The Lady Executive Returns Ch. 02

As I thought about my new life for a moment, I decided that I really didn't miss Houston after all. Since I had Bailey here with me in Wilmington to share my secret life outside of work, what more could I wish for? We had our first fabulous online performance behind us and Bailey was officially broken in and now it was time to tell her about Cory. However, I didn't want to disrupt the aura of serenity we were experiencing that was created from our online sex show.

Although we were still basking in the afterglow of our multiple orgasms, I knew she would need a few drinks before I opened up to her about Cory. As we lay there cuddled on the bed, naked in each other's arms, I decided to fix us a bucket of beers and take her to the beach for a swim.

"Bailey, how about a nice dip in the ocean?" I asked.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea" she said excitedly.

"Go unpack a few of your things and find your bikini while I slip mine on, grab some towels and fix us a bucket of beer on ice." I told her.

Bailey kissed me and then hopped up and went right to her task. I slipped on my bikini and headed downstairs for the towels and the bucket of beer. I filled the bucket with six beers and covered them in ice. As I grabbed the towels from the closet Bailey bounced down the stairs with a bag of marijuana and some rolling papers.

"How did you get that through security?" I asked incredulously.

"Before I went through security, I went to the bathroom, took it out of my purse and stuffed it in my bra under my tits." Bailey exclaimed with pride.

"Awesome work Bailey! Now roll one up so we can get high and drink our beer on the beach." I said, smiling.

While Bailey rolled the joint I leaned back on the couch with a beer and was reminded of a time in college when Bailey and I went with two other guys from school to score some weed...

Bailey and I had been drinking beer most of the afternoon at the local bar near campus when one of the guys we were hanging out with overheard us discussing that we were out of smoke.

"You're out of weed, huh? That sucks." Trent said with a smirk.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious." I said, taking a drink and smiling at him. I noticed the look on his face. "I'll bet you know where we can get more, don't you." I said, batting my eyelashes comically at him.

"As a matter of fact, I do. You wanna go for a drive?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows back at me.

"I believe we do." I said as Bailey and I stood up and grabbed our handbags.

"Not so fast, Sweetheart. My guy lives on the other side of town. That's going to use a bunch of gas. What's in it for me?" he asked, grabbing my hand in a playful manner.

I looked at him for a moment and decided he was cute enough to play with. We'd known him and his friend, Jason, for about six months and they'd always been nice and treated us well. I glanced at Bailey and winked.

"Well, if it's good shit, you'll get fucked up with us. If it's great shit, it just might get you fucked." Bailey said with a flirtatious giggle.

"So are we going for a drive, or are Bailey and I leaving?" I asked with a smile.

"Shit, with an offer like that, and the guy we're going to see, if Trent doesn't take you, I will!" Jason exclaimed with a smile as he stood up.

"Dude, shut up! We're going alright! I'd be stupid not to take that deal." Trent exclaimed as he stood up and offered me his arm.

"Sweet!" Bailey exclaimed.

"Shall we?" Jason asked as he offered Bailey his arm as well.

We walked out of the bar, two couples arm-in-arm and side by side. When we got to the parking lot, I got the giggles as a random thought occurred to me. The others looked at me like I'd lost my mind. I looked back at them and stopped walking.

"Oh we're off to..." I started to sing with a wide grin.

They all started laughing at the same time and then joined in.

"To see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz!" we sang as we skipped across the parking lot the rest of the way to the car, just like in the movie.

When we got to Trent's car, I stood stunned for a moment. I'd never seen his car and didn't know that he drove an old Chevy Impala, a really old Impala. It was maroon with rust around the bottom of the doors and wheel wells. It looked like it was about to fall apart. I looked at Trent and he just smiled.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. Looks can be deceiving. If you want your weed, hop in." he said, still smiling as he opened the passenger door.

I had expected to hear creaking and groaning in the hinges but was surprised by the smooth and silent movement of the door.

"Shotgun!" I exclaimed.

Trent laughed and reached down and leaned the passenger seat forward so Bailey and Jason could get in the back seat.

