*smut warning!*

Hello, all! Happy Thanksgiving (Eve?) to my beloved American readers, and happy holidays to everyone! Travel plans will leave me very little time in the next few weeks to update, so I figured I'd better upload while I still can! (I MIGHT be able to crack another one or two off before I go, but I'm not sure. Fingers crossed!)

Anyway, more smutty Pepperony, delivered hot and fresh, lol! (WILL those Pepperony puns EVER get old? I submit that they will NOT!) :D

You know the rule! Be of legal age or be gone! All others, happy reading! ;) :D

After a few very blissful, post-coital moments spent wrapped in each others arms and tenderly kissing, Pepper could feel Tony's semi-flaccid erection start to grow inside her again. She moaned with delight, loving that it was apparent he was ready to go for round two. And so she slowly broke the kiss, smiling giddily at him. "Ready so soon?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

He grinned at her, and shrugged. "What can I say?" he said. "I've got the most beautiful woman in the world underneath me. It would be difficult not to get hard again."

Pepper bit her lip coyly and gave him a bashful look. "Well," she said. "I don't know about that, but I'm thrilled about getting another turn," she purred.

Tony chuckled, and nodded. "And, as you can tell, so am I, honey," he purred, wiggling his hips a little so that he moved inside her, which made her giggle. "On that note, you open to trying a different position?" he asked.

"Of course," Pepper affirmed. "What did you have in mind?"

Tony moved to prop himself up on the heels of his hands above her. Then he reached for the pillow lying beside Pepper's head. "Roll to your stomach, and put this under your hips," he instructed.

Pepper nodded and took the pillow from him, placing it beside her, and down by her hips, to where she intended to move. Then she proceeded to roll herself. Tony eased out of her momentarily as she did this, but he moved with her and got back behind her as soon as she was on her stomach. He sat back on his heels as she adjusted herself so that the pillow was evenly under her hips. Her behind was now raised slightly in the air, and Pepper's head was down on the mattress. She then got comfortable by laying her head on her folded arms, and turned her face to the side. "How's this?" she asked him.

"Perfect," Tony replied. "Now open your legs a little, baby, and I'll slip back inside you." Pepper did as instructed, and she felt Tony move so that he was bent over the top of her back, propping his upper body on one of his forearms beside her, as he smoothed the tip of his erection around the outside of her opening with his other hand to get it lubricated again before he eased himself back into her. Pepper let out a soft, slow moan when he did this, and Tony laid a gentle kiss on her shoulder in reply, which sent goosebumps up and down her body in delight.

"No more stretch or discomfort down below?" Tony asked softly.

Pepper shook her head. "No. None at all," she happily reported.

Tony smiled. "Good. Glad to hear it," he replied. "This one's good for a long, slow burn," he then explained softly to her. "I want us to take our time this time, Pep. I want you to really enjoy yourself."

Pepper smiled at his level of consideration for her pleasure. "I already am," she murmured dreamily.

Tony smiled, and began smoothing his hand over her back, gently massaging her. "Good," he said softly.

Pepper closed her eyes, and moaned, relishing the feeling of Tony massaging her back, her behind, and the back of her thigh. Every time, however, that Tony's hand would knead her bottom, he noticed she would emit a soft moan, so he made sure to pay special attention to this area. And, after a few more passes, he spoke.

"That's right. You like it when I touch your ass, don't you?" he remembered.

Pepper nodded. "Mmmmm hmmmm," she sighed. "It's one of my favorite places to be touched, actually."

"Yeah, I've noticed," he replied. "On several occasions, now."

