Pt. 63 - One Night in Dallas

This is part 63 of my continuing story.

I suggest reading Pt. 61 - No Rest for The Weary and Pt. 62 - Mixing Business and Fun! before you get started on this chapter.

All my characters are well over the age of consent.

This is fictional work. Fiction means made up. I am a storyteller.

Any mistakes are mine as I create and edit my own work. Please forgive my typos.

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Dallas, Texas, Thursday morning

I slowly opened my eyes.

I was naked, in a warm bed, sporting a large and dangerous hard on nicely nestled into the butt crack of a nude pregnant female lying next to me.

How did I know she was expecting? My right hand covered her slightly bulging womb.

Snuggled behind me was another naked female. Her hard nipples were crushed into my back, and her right hand was draped over my right side, dangerously close to my private parts.

I could also feel her crotch fur. Rubbing slowly on my bare butt as she slowly humped away.

I was the male meat in a sex sandwich.

How did I get there and who were these two ladies?

My brain was still foggy from drinking champagne and an acute lack of sleep.

The lady behind me moved slightly, and her right hand pulled my right arm back so that my hand ended up on her warm, bare thigh.

She whispered to me, "Your dick. In me. Now. Please."

*******

The previous Monday afternoon and evening, in Sacramento

After a very short weekend on Maui, where I celebrated my 29th birthday with Ali (my girl next door and semi-regular squeeze), and my parents, I had a hectic late afternoon after landing in Sacramento.

I needed to get ready for being on the road, yet again, for the next ten days. But I had a meeting to attend first.

My boss, Jack Colton, COB and CEO of The Corporation, continued to push me to divest the so-called "sideline" businesses that kept me from working full time as the Vice Chairman of The Corporation.

We met at the Hyatt in Downtown Sacramento for a cup of coffee and reviewed where things stood.

Jack had brought along his lovely wife, Amanda, and their newborn son.

While Jack was off making a call, and Ali was using the ladies room, Amanda started asking me about my lady friends. I wasn't put off by it, but she had to know that I was sleeping with (or dicking) more than just Ali.

She asked point blank if I had invited Ali to the Superbowl and I told her I did not. I'd already invited two ladies and that was going to be tricky; if a third one showed up, I instinctively knew it would end badly. Hell, just having two babes there was going to be a juggling act. Three lady friends would mean I'd end up being castrated.

I thought for a moment and decided that if things got dicey with the ladies while in Atlanta, I would simply hide out in my hotel suite and isolate myself by announcing that I had Covid.

I told Amanda, point blank, not to invite Ali to the Super Bowl. When she, Jack and Ali finished in Seattle, and they were heading off to Atlanta, they could drop Ali off in Sacramento, and that I would let her (Ali) know that I had to fly to Tokyo on short notice. Company emergency!

When Ali came back from the ladies room, with a kiss and the promise of a severe pussy pounding, I sent her and her puppy to my house in a town car; I'd meet her there when my meeting with Jack ended.

Jack wrapped up his call and we discussed a few main topics:

In December, I bought (acquired) the collections legal firm from Beth (the Bitch). I introduced her in Pt. 23 - Trapping a Cougar followed by a second story Pt. 24 - The Cougar Gets Collared. She wanted me to fuck her and dominate her, but I had no interest in either. Although, she was hot and willing. I was not interested in being in bed with someone who was a bit... deranged.

In Pt. 39 - I'm Running on Empty I agreed to buy the company from Beth and my plan all along was to resell (flip) it to The Corporation. That sale would take place at the end of March. Beth, happily making money on her earnout, was already asking me if there was a job for her in The Corporation.

I did have something in mind for Beth, only it was in Atlanta. She'd been a business owner for many years, and I knew that being a cog in the wheel of a large corporation would not be a pleasant experience for her. And knowing her, she'd make the people around her miserable too.

So, if my plan worked out for her and with my clients in Atlanta, she would have some autonomy but would really be working for my law firm. I'd be her boss. Which gave me a great reason not to fuck her! Lawsuits I do not need!

Yes, Beth was hot, very hot, and she made it known that she was available for me anytime, anyplace and in any hole, but she was also a female bully and a bit of a nut job. Little wonder she wasn't in a relationship with a man for more than a couple of months. They'd fuck, I'm sure it was good, maybe even great, but then her bossiness would kick in and the man would flee.

I had arranged for Beth and all her friends in the "Roaring 40s" girl gang to fly to Atlanta and head south to Callaway Resort and Gardens for a Super Bowl weekend of golf (if the weather held off) and tennis. I picked up the tab for all the ladies to reconnect with Leeann, now my client and sadly, on kidney dialysis. I told Beth if she played nice, real nice, she just might be able to take a new job in Atlanta, running the Family Office for Leeann, Connie (Leeann's mother) and for Leeann's twin daughters. Combined, they had close to $100 million in assets.

Acme Moving and Storage was also going to be sold to The Corporation too; the headquarters would be relocating from California to Springfield, Missouri.

This was to satisfy a promise I made to add jobs to the community when I bought into the community bank there, and become the second largest shareholder after Liz Anderson, the CEO.

You met Liz in Pt. 48 - Five Babes in Four Cities, and not only did I become a significant shareholder in the bank, she was one of the female clients of Global Fertility Partners. She was pregnant with my child. (I assumed it was a boy. That was what she was paying for!).

