He punched the number of the Hotel Bar into the phone. Gerry, the Bar Manager answered, "Yea, Mr. Payne, what can I do for you?"
Gerry's voice sounded respectful. He had seen Jack Payne's room number appear on his screen. Jack smiled to himself. He had already reassured Gerry about his continuation as Bar Manager and now Gerry was keen to reassure Jack that he had made the right decision. In fact the decision had not been Jack's to make. Jack Payne was a mere messenger, sent by the Head Office of the Estoria Hotel Group to inform the local hotel staff as to which of them were being retained and which were being released. The decisions on how to make efficiency savings in the hotel had already been made by the Head Office Efficiency Team, who had been staying incognito at the hotel for the last few weeks. They were now gone and Jack's job was to inform the lucky staff being retained, often with a salary increase, and give the bad news to those being made redundant.
He had been given the role of conveying bad news as the Head Office had recognized him as being cold and callous and perfect for the hard task of telling staff when they were no longer required. When he had first been given the role as messenger, a couple of years previously, he had tried to make it clear to the staff that the decisions on who went and who stayed had not been his, but nobody believed him. It seemed ridiculous to him that the staff could think that he, a twenty three-year-old young man, could have been given such a level of responsibility, but he soon realized that was the case. If he'd had any sensitivity he would have felt annoyed and embarrassed about it, but as he was coldly indifferent he couldn't care. In fact he soon came to see the benefits.
It was a maid tidying his room at the first hotel that began his realization of how he could exploit his position. She had asked him if her job was safe. Looking at his list he could see that she was being retained but he was a bit slow in responding to her question. The next minute she was unzipping his pants and determinedly sucking the head of his cock. She was not a particularly attractive brunette and, being in shock as she pulled his pants down, his organ was flaccid. However, as she determinedly sucked his glans, his penis engorged with blood and he was soon groaning contentedly as he filled her mouth with cum. She then looked really pleased as he told her that her job was OK.
He didn't know whether she'd mentioned their encounter to anybody else, but the next day as he came out of the shower he found a blonde maid stripping her clothes off. She was a big girl, fatter than he would normally have been interested in. However, despite her size, he'd felt obliged to give her a good shafting and as her fat thighs, stomach and breasts were all wobbling to his thrusts, he decided, as he climaxed, that he could enjoy fucking women of all shapes and sizes, colors and creeds.
Nevertheless, he decided he would be picking out the best looking women to exploit. He particularly liked slightly mature women, mid-thirties, who had often reached a managerial grade and wore smart clothing, but he also liked the dancers and singers in the hotel entertainment areas. He knew he was an average looking guy who most women would not look twice at, but now he had access to good looking women far above his previous expectations.
Early on, he did make the mistake of fucking women who he'd then made redundant, but after he found his car smashed in with a crowbar or similar weapon, he decided that he would only take advantage when the member of staff was going to be retained. It meant he missed out on some gorgeous women, but 'hey', he said to himself, 'one can't have everything'. After that he regarded his encounters as a win-win, the employee kept her job and he got to sexually enjoy her.
Gerry, the Bar Manager, was waiting for him to respond to his question.
"Gerry, when Dolores has finished her act, send her up to my room please."
"Sure thing Mr. Payne."
There was no further comment from Gerry. Jack had interviewed staff in office rooms and other rooms around the hotel including his bedroom, but Gerry didn't think anything of it. Or, if he did notice that the best looking women were interviewed in Mr. Payne's bedroom, he kept it to himself.
Dolores was the main singer. She sang rather old fashioned songs, Broadway melodies and Ella Fitzgerald numbers, and dressed in a dated style. Her dress was long, tight fitting and sequined, narrowing at her waist. It showed her magnificent figure off to perfection. The skirt of the dress was split up the leg and there was a hint of darker nylon near her thighs, which could have implied thigh-highs or garter straps and stockings. She was a beautiful woman, her dark glossy hair and sparkling brown eyes indicating a trace of Latina, but her greatest attributes were her big voluptuous breasts and a big rounded firm ass. As she moved around the stage on her high heels, her breasts swung a fraction of a second behind the rest of her body causing boners to twitch appreciatively in her male audience.
