In the morning I awoke still engulfed by Jim's massive arms as he spooned me. Laying on our right side I could feel his left arm over my side with his hand gently cupping my right boob. Opening my eyes, I tried to focus, the drinks had been flowing pretty well at the party the night before. I could see our reflection in a full-length mirror not far from the bed, Jim's muscular arm made mine look incredibly small. He practically looked like he was hugging a doll as he slept behind me. I pressed my back into his body while reaching with my left hand to grab his hip and pull him tighter. I wasn't the only thing awake in the bed as I felt his very hard cock press against my ass. No longer interested in his hip, my hand urged toward his hard cock with magnetic attraction. Lightly gripping his shaft, I slowly stroked him while watching his face I the mirror for a reaction.
"You are a naughty girl, aren't you?" He said without opening his eyes.
"In this case it's your fault," I replied as I manipulated his cock while pressing harder into him, "you promised I was going to need a few days to recover from this trip after you were done with me. I plan on holding you to that!"
"Can you reach the drawer of my nightstand?" He asked with a soft moan.
At first, I tried with my right hand, but the position of the mattress made it only possible to open the drawer slightly, I'd need my left which I reluctantly pulled from his cock. I'd already found out what was in the drawer yesterday when I was looking for lube for my butt plug. Thankfully I'd returned it to the same spot, so it was in easy reach still. I pulled the small bottle out waving it proudly.
"There is a small remote in there too," he said pressing his cock hard against my ass, "you need that as well."
"Don't tell me your cock works by remote!" I teased as I reached in to find the device.
"Okay, I've got it. Now what?"
"Well you obviously wanted something when you started stroking me," he whispered while squeezing my right breast, "feel free to get back to that."
It took a bit of work, I needed to pour lube in my left hand, but it was above my right because of how we were laying. I managed to pop the cap and angle my arm and wrist awkwardly pouring lube onto my fingers. My hand, shaped and moving almost like a scoop you see on those yellow construction machines, slipped between our bodies before deftly wrapping around his shaft again. With my right hand I closed the pop top cap of the bottle letting it fall to the floor. Jim's body started to move as I stroked lube onto his cock causing his hips to move in time with my hand. As I stroked him I pushed my well lubricated thumb between my cheeks. He started pushing his cock between my cheeks, as he did I rubbed his head against my hole lubricating it as well.
"You do have such a fine ass," he whispered seductively in my ear before licking the back of it, "I could be happy just screwing that all weekend!"
"Promises, promises!" I teased while lifting my leg and arching my back allowing him better access to my back hole.
I felt the head of his cock press against my opening. His head popped inside me, my rings quickly gripping the ridged head as he eased inside. Jim continued to slowly, continuously, feed my ass his long, thin shaft until I felt his hips press against my flesh.
"A very fine ass in deed!" He moaned. "Now for that surprise."
Jim's right arm was between my shoulder and the pillows while his left was over my left side and across my chest. We'd spent most of the night sleeping with me in a reversed bear hug. He squeezed me tight with his arms before rolling us onto his back. His hands slowly roamed by body until he reached my hips, which he then gripped tightly using them to push me as far down on his cock as our bodies would allow. I was fully impaled with a deep grunt. My legs fell on either side of his as I lay motionless on top of him. His right hand reached for the odd remote I'd found, suddenly I heard a metallic whirring sound. Above us a silver-ish screen slowly moved across the ceiling at the top of the bed frame. It clicked into place providing us with a mirror almost as big of his king-sized bed!
"If I'd known you had that," I said now enthralled with seeing myself in such a position, "I'd have dressed up!"
I looked to my left, then to my right, there were mirrors on both sides of the bed. You could easily look in any direction and see yourself and your partner in his bed.
"Obviously you like to watch," I said as I started grinding my ass into his cock, "or do you just like to see the look on your prey's face as you fuck them?"
"Both!" Jim answered now letting his hands roam my body with abandon.
