He was more than happy with her work. She was extremely efficient and also very attractive, in a sexy, yet demure way. She always wore a business suit to the office; a skirt just above her knees, a white or muted color blouse, and a matching or appropriately contrasting jacket. She clearly had a great figure and knew just how to show it off, without acting or looking like a bimbo or slut.
She was twenty-eight and had long ago learned to flirt—now it was like breathing. It was easy for her to dial it up or down. At work, it was always down, but just enough to keep men interested and wondering. Her wedding rings were usually enough to warn them away.
John was convinced that she had played a subtle, but important role in gaining some of their business. She always knew just what to say, and how to act around the male and female potential clients that came to their office. She gave the impression of a chaste woman, and yet she gave off some obscure sense that something very sensuous lay just beneath the surface, never to emerge.
He brought her to as many meetings as possible, to take advantage of the affect of her presence. He knew from experience that men, and some women, were impressed by her depth of knowledge, and subconsciously, by her aura.
She and her husband Doug had been married for five years. They met in their senior year of college, dated for almost two years and then tied the knot. He was a well paid engineer with a software company. The nature of his work allowed him to work partly from home and partly in the office. He really had a twenty-four hour day in which to get work done. The freedom this schedule allowed, gave him time to do his work, and also do extracurricular things that interested him.
Their sex life was great. Katie had developed a somewhat kinky sexual appetite and Doug fulfilled all her desires. She had never even thought of cheating on him; he gave her everything she needed and wanted.
Like most Friday afternoons, John told Katie to take off early to beat the traffic. “Have a great weekend, and I will see you on Monday.”
“Thanks, I really appreciate all the consideration you show me. I could not think of a better place to work or a better boss to have. I’ll be here bright and early Monday. You have a great weekend also!”
She settled into her car and drove home, arriving about 5 pm. As she pulled into the driveway, she noticed a black Escalade parked on the street, in front of their home. Never having seen it before, she found it curious, but ignored it and entered the house through the front door. Doug was there with another man she had never seen before.
“Hi, Babe. This is Diego Santos, a sort of business partner of mine.”
“Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Knowles,” he said.
“Same here, I am sure.”
She quickly appraised him. Obviously Hispanic, very handsome, in shape, wearing what had to be an Armani suit. She wondered how he could be a business partner of Doug’s.
“Who is this other man?” She had not failed to notice another Hispanic man standing quietly off to the side, holding what seemed to be a baseball bat behind him.
“Oh, that’s just Carlos. He is my driver, and helps me in various aspects of my business. We are going to step outside. Doug has some things he needs to discuss with you, and that is probably best done in private.”
Without another word, he quickly turned, motioned to Carlos, and they both went out through the front door, closing it behind them.
“Doug, what is going on? You never mentioned a business partner.”
“There is no easy way to say this, so please just let me get it all out, and then we can talk… if you want to talk to me after you hear everything.”
Now, with a worried and wary look, she said, “Okay, just get it all out on the table. No holding anything back!”
With Doug following, she moved to their living room and sat, waiting for whatever was to come.
“Things have not been going well at work. They cut my hours due to their loss of a big contract. I started gambling to make up for the loss of money. That has not been going well either…”
“Go on, Doug.”
“Well… I wanted to make up for my losses. I had no money, so I had to borrow some. The only place to do that was through Diego.”
“So he is your basic loan shark?”
“I guess you could put it like that… I have been paying him the interest on what I borrowed, but have not been able to do that in a few weeks. He is here to collect.”
Trying to control her anger and shock, she asked, “So how much do you owe him?”
“55,000 dollars, as of today. It goes up daily,” Doug managed to mumble out, unable to meet her eyes.
“55,000! Holy shit, Doug! What the hell were you thinking? I guess you weren’t thinking at all. We don’t have that kind of money! And I suppose he wants it today, right now. That’s why he is here with his goon, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he murmured. “He has given us options.”
“Speak up! You mean he has given you options. I am not in this mess of yours. What are your options?” The shock and fury was unmistakable in her voice.
Ashamed and humiliated, he told her, “He gave me three. You saw the base ball bat. That is for my knee. I would not walk for months and still owe him the money. Second, we have about 50,000 equity in the house. We could sign it, and the contents, over to him, leaving us to find a place to live…”
“Jesus H. Christ! And I thought you were smart, intelligent. Apparently I mistook a bag of rocks for a brain! Okay, you’ve mentioned two options so far, you said there were three. Is that a lie or is there a third?”
