Merger, Takeover

When she woke, she sat up which also woke Jack. His limp cock was now just that. It was useless to her now. She asked him frankly, "You did say that you had a vasectomy; right?" He said, "Yes". She was glad for that. She got up went to the shower. After her shower she dressed and went for the door.

"What about these?" he asked, looking at his bonds.

"I'll be back later; I don't think I'm done with you yet." Then she left.

Chapter 4

Morgan's Return

Jack had been there in the hotel bed for what he thought was far too long. The residue from sex with Morgan had long since dried and he didn't like the feeling it gave. He was wandering when she would return to release him. He really needed to use the bathroom. He didn't like the feeling of being exposed like this either. What if Morgan did not return before he was supposed to check out? What would this look like when the maids came to clean the room.

He heard a click at the door; Morgan or the maid, who would it be? It was Morgan entering with the key card that she had taken from the nightstand. What a relief that was.

When she came to the bed she just stared and laughed at her recent conquest. She was carrying a small grocery sack. Jack asked her if she would mind untying him. She didn't and obliged. Jack practically knocked her down in his efforts to relieve himself. After taking a leak he told Morgan that he would shower while he was in there. She didn't mind.

Jack returned from the shower and walked though his room. There was no since in trying to hide his nakedness for she had seen it all now. He reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of boxers and put them on. Sitting down on the bed next to Morgan he asked what was in the bad. "Breakfast," she exclaimed. She pulled out some fruit and bagels and poked a banana toward him. "Want one?" she asked. He was definitely hungry and didn't refuse.

"What happened last night?" Jack asked. He knew what had happened but really didn't know why.

"I don't know," Morgan said. "I got really horny last night and needed to satisfy myself."

"Why me?" Jack asked.

She explained her reasons for this and that when she found his door wasn't latched, that it was supposed to be that way.

"So, if my door had been locked, this would have never happened," Jack stated.

"Well I don't know. I may have decided to knock. I needed some sex last night really bad. I came to your door with that intent. I almost chickened out but the urge for sex was too great. Finding your door cracked just made it easy to go through with," Morgan explained.

"So, what do we do now?" Jack questioned her. "Do we go back to work and act as if nothing happened? Am I supposed to forget about you tying me up? I don't think I will ever forget that. It was quite the fantasy turned reality."

"I think we finish breakfast right now. I haven't told anyone that I was coming home today. Have you?" Morgan asked with a mischievous smile.

"No I haven't. I have learned not to make plans to far in advance when we have a company buyout."

"Good, then we have plenty of time," Morgan stated bluntly. "I'm having too much fun right now."

Jack had to admit, it was exhilarating. To have this young hot woman want him for sex was more than he could have imagined. Of course, he had imagined of sex with her, but not in this way. He figured it would always be a fantasy.

"I can tell the others that I was called in this morning and they will have to squeeze into the van to get back. I guess then we will see where you lead us today, Morgan," Jack said.

"I think I can find something for use to do," Morgan said as her grin returned.

They finished breakfast and Jack brushed his teeth and dressed as Morgan returned to her room to gather her things. They both really needed to check out.

Jack's cell phone rang. It was his boss. He was being called in to work at the new company. Throwing his stuff into his bag showed his disappointment. Morgan came to Jack's room and received the bad news. She just threw her things onto a chair and told Jack that she would check out and just move in with him.

"I have already told the others to go one home and they said they would be leaving within the hour. I also told them that you would be needed to help train some folks on our system, so this shouldn't draw too much attention," Jack said as he prepared to head out. "Just make yourself comfortable. I will call you later about getting some lunch."

"Call my cell phone. I think I will do some shopping."

"Ok, I will see you later." Jack left.

When Jack called Morgan to meet for lunch, she was shopping of course. She told him where she was waiting. She had already decided what she wanted for lunch. It was a little Italian joint, mom and pop owned. Jack loaded up on carbs because he still felt drained from the night's activities. Morgan ordered their baked lasagna and each had a beer.

"So, what do you have planned for tonight?" Jack asked truly not knowing.

"Don't worry about it. It will be well worth your wait," excitement burst through Morgan's voice.

