Completely Unexpected

The female character in this story is based on a French murder/mystery series I watched. The chief investigator was a stout black woman who suffered no fools. As I watched I found myself thinking someone like her would make a great character for a story.

Completely Unexpected

Mrs. Landry was looking at me as she made her way through the outer area where all the work cubicles are. She had her serious face on as she walked through the door of my office. She’d been widowed for some time, yet everyone still addressed her as Mrs. Landry. She stood average height for a woman of her physical stature, I estimated her height to be around five foot eight, her weight somewhere in the 200 pound range. What I did know for certain is that she was 47. My mother would have referred to her as ‘stout’. She has wide shoulders, a thick waist without anything hanging over the belt, a nice butt bordering on being too big, and thick legs. In my eyes she was an ebony beauty, her skin is a light brown bordering on deep bronze, her hair is longish and flows over her shoulders an inch or two. In the eyes of most others she was simply Mrs. Landry, owner of Landry Technology.

Her breasts have always mesmerized me, they aren’t huge half a football size, but there’s plenty to wrap your hands around when you stick one of those thick nipples in your mouth. They jiggle when she walks, if she’s in a hurry her gait is such that they bounce and jiggle at the same time. Then there are those lips, those soft, luscious, thick lips. If she had one black feature that stood out it was her pronounced lips, I used to wonder what it would be like to have those lips wrapped around my dick with her head bobbing up and down.

She was dressed impeccably, as always, a dark blue business suit with a bright white silk blouse, the skirt was snug and stopped about 3 inches above her knees. Today she had on a cute little mini tie that only made her look all the more alluring. Standing in the doorway to my office she gave me more of a smirk than a smile and stated softly but emphatically.

“Seven on the dot, and don’t be late.”

Her butt jiggled slightly as she walked away, I noticed an extra bit of swish in the hips as well. Looking back she barked an order pointing at me.

“Make sure you’re on time young man.”

I knew I would be meeting her at her town home and the terseness of her voice was for the benefit of the office staff. I acted concerned as she turned her back to me. The lady just outside my office gave me the ‘what’s up with her look’, I shrugged and busied myself. Jim Johnson stuck his head in the door as he walked by.

“Boy she’s on the war path today. I’m glad the warden is on your ass and not mine, she eats young guys like you for lunch and spits them out. How long you been here Jeff, five, six months?” I held up ten digits. “Holy shit, that long huh? Well, been nice knowin yuh if she fires your ass.”

He left as quickly as he’d arrived, I put my head down and went back to work, making sure my face wasn’t visible, that way no one would see the shit eatin grin on my face. Nor did I stand for fear they’d see a large bulge at the front of my dress slacks. Oh yes, Jim was right, there’d be ass involved tonight, just not in the way he was thinking. No, the ass would be hers slapping against me as I pummeled her eager beaver from behind, driving my cock in until my body collided with hers. Her tits would be swinging back and forth with me trying to capture one from time to time.

She liked it hard and deep if she was taking it doggy, there had been an occasion or two when she asked me to do more with her ass than pound against it. It was she who taught me the intricacies of butt fucking, making sure I understood it wasn’t for everyone. Still, she thought I should know about such things “just in case”. It had been a few months since she’d ask me to do her butt, maybe tonight she would. Whether we did or not it was bound to be a fruitful night, whenever she would give that special smirk she had in the doorway to my office I knew she was hornier than a cat in heat.

How I came to be her personal lover and sex toy is an adventure young men dream of but never expect to materialize. Upon graduation from high school I waited two years before entering the local branch of the state U system, graduating with a degree in computer science. I was smart enough to know the field was already flooded with computer techs looking to make a big name for themselves. I loved working with computers and therefore felt if I had a degree, I should be able to get a job as an in-house tech for a company somewhere. I wasn’t looking to be the next Bill Gates or some super-duper gamer, I simply wanted a job doing what I loved.

I sent out resume’s and had several interviews without success. Just about the time I was ready to take any kind of job anywhere I received an e-mail from a company I’d sent a resume to six months prior. It was two states away and not as big a company as I had envisioned working in, but it was a job opportunity, and I wasn’t going to turn it down. The e-mail said that if I were interested to respond and personnel would get ahold of me. I thought, yeah right, what a line of crap. I responded in the affirmative not expecting anything further.

To my chagrin three days later I received a call late morning from an older sounding gentleman named Bob. Why are they always named Bob? Or William? Long story short he asked numerous questions only stumping me on one of them. As the phone interview was coming to an end he asked something I wasn’t expecting to hear.

“Would you be willing to come for a face-to-face interview with me and the owner of the company? We’ll cover the expenses whether you fly or drive. That will include meals and lodging. Is there a date available for that to happen Jeff?”

I didn’t need to give it any thought, “Yes sir, what works for you.”

I hated the thought of a grope and grab session at the airport instead of being photographed nude, which is basically what a body scan is, and drove instead. They put me up in a Marriott and made sure my every need was taken care of within reason. The interview went well, well enough to get hired anyway. Robert, (Bob) was in his mid-sixties and looked every bit that worn out. Mrs. Landry, whom I would come to know as Renee was the other interviewer, she was visibly my senior and yet there was a charm about her I couldn’t put my finger on. Here age seemed to only add to the mystique, she sat back and let Bob ask questions.

At one point she leaned forward and asked point blank, “Are you averse to traveling, because if you’re hired you’ll be expected to travel with me often. Mind you young man, I don’t suffer fools, so if you can’t do that tell me now.”

I heard what she was saying but my thoughts were on the dark red covered lips moving four feet away. They were puffy and full, I imagined what they might do in a romantic setting. Then just like that my mind was where it should have been all along.

“Yes ma’am. I can do that. Travel doesn’t bother me at all.”

Looking at me with a glare she asked, “I see you’re twenty-seven. You got a girl? Because there’s no room in this job for a girlfriend bothering you day in and day out. If I need you to come in and fix something I don’t want to hear, I can’t tonight, I’m with my girlfriend.”

Shaking my head, “No ma’am, no girlfriend. It’s just me.”

Staring into my eyes the expression on her face was quite serious, “What about working for a black woman? Is that an issue?”

Shaking my head I replied, “No ma’am.”

