Chapter 8: The Wiliest Of Ways
Ken's Office, Top Of The Tower, Financial District, Baltiney, New York...
Moans and intense grunts filled Ken Ryker's office as the rather astute and subversive businessman found himself having the time of his life despite the setbacks about his former lover during his lunch break, the rather lovely ankles of the diligent and beautiful legal shark, Evelyn Towers had been wrapped around his neck as he pounded her sodden sex via his rather sizeable thick cock as she moaned for him as her back rested against his desk.
This had been an all too familiar dance between them, their exploits reaching various locations and scenarios she never disappointed as her heat clenched around his bare cock in the wake of their renewed acquaintance. He had not cared in the least that she had met someone and had been in something of a committed relationship. Her hot box had been prime real estate as far as his cock had been concerned and he had already laid claim to it.
Needless to say, Ken had been quite embittered about Evelyn leaving him for a younger man and throwing the fact that he had never been able to commit to her despite their rather spectacular sexual escapades since they had gotten drunk in the wake of his first week out of the hospital following his accident. She had been initially against him drinking but he'd been going stir-crazy with his father electing her to babysit him while he went into the office. His mother had been busy babysitting his father and as a result, Ken had done what Ken did best, a few drinks in and he had Evelyn's legs wrapped around his neck as he pounded her tight sex as if he hadn't just barely come out of a coma a week prior.
She'd been his main outlet for all of his pent-up sexual frustration and then some and she elected to abandon him when he had become accustomed to splitting her piping-hot sex with his eager cock in favor of the younger idiot who barely knew how to get her off let alone in any fashion he had been able to. She'd been like Valencia in that regard, always wanting "more" and a bunch of other crap Ken didn't have the time nor the patience for.
He had already been married according to what everyone told him when he awoke from the six-month coma after the accident. His wife had died five years prior in an apparent plane crash and so had their only children together. He had not been interested in having another wife or any more children, but Evelyn had wanted a family and thus she left him for a chance to have it.
She had been the reason he had to seek out another means of sating his every present lust and found himself seeking out the attention of Valencia Ramos the waitress at a place he often liked to stop in for drinks after work. It had been daunting to have to return to a large empty house where the echoes of a past he couldn't remember seemed to haunt him despite his lack of recollection as to why they even affected him.
Evelyn's moans continued to fill the office as Ken continued to thrust into her slickness ignoring the fact that he'd still been in his office due to the soundproofing and the height of the place he had thought ahead ages ago and it had been more so to his benefit more often than not. He had loved making Evelyn scream as she continued to grip the desk, her pert breasts bouncing in the wake of his thrusts jolting her along the heavily polished heavy oakwood as he indulged his base nature in the most primal of fashion.
She had always been one of his favorites as she clenched around him and for that, he had always resented her for leaving him without for so long. The visuals of how he had been in this very position with his former and now pregnant lover Valencia not too long before he'd stormed out of her apartment due to her having hidden the pregnancy test had been out on the bathroom counter for him to see.
It still bothered him that she had elected to ruin a good thing and that she'd broken their agreement. Newly unbound, Ken had been well within his rights so to speak to indulge with Evelyn despite her lasting relationship with the young idiot she'd left him for.
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Apartment 274, Terrow Heights Apartment Complex, Baltiney, New York...
Coleman Kennison had not known what to expect when he arrived at Valencia's apartment in the wake of his son returning from his lunch break. He took a deep breath as he stood before her door, apartment 274, He had been rather familiar with it given he'd followed Ryker to this very place some months prior and uncovered his rather spirited affair with the young Spanish decent waitress he'd been enamored with. Coleman had secretly hoped that she'd be the one to curb his adverse appetites and get him to settle down once again despite the losses he'd suffered in the wake of losing his first wife and their children, sadly, Ryker had not been of the mind to think of such a thing and only ever opted for pure sex with the lovely lass.
