Veronica's Story

by Mr. Neb

My name is Veronica but I usually go by the name 'Roni'.
I make my living as an 'exotic dancer' which of course, is really a euphemism for 'stripper'
My life is has been a mixed blessing. By most measures, I have been blessed with exceptionally good looks.
I'm 26 years old, tall at 5Ɒ' and I weigh 130lbs.
My hair is soft, light brown and long, reaching to the middle of my back.
I have large bright green eyes. I keep very trim and fit.
I am fortunate that I have little trouble keeping my figure. My breasts are soft, well shaped and good sized, but most importantly, they are all mine. So much for the good news.

Maybe it has been because of my appearance, I don't know, but the rest of my life has been pretty much of a disaster.
My parents split up when I was seven.
I lived with my mother. She did the best she could before she died when I was eighteen.
She left me with just enough money for me to get settled with a practical used car, an apartment in a reasonably safe part of town and enough modest furniture to be comfortable.

I flitted from job to job for several years.
I was a waitress in several places, a receptionist for a crummy lawyer, a bank teller, a sales girl in a department store and other assorted dead end jobs.
Every place was the same. I was constantly being hit upon.
No matter how conservatively I dressed, I was always jeered at, pinched, and propositioned.
That shyster lawyer even went so far as to put an envelope on my desk before I got in one morning.
In it was a page from a porno magazine showing a couple screwing.
Across the page was written, 'My wife is out of town for the weekend. How about you spending some time at my house?'
I walked out of the office without saying a word to him.

I began to get perverted phone calls from him.
More than once he called, telling me that he was lying on his bed, naked, and jerking off while looking through my employee records.
I always hung up on him immediately.
The police said that there was nothing that they could do.
I finally had to move to another apartment and get a new phone number.

Now, I'm pretty emotionally detached from what I do.
I go to work, do my job and go home.
I guess that makes me a good actress.
The owner of the club says that I am the most popular of all the girls.
I really turn on the clientele.
He says that I could double my income if I would do 'private' shows like bachelor parties and stuff like that.
I'm not interested.

Working in the club is pretty much the same every night.
While you strip, you are as seductive as possible.
You spot two or three guys or groups of guys that are having a good time.
You massage and wiggle your tits, give them a few close-up looks at your ass and crotch, and you're pretty much guaranteed a good tip.

The night that eventually changed my life forever started out pretty normal.
The seats around the stage were filled with loud boisterous men.
They were all drinking and carrying on as usual.
The tips were running pretty good.
The seats and tables just a bit further away were about half occupied and more dimly lit by the light from the stage.
These folks usually are less vocal but enjoy the show.
I like the guys in this middle area the most.
They are rarely rude, OK tippers, and actually say 'thank you' when you come up to them after a dance.
They seem appreciative of what they have just seen.

The ones I hate are the 'shadow people'
They are in the darkest areas at the back of the club, furthest from the stage.
They are very creepy. They are always alone. They never say anything.
They dress badly, rarely bath and constantly smell of cheep beer.
They usually keep their hands in their pockets for most of the evening.

I was the last dancer that night.
When I was finished, I took a shower in the modest dressing room.
I always took a shower before leaving the club. I just can't wait the get the smell of cigarettes and stale beer off my body and out of my hair.
I can't wait to wash off the heavy makeup and the thick hairspray.

It was 2:30am when the manager and I where the last to walk out of the club.
It was raining in a down poor.
The manager locked the door, popped open his umbrella, muttered a 'bye' and splashed off to his car around the corner and out of my life for the evening.
I am sure it didn't even dawn on him that I had no umbrella.

I stood for a moment under the awning in the glow of the club's neon light. I looked way off into the darkness through the rain to the end of the parking lot.
Only two cars remained.
I was going to get wet.
It was just a matter of exactly when and how much.
The rain seemed to get louder and harder as I hunched my coat over my head as best I could.

Off I went. My tennis shoes soaked completely through within the first few steps.
The wind blew the cold rain right into my face.
I felt cold water trickle down my back and seep through my shirt by the time I was just half way across the lot.
A step or two before I reached the driver's side of my car, I realized that I had forgotten to get my keys from my purse when I was under the awning.
It was then that I gave up the futile battle.
I let the coat slip back into my shoulders and began fumbling through my purse.
I finally found them, unlocked the car and got in.
I let out a huge breath and just looked out through the windshield at the driving rain.
I sat there, soaking wet.
My back was already getting clammy from my wet clothes.
A flash of lightning cracked off in the distance. The thunder rolled my way.

'OH MY GOD', I screamed, startled by the hard pounding at the window.
My heart leapt to my throat when I looked over to the passenger window.
A man was there, banging on the glass.
I immediately thought that he was one of the creepy shadow people!
He had waited for me.
He was going to rape me and most likely kill me.
The next day, the newspapers would say that a 'woman was killed last night in the parking lot of a strip joint.
Police said that the woman, a stripper in the club, was found in her car, nude and beaten to death. They have no clues.'

He was banging at the glass with a bloodied hand.
It left smeared red water on the window.
His hair and face were dripping. He squinted through the hard rain that stung his face.
He stopped banging and made a hand gesture signaling me to roll down the window.
My fear dropped a bit and I began to breathe again.
I guess I figured that if this guy was really going to hurt me, he could have easily crashed right through the closed car window, grabbed me by the throat, pulled me through the broken glass and dragged me off into the night.

He repeated the gesture and mouthed the word, 'please' Yeah, I know.
I should have driven off as fast as I could but I didn't. Like an idiot, I leaned over and rolled down the window just a crack.
I was still scared and my heart was pounding.
The roar of the rain made it hard for me to hear him.

'Listen. I'm sorry. I have a flat tire. It's a rental car. I don't know where I am and I cut my hand trying to fix the tire before I found out that the spare was no good.'
He held up the cut back of his hand as if to lend credence to his story.
I noticed it also he had black grease smudges on his hand and face.

I just looked at him in the rain.
I couldn't speak.
He stepped away from the door for a moment.
I watched him through the dim light of a far away parking lot light.
He turned around as if looking for another option.
He was looking for some one else to ask for help.
Of course, there was no one.
He stepped up to my door again and looked back at me through the window. He had the expression of a lost puppy on his wet face.
His cut paw...uh...hand, still slowly bleeding.

I still did not speak but instead, nodded and unlocked the door.
He vanished but returned in an instant.
He opened the door, tossed a small valise onto the floor in the back and sat down in the passenger seat.
Just like I had done earlier, he let out a big sigh and looked out of the window for a few seconds.
I continued to just look at him.
It was all so unreal.

He turned to me and said, 'Hey I'm really sorry about this.
I hope I didn't scare you. I was really stuck.
I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come along or opened the car and let me in. I really mean it. Thanks a lot!'

I felt myself continuing to just look at him.
My mind was pretty blank.
My only thought was of how genuinely grateful he seemed.
I finally snapped out of my pseudo-trance.

Looking down at the stranger's swollen hand I said, 'Oh my. How is your hand? It looks like it really hurts.'

'It does', he said. 'It isn't really cut very bad. It kind of throbs.
I banged it on the wheel well when my hand slipped when I was trying to get the tire off of the car.'

I started the car. I was wet and cold.
I wanted to get the heater on as soon as possible.

He spoke again, 'Listen. I was here in town on business and was killing a few hours before going to the airport.
My flight is long gone now. I don't want to be any more trouble to you so if you can take me to the nearest hotel, I'll spend the night there. I can call that damned car rental company in the morning, and get a flight out tomorrow.'

'Ok', I muttered and began to drive.

My hair was matted and stuck to my face.
My back was soaking wet and I could feel a drop of water tickling the end of my nose.
My passenger wasn't in much better shape.
We didn't speak for quite a while.
We both just looked straight ahead, out the window and into the darkness that was violently interrupted by an occasional flash of brilliant lightning.
Other than the boom of the accompanying thunder, the only sounds to be heard were the din of the millions of rain drops shattering against the car and the slap of the badly worn but still functional windshield wipers.

There seemed to be an unknown bond between us.
It was if there was an unusual parallelism in our lives that we of course had no conscience knowledge of.
My initial fears were all but gone when I finally broke the silence.
'I live very close to here. Your hand looks pretty bad. We can do something for it there, then you can call a cab and go to a hotel.'

'That would be great.
I'm really sorry to put you to all this trouble. I really appreciate this.'
We went back to looking out into the night and did no more talking.

I pressed the button on the remote and the motorized gate to my building's underground parking opened.
I said a silent prayer of thanks.
It doesn't always work and tonight was not a night that I wanted to get out and walk around to the main entrance.
We remained quite while we walked across the cement floor of the garage.
There was only the loud sound rain water dripping from the pipes on the ceiling.
We rode the elevator to the eight floor in silence.
Nothing was said while I unlocked the apartment door.
He opened it and held it for me as I walked in and then he followed.
I didn't turn around when I heard the valise touch the floor behind me. He was genuinely uneasy about the circumstances.
Maybe it was because I could sense that feeling in him that I become less fearful.

'I don't want to be any more trouble.
If can use your bathroom to get cleaned up, I'll call a cab and be on my way.'

I looked at him from across the room.
I could also see myself in the mirror on the wall behind him.
We were a mess.
Our coats were lumpy with retained water.
Our hair was in our faces and we were both dripping all over the floor. The expression 'drowned rats' was very appropriate.

'Do you have a change of clothes in your bag?' I asked.
He nodded and so I said, 'The guest bathroom is through there. You can shower and change in there.'

'You're terrific. Thanks a lot', he said as he picked up his bag and went down the hall.

As for me, I went into my bedroom and locked the door behind me.
It wasn't until I heard the sound of the shower from the other room that I went into my bathroom and fixed myself up.
I got out of my soaking clothes, put on a dry bra and panties and covered myself with my thick white floor-length terri robe.
For the first time in hours I began to feel warm.
I dried and brushed my hair but put on no makeup.

