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Jed's Risk Really Pays Off Ch. 01

By: LaPatitMort



Almost everyone who meets Heather sees a beautiful, hardworking, dedicated thirty-two year old divorcee. For ten years she has worked at the automotive assembly plant and three months ago was promoted to motor installation line supervisor. Jed works on Heather's crew. He is the same age but was hired only three years ago after a stint in the Marines. At six foot three and a ripped two hundred and twenty pounds, his boy-next-door good looks hides his secret well.

Week after week as Heather stood near Jed, she could feel his strength. She often watched him work. The sight made her heart race and her pussy get wet. She had felt the same way watching interviews with Dante Culpepper during his years with the Vikings. Several times, Jed felt her eyes on him. He would purposefully stand too close, enjoying her discomfort. He would hold eye contact until she looked down or turned away. Jed was skilled and very experienced; he knew; Heather did not. 

Before the divorce, Heather had been married for six years; no children; orgasms had been regular, gentle and unsatisfying; her ex had fallen asleep soon after their gentle love making sessions, leaving her thinking like Peggy Lee, "Is That All There Is?" Single now and in her thirties, Heather wasn't dating, only working, and finding little relief from her vibrating toys.

One Friday afternoon, one of the chains connecting a three hundred pound engine block assembly to an overhead winch slipped off and the engine swung wildly toward its slowly moving chassis. As she watched from her desk, Heather's thoughts raced from "Everyone get away," to "This will shut the line down for hours," to "Here goes my new job." Jed grabbed the engine, stopped it before it slammed into the chassis and lifted it until other team members re-attached the chain.

She raced to the line. "Jed, you all right?"

"Yea, I'm fine, nothing hurt."

"You really saved my ass and kept the line moving, but don't ever do anything like that again. You could have crushed a hand or worse."

"You are welcome. I know. I just reacted. I didn't think."

Heather realized her hand was on his chest. She could feel his heart beating, his sweat and his muscles flex. She groaned audibly and hoped he had not heard. He had. "Buy me a beer after the shift and let's forget the entire incident. I don't want to go through all the incident interviews and paperwork and then have some bureaucrat try to place blame on someone in the crew. It was just a Friday afternoon mistake."

She was a little late arriving at the bar and was very ill at ease. She had never fraternized with her crew and had never been in this bar. She left the painted scarf around her neck as she removed her coat. She saw Jed standing alone at a small bar height round table in a secluded dimly lit back corner of the bar. A regular height chair looked short and out of place beside the tall table. Jason waved to her and signaled the bartender for a round of beer.

"How did you know I would drink a beer?"

"My answers are going to get me in trouble with you tonight. I think I know more about you than you even know. If I'm right, you would drink beer to please me, even if you hated it."

She was shocked. How dare him say such a thing. How rude. How presumptuous. The gall. 

He handed her a long-necked bottle. "Here's your beer Heather. Don't get frightened and run away yet. Keep me company."

His smile was disarming. She took a deep breath and started over.

"I really appreciate what you did this afternoon. It required lots of physical strength and saved the company lots of time and money. We should write it up so you can get credit for it."

"No, let it go. I don't want that. What I want is for you to talk with me, woman to man; not supervisor to employee."

"I'm not supposed to do that."

"I know. But I am attracted to you and I have felt you watching me many times. Watching me as a man, not as your worker."

Now Heather really did want to run away but he was blocking the way out. He was so big, so strong, so hot and so right. It made her angry.

"I know something you don't know, Heather. In relationships I am a dominant man and you are a submissive woman."

This was too much, Heather couldn't even breathe. She tried to push by him but he brought his left hand to the silk scarf around her neck and twisted it between his fingers. It did not hurt; it did limit her ability to breathe. She felt helpless. Why didn't she scream for help? Why was she letting this little bit of pressure control her?

Jed used his scarf handle first to pull her down, sitting her into the chair. Then he pulled up to raise her face to his. He did not kiss her; he licked her lips. She felt a thrill pulse between her legs. Its strength shocked her. Raw desire with out love was a new feeling – dangerous, exciting and wrong. He stood straight. Her face was inches from his crotch. He took a long drink of his beer. Leaving her alone. Heather could hear her heart pounding. She tried again to flee; the slightest tug on the scarf subdued her.

