Complexity and Depth – Resurrection

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After you do anal for the first time, especially if he’s big, sitting is a bit uncomfortable. Therefore, my Monday was mostly spent wandering the hallways of our department’s floor.During my wanderings, I noticed that there were a lot of higher-ups coming and going from Mr. Correll’s office including Darrin. I wondered what was up. One was the woman that I’d seen at my coming out party. I’d met her, but I couldn’t remember her name, so I asked Madge, “Do you know who that is?””Yes, that’s Mary Morales. She’s the General Consul.”Remembering, she handles all the legal issues for our company and was one of the few women executives. They probably got two EEO credits for her – a woman and a minority.As she was leaving, she stopped at my desk saying, “Do you have a few minutes?””Of course, what can I do for you?””We need to discuss this in private. Is there a vacant office nearby?”Needing to be out of the view of my coworkers, I directed her to a windowless office down the hall. From her tone, it sounded like this was supposed to be on the down-low.”What’s so mysterious?””You’re dating Darrin Ferris, our new VP. Right?”She didn’t beat around the bush. “Yes, I am. Is there some problem with that?””Not presently, no. Did he have you sign anything?””Yes, it was a kind of pre-dating contract pamphlet.””Oh, I see. This is between you and me. If you tell anyone I talked to you, I’ll deny it. Do you understand?”That sentence raised my awareness of this conversation. This sounded serious. “Yes, I can keep a secret.””What do you think of Mr. Ferris?””He’s a very nice man, successful, and I’m very fond of him. Why?””He’s a very young VP. Doesn’t it make you wonder how he got to where he is so fast?””He’s good at what he does,” I shot back defending him.”Ms. Weiss, I know you’re deeply involved with him and are looking at the situation through rose-colored glasses. VPs have to be ruthless and cold-hearted at times. Don’t you agree?””I guess when company things are involved. They have to make hard choices sometimes.””Darrin has done this at previous sites, and I just wanted you to know, so you can keep your eyes open for any improprieties.””Done what? What kind of improprieties? I don’t understand? What are you talking about?” I was totally perplexed.”I can’t tell you anymore without violating company confidence. All I’m saying is, ‘Keep your eyes open.’ And whatever you do, do NOT tell Mr. Ferris that we had this conversation. It’ll be bad for everyone,” she stressed emphatically.”OK? I’ll keep my eyes open and my mouth shut,” I answered, with a baffled tone.As she was leaving, she turned, saying, “Ms. Weiss, just remember… things won’t always be ‘Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows everywhere’ like they are now.”Totally confused by what had transpired or what the subject of this conversation was even about, I remained perplexed. Was it about Darrin or something in the company? It was a fucking quandary to me as to what exactly had just happened. I was glad it was quitting time and headed straight home to do some laundry. Since I was spending so much time at Darrin’s, it had been piling up. *****I’d finished my last load of laundry and dumped it out on the bed to sort. Since she has a key to my apartment, I wasn’t surprised when Gracie walked in saying, “What’s been going on, Abby? I haven’t seen you around much lately.””Not much just working and stuff.”As she started helping me with the sorting, “Stuff? What kind of stuff?”Gracie can read me like a book. She knew something was going on.Fessing up, I said, “I’ve been spending time with Darrin.””You know what I think about going too fast?” she replied, as she piled up the set of panties, she’d given me for Christmas.”I know. I know. It’s just hard to be away from him. There’s just something so… so… I don’t know what it is, but I love the way I feel when I’m around him. He’s like my crack cocaine, and I’m addicted to what he’s offering.”Looking through my underwear, she said, “Where’s Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday?”She had bought me a weekly set that had the days of the week on them. They were cute.I turned red and answered, “Darrin likes to keep the ones I’m wearing after we have sex for a week or so. He calls these my Teeny Bopper Panties.””So, he’s fucking you four days a week. Is that what you call ‘taking it slow’? You promised,” she said with an air of disappointment in her voice.”Gracie, you don’t understand. He means the world to me. