After 15 years in sales, Joe had saved up enough money to pursue his passion for writing. He wrote a sales book and took it on tour across the U.S., starting with small towns to test his marketing strategy before targeting big cities. The first stop was Wichita, Kansas, where Joe was fortunate to land a radio interview to promote his book launch night. Twenty-five people arrived at the promotion.
Columbus, Ohio, was the next stop. He appeared on three radio stations and had 60 people attend his event. The promotional night was a success in Joe’s eyes, as he sold 50 books and felt his presentation had improved.
He felt ready to take on the big cities, so he headed to Houston, Texas. Although Joe had a good income as a salesman, he knew that the amount he kept at the end of the month was more important than the one earned. That was the key motivator for his frugality. He always lived well below his means and saved a large portion of his income.
He was tired of staying at cheap motels on the main road and hearing hookers in the room next to him. But he put up with it, hoping for a breakthrough in book sales.
A major TV station was fascinated by Joe’s story of having a successful sales career and venturing into book writing, so they invited him for an interview. Joe’s enthralling life story captured the attention of a large audience.
On the night of the tour, he walked into the venue and then peeked behind the curtain, his eyes widening and lip lowering as he looked at several hundred people. Joe smiled and clenched his fist, believing that was just the beginning of his success.
The audience was enthralled by Joe’s story, and they lined up after the talk to buy his book. In the audience were Vinny and Elise. Vinny’s air conditioning company was successful, but he felt that his team could do better. Hoping to learn advanced sales techniques, he attended Joe’s event to buy the book.
Vinny was extremely impressed by Joe’s sales experience, and he bought a book for each of his twenty salespeople. Joe smiled and then chuckled as Vinny put the books on the table for him to sign.
“Wow, that’s quite a lot of books,” said Joe.
Vinny smiled and said, “It’s for my sales team. They’re definitely gonna get value out of this book and hopefully make me lots of money,” he laughed.
“That’s the point.”
Joe’s eyes drifted to Elise. He smiled at her, attempting to refrain from revealing that he would bend her over the table and give it to her so hard that she would scream her lungs out. He imagined spanking her ass as he rode her from behind and then squeezed her big tits. Joe got a boner just thinking about it. He could only imagine how good it would feel to have his dick inside her pussy.
Joe signed the books and then shook Vinny’s hand. “You mind if we chat after you’re done?” asked Vinny.
“Yeah, sure.” Joe was curious about what Vinny wanted, but he was more glad to have another opportunity to look at Elise.
At the end of the night, Joe had signed 350 books. He couldn’t believe how successful the night was, and he realised that his TV appearance was a major element of the night’s success.
Most of the people had disbursed when Joe approached Vinny. He couldn’t prevent his eyes from drifting to Elise, even if it was just a glance. A quick look at her chest would provide him with material to jerk off that night when he got to his motel.
“My wife and I would be honoured to have you over for dinner,” said Vinny.
Joe thought about enjoying a home-cooked meal and exchanging pleasantries with Elise. “Yeah, sure,” he blurted out, sounding more excited than he wanted to let on.
He made eye contact with Elise for a brief moment to ensure she didn’t notice his desperation. Her eyebrow was raised, and her lips curled. Joe was convinced she noticed his infatuation with her, but he didn’t care. He badly wanted to bang her and would’ve done it that night if she was available.
“Great,” said Vinny. “How about tomorrow night?”
“Sounds good.”
They shook hands again, and Joe glimpsed Elise’s ass after she turned her back to him.
In the motel room, Joe lay on his bed and stroked his dick while thinking about Elise blowing him. He pictured her in reverse cowgirl, raising her ass off his dick and then lowering it. He murmured, picturing how good it would feel to cum inside her. Joe twitched suddenly as he busted a load onto the sheets.
The following night, Joe showed up at the house with a wine bottle. Elise opened the door, smiling. Joe’s eyes drifted from her face down to her chest, which bulged from the tight v-neck, red dress. He handed her the bottle and said, “You look lovely.”
Her smile broadened. “Thank you.” She couldn’t remember the last time Vinny had complimented her.
Joe stepped inside, gazing at the massive diamond chandelier above him and then looked at the wooden carved staircase that twisted to the massive window overlooking the pool and the spacious yard. The property made him realise the reason that a young, beautiful woman such as Elise would marry an old geezer.
Vinny walked up to Joe, smiling and his hand stretched out. He escorted Joe to the cigar lounge and poured them whiskey. After chatting for a few minutes, they joined Elise at the dining table.
