My hand swung down in a wide arc as Samantha looked over her shoulder at me, anticipating the blow that was about to fall. At the last moment I shifted my swing, barely missing her pale asscheeks as I grabbed a handful of her long hair that was lying on the small of her back. Twisting it in my fist, I pulled her head back and up.
Pulling my fingers from her moist slit, I leaned down and placed my face close to hers. Bringing my juice slick fingers up to my mouth close, I stuck my tongue out and tasted her juices. Yanking back on her hair even harder, I brought her head back until she was straining slightly. There was a look of pure ecstasy in her eyes as she suffered through the pain obediently.
Pushing my mouth close to her ear, I let my tongue slide over her ear lobe softly. She shuddered and moaned as my breath blew lightly against her ear while I teased it with the tip of my tongue. Breaking contact with her ear, holding her head in place by her hair, I began to whisper softly in her ear.
“Miss Ellington,” I whispered. “Bobby had no idea what I could do if I had a mind to. Make no mistake, I know what you need and I will take everything that you have to give. When you think you have given everything you had, I will find a way to coax more from you, until you are a wanton begging whore. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” she moaned through clenched teeth.
“Now,” I continued to whisper softly in her ear. “I don’t have time for games. There are answers that I need and you are holding back on me. I want you to start from the top and tell me everything you know. Hold nothing back from me because I would not be happy if I found out later that you were. Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” she repeated again, this time more seriously.
“Oh, and Miss Ellington,” I whispered, dropping my voice even lower. “You taste good on my tongue and I plan on enjoying you thoroughly later.”
She moaned softly as I finished whispering in her ear. As I held her by the hair, holding her head back roughly, she began talking. Just as I had asked, she held nothing back as she described the nature of her arrangement with Bobby. My eyes grew wider as I listened intently to her story of how Bobby would call on her from time-to-time to provide her “special services” all with the intent of giving him an upper hand for later negotiations.
The list of high ranking government officials, big company CEO’s, and even clergy members that rolled off her tongue astounded me. I shook my head in disbelief at the lengths he had gone through to achieve what he considered to be an “upper hand”. Truthfully, knowing the man, I don’t see why it should have surprised me. He was a sadistic bastard to the core, and as egocentric as they came, often willing to sacrifice others for his own gain both professionally and personally.
By the time she finished her tale, I realized that I had let go of my grip on her hair sometime back. Now, instead of gripping it, I was subconsciously stroking it gently. There was a look of pure joy in her eyes as I looked down on her and smiled sweetly.
“Thank you, Miss Ellington,” I said lightly as I continued to stroke her hair softly.
“Did I make you happy, sir?” she asked in a soft whisper.
“Yes, Miss Ellington,” I sighed, as I stopped caressing her hair and collapsed on the closest chair. “You did. But you also gave me more to consider.”
“I can make you happier, sir,” she said as she knelt before me.
Her soft hands pushed my knees apart further as she slid between my spread legs. I sighed as her hands moved slowly up my legs, her fingers tickling my inner thighs as they inched closer to my groin. My cock began to twitch instinctively and rise as she cupped my balls through my pants.
My mind was still in a fog after hearing all the explicit details of her story, and I was filled with a mix of emotions that ranged from pure disbelief to outrage. I considered pushing her away, but as her hands found my belt buckle I felt my resistance melt away. With all that I had seen earlier, and what had transpired in the office so far, I wanted this just as much as she did. It was more than wanting, it was a need that had welled up inside of me, and she sensed that.
I watched as her long fingers undid my buckle, button and zipper. Her hand slipped into my open pants, stroking my hard shaft through my boxers lightly. She pulled my cock upright, straightening my hard length, exposing my cockhead as it jutted through the top of my boxers. I moaned softly as she traced her finger along my exposed flesh, tickling my cockhead lightly with her gentle touch.
She pulled away from my exposed tip, grabbing both sides of my pants and boxers with her hands. Lifting myself off the chair slightly, I allowed her to pull my pants down to my ankles, exposing my hard cock to her lust filled eyes. Standing up before me, she licked her lips seductively and bent over at the waist placing both hands on my bare thighs.
My cock began to twitch excitedly as her mouth drew closer to it. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth, licking my cockhead in quick, swirling motions. The sensation was amazing as her skilled tongue slowly tickled first my cockhead, and then my entire shaft, eliciting small moans of pleasure from me all the while.
She licked the underside of my shaft slowly, tracing my thick vein from the base to the tip. Pausing at my cockhead, she pulled back slightly, pursed her lips and blew softly on my slick cock. Her mouth moved slowly, up and down my wet shaft, as she blew gently on my throbbing shaft. The result was like a soft caress of fingers along my taut, steel hard flesh.
Her hand left my leg, sliding up to grip my pulsating shaft with her long fingers. Pulling my slick cock down slightly, she parted her lips and pulled me into her hot mouth. Maintaining a firm grip with both her hand, and her mouth, she shifted her stance slightly to move to a more comfortable position.
Once situated and a little more comfortable, she continued her oral ministrations. Her hand and mouth worked in tandem, as she stroked, sucked and licked me slowly. Reaching down with my hand, I grabbed a handful of her long hair and pulled her head back slightly to look into her eyes.
There was a sense of power about the whole thing as she continued to swallow my hard shaft repeatedly while keeping her eyes locked with mine. The lust filled look in her eyes as I thrust up slightly, driving my cock further into her mouth, made me want her even more. I was more determined than ever, that I was going to have her in all ways possible. For now though, having her in this way would have to suffice.
She began to stroke me harder and faster as I continued to thrust upward with small thrusts. Her mouth worked just as quickly over my shaft, as she swallowed me down to her fist and licked the underside of my cock repeatedly.
“That’s it,” I moaned softly, clenching her head by her hair and guiding her along my throbbing cock.
Looking down her body, I could see her free hand was thrust between her legs as she toyed with her pussy and clit simultaneously. My balls felt heavy with desire to unleash its contents as the pre-cum began to ooze profusely from the tip of my cock. She moaned as she lapped up my seeping fluids, sending vibrations down my shaft as she swallowed me whole at the same time.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as she brought herself to an orgasm with her fingers. Pausing, she moaned uncontrollably around my shaft as her body was wracked with bliss. After a few seconds of vibrating pleasures from her moans, she continued to stroke herself as she attacked my shaft with renewed vigor.
Gripping her hair even harder, I brought her mouth back to just the tip, looking into her eyes as the cum rushed up my shaft. If I had been standing, the force of my ejaculation would have brought me to my knees. As it was, I only grunted like an animal and repressed the overwhelming need to howl as I exploded into her hot mouth.
She swallowed every bit of my seed as I filled her mouth repeatedly with streams of cum that seemed to never end. Finally, as my climax began to subside, she once again swallowed me whole. Her long fingers and her mouth coaxed out every last drop from me, leaving me feeling both satisfied and extremely spent at the same time.
“Mmmm…” she said as she stood up before me. “You taste good on my tongue too, sir.”
I only chuckled softly to myself and took in her naked form once more. The fog that had disappeared from my mind quickly returned as I looked at Samantha in a new light. It was like I had a sudden realization about everything she had shared with me about her arrangements with Bobby. She stepped back slightly as she saw the intense look that formed on my face.
“Miss Ellington,” I said seriously, pulling up my pants as I stood up. “Who else knew about this arrangement with Mr. Chambers?”
“Only his clients,” she said with a puzzled look. “At least I think it was only his clients. Why?”
“My dear,” I said seriously. “Things just aren’t adding up regarding his death, and I think you may possibly be in some sort of danger.”
I looked at the DVD in my hand as I battled conflicting emotions. A part of me wanted to go ahead and stick it into the player right away. However, it was marked “For James…” which implied it was for my eyes only. In the end, I decided to err on the side of precaution and just play the DVD when I was back in my hotel by myself.
Stepping back into the “executive break room”, I looked back and forth between Helen and Ms. Fisk. As I rubbed my temples, I couldn’t help but feel more than a little overwhelmed by our most recent findings. In fact, just knowing that the library of DVD’s existed at all, just seemed to sap me of all my energy.
“Neither of you speak a word of this to anyone,” I said rather sternly as I looked from face-to-face for signs of agreement.
“As your lawyer, I can say that I am bound by confidentiality and nothing that has been seen will leave my lips without your approval,” Ms. Fisk replied matter-of-factly in an almost hurt tone.
“Yes, sir,” Helen said softly. “I won’t breathe a word to anyone.”
“Not even your husband, Helen.” I continued.
“Oh… definitely not my husband!” she replied, her cheeks flushing red once more with embarrassment.
Turning my back to them, I pulled the doors leading to the little closet shut. After checking to make certain they were locked tight, I turned towards my two confidants with an intense look on my face.
“I am thinking that I need to speak with Miss Samantha as well,” I said. “Helen, can you please go down and ask Samantha to come up to the office?”
“Yes, sir,” she replied obediently.
I could swear I saw a look of relief mixed with something I couldn’t quite identify flash on Helen’s face. She turned and made her way out the door to do my bidding. As soon as she left the room I turned my attention to Ms. Fisk.
“Ms. Fisk,” I began cautiously. “Are you sure you had no prior knowledge of the little room or the contents we found inside?”
“Mr. Goode!” she responded angrily. “No, I did not know about the room and the very fact that you…”
“Ok, ok, Ms. Fisk,” I said, raising my hands to calm her down as I interrupted her mid-sentence. “I just wanted to make certain. I believe you. Ok?”
“Ok, Mr. Goode,” she replied with a sigh, as she rubbed her own temples as if fighting off a headache. “What now… James?”
“So we are back to James now, huh?” I said with a smile, and was happy to see her smile in return.
“Yes, I guess so…”
“Well, for now I suggest business as usual. At least until I can find out more about the library of videos and what it means to this whole situation.” I said as I crossed the room towards the door.
“And, for today?” she asked.
“Today… well, perhaps you should go back to the office and begin looking up the possible legal ramifications of even possessing the DVD’s. I think I can handle things here for the rest of the day…” I sighed resignedly, hoping that I wasn’t biting off more than I could chew.
“Very well,” she said with a nod of her head. “I think you are right. There is definitely a need for a more thorough exploration into the legal side of things.”
Holding the door open for her, I watched as she walked by and headed to the office to pick up her laptop and briefcase. Even with all the things that had happened over the last hour, I still couldn’t help but admire her sensuality and the sway of her hips. I had a feeling that she would be a firecracker if the wrapping was ever undone, and I hoped that eventually I would be able to find out for myself.
A near breathless Helen escorted the lovely Samantha into the office 15 minutes later. Her chest was heaving slightly and I could tell from her prominent nipples that she was turned on by something. I just raised my eyes quizzically at her, and received an embarrassed look in return. Not wanting to dig too deeply and cause any more embarrassment, I motioned Samantha to take a seat.
“Thank you, Helen,” I said to the woman. “You can wait outside if you like. See about making yourself at home at the vacant desk just outside the door.”
“Ok, sir,” she said with a smile of relief and excused herself.
“Miss Ellington…” I began turning my chair towards her.
“You can just call me Samantha, Mr. Goode,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Miss Ellington,” I continued. “Can you please tell me about the ‘extra services’ you helped Mr. Chambers with?”
“Ooooo… I like a man that takes charge,” she cooed softly, blinking her eyes seductively.
“Fine,” she said as she rolled her eyes. “So, you want to know what I did for Mr. Chambers, do you?”
“Yes, please,” I said, leaning forward slightly to catch a glimpse of her long shapely legs.
“I provided a… unique… set of services for him and his clientele.”
“Such as…” I prompted waving my hand for her to continue.
“Based upon the way you are gesturing, I am just going to assume that you already know that answer. So, I will just confirm them for you. Yes, I performed sexual acts for Mr. Chambers and his clientele that were in need of… how do you say… a more dominant personality controlling them.”
“So, what you are saying is that you had sex with his clients,” I said in as equally as blunt a manner as she had.
“No… I am saying that I fucked his clients, Mr. Goode. I provided them with the appropriate amount of pain to give them the pleasure they sought. Some of them I fucked with a strap-on like they were my personal bitch, all depending upon Mr. Chambers’ instructions… of course.”
“Ahhh…” I said, leaning back in my chair and lacing my fingers behind my head. “I see now. So, while you fucked them… they never actually had sex with you.”
“Correct,” she said smugly. “I wouldn’t let those dirty old perverts fuck me no matter how hard they tried. That was part of the game for me.”
“Except for Mr. Chambers, of course,” I said with a knowing grin as her eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Bobby was fucking you, right?”
“How did you know?” she asked. “Did he tell you?”
“Bobby!?” I said with a laugh. “No, Miss Ellington, he didn’t. You just did though.”
She just groaned in response, as she pulled her long hair around to the front of her body and toyed with it. Her eyes searched my face intently looking for something that she assumed was hidden beneath my exterior. I leaned forward in return, gazing at her just as intently, until she finally relented.
“What did Bobby have on you, Samantha?” I asked softly.
She blinked rapidly several times, as tears began to well up in her eyes. Once again her eyes searched mine, as if looking for a hidden agenda. Her hands fidgeted nervously with her long hair, alternating between pulling it hard and flipping it with her fingers. Finally, she sighed, and stood up before me.
I leaned back in my chair and watched in surprise as she reached behind her back with her long arms. While I watched, she unzipped the back of her dress, shrugged her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood before me wearing nothing more than a white lace bra and matching panties.
Stepping out into the middle of the room, she turned around letting me take in her backside. Looping her fingers into her panties, she bent at the waist and pushed them to floor. At first my eyes were drawn to her puffy pussy lips poking out from between her legs, it looked so succulent and sweet. I blinked twice and realized what it was she was showing me.
Standing up I walked around the desk and approached her. Reaching out, I traced my hands over the raised welts in the shape of a paddle on her soft ass cheeks. There were still signs of bruising and as I pushed on them, she first winced in pain and then moaned seductively. I continued to trace my fingers over her pale cheeks, stoking her bruises and welts gently.
“Let me guess,” I said softly as my fingers slid between her legs and found her puffed up sex. “You fucked his clientele because you were Bobby’s personal slave. Right?”
“Yes, sir,” she purred as my finger stroked her quickly moistening slit.
“He was a good master then?” I asked her as my finger slipped into her moist opening.
“Yes…sir,” she moaned and then looked over her shoulder. “But he said that you were better.”
“Did he now?” I asked as I raised my right hand up shoulder level ready to strike her pale ass.
Jared began to stir when he felt someone sit down on the side of his bed. Opening his eyes he found himself looking up into Dena’s face. Her hand was resting on his bare thigh, only inches from his crotch. His hands shot down and he sighed thankfully when his hands touched a sheet.
“Looking to see if you were covered up, huh?” Dena asked, a silly smile plastered on her face.
“You could tell, huh?” Jared asked not even bothering to stifle his yawn.
“Don’t worry, stud, I covered you up earlier.”
“You wha-a-a..” he said, his eyes shooting wide in surprise.
“I’m kidding!” she replied with laughter. “You’re so cute when you get embarrassed! Ya know?”
“Glad I could amuse you,” Jared replied sarcastically as he looked around for his roommate. “Where’s Chris?”
“Out for his morning run,” she replied with a sly grin. “Won’t be back for… oh… an hour.”
Jared wiped the sleep out of his eyes groggily and let out a loud yawn as he stretched his arms. After running his hand through his hair, he turned and looked at Dena again. Just coming out of the fog of sleep, it really hadn’t registered in his brain how she was dressed. Now, however, he was able to really take a closer look at her.
She was sitting cross-legged on his mattress next to him, her smooth legs crossed in such a way that it lifted the t-shirt up she was wearing. For the second time in just over 24 hours he had a solid glimpse of her sex. Trying not to stare directly between her legs, his let his eyes roam back up to her face.
She was wearing one of Chris’ muscle shirts that hung low in on the sides. He could clearly see the side of one of her breasts, as it swayed in time to her hand running up and down his exposed thigh. Between her light touch, and the sights he had just taken in, he couldn’t help but feel the stirring of an erection forming between his legs.
“When did you two get in?” he asked, trying to change the subject.
“I don’t know,” she replied with a shrug. “It was sometime after midnight. You must have had one helluva night, since you didn’t even stir when we were having sex.”
“Oh!” was the only thing Jared could say in response.
“Yep, I can tell you…” she said running her fingers under the sheet, inching them slowly towards his manhood, “…that I wasn’t the least bit quiet either.”
“You weren’t?” he asked in surprise as he remembered how hard she had tried to stay quiet the night before initially.
“Nope,” she said softly. “I was kinda hoping you would wake up.”
“Yep,” she replied even softer. “I wanted you to watch me.”
“Why?” he asked, as her fingers found his inner thigh.
“Tell me…” she said with a husky voice. “How far did you and… Sarah, right? Yeah, Sarah… how far did you get with her last night?”
“Well…” he began slowly, “things went well!”
“I didn’t ask how things went, you ass. I asked how far did you get with her? Did you fuck her or not?”
“Sort of…” he reluctantly admitted, not wanting to raise her ire.
“Sort of…sort of!” she nearly yelled as she rolled her eyes. “There is no such thing as ‘sort of’, either you did… or you didn’t. Which was it?”
“Fine!” he said in frustration. “I didn’t!”
“What?” she said with a surprised voice. “Did you even get to cop a feel?”
“Yes,” he sighed. “Look, it was going great. We fooled around pretty heavily, and then realized I didn’t have any protection. Ok!? Satisfied?”
“Awww…” she said with a pouty lip. “Did I strike a nerve?”
“A little bit, yes,” he said exasperated. “I guess I just never expected it to get that far.”
“So you are still a virgin then?” she asked, with that same sly grin returning to her face.
“Unless a blowjob counts,” he replied half-heartedly.
“Not quite,” she said, as her fingers traced further up his inner thigh, stopping only when she brushed against his balls. “You know, I have never been with a virgin before.”
“Guess I’m a novelty, huh?” he replied, sarcasm filling his voice again.
“Not at all,” she said softly, as she cupped his balls with her hand and began to lightly massage them. “What I am saying is…”
Her voice trailed off as she shifted her hand from caressing his balls to lightly touching his now fully erect cock. A moan escaped his lips involuntarily as she wrapped her cool hand around his steel hard rod and began pumping him softly. Pulling back the sheet, she took a good look at what she held in her hand.