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I can’t spend enough time with him, and the sex is the best I’ve ever had. I can’t imagine sex being any better.””Really, he has an eight-inch cock. That doesn’t mean he loves you. That just means he fucks you really well,” she rebutted.”Well, actually, it’s eleven inches! I can’t describe the emotional state that comes over me when we’re making love. It’s a kind of sensation of euphoric bliss; a warmth that radiates from my soul. I feel so complete when I’m with him.””Abby, I believe you’re making love, but he’s just fucking you. It’s too early. Has he said he loves you?””Not in those words exactly,” I reluctantly answered.”What makes you think he loves you?”I told her about the flowers, the clothes, the jewelry, the parties.”Abby, those things are nice, but they are just things. What about him? Does he look longingly into your eyes, stroke your face delicately, hold your hand softly, kiss your lips with loving passion? Are you sure you’re not just in lust with him?”I stood there silent, unable to answer her question truthfully. I didn’t know, but I should have known. I should have known. I was losing myself in Darrin’s overwhelming persona. Maybe I was walking in quicksand and didn’t know just how deep I was in. This had been a fucked-up day. *****The next week, there was an announcement; Mr. Correll had left the company, and I was getting a new boss. She was one of the best up-and-coming women leaders in our company. That was great news. Our whole isvecbahis department was ecstatic.Darrin walked by my desk and motioned for me to follow him. I did. We ended up in the same windowless office where I’d talked with Ms. Morales.Once inside with the door closed, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. That was unexpected because he had never been physically demonstrative at work before.I got chills as our lips intertwined. His tongue probed, and I responded likewise. Our hands clasped the other as if we were trying to mesh our bodies into one. Darrin’s hand grabbed my right butt cheek, and I pressed my boobs against his chest. Whoa! This was more than I ever expected at work.When our lips parted, I asked, “Not that I mind, what’s up with this?””I thought a little physical celebration was necessary. Don’t you think your work life is going to be better now?””Yes. On the surface, my new boss looks like she’ll be a great fit for us. Why?””That’s just one of the perks you get by being my main squeeze.””You mean you did this? But how?””Let’s say, I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.” Darrin smiled, continuing he said, “but don’t tell anyone.”My life was getting more complicated with all these different secrets I was being entrusted with. I was beginning to feel like Mata Hari.”Come home with me tonight. We can have a real celebration. Can’t you tell I’m pumped about this?””Yes, I’m amazed at how happy you are that a man lost his job because I worked for him.”Smiling as he explained, “No, you’re missing the point. You weren’t the only one that hated the little fucker. His production numbers were OK, but morale in your department sucks. This will go a long way in fixing that. It was for you, but it also was in the best interest of the company, sort of two birds with one stone – a win-win scenario. Are you coming over tonight or what?””Oh, I guess.” I answered, but I was still a little disgusted with the whole situation.Later in the day, Darrin called me saying, “Abby baby, I’ve got a couple more things to do here before I leave. Would you go to my apartment and ask the doorman to let you in? He already knows you’re coming. I’ll be there as soon as I can. I’ll pick up some Chinese or sushi. Which do you want?””I feel like sushi.”Darrin quipped chuckling, “Really, you feel like 100% American Southwest to me, and you know how I love the American Southwest.””Very funny, you’re the real Henny Youngman.””Who’s that?”He was totally oblivious to my reference. I’d grown up watching old VHS comedy shows that my parents made me sit through.”Never mind. It’s not funny if you have to explain it. All right, don’t be too late. Call me.”Wondering, did he just say he loved me in an off-handed way, or am I reading too much into this like I always do? I gathered my things and struck out for Darrin’s place. Darrin arrived about thirty minutes later. That sushi restaurant down the street was one of the city’s best. After we cleaned up from dinner, we sat around talking and sipping some wine.Darrin patted on the sofa saying, “Come over here, baby, and sit by your man.”Well, at least, he was acknowledging that I belonged to him, and he was mine. I snuggled up next to him, and we began to neck.His hands seemed extra eager tonight. They were like a bucket of worms just slithering all over me. That wasn’t my expectation. I wanted it to go slower. When I moved one hand from my boob, the other would slip up my skirt. He was going too fast for me to keep up. Soon, my blouse was open; my bra undone; my skirt was around my waist and his hand was in my