Jans Surprise: Chapter 3

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"Wow, that was amazing Jan. You were unbelievable back there!"

We were walking slowly along the arcade corridor. I had just watched my bookkeeper give a shop clerk a blowjob, after she had had a terrific orgasm with his face buried between her legs.

She was a tough girl to figure out. She seemed to hate being forced into providing my sexual satisfaction. What she had just done back there told a completely different story. Could she be that good at faking it? Or was it giving her as much pleasure as me? Maybe she just didn't want to appear like she was going along with it. I really hoped she was trying to hide her pleasure. It could open up all kinds of possibilities. On the other hand, as long as she kept playing the game...

"I need some water," she said quietly, "My mouth tastes awful."

I pointed to a water fountain along the wall. She went to it and bent down for a long drink. I saw her flush her mouth a couple of times and wipe a damp hand across her chin. Bent over like that reminded me of just how aroused I was. My cock was still stiff from watching the scene unfold a few minutes ago. I cast an appreciative look down her body. She was covered up again by her long coat but her legs and new shoes reminded me of what lay underneath. I wanted her, now.

"Better?" I asked as she returned to my side.

"A little. I still can't believe that both of you came right in my mouth. Especially that guy. I mean, really, I couldn't believe it. I could have choked on it, there was so much. There's no way any woman would enjoy having that done to her."

"Actually Jan, I know of several who seem to like it a lot. They say they like the taste, the feel of cum in their mouth, on their skin. You should give it a chance. You might actually get to enjoy it. As I said, it's good for your complexion."

"Well, I doubt that very much and I hope you don't expect me to do that very often."

"We'll see Jan, we'll see..." She turned to me, a look of dismay in her eyes. "Aww, relax girl, you'll be fine. Right now, we have to take care of something else."

"Like what?"

"Like, I have a raging erection. I'm so aroused from watching your little show back there that I need some relief. I need to fuck you, right now."

"Now? You mean back at the office, right?"

"No Jan, I mean right now, here in this place." I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. "I want to fuck you right here and no arguments either. I saw how turned-on you got in that store. I think you like being on display."

"I certainly do not! I only did that because you forced me too. Just because I got carried away doesn't mean anything. You don't know everything!"

"Come on Jan, admit it. You had one of the best orgasms you've ever experienced, didn't you!"

"Alright! Ok, I'll admit that it made me feel different. I'd never felt like that before you started making me do all this stuff. I don't know why! Even so, it's still disgusting, humiliating! And another thing: I've let you have me but, please, no one else. I don't want to be fucked by some stranger. Doing that with the shop clerk was bad enough."

"Oh, I don't know about that Jan. I think you're trying to deny something that you've finally found out about yourself."

She looked down at the floor, said nothing. We headed toward the open court at the end of the arcade. There was a glass-enclosed elevator leading to the galleries above. I walked her to it.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked.

"To the moon, girl. To the moon!" I leered. "I think you need to undo that coat again while we go for a ride. Wouldn't want that gorgeous body to go unnoticed, after all. Stand up close to the glass as we go up, maybe some lucky guy will get a good look at you."

"But someone might recognize me and tell my husband!" she objected. "Then what would happen? How would I explain being out here with you...in this?" She opened her coat a little to illustrate her point, reminding me of the new outfit I had just bought for her: a white see-through blouse, black pleated miniskirt, hosiery and high heeled pumps. She looked fabulous, even with the little stains of cum on her clothes, left over from her efforts in the shoe shop.

"Relax Jan. There's hardly anyone here yet. You'll be fine. Let's go." The doors of the car slid open. We stepped inside. I put my hand on the small of her back and gently pushed her forward to the glass wall. "Open your coat, Hon. There's a janitor down there. See if you can get his attention."

"Don't call me 'Hon'."

She put her hands in the pockets of her coat and stepped up to the glass. I saw her spread her arms and even though her back was to me, I could imagine the view she was offering to the surrounding spaces. Just before I pressed a floor button, the janitor walked out into the hallway. His back was turned toward us. I gave the emergency button a quick jab. Suddenly the hall filled with the shrill sound of the warning bell. It only lasted a mere second but it was enough to get his attention. Jan had swung around in surprise at the sound as well.

"Turn back! Turn back!" I hissed. "He's looking at us!"

She turned to face the glass again, letting her coat fall open. I saw the janitor's eyes widen, his face light up. (Good girl Jan, you've done it again.) I pressed the third-level button. The doors closed and we began to move.