She stood and gestured for Bob to follow her into the hall where they had a whispered conversation before she walked away. Bob returned and sat across from me.

“We’d like you to stay one more day if that’s possible. As per our agreement, we’ll cover all of your expenses.”

I nodded then asked, “Just what is it you guys do here? I know it’s an IT position, but I wondered what I might be working with.”

“It’s mostly government stuff. Landry Tech was started by her dad in the 50’s. He flew fighters in the war as a young man, when he came home he developed a navigational system that’s still in use today with some upgrades. He’s long gone, but he made sure his daughter got an engineering degree, she worked with him several years before he had a fatal heart attack. You’ll be taking my position if she hires you.”

I was told to be ready to go to dinner at seven, to be in the lobby and not keep the driver waiting. He smiled and said, “Five minutes early will help with that. Oh, and dress up, wear what you have on now if you like.”

If I like? I was dang glad he said that because I only have one suit. I was in the lobby ten minutes early, at five of seven a well-dressed man walked to me, “Are you Jeffrey Storm?”

I shook his hand, “It’s just Jeff, but that’s me.”

At the restaurant I was genuinely surprised to see Mrs. Landry dressed in a lovely light-yellow dress seated next to Bob and a woman whom I assumed was his wife. Greetings were exchanged all around except Mrs. Landry, she smiled and nodded. I noticed throughout the meal that she watched me carefully, I didn’t pick up on the reason why. After a few minutes of chit chat following the meal, she signaled toward the gentleman who’d picked me up, as he stood next to her she said.

“I’ll be ready to go in ten minutes.” Looking at me she said, “Bob and Evelyn will take you back to the Marriott, a car will pick you up at 9. Did you bring clothes to work in?” I nodded. “Wear them tomorrow, I want to see what you’re capable of.”

On the way to the hotel I found Evelyn (Bob’s wife) to be a flirty old gal, I imagined that she made sure Roberts needs were met. She wasn’t dressed provocatively or potty mouthed, it was the way she said things and the looks she gave him, they conveyed sensuality without being slutty. I found myself thinking, “I’ll bet an old broad like her could teach a young pup like me a thing or two about sex and how to satisfy a woman in bed”.

As I exited their car I heard her say something I’m sure I wasn’t supposed to, “Take me home, I’m wearing those purple panties you like so much, let’s have some fun.”

I smiled all the way to my room. The next day Bob presented me with numerous troubleshooting scenarios, all of which I passed or was on the right track to do so. At the end of the day he escorted me to Mrs. Landry’s office gesturing for me to sit in the chair next to him. She was on the phone asking someone if they’d done what she told them to do. They must have said no because she bristled and said brusquely.

“If you aren’t going to do what I tell you then don’t call me for advice.” The phone slammed.

Looking across her desk she pointed at me, “Well Bob, is he gonna work or do we keep on looking?”

“He’ll do just fine Renee. Needs a bit more OJT but he’s got what it takes. I can have him ready in a month.”

She stared me down, “That’s Mrs. Landry to you son. If I ever hear you call me by my first name I’ll box your ears in. Got it?”

I nodded as she continued, “I watched you eat last night, how a person eats and behaves at the dinner table speaks volumes in my book. You took your time and enjoyed the meal instead of wolfing it down, you knew which utensil to use and HOW to use it. That impressed me, you obviously listened to your mother. So do you want the job?”

“Yes ma’am, I do. I don’t live to far away and my vehicle is reliable, moving here won’t be an issue.”

The next three minutes shocked the hell out of me. “I know where you live Jeffrey, with your sister Tamara, her husband and three kids. Your parents died when you were fourteen and you were under your sisters care until you went to college. You drive a six-year-old Honda Civic, you don’t party or do drugs, and yes, I knew you didn’t have a steady girl when I asked last night.”

My jaw must have been hanging by then, “But…. How do you know all of that?” I asked.

“We’re a government contractor, under half of what we do is for the DOD, did you think I was going to interview someone who can’t pass a stringent background check? If you make it past the sixty-day probationary period you’ll have to get a top-secret clearance, I’m not about to waste my time on someone who can’t meet those criteria.”

I was still in shock, “What about salary and those sorts of things? How soon would you expect me to start?”

“Here’s the deal Jeff. For the first 60 days I’ll pay you $22 an hour with basically no benefits. If you make it past that I’ll start you out in the mid five figures and a handsome benefit package. Save your moving receipts, at the end of 60 days if we keep you on, I will reimburse all those expenses. As for when to start, just as soon as you can get here. The sooner the better.”

“Is there a dress code Mrs. Landry?”

“Good question, smart boy. Yes, it’s casual dress. No jeans or tee shirts, no flip flops, no shorts. Khaki’s or cotton casual slacks are fine along with a nice shirt. However, the last Friday of every month is a free for all day, you can wear whatever you want within reason. For the women it’s no miniskirts or low tops leaving nothing to the imagination. No skintight pants for the guys and absolutely no muscle shirts. After all, it’s still a business where customers stop in unannounced. Most people wear jeans or shorts in the summer, sometimes a tee shirt, Bob always wears his favorite shirts in the colder months, a long sleeve flannel. Like I said, it’s casual, use common sense and you’ll do fine.”

I needed to think about what had been proposed and run it by my sister, she’d never given me bad advice, I valued her input.

“It’s Wednesday, can I have until Friday? I just need to weigh everything before I say yes. If I decide to do this, I can be here Monday morning.”

“Friday is fine, if you haven’t called by three I’ll scratch your name off the list. I’m hoping you’ll make a decision in our favor. Travel safe.”

Bob gestured for me to rise and then escorted me from the office. The drive home was going to be twelve hours, I decided to stay an extra night and leave early in the morning. It seemed to take forever to get home, half the time my mind was in a haze, there were times I looked around and wondered how I’d gotten there. When I walked in a little after ten Tamara was waiting on the couch, Tim had gone to bed. Patting the cushion next to her she motioned for me to join her.

“Gimme a minute sis, gotta pee.”

By the time I made it back to the family room Tim was awake and sitting across from Tamara. She gently took my hand,

“How’d it go little brother? Did they hire you?”

I laid out all that I’d done along with the proposal Mrs. Landry had presented. When I looked at my sister she made a face.

