The Account Manager (closed for IntriguedLover)

[BurningMonkey]

His head was swimming; the taste of her mouth, the feel of her naked skin beneath his hands, the slippery moist warmth of her pussy--it was heady, intoxicating. Little fireballs of pleasure shot through him from where her fingers glided over the surface of his cock, teasing, touching, tickling...

His hand on her sex grew more fervid, rougher. He almost mauled her tit as he pumped away with his fingers deep inside between her dripping pussy lips, demanding that she cum, so he could watch her body convulse in pleasure. Her hands on his cock grew more urgent, her breathing into his mouth almost panting. "Cum for me, Cassie...I want to watch you cum..."

 

[IntriguedLover]

She felt the intensity of his actions increasing the need for her to cum. She was still quite sore from last night with him but she was already so close to cumming again on his hand. She felt his cock swell and she backed off from making him cum for at least a little while longer. "Ungh, Ben.." she moaned into his ear, nibbling onto his ear lobe, bringing moans from him.

She felt herself getting closer and closer until she could barely stand on her own two legs. "I'm gonna..." she said before her voice left from her body, as it tensed up signalling that she was cumming. "Ohh ahhh!" she said loudly as she came hard around his fingers that were penetrating her pussy. She gripped his cock harder as she came, starting up the stroking action again. She pulled his mouth towards hers again and moaned into his mouth as she came.

 

[BurningMonkey]

He felt her clenching muscles around his fingers, and it sent him mad with lust. The fire that burned within him was so primal, so visceral, so elemental that it left no room for subtlety.

He roughly pushed her back onto the desk, bent to lift her legs in his arms, and entered her roughly, forcefully. She was so wet that he hardly had to push his way in. With her legs draped over his arms he began thrusting and pumping, hard, fast, ramming home. "You're mine!" he hissed savagely down at her face. "Mine! I won't let them take you away from me! I'll trample Henry or anyone else who threatens you. I have you, and I'll keep you, and God help anyone who gets in the way!"

With every word he drove deeper, faster, feeling his climax build like an unstoppable force, like an earthquake that threatened utter destruction to anything in its path. With one, two, three final thrusts he was there, and over the edge he went.

"AHHHHhhhh!" he screamed as the fire burned through him, radiating out from his groin in tongues of white flame, burning everything out of his body, his soul. He shook, his head thrown back. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't move. The universe disappeared, and all that existed was his pulsing need, shooting deep, deep into the center of her being, filling her, possessing her, subsuming her into himself such that no one would ever be able to tell where she ended and he began.

Then it was past, and he lost every ounce of his strength. He collapsed across her, his chest heaving, his eyes swimming with spots. He had poured himself out, and there was nothing left.

 

[IntriguedLover]

Her body was quaking from the power brought on by the orgasm he had given her. When he pulled her legs up to enter her, her mind was in such a haze from the high it gave her. His cock entered her tight cunt and caused her head to be thrown back from the size of him. His cock felt so amazing within her.

She reached her arms up around his neck and looked him square in the eyes as he told her he would destroy anyone who got in between them. "Don't ever...let..me go, Ben.." she moaned out, her voice almost gone from being wracked by pleasure.

She felt his body tense up signalling that he was nearing his climax. His body shook as he released stream after stream of burning white seed into her snatch. She loved this feeling as he came within her and always would.

When he finally relaxed, still heaving from the intensity of it all and lay on top of her, she moved her hands up to his hair running her fingers through it. "You are an amazing lover, Ben Crawford.. Please don't let them separate us.."

 

[BurningMonkey]

He kissed her passionately, fiercely. "I won't, Cassie. I won't." Though how he was going to accomplish that he had no idea at the moment.

He shakily pushed himself upright, releasing her from his weight. He reached down slowly--all he could manage, at the moment--to pull up his pants and started putting himself back together as she slid off the desk and gathered her dress. He could see a small trickle of his cum trailing slowly down the inside of her thigh. "You'd better visit the women's bathroom again before you go," he smiled weakly at her. "You don't want to make a mess in your car seat, or stain that pretty dress..." But the dress was not half so pretty as the young woman putting it on.

When they were both dressed again, he hugged her tenderly. "I'll fix it. I'm not sure how, but I'll fix it. We're going to be together, you'll see," he said tenderly into her hair as she rested her head against his chest.

"Whew!" he said when they finally broke the embrace. "I think I need to visit the men's room, myself--make sure I'm presentable when I get home. I really, really didn't expect to do that, sweetie; it just...came over me."

