Scott & Mariana (2 page)

“She apologizes for the inconvenience but she wanted to go to her son’s Little League game.” Scott’s boss, Michael, tried to calm his employee’s infamous temper.

“Oh, the nanny must’ve had a date tonight.” Scott knew how his clients operated. They didn’t give a damn about their kids.

“She’s already rescheduled for next week. She wants our services, Ice.”

“Look, I’m heading back to the house. I wasn’t that far away. I stopped at Starbucks to get some coffee so I’m just a mile away from my house. Call me if anything changes.” Scott hung up and headed home.  Working for a prominent PR firm, he often had to change his schedule to suit the needs of his clients. Sometimes, it annoyed him. Often, he used the free time to ride on his motorcycle or put an extra hour in at the gym. There were some perks to being the most successful account executive.

He headed back to his home to change clothing and go for a jog before his date tonight.  The woman, Amber, he didn’t really care for. She was too much like his other conquests: bubbly, big-breasted, and money-hungry. He couldn’t tell if she really wanted to fuck him or his car. However, Scott needed to get laid and Amber just happened to be the lucky candidate that night.

Scott stood over six feet tall and had a muscular build. He was a former college quarterback that kept up his appearance with daily gym workouts.  He had dark hair and intense hazel eyes. It was the type of intensity where one could never tell what Scott was thinking or feeling. He spoke with a Southern drawl, often pronouncing ‘idea’ like it was ‘ideer.’

His swag attracted attention from both sexes and Scott was known to have dallied in same-sex encounters. However, he simply didn’t give a fuck about anyone or anything. He was selfish, arrogant, and sometimes cruel. His colleagues nicknamed Scott “Ice,” due to his demeanor.

And Scott was perfectly fine with that assessment.

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Mariana couldn’t stop staring. Her feet were cemented and her hands were glued to the drawer. She was probably sure her mouth was hanging wide open but she didn’t care.                                      She contemplated shutting the drawer many times over but every time she started to, she found something else that intrigued her.

It was a treasure chest of erotic euphoria. There were dildos, vibrators, and clit ticklers. There were many different types of lubrication depending if you wanted edible, water-based, or regular. There were three whips, two were short and one was a flogging type. And don’t forget the edible creams with funny names (“Lick Me Hard”). A leather strap-on was tucked away beside a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. There was a how-to kit on bondage and an instructional video on anal sex for beginners. A wide array of porn was neatly arranged in the far corner of the drawer.  There were flavored condoms, specialty condoms and what really piqued Mariana’s interest, Magnum condoms. She was floored. She was shocked. She was aroused.

She was also caught. “What the fuck are you doing?” Scott scolded.

By all accounts, Scott was an asshole. Maybe he became that way due to past relationships or it was just his innate nature to not have too many people get close to him. But it never stopped the revolving door at his home. He bedded at least four women a month and was quite proud to be a bachelor. No emotions, no hang-ups, no problem.

Well, one problem: his nosey maid. “Cat got your tongue?” He questioned.

Mariana found herself stammering. She disobeyed her boss’ orders and could be fired right there on the spot. The last thing she needed was to be laid off during these economic times. She had to cover her ass with quickness. “I…I…forgot the underwear goes in the second drawer.”

“Funny how you didn’t forget the last several weeks?” Scott retorted.

“Oops,” was the only thing Mariana could mutter.

“Yeah, oops,” Scott was none too happy. It was bad enough his client meeting was canceled at the very last minute; now he had to deal with Mariana’s shit.

He slammed the first drawer shut, causing Mariana to slightly jump. He walked closer to her and looked down at her. He knew she was lying. The fact she was staring at the contents of the drawer was clear she was interested, even if she didn’t want to admit it. “So let me pose this question to you: if you were me and I caught you doing something you knew you weren’t supposed to do, what would you do in my position?”

