Her shift finally ended, as Syn handed the keys to her Assistant Alexandra, which they all called Alex. Syn desperately wanted to ask her about the goings on around the place before she took it over, yet she didn't. A shower, breakfast and her bed was all she really cared about at the moment. "Have a good day Alex; don't forget the truck will be here at eleven sharp. Make sure Jimmy takes back all the damaged stuff in the backroom. I have it all tagged and signed for pick up today." With those words said, she pushed on the door and walked out into the warm bright sunlight. Heading for her car her mind replayed back the nights events; she shook her head as her unlocked her car and got into it.
Turning on the radio she slipped her favorite BB King CD in and headed home. Not bothering looking back in her mirror, she took no notice to a truck that was following her. Each turn she made, the truck following her made. It shadowed her until she pulled into her driveway and parked. Syn just happened to catch it, slowing down a bit, and then watched as it pulled into the side dirt road along her property line. Not really caring, she unlocked her front door and closed it behind her as she sighed softly and leaned against the backside of the wooden door. Long slender fingers fumbled with the ties of her white Filas as she pulled them from her feet tossing them aside by the door. Syn made a beeline right for the kitchen as she rummaged the fridge for a few pieces of fruit, and poured herself a glass of orange juice.
Taking the juice, as well as the fruit, she padded up the stairs to her bedroom, and sat everything down on the dresser as she began to undress. Her shirt was tossed quickly, as was her bra, making the clothing basket in one shot. Lying back on her bed, she undid her pants as she wormed her way out of them, and kicked them to the floor. Her heart raced for a split second as she remembered that her panties were torn from her. Last time she could recall them, they were left on the floor at the store. "Damn it!" she groaned, thinking that Alex would find them, and she would have to explain those now. Her eyes closed for a brief minute as she felt her pink ring burn, sending a sharp pain through her body. "It could have been worse", she had said out loud. It could have been Brent's cock taking her ass and not Joe's.
Syn pushed herself up from the bed as she made her way into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Shaking her head at what she seen looking back at her, she reached over into the shower and turned on the knobs for water, arching her back as she pulled the shower knob up and waited for the hot water to flow. The steam began to fill the room as she stepped in pulling the etched glass door over enclosing her as the hot water cascaded over her body. Soaping up the mesh ball with a jasmine scented gel she began scrubbing her body hard and fast. It wasn't so much as she felt dirty but more so the feeling of Joe. She didn't care for him since her eyes first laid sight upon him. Bad vibe, instinct, woman's intuition, what ever it's called, she felt it. Syn scrubbed herself till she was red, and then rinsed the soap from her flesh. Quickly she shampooed her hair then rinsed it out as well.
She reached forth and shut off the flowing water as her fingers slid the door aside. As she went to take that step out to grab her towel, she noticed there was a hand holding it to her. Quickly she pulled back and panicked, then heard a familiar deep laugh. "Baby; guess who...?", he spoke out to her in a deep voice. Syn stepped out as she grabbed the towel from his hands, partially upset that he entered her home, partly because he had to have followed her home, and she had no idea if he had Joe with him. "I think you left these behind baby ... I figured you wanted me to keep them as a souvenir right?" He swirled the ripped silk panties around his index finger then tucked them back into his pocket. "What? Not happy to see me?"
Her eyes glanced about him, wrapping that fluffy pink towel quickly around her tightly. Water was running down her body trailing along from her hair causing her flesh to glisten even more as the sunlight shone through the window. Brent leaned in and kissed her lips softly, those warm breaths against her soft wet skin; her eyes closed kissing back. Breaking the kiss she looked around again, "He with you?"
His brow rose as he scooped her up into his muscular arms and kissed her lips hard and deep with a heated passion. Breaking the kiss, he turned and looked which way to walk, taking a guess as he found her bedroom. Brent placed her on the center of the bed and laid her out.
