The CEO and the Student Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – The CEO and the Student Pt. 02 by LadyFAuthor,LadyFAuthor
A note from Lady: This is part 2 of The CEO and the Student. I hope you like the continued story of Thorin and Margaret. ~Lady xoxoxo

The CEO and the Student Part 2

Margaret

I came awake slowly. I had slept well and started to stretch, realizing that I was half laying on top of a very warm, hard, chest. My eyes popped open and I took a deep breath when memories from last night came flying through my mind. I laid still so I wouldn’t disturb Thorin while my brain caught up on processing everything I experienced last night. I wasn’t ready to face him and talk…I needed a little bit to sift through everything in my brain before I could really move forward.

Yesterday was a whirlwind. Meeting Thorin, our great banter and connection, a private lunch, basically getting to know each other and having an investment meeting, and then a bottle of champagne and a couple of rounds of really great sex. The soreness between my legs proved that wasn’t a dream.

I wanted to feel bad for keeping my virginity for 21 years only to give it up to a man I quite literally just met…but I don’t feel bad. I feel great. My womanhood was sore but not in a terrible way, but in a “had really good sex” kind of way. I mean…I had nothing to compare it to, but it was actually amazing and he was really caring. I suppose that comes from his experience.

After my brain processed through the events yesterday, it hit me that we had not used any kind of protection last night. We hadn’t talked about it and I hadn’t even thought about it. I remembered telling Thorin that I wasn’t on birth control when we had kind of a candid talk at lunch. I remembered that he tried to tell me something after I had said that but I put my fingers over his lips and didn’t let him talk so I was unsure of what he was going to tell me. I’m going to have to go to the pharmacy this morning and get a morning after pill. I felt like I needed to do that right now.

I sat up in bed and Thorin opened his eyes and smiled at me with a sleepy expression and rubbed his eyes. “Hey Beautiful,” he said and grabbed me and tugged me back down to his chest where he gently gave me a lingering kiss.

As much as I liked the kiss, I had an agenda that would not be moved. “Thorin,” I said quietly, “I need to go to the pharmacy.”

Thorin released me and sat up. He looked really concerned. “Are you hurt, Margaret? Was I too rough with you?” He asked quietly, “What do you need?”

I looked into his face and kind of quietly said, “I need a morning after pill. We didn’t use protection last night.” My face was beet red but it was an important conversation.

“Oh,” Thorin looked relieved. “Baby, I tried to tell you this at lunch yesterday but we got derailed somehow.” He pulled me close in his arms and said, “I’m sterile.”

I looked up into his face. “You’re sterile?” I dumbly repeated what he said in a question. I was very surprised.

He was genuine with his explanation. He knew I wanted to know why but my manners wouldn’t let me ask. “When I was 28, I had purchased the majority shares of Declan Industries and had just been voted in as the CEO by the board of directors.”

He kept his arms around me and held me close while he spoke. “I was young and just making my way. I had a startup I wanted to launch at the same time and my position was precarious as I pulled Declan Industries back into profitability while trying to get my startup to float.”

I let him hold me and I watched his face and listened intently to him. I had a feeling he was letting me into something very private and I wanted to be respectful of him sharing that with me. I played with his chest hair absent-mindedly with my fingers while he talked.

“I had a long-term girlfriend. I cared about her a great deal but she was really insistent that she wanted to have a baby. I told her that I didn’t want to but she wouldn’t drop it and I just said no and then ignored her about it.”

He swiped his hand through his hair so I knew he was a little uncomfortable telling me this. “A few months down the road and she had asked me to get a brochure out of her purse for a play she wanted to go see and I knocked her purse over by accident and her birth control pod thing fell out and I picked it up.”

He looked up to my eyes, “It was laying back side up so you can see where you push the pills through and it was full. I don’t know why I even flipped it over and looked inside, but no pills were missing. She hadn’t been taking them.”

I was getting it. She had quit taking her birth control behind his back. I’m sure I had a knowing look in my eyes as I nodded to him encouragingly.

“Instead of saying anything to her, I made all kinds of excuses to stay away from her and I worked late until her period started so I knew she wasn’t pregnant. Then I broke up with her and had a vasectomy so I would not have to deal with that again. I have no idea how long she had been off them but I think I was very lucky she didn’t get pregnant.” He looked at me like he didn’t know how I was going to react to that.

“Well,” I looked up into his face, “I am really happy I don’t need a morning after pill.”

He chuckled a little bit and rubbed his big hand down his face and over his scruffy, shadowed jaw. I had caught him off-guard with my bald statement and I chuckled too. I studied his face curiously though for a minute.

He grinned a bit, “What?”

“So you don’t want children at all? Ever?” I went ahead and asked.

It was a valid question. The fact he literally had a vasectomy in his 20s didn’t bother me at all. He knew what he wanted and he took care of it himself. This made sense to me and the kind of decision-making titan he is that made him the most famous CEO in the country.

He considered me for a moment before answering. “A vasectomy is easy to have reversed and I always assumed I would have a family someday. I guess I just haven’t found someone that I wanted to have a family with.”

His steely gray eyes met my blue ones. “I wasn’t lying when I said you are the first woman that has interested me in years.”

“Why is that though, Thorin?” I asked sincerely. “I mean…I’m just some girl that came to one of your conferences.”

Thorin smirked at me. “The fact that you don’t understand what kind of package you are just makes you that much more appealing.”

He slid his hand into my hair and tugged my head back, exposing my throat while he pulled the covers down and left me naked to the waist. Hovering his lips over my throat, he began kissing down my jaw and neck.

He whispered against my skin. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. You are a bona fide genius. An expert software engineer. A lady with manners and grace. My business protege…” He pulled back and looked into my eyes as he said, “and you are a damn good time.”

I laughed openly at the amusement in his eyes as he said this stuff to me. Thorin really did sweep me off my feet yesterday. I am just going to let him keep doing it.

He grinned and descended on my lips with a kiss that ignited that ache in my core and I moaned softly and sucked in my breath as I felt his fingers pluck at my nipples and reach down to gently probe the growing wetness between my thighs.

Thorin pulled back and looked intensely into my eyes while he slowly pressed his 2 fingers into my hot sheath. “Now that I have your first kiss and your innocence…” He worked my g spot deeply while he softly spoke in a rough tone, “I will have your heart too, Margaret.”

Gathering my arousal on his fingers, he swirled it around my bud of pleasure before deeply thrusting them back inside me and making me moan. I forgot about the soreness and focused on his fingers working in my womanhood and his hot, wet mouth that was back to sucking my nipples and making me arch my back and buck my hips under the feelings rushing through me.

I felt his heavy, stiff cock against my thigh and I could feel his own arousal dripping from his head and smearing against the outside of my leg. I wanted that inside me so bad. My pussy just ached for it.

Thorin was moaning against my skin every time he thrust his fingers into my wetness and he was breathing heavily. It made me so much hotter that he wanted me so much. It was a heady feeling that I was the object of his desire.

Thorin

I could feel her hot, wet, inner muscles squeezing around my fingers and I wanted her around my cock. She was an aphrodisiac to me and I was addicted to her. I wanted her so badly that my dick was leaking cum onto her leg I was so turned on.

I sat up straight with my back against the oversize padded headboard. Reaching over I grabbed her arms and gently guided her up onto her knees. “Come here, baby. Ride me.” I softly instructed her.

She bit her lip and looked up into my eyes and I could see she was a little uncertain but submitted to my wants. I grabbed her thigh and pulled her across my lap straddling me and I looked down and groaned. My manhood jerked with need when I saw her small, gorgeous pussy. I wanted to lick it, ram my cock in it, and have my fingers in it all at once. I took a deep breath to still the heavy desire in my body.

I easily lifted her thighs and watched as my thick rod separated her womanly lips and slid up into her little, curvy body. It was incredibly sexy to see her impaled slowly on my manhood. I lifted her up and slid her back on and made sure her wetness was all over me so there was no friction to hurt or tear at her tender skin. My cock hardened even more when she softly cried out when I bottomed out inside her.

Her eyes looked at me clouded with passion and need. The desire was written all over her face and I grabbed her waist and pulled her down so the head of my cock was pushed right up against her womb. She was breathing quickly and I could see the pain registering in her eyes. I was immediately remorseful and let go of her, “sorry baby, I don’t want to hurt you.” But she sunk herself back down on my cock and whispered, “no Thorin, I like it.”and she moaned wantonly. I squeezed my eyes closed for a moment to get past the intense shot of desire that went through me at her reaction.

She splayed her hands on my hard chest and her nails dug in when I gripped her hips and showed her what to do. She was small and her thighs were barely long enough to touch the bed on either side of my hips so she really got into the bounce on each thrust.

