Chapter Three Hundred And One Nina worked for me, part of the team in the outer office. I inherited her from my predecessor, and at first I found her work to be proficient, if a little perfunctory, as if she always had something better to do. But the standard of her work had less and less interest for me, as I steadily fell for the insidious spell of her sensuality. She's twenty-six, with a sturdy, but undeniably shapely figure, Wide shoulders, magnificent, but not over-large firm full breasts that are hard to ignore at the best of times, but when she's excited, or there's a cool breeze from the window near her desk, her nipples pop out like organ-stops, and drag men's eyes towards them. Her hips are a little wider than she'd like, but in fact her arse is a perfectly proportioned counterpart to her tits. A small bulge of belly, on her, just adds to the sexiness of the package.She's always tanned, a sun-bed aficionado, and when she wears low-cut tops, or low-rider trousers, the there

Chapter Three Hundred And Three ""Aaaaaahhhhh Yeeeeeeessssssss duh... do it! FIST ME!!"It wasn't the first time I had heard a woman say that, but at that moment I understood that part of the challenge in Nina's eyes had been because we had unconsciously recognised something in each other, a knowledge, a need. She leaned forwards, grabbing my arm in a vicelike grip."GGNnnnhhh Gnnnnhhhh.... UURRRRRRR!!" She cried, jamming my fist hard into the painful tightness, and at the third pull, assisted by my shove, I felt the magic moment. Her vulva spread right around the full thickness of my hand, and then slid, slowly, stunningly down the other side. Her cunt was swallowing my hand! I could feel her milking it in with a slow peristaltic action. She knew exactly what she was doing, even better than I! The sensation around my knuckles was incredible. So tight, so hot... each ripple and whorl of her inner flesh clearly transmitted through my skin. We didn't stop until I was wrist deep inside

Chapter Three Hundred And Five"So did I," Nina spluttered, and a muffled giggle set us off again. "Just out of curiosity, when I found you in the office that evening... what were you really doing?""I... I was having cybersex... and looking at porn... I was... getting... fisted... online!" She said between sucks."I thought as much.""I don't think... I've ever been... so embarrassed! I was so close... to cumming... when you... appeared!" She laughed onto my cock. I felt her mouth around me, so warm and skilful. I closed my yes for a few moments and luxuriated."I want you to play with my ass, Alan. Do whatever you want with it." She purred when she came up for air again.I was teetering on the brink of orgasm... I clenched hard to save myself. Something worth saving myself for. I recovered myself by pushing her away from my cock. I pulled her up, and then we both clambered onto the big bed. A wide-open space of sexual intent. "Let's not rush this... we've got plenty of time," I sa

Chapter Three Hundred And Seven Elijah awoke, tangled in the warmth of Nina's embrace. Her eyes met his, sparking a conversation that danced on the edge of intimacy and uncertainty. As the morning sun painted the room, Elijah grappled with conflicting emotions, yearning for a love that lingered in the shadow of his past.Nina's whispered words, filled with affection, collided with Elijah's lingering thoughts of Selena. The memories of his ex-wife, their shared laughter, and the echoes of their love haunted him, casting a poignant shadow over his current reality.The room crackled with tension as Elijah grappled with conflicting desires. The touch of Nina's fingers on his skin ignited a physical response, yet his heart remained tethered to Selena's memory. Unspoken words lingered in the air, forming a complex web of emotions that threatened to unravel.Amidst this emotional storm, action burst forth. Elijah, torn between the present and a nostalgic past, found himself thrust into a dr

Chapter Three Hundred And Nine Selena glanced around the cozy room, filled with the joyous laughter of her secret twins, a boy and a girl, now three years old. She carefully balanced the weight of each child in her arms, her eyes reflecting a mix of love and secrecy. Elijah, her ex-husband and the children's father, oblivious to their existence, remained a prominent figure in her life.The conversation with Elijah earlier had been a delicate dance of words, where she skillfully veiled the truth about the twins, shielding them from the dangerous world he unknowingly belonged to. The undeniable connection with the enigmatic mafia lord only heightened the stakes, as Selena navigated the intricate web of her past.As the day unfolded, emotions swirled around her like a tempest. Action-filled moments punctuated the narrative of her life. The twins' innocent giggles echoed in contrast to the shadows cast by the dangerous secrets she harbored. Selena, torn between motherhood and the clandes