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The fabulous life of K. Wilson part 10 - Secrets
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Kay pulled outside Troy’s apartment block and paused for a little while before going inside to pick him up; it was a lovely Sunday in Chicago that day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and Kay’s mood was equally bright. Her hesitation was due to her feeling of dread as to what her son would think of Jack. It was scary introducing a new love to one’s children at the best of times, but in this case, it was Kay’s very first time of doing so. Troy had never been acquainted with any of her many conquests over the years; this was out of her spirit of protecting her image in front of her son. Jack was different in this respect however; the way he treated Kay made her think of him as being a part of her future. It seemed that they were both the kind of emotional stability that the other was looking for.
She walked into Troy’s apartment happily and greeted him with her usual exuberance; five minutes later he was all ready to go, so they set off to their favourite brunch spot as usual. Kay waited until they came to a stop at a red light before brining up the topic.
“Troy, I know I didn’t warn you before, but I’ve invited Jack to join us at Ruby’s today….” she said with a tentative lilt.
“Who, the Jack?” asked Troy
“Yes baby, the Jack,”
“Mama, you’ve never introduced me to any of your men. What’s going on, are y’all getting married already or something? Cos that is pretty fast of you ask me….”
“No baby, don’t jump the gun. We are still just dating….”
“Well I guess he must be special. It’s just kinda weird cos you’ve never introduced me to anyone like this before.”
“That’s because none of them have been quite like Jack. I took your advice and fyi, he’s been treating me like a queen. I guess I also want you to meet him because you gave me the encouragement to take him seriously in the first place. I think I need you to approve of him Troy,”
“No sweat ma, I’m sure he is a wonderful guy…in fact I’m looking forward to it.” Troy concluded.
Kay leaned over to kiss her son on his cheek that sported three-day old face fuzz.
“Thank you son; you’ll love him, I just know it….”
****
Jack noticed that Troy had a very firm handshake. The sizing up had started moments earlier when Kay had introduced boyfriend to son.
Troy in turn noted that Jack had an air of prestige about him, but without the annoying sense of self-importance that he had come to expect in men of his calibre. Jack was dressed appropriately for a casual Sunday first meeting with his girlfriend’s son in a lime green Lacoste polo shirt and pale sand slacks. The look was finished off with a plain pair of tan loafers; his outfit was simple yet age appropriate, the only extravagant touch being the Franck Muller Conquistador Tourbillion watch adorning his left wrist. He’d bought it as a gift to himself for saving JMC’s skin by pulling them away from certain bankruptcy; well, for the mean time anyway.
“Pleased to meet you Troy,” Jack said warmly. “I hear from your mother that you’re quite a fine young man.”
“I’ve heard great things about you too….” Troy replied. “Thanks for taking her off my hands man, my mama was begging to cram my style a little. People were beginning to think that I was walking around town with a cougar or something.” He added cheekily.
“I’ll give you cougar!” Kay admonished playfully. “Now come on inside; you boys have done the meet and greet thing already and I am starved.”
They followed in her wake as she almost ran inside chasing the smell of freshly made cornbread to their table. Jack impressed Troy by beating him to seat his mother down; he nodded his head slightly in approval and Kay caught her son’s expression and smiled. They then ordered some food and a celebratory bottle of Chablis before the conversation spiked again.
“So sweetie what do you think of my man?” Kay asked Troy as she squeezed Jack’s hand.
Troy laughed out loud at his mother’s candour.
“Mama aren’t you supposed to wait until we’re alone to ask that? I mean if I hated his guts, I couldn’t really say it in front of him could I? You’re lucky that I like him ma,” Troy said and then addressed Jack. “I hereby give you my stamp of approval Mr Benjamin-Ames. You’re official now….”
“Why thank you sir!” Jack replied. “Now I can sleep easy at night!”
Both men burst into raucous laughter at that point; Kay couldn’t help but to laugh along with them. Troy and Jack had the same sense of humor and it was clear that they would get on like a house on fire. Her heart was light and happy; she couldn’t have asked for a better result.
****
“So what did you really think of Troy?” Kay asked. She looked up at the silhouette of Jack’s face in the dark as they lay in his bed naked apart from the luxurious sheets.
“He’s a good kid…I hope my boys are something like him when they get to his age. He’s driven, focused and wants to make you proud of him. It’s good Kay and you did a good job with him….”
“Oh please; I wasn’t really there for him growing up. I only concentrated on my career; I was really an absent mom for the most part.” she replied wistfully.
“But you’ve had a good influence on him don’t you think? I mean living away from him is better than him seeing you being terrorised by your ex in the same home….”
“Now that could have never happened; Frank is just a shit talker, he’s not a hitter. He don’t have it in him…in fact he doesn’t have much in him really. God knows what I saw in that man in the first place….”
“I don’t know what’s worse Kay, having basically no choice in who your spouse is, or choosing one yourself and they turn out to be a loser. Seems like we both had a raw deal in those terms….” Jack said trailing off.
“Yeah I guess; when we had Troy, I mean when I held him in my arms for the first time, I was still in love with Frank. I loved him with all my heart…I never imagined that just three years later, I would hate the ground he walked on. Have you ever been betrayed by the one you love Jack? Hurt so deeply that you felt like killing yourself? Honestly, if I didn’t have a son to think about back then, I might have….”
Kay blinked and tears ran down her face; she’d never really spoken to anyone about what Frank did to her all those years ago and the pain of his betrayal stung like a freshly cut wound.
“I couldn’t believe it; when I wanted to move back into my own place, a place that took us a long time to find together, he’d already moved another chick in. I’d just finished nursing my mama before her death, so you can imagine how hard it hit me. My own kid was even calling the new chick “mama”, I could have bust Frank’s teeth for that; but I threw myself into my job instead. It paid off and it was the only way I could get thru it. I just didn’t think about it or talk about it with anyone.”
“Kay, you know what somebody told me a long time ago? The things that don’t kill you only make you stronger and by God, you are a strong woman. That’s what made me wanna come back to you after that first night; you don’t act needy for the sake of it and then bite me on the ass once my guard is down…it’s okay to cry, but his loss is ultimately my gain.”
She nodded her head; he was right and she wasn’t about to spend another day crying over Frank. Kay wondered a little about Jack’s own experiences with his ex-wife and thought a little about how to broach the subject before she spoke.
“And what about you Jack? How did your marriage fall apart…her name is Almira right? She looked nice enough from her photo…but the bad ones always do I guess….”
Jack sighed deeply and shut his eyes tight. He’d hadn’t been as lucky as Kay and couldn't block out the memories so well; Almira had put him through more turmoil than he could ever have imagined possible. She was a real piece of work.
“Living with her was very, very difficult. I can’t go into the details of the situation, but I was married to her when I was fifteen and she was twenty. It kinda meant that she could live in the States as my wife and also go to college here. Having a 15 year old husband also meant total freedom and autonomy for Almira; her father had spoiled her and given her what she wanted; I was only a naïve boy so I didn’t realise that most of her demands were not normal at all. She really steam-rolled me that’s for sure,”
“But Jack, you don’t seem the type of man that can be as you put it “steam-rolled” just like that; I feel like there’s something else there. Something that you might be afraid to tell me?”
“It’s just hard for me Kay; you’re gonna have to give me some time…she…she was abusive to me from the start. But I never said anything to my parents cos I felt like a real chump.”
“Jack I hope you don’t mean physically abusive….” Kay said tentatively. His silence confirmed her horror. “Oh my gosh…honey I’m so sorry. I can’t believe that you went through that. But how did you manage to produce five children?” she asked in disbelief.
“That’s another thing about her; she knows exactly how her pussy works and uses it to her advantage. Almira is bipolar – I know this even though she hasn’t been diagnosed. It’s the only thing that can explain her craziness. She literally walked all over me Kay and I let her. While she was supposed to be studying in college, she was busy fucking around…I was often left to take care of the kids….”
“That’s terrible Jack; and I had you down as one of those men that always had chicks eating out of your hand….”
“Well I wasn’t back then, but I am these days or you wouldn’t be in my bed would you?” Jack said with a smirk. Kay replied his comment with a playful slap on his arm.
“I wouldn’t push my luck if I were you; I could be out of your bed in three seconds if you’re not careful!” Kay said with a mock stern face.
“Come on baby, you and I both know that you’re not going anywhere; come here,” he replied and pulled her face to his gently for a kiss. They continued for a while, but Kay broke away before going any further.
“This isn’t going to be easy to hide Jack; sooner or later, people in the industry are gonna twig on to the fact that we’re together. We’ve gotta be really careful not to show our affection in public; I'm scared that the way that I feel about you is gonna just spill out without me realising it. I’ve never let myself go like this before….”
“Don’t give it anymore thought than it deserves Kay; you’ll be fine. It’s not like we work in the same office or anything…it’s not a problem. But one thing that we do need to agree on is never to poach each other’s clients; that could cause a strain on our relationship don’t ya think?”
“Of course you’re right; I would never do that to you now though. I would never wanna do anything to jeopardize your position in any way…its cool.”
“Good. Now that we’ve got all that stuff out of the way…where were we? Oh yeah, I remember, I was just about to….”
Jack slid down to her breasts and licked them in a way that made her toes curl; Kay breathed deeply and let the pleasurable feelings take over her body, he was becoming quite adept at turning her on and she didn’t even miss the feeling of being dominant when they were together. It was all becoming too much and it wasn’t too long before she needed him inside her; Jack fingered her pussy a little to feel how wet she’d become, he then sent a shiver down her spine by licking her juice off his fingers like honey.
“Fuck me Jack,” she pleaded. “I can’t take it anymore…I need your dick inside me baby.”
He flipped her over on to her knees and pushed her head down on to the bed before sliding in from the back doggy-style. Kay gripped the sheets as he began to pound her ass rapidly and hit her g-spot with every stroke; her moans steadily got louder as her orgasm approached. Jack waited until he could feel her pussy climax before thrusting even harder; she had his dick in a vice-like grip that threatened to make him come much sooner than he would like to. In the end, her screams of desire made him lose control; the warmth of his hot semen on her ass felt so good that she couldn’t help but to rub it into her skin like lotion. Jack smiled and shook his head; her freakiness amazed him at times, it was another thing to add to the list of the reasons she turned him on.
“You’re a freak you know that?” he remarked.
“But you like it don’t you baby?” she replied.
“Yeah…I do like it….” he said and surprised her by diving down between her legs to continue her pleasure. The only thing to do was to just lay back and enjoy it.
****
Jack had been planning it in his mind for weeks; Kay’s birthday was coming up and he wanted to do something nice for her. He had a surprise weekend in Paris in mind and would need Melanie’s help to arrange the flights and a car to pick Kay up from her office etc. She would also know Kay’s dress size and other personal details, as he intended buy her a brand new suitcase full of clothes to wear on the trip. He’d seen a beautiful platinum bracelet that he wanted to present to her as gift, but the jeweler had asked if it should be engraved, but Jack realised that didn’t know her initials.
Kay was having a business lunch with four members of the K-Maxx design team when he called; her employees looked at each other quizzically when she excused herself from the table. Their boss usually never let anything get in the way of work.
“Jack…what’s up sweetie? I’m in the middle of a meeting….” she said brightly.
“Oh really? Did you leave them to talk because of me?” Jack asked.
“Yeah….” she replied blushing.
“What can I say? I’m flattered and thank you. Anyway, this is just gonna be quick. What’s your full name?”
“Why do you wanna know that?”
