Val Marrick - Secretary in bondage

She fought back the impulse to check her watch again. She knew she'd looked at it less than five minutes ago, but Harry had said his friend Wade would arrive at around three o'clock. It had been 2:45 when last she'd looked.

Anticipation tingled in the pit of her stomach. What would Wade Elliot be like? She remembered he last friend her boss ad met her up with. She shuddered. Her ass still smarted from the punishment that lecherous old bastard Wellborn had given it!

She'd thought the old fart would never let her go. He'd beat her within an inch of her life, slashing at her tits and cunt then fucking her poor ass. She winced at the memory of the narrow rod biting into the soft meat of her pussy, right between the tender and nerve-rich lips. She'd rather die than go through that again!

She could say one thing for Bennington Wellborn though, the old man was sure as hell not impotent. After blowing his wad of come into her pussy, he'd still had plenty of energy left to fuck her up the as and then, after letting the abused secretary take a breather, he'd made her suck his rank old prick.

When she'd finished, he was back in his finely-tailored clothes, with not a thread out of place. He'd gravely expressed the hope that he'd been able to help her with her problem, then rung for his secretary to show her out. The raucous buzz of the front-door signal startled her. She stared at the intercom on the wall. Her heart was in her throat.

The buzzer sounded again. I won't answer it, she told herself. Let Wade Elliot buzz until he's blue in the face. What can Harry and his perverted slut of a sister do to me?

She knew very well what they could do to her. She stood up and walked to the intercom. A slim finger pressed the door-release. She held it for a long time.

She went back and turned off the television. Then she sat on the couch for what seemed like an eternity. A knock sounded at her door.

She rose to answer it. Just in front of the door, she paused. She patted back her brilliant hair and smoothed a few stray wrinkles in her tight pants. She looked down at her tits. Excited anticipation had made the nipples stiff. She could see them clearly through the thin fabric of her blouse. She squeezed her tits once, as if to mold her blouse more closely to them.

I'm a vain little bitch, she thought.

She opened the door. Her breath caught in her throat. Her first impulse was to ask if the man who stood in the hall hadn't gotten the wrong apartment by mistake.

It looked as though some kind of Greek God had come down from Olympus to visit her. Wade Elliot was tall, fully as tall as Elaine's boss, but where Harry Windsor was slim, this man was broad and powerful looking. And where Harry was dark, Elliot was fair haired and fair-skinned. Longish blond hair trained a surprisingly young looking face. His eyes were a shade Elaine couldn't identify. His face was handsome, and he smiled broadly.

"Hi," he said, almost shyly. "I'm Wade Elliot. You must be Elaine."

Her lips were suddenly dry. She licked them to moisten them. "Yes," she said in a small voice. "I'm happy to meet you, Mr."

"Call me Wade." He shook the hand she held out to him. She stepped back and nervously invited him in.

Wade sat on the couch. For a moment Elaine stood looking at him. Then she remembered her manners. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Scotch and water."

Elaine mixed him his drink, and then made the same for herself. As she prepared the drinks, she kept sneaking looks at him. He is beautiful! She felt like laughing at her earlier fears to what this new friend of Harry's would be like.

Catering to Wade Elliot's desires would be no problem at all.

As she walked toward the youthful attorney with their drinks in her hands, Elaine came to a sudden decision. She had no idea what Harry had told Wade to expect, but whatever it was, the handsome blond man was in for a surprise.

Wade accepted his drink with a smile and murmured thanks. His eyes flickered as Elaine sat down next to him. Her hip brushed his arm. Elaine sipped her drink and looked up at him.

Her hand dropped to his arm. "You're very handsome," she said. "I didn't know Harry had friends like you."

Wade grinned at her uneasily. "I didn't know he had friends like you," he said.

The crotch of Elaine's panties was beginning to feel like a swamp. Her cunt was positively so wet at the thought of fucking Wade Elliot. There's no time like the present, she told herself.

Her hand dropped to Wade's crotch and squeezed. His eyes bugged. His cock was instantly hard beneath the secretary's agile fingers.

The redhead gasped. Wade's cock felt even bigger than Harry's! She turned toward him. The feel of the fabric of her blouse over her erect nipples almost made her come.

Wade opened his mouth to speak. Elaine set her drink on the arm of the couch, took his head with both hands, and fastened her mouth to his. Her tongue plunged eagerly into his mouth and began scouring its insides.

Wade's glass bounced on the carpet, spilling Scotch and water all over the place. He grabbed Elaine's sides as if to push her away. Her slender hand moved from his face to the bulge of his cock. He crushed her against his massive chest as his tongue tangled hungrily with hers.

She felt her nipples against his chest muscles. As one hand jacked off his oversized cock, her other hand reached down and pulled open her blouse so violently that the buttons shot off in all directions. She pulled her glistening lips away from Wade's and raised her body thrusting her tits full in his surprised face.

The lawyer stared at the dark reddish nipples, making perfect peaks at the tips of her tits. He reached up, almost hesitantly, and squeezed a tit. The tit was springy and firm. The stiff nipples quivered lustfully flame moaned and rolled her shoulder. Her tits jiggled invitingly.

Her fingers found his cock head and squeezed. With a wild cry the handsome attorney buried his face between her tits. She cradled his head to her tits as he began to tongue furiously over the pale cones.

Trembling fingers fumbled at the fly of Wade's jeans. Elaine pulled the zipper down and stuck her hand in his pants. His cock throbbed inside his boxer shorts. She pulled out her hand and unbuckled the man's belt.

Strong lips fastened over the crest of one milky tit. Elaine groaned as he sucked in a mouthful of luscious tit flesh. He put his thumbs into the waist of his trousers and pulled them off.

His cock sprang free as his under shorts slid down his powerful thighs. Elaine looked down.

"My God!" she cried. "Your cock – it's enormous!"

Wade didn't answer. He was too busy sucking greedily on her tit. His tongue flicked at her nipple, sending flashes of hot delight through her full, sensitive tit.

Elaine couldn't take her eyes off Wade's cock. It was much bigger than Harry's; it must have been over nine inches long!

She grabbed the rampant prick. The cock meat was solid, pulsing with life and horniness! Her fingers pumped lightly up and down the gigantic tower of prick. Wade growled and bit down on the tit trapped in his mouth. It didn't hurt, but it was plenty hard enough to make Elaine go crazy with passion.

Still gnawing ravenously on the wealth of her tits, Wade reached down and undid the buttons of her pants. Elaine turned sideways, letting him pull pants and panties off her shapely ass. The man hunched over to keep his oral hold on her succulent tit.

The head of his cock poked Elaine's bare side. She wrapped her hand around the thick cock shaft and tugged frantically on the prick. She pulled up her legs to let Wade slide pants and panties off over her slender feet. A humid cunt smell came from her aroused pussy.

Elaine removed her blouse one-handed. Wade let her tit come out of his mouth. The tip of her tit was gleaming with his saliva, and the nipple looked like a miniature finger pointing toward the lawyer's face.