(This is a continuation of my story about the Fixer. Rather than bore you with repeat info, I urge you to read Part 1. As before, I thank my editor, terimarie, for her inspired help. Though I enjoyed writing this tale, what is important to me, as a fledgling writer is what you, the reader thinks. Please vote and send comments. Thank you. Max47)
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He woke to the feel of Jena's hot, wet lips wrapped around his cock. Stroking him with both hands, she playfully twirled her tongue around the head of his cock. When she saw him looking at her, she smiled, taking as much of his hard cock into her mouth as she could.
"Good morning my little slut," he teased. "Though I can't think of a better way to wake up, you better stop until I can go to the john."
"In that case come with me," Jenna purred. The Fixer noticed her newfound confidence increasing and was pleased with her initiative. "There's something I heard about and want to experience with you."
She got up, reached for his hand and led him into the bathroom. She told him to wait while she adjusted the shower. Getting in together, she hugged and kissed him and then squatted down in front of him. With the water cascading off of her, she asked him to empty his bladder on her.
"This is a sign of my total surrender to you," she said. "After last night I will do anything you want. You have awakened feelings in me that I didn't even know I had. There is nothing I could deny you."
Though he saw this as another conquest, there was a part of him that realized in achieving her surrender to him, he had surrendered a part of him to her. He hoped to keep this relationship going in some manner.
He held his cock and aimed it at her breasts and let loose his stream. She rubbed his hot piss on her chest and then reached out and took the last of his stream into her mouth. "Any doubts about my surrender now?" she asked.
She stood up and kissed him hard until his mouth parted and their tongues met, grabbing his sack, she gently squeezed before lightly stroking his cock with the back of her hand. She had no intention of giving this up. She meant it when she had told him she would do anything he asked of her if it meant spending more time with him.
After showering, they sat naked together on the balcony (his request to test her) and drank their coffee. They could be seen from several office buildings if anyone was working on a Saturday.
She asked if she could come and see him at his home. He said he would give her his address and phone number, but she had to understand that she could only come if she followed his instructions to the letter. He had a life away from here and if she came to his home, she would become part of that, no questions asked.
"If it means I get to keep feeling like I do now, you can do anything you want to or with me," she said.
"You'll have to do this on your own," he said firmly, looking into her eyes. "I want no involvement on your husband's part."
He told her to stand up, lean over the railing, and spread her legs. When she had complied, he told her to reach down and finger herself while swinging her breasts back and forth over the railing. He sat down, watching her sultry display. With her magnificent breasts swinging, she was aware any office worker catching this display would get no work done today, and took full advantage of this scenario. The idea of others possibly watching was more of a turn-on than she realized, bringing her to a small but intense climax.
"Please come and fuck me," she pleaded.
He got up and moved behind her. As she arched lower, her pussy lined up with his cock. He moved forward. Though she was still tight, his cock had no problem sliding into her welcoming pussy. When he felt her ass against his belly, he grabbed a handful of ass cheek in each hand and began to fuck her hard. As he slammed in and out of her, her breasts swung away from the railing and then slammed back. This was painful to her, but in a good way -- she had never experienced the combination of pleasure and pain before and found it exciting.
He didn't waste any time. His nut sack was full and he had a willing receptacle. When he got close he pulled his cock out of her and ordered her to her knees.
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out," he demanded. He continued to stroke his cock until his cum shot all over her tongue and into her mouth. When he was through, he pushed his head into her mouth and told her to clean his cock. Her tongue went to work on his cock head and then released it so she could lick the length of his shaft clean.
"You are a much better little slut than I had expected when we first met. You're a keeper," he smiled. Smiling back, she slowly licked his cum off of her lips, savoring every drop.
Announcing they were going downstairs for breakfast, the Fixer told Jena to clean herself up and wear the sundress he had grown to love. She did what he asked, but wondered why he didn't order room service -- all she wanted to do was stay in the room and fuck him, but he had other plans.