“Well I was just wondering…so rather than just wonder, I figured I’d just ask you. What’s Kay short for…Kathryn…Kelly…?”
“Oh God…trust me, you’ll never be able to guess…do I really have to tell you?”
“Of course you have to tell me. Your name can’t be that bad….”
“Oh yes it can!”
“Okay try me.”
Kay sighed and wondered if she could hang up the phone to avoid answering, but knowing Jack, he would just bring it up later.
“Alright, alright…I’ll tell you. My full name is Klymaxx Aurora Wilson. There, I said it. Now you can laugh….”
Kay grimaced at Jack’s ribald laughter on the other end of the line; she hadn’t been that embarrassed for years.
“I’m sorry baby, but I just had to laugh. So your parents actually named you “Climax” as in an orgasm? You poor child….”
“Well its actually spelled K-L-Y-M-A-X-X. They told me that by birth was the best thing that happened to them so that’s why they named me that. You better not tell anyone though, because only a few people on earth know my real name….” warned Kay.
“Don’t worry baby, your secret is safe with me…I’ll only tease you about it when we’re alone but thanks for satisfying my curiosity.”
“Okay sweetie, I gotta go….”
Kay ended the call abruptly and turned to go back to the table; her heart sank as she realised what she had just done. She could only pray that Jack didn’t care for dominatrixes and wouldn’t find her website. She’d been meaning to shut it down for good for a while, but just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Jack knowing her real name was a good enough catalyst; if given a choice between him and Mistress Klymaxx, Kay knew which one had to go.
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“Kay! Kay! Are you listening to me? I need to get back to research and development soon to let them know this draft has the green light…sorry to press you but the deadline is tomorrow.” Melanie said; she was becoming a little more than frustrated with Kay’s new habit of daydreaming. The Bahamas must have been great then, she thought.
“Oh I’m sorry, I just drifted off for a moment; what were you saying…oh right I need to green light this,” replied Kay. She glanced at the document briefly, but with none of her usual meticulous scrutiny. Melanie gave a puzzled look at Kay when her head was down; she only hoped that Kay’s distraction wouldn’t impair the quality of her work. Melanie pursed her lips as her boss signed the draft off to finishing.
“Kay, can I ask you a personal question?”
“Go ahead, shoot,”
“Well, I’m just gonna go ahead and be frank. You’ve been really distracted since you’ve got back from the Bahamas last week. I’m just staying because I’m not used to you being like this. Does Jack Benjamin-Ames have anything to do with this?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because I know that he met you out there and from the way that he’s been calling you since, I’d say that he must have made some impression on you.”
“Ok Melanie, you got me! But you have to promise that this will not go around the office. I’m being serious; if it becomes a rumor, consider yourself fired. I’m only telling you because you’re my PA and you deal with my personal matters anyway. Jack really made the trip very memorable; but the thing is, I can’t get together with him because he’s my rival to be quite frank. Sorry if I’m distracted, but that’s all I’ve been thinking about lately….”
“Oh wow Kay; that’s deep, it sucks that your job has to stand in the way of love. I guess you’re falling for the wrong person! He sounds nice over the phone though!”
Melanie reminisced to the silky sound of Jack’s voice over then phone when he’d gotten Kay’s travel information from her; it was a shame that Kay was already taken by him or she may have gone for Jack herself.
“Yeah, he must have for you to tell him my whereabouts!” Kay exclaimed.
“What can I say Kay? I’m sorry; he’s just got something about him! He has that…what do the French say? Yeah, that’s it; he has a little je ne sais quoi about him!”
“Do you even know what that means Melanie?” Kay replied shaking her head, “anyway enough with the French lessons for today; you better rush that down to finishing….”
“Okay then ma’am! Oh by the way…some flowers arrived from you know who while you were in that meeting…what shall I do with them?”
“Bring me the card that came with it and arrange them on the table in the lobby…and don’t try to peek at the message!”
Melanie felt a little better that Kay seemed to be back to her old self again as she left her office; she couldn’t help but to make a small dig at her boss’s expense before shutting the door.
“Whatever you say Mrs Benjamin-Ames….” Melanie said with a chuckle
“Oh no you didn’t!” Kay admonished and threw her rubber stress ball at the closing office door in mock protest. In truth, the sound of that sounded good to her; a smile was glued to her face for the rest of the afternoon.
****
Troy also noticed that his mother was distracted over their usual Sunday lunch; she picked at her favourite ribs wistfully and was not as attentive as she usually would be when he told her about his week.
“So mama what’s the story? You’ve been like this since you came back from your vacation; dare I ask, who’s the lucky guy? I mean I know it’s not like you to be like this and the last time I’ve seen you look less than a ball-breaker was at Mr Buchanan’s funeral….” Troy asked
“I guess you know me too well son, even though we only see each other once a week! Okay lemme cut a long story short; you remember JMC right? My old firm and now my fierce rivals? Well I’ve only gone and fallen in love with one of their top executives…his name is Jack.”
“Don’t tell me…he is off limits? He married? Got a woman or something?”
“Well I don’t even know that much…I know he is divorced and he has kids. I know that he swept me off my feet in the Bahamas. No man has ever treated me the way he did you know?”
“Well dad sure didn’t! So he’s available right, this Jack? Cos he needs to hook up with you so I can get my old mom back….”
“I can’t date him seriously Troy, I mean how would it look? It would be a conflict of interest for the firms….”
“Ma, you need to stop making work such a priority all the time; don’t you deserve to be in love too? I mean every since I can remember, you’ve always been a workaholic.I’m grateful for everything you’ve given me and everything, but why can’t I see you happy for once?”
“But Troy, I am happy…I’ve got you, I’ve got a lot of things that lots of women don’t have; to ask for love too is like asking lil’ too much isn’t it? You know what they say son; you can’t have your cake and eat it. Hooking up with Jack looks like an accident waiting to happen…but it’s so hard for me to walk away. He treats me…so…so…I just can’t explain it; I’ve never felt this way before….”
Troy threw down his half-finished chicken leg in angst; for someone that so clearly needed the love of a good man, his mother was proving to be quite stubborn. He reached out to hold her hand and squeezed it earnestly.
“Mother, listen to me; I want you to know that it hurts me, it hurts me that all my life, I’ve never seen you in love. I’ve never even seen a man treat you like the lady that you are. If it’s only once in your life…I want you to go for it mama. Let yourself go for once….”
“Aww baby, it’s not that easy; I gotta think about this….”
“Come on mom! Didn’t losing Doug teach you a lesson? Look, as far as I’m concerned, this Jack dude sounds like a good guy. I say go for it.”
“Troy, are you sure? What if it all goes wrong?”
“Then you can blame me…now are you gonna have those ribs? Or do I have to snatch ‘em?”
“Boy don’t you touch my ribs!” Kay replied, but ended up giving him half her portion anyway.
Troy's words would continue to echo in her head until she reached a decision.
****
Jim winced in pain as the current charged through his body; it seemed as though Mistress Klymaxx was giving him extra punishment. She continued to turn the level up without flinching; the metal clips on his nipples and balls had now become instruments of torture. When Jim could feel his toes beginning to burn from the inside; it wasn’t fun anymore.
“Please Mistress! Fuck! This shit hurts…please stop!” he begged.
“What did you say? You want me to what?” she asked while thoroughly enjoying being the torturer.
“I’m begging you please no more! I can’t take anymore…I feel like I’m being fucking fried alive!”
Kay looked up for a second and the hair on his head was sticking straight up; she smiled sweetly and let him squirm for a little more.
“You should count yourself lucky that I don’t turn this shit up further you stupid cokehead. I know that you spoke to Jack….”
“But…but…but….”
“Bitch, you better shut your mouth! Don’t you fucking try to lie to me; I still have my connections in JMC so don’t you forget it. This is the last time that you’ll ever see Mistress Klymaxx ever again; your tenure as one of my slaves has been terminated. One thing Jim, there's just one thing that makes my blood boil and that is dis-loyalty. I offered you a lifeline and you stab me in the back? You dumb motherfucka....”
Jim shuddered a little upon the realisation of what had just occurred; he had no wish to get on Kay’s bad side, but the shit had already hit the fan now. In a desperate attempt for redemption, he decided to take the grovelling route.
“Please Kay, please! I’m sorry…it was a mistake! I was just trying to save my job…I don’t wanna do something stupid like crossing you!”
“That’s right Jim – you don’t wanna make an enemy of me. After today, don’t call me, don’t email me or even think about me. It’s over and just be thankful that a mini-electrocution is all the punishment I have the energy to carry out. You’re not even worth me getting mad about…it’s not like you’re a threat….” She concluded coldly.
Kay then put him put of his misery and turned the device off; Jim shrank down on the floor pathetically and almost foaming at the mouth from the pain.
“Pack up your shit and get the fuck out Jim. You have five minutes….”
He ran out of her apartment in four.
****
Kay marvelled at how soft Jack’s skin was as he stroked her hair; they had gotten cosy on his expansive couch and were chilling out watching a movie. She had been more than impressed once he opened the door to his enviable penthouse; what was more impressive was the fact that she felt completely at home there. The light of the plasma screen was the only thing that illuminated the room apart from the sparkle of the city that dominated the view out the window. The entire place spelled success and Jack’s charisma and self-assuredness positively reeked of it; he was simply, Kay’s type of man.
She stretched out to pick up her half-drank glass of white wine and took a sip before offering Jack a little. He waved it away gently.
“Nah…thanks, I’m not in the mood for another drink.”
“Shall I guess what you’re in the mood for then?”
“Come on lady; you already know….”
“So where do we go with this?”
“With what Kay?”
“With our situation? You’ve romanced me, you got me dangling on a string now…so I just wanna know what your intentions are that’s all.”
“Okay, for a start; you actually being in my apartment is a big deal. I don’t want us to go too fast with this thing and then end up hating each other…so let’s date….”
“Exclusively….”
“Yes of course, exclusively, and if we can stand each other in three months, then we can take it from there. If not, then I hope there won’t be any hard feelings….”
“Don’t break my heart and there won’t be any….”
“Ooh mama I’m scared!” Jack replied playfully. He then moved his hand from her lush hair to her breast in one swift motion; her nipple responded by hardening at his touch as he twirled it between his fingers. Kay quickly put down the wine glass before its contents spilled on his cowhide rug.
“Mmm Jack…ooh baby I like it….” she breathed.
“I told you I wasn’t in the mood for a drink,” he replied.
The moon revealed itself in the night sky as they scrambled on the couch to get naked; buttons were popped, jeans were shed and panties were ripped off. Jack assumed his position on top of Kay and spread her legs to look at her wet pussy before burying his dick into it. She pulled him closer and sucked the skin on his chest with passion; Jack looked into her eyes as he continued the stroke.
There was something deep inside them that Kay was trying to reach out to, but she couldn’t quite make it; the intensity of his gaze brought her orgasm on faster than usual and Jack’s resolve melted as she screamed out in ecstasy.
“Baby! Baby…ahhhh…ooh yeah baby! Jack, this is too much; you’re too good to me....” she squealed.
“It can never be too good…good is all good,” he whispered softly. Moments after, he gripped her tightly and she could feel him; as he came inside her, Jack’s eyes revealed the pain that Kay knew had been there all along.
“Whatever she did to you Jack…I won’t do it. I won’t hurt you too….”
His silent kiss on her mouth gave a reply; it seemed that he too, was now ready to fall.
