Damage Control Pt. 01 - CFO

Ella wasn't excited when Bruce Walker assigned her latest project. Being given a project by the Director should be a good thing, though initially being called to his office did get her blood pumping. As Director of Communications for The Trust Investment Fidelities Group, he was often tasked with 'changing the narrative.'

In this case, their CEO had not only been pulled over for DUI but had his naked babysitter next to him when the patrolman came up to the driver's door. At least she was 18... barely. It didn't help that his pants were under the passenger seat so that he mooned the patrolman trying to find his wallet... or that the naked girl (the daughter of the family's parish priest) was torn between covering herself up and trying to hide the 50 $20 bills. Then the picture they used for the story was from the patrolman's bodycam of the CEO's pale fat ass, blurred but still obvious. To make it worse, the story in the paper the next day was unfortunately placed. Just below was an article about the board awarding themselves $40 million in bonuses despite a stagnant first quarter. Needless to say, the stockholders and public weren't enthused with TIFG.

Bruce had to create positive vibes about the company and the upper executives. Perhaps human-interest stories to develop a feeling of sympathy for the corporation as a whole would work. At least he wasn't told to spin the ex-CEO's massively stupid mistake to make the man's behavior look acceptable. "We are an ethical company with good Christian values," the new CEO told him. "Find something to put into our internal e-mag to make the employees feel good about working for us. A series of stories, something to humanize the board members. You know how often these articles make it into the Living section of the local paper. We need good vibes and fast."

After a bull session, Bruce decided on a series of 'Behind the Suits' profiles dealing with the hurdles or trials all the C-Levels had to deal with to get where they are now. The initial name of the series was quickly shot down as the public had already seen enough of 'Beneath the Suits', at least one suit.

Ella Irish was the ideal choice. Fresh out of college, very bright, with an optimistic, flowery writing style, she was perfect. She was recently and happily married, small-framed, and though quite beautiful, wasn't busty like Terry or Laura. More than once, both Terry and Laura reported that they'd been approached by various directors and executives. The one man on the team was a terrific technical writer but not ideal for personal pieces. He prayed that even with their ex-CEO's recent indiscretions, the black mark on the company could soon be forgotten. He looked at the small redhead, "Something bothering you?" he asked.

Even though Ella knew the question was rhetorical, she nodded, "If I may, sir. Wouldn't any attempt at making the upper management look more human, and more sympathetic at a time like this look like... well, what it is? A blatant attempt to mask the horrendous PR scandal caused by our CEO?" she asked.

"Great point, we decided to make it look as if this were purely coincidental. This week's issue has a retraction saying something along these lines, 'The first of our new series, 'Behind the Suits' was pulled due to unforeseen circumstances. Stay tuned for the next installment in next week's issue.' Then, we'll start with the other execs and you'll do the new CEO last." He sat back challenging the 23-year-old girl to object further.

Ella nodded, though she knew nothing she wrote would change the way most employees felt upon watching the news and seeing their pantless, handcuffed CEO being shoved into the back of a police cruiser. Even she couldn't get the image of the pasty, extremely wide bare ass out of her head. She shuddered as she imagined the poor 100 lb. girl under the obese man. "With whom should I start?" she asked.

"Good," Bruce smiled. He pulled a sheet of paper out of his side drawer and handed it to the girl. "Marvin Davis, CFO. Then work your way down this list. Marvin has the best chance of eliciting a sympathetic response. He lost his wife of 35 years a couple of years ago. Then, Alan Wagner, COO. Mark Beottger, CMO... though he's extremely private. You'll need to find a way to get him to open up. Perhaps, discuss how he's at the top of your reporting chain... I don't know. You can see the names there. Read their bios and come up with a list of questions. I want to see everything you'll ask before you sit with them. Also, they are aware you'll be contacting them and that you'll be interviewing them at their homes. Make it as relaxing and as comfortable as you can. You think you can handle this?"

Ella nodded slowly, "One problem. I suppose I could Uber but I don't have a car. Billy and I have just one. Will the company reimburse me?"

Bruce smiled, "Easily solved. I'll arrange to get you a company vehicle. We have a contract with Ford and I'll get you set up with a Bronco Sport. Go over to Williams Ford on your way home, pick out the one you want and it's yours. I know you will nail this. Anything else?" he asked.

Ella smiled as she stood. 'This might not be the bandage over the wound they think it will be, but getting a company car? I will make this work,' she thought. "Yes, sir. I'll make the employees want to invite these guys for Thanksgiving," she smiled, waving the sheet of paper.

Bruce chuckled, "I'll take not flipping them off, but I know you are the best person for this."