Jack asked if she needed a ride back to the hotel but Morgan said that she wanted to look around some more and that she would just walk.

When Jack got back to his room, he found Morgan waiting and decked out in the hottest little black leather skirt. Her top was low cut revealing her ample breast. "Are we going out tonight?" Jack wondered aloud.

"We are going dancing again," Morgan declared.

"Do you remember what happened the last time we danced?" Jack's question was more of a dare.

"Oh, yea, and it better happen again," Morgan dared back.

They went to get a quick bite and then to the club from the previous to nights. It was Friday night now and a bit more crowded. They sat in a different booth, closer to the dance floor and a little more lit, no matter. They ordered drinks as before and waited for them to come. As they waited, Morgan asked Jack what he really thought about the last night they were here. He told her that he hadn't expected her to dance with him the way that she had and that he had never even thought that what happened later would have happened; the truth be known, she hadn't either. The drinks came and they continued with their conversation. A song that was familiar to Morgan came through the speakers and she grabbed Jack by the arm and dragged him to the floor. Jack knew that it was futile to refuse and really didn't want to.

The song was one of those that Jack could only do his best to keep up. He was of a different generation and hadn't been out in a long time. Morgan knew the song very well and danced, wiggled and shook her way through every note. Jack couldn't help but notice how her tits were nearly popping out as she worked herself to frenzy. The song ended and Jack was glad. She was laughing as he pulled her back to the booth. He wouldn't be able to handle many more like that and didn't think that her top would either.

Jack felt a bit warmer tonight than the previous two. Was it the people or the anticipation of things to come? They sat together and sipped on there beer. Jack told her that she was hot on the floor. He felt her hand on his thigh and the heat that it caused. She moved it to his cock which began to swell at her touch. She rubbed this swollen piece of meat hard. He thought she would crush it. The pressure caused him to wince.

"Did I hurt you?" she asked.

"No," he said. "I'm just in a bit of a bind."

"Let me see what I can do about that," she said as she searched for the top of his zipper. Finding it, she eased it down. Jack had to slouch down into the booth to let it slide. With the zipper now open, she reached through the slit in his boxers and began to massage him. Fully erect, now, she slowly pulled her hand out with his cock. Stroking him with one hand and finishing her drink with the other. The waitress noticed and asked if we were ready for another round. Morgan said yes for both of them. She wanted more access and began undoing Jack's belt and button. With every thing now more available, she pushed her hand into the top of his boxers and down to his sack, rolling each of his balls with her fingers. Jack leaned his head back against the seat and relished the moment. This was too much.

The waitress came back with their drinks; shook her head and just smiled. She could see what Morgan was doing. The waitress leaned down to Morgan's ear and just told her "Don't get to carried away with it. If it gets noticeable, I will have to ask you to leave". Morgan nodded her head and said, "Ok". This didn't stop her at all. She continued with all. She stroked him again. She took another sip of beer as nothing was abnormal. Maybe it wasn't abnormal for her, but it was sure something that wasn't normal for Jack. She was working him faster and squeezing him like he was milking a cow. She could tell that Jack was getting close to making a mess and a scene and stopped. "We need to go," Jack commanded.

As Morgan blocked the view from most of the club, Jack fixed his pants and shirt the best he could. They stood, the bulge in Jack's pants was quite obvious, and they left. They were walking back to the hotel when Jack detoured through a neighborhood park.

Jack now had the same need that Morgan had the night before. He wanted, no needed, her now. Directing her to a secluded area with just enough light to see, he turned toward her and gave her a rough kiss. Jack's hands explored every part of Morgan's body through her clothes. He was unable to do this before because he couldn't free himself. Now he was in charge, although she was a willing participant. He could do what he wanted a she was going to take it. He moved his hands to the hem of her tight leather skirt and then under. She was wearing no panties. Jack was loosing himself in the moment. Turning her so that she could lean onto a park bench he knelt behind her and urged her to spread her legs. Even though they were outside he could smell her excitement from her crotch. She was wet and ready. Putting his hands on her ass cheeks, he raised them as high as he could and began to kiss her smooth bare cunt. She tasted sweet. Burying his tongue as deeply as the position would allow. With Morgan grinding her pussy back against his mouth made him wonder if he really did have control. He didn't care. What did it matter? They were both going to enjoy this.

