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Lexie was working with a technician in the lab when her plant manager, Bob, and the president of their company, Brian, walked in.

“Good morning boss! Good morning Mr. President!”

Both nodded their greetings and Bob asked her “Is something wrong with our analyser?”

“No. We had a preventive maintenance yesterday and Tom here is doing a performance check, that’s all.”

“How long will it be down?”

“It’s not really down, just busy and it’ll take about an hour. Is that a problem?”

Then, it was Brian’s turn to talk. “We have a customer complaint and I have a sample for you to analyse. I was hoping you could run it quickly.”

“Well, the sample prep is about an hour anyway so this won’t interfere. Do you have the sample here with you? I can get the sample prep going right away.”

Brian handed over a small bag of the sample.

“Who is the customer? What are they saying is wrong?”

“Let’s just see the analysis, shall we?”

Baffled by the secrecy, Lexie nonetheless nodded and took the sample to another part of the lab to start the preparation. The two bosses followed her and Brian said “Lexie, I need to ask you to not disclose anything about this sample to anyone else, understood?”

Lexie, still baffled, simply nodded. Then she said “You can trust me to be discreet. But please tell me you’re not going to wait around for the whole hour!”

Bob, understanding that Lexie would have other things to focus on during that time, took Brian away, saying “We’ll be in my office” as they left.

An hour later, the sample, as well as a standard were ready to run and the analyser check finished. First, Lexie ran the standard and, when satisfied that the analyser was reading exactly right, she put the sample in and started the analysis. As she watched the results coming on the screen, she asked Tom “You know how you always take a copy of our database as an emergency backup? Do you do that with all our plants?”

Tom, having nodded at the first question, answered the second question with “absolutely. I do that with all customers! It’s benefited quite a few over the years.”

“Think you could leave me a copy of our other plants’ databases? I mean, I’d never ask you for a competitor’s database but our own company? I’d like to compare our results with others and see how the trace elements differ from plant to plant. It’s just a cool thing to see, you know? And I could compare calibrations and see where I could improve ours.”

“Sure, I see no harm in that. Do you have a flash drive?”

Lexie handed Tom a flash drive and he copied the databases of the other four plants onto it.”

“Here you go! Now I’ll be on my way. See you in 6 months!”

Lexie grabbed the print out of the analysis that had just finished, walked Tom to the elevator and then went back to her office. Plugging the flash drive into her computer, she got to work. Lexie could not believe what she was seeing. All evidence pointed to one of her counterparts deliberately falsifying results. Extracting some data from all plants and preparing some graphs to prove her point, Lexie didn’t even stop for lunch. Then, with a heavy heart and several printed pages, she headed to her plant manager’s office.

After knocking and being invited in, Lexie sat down at the table where Bob and Brian were sitting. She handed the analysis to Brian. He said “Help me out here, how bad is this?”

“It’s out of spec.”

“Out of our internal specs?”

“No. Out of external spec. This is really bad.”

“Any chance it could be wrong? After all, you just had the analyser down for maintenance.

“No, I also ran a standard and it turned out perfect. This is as bad as it looks.”

“It does confirm what the customer said.”

Bob, getting worried, asked “and that’s our product?”

Lexie shook her head “No, it’s from Winnipeg.”

Surprised, Brian looked at her “How do you know that?”

“Trace elements are like a fingerprint, unique to each plant. There’s no doubt it’s from Winnipeg. But there’s worse.”

“Worse than our customers getting off spec product?”

“Yes sir.”

“Tell me.”

“I suspect there’s been foul play.”

“What kind of foul play?”

“Results tampering.”

Bob spoke up “That’s a pretty strong accusation Lexie. Do you have proof?”

Lexie swallowed hard. “Yes, I do.” And she proceeded to demonstrate her proof with graphs and print outs from the five plants across Canada. As she was talking, Lexie noticed that while Bob had seemed surprised, Brian didn’t seem all that surprised. When she was done, Lexie simply sat back and waited.

Bob, having also noticed, asked “Brian, what’s going on here? You don’t look surprised by all this!”

“Someone called the ethics hotline from a pay phone in Winnipeg, refusing to give their name. All they said was that we should investigate Chris and all the complaints he’s been sweeping under the rug. They said that it was odd that no product was ever out of target anymore. One of our customers, tired of getting the run around illegal bahis from the plant, sent a sample to an outside lab and they called me directly. All of this happened in the last few days. I knew I was coming here today and that I could trust you to figure it out. I didn’t expect you to have all this proof in such a short time though. I’m impressed.”

“Thank you.”

“No, thank you. But now I have to ask you something.”

Lexie nodded, figuring he’d ask her to keep this all quiet while he figured out how to deal with Chris and the customers.

“I’d like for you to come with me to Winnipeg to deal with this. I’d like for someone I trust to take over temporarily. I know you don’t want to move there permanently but sure would appreciate if you could cover for a few months. Can I count on you? I know tomorrow is Friday but we really can’t let this continue.”

As they discussed the details and made plans, Lexie couldn’t help but feel flattered about the trust, feel excited about the adventure and feel scared, all at the same time. She’d never helped fire anyone before and didn’t really like that part of things. But looking into Brian’s beautiful and calm blue eyes made it seem all fine. Lexie brought herself back down to earth, telling herself “Come on girl, he’s the president of your company and he’s wearing a wedding band, he’s off limits.”

By the end of the day, Lexie was packing up everything she’d need to be in Winnipeg for a few months. Early the next day, she was on a plane with Brian. He’d picked her up at home and been a gentleman all the way, opening doors and ensuring everything was just right for her. They got to the plant in Winnipeg just before 10 am. Once there, a surprised plant manager listened to the proof presented by Lexie and Brian. By his dumbfounded look, Lexie figured he had had no clue what had been happening. Brian, obviously coming to the same conclusion told him what the next steps would be. Before the morning was over, Chris had been fired and Lexie had been told to clean up all the data and really evaluate how much product was out of spec and how much was fine. She was also to ensure that there was no chance of continuing to produce or ship any product out of spec. On his end, Brian was working with Sales and Marketing on a plan to communicate with customers and do damage control. They worked tirelessly for hours.

At 5:30 pm, Lexie was pleasantly surprised when Brian came to the office where she’d been working and gave her some pizza and a choice of pop. Smiling and winking at her, he’d said “The least I can do when keeping you at work so late on a Friday night is feed you.” He’d asked her if she was okay, if there was anything he could do to help and had expressed his appreciation with her work. Then, he’d let her continue.

It was close to 10 pm when they finally left the plant and made their way to the hotel their company always used. As they made their way to the entrance, a very drunk Chris appeared.

“I knew you’d be coming here sooner or later. Hey Lex, how does it feel to be a traitor? You wanted my job, is that it?” Lexie froze. Then Brian positioned himself between her and Chris and tried to calm Chris and get him to leave. Chris, in his drunken state, wasn’t listening and kept badgering both Lexie and Brian.

Fortunately, the hotel staff noticed and came out to assist, calling up a taxi from the waiting line. Brian told Lexie to go inside with their luggage and went to talk to the driver and gave him money to drive Chris home while the hotel staff talked Chris into getting into the taxi.

When Brian came into the hotel lobby, he went to Lexie and gently asked “Are you okay?”

Lexie tightened her jacket around her and just nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Brian touched her cheek and said “I won’t let him get anywhere near you, okay?”

Lexie looked into his eyes and saw genuine concern there and a warmth that Lexie could feel coming through his fingers on her cheek. She nodded again “Thanks”.

“Let me get us some rooms. I’ll be right back.”

Brian then went to the counter and asked for a pair of adjoining room, saying that he wanted that to make sure Lexie would feel safe. The hotel staff looked sheepish and said that there wasn’t any adjoining rooms available.

“We have a big convention in town this week, the hotels in this area are pretty full.”

“Does that mean you have nothing?”

“No, not quite. We do have a suite with two rooms. Normally it would be $450. If you were to take two adjoining rooms, it would cost you $175 per room so we could let you have the suite for $350, same as the two rooms. It’s the best we can do tonight. We’re sorry.”

“You said this suite has two separate rooms?”

“Yes sir.”

“Okay, we’ll take it.”

After filling out the mandatory paperwork and paying for the room, Brian came back to Lexie with the keys and explained the situation.

Lexie nodded and followed Brian up to their suite. Once they got inside, Lexie had to admire the luxury in the suite. It had a main illegal bahis siteleri room with a small kitchen and living room. Then, two doors which led to the bedrooms, each with its own ensuite.

“I’ll let you pick.” Brian ‘s voice startled her and she quickly turned around to face him.

Brian walked up to her and said “Chris really rattled you out there, didn’t he?”

“He did a bit. I think I’m just tired.”

“All right. Why don’t you take the room on the left, it looks a little more feminine than the one on the right. And we can sleep in tomorrow morning. We’ll go to the plant only in the afternoon for a while. Does that work for you?”

Lexie smiled “Yes it does. Thanks. That room does look nice.”

Lexie went to her room and quickly undressed to take a shower. Within half an hour, fresh out of the shower and, wrapped in the hotel provided thick bathrobe, she was feeling much better. She was surprised to find that there was no television in her room so she snuck into the living room, intending to have a quick peek at the weather network and then go back to her room.

She quickly found the channel and was watching the local forecast when Brian came out of his room, also draped in a thick bathrobe.

“Can’t sleep?”

“Curious about the weather forecast actually. Haven’t tried sleeping yet.”

“I’m a bit wired myself. Mind if I join you?”

“Not at all. Isn’t it kind of weird that there’s no tv in the rooms?”

“There is one in mine. Are you sure there isn’t one in yours?”

“I didn’t see one.”

Brian got up and went to see. “You do have one, right there on the wall!” Then he realized the implication of that statement and said “Not that I don’t want you to come out to the living room but how could you miss this?” By then, he was chuckling.

Lexie got up and stood next to him and looked at the wall. The tv was actually embedded in the wall.

Embarrassed, Lexie admitted “I didn’t pay much attention, I thought that was a mirror.”

