EroticReverie

Curtis

As I stand outside with  James waiting for the women to pull up to the curb out of Briggs he goes on and on about how I need to let loose, need to give up on my marriage with Miranda, or at least "have a little fun" with Janelle. 

"She clearly wants you, I know you two were seconds away from fucking like two little rabbits before I walked in earlier." he says and I just shake my head. 

He was right. We were, I wasnt sure what I would have done, had he not barged in ruining the hottest fucking moment I've had with a woman in years. 

James and I are both wearing suits still. Although I changed from the one I had on earlier. Miranda didn't even question it as I told her I was going to dinner with colleagues and probably out for drinks after. I felt guilty as I stood there waiting for my hot secretary to show up. Going on a fucking date while married. Who was I? What the hell was I doing? 

I smile when the girls pull up, noticing Janelle's blonde hair in the passenger side , she peeks out the window, lifting her hand with a little wave and a smile as the men working valet open the doors on either side of the car. 

I walk over as Axel pulls out purse, pulling out a twenty I pay the parking fee, and Axel gives a little smile. 

"Thanks." she says, her wild red hair pulled up and pulled back into pony tail that goes down her back. She's wearing an emerald colored satin dress, that honestly, looks hot as hell on her and I realize I'm going to have to babysit James from harrassing the poor girl all night. 

"Nice to finally meet you" I tell her as I hold out my arm for her and help her around the car in her heels and onto the curb where James is already talking to Janelle. When I finally get to lay my eye on Janelle, all I want to do is have the valet driver bring my car back so I can throw her in the backseat and fog up the fucking windows while she rides me in that fucking dress. She had a satin dress on, just like her friend did. Except Janelle's was longer, except where the modesty was in the length, was lost at the backless part of the dress. 

I don't even pay attention to James as he makes a colorful remark to Axel , my eyes on Janelle as she bites her lower lip and I walk over, leaning in and give her a kiss on the cheek, which she returns. 

"You look beautiful." I tell her as I pull back and look down and the baby blue satin dress, and the way the fabric clings to her breasts and torso, the rest of the dress flowing down, blowing against her legs with the breeze. 

"Let's get you inside." I say, noticing the goosebumps on her skin, as well as the points of her nipples pressed against the satin. God she looked fucking amazing. Her hair was down and wavier than normal, so she must have curled it or something, and I placed my hand on the small of her back to guide her inside, but also so I could touch her skin. 

Her cheeks flush as she looks at me, walking by my side. 

I can hear Axel keeping up with James and his remarks, but I'm not even paying attention to a word being said, because I can't fucking take my eyes off of Janelle as the host brings us to our table in the back. 

The restaurant was packed towards the front, and in the back where you had to pay to reserve just the table, was spaced out more, more intimate for a price. 

We were sat at a large circular booth in the car back corner, where the lights were dimmed further, candles floating in tall slim flower vases filled with water decorated the center of the table as James let Axel slide into the booth first.

"I prefer the outside , incase I need to make a run for it." she says to him and I smile as Janelle giggles at her friends comment as I let her slide into the booth before me. 

"As you wish duchess" he says and slides in first. I catch the little satisfied smirk on Axel's face as she sits down after him, rolling her eyes at him, narrowing them as she watches him lift his arm, lean back in the booth, and rest it behind her. 

"Relax doll" he tells her. "I'll only touch ya when you ask me to." he says.

"Which will be never." she tells him. 

James gives her a cocky grin. 

"We'll see about that duchess." he says, and I cock my brow, wondering how he's already given her a pet name. 

I look to Janelle and smile. 

"I'm glad you came." I say, suddenly fucking nervous, even though I was watching her play with herself in my fucking office this afternoon. 

"Of course." she says with a smile and then scoots back a little closer. 

"Wont be the only time she comes tonight, amiright?" James says across the table making me close my eyes and shake my head. 

"Forgive him." I mutter without even looking at James, until I hear and "ow" and look up and see him reaching under the table, reazliing Axel must have kicked him and I laugh. 

"It's amazing that they let actual dogs eat here." Axel says to him. 

"You're so mean to me duchess" he says , and lifts his arm back up and over the booth as he leans over. 

"I like it." he whispers to her and she flutters her lashes. 