He went on with massaging her body, the both of them falling back into blissful silence as he worked. His motions were very methodical, and firm, but gentle at the same time. The pressure of his fingers pressing into her skin worked to ease any remaining tension in her body (even though she couldn't imagine how there could be any left at this point). She felt his warm, soft breath on her skin, and she noticed he shifted the arm he was propped on so that he could place his hand on her upper arm- at which point, the thumb of that hand began gently stroking her skin as well. She could feel him lay soft, sweet kisses on her upper back, her shoulders, and her neck as he continued, each spot tingling with erotic stimulation when he did this. Then, after a time, she felt Tony begin to thrust- slowly, and gently, now- and Pepper moaned again, loving how affectionate he was being as they began to make love once more. This continued for several moments- each pass he made on her body of massaging and kissing and gently thrusting turned Pepper more and more into a puddle of goo on the inside. She was positively titillated, while completely and utterly relaxed- a sensation she decided at that point was the mark of being with a truly experienced lover, and she was delighted in the fact that her fantasy about them being together in this way had pretty much totally come to fruition. It made her secretly wish she could spend the rest of her life like this- with him making love to her in such a tender, and complete way.

She felt him raise the hand that he'd been using to massage her to brush her hair to the side. He gently combed his fingers through it, and then he placed tongue-flicking, nibbly kisses on her exposed skin, along her spine, making fire works shoot off in her brain as a result. Soon, she felt him slide a hand around her front to her right breast to gently squeeze and caress it. He then carefully pinched and rolled the nipple between his fingers. Pepper moaned when he did this, and Tony smiled, bending to place another kiss on her shoulder.

Then, after a few moments, she felt his hand slide from her breast, and move down her stomach, then down to her sex. Pepper felt his fingers slip in between her folds, with his middle finger coming to rest squarely over her clit. He then began to slowly swirl it in circles, kneading it gently.

"Oh!" Pepper gasped hoarsely, feeling the small jolt of orgasmic pleasure this sent coursing through her body.

"I can't get enough of your body, baby. You're so beautiful," she heard Tony murmur to her.

"Mmmmmm, it feels so good," Pepper replied. "It all feels so good."

Tony smiled in satisfaction, and gently thrusted a few more times in silence as he continued to work her sex with his hand before he spoke again. "You know, I haven't been able to stop thinking about what you told me this morning," he said.

Pepper's mind flickered with vague recollection to what he could be referring. But in her current state, and from what Tony was doing to her body at that moment, she was having trouble even recalling her own name. So she gave up trying to guess and asked, "What did I tell you?"

"That you were in the bathtub thinking about me, and touching yourself," he purred. "God, that's so hot."

"Oh," Pepper replied, and she chuckled sheepishly at having been unable to recall this detail shared with him only hours ago. "Well, I almost did. But a sudden shotgun blast interrupted playtime, remember?" she cooed.

"Oh, right. I forgot," Tony replied, chuckling. A few more quiet moments passed before he said anything else. "So...what about now, then?" he eventually offered.

"What about now?" Pepper asked, not sure what he was meaning.

"What about you...finish what you started?" he asked. "I'll go on with the rest of what I'm doing, and you could...play with yourself while I work," he explained. "What do you think? It could be fun. To see what comes of it? Literally?" he joked.

Pepper felt her cheeks blush at the thought. The truth was, she'd never masturbated in front of anyone before. She had only ever been alone when she did this. And now, the person whom she most frequently thought about when she pleasured herself was asking to be an audience to her as she did it.

"You...want to watch me?" she asked.

Tony shrugged. "Well, sort of, yeah. And it's just a thought, honey. If you don't want to, then you don't have to," he explained.

Pepper chewed her lip for a second in consideration. He's not wrong! It could be a LOT of fun, she thought to herself. Then, suddenly, an idea occurred to her, and she smiled to herself.

"Go slow. No pressure. If it feels good, keep going. If it doesn't, stop. Simple as that," Tony went on to reassure her.

Pepper nodded. "Okay, I'll try it," she said in agreement. The corners of her mouth quirked upwards mischievously. "Whatever you require, Mr. Stark," she purred.

