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I sucked at his cock, wanting to taste his come, wanting it
on my face and breasts.

I moved my hand to his cock as my orgasm ebbed, stroking him
into my open mouth. Brent grunted his pleasure and thrust into my hand and
mouth.

We moved together, my mouth and hand, his hips and cock,
until the first jet of his hot white seed shot onto my tongue. I kept stroking
his hard flesh as shot after shot hit me, one on my cheek, another on my
breasts, then I sucked him into my mouth, letting him have his final moment in
my mouth.

Brent’s entire body pulsed one final time, and I looked up
at him, his eyes burning down into mine.

I knew then this wasn’t going to be a onetime dalliance, a
mistake we’d forget. Oh no, I was his now and he was mine.

Brent pulled away from my mouth and brought me the drink
that had come with dinner; a glass of red wine.

“I don’t want you to wash away my taste but I thought you
might appreciate a drink.”

“Thanks. We’ll have to do that more often. I loved watching
your face as you came in my mouth.” I teased back, wanting to give him some of
what he’d given me.

“I like that.” Brent said, settling beside me.

“I guess I should get home,” I prompted, wondering what he
wanted to do now.

“I think I have another round in me, if you want to stay for
a little while longer.” He said in a casual tone. I knew he wanted me to stay
but wouldn’t keep me here.

Tomorrow, I promised myself. Tomorrow we’ll figure out
whether I still have a job. Tomorrow I’ll condemn myself for fucking a married
man. Tomorrow I’ll worry about my future. Tomorrow I’ll worry that one night
simply was not enough.

I hadn’t meant to start this day bent over my boss’s desk,
his face buried deep in my pussy, but twenty minutes later that’s where I was.
I’d face the consequences tomorrow.

The End of Book 1
of 5

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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

“I do adore those new pants you’re wearing Callie?” Brent
spoke into my hair as he walked up behind me, his hands smoothing over my
bottom.

I looked around the office and saw that nobody was in, all
of the doors open and black except mine and Brent’s.

I turned in his arms, my hands sliding up his chest as our
lips met in a searing kiss that left me wanting to slide the silk pants off.

I’d changed over the last few weeks, my confidence rising as
my affair with Brent continued. My wardrobe had started to change as well,
tailored pants making their way into my closet along with some blouses meant to
showcase my figure without being over the top.

“Like the new wardrobe, huh?” I whispered against his lips,
teasing him with mine as we held our embrace.

“I do indeed. I love the button-up blouses as well, it’s as
though I unwrap a present with each button.” He whispered back, pulling me
tighter to his hard chest.

“Good.” I said, suddenly breaking away. “But I have to
finish this up in the next half hour. Then we can head back to my condo.”

“Shall we get dinner first?” Brent asked leaning against the
table in the break room.

“If you’d like. Or I can cook.” He knew that meant we’d
likely end up eating sandwiches I prepared after a long session of sex so I’d
be naked.

“Oh, definitely let’s eat at your place.” He responded eagerly,
his face smiling as his head bobbed in agreement.

“Right, I’ll be done in a few minutes, I’m just going to get
these papers together, and then I have to do a few other things. Then we can
go.” I left him with a promise in my eye.

I went back to my office, my pulse still fluttering from
Brent’s kiss.

I had it bad.

The one-time sex jaunt I’d planned had turned into an affair
I hadn’t planned on. But it was so good and Brent just gave me feelings unlike
any I’d ever felt before.

I’d seen his kindness when he took all of us employees out
to work in a soup kitchen one Sunday. I’d seen him giving money to strangers
and in the form of large tips to the wait-staff. He was always doing something
to give back.

And he was so gentle, loving and caring with me. He never
spoke to me crossly and if anyone else was in the office we kept it strictly
professional but I knew, with a sly wink I knew he was thinking of me.

He didn’t treat me like a mistress with flower and gifts of
lingerie; he continued to treat me like an equal, in our private time and at
work.

In between fits of laughter as we watched really bad movies
we mocked, we made love, we talked, and we really grew to know each other.

The one thing we didn’t talk about was his wife or his home
life. By silent but mutual agreement we left those subjects alone.