 

[IntriguedLover]

She bent over grabbing her dress and when he mentioned the cum dripping down her leg, "Yeah, ha.. Guess I'd better do that." She walked towards the door to go out of his office, "Y'know, we had said we wouldn't do this again in the office," she said with a smile.

She walked into the restroom and looked at herself in the mirror. "Hmm, guess I'd best make myself look better than this.." Her hair was all out of place, her clothing was sticking to her. She realized that his cum was coming out now and headed into a stall to clean up. She made sure to flush the paper towels so no one would see the traces of evidence when they cleaned the bathroom.

She finished getting dressed and walked out realizing he had already left. She looked down before walking towards the elevator. She walked into the elevator after it arrived and didn't really want it to end, but it had. She still felt his embrace around her as she walked out of the elevator to go home.

She walked into her loft and felt an emptiness. She wanted someone to spend her life with, but Ben was with his wife. He would find a way to keep them seeing each other. "I have to trust in him," she thought to herself as she stepped into her shower.

 

[BurningMonkey]

All the way home Ben kept turning over in his mind what to do with the recording--that is, when he wasn't remembering how wonderful Cassie's pussy felt around his cock...

It was a given that he, himself, could not confront Henry. Doing so would draw a connection between Ben and Cassie that they simply couldn't afford. No, it had to be someone else. And Cassie couldn't be recognized: It would mean her job, and he had just promised that he would keep that from happening if he could.

He thought of an old college friend who dabbled in video...something about pixelating he vaguely remembered...he'd have call John and ask for a favor.

In the meantime, he'd have to settle on who, exactly, at the firm should get the tape. It was clear to him that his original plan, that Cassie would confront him and tell him to back off or she would expose him, wouldn't work; Cassie was too distraught in Henry's presence, and wouldn't be tough enough to see that through. So it had be some other avenue, and if Ben sent the tape anonymously to one of the partners of the firm, Henry would be forced to resign. That would be a permanent solution to the problem. The question was: To whom should he send it?

 

[IntriguedLover]

She sat down on the couch in the living room of her loft and turned on the TV. Her favorite movie "Pretty Woman" was on. To her, Ben made her feel like Richard Gere made Julia Roberts feel - naturally beautiful. Sure, Cassie wasn't a prostitute in real life, but that didn't mean the movie didn't give her meaning.

She thought about picking up the phone several times to text him, but was afraid that his wife would find out. This weekend would be open for her. Most of her friends were out of town with family or on business trips to conventions - she honestly had nothing to do.

Maybe they could meet up for a quick bite over the weekend but wasn't sure. She had his email address and knew it was a solo-address for Ben. She opened her laptop and began to type. "Hey sexy. I was wondering what you would be doing this weekend? Perhaps we could go down to Jersey Pier and grab a hot dog or something. If not, that's okay. Still concerned about Henry. I think Mr. Turnbull on the Board would be the one to send the video to, not sure though. Talk to you soon. Let me know. Sincerely, -The Vixen." She hit 'send' and waited for his response.

He may not even check his email at home, but she was hoping he would see it.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Ben sat back in his chair at home and let out a low whistle. Gloria was out, so he had taken the opportunity to watch the tape in his office.

What he saw was better than he had expected. Yes, Cassie had panicked at the last moment, but was was shown was not only sexual harassment, it bordered on sexual assault. Cassie's voice was clearly heard saying, "No!", but Henry had continued his pawing at her.

He set up the transfer from the little camera to a flash drive, then erased it from the camera. He plucked the flash drive from its port and put it in his pocket, then took out his phone and dialed John, his college friend. When it went to voice mail, he said, "John? This is Ben. Give me a call when you get the chance; I have a favor to ask. Talk to you later."

He took a moment to check his email, and found Cassie's note. Meeting her at the pier would be dicey, but should be safe enough if he could think of a reason to be gone on a Saturday. Maybe meeting an old friend...? Her suggestion of Turnbull was actually a good one--Jake was a straight-up, buttoned-down type of man, and would certainly see to it that Henry was gone from the firm post-haste, maybe even the same day.

There was still the possibility that Henry could make trouble for Cassie out of sheer spite: he would know where the tape had come from, and who had recorded it. Still, there might be a way around that...

He hit the "respond" button and typed: "A hot dog sounds like a great idea. I'll see what I can do," and hit "send". He leaned back and conjured an image of Cassie, in casual clothes for once--he'd never seen her not dressed to the nines, he realized--with the wind in her hair and the ocean in the background. It made a lovely picture.

