Aftermath: A Purge story (closed for Cum_Inside)

Closing his file and stepping a little farther into the room, Harmony shrugged. “And you couldn’t just text me? I think you showed up here with some hot nurse fantasies with thoughts of getting a physical but it isn’t happening,” she commented. Harmony would pass him anyway; he was so fucking fit and it kind of irked her.

“But I like musicals. Cameron hates them and won’t go but I guess I just wonder what your point is here. What are you hoping to accomplish now that the deal is signed Jared? I’m pretty confused,” Harmony admitted.

“If you came here for a quick fuck better get it over with.”

Her tone was defensive but hopeful. She didn’t know why, but her heart was hammering in her chest and thoughts of sex with Jared were enticing this time around. She hadn’t gotten off in ages and Cameron couldn’t be rough enough and she knew that Jared could be that for her. Still, she couldn’t believe she was imagining sex with her rapist.

But he looked hot in casual clothes and their date last time had been wonderful; full of enticing conversation and surprisingly benign. She wondered if it might only get better. Certainly if his personality was tamed he would be a good catch — maybe if he had a masochistic girl to call his own and take all his rage and dark impulses on the daily maybe he’d be bearable.

He was educated, rich and handsome.

She wondered what made him tick.

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt,” she finally said.
 
Jared smiled, putting the two tickets on the nearby counter. "Oh, it can hurt if you want it to." He didn't kiss her, didn't caress her. He smiled grabbed Harmony and shoved her face down on the examination chair. The waist band of all scrubs were elastic so Jared had no problems grabbing them and her panties, yanking them down to mid thigh, fully exposing herself to him.

Jared pressed against her back and started to undo his pants saying, "I want you, Harmony." He pressed his chest to her back and rubbed licked fingers on her slit. "I need you." He shoved forward with just his hips driving deep into her.

"Oh, fuck, you feel so good." He didn't let up with his weight and just used his hips to drive in and out of Harmony. "I know you felt it. That connection. Over dinner." He was thrusting harder now, putting more of his body into it.

"I want you. And I want to fuck you! I love fucking you!" His free hand grabbed a handful of hair and pulled so his lips would brush her cheek as he spoke. "You're so fucking amazing. Feel so fucking good!" He was keeping his tone low, not wanting to alert anyone outside the room to what was going on.

"Just a date. All I want is a real date. No sex." Each pause was met with a hard and deep thrust, "No promises. No obligations. I need you. I just need you. You're so hot. So beautiful. So sexy." He paused in speaking just letting his body talk as he thrust his cock inside, hard and deep.
 
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She should have known that he would take her joke seriously. As Jared shoved her unceremoniously down against the exam chair with her face pressed into the cushion and her ass on display for him, revealing her pink pussy, Harmony lost her breath in excitement at the sudden manhandling. It was something she had never known she’d needed, but the rough treatment was so heady.

It was made all the more naughty as he bent her over and undid his pants enough to free his cock and fucked her in deep hard thrusts with the denim of his jeans scraping over her bum and leaving imprints of the zipper on her flesh. Cameron, even if he could bone her this way, he could never match the words Jared spoke to her in his aroused rumble. Her fingertips gripped the edge of the chair and she did not try and move or struggle away, enjoying the sexual contact despite herself.

Sucking her lower lip between her teeth, Harmony sighed in pleasure and let her eyes slip closed as she had a quickie with a man who was not her husband under the very real chance they could be discovered by her employer.

She could not be bothered.

Although Harmony made no effort to work herself back in him, she did say: “I just need you to fuck me, Goldwing. We can talk about dinner afterwards.”
 
Jared slightly quickened his pace at her words, "Fuck. That's hot." Not letting go of her hair he rose up thrusting harder and deeper. He was holding his breath so he wouldn't be loud and for a moment. He pressed her against the chair for a moment, clearly trying to stop himself but a few second later he started to shoot his load into Harmony.

Finally taking a breath he let go of her hair and leaned on the chair pressing his cuming cock into her further. He couldn't speak, the feeling so raw and primal. It was the hardest he'd ever cum in his life, to his knowledge. "Fuck." He whispered as he let go another pulse of sperm, followed by another.

He stayed buried, even as he stopped exploding, unwilling to pull out right away. Even as his dick softened a bit. "That was amazing." He slipped his lip dick free and started to pull up his pants. "You're amazing." With a sigh he caught his breath.

