"Come in!" Sam called. Kate pushed open the big oak door. Sam was sitting behind his desk.
She ran over to him… "Oh Sam… Sam…" she cried, tears streaming down her face. Sam got up and came around the desk to meet her.
"My, my…" he said… "And on your birthday, too… By the way, I'm going to have all those presents put away for you in a special room… You can use them as you like. Now what's the trouble?"
Kate clung to his neck letting all the words tumble out quickly… that she had to leave Tim, divorce him… that she had no idea what she was doing or what was to become of her, but that she knew that Sam would help her… even if she had behaved like a common slut the night before… surely he would help her.
Sam sat her down on his sofa and brought out the brandy. "First of all, let me tell you that you behaved just as I wanted you to behave last night. You were beautiful, more beautiful than ever. I want you, Kate… You must know that by now… and I won't let Tim be a problem to you or to me. I've dealt with Aries rams before!"
Kate sat sipping the brandy… she was beginning to feel secure again. The reassuring tone of Sam's voice droned on and on in her head and the surrounding of books and papers all served to calm her considerably.
"And you will travel everywhere that I go… be my, shall we say, special assistant? You will have as much money as you need to keep you happy, clothes, friends, position… It's a nice life… Parties like last night's, celebrities, fun and games… Will you do it? There may be things that are difficult for you in the beginning, but after a while it will all be smooth sailing!"
"Yes… yes… I want to do that!" Kate said… "Yes!"
"Well, think about it… I insist… come and tell me tomorrow… about this same time… All right?"
"All right," Kate agreed reluctantly.
Sam helped her up and took her in his arms, squeezing her tightly to his body. His cock rose against her belly as he pressed her closer and closer to him, rubbing her crotch against its hardness.
"Come tomorrow, my love… I'll be waiting for you with this." His cock executed a jerk against her warm, now friendly pussy and she could feel the outline of it clearly. She blushed a deep red as the juices began to trickle unashamedly down between her thighs. Why did she have to wait until the next day, she wondered, when she wanted to be with him right then, right that moment.
"Now, run along… I've some work to do… See you tomorrow!" Sam escorted her to the door and ushered her out, kissing her gently on the neck before she left.
The following day at the appointed time, Kate went to Sam's study. She felt very composed that day and sure of her decision. She had spent the night alone in the room that contained her birthday presents, sleeping until late that morning. It had been wonderful being alone. She had been able to think things out clearly for the first time in a long time. She had carefully avoided running into Tim. She hoped that he would just leave.
It was with relief that she realized that she felt no allegiance whatsoever to her husband. Sam was the man who occupied most of her thoughts. Even though she was still confused about his sexual habits, she kept remembering how it felt to be alone with him. How thoughtful he was and how handsome… all those presents! She had tried everything on several times before going to sleep and unbeknownst to her, Sam Dagon had spent a short while watching her from behind the two, way mirror before going to his own bedroom.
Now Kate waited patiently for Sam to answer her knock. She was wearing one of the new dresses she had bought at Magnin's… a short jumper with long sleeves and a low plunging neckline that showed off the voluptuous blossoming of her creamy breasts. She wanted to look her best for Sam to keep him wanting her as long as possible.
He came to the door and let her in. The sight of him sent little ripples of excitement scurrying over her and she could feel her skin breaking out in goose-bumps.
"Come in, darling," Sam said. "Come into the alcove."
Kate followed him into the spacious alcove of the library where a large studio couch stood against the wall. It was minutes before she was completely undressed and in Sam's arms.
"Oh, Sam… oh darling…" she cried out, trembling in Sam's strong arms.
She felt the leather of the couch, cool on her naked skin, as the somber light made shadowy shapes of their coupling bodies. The soft sounds of their lovemaking grew to crescendo pitch and eventually the room fairly rocked with lewd grunts and groans as Sam's cock dipped hungrily in and out of her receptive cunt. It felt even more wonderful than she had remembered, filling her, satisfying her so completely that she burst into tears.
"Oh, Sam… oh darling…" she cried out, raising herself up to him as he lay on top of her spent body. "You're wonderful… so wonderful! And I want to be with you always…"
"Will you do just as I say at all times?" Sam asked her.
Kate hesitated, thinking of Tule Hasan and his agent… she still couldn't quite accept what had happened, even though she had tried to rationalize the whole thing.
"There is nothing wrong with the human body, my love… and I believe in enjoying its pleasure to the fullest. You will have to go along with me on this if we're going to be a team! Not only go along, love… but I'll be expecting you to take the initiative on certain occasions!"