When I left the bedroom and went into the kitchen, I noticed that the shower was now off.
It was 3:15 in the morning.
I made a pot of decaffeinated coffee.
I was sitting on the sofa, snuggled in my bathrobe, with my legs pulled up under me.
The warm cup was slowly taking the chill out of my fingers.
I closed my eyes and breathed in smell of the coffee.
When I opened them, he was standing in front of me in the middle of the room.
He was dressed in pressed tan slacks and a white dress shirt with the top button undone.
His right hand was neatly wrapped in white gauss.

'How's the hand?' I asked.

'Oh, fine. Thanks for all the help. I hope you don't mind that I used the bandage stuff that I found in the bathroom?'

I didn't answer the question but instead asked, 'Do you want some coffee?'

He nodded and went into the kitchen to pour himself a cup.
Alone for that moment, my brain performed another mental sigh in its effort to relax but I still retained a sense of sad surrender to the circumstances of my life.
How had my life gotten to this point?
I guess this present situation was a fine example.
It is the middle of the night and I have a total stranger in my apartment.
We both feel awkward but for some reason I am no longer afraid.
There was something about this man that seemed familiar.

I suppose it was because of that those feelings that I let my guard down even further.
'Listen, it's after three in the morning. You're not going to get a cab at this hour. If you like, you can stay here on the couch.'

He accepted.

It was so late but neither of us had 'come down' enough to go to sleep.
The more we talked, the more comfortable I felt.
He was a gentle man, always polite, with a kind voice.
He listened well when he needed to but also shared his thoughts freely.
We seemed a lot alike.
The words that seemed most appropriate for us were 'lonely, disillusioned and sad'
Because of our common outlook, we seemed to gain strength from each other.
Eventually, our talk came around again to the present situation.

'You have been so kind to let me stay here. What can I offer in return?'

'There is something that you can do for me.
My neck is killing me. Would you mind rubbing it out for me?'

He accepted my request gladly.
We sat on the couch with my back to him.
He touch was very effective.
It was strong and sure. My muscles instantly responded to his talented hands.
He moved about my neck and shoulders with firm hard strokes.
The tensions seemed to melt away. I began to feel my head roll around with ever increasing flexibility.
I even caught myself moaning softly on occasion.
We sat there in silence while he worked his magic on me.
My mind drifted in and out of the present. My whole body seemed to soften.
I could not recall ever being so relaxed.
My upper body started to sway when he began to massage my back.

When my mind was off in another place and incapable of rational thought, I did something quite impulsive.
I leaned back, rested my head against him and kissed him.
How could I have ever done that!

He kissed me back.
My body went warm and limp.
I laid back against him even more.
His strong upper body surrounded me. His kisses were delightful. His lips were firm and sensual.
He smelled every bit like a man.
I felt myself swoon in his arms as they wrapped around me like a blanket. I looked up at his handsome face.
We kissed again and my arms wrapped around him.
I so much wanted to hug a man again and be hugged like this. Our embrace and kisses intensified.
We were both not sure about our feelings but there was something 'right' about it all.

He leaned into me, causing me to lie down on the sofa.
My robe opened, not quite fully exposing my breasts.
He lay down on top of me, ignoring what my robe revealed.
He wanted to kiss me again.
I wanted to be kissed again too.
His lips pressed against mine with deliberate firmness. I moaned from the feeling of his weight upon my entire body.
I sank deeper into the sofa. He began kissing my neck.
His warm sweet breath felt wonderful against my skin.
My arms reached up and wrapped around his back. I embraced him as hard as I could.
I did not want him to stop.
I wanted him to make love to me but I said nothing. I did not have to. He knew.

He whispered into my ear, 'Are you sure about this?'

I felt a tear form at one eye and I whispered back just a simple, 'yes.'

He did not then attack me.
He did not then ravish me.
He did not them maul me. He did nothing different.
He still kissed me and held me. I felt so wonderful.
Stirrings from deep within me began.
They seemed almost foreign and strange. There were certainly infrequent.
My abdomen felt warm as if just awakened.
I felt a faint throbbing between my legs. I had an uncomfortable urge to squirm.
After moving my legs just a bit under the stranger, he slid between them.
I felt the unmistakable pressure of male hardness against my thigh.
It and I felt very good!

Our kissing continued.
My hands ran up and down his back in encouragement.
His hands were soon sliding between us as best they could. I craved his touch to my breast but there was none at first.
His hands moved several times against my hips, my stomach and up to my shoulders.
I was desperate for his kisses at my nipples that grew harder with every second.

His kissing stopped for a moment and he rose up on extended arms and looked down at my face.
He took one hand and slowly slipped one side of my robe off of on breast, the terri cloth rubbed across my nipple, sending shocks throughout my entire body.
I turned my head away. I could not look at him. I made my living revealing my entire body to men but at that instant, I could not look into the face of the man how could see one exposed breast.

His kissing resumed. His delightful lips made their way from my neck, down my chest and to my breast.
His wet lip and tongue at first just grazed my hard nipple. I took a deep breath, pressing my chest harder against his mouth.
He drew my nipple inside and licked me with expert precision.
I moaned in surrender.
I felt my lower body become moist with excitement. His leg parted my rode and pressed firmly against me. I hugged him as hard as I could.

I was loosing control now.
I wanted him so badly. His attentions to my breasts were doing as intended.
I was getting so wet from his suckling that I felt my juices leave me and wet my inner thighs.
His kissing had opened my robe completely.
He kissed and licked his way down between my breasts, down my stomach.
I so very much wanted him to continue. I felt his tongue tease the whisps of pubic hair that still retained.
I heard him breath deeply. I knew that he could smell my arousal.

Like everything he had done thus far, nothing was ever rushed.
This added to my enjoyment and to my desire for more.
His tongue teased the lips of my pussy. It grazed the hood of my desperate clitoris.
It tickled the crease of my thighs.
It was all too much. I was flowing with liquid passion. I had to have him 'there'

He must have sensed my condition and just at the right moment, slipped his tongue deep between my twitching pussy lips.
I let out a groan and placed my hands aside his head.
I spread my legs to afford him all possible access.
His tongue plunged deep into me.
I squirmed with delight.
His tongue and lips played with me and caressed my clit, bringing me to unparalleled heights of arousal.

'I'm coming!' I unnecessarily announced and instantly fell over into the climactic abyss.
My entire body shuddered with his tongue pressing ever so deep into me.
My pussy released a torrent of sputtering cum. I felt it everywhere.
It seemed like my spasms lasted an eternity. I had never had such a complete orgasm.

My body quivered with the final throws of my orgasm.
My lover slipped up my naked body, gently kissing me.
The scent of my womanhood increased as he moved up by body.
His wet face was soon kissing my cheek. He paused for a moment and looked deep into my eyes. He wanted to kiss my mouth but was hesitant.
I was not. I grabbed his face and drew it to mine.
I kissed him over and over again in appreciation for how he made me feel.
The abundant presence, smell, and taste of my cum was of little concern to me.

We lay there in an embrace, me completely naked, and he fully clothed.
Eventually, my orgasm faded and my senses returned.
I wanted so much to please and enjoy my new lover.
With just a gentle push at his shoulders, he got up and stood in front of the sofa.
I laid there, fully exposed for him.
Now, I wanted him to see all of me. I wanted to know that my body could excite and arouse him.
I began to rub myself for him.
My hands slipped seductively all over my body.
I massaged my breasts for him and pinched my nipples.
I spread my legs and exposed myself to him.
It was not hard for him to see my open pussy, still wet and slippery with my juices.
I slid one and then two fingers into myself and then brought my hand to my breast.
The slippery addition made the attentions to my nipples all the more enjoyable.

It was no secret that he was enjoying our time together.
A huge bulge marked the erection beneath his trousers.
A large wet spot darkened his pants at the thigh, probably my wetness from earlier, no doubt.

I ran my hands along his cock.
Even through the material I could feel it warm and pulsate.
I sat up on the sofa and began to undo his pants.
He removed his shirt and was soon standing naked before me.
My face was right at his crotch.
His scrotum was soft and drawn up tight below his member. His cock was beautiful.
The perfect phallic stood straight from his body.

It was without a single hair.
The swollen circumcised head was deep red and liberally oozed clear precum.
A large drop stretched down and landed on my breast.
It slipped down and hung from my nipple.
My body tingled when my finger slid through the slippery wetness.

I looked up into his eyes and placed my hands on his tight buttocks.
As seductively as I could, I pulled him closer.
Our eyes were riveted to each other when that beautiful cock pressed against my cheek, smearing precum on my face.
I just had to taste him and so I opened my mouth and slowly slid the hard, veined dick between my lips, savoring the throbbing hardness all the way to the back of my throat.
His juices seeped out continuously and coated my tongue with sweet syrup.
My only intent was to orally please him in return for the wonderful feelings that he had given me but I had to have him inside of more than just my mouth.
I had to feel that cock separate my lips and push aside the opening to my dripping pussy.

With saliva and precum dripping from my mouth, his cock left me.
He dropped to his knees and laid the head of that fat cock at my opening. In one smooth swift motion, he penetrated me.
I let out a gasp at the moment his abdomen crashed into mine.
I was completely filled. We both looked down at my impaled pussy.
He slowly withdrew and re-entered and we watched.
His cock was covered in slick wetness.
Beneath his cock, my pussy dipped juices to the floor. The room smelled of sex.

His movements increased in pace.
Soon he was sliding in and out of me at a blinding rate.
My head fell back and I gave myself up to another impending orgasm.
My hand moved to between my legs and joined his thrusting cock.
I massaged my uncovered clit with the dual purpose of exciting my partner and intensifying my experience.

This time my orgasm over took me like a wave crashing on a beach.
It was hard, wild, violent and over quite quickly but it was complete and all consuming.
I was shaking and quivering while he pumped into me, my pussy grabbing, clenching at his cock and covering it with my slippery sweet cum.

I was just coming down from my orgasmic high when that look came over his face.
It was one of both ecstasy and fear. His climax was fast approaching.
His thrusting in and out of my pussy was becoming harder and more erratic.
His breathing became quick and shallow. The muscles of his slender stomach rippled in tension as if winding up like a spring.
He shuddered with a sharp twitch, signaling that he had reached the pinnacle. He could now only plummet down uncontrollably.