“Gee, I was hoping you might find something closer. Sounds like a good deal though.”

Tim entered the conversation, “Time to let him go babe. He’s already past 25, he doesn’t need mothering any longer. I think it’s a great opportunity, if for nothing else than to learn and add to his skill level.”

Tamara opened her arms and called me a name only she had ever been allowed to, “C-mere skeeter, give your sister a hug. Tim’s right, this sounds like a good place to start.”

With her arms around my shoulders she squeezed as she’d done a thousand times before and kissed my forehead as she’d done thousands of times before as well. Letting go she sat back.

“Don’t wait until the afternoon Jeff, call in the morning. Let them know you’re ready to go. We’ll help get you packed and on your way by Saturday afternoon. You can stop part way to sleep and then drive the rest Sunday, that way you’ll be bright eyed and chipper Monday morning.”

After arriving in the town of my new employment I called Bob and found out my starting time would be seven, I was in the parking lot waiting at 6:30. Bob motioned for me to follow once he arrived. I didn’t see Mrs. Landry at all the first three days, Bob got me through HR Monday morning and had me elbow deep in trouble shooting by late afternoon. I happened upon her Thursday after lunch, walking toward me she was an intimidating figure. I could see why most called her the warden, because she looked like one and ran a tight ship.

She stopped a few feet from me, “How are you getting along Jeffrey? Bob says you’re doing well and that you’ve grasped our system remarkably fast. That’s music to my ears. Well, have a good day.”

She’d asked and answered the question for me, it seemed an odd way to run a company, and yet it was obviously prospering, keeping over a hundred people employed. Who was I to wonder about how she conducted business? As the weeks went by I would see her here and there, always dressed in business attire of some sort, expensive, stylish and attractive. The more I noticed her the more I realized she was never bare legged, she was always wearing hosiery of some sort. With the hem of her skirts a good three inches above the knee it was always enticing to see her, I considered her to be what my late father would have called her, a foxy old chick.

At the sixty days mark I was reimbursed moving expenses and given an employment package starting at sixty-two thousand a year along with reasonable benefits. While it wasn’t going to set the world on fire, it was far more than I had anticipated and would certainly pay the bills. I kept my nose to the grindstone and had only needed Bob for consultation twice within the first four months. My security clearance came through just after the four-month anniversary, it was also the first time Mrs. Landry stopped in my office. She had two cups of coffee in hand, setting one on my desk before sitting across from me.

“I need you to travel with me in three weeks, make sure your passport is up to date. We’ll be flying to Paris for a week and from there to Copenhagen where we’ll meet with our counterparts in the Dutch equivalency of what we do. Sue in HR will make all the arrangements and keep you in the loop. This will be a high-end trip, make sure you have suits and ties, we want to look our best.”

On the flight over we had a chance to talk. I asked how it was that she possessed some facial features of a black lady, but her skin was not very dark.

She chuckled as she signaled for another glass of apple juice. “That’s an interesting story. My grand dad was from North Dakota, after high school he moved to Chicago and got a job in a chair factory. It was there he met my grandma, a black lady from Alabama. Though society frowned heavily upon mixed race marriages they thumbed their nose at society and married. They had two kids, one being my dad, he married my mom who was white and they had me. So, there isn’t much black blood left in me, that’s part of the reason I have so many white features like my long curly hair and narrow nose. The one thing that stands out is that my lips are more pronounced than most other people, but I live with it.”

“How about the company. How did that start?”

“My dad flew fighters in the Pacific during WW2, something only a handful of black pilots ever got to do. When he got home he went to college on the original GI Bill to get an engineering degree in a new field called aeronautics. He was a visionary and developed a navigational instrument that is still used to this day. When the company became successful, he branched out into what is now called the space program. He was never a big player, but he was innovative enough that the DOD noticed him, and the rest is history.”

While in Paris we spent every hour of every day working together, parting only to use the restroom or at night. We took numerous potential buyers out for meals and drinks, Mrs. Landry always made sure to include me, often deferring questions to me when asked about specific systems. We were in no way buddies, but I wasn’t just some schmuck she’d hired either. There was an element of respect that I hadn’t noticed prior.

Copenhagen was much the same, meetings during the day, dinners and drinks afterward. I’m not much of a drinker and neither is she so there was never any concern about getting plastered and doing something wrong. Our meetings ended on a Thursday giving us most of Friday to meander around the city before our flight left Saturday afternoon.

We agreed to meet for breakfast and then catch one of those sightseeing buses. It was the first time I’d ever seen her in anything but a dress or skirt. In front of me was a shapely mature woman in snug jeans, a pull over top that most certainly accentuated her breasts, and a light coat draped over her arm. My astonishment must have shown, she snapped her fingers in my face bringing me back to reality.

“Snap out of it Jeffrey. We’ve a long day ahead of us, stay focused.”

I was mumbling incoherently, she braced herself and took my arm.

“What? What are you saying?”

Without first engaging my brain I opened my mouth, “You look hot as hell Miss Landry. I’ll be fighting men off all day.”

Her face softened but her tone didn’t, “Stop it Jeffrey. You’re talking nonsense. Let’s have breakfast and be on our way.”

We did the tour thing in the morning, found a nice sidewalk café for lunch and then took it upon ourselves to walk around until early evening. I noticed several times throughout the day that she had been looking at me, almost as though she could see through me. We were both still tired and worn out enough the next day that we slept nearly the entire flight home. When the hired driver introduced himself, she looked at him discriminately.

“Where is my regular driver? I don’t know you.”

“He’s in the hospital, his appendix burst, gonna be alright though.”

I knew Renee was anything but pleased with the way he behaved and spoke. Just before we reached her home she looked at me.

“You’ve done a good job of proving yourself on this trip. Are you interested in a bit more responsibility and taking on new challenges?”

“Yes ma’am, I’m ready for whatever you need me to do.”

The driver opened the door, grabbed her bags taking them to the front stoop where the doorman took them and returned to drive me home. As we drove the driver struck up a conversation I was quite uncomfortable with, although it did resonate with me.

“Quite the lady there bub. I’ll bet she’s a hot one in the sack.”

“I wouldn’t know. She’s my boss, not my girlfriend.”

