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Victorious Pt. 03

By: BlknMild611



The next day for Victor and Meredith was a continuance of all the previous days for a few hours. 

Carmine hadn't done well for the week, and it was past eleven thirty. Victor found her looking busy at the computer while she was secretly texting.

"Carmine?" Victor intentionally had snuck up on her and knew he had shocked her. "Meredith needs you in her office for a word about the numbers before lunch."

"Oh great. Well let's go office boy."

She led the way in her tight designer dress. Carmine was an extreme extrovert like most salespeople. She was of the mindset that the office was the place to be beautiful. She wore a dress that could get her past the V.I.P. rope in a club. It was white with a loose top and a very short skirt. She wore white matching stiletto heels. Several gold necklaces covered more of her cleavage then her open top. Some women wore that type of dress as a stylish shirt over jeans or leather pants. 

They stepped into Meredith's dark office. Her windows were shaded and the lights were off. Most of the light in the room came from the glass wall. In the back of the dark room, only the computer's screensaver and the charging lights for her cell phone were casting any light.

Meredith sat waiting at the desk. She wore a black dress suit with only a hint of white blouse over her lapel. Her wavy black hair was down across her shoulders and made her seem so much bigger and darker.

"Hello Meredith, you should get some light it's unhealthy." Carmine said in greeting. Like most office workers, she was afraid being in the dark room. Unlike most, she faced her fear by crossing into the depths of the room to stand over Meredith at her desk. 

Victor stood quietly by the windows.

"How are your numbers for this week?" Meredith asked coolly.

"I'll have them by the end of the day. I hope to finish a few things." Carmine avoided.

"How are your numbers so far for the week?" Meredith was like an army laying siege, Carmine could only look on as systematically, and methodically Meredith plugged along through excuses and twisted ambiguity.

"Five, including the new Tarsus model." She said trying to add a good ring to it.

"You did ten last week and those five were finalized extras that went through on Monday and Tuesday. Now, this week, you're behind the twelve you needed."

"Well I..." Carmine struggled.

Meredith ignored her and pushed on. "How do I punish you?" Carmine straightened. "Fifteen in two weeks is not good enough." 

Carmine rightly feared being fired. It was a Friday at lunchtime, the perfect time to clean out the desk. It seemed these talks were fairly common, and no one likes their money played with. 

"Well I..." Victor watched the gears start turning in the Latina's head.

"I have a way to help you."

Carmine nearly missed that as she thought about her excuse. "I... uh what?"

"Victor says it's a mental thing, making lots of sales one week and being sluggish the next. Something about not being hungry." Behind them, the office emptied for lunch together. "Are you hungry?" Meredith asked perhaps meaning literally.

"Ah no..ah yes." Carmine answered perhaps meaning figuratively.

Victor could guess by Carmine's face she had lost her appetite with the conversation.

"Well, after this you should be able to go eat wherever you want." Carmine stiffened further Victor could see waterworks getting ready. "Will you be hungry to sell next week?"

"Yes Meredith, next week will be great." She blurted. 

"What do you do that puts you at ease? Can I relax you for you to do better? What do you do with your money? You don't have to answer."

Carmine felt she couldn't not answer. "I go out. I pay bills. This is a good job." She said and nodded to herself.

"Where do you go?" Meredith asked calmly. "Do you wait, or look for acceptable men at fun places at night, or do you have an... other with you?"

Victor was amused how she seemed to have asked Carmine if she was either a whore or a lesbian.

Carmine wasn't thinking too clearly about what was said, or its meaning. She was just blurting whatever she thought. "I go out and have fun with friends, yes." She said unable to hide her frantic confusion.

Meredith arched her fingers in front of her. Victor taught her to use it as a device to distract people from her chest when they were about to ask for the sale. In the darkened room it made her look absolutely sinister. "Are you satisfied?"

"Huh?" Carmine looked at Victor for understanding.

Meredith leaned in. "Are you satisfied?" She repeated.

"With going out?" Carmine said slowly. "I guess, it's hit or miss."

"It's a waste of time. I am unable because of my schedule to consider that type of life." Meredith turned from the chair and stood. "I think there is away to make you more satisfied spending time here. I feel that would center your life and allow you more success."

Carmine nodded quickly thinking she was making progress. "I understand. I'll make the company a larger part of my life." She had missed Meredith's meaning completely.

"You have to see it as the center Carmine. Not the car, the bills, or the friends. Without the job, you lose all the others." Meredith said coming around the desk and sitting on it next to her. "You know you'll lose it all without it right?"

Carmine seemed to pale and blush at the same time. "Yyyes." She said fearfully.

Meredith looked deep into her. "Stable relationships at home make people happier at work do you know why?"

Carmen nodded gravely. "They do their business and go home without all the stress of trying to please other people all the time."

Meredith paused trying to understand if that was an acceptable answer.

"Are you in a relationship?" Meredith continued.

"Umm no, not for a while now." Carmine looked down and snuck an embarrassed look at Victor.

Meredith stiffened watching her. "You're looking to get one?" She accused.