“Very nice, Jared.” She said admiringly and then shifted off the bed to get a closer look at his manhood. “Let me take care of this little problem that seems to have popped up.”
Jared moaned again, a little louder, as Dena wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Now he knew how Chris must have felt as she began to slowly pull him into her willing mouth. He let out a sharp breath in surprise as she deep throated him, taking him all way down her throat. When she swallowed, he could feel her throat move around his tip, filling him with sensations he didn’t think was possible.
“Mmm…” she said as she pulled her mouth back and off his shaft. “You are nice and long, aren’t you?”
“I-I-I guess,” he stammered out, again at a loss for words when it came to situations such as this.
“I can think of a much better place for this beautiful cock of yours,” she replied, looking up into his eyes with her cheek resting on the underside of his shaft.
“Where?” he asked, swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat.
Dena only giggled in response as she stood up and slid onto the bed with him. Before he could say anything else, she had straddled his waist facing him with a lust filled look on her face. She shifted up slightly, reached behind herself, grasped his hard cock and guided his cockhead to her moist opening.
She looked down on him, holding him and rubbing his cockhead up and down her moist slit. He could feel her juices coating his bulbous head as she pleasured herself with it. Suddenly she stopped, positioned him just right and then sat back, impaling herself on his hard cock.
Jared’s head began to reel as he felt the silky smoothness of her walls enclose around his throbbing cock. He had thought the blowjob from Sarah, and the deep throat from Dena, couldn’t be beaten… but he was wrong. Neither of those had prepared him for the sensations he was experiencing now.
He looked up at her in disbelief as she took him all the way inside of herself and then sat up straight. She wiggled her hips, spreading her legs a little more, allowing him to slide even deeper into her womb. There was a look of pure bliss on her face when he felt what could only be the back of her pussy pressed against his cockhead.
She just sat there, rocking back and forth, grinding herself on his hard shaft. It was an absolutely amazing sight, as she began to pinch her own nipples and moaned his name repeatedly. Her pussy walls were so velvety soft, gripping him like a glove as her juices flowed over his shaft and balls.
Placing his hands below her shirt, he pushed them upwards until he held both of her breasts in his hands. Remembering what Sarah had liked the night before, he pushed Dena’s hands aside and began tweaking her nipples softly.
“Oh fuck!” she moaned. “At least I don’t have to show you that!”
He pulled her nipples straight out and twisted them at the same time. The sounds that escaped her mouth was a pure delight. Leaning forward, she caught herself with her hands, her eyes locking with his. There was almost ferociousness about her as she began to rock back and forth on his hard shaft.
Jared wasn’t certain who was fucking who in this whole scenario as she forcefully thrust backwards on his cock repeatedly. The look of pure lust that filled her eyes every time she bottomed out on his shaft only added to the experience. He let himself go, releasing any of the inhibitions he may have been holding onto, as he released her nipples and grabbed her by the ass.
Holding her there, he began to thrust himself into her hard and fast. His hands clenching her ass cheeks hard, pulling them apart as his fingers found where the two of them were joined. Reaching down a little further, his fingers brushed her pussy where it gripped his shaft, feeling her in more ways than one as he filled her repeatedly with his hard cock.
She moaned loudly as his slick fingers left where they were joined and slid up to her anus. He pressed his finger gently against her rosebud and she began to whip her red hair around, slapping him in the face with it.
“Oh shit! Oh shit!” she moaned thrusting herself back to meet his upward thrusts.
His finger slid partway into her sphincter, penetrating her with just the tip as the two of them continued to thrust in rhythm. Moans freely escaped her mouth now, along with several choice curse words, as his finger slipped further into her back passage.
“That’s it! That’s it!” she yelled, holding herself still as his finger slipped inside to the second knuckle. “I am so fucking there!”
Dena began whimpering uncontrollably as Jared shoved his throbbing cock deep inside of her in several rapid thrusts. He felt her sphincter tighten around his finger hard at the same time her pussy clenched his shaft. A guttural sound came from deep within her as her mouth contorted into an “o” and her eyes nearly rolled back into her head.
With a loud grunt of his own, Jared lost completely control as he exploded deep inside of her. He thought he had cum a lot with Jill and then with Sarah, but those paled in comparison to this. It felt as if the top of his cock had literally exploded with the force of his ejaculation and he sent his hot seed splashing against her walls, filling her up with forceful spurts.
“Oh my god! Oh my god!” she moaned as her pussy walls spastically contracted around his shaft.
Dena collapsed against his chest, letting her head rest on his shoulder, still whimpering softly as he gently pulled his finger from her sphincter. His cockhead felt super sensitive as she continued to grasp his shaft with her pussy walls is if trying to milk his very essence from his balls. He was filled with conflicting sensations of exhaustion and a definite want to do that again… immediately.
She kissed the side of his neck gently, tracing his skin with her lips and her tongue while he held onto her. His cock was still firmly between her legs, surrounded by the warmth of her pussy while their combined juices coated his balls.
“Damn…” she whispered softly, “you’re a natural at this aren’t you?”
Jared just sighed in response, his hands caressing her ass gently. He couldn’t believe what had just happened between the two of them. Chris would absolutely kill him if he knew that he and Dena had just had sex. His mind reeled with conflicting feelings.
“Mmm…” she whispered into his ear, running the tip of her tongue gently along it. “You’re still hard, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” he whispered back.
“We still have time,” she said, looking at the clock and then beginning to thrust slowly on his still hard shaft. The feeling of her stroking his sensitive cock sent sparks of electricity all over his body.
“Yes, yes we do,” he said between moans.
“Here’s what I want you to do,” she began…
“Damn, but that was hot!” Sarah exclaimed as they slid into the front seat of Jared’s Explorer.
“Who you telling?” he asked, his heart pounding with excitement. He was still rock hard and could feel his shaft literally throbbing in his pants, as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Turning onto the street, Jared nearly ran off the road when Sarah put both feet up on his dash and hiked up her skirt. Glancing down, he caught sight of her inner thighs and white panties. Even from where he was sitting he could see the wet spot that had formed on her panties.
“I’m so fucking turned on right now, that I can’t help myself,” she continued as she stroked herself over her panties in small circular motions. “I’ve never done anything like that before…”
“Never?” Jared asked incredulously. “It sure seemed like you had.”
“Hell no!” Sarah exclaimed and then moaned as her fingers found her clit through her panties. Her breathing became more rapid as she stroked her little button furiously. Through her clenched teeth she managed to say, “You had better find somewhere to pull off fast, damn it!”
Jared looked around frantically, trying to get his bearings. A few streets later everything began to look familiar to him. Shooting down a side road, he made a beeline straight towards a park the he knew was nearby and hoped that the place was empty. He could swear that his heart rate was beating more than double its normal rate and the overall feeling was making him lightheaded.
He turned into the park, thankful that there were only a few cars in the parking lot. From the looks of things, there was a group of people playing basketball on one of the lighted courts. Bypassing those cars, he drove a little further down and slammed his breaks to a halt in the darkest area he could find.
The Explorer wasn’t even completely shut off when Sarah pushed the arm rest up, turned her body to face him and thrust herself onto him. Her hands wrapping around his head and pulling him into a lust filled kiss. Jared struggled to breathe as she pressed her full lips against his and her tongue invaded his mouth.
It was quite the awkward position, as Jared struggled to move his arms. One arm was pinned beneath her and while he truly enjoyed feeling her against him… it was becoming painful. Sensing his discomfort, she shifted her body until she was straddling his waist as she shoved herself between him and the steering column.
Reaching down with one hand, she pulled the lever on the chair, causing Jared to rocket backwards into a reclining position
forcefully. He looked up at her in wonder as her hands began running all over his chest as she frantically found his buttons and began undoing them. All the while she was grinding herself on his crotch repeatedly like a woman in heat and driving him absolutely crazy with desire.
As she fumbled with his shirt buttons, Jared grasped the hem of her dress and began to push it up. His hands cupped her plump asscheeks savoring the feel of her flesh under his palms. It was a heady experience as he explored her ass with his hands, relishing the fact that she was wearing a thong and actually being able to touch her naked flesh.
Finding the top of the thong, he traced his fingers down the thin material, pulling it up as his hands traversed between her cheeks. Not sensing her resisting his touch in any way, he continued lower, until she jumped as his fingers caressed her rosebud. The caress only added to Sarah’s insistence to get his shirt off, as she grabbed both sides and just yanked to pop the remaining buttons.
As soon as his shirt was open, her hands went to work on his chest and abdomen, exploring him excitedly as her fingers slipped down to his belt buckle. He shifted slightly, removing his hands from her ass and sliding upward to let her have better access to his belt and zipper. Once situated, he reached out and grasped the hem of her dress once more and began to pull upwards.
Sarah stopped fumbling with his belt long enough to allow him to pull her dress over her head. As he watched, she reached back and undid the clasp on the bra that was holding her large, soft breasts in place. She shrugged the bra off and dropped it onto the seat with her dress, sitting up and revealing her naked chest to his eyes.
Jared was in absolute fascination with her large breasts. His eyes roamed her entire abdomen and chest as he struggled with exactly where to touch this hot vixen first. Her thick waist was more tone than he had thought possible, and the curves of her hips were enticing him as they wiggled back and forth on his crotch.
The most captivating part of her body though was how her breasts swayed in time to her grinding. They were so large and full that he couldn’t resist cupping them in his palms and hefting them gently. His thumbs instinctively found the small erect nipples at the tips of her breasts, as he brushed them lightly in exploration.
“Yes…” she moaned loudly. “Pull on them, please!”
Jared let her breasts fall from the palm of his hands as he continued exploring her areolas with his fingers and thumbs. He made small circles over her flesh, caressing her softly as his fingers inched closer and closer to her stiff nipples. A soft moan escaped from between her clenched teeth when his thumbs and index fingers clasped her sensitive nubs.
He twisted them gently, pulling them outward and listened to her moans of pleasure. As he continued pulling and twisting lightly, he alternated between paying attention to the little nubs and caressing her breasts exploratory. It was made much easier when she leaned forward slightly and finished unbuckling his belt.
Her hands worked like a wildfire over his pants, undoing his button and zipper with deft precision. She murmured in delight when his fly came open, exposing his hard shaft outlined by his boxers. His cockhead was jutting out of the top of his waistband, left exposed with all the shifting in the seat. Now it was his turn to moan as she ran her finger over the tip, tickling him softly while she moaned in delight.
Jared moved his hands around her back, pulling her down to him and upwards at the same time, until her breasts dangled just below his mouth. Lifting his head slightly, he wrapped his lips around one of her nipples and sucked it lightly while running his tongue over the taut flesh. He positioned one hand to hold her breast and tweak her other nipple, while the other slid down her back to cup her ass once more.
His fingers moved down her ass crack again, parting her cheeks as he traced his way down between her legs. While she continued to stroke him through his boxers, he pushed his fingers under her panties caressing her damp pussy lips. She moaned and threw her head back, gripping his shaft tightly as his finger easily slipped into her moist depths.
For the next several minutes, he just focused on fingering her the best he could. When his fingers rubbed up against her clit, she jumped up and squealed with what could only be construed as pleasure. He learned what made her tick, as he alternated between caressing her outer lips, clit and driving his fingers into her hard and fast.
Sarah moaned loudly, as she fished Jared’s shaft out from his boxers. Her soft hand wrapped around his pulsating flesh, stroking him the best she could while he sucked on her nipples and played with her pussy. Jared couldn’t remember a more fantastic feeling, even with the intermittent stroking it was delightful to feel her hand firmly grasping his steely flesh.
Suddenly, Sarah’s moans got louder as she began to shudder. Her head whipped back and forth as her face contorted with pure bliss. Jared clamped down on her nipple with his lips, letting his teeth graze her sensitive flesh while he attacked her clit with his fingers with renewed vigor.
He was almost certain that anyone within a mile radius could hear her scream out as her senses were flooded with a climactic rush. Jared had thought her pussy was hot and wet before, but now it practically gushed her womanly fluids as he shoved his digits as far into her as he could. Her walls constricted around his fingers tightly as his hand and wrist were coated with her juices.
“Oh fuck…oh fuck!” she yelled repeatedly until her orgasm subsided.
With a moan she leaned back, disengaging his fingers from her moist canal. There was a mixture of lust and contentment on her face as she looked down at Jared. Her tongue slid out of her mouth and licked her lips provocatively, “Jared… tell me you have a condom.”
“Uhhh…” was the only thing he could respond with.
“You don’t have a condom?” she said rolling her eyes.
“I-I-I never needed one before…” he stammered out apologetically.
“Ok…” she sighed, and then slapped him hard on the chest. “Next time, you better come prepared!”
The only thing Jared heard was “next time” his eyes growing large at the realization she was proposing they not only go out again, but do the same thing again. He watched her slip off his body, and resume her position on the seat next to him and gather up her clothes. His hard cock wagged in the wind, practically begging for some attention.
“Damn! But I hate letting a good thing go to waste…” she said eyeing his twitching shaft as she pulled her dress back over her head. “I don’t usually do this, but…”
Jared let out a surprised gasp as she leaned over and placed her mouth firmly around his cockhead. His eyes rolled back in his head as her tongue danced over his cockhead tickling him as she tongued his slit. Pre-cum began to immediately ooze from the tip and she lapped it up quickly before pulling the rest of his into her throat.
She wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, just above his balls. As she stroked him hard and fast her tongue slid expertly long the underside, massaging him just right. His hand slid up her back slowly and just before he reached her head, she released his cock from her lips and said, “Don’t even think about holding my head. You are a big SOB and I don’t feel like gagging tonight.”
With that said, she resumed her oral ministrations on his throbbing manhood. Her mouth and tongue elicited sensations he had never experienced before. Between her small quick strokes and hot wet mouth, it wasn’t long before he felt the urge to cum overwhelm him.
“Sarah…” his moaned through clenched teeth as he fought to contain his explosion, “I’m going to…to…”
He couldn’t finish his sentence as he lost complete control and exploded deep into her mouth. She gulped in surprise at first and then moaned in approval as she swallowed the rest of his thick load. As he finished exploding into her mouth, she stroked him with long, hard strokes milking the last of the cum from his shaft.
Sitting up, she continued to stroke him gently and smiled warmly at him. After several seconds, she released him and straightened up her clothes. Although still rock hard Jared managed to pull his boxers and pants up while she watched him with a humorous expression on her face. Finally, he was able to bring his seat back up.
“Wow!” she sighed. “I really didn’t expect to do that tonight…”
“You!?” Jared asked in surprise, and smiled when she giggled.
“Ok…ok… I see what you mean,” she said as Jared started the car and headed out of the parking lot. “Next time though… it will have to be someplace we can move around a little more. Oh, and…”
“I know, I know… bring a condom,” Jared said smacking himself in the head at his stupidity.
“Yep,” she said as she leaned back in the seat.
They made small talk the rest of the way back to the campus, laughing about what had happened that night. He walked her to her room, where she gave him a small peck on the cheek before disappearing into her room.
Stumbling into his room, he noted that his roommate was absent and then collapsed on his back with a huge grin. Stripping out of his clothes, he slipped under the sheet naked and caressed his cock until it was hard once again. His mind replaying the nights events over and over until he fell asleep.
Turning the handle, he opened the door to find Sarah standing there. Her eyes lit up an even brighter green as she smiled at him. Jared noticed that she had pulled her black hair back into a ponytail. Her full lips were painted with a muted red lipstick, and she had just enough make-up to enhance her beauty without overpowering her natural looks.
She had changed clothes as well, and was now wearing a blue dress that fell mid-way between her ass and her knees. Jared’s eyes immediately went from her lovely face to her chest, as he took in the low-cut top that exposed quite a bit of cleavage. Swallowing the lump that formed in his throat, he looked right back up at her face in embarrassment.
“Hey there!” she beamed at him. “You ready to go?”
“Yeah, sure…” he replied, glancing back over his shoulder and receiving a thumbs up from his roommate. “Where we headed to?”
“There’s a small restaurant downtown that I have been dying to try out! It’s called Café Gealach, and serves traditional Irish faire. It is kinda out of the way, small and quiet. I thought it would be a nice place for us to go try out and get to know one another. How’s that sound?”
“Sounds good to me,” he replied, stepping out into the hallway and pulling to door shut behind him.
The ride out to the café was filled with small talk as they worked on getting to know one another a little better. At first Jared was nervous and found himself tripping over his words, but by the time he pulled into the café parking lot all the nervousness seemed to have disappeared. Not only that, she was actually laughing at what he had to say and seemed to really enjoy his company. It was completely mind boggling to him.
Café Gealach was just as she had described it, small, quaint and quiet. The inside was done up almost like an old Irish pub, complete with the wood tables and all. The two of them were showed to their table by a young redhead waitress with a bubbly personality and an overtly flirtatious nature.
The more she flirted, the more red faced Jared was getting. As soon as the bubbly waitress realized she was having an effect on him, she upped the ante and took every opportunity she could to either brush up against him or drop a innuendo when appropriate. It wouldn’t have been so bad if Sarah wasn’t laughing good-naturedly and egging the waitress on, while the girl continued to flirt with not only Jared but her as well.
One thing could be said about the pub and that was the fact that the beer was great and they kept it coming. The two of them had managed to drink 2 pitchers of beer between them by the time supper came around. The beverages were definitely having an effect on Sarah as she became more and more flirtatious with Jared as the evening continued.
Jared felt like he was doing pretty good himself. He didn’t know if he had a case of liquid courage, or if he was just growing comfortable with Sarah. Whatever was going on, it had definitely allowed him to become more relaxed. Well, he was as relaxed as he could be given the fact that every time the waitress came by she managed to brush his arm with her curvy ass.
“Loosen up, Jared,” Sarah said with a smile when Jared tightened up after the most recent brush from the waitress. “It’s ok to be attracted to her, you know?”
“Wha-a-t?” Jared replied turning red. “I’m not attracted to her.”
“Don’t be silly! She is a cute and fiery redhead,” she laughingly replied, a mischievous look forming in her eyes. “I’m not afraid to admit that even I am attracted to her.”