After a minute she picked up a rhythm and I was at her mercy while she rode my hard cock with abandon. It felt amazing and her young, round tits were bouncing in my face so I grabbed them and sucked and licked her nipples back and forth as she rode me as hard as she could. She was crying out each time she came down and I filled her completely and as her muscles clenched down on me, I could feel my climax rise in my body.

She was becoming uncoordinated and trembling and I knew she was close…so I grabbed her hips with my hands and I took over thrusting up into her sweet honey pot from the bottom. She cried out at each thrust and as I felt my cock swell bigger and thicker as my peak hovered, I pulled her down so I was stretching against her womb and I leaned forward and took her mouth to capture her scream as she came all over my swollen, aching rod.

As soon as I felt her muscles clamping down on me in that beautiful rhythm as her climax ripped through her, her body pulled me over the edge and I released my cum violently inside her until I was spent. I held her close to my chest and wrapped my arms around her tightly as we trembled with the intensity of our lovemaking.

We sat there holding each other for a long time with my soft manhood still inside her while she leaned against my chest until our breathing returned to normal. I kissed her head and stroked her hair while I held her.

She lifted herself and looked into my face and said, “I’m hungry.”

I started laughing and she grinned too. I combed my fingers through her crazy, wavy strands. “French pastries?”

“And coffee.” she said seriously.

I laughed again. “And coffee.” I hadn’t laughed as much in 6 months as I had since meeting her yesterday.

“And bacon.”

I threw my head back and roared with laughter. I slapped her on the ass with a loud smack and she squealed and rubbed her butt while I laughed.