"Wow. Okay." buckling his belt he said, "Box seats. If you want to go to dinner before we can. Otherwise I'll send a car for you, or you can come out to the estate. Your call."
 
Resting her face against the seat and feeling the warm cream sweeping out of her pussy and onto the surface of her thighs, Harmony considered his offer.

She pushed herself up and began to dab at the mess with some 4x4 gauze she grabbed out of a box on the counter of the treatment room before pulling her clothing back into place and righting herself.


Harmony turned to look at Jared who was clearly quite satiated.

“We don’t need to do dinner. You invited me to a show so it’s your call. I don’t think the estate would be a good idea as your parents might wonder why you’re escorting married women to musicals. You can text me the address and I’ll meet you there if you just give me a time.”

Cameron did not bother to check her phone at all, completely trusting his girlfriend’s feelings for him in combination with her loyalty. She knew that some couples did share everything and they were typically very open but he had just never had the interest to investigate every facet of her life. Cameron generally seemed uncaring of who she went out with as long as she did come home that night but she doubted he’d appreciate male company overstepping with his soon to be wife.

It was the last of her worries, but Harmony saw Jared as the type to monitor his girl’s texts and behaviours. He seemed to appreciate having control in all aspects and Harmony liked submitting herself in the bedroom to remove herself from the assertive charge role she had to take here at work with critically ill patients at times. She would never say it, but Harmony had liked the way he’d exhibited controlling behaviour throughout the depth of their relationship and she had a feeling that Jared would have demands for his woman outside of the bedroom too.

Harmony was infinitely curious.

But first...

She had to get back to work.
 
Jared couldn't stop smiling the way Harmony fell right back into her routine. She ordered him to give her some dick, then was right back to being the professional woman she was. While his cock wasn't ready, deep down he wished he could start fucking her again. He liked that she could take charge. She could be defiant and just state what she wanted.

Ally simply became whatever she thought her lover needed. She was a princess, then a whore, then a victim, then a hard working mom... finally she was Gus' slave. Having had Harmony, he couldn't find a reason to desire Alyson. She was young, a mother, modest breast feeding tits, red hair, a winning smile and a smooth and curvy little frame. Before Harmony, Ally was perfect to Jared. Now she was perfect for someone else and he was 100% okay with that.

"I'll keep the tickets and text you the time and address of the theater. Until then... I guess we both have work to do."

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
A few weeks later, Jared was waiting for Harmony at the base of an escalator. Part of him feared he was going to be stood up, and part of him hoped he would be. He thought about all things he'd do to Harmony for standing him up. He imagined the various ways he'd punish her cunt and focusing on how many times he could cum dump in her.

Then he thought about how he didn't need her to stand him up to do those things. In truth, Jared was feeling he didn't need a reason to fuck Harmony. He just needed to fuck her. To fill her and hopefully impregnate her.

The thought of her having his child made Jared almost vanish to the men's room to jerk off and remove the tension, but his desire to see his date was stronger. He'd wait seven more minutes and then he'd go jack-off before the musical started.
 
Harmony looked around the massive amphitheatre milling with people as she struggled to find her date.

She was running a little behind after having to stop and change in a rest-stop bathroom where she sat in the car and did her makeup for the night out. This time she had no excuse and no friends to cover for her if she needed them to; everyone was busy tonight and they’d begin to ask questions she wasn’t ready to answer. That delay ontop of busy downtown traffic had meant she hadn’t arrived when she planned to.

She needn’t have worried - as the crowd broke momentarily, Harmony caught sight of Jared standing with his hands in his pockets by the escalators. He was dressed in an impeccably tailored gray suit and she had to admit that she almost lost her breath at the sight of him. Almost.

Nimbly striding across the floor to him with her purse clutched against her hip, Harmony smirked the moment he locked eyes on her approach. She knew she looked good - her primary outfit may be scrubs but fundamentally she was a woman who desired to dress well and present herself in the best light possible.

“Evening Jared. You look smashing tonight. Are you ready to go in or do you plan on staring at me for another ten minutes?” She teased, rolling her eyes in a clear dramatic fashion. It highlighted her smoky eye makeup when she did so.

Despite knowing the things he could do to make her submit, Harmony felt surprisingly comfortable joking with Jared - she didn’t see him lashing out at what one might term as disrespect - in fact, he seemed to enjoy her mischievous banter and allowed it. It was difficult to say, however. Jared was still very much unpredictable.
 
