Chapter Three Not just a one night stand

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Chapter Three Not just a one night standCHAPTER THREE The deal is finalizedI put on the only clothes I had and watched Nicole dress. I envied her as she slid a pair of white, lace trimmed panties up her long legs and then over her cute ass. She finished by hooking her thumbs under the sides of the elastic top, running them around and meeting in front. Then she placed her hands on her buttocks, hooked her thumbs under the elastic and pulled up. She went back to her chest of drawers and pulled out a matching bra. Watching me in the mirror .she kept her back turned to me as she reached her arms through the bra straps. Then she turned to face me simultaneously raising her arms so the straps dropped onto her shoulders. Then she reached down and covered her breasts with the bra cups. Finally she reached both arms behind her and hooked the clasp. It was an enhanced bra that displayed her cleavage to best advantage. “What are you looking at?” She asked with slight smile.I knew she had been fully aware of my admiring observance. “I’m looking at you, just like you were watching me watching you.”“Like what you see?” “Oh very much, I like to watch you dress, or undress for that matter. I really like you in lingerie. You have a runway model’s figure.”“You mean no tits?” “You have very nice tits.” Of course I would have liked her to have two chest mountains standing tall and proud. Hell, I would have loved for her to have the Grand Tetons of tits so I could bury my face in them, then cover them with oil and squeeze them together. Then send Harry charging into the valley between a magnificent pair of oiled, mountainous mammaries. “Half a league, half a league, half a league onward! Forward the Light Brigade!” (Sorry Lord Tennyson.) Did I mention motor boat?In truth I felt she made up for her lack of bosoms with her fantastic love making. Okay it wasn’t love, it was lust so I guess that makes it lust making? Whatever it was, I liked it. I always said when presented with lemons make lemonade. Now that I think about it; that was exactly the size of her breasts, about one half of a large lemon each. Not exactly what one would call bountiful, but very firm and perky. (Odd how that image came back me just now.) Given the choice between her breasts and say a pair of D cuppers that looked two fried ostrich eggs and disappeared into arm pits when the owner was reposing or hung like two drooping brown eyes in some weird ass Picasso painting when she was standing; I would of course choose the lemons. I digress. “And the rest?”“Nicole, watching you is making me all horny. If you don’t put on some clothes and cover that bra and those cute panties you’re wearing I’m going to lose control.”Her head popped out of the neck hole of the top she was putting on. She pulled it down. It was tight fitting and if one stared and I was, you could just make out the outline of the lace on her bra, “Well a girl likes to know she’s appreciated, even if it’s by a pervert like you.” She finished dressing and we went downstairs to her car. During our trip back to the airport we chatted. She told me her life story in a Reader’s Digest version. She was preacher’s k** in a small town. By small I mean about 60,000. Just small enough for everyone to know just about everyone else or know someone who did. Her father had died of a heart attack in his early forties. She had been f******n at the time. Suddenly free from her father’s strict authority she turned into a bit of a wild c***d. At s*******n she was impregnated by the son of one her late father’s parishioners and most ardent believers, a widow who believed that her late husband had been chosen by God to sit in heaven at the right hand of Jesus. When in actuality if he hadn’t been killed by driving his car into a concrete bridge abutment; psoriasis of the liver would have killed him. Nicole lost her virginity in a case of date ****. “You smoked my dope and now you’re going to fuck me.” (He was a very smooth talker.) He was twenty, almost twenty-one and because of the age difference there was brief talk kaçak bahis of a statutory **** charge. When his mother’s attorneys met with Nicole and her mother, they explained that since she had developed a bit of a reputation and the accused was well known as the god fearing son of a god fearing woman and that a trial would just do more damage to Nicole’s already somewhat tarnished reputation. So in the best interests of all concerned sonny boy was making an offer to do the right thing. The other option, since an abortion would probably get her lynched by both families, would be to carry the c***d to term and give it up for adoption. She told the attorneys that the right thing for sonny boy to do would be to stick a pistol up his mother’s ass and pull the trigger then put it in his mouth and blow his fucking brains out. She had the baby and understood she was going to put it up for adoption. The would be Mother-in-law’s attorney had Nicole sign some papers that gave the c***d’s grandmother custody. Nicole thought it was so the c***d could be adopted. The result was that grandma was awarded custody without adopting the c***d. She promptly moved out of town taking the c***d with her. Sonny boy stayed behind and was heard to brag about how Nicole had begged him to pop her cherry and then how the bitch claimed he ****d her. .Nicole felt that the whole thing with the