Page 9 of CEO February: Brax Danvers
“Yes, Sally wanted to pee. I thought it was you, but didn’t want to ask in case it wasn’t,” I said, adding a fake laugh.
“There’s nothing like a stroll in the evening on a summer’s night,” she said, smiling up at the waitress and placing her order.
“I’m glad you were accompanied, I’d hate for you to walk alone at that time,” I said. When she turned with a smirk on her face, I held up my hands in mock surrender and laughed. “Sorry, Southern gentleman here.”
“Oh, a cowboy, huh?”
“Not quite. I can ride, though, very well in fact,” I said.
She continued to stare at me. “I bet you can.”
I laughed and she smirked, knowing full well she’d offered up an innuendo. She was fun, that was for sure. We drank our coffee and she told me about her business. I offered to look over some marketing brochures she’d had designed. Her company was too small to have the kind of budgets I normally dealt with, but I offered my services as a friend.
We walked back to the office together and although she took the stairs, my thighs were still screaming from my evening with Emilia. I opted for the elevator.
“Ooh, someone has a broad smile,” Annie teased, as I walked back through. I shook my head and chuckled.
If only she knew why.
* * *
I sat drinking coffee and watching the evening set in. I checked my watch and when I saw it was half past midnight, I placed my cup on the drainer and left the house, leaving Sally asleep on her bed.
I wore my usual jogging clothes, and I ran through the streets to the park. I took the joggers’ path initially and then diverted off. I could navigate my way through the woods blindfolded, I’d taken the route so frequently. I slowed as I came close to the clearing and smiled. I could hear noises. I wasn’t sure that I’d enter the clearing; I liked the thought of watching through the hedge. I checked over my shoulder to be sure I was alone and crouched to get closer. Panting and moans could be heard. I settled into a crouch and peered through a small gap. It wasn’t Darryl that night, but a dark-haired woman. She was lying on her back with her legs over her partner’s shoulders while he fucked her. I glanced around and didn’t see anyone else in the clearing, somehow that made it more arousing for me. It was as if I had truly stumbled across a couple alone. The man fondled her breasts, kneading and pinching. I didn’t have the vantage point I had before and wondered if I’d make too much noise if I moved. Before I could make a decision, I was startled to the point I think my heart stopped.
I’d been so engrossed in looking for a new peephole that I hadn’t heard the rustle of leaves as someone walked up behind me. A hand touched my shoulder and I gasped. I stood and spun around to find Darryl there. She put a finger on her lips, smiled, and then placed her hand on my chest, covering my heart.
“Shush,” she whispered.
“Jesus, Darryl, you scared me. I dropped my keys…” I stumbled, squinting at the ground until I found them and she chuckled, gently shaking her head.
“Come with me,” she offered. She took my hand and we walked into the clearing.
The couple took no notice of us, other than to offer a brief smile of acknowledgement. Darryl indicated I should sit; I did and rested my back against a row of tree stumps.
“This is where you want to be, isn’t it?” she said, sitting beside me.
“I’m sorry, I…” I didn’t really know what to say. I was embarrassed to be caught, but equally thrilled about it.
“Don’t apologize. They know me as Tasha. You can watch, you can join in, or we can have some fun on our own. It’s up to you.”
I stared at her and licked my lips. Darryl took that as an invitation, and she moved to straddle my thighs. She hitched her skirt up and I realized she had no panties on.
“Do you understand what goes on here?” she whispered gently, gyrating against my hardened cock.
“I think so,” I replied, leaning forward to lick her throat.
I cupped her ass and raised my knees, forcing her down harder on my crotch. She parted her legs, and I could smell her arousal. I nipped at the skin around her neck and she raised her chin, giving me access to her.
She moaned gently. “Do you want to fuck me?” she whispered.
“Yes,” I breathed against her skin.
She reached into her shirt pocket and pulled out a condom. I hadn’t brought one; not expecting for one minute to be in the situation I found myself in. She rose a little so I could pull my sweatpants below my hips. My cock sprang free. She held it in her hand, gently massaging before rolling the condom onto me. When she was ready, she lowered herself.
At first she rocked and rose gently. She rotated her hips and I held her ass, parting her cheeks, and digging my fingers into her flesh. She stared straight at me, unblinking, for the longest time. I wasn’t satisfied with slow and steady, so I raised my hips as she lowered, and I slammed into her. I pushed back against the tree so I had leverage, but I could feel the bark tearing into my skin. The pain enhanced the pleasure.
Darryl moaned and threw her head back, causing her shirt to tighten over her breasts. I wanted to bury my face in her cleavage, to suck on her skin. I leaned forward and bit her erect nipples through the fabric. She reached down and unbuttoned her shirt, then pulled down her bra so her breasts fell over the cups. I licked and sucked on her skin, biting, and marking. The harder I bit, the more she moaned.
