The Billionaire's Widowed Assistant

Chapter Four

***Explicit Chapter***

Ethan arrived at the station for his interview. James followed him in. Very quickly, the two were separated and escorted to individual interview rooms. Ethan sat there, waiting, getting extremely irritated, for almost 30 minutes. Officer Ross enter the room, finally. Ethan leaned back in his chair and waited. Taking his time, Officer Ross, took out a notepad and pen and just sat for a moment.

“Mr. Wright, could you recount your evening yesterday for me. You can start wherever you would like.” He also, leaned back in his chair and looked at Ethan calmly.

Ethan quickly and succinctly detailed his evening, choosing to begin when Vicki had left for the day. His working for another hour, James driving him home, working more from home. Margaret serving his dinner, and finally going to bed. Here, he paused, took a bracing breath, and began recounting what had happened when he was awoken by knocking on the kitchen door. His face and voice grew hard, as his eyes filled with rageful tears, though he would not allow them to fall. He reflected on every bruise, cut, and wound on her body. How much pain she had to have endured. The fear and the torment that she felt that she would never forget about, even if she is able to work through it.

After explaining everything, Ethan waited for Ross to ask any questions that he had.

Officer Ross asked several standard questions about how long he had known her, how long she had worked for him, what her job was with his company, did he know of any enemies she had or anyone that wished her ill. After some other questions along that line of questioning, he also asked questions about Vicki’s personal life, her children, her deceased husband as well as anyone she was seeing now. Ethan admitted that Vicki was a private person and he did know how her husband had died, but not how many children she had, or even if she was currently seeing anyone. He did direct the officer to talk to Katherine, who was taking care of Vicki’s children, and gave them her number. Shortly thereafter, the interview completed and Ethan exited the station to find James there waiting, his interview having completed a few minutes prior.

They rode in silence back to hospital. As he exited the car, James handed him 2 bags from the trunk. “Margaret packed this for you, and the other is just a few things of Margaret’s for Miss Vicki, to make her feel a little more comfortable.” He shrugged, “She said that they are some feminine things. I don’t know what that means and I don’t care to. I prefer feminine things to stay a mystery to men. She forgot them in the car when she went in to visit Miss Vicki.”

Ethan, chuckled warily, “Me too.” As he took the bags, nodding.

As he walked to the entrance, he heard James call after him, “Lunch will be delivered to the room for you both.” Ethan nodded without turning around. Come to think of it, he was getting hungry, he didn’t really eat much of anything since dinner last night. Until James had mentioned it, he hadn’t given food so much as one thought.

He made his way through the hospital slowly. As he passed by an open closet, his arm was grabbed, and he was pulled into it. “What…” as the door shut, he caught sight of a nurse within the closet. Suddenly, she wrapped herself around him, pressing her ample bosom against his chest. “Umph” came out a single moment before she pulled him down to kiss him deeply.

What was going on?

Then he remembered. It was the nurse at the desk in the middle of the night. The one he had flirted with to get the information about Vicki. He mentally groaned. He had hoped to be busy or not here when her shift ended, but with everything that had happened, the conversation, the nurse, the time, everything else had skipped his mind. He didn’t want to do this, he wasn’t even interested her, pretty as she may be. But, he really didn’t want to make a scene or have her make a scene.

He kissed her back. He placed his hands on her waist. One of her hands grabbed one of his and dragged it up to her heaving chest. He willed his mind to go blank as he allowed his hands to explore her extremely generous curves. They firm and supple. His other hand slid up under her shirt. Her skin was soft and smooth. He felt her hand snake its way down his back and around to his front and down to the junction of his thighs. Despite resenting this situation, he began to grow hard. She was soft. He began to push himself harder against her hand. She tore her mouth away from his and began to nibble on his neck, down to the collar of his shirt, her other hand pulling at his belt.

Giving himself the permission to do this, he grabbed the bottom of her scrub top and roughly pulled it up. Her bra felt like lace. He shoved the cups down under her mounds, then moved her hand off of his belt. He knelt on the hard floor, pulling her with him. She sighed, as his hot mouth descended to one breast, sucking it tightly into his mouth, only to release it to nip lightly at the tip. He heard her gasp as she tried to unbutton his shirt. His mouth trailed to her other breast as he pulled her hands away and whispered, “leave it, just let me.” He continued the gentle torture of her breasts, while one of his hands began to rub against her mound, her hands gripped his hair tightly. He teased her with varying caresses ranging from soft to more forceful. He paused in his actions and whispered, “Would you like me to continue?”

