Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure

THE INVITATION

“Ah! Yes daddy” I cried, my hole pulsating with every desperate moan I let out.

Jax kicks my legs wider apart and positions his c**k at my entrance, he teased my hole and I impatiently rubbed my butt against him.

He obliged, with one shark thrust, Jax slipped inside me and slammed my hips against his desk.

“f**k me, your p***y feels so good!” He exclaimed and paused for a second as he tried to adjust and let my p***y walls accommodate him.

When he slammed into me again, I couldn’t hold myself, my moans filled his office, my whole body recoiling into his thrusts.

The image of Jax f*****g me against his desk, me dressed in the lacy thongs he made from his beautiful mind… this hot abominable scene, makes my abdomen tingle and grow warm. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came.

“Don’t give this to any other man. Do you understand” Jax grunts and slammed his c**k into me.

“Yes daddy”

“Don’t you ever give this p***y to another man”

“Yes… yes, harder daddy” I cried.

“This p***y belongs to me” he didn’t stop f*****g me and each stroke felt better than the last.

“Oh, ahhh… s**t, I f*****g love your c**k” I cried, unable to control what was about to happen.

“You love my c**k”

“Yes daddy” I felt the first warmth run down my thigh.

“It’s all for you sexy” Jax moaned and increased his tempo, coaxing my p***y to squirt for him.

“Oh daddy, I can’t control it!”

“Let it go” he ordered, and I did.

I felt the wetness running down my legs, my hot p***y hydration became a lubricant for his c**k, making our s****l misconduct feel perversely perfect.

The moment my squirt hit the floor, a shrill ring broke through our wild moans.

“s**t!” Jax cursed, grabbing my hips to keep me in place while he drilled his c**k into my swollen p***y, totally ignoring whoever was calling his phone.

The ringing stopped and we went back to focus on our f*****g, but the phone started to ring again.

And when my eyes caught the name on the screen, I felt no remorse.

“It’s Emilia” I said to Jax and his strokes became sloppy, his c**k slowed inside of me.

“f*****g hell” he muttered, irritation clear in his voice and when the ringing didn’t stop, he reluctantly pulled his d**k out of my wet p***y and slumped into his chair, trying to calm his heavy breathing before taking the call.

“Hey baby” Jax said into the phone when he answered.

“Hi sweetheart” I could hear Emilia’s squeal on the other end.

She didn’t deserve such happiness.

“I just wanted to remind you to not miss dinner today. I know you’re busy with work, but can you at least eat with me tonight?”

“Of course, honey” Jax answered almost too fast, like he was patronizing her so she could go away quickly and we would go back to our tango.

I was impatient too.

So I dropped to my knees in front of Jax’s hard c**k. I spat on it, ran my hands on his glistening length and swallowed him whole again.

“Shhhit!.. uhmm” Jax covered his mouth and swallowed his moan.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?” Emilia asked and I smiled, knowing she had heard him almost loose control.

“Yea” Jax cleared his throat and tried to sound normal “Yeah. I just nipped myself. You know, occupational hazards”

“Awww, sorry baby. I already have some chicken tenders in the oven and maybe you could grab me some flowers on your way home?”

“Uh huh” his thighs tightened and his c**k twitched in my mouth.

“Thank you Jax. You are such a wonderful husband” Emilia cooed romantically.

But Jax grabbed a fistful of my hair, pushed my head lower and shoved his c**k into the deepest part of my throat “Yeah, baby…”

“And I’d like to remind you that tomorrow’s our doctor appointment.”

“Okay…” he replied absent mindedly, dumped his phone on his desk after putting it on speaker, only to grab my head with both hands.

“Hopefully she has good news about the fertility test”

I spat his c**k out, breathing heavily and trying to catch my breath.

“Sure, baby” Jax slapped my cheek and pushed my mouth back on his c**k.

“Yeah. What are you doing?” Emilia suddenly asked.

Was I breathing too loud?

“Working” Jax replied in a clipped tone.

“Oh” Emilia paused for a second “Alright then, I’ll leave you to your pleasurable shenanigans. Have fun with your undone buttons” she giggled obliviously.

“Of course baby”

“I love you baby”

“Love you”

“Bye” she said and he ended the call without hesitation.

When I pulled his c**k out of my mouth again, I was smiling at him and teasing my n****e with my other hand.

“Happy wife, happy life, right?” I teased.

But Jax grabbed my nape and lined his c**k to my lips “Shut up, be a good girl and suck my c**k”

*******

The next night.

I was eating an apple and smoking a cigarette on my balcony, in my Paris penthouse overlooking the Eiffel Tower, when the package came.

“Merci beaucoup” I thanked the courier and closed the door. This time resuming my leisure with a glass of wine, the apple totally forgotten.

The gift was a Swarovski X Victoria’s Secret collection.

My fingers caressed the soft brocade lace mask adorned with crystals, nestled gently among feathers inside the box.

Somewhere a French orchestra played their vilions deep into the night, romanticizing the evening and creating a sensual feeling as I stared at the heels in the gift box.

Signed, The Jackal

It was an invitation from Silver, to one of Armani’s hosted orgy parties.

I wasn’t new to this.

But this time I was going out of my way to break the norms.

As I picked up a Montblanc fountain pen and paper to send Silver a reply, I crossed my legs, picked up my phone and dialed my boss.

“Hey darling” his voice sounded groggy and hushed, like he had slipped out of bed, leaving Emilia alone.

“How would you like to attend a masquerade ball with me?” I asked succinctly.

“Sounds cool, what’s it about?”

I stopped my scribbling.

“s*x”