These two sales and the bank stock dividends would feed my already large bank account as The Corporation paid me the earnouts. I would make a tidy profit for basically flipping these two companies. I had identified some cost savings for the bank, and those measures were creating cash that was falling to the bottom line and paying out quarterly. Cha-Ching!

Jack Colton and I had also discussed selling the Printing Cooperative to an Australian conglomerate. That might take a few months, but it was a good way to jettison a business that we were finally able to turn profitable.

We had an offer on the table, an Australian food cooperative, was looking to vertically integrate their supply chain.

Paige Spelling might stay with the business after it was sold, or maybe not. Just thinking about her got me chubby. She was smart, articulate and hot!

If you read Pt. 28 - My Trip To Hong Kong and Pt. 29 - Pleasure Before Business!, you will want to also read Pt. 30 - She's a Natural Blonde.

With my last story about Paige Pt. 47 - From Mom to Model, Jack had told me, specifically, and directly, as in ordered me (!) to stop fishing off the company pier, meaning quit fucking Paige. So, except for emails, text messages and an occasional Zoom call, things had cooled down between Paige and me.

Not that she didn't want to have me bang her silly. But I had to grow up and let my big head do the thinking. Don't worry, there was still a world of ladies to meet and to hopefully, go to bed with.

Of course, if Paige were no longer an employee, things would quickly change, and we'd be back in bed fucking each other's brains out!

With Jack's permission, I was going to keep my real estate interests in the Sacramento area and in Northern Nevada. I shared with him that I was going to expand these holdings, and he was fine with that. Once the office and other buildings in Sacramento were remodeled, and a property manager was on duty, the cash and profits were projected to flow.

After our "come clean" session this past weekend with my dad, I agreed to open my check book and with him as a partner, we'd make more property and building purchases. We weren't going to include Laura (the lady he was having an affair with, with my mother's permission!) in these deals, but she could get paid for services as the property manager.

The assets would be within the family. My mother would benefit with financial security for the rest of her life. Meaning she could travel the world and not be concerned about being broke. I'd be wealthier when they passed. Millions more in assets.

As for Laura, you first met her in Pt. 16 - The Realtor Goes Above and Beyond and then again in Pt. 19 - My Summer of Love.

I had an interesting experience with her in Pt. 38 - I Get Time Away From Work. Laura was into pegging her male partners. I didn't even want to think about her fucking my dad with a dildo. Some things should remain between two naked people and that was one of them.

I was concerned, very concerned, that Laura would become pregnant with my father's child. I'm just saying that because it could happen and if it did, that would screw up three families quickly with long term impacts.

As for Global Fertility Partners and Global Human Capital, things were really starting to gain traction. Being a sponsor of the PGA tournaments was a low-risk way to not only help upcoming golf professionals make a living, but it also gave us an opportunity to build a bench of possible sperm donors to the female clients that Doctor Tina had lined up for breeding. At $4 million per.

It was still early in the PGA season but the team I assembled had done a great job. The process for naming, evaluating and marketing sperm donors to the growing list of female clients was working smoothly and money was starting to flow.

Following the Aerospace Opportunity Conference in Dallas, I had handed off the manufacturing companies to Ken Saito to transition from Japan to the US, but we still owned one company outside of Tokyo. I wanted to hand running that company to someone, but I didn't have any candidates. And I wasn't really interested in yet another trip to Japan.

My last trip was fun though, dropping load after load in some very hot Asian ladies: Pt. 51 - Interesting Times in Tokyo.

I had set up some meetings for Jack later that afternoon at the hotel and finally headed home to relax and pack for my trip. Ali was waiting for me at my house.

At the top of the list of people to meet with Jack was Courtney, the lady I ran into on my way to Maui: Pt. 61 - No Rest for The Weary.

She had sent me some pics from her photo shoot, and I passed them to Jack as a potential car dealership spokesperson. Jack was so enamored with her beauty and grace; he was taking her to Seattle the next morning to put her to work.

*******

The work week begins...

Ali and I were up early on Tuesday morning. It was dark, and gloomy.

I was traveling to Dallas and points east; Abi and her dog were flying to the Pacific Northwest with Jack Colton (and his wife and newborn) to start looking at hotel and car dealership remodels. Courtney was traveling with them and would be spending time with Missy Rogers, the lady who owned the marketing and public relations firm that did that work for The Corporation.

You met Missy last in Pt. 53 - Three Beauties in 24 Hours. Another great fuck! She'd been divorced for a few years and had buried herself in work. I loved being buried in her redhaired cunt. As did my tongue, which she appreciated!

Abi and I had a great time on Maui, and we continued the fuck fest in my bedroom on Monday night. Abi wanted to show me how much she cared for me, and I reciprocated with some serious pounding.

We were up too late, fooling around, and had to get out of bed early; I think we both figured we could catch up on lost sleep on the plane. Abi's lust and hot pussy was incredible... she had me groaning and spurting like never before!

The town car took me, Abi and her puppy to Sacramento Executive Airport. With a hug and a deep kiss, she was off for who knows how long. I knew she would be in safe hands with Jack.

I tipped the driver a new $100 bill and gave him the next stop; I was picking up Dina. I reminded him that mum was the word. No need to tell anyone about anything on this unscheduled pick-up. He nodded in understanding.