Tony's eyes widened, and he chuckled in surprise. "Uh-oh, she's adding a little kink! Look at you being the team player," he commented, making Pepper giggle softly. Then she rolled slightly so she could peer over her shoulder at him, and she cocked an eyebrow.

"Is that okay? Not too weird?" she asked.

Tony shook his head, still beaming. "Not at all, Pep. I like where you're going with this," he purred.

Pepper smiled and shrugged as she laid back down. "I figure since I got so rudely interrupted this morning, I might as well have a little fun with it, now, hmmm?" she explained, with a coy smile.

Tony nodded. "My thoughts, exactly," he replied, making Pepper giggle again. He grinned to himself again at how willing she was to play along with him, and how she was introducing more of the role-playing element in to things, again, as well. It thrilled him to no end, in fact. "Can't wait for this," he muttered giddily under his breath, and then he placed a sweet, lingering kiss to the middle of her back, making Pepper moan in appreciation. He went back to smoothing his hand up and down her back, gently massaging her body as he continued to move slowly and deeply inside her. Pepper then slipped her hand down to her sex as he'd requested, and placed her middle finger over her already semi-swollen clit. She slowly started to knead it, and it reacted immediately to the stimulation again, sending another instant wave of pleasure throughout her body.

"Mmmmmmm, oh yeah," she moaned, almost involuntarily.

"Feel good?" Tony asked.

Pepper nodded, and closed her eyes. "It does, actually," she told him.

"Good," Tony told her. "Don't rush. Take your time. We've got all night."

So she settled in, and with Tony continuing to massage her body as he made love to her, it took no time at all for her to fall into deep relaxation once more. She softly moaned and cooed, relishing every moment of pleasure, and Tony smiled at every sound he heard her make, delighted that she was enjoying what they were doing so much.

"You're so sexy, Miss Potts," he murmured to her after a few minutes, placing a soft kiss on her neck, and making the first move to play along with her idea. "I love hearing you moan."

"And I love that you're the one who's making me moan," Pepper replied. "So thank you, Mr. Stark."

"You're welcome, Miss Potts," Tony replied, and they both chuckled softly at the game they had created.

A few more minutes passed before Pepper spoke again. "I'm...afraid I have something to confess, Mr. Stark," she said, her voice flirty and wanton. "I've not been the good girl you thought I was all these years."

"Oh?" Tony croaked out, his voice betraying his attempt to sound innocently curious by cracking with eager excitement at what she was saying instead. He cleared his throat, and spoke again. "Uh...what...uh...what do you mean?" he stammered. "Please explain. In great detail, if you don't mind?" he told her, trying hard to maintain the role of straight-laced employer.

Pepper sighed. "There have been so many times when I've been so horny after we've been working together all the day, that it's all I can do to get home and..."

"Oh God, Pep, this is so hot!" Tony suddenly gasped out loud, completely breaking character. Pepper giggled. "Sorry! I can't help it! But, please! I beg you! Keep going! God, this is fun!"

Pepper laughed again at how excited she'd made him. But then she cleared her throat to try regain her composure before she resumed what she was saying. "Yes. As I was saying, Mr. Stark. Sometimes it's all I can do to get home at the end of the day, and...take off my clothes, and...climb into a hot bath, and..." she purred flirtatiously.

Tony let out a strained whimper, which made Pepper smile again, but she played like she hadn't noticed and continued. "And start to touch myself as I...imagine you calling me in the middle of the night...telling me to come over...because you need me to help you in the shop, where you..."

"I what, honey? What do I do?" Tony grunted breathlessly. His breathing was becoming heavier, and hand was now pressing a little harder into her flesh as he rubbed it up and down her body, but he was still being quite gentle. He bent to nuzzle her hair, and then plant tongue-flicking kisses all over her neck and shoulders, clearly having become quite aroused as she spoke.