“They always are ya know, hot that is. They carry themselves as though they’re above others, but in the end they want to be fucked just like every other chick. I’m tellin you sonny, play your cards right and that old broad will be teaching you things in the bedroom you’ve never imagined. Word of advice, don’t push things too quickly, she’ll let you know when she’s ready to tango. It’ll be up to you after that. Yessiree Bob, she’s a hot one under that façade, knew it the minute I saw her.”

His behavior rankled me, “You sir have a filthy mind and a mouth to go with it. Rest assured you’ll never be hired to drive Mrs. Landry again.”

Between jet lag and simple fatigue I tossed and turned most of the night. How could that guy say Miss Landry was a floozy? He didn’t know her like I did, she’d never given me any indication of a wanton sex starved woman hidden inside. Sure, she was sexy and provocative in her own way, and I’d love to have her bright red lipstick on my dipstick, but still, she was my boss. Then there was that nicely shaped ass, what would it feel like slamming my body against it as I pounded into a wet pussy full of my seed.

In my mind I could see the ass waves as I hammered her from behind, my hands desperately clinging to her hips so she couldn’t get away, those bronze-colored outer labia wrapped around my beige colored cock as the bright pink inner lips suctioned the life out of me. Yes, I would definitely fuck her, but that was not a reality, so I let it drift away. A month later she popped her head in the door and announced.

“We’re going to Tokyo and then to Perth, get your staff up to date on any new changes expected while we’re gone and start packing. It won’t be business every day, it’s a two-week trip, pack accordingly.”

The meetings in Tokyo went extremely well as we walked away with not one but two new contracts. The wrench in the gears happened within hours of landing in Perth. We were informed the man we were scheduled to meet with had suffered a stroke and was incapacitated. No one else in his company was qualified to deal with why we were there. At dinner she sat back in a huff.

“Isn’t this a fine how do you do. I don’t feel like paying the extra to fly home early, I haven’t had any time off in years, let’s stay and take the rest of the week off. They can reach us by phone if anything is that urgent.”

Following a light lunch we spent the afternoon walking the beach, noticing there were a number of women who didn’t have tops on. The next day we headed out again after breakfast, she was dressed differently though. She wore a big floppy hat to shield herself from the sun, the light blouse was open and exposed a bright white one-piece suit that almost didn’t cover the sides of her breasts. The bottom was covered with a flimsy sarong that flapped around in the breeze. We had lunch at an oceanside bistro and began our journey back to the hotel. On the way she stopped and removed the sarong so we could wade in the ocean.

I liked the view, walking in front of me I watched as the swimming the suit hugged her butt nicely without making her look like a tramp. Being wet it seemed to become tighter, the fabric was tight enough across her butt that it was indented along her ass crack. I noticed at one point when she was nearly knocked over by a wave that there were little strands of hair along the leg opening as she lifted a leg to regain balance. I grinned thinking to myself, “Of course she’s au-natural, what else would a woman of her class be?” We stopped at a bench a quarter mile from the hotel to rest and take in the view. She opened a door at that point I never expected.

“Now that you’ve seen all these half naked girls with their boobs uncovered and their butts hanging out, I suppose you find my stretch marked aging body less attractive than you did in Copenhagen. I must admit, you caught me off guard Jeff. Never in a million years did I expect anybody to say I looked hot, especially from a handsome young buck like you.”

“A handsome young buck like me?” I asked. “I think you have me confused with some other guy. I’m five foot ten and a hundred eighty pounds with an average face. Nothing to write home about.”

She laughed and squeezed my hand, “You sell yourself short Jeffrey. Anyone of these bimbo’s would jump your bones in a heartbeat. Come on, let’s find somewhere to eat, I’m starved.”

Considering we were in a tourist type area I couldn’t get over the way people stared at us, it wasn’t as if we were the only mixed couple on the beach. As our order was being taken the waiter asked a question he shouldn’t have, “How will you be paying sir?”

Mrs. Landry dropped the menu and stared at the guy, “Cash, now get me the manager.”

After a terse dressing down by Mrs. Landry the manager signaled for someone else to take our order.

She looked extremely pissed, “Jeff, stop looking at these people. Ignore them, we’re here to have a meal and then we’ll leave. Forget these jerks, you’ll never see them again.”

Not wanting to possibly lose our keys at the beach we had left them with the front desk. Walking across the lobby she stopped me.

“I want you to come to my room in an hour. I have a new assignment for you if you’re interested.”

I nodded and went my way wondering what kind of new assignment it might be. I was extremely happy with where I was and I think she knew that, what could it possibly be I wondered. I showered and changed into some casual clothes knocking on her door exactly sixty minutes later. As she opened it she smiled and quipped.

“Right on time, I like that. I’m going to have a glass of wine. Would you like one, or perhaps a beer? Beer it is, be right back.”

With a beer in my hand and a glass of wine in hers she began. “I seldom drink but I need a bit of liquid courage tonight. I’m going to propose something and I want you to assure me you’ll not utter a word of our conversation to anyone. Can you keep your mouth shut?”

I nodded.

“I’m going to warn you up front that if a word of this ever gets out I will destroy you, I have more money and lawyers than you can shake a stick at. Are you still on board?”

“I am, and I have to say, I’m as bewildered as I am intrigued. Just what is this new assignment that is so top secret?”

Her wine glass was half empty, she slammed the remainder down and poured another. With a third of that down she moved next to me on the loveseat.

“I’m 47, successful, wealthy and alone more than I want to be. I don’t want love or a new husband, but like every other human I have needs that are seldom satisfied. You’re the first younger man I’ve trusted, I know what I want and I’m not afraid to say so. Jeffrey, I want you to be my lover. I haven’t had a man since my husband died and I’m way past needing one. I must be careful though, just any man won’t do. I’ve watched you and been with you in numerous situations for over half a year now, I can trust you, I can relax with you, I think I can be a lover with you.”

Talk about something completely unexpected, my mind was a whirligig that wouldn’t stop. The only thing I knew to do was plant a kiss on those luscious lips, one that lasted well over a minute. She pulled back and smiled, then pushed forward so her abundant chest was pressed into me as we kissed again. Leaning back she took my hands in hers.

