Chapter 9: Tricks And Treats (Part 1)
Cori entered the house and realized she had probably three hours before Ty and Harris would be home. Time to herself was rare and precious and she quickly plotted out a plan. Even though she was exhausted, she would go for a jog. Sex was great exercise, but a good 3-mile run was one of the tenants of her regimen that helped with her stamina and overall lean, hard-bodied tone. Then, she'd come back and take a nice hot bath. That should leave about an hour and a half for a much-needed nap.
She wasted no time removing her clit and nipple rings and changing into her jogging clothes. The rain had cleared and it had turned into a nice afternoon. When she was jogging for an audience, she would typically wear a low-cut tank top and a pair of short shorts with the top rolled down to reveal her thong. But since there was no purpose to this jog other than exercise, she put on a black sports bra and a pair of gray athletic shorts. True to her wardrobe, the shorts were shorter and tighter than most girls would wear and they hugged her round ass nicely, but they were far from slutty or scandalous and they were actually pretty comfortable to run in. She put her hair in a ponytail and did a few quick stretches before setting out at a light pace, jogging through the neighborhood that was still quite new to her.
She liked this area. It was typically suburban, with green lawns even this late in the fall and well-taken care of houses. It was a pretty, quiet neighborhood. She could see herself settling down someplace like this. She wondered if her house was the only one with a strip club in the basement, chuckling at the answer she already knew.
She picked up speed, enjoying the chance to really stretch it out, feeling her body work in other ways, using muscles she didn't necessarily get to use when she was on her knees or back. She worked up a good sweat and felt good all over despite the various small bruises and tend spots that had come from no particular roughness, but were inevitable in a 13-man gang bang, followed by an orgy in a strip club. That was a lot for even Cori's body to take in one day.
As she finished her run, she sprinted hard to the house. As she passed the neighbor's house, she noticed a figure in the garage. She glanced over and saw the old man whom she had flashed earlier in the driveway on her way to work. She waved and smiled, just then noticing that he had a camera pointed directly at her. Unbelievable, she thought. At what age did guys stop getting all hot and bothered? She laughed at herself. Let the old man have his jollies, she thought. She pretended not to notice the camera and finished her run. She always finished a run with a little walking and stretching. This time, she made sure she did it where the old man could get a good shot. She wasn't worried about him uploading any pictures on the internet, and even if they did, they would be far less embarrassing than some of the things already posted. She bent over and touched her toes a couple of times, then smiled over her shoulder, waved and bound into the house, smiling at the thought of having made the old man's day. Next time she'd wear the tube top and short shorts for him.
She quickly washed her hair, getting the cum out of it finally, and then filled the tub with hot water and bubbles, letting her muscles relax. She closed her eyes and for once was motionless. It was so rare for her to have these moments any more. Oh, how she cherished the ones she got. She forced herself not to think about work and the Halloween party and all that she had planned. Instead, she found herself thinking about Ben and John back in Georgia, Tony, the sweet cabbie who had saved her in ass -- literally -- in San Diego, her friend Gerald in St. Thomas. They were all fine men. John was like the father she never had, Ben like a big brother. Gerald was like a little brother and Tony, well, he was simply a knight in shining armor as far as she was concerned. They all meant a lot to her and she missed them all. But she was thankful for Ty, with his big smile, bigger cock and huge heart. She knew they'd always be friends and that he'd always have her back. She always felt safe -- and often horny -- with him, no matter how hard he banged her. There was no one she trusted more.
Harris, well, she trusted him too. There was little attraction there on her end. He was a nice man and she enjoyed making him happy and appreciated all he did for her. She liked that there were no games or hidden agendas with him. He was up front and to the point about everything. It was always clear what he wanted and what he would offer in return. In Cori's world, having someone so consistent was a rare and valuable thing.
Then there was Harold, the gruff security guard who seemed to have a kind soul and sharp mind. He reminded her of John from the body shop, an older man she could trust, she thought. They weren't nearly as close as she was with John, but she liked him and felt like she could confide in him.
And there was Wes. Why couldn't she stop thinking about him? Why did she hate seeing him fuck Penny and why did she cum so readily when he fucked her? He was average looking at best, with an average cock. He was quiet, but she sensed he was smart, thoughtful, a young man with much more to offer than perhaps anyone saw. What made her sense that, she didn't know. For all she knew, he was a pipsqueak pervert with no ambition, no personality and no cares in the world. Somehow, though, she didn't think so. Other than Douglas, none of the others at work interested her. Barry seemed two-faced and self-centered, Jason was very cocky, Greg was a bit dim seemed to follow whatever Jason did. Even Douglas didn't interest her in any way but his looks. But Wes, well there was a man she wanted to know more about. And she thought she knew how.
She got out of the tub and checked the clock. Still time for a nap. She dried off and jumped naked into bed, falling asleep in a matter of minutes. She woke up to the phone ringing, groggy at first. She realized it was dark outside and wondered why no one was answering it.
"Hey baby," she heard Harris on the other line. "Whatcha doing?"
"Just taking a nap," Cori said. "I'm in bed. Naked. Where are you?"
"Oh, you know how to hurt a guy," he chuckled, no doubt picturing his plaything naked and waiting for him. "I can't make it tonight. I have to go down to Charlotte for a meeting tomorrow. I'm half way there now. I'll be back tomorrow afternoon though. I expect lots of tricks and lots of treats."
"You got it," Cori giggled. She told him all about her day, Penny, Peaches, the gang bang, leaving out no details. He had agreed to this whole deal, so the only way she got in trouble, she figured, is if she lied. And she didn't want to lie to Ty or Harris about anything. They were her allies, the ones she could trust here. Harris wasn't the least bit upset, she could tell. When they hung up, she called Ty's cell phone.
"Hey," he said. "I was just about to call you. You want Chinese or Italian tonight? Dinner's on me."
"Chinese," Cori said. "Can you just bring it home. I'm not dressed, I just woke up from a nap and I have a lot to do for tomorrow. Maybe we can just stay in tonight?"
"I was thinking the same thing," Ty said. "You say you aren't dressed?"
"Completely nude," Cori giggled.
"Well, don't put on too much," Ty said. "I'll help you with whatever you need, but if I have you to myself all night, well, I have some needs too."
"Oh, I know all about your needs," Cori laughed. "Don't worry, I'm all rested up."
Cori got up and fixed her hair and applied a bit of makeup, using some of it to cover up a couple of the more noticeable bruises left over from the day's many activities. Her body had been pulled and poked and squeezed all day, so she went for comfort in her attire. It was a cool evening, so she put on a purple sweater that was tight like Ty would like, but also was soft on her skin. It had an extra wide neck line that left her shoulders bare and she shoved the top down so that her cleavage was visible. Her nipples dented the fabric, which wrapped around the underside of her breasts, clung to her tummy and ended with a snug fit at the top of her ass crack. She then added a pair of thigh-high white tube socks that had little purple stripes around the top. For once, she wore no heels. She was in comfort mode. Soft socks, soft sweater. But she knew Ty wouldn't be disappointed. This outfit drew extra attention to her legs and ass while the sight of big breasts in snug-fitting sweaters seemed to drive men crazy. And access couldn't be easier -- he could fuck her without her taking anything off if he wanted to.
