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The Making of a Slut

1/4/2005

Twenty-six year-old Jennifer Bracken loved the 'new'
look of her bedroom. Her loving husband Mark had just replaced
the two tiny windows with three huge bay windows. Every
time she came into the room she stood looking at them. During
the day the second story windows gave a wonderful view of
their secluded wooded back yard
Even this evening as she stood in her towel she smiled. She
did think, however it was time to put up some drapes or something.
She tried to imagine a multitude of different ideas but
couldn't come up with anything. She had hoped to call
in an interior decorator but unfortunately Mark's
company went out of business and was forced to find another
job.
This new job sucked, less pay (for now), travel time, and
worst of all for the first three months he had 10:00 p.m.
to 6:00 am shift. When he got home around 7:00 am she was getting
ready to leave for her job. A few evening hours were certainly
not enough to meet their emotional or sexual needs. Mark
had been so out of sorts in his first month that even on his
days off there seemed to be little desire and any of that
was usually ruined by a money related fight. She knew however
that in two more months the nightshift would be over and
the money would be back.
Shaking off her daydream she removed her towel and wrapped
it around her hair. She noticed her reflection in the bay
window and looked at herself. Her nice 34-B tits have held
up well, her nipples still had that nice upward perkiness.
Her petite body shown a nice tan.
She knew however with her new bikini she would need to shave
more. She then walked over to her bed, picked up her tank
top pajamas and slipped it over her head. Her little cotton
sleep shorts came next. In the reflection she looked great,
except for the towel on her head. She spun around and head
to the bathroom to blow-dry. She had no clue she was being
watched.
Each night she performed the same ritual. As soon as Mark
left at 9:30 p.m. she would pop in a cup of tea in the microwave
and set it for 5 minutes for a good long boil. She'd flick
on the switch and then head up to shower and change. She'd
then come down, call her sister and chat for while drinking
her tea. Then she'd head up to watch TV in bed and fall
asleep.
Each night Tommy Willis performed the same ritual as well.
He'd climb what was left of a rotted tree ladder up into
a dilapidated old tree fort from many years past. It provided
the perfect height and cover to watch the lovely Ms Bracken
strip each night. He especially liked when she took off
her sports bra and bounced her tits briefly, as though she
was checking to see if they were still firm. He thought they
were perfect.
At 15, Tommy had been cutting the Bracken lawn for the first
few weeks of the summer as well as all last summer. Each week
he'd park is ratty old bike in the driveway and wheel
the old push mower out of the shed. It was decent money and
he enjoyed watching Jennifer tool around her garden in
her cutoffs and sports bra. She had a nice petite body, toned
and tanned, she couldn't have weighed more than 100
pounds. The bra wrapped tightly around her chest and he
would get an instant hard-on whenever he noticed her nipples
popping through. He wondered if she knew he was looking
at her tits.
The pinnacle of his observations came earlier this summer
when she came out wearing a tank top. She waved a friendly
hello to him as he pushed past. Her breasts jiggled just
slightly enough for him to notice. She then disappeared
for a while. He noticed her a short time later when he came
around the side of the house. She was bending over her flowers
to cut a few early roses.
At that moment the arm hole of her tank hung low and her perfect
little breast was hanging in plain sight for him to see.
Just then she cut her flower and stood back up and then headed
back into the house. Tommy couldn't wait to get home
to whack off to the sight etched in his head. At that moment
he became determined to see more of her... but how.
The answer was almost presented right to his face the next
week. Jennifer was not home to his disappointment but Mark
was busy carrying large windows out to the back yard along
with other carpentry material. He proudly explained to
Tommy how he was going to change the bedroom windows by himself.
He even brought him up to the bedroom to show how it would
look from the inside.
Tommy only noticed two things, the bed where he imagined
Jennifer got fucked in and the pair of panties that were
visible in the clothes basket. He wanted to steal them so
bad he could taste it, but didn't dare at the moment.
When Tommy was back outside mowing he noticed something
else, an old tree fort in one of the many ancient trees bordering
the edge of the yard. Perhaps if he came back after dark he
might be able to sneak up there with a pair of binoculars.
The very next week Tommy was informed that they weren't
going to need him the rest of the summer as he got most of the
story about Marks job and new hours. Tommy knew, however,
his visits to the house would not stop now. Definitely not.
Every few days he would visit the house after dark and sneak
around back.
Mark was advancing far too slowly on the new windows. Eventually
though he had them in. By this time Tommy had figured out
his schedule but was getting there too late as Jennifer
was already in her night outfit by the time he got there.
He was excited though as there were no blinds whatsoever
yet on the new windows. He decided to get there before Mark
left for work.
It was already darkening and it was easy to sneak into the
backyard through the heavy wooded area around their secluded
home. He watched Mark drive off at 9:30 p.m. and he scrambled
up the tree, his heart pounding 1000 times a minute. He crouched
on the unstable boards of the rickety structure.
He watched Jennifer in the lighted kitchen put a cup of something
in the microwave and then disappear. When the light turned
on in the bedroom Tommy instantly dropped his pant and began
to stroke himself. Jennifer came in the room and just stood
and stared at the window for a few minutes. Tommy whispered
to himself, "C'mon, c'mon get naked...
I want to see your breasts."
Suddenly she unbuttoned her shorts and they dropped to
the floor and she kicked them into the basket. The panties
followed. Tommy stopped stroking for a second just so the
binoculars would stop shaking. He could see her clearly
enough without them, but with them it was as though her bush
was three feet away. She then pulled the sports bra up over
her head and tossed it in the basket. Tommy immediately
started spewing cum onto the wall of the tree fort. "Yeah
you bitch, oh thank you, thank you for letting me see your
tits and pussy."
He waited patiently while she went into the bathroom to
bath or shower. He was hard again when she came back into
the room with her towel on. She pulled some nightclothes
out of her dresser and dropped them on the bed. She then removed
the towel and wrapped it around her hair. Tommy came again
as watched her get dressed. The rest of the evening proved
boring as she talked on the phone forever while drinking
her tea. She then went up to bed flicked off the light and
the TV on. He wasn't high enough to see her in the bed
but figured she would just be sleeping, besides it was much
darker in the room. Perhaps another night he would climb
higher.
The next two weeks he'd watch her do the same thing each
night. He had even brought his dad's video camera so
now he could jack off in bed while watching her. Unfortunately
repetitively brought boredom. He wanted something more.
He had climbed higher and could see her in bed but couldn't
tell if she was masturbating or not. He didn't think
so. He was even considering stopping his visits.
That's when he saw the news special on the date
drug. He couldn't believe that this drug could knock
the girl out and guys would fuck them without them even knowing.
He whacked off again. He now knew someday soon he would be
sucking on lovely Ms. Bracken's tits and filling her
pussy with his cum.
It was Monday after work and Jennifer was just finishing
cutting the lawn herself when she noticed something odd.