"Dirty old man!" she said. "He's staring at me like it didn't matter whether I knew it or not. Look at him! He's staring right up my skirt!"

"Well, you just stand there and let him, Jan. You have fabulous legs, a great body. Let him enjoy it." It was a slow car but even so, the ride was over too soon and the doors clanked behind us. Jan was out into the hall before they were fully open. Her cheeks were flushed. She gave me a long look and walked away. I caught up to her and took her arm. "Come on Jan. You know how good you look. He loved it. Probably the most excitement he'll get all month. You gotta relax and let that hot, sexy part of you come out. It's in there, you know it is."

"No I don't and no I won't. Where are we going anyway?"

I turned and leaned against the balcony railing. We were alone on the top gallery, overlooking the entire length of the arcade. A large skylight was overhead. There were a few office entrances scattered along this level but for the most part we were pretty much on our own. "Right here is as good a place as any. Come closer."

She stepped up to the railing beside me. I reached down and placed my hand on her bottom, stroking it gently. She twisted away from me. "For god's sake, not here!" she hissed. "You can't possibly think you're going to do anything to me here, out in the open like this. You're crazy!"

I chuckled and pulled her to me, planted a kiss square on her lips. She struggled to break free but I had her locked in my grip. I kept my mouth pressed against hers. She weakened and stopped trying to resist me. I can't say she participated in the kiss but she didn't attempt to stop it either. Her mouth was warm, her lips felt soft and moist against mine. I dragged the tip of my tongue across her mouth, then pulled away. I stepped around behind her and turned her to face outward, her hands on the railing.

"Just relax Jan. You'll enjoy this, I know you will." I ran my hands down her hips and cupped her bottom, kneading the firm muscles through her coat. I pressed my hips into her, pushing her up against the ironwork. I took hold of the railing, a hand on either side of her and began to grind my pelvis into her ass. I pushed her tightly against the grill, then dropped a hand back down to grope her bottom again. Her coat had a deep, center vent at the back, held closed by a row of buttons. I leaned down slightly and began to undo them.

"Damn it, we can't do this! Not here! Someone will see! We'll get arrested, for god's sake! Stop it!" She tried to break away from me. I tightened my grip on the railing again and pinned her against it.

"Jan, I told you I was going to fuck you here. You know you want me to. You know you can't win. Stand still and do as you're told." Once more I brought a hand around behind and undid the last of the buttons. I pushed a toe between her feet and spread them apart. "Step back and lean down onto the railing." Wordlessly she did as instructed, pushing her hips back toward me, her legs open. She propped her elbows against the rail and waited. I took hold of her coat and lifted the flaps up off her hips. Her skirt was riding up her legs, the reinforced tops of her pantyhose once again on view. I slipped a hand down between her thighs and cupped her crotch in my palm. I felt her shudder as I pressed my fingers into her fleshy mound. The hole she'd torn in her pantyhose had spread further, offering her bare lips to my hand. She was still swollen and wet from her recent orgasm. Her labia felt heavy in my palm. I pressed a finger up into her. She stiffened and clenched her thighs against me, trying to block me from entering her further. "Relax Jan. Just close your eyes and go along for the ride." She slowly let her muscles weaken until her cunt was open and I could probe her freely. She bent her head and shut her eyes, probably trying to pretend she wasn't standing on a balcony in an open arcade, about to be fucked by her boss. I pushed her feet further apart then reached into my pants and extracted my throbbing cock.

I dropped my knees down under her thighs and lifted my shaft up into her, straightening my legs until I was buried deeply inside. She was still soaking wet, her tunnel was on fire. I began to slowly push myself into her, lifting her hips with each thrust. She rose up onto her toes each time she felt my cock slide up inside. I was going to come quickly, I could feel it. I'd been aroused for too long to hold back and the thought of being out in the open really got to me. Within minutes I was pounding her ass with my hips, driving into her as hard and as deeply as I could. Her body shuddered with each impact. She braced herself against the railing and pushed back against me as I fucked her. I heard her whisper small "Uh...Uh...Uh's" in time with my thrusts.

Just as I was about to come I caught a small movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned. The janitor was standing behind us, in the shadows, watching me fuck this beautiful blonde with the gorgeous legs. He was out of her line of sight, vigorously stroking his exposed cock almost in time with my thrusts into her. There was nothing I could do. Within seconds I was coming inside her, spilling more and more into her already sodden cunt. I ignored him and kept myself buried inside her, continued pumping my cum into her.