Mariana knew she was going to be fired. With that thought in her head, she had nothing to lose and everything to gain. She took off her tank top and exposed her breasts barely held together by the lacy red bra. What would happen next would change the scope of their working relationship forever.

“I would fuck me.”

Chapter Three

Scott always thought Mariana was attractive. She was tall with an athletic build that suggested she was a runner in her spare time. She had shoulder-length ebony hair that she always kept in curls. Her ass was perfectly round, almost heart-shaped.

She was young and a college student. She was always happy and seemed to have a naïveté about her that was refreshing from what he was used to with his past dates. His dates were more interested in materialistic things like his car and home. Many of them tried to be Mrs. Scott Reed and they all failed miserably.

While many men fantasized about the hot maid fantasy, Scott never looked at Mariana in a sexual manner. She was his employee and he was her boss. It was a professional line that has never been crossed and Scott never wanted to take that risk.  Sure, she had a nice, tight ass. Granted, she had bouncy tits. Her full lips were meant to suck his seven-inch cock.

But Scott was 10 years Mariana’s senior. He was very experienced and that was enough for Scott to not look at Mariana as a sexual being. What in the hell would they have in common, anyway? She was the MTV generation. He was all NPR. She was into Lil Wayne, Drake, and Lady Gaga. He was David Bowie, The Clash, and Motown. For all he knew, Mariana probably still watched cartoons on Saturday mornings despite her being 24 years old. As long as she never ventured into his top drawer, Scott was happy. It was a respect issue for him.

She disrespected him. No one disrespected Scott ever.

He was watching her for a few minutes before he called her out. Mariana wasn’t grossed by what she saw. She was intrigued. Her eyes lit up as if she wanted to test drive one of the toys. Scott silently cursed himself for spoiling the surprise. What would have Mariana done if he not caught her? Would she have tried the Rabbit? The OhMiBod? Or would she have settled for one of the bullet vibrators? Would she have put a porn flick on and masturbated on his bed? What did her moans sound like? Was she a screamer? Scott felt an erection building in his slacks.

Mariana may have looked like a virgin to Scott but she was wasn’t. Sexually speaking, she hadn’t been around the world but it didn’t stop her from venturing around the block more than a few times. However, sex toys and the like? Now that was very new to Mariana. She giggled whenever she saw the sex toys in person at her local adult shop but never thought of actually owning and using one. She didn’t look down on those who did; it just never interested her. That is until her fine-as-hell boss was into them. Then Mariana found herself to be very interested.

Scott sat down on the bed and across from Mariana was still standing in front of him with her bra exposed. She was stunning. He studied her body from the top of her head and slowly undressed her with his eyes. He could only imagine how beautiful her mocha flesh would look against his tanned skin. He was already imagining the different positions he was going to put her body in.

“Come here,” he softly spoke.

Mariana nervously walked over to Scott and stood in front of him. She took a big risk by propositioning him but he didn’t fire her. She would be on her way to the next client’s house right now in embarrassment and praying he didn’t mention anything to cleaning service people. But it seemed that Scott
wanted
to fuck her and it seemed for a while. But any sexual play would be in Scott’s hands. Mariana already made the first move.

Scott put his hands on Mariana’s waist and slid them up and down as he continued to examine her body. Her skin was soft and supple. Her legs were legs were freshly shaven and they glistened with baby oil. Scott imagined how they would look wrapped around his back. His eyes finally stopped at hers. “Undress,” he ordered.

Mariana slowly unhooked her bra and removed it, exposing her B-cup breasts. She stepped out of her Nikes and removed her socks, revealing well-manicured toes. She undid her shorts and pulled them down along with the pink thong she was wearing. She finally stood before Scott, naked and scared. What was he planning to do to her?

Scott reached up and cupped Mariana’s breasts. They were perfect. They didn’t spill out of his hands and they weren’t grotesquely oversized like the 90210/Real Housewives special his dates have had.  Her nipples were hard; she was either cold or aroused. His eyes moved down to Mariana’s snatch. She was trimmed with a soft patch of hair covering her mound. He immediately wondered what she tasted like. Was she sweet? Did she squirt? What did her ‘O’ face look like?

