The Bully & the Brat: Devilish

Kate sighed and leaned her ear toward the door. The sounds of moans were now obsolete. She removed her furry buttplug before reclining back on the closed door. Even though she had not been pleased by her master this dawn, she was mentally exhausted, and her clit was sensitive to the touch. She'd brought a few toys out to pleasure her cunt while listening to the high pitches of Jeff's current obsession.

At first, she thought maybe it was a game of sorts, and she would join again later. But as the hours flew by, their groans got louder, and she knew this new woman amused his time. Her throat was sore from the noises she had made to get her master's desired notoriety, yet she had failed.

Kate had flown to Texas on his strict demand. Jeff had promised discipline and lots of pleasure. Although he had fulfilled his promise, not being a part of his quest to capture his newest fling left her feeling discouraged. The pair had always played together. Anna wasn't even his type, but Jeff had blown her off for the exotic girl.

Kate grew hysterical, realizing she had spent yet another vacation disheartened. Furious, she stood to twist and turn the locked knob. When she got the courage to rattle on the bedroom door, the sounds of knocking on the back door and the real dog of the house barking stopped her.

Kate dressed quickly in normal attire before answering the short bangs.

Cindy stood in her robe at the back door with a false smile, irritating Kate further.

"Hey, sorry to bother y'all, but I can't seem to find Anna. Josh has been crying all morning, and Rod said she might be here."

Had Kate been satisfied, she might have lied. But she was feeling unappreciated by her lover, so the truth came out cold.

"She's in Jeff's room." Kate sneered, "they've been having sex all morning," she added, folding her thin arms across her chest.

Anna was a sheepishly cute girl, and Cindy's eyes widened at the announcement. She couldn't believe it. She felt instantly betrayed by Jeff. How could he choose her niece over her? Her neighbor, although handsome, was far too old and bold for her timid niece.

"I..."

Cindy paused to shake her head from the two-timing. Realizing his girlfriend must be in shambles; she held her hand to her heart with secondhand embarrassment at her niece's lewd behavior. She apologized, holding her breath for Kate to unleash her wrath. She didn't think she could handle it; she had enough affair concerns this morning.

"She's a loud one, that Anna." Kate rolled her eyes.

"I am so sorry. Kate, this is so unlike Anna. Maybe they had too much to drink or...."

"Jeff doesn't need alcohol to be a jerk," Kate bitterly replied.

"Well, I think everyone had too much to drink last night, and God, I am sorry. I will talk to Anna. I can not believe she would do something like this. I didn't raise her. I'll tell you that. I am just so sorry you had to, you know...."

Kate sighed. There was nothing her neighbor could do about it. Jeffery Anderson often did as he pleased with no dispute.

"They are asleep right now, so..."

Cindy nodded, not sure what else to say, "Sorry."

Kate went back into the house, back to the bedroom door now wide open. Jeff lay alone. His head buried deep in the sheets while his arm swaddled a pillow. Kate grinned. Finally having him alone, her heart raced as she quietly crawled into the bed. Her long arms encircled her master, and she snuggled closer. With the night's events gone to the wind and Anna out of the way, Kate was now in harmony.

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When Anna awoke from her drunken slumber, her thighs, pussy, and head throbbed in discomfort. She was thirsty and stumbled to the kitchen, which took all her energy. She paused upon entering the dining room and cringed. Jeff and Kate were sitting at the table with her aunt and uncle. She kept her journey to relieve her dry mouth as her aunt's calm voice called from behind.

"Anna, we need to have a discussion. A lot of things came about yesterday at your party and..."

Cindy hesitated to tell her side of the conversation and could only glare at her unfaithful husband.

Anna staggered back into the room, rubbing the cold bottle on her hot face. Blindsided, she sat at the table nursing her headache as her aunt spoke.

"Rod and Jeff have some apologizing to do," Cindy urged.

"I'll start first," Jeff recommended, giving Cindy a warm smile.

His dominant voice made Anna's already weak stomach twist in knots. She gulped the water and almost spit it out when he started his admission.

"Me and Anna have been together for a year now. I violated boundaries as her superior."

"What?" Anna peered toward Kate and her family like a deer in headlights, "I... No. We've. We-"

"They know about us, baby."

Anna grimaced at the pet name and fought the urge to throw the rest of the water into his face. Those orgasms, however, fresh in her mind, didn't cloud who Jeff was, a bully.

Jeff continued, keeping his eyes on Cindy, "She is innocent. And I take full responsibility. I lured her into a more intimate relationship when she was my employee."

