'The Man Without a Face...Part 4....

'The Man Without a Face...Part 4....

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Jenny and Paul have a dinner party. Jenny's hoping that,'The Man Without a Face,'her secret lover will be there and his face finally be revealed to her!

Summary

Jenny and Paul have a dinner party. Jenny's hoping that,'The Man Without a Face,'her secret lover will be there and his face finally be revealed to her!

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Submitted: November 29, 2015

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'The Man Without a Face'

........Part 4..........

“Jenny, please tell me the foods almost done. My boss, co-workers and their wives will be here soon,” Paul ,my fiancé, says in a panic, storming in the kitchen.

“I still don’t know why we couldn’t have had this little get together catered, so I wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble,” I whine as I take a sip of my wine.

“Because I told you I needed you to cook- end of story!” He exasperates without a thought of how I feel about anything, which is typical behavior for him when it comes to me. Why am I marrying him again? Oh yeah, were suppose to be in love, but it sure as hell doesn’t feel like it on my end anymore.

 He thinks I’m dreading this party of his, but I’m actually quite excited about it. I’m so hoping my secret lover will be among them. After all, the whole small get together consists of Paul’s co-workers, and I’m almost positive it’s a co-worker of his that I’ve been meeting in secret.

The only problem is I don’t know what his fucking face looks like or his damn name for that matter, but oh have we had some adventures that I can’t seem to get out of my mind. 24\\7 my mind is on ‘The Man Without a Face’

If it fucking kills me, I’m gonna find out who he is somehow! Hell, he knows who I am and, it’s just not fair! I got to know who he is. It’s killing me not knowing!

“Hello Jennn….nny, are you there?” Paul says with sarcasm thick in his voice.

I turn red with embarrassment when I turn around and see some of our guests have arrived already, and Paul’s still being an ass. He told me to play nice and behave myself, so I think I’ll lay it on a little too thick and make my dear fiance look like a total dickhead!

“Oh sweetheart, you took me by surprise is all. I must’ve wondered off in my own little world,” I giggle, sounded sickly sweet, and flash him my winning smile. Paul gives me the 'stank' eye, which just makes me smile wider.

“You remember my boss, Conner, from his party, and his girl, Kim,” Paul says, gesturing to his companions.

“Umm, Sweet Cakes remember you were real busy at your boss's party, I didn’t get to meet many of your friends and co-workers,” I say with a Hugh fake smile stretched cross my face.  Yea, he left me to fend for myself in a darkened corner, which turned out to be a fantastic time!

Ohhh looks like someone’s getting mad. I step forward and shake Conner’s hand, and then his girlfriend, Kim’s hand as we introduce ourselves to each other.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you guys. I hope you all have a wonderful time tonight,” I tell our new arrivals as the doorbell dings.”

"Oh there’s plenty of drinks on the bar and in the fridge, whether your flavor is wine, beer, liquor, soda, or bottled water. We have an assortment of all, just make your self’s at home. Maybe Paul can help you if you need it. If not, I’ll be right back,” I say turning to go answer the door with a big smirk on my face.

Finally, we’re all sitting around the dinner table, and I’m eyeing and studying every male here, trying to decipher who the man without a face is. I just got this odd feeling that he’s here. (Call it a woman’s intuition if you must, or maybe I’m way off base.)

 My husband is sitting at the head of the table, and I’m at the other end where I’ve got a great view of all  four co-workers that Paul invited and their companions. To tell you the truth, I am sizing the gals up too.

Paul’s boss, Cullen, is sitting to his right, and I automatically dismiss him as I look his way. There's no way it could be his boss, though he is a handsome fucker. Actually, to look around the table, their’s not an unattractive male here. What the fuck?

 You would think this was a group from a modeling company or maybe even a male’s strip club. I can just imagine all these men being very well hung. I bet there are no pencil dicks here.

I look at Jim, the next male down the line. He seems way too small build to be my secret strong lover. I look to the other side at the two other handsome fuckers. It could be either one of them. Bob and Todd both have the right build and nice, thick wavy hair.

