It Cuts Both Ways

Wrapping her hand around his naked cock, she gasped when she realized he wasn't even completely hard yet. He continued to swell as he popped the clasp of her bra with the same practiced touch he had used to unbutton her blouse.

Her fingers didn't touch around his girth now, and he throbbed powerfully in her grip. Pulling away from the kiss with a gasp, and releasing him, she quickly tore off her blouse and bra. He leaned down and sucked her right nipple between his lips, drawing a low moan from her. One of her hands went to the back of his head, tousling his sandy-blonde hair, while the other tugged down her skirt. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants, releasing her nipple just long enough to pull his shirt over his head.

As soon as they were both completely nude, Jackie thrust her hips forward to grind her sex against his muscled leg. He let out a moaning chuckle around her nipple, pushing her back and cupping her moist heat in his hand, slipping a finger between her labia and into her depths. She moaned and wrapped her hand around his manhood again, rasping her hand over the hot flesh.

Looking down, she was fascinated by how small her hand looked next to his big cock. She had always said that Chris had been made for her, just the perfect size to fill her up without hurting her, but now she was looking forward to being stretched out by the gorgeous prick in her hand.

He pulled his finger from inside her, and brought it to his mouth to suck it clean. Jackie was still watching her hand stroke him, wondering if she could even get it in her mouth.

Only one way to find out, she thought and licked her lips. A moment later, she was sliding her hands down his body while she dropped to her knees.

"I don't have any condoms."

"I'm on the pill," she said quickly, stroking his thighs with her eyes locked on his clean-shaven member. Then she darted forward and her tongue snaked out.

"Oh, yeah, that's it," Dan groaned as she licked up and down his shaft, her saliva coating him. "Wrap those lips around me."

Even the tip was a mouthful as she slipped it between her lips. Sucking it softly while stroking him with her hand, a muffled squeal erupted from her as a drop of pre-cum flooded her mouth with its intense, pungent taste. She opened her mouth wider, sliding down over a couple more inches of his cock.

Grasping her hair, Dan pushed and pulled with the strokes of her mouth, watching his prick stretch her lips wide. "Oh, yeah, suck my cock," he grunted.

Moaning around him, Jackie took him as fast and deep as she could manage. Her jaw started aching within moments from being opened so wide, and she had to release him, licking him up and down again while she caught her breath and tried to work her jaw to loosen the muscles.

She engulfed him in her mouth again, but had to let him go after a few strokes. He was just too big, and she wasn't used to it. She had every intention of mastering it, but a tug on her hair guided her to stand, and she did so with a final swirl of her tongue over his purple helmet.

Pulling her upward, Dan reached around and squeezed her tight ass as soon as she got back on her feet. He then lifted her easily into his arms, and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her to the couch, the musky scent of her arousal thick in his lungs, and her moist lips smearing her juices over his abs.

Jackie couldn't believe his strength. He carried her as if she weighed nothing, laying her down on the couch. He raised one knee to the cushions, leaving the other leg on the floor, and then raised one of her knees, moving her other leg to drape over the couch.

Dan edged forward until the tip of his cock was scant centimeters from touching her. "Do you want it?"

"Fuck yes, I want it," Jackie gasped out.

He moaned and used his hand to guide his cockhead up and down her lips, getting it slick with her juices and drawing a long sigh from her. He smiled when both her eyes and her mouth opened wide, as he slipped between her labia.

"God, so big," she moaned, "Easy."

She thought for sure he was going to split her in half at first. Her lips were stretched almost painfully wide, and barely more than the head was inside her. Reaching down, she rubbed the throbbing bud at the apex of her lips, taking the edge off the pain as he pushed forward again, sliding another inch of his cock inside her.

"Oh yeah, that pussy's nice and tight," Dan grunted.

"More," Jackie hissed, and then yelped as he pushed about half of his big cock inside her. She closed her eyes tight, and rubbed her clit faster. Another push and she felt him slip deeper into her saturated depths. Opening her eyes, she was both amazed, and a little apprehensive, to see that at least a couple inches remained.

"That's it, relax, you can take it. Damn, you feel good."