His rock-hard penis executed a little jump at the farthest end of her filled vagina, causing Kate to moan with the renewed excitation of her womb. She felt so wet and warm between her legs, where she could feel the seeping of Sam's sperm mingled with her own lubricating fluids. Sam's hairy chest tickled at her hard nipples, his body hot against hers. She was intoxicated by his powerful aura, his expert lovemaking. At that moment she was beginning to think that she would be able to do anything he asked her to do… anything at all.
"I'll try…" she whispered, pulling him closer to her. Her hands played up and down his back enjoying the hard muscles beneath the smooth tawny skin. "Oh, God," she thought… "I love him. I really love him!"
Sam playfully withdrew his enormous member from its snug confines, holding it just outside of Kate's tingling cunt, then he pushed it all the way in, until its full length was imbedded to the hilt in her velvety depths. The entrance of his cock made a soft wet noise as it slid into the moist passageway.
"Umph!" Kate grunted, lust flowing fast through her veins as once more she wrapped her long sensuous legs around Sam's back, drawing him in, locking him to her wide-stretched crotch.
Long, smooth strokes, hard and swift, poking into her as though he were churning butter with his cock… Sam fucked her well, but his mind was elsewhere. Without losing a stroke, he reached out behind the couch and pressed a buzzer. If this worked, he knew there would be no turning back for Kate and he could count on her.
Kate looked up through blurry eyes, red and swollen from the exertions of lovemaking.
"Dot!" Her first impulse was to jump up and scratch the French girl's eyes out, but she held herself back. Sam must have asked her to come here… but while they were making love!? Kate had gotten half-dressed by the time the girl came in, wearing nothing but her panties and a bra, both of matching cream-colored satin… presents from Sam, and Sam was sitting behind his desk wearing his black silk lounging robe and smoking a cigar.
Dot looked at Kate and with her usual good nature, smiled and said, "Bonjour!" Then she let off a stream of French to Sam that Kate's high school French could not follow. Sam answered her briefly and nodded toward Kate.
Kate thought she was going to explode from anger if someone didn't explain something in English soon. Perhaps Dot was here to apologize to her about Tim… Well, it no longer mattered… she wanted to hear nothing about Tim… nothing whatsoever!
"Kate, darling," Sam said. "This will be more in the order of a lesson than anything else… of course, you can make of it what you like… but I want you to retain what is going to happen so that you will be able to do this yourself in the future!"
"What? Do what?" Kate asked. She had been sitting in a chair facing the desk and now she pulled herself up halfway, the tendons in her hands standing out tautly as she gripped the arms of the chair.
"A little diversion…" Sam said… "With Dot."
"Sam," Kate swallowed hard. "If you mean what I think… I thought…" she stuttered weakly. "I'm sorry but I-I just can't…"
Sam stood up, pulling his robe belt tight around him.
"Of course you can… You just told me you could do anything for me!"
"But I didn't mean…"
A menacing glare transformed Sam's usually peaceful features and Kate felt suddenly cold. How could everything crumble like this so suddenly?
"I thought we had made an arrangement!" Sam said with mock sadness. "I'm disappointed in you."
Kate's head began to ache and her chills had turned to hot flashes.
Dot stood by watching impassively. She found it very amusing. Sam certainly did have some entertaining ideas… first the husband and now the wife!
Kate lowered her head, and when she raised it again her eyes were glistening with tears. She looked at Dot with her mouth open, but no words came. They were both waiting for her to say something. She felt as though a hot spotlight had been turned on her and that she was in the proverbial "hot seat" being given the third degree. Her hands trembled visibly and her lower lip quivered with apprehension.
She dared not look at Sam again, because she knew it would be too painful. What choices did she have! If she left Sam now she would be back where she started… only worse maybe, with no husband, no job… nothing. She could always get another job waiting on tables, but the very thought brought knots to her stomach. Apart from the feelings she had for Sam, positions like the one he was giving her didn't come around every day… she couldn't even type so secretarial work was out…
"All right, Sam," she said, her face burning. "What… what shall I do?" She looked over again at the French girl who was leaning nonchalantly against the bookshelves waiting for them to make up their minds.
Sam smiled. He knew she'd pull through.
"Well, first of all, we'll get you two girls together in the alcove… Yes, I think that's the best place!" He moved out from behind the desk, rubbing his hands together.
Kate rose and stumbled toward the alcove. She felt their eyes on her back as she walked. She knew they were looking at the way her buttocks moved below the skimpy panties she had worn. But that sight had been meant for Sam's eyes, and for his alone. Not for this woman… this creature who had seduced her husband… or had it been the other way around?
They reached the alcove and Kate felt herself grow dizzy and stopped to steady herself against a table that held a big globe that was centuries old. This was just awful! He was going to ask her to do what to her was the most immoral thing she could think of. The thought of it was disgusting… A woman with another woman… God, had she stooped so low that she would allow this to happen to her too… this, after everything else she had been through?
