After the door to my office closed behind my PA, I stole a look at the clock on the wall. I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair, which creaked ever so slightly. Six o'clock. Six hours since my twelve inch girl had been in the warm embrace of Jack's ass. I swear, I was starting to feel a withdrawal.
An image flashed through my head, and I groaned in need. My darling, and I were in our bed, the room hazy with smoke. Just the way we like it. I was dangling a fresh cigarette in my lips, and held Jack's hips, while I long dicked him forcefully, him mewling with pleasure. I was reliving the first night I'd taken him. Oh, it had been so utterly glorious!
I opened my eyes, and reached for my purse. I removed a pack of my Divines, and lit one up, despite knowing that it would only make me hornier. A long, hard double drag preceded a slow, measured exhale that allowed me the maximum pleasure from the smoke.
A month had gone by, since Jack and I had become lovers, and it had been the greatest time of my life, thus far. I smiled to myself, as I exhaled another deep drag. In all honesty, we had not done that much by the way of romance. It had been a month of almost non stop fucking.
Jack would always wake me up with a blowjob, and sometimes, I would cum a large load down his throat. More often, I would ease up a little, and cum in his mouth, to let him enjoy the taste. I would then reward him with a full cigarette's worth of creamy exhales. Then, having already fed Jack his breakfast, I would have some of my own. A piece of toast, or the like.
Once that was done, I'd fuck him for a few hours, until we became hungry. We'd eat, and go right back to it, rutting like wild animals. We were completely addicted to one another, me with cumming into him, and Jack was developing an addiction to my cum.
I sighed and took a last drag of my cig, and crushed it out. Originally, I'd only meant to take two weeks off work, but then Joe had called to inform us of his plans to accept an offer from the travel agency, and extend his stay for a further two weeks. I simply could not resist the urge, to do the same.
I groaned, when I felt an electric surge shoot down to my cock, and I felt her grow a little bit. I rolled my chair back a bit, and glared at my crotch. She was getting to be such a needy bitch. Not that I was any better.
I glanced at my computer, and frowned. It seemed I had at least two hours worth of documents to read, and I was very horny. Well, there was nothing for it. I needed my sweet darling down here, so he could bounce on my cock, while I worked. I reached for my phone, and opened our message thread.
Darling?
Yes?
Your Mistress needs you, right now. Urgently.
You're at work, Mistress?
Yes.
On my way.
I smiled at that, and reached for another cigarette, but did not light it. I made my way over to the door to my office, and locked it, knowing Jack had a key. I did not want anyone walking in on me. I carefully removed my skirt, revealing my slightly engorged cock, and black lace stockings. I draped the skirt over the back of the sofa, and unbuttoned my black silk blouse, exposing a bra which matched my stockings.
I went to stand in front of the mirror, and took a picture of myself, with the unlit cigarette dangling between my lips. I sent the picture to Jack, with a message.
I'm waiting for you, darling.
Before I'd taken more than three steps from the mirror, I received a message back.
Nothing shall stand in my way, Mistress. Your ever loyal servant approaches quickly.
I let out a giggle, and made my way over to my desk. I sat down in the chair, reached for my lighter, and lit the cigarette. I took a large drag, and exhaled down onto my cock, while filming it with my phone. I reviewed the footage, and loved how my cock almost completely disappeared from view, as the creamy smoke covered it. The way the smoke seemed to 'catch' in my thick bush, and slowly drift away wasn't any less erotic. I sent my sweetie the video, and leaned back in the chair to enjoy my cigarette.
000000
A few minutes later, the door opened and Jack came rushing through, his eyes wild. He slammed the door shut, and strode over to me, dropping to his knees. I slowly spread my legs, and he practically attacked my cock with his mouth.
"Mmmmm," I moaned, and took a deep drag on a newly lit cigarette. I exhaled down on Jack, as he ran his tongue all along the underside of my meaty girl, his eyes intent on mine. He didn't even blink when the smoke covered his face.
"Such a good boy, coming to his Mistress when she calls," I said fondly, and ran a hand through his hair.
Jack arrived at my glans, and gave it a wet kiss. "How could I not, when you tease me like that, Mistress?" he asked, and pumped his fist up and down my cock a couple of times. A large dollop of pre came out of the slit, and he greedily sucked it off.
I exhaled in his face again and moaned sensually, when Jack's other hand began fondling my large, heavy balls.
