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  Both almost frantic with lust, they broke contact, looked at each other, and then began to furiously discard the rest of their clothes. Once naked, they collapsed onto the bed. Wade kissed his way from her mouth to her creamy, wet snatch and began licking and laving her pussy, quickly driving her into a frenzy. She couldn’t believe how excited she was getting. Wet and horny, she actually found herself wanting to getting wildly fucked by this forbidden married man, her boss.

  “Quick, I want you inside me!” She cried out. Wade didn’t have to be told twice. He began kissing his way up her body. Frantic with desire, Brooke grabbed him by the ears and head, bodily hauling him up into position to mount her from above. Wantonly, she reached between them and found his engorged cock and guided it to her wetness. She felt the tip of his hardness slip between her slippery outer folds.

  Then Wade gave a titanic thrust, shoving his cock into her forcefully. He sank most of the way in, as he pushed his way into her tight pussy, making her give way to his invading cylinder. She cried out as a curious mix of pleasure, intermingled with a brief pulse of pain, shot through her.

  Wade withdrew and lunged in again, sinking in her to the hilt. She felt his tightly drawn-up scrotum slap wetly into her pussy lips. Then he began to thrust quickly in and out, their bodies slapping together with each of his hard strokes, making a staccato rhythm that accompanied her cries of pleasure and his grunts of exertion.

  Unable to believe herself, she felt an orgasm well up hard inside her after just a few of his hard, vigorous thrusts. She arched her back, and threw her head back as she felt an intense orgasm slam into her. She cried out with each stroke of his big, hard cock as he roughly fucked her.

  Taking her legs in his hands, he placed them one at a time over his shoulders and thrust harder, sinking in even deeper it seemed. He roughly plowed in and out of her upturned body, his cock causing her to cum over and over, with one orgasm hitting as the previous one faded.

  Unable to resist her screaming, writhing flesh any longer, Wade began making hard determined thrusts as his own orgasm approached.

  “I’m gonna cum!” His voice was hoarse and excited.

  Brooke reached down with her hands, and dug her nails into his ass, causing him to flinch. With each stroke, she pulled bodily on him, forcing him deeper into her as he prepared to fill her with his juicy load. She felt his cock throbbing and pulsating inside her as he prepared to orgasm.

  “Fuck!” he cried out as he sank deep into her.

  She felt a torrent of hot, sticky wetness flow into her in a hard, forceful stream. Over and over, his cock heaved, and she felt other burst of semen strike deep into her, the warmth making a pleasant sensation inside her that fueled her own orgasm to new heights.

  Spent, he collapsed on top of her. She felt his weight crushing, not unpleasantly down on top of her. His breath, gasping, roared in her ear. Her own breath came in heaves as her orgasm finally subsided. His cock began to go flaccid inside of her.

  Rolling off of her, he collapsed on the bed next to her. She looked at him. She cursed all the alcohol she had drank earlier. She knew she had just screwed up royally by fucking Wade.

  “That was incredible!” He moaned, in between his rapid breaths.

  “Yeah, it was!” Brooke told him.

  But in her mind, she was thinking that she would give him this one night. Then it was over. She couldn’t afford an affair. Tomorrow, she would tell him it was a mistake and wasn’t going to happen again.

  But for now, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, she thought to herself.

  She lowered her head to his cock and felt it swelling rapidly back to attention as she took him, still slippery wet with her musky fluids, into her mouth.

  Chapter Four

  Brooke awoke the next morning. Her mouth was as dry as cotton, and her head felt like it was being split apart with an axe. She looked over in bed and saw Wade lying next to her, sleeping soundly on his stomach, snoring gently.

  She vaguely remembered the night before. She remembered drinking too much on the flight to Vegas, and then fueling the fire with champagne in the room. She remembered her trepidation when Wade had made a pass at her, and then the quick crumbling of her weakened inhibitions.

