Milo's POV

Earlier that morning.

Milo stretched in his bed as the warm spring sun shown through his bedroom window. He looked over at the beautiful figure next to him. Devon was a beautiful woman. Long slender legs, toned stomach, modest firm breasts. “I wonder if she would want a boob job?” Milo thought to himself. “Sure her D cups were nice but she could go a little bigger maybe a DD or E”. He continued to ponder as he gazed at her sleeping body. Sure she was older, but she had a sexy milf thing going for her. But thank god she didn’t have kids. He was definitely not ready for that. She still had a few good years left before he traded her in for a newer model. Milo got out of bed and headed for his closet. He needed to get ready for his run, Kat’s coffee shop would be getting busy soon and he wanted to stop by when he was done.

As Milo exited his penthouse in down town Beverly Hills he did a quick stretch and started running. Milo loved to run. One of the few things that actually brought him joy. He had dreams of going to the olympics when he got a track scholarship to Stanford. By the time he was a junior he was captain of the team. He was never quite good enough to place at nationals but he did place at the PAC-12 championship. When he was approached by Nike for a sponsorship prior to his senior year he was sky high with excitement. But his father quickly shot that dream down. According to his father running was a hobby and not a career. This led to him pursuing law school. Its not like he didn’t enjoy himself. His undergrad experience was great. At 5’6 and about 125 lbs he was lean and light with boyish good looks, when you match that with his families money he pretty much had free range of the school. Law school was more of the same. He partied, sure, but he did try to study. Now if something was too difficult he wasn’t above paying some nerd to help him out. His “hard work” allowed him to graduate at the top of the class. However, his actual lack of studying did make him take the bar twice.

After mile 4 Milo decided to turn his sites towards the park before hitting the coffee shop then home. His muscles had just started to burn in the right way when he spotted a rather attractive young women jogging in front. Her ass looked great in those running shorts. “Truly one of the best inventions of my time” Milo thought staring at the booty.

“Good morning” Milo said to the pretty runner.

*pant* “hey” *pant* the girl responded.

“Beautiful day isn’t it?”

*pant* “Sure”

“Do you mind if I give you a tip?” Milo said with a grin and a cocked eyebrow.

“No thank you” *pant* “Im good”

“Oh come on I was a college conference champion in the 5000” He said, a little annoyed “I could really help you out”

“I’m ok maybe another time”

“Oh, ok. Here’s my number” Milo said handing her his business card “call me if you want to get the most out of your workout”. Milo finished with a wink and split off from the girl. Taking time to get one final look at her ass. Milo quickly jogged across the street and headed in to the little cafe. Thankfully it was slow

“Hey Kitty Kat” Milo said to the spunky looking alt girl working the register

“Hey Milo, where’s Otis?”

“Oh come on, don’t be like that. Devons not that bad” Milo said with a chuckle “and does anybody get your references?

“You did” she said raising her pierced eyebrow. Milo didn’t think she was overly sexy. I mean he has defiantly fucked hotter women. But her look did it for him, in a forbidden fruit kind of way. “But seriously where’s your girlfriend?”

“Wife now, remember?” Milo quipped back tapping his ring on the marble counter. Milo had Known Kat for about 2 years. Technically he was her land lord. The building that housed her coffee shop, along with 5 other small business was a gift from his families estate for graduating high school. That money was his main source of income until got the job at the firm. He was generally hands off, letting the estate collect the rent and pay his bills before depositing the remainder into his account. With Kat however, he liked to be…hands on. “She’s home sleeping. I just went for a run and was going to swing by with coffee to surprise her”.

“Your such a sweet husband” Kat stated, her reply dripping with sarcasm. “What will it be?”

“ A large americano with room, and a large ice vanilla latte with soy milk and sugar free syrup, for the misses… Oh and Ill need you in my office to talk about your rent” Kat immediately stopped what she was doing and looked at him.