An old two by four was lying next to one of the old trees out
back. She walked out and picked it up. When she realized
it probably fell from that old tree house she was about to
toss it when she noticed that some of the bark on the tree
was gashed away under one of the nailed in ladder steps.
Fresh sap leaked out. She put a little pressure on the wood
and it slipped down into the fresh gash.
Curious she climbed up. When she reached the fort she noticed
a few freshly broken off branches and scratch marks. Then
she looked over at her house and was shocked that the fort
was directly across from her bedroom window. When she looked
down and noticed all the dried stains of the fort wall she
almost freaked. Someone had been watching her and masturbating.
She quickly got down the tree and went to wake her sleeping
husband.
When she saw him sleeping she decided to wait and give him
a few more hours to rest. She went down to the kitchen to think
about it. She looked up at the fort through the window and
wondered who went up there. It grossed her out. She thought
about the few neighbors they had nearby. None of them fit
the mold yet she wasn't sure. Unexpectedly she thought
of a stranger watching her while jerking off and it made
her wet. Suddenly she wanted to go wake up Mark and have him
screw her.
For the next few hours she walked around in a daze thinking
about it. What had he seen? She shivered when she thought
of how she would look at herself and pose in the reflection
of the windows. Had seen her masturbate in bed?
She found herself up the tree again looking at the window.
She knew it was too low to see the bed but she also noticed
how someone had climbed higher in the tree. But she had the
bedroom lights out and her hand was under the covers so he
couldn't have seen much. Again she looked at the many
spatters on the old boards. Just how many times had he cum?
It was a lot.
A few minutes later she crawled naked into bed and onto Mark.
He was aroused quickly and she almost came the moment his
cock entered her very wet pussy. She ground her hips against
him furiously. She almost cried out when he began to cum
in only a few seconds. Oh she wanted more. He apologized
as he got out of bed and headed for the shower. Her fingers
were in her pussy as the shower door closed. The image of
a faceless stranger stroking a cock came to her head. She
felt her orgasm coming fast. The stranger's cock began
to pulsate and cum began shooting all over the tree fort
walls. Jennifer's hips bucked and she moaned out load
as she came.
Later that evening as Mark prepared to leave for his shift
Jennifer sat on the couch with butterflies in her stomach.
She felt sick. How could she have not told Mark about the
fort? How could she stay in the house after he left? It was
getting dark already. Was he already out there waiting
to see her naked? Her pussy stirred.
As Mark turned right out of the driveway she watched him
go. She had to get out of the house. She grabbed her car keys
and decided for a ride downtown. She took a left out of the
driveway towards town. She felt more relaxed already.
After only about a hundred feet she noticed a bike leaning
on a tree on the left. She slowed down and looked closer.
She recognized it as Tommy's beat up bike. It took only
another second to realize who her voyeur was.
She thought about him, not particularly good looking in
fact he was quite a nerd, pale white skin that was always
sun burnt and about fifty pounds overweight. He probably
never even had a girlfriend. She remembered him always
looking at her yet she was always friendly and even flirted
with him sometimes cause she felt bad for him. And now he
had been jacking off while watching her.
After driving around a bit she figured she'd head back,
lock up and sleep in the guest room. Tomorrow she'd
leave a note in the fort for him to stop. That should embarrass
him enough to go away. Tommy was surprised to see Jennifer
drive off after Mark left. He didn't quite know what
to do.
He couldn't imagine that she'd notice his bike
though he cursed himself for not hiding it like he had done
before. He was too excited tonight as he was going to plan
how to get her drugged so he could fuck her. When she got home
a while later he watched as she poured herself a glass of
wine. His cock was already out in anticipation of her nightly
strip.
The wine tasted good and relaxed Jennifer greatly. She
poured herself a second glass and sat in the TV room with
the shades pulled. So what if he had seen her naked. She smiled
at the thought of making a boys wildest dreams come true.
Maybe, just maybe, she'd give him one last look, what
the fuck. She finished her second glass of wine and headed
upstairs.
She stood outside her door shaking, not quite knowing what
to do. She flicked on the light and stepped in. He almost
jumped when he saw the bedroom light flick on. He knew something
was different with her as she moved strangely, nervously.
He knew she had some wine so he figured maybe she was getting
a buzz. Anything new would be good.
She unbuttoned her shirt. "Mmmm, let me see those
tits that I'll be sucking on soon enough." He
saw her tits but for a second before she stepped into the
bathroom and was gone. "What? A two second tit shot
and no pussy?" He smiled. "No matter, I'll
be getting a real good close up of your pussy pretty soon,
babe."
Her heart was pounding as she stepping in the shower. She
had just purposely exposed herself to Tommy. She closed
her eyes as the hot water pounded on her body. Her fingers
slid into her pussy as she imagined him stroking his fat
little cock. She wished she could watch. A buzz took over
her body as she came. She wanted to show him more though.
She got out of the shower and patted herself dry.
"Oh yes!" Tommy muttered to himself as he watched
Jennifer walk into the bedroom totally naked. "That's
more like it." She walked over to the drawer and instead
of pulling out a nightie she grabbed a bottle of oil off the
dresser. He watched her pour some in her hand on start rubbing
it onto her arms and then her belly. He began to stroke himself
harder at the new vision.
When she began to massage her breasts he almost shot his
load, but forced himself to stop. He sensed something better
was coming. "Oh why didn't I bring the camera
tonight?" Her body quivered as she rubbed the oil
on herself. Her eyes closed, she pictured Tommy watching
her. She knew the teen had probably seen her many times already
but not like this. The fire inside her demanded she do more.
Her hands went to her pussy. She was soaked.
Tommy couldn't believe what he was seeing. Holy crap,
she was sliding her fingers into her pussy! He watched her
slowly masturbate herself and then sit on the edge of the
bed. He quickly climbed to the higher branch just above
where he could clearly see the entire bed.
She sat still on the edge of the bed allowing Tommy the time
she knew it would take to get higher. She only hoped he could
still see her. Jennifer then lied back on the bed and rubbed
her breasts some more, then back to her pussy.
Tommy stroked his cock hard and fast. This was a sight to
remember forever. In her mind Tommy was straddling her
chest and jerking off inches from her face. She finger-fucked
herself furiously as she imagined the spattering of his
cum all over her face. She began to orgasm harder than she
had ever before.
Tommy shot his load downward onto the floor of the fort.
"Thank you... wow... oh you are a little cum slut,
aren't you Ms. Bracken?" He knew where his next
load of cum was going to end up. He watched her bedroom go
dark. He climbed down the tree and headed back through the
woods to his bike.
After shutting off the light Jennifer ran downstairs in
the dark to the kitchen window. She strained her eyes to
see anything. Then she saw a glimpse of him as he hopped from
the last ladder board and disappeared into the woods. She
wanted to run out to the tree and see if she could see the fresh
globs of his cum still there.
She climbed back into bed and thought of what she might do
tomorrow. Perhaps she would shave her pussy in his view.
Yeah, he would definitely like that. Tommy climbed into
his bike and headed towards the seedy part of town. There
was still time before he was going to meet his connection
to buy some of that magical sleeping drug. He might be young
but drugs were quite easy to come by.
