The Account Manager (closed for IntriguedLover)

She watched as he removed the straps from her gently, like the lover that he is. She had been missing this special part in her life. Someone that cared for her, that loved her. As he snuggled in behind her, she could feel him breathe, she could feel his warmth surround her with limitless love. "Cassie, we have to talk about Henry, and what we're going to do about him."

Her eyes shot open after they had shut from the softness of his flesh against hers. She turned towards him, sitting up on her arm, her hair draping over her shoulder. "I was unsure of what, if anything, that we could do about him..He's making assumptions and yet it seems he knows. He's what my uncle once called, 'a mind-fucker', pardon my language."
 
Ben idly stroked her hair as he spoke. "The thing is, he won't quit. He wants in your pants, and he'll keep hounding you. And the more he hangs around you, the more chance there is of his finding out about us. No, we have to do something to get him to leave you alone."

He hesitated. "I do have an idea, but it will be risky. And it means you'll have to, uh, 'come on' to him a little.

"They have these little video cameras; they're small, relatively unnoticeable. I was thinking we could set one up in the supply room, and you could 'invite' him there. And when he starts pawing you--and I'm sure he will if you give him any encouragement at all--then we'd have it on video. And we could use it as leverage to get him to leave you alone, or you'll send it to his boss, and his wife. Anonymously, of course..."

"It's still sorta fuzzy as to details in my mind, but what do you think?"
 
She turned towards him and looked into his eyes, "You know that he makes me want to barf because of the way he acts." She thought about it for a minute. "I know that we need to get rid of him, but maybe your plan might work. Then again, he may not fall for it." She placed her hand on his chest, "But to keep our love secret and alive, I will do anything for you, Ben." She gave him a kiss and moved her hand down his body, teasing his cock with her finger. She looked at the clock on the wall. "How long were we supposed to be here again? Like, how long did you tell your wife you'd be out?" She was concerned with him being away that long, that their love would be cut short or found out sooner.
 
He was rapidly stiffening again under her teasing finger.

"God, woman, you're going to wear me out!" he said with a grin. "I think we have time for one more--if we're quick..." He shoved his hands under her shoulder and rolled her over on her belly, then slid down the bed and grabbed her hips. She giggled and laughed as he tugged her to the edge of the bed, pulling her hips upward so she was on her knees.

Dropping to his knees, he spread her cheeks with his hands and thrust his face between her legs, licking her wonderful, smooth little cleft.
 
She felt him flip her over and spread her cheeks apart. "Oh Ben, I'm not going to wear you out, just gonna give you good dreams for tonight," she said with a sly smile before gasping at the fact that he was licking her pussy.

She popped her ass up in the air for him, "You haven't fucked my ass yet...Would you be willing to do that baby?" she asked as she wiggled around for him.
 
Ben paused for a moment. "Uh, Cassie? I'm sorry, but the thought of putting my cock in there--well, it makes me squeamish. So I don't think I want to do that. But..." and here he picked up one of the toys laying on the bed, a purple vibrator with swellings along its length, "...how about if I put this in there instead? If you really want something in there..."

She looked back over her shoulder and nodded, so he picked up a tube of lube that was on the bed, also, and squeezed a liberal amount on the vibrator and on her ass crack, working it around with his fingers. "Are you ready?" he asked, and she nodded again.

Slowly, slowly, giving her time to adjust and relax, he pushed the head of the purple vibrator into her anus, stretching the sphincter, easing it in an inch at a time until it was half-buried. Then he turned the switch at the bottom, and a muted buzzing filled the air around him. She gasped and cried out sharply, then went still. He went back to his pussy-licking, the buzzing purple tube above his head.
 
"Well, if you don't want to, I don't miiiinnnnnddddd!!" she screamed out as he placed the vibrator at her ass and began pushing it in. It was taking a while to push in because she had really never been messed with there. She looked back at him after he pushed it in all the way and then felt the vibrator be turned on. "Oh god!" she moaned out as felt it.

She felt him lick at her pussy again, sliding his tongue down her slit to the clit and back up again. She knew it was causing him to be uncomfortable with the vibrator being that close. "Ben, you don't...ahh...have to please me....I should be pleasing...mmm... you.."
 