panties. His fingers found my love canal, and he began finger fucking me. This was going fast even for Darrin.He pushed me down on the sofa, tore off my panties. Holding them to his nose, inhaled deeply and said, “Ahhh, that’s my baby. I love your scent.”He ordered, “Get on all fours.”The General was out for maneuvers. Darrin put him at my pussy’s entrance and shoved it deep into me. I was barely wet and wasn’t fully prepared for that yet, either mentally or physically. It stung a bit, and I let out a yelp.Darrin responded, “That’s right, Abby baby, scream for it.”Scream for it! I was screaming because of it!! He began pummeling my pussy. He wasn’t gentle at all. He was fucking me. He grabbed two handfuls of my hair and pulled my head back like he was riding a Kentucky thoroughbred in the Derby as the General was plunged deep to the hilt. I could sense by his actions that he was getting close. I hoped he would finish soon because this wasn’t the treatment that he normally gave me.All at once, the General disengaged and was stabbed into my ass. I was definitely not expecting that.”Wait! This is too fast for me.””No, it’s not. You’re just jerking with me. It’s too late now.”Darrin’s fingers were pulling hard at my nipples. They were aching just like the rest of me. My brain was searching for an altered state to get through this. The closer he got to orgasm the rougher it got. He rammed three fingers in me just before he shot his load in my ass. Towering over me, he pulled out as his cum dribbled from that orifice. A tear ran down my cheek.”You mean, you weren’t kidding. Oh, Abby baby, I’m sorry. I thought you were role-playing and wanted me to take you.”He scooped me into his arms and held me close. Wiping away my tears with his silk handkerchief, he kissed my cheek as tenderly as ever. Trying to rationalize what had transpired, I thought to myself maybe he was on a power binge from everything that had happened today, and this was just his way of releasing his tension.His conduct at work was reckless and definitely, not his norm.”I’m sorry, Darrin. I guess I should have said something more at the beginning, but it went so fast. I’m sorry.”Was I apologizing for him not listening to my needs and being self-centered? It kind of felt that way to me.*****During the next couple of weeks, our sex was back to the loving, fulfilling variety that I enjoyed, then we isveçbahis giriş got to page 97. It was about “two plus some.” I didn’t want to share him, and I hoped he didn’t want to share me either.We began a very awkward conversation about the topic.”I don’t want anyone else in bed with us.”Darrin seemed more open to the idea because his response was, “Why not? There’s more of everything – hands, mouths, asses, pussies, whatever. I think it’s your puritan upbringing.”That hit a nerve and pissed off, I shot back, “There’s nothing wrong with my upbringing. I think you just want to fuck other women.”I couldn’t believe I said that. Although, I’d heard through the grapevine that Darrin had a hard time with just one woman on the stringer.You know that song you hear or phrase someone says, that immediately sends you to your happy place. Well, when Darrin spoke a certain way in his calming, melodic voice, that’s where I went. I don’t know what it was – his cadence, tone, phrasing, something he learned in debate or a little bit of everything, but it sent me straight there even if I was mad as hell at him.He spoke in that way and delivered his rebuttal. “Whoa. Whoa! Where did that come from? Let’s just look at this logically. OK?  In whose image are we made?””God’s.””Who gave us sexual organs?””God.””Does God make junk or evil things?””No.””OK, building on that. Do you think God wants us to be happy and use the gifts he gave us to show our gratefulness?””Yes, but…,” I stammered.”Isn’t sex a good God thing? Nothing to be embarrassed by or afraid of, but to be enjoyed as the gift it is?”I couldn’t argue with that logic, “Yes, I guess so.””Then wouldn’t it be reasonable to think that God would want us to use our sexuality to our fullest potential and be a good steward of that gift, too.””Yes, but I don’t…”I was losing this one-sided debate.”Let’s not argue about this. Think about what we’ve just said and remember The Grace is always there no matter what – if we accept it,” he calmly stated.Darrin presented some thought-provoking points; I wanted to believe him; I wanted to please him, and I loved him so.Our sexuality was a God gift and nothing to be ashamed of. Like most things, humankind has made a beautiful thing disgusting, shameful, and ugly because of their insecurities and desire to put people in their place, in order to feel superior, by beating down another.”I need to think about this some more.”He kissed me, then took me home. We didn’t discuss it again for over a month.