More than a Job: The Complete Series (10 page)

5.

I am surprised to get home and find Liam waiting. He looks
angry, so I let him in and he slams the door behind him. He is all rage when he
turns to look at me.

“Why was Mike here last night?”

“How did you know?” I ask. I know nothing happened and
there is no reason for him to be very upset, but I also wonder who told him.

“I drove by to surprise you and saw his car. Then I drove
by this morning and his car was still here. Are you really so out of control
you couldn’t resist?”

“For starters, no. I am not out of control. And we didn’t
do anything. He came to talk to me about his feelings and I told him that I was
not in a place to commit to him again. He was really upset about his dead wife
and kid, so I let him spend the night. Nothing happened.”

“Nothing?”

“Absolutely nothing.”

“You sound disappointed,” he says. It is a good read, because
I was disappointed but it was my choice. However, he does not need to know how
much willpower it took not to have sex with Mike last night and this morning.

“Look, Liam, I care for you a lot, but Mike and I were
supposed to be married. It is not that easy to turn it off completely.” I lean
against the wall and Liam sighs.

“You still love him, don’t you?”

“A little, yeah. I do still love him, but I am trying to be
good to you, so give me a break, okay?”

“Maybe I can make you forget all about him,” Liam says.

“How so?” I know where he wants to take this and I am
relieved. I have gone too long without having my pussy filled with a real cock.
Dildoes and vibrators and toothbrushes are just not the same.

“Let’s go to your room,” he says and we undress one another
as we go to the bed. We fall down together naked and I play with his balls. My
other hand strokes him and I play with the tip of his dick. He smiles broadly.
“What do you want me to do?” Liam asks.

“I want to ride your cock. I am bored with teasing and
playing. Please just fuck me until I am spent.”

I kneel down and put my hands against the headboard. Liam
is not going to argue with a dripping cunt and he plunges himself into me,
filling me in a way that nothing has been able to lately. I come almost immediately,
devouring his shaft with my starved pussy.

“Jesus, you’re horny. You poor thing,” he laughs. I tighten
around him and clench as he pushes in and out. He slams me against the
headboard and I try to focus on nothing but the throbbing cock that is hard
inside of me. It feels so good and I want to forget everything else. Liam holds
my tits and licks the back of my neck while he fucks me. We don’t talk and it
is somewhat impersonal, but we are both so motivated by the simplicity of the
pleasure of sex. My cunt feels great and I lean back a little on him, thinking
about how impossible it would be to replace a thick man.

“Jayni, call my name. Please scream my name when you come.”

I slide down onto the bed and Liam is spooning me and
fucking me. The angle gets my G-spot and my body starts to shiver. My nerves
tingle all over and I hold my pussy lips tight around his pounding. I feel the
orgasm bursting through my hole and scream out as he kneads my breasts.

“Fuck yes. Fuck. Thank you for finally fucking me, Mike.”

The movement stops but I come anyway. It was too late but
now I can’t take back the words. “What?”

“Thank you for finally fucking me, Liam.”

“That is not what you said. You called me Mike.” He is
angry and he pulls his dick out of me.

“I’m sorry, I was just-”

“Just thinking about how much you love your old man pimp?
Because that’s all you are. A whore to someone who could be your daddy.”

“I know. I’m sorry, Liam.”

“No. You’re not, but oh, you will be.” The tone of his
voice changes. He gets up off the bed and goes to the bathroom. When he comes
back, he has my big wooden hairbrush. He winds up hard and slams the brush
against my ass so hard it stings.

“No, I’m sorry.”

He hits me over and over, along my ass, thighs, and back.
“You stupid slut. You dirty, dirty whore. Tell me you’re a fucking nasty whore
who can’t help riding any cock she sees.”

He is hitting me harder and the burn is making my pussy
drip. I love the pain and I have to agree with his assessment. “I am a dirty
whore. I love to be fucked and I will take it from anyone. I called you Mike. I
can’t even tell anymore because I have had so many dicks in me and it will
never be enough. I am a cock hound who needs her pussy filled all day long to
be satisfied. Punish me. Show me what a slut I am.”