A pointed steel blade flashed in front of my face. The janitor stood behind me, his hand gripping my hair. A thick-bladed hunting knife was pointing at my throat. I drew myself down out of Jan, quickly stepped back. The guy shoved me away, wordlessly threatening me with the blade. He moved behind Jan and took my place. He soon had his cock sliding up into her, banging away at a furious pace. Jan still had her eyes closed. It all took place so quickly that I don't think she realized what had just happened.

"For god's sake," she hissed. "How long is this going to take? Get it over with already!"

"Jan, Hon...don't move. Just stay still..."

She turned to me with a start, her eyes wide, then twisted back to look over her shoulder. The janitor leered back at her, a broad grin on his face as he continued to pound his cock into her. What she didn't see was the knife in his hand.

She cried out. "What the hell...? Who...? Shit! What's happening? Get off me you bastard! Get off me or I'll scream!" She tried to straighten up and pull herself off of his cock but he held on and kept himself buried in her. "Oh shit, I can't believe this! Stop!" She turned to me, wild-eyed. "What's happening? Get him off me!"

"Jan, please! You have to listen to me! Just stand still and let him finish. Trust me on this. Just let him finish. You'll be alright."

She felt his movements quicken and realized he was close to coming.

"Oh, damn! No! Don't let him come inside me!" She squirmed her hips, trying to force his cock down out of her. Unfortunately for her, it had the opposite effect on him. A few seconds later he jammed his hips up into her and let out a long moan. His body shuddered as he came. She sensed it immediately and let out a little scream. "Oh fuck! Shit! Get...Off...Me!" This time he let her pull away from him, withdrawing his dripping cock from her. She whipped back, closing her coat around her. She reached out and slapped him hard across the face.

Then she saw the knife.

This was not good. He stopped grinning. His eyes went cold and hard. He stepped forward and pressed the flat of the blade to her throat, pinning her against the railing. He groped inside her coat with his free hand, took hold of the front of her blouse and tore it open, sending buttons flying across the floor. Grabbing hold of her wrists, he bent down and put his mouth to her exposed breasts and clamped down on a nipple. She cried out in pain. He held her breast between his teeth and tugged at it until her flesh was stretched out taut. "Stop...please...!" she sobbed. "Please! You're hurting me!"

He unclenched his teeth and let her breast drop. There were red bite marks on her skin. He stood up and put his face close to hers. "Should'a thought of that before you hit me, you little bitch!"

My feet were cemented to the floor. I couldn't believe what was happening. Dumbfounded, I watched as he yanked her coat and blouse down off her shoulders, pinning her arms to her sides. She stood there, naked to the waist, gasping in fear. He stepped forward and slammed his hand up into her crotch and took hold of her pubic hair. She cried out and doubled over, trying to break free from him. He took advantage of her momentum and forced her face-down to the floor. He spread the back of her coat and stretched her skirt up high. "Nice ass you got there bitch. Real nice." He knelt down between her legs, forcing them apart. She writhed on the floor, trying to crawl away from him. Her arms remained pinned at her sides. She was helpless.

He placed the knife on the floor beside him, then grabbed the edges of the hole in her pantyhose and with a powerful pull, tore them completely away from her ass. With one swift movement, he buried his hand in her crotch and lifted her hips off the floor. He pulled her back toward him until she was on her knees, her face hard against the floor. Sliding forward, he aimed his cock between her thighs and mounted her. She gasped as she felt him enter her for a second time, whimpered in dismay as she felt him begin to fuck her again.

This really was not good. I was genuinely fearful for Jan. As much as I was guilty of taking advantage of her, there had always been a certain amount of willingness on her part. I know I was wrong in treating her like I had but I would never have done this to her. This bad dream had to stop. I stepped toward them. "Hey! Hey, take it easy man! Get off her! Let her go!"

He looked up at me, still holding onto her hips and humping her fast and hard. "Go fuck yourself, asshole. I'm not finished here." He turned and reached for the knife. As he did, I stepped forward again and struck him hard across the side of the head. He looked up at me in surprise. It gave me the opening I was looking for. With as much force as possible I drove the heel of my hand into his face, just below his nose. He fell back to the floor, releasing his grip on Jan, sliding out of her. She immediately dropped down and tried to roll free.

Slowly, blood beginning to flow from his nose, he drew himself back up onto his knees. As he did, I slammed my fist into the side of his throat. Gasping for air, he slumped down, bracing himself on one arm, clutching at his neck. One final, vicious chop at the base of his skull and he dropped heavily to the floor. He was stunned, immobile.