*****A few days later, Darrin walked by my desk and motioned for me to follow him. We ended up in the windowless office again. Maybe I should move my desk in there.Anyway, he asked, “Did Mary Morales speak to you?”Think before speaking my brain shouted, “play dumb…, play dumb”. “Who’s Mary Morales?””You know. You met her at your coming-out party. She’s the company’s General Consul.””Uuuuh… well, no, we haven’t spoken. Why?” I’m a terrible liar, but I hoped I was convincing enough.”She stopped by my office earlier stating that I need to transfer you because you’re my employee and we’re involved. Mary presented a convincing legal basis for her opinion. She’s probably right.””I don’t want a transfer! I like it here. I like who I work with, and now, I even like my new boss.””Well, how about Chicago?””Are you going to Chicago?””No, I’ll still be here.””Fuck that idea. The only worse place would be Birmingham.”He downheartedly said, “That was the other option.””Shit, Shit, Shit!! This is going to fuck up my plan. The only other thing I can do is transfer the whole department to another VP,” he bemoaned.”Why is that so bad?””All right, this is all privileged info, so don’t tell anyone. OK?”One more fucking secret, I didn’t need any more complexity in my life right now.”Yes, of course, you know I won’t say anything.””OK. Since I got rid of Correll, your department’s productivity has shot through the roof, and the morale is the best in the company.””So why is that a bad thing?””If I transfer the department, another VP will get credit for the groundwork I did. I was going to use this as a bargaining chip to garner votes and force the President out. He’s in a weak position. He’s made some bad decisions, and the CEO has lost trust in his ability to lead us,” he confided to me.Continuing, he said, “If I give this away, I’ll have to come up with another way to get the other VPs to support me.”Pausing a few seconds, “What the fuck! I’d be miserable if you weren’t around. The General has gotten used to having you serve under his direction.”That sexy smile made an appearance across his lips.Being polite, I responded sympathetically with, “Is there anything I can do to help?”I didn’t really think I was in a position to do anything that would help a power play of this magnitude given my lowly status.”I don’t know. I’ll think about it.”Our department was transferred to the Senior VP the next week, and he transferred his worst-performing department to Darrin. He got fucked in the trade. I felt bad, but it said that Darrin was willing to sacrifice for me. That’s something.*****On weekends, Darrin and I would get in his speedster and just drive. He liked to go fast. It helped him relax from the top-floor interactions.He always had me remove my panties and bra. I’d get seated and then he’d pull my skirt up to my hips. You could see my who-ha. He’d unbutton most, but not all the buttons on my blouse. It was a game he liked to play, and besides, it made him happy like a kid on a hot August day with an ice cream cone. It didn’t harm anyone, so I played along.Darrin could talk me into just about anything. Besides, it was kind of exciting and sexy. We always had great sex when we got home, if we made it that far.Darrin thinks truckers have a hard job. They’re alone and away from home for long stretches of time, but the job they do is indispensable. His dad was a long-haul trucker, so they hold a special place in his psyche.Let’s isveçbahis yeni giriş give them something to get them through the next leg of their trip, he would say, then he would speed up to pass them. Once he was even with the cab, he’d match their speed. The driver would invariably look down to see who was passing and get a good view of me. They’d usually toot their horn or flash their lights, just something to show their appreciation.This particular Sunday afternoon, Darrin wanted to take it to the next level, but I was apprehensive. “Darrin, I don’t know. Isn’t this a bit risky? Couldn’t we get arrested?””Technically, yes, if the trucker reports us, but a real man would never do that. Besides, that’s the thrill of it, the chance of being caught. Why don’t you live for once?””I’m not sure. This is scary.””Just close your eyes, feel the wind in your hair, the sun on your face, and let me drive. C’mon, if you love me, you’ll do this for me. You might like it.”His reply was pure manipulation. I got an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Darrin knew I couldn’t or wouldn’t refuse him.”OK, just this once though.”I hesitantly agreed because, deep down, I knew it wouldn’t be just once. Darrin got my clothing prepared just the way he wanted and off we went looking for the first trucker.We must’ve been going at least 100 mph. The drive itself was excitement enough for me, but Darrin caught up with a truck