Lucky Man Ch. 11

He guffawed loudly at that, causing her to grin. Calming his mirth, he turned and shook his head at her. "I can't really argue with that, now can I?"

"No you can't. I know how that little redheaded slut gets, especially when she sees our big friend here," she said grinning at him and nodding at his crotch.

He chuckled.

"So you want me to suck Drake's cock, is that it?"

He smirked and nodded. "You're really enjoying talking dirty to me now, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am, now shut up and let me finish. I don't have a whole lot of time before your flight." She scowled at him briefly.

He smiled widely but shut his mouth.

"How much can I suck Drake off?" she asked. "Because if you want, I can drop to my knees and start taking his cock into my mouth as soon as I see him and not stop until Molly makes me. I'm sure she's letting Dana keep Payson again, so I don't think there will be much reason to stop."

Grinning, he pushed her a bit. "I think that you should indeed. In fact, if you don't suck him off as much as humanly possible, I'm going to get angry, and you wouldn't like me when I'm angry."

She rolled her eyes and snickered at him but continued her naughty banter.

"Would you like a picture of his cock in my mouth while you're away? It could be a reminder of what your slutty little wife is up to while you're "working" so hard."

"Ooo," he said, turning and grinning. "I actually really would like that. Make sure you get Molly or Drake to take lots of pictures for me so you can send them to me. I loved watching you fuck."

She smiled. "Speaking of that, what about fucking me? Would you like to see him fucking my naughty little pussy? I could even make it a video so you could play it for Kara and Mark."

Duncan groaned and glanced down at his crotch before looking at her. His pants were tented, his erection very obvious.

"I think that someone really likes the thought of another man filling his wife's pussy with his sticky, sticky cum."

"I think someone does," he said as she began to stroke the front of his slacks.

"I'll be sure to send a picture of my wicked little pussy full to the brim with another man's load of sperm so my naughty husband can enjoy the thought of his wife being used like the red-headed slut she really is."

He grinned as she continued to rub, his obvious erection straining upwards.

"Mmm," she said, stroking him. "You really do like the thought of me being naughty. Oh," she said, snapping her fingers. "Maybe Derrek will be there. Maybe I'll send you a picture of both of them taking advantage of my poor little pussy, or sucking both of their cocks. You'd like that, wouldn't you, naughty boy."

He groaned again, but her banter had gotten a little too off-kilter and they began to laugh at the situation.

She smiled and leaned into him. "I love you so much," she said. "I'm really getting the hang of talking dirty, aren't I?"

"I love you more," he replied, causing her to swat his arm. "And you're getting really, really good at pushing my sexual buttons."

She grinned. "That's because I'm a redheaded slut!"

He arrived at the airport a few minutes later and hopped out of the truck as she slid over to take the wheel. Kissing her deeply, he closed the door. Kara was waiting on the curb with her bags and started to walk over, waving when she saw them.

"Don't worry, Babe," she said, coming up to the passenger window. "I'll take care of your husband for you."

Kelly smiled. "During this trip, he's your husband. That means that I'm leaving his sexual satisfaction in your hands, so if you don't take care of him, I'll know and I'll make you pay, you little slut," she said, grinning as Kara looked at her in mock shock.

Her expression changed quickly though as she grinned and clapped excitedly. "So I guess that gives me permission to have my way with him for the entire trip?"

"Fuck his brains out!" Kelly said, grinning widely.

"Goddamn I love this woman," Duncan yelled, pulling his suitcase from the back of the truck.

"Love you," Kelly yelled back, giggling. He came around to the driver's side again and got a final kiss before waving and walking to the curb.

As she pulled off, she glanced back and saw Becky pull up and drop Mark off. That taken care of, she headed to the office to get started on the day's work. The busier she kept herself, the faster time would go by and the sooner she would have her husband back. She didn't mind him playing while she wasn't there, of course. She just knew for sure that she was going to miss him.

She drove to work and went in but the office was quiet since it was early. She went to her desk and started on the pile of work she still had from yesterday. The start of the day seemed to drag until she got a text from her favorite new little sex vixen, Molly.

"Drake, Derrek, and I are taking you to dinner and dancing tonight. Look spectacular," Molly sent.

Kelly texted back a widely smiling emoji and a simple "Yes, Ma'am!" in response.

Danielle came in on time and looked nervously around for Marie.

Kelly sighed and beckoned her over. "What's going on, sweetheart?"

"I... I was needing to talk to Miss Sanderson, Miss Thomas," she said haltingly.

"She had an appointment this morning but she should be here pretty soon."

Danielle nodded, her face dropping. "Oh... alright then," she said, her voice low.

"Sweetie," Kelly called. "You can call us Kelly and Marie, it's really okay."