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So this is what I’ve been missing all this time, thought Kay. The Bahamas were stretched out in front of her eyes and the view looked like something off a postcard. She’d decided to enjoy a little of her money since becoming a millionaire and take a weekend break in the Caribbean. Grand Bahama Island seemed to have rolled out the red carpet for her; as a single black American female, she had the pick of all the men and they were certainly falling over themselves to help her with her luggage. Luckily, Melanie had been efficient as usual and booked a limo to pick Kay up at the airport.
She checked into the Old Bahama Bay resort and felt like a winner; thank you old friend, she mused, then saw Doug’s face in her mind’s eye. He had been good to her and allowed her a new life to do with what she wished; gratitude was not good enough a word for what Kay felt for him. As she flopped her body onto the hotel suite bed, the memories came flooding back; life was so much easier for her once she’d stopped being so precious about her body.
For want of a better life for her and her son, Kay had thrown coyness to the wind and grown a fine set of balls. She had dominated men, manipulated them, bribed them and had even robbed them to get what she wanted. There lay Kay Wilson, at the top of her game, a fire-brand in her chosen industry, mother of Troy, millionairess, Mistress Klymaxx and all around alpha female that wanted for nothing. But she had to stop lying to herself at some point; there was something that she wanted and he was all the way back in Chicago; Jack had Kay completely smitten.
After daydreaming about him for a while, she decided to put some things in the closet and take a shower before checking out the resort; a few specimens had caught her eye on the way in and Kay wasn’t about to let her thoughts of Jack get in the way of a good fuck.
Once she was done bathing, Kay slipped on a floaty deep blue cotton dress and some gladiator sandals; she then took her hair off her neck and rolled it into a bun before heading out.
****
It was simply a beautiful place indeed; Jack thanked God for his gift, Kay’s secretary was just a woman at the most basic level and had not been immune to his smooth taking over the telephone. He’d asked her to put him through to Kay, when she let him in on the fact that her boss had left town for a long weekend in the Bahamas that Thursday. Jack being Jack also managed to get Melanie to divulge the name of the island and resort that Kay would be staying at. The pull to go and surprise her was irresistible after that; he was also curious to know how she behaved beyond the realm of business. He took a Friday morning flight and had arrived at the destination by early evening.
Kay obviously wasn’t looking around as he watched her from the bar across the pool; she was eating her lunch alfresco on the tables just outside the restaurant. He watched her with interest as she picked up a steaming clam and scraped out the soft contents before it disappeared between her lips. Jack could never forget her lips or the way they felt around his dick; that thought alone made him want to make his presence known.
“Bartender, do you have a line to the restaurant across the way there?” Jack asked.
“Yes sir Mr Benjamin-Ames, what do you need?” replied the Bartender, his dark chocolate skin sparkled at the fifty dollar bill that Jack slipped across into his hand.
“I need to pay for that lady’s lunch before she can get to it. Can you arrange that?”
“Yes sir, I’ll get the maître d' on the line immediately,”
Jack threw his Amex Centurion across for the payment and in a few moments the deed was done. All he had to do now was to wait for her to look around and find him once her sponsor would be pointed out to her. The look on her face would be priceless.
****
Kay looked up at the waiter and was puzzled.
“What do you mean it’s been paid for? I don’t know anybody here yet, it must be some mistake,” she protested. It can’t be the guy from last night can it? She thought, he can’t even afford some new shoes, let alone pay for this expensive meal. Who the hell can it be?
“Madam, may I ask you to look across the pool to the bar, the gentleman in the linen shirt paid. You’re a very lucky lady madam, he left us all a very handsome tip!” the waiter replied gleefully.
“I’ll bet he did,” Kay deadpanned. She focused on the said gentleman and realised who it was; he raised his scotch glass at her and winked. “Jack? How the hell….”
“Is there a problem madam?”
“No, no problem. Thanks for your service, I’ll be leaving now.”
“Thank you madam and enjoy the rest of your stay in the Bahamas….”
“I don’t know if that’s gonna happen after this,” Kay mumbled and sashayed out of the forecourt in the direction of the bar; Jack was already walking over and met her half-way.
“What the hell are you doing here?!”
“A thank you would be nice; you looked like you really enjoyed those clams. I would have joined you, but I took advantage of the superb room service about an hour ago before heading out. The sun agrees with you Kay,”
“Thank you Jack, you didn’t have to do that, but I do appreciate it. It was a nice gesture…but first answer my question. What are you doing here? I know that this isn’t some coincidence….”
“Well it is of sorts; I called your office and it turned out that you’d just left for the airport. I wanted to see you this weekend so I thought what the hell? You should feel honored; I don’t just leave at the drop of a hat for just any woman.”
“Am I supposed to buy that? Come on Jack…don’t bullshit me.”
“Kay we’re on a beautiful Caribbean Island; will you just relax? Tell me if this is bullshit….” He said and kissed her lips softly in full view of the dozens of vacationers that had arranged themselves around the pool area.
“Jack….” She whispered feebly.
“Come on lady, let me take you to my favourite spot on the Island.”
“You’ve been here before?”
“Just a few times; now let me take the lead this time.”
Kay linked his inviting arm and brushed over his firm bicep; surprisingly things had just started to look up.
“Okay lover-boy, lead the way….”
***
Jack was proving to be a romantic at heart; he took Kay to the breathtaking waterfall in the Garden of the Groves, which was one of the most beautiful spots in Grand Bahama. She had never been anywhere so peaceful and tranquil; they walked in silence along the bank as the sunlight flooded its way through the trees.
They found a bench to sit on and just watched the scenery for a while; the birds chirped happily and the sound of the water running down from the rock into the lake mesmerised them both. It took a little while before Kay broke the silence and made her feelings known.
“Well Jack, you’re really taken me by surprise; I didn’t expect this at all. This place is just divine; if I had been born here, I would probably never leave….”
“I’m glad that you like it; the last woman that I brought here did not appreciate nature and made it impossible for me to enjoy it. She kept complaining about having to walk…but then again I guess she was used to been pampered all the time. I think I spoiled her a little.”
“Who was she if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Oh, just my ex-wife.”
“Oh I’m sorry to hear that; I forgot that you were divorced.”
“You’re not sorry, or you wouldn’t be here with me. Don’t feel too bad for me though, I had a lucky escape with that one. All I have to do is make sure that my kids are taken care of and I’ll be happy,” Jack said while playing with a blade of grass. He suddenly stood up after seeing something he liked.
“Hold on here Kay, I’ll be back in a second,” he promised.
Kay hung tight as he walked off in the direction of some bushes; he was back by her side a moment later and was clutching a yellow flower in his hand.
“I though that this would go with your outfit,” he said, “a Bahamian Buttercup. The yellow compliments this dress perfectly.”
Kay smiled at him as he tucked the flower in the side of her hair; he was right, it went beautifully with her jade green maxi-dress. She caught a reflection of herself in the water as they walked over to the labyrinth of the garden. Jack isn’t so bad, she thought. I could get used to being treated like this.
He smiled back at her and said nothing, but his self-confidence spoke volumes; the irrepressible Kay Wilson was falling for him in the worst way and he knew it. Jack wasn’t sure how far he was prepared to take it, but he was determined t make the most of the weekend with her. The events that he planned to take place that evening would eventually seal the deal.
He waited until they were in the taxi back to the resort to make his intentions known.
“So I take it that you enjoyed the afternoon?” Jack asked.
“Of course I did. It was perfect honestly and the flower in my hair was a nice touch,” she replied.
“Thank you Kay. But tell me, when is the last time that you let a man treat you like a lady? A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t have to have such a tough shell…I know that you enjoyed been taken out today and you were flattered that you were made a fuss of in the restaurant. Why won’t you let your guard down?”
“I wish it were that easy; you and I both know that in the industry we work in, you gotta be tough. Trying to make it as a single woman is even worse, I mean can you imagine the things I’ve had to do in order to be taken seriously? You can’t possibly understand.…”
“Trust me, I probably would understand. We all make our sacrifices in life Kay…you’re not the only one.”
“Yeah right? So what would the great Jack Benjamin-Ames know about sacrifice?”
“That my dear is a miserable story for another time. We are in the Bahamas and I refuse to dwell on unfortunate events,”
“Well that’s fair enough I guess.”
Nothing else was said until just before the car pulled up to their hotel; Kay was looking out of the window wistfully and Jack pulled her face to his gently. Their next kiss was to be more memorable than the one at the pool side and laced with an even deeper meaning. He held on to her bottom lip a little longer before breaking the lock.
“Mmm Jack…that was nice…now that was a kiss!” Kay remarked exuberantly.
“There’s more where that came from; meet me for dinner at eight.” He replied.
“I’ll see you there….”
***
Clyde Walker paced up and down outside her room at midnight; he’d already tried to listen to what was going on inside, but the door was too thick. After getting a taste of what Kay Wilson had to offer, he couldn’t help but to come back; when he’d met her the night before, there was nothing out of the ordinary about her at first. It wasn’t until she paid for their drinks at the bar that he could tell that she was loaded; Clyde had hoped to get a second round of freaky sex and then hopefully help himself to her cards and cash in the safe once she was soundly asleep.
He felt bad for doing what he did but it made him money and that was the most important thing; she was a rich American anyway and would no doubt be going back to the kind of life that he could only dream of. Clyde didn’t like to call himself a gigolo, but at the end of the day that was his job; his mother certainly didn’t let him forget it every morning at breakfast. As a last resort he jigged the door handle in case she had been stupid enough to leave the door unlocked like some tourists often did. Just as he was about to touch it; he felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder.
“Hey man, what they hell do you think you’re doin’?” Jack asked.
“Who the fuck iz you?” replied Clyde in his broad Bahamian twang. “Mind ya own bizness man…find ya self another investment cos dis one here is taken….”
“Excuse me? what are you talking about man? I could have you thrown out of here for attempting to break into this room!”
The American accent clicked in Clyde’s head and horror almost consumed him as he realised that the man he was speaking to was a paying guest of the hotel; it was best not to make trouble, he would just have to find another gullible woman to romance for the night. Clyde cursed internally at the thought of losing such easy money.
“Alright man….chill, chill out. This is the Bahamas man, don’t sweat it, there’s no problem. I got the door number wrong, I was looking for a friend and I must be mistaken,”
“Yeah right asshole, just get the fuck outta here….”
Jack watched as the ebony skinned slime ball made his way to the elevator; he could only imagine what the man would have been doing to Kay if he had turned up five minutes later.
He hoped that Kay was ready once he entered the room; she’d slid key to him across the dinner table earlier in the evening. Jack walked in and the lights were out; he noticed the moonlight shining through the gauzy drapes and then found her body.
She lay on the bed wrapped in a towel just waiting for him.
“Okay Jack, let’s try it your way; I’m ready to be treated like a lady….” Kay whispered.
“I promise that you won’t regret it,” he replied.
Her eyes glazed over as he kissed her neck passionately; there was no need for any commands or demands, Jack knew exactly where to touch. The fire of his kisses made the hairs on her body stand on end and stoked the already raging fire between her legs.
Kay felt more of a woman than ever before as he began to suck each of her breasts in turn; he hardened against her and she parted her legs in anticipation for him to slide in.
“Jack, please put it in,” she begged.
“Not yet, I’m not ready to give it to you yet…just relax.”
He slid down to her pussy and gave it a sharp preliminary lick that sweetened her to the bone.
“Yes Jack, oh God yes…lick it baby,” said Kay
He obliged her and licked, sucked and flicked her until her clit was numb; she screamed out from her fourth orgasm before he finally surprised her with the introduction of his hard dick.
