Jake and Lila - Part 2

By Nigel McParr
von_souppe @ hotmail . com
Copyright 2009 by Nigel McParr, all rights reserved.

Life is good…

Lila pushed away from the computer and gazed contentedly out the window at the city and winding ribbon of river below. Sunlight danced on the water, dappling its shimmering surface. Bumper-to-bumper traffic streamed across the city while she wondered how in the hell it had all happened. How had she come to manage this hotel with hundreds of employees?  She didn’t for one second deny Lady Luck had had a hand in her affairs. She was sitting in her penthouse office on the 40^th floor of the Grande Hotel - the only one of Lynn Helmsworth’s properties to rate five stars. It was the best stay in town.

A year ago, she had no idea she’d even be working for Lynn Helmsworth - the most successful businessperson in the metroplex and be sleeping with her, too. Lynn wanted her to become her life partner and Lila had nearly given in. There was no question she deeply loved her mentor, but something – and she wasn’t sure what it was - held her back. She wondered how long Lynn would wait. Lynn didn’t tolerate hesitation in her business or her private life. She had to make up her mind soon.

She’d had minor management experience, but she’d never worked in a hotel. Now she was running a monster hotel. Lynn had coaxed out skills in Lila she didn’t know she had. Under Lynn’s patience, trust, and mentoring, Lila had blossomed into a competent manager and businessperson in her own right.  Lynn was clearly pleased with her young prodigy. Lynn had become her big sister; her mentor, her lover, and in some subtle way, she was becoming her disciplinarian. If Lila became petulant, Lynn would treat her as if she were a child, threatening to spank her and put her bed. She bought Lila a professional wardrobe and taught her how to dress with show and delectable verve and flair to catch and reward their mostly male business class clientele.

She eventually grew comfortable coming to the hotel every morning in the outfit dictated by Lynn: seamed gartered nylons, a thong that teased the outer folds of her sex (just in case, Lynn said), four-inch stiletto heels, tailored navy pin-striped skirt, crisp white blouse strategically left open to expose her stunning cleavage, and matching navy pin-striped suit jacket.

When Lynn first told Lila to burn every one of her bras, Lila had indignantly objected. A moment later, Lynn had taken her down and Lila found herself caught in Lynn’s steely grip and pinned over her boss’ lap. Lynn had smacked her bottom several times and said primly, “Now, what was that? Did you just say you would not burn your bras? That sounds an awful lot like insubordination. Must I get out my hairbrush, young lady” It only took a few more smacks of Lynn’s hand before she relented and agreed to go braless.  

To the delight of her employees and guests, Lila hadn’t worn a bra since her first day on the job. She’d come to enjoy the attention so, she was now braless twenty-four -seven. In her new outfits, braless, and her hair done in a sassy but tastefully conservative style; if Jake had passed her on the street, he probably would not have recognized her. She hadn’t seen her ex since the divorce and that was fine with her. The desk phone rang, jarring her back to business.

“It’s me, darling. I’m in the parking ramp and on the way up.”

 Lynn Helmsworth came into Lila’s office in a cloud of power and chic. She was dressed like Lila; braless, spiked heels, black pinstriped Armani suit, and perfectly coiffed hair. Lila both adored and envied her boss’ self-assured presence, the jiggle of her heavy bustline, and the delicious sway of her hips as she made her way across the expanse of beige carpet to Lila. When she bent to kiss Lila, Lila could smell the heady essence of her lover. She wished it wasn’t a workday.

 Lynn planted her hands on her hips and looked down at her employee. “Good morning, Lila, you beautiful thing. You are stunning as always. Why don’t I just take you to bed right now and be done with it?”

Lila grinned up at her boss. “That occurred to me, too. I’d love it if you did, but we do have work to do. I’ve got a convention booking problem and I need your help.”

Lynn sat down across from Lila and was silent while Lila explained the issue. Lynn asked Lila what she would do, then, made a few suggestions of her own. She summarized how she would handle it, but left the decision up to Lila as to what she would actually do.   

“Once again, Miss Lila, this hotel and everyone in it is your baby. You are the man. Do what you think is best.”