* * *

Ella came into the apartment with a massive grin on her face. Billy looked at her questioningly. Without a word, she wiggled her finger at him and he followed her to the elevator. "Damn it, Ella. Where are we going? What's got you so happy?"

"Patience, grasshopper," she said in a perfect Master Po voice. She led her husband through the lobby and out to the parking lot. She stopped across from a line of cars, reached into her pocket (Yes. Her dress actually had pockets!!), and handed the key fob to Billy. "Press the unlock button," she smiled.

Billy looked confused then smiled, "You bought a car? Leased it?" He pressed the button and the beautiful, shiny, red Ford's lights flashed. "Wow! Where did you get the money?" he asked.

"Company car. I've got a new project that requires me to drive all over the city over the next few weeks and they got me a company car. Isn't it incredible? Come on, you can take it for a spin. It is so smooth and peppy," she said happily.

They drove around the city, Billy was impressed with the ride and after parking it, he nodded approvingly, "I like it. I like the color but it might have been nice of you to let me help you pick it out."

Ella nodded, "I thought about that but no time. My first appointment is up in Hudson Bend and I need to leave soon. I am writing a series of articles for the TFIG Gazette profiling the C-Level suits. I'm supposed to paint pretty pictures of them as God-fearing men... and I do mean men. They are all men, all white, all older. Not a diverse group. Anyhow, you know how bad the Walter Preston fuck-up was. Morale is down and Bruce wants me to humanize the board."

Billy laughed, "They could afford to buy their own PR... hell, they could buy most PR firms with the bonuses they got." Then he looked disappointed, "It's Friday night. Netflix night... I guess I'll watch one of my shows," he sighed. "Isn't Hudson Bend like 2 hours away?" he asked.

Ella shook her head, "No more than an hour and a half. Bruce told me to get a room somewhere for the night if I don't feel up to driving back."

Billy frowned, "I hate to think about you falling asleep at the wheel but I hate crawling into bed alone." Then he nodded, "Get the room. We'll do something tomorrow to make up for it. Dinner and maybe go dancing... then I hope to get lucky."

Ella palmed the front of his pants, "Baby, there's no luck involved. I'm a sure thing, you should know that," she grinned.

At 8 sharp, Ella's finger was a quarter inch from the Ring button when the door opened. She was surprised to see Mr. Davis, and not a butler or housekeeper.

"Come in, I'm impressed. Right on time. I value that in a person," the grey-haired man said. He stepped back and swept his right arm toward the living room. "Drink? I know you're working, but a small glass of Cabernet shouldn't hurt." He had a brief description of the girl, but Bruce failed to mention how beautiful she was. He suspected she was of Irish heritage, given her name, but her flaming red hair pretty much confirmed it. She was a slight girl, standing perhaps 5' 2". Couldn't have weighed over 110 with narrow hips and waist, small but perky breasts, and the clearest complexion he'd ever seen. He was reminded of the actress in Switched at Birth... Katie something.

Ella looked around, stifling a whistle. She suspected this would be nice, but it was more than nice. Minimalistic but expensive-looking. She looked at the man and nodded, "A Cab would be nice. This place is beautiful," she said admiringly.

Marvin smiled, "I won't take credit for it. My wife... late wife," he swept his arm 180°. "Did all this. I've not changed a thing." His voice trembled a bit as he said that.

Ella felt suddenly sad for the man. "I am so sorry for your loss. I heard from some of the people you work with that she was a wonderful person."

Marvin had a sorrowful micro-expression cross his face before nodding, "The best. Anyhow, let's get started. I'm sure you do not want to waste time, as you must have a long drive. I live quite a ways out from the city."

Ella sat in the comfortable leather chair Mr. Davis indicated, pulling the hem of her dress down for modesty, and looked around as the CFO poured the wine. She reviewed her pre-approved questions and most seemed stupid after seeing the emotion on the man's face.

"Here, I hope you like it. It was Elizabeth's favorite and, well, I keep it in stock," Marvin said. After she took her glass, he sat across from her. He tried not to look, but the girl's legs were spectacular. He wanted to tell her that he and the other board members would be fine if she wore blue jeans and T-shirts, but on the other hand, she was a vision in her short dress. "So, I know why you're doing this. Walter's a good friend of mine. I should be ashamed to say that... to forgive him, but I always liked the man. OK. I just wanted to say that."

Ella closed her iPad. "Can I ask you about him, off the record, so to speak? I'm not a reporter, so I guess that's a stupid statement."