Carmen rolled her shoulders. "Umm yes, but I'm not able to find the one for me though. Many men act nice, but they all just take what they want and never call back. I'm sure you know how it is. They just want you cause your pretty but they're not there for you. They just want well...they won't cry with you. The guys I find don't share my dreams or last long enough to hear them." She said hanging her head.

Meredith looked over at Victor thoughtfully. Perhaps that was her feelings put to words.

"I have found one for myself." Meredith said 

Victor choked loudly at how hugely insensitive she just sounded. If this was a sale he would have jumped in.

Carmen literally was taken aback at the words. "Oh that's..."

"You will have to be satisfied as I am. I want you not to be distracted." Meredith looked her right in the eye. "I will help you." 

Meredith grabbed her head and latched onto her cheek with her teeth. Carmine gasped but Meredith caught her wrists. She brought her hands to the sides and slide up Carmine's skirt.

Victor watched the two silently struggle. Carmine was in shock and made only little gasps under Meredith. The larger woman had trapped her hands down to her sides and her feet were in between Carmine's. Controlling Carmine's wrists, Meredith slide the helpless woman's panties down slowly.

Meredith released her and whispered in her ear. Whatever she said made Carmine stop struggling her arms as she writhed.

She turned her head. "Come, Victor."

He already had moved in next to them and now he moved behind Carmine. Victor wondered what she said to make her calm, and hoped charges weren't about to be pressed. He let his huge hardening black cock leap out and flop along grazing Carmine's bubbly ass.

She jumped feeling it but Meredith kept her from moving.

"Get down, a real relationship is give and take." Meredith pushed Carmine by her shoulders to her knees. She stood over her and used her hip to push the back of her head over and onto him.

Carmine seemed to be in shock as she started to numbly give him a blowjob. Victor thought if anyone ever was shocked to find themselves sucking someone off, they would look like Carmine. Her style was uninspired. She used more of her lips then tongue and bobbed her mouth like a pussy. 

The sight of the confused wide-eyed Latina with her painted red lips stretched grotesquely around his cock was something he hoped he never forgot.

"That's why you can't keep a man! Use your throat. Let him have your body. That's exactly what your doing is using your body on his. You're not good enough for Victor this way." Meredith said pushing her in harder.

She ruthlessly backed off Carmine and threw her onto his cock. Tears flowed down the Hispanic woman's face wrecking her carefully applied makeup. "This is the pleasure of giving." She said after ramming them together for a few minutes. Victor was already quite hard and his cock was covered in the thick saliva found in Carmine's throat.

Meredith pulled off Carmine and bent her over the desk. "This is the pleasure of receiving." She bent in and pushed her nose into Carmine's ass as she sloughed around and burrowed her face into her forcefully.

Carmine danced on her Meredith's wriggling tongue panting open mouthed. Meredith had picked her feet off the floor with the force of her face pushing up into her crotch. Carmine started to slap the desk and finally with a keening wail she let out a gush that flowed out onto Meredith.

She sagged and limply fell across the desk in a heap as Meredith untangled herself and stood.

"What did you tell her?" Victor asked curiously.

"I told her if she relaxed she would enjoy it and keep her job." 

"That's pretty bold of you. They call that coercion." He added.

"It was important, and I feel it will make her better." Meredith replied as she stroked Carmines ass. Carmine shivered and sobbed but didn't move. "Are you satisfied? Do you want more Carmine? Can you take more?"

"Please, be gentle with me." She said quietly and tried pulling up her knees onto the desk and raising her ass.

"This is what you want?" Victor asked taking off his pants and pulling her to the side.

"Yes." She hissed as he slid her up on the corner of the desk. He had her squat on the floor so her knees were straddling the desk and her clit bore the weight of her body on the corner. He pulled her arms back bending the elbows and bringing her hands to the back of her neck. He interlaced a few of her fingers, and with one hand he held them there, with his other hand, Victor brought his glistening black iron cock up to her drooling hole.

"Carmine, you want this cock?" He asked to be sure.

"Yes Vic, please." She pleaded hoarsely.

He pushed into her and was surprised at her tightness. On most women, his cock was too big to get in, so he was surprised she even took the head of his wide cock. After the usual struggle with her protesting body, he bottomed out less than halfway inside her. 

Her pussy was not as hot as Meredith's was, nor as snug and accommodating, but it was wet from her earlier explosion and let him glide in and out fairly easily. He shoved against the back wall of her pussy claiming more space for himself inside her. Carmine started wriggling under him and her feet slid out from under her as she tried to move off of him.

"Aww, what the hell Carmine? Do you want this dick or not?" He hissed pushing further into her struggling body. Her legs straightened behind him and her ass clenched.

He paused and leaned into her ear. "Hold still." He soothed and pushed her down to lay on the desk as she started panicking.

He heaved into her pushing harder and deeper in a building rhythm. He had the ability to fuck her for days and showed it by setting a brutal speed that left her flopping on the table like an electrocuted fish. Behind him, Meredith shut the office door and turned back to watch.