Jason got in first and Bailey followed him. While they were getting comfortable, I sat down in the passenger seat and looked around the interior while Trent went around to his door and got in. As I looked at the dash, I noticed a couple of switches that looked a little out of place. Suddenly I knew what he meant by the deceiving looks comment. I looked at him and smiled again. He knew I'd figured it out. His piece of shit car wasn't such a piece of shit after all.

"Your ride is a sleeper, isn't it?" I asked him.

"Sleeper? Hell yeah! This back seat is big enough that you can fuck in it! It's like having a single bed in your backseat!" Bailey exclaimed from the back seat.

We all looked at her and burst out laughing at the same time. She looked at us like we'd lost our minds.

"Guys, it was funny but it wasn't THAT funny." Bailey said, which caused another round of laughter.

"Oh Honey, I do love you sometimes. What I meant was that the car looks like crap but under the hood it's a hot rod." I explained.

"What does that have to do with sleeping?" Bailey asked. Again we all burst out laughing.

"Nothing at all, Bailey. I'm sure Trent will give us a demonstration on the way there, won't ya?" I said, changing the subject.

"Oh that is a given, my dear, that is a given." Trent said with a smile as he started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

Trent was right about the demonstration. We didn't make it six blocks past campus before we had a guy sitting next to us at a red light, revving the engine of his Mustang. Trent looked at me and grinned.

"Your call, Joanie. Do I dust him or do I play with him?" he asked.

"Oh, play with him for a bit." I said, smiling.

"Hang on, kids." Trent said, then looked at the other guy and nodded.

The guy just smiled and revved his engine again. Trent looked up at the light and when the red light disappeared, he hit the gas and the car took off. We were across the intersection before the Mustang even moved.

"Oops. It looks like someone was asleep at the light." Jason said from the back seat.

By the time we were coming to the next red light, the guy had caught up to us and we were sitting side by side at the light. I looked around and was glad it was a Sunday afternoon and that there was very little traffic on the road. The guy revved his engine again, looking

pissed off this time. Trent just smiled and nodded yes before looking at the light again.

While they waited for the light to change, Trent reached over and flipped a switch on his dash from the Left position to the Right position. The effect on the engine was startling. It went from a quiet smooth idle to a very tinny sounding, very rough idle that rocked the car visibly. Trent revved the engine the same way the other guy had done at the first red light. Trent's entire car rocked with every chest pounding rev of the engine.

The other guy's eyes opened wide and his face got red. He pounded the steering wheel in anger and then looked forward in time to see the cross traffic light turn yellow.

Trent revved the engine one last time and then the red light disappeared. The other guy was much quicker the second time but it didn't take Trent long to catch up to and then go past him. He let off the gas a slight bit, allowing the guy to come even with him.

I looked forward at the traffic light coming up and saw it turn yellow. I looked over at Trent and from the look on his face I knew he was going to go for it. I put my head back against the headrest and he pushed the gas pedal to the floor. The car roared and shot forward, leaving the Mustang behind. We had enough of a lead that we passed under the light just as it turned red but the Mustang was forced to stop. We kept going and never did see that guy again. At the next light, we stopped and Trent flipped the switch back to the daily position. Again, I was amazed at the change in the vehicle, going from racing roar to family car quiet.

Less than half an hour later we were sitting at a plain house in the middle of a typical suburban neighborhood. Trent got out of the car.

"Come on in. He doesn't like people to stay in their cars. He says it raises too many questions." he said.

We walked right up to the door and knocked without looking around. A moment later, the largest man I had ever seen opened the door and gave Trent a very scary look.

"What!?" he asked with a very deep voice, eyeing all of us in turn.

"What the fuck do you think? Get outta my way!" Trent said rudely and started to step forward.

The large man just looked at him and didn't move. Trent literally bounced off of him.

"Dude! I already told you, I didn't know she was married!" Trent exclaimed. "Listen man, I'm sorry, alright? Besides, you were being an asshole and you deserved that nut shot." Trent said.

The large man just glowered at Trent for a moment, and then suddenly softened up tremendously.

"Ah, yeah, you're right. I guess I did." he said and then smiled brightly. "Get in here, asshole!" he exclaimed with a laugh and pulled Trent through the door.