Jack's intention, of which Dolores was unaware, was that he was going to be penetrating that luscious body in the near future. He wasn't going to bother to make her give him a blowjob. In fact his blowjob enjoyment had been satisfied earlier in the day by the Office Manager, Miss Holloway. A blowjob would be a complication that delayed getting his boner inside Dolores's more fundamental juicy hole. There were a couple of holes he was interested in, but he believed a gentleman should always call at the front door first.
As he was waiting for Dolores, Jack thought about his earlier encounter with Miss Holloway. She shared the responsibility for the hotel administration with the Head Receptionist, Mr. Gedge. It was evident to everyone that their roles would be combined in any restructuring. However, as Mr. Gedge was three months off retirement, the obvious candidate to be retained was Miss Holloway and this was what the Head Office Efficiency Team had decided. Miss Holloway was unaware that the decision had already been made, but assumed that she would move seamlessly into the new combined role with an appropriate increase in salary,
Her attitude irritated Jack. She was a haughty good-looking redhead in her mid-thirties who, he knew from her file, had recently got engaged. Her figure was slim, with no noticeable curves. However, what was her sexiest feature by far was a set a sensuous lips that looked to have been made to suck a boner. She knew she had extremely kissable-looking lips and applied a thick glossy red lipstick to accentuate them.
She believed that she was too good for the hotel and let it be known that she had been approached by Hilton Hotels with a possible job offer. So, when Jack asked her into the back office for a talk about her future, she strutted in confidently and, with a smirk, awaited the news of her promotion.
Jack allowed a few seconds of silence before he began his memorized script.
"Firstly, Miss Holloway, I would like to thank you most sincerely for your commitment and service to the Estoria Hotel Group. Your contract of employment sets out quite clearly your right to severance pay and I am pleased to confirm that there is no complication at all to you receiving your full entitlement. Of course there are two staff loans which you have taken out and which will now need to be repaid, but I'm sure your new employer will assist you on that. It now only remains for me to wish you luck for the future in which I am sure you will be very successful."
With the end of his oration Jack held out his hand for the traditional handshake, but was met with a stare of incomprehension from Miss Holloway.
"Surely Mr. Payne," she gasped, "you cannot be serious about releasing me."
Her attractive, blue-eyed, slightly freckled face was looking pale.
"Mr. Gedge has only three months to go before his retirement. How can you possibly pick him over myself?"
Jack was enjoying himself. He noticed how those luscious lips were slightly trembling. He tried to look as if he was puzzled. "But Miss Holloway, we knew that you were leaving anyway with an offer of a better job, so we thought that Mr. Gedge could cover for the next three months and then, as we would be taking bookings and checking-in online, we would start afresh with new management."
Miss Holloway was looking horrified. Her voice now was far less confident and conveyed consternation.
"Mr. Payne, although the Hilton Group has shown an interest, I have received nothing in writing. Indeed, if you make me redundant, I now would be out of work and the repayment of my two staff loans would be impossible."
Jack's face now showed a look of great concern. It was an expression he had practiced and used on a number of previous occasions. "Miss Holloway, I am so sorry. Had I known that your opportunity for other employment was so negligible," she winced at that word, "I would certainly have offered you the new post of General Manager of Operations with an increase in salary, as we certainly value your abilities."
She was now looking hopeful. "But Mr. Payne, surely you can now appoint me."
Suddenly Jack looked at her with a colder expression. "Miss Holloway, the paper work required would be considerable. It is now impossible for me to reconsider."
She looked devastated, and then he continued, "Unless, of course, you could help me to change my mind."
She was still looking woebegone, but was now also looking perplexed until Jack made it clear. "If you were to kneel in front of me and pleasure me, I believe I could do the paperwork required and appoint you as General Manager of Operations."
Suddenly, she was looking horrified. The issues were crashing around in her head -- she was going to lose her job -- she could retain her job if she fellated him -- what was she to do?
Jack helped her come to a decision. "The role of General Manager comes with a fifteen percent salary increase over your current role."