Jack placed his thumb against her wet pussy lips and inserted, using a finger to tease her clit. She pushed harder against him and moaned. Jack played with her and licked her until she started to shake. He released the suction from his mouth on her cunt, stopped teasing her clit, and removed his thumb. He stood behind her and started with his buckle. Morgan heard it come undone and spun and dropped to her knees. She made quick work of the zipper and button and had his pants down to his knees in seconds; being hit in the face by his swaying cock. She didn't use her hands, but seemed to suck his cock from the air into her mouth. She sucked him as if she was starving for something and his cock was her craving. She bobbed her head aggressively, swallowing him with each downward gulp. The smacking of her lips against Jack's cock could be heard over the crickets in the brush. She let his cock slip from her lips, took it in her hand and began sucking his balls while stroking him. She sucked one so hard, he almost fell. Jack pulled her up and turned her to the bench. She knew what to do. She grabbed the back of the bench, turned her ass high and waited for his throbbing cock. He stepped up to her ass and rubbed the head of his cock against her wet waiting pussy. He didn't have to push. She did that for him. With legs spread, and hips pumping, she fucked his cock hard. She was going at it like this might be the last opportunity she would have for any cock. Jack pumped into her with matching rhythm.

Jack knew there would be no way to keep this pace. He had to slow it down and did. He held her ass tight against his hips telling her to pace herself; there was no rush. Holding him inside of her she could tell why he slowed and even stopped. The throbbing of his cock was like the pounding of a race horse's heart. She waited until throbbing began to ebb. When he had composed himself, he pulled out slowly, turned her to him and her.

Jack then laid her down on the bench. Holding her by the ankles and keeping her legs together, he lowered his mouth to her now juicy cunt. She was so wet that it ran between her ass cheeks. He sucked her clit until her shaking came back and then stopped, stood and then began to push his cock back into her. This was perfect. Jack always liked the feel of pounding a pussy when the woman's legs were together. He could see the wetness glistening in the distant light of the park. It seemed to sparkle on his cock and her pussy. His pushes were slow and deep. From the position he had placed her, Morgan could feel him against her cervix with each penetration. She could also tell that he wouldn't last much longer. When his pushes began to become a slight jerking thrust, she knew that he was close. He stopped and withdrew because he didn't want it to be over yet. Morgan slipped from the bench to her knees and began sucking him again. She pounded his cock in her fist and sucked him until his hot jizz was filling her mouth. She wanted this. She really loved sucking cock. She didn't even mind that this cock had just been inside of her. She took it all down and didn't lose a drop.

With his cock now drained, Jack dropped to his knees and kissed her. Morgan could still feel his body shaking from his orgasm. She was proud of herself. After several minutes, they both decided to get their clothes properly arranged and get back to their room. Not much was said on the walk back. Both were exhausted and satisfied. They just held hands.

Chapter 5

The Morning After

Sleep had come easily that night. Jack and Morgan were exhausted from and satisfied with their two nights of sex. The early sun rose and shined through the window of their hotel room. Jack was the first to stir. It was the urge he had to relieve himself that had made him do so. He gently rolled to the side of the bed and stood. Turning toward the bathroom he looked down to see all of Morgan's naked body for the first time. She was absolutely beautiful. He light brown shoulder length was not in disarray as one would expect from sleeping. She must have lain in that position all night. Each hard nipple was pointing in a forty-five degree angle from her chest as she lay on her back. Were they hard from the cool ac or was she having some exciting dream? He felt a stirring between his legs but knew he couldn't do anything until he used the restroom. Jack positioned himself for the difficult task of peeing with a boner. Holding himself hard cock in his hand, he leaned forward and balanced himself against the toilet tank with his free hand.