She moaned, “God, Yes!” Ethan continued to kiss and suck on her mounds as he reached for the waistband of her pants with one hand and quickly pulled them down her legs toward her ankles and over her shoes. His hands caressed the inside of her thighs, traveling back up to the center of her. He felt the lace of her underwear. Pushing it aside, he pressed one finger to her heat, whispering “wet,” he added another finger. She started grinding on his hand, seeking, just seeking. Ethan knelt between her legs, pumping his hand in and out of her heat, while his other unzipped the front of his pants.

She sat up and felt for his manhood, and gasped, “so big” as her hand closed around him. He bit his lip, added another finger, and moved his hand faster inside her slick, wet p***y. He leaned his body over her, suckling at her soft t**s again. As Ethan slid his hand out of her, she mewled at the loss, until she felt the entire length of his manhood pressing against her slit. She tried to reach between them, to draw him inside of her, but he grabbed her hands and held them above her head. He moved against her, as she tried to free her hands. When he didn’t let her go, she begged him, “Inside. Now! Please!”

Ethan lifted his head from her mounds, “Do you want this?” Punctuating his question by pushing his length against her harder. She nodded, moving her body, grinding against him in answer. “Protection?” he whispered against her mouth teasing the corner of her mouth with his tongue.

When she tried to kiss him, he turned his head away waiting. “I’m on the shot. Take me!” She demanded of him.

“Beg me to f**k you!” Ethan demanded of her, pulling his body away from hers.

She sobbed with need, “f**k me! Please! I need it so hard!”

Ethan released her, standing, reaching for his wallet, removing a small package from it, and guiding the wallet back into his back pocket. “Stand!” he ordered, roughly as he opened the package and slid a condom over his length.

In the dark, he felt, rather than saw her move to obey. He felt her hands grab his length in her hands, and then the heat of her mouth close on his tip. He pulled her up, snapping, “No!” at her. He spun her around, facing away from him. He ground his erection in the crack of her ass. She pressed back against him. He slid his hands to her breasts, grabbing them, massaging. Her head fell to the side, granting him access to her neck.

He scrapped his teeth on her neck, as she gasped, “More. Harder.”

“Grab your ankles.” He said sharply and stepped back from her, waiting for her to comply. When he stepped forward again, he grabbed her hips with one hand, as the other traced her spine down. She had obeyed. “Good Girl” he whispered, “Are you ready for your reward?”

She moaned, “God, yes,” when he rubbed the tip of his pulsating c**k against her entrance.

Holding her hip firmly, he lined his head up with her opening and thrusted hard into her and stilled. “Oh My God!” she whisper yelled, her voice raising above a whisper.

“Quiet!” Ethan demanded, “Good Girls that want this, must listen,” as he pulled out until only the tip was still inside of her, and waited.

She tried to move against him, but he held her firm. She whimpered, “Sorry.” When he still didn’t move, she begged, “f**k me, please!” Without warning, he slammed into her again. “More!” Slam! “Harder!”

Ethan thrusted hard in and out of her cunt. He felt her legs stiffen as she pushed her ass back against him. “Tell me how much you like it!” He whispered.

“You are a God!” She gasped, “But I’m a Bad Girl.”

Ethan quickly slapped her ass cheek, knowing what she wanted. He Continued to slap her ass as he thrust into her, “You tighten around my d**k so nice when I do that. It is so HOT! But since you are so bad, let’s see if you are also a dirty girl, Hmmm?” and with that, he thrust this thumb into her tight ass.

She gasped, “More.”

He chuckled, and continued to f**k her while thrusting and twisting his thumb inside her ass. He removed his thumb, rubbed the same hand around his c**k collecting her juices. He then inserted two fingers back into her sphincter. It grabbed him tightly, also making her p***y clench around him.

“f**k!” She moaned, “f**k my ass!”

Ethan pulled his length from her dripping p***y. “Kneel” He knelt behind her, pushed her ass cheeks apart, and thrust himself into her ass. She moaned loudly. Wiggling against him. Ethan reached around her hip and felt her p***y just dripping from how much this turned her on. He began to pump at a steady pace. His other hand slid up her back and around to her breasts. He began massaging one the them, taking a second to pinch the n****e, making her gasp each time. When her movements became frantic, he tweaked her n****e and c**t at the same time, sending her spiraling over the edge into the abyss of pleasure. Quickly, he grabbed her hips, and started pistoning in and out. A moment later, when he could feel himself approaching the edge, a face flashed in front of his face.

Vicki.

What was he doing?

He wasn’t here for this.

He f****d her harder and harder until he felt his release. He slowed his movements, allowing her ass to milk his condom covered c**k. While he finished, he did not feel the relief that he normally felt when cuming during a good f**k session like this had been. Instead he felt guilty that he was doing this, instead of helping and taking care of Vicki.