Her face was expressionless as she took in that information then, bracing herself, she resolutely stepped forward and knelt in front of him. He had won again. There were still a few stages to go before she was past the point of no return, but he felt he had her.
He looked down at her in triumph as he slowly undid the belt of his pants. She stared ahead fixedly, trying to ignore what he was doing. He pulled his zip down and then slowly pushed his pants down his legs and took them off. He was standing there in his boxers which were being pushed out by his boner. Grasping the elastic on both sides, he pushed his boxers down and off his legs. He was now standing there naked from the waist down. When he first had women kneeling in front of him, he had just pulled his zip down. Now, with a lot more experience, he knew that he needed his genitals unencumbered to have complete freedom to enjoy their treat.
Miss Holloway was breathing shallowly, but was now gazing in fright at the sight of his manhood swaying in front of her. He was bigger than most men. He also knew he produced more semen than most guys and he was lucky to be able to keep going for long periods. Miss Holloway was unaware of his last two abilities, but it was his size that now was causing consternation.
Jack lowered his voice to a gentle murmur. "Just take it slowly into your mouth, Miss Holloway. Imagine, I am your fiancé."
Miss Holloway's fiancé had never asked her for a blowjob and she'd never offered one. She muttered, "We don't, we haven't---", staring wide-eyed at his swaying boner.
Jack was surprised. It seemed almost criminal that she was not using those lips, which were so perfectly shaped to give oral stimulation, to provide pleasure for her fiancé.
As she wasn't moving, he gently placed a hand behind her head, keeping it still as he pushed forward and placed the tip of his knob head to her closed lips. The smell of his male musk was strong in her nostrils. Miss Holloway's mind was in turmoil. If she opened her lips, she knew it was a point of no return, but then if she lost her job it was unthinkable and there was no way she could repay the staff loans. Jack had experienced a couple of women who had suddenly jumped up at this point, but he was feeling fairly confident and was proved right. After a couple of long seconds, her lush lips slowly parted and slid around his mushroom head. He had never tired of enjoying that moment when his cock first entered a woman's mouth and Miss Holloway's mouth was as warm and wet as they come. The feeling of the flesh of her lips sliding over his hot glans was delicious. As she pulled back and started repeating the maneuver, he began to realize that this was not the first time she had delivered a blowjob. His experience of being pleasured by women's mouths was now considerable and, even as she claimed that she did not fellate her fiancé, Jack could tell that she was no blowjob virgin.
As she was now fully committed, with no escape, he began to tease her. "Miss Holloway, I can tell you've done this before, so you know how to hold my balls as you suck."
As she continued to suck him, there was a slight widening of her eyes and coloring of her cheeks that confirmed he was correct. She tentatively moved a hand forward cradling his balls. The way her fingers started jiggling and scratching them gave him further confirmation of her experience.
He decided to embarrass her even more. He liked to thoroughly humiliate the women he was forcing into sex. It made them very submissive and compliant, and acquiescent when, at a later date, he might choose to demand a repeat performance.
He wondered if she'd been giving blowjobs to her first boss at the hotel in order to achieve her current position. He decided to find out. "Would it have been Mr. Kline you sucked off by any chance."
Her face blushed pink to the roots of her hair as she continued to suck him. He chuckled, "Well, well, you naughty girl Miss Holloway, and of course your fiancé doesn't know."
The mortification was in her eyes as she realized he knew everything. She felt a tremendous guilt that this man knew her secret. Her shame made her feel less and less able to resist.
His voice was now sounding harsh, "OK, so you know how a man likes his glans licked and then sucked, so do it for me as you used to do it for Mr. Kline."
She yielded immediately to his command and licked the tender nerve at the base of his mushroom head, then trailed her tongue around the rim before she pushed it into the red eye at the tip. Then she returned to sucking his helmet before repeating the maneuver.
As she was replicating this action five or six times Jack gloated, " Oh yes Miss Holloway, you really are a dirty slut."
She moaned as she heard his words, feeling utterly humiliated. He then took it further, "I'm going deeper now Miss Holloway."
He pushed his boner to the back of her throat, but she was not making any further progress easy. He decided to be cruel.
"If I don't get everything I want with this blowjob, Miss Holloway, you will get nothing but your severance papers."
