2 comments/ 101504 views/ 13 favorites Greg's New Help By: cashcrunch "Mr. Greg?" Kara asked as she both knocked and peaked though his office door at the same time. "Yes, yes come in," Scott replied, a little taken aback. For the first time that day he found himself slightly breathless at the sight of an applicant for the position of his very own personal assistant. A six-foot tall, black-haired goddess was not what he was expecting after an afternoon of effeminate losers and old ladies. Between the "fuck me" boots setting off a gorgeous pair of 36' legs and the cleavage this girl was showing, Scott was trying hard just to maintain eye contact. After years of hard work, Scott Greg had just made partner in one of the largest law firms in the country. He sacrificed his college years hitting the books, foregoing the social adventures his friends had had, missing the best chances to find a decent girl to get to know, let alone settle down with. He was successful in his chosen career and wealthy, but somewhat lonely. With the promotion, things appeared to have finally paid off, especially today! He just needed someone pleasant, both to work with and to handle calls from his clients – answering phones, doing errands, nothing important. All the previous applicants had made serious attempts at making the desire for this job seem like more than a pit-stop on their way to something better. Greg wasn't fooled and, frankly, had had enough bullshit, kiss-up crap for one day. 22-year old Kara Williams was fresh out of school, graduating with a Bachelor of Commerce from Saint Mark's University on the East Coast. With no work experience aside from a few retail jobs that gave her discounts on hot clothes and a degree from an admitted party school, she'd just starting looking for "real" work. It was a warm July in the East and she had enjoyed taking the summer months off, heading to the beach, clubbing downtown, playing softball, and taking advantage of the warm, hazy days at a local coffee shop to catch up on some reading. At over 6'1, with a sweet "J.Lo" ass, she towered over most women. She loved the attention of men and women, showing off her voluptuous figure in stylish clothes and high heels. Used to being catered to, asked out frequently, having drinks bought for her, Kara took full advantage of her looks. But, after several months of this life of leisure, occasional hot sex after a night downtown, mixed with dull, under-paid retail work, she decided to go for something better. She just happened to catch the Classified Ad for a personal assistant the week before at the coffee house and figured she should go for it. At worst it was an excuse to shop for a new suit, besides how many qualifications could you need to "assist", eh? She showed up at Scott's office in a trendy black suit, with a tight skirt, knee-high boots, and white blouse. While the shirt showed more cleavage than a conservative one would and the skirt was a bit tight around her ass, she figured she was likely to be interviewed by a man and these would be more of a selling point than a detraction. The boots were a bit much, but they were the only pair of shoes she hadn't really scuffed up on the sands or the dance floors. As soon as she saw Scott's face, she knew she had made the right choice. "You must be Ms. Williams Come in, come in," Scott said a little too enthusiastically rising from his desk and getting quite a hard on. After a brief handshake, he shut his office door and pulled the chair in front of his desk out for Kara to sit down. "Have a seat." Looking down, he regretted not wearing his sport coat as his dress pants and boxer shorts were doing little to disguise his now rigid cock. Kara noticed his disposition and made sure to rub her ass along his crotch on the way to her seat. Still standing behind the chair looking right down her shirt, Scott didn't move for a second or two. Did she just do that on purpose? he wondered. Turning to look up over her shoulder at him Kara smirked, "Will the whole interview be done this way?" Her bright red lips only inches from his crotch where a firm 7-inch pole was creating quite the "tent." "Uh, no no, sorry," Scott remarked and scooted around to his chair. He sat down awkwardly on his side of the large wooden desk. As he gazed down at Kara's resume and his pad of paper with the standard set of questions on it, he paused (noticeably) to