Pepper's skin prickled with each point of contact from him, and her fingers were becoming soaked with her own moisture as a result. She picked up the pace on her sex, the stimulation feeding her arousal, and vice versa. Plus, Tony's member was now fully erect, and she could feel him stroking her G-spot while filling her completely up with each thrust. Given all of the stimulation, she was having difficulty, now, keeping her concentration on the words she was trying to form to tell him her fantasy, as it was clear they were both quite filled with desire. "Y-you..." she stammered. But soft squeaking, "Uh!" escaped her lips instead, halting her words, as another jolt from her building orgasm sent an electric spark shooting from her sex to her brain, making her hips buck with need, which Tony felt as well, making him moan in succession with her.

Pepper pressed her lips together, and furrowed her brown in concentration as she tried to begin speaking again. "You...tell me you have been wanting to test some new theories," she finally stated.

"Oh, God, now she's bringing science into it!" Tony practically squealed out loud to himself in excitement. Pepper chuckled at him, but he was oblivious, as he was trying desperately to get back into character. "Uh..theories, Miss Potts? What kind of theories?" he asked.

"Well, such as," Pepper purred, pausing for a moment for something to come to mind. "Testing which hood of one of your cars would make it easiest for you to go down on me," she revealed.

"Holy Shit!" Tony interjected. His hips bucked hard pre-orgasmically, causing him to thrust hard inside her once. He then let out a gravely moan, and laid his upper body back over Pepper's back, resting his forehead on her shoulder, and taking a slow, deep breath in an attempt to temper his body's natural impulses- which were begging him to continue on through to climax.

Meanwhile, Tony's hard thrust had made Pepper's opening grow tighter around him. This created another twinge of pleasure that coursed through her, which, in turn, had caused another breathless squeak to escape her lips. She, too, took a deep breath in an attempt to keep her composure.

After a few moments, Tony lifted his head, and scrubbed a hand over his goatee. "So? In your fantasy, do you do it, Miss Potts?" he finally asked, his voice raspy. "Do you let me taste you?"

Pepper lifted her head as well to reply to him over her shoulder, her lips curled in a sly smirk. "Of course, Mr. Stark," she affirmed. "I told you I'd do whatever you required."

Tony rolled his eyes, and grinned devilishly. "Fuuuuuck," he groaned. He shook his head in disbelief at what he was hearing her tell him. "Okay, I gotta know," he said after a moment. "Which car? Which car do I lay you on first?"

Pepper smiled to herself in amusement at his question. She might have guessed he wouldn't have been able to resist wanting to know this detail. "Um..." she said, pausing for a moment to think about the many cars in Tony's garage. "How about the Bugatti?" she then replied, matter of fact.

Tony smiled, and nodded. "Nice choice. Makes sense, with the sloped hood. Easy for me to get on my knees in front of you. Perfect angle," he remarked. "So, Miss Potts?" he said, smirking with delight. "Then what would happen?"

"Why, you'd...make me cum, Mr. Stark. Of course," Pepper replied, trying to sound as if this were a foregone, and obvious conclusion.

"Of course," Tony parroted. "Of course, I'd make you cum all over the hood of that car for me, Miss Potts. I love it. Continue," he prattled breathlessly.

Pepper smiled. "And...then, by that time, we'd be so hot for each other, that you'd propose putting an end the experiment, and you'd beg me to let you fuck me, instead," Pepper replied.

She heard Tony swallow hard. "So, would you, Miss Potts? Would you given in and let me fuck you?" he asked her eagerly.

"Ah, ah, ah, Mr. Stark," Pepper playfully scolded. "Is that really the way to be a good scientist? Shouldn't I first make you finish your work?" she asked.

Tony whimpered again, and nodded. "No, you're right, Miss Potts. Absolutely. Make me work for it," he reasoned. "Make me lay you down on every damn one of those cars. Like a good assistant should."

Pepper chuckled. Then something occurred to her that she was sure would get her something she desperately wanted from Tony at that moment to complete her fantasy from that morning. "So, have I been a bad girl, Mr. Stark? Should I be punished for thinking about you while I touch myself?" she asked.

