As Marie walked to the stables, she kept asking herself why she was going there. After all, Gunthor had left her to go to some women's auxiliary event after the polo match. Instead she was going to the stables by herself because some mysteriously written note told her to do it.
She looked behind her several times to make sure she wasn't being followed, or being watched as she slipped down the pathway towards where the polo ponies were kept.
Where the individual who wrote the note would be waiting for her arrival…to conduct business of what kind she couldn't guess. She was but a lowly intern in the pecking order of her boss's empire, what could she contribute to its operations? It had to do with Gunthor's company because she didn't work for anyone else. She thought about going back from where she came from, retracing the steps she had taken already and finding where she was supposed to be at. Boring herself silly no doubt hanging with a bunch of socialites who had nothing better to do than appear at social events. Not her crowd at all, she was a working girl and if she had been fucking her boss all weekend that was an exception not the rule.
She did have a feeling that Gunthor wanted to change that but she didn't know if she wanted to be a mistress kept by him solely to fuck him at his beck and call. She neared the stables, and saw the largest one in front of her. It must be that one, she thought, inside she would find out who sent her the note and what he wanted from her.
After opening the door, she walked inside into the darkness, with a light shining in front of her near the bales. She saw bales of hay in front of her and tack including reins and metal bits lining the walls where they hung. And she saw a row where she heard noises which sounded like horses inside stalls, moving around and making soft nickering noises. She looked around her and didn't see anyone.
Then she heard footsteps behind her and she turned around. A man stood there looking at her as he slid the lock through the barn door.
Her breath hitched as she heard the lock click.
"So we won't be disturbed."
She frowned at him, as she felt the back of her neck prickle. He left the door and approached her.
"You surprised to see me?"
She couldn't lie as she watched him watching her.
"Not really…but why did you send the note," she said, "What business did you want to discuss?"
He smiled at her as he stopped and she felt him appraise her coolly as if she were a piece of horse flesh. Her inquisitive face, her full breasts covered in lace underneath her dress and her panties…which were starting to feel damp again. They'd been soaked when she'd climax under and around Gunthor's fingers and now…her face flushed. She didn't want him to know that her pussy felt slick and the aching in her belly tormented her. But no, she was with Gunthor; he'd been her first lover and had promised her that it would just be the two of them in his bed this weekend.
She hadn't promised anything in return but as she eyed the man in front of her, she felt a wave of guilt fan through her.
"We'll get to that in a minute," he said, "Marie…I know that you feel betrayed…"
She heard what sounded like sympathy in his husky voice, but it was layered under something more intense.
"What…what do you mean?"
He sighed, still standing apart from her. Her skin felt hot from his clear appraisal. Obviously he was used to closely examining his women. His unsteady gaze both unnerved and excited her. But she bit her lip, no she couldn't stay here with him. She needed to turn around and walk right out of the barn to go to where the women's auxiliary were meeting.
But then she remembered the click as he'd locked the barn door.
"Chad…and Sandra…the nights they spent together fucking each other when you thought they were working late."
She folded her arms, looking at him directly.
"You were there…you were there when he cheated on me with her."
He nodded but didn't seem too upset at being called on it.
"Yes I was…I was fucking Sandra hard, she couldn't get enough of a man taking her hard while she sucked another man's cock…Chad cried out when she took him deep in her throat, did you know that?"
No she didn't and she didn't really want to hear about it, but lurid visions filled her head of Sandra's body being coveted by two men, who had her down on all fours, her ass up in the air as Stavros fucked her from behind while Chad…
She closed her eyes not wanting to see that much. How could he do that to her? Okay so she'd resisted his advances when he'd wanted her in his bed. When he had asked her to go down on him, she had said she didn't feel ready. She kept promising him she would do it…soon. But she found herself putting it and him off.
"I also took her anally Marie…have you ever had a man do that to you?"
She shook her head. No, she didn't even want to think about that…no what she really needed to do was get on out of here.
"Why…why are you telling me this…don't you know how angry he's made me, that he betrayed everything we shared when he cheated on me with Sandra?"
Stavros' eyes never left her face.
"Yes I do know…but out of anger can come the most incredible passion Marie…isn't that what you've given to Gunthor? Chad's not the only one who has cheated."