Carmine bucked her head up and froze with a quiet orgasm after a few minutes as Victor continued to slam her. After ten minutes, she silently arched onto her face and hips as her body locked up and he felt another gooey liquid explosion douse his cock and balls. Meredith watched her eyes dance in drunken circles under her wrecked makeup and half closed eyelids. After she came down, the once proud Latina loudly hyperventilated trying to get down her oxygen deficit.

"Are you satisfied?" Meredith asked almost cruelly.

"Oh god, you're gonna kill me." Carmine moaned between thrusts.

Victor chuckled at her still keeping up his pace. "Mercy, Carmine. Do you want mercy?" His voice was flat, even, and sounded bored despite his Herculean effort. Her spasming pussy was wet as ever but he could feel it starting to swell around him from the abuse.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck! Vic, you're the man! Mercy."

Victor pulled back and Meredith came to him immediately. Her hands lifted him as her yellow eyes assessed. She was quite transparently checking to see if he came while fucking Carmine. Satisfied, she stood and hugged him tightly, pressing her full body into him.

"How long will you be able to concentrate with that level of satisfaction?" Meredith asked from Victor's side. Carmine huffed and didn't move as twitches ran up and down her body.

She slumped over trying to right herself before replying. "I'll work late tonight, I'll come in this weekend, and I won't go out. Is he going to do me like that again?"

"Likely. This weekend won't work however." Meredith said from behind him as she walked around to her desk. She paused looking at Carmines face in the light from the computer. "You should really clean yourself up."

"Right, I just need a little moment." Carmine pulled herself back onto the floor and sunk down to squat at the front of the desk. Her pussy made a burp as it was compressed and released air. "Damn, how long has it been?"

Outside the hooting, giggling, and murmurs of returning coworkers came through muffled from the work area outside. Some of the girls had large bags of family sized servings from their favorite restaurant and a nearby deli. The group set them out and scattered the boxes on a conference table.

"Shit." Carmine said watching her co-workers serve themselves. She was trapped in.

"You'll have to hurry. Perhaps you can be clever." Meredith chided. 

Victor noticed a budding smile.

Carmine rose and skulked to the door. She straightened what she could of her dress and looked at her reflection in the glass. She lowered her head and dashed out past her eating laughing co-workers. Only Misty the receptionist got a good look at her, the others only saw her flee holding her face.

"Oh my god! Was she fired?" a voice in the gaggle wondered aloud. They impotently repeated what they saw and eulogized their supposedly sacked comrade as they continued to eat. Carmine joined them in a few moments without makeup and heartily dug into the food spinning a story between bites.

In the shadows of her office, Meredith stood behind Victor and had swung her arms around his waist and softly chewed at his shoulder blade while looking at her employees.

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Victorious Pt. 04



"Come to my office."

Victor hung up the phone and got up. By now, the office had emptied of most people. Carmine had even left at six. Walking into his boss's office he saw Meredith sitting back in her chair behind her desk.

She brought her hands up and arched her fingers. Victor steeled himself for her end run on the marriage proposal. "What will our schedule be like next week Victor?"

"One call on Monday for out in Leethon. It's a hospital looking at upgrading from Dellis 9's. On Thursday and Friday two meetings in Wendlewood just up the street."

"Change the Friday to Thursday or Wednesday. I have my mother coming into town."

"I see."

Meredith walked around the desk and leaned back on it reaching for him. "Come, Victor." He walked over grabbing a hand. She pulled him intimately close face to face so he was pressed against her breasts. Her cool minty breath and her Chanel wafted up dueling lightly. 

With the heavy eyeshadow she wore her yellow eyes seemed especially bright as she stared into him. "Have you thought on my offer recently? I am very curious if any questions came up during your decision."

"Did you tell your mother?" He asked dryly.

She blinked. "My offer Victor." She leaned in to bite his nose.

He pulled his head back blowing her wavy black hair from his mouth. "Not yet Meredith." He eased her back and looked at her. Her yellow hazel eyes shone wetly and contrasted with her deep bronze olive tan. "Have you told your mother?" He asked again plainly. 

Her foster parents were childless Israeli immigrants who had meticulously taught her everything they knew, and were the reason the emotionless sociopath wasn't on a F.B.I. case list by now.

Meredith paused holding his gazed before answering. Behind him, her hand strayed from his back to his ass. "She knows I considered marriage. She has wanted children from me for some time now. She knows you, and despite being a Gentile, you are... okay. She feels if you have to be the one, then she won't argue anymore. As long as quotas are fulfilled she will agree."

Victor chuckled, her parents actively tried converting him over the holidays every year. "Well isn't that sexy. I don't suppose there is a nice Jewish man out there for you."

She tried to bite him again. "No." She went in for a kiss and caught his lips. "You are best." 

She sat up further on the desk and leaned in and kissing him again. Her hand snaked down releasing his hardening length. With a practiced technique, she pulled him straight, and slid him along the inside of her thighs.

