Watch Your Mouth
“You better watch your mouth, Jack Horner, because sometime, that mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble.”
“I don’t know what you’re fucking talking about.”
“You see. That’s what I mean. Do you even listen to the words that come out of your mouth anymore?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I talk just fine.”
Debron couldn’t help but sigh. “I know you think you do, Jack, but you don’t. You swear all the time and it’s embarrassing. It’s like you can’t even speak without swearing. It’s like it’s a crutch. That’s why I decided to take matters into my own hands.”
Jack looked up from his desk at the woman standing before him. If it weren’t for the fact that she was his business partner, he probably would have tossed her out of his office already but she was his business partner and like it or not, they needed each other. “What matters would that be?” he asked.
Debron took something from her pocket. The something turned out to be a rock. It was a very shiny, black rock, but in the end, it was still nothing more than just a rock. “If we’re going to be business partners, Jack, then what you say reflects on me but you have to understand that what you say also reflects on you as well so I’m giving you this.”
Jack looked at the rock. “What is it?”
“Just a rock,” Debron O’Shea said.
“Okay, and why are you giving it to me?”
“To teach you a lesson. Have fun, Jack,” and with that, Debron O’Shea turned and left. “I’m going to be out of touch for a bit but if you need to reach me, you can talk to me in twenty-four hours.
Okay, Jack told himself, that was weird but then hey, Debron O’Shea was weird. Oh sure, she knew her stuff. There wasn’t any doubting that and no one knew her way around a real estate contract better than that little broad, but hell, she was weird. Short black hair and kind of mousy with a small, little face and always dressed all in black. Yeah, Debron O’Shea was weird.
And that was why they were so good together. Where Debron O’Shea was timid, Jack Horner was a bit of a carouser and yeah, sometimes, a ladies man. He didn’t mind knocking back a few beers with the guys and even if his salt and pepper hair was starting to show his age, he still had a boyish grin and an infectious grin that could put even the most reluctant buyer at ease. Where Debron was the brains of their operation, he was its face.
“Fuck you,” he said to no one at all. It just seemed appropriate even if Debron wasn’t in the room.
Jack straightened just a little. He just had an idea. He needed to get fucked.
What?! No. That was wrong and yet now that the thought was in his head, it was like he just couldn’t seem to get it out of there.
No. This was wrong, Jack told himself but even as he thought it, he could feel just how hard his cock was. What he really wanted was to feel what it would feel like when his hand was wrapped around his member.
No, he couldn’t do that and yet there was his hand reaching under his desk and unzipping his pants.
No, he told himself. No.
But already, his hand was pulling his cock out of his pants and his fingers were wrapping themselves around his cock and he just couldn’t help but groan. It just felt so good to have his fingers wrapped around his cock but what would feel even better would be ...
No. No fucking way. He wasn’t going to let himself do that.
His hand squeezed his cock and then he started to stroke.
Fuck that felt good. It felt so good that he just had to do it again.
No, he tried to tell himself. No, it was wrong.
And yet, it seemed, his hand was incapable of listening to reason. He wasn’t even sure why he was doing it. He wasn’t even sure he cared why. He was just doing it because he could and because it felt good.
And suddenly, it didn’t mater anymore why he was doing what he was doing. He was just doing it because he had to do it.
He pulled on his cock and he stroked it harder.
Oh fuck. He was going to cum if he didn’t stop what he was doing but he couldn’t stop. He had to do it.
Oh fuck. He was going to cum.
Oh fuck. He was going to ... going to ...
Oh fuck.
That was gross and for the life of him, he still couldn’t understand why he’d done it but one thing was certain. His pants and his underwear were now a mess and he was definitely going to have to find something to clean up his hand.
He wiped his hand off as best as he could on a blank sheet of paper. It wasn’t nearly as good as a towel or a tissue, but damn it, it was the best he had in his office. What the fuck had gotten into him.
Oh this was gross, he thought as he shoved his cock back inside his underwear. What the hell had he been thinking of, or maybe more important to ask was had he been thinking at all. He wasn’t sure he had been.
He had to get out of there. Go home and get a change of clothes. He could make up some reason later why he’d had to go but he just had to go.
