The Business Deal – Part 9 – [MF][MF][Seduction][Cheating][Non-Consensual Consent][Swapping]

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Part 9

While Tammy endured her marathon with Stephen, she had only hoped that Ellen had received her message and be able to connect with Jon that Saturday. She didn’t know how well things had gone, just that Jon had said he had been with her at least once.

“Today been crazy. Will tell you later. He has been going like non stop this afternoon. Just took small break. Been hard to deal with guilt and stuff. Please please please take care of Jon today. Don’t care what. Anything you need do it. We can figure it out when I get back. Gotta go. May not talk until tomorrow will try you tonight if I can. Love you Ell.”

Once more, Ellen couldn’t believe the situation they were in but she wouldn’t let her down even as crazy as this all seemed. Ellen figured Tami, being two hours ahead, would likely finish by late afternoon there, she couldn’t see how Stephen could keep going. Ellen had more time to use than Tami did thanks to her warning. She wasn’t exactly sure if she could go the entire afternoon like they were, but perhaps they could do something, take a break and then go again. She wanted to take him out for a nice dinner and some drinks and they could come home and have one more time before sleep took them.

Ellen had come prepared to some degree. When she talked with Tami initially and decided she would do this, she threw whatever she had at the house into a bag and rushed out of the door. A quick stop at an adult store she knew provided her some other elements that she thought he would like. After all, he really had no secrets since Tami and her talked so much. She was ready, and she was resolute.

“You know, this place could use a little cleaning and fixing up,” Ellen said.

They had dressed and gone to the living room to eat a little something early for lunch. It was a bright blue day out with a small chill in the air still. They talked about a variety of things, sometimes joking about the previous night and the time they had that morning. It was easy, it was pleasant, it was nice, and led it’s way into the early afternoon.

“Well, I’m not the one that threw those pillows over there,” Jon replied with a small smile. She enjoyed his smile as always and was glad that at this moment she could do that for him.

“Excuse me, I seem to recall being pushed over the edge of the couch by someone. Didn’t exactly notice throwing some cushions off.”

He laughed. “I’ll be sure to give you more than two seconds warning next time then.”

“That would be appreciated,” she said. “However, this place could use a maid’s touch.”

“I’ll be sure to get right on that,” he said sarcastically.

She turned and looked at him and said, “You do trust me right?”

“Of course,” he replied.

“Good. Stay right here.”

Bewildered, Jon watched Ellen leave the room. She returned holding a bag and disappeared to the laundry room, which was attached to the garage. After a while, he heard the garage door open and close.

What the hell is she doing? He thought.

That’s when he heard a knock on the door. He crossed the room and opened the door to Ellen standing there in her coat again.

“What are you doing?”

“Good afternoon sir, I’m Crystal and I was sent to provide some cleaning services for you.”

“What? I don’t understand.”

“Your wife hired me to come over and help take care of your home while she was gone.”

With that, she pushed past him and walked in. She stood in the entry and extended her hand.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you. I can see we have a lot of work to do here. I’ll get started right away.”

With that, she parted her coat once more and almost killed Jon with a heart attack. This time, Ellen was wearing a skimpy French maids outfit under her coat. It was revealing and quite possibly the most sexy thing Jon had seen in a long time. Ellen entered the room and began straightening things up. She did it by comically over-exaggerating every move, bending over at the waist, revealing a lacy pair of panties under a ridiculously short skirt. Her breasts almost fell out of her top and her lips were a bright shade of red. Jon began to smile as he caught on. He had never done this with Tami. He had thought about asking but was embarrassed to approach her. Now here was Ellen giving him a fantasy he had long held. It was a first for him.

There was flirting and accidental brushes as she worked her way around the house. She would reach up high and her dress would ride up revealing her black lace thong. Her sheer black stockings went up to mid-thigh leaving a gap of white skin between the top of the stockings and the edge of her dress, a hypnotic boundary that Jon could not stop looking at.

Jon sat down on the couch and watched her move about the room. “Crystal” moved to the living room and stood behind between Jon and the coffee table in front of him. She bent over to adjust some magazines on the table, putting her indescribably beautiful and tight posterior in front of him. She fussed over the magazines obviously waiting for something from Jon. He obliged, moving forward and smacking Crystal’s right cheek. She let out a shriek, stood up, and turned to him.