“You’re a good kisser, I love passionate kisses. Unbutton my blouse Jeff, and from here on, when we’re alone you’re to call me Renee. Not boss, or Mrs. Landry, Renee. I want to hear you say my name when you make love to me. Yes, you’re going to make love to me, that’s what lovers do. Take it off and undo my bra. Mmmm, it feels good to get that thing off, now, lips on nipples, time to get started.”

I lunged like a starving baby latching onto a nipple and sucking like a Hoover. She pushed me back giving me a scolding look.

“Not so hard, take it in and suck lightly, I’ll let you know when I want them mauled.”

I attended to the large swells with thick protruding nipples and areola all puckered up. She pulled my head tight and whispered.

“Bite them softly as you suck.”

As I did her body began to quiver and shake. I’d been with enough girls to know a real orgasm, there was no way she could fake what was happening to her body. When her body calmed she pushed back slightly taking ahold of the snap on my dockers popping it open and tugging the zipper down.

“Stand up so I can get these things off. Oh my, how lovely, long enough to completely fill me, cut, and thick, I didn’t know you had a summer sausage in your pants. It may take me a little while getting used to this thing, but I’m going to fit every bit of it in me before dawn.”

I took control at that point, pushing her back I opened her slacks and breathed in the aroma of her excitement, an uncovered dark black fuzzy bush greeted me. I pulled the pants off and buried my face in her bush. Her hands were on the back of my head instantly, her hips pushing up and down against my tongue. I found her love button and bit it ever so softly, she let out a shriek and grabbed the sheets.

That driver of so many months ago had been right, she was one hot little fuck, only she wasn’t so little. She was beefy and ready for whatever I had to offer. I played with her warm and malleable tits as I licked her sweet tasting cunny, her hips were involuntarily bucking up and down just as the second oral orgasm struck. Her head went back, her voice filled the night air.

“Oh Jeff. This is so good. I knew you were the one the day I interviewed you. I just had to make sure. Mmm, down just a bit. Oh shit, oh my god, I can’t stop cumming.”

When she pushed me away I sat up watching my chubby older minx. She had extra pounds, but oh my, it was going to be wonderful having that much more to love. Reaching around me she took my cock in hand and stroked it softly, then leaning around and across my abdomen she put half my cock in her mouth giving me a sloppy blow job. With my cock wet and ready she lay back with her legs spread, her breasts were splayed to the sides slightly, she cupped them and shaped them into cones.

“They need more attention Jeff. You’ll fit in my saddle snuggly, I want every inch of cock you have. Give it to Renee, fill me up with seed, fuck me until I beg you to stop.”

The new potty mouth Renee surprised me, but I must admit that it also excited me. Moving forward over her it seemed as though my cock knew exactly where it should be, with the head pushing into the wetness she raised her hips slightly and it popped right in. I was in a few inches when she put her hands on my chest pulling the hair to get my attention.

“Go slow until you’re in all the way, then I want it easy until we’re in sync. After that you can fuck me as hard as you want. When you get ready to cum do it, I love the feeling of sperm when it hits my cervix, it sends me over the moon.”

It took at least two or three minutes before we were moving in perfect time with each other, her hips were pushing up to meet my every downward stroke. It was then she looked at me.

“I’m ready. Fuck her hard. Own my pussy Jeff. Make me your lover. Ahh, that feels so damn good.”

As I picked up the pace and held her legs behind the knees I wondered who this filthy mouthed woman beneath me was. I’d never heard so much as damn or hell from her mouth, and here she was telling me to fuck her pussy, to own it, to fill it with cum. With my hands flat against the back of her knees her legs were literally alongside her body, I was above pounding with every ounce of energy I possessed. She quickly grabbed a pillow and slid it under her head, looking down as my cock went in and out she smiled and cooed.

“Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would ever have a young white cock stuffed in my brown pussy, and what a lovely cock it is, now I don’t want to go without. I’m there Jeff, harder, faster, AAHHHH.”

The noises and expletives leaving her mouth only fed my raw libido, I pumped for all I was worth, when I began to erupt she squealed.

“I can feel it coming up your cock, oh my god I’ve never felt that before. Good boy, good boy, give Renee all of that baby juice, fill me up, I wanna feel it dribbling from my pussy.”

As I pumped the last of my seed deep within I let go of her legs, they instantly wrapped around my waist holding me tight to her body. I was out of breath and had little to no strength left in my arms, I dropped on top of her, those large warm tits providing a cushion. She smiled and pulled me to her lipstick covered warm lips. With her tongue invading my mouth I let her lead the way, her legs had dropped to the side, her hips were pushing gently into mine. Breaking the kiss she smiled.

“Do you like these thick lips Jeff?” I nodded. “Tomorrow I’ll wrap them around your lovely cock and suck your balls dry. How does that sound?”

I was lost in a dream somewhere, this wasn’t actually happening. No way was I balls deep in Mrs. Landry, the woman others called the prison warden. And yet, as my dick softened and began to slip out it became very real. She rolled me to the side and threw her thick leg over mine, her drenched pussy was leaking all over my thigh as she ground against it. Man oh man, what a wild piece of ass, I was on pins and needles waiting to recharge so I could nail her once more before we went to sleep. That didn’t happen, we were both sated to the point that we fell asleep holding onto one another.

I woke an hour or so later with my hand on a big old titty, caressing, squeezing, molding it. Renee was on her back with a leg cocked to the side, I made an executive decision and set about to fuck her while she slept. Making sure I didn’t jiggle the bed I stealthily maneuvered between her legs making sure my raging hardon didn’t touch anything but the wet entrance of her pussy. Pushing in I made it halfway before she stirred, then a little deeper, on the third stroke she opened her eyes flashing me a grin.

“This is lovely Jeff, I’ve never been screwed in my sleep. Please don’t let this be the last time you wake me like this.”

Her hips were already pushing up to meet my thrust when she stopped moving and put her hands on my chest.

“Pull out, I want it from behind. I love doggy, go deep and hard Jeff, deep and hard.”

Twenty minutes later she was screaming like a child watching a horror film and I was grunting like some sort of feral animal. I surprised myself when I pulled out, a string of cum stayed attached to my cock and her pussy as I backed away, it was like the beginning of a spider web. I found it hard to believe I came that hard after only a few hours of sleep, my balls and semen gland were obviously operating in an overtime status.

