You Know You Like It

Steve Velle smiled seductively at his partener Layla from across the conference table.
He was at a boring meeting with a few clients and Layla was looking so sexy that he just wanted to pull her off the chair and make love to her on the table. But he knew that it would never happen if he wanted the approval of his clients. So he just sat quietly in his chair with his hands over his groin.
The meeting finally finished after what had seemed like hours and as soon as everyone had left the room Steve got up from his chair and locked the door.
“Steve?” Layla asked uncertainly, “What are you doing?”
Steve did not answer. He pushed her up against the wall and started kissing her neck softly.
“No, we can’t……not now, I have to write a report,” Layla protested in between moans.
“It’s okay baby, it can wait,”
“Prove it,”
“Okay, but hold on,” Steve said, slipping his hands under her short black skirt. Layla kicked off her shoes and Steve slowly pulled down her pantyhose, kissing the exposed skin as he went. Then he reached up and pulled down her underwear and threw it onto the table.
“That’s where I want to be,” said Layla breathlessly.
Steve swung her over his shoulder and slowly lowered her down onto the cold table.
He lifted up her skirt and his hands journeyed slowly up her thighs, in between the soft folds of skin and started massaging the flesh there. Layla gave a loud moan and began shaking saying, “Faster, oh god go faster!”
He did and soon he felt her climax. Her muscles tensed up and she gave a loud cry before spilling her hot juices all over his hands.
“Oh, oh, oh! I need you now Steve. Push yourself into me!” Layla cried.
Steve caught Layla off guard as he thrusted himself into her. She gasped and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. He drew himself out and thrusted himself into her again, hard. Layla growled and flipped him over so that she was on top.
It was her turn to pleasure him, and pleasure him she did. She rocked back and forth on him. He groaned and called her name and got louder and she got fast. They finally both reached their climaxes and collapsed on each other, out of breath.
After a short rest, Layla got off Steve got dressed and walked out of the room but not before flashing Steve one of her sexy smiles.
“That girl drives me wild,” Steve thought to himself as he did up his pants.

When Steve entered his driveway, he saw a white van blocking his way.
“Who could it be?” Steve thought to himself as he got out of his car.
The front door was unlocked so he entered and stopped suddenly. He could hear moaning and small screams coming from upstairs.
He knew it. His wife was cheating on him.
He rushed up the stairs and kicked open his bedroom and gasped at what he saw. About nine men were gathered around Vanya and caressing her in obscure places.
“Well, well. We have a husband. Come here sir,” said a mocking voice.
He slowly walked towards the bed and saw that his wife was naked and distressed.
“You must have missed each other while your husband was away. Did you ache for each other?” the voice asked.
“I….I…..” moaned Vanya.
“Yes, you did,” said one of the men pointing a gun to her head, “Say it,”
“I did,” obeyed Vanya.
“Why don’t you show your wife how much you missed her? A little love making might make both of you feel better,” instructed another of the men.
“No…. I’ll be okay…” Steve stuttered.
“Do it now!”
Someone grabbed Steve’s head and shoved it in between Vanya’s thighs. He could hear muffled laughing.
“Show her how much you love her,” he could feel a gun being pressed to his head.
His tongue explored around, licking the outside folds and sliding in between.
He massaged the sensitive fold of skin slow and then got faster. He could hear Vanya moaning and it gave him incentive to go faster. He slipped his hands in between the folds and rubbed there as well. He could feel the skin around his face get hotter and hotter until suddenly Vanya reached her climax and sprayed his face with moister, screaming all the while.
A man grabbed Steve by the hair and pulled him out, “Nice work,” he muttered in Steve’s ear.
“You see you lovely wife? She is the last person you will ever fuck,” he was steered towards her. A man had slid himself into her and was pulling himself in and out of her while caressing her breasts with his tongue. Vanya was crying and pleading with the man. With each thrust her pleads got weaker and her groans louder. The last thing he saw was a expression of pleasure beyond belief cross Vanya’s face as she reached her climax while she shrieked and moaned. Then he heard the sound of a gun being fired and his life came to an end.