It had been an odd day indeed. It started out promising with a much needed new client. Then I found out my client had dealings with Joe Barker, one of the biggest pieces of scum on Earth. The afternoon was topped off by shots being fired at us.
But the night was a completely different story. It ended with cum flowing like the Nile and more orgasms than you could shake a stick at. Cat O'Sweet and I had so much sex I was even dreamin' we were having sex. Well, at least I thought I was dreamin'.
I opened my eyes, squinting through the bright sunshine that filled the room, to find it wasn't a dream at all. My cock was deep inside Cat's mouth and she was lustily bobbin' up and down on it. My hand instinctively went to the back of her head and she let out a muffled, "mmmmm" as she thrusted my cock inside her mouth once more.
After several minutes, she released my cock from the warm wet confines of her mouth with a loud pop. Saliva coated my cock and several strands still hung off Cat's mouth and ran down to my balls.
"Good morning baby. You sleep well?" she purred.
"Oh yeah.", I grunted as her left hand spread her saliva over my shaft.
"Good. I need to get back to work, excuse me." she said, and plunged my cock deep in her mouth. The head banged against the back of her throat and more saliva flowed out of the corners of her mouth. She began rapidly fucking her mouth with my cock and I could feel my orgasm quickly building.
Cat held my swollen balls in her left hand like a tomato and squeezed hard. I erupted in her mouth and down her throat. Some fluid seeped out of the edges of her mouth, but she hungrily ate it all up. After she had sucked me dry, Cat kissed my balls and looked up at me.
"Not bad, huh?"
"Not bad at all." I said, with a sheepish grin.
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I strolled into the office a couple of hours later. My secretary Lotta Cherry was there to greet me.
"Rock! Are you all right?" Lotta shouted as she grabbed me into a bear hug.
"Easy, easy, I'm fine." Lotta and I grew up together. We got yelled at more than a few times for playing doctor. She was the first girl to show me her breasts. After her husband was killed during the war, I insisted she come work for me. She was more than just a secretary though. She was a friend, a confident, and a colleague.
"Who shot at ya?" Lotta pleaded.
"How did ya know I got shot at?"
"Are you kiddin'? Word is all over the street. On top of that, some flatfoot was here asking questions."
"Probably one of Barker's paid goons."
"Barker? Joe Barker? What are you doin' gettin' mixed up with Joe Barker?"
"I'm not mixed up with him Mom.", I sarcastically retorted. "Not yet anyway. He is however, directly involved with my client's missing husband. Grab us some coffee and I'll fill ya in."
I quickly got Lotta up to speed and then we brainstormed my options.