“You stupid fucking bitch,” he says and forces the end of
the brush into me. I come again from the pressure and start to laugh. He is so
right; I love cock so much that I love nothing more.

“I’m such a selfish whore,” I say. “All that matters is
what will get me off next.”

Liam slaps me hard across the face and I feel my pussy
tighten. “Do you like being punished, too?”

“Yes. Slap me harder. Hit me until I come. There is nothing
that I won’t do, that won’t make me drip from my cunt, ready to get fucked. Everything
turns me on.”

He pulls the brush from my cunt and grabs a handful of
hair, pulling my head back. The roots of my hair are ripping from my head and
Liam slams his cock into me yet again. I scream in pleasure and the burning
from being hit makes the orgasm that much more intense.

“I want to eat every last drop of your cum when you’re
ready,” I say. “I am going to guzzle it down because I am such a dirty whore.”

“You disgust me,” he says and slams me hard. I come over
and over and scream out in joy, laughing as he hurls insults and hits me. When
his throbbing cock feels like it is going to explode, he pulls out and releases
himself all over my face. I lick the cum as it spills down my face and reach up
to get more on my fingers. I lick my fingers clean, but some of it has gotten
into my hair and I watch Liam go for his clothes as I giggle, my pussy finally
satisfied and the taste of Liam still in my mouth.

“By the way, here you go,” he says and then leaves the
bedroom. I take the phone he tossed to the bed and see that there is an active
call.

“Hello?” I ask.

“You are the dirtiest slut I have ever met,” Mike says.
“You seemed to get quite a bit of fun from Liam. Do you have no shame?”

“I’m sorry,” I say. “But not really, no. I have no shame. I
love cock too much and I can’t control it. I will take it from anyone unless
someone can satisfy me all the time.”

“You really are my little whore,” Mike responds and the
call cuts out.

6
.

I lie on the bed, unclear what I should do, not sure if
Mike was angry or not. I suppose I can understand why he would be, but he made
me this way. I was a quiet girl who never got any action before that night at
the interview. He has awoken in me a secret sex goddess, but now I am
insatiable. It is his own fault and he should have to deal with the
consequences. I want to call him back, but to say what? Come over and fuck me,
but I have zero capacity for monogamy?

The door to the bedroom opens and I realize Liam must have
left the apartment unlocked. It is Mike and he comes to sit down on the bed.

“Did you like fucking him?”

“Mike, I like fucking anyone or anything. My cunt will take
whatever it can get. I’m sorry.”

“I heard you screaming. I heard what happened. Did you like
being punished?”

“I did,” I admit. “I liked it a lot.”

“I also heard you call my name.” He brushes my messy hair
from my face and kisses me. His tongue makes slow circles and I melt into him.
I am turned on by him, but something else happens. I just want to be a part of
him and have him be a part of me. When I am with Mike, I love the sex but I
also realize that I love him as a man.

“I love you. Clearly, I have an addiction to cock, but they
are all nameless. I only love you.” It feels good to realize it and to say it.
He holds me to him, my naked body covered in welts and bruises and exhausted
from the day. I feel Mike breathing against me and sigh deeply. “I’m sorry. I
didn’t last long before jumping on the first pole I saw.”

He kisses my earlobe and picks me up, carrying me to the
bathroom. A bath was already drawn and I wonder how long Mike has actually been
here. He slides me into the warm water and begins to clean my body. The
washcloth is moved along my feet, then my calves, and my thighs. When he
reaches between my legs, I feel warm but it is a different warmth, a pleasant
warmth. He cleans out my hole and moves on to soap my arms and my torso. He
takes his time gently cleaning my breasts and then he kisses me on the
forehead. Settling onto the edge of the tub, he runs his hand under the water
up and down my thigh.

“Liam is a client,” he says.

“What?!”

“He wanted to invest and when Katie came to work for me, we
talked it over. When I fucked up with her, I created the plan.”

“What was the plan?” He continues slowly stroking my
thighs.

