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The Menage Menagerie
By J.L. Dillard
CHAPTER ONE
The morning started out as a passionate smoldering flame of lustful desire. Jonathan and Dana had made love on the kitchen counter before he’d left for the office and it was all he could think about to get back home to her. Jonathan Rutherford sat behind his enormous Art Deco desk, a plastered smile carved on his face, and a blistering fire burning in his loins. Dana had swarmed into his office like a damsel in distress, transforming into a seductive gem of kryptonite, leaving him weak and breathless. As he twirled the engraved felt tipped pen between his fingers, images of his wife’s earlier visit replayed in his head like a favorite rerun.
After his secretary, Dorothy, showed Dana inside, he hadn’t thought her visit peculiar until she locked the door behind her. The seductive gaze of her dark-brown eyes and the confidence in which she strode across the room, told him this was not your everyday run of the mill visit. Jonathan sensed the urgency and held his breath, preparing himself for whatever she had in mind.
Dana looked dashing in a spaghetti strap pink dress with thigh-high slits on both sides and matching open-toed high heeled sandals. Her curvy thick hips and finely toned legs accentuated her beautiful ensemble, down to her perfect French pedicured toes. Jonathan admired every curve, every sway, and his dick got hard at the thought of having her next to him. Dana’s curly black hair had been blown straight and hung loosely on her shoulders. The allure of her sexuality captured his gaze immediately. Her almond shaped eyes had been brushed lightly with eye shadow, her plump lips glossed to near perfection. She was ready for him.
“Hi baby,” he salivated, fingering his neatly trimmed goatee. “To what do I owe this visit?”
“I’m sorry for the impromptu meeting,” Dana cooed and tossed her purse in the chair. “I needed to speak to you about something very important, Mr. Rutherford.” She rounded the desk and positioned her body until she stared into his light-brown eyes. “I hope this isn’t a bad time.”
Jonathan swallowed with nervousness and the heavenly scent of his wife’s perfume was intoxicating and driving him crazy. He wanted to reach out and spread her body over his desk and pump her with his rock-hard thickness, but he would follow her lead. “Not at all,” he smiled and tried to stay focused. “What can I help you with today?”
Dana cradled his handsome face and traced his lips with her fingers before she kissed him. She felt his arms go around her waist and in one swift motion, pushed him away and eased from his grasp. She sat on his desk, acting as though she was appalled with his forwardness. “Mr. Rutherford, please, I’m here to speak to you about a serious business matter. I would appreciate if you could keep your hands to yourself.” She watched him, her body eager to pounce and devour him like a wounded prey. His smoldering eyes darted back and forth and the lust was evident. He wanted her. She crossed her legs in slow motion, revealing she wasn’t wearing any panties.
Jonathan cleared his throat and tried to concentrate. “I’m all ears. What would you like to speak to me about?” he asked with a faint chuckle and leaned back in the chair. The aroma of her sex brought him to full arousal and he shifted in his chair. He wondered how long she would torture him, even more, how long could he play this game of charades.
“For starters,” she purred and fell to her knees. “I’m going to suck your dick, Mr. Rutherford. I’m going to suck your dick so good and I promise you, your eyes will roll in the back of your head.”
Jonathan’s eyes widened with excitement. He had never witnessed his wife like this before outside their bedroom, and he was both shocked and ecstatic. Dana’s hands roamed over his chest and down his stomach until she reached his pants. He wasn’t sure she’d go through with this pretense until he heard the snaps of his button and zipper open. He cast a warning stare and she continued on her journey.
“Are you sure you want to take this to the next level?”
Dana answered his question by reaching inside his boxers and sucking his thick chocolaty manhood into her greedy mouth. He gripped the arms of the chair and she felt him struggle for control. It enthralled her even more, performing such an act in a public place. All her life, she had been timid and decided just this once to shuck the good girl image and do something totally out of the ordinary.
Stunned by her devil may care attitude, Jonathan closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride. His hips thrust slowly at first and before he knew what was happening, he had slammed his dick into the back of her throat. The chair squeaked and he held her head in place, watching his long, hard shaft disappear into her greedy mouth. She opened to him, taking all of him and swallowing him each time. His body felt as though it was on fire, shooting flames of heat coursing through him like a rocket.
“Dana, baby,” he whimpered, unable to say more.
“Relax,” Dana whispered to him and went back to work. She felt his dick throb and licked the tip of his swollen mushroom head. His thighs trembled and she knew it wouldn’t be long. She squeezed the base of his dick and sucked him in deep before sucking his balls into her mouth. Pleasure is what she sought and she had no doubt she would give it to him.
Jonathan obeyed her command and allowed the uninhibited fantasies to make their way to the forefront of his mind. He could see the beautiful legs, round supple ass as he pounded it into submission. He bit his bottom lip while he fucked his wife’s mouth. His desires catapulted him into stratosphere and he didn’t feel a twinge of guilt for telling his wife about his fantasy. He wanted to watch another woman lie between his wife’s legs and eat her pussy. This fantasy combined with Dana on her knees giving him the wildest blowjob ever sent him toward a rapturous orgasm.
“Fuck!” His eyes fluttered opened before closing again. He didn’t know how she did it, but she always managed to bring him near his peak without sending him over the cliff before she was ready. It had been a long, hard morning, and watching his wife on her knees, serving him well, promised to make his afternoon go by faster.
“Damn baby.”
“I like when you’re this turned on,” Dana whispered. She reveled in the knowledge of giving the perfect blowjob, learning her skills by watching gay men suck dick. It was a secret fetish her husband knew nothing about.
Jonathan shouted out loud and watched her head bounce up and down like a bobblehead doll on his dick. He hoped his secretary didn’t get suspicious and come knocking. He pushed back the fallen strands of hair gathered around her face and begged her not to stop. Writhing in the sweet agony, he lost all control. Dana was in a zone, the way her tongue glided across his mushroom head pulling him in once more. He was toppling over the cliff when he heard her question. His eyes flew open and he stared down at her. “What did you say?” he stammered.
“Would you like to act out the fantasy you’ve been dreaming about?” Dana asked and lowered her lashes. She had him right where she wanted him and before he could answer, her mouth was on his dick again, continuing its assault.
Jonathan was floored, but had no time to respond. Dana was relentless in her pursuit, her lips and mouth working in unison, the tip of his dick tickling the back of her throat. A powerful surge ripped through him and exploded, sweat trickling down his spine and try as he might, he couldn’t hold on any longer. “Dana, baby, fuck, I’m cumin,” he gasped. She didn’t let up and he warned of the consequences if she continued. He squeezed his eyes tight, his lips parted with delight as his body splintered, shooting his load into her mouth. His body shuddered one last time before going limp with exhaustion.