Jed did not look at her but spoke softly, "From your reaction, I know you are new to all this. Had I known, I would not have been so direct. But this would still have happened because I want it. I want to touch you. Feel you ache. Watch your body search for release. You want to run away from me. Just relax. This is a public place; you are safe here. Play with me a few more minutes and I promise to let you go."

Heather sat trying not to stare at Jed's half hard cock and trying not to respond to the fingers that were rubbing gentle circles around her ears and occasionally trailing across her lips and neck. He was using her. Toying with her as a cat would a mouse. He used her hair to position her head so he could look at her any way he wanted. He openly looked down her body, at her straining nipples, at her slightly open legs and every detail of her neck and face. She did not even know that her tongue wet her lips for him. She did not want to react to him but her cunt was throbbing.

Using the scarf again, Jed pulled her to her feet and kept her very close to his towering body. "Put both your hands behind your back and lock them together at your waist."

She did as she was told. Why?

"Close your lovely eyes and don't open them until I tell you. Thrust your breast out for me."

Heather arched her back. Her eyes closed and she felt his lips close over hers. His tongue pushed and her mouth opened against her will. He said one word, "Suck."

Without hesitation she did. Her head was swimming. She sucked harder when she felt her left nipple being squeezed and rolled almost painfully between his thumb and fingers. She was about to cum. A groan escaped her mouth. "Not yet, Heather. We only have a few minutes, then you might run away from me, forever."

For a split second, she wondered if the rest of the bar could see what was happening. Then without doubt, she knew she did not care. His hand trailed down from her breast. Down to her belt. Undid it. Unsnapped her pants and slipped inside her panties. As the air swooped in she knew she was soaked.

Jed slipped two fingers strongly and smoothly inside her, skillfully teasing over her clit. Her body tightened again. "No, not yet." He kept his hand very still inside her. For minutes, he sucked at her tongue and French kissed her passionately. Those maddening fingers began to move again. She thrust her hips against his hand.

"Do you want to cum, Heather?"

"Yes!"

"Then ask permission. Ask me nicely and I'll let you cum."

"Please. Please, Jed. Let me cum. No, make me cum. Anything you want, just please make me cum."

Raking across her clit and pressing against her g-spot, his fingers moved firmly in and out in maddeningly slow strokes. She had never felt anything like this before. She was getting close again; he slowed even more. Not stopping, just slowing and increasing the pressure inside her.

"Kiss me hard, Heather, so you won't scream too loud. Hold on to me, so you don't fall."

She was about to tell him that she always maintained control and never made any noise, when she screamed into his mouth, squirted all about his hand and drew her feet completely off the floor. Jed was holding her up mainly by her cunt. The pain sent her over the top again. She remembered wetting through her slacks and onto the floor, then the room went dark.

When Heather awoke, she was sitting on Jed's lap on the low chair. He was gently caressing and kissing her face. Calling her name and telling her how beautiful she was. The table had been moved away and the back area was blocked off from the front of the bar with a thick curtain.

"What happened?"

"You gave me a most wonderful gift. You let me watch you in the throws of pleasure. I've wanted this with you for a long, long time. If you have to fire me now, OK. It was worth it. You are a beautiful, exciting woman. I would like to spend more time with you and discover your limits and what you enjoy."

"I've never cum like that. What did you do to me?"

"Nothing. You did it. You submitted to me. Trusted me. And let your body fly. Even in these horrible conditions, you were passionate and sexy." Jed lowered his lips to her ear and whispered, "I'm burning to take you a million ways - to see my cock stretch your throat, to thrust it into your cunt doggy style, to listen to my body slap into yours and to feel your pussy beg for me to pour deep inside you."

He stripped off his shirt. He smiled, laughing with her, "Let's use this to dry you off some. You are a little damp."

From the waist down, Heather could not have gotten wetter in the shower. Her light tan pants had a massive dark wet spot. She would be embarrassed walking out of the bar – everyone would think she had peed wetting herself. The roughness of his shirt and the smell his body were getting her aroused again.