But getting out of the office would be like running a gauntlet. There were all those other agents out there and they seemed to feed off weakness. If they sensed any hint of it, they’d pounce on it, but really, what could he do. Just buck it up, he told himself. You have to go. Just do it.
All right, he had his jacket. If he held it just so, maybe he could hide what he’d done and he didn’t have to hide it very long. Just long enough to get out of the office. That was all.
Melanie looked up almost as soon as he stepped out of his office. “Hey, Mr. Horner,” she said.
“Hey, Melanie,” Jack said to his and Debron’s secretary. “I have to ... um, I have to step out of the office for a moment. Can you take any calls and tell them I’ll get back t o them this afternoon.
Was Melanie actually looking down at his pants and was that a smirk on her face? Oh my God.
“Sure thing. Anything else, boss?”
“No. That’s it.”
“Okay, boss. Any calls, I’ll tell them you’ll call them back in the afternoon. Any idea what time you’ll be back?”
“Early. I don’t know exactly when.”
“Okay, boss. I’ll let them know.”
“Thanks, Melanie.”
Jack almost made it to the door before Carl stopped him. “Hey, Horner, where you going?”
“Going to be looking at a new property we hope to be listing.”
“Oh yeah. What one is that?”
“Can’t say right now.”
“Why not. Maybe I’ve got someone who wants to buy it.”
“I just can’t talk,” Jack said.
“Why not?”
“I just can’t,” and with that, Jack rushed past Carl. There wasn’t any doubt that within minutes, Carl would be talking to Mr. Pomfrey and then Mr. Pomfrey would want to know why Jack had brushed off one of his agents and if Jack wasn’t in his car real fast, he and his cum-stained pants would be called to account in Mr. Pomfrey’s office. At least if he was in his car, that accounting would have to wait until he got back to the office.
It was the middle of the day and traffic was heavy. Where the fuck were all these people going, Jack wondered. Didn’t they have any jobs and if they did have jobs, why the hell were they all out on the roadway with him?
Oh God. The cum in his pants felt disgusting. He couldn’t wait to get home and get into some clean clothes.
He barely missed hitting the driver who cut in in front of him. Down came his fist on the horn. “Fucking ass hole,” he yelled out.
He sat up just a little straighter in his seat. Now there was something he’d like to do, he thought.
What the hell was he thinking about? He needed to get home and get changed.
Yeah, but he was already messy. What would it matter if he stuck his cock in someone’s willing, little butt. Just the thought of that was enough to get his dick hard. Damn but that was exactly what he wanted.
But where was he going to get a butt to fuck, especially in the middle of the day? That was the question.
Without even meaning to, his mind settled on Ryan Stokely.
No, he violently told himself. Absolutely not, and yet there was the image in his head. Ryan was one of the bankers they dealt with and it was pretty clear to Jack that the man had been trying to hit on him even when he’d made it perfectly obvious that he didn’t play that way and yet as soon as the thought was in his mind that he needed an ass hole to fuck, it was Ryan who’d come to mind. No, he told himself. No, any ass hole but him.
He shivered as that thought continued to echo through his mind. No, he told himself. No.
There was someone else but Jack couldn’t even believe he was entertaining the thought. She’d do it and she was probably available now but did he have the guts to do it?
He was still thinking about it when the thought of him and Ryan once more flashed through his mind and the worst part about that was that Ryan no longer seemed that bad. He picked up the phone and he dialed the number.
“Hey,” he said when the voice on the other end of the line answered. “It’s Jack ... Jack Horner ... no, hell didn’t freeze over ... no, I mean yes, I mean, I know I’ve got a lot of nerve ... yes, I know ... I know ... I know, look, I apologize for everything ... yes, I know ... yes, I know, but I’ve got a favor to ask ... can I fuck you in your ass?”
There was silence.
“Hello,” Jack asked. “Hello? Are you there?”
“You gotta lot of nerve to ask me something like that,” the voice on the other end of the line said finally.
“I know, but—”
“No buts. You got a lot of nerve.”
“You’re right,” Jack said. “I’ve got a lot of nerve.”
“And you’re a jerk, too.”
“I am a jerk.”
“And you’re an asshole, too.”