Laughing, Brian hugged her and said “I guess that’s what happens when your boss works you too hard.” Then, he kissed her on the forehead. It was very sweet and Lexie found herself wanting more but not daring to say anything.

Brian broke the embrace. “I’ve been known to give very relaxing back rubs. Considering all the work you did today for me, let me repay you with one. I won’t take no for an answer, you deserve to be pampered so lay down on the bed and I’ll get something in my room.”

Lexie did as she was told, folding the covers back and setting the robe to the side, covering her middle with a towel. Brian came back and said “All I could find was this lotion but it will work. It smells nice.”

Lexie was pleasantly surprised that he would be sensitive to the smell of a lotion and had to agree with his assessment once she could smell it herself. It was minty and citrus-y yet not overpowering. As Brian started working on her back and shoulders, Lexie relaxed.

All she could focus on were his strong yet gentle hands melting away the tension of the last two days. When he worked her lower back, Lexie couldn’t help but wish he’d go even lower, push aside the towel and do more. Yet her mind was protesting “Isn’t he married? What are you thinking?”

Brian stopped working on her back and moved to her legs. As he worked his way up, Lexie was mortified, figuring that at some point, he’d figure out by her smell that she was becoming aroused despite her brain telling her not to.

Then, he leaned in and whispered “Lex, I would like to take the towel off. Will you let me?”

Not able to quiet down her brain, Lexie quietly asked “aren’t you married?”

Brian sat on the bed next to her and put his hand on her back, rubbing gently as he spoke.

“My wife didn’t want to move to Ottawa and used that as an excuse to leave me when I took this position a year ago. I later found out she’d been seeing another man for about two months prior to me being offered the position so no, I’m not married, not anymore.”

“But you still wear your wedding ring.”

“It’s been convenient to keep it on. I didn’t have to deal with it, didn’t have to tell anyone and could use it to keep women at bay. But you’re different, I like you. I don’t just like your body which is great by the way, I also like your brain and your sense of humour. But I don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything you don’t want to. Right now, I am not your boss, I’m just a man who’s admitting to a pretty woman that he likes her. It’s important for me to say that I’ll respect your wishes if you don’t want this to go any further.”

Lexie raised herself onto her forearms and turned her head to see him. “I like you too. A lot actually. Always have. Go ahead and take the towel off. I’m enjoying this too much to want to stop now.”

Brian got up and hesitated. So Lexie asked “Is there something wrong?”

“It just dawned on me that no matter how I feel and what I just said, I am your boss and all this could be viewed as sexual harassment. I’m canlı bahis siteleri sorry. That wasn’t my intent. I want you to know that what’s happened up to now has no bearing on your employment at all and I hope you’ll forgive me.”

“Brian, I can separate work from personal if you can. There is nothing harassing about what’s happening here. It’s all consensual, very consensual actually. I’ll be more pissed if you stop now than if you continue! Please don’t stop.”

“You’re sure?”

“Absolutely! And I trust you to keep this discreet and you can trust me to do the same. Deal?”

“Deal.” he said with a smile.

Brian gently removed the towel covering her bottom. Then, putting more lotion onto his hands, he went over her back again and then started massaging the part he’d previously avoided. As his hands glided over her buttocks, Lexie couldn’t help but arch her back slightly as he turned her on more and more, her breathing now a bit more shallow. He gently pushed her legs apart some and massaged her inner thighs, ever so close to her core without really touching it.

Then, as his fingers brushed against her pussy lips, she let out a gasp. Brian smiled as he realized she’d been anticipating it, wishing for it. Emboldened, he massaged closer and closer and allowed the tips of his fingers to touch her most intimate parts. Feeling her arch her back to meet his touch, he finally fully caressed her lips. Her reaction was to open up her legs more and give him more access. He took the cue and rubbed her pussy gently but firmly, up and down, feeling her lips puffing out and finally feeling her moistness. Instantly, he pushed his middle finger a little more than the other fingers and rubbed inside the outer lips. When he bumped her clit, her whole body lifted up accompanied by a sharp intake of breath. He rubbed it a bit more, causing her to moan softly and then he pushed his finger into her vagina where it glided easily. With his index finger still teasing her clit, he moved his ring finger inside her as well and rubbed in and out. He could hear her breathing, ragged now, and saw her hands grip the sheets. Her eyes were closed and she was lost in the sensations. He didn’t want to stop and she also didn’t want him to stop, the caress taking her higher and higher towards the ultimate high. He continued the short and rapid movement of his fingers inside her and of his index on her clit, intensely focused on her breathing. He sensed how close she was and it turned him on immensely but now wasn’t the time to focus on himself as he wanted to give her pleasure first.

Suddenly, her hands tightened on the sheets and her body lifted against his hand and he felt her pussy contract around his two fingers but he didn’t stop until she came down from her high. Then, he pulled his fingers out and gently turned her around and said “Relax and keep your eyes closed, let me take care of your front for a while.”

He proceeded to massage the front of her legs and her stomach and finally, her breasts which he treated gently and lovingly. Then, he reached for her core again with one hand while his other hand was still on her breast. And, Oh Joy, he finally bent down to take a nipple between his lips, causing her to moan her appreciation.

As he caressed her and started the progression towards another explosion, Lexie felt she should also be giving, not just receiving and said “Why don’t you take your robe off and your undies off and give me access?”

He gently kissed her on the lips for the first time and said “Not yet sweetie, I’m not done with you.”

Then, he kissed her deeply and her arms immediately wrapped around his head and shoulders. His hand continued to caress her nether lips, building the sweet tension inside. Feeling her getting close, he left her lips to focus once again on her breasts and nipples. Lexie reacted, arching her back to meet all his caresses and her involuntary movement encouraged him to pursue his endeavours. It wasn’t long and Lexie moaned her second orgasm of the night and he hadn’t even penetrated her yet.

When she came down from her high, she turned over and around on the bed to have her face right at his crotch. “My turn” she said. With his help, the robe came off and the boxers came off too and Lexie faced his erection. “Mmmmm” was all she said before grabbing it and pulling it into her mouth. Mentally, she thanked whoever had picked the bed and made it such a height as to have this be totally comfortable. She licked and sucked and played with his thick cock, while he bent down over her and caressed her back. Then, no longer able to focus on her back, he straightened up and wrapped his fingers in her hair and guided her movement and speed. Happy to oblige, Lexie followed his cues and allowed him to gently fuck her face. She held on tighter and sucked harder as she felt him get close to his climax.

When he was close, he asked “I’m close sweetie, want me to pull out?”

Lexie only shook her head and held on tighter, using her tongue on the underside of his shaft to tease him even more and push him over the edge. With a muffled groan, he came in her mouth, releasing his load down her throat. She took it all, enjoying the taste and the fact that she was finally giving him pleasure after he’d already had her come twice.

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The first time I heard the term “primal” in a sexual context I felt myself tense up. The word brought to mind a few images that did nothing to make me tingle in anticipation. Who wants to focus on animals and their mating rituals? I’m not that kind of girl.

I heard it on a site that caters to sexual desires outside what’s considered “normal” or vanilla. Always having considered myself more a vanilla with sprinkles type of woman, hearing a man tell me that he thought I was far more than a touch flavorful and that I was definitely more of a primal being than I thought. When I mentioned what the word brought to mind and the fact that I was NOT interested in furry beings, he laughed and told me that the animal part was just letting go. It wasn’t pretty sex, for some, but it was filled with biting, growling, scratching, and pounding.

Since I am insatiably curious, I started to “research” the topic. Urban dictionary, other sites, and what I learned sat in the back of my mind lingering, but not being touched. Kinky is kinky, but I just wasn’t all that certain.

I love sex. I think that sex is natural and I think that reaching the peak, or watching the man I’m with take as much pleasure from me as I get from him is one of the best accomplishments and most satisfying things in the world. I do, however, get bored. At some point, foreplay has gone on for what feels like days and I get impatient. I’ve never been the type who wants marathon sex, because while I make sure that I cum, it’s never been enough to make me want to keep going.

I returned to my old chat haunt, one I’d found soon after my divorce, where sex and erotica is embraced, but where making lasting friendships is not unheard of either. It felt strange, like coming back to your favorite diner, only to find that they’ve completely remodeled and changed the menu. It’s nice, but not the same.

My first night, I spoke to many men. I even took great pleasure in using my “mouth” to help them through their “struggles”. Having reached canlı bahis my own fever pitch, because I can get even wetter having a nice hard cock in my mouth and knowing that those moans he’s making and his hands sliding through my hair to hold me to him is because of the delight I’m giving him is a potent aphrodisiac. I hadn’t cum. I hadn’t touched myself. I just gave.

In chat, no matter what pseudonym I use, the people who find me are usually those who are seeking reassurances that their sexual urges are acceptable. That they’re desirable. That having a woman (or man) to please isn’t outside the realm of possibility. My best friend has called me an unpaid sex counselor. I like to help. I want people to see that sex is right and having kinks (as long as it’s between consenting adults) is perfectly reasonable.

The last scene I helped with was a bisexual man (not curious, but open with his sexuality) who wanted so badly to have a threesome with a bicurious man. I, of course, would be the third. He had a man chosen, but needed my help to get things rolling. In my mind it made as much sense as anyone who has the yearning to take a virgin out for their first spin, but while I love giving a hard cock all the attention my hands and mouth can take, there’s something undeniably sexy seeing a man take another man down his throat.

By the time this scene, roleplay, playtime was nearing completion, I felt like my skin was on fire. I needed to cum. I wanted it and I would have begged had there been anyone I was willing to beg to. Still in chat, I got a private message from another member telling me I sounded tense in the room and if I was willing to try something with him. Usually I’d have logged off, clicked up one of the many movie sites and lost myself in Charles Dera’s brand of fucking, but I was intrigued.

He had read about a technique, a voice stimulation that would or could make a person experience multiple orgasms without a single touch. Curious, but skeptical, I agreed to give it a go. His voice was almost hypnotic. Soft, bahis siteleri yet demanding, careful and instructive. And I came, over and over before I even touched myself the first time he told me to. The first “session” lasted thirty minutes. The second, which was to help him reach the satisfaction level I had, lasted half and I still came, not hard, but many times. My legs were shaking and my fingers felt like I’d touched a live wire. I planned on going to bed. Sleeping it off, but I was still too keyed up.