“Sir! That is most inappropriate! I am just trying to do my work without being bothered. I hope that it’s not too much to ask.”

With a twirl she returned to straightening the magazines on the table, once again bending over in a dramatic way. This time Jon smacked the left cheek and the sound resounded about the living room. Crystal gave another yelp and turned to face him again. She leaned forward and wagged her finger in his face.

“Sir! I would kindly ask that you keep your hands to yourself. I am a maid, not an escort or a plaything for you. No matter how handsome you are or…” and she paused and glanced down at the growing bulge in his pants “how…uhh…much this might….be appealing to you.”

Her glances feigned a flustered state. Bending over to wag her finger revealed her luscious breasts threatening to escape her blouse. He reached forward with both hands and cupped each one and gave a playful squeeze.

Before she could respond, he said, “I believe as the client I should have a say in what it is that you need to pay attention to and what to clean.“

“Sir…I…oh…” and she closed her eyes for a second and held her mouth open. When she opened her eyes they blazed with a growing passion.

“You are quite right, though, you are the client and I suppose I should follow your direction in your own home.“

“Well, first I believe you’re a little overdressed. I have the heat on and that costume must be positively stifling you.”

“It is a bit warm I must admit. You don’t mind if I take this off?”

“Please, you are a guest in my home and I want you to be comfortable.”

“I suppose it’s OK as long as you don’t tell my boss. I wouldn’t wanna get in trouble as this is the first time I’ve ever done something like this.”

Jon laughed a little inside him. Their dialogue was almost comically stereotypical of any little great porn scene. But then again, that was the point wasn’t it?

Crystal turned her back to him and said, “Can you help me with the zipper? I was able to get it on, but it’s really hard to reach to take it off.”

Jon set up on the edge of the couch and reached up and began to slowly unzip the back of her maid’s costume. The sound from the zipper seemed to be unnaturally loud. His hands moved slowly like he was almost sleepwalking or in a dream. He really could not believe that this was happening to the point that he had no thought as to what was happening with Tami at that moment. (Stephen was going down on her again, in case you were wondering). Success, of some sort, on Ellen’s/Crystal’s part.

The uniform fell softly to the floor and she stepped out of it. Her skin was a delicious light brown, covered only by a small black lace thong, stockings, and an amusingly small bra that was really only trying to hold her breasts up and not cover them. Jon felt a great tightness in his pants at the sight.

“Thank you! It does feel much better.” She turned to him, and he almost passed out. The front of the thong was barely covering her pubic area. The bra supported the bottoms of her breasts but the nipples were firmly in view sitting on that shelf. “Was there an area of the house that needed some special attention?”

“Yes as a matter of fact. The cabinet by the dining room table needs the top shelf dusted.”

“Of course! Please show me the way!”

He walked her to the cabinet and pointed to the top shelf. She faced the cabinet and reached up to the shelf, standing on her tip toes. He waited for a second, smiled, and then came up behind her. His hands touched the side of her body and then traveled up until he was cupping her breasts and his hardness was pressing against her backside.

“Sir! Oh my goodness! I..oh…sir please, I could get in trouble. Oh, oh, sir….”

Jon pinched her nipples, which caused her body to rise and her back to arch. Her head angled back and he leaned in to kiss her neck. Crystal softly moaned and breathed out heavily.

“Sir..I don’t know…oh, god that feels good…please..I’ve never done this….”

Jon continued to massage her breasts and kiss her neck, slightly biting her shoulders as well. One hand began to glide down over her belly until it reached her thong. She felt his hand leaving a trail of fire as it traveled down her body. His fingers slipped under the elastic and pushed out, allowing his hand to reach in and touch her wet mound. Ellen stopped speaking and became increasingly louder with her moans and her movements increased.

“Sir, I don’t know if I can’t stand much longer with the way you are touching me. Is there someplace we can go?”

“Well, I do need the dining room table cleared, so you can take care of that for me.”

“Of course sir!”