custody of the c***d was revenge by mommy for Nicole leading her darling boy astray, forcing him to do the nasty and then claim that he ****d her. Mom and many others believed that she was lying about the marijuana and the alcohol he had supplied. Then the little bitch had refused her son’s offer to make it right. Thank God that her attorney had convinced this little slut to give up the c***d. After the baby was born she managed to graduate from High School and soon moved out of her mother’s home. She couch surfed and played party girl for a couple of years drinking and doping; fucking her current boyfriend for booze, d**gs, food and rent. The end came when her latest boyfriend came home drunk one night and beat the hell out of her. That experience left her determined to never depend on anyone again. She moved back to her mother’s home, got a part time job and went to college. When she graduated she was recruited by our mutual employer. She’d jumped at the chance; it would be her ticket out of the small town, and a new beginning. “So now I pay c***d support to my r****t’s mother. Visitation was ordered at the discretion of custodial grandparent. Grand-ma has an unlisted phone number and a mail drop box. She’s invisible. If I send something by certified mail it comes back unclaimed. I can’t get her served to modify the order.”“Why not just stop paying that would get her attention.”“I would but there is a wage assignment payable to her attorney. I don’t think it would do any good anyway, she doesn’t need the money. She got a big settlement when her husband was killed. She wants me to pay for her own reasons”“What happened to the father?”“Jail last I heard, the apple didn’t fall far the tree. Vehicular homicide, he was drunk of course.”After being hired as a secretary, Nicole had started her climb up the corporate ladder and was now the Deputy Director of Personnel. I thought the personnel department was doing one hell of a job making me comfortable in my temporary assignment. My major concern was that welcome wagon ceremony was going to come to an end.At the airport, we had breakfast and I was reunited with my luggage. After I picked my rental car I followed her to my furnished apartment which would be my home for the next few weeks. I changed into fresh clothes and together we went to a nearby grocery store. I bought the basics, steaks, potatoes, asparagus, eggs, ham, bacon, gin, vodka, vermouth, olives, brandy and the like. We returned the apartment with our supplies. We decided to opt for an early dinner and skip lunch. She said she knew a place, but she wanted me to drive to the office from my apartment before we ate. I drove with her güvenilir bahis to the office. She pointed out the employee parking area. “Just give the guy at the gate your name; he’ll have a pass card ready for you.”Now that I was ready for tomorrow’s commute we went to her favorite Mexican restaurant. We started with margaritas while we studied the menu. Since it was early and we had the place nearly to ourselves service was prompt. The drinks arrived while I was still on the first page of the menu. Our first drinks washed down salsa and chips and were gone before the waiter returned. I ordered a reload when he returned to take our order. It was three o’clock and we had skipped lunch. The margaritas were hitting our empty stomachs. I ordered the carne asada. Nicole opted for the chicken en mole. Before our food arrived we had finished our second drink so I ordered another when the food came. Finally we finished dinner and had another drink. Then we got back in the car to return to my apartment. “Bye the way, I need you to hook me up with your dealer, I can’t go on smoking your dope all the time.””He’s actually on the way if you want to stop.” “Sure let’s do that.”“I’ll call him.”She called and told him we were coming, he said he didn’t want to meet me. Dope dealers are funny that way.I waited in the car. When she returned she said, “I have a surprise for you.”“What’s that?”“I said it was a surprise.” We arrived at my apartment. It was on the second of two floors with a view of the pool. I climbed the stairs behind her, my face just inches from her beautiful ass. I opened the door and we stepped inside.“Can you stay?”“Not all night I have to go home and get my clothes ready for tomorrow. We have to make a decision about your stay here. You seem to like my company and I obviously enjoy yours. So the question is how much time do you want to spend with me while you are here?” “No other obligations?”“Not here and not all that serious. I’m not married. I’ve made no vows of fidelity, at least when I was sober. How about you?”“You are catching me on the rebound Couldn’t you tell? I’m normally not that easy.”“Hmmm, rebound sex. I’ve always liked it. I’ll take every night I’m here, if that’s an option.” “That’s an option.”“Well then, your place or mine?” “I have a room-mate, she travels and she’s pretty open minded, but we might be more comfortable here. We seem to have a tendency to run around naked. Should I bring some things over?”“Yeah, why don’t you do that? I wouldn’t want to disturb your room-mate. Want a drink?”“Just a small one, I have to drive remember? I’ll roll a joint.” “Use mine. What about my surprise?“Not yet, maybe tomorrow.” I went into the kitchen and poured two glasses of brandy. I thought I needed at least two snifters. I returned to the living room just as Nicole lit up a joint. She passed it to me and I took a lung full and passed it back to her. I held the smoke in until I couldn’t hold it any longer then exhaled. We continued to pass the joint back and forth until I said. “No mass, por favor. I’m fucking stoned.”