Jan looked back in fear. "Oh my god, you've killed him!"

I bent down, feeling for a pulse at his neck. He was going to have one hell of a headache but he was alive and breathing. I picked up the knife, then hooked my arms under Jan's and lifted her to her feet, sliding her coat and blouse back up over her shoulders. I helped her put on a shoe that had slipped off during the attack. Without a word, I pulled her to me and held her tightly in my arms. She was sobbing, her shoulders heaving.

"We have to go, quickly" I told her. I dropped the knife into a waste bin as I led her to a set of stairs. I helped her hurry down to the ground floor and out into a service alley behind the building. She gripped my hand as if she was never going to let go. As soon as we were out the door I wrapped an arm around her waist and half-carried her along to a cab stand. By some amazing stroke of luck a car was sitting there. I opened the rear door. Jan almost collapsed across the seat. I helped her in and gave the driver the address of a nearby hotel.

Once we were away from the curb and into traffic, I turned to Jan. Her eyes were closed, her face wet with tears. She was slumped into the corner of the back seat. One hand held her coat closed across her breasts but otherwise she was pretty much exposed. There were long runs in her hosiery, her knees were bruised and she had a small scrape on her cheek. She was looking pretty beat up. I sat close and put my arm around her shoulder. She turned and leaned in against me, slid her arm in around my waist and held on tight. I pulled her coat over her legs, straightened her hair a little then tried to wipe the tears from her face. They just kept coming. Her shoulders shook as she buried her face in my chest.

We pulled into the circular drive of the small, boutique-style hotel, up to where a doorman stood waiting. I asked the cabbie to wait while I went in and arranged for a room. As soon as Jan heard me, she reached out and grabbed my arm. "No! Don't leave me!" I took her by the hand and helped her onto the pavement, keeping her coat closed for her. By now I was so full of guilt I would have done anything to protect her.

She stayed close to me, clutching my arm as we walked to the front desk and arranged for a room. The concierge took a long look at Jan, then asked if everything was ok, if there was something he could help with. I told him we first needed to get settled in and then I'd give him a call. We took the elevator for the brief ride up to our floor. I opened the door and let Jan step into the room ahead of me. She kept her coat tightly wrapped around herself. I closed the door and came toward her.

She suddenly reached out and slapped me - hard - across the face. "You bastard! You absolute, fucking bastard!" she cried. The tears rolled down her cheeks. She stepped toward me and pummeled my chest with her fists. I took her wrists and drew her to me, wrapped her in my arms and held her tightly.

"Jan, I am so very, very sorry. I had no idea it would happen, that things would turn bad like that. You have to believe me, Jan. I never wanted to put you in danger. I can't tell you how terrible I feel about this. Please..." She leaned in against me, her body still trembling. She brought her arms around me and pulled herself tightly to me. I led her to the bed and sat her down. "Here, give me your coat. I'll pour you a bath. Let's get you cleaned up."

Reluctantly, she allowed me to slip the coat off her shoulders. The front of her blouse gaped open, torn where the buttons once were. I drew the fabric across her breasts, smoothed her rumpled skirt down onto her lap. There was a bathrobe hanging in the closet. I brought it to her and draped it around her shoulders then gently pushed her back onto the bed and brought her legs up. I slipped her shoes off and sat down beside her, stroking her back. She looked so beautiful, yet so fragile, laying there on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair a tousled frame around her face. I pushed a strand away, bent down and lightly kissed her cheek.

I straightened up to go draw her bath. She reached out and took my hand, pulled me back to her. She rose up off the bed, brought her lips to mine and held me in a long embrace. She pulled away, looked into my eyes then kissed me again. I laid her back down onto the bed, caressed her cheek. Without a word, I stood up and walked to the bathroom.

It was a deep whirlpool tub. The water was hot, with steam rising above the foam of the bath oils I found in the basket on the dressing table. I dimmed the lights to a golden glow and returned to the bedroom. She lay on the bed, exactly as I had left her. She seemed to be asleep. I bent down and whispered in her ear. "Jan...Hon...you're bath is ready. Come..." She opened her eyes with a start, her body tense. "Shh...shh, it's just me Jan. You're ok." I lifted her from the bed and carried her to the bathroom. "Do you want me to help or do you need to be alone?" I asked.

She turned and looked into my face again. "Help me, please," she said softly.