'Tomorrow night, " she thought, "I'll
give him another good show..." 'Tomorrow night, "
he thought, "I'm going to bury my cock in that
sleeping beauty..."
At 6:30 am the alarm woke Jennifer Bracken from an incredibly
refreshing sleep. The sunlight spread across her bed and
warmed her body. As she lay there she recalled the events
of the previous night.
She still had a hard time believing that she had purposely
stripped, oiled her body and masturbated in plain sight
of the boy who cut her grass. Fifteen year old Tommy had seen
her as no other man had. Not even her husband Mark had seen
her make herself cum like that.
At 12:30 p.m. Tommy Willis's mother yelled at him to
get out of bed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He too, thought
of last night. Images of lovely Ms Bracken's oiled
naked body laying on the bed, hips bucking in the throws
of an intense sexual orgasm. An erection rose quickly.
He fought the urge to jack off. He wanted to be fully charged
for tonight.
Opening the night stand drawer he pulled out a bag with small
vial inside. It was a vile of firsts. The first chance to
touch and kiss a bare breast, slide a tongue between pussy
lips and taste, and the feel of them wrapped tightly around
his cock. For the first time his load would end up where it
was supposed to be.
He shook the sleepiness out of his head, got dressed without
showering and headed out to Burger King to cook fries for
the next 6 hours. It would take forever to become nightfall.
Jennifer sat behind her computer monitor barely able to
concentrate the entire day. One minute she felt stupid
and perverse for her actions and the next minute she wanted
to slide her fingers inside her panties. She couldn't
figure out what turned her on about being watched. Its not
like she wanted to become a stripper or anything.
Later that day she found her answer. From her cubicle she
had been observing the office when one of the new young interns
came into the office with some papers and stepped into her
manager Lou's office. Missy, A pretty girl, she beamed
proudly as she placed the papers on his desk and proceeded
to point out some things on the papers. Lou, a forty-something
year old black man looked at the numbers and then something
else.
Although her vantage point was twenty feet away, Jennifer
watched as the Lou's gaze turned from the papers to
Missy's chest. Dressed conservatively her blouse
still gapped as she leaned and Lou was taking a good long
gaze down her shirt at her hanging breasts. Moments after
Missy left his office, he closed his door for five minutes.
It was then when she realized what a thrill it was for guys
to see what they weren't supposed to see, and it was
thrilling her to let them see. Well Tommy anyway.
It was 9:30 p.m. and Mark had just left, as usual. Jennifer
had already confirmed Tommy's presence via a pair
of binoculars from the darkened guest room. She could easily
see his movements in the cramped tree fort. She was already
wet. She had also opened the second French door in the bathroom,
giving a better view for Tommy. For some reason she even
cleaned up the room and vacuumed. It was all her nervous
energy.
Barely able to contain himself Tommy tried to remain calm.
From his perch he watched Mark leave and knew the show was
coming. As soon as her tea was done in the microwave he would
slip in his potion while she was still in the shower. He was
glad to see that Jennifer didn't leave the house tonight
and things seemed normal again.
As always, his heart jumped when the bedroom light came
on. He was pleasantly surprised to see both bathroom doors
open. He watched as Jennifer pulled out a bag from next to
the bed. God, she was gorgeous, perfect tan lines, beautiful
smile, sexy walk. She dumped some clothes onto the bed and
picked up a tiny top. Tommy smiled, "Bikini's,
sweet!"
For the next 15 minutes he watched without blinking as the
lovely Ms. Bracken stripped off her clothes and tried on
at least five different bathing suits. "You're
killing me here Ms. B" he murmured as he fought off
the incredible urge to jerk off. The last bikini was the
smallest by far and Jennifer seemed to be concerned about
some hair showing. She stripped off the suit and disappeared
into the bathroom.
Jennifer leaned back against the bathroom wall out of view
of the window. Her fingers went right to her clitoris. She
knew Tommy had to have cum already, his load splattering
against the tree fort walls. Her knees trembled as she quickly
fingered herself to a fast orgasm. Quickly regaining her
composure she opened the shower door and grabbed her razor
and shave gel. Then back in view of the window, she sat on
the edge of the tub, spread her legs slightly and began applying
the gel to the edges of her pubic hair.
Once again Tommy found himself blown away by Jennifer.
He zoomed in as best he could, watching every small careful
stroke of the razor. When Jennifer put one foot up on the
tub edge for better access he could swear he could see her
pussy lips part slightly. When she was done she had left
only a narrow strip of hair above her slit. "I hope
you don't mind if the pussy examiner takes a closer
look at that later? I didn't think so." He laughed
to himself.
Jennifer stood up and admired her work. She fought the urge
to look at the window as she knew eyes were trained on her.
She wondered if he had cum a second time. Wrapping a towel
around her she went downstairs and popped her teacup in
the microwave and headed back up to shower. Under the steaming
beads of water Jennifer made herself cum again. She had
done her job well, she knew she had satisfied her voyeur.
Or so she thought. She hardly gave it a second thought that
the microwave clock showed 10:05 rather than 'DONE'
as it usually read when finished. By the time she thought
about again in a minute she couldn't be sure what it
had read. She shrugged her shoulders and picked up the phone
and dialed her sister. As she spoke she cleaned up the kitchen
and closed and locked the sliding door. The warm breeze
had felt nice blowing through the house.
Tommy watched and waited. When she locked the sliding door
that he had used to get in the kitchen he smirked. "Don't
forget about the back garage door. I think somehow it unlocked
itself."
As Jennifer chatted with her sister her mood about her actions
changed and she again felt like such a slut and swore to herself
that this couldn't possibly go on. She soon finished
her call and her tea and sat on her couch clutching her robe
closed tightly and wished Mark was home. She also began
to feel funny. She headed upstairs and sat down on her bed.
Maybe she'd just close her eyes for a few minutes until
the dizziness passed.
Tommy watched her as she lay back on the bed. When thirty
excruciating minutes passed without the slightest movement
he slowly climbed down the tree. His knees were shaking,
his cock was hard.
When the alarm went off at 6:30 am Jennifer woke with a start.
She had a slight headache but more than that she had a weird
feeling about her. Her body tingled and she rubbed herself
all over. When her hand reached her pussy she realized it
felt like it was, crusty. She pulled off her panties and
sat up. The little hair that she had left on her mound was
matted down.
It was as though Mark was home and had fucked her. She put
on her robe and called for Mark. There was no answer. She
took a long hot shower to wake herself up. Maybe she had masturbated
before going to sleep. She couldn't remember. When
she finished drying off she went back to the bedroom to get
dressed for work. As she stepped into the bedroom she looked
down and froze in her tracks.
Indented in the freshly vacuumed carpet was a large sneaker
footprint. She only noticed them because the low angle
of the sun through the window gave even the tinniest ridges
a shadow. That's when she realized that Tommy Willis
had been in the room. Somehow he had snuck into the house,
drugged her, stripped her, took out his fat cock and fucked
her.
