Chapter 121: Lily 006/ Mistake 001

I saw his eyes shift as he finally recognized me. There was a moment when I was afraid that I had ruined it. Was he angry that I deceived him? And his father? After all, I was cheating on his own brother with him. It was just now occurring to me how sick this was. Fortunately, Eric is as sick as I am.

Eric tossed the condom aside, and moved down my body, to my cunt. I felt his hands on my thick thighs as he parted them into position. He began to finger me as he licked the outside of my pussy. The freedom to finally speak was exhilarating.

"OH God, yes, Eric. Yes, yes..."

He withdrew his fingers and began to slowly push his tongue inside me. I had been a little raw down there, and this was just what I needed. Eric knew not to be too eager, or come on too strong. He was kind and sensitive, yet performed on me with expert confidence. I felt warm pangs of lust electrify the deep space inside of me. He again began to finger me, up to his knuckles. He rocked me harder and harder with his expertly curved, stiff fingers. I'm sure from the outside it looked aggressive, but I loved it. He knew exactly where to hit inside of me, and when to push it.

Just as I was about to cum, with his free hand, he yanked the anal toy from my ass. The dynamic, quick release of the toy from my butt gave me such relief that my orgasm came on strong and wet.

"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" I cried.

My juices exploded from my body, and shot over his hands violently fucking my cunt.

Before I knew it, Eric was lying on top of me, his pants around his knees, his long, thick cock driving into my pulsating cunt. He wore no condom.

My heavy thighs twitched as they lay splayed out on the floor, open to him. He drove into me, testing the resiliency of by body. His drives into me were powerful. As he fucked, we moved up along the floor from the force of him. His animal side had taken over.

"I've wanted to fuck you since we met."

"OH God.."

"I think about you when I'm with Julia"

Julia, his girlfriend, was 22 years old. The fact that he fantasized about me when he was with her....

"OH GOD.. fuck me. Fuck me..."

It was as if he was holding on to me for dear life. He squeezed me, and pulled both the wig and mask off my head. He kissed me.

He pounded my defenseless pussy. He owned me.

When he came in me, he continued to thrust, pumping his cum into my bare pussy.

Eric looked into my eyes as the last drop filled me.

Both of us looked to the audience as Eric's orgasm subsided and he collapsed onto my body. His father, bourbon in hand, appeared stunned.

The End.

Book Title: The Mistake 001

When Ginny was called in to see her boss that morning, she had no idea how radically her work-life would be altered. She had been the office manager for this private consulting firm for the last fifteen years, and Doug had been her boss since becoming the CEO five years ago when his father had retired. Doug was a good boss: he was competent, usually in a good mood, and most of the time was not overly demanding. Ginny was comfortable working for him. They could joke around together on slow days, and while their conversations never strayed too much outside the bounds of small talk, they also weren't completely fake or empty. Doug was in a completely different financial class than Ginny, but he never made her particularly conscious of that fact. Basically, he was a great guy to work for, and an easy guy to completely forget about when she left the office. But that was about to change.

Ginny was a bit ?ustered as she entered Doug's office and closed the door behind her. She was still catching her breath from running up the stairs, trying--unsuccessfully--to get to her desk by 8am. She'd been late for work a few too many times this year, and Doug had actually had to mention it to her recently. Overall she'd been a very dependable worker in her time with the firm, and it wasn't as if she'd ever get fired for tardiness. Still, it was embarrassing that Doug had felt the need to point out her lapse, and it was especially troubling to her that she'd arrived late on a day when Doug had left a note on her desk to see him immediately. He'd only left her one such note before, when she'd forgotten to mail an important client file, and she was pretty sure he wasn't calling her in to give her a raise. Plus, Sam and Andy (the firm's full-time lawyer and the head of IT, respectively) had given her slightly worried looks when she'd rushed past them in the break room five minutes ago.

"Hi Ginny." Doug's tone was measured, serious.

"What's up?" she asked, trying to sound as casual as possible.

"Ginny, would you sit down?" He motioned to the chair across from him. She sat. Doug's desk was massive, and she was glad for the distance separating them right now. She didn't know what was going on, but she was nervous, and was hoping it wasn't too obvious.

"It's the Miller account. There's a problem with the spreadsheets you forwarded to them at the end of last month."

Ginny felt instantly sick. She knew immediately, or was pretty sure she knew, what Doug was talking about. She remembered having a problem with one of the files. She had gotten into a conversation with Sam as she did her updates, they were having fun talking about their spouses, and they had talked for too long. She'd been working as she talked at first, but had finally given up and talked to Sam intently for over half an hour. When he was called out, she'd returned to her work and realized that a bunch of data was missing; important data. She must have been clumsy on the keyboard while they were talking. It was late in the day, everyone was out, and she was panicked. She'd finally managed to find a recovery file, and saved it over the damaged version. She was relieved, but was still slightly worried that she didn't have all the original data. However, she'd also bungled a newsletter PDF just two weeks prior. Ginny didn't make many mistakes, and it was simply bad luck that this situation had happened so close on the heels of her last error, her first one in recent memory. So she decided to just send the files on, being 99% sure that she had recovered the one file completely, and not wanting to admit to another failure so soon. She was about to find out what a huge mistake this was.

"--and the missing pages caused some real problems on their quarterly returns." Doug was talking; he'd been explaining for a while, but Ginny had tuned out for...she didn't know how long. "They had backups, and everything's been put in the right place by now. But as I'm sure you knew at the time, they were in a hurry to include those new accounts, which is why we were helping them on this--"