"Still, I am grateful, darling," I assured him, and took a long double drag, exhaling my first drag through my nose, while attacking the cig again.
"I have an idea, my sweet," I said and bathed him in smoke. "I will complete this case, which should take no more two weeks. When I'm done, how about we go on a vacation together?"
Instead of answering, Jack took my cock into his mouth and began sucking with great enthusiasm, which I simply took as a 'yes'. He bobbed his head a few times, taking more of me each time, until he was expertly deepthroating me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, when felt my first cum approaching quickly. Jack was, bar none, the greatest cocksucker I'd ever come across.
He took me all the way down, and when he came up again, he played with my cockhead with his tongue, giving extra attention on my slit.
"Oh, you lovely boy!" I said, and took a large drag on my Divine. "You're about to make your Mistress cum, baby. Would you like that? Would you like her to fill your tummy, and mouth with her tasty cream?"
In way of answer, Jack slowly throated my cock to the balls, and hummed twice. Mmmm Mmmm. That was enough. The vibrations caused by his humming, sent me over the edge, and I came into his throat, as I inhaled a massive drag, closing my eyes as the pleasure overtook me.
I felt Jack swallow, just barely managing to keep up with the torrent of cum that was flowing into him. When my cum blast began to recede, he slowly moved his head upward, his lips still forming a tight seal around my cock. He eventually stopped at my cockhead, and let the rest of the cum flow into his mouth, so that he could savour the taste.
I opened my eyes when I felt his hand on my girl and I watched as he removed her from his mouth, which was full of my pearly white nectar. His eyes had a naughty gleam in them, as he played with the cum with his tongue, before he swallowed it all, with one large gulp.
"Did you like that, sweetie?" I asked, and gently exhaled a deep drag in his face, which he received with a smile. "Was my cum tasty?"
"Oh, yes, Mistress," he gushed. "It was amazing, as always."
I smiled. "Only the best for my darling. Now, take off your clothes, and straddle my lap."
He did as ordered, and he got into the chair, his thighs on either side of mine. We locked eyes. "Kiss me," I whispered.
Jack put his hands on my shoulders and leaned in, while I wrapped my arms around his neck. We came together in a searing kiss, that was full of passion, and love. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, and his met mine, in a feeble attempt to defend its home. As always, it was a foregone conclusion. My stronger, more experienced muscle easily broke his defences, and battered his tongue into submission.
My arms loosened around his neck, and I began sliding my hands up and down his back, as I ravaged his mouth, and he made such lovely whimpering noises. Of course, I knew exactly what he wanted.
I slowly moved my hands down to his butt, and grabbed it. "Raise your butt, my love," I breathed, and he instantly did as I told him.
I slid the fingers of one hand down his crack, and they found the hard plastic end of a butt plug. I smiled. He really was a good, obedient boy, my Jack. You see, I had told him to wear a plug, so that he would always be ready to receive my cock, should the need overtake me.
"Good boy," I said and carefully removed the plug from his ass, and threw it on the floor. He gasped, and whimpered at the loss of the toy.
"Don't worry, darling. You won't be empty for long," I said, and licked his nose.
My hand now grabbed a hold of my cock, and lined it up with Jack's ass. "Sit down, sweetheart," I commanded.
Jack gazed into my eyes, as he slowly lowered himself down. I felt my head come against his ring, and it popped in easily. Jack's mouth opened just a little and a barely audible gasp escaped his lips, when my raging girl penetrated him.
Further and further down Jack went, but his eyes never left mine, even as they glazed over in pleasure when my thick meat began crushing his prostate. Eventually, his sweet cheeks landed on my thighs, and he sighed in satisfaction. I smiled blissfully. Now, all was well with the world; my twelve inches were buried to the hilt in my lover.
Jack trembled slightly, and he eased himself up against me, my large breasts squishing against him. He rested his head on my shoulders, his face buried in the crook of my neck. I loved how intimate we were, at that moment. However, my girl was quite insistent, and I gently began flexing my hips, and Jack moaned.
"That's it, baby," I said. "Feel my cock in you. This is where it belongs."
I grabbed his ass again, and began to guide him slowly up and down my cock, and it felt incredible. I cannot state often enough, how we are such absolutely perfect fit for one another. Jack began moving by himself now, in that same slow rhythm.