Back to chat, back to conversation. And then he walked into my messages.

Intelligent, funny, and he managed to keep my attention firmly on him. We spoke about his situation, relationship status and finding out he was not only married but also poly put him, in my mind, firmly in the NO column. I hate sharing, I hate being shared, and so he was a “don’t touch”.

We continued to chat. A little of this, a little of that, more than small talk, less than debate. And he started to sneak in touches, or kisses. He picked up on the tidbits I offered about my proclivities, and he had been very open about his own. I’m not a submissive woman. I don’t get down on my knees for any man unless I’m getting myself ready to give him the blowjob of his life. I am just as demanding in bed as any man could ever want to be, and yet, I also don’t consider myself dominant in that way. The point of fucking is to take as much pleasure while you giving it.

Soon we were getting deeper, and then, he gave me every fucking thing that I’d never told anyone I wanted because I hadn’t admitted it to myself.

It starts simply enough. A rough finger sliding along my bare neck. Moving my hair out of the way so he can run his nose along the curve of my shoulder all the way to the sensitive skin below my ear. Soft kisses, licks, until everywhere he touches feels like he’s leaving a scorch mark behind. My breath becomes harder to catch as his path goes back down to my neck where he opens his mouth and lets his teeth scrape against my pulse. That tiny bahis şirketleri graze nearly made my knees buckle, but his arm wrapped around my waist to hold me upright. Finding proof in his theory, all softness stops.

Ripping clothes off, leaving a tangled pile on the floor, our mouths finally meet but it’s not tempting anymore, it’s demanding. Tongue fights tongue, teeth tug at lips, and the growls that he had almost whispered while tasting my skin now vibrated through me. My nails dug into his shoulders as he slammed my back against the wall, and as he pounded himself into my absolutely soaking pussy, I wanted nothing more than the wall to bear the imprint of our fucking.

Moaning and wrapping my legs around his hips, arching up to meet every hard and fast thrust I felt like I’d finally been unchained. Scratching, biting, hair pulling, all in the name of feeling more, tasting more, taking more. Not just for play, but because it didn’t feel right if we weren’t rutting and mauling at one another.

My first orgasm slammed through me as hard as my back hitting the wall had, and then the second came when he turned and we landed on the bed. Holding my legs higher, spreading me wide open, he kept pounding into me, determined to milk every scream and orgasm from me he could get. It came fast and hard, so hard that the pleading started. Me begging him, just begging by saying his name over and over. Begging for what? My body and mind didn’t know. An end to this glorious torture? Feeling too spent to continue, for him to cum inside me? He knew me better than myself in that moment, because instead of stopping, he kept going.

Having a beast, man formed and demanding, absolutely determined to fuck you until you can only whimper, moan, and scream in ecstasy is unlike any other fuck you can have. And once you have it the first time. You can’t help but want it again and again.

I told him when he said he wished we were neighbors and once I felt like a worn out dishrag from the most satisfying cybersex I’d ever fucking experienced in my entire life, that if that were the case, the rest of the neighborhood would either be envious or have to smoke after every time we came together. And if that isn’t the fucking goal, then I don’t know what is.

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I had been seeing this student for a couple months, and it was always a challenge to keep my mind on my job when around her. A gorgeous person she was, and I always felt she was trying to get me to look at something when I was around. Anyway, I arrived at her place and took a moment to take in the wonderful view she had from her porch. She lived in a large house with her family, and they were near the top of a hill with a magnificent view of the area below. And the weather was absolutely perfect for this day. Clear skies, warm temperature, you could actually get away with wearing shorts in weather like this, highly unusual for this locale.

So I stood there for a moment taking in the breathtaking scenery while I waited at the door. I didn’t have to wait long, however, before this stunning beauty of a student of mine answered causing me to nearly choke. There she stood, wearing only a short jean skirt and a button shirt tied high above the navel, her long blonde hair cascading down over her shoulders. She stood there for a moment while I could do nothing but oggle, then invited me in where she led me downstairs to the basement where we usually had our lessons. I noticed it was awfully quiet and asked about it. She mentioned something about her parents taking off for the day to enjoy the weather, or something. Honestly, I didn’t have my mind where it usually was. All I could do was güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri stare at that tight little behind as it sauntered down the stairs. And when she turned around to look at me with something of an evil glint in her eye, I could tell she didn’t have a bra on, either, by the way her tits bounced around. God, it wasn’t just hot outside.

When we got to the room, I started setting up when she asked if we could do something else today. Not sure what she had in mind, I turned around to ask, but the glint in her eye suggested something only in my wildest dreams. She mentioned wanting to get to know me better, so I sat down on the couch. She asked if I had a girlfriend, and of course I had been single for ages, so I said no. Then she sauntered close to stand in front of me and asked if I had ever had sex with someone. I couldn’t believe this!

I started to tell her this wasn’t appropriate but was cut off as she straddled my legs to sit down in my lap. Suddenly I couldn’t think straight anymore and my comment died in my throat. Her skirt rode up her thighs to expose a glimpse of her cotton panties underneath. That’s when she took my chin in her hand, lifted it, and kissed me firmly on the lips. Here was someone sitting in my lap, who I would jack off to at home once in a while, kissing me and asking me about sex. What was I to do? I knew I was güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri nearly gone and as I grew stiffer in my pants, she started grinding her crotch into mine. I knew then resistance was futile and I returned her kiss. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight and surrendered to her passion.

I started kissing down her neck and into the V of her shirt when she pushed back and started untying her shirt. She undid the two buttons and I helped her slide it down her shoulders where she let it fall to the ground. I was right. No bra. Her breasts were perfect. There was no other word for them. Rounded and firm, with nipples calling out to me as my tongue tasted, and then ravished. She moaned in delight and held my head to her chest, her fingers weaving themselves into my hair. Then she was pulling at my shirt, tearing it over my head, then running fingers down my back. My hands felt their way down hers and under the hem of her skirt.

She then stood up, taking me with her, and while she played with my zipper, I slid her skirt down her hips where they fell to the ground, followed soon thereafter by my own pants. Peeling her panties off, I soon found myself standing before her wearing exactly what she wore: nothing. Standing and staring in awe at each other, she gingerly reached out and took my dick in her hands, cradling and fondling while güvenilir bahis şirketleri I reached out and took the bulge of her pussy in mine. I drew her close and kissed her while my fingers explored this secret treasure. My other hand worked its way up to cup the back of her head while her other hand went around to grab my ass. Moans escaped between both our lips as we kissed and explored. Her legs spread slightly giving my fingers more access, and then I noticed my dick touching more than just fingers. She was pulling me closer and closer to her heat, nearly begging to feel my bulge inside her. How could I refuse?

She guided me into her hot waiting cunt. Her tightness surrounded me as she gripped me and I began thrusting deeper. My hands held onto her ass as I thrust over and over. But there was a certain stability missing that I could feel. I pulled out (to whimpers of disapproval) and turned her against the wall. Grabbing her ass cheeks in each hand, I spread them to guide my dick back into her from behind. She let out a little scream of pleasure as I began my thrusts anew. I could tell she was getting close as I picked up speed. It was all I could do to keep from cumming right then as I watched my dick disappear repeatedly between her ass cheeks, my pelvis slamming into her and sending ripples up her body. I couldn’t wait any longer. I released and felt her convulse as we slowly collapsed on the ground. Now limp and spent, I pulled out and rested next to her body, covered in a fine layer of sweat as mine was. All I could think was this was the best damn lesson I had ever given.

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My name is Michael and I’m 5 foot 6, weighing around 132 pounds. I’ve got an athletic body as I work out 3 times a week plus I join the Taekwondo club. My girlfriend Christina is half a foot shorter than I am and she weighs nearly 90 pounds. She goes for jogging and swimming thus keeping herself in shape. She has fine 36C tits that really defy gravity. To top that are her two sensitive brown nipples that stand out like the tip of pencils at the slightest arousal. She also has a beautiful ass that cries for attention. I can never refrain myself from touching it whenever I can. Being Asians, we both have black hair and pearl black eyes. Christina’s lips are full and slightly pout, just begging to be kissed.

After getting formalities out of the way, I’d like to let you know a bit about Christina. When we first started dating, she was very traditional and reserved about sex or anything related to it. Being Asian and all, this was our culture and it was no surprise. Unbeknownst by her, I was on a mission to change her into a whole different person; in other words, opening her up. She was a hottie, there was no doubt about that. Almost every guy in my school has tried to get their hands under her well reserved clothing that hides her assets. Always seen in shirts and no shorter than knee length skirts. Even dressed in such a way she caught the eyes of many. However, I was lucky enough to be her boyfriend.

So we started to date and frequently we would go over to my place to study as my place has room and privacy. There’s plenty of room in the attic which I converted into a study/entertainment/hangout place for me and my friends. This was where we studied together each day after school. At the beginning she just wore her shirt and skirt, and we sat opposite of each other on the study table and discussed about homework. Then I coaxed her and let her know how beautiful she was and that she shouldn’t hide her beauty. But every time she would reply, “You’re just flattering me… that’s not the truth…”

Well, after a couple of weeks, she started donning herself differently as I observed. She shocked me by coming out of the washroom one day as we were at my place ready to begin studying, changed out of her school things. She told me she needed to use the washroom but how was I to know that she has secretly brought along some clothes to change in her school bag. She came out wearing a light yellow sundress with flower patterns on it. And it didn’t even reached her knees, an improvement for her at any rate. A string around the waist tied to her back made sure the sundress clung tightly around her shapely figure. The dress also had a V-neckline that showed a hint of her globes. She was blushing while standing there waiting for my reaction. I was stunned at her beauty and sudden change. But I also knew my plans were in place.

“You look stunning in that dress!” I said to her, “What’s the occasion?”

“Oh nothing… I just felt like a change of attire… It’s more comfortable this way,” was her reply. I just nodded in agreement.