"I think I'm just going to stare." Jared said with a smile. Turning he offered his arm and gestured, "Would you like a drink before the show? Wine. Something stronger?" Jared walked them to the circular island of a bar and got himself a white wine and anything Harmony wanted.

"You look fantastic." He gave her outfit another long and appreciative look. He smiled, "How was your day at work?"

Hearing about Harmony's day he continued to explain his and a tricky company he was having to deal with. He was frustrated but knowing he was going to a show with Harmony kept him centered most of the day.

As the fist act ended, the Phantom knowing that Christine was choosing Raoul he vows that she will curse the day she didn't do his bidding. As the lights came back up, Jared offered her his hand realizing that many parallels in the story could be made even now. Life imitating art?

"How are you doing?" He asked, trying to get a feel for her mood. He was ready to leave knowing how it ended but not sure if he was ready to see the end, or rather not ready to admit it all ended through the actions and choices of the characters.

He did his best to hide his dark mood, not ready to offer what was going on in his head.
 
With her hand still curled around his arm, Harmony sipped at her whiskey sour. It still took her by surprise when Jared was able to manage a polite but open conversation with her completely at odds with how they had met. She had to say that she actually enjoyed it (though she would never admit that to him).

This man had troubles just like everyone else. He had stressors. He was actually relatable and not completely out of reach like she had initially assumed someone of his stature might be.

Harmony herself had her own difficult day at work but sitting here listening to him she decided to leave that behind and not make this night about her - she desired to make him feel like he could unwind and just enjoy the moment.

Something made her slide her hand down his arm and curl her fingers in his.

“I’m fine, Jared,” she hoped the use of his name alerted him to her comfort level; usually she just called him Goldwing (or a few other choice names). “Thank you for inviting me out tonight. I’m enjoying the evening. How about you? You seem stressed.”
 
Jared stopped moving for a moment, eyes fixed on Harmony for a long while. There was a moment when anything could have happened. She was both safe and in danger at the same time, but Jared smiled and looked away, "I'm afraid you can already read me too well. Truth is I'm a little distracted by you. I can't seem to stop thinking about you, so much that I'm hardly paying attention."

He moved behind her to rub her shoulders with strong hands that were almost forged from iron. He seemed to know where to touch to find the most tension and just press to release it. While not a doctor his Easter Disciplines did come with understanding of pressure points and muscle aches. "You're tense." He said with a low rumble in his chest, one that Harmony could almost feel against her back. "Does you man ever do this for you?" He said, continuing the massage.

As the lights flickered the indicate intermission was over he whispered in her ear, "If you want to go back, we can. Otherwise, we're 30 feet from a place no one will find us."
 
Harmony hesitated.

If she said yes now it would be a different story than all their other sexual encounters thus far - it would be Harmony agreeing to have sex with him with no other factors contributing to her service. The other day in the treatment room Jared had clearly shown up with plans to get his dick wet. Now, this was supposed to be an innocent date with no sexual contact involved.

He had offered but it was up to her to determine one way or the other - and his hands... They felt wonderful in her shoulders. She knew what they felt like on other areas of her body, too. She was so tempted. Cameron never went out of his way to massage the stress from her muscles after a difficult day at work. Jared was hitting all the right spots...

She turned in his arms to face him and curled her hands around his waist, leaning up to brush their noses together.

“Cam doesn’t... he doesn’t...”

Harmony didn’t even know what she was trying to say. The only thing she knew for sure?

“I don’t want to talk about him,” she mouthed quietly as she stretched up on her tiptoes to press her mouth against her date’s.
 
Jared pressed back into the kiss, his hunger for her lips a barely contained fire. It was, in fact, the first time they had ever kissed. Barely quivering hands found her hips as he moved closer, chest to chest guarded by layer upon layer of clothing.

The lights, once again, dimmed and brightened as the last few people vanished to take their seats. Jared pulled away and took Harmony's hand whisking her away and down stairs that lead to the lower, smaller, theater pausing to press her to the side of the stairwell and kiss her hard and deep.

His heart was almost audible and his skin was hot as he broke the kiss and tugged Harmony through the 'Crew Only' door. Lips still on her's closing and locking the door as he pressed her to the doors kissing with burning desire.

"Fuck." he stopped and pressed his forehead to her own. "I want to taste you."
 