stare again at her breasts. Failing to ask any initial questions, Kara leaned forward and piped up "So what exactly are you looking for Mr. Greg?" Realizing she had the opportunity for a little fun here, Kara perked up. While not the best-looking guy, Kara was intrigued by both Scott's cute awkwardness around her and the obvious prestige the man had achieved. A svelte 185 pounds at 6'1, an avid jogger, in an expensive shirt and tie, Scott was not hard to look at. With her breasts pushed even tighter together and drawn closer to his face Scott snapped up to look Kara in her devilish eyes. "I'm looking... I need someone to help me out here in the office. Nothing big, just answering the phone, some filing, you know, office stuff." "Mm hmm," Kara replied smiling. Scott returned her gaze, starting to smile himself, and looked down to her resume. Kara took advantage of this and undid a button on her blouse, revealing more of her breasts and most of her bra. "So it says here you graduated from Saint Mark's, that's my Alfa mater," Scott said this time not able to raise his gaze past her breasts. "Really... " Kara knew she had his full attention now. "Yeah, um back to your resume," Scott looked back down. Not believing that this gorgeous hottie seemed to be slowly stripping in front of him. This is too much like a porno he thought, this isn't happening. "You seem to have only worked in retail jobs, not really good experience for this job. Do you think you could handle the new situations that will arise in this office?" he said managing to look up directly into Kara's green eyes – noticing their mischievous gleam for the first time. "I think there's a situation you need help with, that has just come up. Don't you agree?" Kara said as she slowly rose from her chair and walked over to Scott's side of the large mahogany desk. Turning in his chair to look at her, astonished, Scott could say nothing. Sinking to her knees next to his chair Kara rubbed his erection through the thin material of his pants. "Don't worry, I have plenty of experience in this situation Mr. Greg." She quickly undid his pants and Scott's cock bounced up. Catching it in one hand she began to stroke the length of it while undoing the rest of her shirt with the other. Removing the flimsy blouse and taking Scott's cock into her mouth at the same time, she began slobbering and drooling like a pro. Scott, still in stunned disbelief - that this wicked chick with the naughty body was coming on to him, was now giving him an amazing with this blow job. "Mmmmm," Kara moaned into his cock as she sucked and licked away. She definitely knew what she was doing. Having earlier removed her shirt, she now unzipped her short skirt and began fingering her already wet pussy. Ring ring! Ring ring! What the fuck, thought Scott. Slowly getting a grip on the situation, as best he could with Kara now deep-throating his aching dick, he realized the phone was ringing. Now sucking his cock with no hands, Kara reached up to her right, picked up the phone, and handed it to Scott. "Very impressive Ms. Williams. Hello?" Scott said into the receiver as Kara slurped and moaned around his cock. The person on the other line rambled something off about a case. "Yes, okay, I'm actually just in the middle of an interview so, uhhh, just call me back when you have more details. Bye now." Scott hung up. "Fuck Kara!" Scott moaned as she looked up at him with innocent eyes. "I thought you'd never ask," Kara said before she rose to her feet in front of Scott removing her now slick panties in the process. Turning and bending over she thrust her ass against his cock several times before reaching between her gorgeous long legs and guiding it into her tight, wet pussy. "Ah fuck," Scott moaned. "Mmmm, am I wet enough for you, you big bad business man?" Kara, now leaning into Scott allowing her pussy to take in his rock hard cock in all the way to the base, guided his hands up to her breasts. "You're so hired." "Really? After just that oral test? I think I'll assist you with an orgasm now if you like? My first order of business for my big, bad businessman." She said, bouncing up and down on his lap, taking his cock into her pussy in long, rapid strokes. Getting into her fuck, Kara began talking dirty, a trick that usually worked on the guys she'd picked up before. "Oh yeah, you like that don't you. Fucking your naughty new assistant