Trembling, she did her best to relax her muscles. As soon as he felt the slightest lessening of the tight squeeze of her velvety smooth walls, Dan thrust inside her to the hilt.

A choked scream burst from her as she felt his heavy balls come to rest against her. She sucked in quick, gasping breaths, trying to master the twinges of pain and the intense pressure of his big cock stretching her to her limit. A moan accompanied his withdrawal from her depths, followed by a high-pitched growl as he shoved the full length of his thick cock back inside her.

Jackie's head lashed back and forth, her fingers a blur as they circled her clit. Dan steadily increased the speed of his thrusts, loving the look on her face, a mixture of pain and pleasure. As he got up to speed, he growled, "I love watching those hot tits bounce."

The pain faded beneath the weight of her building orgasm, now that she was relaxed enough to accommodate him. "God, I love your cock. Fuck me! I'm about to come!"

Dan grabbed her thighs in a tight grip, and started to pound his cock home. Clipped groans accompanied every one of his thrusts, and then her mouth opened in a silent scream as she came. Her back arched up off the couch, and her whole body trembled as the climatic shock waves rolled through her body.

Jackie could hear nothing except the sound of her heartbeat pounding in her ears. Her eyes were squinted tightly shut, and the wicked itch of her orgasm just kept getting stronger. Again and again, her walls contracted around him as she just kept coming.

Dan slowed down his thrusts, loving the way her face, her chest, and her tits flushed red as she came. Her milky white cream coated him, and drops clung to her lips as he thrust and withdrew. At last, he paused, buried deep inside her, and let her orgasm subside. "Did you like that?"

"Oh, fuck yes," she moaned. She yelped as he pulled back, a disappointed moan rising from her as her lips snapped back away from his retreating cock.

"Get on your hands and knees," Dan huskily ordered.

She moved on trembling legs to comply, feeling his hands pulling up on her hips as soon as she rolled over. Once her ass was up high in the air, he pressed up against her lips and buried his cock again. "Oh, yeah, that's good," he moaned.

"Come inside me," Jackie said in a feral growl.

Dan gave her every ounce of his strength then, her head bouncing forward by at least half a foot with each slam of his cock into her depths. She was soaked, squishing sounds accompanying his every thrust, but it was the choked off sounds of pleasure she was battling that really turned him on.

Jackie held her teeth clenched tight, fighting the urge to scream. The offices were all fairly soundproof, but she didn't trust that was enough to contain the vocalizations fighting for life inside her. She had never felt such power, or been so full. Her whole body was alive with electric jolts of pleasure. She felt it coming, a rapid expansion of hot pressure within her. She knew there was no way she could keep her mouth closed when that bubble burst. Collapsing down, she buried her face in a throw pillow just in time, as a final rapid swell ruptured the final restraints on her climax.

"Oh, hell yes," Dan gasped as her walls clenched even tighter around him. He could actually feel her scream of release vibrating through her body. With a final pair of thrusts, he slammed home and groaned, long and loud, as he erupted inside her.

His cream felt as hot as lava, filling her tightly contracted canal. Another shot of ecstasy wracked her body as she felt him come inside her. He just kept throbbing and spurting, until Jackie didn't think it was humanly possible for a man to have so much cum, and she just kept coming, until she nearly blacked out from the intensity.

[------***------]

"Holy shit. I take it back, I bet I get five grand out of this one," Joe laughed. "Damn, he tore that pussy up."

Roger couldn't manage anything but a nod of agreement as Joe started downloading the recorded video onto Dan's laptop.

[------***------]

Jackie winced and bit off a yelp as she pulled up her panties. She thought she was never going to stop dripping, sitting on the toilet until her ass went numb. Now her legs tingled with pins and needles too. Her labia were bright red and swollen, and a drop of blood welled up from where she was split.

Fuck, it was worth it. Just not so damn hard next time. Now we're even, Chris, you bastard.

There was nothing she could really do about it here. She'd have to get home and put some ointment or something on the split. Pulling up her panties the rest of the way, she knew that she'd have to pitch them when she got home. Not only would they be spotted with blood, but she could also feel another dollop of Dan's cum sliding from deep inside her even as she smoothed out her skirt.