Lila looked into her employer’s eyes and saw only love and absolute trust. “All right,” she said softly. “I know what I’m going to do. It won’t please everyone, but it’s what I’m going to do.”

Lila, I’d be remiss if I didn’t tell you how pleased I am. You are doing a damn good job of managing this hotel. Sure, you’ve made mistakes. Lord knows I have, too. You’re making me tons of money and more importantly not one single department head has complained to me. Even old biddy Haroldsen in Laundry says things are running like clockwork down there. I wish all my other hotels ran as well as this one!”

“You bring out the best in me, Lynn. I’m no longer afraid to make decisions. When I was married to Jake, he handled everything; finances, house repairs, cars, bills. He made all the decisions. Thanks to you, I’ve taken charge of my life. I’m working 10 - 12 hour days and I’m with you on weekends. I’ve never been happier. To put it succinctly, boss, I’ve never had so much fun or been so frequently fucked. You saved my life.”

“Anytime, darling. Have you thought any more about us? I want to make you mine.”

“Lynn, you know I love you. I love everything about you. I love the way you care for me and take me in hand. However…sometimes I…well…sometimes I don’t want to submit…and I crave a real cock. I haven’t had that since I was married and met you.”

Lynn smiled. “Darling, I completely understand your concern about becoming my charge. It’s a difficult choice. You would be completely in my hands and lovingly cared for. As for your discipline, you may not care to admit it, but you really do need it. As for men, how long do you think it’s been since I had a good cock fuck? I love taking you to bed, but sometimes even I crave a big dick. On that score, perhaps I can help. Let me see what can be done. Right now, I need to get back to work.  My minions are falling back and the enemy is pouring in the breach as we speak.”

As Lynn rose and kissed Lila, she knew Lynn’s obsessive mind had already moved on. She smiled at Lynn as the older woman disappeared out the door.

After a few moments of quiet, the phone rang. It was Mrs. Rodriguez, her housekeeper, calling to ask if she could see Lila as soon as possible. A few moments later, the housekeeper, a matronly Hispanic with soft dark eyes, came into Lila’s office with one of her maids. The maid was also Hispanic with a long ponytail and an incredibly full bustline. Lila wondered why Mrs. Rodriguez hadn’t found the girl a uniform that fit her through the bodice. Perhaps they didn’t make uniforms for girls that big.

The maid looked like a streetwalker. Though she probably couldn’t help it, her cleavage was popping out of the modest vee of her neckline. Her nipples were so large they were visible through her bra and the gray cotton fabric of her uniform. Though her belly didn’t show, Lila wondered if she might be pregnant. Beneath her excessive eyeliner, shadow, and mascara and in spite of her insolent expression, Lila could see the young maid was really quite pretty and very nervous. Lila caught herself thinking what this girl really needed was a damn good bare-seat spanking and then a long slow fuck with Lynn’s big cock up her rear end. Wouldn’t fucking this insolent beauty be the perfect end to a long hard day?

Lila could feel the maid’s eyes on her when she rose from her desk and her unsupported breasts shook themselves out and resettled with a jiggle at her waistline. The maid gave Lila a disdaining look that silently said. “You should be wearing a bra”. In that instant Lila understood where this snippy girl was coming from. Her insolence would be her downfall.

“What seems to be the problem, Mrs. Rodriguez?”

The housekeeper gestured to her maid. “Ramona here wants to file a sexual harassment claim. She says Andy - one of my housemen - came into a guest room this morning when she was making a bed. He allegedly sneaked up behind her, rubbed himself against her backside, and said dirty things to her.”

“Wait! He didn’t allegedly do anything, Miss Lila! He rubbed his big hard cock into my butt and said he wanted to fuck my ass! He also said he had a knife in his boot.” When I screamed, he ran out the door.”

Lila half believed the maid. She could see a young man wanting to fuck this girl - front or back. She had huge tits and a plump backside that begged to be buggered. Perhaps what she really needed was a good strapping.

“You said he came up behind you,” Lila observed. “Did you see his face when he ran out? Are you sure it was Andy?” What she really wanted to ask - but didn’t - was did it even really happen?     

