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Ch. 4: Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

Written by Kristen 

When Hal finely got around to asking what she was doing for the company in her new job, Eva took a page from Mavis.

"I’m working in public relations," she answered. She was nearly dressed, and not in the attire that Mavis had sent home with her. Eva planned on being at the hotel in time to change. She wasn’t entirely sure that the dress was even legal for street wear. It barley covered her butt cheeks. She had the skimpy dress in her briefcase.

"You are sure having to work odd hours," Hal Miller commented. "Seems strange to me."

"This is the type work that’s best done in the evening. Engaging the clients in a social atmosphere. More deals are made over dinner then in the conference room." Eva had no idea if that was true or not. It seemed to her that she had heard that more deals were made on the golf course than in the boardroom. Either way it sounded good to her.

"Well, the money’s good, anyway" Hal said. "What time will you be home?"

"Don’t wait up," Eva said checking her makeup. "Mister Newton said these things go on later. In fact if it too late, I’ll stay in the city tonight."

"Make them pay for the room if you stay," Hal said. "We don’t want it to come out of your pay."

The callousness of his comment caused her to bite her lip to keep from jumping down his throat. It was his gross stupidity that got them in the mess, not her. She managed to gain control of her tongue.

"I’m sure they will," she said giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Good night, Hal."


The hotel staff had stocked the bar and Eva grabbed a quick drink before the guests arrived. She drank several, and soon she didn’t feel so conspicuous in the short dress. After the third drink she stopped tugging at the hem.

At ten minutes after seven o’clock, Jason Newton called from the lobby to tell her they were on the way up to the room. Eva felt her heart rate speed up. She considered another drink, but wasn’t sure she would be able to function if she did. When the door opened her mouth was so dry she couldn’t form words.

"Eva, this is Donald Griffin. Mister Griffin is the CEO of The Griffin Group." Griffin stepped forward and took her dainty hand into his massive paw. Donald Griffin was well over six feet six, and almost as wide. His head was shaved, and he was the blackest man she had ever saw.

"Please to meet you Eva," Griffin said in a surprisingly soft voice for such a large man. She managed a smile.

"This gentleman is Wiley Stevens." Jason said, introducing an equally large man, though not as dark as Griffin. "Mister Stevens is the President of the Griffin Group. Between them they control eighty two percent of the stock in their company. What would you like Eva to get you to drink, Gentlemen?"

"Bourbon neat," Griffin said not taking his dark eyes off of Eva.

"Same, but on the rocks," Stevens said "Might as well make it a double."

Eva breathed a sigh of relief. She could make those drinks without any trouble.

"What would you like, Mister Newton?" she asked, surprised that she had a voice.

"I’ll have some bourbon on the rocks also," he said smiling at her. "And you know better than to call me mister. First names are fine here in this room." Eva nodded and went to the bar. She knew that all three men were watching her. She made a conscious effort not to attempt to pull the dress down. She figured that even if she should be successful, her boobs would pop out of the top.

"Nice outfit," she heard Griffin said as she walked away.

"Yeah, that’s nice," Stevens agreed.

"Ass ain’t bad either," Jason added, and they all laughed. The three men sat down at a round table in the front room. They took off their jackets, loosened the ties, and got down to business.

Over the next hour, Eva hovered close enough to see if they needed their glasses refilled, which she did several times. From what she could gather from their haggling, Jason Newton wanted them to sign an exclusive contract with his company. The Griffin Group wanted an nonexclusive deal. Jason cited a lot of figures to prove his point, but none of the numbers seemed to impress the other two men.

Eva brought fresh drinks and sit them down in front of the men. As she started to leave, Jason put his arm out and detained her. He pulled her over and sat her down on his lap while continuing to spout facts and figures. The other two black men watched him as if they thought he was going to do something magical. In a sense he did. With one hand he undid the two top buttons of her dress. He stopped talking long enough to take a sip of his drink and put the glass to Eva’s lips. She had to sip, or have it spill on her. Jason started talking again about how his company could do a better job for Griffin, but only if they had an exclusive contract.

"I hear where you’re coming from, man," Wiley Stevens said. He was speaking to Jason but his eyes never left Eva’s chest and her almost exposed breasts. "We can’t justify the additional cost to our stockholders."

Jason nodded and handed Eva the glass of whiskey. She took another sip, feeling the liquor burn as it went down her throat. Jason undid the last button, and slid his hand inside her dress. Eva gasped when Jason’s fingers found her nipple. He stroked her breast and played with her nipple while continuing to discuss business.

"Man if you going to play with that gals tits, let us see what you’re doing," Donald Griffin said softly.

Jason stopped fondling her long enough to pull the dress from her shoulders, exposing both white plump breasts. Both men locked their eyes on her breasts.

"What kind of host am I?" Jason said. "Eva, go sit on Donald’s lap. Get rid of that dress while you do."

"Now you’re talkin’" Griffin said with a huge smile. "Come on over here Honey."

Eva felt like her feet were imbedded in sticky glue as she made her way to where the big man sat. She let the tiny dress fall to the floor as she went. When she sat down on Donald Griffin’s lap she was dressed in only her heels, a gold necklace, and a sickly smile. She wanted to run screaming from the room.