She felt the flush of shame fill her as she remembered how she'd spent last night with Gunthor. Stavros had watched her writhe with intense pleasure as he had tongued her pussy, separating its lips to thrust inside of her. Had she been thinking of Chad then…and had she when images, urges had nearly pushed her to want Stavros to join them? That she wanted him to add to her pleasure and fill her with what he could give her?
"I…I…what do you want?"
"I think that's pretty obvious don't you?"
She didn't want to say it out loud but the way he looked at her now…oh god…she felt the slickness between her legs, slippery and wet.
"What do you mean?"
"Marie don't play games with me," he said, "You know what I want."
"I'm not playing games Stavros," she said, "What do you want?"
She started to turn away from him.
"You know I can't do that...I'm with Gunthor."
She sensed him moving closer and she turned around to face him. But he smiled at her knowingly.
"I know that…I was there last night when you and he…"
She interrupted him.
"What do you really want," she said, "You were interested in merging your company with his weren't you?"
"I still am and we've agreed on most of the terms," he said, "He's given me everything I wanted except for one thing."
"You…so this is about business…you give me what I want which is your body and he'll get his merger…"
What he said shocked her and she didn't hide it. What was Stavros thinking that she was some kind of whore? That she would fuck him to seal a business deal between him and her boss?
"He won't know about it," Stavros said, "It'll just be between the two of us."
Marie bit her lip. What the hell was going on here? Why would Stavros want to slide between the sheets with her as a way of connecting with Gunthor's company? But damn if she didn't know how much the business deal meant to her boss? He had told her as much that it'd make a huge difference in the future of his conglomerate. And if Stavros did walk away from it because she wouldn't share his bed, how far would it sent Gunthor's business back? Her boss had given her so much; he paid her well, and made sure she loved her job and this weekend…the most intensive kind of pleasure to ease the sting of betrayal from Chad.
She wanted so much to help him in return; she wanted his business to be a huge success to climb its way to the top of the industry. She knew that acquiring Stavros' company would get them there much faster. But…what would Gunthor do if she did sleep with Stavros and he found out about it? Wouldn't she be betraying him even as she helped him?
"Marie…it's the only way Stavros will ever get my company," he said, "It's in your hands and I want those hands all over me."
She squirmed inwardly. God she could do much worse than fucking Stavros. He had a gorgeous body and a rugged look that intoxicated her…she felt herself grow wetter just considering his offer. Her breath came more quickly.
"I'll make it good for you…," he said, "and you'll do that for me."
"I can't…but if Gunthor doesn't get your company…"
"He won't…unless you give me what I want," he said, "then you can go back to him and I'll call him tonight with the good news."
"Why are you doing this?"
He leaned closer to her.
"Because I can Marie…I want something, I know how to get it and right now that's you…"
She stepped backward and felt a hay bale against her ass.
He grabbed both of her hands and held them in his own so fast, it made her head spin.
"And you want me to fuck you…because I fucked Chad's lover…"
She shook her head.
"No…that's why I don't want you," she said, "I'm not going to do it. Why don't you just accept Gunthor's offer for your company? It's more than generous."
He pulled her closer to him, his hands still locked around her wrists. She couldn't move away from him.
"Because you're not leaving this barn until you agree to my terms," he said, "And I'm not leaving until I fuck you…I laid out the terms. I'll seal the deal with your boss if you fuck me first."
She felt indecisive. Damn him, she wanted nothing more than to see her boss' company become a success because of everything he'd done for her but…how could she cheat on him with the other side of the deal?
"You want it Marie…and you're going to get it," he said, "and everyone's going to win…so tell me that you agree…and we can get started."
She sighed, conflicted because as much as his attitude made her want to walk out on him, a part of her wanted him…the part of her that threatened to betray her if he stayed this close to her much longer. Her legs began to weaken, her panties to chafe against her pussy…the heat inside her belly nearly made her gasp. Oh god, was she really going to say yes to him? If she did…there would be no going back…she knew if she did he'd descend on her quickly and she'd be lost in the whirl of what he did to her.
But she couldn't speak so she finally just nodded.