It was that perfect moment when nothing could prevent his coming that I slipped him from my well satisfied pussy.
Miraculously, I managed to get him standing.
I knelt before him and quickly replaced my wet pussy with my equally wet mouth.
The taste of my own cum saturated my tongue.
The heat of his cock warmed my entire mouth.
I licked and sucked wildly, leaking saliva and precum over us both.
My hands held his scrotum.
My nails lightly scratched his balls. I knew this would heighten his release.

I felt his scrotum tighten and draw up.
His cock was deep in my mouth when my tongue felt the base swell.
His entire shaft instantly got even harder.
I knew these signs.
This total stranger, the one with which I had formed such close bond in so short a time, whose tongue had awakened long dormant passions, whose engorged cock was now thrust deep into my mouth, was about to come.

The head swelled and spurted out my lover's ejaculate.
In an instant my mouth was filled with the velvety smooth feeling of hot thick cum, causing my cheeks to bulge slightly.
My tongue was instantly bathed in the warm blanket of sticky semen.
Again and again I felt his fleshy cock spurt into my mouth, each time an equal amount seeped out around my lips.
Soon creamy white cum coated and dangled from my chin, occasionally falling and landing on my breasts in spots and streaks.
My nostrils filled with the exquisitely manly and musky smell of cum.
My own taste and scent was now easily overwhelmed.

In the final stages of orgasm, I withdrew his organ from my overwhelmed mouth.
His cum coated the insides of my open mouth in a milky-white film.
Large drops clung to the corners of my mouth.
In one last spasm, the cock in my hand erupted for the last time.
The final amount of cum spattered my neck.
It felt so wickedly warm and slippery as it ran down between my breast.

I looked up at my lover's face.
He looked down at mine, slick with semen.
Through the twilight of his orgasm, I slid the still hard and throbbing shaft about my face.
I licked its length, my tongue extended from cum-coated lips.
Finally, I wrapped his cock with my breasts and slid it slowly between them.
With deep concentration, I watch his cock ooze the last of his cum onto me.

We collapsed in each other's arms and slept together on the couch. In the morning, our shower together continued our new-found passion.
Later that day, he caught that plane.
From the adjacent seat, I used the air phone and called the club.

I wouldn't be coming to work that night...or ever.

The Assignment

by Dick Throb

I sure hate putting those two together on an assignment.
Brenda hates Dan, and he just doesn't give a shit about anything. Brenda is so prim and proper, always one to do what's right.
Dan on the other hand, just gets the job done no matter how it happens or who he steps on. I don't know how many times we've had civil action against us because of Dan's investigative techniques.
That darn woman works too hard at trying to follow all the rules and policies.
She doesn't know when to go around something to find the answer she needs.
Dan is almost a loose cannon running around doing what ever he wants, but he gets the job done.

Maybe Brenda can teach Dan some organization while Dan teaches her to be more unrestrained and follow her thoughts instead of always, 'by the book.' Of course that's assuming they don't kill each other first.

Using the intercom I called Brenda and Dan into my office. Dan arrived first dressed as usual. Pressed jeans, white shirt, no tie and a jacket thrown over his shoulder.
I don't think this guy owns a suit. In fifteen years I've never seen him in anything except jeans and a sport coat.

'Good morning Dan, have a seat. Brenda will be here shortly.' 'What's Ms Perfectionist and I have to do with each other?' 'Just wait and I'll tell you both.'

In a few minutes Brenda came into the office and sat down, she didn't have to be told. She looked over at Dan and glared. She was dressed in a very proper business like dark suit with a white blouse and a small gold necklace and matching earrings.

'Good morning Sam, what's this all about? You know I have a dead line due in a few minutes.' 'Don't worry Brenda you'll have plenty of time for your dead line. This won't take long.'

'I'm sending the two of you to Arizona to get a story on the alleged water scam going on there. 'The two of us? We can't work together.
I can't stand this man. He never wares a decent set of closes, always jeans. He always needs a hair cut, the only shoes he has are cowboy boots and his after shave stinks.'

'Well Brenda I don't care if his after shave stinks or not.
Your combined talents are what's needed on this assignment.'
'Sam I can't go anyplace with him. If you make me do this, I'll have to quit.'
Just like Brenda to give me an ultimatum.
'OK Brenda, pack your things and I'll send Mary with Dan.'
'Mary, why she can't even find the water cooler in the office. Sam you can't be serious, it's that important?'
'Yes it is Brenda. You two will get along and work together until this assignment is completed or your both fired, is that clear?'
'Hey Sam, I didn't say anything. I can work with.... her, no problem.'
'I know Dan, but from now on you guys are a team whether you like it or not.'
'OK , I get the picture. It might be nice to see how Brenda looks first thing in the morning.'
'You son of a bitch. If I had my way you'd see me looking up from your grave watching me piss on your head.'
'Oh Brenda, I'd love to see that.'

Sam jumped up and stopped Brenda from hitting Dan.
'You two better knock it off before I fire you now and send someone else.
Now go over to purchasing and get your travel papers. They have everything you'll need.'

Dan and Brenda left the office and got all their papers and other things they would need from their office.
Dan thought this computer stuff is really handy.
He can write and forward his reports long before he returns to the office.
'Brenda, I've got my lap top. You don't have to take yours.'
'Thanks but I'll take mine also. Yours is probably full of porno sites and pictures.'
'Why Brenda, have you been getting into my computer?'
She couldn't believe the arrogance of this man. She walked away without saying a word.

The flight was uneventful except for the fact the plane didn't have a problem and they got to Phoenix on time.
The temperature was around 110 degrees.
Dan and Brenda didn't say much on the flight or when they arrived at their motel.
The desk clerk gave them two rooms saying, 'These two rooms have a connecting door.
It was requested by Mr. Billings from your office.'
Dan looked at Brenda and smiled, she returned the look and scowled.

Once in their rooms they both unpacked and got the files out for reference.
Dan checked the computer to make sure it was working and signed on.
Mean while, Brenda was looking out the window at the pool.
It sure looked good.
She kind of got off in dream land when she heard a knock at the connecting door.
She walked over and unlocked the door.
Dan was in a bathing suit with a towel thrown over his shoulder.
He's still a slob she thought, but damn he's got a body.
He wasn't wearing one of the tight suits that show off every bulge and line.
She thought he would do that just be obnoxious. This was a very conservative suit. But she did notice a thickness along one leg of the suit.

'Hi, I thought since it's so late in the day we can't really get started on anything, we might as well take advantage of the pool and nice weather.'
She thought of Sam's words. You two will get along or I'll fire you both.
'OK, let me change and we can go down for awhile before dinner.'
With that she closed the door in his face.

Brenda was a typical woman.
They would be on this assignment for 6 or 7 days. Therefore she brought 5 different bathing suites.
As she undressed she was trying to decide which one to wear.
She rubbed her breasts when her bra hit the floor.
They were sore from that new bra. Her breasts were full and firm.
Her nipples protruded about 1/4' and always seemed semi hard.
Even the touch of her own fingers make them spring up like diamonds.
She loved rubbing them and feeling the fullness in her hands.
All natural meat here, no plastic.

Brenda let her hands drift down her flat stomach to her smooth shaven pussy.
She spent a lot of time keeping her pussy clean shaven and soft.
It's been months since she'd been with a man but she liked the feel of the clean smooth skin.
The only wrinkles she had were the lips of her pussy leading to her tunnel of hot wet love.
God she needed a hard cock soon.
Well she can take care of that problem tonight with her vibrator.
Not as good as a mans cock, but better then nothing.
She let her fingers drift to the soft opening and inserted two inside pumping slowly.
The thought made her pussy start to get wet and drip fluid.
Well, that makes the decision on which suit to wear, the black one.
That won't show her wet spot.
Once her pussy started dripping, it'll be wet for some time.
I better knock this shit off or I'll be here for hours.

Brenda changed and knocked on the connecting door.
Dan was ready and they both went down to the pool.
They found two lounges near the bar, laid down and ordered a drink. The conversation was somewhat guarded.

Dan was thinking of the knock out body Brenda had.
She never wore clothes that showed off her body as he was seeing her now. Man she had some nice tits.
Full, round and didn't seem to sag a bit.
Her ass was something he could lick and suck on all night long.
Thinking of her laying there naked made his cock start to grow a little. He could feel the blood filling the veins and the hot throb slightly moving along his leg. God I hope Brenda doesn't see this.
She'd probably beat me with a chair.

Brenda sat in silence sipping her drink.
Her mind was on the man next to her.
She didn't like the way he worked and the things he did, but damn he did have a body. He was nice enough, good looking and muscular.
He always treated her nice except when she'd blow up at him.
His after shave really didn't stink.
She liked it and smelling it made her horny.
That's why she didn't like being around him first thing in the morning when it was fresh and strong.
She'd be wet all day long.

Brenda glanced over to look at Dan.
He was looking at the women in the poll and didn't seem to be paying any attention to her.
Her eyes drifted to his crotch. She could see the bulge in his suit had grown some.
Was he thinking of someone in the pool? She looked around and couldn't see another woman as good looking as she was.
Well, he's probably thinking of jerking off on the diving board in front of everyone.
She had a funny vision of Dan standing on the diving board blowing his load into the pool as all the women swam around trying to catch it in their mouths.
Bitch you're sick.
He never gave the impression he was like that. You're just horny and wishing you had his cock in your mouth.

Brenda and Dan talked for a long time.
She learned a lot about him in the next few hours. He learned a few things about her too.

They sat there talking until dark. The waiter came over and asked them if they would like dinner.
There was an outside dinning area where they would be welcome in their suits. It was till very warm so they decided to eat there instead of changing and going out.
They had dinner and a lot more drinks.

It was around 11: PM when they both thought of bed.
Walking to the room they didn't say much.
Dan was thinking of licking her pussy and she was thinking of sucking his great piece of meat.
Brenda said her good nights and went into her room. Dan went to his.