I don’t like the fact that he’s married, and I’m not proud
that we’re having an affair, but I can’t stop. He means too much to me now.

I finished up my work quickly and went over the contents of
my fridge in my head. Nope, a trip to the market was in order before we went to
my place.

As we trundled through the store 20 minutes later, Brent had
me giggling as he suddenly lost that Mr. Serious persona and went into
kid-mode.

He started picking up vegetables and waggling his eyebrows
at me as he made comments.

A particularly penis-shaped potato had us both staring in
shock before we both burst out laughing.

“I think you could replace me with that thing.” Brent
teased.

“I think I could replace an entire football team with that
potato!” I shot back, enjoying the banter.

“Well, I’ll just replace your melons,” he paused to grin at
me mischievously, “with these.”

Brent held up two cantaloupes to his chest, and I paused
studying the fruits. Tapping my bottom lip with my finger I looked over the
crop of fruit spread out before us before picking two more up.

“No, I think these are about the right size. Those other two
are too small.”

Brent bent over with laughter as I replaced the melons and
we carried on through the store.

Brent’s antics continued as we left the store with a cart,
Brent pushing off of the ground with a kick and standing on the bottom rack of
the cart to speed through the aisles to my car.

I would have been slightly embarrassed if someone I was with
had that before but now I just saw it as one of the ways Brent embraced and
lived his life. He enjoyed living and took every opportunity to do so.

I smothered a giggle and got into the driver’s seat, heading
us in the direction of my home.

“So how’s the launch going for the new package we dropped
earlier this month?” I asked, knowing Brent would have all of the latest facts
and figures.

“Much better than even I expected. I do believe you’ll all
be getting a raise. And I have a surprise as well.”

I shifted in my seat, taking the exit we needed and looking
over at Brent for a moment.

“Oh, a raise isn’t enough then?” I asked with a grin of
satisfaction.

“Nope, you all deserve something really special. You worked
hard on that package. I’m taking all of us up to the mountains for the weekend,
to some cabins I’ve read about up there. Every employee has their own cabin so
they can bring their families if they want to and everything is already paid
for, right down to the drinks and food.”

“Oh that’s awesome, Brent! But what about if they can’t make
it?”

“I’ve asked around, hinted at things here and there and
everybody’s free, including you. So off we’re going. I’m announcing it
tomorrow.” Brent was like a kid at Christmas, his excitement evident as his
eyes shone with happiness.

Just another example of Brent giving back and caring for
others.

I really do admire this man.

We travelled to the cabins in a small company bus, all of
us crammed into the seats with our luggage and spouses, if we had them.

I sat with one of my female co-workers, a woman I
considered an equal and friend.

“I love Brent for doing this for us.” Janine said, holding
her hand over her rather flat chest. “He’s so incredible!”

“He really is. And the raise isn’t anything to sneeze at
either.” I quipped, wanting to head the discussion in a different direction.

“His wife is so lucky. He’s handsome, rich, and utterly
brilliant. The men I end up dating are nothing like him at all. Maybe I should
take a page from you and look at changing myself a little, to attract a better
class of men?”

I looked at the tall, overly thin woman, trying to ignore
the part about his wife. Her clothes were all black, and I do mean all of them,
and the color just washed out the already pale blond.

“Maybe some different colors?” I offered, the clothes
weren’t bad, just the colors.

We discussed a new wardrobe for Janine and I promised to
go into the shops with her when we stopped at one of the local places for
shopping later that day.

“Alright, this isn’t a company retreat.” Brent said,
standing up as the bus slowed to turn off to the cabin office.

“You’re all free to do as you choose but we are going out
in about an hour to see some of the area, do some shopping, and have lunch.
There’s a bar here, a restaurant, and anything else you might want so if you
don’t want to go into town, that’s fine too. Just remember to tell the staff
you’re part of my group so I can pick up the tab.”

Cheers filled the van once more and I could see a pleased
smile on Brent’s face as he sat back down.

We had a long night planned as he’d somehow managed to
make this trip without his wife. It was going to be the first time we truly
spent the night together and we planned on taking full advantage of it.

We spent the next few hours shopping, with all of my
coworkers like kids, buying groceries and booze on Brent’s dime, and I helped
Janine pick out a few outfits in a shop we stopped at. The difference was
immediate and noticeable as soon as she put something with color on. She
stopped blending into the walls and wore one new top out of the store.