 

[IntriguedLover]

The movie ended soon enough and Runaway Bride was up next. "Damn, they're doing a Julia Roberts marathon," she said to herself. She skipped forward on the TV guide and set Erin Brockovich to record before checking her email before bed. There was a message from him. She smiled when he said 'I'll see what I can do'.

She typed back, "Alright. Let me know when. See you tomorrow at work." She closed the lid to her laptop and walked into the bedroom. As she laid down on the pillow, her mind switched to being out at the pier with Ben, feeding the gulls and enjoying themselves. She soon fell asleep with a smile on her face.

Today was Friday, last day of the work-week for her. That's what Cassie loved the most - having the weekend off from the job. She got dressed and knew that she had to be at the office by 9. Ben would already be there, she was sure of it. It was still early so she fiddled through her closet and pulled out a casual clothing set. She put it on quickly and took out her camera phone. She snapped the picture and started the text, "If we do go out tomorrow, expect me in this. Be at work soon. -Cass"

She took off the clothes and got into her usual clothing for work. She headed out the door, knowing that Henry would still be there, but she wouldn't mind it at all. She walked into the office with her head held high and without a worry in the world. She saw Ben just now looking at his phone and smiled in his direction before sitting down at her desk. She loved him and that's all that mattered. Not even the douche Henry could break her happy mood this morning.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Ben looked up from his phone to see Cassie coming in. She smiled at him on her way to her desk. Damn, she looked good. But then, she always did...

He looked back down at his phone again. She looked good even when she wasn't dressed up. How had he gotten so lucky?

He put his phone away and got busy with the files on his desk. Several of the accounts were doing some strange things, and he wanted to figure out why. As he looked through the papers, he noticed a recurring element: all of the accounts were Henry's. He wouldn't have even had them on his desk had it not been for Henry's brief absence; had Cassie and the other account managers not been assigned to report to him, he'd have never seen these accounts. But they had, and he did, and now it fell to him to make some sense of what was going on...

As lunchtime approached, he decided he needed to talk to the young man. There were inconsistencies, transactions he didn't understand. He needed more information. He stepped out of his office to speak to Gretchen, his admin assistant. "Gretchen? Would you find Henry and tell him I'd like to see him first thing after lunch? Thanks."

Ben could have just sent Henry an email, of course, but something about what he was seeing told him this needed to be kept on the quiet, meaning without a paper trail...

 

[IntriguedLover]

"Hey, Cass. Some of the other women were thinking about going out to lunch at Kim's Diner together. Mind coming with?" Julie said, leaning over the cubicle wall.
"Sure. Just let me get these figures settled. Mr. Jones wanted them emailed before lunch," she replied with a cheery tone.
"Great! I'll let Susie know that we'll have one more."

She got up and glanced over towards Ben's office. He seemed troubled over something but she didn't worry about it. He would have it under control and she really didn't want to interact as to draw more suspicion here at the office. She finished up her figures and emailed them to one of the board members for approval.

She got up to notice that Ben had asked Gretchen to have Henry come to his office after lunch. "He's not going to confront him, is he?" she thought to herself. She shook her head and headed towards the elevator to meet up with the girls.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Lunch passed uneventfully. Cassie had gone with a bunch of the other girls to lunch, which was just as well--his mind kept returning to the episode at lunch last week in the little conference room, and how good her pussy had felt around his cock...which perked up at the memory.

When lunch was over and everyone was returning, Henry popped his head through the door. "Gretchen said you wanted to see me?" he asked.

"Oh, hi. Yeah, I've just been going over these accounts I was given when you were off, and I have a few questions. Do you have a few minutes to go over them with me? If you don't have time right now we can do it later this afternoon, but I'd like to get this off my plate as soon as possible."

"Uh, yeah...let me check my email, and I'll be right back. It there's something that needs doing right away, I'll let you know." And the head disappeared.

Had Henry looked nervous? Ben couldn't decide. But there had been just the briefest moment of hesitation, there...or had he imagined it? He saw Cassie passing by in the hall, and gave a little wave. She waved back, then continued on past to her desk.

 

[IntriguedLover]

Lunch was surprisingly short because Julie had forgotten that she had to do a presentation and needed to make up for time before she got off today. Cassie had decided to take what was left back to the office and continue eating there. She walked in and saw Henry in Ben's office. "Just must be business related." She sat down at her desk when Henry walked by. There was something off about him, like he was not being himself today.

