Straight Fucking

Secret Love

"Cne, darling. Your father and I would really like it if you could come out to the ranch this weekend. We're hosting a party for some very important clients and dignitaries. With you almost finished with your degree, this will be perfect for you."

I wanted to say no because those parties were about as dull as watching the carpet mildew in a trap house. However, my parents hardly ever asked anything of me, I agreed.

"Sure, mom. Cocktail or formal?"

"Formal. If you don't have anything, you can charge your dress to my account at Giada's. You can see if D'Ovanay would like to attend as well so you are not so terribly bored, sweetheart."

"Yes ma'am. If not, I'll be fine by myself. Like you said, this will be good for me. I can use some of what I've learned in my international studies classes. And you said new dress? You should've led with that!"

She laughed as I knew she would. We spoke for a few minutes as she gave me the details of the party. After we signed off, I sighed to myself. I can do this.

The following week, I found myself in the middle of a conversation with an oil magnate from Wyoming and a Saudi Arabian dignitary discussing crude prices; and by crude prices, I wasn't talking oil. They were too busy trying to top each other over their latest unnecessary big dollar purchases. I needed someone to rescue my quickly.

"Excuse me, Cne? I believe your father was looking for you."

I turned at the sound of a deep rich voice and gasped. The man before me was one of my father's oldest friends, James "Ace" Crawford. He was a tall, dark skinned man with a silver goatee that made my lady parts quiver.

"Of course, Mr. Crawford. Excuse me, gentlemen."

They nodded as Mr. Crawford steered me to where my father was. We walked into the library but it was empty. Mr. Crawford quickly locked the door and pulled me to him. We attacked each other's mouths in heated kiss. He grabbed handfuls of my ass as I clawed at his back. We finally broke apart when breathing became a necessity.

"Damn, I've missed you, baby girl."

"Missed you too, baby. Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"I wanted to surprise you. Your father told me about this party. I was going to decline when he mentioned that he requested that you attend to help keep the flow of conversation going. When I saw you in this dress, I wanted to growl at every man that looked at you."

"You're the only one who can touch it. They can look all they want."

"The hell they can. I'm that possessive."

I kissed him again because that's the kind of shit that turns me on. His hands traveled down to the high split in my dress, making my legs part. When his fingers slid underneath my G string, my body shook slightly.

"Damn, baby. That thang already wet for me?"

"You make me wet with your kisses."

James slid to his knees and eased my soaked panties off. After bringing them up to his nose and inhaling, he tucked them into the inner pocket of his jacket. Before I could say anything, his mouth was already on my pussy, attacking my clit. I had to bite down on my fist to prevent myself from crying out loud. Two fingers invade my hole and my backed bowed off the wall. Pulling my dress up, I threw one leg over his shoulder. The bristly hair of his beard added to the stimulation as he devoured my pussy. My orgasm was right there and he knew it. Switching his tongue to my hole and his fingers to my clit was my undoing! I bit down so hard on my lip that I tasted blood. I came hard all over his face and beard.