Room service delivered our steaks a bit after ten, sex was not on the menu anymore that night, sleep overtook us quickly. We ordered a room service breakfast and she followed up with the blow job she had promised. She was as good as she said she was, those lovely painted lips wrapped around my cock, she had taken a full five inches before I coated her mouth with spunk.

That afternoon and evening were down time for us, we snacked and watched movies. The following day she was in a teaching mode again and informed me I was going to learn how to do a woman’s back door and not hurt her. She first had me lube her heavily and then taught me how to insert a butt plug, not a skinny little thing, it was two inches or more across at the widest point. With the plug in place we began to make out, she poured some baby oil on her chest and showed me what a titty fuck was all about. I was ready to explode when she stopped me and turned around with her ass in the air.

“Okay Jeff, put more lube on your cock, nice and thick. Gently pull the plug out and put the head of your dick against my rosebud, yes, like that. Now push in gently but steadily. That’s right, keep steady pressure. Oh, there, you’re in. Give me a minute to relax before you start.”

I’m not sure if I was out of stamina or she was simply that good because I didn’t last ten minutes before I shot a load into her ass. She’d been rubbing her clit and timed it almost perfectly, I was still sending seed into her ass when she went over the edge. Lying in a daze after we’d finished she put her arm over my chest.

“I don’t cum from anal, not unless I get myself off. I did it to please my husband, I’ve read that men like the idea of a woman giving them her ass. You can have it again but not for a while.”

Laying over her upper body I was mauling her big, luscious tits with my left hand, “I don’t need your ass Renee, I get all the satisfaction I need from your pussy and mouth.”

She patted my cheek, “I know, but some women like a lot of anal, if you should marry one, you’ll want to know what you’re supposed to do. Like I said, we’ll do it again, just not real soon.”

The remainder of the week was spent touring and in bed screwing. We were so worn out when we got back we simply went to our perspective homes and crashed. It being a Saturday we had a much-needed day to rest and recuperate. Sunday evening she called.

“Hi Jeff. Did you have a chance to rest? I’m going to be walking funny the next few days but it was well worth it. Don’t forget our arrangement, we say nothing. If I need you during work hours I’ll let you know where and when. Tomorrow is a workday, I’ll see you there and things will be as they have been, don’t become upset or offended if I bark at you. You’re my lover, but I need to maintain who and what the others think I am. The prison warden. Good night Jeff, I absolutely enjoyed myself this past week, and you making love to me in my sleep, that was the best.”

Lying in bed staring at a dark ceiling I thought about how I never would have imagined that an older slightly overweight gestapo of a boss could be so sex driven and uninhibited. Other than once when she wasn’t feeling well, I had nailed her a minimum of once every day while we were in Australia.

Work was work, I went about my normal duties and she maintained the façade of being a hardnosed tight ass old wench. We’d been back from Perth a little over three weeks when I was summoned to her office. She really did have an issue with her computer which made it easier to keep our hands to home. When I was finished she spoke softly next to my face.

“Come to the office at 5:30, all the others will be gone. Find something to busy yourself with until then. Go, and don’t come back tired.”

When I walked in her office at 5:30 she called security and told them she’d be working late, to secure the building and monitor things via closed circuit TV. With the door closed she stood and walked to the front of her desk where she immediately lifted her pencil skirt waist high. A pair of stay up sheer stockings greeted me along with a pair of basic white panties.

“Take them off and lick me Jeff.”

When I had taken her over the top she spun, opened her legs and bent over the desk telling me to give it to her. So I did. It was fast and furious, but it was good. When I pulled out our mixed juices were slowly making their way down her thigh. The nasty little bitch gave me another surprise as she scooped some onto a finger and sucked it clean, then presented me with the same thing. My mind was saying don’t do it as I opened and clamped my lips onto her finger. It didn’t revolt me in the slightest, as long as it was what she and I had created. Using Kleenex to wipe herself clean she sucked on my dick like a straw until I was clean then stood up with my face in her hands.

“Thanks Jeff, I needed that in the worst way. Come to my country home Friday night, we’re going to fuck all weekend. Now, go back to IT, I’ll alert security that you’re still here when I leave. Let them find and escort you out. They’ll never suspect a thing.”

So it went for the next few months, an occasional quickie after hours, or in her office while the others were at lunch. A blow job in an empty office, her leaning over boxes in the locked storage area with her panties around her knees and my cock buried balls deep in her warm loving pussy. Then there were the weekends at her country home. Which brings us back to the beginning of this story. What others thought was going to be an ass chewing for me was in reality going to be an evening with my cock buried in her pussy, her mouth, or her butt, whichever she decided.

Tonight would be the first time she’d had me come to her home in the city. I was wondering what prompted her to risk exposing our lovers’ tryst, she had much more to lose than I did. Watching her stop in the doorway of her office she surveyed the room she’d walked through, workers busy, the sounds of commerce all around. She looked stately, very busy and lady like, though she was solid throughout she wasn’t fat by any means, that I knew for a fact.

I had spent many a night or weekend loving that body. Her large breasts eager to be sucked and played with, her curvaceous butt inviting a playful slap or two, those thick thighs waiting to cradle my body as she guided me into her steamy love nest. Then there was the occasional evening when she’d be hands and knees in the middle of the bed with a butt plug in place and an ample amount of anal lube. With all of that there was still more, she loved using her mouth on me as much as I loved mumbling in the moss. Her thick thighs would squeeze my head as her body writhed in ecstasy, hips pumping into my face, her hands on her breasts pulling and pinching the nipples, my face coated with her savory girl cream.

There was so much more to Mrs. Landry than those watching her enter her office knew of, and I was glad. This lady was teaching me more about pleasing a woman than any library could, the woman I would someday marry would be the benefactor of all she was teaching me. I’d never been to her ‘in town’ place as she called it, when I drove up a valet instantly met me. He didn’t ask my name, he simply stated.

“Mrs. Landry said you would be coming by. She seemed in a good mood when she arrived, I hope your business meeting goes well.”

Before he could get away I asked, “Does Mrs. Landry conduct business often?”

“No sir. You’re the first I know of, and I’ve been here almost four years. Have a good evening sir.”