I wondered if my slight transformation had been so
dramatic and looked over at Brent as we got back on the bus, his wink telling
me he liked Janine’s new look and that I’d helped her.

By the time everyone had gone off to feed themselves then
head for the bar I was tired. I walked over to Brent’s cabin under the cover of
darkness and knocked on his door.

I didn’t wait long before he was pulling me into his arms
and kicking the door shut.

“I’ve been wanting to get that dress off of you all
fucking day!” He breathed against my neck as he pulled apart the buttons of the
long but form fitting emerald green silk dress I had on.

His hands immediately cupped my breasts, pushing me back
against the solid door as his lips claimed mine.

One hand travelled down my body, pulling up my left thigh
to his waist.

“Somebody missed me.” I breathed against his lips as he
moved his mouth to my neck, one hand still teasing my nipple through my thin
lace bra.

“I need you.” He moaned as he knelt down, licking my
nipple on the way.

My left hand grasped at the door knob as his tongue
slicked hotly between my nether lips. His hands moved up, spreading my pussy so
that he could get directly at my clit without messing around.

My body slid down a little as the first thrill of pleasure
blazed through me, my hands seeking out his head as I pushed back against the
door.

His tongue beat at my clit quickly and I knew he wanted to
make me come before he’d go any further.

I gave myself up to the heady feel of Brent pleasuring me,
and let the pleasure build, the tension rising as he alternately sucked at my
clit or licked it. Brent shifted and his tongue went back to that special place
as my body finally letting go of the pressure that had been building. I cried
out, my dress open and pushed aside to keep it away from Brent’s face, my legs
spread to welcome him, and his face in my pussy.

“Don’t stop, Brent.” I urged, wanting him to wring out
every last drop of pleasure from me he could.

I continued to feel his tongue on me throughout the waves
of pleasure and I came so hard I thought I was going to turn inside out. I
gasped, I moaned, and I came all over his face with vocal pleasure.

Brent stepped away with a satisfied smile, pleased at his
own work.

“You always do every job with your all, don’t you?” I
teased, accepting the glass of white wine he offered. My throat was parched
after all of that crying out.

“I aim to please.” He winked at me, the sight somehow
stirring me once again.

The man’s face was a window to his soul, he could hide
behind it when he needed to but when he opened it to you every thought he had
was clear.

“I’ve made some dinner, I suggest we eat first. I have a
long night planned.” He took my hand and led me into the dining room, the large
windows all covered by blinds to allow us privacy.

I sat across from him, my dress undone with only one
button to hold it together, teasing him as I sucked long flat noodles into my
mouth.

My hair had come down in our play against the door and my
ample body was on display for him.

“I may not make it through this meal if you keep staring
at me with that look in your eye.” Brent spoke, his hand going down to adjust
what appeared to be a very thick erection.

I knew it was from experience.

I grinned at him, wondering how long it would be before he
was cock deep in my pussy with me bent over the table.

“Are you saying I’m a bad girl?” A teasing quirk of my
eyebrow accompanied my challenging words.

“I am. And if you keep being naughty I just might have to
spank you.” His words weren’t harsh, just a delicious promise.

“And would you spank me over the table or would you put me
over your knee?” I inquired, prolonging the playful conversation.

“Over the table. I could get a better angle like that.
Your ass would be right there, waiting for the hot slap. Then I could watch
your beautiful ass turn red as the heat from the sting spread through your
flesh.” His face had turned serious as he spoke, the words stirring him.

I licked my fork slowly, a dare in my eyes. Brent inhaled
deeply, slowly, through his nose before standing up.

“Come on then, I want your tits flat against the table.”
Brent ordered.

I knew this was only a game that he’d stop as soon I made
a sound of pain or even said “ow”. I liked these games, I liked when he took
control and I loved the feel of his hands slapping my ass, the slight blow
making my pussy twitch.

“Yes, sir.” I bent over. I’d instigated this play after a
session in the heated pool at my condo a week ago. Brent had gone along with
me, eager to please me.

From the way he reacted tonight I knew he was enjoying it
as well.