They laughed and shook hands. I looked at Bailey and she shrugged her shoulders and then we both looked at Jason. He mouthed something but I couldn't tell what it was. We followed Trent and the man through the house to a back room. It was then that Trent formally introduced the man to us.

"Joanie, Bailey, this is my brother Carl." he said with a smile.

"Hello there, girls. It's nice to meet you, Joanie, Bailey." Carl said as he took each of our hands and kissed each wrist as he said our names.

"Hello to you too!" Bailey exclaimed with a blushing smile.

"I'm going to assume since you brought them here, knowing what would happen if you shouldn't have, they're cool?" Carl said to Trent with a serious look on his face.

"As cool as hard, cold, sexy-as-hell, cash, Bro." Trent said with a smile.

"Well then, let us adjourn to the basement." Carl said in a grandiose manner as he opened the basement door. He led us down carpeted stairs into a finished basement that could be a full blown apartment. It had a kitchen, three bedrooms, a full bathroom, general living area and a very large tapestry hanging on the wall.

Carl walked over to the tapestry and pulled it aside, revealing what looked like a heavy door with a keypad next to it, leading to another room. Carl punched in a code on the keypad. We heard a fan start from somewhere and then a click inside the door. Carl opened the door and ushered us inside a small room and closed the door behind us. He waited a few moments and then he opened another door and ushered us into that room, again closing the door behind us. This room was pitch-black but I didn't need my eyes to know where we were. When he turned on the light, I was stunned at what I saw.

"Holy fuckin weed farm!" Bailey exclaimed.

We all laughed at Bailey's outburst.

"Eh, more of a garden than a farm." Carl said with a chuckle.

"Now I understand the whole two doors into the room thing. It's a negative pressure air chamber, right?" I asked.

Carl raised his eyebrows at me and then nodded in the affirmative. "Very good. It keeps the scent inside this room, which doubles as a tornado and bomb shelter incidentally."

"My brother, here, is a savant when it comes to growing and cross-breeding weed. This shit will fuck you up six ways to Sunday and then spit you out into a brand new world." Trent said with a smile.

"Enough with the propaganda, Trent. Carl, I'd like to do some business but I'm sure you understand that I won't give money for untested goods." I said with a grin.

"Everybody wants to try before they buy." Carl said with a laugh. "Ok, here's how this is going to work then. There is no such thing as a free trial here. For you girls, since you're friends of my brother's, a sample smoke will cost $10. It will come from the very same product you will likely be purchasing in a short while. If you like what you feel, we'll do the deal. If not, you got high for $10. Does that work for you?" Carl asked.

I took a ten out of my wallet and handed it to him. "Roll us a sample, Carl." I said, smiling.

"Pick a bag." he said, pointing at a pile of baggies on the counter.

"Bailey, it's your choice." I said, nodding toward the counter.

Bailey looked at the baggies and picked one out of the middle of the stack. "This one." she said brightly.

Carl smiled as he took the baggy and opened it. The smell alone was enough to make both my mouth and my pussy wet. Pot had always made me horny as hell. Some people got hungry for food, I got ravenous for sex. As he rolled a fat joint on the counter, I started to giggle.

"I know. It smells positively yummy." Bailey said with a grin.

"Yeah, but that wasn't what I was giggling about." I said, wiggling my eyebrows at her.

"Ah yes, that. Well Trent, you are in for one exciting afternoon, my friend. Don't worry Jason, I won't leave you out." Bailey purred.

"What are you talking about?" Carl asked.

"Some people get hungry on weed. It makes Joanie and me horny as hell. I can tell by the look of Joanie's nipples that Trent is gonna get raped in a few minutes." Bailey explained with a giggle.

I looked down and sure enough, my nipples were so hard they were trying to push through my top. I suddenly wondered if it was a good idea to go commando today. I was glad I had chosen dark jeans. If I'd have been wearing shorts, everyone in the room would have been smelling pussy along with the pot. I just looked at Trent, who was a bit red-faced, and asked, "What do you think, Stud? Are you up for a go-around with me?"

He swallowed and looked at Carl and said, "Light it!"

We laughed at the excitement on his face. We had been flirtatious with each other since we'd met but neither of us had ever made a move. That would change soon.