Tony realized what she was getting at, and he was thrilled that she was hinting that she wanted him to do it again. "Ooooh, yeah, Miss Potts. You've been a very naughty girl, alright," he rumbled. He then began massaging her behind, and Pepper melted, instantly moaning. "You want me to punish you? You want me to smack your ass, so you learn your lesson?" he asked.

Pepper's chest began to heave in anticipation, and she nodded emphatically. "Yes, please, Mr. Stark! Please. I've been so bad. So very very bad," she breathed.

Tony grabbed a handful of her right buttock, and rubbed it eagerly. He saw Pepper raise her head and look behind her to watch what he was doing. "Yes," he heard her breathe. "Yes. Do it," she begged, just before he flattened his hand and gave her bottom a swift pop.

"Uh!" Pepper yelped loudly. "Oh! Yes!"

Tony spotted a slight red mark instantly appear in the shape of his hand again where he'd slapped her skin, and his eyes went wide. He immediately started rubbing the area in an attempt to alleviate the irritation. "Geez! Not again! Sorry, Pep! Too hard? I swear, I don't mean to..."

"Do it again! Harder!" Pepper ordered, followed by her moaning and starting to writhe in pleasure. "Please, Mr. Stark. I haven't learned my lesson, yet!"

Tony shook his head and then smiled in amazement. Who knew she was this kinky?, he thought in delight.

Pepper mistook Tony's thoughtful moment as one of hesitation, and she was enjoying what they were doing so much, that she decided to give him some encouragement to keep the momentum going. "There's something else you need to know," she said. "During all of those business trips? Where you were gone giving demonstrations to the military?" she said.

"Yeah?" Tony replied, his eyebrows raised in anticipation of what she was going to say to him next. All of his motions had suddenly ceased, and he was looking at her, ears perked, and with rapt attention.

"I've spent those nights at the mansion," Pepper said.

But Tony frowned. "I don't get it. You...do that all the time," he said, confused.

"No, not in the guest room," Pepper clarified. "In your room."

Tony's mouth fell open, and he was staring at her completely gobsmacked, not understanding if she was still playing the part of his loyal assistant, or if she had actually just confessed to him something she'd really done. His chest began to heave, and his brain was trying to quickly calculate the probability that what she had just said was, in fact, the truth.

"Seriously?!" he finally gasped, his eyes dancing wildly. "Pep, is...that true?"

Pepper paused, suddenly unsure of what to make of his shocked reaction, and also feeling with every fiber of her being the sense of standing on the brink of completely disintegrating the professional distance they'd kept between them for so many years. The truth was, it was true. She wasn't just playing the game. She had actually done this. On many occasions. She wasn't proud of it, mind you. But she just hadn't been able to help herself during those times. And, now, for all intents and purposes, if she truly did confess what she'd done, there would virtually be no clear line between when they'd been employer and employee, and what they were to each other now. He would come to understand that she had always been deeply attracted to him. That she had always cared for him. That she had always loved him.

Sure, Tony had confessed to her earlier that he'd fantasized about them being together sexually in the past. And, it hardly surprised her. But this was different. She'd actually acted on her urges in his own home, when he'd always been under the impression that she was only ever the consummate professional that she'd portrayed herself to be. So, naturally, she couldn't help but suddenly feel very vulnerable and extremely exposed if she were to divulge this to him, not to mention possibly running the risk of tarnishing his opinion he'd held of her during all of those years, even in this most passionate of moments between them. However, she realized this could also completely thrill him to know that she'd felt so strongly about him for so long, and ultimately bring them closer together than ever before.

So, the choice was clear, but it was a gamble- she could either play it safe, and continue the role playing, giving Tony more fodder for his fantasies while keeping this last little secret to herself, and he'd be none the wiser. Or she could roll the dice, come clean to him here and now, and hope that his reaction would be a favorable one.