 When questioned further by Lila, the maid became nervous and confused and began to contradict herself. Lila made up her mind immediately. She thanked the maid and told her she’d look into it. After the maid had been sent away, Lila asked the housekeeper about Andy’s employment record. Were there any previous complaints?

 The housekeeper folded her arms over her capacious bosom and emphatically shook her head. “Miss Lila, if you’ll pardon my language, my maid Ramona is full of shit. Andy doesn’t carry a knife. It’s all bull and I told her that before I brought her up here. Nevertheless, I told her she was entitled to her day in court. That girl is nothing but a slut. I’ve always given Andy good performance reviews. I don’t want to lose that boy. He’s so smart.  He can set up a banquet room faster than any two of my other housemen. In addition, he’s very good with computers, which frankly I’m not. My problem is how am I going to keep him? I can’t promote him. There’s no career path.”

 “Thank you Mrs. Rodriguez. Let me think about Andy’s future. I’ll get back to you re Ramona. I don’t know yet if I’ll discipline or fire her. She’s acting like a child. She needs to be taken in hand. What comes to my mind is a good spanking.” Lila looked openly at the housekeeper.

“With your permission, Ma’am, I’d be happy to tan her backside,” Mrs. Rodriguez spoke with a broad smile.

“Fine. Let’s do that. I’ll leave the time and place in your hands - but I want a confession out of her and she must accept a spanking in exchange for keeping her job. Otherwise, you have my okay to sack her. It’s time we set a new disciplinary standard in this hotel. Her punishment will put all the girls on notice. I know you’ll be discrete when you spank her. I’d love to be there with you, but I don’t want to usurp your authority.”

“Thank you, Ma’am. I shall carry out her punishment in the basement. The laundry I should think. I’ll let you know. Will you let me know about Andy?”    

“I want to speak to him. Please send him up - alone.”

Andy grabbed Lila’s attention the moment she laid eyes on him. He was a dark-skinned Hispanic with Indian blood. He was tall and broad shouldered with narrow hips. There was no question about his tight ass. She could see it through his snug-fitting jeans. He had long wavy hair, fiery ebony eyes, heavy brows, and a strong jaw with a neatly trimmed mustache. He walked like an athlete; light on his feet like a stalking cougar. There was a confidence and coolness about him and he made mesmerizing eye contact, which she liked. His limpid eyes silently asked her why she’d summoned him to her penthouse office while he unabashedly studied her face, her breasts, and the rest of her. His unvarnished gaze made her uncomfortable and wet.

Where has this boy been?

After some preliminary small talk, she asked Andy about Ramona’s sexual harassment complaint. A nervous smile flitted across his face. “I didn’t do nothing like that, Miss Lila. I’ve been accused before. It’s wrong. I don’t do that sort of thing. Frankly, Ma’am, I don’t have to.”

The inference that he could have any girl he wanted without resorting to physical violence, made her want him even more. She wished now she wasn’t braless. He was taking in every little joggle of her breasts and her nipples, which were hard now and thrusting like tiny helmeted solders through her silk blouse. He was studying her bodice like a tomcat playing with a mouse. She prayed he didn’t pick up on her desire to open her blouse.

“I don’t want to lose this job, Miss Lila. I understand I could. I mean Mrs. Rodriguez said you do have the power to fire me, but it simply wouldn’t be fair. Have you seen my employee reviews? Mrs. Rodriguez has always said I’m doing a good job. That woman has been like a mother to me. I’d never do anything to embarrass or offend her.”

Lila nervously twirled a pen in her hands. What to do? She drew in her breath and tried to look like a hotel manager. “I believe you, Andy. Mrs. Rodriguez backed you up. As far as we are concerned, there is no problem. Mrs. Rodriguez will deal with Ramona. She told me you’re a computer whiz.

He blushed. “Well, I did go to school some.”

“You didn’t finish?”

Too many problems at home. I had to drop out…I’m sorry I never finished.” He looked sheepishly at her. “Hey, this is the best I could find. I mean I needed the money.”

