“Take care Courtney,” Courtney’s boss, Adrian, said as he dragged his suitcase through the door
“I will. Have a safe flight,” she waved, ushering him out the door.
Adrian left in hurry. Courtney knew he was late for his flight, she knew he might even miss it. But that was a small chance and that small chance wasn’t going to stop her from calling her boyfriend seconds after her boss left, inviting him to come over and spend the night with her.
Courtney didn’t really care. Sure there were rules; the number one being not to invite anyone over while she was house-sitting. But Courtney was a rule breaker and for the first time in her life, her boss wouldn’t be around to tell her what to do.
Courtney skipped over to the kitchen, opening the fridge to see what there was she could wolf down before her boyfriend came over. Food wasn’t a part of the house-sitting package but Adrian wasn’t paying her enough anyway. Plus, she would eat the perishable food items first.
Courtney danced around the home as she ate the apple, her mid-length skirt fluttering around her. It was big, too big for a single guy like Adrian but if Courtney had the money she too would buy a large house like this, no matter how too big it would be for her tiny self.
It was exhilarating; the thought of what she could do with her boyfriend in this big house. There were so many places they could fuck, but so little time. Courtney laughed, her voice bouncing off the walls of the spacious room and back to her, reinforcing her idea of freedom and lighting a new kind of fire under her skin.
Just then the doorbell rang and Courtney knew that insatiable feeling would soon be quenched. She threw the apple to the ground, figuring she could take it up later; there was no one to tell her otherwise.
She jogged to the door, excitement bubbling in her chest as she threw the door open and jumped into her boyfriend’s arms. He spun her around, hugging her tight under his pale strong arms and kissed her neck as he took her inside.
Her boyfriend, Keith, knew her all too well. He knew how insatiable she was, especially after they hadn’t seen each other in so long. Courtney hadn’t seen Keith in three weeks and her excitement was already starting to show.
She fell from his arms, quickly removing his jacket while he kicked off his shoes and pants. They hurried over to the couch, Courtney leading him through the large home.
Keith looked around in amazement at the size of it all, but Courtney had long since shown her appreciation for the building. The only thing she wanted now was to feel Keith inside of her. The idea of Adrian coming back was lost in her mind. As far as she knew this house was hers for the next two weeks.
She threw Keith on the couch, the boy bouncing on the soft material. He rubbed his palm over the white material, impressed by the quality. He was soon reminded of how little that
mattered when Courtney straddled him. Her shirt and underwear were already off, leaving her in only her white skirt. She could feel the press of his cock on her pussy but they weren’t there yet.
Keith hiked her skirt up, rubbing his hands across her ass up to her back. His hands tickled Courtney’s skin forcing a giggle out of her before she got a chance to press her lips against his. Keith did the honours; pulling Courtney down by the neck to force his tongue past her lips. His mouth was wild against hers; kissing into her mouth and biting her lips like he
wanted her to bleed.
They were never ones to fuck slowly, so it didn’t surprise Courtney when Keith pulled her head back to kiss down her neck and breast, biting and sucking until her skin turned red from the burn.
Courtney’s stomach was in a knot with want. It almost hurt how badly she wanted to feel Keith’s cock inside of her but the timing was never right. Keith's hands were heavy on her ass, pulling and tugging on her skin as he expressed his desire to feel her.
Her hands were on his cock ready to have him when the door flew open, announcing the return of her boss. They both gasped and that fiery desire quickly turned to ice-cold dread.
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Adrian could see them from the damn window. They were on his white couch, grinding and kissing away in his house. The same home he entrusted Courtney not to let anyone into. If anyone had seen them his reputation would have been ruined, yet she didn’t have a care in the world as she fondled her boyfriend
Adrian dropped his suitcase in the walkway, too angry to heave the heavy thing about. He wasn’t quiet in his steps, or the way he jammed his key into the door, yet the two weren’t deterred from their activities.
Adrian pushed the door open, wide enough that it slammed into the adjacent wall. The two jumped up instantly, the man scurried about, trying to look for what Adrian assumed were the pants laying by his feet.
“Get out!” Adrian screamed then threw the man’s jeans at him
The belt buckle hit Courtney’s partner hard, but Adrian didn’t care. He was seeing red and the real person he was angry at was Courtney. The man curried passed Adrian, uttering quick apologies as he ran out the door.
Adrian hadn’t taken his eyes off Courtney. His eyes were red from anger and his nostrils flared from embarrassment. The worst of it all was she didn’t seem all that phased.
She didn’t try to cover herself up; she just stood there, arms folded and hair wild. Her neck was flushed and her skirt was low on her hips, giving Adrian a glimpse of what that other man was about to have a taste of.
“I told you not to let anyone inside. Why would you disobey me?” Adrian asked, giving her a once-over again
“Stop talking to me like I’m your child. You really expect me to stay here two weeks by myself?” Courtney fired back
“You're right, no. I’ll get someone else,” Adrian said then shut the door behind himself.
He walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a glass to pour himself a drink, “You don’t have to stay,”
“Fine,” Courtney went to take her stuff off the floor and leave, then Adrian finished with “And don’t bother coming back to work tomorrow,”
“You can't be serious,” Courtney sighed
“I’m dead serious,” Adrian said as he poured the wine into his glass
Adrian looked over at Courtney just as she dropped everything in her hands. Adrian raised an eyebrow as he watched her pull her skirt the rest of the way down, stepping out of it and leaving her body on full display.
Courtney was skinny, Adrian observed, but her hips were round and her waist small. She had perky breasts with pink nipples and the kind of wavy hair people burned themselves to have. She was attractive, Adrian couldn’t deny that. But he didn’t know if it was worth risking his professional career over.