Quickly, he removed the condom and adjusted himself back into his pants. As he reached for the door, he heard, “Next time, we should do this at my place…unless you prefer the excitement of almost getting caught.”

Ethan cracked the door, allowing a sliver of light to hit him. He glance in the dim light toward her practically naked on floor, regretfully, “I’m sorry, you were great, but this was a mistake, and cannot happen again.”

He opened the door and grabbed the bags. As he closed it behind him, she gasped, “What?! You bastard!” before the door shut out her voice.

He found a bathroom and quickly wiped himself down, disposing of the condom, and changing his clothes swiftly. When he exited a few moments later, he saw her down the hall, exiting the supply closet.

When she caught sight of him, she glared. She marched past him, she paused. “You will regret playing with me. I will make you sorry. See if I don’t.” she said low and angrily.

He looked down at her, “I’m sorry, Miss. I’m just under so much stress that this is not a good time for me to get involved with anyone.”

Her eyes softened, as she sidled up to him. She said huskily, “Then how about we just use each other’s body to relieve that stress? We can worry about being involved at a later date.”

Ethan’s eyes softened, as he leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I appreciate that, and if it were any other time, I would jump at that. But I don’t want to hurt you and I don’t have much time for myself right now.” He hoped that she would buy what he was laying down. Something was going on with him and he didn’t want this complication. She seemed really clingy.

She turned her head until her lips were inches from his. She slid something down the front of his pants, making sure to brush his manhood. “That’s my card. Call me tonight. I do not work for 3 days. Think of that, “Three days of pleasure, and punishment. When I’m good, I’m very good. And when I’m bad, I’m the best! Give me three days, and I will teach you things that you never knew.” Swiftly, she pushed up on her toes and gave him a quick claiming kiss. “And I even love to share.”

Ethan felt himself stirring. This nurse was hot, maybe it was an aberration. He could do her. Maybe even…Ethan glanced around, upon seeing the bathroom that he just exited, he made sure no one was watching and pulled her swiftly into it. As the door, closed, he pushed her up against it. He nuzzled her neck, kissing, licking, and sucking. She ran her hands up his body until they were in her hair, pulling him closer, panting.

He pulled away from her. “My card,” he murmured, as he took it out of his wallet. “Meet me in the lobby of this address at 7pm tonight. Bring anything that you want. I can only promise you these three days, understand?” She nodded. “And be prepared to back up every word that you just spoke.” She reached for his card, but he shook his head. He trailed the card over her nose and lips, it traveled down her throat and tucked it into her cleavage. Her eyes flared with renewed desire. He continued to trail his hand down her body, touching, but not touching her. Until he reached her core. His hand grabbed the mound there roughly, massaging. She moaned softly. “Take this, for now!” he ordered. Then he massaged her through her pants harder and faster. She ground against him, gasping. His other hand massaged her breast, while he latched his mouth onto her neck biting and scraping and sucking. The stimulation of all three areas, combined with her sensitivity from their previous encounter allowed her to reach her climax within moments. “Keep this between us. I do not flaunt the women that I…spend time with.”

He released her so quickly, she wilted to the floor, nodding.

With a “see you later,” Ethan grabbed the bags, exited the bathroom and hurried to Vicki’s room. He stopped before he entered. What was he doing? How could he…do that while she lay here in the hospital, hurting.

Mentally, he shook himself.

He could be here for Vicki, and still spend his private time the way that he wanted to. It wasn’t like they were in a relationship.

So, why did he feel guilty?

He would have to play extra hard to try to rebalance himself.

He could do things how he always did, and still be there Vicki as she recovered.

He knocked before opening the door and walking in. Vicki was awake, sitting up in bed. Even from across the room, he could see the shadows in her eyes.

Margaret approached him took the bag that she had packed earlier for Vicki. Ethan’s eyes landed on the pretty young woman that was sitting next to Vicki.

Vicki introduced them, “Mr. Wright,” He eyebrows rose, “Ethan, this is Katherine, She is my neighbor, and helps me with my little angels.”

Ethan presented his hand to her, “Katherine, it is a pleasure to meet you, though I do wish the circumstances were better.”

Katherine blushed, “A pleasure to meet you too. Vicki has told me a lot about you. Thank you again for the nanny to assist me with the children.”

Vicki hurried to say, “I will pay you back as soon as possible. I should be back to work very soon.”

Ethan shook his head, “Vicki, please, don’t worry about it. You do not need to pay me back. You are hurt, take your time. Don’t push yourself. Take your time getting well. I do not want you back at work until you have a doctor’s note,” he emphasized, “And that had better not be sooner than two weeks, preferable four.”

Vicki made a distressed sound. Ethan looked at her firmly. Slowly, she nodded.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.