Tommy sat in front of his computer and began to download
images to his screen. Images of pretty, perfectly tanned,
innocent Jennifer Bracken filled the screen. At first
dressed, then an agonizingly slow sequence of clothing
removal. Eventually full screen images of Jennifer totally
naked appeared. Close ups of her face, her breasts, her
ass and finally her neatly trimmed pussy.
He took at least two dozen shots of her neatly trimmed pussy,
spreading her legs wide for some, his finger inserted for
another. Tommy couldn't help but whack off. Jennifer
didn't mention a thing to Mark as they spent their brief
15 minute "Hi I'm home", "Hi I got
to leave" session in the morning. She knew she would
get no work done today.
As Tommy watched the images scroll by on his screen he replayed
last nights scenario in his head. He remembered how beautiful
Jennifer looked, how peaceful, how innocent. All aggressiveness
was gone. After he had removed all her clothes and photographed
every inch of her body he stripped and lay next to her. He
felt big and fat seeing his bloated white body next to her
trim fit figure. He knew he would never have a girl like this
so he was going to enjoy it now.
Jennifer had never budged when he had massaged her breasts
and then sucked on her perky nipples. He spent forever kissing
every square inch of flesh. He spread her legs and clumsily
licked, sucked and nibbled on her pussy, noting how her
breasts jiggled slightly with any movement.
Tucked away in her cubicle Jennifer sat in disbelief of
what must have happened. This had gotten way out of hand
and it was scary. She pictured Tommy's large body on
top of her pumping away until he released his load inside
of her. Jennifer sat ashamed at the fact that she was now
wet with excitement and getting more turned on as she thought
about it. The image returned again and again.
Tommy's hard-on wilted slightly when he thought of
how long it took him to get his cock inside her and when he
had worked it in he had started to cum before he even got a
chance to fuck her. His smile returned as well as the stiffness
to his cock when he thought how easily it slipped inside
her twenty minutes later. How incredible it was to fuck
someone. As he thought of his two loads inside her he was
about to cum once more.
"What the fuck are you doing? you little shit!"
It was Tommy's 17-year-old brother Jake home unexpectedly.
Being quite muscular he easily tossed Tommy out of his seat.
"What have we got here?" He began flipping through
the images on the screen.
Jennifer's rational seemed all but lost. How could
she not be freaked out by what happened? Why was she turned
on? She put herself in Tommy's shoes. If seeing her
naked would cause such a thrill how incredibly exhilarating
it must have been for him to have fucked her. Even as she sat
there some of his cum was still inside her. It felt so good
to feel so dirty and such a slut. She only wished she could
have watched it. At the same moment her phone rang.
Five minutes later she hung up the phone. Mark had just informed
her that his dad would be coming the next day for a short visit.
He would of course be bringing Bentley, his intimidating
but brainless dog. She sighed as she knew that would be the
end of Tommy's nightly viewing as Bentley liked to
sleep outside. That was okay she thought, she had taken
this far too deep and this would be a quick and easy end to
it.
Her thoughts turned to Tommy. Again she wished she could
have watched it. Then a terribly wicked idea formed in her
pretty little head. She still had one more night. But would
Tommy be coming back again? It was 9:30 p.m. and Mark kissed
her good-bye. She reassured him that his dad's visit
was fine, he was a nice old man and she'd feel safer with
old Bentley around. Mark smiled and left.
Jennifer slowly climbed the stairs and turned on the bedroom
light. Stepping out of the sight of the window she walked
to the closet. She had already placed the video camera on
the upper shelf. Reaching up she pressed the record button.
The image of her bed flashed on the view screen. She adjusted
the picture and zoomed in slightly. Carefully then she
placed some clothes around it, virtually hiding it from
sight.
Her mind was running like a freight train. She still had
many chances to change her mind. She popped her cup of tea
in the microwave and looked at the screen door. She left
it unlocked. Maybe he wasn't even here tonight. As
she stepped in the shower she knew he was. Was she really
going to allow this to happen? She had never been into sex
that much and was always looked upon as the good girl, but
she had to see his look, his reaction, his pure enjoyment
that he got from using her body. She loved that phrase, using
her body.
As Jennifer approached the microwave she knew he'd
been there. The microwave read 9:58 instead of 'DONE'.
She didn't call her sister, just took out the cup, sat
down at the table and looked at it. Five minutes later, it
was empty.
At first she thought that maybe there wasn't anything
in it, but when she stood up a wave of dizziness fell over
her. At that moment she panicked. She had to make it upstairs,
if she passed out down here he might just fuck her on the couch.
The dizziness passed for a moment and she quickly made it
upstairs.
She wanted to look sexy as hell without looking like some
slut. The best way would be to lay a pair of old pajamas on
the bed as though she was going to wear those but never had
a chance to put them on. She knew Tommy would get a kick out
of the tiny thong panties and cropped tee-shirt she wore
under her robe.
She laid down on the bed and smiled knowing that she couldn't
turn back now if she tried. She fell asleep thinking about
what she might see on the tape. The young fifteen year old
boy taking advantage of the drugged, sleeping woman before
him. It would be nothing that she had ever expected.
She almost screamed when she felt a hand on her. It was Mark.
She looked at the clock. It was 7:30 am, she had slept right
through the alarm. He laughed and said he could tell she
was tired as she had never even gotten her pajama's
on. "I think you've been drooling too."
He then said something about being starving and was going
to eat something while she showered. She watched as he stepped
out of the room.
The first thing she noticed was the pain. Her breasts hurt,
her thighs hurt, her pussy hurt and oh my god her ass burned
as if it was on fire. What had Tommy done to her? She staggered
out of bed and stumbled to the closet. She popped out the
tape and hid in the pocket of an old winter coat. She then
shut the bathroom door and looked at herself in the mirror.
A thick crusty white streak ran from the corner of her mouth
down her neck.
She removed her robe and massaged her aching breasts. Both
her nipples were red and sore. As she looked downward she
almost cried out when she saw the large bruises on the inside
of her thighs. Again her bush was matted and thick crusty
white streaks ran down her leg. She quickly got the shower
going and cleaned herself.
By lunchtime she felt better although it was a little uncomfortable
sitting in her chair. As the day wore on she became more and
more curious of what was on the tape. At some point Mark called
and said he was heading out to the train station to pick up
Dad. Jennifer quickly replied that she was getting out
early and would meet them both at home later.
At 3:00 p.m. Jennifer shut off the car and flew up the stairs
to the bedroom. Mark would be at least an hour so yet before
he got home. She pulled out the tape and popped it in the VCR.
She pulled off her pants, blouse and bra and laid back on
the bed. Zipping past the beginning she got to the part where
she fell asleep. Her fingers were already in her steamy
wet pussy as she prepared to watch herself getting .
What the hell had happened to her?