The place reeked of opulence, a locked lobby with security guard who would call the apartment you were visiting to confirm you were supposed to be there. Renee lived on the eleventh floor, it wasn’t until I exited the elevator that I realized there were only four apartments on that floor. I walked to number three and was going to ring the bell when the door opened, there stood Renee in a soft looking robe, it looked like she was getting ready to take a shower. Pulling me inside she spun and trapped me against the wall. With her body tight to mine she leaned in for a kiss. After a few minutes of soft kisses she drew back a little.

“Thanks for being on time Jeff. I have dinner ordered, it will be here by the time we’re out of the shower. Follow me and get naked. I want you to take me from behind in the shower, it’ll feel good having the hot water on my body and your cock in me.”

What I walked into was no ordinary shower, no-sirree Bob, it had an overhead rain fixture, regular shower heads on the ends and water coming from jets in the walls, and most exciting for me is that the walls were full of grab bars. I could bend her over anywhere I wanted and nail her. I washed her body with one of those girlie scrubby things and then hand washed the special parts. From behind I took extra time washing her breasts, cupping them, molding them, pulling on the nipples and squeezing them, her head was back against my body the entire time.

When my hands dropped to her pussy she opened her legs slightly. I dropped to one knee and began to wash between her legs making sure I didn’t get soap inside her. I rinsed her legs and softly played with her pussy lips, then drew my fingers up the crack of her ass across that tight rosebud. When I did that she let out a soft squeal and pushed against me, as I stood she grabbed a bar and bent over wiggling her ass back and forth. Looking over her shoulder she smiled and spoke.

“You’re becoming a good lover Jeff, it’s time to fill my pussy with cum. I want you to fuck me hard tonight baby, I need to be treated like your slut. Use me, just don’t abuse me. Stick it in, come on, I’m horny as hell, I nearly had you come to my office and give me a taste before you left.”

When you’re in a hot shower it has a tendency to wash away the slickness of a woman’s arousal and can take longer to get her ready, not tonight, Renee was as slick as any time before. I sank balls deep on the first stroke, she pushed back and shouted, “More”. Damn this woman could be a wild piece of ass at times. Wasting no time I rammed into her as hard as I could, the little ass waves were perpetual, her tits were swinging wildly, slapping together at times.

She had gone through one leg shaking orgasm when the signs of a second one began, that in turn made mine only moments away, as she was tightening her Kegels I could feel the sperm begin its journey, so did she.

“We’re gonna cum together Jeff. Oh my God this is so fucking gooooo….”

She didn’t get another word out as her body shook and quaked. I rammed forward with one last lunge and pumped her full of man seed to the point that it was seeping down her leg, being washed away by the hot stinging water. I could feel her legs begin to buckle and grabbed her, holding her against my body as she gripped the bar. I helped her stand upright and spun her to face me. A minute later she’d regained her composure and breathing.

Patting my chest she kissed me and said something she’d not said before, “Thank you. It was wonderful. I’m hungry, let’s dress quickly, the food should arrive in about fifteen minutes. I hope you like Japanese Kobe beef, it’s delicious.”

In the bedroom she had a suit ready for me, and I don’t mean an inexpensive suit. It had to be something in the grand or two range. She smiled.

“I had you measured once when you slept after a rousing session at the lake. Do you remember the day I gave you a blow job for breakfast, then you took me on the deck after lunch, and none to gently I might add, we finished the day with you cumming in my butt just before bed? You were one worn out lad. I called my tailor and had him measure you, you didn’t so much as stir. Put it on, I want to show you off tonight.”

I was amazed at how well it fit. This woman was full of surprises. We were dressed and waiting, she looked inviting. A burgundy-colored dress with a V neck that stopped mid-cleavage, the tops of her breasts were prominent, pushed together, soft mounds inviting your eyes to stare. The bodice was snug to her body but not too tight, fitting nicely across her hips and tummy, showing off her butt. Seamed stockings drew one’s eyes to her legs hidden beneath a hemline three to four inches above her knees. In the bedroom she could be extremely slutty, tonight she looked very businesslike.

A string of pearls and matching earrings along with a diamond bracelet topped it off. She sat across from me crossing and uncrossing her legs, providing me with an unfettered view up her skirt to the bright yellow panties hugging her brown pussy. I was getting hard when the doorbell rang, the caterers came in with what looked like enough food for ten people, two minutes behind them were four others. She invited them in and introduced me, all were from out of town, all looking as successful as Renee.

There was a black couple with a wife that looked as if she should be on the cover of magazines, then there was a white guy, like me, with a dainty oriental woman. As the evening progressed I would come to know she was his fiancé. The caterers served the Kobe beef, the most tender beef I’d ever tasted, along with a lovely assortment of side dishes. With the meal done, the dining area cleared and cleaned, the caterers were ready to leave, as they did Renee tipped the three of them one hundred dollars each.

The conversation following was cordial, stories were shared and laughed about, all in all it was a very relaxed atmosphere. They asked a few questions of me which I was able to answer with ease, that seemed to relax Renee as she smiled at me and winked. They left about ten thirty, we adjourned to the bedroom where she started to change and provided me with a pair of silk pajamas. I’m not a pajama guy, she told me it was only until we were ready for bed and she expected me nude after that.

I was on the couch when she emerged from the bedroom, my cock jumped, she was wearing nothing but a half bra with a transparent wrap and no panties. Sitting next to me she covered us with a blanket, reaching under it she gripped my cock. Gently stroking her fingers found the waistband and dipped inside, when she touched my dick it jumped, she smiled and kissed me.

“Mmmmmm. I’ve been thinking of having this in my mouth since dinner. We’ll get to that in a minute, but first, thank you for being here, you made a marvelous first impression. I couldn’t tell you earlier but we will be doing a huge contract for them this fall and they wanted to meet my IT guy. All four of them grew up in the same neighborhood, after college they got together again and formed a business that serves the aeronautic industry. If they continue in this direction, they’ll be huge in another five years.”

I cupped her breast and flicked an exposed nipple, it reacted as I had hoped by getting hard immediately. Stroking the side of my face she cooed.

“You like those hooters don’t you? Well, maybe instead of a blow job I’ll let you titty fuck them? You can explode all over my chest and chin. How would that be?”