"I won't do it," she told herself fiercely… "I can't!" She looked wildly about her as though the walls might open up, allowing her a quick means of escape. But there was no exit and she was still standing there, clothed in the undies that were an embarrassment to her.
"All right, Dot… go to work on her… want to see you do a good job too… this is important."
Dot smiled at Sam wickedly. "Have I ever failed you yet?" she asked. Then she moved toward Kate who was still standing uncertainly by the table.
Kate put her hand to her breasts, the tops of which were exploding over the small under-cups of her bra, as if to protect them from this small woman who was approaching her. But Dot reached behind Kate and deftly undid the back of her bra, causing it to fall to the floor with a small plop. Kate's nails dug into her own back as her arms went around her bared bosom, covering the large pink nipples, but little else of the enormous globes.
"MMMMMmmmmm…" Dot said. "You are big. About like me… see?" She lifted up her sweater revealing bare breasts of about the same astounding proportions as Kate's. "Must be why your man likes them!" Dot continued.
Kate burst into tears. It was hopeless… she was defenseless before these perverted people. She stood there, her entire body quaking and trembling, while Sam and Dot watched. But her hands had gone up to her face, leaving a complete view of her nipples and Dot took advantage of this by reaching out and tweaking both of them.
Kate almost jumped out of her skin, stepping quickly backwards and away from Dot. But Sam's voice brought her sharply to attention.
"Come on, Kate… Let's get on with it," he said sharply.
Dot grabbed Kate by the hand and pulled her over to the couch forcing her to sit down. Kate lifted her hips and allowed her to pull off her panties, sitting as if in a daze, her face pale and expressionless. Her bulbous breasts shivered slightly and the nipples were now stiff and hard from her fear.
"Lie back, cherie," Dot said. "I won't hurt you… How can l? I am just a woman. I have not got an enormous prick like a man. What is the matter with you?" Dot did not wait for an answer, she pushed Kate down on the couch, so that she was lying slouched, with her back against the big, leather pillows and her feet still firmly planted on the floor.
Dot looked at her a moment and then quickly undressed in front of her. Sam meanwhile had taken a seat near the entrance to the alcove. The sight of the two incredibly formed women together was truly exciting.
God, he thought… they were made for fucking… both of them!
Kate with a figure like some fantasy creature, perfect in every way… full firm breasts that jutted out above a slender torso and tiny waist. Hips that someone must have dreamed up, thighs and legs made for wrapping around a man's back. God, she was magnificent! And Dot, whose short dark hair made a perfect contrast to Kate's long blonde hair, with her equally fabulous breasts and slender hips almost like a boy's.
He watched as Dot nimbly got to her knees in front of Kate and then matter-of-factly parted the blonde woman's legs, revealing the vulnerable young vaginal slit that he had plundered so many times earlier in the day. His prick made a jump as he watched the look of mortification on Kate's face as Dot pried her legs even farther apart after Kate had made an attempt to close them again.
"Oh… ca suffit," she cried out angrily… "Let me do what I must do!"
"You heard her, Kate," Sam called over… "Be a good girl!"
Obediently, Kate let her legs remain parted, lying back again quietly. She was so ashamed she didn't know what to do. She felt utterly naked, more vulnerable than she had ever been before, as the tears streaked jagged little paths down her cheeks. She knew that Dot was staring right into her crotch, and that Sam was sitting by the door in his robe, watching every thing that happened.
It was vile, dirty. She was trapped like some school girl who had made the mistake of getting into a passing motorist's car.
She cried out in shame and horror as Dot's fingers touched the tender lips of her vagina.
"Oh, oh!" Dot said. "Excited already aren't you… it will feel good I guarantee." She looked over at Sam, who nodded to her by way of assurance. Her fingers continued to explore the still moist pit of Kate's warm pussy, making searing contact with every little cranny of the sensitive organ. With an expert touch her thumb smoothed around Kate's clitoris while her fingers began to slip teasingly into her vagina.
Kate knew that she was now among the lowest of the low… Her eyes tightly shut, she endured the obscene touches, telling herself that the sooner she cooperated the sooner it would be over. Sam's voice was coming across the room to her ears… "Relax… Relax…" But it did no good. She was no lesbian. How could he do this to her?
Dot's fingers were now all the way inside of her, plunging up higher and Kate tried to squeeze her thighs together to prevent her from going further. But Dot wedged her entire body in between Kate's shapely legs, pressing her breasts up against Kate's naked genitals as she did so.
"She's tight," she called over to Sam. "How did you ever get such a big cock like yours inside of her?"