We headed to a nearby older but well-maintained neighborhood where I picked up Dina for our trip to Dallas.

Inside the house, her front door closed, away from the peering eyes of nosy neighbors with nothing better to do, she greeted me with a deep kiss and a tight hug that confirmed her enhanced tits were large and her nipples were erect.

Dina had no idea what she was going to go through these next few days in Dallas or what fun she was going to have in Miami.

*******

Tuesday... on the plane to Dallas

All I could think about was at the end of the week I would be in Atlanta, attending my first Super Bowl. My only hope was that it would be a close game. Blowouts were boring!

Pt. 60 - I Just Keep Meeting Ladies and Pt. 61 - No Rest for The Weary is where you met the gorgeous, classy, lady traveling to Dallas with me.

With Dina, dressed very nicely, professionally and conservatively, sitting next to me, I laid out her calendar for the next ten days.

She'd be in Dallas with me for two nights, then fly to Phoenix on Thursday for a crash course in event management at the bat shit crazy PGA Phoenix Open, go home to Sacramento late Saturday afternoon, attend a Super Bowl party with her friends from work, then meet me in Miami on Monday late afternoon for some nude beach time at Haulover on Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday she'd be back in Sacramento, hopefully to start packing for a move to Dallas.

I was going to encourage her to keep her home in Sacramento; there was no need to sell it. My property management team could lease it out and maintain in, providing Dina with a nice check each month. In Dallas, I would think that she'd want to rent or lease something for a year or so to get a lay of the land before buying anything.

As for the rest of our trip, I was thinking that I'd hire a yacht in Miami with an all-female crew to take us out to warm her up to be nude outdoors. Who knows what I might unleash out on the ocean with a sexually pent-up mid forty something blonde hottie?

But I also wanted her to be on full display at Haulover Beach. Maybe to spice things up I'd hire a support team (makeup, hair, some sexy bathing suits) and get an all-nude photo shoot done.

I was going to push her boundaries in several ways to test what she would do as a partner in the Dallas based event planning and management company.

Over the weekend Dina sent me two versions of her resume. One was functional, the other chronological. I was impressed at the progress she had made from on-the-air talent to a top in-house office management "guru."

I also received from Debra, my partner in the event planning and management company, a list of all the things she wanted to get off her plate. I quickly sized up that Debra's list would be a great job description for Dina.

I'd know more as I observed Dina in Dallas at the big event we were running that evening, and as she met and interacted with the company team, and visited our big-name client, the NFL team in Dallas, as well as another major client, the NBA team there. Dina wanted a change of scenery; this was her chance.

I thought about my short meeting the day before with Jack Colton, COB and CEO of The Corporation. He continued to push me to divest the so-called "sideline" businesses that kept me from working full time as the Vice Chairman of The Corporation.

I'd already bought the collections legal firm from Beth the Bitch and was reselling it to The Corporation. Beth, happily making money on her payout, was already asking me if there was a job for her in The Corporation. I did have something in mind for her, only it was in Atlanta.

Acme Moving and Storage was also going to be sold to The Corporation; the headquarters would be relocating to Springfield, Missouri. This was to satisfy a promise I made to add jobs to the community when I bought into the community bank there, and become the second largest shareholder after Liz Anderson, the CEO.

The gorgeous Dina was almost giddy with excitement at the prospect of traveling with me and the career opportunity that would require her to relocate to Dallas.

We'd spent one night together and since then, had only been able to text each other. She was one of the plaintiffs suing her corporate employer and she was also suing her boss, the HR manager of the television station. She was on vacation for this week and next, ready to learn about how a new life might work out as a working partner in a growing company.

Dina was dressed appropriately for flying first class. Her hair was recently done, and her manicured nails were classy. She wore a minimal amount of makeup, and her lips looked very kissable. Dina was a great kisser, and she knew how to pleasure a man. I was drained when I left her Friday morning!

I told her that legal papers were going to be served at the television station that day just before lunch on behalf of all the plaintiffs. The station GM was going to be served at the hospital where he was recovering from pneumonia.

We spent the flight talking, laughing, and getting to know one another. I was certainly smitten with her, and she made no secret that she was attracted to me too. Not wife material, as she was past her prime, but she was certainly outstanding in bed! And she was very nice to look at! Funny, smart, loved to laugh.

I did ask her about the sexual harassment she was receiving from her boss, the HR manager at the television station. Dina's story was interesting, and I got large and hard as she shared with me the intimate details of how she got involved, sexually, for the first time with another female, with one of her fellow Rose Bowl Court members.

(This was the first time I had heard about her participation in the world-famous Rose Bowl, and it helped me to understand how Dina might have gotten a reputation as a player with the ladies... leading to being harassed at the television station she worked at. But I let her tell her story).

With her sexy mouth next to my ear, her seductive perfume keeping me hard as she whispered softly so only, I could hear, Dina told me about their first female to female make out session, their first time together in the bathtub, and how they soon moved, naked, into bed. The rubs and touches soon turned to kisses and fondling and soon they were naked and eating each other out. The second session escalated to fucking with a dildo - apparently, they took turns using it on one another!

She smiled at me and said in a soft voice, "Guys love hearing about two women getting naked together. Add that to your list of things we can do together!"

With that she ran her tongue around my right ear, and my cock throbbed at the thought of a threesome! The electric current ran right down to my dick.