"You, you two have...." Cindy paused and stared at her niece with wide eyes.

Anna shook her head in denial.

"I was her first. You can't forget that," Jeff winked at Anna, "Anyway, I know I messed up and crossed the line, but the attraction was there for both of us, and somehow, we developed a romantic relationship. I-"

"Romantic?" Anna scoffed.

"Anna, let him speak," Cindy chastised, feeling Jeff's words were genuine and truly apologetic. She figured whatever Anna had done to lure him into his bed didn't compare to their fun.

"I thought I could forget her, but... she enticed me, and I lost control. I knew better. I'm truly sorry if I caused any conflict," he disclosed, letting his head drop in exaggeration.

His rich, warm voice was thawing the two women. His girlfriend, Kate, even rubbed his arm to support his addiction.

Anna wanted to scream how he was a player who had seduced her into giving up her virginity. She knew he wasn't sorry for anything. Yet she only blamed herself because she often submitted to his wild sex acts with enthusiasm, like last night.

"Well, that's a very mature thing to say, Jeff," Cindy glared at Rod with disdain, "Cheating is the biggest violation of trust, in my opinion, but you were brave enough to own up to it."

Even though Cindy's eyes weren't on Anna, she felt like a disloyal slut. She figured this scandal destroyed her aunt's opinion of her and knew how trifling it was to fuck her old boss while his girlfriend barked like a K9. Anna knew if Cindy lost trust in her, she would be homeless again.

Jeff spoke sadly, "I know I may look tough, but I've always been an empathetic guy. I love women. We all have desires, and sometimes we have no choice but to act on them," he grinned at Cindy, who nodded, smiling wide in return.

Anna wanted to laugh at this intervention, he was so full of shit, and she could see right through his act. She had witnessed the real him firsthand. He was a pervert who strived to lure her and everyone else she knew.

"I'm going back to bed," Anna announced, waving a hand of dismissal.

Anna needed to get away. Seeing them made her head throb. The couple could solve their problems better if they left her out. Jeff grasped her hand, yanking her back, which only caused her rage to build.

"Anna, I'm sorry, and I want to offer you a career opportunity. I was hoping you could look after the store while I'm in Virginia. I would like for you to supervise the rest. You've had hiccups in the past, but I forgive you for it," Jeff explained.

Anna just glared at him, stunned. He knew damn well she never wanted to return to that store and work with him.

"No.."

Jeff smiled, "Anna, you left on bad terms, stealing and-"

"Stealing? Anna?" Cindy stood up enraged, "You stole from his store?"

"I... It was only, like," Anna took a deep breath, realizing Jeff was sucking her deeper into the pits of hell, "It was like maybe $50."

"Anna, stealing is a crime. I have no idea what your mother taught you to do, but here we do not steal from other people. You work hard and save your money."

"It's fine, Cindy. As I said," Jeff waved for her to take a seat, "I practice forgiveness, and I-"

"You are so full of shit," Anna bitterly chuckled.

"Anna!"

Cindy couldn't believe how her niece acted and felt embarrassed by her lack of respect. She blamed her mother for her nasty attitude and quickly apologized to Jeff.

"It's fine. Anna is a hard worker, and I now trust her to supervise my store. People make mistakes."

"That is very kind of you, Jeff. Anna, that's a great opportunity to get out of the house and make a little money on the side," Cindy remarked.

"I will, of course, raise the pay grade. You've been nothing but kind to me, sweetheart. I apologize again." Jeff held a sincere gaze at Anna.

Now frustrated with his bullshit, Anna shook her head. She knew the games he played and wanted no part of it. She hurried out of the room to go upstairs.

"Anna, don't be rude. Listen to what he wants you to do, and you should also apologize to Kate," Cindy fretted in the distance.

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Monday morning Anna still felt a bit dizzy, even more so when she awoke to Jeff standing over her.

"Fuck!" Anna howled in alarm.

"Rise and shine, Princess."

"What do you want?" She asked, sitting up.

He flung a brown collared shirt on her bed, and she stared at it, puzzled.

"Come on. You start back today."

Jeff reached down, snatching the comforter off the bed. His dick grew erect from seeing her brown thighs spilling out of tiny pink shorts. Hard nipples poked out of a tank top. He couldn't help but be upset he wouldn't see her for a while.

Jeff bent beside the bed and rubbed her silky thigh, "Damn, I can't get enough of you."

"No. Hell no," Anna popped his hand.

