The Job Interview

It was after hours, I needed to pick up an item I’d left at my desk. My FWB tagged along. Jen is a natural redhead, short, pretty and filthy minded. Just the way I like them. I opted to tour her around the office, both floors. Until we ran into a vacant office. Then I had an idea.

I walked into the office with a sense of authority, flipped on the light, and ushered Jen into the room; thanking her for coming in.

She took a seat. I went behind the desk and started interviewing her.

She and I stayed in character. It was almost like a real job interview.

…until I asked her why she’s a good fit.

“Oh, I’d like to find out how well of a fit it would be, bent over this desk of yours, Mr. James,” she said, it was a challenge to maintain my composure. I took in a quick breath.

The rest of the interview went completely filthy. I started asking her all kinds of personal, disgusting, and very inappropriate questions.

Pillow Talk [Voy MF]

Int. – Our Apartment – Night

It was at 2 am. Moonlight shone from the window in the corner. I always raise the blinds because I love how the moonlight highlights her backside. She has the nicest ass. I admire it often, especially when we’re out in public. She isn’t quite sure why I am always behind her but… there is a reason and it isn’t to scope out other women, it’s to scope her form out. I like to watch the way she strides. Many men ogle her. Some are blatant, others are shy.. but many look none the less. Typically, they go straight for her chest… then her ass. Salespeople are the worst.

In the Parking Garage [MF]

Ext. – Walnut Creek, California – Evening

The weather started to cool, and autumn was finally here. As I drove down Main Street, I noticed how all the leaves had turned golden, and I knew it was only a matter of time before they started to pile onto the ground. I parked my car on level 5 right next to hers. I’m sure the security team that worked the structure was more than used to seeing the same two cars there. Perhaps we worked at the mall? Yet, we weren’t clocking in.

As I walked across the street, I held my jacket closer to my body as the wind whipped through the corridor. I made a mental note to make sure I wore a warmer sweater next time.

B&N was on the ground floor and a two-story location complete with a cafe on the top level. The girl I came to meet… was on the ground floor near the magazine racks. I came up behind her, with her deeply engrossed into the book she had in her hands, and pressed my lips to her neck while inching forward until I felt my full body connect with hers. She stiffened by then relaxed once she realized it was just me.

One Night Stand [MF]

Int – 14th Floor – Apartment in a Large City

The sun was just coming up. Last night was a blur. We made it back to the bed, thankfully. My first order of business is to find the bathroom. My head hurts. How much did I drink last night?

As I look around for the door to the room I need most; I can’t help but chuckle a bit at the sight of our clothes that are leading to the front door. A bra here, pants there, panties on the couch arm, sock next to the large planter. Mmmm, last night we could barely keep our hands off one another and all the way to the bed we were stripping our clothes and couldn’t get naked fast enough. She kissed me passionately, my neck, my face, everywhere.

I make it to the bathroom, and while I’m relieving myself, I’m recanting the events of yesterday as far as I can remember.

“What is her name again,” I whisper lightly to myself. “Nadia, Nadine, Nari…” I’m trying to recall what she told me, between drinks and all the dancing where she ground up on me. Last night, she wore this blue dress that was absolutely form-fitting and highlighted every curve and left very little to the imagination. That dress is on the floor in the hallway now.

An Average Afternoon [MF]

Int – Mid-Day – Apartment

“I wasn’t expecting you to be home,” as I began to put away my laptop.

“My meeting was canceled,” she said.

From the couch, the view of her body was distracting, almost mesmerizing.

“What are you looking at,” She asked.

“You.”

The sun shines from the noontime sun cascaded from the double doors located behind the couch against the floor illuminating half of her body, jeans, and a button up maroon blouse. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the way her ass filled out her jeans, especially when she bent down to drop her bag. She started to come over to where I was sitting… but I stopped her.

“Turn around,” I said, and she complied, always the submissive. She faced away from me while placing her palms firmly against the closed front door.

I didn’t waste a second as I stood up, went over to her, to slide my hands from the lower back down over her jean covered ass. I pressed myself against her, and without a doubt, I knew that she could easily feel the effect she had on me. Reaching around her waist I held her closer and tighter to my body.