Now Doug was so remorseful and embarrassed he did not know if he could get it out. “I really don’t want to tell you… This is the worst of the three. I have fucked up so incredibly bad, and he wants you to make it right.”
“Me? Me! How could I possibly make it right? I have nothing anywhere near the value needed to fix this. Just spit it out for God’s sake! Be a man! What is it?”
His head hanging low, mumbling even more, he told her, “He wants you to spend the weekend with him. Now until Sunday night.”
It did not fully hit her right away. “What would I do for a weekend? Go on cruise, down to the Keys?” She paused, “Oh, I get it! I am to be his sex slave, his weekend whore, to do with as he pleases. That’s it, isn’t it? You worthless piece of…”
Now Doug was so ashamed, so mortified, he could not talk. Tears were running down his face, his body shaking from the sobbing.
“What if we just call the police and report all this?”
Through his sobs, he said, “Diego is big business in South Florida. He has the police and District Attorney in his pocket. He has been in his various businesses for a long time, has many friends. He is pretty much the personification of untouchable.”
They both sat there, he, totally lost and disoriented; she, evaluating, logically considering options.
Diego was very handsome. He might be fun. It had been seven years since she had been with another man. She had been feeling just the tiniest seven year itch, probably caused by her flirting enjoyment and the attention her job brought her. She could always be completely unresponsive, or just enough to make the arrangement work. It would shame Doug, and no matter how it turned out, she would tell him how much she enjoyed it, and might want even more. It would be the beginning of teaching him a very big lesson.
Without a word, she stood and headed to the front door. Pulling it open, she invited Diego in.
“Doug has explained the situation. If I am yours for the weekend, it wipes the slate clean, totally?”
“Yes. But to make sure, I want you to understand, it means your full cooperation. You do not know me yet, but you will find me interesting and fulfilling, in many ways.
“On the other hand, I know you. I have resources. They have discreetly talked to some of your old friends, and some that had benefits, if you take my meaning. I know what you are capable of, and I want to enjoy that. Is that acceptable?”
She was surprised at his knowledge. It made her even more annoyed, but also curious, about this man. Maybe paying the debt would be “interesting”, as he had said.
“Yes. I am crystal clear. I should go pack some things.”
“You do not need anything, my dear. We know your sizes, likes, and dislikes. Everything you will need will be provided. I suggest you say goodbye to Doug. There will be no communication between you for the weekend. I totally guarantee your safety. You will have access to a cell phone if you need it, but any attempt to contact Doug will void the arangement.”
Katie turned back to Doug, who was just getting off the couch, after pulling himself together. “I am leaving now, and am assured I will be returned Sunday night. What time?” she asked Diego.
“It will be about 10 pm.”
“While I am gone, paying the price for your insane craziness, think about how incredibly stupid you have been. Think about how our marriage might possibly survive.”
She quickly turned and walked out the door, followed by Diego, who carefully shut it behind him. Waiting at the Escalade, Carlos opened the rear door for her, revealing a custom made interior. There was no second row of seats, and the area where the third row was originally, had been replaced by a semi circular black leather couch with a low table in front of it.
Already sitting on the far side of the couch, was a beautiful Hispanic woman. Long, shiny dark hair flowing down her back, she was wearing a black mini-skirt and a sheer, creme color camisole, a thin lacy bra visible underneath. The dark circles of her areolas were just visible, surrounding the bulges from her nipples.
As Katie was climbing into the vehicle, Diego said, “Katie, this is Maria. She is my most trusted confidant, and has been with me for a number of years.” Katie thought she was probably in her mid-thirties.
There were three champagne glasses, full, already sitting on the table. “Hi Maria, nice to meet you under these highly unusual circumstances.”
“Great to meet you! I was hoping you would choose to come with us for the weekend. I promise you will have a fun time. Now sit and have some champagne. It is Cristal, the best there is—better even than Dom. You must be really stressed. I think this will help.
“Let me help you off with your jacket. You will be much more comfortable in just your blouse.”