"Sure. Ask what's on your mind. I assume you know the story, everyone does. Walter was... I guess you could say, a connoisseur of fine women. But as far as I saw, it was always women... middle-aged women. I suspect there's more to the story that came out, but it would be all speculation."

Ella nodded, "You think the girl needed cash and made him an offer he couldn't refuse? I heard she's trying to get scholarship money and... well..."

Marvin nodded, "Who knows? She's not talking and the papers are filled with suppositions, so even if this were somehow totally innocent," he chuckled, "the op-ed pages are filled with comments about how lucritive babysitting has become, anuhow... there's no putting the genie back in the bottle." He looked at his watch. "We should get to it. I assume you have a long drive, but I told Bruce I'm yours for the evening." He glanced at nothing over his shoulder, "I gave my staff the night off so you can ask what you want and I'll be as honest as I can be without anyone overhearing," he smiled.

Ella chuckled, "It's close to an hour and a half to get back home, but there's a Budget Inn not too far from here. Billy insisted on booking a room there when I told him where you lived. This is beautiful out here. On the way, I wondered why anyone would live this far out, but," she looked around, "I think it's worth it." She sat up and leaned forward, "I trust you'll kick me out if I overstay my welcome," she smiled. "I just wanted to know one thing about Mr. Preston. Was he truly planning on breaking up the Group?"

Marvin nodded. That wasn't the question he expected. Most of the questions, if not all, were if Walter fucked around a lot or was this an aberration? Sadly, this was an aberration only in that he got caught. Walter's cock had been in as many vaginas as a gynecologist's speculum. And as many... what do proctologists use? He smiled at the girl. She was smart and not into gossip. This was going to be a good interview.

"Walter had a vision that the core values of the Group were in small capital investments and the previous CEOs had us diversified to the point where we lost focus on what was important to the community. His reputation will never recover but we wanted to see the mom-and-pop stores, the small farmers, the nail salons... you get the idea, thrive. He hates what Amazon has done to the small towns, what Walmart, Home Depot, and other big box stores did to main streets across the country. I supported him. I know that he would have taken us out of being a Fortune 50 company but is that really all that important if we cannot maintain our core values?"

Ella smiled, "Wow. I wish I hadn't said I wouldn't be using that. You are a passionate man, I might ask you again but within the approved list of questions."

'Please don't" Marvin sighed as he took another sip of his wine. He used to dislike Cabernets as he was a fan of Italian wine but he grew to like this. It reminded him of sharing a bottle with his late wife.

"Don't what?" Ella asked. Had she said the wrong thing?

"Don't stay within the approved questions. I'll respectfully decline to answer, but you can ask me anything, and nothing will offend me. If you ask if I wear boxers or briefs... boxers. I like the free feeling. OK?" He smiled.

Ella chuckled and opened her iPad, "OK. I'll check that question off... boxers. Got it." Without thinking, she asked, "Condom or bareback?" Then, realizing how inappropriate that was, she blushed and put down her wine. She started to wave off the question, but Marvin answered.

"Bareback, always bareback. My wife and I hated rubbers. It might extend the act of love-making, but it sure took away from the intimacy. Good question," he said matter-of-factly. "Oh, and we always thought it was a total waste to pull out."

Ella was blushing furiously. She wanted to say something in response to this... Billy always used condoms, not because she wasn't on the pill but because he had trouble lasting more than a couple of minutes otherwise. She tried to get back to a professional line of questions, so she picked up her glass and took a sip. Without realizing it, she emptied the small amount.

Marvin got up and came back with the bottle. He held it out to the girl.

"Please. OK. Thanks for your frankness, I am not sure about the boxers/briefs question, but I know I've heard the condom/bareback question around the office," she smiled, "I'll let my team know."

Marvin laughed, "I'm sorry to embarrass you but I'll be honest. Ask anything you like. Bruce is so damn PC around the office I want to take him out to a strip joint... come to think of it, he'll probably ask the girls if they've found Jesus."

Ella chuckled but she didn't doubt her boss would die before entering such a den of iniquity. She collected herself and proceeded to go through her questions. The man had an incredibly interesting life. He and his wife ascended to the highest points in Africa, South America, Europe, and North America. They planned on scaling all the highest points on the 7 continents but they ran out of time. She couldn't even name them before he told her the names, Kilimanjaro, Aconcagua, Elbris, and Denali. They sailed around the Philippines which was a lot farther than she thought. Then there were myriad other adventures they shared.

"Wow! You did all that and your wife was with you. Crap!" she blurted, "I knew you missed her but I had no idea how much you two shared." She saw the tear on the man's cheek and stood unsteadily. She came over and knelt in front of the older man. "I'm so sorry. I cannot even imagine what you lost when she..." she paused as she tried to find the right words, "... when she lost her battle with cancer." She looked up at him and wanted to wipe the tear off his cheek.