The first thing Dan did was jump in the shower. He couldn't get the thoughts of Brenda's ass and tits out of his mind.
As he washed, his cock grew to it's full 8' length.
It's head was thick and round, full of blood and his balls were full too.
I've got to get rid of all this cum so I can sleep. He never could sleep when he was in this state of mind.
He slowly stroked his cock and rubbed his balls.

Thinking of Brenda's mouth in front of him made him cum real fast.
Feeling relieved made him relax. He finished washing and went to bed.

Brenda was in the shower also.
She was thinking of nothing except getting to bed and fucking her mind blank with her vibrator.
She washed off the sweat and days dirt.
Washing her pussy and asshole a little faster then necessary, she came twice.
God I need something in there to fill me up.
She hurried drying off and jumped into bed.
Brenda didn't need any lubrication for the vibrator, her pussy was as wet as it could get.

She slowly played the large head around her pussy lips just touching her already hard clit.
She knew not to turn it on at this point.
The head was all wet and slippery.
She let it drift to her asshole.
Here she pushed in slightly and turned it on. The vibrations went through her asshole like lightning.
She pumped a little pushing the large end in about two inches.
Holding it there, she could feel her asshole being stretched a little, but that gave her the best feeling of the vibrations.
Her other hand went to her pussy.
Already wet, there was no hesitation sticking two finger deep inside.
Here she lay, slamming her pussy with her fingers and fucking her ass with the vibrator.
The combination was wonderful. She could feel the vibration reaching her pussy and making it drip more of her hot juicy fluid.
Brenda kept up this rhythm of hand and vibrator until she couldn't stand it any more. She felt her stomach tighten and her legs kicked up in the air.
She bent over looking at her pussy as the vibrator became buried in her asshole.
Her mind was a cloud of mist and visions as the orgasm surged through her body.
She wined and screamed. It felt so good. She kept cumming and cumming.
Her hand was soaked with hot pussy juice poring out of her love cannel. It ran all over the vibrator making it even more slippery.
She pushed it harder into ass as the scent of her juice reached her nose.
The aroma made her cum again.
This time she pushed the vibrator in as far as it would go.
Her mind was in another world as she let out a scream that would wake the dead.

Dan laid in his bed thinking of nothing except Brenda. He wasn't holding onto his cock, but the thought made it grown again to full erection.
He was almost asleep when he heard a scream from Brenda's room.
Was he dreaming or did he really hear her scream. As he listened she screamed again.
No woman sounds like that unless they're in trouble. Without thinking Dan jumped out of bed and ran across the room the connecting door. He crashed into the door breaking the lock and ran in.

What he saw made him stop in his tracks.
There was Brenda spread all over the bed naked.
Hair was all messed up and covered in sweat.
Her body glistened in the low lighting.
She was breathing like she'd just run 10 miles.
Then Dan saw the vibrator buried in her asshole and just as suddenly sensed the aroma of pure hot sex in the air.
He didn't realize it, but his cock was sticking out like a flag pole. Hard as granite and dripping with precum.

At the same time Brenda heard the crash of the door.
Her eyes were closed and her mind still in never never land.
It took a moment for her to figure out what was going on.
When her mind cleared the first thing she saw was Dan standing there naked with the most beautiful gargantuan cock she had ever seen, dripping with precum.

Then her mind reached reality and she screamed at him.
'What the hell are you doing in here?'
She quickly pulled the vibrator from her asshole and tried to hide it under the sheets, failing to turn it off.
Too late she knew, he had seen it.
'Get the hell out a here you fucking pervert. I'll have you arrested you son of a bitch.'
With that she reached over a grabbed a lamp and threw it at Dan.

'Sorry...... I........ thought you needed help. I heard you scream,'
'Get the fuck out of my room.'
Dan turned around and walked back to his room closing the door and totally confused.
Goddamn fucking women.
You try to help and all they can do is get mad at you. Fuck that bitch, I'm going to bed.
As Dan laid down he realized that he had a very hard dripping cock standing in front of him.
Fuck that bitch he thought and rolled on his side and fell asleep.

The morning brought new sunshine and hot air to the whole area.
Dan was at pool side having breakfast when Brenda came out.
She looked at him from across the pool and he could see the hate in her eyes.
What did I expect from the bitch anyway, he thought.
She walked to his table and sat down. Immediately the waiter was there.
She ordered coffee and something to eat. When the waiter left, Dan said, 'Listen, I heard a loud scream and thought you were in trouble. I thought......'
'I'd rather not talk about it. It happened, I'm embarrassed and you saw something you weren't supposed to know.'
'OK, I'll not say another word.'

The whole day was guarded conversation and business like.
They conducted their interviews and gathered information for their report.
Dan as usually kept his notes in his coat pocket, intending to go through them later.
Brenda kept all of her notes on the lap top.

As the day rolled on the air became hotter and hotter.
By lunch time the temperature was over 100.
They had a quick lunch, not talking much. Sometime in the afternoon Brenda removed her jacket, it was just too hot.
She had on a sleeve less blouse that displayed her full breasts.
She had decided in the morning not to ware that damn bra again, but didn't think she would take her jacket off. Well, if anyone wanted to drool over her tits, let them.
She couldn't stand having that jacket on any longer.

Dan noticed right away she didn't have on a bra. That mere thought started making him hard.
He worked along side her all day and not a word about what happened last night. But his mind was full of visions of licking her asshole and sucking those great tits.

When the days interviews were over Dan and Brenda returned to the motel.
They had dinner again at the outside cafe.
They talked of business and the interviews while they had a few drinks.
Brenda said she wanted to get to bed early that night, so they departed and returned to their respective rooms.

Dan tore off his sweaty clothes and jumped in the shower.
He thought of Brenda's tits softly moving around in her silk blouse.
He didn't know if she knew her nipples were hard all day long.
Thinking of this he started rubbing his cock and feeling it grow.

Brenda sat on the bed feeling like a sack of shit.
She kind of wanted to hold and suck that big cock Dan had, but he had seen her pounding her asshole with a dildo.
He had to think she was some kind of weirdo.
She removed her clothes and put on a robe.
She was still thinking of Dan's cock when she remembered the notes of the last interview.
The battery in the lap top had gone down and the only copy was in Dan's coat.
Brenda walked to the connecting door and knocked. She listened and heard the shower running.

Slowly Brenda pushed the door open and entered Dan's room.
There on the table were all his crumpled notes.
She started looking for the last interview, finding it just as Dan walked out of the bathroom.
Not hearing the shower turn off she was surprised to see him walk into the room.
He was completely naked and sported a very hard erection.
He looked at her and said, 'You know, men have to masturbate too.'
The sight of Dan's hard cock bouncing in front of him and the thought of him jerking off made her pussy almost gush with hot juice.
Now she was embarrassed again.
'I......I was looking for the last interview......sorry.'
She turned and ran back to her room. In her haste she forgot to close the door behind her.

God she thought, I have to fuck my pussy into oblivion.
She could feel the hot juices running down her legs.
The fragrance of her juices filled the air making her even hotter. It didn't take long in the shower before Brenda was squirming around on the floor.
She slammed her pussy and fingered her asshole.
She came and came thinking about Dan's cock. None of this really satisfied her, she needed to be filled up with something hard and solid.

Drying off quickly, Brenda ran to the bed. Her pussy was still wet and slick.
She grabbed the vibrator and turned it on pounding and pushing it into her pussy.
There was no fore play this time, as she pushed it in as far as it would go turning it on high speed.

Dan sat in his room and went over some of the interviews.
He didn't bother to get dressed or even put on his robe.
Brenda was in the shower and would most certainly go right to bed.
As Dan sat reading the interviews, he heard a noise from Brenda's room.
He recognized the sound, she was using that vibrator again.
Looking at the connecting door, he noticed it was open.
As he walked to the doorway the sound very clear.
Dan looked inside. Brenda's room was almost completely dark, but he could make out the figure on the bed.
He watch for a few minutes as she moved around and moaned quietly. Dan's cock was now hard as a brick.

Slowly and quietly Dan walked into Brenda's room.
Standing next to her bed he could smell her sex in the air, it was so sweet.
One of her hands was squeezing and rubbing her breast while the other held the vibrator deep inside her pussy.
He wanted to touch her but was afraid after her reaction last night.
Dan just watched and listened.
Soon he could make out some of her words.
She was calling his name each time she slammed the vibrator deep inside her pussy.

Dan gently reached down and rubbed one breast, she moaned a soft long sigh.
Bending down he licked the nipple of her breast.
Again she moaned and moved her chest up to him.
He began licking and sucking her whole breast as the inhibitions melted and drifted away. Carefully he took her hand and guided it to his rock hard meat.
Brenda squeezed his cock making the precum squirt from the end.
She pulled and stroked his cock all the while licking her lips.
Dan moved closer and put the tip against her lips.
Brenda open her mouth and tongued the dripping hole in the enlarged cock head.
She licked the precum and closed her lips around the head and sucked his cock hard and wet.

Dan slid around on top of Brenda and gave her full access to his dripping cock.
They was now in a 69 position.
All the while she kept the vibrator going in and out.
Dan put his hand over hers and kept up the rhythm she had set.
Slowly he removed her hand and took over the pumping on his own.
The aroma of her pussy juice almost made Dan cum right there. He had to taste her pussy and swallow the fragrant juices.
Slowly he licked the lips around the vibrator. This is when he noticed she was shaved.

Her pussy was slick and glistened with the wet juice, the skin was soft and sweet.
This was a tremendous turn on for Dan, he had never seen a shaved pussy before.
He licked the juice and savored the aroma.
This made his cock get thicker and harder.
He was about to cum, his balls were hurting with the pressure as his cock started to pulsate.
She had to know he was about to blow his load, but she buried his cock deeper into her mouth.
Well honey, I'm cumming and you know it, so here it is.
With a grunt and slight push Dan shot his boiling hot load of fresh cum right into Brenda's mouth.
She swallowed and swallowed.
Some of Dan's cum drizzled out around her lips.
She kept sucking and pulling on his cock wanting to milk it dry. His balls were empty but his cock was still hard.