Feeling more in control now, Lila decided to probe deeper into her gorgeous male employee. Using interviewing techniques Lynn had taught her, she gently peeled away the layers of Andy’s background. They talked for an hour. At the end of the hour, she was sure about this guy. He was smart as hell - a real stud with a mind of his own and probably a brilliant one at that. She sensed an opportunity and went for it.

“Look, Andy, You’re too talented - and good looking - to be working in the bowels of the hotel. I have an idea. I need an assistant. I need someone who knows computers and can work with people. How would you like to come up here and work for me?”

He looked at her incredulously. “What could I possibly do for you? I have no background. No suits or ties - just jeans and tees.”

“I’ll take care of your wardrobe.  You can front for me, arrange meetings, make coffee, whatever comes to mind. You’re a quick read. I’ll teach you everything.”

He studied her for a second. She could see he was sizing her up and she liked that. They agreed on a starting salary. She arranged with Human Resources, set him up with the hotel’s tailor, the same guy who made her suits and Lynn’s. Andy was going to look like a million bucks. She couldn’t wait to introduce him to Lynn.

*     *     *

Months passed.

Andy had taken to his new job with a fury. He made Lila’s coffee exactly as she liked it. He began to take over much of her correspondence and develop new ideas for cost accounting and billing. Lila had no idea he had those kinds of smarts. And he had a clear knack for working with her clients and making them feel very important. Lila wondered what she’d done before she hired him. So far, she’d left her personal needs at home. She never once inkled she wanted him.

One morning, Lynn called Lila to ask if they could meet for lunch. After reviewing the business issues, Lynn casually asked Lila how Andy was doing. She referred to him as Lila’s new “boy-toy”. Lila recoiled at her boss’ term for Andy. His computer background had brought a new dimension to her job and he was a damn hard worker. How dare she call her new assistant a boy-toy? She glared at her boss.

“Lynn, don’t ever refer to Andy as my boy-toy. You have no idea how competent he is nor what he does for me. He’s my personal assistant and he’s doing a helluva fine job - in fact, he’s improved the accuracy of my cost control monitoring and he’s saving you money.”

“Well,” Lynn groused, dabbing at her mouth with her linen napkin. “Excu-u-u-se me. I thought maybe you hired him because he had a big cock.”

  Lila suddenly realized Lynn was jealous and that surprised her. She’d always assumed Lynn was bigger than that. It was time to pour soothing oil onto troubled waters. “Look, Lynn, I didn’t mean to be a bitch. I’ve just been too busy to think about penises. But now that you mention it,” she laughed in relief, “I guess I could use a big cock about now. Do you happen to know where I could find one - Andy of course excepted.”

            “That’s my Lila. Why don’t you come out to my place Sunday afternoon? You need a day off and I’d like to see those new cost control measures. Maybe I can incorporate your system throughout the company.” Lynn paused. “Bring Andy along. I want to meet your new…computer whiz.”

*     *     *

            The following Sunday, Lila drove her sapphire blue convertible to Andy’s apartment. She was wearing flip-flops, cut-off jeans, and a tee shirt boldly emblazoned across her breasts, “Don’t even think about it.”

He laughed when he saw her tee shirt. “Get your swimsuit, Andy. Miz Helmsworth has a gorgeous pool and it’s going to be hot enough for a swim after our presentation.” She watched him hustle back into his apartment and was stirred by the supple motions of his body. This was going to be an interesting afternoon. She let Andy drive them out to Lynn’s sumptuous country estate.

After Lila’s business presentation in Lynn’s home office, Lynn insisted on having a glass of very expensive wine before they went out to the pool and changed. Andy turned down the wine. He preferred tequila neat.

A low-cal breakfast and two generous glasses of delicious red wine left Lila feeling no pain when she came out of the poolside dressing room. She’d donned a brilliant red one-piece stretchy suit that left nothing to the imagination. The bright sunlight highlighted her auburn hair, turning it to molten copper. Her melon-like breasts bobbled and swelled over the top of her low-cut suit into twin mounds of snowy flesh and deeply delineated cleavage. For Andy’s benefit, she had naughtily teased her tingling nipples until they stood perfectly erect beneath the stretchy fabric.