I look back to Janelle, seeming amused as I am by the interaction of James and Axel. 

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After we order drinks, and then our dinners, we sit, sipping on our drinks, as I ask Axel about her job, and I don't miss the way James actually pays attention to what she says. Or the way his lips twitch at the sides when she smiles while talking. Interesting. Very, interesting. 

The girls are laughing, telling a story about their crazy neighbor when I raise my arm behind  Janelle as well, and I dont realize I've even done it until she turns and smiles and looks over her shoulder, and doesnt hesitate to lean back, reach over her other shoulder and pull my hand onto her shoulder. 

My dick reacts immediately, jesus I was pathetic. Hard over her making me touch her shoulder? 

"Dont even think about it" I hear Axel snap, looking up as she brushes James's hand off her shoulder and he sucks his teeth in disappointment and Janelle and I both laugh as Axel leans into the table, placing her elbows on the table as she keeps talking to me and Janelle. 

I absent mindly rub my thumb on Janelle's shoulder, tracing the strap of her dress, tracing small circles. Watching her mouth move as she talks, wanting to sink my teeth into that pouty little lip of hers, and I just watch her in awe of how fucking gorgeous she is. She was the hottest woman I'd ever seen, hands down, and I felt like a fucking bastard for being so taken by her while still married. But she excited me, being around her like this felt good, it felt right. I gently pull her at the shoulder, and she moves closer, placing a hand on my thigh as she talks. Not moving it, not being suggestive, but just placing her fucking hand on my leg casually. As if we did this all the time. 

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The waiters bring the good, setting down the dishes, the portions small, but the food so damn good. Each of the women moan in appreciaton taking their first bites. 

"Let me get a bite." James says of Axel's food and I just laugh as Axel scrunches her nose. 

"No." she says and forks the piece of chicken she ordered into her mouth. Licking the marasal sauce from her lips. 

"mmmm, soooo good" she teases him and his eyes focus on her lips as she toys with him. 

"woman." he growls and I laugh, Janelle giggles. 

I watch as Axel obscenely licks her fork, taunting him, and it's fucking enjoyable watching her tease him, watching a female finally not throw themselves at him, but torture him a bit. 

"Is he a glutton for punishment?" Janelle whispers.

I laugh. "Clearly." 

We watch at the fork licking continues and James opens his mouth leaning in as he's completely fucking ready to maul her mouth with his own. 

Before he can bring his mouth to hers she turns her head abruptly and leans her head towards him pushing his advance away. 

"You're such a little bitch duchess" he growls. 

My brows pop but she grins and Janelle laughs. James grumbles and sits back against the booth. 

"Is she gonna sleep with him?" I whisper to Janelle as we watch them. 

"Honestly...I don't know. I would say no. but there's tension right?" She whispers as we both watch them eye each other, daggers coming from both of them as she forks another bite into her mouth. 

"Definitely tension." I whisper and she slips her hand back onto my leg and I look down, then at her. 

"Do you think he wants to sleep with her?" she asks, her fingers digging into my leg just slightly through my pants. And I knew she wasnt asking about him really. It was clear James wanted to fuck her friend. He wanted to fuck every female. She was asking something else. 

"He does." I say and she licks her lips. 

"Will he though?" she asks, her hand gliding slightly up my leg, those fingers pushing down, curling around my inner thigh. I inhale. 

"I think....he will." I say and she bites her lip, her eyes on my mouth. 

"Let's get out of here." she whispers and I reach for her hand, before she can move it over my dick. 

"We have barely eaten." I say.

She shakes her head slightly. 

"I'm not hungry for food Mister Cash" she whispers. 

I swallow. 

"Get up you little minx...let's go have a drink at the bar." I hear James say as me and Janelle eye fuck one another. 

"I'm not going to the bar with-"

"Yes you are, get the hell up duchess, skidaddle" he says, pushing himself against her as she sighs. 

"fine" she groans as she lets James escort her from the table, and I turn, towards Janelle. 

"I can't stop thinking about your office" she says quietly. 

My jaw clenches. "Me either." I admit as I place her hand back where it was and she looks down. I look down too, watching her hand rub the inner part of my thigh, the side of her hand barely brushing against my dick through my pants, then her hand slips over the bulge and she pushes her hand into , rubbing against it. 