The second his lips touched hers he practically devoured her. That was okay because she was into it; curling her fingers into the wispy hairs at the back of his neck, Harmony tugged him closer until there was no space between them. They were unconcerned about the disgruntled stares they received as people milled past them to return to their seats. They kissed wetly and ravenously, as though they might never get the chance again but his mouth was skilled and efficient, not clumsy in the least as his tongue claimed hers.

It was dark back here but quiet. Harmony had no complaints as Jared’s lips began to trail down her jaw and throat, but she was brought back to reality when he expressed his desire for her. She had a decision to make - did she let him have her, here, complicit to his need for her? Or did she try and rebut him?

She was eager for a man’s mouth to taste her nethers; Cameron himself felt the deed too dirty but never hesitated to push her head below the sheets for an early morning blowjob, leaving her entirely unsatisfied and feeling debased. Now, a man was actually volunteering? It seemed absurd to her after all her years of going without though she knew some men loved giving oral just as much as they like receiving.

It didn’t take her long to decide.

Her words were absolutely filthy. She’d been curbing herself with Cameron but after the events she’d been through with Jared she knew that he wouldn’t mind (and actually might appreciate) some dirty talk. She didn’t feel as caged around Jared Goldwing.

“If you were so hungry we should have done dinner,” she teased, understanding full well what he meant but playing innocent. “I guess you’ll just have to eat my pussy instead!”
 
Jared grinned wickedly, but with strong legs he sunk to his knees quickly and reached up to grab one leg. Lifting it over his shoulder Jared gathered up the rest of her dress and pulled her panties aside.

He'd seen her naked before. For most of the night when he was raping her, but this was like seeing her sex for the first time. As the lace of her panties moved aside the soft folds inviting and delicious he could see some wetness and smelled her womanly scent.

Leaning in he reached out with his tongue to press against her and savor her pussy for the first time. His cock strained against his pants and he closed his lips around Harmony. He didn't dive in right away, letting his tongue move and probe the outer lips, humming his delight of the feast she was offering him.
 
Fisting her hands in his short hair, Harmony’s head fell back against the door as she let out a soft moan at the first touch of his mouth against her.

He looked so good on his knees but somehow it didn’t suit him - a man like this deserved people kneeling for him, not the other way around. Still, he seemed happy to do it and she relaxed, cunt pressing harder against his lips and cheeks, staining them with shimmering arousal.

“Gods, but a man between my thighs is so wonderful. He won’t do this for me,” she breathed. “You feel so good, Jared.”
 
Jared growled in desire, hearing her words. Hearing his name. He pressed on, dedicated himself to making Harmony cum. He was beyond self control now, and got his pants open and his shaft out stroking it hard just to ease the pain and throbbing of his lust.

He moved her other knee to his other shoulder and slowly, carefully stood up. The ceiling was high, but he didn't want to make Harmony panic. And yet he wanted all her weight on his shoulders and his mouth. It was as if wanted her to have an orgasm with her heads in metaphorical clouds.

Still he had enough strength in his weaponized body to still slide under her blouse and seek out a breast. Feeling until he could find a nipple he pinched, turned and continued to lick and kiss her sex.

More growls of beastial desire rumbled from him as his free hand pressed against the door, feet wide and anchored. There was no way she could fall unless his own muscles failed him, and so far they seemed forged in steel.
 
Wiggling against his face, Harmony rode him slowly as he gorged on her. So high in the air with her feet off the floor the stairs felt high but Harmony enjoyed it regardless. There was something so sexy about doing this with a man who was dangerous and built like a tank and it only emphasized the experience. She liked a man who could manhandle her.

That plus the fact that Jared seemed honestly into eating her out made her all that more excited.

He pinched her nipple maybe a bit hard but it did not detract from the experience. Actually, it only made it better - Harmony hadn’t been able to cum since her rape several months ago and the truth struck her like a slap across the face when the twist of her pink bud sent electricity raving through her nerve endings: she wanted it rough.

“Ughhhh fuck, Jared,” she gasped.
 
He couldn't take anymore and lowered himself back down until she was on the steps. He wiped some of her juices from his face with her skirt and stood up, one hand still holding her panties to the side and the other guiding the head of cock to the entrance of her cunt.

His eyes never left her's, even as the tip found its inside her, he keep looking deep into her eyes. His passion as hot as his shaft. In almost one move he grabbed the back of her thighs and both lifted and spread Harmony so he could drive himself up into her while she dropped down onto him.