He went in for another kiss. I happily obliged him, and we indulged in our gentle lovemaking for a while. Then I felt like being a bit forceful. I waited until he raised himself, and when he began to slide himself down, I slammed my hips up, and we met in the middle with a slap.
"Ungh," Jack went rigid, and groaned when he came with a shudder. A couple of small ropes of cum splattered onto my toned stomach. He seemed to lose all the strength in his legs, and desperately threw his arms around my neck, to keep from falling.
"Mi-Mistress..."
"You didn't like it?" I asked with a grin.
"That's not it," he whispered in a trembling voice.
"Then do it again," I commanded.
"I- I don't think I can, Mistress," he moaned pathetically. "I don't have any strength in my legs."
"Hold on," I said. Using my considerable strength, I lifted him up, almost all the way off my cock. Allowing gravity to do its work, I all but dropped him and slammed my hips up to meet him, with another slap.
I did this a few more times, slap, slap,slap. This was absolutely fantastic, but I wasn't able to enjoy a cigarette while doing this, and that simply wouldn't do. So, the next time when Jack landed on my thighs, I gripped him and stood up.
Jack clasped his arms tighter around my neck, and wrapped his legs around me. Oooh, this was nice. I raised and lowered him a few times on me in this position. Jack's face was buried in the crook of my neck again, and I simply could not get enough of his low moans, and whimpering.
However, as stated before, no session of lovemaking with my darling is complete, without my wonderful cigarettes. For either of us. So I stepped to the side of my laptop, and gently eased Jack onto my desk, but made certain to keep my cock in him.
I was now more thankful than ever, that I had bought one of those electrical desks, and could raise it, so that it was in the perfect position for me to fuck Jack's ass, without bending my knees too much. It also meant I could keep reading those files on my case, while I enjoyed my pet's ass, and an endless stream of cigarettes.
Having adjusted the desk, I took one of Jack's legs, and put it against my shoulder. His other leg hung off the desk. I reached for my Divines, and lit one up, exhaling the monstrous drag onto Jack, who was staring at me with rampant lust. My heart soared. How he delighted in watching me indulge in my cigarettes.
My hips began working, moving my girl in his ass, and his eyes glazed over again. "Mistress, I..."
"Ssssh," I shushed him. I took a sweet double drag, and gave him the creamy smoke. "Just lie back, and let your Mistress take care of you, darling."
Setting a slow, gentle rhythm, I put the cigarette into my lips, and let it dangle while I opened a file. I took a deep drag, which I exhaled through my nose, and stole a look at Jack. His head was leaning back, and he simply lay on top of the desk, taking my cock like a good boy.
Satisfied with how things were going at present, I focused on the document I was reading, and discovered this was going to be easy as pie. It might not even go in front of the judge. I was extremely happy to see that. I took a last drag on my cig, and crushed it out, before lighting another one.
"How are you doing, love?" I asked Jack, and looked over at him. He didn't answer. I pulled almost all the way out, slammed my hips forward and exhaled a large cloud of smoke towards his face.
"Answer me!" I hissed, and slammed my hips into him again and did a flurry of rapid thrusts into his ass.
"Amazing, Mist- oooh!" he wailed, and came. His cum shot out of his cock, and landed on his stomach.
"That's right," I said, and smiled a satisfied smile. "We are amazing, aren't we, Jack?" I asked, and bathed him in a thick cloud of smoke.
"Yes, Mistress," he panted, as he recovered from his orgasm.
I closed the document I'd been reading, opened the next one, and scanned it. This was pointless. I had already seen enough in that first document to tell me everything I needed to know. This was an open and shut case, as they said on TV. If all went according to plan, my submissive and I could be on our way south, before the end of the week.
"Baby?" I said, and took a drag.
"Yes?" Jack panted.
"About that vacation I mentioned earlier. Are you interested?" I asked him, and exhaled the drag onto him.
"Yes," he answered in a strained voice. "I would go anywhere with you, Ellie. I love you so much, I cannot imagine being apart from you."
I felt my heart skip a beat, and I shivered in delight. "Oh, my sweet, darling Jack," I gushed. "I love you, too. More than I ever thought possible," I told him, and leaned down to give him a steaming hot kiss.
I straightened, and sped up my thrusts, a little bit. "There's an island in the bay of Faxe, and on it is a village called Ragnar's rest. You know it?" I asked my darling, and reached for another cigarette.