They both stood and began to pull themselves together. Jed put his leather jacket on and when she was dressed, he used her hair again to pull her head back. He looked deep into her eyes and said, "Why did I say I would let you go in a few minutes? Now I'll suffer all weekend. I'll see you Monday, pretend nothing happened and not come on to you. You decide if there will be another time for us. You now know what you will face. I'll give you a safe word and as long as you don't say it, I'll frighten you some, push your limits a lot and give you pleasures like you have never imagined. For us to take the next step, you must give me a gift. You need to tell me that you want to be with me."

Moments slipped by. Heather felt she should say something but nothing came out. Jed looked sad but finally spoke, "Don't worry. Your position at work has not been compromised tonight."

He walked Heather out to her car. The cool breeze chilled her and gave her goose bumps. From a distance all was normal. Up close, she was disheveled, wet, confused and satisfied. She also knew she smelled like a hot wet pussy and she loved it. Her cunt was a little sore, but she was learning. Learning what she liked; what she was as a woman; what she never knew; what she had to have and what she had to do to get it. 

Before she sat into her car, Heather stood very close, dropped her hands to her sides and lowered her head, "Please. Please, Master, give me a goodbye kiss to remember until I see you on Monday."

Jed's Risk Really Pays Off Ch. 02



The weekend was long for Heather. On Saturday, she had gone to Wal-Mart and bought a large container of batteries. She figured she would masturbate and as usual, get wet, come softly and still be unsatisfied. But, it was different. As she touched herself, she imagined Jed watching and telling her what to do. She wanted to please him; wanted to show him her body; wanted to be wild. She liked the rush of not knowing what he would make her do. She wondered if he would loose control and just take her. Make her cum better than she ever had. Heather fell asleep satisfied and with a dildo still inside her cunt.

Monday came and went without Jed saying a word. Several times Heather wanted to speak to him but it did not seem her place. She was so ready to have him push her limits and she was so worried that she would displease him.

During Tuesday afternoon break, Jed caught her off by herself, "I would like for you to meet Alice and have dinner with me at my place tomorrow night."

Her mind was reeling. Who was Alice? How dare him think she would spend time with him and another girl? He leaned close, "Your nipples are hard. Arch your back for me."

On autopilot, Heather leaned back against some equipment, arched her back and closed her eyes. She heard a low, soft growl come from deep inside Jed.

"Oh, how you make me want you."

She was surprised to hear herself say, "I would love to have dinner with you tomorrow."

On Wednesday evening, Heather arrived at a large expensive downtown loft apartment. Jed ushered her into the massive room. She was struck by how areas were separated by just lighting. Several times while they had a glass of wine she thought she heard a soft moan.

Jed told her how Alice had slaved all day to prepare their meal and wanted everything to be perfect for them.

"I though I was going to meet Alice. Won't she be having dinner with us?"

"It is about time for you to meet her and no she won't be dinning with us."

Jed led Heather to a beautifully set, dimly lit table. As he lit the candles, there were flickers of a strange impossible sight on the darkened wall to her left. Jed reached for the switch and brought the lights up. Heather gasped, holding her breath in astonishment. There chained on a grid of steel pipes was a well-endowed bare-footed brunette. She was suspended two feet off the ground, partially sitting on a pipe, dressed in black vinyl shorts and halter. She had a bit in her mouth. Her eyes were only slightly opened and rolled back.

Jed walked up to Alice and placed his right hand on the side of her neck. He trailed his hand down the side of her body, across her stomach, over her ovary, down the outside of her thigh, rubbed her calf, then massaged her foot. He started up again, this time inside her calf, inside her thigh, across her pouting pussy. He missed her clit on purpose, as Alice pushed forward groaning in frustration. Jed's hand continued upward, tweaking her left nipple hard and then on up to her lips. His fingers traced the outline of her mouth then one pushed all the way into her mouth. She sucked it into her throat. She had no gag reflex. Jed left her, returning to the table.

Heather whispered, "Jed, I have never been with a woman. I don't think I can do this."