It’s absolutely driving me crazy not knowing. Todd winks at me and gives me a very lustful look while his wife is distracted by the conversation.. I don’t know if that means he’s the one I’m looking for or maybe I stared a little too long at him, and he thinks I was checking him out. Which I actually was, guilty as charged!  I gave him a little smile back, just in case it’s him.

I figured once I heard all the guys voices, I would be able to know his identity that way, but the man without a face’ always whispered. So I can’t tell that way- SHIT! He may not even be here, and I’m torturing myself for nothing, though my panties are wet at just the thought that he may be here right now at this table. What the hell is wrong with me? I’m acting like a bitch in heat!

As dinner progresses, Todd can’t seem to keep his lust filled eyes off me, making me squirm in my seat. He’s starting to convince me he’s the one, especially since a few times his hand would go down to his crotch where it appeared he was adjusting himself. I knew this because he was sitting to the left of me. I could see all his movements, including the generous bulge in his slacks from his obvious erection.

Next thing I know, I feel his foot bump up against mine. What the hell? 

Is he trying to play footsie with me? Who in the hell plays footsie anymore? I just stare straight ahead, trying to ignore his attempt to get my attention. I mean his wife and my fiance are right here with us. What the hell is he thinking? Does he want us to get caught? 

His wife isn’t paying any attention to him. She’s too busy making sure she ‘s the center of attention. She seems like the self-absorbed type, the way she keeps trying to steer the conversation towards her career and achievements - like anyone’s really interested. I know I couldn’t give a flying fuck’!

Paul speaks up and says, “My dearest fiancé, Jenny, also got a promotion. She’s climbing the ladder at work pretty fast, aren’t you dear?” He looks so proud of me with his big smile stretched across his face. Now that’s a glimpse of the Paul I fell in love with.

“Oh, I’m sure everyone doesn’t want to hear about my boring job."

 "After all these are your guest Hun.” I feel Todd’s fingertips graze my outer thigh.

“That’s my sweetheart for you, ever so modest,” Paul comments.

I don’t say anything. I just play with my food, pushing it around my plate with my fork as my heart hammers in my chest. Todd’s fingers are walking their way up my inner thigh, going up my skirt. Pretty soon he’s gonna find out how soaked my panties are from all my love juices leaking out of my hungry flower.

The conversation at the table quickly turns back to Todd’s wife as she explains how she advanced in her occupation. Conceited much?

My phone beeps from across the room where I left it sitting on the china cabinet, indicating that I have a text message. I don’t go anywhere without my phone, even in my own home. Hell, if I had pockets, that’s where it would be

I dislodge Todd’s hand from my inner thigh, where he’s playing with the edge of my wet panties. He immediately sticks his hand back up my skirt and pushes my soaked panties into my wet pink hole with his middle finger. I stifle a groan as I discreetly slap his hand away. I excuse myself to read my new text message that has now beeped twice.

I gently pull my skirt down, and hope like hell that there’s not a wet spot. I’m leaking pussy juice like a fucking water fall. I probably should play it safe and not go tend to my phone, but it will drive me crazy not knowing who’s messaging me. It seems like I like to live life on the edge lately anyhow.  

I push my chair back and slowly make my way over to my phone. I can feel Todd’s eyes burning into me, probably glued to my ass.  I pick my phone up off the cabinet and quickly turn my back towards the wall facing everyone.

I open the first text:

**What the fuck! He better not have touched’ MY PUSSY’, or I swear to you Jenny I’ll break every one of his fingers that’s touched that sweet cunt of MINE!!! What the Hell are you thinking? Are you trying to piss me off?**

 I quickly turn back towards the wall, as I know that my face is in complete shock! My hands shake as I open the next text:

**Get your fucking ass upstairs NOW! I mean it! Make some excuse up! I don’t care how you do it, but if you do not get that ass up those fucking stairs pronto, I swear Jenny I will make a fucking scene right here, right now**

I’m speechless. He seems really pissed, and I still don’t know he's identity. I really thought it was Todd! With a shaky finger I hit reply to tell him just that.