Jared stared bug eyed at Sarah for a moment and then downed the rest of his beer with one large gulp. He didn’t quite know how he should respond to the latest statement. Sarah just laughed and signaled for the waitress to bring another pitcher of beer for the table.
As the waitress refilled their glasses, leaning over provocatively, Sarah took the opportunity to strike up a flirtatious conversation of her own with the woman.
“So.. it’s Ginny, right?” she asked nodding to the waitress’ name tag.
“Yep,” she replied turning on a 1000 watt smile, “and you are Sarah and Jared if I heard you correctly earlier.”
“Jared and I were just talking about you.”
“Oh, you were?” she asked in a playful voice. “Do tell…”
“Well, I was telling Jared here that it was ok for him to find you attractive even though he is out on a date with me.”
“Really!?” Ginny replied raising her eyebrows in mock surprise, “He’s attracted to little ol’ me!?”
Sarah joined in on Ginny’s laughter as Jared only continued to grow even redder in the face. He knew that she didn’t mean anything bad by it, but he still wasn’t completely comfortable with the whole situation he had found himself in and this was only adding to his confusion about where he stood.
“What else were you saying?” Ginny continued, batting her eyelashes at Sarah.
“Oh, that I even I was attracted to you.”
“Hmmm… and… ?”
“…and… then I bet him that you weren’t wearing any panties under that skirt of yours. He says you are, and I told him he needed to find out for himself.”
Jared nearly choked on his beer in surprise, since that was definitely not a part of the earlier discussion they were having. His eyes grew wider when Sarah winked at him playfully and rubbed her foot up and down his leg under the table.
“Oh really!?” Ginny said looking over at Jared with a huge grin. “Give me a few minutes to finish up with the other customers and then we will talk more about this little wager of yours.”
With that she turned away, brushing her ass once more across Jared’s arm as she made her way to the other patrons. Jared turned to Sarah with a little glare of anger in his eyes, “What do you think you are doing?” he asked her.
“Like I said, you need to loosen up Jared. Have fun, will ya?” she replied as she downed another glass of beer. “The worst thing that could happen is that she refuses to play along.”
“Somehow I don’t think that will happen,” Jared replied rather stiffly.
“That is what I am hoping,” Sarah quipped right back, causing Jared to jump as her foot slid between his legs and came to rest on his crotch.
Jared was finding it extremely hard to focus, let alone talk as she kept her foot nestled between his legs. Every time she shifted her foot even the slightest bit, it caused him to jump reflexively. Each time he jumped, she just wagged her eyebrows and smiled at him knowingly.
It was after one such brush with her foot that the waitress reappeared at his side. That Cheshire like grin spreading over her face when she looked down at him, with her hip firmly pressed into his arm. He was thankful that the table kept the waitress from seeing Sarah’s foot running up and down his steadily hardening shaft.
“So…about that little wager…” Ginny purred seductively looking back and forth between Sarah and Jared.
“Yes… about the wager,” Sarah replied in an even more seductive tone than the waitress had used.
“What is the stakes?”
“Hmmm…” Sarah replied thoughtfully. “If you are wearing panties, then I will buy supper and if you aren’t… Jared will. Sound good to you, Jared?”
“Like I have a choice!” he retorted, jumping as Sarah’s toes found his cockhead.
“Jared…” Sarah said in a pouting voice.
“Ok, fine, it is a deal then. If she is wearing panties you buy the supper, if she isn’t then I will.”
“Yay!” Sarah beamed happily. “So, Ginny, which is it? Commando or not?”
“You will just have to find out for yourselves, won’t you?” she replied, licking her lips and flipping her red hair back over her shoulder. It was Sarah’s turn to nearly choke on her beer and it was obvious she hadn’t expected it to go this far.
“F-f-find out for ourselves?” Sarah stammered out in surprise.
“Of course, sweetie,” Ginny replied in a throaty voice. “After all, I should get something out of this too. You didn’t think I would just tell you, did you?”
“Of course not,” Sarah said trying to regain her composure. “It’s just with the place open and all I didn’t expect…”
“No worries, sweetie,” Ginny continued. “Right now it is just us and the bartender out here.”
Sarah and Jared both looked around and sure enough, the other patrons had already departed. Leaving just them there with Ginny and the bartender that was busy washing glasses. Jared raised his eyebrows at Sarah questioningly.
“Now, before we are joined by others…” the redhead began, and then stepped forward slightly and backed up to Jared. “Place your hand on my inner thigh.”
Jared looked at Sarah again questioningly, and after receiving a shrug in reply, he did as he was told. He placed his hand just above Ginny’s knee gently.
“Higher…” she purred.
He let his hand slide up her leg, feeling her soft flesh beneath his palm as he slid it up to the hem of her skirt.
“Yes…” she sighed, “higher…”
Jared picked up his beer with his free hand and took a long pull before continuing further up her thigh. As his hand slid further up her thigh, his arm caught on her skirt and raised it at the same time. More and more of the woman’s curvy ass came into sight as his eyes feasted on her round pale globes of flesh.
“Higher…” she moaned as his fingers found her upper thighs and she parted her legs a little further for his probing hand.
It was already obvious that the woman wasn’t wearing any panties as he took in her bare ass, but the more she urged him on… the higher he went. Finally his fingers found the center of her legs. He brushed his finger gently against her sex, feeling her soft pubic hair caressing his fingers in return.
“That’s it…” she moaned softly, “… a little higher…”
Jared’s probing fingers found her moist pussy lips, brushing against them as he explored her sex from beneath her skirt. He continued to touch and caress the woman, as the liquid courage caught fire in him. Without a thought in the world, he let his finger slip into her moist canal to the first knuckle. He wiggled it softly, savoring the feel of her as she practically sucked his digit into her pussy.
Ginny moaned softly again and then pulled away from Jared’s probing hand. It left him wanting more and Sarah knew it, especially the way he had grown even harder under her foot. He glanced her way and there was no mistaking the look of lust that was evident in her expression.
“Your turn, sweetie,” Ginny purred to Sarah.
Jared just expected that Ginny would do the same thing with Sarah that she had done with him, and from the look in Sarah’s face so did she. But when Ginny approached Sarah it was obvious that she had other plans in mind. The woman had Sarah pull her chair out from table, and Jared immediately felt a pang of loss when Sarah removed her foot from his crotch to accommodate Ginny’s request.
Ginny positioned herself between Sarah and the table, once Sarah was far enough back to give her the room she needed. Jared looked over at the bartender, who just looked over, smiled and shook his head in amusement. Leaning over the table in front of Sarah, Ginny winked at Jared and then looked over her shoulder at Sarah.
“Ok, sweetie,” she said in a throaty voice. “Your turn…now be a good girl and lean forward some, will you?”
Sarah did as she was asked, leaning closer to the redheads curvy behind. She tentatively placed her both hands on the woman’s legs, just under her skirt. Jared scooted his chair around slightly, craning his neck to see what was going to happen next.
“Very good, Sarah,” Ginny said. “Now… you know what to do next… get all the confirmation you need for the little wager of yours.”
Sarah looked at Jared wide eyed and then back at the redhead’s ass inches from her face. They both heard Ginny let out a frustrated groan as she pushed her ass back towards Sarah expectantly. Sarah blinked rapidly and then began pushing the other woman’s skirt up higher revealing her bare backside inch by inch.
Finally, Ginny’s skirt was up around her waist as she stood there with her pale ass jutting towards Sarah’s face. “Do it, Sarah… quickly… before another customer comes in…” she moaned over her shoulder in a pleading voice.
Sarah ran both hands up the other woman’s thighs, caressing her softly as she reached the pinnacle and lightly brushed against her exposed pussy lips. Ginny moaned a low moan, urging Sarah to lick her just once for good measure.
Jared had never been more turned on before in his life as Sarah leaned forward and ran her tongue across Ginny’s pussy lips. He watched in fascination as Ginny shuddered uncontrollably when the tip of Sarah’s tongue penetrated her slightly and probed her sweet canal. Both women moaned as Sarah really began to get into it, letting her tongue slide deeper into the other woman’s pussy and lapping up her sweet nectar.
No sooner had it begun, than it was brought to abrupt halt by the sound of the bell on the outside door chiming. Ginny quickly righted herself and stepped away from the table just as a family of four entered the dining area. She covered her mouth as if trying to recover from a sneeze as she regained her composure.
“Now then, I assume you get this?” she asked as she handed him the check, and then abruptly stepped away to greet the new patrons as if nothing untoward had been happening.
“Holy shit!” Sarah said softly. “Hurry up and pay the tab!”
Jared looked at the bill and pulled out enough cash to cover the cost plus an ample tip for Ginny. As soon as the money hit the table, Sarah grabbed him by the hand and pulled him towards the door. “Keep the change,” she said with a small laugh as they passed Ginny.
“Come back anytime you two!” Ginny called out. “Oh… and Jared…”
Jared paused and looked at the waitress just before Sarah pulled him through the door. A huge grin split her face as she said, “…you’re welcome!”
Getting myself acclimated to my surroundings was difficult, to say the least. It was like a non-stop parade of people coming into the office, introducing themselves and trying to explain to me what their roles were within Chamber Enterprises. By mid-day my head was absolutely spinning with names, faces and facts. If I had ever been overwhelmed before, I hadn’t known it, at least not in comparison with the onslaught of the day so far.
Thankfully Ms. Fisk stayed with me the entire time, coaching and mentoring me on the ins and outs of the company from a legal standpoint. I was amazed that she knew so much about the place and the workings of the company. When I said as much, her reply was only a smile and a reminder that it was her job to know these kinds of things. Apparently, one her primary clients had been Chamber Enterprises ever since it sprang to life under Bobby’s guidance and she had a foothold in the company since day one of operations.
Despite that reassurance, I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed at the task set before me. In the back of my mind I couldn’t help but curse Bobby and the circumstances he had thrust me into. I was perfectly happy with the life I had been living up to that point… well, mostly happy anyway. This change in my routine was almost too much for my psyche to handle and it felt like my grip on reality was going to slip at any moment.
When lunch finally rolled around, I was able to get up from the tasks that had been set before me and followed Ms. Fisk on a tour of the place. It was as mind blowing as the rest of the morning had been. We traversed the hallways, walking through all 5 floors of the building. I only smiled and gave small nods to the large number of employees that populated each floor. An earlier estimation that was given to me was that each floor could hold around 350 people, and that overall this building alone had around 1500 employees in it. That wasn’t counting all the people that worked in smaller offices throughout the nation.
The final stop on the tour was Bobby’s personal break room. It was not only where he went to relax, but apparently it was also where he hosted client meetings with top executives from various companies he dealt with. To say that it was impressive was an understatement, and I can’t even begin to describe the place. Aside from the full wall projected TV, there were several leather couches, a built in bar, and all the amenities one could ever want.
I stepped up to the bar and poured myself a glass of the best whiskey I could find. With all the events that had transpired, it was amazing that I hadn’t partaken in an adult beverage earlier. I poured one for Ms. Fisk and Helen as well, and as we sipped our drinks, I continued my exploration of this private “chamber”.
A large set of double doors that was tucked off in a corner caught my eye. It wasn’t the fact that the doors were there that had me intrigued, it was the keypad that was mounted on the wall next to them. I couldn’t help but wonder why in the world he would have a secured room within his private chamber. Putting my drink down on the bar, I walked over to the doors for closer inspection.
“What is in here?” I asked Ms. Fisk.
I tried to open the doors by the handle, just in case the keypad was for something else. It didn’t work, of course, but a man had to try. I turned my attention to the keypad, running my hand over it as I turned and looked at Ms. Fisk expectantly.
“Honestly, I don’t have a clue,” she replied, with a curious expression. “It was never opened when I was here and he never gave me the pass code either.”
“Hmmm…” I said to myself as I turned my attention back to the key pad. “That is interesting, since you knew about everything else here.”
“Well… I don’t know everything… obviously,” she replied, and I could hear a tinge of frustration in her voice.
“No worries, Ms. Fisk,” I told her with a small smile.
I looked at the keypad thoughtfully and then punched in a set of numbers on the panel. There was an audible click as the light on the keypad turned green. Casting a glance over my shoulder, I gave Ms. Fisk and Helen a wink and then pulled on the double doors. I don’t know what I was expecting to find, but what was there was certainly a surprise.
“How did you know the code?” I heard Ms. Fisk ask as I stepped into the hidden treasure room I had found.
“Easy…” I replied with a smirk. “Bobby was ever the predictable one. It was the same code he used for the security system at home.”
“Ahhh…” she nodded in understanding.
I stepped into the newly opened room, looking around in wonder at the items I found on the walls and on shelves. It was as if Bobby had setup a fully stocked sex shop within his private chamber. There was every manner of toys, sexual devices, cuffs, whips, blindfolds… you name it, and it was there. I wasn’t certain if I should smile or shake my head in disbelief.
“Oh my gawwd,” I heard Ms. Fisk exclaim from behind me.
“I know, right?” I said with a smile. Knowing Bobby, it shouldn’t have surprised me any, but in a way it did. I guess I just never expected his tastes and desires to flow so readily over into his work. Now, I wondered how often he was actually working late, and how often he was… well… working late.
At the back of the large room was a neatly organized collection of DVD’s. Curious, I stepped up to the library and began running my fingers along the spines. Each DVD had been meticulously labeled with the date, time, and a special code. There was no rhyme or reason behind the coding that I could see, so I could only suspect that Bobby had organized them according to some cataloging system that only he knew.
I found the latest DVD that had been made, dated just two days prior and pulled it off the shelf. Turning it over in my hands, I looked at it and considered putting it back. However, my curious nature won out and I pushed past Ms. Fisk into the plush “break room”. Passing Helen as she stood open mouthed staring at devices she had likely never seen before in her life.
After a few minutes of searching, and then attempting to figure out the convoluted entertainment system, I finally managed to get it to work. Pressing play on the system, I took a seat on the couch directly opposite the scene that was about to be projected onto the wall. As I looked on intently, waiting for the DVD to begin, Ms. Fisk handed me a freshly refilled glass of whiskey.
“Thanks,” I said with a weak smile, “I have a feeling I may need that.”
“That’s what I thought too,” she said running her hand along my shoulder from behind me.
I looked around for Helen, but she was still engrossed with all the various items she had found in the large closet like storeroom. From where I sat, I could see her running her hands across various toys and gadgets. Something had definitely caught her eye, and I chuckled to myself when I saw her lift up a large double ended toy in fascination.
We heard the sound before the picture came onto the screen. There were voices talking and I could pick out Bobby’s as well as a couple others that I didn’t recognize. As the scene materialized on the wall, I nearly spit my whiskey out in surprise. Standing before me, about 8 foot tall was Samantha, wearing nothing but a pair of black panties and thigh high boots.
It was like a switch had been turned on in my body, as I went from completely flaccid to rock hard in 30 seconds flat. She looked even tastier than I could ever possibly imagine. Her pale white skin looked absolutely radiant, with her large pink areolas topped off with thick, erect nipples. I don’t know what turned me on more, seeing her bare breasts and shapely near nude body, or the fact that she wore a set of nipple clamps with a chain connecting them together.
It took a minute for the setting to register, and once it did, I began to look frantically around the room. Everything on the screen was taking place in the very room we were now sitting in. Whatever was used to capture this on video was obviously well hidden, because I couldn’t see anything that even closely resembled a video monitoring system.
Turning back to the scene on the wall, I took a long drink from the whiskey I held in my hand. The more it played out, the more arousing and enticing it became. I could still hear the men’s voices in the room, but none of them had yet to come into the picture. Bobby’s was distinct and clear though, asking Samantha if she was ready to begin.
“Of course…” came her amplified voice through the sound system, as she walked towards the sound of Bobby’s voice.
I don’t know how it worked, but somehow the camera picture switched to her backside as she walked towards the table I now had my feet propped on. I could see her pale white asscheeks, parted by the black lacy thong as she bent over to pick up a large paddle from the table. She picked it up, gauging the weight of the paddle as she lovingly caressed it with her other hand.
She turned towards the camera with a wicked gleam in her eyes and the sexiest smile I had ever seen. I watched as she sashayed towards the couch, her hips swaying from side-to-side seductively with each step. It was a mesmerizing sight that I would never forget, as I sat there open mouthed and staring at the screen.
The picture shifted again, this time showing the men that were in the room. I could see Bobby standing there completely naked, with his erect shaft nestled in the palm of his hand. When Samantha stepped to the side, I got a good look at the other men in the room and my eyes went wide with surprise. On the couch, on all fours and as naked as the day he was born, was Senator Wilson Harris.
The sharp intake of breath from the couch next to me was enough to tell me that Ms. Fisk just had the same realization. The whole scenario was compounded even further when a third man came into the picture. This time even Helen squeaked out in surprise as the Honorable, Judge Logan Gerhardt appeared on the screen as naked as the other two men.
The scene that continued to unfold was absolutely mind boggling, as Samantha alternated between spanking both the senator and the judge. From the looks of things, she didn’t hold back either, as she let the paddle come down on them hard with successive “whacks”. I swear I could hear the wind whistling as the thick paddle swung through the air.
Sounds of the paddle slapping bare flesh filled the air, the scene only further enhanced by the state of the art surround sound. The two men’s moans of pleasure from the spanking they were receiving were punctuated by occasional yelps of pain. Bobby just stood off to the side, grinning like a proud papa as Samantha summarily punished the two men.
I watched as Bobby finally strode around to the front of the couch, climbing onto the soft cushions to join Senator Harris. The judge backed off and away from the couch as Samantha made her way off screen. She reappeared a short time later carrying a small tube of jelly and wearing the large strap-on dildo that I had seen hanging in the storeroom.
“Oh my…” I heard Helen exclaim as Samantha positioned herself behind the senator.
I looked over at her, and watched as her face turned red in what was either embarrassment or arousal. At that point it really could have been either, but I was betting it was a healthy mix of the two conflicting sensations. My thoughts were affirmed when I saw her lightly squeeze and caress her breasts, completely unaware of my observations.
Turning back to the screen, I watched, fascinated as Samantha began applying the jelly to the senator’s backside. She slipped her fingers into his rear passage, fingering his puckered hole while lubing him up for what could only be a penetrating experience. Throughout the whole thing, we could hear him moaning in pleasure from the sensations.
