Enter the Bad Boy (Sweet Surrender) (13 page)

Catherine felt her eyes roll. She hoped it hadn’t been too obvious.

“Okay, Linda? Just take it easy and we’ll hook up again soon,” he said to the woman on the phone. “Maybe next weekend, okay? Bye now.”

“Sorry about that,” Jason said again. “She was a bit upset.”

Catherine nodded. She would love to have asked why ‘Linda’ was so upset but she bit her tongue.

“So these are all new listings?” he asked, opening the folder Catherine had placed on the dashboard.

“Yes, we have to check them out and do a few photos before we put them on line.”

The walk back to the car had wet Catherine’s blouse even more and her nipples were completely visible. Jason browsed through the folder but only absently as he kept looking over. Catherine also felt his gaze upon her legs, although her skirt was considerably more conservative than the dress she had worn to the mall.

She wondered if Jason remembered her from the mall. It wasn’t until they were photographing the third house that he mentioned that.

“So, that was your husband with you on Saturday?” he asked.

Catherine nodded. “So that was you?” she asked in reply, doing her best to sound disinterested. “I thought you looked familiar.”

“I thought you looked beautiful,” he shot back at her, and she turned away from his smile that time. She was blushing again though.

“That was some dress,” he went on.
“If you don’t mind me saying.”

“Well I actually wore it for my husband, but thanks.”

They were just getting back in the car when Jason’s phone rang again.

“Jane! How are you?”

He offered Catherine another apologetic shrug and smile.

“Now I wanted to but I just didn’t get the chance,” he explained into his phone, sounding genuine. “What about later this week? Are you free on Thursday night? I could come over.”

His eyes were on Catherine’s legs as he spoke. Her skirt had hiked up a bit as she sat in the car and she thought about tugging it down but she didn’t want to make a point of doing it while he was watching.

“Well you could cook us something. You’re a wonderful cook you know
…. And that way we’ll have more time for you know what.”

He actually winked at Catherine that time
, and she shook her head, unable to contain her disgust as she drove on.

When he ended the call Catherine couldn’t resist asking. “So does Linda know about Jane?”

Jason just smiled. “No but Linda’s husband doesn’t know about me so all’s fair.”

“So this Linda’s married?” Catherine shot back at him. “And you slept with her last night?”

Jason shrugged.

“Well where was her husband?”

“He travels a lot with his work apparently. I’m not too sure. I only met her last night.”

Jason’s phone rang again. “Chelsea! Hi. How are you?”

He offered Catherine another smile and shrug.

“No, baby I haven’t forgotten.”

He covered the phone to speak to Catherine. “This is getting embarrassing now,” he said, then to the woman on the phone, “So, baby, we’re going to play that special game again tonight. Have you been thinking about it?”

His smile broadened but he was again looking at Catherine’s legs, and as much as she would enjoy slapping the womanising bastard she couldn’t help the tingling in her belly and the ache that was developing in her sex.

“All right, baby, I have to go now but remember the rules for when you see me drive up tonight.”

He ended that call and pocketed his phone.

“Rules?” Catherine asked, shaking her head at her own foolishness. Was she going to encourage him?

“The rules are no underwear,” Jason explained as he looked Catherine over most deliberately. “Although I have to admit underwear looks good on some women.”

“Gee thanks! Is that supposed to be a compliment?”

Jason’s eyes intensified with a sudden flash of sincerity. “I mean that in the nicest way. I’m just remembering how good you looked in that red lacy bra on Saturday and how good you look in white too.”

“And what makes you think you’re welcome to look?” Catherine challenged. It was a playful challenge though and she didn’t quite understand why she was continuing to encourage him.

“Are you trying to say you didn’t dress for attention on Saturday?” he shot back at her. “Granted, today your blouse is wet
, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to see much, but that dress you had on at the mall…”

He was looking at Catherine’s legs again as he spoke
, and she could see a bulge in the front of his pants. Actually the bulge was well down the left leg of his pants, extending quite a long way even though it was obviously not anywhere near firm.

“Go ahead. I don’t mind you looking,” he said as she felt his eyes and quickly looked away. “That’s what they all want more of.”

Catherine shook her head, biting down on her smile. “You’re disgusting!”

“Maybe.
But they keep calling me!”

Catherine shut up and let the conversation end there before it got any closer to the warm little ache in the pit of her belly. Doing the next house
, her blouse got wet again though, and when she next sat in the car she allowed her skirt to ride up even further than before.

“So, you’ve always been faithful to your husband?” Jason asked her without animosity.

“Yes! I have never done anything behind his back,” Catherine answered truthfully.

“Well that’s good. I would never make a move on a married woman unless she was open. All the married women I’ve slept with have first made it clear that they wanted it.”

Catherine swallowed. “Have there been many?”

“Quite a few.
Usually just for one night because I don’t really want to break up marriages. But they usually want more.”

“If they want more they must be getting something special,” Catherine said, but she couldn’t believe she said that and her face was on fire.

“I’d like to think so,” Jason replied easily. “Or it could just be that size actually does matter,” he added with a smile that Catherine couldn’t turn her head to meet.

After the next house she let him drive and she sat in the passenger seat with her skirt hiked up and her legs s
wayed toward him. And as they chatted about work and their social lives in general she wondered if he could see her panties. He was looking quite often and she was allowing her knees to stray apart just slightly. The warm ache in the pit of her belly was accompanied by moist heat between her legs and she could feel her pussy was slick.