"Oh, I got inside all right," Sam answered. "Don't you worry about that! Feels good doesn't it?"
"Not bad… very soft, very wet," Dot answered, twisting her fingers about sharply. Her nails scraped for an instant against the walls of Kate's vagina, tearing at the flesh, and Kate bit her lips, gasping in pain.
Then it happened again, the sheer perversion of what was happening turned her around inside so that she began to get excited. The feminine thumb toying with her clitoris and the steady rhythm with which Dot plunged her fingers inside her aching cunt… Sam sitting there… What was he making of her? A whore…
Did she love him so much that she would do even this? Do it and enjoy it? The answer seemed to be yes, as the hand at her pussy began to gently twirl about inside her, causing a delicate sensation, quite different from anything she had ever felt before. There was something subtle and odd about it that made her flesh crawl. Delicious spasms of lust climbed up her spine as with a shiver of surrender. Kate untensed her legs, involuntarily stretching them still wider apart. When she opened her eyes, Dot was staring right at her, a lewd expression on her face, and Kate tried to fight back the unmistakable pleasure she was feeling. But fighting it only made it grow more intense, and her vagina felt like a magnet, attracting Dot's fingers ever deeper inside. Her body seemed parched with longing as she began to squirm about on the leather couch.
"C'est deliceux, n'est-ce pas?" Dot tormented, looking her straight in the eye.
Kate's French was good enough to know what Dot was talking about. Yes, indeed it was delicious, uncommonly delicious, but she could only bring herself to moan helplessly in humiliation and turn her head away, avoiding Dot's eyes.
But this last confrontation only served to increase the masochistic excitement and she knew there was no more fighting it back.
"Sam, come look at her now… she's loving it."
Kate could hear Sam's soft footsteps on the rug coming closer, but she didn't dare to open her eyes. Her cunt was just one big ache now as Dot worked harder and harder, warming to her task. It was disgusting… unbelievable, and yet… oh, God, she had to have it go on, it was getting better and better, this woman's hand at her private genitals, torturing her with unwanted lust.
Her hips jerked up and around and she lewdly spread her legs wider, forcing Dot's hand deeper into her damp pussy. She had to make it go on and on and on!
"OH OH OH!" she began to scream, writhing about on the couch… "Oh," she gave another jerk and slipped down off the couch, sending Dot sprawling in front of her. But Dot did not waste a moment. In a flash, she was back on her knees in front of Kate's widespread legs… this time they were both on the soft steer-hide rug that covered the alcove.
"Aaaaahh… oooohhh aaaaaallh!" Kate cried as she filled again at the touch of the insistent hand. It was beautiful bliss, at last she was at the breaking point, no longer aware of anything around her. It went on and on, a sweet climax that choked her with its intensity.
A voice sounded in her head… a scream… and dimly she was aware that it was her own voice, her own cry of heavenly release.
Sam threw off his robe and quickly stepped in and separated the two women. His mouth was dry, and he was overcome with emotion by the sight he had just witnessed. She had relaxed all right… she'd almost enjoyed it too much. What she needed was another taste of a man's cock, he decided, and that went for Dot too.
First he shoved his cock into Kate's wet and pulsating cunt, still trembling from her recent orgasm, crying out himself as he felt its warm slippery sheath close in on him. His big stiff penis stuffed into her so hard that he was almost picking her entire ass and legs off the floor with each blow.
"Ugh! Ugh!" His grunts resounded in the alcove, while Dot looked on. Kate screamed with masochistic pain… but he didn't seem to care that he was hurting her and continued bucking into her like a madman, his teeth clenched savagely, an evil grin on his face.
After a short while of this, he grabbed hold of Dot and forced her to straddle Kate's helpless, prone body. That way Dot's round white ass was directly in position for him to alternately ram it into her anus, when he had jerked his cock from Kate's ravaged vagina.
Dot screamed when she realized what Sam was going to do. He was much too big, and even though he had done it before, each time it hurt her so badly that she couldn't sit down comfortably for days. She let loose a stream of imprecations in French to Sam, but it was like music to his ears as he continued to force the big blood-filled head of his cock into her tight red anal passage. Her nether cheeks presented thus to him, seemed to be begging for it, and he rammed on in, enjoying every moment.
Dot was looking directly down into Kate's face, and their lips suddenly locked tightly together, tongues swirling, as Sam alternately plowed into their burning apertures. Dot's ass trembled as he parted the soft cheeks for each rough jab, and then brutally withdrew in order to stab again into Kate's wildly straining pussy.
It was a long, long while before the dual fucking was finished and Sam Dagon now knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that now he had young Tim's wife in exactly the position he wanted her in… how sweet it was going to be… how sweet it was going to be…