Just Dinner [FM] [NSFW]

The candlelight and dim lighting add a romantic atmosphere to the restaurant. The wine flows easily, and I am sitting next to one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met. She’s an excellent conversationalist, and soon we’re talking about everything from politics, religion to eventually sex. Aside from minimal interruption from our waiter I am almost hypnotized by her intelligence and beauty though I am polite enough not to stare. Even after an hour of conversation, I know that I want to take her home, to my bed, where I can do anything I wanted… but, I have yet to figure out how to guide the situation in that direction.

It is a bad position for a guy to be in because a woman tends to make up her mind within a few minutes of meeting you and with the conversation to back up your physical qualities. It is never as simple as just showing up and that path isn’t already paved into the evening. It requires effort, a connection, charm, and perhaps a sense of humor.

Becoming Justified [Mf] [Cheat]

“What do you want to do?” I asked… but there was a long pause. I turned the ignition off and removed the key placing the set on the dashboard.

I looked over at her and with my index finger pointed her face towards me. She looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes.

The moon roof was open and the moon was glowing through the window showing her features. The air was cool and crisp. We or I rather selected a road less traveled just a mile or two from her house. I had ill intentions… I wanted to fuck her. I wasn’t going to be the typical male asshole and do it against her will, no… simply not. I wanted her to ask, beg, demoralize herself… and leave her inhibitions behind. I wasn’t going to talk her into it either.

Time passed.

I sat back against the seat and scoped the forest because we were on a hill… unfortunate with all the trees you couldn’t see the city from this position. I made a mental note that next time I’d need to select a place with a view.

At Dinner [MF]

The candlelight and dim lighting adds a romantic atmosphere to the restaurant. The wine flows easily, and I am sitting next to one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met. She’s an excellent conversationalist, and soon we’re talking about everything from politics, religion to eventually sex. Aside from minimal interruption from our waiter I am almost hypnotized by her intelligence and beauty though I am polite enough not to stare. Even after an hour of conversation, I know that I want to take her home, to my bed, where I can do anything I wanted… but, I have yet to figure out how to guide the situation in that direction. It is a bad position for a guy to be in because a woman tends to make up her mind within a few minutes of meeting you and with conversation to back up your physical qualities.

Soon after our conversation turns to sex and she asks me about my hottest sexual experience. While I’m telling this story, I notice that she looks warm but still relaxed. At first, I think maybe it is the wine or the room, but quickly I deduce that she was simply enjoying listening to my story.

Some where between Texas and California… [FM] [True]

Out in the middle of nowhere is more like it. I haven’t seen anything for miles except a few cars here and there. It’s pitch black and the only lights are coming from the Honda we’re driving. This is a long stretch of freeway and if you actually do the speed limit, it just seems like it would take you forever to get where you’re going. So 80 mph or so is quite natural I guess, maybe 75.

Mia and I are on our way to California. We just left Texas and we’re traveling to California to live… it’s 1996.

Mia is, 5’2, 125lbs, petite, very cute, brown eyes, brown hair… long, and … she’s driving for now… we swap off.

She also happens to be wearing a black mini skirt. I think she chose that on purpose still to this day, but if you asked her she would deny it. She was the only girlfriend that I’ve had that LOVED sex in public…. very public.

I’m suppose to be sleeping, because… we’re working a rotation for “who drives the car next.”

Divide and Conquer

There was never an exact number on the amount of men she was prone to love. When I say love, I don’t mean as in true love, but as a lover. Her name, Katrina. You never wanted to leave your man alone with her on the balcony at a loud party in the City. Katrina would start slowly and her seduction was extremely effective. It wouldn’t be long before she was on her knees sucking every inch of your man’s cock in between her succulent lips while wrapping her tongue around the very shaft of his manhood while he quickly glanced around to ensure no one was watching or had noticed. Meanwhile, you were off getting drinks or in line to use the restroom. While the curtain to the balcony was parted anyone could have brushed it aside to enter, but not before the seductress finished her work and felt the warm fluid of his orgasm slide down her throat.