While I'd seen videos and pictures of myself engaged in carnal acts this was the first time I'd been able to watch myself live. It was quite a rush to not only feel his hands on my chest but also see his fingers torturing and teasing my nipples. The position of my body made it difficult for him to thrust into me so getting him to cum in my ass would be up to me almost entirely. He could thrust a bit but not nearly as much as he needed. I gripped and worked my sphincter muscles around his shaft hearing him groan in pleasure as I rode his long cock while my fingers frantically rubbed my clit. Jim reached for my pussy with his right hand managing to slip two fingers inside me. I could see the lust filling in his eyes as he watched himself fuck me from underneath. It was too good to look away! The only time I could was when I arched my back, closing my eyes, as I orgasmed.
"Jeeesus!" I moaned loudly as my orgasm ripped through me.
"I need to cum, NOW!" Jim grunted.
His hands gripped my hips so tightly his knuckles turned white as he lifted both of us off the bed with his hips until he was supporting our weight with his feet and shoulders. I'd never been fucked in such a position and stared in disbelief as he pounded me from below. My legs flapped with each thrust as his body slammed into me.
"Oh fuck! Ohhhhh Fuck!" I screamed with each fresh assault into my ass.
I could feel the canal underneath his cock fill as he tensed to hold the wave of cum back. He pounded into me twice more before releasing a torrent of cum inside my abused ass still holding us up, seemingly lifting us higher as he tried in vein to get even deeper inside me. Finally, he collapsed, dropping both of us to the mattress, splaying his legs outward as the last of his semen offering spewed from inside him.
"Oh, my fucking God," I cooed unable to stop touching and rubbing myself, "that was amazing!"
Jim's arms wrapped around me, holding my torso tightly to him, as his cock slipped from my sore sphincter. Closing my eyes for the first time since we'd started, I could feel his cum seeping from my ass as we lay there.
"I wonder," I said weakly, "if that girl Rachel from last night that was worried about ruining her dress let that guy cum in her pussy or ass?"
"That's my boss's daughter," Jim said sleepily from underneath me, "and knowing her, probably her ass."
"Slut!" I giggled as I spoke.
We remained like that until I finally mustered up enough energy to climb off Jim. After quickly cleaning up myself, and relieving my bladder again, I returned with a steaming towel that I used to clean his crotch.
"You are a full-service kind of girl, aren't you?" Jim asked as he sat proudly against the pillows while I washed his limp cock.
"Of course, I am!" I replied with a wink. "Last night you got dinner and a show, yesterday afternoon it was a show and a blow, and this morning it's a fucking and clean-up! The only thing I don't do is windows!"
It was a fun moment which was unfortunately interrupted by the doorbell ringing followed by loud knocking.
"This can't be good!" Jim said quickly sliding out of bed and going to the window. "Shit! That's my boss's car!"
"Relax Baby," I said trying to calm him but failing miserably, "it'll be okay."
Jim quickly pulled on a pair of shorts and a golf shirt before bolting out of the bedroom and storming down the stairs. I'm not sure why I knew he'd need help, but I quickly went to the bathroom to make something of my hair. Exiting the bathroom with a messy ponytail I pulled open my bag cursing the fact that the only sleepwear I'd brought was not acceptable for company. I could hear heated voices from the living room when I spotted a black silk bathrobe hanging behind the bedroom door. The robe was made for him, but I pulled it on anyway. The bottom of it came almost to my ankles and I could have wrapped it around myself twice easily. Doing my best to tie it I quickly proceeded down the stairs, unseen by the three men below, and tried to assess the situation. Jim sat on the back of the couch looking like a whipped puppy while his boss finger wagged at him and a third man stood beside looking even more upset.
"What in the world is going on here?" I asked finally able to interrupt the one-way conversation.
"This doesn't concern you!" His boss all but spat the last word at me barely turning his head in my direction.
"Someone made a mess of the tenth green last night," the third gentleman said rather calmly while looking almost apologetic that he had to be the one to tell me, "by having sex on it."
"Well if YOU think I had sex on the tenth green," I said loudly attempting to put Jim's boss back in his place, "then it absolutely DOES concern me!"
Jim's boss turned to face me, seeing me standing before him in nothing but the silk robe, and looking slightly embarrassed for the moment.
"What proof do you have that it was Jim and I?" I demanded while Jim shot me a pleading glance.