Now Dan was eating and licking her pussy like it was his last meal.
He slurped and sucked her juices as Brenda bucked and kicked her legs mashing her pussy into Dan's face.
She screamed as loud as she could with her mouth full of cock.
He could feel her screams reverberating through his cock as she began her orgasm.

Brenda's pussy exploded with a flood of hot steaming juice.
She came so hard Dan couldn't hold the vibrator inside. It shot from his slippery hand across the bed. He pushed his face deeper into her crotch and drank from her gushing fountain.
He drank and swallowed, he had never seen a pussy flow so much has hers.

Finally she took his cock out of her mouth and stroked it slowly.
It was still hard, ready and willing. 'Fuck me, fuck me hard Dan.' She said in a deep throaty voice.

He moved around so his cock would slide in her hot wet dripping pussy.
Brenda turned on her side and lifted her leg.
'No, I want that hard cock in my ass. Fill it up with your granite meat. You don't mind do you?'

'Hell no, I'd love to fuck your succulent ass.'

She pulled her leg up high giving him a full view of her asshole.
God I have to lick and tongue that majestic asshole first.
Getting between her legs, Dan started licking her asshole savoring the fragrance of her natural perfume.
It was all wet and smelled of juices that poured from her pussy, so sweet and warm.
His tongue made small circle motions around the rim.
This excited her even more and had the same effect on him. He couldn't control himself any longer and didn't want to.
Plunging his tongue right into her asshole, Brenda screamed again with delight and pleasure.
The tight muscle of her asshole grabbed his tongue and held it while he pumped it deeper.
Brenda's body convulsed with another great orgasm.
Her whole body shook and trembled as the hot fluids shot out onto Dan's face.

He couldn't take any more, his cock was pounding, he had to bury his meat now.
Climbing up behind her Dan rubbed his cock against her wet pussy spreading her juice and his precum all over the head.
Slowly he pushed the head of his cock into her ass.
The ring of muscle opened up and swallowed his cock.
Shoving in about 4' made Brenda yell with a passion of magnificent splendor.
She kept on moaning and moaning while Dan's cock went deeper and further into her asshole.

Soon his full 8' of meat was buried deep in Brenda's ass.
She moved and wriggled around with her ass pushed against Dan's stomach.
Slowly he pulled out some cock and pushed back in. He never fucked a womans ass before and didn't know what to expect.
Brenda bucked and grabbed his ass pulling him into her.

Dan began with renewed energy and knowledge that she wanted to be fucked hard. He pulled out some and slammed her asshole again.
Each time she would scream with rapture and delight.
Grabbing her hips for leverage Dan began a forceful in and out steady fucking motion. He pumped and fucked, banging and pushing.
His balls once again boiled with hot cum as she squeezed his cock with her muscles.
She could feel his cock pulsating with pressure as he was about to cum.
'Shove it in hard and hold it.
I want to feel your cum shoot in my ass.' She said.
I did as ordered.
I pushed so hard I moved her on the bed.
Then I felt my load cumming from my toes.
It traveled up my legs to my balls and exploded through my cock.
The hot burning fluid came gushing out the end to fill her ass with all I could give her.
My juices squirted back against my stomach, she was filled to over flowing.
My cock kept on squirting and pumping cum. I had never cum that much before.
It felt like my brains were draining out through my cock. I felt dizzy and faint.
If I had been standing I would have fallen down.
She squeezed my cock with ass muscles trying to keep it inside as I pushed with all my strength.

Soon my pumping squirting cock stopped.
Empty of hot cum, it just stayed deep in her asshole.
Brenda began to relax and release the death grip on my cock.
It softened and soon fell out.
Her ass was covered with cum and pussy juice.
The smell of her sex was wonderful and majestic.

I climbed up and kissed her face.
Some of my cum was still on her lips but that didn't bother me at all.
We kissed for a very long time while our bodies calmed down. Brenda looked at him and said, 'We better get cleaned up.'
We showered and cleaned each other, washing some parts faster and more often then necessary.
Returning to the bed we laid down and I held her tight.
Brenda looked at me and said, 'Remember, this never happened. I still think you do a shitty job in your work. But I'll go on assignment with you anytime.'

'OK I said' and squeezed her tight.

She squeezed me back and we slept all night.

Nanny & Me

by KARIM

I was just 14 and curiosity about my sexuality and that of opposite sex was at highest peak.
It was my second year into boarding school in India and I had spent a lot of my free time the year before in the library looking 4 pages of a book called 'The Human BODY'.
I had looked at these pages endlessly every single opportunity I got. 2 pages showing dissection of a man and a woman showing differences in anatomy and other 2 pages showing the drawing of a vagina in detail while the other showed drawing of penis in detail.
I looked at other pages too and I could not help but notice the stages of girls growth by comparing the pictures with my class mates.

Being in a co-ed. boarding, boys slept in different dormitories and gals in different ones.
Even then boys of certain age and class were separated from the others. A nanny was appointed to each room with children below the age of 12. In our building we had 2 nannies.
The older one who I don't remember her name is one I will call Nanny, she was responsible for waking up early and making hot water for our bath when we woke up in the morning.
She also made us the morning coffee which we so much appreciated in such a cold hilly area.
Nanny was definitely more than 26 years older than me. Which then would have been 40 while I was 14.

I do remember I was working hard to prove a girl wrong in my class.
She said that no one can beat her score and that she will always hold the number 1 position and rank in the class.
So I woke up earlier than early every single day and I woke up Nanny so that I could sit in the kitchen near the fire and study as she boiled the water for the boys.
One day I went up to her bed, all the little boys in her room were sleeping as usual. I called out to her 'sister', 'sister'.
We were taught to be polite in school by addressing any of our elders sister or brother if they were other than teachers and they worked for us.
'Sister'.. 'sister'.. she was snoring.. but she looked so beautiful in sleep like a baby.. so I moved my trembling hand and touched her breast covered with her clothes as she was sleeping.. women in India usually sleep with full dress code as they would wear in the day time, they are very very conservative of sexual privacy but curiosity was getting the better of me.
Oh my, it was such a wonderful feeling, her breast felt so soft.. she turned over and I moved my hand away, my throat got dry.. but she just settled and snored again..

I reached for her breast and felt them again and this time she woke up.
This became my normal way of waking her up every morning.
I made sure I woke up much earlier than her so I could touch her more and more every time.
I have no idea whether she knew it or not. I have no idea how we got to this next episode but soon enough I was alone in the kitchen with her.
She was making fire and boiling water as usual.
I have seen this exercise every single day for more than 2 months.
When the fire was ready, I got close to the fire besides her and ever so often our bodies would touch as we sat on the wooden logs in front of the fire.
Some times she would fall asleep even in the 'fire room' as we called it when she sat besides me making hot water.
Soon I found a way to lift her skirts very slowly and gently and sliding my hand in until I touched her panties.

Now that I think about it I know that she knew what I was getting at. 'coz I can remember many times that I touched her panties, they were wet.
Soon my finger was finding its way into her hairy pussy.

One day I pinned her to the ground and lifted her skirt, she made no real effort to get rid of me and I begged to have a look at her pussy.
I pulled down her panties and looked at her red lips peeping through mass black hair.
I put my finger in it and smelled it and licked it.
I have no idea where I got the idea of eating pussy, must have been from looking at erotic magazines that I chanced to glance when I was about 9 years old.

As I licked her pussy, the distinct taste I felt made me feel so high and my penis was so hard that it ached.
I heard her moaning, I knew I was not hurting her, coz she was stronger than me and if she wanted she would have thrown me off.
As I kept licking and sucking her she let out soft words in Tamil along with moans 'ayaaaahh' 'oohhh', 'ammaaaa' (mother), 'ayaaaaahhh mone' (oh yeah son)

I reached for the log that was about 1 and half feet high besides the door and pushed it so that it blocked the door from being opened.
I told her I wanted to feel her pussy.
She was reluctant at first, but I knew from her conserved nature that it was normal.
I got up to her and hugged her and unfastened her blouse from behind, took it off her and pulled the shoulder straps of her bras and exposed her breast which were so well shaped for a woman of her age.
I looked at them with so much adoration.
Then I looked at her face, she was blushing, I could see it even through her dark skin.
She lowered her gaze and I started to suck on them like a baby.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do with them but to suck them.

Then before I knew it she sat me down on that log besides the door and she squatted in front of me and eased my penis into her wet and warm vulva.
The feeling I had is inexplicable.
She sat on me facing me for what seemed to be a long moment and she hugged me.
My penis was hurting even more as it grew within her warm and soft vulva.
She lifted up slowly and her pussy seemed to suck me up with her.
Then she let her self down on me slowly again, and her pussy was so tight.
Now that I think of it she must have been in need of a man for long time, coz she was tight as a virgin.
But she also was really experienced in controlling her muscles, something most young women lack.
Every time she got up her pussy sucked my penis and every time she got down her pussy felt tight again.
Her tummy was withdrawn and I felt like screaming with joy, the feelings I was experiencing were so unique. Up and down, up and down.. as far apart as we were from the fire in that cold fire room, we were both perspiring heavily.
I grabbed one of her breasts and sucked on it as she was going up and down.
She let out gentle moans as she came.
Then she went right on. We were in that position for about 10 minutes and soon we were both done.
She smiled at me and I almost cried with joy.

All boys talked about making love with girls, but I knew they were tellin lies.
For things were very different and much better in reality.

This became our little secret, Nanny and me and we did it over and over, every time it got better and better until she was transferred to girls dormitory about 4 months after our first fuck.

Even at the age of 29 I still remember Nanny and she will stay the best teacher in my life. THE END

The new executive (Part I)

By T Bear ( JULY 99)

I was new to the company and wanted to get settled into my new office and home.
I just moved from DC to California to start with a new company. I was looking forward to the challenge and the money wasn't bad either.
The only problem was that I didnմ know anyone but the people who hired me.

The first week went by fast and I ate in the company's cafeteria for the first week but I wasn't going to do that the following week. I was going to go out and explore my new surroundings.