To add to the shock, she took the chair and sat right next to me as we studied. I could smell her heavenly and intoxicating fragrance. I slowly and carefully put my arm around her waist and letting it settle on her lap. She sat with her legs crossed causing her dress to end up at mid-thigh. I could feel her soft skin under my fingers. It was my first touch of her. Throughout the study I softly caress her tight and canlı bahis I could almost hear her let slip a little moan of pleasure. To say the least I think we both didn’t pay much attention to our studies that day.

Her sundress attire continued for a while and I kept letting her know of my thoughts about her clothes. It was a feast for my eyes. Further more, we were getting closer and more intimate with every study session. Now we sit side by side instead of opposite of each other and I would let my hands wrap around her and touch her sensually.

Then again she shocked me by a change of attire. This time I almost fell out of my chair. The day before we were practically in an embrace as my arms were wrapped around her while we were reading our respective books placed on the table. I would draw circles on her arm and every now and then peck her on her neck, shoulder and even as far as her cheek. At the start she would turn around and playfully hit me and frown at me. Then after a while she showed no signs of retaliation. Her body language even told me she liked it. Then she asked me about what clothes I like girls to wear. So I started with a few that were popular nowadays and were to my liking.

“Erm… spaghetti straps, halter tops, singlet, tubes, even shirts…”

“Do you think…” she asked me nervously, “do you think I would look good in any of those that you mentioned?” She was blushing again.

“You? I think you would look good in anything! Honest! You’ve got a killer body and I can’t think of anything that could make you look ugly” I was telling the honest truth.

She seemed to be in deep thought after that. I know what she was thinking now. Lo and behold, standing before me she was wearing a white halter top tied around her neck and has quite a neckline. It was also short, showing a fair bit of her flat stomach. To match that she had the shortest skirt I’d ever seen her in. It was a light blue, silk, mid thigh tight skirt and it was stunning on her. My jaw must have dropped to the floor because she was chuckling at my reaction.

She came over to the table to grab the history book she planned to read and went over to the couch. My eyes were following her every move, not even blinking. When she came over, I thought I caught a hint of black spots on her chest. Then when she took her book and turned around, I was even more in a state of shock. The top she was wearing had all but a string at the back of it keeping it together. And she was not wearing a bra. Settling herself comfortable on the couch, she opened her book and started reading. I was still staring at her then. She chuckled and asked me,” Aren’t you coming over to join me?” patting on the space next to her. I didn’t need a second invitation.

Sitting behind her I wrapped my arms around her and in that position they were right under her beautiful breasts. I could feel their softness as her chests moves up and down on every breath. At that position I could smell her fragrant hair and her body. I could feel the smoothness of her soft skin. I couldn’t resists planting a kiss on her exposed back. She sighed and that was my cue. I started to kiss all over her back. Some light pecks while others wet kisses. I could feel her body moving with my each kiss and I was so into it that I didn’t even realize that she had dropped her book.

She has her eyes closed and was fully enjoying my attention. Her moans of pleasure were getting louder and louder. I kissed all bahis siteleri over her back, her shoulders, her neck, slowly advancing towards my final destination—her lips. My fingers lightly traced her face while pulling her face towards me. I then lightly pecked on her lips at first, causing her to stir from her pleasure. She looked into my eyes and I could see the desire burning inside of her. This time I kissed her harder than the last time, making sure she felt my kiss. Then I went in for it and started to French kiss her. She immediately responded by wrapping her arms around me and opening her mouth to me. Out tongues playfully teased with each other. We kept kissing and kissing, tasting each other’s saliva, teasing each others tongue and it become more and more urgent. I let my hands roam around her back, touching her smooth skin, caressing her. Then I made a daring move, I pulled lightly on the knot that tied was tied around her back. Slowly but surely it loosened. Until finally it was untied and I let my hands caress her freely without any obstruction. She seemed even more pleased at this as she moaned with my every touch.

By now our position has changed with me on the bottom and her on top of me. I had a raging hard on and normally it would grow up to a length of 7 inches but it felts as tough it was much longer today. I know she could feel it as she started grinding her lower half on me. After something like eternity we finally broke apart for a breath of air. She sat up, straddling me and slowly and teasingly she began to touch her breasts. Her motions every now and then would cause the loose end of her top to ride up, giving me a peek of her gorgeous tits. She then slowly untied the remaining string around her neck that was holding the top up. After untying it she held her arms crossed in front of her chest. Her top was resting on her arms now and I was treated to a magnificent view of cleavage as she pushed them up in her pose. She then slowly revealed her gorgeous 36C titites. I was shell shocked! I just stared at them open-mouth, stunned. She then started to trace her fingers around her brown nipples that were poking out like erasers.

I got back to my senses and immediately started licking and sucking on those fabulous globes. She acknowledge my work with her sexy moans. I traced circles around her nipples, teasing her a bit until she could take no more and grabbed my head, mashing it into her soft cleavage. I was in heaven. I kept kissing her boobs and her lips… couldn’t make up my mind on which one the better. On the other hand, she had started stroking my cock through my shorts. I was moaning myself with her soft touch. She then came off me and took off my clothing urgently, leaving me naked on the couch. She then took a moment to asses the piece of meat in front of her, before starting her attack. She started by kissing me deeply again but before I could kiss her back she was on to my face, my neck, my chest, my nipples and all the way down. I was in heaven and I never felt anything like it. It was as if she was finally released from her “prison” and was getting all she can get. Before long, she was face to face with my 7 inch dick. She gave a soft peck on the head of it. Then softly and carefully she used one hand to stroke the entire length of it. Over and over again she stroked until pre-cum came oozing out of the top. She looked at it and without hesitation she licked it up. Then she went to work. Immediately she took bahis şirketleri the entire length of my dick into her mouth and kept sucking and sucking for all its worth. As if she was milking the nectar out of it. Although she was a beginner but she sure has the skills of a pro. Maybe she was born with it. Either way, I was the lucky guy to sample all of this.

With her wonderful mouth plus her continuous stroking, I couldn’t held back any longer and I had the most intense orgasm I have ever had. I came so hard I must have produced a gallon of sperm. The white stuff kept pumping out of me uncontrollably. When the first wave hit the back of her throat she instantly backed away but that only cause her to be showered by my cum. Her face, hair, tits were all covered in my cum and she was a sight to behold.

But her hunger was yet to be fulfilled. She scooped up some of the cum on her tits and sucked her finger clean. Swallowing every drop that was in her mouth. Then she stood up and bent over exposing her butt to me, and it answered my question. There wasn’t anything underneath her skirt and I was enjoying an unobstructed view of her beautiful pussy. It was all wet and moist, puffy and red, all ready to be fucked. She then unzipped her skirt and threw it across the room. By now my dick was in full salute again. She had a sexy, devilish smile on her as she straddled my cock. Slowly she lowered herself onto my and it was the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Her pussy was wet, moist, very tight and very smooth. It was tightly wrapped around my member, threatening never to release it but who cares as it felt extraordinary.

At first she took it slow as she was still a virgin, she slowly moved up and down, impaled on my rod. I started fondling her tits and kissing her sensitive nipples to heighten her senses. Before this she was moaning but by now she had no reserves and she was mouthing out obscenities that you would never expect to hear from her.

“Aahhhh… This feels sooooo fucking good! I love your cock! Yes! Yes! Yes! Your cock is tearing my pussy apart! Urrrgghh!!! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yeeeesssssss…”

Sensing that she was ready to up a notch, I started pumping as well, determined to provide her with the equal amount, if not better, of pleasure she gave me a moment ago.

“Yes Mike! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Stick your cock up my virgin pussy! Take my cherry! I’m yours! All yours!!! Eat me!!!”

How could I say no to that? Without pulling my cock out of her tight pussy, we changed into a doggy style, on my lead. And then I started fucking her brains out with long, slow strokes and hard and fast ones, cycling between the two. And it was driving her mad!

“Yes! Fuck me! Yes Aaaarrrrrggghhh!!!! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! I need your cock! Yes! Yes! Don’t you dare stop fucking me! My pussy is all yours! Yeeeeessss!!! Make me cum Michael! Make you slut cum!”

I didn’t need anymore encouragement. I started to fuck her hard non stop and she was begging for more. I kept it up until I felt her body shuddered in an earth shattering orgasm and she let out a moan of extreme pleasure. Then she plopped onto the couch, totally wasted. I sat down on the floor so that I could face her and wipe the sweat of her forehead while giving her a kiss. Her eyes were full of gratitude and pleasure.

“Thank you Michael. That was the most memorable feeling that I’ve even felt. It was wonderful. Promise me we’ll do it again… and…” she started blushing again, “…and as often as we can… okay? I love you.”

I just smile and kissed her on the lips. “I love you too.”

It was the beginning of our sexual adventures.

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The warm sand crunched under our feet as we made our way down the mostly deserted beach. Marcie and I had been needing a vacation in the worst kind of way and this was just what we needed.

“Race you to that log”, she called back to me as she sprinted ahead. Her long legs glistened with the spray from the waves and her feet kicked up the white sand behind her as she ran. At that moment, I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful form racing away from me and it seemed like hours before I snapped out of my daze and raced after her.

“What took you so long?” she teased when I finally caught up.

“That’s no fair”, I said. “You had a head start.”

Her eyes twinkled and danced and she gave me a mischievous grin. “Feel like being crazy?”

“What do you have in mind?” I asked. I should have known better than to ask such an open ended question to a girl who once showed up to my office late one evening wearing nothing but a raincoat.

“Let’s play follow the leader.”

“‘Follow the leader?’ You mean like the kids game?”

“Kind of, only instead of just going everywhere I go, you have to do exactly what I do. If I jump, you jump, if I say something, you say it back. Get it?” Before I could answer she wrapped her arms around me and slipped her tongue between my lips. This was her idea, so I returned the favor. Without illegal bahis warning she pushed me away and ran towards the ocean. The waves crashed around her as I followed. The water was colder than I had expected and I almost ran back out, but this was too much fun. “There you are”, she said as she made her way through the surf towards me.

