Maria and Randolph Reardon had been outside for quite some time when Vern excused himself and went looking discreetly for his date and his prospective client. Outside, he proceeded along the wide walkway, searching. It-had grown quite dark, despite the row of overhead amber lights.
Vern could not sight Randolph and Maria anywhere. He quickened his step and reached the pro shop, and then rounded the corner. Still there was no one in view. Squinting, frowning, he stood staring out at the golf course, puzzled. Where could they have gone, he thought. Certainly not in the men's bar or men's locker room. He wanted Maria to be persuasive, but it seemed she had gone too far. A short walk was one thing, but a twenty-minute disappearance was something else again! Where in hell had Maria taken Randolph Reardon?
And then, maybe twenty yards in the distance, behind a group of closely grouped trees, Vern sighted what he was certain was a bit of white material. Maria's gown? Good God! She wouldn't dare be so brazen. He stepped onto the damp grass and quietly approached the spot.
Very quietly, he reached the trees and stood behind the largest. To his amazement, in full view (but fortunately not in view of the guests inside the dining room) were Maria and Reardon. Maria sat on the grass, her gown hiked up about her waist and her back against one of the tree trunks. Her legs were spread wide and, between her smooth legs, was Reardon's bobbing head.
"Oh, Jesus!" Maria was uttering through clenched teeth. "Oh, nobody-but nobody-has ever made m-me feel like t-this. Ohhhhh, Randy! Your tongue is-is driving me out of my m-mind!"
Vern could actually hear the slurping sounds of saliva and Randolph Reardon's grunts as he gorged himself on Maria's tasty, young cunt. Maria held his head lightly in her palms, guiding him and shoving her pelvis at his gulping mouth in grinding and steady movements. He had to laugh at her calling him "Randy."
Vern was tempted to stop them before one of his guests discovered what he had discovered. But of course he could not. His position was agonizing. He had to stop them, but he could not stop them! He would have to let their session run its course and pray they were not discovered.
Suddenly Maria forced Randolph to cease his gobbling at her pussy. She raised his head, planted a huge kiss on his cunt-wet face and told him she wanted to finish him with her mouth.
"I-I don't want to come," she stammered. "It's so delicious feeling, and-and I'm tempted, but n-not here. We'll have to meet sometime when we have more time. B-but let me f-finish you, darling!"
Good girl, Vern thought. In a way, he wished Maria hadn't moved so quickly and taken such a risk, but if she got him alone, Vern reasoned, she would be in a better position to influence his decision regarding the alliance of his company with Shipley Research more effectively. She had told him to leave the tactics to her, so he would do so.
And, Jesus, was she ever getting tactical!
"Oh, Randy, you're so hard and-and long. I-I can hardly wait to get that big, beautiful thing in my mouth! I-I've never done anything so openly before. Oh, my…you've got me saying things I've never dared utter before, too," she lied.
"Randy" was obviously eating up everything Maria said. He actually believed her! He then rested his own back against the tree trunk and, staring down with his mouth open, watched Maria begin showering the bulbous, dribbling head of his immense hard-on with noisy kisses.
"Oh, those big balls!" Maria gasped. "They're so furry and beautiful." She began massaging Randolph's testicles and letting her tongue-tip flick against and around Randolph's pulsing flesh stalk.
Randolph let out a long moan and stared enraptured as beautiful Maria began giving him the blow job of a lifetime. "You're so beautiful to be doing this," he sighed.
"Beautiful women are human, too," Maria replied, ceasing her laving efforts long enough to remove a hair from her chin. "Especially when a man has an organ as beautiful and manly as yours!"
"Oh, yeah," Randolph groaned. "Do it, baby. Suck my rod."
Maria's head began bobbing faster-frantically, crazily, as she mewed and squealed to coax forth Randolph's load.
"It's coming, baby," Randolph said. 'It's gonna come. I-I better pull it out of-of your mouth."
Maria answered by attacking his prick with even greater fervor.
'You mean, you'll l-let me come in your mouth? You'll let me shoot off in your m-mouth. Ohhhh, Jesus!" His head rolled.
"Ummm-hmmm," Maria replied, repeating her answer over and over again as she nursed and gobbled on the engorged shaft that slid in and out of her beautiful lips.
Randolph's grunts and panting became hysterical then. He clutched at Maria's raven-black hair and drove into her craving oral cavity with a fury. "A beautiful woman like you," he said. "A beautiful woman like you g-gonna-gonna swallow my load. H-Here it comes…here it comes!"
Maria let no drop of Randolph's load escape her mouth. He screamed in subdued bursts, spasming and shuddering as Maria's throat constricted-gulping, drinking, gobbling, gurgling with joy. For just an instant, Vern felt the beginning of jealousy, but then he told himself Maria was doing this for him.
When it was over, Vern discreetly retreated to the walk and hovered in the shadows until the two of them returned to the walkway. He appeared then suddenly, glad that they both had somehow managed to make themselves look presentable.
"Ah, so there you two are," he said, feigning surprise. "Out enjoying the air, eh?"
"Uh, yes," Randolph Reardon said, embarrassed. "Did anyone miss us?"
"Oh, no," Vern said reassuringly, winking slyly at Maria, who winked back at him. "We were all joking about you two inside, but everyone trusts my fianc'e with you."
"Good, good," Randolph said, forcing a smile, obviously relieved. "Yes, Miss Reese and myself were simply out enjoying the night air. A beautiful evening, isn't it?"
"Yes, it certainly is," Vern said innocently, and then he hurried on ahead so that Maria could make whatever pitch she had in mind in privacy.
Vern waited inside the door until Maria and Randolph arrived, and then the three of them returned to the group table. "I caught these two outside all by themselves," he said, laughing. "For a minute I was worried, but they were only admiring the golf course."
Everyone laughed good-naturedly, and Vern was astounded that such a group of naive and unsuspecting men could head up such large and important companies. Captains of Industry, he thought. God, what is this country coming to?
And that's the way it went for the rest of the evening. One by one, Maria managed to disappear with each of the males at the party, and each time everybody in the group made a joke of the "innocent strolls" to admire the golf course. After the strolls, there were very satisfied-looking looks on the faces of the men. Vern could not understand why the men were not jealous of each other. But they were not, so Vern was not going to worry about it. Hell, the wives even kidded Vern about his fianc'e's playing around-"flirting," they said.
If they only knew the half of it!
Afterwards, he drove Maria back to her car parked near his office, and Maria told him she had arranged to meet all three of the men secretly-unbeknownst to their wives, of course.
"You're amazing," Vern said. "I mean, I expected favorable results, but this is incredible!"
I told you to leave the 'tactics' to me," she said, running her fingers through his hair. "Are you pleased? Have you any doubts that I can influence those gentlemen to decide things in your favor?"
"Yes, I'm pleased, though somewhat jealous. And, no, I don't doubt that you can influence any man to do anything."
"Good," Maria said. "Now let's go somewhere where I can do what I've been doing all evening-only for real. Besides, I like to come once in a while myself, you know."