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I pondered over the weekend what I should when I arrived at work on Monday after witnessing the events on Friday.
Was calling the police an option I should consider, or take things into my own hands and stop it before it begins?
I didn't sleep well Sunday night; I was up way too early Monday morning. I showered and headed down to the restaurant for breakfast. The staff were laying out the last of the table settings as I walked in. A young waiter greeted me at the door, asked my room number then showed me to a table.
The wait then asked if I wanted to see a menu or have the buffet. I said I would use the buffet. The young man nodded and went on his way. I helped myself to a little of everything they had on offer and sat back at my table. Slowly I began to make my way through the food.
My mind was churning over what action I should take that I hadn't noticed the restaurant filling up. Realising I was surrounded by chattering people, I finished off my coffee and the last slice of toast and left.
I was the first to turn up at the security office. The guard on duty checked my details then handed over the keys to the office. He said my swipe card was with my secretary that needed to be signed and activated.
I dropped my gear off at my desk and got a pot of coffee on the go.
I stood by the office window, looking out over the work site for what seemed an age. The splutter of the coffee machine snapped me out of my trans like state.
I poured a coffee and sat at the desk. I went through the draws to see where everything was when an idea popped into my head. I rang down to the security office. I informed them that every head contractor was to come a see me the moment they arrived.
No sooner had I set the phone down, a woman walked into the office. She introduced herself as Gina, my secretary and asked if I needed anything. I said I had everything and asked if she'd like a coffee. She looked surprised, then told me how she took it.
As I handed her the coffee, the first foreman came into the office. I explained that all supply requests must now go through me for approval, with no exceptions. I did this to every head contractor, then Ralf came in. His face dropped when I explained what I wanted. He didn't say a word, then left.
It was close to midday when I was inspecting work completed on one of the blocks with two contractors and signing it off. The two contractors and I entered the lobby to the block when I saw Markus and Sofia milling around outside. They were admiring the topiary bushes that line the path.
I told the contractors to take a long lunch break and sent them on their way.
I approached Markus and Sofia, pretending not to know who they were. Markus again was dressed in a perfectly cut suit. Light blue with faint white stripes. Sofia was in a full-length red coat, a short red dress with matching high heel shoes. There seemed to be a raised pattern on the dress, like piping. She was also much smaller and thinner than I figured as I stood next to her.
They introduced themselves and began to ask questions about the work and me. I figured that Ralf must have called them to explain the deal was off and why. Now Markus was here; I suspect to see if I was the kind of person who would cut a deal.
All this time, Sofia stood close, looking me up and down. I was almost a foot taller than her, and she was in heels.
I made an offer to walk them through the block I had just inspected. I pointed out features that had upgrades, but they weren't interested.
I took them up to the garden that was the roof where gardeners had finished plating flowers and shrubs.
I took Markus and Sofia to the picnic area, which has vine-covered trellis on four sides for wind protection.
My phone sudden buzzed as we sat at one of the picnic tables. A friend had sent me one of his dad jokes. I was about to put my phone away but paused for a moment, but placed it on my clipboard instead.
We chatted for a while, but then Markus began to hint at making a deal. I pretended not to know what he was alluding to. I was trying to get him to ask me directly about making a deal. Finally, Markus tells me straight that he wants to make a deal.
Sofia suddenly perked up. She had until then looked disinterested in anything said.
I smiled and said I would have to consider the deal. I couldn't say yes on the spot without working out if there were any pitfuls he hadn't foreseen.
Markus grasped the table and leant back, obviously frustrated that I didn't jump at the chance. Sofia placed a hand on his and smiled.
Markus then nodded; Sofia stood up and made her way to the end of the table.
Markus then said softly, "I am an honourable man. As such, a perk will be that you can fuck Sofia".
I stood up next to Sofia, trying to look shocked that he would make such a bargain. I looked down at her for a moment as she smiled back at me.
"Are you serious? You want me to fuck your wife?" I asked, looking at Markus; he just nodded.
Sofia placed a hand on my arm, then she said with a smile, "I want you to fuck me".
I took a deep breath and stood there for a moment. I reached up and removed Sofias' coat off. I folded it up and placed it on the seat next to Markus. I slowly ran my hands down Sofias' arms before slowly turning her around. Taking hold of the zip, I slowly pulled it down. My hands then ran up her bare back to her shoulders and slipped the dress off.
It fell to the floor in a heap. Sofia stepped out of it; picking it up, I placed it on top of her coat. I once again ran my hands over Soifas' back. Her skin was soft and silky smooth.