  And she remembered the sex. What seemed like hours of non-stop fantastic sex. Wade had fucked her six ways to Sunday last night. That much she remembered vividly. He may have the personality of a pit bull, but he was simply amazing in bed, she had to hand him that.

  Quietly, she got to her feet and went to the hotel room’s bathroom. She got a drink of water to slake her thirst, and found two Tylenol to ease the pain in her head. Then she returned back to her bed and quietly slid in, hoping not to disturb Wade. It didn’t work, he moved slightly when she slid in between the sheets, and his eyes opened just a bit.

  “Good Morning,” Wade’s voice was a low mumble.

  “Good Morning,” Brooke smiled gently back at him.

  “That was some night last night,” Wade muttered, raising his head from the pillow.

  “What I remember of it anyway,” Brooke chuckled.

  “I remember having sex with a beautiful woman. And I also recall that she seemed to enjoy herself quite a bit.”

  “Yeah, I seem to recall something like that. I vaguely remember this guy that seemed to make me cum a lot,” Brooke giggled.

  Wade reached under the covers and found her hand. Taking it in his, he drug her hand over until it came in contact with his cock, which was again rock hard. His mouth found hers, and he began kissing her gently at first, then more fiercely as her hand snaked around his cock and began stroking it up and down.

  She was conflicted internally. She knew she shouldn’t have done this with Wade, and knew that she should cut it off right now, before she got in any deeper. But the memories of his skill in bed last night made her weaken. She let him continue to kiss her, as she stroked his cock with her hand. She knew that he would end up making love to her again, and she felt herself relishing the thought.

  Wade broke away from her kisses, and gently rolled her onto her stomach. She felt the bed shift as he straddled her. She turned her head to the side, as she felt him probing the entrance to her pussy with his cock. It slipped easily into her entrance as she was still slippery wet from their lovemaking the night before. He applied pressure and his cock slid easily into her.

  With his legs outside of hers, he leaned down and brushed her hair back. He began planting gentle kisses on her neck and cheek as he slid his cock in and out of her silky wetness. He picked up the intensity of his fucking, stroking in faster and harder, sliding nearly his entire length out of her with each stroke before slamming home.

  Then Brooke learned that it wasn’t the alcohol the night before that made her so orgasmic. Within just a couple of minutes, Wade’s expert fucking had driven her to the brink of her first orgasm of the day. As she felt his long, rigid cock gently making a delicious friction as it slid past her G-spot, she let go and released her passions.

  She began cumming hard, her body tensing as her orgasm washed over her. Over and over she came, crying out loudly with each stroke into her cunt. She felt her core muscles twitching and convulsing as her body snatched and grabbed at Wade’s cock, gripping him tightly with her muscular strength.

  After several minutes of non-stop orgasm, Brooke heard Wade cry out as he was consumed by his own orgasm. His cock began spraying streams of cum deep into her, as his cock heaved and pulsed repeatedly. She felt his warmth wash across her womb, coating her insides with his sticky heat.

  Finally, he lay atop her, with his cock buried completely inside of her. Her pussy was stretched to accommodate his length, and she felt him completely up inside her abdomen as her body fully sheathed him.

  He gently kissed the side of her face, and she could hear his accelerated breath hissing past her ear. His cock stayed buried inside of her, showing no signs of going down.

  “We need to get ready for the conference,” Brooke sa
id finally.

  “We have plenty of time,” Wade answered back.

  With that, he withdrew his cock and rolled Brooke onto her back. He climbed between her legs, and his still rock-hard cock found her pussy. He buried himself into her again with one stroke.

  Brooke gasped.

  Chapter Five

  Later that morning, Brooke and Wade sat at breakfast. She smiled at him. She was amazed by his transformation, and how nice he seemed. She wondered if it was just because she gave into his advances, or if he was genuinely different.

  She also knew that she couldn’t continue to have an affair with her boss. She could chalk up this Vegas fling as a one-time thing that happened in a moment of weakness. However, she didn’t want to get into a continuous affair back in Dallas with the specter of discovery by Wade’s wife hanging over their head constantly.

