DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead are coincidental. All persons depicted in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age and consenting adults. This story involves incest between cousins. If that's not your thing, then you should stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy yourself.
Again, I would like to give my deepest thanks to Dray26 for the input, kind words, and encouragement on my debut in fiction writing. Much appreciated.
This is the third and final of a three-part series. This is not a stand-alone story, you will need to read parts 1 and 2 to be able to follow the storyline. This is a full story that I sliced into 3 parts once it was done for your reading convenience. I hope you like it.
Enjoy the end of Trent and Cindy´s story.
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WORK JEANS
Monday was a busy day. Finally, the office was ready and Trent and Jean would be spending the day interviewing candidates.
She was wearing black color slacks and a loose blouse, a very conservative outfit, proper for the head of Human Resources. She still looked beautiful and sharp. She conducted herself in a very professional manner, contrary to what Trent was expecting. He let his guard down and actually enjoyed his time with her, like childhood friends.
Cindy was also very busy with the finishing touches, decorating and supervising the work on the phone lines, and networking for her own space. Cindy was done at noon, she hurried because she wanted to have lunch with Alma at least for the next few days.
She walked over to Trent's office to see if he wanted to go with her. She didn't know if she should text instead. Did Trent mind if she showed up unannounced or if he didn't like to be interrupted at work? She would have to find out eventually so she knocked.
"Come in!"
"Hi peep's, I'm just heading out to meet Alma for lunch and was wondering if you wanted to tag along."
"I would love to... hang on a sec", Tren't checked his agenda. "Sorry I have back-to-back calls until three, and the IT technician is coming at two. It's a busy day but say hi to Alma from me, please.
"Too bad, she asked three times for you during the morning, she really wanted you to come, I think she has a crush on her knight in shiny armor/ninja/John Wick."
"Ha ha, stop teasing me. Besides, the way you handed Price, I think she is in more than capable hands if push comes to shove."
"Do you want me to bring you lunch?"
"Nah! That's ok, I'll probably Uber something later."
"Ok, see you tonight, remember I'm cooking dinner tonight so get a salad or something light."
"Will do", then his phone rang. She waved goodbye and left the office.
Trent was answering some emails when Jean stepped into his office.
"Peeps? She asked inquisitively."
"Long story," he said bluntly avoiding the conversation.
"I'm going to order a salad, you want any?"
Sounds great thanks he said keeping his eyes on the monitor, I want a..."
"I'll get you the usual, don't worry, my treat". She sounded excited. "I'll let you know when the food arrives.
"Thanks."
Jean was determined to get Trent back, she opened an extra button and fixed her hair and makeup just like he liked.
Jean walked into Trent's office half an hour later. "Lunch is here."
"Thank you, I'm going to eat here in my office."
"Jean set the bag of food on the coffee table and sat on the couch. Do you mind if I eat with you, I'm only staying a week so I would like to take advantage of the little time we have, I need to discuss the candidates with you."
"And I need to go over the dress code and the uniforms."
"Uniforms?"
"Yes, NY culture is different than SF's. I would like to set up a meeting tomorrow morning at the Bizattire, the company that will be making the uniforms so we can pick and choose color and style. After that, we can reorder through their website."
"Do you need me to model any of the designs?"
Trent stopped typing for half a second, but long enough for Jean to notice and smile. He hated himself for that, he knew exactly what she was doing and he was letting her in his head. Was he really over her?
"Listen, Jean, stop with the games, stop teasing me, stop the innuendo, our relationship is over, your fault, my fault, whatever, it's no longer relevant, it's done."
Tears started falling from her eyes.
Fuck, he felt like an asshole, but why? he was sure he was being manipulated, but still it felt like crap.
"I'm sorry, I know I deserve most of it, but it still hurts like hell coming from your mouth," she said as she started wiping her eyes. She got up, smoothed her skirt with her hands, and avoiding eye contact grabbed her stuff and left his office.
"Wait Jean, Im, sorry!"
She stopped but she didn´t turn around. She stood there and said "It's ok, Im sorry too. Then she closed the door behind her, regained her posture, wiped the fake tears, and smiled. "Ok, Cindy, this game just started and you are going to lose whether he ends up with me or not. You will not get him".
DINNER AND ROLL TIDE
As Trent entered the apartment he could smell food cooking. Cindy was marinating meat, rubbing salt and spices on it. She was wearing the outfit she had the day he inadvertently spied on her.
"Welcome peeps, how was your day?"
"Very productive but I'm glad to be over with it. So what is all this?"
