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fabulous as always. He was
wearing her favorite suit, the deep navy pin-stripe with a blinding
white shirt and silk navy tie .
    Maybe it was the lock of hair which continued
to insist on flopping forward on his broad, handsome forehead or
perhaps it was his sculpted cheekbones and sexy mouth with its full
lower lip and perfect shaped upper lip that sent her over the top.
No, it was the whole man. From the bottoms of his large feet to the
top of his golden-blond head, it was the whole man who sent her
head and heart spinning.
    If she was going to be honest, it was the
impressive bulge in his trouser which fascinated her more than
anything else about him. She couldn’t get enough of touching him,
tasting him, feeling him high inside her. And, every single time
she did all the things she wanted to do to him, she wished, with
all her might, she had a cock of her own. It had to be the most
delicious sensation in the world to be the proud possessor of such
an amazing appendage. And, she wanted to experience it.
    I love you . Still hurting, Lainie
couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud.
     
    * * * *
     
    Mike gave his beautiful wife the once over
and immediately realized he and everyone else around her was in for
a day from hell. She was dressed so outrageously he wasn’t sure
he’d be able to let her out the front door without fucking her
first. No. He wasn’t going to fall for her wiles again this
morning. She was going to have to wait until tonight, or if his
cock didn’t stop hurting, she would have to wait until
tomorrow.
    Mike flinched when his aching cock twitched
and arched against the restriction of his briefs. Damn, it still
hurt like an SOB. “Uh, darling?”
    “Yes, Mike,” she said, dropping her
high-heels to the floor, without looking up. She wiggled a foot
into a shoe as she yanked her tight skirt down over her bottom.
    “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings,” he said
giving her what he hoped was one of his most winning, warm smiles.
“But, sweetheart, you have to understand I’m thirty-five and can’t
fuck as often as you want. My cock needs a break once in awhile.
All the friction makes my cock hurt.”
    He strode across the room and took her in his
arms. “I love you, Lainie. You know I do, don’t you,
sweetheart?”
    She nodded and sighed. “Yeah, I guess.”
    Mike stroked her back and pulled her close to
his chest. “I love you with all my heart, Elaina Marie. You’re the
best thing in my life. But, honey, when I tell you my cock hurts,
I’m not lying. It hurts.”
    Lainie put her arms around his waist and
squeezed him tight, brushing her breasts against his shirt front.
“You sure you love me?”
    “Positive.”
    “No other woman is getting what I want?”
    “Absolutely not, darling. I can hardly keep
up with you. Why would I be fucking anyone else?”
    Lainie shrugged, brushing away a tear. “I
just thought maybe you were getting action somewhere else and it
would explain why you are so sore all the time.”
    He chuckled. “Hardly. It’s you causing my
discomfort and no one else. I swear.” Then he leaned down, took her
chin in his big hand and gave her a tongue searing kiss. Patting
her taut butt, he turned her little body toward the door. “Now
hurry up or we’ll be late for work.”

Chapter Two
     
     
     
    She flounced into the lobby of the hotel on
her four-inch heels and everyone gasped. The shock was exactly what
she'd been aiming for when she dressed this morning. She loved
making everyone's day. She dressed for reaction, not for success.
Hell, she was as successful as she ever wanted to be.
    Some days she wished she could tell her
effeminate boss Reginald Reilly he could take his crummy job and
shove it where the sun didn't shine. Other days work wasn't so
awful. Just boring. She tottered down the steps to her office. The
moment Reginald spied her, he gulped and swallowed wrong. Now she
was sure she'd chosen the perfect outfit to brighten her day.
    “Elaina Marie,”