I Want It All

James stirred when he heard movement, through blurry eyes he saw Jessica walking towards the bed with a tray in her hands.

“Good morning sleepy head,” she said.

“Morning?” he said with a frown, “What time is it?”

“Seven thirty. You slept straight through. Are you hungry? I’ve made you scrambled eggs on toast.”

“Yes thanks, I’m starved.”

He sat up in the bed and she placed the tray across his lap. On the side were two white pills.

“Those are your anti-inflammatory meds, you need to take them with food. Tea or coffee?”

“Um, coffee please.”

“Okay, back in a tick,” she said and left.

James watched as she walked off, his eyes following the wiggle of her bum under the soft white robe she wore. He swallowed the pills with some orange juice before his fierce hunger drove him to attack his food. By the time she came back with his coffee he had nearly cleared the plate.

“Blimey, you were hungry. Would you like some more?”

“No thanks, that was just right. Sorry, I slept through.”

“Don’t be sorry, you needed it. How are you feeling?”

“A little sore, but a lot better. It doesn’t hurt when I breathe now.”

“Good, well those meds will help too,” she said and took the tray from him, putting it on the floor by the bed.

She undid her robe and let it fall to the floor, then slid into the bed beside him.

“Do you feel like having a chat? There are a few things I wanted to talk about.”

“Yeah, sure,” he replied, sipping his coffee.

“James, obviously it’s not safe for you to go home. I was going to ask you this anyway at some point, but how would you like to live here with me?”

“Jess that’s kind but I couldn’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“I um, well it’s, I mean…”

“Male pride?”

“What?”

“I think it’s just male pride that’s stopping you from saying yes, just like it stopped you from going to the hospital yesterday.”

“Maybe you’re right, I don’t know. But even if I did stay here, I need my clothes and stuff. I’ve got to go back at some point.”

“I’ve been thinking about that. When I went out to get your prescription yesterday I did some shopping and got you some jeans, a few T-shirts and some underwear. I got you some toiletries too. It’s enough for a day or two until we can go shopping for the rest of the things you need.”

“I still need my uniform for work.”

“I’ve been thinking about that too. I want you to give up your job.”

“Give up my job? What will I do for money?” Jessica smiled at him, “Oh, hold on…no, no way,” he said with a frown.

“Just hear me out, that’s all I ask, please?”

James frowned even harder and shrugged, “Okay, I’m listening.”

“I’ve made no secret of the fact that I want to help you. You know my motivations and why I feel so strongly about this. If you could just put your pride to one side for a moment then maybe I can give you what you want.”

“You’ve already given me more than enough, I can’t let you support me financially.”

“I don’t want to support you, well, not indefinitely anyway. Remember the fish analogy?”

“The one about me feeding myself with fish?”

“That’s the one. James, what is it that you want from life?”

“I’m not sure, I’ve never really thought about it.”

“Bullshit.”

“What?”

“I call bullshit. I don’t believe you’ve never dreamed of a better life. You’re telling me you’ve never thought about being rich? About travelling the world? About women throwing themselves at you? Wouldn’t you like a nice car, jewellery and a harem of women at your beck and call?”

“A harem of women?”

“Interesting,” she said with a grin.

“What?”

“Of all the things I mentioned, it’s the harem of women that got your interest.”

“Oh, no, I didn’t mean to imply, I mean, you’re wonderful, I don’t need other women…”

“If it’s a harem you want, then it’s a harem you shall have. And all the other things too. All you have to do is trust me, let me guide you, let me release the potential I see in you and you’ll have all that and more. And before you protest don’t think I’m doing this as a charity venture. You’ll pay me back with the money you earn.”

“The money I’ll earn? How? And seriously, this is a lot of effort, I couldn’t ask you to…”

“You’re not asking me to do anything, I’m offering, there’s a big difference. You seem to be under the impression this is some sort of major hardship for me. Trust me, I’m going to enjoy this.”

“But how will I earn the money to pay you back?”

“Okay. Here’s my plan. You earn, what was it, a thousand a month?”

“Around that.”

“Most of which you give to your father. I’ll give you one thousand pounds a month, it’s all yours, do with it as you will. I’m giving you this so you have some cash to be independent with and don’t have to come to me for the small stuff you want to buy. I’ll keep a log of how much I pay you and when you’re earning enough money you can pay me back. I think your talents are wasted in the supermarket. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a good honest living, but you could do so much more. How does Whittaker IT sound to you?”

“It sounds great, but I’m not sure what you are suggesting?”

“I think you should set up your own company doing web design and other IT-type stuff. I’ve got a friend who runs her own business, we’ll get her advice and I’ve got a few ideas where we can find some clients for you too. It’s enough to get you started.”

“I don’t know what to say. You really think I can do this?”

“Oh I’m not finished yet, that’s just the start. The really fun part is going to be the change in you.”

“The change in me?”

“As soon as you are up to it we’ll buy you a new wardrobe of clothes, I know an excellent barber too, they’ll pamper you in good style. We’ll have you looking the part in no time. Speaking of which, you’ve got a wonderful physic, but how would you feel about toning up a bit?”

“Toning up?”

“Uh-huh. I was going to see a new fitness instructor a friend recommended for me, we could both see her together, the ladies love a bit of muscle. Which should help us get one step closer to that harem you want.”

“I was only joking about the harem.”

“I wasn’t. I think it’s a great idea.”

“You do?”

“Of course. We could have all sorts of fun, imagine having a bunch of women all eager to fuck you. And each other as well, we’ll make sure they’re all bi. Would you like that? Wouldn’t you like to see me eating another woman's cunt while you fuck my arse? Would you like to see her lick your come from my cunt?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what? Tell me what you want James and together we’ll make it happen.”

“I want the whole thing. Whittaker IT, the clothes, the car, the jewellery, the harem, I want it all. But most of all I want you.”

“Tell me, James,” she said, sitting up and throwing the covers off the bed, “Tell me how you want me. Just ask, and it’s yours.”

“Suck my cock.”

“That’s more like it. One blow job, coming up.”

Jessica sunk her mouth on his cock and took as much of him in her throat as she could. Up and down her head went, trying hard to take more and more of him but being careful not to gag.

“That feels good,” he said.

“I’m making it my mission in life to make you feel good.”

“Then ride me, get on my cock and ride me.”

“Yes sir.”

Jessica crawled up the bed and straddled him, reaching between her legs she guided his cock to her entrance and slowly impaled herself. James was mesmerised by her soft plump outer lips and the way they parted as his cock disappeared inside her.

“Oh my god that feels good, Jesus James, I love your cock.”

“I love your pussy.”

“It’s all yours James, all yours.”

Jessica moved her hips back and forth, sitting up high she slid her hand down between her legs and rubbed her clit, letting out a moan of pleasure. James reached up and grabbed at her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples.

Then he pulled her down to him and kissed her, enjoying her moan of satisfaction as he moved inside her. As their tongues met in a **** embrace her hips started sliding up and down his cock with incredible flexibility. The feeling was intense, too intense.

“Jess, slow down, you’ll make me come.”

“I want it, I want your come, do it James, come in me, fill me up…oh my god…YESSSSS!”

Jessica’s orgasm hit home as soon as she felt James unleash his load deep inside her. She ground down hard onto his cock and then thrust her tongue in his mouth while he pushed his hips up and drove his cock further inside her than she ever thought possible. All the while he carried on pumping come into her. Panting hard and gasping for breath she collapsed onto him, completely spent.

“That was…it was so…” but she couldn’t find the words.

“Good?”

She giggled, “Good doesn’t even come close. But yeah, it was good James, very good.”