“Jack…baby! It’s too much; I can’t take it,” she protested.
He ignored her feeble talk and continued the stroke; their bodies ended up in a tangled web of lust by the time Jack was ready to come. Sweat dripped off him as his sticky semen exploded on to her tummy and after that, they were both calm and satisfied.
“Jack,” Kay whispered in the dark, “I think I’ve fallen in love with you…I wanna stop it but I just can’t!”
“Shh…don’t speak, let’s just enjoy this moment for what it is. If you still think you’re in love with me once you get back to the office, then we’re in big trouble.”
“Yes we are, but you know what? For the first time in my life…I just don’t give a damn.”
And similarly for the first time in her life, Kay didn’t want the night to ever end.
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Part 7 - Payback is a bitch
Landing in New York again for the second time in just a few months felt good coupled with the fact that she was due to do some hard power-broking at L’Ingénue.
Harman Marmaduke extended a sweaty, yet firm palm to shake Kay’s own and she replied his pressure, then put on her game face; it was time to get down to the business of doing business.
“Kay,” he acknowledged with a slight nod.
“Harman,” she replied briskly.
“Okay here were are then; let’s not waste each other’s time and just get down to it, you really think you can offer me a better deal that then current JMC offering? I remember when you helped them secure our contract over a decade ago; they were stupid enough to let you go. I would have made you V.P. myself.”
“Harman, that’s kind; I’m glad you remember our history. I just woke up one day and asked myself ‘why am I still being loyal to my rival?’ Like I still work for them or something? I know from my inside sources that JMC is about to go down; they’ve even hired a repo man and the word is that he is cutting costs like no man’s business. K-Maxx in contrast is growing each quarter. We’ve just revamped some of the lines at Ebony Labs and I just know that we can work miracles with L’Ingénue; my people are the freshest and brightest brains in the biz. We know the youth and we know how to also appeal to the wannabe youth; you know, the oldies that are still trying to be hip.”
“Mmm hmm, carry on,”
“I’ve already asked my team to develop some boards and I’ve taken the liberty of sending a few sample slides to your inbox. Check the file in front of you, I asked your assistant to print them in color just before I came in.”
“I see you still work fast Kay,”
“Well, that’s why I’m the best in the business and I know that Harman Marmaduke only rolls with the best.”
“Hmm…I’ll be the judge of that….”
“Come on Harman; are you trying to tell me that you’ve ever met a woman that could handle you like I can? The only reason that we don’t hook up more often is because you’re in New York City now. I saw the look on your face when I walked into your office.”
“Oh Mistress Klymaxx, your eye never fails. Okay then; I guess we should do some things in life for old time’s sake.”
Harman hit the intercom button on his desk phone and spoke to his secretary on the other side of the thick office doors.
“Shelly, hold all my calls for the next hour and I do not wish to be disturbed during that time.”
“Yes Harman,” she replied. “Will that be all for now?”
“Yes Shelly, that’s fine.”
Harman cut the line and was met with a beaming smile from Kay.
“I see you’ve got ‘em trained in here.”
“Expect nothing less Kay. We operate exactly the same way….”
Harman hit a button on the small remote control unit that was under his desk and a full sized bed folded out from the left wall; evidently he was the kind of man that believed that work, rest and play didn’t need to leave the office. They both knew what to expect as they frantically stripped their clothes off; as she straddled him on the bed, Kay thought of the nickname he’d had from back in the day. All the ladies in the office used to call him ‘Hardman’ as a take on his first name; his body was still firm and muscular from decades of playing quash and tennis in various country clubs around the world. She clamped his legs underneath her and felt his rippling six pack; not bad for 44 years old, thought Kay.
He reached out playfully to touch one of her pert nipples, but she knocked his hand away before it could connect.
“Don’t make me hurt you Harman.” She warned.
“Ooh, you know I love it when you hurt me…and you better hit hard!”
“I guess you haven’t changed a bit; just like old times huh?”
He smiled back at her and a split second later, Kay began to rain punches down onto his torso. Harman was getting harder by the minute as the barrage of blows consumed him; strangely, he loved nothing better than being beaten up by a woman. It turned him on almost to the point of orgasm. She had to be sure not to hit his face though, everything else could be covered up.
“Yes Mistress! I’ve been a bad boy…I know I deserve to be punished!” he exclaimed.
“You’re lucky I didn’t bring my paddle, or you would have been in big trouble,” she replied. “You’ve been very, very bad….”
Kay continued for a few more minutes until she was exhausted; she stopped and was breathing heavily from exerting herself so rapidly. Harman took that as his cue to roll a condom on to his dick; she licked her lips at this and mounted herself onto it shortly after. He filled her up completely and she rode him to at least three orgasms before their time was up. As they came to the end of their session, he grabbed her thighs and finally made his own release. Kay locked eyes with Harman as he bucked underneath her in ecstasy; the look in his eyes told her that the account was as good as hers.
****
“She did what!” said Jim angrily. “How the fuck did she get the L’Ingénue account! She didn’t mention that the last time we were together?”
“Well I guess your connection with her is not as strong as you led me to believe Jim. This company cannot afford to lose a $150 million account. Heads will have to roll after this.” said Jack. “Do what you have to do to make sure you’re not one of them buddy.”
“I just can’t believe that she’d have the balls to do that! I mean it’s as if she’s declaring war on JMC or something; I don’t know who or what pissed her off, but I’ll get each account manager to have a catch up meeting with all the major clients.”
“It might take a little more than that Jim; you might need to go in person. Even use your own personal funds to provide entertainment. Like I said, do what you have to do….”
Jack picked up the phone as a signal for Jim to leave his office; damage control needed to be implemented and fast. The last thing that Jack needed was for his position to be undermined.
“Let me speak to Kay Wilson….yes, this is Mr. Benjamin-Ames. Oh yes, she will take my call….”
****
Kay reached the restaurant at 7.30 pm; Jack was already seated when she arrived. His face was unreadable at first, but she knew that her outfit already had an effect on him.
“Miss Wilson, Roberto Cavalli this time around, I like it. Very fitting, a very primal animal print. Trying to tell me something?” he teased.
“Lucky guess again Jack. You don’t look so bad yourself, but I’m not going to pretend that I know who your suit is by. That’s not my thing,”
“That’s fine. We all have our little quirks; this beautiful hand-tailored number that I have on is a Prada; perfect for taking a gentleman from the office to an evening appointment with little fuss.”
“Nice. So this dinner…is it business or pleasure?”
“I confess, it’s a little bit of both. You see I didn’t expect one of my biggest accounts to be swiped from under my nose; well played madam. I may have underestimated you.”
“It’s usually the first mistake.”
“ I gathered. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve Kay Wilson?”
“Oh you know that a good player never reveals all their cards. Let’s just say that I like to take control….”
“How so?”
“You’ll see soon enough. So tell me, can you handle a strong woman? The last time we met, you looked like you prefer to be in control and I don’t play that. Can you let a woman take the lead?”
“Well that all depends Kay. Depends on the situation; on occasion, I’ve been known to bend to what a lady desires. What will I get in return for this temporary submission?”
“The best damn fuck of your life.”
Jack smiled at her brightly as the waiter approached with their wine.
“Interesting….”
****
Jack walked around the dungeon in Kay’s apartment as he waited for her to get ready; he couldn’t believe the all the toys that she had to play with. I should have known, he thought. This bitch breaks balls literally.
Kay strode into the room in a black corset with matching black 6 inch stripper heels and black leather gloves; she licked her lips as she walked up to him purposefully. Mistress Klymaxx only needed utter one command.
“Strip!”
“Yes ma’am!” replied Jack half-jokingly.
He instinctively lay down on his back spread-eagled as if he knew she would be on top.
“I’m gonna show you a neat trick today,” said Kay. “I’m gonna fuck you Jack, but when you’re almost ready to come, my hands are gonna choke you a little and cut off some oxygen to your brain. Once I’m done, tell me if you’ll ever settle for a regular orgasm ever again.”
“Kay, you’re something else,”
“Do you understand what I’m gonna do to you? Do you have any second thoughts at all….”
“Just shut up and do it….”
She slapped his face playfully, making him wince.
“That, was for talking smack.”
Jack lay back and enjoyed the ride after that; he really didn’t mind a woman taking control in the bedroom, just as long as she knew that it was just play. He had a suspicion that Kay didn’t seem to understand such a notion.
She did exactly what she said she would do and as he began to bust, her hands squeezed his windpipe. The effect was a supreme rush; the orgasm was heightened to an acute level and his eyes felt like they would explode from the inside of his head. She was right then; he just may never settle for a regular orgasm again.
Kay couldn’t help herself; the power that she felt over him at that moment turned her on no end. Surprisingly, Jack had just come yet his penis was still rock hard inside her. She clenched her pussy over it and used a gloved finger to rub her now swollen clit; he put his arms behind his head and rested as he watched her jerk off wildly. Kay shuddered and moaned as she came hard all over him; when she let her eyes roll backwards from the pleasurable feelings, Jack took it as his cue to change the game.
“You didn’t think it would be that easy would you?” he asked. Kay’s eyes widened in terror as he pulled out her steel cuffs and locked her arms to the bed rail.
“My turn now….” he said menacingly.
Jack pulled her body down with authority and forced her head over the side of the bed; he used just one knee to lock her chest down rendering her powerless to move. The other leg balanced him on the floor; he then proceeded to ram his cock down her throat. Kay gagged and made a feeble attempt to scream.
“I wouldn’t if I were you. Just take my dick like a good girl; if I wanted to be mean, I’d choke you with it. Now open wide.”
Kay’s eyes watered as she did his bidding; Jack’s face was one of complete relish as he virtually fucked her face. She almost threw up as he made her do something that she hadn’t done for years; he made her swallow his semen.
“That’s a good girl Kay. Drink it all, you know you want it bitch.”
She passed out from the shock after that.
****
Kay awoke an hour later un-cuffed and naked in a towel.
“What the? Jack?” she asked.
“You woke up then…nice nap?” he replied.
“I don’t remember sleeping; I just remember you violating my mouth….”
“You passed out.”
“Oh. Shit, I did didn’t I? Why am I naked?”
“I though you’d be uncomfortable sleeping in a corset and high-heels. But you’re welcome.”
“I’ll say a grudging thanks. You know you had no right to violate me Jack.”
“And you had no right to steal that L’Ingénue account from right under my nose. If you don’t play fair then I’ll play dirty.”
“Jack, that wasn’t anything against you. I had a personal score to settle,”
“I know about that and you should be careful of confiding in crack-heads. If they think their supply is about to be compromised, they can get nasty.”
“Crack-heads?”
“A euphuism for Jim Templeton; he has an expensive coke habit. He’s had it for years.”
“Wow, I thought he would have given up by now like everyone else; he’s too old for that shit.”
“Yes and if it starts to affect his work, he’s out.”
“Jack, you’re a man after my own heart. What do you say that you let me cuff you next time?”
“There will be a next time? Well only if you let me use the paddle….”
“Jack!”
“Fair exchange! Like I said, let’s play fair. We don’t have to be enemies Kay; in fact I’d much like you on my side.”
“As long as you work for JMC Advertising, you are my rival…it’s that black and white. I don’t know any other way Jack….”
“That’s because nobody has taught you how my dear lady.”
“Jack?”
“Yes Kay….”
“Wanna violate me again?”
It was about to be a very long night.