There were a few books and some papers on the table. Crystal reached forward and swept them off the table in a single motion of her arm. She turned to face Jon and sat on the edge of the table, her legs dangling and spread apart.

“Did I do a good job sir? Will you reward my hard work?”

“Of course! I am a strong but fair client.”

He stepped between her legs and began to kiss her. His hands reached back, undid her bra and removed it, tossing it with the books that had left the table. She pulled his shirt up and over his body and his chest was rewarded with her warm nipples now hard and sharp against him. Crystal’s hands roamed to his gym shorts and pushed them and his briefs down. She had to pull them back from his body to get them over his stiffened cock, hard as a rock in her hand now.

“How do you plan on rewarding me sir?”

“Like this.” And he pushed her shoulders back gently until she was lying on the table. Jon knelt in front of her and took her thighs into his hands, pushing them back and out. Crystal trembled in anticipation. It was hot, but the closeness she felt heightened the feeling. The whole situation that she was in with Tami and Jon. It all drove her crazy. And then Jon’s tongue hit her.

She moaned loudly and her hand immediately went into his hair. Crystal almost lost herself and talked to him as Ellen, but she was Crystal, the maid, and she loved playing the part.

“Oh sir! Oh my god that feels good! Please don’t stop!”

It took Ellen (not Crystal) a minute to realize there was something different about Jon’s technique. It was bolder, stronger, more explorative, but also more determined. As good as he was last night, he was more confident and direct. Apparently, all he needed to do was really let go and get in there and be strong. A part of Ellen was happy and a part was frustrated. She was glad she gave him this confidence, but she would have to surrender him back to Tami, and it made her slightly sad, and not a little angry. She wanted this to never stop.

Well, if this was all she had then it was what she would take, and she would take him any way she could. Tami told her to give him anything he wanted. And she would do that, putting her request to the test. All afternoon, all evening.

Jon continued his assault, his face getting steadily wetter and wetter. He could feel fluid coalescing and dripping off his chin. But he would not stop. Not when he felt her first orgasm cover his face even more, not even after her second. It was after the third that Crystal breathlessly told him to stop.

“Sir! Oh my god, that was amazing, holy shit I’ve never felt anything like that! But I need you, please be in me. Let me clean you out.”

Jon didn’t even wipe his face, he just stood and positioned his cock at Crystal’s entrance and slid in effortlessly. She wrapped tight around him with her legs to pull him into her.

“Go slow sir, take your time, I’m all yours.”

Jon grasped an ankle in each hand and lifted her legs up and out. He started slow but felt restrained. He picked up the pace, and then he began to slam into her hard. Ellen placed a hand on his chest and felt his heart beating wildly. She was doing that. She was making his heart beat fast and hard. There was no place she could imagine being except under him.

“Sir, I’m close to another one! Oh…oh…. uuuuhhhhhh….so close….”

Jon moved her legs so that they rested on his shoulders. Using one hand, he wrapped them around her legs and pressed them tight against him. The other reached under and rubbed her clit in slow small circles. Even as she got closer he kept the same deliberate pace. Crystal came within another 5 minutes and became almost incoherent.

“Yes! Sir yes sir! Yes, fuck me sir, fuck me like you need me sir.”

“Are you my slutty maid, Crystal?”

“Yes sir!! I am your slutty maid. I will do anything for you. Anywhere. Anytime. Just don’t ever stop fucking me. This pussy is all yours always. Always. Sir, its your…my…fuck…fuck……pussy. Yours sir.”

Jon smiled huge and was getting close.

Ellen looked at his face and sensed it and said, “Oh sir, please don’t come! Slow down! I’m not going to let you come until you are ready to burst. Just give me one more. I have one more in me. Please let me have it and I will please you all night. All night. My sir, my hard sir.”

It was difficult, but Jon was able to work her for another while when she climaxed again. Her legs shook against him and the wetness around his cock was unbelievable. He somehow did not orgasm himself but he was fine. He liked the thought of edging with her all afternoon before exploding later.

He lowered her legs to the ground and sat her up. Crystal could not say anything at first as she was dizzy from being on her back and having climaxed so much. She looked at Jon, not as “Crystal” but as Ellen, and she was filled with every emotion she could feel. Lust, desire, love, connectedness. She was lost in the moment and loved it.

