The Fall

CHAPTER THIRTY: MENAGE-A-TROIS JET'S eyes twinkled with intent as she chatted to Commissioner Mike Ferris over the dinner table. She'd laid on a lavish spread for her guest - calling in the finest catering company in the city for the food and service. Robin had also been despatched on his crimefighting duties with strict instructions not to return before mid-morning. Ferris had become even more conceited and full of himself since his promotion - a chacateristic she found both amusing and infuriating at the same time. But despite that she was enjoying toying with her latest plaything - and he needed to be kept sweet to ensure his co-operation in Batman's final degradation. "That was delicious," said Ferris dabbing his mouth with his napkin. "Only the very best for my Commissioner," smiled back Jet. She took a drink of her wine and added: "I hope you're not totally satiated. There's another course to come yet." "Which is?" "A special helping of Jet. An extremely satisfying dish. Especially when warmed up nicely." She took another sip of her Sauvignon and let it swirl around her mouth as she fixed him with a sensual stare. She almost laughed at how taken aback he seemed. "But what about Robin?" he said in a surprised voice. "The little treasure's out chasing those naughty criminals. You have me all to yourself until tomorrow. Any ideas on how we could amuse ourselves?" Ferris twirled his own glass in his hand. "A few," he smirked. "But what happens if Robin comes back early." "I'll tell him he's been a very naughty boy and send him to bed without his supper." The Commissioner laughed and shook his head at her. "You're an amazing woman Jet," he said. "I really don't know why you're with him. You've arranged the biggest engagement party the city has seen for this weekend and yet here you are having an affair with me while you treat your fiance like a little boy." Jet ran her tongue over her grinning lips. "He is a little boy Mike," she said. "But an extremely useful one. And he'd be so upset if I called the whole thing off." She sipped at her wine again and fixed him with a serious look. "By the way," she said. There's something I need to ask you. Would you be Robin's Best Man?" Ferris looked utterly astonished but by the look on Jet's face she was not joking. "Isn't that his decision to make? What about Batman? Wouldn't he be the natural choice?" Jet grinned. "Batman's too jealous of my relationship with Robin," she replied. "And I've decided I want you. Which means Robin has to accept it. "And anyway - in my family there's a long-standing tradition that the bride always beds the Best Man on her wedding night." She stood and walked seductively over to him her Lycra costume displaying all her fabulous curves. She grabbed his hand and began pulling him up. "So let's go practice." Ferris followed her with excited anticipation as she led him up the stairs and into her sumptuous bedroom. He didn't know what it was about the woman but she seemed to be exerting a more powerful hold on him as every day passed. Her voice, her sensuous body and her amazing love-making ability were just too much to resist. Jet could see his cock bulging wildly against his trousers as she unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his him. She kissed his chest and slid down in front of him unbuckling his belt and pulling his trousers down. His shaft spring free and she immediately took it in her mouth cupping one hand his balls and letting the tips of her fingers begin a gentle massage. He was so aroused it took less than two minutes to bring him to a climax - his knees almost giving way as he shot his load into her soft, warm mouth. Jet rose to her feet and let her tongue slide up his torso before giving him a long, lingering kiss. "Boy that was quick Mike," she whispered. "Let's make the next one last a bit longer." She pushed him firmly backwards until his legs hit the bed and he tumbled onto it. Her hand curled around his cock and she began hungrily licking the tip. It shot back to attention in a matter of seconds. Jet pulled her Lycra pants down and clambered over him - positioning herself directly over his throbbing manhood. She teasingly lowered herself stopping just as she felt his penis touch her entrance. "God Jet please," he moaned as she ran her fingers through her hair and pouted at him. "What's it worth big boy?" she teased. "Anything you want," he said. "Anything at all." Jet smiled and went down on him. He groaned in pleasure as she began riding him slowly and then gradually speeding the pace of her rhythm. She bent forward and clamped her lips on his letting her tongue explore every inch of his mouth while her dark hair fell about his head. "Your cock feels so good," she whispered in his ear. "I could just fuck you all night." Jet rose upright as she felt him about to come again. She squeezed her legs together pinching the tip of his cock and sending a sharp pain through his ribs. His climax subsided as quickly as it had arrived. "Not yet honey," breathed Jet. "I want to ride you a lot longer yet. Ride you until your cock bleeds." "Whatever you want," gasped Ferris as Jet started sliding up and down his cock again. Five times she brought him oh so close to ejaculation before using her legs to stymie his longed-for relief - each time pressing them a little harder into his body. His ribs were becoming bruised now and his body was starting to shake with frustration and sexual frenzy. Jet laughed at him delightedly as he screamed for her to take him enjoying the feeling of control. "Now! Now!" he howled. "Now!" "Right now?" she smirked. "Yes now!" She winked at him and slid down his shaft again. His hips convulsed and his head thrashed from side to side as he came in a gigantic, body-draining spurt inside her. Jet kept his cock inside her as he writhed underneath her for a good two minutes sweat glistening on his body. Finally she dropped forward, grabbed his hair and twisted his head to the side so she could plant a sensual, animal-like kiss on him. His body finally relaxed utterly exhausted as Jet rolled off and lay beside him. "Jesus Jet," he gasped. "You're an animal. I've never had sex like it." "That was just the warm-up," she grinned back. "There's much more to come." Her hand brushed his thigh and her fingers began stroking his balls again. "God, let me rest a little," he said looking over at her. "I don't know how Robin keeps up with you." Jet smirked at him. "He's not had the pleasure yet. The only thing his little cock gets to taste before the big day are my sweet lips. That way he stays a good boy." Ferris shook his head at her in disbelief. "You're so cruel." "And still so horny," she said pressing her lips to his and sliding her hand onto his cock. Despite his exhaustion her soft touch had him erect again in seconds. She spent the rest of the night gorging herself on his body - sending him into repeated sexual frenzies and making him come time and time and again until he was so utterly drained he could no longer keep his eyes open. He finally stumbled out of the house and into his waiting car at 8am leaving Jet purring happily to herself inside knowing he'd fallen totally under her spell.