There was a muffled sound from her, which would have been a sob if his cock hadn't been filling her mouth. Then, bending her head slightly, she opened her throat, allowing his hot hard meat to slip to the back. Her nostrils were buried in his pubic hair. He pulled out carefully then pushed it right in again. Repeating the action more quickly he was now throat fucking her, gripping her hair with both hands.
He was able to enjoy this fabulous throat fuck for some time before he felt his climax building. He had been at this physical point many times before and now told his victim just what he wanted.
"Right, Miss Holloway, I'm going to cum. As I do I will pull my cock out of your throat into your mouth. You will then suck my helmet as hard as you can. As I cum in your mouth you will swallow my seed as quickly as possible as we don't want to spill any on this carpet."
Feeling his instructions were clear, he felt his orgasm bubble over. Miss Holloway began sucking his crown hard as his fiery cum spurted in her mouth, shot after shot. She swallowed as much as she could, not allowing even a trickle of jizz to escape.
He quickly dressed and walked towards the door. As he turned round to address her she was still kneeling, staring ahead. In a matter-of-fact tone he said, "The confirmation of your new appointment will be on your desk tomorrow morning. I'll be back in three months' time when I'll expect you to show your appreciation again for your good fortune."
With that he left the room and shut the door.
He was thinking about Miss Holloway as he waited for Dolores to come to his room. Miss Holloway was the archetypal Office Manager, efficient, but not particularly pleasant. Dolores on the other hand, was a very good natured woman. He knew, from talking to other members of staff, that she was a churchgoer who was faithful to her husband. A number of male patrons had made her offers, all of which she had ignored. She was nearly forty, worried about her age and whether she was too old fashioned for the hotel. She attended the hotel gym regularly to keep her body firm. She had a sixteen year-old daughter at a school which required some fees to be paid by the parents and as Dolores husband had a steady but low paid job, Dolores was the main breadwinner.
He knew that Dolores would be worried as she came up to his room. Being a callous man, he didn't care about her worries, feeling that they only made her more vulnerable for him to exploit. The hotel had another younger singer, Kerry, a sexy lithe blonde, who sang the numbers for the earlier part of the evening. Her songs were more modern, Beyonce etc. However, the hotel only needed one singer, so one of them would have to go.
The Head Office Efficiency Team had done a good job in analyzing the options. They had realized that it was Dolores who pulled in the punters who bought the most expensive drinks. So their solution was that Dolores would be kept on doing a longer but better paid routine, while Kerry would be transferred to a club in town, also owned by the group, which had a younger audience. Jack was looking forward to interviewing Kerry the following morning, but for now all he could think of was penetrating Dolores. Dolores knew none of the decisions that had already been made as she approached Jack's room and feared for her continuing employment.
Her knock on his door was hesitant, so he pretended not to hear it. It was then repeated a bit louder and he opened the door smiling at his guest. Dolores looked nervous. Jack was dressed in a tracksuit which would be easy for him to strip off for his sex session, but Dolores just saw him as a busy executive who was about to go to the gym. She believed that he saw her as a very minor cog in a big machine.
As she came into his room he walked back to his bed and turned around facing her. He didn't ask her to sit down, that would have put her more at her ease. He started as usual with his memorized script.
"Firstly, Dolores, I would like to thank you most sincerely for your commitment and service to the Estoria Hotel Group. Your contract of employment sets out quite clearly your right to severance pay and I am pleased to confirm that there is no complication at all to you receiving ---."
But he got no further. He was interrupted by a wail from Dolores who put her hand to her mouth. He tried to sound concerned, "Dolores, are you OK? As you probably guessed we only need one singer and Kerry is better placed to bring in a younger audience."
Dolores was still shaking. "I don't know what I'll do," she gasped. "My husband doesn't earn much and I have a child who depends on me."
He tried to look horrified. "Dolores, you have a daughter?"
She nodded her head as she wept, her face in her hands.
Jack tried to sound concerned, "Really Dolores, I had no idea you were a mother. If I had known I could have gone with my other option."
Her crying had stopped momentarily as she looked questioningly, hopefully at him to explain the other option.
