Chapter 7

"Thanks again for having us this week," Karl said, vigorously shaking hands with the various McMillon officers in the board room. Lisa was also shaking hands, feeling quite relieved to be through with the day's presentation.

The pitch had mostly gone well, but she'd flubbed a major part of her presentation, and Karl had had to jump in once more to save her. He didn't think it had made much of a difference, but he knew that Lisa was embarrassed by her slip-up.

In fact, Lisa had been acting fairly flustered all day. Karl had met her in the lobby and gone over the day's plan, focusing entirely on the work at hand. Lisa had wanted to talk to him some more about their recent sexcapades, but he'd made it clear that he was in all-business-mode. Now they were wrapping up the last of their business, and she wasn't sure what to expect from him. They still had one more night at the hotel, as their flight left early the next morning.

"Very nice to meet you both," the executive was saying as he led them to the door. "I hope to have something for you by the end of the week."

"That'd be great," Karl told him. Then they said their goodbyes and headed for the garage.

"Well, that could have gone more smoothly," Lisa sighed.

"Don't be silly, Lisa," Karl encouraged her. "They loved it, I can tell."

"If you say so."

Without asking Lisa, Karl headed straight up to her room and entered with her.

"I just need to make a quick phone call," he told her, tossing his jacket over a chair and pulling his tie loose. He picked up the phone and started to unbutton his shirt cuffs.

Lisa set her briefcase down, watching him. She wasn't sure what he had in mind, but she could guess.

"Kathy? Hi, babe - yeah, I miss you too, baby." Karl looked at Lisa as he talked with his wife. He continued unbuttoning his shirt as he spoke, cradling the phone between his head and shoulder. "Oh, you know, the usual, nothing very interesting. Yeah, I can hardly wait. Chances are I'll be home early tomorrow and we can take the girls out for dinner. But you better get a good night's sleep tonight, baby, 'cause when I get home you're in for a long night." He grinned at Lisa, giving her a wink. "You know it, Kathy, I've missed you so much. Me, too. Okay, well, I better get going. Give the girls a kiss for me, and let them know we're going out for dinner tomorrow night. I love you, too, babe. Night."

Karl dropped the phone into the cradle and pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside as he stepped towards Lisa.

"Karl," she began, but he cut her off by pulling her into his arms and pressing his lips to hers.

"Mmmmmm," Lisa moaned, melting in his strong grasp. Her mind was racing, and she was surprised by Karl's manner, her anxieties from the day quickly replaced with anxieties about her boss.

Karl couldn't care less. He'd been horny all day, and while he'd made sure they covered all the bases for the McMillon account, he'd been looking forward to getting his hands on Lisa's hot body again, and he didn't want to waste any time.

Lisa was surprised to feel Karl pushing her back and she opened her eyes to look at him, wondering why he seemed to be changing gears. His intent was soon clear, though, as he firmly pushed her down, guiding her to kneel before him. He stroked her hair, holding her head in place before his crotch. She looked up at him, a questioning look on her face, but she knew what he wanted.

Her hands fumbled with his belt before she managed to get it free, pulling at his fly.

"That's right, Lisa," Karl whispered. "Take it out for me, baby."

Lisa felt his stiff bulge long before she was able to get his pants open, but she was still surprised when she pulled his boxers down and Karl's fat cock sprang out, slapping her heavily in the face. She grasped him at the base with one hand and cupped his balls with the other, holding his thick prick. She licked her lips, realizing just how hungry she was to taste him, to have her mouth around him.

"Go ahead, you hungry little slut," Karl told her, running his fingers through her thick mane. "You know you want it, Lisa. Don't make me wait."

Ignoring his demeaning words for now, Lisa guided the big round bulb to her mouth and sucked it in, rubbing her tongue over it. She could taste his salty pre-cum already oozing out of him, and she wondered if he'd been thinking about this moment all day. Looking up at him with a mouth full of cock, she saw that Karl had shut his eyes, smiling at the sensation of having his prick in Lisa's hot little mouth, and it made her feel sexy.

She started bobbing up and down, pumping her hand on his shaft while she sucked as much of him into her slick mouth as she could manage, and Karl kept a firm grip on her head, pushing her a little farther with each thrust.

"Umm, that's it, slut," he moaned, clearly enjoying the blowjob. "You're such a sexy little whore, Lisa, you know that? God, I've been waiting for this all day long. I'll bet you were too, weren't you? Sexy little cock-slut. Yeah, I'll bet you've been soaking wet all day, knowing that I was going to bring you back here and fuck you silly."

Lisa blushed, ashamed by what Karl was saying but unwilling to stop her ministrations to his wonderful cock. She tried to relax as much as possible, taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She'd never much cared for oral sex in the past, always felt that it was demeaning somehow. In face, Steve had begged her for it on more than one occasion when they were dating but she'd always put him off. Now, however, she felt so dirty taking Karl's fat cock into her mouth, but sexy, too. Knowing that she couldn't refuse him somehow made it okay to behave this way, the way he must see her now: as a slut.