Jed whispered even more quietly, "Alice has worked hard to give us this. She is a well-known professional chef. Have an enjoyable dinner with me. Play only as you want during dinner and then leave gracefully and appreciatively, if you have to."

Heather nodded, exhaled and felt comfortable for only a second.

"In the bathroom is a soft white robe. Go, take off all your clothes, put on the robe and come back so I can enjoy you."

Jed raised Heather's face and gave her a long, slow French kiss that took her breath away. Then he pointed her toward the bathroom and gave her a little nudge. Conflicted, excited, wanting him to make love to her, she did as she was told. The robe was thigh length and tied at the waist. On the way back she felt free, cool and more exposed than if she were completely nude. When she returned to the table, Jed, dressed in a matching robe, pulled her seat out.

"I will serve the food tonight, Heather. Let's enjoy our meal. Occasionally, I take little breaks and say "Thank You" to Alice by helping her with her fantasy. I'll ask for your help. I hope you can push your limits and risk, just for tonight, doing exactly as I say. If you have to run away, I'll understand, but you will never know what could have been."

First there was a wonderful, light cold soup that tasted a little of ginger. Heather let her robe gape and enjoyed the coolness on her damp pussy and the robe rubbing against her rigid nipples.

When Jed served the small salad, he said aloud, "Alice is very proud of the dressing on this salad but she has not tasted it. Please, take some to her and let her taste it."

Heather was about to use her spoon in the dressing when Jed came to her. Again he caught her with a French kiss, this time slipping a hand inside her robe and caressing her breast in full view of Alice. The chains rattled. Jed then put a finger into the salad dressing and wiped it all around Heather's lips and then licked it. She was having some trouble breathing and felt hot, even though the room was cool. Jed put more dressing on her lips. She stretched forward searching for his tongue. "Go, let Alice taste the dressing."

Heather's heart was pounding and she was half way to the wall before her mind realized what her body was doing. She looked back at Jed. He just smiled and nodded his approval. When she turned again, Alice's tongue was licking at the bit and her eyes were bright with anticipation.

Heather, knew her every move was being watched and appreciated, she stepped up on the first steel rung and pulled herself up, feeling her body press into Alice's warm skin and feeling the icy shock of the heavy chains. Almost in slow motion, she leaned forward feeling Alice's tongue. Her lips kissed another woman for the first time. Alice was soft, yielding and appreciative. Heather sucked the lips of her captive, long after the dressing was gone. As she climbed down, she felt alive, naughty and a wonderful trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.

Jed sat her down, "That was beautiful." He opened her robe and gently sucked and licked both nipples. Alice moaned in the background again.

The entrée was a skinned baked chicken breast in a cream sauce with wild rice and green beans. The fine French Chablis was perfect for the meal and disappeared quickly. Heather was feeling a light headed, when Jed filled her glass the third time. He had a slight tent in his robe. She thought, "He has made me cum several times, has had me submitting to him and has maneuvered me into kissing a woman but I have never seen his cock." She slipped her hand up his thigh, cupped his balls, squeezed slightly and then moved on up to his cock.

He was almost hard now. Heather had not touched one like this before. He was eight inches long and her fingers barely touched when they closed around the shaft. She had to see it. She opened his robe. Proud, glistening, uncircumcised, pulsing and now very hard, she saw. Heather had to have it in her mouth. She leaned forward, pushing the head between her lips. The taste was so wonderful, she just let it lie on her tongue and felt it throb.

Jed groaned and leaned over so his lips touched her hair, "I have needed to cum for a long time but I have saved myself for you." Heather had never wanted a man to cum in her mouth before. Now, she wanted his cum more than her next breath. Jed stood very still, holding the dripping bottle of Chablis. Heather sucked for her reward, occasionally, feeling an icecold drop of water splatter onto her skin. She cupped his balls. When she felt them tighten, she never broke rhythm. His first shot was deep and dead center. His cum slipped down her throat without her swallowing. Jed's knees almost buckled with the second shot. Heather savored this course for just a moment before she swallowed. Jed struggled to speak, "Save the rest in your mouth to share with our chef."