Satisfied that he was well lubed, Samantha grabbed her lifelike dildo and positioned the head at his anus. We watched as his eyes went large and his mouth opened wide in surprise as she pushed forward, penetrating him from behind. Just like with the paddling, she didn’t hold anything back, as she pushed herself all the way in with one giant thrust causing him to yelp and tear up from the pleasure and the pain.
Bobby positioned himself at the now wide open mouth of the senator, pushing his cock forcefully into the man’s mouth while Samantha took him from behind. He was effectively mashed between the two of them, taking hard long strokes up his rear passage while trying to keep from gagging on Bobby’s shaft. It took a good minute for him to get used to it and then once he was… he worked it like a pro.
I heard Samantha bark out some demands at the judge over her shoulder, and in a flash he was there holding the paddle she had held
previously. She took it from his outstretched hand and proceeded to use it on the senator every time she pulled back with her dildo. It was amazing just how skilled she was as she managed to time it all perfectly, like a well oiled machine pistoning and smacking out a rhythm.
Samantha barked some more orders at the judge and we watched as he dropped to his knees. He crawled like a dog underneath the senator’s body between his bent knees and arms. We watched as the well known “homophobic” judge wrapped his lips around the head of the senator’s thick, pulsating shaft.
It was like that was the only stimulation that was missing from the whole equation, because no sooner had the judge wrapped his lips around the senator than there was an eruption of sorts. What began as moaning around Bobby’s shaft, only escalated in crescendo as the senator began to get louder and louder, until he was openly yelling. His whole body began to shake as he began to cum, spewing his load into the judges waiting throat.
The judge gulped repeatedly, swallowing the senator’s entire load. Bobby pulled out of the senator’s mouth and positioned himself behind the judge. In a flash, he was buried to the hilt in the man’s rear, convulsing as he began to cum as soon as he was buried inside the large ass. The scene ended abruptly, leaving the last image burned in our mind as Bobby turned and looked toward the camera with an evil grin.
“Holy shit!” Ms. Fisk yelled out as the scene was replaced by a black screen.
I quickly jumped up from my seat and made a beeline towards the library of DVD’s. Running my fingers over the spines once more, I counted 4 other DVD’s with the same code that the one we just watched had. That told me there was at least a total of 5 times that the same general thing had occurred. I shook my head in disbelief and looked down in thought.
Underneath a pile of magazines, I could see another DVD poking out. What struck me as odd was the fact that it was not with the rest of them and it wasn’t like Bobby to be so careless. Pulling out the case from under the pile, I cursed softly under my breath. In my hands I held a case with “For James… Just in Case” scrawled in Bobby’s flowing script.
“Damn it, Bobby!” I muttered angrily to no one in particular.
Jared’s mind was filled with all sorts of conflicting emotions as he made his way back to his room. He and Jill had never interacted with each other in that way before. In fact, he never even looked at Jill like she was a young lady that was as curious as he was. To him, Jill had always been… one of the guys, so to speak. She was his best friend and his confidant. Not his lover! He couldn’t help but wonder at how their relationship would change after what just happened.
One thing was certain… she had definitely turned him on. He had never cum so hard in his life as he had when she was touching him. It was an amazing feeling, her cool hand on his throbbing cock. If he had known it would feel that good, and that she was interested, he would have engaged in “science experiments” much sooner.
The problem that plagued him right at the moment though, was what to do about Sarah. He had never been on a formal “date” before, and truthfully he was so nervous that his knees were practically shaking. Looking at his watch, he saw that he had spent longer at Jill’s than he had intended and there was only a couple more hours until he had to meet Sarah.
When he got to his room, he began frantically searching for something decent to wear for the evening. He wanted to make a good impression on Sarah, and despite what both she and Jill had said, being himself was going to be hard! What made it so hard was when he didn’t like anything that he came across, piling his clothes in the floor in frustration as nothing seemed “just right.”
“Wow, dude! What the hell?” he heard Chris’ exclaim from behind him.
He turned to face his roommate and was surprised to see him standing there with the girl from the night before. Looking around at the mess he was making of his clothes, he turned bright red from embarrassment. These were the last people he wanted to see him this way.
“I-i-I’m looking for clothes to wear,” Jared stammered out.
“Well, I can see that!” Chris exclaimed. “But why are you throwing things everywhere man!?”
“He has a date!” the girl piped up.
“Wha-a-a?” Chris said, with a stupid look on his face. “Dena, Jared doesn’t date. Do you, Jared?”
“Well…” Jared began not certain how to answer.
“Holy fuck!” Chris yelled out. “Dude! You do have a date, don’t you?”
“Yes…” Jared began to reply.
“Spill, man, spill… with who? Where? How? Details…details…” Chris interrupted excitedly.
“Chris… let the man talk, why don’t ya?” Dena piped in again smiling at Jared. “Can’t you see he’s flustered enough?”
“Sorry, man… Dena’s right. Tell me what you want to tell me, and is there anything I can do to help?” Chris said apologetically.
Just as he had with Jill, Jared explained the same story to both Chris and Dena about how he had gone to the club the night before. He was surprised to see Chris’ face turn angry at the mention of how Kevin had treated him in the club. Although he and Chris had been friendly with one another, he never assumed that Chris actually liked him. But it was apparent as the story progressed that Chris really did consider Jared to be a friend.
“Dude, that Kevin is toast,” Chris said as Jared finished that part of the story. “That S.O.B. shouldn’t be messin’ with people that way.”
“It’s fine…” Jared replied.
“The hell it is! The man needs to be taught a lesson! That’s what he needs!”
“Chris, we can talk about that later…” Dena interrupted again. “Jared, finish your story, please?”
So Jared continued with the story, leaving out the fact that he had seen Chris and Dena in the bed. He only mentioned that he had woken up upon Dena leaving, but not her part in waking him up. Relief flooded over Dena’s face when she caught the fact that he was leaving that bit out and he just smiled at her in return.
He found himself telling more than he thought he would though, including everything about Sarah and how the whole thing went down. Pausing for a second, he considered leaving out the part about Jill, but he knew that word would quickly spread after the 4 other girls caught them red-handed. So, he just continued on with the tale, watching as both Chris’ and Dena’s eyes grew large at the mention of him being caught naked with Jill holding his privates.
“Woah!! Dude…” Chris said, shaking his head in wonder. “What the hell has gotten into you?”
“I don’t know,” Jared admitted truthfully. “I guess it is just… luck.”
“I would say so!” Dena said with a gleam in her eyes as if appraising him anew. “So, this is your first date then? Ever?”
“Yep, I’m afraid so.” Jared replied with a shrug.
“Then let me help you,” she offered as she began going through his clothes and picking out what she thought would look best on him.
Chris just sat back on his bed and watched as Dena went to work on Jared. He just had that same stupid grin that he had been wearing since hearing about Jared being caught with Jill. It was like he was imagining the whole thing while watching Jared with new eyes.
Finally, Dena handed Jared a bunch of clothes. “Here, put these on,” she said, and stood there with her hands on her hips expectantly.
“Change? Now?” Jared stammered.
“Well, if you can be naked in front of 4 or 5 other women, then you can change in front of me too.” She replied with a smile.
“She does have a point there, Jared.” Chris remarked from the comfort of his bed.
Jared just sighed and did as instructed, removing all his clothes in front of a woman for the second time that day. This time, however, he did turn around to change his boxers. After all, it was one thing to change in front of her and another to put on a show for both of them.
When he finished dressing, she had him turn around several times as she inspected him. Then satisfied that he looked good, she went into a lecture about how he should treat his date. He couldn’t help but notice that Dena spent a lot of time telling him about how it was the man’s job to make certain that he thought of the woman as well, and not just himself.
He could see Chris’ face contort when Dena began talking about how Jared needed to make certain that he was giving back what he was receiving. There was no way that he was missing the jibe she was making at him for the events from the night before. Jared was almost certain that not only had his roommate already received an earful from her, but he was likely to receive another one when Jared left for the evening.
“Ok, so we know the only interaction you have had with a woman was with Jill today, right?” Dena asked him when she finished her lecture.
“Yes…” Jared replied in embarrassment.
“So, you’ve never actually kissed a girl then?” she asked, eyebrows raising up high.
“Well, hell, I gotta teach you everything. Don’t I?” she said with a smile, eyes lighting up at the thoughts that had crossed her mind.
“Excuse me…” Chris said waving his hands in the air. “Ummm…don’t I get a say in this?”
“No!” Dena snapped at him. “You don’t get a say. Just sit back and watch, you might learn something.”
“O-o-okayyyyy…” he replied exaggeratingly slow, knowing it was best to just shut-up at that point.
“Are you ready?” she asked, turning to Jared with a smile.
“Uh…I am assuming I don’t get a say either, huh?”
“No… no you don’t…” she said as she leaned forward to press her lips against his.
Her hand wrapped around his head, pulling him into her as she pressed her soft, full lips against his. Jared just about freaked at first, not certain on how to respond. In response, Dena pulled her face back and whispered, “Just relax and go with it…”
Jared did just as she said, closing his eyes as she pressed her lips back against his. He inhaled her sweet perfume through his nostrils as he delighted in the feel of her lips against his. They were so soft and felt wonderful against his. He just let himself go, sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her hard against him.
Dena moaned lightly, as if in shock, when his tongue brushed against hers. When the shock wore off, she returned his playful kisses, as their tongues intertwined and danced a little dance in each other’s mouths. It was so hot and steamy, that Jared’s glasses fogged up. The longer they kissed, the more turned on he became as his once limp cock stiffened against the feel of her thigh pressing into him.
“Damn! That’s hot!” Chris exclaimed excitedly, interrupting their kiss.
“Yes…yes, it was…” Dena said softly, a dreamy look in her eyes. “Just do that with any girl… and you will be fine… trust me.”
“O-o-k,” Jared stuttered, nodding his head in acknowledgment.
Dena pulled him into a big hug, pressing her soft breasts against his chest. He could feel her erect nipples pressing into his chest even through their clothes. She positioned herself against him, blocking Chris’ vision with her leg as her hand slid down between Jared’s legs. Grasping his hard cock through his jeans, she whispered in his ear, “If you need me to teach you anything else, just let me know.”
Jared looked around at the mess in the room, his head reeling as she broke their embrace when a knock came at the door. The place was a shambles, and he really didn’t need Sarah seeing it that way.
“Don’t worry about the mess, stud,” Chris said playfully from the bed and then wiggled his eyebrows as he finished with, “I will take care of it when Dena and I are through.”
Jared just shook his head and made his way to the door. As he reached for the door knob, he could hear Dena climbing on the bed with Chris. After all the help she had given him, he hoped that she fared better than she did last night.
Turning the handle, he opened the door…
Yeah, c’mon, yeah
Oh, yeah, ma
Yeah, I’m a back door man
I’m a back door man
The men don’t know
But the little girl understand
Hey, all you people that tryin’ to sleep
I’m out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah
‘Cause I’m a back door man
The men don’t know
But the little girls understand
All right, yeah
You men eat your dinner
Eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken
Than any man ever seen, yeah, yeah
I’m a back door man, wha
The men don’t know
But the little girl understand
Well, I’m a back door man
I’m a back door man
Whoa, baby, I’m a back door man
The men don’t know
But the little girls understand
We retired to her bed after cleaning ourselves up from the hot tub. The rest of the evening was filled with mutual pleasuring that left me weak in the knees and exhausted. Sometime around midnight I managed to excuse myself, promising to continue the “tour” at a later date. She smiled a slightly disappointed smile at the thought of my leaving her, and tried to put up a small argument on why I should stay. But she finally relented and I slipped out of her door dressed in a hotel provided robe.
I have to admit that I crashed like I never had before when I got back to my room. The last 24 hours had taken one hell of a toll on me and truthfully I don’t even remember climbing into the bed. All I know is that I awoke refreshed and ready to tackle whatever else was in store for me.
The last time I had been to Chamber Enterprises was when Bobby threw a company gala. He wanted to show off the new building, and more people were invited than I could count. In fact, I met so many people at the party that my head was swimming with names when I left. Now, here I was walking back through those same doors to run the place on an interim basis and hoping the people didn’t expect me to remember who they were or what they did.
Ms. Fisk was waiting in the lobby with Helen when I arrived. She looked as good as she had the day before, and all I could think was how she would be a tasty mid-day morsel. Smiling at that thought, I crossed over to her and extended my hand in greeting. Her firm, yet smooth hands wrapped around mine as she smiled enthusiastically.
“Mr. Goode,” she began. “I for one am happy that you have decided to join us today. I see that you brought Helen with you as well.”
At the sound of her name, Helen’s eyes lit up. I know it was stretch asking her to do this with me, and I wondered how well it was received by her husband. Whatever that outcome was, she had shown up this morning. That fact, in and of itself, meant the world to me. I would probably be lost without her to assist me.
“Yes, I did,” I replied to Ms. Fisk, and then said good morning to Helen.
Afterwards, the three of us signed in at the lobby desk. Sitting behind the counter was a young lady I did distinctly remember from the last time I was in the building. She had made a striking first impression when we were introduced that evening. My mind rolled back to that evening as I recalled exactly why she had made such a striking first impression:
It wasn’t often that I had the opportunity to meet such an elegant looking woman as the one that was standing before me right then. There was something about the way she held herself that just spoke volumes about her self-confidence. It didn’t hurt that she stood at least 6 foot 3 and was thus an imposing women based on her height alone.
What struck me was the fact that not only was she tall and very self-confident, but she was also sexy as hell and knew it too. I stepped back and feasted on her from head-to-toe. Her long hair was so blonde that it was almost white in color. It was also straightest I had ever seen before, pulled back into a pony tail and falling all the way to her shapely ass. She wore 6 inch black heels that only added to her height and had legs that went on for miles and miles.
My heart went to racing as I took in those legs. They were long, sexy and covered with white pantyhose that had little skulls and crossbones all over them. At the top of those sexy legs was a white leather skirt that showed most of her thighs. She wore a matching white leather jacket, open at the front, exposing a black shirt with low cut cleavage.
I must say that her breasts were nearly falling out of her top too, and I could see a pendant centered at the cleavage line between her pale white breasts. It was a black and white yin/yang symbol, and she had matching earrings dangling from her lobes. The most striking piece of jewelry though, was the black and white collar she wore around her long shapely neck.
“Hi there,” I said warmly to the goddess standing before me. “I’m James Goode, a friend of Bobby’s, and you are?”
“Samantha,” she replied, reaching out to shake my hand. I couldn’t help but notice her extremely long nails, alternately painted black and white. Around her right wrist was a black circlet, and upon further inspection, I could see a matching white one on her left arm.
“Samantha…” I said.
“I’m sorry… Samantha Ellington,” she replied with a beautiful smile.
“What do you do here at Chamber Enterprises, Samantha?”
“Oh, a little of this and that…” she said with a twinkle in her eyes. “Mostly I am the lobby receptionist, but I also… assist Mr. Chambers with special client projects.”
“Wow!” I replied, slightly surprised. “How did Bobby manage to get such a beautiful woman to work in the lobby?”
“Oh, you are the charmer, aren’t you?” she replied playfully. “To answer your question… you know Bobby, he always gets what he wants.”
“That he does, my dear. That he does…”
“Samantha, isn’t it?” I asked as I snapped out of my reverie.
“You have a great memory, Mr. Goode,” she replied in a sweet voice. “I guess I should call you ‘boss’ now, huh?”
“I wouldn’t go that far Samantha,” I replied kindly. “I am just filling in on an interim basis.”
“Well… I think you will find several reasons to want to stay,” she said in a sultry voice that sent shivers up my spine.
“Hi Samantha,” Helen piped in, interrupting our little conversation and sounding more than a little miffed. “I’m Helen, and I am Mr. Goode’s personal assistant.”
“Nice to meet you, Helen,” Samantha replied with a smile. “That is a nice dress you have on.”
“Oh, thanks!” Helen replied cheerfully, turning to show off what looked to be a new dress. It was very professional looking, and I wondered what it had set her back.
Samantha eyed Helen from head-to-toe much the same way I had done with Samantha the first time we met. There was that same twinkle in her eyes that she had that night with me as well. Not for the first time, I wondered about what kind of “special client projects” she handled for Bobby. When I had asked him about it, he wasn’t too forthcoming with any details.
“I would love to chat with you later, Helen,” Samantha said, her face lighting up as if she had just had the most fantastic idea. “I could… show you around and get to know you better.”
Helen’s face flushed red when she caught the hidden suggestion in Samantha’s words. I don’t think she had ever met anyone quite like the woman sitting before her. Hell… I knew I hadn’t! Helen stammered out a shy agreement that the two of them would get together later.
We finished our sign-in process and made our way to the Bobby’s office. I was still in a state of shock at being in the building and knowing that I would never see Bobby in there again. Despite all his obvious faults, he really was a friend and for the first time I felt a pang of regret. Regret for how things had ended, and regret that I would never see my friend again.
The next morning Jared woke up to the bright sunshine streaming into his dorm room. He looked over at the bed next to his and could see that Chris was already up and gone for the day. Probably out running as was the norm for his usual routine, so Jared figured he would just touch base with him about the girl later in the day.
He slipped out of the bed and made his rounds picking up everything he needed to take a shower. Satisfied that he had everything, he made his way down to the communal showers a few doors down from his room. That was the one thing he hated about his particular dorm. It was the oldest on campus and still didn’t have showers in the rooms.
It wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t pass the coeds in the hall every morning as well. If it had only been men, he might have felt a little more comfortable. He never really liked the girls in the dorm seeing him after he just woke up, even if they had just woken up themselves.
He was halfway to the showers when the door he was about to pass opened up. A small groan escaped his lips as he saw Alexis, Sarah and their other friend come out of Sarah’s dorm room. Those were the last people he wanted to see right then, especially in his just woke up, funky bed hair, smelly night sweat state.
Alexis and the one friend just glanced at him as if not even registering he was even there. They passed him by and sashayed down the hall. He turned to watch them walk by, hoping to catch her eye, for even just a second. No matter his state of dress, he wanted her to just notice him!
“If you are waiting for her to look at you, then you will be waiting a long time,” came a soft feminine voice from beside him.