Jack sighed, as if in regret, "Well the other option was to transfer Kerry to the Astral Club, where she would have a younger audience. This would have meant that you would have had to extend your act by another forty minutes, but of course you would have had a twenty percent salary increase to recognize that."
Dolores gasped as she considered what might have been. Jack knew that the longer singing time would have been no problem for her whatsoever. In fact she loved being on the stage. The thought that she could have had an increase in salary instead of losing her job was painful for her.
She paused for a moment before whispering a hopeful question, "Surely Mr. Payne, you could change your mind and move Kerry. I would be pleased to extend my act to whatever you require."
Jack looked sympathetic as he said in a kindly voice, "That would be so difficult now. The paperwork alone would take me hours, let alone the embarrassing necessary phone calls I'd have to make to Head Office to explain the change of plan."
Dolores looked downcast until Jack changed his voice to a harder tone and said, "Of course, there is something you can do to help me change my mind."
Jack smiled to himself as he saw the look in Dolores' eyes. It was a look of seeing a ray of hope instead of a black cloud of disaster.
His voice was now very low. "You are a beautiful woman Dolores. If you could agree to stay in my room for an hour, I will see that you keep your job and get the pay rise. Why don't you take your dress off and walk over towards me."
Dolores eyes opened wide in shock. She had received many offers over the years but had always ignored them. She knew that men lusted after her. She could see the men's eyes staring at her cleavage as she walked around the stage. Deliberately showing that hint of stocking top at the top of her legs, she knew it drove men to distraction wondering about her underwear. But although she was a tease in her stage act, she was actually a very well behaved mother, who loved her hardworking husband. Despite the offers from rich men in her audience she had never considered being unfaithful to her husband. Her husband was a sweet caring man. With his late shift work, he was often too tired to make love to her when they went to bed. When they did have sex, he would roll on top of her as gently as he could and finish quite quickly. He had a smallish penis and Dolores was sometimes uncertain if anything much happened. However, despite his lack of ardor, she loved him very much. Dolores also loved her daughter a lot. That love was reciprocated with her daughter admiring her mother's virtue and loyalty to her father.
Nevertheless, with all her feelings of loyalty to her family telling her to walk straight out of the door, she hesitated. If she didn't agree with what he asked she was looking at a financially grim future. The mortgage company could foreclose on her home and her daughter's schooling would be at risk. If she did agree to what he wanted, it would surely be over quickly and probably something that she could pretend to herself never happened.
Dolores voice was dry as she whispered, "OK Mr. Payne I'll stay for a few minutes."
Jack's smile was now looking colder as he said firmly, "OK, take your dress off and walk over to me."
Dolores took a deep breath and, putting her hands up behind her, unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She went to take off her stilettos, but Jack indicated with his hand that she should leave them on. She had one leg slightly in front of the other, her head held high staring unfocussed at some spot behind Jack's head. Her hands were loosely by her side.
Jack swallowed, his mouth dry from the anticipation of what was to come. She was a picture of erotic loveliness. As he'd suspected, her underwear was expensive. It was white silk, with her white garter belt a perfect match for her fawn stockings. He had never believed that she would wear anything cheap under her magnificent sequined dress. He let her stand there for a few seconds before repeating his command.
"I said, walk over to me."
She walked slowly towards him, the stilettos ensuring that her movement was quite sexy, and waited trembling in front of him before he made his next request, his voice soft with a feigned shyness, "and your brassiere."
Dolores took a couple of deep breaths before reaching her hands behind her and unclipping her bra. As she discarded it, she kept her hands protectively over her breasts, hiding them.
Jack smiled at her and gently said, "Now please step over to me."
She nervously took the three steps required towards him, still holding her hands over her breasts. When she was directly in front of him, Jack leant forward, put his arms loosely around her and gently pulled her towards him. He kissed her softly on the lips and she responded as she thought he would wish, with a little pressure from her own pursed lips.
Jack let this fairly demure kissing continue for a minute before tenderly taking her wrists in his hands and placing Dolores arms over his shoulders. Forcing himself not to grab her lovely big tits, he began to lightly stroke her breasts, finishing each stroke with a mild caress of her nipples. Her breathing quickened a little as her nipples blossomed from the light touch of his fingers.
