Jane squirmed in her seat. She hoped the hostess wouldn't notice her shifting in place. Jane hoped no one would detect her lightly bruised lips as the evidence of the rough kissing wore off. She looked over at Tom, who was staring at her with a twinkle in his eye. He knew just how uncomfortable she was feeling. And he loved to see her fidget and wriggle.
And blush.
He loved to make her blush. Turn her red from head to toe. Blushing with orgasm or red from a light spanking. His mouth moved into a grin recalling the earlier ride to the black-tie dinner.
Jane turned redder as she watched Tom's mouth move. Her cunt clenched. She hoped that there wouldn't be a wet spot from her cum and his cum leaking from her sore cunt and ass on her gown when she stood up. She tried paying attention to what the person next to her was droning on about but she couldn't. She could still feel Tom's cock inside of her. In her mouth, her pussy... in her ass. She closed her eyes briefly, trying to compose herself. But all that accomplished were images of the ride earlier to the black-tie affair.
"Jane? Are you ready? We've got to go honey! You don't want to be late to a dinner in your honor. I don't think the partners at the law firm would be too happy on promoting you if you're late babe," Tom yelled up the stairs. He was waiting at the front door with Jane's coat, waiting patiently for the new junior partner at the hottest law firm in town to make her way down the stairs in her evening gown.
"I'm coming!!! I can't believe I'm running late," Jane anxiously observed as she came tottering down the stairs in her very high, very thin heels. She was putting on the last earring and racing down to meet up with Tom. She almost collided into him and was giggling breathlessly. Tom helped her with her coat and they walked to the car.
As Tom drove he kept looking over at Jane. She looked gorgeous. The plunging neckline, the clingy material. He pictured her coming down the steps and his cock immediately started throbbing. She could make him hard with just a look. He loved that she was intelligent and witty but he adored the fact that she was uninhibited and wild and no one knew that but him. She saved her smuttiness and her wantonness for him alone. She took charge in her work environment and when she was with him, she loved it when he took charge. He looked over at her impeccable make up and beautiful dress... And he wanted to ruffle her up a little. He wanted to see her in that gown, on her knees with his cock in her mouth. He knew could have it. He knew he could get her to do whatever he wanted.
He reached over with one hand and caressed her cheek and she looked at him and smiled. She caught the look in his eye and immediately grew hot. "Tom... We can't... We're... But..."
"Don't talk Jane. Not unless I tell you to. You look so gorgeous in that dress... And your lips look so inviting, glossy and full. Be a good girl Jane and do what I tell you. You know you want too."
Jane whimpered and nodded. Tom could always make her wet with just words. She bowed her head and waited for his instruction.
"Reach over, with both your hands and touch me. I want you to rub your hands all over my chest and stomach, feel my cock as it gets hard for you Jane. I want to you make my cock get hard, get it ready to fuck your mouth."
Jane moaned deep in her throat and reached for Tom eagerly. She loved the feel of him. She loved to feel his hot throbbing cock in her hands. And she couldn't wait for it in her mouth.
She stroked her hands down the front of his body to the top of his pants. She waited for his permission to open his slacks and reach for his cock. She wanted to feel his skin on her skin.
"Go ahead Jane. I know you want it. Open my pants, reach in for my cock, like the cock hungry slut you are. I know you want in your mouth like a good whore. You want to make me cum with your mouth and hands, don't you? Like a good slut."
Jane nodded emphatically and attacked his zipper. She couldn't wait. She needed to feel his cock. She pulled the straining zipper down over his cock and his hard cock was long and thick. She got so wet just looking at it. She saw the pearl of pre-cum on the tip and licked her lips. He put his hand in her hair, not caring for its careful preparation. He slid his fingers through her tresses and gripped it hard. He pulled her head to his cock. "Eat it slut."
She licked the tip of his cock and loved the taste of his cum. She leaned over in her skimpy low cut evening gown, her breasts all but hanging out and eagerly swallowed his cock. She reached in his pants and fondled his balls while she slowly lowered her mouth on his cock; she loved the hard feel of him. She adored wrapping her lips around him. She could feel him move his thighs a little more apart, to make it easier for her to reach under him, for his balls and to finger his ass. He kept his hand gripped in her hair and pushed her head down a little faster