Turning, he looked straight into the face of his savior from last night. He could have smacked himself for forgetting that Sarah hadn’t walked by. Feigning ignorance, he said, “What do you mean?”
“Alexis…” Sarah said indicating the direction the others had went with her chin.
“Alexis???” Jared continued to try and feign disinterest.
“Oh, come on, now!” Sarah exclaimed with a smile. “Jared… wait, it is Jared, right?”
“Yes,” he responded, almost in shock that she even knew his name. He was almost certain she caught the surprise in his voice too.
“Yes, Jared, I know your name. We had English together, remember?”
“Yeah, how could I forget? You sat behind…”
“Alexis!” she said laughingly.
“Alexis…” Jared said shrugging his shoulders as he gave up feigning interest in the other girl.
“You think I didn’t notice how your mouth nearly hit the desk every time she walked into the room?”
“That obvious, huh?” he asked, turning red in the face.
“To me it was…” she said softly, “but only because… I was looking.”
“Looking at what?” Jared asked with dumb confusion.
“You, silly!” she said, her face beaming with a beautiful smile. “I was looking at you…”
“Oh…oh!” Jared replied as what she was saying registered in muddled brain. For the first time ever he noticed just how pretty Sarah was. With her shoulder length black hair, sparkling green eyes, and dimples in her slightly chubby cheeks.
“Yeah…” Sarah said, letting the conversation trail off a little. “Sorry about last night. Frank can be such an ass. I hope you are all right?”
“Oh, last night? Yeah, I am fine.”
“I had never seen you there before, and didn’t even know you liked those kind of places.”
“That’s because I had never been before.” He replied truthfully.
“Ah… and not planning on going back either, huh?” she asked.
“Not any time soon,” he smiled as he answered her.
“Well, I can see you have your hands full and trying to get your day started,” she said, and then stepped forward to give him a hug. The move startled him, because he wasn’t expecting it in the least. “Just… keep being you, Jared.”
“O-o-ok,” he stammered out shyly.
“You’re so cute!” She laughed and turned to leave. Just as she was starting to walk away, she paused, turned back and said, “Hey… what are you doing tonight?”
“Uh… nothing,” he replied, once again shrugging his shoulders nervously.
“Wanna grab a bite to eat?” she asked.
“A-a-are you asking me out?” he said in a state of shock.
“Maybe!” she replied playfully, smiling sweetly as she said, “If I waited for you, it may take forever!”
“Sure, why not!?” he said, a smile finally cracking his shy face.
“Great! See you at… 6pm?”
“O-o-ok…see you then.” He replied as she turned and raced down the hallway.
Jared watched as she glanced back and gave him a small wave before disappearing into the stairwell. He shook his head in amazement and continued to the showers. Once inside, he turned on the hot water and soaked under the stream while he contemplated the events of the last several hours.
“So, what you are saying to me is that you: 1) Bombed at the nightclub, 2) Got a free sex show in your dorm, and 3) Got asked out on a date!?” Jill exclaimed with a silly grin on her face.
“Yep, that about sums it up,” Jared replied with a shrug.
“Wow! Well, I guess I was right then.”
“Wha-? Right? About what!?”
“About you needing to immerse yourself in their environment, of course,” Jill replied, rolling her eyes at his obvious lack of understanding.
“What the hell does that have to do with anything?” Jared asked frustratingly.
“Well, for starters, it set everything else in motion. If you had stayed in your dorm room last night, like you wanted to, then Sarah never would have seen you there.”
“Oh, thanks, remind me again how that is good?” Jared asked sarcastically.
“She asked you out, didn’t she?” Jill replied, trying to make a point.
“True… but, what now?” he asked, as he envisioned the upcoming evening to be an utter failure.
“Just be yourself!” Jill said exasperated at what was going to be the same discussion that kept recurring since high school.
“That’s what she said.”
“Who!?” Jill replied quizzically.
“Oh…well…smart girl then,” she replied, this time it was her turn to trail off as she stared into space.
“What’s your problem?” Jared asked her.
“Oh… nothing…” she replied, and then turned to him, “How was it?”
“How was what?” came Jared confused reply.
“You know… peeking at Chris and his ‘friend’. How was it?”
“At first it was kind of strange, but then… it was exciting.”
“Did it get you turned on?” she asked, her face turning a shade of red that Jared had never seen before.
“Jill… are you embarrassed?” he asked her in playful shock. The two of them had known one another since they were freshmen in high school. They had become best friends quickly, since they never really fit into the “popular crowd”. Most of them just looked at the two of them as strange animals that were too smart for their own good.
“A little…” she sighed. “Had you ever…”
“Nevermind!” Jill said in embarrassment and tried to change the subject.
“Jill…” Jared said slowly. “You’re my best friend. What is it?”
“Have you ever been with a woman before!?” she asked and then turned to hide her face.
“Oh! Of course not, Jill! I had never seen a naked woman in person before last night, let alone been with a woman before. You should know that! As long as we have been friends, have you ever known me to have a girlfriend?”
“Still…” Jill said, peering over her shoulder. “Look, forget about it. I was curious is all… you know, as a part of my studies for anthropology.”
“Oh… ok,” Jared replied, “Well for science sake, is there anything else you want to know?”
“Really!?” Jill replied, turning to him with a smile.
“Really, what?” came Jared’s confused response.
“You would really be willing to help me find my answers… for science sake… that is?” she explained excitedly.
“Sure,” he replied, now perking up at the thought of something having to do with anything but his personal life.
“Great! Then get undressed!”
“I said ‘get undressed’,” Jill replied in exaggerated slowness. “I want to test something… scientifically…”
“Ok…” Jared said just as slowly. He didn’t really see what his being naked had to do with science, but she was the budding scientist, not him.
He turned away from her as he stood up. Removing all his clothes but his boxer briefs, and then he sat down on the bed next to her. She just looked him up and down like he was a new specimen.
“Jared…” she said, rolling her eyes again.
“I said ‘get undressed, and that means… all of it!” she said with a wave of her hand to indicate his boxer briefs. “Go on! Get them off.”
“My boxers too?” Jared replied.
“Fine!” Jared huffed. “I still don’t see what this has to do with science, but I will do it… for you.”
“For me!? Really!?” Jill said as she once again turned red in the face. “How sweet!”
With that, Jared stood turned away from Jill and dropped his boxers. He heard a whistle from behind him when he bared his ass for Jill. “Cute butt!” she called out.
Turning red in the face, he looked over his shoulder and said, “Very funny!” and then began to pull them back on.
“No! Wait…” Jill said apologetically. “I was just trying to be funny. Please don’t get dressed.”
Jared dropped his boxers to the floor, still facing away from his best friend. She was just his friend, so it shouldn’t be a big deal, but he just couldn’t bring himself to turn around. He just stood there, completely undecided on what to do next.
“Jared,” he heard her soft voice say from behind him. “I’ve never seen a naked man in person before, and… well… I would rather see my friend before I saw anyone else. I don’t want some future guy getting freaked out because I just stare at him because I am freaked out myself. Please… turn around and let me see you.”
There was something about the tone of pleading in her voice that struck a chord with him. He knew exactly how she felt in more ways than one. Taking a deep breath, he turned and faced her.
“Oh my!” she exclaimed softly. “It is beautiful. Even soft, it is beautifully long and gorgeous to look at.”
Jared blushed a deep shade of red at her praise. It felt more than awkward to be standing before her completely naked. While he may have seen a naked woman before, he had never been the one naked in front of a woman. So while it was awkward, it was also refreshing to get it over with.
Jill scooted closer on the bed towards his naked frame, leaning in closer to look at his limp shaft. She was so close to him that he could feel her breath against his cockhead. The feeling caused his cock to twitch reflexively.
“Oh!” Jill said with an excited smile. “Did you do that?”
“No, it did it on it’s own. Reflexes, and all…”
“I see…” Jill said, leaning in closer still. “Can I touch it?”
“Uh… touch it?” Jared asked, turning an even darker shade of red.
“Yes, touch it, you dummy. How else will I know what one feels like?”
“Um…ok…I guess so.”
Jared nearly jumped out of his skin when her cold hand wrapped around his limp shaft and lifted it up. She reached under him with her other hand, cupping his hairy balls in the palm of her hand. The more she lifted, touched, and stroked him experimentally, the harder he grew.
“Oh! Wow,” Jill said excitedly. “I assume this is in reaction to my touching you?”
“Yes…” Jared moaned as her thumb rubbed over his cockhead.
“Hmmm…Was that moan because I did this?” she asked and then rubbed his cockhead again, smiling when she received the same response. “Sweet!”
She continued stroking him and exploring his sex until his shaft was fully erect before her eyes. Pausing for a second, she ran her finger from the tip to the base along the underside of his cock. Shivers of pleasure shot through his body, making his cock twitch in response.
“Wow, but you are long and hard, aren’t you? How long is it? Are all guys as long as you?” She just fired questions in rapid succession at Jared, leaving him unable to answer any of them right away.
Finally, he replied, “Yes, I am. I don’t know, and I don’t know.”
“Oh,” Jill replied, stood up and walked to the desk in her room. Jared watched as she pulled out a ruler, turned and looked at his hard shaft. “Well… let’s see then. Shall we?”
“Uh… Ok. I guess.”
She knelt down before him, grasping his hot shaft in her cold hand and placed the ruler next to him. Her hand shifted back and forth on his steely flesh as she maneuvered the ruler to just the right spot to get the measurement. Truthfully, Jared didn’t know how much more of this he could stand. Her light touches had already excited him to the point that he was about to explode.
“There!” Jill exclaimed happily. “I got it. 8 1/2 inches long. Very nice, Jared. But, unfortunately, I have nothing to compare it with. Still, from what I understand from the text books, the average size of a man’s penis is about 6 inches. Well, depending on several factors of course, room temperature, amount of intercourse, etc.”
“Other factors, of course,” Jared said through clenched teeth. “Jill…”
“If you don’t let me go…” he began.
“If I don’t let you go, wh-a-a?” before she could finish her thought he moaned loudly and erupted in her hand. Large ropes of cum shooting from his cockhead into the air and splattering on her. He couldn’t control himself, as he continued to cum until her face and glasses were covered in his white, sticky fluids.
“Oh shit!” Jared cried out. “I am sooo sorry Jill.”
“Wow!” Jill said excitedly. “That was soooo cool to watch up close.”
Jared just shook his head in confusion, until he remembered just who it was that was holding his still erect cock. Despite the pretenses of being a curious young lady, science always came first for her. So, of course she would look at it as a something to be excited about.
He watched as she wiped his fluids off her face with her fingers and brought it to her nose. She took a deep whiff of the sticky fluid, inhaling the scent before sticking her tongue and licking it tentatively. “Hmmm… not too bad. A little salty, but it doesn’t taste awful or anything. I don’t know what the big deal is with girls not wanting to swallow it. Oh well!”
With that she stood up, opened some drawers and tossed him a towel to clean up with. She proceeded to clean off her glasses and face with a towel. Looking over at him while doing so, her eyebrows raising as she took in his still naked form. When he was done wiping himself off, she stepped up to him, grasping his hard cock from above.
“Wow, you are still so hard. Tell me, how did it feel? You know, ejaculating like that while I touched you.”
Just as Jared was about to respond, the door to her room opened up. He looked up in shock as Jill’s roommate and friends came flying into the room. They all stood there looking at him, naked as the day he was born with his hard cock being gripped by Jill. Their mouths dropped in shock almost as much as his did.
“Oh my gawwd!” Jill’s roommate shouted. “We are soooo sorry! Jill I didn’t know you two were… ya know…”
Jared noticed that despite her exclamation of surprise, none of the girls bothered to turn away from the scene or tried to cover their eyes. His entire body turned a shade of red that he didn’t know was possible. Jill released his shaft, causing it to smack back up straight and tall. All the eyes were fixated on his cock, as he rushed to get his clothes back on.
“Oh, we aren’t…” Jill began pointing back and forth between Jared and herself. “We aren’t together or anything. I was just working on a paper for my anthropology class on how the normal human male in our culture reacts to external stimuli. You know there ARE several cultures that practice semi- or full nudity on…”
“Ok! Ok! I get it! More scientific BS!” her roommate interrupted before Jill could continue. “Here I was hoping you two were coming out of your shells.”
Jared quickly got dressed under the hungry gaze of four young ladies that were the same age as Jill. As soon as he got dressed, he tried stepping through the pack of she-wolves to leave. One of the girls placed her hand on his chest, stopping him. She looked at him with carnivorous eyes.
“Tell me,” she said. “Since you and ‘science girl’ aren’t together. Do you want go out tonight?”
“Uh… sorry, I have a date already. Maybe another time?” He replied apologetically.
“Hmmm…ok. Tomorrow then, meet me in my room. The number is 316, be there at 8pm.”
“Ok,” he replied back with a raspy voice. “Excuse me… who are you again?”
“Nina,” the bold carnivore replied and then pointed out each girl in turn. “This is Georgia, Violet, and of course you know Jill’s roommate Lisa. See you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow,” he repeated as he pushed by. “At 8 o’clock.”
“Don’t be late!” she said smacking his ass as he went by.
Just as he was about to close the door, he heard all the girls hysterically. Then Nina piped out, “Damn Jill! Why you holding back on us?”
The music in the nightclub was thumping hard with the sound of bass as Jared worked his way through the throng of people. His head was pounding from the overbearing music and he questioned his sanity for the hundredth time that night. This was definitely not his kind of place, nor his idea of a good time.
Sweat poured down his face and it felt like his once neatly combed hair was plastered to his head. Adjusting the glasses that had slipped down his nose, he began looking frantically for a way out. That was when he saw her, the woman of his dreams and the only reason he was even there in the first place.
Alexis Dumont was his idea of perfection. As far as Jared was concerned there could be no prettier woman in the world. She was the love of his life, the pinnacle of creation, the most beautiful woman in the world… and she didn’t even know he existed.
The two of them had been in the same college English class for a whole semester and she never once spared him a glance. He often passed her in the hall of their coed dorm without receiving even a cursory glance from her. Now, here he was in the loudest, most obnoxious setting possible and hoping to get her attention.
It was all Jill’s fault. She had suggested he try meeting her in her environment. In a way, Jill equated Alexis with a wild animal. Then again, Jill equated everything with wild animals and their habitats. It was just her nature, no pun intended.
Jill thought that by meeting Alexis in the "wild" or her environment, that perhaps Jared would have a chance at drawing her eye. Like a fool, Jared had seen her logic. Now, he was not only in her environment, but he was also surrounded by the men that inhabited her world. He didn’t see how he stood a chance in hell at talking to her.
The throng of people that were dancing and gyrating around him was causing him to lose his balance as he tried to make his way towards his goal. It really didn’t help when some blonde with a large ass bent over to do a booty shake to the music. She way over extended her ass when bending over to place her hands on her knees, bumping Jared forcefully from behind and literally propelling him forward.
Try as he might, he couldn’t regain his footing quick enough as he stumbled right into the group of people surrounding Alexis. To make matters even worse, his stumbling feet caused him to run directly into a giant behemoth of a man. The force of the impact caused the behemoth to splash a drink all over the expensive looking white shirt he was wearing. To say that he wasn’t happy is the understatement of all understatements.
The giant reached out and snatched Jared by his bicep, squeezing him roughly with his meaty hand. He forcefully pulled Jared up to his face, snarling in anger and contempt, “Watch where the fuck you are going, you useless piece of shit!” spraying spittle in Jared’s face the entire time.
“Excuse me,” Jared finally managed to stutter out, wincing in pain at the strong grip on his arm.
“Excuse me? Excuse me!? I got your fucking “excuse me”…” the giant began, but was cut off by a feminine voice yelling over the crowd.
“Cut it out Frank!” the voice called out. “You’re such a pig! It was a damned accident, and he didn’t mean any harm. Besides, you would more than likely ruin that shirt on your own before the night is over.”
“Count yourself lucky, shitbag,” Frank said with a sneer. “You just been saved an ass whoopin’. Now get out of my damned face, before I change my mind.”
With that, he released Jared’s arm, shoving him into the crowd roughly. Just before Jared was swallowed by the throng of people, he caught sight of his savior. The woman that had intervened was Sarah, one of Alexis’ best friends. He had often seen her in the dorms walking arm-in-arm with Alexis and another of their friends.
She gave him a friendly smile and mouthed, “I’m sorry.”
Before he could respond, he was surrounded by a rowdy group of dancers. The bumping and grinding of the dancers pushed him further away from Alexis and her group of friends. He couldn’t help but think it was probably for the best. This definitely wasn’t his element, and if Alexis had even noticed him… it was more than likely in the worst way possible.
Feeling embarrassed and dejected, Jared rubbed him temples, adjusted his glasses and made his way toward the exit. This night had been a failure of epic proportions, and he wanted nothing more than to disappear into the masses and find solace in the quiet of his dorm room.
“Life sucks!” he shouted to no one in particular and shoved through the exit.
Several hours later, Jared was awoken by the drunken entrance of his roommate. He could hear Chris stumbling into the room, making a “shhhh” sound to someone else. A few seconds later, Jared heard the soft giggles of a feminine voice. Curious, he shifted in his bed slightly, and opened his eyes just enough to peek out from under the lids.
He could just make out the forms of his roommate and his latest conquest as they tried to sneak quietly into the room. The two of them creeping towards Chris’ bed slowly, trying their best not to wake someone they assumed was sleeping. Deciding to play along, Jared continued breathing slowly, mimicking sleep for their benefit.
Jared could see the girl point in his direction and watched as Chris made a “no worries” movement with his hands. She must have still had some doubts, since she turned toward Jared and made her way to the side of his bed.
Thankfully it was dark enough in the room for her not to see Jared close his eyes once more. Stepping up closer, she bent over at the waist and peered at his face. Jared could smell liquor on her breath as she examined his face closely, looking for any signs of wakefulness. Not seeing any, she turned back to join Chris on his side of the room.
“He’s a cutie,” Jared heard her whisper to Chris.
“Yeah, it’s a shame too…” Chris whispered back. “He’s just so shy.”
“Hmmm…” the girl murmured thoughtfully.