Syn watched him, her eyes upon him, running along his body, meeting his eyes of green. His eyes seemed soft, his body smelled fresh and clean. Syn felt him move upon the bed as he knelt between her legs, which parted with his help. She felt his fingers curling tighter as he split her thighs open fully. "Baby; such a beautiful, sweet cunt you have, one that I now own; right Baby?" His eyes met hers as he spoke. His head leaned down as he blew a soft breath between her parted folds. Brent had a passion for a shaven snatch, one where you could see everything before you, with no stray hairs. He didn't even care from a trimmed bush. He liked 'em clean and young looking. "Baby; tell Master you're His. Let me hear those words from those sweet cocksucking lips."
"I am yours, Master," Syn spoke with soft words. Syn heard the metal teeth of his zipper begin to undo as she looked down seeing his hands parting his pants open. Once again that 'V' shape was seen. His hard stiff prick leaped from his tight jeans. Brent didn't have anything on under his jeans, as she saw his trimmed brown patch of hair above his cock. A touch of hair was there just to add to the look of that long thick prick. His hands moved to his hips as he wiggled the jeans from his waist and down his thighs. He stood up and stepped from them. His rigid cock bounced in every direction as he tugged the ends of his jeans off, lifting one foot at a time till they were shed. That flesh pouch swayed back and forth between his muscular thighs. Syn's mouth watered and her cunt grew wet looking at that amazing man before her. She knew he was bad; but that only drew her to him even more.
Brent pulled his shirt off and tossed it down upon his pants. He lusted after this older woman before him; the one that just admitted her own submission to him from her beautiful lips. Brent placed his hands alongside her head. His body began to move forward. She felt his breath upon her face as his head leaned in, his lips brushing hers for a soft kiss. Her mouth opened as the kiss quickly deepened. At that precise moment she felt the head of his cock enter her hole. He teased in, and back out with that mushroom-shaped head only. Her whimpers released to his mouth as her eyes closed. The kiss lingered as their tongues danced that tango between them. Syn's eyes suddenly popped open as she felt his hard prick thrust right in her depths. She cried out as her back arched, his mouth muffling it as he pressed to hers, harder.
Syn closed her eyes once again as she felt his full weighted balls slapping her cunt as he began a series of steady thrusts. Her body was pushed upwards on the bed as she heard him grunt, feeling his cock pierce her to the bone. Her head turned as the kiss broke, her body being brought back as his wrists pressed back on her shoulders. She was caught between his piercing cock and strong arms. Syn felt the way his kisses were tender as his lips roamed her neck, her throat, across her upper chest above her breasts. Every now and then his warm most lips would suckle an erect pink nub, pull it, and then release it. He made love to her for the first time. He wasn't the ruffian he had been to her the evening before.
Her body gave in to him. She felt herself move in sync with her, now, Master. Syn wasn't naive to the lifestyle of BDSM by far. She could be the perfect submissive to the right one. She was letting this go as a trial run to see what he wanted from her. Her appetite for sex constantly needed to be fed. Her kinks were many and her limits were few.
He thrust hard into her as she felt his hot load explode within her. She felt those sudden spurts of his hot cream, as it coated her inner walls. Syn held back; she wasn't in the mood to cum yet. Her body was tired. Brent looked down upon her, kissing her lips as his hips thrust into her getting that last bit of seed out. Lifting his head, he looked to her eyes, "Baby, you didn't get off did you?"
Syn wasn't sure to lie or tell the truth; she told the truth. "No Sir, I didn't cum. I'm really tired. It felt good but I have been up for over 24 hrs." Her eyes were showing she wasn't lying as he looked within them.
"Baby, its good; I understand. I have something planned for you tonight. I'm hoping you will be a good kitten and make me proud of you. Get some sleep baby; I'm going to cuddle you close and lay with you."
His limp cock slipped from her soaked cunt, feeling his seed run from her as he pulled back and out. His body moved from hers as he lay on his side beside her, his lips to her ear. "Roll over baby, put that sexy ass against me." Brent helped her roll as she pressed her ass against his limp cum coated cock. Her eyes closed as his arm went about her, his fingers teased a nip between them as they drifted to sleep.
