Chapter 2
The tram sped Lady Caroline quickly over the streets of San Francisco. She looked down at the long lines of people waiting for food and clothing. Animals, she thought to herself, as she shook her eyes away from the revolting sight. She picked up the paper which was next to her. She skipped the front page for the news hadn't changed much for her in the past twenty years, only her bank account had changed.
She turned to the women's section and looked at her face in the column entitled: Dear Lady Caroline. She quickly reread all her answers to the personal questions which continually came her way. Stupid questions she thought but also questions which needed answering. She read the one entitled, Love For Sale.
"I have been married now for over fourteen years and my husband has just recently passed away. We had no children and I have no skills or training. I don't want to work and I loved and now miss my sex life most unashamedly. Lately I have taken to selling my body to men for money and pleasure. At times I regret my actions and feel extremely guilty. I don't know what to do. Can you help?
Guilty
Lady Caroline read her answer and laughed to herself. She was indeed the last puritan stronghold in America. She wondered how many women really took her seriously. She didn't wonder long for she knew deep in her heart that everyone of any consequence took Lady Caroline very seriously. If they didn't she would see to it that on one or another social level they would be dropped from important guest lists. Along with writing her most exclusive column, syndicated daily in every American paper, she made up guest lists for all the very private parties. Yes, she was very well respected. She made a note to have the photographer who did the last shooting of her get a bonus. He had done a marvelous job of reinforcing her advancing middleaged beauty. Yes, she would see to it that he got a large bonus.
The tram slowed down as it approached the Regency. She was escorted into her office by two very large men in blue suits. They gave no sign of interest or curiosity but just the signs of service. She looked past them down to the level where the traffic was flowing. She stopped and looked over the bay bridge and then back at the two men. She walked quickly into her office where the mail was brought to her immediately.
The office was plus and self servicing. She took five letters from each of the largest cities in America. She skipped the rural cities for her personal opinions were keenest in the upper middle to rich classes. She beckoned to the two men in blue suits and they came quickly to her side.
"I would like to see both of you inside in about twenty minutes."
Both men bowed to her wishes. She then walked into her private home away from home. There she called her daughter, her photographer, and her lawyer and settled her business in less than five minutes. The next ten minutes she chose letters to answer. She was at the typewriter when she heard the knock. She let the men wait as she typed up her answers into a large manila envelope with the heading Lady Caroline. She then opened her briefcase and deposited enough extra letters for the week. She didn't like coming to work and preferred her Hyatt home to the home of the Regency. She didn't have to look at the barbarians in the Regency's neighborhood.
"You can come in now."
The two men came in and waited at attention. Lady Caroline looked up at them with keen dark eyes. Both men were well over six feet and strikingly handsome. But they always were.
"Good morning boys, I mean men," she hesitated, "I think you are both new here." They nodded. "Well I guess you have been instructed to be of any service to me that I need and it just so happens that there is this aching between my thighs that could use a little attention."
The two men looked at the woman as she stepped out from behind her desk. She removed her dress and stared at the two men. Her lips were wet and her eyes were teeming. She threw her skirt on the floor and walked quickly to the bed in her office. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs apart so that her cunt was up and perched like a sparrow on a pillow. She threw her hair and head back and motioned them over with her hand. The two men moved in her direction.
"Wait, I want you first," she pointed at the larger blond man. "Let me see it."
The man unzipped his blue suit and was naked in front of her, his long cock dropping by her face.
"Very nice very nice indeed." She fondled his cock and tipped the head until it hardened and stretched out. It's a thick cock and sound and long. She motioned for the other man to leave. Before he reached the door she spoke.
"Come back in a half hour, would you please."
The dark -haired man nodded and left. "Now young man, let's see what you can do for me."
She pulled his cock towards her and started to suck on the end. Her long hands went around his waist and pushed his upper body down so that his face is nestled in her fastly lubricating pussy. The man was slow and professional as he began to suck on her tender cunt. His tongue ran quickly from ass to cunt and back again. She had her mouth full of fresh hot cock and she didn't talk when she was eating or engaged in pleasure.