I turned, saw her nipples straining against the light fabric of her bikini top and responded “There you are.”

She noticed my stare, looked around quickly to see if anyone was watching, and took off her top. She looked wonderful. The water left little trails of crystalline beads as the drops made their way from her shoulders over her breasts and down her stomach. The waves pushed against her hips and she swayed back and forth in the late afternoon sun; her auburn hair blowing softly in the breeze. I was mesmerized. Since I wasn’t wearing a bikini I couldn’t follow exactly, but I looked behind me like she had done and slid out of my T-shirt. Marcie reached up towards my face and ran her index finger down my neck and traced little circles on my shoulders. I did the same to her. With her other arm she reached behind me and pulled me close to her, still tracing little circles and squiggly lines over my shoulder, down my arm, and behind my neck. I could feel her nipples poking into me and I wondered illegal bahis siteleri if mine were following her lead. Her fingers continued to trace little lines down my arm and across my back as they made their way towards my waist. Of course I did the same to her. She pushed a little harder as she made her way from my hip down the front of my leg. I twitched as she passed over my ticklish spot, so I did the same to her. I laughed, she laughed and for a moment we broke our embrace. She pulled me close again, with both arms around my waist and pulled down my shorts. I hadn’t expected this in a public place and looked around anxiously to see if anyone had noticed us yet.

“What’s the matter?” she teased.

I’m not sure what came over me, but instead of trying to cover myself back up, I reached around behind her, grabbed her bikini bottoms and gave them a quick pull. It must have surprised her since her eyes got big and she looked nervously behind her like I had just done.

“What’s the matter?” I teased back.

She didn’t answer. Instead she leaped at me with her arms around my neck and started to kiss me passionately. I pulled her close and fell back into the water; our legs entwined, my hands stroking her face, her hands making their way down my back, our hips grinding against each other. The waves crashed over us pushing canlı bahis siteleri us closer to shore but we were oblivious to all of this as we stroked and caressed each other. I held her head in my hands as I kissed her cheek, nibbled her earlobe and sucked on her neck. She tossed her head back and moaned softly. We completely lost sight of our clothes as we made love in the shallow water. I’m not sure if the waves were pushing us or if we were pushing the waves, but the sensation was erotic beyond anything I could have dreamed about. We rolled over each other, gasping for air, her hands stroking my back, mine stroking hers. I cupped her breasts in my hands and stroked them with my thumbs as she pulled my hips closer to her. It seemed like time stopped as our bodies melded together as one, each wave crashing harder and deeper until we exploded together in ecstasy.

———-

The sun set in a brilliant ball of fire as we lay naked on the beach. The orange light reflected off Marcie’s hair turning it a deep red. Once, briefly, I looked down the beach to see if our clothes had washed up on shore but I didn’t see any sign of them. I reached over to her, caressed her cheek pulling her hair away from her eyes and sliding my fingers behind her ear. “That was wonderful”, I mused.

She smiled. Her chest was still heaving slightly as she tried to catch her breath, her nipples erect from pleasure and the cool wind blowing across us. She looked over in the direction of where our hotel was, looked back at me and said, “If you think that was good, wait ’till we up to our room.”

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The second semester came that December, and I was rather distraught, as I had absolutely no way to pay my tuition. My mum had died in October and money had become very scarce for me. I was working almost full time to pay for my apartment and food, and it seemed as if, after that, nothing was left. I talked to my aunt, and she suggested I go ask a friend of the family, Stanley Coughlin. I myself had known Stanley quite awhile, and although he was a 45 year old man who had lost his wife almost 4 years previous, he had a fatherly role in my life. We had originally met at a charity event, where I bumped into him while sorting cans into their respective boxes. I knew he was very wealthy also, I often saw him slipping 50 dollar bills into the collection basket on Sundays.

At 6’5”, 200 lbs, Stan was no small chap. He had a presence about him, where he commanded the illegal bahis situation, wherever and whenever it may be. His light complexion and chiseled jaw indicated his European roots.

I myself was just coming into my womanhood at 22. I was almost 5’10”, about 150 lbs, with blonde shoulder length hair, and what I would call a swimmers body. I have a very strong upper body, but my legs taper nicely, with just enough muscle to be effective.

Auntie Ida had sent me to Stan in hopes of getting some money. She knew him well, and thought that if he wouldn’t give me the money straight away, that at least he could hire me to help on his farm. I called to make an appointment, and the following Friday I met with him. He sat in his green leather chair, looking intently at me.

“May I ask why you’re here young Kara? I haven’t seen you in quite some time. And illegal bahis siteleri although it is such a shame that we must be meeting for business, I am pleased to see you nonetheless.”

“Well Mr. Coughlin, I’m sure you heard that my mother passed away.”

“Yes I did Kara, and what a tragedy it was. No one knew…I’m really sorry.” He said, sympathetically.

“That’s okay. But…the main reason I came was to ask you for some assistance.” I said wearily.

“Assistance my dear?” He looked at me quizzically.

“I’m having trouble with my monies sir, and I was wondering if you would forward me a loan to help me pay my tuition. I could pay you back in any way you would like sir, I am just really desperate to pay it because I do not want to stop going to classes.”

“Yes, yes” He said, fingering his chin. “I understand. Well…”

“Well canlı bahis siteleri what? Please tell me…I’ll really do anything you could think of to get this money…” I said, pleading.

“Well, you know since Sarah died, no one has cooked me a good meal in quite some time. And from time to time, I need a massage. How about I hire you on as an assistant, and you can do favors for me. I’ll pay you according to the services you provide.” He said, with a wry smile on his face.

I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to give him sexual favors. I could tell by the way he was looking at me.

“Okay sir, I’ll be by on Monday.”

When I did show up that Monday, he made me make him dinner, which was easy for me…a simple steak dinner with vegetables. I also ended up giving him a massage which turned out to be really steamy with the way he was moaning. I became quite aroused, but didn’t let on. He paid me 100 dollars for my services.

Well, the deadline was coming up in 4 weeks, and I knew that 100 dollars a day wasn’t going to cover the almost 25 grand I needed…

To be continued…

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Tales of the Sexual Healers, Chapter 14, Isolde enters the World of Mozart (Mozart’s Dream)

I found myself in Vienna, called to the bedside of Herr Mozart. He had been suffering for a while, his beloved Constanze had left him. He was composing the The Magic Flute. Drowning his sorrows and plagued by visions of his deceased father, he alternated between hallucinations and moments of great clarity.

His face brightened at the sight of me. I saw the restless spirits around him, who had been called by his rival, Antonio Salieri. Sweat poured from his brow even as he feverishly inscribed the divine notes. As I took his hand in mine, the scene faded from my consciousness and I entered his dreams.

The surroundings were indistinct at first but as I felt the energy of the spirits around me, I was engulfed in a world that was not my own. I felt the terror of Prince Tomino as he faced the serpent. I was there, with the three handmaidens of the Queen of the Night as he was saved, through their magic. I, too, felt the longing and lust at the sight of his handsome face and magnificent cock. The jealousy I felt at Princess Pamina! How I longed to illegal bahis seduce him and and enchant him.

I began masturbating, rubbing my pussy through my thin dress and stroking my supple breasts as I fell into a dream within a dream. I felt his lips on mine as he caressed my body sending tingles of want throughout me. The Queen of the Night appeared and her warm hands joined mine as she tauntingly pinned my arms above my head. Her beautiful exotic eyes blazed into mine as she took control of me.

As the Prince looked on, the Queen seduced my mind… I was hers…her lips, her tongue, her hands… were everywhere. She took my breasts into her hands and worked them as my nipples became erect. I gasped in erotic contentment as she suckled my nipples, sending waves of sensation through my body. My punani was electrified as she kissed every inch of me, bringing me to heightened awareness.

She slithered down my body and rubbed her own breasts against my cunt. I was wet and moaning as she inserted one of her long gumdrop nipples into my fuck-hole. I was climaxing as she rhythmically thrust her nipple inside of me while rubbing my clit illegal bahis siteleri in circles. Just as I thought I couldn’t take any more, Prince Tomino gathered me in his strong arms and began to lightly squeeze my heaving tits. She was moaning into my vagina and taking my entire vulva into her mouth while simultaneously tracing sigils into my clitoris with her tongue. I was begging for penetration, desperate for cock.

But I was denied… As I squirted into the Queen of the Night’s mouth, the Prince took over. He was voraciously consuming my magical fluids. I smashed his face into my cunnie and took hold of his rock-hard man-pole…the three maidens gasped! “He is for Princess Pamina!” they cried out, as I took hold of his enflamed cock and tried to stuff it in my love-box. He tried to resist me, but I would not abate.

“Enter me, oh Impassioned Prince, ye who is betrothed to the Princess and I will show ye the Gates of Heaven” … I intoned in a voice that was not my own. The Goddess had entered me and I spoke with Her words. He was powerless to resist. I was so wet with girl-cum and the Queen’s saliva that he slipped right in. canlı bahis siteleri His large veiny, beautifully formed penis was awash in my Sex Magick. He bellowed at the feeling of merging with the Goddess. Images of the Ancient ones were swimming in my head as I began to chant:

“For it is in my Rites…in my Rituals, that you experienced the Sacred Marriage of God and Goddess. It is in the Rejoicing of sex and sensual delight that you come the closest to surrounding your will to God. Spirit is not to be feared or summoned for baneful magick. Our power as the Divine Feminine is to heal, never to harm. Be at peace and praise the Lord and Lady for giving you this Gift”

The prince collapsed after releasing his seed into my willing body. As the last contractions of my spasming pussy milked him, my surroundings began to fade and I came back to myself. Amadeus was awakening and I had him in my arms gently stroking his hair, as if he were my child. I felt such a wave of tenderness for him as he looked at me plaintively, his quill in his hand.

I took his trembling hands in mind and I infused him with strength. I felt the bond with him that comes when you have shared flesh. For our Spirits had merged, we had danced with Divinity. Mozart would live for a bit longer, as I had extended his life with my Magick but his impact on the world would last forever. And so it is.