The jacket easily slipped off. It was more comfortable to just be wearing her light blouse and bra. Katie then turned back, sitting between them. She picked up the middle glass, just as Diego was getting in and picking up his. They toasted to a wonderful weekend for all. Katie did not see the subtle wink from Diego to Maria. She faintly nodded back.
Unknown to Katie, the inside of her glass had been coated with an experimental drug that was being developed at a local University. It was only in the testing stage on mice, but Diego had used it before. An old friend was one of the main researchers who had developed the drug, and he gave Diego small portions whenever he asked. Small portions lasted. Only a few drops were needed to produce the desired affect. It was quick acting and was relatively long lasting, also the affect was cumulative.
It was being developed as a possible drug to stimulate the brain of Alzheimer’s patients. It affected the amygdala, a small area deep in the brain, that played a major role in memory and emotion. A side effect they discovered, was it stimulated sexual response. It increased desire and sexual craving.
Katie was seriously stressed. From out of nowhere, this whole situation had developed in less than half an hour. Now she was sitting next to the man who would possess her for the weekend. Part of her was highly excited, and part was very nervous and shocked. She ventured a quick look at him. Her unexplainable attraction to him was reinforced.
“Maria, break out the Beluga. It will go good with the Cristal, and, I dare say, Katie will enjoy it.”
As nervous as she was, Katie had almost finished her glass of Cristal. “Beluga really sounds good! I need something in my stomach, and Diego is right, caviar does go good with champagne.”
Maria had reached down next to her, opened a small refrigerator, and quickly produced a plate of crackers, chopped chives, diced egg whites and yolks, and sour cream. In the center was a large open container of Russian Beluga caviar.
As they were all digging in, Maria took Katie’s glass, quickly re-coated it, and poured more Cristal, then placed it back in its position. Katie was enjoying the Beluga, and was happy to have a Cristal refill.
After several crackers full of the delicious caviar, and more sips of the Cristal, Katie put her glass down and leaned back against the couch, her skirt riding more than half way up her thighs. It was obvious to Diego that the drug was having its intended affect.
“Katie, you look like you are relaxing already. Are you more comfortable now, and hopefully looking forward to the weekend?”
“I am. Being with you, enjoying the champagne and caviar, it is strangely arousing. I expected to be angry, and I was, but it has passed. Now I feel a certain arousal and, frankly, am puzzled by it.”
“I am happy to hear that,” Diego said. ”Pull up your skirt so you can spread your legs, then come sit across my lap, facing me.”
She had a moment’s hesitation, but found herself actually wanting to do as he asked. Viscerally, she wanted to be close to him. The bulge in his pants had not gone unrecognized. Her thin, silk panties would hardly be a barrier.
In a few moments, her skirt slid up and she easily maneuvered into a lap-dancing position over him.
“Oh yes, that is much better. You have a very beautiful, sexy body, Katie. But I guess I am not telling you anything you have not known for quite awhile.”
She just smiled and wiggled herself into a satisfying position on his lap. His bulge was now pushing against her pussy; he was definitely bigger than Doug, but how big was yet to be determined. Her sensation of arousal was now becoming stronger.
“I believe I am going to further explore this exquisite body sitting before me.”
As he began to unbutton her blouse, their eyes locked—eyes that never left each other, as if they were engaged in a captivating contest. With the last button undone, he pulled the blouse loose from its tucked-in position, revealing her thin, lacy, beige bra; the tops of her boobs were barely bulging over the bra’s edge.
“Even lovelier than I expected,” he said, as they came into his view, even though their eyes stayed locked. His hands went behind her back. A quick flick of his fingers, and the bra fell loose, fully exposing her bewitching and provocative breasts.
With the palms of his hands enveloping their substance, his fingers found her nipples, squeezing and rolling them at the same time.
“Oh my God!” she said, as her eyes closed, and she slightly pitched forward, her arms reaching for his shoulders for support.
He could feel her thighs begin to tremble against his. The drug had done its work. She was more sexually sensitive than she had ever been in her life.
“I am at the cliff of an orgasm, but cannot go over. God, this is so good! Please, please make me fall.”
“Use your hand on your clit. You will go quickly.”
Her right hand quickly shot underneath her panties. Finding her soaking clit, she caressed it, and in a matter of seconds…
“Ohh, Fuck yes! Damn, this is good. I…”
As her whole body was shuddering, he stopped his stimulation. Gasping for breath, she fell fully forward, into a deep kiss. As the orgasm receded, she put her head on his shoulder, her heart slowing.