She giggled. Dina liked getting me hot and hard, but this was a three-hour plus long flight, so I was going to be really suffering if she kept this up!

She spent a fair amount of time describing the anticipation of having her pussy licked for the first time by another woman. Dina literally shivered as she slowly took me through their first session together as her partner's tongue finally touched her hard, erect clit!

Dina went on to tell me that she and her female friend shaved each other bare and became the best of friends, being very discreet as to their affection for one another. No public displays of attraction. Everything behind closed and locked doors.

When Dina graduated and took a job at the television station, moving to Sacramento from LA, she soon met the man who would become her husband. Dina stayed in touch with her female friend, but there were no further sexual romps. The bi-sexual temperature cooled quickly. (Marriage can do that!).

That is, until Dina's husband suggested bringing another lady into their bed. You know, to spice things up. Dina agreed and recommended her former lover. I am sure Dina's husband loved hearing the stories about Dina and her female friend, naked, shaved bare and pleasuring each other.

Sadly, the threesome situation did not end well, the former lover wanted Dina's husband to inseminate her and when he said no, the spurned lady spread spiteful and hurtful rumors... which over time and through a rather circuitous route, reached Dina's employer and more specifically, the ears of the television station HR manager. (The one being sued).

The HR manager was a hard-core (butch) lesbian. Used to being a bully and getting her way. Apparently, no one had the balls to call her out. No one stopped her harassment. (I don't care about anyone's sexual orientations. I do care that people have a positive work environment where they can contribute their best efforts and that never happens when people are being harassed and bullied or otherwise discriminated against).

The mad dog lady became Dina's boss when Dina transferred from the front of the camera to a job in administration. And the sexual harassment started. And it never ended until that day, while we were flying to Dallas, when the lawsuits were filed in court and the papers were served.

I knew, but didn't say, that in addition to the individuals being served at the Sacramento studio, papers were also presented at the network's corporate office. The attorney did this for two reasons. First, she wanted the powers in charge to know that something was very, very wrong in Sacramento.

Second, she wanted publicity to gain public support. She got it and held a press conference that afternoon in front of the station being sued. It was well covered by legacy and digital media. Even the competing television stations showed up.

This was to Dina's relief. She told me that if she liked the opportunity, after being in Dallas and Phoenix, she would give notice on Monday. And then meet me in Miami.

"And, by the way Rick, my ass is off limits. I love it when you lick, and kiss my ass, and your hands are magical when you rub it, and I even enjoy your little spanks. But that cock of yours is just way too big. So, no butt sex!"

I nodded and smiled, what else could I do? But her waving me off from plowing her rosebud didn't mean I couldn't spend time touching, licking, kissing and spanking that nice butt of hers! Maybe some finger probing too!

*******

I took Dina through the agenda for the next couple of days. I didn't tell her that on Wednesday night we'd be attending (actually, hosting) a Nude Dinner. Part of my plan to further expand her sexuality. And show her off.

That night we were attending the annual fund raiser for the Dallas World Aquarium. We were going to be much more than attending the event. The event planning and management company that I owned with Debra (and hopefully soon, Dina) was the platinum sponsor and we were running the show, producing the event, and all that was included in making sure the evening went off without any issues.

My role was to serve as the master of ceremonies and to manage the clock. Dina took a keen interest in my opening comments and rewrote them so that they flowed better. With a smile, she said that her time spent as an on-air presenter on TV helped.

She also asked if I had spoken in front of an audience this large before, because the jitters were part and parcel to this of being a presenter. I shared with her that I had done a good job at the Aerospace Opportunity Conference, and Dina replied that she was going to help me out by standing in the back of the room and that she would position two staff members on each side of the room so that my eyesight would range and rotate to those three points.

I would be talking over the heads of the audience, but they wouldn't notice. What they would see was a top-flight professional speaking to them while their eyes were glued on the three huge screens that had PowerPoint slides projected with lots of photos, so that the attention was not on me. I'd simply be the voice in the room.

It was very thoughtful of Dina to put her experience to work, and I told her so. She beamed at the feedback; she probably didn't get too much of it from her boss.

Over the past weekend I had put Dina in touch with a personal shopper from Neiman Marcus and they connected; the lady was waiting for us at baggage claim to show Dina what everything looked like.

On the drive from DFW to downtown Dallas, I had a FaceTime conversation with Janice Chin, the plaintiffs' attorney. You met her in Pt. 60 - I Just Keep Meeting Ladies.

She told me that papers had been filed at the Superior Court and that papers had been served at the television station. In addition, the station's GM, who had been in ICU, had his medical condition upgraded and he was served while his recovery continued.

Janice cautioned me that this legal action was going to take time to unravel and none of the ladies should be expecting to make much money from a verdict or a settlement.

I asked her if any of the defendants had been terminated and escorted out of the building and Janice said that she didn't think so. But she did say that the network was sending out their senior HR leader and the Chief Legal Counsel and they had requested a meeting with her the next day.

Janice said she'd keep me posted. I told her that I wanted each plaintiff to be signed to a no-cut, no-trade, no-fire employment guaranteed for life and guaranteed pay increases every year, minimum five percent.

I also received a text message from Toni; the lady I had spent Friday morning banging and shaving off her very hairy bush. She said that her husband had been moved from ICU and was recovering, and that she thought he was well enough to be served divorce papers, so she gave the green light on that to her family law attorney.