Carl lit the smoke and took a small hit before passing it to Bailey. She smiled as she took the joint from Carl and brought it to her lips and pulled deep. Holding her breath, she handed the joint to me and then took Jason's face in her hands and kissed him passionately, forcing her smoke into his lungs. I took a deep hit and did the same thing to Trent.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. I ground my pelvis against his as we kissed. When we parted, I took another hit and held it for my own as I passed the joint to Trent. We continued to take turns on it until it was gone. By then, my tits and my pussy were all screaming for attention and I was feeling crazy good.

I looked at Bailey, licked my lips and smiled. She smiled back before continuing to make out with Jason.

"Well, while you test the goods, I'm afraid I need you to step out of the garden until you make your decision." Carl said as he led us out into the basement apartment. "Trent, Stacy will need to know if you guys are staying for supper so let me know one way or the other soon. Until then, you crazy kids, down here mi casa es su casa." Carl said and then he departed back up the stairs and closed the door at the top.

"So, Trent, which room are you guys gonna use?" Bailey asked.

"We will take the room on the left. They are nearly identical. The original designer of this place didn't have much imagination for decorating." Trent answered with a smile as he took my hand and led me to our room.

When he closed the door, I gave him about half a second before I shoved him down on the bed. I didn't even look around the room, I just went to taking off his clothes and once I had him naked, I took mine off in what seemed like record time. I climbed onto the bed and lay down next to him, luxuriating in the feel of his skin on mine. I proceeded to suck on his neck and ears and play with his cock. I couldn't remember a cock feeling so good in my hand and I couldn't wait to taste him.

Soon, he had a magnificently hard cock and I quickly kissed and nibbled my way down his body until I had his cock between my lips. I gently sucked and nibbled on the head. I was in the process of taking his full length into my mouth and throat when I felt his fingers wrapping themselves in my hair. I could not believe how good even that felt. I moaned around his cock as I fondled his balls, making his cock throb a bit. After a few seconds of a glorious scalp massage while I sucked on the sweetest cock I'd ever had in my mouth, I had an epiphany...if it felt

that good with his fingers in my hair, how good would it feel with his fingers...or better yet, his mouth, on my pussy?! "Oh my god I gotta try that!" I thought as I swung my hips around and straddled his face.

He chuckled and then I felt two hands squeezing my asscheeks and spreading them, exposing my asshole and pussy. I screamed around his cock and came the instant he touched my asshole with his finger and slurped his tongue across my clit. My whole body exploded with electricity. I couldn't breathe right because my abs were convulsing as hard as my pussy. In the next moment, I nearly passed out when he stuck a finger inside me and tapped my g-spot. I literally saw stars as he stroked his finger in and out of me while he rapidly flicked my clit with his tongue. It was just too much, or so I thought. I found out how wrong I was when I got the ingenious idea to pull away from his mouth and turned myself around again and straddled his hips.

I bent down and slowly but firmly kissed him and tasted myself on his lips. As I tasted and nibbled on his lips, I slowly slid my hips back and very nearly screamed again because in the very same moment that my very wet and horny pussy touched the tip of his cock, Trent suddenly and firmly thrust his cock deep inside. He thrust his cock so hard into my pussy that he lifted my knees completely off the bed. I moaned into his mouth and the placed my hands on his chest and sat back, firmly pressing his hips back down onto the bed and driving his cock deep inside me again.

I started to slowly move my hips forward and back and I could not believe what I was feeling. I had never been affected by weed to this extreme. I could feel every nerve ending inside my pussy exploding with every touch of his cock. It was like fucking through a continuous orgasm. I gripped his chest as I picked up the pace, deciding to see how much I could take before I passed out. It turned out that the answer was, "Not much more." As I gripped his chest, he returned the favor and took my nipples in his hands and began to squeeze in rhythm with my hips.

When he did that, I did scream, and then I came again. I increased the speed in my hips and was driving his cock hard into my pussy and when he pinched my nipples, I remember screaming, feeling like I peed on him and came all at the same time. One moment I was looking down at his face, wide-eyed and in the midst of a soul shaking orgasm. In the next moment, I had to pull my face out of the pillow next to his head because I was about to pass out from lack of oxygen. I didn't know how long I had been lying on him with my face in the pillow.