Marvin tried to smile, "I guess I overestimated my powers of self-control. Please don't put this in the article but I sometimes cry myself to sleep," he said softly. Then he sat up. "OK. Let's change the subject. Yes, I enjoyed going down on Elizabeth, and not just because she liked it," he smiled. "Sixth sense, I just knew that would be your next question."

Ella giggled. "Billy tried once but it didn't go well." She saw Marvin looking at her and blushed. "Um, he never did it before and when he got between my legs, he thought it would be funny to exaggerate... um... taking a whiff. He breathed in pubic hair and went into a 10-minute-long coughing fit and, well it never actually happened. So, I guess you can say that's on my bucket list."

Marvin looked shocked, "but other boyfriends..." she shook her head, "that's criminal," he said. "Sit him down and tell him. I assume you do him... wow! We've gotten off track, haven't we," he frowned. He noticed the irony of asking the beautiful girl about oral sex while she was kneeling between his legs. He thought she'd shake her head and stand but instead, she ran her hands up his thighs.

"Have you been with...? You know, since she passed away?" she asked softly.

Marvin shook his head, "Haven't had the opportunity. She was my soulmate and I wasn't sure how to..."

Ella giggled, "You could have hired a babysitter. Mr. Preston's sure seems entrepreneurial."

Marvin chuckled but his eyes were on the girl's hands as they neared his growing bulge. Then he noticed the swells of her breasts as she leaned forward. "So, you take care of your husband but...?"

Then Ella softly responded to what he started to ask, "To answer your question, yes. Yes, I do. And, knowing your follow-up question, I swallow. Just as you think it's a waste to pull out, I think it's rude to pull my mouth off when Billy cums." She undid his belt feeling the hard mass pressing against her wrists. "And, it's even more rude to spit it out when given such a generous gift." She popped the button, unzipped his pants, and pulled them and his boxers down.

Marvin was shocked the girl was doing this but he lifted his ass off the cushion as she pulled, then let her untie his shoes before removing the garments entirely. He plopped his bare butt back onto the leather realizing he'd never been naked with any woman but Elizabeth.

Ella slid her hand up the insides of his thighs, admiring the view. The man might be 3 times her age but he sported impressive equipment. His large ballsack hung down just above the crack of his hairy ass. His cock was fatter than Billy's even soft and the circumcised head was shaped like a spear. As she gently stroked him, he grew longer nad stiffer. Her mouth watered as she gripped the veiny shaft. She groaned deeply as she inhaled his masculine scents. She pressed her face against him inhaling his arousing masculinity.

"You don't... fuck," he sighed as the beautiful redhead sucked a ball into her mouth. "If you're sure..."

Ella licked the other ball and nodded, "Bruce told me. He told me not to leave until we were both satisfied. His exact words were..." She rubbed the leaking precum onto the pulsing shaft, "Don't leave until you're satisfied with the interview. Know the man inside and out. It's important that when you leave you feel him inside you." She got up and pulled her dress over her head. As she unclipped her bra, she looked at the fat cock, "I plan on feeling you inside me, I'm sure that was what he meant, don't you?"

Marvin nodded mutely as the girl's patch of flaming-red pubic hair appeared. He'd never been with a redhead but with an engineering degree, he'd heard and used the term RCH dozens if not hundreds of times. He heard and knew it but had never seen a live patch of RCH. He ran his fingers through the downy-soft hair and sighed, "RCH. No one told me that this is also the softest material in the world."

Ella smiled, "Red cunt hair. The smallest unit of measurement known to man," she smiled. "My dad wasn't PC. He used that term a lot. He loves redheads. My Mom has red hair and he tells his brothers and his friends that until they've fucked a redhead, he considers them virgins. Mom just grins and slaps his arm playfully." She put her foot on the arm of his chair, "Are you a virgin?" she asked softly as the man's fingers slid between her slick lips.

Marvin nodded, "I guess so. And since you've never had a man pleasure you orally I consider you an oral virgin." He leaned closer and planted his mouth against her swollen pussy, running his tongue between the soft fleshy lips. As he tilted his head back, he admired the undersides of her breasts. They had looked small but after being freed from the bra, they jutted out appealingly on her chest. He grabbed both and rubbed them gently eliciting a soft moan.