Coleman had noted that the apartment had not been as tidy as it had been during his previous visit when he confronted the young woman about her affair with his son and warned her about hurting him in anyway shape or form. Valencia had invited him in for coffee and they had a rather interesting chat where she admitted to being interested in something more with Ryker, who had told her his name was "Ken" upon their first meeting.
The moment Valencia opened the door with her apartment a mess and her hair wild with her face swollen and eyes puffy from constant shedding of tears Coleman's hopes of her being able to get his son to once more settle down had evaporated.
"What's he done now?" asked Coleman in a rather stern and annoyed tone.
"He found my pregnancy test," admitted Valencia sorrowfully. "He went ballistic when he saw it and we got into a big fight and he left."
"Pregnancy test?" asked Coleman sounding a bit hopeful given he'd been wanting more grandchildren but his son's stance on not having any more or a wife for that matter had not changed.
"I forgot when he came in for lunch and he saw it, it's positive...I'm carrying your grandchild but Ken....your son doesn't want anything to do with us." Valencia sobbed as she attempted to explain what happened between herself and Ken hours prior.
"Of course," said Coleman with a disappointed sigh. "Well, that doesn't include me or my wife, we are looking forward to the birth of our grandchild no matter what he says, we'll help you both in any way possible."
Valencia seemed to be a bit at ease about this. She had still been quite upset that Ken had wanted nothing to do with them but was content to take what she could get for her unborn child's sake if nothing else.
"I've never seen him so angry." she continued still recounting what happened.
"I'll have a talk with him," Coleman assured her. "He may not want anything to do with this baby or you for now and given the fact that he feels betrayed he's going to be that way for quite some time, but he'll come around."
Valencia had been content to believe Coleman as he'd been Ken's father after all and knew him best. She nodded and hugged him before venturing to the bathroom to bring out the pregnancy test to show him the results herself. Coleman had not thought much of Valencia when he first met her but he had been looking forward to once more being a grandfather once again courtesy of his only son.
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Ken's Office, Top Of The Tower, Financial District, Baltiney, New York...
With something of a triumphant shout, Ken Ryker thrust deeply into Evelyn's sodden sex and unleashed the floodgates of his pent-up need not at all phased about the mess they had made of his desk once the ink had dried on the paperwork. He had managed to get her to place it in a safe attache case before he fully indulged his lust and hers as well. A wicked smirk filed across his handsome dark face as Evelyn attempted to catch her breath in the wake of the rollercoaster ride that had been her many releases in the wake of his skillful pumping. She reached up stroking his smooth face and chin as he kissed her hand and continued to pin her against his desk as his thick cock continued to pulse inside the still-moaning Evelyn.
"Fuck..." she hissed feeling a bit weak.
Ken had been still smirking as she rolled her eyes not at all liking the idea that a bastard like him still had such an effect on her no matter the distance and time spent apart. He pulled out taking a moment to catch his breath as Evelyn took a moment to sit up and fix her attire. Ken dropped down into his large black leather chair while tucking his slick cock back into his suit slacks as he found himself riding high off his latest exploits and another contract well negotiated.
"That deal better be on the up and up, Ken," said Evelyn once more in warning. "I would hate to have to come after you for misconduct in business."
"It's legit, besides I much prefer when you cum before me while I'm bending you over my desk," he replied still relishing his conquest.
Evelyn rolled her eyes and straightened her blouse as she made herself a bit more presentable despite feeling the effects of Ken's most recent release dribble down her inner thighs. She had gotten ready to take her leave with the contracts well in hand when Ken suddenly got up from his chair and stopped her at the door.
"Any time you wanna be fucked for real, you know where to find me, contract or no contract." he offered. "Besides you and I both know that little boy toy of yours can't handle that tight pussy like I do."
"Goodbye Ken," said Evelyn after rolling her eyes once more before stepping out of the office.
Ken smirked as he watched her go his dark eyes fixated on her shapely ass as he noted the difficulty in her steps from his efforts during their sex romp. He made it a point to ensure that she couldn't walk straight after the fact.