Jack nodded, and I felt his ass tighten, as he came, once again. There were only a few small drops, this time. I was about to dry him up. Good. I loved emptying him, so that I could fill him to the brim, with my own cum.
"Aaaah, yes! Yes!" he groaned.
I lit the cigarette, and rewarded him for cumming, with a nice facefull of smoke. "Of course you do, baby," I said, and slowed my hips down, again.
I pulled my cock out, until only the head remained inside, and very slowly pushed back in, with a smooth thrust. It took a long time, but I absolutely adored how my sweetie writhed on the desk, as I slowly long dicked him. We had tried a lot of stuff, in the month we'd been together, but our mutual favourite was when I'd use every inch of my cock, and slowly stroked his insides.
I took a double drag, and exhaled the smoke down, where we were joined together, and I loved how hazy it became. God, I love smoking when I'm fucking my Jack. I closed all the folders on the laptop, and opened the video call app, and let the mouse hover over the name of my friend Sherri.
"Sherri has a summerhouse down there. I'm certain she'll lend it to us, if we ask nicely," I said in a sweet voice, and turned the laptop towards our bodies. "I'm going to call her. You don't mind if she watches, do you?"
"If it pleases you, Mistress," Jack whispered, and clenched his fists a few times, as he tried to stave off an impending orgasm.
"Good boy," I said gleefully. I took a drag, and bent down to kiss him while the smoke drifted out of me.
I looked at the clock, and saw it was seven thirty. Knowing Sherri would be home by now, I hit the call button. It rang a few times, before she answered.
"Hey, you!" she said, though she wasn't in picture. "Been a while since we spoke," she continued.
"Yeah," I answered, and my hips began moving faster, which caused Jack to moan needfully.
The sensitive microphone of my top end laptop caught the moan, and Sherri obviously heard it, because she appeared on the screen, in just a towel.
"What was..." She stared. Then she laughed. "You're having sex right now, Ellie?"
"I do little else of late, baby," I said, and slammed my hips against Jack's ass, making him cum. I was very gratified to see no cum come out. I sped up my thrusts a little more.
"Oh, he came, did he?" Sherri asked, and carried her own laptop to the sofa, where she put it down onto the coffee table. She shed the towel, and sat down, once she had lit herself a Divine.
I watched it all happen, and my arousal increased quite a bit. Sherri is incredibly beautiful. She's not quite as tall as me, but her hips are wider, and her ass and boobs are bigger. My cock has hers beaten, though, being an inch longer, and about an inch thicker.
Her skin has an amazing olive complexion, and her black hair is always so shiny, and perfect. Her slightly pouty lips are perfect for kissing, and I can stare into her dark eyes all day, and not become bored.
I know I'm waxing lyrical about her, but the truth is, Sherri and I are very much in love with one another. You see, ever since we met, we've been almost inseparable. I'll be eternally grateful to her, for introducing me to my Divines, and for being a friend, when I needed one.
She has told me, that I am the biggest reason why she was able to accept herself, and learn to love her cock, as much as I love mine. We experimented a lot when we were younger, and there were whole days, where we did nothing but kiss, and explore each other's body. That included stroking each other off.
I mentioned last time, that I'd only taken a cock in me once. That cock belongs to Sherri. We meant to begin a relationship, when we were eighteen, and we decided to try having actual penetrating sex. We did the research, and prepared each other properly. And when Sherri finally put her cock in me, I simply could not go on, after a couple of thrusts.
It didn't hurt, and a part of me was actually happy that I was sharing this experience with Sherri, but I just couldn't reconcile myself with having a cock in my ass. There was just something that told me, that this wasn't the way it was supposed to be.
Sherri was slightly hurt, but still asked me to try it with her. I did, and it turned out, that she felt the exact same way. The thought of cocksucking was simply very off putting for us, so that was as far as it went. Knowing we would never be truly happy in a relationship, where we could not use our cocks, we decided that until we found some guy we were both interested in, any relationship would have to wait.
"Yes, he did, Sherri," I said huskily. "Jack, darling? Look at the screen. Sherri wants to say hi."
Jack turned his head, and Sherry waved. "Hi, beautiful," she said, and spread her legs, to reveal her semi hard cock.
Her left hand raised her cigarette to her lips for a huge drag, while her right slowly slid down her toned stomach, and raked through her black forest, before hefting her meat in her hand. She exhaled her monster drag onto her cock, then began stroking it slowly, lovingly.