When he felt that she was relaxed, while continuing their chaste kiss, he transferred his left hand smoothly to rest lightly on her right buttock. She stiffened initially, then, as she relaxed again, he slid his right hand down her stomach to the top edge of her panties. This time he felt her whole body tense as his fingers deftly slipped under the elastic.
He could read the signs. He knew that this was make or break. She was thinking feverishly if she should end it now and break away from him. With his fingers just inside the top elastic of her panties, he whispered with a voice that conveyed urgent concern for her, "If you stop now you will have nothing. You will probably lose your home. Your daughter will be kicked out of her school. Is her mommy going to let her down? If you stay, your salary goes up and everything at home is rosy."
Jack grinned inwardly to himself as he felt her relax. He had won again and was really going to enjoy her.
Jack never failed to feel that sexual thrill of excitement whenever he succeeded in getting his fingers inside a woman's panties. Dolores had pulled away from the kiss as his fingers had slid down her stomach. Having been through her final moment of thinking of running away, her mouth was now open as she breathed heavily, awaiting what he was going to do with trepidation.
Jack slid his fingers slowly through her pubic hair. She had it neatly trimmed and he guessed that it would otherwise be luxuriant like the hair on her head. His fingers continued in their downward path until he was at the top of her labia lips. She gasped as he slipped his fingers between them and found her clitoris. He was an expert at seeming to do virtually nothing with his fingertips, but doing everything. He slyly went to work, gradually increasing the movement of his fingers so that soon her clitoris was fully engorged and her juices were oiling up her pussy entrance.
Dolores was trembling. Although Jack had now reached a level of intimacy that she'd only ever experienced with her husband, he was being so tender that she felt he clearly only had loving caring feelings for her. After all, he was not ugly. He was an average looking guy who was clearly going to be very gentle with her and it was likely to be over fairly quickly. She knew she was nearly old enough to be his mother and she suspected that it was probably maternal affection he wanted as much as anything else. She felt herself relaxing and sighed as she felt the warmth spreading through her loins. Jack grinned to himself as he heard her sigh, indicating that he was getting her near to his goal.
Slowly removing his hand from her panties, he gently pushed her towards his bed, lowering her so that she was flat on her back. Dolores shut her eyes and waited for his next move. Seeing her eyes shut, Jack quickly stripped off his tracksuit so that he was facing her naked at the foot of the bed. Leaning forwards he pulled her carefully down the bed towards him and, gripping the elastic at the top of her panties, he pulled them down smoothly over her legs and stilettos, discarding them at the side of the bed.
Dolores still had her eyes tightly shut as Jack moved forward and placed the tip of his boner at her pussy entrance. She found that she was not as nervous as she thought she would be. She thought of his hand lightly touching her buttock and compared it to her husband's drunk friend who had grabbed and squeezed her ass when she'd ill-advisedly agreed to a dance with him. She also thought about the light kiss of Jack's lips and the gentle, almost imperceptible stroking of her breasts. Yes, she believed that this almost non-event would be over fairly quickly and she could forget about it and just enjoy her newfound status as the only solo singer and with an increase in salary. Then everything changed.
Jack jabbed his mushroom head just inside her pussy. Dolores screamed from the shock and the pain. What had he put inside her? She opened her gorgeous brown eyes wide staring at him uncomprehendingly and saw Jack's smirking face.
She tried to pull away, but he held her firmly and growled, "Oh Dolores, when a woman is as beautiful and voluptuous as you, she needs to be fucked hard and deep with a big cock."
With that he thrust in harder, inserting another couple of inches.
"Dolores screamed, "NOOO!"
Jack chuckled, "Come on, my fingers got you really wet. You are a naughty slutty mommy who is now going to be fucked as she deserves."
He pulled back and thrust in even harder, gaining more depth. Dolores felt she was being split in two. He carried on thrusting until she thought her vagina was full, straining round his thick hard meat, but she was mistaken. Grabbing a stiletto in each hand he forced her legs wide apart and drove into her with even harder deeper thrusts until he was in to the hilt.