He was surprised at her reaction; she seemed uncomfortable with the whole anal thing. He had thought with the way she was waving her buns around that it was a normal activity with her; had he been wrong?

In any case the damned thing was beginning to annoy him, and it was going to be in his way in a second, anyway. "Sorry, baby," he said as he stood, turned off the vibrator and pulled it gently from her anus. "This is in my way. Hope you're not too disappointed..."

He stepped up behind her, rubbed the head of his cock along her pussy lips a few times to get it lubricated, and then pushed into her wet sex as far as he could go. "Ahhh..." he moaned, feeling her tight tunnel walls close around his rigid shaft. God, but that felt so good...

When he was firmly ensconced in that wonderful warm canal, he began thrusting and pumping quickly. He didn't have much time, and he was determined to get off again. There was nothing fancy or subtle about it, it was just straightforward fucking, not rough, but not gentle, either...
 
"Oh no, it's perfectly...mmm.. fine!" she moaned out as she felt him enter her pussy from behind. She loved feeling his cock deep within her as her snatch wrapped around his member so tight. "Oh Ben," she moaned out his name, loving how it rolled off her own tongue. "Fuck me like there's no...mm... tomorrow...baby.." She wanted to feel his cum hit against her womb again. For some reason, that always sent her over the edge into her own orgasm. She was panting hard as his cock hit against her g-spot, stimulating it, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. She was so close as she felt his cockhead swell within her. "Cum with me...c-cum with me Ben!" she screamed out, feeling the need to release closer and closer each time. She knew that she wouldn't be able to walk well tomorrow. She had a lunch date with one of her college dorm-mates the next day and wouldn't be able to make it for sure from cumming so much. "Oh Ben!! I'm so--fuck! So close!"
 
Her comments and moans were having an effect. His orgasm had been building quickly, and it wasn't more than a few minutes until he felt it explode within him. Bolts of lightning shot through him from his balls outward, hot and quick, and he emptied himself deep inside her, quaking.

"UHHGH!" he gasped as he felt himself draining into her. God, how much sperm can one man produce? It seemed like his throbbing and pulsing cock was a never-ending reservoir...

She came at the same time, her trademark, "Oh, FUCKkkk!" spouting unbidden from her lips. He collapsed onto her back, forcing her to the bed, and lay there, panting and spent.
 
"Cum! Pl-please!" she begged him. He exploded deep within her very being. Her orgasm shot through her like a tsunami tidal wave. "Oh f-fuck!!!" she screamed out as her body was ravaged by his own climax filling her. She was panting when he collapsed on top of her, his cock slowly escaping from her. She laid there waiting for him to move. When he did, she turned over and looked up at the ceiling. "I don't know...if I ever...told...you..you're a good fucker, pardon...my language.." she said panting looking over at him. She could barely move and her body was glowing from the thin sheen of sweat that was covering them both. Her legs were still shaking when she tried to get up to grab her robe. "When could we do this again?" she asked him, not sure of when they would be able to get together again. "I know Henry will have to be taken care of first, but that shouldn't be a problem, right?"
 
He watched as she dressed, which didn't take long--all she had with her was that flimsy little negligee; she didn't even have a bra or panties to put on. What a wicked, wonderful girl, to give him such a treat...

"I don't know, sweetheart," he answered truthfully. "Since I don't have any reason to stay after work for review meetings anymore, it will require some planning and thought. Tonight was fortuitous, but I can't very well say I'm going to a Civil War meeting every week. Maybe I can say I've joined a gym downtown, and go a few times a week. Of course, one of those nights won't be at the gym, it will be with you..." He leaned over to where she sat on the bed and kissed her on the end of her nose.

"I'll think of something," he finished. "But this...this was astounding, little girl, and more than I ever hoped for. I haven't cum three times in one night since I was a teenager. You did that to me, and I'm eternally grateful for it. Truth be told," and he laughed softly, "my balls are sore. You've worked them harder than they've worked in ages."