I had counseled Toni to get the locks changed on her house and to call Acme Moving and Storage to come and pack up and store all her husband's stuff.

Then she shared something that startled me: her husband had been served papers around noon about some sort of sexual harassment issues at work.

*******

Toni did not ask me if I knew anything about that, but I quickly figured out (duh!) that Toni's husband, the GM at the Sacramento television station, was the same person that had fired Pamela (the weather girl) for not spreading her legs so he could fuck her.

It was a small world indeed.

Having Toni stay in her own home was better for all concerned as she navigated through her divorce and division of assets. And safer for me, because as much I would bang her silly at every possible moment and in every possible position, it was going to cramp my style and put a semi-halt to my sport fucking if she shacked up with me.

I also heard from Pamela, the hottest female weather reporter in Northern California. Her new wardrobe, make-up and great hair each day was causing a stir not only at the television station (jealous colleagues), but she told me that her agent was getting inquiries from other local stations about her availability. Plus, some inquiries were coming from the bigger markets like LA, SF and San Diego.

Pamela also told me that she and my residential realtor had narrowed down her new housing search to three homes not too far from me. And could she send me the listings? And when would I be back in Sacramento so we could visit them?

What a doll.

I was feeling a bit generous, maybe even stupid, but I texted my realtor and had her tell each of the three selling homeowners that I would be buying each home, for cash, at asking price, once I had a chance to look at each property with a thirty-day escrow if they passed inspection.

I was doubling down on Sacramento. In addition to my condo which I leased out to Doctor Tina and her family (son and parents), I owned my house, the house next door, and had promised to buy Ali and Toni's home if they got divorced. And Twin Creeks Ranch up in the Sierra Nevada.

*******

When we arrived at the downtown Dallas hotel, Dina and her personal shopper were going to make a few minor adjustments on Dina's dress.

We had a tight timeline before the big show started, agenda, but our goal was to have a kick-ass event and generate significant donations.

We arrived at the hotel about 90 minutes before guests started arriving. Dina and I met with the event planning and management team. Dina took over and inspected each member to make sure that they were suitably dressed and looking sharp.

Politely, she gave some pointers and got shirts and ties straightened out, ordered some shoes to be polished and checked fingernails for cleanliness.

She also reached into her carry-on bag and pulled out an oral hygiene pack consisting of a toothbrush, toothpaste and a small bottle of Scope. She told everyone to use it before the event started and right after they finished dinner.

Dina reminded everyone: no smoking, no drinking, no gum, and no overeating. She wrapped it up by saying, "We are ladies and gentlemen, serving ladies and gentlemen. Enjoy yourselves but lead by example."

I am not sure how this was received but I didn't care. This was an event that we needed to be super stars at, and Dina passed that message of professionalism along.

With my permission, Dina had called some of her former colleagues from Sacramento and invited them to the gala. Her friends then arranged for a remote broadcast during the evening news show to take place at the event.

So, I met the on-air talent from Dallas (quite a looker) and her supporting camera crew and on-site producer. Dina and I introduced the television folks to the executive director and her staff. The publicity was welcomed, and I made sure that Dina got full credit.

Once she was done, Dina, now beaming joy, headed upstairs to get ready with the personal shopper. Dina said it would take about 45 minutes, and I said I would be up as soon as I did the rest of my pre-function inspection tour.

Once she was done, Dina headed upstairs to get ready with the personal shopper. Dina said it would take about 45 minutes, and I said I would be up as soon as I did the rest of my pre-function inspection tour.

I met with the hotel manager, the food & beverage director, and my team managers; we had about forty employees dressed and deployed, ready to go.

We did a walk through the setup, then through the agenda. I sampled the menu; it was going to be very well received!

The event was starting at 6pm and was scheduled to end no later than 10pm. We had dinner seating for six hundred guests. The bars and buffet would be open from the start, and we had two ballrooms set up for the silent auctions which would close at 8pm.

We also rented five motor coaches to transport our guests down the street to the aquarium and back. They would run in rotation, the last bus leaving the aquarium at 9pm. The male team members handled transportation duties.

Desserts and dancing started at 8:30pm; for security we had six Dallas PD officers present. We weren't expecting any issues but just in case!

It was a big deal event, meaning it was a Who's Who of Dallas. The mayor, city council, big donors, society people, big company CEOs, you name it.

The Executive Director, her staff and the Board of Directors would welcome each guest in a receiving line. Dina and I were to be a part of it.

To honor and thank all the employees and docents, we had set up a special all-day event to thank them. I was going to be there, but we set it up so that we had a full six-hour event with childcare on the Saturday before Valentine's Day. We were going to serve both lunch and an early dinner, and there were plenty of games and prizes. It was the Board of Directors way of showing appreciation for the team that made the Aquarium work for all the guests. Plus, everyone would get a full bag of groceries to take home as they left the event. Both Debra and Dina would be present.

Back to the present... we needed to be downstairs, ready to go, by 5:45.

Was Dina ready? All I needed to do was jump into the shower, shave and dress. She had other plans.

*******

I found Dina standing in her bathroom, butt naked, putting on her make-up.

My eyes took her in, from her calves, up her thighs, at her thigh gap, then her fantastic ass. There was no hint of cellulite. I couldn't see a mole or a blemish.