Her heart sank when Lynn came out in a black designer bikini and huge Gucci sunglasses. Her employer looked spectacular and Andy was sure to notice her heavy bustline was bouncing just enough to entice him. Her pinched waist and flattened stomach spoke of many hours in the gym. Lynn could still wear a bikini and Lila struggled to hide her envy.

When Lila complimented Lynn on her bikini, Lynn thanked her but didn’t return the compliment. It dawned on Lila that Lynn was piqued at the choice of her one-piece suit. Well, the sales clerk at the hotel thought it looked great on her – showing just enough. So why was Lynn turning up her nose? Too much tit showing?

What the hell am I supposed to do - wear jeans and a sweatshirt in the pool? Damn you, Lynn! I’ve had enough of your arrogance. Andy’s mine. You’ll just have to sit this one out. 

Both women watched Andy emerge from the poolside dressing room. His upper body was bronzed, hairless, and hard. He had textbook washboard abs layered with striated muscle. Both women wet their lips at the bulge in his suit. He walked to the pool edge and waited awkwardly for them to tell him what to do. 

Lila felt sure he was more interested in her than Lynn. Why shouldn’t he be? She was ten years younger than Lynn. Her jiggling profile, tiny waist, long slender legs, and ample hips were a damn good match for Lynn’s goddess-like body. And even though Andy indirectly worked for Lynn, he did report directly to her. That gave her some traction. She was sure both she and Lynn were inciting him. His cock was bulging now. He looked liked a little boy eager to please them both. His glancing smile reassured Lila.

Lila caught Lynn’s seductive smile at Andy just before she tossed her Gucci’s onto the poolside table and gracefully dived into the pool. Lynn swam like an Olympic distance swimmer; languid but powerful strokes that propelled her to the opposite end of the pool. It was going to be some afternoon.

What the hell is Lynn up to?

Lila gestured playfully to Andy. “Come on, Andy. Let’s join the boss. Just do as she says and you’ll be okay.”

After an aggressive game of water polo and much groping and fondling in the deep end of the huge kidney-shaped pool, the threesome paused at the edge of the pool to catch their breath. Lila could see Andy was clearly enjoying being the only male in the pool. He had indelicately grabbed at her breasts, held her tightly by her waist and thrown her into the air, even fingered the folds of her pussy as he dove between her legs. The brush of his rock hard body and his hands gliding over her flesh were electric. Lila was ready to let him fuck her in the water right in front of Lynn - especially in front of Lynn. Was he artfully playing her against Lynn? If he were, it would have surprised her. She had never seen this seductive side of him before. She realized right then she didn’t want to share him - her boy-toy - with Lynn.

No fucking way.  

Lynn suddenly dived to the bottom of the pool. When she bobbed to the surface, her breasts were floating free.  She held them up to Andy and looked gleefully at Lila. “Silly me. I seem to have lost my top.”

Even if she was slightly drunk, Lynn’s ploy angered Lila. Lynn was forcing her to make a kind of commitment to Andy she wasn’t ready to make and she didn’t like mixing work with her personal life. Lynn was telling her to make a move or she would do it for her. She had to follow Lynn’s lead. There was simply no other option. She slipped her arms through her suit straps and wiggled out of the clingy wet fabric. Feeling deliciously freed in the warmth of the sun-dappled water, she swam over to Andy and kissed him on the mouth. She was giggling as she pulled down his suit. Lynn joined them, pulling Andy into her thighs as his suit fell to the bottom of the pool. Lila eagerly grabbed Andy’s erect cock. Migod, the boy was twice as big as Jake.

Lynn laughed. “Okay, children, it’s play time and we’re going to make the most of it. It’s my pool, which makes me mistress of the games. I decide what games we’ll play. My first pick is the let’s empty Andy game.” Andy looked puzzled. Lynn chucked him under his chin. “Lila and I are going to drain you dry.”

“I get it,” he laughed. “I just hope I’m up to you two ladies.”    

Lynn climbed out of the pool and untied her bikini bottom. The sway of her heavy breasts and her prominently plump pussy sent tingles through Lila. The woman was a goddess. Andy was watching her, too. She prayed she wouldn’t lose him to this awesome female.