"As for Henry," he said, standing up and gathering his scattered clothes together, "I have to hammer out some more of the details in my mind. When he's confronted with the recording, I can't be the one that accosts him; he'll be suspicious of how I know and what my involvement is, which will defeat the entire purpose. So I still have some thinking to do."

He looked down at her where she sat, beaming and beautiful. "I have to shower before I go home; I can't very well walk in the house smelling of you, can I?" A sly grin crossed his face. "Would you care to join me? Make sure I get my back?"
 
She listened as he explained his balls were tired. "Well, I'm sorry about that.." she said with a smile. "I know one thing, Henry will even be leery of me. I've been turning him down for 2 years. We were in accounting school together and when I got the job at your firm, he followed me." She stood up to walk with him to the bathroom. "With you going to a gym, you're wife might want you after me and that's gonna be a lot of sore time for your balls," she said with a smile.

Cassie turned on the water and stepped into the large shower. "Wow, what a huge shower for a hotel room.. But we are in the city after all," she said with a smile and a chuckle.

She began to rub his back, massaging his shoulders as she rubbed the soap on him. She nibbled his ear as she did so, "So, about the planning thing...I think I can get a room upstate if you wish, at a log cabin for a night. But you'll have to say that you're away on a business trip, conference, whatever..And you're emergency contact if Mrs. Crawford gets concerned can be me, since I'm your business partner and she doesn't know anything already. I'd basically tell her that I'm handling your accounts while you're gone and she'll be taken care of. What do you think?"
 
Her hands on him felt wonderful. And Little Ben was responding to her playful nipping and the occasional swipe she made with the washcloth, teasing him. He caught her in an embrace and said, as the water cascaded over them both, "I think...that you're a devious little minx, and you're trying to get one more in before I go."

He kissed her, hard, as with one hand he reached behind her for the shower head. It was one of those removable ones with a handle and flexible tube and a head adjustable for various kinds of spray. He released her, quickly spun the head to "massage pulse". Pushing her up against the wall. he stuck the head between her legs so the pulsing jet was hammering directly on her clit.

"This is what devious little girls get," he laughed, as she shrieked and tried to get away. He swiftly moved his hand from her chest to thrust two fingers deep inside her sex, holding her in place as the water pulsed and pounded on her pussy. "I want to watch you cum one more time before I go," he said, grinning. "Don't disappoint me..."
 
She gasped as she returned the kiss that he forced upon her. He had never done this before with her, and it was a nice change. She loved it. As he put the nozzle between her legs and told her not to disappoint him, "No...ungh..absolutely not...Mr. Crawford.." she said slipping into a sly voice as her body responded to the ministrations of the massage setting. Her pussy was getting it rough from the water, the jet hitting her clit, bringing her closer and closer to her orgasm. "I'm...s-so..close, Ben.."
 
"That's right," Ben growled. "You're my fucktoy, and I'll play with you however I want. I'll play with your clit," and he moved the jet closer to it, "and I'll play with your tits," and he moved it quickly to pound on her erect nipples in turn, then quickly back to her pussy, "and I'll play with your cunt." and he shoved his fingers in and out of her rapidly and roughly. "I'll use your body as I like. And you'll cum for me when and how I want you to. Cum for me now, baby; cum for me!"

And she did. She screamed and convulsed, curling down over his hand and the water jet, her body quaking and quivering. He pulled his fingers out and moved the jet away, and watched as she slowly slid down the wall to the shower floor. Damn! he thought, this Dom business is pretty powerful stuff. It felt good. It felt damned good, and his boner was hard as a pipe again.

He reached down to grab the hair at the back of her head and pulled her face towards it, pushing the swollen head against and then between her lips, thrusting deep into her mouth. Two, three, quick pumps, and he was cumming again himself.

"Oh, CHRIST!!!" he gasped out as his gonads tried to blast the fourth load of the night down her throat. It can't be much, he knew, not after the previous emptyings, but damned if it didn't feel the same, as powerful and overwhelming as the previous three had been.

His legs wouldn't support him anymore, and he dropped to the floor beside her, panting for breath. He looked at her, sitting numbly slumped against the wall, and shakily gathered her in, the water spewing forgotten from the nozzle behind him. "Cassie, Cassie," he said over and over again, "I love you. I love you, you wonderful, marvelous, beautiful woman..."
 