“I am an asshole.”
“So when do you want to do this?”
“Can we ... can we do it now?”
“My, my, you are eager, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Where are you?”
“I’m in my car.”
“Okay. Here’s what you’re going to do. Go get a dozen roses. In a nice vase. Not a chintzy one. Get some candy and a stuffed bear or something like that. Get a card and write on the card, ‘I apologize for all the shit I’ve ever given to you. I will kiss your butt if you want me to because you’re the best fuck I’ve never had ... until now.’ Sign your name to the card and if you get here in under an hour, I’ll let you do it.”
“You’ll let me fuck your butt?”
“Yes,” the voice on the other end of the line said, “but only if you’re here in under an hour.”
“I’ll be there.”
Jack still wasn’t sure why it was that he suddenly wanted to do what he wanted to do but all he knew was he wanted to fuck someone in the ass so bad and he’d do whatever it took to do it and as it was, he considered himself lucky for getting off as easy as he was.
Maria Mendoza was an old girlfriend and their break-up hadn’t been at all amicable. Jack had always thought of himself as being rather randy a good amount of the time but it wasn’t until he met Maria that he found out what horny really was.
She seemed to want it all the time but that wasn’t the worst of it. The worst part was she seemed to almost love it in public places and the more inappropriate the venue, the more she seemed to crave it. It got so common that Jack could almost sense when it was going to happen. First, it was a look in her eyes. Then, it was the almost subtle caressing, sometimes in private like a foot under the table and sometimes more openly, and then she’d move in for the kill. “Jack,” she’d say, “I want to fuck.”
At first, it had been exciting. Then it became dangerous, and finally, it was something that had to be discarded.
Maria was wearing just the skimpiest of bright yellow bikinis when Jack arrived and damn it, she looked good in it. The yellow was set off nicely by her brownish skin. The bottoms showed off her hips nicely and her breasts which had never been understated were only barely contained by the bikini top. “Jack Horner,” she said. “As I live and breathe. What brings you here?”
“I already told you,” Jack said. The need to fuck someone’s ass had only grown on his way over until he could hardly think about anything else.
“Yes, I know you did. Are those for me?”
Jack nodded and he handed over the roses and the stuffed bear.
Maria read the card and she smiled. “I have something for you, too.”
“Yes?”
“It’s in the bedroom. I suppose you remember where that is.”
Jack remembered. He went into the bedroom and there on the bed was a yellow speedo that just matched what Maria was wearing.
“Do you like it?” Maria asked.
He turned to his ex who’d followed him in. “Come on, Maria, what’s this?”
“I think that should be obvious. I want you to wear it.”
“But—”
“No buts, Jack. You told me what I want. I’m telling you what I want. Put it on.”
Jack hesitated but it was only for a moment or two. His need was just too great for him to ignore so he started to remove his clothes.
But Maria stopped him as soon as he got his cock out. “Hold on there,” she said. “I see someone’s already been fucking someone today.”
“No, it’s not like that.”
“It’s not like what? I can see the dried up cum on your cock.”
“No,” Jack tried to protest again.
“What is this? You come to me and you tell me you want to fuck me in the ass and then I find you’ve been fucking someone else. Well fuck you. The deal’s off.”
“No,” Jack cried out desperately. “Please.”
“Get the fuck out of here,” Maria said.
“No please. I wasn’t fucking anyone else.”
“Yeah right. Why don’t you see if you can get her to let you fuck her ass.”
“No please. You don’t understand.”
“Get out!”
“I jerked myself off at work.”
That stopped Maria. “You what?”
“I jerked myself off at work,” Jack admitted sullenly.
“Really?”
Jack nodded.
“Why the hell’d you do that?”
“I don’t know.”
“Did anyone see you.”
“I don’t think so.”
“I wish I’d seen it. Where’d you do it?”
“In my office. Come on, Maria. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“But I want to know. What’d you do?”
“I took my cock out.”
“Where?”
“I already told you. I was in my office.”
“Yeah, and?”
“And I was at my desk. I took my cock out.”
“And then what?”
“I started to pull on it.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I just did. I ... I couldn’t stop myself.”
“And then what?”