“I’ll be right back, kids,” Lynn called out as she scampered naked into the house.

She returned a moment later wearing a fat strap-on cock. The thing bobbed and swayed as she crossed the tiles to the pool and climbed down the ladder into the pool. She was still in charge, Lila thought, and clearly now feeling no pain.

“All right, here are the rules: Lila, you’re first. You’re going to be my first fuck with this brand new strap-on. Andy, you get behind me. Put your cock between my legs and keep it there. Don’t you dare come, young man! I’ve got a sorority paddle in the house and I know how to use it.”

Lila was in a daze of her own. Was she on fire because of Lynn’s announcement she was about to be fucked in front of Andy or was it the wine she’d drunk? Things were happening way too fast. “Lynn, you mean here in the pool?”

“Yes, Ma’am, right here in the water. Now come to Mama. Do as I say or you’ll find yourself poolside going over my knee. You think you’re too big for me to spank, Lila, but you’re not. Andy, stop that smirking and get behind Lila. You’ve been staring at her tits since you got here. Make her happy while I fuck the daylights out of her.”

As Lynn gathered Lila into her arms, Andy took up station behind her. His eager cock bobbed, sniffed, and nudged hungrily between her buttocks and thighs. Lila felt herself letting go.

Lynn is drunk. Hell, so am I. Let’s see where she takes us.

Andy put his arms around Lila. He lifted her breasts and teased her straining nipples. His fingertips sent currents through her that made her shiver in spite of the hot sun. While Lynn held Lila’s face in her hands and kissed her with her open mouth, Andy played with her breasts and Lynn’s, too, which were pressed into hers. Lynn’s roving tongue invited Lila to join her. When their tongues met, Lila let go and fell into the abyss. Sandwiched between Andy and Lynn, Lila knew she was helpless and simply along for the ride. Andy’s cock was throbbing now, pressing hard into the valley of her buttocks and the back of her pussy. He slipped it between her bottom cheeks and thrust hard at her anus. She wondered - hoped - he would shove that steaming stovepipe up her ass.

Lynn was busy with her own cock. She ran it over the outer lips and swollen cleft of Lila’s engorged pussy, drawing out her mews and pleas. She melted when Lynn opened her mouth wide and sucked her tongue out of her mouth. Andy was forgotten as Lynn eased the big cock between the outer lips of her pussy and entered her.

“Oh, Lynn,” she breathed into her employer’s mouth. She tiptoed onto the cock, allowing, wanting Lynn to thrust the thing into her until their thighs met and Lynn could go no deeper. Sensing her need, Lynn obliged. Lila was filled to the bursting. She rode the slippery cock like a prancing pony. The warm water and sunlight enhanced her heightened state. She closed her eyes and silently screamed as the shivers and ripples of her first orgasm fanned outward from her sex. She wrapped her arms tightly around Lynn’s waist and held her to her while she collapsed onto the front and back cocks. She would have sunk to the bottom of the pool if they hadn’t held her up. She lost track of her orgasms as the soaring climaxes washed over her like waves crashing on a beach and Lynn covered her face with wet kisses and promises.    

When Lynn finally released Lila from her cock, Lila was so weak she could hardly stand.  She watched in a daze as Lynn got out of the pool and poured herself another glass of wine. She swallowed most of it in a single gulp. She was wavering as she crooked her finger at Andy.

            “Come on, big boy, it’s time for your command performance. I’ve warmed you up on Lila. Now it’s time to come hither and fuck her majesty. And then I have a surprise for you Lila dear.”

Andy looked at her with an unsure expression. He’d only seen Miz Lynn a few times before. His eyes conveyed his concern to Lila. She pulled herself together long enough to say, “I told you, Andy, when we got into the pool. You do not to question Miz Lynn, the queen.  Just do as you’re told.”  

Andy shrugged. “Okay, boss.” He went to Lynn with his cock still standing straight out in front of him. She whispered something to him. To Lila’s surprise, he took Lynn by the hand and led her to the dressing room wall where he pushed her into it. He put his hands at her waist and slowly lifted her off the tiles and onto his cock. Lynn shrieked with delight as he lowered and guided her onto his bulging cock. She clamped her legs around his thighs. Trapped between his body and the wall, Lynn smiled in glee as Andy began to pump and grind his powerful hips into her snowy flesh.