Trays filled with seafood, fish and various salad bowls had covered the table. Joe’s stomach growled. He was eager to sink his teeth into the food after eating cheap motel meals for the last few weeks.
“Please, dish up,” said Elise.
Joe smiled at her and then grabbed the tongs. He dished up a full plate and reminded himself to eat slowly because he had company.
During dinner, Vinny spoke about how he started his business thirty years ago and the way he met Elise. No doubt she came into your life after you made a couple of million and not while you were struggling, thought Joe.
“I’ve had so much on my plate that Elise and I haven’t been on holiday in a while,” said Vinny, rubbing Elise’s back and looking at her.
Joe noticed that she had forced a smile and thought that it had been a while since Vinny had banged her. He would gladly take his place.
“Elise knew before she married me that the company was everything to me and I’d have to sacrifice spending time with her to provide the lifestyle she wanted.”
She looked at her plate while holding a wine glass. I doubt she’s depressed about not spending time with you. She just craves a dick inside her, thought Joe.
“But everything will return to normal once I sort out my sales team,” said Vinny. “That’s one of the reasons I invited you to dinner,” he added.
“Okay.”
“I was hoping you would train my people, show them some advanced techniques. It’s one thing to read it in your book, but it’s a different story to have you there to show them the ropes.”
Joe thought that was a great way to make an additional income to advance his travels. “I can do that. When would you want me to do it?”
“Tomorrow, if possible.”
Joe thought about it briefly, then nodded. “I don’t see why not.”
He presented a five-hour seminar to the sales team the following day. Vinny was impressed with Joe’s teachings and wanted to stay in touch with him for future endeavours.
“What’s your plans?” asked Vinny.
“I’m gonna tour the US for the next couple of weeks before I head out. I was thinking Europe next.”
Vinny’s head perked up. “Where exactly in Europe?”
“Haven’t really decided yet. Maybe Germany or France.”
“I’ve got a vacation house in Italy,” said Vinny. “You’re welcome to use it. You’d actually be doing me a favour. I’ve been meaning to take Elise there for some time, but something always comes up with the business.” Vinny noticed Joe mulling over the idea. He persisted, “It’s in a really quiet neighbourhood. Perfect for a writer to concentrate.” Vinny chuckled.
Joe thought about it for a few seconds. The free accommodation was alluring, not to mention that the major European countries were a two-hour flight away.
“Sounds good. I’ll take you up on that offer.”
Vinny smiled and shook Joe’s hand, looking more excited than Joe.
A few weeks later, Joe contacted Vinny and made arrangements to collect the house keys from Vinny’s neighbour in Italy.
He stood in front of a white, two-storey house and marvelled at the architectural details that made it one of the most lavish houses Joe had seen. He pursed his lips and nodded, thinking that Vinny had done well for himself. He was a good guy and an even better businessman.
Joe put his bag in the hallway and then toured the house. He entered every bedroom and looked at the beds, picturing himself banging a hot Italian woman in doggystyle and her jumping on top of him. He thought about banging her on the one bed and then carrying her to the next bed. It was a territorial thing for him, and he wanted to leave his mark in every part of the house.
That night, Joe fell asleep within minutes. The soft, silk sheets and peaceful neighbourhood were a stark contrast to the motels he was accustomed to. He dreamt about a woman entering his bedroom and telling him that she wanted to blow him. He gladly obliged, and she pulled down his jocks and sucked him off.
At ten o’clock in the morning, Joe woke up. He stretched and smiled, pleased with his habitat. The only thing he craved was pussy. The last time he had sex was weeks ago with a prostitute. Lonely travels had made him submit to paid intimacy. He didn’t want to go down that road, but every man can hold out only for so long.
Joe took a taxi to Milan’s centre. He asked a stranger to take a photo of him in front of the Duomo di Milano and then went to Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. After entering several shops, his stomach growled to remind him that it had been six hours since breakfast.
He gorged on a 1kg steak with an Italian salad. After filling his stomach, he wanted to empty his balls.
The Nigerian woman with a round ass and big tits smiled at him as he walked past her in a dingy area known for prostitution. He carried on walking but thought about going back to her. Joe figured better options awaited him, but he could always turn around if other prospects were less appealing.
A young woman bent over a few metres ahead of him and puked. Joe stopped and watched vomit pour out of her mouth, making him queasy. His forehead wrinkled, and his eyebrows lowered as his eyes narrowed.
He dashed out of the area and went home.
The house phone rang. “Hello. This is Joe speaking.”
“Joe, it’s Vinny. How are you?”
He smiled. “Hey, Vinny. I’m great. Good to hear from you.”