“And then I came. I was on my way home when I suddenly got this urge.”
“To fuck me in the ass?”
Jack nodded. He didn’t think that Maria needed to know that any ass would have done the job.
“Damn, Jack. You’re getting even freakier than me.”
Jack nodded. He wasn’t going to tell Maria but that was exactly what was worrying him.
“Well put your speedo on then. We got places to go.”
“Where?”
“Just do it and you’ll get what you want.”
The promise of getting what he now desperately needed was enough to outweigh any other concern so Jack put the Speedo on.
“Come on.”
Maria was leading him out to the pool area. That much was certain. “Why are we here?” he asked.
“We’re here so you can fuck my ass.”
“I know that,” Jack said. “What I meant though was why are we here?”
“You mean by the pool?”
Jack nodded.
“We’re here because I wanted to humiliate you.”
“Why do you want to humiliate me?”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Okay maybe I know,” Jack said.
“I’m sure you do so that’s why I brought you out here. You’re going to fuck me out by the pool where everyone can see you.”
“Come on, Maria.”
“You going to tell me no?”
No. He wasn’t going to tell her no.
“You sit here,” Maria said after they’d reached the pool. It being the middle of the day, there were only a few people around but as far as Jack was concerned, a few was still a few too many “You sit there and I’m going to sit in the chair next to you. You’re going to start playing with your cock. Don’t take it out of your swim suit at first but do make sure everyone sees what you’re doing. Can you do that for me?”
Jack nodded. What choice did he have?
“After everyone’s watching, then you can take it out. Keep stroking it. Keep making sure everyone’s watching and then you can ask me again if I’ll let you fuck me in the ass and if you’ve done a good job at humiliating yourself, maybe I’ll let you do it. You got that?”
Jack nodded again
Actually, as hard as his cock was, it did kind of feel good doing what he was doing. He just wished he didn’t have to do it in front of an audience and he groaned. He certainly was doing it in front of an audience.
The only one who seemed not to be watching was Maria. She was lying face down on her chair, her top undone and looking for all the world as if she were just out there to get a little sun but Jack was sure that behind those sunglasses of hers, she was watching, too.
When he was sure everyone was watching, he slipped his cock out of his Speedo, just as Maria had ordered him to do.
Okay, this did feel good. He still need to fuck someone in the ass but this did feel good.
He looked over at Maria. “Can I fuck you in the ass?” he whispered.
“Hmm?”
Yeah right. Like she didn’t know what he’d asked. “Can I fuck you in the ass?” he whispered again.
“What’d you say? I can’t hear you. You’re going to have to speak up.”
Jack gritted his teeth. “Can I fuck you in the ass?” he whispered a little more loudly.
“I still can’t hear you. Can you speak a little more loudly?”
Jack gritted his teeth yet again, “I want to fuck you in the ass.”
“Louder please.”
Jack sighed. He knew what was happening. “I want to fuck you in the ass,” he said.
“Louder,” was the only word she said.
“I want to fuck you in the ass.”
Maria sighed. “Fine,” she said. “Fine. If that’s what you want, come here.”
Jack came.
“Pull my bottoms down.”
Jack did as he was told.”
“Now make sure everyone sees you.”
Jack was sure everyone was watching.
“Okay, Jack. Go ahead.”
Jack couldn’t help it. It felt great to have his cock in Maria’s ass. It felt like ... it felt like he was getting everything he’d wanted to get.
“What do you think, Jack? Are people watching?”
Jack almost froze at that but the need to fuck Maria’s ass overwhelmed his fear of being caught. Sure people were watching, but fuck it, let them watch.
“Oh yeah, Jack. That’s it. Fuck my ass.”
He was going to. He had to. He was going to fuck her ass.
Maria Mendoza couldn’t help but moan as she felt Jack cum in her ass. She hoped he’d gotten what he wanted out of the deal because it was certainly true that she’d gotten what she wanted.
Reason returned to Jack and Jack couldn’t believe he’d done what he’d done. All he knew was he was on his way home to get himself cleaned up before and now, he had even more reason to get himself home and to get himself cleaned up.