He no longer needed the wall and rocked back so he could lift and drop her on his thick dick over and over again. His hips moved very little, letting the laws of physics set the pace and Jared made her rise and fall on him over and over again.

And still, he never stopped making eye contact. He made no moves to kiss her either. Right now it was all about using Harmony's body like a man's sex toy. As his arms and legs started to ache he dared to let out a silent wince of pleasure saying, "You feel so fucking good, baby."
 
His raw strength was amazing but it was more fulfilling to see that small wince because he proved he was only human.

She wasn’t quite sure how she felt about having him move inside her again - she had told herself that oral was fine but anything more might be a little too much like cheating (yeah, it was ALL cheating, but something about this made her feel like she was hanging off the edge of the cliff trying not to fall).

She couldn’t deny that the sex was good. She could echo his feelings even if that meant she was an adulterous whore. She couldn’t say that she regretted it actually. It might have something to do with that fact that he did treat her like a toy during their sex but also like a lady outside the bedroom. It was a dynamic she had been missing for a while.
 
Jared was torn between wanting to blow his load into Harmony's unprotected womb with the idea she could get pregnant and have his child and wanting to hold back and prolong the joy of feeling her wrapped around his shaft. As his arms tired from holding her, he knew he either had to cum or they had to go somewhere else.

Convinced he pulled her off him and stepped back letting her dress fall into place. He made no effort to put away his manhood as he took her hand and lead her to the bottom of the stairs and to a side door that said 'staff only'. That didn't seem to stop him from going into the dark backstage dressing area for the smaller, and currently unused, stage.
 
Harmony was a bit surprised at him letting her down and pausing the festivities. She was not surprised he didn’t even bother to tuck his cock away, which told her he wasn’t done with her yet, but she was uncertain what he was trying to accomplish. After they got to the smaller backstage area, she began to tug against against his grip to get him to stop.

“Jared, what are we doing? Where are we going?”
 
"We're going where we won't be disturbed." He closed the door and turned to press Harmony against it. Pulling up a knee he pushed her dress out of the way and then moved her panties again. It was easy for him to shove his cock into her, pressing her to the door.

He wasted no time in pounding his hips against her pelvis. "Oh, fuck. You feel so good!" He kissed her hard while hammering away at her body with his thick manhood. The hand not holding her knee pulled at his tie and top of his shirt to get some air to his burning skin.
 
Her hands delved for t her waist and of his pants to find where his shirt was still tucked in to pull it out of sorts and slide her hands up his muscular chest as she worked to bounce herself between him and the wall. He was correct in that he felt so good; was there some kind of unwritten rule that any extramarital sex always felt better than the regular nights home with her husband in bed? Or was it just because Jared knew what he was doing compared to Cameron? That certainly felt like it, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that her taboo cheating made her hot.

Leaning in to press her lips against his wetly and kiss him passionately, Harmony smiled against his mouth.

It felt daring and exciting.

She was loving this feeling.

Shifting just a bit, Jared’s cock hit that special place inside her and she cried out, nails clenching into the rock solid flesh of his abdomen.

“Holy shit, right there!” She exclaimed.
 
The moment she said those words, Jared locked his angle of thrust and the tempo he was using. Part of him tried to memorize the position, the angle, the feel. Anything he could use to replicate this or at least find this pleasure spot again.

The tight repetitive motions were working his muscles more than any trip to the gym. But more than giving Harmony pleasure he also wanted to make her cum, hopefully the same time he did. He knew thinking about it was going to edge him closer so he stopped kissing Harmony and met her eyes. "I feel you cum on my cock." One hand going to a nipple and twisting gently.

He, again, focused on everything about Harmony. Her sounds, her facial expressions, her subtle movements. All this in an effort to make her cum while he tried to keep himself from going over the edge.
 
One hand resting against his flexing abdominals and the other now clenched in his hair, Harmony tossed her head back against the door and enjoyed the ride as he continued to lever her up and down against his body. She felt herself reaching ever closer for her own climax and locked her knees around his hips, bearing down and squeezing her tight pussy around him. Harmony wanted to cum but she also wanted that for Jared.

Once he hit the right spot it took no time at all before she was a quivering mess against him, ready to cum.

Her voice was breathy when she whispered her need to him. “Make me cum Jared, please. Want to cum together.”
 
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