Heading back to her office with a generous handful of paper towels, she went to work cleaning her juices and Dan's cum off the couch. It took quite a while.

Walking gingerly back to her desk, Jackie opened her purse and praised the fact that she kept a few of the Vicodin the doctor had prescribed for a sprained ankle a couple months back. Popping the pills, she smiled when she put the bottle back in her purse and saw the slip of paper inside. On it was written Dan's phone number and his address.

That set off a tingle inside her, which immediately turned to a sharp stab of pain. Yow, no thinking about sex right now. Get home, get in the bath, and get in bed.

Slipping her purse over her shoulder she closed up her office and keyed out on the panel, hitting the elevator and heading out of the building.

As he watched her leave the building, Roger chuckled, "Look at her waddle. She'll be walking funny for days after the way she just got fucked. I'm going to tear the wife up when I get home. Fuck, that was hot."

[------***------]

Chris poured more ice into the bucket, and tossed another log on the fire. Glancing at his watch, he saw it was twenty after eleven.

She must still be mad at me. I knew I should have just told her right from the beginning. He sighed at that thought, and then considered the alternative, Maybe they're just wooing a new client, and she had to work late to get things ready. It's happened before.

He blew out a breath, one he didn't even realize he had been holding, when he heard Jackie's Jag pulling into the driveway. A quick glance around to make sure he had everything ready, but artfully hidden from immediate view, got him thinking about where he planned to steer the evening. That had him stiffening in anticipation a moment later as he heard the garage door closing.

She walked in and thoughts of sex were immediately replaced by concern when he saw her. She was limping a bit, and her expression showed hints of pain. "Baby, are you okay?" He walked over to her and took her hand, starting to take her briefcase for her.

He couldn't stop himself from wincing when she jerked away from him. "Leave me alone. Just leave me alone."

"Are you still mad at me? I'm sorry I tried to make excuses and avoid it, I should have just come right out and told you what was wrong..."

"Are you still mad at me?" She mocked him in a high-pitched, nasally voice. "I bet your tart was disappointed when you had to save one for me, to try and cover things up, huh?" She swept past him toward the bedroom.

Chris caught up with her and put a restraining hand on her shoulder. "Jackie, what are you talking about? I need to tell you what's been wrong with me all this time."

"Get your hand off me," Jackie growled, pausing after each word.

He pulled his hand away, and she spun on him, red-hot anger burning in her eyes. "I saw you leaving with that big-titted slut at lunch today. To think I was coming down there to make up with you. I'm such an idiot." Turning away, she started back toward the bedroom door again.

At first, he was simply more confused than ever, and then it dawned on him. "Cynthia? Jackie, we just happened to be going the same way, I was headed down there to pick up something. I would never cheat on you. Will you please wait?"

Pausing just outside the bedroom door, Jackie shook her head and then swept inside, slamming the door behind her.

Chris walked up and knocked on the door. "Jackie, I mean it; you're the only one I want. I had something wrong with me, I couldn't get hard, no matter how turned on I was. I was embarrassed to tell you, or anyone. I finally realized I had to see a doctor, and he gave me something that fixed it. Things will be back to normal now, Baby."

He waited a minute for a response, and then knocked on the door again, "Jackie? Did you hear me?"

The sound of water filling the tub in the master bath was her only response.

He knocked twice more, but she still refused to acknowledge his presence. Muttering curses under his breath, he went to put away the champagne, love oil, and everything else he had prepared for the romantic romp he had hoped he'd be having right now.

[------***------]

Chris walked out of the spare bedroom when he heard Jackie get up, but he barely opened his mouth to speak when she turned and stared daggers at him. She almost appeared to be daring him to say anything, waiting to explode the moment he did.

They stood, awkwardly looking at each other from across the room for a minute, and then Jackie shook her head and walked toward the front door.

He sighed as he heard the door close, immediately followed by the sound of the Jaguar firing up and leaving. He'd asked for today off as well, when he requested to leave yesterday, figuring that after six months of no sex, they would probably need more than a night to get caught up.

So much for that idea.

Chris paced and muttered to himself, his usual manner of working through problems. "Okay, I've got to convince her I'm not cheating. I knew I should have never hired Cynthia." He let out a growl, thinking that he should go in and let her go -- today.