“My goodness sir. That was amazing, but I think I have to leave now.”

Jon stood back and helped her up. He trusted her and he would let her dictate the moment.

She got dressed and put her coat on and he showed her out of the door. He pulled his gym shorts back on and waited. He glanced at the clock and realized an hour had already passed from when they had started the maid cosplay. Time was flying and it was only mid afternoon. He heard the garage door open and close but Ellen did not come in. It was now 10 or 15 minutes and he was starting to get worried. Then, he heard the garage. It opened and closed again. Then the knock.

He opened the door to see Ellen in her coat. He smiled and playing along, said, “Yes? How can I help you?”

“Good afternoon sir, I am Staci with an i and I was asked to stop by to deliver a special message.”

“Like a singing telegram?”

“Um, not singing, or a telegram. I can explain better inside.”

He let her in and she walked to the living room. She turned on the stereo and connected her phone to the audio system (she knew how it worked from many a party she had been to at their house).

“Please sit down sir.”

Jon sat on the couch again. “Staci” moved the coffee table to the side and out of the way, giving her plenty of space in the middle of the room. She took a dining room chair and put it into the middle of the room. Staci went to the stereo and pressed a button and music soon filled the room. It was an edgy slow song that would be at home in a club made for grinding. She looked at Jon and smiled.

“This is a very personal message. I hope you enjoy it. But you’ll need to be over here.” She took his hand and pulled him to the chair when he sat.

As the music swelled she unbuckled her coat again and slowly opened it. She had a new outfit on, something that would be at home in a strip club, as that was the intent. Her bra was red and studded with rhinestones. Her panties were a matching red and had a wide wrap-around band, but little below to cover her lips or ass. And her stockings were red fishnets, wrapping tight around each thigh. She was going to give him a show, a seductive strip show and he loved it.

“I heard your last girl did some cleaning. I don’t clean. I just get dirty.”

Jon’s mouth opened as he realized there was something written in lipstick across her breasts.

FUCK ME

His cock sprang up instantaneously. She took the coat off and tossed it to the side. She began to move to the music, moving her hips and tossing her hair. She turned and that’s when he saw her voluptuous ass again, but this time there was a word across each cheek. On one, “WHORE”, on the other “SLUT.” They looked like henna tattoos but Jon really didn’t care.

He just ogled and boggled at her.

“Jesus Christ.” Was all he could say.

He was beyond amazed at her. He watched as she gyrated and moved across the floor. She would strut to him and touch him then go back. Finally she took his hand and led him to the chair. She grabbed his shorts and lowered them to the ground. Standing in front of him, she moved and danced as she reached behind and unclamped her bra. “Staci” held the cups to her breasts and then leaned forward and released them and tossed the bra to the side.

Jon felt her and squeezed her, but she moved away and said, “Ah ah, sir, not quite yet. Hands to the side. Sit on them if you have to.”

Jon put them down as he was told but was even more excited. Ellen let her hair fall across his face and then straddled him, sitting on his lap facing him. She pushed her breasts into his face and grabbed his head and pushed down, motorboating him for a few seconds. She laughed and stood up again. She went behind him and ran her hands through his hair before running them down along his chest as her breasts pushed against the back of his head.

Jon didn’t see her grab the innocuous item on the top of the entertainment center that she had left earlier. She picked it up in her hand and held it. Staci came around again to the front and turned her back to him. Her thumbs went into her waistband and she made a great show of moving her hips side to side as she lowered them to the ground. She bent over at the waist and looked at him through her legs and waved. He laughed at the ridiculously sexy image. She straightened up slowly and faced him. Staci stopped dancing and took a step closer and stood in front of him, panting.

“Are you ready for your message sir?”

“Yes, god yes.”

“Good. However, in order to properly report my message, I am going to need your help with something. It’s a little delicate work, and I hope you don’t mind.”

“Anything you need. I’m ready.” Jon grinned like a fool.

