Chapter 8

"Come in!" Sam called. Kate pushed open the big oak door. Sam was sitting behind his desk.

She ran over to him... "Oh Sam... Sam..." she cried, tears streaming down her face. Sam got up and came around the desk to meet her.

"My, my..." he said... "And on your birthday, too... By the way, I'm going to have all those presents put away for you in a special room... You can use them as you like. Now what's the trouble?"

Kate clung to his neck letting all the words tumble out quickly... that she had to leave Tim, divorce him... that she had no idea what she was doing or what was to become of her, but that she knew that Sam would help her... even if she had behaved like a common slut the night before... surely he would help her.

Sam sat her down on his sofa and brought out the brandy. "First of all, let me tell you that you behaved just as I wanted you to behave last night. You were beautiful, more beautiful than ever. I want you, Kate... You must know that by now... and I won't let Tim be a problem to you or to me. I've dealt with Aries rams before!"

Kate sat sipping the brandy... she was beginning to feel secure again. The reassuring tone of Sam's voice droned on and on in her head and the surrounding of books and papers all served to calm her considerably.

"And you will travel everywhere that I go... be my, shall we say, special assistant? You will have as much money as you need to keep you happy, clothes, friends, position... It's a nice life... Parties like last night's, celebrities, fun and games... Will you do it? There may be things that are difficult for you in the beginning, but after a while it will all be smooth sailing!"

"Yes... yes... I want to do that!" Kate said... "Yes!"

"Well, think about it... I insist... come and tell me tomorrow... about this same time... All right?"

"All right," Kate agreed reluctantly.

Sam helped her up and took her in his arms, squeezing her tightly to his body. His cock rose against her belly as he pressed her closer and closer to him, rubbing her crotch against its hardness.

"Come tomorrow, my love... I'll be waiting for you with this." His cock executed a jerk against her warm, now friendly pussy and she could feel the outline of it clearly. She blushed a deep red as the juices began to trickle unashamedly down between her thighs. Why did she have to wait until the next day, she wondered, when she wanted to be with him right then, right that moment.

"Now, run along... I've some work to do... See you tomorrow!" Sam escorted her to the door and ushered her out, kissing her gently on the neck before she left.

The following day at the appointed time, Kate went to Sam's study. She felt very composed that day and sure of her decision. She had spent the night alone in the room that contained her birthday presents, sleeping until late that morning. It had been wonderful being alone. She had been able to think things out clearly for the first time in a long time. She had carefully avoided running into Tim. She hoped that he would just leave.

It was with relief that she realized that she felt no allegiance whatsoever to her husband. Sam was the man who occupied most of her thoughts. Even though she was still confused about his sexual habits, she kept remembering how it felt to be alone with him. How thoughtful he was and how handsome... all those presents! She had tried everything on several times before going to sleep and unbeknownst to her, Sam Dagon had spent a short while watching her from behind the two, way mirror before going to his own bedroom.

Now Kate waited patiently for Sam to answer her knock. She was wearing one of the new dresses she had bought at Magnin's... a short jumper with long sleeves and a low plunging neckline that showed off the voluptuous blossoming of her creamy breasts. She wanted to look her best for Sam to keep him wanting her as long as possible.

He came to the door and let her in. The sight of him sent little ripples of excitement scurrying over her and she could feel her skin breaking out in goose-bumps.

"Come in, darling," Sam said. "Come into the alcove."

Kate followed him into the spacious alcove of the library where a large studio couch stood against the wall. It was minutes before she was completely undressed and in Sam's arms.

"Oh, Sam... oh darling..." she cried out, trembling in Sam's strong arms.

She felt the leather of the couch, cool on her naked skin, as the somber light made shadowy shapes of their coupling bodies. The soft sounds of their lovemaking grew to crescendo pitch and eventually the room fairly rocked with lewd grunts and groans as Sam's cock dipped hungrily in and out of her receptive cunt. It felt even more wonderful than she had remembered, filling her, satisfying her so completely that she burst into tears.

"Oh, Sam... oh darling..." she cried out, raising herself up to him as he lay on top of her spent body. "You're wonderful... so wonderful! And I want to be with you always..."

"Will you do just as I say at all times?" Sam asked her.

Kate hesitated, thinking of Tule Hasan and his agent... she still couldn't quite accept what had happened, even though she had tried to rationalize the whole thing.

"There is nothing wrong with the human body, my love... and I believe in enjoying its pleasure to the fullest. You will have to go along with me on this if we're going to be a team! Not only go along, love... but I'll be expecting you to take the initiative on certain occasions!"