After 5 minutes of watching herself sleeping she began
to zip in short bursts until she saw something enter the
frame. It was Tommy all right. He sat on the bed next to her
and gently opened her robe. He leaned over and softly and
passionately kissed her belly. He then lifted her tiny
crop top up exposing her breasts. He then leaned over and
began licking and sucking on them, his left hand cupping
her still covered pussy.
Jennifer watched transfixed as the surreal scene unfolded
on the TV. She had to pull her hand away from herself as not
to cum just yet. Tommy then slowly and carefully pulled
down her panties and then licking his fingers he spread
her pussy lips and rubbed her clitoris with his short fat
thumb while inserting his fingers into her pussy for quite
some time. He then stood up and took off his pants.
His stocky legs were sun burnt below the knee and white as
milk above. She could see his short fat cock standing at
attention. He then kneeled on the bed between her spread
legs and shortly thereafter he was laying on top of her,
fucking her. Her body seemed to disappear beneath him,
only her tanned legs and arms were visible under the disgusting,
rocking mound of flesh.
Jennifer's fingers were deep inside her soaking wet
pussy again in anticipation of his orgasm. It was so hard
to believe that that body was on top of her just last night.
She heard him moaning and watched as came inside her. Jennifer
came too, moaning loudly herself. Then something odd occurred.
Tommy climbed off of her, grabbed a towel from the bathroom,
wiped her pussy clean, put her panties back on, pulled down
her tee-shirt and closed her robe. He then got up and a second
later shut off the light.
Her pussy still tingled and she continued to rub it slowly
as she tried to make sense of the scene. It was such as slow
gentle fuck he couldn't have been the one to have left
those marks, not to mention the pain. Something else must
have happened. She zipped through forty five minutes of
blackness when suddenly the light flicked back on again.
Jennifer almost dropped the controller.
Tommy had walked in the room, but was followed by someone
else. Someone larger, well tanned and muscular. Then she
heard his voice. "Fucking unbelievable!"
The larger boy she barely recognized as Tommy's older
brother Jake who had accompanied him the first day last
year. She watched Jake walk over to the bed next to her.
"You sure the bitch isn't going to wake up?"
Tommy replied softly. "No, not a chance." Jake
undid her robe and flipped it open revealing Jennifer's
scantily clad body. "Holy Shit! She's fucking
smoking, dude! Sweet!" He then turned and grabbed
Tommy's shirt collar. "You sure you didn't
fuck her tonight?"
Tommy replied meekly, "No-no, no I didn't."
"Good, now get the fuck out of here!" He shoved
Tommy out the door. "And make sure there's a cold
beer for me later!" What followed on the tape, Jennifer
could hardly believe. Jake began exploring her body, stripping
her naked. He grabbed her tits and began pinching her nipples.
"Nice nips, but they could be bigger for sure."
Jennifer winced as she watched him pinch and pull at her
nipples. After exploring her body for a few minutes Jake
pulled off his shorts revealing a rather large cock.
For a moment Jennifer marveled at his naked body. Then she
watched as he pulled her head to the side of the bed and put
his cock to her lips. "How about a little taste of my
cock, babe?" He laughed. He positioned her body on
her back and placed a pillow behind her head. Jennifer then
watched in horror fascination as he mounted her chest,
opened her mouth and began to face fuck her.
A few minutes later he climbed off her upset. "God
damn it bitch I hope you suck better when you're awake."
He then spit on his fingers and started finger fucking her
pussy hard. "But I'll bet you're still a
good fuck, bitch!" He then put her ankles on his shoulders
and his cock at her hole. Again Jennifer watched her body
disappear, her tiny feet pointing to the ceiling as her
legs were savagely pressed against her breasts.
The next twenty minutes he pounded relentlessly into her
until finally with a loud grunt he pulled out of her well
fucked pussy and crawled up to her face. Kneeling above
her face he stroked his rock hard cock with his right hand
and held her mouth open with the left. He then began spraying
cum into her mouth and on her face. "Mmmm, tastes good
huh, babe?" He wiped his cock clean on her lips then
left her spread eagle on the bed as he left the room.
Jennifer had already cum twice more as she watched the brutal
pounding she got. Never had she been fucked so hard, how
good that must have felt. She had a feeling it wasn't
over yet. She was right. She zipped forward about twenty
minutes until Jake reappeared.
After tugging on her nipples again he rolled her over onto
her belly and pulled her back on her knees so her ass stuck
up into the air. Jennifer refused to believe what she thought
he was going to do next. Using some her own lotion he got from
the dresser he began to work his index finger inside her
ass hole until it completely disappeared into her.
Jake pulled his finger out of her and then put some lotion
on his hard cock and got behind her. He spread her ass cheeks
and savagely worked her cock into her ass. Jennifer had
of course never been butt fucked, never even let Mark go
near there, it was just not right she had always thought.
Now she watched aghast as Jake had a grip on her hips and was
plunging his hard cock into her tiny ass hole. Fortunately
he came quickly after only pounding away at her for about
five minutes. He left her limp body alone on the bed like
a rag doll. A few minutes later young Tommy came in, cleaned
her up, dressed her and put her in bed. She heard him whisper,
"I'm really sorry about that." He then
gently kissed her cheek and left.
Jennifer had no time to think about things as Mark was due
home soon. She was glad now for the company as she became
frightened of what might happen next. She didn't want
to get drugged again and thought Jake might come back with
friends and her whether she was asleep or not. She liked
how she made Tommy's fantasy come true and even though
it got her off watching Jake fuck the shit out of her, it didn't
turn her on in the same way. Jake was violent, Tommy was innocent.
That night, since Mark was home Jennifer gave him a surprise.
As usual he was dead tired but she was fucking hot so she went
down on him and sucked his cock greedily as never before.
She had never let him cum in her mouth before so he was shocked
when he moaned he impending orgasm and tried to pull out.
Jennifer just sucked harder and let the hot streams of cum
fill her mouth. She wondered what Mark would think if he
knew that only 24 hours before her mouth was filled with
someone else's cum.
The next few days were nice. Bentley spent most of the time
outside and would bark at anything. She knew Tommy had been
scared off the first night when Bentley went nuts barking
on the end of his rope. Maybe some other time Tommy she thought
to herself, maybe not. Tommy didn't seem so innocent
anymore.
Mark's dad Henry was nice too, shy, friendly, soft
spoken. Always had something nice to say about Jennifer.
At 67 he had been a widower for a ten years and Jennifer can
only remember once meeting a wrinkled old woman friend
of his. She felt sorry for him. Did men his age want women
their own age or did they still crave beautiful young women?
Jennifer recalled the events in her office with Missy and
her manager. She began to wonder if given the opportunity
would Henry take a quick peek down her shirt. She knew she
had the power to give the old man a chance to see a fresh young
body, nude. She knew just how wrong that was but oh how the
tempting thought overpowered her the next few days. She
knew she would give in.
Henry, or Pop as he liked everyone to call him, sat down at
the breakfast table to enjoy one of life's few pleasures
left, a fresh cup of Joe and the morning paper. A few seconds
later a young yawning Jennifer Bracken padded into the
kitchen. Pop always liked her. Bright, pretty, and energetic.