“Ride ‘em cowboy,” Lynn sang out when her first orgasm hit. Andy ignored her. He had incredible control. He somehow managed to hold himself in check until her third climax when he finally relaxed and flooded Lynn’s insides with jets of his hot semen. Eager for every drop, Lynn thrust herself onto him and let out a primeval whoop of joy that echoed around the property. It startled Lila who had climbed out of the pool and poured herself another wine while she tried to get her arms around this mad scene.

Lila watched mesmerized as Andy’s taut back muscles and powerful legs glistened in the bright sunlight. He gently lowered Lynn to the floor. She could not believe her ears when Lynn said, “I ain’t through with you yet, Andy. Now, I want to you to fuck Lila from behind. She tells me she’s never been banged from behind. It’s time she was, don’t you think?” She looked blurry-eyed at Andy, who ignored her and looked at Lila, obviously contemplating the prospect of butt-fucking his boss. How sweet it is, his glance said to a stunned Lila.

The tables have been turned. Who the hell works for who?

Lynn beckoned Lila to one of the heavy beach chairs.  She filled her wine glass again and ordered Lila face down over the back of the chair. Lila hesitated. “Lynn, please, I’ve never done that.”

“Girl, you’d better be careful. You’re heading for a paddling. It’s time you learned about butt-fucking - especially with an ass as big and plump as yours. You were born to be butt-fucked.” She picked up a tube of gel and tossed it to Andy. 

 “Lynn, I won’t…I can’t do it.”

“Oh, you’ll do it if you want to keep your job and this hunk working for you. You won’t regret it, believe me. Now get over here before I fetch my paddle and spank some sense into you.”   

Feeling nothing, as if her life were about to end, Lila walked to the chair. Lynn grabbed her and pushed her hard over the back of the chair. “Wow, what a view. Look at that juicy twat and rosy-rose bud. God, I wish I were a man. Come on, Andy. Get it up. You’ve got some work to do. Next time I have you out here, you’re going to do me.”

Next time? What the hell does that mean? Next time?

Lila felt Andy’s strong hands taking hold of her bottom cheeks, gently spreading them apart. She felt liked a trapped animal. A chill of fear surged through her. “N-No,…please don’t,” she whimpered more in fear and less in anticipation of what was to come. She didn’t know Lynn had taken a seat near by and was teasing her own pussy awake. She flinched when the bulbous tip of Andy’s greased cock nosed between her cheeks. She could feel his body heat and his hard thighs pressing into her. He probed tentatively, seeking her opening. Lila shivered and waited.

“Relax,” he whispered.

Lila stiffened and caught her breath when he found his target. He pushed ever so easily and then gently entered her. Lynn knew exactly when it happened. She let out a little gasp of delight that matched Lila’s groan.

We really are a threesome now; the classic ménage a’ trois. 

Andy worked himself deeper, thrusting gently, expanding and filling Lila’s backside. The pain slowly ebbed. Something new was happening; what she’d never before experienced before replaced her rendering pain. Whatever it was energized her bottom and her pussy. Her sex screamed for the touch of her fingers.

Omigod, what is happening? I never dreamed…

Like a giant punch press, Andy pushed his cock-hammer deeper. At each thrust, he pulled back, which induced shimmering waves of gratification that mingled with her pain. She was no longer aware of Lynn. There was nothing now but pleasure rising like steam from deep within her. Her world had funneled down to the rigid pole that impaled her and her dripping fingers caressing her relentless pussy. Slowly, the pleasure radiating from her pussy met and merged with the joy emanating from her backside. She shoved her hand into her milky pussy. The combination of Andy’s cock and her fist were too much. An orgasm hit her head-on and rocketed through her like a fast freight, slamming her into an alternate universe.

