Three Lovers
Part 2
By Dirk Rhinestone
Steven and his co-workers completed their catered Kobe beef lunch. Only four remained as everyone else stepped out for a break. Steven and Arnold sat on one side of the table, and a man and woman chatted on the other side about real estate. "Who's this?" Arnold asked Steven as he leaned over to show him a picture on his phone. It was a Facebook photo of Ryder with another boy at a gay club.
"Maybe an acquaintance," Steven whispered.
Arnold muted his phone and flipped to a Snap video of the two boys fucking. "Acquaintance?"
Steven hesitated, then shrugged. "Looks about right."
Just then, Mrs. Devon Peyton entered, and everyone rose for her. Devon had fake tits, South Sea pearls, a blonde pixie bob, and a scarlet Alexander McQueen suit. She was mid-thirties and an ice queen. "Mrs. Peyton, we appreciate the space--and the food and drinks," Arnold said, nodding.
"We should be done with our conference room next week," the other woman said.
"Stay as long as you need to," Devon intoned as she pivoted to Arnold. "And I'll let my father know." Devon looked at the wall past Steven. "Mister Alexander, may I have a word with you in the hallway?"
Steven and Arnold exchanged glances, and Steven and Devon exited the room. "Yes, ma'am?" Steven asked.
"Mister Alexander, I'm--aroused," she said with a death stare.
Steven tugged on his blazer. "Now?"
"Yes, now. Is there a problem?"
"No problem, ma'am." Steven ran his fingers through his hair. "Except for the room I'm staying in--"
"Penthouse," Devon said, rolling her eyes and darting away. Steven scrambled to join her side.
"Never been to the penthouse."
"Shut up." They hurried to the elevator. Once inside, he moved closer to her. "Get away," she said, glancing at the camera.
The elevator sped up to the penthouse. Devon bolted out with Steven in tow. She waved her hand across a tiny monitor and entered another hallway. Devon waved her hand again, and they entered the penthouse. "Shower," she said.
They went to the bathroom, undressed, and climbed into the spa shower. He gazed at her tits, which looked like stones. He then grazed her rock-hard abdomen with his fingertips. "Nice." He smirked.
"Stop--soap up. I don't have all day."
They washed thoroughly and went to bed naked. Steven gave his cock a few tugs, making himself half erect. "Don't get used to this," she said as she leaned in to provide him with a fast, half-assed blowjob. His cock sprang up. A string of her spit quivered from his cock head. "On your back," she said.
He lay supine on the bed. Devon walked over to her Hermes handbag and pulled out a Trojan. She returned. "Oh, yeah, ride me," he moaned.
"Not your fucking whore. Don't talk to me like one," she grumbled as she slapped the Trojan onto him. She climbed on top and mounted him. Her body shimmied down his shaft.
"Gawd, yes," he groaned.
He stared at her pussy, which was white, tight, and bald. Her pussy muscles clamped down on his cock. He pulled her pussy lips back. She smacked his hand away and began riding him.
They both breathed harder, and she let out a succession of tiny murmurs. She threw her head back as she quickened her pace. By this point, her pussy had a death grip on his dick. He reached over and slid his fingers under her clitoral hood. She flinched, scowled, and grabbed his arm, but he rubbed her clit until she let out an excited squeal. "You like that, don't you?" He rubbed her harder, and she opened her legs wider, gripped his legs from behind, and let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Don't stop!" she shrieked as she pounded away on his cock.
"Tightest fucking cunt ever!" He squeezed her clit, as she jolted and gasped.
She slapped him but continued riding him with wild abandonment. Her white handprint formed on his reddened face. He gripped her with both hands and thrust as hard as he could into her, immediately blowing his load. She screamed and writhed as she also spazzed her orgasm.
She took a few deep breaths, wiped the sweat from her brow, exited her trembling ride, ripped off his condom, and tossed it onto the floor, splattering cum all over the wall. "Don't ever treat me like that again. I'm a lady," she said while trying not to pant.
She stormed off to the shower.