She often reminded him of his late wife when they were first
married.
Even dressed in a pair of old flannel pajamas and half-closed
eyes she radiated youthful beauty. He quickly smiled as
she shot him a quick 'Morning Pop!' and headed
directly to the coffee maker. She poured herself a cup and
they chatted for a few minutes about the weather and other
mundane issues. When she asked him if he needed a refill
he nodded.
Then something happened that turned his life upside down.
When she leaned over to pour his coffee the neckline of her
pajamas hung very low. Now, only inches away from his eye
hung Jennifer's beautiful creamy white breasts.
Not just cleavage, but everything including her puffy
pink nipples. For the five or so seconds the vision lasted
he couldn't pull his eyes away.
When she stood up he knew she must have caught him staring
and his face started turning bright red. Jennifer acted
like she hadn't noticed anything. She just rubbed
her eyes, put back the pot and headed out of the kitchen saying
how she had to shower and dress for work.
For the first time in many months, Pop's cock started
to get hard. At 67, Pop had long lost his sex drive. He hadn't
had sex since his wife past away 10 years earlier. In his
only opportunity since then he had failed, losing his erection
the moment he saw his 65 year-old girlfriend's wrinkled
old body. But now suddenly his cock felt hard as a rock.
Jennifer closed her bedroom door and started the shower.
She stripped off her pajama's and lay naked on the bed.
She was so soaking wet she just had to rub her clitoris for
just a few minutes. For eight years she had been the devoted
girlfriend and then wife to Mark, sharing her thoughts
and body only with him.
Now, in the span of a week she had allowed a teenager to watch
her, drug and her while his older brother showered
her face with cum and fucked her in the ass. And just minutes
ago she let her elderly father-in-law get a close up look
at her breasts. Did he like what he saw? Would he want to see
more? Would he have dirty thoughts about her? She came hard,
suppressing her moans as best she could.
Fifteen minutes after Jennifer drove off to work Pop was
already stroking himself. The image of Jennifer's
hanging breasts were entrenched in his mind. She never
even realized the free show she had given him. For the first
time since Mark brought home the budding fifteen year-old
Jennifer he tried to picture her completely naked. Shortly
a thin stream of almost translucent white cum began to flow
slowly out of his rejuvenated cock.
At work, Jennifer again fought against her fantasy. Again
she would lose. Other than work, her only distraction was
to watch her manager Lou trying to grab peeks at any nearby
female. She discovered one of his favorite tricks. He would
often go to the desk of a female employee and stand behind
her while pointing out work on the desk.
His eye always, without fail, would be focused on looking
down her shirt. Lou spoke with her often but she couldn't
remember if he had ever tried it with her. She knew he would
be around again soon. When she thought of how unexpectedly
successful he would be she smiled and squeezed her legs
a little tighter together.
Later that day she received a call from Mark. It looked like
he would finally be moving back to days again. He would,
however, have to go out of town until next Monday for final
training. He apologized for leaving her stuck with his
dad. He also asked if she could drop him at the train station
on Friday as he had to meet with his estate lawyers and just
maybe pick him up again Saturday. Noting his apologetic
tone she eased his mind with an agreeable response.
After hanging up her thoughts returned to Pop. She almost
laughed out loud when she thought of his beat red face. Mark
was already gone when Jennifer got home, but Pop greeted
her with a smile and dinner already made. Jennifer smiled
back and replied that she had a tough day and wanted to take
a long steaming hot shower and get changed.
She had already planned to leave the door open a crack. Even
with only one inch open you could still get a nice view of
the shower. She had also set the video camera under some
clothes pointed at the door. She had to know if he was watching.
As she showered she imagined him watching her and had to
fight the urge to slide her fingers inside herself.
Since masturbating that morning Pop felt regret and shame.
He decided to make dinner for her and shake off the dirty
images that he had conjured up. His orgasm took a lot out
of him and he hadn't had a sexual thought all day since
then. That is until Jennifer had to mention a 'steaming
hot shower'. Then images returned once more to haunt
him.
A few minutes later he decided he 'needed' to get
something from his room. As he slowly made his way up the
steps he could hear the shower running. When he got to the
top he couldn't help but glance left towards Jennifer's
slightly open bedroom door. He stared at the crack for a
moment. He hoped the shower would turn off and erase what
he was thinking. It didn't. Pop found himself shuffling
slowly towards the door. When he reached the door he carefully
peered through the crack.
Pop could see the bathroom and then the shower. Young Jennifer
was inside lathering herself up. Although the shower door
was slightly opaque he could certainly make out all her
naked parts. His cock grew hard for the second time that
day. Pop stood transfixed watching his own daughter in
law naked in the shower. He wished the glass was clearer.
He wished he was in there with her. He wished that he could
make love to her.
Ten minutes later, behind a closed and locked door Jennifer
brought herself to another silent orgasm. There he was,
captured on video peeking through the door getting an eyeful
of her naked body. When she thought of the thrill he must
have gotten seeing her naked she came again. She couldn't
help but wonder if he would fuck her if he got the chance.
She began to wonder how she might give him that chance. She
dressed in a pair of short cutoffs and a tight tee shirt and
spent the rest of the evening playing the naive tease.
The next morning as Jennifer got downstairs Pop quickly
finished his coffee. She yawned and politely asked him
if he needed a refill. She poured herself one and came over
to refill Pop, giving him his free show at the same time.
She then went on to explain how bad she slept with Mark out
of the house.
Pop suggested some over the counter sleeping pills or something.
She shook her head no, then with a laugh added "I don't
know, maybe. It's just that they knock me out like a
light. I'll stop by the drug store on the way home."
She didn't have to put the video camera out when she
showered, she knew he was watching.
When Jennifer got to work she was disappointed that Lou
was not in today. She had found a shirt that would gap nicely.
"Lou missed a good show today" she sighed to
herself. The day wasn't a total loss as she managed
to give the UPS delivery guy a nice view when she leaned over
to sign for a package.
Jennifer's thoughts turned to Pop. She had his attention
all right. She thought about the tree fort and him looking
in the window but knew at his age he would never be able to
climb it. She looked at the package of sleeping pills she
bought on lunch break. If Pop wanted to get any better look
at her, it was going to be up close. Jennifer thought something
else.
From now on she was only going to pretend to be asleep. She
knew she could pull it off. She only wished she could have
been awake when Jake had fucked her. Her panties were soaking
wet once more. She wondered how someday she could get him
to fuck her without him knowing who she was, perhaps Halloween.
Jennifer decided to leave work early as it was a gorgeous
hot summer day outside. She also figured to throw on her
new tiny bikini and soak up some sun. Maybe she could get
Pop worked up enough to do a little night visiting.
Pop couldn't believe his eyes when Jennifer came out
onto the deck wearing a very revealing bikini. He tried
to act casual as she plopped in the lounge chair and began
to oil herself up. He chatted idly about various things
and pretended to be engrossed in his magazine.
