he could take this. The constant struggle gave him some serious doubts. He felt as if he's beating a dead horse over it.
Chapter Nine
At first Darnell and Jenna behaved at work after their talk. But as their perspective marriages slid down hill they became even closer, their bond inseparable due to the unhappiness and disregard they faced at home. Too many lingering moments occurred between the two, captivating pauses in the hall, a brush of the hand, the longing looks. It became more than they could bear.
One afternoon Darnell and Jenna poured through the books after the acquisition of the new plant in Georgia behind closed doors. They sat in the conference room and when Darnell put his stamp of approval on the last page Jenna straightened the papers and stood up, happy to finish the job, finally. Will had taken to working late and had supper at work often leaving Jenna alone. She didn't look forward to another evening alone at home while he stayed fixated on overcoming the crises at work so she chose to also immerse herself in her career.
Each rose up and stretched having sat there for hours. Darnell proceeded to the door with Jenna following close at his heels. He stopped to retrieve his phone he'd left on the conference table and Jenna nearly ran smack into him. He grabbed her arms as she stumbled forward and the memories of the meeting in his home months ago flashed before him.
"You okay?" Darnell asked truly concerned.
Jenna looked up at him and smiled wearily while nodding and yet said nothing. Darnell kept his hands on her and leaned in slowly bringing his lips to hers in a soft velvety kiss. The first contact of this magnitude between the two since high school. Jenna grasped at him, pulling him closer, her hunger for his affection great and unsatisfied. The kiss lasted and neither pulled away as the heat intensified. Neither wanted to pull away, the months of staying apart melting away at their resolve to have proper marriages to Macy and Will.
The pair stumbled backwards as Darnell kicked the door shut and reached over to lock it, even though they were alone in the building. Jenna ripped at Darnell's trousers, wanting to grasp his stiff cock. Her urges bound for satisfaction. No more pretending. No more dreaming about his touch. He smiled and helped her as she came out of her jacket. Her silk tank top came off easily and Darnell grasped her breasts, the luscious creamy mounds always taunting him to touch and squeeze. Jenna fished inside his jockeys and pulled out what she had longed to see for months now. Darnell's cock stiffened to a full nine inches and she smiled as she went down on her knees in front of him.
His hands came up to her head as she drew in his cock head with her lips fully into her lips. He moaned at the soft warmth of her mouth, the tension he's had for weeks coming to a full release fast. He swayed backwards to a chair where he yanked his pants down before he sat and allowed Jenna to continue with the ecstasy of her tongue over his hard cock.
"Mmmm, baby this is good," Darnell said as he looked down at Jenna going over his cock with her mouth. He reached up and ran his hands over her head, enjoying the moment. She slid her lips up and down and put a hand on his balls, gently massaging them as they drew up into his body. His phallus elongated more as he neared orgasm. The saltiness of his precum tingled on her tongue as she swallowed and kept moving. One final suck and sweep of her tongue and Darnell thrust his pelvis forward as his hard pole shot an abundance of cum into the back of Jenna's throat. She started to gag but stopped and dutifully swallowed until Darnell finished and his phallus became sensitized to the sucking. He shoved her head back.
After Darnell cleaned up he stood up and took Jenna into his arms kissing her and proceeded to pull the rest of her clothing off. It didn't take long and he had her in a seat, his face between her legs, at long last with his nose nuzzling in
Dorothy Salisbury Davis, Jerome Ross