“Come on, girl. French pastries and coffee and bacon wait for no one! Not even Declan Industries CEO.” Snatching her off the bed, I carried her into the shower for a quick scrub.

~~~~~~~~~~

After all our morning shenanigans, it was only 9AM when we got to the french cafe. After eating together and getting coffee to go, we walked along the center city streets chatting.

“I am set to fly back into San Francisco tonight.” I said reluctantly.

Margaret glanced at me with an expression I didn’t recognize. She didn’t look surprised. I was catching on that this woman held her cards very close. I reached out and took her hand and twined my fingers with hers while we walked. I had never held a woman’s hand before in my life, actually, but the impulse had felt natural and I hope that I was doing it right. I mean, I had escorted women at events and on dates, but I never walked around holding a woman’s hand for pleasure.

She was a little stiff at first but relaxed after a couple minutes. I bet she had never held anyone’s hand before either.

“Back to the office in the morning?” she asked.

“I need to check in, talk to my assistant, and review some metrics but I can move my schedule around a lot over the next couple weeks.” I led her over to a bench overlooking Philly’s central city to sit down and I turned toward her so I could talk to her seriously.

Margaret smiled at me, “That’s great that you will have some down time for relaxing.”

I grinned at her words. She was making polite small talk like she was taught like a good girl and I was trying to ask her to fly to California with me for a couple weeks. Chuckling at myself, I said, “I want you to fly back with me, Margaret.”

She looked up at me a little blankly. “You want me to do what?”

I squeezed her hand. “It’s a whole month before your baccalaureate and graduation and your classes are over.”

I leaned close to her and I tried to show her I was earnest. “I want you to come stay with me for the next 2 or 3 weeks. Let’s spend time together. You’ll come to my company and see how it’s ran. We will start working on launching your SaaS project. We will fly Jack out for a couple days to talk about his health and wellness business and we will show him a good time.”

She was looking at me like a deer in headlights. “Thorin, I want to spend time with you but California is a long way from Pennsylvania and 2 or 3 weeks is a long time to be in a strange place with absolutely nothing familiar.”

She pulled her hand from mine and I started to get disappointed as I felt a rejection coming as she took a sip of her coffee and then said, “Thorin, I have a mild form of autism. I’m extremely high-functioning.” She looked up into my eyes. “I know we have a remarkable connection and you have entirely swept me off my feet…but did you not wonder why I live with my male cousin and I had never been on a date at 21?”

She glanced at the sidewalk while taking another drink of her coffee. “I was a late bloomer and I do spend most of my time behind a computer. While I have been properly instilled with good social manners and I haven’t had serious issues with anxiety since high school…that long in California with just you as my only connection…that far from home, that’s overwhelming to me. Especially with your public lifestyle.”

I looked at her face and processed everything she just said pretty quickly. I hadn’t realized it and just took her as being a bit on the direct side, but it makes sense now with everything I know about Margaret, that she’s on the spectrum. On the low end for sure, but still on it.

I somewhat ignored her comments about autism. I didn’t care about that. I had read several studies that linked autism and increased academic and scientific potential and she certainly fell into that hypothesis. I cared how she felt and about her well-being but I didn’t care that she had autism.

I smiled at her genuinely. “I wouldn’t hold you prisoner, Margaret. If you need to come back sooner, I am okay with that but I want to show you my life and introduce you to it. I am not ready to go back to Silicon Valley without you, but I do have a business to keep tabs on and we have a new project to work on. If you need a break from being social or from an event, we will just take a break. I will champion you.” I laughed. “I’m the CEO…and I will make the rules.”

I put my hand on her knee and squeezed her leg. “What do you say?”

She took a deep breath and I could see her brain working behind those big blue eyes.

Margaret

He was good. I think he had me. I was going to go to California with him. If it sucked, I just wouldn’t go back. I trusted Thorin, though. I barely knew him but I was going to spend weeks with him at his house in California. I had money and if I wanted to go home, I could just book a flight and go, but it wasn’t really about that was it? It was about the anxiety. New place. New people. New situations. Dealing with all the feelings that went with it.

I took a sip of my coffee and looked into Thorin’s face and how hopeful he was looking at me. I don’t know how this happened. I got ready for a seminar yesterday and this man charmed my pants right off. I swiped away my long, sun-kissed waves blowing in my face. If I am this comfortable with Thorin, how could I not trust him to make sure I am comfortable among his friends and colleagues? I guess we will find out. Time to get out of my comfort zone.

“Okay, you got me. I trust you. I don’t know what is happening between us but I don’t want to let you go yet.” I put my hand over his on my knee and he turned his hand over and threaded his fingers through mine. He was beaming at me and I chuckled and smiled back.

“I can tell you what is happening, Margaret.” He leaned over and kissed me sweetly and thoroughly and then whispered a couple of inches from my face, “It’s love…you just don’t know it yet.” and then he stood and pulled me to my feet and we started back down the path.

“It is…is it?” I had a smile in my voice. This was a very personal conversation but I didn’t feel super uncomfortable with it. Thorin put me at ease. I was able to talk to him openly where I found myself unable to with other people. I enjoyed my privacy and keeping my distance but I didn’t want to keep Thorin Blackhill at a distance.

I stopped suddenly and pulled him to a stop. “What are we doing, Thorin?” I laughed out loud. “We just met yesterday.”

He laughed too and pulled my arm to start me walking again. “Don’t get hung up on it, Margaret. I hate to bring up our age gap but I’d like you to trust me on this.” He was walking backwards, pulling me down the path while I slowly complied trying to drink my coffee and smiling. “Let’s just spend time together and see what happens. It’s okay that it’s fast.”

I heaved a big sigh and fell into step beside him again as he turned and we walked back toward his Tesla. I just assigned myself to take the next couple weeks as they come. If nothing else, I would feel my comfort zone pushed and have new experiences.

Thorin pulled into my driveway and came inside with me.

Adam was half-laying on the couch eating tortilla chips out of the bag and had a bowl of hummus on his lap. I wrinkled my nose at him.

“Adam, this is my friend, Thorin Blackhill-,”

Adam scrambled up from the couch and dumped the bowl of hummus on the coffee table and he brushed the crumbs from his t-shirt as he hurried over to the entryway. “I know who he is.”

Adam straightened and held his hand out to Thorin. “Adam Mitchell, Mr. Blackhill.”

Thorin gave him a strong handshake and then wrapped one arm around my shoulders. “Call me, Thorin, please. Good to meet you, Adam.” Thorin glanced down at me and smiled. “Margaret has told me that you have been housemates for 4 years.”

I was internally laughing. Adam was acting like he wasn’t a goofy business nerd and pickleball buff. Adam turned and looked at me. He walked over to the couch and picked up his tortilla chip bag and started rolling the bag down to put it away and he asked, “Did you not come home last night?”

I smiled a little bit and Adam looked from me to Thorin…to Thorin’s arm around me…and back to me and his eyes got really big. “Where have you been?”

I chuckled and said, “I’ve been with, Thorin. I am glad you’re here, Adam. I’m going to California with Thorin for a couple weeks until it’s time for graduation. I’m going to fly out tonight.”

Adam’s mouth fell open and he dropped his chip bag on the floor. Glancing down at what he had done, he reached over and swiped it back up and reddened a little bit. “Oh…Kay. What are you going to tell Aunt Mary?”

“I am going to text Mom and tell her that I can’t come to the 17 parties she has scheduled over the next 4 weeks because I am going to Silicon Valley to visit Thorin and check out his company.” I was grinning widely. This was fun. I looked up at Thorin and he was thoroughly enjoying the show too and smirking.

Thorin looked down at me and dropped a kiss on my lips and Adam made a little strangled gasping noise across the room and Thorin smiled broadly and almost didn’t contain his chuckle. He glanced at Adam and then looked back at me and said, “I can’t wait to introduce my executives to my girlfriend. I need to be at the airport at 4. Can I pick you up at 3?”

I nodded my approval and Thorin looked up at Adam and said, “Good to meet you, Adam. Maybe you can fly out sometime and I will show you around Declan Industries.”

Adam nodded with an excited look on his face, “Thank you, sir.”

I grinned and walked Thorin to the door and gave him a little wave and closed it behind him. I leaned against the door and pressed my hands to my cheeks and took a deep breath. Now that I had some space from Thorin, I had no idea how the last 24 hours had happened but my life was changed forever.

Adam walked over to me, “How did you do that?”

I looked up in his face and laughed. “I don’t know, it just happened.”

Adam grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the couch and pushed me down and he sat beside me. “Tell me everything.” He propped his hands on his cheeks like he was going to absorb every detail. This situation was so funny. Adam was a jock and liked to drink beer and eat chips and he was acting like we were in grade school.