She pushed the bra down so her breasts were completely exposed, I was gently caressing one as I talked.

“I know you told me that you worked your way up through and eventually inherited the business. What I have a hard time understanding is why you’re still single. My gosh, you’re a sex machine in the bedroom, and once in awhile spread across your desk at work, or sucking my cock in the supply room, or sitting on my face in the back of your SUV. Why did you pick me to sleep with you?”

She laughed softly, “Number one. Yes, I inherited the business along with my husband, it was a 60/40 deal with me holding sixty percent. Rodney, my late husband, was a good engineer and businessman, he was also impulsive and at times made foolish decisions. Because my dad flew, he wanted to fly, which was okay, but once he’d gotten his license, he typically only flew enough to maintain his rating. It was one of his impulsive decisions that resulted in his death along with the death of Gregory, our only child.”

I could see she was choking up and went for a glass of water, after taking a drink and a deep breath she resumed.

“They had flown to Oklahoma to watch the Sooners play intending to fly home the next day. When they got the weather report that storms were moving in, instead of waiting one more day he thought he could get out ahead of the system. He didn’t, they crashed less than 100 miles from home. I not only had to bury my husband at the age of 38 I also had to bury my only child. I never forgave him for that. My answer to the heartache and grief was the business. I poured myself into it and here we are.”

My heart hurt for her, “Nobody should have to endure that Renee. I’m sorry I opened a can of worms. Something I don’t understand though is why me? What made you choose me to be your lover?”

“It’s quite simple Jeff. We aren’t a threat to each other. You’re going to meet miss perfect along the way, fall in love, get married and have babies. As it should be. I’m not looking for a long-term relationship, the more I was around you the more I realized you could be discreet. I needed a lover, you needed an outlet for pent up young men’s desires without fears of pregnancy or strings attached.”

I was sitting back gazing at her, she slid in tight to my body, “In case you’re wondering, you’re the first since Rodney died. Can we not talk about this anymore tonight? I want you to do something special for me Jeff. Make love to me slowly with lots of passionate kisses. I need to be loved tonight.”

Which is exactly what we did, twice before morning. The first was missionary with us looking into each other’s eyes most of the time, the second was in the middle of the night on our sides with me behind. She was wet enough that I managed to get my cock inside while she was asleep, within seconds she was awake, lifted her leg and gave me entrance to bury it entirely within. By the time we finished she was on her tummy pushing her ass up to meet my strokes.

I only went to her city apartment a few more times, we would meet at her country home most weekends, she still had me take her in the office from time to time. On a Saturday when there were only a handful of us working, me being the only male, she snuck into the men’s room and gave me a blowjob. The office escapades weren’t often, but they were always exciting. We were at a conference in Las Vegas when everything began to change. After a day of long sometimes boring meetings we were at a very upscale restaurant waiting for our order to be taken, I watched as a young black woman walked toward our table.

As she got there she stopped, “Aunt Renee. What are you doing here?”

Renee looked over her shoulder and grinned, “What are you doing here Ann? I thought you were abroad. Have a seat, talk to me.”

Over the next twenty minutes we were availed of her past two years. She had been abroad working in Frankfurt until the company was bought out and all international offices were closed. She’d been back in the states three months and was still looking for work that paid comparable to what she had before. I noticed Renee perk up when she said that, finally Renee asked.

“Why are you here in Vegas?”

“I’m here with friends. Cheryl and Bill were coming here for a week and asked if I wanted to come along. We split the cost of a suite so there would be decent sleeping arrangements and a modicum of privacy. They’re at a casino and here I am ready to eat alone.”

Renee put up her hand, “You are not going to eat alone. We haven’t ordered, dine with us, my treat.”

We had booked a suite in another hotel separate from the conference for reasons of privacy, after saying goodnight to Ann we hailed a taxi. In the room we enjoyed a quick shower and then made love before settling to sleep. Renee was in my arms when she spoke.

“She likes you Jeff, I could see it in her eyes. I think the two of you would be good together.”

I pushed back looking at her with bewilderment, “Why are you saying this? Are you tired of me after only fifteen months? I thought we had a good thing going.”

Lying on our sides looking at each other she cupped my cheek with her hand, “We do have a good thing going Jeff, but honey we both knew this wouldn’t last forever. She isn’t my biological niece, her mother and I have been close since second grade, Ann has always addressed me as auntie Renee. I meant what I said, she likes you and I think the two of you would make each other happy. She’s only a year younger than you.”

“Yeah but, what if she finds a job who knows where? I don’t want to leave Landry. I like working for you.”

“I somehow don’t think that’s going to be an issue my young lover. She has a degree in accounting and I’m in need of another person in finance, who better than someone I know and trust. Now, before you begin making statements about me being by myself you should know there are any number of suitors in my age bracket who’d love to get into my panties. Jeff, you woke something up inside me, I don’t want to be without a man to love me any longer.”

“What about us though? Are we going to continue being lovers? I don’t think I could do that, you know, be with two women at the same time.”

“If you and Ann hit it off there will no longer be an “us”. If and when the two of you connect we will stop. We can work together and know that we helped each other along the way. To be honest, being with you was completely unexpected, I never thought I would want another relationship. In the meantime, why don’t you pursue Ann and see if there’s any chemistry, and until that point we’ll see each other. Okay?”

The next morning Renee contacted Ann and offered her a job, which she accepted on the spot. With Ann on the same floor I was it made things easier regarding an invitation to lunch or stopping by her office to say hello. Within a few weeks we were comfortable enough with each other for me to invite her to dinner. We didn’t kiss that night, in fact we didn’t kiss the second date. I was waiting for her to make the first move. The next night I was lying in Renee’s love saddle slowly stroking in and out of her warm succulent pussy when she asked how things were with Ann.

I raised up without missing a beat, “We’re making love Renee, what kind of question is that?”

“I can multitask, answer the question.”

“Let me finish, you’ve cum twice, I still need to. Help me out.”

With her arms snaked around my neck she pulled my mouth to her nipples and began massaging my cock with her Kegel muscles. With a nipple in my mouth and her hips pushing upward into me I spewed every bit of semen I had into her receptive pussy. Rolling to the side I had my head against her breast catching my breath, she was stroking my hair with her fingers.