His cock nudged on something smooth, warm, fleshy, and wet. "Wwwhat are you doing?" Sitting as she was he didn't remember she wasn't wearing panties.

She eased over onto him hopping of the desk onto his cock. She held herself on his shoulder and around his neck while her thick muscular legs slid down on either side of him. The move surprised him as his cock moved up into her, her hole grasped and clutch at him. Finally, their hips met in the awkward standing position. She took a long deep breath as her pussy pulsed around him. He could feel she was very close already. "Thank you for accepting my offer. I feel you will be most pleased with our decision. We offer excellent service."

Meredith thought she closed the deal. 

"Listen..." He protested as she started humping against him. They both struggled as she bounced onto him and he tried getting a hold of her. she really got into it and bit his shoulder to stifle a few yelps. 

"Listen." He said stopping her body and pulling back her head to look at him as her hips still spun. Her eyes were glassy and showed her obvious distraction. "You're doing it wrong."

Victor eased back and spun her around. His cock glistened and he was shocked she had climaxed on him already somehow. He moved in quickly, spun her around, bent her happy butt over, exposed her huge bronze red buns, and buggered her winking brown-eye before she could stop him.

"No. We should have a child. I was told--" Meredith pleaded sounding despondent while struggling with him trying to turn back, but he stood on the outside of her legs and trapped her in. 

Victor pushed lower over onto her pushing down her head, and continuing to slide in deeper. "Shut your mouth. I'll give you one when I'm good and ready." 

He built up speed in her padded ass and started fucking her faster in a ruthless rhythm that sent shock-waves along the exposed flesh. 

As he pushed up into her ass, Meredith protested and she tried to get out from under him. Her movements helped him quickly climax from the earlier teasing with Carmine. 

After catching his breath, he tried to lay down the law. "This weekend I'm going to think about your offer. I gotta take time to consider it fully. I know we've been together awhile but questions like do I move in-"

"Yes." She interjected.

"...Or money? Or insurance? Do you keep that? How many children? Do our dogs even like each other?"

Meredith froze as she tried to follow his juggling questions.

Victor continued. "We have lots to think about don't we?"

"Yes." She said slowly.

Getting home as usual was a quiet affair. He lived in apartment complex of nice duplexes for young professionals and young families since he had a dog. His weekend was slow and uneventful. 

By Sunday morning, Victor was up late but took Simon his blondish red Australian Heeler out for a run. On his way back, he got the paper.

"Hey you! What you doing?" Taris said catching Victor walking Simon through the parking lot.

Taris was a leggy dark blond with an orange tan. Today she wore a tank top and tiny gym shorts that showed just how long her legs were.

She came up and latched onto Simon the mack. "Just got the paper. I'm gonna see what Dan Henninger and Steve Forbes think of the world."

Victor eyed down her tank top. Taris was a decent hand full up top, but, she had a real fine ass and today her shorts were making her famous.

She looked up distracted. "Who?"

Victor waved the WSJ at her. "The paper. I'm going to read the paper."

She tilted her head at him. "Oh... Sounds boring."

Victor leaned back so he didn't look like a perv. "Ya know the Chinese have an old curse 'May you live in interesting times', boring is good."

He watched her take a half second to consider it before dismissing what he said. "Huh, well when you're done why don't you come over? I need you help with something."

Victor sighed. Taris was a pretty girl who badly needed a boyfriend, and considered him the nice guy fill-in. His own morals kept him from charging that and converting it into a full relationship. So as usual, she taking advantage of the confusion and was roping him into volunteer work. 

She noted his dubious expression. "Don't worry it'll only take a few minutes. We can drink wine and I'll order a pizza." She said standing.

"It's...Okay how about at four?"

She displayed what appeared to be perfectly fine nails to him. "No, I gotta go out for an appointment." 

Victor missed the neurotic needs of women sometimes and Taris was always good for waking him up. "Okay, eight?"

She looked at him suspiciously. "Why so late?"

Victor shrugged. "What's a good time Taris?"

"Umm, around two. I guess I could make it a late lunch and order something."

Meredith, unlike Taris of the delivery diet, is an excellent cook. 

"Okay Taris, sounds great." Victor said turning.

"You won't forget?" She called.

She couldn't see his smile. "No, don't worry."

"Great I'll order something good I promise."

By two, Victor had gotten through with everything and brought out his clothes for his Monday sales call. Reading the Sunday local and WSJ, he learned about the silly shit the people in government did to keep busy while the real problems grew.

Oddly, Simon alerted him to the time and he walked over to see what Taris needed done.

Taris answered the door on the first knock despite her blaring radio. Inside bags from carryout sat on the table.

"So we can eat first what do you think?"

"Sure..." Victor said walking in.

The burritos she got tried to be good despite being vegan. Victor wondered at why she got them at ten bucks a piece. 

"Well that was great..." Victor said looking around for something else to eat.

Thinking he was ready to work she hopped up. "Right! Well I wanted you to check out the sink here." She led him over. "I cleared it out under there already. I changed the filter but nothing comes out now. See?" She said turning on the water. 