“I got to the seminar late and he saw me grab the last seat. During the first bathroom/coffee break he came and introduced himself to me and I thought he was going to get onto me for being late but instead he wanted to move me closer to the front.”

“Ha, ha! He thought you were hot! Go Margaret! You are pretty hot now.”

“Eww, Adam!” He was so annoying sometimes.

He laughed. “Hey, all my friends think you’re hot, Maggie!” He was guffawing and I sighed in long-suffering annoyance.

“Don’t call me that! Do you want to know the rest or not?” I said testily.

He sat up like a good boy and turned his ears back on and looked at me expectantly.

“He invited me to lunch and we had a private room at Kyoto Fusion.”

Adam let out a low whistle. “That is an EXPENSIVE restaurant.”

I shook my head in agreement. “Yes, I know, and it was amazing.”

I didn’t know if I should tell him or not about the rest but I did. He was my cousin and my best friend even if he was a loud, drunken, chip-eating enthusiast. “He kissed me at lunch.”

Adam’s mouth dropped open. “Oh my gosh, he wanted to get some young ass! That sack of shit!”

I was taken aback at Adam’s reaction. “Um, he is very attracted to me but I am also very attracted to him.”

“I ended up telling him about my software and what I wanted to do with it. He asked me if he could review it. I said yes and we made plans for that. I ended up on his lap with him kissing my socks off.”

Adam was slack-jawed. “Had you ever even kissed anyone before?”

I shook my head no. “Did you tell him that?”

I shook my head yes.

“So what next?” Adam prompted me.

“We finished out the lecture after lunch. He brought me home and I changed and got my laptop and he picked me up and we went back to his hotel for takeout and to look at my software.”

“Uh huh,” Adam wanted to hear more.

“We had cheesesteaks and he reviewed my software and wants to invest in it and help me launch the company.”

“No way!” Adam was blown away. “What did you say?”

“I said yes.” I looked at Adam honestly, “I could not ask for a better or more experienced mentor…I couldn’t refuse.”

“Did you have sex with him?” he asked quietly.

“Yup.” I smirked a little bit.

“Did you use protection?”

“He’s sterile. He had a vasectomy years ago.”

“Margaret!” Adam was aghast. “That’s a sign of a man whore!”

I was laughing with almost tears coming down now.

“Was he good?” Adam asked quietly.

I grabbed up a pillow and smacked Adam right in the face with it and he yelped and exclaimed, “What?!”

I was bright red and so embarrassed but I got up and started walking to my room for a shower and to pack, but not before I looked at Adam and said, “It was so good that I’m going to California with him for 2 or 3 weeks and he’s going to introduce me as his girlfriend!” and I ran into my room and threw myself down on the bed as I thought through everything in excitement that was happening.

I didn’t care that it was fast. My life was beginning and I was so excited for the future.

Adam yelled from the living room, “Does he have any hot nieces?!”

I laughed so hard it took me a couple of minutes with my face in the pillow before I could gather my thoughts.

Thorin

It took me very little time to get back to the hotel, shower and change, and pack up the little I had brought with me to Philly. I hoped 3 hours was enough time for Margaret to pack and get ready to go. Her mother was a socialite and her father was a big business owner so I had no doubt she would know what to properly pack and I will take her shopping in San Francisco for the couple of big formal events we would go to. I hope we get a lot of downtime together though. I could take her to Lake Tahoe over one weekend…among other things.

I had been really worried she wouldn’t come after getting in her own head but now that she had agreed…I wasn’t ever letting her go. I really didn’t even want to leave her while she prepared for the trip, but I had to pack my own stuff.

I took the opportunity to get ahold of the airport and canceled my 1st class ticket and chartered a private flight. They had a Gulfstream G8000 available and I ordered it. This was a 6 hour flight at best and a 9 hour flight if the wind sucked and the runways were full so the G8000 had a full bedroom and bathroom and separate quarters for the crew so Margaret and I could have privacy. I was going to turn this flight into an event. I ordered onboard unlimited Wi-Fi for streaming and ordered a meal and popcorn and drinks. We may as well make it fun.

I wished I had enough time to have my private jet flown in but it would be too late by the time it arrived. I loved my personal jet but this would do.

I ran back down to center city before picking her up and grabbed some flowers. It was a small bouquet of mini white roses and white jasmine and it smelled heavenly. I hope she liked it because it reminded me of her. Fresh and lovely. I also called my housekeeper and had her order a deep clean of the house before I got home and had her order a set of luxury bath and cosmetic products for Margaret. I wanted her to be comfortable in my home and have everything she needs. Last thing was some essential groceries. A variety of drinks, bacon and gourmet coffee, and fresh foods to fill my fridge. I wasn’t much of a cook and my fridge was always empty.

I felt kind of nervous picking her up because this trip was a real test of compatibility. I was excited for it but also nervous because I really wanted this to work. I had dated a lot of women over the years just because I needed dates to events and to satisfy my sexual needs with a safe, monogamous partner. The only long-term girlfriend I had that I seriously considered a possible wife in the future was Alyssa and that was over as soon as she tried to pregnancy trap me. Still, I don’t know if it was love. I cared for her a lot but I had never had this kind of overwhelming urge to be with someone all the time before.

I wanted to be close to Margaret from the moment I saw her. I like to have conversations with her. I like it when she giggles. She makes me laugh. I struggle not to be touching and kissing her constantly when we are together. I never felt like that with any woman in my entire life. I overwhelmingly and possessively want Margaret. I want to be with her right now and I just dropped her off a couple of hours ago. I’m obsessed with her. It must be love and I’m going to make her fall for me too. I grab my flowers from the passenger seat and head to the front door.

I rang the bell and Margaret came and let me in. Adam was gone to class since he was enrolled for his Masters and still working on that program. I pulled my small bouquet from behind my back and presented them to Margaret and she smiled so big and leaned up on her tip-toe for a kiss. I bent down to oblige her and pulled her in for a passionate kiss that had her slipping her hand beneath my t-shirt up my back and it lit my fire and I reached down and caressed her gorgeous round butt that was covered in a pair of sky blue lululemon leggings.

She moaned softly into my mouth and I picked her up and sat her on the edge of the kitchen counter and kissed her with all my skill until she was pliable under my hands. I squeezed her butt with both hands and groaned in irritation that we had to get to the airport. Margaret pulled back and giggled and tucked her face in my neck and squeezed me in a bear hug. I laughed and snatched her off the counter and landed her back on her feet.

I sucked my breath in when I took a step back and looked at her because she was wearing a halter tank top that matched her leggings and had a plunging neckline where I could appreciate her delicious, tanned cleavage. The color brought out her big blue eyes and she had her hair braided loosely over one shoulder. She looked so good that my mouth was dry. I needed a distraction.

She held her little bouquet to her nose and smelled them and moaned from the jasmine. “Thank you, Thorin, I love the smell of jasmine!”

I grinned that the flowers were a win. It helped me realize I knew her a little better than I thought. “Okay baby, where’s your luggage? Let’s load up.”

“Around the corner in the nook by the door.”

“Gotcha”. I turned around and grabbed her larger suitcase and her little carry-on while she carried her laptop backpack. “Is this everything?”

“Yes, I don’t need a ton. If it wasn’t 2-3 weeks I would have just brought my backpack and my carry-on.” She assured me laughing a bit.

I smiled and tossed her bags in the backseat of the Tesla. Her luggage was a classic set of Samsonite luggage in hot pink. It was quality and durable and BRIGHT. Laughing to myself, I even know why she ordered hot pink luggage. I knew how her brain worked. She ordered hot pink luggage because it would stand out. Easy to see and hard to lose.

Margaret heard me chuckle. “Are you laughing at my girly pink luggage?” She smiled at me.

“Not at all, baby…we couldn’t lose your luggage if we tried.” I laughed and she slapped at my shoulder affectionately.

“See? You understand that one must have very bright luggage.” She looked in the backseat and saw my black checkered Luis Vuitton suitcase, carry-on, and suit bag. Margaret giggled at my boring luggage and said, “your luggage is very fancy…BUT mine won’t get lost.”

Fastening her seatbelt, we headed toward the airport. I pulled into the rental car garage and turned in the Tesla and we headed upstairs with our bags to wait to board our flight.

“We have a little bit, baby, and I have an Advantage Executive Platinum membership, want to see the American Airlines Flagship VIP Lounge?”

I glanced over at her and she looked down at her clothes.

Looking back up at me, she said, “I don’t know if this is lounge appropriate, Thorin.”

I laughed out loud, “Come on, baby, there will be people in here dressed like hobos. Let’s go have some drinks while we wait for our flight.”

She giggled and I grabbed her hand and pulled her along. We entered the lounge and there was a great bar and I ordered her a drink and myself.

Laying her little bunch of flowers down and taking her cocktail, she sighed when she took a sip. “This is so good!”