with that big cock. Mmmmm, you're so deep Mr. Greg." With a firm hold on her breasts, Scott held on as Kara fucked his cock, jumping up and down on his lap. "Uh, uh, uh" Scott grunted on her every descent as he tried to get the leverage to fuck Kara properly. "Get on the desk," Scott growled, raising from the chair and bending Kara face down on his desk. Her luscious ass still pressed to his groin, Kara stifled a scream. "Oh dear, Mr. Greg. Are you planning to fuck me now? Oooo, I love it doggie style, yeah, fuck me. Fuck me hard, let me feel your balls slapping my ass. Oooo yeah!" Scott thrusted into her over and over, his groin slapping against her supple ass cheeks. He noticed the small, sexy tattoo in the small of her back – a wavy, Celtic design. "You like that, fuck yeah, take that cock bitch!" Kara, sprawled out on the desk was clinging to the corners, just holding on. "Oooo, am I your little bitch Scott? Is that what you want? A naughty little slut to fuck? You like fucking my sweet ass don't you?" "Naughty, naughty slut!" Scott growled again – not used to such rough sex, he was surprising even himself today. Christ, he hadn't called a woman a slut in his life, let alone while reaming her from behind. Grabbing her long dark hair, he pulled her head up and back off the desk. "Oh yes Scott, fuck that ass, fuck it hard!" Kara screamed. Lucky for them both, Scott's office was sound proofed for confidential conference calls and meetings or the whole office floor would have heard quite the erotic broadcast. "This ass works for me now bitch," said Scott as he began to slap and spank Kara's ass. Smack, smack! "Oh, that's what I like to hear. So confident now Scottie, eh? You don't mind if I call you Scottie do you?" "No, no. Fuck Kara, fuck." She had her legs bent with the heels of her sexy boots grazing his ass with each thrust. "Oh my, are you going to cum sir? I bet you're ready to burst. Where, oh where will you cum?" "Fuck," Scott moaned realizing that she was right, he was reaching climax and his mind started drifting somewhat. God, was she on the pill? The last thing he needed was an illegitimate child by an assistant interviewee. These thoughts flashed quickly through his head as he pumped into Kara's tight wet pussy heading closer and closer to orgasm. "Oh you bad man! Fucking my pussy like that. Will you cum on my tattoo, do you like it? Or on my ass? You'd like to cum on me wouldn't you? Shooting your sweet cum on my sweet cheeks. But then I won't get a taste will I?" "What?" mumbled Scott, taken back again by her increasingly dirty talk. "I want to taste you baby. I want you to cum in my mouth. Oh, please cum in my mouth Mr. Greg. Cum in my mouth. Please you big, bad businessman... " Her legs unhooking from behind him. That was too much, her dirty words pushed him over the edge and Scott felt his ejaculate rising from his balls. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" he said pulling his cock from her pussy and stroking its now lubricated length, slick with Kara's slippery juices. Sitting up, spinning quickly, and leaning forward Kara's mouth was only inches from the head of Scott's cock as his orgasm exploded. Cum erupted from the head of his dick audibly hitting Kara's cheek, then in her mouth as she attempted to catch as much as she could with her wicked tongue. But his cock twitched free of her crimson lips, shooting the rest of his load across her cheek and into her hair. It had been ages since Scott had gotten off, and never before like this. He slowly opened his eyes and gazed down at Kara. She had begun stroking his softening cock and licking the remaining cum from the head. Cum was dripping down her cheek and neck onto her breasts. "Oh my, Mr. Greg. I assume it's been a while?" Kara smirked as she licked her fingers clean while gazing up with the innocent eyes of a schoolgirl. As she took his cock into her mouth to clean off the cum still seeping from his dick, Scott began to grow hard again. While not an old man, he did not expect to bounce back so quickly after such an intense fuck. "Now, now Mr. Greg. I'm not sure I can assist you with that unless I'm sure I have the job." Grinning now with his cum all over her chest, this crazy slut seemed hardly phased. She lifted her moist panties and began wiping her cheeks clear of semen. "You definitely have the job Kara." "Well then, why don't I make sure