  “I probably should have asked this earlier, but you are on birth control, right?” Wade’s voice was low and conspiratorial.

  “Yeah, I’m on the pill,” Brooke answered back.

  “Good! I damn sure couldn’t afford to get you pregnant,” Wade winked at her.

  “Wade, we need to talk about what happened,” Brooke told him.

  “What’s there to talk about? It was fucking amazing!” His voice was a low whisper to keep other people nearby from hearing.

  “Wade, last night was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened, but it did,” Brooke ventured.

  “Yeah, it did, didn’t it?” Wade’s mouth was twisted into a self-satisfied smile.

  Brooke closed her eyes, and gathered up her courage.

  “Well, it isn’t going to happen again,” Brooke blurted out.

  Wade’s eyes narrowed, and she sensed an anger rise in him.

  “If you want to keep your job it is,” Wade told her bluntly.

  Brooke looked at him aghast.

  “Last night, I got something that I’ve wanted for a long time. I like it. I want more of it, and I intend to get what I want.” Wade paused before continuing.

  “I’m letting you on a case that can make you millions. You’ll be a junior partner within a year, and a senior partner soon after that. You’ll have the world at your feet, and all you have to do is be my mistress.” Wade looked at her, his eyes narrowed.

  “And you should know that I arranged this conference just so I could redefine our relationship.”

  Brooke sat stunned. She was up against the wall. She had a clear choice. Continue to have sex with Wade, or lose her job and her prospects for a brilliant legal career and a large percentage of the class-action settlement.

  She could also see that Wade was back to being the rotten son-of-a-bitch he normally was. Ruthless and vindictive, he would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.

  “So what’s it going to be? He asked menacingly. “You want your job, or not?”

  Brooke paused. She felt tears welling up in her eyes. She blinked them back, because she didn’t want to give the bastard the satisfaction of seeing her cry.

  “Yes, Wade. I want to keep my job.”

  “Good. I’m glad we understand each other,” he looked at her intently.

  “And we have two more nights in Vegas,” he added. “I’m certainly looking forward to that.”

  Brooke simply stared back at him, expressionless.

  Wade’s mouth twisted into a smug, conceited smile.

  Chapter Six

  A week later, Brooke was at her home, getting ready for work, pondering her situation. She was furious with Wade, but didn’t know what to do. Failing to cave into his blackmail would cause her to lose her job. Having slept with him voluntarily in Vegas, although while she was drunk, she had dramatically weakened her chance at being able to take action for sexual harassment

  Since they had arrived back home, Wade had insisted on having sex with her twice. One day, he set up a hotel for a lunchtime rendezvous. The other time, she had worked late, and he had gotten her into his office, where he bent her over his desk, hiked up her skirt, and fucked her hard and rough from behind, finally spilling his seed deep into her.

  She was still conflicted. While furious with Wade, she still had to admit that he had the ability to make her cum like no other man ever had. She found herself in a strange paradox, physically attracted to a man she literally despised.

  As she prepared for work, she got to the part of her morning routine where she took her daily medications. A multi-vitamin went down first. Then she picked up the small card that held 28 punch out places for pills. It was her birth control prescription. She popped the little white pill out of the card into her hand. She looked at it.

  Then she remembered something Wade had said in Vegas. After asking her about birth control, he said that “he couldn’t afford to get her pregnant.” She thought about that.

  She recalled that Wade was heavily influenced by his wife. From old Dallas money, she came into their marriage living, and easily able to afford, an opulent lifestyle that was far beyond the financial means of all but the most fantastically wealthy attorneys. Losing her money would leave Wade in a world of shit.

  She realized that if she had a compelling argument, and the ability to prove it to Wade’s wife, then she would have the ability to conclusively counter any claim of innocence by Wade, and she could threaten to destroy Wade’s marriage.

  If she could threaten Wade with the loss of his wife’s money, she would have what she needed to counter his blackmail, and even crank the heat up a notch on him.