“Are you a nervous flyer?” I wondered out loud.

“I am generally nervous about many things and flying is no different. There’s a lot of germs in the cabin of a plane.” But she laughed when she said it and made me smile too.

“You are a germaphobe,” I laughed because it seems like I should have known that because it is SO Margaret.

I ordered some gourmet appetizers and we had a couple more drinks before our flight was called. Margaret was a little tipsy but that was fine, especially since it was just the two of us.

I pulled her toward the Fixed Base Operator terminal and we scanned straight through security and boarded our plane. I left our luggage with the private crew. I was super happy with the G8000 jet. It was big and the crew’s space was fully separate from ours and we had call buttons and intercoms for assistance. The bedroom was freshly made up and the bathroom had a little shower.

Margaret stopped inside the cabin of the plane and looked at me confused. “Are we flying private?”

“Yes, baby. I wanted it to be just us for a 6 plus hour flight and spend time together.”

“This jet is huge, Thorin, is it yours?” She was so direct all the time and it made me laugh.

“No, I chartered it for us. I do have a private jet but I didn’t have time to fly it in to Philly so we could use it. I had elite business class on a commercial flight but I wanted us to have space.”

Margaret looked a bit bowled over. She grew up rich but I am guessing they didn’t have their own jet. I laughed to myself. I think she is going to have a big surprise in how I live in California.

“Let’s go strap in and get in the air, then I will show you around.” I smiled at her indulgently.

We chose a soft, white leather loveseat and strapped in beside each other. A flight attendant came and stowed our luggage by placing it in a designated compartment that we could get into after we were in the air and stable. They looked curiously at the flowers in Margaret’s lap. I thought it was cute the way she has hung onto them. I knew I was the first man to bring her flowers.

I relaxed into the comfortable seat but Margaret was pretty tense beside me so I pulled her over against my chest and put my arms around her. You can’t do that on a commercial flight. She didn’t resist and while she smiled at me, it was a bit tight and I knew she wanted to look more at ease for me. I didn’t mind her nervousness. It would all be much smoother after a couple days together. I couldn’t believe she was coming to my home for a couple of weeks or more. I was thrilled about it.

“How you doing, baby?” I asked her. I rubbed one hand over my scruffy, shadowed jaw.

“I’m good.” She smiled a little easier after I wrapped her in my arms.

The stewardess came over to tell us we were taking off and she went to buckle herself in. Margaret laid her head on my shoulder and I held her as we climbed to a cruising altitude and stabilized at around 40,000 feet. Once we could unbuckle, the stewardess came and asked us if we needed anything and I ordered a bottle of champagne for us.

Pulling Margaret from the seat, I wanted to show her around the plane. I showed her how the convertible business desks worked, the hidden tv that popped up from a cabinet, and a full bedroom and small bathroom.

“Wow,” her eyes were round at her tour of the small plane. “You could live in here. My dad used to fly private for his business and we would fly private for family vacations but there were enough of us that we filled a whole plane when he chartered it…he didn’t fly private for just a couple of us…and they were not G8000 jets.” She laughed as she looked into my face.

“My private plane is similar to this but much smaller. Get used to it baby. You are only going to have the best with me.” She squeezed my hand tightly and I felt really appreciated. Who needed words? Being with her made me feel like a million bucks.

I even showed her the crew quarters and the cockpit. The pilots grinned at her and looked her over and I possessively wrapped my big hand around her partially bare stomach to mark my territory and the smiles faltered from their faces. Margaret was living her best life as usual and had no idea she was being ogled by the pilots. I chuckled under my breath at her total lack of awareness.

We returned to our seats and the stewardess handed us our glasses of champagne and it was delicious. Margaret laid her flowers down, kicked her shoes off and slung her legs over mine and we sat together talking for a while and enjoying our champagne. I was running my hand up and down her leg from knee to thigh while we chatted about nothing and I was going a little higher and a little higher each time and I could see the color rising in her face and see her breath quickening. Her nipples were hard and begging for my tongue through her top. My cock had stiffened painfully while watching her become aroused. The champagne had done it’s job and relaxed her nerves.

I was turning her on, I could tell.

Margaret

He was turning me on and he knew it. Thorin was watching me carefully as he stroked my leg from knee to thigh and higher and higher at each stroke. Having his big hands on me was a major turn on and as I watched his fingers climb higher on my thigh, I wanted his fingers to reach my womanhood and massage it because I ached to be touched from his teasing. My built-in bra tank top was doing nothing to hide my rigid nipples calling to Thorin through my top, begging to be sucked.

I had forgotten about the flight and was focused on Thorin and the way he was looking at me…like I was the best thing in the whole wide world. He was breathing heavily and leaned in to take my lips in a passionate kiss. A kiss meant to make me melt, and it worked. I was relaxed and so turned on that I could feel the hot arousal between my legs.

One of Thorin’s hands gripped my waist and the other reached out and claimed my breast and thumbed over my nipple and sent pleasure waves straight to my womanhood. I moaned softly and urgently. I wanted Thorin badly.

“Thorin, I want you.” I moaned out in his ear as he had leaned to kiss my neck.

He growled in his throat. “You can have me, anytime you want.”

Standing up, Thorin grabbed me bridal style from the seat and carried me into the private bedroom and shut the door.

Standing me up for a moment, he pushed me against the door and grabbed my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist. My breathing was out of control and he grabbed my braid and pulled my head back to expose my neck and he feasted on my throat and chest.

I reached up and unfastened my halter and pulled my little top to my waist and spilled my breasts out in Thorin’s face. He groaned.

“You are so sexy, baby, you don’t even know,” and he grabbed one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked it hard and I moaned loudly and rubbed my pussy against his jeans covered cock.

He groaned at what I was doing and continued to suck my nipple and then switch to the other. He carried me to the bed and we fell onto the bed together, aggressively pulling each other’s clothes until we were naked.

“Oh baby, I want you so badly it hurts.” he ground out.

“I hurt too, Thorin, I need you inside me.” I whined quietly.

Thorin sat up on the bed facing the mirrors at the foot and pulled me naked on his lap with my back to his chest so he could see my entire naked body in the mirror in front of him.

Spreading my legs on either side of the outside of his thighs, he opened my legs so he could see everything in the mirror. As he watched the mirror, he reached between my legs and pushed 2 fingers into me and then pulled them out and I could see my juices sparkling on his fingers in the light. He took his wet fingers and massaged my clit while watching his fingers. He spread my womanly lips open and massaged and rubbed my pussy and looked at it all over.

I was flushed and embarrassed and so turned on, I just wanted him to plunge his big cock inside me but Thorin wasn’t done with me as he put his fingers in his mouth and tasted me and then rubbed them back over my clit and dipped them back inside me.

He used his other hand to play with my nipples and squeeze my breasts until I was moaning loudly and raggedly. I no longer cared about the noises coming from my throat as he watched his fingers torment my body in the mirror and sink into my pussy and finally into a satisfying rhythm that I needed.

I was squirming and moving and he was holding me tight and controlling me but it made me hotter. I liked it. I liked everything he was doing. His face was intense and his eyes never moved from the mirror as he held my body against his and plundered my tiny, wet slit and roughly handled my breasts until I was moaning and crying out with need.

Thorin watched in the mirror as he lifted my hips and held me above his rigid manhood that was begging for me to ride it and he slowly backed me down onto his cock. I cried out quietly in deep pleasure as he slid strongly into my body until I was stuffed with him. My thighs were spread so far he could see everything as he slid into me to the max and I threw my head back and moaned. He was so deep inside me and I was so full that I was on the brink of orgasm.

I lifted my head and watched us in the mirror as well. I could see Thorin’s huge rod sliding in and out of me over and over and it was so erotic to watch what he was doing to me in the mirror. Thorin thrust up into me while reaching around with both hands and rolling and plucking my nipples. The climax built within me quickly and as my eyes were glued to Thorin’s cock pounding my womanhood where only he had ever been…I tumbled over the edge and I climaxed so hard that I almost fell forward and Thorin wrapped his arms around my waist to anchor me to him and thrust into me with heavy strokes and after one last thrust so deep I could feel him in my chest…Thorin spilled his cum into me with a growl. After he was spent, he turned me around and cradled me to his chest while he praised me with mumbled words of adoration.

Steadying me with his hands, we moved up onto the bed and I laid in Thorin’s arms while our breathing normalized and we just basked in each other’s attention.