Jed pulled away, wincing as the sensitive head slipped free of Heather's lips. Unsteadily, he led her to Alice. Heather climbed up again as he removed the bit. Hungry lips met. Jed stood behind Heather and slipped the thumb of his right hand into her cunt and pressed lightly on her g-spot. His index finger found her clit and began to rub in small gentle circles. He moved in time with the girls' rolling, moaning, cum sharing kiss.

Alice was in a long, long gentle climax. She hummed softly and sucked Heather's tongue. Heather's climax hit totally unexpectedly and violently. She screamed and slammed into Alice, the bars and the chains. Alice sucked harder trying to use Heather's tongue like a cock to stretch to the back of her throat. Heather fell. Fell back, into Jed's strong arms. He carried her back and poured her into the chair, caressed her, kissed her and waited for her to recover.

"Heather, you and I have had some release but it's April's turn now. She should be free for desert."

Heather watched as Jed removed a stiff and sore Alice from her chains. This was another queue for her to leave, if she were going.

He held Alice in his lap and kissed her. He pulled her head back, leaned down and lightly chewed at her nipples through her vinyl top. When Jed ordered, "I want to use your body now. Strip for me!" 

Heather shocked herself by saying, "Please, no, Master. May I strip her for you?"

Jed nodded, stepped back and removed his robe as Heather began to unbuckle April's bra. When her breasts sprang free, Heather leaned forward slowly and suckled at one.

"No!"

Heather froze, and then moved to unbuckle April's short pants. As the hot vinyl slipped down April's legs, her skin glistened with sweat. The scent of an aroused woman filled Heather's senses and were too much for her to resist. She slipped a finger into Alice and lowered her lips.

Heather's legs stung and her ears were assaulted by two loud cracks. Jed had lashed her twice with a nine-thonged whip.

"No, it is not time for either of you. For tonight you do exactly as I say. Now, bend her over the arm of the couch. Spread her. Get her ready for me."

Heather wanted to object but Jed's voice left no room for that. She wanted to touch Alice but she had to please Jed. She took her time; took off her robe; guided the victim to the cold leather couch; steadied her, first breast to breast, then turning her around so Alice's warm butt pressed back. Her head was swimming. A slap across her ass from the cat-of-nine-tails brought Heather back to reality. She pushed Alice's head forward then stepped to the side.

Jed walked up behind Alice, "Heather, guide me into her."

Heather was about to pass out. The smells, the desire, the sight, the facts of what she was doing. She was also about to cum. She wanted to run away. She wanted Jed to fuck her. She wanted to watch Jed fuck Alice. Her fingers closed around Jed's cock and she ran it's large head up and down the narrow shaved wet slit, finding the opening. Her hand was wet with Alice and Jed. She wanted to lick her fingers. She felt Jed's first thrust and his cock slip through her fist. She saw just the head disappear inside Alice. There were three sounds of lust, one male two female. She had to move her hand away as the second and third thrusts slammed forward. Heather finally could lick her fingers.

She stood in awe watching all of Jed's cock disappear into Alice, pull out and disappear again. She slipped a hand between her own legs and almost fell when she touched her own clit. Jed grabbed he arm. "No, you wait."

Alice was moaning loudly. Jed knew she was close. He pulled out so just the head lay inside her. "Heather, come here." Heather stood facing Jed. "Give me your finger. Look how open and beautiful she is." He took her finger and placed it directly on April's little ass hole. "Rub her while I fuck her."

Never had she contemplated such a thing, but now without objection, Heather rubbed her wet finger against April's pucker. April pushed back. Heather saw the tip of her finger and a little more of Jed's cock disappear. April was moaning constantly. Heather had worked her finger all the way in and could feel Jed's cock thrusting inside April. Heather's body shuddered. She expected more rebuke from Jed. Instead, he reached out and twisted one of her nipples and she came falling across April.

Jed pulled away and lay down on the heavily carpeted floor. "Heather bring April here and put her on my cock." She complied on shaky legs. "This time is April's time, understand?" She nodded.