“My God, Diego! It has never been like this for me. Are you a wizard?” she said, laughing. “I don’t know if I will survive the weekend at this rate. I certainly made the right decision. I hope Doug is thinking about this—wondering what I am doing. I wish he could have seen this, and what is to come! We have not even fucked yet!”
Just then, the vehicle stopped. Katie started to refasten her bra. He stopped her, telling her they were at his home, behind walls. She would not be needing her blouse or bra all weekend.
“Just come with me and Maria in your skirt and heels. You are very beautiful. Isn’t that so, Maria?”
“She is incredible. Don’t worry, Katie. Get used to wearing little to nothing. It is our way of life behind these walls.”
Katie looked around and saw that indeed, they were surrounded by tall trees, greenery, and a high wall. She found Diego’s hand and headed with him to the house; her nipples still hard from their recent experience, her soaking panties squishing as she walked.
Once inside, the size and beauty of his home was immediately apparent. It was faintly Spanish in decoration, with a modern touch. She had only seen homes like this in Architectural Digest.
He dropped her hand, saying to Maria, “Take her to your room and get her ready for dinner. Give her one of your sheer cotton dresses to wear. We will be eating on the patio.
“See you soon,” he said to her, as he turned and headed into the house.
Maria said, “This way, Katie. We need to get you refreshed and dressed, as Diego requested.”
Upon walking into Maria’s bedroom, she saw that it was really a large suite; a bedroom, large bathroom, and what looked to be an office. Maria casually unzipped and dropped her skirt, followed by the rest of her skimpy clothes.
The sight of her naked, beautiful body, brought forth feelings that Katie had not experienced since her college days—she knew she wanted her, intimately. She was so focused on Maria, she was surprised when she said, “Come on, Katie, drop the skirt, and let’s get you ready for dinner.”
“Oh, yes, sorry. I was just…” She quickly stepped out of her heels, and dropped her skirt and panties, not explaining her preoccupation.
“I think you will find everything you need in the bathroom. There is a new razor out for you to use. Everything needs to be smooth, and I see it has been a few days for you.”
Katie blushed as she headed into the bathroom. She knew exactly what Maria was referring to, about five days of pubic growth.
Her eyes were closed as she was turning on the shower, all she could think about was Maria’s naked body. Her beautiful olive skin, her dark, hard nipples, her smooth and inviting pussy; they all called to her in a way she thought was long forgotten.
She was startled when she felt Maria’s touch. “I thought you might enjoy it if we washed each other…”
“Wow, you surprised me. I was off somewhere… Actually, I would love it. Honestly, I was standing here thinking of you. You are just stunning. I don’t know why I am so stirred by you. It is not like me.”
Before she could say more, Maria started rubbing her back with a loofah full of scented soap. Katie just stood there, captivated by the feel of the sponge on her body, and by knowing who was using it.
After scrubbing her from neck to ankle, she gently touched Katie’s hips and turned her. They gazed into each others eyes, as she first did her arms, and then started rubbing between her breasts. When the sponge hit her nipples, Katie was so mesmerized with desire, she reached for Maria’s boobs and began fondling them, as she also squeezed and pulled her nips.
They came together in a kiss, tongues probing, searching each other. Maria never stopped using the loofah. As she was crossing Katie’s mound, she dropped the sponge and began expertly using her fingers. Katie held her tight, opening her legs; she was beginning to tremble.
“My God, Maria, it is so good! I need you, need this. I love a woman’s touch.” Now whispering, “Please… Yes, soon… Oh, God yes. Oh Maria…” Her body now shuddered in the throes of her orgasm.
They held each other tight, Maria supporting her until she regained her stability.
Once again standing firm, she began to reach for Maria’s nether region. “I want to repay you. That was so incredible.”
“Later. I am sure you will have a chance later. Now we need to finish and get out to be with Diego. He will be wondering, and missing us. Don’t worry, this is nothing you have to hide. He probably has figured out why we are a bit delayed. If he asks, just tell him. We are very open with our friends.”
They both finished everything that needed to be done to make themselves both seductive and elegant. Maria donned a white, spaghetti strap, semi-sheer, sleeveless dress, and gave Katie a similar dress in red. Neither wore lingerie.