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It was a sweltering August afternoon in Oklahoma. She decided to drive to the lake to cool off. She drove around the lake until she found her turnoff road, if you could call it that.

After bumping through and swerving around the holes, she arrived at her destination. It was quiet, peaceful, and deserted, or so she thought. This was where she always came when she wanted a peaceful swim. She slowly took off her tank top, shorts, and underclothes before heading toward the water. No one ever came out to this area of the lake so more often than not she swam naked.

She didn’t know that “he” hiked the trails around the lake. He came upon her just as she stepped into the water and he stopped in his tracks.

She was totally naked. She slowly waded out until the water lapped at her thighs. He stared at her large tits as the bounced while she walked. Her round nipples got hard and caused his dick to harden. Then she dove under the water.

While she was underwater, he quickly divested himself of his clothes and followed her path into the water being careful canlı bahis şirketaleri to not make any sounds. As she came up for air he wrapped his arms around her ample waist, her tits resting on his arms.

She started to scream, but he motioned for her silence by putting his finger over his mouth. She wasn’t sure what to do. She’d never seen anyone out here and she didn’t know who he was. Next, he started nibbling on her neck. She knew that felt good and would just wait and see where this led. She tilted her head sideways, so he could get a better taste. He used his hands to caress her bobbing breasts.

Her nipples hardened even more in response. She leaned herself into his hands and moaned. It felt so good the way her breasts molded so well into his hands. She hadn’t been with anyone in so long that she almost forgot what it felt like.

She turned around and kissed him. He reached and grabbed her ass, bringing her closer to him. She darted her tongue in and out of his mouth. He pulled her head closer. She could feel his hardened dick between canlı kaçak iddaa her closed legs.

She moved her hands down his back until she reached his buttocks. There, she drew circles on each cheek, and then she grabbed him and pulled him closer, his dick partly her thighs slightly.

He trailed kisses down her chest. He took one nipple in his mouth and sucked on it until she moaned. She leaned into him and reached down and grabbed his dick. She stroked him fast at first and then slow and firm. He moaned and leaned into her hand. He reached down and parted her thighs with his hand and rubbed her clit. She cried out and gasped as he entered her with one of his fingers. She began rocking her hips back and forth to meet his hand. She didn’t realize her hand was moving in time with his as she stroked him faster and faster. He felt her tense up on his finger.

When he took his finger out of her pussy, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He thrust upward and entered her. She came again and ran her nails down his chest. She wrapped her hand around the canlı kaçak bahis base of his cock as he rammed his cock in and out of her. She stroked him faster and faster. She cried out. It felt so good. She began to rock against him. He thrust deeper and harder.

He twisted his head sideways, and she took advantage of the opportunity. With her tongue, she traced around his ear. Then she delved her tongue deep in his ear. In and out she went with her tongue in time to their rhythm.

They increased the pace and she dug her nails into his muscled shoulders. He grabbed her ass so he could fuck her faster. He slid his finger closer and closer to that opening and she opened her eyes in surprise as he stuck a finger slowly inside. She came again. He thrust one final time and she cried out. He fell backward into the water taking her underneath with him. As soon as they came up, he grabbed her behind her head and knees.

Then he carried her to shore, sat her down, and dried her off with her towel. Next, he picked up her clothes piece by piece and placed it on her still moist body. When she was dressed, he turned, grabbed his clothes, and walked back through the trees.

She grabbed the rest of her stuff and got into her car watching as he disappeared into the trees surrounding her favorite watering hole smiling.

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Her dark blue-green eyes glittered mysteriously in the mirror before her. Was this the same woman who hours before had been sitting around moping in a worn terrycloth bathrobe? She could hardly believe the transformation in herself in such a short period of time. She was tall, the stiletto heels adorning size 7 feet turned proudly against the shiny hardwood floor beneath her feet. Sheer black stockings hugged her calves, reaching to mid-thigh, where the soft lace of a garter teased her ivory flesh.

Her short skirt swayed slightly with the motion of her hips as she turned before the mirror. One hand pressed upon her side, her thumb stroking across the line of her ribs, palm sliding over the flat plane of her stomach, a long, French manicured nail teasing around her bellybutton. She tilted her head to the side, wispy strands of hair falling from the twist her lustrous black hair was swept into. Tonight was the night.

Would he want her? She ran the tip of her tongue slowly over pearl white teeth, her soft pink lips pushing into a small pout. She slid her palms up her stomach, over the silken material of her pearl colored blouse. The material shimmered under her fingers, goose-bumps pricking on her flesh as her thumbs found the peaks of her nipples, visibly hardening as her index finger stroked over, pinching them slowly as she slid her thighs apart. Tilting her head back and closing her eyes, one hand slowly slid down her stomach. Her muscles tightened, soft butterflies dancing in her stomach as her nails reached the waistline of her skirt. Just as she was about to dip her fingers within, the doorbell rang.

Wetness crept between her thighs. Would he like her? Having only spoken to him on the telephone and the Internet, she thought perhaps he would not find her as sexy as he had claimed. She reached for the shiny brass doorknob, turning it slowly as she sucked her breath in through her teeth. She swung the door open and took as step back, tilting her head up to meet the eyes of the man before her. He looked just like his pictures. Several inches taller than her, his golden, olive colored skin was a dark contrast to the brilliant white of her own.

He smiled at her, his milky chocolate eyes warming as they took her in from head to toe. She was beautiful, just a touch of a shy smile curling her lips as she motioned for him to enter. She had told him if he wanted her, to take her. Her animal magnetism drew him toward her as she took small steps backward into the living room. Soft flames lapped at the wood in the fireplace, bathing the room in dim light. One eyebrow tilted upward as he neared her, her eyes shimmering softly as her smile broadened. She reached her hands out toward him, softly stroking her thumbs up to his palms, circling slowly against his palms as she sat with him.

He leaned toward her. How could he resist the look in those eyes? He knew that perhaps he should wait, should speak. Something should occur between them first, they must slow down. Even as these thoughts whirled in his mind, his heart and soul told him differently. Her lips parted slightly, the pink of her tongue stroking over them. Her saliva glimmered, a small intake of her breath, her mouth begging him to kiss her. She need not do another thing as his large, slightly rough palm cupped the back of her neck, illegal bahis his thumb stroking along her hairline as his lips covered hers. He could feel the pulse of his heart travel through his body, settling on his cock as it strained against his slacks.

His body was aflame as his tongue coaxed her mouth open, tasting of her sweet breath as his free hand drifted down her back. His fingertips traced every bump of her spine, softly kneading at her tender flesh as her thumbs stroked just below his ears, a slight whimper escaping her mouth, barely making a noise beneath the heat of his kiss. The hand behind her neck moved slowly down her side, covering her stomach and stroking over it. Her body arched toward his as he laid his body atop hers, her legs sliding up over his own. His grew hotter and drew his lips from hers; nuzzling warm wet kisses down her neck, and into the hollow of her collarbone. Her head tilted back as she drew in a breath, her palms traveling up his back, fingertips grasping his shirt as she pulled it over his head.

So quickly this was happening. Her mind whirled as his body laid against hers. The flesh of his back felt like heaven beneath her fingertips, her nipples ached as his palms cupped the swell of her breasts. He bent his head down and licked her stomach through the thin material of her shirt. Her fingernails pressed slightly into his flesh as he gripped the hem of her shirt with his teeth and drug it upward, his nose and chin nuzzling against her cleavage as he pulled it up her waiting arms and over her head. She could feel the dampness between her legs, her clit throbbing against her lips.

She smiled up at him, coy and shy at once in the heat of her gaze, enrapturing him as his lips covered hers once more. She felt him move his fingers up and push the material of her bra over her supple breasts, her nipples melting against the feel of his chest against hers. Her body pushed upward very slowly, sliding along his body to tease him. She could hear the ragged intake of his breath as her palms slid down his stomach, one extending to stroke along the swollen length of his cock through his pants as the other found the button and unclasped it.

Her fingers swiftly tug his zipper down, thumbs hooking in the sides of his pants and underwear, pushing one side and then the other down his bronze thighs, removing both at once. She tilted her head to the side as his mouth found her breasts, searing into her flesh as his teeth grazed over her nipples. She felt the soft flickers of his tongue bathing her flesh, his saliva like liquid fire burning on the surface of her skin. She used her feet to push his pants and briefs the rest of the way off, a smile curling her lips as her palms cupped his cheeks. She drew his mouth to hers and kissed him hard, her palms pushing against his chest until he sat before her. She covered his face in soft kisses, her lips drifting over his skin until they found his earlobe, tracing the tip of her tongue around it and drawing it into the heat of her mouth.

He felt her lips and closed his eyes, feeling as if he were in heaven. Her small fingers stroked down the hard muscle of his stomach, his cock twitching as her thumb found the tip. He could feel every part of his body straining to feel more of her as her soft fingers encircled his length, illegal bahis siteleri stroking slowly from the head to the base. Her palm nuzzled against the fuzzy flesh of his sack, tight and throbbing against her hand. She squeezed as she stroked him slowly, soft whimpers escaping his lips as she kissed down his stomach. The tip of her tongue found his bellybutton and teased around it, taking the time to dip inside, stroking slowly against his tender flesh. She moved her free hand down to cup the heaviness of his balls and he grunted as she lifted them against her palm, her nails scratching lightly upward. Her moist lips soon found the tip of his cock, kissing very slowly against it.

A bead of pre-cum formed against the tip of her tongue as it stroked along the slit in his head, her lips sliding down just below the ridge. She savored the taste, his hot fluid melting against her tongue as it rimmed slow hot circles around his head. Her teeth pressed very lightly into his flesh as her fingers kneaded his balls. He tried to resist the urge to push his cock deeper into her mouth, his large fingers finding the back of her neck and pressing into her flesh. He massaged her skin tenderly as she suckled up and down his cock, each time her mouth moved downward she took a bit more of him into the depths of her mouth. He could see her close her eyes and breathe deeply through her nose, and he let his head tilt back. She pushed her mouth down hard on his cock, his entire length sliding along her tongue, his tip hitting against the back of her hot little throat. He could feel his balls nestled against her chin as she moaned softly around his cock, his noises almost guttural as they left his throat. God her hot mouth felt good around his cock.

