Chapter 60
April, 1990 - Val Catches Joe
Even on the rare nights when he was home with Val and their daughter, Caroline, his private line would ring, and an all too familiar glaze came across Joe's eyes after he glanced at the number.
Val would seethe at what was sure to follow, and on occasion had thoughts of snatching it from his hand, and flinging it against the wall.
"I have to take this, he would say, and answer the phone, while Val glared at him, fighting the impulse to snatch it from his hand and fling it against the wall.
I don't, Joe,
Val thought as she left the room.
This is it,
she told herself.
The final straw, he'd wrecked everything between them, hadn't he?
She heard the front door close, and the soft cough of the BMW's engine, and poured herself a glass of wine. A few minutes later, having finished the glass of wine, she went downstairs and did the only sensible thing under the circumstances. She found the bottle, and took it back upstairs with her.
After she had filled her third glass, she carried it and her wedding picture onto her bed. She sat and drank, and stared at Joe's image.
At first she had been resigned to his change in behavior after his "contacts" started feeding him their money to launder. The money coming in was fantastic, but they did little with it. There had been no glamorous vacations on the French Riviera, no Swiss ski trips. Hell, not even a visit to Yellowstone Park.
She had taken her sister and her daughter, Caroline to Orlando and Disneyworld. Joe had been too busy funneling money to secret accounts in the Cayman's to join them.
Joe had begun staying late at the office, claiming he had to meet certain clients after hours in order to circumvent unwanted attention to their business needs. Val had called him there several times, and he had always answered the phone, or on occasion, his secretary had, and called him to the phone.
But the lack of sexual attention in recent weeks had affected Val, made her hornier than usual, and she had always had a strong sexual appetite. She had also noticed that on one particular day, Thursday, she was usually unable to reach him at the office. Joe claimed he was meeting with various businessmen in the community. That the meetings were secret and had led to huge opportunities for him in the past, and he saw no reason to end them now.
Then she noticed the way he'd suddenly begun to ignore her at meals. Worse yet, it carried over into the bedroom. He told her the pressures of the job required all his concentration and sapped his energy. Val felt it was temporary thing at first, and then assumed he might be lying, but she still wanted him back, wanted things to be normal again.
And so Val decided to win him back.
He needs a good screwing,
she thought. "And so do I," she said aloud, and completed the statement by pulling on a pair of white, thigh-high stockings. Moments later she stood, turning from side to side, admiring her supple body in the full-length mirror of her bedroom.
She selected a frilly Carolina blue dress from her walk-in closet; and having already completed her makeup, grabbed the keys to her Mercedes and left the house, carrying the dress in a garment bag. She wore a mink coat with nothing on beneath it except her stockings; for she intended to surprise him in his office.
We'll go to dinner right after I blow him on that leather couch,
she thought, as she tooled the magnificent automobile through the still heavy rush hour traffic.
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Joe's hands moved over Julie's legs; felt her quiver under his touch. He reached the silky lingerie covering her ass, and then pushed his fingers up through the French-cut legs of her thong to feel the magnificent softness of her ass itself. His cock was screaming for release, but he commanded it to be patient, and listened to the quickening of her breathing under his skillful touches.
They kissed again, a long, lingering kiss, and then he looked down into the valley of her breasts framed by a wondrously designed bra. She smiled at him, and whispered, "I bought this bra for you. I won't wear it for anyone else."
He laughed, and traced a finger over the silken material, touching the pronounced bump in the fabric, causing Julie to throw her head back and moan.
"Here," Julie said sensuously, "let me get rid of it. It's served its purpose."
His eyes took her in. Julie's slimness alone was a marvel to him. She was almost an alabaster white, and in this warm climate that had most women sporting various shades of tan, made her standout all the more. Her breasts, freed of the support of the bra, hung slightly, but he couldn't get over their size and the fact that she really didn't need a bra to support them. When he reached out to fondle them, he realized that he could kiss and suck both her nipples at the same time if he pushed them together. This was impossible with Val, whose breasts were also gorgeous; but her breasts were smaller and tended to point away from one another, making what he could do with Julie impossible.
"I can kiss them too," Julie said sensually, pulling the free one to her mouth and nipping at it before slurping her pink tongue over the newly spiked tip.
Joe, impressed with her lasciviousness, decided to rush things instead of prolonging the foreplay, and pushed her gently back across his desk.
"No, not yet!" Julie screeched in protest, and twisted away from his clutching hands. Free of his grip, she went to her knees.
And looking up at him with her doe-like eyes she whispered sexily, "I want to suck you off." Then, breathing heavily, she began fumbling with the fly of his pants, and a moment later was pulling his slacks down to his knees.
Only moments after her pink tongue made contact with the head of his cock, Julie emitted a loud hiss, and sent her tongue swirling over his cockhead. With a low growl that sent a shiver down Joe's spine, she yanked him from her mouth, spit on the crown, and deep throated him.
Joe was aghast. Julie had never been this forceful with him before. She yanked him out again, seemingly studied his prick for a second or two, and then, with a look of triumph, spit on him again, then swallowed his entire member, flexing her throat as it rushed down her gullet; and with her free hand, she sent a finger into his ass.