you're really relaxed," she said slinking back to her knees at his feet, taking Scott's penis into her cum covered cleavage. She pressed her breasts together and began massaging his cock. Scott was hard as a rock again in no time. "It doesn't say on your resume, are you on the Pill Ms. Williams?" "Come now Mr. Greg, of course I am, what girl isn't these days? Do you think I'd let you fuck my pussy if I wasn't?" "Well, you never know, I'm just asking. Standard interview questions I'll have you know." He smirked admiring the soft skin of her young tits on his cock. "Oh really? I suppose the little old lady you had in here before me didn't need the pill, eh? Is there anything else you need to know?" "Actually yes. Well let's see... Have you let a man fuck you up your sweet little ass?" "No, I can't say I have sir." "You do have a great ass you know." "Yes, thanks Mr. Greg. I grew it myself." She replied sarcastically. Flashing her beautiful smile up at him. "Will you let me fuck your tight ass Ms. Williams?" Scott had never had anal sex, and wasn't really interested, but was enjoying this new little game. "We'll see." "Cocky little cock-sucker aren't you?" "Yes, Mr. Greg." Kara replied as she took him back in her mouth. Alternating between having her tits and her mouth fucked as she answered Scott's dirty questions, she was getting quite aroused. As she sucked his cock, she fingered her pussy. "Did you cum while I was fucking you?" "No Mr. Greg. But you were getting me there." "Do you like it rough from behind?" "I do, I do." "Will you finger-fuck yourself on my desk?" Scott asked raising an eyebrow. "My yes Mr. Greg. Would you like that?" "Yes, do it now Ms. Williams. I insist." And with that Kara rose to place herself on the desk once more. She was now glad she had taken the time to trim her black bush into a neat triangle the night before, her womanhood was on full display. Spreading her long, sexy legs wide to give Scott an unobstructed view of her pussy and hand at work. The rubber heels of her "fuck-me" boots ripped some papers on the desk as she did so. "Oops, sorry sir." Kara said sheepishly. "Tisk, tisk Ms. Williams. I shall have to spank you later. Don't let it happen again" Scott said while grinning widely, this was hardly a chastisement on Scott's part. Fuck the papers he thought. Her long, fingers with red-painted nails flicked in and out of her gash, then in deeply stroking her G-spot. She stared sexily at Scott while she did this, occasionally tossing her head back and closing her eyes as the pleasure swept over her. Fondling her breasts and stroking his cock as she pleasured herself, Scott felt an irresistible urge to dive face-first into Kara's pussy. She began whimpering and biting her lip, thrusting her fingers in and out, faster and faster, moving herself to orgasm right in front of him. "Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh," her whimpers were too much. He lunged and began licking Kara's thighs and then her pussy lips as she fingered herself furiously to orgasm. "Ohhh, yes Scott, oohhh. Lick me, lick me... Ohhhhh" Kara was nearing orgasm. "Yesss, yessssss. Ohhhhhh." The volume of her moans rising. "Ohh, yes, Scott, yessssss. Fuck. Ohhh, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Screaming now, her finger like a piston, firing in and out of her dripping pussy so fast that Scott dared not lick near her pussy. With those long nails flashing and stabbing he was sure to get clipped. "Ohhh, OOHHHH, OHHHHH!" Almost oblivious to his presence now, Kara was rubbing her clit with one hand and roughly squeezing her breast with the other, tweaking her nipples. "Oh fuck you're so hot Kara, are you coming?" Scott yelled to her as if she was across the room not standing only inches from him as he stroked his rock hard cock. Opening her eyes Kara screamed, "Yes Scott, yes, I'm coming now, YESSSS!!!" And with the Scott tore her hand from her snatch replacing it with his cock. Thrusting in and out, easily with her legs spread wide and her pussy sopping wet she trembled, eyes closed enjoying her orgasm. "Oh, you're so wet Kara. So wet, yes!" Scott moaned as his cock sloshed in and out of her pussy. Kara seemed to be in her own little world for the moment, content with her orgasm and unconcerned with Scott's invasion. The little show she had put on and the wetness of her wide-open pussy were too much for Scott. "I'm