Jack's eyes were wide as saucers as he watched Sherri bring her girl to all of her eleven inch glory. His cock twitched, but there was no pre to squirt out. Sherri took a drag of her Divine, and exhaled the lovely smoke into the camera, and everything went completely white for a moment.
When the smoke had cleared, Sherri was leaning against the sofa again, and was working her girl with more insistent strokes. "He's absolutely dreamy, Ellie," she moaned, and she inhaled a drag.
"Isn't he, though," I agreed, and bathed my sweetheart in my last drag. I immediately reached for another cigarette.
I stole a glance at the screen, and saw Sherri was fisting her cock furiously, clearly not willing to wait for her orgasm. I huffed. Impatient bitch. Still, I worked myself into a frenzy. Slap, slap, slap. My hips crashed into Jack again, and again, and I could tell my orgasm was coming.
"Yeah, girl!" I head Sherri shout. "Work that ass. Give him all you got, babe!"
I began dragging on the cigarette, and I swear, I must have done half of it, with that one drag. I slammed myself into Jack with such force, that I can't believe the desk didn't collapse. I inhaled the mammoth drag, and finally came into my darling, after more than an hour of fucking.
I felt Jack cum, and saw stars, as my own orgasm took proper hold of me, but somehow noted Sherri's loud grunt, when she came with us. My orgasm lasted for a while, and when I was done, Jack looked like he was five months pregnant.
I exhaled onto Jack, before I crushed out my cigarette. I turned the laptop, picked up Jack, and carefully sat down in the chair, holding him flush to me, my cock still in his ass. I put his head against my shoulder.
"I love you, sweetie," I mumbled into his ear. He didn't respond, and no wonder. "Sleep, darling," I cooed. "I'll wake you up, when it's time to go home."
I looked at the laptop, when I heard someone curse. "Damn it, Ellie! I'm going to have to take another shower," Sherri grumbled, as she took a last drag on her Divine.
I chuckled low in my throat, as I took in her appearance. She was covered in cum. Her front was all covered, and even her hair was a pearly white mess.
"You seemed to enjoy it, love," I said and stroked Jack's back up and down, a few times.
Sherri sighed happily. "I did. I haven't cum like that in a while. It's no wonder. I've not been getting any, lately. Why did you call? I'm assuming it wasn't to put on a show," Sherri asked, and lit another cig, which prompted my to do the same.
"I was wondering," I began, once I'd taken a nice double drag. "If Jack and I could stay at your summer house, down in Ragnar's rest?" The smoke came billowing out with my words.
Sherri arched an eyebrow. "Ellie, you don't need to ask. You have a key."
I nodded. "I know. I just figured it was polite."
I saw a naughty gleam form in Sherri's eyes, and knowing her as I did, there was no doubt in my mind what she was going to say.
"Well, since you went ahead and asked, I suppose it gives me a chance to name the rent." She pretended to think about it, and took a drag. "You can stay as long as you like... if I can come, too."
I smiled at her. I knew it! I was reminded of a conversation I'd had with my friend, the day after I met Jack, and told her of him. She had asked me if I was willing to share, and I'd told her, 'not yet'. I also remembered how I'd thought to myself, that it would be wonderful to have a nice, long spit roast with her.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, my love," I said, my eyes misting over. "I think Jack might be the one, actually."
Sherri stared at me, while dragging on her cigarette. "Really?" she asked, and exhaled slowly.
"I do," I told her, and ran a hand up his back, and through his brown hair.
Sherri was quiet for a while, and smoked her cigarette, while I did the same. Eventually, she whispered. "We've been waiting for so long, Ellie. There have been false hopes, before. Are you sure?"
I nodded. "I am. He's completely submissive, and you saw how much he loves it when I fuck him, and how he adores being smoked while it's happening. And I know your personalities. You will play very well off one another."
Sherri crushed out her cigarette, and reached for another one. "You think he can take it?" she asked, when she'd exhaled.
I exhaled a cone of smoke into the air, myself. "Darling, I've been fucking him almost non stop for a month. What you witnessed now, was our third session today. Well, fourth, to be honest. He sucked me off, to wake me up."
"Huh?" Sherri asked, crestfallen.
