bathroom door, she listened intently for Phil's footsteps, waiting for him to go back into the living room where the bar was situated. Without any other clothing available, Kerri could not make it to her bedroom for a new set of clothing. She finally heard Phil pass by the closed door, then she slipped out of the bathroom to where the laundry room was located. From the laundry basket, she gathered a pair of panties, blouse and shorts that were to be washed. There she changed and hid her wet skirt at the bottom of the laundry basket.
Going upstairs to the master bedroom, she locked herself in the master bath. Taking off her clothing, she examined at herself in the large mirror. Bringing her hands up, Kerri cupped her tender breasts, then shivered as she thumbed her raw nipples. She could still recall the sensations caused by Mr. Griffith's hunger for her breasts, mouthing and nipping at her tender buds with his sharp teeth. Moving closer to the mirror, she could see some discoloration caused by his teeth clamping down upon her breasts.
Then Kerri let her hands wander down, her fingers rubbing at the dry matted curls, sending flakes of dried cum falling to the bathroom floor. She gave a slight gasp as she parted her swollen cuntlips, then shivered as her finger made contact with her sensitive clit. Delving two fingers in her recently ***** slit, she then drew out her fingers to view the thick slimy coating over her fingers. Mesmerized, Kerri drew her fingers up to her nose to inhale the familiar smell of the rutting animals on the hotel bed, then stuck her pointed tongue out to touch the slimy goo. She brought her soiled fingers to her mouth, sucking her fingers clean of the filthy mucous.
That night, Phil had felt so relieved that Mr. Griffith had promised Kerri in seeing that his job would be kept safe. Though he gave it his all when at the job, Phil knew that no one was safe considering the company's financial position. Phil knew he had not been much of a considerate husband lately, being too distracted with his job problems.
In bed first, he watched as his lovely wife walked about in her thin nightie. 'God, she's so beautiful! I couldn't ask for a more beautiful and faithful wife! I can't believe how innocent and na've she is when it comes to sex!' He only wished Kerri would let herself go more when they made love but he knew her conservative upbringing had her refraining from showing such emotions!
When his lovely wife slipped into bed and turned off the lamp, Phil turned to caress her, leaning over to kiss her on the lips. Normally he had to prod her lips open with his tongue but tonight her sweet lips opened readily and her pointed tongue licked at his lips. After a deep passionate kiss, Phil's lips traced their way down Kerri's slender neck while he pulled at the ties to the front of her nightie. Then Phil moved further down, taking a tender nipple into his hungry mouth. As he did so, he heard a loud gasp from his lovely wife, exciting him as he mistook the gasp for one of pleasure.
Kerri shivered as her husband took in a very raw and sensitive nipple, gritting back the pain as he nipped playfully with his teeth. What had been so pleasurable earlier in the day now was quite a painful event. She had thought of making an excuse, a 'headache', but she did not want to discourage Phil as this was his first attempt at lovemaking in weeks. She just wished that it wasn't so soon after another man had soiled her body with his semen, a black man's cum on top of that. Although she had douched out Mr. Griffith's semen when she had arrived home, she felt so guilty as she embraced her loving husband, ashamed that she was presenting him with 'soiled' goods.
Crawling up upon his beautiful young wife, Phil felt her sexy legs spread wide for him. Normally he had to pry her legs apart to gain entrance, making Phil happy that she was finally spreading her sexy legs on her own for him to gain entrance. He gasped as he felt his lovely wife's soft hand enclose around him for the very first time, jerking him in her tight fist. Feeling her guiding him to her slit, Phil could feel his cock pulsing madly in her grip. Just as he was about to gain entrance to her womanhood, Phil felt her sexy legs crossing over him. Never having had his lovely wife wanted him in such a way, it was just too much for him, he groaned loudly "Ohhhh .....ohhhh, babyyyy ...ahhhhh ....ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"No ....no, Phil ....put it innnn!" Kerri desperately pleaded. But she could not control Phil's pulsating member in her hand as it jerked about in spasms. Then a hot wetness was being splattered upon her mound and belly. Stunned, Kerri continued to jerk him off, knowing it was now useless in trying to get him to put it to proper use. A moment later he lay upon her body, panting in total exhaustion. She silently cursed to herself 'Damn! Mr. Griffith was right calling you a little faggot! Why can't you be a 'real' man, Phil?'
Ten minutes later, Kerri pushed hard at her now snoring husband, trying to slip out from under him. Going to the bathroom, she took a cold shower to rinse off the drying spunk and to cool off her need for sexual itch between her legs. She couldn't believe that Phil had left her high and dry, not even able to control himself to even put it in her. Closing her eyes under the shower, her fingers pinched hard at a tender nipple, making her shiver from the pain. Then, her other hand rubbed at her still tender slit, fingers seeking out her sensitive clit. Moments later, relief was obtained as she shuddered under the shower while picturing Mr. Griffith shagging away at her body, just as he did earlier in the day as she quietly mouthed "Oh, Mr. Griffith .....**** me again ...take me like a bitch in heat ....fuck me .....fuck me .....ahhhhhhh!"