Donald Griffin nuzzled her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples. Eva felt a slight shudder run through her. Griffin pushed her legs apart and caressed her clitoris as he played with her breasts. Soon he had a large finger in her. With his fingers and mouth, he brought her to an orgasm.

"Man, this is one hot chick," Griffin said with a laugh. "Her cunt is quivering like crazy."

"I know you’re the CEO," Wiley Stevens said. "But do you intend on hoggin’ her?"

"No, my brother," Griffins said. "Here you play with her a while." He lifted Eva off his lap and nudged her toward his business partner. "We share, don’t we?"

Eva settled onto Wiley Stevens lap with less reluctance then with Griffin. She could feel the sexual excitement building up within her.

"Man these are some fine titties," Stevens said biting down on her nipple. When she leaned forward2 to ease his bite, her legs opened and Stevens shoved his middle finger deep in her. He wiggled and thrust it in and out a few moments, and brought Eva to a racking orgasm. Wiley laughed. "Man she is hot. It don’t take her no time to come."

"She’s a good fuck, too," Jason offered. "I ought to know."

"You like black cock, sugar?" Wiley said in her ear. Eva nodded because she didn’t know what else to do. "You want some black cock in your cunt?" She nodded again. Wiley added another finger to her moist opening and she came again, this time with a loud moan.

"I’m thinking that our business discussion is over for the night," Donald Griffin said to Jason. "I know you want to tell your people something in the morning. Leave the contracts here and you run on along. We’ll discuss it with Little Eva."

"You want me to leave?" Jason asked. Watching as Wiley Stevens carried Eva to the bedroom.

"Yeah, I do," Donald Griffin said. "I don’t think me and Wiley need you for anything else. Maybe you’ll have a pleasant surprise in the morning. Little Eva will get her surprise tonight."

"Yeah, sure," Jason said. "I want to remind you that she’s really just a housewife and not…"

"Got it, Jason," Griffin interrupted. "We’ll take it easy on her. Now get the fuck out of here so we can get busy."

After Jason left, Griffin went to the bedroom. His friend and partner was eating Eva’s pussy like there was going to be no tomorrow. Eva was tossing her head and making whimpering sounds. Griffin chuckled as he got out of his clothes. This little girl was in for a fucking.


Eva woke up with a start. For a moment she didn’t know where she was. It came back to her in a flood of memories. She was in suite fifteen-sixteen of the Brighton Hotel. She had been ravaged over and over again by two black men. Fucked was the only word that came to her mind, because there was no love involved in any of the acts.

Eva lay still, thinking of the night. Both men had large dicks. Larger than any she had ever seen. Wiley Stevens was the smaller of the two, but even he was over seven inches long and thick. Donald Griffin was longer by an inch or so, but not quite as big around. Neither seemed to ever get completely soft. Even through the whiskey induced haze she could remember most of the details of the nights activity.

She remember Wiley Stevens performing oral sex on her. He licked and sucked on her until she came several times. Then while she was being attended to by Wiley, Donald Griffins got up on the bed and presented his cock for her to suck. She hesitated only momentarily before taking the huge cock in her mouth. The time for hesitation had long passed.

Wiley Stevens was the first to fuck her. While Donald Griffin held her legs open, and Eva sucking Griffin’s cock, Stevens put the tip of his cock in her pussy and shoved it in her with one deep thrust. She came with flashing lights going off in her head. She tried to yell, but her voice was muffled by Griffin’s black pole in her mouth.

From then on it was one continuous fuck fest, and one continuous orgasm for the small white woman. They took her one at a time for a while. They swapped her back and forth between them for a long time. Donald Griffin was the first of them to take her ass. His large cock hurt at first, but he was gentle, and soon she adjusted and begun to enjoyed it.

It was later that they doubled teamed her. Donald lay on his back and Eva, facing away from him, mounted his cock, taking it in her butt. Wiley waited until Griffin’s cock was seated in her, and he got on and fucked her pussy. During the first double penetration she had an orgasm so strong she blacked out for a few moments.

As she recalled the events, her hand went down and she stroked her tender and swollen pussy. She brought herself to a small, but satisfying orgasm.

"Son of a bitch," she heard Jason’s voice shout from the other room. "They signed it!"

Eva swung her legs off the bed, She realized she was crusted with dried sperm and some of her muscles were sore. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed when Jason came into the bedroom.

"They signed," he said again. "They actually signed the fucking contract. Son of a bitch, you look like hell."

"I feel like hell," Eva groaned. "I need a shower."

"I’ll say you do," Jason said grinning as he looked at her nude body. Her breasts were covered with love bites and there was dried come on almost every inch of her body, even her hair was matted with come. "You want me to help wash you?"

"Not this morning, Jason," she said stumbling to the bathroom. "Not today at all. I’ve had it for a while."

"I can’t believe they signed," Jason said to her back. "You did good, Eva. Hell of a bonus for you."

"Whatever," she said closing the door on him.
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