He bangs Beth

Beth's greying-but-luxurious hair was mussed, her wrinkled-yet-lovely face had no makeup on, and her still-shapely body was clad in a rather worn robe that had been given to her by, and was kept as a memento of, her late first husband. Despite this, she was perfectly poised, the very picture of self-confident elegance, as only a scion of old money and distinguished lineage could be.

She sat down on Adam's desk, crossing her long, shapely legs, and bent forward, her robe parting to give an enticing glimpse of her abundant cleavage (she couldn't compete with Katie or Mary, much less Gogo, but she was still considerably bustier than average). "So, darling, tell me about your date last night. I'm especially interested in your new girlfriend. Gogo, I think her name is?"

Adam didn't even bother to ask how she knew that; he'd long ago given up on trying to get her to reveal her sources of information, just as she'd given up on convincing him to stop working and live off her vast fortune. Instead, he told her the whole story. She listened intently, and with increasing horniness, as he described Gogo ravishing him in the car, Mary stroking him off in the club, the passionate dancing with all four girls. When he got to his second meeting with Officer Fitzpatrick, she finally spoke up.

"What utter nerve. Would you like me to have her fired?"

This was no idle threat; Beth was one of the wealthiest and most influential people in the state, and the only reason the city wasn't her personal fiefdom was her strong sense of morality.

"Err, no," Adam said. "She backed down pretty quickly, and was otherwise quite nice."

"Well, I suppose I can't blame her for trying," Beth commented. "Now, continue."

He did, describing the action that had gone down when they'd gotten back to Gina's home. By the end of his tale, even Beth's iron self-control couldn't hide her arousal.

"Astonishing. Your virility never ceases to amaze me, baby." Then she sighed. "I don't suppose a good night's rest has restored your potency enough to make up for what I missed last night?"

Suddenly, Adam had a flash of inspiration, an idea for keeping his cool until his appointment. "I wouldn't say that," he said.

Beth beamed, and slid out of her robe. "Wonderful."

Adam always felt a wicked undercurrent of sweet revenge whenever Bethany Revelstoke Atwater Ziktor gave of herself to him, for he had been born into a family of no particular wealth or social standing, let alone privilege, and yet here was a Revelstoke herself, her family name emblazoned across the state on buildings and parks and a library and a fine arts theater and a university and even a chapel. The Revelstokes, so the story went, were a very reserved and high-bred dynasty, but Adam enjoyed seeing just how low Beth could go. As Beth purred yummily and unzipped and hauled out his phallus and proceeded to try to inhale it, Adam thought a little of good Mr. Atwater, the man who had given Beth her two delectable daughters. Adam was in no way as cultured or talented or philanthropic a man as Mr. Atwater had been, and yet here Adam was, enjoying Beth as she found herself acting far more wild and perverse than she ever had with her previous husband, and Adam felt like an absolute cad because of that -- and loved it.

"My God!" Beth marveled softly as Adam sprang to full hardness. "I've simply got to see this new secretary of yours, she's driving you crazy!"

Adam wanted to argue that Beth was doing magnificently all by herself, but the hell of it was, she was right. Even now, Gogo was making his pulse a little faster and harder, his lust a little hotter. Beth impatiently went right past her usual loving foreplay and proceeded to mount him.

Adam became intrigued as he looked past Beth and noticed the door swinging in. There he saw a fetching young black-haired girl in the standard costume of Beth's household staff, very much the stereotypical French maid look complete with frilly lacy apron and a very high black skirt. She was not as monumentally bosomy as, say, Katie, but she had one very serious pair of chest cushions forming a lot of deep cleavage. Adam did not recognize her and assumed her to be a brand new addition. She seemed to have been caught in a genuine mistake, but she would not leave the door, for she was frozen in place by the spectacle of the lady of the manor herself slipping her robe from her naked body and giving herself to her husband as he sat back slightly in a large chair. Her fascination became goggle-eyed consternation as she got a gander at the phallus that Mrs. Ziktor was impaling herself upon.

As much as he loved and appreciated Beth, Adam found himself turned on all the more by this poor sweet young voyeur who could not look away to save her life. He liked having and audience, and so he put more of himself into his fucking.

"This secretary of yours is a fucking miracle worker," Beth grunted as their tempo accelerated.

Beth came hard, and Adam slipped himself out and came all over her naked body. He smiled to notice the hard-breathing maid finally shutting the door after her as he was free to speak normally with Beth once more.

(Originally posted to the BE Addventure by Shendude and DruulEmpire)