~~~~~~~~~~

This was a fun flight. Thorin had turned it into a date instead of a simple flight to Cali. That escapade in the plane bedroom surprised me and my appetite for Thorin surprised me too. We had a full meal of different kinds of sushi and now he was getting a movie ready to stream and I could smell the popcorn that the stewardess was bringing out. Another of the flight crew was coming out behind her with a bucket of ice and cans of Dr. Pepper in it.

I laughed. I was delighted and Thorin smiled and glanced up at me. “Thorin, you shouldn’t have,” but I still giggled about it. He was really thoughtful.

He was smiling like he was delighted too and I was melting a little bit inside. I felt foolishly happy that HE was delighted because I was delighted. I looked at him through a little bit of besotted eyes. I could not believe it had been less than 2 days of knowing each other because it felt like we had been together a long time. He said he was going to have my heart and I believed him. I took a deep breath and sorted my feelings out in my head.

“Ta-da!” Thorin went to the compartment where our luggage was and pulled a fuzzy throw blanket out of his suitcase. I laughed out loud because I was actually cold in my halter top. I swear that Thorin turned the air conditioner on.

There was a white leather couch in front of the TV cabinet on the plane and he moved the soda bucket over there to the side table and I followed him and brought the popcorn bucket. He flipped a lever and this foot stool popped out of the end of the couch and made it into a recliner.

Hopping into the seat and spreading his legs he motioned for me to slide in. “Come on, baby, come snuggle.” He held the blanket to the side and I came over and slid between his thighs so my back was laying on his chest and his arms and legs were around me. He pulled the blanket over both of us and used an app on his phone to dim the overhead lights.

We had been on the plane about 4 hours and would start decent in about 2. I snuggled into Thorin’s chest. It was around 8pm and I was tired. We were watching a new action flick. I don’t think either of us cared much about it but this was fun and being together felt so good. Being surrounded by Thorin’s warmth and being held in his arms felt so fulfilling I couldn’t even describe it. I generally didn’t enjoy touch but I craved Thorin’s closeness.

I sighed in contentment and settled in to watch the movie begin.

Thorin

I was having the best time. I wanted to be around Margaret all the time. I had a handful of popcorn in my hand and she was sitting between my thighs sipping on a Dr. Pepper and watching the movie but I had a hard time paying attention to the film and not her.

I hadn’t even meant to have sex with her earlier. I was literally just affectionately rubbing her leg but I saw her becoming aroused before my eyes. Her breathing quickened and she looked at me with those bedroom eyes and her nipples were hard…seeing her get aroused awakened a beast inside me. When she said she wanted me, it was over for me and I had to have her.

I had never been so thankful for mirrors in a bedroom in all my life. Taking her from behind and being able to watch my dick slide in and out of her with her wetness glistening off our skin and my dark hands full of her lightly tanned tits, squeezing them and playing with her nipples and her long, sun-streaked braid hanging down one shoulder…that was a dream come true. I had never fucked a woman like that…where she just did whatever I wanted and loved every second of it. Margaret was amazing in bed. She was pliable in my hands and enjoyed it all.

I was trying to will my semi-hard-on into submission because Margaret was nibbling on the popcorn and watching the movie. Feeling her warm body between my legs was torturous because all I had to do was look down at her and I could see her round tits peeking through the plunge neck of the halter she was wearing and I just wanted to fill my hands with them and tease her nipples until she was writhing and arching into my hands.

I put my arms around her and rested them on her flat stomach under the blanket and her halter crop top had ridden up and my hands were in contact with her smooth, warm skin. I groaned inwardly at how good it felt and I felt myself involuntarily caressing her belly and she leaned back into my chest letting me know she liked it. She looked up at me over her shoulder and I smiled down at her and dropped a kiss on her face. She reached up looking for a kiss on the lips and I obliged her by claiming her lips in a slow, possessive kiss before releasing her lips. I rubbed my nose against hers before resting my head back against the plane couch.

At this point, I really had no idea what the movie was about. I caressed my hands up Margaret’s bare belly to cup her breasts softly. She inhaled at my touch but didn’t wave her attention from the TV. I kneaded her breasts in my hands, carefully paying them homage. Brushing my thumbs softly over Margaret’s nipples gifted me a sigh and her nipples drew up into hard pebbles at my attention which made me want to focus on them that much more. I gently pinched them and rolled them and when I was ready for more, I unfastened her halter top and slid my hands around her bare breasts. She moaned when I did that and arched her back and pressed her breasts into my hands.

“Margaret, you turn me into a beast.” I whispered in her ear.

“As long as you are my beast, Thorin.” She whispered back to me.

I dipped my head and I fastened my mouth over her neck where her pulse beat in her throat and I kissed and sucked her skin until her ass was squirming against my hard cock inside my jeans.

“What are you doing to me? I can’t resist you.” She breathed as I assaulted her senses with all the sexual skill I had.

“Don’t resist me, baby, never resist me,” and I kissed down her neck and shoulder and tortured her with my fingertips working magic on her nipples as she moaned helplessly at the sensations in her body.

She was holding onto my thighs with both hands and I knew how intense her desire was because of the tightness of her grip.

I trailed my right hand down her belly and into her waistband. Margaret moaned at my light touch under her thong and she spread her thighs as I worked my big hand between her legs. As my fingers touch her womanhood, a small gush of hot arousal comes out to coat my fingertips and I groan out loud in her ear. She was the sexiest woman on the planet.

Sliding my fingers through her arousal, I circle her bud of pleasure and her breathing speeds up and she starts moving her hips against my hand. I could tell she was trying to hold still but she couldn’t stop the natural need in her body. I sped up and dipped my fingers into her tiny, hot, honey pot and she moaned loudly and it made my cock jerk with need it was so sexy of a noise.

I pushed Margaret up from my lap and I laid her down on the plane couch as I unbuttoned the fly of my jeans and slid my bulging and painfully hard member out of my boxers. I grabbed her waistband and pulled her leggings and her thong down her thighs in one motion and then used them to push her legs up so I could see her beautiful, hairless pussy that was dripping with arousal and begging me to plunge my aching rod into it. I could not look away from her rounded ass and that tiny, pink pussy with her juices glistening around her opening…

So with my jeans and boxers around my hips and Margarets tits free and bouncing with her shirt around her waist and me holding her legs hostage with her knees almost around her face, I let loose and slapped her ass in a short and sharp spank.

She yelped in surprise. “You need a spanking for making my cock ache so badly.”

Margaret was breathing hard and the surprise registering in her eyes was turning to heat. I slapped her ass again and watched the liquid desire pool from her slit and run down her ass. The pain in my gut clenched when I saw how turned on she was. Her blue eyes darkened to the color of a thunderstorm and I spanked her again and she cried out as I plunged my swollen, aching rod into her soaking wet pussy.

She was so slick and hot that it was impossible to think. “Fuck, Margaret. Fuck!” She felt amazing. I held her pants around her legs so her knees were pressed up by her face and I pounded into her on the plane couch.