She began to feel the blood of her passion boiling as the young blond man started to manipulate her clitoris and she wrapped her pussy deep in his face, her legs around his strong neck, He picked her tight lovely ass up into the air and kneeling on the bed, had her legs and thighs high in the air. She gasped at the strength of the man and tightened her lips and teeth on his cock, biting into the dick on all sides. He was now pumping his cock faster into her face and her mouth was almost a cunt as she took every inch and let it slide to her tonsils.
She was squirming with delight as she felt the first rush of orgasm squirting from her inner wall and her mind caught on fire. She ripped at the man's strong thighs, trying to get him to come with her. He had been hired not to. He sucked on her orifice, black pubic hairs swallowed with the creamy juices. He laid her down and mounted her, his long rigid cock penetrating her fast moving thighs.
She reached under him and grabbed his balls and held them in her hand, manipulating them with each strong deep thrust. The young blond was putting everything into it and was searing out her womb. He licked her tongue which was sticking long and hard from her mouth and looking into her beautiful face he saw the demon of passion swelling in her. Her legs gripped his sides and his giant cock reamed her cunt till she is panting and coming again and again. Finally he shoots his shot and fills her majestic pussy with hot rich come over and over again.
She was amazed and gasping for breath as the huge cock drives and fucks with abandon, not losing its rigid stance as fluid poured from the end. He pulled the middle of her back and drained himself in her. She heard the knock on the door and looked up.
"Come in, come in quickly."
The other man was in the room and had soon taken the other's place, his cock hard in hand. The blond man rolled over for the new man and he smiled deep in the dark tanned face of Lady Caroline. She felt the end of his cock spread her pink cunt lips and then the first entry of his fat huge cock. Deeper and deeper it plunged until she thought it could go no more. It went further and further and she whimpered in ecstasy as he pushed her thighs apart and high above her head.
The blond man laid next to them on the bed but was heaved off by a strong kick from the new man. Holding Lady Caroline by the ankles he heaved her on his cock. She was gurgling with delight as the cock rocked deep into her jelly munch. He was just aggressive enough for her. She laughed into his eyes and he rode her deep and ecstatically.
She bounced on his cock for a good ten minutes until she was thoroughly exhausted. He felt the twinging in her body and now was the time for him to give her a free full fucking. He laid her on her stomach and entered her cunt from the rear and ground the last few strong strokes deep in her pee-hole. She shakes and bakes him until there is nothing but milk in her closet.
"Oh goddamit fuck my cunt!" she screamed.
The dark -haired man laughed at this and buried his bone to the hilt. His cock, like an all day sucker, fired streams of jism juice into her beautiful twat. Lady Caroline shook her pretty ass and moaned and sobbed in delight. He withdrew his wet cock and stood up. She rolled over and asked him his name. He told her and then she looked at the blond and asked his. The blond answered. She then pointed to the door.
The two men looked at Lady Caroline. They had been told that she was a sex freak and to be prepared. At first they expected a much uglier woman. Lady Caroline was in perfect shape. Her pussy was strong and muscular. Both men smiled at the Lady as they zipped up their blue suits and went to the door.
"Wait a second."
The two men turned around. She looked at them hesitatingly.
"Do you think I am beautiful?"
Both men nodded affirmatively.
"Good, because I think you guys could use a raise."
They slapped each other on the back and bowed to the Lady and left. She picked up her letters, zipped up her dress. So much for a day's work.
Lady Caroline was in a good mood as the tram sped along taking her back to her apartment. The two young men had made her body run with solid blood. She could still feel them all around her and mostly she could still feel them in her, in her where she liked to feel men. Lady Caroline started to daydream as the tram sped on, not knowing that down below her was a man who would make her feel more than any man could or would make her feel ever again.
Below her looking up at the tram and shaking his fist was Charles Patrick Gordon, his large blue eyes filled with hatred and disgust as he watched the tram shooting by. Very soon destiny would play a very large part in the lives of the Lady Caroline and the stranger Gordon, Charles Patrick Gordon.