“Yeah, me too. Since we are fucking stoned does that mean we should fuck?”“I think that would be in order.” I sat my brandy on the coffee table and put my arm around her. We fell together on the couch my hands finding her breasts as my mouth found hers. We exchanged a deep kiss and then several more. She pressed her body eagerly against mine. “Let me get out of these clothes.” “Okay but let’s go to the bedroom.”“Uh oh.” said Nicole as we stepped into the bedroom, “We have to make the bed.” The bed clothes were folded on the end of the bed. We made short work of putting the sheets and blankets in order, then fell together on top of the covers.Nicole stood up on her knees and reached down and pulled her top over her head. Then she reached behind her back to unhook her bra.“Wait, don’t do that. I want you in your bra and panties.”“You do like women’s underwear don’t you?” “I confess to a lingerie fetish.”“Anything special?”“I like it all, bras, panties, pantyhose, girdles, türkçe bahis chemises, camisoles, all in ones, garter belts. I’m an equal opportunity fetishist.”“That sounds interesting; maybe we should do some shopping.”“I think I’d like that.” I buried my face in her left bra covered breast, and then kissed her bulging cleavage. Then I reached down to unbuckle her belt. I unzipped her pants and slid my hand down to her crotch. I rubbed her vaginal area gently, she moaned softly. I moved my hands so I could pull her pants down, she obliged by rolling onto her back. I pulled her pants off and she rose up on her elbows.“Are you getting undressed?”“Yeah, leave your bra and panties on.” I took off my shirt and reached for her. We embraced. I could feel her bra encased breasts press against me. I reached up and closed my hand over the right cup. I squeezed gently. I kissed her deeply on the mouth. She rolled me over so she was atop me. She pushed up to allow her access to my belt and zipper. She unbuckled my belt and opened the crotch of my pants. I rose up she could pull off my pants. “You want a blow job.”“Sounds good. Let me get my brandy.” I reached for the glass on the night stand and pushed myself up on the pillows. Harry was already erect, brave soldier that he is. Nicole took him in her mouth and began to suck and stroke. She played with the tip of Harry’s head with her tongue. She looked up at me and took Harry out of her mouth. She continued stroking him. I took a sip of my brandy. “Oh God that feels good.” “Are you saying I’m a good cock sucker.?”“Without a doubt you are in the top five.”“I won’t rest until I’m number one.” “Practice, practice, practice.”Harry was back in her mouth. Her hand was now on my scrotum, she gently massaged my balls as took Harry deeper into her mouth. Her finger touched my rectum. “Give me a pillow.”I reached over and handed her one. She took it and said, “Lift up your ass.” Then she slid the pillow under my lower back. Harry resumed inspecting the back of her mouth. Occasionally she would rise up to take a breath. Her hand went back to my scrotum and then was in my anus again. “Holy shit, k** I’m going to come if you don’t stop that.”Her finger bade a brief good-bye to my ass. She rose up and increased her stroke. “Do you like my bra and panties?”“Yes.””Do you like to look at me while I jerk you off?’“Yeah,” her hand was griping Harry tightly, almost to a strangulation pressure. “Oh God, that feels good.”“I want you to fuck me now.” She kissed her way up my torso until she reached my mouth. Again her bra was pressed to my chest. I reached down and slid my hand between her legs. She straddled me again to allow me better access. I was kissing her partially exposed breast and rubbing her vaginal through her panties. I pushed one of her leg openings aside to allow me more complete access. I inserted my finger and began massaging her clitoris and then deeply into her. I pulled a bra cup down exposing her nipple, which promptly went into my mouth. I continued to finger fuck her and suck her breast. She was moaning softly. Her arms were wrapped around me holding my face against her breast. I noticed that she was starting to move her hips to be compatible with my finger’s motion. “Oh! Oh! It’s starting to burn, oh! Oh! God. Yes. Her body stiffened in a spasm of ecstasy. “Ohhh. That was good.”I reached down and inserted Harry into her vagina through the leg opening. She backed up and was aside me. She began to roll her hips. She smiled as she saw me looking at her breast. Then she was off of me and rolled onto her stomach. “Fuck me doggy style.”I straddled her and pulled her panties down framing her ass. I slid Harry into her vagina. My thighs were on her glorious butt cheeks. I fucked her until I started to feel my orgasm approaching. I fell down onto her back reaching my hands around to her breasts. Then I exploded in a spasm of orgasmic bliss. I stayed that way for a few minutes. Then we rolled off of one another.“Thank you. That was wonderful”. In few minutes she was up and dressed. I walked her to the door and kissed her goodnight.I went back to bed and set the alarm for 5:30. I laid back and relit the joint. I sipped my brandy and wondered what the nest day would bring. And where the hell was my surprise.

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