She swallowed and Karl felt the delicious sensation of his cock entering her throat, causing him to moan.

"Oh Lisa, that's just wonderful, baby," he panted. "Jesus, you're a good cocksucker, you know that? God, I could get used to this!"

He leaned back against the low dresser as his legs began to tremble a bit, and he looked down, watching as his employee went to town on his pole. He didn't want to hold back, and he knew he'd be ready to spew quite soon if Lisa kept this up.

Lisa felt a sense of pride as Karl groaned, stroking her head as she moved up and down his shaft. She felt like such a slut, sucking her boss off like this, still dressed in her business suit. God, it was too embarrassing to contemplate, and yet she couldn't stop now, she loved it too much. Sucking Karl's prick was an incredible experience, and she let herself go with the experience, humming and moaning as she worked.

Karl held Lisa's head firmly in place as he felt his orgasm coming on. He was determined to cum in her mouth, and he didn't want her to pull away when she felt him tensing up. To his pleasant surprise, however, she only intensified her voracious sucking when he began to buck, gripping the base of his cock while she reached around to cup his ass with her other hand, and suddenly he was exploding into her hungry little mouth, shooting thick gobs of spunk down her throat.

"Ughnnnnnn!" Karl grunted, letting himself enjoy his powerful release.

Lisa moaned as she sucked him, sliding her lips up and down his glistening rod and pumping him with her hand. She felt like such a slut, but she couldn't help herself; she loved having his fat prick in her mouth, and she nearly came along with him when he spurted down her throat.

Karl slumped back a little on the dresser after he'd shot the last of his load, catching his breath. Lisa continued slurping his stiff prick, lapping up every last drop.

"Good girl," Karl said, stroking her cheek. He reached down to open the nearby mini-fridge and pulled out a cold, green bottle of beer, popping it open and taking a long drag. "Ahhh," he sighed. "That's nice, baby."

Lisa looked up at him, her eyes beaming with a sultry mixture of pride and shame at what she'd done, and it only served to make Karl want to fuck her more.

"Now get out of those clothes, Lisa," he growled, "and get on the fucking bed."

Kathy finished putting the girls to bed, kissing them both goodnight. It had been hard to calm them down once they'd heard that Daddy was taking them all out for dinner tomorrow night, but she'd made it clear that they couldn't stay up late tonight if they expected a special evening tomorrow, and eventually Nancy and Karen had settled down enough to let Kathy tuck them in.

She had to grin as she walked down the hall. Those two were certainly a pair of daddy's girls, there was no denying it. She wondered, as she often did, just what sort of young women they'd be. Probably as wild and charismatic as their father, she assumed. Of course, she liked to think she saw quite a bit of herself in them as well.

She slipped out of her robe and crawled onto the bed, not bothering to pull the covers up. She ran her hands over her generous curves, imagining Karl touching her, holding her, fucking her the way she loved to be fucked. She sighed as she lightly ran her fingers through her soft bush, gently pressing against her puffy mound. This would have to be the last business trip for a while, she told herself. Either that, or she'd need to get a more powerful vibrator. She pulled hers out of the nightstand, turning it on and running the humming cylinder down between her heavy breasts, down her stomach to brush it over her sensitive pussy lips.

"Oh Karl," she whispered softly, squeezing one of her breasts as she rubbed herself with the vibrator, her juices already beginning to flow.

Lisa dropped her bags as she stepped back into her house, tossing her jacket on top of them with a heavy sigh. She felt like a mess.

Karl had dropped her off directly at home on the way back from the airport, giving her the rest of the day off. He told her he planned to call it a day as well and that he'd see her the next day in the office, when the two of them could give Clarissa an update. She went into the kitchen and opened the freezer, pulling out a bottle of vodka. She needed a drink.

God, what's happening to me? she asked herself as she took a heavy belt straight from the bottle. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and poured herself a couple fingers worth, not bothering to add anything else before she took another swig. She coughed, unaccustomed to drinking alcohol so quickly. Taking the bottle with her, she plopped down at the kitchen table and hung her head in her hands.

It wasn't that the sex with Karl hadn't been incredible; it had been unlike anything she'd ever experienced with anyone else. He'd taken her to places she'd never imagined before, over and over. It was as if she lost all control with him, and that was what scared her.

Karl turned into another person when they were fucking, a demanding, somewhat condescending man who commanded her around and got what he wanted. He was nothing like the firm but understanding mentor who'd guided her career so generously at Metro.

Last night Lisa had cum so much she thought she'd pass out, but Karl had been relentless, never giving her a chance to rest before he'd change position and continue the wild fucking, treating her roughly, a lusty smirk on his face. Several times he'd pulled out of her, his fat cock slick with her copious juices, and had her suck him down again. Just the memory of the taste of herself on his cock made Lisa flush with desire once more.

"Oh Karl," she sighed to herself, pulling her skirt up to reveal her firm thighs. "What are you doing to me?"