Chapter 9
John Douglas was sipping wine and flirting with a secretary when Brenda and Janet walked into the room. He almost dropped his wine glass. He thought he had never seen two more beautiful women. They were like gorgeous book-ends. John could feel his cock harden as he looked at them.
They were both wearing light-green evening gowns that matched the green of their eyes.
Janet's was a little less low-cut than her sister's, but it was still plain to see that she had a pair of nice-sized tits.
John felt himself jealous of Janet's husband. He was almost positive that Steve was sampling both the sisters. It was a lucky man who could have that kind of ass living in the same house.
"I see someone I know," John Douglas said. "I'll talk to you a little later."
"Yes, Mr. Douglas," the secretary answered. She seemed a little pissed that he was leaving her to talk to the sisters. He almost went back to her and cussed her out, but maybe his plans for the evening wouldn't work out. And it might be a good idea to stay in good with the secretary. She'd made it plain that she would have gobbled his cock if he had suggested it, and she wasn't particular where she did it.
But John Douglas had plans for Janet and her sister. He went over to them and made small talk for a while. He admired the way Brenda's titties almost fell out of her green gown. He had already fucked this woman, but she still turned him on. It would be nice to pull her gown down and show the world her tits.
He wondered what she would say if he tried that, but it was still a little too soon.
The party got off to a good start. There were a few very important people there. A few speeches were made. John Douglas enjoyed being in the limelight. He loved all the attention he got from the bank officer's wives. They were all so willing to kiss his shoes. And his cock, if he asked them.
It was about ten p.m. when he finally got Steve to walk into his study where they could talk in private. He poured Steve some wine from his most expensive bottle and made him sit on the couch.
"I guess you're wondering what I want," he said.
"Yes sir," Steve said.
"I've been thinking about promoting you, Steve," he said. "Me, sir?" Steve asked. He had never expected this.
"I think you'd be a good man to have in my corner," he said. "But I expect my officers to be loyal to me."
"I've always been very loyal, sir," Steve said.
John Douglas was pleased. He had him hooked. He had only to show Steve what he expected.
"How loyal will you be, Steve?" John Douglas asked. "I. know a way of finding out. Walk out there and ask Mrs. Kimberly to come in here, please!"
Steve did as he asked. He found Joe and Patricia Kimberly standing by themselves in a corner. They both looked unhappy. He knew that Joe was next in line for promotion. He wondered what Joe had to look unhappy about.
Patricia Kimberly looked sick when Steve told her that Mr. Douglas wanted to see her. For a moment, she looked like she wasn't going to come. Then she nodded her head as if she'd made a decision. She handed her drink to her husband and she followed Steve.
Pat Kimberly was a small, shapely, dark-haired woman. She wasn't really beautiful, but she was attractive. Steve had always thought of her as shy. He wondered what John Douglas wanted with her.
"Hello, Patricia," John said as soon as they stepped into the study. "Did you and your husband have that little talk?"
"Yes sir," Pat said, trembling. "And what did you decide?" John asked. There were tears in Patricia's eyes when she answered. "He decided that he wanted the job very badly, sir, very badly."
"I'm glad to hear that," John said. "But I've changed my mind. I want you to show your talents to Steve. I may also promote Steve."
"But I don't understand," Patricia said. "I don't give a damn if you understand," John Douglas said. "All I want from you, bitch, is for you to prove how bad your husband wants to be made a vice-president of the bank." Steve was beginning to understand what was going on. John Douglas made the rules and he wanted everyone to know it. Even the wives of bank officers had to understand.
Patricia Kimberly's face was very pale as she turned and looked at Steve. She was trembling in a helpless way. Something about the way she looked excited Steve. He couldn't help the way his hard cock began pressing uncomfortably against his trousers.
"Go ahead," John said. "Demonstrate on Steve."
"You mean here?" she asked. "Right now?"
"Do it," John demanded.
Steve felt rooted to his chair. He couldn't have moved if he'd wanted to, and he didn't want to. He wanted to stay and find out what Patricia would do. He was sure that the young woman would head for the nearest door.
Steve was surprised when she came toward him. She was still trembling as she sank to her knees in the soft carpet of the study. She put her soft hand on Steve's thigh. She closed her eyes as she ran her hand up his thigh to his cock.
"You're going to have to do better than that, cunt," John said. "We don't have all night."
Her fingers fumbled at Steve's zipper. She finally got it pulled down. Her hand moved inside his trousers. He was wearing shorts, but he could still feel the heat of her fingers.