Maria’s dark nipples were clearly visible through the dress. Katie’s lighter ones were defined by their clearly protruding firmness. She did not understand why they seemed to stay almost constantly hard. It was not like her.
They walked, barefoot, to the patio, where Diego was sitting at a glass table near the pool, enjoying a glass of red wine. He was also barefoot, and wearing a dark brown, abstract patterned, sarong-type garment.
“Ladies! You both look luscious. It took you long enough. I thought I might have to drink the whole bottle by myself. Were the two of you being wickedly playful, hmmm? Do tell.”
“All I can say,” Maria declared, “is that if we were, I am sure it was much fun, and furthermore, I am sure it would be a good portent of what might be in the future.”
He looked at Katie. She walked over to him, gave him a big, full kiss, adding, “What she said.”
The girls sat on either side of him. Seemingly by magic, a steward appeared with more wine and a salad for each. Dinner proceeded. They enjoyed wonderful, fresh caught grouper, interesting side dishes, and cheese cake for dessert. All the while, they asked Katie about her life, discussed the various business interests Diego had, all the places in the world he had traveled, and just a bit about Maria.
Katie was interested in everything, but she was becoming more and more anxious to be with Diego. He had told her she was his for the weekend, and she had been angry, defiant, reluctant. Now she was eager, ready, excited. He showed great interest in her, but aside from the short time in the car, he had not touched her.
Dinner had been cleared away. They were alone on the patio, darkness was beginning, the pool lights were on, the water was calm and glowing. Suddenly, Diego stood, pulled off his garment in one, quick movement, and dove into the pool. Katie had a quick glimpse of his bounty as his body entered the water—now she knew for sure she wanted him.
He soon swam to the edge of the pool in the shallow end. “Girls, drop those dresses and get in here with me.”
They quickly did so. Now he had two beautiful, naked women standing by his side in the warm water. Katie found herself unable to resist. She found his cock and began to stroke it with both hands. He kissed her as she caressed him, and then tweaked both her tits, hard. She squealed, releasing his cock out of surprise and shock, but also she found, enjoyment and enchantment.
He jumped onto the side of the pool, his legs hanging in the water. “Come here, Katie, and demonstrate your oral skills for me.”
She rapidly engulfed him with her mouth, thinking, Definitely bigger than Doug, this is going to be awesome in me!
Holding his balls with one hand, and the base of his cock with the other, she proceeded to lick, suck, and kiss him, hoping to trigger his discharge into her mouth—she was craving his spunk, wanting every drop of him. It was not to be.
As Katie was using all her skill to achieve her goal, Maria was behind her, softly, gently, playing with her clit and putting sometimes one, sometimes two fingers in her, making sure she was extremely wet from her own flow of slippery juice. Maria’s work just increased Katie’s efforts. She was almost able to take all of him. Whenever she glanced up, she saw his smiling face beaming down at her.
Just when she felt him stiffen further, and tasted his pre-cum, he stopped her. She tried to keep him, but he had pulled away and walked back down the steps into the water, his cock straight out in front of him.
He was standing in about four feet of water, when he said, “Come here, my sweet. Come here and put your arms around me. Now it is time we entirely feel each other.”
She knew what was going to happen and desperately wanted it. Holding him tight, she wrapped her legs around him, as he guided his shaft into her. He easily slipped into her tunnel—her extra-stimulated nectar provided the means, his push and her pull drove him fully home.
When his pelvic bone hit her clit, she quivered from the blow, shivers running through her body. She knew she fully had him.
“Damn, Diego! It is magnificent! You are magnificent! Oh God, fuck me. Make me scream!”
“You will, my dear. Right now you need to loosen your grip on me and just float. Every breath you take in and out will make you float up and down on me. Try it. We can stay connected for as long as we choose. We will both drift into special worlds, worlds in our minds that only great passion and insatiableness can bring on.”
She did as he instructed. Her eyes closed, head laying back, arms out to her sides. He held her waist, as she went up and down with every breath—he saw this and knew she was his. He closed his eyes and mentally drifted with her. He could feel the irregular contractions of her tunnel, as she reveled in his cock moving in and out of her.