"Okay give me a minute." Victor got in and took a look.

A minute turned into fifteen as he tried to unscrew and re-screw the filter someone with amazing flexibility jammed in.

During a commercial, Taris wandered into the kitchen. "So, Rorsiac is playing at the Metreon next weekend. Wanna go and hit the bar after?"

"Uh... I can't actually, and I can't really hang out anymore either." Victor said pausing to look at her.

"Wha...?"

"A girl I'm seeing decided she wants to be exclusive now so..." Victor trailed off.

Taris got serious and kinda scary as she moved to stand over him. "What? I mean what do you mean she decided?"

"Well she was someone I've known for a while and I guess it became should I leave, or make it more than what we had."

She paused guessing the hidden meaning. "So you just fucked her," She said with hands on hips. "...And wanted to leave, now SHE wants you...for herself."

"Ya, I guess..." Victor muttered surprised at her intuitive grasp on his life.

"So another woman...I'm glad you're not gay." She smiled wryly looking off unseeing. "I was wondering why you moved so slowly. It was like you only flirted when you were bored, or drunk."

"I prefer to take things as they come."

She walked up next to him and squatted down to get down to his level. "So do I. I can't say I'm too pleased." She stared at him. "Men usually cheat for a girl like me." 

"Right..." Victor said slowly wondering what the hell she was doing. His more aware cock was waking up to the innuendos flying around.

"Not that I think you would..." She added thoughtfully. "But... that's the part I like." She laid a hand out on Victor's thigh contemplating. "In fact I'm almost curious who could have you over me. I could do you much better you know."

When her fingers started to wander, Victor shuffled down to get out from under the sink but froze when her hand just slid up along his thigh over him as he squirmed out. "Come on let me..."

Taris moved slowly like in a dream and brought her other hand over for his zipper. "No, just let me. While you're here, just pretend you're a plumber dude." She said. "Let's have a fantasy."

His traitorous cock defected from his pants with her support. Once airborne and free his balls also appealed for amnesty.

Taris was like a child tugging and playing with her new friends, learning their secrets. "This is huge. This is like the biggest. Why didn't you ever..?" She looked at him with hurt showing.

Victor sighed and gave her the 'I feel your pain' look that men get real good at when a woman has their balls. "Look. It's not that I don't like you. It's just that I take a while to get off. So, I really don't just whip it out, or get too pushy about it unless I got the time. Besides, girls get sore sometimes before I'm done, some are too small to fit, one little Asian girl cried and refused, and because of likely complications I don't really let women into my circle of intimacy very often okay?"

Taris got a determined look and dropped her face onto him and found out first hand he was more than a mouthful. "It's like a coke can."

"Ya, it's deceptively big, I guess because it's flatter. I sometimes forget how big it is."

"I can do it. If she can I can." She said and tried again with only a little more luck.

Victor let her continue pitifully like a cat trying to take a horse, until she finally backed off.

"Well I guess you gotta have practice or something. Don't worry about it." He said moving to put it away. Taris' performance was sadly par for the course.

"That must suck to not be guaranteed a good fuck. I was always jealous about that with guys, they always get off."

"Ya, I guess it changed my outlook on sex too. I'm not always out trying to get my dick wet since it's rare on the first night without lots of... preparation." Victor said closing up his pants. "I became more selective because sex was a process instead of an event. I can't just fuck'em and go, I gotta stretch'em first."

Taris stopped him as he wriggled down and tried to get out. "Wait." She stood and pulled down her shorts. "I can do this."

Her pussy was bald and from below he could see how much ass cheeks hung out from behind her. His cock twitched in approval.

"Not unless you have sex frequently." Victor watched her straddle him. "You know it takes two nights in a row to open a girl up...you see it's like a chair it won't fit." His cock could only nudge her hole. Parts like the corner, or sides of the tip went in, but not the whole thing. "Don't bounce." He said before she hurt them both.

She looked desperate. "I can't tell people I let a good guy get away cause his cock was too big."

Victor smiled. "You don't have too."

"The girls... at work... already... know about you, stud." Taris popped him in and froze. "Oh shit."

Victor watched her. Her pussy wasn't wet enough yet, but it was starting to relax. "Ya, it gets better the more you move."

She looked down at him scared. "I don't think I can."

Victor shrugged. "Allow me."

Victor slid back further in the kitchen as she crab-walked over him, then he sat up pulled her legs up, and started to roll them over.

With her legs on his shoulders, he slowly thrust into her. Like magic, her body opened up and stretched under his weight. "You're not going to...Slow down." Taris protested. "Slaa..Naaa..." She came as her body went into crisis mode.

After only a few thrusts, and a few inches gained, she tried to stop him after having came twice. "I'm sorry but please don't. Oh god! You're gonna kill me."

"They all say that."

Taris fidgeted in a panic. "No I mean...Aaaarugh aaaaahhh." She came loudly as her pussy tried to squeeze him. "Damn it, just stop. Please, please, I already came already." She pleaded.