I was walking out of the building to my car when I say this woman walking toward me.
She had to be in her late thirties or early forties with an hour glass figure with pretty legs and a photogenic face.
She was wearing a navy blue jacket suite with gold buttons and no blouse under her jacket so all you saw was cleavage.
She also had a scarf tied around her neck. Her stockings were black and her skirt was a little over mid thigh but matched the jacket.
She also had blue heels on that must have been 4 inches high.
Her hair was brown and curled neatly around her face and her nails were in the French style.
She was a gorgeous.

I realized that I must have been staring and quickly diverted my eyes.
That would be all I needed was to have a sexual harassment suit against me at my new job.
I thought she was going to walk by me when she stopped in front of me and put her hand out and asked me what my name was.
I told her and she said I must have been new.
I told her yes; I had only been there a week.
She asked me where I was headed and I said to find something to eat.
She asked me if she could take me to lunch but she had a stop to make first.
I said sure.

We walked to her car and I went over to the driver door to help her in but she looked at me and said that she was driving.
I looked into her brown eyes and said that I knew that and that I was just helping her into the car.
I took the keys and unlocked her door and waited for her to get in before I handed her back her keys.
What I really was doing was get a good look at her legs as she swung them into the car.
She looked up at me and said thanks and mumbled that this was different.
I went around to the other side of the car and got in and off we went.

She drove for about 15 minutes and turned down this tree-lined road with some pretty well to do houses on it.
As we were driving we had the ideal chit chat that two new people have before they really get to know each other.
I found out she was divorced and was only at this company for 2 months.
She really didn't know anyone in town and that she heard all about me through the office grapevine.
I asked her if the new was good and she looked at me and said she would let me know and started to smile.
I didn't know how to take this.

We pulled into a circle driveway in front of a large house with big oak doors.
She got out and said come on.
I just looked and said nice house.
She just smiled and said it is just something called home.
She opened the door and kicked off her shoes.
She told me to go sit down and went into another room.
I looked around and was impressed with her taste in furniture and pictures and knickknacks.

She called me from around the corner to come and I did as told.
It turned out to be the kitchen.
She pointed to a plate with a sandwich on it and told me that we would eat on the patio.
I followed her through the sliding glass door to a patio that was along side a very nice pool.
She noticed me looking at the pool and asked if I swam I said yes and she said good, we would go swimming after work.
I said sure.

She sat down with her legs draped over another chair as we ate our food.
Every once is awhile I would sneak a peek at her long legs and she seemed to like that.
She looked me in the eyes and said that we better get moving or we would be late for work.
As we started to walk into the house I thought I heard her mumble something and then sigh.
I let it go.

We made arrangement to meet at the front door after work and the afternoon seemed to drag on for days.
Finally it was time to go and I hurried to the front door.
She was already there and asked if I was ready to go.
I said yes but that I had to stop by my apartment to get my bathing suit.
She said donմ worry she had some at the house that would fit me.
I just looked at her.
She grabbed my arm and said come on it is Friday and she promised not to bit, then smiled and said much.

I followed her back to her house and we went inside.
Again she kick off her shoes as soon as she came through the door.
She then took off her suit jacket and dropped it on a chair.
She looked back at me since I hadnմ moved from the door and said come on.

I followed as her blouse was dropped on the floor.
Then her skirt was laid on the kitchen counter.
Before she got to the door she stopped and took off her panty hose.
She opened the door to the patio and walked through.
She took off her bra and turned around and through it at me and asked if I was body shy before jumping into the water.
When she surfaced she looked at me a said well.
Not wanting to feel left out I go undress and jumped into the cool water and swam to her.

She swam to me and hoped out of the water and placed her hands on my head.
Her breasts were in my face and she pushed me under the water.
We played and swam together naked and free from the hassles of work.
We must have stayed in the pool for a couple of hours because the lights came on automatically in the pool.
She looked at me and asked if I was hungry and I said starved.
We both got out of the pool and went into the house.
The air conditioning was on and when she turned around her nipples we standing up and inviting me to put them into my mouth.
She saw me looking and asked me what was on my mind.
I told her that I was having a hard time being around her with no clothes on.
She looked down and said I see.
I looked and found that I was getting harder by the second.

She reached up and cupped her breast and asked if her body looked okay to me.
I said it was fantastic.
She called me a liar and I asked her why.
She said if she looked that good, I would be over by her and taking me in my arms.

I quickly closed the gap between us and slowly took her in my arms. Feeling her soft skin touching mine.
Her bear arms moved over my arms and sides.
Her breast and nipples flatten against my chest.
Our stomachs came together and as they met on our embrace, they trapped my erect cock between them.
My lips finally met her soft supple ones and she kissed me passionately yet very hungrily as our passion quickly took off.

She parted her lips and our tongues entwined as we tried to suck the last breath form each other.
I ran my hand down her spine to the small of her back and pressed her even closer to me.
I broke the kiss and stared to kiss her neck and ears.
First the right side then the left. I worked my way down to her shoulders.

She turned around and back up into me as I started kissing her neck again and feeling her soft butt cheeks against my erect member.
She took my hands in hers and placed them on her breast.
I caught her nipples in between my fingers and closed them while listen to her moan.
I took my right hand away and ran it along her stomach and over her pubic hair.
I cupped her mound before running a finger up her seam.
She pushed her butt back into my overly excited member.

As I ran my finger along her seam again, her lips parted like a butterflyճ wing and I could feel her hot liquid wetness cover my finger.
I stuck it into her whole and started to rub upward all the while kiss and nibbling her neck and shoulder.
She started chanting that's it, that's it, until I felt her body go taught as her orgasm racked through her.

After her breathing returned to almost normal she spun around to face me.
She kissed me again with excitement then broke it off and started to kiss my neck.
She moved to my chest and licked my nipples.
She then took hold of my member and started to pump it up and down with her hand.
She kissed her way down my stomach, as she slowly kneeled in front of me.
She licked my member from my balls to the tip causing me to moan loudly.
She never broke eye contact with me as she did this again.
This time when she got to the head to put it in her mouth.
The feeling was like putting my cock in soft, hot and wet velvet.
The rush was tremendous and made me weak at the knees.
I put my hand on a counter to steady myself as she took more of me into her mouth.
She started bobbing her head up and down in a slow motion.

She took me out of her mouth and looked into my eyes and said, I am going to make you cum now with the confidence of a lady in charge.
I just smiled and said go ahead, thinking what was the bad side to this argument.
She then put me back into her mouth and started bobbing again.
This time after about the fourth bob she took almost all of me into her mouth.
I had never experienced this before and came like there was no tomorrow.
My knees finally gave out and I sank to the floor.

She disengaged herself from me and crawled up on me.
With her lying on top of me, I rolled her over and kissed her, tasting her and me.
I started to kiss and nibble my way down her body. I enjoyed the way she moved under me.
Enjoying every touch or nip as I moved closer to her Garden of Eden.

When I finally got to her thighs, which were muscular and firm, I nibbled on the inside portion first one then the other.
I then took the tip of my tongue and light lick upward.
She moaned and spread her legs farther apart.
I did this a couple of more times and her lips became excited and full and they open to give way to her treasures.
I flattened my tongue this time and applied more pressure as I licked upward.
I felt her legs going over my shoulder and her hips started to rise up off the floor from my oral attack.
I placed two fingers at her entrance and she moved her hips along their length as I rolled her clit between my lips.
Occasionally sucking on it as she moaned and twisted her body from side to side.

I liked this lady she wasn't afraid of enjoying herself.
She placed her hands on the back of my head and started to hump my face.
Her breathing became erratic; her hips were totally off the floor.
Her thighs open and closed around my head. Her body started to shack and she yelled at the top of her lungs and her body came crashing down on the floor.

After she recovered she asked me to help her up.
She took me by the hand and led me to the shower.
As we walked toward the bathroom she said she didn't normally do this but she was glad she had and that I was good.
I put my arms around her and stepped into the shower to start round two.
I whispered into her ear that she hadn't seen the best part of me yet, with that I closed the shower door.

She turned around to face me and put her arms around my waist to draw me to her.
My cock was now pressed between us and she looked up and kissed my awaiting mouth.
She then started to kiss down my body.
She started at my neck, then chest, running her gifted tongue around my nipples.
She started to kneel and as she did she caught my member between her breast letting it slid up and down in the valley of her chest. Lubricated by the water.
She pushed her breast together and I felt like I was enveloped in a bed of rose petals.

She then moved lower and took the tip of my now raging hard on into her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around it making me moan with lust and satisfaction.
She then took it out of her mouth and licked the length of my shaft and proceeded down to my heavy balls.
She licked them and them took one the other in turn in her wet, warm mouth.

The excitement this woman was giving me was too much and I pulled her up to her feet.
I turned her around and placed one of her foot up on the side of the tub.
She placed her hands on the shower wall and I entered her with one slow stroke.
The folds of her womanhood invited me in like a baker's warm oven to undone bread.
She bared down on my member and her muscle felt like a velvet-covered vise.
Soft yet unyielding grip that wouldnմ let me go.
I grabbed her hips with my hands and for every thrust I did she pushed back on me, hungrily and with passion that I never felt before.
We both couldnմ take anymore and sounding like to lions in the wild we moaned and came together.

She lowered her leg and flattened herself against the wall with me attached to her.
We got our breath back and washed each other lovingly before getting out and toweling off.
We went back into the kitchen to eat and then find what other rooms needed to be made love in.


I went into the company cafeteria for lunch as I occasionally do and started to eat.
At the table next to mine there were a couple of woman chatting.
I donմ normally eavesdrop but they were laughing and sounding like they were having a good time.

It turned out that they were talking about some guy that came for an interview with the company.
I was thinking, is that all they had to do until they started to describe him.
He was about 6'1"with wide shoulder and a narrow waist. Big brown eyes that they said could melt you.
They said that he also had a way with people and that all the secretaryճ hope he get hired. I started to laugh at these women until I thought of my situation.