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Kay pulled outside Troy’s apartment block and paused for a little while before going inside to pick him up; it was a lovely Sunday in Chicago that day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and Kay’s mood was equally bright. Her hesitation was due to her feeling of dread as to what her son would think of Jack. It was scary introducing a new love to one’s children at the best of times, but in this case, it was Kay’s very first time of doing so. Troy had never been acquainted with any of her many conquests over the years; this was out of her spirit of protecting her image in front of her son. Jack was different in this respect however; the way he treated Kay made her think of him as being a part of her future. It seemed that they were both the kind of emotional stability that the other was looking for.
She walked into Troy’s apartment happily and greeted him with her usual exuberance; five minutes later he was all ready to go, so they set off to their favourite brunch spot as usual. Kay waited until they came to a stop at a red light before brining up the topic.
“Troy, I know I didn’t warn you before, but I’ve invited Jack to join us at Ruby’s today….” she said with a tentative lilt.
“Who, the Jack?” asked Troy
“Yes baby, the Jack,”
“Mama, you’ve never introduced me to any of your men. What’s going on, are y’all getting married already or something? Cos that is pretty fast of you ask me….”
“No baby, don’t jump the gun. We are still just dating….”
“Well I guess he must be special. It’s just kinda weird cos you’ve never introduced me to anyone like this before.”
“That’s because none of them have been quite like Jack. I took your advice and fyi, he’s been treating me like a queen. I guess I also want you to meet him because you gave me the encouragement to take him seriously in the first place. I think I need you to approve of him Troy,”
“No sweat ma, I’m sure he is a wonderful guy…in fact I’m looking forward to it.” Troy concluded.
Kay leaned over to kiss her son on his cheek that sported three-day old face fuzz.
“Thank you son; you’ll love him, I just know it….”
****
Jack noticed that Troy had a very firm handshake. The sizing up had started moments earlier when Kay had introduced boyfriend to son.
Troy in turn noted that Jack had an air of prestige about him, but without the annoying sense of self-importance that he had come to expect in men of his calibre. Jack was dressed appropriately for a casual Sunday first meeting with his girlfriend’s son in a lime green Lacoste polo shirt and pale sand slacks. The look was finished off with a plain pair of tan loafers; his outfit was simple yet age appropriate, the only extravagant touch being the Franck Muller Conquistador Tourbillion watch adorning his left wrist. He’d bought it as a gift to himself for saving JMC’s skin by pulling them away from certain bankruptcy; well, for the mean time anyway.
“Pleased to meet you Troy,” Jack said warmly. “I hear from your mother that you’re quite a fine young man.”
“I’ve heard great things about you too….” Troy replied. “Thanks for taking her off my hands man, my mama was begging to cram my style a little. People were beginning to think that I was walking around town with a cougar or something.” He added cheekily.
“I’ll give you cougar!” Kay admonished playfully. “Now come on inside; you boys have done the meet and greet thing already and I am starved.”
They followed in her wake as she almost ran inside chasing the smell of freshly made cornbread to their table. Jack impressed Troy by beating him to seat his mother down; he nodded his head slightly in approval and Kay caught her son’s expression and smiled. They then ordered some food and a celebratory bottle of Chablis before the conversation spiked again.
“So sweetie what do you think of my man?” Kay asked Troy as she squeezed Jack’s hand.
Troy laughed out loud at his mother’s candour.
“Mama aren’t you supposed to wait until we’re alone to ask that? I mean if I hated his guts, I couldn’t really say it in front of him could I? You’re lucky that I like him ma,” Troy said and then addressed Jack. “I hereby give you my stamp of approval Mr Benjamin-Ames. You’re official now….”
“Why thank you sir!” Jack replied. “Now I can sleep easy at night!”
Both men burst into raucous laughter at that point; Kay couldn’t help but to laugh along with them. Troy and Jack had the same sense of humor and it was clear that they would get on like a house on fire. Her heart was light and happy; she couldn’t have asked for a better result.
****
“So what did you really think of Troy?” Kay asked. She looked up at the silhouette of Jack’s face in the dark as they lay in his bed naked apart from the luxurious sheets.
“He’s a good kid…I hope my boys are something like him when they get to his age. He’s driven, focused and wants to make you proud of him. It’s good Kay and you did a good job with him….”
“Oh please; I wasn’t really there for him growing up. I only concentrated on my career; I was really an absent mom for the most part.” she replied wistfully.
“But you’ve had a good influence on him don’t you think? I mean living away from him is better than him seeing you being terrorised by your ex in the same home….”
“Now that could have never happened; Frank is just a shit talker, he’s not a hitter. He don’t have it in him…in fact he doesn’t have much in him really. God knows what I saw in that man in the first place….”
“I don’t know what’s worse Kay, having basically no choice in who your spouse is, or choosing one yourself and they turn out to be a loser. Seems like we both had a raw deal in those terms….” Jack said trailing off.
“Yeah I guess; when we had Troy, I mean when I held him in my arms for the first time, I was still in love with Frank. I loved him with all my heart…I never imagined that just three years later, I would hate the ground he walked on. Have you ever been betrayed by the one you love Jack? Hurt so deeply that you felt like killing yourself? Honestly, if I didn’t have a son to think about back then, I might have….”
Kay blinked and tears ran down her face; she’d never really spoken to anyone about what Frank did to her all those years ago and the pain of his betrayal stung like a freshly cut wound.
“I couldn’t believe it; when I wanted to move back into my own place, a place that took us a long time to find together, he’d already moved another chick in. I’d just finished nursing my mama before her death, so you can imagine how hard it hit me. My own kid was even calling the new chick “mama”, I could have bust Frank’s teeth for that; but I threw myself into my job instead. It paid off and it was the only way I could get thru it. I just didn’t think about it or talk about it with anyone.”
“Kay, you know what somebody told me a long time ago? The things that don’t kill you only make you stronger and by God, you are a strong woman. That’s what made me wanna come back to you after that first night; you don’t act needy for the sake of it and then bite me on the ass once my guard is down…it’s okay to cry, but his loss is ultimately my gain.”
She nodded her head; he was right and she wasn’t about to spend another day crying over Frank. Kay wondered a little about Jack’s own experiences with his ex-wife and thought a little about how to broach the subject before she spoke.
“And what about you Jack? How did your marriage fall apart…her name is Almira right? She looked nice enough from her photo…but the bad ones always do I guess….”
Jack sighed deeply and shut his eyes tight. He’d hadn’t been as lucky as Kay and couldn't block out the memories so well; Almira had put him through more turmoil than he could ever have imagined possible. She was a real piece of work.
“Living with her was very, very difficult. I can’t go into the details of the situation, but I was married to her when I was fifteen and she was twenty. It kinda meant that she could live in the States as my wife and also go to college here. Having a 15 year old husband also meant total freedom and autonomy for Almira; her father had spoiled her and given her what she wanted; I was only a naïve boy so I didn’t realise that most of her demands were not normal at all. She really steam-rolled me that’s for sure,”
“But Jack, you don’t seem the type of man that can be as you put it “steam-rolled” just like that; I feel like there’s something else there. Something that you might be afraid to tell me?”
“It’s just hard for me Kay; you’re gonna have to give me some time…she…she was abusive to me from the start. But I never said anything to my parents cos I felt like a real chump.”
“Jack I hope you don’t mean physically abusive….” Kay said tentatively. His silence confirmed her horror. “Oh my gosh…honey I’m so sorry. I can’t believe that you went through that. But how did you manage to produce five children?” she asked in disbelief.
“That’s another thing about her; she knows exactly how her pussy works and uses it to her advantage. Almira is bipolar – I know this even though she hasn’t been diagnosed. It’s the only thing that can explain her craziness. She literally walked all over me Kay and I let her. While she was supposed to be studying in college, she was busy fucking around…I was often left to take care of the kids….”
“That’s terrible Jack; and I had you down as one of those men that always had chicks eating out of your hand….”
“Well I wasn’t back then, but I am these days or you wouldn’t be in my bed would you?” Jack said with a smirk. Kay replied his comment with a playful slap on his arm.
“I wouldn’t push my luck if I were you; I could be out of your bed in three seconds if you’re not careful!” Kay said with a mock stern face.
“Come on baby, you and I both know that you’re not going anywhere; come here,” he replied and pulled her face to his gently for a kiss. They continued for a while, but Kay broke away before going any further.
“This isn’t going to be easy to hide Jack; sooner or later, people in the industry are gonna twig on to the fact that we’re together. We’ve gotta be really careful not to show our affection in public; I'm scared that the way that I feel about you is gonna just spill out without me realising it. I’ve never let myself go like this before….”
“Don’t give it anymore thought than it deserves Kay; you’ll be fine. It’s not like we work in the same office or anything…it’s not a problem. But one thing that we do need to agree on is never to poach each other’s clients; that could cause a strain on our relationship don’t ya think?”
“Of course you’re right; I would never do that to you now though. I would never wanna do anything to jeopardize your position in any way…its cool.”
“Good. Now that we’ve got all that stuff out of the way…where were we? Oh yeah, I remember, I was just about to….”
Jack slid down to her breasts and licked them in a way that made her toes curl; Kay breathed deeply and let the pleasurable feelings take over her body, he was becoming quite adept at turning her on and she didn’t even miss the feeling of being dominant when they were together. It was all becoming too much and it wasn’t too long before she needed him inside her; Jack fingered her pussy a little to feel how wet she’d become, he then sent a shiver down her spine by licking her juice off his fingers like honey.
“Fuck me Jack,” she pleaded. “I can’t take it anymore…I need your dick inside me baby.”
He flipped her over on to her knees and pushed her head down on to the bed before sliding in from the back doggy-style. Kay gripped the sheets as he began to pound her ass rapidly and hit her g-spot with every stroke; her moans steadily got louder as her orgasm approached. Jack waited until he could feel her pussy climax before thrusting even harder; she had his dick in a vice-like grip that threatened to make him come much sooner than he would like to. In the end, her screams of desire made him lose control; the warmth of his hot semen on her ass felt so good that she couldn’t help but to rub it into her skin like lotion. Jack smiled and shook his head; her freakiness amazed him at times, it was another thing to add to the list of the reasons she turned him on.
“You’re a freak you know that?” he remarked.
“But you like it don’t you baby?” she replied.
“Yeah…I do like it….” he said and surprised her by diving down between her legs to continue her pleasure. The only thing to do was to just lay back and enjoy it.
****
Jack had been planning it in his mind for weeks; Kay’s birthday was coming up and he wanted to do something nice for her. He had a surprise weekend in Paris in mind and would need Melanie’s help to arrange the flights and a car to pick Kay up from her office etc. She would also know Kay’s dress size and other personal details, as he intended buy her a brand new suitcase full of clothes to wear on the trip. He’d seen a beautiful platinum bracelet that he wanted to present to her as gift, but the jeweler had asked if it should be engraved, but Jack realised that didn’t know her initials.
Kay was having a business lunch with four members of the K-Maxx design team when he called; her employees looked at each other quizzically when she excused herself from the table. Their boss usually never let anything get in the way of work.
“Jack…what’s up sweetie? I’m in the middle of a meeting….” she said brightly.
“Oh really? Did you leave them to talk because of me?” Jack asked.
“Yeah….” she replied blushing.
“What can I say? I’m flattered and thank you. Anyway, this is just gonna be quick. What’s your full name?”
“Why do you wanna know that?”