"I wanted to do something special to commemorate a month since we met. I'm going to be wearing the same thing you saw me dancing with that first time. I'm marinating some stakes like our first dinner. By the way, you are in charge of the grill and the stakes. And finally, we can have a shower together."
"I don feel so cheesy now," Trent said as he took a small box from his pocket. "I had this made for you."
"What is it? Is it jewelry? You shouldn't have."
"I couldn't help it."
She slowly untied the pink ribbon tied around de box. She had never received jewelry from a boyfriend. She was very surprised, she didn't even expect him to have this date on his radar. Cindy opened it slowly and burst out laughing as both of their nervousness was replaced by admiration and surprise.
Trent had commissioned a necklace with a golden pendant in the shape of a stapler.
"This is beautiful and hilarious at the same time Trent, I really love it."
She turned around and lifted her hair, motioning Trent to put it on her neck. It went all the way down to her chest, just an inch above her cleavage. She turned again to face him and gave him a big kiss as she caressed his dick.
He whispered into her ear, "I want you to send me a `pic´ later."
Trent fired up the grill and started with the vegetables Cindy prepared. Then as Trent started grilling the stakes, Cindy put on some music and started dancing for Trent's pleasure. Trent had trouble trying not to burn the steaks as he was very distracted with the performance.
The dance was becoming more sensual as she combined ballet choreography with stripper moves. Trent was mesmerized as the steaks were turning to charcoal. He took them off the grill, set them on a platter, and left them there as he marched into the dance floor with the sole intent of ravishing her.
Cindy was dancing with her eyes closed as she usually did. She had her leg over the railing, she had her left arm over her head, and swirled her torso in a circular motion.
Trent came from behind and put his hand on her right butt cheek. she opened her eyes and leaned back into him as he took his left hand and slid it down from her navel to her pussy and rubbed it gently over her panties eliciting a deep moan.
"I guess we are not eating right now."
"No, I'm eating alright!"
With that said Trent slid his arms between her legs and lifted her, and held her to the window in front of him. She was now sitting over his chest high on the ground with her legs dangling to the side of his shoulders and her crotch right in his face.
He started licking the fabric of the panties. She helped by grabbing it and pulling it aside giving him full access to her wetness.
She felt his strength under her body, and with her other hand grabbed onto his head and set the rhythm. Trent was getting aroused but his hands were glued to the glass and they would stay there so Cindy wouldn't fall. Cindy's hands were out of reach and her mind was leaving the galaxy right now, so his pleasure would have to wait.
Her legs tensed and squeezed his arms so hard that his hands started sliding together making a squeaky sound. When her orgasm erupted her body started buckling in his arms and before he lost control, he let her drop from to his chest and slide down on him until her pelvis was bumping into his crotch, the final twerks pressing into his erection. They embraced for a couple of minutes until she slid down to her knees.
"Oh my god! That was amazing" She said as she trembled uncontrollably, Cindy was fighting for every breath. I've never felt like this before. "Your turn big boy, but I have a confession to make, I've never done this to a guy before, at least not all the way to the end but with you, I want it all so no holding back Mr."
"Are you sure you want to do this? Cause Im wired up and ready to burst!"
With that, Cindy opened his trousers and released his throbber. She put her lips on the tip of his penis and slowly engulfed inch by inch until it reached the back of her throat and had to mimic the swallowing motion to get his whole length down her throat, she had never allowed anyone to go this deep so she was surprised she could suppress her gag reflex. Her lips were touching the base of his dick as her tongue lapped the underside of the intruder, then slowly reversed. She swallowed again and reversed, each time a little faster and tighter. Again and again, until Trent started regressing into a primal state. She was going fast by now, pumping and slurping but Trent's arousal levels weren´t fast enough so instinctively grabbed Cindy by her ponytail and started skull fucking her hard. It only took seconds, a couple of strokes for him to cum hard into Cindy's throat. After feeling his orgasm come to an end she pushed on his hips and grasped for air as the last few seconds she couldn't breathe.
Trent's legs buckled and he fell to the floor.
"That was... unexpected she said with a coy smile and a raspy voice as she wiped the excess liquids from the edge of her mouth.
"You... you ok?" He said as he gasped for air. "I'm sorry Cin, I hope I didn't hurt you! I lost it, I've never felt this wild before, I don't know what came over me."
"As blurry fast as my mouth was assaulted, I DO know what came over me," she said as she winked at him.
"Are you still hungry after this? I might have dropped a galón into your throat."
"Are you kidding? This was the entree. The meal has yet to come."