I was astounded at her posture. Dina had shared with me that to avoid getting what was known as the "secretary's spread" from sitting at a desk chair all day, she opted for a standing desk.

It was an impressive body. My cock stirred at this female wonder of the world, and, with a smile, my eyes met hers in the bathroom mirror.

I didn't just admire her posture; apparently, she had been to a tanning salon over the weekend because her tan was just what I was hoping to see when we got to Miami.

Her magnificent tight ass was white, with strong tan lines. I could see in the mirror that her breasts were milk white, punctuated and capped by a large pair of large, pink nipples.

WOW! My cock stirred.

Dina smiled, and asked, "See anything you like?" to which I replied, "You look delicious!"

"Good enough to eat?" she teased me.

I didn't have to respond to that rhetorical question; we both knew how much she enjoyed me devouring her golden hair pussy. Those lower lips had a grip that was something else.

She knew I liked looking at her bare body. I was past the point of just looking; I moved up behind her and my arms circled her and my hands moved to first cup, then fondle that large world class tits.

Dina groaned in response as my fingers pulled on her nipples and she leaned back into me, whispering for me to continue.

My right hand snaked down over her belly to that golden bush, which I cupped, and my fingers quickly sought out her love button.

I knew she loved the attention, but I soon learned that she was the adult in the room.

Dina turned around, allowing me to see her oversized manmade breasts and that thick, lush, golden bush.

Her nipples were standing at full attention. Swollen. Puffy. In need of a good sucking.

Blood surged to my cock and my brain went wild with all the possibilities of ravaging her.

She watched me take her in, and looking at the large bulge in my slacks, she whispered to me, "I never knew I was having that kind of effect on you."

Which was bullshit because her body and what she did with it had kept me hard as a rock the entire night we were together in Sacramento. And her teasing on the plane ride was almost criminal.

I replied, "You had me hard from that first kiss this morning and you planned to tease me on the plane all along."

She laughed and replied, "I got you and kept you hard the entire plane ride. I want you to be at your best tonight. I want to drain you."

*******

Dina took me by the hand. "Let's get you undressed and in the shower. You can't be late to your own event!"

With a quick French kiss every time she removed a piece of my clothing; she quickly got me naked.

Dina teased me, rubbing the front of my slacks, measuring the continued impact she was having on me, with a huge smile, and when she finally peeled off my briefs, she was rewarded with a large, hard, throbbing penis in need of female attention!

She was naked, I was naked, and I could faintly smell the aroma of an aroused female, but she had other plans.

"Quick, get into the shower. And no whacking off!"

With a downcast face, my hopes of getting off apparently having been dashed, at least in the short term, she pulled me into the bathroom, turned on the water and said to me, "We can both get what we want if you hurry up and get cleaned up!"

*******

She was in a hurry... so as soon as I turned the shower off, Dina was all over me with a big fluffy white towel, leaving no crevice or crack safe from her rubbing, er... fondling.

Whatever softness that might have crept into my penis was soon gone and once again, I was large and hard, ready for action! In need of relief!

Dina took my face in her hands, looking closely, and asked, "Did you bring your electric razor?" to which I nodded, and she continued, "Before you put on your shirt and tie, take care of your stubble." Then she kissed me. Our tongues dueled and she groaned in response, her big bare tits crushed into my hairy chest.

Taking me by the hand she took me to the king size bed, pulling back the covers and top sheet, spread a dry towel out and said, "Please sit here."

I did as she directed and she said, smiling, and said "From now on, if I'm naked you're naked too."

I nodded as I watched her magnificent breasts move. Gently. They were firm.

Her eyes sparkled.

Dina looked at my engorged cock and licked her lips.

"I've been waiting since Friday morning to suck your cock."

She pushed my thighs apart, and gently reached for my hard cock, bent down and kissed the tip.

"Good afternoon, Mister Pleasure Stick," she cooed, "I've missed you."

Dina looked up at me with her kind eyes and said, "You have a beautiful cock. So big, so tasty! And those balls! They're massive!"

She just started licking. She licked my asshole, my balls and my cock. Kissing my thighs. Taking extra time in the crease between my sack and my torso.

She was very, very good at it. Hell, she could have been a fellatio instructor!

No hands. Just mouth, tongue, lips and teeth. (And very gentle with those teeth, thank God!).

Dina kept up a monologue going all the while, telling me as she licked my tight balls that she was going to help me produce more cum for her mouth and pussy.

She moaned "I love your balls, they're big and smooth and only for me."

When she licked my asshole she said, "I know you love this, and I will lick your asshole everyday if you promise to cum in my pussy every time we're together."

Then she licked my cock, kissed the tip, ran her tongue up and down my cock and massaged it with her lips. Those soft lips!

Dina knew I might take matters into my own hands, so as a precaution she held my hands down while she was pleasuring me.

It didn't take long, just moments, before I was asking her to please let me cum.

Each time I asked, she whispered, "No, I'm not ready for your cum."

And she returned to licking my balls, my asshole and my now very hard erection. Her eyes were laughing at me, saying to me, you think you can control everything but I'm in charge now!

I don't know how long Dina sucked; I figured she knew how much time we had before we had to leave to head downstairs. My eyes closed; I just enjoyed the sensation of her doing her oral magic.

Many ladies just want their man to cum and get it over with it. Not all, just some. Dina would have been between my legs all night if she could have.