“What, really, but your married now”

“Hey you know the deal once a month we discuss your rental terms and check in. And todays the day. So lets go”

Kat and milo left the coffee shop and walked through the halls off the complex. Her employees looking at her with pity. Once the reached the unmarked office door, Milo took out a key and opened it.

“Ladies first” Milo opened the door and waited for Kat to enter, giving her a firm pat on the butt. He quickly walked around the desk and unbuckled his pants. He sat down and fished out his average at best cock “Come on honey. Lets pay your rent”. Milo had first asked for a blowjob as payment for giving her the rental space with the expectations that he gives her a “good deal” on her rent in return for a monthly dick suck. Kat hated it but she had ****. This little prick (literally) had all the power. Kat quickly kissed the tip of the sweaty cock in from of her. Taking it in inch by inch as she ran her tongue across the veiny bottom. She easily took the whole thing in her mouth faking a gaging sound as she reached the bottom. After about 5 minutes Milo blew his load and Kat swallowed it. “Thats my girl” Milo said in blissful ignorance of how much Kat hated him in this moment.

“Can I go now?” She asked trying to hide the venom in her voice.

“Sure Kitty Kat, you need to get my coffee. I will be cleaned up in five. Have them ready by”*slam* Kat had already left before he could finish. She wanted him gone as quickly as possible. Milo quickly wiped up anything she may have missed and went to the shop to pick up his coffee. “Good meeting Kitty Kat, see you next month” he said with a wink before leaving the shop. It was just a quarter mile walk back to his condo.

“Honey I”m home” he announced upon entering.

“I’m in the bed room sweetie”

“A coffee for my wife”

“Thank you so much Milo! I needed this” Devon screamed with joy before pounding the sweet drink. “Do you want to fool around before our flight?”

“What a Nympho” Milo thought to himself. That was one of the main reasons why he married her. She was eager to please. At her age she learned how to please a man and she was good at it.

“Let me take a quick shower and maybe you can join me before we leave for the airport”. Milo said before heading off to the bathroom. She was good in bed, but she was also a women. An Adult, and his parents approved of that. He always assumed his parents thought she would make him act more grown up. If only they knew that his wife was so **** for youth that it made it so much easier for him to drag her down too his level. He actually thought it was funny in kind of a sad way. Watching an older women try to act young, always gave him a good laugh.

Back on the plane.

“Why haven't they started boarding anyone else?” Devon asked Milo.

“God, honey, I don’t know?” Milo responded annoyed “Why don’t you go up their and ask someone” He watched her leave. Relieved that he could finally take a Xanax or three and just relax. He quickly popped the pills and swallowed them with a travel sized vodka he snuck onto the plane. Last time they limited him to just two and he didn’t want that to happen again. He hated flying.

“No! Milo!”

He heard Devon scream from behind the curtain at the front of the plan. “what the fuck is going on?” He thought to himself. Upon standing he felt a little woozy. “The pills and the booze must be kicking in” he said as he tried to steady himself as he headed towards his hysterical wife. As he pulled back the curtain he was met with

Big Foot? “no that’s not right” Milo reasoned with his **** aided mind. What he saw was the back of a long haired massive flight crew worker.

“Who the fuck are you!” Milo confusedly demanded.

“Shut up rich boy, Im with the FBI and I am here to save her…and you!”

“You what!?” He heard Devon scream as he lunged for her and she clawed his face. What he saw as the mountain of a man jerked his head back didn’t make sense. He had a face under his face. “What the fuck” he continued to say to himself as the giant man faced his wife again.

“Samuel?”

“Hey Devon we don’t have time we have to go”

The stranger grabbed Devon by the wrist and whipped her into the bathroom and started following her in. Milo tried to follow but the large man shoved him away.

“What about Milo” Devon screamed.

“ God fine” Milo heard from the bathroom before a large pit reached out and grabbed him “Down here tiny!” Milo was directed to a hole in the bathroom where the toilet should be. “We have no time! Fucking Jump!”