Dolores realized that miraculously the pain had eased to be replaced with an indescribable intense feeling of having her body filled with his hard hot meat. She also realized in shame that her juices must have flowed copiously as he pounded her to allow the lubrication for his violating penetration.
Jack was feeling fantastic. He'd noticed that each thrust had increased her pussy juices, which was just as well as she was a lot tighter than he'd expected her to be. The grip of her vagina as he continued ripping in and out of her was exquisite. He slowed his thrusts somewhat to allow himself to concentrate on her tits. Dolores's breasts had been wobbling and swaying to each of his thrusts and now he was really going to enjoy them.
"Dolores, your juggs are fucking great," he laughed as he started grabbing and mauling them.
Dolores groaned as his hands squeezed and pinched her breasts and his mouth sucked greedily on her plum nipples. What happened to that mild young man who had led her to believe that he would be gentle with her? Then things got worse.
She realized that her hips were moving of their own accord. As he was pushing his cock in, so she was pushing against him, trying to increase his penetration. Her moan now was even louder.
None of this was lost on Jack who loved that moment whenever a woman he was fucking started thrusting back at him.
"Oh Dolores, you naughty mommy, what would your husband say?"
Dolores moaned even louder in shame and humiliation, but still could not stop her body responding. She knew he was right and all she was now wanting was to get as much as his cock inside her as possible. She grabbed the back of his head stopping his mouth from leaving her breasts and pushed back at his cock as hard as she could, feeling his hard phallus sliding in and out.
Suddenly Jack pushed himself off her tits and pushed his tongue in her mouth. This was nothing like the soft kissing that they had started with. At the same time he grasped a tit in each hand and squeezed them unmercifully. Dolores found that her tongue was wrestling his in a frenzy of licking and sucking. How could she not help her mouth reacting when her vagina felt on sexual fire and her nipples were being so stimulated.
They were slamming their pelvises against each other as Dolores started one of the biggest climaxes she had ever experienced. She sensed that, with his experience, he had timed himself to ensure he was cumming at the same time. Her vagina contracted in spasms and she knew she was sucking up his hot cum inside her. Jack was gasping as his cock shot spurt after spurt of fiery jizz deep into her sexual organs.
She lay there gasping for breath, wondering what the hell she had done and then realized to her horror that he was still rock hard inside her.
He smiled down at as he whispered. "I hope that you don't think you are finished. That was just the start. I did all the work that time. Now it is your turn."
With that statement he grasped her around the waist and rolled so that she was on top of him.
"Sit up straight," he commanded.
He sensed that she was about to try to get off him and leave, so he added, "unless you want to leave now and end up with nothing?"
She stared at him as she slowly pushed herself upright, impaled on his rod of flesh.
Jack gazed at her. To him, this was the number one position to have sex with a voluptuous beautiful woman. He enjoyed it when they were underneath him and he was in charge, spearing them, watching their full breasts wobbling in time to his thrusts. But although it was great when a woman started thrusting back at him from underneath, a voluptuous woman could never really make use of all her full assets as they fucked, unless she was on top.
When a voluptuous woman was on top, big breasts swaying above him, their size enhanced by the angle, it was the perfect position. Dolores's big ass was important as well. Jack had a mirror strategically placed so that he could see her ass when he got her to start working those round buttocks. Dolores had an exceptional figure. As well as her tits and ass, she had kept her waist slim by hard gym work, so her curves were in the right places. Her thighs would be important as well. Jack loved the way that she would have to work the muscles in her thighs both when she was pumping her hips, grinding into him and when she was thrusting herself up and down his pole. Stockings were essential of course; the feel of the nylon as he stroked her thighs up tp the bare thigh flesh would be exciting. It didn't matter too much if the stockings were thigh highs or with a garter belt, but playing with her garter straps would add another level of sexiness.
Jack gazed at her. Her face, with its slight Latino features, was beautiful. Her eyes looked sparkling against her complexion which was pink from her exertions. Her long black thick hair fell off her shoulders and down her back. She had sat up straight and now waited for his next command.
"Start pumping me." he said.
She started moving her hips backwards and forwards, putting her finger tips lightly on his chest to steady herself.