Time had gone astray for them. She experienced many brief, tiny orgasms as she was drifting; he was slowly building to one massive one. Her only sounds were a low moaning; his were occasional gasps. His feet moved very slightly, holding their balanced position, as time drifted and they both built to the inevitable ending.
He felt his ending approaching and moved into shallower water to finish what he had started. His hands moved to her ass. She, feeling her position change, opened her eyes, and once again reached for him, pulling herself tight to him. Now he could pump her hard and fast, hitting her clit with every stroke. Both their bodies were now fully activated. They both knew what was about to happen.
“Harder Diego, harder! Yes, fuck me. Oh my God, you are incredible! I am going to… Ohhhhh damn, fill me! AHhhh…”
“Yes, my love! It is cumming! Oh Jesus yes, yes!”
“Damn, I love feeling your hot seed pumping into me. I am so stretched, I could feel every pulse of your cock. It is hard to believe, I have never felt so sexually alive, so sensitive to your every movement, so craving of our intimacy.”
“I understand more than you think. I felt the same way. I wish this could just go on and on…”
He slowly started to withdraw his cock, and she grabbed him tighter, “No, no, please leave it in me! You are still hard, I can feel it. Fuck me again!”
“I am going to, just not here. We are all going to my bedroom for the night. We are not finished yet. Maria needs more of you, as do I.”
He had been slowly moving to even shallower water. It was now several inches below her opening.
“When I pull out, I want you to cup your hand under you and catch all my cum that runs from you. Push it out, then lick it all down. I want you to know my taste, feel it slide in your mouth and down your throat.”
As soon as he slipped out, her hand was there, catching the first to last drops of his precious cum. Holding his gaze, she tilted her hand, letting his cream slide onto her tongue and down her throat.
Smiling, as she licked the remnants, she said, ”Very tasty. Much better than what I have had for a number of years. I need more.”
He held her, kissing her deeply, “No worries there, my dear. Much more to come. The weekend is young.”
Then, turning to Maria, he said, “Come on, girls. Let’s go to my bedroom, enjoy a nightcap, and each other. Since you both apparently became close friends, I want to see you enjoy each other before I jump back in.”
They all got out of the pool, found towels and dried off. Maria took Katie’s hand and headed for her room, telling Diego they would be there soon; they needed to at least dry and brush their hair a bit. He just nodded and headed for his bedroom.
As they were drying and preparing to see Diego again, Maria asked Katie if she ever did anal sex with Doug.
“A few times, but it was not enjoyable, at least with him. He always rushed me, did not seem to understand restraint and tenderness. Why do you ask…?”
“Diego enjoys it. I am sure he will want you to accept him back there, and you know your promise…”
“Oh God, he is rather large—especially for my ass.”
“I think he will put a butt plug in you to prepare you. Have you ever used one?”
“No. What is it?”
“They are cone shaped. His are all silicone. They go in, and your muscle holds it in place. It will be good for you if he does it. It will get you used to something in there. So don’t be surprised and don’t resist. With your sexual response tonight, I think you will probably enjoy it, if he goes there.”
“Honestly, I was prepared to do the least possible to get through this weekend, but I am so turned on by both you and him. This is not the me I know, but it is the me I am beginning to love. Thank you for everything, at least to this point,” she said with a beaming smile.
They headed for his room wearing nothing but their flip-flops.
His door was open. They walked in to find him waiting by the bar.
“What would you girls like to drink? This is a special night, so all the good stuff is out and available. Maria?”
“Let me have the Chateau de Montifaud Heritage Louis Vallet Cognac.”
“Wow, that is a mouthful. I have never heard of it. Is it excellent?”
Maria quickly replied, “One of the best in the world. Smooth as silk. I highly recommend it!”
“Then I will have it. One for me also, please.”
“Two for my girls, and I will have my favorite forty-year-old single malt.”
He poured for them, putting two drops of the drug in Katie’s glass.
“Katie, while we talk a bit before you two ladies engage in some pleasing sport for me, there is something I want to do for you. Come over here next to me.” She did as instructed. “Are you familiar with this?” he asked, as he showed her a butt plug.
“Ah… no, not really. What is it?”
Smiling, he said, “It is known as a butt plug, and it goes in your ass to prepare it for future activity. This one is going in yours. Please bend over and spread your cheeks.”