Pop knew with his dark sunglasses that she wouldn't
be able to tell he was staring at her. When she mentioned
about getting a sleep aide his mind began turn. Would she
really be out like a light? He watched sweat begin to bead
on her body. It trickled down between her breasts. "Not
too big, " he thought, "not too small, just
perfect little peaches." He already knew she had
puffy little nipples. He loved that. He loved her petite
little hands too, they would feel so good wrapped around
his hard cock.
Jennifer knew he was watching her intensely. She wished
she knew what he was thinking. Closing her eyes she began
to think of what outfit she could wear for work tomorrow.
Big Lou might just see a side of 'Ms Ivory Snow'
he never saw before. Lou was a large black man who seemed
to be interested only in young white girls.
She wondered if Lou had ever managed to nail any of the seemingly
endless parade pretty young interns. She thought of his
large black body on top of a young innocent beauty. She thought
of Lou on top of her his big black cock pounding away at her
defenseless pussy. Jennifer felt like such a slut and she
loved it.
Evening rolled around and when Jennifer took her shower
she closed the door so Pop couldn't watch. "All
part of the big tease" she thought. She put on a pair
of baggy but cute pajama shorts and a tank top and went downstairs.
Together Pop and Jennifer watched a few lame sitcoms before
Jennifer announced she was headed to bed.
She walked over to the kitchen counter and got her purse.
Pulling out some things she announced, "Okay, I got
my pills and my night mask. Now I'm ready for some serious
Z's." Pop laughed. She pretended to swallow
some pills with a drink. Her hand was shaking with nervousness.
Before heading up she snuck herself a glass of wine to take
off the edge.
Jennifer slipped into bed and tried to find the perfect
seductively innocent pose. She lay on her back her left
hand off the side of the bed, her tank top pulled up slightly
revealing her belly. She pulled up the sheet so it only covered
one leg, the other exposed with the shorts hiked up a bit.
She then pulled on her sleep mask and waited. Would the gentle
old man really come visit?
Perhaps he would just look through the door. She closed
her eyes and waited for the creaking of the top step. About
forty-five minutes later she heard it. She had almost fallen
asleep. Laying motionless she listened intently. She
knew he must be looking by now. The wine had given her a nice
warm buzz and was the only thing keeping her from jumping
up when he knocked on the door. He called her name a few times
in an innocent fashion.
Jennifer then heard the door creak ever so slightly is he
opened it. Her mind raced "Oh my god, here we go."
A rush of blood streaked through her body. "What the
hell am I doing?" Pop thought to himself as he entered
her bedroom. He already had a pertinent question lined
for Jennifer if she woke up. He walked up to the bed and called
her name again.
Pop waited for her to wake up and respond. She didn't.
He couldn't believe how gorgeous she looked on the
bed, her taunt and tanned belly exposed, one magnificent
leg uncovered. His son was so lucky to be able to climb on
that body whenever he wanted. He shook her shoulder gently.
Nothing. His cock had been hard since he decided to come
up twenty minutes ago.
Jennifer's head just lulled to one side as he shook
her shoulder a little harder. He called her name louder.
Five minutes of name calling and soft shaking provoked
no response. He shook her shoulder one last time but this
time he left his hand there.
Pretending to be out seemed to be quite easy. Jennifer only
hoped he wouldn't tickle her. He didn't. She wondered
why he left his hand on her shoulder. She didn't wonder
long as she felt it slowly slide down her chest until he was
gently cupping her breast. The old man was copping a feel
of his daughter in laws breasts. She now knew that he would
never forget this night.
When Pop felt her breast he almost came in his pants. He knew
how oh so wrong this was but it felt so god damn good. He felt
her nipple stiffen under the thin material. His hand slid
to her other breast and he fondled it until its nipple became
stiff as well. Then with two hands he carefully grabbed
the bottom edge of her shirt and slowly pulled it upwards.
Unconsciously his crotch pressed against her hand. Now,
bathed in the light from the hallway her bare breasts glistened.
Jennifer heard the unmistakable sound of pants unbuttoning
and falling to the ground. His warm hand then returned to
her bare breast and began kneading it softly. She couldn't
believe this was actually happening. Then, his hand gripped
her breast firm but gentle and she could feel a rocking motion
to his body. He let out a low moan and she knew he was stroking
himself. Suddenly, without realizing it, she moved her
right hand down to her crotch grabbing the bottom of her
shorts. She hadn't meant to do that but she had instinctively
wanted to rub herself.
Pop stopped stone cold. He stood frozen, his left hand still
clutching her breast his right clutching his cock. Was
she waking up? He stood still for a full two minutes until
he felt that it was just an unconscious movement. While
he stood he did notice how her hand had hiked up her shorts
even more. Slowly he let go of her breast, reached down her
body and delicately lifted the loose pant leg. When he saw
her neatly trimmed bush he let out a whispered "Oh
Wow! Beautiful. What a beautiful sight"
If he hadn't have jacked off early that morning he would
have blow his load right then and there. Jennifer felt Pop
expose her pussy and then start to stroke himself again.
She wanted to see so bad but was glad she had on the mask as
she surely would have peeked. She also knew that seeing
his wrinkled old body would turn her off so she relaxed and
waited for whatever came next.
Pop couldn't imagine what would happen if his son were
to walk in right now and see him leaning over his unconscious
wife. Just a few more minutes and he would shoot his load
on the floor and he would be out of there with a great memory.
Perhaps tomorrow when he went home he would bring back a
camera.
Slowly he lowered his left hand onto her bush, his right
hand returning to her tits. He inched in closer to the bed
so that his cock rested in her open hand. He closed his eyes
as he cupped her warm pussy, massaged her puffy nipples
and rubbed his cock on her petite little hand. Maybe he would
cum on her arm.
Jennifer moved again, spreading her legs slightly. Pop
could now feel her pussy lips part and he felt a wetness he
hadn't felt in years. He slipped his finger inside
her pussy. His finger felt so good inside her. She moaned
slightly and whispered "Oh Mark." At the same
time she let her fingers wrap around Pop's cock. It
was short and stiff. She knew where Mark had inherited his
4 and half inches from. Pop was even smaller. She didn't
care.
Pop was scared now. Jennifer was in a state of semi-consciousness
and she thought he was Mark. He almost decided to leave but
her hand had a grip on his hard cock. He didn't move except
that his finger kept moving slowly in and out of her pussy.
He watched as she began to breath a little heavier. He began
to hump her hand rocking his body back and forth.
Jennifer knew he was about to shoot his load on her arm. She
wanted to give him a greater thrill than that. If he was going
to get away with molesting his daughter in law he should
have the royal treatment. She licked her lips. Pop heard
"That feels so good Mark, " come from her lips
as her hand clasped over his. She pushed his fingers further
inside her.
Then he watched transfixed as she shifted her body towards
him and took his hard cock into her mouth. Never in all his
67 years had a woman suck him off. The warmth of her mouth
almost caused him to cum right then an there. Her warm and
wet mouth surrounded his cock and he immediately knew what
he had been missing.