The next day, Kerri got a call from Phil, telling her that his job was still safe but now the fellow in the other side of him had just gotten laid-off. Phil told her to be sure to 'thank' Mr. Griffith at the bank for help saving his job on this layer of cuts. Kerri had purposely worked on other projects other than the bank's for this day. With Phil's mentioning of Mr. Griffith, her thighs had clenched automatically as she could feel her slit moistening.
Late that afternoon, Kerri sat across Mr. Sharpe's desk after being summoned to his office. When she heard him say that he had just gotten a call from Max Griffith of the bank, she blushed as a shudder shook her body in fear. "Max Griffith is quite impressed with you Kerri! Says he had lunch with you yesterday and was convinced that the bank should turn over another section of the bank's legal business to us, provided that you're in charge of it! Looks like you'll be making junior partner with this added business you've brought into the firm! I'll be overseeing the work in case of any problems but we'll now be working quite a bit more together from now!"
"Tell me, Kerri! How'd you manage to get Mr. Griffith to turn over more business to you over lunch? Hell, I've wined and dined that SOB for years and haven't gotten anywhere for new business!" Mr. Sharpe inquired. Kerri blushed and meekly replied "Well, maybe it's just the female charm, Mr. Sharpe!" "I'm meeting with the partners tomorrow and will be sure to mention your success with Mr. Griffith! I'm certain you'll be in for a nice bonus once the new business arrives!" he advised.
As Kerri sat before the ecstatic senior partner, little did she know the real reason that Mr. Sharpe had called her into his office. True, Mr. Sharpe had been on the phone to Max Griffith but the phone call was not much about business. Her boss had made the phone call only after the messenger had delivered that padded envelope marked 'Personal'. While she had sat sitting across the desk from her boss, he had been fingering the contents of that padded envelope, a thin lacy white bra and matching panties.
Once the lovely Kerri Hu departed, closing the door to his office, Tim Sharpe could not resist bringing up the pair of lacy with panties to his nose. Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the sweet fragrance of womanhood that it contained. Burying his face into the soft crotch of the lacy white panties, he licked the scented and stained portion, bringing a throbbing sensation to his bulging crotch. Going to door and locking it, advising his secretary to take all calls, Tim then put in the videotape that was also contained in the envelope.
During the next two weeks, whenever Kerri worked on the bank's account, she made it a point to only talk to Mr. Griffith's underlings to let them pass things along. She had managed to avoid making any type of personal contact with Mr. Griffith, not wanting to fall prey to this devious man again. She felt so ashamed of herself in the way her body had betrayed her that afternoon, evening welcoming his lovemaking before the day was over.
After Phil's last failed attempt to make love to her, he had again been consumed in the failings of the company and continued to drink up a storm each night. Every night, Kerri went to bed with hopes of making love with Phil, needing to put out that terrible itch between her legs. But each time, Phil was too preoccupied or too ***** as he merely plopped his body down on the bed and was fast asleep. Under the covers, Kerri would caress her breasts and finger herself, pretending that it was that memorable afternoon in the hotel again.
Another week went by and Phil had come home with more news on the company, rumors of another cut about to take place. Kerri listened as Phil expressed his concern that his job was on the line this time and then heard Phil ask if she would mind talking to Mr. Griffith again. Phil saw the reluctance on his wife's face but he kept pressing, telling her his job was on the line.
Squeezing her thighs together at the mention of Mr. Griffith, Kerri advised her husband "Since Mr. Griffith was so nice to help us the last time there was a layoff, perhaps I should invite him out to lunch! With me handling the bank's account, I'm sure the firm would more than willing to pick up the tab. In fact, they've often told me that I need to entertain more ...you know ....keep the clients' happy and that sort of stuff! I do know he loves the restaurant at the Winstar Hotel. I'm a little hesitant as I do know he loves rather long lunches and has a couple wines to go with lunch!" With her husband's encouragement, Kerri agreed to do so but advised she'd be home late as she would then have to work late to catch up.
The next morning, when his secretary advised that Ms. Kerri Hu was on the line, Max Griffith eagerly picked up the call. He listened to the sexy voice "Oh, Mr. Griffith, I'd like to invite you to lunch this time! My treat this time ....at that nice restaurant at the Winstar Hotel! I understand there's rumors at Apex.com again on more upcoming layoffs. Perhaps we could think of ways that would help protect my husband's job again! I'm sure I'll find a way to repay you for all of your help! Noon okay?" Once he hung up, Max called the Winstar Hotel to make certain the bank's penthouse suite was available for him and advised them to have a bottle of champagne on ice.
End of Story!
m/f, i/r, n/c)
By Black Demon
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