I slipped the bathrobe from her and laid it on the dressing table. She lifted the tattered blouse from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. The teeth marks he'd left on her were a fiery red. Fortunately, he hadn't broken the skin. I traced the mark with my finger. She took my hand and held it to her breast for a moment. Then she turned her back to me and let me unzip her skirt and slide it down her legs. Her hosiery was a torn, sticky mess. As gently as I could, I peeled them off her and tossed them in the waste bin. She turned to me again, completely nude, completely vulnerable. "Thank you," she whispered. I once again took her in my arms and held her close.

She turned and gingerly climbed into the deep tub and sunk down under the swirling water. She laid her head back against the ledge and closed her eyes. I bent down, kissed her forehead and then closed the door behind me as I left the room.

I called the front desk and asked for the concierge. I explained that we needed complete discretion from him, then told him Jan needed a place to stay for a while, that I would cover all expenses. I ordered a light meal, some wine, then asked if there was a female assistant who could come to the room. I had just finished making out a list of items I needed when I heard the tap on the door. I handed a wad of cash to the young woman and explained the list to her. She nodded and promised to be back within the hour. I went to the windows and closed the drapes. The lights were dim. I found some soft music in the collection of discs provided in the room then took a seat and waited...

After about twenty minutes, I tapped on the bathroom door. "Jan, how are you doing in there? Everything ok?" I asked.

"I-I'm fine. Come in. Please..." I stepped into the now steamy bathroom and sat down on the edge of the tub. "I... I have to tell you something," she said, turning to look up at me. "I should have told you sooner but...I'm alone. I mean...my husband left me a few weeks ago. He's gone. He just took off and left me, for someone else. I'm so stupid. I had no idea. I don't even know who she could possibly be. All I know is that he couldn't have cared less what we've been doing together." I stared at her, lost for words. "It seems so stupid now, not telling you, letting you think I was afraid of him finding out. I really don't know why. It...it just happened. I'd never felt that way before. It was scary, exciting, everything all at once. I didn't know what to do except to have you keep making me feel that way. I'm sorry..."

I shook my head at her. "Jan, there's no possible reason in this world why you should feel sorry. I'm the one who took advantage of you, who pushed you into this -- no, let me finish. I knew there was something happening with you. I just didn't know exactly what. I pushed you into this."

"And I went along with it," she nodded. "I know it didn't seem that way. I was frightened of where it would all lead but I wanted to go along with it. I'm hurting right now but it's not your fault. I wanted you. I wanted you to have me, whatever way you wanted me. You couldn't have known that guy would...that it would happen."

I bent down and kissed her. She sat up and pulled me to her, pressing her lips against mine, prolonging our embrace. She ran her hand up the back of my neck. A low moan rose from her throat...

There was a soft knock at the door. I groaned and pulled away from her arms, brought a bath towel to her and went to meet the assistant. She'd brought everything, including a catering cart with a spray of roses beside the bottle of wine. I thanked her and closed the door. Jan peeked out from the bathroom. She looked at me quizzically. "Where did this all come from?"

"I asked them to bring it. It's for you." I held up the garment bag. "I hope you like these. I sent her to one of the other shops we saw. There was an outfit in the window. I'm pretty sure it will fit you." It wasn't until we were in the cab that I realized I'd left the bag full of her other clothes sitting on the floor where she'd been attacked. "I had to guess a little about sizes but it should all be here -- new underwear, new hosiery. I hope you like the style of the skirt and blouse."

She came to me, gave me another kiss and hug. "I'm sure everything will be perfect. I know you don't believe me yet but I think you are really good at picking out clothes for me." She sat down as I rolled the cart over to the sitting area and opened the wine. She curled up and hugged her knees. She laid her head down against the back of the chair.

"How are you feeling now, Jan?"

"Still shaky, sort of. I'll be alright. Just need some time." She smiled as I handed her a glass of wine then sat back and closed her eyes. She sipped at it a little, then shuddered. "I still can't believe it. I've never been so scared in my life." She squirmed in her chair a bit. "Will we stay here for a while? How long can we be here?"

"As long as you need, Jan."

"Will you stay with me? Can you? What about your wife?" She sat up, concerned. "How is this all going to work out?"

I came over and sat on the arm of her chair. "Hey, hey...relax. Everything will be fine. She's taking care of her mum right now. She'll be out of town for the next week. We have time to figure things out a bit. Right now, we need to concentrate on taking care of you." I lifted the silver dome covering the platter of food. "What would you like?"

She sighed. "What I need is that bottle of wine. I need to get thoroughly drunk..."

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