He sighed then, shook his head, and resumed pacing. It wasn't Cynthia's fault, and she was a damn good assistant. "It's my fault, that's whose fault it is. Why wouldn't she think I was cheating when I was walking around here in cloak and dagger mode all the time, because my damn dick decided to take a vacation."

Thinking it through, he decided that surely the paperwork from the doctor would convince her, if he could get her to read it. If that didn't work, likely nothing would. "Need to give her time and space, let her burn the anger out of her system. Then I'll give her the paperwork and explain again. Diamonds. Definitely a time for diamonds. I can fix this."

He kept pacing for a while longer, piecing together a plan of how he was going to try to make this up to her, when and if she ever gave him the opportunity.

[------***------]

Jackie made two stops on the way to work, one at the drug store, and one at the sex shop. Chris didn't really like anal, although he'd done it for her frequently because she loved it so much. With an enema, a pack of moist wipes, and a nice big bottle of lube waiting in her briefcase, Jackie hoped Dan would be open to stretching her ass. The thought of such a big cock in her ass was a little scary, but at the same time, she knew her panties were in danger of getting very damp just from the thought of it.

Getting through the day of work was torturous, and Dan's stop with her mail was even more so. They kept things under wraps, only sharing a smile, a few whispered words, and some eyebrow twitches as he dropped off her mail and picked up her packages.

Finally, people started leaving for the day. It was the time they had agreed upon, so Jackie closed the door and called Dan's cell. She smiled when he answered it on the first ring. Obviously, he was anticipating this evening as much as her.

"I've been hard all day," he chuckled when he answered the phone.

"I'm soaked. God, I want that dick, and I want it now."

"It was so hot fucking you in your office. I want to do it one more time."

Jackie paused. They had pretty much planned to go back to his place, but thinking about it now, she was getting turned on by the thought of fucking him here again too. It was deliciously naughty, having sex in her office with people -- at least security, if nothing else -- still in the building.

"One more time, then we go back to your place," Jackie agreed. Her lip twitched up into a crooked grin then, and she asked in a husky whisper, "How would you like to fuck my ass?"

"Oh, fuck yeah; I'd love to fuck that hot ass."

Jackie purred and quivered, hearing him laugh in response on the other end of the line. "Nine thirty. Security should be the only people here by then. I want to be able to moan and scream while that big cock of yours is inside me, so after that we go back to your place."

"Whatever you want, Jackie. I'll see you at nine thirty."

"I'll be wet, and waiting."

Hanging up the phone, Jackie stared at the clock and willed time to move faster.

[------***------]

At nine o'clock, the building was all but abandoned, which was good, because the last thing Jackie wanted was anyone around for what she was about to do. Heading to the washroom, she went into a stall and pulled the enema out of her purse. It was warm, as she had rested it between her thighs and left it there for a couple of hours, while trying to pass the time on the computer.

Fifteen minutes later, she walked back into her office. She just planned for a quick romp here when Dan arrived, and then they'd go back to his place so he could take her ass. She wasn't about to do the necessary clean up at his apartment, though. Now, she would be ready when they got there.

Jackie was waiting just inside her open office door when he arrived. A quick walk around had let her know that there wasn't a soul on the floor. Most of her co-workers were at a conference in San Francisco, and those who hadn't gone were far from likely to come in late.

Listening to the amplified chime of the elevator, she chuckled. Her mother had sent her all sorts of baby things, ever hoping to sway her daughter, and now Jackie had found a way to get some use out of the baby monitor. It would let her know if anyone came upstairs. The second chime sounded, and she heard the elevator door open. Nobody would be slipping upstairs without her knowing it.

She backed into her office, beckoning him when he walked into view. He smiled and twitched his eyebrows, closing and locking the door behind him. From the way her nipples pressed against the material of her blouse, he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. A quick grope as they kissed revealed that she wasn't wearing panties either. She was jerking down his pants almost as soon as their lips met.

When she came up for air, Dan grabbed a handful of her hair and said in a husky growl, "I can't stop thinking about fucking your ass, it's driving me crazy."