He continued his vigorous assault of her pussy, pushing the water jet against her clit several times. Her orgasm kept building and building until she was ready to burst. He pulled the nozzle away from her cunt and sprayed her nipples, the pressure bringing moans from her as he returned the shower head to her snatch.

Her legs were shaking from the intensity of it all. She loved the attention he was paying to her. It was as if she craved it and only craved it from him. "Oh fuck!" She felt her body being pushed to the brink of cumming until she came hard, her legs wavering under the weight of her body, as he didn't let up on the nozzle until she had ridden it out.

He then pushed her face down to meet his cock. She opened her mouth as he forced it in and pumped his hips against her face. It wasn't long until he came, spewing another huge load into her mouth as he pumped. She sucked him, milking him of everything he had until he finally collapsed onto the shower floor.

When he pulled her closer to him and said he loved her, "Ben, I l-love you too.. You make me feel so special, Ben." Her breathing was finally becoming steady when she reached up to turn off the water. "You are such an amazing lover, Ben Crawford.."
 
"Ohhhh..." he finally groaned when he could talk again. "Now my nuts really ache. I won't be able to walk straight tomorrow." He kissed the tip of her nose. "And I have you to thank for that, Sweetness. I can't remember when I've been so horny, and it's all because of you."

He got up from the floor, and helped her to her feet. "Well, that was fun! But I really do have to go, now. I hope Gloria isn't in a frisky mood when I get home--another one will kill me, if I can even get it up again."

He padded naked out into the room, and began dressing. "I'll have to think about the cabin up north. That sounds fantastic. As for Henry...even after two years of turning him down he's still after you, so I don't think it will be a problem getting him to take the bait.

"If you approach it like, 'Okay, okay! I'll let you fuck me if you promise to leave me alone after that.', I'm sure he'd jump at the chance. Of course he wouldn't keep the promise; he'd figure if he got in your pants once, he could do it again. But we're not worried about that. If we get the evidence I think we can, he'll leave you alone forever."

He gathered her naked form into his chest and kissed her lightly. "You are a marvel, and tonight was one of the best nights of my life. I mean that."

He let her go, reluctantly. "I'll see you tomorrow at the office. Just leave the room key in the room when you go. And drive safely, okay?" And he walked out the door and down the hall.
 
"Okay.. I'll see you tomorrow, Ben.." she said, a bit sad to see him go. She could honestly say that she had had the best night of her life, to date. There would be many more with him and she couldn't wait. She walked to grab her clothing, throwing on the negligee and the overcoat. She left the key where he told her to.

She hitched a cab and went home. He legs were still wobbly from the excitement they had experienced together. She grabbed a bite to eat and crawled into bed. Work tomorrow was going to be a pain. She had to somehow get a small camera to hide so the coup for getting Henry off their backs would work out. She fell asleep dreaming of only Ben.

She woke up to her alarm and got up getting dressed. She knew it would be tough to see Ben after last night, without the both of them getting naked again. To make it easier on the both of them, she put on a tan dress that she had for special occasions, with a black lace jacket to hide most of her curves.

She made it to the office with coffee in tow. She was a bit tired still but had to work. She walked in to sit at he desk. Most of her appointments were not until after lunch, so she could just organize the files that she had so far and work on presentations to clients.

Henry came over to the desk and leaned over her, "You know, you are so sexy even with that granny set on.." She rolled her eyes at him then remembered that she could play him now, so it would be easier down the line.
"Henry, you are such a tease," she said with a forced laugh, patting his arm. "I'm busy right now, but maybe you could come with me to the conference room later for a consultation?"
He almost jumped at the idea. Her plan was to get it over with today. The office used cameras for depositions time to time and there was one in one of the conference rooms. "Oh, sure..I'll see you around 1.." He said with a sly wink, making her skin crawl.
She was planning to do this, then show it to Ben. She wouldn't let it get too far and she knew how to edit video so it would just show what she needed it to. This issue would be over soon.
 
Ben had said that he was going to be sore walking in the morning, but he had said it often in the past as a joke; this was the first time in his life it was actually true. God, that little vixen really gave Little Ben and the twins a workout, he thought as he walked gingerly around the office that day.