She watched as Henry walked back into Ben's office with a shitload of papers. She turned back to my computer and opened up some files to begin sorting through them. She had two clients coming in to sign some papers today and then she'd be out of the office. She printed off what she needed and the Johnson couple came in. "Hi, let's get right to signing these and I'll answer any questions you have," she said as she led them to the conference room, her mind still directed towards what Ben was doing.

 

[BurningMonkey]

The longer they talked, the more Ben's suspicions were confirmed. Henry was decidedly vague, even evasive at times. He was nervous; it showed in the way he kept wiping his hands on his trousers, the way he kept looking into the corners of the room.

After about an hour, Ben said, "Well, I think we've covered enough for now. Thanks for coming by." He gathered up the files scattered about the little table in his office, and made motions to rise. That was Henry's cue that the meeting was over. He lost no time gathering his own things and exiting the office.

Ben sat back in his office chair and looked at his empty desktop for a long, long moment. Henry was siphoning funds from some of the accounts. Not much, and not often, but the numbers didn't lie. If true, it was serious. As an officer of the company, it was Ben's duty and responsibility to write up his suspicions and supporting documentation and hand it over to the auditors; if it could be proven, Henry would be terminated. There was no need to send Cassie's tape to anyone. Henry had hung himself out to dry.

On a sudden thought, Ben went back through the files in question. None of them were Cassie's accounts, thank God. The account managers would be called in for questioning, and that sort of grilling was never pleasant. Several of them might be terminated, too; it was difficult to believe that they, who had intimate access to the numbers, would not know or suspect what was happening, yet no one had come forward, to Ben's knowledge.

He sighed. This was one part of his job he hated. But theft couldn't be tolerated; it threatened the entire firm. With a heavy heart, he opened up a report form and began typing.

 

[IntriguedLover]

She glanced back at Ben's office and saw Henry basically running out of there. "Damn," she said under her breath. "He must have done something bad to be that scared." She continued putting the files away from the meeting and went up to Ben's door. She had papers in hand and looked around to make sure that Henry wouldn't see her there. She knocked on the door, "Mr. Crawford? Do you have a minute?" She walked in and saw that he was typing something. "Oh I didn't know you were busy. I can come back later, if that's okay with you."

 

[BurningMonkey]

Ben looked up to see Cassie in his doorway--a wonderful sight.

"No, please; come in, sit down," he said with a smile. "...beautiful." he added mentally, but didn't say aloud. He closed the lid on his laptop; auditing affairs were strictly confidential, even from his lover.

 

[IntriguedLover]

She did as he permitted and walked in, sitting down in the leather chair in front of his desk. She moved her hair back over her shoulder, "I know you're not going to tell me what's going on with Henry now, but he seemed a bit skittish earlier.."

She inhaled deeply pushing the Henry topic out of her head, "Now, to other business... Any idea about tomorrow? Have you thought about it?" She smiled as she awaited his answers.

 

[BurningMonkey]

He watched as she took a deep breath, entranced by the way her breasts swelled, pressing tightly against the front of her dress and bulging a little above the deep-cut front of it. He couldn't swear to it, but it looked from here as if her nipples were semi-erect, showing through the stretchy fabric. He wondered if she was doing it deliberately for him; he hoped she was.

"You know, it's a good thing you came in when people were still here in the office, considering what happened the last time we were in my office together..." he patted the front edge of the desk where he'd lifted her for their torrid sex-coupling. She smiled demurely.

"Yes, I've thought about tomorrow, and if we go early enough it should be okay. Gloria has something she has to do in the afternoon, and it's not unusual for me to be gone for a few hours on a Saturday. It should be okay, if we don't make it a habit. What time were you thinking? I haven't been to Jersey Pier in ages..."

 

[IntriguedLover]

"Oh yes, I know very well," she said, remembering the time he took her right on his desk. Her pussy became wet from just thinking about it and now her nipples were starting to get hard from the images.

She knew he was looking her over and she loved it. Like always, he made her feel beautiful. "Well, I was thinking around 11-ish.. What about you?" She moved her hair again and glanced at him with her eyes. "They have a lot more things on the Pier to see now than they did a few years back. They really updated it."

She got up and turned to go, "Do let me know when you are available tomorrow and we'll meet at the Pier."

 

[BurningMonkey]

As she turned to go out the door, Ben said, "Stop. Just stand there for a second." He loved the way her dress molded itself over her hips and ass, and the way her hair fell in a beautiful blonde cascade down her back..."Okay. Go on with you."