Lynn sipped her wine and played with herself while she watched Lila through an alcoholically induced haze. She was delighted and envious. Lila was her star pupil. She’d blossomed like no other into a competent manager. She reminded Lynn of a young butterfly dancing and winging her way through a field of wild flowers. She’d been careful coaching Lila, unobtrusively leading her to this moment. Then, inexplicably out of the blue, Andy had come on the scene. The boy was smart and Lila’s taking him under her wing was pure serendipity. Now she had the opportunity to push Lila even further. If things went as planned, she would ultimately control Lila.

She had long envisioned her pupil in a rhinestone collar, eating out of her hand and her pussy, too. Lila would come to see she should be grateful for what she’d done for her. She would arrange another three-way session - except next time Andy would butt-fuck her while Lila’s head was trapped between her thighs. What a glorious time that would be.

Poor Lila had no idea what was in store for her. It was just as well she didn’t. Once she had Lila out here permanently, she could dominate and train her the way she needed to be. Lila would learn to obey and never question her. She would accept her as her Mistress and Goddess. The very notion caused her to shiver and climax.

Then there was Andy the boy-toy. He was far less important than Lila - a short-term issue to be used and ultimately cast off.  But he was huge. She’d never seen a cock like his. Lila was screaming her head off. Her cries beat on her ears, arousing her even more. No matter, they were in the country - no one could hear them…

A warm breeze whistled noisily over the windshield. Caught up in a damp ponytail, Lila’s auburn hair whipped and streamed out behind her. For the first ten miles neither she nor Andy said a word. Lila kept a tight grip on the steering wheel and looked straight down the road. She regretted she hadn’t drunk enough wine to drown the shame and embarrassment that now threatened to engulf her.

Andy’s tanned fingers teased her bare thigh. His finger slipped beneath the taut cuff of her denim shorts. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I shouldn’t have done that. Too much tequila. I feel awful.”

“It wasn’t you. We were both under her control.” She glanced into his ebony eyes and smiled sardonically. “It’s the price we pay for the privilege of working for her. I hadn’t known this before, Andy, but that woman is the wicked witch of the north. In plain English she’s a bitch and she wants to control me - and I suspect she wants to ensnare you as well.”

Andy shrugged and squeezed her thigh. “Look, it could be worse. We’re both well paid. I mean I kind of…well, I think…I actually don’t dislike her.”

 “Don’t give me that! You don’t dislike her. You like the way she lets you fuck her.”

Andy laughed. “Well, that, too. But I’ll tell you what: I’d much rather be in bed with you than her. Would you get mad at me if I said you are a great boss? You and Mrs. Rodriguez are the best bosses I ever had. You care about me as your employee and I’ve always wanted to tell you what a great body you have - especially your breasts. I never thought in my wildest dreams I’d ever be allowed to touch them. I-I really like you, Lila. I’ve felt that way about you since the day we met. You are very special. I hope that doesn’t offend you.”      

“Offend? No way. Actually, Andy, I’m flattered. You’re equally special to me as a valued employee, friend, and one helluva cock man. What I want to know is why did Lynn let you fuck her but not me? I wanted you to fuck me and I resent what she did. What you did to my ass was great, but I was hoping to go for a long vanilla cruise on that horse cock of yours.”

Andy kissed her cheek. “Now it’s my turn to blush and be flattered. I had no idea you felt that way. However, I needn’t remind you of all people that Miz Lynn is the boss. I sense a mean streak in her that says it wouldn’t be healthy to cross her.”

“How could you see that so quickly, Andy? You’re very perceptive. I mean you’ve never met her before.”     

“Call it my sixth sense. Mrs. Rodriguez shares things. She warned me to be very careful in that woman’s presence. Now I see why.”

 Lila looked at Andy. “You are one slick operator. I’m glad you’re on my team. We’re coming into the city. Do you have enough in you for one more session?”

“Si, Senorita. Unlike the revered Rio Grande, Andy’s river never runs dry. My apartment is a mess. I haven’t cleaned it in weeks, but you’re welcome.”

Lila’s laugh rang like a pealing bell into the wind stream. “As long as you have a real bed and clean sheets.”

“That I can manage.”

“Tell me, the truth, Andy. Did you or did you not fondle Ramona?”

“What do you think, boss lady?”