Jared couldn’t help but perk up slightly when they began talking about him. “Cute?” he thought to himself. “She thinks I’m a ‘cutie’?” His own thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the two lovers crawling on to Chris’ bed. Shifting slightly, as if trying to get comfortable, he just barely opened his eyes again.
The light radiating from Chris’ bedside clock was just bright enough to allow Jared to see the two of them on the bed across from his. They were locked in a sensual embrace, with the girl straddling Chris’ waist. Her long hair framed his face as she leaned over him, the sounds of their kissing faint but still loud enough to be heard.
This wasn’t the first time that Chris brought home a girl, but it was the first time that Jared had actually attempted to watch. Usually, he just kept his back facing Chris and feigned sleep until the action was over. This time, he was more curious about the girl that had said he was cute. That was a first for him, and it made him curious about the type of person she was.
The girl’s skirt was pushed up around her waist, with Chris holding her asscheeks in the palm of his hands. Jared could just make out the soft curves of her thighs and profile of her nicely shaped ass. He could feel a stirring in his own boxers as he watched, mesmerized by her hips gyrating on his roommates waist.
The two of them stopped kissing, as the girl sat up straight and began to unbutton her shirt. She glanced Jared’s way to see if he was still sleeping, before opening her shirt and exposing her lacy bra beneath. Continuing to glance his way, she hesitantly pulled the shirt off and let it fall to the floor.
From what he could see, the girl was definitely a knock-out. Her features weren’t exactly clear in the dim light, but he could see enough to know that much. The way breasts swelled in the bra, and the dim light shined off her taut stomach, there was no doubt that she was a sexy woman.
Chris’ hands released her ass, sliding up her abdomen and cupping her soft breasts over her bra. Jared could hear the girl moan softly when Chris’ fingers found her nipples and began tweaking them gently. She almost let out a yelp when he pinched her too hard, and leaned forward and whispered to Chris, “Are you sure about this?”
“You mean, Jared?” Chris asked half slurring his words.
“It’s fine,” he whispered. “The guy can sleep through a hurricane.”
“Ok,” she giggled, and then righted herself on Chris’ waist.
Jared watched as her hands reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra. Even in the dim light, he could make out her full breasts and hard nipples when she freed them. The very sight of her nakedness before him caused his cock to stiffen harder than ever before. It was almost ironic that the first actual naked girl he would see was about to fuck someone else, but he wasn’t going to complain any. In fact, he wondered why he had never tried to spy on Chris before with his various girlfriends.
He watched the two lovers as they continued to caress and stroke one another. Her soft moans barely audible as Chris explored her naked chest with his fingers. Watching in amazement as the girl brought her soft breasts down to her lover’s mouth and began to shudder softly when his tongue did circles on her tit flesh.
Propping herself up on one hand, she reached back and grasped his hard shaft through his boxers. She stroked it softly, cooing with obvious delight at the size of his erect manhood. “Damn, but you’re a big fella, aren’t you?” she giggled softly.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” Chris slurred in response.
“I think I will, just let me know when you are getting close baby.” She replied as she slipped down his body and between his legs.
Jared’s eyes almost popped open as the girl fished Chris’ hard shaft out of his boxers. She wasn’t lying, he really was a ‘big fella’. He shifted slightly under the blanket as he grasped his own cock and mentally did a comparison with his roommate’s large shaft. Where Chris’ shaft looked to be as thicker, his was definitely longer and more slender. Still, he was envious of his friend as the girl began licking the tip of his cockhead.
The girl began by licking just the bulbous head, letting her tongue circle the tip several times before parting her lips and pulling it into her mouth. Chris let out a soft moan as she slowly pulled his entire length into her mouth. Jared could only imagine how good it must have felt when she began slowly sucking his manhood slowly.
Her soft hand circled his shaft as she stroked him slowly in time to her oral ministrations. She worked him slowly at first, taking her time and savoring his manhood. Jared noticed that the more she got into it, the faster she stroked and sucked Chris’ cock. He could hear ragged breathing coming from Chris as she pleasured him skillfully with her mouth and hand.
Jared watched intently, slightly stroking the underside of his shaft and running his finger over the tip of his cock. He could feel his own pre-cum beginning to ooze out and was amazed that Chris could hold out as long as he was. No sooner had that thought crossed his mind, than Chris shuddered slightly and groaned.
The girl’s eyes went wide as the cock she was sucking on began to spew into her mouth. She gagged slightly as cum splashed into the back of her throat, but quickly regained composure and began swallowing his load. Jared watched as her throat moved repeatedly, swallowing everything that was being fed to her.
When Chris’ eruption between her lips finally subsided, the girl licked his cock from the base to the tip. “You were supposed to warn me first!” she admonished softly, releasing his rapidly deflating cock and sliding herself up his body.
Just as soon as she had gotten herself situated again on Chris’ chest, Jared could hear the sound of snoring. The look of anger that flashed on the girl’s face was enough to strike fear in any man. She tried waking him up by pinching his arm and smacking his chest, but only received a groan in reply.
“You son-of-a-bitch!” she said roughly, and rather loudly, now uncaring if she woke up Jared or not.
She slipped off of Chris, standing with her back to Jared with her hands on her hips. She was now less than 2 feet from his face, and even from behind he could sense the fierce anger emanating from her. The plus side was now Jared had a perfect view of her ass and the thong that parted her cheeks. It took everything he had not to reach out and caress it softly.
The girl let out a stream of curse words in regards to Chris’ inability to satisfy a blow-up doll, how she should have known better, and other such statements. Recognizing that her insults were having no effect on the passed out man, she huffed furiously and began picking up her clothes.
Jared no longer feigned sleeping, but watched openly as the girl stormed around in a huff. Her beautiful breasts were bouncing and swaying in time to her angry movements. Placing her clothes on the bed next to Chris, she finally turned to face Jared. Not wanting to incur her wrath, Jared turned his eyes from her half-nude form.
“Now that you are awake…” she began, “just look at me.”
Jared shifted his head back in her direction, seeing clearly for the first time the soft curves of her body. Her skin was a pale white color and she had little freckles all over her chest and full breasts. The tips of her curvy breasts were topped with large pink areolas and thick, still erect nipples.
He had assumed she was a brunette at first, but now he could see that she was definitely had long flowing red hair. Her full breasts were heaving in angry breaths, and at that moment she appeared to Jared to be an angry goddess in human form. Hefting her breasts in the palm of her hands she yelled, more than exclaimed, “Look at me!”
“I am…” Jared stuttered softly.
“Good,” she said angrily. “I know it isn’t your fault, but I want you tell this no good S.O.B. what he missed out on.”
She turned around and hiked up her skirt, stepping back and closer to Jared’s face. Wiggling her curves in his face, she asked, “Are you getting a good look?”
“Yes.” Jared gulped.
Turning around to face him, she held her skirt in one hand and pulled her panties aside with the other. Jared began to moan as her pussy appeared just inches from his face. It was beautiful. She was beautiful, and he could smell her sex permeating from between her legs. Just as quickly as she exposed herself, she fixed her panties and righted her skirt.
“I hope you tell him what the hell he missed out on!” she yelled, and not waiting for an answer, turned away and pulled on her shirt. She began buttoning up the shirt in frustration as she crossed the small room and exited, slamming the door loudly behind her.
“Holy shit, that was hot!” Jared exclaimed as he lay back on his pillow and finished stroking his cock until he came.
To be continued…
Hmmm… I am wondering how they ended up in my bedroom without me knowing!?
I opened my eyes slowly, looking up into Ms. Fisk’s beautiful blue eyes. Her pale skin, was framed perfectly by her chestnut hair and her full lips were once again turned up in a smile. “Are you coming around now, James?” she asked softly.
“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, equally as soft. “I could wake like this everyday.”
She laughed lightly, a twinkle forming in her eyes as she said, “Keep dreaming, James. Do you need help up?”
“No, I got it.” I sighed and then pushed myself up onto my elbows. The world spun for just a few seconds and then I was on my feet. Once I was back standing, I looked at her and asked, “Did I hear you correctly?”
“About how you should keep dreaming?” she asked playfully.
“No…” I said with a smile, “about Bobby’s estate?”
“Ahhh…yes… yes, you did.” She said, retaking her seat in my office chair.
“How exactly is this supposed to work?” I asked seriously, “And, isn’t it awfully quick to be coming to me with this?”
“Well, to answer your first question… we have to wait for the official investigation into Mr. Chamber’s death to be completed. Afterwards, if there was no evidence of foul play on your part, we will begin the execution of his estate.”
“Ok, that answers the first part. So, I need to wait for investigation to be over and then the fine details are completed. What about the second part of my questions?”
“That is simple, James. Like I said, we handled all of Mr. Chamber’s legal affairs, and that includes abiding by his legal wishes for continuing to run his business following his death. He had it stipulated that his business must continue and that you were to take over upon his death, even in an interim basis while his will was going through probate.” She explained it to me as if she were talking to a child. Which in this case, perhaps she was since I had no legal expertise at all.
“So, what does this mean for me?” I asked, still slightly confused.
“Well, I guess that is really up to you. But, if it were me, I would look at taking a leave of absence from this place while things are worked out.”
“A leave of absence…” I muttered under my breath, looking at the pile of paperwork that still needed to be gone over. “So, what you are suggesting is a leave from here, and I start at Chamber Enterprises on an interim basis until things are sorted out?”
“But, I don’t know anything about what Bobby’s company does, or how it is supposed to be run.” I said, more than a little overwhelmed at the prospect.
“No worries,” she replied, “there are people in place to assist you during the transition.”
“And you?” I asked, now looking to see if I could work a little more time with this beautiful woman.
“Of course, I will be there as well. So, what are you going to do?”
I turned in my chair, and looked at the mound of paperwork staring back at me. If nothing else, the paperwork would still be there when I got back. Making my decision, I turned to her and said, “Let me make some phone calls and I will see you at Chamber Enterprises tomorrow morning.”
“Sounds great, James! You won’t regret it.”
“I sure hope not…” I half whispered to myself, and then walked Ms. Fisk to the door. Standing at the receptionist’s desk with Helen, I took the time to watch the sway of Ms. Fisk’s hips as she made her way to the elevator. There was something about her that intrigued me, and it was more than just her external beauty.
With a sigh, I turned and looked at Helen. “How would you feel about taking some vacation time and assisting me at Chamber Enterprises?”
The rest of the afternoon whirled by in a frantic mess, as I tried to make preparations for being away for an extended period of time. My direct supervisors weren’t too happy with the turn of events, but understood the necessity. After making a promise to return as soon as I could to either help find a replacement, or continue to work, I set about taking care of everything I could at the office and then called it a day.
My phone rang just as I was stepping off the elevator into the hallway leading to my room in the hotel I glanced at the screen and saw that it was Sophie. For half a second I considered letting it ring to voice mail, but then decided she was probably freaking out if she heard the news, so I answered it. “Hey Sophie,” I said, as I hit the answer button.
“Jimmy!” She said excitedly. “What the hell is going on!?”
“Settle down, Sophie,” I replied as soothingly as I could. “I meant to call you earlier, but wasn’t able to. Things have been rather crazy today, given the current circumstances.”
“Oh, I am sure it has been.” Sophie said as she settled down some. “Jimmy, can you tell me what is going on, please!?”
There was no mistaking the pleading in her voice. It was the sound of someone that was worried about what was to come, and needed some reassurance. Taking it slowly, I told her about everything that had happened since she left and tried to answer her questions as completely as possible. After all, I was still in a daze myself and not entirely certain what was going on, or what the outcome might be.
There were still a lot of unanswered questions, and I was determined to get the answers. I was hoping deep inside that I could start getting those answers tomorrow. With any luck, as Bobby’s personal/legal affairs began to unravel, the answers would become apparent. If not… there would be a lot of digging on part, and I wasn’t certain I wanted to stir up anything that didn’t need stirring.
After soothing Sophie’s nerves, I promised to update her with more as soon as I knew the answers, and ended the call with her. Sitting on the edge of my bed, I began running through the events of the last 24 hours in my mind. Just 24 hours prior, everything was normal as could be, now my whole world had been turned upside down and I felt like I was stuck on a “Tilt-a-Whirl”.
Picking up my cell phone, I searched through the directory for the name I was looking for. I smiled when I finally found it, and pressed send. The phone didn’t ring long before I heard a sultry, feminine voice on pick up. Just the sound of her voice caused an unmistakable stirring in my loins.
“Here I was thinking you were avoiding me, ‘Mr. Goode-Bar’,” Sheila said as soon as she answered.
“Not at all, not at all,” I said with a laugh. “It has just been a hectic day is all.”
“Well, I am glad you thought about little ol’ me,” she purred softly in my ear. “I just got settled into the hot tub. You calling about that… private tour?”
“You know I am,” I replied, getting even more turned on as I imagined her in the tub.
“Hmmm… are you in the hotel right now, sweetie?” she asked softly. I could hear the jets humming in the background, confirming (as if I needed it) that she was definitely in a hot tub.
“Yes, I am. Sitting on my bed right now and trying to decide how to spend my evening.”
“Well, let me help you with that decision.” She replied playfully. “Come on up to the top floor. I keep an apartment here, my suite is number 1401. I will buzz you in when you get here. Oh… and dress comfortably.”
With that she hung up the phone, not giving me a chance to answer her. Assuming that she meant to come prepared for the hot tub I quickly got undressed and donned a pair of swim trunks that was hastily packed in my suitcase. Pulling a loose fitting t-shirt over my head, I grabbed up my hotel key and made my way to the top floor as directed.
I heard the door lock buzz as soon as I knocked on her suite door. Pushing the door open, I stepped into a large foyer. I had assumed that her apartment would be like the rest of the hotel rooms, so I was surprised by the elegance of the place. It was like stepping into something off of a TV show, with the ornate décor and beautiful layout.
My hostess was nowhere to be found, so I continued into the formal living room. The plush leather sofas looked to be more than comfortable, and the artwork on the walls could easily be compared with museum quality prints. From the back of the suite, I heard Sheila call out, “Come on back, I am still in the tub.”
Following the sounds of the hot tub, I stepped out onto a large balcony overlooking the city. There she was, my hostess, submerged to her neck in steaming hot water. Even submerged, she looked divinely sexy. “What took you so long?” she asked with a playful smirk.
“Just admiring the beauty of your place,” I responded truthfully, “and I must say that even as beautiful as it is, it pales in comparison with your beauty.”
“Sweet talk will get you everywhere,” she purred, motioning for me to join her as she lifted up slightly in the tub. I could see from where I was standing that she wasn’t wearing a top, and the top of her breasts were clearly visible to my eyes.
“That is what I was hoping for,” I chuckled, as I pulled my t-shirt off and made ready to join her in the tub.
“James, I said make yourself comfortable, and that means take everything off.” She said pointing towards my trunks as I began to climb into the steaming water.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I asked playfully. “Half the fun is you taking them off for me.”
“Oh really!?” she laughed, and then began to slide towards me as I settled into the hot water.
She stood up in the tub, revealing her naked breasts to me for the first time. I marveled at the beauty of them as the water dripped off of her soft flesh. They were as large and full as I had imagined them to be, and her pale skin was absolutely radiant under the soft glow of the dim lights. Her soft breasts were topped with large pink areolas, and thick dime sized nipples.
It was probably a combination of the cool night air and the sensuality of the two of us in the tub, but I could see her nipples standing straight and hard. It was almost as if they were saying, “Here I am! Please play with me.” I had a feeling I would be doing much more than that before the night was over.
Sheila straddled my bare leg, pressing her chest into mine as she leaned down to kiss me. As our lips touched, I felt her press down on my thigh and felt the distinct outline of her pussy lips pressing into my skin. Running my hand around the small of her back, I slid them down and cupped her bare ass, pulling her into my harder as my tongue intertwined with hers.
I continued to caress her bare ass, letting my hands explore her flesh as much as possible, while savoring the sweet taste of her mouth pressed against mine. There was a slight taste of wine on her lips, and it only added to the overall experience. I was beginning to feel a little lightheaded as my senses registered the feeling of thick nipples pressed against my bare skin, the heat of the water and the soft curves of her ass beneath my fingers.
As we continued to kiss, she pushed her hand down into the water. She cooed into my mouth as she found what she was searching for, and her fingers wrapped around my hardened shaft through my shorts. “Mmmm…now that is what I am talking about,” she said as she pulled back slightly from our kiss.
My senses were reeling as she stroked me lightly over my shorts. It was amazing that even with the fabric separating her fingers from my flesh, that she was still able to caress me as well as she was. When her fingers found my cockhead, I nearly jumped from the tickling sensation against my tip. I was so sensitive that I couldn’t help but moan into her mouth.
I continued exploring her body with my hands, letting my fingers circle her anus playfully. There was a sense of satisfaction when she jumped like I had as the tip of my forefinger grazed her rosebud. It was her turn to moan into my mouth as she pressed down hard on my leg, grinding her sex against my thigh and pressing her asshole against my probing finger.
Removing my finger from her rosebud, I cupped her ass again and pulled her up bringing her nipples to my waiting mouth. Holding her there, I let my tongue snake out of my mouth and trace her swollen nipples softly. My tongue flicked rapidly over her right nipple, teasing her, and coaxing the moans I was searching for. All the while my hand was inching closer and closer to her sex underneath the water.
Just as I clamped my lips around her nipple, my fingers found her swollen pussy lips. Sheila jumped and moaned as I suckled on her glorious breasts while spreading her pussy lips with my fingers. I began tracing her moist slit with the tip of my finger, letting it penetrate her slightly as I searched blindly for her clit. The loud moan that escaped her lips when I found the hard little nub only served as confirmation that I had found what I was searching for.
I alternated between stroking her clit and letting my fingers slide into her pussy, as I continued to tease her relentlessly. It would be an understatement to say that I was determined to make her beg for it. But, that was exactly what I was doing, I wanted to hear her beg for my hard cock before it was all said and done.
It didn’t take much more of my teasing before I heard a low growl emit from her throat. She lifted her ass off my hands, pushing back and standing before me with a hungry look in her eyes. Now fully standing, I could see the entire top half of her body including the round succulent breasts, her abdomen, and the tops of her naked hips. Without missing a beat she reached out and grabbed my hands, pulling me up with her.