"Yes!" I exclaimed giddily. "I took him before I went to work, and he rode me for lunch, at my little office down in the Kitchen. And now this last bout. It's amazing, Sherri! I'm also indulging in my Divines more than I ever have, and I've never felt better. More satisfied."
"When were you thinking about going?" Sherri asked.
"Well, I'll be free after Friday, at the latest. You?"
Sherri smiled. "It just so happens, that I'm done with my latest client. I'll tell my staff I'm going for a vacation. How long?"
I shrugged. "I haven't decided, but I have a feeling, since Jack's going to have two horny girls to take care off, that it's going to be a while."
"Oh, yes," Sherri said, at once. "We're going to be busy!" and giggled like a little girl.
Then, her face went completely serious. "You've told Joe?"
My head had been filling with a series of naughty scenarios, but hearing that, brought me down to earth again. She was right. I needed to talk to Joe. I knew my relationship with his grandson might destroy my friendship with my other best friend, but I was just so madly in love with Jack.
"You're right," I said, and drew deeply on the cigarette. "I'll go and talk to him, tomorrow."
Sherri smiled gently. "It'll be fine, sweetie. He might be a bit miffed for a while, but he'll come around. He loves you like you're his own."
I took a deep breath. "I hope you're right."
"And when you're done with that, I want you and Jack to come for dinner. I want to meet him properly, before we head south."
"Yes, we'll be there." I had a sudden, wicked thought. "There's something I just thought of, that I think we'd all enjoy. Do you mind playing along?" I exhaled a drag.
She raised a brow. "Sure. What do you have in mind?"
000000
I was on my lunch break. I quit the cab, and made my way over to Joe's, my gate purposeful. I put my phone back into my purse, having just told Jack I would not be needing him, before the evening. He'd sent me a crying emoji, and I could certainly relate. My girl was practically screaming at me, for being stupid enough to say no to him, when he'd offered his ass to us.
I sighed. This was not going to be easy. I subconsciously pulled my grey fur coat tighter around me, and wondered how the conversation would go, which was pointless, of course. I opened the door, and was immediately greeted by Joe, who was carrying a fresh container of beer, behind the counter.
"Ellie, lass!" he called happily, and put the keg down. "Good to see you! What brings you here, so early in the day?"
I smiled at him, though I knew it looked forced. "I need to talk to you, Joe. It's about Jack."
Joe went completely serious at that. "What is it?" He began. "He's not in some trouble, is he?"
I raised my hand. "No, nothing like that. Look, could we talk in my booth?"
"Go on, Joe," Mack called from the kitchen. "I'll set up the keg."
Joe nodded, and wiped his hands on his rag, and slung it over his shoulder. We made our way to my booth. I took of my coat, and draped over the back of my seat, and sat down. When I'd been quiet for a while, Joe prodded me on.
"Ellie, what's going on?" he asked, his eyes full of concern. God, I felt like such an awful person.
"Does Jack look happy, to you?" I asked, not knowing how to start.
Joe frowned. "Sure, he does. Very much, I'd say." He grinned. "Seems he just needed a proper mother figure, in his life."
I wept on the inside. Damn it, Joe. Why did you have to go, and say that. Oh, this was only getting more difficult. I took a deep breath.
"Well, we've certainly gotten extremely close, in the month you were away," I said.
"I could tell," the old man said with a smile. "I think our arrangement has been very good for him."
I sat in silence for a while. I stood up, and began pacing, as if I was pacing in front of the Grand Jury, which I hadn't done for a long time. Most of my cases nowadays were usually settled out of court.
"Joe, I need to tell you the truth. When I first met Jack, that night when you introduced us, I thought he was the most beautiful person I'd ever seen. I still think that. I was instantly smitten with him."
"What?" Joe began, but I stopped him with a raised hand. I was getting into my element.
"We spent all that time talking, and I was more and more impressed with him, and I could tell he was more than a little interested in me. I decided that night, that I was going to try and bring him into my bed, as soon as I was ready. And I did."
Joe's eyes were stormy. "You did what?"
I faced my friend squarely. "Jack and I are lovers, Joe. And we have been, for over a month."
Joe stared at me for a moment, before he stood up. "He's an eighteen year old kid!" he shouted.
I shrugged. Now that he knew the truth, I could deal with anything he threw at me. "He's mature for his age."
"Did you suggest him moving in with you, just so that you could bring him into your bed?" he asked incredulously.