Here I was in my early 40's and divorced, with a good job nice house and no one to share my live with.
I couldn't even remember the last time I had a date not to mention some toe curling, loud moaning, make me scream your name, sex.

I wasn't a bad looking woman at least that is what I thought. I still work out fighting middle age spread and could still turn a head or two.
I called my secretary in to take a memo and she started talking about this guy to.
Now I was known as the Ice Queen but she was even pickier than I was.
So hearing her talk about this guy got my juices going.

It turns out that he was apply for a new executive position and was brought by my office by the company president to meet me.
She said that he went out of his way to say hi to her and that he was polite and very charming.
He seemed different than all the other guys that applied for the job and maybe it was because he was from out of town.
She said he had this way about him that when he entered a room your eyes just were drawn to him. Not that he was that good looking but he had this presence. She then bent down and whispered in my ear that her panties were soaked when he left.
Now she has never said anything like that before and now I was hoping he would get hired.

My secretary also said that I might want to check him out and I said no.
She looked at me and asked me straight out when was the last time I got my socks screwed off.
I yelled her name and said that wasnմ her business and as she was leave you looked back at me a said smiling that is why they call you the Ice Queen. I throw my pen at her but she was already out the door.
We kid each other like this every once in a while but never to this level before.
Now I was feeling a little lonely.

A month had gone by and the buzzing about that guy had started in the halls again.
I hadn't seen him but the ladies were talking about how he open doors and greets them all no matter what their status was at the company.
He even notice when the got a new hair due.
They all were talking about how he was single and here alone in town from Washington DC.
They all would laugh and said he didnմ have to be alone that he could park his slippers under their bed anytime.

Even my secretary came into my office on Thursday and said that she saw that guy again and how she had dropped some papers on the floor and he picked them up and told her to just sort them into the proper order.
He then smiled at her and told her to have a good day and then held the door open for her to walk through.

Continued - but unfortunately Part II could not be recovered

The Train Ride

by T Bear ( JUNE 99)

(His view)

We had a fight, maybe it was that we had been apart or we just have been working to hard.
We had scheduled a trip together, a get to know you sort of trip.
We are scheduled to take a train from Maryland to LA then get on a plan to Hawaii.

I told her that I was going and I didnմ care if she came or not and walked out regretting said what I said right afterwards.
At work I felt guilty and knew that she didnմ deserve that kind of treatment.
I picked up the phone to call and apologies but being a man with all that pride I hung it up.
Half the day went by and I still hadnմ called nor had I heard from her.
My stomach was in knots and I didnմ want to lose her, especially since it was so early in our relationship.

I bought some flowers and went to the house. I open the door and called out her name but you werenմ there. Feeling bad and looking at my watch, I went and packed and headed for the train station.

I went and checked in and went over to what was supposed to be our compartment. It wasnմ a sleeping compartment but it was secluded from other passengers. I sat down and took out some work hoping she would show up so I could apologies.

I heard the trains whistle go off and felt the lurch of the train but there was no sign of her.
I took out some work and started to work on it, resigning my self that I screwed up and probably lost the best thing that happen to me.

As I was crunching numbers the door open but I didnմ look up afraid of being disappointed by seeing it was someone else or the conductor handing me a Dear John letter.

All of a sudden a shadow feel over me and I heard a female voice asked if they could sit down and pointed to the chair across from me.
I said sure not looking up right away.
As I raised my eyes, starting at her feet and then her calves finally to the muscular thighs.
Looking at the flare of her womanly hips, the narrow waist to the white summer dress with a flower design, to the swells of her breast.
The very feminine neck to her pretty face and penetrating green eyes and thick brown hair. I just had to smile but something was wrong.
She pretended to act like she was a complete stranger.
I guess I was really in the doghouse but something told me that I wasnմ but to go with it.

She sat and crossed her right leg over her left, pulling the hem of the summer dress she was wearing over her bent knee.
I pretended to keep working and looked down at my papers.
After about 15 minutes I guess I wasnմ showing her enough attention and she let the heel of her right sandal come off.
There she was sitting across from me giving me a view of a leg and dangling a shoe, knowing that would get my attention.

I knew the game now she wanted me to beg.
She was going to teach me a lesson and she wanted me to know she was in charge.
I still pretended to look at my papers while taking glances at her leg swing back and forth with that dang shoe dangling.
After a couple of minutes of that she uncrossed her legs and cross the left over the right being sure that I could see her thigh before smoothing out her dress again.

I glanced at her face but she was reading a book she took out of her pocket book.
I saw a trace of a smile but it quickly went away, she was enjoying this.
After what seemed like an eternity the train went into a tunnel and the cabin went dark.
When the daylight came back through the windows I looked over at her. It seemed like she was showing more cleavage than I remembered when she sat down.

About 10 minutes later the train went into another tunnel and we were plunged into darkness again.
I looked over at her again and it seem that I remembered her wearing stocking but they to were removed or did she have any on.
My mind is starting to race and my pants have started to become uncomfortable.

I have to admit at this point I was looking forward to the next tunnel but I had no idea whether there was one or not.
I looked at her face and she was biting her lower lip. So I know that there was more to come.
I wasnմ sure how far she would go but she definitely had a devilish grin on her face.

About 20 minutes later we did go through another tunnel, when we came out of it I watched as she put something white in her bag.
I didnմ get a good look at it and wonder what it was. Then I found out.
She uncrossed her legs and fluffed her dress.
I got a view of her most private parts.
The parts that had given me hours of pleasure just the night before.

She looked me straight in the face and smiled.
Then she went back to reading her book.
Her she was driving up the wall and she was reading a dam book.
She then got up and went to the window.
She leaned over so that she could look out, knowing that the back of her dress would rise and give me a better view of the back of her legs.
I felt beads of sweat on my forehead.
It was getting really hot in here. I thought about what I should do.
Well I looked at her legs from her ankle to what the dress had uncovered.
She was in control but I was determined to get a little control back.

I put my papers down and moved to sit on the front of my seat.
I was just behind her about an arms reach away.
I notice that she was keeping up the heat by changing her weight from one foot to the other, flexing and un-flexing her legs.

I bent down and lightly touched the back of her closes ankle, not sure whether I would get slapped or not for the way that I treated her earlier.
There was no slap so I got a little braver.
I slowly and lightly made circles with just the tips on my fingers up her calf.
Still not convinced that I wouldnմ get slapped.
When I got to the back of her knee I felt her buckle just a tad.
I knew that from then on she had just released control to me.

I repeated what I just did to the other leg and again at the back of the knee I felt a buckle, a little more distinctive this time.
I got a lot more courage now and I knelt down behind her and placed a hand on the out side of each of her legs.
I ran them up the sides, from her ankles to her hips raising the dress with my forearms.
When I got to her hips and looked at what the dress revealed I realized that the white object she put in her bag were her panties.
I took a good long look at the back of her legs and her butt.
All that work in the gym really paid off.
She had an incredible body and right now it was all mine.

All of this was still a surprise to me because she is very conservative outside the house.
She didnմ mind showing affection mind you but sex in the great out doors was something all together different.
Some parts of me felt like I had awakened a sleeping giant and I wonder if I will be able to handle it. Only time will tell and I plan to spend a lot of that with her.

I took both of my hands and placed them on both sides of her left ankle and proceeded to run them up her thigh. I then switched legs and did the same to the right.
When I got to the top of her right thigh it was soaked.
She was more turned on than I thought.
I slowly cupped her mound and pressed upward.
She was running like a faucet and I heard her suck some air into her lungs.

I reached up with my hands and grabbed her shoulder and stood her straight up.
I started nibbling on her neck and earlobes.
I whispered into her ear that I was sorry and what did she want me to do to make it up to her.

She turned around to face me and said that I should be sorry and to never walkout on her again until we talk everything out.
Then she got a wild look in her eye.
She said if I wanted to make up with her there was only one thing I could do at this point.

I was willing to do anything and told her I would do what ever she wanted me to do.
With that said she put her right foot on her seat, kind of sat and stood at the same time on the windowsill.
She then took her left hand and grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up just above her pubic hair.
She then took her right hand and grabbed the back of my head and brought it to her face.
I thought she was going to kiss me but her face slid by my lip and she started nibbling on my ear while whispering in it.
She told me to get down on my knees and eat her like I never had done before because she needed some relief.

I knelt down and took in her essences through my nose.
I then looked up at her and saw a wide eye look on her face of anticipation.
I then lowered my head and dove right it. She still had her hand on the back of my head and was pushing my face to the spots she wanted touched by my tongue and lips.
I heard her say over and over thatճ it baby, keep it up.
I felt her whole body tense and then spasm. I had to steady her to keep her from falling on me.

I then stood and kissed her letting her taste herself from my lips.
She kissed me hungrily and I knew we werenմ finished.
She pushed me into my seat and worked on my belt and pants. She pulled my pants down to my knees.
Straddled me as she lifted her dress to her waist and knelt over my now very hard erection.
She grabbed me with her hand and placed the other on my shoulder for balance.
She placed me at her entranced and I could feel the heat radiating from her.
She then sat on me.
My cock went all the way in, with on stroke.
She was wet and hot and I felt like I was being wrapped in warm silk.

We stated off slow looking into each other eyes.
Our lips sometimes lightly touching other times smashed together with force and passion.
We picked up the tempo and you could hear our skin smacking together.
We were lost in a world of ecstasy where only she and I could go.
She wiggled her top down and placed her left breast in my mouth that I gladly accepted.
I then moved to the right and that sent her off.
Her whole body tensed for the second time today and mine did at the same time.
She trough her head back and let out a low guttural moan.
I couldnմ stand it anymore and came with her.

After our intense orgasms I looked at the window and noticed it was fogged except for her butt cheek prints from earlier.
I kissed her and told her we needed to open the window.
She smiled a wicked smile and told me thatճ how we got into this situation in the first place.
We put ourselves back together and held each other until we got to LA.



The Train Ride Her View

We had a fight, maybe it was that we had been apart or we just have been working to hard.
We had scheduled a trip together, a get to other better.
We are scheduled to take a train from Maryland to LA then get on a plan to Hawaii.