"Take these shorts off," he ordered, yet he had already begun pulling at the thin fabric.

"No, ugh, stop."

His strong hands hauled her shorts, and she twisted away.

"Do you not know what no means, ugh, mmm...."

"I like when you struggle. It only makes me want it more," Jeff chuckled.

The flexible cloth fell around her thighs. Her hands reached down to pull them back up. He popped her hand gently to move.

"Stop. I let your little drunk ass get away with a lot for your birthday."

He dropped to his knees and spread her legs wide, "Look at me. We need to go over some ground rules. A lot has changed since you left."

"I'll go, just-"

"Stop arguing with me and let me taste you," Jeff whispered hotly against her bare pussy lips.

Jeff couldn't help but stop to kiss her thick thighs, "Spread them open for me."

Anna fought her desire. She wasn't sure why he had this effect on her. Her heart was pounding against her chest. His warm breath against her hot pot was delicious and enticing moisture to rise from her pussy lips. Although her outer lips spread in arousal, bubbling thick cream against her rosy inner lips, Anna thrust her legs.

"Stop. I just woke up." she groaned, unsure of her freshness and desiring to keep him away from her morning essence. The feelings his fervor brought her were sinfully hard to fight.

"Please. I..."

"What did I say?"

Jeff pushed her legs to the side as she tried to close them from his prowling. Using his middle finger, he scrutinized her wet hole.

"You stay wet for me, don't you? He chuckled. "You will be doing the same job. Marty and Pete will be happy you are coming back. But you won't talk to them."

Regardless of not giving a fuck about his control, her cunt clenched his fingers while her clit ached to be caressed. Anna whimpered out a sigh of relief as his finger guided her to an eruption. She placed her hand on his head, coercing him down to lap her swollen clit.

"Give me your word that you will not speak to them," he cautioned, pushing up around her G-spot

Anna nodded, thrusting her hips up toward the thickness of his extended finger. He added another finger. Twisting his digits, he smiled while his eyes stayed glued to her contorted expression. Her brows creased, and her mouth dropped. She was eager for an orgasm. Enthusiastic and willing was what he needed her to be, and it was what she was despite her protest to keep him out of her heart and between her thighs.

He nurtured her creamy pussy gazing longingly at it, "You want more?" His brown eyes fluttered up toward her now closed eyes.

"Umm, oh, yes, mm," Anna moaned.

"You disobeyed me yesterday, little girl. It would be best if you woke up in my bed this morning. I should punish you."

"You're going to be a good girl and my loyal slut." Jeff puffed air toward her hard, sticky clit, "I'm serious, Anna. This pussy belongs to me and only me. Do you understand?"

"Umm-hmm, oh. Lick me," Anna ordered with a raspy breath, forgoing her earlier reluctance.

When his tongue flicked over the soft flesh, her head popped up, and she pushed closer to his tempting tongue, her eyes wide. He passionately kissed her delicate flower, letting his tongue travel up and down her folds.

"Umm, oh, oh, God," Anna whimpered, peering toward the opened door, "I want to cum on your tongue, please."

Jeff raised his head and rotated his middle finger against her hard button.

"You've been a bad girl, Anna. And you're a bratty little bitch."

"Mmmhmm, Ohhh," she moaned in agreement, so close to an orgasm.

Jeff quit his fondle to examine his knuckles sticky with her cream. He hauled into her spewing opening, digging deeper than before and stretching her little snatch.

"Ooh, yes. Mmm."

"The sun isn't even up, and you want to cum on my fingers," Jeff mocked.

"Mmmhmm," Anna nodded with a smile.

"Great. I'll tell your uncle to finish you off," he snickered.

Removing his fingers, Jeff clapped his hands, "Come on, my slutty little princess. I leave in 30 minutes."

Her brows creased, "Huh? Wait...."

"Come on, get dressed, and let's go." Jeff snapped his wet finger.

"But, we," Anna pitifully looked toward him, then at her sticky, exposed, and neglected pussy.

"Bad girls, don't get to cum," Shrugging, Jeff chuckled and wiggled his finger at her before leaving the room.

Anna groaned, forfeiting all of the tension of that possible orgasm. The sticky mess had gotten all over her bed sheets. She pouted and mashed her small fists into the soft mattress.

"Fuck!" She yelled out.

Anna dreaded returning to her old job, and her pussy twinged for a release. In 20 minutes, she was able to finish herself off, shower, and dress to join him outside.