Her hands immediately went to the waistband of my trunks, as she pulled them down forcefully, freeing my hard shaft from its confines. I helped push them down, and then laughed as she not only removed them from me, but also balled them up and tossed them over the balcony. “Hey those were my best shorts!” I exclaimed playfully.
“Shut up and fuck me already,” she said with a low growl.
No further encouragement was needed, as I roughly turned her around and pushed her up against the wall of the tub. I could see her round ass perfectly as she got on her knees on the bench circling the tub. Stepping up behind her, I grabbed those wide hips, and began running my thick cockhead up and down her pussy lips and between her asscheeks.
I couldn’t help but notice the excited moans that she let out each time my cockhead brushed against her asshole. Every whimper that escaped her lips only caused me to become even more aroused, until I was like an animal in heat. Pressing the tip of my cock against her opening, I pushed in hard, burying myself to the hilt deep inside of her.
The heat of the hot tub was nothing compared to the heat between her legs. She felt wonderful wrapped around the flesh of my throbbing shaft. She gripped my cock with her pussy muscles, squeezing and then releasing me, as I savored her depths. The sensation was amazing, and driving me crazy.
“Fuck me, please…” she begged me, as she looked over her shoulder at me. The look she gave me along with the pleading sound of her voice was too much for me. With a growl of my own, I began thrusting in and out of her hard and fast.
I held her hip with my left hand, and ran my right up her back until I found her hair. Grasping her hair, I wrapped my fingers around it and pulled back slightly at the same time I thrust deep into her womb. “Oh, fuck!” she yelled, her voice echoing out into the night. “Do it! Pull my hair…”
It was like a being caught in the waves of the ocean as my hard thrusts inside of her caused the water to splash around us. The sounds of our sex filled the night air as I pulled back on her hair roughly while bottoming out in her depths, each thrust causing her knees to lift slightly off the bench. Every so often our moans were punctuated by the sound of her yells and cursing as she grew closer to her climax.
Still holding her by the hair, I pressed my thumb against her asshole. The result was exactly what I expected, as she began trying to whip her head around beneath my grasp. Using her legs, she began thrusting back to meet my forward thrusts, pressing herself harder against my probing thumb. I delighted in the sounds of her moans as they grew louder and louder by the second.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” she screamed as my thumb penetrated her anal ring, sliding in to the first knuckle.
If I hadn’t known better, I would have sworn I was riding a bucking bronco. She went absolutely nuts on me, thrashing and moaning as I wiggled my thumb in her rear passage while filling her depths with my hard cock. Then with a loud yell and a shudder, I felt her anus contract around my thumb even tighter while her pussy walls did the same to my cock.
It sent me over the edge with her, as my pulsating cock exploded into her depths, filling her with spurts of my hot seed. Our mutual moans and her whimpering only intensified the feeling, as we both continued to orgasm at the same time. When she finally began to breathe normally again, I slid my thumb out of her anus and let my cock slowly fall from her pussy.
With a sigh, I collapsed onto the bench of the hot tub. I was seriously lightheaded from both the heat and the exertions, as I tried to catch my own breath. Sheila moaned at the loss of my cock from between her legs, and had a look of wishing for more. But, that look was quickly replaced by contentment as she collapsed next to me onto the bench.
“Now… how ‘bout that private tour?” I asked her, receiving a playful slap on the arm in response.
The only thing I could find in relation to what happened to Bobby was a blurb on the local news site that read:
“Local millionaire and owner of Chamber Enterprises, Robert Chambers, was pronounced dead at the hour of 6:45 am following an incident at his home with local police. More information to come as the story unfolds.”
My fingers knocked an irregular beat on the desk as I pondered the latest development. Bobby was fine when we left him last night. Well, at least he was as fine as a trussed up millionaire could be given the circumstances. There was one question about the whole thing that was burning me up, “How did he get free? Or, rather, who untied him? What about the panic alarm I had set off?” Ok, so I had more than question burning a hole in my brain.
I was saved from my internal musings by the sound of Helen knocking on my door. She poked her head in hesitantly with a look of concern on her face. “Can I come in, sir?” she asked.
“Sure,” I replied with a heavy sigh, waving her in.
Helen pushed open the door and immediately went around the desk embracing me with a deep, heartfelt hug. I know that she meant it to be consoling, but I couldn’t help noticing the sweet smell of her perfume. It was a new scent, something she hadn’t used before, and I have to admit that I liked the scent almost as much as I like having her soft body pressed against mine.
“I heard about Mr. Chambers, sir. I’m so sorry.” She said, pressing her face into my arm. “Is there anything I can do for you?”
At that point, several things came to mind and none of them were appropriate for the current situation. But, I couldn’t help but to allow myself to imagine the myriad of things she could do for me. Instead, I just allowed her to hold me in her arms and savored the feel of her soft breasts pressed against my midsection.
Finally, she released me and stepped back, “The lawyers are scheduled to be here in about 15 or 20 minutes, sir. Is there anything I need to tell them when they get here?”
“Oh, yeah, the lawyers…” I said, sitting back down in my chair. “Did they say what they were here for?”
“No, sir,” she shrugged her shoulders, “they just said they were here on a personal matter.”
“Ok.” I replied, scratching my head in confusion.
“Given the latest development, do you want me to put them off?”
“No, no… just show them back when they get here.” I said with a small smile. In the back of my mind I couldn’t help but think I may end up needing their services after all “given the latest development.”
“Very good, sir,” Helen replied with a smile and left me to my own thoughts.
I didn’t even have time to get lost in my thoughts before Helen was back and knocking on my door. Apparently the lawyers were awfully eager to talk to me, because they showed up 15 minutes earlier than I had expected. Rubbing my temples softly and brushing my fingers over my scalp, I sighed and waived them into the office.
My jaw nearly hit the floor when Helen opened the door and ushered in the lawyer that was there to see me. I think somewhere in my mind I had conjured up an image of Andy Griffith when he played Matlock, crossed with Perry Mason, and had pictured the lawyer in that way. Boy, was I far off!
The lawyer walked into my office, extending her soft hand in my direction. She was tall, very tall and I would put her in the ballpark of at least 6 foot, if not taller than that. Her long chestnut hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she had the sharpest, most beautiful, set of blue eyes I had ever seen. When her gaze met mine, I swear she could see down to my soul.
She was wearing a grey business blazer that hung open in the front and a matching grey skirt. I could tell even from where I stood, that she had large full breasts underneath her white shirt. A quick glance down to the floor spoke volumes, as I took in her shapely legs and knee high boots. I was simply amazed that she could pull of both sexy and professional at the same time.
“Hi, Mr. Goode, I’m Vanessa Fisk,” she said as I gripped her well manicured hand in mine. I couldn’t help but notice the softness of her hands underneath her firm handshake.
“James,” I replied with a smile. “Please, just call me James.”
“Ok, James, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
“Oh no, Vanessa, the pleasure is all mine. May I call you Vanessa?” I asked as an afterthought.
“Actually, James, I prefer Ms. Fisk if you don’t mind.” The way she said it just sent shivers up my spine, especially when her full mouth turned up in the corners. It was like the Cheshire cat had just found her next plaything.
“Ok, Ms. Fisk it is, then!” I said cheerfully, trying to recover so semblance of control over the meeting. “Tell me, what brings you here today?”
She opened up her briefcase and pulled out a business card, along with various legal papers. “Here is my business card, James.”
“Thanks,” I said as I handed her one of mine in return, and then motioned to the papers in her hand indicating for her to continue.
“I’m sorry to be here on such short notice, James. But, with Mr. Chamber’s passing away this morning in that unfortunate incident, my firm was obligated to reach out to you.”
“Oh!” I said, a little surprised as sweat broke out on my forehead wondering what all she knew. “This is about Bobby, then?”
“Yes, sir. You see, my firm handles all of Mr. Chamber’s legal affairs, and have for several years. Part of our obligation to him was managing his last will and testament.”
“Oh, I see… and what exactly does that have to do with me? If I might ask?” I asked, truly confused at this point.
“You mean Mr. Chamber’s didn’t tell you?” she asked, with a serious look on her face.
“Tell me what?”
“Well, James, we are also the executor’s of his will. You are listed as the sole heir to Mr. Chamber’s money, home, and business… well… everything.”
That was when I passed out…
It seems that lately I am having a bizarre dream that keeps recurring on a somewhat frequent basis. While it is not unusual for me to have vivid dreams, it is unusual for me to have a dream that continues to affect me later in the day. The effect is palpable too, my pulse races, I begin to feel flushed and I am definitely aroused. This is especially true when the subject of said dream walks into my office, a young Indian lady that happens to work with me.
While it is not unusual for me to be attracted to a co-worker, it is unusual for me to dream about them on a frequent basis. What is doubly odd about this certain woman is the fact that other than her appearance, I really can’t stand the woman. In fact, her flippant attitude often infuriates me!
But, when she comes into my office and sits down in a chair, the dream automatically comes back to me. It doesn’t help that she often wears skirts made of t-shirt type material that ride up further and further the longer she sits. With all of her shifting in a seat, it isn’t long before I can just about catch a peek at her panties at the end of her dark, smooth legs. It just tears my nerves all to pieces!
Now, that I think about it, perhaps my recurrent dream isn’t so odd. When you consider my dislike for her attitude, well… it is even more understanding! After all, this is MY mind that is having the dream, right?
I can feel you asking yourself, “What is the dream?”, and I am glad you asked that question. My dream involves several different flashes of scenes, that jump from one to the next.
We are in my office, as usual, with her sitting across from me. Her legs are crossed and I can see all the way up her outer thigh. She is bouncing her leg, causing her skirt to raise higher and higher as it inches up her bare skin. We are arguing about something to do with work, and I can feel myself getting irritated with her “better-than-thou” attitude.
We are still in my office, she is still wearing the same dress. Now, however, she is bent over my knee. Her dress is pushed up to her waist exposing her ass cheeks to me. She is wearing white panties, that provide an amazing contrast to her dark, smooth skin. Her whimpering fills the air as I bring my hand down repeatedly on her ass. I can literally feel my hand making contact with her skin, and smell her arousal as my hand connects with her flesh.
We have left my office, and are walking down the hallway of our suite. She is wearing nothing but her panties and bra. Around her neck is a collar, with a chain attached, and I am holding the leash. Office workers are stepping aside as we walk past them, with their eyes as wide as saucers. Some of the men are snickering quietly, most of the women are appalled, and few have a look of interest in their eyes.
She is cuffed to a bed, blindfolded, spread eagle and completely exposed to me. I can see various sexual toys spread on the bed next to her. Including whips, cuffs, oil, butt plugs, vibrators, feathers, you name it… it is there. I am naked as well, kneeling between her legs. My cock is hard and throbbing. In my hand is a large vibrator, and I am applying lubricant to it…
She is still cuffed to the bed and I am gripping her long black hair, with my hard cock in her mouth as she struggles to suck on me. I am pulling at a chain, that is connected to two nipple clamps. Her nipples are being pulled, with a simple lift of my hand. She has a butt plug, firmly between her ass cheeks and her moans are vibrating around my shaft. I can feel every bit of it, from the wetness of her mouth to the cold feel of the chain in my hand.
I am kneeling behind her, looking down at her soft ass. My hands clenching her hips as I thrust deep inside her moist canal. Her moans are filling the air with sweet sounds. The butt plug is still firmly in place, and I begin toying with it while feeling her tight pussy grasping my steely shaft. I pull the plug out, pulling my shaft out of her at the same time. I can feel the cool air blowing on my slick cock as I place the tip against her asshole. Slowly I begin to push inside of her ass, feeling her anal ring snap around my thick cockhead…
We are back in my office, she is wearing the same dress as in the first scene. Her legs are crossed, and I can just see the fabric of her white panties peeking out at me. As she begins to uncross her legs…
Now, how the hell am I supposed to work with those scenes flashing in my head every time I look at her?
Sophie didn’t exactly like what I had proposed, but in the end she agreed to my plan. After all, the best thing to do was to get her out of town and away from the potential wrath that could come from Bobby’s hands. So I made a few phone calls, helped her straighten up her belongings, and then after a much needed shower drove her to the airport. Only after personally seeing her off on a plane, did I finally breathe a sigh of relief and turn on my cell phone.
I cringed at the thought of the phone messages that were probably waiting for me. Since the night before, I hadn’t even bothered to check in with the office and let them know where I would be. As I expected, my phone immediately flooded with a large amount of incoming emails as well as notifications of 3 new voice messages.
Preparing myself for the worst, I dialed into my messages:
1) “James, this is Sheila. Hey, I received a notice that you had checked into one of the rooms at the hotel I wanted to give you a tour of. Let me know if there is anything you need. I am always up for a private tour… whenever you are.”
2) “Mr. Goode, this is Sergeant Sharon Kline with the Wake County Sheriff’s Department. Please give me a call at….”
3) “Mr. Goode, this is Helen. Sir, there are some lawyers here from Tarlton, Tarlton and Fisk. They are wanting to speak with you about an urgent matter. Can you please call me when you can?”
Well, I was delighted to get the first message and made a mental note to call Sheila when the storms died down. The second message made me cringe, but I was expecting it none-the-less. The third, however, definitely had my curiousity piqued. I didn’t have any pending business with a lawyer’s office… unless it had to do with the activities from last night.
I started up my car and called Sergeant Kline first, figuring it was best to get it over and done with. When she answered the phone I was almost at a loss for words, she had a voice that would melt even the hardest heart, and I had to double check to make certain I had reached the right person. Of course I had. The call was actually pleasant and she asked if I had to the time to talk about “a one Robert Chambers”. I readily agreed, setting an appointment with her in my office in an hour.
The second call I made was to Helen. She sounded relieved to get my phone call, as if she were waiting on pins and needles for me to call her. I left out the details of the last 12 hours, and just explained that I was on my way into the office and wanted to know what the lawyers needed. She told me all she knew, which was basically nothing, and I had her schedule an appointment with them for later in the day.
Satisfied that all the necessary, pressing calls had been made, I settled in for the short drive to the office. I wanted to take a few minutes to gather my head, and prepare a story for the Sergeant when she visited. From the initial call, it didn’t seem as if she was going to arrest me for anything… but better to be safe than sorry.
I will tell you two things about Sergeant Kline. First off, she was definitely a punctual person. In fact, she was actually 15 minutes early. Second thing, she had the looks and body to match her sultry voice. If all members of the police force looked that way, I think I would try to get locked up as much as possible!
When I looked up to see Helen bringing her into my office, my heart literally skipped a beat. She had raven straight black hair that fell down to her shoulders, and framed her strong yet beautiful features perfectly. Her lips were the fullest I had ever seen, and when she smiled, she literally lit up the room. I couldn’t help but admire her no-nonsense business attire too, with her women’s slacks and nice blazer.
After my first glance, I had to remind myself that she was probably armed and loaded, and I didn’t mean loaded in the bra department. Her actual breast size was hard to tell gauge given how the blazer hung around her chest. However, I was willing to bet that she was in pretty good shape and had a tight body under all the clothes too. No doubt, it would likely be just as beautiful as her face and voice was.
“Mr. Goode,” she began, presenting her hand to me in greeting, “I am Sergeant Sharon Kline. It is a pleasure to meet you.”
“You as well,” I replied, shaking her hand warmly. “Please, have a seat.”
“Thanks,” she said, taking a seat directly opposite of me.
“What can I do for you today?”
“Well, sir, I am here in regard to Mr. Robert Chambers…”
“Bobby?” I replied, allowing a distasteful tone to enter into my voice. “What about him?”
“Well, Mr. Goode… when was the last time you saw Mr. Chambers?”
“Last night,” I replied, my face naturally turning into a frown. “Sometime between 11pm and midnight, I would say. Why?”
“So, you saw him between the hours of 11pm and midnight?” she asked, scribbling some notes in a notepad.
“Yes, ma’am, that’s right.”
“How was he when you left him?”
“I would like to say he was fine, but truth is, he wasn’t and I really didn’t care…” I replied, getting a far off look in my eyes. “What does he say?”
“He isn’t saying much of anything, Mr. Goode, he died this morning at 6:30 am.”
I have no idea how the look that came over my face registered with her. Did I have a look of concern? Of outrage? Of… fear for myself and Sophie? I know that when we left him, he was bound to be humiliated (no pun intended) but he was still very much alive! My world was tilting off axis at that point, and my thoughts were spinning out of control.
Finally regaining composure, I asked, “How?”
“I wouldn’t usually be at liberty to say, but I am sure it will be all over the news in the next 30 minutes. He was shot by one of our officers this morning, when they were responding to a noise complaint called in by the neighbors.”
“Shot by one of the officers…” I replied, my confused tone matching the confused look on my face.
“Did Mr. Chambers have a history of drug use?” she continued to ask me.
“Bobby? I don’t know, really. It was quite possible that he had… partaken in drug use… why, does that have any bearing on this?”
“Well, his actions were all indicative of a person high on drugs. We are still waiting on tox screen right now to know for certain. You indicated that there was a… disagreement… between the two of you last night. Correct? What was the nature of the disagreement and how was he acting?”
“He wasn’t quite himself, ma’am. I mean… he has always been a bit overbearing at times… but last night was different.”
“Yes, sir, truthfully… please.”
“Well, there was the 3 of us that were roommates…”
“Including a Sophie…”
“Yes, including Sophie. Like I said, he was always a bit overbearing, but last night… he took it too far. I woke up to find that he had tried to force himself on Sophie, leaving her and her room in a state of pure havoc.”
“What happened after that?” she asked me, leaning in a little closer. “After he tried to force himself on your other roommate?”
“We exchanged words, I have to admit, I lost control some and there were blows exchanged. I had Sophie pack up all her belongings, and so did I, and we left. I don’t remember everything that happened, it is all just a blur of raw emotions and anger. One thing I can say is that he was fine when we left, angry, probably humiliated… but fine…”
“Mr. Goode, is it ok if I come back to you with any follow-up questions?”
“Of course…” I told her, handing her my business card. I was still in shock over the turn of events and I am pretty sure the good sergeant could tell. Buzzing for Helen to come and get the lady sergeant, I bid her a goodbye and promised to stay around in case she needed something.
After they walked out of my office, I shut the door behind them. I quickly fired up my laptop and began doing a search on recent news releases for Bobby.