I nodded. "That was one part of it, yes. But mostly, I did it because it would have been a mess if you two had lived together in that tiny apartment. Besides, how about Julie. You two were just starting to get serious. He would have been in the way."
That threw him. "Th-that's..."
I walked over to him, grabbed his hand, and had him sit down, and I did the same. "Joe, we're madly in love with one another, and nothing you say will change that."
I looked at my friend, who was struggling with his temper. "We're just so incredibly compatible, Joe. We like most of the same things, and we're equals when it comes to the mind. Because of that, we can engage each other on a level which is not easy to find in others."
"But you're so much older than him, Ellie," Joe said, his voice strained.
I nodded. "I am. Love doesn't ask about age, though, does it?"
Joe sighed. "No, it does not."
Joe was silent for a long time, before he managed to continue. "And he doesn't mind your... extras?"
I smiled a brilliant smile. He was starting to come around, even if it was just a little bit. "He doesn't. He's free of anything resembling prejudice. It's one of the things I find most attractive about him."
"So, what now?" he asked.
"We're going on vacation."
"What? Again? This past month wasn't enough, to... get to know one another?"
I grinned, loving how uncomfortable he was, when talking about anything related to sex. "Not even close. If anything, the fire's burning hotter than ever before. I've no idea how long we'll be."
I checked my watch. It was time to get back. I put my coat back on, and grabbed the doorknob. "But look at the bright side! It gives you time to focus on Julie."
I opened the door, when Joe cleared his throat. "Where are you going?"
"Ragnar's rest," I said with a smile.
Joe nodded, but then his eyes widened. "Is your friend going to be there?"
I just smiled, and began walking to the exit.
"Ellie! Answer me! Is that teasing..."
"Bye, Joe!" I called back, and left with a smile.
000000
Jack was standing by the window, keeping an eye on the cab, while I lounged on the sofa, smoking a freshly lit Divine. I was in such a good mood. Truth be told, telling Joe about us had been hanging over me like a cloud, and having told my friend the secret was incredibly liberating. But my sweetie was looking a bit troubled.
I got up, and made my way over to Jack. I grabbed his shoulder, turned him around, and kissed him with a passion.
"What's eating you, love?" I asked softly, and slowly exhaled a deep drag into his face. I saw him relax, but there was still something bothering him.
Jack avoided my eyes, and looked guilty. "It's nothing."
I grabbed his chin with my hand, and turned his face, towards me. "Remember what I said about honesty, darling."
He took a breath. "I can't stop thinking about your friend, Sherri."
I stared for a moment, before I laughed in his face. I was so happy, I could explode. He looked nonplussed. I had hoped to plant a seed in his mind, when I had decided to allow Sherri to watch us, knowing she would take her girl in hand. It had clearly taken hold. Could this day get any better?
"Oh, I know, darling," I said. "I don't blame you. She's gorgeous, and her cock is just so tasty looking, isn't it?"
Before we got any further, the cab arrived. "Go down and keep him company, sweetheart," I said, and triple pumped my cigarette to finish it. "I'll be right out."
I watched him make his way out, my eyes lingering on his glorious ass, as it swayed in his skinny jeans. I bit my lower lip in arousal. Sherri was going to go insane! I did a last check in the mirror, happy with my look: a sleeveless turtleneck, and fairly short skirt.
A while later, Jack and I were on our way up to Sherri's penthouse. She's even wealthier than I am, and owns a large penthouse, down town. The elevator finally ascended all the way, and opened with a ping. We quit the elevator, and Jack looked around.
It's one big space. No rooms, except a washing room/bathroom. When you enter the apartment, you are greeted with a nice view of the city skyline, right across from the front door. The kitchen area is to your right, and the lounge, as she calls it, is to the left. And at the end of the lounge, there are stairs that lead to a loft with glass walls, where Sherri's bedroom is.
"Hey!" Sherri called from the stove. She stirred the pan, then made her way over. She was wearing a short kimono, that hugged her curves in all the right places, and a pair of four inch heels. She embraced me, and put her arms around my neck, while I grabbed her waist. We hugged for a while, before we eased apart. We leaned in to kiss, our tongues lightly grazing against each other. Not too much, though. Didn't want to make Jack too excited. Yet.
We broke apart, and I turned to look at Jack, who was staring at us, open mouthed. Sherri, and I shared an amused glance. He was just so precious! I went to hang up my coat, and leaned against the wall, watching Sherri approach my sweet darling.