Danielle nodded. "Okay Miss Thom... Kelly," she corrected.

"Danielle, come here for a second," Kelly said, scooting her keyboard forward and her chair back. "Let me talk to you for a second."

Danielle looked worried for a second, but came around the desk.

"Don't look so scared, you aren't in trouble," Kelly said, smiling comfortingly at the nervous eighteen year old. She patted the cleared space on her desk and nodded at her.

"First," she said as Danielle hopped up on her desk. The young girl was wearing a tight skirt that rode up. Kelly couldn't help herself and glanced between the young girls legs. To her surprise, she wasn't wearing any panties, but she didn't indicate that she'd noticed. She was apparently a natural blonde, though. That was something she knew for sure!

Looking back up at the naive young woman, Kelly cleared her throat.

"First," she repeated, "you're doing a wonderful job here, so don't worry so much, okay?"

Danielle nodded. "Thank you... Kelly," she said, smiling tightly.

"Second, if Marie's foolish behavior is bothering you, I can put a stop to it," she said.

Danielle blushed and shrugged. "I... I actually..." she stammered.

Kelly sighed and stood, reaching up and pulling the timid girl into a hug for a moment.

"You aren't in trouble, and you don't have to worry about me judging you. Take a deep breathe, okay, Sweetie?"

Danielle nodded and inhaled deeply, closing her eyes for a moment and holding still. She opened her eyes and nodded at Kelly. "I feel better," she said. "I just get really nervous when I'm talking about uncomfortable subjects."

Kelly nodded. "Take your time," she said, smiling comfortingly.

"I've always been a really nervous person, and I don't think it's going to stop anytime soon. Marie isn't bothering me when she... you know..." Danielle said. "I... I actually kind of like the attention."

Kelly smiled. "Well good," she said. "Marie is a really good person. She wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

Danielle brushed a lock of hair from her face, still nervous. "I've really been trying to do what she asked for my boyfriend. She's been coaching me on how to please him better."

Of course she has..., Kelly thought.

"There's nothing wrong with that," Kelly said. "She helped me... in that area too."

"I just... something happened last night with him and I wanted to ask her about it. It's been bothering me."

Kelly turned a concerned look towards her. "Well, you can ask me if you like."

Danielle nodded, her hand shaking. Kelly reached up and squeezed it comfortingly and caused the girl to smile and breathe deeply.

"I'm not here to judge," Kelly said. "Just take your time."

She nodded again. "When I was... giving Conner... my boyfriend, a... you know..."

"Blowjob?" Kelly asked. She got a nod in response.

"When I was... blowjobbing him," she started.

"Blowing," Kelly corrected.

"Right," Danielle said, looking up. "When I was blowing him, he really seemed to like it. I guess he really liked it because... he... uh..."

Kelly smiled.

"He... went... in my mouth."

"You just have to learn to watch for the signs," she said. "Men have certain things they do when they are about to achieve release," she explained. "At least the ones I've been with do."

All two of them, she thought, giggling internally.

"But..." Danielle stammered, a tear coming to her eye. "When he went in my mouth, he... went too deep... and I choked and... I accidentally... threw up on him..." she said, wiping away the tear.

"Oh sweetie," Kelly said, standing and hugging her. "That's nothing to be worried about. He was probably feeling awful that he caused that to happen."

Danielle nodded, brushing more tears away. "I just... it was so embarrassing. He kind of just... stammered an apology and left."

"He was just as embarrassed as you were, Sweetie," Kelly said, lifting her face and wiping the tears from her eyes. "Shh," she said, pulling her head close. "Here I was thinking that I was going to have to beat Marie off of you with a stick, and you're having actual boyfriend problems."

Danielle giggled at that, and Kelly quickly realized that it was the first time she had heard or seen any emotion other than nervousness coupled with a kind of borderline terror from the pretty young girl.

"What do I do?" the girl asked. "I mean, I know he's just a boyfriend, but I like him. I don't want him to hate me."

Kelly smiled and brushed away another tear. "Sweetheart, Marie was actually right. You just need practice. I'm absolutely sure that you can fix the situation with him. All that happened was that one of you pushed too deeply into your mouth. You gagged and it was a natural response. If you practice, you can learn to control that reflex."

Danielle looked up, hope in her eyes. "You can?" she asked.

Kelly nodded. "Of course! All you have to do is practice.

She couldn't believe she was agreeing with Marie, but her advice was sound.

"Did she give you one of her toys?" Kelly asked.

Danielle blushed and slowly nodded, as she turned her face downwards in embarrassment or shame.

"Good," Kelly said, lifting her chin up with a single finger. "Whenever you find yourself alone, you can practice with that. Start slowly and push it until you can feel your throat begin to resist. Hold it there for as long as you can and then keep doing it. Eventually, you'll be able to take him in completely."