She smiled and picked his hand up and placed two objects into it. One was a tiny bottle of fluid, and the other was a medium sized butt plug. He recognized it, but Tami did not have one. Well, not that he knew about. He had fantasized about them but had never seen one in the real world. Tami had told Ellen last month that she was going to buy some for their upcoming anniversary but that was a month away.

Ellen turned her back to him and bent over halfway, her hands resting on her knees. She turned her head to Jon and said, “Put it in please.”

Jon almost dropped it. It was smooth silicone with a bulbous head and a red jeweled end. He looked back and forth, from the plug to Ellen’s ass which was now in perfect display to him. Despite all the times he had been in her, he hadn’t really looked at it before now. Here it was, offered up and ready.

Jon squeezed some lube (as it was) onto the head and swirled it around the end. He applied some directly to her hole and pushed his finger in a little to properly get her ready. He heard her moan slightly. Then, slowly, he pressed the end of the plug against her hole and pushed.

The music was still on, but he could hear the wet and sticky sounds the plug made as he twisted and turned it into her hole. Inch by inch it disappeared into her ass. Her legs tensed off and on and her head kicked back. A long tortured moan escaped her lips. Finally, it was absorbed, firmly ensconced in her with the jewel shiny brightly stopping any further penetration.

Staci stood and turned to him, grinning wildly. She continued dancing for a few more minutes as the music shifted. She finally came close to him and took his shirt off. Another minute of dancing and she kneeled in front of him, both hands on his thighs. Without a word she slowly pulled his shorts and briefs off and he sat there naked and hard.

“Looks like you have a message for me as well, sir,” and she swallowed him all the way to the base of his cock. Jon was in heaven for the next 10 minutes.

Eventually, Staci stood up and danced around a little more, touching him throughout, always stroking him in between moves. She finally stood in front of him and moved to straddle him, each of her thighs resting on one of his legs. She pushed the front of her groin up against his raging erection and bumped him back and forth with her arms wrapped around his neck. The words “FUCK ME” were inches from his eyes.

She rose slightly and reached behind her, grasping his cock from under her. She moved it back and positioned it at her wet opening.

“Your message is as follows…” And she lowered herself onto him and ground her pussy down to his pelvic bone.

“Ellen says to tell you, she will be your fantasy tonight. She will do things you’ve always imagined but never experienced. She will ride you, and devour you, and suck every drop of cum from your body. She said she is all yours to do with as you please, just as you will be my cocktoy to have as I want right now. This is not the end. This is only the beginning.”

And she began to rise and fall on him.

The experience was one of the most sensuous that John had ever experienced. The music in his years matched her tempo and rhythm until it fell silent as the playlist finished. The silence was deafening as they suddenly were aware of every wet squishing sound that came from the joining of their hips and his cock deep in her wet pussy.

Her skin in his hands felt incredible. He did not grip her sides tightly, rather he let her body slide up and down through his hands.

Even so, Jon did not forget about Tami. She was always on his periphery. As much as he enjoyed Staci, everything she was doing for him here would be a fleeting thought if Stephen was doing the same thing to Tami. It took an enormous effort at first to focus on Staci and try to forget what was happening miles away. This morning had helped tremendously but the pain was still there underneath the surface.

What Ellen had done with the maids outfit had produced more of a permanent change that he knew himself at the time. Suddenly it was about his fantasies, about his needs, and he felt a shift slightly inside of him. For an entire hour he had been anxiety free. It also helped that everything he saw Ellen do he imagined Tami doing for him at some point. He now had the confidence to ask her about using cosplay in costumes. He now felt that he could communicate even more with her on his needs while still meeting hers.

Much like Tami felt, Jon was also riddled with guilt about enjoying what he was experiencing. It simply couldn’t be helped unfortunately. He cleared his mind with the help of Ellen‘s breasts moving up and down in front of his face. He loved his Tami more than life itself and he knew what price was to be paid for asking Ellen to be here and he loved her even more for that. So he would celebrate and enjoy being with her Ellen but was still counting the seconds until he could have his Tami back.

For the next 20 minutes or so, “Staci” continued to ride and pleasure Jon. There was dirty talk, and some spanking, at one point, Jon stood up and Staci put one foot on the chair and Jon took her from behind. It was all a glorious blur for them. Finally, Jon sat back down, Tami turned her back to him, stood between his legs and slowly brought her ass down until she was essentially doing a standing reverse cowgirl in between his legs.