Her fingers moved to the hemline of her skirt and unhooked the clasp. She wriggled her hips and the soft material fell in a pool around her feet. Her panty-less pussy was dripping and hot, yearning for attention as her bottom arched into the air. Her fingertips found their goal, her middle finger extending downward to stroke along the swollen lips of her pussy. She wrapped her free hand around his cock and stroked with the rhythm of her mouth, jerking him off with her tongue, teeth, and fingers.

She pushed two fingers into her pussy and undulated her hips, grinding against her palm as it teased the pulsating flesh of her clit. His large fingers stroked down her shoulders, his pants were now soft moans as they left his throat. She felt her body aflame from head to toe as he pulled her mouth away from his cock gently, and drew her up his body until her forehead rested against his. She slid her knees down on either side of his hips, hugging them as her fingers found the thick flesh of his cock. She pressed her mouth on his, suckling hungrily on his tongue as she stroked the tip of his cock along her lips. Pre-cum mixed with her juices, dripping over his balls as she wriggled his head against her clit. Her breath came in short rasps as he slid his hands down her back, urging her onto his cock. She pushed the tip inside and very slowly slid downward, inch after inch of his meat filling the achingly tight walls of her pussy. Her world became focused on only him as she felt his cock hit up against her cervix, making her quiver in pleasure.

He could hardly canlı bahis siteleri believe how tight she was as he felt his cock sheathed in her pussy. Her muscles gripped so tight around him he felt like he could explode at any moment. As she slid all the way down he could feel his balls nestle against the hot base of her pussy, and he traces his hands down her back to her ass. His palms cupped her cheeks and held her down against him, his body grinding as his head tilted back and he moaned. She slid her fingers behind herself, down his thighs. He could feel her nails dragging into his flesh as they came to a rest just above his knees.

She tightened her palms and used the brace to push herself up and down. He could feel every muscle of her pussy tighten around his cock, and he was in heaven. Every movement of her body on his brought him closer to cumming, and he could see the motions of her hips on his become more frantic as heat flushed her face. He slid a hand around her stomach and down to cup her pussy, his middle finger teasing against her clit. She leaned down and kissed his mouth hard, her tongue stroking deeply within as he reverberated his finger on her clit. Her body wriggled against his and drove him crazy with desire. He closed his eyes and relished the feel of her on top of him.

She moaned in pure ecstasy as he teased her clit. Sliding up and down the length of his cock made her every muscle tighten and tingle. She wanted nothing more to cum around his cock as her hand found its way beneath her body to his balls. She could feel her cum covering them as she rolled them between his fingers, kissing him harder. She extended her middle finger downward and stroked the tender flesh beneath his balls, and could feel him tremble beneath her. She moved her mouth from his and kissed down his jaw-line, the very first words of the evening spoken in a hot whisper against his ear. “Cum for me, baby.”

This pushed him over the edge and he rammed his cock into her hot pussy with abandon. Her finger against his g-spot drove him wild and he could feel her muscles expand and contract with every one of his thrusts up into her. He let loose, hot streams of cum filling his pussy as his mouth found hers. He fucked her hot lips with his tongue, moving it in the same rhythm as his cock thrusting into her. He could hear her moans turn to shrieks as her muscles convulsed around his cock, her cum milking every drop out of him as his seed filled her womb.

His hands gripped tightly against her ass, one fingertip sliding very slowly along her crack, rimming around her tender nether hole as she came in torrents, the couch beneath them soaking with a pool of their juices. He wriggled his fingertip in and rotated it as his cock began to grow limp inside of her. She stretched her body down against his, her pebble-hard nipples teasing along his sweaty chest. He sighed softly and pressed kisses against her temple, her cheek, down her face. He tilted his cheek against her hair and lay with her in sweet, pleasured bliss.

Her eyes drifted shut with his, smelling the scent of him mingled with hers, their sweat and bodies becoming as one as she melted into him, sighing happily as she drifted to sleep with him, his cock still inside of her dripping hole as she moved away from this world, into her dreams of him, and his of her.

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After his divorce Jack was lonely. It was hard living without Marni. They had been married 10 years. He planned to stay together for a lifetime but Marni’s career was taking off and she wanted to get away from her old problems. Jack did not blame her but he could not help feeling lonely.

Jack works at an aerospace company. He meets with representatives from other companies at their headquarters to negotiate contracts. The job takes him to cities around the country. He has been offered management positions but he prefers to be in the field. He does not see himself behind a desk at corporate headquarters.

One evening following a meeting in Chicago Jack was drinking martinis with a fellow named Harry from Boeing. Harry was 35 years old. He was not married. He did not even have a girlfriend but he was glad to be single. They were discussing Jack’s recent divorce. Harry tried to cheer Jack Opp. “Think of all the possibilities. You don’t have to report in.” Harry was working on his second martini.

Jack wondered aloud how Harry could be so happy without a companion. Harry became serious. He thought for a while and then said, “Jack, there is a way you can have companions.”

Jack was interested. He had never seen a Harry be entirely serious. He was waiting for the punch line but instead Harry wrote a phone number on a cocktail napkin. He said, ” When you call them say I referred you.”

Jack put the napkin in his pocket. He did not think he would call the number. It was probably for an escort service. He had never been interested in that type of entertainment. He was faithfull to Marni when they were married. Now he was not sure what kind of relationship he wanted.

Two months later Jack felt the napkin in his pocket. He had forgotten all about the conversation with Harry. He considered throwing the napkin away but there was something about Harry’s expression that made Jack curious.

He dialed the number. A male voice answered, “Security Short-term Investments.” Jack was surprised. He spoke into the phone, “Sorry, wrong number. I must have dialed wrong.” The voice answered, ” Maybe not. Who referred you?” Jack answered, “Harry, Harry Barszak.”

The man asked him to wait for a minute. He came back and asked Jack his name. Jack felt uncomfortable telling the stranger his name over the phone. He gave only his first name. The man warmed up noticeably. He asked, “Jack Randolph, 284 Long Lane, 38 years old, born April 22, Winston High School, University of Pittsburgh, employed by Soltram Tethnologies?”

Jack was uncomfortable. He asked, “Why do you have all that information?”

The man responded, “That’s what we do. We get to know people. Harry said you may be calling. That information was easy to find. If you join we will get to know much more about you.”

“If I join what?”

“If you join our group. We provide the security and you do the investing. We provide the means to find a short-term companion and we also provide security that allows people to get together and be comfortable with each other.

Basically, we are the friend in the middle who can vouch for each person. People who meet for an evening may be strangers to each other but each is well-known to us. Are you interested in joining?”

Jack said he was interested. He was told to wait for a call to schedule an interview.

His interview was arranged and a few weeks later a young man drove up to the house. He stuck out his hand. “Hi, I’m Ron. Are you Jack?” Jack introduce himself. He led the young man to the study and Ron went right to work.

They talked about Jack’s life. They reviewed his present living situation. Ron requested a tour of the house. He looked into closets and cabinets. He explained that he wanted to verify that Jack was living as a single person.

Ron was friendly and Jack felt as comfortable as he could be exposing his personal life to a stranger. By the end of the interview the company had a comprehensive picture of him and his life. The young man parted saying that Jack would receive a call.

Three days later in the evening the telephone rang. He recognized the voice of his original contact. He was told that the company had set up an account for him. He was given the Internet address of Security Short-term Investments, an account number and a password.

Jack did not wait. He found the web page. It had the look of a typical business web page with headings across the top and a place for members to sign in. He put in his account number and password.

As soon as he entered his password a new page opened. A message read, ” Welcome Jack. We are glad to have you as a member. Please read the following:

The purpose of our business is to bring together people who wish to enjoy each others’ company for a single encounter.

We try to maintain security and privacy for all of our members and request that you follow a few guidelines. You should not ask your date for any identifying information.

You should not ask your partner his or her name. When you meet, your first bahis firmaları task will be to suggest a name for your partner. He or she will also suggest a name for you.

We hope that you will have unlimited enjoyable encounters with some wonderful people. Now, we would like to know how you would describe yourself to a potential date. Please fill in the following questionnaire.”

Jack filled in boxes describing himself as 38 years old, 5’10” tall, 165 lbs., somewhat fit but not athletic, receding hair, good sense of humor, reserved, college-educated, work in the field for an aerospace company. There were other questions.

When he was finished with the questionnaire the computer asked, “Jack, would you like to arrange a date?” Jack was eager to try the service but he was feeling cautious. He needed to think things over.

Soon he made up his mind to use the service. He wanted his first date to be in a city far from home. He would be traveling to Seattle next month.

Jack went to the web site for Security Short-term Investments. He entered his password and his account page opened. He pushed a tab labeled ” propose a date”.

There was an encounter form. It asked for date and time. Then it asked for a schedule of events. Jack had not really thought exactly what he wanted to do other than meet a woman and spend the night with her. On the other hand, he would enjoy an evening with good conversation.

Jack checked dinner at a restaurant. He was asked what was next on his proposed schedule for the evening. Jack was a little worried about where this was going. He was simply looking for some companionship.

He checked a box for quiet conversation back at the hotel. He figured that he and his date could decide if they wanted to stop at the hotel bar and have a nightcap before retiring to his room. In the back of his mind Jack was thinking about the potential for disaster. What type of woman would agree to a date with his total stranger?

He finished the form and submitted it. A week later there were three responses. Jack intended to pin this date down well in advance since it was his first time. He examined the responses.

The first potential date was 32 years old. She was 5’7″ tall, enjoy dancing and was devoted to her malamute dog.

The second response was from a 35-year-old elementary school teacher. She was 5’5″ and 125 lbs. and enjoyed good conversation. She described herself as being reserved but not shy.

The third was from a 33-year-old single mother with two children. She worked as a manager in a department store and enjoyed writing poetry.