Scott motioned for Mariana to get on the bed and she didn’t waste any time. She crawled on the bed and laid down waiting for further instruction. She hid her smile and any feelings of excitement. Scott looked serious and Mariana didn’t know if that was his normal look before sex or if he was really pissed off at her.

Scott quickly undressed. Underneath his business attire, he revealed a toned and muscular physique. Mariana was in awe by what she saw. His cock was just incredible. It was thick and naturally hung low. Mariana imagined how it would feel inside her. Was he a gentle lover? Was he rough? Could he last all night? Or was he quick?  

Scott went to the infamous top drawer and retrieved a box of Magnums. He walked over to the bed and stood at the foot of the bed. He looked up at the ceiling, murmuring something incoherent. Mariana tried to figure out what Scott was planning but couldn’t quite make out what he was saying.

He finally turned to her and gave a slight grin. “Spread eagle,” he commanded.

Chapter Four

Mariana scooted towards the center of the bed and spread her legs apart. Scott gathered her legs and pulled Mariana towards him. He gently nudged her legs open and kissed her inner thighs. He stopped only briefly to inhale her scent. He closed his eyes and let the aroma take over his senses. She smelled wonderful, almost like cinnamon.  

He observed Mariana’s pussy. Her lips were closed and smooth when he brushed his finger lightly against them. He carefully inserted an index finger inside her; she emitted a soft yelp. “Shhh…” Scott whispered. “Relax, Mari.”

Mariana took in a deep breath and relaxed her body. It had been so long since she’s had sex, her pussy must’ve tightened on its own. Her legs couldn’t stop shaking due to her nervousness and Mariana became embarrassed. “Be gentle, please?” She requested.

“I will,” Scott promised. He removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue. He licked her opening, lapping up her juices on his tongue before he moved to Mariana’s swollen clit. He began slowly, teasing her clit with his tongue. He played with it, making circular motions with his tongue.

After a few seconds, Scott picked up speed and flicked his tongue back and forth on her nub as he held Mariana’s thighs close together. His tongue was rapid-fire on her clit and he only stopped licking occasionally to suck the sweet nub. He soon went back to focusing on her clit while attempting to hold her down as much as possible.

Meanwhile, Mariana was reaching new orgasmic heights. She’s been eaten out before but Scott was clearly an expert. She tried to remain quiet but her body wouldn’t let her. Her legs began shaking and the all-too familiar feeling of a building orgasm formed in the pit of her stomach. She clenched the sheets and rolled her back off the bed as she erupted in a loud cry. “Stop…stop…” She panted as she brushed Scott’s face away from her too-sore clit.

Scott got up and smiled. If he was truly an asshole, he could’ve just left her where she was. She was spent and probably had no energy to continue otherwise. But his cock was hard and aching for release. If he was going to fuck her, it was for his own good. Besides, his ego wouldn’t let her leave with just an amazing oral session.

Scott grabbed a Magnum and quickly tore it open. He rolled the condom on his hard cock and spread Mariana’s legs again. She was still delirious from her orgasm to fully understand what was happening. She barely opened her eyes and saw Scott smirking back at her. “Hold on,” he suggested, “it’s going to be a bumpy ride.”

He slid inside Mariana and she emitted a small yelp. His cock was the biggest she’s had inside her in a long while and it was a bit painful. ”Gentle,” she begged, “please be gentle.”

Scott nodded in agreement as he slowly slid in and out of her. Her pussy tightly wrapped around his cock and felt incredible. Mariana’s soft moans were his guide to not be too rough with her as she was still adjusting to his size so Scott set a steady pace. He moved carefully inside Mariana, watching her reaction with each stroke. Her lips would purse together in pleasure. She would occasionally squint in pain, and her mouth would open in excitement.