Ella never realized how intensely stimulating oral sex could be when the experienced man flicked the tip of his tongue against her clit before pushing it inside her. Her knee was wobbling as she humped against his face. Just when Marvin's tongue flicked onto her clit, her knee buckled and she staggered back

Marvin could feel the girl's unsteadiness and looked up at her. "I feel as if I short-changed you. I led you straight into the living room. Would you like a tour? The master suite is very well decorated," he smiled.

Ella had felt an orgasm coming on and mutely nodded. She allowed herself to be led down the hall. He made it sound as if it were a dozen yards or so but she wondered if she'd be able to find her way out by the time they entered the room. She gasped when Marvin flipped on the light next to the bed. The room was larger than her and Billy's apartment and the oversized bed looked dwarfed opposite a wall of picture windows.

Marvin unbuttoned his white shirt and saw where Ella was looking, "No neighbors in that direction... at least not close. It's a mile across the lake... though, the Wallaces do have a telescope... he loves astronomy."

Ella smiled and dropped to her knees, making sure her body was silhouetted from the side if they were watching. She stroked his cock and looked up at him, "Then, I feel if they have a lot of money invested in it we owe them a good show, don't you think? Should you call him to suggest there might be a full moon tonight?"

Marvin chuckled, "I suspect he checks out all the houses on this side of the lake when he sees lights go on. I heard he's something of a voyeur." He looked over at the house across the lake as the girl's tiny mouth took all of his cock into her throat. He groaned loudly as even as good as Elizabeth was, she never took more than half of him into her mouth. "Holy fuck!" he blurted, "How..." He could feel Ella smile as he grunted out the question.

She pulled off and grinned, "Tequila. Tequila and girls challenging each other. There were a dozen of us girls and three bottles. One of the girls, Sarah said she could out deep-throat any of us. It was on! Marie or was it Maria? One of them ran up to her room and came down with, I swear a 14" cock. How or why she had it, I've not a clue, but there it was. Diana poured a shot and took the large dildo as if it were nothing and said, 'I'll start. If you,' meaning Laurie, 'cannot take this deeper than I, you have to take a shot. If you beat me, I'll take the shot.'" She looked up at the man as she continued to stroke him. "I think it was a combination of the tequila and my refusal to lose but I won. I had 13" of the 14" down my throat."

Marvin laughed, "Holy shit! I never heard of... but thinking about it, Billy won," he chuckled, "and hopefully I did too..."

Ella shook her head, "Any of the girls could have taken Billy's... fuck! I shouldn't have said that. Please forget I said anything," she said. "I'll suck you off and even swallow if you promise never to repeat that, even to yourself."

Marvin pushed the girl's mouth back onto his cock, "We have a deal... unlike yours, my lips are sealed... wait, yours are sealed. Sorry."

Ella chuckled as she felt the 8" cock hit comfortably against the back of her throat. Her lips were sealed as they were stretched wide around the fat shaft. She wondered if she still could do it as she hadn't had more than 5" in her mouth since. She bobbed her head and let out a deep moan when Marvin's hands held her head and he took over fucking her face. Ella never felt like this before, sucking cocks was supposed to be arousing for the guy but her nipples ached, and her pussy throbbed as the man used her mouth as a fuckhole. She was grunting with each deep thrust down her throat. She was gripping his muscular ass and with each flex, she felt her fingers creep more deeply between his ass cheeks. Then she felt the puckered bud and the tip of her middle finger press inside. Billy hated when she touched his anus but this man either didn't notice or liked it.

Across the lake, Brad Wallace had his 5" cock in his hand as he stroked himself furiously. Even since Elizabeth Davis passed away, there was nothing to see at this house but Marvin must have hired a hooker... no way would a beautiful girl like that winningly fuck an old man without something in return. He was watching on the screen on his SLR as he taped the erotic scene. The couple filled the frame and were as clear as if he were right there with them.

Marvin's knees wobbled as the aching in his balls intensified and when the redhead's finger popped inside his anus, he pulled her face close and exploded down her throat.

Ella had taken the toy deeper down her throat and had swallowed dozens of loads from her husband, but no man ever ejaculated so deep down her gullet. She swallowed rapidly so she didn't choke and when the man let out a satisfied groan, pulled out, and staggered back onto the bed, she was finally able to breathe. Pride surged through her as she didn't gag, didn't cough, and was able to hold her breath long enough for Marvin to empty his balls into her stomach. She crawled to the bed and took the man's firm cock so she could clean the remaining cum. In the back of her mind, she wondered if the Wallaces were watching so she parted her knees as she knelt on the bed hoping he'd get a good show. When she was done, she smacked her lips and smiled, "I wanted to taste you. You were so far down my throat..."