Victor knew what he was doing as he broke her in. His strokes were one long six short, and under him, Taris' helpless pussy gushed numerous times with seemingly every stroke as she gibbered and clutched onto him.

Finally, the last stroke touched her hips to his, long after her cervix had been nudged aside.

Victor looked down at the helpless quivering creature below him as it twitched and shivered in sweat. "Now, I think you're done." He said pulling out of her. It was a waste, but she couldn't have lasted with him to the grand finale.

"Aarraahh?" she gargled as he pulled off of her.

"Just rest and you'll be back to what men expect in a week, or two I think." He said looking down at her. 

His cock twitched as he watched her lick her lips absently. Squatting down he brought her head up and pushed his cock in her mouth. Her surprise only lasted a moment before she closed her eyes and trusted him.

Her relaxed mouth slobbered over him as he pushed in and out of her mouth. Rather than choking her, Victor wiggled his huge cock around in her mouth and swirled it around her cheeks. Her lips felt soft and warm and her tongue danced a underneath his cock tickling the head. 

With a sigh, he pushed deeper and gagged her for a moment as he started to cum. Pulling back, he dripped the rest onto her face before shifting to the side to take a look. 

"Just like a pornstar." He remarked looking at her glazed lips and splattered face. 

She lay still as he looked her over for a few minutes while he straightening himself up.

Victor checked her faucet quickly before leaving. "Oh ya, your sink works. Thanks!"

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Victorious Pt. 05



Monday for Victor started out quietly, except for the obvious.

"On Friday, time to think over the weekend was requested. Your time is up." Meredith asked as they met in her office for the morning. 

Victor stayed still for a moment soaking in her gaze. He felt strangely calm but stiflingly hot nonetheless. "Have you bought me a ring?" He started.

Meredith didn't even blink. "Your answer?"

Victor continued undeterred. "Maybe someone should be here to annotate our agreement? I would like this on paper."

Meredith paused, then reached over and called Jan in. "Please come in, this will only take a moment."

Jan walked into the office stupefied.

Meredith turned to her. "Jan, I have an agreement that will need to be notarized could you please take notes." She stopped and turned to Victor. "She stays."

Victor sighed and began. "Where do we live?"

"Our best situation for our ideal is to have you move into my property." Meredith rattled still keeping eye contact. "I value my space however I was always planning to have permanent company."

He prodded her. "Expectations?" 

"I expect your attentions and at times your undivided energies. I expect to have a continuance of our preceding time together." She said simply.

"Others?" He breathed.

Meredith's eyes flicked up to him. "Who?"

Victor looked up at the ceiling remembering Taris. "To be determined." He offered wonderingly.

Meredith considered and pulled at her hair. "I have not given thought to sharing inside the home. I will not stop sharing of women with you, however I would be...very concerned if it happened away from my presence." Meredith paused for the next set of words to form. "Marriage is an ideal that protects the home from the division resources by outside interests and disease. Historically, multiple marriages, or supplicants were common. While no other sexual contact outside the home would be preferable, condoms would be a minimally acceptable secondary. Marriage wasn't intended so there could be children outside the home."

Behind them, Jan shifted quietly.

"Timeline?" He asked next.

"Your lease is up in four months." Victor's eye jumped but he remember it was public knowledge.

Victor dryly asked. "Any other announcements?"

"Prenuptial contract in effect after the first year." Meredith supplied.

"Division exactly by individual earned value over the period." Victor said remembering her nasty divorce.

Meredith nodded and arched her fingers. "Agreed. No accounts shared."

Victor conceded. "Announcements of the ceremony?"

"Next week if that is all." She finished and stood staring blankly at him.

Victor himself had trained her never to offer a shake until the client did, or it was verbally agreed. Of all her slips, that one would be disastrous.

Victor stepped forward but didn't offer his hand. "I know you don't feel, and likely you don't understand love. But that is what I want between us Meredith. If you can't love me than all this will fail." Victor said and leaned in onto her desk. Jan caught his eye as she stared at them like they were crazy. "Write that down too. Meredith should know she's raising the stakes."

Meredith kept her eyes on him and tried to stay still and aloof and not study what his body was doing as she always did in that way of hers. After a silent minute, he offered a hand. "I mean it Meredith, if this doesn't work then what will we have left?"

She took his hand and the world froze just before Jan jumped into it. She made the hysterical wheezy screams of an excited pre-teen complete with giddy hopping and a huge smile. "We have to celebrate! Oh the girls have been waiting for this forever."

"We can have dinner then." Victor offered. "We have an appointment though and we should've been off already." Hastily he pried off Jan and pulled Meredith from her grip. 

"Tonight we'll celebrate at Chez Alasco, I can't believe this, congratulations!" She waved as they made their way down to the elevators. 

Carmen eyed them quietly as they passed but remained silent. She seemed odd as Victor passed her. She wore comfort clothes that were hardly her style.

"Carmen wears glasses?" He mused.