Jeff was already in the car waiting with the roof turned down. He gave her a broad smile. She hated how satisfied he looked in the luxurious vehicle with black-tinted shades covering his eyes. He donned a lighter-shade suit now that the Texas heat peaked in late August.

"Get in the back, my side," he ordered, cataloging the radio stations.

Anna rolled her eyes. She climbed into the back seat. Jeff purposely propelled his driver's seat back into her lap, and her resentment ripened. She sat back, sulking.

Jeff drove at a reasonable speed. The sounds of talk radio made her yawn, and Anna glanced at the rearview mirror, focusing on his mouth. She swallowed hard as she gazed at the thick brown hair that edged his rosy lips. Large fingers rubbed a clenched jaw, and she could tell he was mad about something. She took a deep breath to shake off the confirmation that regardless of how offensive he was, just looking at him made her pussy drip.

Arriving at the store, he dropped her off at the front door. As Anna exited the car, his large hand smacked her ass.

"I'll be back in a few. Clean up, and then you'll need to study the new database. Marsha will have to catch you up."

Anna ignored him and went to the door to unlock it. She could still hear the engine behind her and didn't flinch when his hands reached around her body to take the key. She stepped back, annoyed.

"I forgot this thing is tricky," he chuckled. "I'll get it replaced before I leave," he said, giving her another slap to her ass which caused her to jump.

"Stop," she whined with a frown.

"Stop," he mocked with a chuckle.

"Don't mock me."

"Don't mock-"

Anna slapped his face and ended his sentence. Instead of a grimace, he smiled.

"You'll regret that."

"Bite me."

Anna stuck her tongue out and hauled inside. She was still sinfully horny from earlier and hoped her bratty ways would entice him to rush into the store and take her hard on one of the made-up beds. Instead, he walked back to the car, shaking his head.

Anna was amazed to see Jeff had revamped the place. A space area with inclusive decorations organized the new furniture. Without guidance, she entered the supply closet, bought the giant industrial vacuum cleaner, and got to work.

When Jeff returned, he replaced the lock on the front door. Anna tried not to look his way. He had removed his coat and shirt for the outdoor task. The thin tank top he wore exposed those big arms that had held her thighs up a day before. She felt warm, gazing at his thick fingers that tormented her core this morning. She had to find another--perhaps someone else to ease her newfound sexual needs.

Finishing up, Jeff remained silent, giving her a wink as he headed toward his office with his clothes.

Marsha arrived 30 minutes after Anna flipped the open sign on. She was pleased to have her old coworker back. Giving her a quick hug, the ample woman twisted her hips seductively, walking to the back office for her morning dose of white dick.

When Marty arrived at work a few hours later, he was shocked to see Anna at the desk. He gave her a quick smile and head nod before interrupting Jeff's morning session.

"What the fuck is she doing back here?" He asked, barging into the small office.

Marsha let Jeff's wide dick slip out of her mouth. He wasn't envious, knowing he would receive the same courtesy later that afternoon.

"Put it back in your mouth." Jeff told Marsha, then gave Marty a warning look, "And you get the fuck out of my office."

Marty closed the door to avoid Anna hearing the conversation, "What is she doing here, Jeff?"

"She needed her job back," he said casually, rubbing his dick around her thick lips.

"You see, I'm fucking busy. Come back in. About 10 minutes," he grinned downward.

Marty was not letting up. The last time Anna worked there, he felt responsible for her safety.

"Don't do anything stupid this time," Marty warned.

"Marsha, does Marty's wife know about you?" Jeff asked her with a smirk.

Marsha shook her head while the color drained from Marty's pale face.

"It would be stupid if she found out, wouldn't it?"

With that threat in the air, Marty walked to the door, defeated. He slammed the door in the process. Before he could make the few steps to Anna's desk, the door opened again. Jeff stood in the doorway, and his cock stood rigid with him.

"Go on home for today, little man. Since you are so stressed out."

Anna kept her fingers busy, emailing receipts. She wanted to go on ignoring the men's animosity toward each other. She did not want to be involved in another altercation between the two cousins.

Once Marsha returned to her desk, Anna held her breath, assuming to be next. His threat rang like a bell inside her mind, and she pondered her regrets. Instead, Jeff retreated from his office and dropped his keys on her desk.

"I'm going to Uber to the airport. Feed Butler before you go home," Jeff told her, adjusting his tie.

"Who?"

"My dog, girl," he chuckled, taking long strides toward the door, "I'll see you both in a few weeks."

Anna avoided her contender's intense stare as she continued typing, but once Jeff was out of the door, Marsha asked.