“I thought I’d check on you and make sure everything is good. You enjoying the stay? Do you need anything?”
“Everything is great. I’m loving it here.”
“Good, good. That’s what I wanna hear. I actually need to ask you a favour.”
“Sure, anything.”
“You know that Elise has been on my case about me not taking her on vacation. But I’ve just been so busy, and I thought that since you’re in Italy now, it would be the ideal time for her to visit. It’s been years since we were there, and I know she’d love to see Milan again. What do you say?”
The companionship of a beautiful woman was exactly what Joe needed. “Uh, yeah. That’s fine with me.”
Vinny grinned. “Great. I’ll let Elise know. I’m sure she’s going to jump at the opportunity.”
Joe got hard thinking about seeing Elise.
The following day, Joe recalled that he hadn’t asked Vinny when he planned for Elise to arrive in Italy. He figured that he would discuss it with her and then let him know once they have finalised.
A week later, Joe started writing a new book about his travels. He wanted to document his journey and make money from it, so he figured a book provided the solution.
The doorbell rang. Joe frowned, not expecting company. He opened the door, and his eyes and smile widened. Elise smiled and said, “Hi. Hope I’m not disturbing.”
“No, not at all. Come in,” Joe grabbed her bag. “I thought Vinny would let me know when you were coming so I could fetch you from the airport.”
“He didn’t want to disturb you, so he organised everything.”
“I see. Okay, welcome.”
They smiled and held eye contact for longer than usual. Joe asked, “Where would you like me to take this bag?”
“The master bedroom.”
Elise followed him there, and he placed the bag in front of the bed. “Thank you,” she said.
They looked at each other again, and Joe realised that he should give her privacy. “I should go and let you get settled in.”
He smiled and then closed the door, his ear pressed against it. A minute later, he heard the water in the shower bashing the tiles. He pictured walking into the shower and standing behind Elise, running his hands down her arms and then to her thighs as water cascaded off her body.
Joe got a boner and couldn’t punish himself any longer by wallowing in a fantasy without climaxing. He went to his bedroom and jerked off. It took him only a few minutes to bust a load onto the sheets.
An hour later in the living room, Elise joined Joe. They spoke about his stay and how she had missed the house. She loved Italy in the summer and told him that she was in no rush to go back to Houston. They got carried away in the conversation, not realising that two hours had passed.
She looked up at the watch above the television and said, “Oh, my. Can’t believe we’ve been chatting for so long. I should start preparing dinner.”
He loved the sound of that. Life couldn’t possibly get any better than a beautiful woman cooking him a meal. Well, if she offered dessert that would be the cherry on the cake.
He showered and returned to the dining lounge an hour later. His eyebrows raised, seeing Elise in a tight black dress revealing her curves as she set the table. He wasn’t expecting her to dress up, so he went back to his bedroom and put on a shirt and a blazer.
He returned to the dining room, and Elise stood up, smiling. “You look nice,” she said.
“Thank you. I can definitely say the same about you.”
She smiled and lowered her gaze, realising that the look in Joe’s eyes conveyed lust.
During dinner, Joe found out that Elise wanted to pursue an art career by studying in France. But that plan changed when she met Vinny. She couldn’t afford to live in France, and he provided her with financial stability, which she lacked her entire life by living with a destitute family.
After dinner, they moved to the living room. They sat next to each other, and Joe poured her another glass of wine. Elise knew where the night would take her if she carried on drinking, and she looked forward to the experience.
The second bottle made Elise friendlier. She laughed at Joe’s cheesy jokes and touched his arm with each laugh. He had noticed. He put his hand on her leg as she took another sip. She moved the glass away from her mouth, looked at his hand and then locked eyes with him.
He crashed his lips into hers, and she reclined and uncrossed her legs. He ravaged her neck, eager to get to the rest of the body. She filled her fist with the back of his hair and moaned. She, too, was eager to take things to the next level.
Joe felt the passion between them intensify. He stood up, and Elise sat up and leaned towards him. She quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. His dick popped out as she pulled down his jocks. She smiled, looking at his dick, then wrapped her lips around it and sucked it.
She used a circular technique she did with Vinny, which he loved. It involved her tilting her head to the left and then right while stroking Joe’s dick. The swirling movement wet Joe’s dick and made more blood rush to it. He didn’t think it was possible to get harder than he was.
She tickled his balls, making him smile and wanting to cum. He suppressed the urge to blow a load onto her face. Elise pulled back, raised his dick and sucked his balls.