Jack had just pulled on a pair of slacks and he was looking at himself in the mirror as he finished getting ready to go back into work. He felt much better now that he’d gotten himself cleaned up but still, what the hell was the matter with him. First, he’d jerked himself off in his office and then he’d practically begged Maria to let him fuck her in the ass. So what the hell was the matter with him.
It had something to do with Debron. He was sure of that but what was it she’d said exactly. Something about reflections or some sort of crap like that. To tell the truth, he’d hadn’t really been listening. She’d just been rambling or so he’d thought so it wasn’t important, but now ...
Yeah, but what had she said. It wasn’t anything important. It was just words.
She hadn’t said anything important.
As he stepped out of his apartment, he almost ran smack dab into a couple of women. Marybeth Cayton was pushing a stroller while her friend Glynnis Caldwell walked along beside.
“Ladies,” Jack said. In another day and time, he might have also tipped his hat but as it was, he just walked on by. That Glynnis Caldwell was a hot looking woman, Jack reflected as he walked on by. If Bob Caldwell didn’t watch himself, someone might try and put a move on his woman.
But then Jack once more was thinking about the matter at hand. What had Debron said?
Debron had been talking about his language and how it reflected on her. No, it was more than that. It was how it reflected on him.
Jack pulled up short. “Mother fucker,” he said to no one at all.
Suddenly, he stopped. Glynnis Caldwell was certainly hot but that Marybeth Cayton, there was just something about her that was just so hot. In fact, now that he thought about it, there was just something so hot about a woman pushing a stroller.
What the hell was he thinking, he wondered and yet even as he wondered that, he was turning himself around. He was hoping Marybeth had made it back to her apartment. He hoped Glynnis wasn’t there with her friend. The last thing he needed was for Glynnis to be gumming up the works while he put a move on that hot, little mama.
He knocked on Marybeth’s door and he waited impatiently. Come on, he said to himself. Come on. Answer the door.
Finally, the door cracked open and the young mother peered out at him. “Yes?”
“Marybeth?”
“Yes,” the young woman said again.
“Can I see you,” Jack said.
“What about?”
“I think you’re so hot.”
“You think I’m what?” the single mother asked.
“I think you’re hot.”
“What?”
“I think you’re hot.”
“Listen. Is this some kind of a joke because I don’t have time for it. I just put my son down for his nap and—”
“I think you’re so hot,” Jack said again. “I was wondering if I could come inside and talk with you.”
“Why?”
Why indeed. Jack knew what he wanted but the thing was did he dare tell her but then if he didn’t, would she maybe blow him off. It was a bit of a dilemma.
“Why?” the young mother asked again.
“I want to fuck you,” Jack said.
He knew he was being too eager and he could see that in the young mother’s eyes. She was a bit taken aback by what he’d said. “My baby’s asleep,” she said.
“Good. Then we won’t wake him up.”
Just the hint of a smile started to form on the young girl’s face. “You are eager, aren’t you?”
Jack nodded.
“Are you any good at it?”
“I haven’t had any complaints.”
“That wasn’t what I asked. I asked if you were any good at it.”
“I suppose you’ll have to tell me,” he said, “after we’re done.”
The girl smiled a little more and the door seemed to waver just a little before she finally pulled it open. “I guess we will,” she said. “Come on in.”
She was a smallish woman with short brown hair and she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She led Jack to the couch. “We’re going to have to do it here,” she told the man. “The baby’s in the other room.
Jack nodded. His cock was so hard now that he didn’t much care where they did it.
“I should tell you I like having my pussy eaten.”
“You do, do ya?”
The girl nodded.
“Well, I suppose then that maybe we should start there.”
“Maybe we should.”
For all of his words, they didn’t actually ‘start there.’ The man and the woman, after all, had to get themselves undressed and as each undressed the other, Jack couldn’t help kissing the girl and the more he kissed her, the more she responded.
“Oh wow,” the girl gushed quietly. “Oh wow. I think maybe we should have done this earlier.”
Jack just grinned. “You think so?”
“Uh huh,” the girl purred as her hand stroked the man’s cock.
“You said something about someone eating your pussy.”
The girl looked up at him even as her hand continued to stroke his cock and then she nodded and she led him over to the couch. “We’re going to have to do it here,” she said again.