She extended her hand. "Hello, Jack. I'm Sherri Ortega."
Jack blushed, but managed to look in her eyes, and shake her hand. "Hi."
Sherri held his gaze, and the look in her eyes became predatory. She bit her lower lip, and allowed her eyes to feast on my sweetie without a care in the world. It all made Jack look like a doe in the headlights. She finally let go of his hand.
"Why don't you two lovebirds make yourselves at home in the lounge, and relax a while. Dinner won't be ready for a bit. I opened a bottle of a nice wine. It's on the coffee table," Sherri said, and went back to the kitchen.
Jack and I made our way to the lounge, which is a nice blend of ultra modern, and cozy feel. For example, her fireplace, looks like some kind of space ship, and her coffee table, is one with a single, U shaped foot, and a glass top. However, there is an old leather sofa, a similar love seat, and two matching chairs surrounding it. They're all extremely comfortable.
"So, how do you like the place?" I asked Jack, once we'd made ourselves comfortable.
He shot me a reserved smile. "It's OK, I guess. A little too bare, for my tastes. Too few books, and I've never understood paintings like these," he said, and pointed to a nearby painting. "It looks like someone dropped a can of paint onto the canvas, and let it dry."
He was starting to relax. Good. I let out a loud bark of laughter, and nodded. "That's probably what happened. Can you picture what the snobs would say?" I asked, put my hand on his thigh, began stroking it softly up and down. Nothing overtly sexual, just a bit of nice touching.
He scoffed, and twirled an imaginary moustache. "Ah! Oui, oui! Ziz iz a great example of early thirties canfellover style! Incroyable!"
I leaned my head back, and roared with laughter. I loved how silly he could be, when he was in the mood for it.
"What's so funny?" Sherri called from the kitchen.
"Jack's just telling me how much he likes the 'splash' painting," I told Sherri, once I'd recovered.
"That's... I don't even know what to call that thing," Sherri said, annoyed. "It's a train wreck. My interior decorator insisted on it."
I noticed a pack of Divines, and a lighteron the table. Jack had obviously noticed them, as well, because he had already extracted one from the pack, and offered it to me. I accepted it gratefully, and touched it to the flame, and pulled the smoke deeply into my lungs.
"Thank you, baby," I said, and gave him a kiss on the cheek, before I slowly exhaled a thick cloud into the air. Mmmm, it felt amazing.
It was then, that I heard the unmistakeable sound of Gerry Mulligan's saxophone, echo out of the speakers of the entertainment system. Damn it, Sherri. I'd just lit up, and now you were playing jazz? She knew very well, just what those two things combined, did to me. Oh, well. We'd see how things went.
I had just finished the cigarette, when Sherri announced dinner was ready. Fried chicken breast, with butter fried rice and vegetable mix. It would no doubt be a fantastic meal, because my Sherri's an amazing cook.
"This is amazing!" Jack said, and beamed at Sherri, who simply smiled.
"I know, sweetness. I do make good food," she said, and put a hand on his arm, squeezing it lightly. "Better than my friend over there, at least," she continued, and nodded at me. "You do all the cooking, right?"
"Hey!" I said with a pout.
Jack snorted. "As if I'd ever let her near the stove. She'd burn down the house."
Sherri leaned back her head, and her lovely, velvety laughter echoed around the apartment. She glanced at me, her eyes shiny with mirth and well hidden arousal. She was loving this, and telling jokes at my expense wasn't exactly something she hated.
I arched an eyebrow Jack's way, and he grinned at me. The little shit! I smiled evilly on the inside. He was going to receive a spanking one of these days, and in front of his new friend, too.
"Oh, come on, babe!" Sherri exclaimed. "You know it's true. Besides, you hate cooking."
"Oh, alright, you two. You've had your fun. Can we please finish this meal?"
The pair of them shared a laugh. I noticed Sherri's hand was still on Jack's arm, and he didn't mind at all. Good. Things were progressing, even if this comedy routine of theirs had been unexpected. We finished the meal soon after and Jack, the good boy that he was, began cleaning up.
"Ellie, why don't you retire to the lounge, while Jack and I clean up, since he's so eager to help," Sherri suggested.
I grinned. She was ogling his ass with such hunger, and I just knew she was having a problem remaining in control of her girl.
"Sure."