Robert Quinn had been the mayor of Asterville, Virginia for more than a decade. He was an imposing man of fifty-three years who weighed just over two hundred and fifteen pounds, stood six foot three, and had a forty eight inch chest and a thirty six inch waist. He had a full head of dark wavy hair with just a little distinguished grey starting to show at the temples and very deep dark piercing eyes that could bore a hole through you if you were ever the focus of his distain. He also had a winning smile and a quick infectious laugh to go with an even faster temper. Overall he possessed the bearing of a man that should not ever be crossed at any time for any reason.
He had been known as Big Bob since the first early days when he worked his way out of the mines to become the union steward when the steward at that time had had an unexplained and never fully understood tragic accident one day deep in the Asterville Coal mine. From that moment on he took no nonsense from either the union membership or the management. He knew what he wanted which was always what was best for his men and even better for him and that was the way it was always going to be—or else. And there were a number of or else moments at first. He surrounded himself with a small but dedicated group of very tough hardened men who would do anything that he asked of them. When he decided to run for mayor of the town of Asterville with a population of just over one thousand it was a forgone conclusion that he would win and in the ensuing fourteen years no one had ever seen fit to run against him on Election Day. There had been a few occasions when someone considered it and talked about it openly but they received a visit or two and then quickly changed their minds. It was simply not the healthy thing to do.
He had been married years before to a local girl who was a local beauty queen with great looks and not all of the gray matter or common sense that she had needed to be partnered with Big Bob. She had not been comfortable with Bob's professional ways or his public philandering and had let him know it once too often and only once in public. Apparently soon thereafter she had suddenly decided to leave him for one morning the town awakened to discover that she was gone never to be seen or heard of again. Bob didn't seem to be too worried or broken up by her departure so no questions were ever asked and she was quickly forgotten and never mentioned again.
This particular fall day Big Bob walked into his sister's house with two of his beefy "assistants" right behind him. His sister was having her forty-fifth birthday party and a good sized group had gathered to celebrate with her. To honor Bob's sister was to honor Bob and that was an important thing to do in Asterville. He gave her a big hug and kiss on her cheek, greeted her husband who was a nobody at the mine and then began working the room as was his nature. His twenty-two year old nephew Tim was there with his new twenty year old bride Meghan whom he had never before met and to whom he was instantly attracted to. Upon their introduction she looked at him with big brown doe like eyes and trembled a bit when he held her offered soft hand a bit longer than was customary. As he spoke with others over the next half an hour he continued to glance back at the twenty-two year old woman and caught her eyes on him on a number of occasions. Some women were immediately drawn to him like a moth to the flames and she appeared to be one of those delectable ripe bitches.
He took a chair where he could watch her as she stood talking to a group of similarly aged young people. He took the opportunity to fully appraise her. Meghan was wearing a pullover lacy pink top that was low cut and revealed her substantial cleavage. At the most, he guessed, she was around five foot four in height. She had a very nice wide round rear that balanced well with her full melon shaped breasts. She had her dark brown hair bobbed at her shoulders and her knee length dark skirt revealed athletic but shapely calves. She sensed his gaze upon her and turned to look him full in the eyes. Her look was unguarded and when Big Bob licked his lips she did not turn away but blushed. Even though she was almost half his age he knew that she was his to enjoy if and when he wanted her and his rapidly thickening cock signaled his interest and need to have her as soon as possible.
Big Bob called over his two men and quietly told them to take his nephew to city hall under the guise of having him talk to the city comptroller about a job opening. He knew that Tim was unemployed and was desperate to find a job back in his home town. In addition to celebrating his Mom's birthday it was one of the primary reasons why he was back in Asterville. Big Bob knew that the comptroller was not in the office at the moment but it would get Tim out of the house and away from his succulent young wife for long enough for Big Bob to enjoy Meghan. Big Bob's men knew him and his ways well and would follow his orders no matter what without question or explanation. They immediately went over and spoke with Tim. Tim looked towards his uncle and smiled in innocent naive appreciation for his efforts and then waived as he followed the men out the door on his dubious errand.
The moment Tim left Big Bob rose from his chair, picked up the briefcase that never left his side and walked over to where Meghan was standing.
"Come with me," he said and walked towards the back of the house where he knew there was a guest bedroom. He did not turn to see if she was following him as he knew with complete certainty that she would.
Bob entered the small narrow bedroom that simply had a full sized bed and a chest of drawers with flowery drapes covering the single window. He stepped back to let the young wife pass by him and then closed and locked the door behind them. He placed his briefcase on the dresser. Meghan stood with her back to him looking at the bed and while she considered the implications of what she had just done. She had watched as Big Bob's men had first summoned and then taken Tim away and had guessed at the time what it had meant. When Big Bob had approached her she had followed him without question as though it was the most natural thing for her to do. To follow a man that she had never met before that day, who was old enough to be her father and to whom she had only spoken a few words with to a bedroom seemed surreal but also natural.
Without saying a word the large man came up behind her and kissed her on the side of her perfumed soft white neck letting her sweet smelling dark hair slide over his face and nose. Her head came just barely up to the bottom of his chin and he had to bend over to nuzzle on her supple sweet skin. His big hard strong arms circled her body and he cupped her large yielding breasts in his hands and began to tenderly fondle them as he pushed his hard swelling cock assertively into her generous ass and ground his hips into her. Meghan let her head droop back against his chest and quietly moaned. He felt her ass tentatively wiggle just a tiny bit against his hardness signaling her desire for him to take her. It was all so natural and animal like to both of them. Big Bob was the proverbial dominant male that had cornered and was in the process of taking the bitch in heat that was eager to be bred the way nature intended. She had never done anything like this before in her life but felt no qualms or doubts as it was the way she somehow knew that it was meant to be.