that had big carless gaps in front and behind. He leaned over and kissed me.”OK, let’s give him a show that he’ll be talking about for years.”Darrin passed the truck slowly first. The trucker saw my lady parts and tooted his horn, but Darrin didn’t speed away. He slowed back down and let the trucker get even with us. Darrin’s hand dropped into my lap. I closed my eyes; spread my legs, and he began fingering me.I didn’t see any of the rest, but this is what I felt. He slid a couple of fingers deep into my pussy, and I heard his lips smack as he licked them clean and reinserted them. He licked his fingers again. I felt him lift one of my boobs out and pinched my nipple, which was already erect. I could feel the July sun and the wind on it. He took my hand and placed it between his legs.”Do it for me, baby.”That meant, “jack me off”. I had done it many times before except I assumed the trucker was watching. With Darrin fingering me, my lady parts were drooling. I pumped the General like an oil rig. Darrin sensed my approaching orgasm. His hand slipped behind my neck and pulled my head down. This wasn’t part of the plan. He was ad-libbing. The General met my lips and took his place in my mouth.”General Patton needs relief.”My eyes were still closed, but I knew what that meant. I began giving Darrin my best oral treatment. He was super-hot, and I knew he wasn’t going to last long.”I need to cum on your face. It’ll be perfect,” Darrin moaned.I couldn’t believe I was really doing this, and we were still going 70 mph. Using my hair as a handle, Darrin pulled my mouth off as the General fired several cannon blasts directly on my face.”Sit up and lie back!”With my eyes still closed, I felt Darrin smearing his milky seed all over my face with his fingers, and then using them, he fed it to me. I licked them clean like a cat with a bowl of cream. We sped off.While we headed back toward town, Darrin told me the trucker was jacking-off as I was sucking the General. We stopped at a motel because we’re both too hot to continue.We fucked like rabbits. I couldn’t believe that sex with Darrin could have gotten any better, but this was on a totally higher fucking level. The thought of another man watching me do those things with Darrin made my lady parts salivate. Pleasing two men at the same time made me ecstatic. If I wasn’t in love with Darrin before, I was after that day. He brought so much enjoyment, excitement, exhilaration, danger, and complexity to my dull life. It was a thrill to be in his presence. *****On Tuesday of the next week, Darrin stopped by my desk and said, “There’s something you can do to make up for the hit I took on your department transfer.””What is it?””I need you to be the hostess at my executive party. It’s my turn to host.”You see, our company has a General Consul, 6 VPs, President and CEO as the executive committee. Each one was responsible for one of the monthly executive parties. The company-wide parties were: Fourth of July, Thanksgiving, and Christmas/New Year’s.These execs’ parties were usually at their homes and spouses attended. They were low-key events – dinner, cocktails, maybe some dancing, but always fun. I got to see the CEO do impressions at one of them. He was pretty good. It made them seem more human and not just a name on the letterhead. The parties were a boost to teamwork and morale among the executive staff.Darrin explained, “Since my apartment might be a little small, I was thinking a pool party. It’s summer. I could rent a private pool and get everything else arranged. Your job would be to entertain the execs – bring them drinks, refills, make conversation, be beautiful, and whatever they needed to have a good time.””Sounds like fun. It’s the least I can do for my man and his career.” I gave him a big hug.Quickly looking around to see if anyone was watching, I kissed him, too.A few days later, Darrin called.”Well, everything is a go with the party. Stop by my office when you get a chance. I have something I want to show you. Check with my secretary to find a time that’ll work for us.”Criminy, my sweetie had a full schedule, but there was something around 4:30 PM.Arriving a little late, his secretary was just about to leave. She showed me in then headed home. Once in Darrin’s office, he had two packages on his desk.  He tossed one of them to me.”Open it.”Ripping the wrapping off, it was a yellow bikini if it could be called that. Looking it over, the bottom was essentially butt and cunt floss. The top would barely cover my nipples. I could’ve covered more with two Band-Aids and a cork.”And where am I going to wear this?”Darrin smiled, “The pool party??””Are you fucking kidding me? There’s no way I’m wearing this around the execs and their wives. They’d think I was a whore.”

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