“Well I was just wondering…so rather than just wonder, I figured I’d just ask you. What’s Kay short for…Kathryn…Kelly…?”
“Oh God…trust me, you’ll never be able to guess…do I really have to tell you?”
“Of course you have to tell me. Your name can’t be that bad….”
“Oh yes it can!”
“Okay try me.”
Kay sighed and wondered if she could hang up the phone to avoid answering, but knowing Jack, he would just bring it up later.
“Alright, alright…I’ll tell you. My full name is Klymaxx Aurora Wilson. There, I said it. Now you can laugh….”
Kay grimaced at Jack’s ribald laughter on the other end of the line; she hadn’t been that embarrassed for years.
“I’m sorry baby, but I just had to laugh. So your parents actually named you “Climax” as in an orgasm? You poor child….”
“Well its actually spelled K-L-Y-M-A-X-X. They told me that by birth was the best thing that happened to them so that’s why they named me that. You better not tell anyone though, because only a few people on earth know my real name….” warned Kay.
“Don’t worry baby, your secret is safe with me…I’ll only tease you about it when we’re alone but thanks for satisfying my curiosity.”
“Okay sweetie, I gotta go….”
Kay ended the call abruptly and turned to go back to the table; her heart sank as she realised what she had just done. She could only pray that Jack didn’t care for dominatrixes and wouldn’t find her website. She’d been meaning to shut it down for good for a while, but just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Jack knowing her real name was a good enough catalyst; if given a choice between him and Mistress Klymaxx, Kay knew which one had to go.
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“Kay! Kay! Are you listening to me? I need to get back to research and development soon to let them know this draft has the green light…sorry to press you but the deadline is tomorrow.” Melanie said; she was becoming a little more than frustrated with Kay’s new habit of daydreaming. The Bahamas must have been great then, she thought.
“Oh I’m sorry, I just drifted off for a moment; what were you saying…oh right I need to green light this,” replied Kay. She glanced at the document briefly, but with none of her usual meticulous scrutiny. Melanie gave a puzzled look at Kay when her head was down; she only hoped that Kay’s distraction wouldn’t impair the quality of her work. Melanie pursed her lips as her boss signed the draft off to finishing.
“Kay, can I ask you a personal question?”
“Go ahead, shoot,”
“Well, I’m just gonna go ahead and be frank. You’ve been really distracted since you’ve got back from the Bahamas last week. I’m just staying because I’m not used to you being like this. Does Jack Benjamin-Ames have anything to do with this?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because I know that he met you out there and from the way that he’s been calling you since, I’d say that he must have made some impression on you.”
“Ok Melanie, you got me! But you have to promise that this will not go around the office. I’m being serious; if it becomes a rumor, consider yourself fired. I’m only telling you because you’re my PA and you deal with my personal matters anyway. Jack really made the trip very memorable; but the thing is, I can’t get together with him because he’s my rival to be quite frank. Sorry if I’m distracted, but that’s all I’ve been thinking about lately….”
“Oh wow Kay; that’s deep, it sucks that your job has to stand in the way of love. I guess you’re falling for the wrong person! He sounds nice over the phone though!”
Melanie reminisced to the silky sound of Jack’s voice over then phone when he’d gotten Kay’s travel information from her; it was a shame that Kay was already taken by him or she may have gone for Jack herself.
“Yeah, he must have for you to tell him my whereabouts!” Kay exclaimed.
“What can I say Kay? I’m sorry; he’s just got something about him! He has that…what do the French say? Yeah, that’s it; he has a little je ne sais quoi about him!”
“Do you even know what that means Melanie?” Kay replied shaking her head, “anyway enough with the French lessons for today; you better rush that down to finishing….”
“Okay then ma’am! Oh by the way…some flowers arrived from you know who while you were in that meeting…what shall I do with them?”
“Bring me the card that came with it and arrange them on the table in the lobby…and don’t try to peek at the message!”
Melanie felt a little better that Kay seemed to be back to her old self again as she left her office; she couldn’t help but to make a small dig at her boss’s expense before shutting the door.
“Whatever you say Mrs Benjamin-Ames….” Melanie said with a chuckle
“Oh no you didn’t!” Kay admonished and threw her rubber stress ball at the closing office door in mock protest. In truth, the sound of that sounded good to her; a smile was glued to her face for the rest of the afternoon.
****
Troy also noticed that his mother was distracted over their usual Sunday lunch; she picked at her favourite ribs wistfully and was not as attentive as she usually would be when he told her about his week.
“So mama what’s the story? You’ve been like this since you came back from your vacation; dare I ask, who’s the lucky guy? I mean I know it’s not like you to be like this and the last time I’ve seen you look less than a ball-breaker was at Mr Buchanan’s funeral….” Troy asked
“I guess you know me too well son, even though we only see each other once a week! Okay lemme cut a long story short; you remember JMC right? My old firm and now my fierce rivals? Well I’ve only gone and fallen in love with one of their top executives…his name is Jack.”
“Don’t tell me…he is off limits? He married? Got a woman or something?”
“Well I don’t even know that much…I know he is divorced and he has kids. I know that he swept me off my feet in the Bahamas. No man has ever treated me the way he did you know?”
“Well dad sure didn’t! So he’s available right, this Jack? Cos he needs to hook up with you so I can get my old mom back….”
“I can’t date him seriously Troy, I mean how would it look? It would be a conflict of interest for the firms….”
“Ma, you need to stop making work such a priority all the time; don’t you deserve to be in love too? I mean every since I can remember, you’ve always been a workaholic.I’m grateful for everything you’ve given me and everything, but why can’t I see you happy for once?”
“But Troy, I am happy…I’ve got you, I’ve got a lot of things that lots of women don’t have; to ask for love too is like asking lil’ too much isn’t it? You know what they say son; you can’t have your cake and eat it. Hooking up with Jack looks like an accident waiting to happen…but it’s so hard for me to walk away. He treats me…so…so…I just can’t explain it; I’ve never felt this way before….”
Troy threw down his half-finished chicken leg in angst; for someone that so clearly needed the love of a good man, his mother was proving to be quite stubborn. He reached out to hold her hand and squeezed it earnestly.
“Mother, listen to me; I want you to know that it hurts me, it hurts me that all my life, I’ve never seen you in love. I’ve never even seen a man treat you like the lady that you are. If it’s only once in your life…I want you to go for it mama. Let yourself go for once….”
“Aww baby, it’s not that easy; I gotta think about this….”
“Come on mom! Didn’t losing Doug teach you a lesson? Look, as far as I’m concerned, this Jack dude sounds like a good guy. I say go for it.”
“Troy, are you sure? What if it all goes wrong?”
“Then you can blame me…now are you gonna have those ribs? Or do I have to snatch ‘em?”
“Boy don’t you touch my ribs!” Kay replied, but ended up giving him half her portion anyway.
Troy's words would continue to echo in her head until she reached a decision.
****
Jim winced in pain as the current charged through his body; it seemed as though Mistress Klymaxx was giving him extra punishment. She continued to turn the level up without flinching; the metal clips on his nipples and balls had now become instruments of torture. When Jim could feel his toes beginning to burn from the inside; it wasn’t fun anymore.
“Please Mistress! Fuck! This shit hurts…please stop!” he begged.
“What did you say? You want me to what?” she asked while thoroughly enjoying being the torturer.
“I’m begging you please no more! I can’t take anymore…I feel like I’m being fucking fried alive!”
Kay looked up for a second and the hair on his head was sticking straight up; she smiled sweetly and let him squirm for a little more.
“You should count yourself lucky that I don’t turn this shit up further you stupid cokehead. I know that you spoke to Jack….”
“But…but…but….”
“Bitch, you better shut your mouth! Don’t you fucking try to lie to me; I still have my connections in JMC so don’t you forget it. This is the last time that you’ll ever see Mistress Klymaxx ever again; your tenure as one of my slaves has been terminated. One thing Jim, there's just one thing that makes my blood boil and that is dis-loyalty. I offered you a lifeline and you stab me in the back? You dumb motherfucka....”
Jim shuddered a little upon the realisation of what had just occurred; he had no wish to get on Kay’s bad side, but the shit had already hit the fan now. In a desperate attempt for redemption, he decided to take the grovelling route.
“Please Kay, please! I’m sorry…it was a mistake! I was just trying to save my job…I don’t wanna do something stupid like crossing you!”
“That’s right Jim – you don’t wanna make an enemy of me. After today, don’t call me, don’t email me or even think about me. It’s over and just be thankful that a mini-electrocution is all the punishment I have the energy to carry out. You’re not even worth me getting mad about…it’s not like you’re a threat….” She concluded coldly.
Kay then put him put of his misery and turned the device off; Jim shrank down on the floor pathetically and almost foaming at the mouth from the pain.
“Pack up your shit and get the fuck out Jim. You have five minutes….”
He ran out of her apartment in four.
****
Kay marvelled at how soft Jack’s skin was as he stroked her hair; they had gotten cosy on his expansive couch and were chilling out watching a movie. She had been more than impressed once he opened the door to his enviable penthouse; what was more impressive was the fact that she felt completely at home there. The light of the plasma screen was the only thing that illuminated the room apart from the sparkle of the city that dominated the view out the window. The entire place spelled success and Jack’s charisma and self-assuredness positively reeked of it; he was simply, Kay’s type of man.
She stretched out to pick up her half-drank glass of white wine and took a sip before offering Jack a little. He waved it away gently.
“Nah…thanks, I’m not in the mood for another drink.”
“Shall I guess what you’re in the mood for then?”
“Come on lady; you already know….”
“So where do we go with this?”
“With what Kay?”
“With our situation? You’ve romanced me, you got me dangling on a string now…so I just wanna know what your intentions are that’s all.”
“Okay, for a start; you actually being in my apartment is a big deal. I don’t want us to go too fast with this thing and then end up hating each other…so let’s date….”
“Exclusively….”
“Yes of course, exclusively, and if we can stand each other in three months, then we can take it from there. If not, then I hope there won’t be any hard feelings….”
“Don’t break my heart and there won’t be any….”
“Ooh mama I’m scared!” Jack replied playfully. He then moved his hand from her lush hair to her breast in one swift motion; her nipple responded by hardening at his touch as he twirled it between his fingers. Kay quickly put down the wine glass before its contents spilled on his cowhide rug.
“Mmm Jack…ooh baby I like it….” she breathed.
“I told you I wasn’t in the mood for a drink,” he replied.
The moon revealed itself in the night sky as they scrambled on the couch to get naked; buttons were popped, jeans were shed and panties were ripped off. Jack assumed his position on top of Kay and spread her legs to look at her wet pussy before burying his dick into it. She pulled him closer and sucked the skin on his chest with passion; Jack looked into her eyes as he continued the stroke.
There was something deep inside them that Kay was trying to reach out to, but she couldn’t quite make it; the intensity of his gaze brought her orgasm on faster than usual and Jack’s resolve melted as she screamed out in ecstasy.
“Baby! Baby…ahhhh…ooh yeah baby! Jack, this is too much; you’re too good to me....” she squealed.
“It can never be too good…good is all good,” he whispered softly. Moments after, he gripped her tightly and she could feel him; as he came inside her, Jack’s eyes revealed the pain that Kay knew had been there all along.
“Whatever she did to you Jack…I won’t do it. I won’t hurt you too….”
His silent kiss on her mouth gave a reply; it seemed that he too, was now ready to fall.