Dina looked up at me and said, "You were so good to me on Thursday night, and sending me flowers only showed me how much you care. I cried at your thoughtfulness. Let me take care of this for you, let me please you."

She slowly lowered her mouth on my cock, all the way down, my tip slightly entering her throat, which felt incredible, and she pumped up and down and in seconds I exploded.

I groaned so loudly I am sure they could have heard it over at Dealy Plaza.

She swallowed my load.

Every drop.

So. Fucking. Good.

SO. FUCKING. GOOD.

"It's sweet," she said, smacking her lips, once she stopped gulping.

I love it, a lady who swallows!

She ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth and swallowed with a smile. Her eyes danced in joy.

Then Dina opened her mouth to show me that she got it all down.

*******

I asked her, "Where did you learn how to do that?"

"Pamela introduced me to a friend of hers, you met him playing tennis. He was willing to help me to learn how to handle your big, beautiful cock. I spent the weekend practicing for you."

My reply: "I think I'll buy him a new car! You can do that to me anytime, anywhere!"

*******

It didn't end there. With a devilish grin, she started stroking my still hard cock and then told me with a gleam in her eye, "I need a good fucking!"

With that she backed up so that she was at the end of the bed, ass up.

"Get behind me and do me! Take me like a big dog, and I'll bark for you!"

I didn't waste a second! I was up, standing behind her on the carpet, in a nano-second, aiming my cock at the lips hidden under her hairy bush.

Before I pushed inside her, I smelled the arousal of a woman in heat.

I poked her without mercy, going into her wet burning hot furnace with a single, powerful thrust, my hands on her hips, pulling her to me, so that I planted myself as deep as I could get.

"Fuck you're tight!" She was something else, so hot, so tight, sopping wet.

"Just for you, Rick."

Dina groaned in a combination of pain and pleasure, telling me, "Pound me as hard and fast as you can!"

Buried deep and ready to pull out, she matched every thrust I made with a push of her own. It was amazing!

She'd push on to my pole, getting me in as deep as I could go, then she'd grip me with her Kegels, then slowly pull back, maximizing my pleasure with her tightness.

I used her and she used me. She got it like she wanted it, hard, deep and fast deep. I allowed myself to stay in one position for just a minute or two before I moved her around just a bit so she could get it, get me, from another angle.

My plan was to hit every spot of her insides.

I did just that while she reached down and with her right hand, began rubbing her hard love button.

It didn't take long, she was quickly moaning and writhing and as her fingers did the trick as I did my part, and we both came together, me pushing her forward on the bed, my dick still buried inside of her.

*******

The event was a huge success. We weren't late but we made a grand entrance. People were pleased to see me and for those I hadn't met previously, I took the time to talk with them one on one.

I met the movers and shakers of Dallas and the rest of North Texas. I had to do a lot of apologizing for Debra not being there, but Dina stepped up and I could see that she would flourish in a leadership role.

Dina was a wonderful plus one for me, and she hit it off with the event management team. Plus, the donors, guests and the staff of the hotel.

When it was all over and done, I bought a round for my team and then kicked them out of the bar, telling them it was now officially off limits.

I closed by handing everyone an envelope with $100 in it and told them we'd meet at 8am for breakfast and a debrief. Funny how cash gets people to do things.

As for Dina...

Dina came across as an altogether female of a certain age, keeping cool in all situations, knowing what to always do. That was the impression she radiated.

That façade of total control fell apart in the hotel elevator. We had the presidential suite on the top floor.

We kissed, and I unzipped her beautiful dark blue dress and helped her get it off.

Her dress dropped to the floor of the elevator.

Dina was nearly nude.

She stepped out of the dress, and then unhooked her shelf bra, which she handed to me without looking at me. Then, holding on to me, she slipped out of her tiny panties.

The elevator door opened, and she stepped out; I carried the dress and her intimates. I followed her. Enjoying the view.

She walked down the hall, wearing only four-inch fuck me right now big boy high heels and her thigh-highs. She was so fucking hot. My cock rose in response and my imagination went wide.

I was about five feet behind her. Her ass was world class. I was going to maul it. Kiss it. Bite it. Rub it. Lick it. Spank it. Workship it.

When she got to the door of the suite, she turned to me, sharing with me the sight of her uncovered front; her magnificent large breasts with swollen pink areoles and hard big pencil sized erasers at full attention for me.

That golden bush was amazing.

Her eyes glimmering with pure lust, she smiled and whispered, "You like?"

It was an unbelievable sight. Incredible. Breathtaking. Cock hardening.

I kissed her again and our tongues met again, dueling, playing.

My hands wandered to her ass, and she moaned into my mouth as my hands gripped her cheeks. Squeezing, rubbing and lightly spanking.

Our bodies melded together. I ground my hardness into her golden twat.

I knew at that moment, and so did Dina, that this was going to be a night of fucking for the record books.

*******

I don't know if Dina got any sleep at all that night because I didn't.

While I was tired, the promise of her tight pussy, and her willingness to suck my cock kept me awake and energized.

I could not keep my hands or my mouth off her.

My tongue got a workout second to none.

My lips were a bit swollen from all the kissing we did.

My fingers played her bare body like a violin.

I stopped counting after she came five times, but she may have come double that amount.

That rainy night in Dallas, once the lightning and thunder rolled on through, I dropped my potent baby batter into her mouth and her pussy. Plus a few spots on her body. Between her taut butt cheeks, all over her tits.