"Amazing... so amazing. I never thought a woman could do that," he sighed. He lifted her onto the bed and tossed her onto her back. "Now, about that item on your bucket list," he smiled. "Prepare to be orally pleasured."

Brad Wallace groaned as his sperm splattered onto the telescope stand. He'd have to clean that up before his wife got back from her girl's night out... that, and removing the Nikon and pointing the scope up toward where Venus most likely would be. He still had hours as she never got home before 2 AM. He didn't worry about jerking off whenever his wife went out drinking with her friends as she was never in the mood that night anyhow. But, Saturdays. Those were always the best days after her nights out. She seemed renewed and initiated sex, unlike every other time.

Ella watched as the older man kissed his way up the inside of her right thigh, her legs splayed wide. Had anyone told her earlier that day that she would have another man's cum in her stomach and be lying naked, her pussy dripping wet and there for his taking, she would have laughed. Never once had she been tempted to stray from her vows but something about this man triggered a need to make love with him, to let him fuck her, use her as he wished. It had to be sympathy, a charity fuck but it was more than that. He had an aura that made her pull off her dress without hesitation... without any feelings of guilt. Then Marvin's lips and tongue hit paydirt and she lost her train of thought.

Marvin felt a rush as the girl opened her legs wider as she lifted her ass off the bed. Never having a guy go down on her was something that needed rectifying and he wanted it to be a memorable experience. As he drove his tongue between her lips, she let out a series of soft moans. She tasted so good he decided her husband was an idiot for not diving between her legs every day. He lapped eagerly between her folds, attacking her clit between licks and her breathing was getting deeper. His hands groped her tits, pulling her hard nipples causing louder gasps. As he intensified his attack on her clit, the gasps morphed into moans and her humping was becoming erratic.

Ella wasn't frigid and she was able to orgasm, but never when making love with Billy. She often finished after her husband rolled over and fell asleep. What she was feeling now was more intense, and so stimulating that it felt almost painful... but not uncomfortably painful. She would never be able to describe the feeling she had as she felt the burning tingling in her womb build until she cried out as everything exploded.

Marvin's face was smeared with the girl's juices as she ground her pussy against his face. Amazingly, even though he came just 20 minutes earlier, his cock surged back to full tumescence. He pressed his tongue against her clit as she grunted rhythmically. When her gasps softened, he gently kissed her sopping pussy until she let out a long sigh and went limp. He looked up her body as he nuzzled her downy-soft patch of pubic hair. Her arousing scent, the swell of her breasts, and her velvety pubes made him want nothing more than to stay right where he was.

Ella realized that she might have orgasmed in the past but she hadn't truly orgasmed. She never saw an intense light show, never felt electrical shock pulse through her body, and never nearly passed out. She expected the older man to climb up between her legs, but he was still kissing her raw, tingling pussy. "I need you to fuck me now," she said breathlessly, "I mean, if you want to."

Marvin crawled on top of her, and looked at her flushed face, "I can't say no," he smiled, "though I know a charity fuck when I see it. You didn't have to do all this," he said. "I hope that this doesn't harm your marriage."

Ella started to shake her head but then nodded. "OK. I felt really bad about you losing your wife and when you said it had been two years and I considered just giving you a blowjob... but wow! This was amazing... unexpected. I hope he never finds out and I'll have to live with the guilt... I never thought I'd cheat on Billy, but," she looked over at the clock, "Oh shit! He said he'd call me at 11... my phone is in your living room."

Marvin's cock was pressing between her wet lips and he was seconds away from plunging inside her but nodded and rolled off her. "You have 15 minutes. Better go get it." He admired the beautiful redhead as she rolled off the bed and trotted naked down the hallway. He felt regret knowing this was a one-time thing and his house would feel horribly empty and lonely after the girl left. He was lying on the bed, stroking his hard cock when she came back in.

"Hey! You can't be doing that. Aren't you some bigshot executive? Don't you have people to do that for you?" she asked as she crawled next to him. She took his cock and stroked him with her head on his stomach, "Is this big? It seems huge but I have only been with one man before now," she said.

Marvin shrugged, "No idea. I've never been with another man," he chuckled, "And Elizabeth hadn't either. She seemed happy with it."

Ella nodded and leaned over to take him back into her mouth. She made sure he was fully erect and well-lubed before popping him out of her mouth and straddling him. She had to raise herself high before she could line up the spear-like head between her lips. "Oooohhhh, fuck!" she gasped as she felt her pussy being stretched wide. "This is... wow! So deep inside me," she moaned as she lowered herself onto his hips. "Don't worry about me, I want you to cum," she panted, "I already came."