“Is everything alright honey?” Paul says as he comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around me. I quickly change the screen on my phone before he has a chance to see.

“My gosh honey your trembling,” he observes with a worried voice.

“I’m fine Paul, really. It’s just Erica. She had another fight with Joey and really needs to talk to me. I’m gonna go upstairs for a bit it will probably take awhile. Have a good time, and I’ll be back down when I can,” I whisper out saying the first thing that comes to my mind.

“Honey, don’t you think that’s rude? We have guests. Erica has got to learn to take care of her own problems,” he reprimands.

“She just needs to vent, so she needs a listening ear. I can’t let my best friend down,” I reply, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. “Sorry everyone I need to excuse myself for a bit- girlfriend emergency,” I say with a hint of a smile.

Some of the guest just nodded their heads with a little giggle, a few said no problem. I scanned the gents one more time trying to figure out who is my mystery lover, but everyone is back to eating and conversating  amongst each other.

I make my way up the stairs to Paul and I’s bedroom. Trying not to panic, I tell myself, “breath in, breath out, it’s gonna be OK.” Those messages seemed to from a psycho! What the hell did I get myself into?

I walk into our bedroom and sit on the edge of our bed trying to get my breathing under control, that’s when the angry hits. “How fucking dare he! I don’t belong to him!” Now my heart is about to beat out of my chest because of fury not panic, but there’s also a little excitement in there.

Is he going to come up here? Am I’m finally gonna find out who, ’The Man Without a Face’ is? My angry starts to dissipate as butterflies flutter in my stomach at the possibility of meeting my mystery lover face to face. But I’m no child! If he doesn’t show up in the next few minutes I’m going back downstairs, and he can kiss my ass, and fuck his consequences! He’s probably bluffing anyway.

I decided after about ten minutes I needed to relieve myself, and after that I’m not waiting anymore, I’m going back downstairs. As I’m sitting on the toilet doing my business thinking it’s got to be Jim, Bob’s just too small of a build the burst opened just as I’m wiping myself dry.

I jump from the sudden invasion, and before I can even look up to see who it is I have a really engorged cock in my face.

“Open up,” I hear in a vicious whisper as he taps my chin.

I’d know that whisper from anywhere. This is definitely my secret lover, though he sounds pissed!

I obediently open my mouth as he shoves his hardened dick in my mouth. A mixture of emotions go through me, a little scared of this side of him, anger, excitement and lust. I suck on his member with raw passion. I slip his shaft out of my mouth after a few minutes with a loud pop and attack his balls with my tongue, ravishing them like their my favorite treat.

My lover groans and sticks his cock up to my lips where I swirl my tongue around your head, then lick your tiny slit collecting the salty pre-cum that’s cumulated there. He lets out a pained grunt and shoves his swollen shaft back into my mouth, and proceeds to fuck my mouth. His hands are in my hair keeping my head right where he wants it. I’m holding on to his ass cheeks enjoying the sensation of his cock slipping in and out of my mouth at a rapid speed. He plunges so hard and deep I try not to gag as tears escape the corner of my eyes.

I love every minute of it, though I’m glad his penis isn’t overly large or I would be gagging for sure.

“Don’t ..you..ever..let..another…man…touch…what’s…mine,..your…my…little..slut..nobody..elses,” he says each word in sync with his thrusts of his hot rod into my moist mouth, “You are him will not like the consequences of your actions,” he hardly gets out as I feel him getting close to cumming into my mouth.

He suddenly pulls out before he blows his wad. I’m so disappointed, I was anticipating and looking forward to swallowing his spunk.

He yanks me up and places me on the bathroom counter, and bends over to strip my panties the rest of the way off and tosses them in the trash bin. He stands up between my thighs, his still hard as granite cock poking my inner thigh, and we come face to face for the first time.