“What the hell have you gotten yourself into, Jimmy?” I asked myself.
The next morning came awfully quick, as I woke up in the hotel room with Sophie’s soft body pressed firmly against my side, her arm draped over my waist. I glanced over at her and could see where the bruises from the night before had turned to a dark shade of purple. It wasn’t good, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. I did, however, think that she needed to get out of town and head home to her family. There was no telling what the day would bring after our little fiasco.
Sophie shifted slightly, wincing in pain while she slept. I didn’t feel the least bit sorry for what I had done to Bobby. The SOB had it coming to him for a long time and what he did to Sophie was all the ammunition I needed for a case of temporary insanity (or something along those lines). Letting out a soft sigh, I placed my arm around Sophie’s shoulders, cradling her softly.
My movements must have caused Sophie to wake up some, because it wasn’t much longer before I felt her hand on my waist shift down a little further. I let out a sharp intake of breath as her hand slid closer and closer towards my manhood. It couldn’t be helped, I’m a man… she’s a woman… I can see down her open shirt… yada…yada… All the same, I responded in the most natural way possible, as I grew hard just inches from her soft hand.
I could feel a cool breeze against my hard shaft and realized that my cock had worked its way out of the hole in my boxers. Whispering a soft curse at my luck, all she needed was to wake and think I was taking advantage like Bobby tried to. Looking towards her face, I groaned inwardly as her eyes popped open, looking directly at my hard, naked shaft.
“Dream on, Jimmy,” she whispered sarcastically and then softly pet the underside of my cock. “It is beautiful, but I am REALLY not in the mood today.”
Chuckling softly, I said, “But, my darling, it is only a natural response to your undeniable beauty. You won’t be able to resist me much longer. You know that, right?”
She laughed a true heart filled laugh. It was a sound that warmed my heart. Rolling onto her side and propping her head on her hand, she looked into my eyes thoughtfully. “Thank you…” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.
“No reason to thank me, Sophie,” I replied. “I only did what needed to be done.”
She sighed softly, tracing her free hand over my t-shirt clad chest. I could tell she was lost in thought, battling with herself over what to do next. That was to be expected, what I didn’t expect though was what happened next. My eyes went wide as her soft hand gripped my hard shaft, her deft fingers wrapping around my girth.
“What are you doing, Sophie?” I asked her.
“I owe you so much,” she said, “this is the least I can do.”
“No…” I began, but was cut off by the sound of her shushing.
“Shut up, Jimmy,” she said softly. “I am doing this because I want to, not because I have to.”
I didn’t say anything more as she released my shaft from her soft grip and sat up slowly. Grabbing the hem of her nightshirt, she pulled it up over her head and tossed it on the floor. My eyes feasted on her full breasts, as I thought about all the times I wished I could be this close to her. Our playful banter had gone on for the last year or so, but it never went any further than that.
Her fingers slid into her shorts and she pushed them off and down in a slow, almost painful motion. Those joined the nightshirt, and she stayed kneeling on the bed next to me, exposing herself fully to me with a pleading look in her eyes, “Touch me, Jimmy,” she whispered softly, “…please…”
I slid my hand between her soft thighs, letting my fingers trace lightly over her exposed sex. A soft moan escaped her lips as my fingers found her pussy lips, the tip of my finger just barely penetrating her. Parting her lips softly, I pushed my finger in to the first knuckle, loving the sounds of her soft moans as I continued to tickle her sex softly.
She was already so wet, that it didn’t take much effort for my finger to slide deep into her canal. It was truly a beautiful sight, watching her breasts heave softly with low moans while I tickled her clit with my thumb at the same time. There was a look of contentment about her that I really hadn’t expected, and I was beginning to wonder at the feelings I was beginning to have for this young lady.
It was my turn to moan, as her hand wrapped around my hard shaft once more and she began slowly pumping me in time to my finger’s exploration. She paused at the tip of my cock, letting her fingers slide over my sensitive cockhead, sending shivers up my spine. Without I doubt, if I never wanted her before… I did right at that moment.
With my free hand, I reached down and struggled to remove my boxers. Sophie giggled softly as she disengaged herself from my probing fingers and helping me push them down. When they were out of the way, she slowly straddled my waist, grabbing my hard shaft and guiding my cockhead to the inner folds of her sex.
We both moaned in unison as she settled down on my cock, letting me penetrate her slowly. She was so tight and wet, that it took everything I had to keep from just thrusting up into her. Finally, she slid all way down, holding my hard cock deep in her depths.
I watched as she sat completely upright, and let out a really sharp breath when my cockhead slipped even further into her pussy. Taking my hands, she guided them up to her large soft breasts, urging me to play with them while she rocked back and forth on me. I did so willingly, tracing her soft breasts with my hands, exploring them just as I had her pussy only moments before.
The feeling was indescribable as she slowly rocked on my hard cock, grinding herself on shaft, pushing me deeper and deeper into her. There was a look of total bliss on her face as she moaned loudly when my fingers found her hard nipples. Taking them between my thumb and finger on each hand, I gently twisted and pulled on them.
“Oh, fuck, Jimmy…” she moaned and began grinding on me even faster.
She continued to grind on me, fast and hard. My cock doing whirls deep inside her tight canal, like she wanted me to rub every spot inside of her. I loud out a loud moan myself as she leaned forward and caught herself on her hands, beginning to thrust back hard on my cock. After a few hard thrusts of her hips, I couldn’t help myself and started thrusting upwards to meet her downward plunge.
“Oh, fuck… oh, fuck… oh, fuck…” she said loudly each time she bottomed out on my steel hard cock.
Her nipples were brushing against the fabric of my t-shirt, and looked to be growing harder and harder as each thrust upwards caused her breasts to sway forcefully. There was no other sound in the room other than the slapping of our bodies and mutual moans of pleasure, punctuated with some curse words as we both grew closer and closer to our climaxes.
I could feel it coming on like a freight train, threatening to explode out of my body at any second. The feeling was exhilarating as I tried to hold it in, feeling myself grow large, thicker and more sensitive. “Sophie,” I damn near yelled into her ear, “I am about to cum…”
“OHhhhhh!” she yelled out, as her own orgasm began to wrack her body. “Fucking, do it!”
It was like my cock was waiting for her verbal permission, because no sooner had the words left her mouth, than I was exploding deep into her tight womb. She rocked back hard, sitting up straight as I continued to pump my seed into her depths. Her body was shaking as she slipped over the edge into a blissful climax, wailing like a banshee as her pussy walls convulsed around my pulsating shaft.
Moans continued to escape both of our lips as our mutual release began to subside. Sophie kept her eyes closed, pinching and pulling at her own nipples while reflexively gripping my cock hard with the muscles in her pussy. Finally, she let out a soft sigh, opened her eyes and looked down on me. A small smile formed on her lips.
“Damn, that was good…” she whispered. “Why the hell did I wait so long? Fuck…”
I just smiled up at her, my cock slowly beginning to deflate within her pussy, until it finally fell free on its own. Sophie shivered slightly as I fell free from her, and she slid off my waist and fell onto her side next to me. Neither of us said anything further as she continued to smile while stroking my chest with her fingers.
The bliss couldn’t last as long as we would have liked it, as always the real world has to eventually invade. “What now, Jimmy? What’s going to happen?”
I stroked her hair softly as I told her what I had in mind…
“Green eyes!” I hollered at her as she rounded my cul-de-sac. I took some small satisfaction in the fact that calling out to her caused her to shuffle her feet some.
Kelly turned her feet towards me and slowly jogged my way. I have to say that I am impressed with her dedication to running, among other things. She drew up close to where I was standing, continuing to run in place in an effort to keep her heart rate elevated. Her close proximity definitely increased my heart rate.
“What did you say?” She asked me with a smile.
“Green eyes. I just realized that you have the most dazzling green eyes I have ever seen.”
“Oh…” she said as her face flushed red with embarrassment, “thanks!”
The weather was hugely different this morning. Gone was the fog, and in its place was a brisk cool overcast morning. Yet, despite the chilled air, she was still wearing the same outfit she had worn yesterday. My eyes gravitated to her large breasts as they swayed in time to her running feet. They were absolutely beautiful as they bounced and bobbed up and down, her nipples protruding from the thin fabric like a pair of suckable headlights.
“Ahem…” she cleared her throat, obviously trying to direct my gaze back up to her face. “I see you are fully dressed today.”
“Yep, early morning meeting today.”
“That’s a shame.”
“What? The early morning meeting, or the fact that I am dressed.”
“Ha ha, true…” I laughed, “What about you?”
“Me? Oh, I work from home. So I can wear whatever I choose, or don’t choose.”
I liked what the second part implied, as visions of her wearing nothing but a smile while on a conference call popped into my head. Despite my feeble attempts, I couldn’t wipe that vision from my mind as we continued to make small talk.
“Lucky you. I don’t usually work from home, but I will be the next two days.”
“Oh?” she asked, her eyebrows raising in curiosity. “You having to stay home with your son?”
“Nope. He will be at his sitter’s and my wife at work. I just need to catch up on some work from the quiet of my home.”
“I see. We should do lunch then.”
“How bout tomorrow? Say 11am at my house?”
“Sounds good to me. Do I need to bring anything?”
“Just yourself…” she said as she turned to continue her run. As she trotted away she called over her shoulder, “It’s a date then!”
“What’s the dress?” I called back and she just threw her hand up in a small wave.
Nothing turns me on as much as turning people on.
posted from my Blackberry mobile phone so pardon the typos
The fog at my house this morning was so thick you could literally cut it with a knife. I sure as hell didn’t expect anyone to be out walking, let alone jogging, in the damp sticky feeling mess. But, I was wrong. No sooner had I stepped out to the front curve to pick up the paper than one of my neighbors came barreling out of the fog, colliding with me.
It felt like I had just been tackled by a pro football player. In fact, I don’t think I had been tackled that hard since I played football in high school (20 years ago). The two of us went down in a heap on the grass. It hurt like hell, but I have to say it never hurt so good.
I blinked, wincing back the curse words and pain, as I looked up into the face of an angel. Seriously, the fog added some sort of radiance around this blonde haired beauty that was now on top of me with her knee firmly pressed against my crotch. The way the light radiated made it look like a halo on her head, or perhaps I was just seeing stars.
I had seen her many times before, usually when I am leaving for work. Typically she is riding her bike (for more reasons than I can count I am thankful she wasn’t today), but I have seen her out jogging too. I have always had the pleasure of admiring her from afar, but up close and personal was much better!
Her blonde hair was plastered to her skull as beads of sweat rolled down her face. As she pushed up and supported herself with her hands, I got a good look at her ample chest up close. The white t-shirt she was wearing was absolutely soaked through and stuck to her skin. It was obvious that she was wearing an athletic bra, but it didn’t stop her thick nipples from protruding through the damp fabric.
“You okay?” She asked me through labored breaths, her chest heaving in time with her breathing.
“Yeah,” I said, even though my back now hurt like hell. “I was more worried about you.”
“Naw,” she said with a smile. “I have brothers as big as you, so I am used to running into big stacks of meat like you.”
I just laughed, and couldn’t help but notice that she made no effort to move. Her thigh was pressed firmly against my crotch and she shifted slightly causing her leg to rub lightly against me.
Normally it wouldn’t have been a big deal, but I was being rather lazy this morning and hadn’t gotten ready yet. That being said, I had gone outside in a t-shirt and loose fitting shorts. To make matters worse, I had decided to sleep without underwear last night, so all I had on were those loose athletic gym shorts and nothing else.
The slight movement of her leg had caused the fabric to rub lightly against the crown of my cock. I must say that the sensation was absolutely fabulous as it tickled the tip in an exquisite fashion. Between the feeling of her pressed against me, and the view of her marvelous chest, it was no small wonder that I began to grow hard.
“Thick, isn’t it?” I asked in reference to the fog.
“Yes, yes it is…” She replied with a smile, “the fog too.”
With that, she pushed herself up onto her haunches. I got a good view of her shorts pulled tightly between her legs, the damp fabric forming to her body and giving me a good outline of her sex. She stood up, straddling me, as she adjusted her shorts. From where I was laying, I am positive that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
She stepped away from me as I stood up. If my hard-on wasn’t evident before, it sure was now as it made a large tent in my otherwise loose shorts. Her eyes flickered down to my crotch briefly, before returning to my face. Her cheeks were red and I wasn’t certain if it were from embarrassment or the heat of running.
“By the way, I’m Kelly.” She said, sticking her hand out in greeting.
I took her soft hand firmly and gave it a small shake, introducing myself to her as well. We made small talk for a minute or two while we dusted ourselves off. I noticed that her nipples hadn’t gone down one iota and I am quite certain she noticed that I hadn’t either. After making certain we were both still in good working order, she bid adieu and turned to continue her jogging.
The last sight I had of her, before she disappeared into the fog, was her shapely ass swaying side to side. What a beautiful for morning, for a foggy day…
… to pass his class.
“But, Mr. Franklin…” Jenny began, in a voice that sounded whiny even to her ears, “there must be something I can do to pick up my grade.”
“I’m sorry, Jenny.” Mr. Franklin said in a voice so sincere that Jenny almost believed he meant it. “There is nothing I can do for you right now. Rules are rules, and well… if you had come to me earlier in the semester I probably could of done something, but now…”
Jenny knew what he said was right, but it didn’t make things any better. If she didn’t pass this class, there was no way her parents were going to pay for her trip to Europe. That was the only stipulation, “Jenny,” she could hear her father saying, “If you don’t pass all your college courses this semester, then you will have to find your own way to Europe.” Just remembering the sound of his voice, she knew that there was no way he would recant that decision and tears began to well up in her eyes.
Reaching into her purse, she struggled to quickly pull out some tissue to dab her eyes before she started bawling. Finally, she found what she was looking for and yanked it out of the inner depths of her purse. The forceful pulling caused her to drop her purse spilling its contents onto the floor before her. Embarrassed, she squatted down to quickly stuff everything back inside.
“Ahem…” she heard Mr. Franklin say as she stood up. Her face turned red with embarrassment as she realized he was pointing at her vibrator, which had somehow rolled under his desk. Shuffling around the desk, she bent over to pick it up, catching sight of his pants being stretched by his now semi-hard cock. Looking up, she caught his eyes and saw the hunger behind them.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything I could do to raise my grade?” She asked again as she slid on to his desk and parted her legs, giving him a nice view of her panties.
“Well… I suppose…” Mr. Franklin began as she pulled her panties to the side and began running the vibrator up and down her lips.
“Europe, here I come!” she thought to herself as she began pushing the toy inside of her.
Nothing turns me on as much as turning people on.
…was the best decision he ever made.
Kevin rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers wishing he could will the headache to go away. The last few days had been beyond stressful and he was seriously wishing he could take a leave of absence. If things kept going like they had been his head was likely to explode unless he found a way to let off some steam. Thinking back to a couple of months before, he began to think he should have approved the addition of a workout facility to the office. At least then he would have an outlet to relieve some stress.
“Mr. Lincoln,” he heard Sophie call out as she opened his office door. Kevin groaned inwardly, she had just started working as his admin assistant two days ago and already she was forgetting to knock before entering. He rubbed the bridge of his nose again in frustration.
“Mr. Lincoln, is everything ok?” Sophie asked with a concerned voice.
“Yes, Sophie. I just have a headache that won’t seem to go away.”
“Mr. Lincoln, I have only been here a few days, so I hope you don’t mind me saying this…” she said hesitantly, “but… you need to learn to release some of that stress. It isn’t good for you to hold it all in.”
Kevin just chuckled. “Now she is already telling me what to do!” he thought silently. But he knew she was right, he had to do something about all the stress.
“What do you suggest?” he asked her with a smile.
“Oh…” she said, slightly surprised that he even asked. “I think I know just the thing you need. Just come over here and have a seat on the chair.”
“Going to give me a massage, Sophie?” he asked almost playfully, teetering on the edge of proper behavior with an employee. The last thing he needed was a sexual harassment charge on top of all the other stress.
“Something like that…” she said with a small smile as he sat down on the chair. His eyes grew large as she knelt on the floor before him and began unzipping his zipper. He grew hard almost instantly as she wrapped her pretty lips around his thick cockhead.
As she began slowly sucking on his thick cock, he couldn’t help but think… “Yes, she was going to work out just fine…”
Nothing turns me on as much as turning people on.
…the Resident Assistant jumped to lend him a hand.
“Damn it all!” James muttered out loud, cursing his luck. Of all the days to forget his keys in his room, he had to pick the day his roommate went home for a long weekend. Now he was stuck standing there in his underwear, with his towel wrapped around his waist and his shower bag in hand. As embarrassing as it was, he was going to have to find the RA to let him into his room.
He lived in a coed dorm, but the floors were divided up by gender and each floor having their own RA. Unfortunately, Kent and George, the two male RAs were nowhere to be found. That left James stuck having to go to the women’s floor to find another RA to let him into his room. “Talk about embarrassing,” he complained out loud as he knocked on the RA’s door.
The door swung open to reveal a pretty brunette with the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. She wore a robe that hung loosely around her body, barely covering the curves of her breasts. His eyes immediately went to her chest taking in her soft curves and nearly nude body. “Ahem…” he heard her say as she pointed towards her face as if to say ‘eyes up here stud.’
“Can I help you?” she said in a soft voice.
“I need a hand…” James stuttered as he explained his situation, trying to keep his eyes on her face and not the rest of her sexy body. He saw her eyes roam up and down his body, a small smirk forming on her lips at his obvious attempt to cover his hard cock with his shower bag.
“Come on in,” she said with a sigh, swinging her door open.
He walked into her spacious dorm room, his eyes immediately drawn to the leopard print blanket on her bed. She caught him looking at the bed, crossed over to it and sat on the edge. “Well, we can’t have you going back to your room in the state you are in,” she said with a purr, patting the bed next to her.
James approached the bed tentatively, uncertain as to how he should respond, and then finally sat down. “You won’t be needing this,” she said, pulling the towel off of his body and pushing him back further on the bed.
He watched her drop her robe on the floor, baring her beautiful breasts as she slid onto the bed next to him. “Now… let me see what I can do to give you a hand,” she said as her hand slid into his underwear.
Nothing turns me on as much as turning people on.