She gave him the Look Back just before she disappeared through the door. It was a look full of promise, and what it promised made him harden where he sat. He shook his head to clear it, and bent to his work again.

The drive home was uneventful. As he came in the door, he realized something was different--the main lights were off, and there were candles burning on the end tables and one on top of the piano. Music was playing softly in the other room: "Besse Me", a Spanish love song.

Gloria came slinking around the edge of the couch in a filmy negligee and stopped, hip-shot, in the archway between the dining room and the family room. "Hello, big boy...I've been thinking about you all day, and getting wet..."

Ben gulped. This had been the moment he'd been dreading, when Gloria wanted him. Mostly what he feared was that his feelings for Cassie would change his feelings for his wife, but looking her still-gorgeous form up and down, half-hidden, half-revealed by the sheer, see-through fabric, allayed all of his fears. She was still hot, even after all these years, and he felt himself responding...

"Oh, yeah?" he said, stepping up to embrace her, nuzzling her neck. "What do you think we should do about that?" She kissed him, hard, on the mouth, then broke the hug and took his hand, leading him back into the bedroom...

**************

Afterwards, he lay awake as she snuggled close by his side. His question was answered: he could love two women at the same time--differently, to be sure, but love nonetheless. During their love-making Cassie's face had not come to him once; he'd been fully focused on his beautiful wife, her hair, her face, her wonderfully responsive body. He'd done all the things he knew she loved; after all these years, he knew her body well and all of her likes and dislikes, her timing, when to move, when to stay still, when she was cumming...

And tomorrow he would be meeting a pretty young thing from his office that he also loved, if in a different way, and which he had every intention of getting to know just as intimately, as thoroughly...

God, Ben, he asked himself. What the hell are you going to do?

 

[IntriguedLover]

She stopped and turned around giving him the look back that every man desires. She happily gave it to him and left. She finished up her work duties and went home early. On the way home, she stopped by the diner that they had gone to the first night out together. "Oh, Miss Cassandra! You're alone? No gentleman caller?" the Italian waiter asked.
"No, Gino. Not this time. Just here for the usual," she said as she went to sit down to wait for her order. She was remembering back to when they had come here after the Jazz club and had such a fun time together.

The waiter brought over the meal and she enjoyed it, drinking her usual Smirnoff and Pepsi on the rocks. She loved the feel that thinking about him gave her. She knew that he still loved his wife, but the fact that he made her feel more than just 'the other woman' made her smile. Ben was a very nice gentleman and she couldn't ask for better.

She finished up her meal and went home. She walked in and turned on the laptop. She looked through the Pier vendors and planned out their day the next day. She took a shower and got into bed. The next day would be a fun one indeed and she couldn't wait. She could barely sleep because of the excitement filling her.

Sleep soon came over her and she got up at around 9. She got dressed in the outfit she had picked out yesterday. She texted him and said "Business meeting still a go, at the Pier." She tried to be inconspicuous with her text in case anyone saw it.

She headed out the door and left for the Jersey Pier. She was there on time waiting against one of the railings along the boardwalk. She looked out over the ocean and awaited her lover, hair blowing in the wind.

 

[BurningMonkey]

When Ben awoke, Gloria was already gone, doing whatever it was she intended to do today. He showered, shaved, and dressed in anticipation. Since the day was warm, he wore khaki cargo shorts and a white polo shirt.

He didn't mind the traffic, seeing as he was going to spend some time with his lover. He checked his watch; in good time. He pulled into a parking space, locked the car, and walked down the boardwalk looking for her.

When he spotted her, looking as lovely in person as she had in the photo, he waved and hurried towards her. When he reached her he grabbed her in a bear hug and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. Breaking the kiss but not still encircling her waist with his arms, he gazed down on her exquisite face, her cheeks blown rosy by the wind. "Hello, beautiful," he murmured.

 

[IntriguedLover]

She kept watch for him and looked down at the water. The waves were low today but still so beautiful. She soon saw him waving at her and she waved back. She turned and was wrapped by his loving embrace as she returned his hug. They kissed deeply and held tightly on to each other. "Well, hello handsome," she said as the kiss broke and he was still holding on to her.

"Well, what should we do first?" she said taking his hand to walk down the pier. She wanted to walk the shore with their shoes off and so much more, but she awaited his response.

 

[BurningMonkey]

He knew what he wanted[/I[ to do, but this was neither the time nor the place for that.

"You called this meeting; it's your agenda," he joked with a smile as they began walking. "You said that things have changed here; so, show me something new."