Still, it had been a sexual experience beyond his wildest imagining, and he wouldn't trade the memory if someone could offer him an extra ten years of life for it. He saw Cassie once or twice that day, waving from afar; even in the more conservative outfit she wore today she looked damned sexy and made his pecker stand up.

He did have occasion to speak with her just before lunchtime, though he was careful not to touch her--the episode in the conference room was fresh in his memory, and they couldn't afford to repeat it.

"Thank you again for last night," he said softly, smiling. "I'll be going out at lunch to get that little camera we spoke about. I'll leave it in your desk drawer when nobody's looking. I'll leave it to you to figure out how and where you want to put it." He noticed Henry watching them from some distance away; he was glad that he'd remembered to have a piece of paper in his hand. The impression would be that they were talking about whatever was on the paper.

"I see that Henry is already hovering like a hawk watching a squirrel. I take it you've already given him his invitation to the 'party'?"
 
She noticed Henry standing in the corner watching the two of them as they talked. "Yeah, douche has taken the bait," she said with a small frown. "He's certainly thinking that we'll be alone and have a time to ourselves. Now is as good a time as any to take him down."

She watched Ben walk away as she noticed he was having a bit of trouble walking. 'I must have done something right," she thought to herself. Henry left the office soon too, everyone had gone to lunch. Cassie decided have a look around the conference room, to find the best perch for the camera.

She found it on the book shelf behind the law books. Perfect angle, perfect aspect of the large oval table in the room. "This will do." She heard people coming back and went back to her desk. Henry wasn't back yet, thank goodness. Ben had come back though and dropped something off in her drawer.

She walked to her desk and opened it. It wasn't the one she was expecting, but it would work. She walked into the conference room and closed the blinds, placing the trap on the shelf. She sat down in a chair looking over some files when Henry came in.

"You look so amazing, you little slut.." the asshole said before pushing the files away. "I'm going to pound you hard," he said picking her up and pushing her over the table.

She was struggling as he held her down on the table and managed to push him back. "No, ungh! No Henry.. You will not have your way with me!" She didn't yell where others could hear but was loud enough to get her voice across to him. She picked the camera up off the shelf and ran to the women's restroom, leaving him behind.

He was obviously pissed when she left, knowing she had taped him. The plan had not gone accordingly in her own head but it was enough to edit it down to send to the right people. She looked in the mirror and saw her hair was in a mess. "He was intentionally going to rape me.." She took a deep breath and hid out in there for a majority of the afternoon. Cassie was afraid to walk out, afraid he might say something. She secretly hoped Ben would come find her.
 
It was an astonishingly boring day for Ben; the afternoon dragged unmercifully. He couldn't bring himself to concentrate on numbers...gains and losses paled into insignificance compared to memories and fantasies of Cassie's sweet body and her enthusiastic embrace of pleasures sensual and carnal...

When had his life become so...mundane? Boring? Repetitive? There had been a time when he loved his job, but now it all seemed so meaningless. Being with Cassie was like having sunglasses pulled from his eyes, lenses he had not even realized he was wearing. Colors suddenly were brighter, scents more pungent, textures more tactile... He had felt so alive last night, so vibrant, in a way he hadn't experienced in years. And he had said the one thing he had promised himself he wouldn't say: "I love you."

He deeply and truly loved Gloria; she was steady, she was strong, she was sexy in her own way and in her own right. He loved making love with her, and he loved the way she laughed, and smiled, and moved, and looked at him...

Cassie was...a roller-coaster ride, full of excitement and exhilaration, and instantly addictive in a way that made him want to ride again even as he got off the last ride. The feeling was similar to that wild rush that he and Gloria had felt in the first days.

Could he possibly love two women, differently but equally? He was wary of the wild adrenaline rush of infatuation; people said things, did things when caught up in the excitement of the moment which, on sober reflection, weren't such good things to say or do. He'd seen so many young romances flash with fire then burn out just as quickly. Could he trust himself, here? It was something he needed to think about...