coming too baby, I'm coming. Fuck... You naughty... Whore... I'm coming... Oh... Right... In... Your... Pussy... AHHH!" Exploding inside her, Greg felt a sexual release that he had never felt before. "Ahhhhh." A moan of relief sprung from deep within him as he leaned forward pushing Kara down onto the desk as they both breathed heavily. She was so tall that his head came to rest on her breasts and she gently stroked his hair, down to his cheeks. As his cock softened in Kara's cum-filled pussy and they both caught their breath, Kara raised Scott's head by his chin saying, "So boss, when can I start?" To be continued... Greg's New Help Ch. 02 Slap! Creak! Slap! Creak! Slap! Creak! The wooden timbers gave way beneath the pounding of Scott and Kara's feet as they moved along the curvaceous shore of the lake. The city had built a beautiful and scenic boardwalk along the lakeside that lay at the heart of Scott's high-end neighbourhood. It was perfect for early morning jogs. The sweat on Kara's brow trickled in a steady stream along her defined, high cheekbones, sliding off her chin to land on her breasts. Sweat soaked through her white t-shirt and sports bra as it strained to hold in her beautiful chest. Scott could taste his sweat as it leaked onto his lips. Keeping pace, jogging a few feet behind Kara, he kept a close eye on her sweet ass. Each cheek rising as she took a step with the left, the right, the left.... It was almost hypnotic. "Scott, stop staring at my ass!" Kara said looking over her shoulder at him as she ran. The pair had been largely inseparable since Kara's "interview." Kara had completely seduced Scott and they had fucked like rabbits in his office. Her green eyes glaring back at him now did nothing to make her less sexy. Sure, everyone in the office knew they were intimate and rumours were a-flying, but Scott and Kara couldn't care less. Scott found Kara's company energizing, both at work and at play. For the first time in her life, Kara had found a man that seemed as interested in her mind as he was in her ass. The pair moved quickly along the boardwalk, approaching a wooded area. They slowed to a walk and made their way onto the dirt track portion of the trail. Scott had returned from a trip to London the night before and was still a little jet-lagged. When Kara picked him up at the airport just before midnight, it had felt like 5 am and he hadn't slept a wink. Anxious to return home to be in Kara's arms (and pussy) once more, he hadn't slept the night before either. After a month in London, Scott had adjusted to the time difference just in time to leave. Arriving home suffering major jet-lag, he had completely passed out after briefly making out with Kara. She had taken to sleeping over and had a store of work clothes stashed in Scott's bureau. They arose for their typical jog, kicking off the workweek with an 8–k run first thing Monday morning. As they entered the shade of the trees, the trail became a beaten track through the woods. A month of English pubs without running, Scott had lost some endurance. He slowed to a walk and called Kara to join him. His leg seizing up, he began stretching. Kara jogged on the spot for a moment, her bouncing breasts catching Scott's eye, he couldn't help but get an erection at the sight. Kara was wearing a sports bra and a loose white t-shirt on top. Her shapely buttocks and thighs were on full display in a tight pair of black pants. As she bent over to stretch out her back, Scott could no longer resist the urge and hugged her, pulling her close. The soft, roundness of her ass felt so good. He pulled her ass to his crotch as she rose to engage him in a reverse hug. "I missed you so much!" Scott said. Holding her around the waist he squeezed her ever closer to him. "Are you speaking to me or my ass?" Kara teased. Scott had, admittedly, given a great deal of attention to her derriere the past little while. "Both of you of course" Scott began rubbing her ass cheeks. The pressure in his loins combined with the feeling of this gorgeous round ass against his dick was too much. He grabbed her pants and underwear firmly in his hands and pulled them down to her knees. Shoving Kara roughly against a tree on the trail, Scott revealed his hard cock and began rubbing the head against her ass. "Oh my!!!" Was all Kara could answer as she spread her legs slightly. Her sweaty pussy put up no resistance