Jack pondered his choices. They all seemed like a date for him. He was actually relieved to see that there were any responses at all. He was feeling a little less lonely.

Jack did not want to compete with the malamute. Also, he felt a little reluctant to take some children’s mother out on a date so he decided to go with the teacher. The computer asked him to check back to confirm.

Jack did check back the next day and found that his date was confirmed. The woman would meet him in the hotel lobby at the requested time.

A week later Jack flew to Seattle. His meetings went well but that was not the only reason he was excited. This was the day of his date.

Jack thought back. His only previous blind date was in high school. A buddy had arranged a double date. The evening was terrible. The girl was withdrawn. She did not talk. She kept her coat wrapped around her the whole evening. He concluded then that blind dates were not so great.

So, here he was in his hotel room preparing to go out on a blind date with a schoolteacher from Seattle. Jack was having second thoughts. He reminded himself that he and his date were strangers and would remain so. He would act pleasant and try to have a good time. At the end of the evening what could he lose except the cost of a dinner? She might not even show up.

At seven o’clock Jack was down in the lobby of the hotel. He tried to look relaxed as if he did this type of thing all the time. He watched for any single women who appeared to be meeting someone.

In a few minutes he did see a woman enter the lobby. She looked around. Jack suddenly realized he had no way to identify himself to his date. He looked at the woman and gave a friendly smile. She smiled back at him.

The moved toward each other. She spoke first. “I was supposed to meet someone here from Security Investments.” Jack was relieved to know that he would not miss his first date.

He answered, “I’m here also to meet someone from Security Short-term Investments.”

She looked happy, “That must be me.”

Jack stuck out his hand and was about to introduce himself when he remembered the rules. He said, ” Nice to me you. May I call you Alice?”

He thought Alice would be a good name as this reminded him of Alice in Wonderland. He had a list of alternate names in mind if she did not like the name he gave her. She said she loved the name and that no one had called her Alice before.

Alice kaçak iddaa asked if she could suggest a name for Jack. She suggested Robert. The names struck him as a little stodgy. He had been thinking of Mack or Mark but Robert was not too bad.

They left to catch a cab. As they walked through the lobby Jack watched Alice out of the corner of his eye. She was quite attractive. She seemed self-assured and her smile was warm.

They have a seafood dinner. Jack like to travel to Seattle for a number of the city’s charms but most of all for the seafood. They selected the local wine.

Alice and Jack fell into comfortable conversation. It seemed no time before the wine was finished and the coffee cups were empty.

Jack looked somewhat shyly at Alice. “Would you like to come back to the hotel for a nightcap in the lounge?” He did not dare ask her to come up to his hotel room.

Alice did not want more alcohol. He had a sinking feeling. This is what he feared the evening would be like. They would have dinner and then say goodbye.

But Alice surprised him. She looked at Jack and smiled a little mischievously, “Robert, we could go back to your hotel and relax for a while. Our conversation has been so pleasant I hate to stop now.”

Jack could not be the his ears. She was inviting herself back to his hotel. He tried not to seemed to eager. He agreed that it would be enjoyable to continue their conversation at the hotel.

They returned by cab. As they walked into the lobby Jack was a little concerned that Alice had not actually invited herself up to his room. Maybe she was thinking the two of them would sit stiffly on the sofas in the lobby like a Victorian couple.

Jack decided to take a chance. He asked Alice if she would like to come up to the room. Jack noted that his date really seemed to like being called Alice. She smiled and said, “I would love to see your room.”

In the room Jack sat on a chair. Alice took off her jacket. She was wearing a tailored suit with a skirt. Under the jacket her blouse was open at the throat. She smiled a lot when she talked. He could imagine her standing in front of her class smiling at the students as she taught them. He thought how lucky the students were to have Alice for a teacher.

They taught for a while. Jack was entranced by Alice’s bright smile.

After a few minutes Jack asked would Alice mind if he turned down some lights. It was awfully bright. He turned off the ceiling light and all but one of the table lamps. The mood became more intimate.

Instead of returning to his chair, Jack sat on the sofa beside Alice. She looked directly at him. This gave him the courage to put his arm over the back of the sofa around her shoulders. Alice moved closer to Jack until they touched.

He was burning. She was really quite beautiful. He pulled her closer until their lips met. Jack now knew he was in Wonderland. He was kissing a beautiful stranger in his hotel room. This was something he had only dreamed about.

Jack embraced Alice. He held her close and she leaned toward him.

That position became awkward so Jack suggested that they may be more comfortable on the bed. They lay on top of the bedspread. Alice’s smile seemed even prettier than before. She lay on the bed with her legs crossed at the ankles. The silk blouse draped over her small breasts and flat stomach. Jack kissed her again. As they lay together he placed his hand on her chest.

Jack opened the buttons of her blouse. She didn’t resist his advances. He turned Alice to her side and unclasped her bra. His hand moved over her stomach and up to the chest.

He caressed her breast. Alice sighed. Her smile became dreamy. Jack sensed they both had been waiting for this moment.

He pushed the blouse and bra off her shoulders and removed her skirt. There she was lying on his bed with only panties. Jack removed his shirt and slacks.

They pulled down the bedspread and lay on the sheets. Even with clothes off it was her smile that captured his attention. As they hugged he enjoyed the curve of her back. When he covered her breast with his hand the nipple poked his palm. He pressed his pelvis against hers and felt her urgently pressing back. Jack wanted to be inside Alice.

He got up and told Alice he would be right back. In the bathroom he removed his briefs and pulled a condom over his penis. Alice waited for him. She had removed her panties.

They both thrilled to his probing against her vulva. Jack pushed deeper. Alice was tight. As he probed her vagina slowly relaxed to let him slide in. He pushed into her until their bodies met. She was impaled on him. His pubic bone crushed her clitoris. They kissed and stroked and embraced.

Jack withdrew enough to place his hand down between their bodies. He rested his palm on her mound and let a finger slide between the labia. He could feel her swollen clitoris. He gave a few strokes which caused Alice to moan. With his finger and thrusts of his penis he brought her to the brink of orgasm. Alice kaçak bahis grasped Jack’s shoulders and pulled with surprising strength. She cried out that she was cumming and wanted him to pump deep into her. They both climaxed as their bodies ground together.

After that they were sleepy. Alice agreed to stay the night. The next morning Jack woke to see a beautiful sleeping Alice with the smile on her lips.

At breakfast they looked into each other’s eyes and spoke sincerely. Each told the other how wonderful the night had been and they hoped they would have another. Jack watched Alice walked down the street. He thought to himself what a difference it made to spend the night with a lovely woman.

Jack felt more relaxed than he had in months. His coworkers noticed that he finally seemed to be recovering from the divorce.

Next month he was planning a trip to Houston. He logged onto Security Investments. Jack decided to explore more features of the web page. Next to “propose a date” was a tab “accept a date”. He opened the “accept a date” tab and put in Saturday. The meetings would be over on Friday.

A list popped up on a screen. There were a dozen dates proposed. They were mostly from men looking for women. Jack noticed how they all had the same general format with dinner, some entertainment, then back to the hotel or home for a drink and conversation.

One day it was proposed by a woman. She offered a date in the mountains at a private Lodge. There would be a home-cooked dinner followed by quiet conversation. The format was not too different from the dates proposed by the men except for the home-cooked dinner.

Usually after a negotiating session Jack needed to relax. This date could be just what he needed. He wondered how he would feel being on the other end of the date-making process.

Jack checked his acceptance of the date. He knew his “résumé” would show up on the woman’s computer. If she rejected him, then he would proceed with his original plan to propose a date of his own for that day.

He was told to check his account page daily. If he changed his mind before the date was confirmed he could simply delete his name.

The next day he Jack opened his account. He was mildly shocked to see that he was accepted. Why did she confirm the date so soon? Would he be safe in the mountains with a stranger? He was aware that these thoughts probably were common for women as they accepted dates from men.

The day came and Jack was ready. He would let the women run the show. After all, she invited him. He would let her start the conversation, choose the wine, make the first move. He would try to be a good date.

The woman drove up to the hotel in a Cadillac. Jack had never ridden in a Cadillac. He usually favored European cars. This car handled well. Jack made a mental note for his next car to be a Cadillac.

The woman was 32 years old. He named her Marcia and she named him Carlos. He did not feel very Hispanic but was happy to take the name. Marcia had a fair complexion. He guessed she had some Irish background. She wore her hair shoulderlength and she had that drawl.

Jack had to restrain himself to keep from asking personal questions. Marcia as Jack if he thought she looked familiar. He told her that she was a complete stranger to him. She seemed relieved.

Her family was in the oil business. She thought someone like him in aerospace would not have much contact with oil people. Jack agreed that he could not think of a single oil person he knew.

They drove four hours. The mountains loomed in the distance for a long time. Then suddenly they were in the foothills. The road climbed higher as they left the city behind.

At last they turned into a gravel drive and approached a lodge with spectacular views of the valley and surrounding mountains. Jack was impressed.

Marcia opened the door with her key. She told Jack that this was her family’s getaway place. No one else was planning to come to up to the lodge that day so they would have it to themselves. Jack was certain he could relax in this setting.

They spend the day walking outdoors, soaking in the hot tub and trying to identify the wildlife. In the late afternoon Marcia asked Jack if he were hungry. He told her the mountain air gave him a good appetite.

Marcia proposed that she prepare supper while Jack could sit on the porch with something to drink. Jack was feeling quite manly so he got himself a Scotch.

He sat on a rocking chair looking out on the mountains as Marcia prepared food. He could smell the woods and hear the birds. The afternoon sun was warm but not hot as it had been in Houston. Jack sipped his Scotch and relaxed. He nearly dozed off.

Marcia tapped Jack on the shoulder, “Dinner is ready.” She had said two places at a small table in the sunroom. She opened a bottle of wine and they sat down to eat. Marcia had prepared steaks with potatoes and green beans.

Jack was curious about Marcia but did not want to break the Security Investment rules. He asked what made her decide to become a member. She answered that her family was well known in Houston and sometimes she wanted to just be herself without the celebrity. She picked Jack because she thought he would not know her.

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