“What are you playing at,” Adrian asked
Courtney didn’t answer. She gave Adrian a look, a look of deviance and mischief as she stalked over to him.
“Answer me,” Adrian said
Courtney got closer and closer until she was right in front of Adrian, close enough that her nipples brushed the fabric of his dress shirt.
“I'll fix it,” Courtney pleaded as she placed a palm over Adrian's crotch, “Please let me.” “You’ll deal with the consequences?” Adrian asked then took a sip of his drink “If you’ll let me,”
“I'll let you. So fix it.”
Adrian sipped on his drink while he watched Courtney get down on her knees. Her hands were quick on his belt; unbuckling it and pulling it through the hoops with expert hands. Adrian smirked because she looked good like that and he couldn’t believe he considered refusing her.
She pulled his pants along with his boxers down to his knees. Adrian’s cock sprung free, fully hard from everything leading up to this moment. Courtney smiled up at him when she took his cock in her hands and started pumping.
Adrian knew what she wanted to say; wanted to tease him for being hard already. But Adrian didn’t find it amusing. He wanted to slap that sorry grin off her face but that thought quickly disappeared because he knew he’d have control over her soon enough.
She pumped his cock a few times, sending waves of pleasure up his spine. She kissed the head, teasing, then licked from the base to the tip, keeping her eyes on Adrian the entire time.
She licked and kissed along the base and head, refusing to swallow him fully until his cock was leaking with precum.
Adrian’s patience was wearing thin and he figured it was time to take some of that control he thought about earlier. He grabbed her hair in one hand, causing an audible gasp to fall from her lips when he forced her head back.
He thumped her mouth open with the other hand then forced his cock inside her mouth. Courtney gasped at the sudden show of dominance but she didn’t yield.
Adrian pushed in as far as he could go, uncaring of her gags the pull back. His grip on her hair was tight and he used that leverage to fuck her mouth despite her apprehension.
Adrian sighed from the feeling, his eyes closing from bliss at the feeling of her wet heat around his cock. She was skilled; her teeth didn’t graze him once and she stuck her tongue out for the underside of his cock.
Her gags were wet and violent. Each time Adrian pushed to the hilt she pulled back, her chest heaving from the force. Her saliva ran down her mouth and onto Adrian’s cock, making a mess, and the slide that much easier.
She eventually bobbed her head along with his thrust. The grip Adrian had on her didn’t give her any other choice. She hummed around his cock, sending delicious vibrations through his skin that had him grunting from pleasure.
His orgasm built quickly and he finished with a loud gas. He pulled Courtney closer to spill into her mouth, forcing his cum down her tongue and throat. She swallowed most of it, licking up the rest that fell past her lips and onto her chest as he rode out his orgasm.
The feeling was amazing but Adrian was never one to stop at oral. And what she had done was unacceptable, he figured going further wouldn’t be a stretch.
Adrian grabbed her by the arm, forcing her to stand up and face the counter. Courtney was surprised by the force, she turned to ask something but Adrian was having none of it. Its cock was still hard and they were going to finish this up.
He pulled off his dress shirt and kicked his pants the rest of the way off; leaving the both of them completely naked.
“I'm not done yet,” Adrian said as he pushed her over the counter and slid into her warm cunt
Courtney gasped, taken back but that didn’t stop Adrian from fucking into her with a new kind of force. Her body jerked with each thrust, sending counter items toppling over each time he pushed her body forward. Her entire body was flushed, the skin on her stomach red from rubbing against the counter.
Adrian lifted her leg onto the counter, opening her pussy up so he could slide in deeper, her body sending more items over the edge. Adrian's glass of wine spilt over, his hands found the mess but he didn’t care. She was a sight; the way her pink pussy contrasted with the dark
glistening skin on his cock. Each inch disappeared into her over and over again and Adrian wondered how her small body could take all of his length so well.
Courtney’s other foot was barely on the floor; each powerful thrust hoisted her higher. He let go of the vice grip he had on her hips to fist her hair. He forced her head back, making her back arch beautifully and his cock hit deeper. His other hand found her mouth, forcing his wine-covered finger inside so she could taste it.
Courtney sucked on it gratefully while Adrian drove his cock in and out of her. Her hips moved with his now that there was no grip on her hips. She fucked herself on his cock and Adrian let her, pausing to watch her desperately fuck herself.
“Did you plan this?” Adrian asked, “You wanted my cock all along didn’t you?”
She nodded, moaning obscenely when Adrian went back to fucking her. There were sounds even a whore wouldn’t make and Adrian loved every second of it.
“I can't believe I let a whore like you into my house. I bet you’ll never leave now,” Adrian said, thrusting hard between each word
Adrian pushed her down by the neck, forcing her body flat against the counter. He squeezed her tight, but now tight enough. Her moans turned to nonsensical whimpers, music to Adrian’s ears as he felt his orgasm rising.
That knot in his stomach finally released and he spilt into her warm heat. He let every last drop seep into her until it was too much, it dripped down her thighs and he kept thrusting until she was a mess of his cum and her wetness.
Adrian pulled out when he felt himself soften. He was satisfied looking down at the mess he had made but there was no way he would be letting it be a one-time thing. He couldn’t let go of her now
“There are cameras everywhere in this house…” Adrian started
He watched as Courtney tensed up
“I have a video of you. So use that pretty head of yours to guess what I’ll do if you don’t continue to serve me,”
“You can't do that,”
Adrian laughed heartily then went to the cabinet to pour himself another glass of wine. When he turned back around Courtney was facing him, bracing against the counter with weak knees and his cum between her legs.
He gave her a once over and smirked as he took a sip of his drink, “I can do whatever I want,”
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