to Scott's hard cock as he plunged into her. "Oh God yesssss!" Scott let out a long moan. The warmth and tightness of Kara's pussy felt so good after so long. Unable to stop himself, Scott began pounding away. Thrusting his dick as deep into Kara as he could, he was physically forcing her to a standing position up against the tree. "Oh yes baby. That big hard cock feels so good. Fuck me Scott! Fuck me!" Reaching around, Scott grabbed Kara firmly; her breast in his left hand and her toned stomach in his right. The sweet sound of his crotch slapping against Kara's ass as he fucked her was music to his ears. "I missed you so much. Fuck! Your ass feels so good baby!" "I missed you too my big, bad businessman. Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard! I fucked it so hard with my finger, but it's nothing compared to your big!! Thick!! Cock!!! Oh you fill me up so much! Fuck me with that big dick! Fuck me!" "Oh yeah, that's my naughty little bitch! Take that cock up your pussy! You're so wet you fucking whore! Fuck! Yeah!" "Fuck me Scott! Fuck me like the bad little slut that I am! Fill me with that cock! Oh, it feels so gooooodd! Slap my ass baby, spank your bad little slut." Releasing her stomach Scott began slapping Kara's round ass, "Have you been a good little slutty secretary while I was away? Horny little bitch, did you suck cock while daddy was away?" "I flirted with the water guy, that was it I swear. I fucked myself every night with that dildo you gave me. I'm only a slut for you baby, I swear!" Kara almost sounded worried, but Scott was only talking dirty. Although he could imagine every guy in the office hovering over Kara while he was away. "Oh Kara, baby. Yesss, I can't stop! I'm... I'm... AAAAhhhhhh," Scott moaned as he came. He released what felt like a gallon of cum into Kara's pussy in half a dozen strong spurts. Moaning softer and softer, thrusting less and less with each spasm, he held Kara in his arms. "Pants up Scott, someone's coming!" Kara quickly pulled her pants up and made as if she was stretching. Scott had an easy time of pulling up his pants as his cock softened and he attempted to put on the same charade. A pair of college girls jogged past barely batting an eye in the couple's direction. "Wow, that was new Scott! You've never taken me that hard before and in public no less! God, my pussy's so wet, you pumped so much cum into me. I can feel it oozing out into my underwear, see?" She seductively pulled the crotch of her pants down to reveal her soaking wet panties. "Mmmmmm" she hummed as she fingered herself in front of Scott, raising a dripping finger to her lips and sucking it like a cock. Scott could feel his cock throbbing as it rose back to life at this dirty display. Lunging at her like a starving man, he just missed as she let her pants snap back into place and began running again ahead of him. "Catch me if you can old man!" she laughed as she speed away, returning in the direction of Scott's condo. Scott proceeded to do so and was quickly running next to her, his hard- on making running awkward. "What's in your pocket Mr. Greg?" Kara chuckled. Having made their way back to the condo building, Kara arrived home first. She entered the kitchen immediately, opened the fridge, and grabbed a Gatorade. Scott was behind her and almost instantly snatched the bottle from her hand, embraced her, and kissed her deeply. Letting the red bottle fall to floor, Gatorade pouring over the tiles, she wrapped her arms around him. Scott plunged his tongue into her mouth and they began French kissing as if their lives depended on it. Kara ran her long, sexy nails through the hair on the back of Scott's head and grabbed his sweaty t-shirt. Breaking from their kiss, she pulled the shirt over his head and began kissing his hard pec's. The coolness of her mouth, her tongue reddened by the sports drink, aroused Scott's nipples to erectness. Not stopping at his chest, Kara began to kiss and lick her way down to his stomach. With her chin being poked by his hard cock, she pulled down Scott's pants only to have his penis slap her in the face. "Suck me!" Scott stated, half order, half begging. His cock was still wet with their combined juices and his pre-cum had continued to flow the entire run home. Having been cooped up in the sweat pants, his cock felt like it was on fire. The comforting chill of Kara's lips overtook