"Put your hands behind your head," he commanded.
She obeyed, linking her fingers together behind her neck. She was still thrusting her hips, but was needing to use her buttocks and thigh muscles more to keep position. As her hands had reached up, she had automatically arched her back as she knew he would want her to do, her breasts jutting out before her. Jack reached his hands up and grasped a breast in each hand, squeezing them as his cock was sliding in and out of her pussy.
Delores kept up a steady rhythm and soon began to feel her juices running, responding to his cock moving in and out of her.
Jack laughed, "Oh Dolores, you naughty mommy. What would your husband and daughter say if they could see you now?"
Dolores sobbed, "You Bastard!" knowing that her body was betraying her.
As Jack had said his words, he had moved his hands down, exploring her stockinged thighs, then reached behind and grasped her buttocks. He could feel her gluteal muscles working as she was fucking him.
Dolores was now realizing she was losing control of her body. Without being told, she was pumping him harder and harder until she suddenly reached behind him and grabbed the bed rail. She then started plunging herself up and down his boner. She was raking his tender hard man meat with her gripping vagina. Jack laughed, squeezing her tits as she climaxed again almost at the same level of intensity as her first one.
Jack had enjoyed Delores hysterical impaling but had kept himself under control. Now he pushed her off roughly, pushing her around facing the bedrail and brought himself behind her.
"This will be the finale, Dolores," he said with a smirk, and pulled back her ass.
Pouring oil over the end of his cock he squeezed it firmly in her sphincter. Dolores's wail was the loudest yet. Wrapping the tresses of her hair around his hand, he yanked her head back, forcing her to arch her back, projecting her ass in the air. Now in prime position, he began fucking her ass hard and deep. He knew she would be in pain to start off with but he didn't care. The women usually started thrusting back at him after about a minute and Dolores turned out to be no exception. He thought about the many men who must have gazed lustfully at Dolores's ass as she had strutted the stage. They would probably have been prepared to take out a mortgage to pay for the privilege of fucking her ass as he was now.
Her magnificent ass was rippling to each of his thrusts and he slapped her right buttock hard, seeing the red imprint of his hand. Then to give himself even greater thrust, keeping her hair in one hand, he gripped her shoulder with the other and banged her ass with fierce hard strokes so that her screaming was louder and louder. It was then that he shot his jizz deep into her ass. They both collapsed on the bed, sweaty from their exertions.
Eventually, Dolores climbed out of bed and put her clothes back on. As she was heading slowly to the door, Jack called out to her.
"Well done, you've secured your job and no one will know what a slut you are, except you and me. By the way, I'll be back in three months' time so you can thank me again then."
Delores quietly shut the door behind her.
The next morning Jack had Kerry in his room. He had gone through the usual explanation of her redundancy and had started to explain the other option of her singing at the club in town when she started undoing his pants. He was a bit disappointed, as the fun was often in the chase, but she was clearly more of the girl about town than Dolores had been.
He didn't let her suck him for long before he had her clothes off lying back on the bed. As a pretty, lithe blonde, Kerry was the opposite of Dolores. Jack thrust straight into her and soon had her screaming and wriggling on the end of his spear.
In fact things were great until he got the phone call from Gerry the Bar Manager. Jack had just got Kerry in position facing the bedrail. She thought that it would be a vagina penetration that ended their session and was perkily sticking her ass in the air. With a hand on Kerry's shoulder to keep her in position, he stretched out his other hand and lifted the phone. The news was bad.
Apparently there had been a number of complaints of sexual blackmail from female staff in the Hotel group against Jack. Gerry had a friend at the station who had told him that the police would be arriving to arrest Jack in about an hour.
Jack put the phone down. The news could not be worse. He suspected that when the arrest became public there would be a great many other women coming forward as well. So it was the end of the party. He shrugged. He'd always known the risks he was taking. This would be jail for certain. How long a sentence, he did not know.
Still, he had an hour. He poured oil over the end of his cock. In his mind he was thinking about all the attractive women he'd fucked in a relatively short space of time. As he pulled Kerry's hair back and thrust hard into her ass, Kerry's scream filled the air.