  Her mouth twisted into a grin as she formulated the plan in her head.

  Then she dropped the birth control pill from her hand into the sink.

  she looked at the card that contained the remaining pills in it, picked it up and threw it into the trash can.

  Chapter Seven

  Later that day, Wade told Brooke that he had a hotel set up for lunch. He proposed a little “play time,” followed by room service. They used an excuse with the staff to take the rest of the afternoon off.

  Brooke met Wade at the hotel where he had booked a suite.

  “I sure am glad you decided to keep your job,” Wade’s voice was quiet on the elevator on the way up to the room.

  Brooke looked up at Wade, gazing straight into his eyes. She smiled at him.

  “I am too.”

  The elevator stopped, they got off, and soon Wade was opening the hotel room door with his passkey. Once inside, Brooke practically threw herself at him. Committed to her trap and plan for revenge, she didn’t want him to know what hit him.

  Kissing him furiously, she began pulling furiously at his clothes, pulling off his necktie and quickly unbuttoning his shirt. He did likewise, pawing at her clothes in a frantic effort to get her naked. They backed slowly toward the bed, leaving a trail of clothes between the door and the bed.

  “Jesus! What’s gotten into you?” Wade’s voice showed his surprise at her wanton behavior.

  “I’m horny! I want you!” Brooke made her voice sound almost frantic. Three years of high school drama classes had prepared her well for this role.

  They got to the bed as the last of their clothes were discarded. Brooke jumped on the bed, with Wade just behind her. She rolled him onto his back, and straddled him. His cock was hard as stone, with the head swollen nearly purple due to his excitement, and it throbbed with each beat of his pulse. Curling her fingers around his shaft, Brooke guided it into her wet pussy.

  Despite her hatred for Wade, she still got excited when she thought about sleeping with him. His skills as a lover were amazing, and while she despised him, she still enjoyed having sex with him. Plus, her new plan relied on having sex with him regularly and often in order to succeed.

  Brooke impaled herself on Wade’s ample cock, gasping as it entered her. She lunged up and down on his dick, driving it deeper into her with stroke. Once fully seated, Wade began to join her thrusts, by adding his own efforts from beneath her. Brooke quickly drove herself to orgasm as Wade’s cock pummeled her from
below. Throwing her head back, she began having a wild, screaming orgasm as she plunged herself up and down on Wade’s rigid cock.

  While she was still cumming, Wade pulled her down to him, and using his muscular strength, rolled them in bed until he was on top of her. Then he placed her legs over his shoulders, and penetrated even deeper into her. Brooke gasped as his massive cock slid fully into her, pressing hard against her cervix. From above her, Wade began to savagely fuck her, driving his meat into her as hard as he could with each stroke. Brooke continued to scream and cum as he hammered her for all he was worth.

  For several minutes, Wade continued to fuck Brooke vigorously, making her cum several times. As she screamed and moaned beneath him, he finally let his passion go past the point of no return. He screamed as he fired his seed deep into her pussy. His cock, pressed hard against her ripe cervix, let loose a torrent of hot creamy seed. Brooke flinched as the forceful stream of heat washed over her unprotected womb.

  As Brooke heaved for breath, Wade collapsed on top of her. Brooke could hear her own heartbeat rushing in her ear, accompanied by the roar of his ragged breath. She felt Wade’s warm seed flowing down the silky, slick walls of her pussy, filling her completely. She smiled contentedly knowing that soon, she would spring her trap.

  Wade, not suspecting a thing, began to slide his still rock hard cock slowly in and out of her, beginning what would be the second of several rounds that afternoon.

  Chapter Eight

  Six months later, Brooke was giving a briefing to the partners of the firm about the class action settlement. The pharmaceutical company had quickly caved, and a $225 million dollar settlement was presented to the court for approval. Yesterday, Brooke had received news that the settlement had been approved by the judge, and that the pharmaceutical company was not going to appeal as part of the terms of the settlement. Payment was expected quickly, perhaps in as soon as 30 days.