Jack smiled. “You already told me that. Now sit.”
The girl sat.
“Spread your legs for me.”
Obediently, the girl spread her legs.
As much as Jack wanted to plunge his cock inside the girl’s hole, he knew what she was looking for from him so instead, he knelt and his tongue slid up between her thighs.
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned as the man’s tongue got ever closer to its goal and her hands played with her tits. “Oh fuck.”
His tongue wasn’t even on her pussy and Jack could tell the girl was already wet. “You really do like this, don’t you?”
The girl nodded.
“Then you’ll probably like this even better.”
The girl moaned as Jack’s tongue slid inside her lips. “Oh my God,” she moaned even as her hands played with her tits. “Oh my God.”
Jack would have grinned if it weren’t for the fact that his mouth was otherwise engaged.
“Oh my God,” the girl moaned even louder and then she seemed to catch herself and she tried to lower her voice. “Oh my God. You do that so good.”
Jack didn’t say anything or at least he didn’t bother to say anything more than what his tongue wasn’t already saying between the girl’s legs.
“Oh my God,” the girl moaned again. “That’s just the way I like it.”
Jack’s tongue stroked the girl’s clit causing her body to writhe on the couch. “Oh my God,” she moaned. “Oh my God. I’m going to cum. Do it. Make me cum.”
Jack’s tongue stroked over the girl’s clit and the girl gasped. “Oh my God. Oh my God, yes.”
She didn’t have to say anything more because her body was saying more than her tongue could say. “Oh my God,” she moaned finally, as her body continued to cum. “Oh my God.”
Jack’s tongue continued to lick her even as her pussy continued to cum but then he started to pull back.
“No, don’t stop!”
“I’m not stopping.”
He wasn’t stopping. He was just changing positions and then his cock was there right outside her pussy.
“You’re going to fuck me now?” the girl asked.
“Uh huh.”
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned as he slid his cock between her legs. “Oh yeah. Fuck me like that.”
Jack didn’t say anything. He just kept fucking that pussy.
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned again.
“Oh yeah,” Jack groaned. “Oh yeah. Here it comes.”
“Oh fuck. Give it to me. Oh fuck.”
“Oh yeah,” Jack groaned even as his cock unleashed itself inside the girl’s willing, little cunt.
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned again. “Oh fuck,” and then more frantically, “oh my God.”
“What?”
“We didn’t use a condom.”
“Yeah, so?”
“So that’s the way I got Charlie.” The girl rubbed her fingers in a pussy that was filled with cum. “Oh my God.”
“It’s not my fault,” Jack said.
“Shut up. Oh my God. Look at this. You came all up inside me. Oh my God. This is disgusting.
“It’s not my fault.”
“Shut up. Oh my God. This is so gross.”
“It’s not my fault,” Jack said yet again.
“Shut up. You know what? Just get out of here.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
Jack looked at the girl for a couple of moments longer and then he shook his head before putting on his clothes and slipping out of her apartment.
The next day at work, Debron stopped by his office. “I didn’t see you for all that much of the day yesterday.”
“Yeah. I’ll bet I have you to blame for that, don’t I?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Debron asked with as much innocence as she could muster.
“You did something to me, didn’t you?”
“Me?”
“You made me do whatever I said.”
“Kind of. Only when you swore. So are you still mad at me?”
“Still? Yeah. You don’t know the hell I went through.”
“Aw, poor baby, but you had to learn your lesson. Do you have that rock I gave you yesterday?”
“Yeah?”
“Give it to me.”
“Why?”
“Just do it.”
Jack shrugged and he handed over the rock.
Debron smiled. “You’ll be happy to know that now that I have this back, it’s no longer in effect.”
“What is?”
She just smiled. “I think you know what I’m talking about.”
He nodded.
“So we’re cool now, right?”
He nodded.
“No more swearing?”
He shook his head.
“All right then, I’m just going to go back to my office.”
He nodded as he watched her go. “Fucking bitch,” he muttered to himself as he watched her leave and then he sat up a little straighter and a smile slowly started to spread across his face and he raced to the door of his office. “Hey, Debron,” he said. “Can you come here for a moment. I’ve got something I want to show you.”