The nerve of him talking and treating me like I was a child.
I donմ need this from any man.
My life was fine before I met him.
I sat in on the couch almost in tears and started to think if I should go on this trip.
We really havenմ seen too much of each other since he moved up to Maryland with my crazy hours and him getting settled with a new job and home.

There is something about this man that I like.
He is manly yet very boyish at the same time.
Confident yet insecure but he makes me feel so safe in his arms, like nothing will ever go wrong when he is near.

I decide that I wanted this man but that he had to pay for talking to me like he did.
I started to pack and think about what I was going to do to him.
Then it came to me.
I was going to make this man beg to have me back in his life.
I wasnմ sure how I was going to do this but I would come up with something.

I put on some white lace panties and matching bra.
A white summer dress, that has rose pattern on it that comes down to my knees.
I let my hair down because I know he likes that.
And put on some stocking and flats.
I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw and new he would want me when he saw me.

I looked at my watched and had to hurry to get to the train as I was walking out the door I notice a piece of paper on the coffee table with a bouquet of flowers.
I didnմ notice this when I got back from the store.
I read the note and it said that he was sorry and to please forgive him and join him at the train he didnմ know how he was going to make it up to me but he would.
Knowing that he is a man of his word and that he is already begging, I think I am going to have fun on this trip.

I get to the train a couple of minutes before it was scheduled to leave, check in and had the conductor show me to our compartment.
The compartment had two bench seats facing each other and he was sitting there on my right.
I ask the conductor if anyone else was going to be joining us and he said no.

I let the conductor go into the compartment and ask him for his ticket while he puts my bags away.
The conductor held the door open for me and I walk in and lock the door behind me.
He is looking at some papers and not paying any attention to me so I walk over and cast a shadow over him while asking if I can sit in the seat across from him.

He slowly looked up starting at my feet and taking in my calves, thighs, hip, waist and breast and then my face.
I am proud of the work I have been doing in the gym and I know he likes what he sees because when he gets to my face he is smiling.
I pretend not to notice and sit across from him.
Boy was I going to torture him. All in the name of love.

I sit down and cross my right leg over my left one watching out the corner of my eye his reaction.
He is still looking at his papers but I see his eyes darting to my tone calf.
He is a sucker for my legs.
After 10 minutes he seems to be engrossed in his papers so I reach in my bag and take out the paper novel that I had been reading.
While doing this I let my heel of my right shoe come off and dangle my shoe while swing my leg back and forth trying to hypnotize him.

I have to admit that he was playing it cool.
He would steal glances at my leg but he wouldnմ make it obvious.
I decided to heat things up a little and uncrossed my legs.
I started to cross my left leg over my right but raised it hirer than necessary to show him a muscular thigh. I saw him looking and then to my face but I looked away.
I saw him squirm in his seat knowing that I got a reaction out of him.
Boy do I feel good.
I am not sure how much more of this I can take though, I feel the temperature rising myself.

All of a sudden the train goes into a tunnel and the compartment is black.
Thinking quickly I pull the shoulder of my sundress down to the top of my arms showing a lot more cleavage than when I came through the door.
I wish I had a camera.
His eyes seem to pop out of his head when he realized what was going on.
A couple of minutes later we went into another tunnel.
I quickly took my shoes off and pulled my stocking off.
Putting them in my bag I grabbed my sandals that I had and put them on instead of my flats.

When we came out of that tunnel I could tell that he was confused and I felt sorry for him but I wasnմ finished yet.
In fact he didnմ stand a chance.
I figured that I would pay him back for all the teasing heճ put me through.

I acted like I was reading my book because I hadnմ thought about what I was going to do next.
I started thinking about what we did last night.
The way he touches me with those wonderful hands.
His mouth on mine while his tongue exploring my mouth, neck and earlobes.

I love when he grabs my breast, with passion yet gentle not to cause me any pain.
Then he licks them all over never touching my nipples until I moan.
This guy knows how to drive me wild. I love to feel his hands on my bear back and my legs.
He just has this way of needling my flesh to make it warm and wanting.
I love the fact that everywhere his hands go his tongue is not far behind, given me goose bumps and shivers as he explores my body.
If he only knew that my teasing him got me excited more than it did him.
I donմ know whether it is the way he makes me feel or the fact that I have gone to long without but right now he could do with me what he wanted to.

The train hit a bump and I come back to reality realizing that my little daydream had soaked my panties.
All of a sudden we plunged into darkness, another tunnel.
I took this opportunity to take my panties off and just as I was slipping them in my bag we came out of the tunnel.
I tried to hide them but decided not to, letting it slide a little out of my hands.

I have never been one to have sex out in public but like I said I have been to long without and he has away of making anything feel all right to do or try.
I looked at his face and determined that he hadnմ recognized what I had done.
Just like a man, put something under their nose and they just donմ get it.
I decided to help him out.
I uncrossed my legs and open them slightly, fluffed my dress picking it up high enough so that he could see that I didnմ have any panties on.
I donմ know who got more out of it, Him or me.
The cool air rushed up my skirt attempting to put out a fire that started to burn deep within.

I looked over at him and smiled.
I pick up my book as I did I looked in his lap and noticed that I was having an affect on him.
This was good because I needed relief soon.
I donմ know how much more of this I could take.
I was running like a faucet wondering if he could sense my excitement.

After a couple more minutes of me being on firer I had to speed thing up.
I put my book down and got up and walked to the window.
I leaned forward to pretend to look down the tracks, hoping that he would get the hint.
I could feel my juiceճ starting to run down the inside of my thigh.
Man does he keep me wet and he hasnմ even touched me yet.

I looked out the corner of my eye and saw him put down his papers.
Other than the obvious signs in his lap, he was acting very cool.
Dam I hate that about him.
Right now I wanted him to raise my skirt and plunge his tongue in my pussy and give me some relief.
He moved to the edge of his seat, he reached out one of his arms but I didnմ know what he was going to do.
Thatճ another thing I liked about him, he keep me guessing.

I felt him touch me on my right ankle very lightly.
Electricity shoot up my legs to the heat of my desire.
I suck in a cool breath of air hoping he wouldnմ hear me.
He stopped for a second and I was wondering what he was doing then he started torturing me.
He made little circle with the tips of his fingers up my calf.
If I wasnմ already on fire he would have started one. I closed my eyes and concentrated on his touch all the while grabbing the windowsill with a death grip.
I wanted to scream at him to just take me but I still wasnմ sure how far I would let this go.
This is so unlike me.

I open my eyes and looked in his direction and notice that he wasnմ there.
I started to panic.
Did he leave or is he going to give me what I need right now some relief.
I really wanted some relief, not thinking about where I was or about what I was doing.
I was a woman in heat and with a strong need.

All of a sudden I felt his hands on the outside portion of each leg. He started to run is hands up my legs.
I felt the back of my legs getting cooler but the rest of me was getting hotter.
I realize that my dress was coming up my legs as his hands were.
He moved his hand all the way up to my hips and the cool air on my ass and pussy gave me a quick second of relief but I needed more.

I also came to the conclusion that all this time on the train we havenմ said a word to each other.
I wasnմ sure that I wanted to tell him to just take me.
Maybe he would get the hint or read my mind and just plug in.

He put both of his hands around my left ankle and started to move them up my leg. He was sent electric bolts right to my gut.
He got to my upper thigh and I was waiting for him put a finger or something in me to relieve some of the tension. Instead he did the same thing to my right leg.
He got up to about mid thigh and I knew he could feel my juices running down my thigh.

His hands went to my pussy and he started to rise.
I was waiting to feel his tongue, finger, cock, or something penetrate me.
My state of arousal was unbelievable high and I was ready to rip his clothes off as well as mine.
He just cupped my mound and I know that my juices cover his hand.
I havenմ been this excited in years.

His hand left my aching pussy, leaving me to the point of violent frustration.
I felt his hands on my shoulder, straightening me up. My breast longed to be touch and I just new he was going to reach around me a grab them like he has many times before.
Instead he started nibbling on my neck, knowing that makes me even hotter.
He then started on my earlobe and whispers that he is sorry for treating me so badly.
He also said he would do anything I want him to do to get back into my good graces.

I turned around to face him.
I looked up into those big brown eyes and told him that he should be.
I told him as far as getting back into my good graces he would have to worship me.

He looked at me puzzled.
I raised my right leg and put it on my seat.
I took the hem of my dress in my left hand and raised above my pubic hair.
I put my right hand on his shoulder and leaned against the windowsill.
The warm flesh on my butt pressed against the window.
I moved my right hand to the back of his head and told him to kneel down and lick me like he has never has before to give me some relief.

He knelt and grabbed my ass to pull me closer. When his tongue made contact with my pussy, I exploded to a wrenching orgasm.
All that anticipation really makes a girl hot.
I wasnմ finished yet and I used my hand to guide his head and tongue to hit all of my sensitive spots.
He sure knows how to make a girl scream his name.

He brought me to another earth shattering orgasm but I needed to feel him in me now.
I pushed his head away and he asked what was wrong.
I told him nothing that I just needed to feel him in me.
I pushed him into his seat. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his zipper.
I made him raise his hips to pull his pants down to his knees.
I then knelt over his lap and raised my dress to my waist.
I took hold of his pulsating manhood and guided to my opening.
I was still running like a faucet.
I put the head into my opening and sat down.
The feeling of him filling me up was glorious.

We started out at a slow pace.
I wiggled my dress down past my breast and placed my left nipple into his mouth.
Then I did the same with the right.
That really turned me on and I picked up the tempo.

This was exciting.
Someone outside looking in would have gotten a good look.
Anyone could come through the door at any minute, as it was we could here them walk past the door.

I really started getting into it and picked up the tempo more.
I started to sweat and say beads of sweat on his forehead.
I was close now and I told him.
I felt wave after wave of orgasm wrench through my whole body.
I felt him tense in me and come at the same time, which really sent me off.

We sat there for awhile catching our breath.
I leaned back and looked into his eyes and we both started to laugh.
I donմ like to argue but making up with this man sure is fun.