Marvin palmed the girl's perky tits as he savored the tight pussy gripping his cock. 'I fucking missed this feeling,' he thought. 'Nothing better in the world than being buried in a nice tight pussy.' Then Ella raised and slammed back down, spawning a deep grunt.

As if experiencing something for the first time she pulled up until just the tip was inside her before dropping back down. She savored the wonderful feelings inside her body as the large mass filled her and hit areas she didn't know she had.

Her eyes were closed, her chest pressed into the man's huge hands as she bounced on his cock as if unaware of anything else in the room. Then she remembered she was married but instead of guilt, she wondered about something else. She worried in the back of her mind that she'd never be able to feel Billy inside her again and felt an unfamiliar aching begin. 'No way! Billy told her that some women cannot reach orgasm through intercourse. Also, she came already. Women can't cum again for hours... can they? She focused on the growing tingling and the tip of his cock hitting her cervix. Her ass was slapping against his thighs as she speared her vagina with the man's long shaft. She was telling herself over and over, 'Billy can never know, Billy can never know,' as the tingling increased.

Marvin could feel the girl's impending orgasm so he pulled her down, planted his lips on her left nipple, and licked the hard nub. He grabbed her small, tight ass cheeks as she torqued her pelvis on his cock. Then, when he pressed a finger against her tiny puckered bud she grunted into his mouth as she came.

Elle was surprised by the intensity of the orgasm as the tingling suddenly grew, peaked, and exploded through her body. She arched her back and let out a cry as she came. If there had been a light show before, this was a massive laser show as she felt the release pulse out from her womb.

Marvin's finger was buried deep in the girl's rectum and his mouth was filled with soft tit as she ground against him. After a minute, she let out a deep groan and went limp. He didn't remove his finger but he did stop sucking on her nipple. He rolled her onto her back and looked down at her. "Are you OK? Want me to pull out?" He asked.

Ella shook her head and smiled, "Not now, not ever," she said breathlessly, "You can fuck me all night."

Marvin admired the shaft mounds gently jiggling as he thrust his hips against her tight pussy. Her mouth opened with each full penetration. He felt like he could go all night when her damn phone rang.

Ella looked at the clock, 11:35. "Billy. You said you'd call... OK. Not surprised," she said. She muted the phone as she pulled the man's cock deep inside her, "Don't stop. Fuck me as hard as you want." Then she continued her conversation with her husband. "It went fine. He opened up and I really got a feel for the man inside," she smiled. "He was great, made me feel comfortable, at home. Yeah, me too... sorry, but not tonight. If you had called earlier I would have been more into it... OK, I might have," she giggled. "You didn't call when you said you would... a girl has needs." She closed her eyes as Marvin picked up the speed of his fucking. "You take care of that... Perhaps I never made it back to the motel and he's with me... pervert. You know I'd never... well, OK. Perhaps I did... not needed, he said he was snipped... you'll never know, will you?" she smiled, "OK. I'll ask him. Love you... bye," she finished.

"That excited him?" Marvin asked as he continued to drive his cock into her pussy. "What are you going to ask him?"

Ella blushed, "It's a game we play whenever one of us is away. I get picked up by a guy with a huge cock. He jokes that he wants to see a video so I'm supposed to ask him to record our fuck session," she smiled. She looked around the man's much larger body, "Can you call the Wallaces to see if someone is watching and recording this?" she asked.

Marvin chuckled, "Maybe we should go over to the window for a better show," he said as he slowly pulled his cock out of her tight hole.

Brad was about to stop recording when he saw the couple across the lake get off the bed. It was strange that it didn't look like they came but then the beautiful redhead looked right at him and waved. Then she put her hands on the plate glass while the older man... what was his name? They met last year. Anyhow, he rammed his cock into her pussy. Brad's cock was back to its full 5" again as he could see the slick cock slide into her pussy, the large ballsack dangling between his legs. Although he was a fan of huge tits, this girl's tits made his mouth water. They stuck out invitingly from her chest.

Ella could see lights across the lake and felt something she never thought about before. Being watched. It was a rush thinking that some man or men were out there, cocks in hand jerking off watching her not just getting fucked, but getting fucked by a man she just met. Thinking about that made her arch her back to accentuate her tits while opening her stance. Marvin reached around to grab her tits and slammed into her harder. The poor men watching were missing out on the loud slapping of flesh against flesh but in her fantasy, there were microphones.

Marvin's balls had been aching for a while but when Ella's grunts became words, "Fuck me, fuck, me, fuck me," he let it all boil up. "Ella... Ella... I'm..."