“Liam was going to try to tease you so that you realized
how much you crave sex, that you are a perfect fit for this job. And we worked
to try to help you realize that you did love me. I know I screwed up. I guess
it bothers me more than I realized to know I have to share you with other men.
But I never enjoyed anyone else like I enjoy you. And when you called my name
tonight as he fucked you, I realized that sex may be your favorite pastime, but
that it would always come back to us.”

I reach for his hand and run my hand up his arm and along
his chest. “I love you, Mike. I wanted to marry you when you asked and I would
give up everything to be your wife.”

“Yes, of course. Next week? I can’t wait anymore to be with
you every day and every night. But there is a condition.”

“Anything.”

“I need you to give up other men AND other women. I want my
wife to be all mine.” I know I can do it, because looking into his eyes, I
realize I would give up the world for him.

“Deal, as long as you agree to something.”

“Okay?”

“You also can’t be with anyone else. And, of course, you
promise to fuck me every single night for the rest of our lives.”

“Oh, Jayni, it will be my pleasure.”

I stand up and he dries me off, carrying me back to the
bedroom. This time, he wants to show me how much he loves me. He kisses me on
the mouth with total abandon and I fall completely head over heels in love with
him again. His mouth moves to my neck and his soft kisses flutter along my
collarbone. His hands caress my skin and he kisses my breasts, bringing my
nipples into his mouth and sucking them softly. His mouth continues down to my
belly button, then to my thighs, my toes, and back up my thighs until his
tongue is between my legs and I give myself over to him. His tongue works it
magic on me and I sigh with absolute pleasure.

He gets on top of me and I feel him part the folds of me
with the head of his cock. He slips in slowly and he rhythmically moves his
hips. He makes love to me like I am the only woman in the world. I have never
felt so loved and so admired.

“You are so beautiful, Jayni.” He kisses me again and I
feel whole. I feel like I am the first woman to be this lucky. Mike knows how
to make me forget everything but him and us.

“I love you, you gorgeous man.”

He smiles and we stare into one another’s eyes as we make
love. The deep blue comforts me and I let myself go entirely, given myself over
to him and his body. My orgasm is a full body release and after we are both
done, he holds me to him and tells me he loves me over and over until we both
fall asleep.

7.

It is my wedding day and I stare at myself in the mirror.
Because we are having a small ceremony, there are no bridesmaids so I am alone
in the bridal room. My hair is in an upsweep and I am wearing a string of
pearls Mike gave me that belonged to Eileen. The act was so gentle and
thoughtful and I think it was the act that proved this was the right thing. I
look at my dress and smile. The white satin ball gown bottom is gigantic, but I
feel like a princess. Every girl dreams of a beautiful wedding day and being a
perfect bride. This is a fairy tale. My heart is so happy and I smile when the
door opens, assuming it is Maria or Katie coming to tell me we are ready. It is
Mike, though, in his tux.

“What are you doing?” I say. “You can’t see the bride in her
dress before the wedding! Out!” I try to push him away but he blocks my path.

He grins and locks the door. “I can’t see her, so I
probably can’t fuck her, right?”

“You’re so naughty,” I laugh and his eyes twinkle.

“We have time before the ceremony.” He pulls out his cock
and turns me around so that he is behind me and we can watch ourselves in the
mirror. He struggles to lift my dress. “Damn, this is heavy.”

“Let me help,” I say and hold the dress up so he can plunge
himself into my pussy. Good thing I did not wear underwear! I was going to save
that secret for the reception, but I should have known that Mike could not wait
that long. He moves past my lips and I clench my walls around him. He is
throbbing and I feel completely ecstatic in this moment.

“I love you, Jayni,” he says and I meet his eyes in the
mirror. He fills me up and kisses my neck, holding me against him. “The next
time I fuck you, you’ll be my wife.”

“Mike, I hope I can always make you as happy as you make
me.” I tighten so that he groans and I try to use my cunt to make him happy. He
seems to enjoy the pulsing I give back and I dig my fingers into my thighs as I
come, trying not to draw attention from anyone outside the room. He releases
himself into me and I feel his cum drip down my legs. He gets a towel and
cleans me off and crawls under my dress, giving my pussy a big, wet kiss. I
smile as he licks my clit and then makes his way back out.

