I bypassed the guys that were hanging around the clubhouse and went to my room.
I eased the door open just to be on the safe side.
Huh, so that’s the kind of mood she’s in, is it.
She was wearing the red wig today; that means she’s feeling dirty, and my dick is in for a workout.
Ginger has more wigs than I don’t know what.
She has one for every day of the week.
I never know just who the fuck I’m going to meet from one day to the next, but as much as I get a kick out of her get-ups, I much prefer her natural black curls.
“Hey, baby.” She turned at the sound of my voice, and I almost swallowed my tongue.
She was wearing a bustier under her open robe-all black lace with ribbons and shit, with her tits hanging out the top.
Ginger Lee has gravity-defying tits.
There’s no sag in the shits, and I have spent hours examining them for silicone, but there is none.
It’s all her, all thirty-six DD of them.
I walked deeper into the room and started taking off my shirt.
It had been days since we’d fucked, and I know she needed it as much as I did; she always does after her time was up.
“Come ‘ere baby.” I opened my arms, and she ran into them, pressing those girls into my chest.
“I missed you; you didn’t have any trouble getting up here?”
“Nope, not a one, you know your people don’t screw with me; they don’t want their shit ending up in the Times.”
This is true, Ginger Lee has connections, and she has no trouble using them.
She’s already given them a taste of what she can do when she put the local politicians on blast for cutting the school budget that was already light as it is.
That had got results, and now everyone sort of ran to her to get their shit out there.
She wanted to do an expose´ on the sheriff and his affiliation with Davis, but Law told her to put that one on ice for later.
I had the feeling, though, that that story was never going to be told; I don’t think Law planned for there to be anything left of Davis when he was through.
I picked her up and sat her on the edge of the bed.
She had pulled out all the stops for this one.
Thigh highs and garter belts, I was almost expecting a whip, but as bold as she is, she knows that when it comes to fucking, I run the show.
“Damn baby, you smell so good.” I buried my nose between her thighs where her scent made me growl.
I pulled her thong aside and fingered her pussy while nibbling on her neck.
She was primed for my dick, but it had been so long since I’d touched her that I wanted to take my time.
Laying her back against the bed, I spread her legs and admired the freshly waxed pussy.
I’ve seen her do that shit to herself, so I know the effort she put into it and much appreciated it.
I tore her thong in half instead of removing the garters and all that happy shit, easy access.
She laughed and pushed her pussy towards my face.
“Nice and smooth.” I ran my hand over her plump pussy mound before dipping my fingers back inside of her.
“Juicy fucking pussy, shit.”
“I wanna choke on your cock.” Well damn.
I was up with my hands on my belt before the words died on her tongue.
She dug those nails of hers into my ass as she pulled me forward and sucked my shit in like a hoover.
“Fuck, babe.” I threw my head back and, with my hands buried in her hair, pulled her on and off my cock.
“Hold still.” I know what she needs when she gets like this, so as soon as she stopped moving, with my cock halfway down her neck, I skull fucked her.
She slobbered and moaned all over my dick until she choked out, then I pulled out, smacked her on the cheek with my meat, and then shoved it back into her mouth for more of the same.
She pushed me to my back and hopped on my stiff dick after covering my shit with a condom.
It’s a good thing the wig had tipped me off; a lesser man would’ve been looking for the nearest exit.
She was a beast.
She rode my dick like it wasn’t attached to me like it was just this thing that was there for her pleasure.
I didn’t feel any way about it; she always gets like that when she’s been without for a while.
The bed wasn’t going to make it, though, if she kept up this momentum, and knowing Ginger Lee when she gets started, there’s no off switch.
“Are you fucking me, little girl?
Is that what you’re doing?” It was time for me to show her who’s boss.
I flipped her over and threw her legs over my shoulders, heels, and all.
Some things should be left unsaid, but this pussy right here is about the best thing under the heavens, and what’s more, she knows it, knows that she owns my ass.
Maybe that’s why she hadn’t minded sharing in the beginning; she knew she had the only horse in that race.
I eased my dick in and out of her, going slow at first, teasing her, before slamming her pussy the way she likes.
“Oh fuck yeah, feed me that dick, fuck yeah, nnngggghhhhh, nnnnggghhhhh, fuck yeah you big dick son of a bitch, fuck meeeeeeeee.”
Did I mention that she could be loud?
I spread her legs and held them open at the ankles while pile driving into her pussy that was turning red from the battering.
“Shit, Clay, that’s deep; hold up.” She tried getting her hand over her pussy, but it was a lost cause, I was already balls-deep in her, and that’s where I meant to stay.
“I thought you said you wanted this dick; why you crying now?
Take this dick like a big girl.
That’ll teach you to fuck with me.” She clamped down on my dick and tried to take the lead back, but I was ready for her ass.
Pulling out, I pulled her up to her knees and started to ease back into her.
For some reason, I pulled out and snatched off the condom before slamming my naked cock back into her and cumming deep inside her tight little pussy
I blasted off in her, making sure to hit the womb, and she got the shakes again and came all over my cock.
“Clayton, did you just cum in me?” She was panting and out of breath as she glared up at me.
“Yes, I did; it’s time.”
“Says who?”
“We talked about it, didn’t we?
Well, I’ve decided there’s no need to wait.”
“You’ve decided?”
“Yes, now get out there and see if the others need help with anything.
There’s going to be at least fifty people here tonight.” I slapped her ass and hopped off the bed.
As bad as she is, I know she needs her man to take the reins when it comes to the big stuff.
We’d talked about kids, and I’ve decided that it’s time to do more than talk.
Which means that that diamond on her finger was going to be needing its mate soon.
“You wanna take a quick shower with me, babe?” I headed for the attached bathroom and a shower.
If all goes well tonight, I might be able to go back to my own house soon.
Either that or the shit could get worse.