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So this is what I’ve been missing all this time, thought Kay. The Bahamas were stretched out in front of her eyes and the view looked like something off a postcard. She’d decided to enjoy a little of her money since becoming a millionaire and take a weekend break in the Caribbean. Grand Bahama Island seemed to have rolled out the red carpet for her; as a single black American female, she had the pick of all the men and they were certainly falling over themselves to help her with her luggage. Luckily, Melanie had been efficient as usual and booked a limo to pick Kay up at the airport.
She checked into the Old Bahama Bay resort and felt like a winner; thank you old friend, she mused, then saw Doug’s face in her mind’s eye. He had been good to her and allowed her a new life to do with what she wished; gratitude was not good enough a word for what Kay felt for him. As she flopped her body onto the hotel suite bed, the memories came flooding back; life was so much easier for her once she’d stopped being so precious about her body.
For want of a better life for her and her son, Kay had thrown coyness to the wind and grown a fine set of balls. She had dominated men, manipulated them, bribed them and had even robbed them to get what she wanted. There lay Kay Wilson, at the top of her game, a fire-brand in her chosen industry, mother of Troy, millionairess, Mistress Klymaxx and all around alpha female that wanted for nothing. But she had to stop lying to herself at some point; there was something that she wanted and he was all the way back in Chicago; Jack had Kay completely smitten.
After daydreaming about him for a while, she decided to put some things in the closet and take a shower before checking out the resort; a few specimens had caught her eye on the way in and Kay wasn’t about to let her thoughts of Jack get in the way of a good fuck.
Once she was done bathing, Kay slipped on a floaty deep blue cotton dress and some gladiator sandals; she then took her hair off her neck and rolled it into a bun before heading out.
****
It was simply a beautiful place indeed; Jack thanked God for his gift, Kay’s secretary was just a woman at the most basic level and had not been immune to his smooth taking over the telephone. He’d asked her to put him through to Kay, when she let him in on the fact that her boss had left town for a long weekend in the Bahamas that Thursday. Jack being Jack also managed to get Melanie to divulge the name of the island and resort that Kay would be staying at. The pull to go and surprise her was irresistible after that; he was also curious to know how she behaved beyond the realm of business. He took a Friday morning flight and had arrived at the destination by early evening.
Kay obviously wasn’t looking around as he watched her from the bar across the pool; she was eating her lunch alfresco on the tables just outside the restaurant. He watched her with interest as she picked up a steaming clam and scraped out the soft contents before it disappeared between her lips. Jack could never forget her lips or the way they felt around his dick; that thought alone made him want to make his presence known.
“Bartender, do you have a line to the restaurant across the way there?” Jack asked.
“Yes sir Mr Benjamin-Ames, what do you need?” replied the Bartender, his dark chocolate skin sparkled at the fifty dollar bill that Jack slipped across into his hand.
“I need to pay for that lady’s lunch before she can get to it. Can you arrange that?”
“Yes sir, I’ll get the maître d' on the line immediately,”
Jack threw his Amex Centurion across for the payment and in a few moments the deed was done. All he had to do now was to wait for her to look around and find him once her sponsor would be pointed out to her. The look on her face would be priceless.
****
Kay looked up at the waiter and was puzzled.
“What do you mean it’s been paid for? I don’t know anybody here yet, it must be some mistake,” she protested. It can’t be the guy from last night can it? She thought, he can’t even afford some new shoes, let alone pay for this expensive meal. Who the hell can it be?
“Madam, may I ask you to look across the pool to the bar, the gentleman in the linen shirt paid. You’re a very lucky lady madam, he left us all a very handsome tip!” the waiter replied gleefully.
“I’ll bet he did,” Kay deadpanned. She focused on the said gentleman and realised who it was; he raised his scotch glass at her and winked. “Jack? How the hell….”
“Is there a problem madam?”
“No, no problem. Thanks for your service, I’ll be leaving now.”
“Thank you madam and enjoy the rest of your stay in the Bahamas….”
“I don’t know if that’s gonna happen after this,” Kay mumbled and sashayed out of the forecourt in the direction of the bar; Jack was already walking over and met her half-way.
“What the hell are you doing here?!”
“A thank you would be nice; you looked like you really enjoyed those clams. I would have joined you, but I took advantage of the superb room service about an hour ago before heading out. The sun agrees with you Kay,”
“Thank you Jack, you didn’t have to do that, but I do appreciate it. It was a nice gesture…but first answer my question. What are you doing here? I know that this isn’t some coincidence….”
“Well it is of sorts; I called your office and it turned out that you’d just left for the airport. I wanted to see you this weekend so I thought what the hell? You should feel honored; I don’t just leave at the drop of a hat for just any woman.”
“Am I supposed to buy that? Come on Jack…don’t bullshit me.”
“Kay we’re on a beautiful Caribbean Island; will you just relax? Tell me if this is bullshit….” He said and kissed her lips softly in full view of the dozens of vacationers that had arranged themselves around the pool area.
“Jack….” She whispered feebly.
“Come on lady, let me take you to my favourite spot on the Island.”
“You’ve been here before?”
“Just a few times; now let me take the lead this time.”
Kay linked his inviting arm and brushed over his firm bicep; surprisingly things had just started to look up.
“Okay lover-boy, lead the way….”
***
Jack was proving to be a romantic at heart; he took Kay to the breathtaking waterfall in the Garden of the Groves, which was one of the most beautiful spots in Grand Bahama. She had never been anywhere so peaceful and tranquil; they walked in silence along the bank as the sunlight flooded its way through the trees.
They found a bench to sit on and just watched the scenery for a while; the birds chirped happily and the sound of the water running down from the rock into the lake mesmerised them both. It took a little while before Kay broke the silence and made her feelings known.
“Well Jack, you’re really taken me by surprise; I didn’t expect this at all. This place is just divine; if I had been born here, I would probably never leave….”
“I’m glad that you like it; the last woman that I brought here did not appreciate nature and made it impossible for me to enjoy it. She kept complaining about having to walk…but then again I guess she was used to been pampered all the time. I think I spoiled her a little.”
“Who was she if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Oh, just my ex-wife.”
“Oh I’m sorry to hear that; I forgot that you were divorced.”
“You’re not sorry, or you wouldn’t be here with me. Don’t feel too bad for me though, I had a lucky escape with that one. All I have to do is make sure that my kids are taken care of and I’ll be happy,” Jack said while playing with a blade of grass. He suddenly stood up after seeing something he liked.
“Hold on here Kay, I’ll be back in a second,” he promised.
Kay hung tight as he walked off in the direction of some bushes; he was back by her side a moment later and was clutching a yellow flower in his hand.
“I though that this would go with your outfit,” he said, “a Bahamian Buttercup. The yellow compliments this dress perfectly.”
Kay smiled at him as he tucked the flower in the side of her hair; he was right, it went beautifully with her jade green maxi-dress. She caught a reflection of herself in the water as they walked over to the labyrinth of the garden. Jack isn’t so bad, she thought. I could get used to being treated like this.
He smiled back at her and said nothing, but his self-confidence spoke volumes; the irrepressible Kay Wilson was falling for him in the worst way and he knew it. Jack wasn’t sure how far he was prepared to take it, but he was determined t make the most of the weekend with her. The events that he planned to take place that evening would eventually seal the deal.
He waited until they were in the taxi back to the resort to make his intentions known.
“So I take it that you enjoyed the afternoon?” Jack asked.
“Of course I did. It was perfect honestly and the flower in my hair was a nice touch,” she replied.
“Thank you Kay. But tell me, when is the last time that you let a man treat you like a lady? A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t have to have such a tough shell…I know that you enjoyed been taken out today and you were flattered that you were made a fuss of in the restaurant. Why won’t you let your guard down?”
“I wish it were that easy; you and I both know that in the industry we work in, you gotta be tough. Trying to make it as a single woman is even worse, I mean can you imagine the things I’ve had to do in order to be taken seriously? You can’t possibly understand.…”
“Trust me, I probably would understand. We all make our sacrifices in life Kay…you’re not the only one.”
“Yeah right? So what would the great Jack Benjamin-Ames know about sacrifice?”
“That my dear is a miserable story for another time. We are in the Bahamas and I refuse to dwell on unfortunate events,”
“Well that’s fair enough I guess.”
Nothing else was said until just before the car pulled up to their hotel; Kay was looking out of the window wistfully and Jack pulled her face to his gently. Their next kiss was to be more memorable than the one at the pool side and laced with an even deeper meaning. He held on to her bottom lip a little longer before breaking the lock.
“Mmm Jack…that was nice…now that was a kiss!” Kay remarked exuberantly.
“There’s more where that came from; meet me for dinner at eight.” He replied.
“I’ll see you there….”
***
Clyde Walker paced up and down outside her room at midnight; he’d already tried to listen to what was going on inside, but the door was too thick. After getting a taste of what Kay Wilson had to offer, he couldn’t help but to come back; when he’d met her the night before, there was nothing out of the ordinary about her at first. It wasn’t until she paid for their drinks at the bar that he could tell that she was loaded; Clyde had hoped to get a second round of freaky sex and then hopefully help himself to her cards and cash in the safe once she was soundly asleep.
He felt bad for doing what he did but it made him money and that was the most important thing; she was a rich American anyway and would no doubt be going back to the kind of life that he could only dream of. Clyde didn’t like to call himself a gigolo, but at the end of the day that was his job; his mother certainly didn’t let him forget it every morning at breakfast. As a last resort he jigged the door handle in case she had been stupid enough to leave the door unlocked like some tourists often did. Just as he was about to touch it; he felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder.
“Hey man, what they hell do you think you’re doin’?” Jack asked.
“Who the fuck iz you?” replied Clyde in his broad Bahamian twang. “Mind ya own bizness man…find ya self another investment cos dis one here is taken….”
“Excuse me? what are you talking about man? I could have you thrown out of here for attempting to break into this room!”
The American accent clicked in Clyde’s head and horror almost consumed him as he realised that the man he was speaking to was a paying guest of the hotel; it was best not to make trouble, he would just have to find another gullible woman to romance for the night. Clyde cursed internally at the thought of losing such easy money.
“Alright man….chill, chill out. This is the Bahamas man, don’t sweat it, there’s no problem. I got the door number wrong, I was looking for a friend and I must be mistaken,”
“Yeah right asshole, just get the fuck outta here….”
Jack watched as the ebony skinned slime ball made his way to the elevator; he could only imagine what the man would have been doing to Kay if he had turned up five minutes later.
He hoped that Kay was ready once he entered the room; she’d slid key to him across the dinner table earlier in the evening. Jack walked in and the lights were out; he noticed the moonlight shining through the gauzy drapes and then found her body.
She lay on the bed wrapped in a towel just waiting for him.
“Okay Jack, let’s try it your way; I’m ready to be treated like a lady….” Kay whispered.
“I promise that you won’t regret it,” he replied.
Her eyes glazed over as he kissed her neck passionately; there was no need for any commands or demands, Jack knew exactly where to touch. The fire of his kisses made the hairs on her body stand on end and stoked the already raging fire between her legs.
Kay felt more of a woman than ever before as he began to suck each of her breasts in turn; he hardened against her and she parted her legs in anticipation for him to slide in.
“Jack, please put it in,” she begged.
“Not yet, I’m not ready to give it to you yet…just relax.”
He slid down to her pussy and gave it a sharp preliminary lick that sweetened her to the bone.
“Yes Jack, oh God yes…lick it baby,” said Kay
He obliged her and licked, sucked and flicked her until her clit was numb; she screamed out from her fourth orgasm before he finally surprised her with the introduction of his hard dick.