Again Heather held Jed's cock while April slipped down onto it. April was wild with lust; she had been on the edge for at least thirty minutes. Her pussy was red, puffy, wet and screaming for release. She wanted to ride him fast but he used her hips to keep her pace at the torture level. April was drooling, only the whites of her eyes were showing and she was about to cum no matter what.

Jed motioned for Heather. He whispered, "Get that wooden paddle. Hit her ass at least ten times hard when I tell you."

April's clit was raking up and down Jed's cock as she pumped into him. The head of his dick pushed into her g-spot with every thrust. When a low growl started to come from within her body, Jed grabbed both her forearms and pulled her tight to his chest. Her ass was rolled high and he signaled Heather. April screamed and started cumming hard at the first slap of the paddle. The second slap brought another scream and Heather could see Jed struggle to keep April under control. On the fourth slap of the paddle, Heather could see a large amount of liquid flowing out of April coating Jed's stomach and flowing down onto the carpet. She was so shocked she delayed her stroke and April yelled, "Hit my ass, Bitch!" 

Heather had always hated that word, so she did. Really hard. April went wild. Jed's body arched off the floor, the veins in his neck bulged and his hands tightened painfully into April's hips. With the next blow, April tried to drive Jed's body down but she only succeeded in impaling herself more. Too deep. She painfully drove his cock into her cervix as the next blow hit. 

Heather had only delivered nine blows when April totally collapsed. The tenth blow brought no reaction. April had passed out. Her climax had lasted well over a minute. She just ran out of air and energy.

Jed reached out for Heather. "I am very pleased with you. Lay with me until April wakes up. Then, I want you to give yourself to me. Any way I want you."

Heather wrapped her arms around both April and Jed. Her body was surging, demanding more, wondering if she could ever do what April did and feeling more alive than she had ever been. She wasn't wild with lust like before. Now she wanted to fuck.

Jed's cock was hard and wet as he rolled April off him. She was only half awake and immediately curled into a fetal position on the floor. Jed then moved to Heather. She could feel how wet his body was as he lay on top of her and started to push his cock into her. She was wet and ready; still she could feel her body stretching to accommodate him. She was proud when she heard, "You have all of me inside you," and felt his strokes become longer and harder. She could feel her body opening, welcoming, surrendering.

She had never really been able to cum with just intercourse, but she was almost there when Jed said, "Get on your knees I want you from behind."

Heather moved to comply. A now awake April slithered beneath her. She started to object when two strong hands spread her thighs and ass cheeks. When Jed's tongue touched her ass she was surprised. As he licked and pushed his tongue into her, she lowered her head between Alice's legs. Alice guided her and she tasted her first cunt. This one was filled with Jed.

Jed left her ass and started to guide his dick into her cunt from behind. Again she felt full. Like she could not take any more, but her body opened and asked for all he had. His thrusts were long and smooth, pushing her face into Alice's pussy in a steady rhythm.

Heather was building toward a great climax. She was enjoying bringing pleasure to Alice. When Alice grabbed her ears and thrust up against her mouth, Heather sucked hard on Alice's clit and was rewarded by a sprinkle of nectar from within Alice's most private parts. Heather drank and licked. She had given another woman pleasure and loved it. Now her body was demanding its own release.

Heather felt her body begin to suck, wanting and taking what a million years of evolution has taught women's bodies to need for completion. Her body had never done this before. It wasn't just her mouth or her cunt. No, her body was doing this. He stomach muscles began to tighten, she felt contractions deep within and her legs braced against Jed's ever-stronger thrusts. Heather wrapped her arms around Alice's hips for leverage. Alice saw and helped hold her in place. 

An involuntary mantra of "Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes.............." was coming from Heather's lips. Her body was being jarred as his strong body slapped into her. She loved how her body and ass cheeks absorbed his power. Now was her time. She pushed her face hard into the softness of Alice. She pushed back against Jed. Her toes curled painfully and she came hard. He did not disappoint her. After three more mighty lunges he started pumping into her. His hands held her hips tight against him to make sure everything was deposited perfectly deep in her womb. Ever so quietly, Heather was still saying "Yes, Yes, Yes........" and her tears were rolling across April's mons.

Finally, she had a climax where she came hard and was satisfied. For the minute anyway.