"Fuck" I mutter and look up at her , and groan as she grips it through my pants. 

"You're so hard" she whispers and leans in , her eyes lowering to my mouth. 

"Janelle" I groan as she bites her lip, moaning softly as she touches me, her hand sliding over my dick again and again. 

"I want to make you cum right here" she whispers, turning and switching hands, reaching over and her hand goes for my zipper and I groan. 

I should not be doing this, should not be letting a woman jerk me off in the back of Briggs, especially considering she wasnt my fucking wife. 

Before I can stop her, not that I planned on it, she has my cock pulled out of my pants and her hand is stroking me. Bare. Her hand. Is on my fucking cock and I look down, to see her manicured nails, her pretty fucking fingers wrapped around my cock and jerking me off. 

"Fuck." I mutter, turning my head back to her and she grins. 

"You have the best cock I've ever seen....it's so fucking nice...it's perfect" she says and lifts her hand from my cock and groan thinking she's going to stop, but she licks her hand and looks around as she lets her saliva drip onto her palm .

"Jesus christ" I groan as she wraps her wet hand around my cock and my head goes back. 

"oh fuck" I breathe quietly, closing my eyes, feeling her nose nudge my neck and she kisses my neck. 

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" she asks and I groan almost too loudly and then turn my head and look at her. 

"Yes" I answer through a clenched jaw and she moans. 

"You have to kiss me if you want to cum in my mouth" she says, her hand pumping my fucking cock like I was doing it myself, her hand seeming to know just how I fucking wanted it, how hard, how fast, the length of her strokes perfect, keeping her focus on the top half of my dick, her thumb moving over the head. 

I reach my hand up and over, grabbing her face and kissing her eagerly. My lips pushing hard to hers as she moans against my mouth, and then I part my lips and part hers next with my tongue as she moans a bit louder into my mouth. 

"Curtis" she moans my name as her hand is moving quickly, making me ready. But I wasnt done kissing her. I needed more of her, more of that tongue in my mouth, more of those pouty lips against mine.  I decided I  really, really, fucking liked kissing Janelle. She was passionate, she was soft, yet demanding with her mouth, and she kissed like she meant it. Like she was suffocating and kissing me was the air she needed to survive. 

"Tell me when you're gonna cum, then use my mouth" she moans and I groan at her words. 

"You don't have to" I tell her. 

She moans. "I want to, god, I want to so bad" she says and I slide my hand up into her hair. 

"Now then....now" I say and I lean back, letting my seceratary lean down , put her fucking head in my lap as I fist her hair, feeling her warm wet mouth wrap around my dick in the back of a restaurant. 

"Holy fuck" I groan as I feel her around my cock, her mouth sucking, moving up and down and I hold myself off now. Wanting more, so fucking selfish for it. 

"God damn" I grunt. Looking around, but in the corner nobody could really see us from the angle we were at and I look back down at the mess of blonde hair in my lap as she takes my cock deeper and starts to choke lightly.

"God, that's it" I groan to her. "fuck yes" 

"Oh my god that's fucking good, that's so fucking good" I tell her quietly, whispering to her as I sweep her hair up and hold it as she keeps sucking me off. 

"Fuck, your mouth is fantastic" I groan. 

I almost want to laugh, that's how fucking good it feels. I wanted her mouth on me everywhere at all times, kissing me, sucking me. Fuck her lips felt like heaven. 

"I'm gonna cum" I warn her. 

"mmhm" she moans around my cock. 

I realize as my cum shoots into her mouth, down her throat, that my marriage was over. This was it. I was now at the mercy of my fucking secretary with her magic mouth. This was it. I'd found the woman of my fucking dreams, and she currently was sucking me dry as the last of my cum came from my cock against her tongue. 

I groan as I gently pull her from my lap and she sits up, smirking as she licks her lips and looks around, swiping her thumb over the corners of her mouth as I shove my dick back in my pants with a slight laugh and groan. 

"Did that just happen?" I ask and she smiles laughing a little and nods. 

"yeah." she says and blushes, and bites her lip. 

"sorry, I get carried away" she says. Her tongue skimming between her teeth as she looks in my lap as I zip up. 

"We should definitely...go somewhere." she says. 

I nod. "yes, we should."