Joe blew out a long breath, feeling revealed as sexual frustration exited his body. He looked at the top of Elise’s head and wondered what she would do next. She put his other ball into her mouth and licked the bottom of it while continuing the dick stroking.
She looked up at him and smiled. Banging another man’s wife made Joe enjoy the intimacy more. Being with her sexually, even for a short period, was like conquering new territory to him.
“Turn around,” he said.
She stood up and turned her back to him. He pulled down the zipper of her dress and unhinged the straps off her shoulders, watching the dress slide down her body and onto the floor. Joe kissed her shoulders and ran his hands over her thighs, then her ass. He squeezed both cheeks and pressed his dick against her ass. She closed her eyes, raised her chin and pressed her cheek against his, imagining how good his dick would feel inside her.
He pressed his hand against her upper back, making her realise he wanted her to bend over. She widened her legs and held the top of the couch’s backrest, bending over. Joe stuck his dick into her pussy and groaned. She was tighter than he thought she would be. He figured that Vinny hadn’t banged her in a while.
Her eyes closed, and her mouth widened as he penetrated. She moaned and then groaned as Joe became more aggressive. He bit his bottom lip and frowned as he increased the pace, eager to give it to her harder. He spanked her ass several times, leaving a red mark on her right cheek.
He wanted his dick to go in deeper into her pussy, so he grabbed her shoulders and thrust his hips faster. She tucked her head in between her shoulders and screamed. Joe smiled, loving that he was giving it to her the way she wanted it.
After several minutes of the hard pounding, he slowed down. Elise raised her head and brushed the wet hair strands off her moist forehead. He ran his hands over her back, gently riding her. Both of them needed to catch their breaths.
Joe pulled his dick out and then slouched on the couch. Elise sat on top of him, straightened her back and put her hands on his shoulders. He grabbed her waist, and she bounced on his dick. Her eyes closed, and she sputtered groans, feeling his hard dick ram her wall.
Sweat slid down her face as she climaxed. Joe looked up at her flushed face and grit his teeth, feeling his load bubble up and ready to burst.
Elise’s hair cascaded off her back as she raised her chin, looking up and screaming to release her orgasm. Joe cupped her tit and continued the rapid thrusting.
He put his arms around her back and raised both of them off the couch. Her legs were wrapped around him and his dick was still inside her pussy as he carried her to the bedroom.
Joe lowered her to the bed and then grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide apart. Her feet were beside her head, and he hovered over her as he resumed the penetration. He breathed deeply as his dick went in all the way into her pussy, and she looked at him, with her hands on his ass.
Unexpectedly, his load shot out. Joe’s back arched as he raised his chin and groaned. She squeezed his peck and then rubbed his chest, feeling grateful for moistening her pussy even more.
For the rest of the week, Joe banged Elise in a different room every day. She screamed in just about every position, and he ejaculated several times a day. He felt like the man.
On Sunday night, Vinny stood in front of his home. He opened the front door and walked inside. He checked the master bedroom first and found it empty. Then he heard a woman screaming in the guest bedroom.
He opened the door and found his wife and Joe banging. Joe stopped and looked at Vinny, a lump forming in his throat. Vinny’s vehement stare made Joe’s heart bash his chest. He thought Vinny would kill him. Wondering why Joe stopped, Elise looked to her right and saw her husband.
Vinny’s eyes drifted to her, and he said, “I want a divorce,” then left.
Elise and Joe looked at each other, uncertain of how to react.
Vinny got on a plane and thought about what happened. He might’ve been old, but he was no fool. He had signed a contract with the government to install air conditioners in 50 public schools. To prepare for the expansion, he took out a loan, which he defaulted on and got sued by the bank after the government cancelled the project.
Knowing Elise would divorce him after she found out about his financial troubles, he transferred his assets to his sister. To make sure he didn’t lose anything, he strengthened his court case by ensuring his wife cheated on him and recorded the intimacy on his home cameras—his method of monitoring the house while away.
When he got back to Houston, his phone rang.
“Hi, Vinny. It’s Joe. I know I’m the last person you wanna hear from, but I have to apologise.”
“If my lawyer needs you to testify as a witness, he’ll give you a call.”
Joe frowned. “What?”
“You heard me. It’s the least you owe me.”
Joe realised there was more to the story than Vinny was letting on. “Why do I get the feeling that you used me?”
“You stayed in my house for free and banged my wife. And you telling me I used you. I’ve got the whole ordeal on tape. I don’t think it will bode well for your writing career to be featured on porn sites with a married woman.”
Joe swallowed and surrendered to Vinny’s demand.
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