All Sofia had on under the dress was a pair of flesh-coloured tights. I knelt behind Sofia and ran my hands up her legs and over her arse. I caressed her cheeks for a moment before standing.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" I whispered in her ear.
"Yes", she replied softly, turning slightly to look at me.
I placed a hand gently on Sofias' back and looked at Markus as I slowly bent Sofia over the table. I ran my hand down her back and over her arse once more. With one sudden tug, I ripped open her tights.
Sofia gasped and spread her legs. I stood to one side of Sofia and placed a hand on the small of her back. My other hand slowly moved between her thighs and over her pussy. It was warm; her clit was standing proud and firm to the touch. I slowly stroked it, making small circles around it.
I could hear her moan and gasp as my finger would touch her in just the right place.
She became wet quickly, so I gently pushed a finger into her pussy. It was tight; Sofia groaned as it slid in deeper. I moved my hand from her back and grasped her arse cheek, spreading it slightly. I was now able to move my hand freely. I slowly moved my hand back and forth, fucking her with my finger.
"Fuck, Yes!" Sofia exclaimed.
I slowly built up speed until I could no faster. Sofias' thrashed about as she groaned in delight. Her pussy got tighter and tighter; she slumped down onto the table. I noticed one of her legs now started to shake.
I quickly pulled out my finger. I once again knelt behind Sofia. With both hands, I spread her arse cheeks wide apart. Then I and placed my mouth over her pussy. My tongue flicked over her clit.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed out.
Her legs shook as I listened to her now groan. I pulled my mouth away from her pussy and stood slowly. I undid the belt, then my trousers letting them fall around my ankles. I looked down at Sofia on the table. Her head was flat on the table facing Markus. Her arms were on either side of her head as if surrendering.
I looked over at Markus as I pulled down my boxer shorts, my stiff cock springing up in front of me. Markus glances at my cock then stared me in the eyes. I take a step forward and grasp Sofia by the hips. Markus looks down at Sofia as I guide my cock to her pussy.
I pause for a moment; I then thrust my cock deep into her. Sofia raises her head from the table and gasps as she looks back at me. I thrust my cock into her hard again. She looks at Markus with wide-open eyes.
"When you said I could fuck your wife. Was this what you pictured?" I said to Markus as I thrust hard into Sofia once more.
Sofia groaned with each thrust. Her hands now gripped the sides of the table tightly. I couldn't hold back; I now grunted with each thrust.
Her pussy gripped me like it wasn't going to let me go. My thrusts began to quicken.
"Tell your husband what I'm doing to you, Sofia", I said between grunts.
"He's....... He's fucking me hard", She gasped.
I continued for a few moments more before whipping my cock from her. I gently pulled Sofia to her feet and spun her around. I lifted her onto the table and grabbed her legs by the ankles. As I lifted her legs high, she laid back on the table. I ran my hand down her legs to her thighs. Grasping them, I pulled her arse to the edge of the table. My hands return to her ankles. I spread my arms wide apart, spreading Sofias' legs at the same time.
Once again, I stepped forward and presented my cock to her pussy. I pushed myself into her, greeted with a low, long groan. Sofia reached out to Markus and grabbed his hand. She looked back at me as I began to work my cock in and out of her. She gasped as she bounced off each thrust. I again quickened my pace; Sofias' gasps kept in time. I could feel I was close to cuming. By the way, Sofia was grasping my cock with her pussy and gasping; she wasn't far behind.
"Make me cum!...Make me cum", Sofia screamed at me.
Her legs started to shake in my hands; her back arched as she cried out, "Fuck yes!....Oh fuck".
Sofias' pussy gripped my cock hard. I couldn't hold back any longer; with one hard push, I thrust my cock as deep as I could into Sofia.
"Tell Markus what I'm doing", I demanded.
"God, he's cuming.....He's cuming in me", Sofia gasped.
Once I could cum no more, my cock began to wither and soon fell from Sofia. I breathlessly lowered Soifas' legs and pulled up my boxers, then my trousers. I fumbled doing them up, weak and delirious with pleasure. My cum was starting to ooze out of her pussy. As I staggered over to collect my clipboard and phone. I leant over the table a placed gentle kiss on Sofias' forehead. I turned and began to walk away slowly.
"Do we have a deal?" Markus called out as I headed away from the table.
"I recorded our entire conversation. From when you laid out what deal you wanted to make. And, briding me with the offer to fuck your wife. We'll never speak off this matter again. Otherwise, I'll hand the recording over to the police", I said. |