“HOLY SHIT,” comes shooting out of my mouth. I can’t fucking believe it. The most handsome stud that was sitting at my table downstairs is my secret lover and Paul’s fucking boss, Cullen.

I don’t think I’ve ever been speechless in my life till that moment.

“Jenny, I can’t believe you fucking let that piece of shit touch you downstairs,” he spats out. Man does he look furious.

I..I…I..thought…it…was you,” I sputter out.

“Well we should have no more confusion right?” he demands.

“What? I can’t keep fucking seeing you or shagging you for that matter, your Paul’s boss for god sakes,” I say in a panic. What the fuck did I get myself into.

“Oh yes honey you can, and you will keep fucking me whenever I choose, you don’t want your dearest fiancé to find out what a bad naughty girl you’ve been, do you? Besides I think Paul loves his job, don’t you?” Cullen says as he spreads my thighs wide open, and plunges into my wet pussy.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he chuckles, “looks like my little slut loved sucking my cock!”

He pulls my blouse over my head , and frees my breast for his view. I don’t know how to feel . He’s fucking trying to blackmail me. I don’t have a fucking clue on how to handle this. I do know one thing though, he feels so amazing pistoling in and out of my soaking flower.

He kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his neck and duel tongues with him. He grabs my hips and pounds into me harder. I whimper into his mouth, and let the lust running through my body take over.

“I can’t wait to cum in your pretty little pink cunt, but make no mistake I will cum in your gorgeous cock sucking mouth real soon baby,” he says breathing hard into my ear.

His dirty talk just turns me on all the more, where I start rocking my hips meeting his thrusts into my snatch. He pulls out of me and, I make a sound of dismay.

Cullen laughs, “Don’t worry sweetheart I’m not done with you yet, you don’t seem to worried about getting caught now do you?” he asks.

Oh fuck I forgot where we were there for a few minutes.

“We better stop, your girl or Paul is bound to come looking for us eventually,” I say in a worried and concerned voice.

Cullen turns me around where I’m looking into the mirror at our reflections. He bends me over, and reinserts his fuck stick back in my sloppy wet pussy, and proceeds to fuck me from behind me.

“I’m not stopping till I’m ready, and I could care less if we get caught, I’m being discreet for you doll,” then he adds you’ve got an amazing ass, everything about you is perfect, pure perfection.”

I slam my rear back into him over and over as he reaches around to play with my clit.

Suddenly there’s a knock on the door, “Honey are you in there?” Paul asks through the door.

Cullen is still fucking me, and I’m breathless. I’m biting my bottom lip to try to keep the moans at bay.

“Yes,” I answer quickly wiggling trying to get Cullen to cut it out, but he just gives me a HUGH smile through the mirror and pinches my clit. I can’t help it I moan out loud.

“Are you OK? I thought you came up here to talk to your friend, your phones out here on the bed,” Paul observes.

Shit, I forgot my phone.

“I’m just….not….feeling well,” god knows how I managed to get that out. I taste blood I’m biting my lip so hard as I feel my orgasm building.

“Ok honey, I’ll let everyone know,” he says, than I hear his footsteps retreat back downstairs.

“You shit! Ahhhh, my orgasm hits me full force as Cullen picks up his speed, and fucks me like I’m the last woman on earth, tweaking my love button, gripping my hip so hard I’m sure I’ll have a bruise.

My pussy walls are clamping down on his cock as he slams into my pink fortress once more, and stays buried in my spasming cunt as I feel his cock jerk inside of me shooting and spraying his Jizz deep inside my snatch.

I’m gushing my pussy cream all over his cock, and down his balls and my thighs as it seeps out of my entrance around his dick. Cullen’s got his hand over my mouth as all the electrifying sensations shoot through my body. Cullen’s breath just hitches as his orgasm flows through him.

Finally we both collapse on the counter, trying to catch are breaths. I look up into the mirror at Paul’s boss, and think what the hell am I going to do! 

 


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