Steve felt his cock get harder. He'd always thought that Pat Kimberly was a sexy woman. He had a fantasy about fucking her, but she'd always seemed so shy. She didn't look like the type who enjoyed fucking, so Steve had stayed away from her. Steve could hardly believe that she was on her knees in front of him.
Steve looked over at John Douglas and saw that he was grinning. There was an aura of power about the man, and Steve suddenly realized why John was doing this. John was showing what he required for a man to be made vice-president. A wife who would also belong to the company. Steve thought of his wife and he realized that it could be Janet that would be forced to suck a man's cock next.
It probably would be Janet if he took the office of vice-president. Steve understood what he would have to make his wife do, and he accepted it. That was the way things were. He wanted the job.
Steve tried not to think about Janet as Mrs. Kimberly's hand moved around his cock, her fingers stroking and caressing.
"You've got to get us a little more excited," John said. "Take off your top! Show us your tits!"
"Oh, no, please," Patricia Kimberly begged. "Just let me do it and get it over with."
"Do it, cunt," John said. "And now take off everything and keep your fucking mouth shut. I'm tired of hearing you!"
Patricia nodded as she resigned herself to her fate. She got up and started undressing. In a few moments she had revealed her firm, sexy body with her pear-shaped tits. She let them admire her for a few moments before she went back on her knees between Steve's legs.
This time she eased his cock out of his pants. She bent her head and started letting her silky black hair stroke his prick-head. This was probably something her husband had taught her to do, but it excited the hell out of Steve. He could feel her hot breath blowing against the crown of his cock.
"Kiss it, bitch," John said. "Show us how you suck a cock!"
Steve was getting a little hot. He moved his hands off her shoulders and down her front. He began to caress her pear-shaped tits. He could feel how tense she was and he massaged her titty-flesh as gently as he could.
He had never forced a woman to do anything, but he thought that this had to be the way it felt. He was consumed with fire as he thought about what he was making her do.
He felt Patricia's titties getting a little firmer in his fingers and he realized she wasn't hating it so much any more. Steve liked to brag that few women could resist when they got a look at his cock. It was mostly true, and Patricia Kimberly was no exception.
Steve put one hand on her tit while he put his other hand in her hair. He pulled her face closer to his rigid cock. He felt her tongue licking at his cock. He felt her teeth nipping at the sensitive ridge. This was not Patricia's first blow-job. She'd had a little practice sucking cock.
He thrust at her mouth and he felt his swollen cock-head sliding between her lips and over her velvet tongue. He felt her teeth pulling at his sensitive ridge. He looked down at her and he could see his engorged prick in her red lips. He could see spots of his thick cum smeared on her lips.
"Suck it good, baby," he moaned. "I want you to suck it good!"
He felt her head bob, and most of his hard cock went into her throat. Her hands slipped up his legs and she started undoing his belt. He felt her pulling his trousers apart. She pulled at his trousers and shorts until she was able to get them down to his knees. His aching cock had been completely freed.
She wrapped her fingers around his cock and used her other hand to gently massage his heavy balls. Her head started to move up and down with a delicate motion. Steve could feel her still using her tongue and teeth on his hard cock-flesh. He massaged her titties a little harder.
"That's right," John said. "Suck it, bitch. Show me how you suck cock!"
Her head bobbed faster and faster. Steve could already feel hot fire in his balls. Even fucking his sister-in-law had not been this exciting.
"Show me what a good cock-sucker you are," John Douglas said. "That's the way! Show me what a fucking good cock-sucker you are!"
John Douglas was rubbing his cock as he watched it happening. What really made him feel good was that he knew Steve would soon be letting John fuck his wife. It was nice to have the power to fuck any woman he desired. Soon Brenda and her sister would be on their knees sucking John's cock.
"Move it faster," Steve moaned. "Move your head faster. Oh, shit, baby. Faster!"
Patricia Kimberly moved her head as fast as she could. Steve could feel the liquid fire shooting up from his balls. He grabbed her head with both hands as his cum started blasting between her lips.
"Swallow it, bitch!" Steve cried. "Swallow it. It feels so fucking good! SWALLOW IT ALL!"
He felt it shooting into her mouth. He felt her pulling his dick deeper into her throat. She started swallowing his thick jism. She didn't spill a drop as she kept working his cock back and forth in her mouth and using her tongue to dig for more.
"That's the way," John said. "Now rub your cock in her hair. Dry yourself off!"
Steve took a handful of Patricia's dark, silky hair and carefully wiped himself dry. At the same time, he knew that John Douglas would soon be doing the same to Janet.