As the workday wound down, he began to be a little concerned. Usually he saw Cassie passing down the hall or across the office once or twice during the afternoon, but he hadn't seen her since lunch. He couldn't start making inquiries for her, though; that in itself could raise suspicions. But eventually he concocted a story involving one of Henry's accounts that Cassie had been handling, and asked a few people where he could find her.

"Cassie?" said Pam, the office manager. "Last I saw her, she was in the lady's room." Ben walked down the hallway and knocked on the door. When there was no answer, he opened the door a crack and called softly, "Cassie? Are you in there?"
 
Cassie had started crying a bit while being in the ladies' restroom. If Henry told the boss of the company, she'd be in trouble and possibly fired. She loved Ben to the deepest extent...she loved the way he made her feel, the way when they made love she was the only thing at that moment that was important to him, he made her feel like a lady.

"Cassie? Are you in there?" she heard after the door creaked open a bit. It was Ben. She gasped when she heard him. "Yes..yes I'm in here," she replied back. She looked at her phone and realized that it was nearing the end of the day. She stood up and walked out of the stall, trying to make herself seem presentable as her makeup had run a bit.

She walked over to the door and looked through the crack in the door. "Hey..Sorry, kinda been in here for a while." She didn't want to admit why she had been crying but she decided to talk to him about it. "May I have a few minutes of your time in your office?"

She walked to his office, no one was left by the end of the work day. She walked in and stood against the door, "I am at a loss with myself. You make me feel so amazing, Ben. I don't want to lose you. But Henry found out that I recorded him. My plan wasn't flawless as I had hoped. I don't want you getting hurt in it all, so...I think I'm going to hand in my resignation to save you.." Tears were coming back into her eyes. She didn't want to do that but if it meant keeping him with his family, she didn't mind. "I love you Ben, ya know?" she said with a slight smile as she saw him come up to her.
 
Ben walked to her softly and folded her into his arms, rocking her gently. "Oh, Cassie...I'm so, so sorry..." he mumbled into her hair. She was so warm, and felt so good against him, her arms around him...

He had known it was a risk. He had never meant for her to attempt it on her own, and so soon. But he couldn't, wouldn't let her leave just like that. Pulling away a little, he gazed down into her beautiful face, her luminous eyes. "Don't go," he whispered softly. "Don't leave me. Please..."

He pulled her close again, hugging her fiercely. "I'll think of something. I will. Just stay. I can't be without you, now." Finally breaking the embrace, he stepped back. "Give me the recording," he said. "I'll see what I can do with it. It will be okay. Trust me."

Her nearness, her lovely form pressed against him, was having an effect. "In the meantime," he said huskily, "there's only you and me here, now..." He bent to kiss her, softly at first, then more passionately as his arousal grew. She moaned into his mouth as his hands involuntarily slid down to her ass and pressed her sex against his hardening member. His tongue pressed against her teeth and they opened willingly, allowing it to slide into her moist mouth and explore, tangling with hers, playing tag and hide and seek like children suddenly released from school.

"I want you," he husked against her face, his hands roaming over her delicious body. "I want you. Here. Now." And he pushed her over to his desk so that she leaned against it, his passion pressing hard against her.
 
She handed him the camera that still had the recording on it. She was still a bit beside herself. "Ben, I d-don't want to go. I love you! You make me feel so special, my love," she said holding him tighter than before. His cologne made her nose tickle and her body warm as she leaned against him. It was then that he mentioned making love in the office again. "Oh Ben," she said returning his kiss, deeper than ever, making her tongue duel with his.

She felt his throbbing sex bumping against the mound of her own. As he probably knew already, she was not wearing underwear. She never did. She moved her hand over his buckle to pull at the belt, releasing his pants and pulling them down. She removed his shirt as she began kissing at his neck, moaning as she did so.

When he moved her towards the desk, she broke the embrace for a moment and removed her dress from over her head, her bouncy bosom prominently on display for him, nipples erect for just him. She quickly pulled him in for a kiss again and moved her hand down to rub his cock gently as she was already becoming quite wet from these actions.

"Ben...never leave me.." she said with a twinkle in her eye, before delving her tongue back into his waiting mouth, making both of them gasp for air as they kissed deeply.
 
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