"I will?" Danielle asked, her innocent eyes wide.

Kelly nodded. "I speak from experience."

"She does indeed," Marie said, coming in behind the young girl and pulling her chair over. Kelly quickly caught her up in the conversation.

"Oh Honey, that wasn't your fault," she said.

Danielle smiled at that, but still looked like a frightened fawn.

Marie looked up and laid a hand on Danielle's. "Do you mind if I ask... how big is your boyfriend?"

Danielle looked up and shrugged. "He told me that he was 8 inches, but it looks more like 6 and a half to 7 inches to me," she said.

Marie laughed. "Younger men and boys can be like that. They're easily threatened and try to overcompensate because they think we won't like them based on how big their dicks are. It's ridiculous nonsense. I mean unless he's sporting a jelly-bean down there, chances are that we'll get some enjoyment out of it."

Danielle laughed quietly at that, covering her face in embarrassment.

"Sweetheart, it's no wonder you gagged, though. The average man has around 5 and a half to 6 inches. Trust me, Sweetie, I speak from experience." Marie smiled and nodded sagely at her. "Your boyfriend is pretty gifted in that area, you're a lucky girl."

Kelly smiled as she realized that Marie had taken a different tone with the upset girl. Gone were the highly sexualized overtones, the cutesy names and the hints of flirtation. She'd sensed that Danielle was actually worried and had changed her approach.

"Damn, she's smooth," Kelly thought.

"Can I ask..." Danielle started, but shook her head and stopped.

"Go ahead, Honey," Kelly said. "You can ask us anything."

She smiled again and nodded. "I was just curious... how... how big your... you know... husbands..." She stopped, her face turning red.

Marie smiled. "Well, my Ed has a nicely size 7 inches, but Kelly is the really lucky one. Her husband is around 9 and half inches and at least as thick as your wrist."

"You've seen it?" Danielle asked.

Marie smiled. "I have. Our parties can get a little crazy sometimes," Marie replied. She winked at Kelly knowingly.

"And you both can... you know... without getting sick or gagging?" the young girl asked.

Kelly smiled and nodded. "We both can. All it takes is practice, like Marie said. Plus, any other boyfriends you have in the future will definitely enjoy how good you are, the more you're able to practice."

Danielle smiled widely then. "Is 9 and a half inches rare?"

Marie nodded. "It's very rare. What you might have seen in a porno is the exception. A lot of that is camera tricks or fake penises. There are of course, some men that are very large, but they are most certainly a rarity. In the real world, you might never encounter a man with more than what your current boyfriend has. Then again," she said, smiling at Kelly.

"Does it hurt?" she asked, looking at Kelly. "I can't imagine..."

Kelly shrugged, amused at her innocent curiosity and realized that she was just as naive a few months ago. "If he's not careful, it will. A guy as big as my husband has to take his time and let you adjust to accommodate him. Once you do though, it's very pleasurable."

Kelly began to feel like the conversation was getting off track, but the questions the endlessly curious eighteen year old was asking were relatively innocent.

"9 and a half inches?" the naive girl asked again. "I'd like to see that," she said, and immediately covered her mouth. "His penis I mean, not you having sex!" she corrected, and then covered her mouth again. "I didn't mean..."

Kelly and Marie both laughed easily and comforted the young girl.

"Don't worry, Duckling," Marie said, switching back into seductress mode. "If you ever get to hang out with Kelly and I after work, you'll probably get a chance to see it."

"You're making her think we just have sex all the time or he walks around naked. Danielle," Kelly said, turning back to the blushing girl, "Whenever anyone, and I mean anyone, hears that my husband has as big of a dick as he does, they naturally want to see it."

"Really?" she asked, visibly relaxed but still obviously embarrassed.

"Chances are, you'll see it sometime," Kelly replied, smiling at her.

The door to the office opened, and Marie's boss walked in, talking with Kelly's. The young girl hopped off the desk quickly and headed to her own. Stopping halfway, she turned and said a quick, "Thank you," as Marie rolled back to her desk.

"No panties," Marie whispered over at Kelly. "That was my doing!" She shushed her and dove back into her work. She received a call from her husband at lunch to let her know that they had landed and had just finished checking into the hotel. He told her he loved her and that he would call her later.

"Send pics!" Kelly said

"You too!" he replied.

"Love you," she said.

"Love you," came the response.

Kelly grinned. She realized how blessed she was just then. She was truly a very lucky woman.

She glanced up at the clock. In the back of her mind, the night's coming activities was still simmering, causing her to grow excited in anticipation. Five o'clock couldn't come fast enough.