In the garage, he followed Meredith as she got in her vehicle. On the way up he reviewed with her the purchases already made by the hospital, and the future plans of healthcare group that owned it. As usual, they simply wanted to save money. So far, they had been becoming more profitable. Victor's plan would be to tie the success of the branch to his product and sell them the new model because of the more productivity it would promise.

The plan was for them not to verbally make any of the promises. They didn't want to have a million dollar deal that depended on a fickle sense of personal affability. Either they trusted the company, what it did in the industry, its products, and the numbers put in front of them, or they couldn't make it fit.

The fact that they knew who they were meeting, and the fact that they knew him for years did help the strategy a bit. However, he could still say 'no' despite how unlikely they made that option. Four hours later, they had finished the deal and were on the way back. Meredith called ahead to Jan and they made arrangements to meet at the restaurant.

After a quick stop to feed Simon at Victor's apartment they left. As they drove, Victor caught a glimpse of Taris spying him out the window. He blanched hoping nothing would come of it.

They found Jan at the bar still staring at everything as she tipped back her wine. Victor guessed she had been waiting for a while already. Jan looked frumpish and out of place in a purple button up shirt and a long floral dress. But, anyone with eyes could see her pale Nordic beauty and enormous breasts. The men at the bar were circling like sharks. 

Jan was witless to the attention as she stared around at the walls. As usual, she was gob smacked by the glittery colorful reliefs, sculpted ornaments, and the cozy feeling created by the low lighting. She seemed like a yokel every time she came in.

Chez Alasco was a French/Italian fancy restaurant. Jan enjoyed it and it seemed to be her favorite since she did a birthday party there earlier. To Victor it was a fake high-class restaurant. It was a cheesecake factory redone to appear in the snobby five-star range. It was nice, but it wasn't worth the twenty-dollar drinks, and pretentious atmosphere.

"Hey, Jan." Victor walked up and gave her a hug. "We got a table, come on." Victor said pulling her from the well.

The dinner became a surreal affair. Victor and Meredith ate while Jan imbibed. Since her appetite was ruined by drink, she told them how happy she was the entire dinner. Victor noticed how adoring she was of her 'big sister Meredith'. She seemed to move closer and closer to Meredith until finally they were sharing drinks, and dessert.

He wasn't too surprised when she let slip her picking up lesbianism during college. By the end of dinner, she hung onto Meredith heavily with sleepy eyes and twirled her hair.

Victor listened to the words but watched her wine slosh onto her dress as she spoke. "I think it's time to go."

"Hmm? Ya tonight I'll stay with Mere..." Jan claimed as he moved around the table to lift her.

"I understand." Meredith replied and paid as Victor struggled to raise Jan to her feet. Meredith stayed back and let him maneuver Jan up and out into the parking lot.

As he got her into Meredith's backseat, Jan clung to him and he got in back with her. He lay with her as she cried about social injustices on the way back to Meredith's house. As usual, she parked in the garage and they got Jan out and onto a couch in the nearly dark front room so they could take off her ruined wet clothes. The moonlight came in from the accent windows overhead as they stripped and exposed her pale white body. 

Quietly the dogs came in and watched but kept their distance as Meredith and Victor toiled over Jan. 

"I'm so sorry guys..." Jan apologized. She didn't seem to care the dogs were watching from the shadows, or that Victor was the one pulling down her dress as Meredith held her hand. 

Victor almost chuckled at the worn out polka dot panties she wore, they fit her personality. He could hardly imagine lingerie under the shapeless clothes she wore. Under the panties, her whole crotch was unshaved. Victor looked at the wisps of blond hair peeking out along her thighs incredulously.

Next to him, Meredith took off her jacket and unbuttoned her shirt as she watched him strip Jan. Pulling her blouse off, she was ambushed as Jan suddenly pulled her down in a kiss. Behind them, Drei whined quietly as Meredith pulled away Jan's hands and took control of the kiss. Victor watched as she got on top of her friend and coworker and tore the rest of her clothes off. She left her panties on as she held her co-worker down. 

Jan still tried to cling to her as she cried. Meredith stepped back and quieted her by stripping herself down. She revealed in the half-lit room her perfectly sculpted full figured dusky body. Jan seemed happy to see Meredith reveal herself for her. Victor moved over to the sofa as Meredith again climbed over Jan in only her black demi-cup bra. She knelt high over Jan and looked over at Victor like a conquistador claiming new lands. The two contrasted deliciously as the relatively hard bodied dark haired bronze skinned Meredith explored Jan's padded pale fair haired body like a surveyor appraising her domain. 

Jan wriggled under her as Meredith bounced her breasts against each other. Her huge pale globes raised high off her chest. She seemed like a perverted caricature, her breasts were much larger than her head. Her aureoles were so pale they were indistinct and only the large nub of her nipple was noticeable. They sagged but frankly, they looked completely natural for their gigantic size. Meredith was a double E but her pendulous orbs seemed quite ordinary compared to the pillows Jan was hidden under. 

Meredith moved forward and Jan ecstatically wriggled lower so that Meredith's pussy was brought over her face. She dived into it without being told and munched merrily. Victor watched until Meredith leaned down onto the couch arm to steady herself. Her holes were exposed as Jan attacked the sensitive clit Meredith pushed down into her. 