“Oh-, oh-, oh-!!” Margaret was making sounds that were causing me to become a wild man.

“Thorin-, Thorin-, oh!” She was crying out as I pounded her and I knew I was massaging just the right place deep inside her. I could feel my climax building fast as my cock swelled bigger and harder and longer inside her.

“Yes, baby! I know. You feel so good.” I soothed her as she was lost in our sex and while she squirmed and moved, I held her down with all my weight and kept up my punishing pace.

“Thorin, Oh Thorin-, right there, right there, oh-, oh-, yes, yes, YES!” She was screaming as I drove into her pussy repeatedly. Margaret arched her back in the intensity as she came all over my stiff rod as I continued to drive it into her and as her pussy clenched around my cock, my climax erupted and I spilled my cum into her in wave after wave until I was spent.

I lifted myself off of her and shuddered at the pleasurable shocks as I pulled my member from her tight body and looked into her passion dazed eyes. Our chests were heaving with the intensity of our orgasms. I pulled up my boxers and jeans to zip up and then grabbed a couple tissues from a nearby dispenser to help her clean up and I felt so happy and possessive as I saw my cum leaking from her tiny pussy down her leg. I wiped her thigh clean and tossed the tissues in the trash and helped her pull her clothes right and fasten her top.

She was still breathing heavy and in no condition to talk. I sat back down where I had been on the couch and I pulled her back down between my thighs and covered us both with the blanket. The movie still played on but we cared nothing about it. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and held her and I kissed her hair, her cheek, and turned her chin toward me and kissed her softly and lingeringly on the lips.

“You okay?” I whispered to her.

She nodded yes but didn’t say anything. She did snuggle in close to me though so I believe everything is good.

She didn’t know it yet, but I was never going to let her go.

~~~~~~~~~~

Margaret

It was 6:00 AM and the sunrise was coming in the expansive floor to ceiling windows in Thorin’s modern home. I blinked the sleep from my eyes as I slowly sat up in Thorin’s huge soft bed to take in the amazing views of San Fransisco Bay. “Wowwww,” I whispered to myself. I got up from the bed and slipped into a luxurious white robe that was thrown over the bench at the foot of the bed for me. Thorin had his housekeeper get it for me. He had all kinds of luxury personal products delivered for me as well. He was so attentive and thoughtful.

I stood by the windows looking out over the bay and was blown away that Thorin lived here. This was amazing. The bay views…and his house was modern and clean with 11 ft ceilings, sub-zero and wolf appliances, and Italian cabinetry. I loved Philly because my family was there, but this…this was gorgeous.

“Hey baby,” Thorin said softly. “Here you go.” He strode across the room in a severe black suit and black Italian leather shoes carrying a cup of coffee for me. Thorin was world-class handsome in his suit with his neat black hair and chiseled jaw with silver highlights. He bent down and kissed me on the side of my face and handed me the cup and turned my face toward him and captured my lips in a sweet kiss.

“I’m sorry I have to leave you this morning but I need to check in at the office and review some metrics but I will be home for lunch and take you out.” He cupped my cheek with his hand. I could see he didn’t want to leave me. “Is that okay?”

“Of course, Thorin,” I placed my hand over his on my cheek and smiled at him to put him at ease. “I will be fine here. I will take a shower and hang up my clothes and you will be home before I know it.”

“Okay. I want to take you to the office with me tomorrow though and introduce you to everyone and get a contract ready for you to look at…and I can get a box to a Broadway show at Orpheum Theater…it’s a musical. A Chorus Line?”

I almost spilled my coffee. “Yes! I love A Chorus Line! Oh my goodness!”

Thorin started laughing. “I thought you might be a closet theater lover. We will go. I’ll take you shopping.”

I didn’t know what to say. A breathless “Thank you!” and a kiss is all I could come up with.

Thorin gave me a squeeze and headed to the office. I turned back to the bay view and savored my cafe latte while I finished watching the sun come up.

~~~~~~~~~~

Thorin had a luxury steam shower and it was heavenly. I took my time showering and steaming and focused the handheld steam head on my womanhood. Thorin had taken my virginity less than 48 hours ago and we had been insatiable since then. I never knew how much I liked sex before, but who knew since I had never done it. I laughed at myself. I was sore. Really, really sore. The hot water helped.

When I stepped out of the shower to get dressed I saw my phone screen was lit up so I went to check it. Thorin had called me twice and text me to call when I could. I went ahead and called him immediately.

“Hey baby,” Thorin said, “You okay?”

“Hey, I’m sorry, I was in the shower and I just stepped out. Do you need me?”

He heaved a sigh on the line. “Actually, baby, I was wondering if you could help.” He hesitated before coming out with it. “We provide a healthcare software charting solution at Declan to the Bay Area Health Systems and one of the offices is an oncology center. A new employee deactivated their multi-factor authentication and fell for a phishing scheme and now malware has take over their cloud instance and our team has been unable to seal the backdoor that the hackers exploited. My security team is bringing in a vendor but that takes time. I wondered if you can see what you could do.”

I was listening intently and my brain was already going through scenarios in my head but I needed to see the cloud security configuration. “I might be able to help, Thorin, but I need to see the cloud configuration security policies.”

“Do you mind to come up here, baby?” Thorin said hopefully. “I can have a car there in 20 minutes and it’s a 40 minute drive to Declan’s main office.”

“Of course, I’ll do what I can. I’ll get dressed and be on my way to you.” I hung up and was pleased that Thorin thought of me. Pulling on a hot pink mini-dress, black sweater, and black stilettos, I tied my hair up in a professional looking bun, applied mascara and lipgloss and went down to wait for the car.

A limo pulled up in 10 minutes instead of 20 and it took 30 minutes instead of 40 on the highway, so I was walking into Declan Industries quicker than expected and Thorin was waiting in the lobby to begin introducing me to everyone and to escort me upstairs. Thorin wasn’t kidding, he really did introduce me as his girlfriend! I smiled kind of awkwardly at everyone because I was never going to be as polished as these people, but when they started talking code to me, I was entirely comfortable. That was the one thing I could do with my brain tied behind my back, so to speak. Well…I guess that didn’t make sense, but I know what I meant.

Thorin brought me in to the security team and they vacated a workstation for me and logged into the cloud so I could assess the security on the cloud server. Less than 5 minutes in, with Thorin standing by frowning, I had an assessment ready and it wasn’t awesome.

“So the breach occurred due to lack of MFA and a phishing scheme but the reason you can’t seal the backdoor is because there is so many.” I looked at Thorin in the face and said, “The security policies on this healthcare product that is subject to HIPAA is totally inadequate.”

“What do we need to do?” Thorin was upset. Not at me, but he was at the situation.

“I can fix it, Thorin, but it will take me a few hours to patch up all the vulnerabilities.” I looked him in the eyes and explained, “there’s no attack surface reduction policies in place, there’s no encryption requirements, and there’s no restrictions setup on your cloud firewall. Multi-factor authentication is applied but not enforced. You need a lot of changes.”

“Our built-in security assessor consistently scores over 85%… How can none of those policies be in place?” Thorin was frustrated and asking for an explanation. He wasn’t going to like it.

“Your score is inflated and false because instead of the policies being set in place and the rules configured, someone has been marking the items that increase the score as completed by 3rd party mitigation but there isn’t actually any mitigation there. So you got the points for manually marking 3rd party mitigation but it is a ploy to mark things as complete instead of actually getting the recommended steps completed.”

Thorin’s eyes were narrowed and he was absorbing everything I was saying. He was furious. I am really glad that I am not the one whose idea it was to basically operate with the least amount of security possible.

“I can isolate the threat, plug the holes in the network, and then I can go back and remove the threat from the servers.” I placed my hand on his arm and looked into his face. “Do you want me to proceed?”

“Yes, please, baby,” Thorin sighed and grabbed the bridge of his nose and squeezed it. “I will make the announcement of the breach and the remediation.” He looked down at me and pulled me close for a kiss. “Thank you for your help with this. I will make it up to you.”

“No problem, Thorin. I am really excited to help you with something, but I am sorry it’s over a security breach.” I fiddled with his tie for a second before looking up at him again.

“What, baby? Say it.” He encouraged me.

“Someone needs to get fired over this, Thorin. This is gross negligence. Nothing more than laziness. Even if the department didn’t know how…this stuff would be basic continuous education. Protecting consumer information isn’t a game.” I kept fiddling with his tie while I explained in a low voice.

He put his fingers under my chin and looked into my face. “I’ll do an investigation while you’re working on this and someone’s head will roll.” He searched my eyes and smiled at me. “Thanks for being a genius…and my girlfriend,” and he laughed.