“See you out there,” he says. I smile and finish admiring
myself. I feel even prettier and more desirable now.

#

T
he wedding was beautiful and as Mike and I slow dance, I
feel him hold me and realize that this is my husband. The word is strange but
it answers so much. Everyone seems to be having a great time. We have finished
all of our obligatory married couple duties at the reception and now the party
is in full swing. We had a small group here in the first place, and now only a
few of our friends are left.

“How’s my wife feeling?”

“Wonderful. How about my husband?”

“Very happy. But-”

“But? Already a but?” I pout and he pulls me closer. His
arms are strong and I let him take control, leaning myself into him.

“But... I don’t think I can wait much longer to break in my
bride’s snatch. How about we find somewhere quiet?”

“You’re insane, you know that?” But I love how much I can
turn him on and when the song ends, we sneak off to the bridal suite. I pull my
dress off and stand naked before my husband for the first time.

“I’m really lucky,” Mike says. “My wife is drop dead
gorgeous.”

“You’re nowhere near as lucky as I am,” I tell him. He
undoes his tux and we take a moment to look at one another. This will be our
only chance to see each other like this, newly married. It is an overwhelming
moment, a scene that fills me with such love and happiness that I know I will
always remember it well. Our eyes lock and he smiles.

“I could make love to you until I die.”

“You might need to eat something once in a while.”

He gets down on his knees and crawls toward me. “Okay, give
me some of that tasty cunt.” He moves between my legs, licks the already
swelling folds, and sucks on my clit.

“Oh Mike....”

He lays me down on the bed and I run my hands over his ass.
His muscles ripple and strain.

“I love you so much, you beautiful man,” I say.

“Jayni, thank you for saving me.” He slowly pushes himself
into me, I wrap my legs around his waist, and my first time with my husband is
earth shattering. His naked body rides me. “Without you, I would be nothing.”

“Kiss me,” I whisper. Our mouths are hungry and I open
myself up to him, body and soul. We ride our pleasure waves together and he
flicks the walls of my pussy with his dick until I come.

“Yes!” I scream.

“My sexy wife is coming for me,” he says and the thought is
more than he can take. He throbs faster inside of me until he comes, too, and
we lie on the bed, legs tangled, our marriage officially consummated.

“That was so good,” I tell him.

“Mmm,” he moans.

“But-”

“What? Already a but?” He mimics me and laughs.

“But I hope you know that your wife loves you, but she is
still a cock hungry slut who is going to need to be fucked mercilessly.”

“I can’t wait,” he says. “Let’s start now!”

“What?” He picks me up and carries me out to the dance
floor. The crowd of friends that is left circles us.

“Hey everyone, I have made love to my wife in private, but
as you all know, she is a total whore and now she wants to be fucked like the
skank she is.”

He pushes me onto the dance floor on my hands and knees and
grabs my hips. My legs are spread wide and I flash my twat at everyone in the
room.

“Okay, Jayni, I am going to fuck you so hard you explode,”
he announces and slams his hard, thick dick all the way inside of me. I see
Katie, Steve, Liam, and Maria and realize I have fucked everyone in this room.

“Mike, everyone in this room has been in my pussy.”

“Not anymore. This sweet cunt is all mine, and I am going
to make sure I get plenty of use out of it!” He pounds me hard and his pole
throbs, shaking me until I push my body against the floor to feel the cold
wood. I am burning up for him and he plows me as my ass stays in the air and I
lie with my tits squashed against the ground.

Liam yells out. “That bitch loves it rough. Make sure you
punish her.”

Mike complies, slapping my ass hard and the burn goes
through to my wet hole. I enjoy being fucked in front of everyone, thinking
that this is the rest of my life and that I am the luckiest woman alive. They
all know how tight and warm my pussy is, but no one will ever get it again. The
cock inside me will be the only one I ride and I am more than satisfied with
that. Everyone here can see that Mike can more than please me and I am so proud
to have found someone like him. Someone who loves me and also loves my
addiction. The crowd starts to disperse and it is just Mike and me after
everyone leaves. He is not stopping though and I know he will fuck me all night
if I want it. And, Lord, I want it.