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Looking for a shortish story I read years ago. Wife’s friends son comes to stay as his college is close. Husband notices the young guy staring at his wife and encourages wife to make a move on him. He sees the guy watching his wife by the pool. Ends up sleeping with wife and comes to an agreement if he does well in college he gets things in return. Help finding this please!
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#### London, 3 Months Ago…
“Asia is a white man’s buffet”. Jessica had told me just after I’d been asked to move out to Jakarta on a two-year assignment. I was working for an oil and gas company managing a small engineering project. The funny thing was Jessica was not your typical hairy arsed, rugby-playing mate from down the club. Jessica was clearly female. Moreover, Jessica was my boss and Jessica was Asian!
#### Friday…
This was around 3 months ago. I was knee-deep in project work and the 16-hour days were doing me in. I needed some relief. Unfortunately, I’d not had much time to socialize and had also made a mistake with my apartment. I’d gone for a place a little further out of the city than was ideal. This meant a long taxi ride anytime I wanted to venture into town. Jakarta traffic is one of the worst in the world and by the time Friday night came along I was just too tired.
I wake up I feel disoriented and unsure of where I am as in a fog. As the fog begins to clear I realize that I am blindfolded and my hands are tied off above my head. My legs are free and unbound. I then become aware that I am completely naked and laying on a bed.
I try to recall how I arrived in this predicament. I remember getting off work and walking to my car. I sat in my drivers seat and that’s when something was placed over my mouth and nose! I was kidnapped! Where am I? Who took me here? I start to panic and wriggle my hands trying to get free.
“that’s no use.”
The voice scares me still. A strangely familiar voice but completely unsure of where.
“who are you and what do plan on doing to me?”
He chuckled and I heard movement near me. I felt him sit near me on the bed. I move my body away from where I sense him.
“oh baby don’t run from me you will only make this more fun for me.”
Ahhhh, I wonder what I want to order online today . Do I want a new flogger , new vibrator or new chastity cage for my sub ? Hmmmm i don’t know , but we’ll find out .
I began scrolling on my laptop to see what goody I’d be adding to our collection. The more I scrolled the wetter I got so I called my sub to finish me off .
Then I started to think to myself . Since I was having a hard time choosing maybe I’ll have him decide for us.
I spread my legs apart and he wasted no time to get to work…little did he know that he’d be choosing what I’ll be ordering for us to play with. The secret was that I’d continuously scroll throughout all the wonderful toys they had on display and the moment he makes me cum is the moment I’d stop scrolling. So whatever would be left on my screen would be added to our collection.
Oh, goodness, but Ms. Strumpfenfitz has really outdone herself.
I’m well taken care of, you know. I am watered regularly and the temperature stays comfortably tropical with a misting and ventilation system that keeps things luxuriously damp. A couple of weeks ago, she started to play music for me. I know there is some debate on whether plants enjoy music – most of us are stone deaf and possess no more of a nervous system than your average floorboard – but I just *adore* music in my greenhouse and I think I could become a sort of aficionado of several genres, given time and exposure. She noticed my affinity when she brought in a TV the other day so that she might watch a collegiate women’s gymnastics program whilst attending to her collection of delicate little bonzai trees. Such lovely musical arrangements during the floor exercise. I couldn’t help but that some of my tasting tendrils caressed the screen, tracing the contours of a cute little blonde who had caught my attention.
As I leaned back on the pillow, I felt her warm, wet tongue press gently against my neck. Harder, it moved across my shoulder, back to my neck, and up to my ear. At this moment she stuck a finger in her mouth, and immediately placed it on the tip of my member.
I throbbed as she slowly kissed my chest, making her way down my body. The warm, wet feeling began on my balls, as she licked slowly from the bottom to the top of my cock. At an instant, she opened her mouth and throat and rammed me deep inside her. I felt the barrier in her throat dissipate as her neck loosened up and my cock slid ever farther into her mouth.