His rock-hard penis executed a little jump at the farthest end of her filled vagina, causing Kate to moan with the renewed excitation of her womb. She felt so wet and warm between her legs, where she could feel the seeping of Sam's sperm mingled with her own lubricating fluids. Sam's hairy chest tickled at her hard nipples, his body hot against hers. She was intoxicated by his powerful aura, his expert lovemaking. At that moment she was beginning to think that she would be able to do anything he asked her to do... anything at all.

"I'll try..." she whispered, pulling him closer to her. Her hands played up and down his back enjoying the hard muscles beneath the smooth tawny skin. "Oh, God," she thought... "I love him. I really love him!"

Sam playfully withdrew his enormous member from its snug confines, holding it just outside of Kate's tingling cunt, then he pushed it all the way in, until its full length was imbedded to the hilt in her velvety depths. The entrance of his cock made a soft wet noise as it slid into the moist passageway.

"Umph!" Kate grunted, lust flowing fast through her veins as once more she wrapped her long sensuous legs around Sam's back, drawing him in, locking him to her wide-stretched crotch.

Long, smooth strokes, hard and swift, poking into her as though he were churning butter with his cock... Sam fucked her well, but his mind was elsewhere. Without losing a stroke, he reached out behind the couch and pressed a buzzer. If this worked, he knew there would be no turning back for Kate and he could count on her.

Kate looked up through blurry eyes, red and swollen from the exertions of lovemaking.

"Dot!" Her first impulse was to jump up and scratch the French girl's eyes out, but she held herself back. Sam must have asked her to come here... but while they were making love!? Kate had gotten half- dressed by the time the girl came in, wearing nothing but her panties and a bra, both of matching cream-colored satin... presents from Sam, and Sam was sitting behind his desk wearing his black silk lounging robe and smoking a cigar.

Dot looked at Kate and with her usual good nature, smiled and said, "Bonjour!" Then she let off a stream of French to Sam that Kate's high school French could not follow. Sam answered her briefly and nodded toward Kate.

Kate thought she was going to explode from anger if someone didn't explain something in English soon. Perhaps Dot was here to apologize to her about Tim... Well, it no longer mattered... she wanted to hear nothing about Tim... nothing whatsoever!

"Kate, darling," Sam said. "This will be more in the order of a lesson than anything else... of course, you can make of it what you like... but I want you to retain what is going to happen so that you will be able to do this yourself in the future!"

"What? Do what?" Kate asked. She had been sitting in a chair facing the desk and now she pulled herself up halfway, the tendons in her hands standing out tautly as she gripped the arms of the chair.

"A little diversion..." Sam said... "With Dot."

"Sam," Kate swallowed hard. "If you mean what I think... I thought..." she stuttered weakly. "I'm sorry but I-I just can't..."

Sam stood up, pulling his robe belt tight around him.

"Of course you can... You just told me you could do anything for me!"

"But I didn't mean..."

A menacing glare transformed Sam's usually peaceful features and Kate felt suddenly cold. How could everything crumble like this so suddenly?

"I thought we had made an arrangement!" Sam said with mock sadness. "I'm disappointed in you.

Kate's head began to ache and her chills had turned to hot flashes.

Dot stood by watching impassively. She found it very amusing. Sam certainly did have some entertaining ideas... first the husband and now the wife!

Kate lowered her head, and when she raised it again her eyes were glistening with tears. She looked at Dot with her mouth open, but no words came. They were both waiting for her to say something. She felt as though a hot spotlight had been turned on her and that she was in the proverbial "hot seat" being given the third degree. Her hands trembled visibly and her lower lip quivered with apprehension

She dared not look at Sam again, because she knew it would be too painful. What choices did she have! If she left Sam now she would be back where she started... only worse maybe, with no husband, no job... nothing. She could always get another job waiting on tables, but the very thought brought knots to her stomach. Apart from the feelings she had for Sam, positions like the one he was giving her didn't come around every day... she couldn't even type so secretarial work was out...

"All right, Sam," she said, her face burning. "What... what shall I do?" She looked over again at the French girl who was leaning nonchalantly against the bookshelves waiting for them to make up their minds.

Sam smiled. He knew she'd pull through.

"Well, first of all, we'll get you two girls together in the alcove... Yes, I think that's the best place!" He moved out from behind the desk, rubbing his hands together.

Kate rose and stumbled toward the alcove. She felt their eyes on her back as she walked. She knew they were looking at the way her buttocks moved below the skimpy panties she had worn. But that sight had been meant for Sam's eyes, and for his alone. Not for this woman... this creature who had seduced her husband... or had it been the other way around?

They reached the alcove and Kate felt herself grow dizzy and stopped to steady herself against a table that held a big globe that was centuries old. This was just awful! He was going to ask her to do what to her was the most immoral thing she could think of. The thought of it was disgusting... A woman with another woman... God, had she stooped so low that she would allow this to happen to her too... this, after everything else she had been through?