Scott as she took him in her mouth, deep-throating him right away. Scott grabbed her by the hair and gazed down as his balls bounced off Kara's chin. "Oh that's so nice Kara. I love your mouth. So cool. Ooooo" He gazed upward and closed his eyes. Kara grabbed what was left of the sports drink in one hand and Scott's cock in the other. Slowly withdrawing him from her mouth, she took another swig. Turning back to his dick, taking it into her mouth once more, she began slobbering the chilled liquid all over him. The sensation was fantastic as Kara massaged his balls with her cold fingers. Gulp, gulp, gulp. Kara began swallowing the drink and Scott's cock. Her head firmly in his grasp, Scott began thrusting himself in and out of Kara's mouth. She kneeled there submissively, allowing Scott to have his way with her, fucking her face and pulling her hair. "Oh Kara, yess! Your mouth feels so good baby!" "MMMppphh" is all she could reply as Scott shoved his dick in and out of her tight lips. She played gently with his balls with one hand while the other kept trying to get a hold of him. She wanted to slow Scott down, tease him more, but he was having none of it. He was moving too quickly in and out of her mouth, pushing his dick in as far as it would go, and Kara was trying hard just to hold on. Despite having cum just minutes earlier, Scott could feel the orgasm rising from his groin. Opening his eyes, he gazed down at the erotic picture of Kara's beautiful hair in his hands, her innocent looking eyes gazing up at him, his cock as it pistoned in and out of her red lips.... It was too much after a month of not getting any. "Fuck Kara, that feels so good, fuck! You look so hot! Oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck! I'm going to cum baby, I'm gonna cum!" Kara could do nothing but moan and hum on Scott's dick as her fucked her face. Fondling his balls with both hands, she waited to feel Scott's spurting release that would allow her to catch her breath. "Uunnngggghhh," Scott moaned as he came, draining his balls for the second time. Kara easily swallowed the small amount of cum dribbling from his penis. Thank god I didn't suck him off last night, she thought, he would've drowned me with that first load this morning. Remembering the huge load of cum deposited in her pussy, she rose to take a shower. Rising up, Kara pulled her top off. "Alright big boy, I'm taking a shower. We have to be at work in an hour!" "I'll have to join you, to save time you know?" Scott teased. The couple walked hand in hand to the washroom and peeled off their sticky, sweaty clothes. Admiring Kara's breasts as she disrobed, Scott couldn't help but feel great to be home. "I really did miss you Kara. Not just the sex, everything. I wish you could've seen London with me." The hot water from the shower was clouding up the room. "Me too," she whispered kissing him softly on the lips then pulling him into the steamy shower stall. With her back to the shower head, she leaned back into the flow of warm water. Scott began massaging the trickling streams of water all over Kara's body, from her shoulders to her thighs, spending a disproportionate amount of time on her breasts. Pulling her face back from the stream of water, Kara smiled and began covering herself in body wash. She worked up a lather in the trimmed hair above her pussy. She too, spent more time than necessary rubbing her breasts in soapy goo as Scott began to do the same. Beginning at his crotch he started working up the suds by jacking himself off. "I must be sure to get all that nasty cum out of my pussy," Kara purred as she began fingering her soap-covered pussy. "Ohhhh, you came so much. I'll have to get really, really deep. Ohhhh yeahhh." Spreading her legs slightly she began forcing her middle finger in as far as it would go. The lewd scene, the warm water, and his soapy hand were having the desired effect on Scott's cock. Within a minute he was hard again, sporting a soap-covered erection. "Here, let me." Scott pulled Kara's hand aside and plunged into her, forcing her back against the shower wall. "Oh yeah baby. Oh, your dick's so nice and big. Get right up there. Clean my pussy with your big, hard cock. Oh yeah." Kara moaned and whispered provocatively in Scott's ear. Forcing her hands through his wet hair and biting her lips, she held back from saying the words she truly felt. I love you...