Her mouth, tongue, lips, and throat worked in perfect harmony to pleasure my cock and the rest of my body.

Her fingers teased and pleased me, continuously, all night long.

Her pussy was so tight, so wet, so hot I could not really compare it to any other woman I'd been in bed with.

I'd come and she'd suck, lick, and tease me back to hardness and then I'd take her.

Repeatedly, I switched my target and changed positions to enhance her pleasure.

I sucked her globes. Her nipples were highly sensitive, and I gnawed at her nipples, which gave her goosebumps.

I didn't let any of that tit flesh go to waste.

Her tits had love bites all over by morning.

My love bites, marking her as my territory.

(I only remembered later that she was going to be nude at dinner on Wednesday night... showing off those love bites!).

Her nipples begged to be nursed.

Dina cried out for me to suck her breasts.

She pulled on her big erect nipples getting them ready for my mouth.

I nipped, teased, and suckled on those wonderful attractions until she pulled my head away, begging me to stop.

I didn't stop there; I moved down her body and sucked on each one of her toes.

Slowly. Savoring each one.

She loved it. It made her laugh plus it made her pussy wetter if that were possible, and her nipples got even longer and harder.

I licked her armpits, and she went bat shit crazy laughing.

I doubt if Dina had ever had so much fun in bed before.

Between bouts, I massaged her entire nude body.

Sensuously and slowly.

Every inch, removing every ounce of tension from her perfect body.

My hands were all over her.

She loved me for it.

I licked her ears.

She shivered when I did this, and groaned too, in pleasure.

I ran my hands through her golden bush and licked her swollen pussy, spending ample time on her erect love button.

She said she had thought about trimming it and thinning it out but when she texted me (for permission) I told her to leave it just as it was.

I wanted Dina naked on Haulover Beach with the biggest, furriest, thickest bush possible.

Between those tits, her bush and her perfect ass, she was going to be very popular. Eye candy for men and women.

She begged me to keep licking her and not to stop; I didn't until she pushed my head away and then, when she realized what she was doing, she pulled me back to her crotch, apologizing.

And begging me to lick her again, please. Pretty please.

I spent a lot of time licking all around her rosebud and then sticking the tip of my tongue into her beehive of nerve endings. She went fucking nuts.

I kissed her crack from rim to canyon, north to south, as my fingers played with her sopping pussy.

She came several times from these new sensations.

I gave her nude firm flawless body a complete tongue bath.

She went ape shit when I licked behind her kneecaps and the inside of her tender thighs; she couldn't spread her legs wide enough.

With those beautiful, toned thighs spread wide for me, I returned to her bushy honey pot, and worked in combination with my lips, tongue, and fingers to bring her to new heights of pleasure.

Dina came repeatedly; her thighs wrapped around my head so I could not escape my task of pleasing her. Eating her, licking her, kissing and sucking on her love button.

Most of the time when you hear the steady and soothing sound of rain, it puts you to sleep.

Not that night in Dallas.

It energized me.

For me, it was all about pleasing her.

And I did, like she had never been pleased before.

After I came in her pussy the first time, she licked our combined juices off my cock until I grew hard and large.

Dina made it clear where she wanted it next by getting ass up on the bed, asking me to take her from behind.

I coated her pussy walls as she came and came again.

She loved my cock. Dina loved me being inside of her. I loved being inside her too.

*******

We were up early, and I missed my gym workout.

I did a workout that morning, but not in the gym. Our sheets were wet with sweat and stained with our body liquids. The suite reeked of sex.

Dina was quite the gusher!

While we were getting dressed, I did tell Dina about the dinner that night and she laughed. I reminded her that at noon she needed to take off her bra and panties so that she didn't have any clothing lines in her skin.

Despite the lack of sleep, we were both dressed downstairs for the event debrief at 8am. Dina was smiling, and I was in great spirits too. And why not? When you fuck all night, you get your endorphins going. Almost better than working out in the gym.

Some of these "kids" (our employees) were dragging, and I wasn't sure if it was because they drank after I kicked them out of the bar, or they were fucking all night. Or both.

In any event, I ran everyone through the "what worked, what didn't and what did we need to change" exercise.

It took about an hour for breakfast and the session, and everyone departed, including Dina, who was off with two of the operations directors to visit the local football team and the local basketball team, our two largest Dallas clients.

Dina was also going to go to the office and get comfortable with the people, processes and procedures. She needed to be back at the hotel by 5pm.

*******

As for me, I had a personal and professional appointment at the Grand Hyatt at DFW. Liz Anderson, the CEO bank president, was flying in to meet me for the day. Her plane arrived at 11am and her return was set for 3pm.

We had only a few hours together. I got us a nice suite, and while we were nude discussing some bank business, Liz just really wanted her itch scratched.

Pregnant pussy is fantastic, and Liz was at the top of my list for that. She was so grateful for my large, hard cock. She was literally meowing and purring as I pounded her. My big balls were fully drained of my baby batter when I checked out and headed back to my hotel in downtown Dallas.

I fell asleep in the back seat of the town car. I'm glad I did because that Wednesday night was a short one.

*******

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Rick Valencia will return shortly. I'll be writing about the Nude Dinner on Wednesday night and the rest of time in Dallas before heading to Atlanta for the Super Bowl.