When finished, he brushed his teeth and stepped into the shower. The warm water helped his tired body to come to life. Lathering himself he bathed and then started to shave. He heard the sound Morgan using the restroom; waiting for her to finish before peeking around the shower curtain. Even though they had shared some fantastic sex, this was still a private moment. Jack told her good morning and said that he would be out in just a minute or two. Morgan told him not to rush and began brushing her teeth also. She then stepped into the shower. Jack surely didn't expect this but was not surprised. Over the past couple of days they had shared the entireties with one another. He stepped aside to let her under the water flow, continued to shave and watched as the goddess before him closed her eyes to indulge herself in the soothing affects of the very warm water.

Jack followed the flow of water down over her breast and past her navel to the sweet spot he had so savagely enjoyed the night before. Morgan opened her eyes and saw that Jack was entranced by the sight of her soft sexy flesh. He was enjoying this so much. It had been a long time since he had showered with a woman. The sight of her had reaching out to take his swollen cock is what brought him back to reality. Taking his cock in her hand, she pulled him to her and tilted her head to share a kiss. Jack and Morgan knew that what they had felt and would probably continue to feel was nothing but pure lust. Lust was ok. Lust is what was satisfying them then and now. Lust is what we all need, but how can we control it? We can, but only for a time until it is released with an explosive affect and sometimes devastating consequences. They would have to deal with that some other time. Right now, their desires had returned and passion would rule their bodies once more.

Jack dropped to his knees pulling his cock from here hand. He kissed her stomach and navel. He lowered further and kissed the top of her slit. Morgan braced herself on the bar in the shower. Even with the hot water, Jack's lips and tongue left even hotter places on her body. He kissed her inner thighs and dragged his tongue back up and over her exposed clit. She spread her legs slightly to allow him more access. Jack turned her with his hands on her hips. Seeing her perfect ass, he urged her to bend over and support herself on the edges of the tub. She didn't need much encouragement and did so. He kissed and licked each cheek. From this vantage point, he had the perfect view of her smooth pussy. Putting his nose between her freshly washed cheeks, he kissed her right on her waiting lips. He couldn't help but wonder how she had shaved the entire thing so closely. He really didn't care, but it was an awesome sight and feel. He slowly traced his tongue along each side of her swollen cunt. In response, Morgan pushed her cunt hard against his waiting mouth urging Jack to do more. He did, but at a much more controlled pace than the night before. His tongue slipped her wanting lips and tasted her sweetness over the flow of water. She ground her ass into him with feverish lust. Jack took one hand from her hips and slid it up to her sweet spot, inserting two fingers to arouse her g-spot. It worked. Morgan moved her hips to the rhythm he had set; at the time it was a slow pace. Jack licked and fingered her as she pushed hard. He could hear her moans that signaled the nearness of her orgasm. Her pace quickened and from this angle, he couldn't continue to lick her. He let her ride his fingers as if it was her last ride.

Suddenly, she stopped. She hadn't cum. She spun around fast in the shower, stood him up and assumed her position on her knees. She didn't hesitate at all taking his full length as far as her throat would allow. She had a hand around the base of his cock and as she pumped her head back and forth she did her hand. Her mouth was wet and loose but her hand was tighter than any virgin hole. Morgan was jerking and sucking him off like he was the last living cock on earth. Jack felt the tightness in his balls that told him he was getting close. "Not yet," he told himself. Jack took Morgan by the arms and pulled her to her feet. He rained lustful kisses all over her neck, shoulders, breasts and then her mouth. She opened her mouth and their tongues fought as valiant dueling swordsmen. Their hands roamed over each other. It seemed as minutes had passed when they each broke away for air.

Morgan looked at Jack and with her eyes glazed, she said, "fuck me." "Fuck me hard." Jack needed no further instructions. He spun her and put his hands on her hips as she again used the side of the tub to support herself. With out any waste of time with pleasantries, Jack aimed the head of his swollen cock at those beautiful pink lips and pushed all of it into her. Morgan squealed with excitement with each pounding stroke. She felt herself slipping on the tub and slowly lowered to her knees. Jack followed her down not missing a stroke. The walls of the tub did not allow her to spread her legs so Jack remained high pounding somewhat downward. He slapped her on her cheeks and asked, "Is that the way you want it? Do you like a good, hard fucking?"