I chuckled for a minute too. “I don’t remember you asking me to be your girlfriend…but I suppose what’s done is done.”

He leaned over for a deeper kiss and grinned against my lips, “you’re my girlfriend, baby. No doubt about it.”

I broke away laughing. “Time for me to get to work.”

~~~~~~~~~~

Thorin

I can’t believe I walked back into a shit show less than 3 days after a business trip out of town. How embarrassing that I brought in my new 21 year old genius girlfriend to deal with this child’s play nonsense. This was an entirely preventable breach and I was pissed.

After talking with a few people in my Infosec Department, it was pretty clear that the blame lay at the feet of our Cloud Security Engineer and his supervisor, my Senior Infosec Division Manager. One of them simply didn’t do the work and the other one didn’t check it. Both are unacceptable and I gave both of them the axe immediately. I had security walk them to the door.

I focused on communicating the breach and remediation to internal and external stakeholders in a memo. I will wait to send it until Margaret has the situation remediated. After that, I will send press releases to the local newspaper and tv stations. I knew once the news hit the press that stock was going to drop a couple hundred bucks a share to down around $900 a share, but I also knew it would recover in a couple of days.

I was looking down at my memo when my office door opened and my beautiful girlfriend popped her head into my office and I smiled at her and got up to walk around my desk and greet her.

I kissed her cheek and took her hands and leaned my butt on the edge of the front of my desk while I waited to see what she came to talk to me about.

“You are good to go, Thorin.” She looked up in my face a little bit tired. “I have all the basic configurations in place, the vulnerabilities are sealed, and the malware has been isolated and removed. I showed the cloud security tech how to modify the policies if needed.”

“Thank you, Margaret. I am really embarrassed that this happened, but also that I asked you to step in. I knew you would know what to do quickly and I really appreciate your help here.”

“It’s no big deal, Thorin, cloud security is pretty standard these days.”

“And yet you saved Declan stock from a pretty severe crash by such fast remediation. Now we anticipate a mild drop and recovery in a few days.” I grabbed her face and kissed her softly. “Thank you.”

“After being in the Crow’s Nest with the IT teams for the better part of the day, do I have anyone qualified for the cloud security engineer position or for the Infosec Division Manager?”

She shook her head slowly. “I hate to say no, Thorin, but I don’t think so. You need an established cloud security engineer with experience to take this on but if you get a good enough one, you won’t need a division manager and you can just move Infosec under the IT Program Manager and eliminate the position.”

I looked at her with interest at her mention of a possible restructure. I liked that. Less expenses and more efficiency.

“The idea would be to hire people that can take ownership of their job descriptions and take pride in their work and that supervision would be minimal and there would be more positions of individual contributorship and less management.” She came closer and rested her chin on my chest to look up at my face and I wrapped my arms around her. “At least that’s my suggestion anyway. The IT program here seems to have some redundant and unnecessary management.”

I pushed off the desk and guided us both to a table by the windows in my office and sat down and we discussed the state of my IT operations at length. “You’re right, baby, in the last few years, the management staff has ballooned and needs review. Thank you.” I leaned over and smooched her on the face.

This was a really good experience and I had never been in a relationship where I shared anything about work or had another person to bounce ideas off of. It felt good to share.

I stood and grinned at her with mischief. Holding out my hand to her, I suggested, “Let’s say we get out of here.”

She couldn’t help but laugh and stood to put her hand in mine. We walked out hand in hand and I stopped by my assistant’s desk and gave the him the memo and instructions on how to handle it and then I rang for the limo and pulled Margaret toward the stairs.

“Do you take a limo everyday to work, Thorin?” Margaret was genuinely curious, I could tell.

I laughed. “Judging me are you, Miss Margaret?” And we climbed into the limo.

She turned a little bit red at my jab but she still smarted off, “do they roll a red carpet out for you when you get to work too?”

I laughed loudly in surprise at her obvious sarcasm but I was honest with her. “If I have someone else driving, then I can use my commute hour to talk on the phone and review emails on my iPad.” I was still chuckling at her comment. I would spank her for that later.

“Oh-, well now I just feel hateful,” and she blushed darker and laughed at herself.

“As you should,” I laughed and pulled her to straddle my lap in the limo after all the tinted windows were up. Then I started kissing her neck and she took a deep breath and squeezed my shoulders.

I pulled back from her and said, “You look so sexy in this hot pink dress. My little California hottie…you were born for this place,” and I sealed my lips over hers in a brutal kiss that left her lips swollen and her eyes glazed.

“You look so hot in this suit, Mr. Blackhill,” she said softly to me and grabbed my tie and pulled it tight.

It happened so fast but we went from laughing with each other to smoldering heat in an instant. She was astraddle my lap with her legs spread and her knees up wide with her stilettos planted on the limo seat on either side of my lap. The skirt of her mini-dress was ridden up around her waist and her tiny pussy was covered in a thin strip of black thong. She had a hold of my black tie and her tits looked amazing spilling out the top of that wrap-top dress.

I pulled her sweater from her shoulders and I pulled her hair from the bun on top of her head so it spilled wildly down her shoulders. I slid my hand between us and pushed her thong to the side and she was hot and wet for me already when I probed her with my finger. This woman was made for me.

Unzipping my fly and navigating my boxers, I pulled my cock out between us and I lifted Margaret and plunged myself into her. I wrapped my arms behind her back and grabbed her shoulders for leverage as I thrust up into her while pulling her body down onto my hard rod.

I captured her mouth with mine and our lips and tongues tangled together in our excitement and heat. She bit my neck and kissed and sucked on it and I almost came right then at how sexy it was. I covered her pulse with my lips and sucked so hard I left a mark on her throat and she moaned so loud and my fingers were leaving marks on her back and waist as I ravaged her in the back of my limo. I ran my hands over her legs and kissed over her knees that were spread across me and I was out of my head when I yanked the neckline of her dress down and grabbed two handfuls of her breasts and I licked and sucked them roughly. With one hand gripping her back with bruising strength as I brutally rammed my thick rod into her over and over and one nipple in my mouth sucked down tight, Margaret shattered in my arms in the car. I couldn’t stop slamming myself into her as I felt her convulsing helplessly on top of my rod. I never felt anything like that. It was so good and I groaned involuntarily as my cum exploded into her and her pulsating and convulsing womanhood milked me until I was dry.

Our chests were heaving, we were sweating, and we looked into each other’s eyes and kissed each other with desperate, loving kisses, until we calmed, fixed our clothes, and held each other until we arrived back at my bay house.

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I text the housekeeper before leaving Declan earlier that we would have supper in tonight and Italian was waiting for us when we arrived home. I took Margaret’s hand and led her to my bedroom.

“Let’s eat in the hot tub.” And I started loosening my tie to pull it off.

Margaret laughed. “It’s pasta, Thorin. You want to eat pasta in the hot tub?” She was smiling at me.

“Yes. And I want to have wine. We deserve it.” I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled a pair of trunks out of my closet.

Margaret giggled and shrugged and shimmied out of her dress and thong, pushing it down to the floor and she stepped out of it, leaving the black stilettos behind. She was utterly confident in her nakedness and I was frozen in place staring at her as she walked across the room to grab a little, black bikini out of the stuff she left in her suitcase. Her body was just beautiful to look at.

My eyes lingered as she raised one foot to slide into the bikini bottoms and my eyes followed from her ankle to between her thighs…and I noticed a little bit of blood smeared on her womanhood and the inside of one thigh.

My stomach clenched as I tossed my shirt and suit jacket on the chair by the closet with my tie and blurted out a question that I already knew the answer to. “Did you get your period, baby?”

She looked up at me with a questioning glance as she pulled the bikini bottoms into place and reached for the top. “No…why? It’s not time for that yet.”

I strode over to her and helped her fasten the tie on her bikini top and then I put my arms around her and hugged her to my chest. She hugged me back and she didn’t realize why I was upset. I was still in my suit pants and shirtless but I pulled her over to the edge of the bed and sat down with her standing between my legs and kept holding her. I didn’t really know what to say.

“You have blood on you baby, on the inside of your thigh too.” I looked at her face and she was 100 shades of scarlet as she looked at my face silently. I could feel her embarrassment. I didn’t want her to be embarrassed. Especially since I had been all over her from the moment I met her and since I took her virginity and she was hurting because of it. I was such a dickhead.

“I am a little sore since we started having sex. It’s probably from that.” She said that softly and matter of factly. “I can go clean up before we hop in the hot tub.” She laughed softly, “I hadn’t had a chance to clean up in the restroom after we came home in the limo.”

She laughed but I felt terrible. Pulling out of my grasp, she tried to head toward the bathroom but I held onto her hand and pulled her back into my arms where I wrapped my arms around her and hid my face in her neck while I held her tightly.

“I’m sorry, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. We will take a break from the physical stuff.” I pulled back and looked her in the eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me I was hurting you? You can tell me no. I’ll respect you.”

Margaret looked me directly in the eye with her clear blue ones and said, “I didn’t say no because I didn’t want to, Thorin. I’m okay.”

This warm space in my chest expanded and grew when she said that. I smiled because I couldn’t help myself. Damn, I loved her. I pulled her in to a loving and sweet kiss on the lips where I tried to convey my feelings and reluctantly let her use the restroom. I watched her little bikini clad ass sway toward the bathroom and I committed to thinking up ways to please her without hurting her and giving her time to heal from me. I noticed the little bundle of flowers I had given her had made it to the house and laid on the nightstand where she slept last night and that warm feeling in my chest spread throughout my whole body.

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Margaret

I washed up in the restroom and carefully cleansed myself and patted my womanhood dry. I was fine and Thorin was overreacting. I was very sore but I had wanted him and it was worth it. He wasn’t wrong that my womanhood needed to heal a little bit though. We had been thoroughly enjoying ourselves but on the way home in the limo today…that had been really rough. I liked it, but there was no doubt in my mind that’s where the blood came from.

I stepped out of the restroom and walked over to the side balcony where Thorin was already in a pair of trunks and had a little bottle of body oil, 2 plates of food, 2 glasses of wine, and a bottle in an ice bucket on the table along the back of the hot tub.

He smiled at me and offered his hand to steady me as I walked up the steps to the hot tub and sank into the bubbling, hot water. I hissed out a breath as I went to sit and the hot water stung my womanhood…but after a few seconds it felt great and I slowly sat down.

Thorin had a fierce frown on his face as he watched me settle myself in the water. I leaned over the side and guided his lips to mine in a kiss. “I’m okay, Thorin.” and I kissed him again. I could see the guilt radiate off him in waves.

I took a sip of my wine and groaned loudly. It was so good. I laid my head back on the back of the hot tub while Thorin was getting in and settling beside me. “This wine is so good. Mmmmm…” I lifted my head and looked at him. “I don’t even like wine, Thorin, but I have liked every wine you have ever picked out.”

He laughed, “It’s because I don’t like dry wine and I only pick sweet ones.” He was smiling really big. “Even the champagne I pick out is always sweet Italian…and you are just like me.”

“I also love carbonara with chicken…and that’s exactly what we have tonight.” I turned around toward my plate on the table and leaned out of the hot tub and took a bite. It was sooo good.

Thorin smiled and used his thumb to wipe a bit of sauce from my chin. “I just made a guess.” He said laughing. “I have never met a woman that didn’t like chicken carbonara.”

“You are a lucky man, Thorin Blackhill,” I was already taking another bite of the pasta.

I felt his hands squeeze my waist as he turned and took a bite of his pasta too. “I am a lucky bastard, indeed.”

We ate our pasta quickly because we hadn’t had lunch after trying to mitigate that hack at Declan today and it was a long day even though we left before 5. This is precisely why I didn’t want to nail myself down to a 9 to 5. It was stressful and I’d rather work from my home and live my life.

We were silent as we relaxed in the hot tub with our wine. The sun was starting to set and pink and orange light on San Fransisco Bay in the evening was beautiful. Thorin reached for me and I went to him and he pulled me over on his lap and held me in his arms as we watched the sun slowly lower over the water.

Thorin kissed my shoulder and my neck and whispered to me, “Let me please you, baby. I know you need a rest from sex but I want to please you without hurting you,” and he continued his slow and gentle kisses up my shoulder to nibble on my ear and I felt my body respond to him like it always does. He plays my body like an instrument and it comes when he calls.

I sighed and melted back against him in the hot tub as he deftly untied my bikini top and tossed it to the ground. He took his time kissing and nibbling on my ear, my neck, and my shoulders while his hands massaged my body all over. He took the little bottle of body oil and coated his hands in it and he massaged up and down my arms and shoulders and moved to gently massaging my neck. He gripped my waist and massaged my hips and my butt in a way that was relaxing but showed me a great deal of care and…love?

He massaged my thighs and calves, and even my feet and after taking me back to the place where my back was melted against his chest, he poured a little oil on my chest and gently massaged my breasts. He fondled them softly and stimulated my nipples with the tips of his fingers and made my tender womanhood ache. I looked back at him over my shoulder and he was looking at his hands on my slick breasts and how he was touching me. He looked intense and unsmiling but it was very erotic.

He felt me watching him and he turned his face to me and captured my lips in a tender and intense kiss that was full of wanting. Using a little more oil on his fingers he slipped one hand between my thighs and found my little bud of pleasure and he stroked it softly and gently. He slipped my bikini bottoms off and tossed them to the balcony floor with the long ago discarded bikini top and he returned to gently rubbing his fingertips over my clit.

It made me squirm and need to move. He chuckled and turned around and lifted me from the water and sat me on the edge of the table where our plates were with my legs hanging down into the hot tub. He stood in the hot tub and leaned over me and gently took my nipples in his mouth and licked them and sucked them, building that need between my legs as his fingertips swirled and stroked around my clit.

Thorin kissed one breast and then the other and kissed a path down my flat stomach until he slipped his tongue between the lips of my pussy to tease my bud of pleasure. Wrapping his arms around my thighs to hold me in place, he feasted on my womanhood. He kissed and sucked and licked…all the while remaining gentle and building my climax slowly.

He stroked his tongue into my aching slit and then fluttered and sucked my clit until the pressure rose to the top and the dam broke and wave over gentle wave of pleasure washed comfortingly over my body while he continued with his attention until my satisfaction was complete and my moans had quieted. Lifting his head, he kissed back up my body to my mouth where he kissed me deeply and I tasted myself on his lips.

He groaned deep in his chest when he was kissing me and I felt his hot, hard rod against me. He wanted me and I wanted to please him. I slid back down into the water and he followed me back down with his tongue in my mouth as he continued kissing me.

I pulled my mouth away and whispered in his ear, “Can I please you? I want to please you, Thorin.” and he groaned again and I felt his cock jerk against me.

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“We aren’t keeping score, baby, I’ll be okay.” He laughed softly.

“I want to see you cum, Thorin.” I whispered in the fading light of the evening.

His hands tightened on me. “You want to see me cum?” He was breathing heavily. He took my lips in a hard kiss. “You can see me cum baby. Come here.”

He gently leaned me back in the seat of the hot tub and he slid his trunks off and tossed them to the ground with my bikini. I reached out and I planted my hands on his hard chest and rubbed them down his washboard abs to his hips and looked at his heavy cock jutting out between us as Thorin straddled me where I sat in the hot tub.

Taking ahold of his own member, he rubbed the head of his cock over my lips where I took it in my mouth and licked it and he rubbed it down my neck to my breasts. He rubbed his head over each of my nipples and I watched his face and it was filled with desire and intensity. I arched my back to give him better access and he took the little bottle of body oil and he poured it over my breasts and in between them.

Thorin grabbed my round tits in his hands and pressed them together and thrust his manhood between them and groaned. His eyes never left my tits and his dick sliding through them. Thorin pulled back and thrust into my cleavage over and over as he squeezed my breasts together.

He started massaging my nipples with his thumbs while he was holding my tits together and fucking them and I felt the wanting and desire in my gut flare back to life. Watching Thorin fuck my tits with that look on his face made me ache for his cock between my thighs.

“Touch yourself, baby,” Thorin commanded me, “I want you to pleasure yourself while you watch me cum all over you.”

“Come on, baby,” Thorin urged, “let me see how you get yourself off.”

Thorin was massaging my nipples relentlessly while he rutted against my breasts and my pussy was pulsing with need again. I reached down with my hand and rubbed circles over my clit roughly and began moaning because of how good it felt between Thorin massaging my nipples while I massaged my clit.

Thorin was thrusting faster and moaning from the sensation of my slick breasts around his rod and I felt my climax come up on me quickly. As I steadied my gaze on Thorin’s cock fucking my tits, I cried out with the intensity of my orgasm. Then, Thorin, yelled out on his last thrust, and released his cum all over my tits and throat in the hot tub.

We were both breathing hard after that and Thorin cupped my cheek in his hand as he brought his other hand up and wiped away his cum that had spurted all over my throat and breasts and rinsed me in the hot tub water.

Then he laid back in the hot tub and grabbed me and held me close.

“I love you, Margaret, I didn’t want to scare you but I love you.” he whispered to me as he held me close to his body.

I laid my head on his chest and whispered, “I love you too, Thorin.”

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