"Do it. Cum inside me... I want your cum," she panted. Then, just as Marvin let out a deep grunt she felt her third orgasm suddenly peak and explode inside her.

Brad wanted to cheer. Now that's how orgasms look! Both the man's face and the girl's were clenched in agony. 'Who is this girl? A babysitter... no, that can't be. Niece? Grandaughter?' As he thought that the old man was fucking his granddaughter he came again, though this time there was nothing to clean up as he just had a few dribbles on his hand.

Ella's knees collapsed and she and Marvin sank to the floor, their chests heaving, their crotches still melded together.

After cleaning up, Ella looked at their naked bodies in the bathroom mirror, "I'll admit I wanted to do that for you but wow! Now I want to thank you. That was the best fuck I've ever had," she smiled. She stroked his soft cock and shook her head. His 6" soft was still a lot more than Billy's... but there's more to a relationship than sex...'Keep telling yourself that,' she told herself.

After they tracked down their clothes, Marvin looked at the clock. "Are you sure it isn't too late to check in to the motel?"

Ella shook her head and pulled out her key card, "Checked in on the way here." She kissed him thinking it would be a peck and when he slipped his tongue into her mouth and lifted her, she let out a moan, wrapping her legs around his waist. Was he hard again? She could feel the hard rod press against her damp thong. She didn't let go, didn't unwrap her legs but broke the kiss, "You don't want me to go, do you?" she panted.

Marvin shook his head. In the bathroom, while Ella was on the toilet, he popped one of those pills his brother gave him. He told him they were incredible and that he'd thank him when he decided to get out there again. He was amazed, not only was he able to get hard again, but he could not remember feeling his cock so rigid. It was like being 18 again.

The next morning, Ella was able to find her clothes and get dressed. She drove to the motel, happy that there was no lobby to go through still wearing her dress from the night before.

She messed up the bed wondering why she cared what the maid thought about her. She changed into her jeans and T-shirt and left to go return the card key.

Billy was up and greeted her with a kiss. After they ate breakfast, he asked her how it went. All his questions were innocent enough but it was as if he were skirting the real question... did she have sex with the man? Ella acted innocent and discussed the purely business aspects of the evening but after putting away the dishes, Billy came up behind her and slipped his hands under her T-shirt.

Ella found herself under her husband, his 5" cock thrusting more urgently into her than she ever remembered. She was happy that she could feel him, and not just feel him, he felt almost bigger, and harder. Just as she was comparing Billy's nearly hairless chest to Marvin's more muscular, hairier chest, Billy let out a grunt as he filled his condom with sperm.

Billy pulled out and flopped next to his wife, "I missed you. All night I thought about... never mind," he said as he pulled the spent rubber off his cock.

Ella's body was vibrating with her unrealized orgasm knowing what he wanted to say. Dozens of scenarios played out in her head as she rolled over, "What? What did you think about?" she asked.

I know, I know. Stupid, but I'm a guy, OK? I thought that that old guy might... you know..."

Ella laughed, "Old guy? You mean a man who could be my grandfather?" she giggled. Then she looked serious, "Why are you still hard and stroking your cock? Does that excite you?" she asked.

"Yeah, sorry. It's sick, I know, but I jerked off twice last night just thinking about you... you know, naked, under him," he sighed. "Stupid... guys that age probably can't even get it up anymore."

Ella crawled down, taking over and stroking his cock while looking him in the eyes, "They have pills for that sort of thing, you know," she said, "And I'm feeling a bit insulted that I'm not sexy enough to get any man hard," she purred. She took his cock between her lips. She hated the taste of latex but liked how easily she could take all of him into her mouth.

Billy lay back imagining his beautiful, innocent wife acting like a slut. At first, it was tough to do as she was just too faithful, too true to their marriage that she'd never let herself go like that. But the more she sucked his cock, the clearer the images became and he felt everything building up.

Ella was ready for the few dribbles that squirted from his cock. She easily swallowed all of it before popping his cock out of her mouth. She sat back, wiping her lips with the back of her arm, "Next week. I'll make sure to let... I forget who I'm interviewing. Oh! Alan Wagner. Chief Operations Officer. I'll let him do what he wants to me. Would that make you happy?" she asked as she teasingly stroked his penis. "Holy crap! It would," she giggled as the cock in her hand surged back to its full 5".

Ella and Billy made love at least twice each day until the following Friday. He told her to tell him more about how great it was to get fucked by another man, believing she was being creative in her storytelling. Ella didn't need to make up stories. She found that just telling him the truth made him cum in minutes... if only he'd last long enough so she could cum even once. Billy didn't care if she were telling stories or telling the truth as she sent him over the top every time.