“Jack…baby! It’s too much; I can’t take it,” she protested.
He ignored her feeble talk and continued the stroke; their bodies ended up in a tangled web of lust by the time Jack was ready to come. Sweat dripped off him as his sticky semen exploded on to her tummy and after that, they were both calm and satisfied.
“Jack,” Kay whispered in the dark, “I think I’ve fallen in love with you…I wanna stop it but I just can’t!”
“Shh…don’t speak, let’s just enjoy this moment for what it is. If you still think you’re in love with me once you get back to the office, then we’re in big trouble.”
“Yes we are, but you know what? For the first time in my life…I just don’t give a damn.”
And similarly for the first time in her life, Kay didn’t want the night to ever end.
Thoughts?
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Part 7 - Payback is a bitch
Landing in New York again for the second time in just a few months felt good coupled with the fact that she was due to do some hard power-broking at L’Ingénue.
Harman Marmaduke extended a sweaty, yet firm palm to shake Kay’s own and she replied his pressure, then put on her game face; it was time to get down to the business of doing business.
“Kay,” he acknowledged with a slight nod.
“Harman,” she replied briskly.
“Okay here were are then; let’s not waste each other’s time and just get down to it, you really think you can offer me a better deal that then current JMC offering? I remember when you helped them secure our contract over a decade ago; they were stupid enough to let you go. I would have made you V.P. myself.”
“Harman, that’s kind; I’m glad you remember our history. I just woke up one day and asked myself ‘why am I still being loyal to my rival?’ Like I still work for them or something? I know from my inside sources that JMC is about to go down; they’ve even hired a repo man and the word is that he is cutting costs like no man’s business. K-Maxx in contrast is growing each quarter. We’ve just revamped some of the lines at Ebony Labs and I just know that we can work miracles with L’Ingénue; my people are the freshest and brightest brains in the biz. We know the youth and we know how to also appeal to the wannabe youth; you know, the oldies that are still trying to be hip.”
“Mmm hmm, carry on,”
“I’ve already asked my team to develop some boards and I’ve taken the liberty of sending a few sample slides to your inbox. Check the file in front of you, I asked your assistant to print them in color just before I came in.”
“I see you still work fast Kay,”
“Well, that’s why I’m the best in the business and I know that Harman Marmaduke only rolls with the best.”
“Hmm…I’ll be the judge of that….”
“Come on Harman; are you trying to tell me that you’ve ever met a woman that could handle you like I can? The only reason that we don’t hook up more often is because you’re in New York City now. I saw the look on your face when I walked into your office.”
“Oh Mistress Klymaxx, your eye never fails. Okay then; I guess we should do some things in life for old time’s sake.”
Harman hit the intercom button on his desk phone and spoke to his secretary on the other side of the thick office doors.
“Shelly, hold all my calls for the next hour and I do not wish to be disturbed during that time.”
“Yes Harman,” she replied. “Will that be all for now?”
“Yes Shelly, that’s fine.”
Harman cut the line and was met with a beaming smile from Kay.
“I see you’ve got ‘em trained in here.”
“Expect nothing less Kay. We operate exactly the same way….”
Harman hit a button on the small remote control unit that was under his desk and a full sized bed folded out from the left wall; evidently he was the kind of man that believed that work, rest and play didn’t need to leave the office. They both knew what to expect as they frantically stripped their clothes off; as she straddled him on the bed, Kay thought of the nickname he’d had from back in the day. All the ladies in the office used to call him ‘Hardman’ as a take on his first name; his body was still firm and muscular from decades of playing quash and tennis in various country clubs around the world. She clamped his legs underneath her and felt his rippling six pack; not bad for 44 years old, thought Kay.
He reached out playfully to touch one of her pert nipples, but she knocked his hand away before it could connect.
“Don’t make me hurt you Harman.” She warned.
“Ooh, you know I love it when you hurt me…and you better hit hard!”
“I guess you haven’t changed a bit; just like old times huh?”
He smiled back at her and a split second later, Kay began to rain punches down onto his torso. Harman was getting harder by the minute as the barrage of blows consumed him; strangely, he loved nothing better than being beaten up by a woman. It turned him on almost to the point of orgasm. She had to be sure not to hit his face though, everything else could be covered up.
“Yes Mistress! I’ve been a bad boy…I know I deserve to be punished!” he exclaimed.
“You’re lucky I didn’t bring my paddle, or you would have been in big trouble,” she replied. “You’ve been very, very bad….”
Kay continued for a few more minutes until she was exhausted; she stopped and was breathing heavily from exerting herself so rapidly. Harman took that as his cue to roll a condom on to his dick; she licked her lips at this and mounted herself onto it shortly after. He filled her up completely and she rode him to at least three orgasms before their time was up. As they came to the end of their session, he grabbed her thighs and finally made his own release. Kay locked eyes with Harman as he bucked underneath her in ecstasy; the look in his eyes told her that the account was as good as hers.
****
“She did what!” said Jim angrily. “How the fuck did she get the L’Ingénue account! She didn’t mention that the last time we were together?”
“Well I guess your connection with her is not as strong as you led me to believe Jim. This company cannot afford to lose a $150 million account. Heads will have to roll after this.” said Jack. “Do what you have to do to make sure you’re not one of them buddy.”
“I just can’t believe that she’d have the balls to do that! I mean it’s as if she’s declaring war on JMC or something; I don’t know who or what pissed her off, but I’ll get each account manager to have a catch up meeting with all the major clients.”
“It might take a little more than that Jim; you might need to go in person. Even use your own personal funds to provide entertainment. Like I said, do what you have to do….”
Jack picked up the phone as a signal for Jim to leave his office; damage control needed to be implemented and fast. The last thing that Jack needed was for his position to be undermined.
“Let me speak to Kay Wilson….yes, this is Mr. Benjamin-Ames. Oh yes, she will take my call….”
****
Kay reached the restaurant at 7.30 pm; Jack was already seated when she arrived. His face was unreadable at first, but she knew that her outfit already had an effect on him.
“Miss Wilson, Roberto Cavalli this time around, I like it. Very fitting, a very primal animal print. Trying to tell me something?” he teased.
“Lucky guess again Jack. You don’t look so bad yourself, but I’m not going to pretend that I know who your suit is by. That’s not my thing,”
“That’s fine. We all have our little quirks; this beautiful hand-tailored number that I have on is a Prada; perfect for taking a gentleman from the office to an evening appointment with little fuss.”
“Nice. So this dinner…is it business or pleasure?”
“I confess, it’s a little bit of both. You see I didn’t expect one of my biggest accounts to be swiped from under my nose; well played madam. I may have underestimated you.”
“It’s usually the first mistake.”
“ I gathered. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve Kay Wilson?”
“Oh you know that a good player never reveals all their cards. Let’s just say that I like to take control….”
“How so?”
“You’ll see soon enough. So tell me, can you handle a strong woman? The last time we met, you looked like you prefer to be in control and I don’t play that. Can you let a woman take the lead?”
“Well that all depends Kay. Depends on the situation; on occasion, I’ve been known to bend to what a lady desires. What will I get in return for this temporary submission?”
“The best damn fuck of your life.”
Jack smiled at her brightly as the waiter approached with their wine.
“Interesting….”
****
Jack walked around the dungeon in Kay’s apartment as he waited for her to get ready; he couldn’t believe the all the toys that she had to play with. I should have known, he thought. This bitch breaks balls literally.
Kay strode into the room in a black corset with matching black 6 inch stripper heels and black leather gloves; she licked her lips as she walked up to him purposefully. Mistress Klymaxx only needed utter one command.
“Strip!”
“Yes ma’am!” replied Jack half-jokingly.
He instinctively lay down on his back spread-eagled as if he knew she would be on top.
“I’m gonna show you a neat trick today,” said Kay. “I’m gonna fuck you Jack, but when you’re almost ready to come, my hands are gonna choke you a little and cut off some oxygen to your brain. Once I’m done, tell me if you’ll ever settle for a regular orgasm ever again.”
“Kay, you’re something else,”
“Do you understand what I’m gonna do to you? Do you have any second thoughts at all….”
“Just shut up and do it….”
She slapped his face playfully, making him wince.
“That, was for talking smack.”
Jack lay back and enjoyed the ride after that; he really didn’t mind a woman taking control in the bedroom, just as long as she knew that it was just play. He had a suspicion that Kay didn’t seem to understand such a notion.
She did exactly what she said she would do and as he began to bust, her hands squeezed his windpipe. The effect was a supreme rush; the orgasm was heightened to an acute level and his eyes felt like they would explode from the inside of his head. She was right then; he just may never settle for a regular orgasm again.
Kay couldn’t help herself; the power that she felt over him at that moment turned her on no end. Surprisingly, Jack had just come yet his penis was still rock hard inside her. She clenched her pussy over it and used a gloved finger to rub her now swollen clit; he put his arms behind his head and rested as he watched her jerk off wildly. Kay shuddered and moaned as she came hard all over him; when she let her eyes roll backwards from the pleasurable feelings, Jack took it as his cue to change the game.
“You didn’t think it would be that easy would you?” he asked. Kay’s eyes widened in terror as he pulled out her steel cuffs and locked her arms to the bed rail.
“My turn now….” he said menacingly.
Jack pulled her body down with authority and forced her head over the side of the bed; he used just one knee to lock her chest down rendering her powerless to move. The other leg balanced him on the floor; he then proceeded to ram his cock down her throat. Kay gagged and made a feeble attempt to scream.
“I wouldn’t if I were you. Just take my dick like a good girl; if I wanted to be mean, I’d choke you with it. Now open wide.”
Kay’s eyes watered as she did his bidding; Jack’s face was one of complete relish as he virtually fucked her face. She almost threw up as he made her do something that she hadn’t done for years; he made her swallow his semen.
“That’s a good girl Kay. Drink it all, you know you want it bitch.”
She passed out from the shock after that.
****
Kay awoke an hour later un-cuffed and naked in a towel.
“What the? Jack?” she asked.
“You woke up then…nice nap?” he replied.
“I don’t remember sleeping; I just remember you violating my mouth….”
“You passed out.”
“Oh. Shit, I did didn’t I? Why am I naked?”
“I though you’d be uncomfortable sleeping in a corset and high-heels. But you’re welcome.”
“I’ll say a grudging thanks. You know you had no right to violate me Jack.”
“And you had no right to steal that L’Ingénue account from right under my nose. If you don’t play fair then I’ll play dirty.”
“Jack, that wasn’t anything against you. I had a personal score to settle,”
“I know about that and you should be careful of confiding in crack-heads. If they think their supply is about to be compromised, they can get nasty.”
“Crack-heads?”
“A euphuism for Jim Templeton; he has an expensive coke habit. He’s had it for years.”
“Wow, I thought he would have given up by now like everyone else; he’s too old for that shit.”
“Yes and if it starts to affect his work, he’s out.”
“Jack, you’re a man after my own heart. What do you say that you let me cuff you next time?”
“There will be a next time? Well only if you let me use the paddle….”
“Jack!”
“Fair exchange! Like I said, let’s play fair. We don’t have to be enemies Kay; in fact I’d much like you on my side.”
“As long as you work for JMC Advertising, you are my rival…it’s that black and white. I don’t know any other way Jack….”
“That’s because nobody has taught you how my dear lady.”
“Jack?”
“Yes Kay….”
“Wanna violate me again?”
It was about to be a very long night.
Thoughts?
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