Her throat felt like a sleeve, slowly moving one inch back and one inch forward at the base of my cock. As my dick rested in her throat and her lips wrapped around the entirety of my girth, I felt her tongue extend out, and begin sliding rapidly across my sack. Up and down, her devilish tongue slobbered around my cock as I got harder and harder. Her lips tightened and loosened around it, building tension deep in my balls.
Tina and her young niece Ashley, held hands as they entered Iron Beach Gym. They approached the check-in counter where a young man in his 20’s stared aimlessly into his phone screen. When he noticed the two women walking his way, he immediately became frazzled and clumsily placed his phone down and attempted to greet them.
“Er, uh, Hello uh, Mrs Brooks. Uh, how are, a y-you??” the lanky young man asked.
Tina looked over to Ashley and gave her a wink. “We are doing well, Arthur. You look happy to see me this afternoon” she joked. They both had made it to the counter and Tina motioned Ashley towards the tent in the young man’s pants.
“Uh, yes ma’am, I am. Could I – I ask you a, a question?” he stammered.
“Sure thing, babe” she answered.
“Do you think, I could, uh, get a blowjob today?” he asked.
Ashley couldn’t believe her ears. She knew her aunt was very sexual, but had no idea that it was common knowledge around the gym. The fact that employees would ask her openly to fulfill their sexual needs, was something outside the scope of her teenage imagination.
Brien threw his door shut and sprinted to the neighbor’s front door.
He pounded furiously with the edge of his fist until he heard the alarmed cry from within “Coming! I’m coming!” A second later. “Who is it?”
“It’s Brien from next door,” he said. “Your parents asked me to watch the house while they were away, and I’ve got to talk to you about something important.”
He heard a chain removed, and the door opened a sliver. Julia peeked out through the gap. Her long, brown hair was wet, and she was clutching a wet robe closed at her neck. Her eyes were wide and brown and bright. “Can this wait? I’m in the shower.”
“No,” he pushed the door open and walked past her. “This has to happen right now.” She was off-balance, and he had to keep pressing if he was going through with this.
“Okay, what?” Julia asked, puzzled, and clutching the thin robe to her wet form. “What’s wrong?”
After the shower D and I layed there on my bed in a spooning position. I layed their trying to take in the reality of everything that had happened in the hours/years that had lead up to this point. I wondered if she regretted what had happened as she lay there in silence. I worried that I may have been to rough with her and had hurt her unintentionally. All of this soon disappeared from my mind as she rolled over kissing me softly. She looked me in the eyes and asked if I had any regrets. “Of course not as long as you are alright with it.” I said. She kissed me again with more intensity saying “Definitely!”. She said that she had a confession to make, and instantly my mind begins to spin wondering what it may be. She said that when she told me she wasn’t a virgin she only told a half truth, and that there was something that she had saved in hopes that she could give it to me. About this time I’m looking at her like a confused puppy and her next question threw me for a bigger loop. She asked if I had any lube, to which I replied to her that of course I did. She smiled coyly looking into my eyes as she says “Good because you are going to take my anal virginity.” She said one of her ex-bfs had used a finger back there and that she found it exhilarating but that no matter how much he begged for her to let him do more she said no. Now this was not my first time to give a woman anal, but it would be my first time to take a woman’s anal virginity.
“Dinner and then see where things go?” I offer, knowing that you’ll take me up on it. You agree and wipe my sticky cum off of yourself with a napkin from your glovebox before we both get dressed again in beside your car in the quickly chilling air.
“Maybe a drive thru,” you suggest with a laugh. “We both smell like sex and that will be quicker anyway.” You explain. I shrug, laughing too and admit you’re right. I further agree once I sit in the passenger seat and find that the car has the same lingering scent of sweat and the mess that we had made.
We pull out of the abandoned parking lot and head towards what I assume is your house. My hand rests on your thigh for a moment before pulling your skirt up and sliding between your thighs, making your breathing ragged as I finger you. You’re pussy is sopping wet and you enjoy feeling me play with your labia and tease your aroused clit.