This hit a pleasureable spot for both of them as they quickly lost control. Staci moved up and down and Jon could only hold onto her hips for dear life. He looked down at her tattoos again. Whore. Slut. He spanked each one again, with both hands. Staci moaned and shook with each one. He spanked her again, harder. She responded again. One hand went up and gathered her hair to pull her head back while the other continued the spanking. Staci kept her pace and shortly after orgasmed strongly. She slowed and Jon could see her legs shaking. He turned her around and her face was positively glowing.

With a huge goofy grin she swept her hair to the side and gave Jon and a long and satisfied look.

“Holy shit, sir, that was amazing. I can barely stand. Guess I better get off my feet.” Staci knelt in front of Jon and placed her hands on his thighs. Without using her hands, she took his cock into her mouth and proceeded to suck and lick the everlasting life out of him. He struggled staying sitting down. He was close to his climax and warned Staci but she kept going. One of his hands grasped the back of her head and pushed it down onto him as his legs tensed and then released his orgasm into her mouth.

Staci kept her head still and then slowly drew back. Jon almost slipped out of the chair looking at her. She smiled without opening her mouth, and then swallowed while maintaining eye contact. She then grinned and opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out at him.

“God damn, El….Staci. That was fucking unbelievable.”

“All for you Sir. You deserved it. I hope the message I delivered was received well.”

“Uh, yeah, yeah, I’d say yeah….” Jon was not thinking straight.

“Perfect. I do pride myself on my work and skills.”

She stood and straddled Jon again. They kissed for a few minutes as she wrapped herself around him.

And that was when his phone rang.

The buzzing came from his gym shorts and he glanced down. It had slipped out of a pocket and he could see the caller ID on the front: Stephen. He was frozen for a second and turned a look at Ellen who had also seen the name.

“I think I need to answer that,” he said.

“OK, but whatever he has to say I’m staying close to you. If he’s calling to rub your face or anything, or to hurt you though, I will pull his testicles out of his body myself.”

John smiled and steeled himself for the call. He pressed to accept the call and then hit speaker. He wanted Ellen to hear anything.

“Hello?”

There was no answer. Just some background static of something.

“Hello? Stephen? Is that you?”

There was another pause and then Tami’s voice came through the speaker.

“Hi honey, it’s not Stephen it’s me.”

John paused. He was not ready to hear her voice, Ellen’s body had also gone rigid, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Are you OK? Why are you calling me from Steven‘s phone? What’s going on?” He tried to keep his tone even but there was a small amount of anger that was creeping in.

“Nothing’s wrong honey. My phone died and I just wanted to make sure you were doing OK.”

“I’m doing fine,” he replied. He could not prevent the tone from sounding a little harsh that time.

“Is Ellen there? I asked her to stop by to say hello and pick up some things of hers that I had.”

Ellen’s eyes widened and she leaned forward to speak in his ear. “Stephen doesn’t know I’m with you. Can’t let him know.”

There was a noise that Jon heard through the phone, but he couldn’t place it at first, like feedback or something.

“Yeah, she stopped by,” John replied. “I gave her what you wanted me to and she seemed OK with it.”

Ellen had to smile at that comment. Oh she was very OK with it she said quietly into his ear. Her hips began to move against him ever so slightly, which was distracting him.

The sound that John heard came back onto the phone faintly. It was like a ticking sound, maybe something tapping.

“What are you doing? It sounds like there’s a clock or something behind you.”

“Yeah, it’s an old grandfather clock that he has here in the living room.”

Ellen’s eyes suddenly went wide, almost with terror. John looked at her and mouthed, what? Ellen shook her head so strongly that John had to shake his head at her to answer, but she refused to say anything.

Be calm, she mouthed. Just stay calm. She wanted desperately to take his mind off what he was hearing. John knew that he shouldn’t be but he was very angry. He didn’t know whether it was with Steven or Tammy or both.

“Oh, OK. I really didn’t expect to hear from you and frankly I wasn’t sure I wanted to.”