Pop felt her tongue swirl around the head of his cock and
an intense orgasm began to well up within. Jennifer forced
his clumsy fingers onto her clitoris and began to cum. She
sucked hard on his small hard cock, her tongue masturbating
him with a steady rhythmic motion. She felt Pop spasm and
let out a loud grunt. A small amount of thin warm milky cum
flowed into her mouth.
Pop felt his knees buckle as he began to cum. It felt as though
she was sucking his life force right out of him. He was surprised
by his own loud grunt but Jennifer seemed oblivious to it.
One last shiver sent his last drop into her mouth. Slowly
he pulled his already deflating cock from her lips. Jennifer
had stopped moving, laying her head back down and releasing
her grip on his hand.
Pop stood and watched her for a few minutes as she seemed
to be in a deep relaxing sleep. He carefully pulled the sheet
up over her. Shortly after Pop closed the bedroom door Jennifer
slid her fingers deep inside her still quivering pussy.
She knew Pop would have his little cock in her pussy before
the weekend was out. She imagined him pounding her with
a monster cock, dumping loads of hot sticky cum within her
pussy. She could still taste his cum. An intense orgasm
ripped through her body. She wanted to scream.
In the morning Jennifer took her time getting dressed.
It was Friday dress-down day at work. She finally settled
on a white tennis shirt and some cute shorts. For the first
time she thought about going bra less. In the mirror she
decided the thick white material pretty well hid that fact.
That is, unless you were looking down from above.
Pop was way too nervous to face Jennifer in the morning.
He avoided the morning coffee and only spoke when it was
time to leave. He was incredibly relieved by Jennifer's
jovial mood. She was totally oblivious to what had happened
last night. As they drove to the train station he watched
her lips as she spoke. He tried not to picture how they looked
as they were wrapped around his hard cock last night. Although
the vision would never leave him, he would bring back a camera
as he knew he would have to have her again.
Jennifer settled into work and tried to get stuff done despite
all the thoughts roaming through her head. She could now
add 'sucking off a senior citizen' to her bad girl
list and wondered if soon she could add 'letting a black
man gawk at her breasts' to it. Lou would be in shortly
and hopefully she would have her answer.
Lou came in around 10:00 am. He loved dress down day as it
usually meant the young interns would wear tight tee shirts
or something similar to entice his imagination. He scanned
the room as he made his way to the office. He knew his smiling
greetings easily covered his lecherous thoughts. As he
entered his office he noticed Jennifer's legs out
of the corner of his eye. She was engrossed in some work so
didn't realize he was looking at her.
He sat at his desk and thought of Ms Jennifer 'Ivory
Snow' Bracken. He couldn't remember her ever
wearing shorts before. He would definitely have to get
a closer look. Although he liked them under twenty years
old he loved her innocent naive quality she had. She was
always proper and never gave peeps of what was underneath.
He peeked around the corner at her again, this time noting
the open buttons on her shirt. He searched his desk for a
reason to stop at her desk.
Jennifer had a feeling that Lou was watching her but was
still shocked that it was only five minutes after his arrival
that he was heading towards her desk. Perhaps it was just
a coincidence. She smiled and meekly greeted him. Lou returned
her greeting and set some papers on her desk.
As her gaze turned to the papers his turned to her tanned
legs. He admired them for a moment before pointing out some
questionable numbers from another employee on the pages.
He watched her nose crinkle as she thought about the problem.
He adjusted himself behind her slightly and leaning over
her shoulder suggested looking at the other papers.
As she scribbled some numbers Lou looked down. It was more
than he could have hoped for. Not only wasn't Jennifer
wearing a bra but he could see most of her creamy white breasts.
Leaning over a bit further he watched as her puffy pink nipples
came into view.
Jennifer finished her corrections and handed the papers
back to him. She apologized for her fellow employee and
asked Lou to not be too hard on them. She smiled sweetly and
Lou agreed. He thanked her for her keen eye and asked if he
could come back later with some other questionable work.
Five times during the day Lou returned to Jennifer's
desk and five times did he get more than an eyeful of her pert
little breasts. Jennifer couldn't wait to get home
to rub herself off. Something better came up.
Around 4:00 p.m. talk of going to El Coyote for marguerites
went around. When the girls came around to her desk Jennifer
thought it was a great idea after all she'd have all
night to think about Pop jamming his little hard cock inside
her. She had a great time at El Coyotes with most of the work
crowd arriving. She had a few drinks but knew her limits.
She also noticed that Lou had joined the party at some point
but was a few tables away.
After an hour or so to crowd petered out with most leaving
to go home to their families. Lou had ended up not only at
her table, but right next to her. He even made it a point to
praise her on her work that day making her blush. Lou kept
an eye on Jennifer as they continued to drink. His interest
peaked when someone asked if her hubby had gotten his new
job and she replied that he was still away on training until
Monday.
Lou thought of her naked, all alone in her bed. How he would
love to suck on her perky little breasts. He knew, however
that she was totally faithful to her hubby and never showed
the least bit of interest in any of the male coworkers, least
of all him. Still, he wished for one last look down her shirt.
Jennifer noted the attention Lou was giving her but played
it off in her own naive way. She wasn't sure where this
was leading but it was getting interesting. She already
knew how easy it would be to get Lou to fuck her but just bringing
him home and 'cheating' just wouldn't do.
She'd have to pull it off in her own 'special'
way. She started to act drunker than she really was.
One of the men ordered a round of tequila shots for everyone.
Jennifer managed to secretly spit that one back into her
own drink. She was already partly wasted and knew a shot
or two would take out her of control. She managed to fake
many a drink.
By 6:00 p.m. the party had whittled down to four people,
Lou, Jennifer and a married couple. They were all laughing,
especially at Jennifer's slurred words and drink
spilling. Lou ordered a last round of shots for the road.
He was amazed at how much the young wife could drink. When
Lou went to the bathroom the couple suggested that Jennifer
should call a cab but Jennifer, showing new signs of sobriety
talked them out of it.
Lou joined them again and they all headed out the door. The
couple's car was right out front and they said their
good-byes. As Jennifer and Lou headed around the corner
to the back lot Jennifer again became 'unstable'
on her feet. When they reached Jennifer's car she had
a laughing

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GREAT STORY!!!!!!!!! Can't wait to hear more. wear
does this Jennifer live? lol Mightlike to pay her a visit.
lol

1/5/2005

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Great story she reminds me of the slut I created now my wife
and she loves to suck and fuck my friends we have moved three
times in five years this means new friends and new dick..
she will always remember her first cock I brought home and
he still stops by and pounds that ass when he can but over
the years she has found some monster dicks to play with and
just loves the excitement of not knowing how big a cock our
next new friend has hanging between his legs..size dosen't
matter to her but she does love her pussy being streched
to the limit from the unknown monster cock!!

1/7/2005

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great story

11/1/2006

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Wow!!!!!!!



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