Like a spider, he crept over to them careful not to interrupt. Meredith looked back at him quickly but was distracted. He straddled Jan's chest as he got over her. Her warm breasts were felt for the first time. Victor couldn't help but play with them. Bouncing them together and tugging her huge pale nipples, he was brought back into the sex by Meredith climaxing and pushing his ass back into him. Like a catcher, he pulled down her hips and slid his cock into her pussy in one smooth move. She moaned and froze for a second before undulating. Below them, Jan's hands and lips did everything they could to keep her attention.

For several minutes, they fucked at a relaxed comfortable pace and moved back up over Jan's body. Victor felt her padded breasts cup his balls as they bounced between his thighs. He felt her scoot down and then felt her tongue on them as she desperately tried to help Meredith along. The sensation was too much and Victor came deep inside Meredith and let her pussy drip on Jan as he pulled back his cock.

She flinched and cursed but after discovering the taste, she jumped into Meredith even deeper. Like a starving child she pulled Meredith back onto her mouth and made her pour out the nectar Victor left there. After several minutes, she turned to Victor's cock and inexpertly sucked him as she single-mindedly went after more of their shared essences. Meredith rose off the couch to watch, her head was cocked as she witnessed a new obsession of her friend.

"This was the taste." Jan bemoaned. "I always liked it... This means even she was cheating on me..."

Victor watched her but couldn't follow what she was babbling about. After a minute, Meredith reached in and tugged Jan away and off the couch. Her hips had been rising rhythmically and Meredith noted a wet spot on her panties from an unfulfilled need as the blonde discovered the taste of a man's cum. Meredith marched her upstairs to the bedroom and threw her down like a prisoner. As Victor got in the room and closed the door, Meredith had came back to the bed with a gigantic dildo.

Meredith was direct and authoritative as she rolled and wrestled Jan onto her breasts and stomach. She pulled down her panties and slid the dildo across her. Victor got hard again and negotiated a position behind Meredith as she caressed and opened Jan. She licked on both of Jan's untrimmed holes as she continued to push the dildo. She wriggled the tip around searching for entrance. The phallus finally found safe harbor and Jan wheezed as Meredith forced her ass open with it. 

Her cheeks clenched and Meredith hissed and slapped her ass until she released. She whimpered and relaxed only to clench up again as the next inch went in. Victor reached around from behind Meredith and started fingering Jan's hairy pussy. Under the attentions of the two, her body opened up to relax slowly. Their bodies gave off a variety of scents. Meredith's Chanel worked hard, but it was covered by the smells of arousal and sweat. The bedroom reeked of sex already, but Jan's scent was new and therefore particularly noticeable to them.

Lazily, Victor fucked Meredith in the sweltering room. He kept his movements slow and Meredith undulated against him for more friction a they set about the task of relaxing and opening up Jan as she whimpered, simpered, and mewled before finally just climaxing. After regaining herself, she pushed herself back harder onto Meredith's invasive phallus and Victor's plundering fingers.

Satisfied her pet sister could take him, Meredith suddenly tossed away the dildo, scooted off Victor's cock, sat on Jan's back, and turned back to Victor spreading her cheeks. Numbly, he moved up into Jan's saddle, as Meredith so obviously wanted. He slid his cock around and centered on Jan's asshole, and pushed. Her relaxed muscles opened but he was bigger than her recent occupant was.

Meredith ground her pussy into Jan's back and got more and more excited kissing him as he pushed into Jan's ass. The blonde huffed, wheezed, and arched herself under them slightly as she was taken. The heat in the room built where the three bodies converged. Meredith scooted back and raised Jan's face with both hands. As Victor slid into her all the way, she dropped her head down over her and bit Jan's cheekbone savagely. The move prompted Victor to move forward and bite her back near the shoulder blade. Under them, Jan wriggled slightly in shock and confusion as they held her between them. 

Meredith kept her grip, fumbled for Jan's clit, and stroked her as Victor built up his rhythm behind them. For several minutes, Jan couldn't move and it wasn't till several more minutes later, when she came that they released her and let her drop. Meredith moved back behind Victor and like a four-armed sex beast, they stroked her sweating body as they took her deepest place.

As Victor gave her short deep thrusts as he neared completion, Meredith came to her, kissed her sister, and stroked her caressingly. He marked her insides with his burning load. He pulled away and Meredith crawled over the passive Jan and feasted on the creampie.

He watched over them with some odd sense of reverence as she fed on her and Jan lay still with heavy lidded eyes as they used her. When Meredith finished cleaning her sister, she curled up and they spooned with Jan in the middle. The tall blonde was curled in between them, her long limbs tangled over Victor as Meredith embraced her and stroked her neck and back. Victor couldn't help but watch them as Meredith soothed her sorority sister like a child and cooed into her ear. Jan looked completely at peace in her arms.

He fell asleep peacefully and dreamed of soft hills and warm soft happy women running up and hugging him.

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