The conversation had ended and she shuffled sideways in her seat and rested back. At that she was deliberately showing him her panties that time
, and she watched the bulge in the leg of his trousers extend and flex.

Her clothing had dried out by lunch time where they stopped at a bar for a meal. Then they had another half a dozen houses to do and the afternoon passed without any further reference to his conquests, although Catherine couldn’t seem to get the thought of those unfaithful wives out of her mind.

His parting word that evening as she was brushing by him to leave for home was a whisper in her ear. “I’ll look forward to seeing what colour you wear tomorrow.” To which she didn’t respond but just hurried away without looking back.

****

Catherine cuddled up to her husband in bed that night fiddling with the hair on his chest. She was still thinking about those unfaithful wives and she smoothed down Ash’s belly and closed her hand over his semi-firm cock.

It hardened immediately. It was a pretty good length, although nothing like the size of the bulge in Jason’s trousers.

She was suddenly being kissed and pushed onto her back. Her legs were worked open and her nightie was hiked up to her neck as her husband’s hand groped one of her breasts and his mouth opened over the other one.

He massaged and sucked on her for a minute or two then shifted up her body and penetrated her.

It was again all rushed and awkward but Catherine’s mind was elsewhere and she just clung to her husband’s convulsing body as his cock throbbed inside of her, and when he rolled off gasping for breath she used her fingers against her clit and brought herself to orgasm right there beside him.

He pulled her back to his chest and la
y stroking her hair for a while.

“
Wow, that was different.”

Catherine’s thoughts returned to where she was. “I think we should get away together soon,” she said. It was something that came to her out of nowhere, although it may have had something to do with the fact that she truly loved her husband and had been having unfaithful thoughts all day.

“Hey, that’s a good idea! We’ve both got vacation time. Maybe we could do something before the summer ends.”

Catherine woke the next morning still cuddled in her husband’s arms and feeling very secure in their relationship. She put her attraction to Jason down to the fact that her sex life was currently unsatisfying, but she and Ash had been together for over eight years and although he had his flaws he was a very loving and devoted man.

Remembering what Jason had said to her in parting the previous afternoon, she chose her most conservative flesh coloured bra and she wore slacks and a knitted top that offered no cleavage at all.  The guy was nothing more than a womanising arsehole and she wasn’t about to play his games.

On the way to work she was called to a meeting with a client that took most of the morning. It was a house on the edge of town that she had been trying to sell for ages and the buyer was motivated. Then after finally getting away from that meeting she was called to two more and never even made it into the office that morning at all.

Catherine returned home for lunch and took her time. The afternoon would be spent sitting at a computer with Jason, checking the work he’d done getting the new listings set up on-line. She ended up in front of her bedroom mirror checking herself out. She jogged and went to the gym three afternoons a week and she was very nicely toned. She had long slender legs and a firm bum and belly. Her B-cup breasts were nicely shaped with small, dark, upward pointing nipples. She tossed the frumpy bra aside and picked out a baby blue lace one with matching G-string panties. To hell with Jason! Let the asshole look all he wants at what he’s never going to get, she decided.

She picked out a short straight skirt and three inch heels, and a fitted white blouse that opened right up when she lean
ed forward. She freshened up her lipstick and combed her long blonde hair leaving it free of the band she had worn that morning. She had spent an hour on her nails the night before.

It was only a small firm with the owner, a fat middle aged sales agent, an old cranky school ma’am style receptionist and Catherine
– and now Jason, who would have to make do with a desk in the reception area for a while.

Catherine found him at her computer working on the new listings. She said hello and went about checking the pile of faxes she had received, pretending to ignore him while he looked her over.
 

The skirt she had chosen was perfectly suitable for work but she usually wore it with stockings. She felt a little exposed with only a G-string underneath
, and as she sat in her couch facing where Jason was seated at her desk she felt his eyes lower to her legs. Her couch was deep seated too and she’d noticed women sitting there in longer skirts than hers would need to cross their legs to avoid showing their panties.

Catherine didn’t cross her legs though. She could feel that warmth in her crotch again and she could feel her knees trembling together as she gazed at the fax pages without reading them.

Jason was slouched back in her chair, and as he tilted his head to get a better look she even allowed her knees to stray an inch or so apart to make it easier for him.

She spent the next hour sitting there reading and squirming from side to side. And every time she moved, his head would tilt and she would let her legs stray apart so he could have a look. And when she had to go and check his work she sat in her chair with him standing at her shoulder looking down her blouse at her fully exposed bra.

“That’s pretty,” he finally said. “Baby blue and matching panties. Did you buy them as a set?”

“That’s none of your business,” Catherine replied with as much defiance as she could summon. Her heart was pounding though and she could feel his breath against her neck.

“Do you think we should meet up tonight and do something about this?” he asked.

“Something about what?”
Catherine shot back at him.

He was grinning. “How about coming back to my place after work? We’re nearly finished here, aren’t we?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Catherine answered weakly. She could feel her cheeks on fire and her heart was trying to jump out of her chest.

Jason flipped open his phone and started scrolling for a number. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Last chance
…”

She sat with her arms folded glaring up at him. He stood there still grinning.