“I understand honey and I’ll let you go right now.”

“Are you still planning on being home by six tomorrow,” he asked.

John was only slightly listening to her response as he was looking deep into Ellen’s eyes. Her emotions were not easy to read. It was a little bit of everything. Fear, sadness, anger, frustration, confusion.

“Yes,” she replied. “I will absolutely be home by then. Please make sure you have a lot of wine ready.”

That he could promise her. Along with a lot of other very strong alcohol.

“Listen honey I’m gonna get going and let you go. Please just take care of yourself and I will see you tomorrow as soon as I can.”

“Are you sure you’re OK, because you sound funny?” he asked.

“No, I am…I am fine.”

“I will call you when I get on the plane tomorrow if you want, just please take care and say hello to Ellen for me and please thank her again, please. And please just remember how much I…”

And there was silence, perhaps something in the background. Was that Stephen’s voice? Was he saying something or…just making a sound. Ellen looked sad, almost teary eyed.

“Tami, are you OK?” He looked up at Ellen in a slight panic but she merely put a finger to his lips and made a shushing sound and mouthed, just let it go right now.

“I’m sorry I thought I heard him coming out. I really will let you go now. Please just know that I love you very much and will see you soon. Goodbye.”

John was silent for a few seconds as he tried to regain composure.

“I love you too. I’ll see you tomorrow, good night.” And he hung up.

Ellen had stopped her motion and hugged John as tight as she could against her naked body. John’s arms encircled her as well and they held each other for a few seconds.

“Can you tell me now what that look was about? Something got to you. What?” Jon asked.

Ellen waited, she could’t bring herself to say it, but she was sure of what was happening. She hadn’t thought that Stephen would do something like that. Well, he did coerce another man’s wife to go away with him for a weekend to be fucked silly but still. This was just a new edge of cruelty that she could not fathom. And while she felt pity-love and support for Tami, she couldn’t also help feel the anger. She didn’t understand how she could’ve let Stephen do that to her and, by consequence, to Jon.

“Jon…..” she started before pausing. She looked away for a second and then finally looked back at him and told him. “He was fucking her while she talked with you.”

Jon was shocked and couldn’t respond. The love of his life, the woman he would be with forever, called him and he had to listen to her fucking another man, his boss of all people. He assumed that Stephen or her had came when she went silent, not knowing that it was Stephen and that Tami was soon to orgasm while he was sitting there trying to understand everything.

Ellen and Jon embraced each other for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, they pulled apart and looked at each other. Ellen planted gentle kisses on his lips holding his face tenderly.

She had loved him like a brother before this weekend. Now she loved him in a much deeper and personal way. She would do anything for him. She always would. The worst part was that she knew he and Tami would remain together. As much as she loved him she would never be hers. But she loved him nonetheless with all her heart.

“I meant what I said, Jon,” Ellen said. “I will give you anything you want. I’ll do anything you want. I am completely yours tonight. Whatever you need John. I think we both need us now.”

John stared at her beautiful face for several seconds, maybe a few minutes. He touched her cheek with his hand and looked deep into your eyes.

“Ok. Thanks. I don’t think it’s sex I need right now though. I just….I think I just need to lie down for a bit. I need to think, or not think, or…I don’t know what…”

“It’s ok, Jon. It’s ok.”

“Ellen?”

“Yes?”

“I can’t ever thank you enough simply for being here. Not for doing all of this. Just being here and being by my side. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to help me endure this. If all we had done was sit and watch tv and play games I would have been good. Without you…I don’t know. I don’t think I would have made it.”

“It’s ok, Jon. I am here. And we do have this. All day. All night. I won’t leave you.”

He smiled and kissed her. Then he stood but kept his hands under Ellen’s legs. She was startled but quickly wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He walked slowly to his bedroom and placed her gently on the sheets. He then lay next to her and spooned her from behind. They lay like that for several minutes. Just holding each other. Quiet and together. They each thought of each other and drifted off, a short nap in the middle of the afternoon which had turned into anything but a delight.

Continues in Part 10

PS: We are just over halfway. It ended up a lot longer than I thought. Sorry about that. I am trying to finish by the end of the weekend.

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