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ANGELA is a twisted bit of smut from my perverted mind. I claim sole
responsibility for it's filth.
On the other hand, if you are too young to read such things, old enough but
immature or it is illegal to do so where you live....BEGONE! I claim no
resonsibility for your moral weakness.
I would appreciate it if you would kindly keep my name attached to the story.
Download, repost all you want but no money is to be made off of it unless I am
the one reaping the rewards.
Enjoy!
ANGELA
By Herbck
Part III
Scene 1
Evening. Kitchen, Jason is cleaning up the dinner plates. Angie comes in
wearing a short skirt and tank top.
Angie Can I help, Jason?
Jason Thank you, Ms Angela, but I think I have everything covered.
Angie Please, I want to.
Jason OK. You can load the dishwasher after I rinse the dishes. How's that?
Angie Great! I feel so bad, you having to do all the work around here.
Jason There's not that much really. It's a pretty clean family. Mr. Joe has a
cleaning service come in every week for the heavy cleaning, there's a pool man
and a gardener. I have quite a bit of free time actually.
Angie Really? (Leans way over to load the dishwasher, letting her short skirt
travel up her legs and exposing the juncture of her thighs. As she puts the
silver server in the washer she sees his reflection, staring at her butt.)
Hmmm. I have a hectic schedule this coming Tuesday. I was going to use cabs,
but if you have nothing planned, would you mind driving me all over town?
(Straightens up and jumps up on the counter sitting with her legs spread just
enough to allow him to look up her skirt.)
Jason Tuesday? No problem.
Papa Joe Oh good! Papa Joe insists I attend a board meeting at the plant in
the afternoon Then, from there I have to go across town to some damn, scuse
me, ladies charity benefit in the evening. Could you take me?
Jason Sure. Tuesday is a good day for that. Joe and Tony are both attending
meetings that night and I can always leave something for Peter and Monica to
warm up.
Angie Good. I'll have my change of clothes all packed and ready for you to
bring. You can pick me up there at Papa Joe's office and we'll go from there. OK?
Jason OK.
FADE OUT...
Scene 2
Early morning at the gym. Angela is there with Monica. They are all alone,
have just finished their workout and are going to the showers.
Monica There's nothing better than a good workout in the morning to start the
day off right.
Angie Oh, I can think of something better.
Monica Oh? And should I ask or just guess?
Angie You can probably guess, but I'll tell you anyway cuz I like the sound of
the word.
Monica What word?
Angie Fuck! I like the sound of the word. It's so terribly crude and nasty. I
like a good fuck first thing in the morning.
Monica Angela! I never realized you were that...well, that open and earthy.
When you and Tony were dating you always seem so refined and genteel.
Angie I didn't want to scare Tony off. He's such a sweetie. So docile. Like a
little puppy dog at times. (Takes her top off. Notices Monica eyeing her breasts.)
Monica Well, he is different than most men I've met. As far as I'm concerned
they're all pigs. Crude, pawing pigs who just want one thing.
Angie Yeah, pussy. But having a pussy puts us girls in the drivers seat.
Having a sweet pussy and making `em sit up and beg for it is a complete
turn-on. (Steps out of her sweats and slides her panties to the floor.
(Reaching down she strokes her pussy.) Monica watches, not realizing she's watching.)
Monica In a way I can understand why they want it so. Pussy's are sweet.
Angie, can I have a hug and a talk?
Angie Of course, sweetie. You can have all the hugs you want. And I'm here to
listen to whatever you want to talk about.
Monica Having you around, well...I don't know. I've never felt this way
before. I haven't known you very long and yet...I feel so close to you
somehow. Like I could tell you anything and you'd understand and not
criticize. Know what I mean?
Angie I think so. You miss having a mother and I guess I'm like a big sister.
Monica Yeah, I guess that's it. You are family and I do need someone to talk
to. I feel if I don't get this off my chest I'll go mad. It's the big family
secret but you have to promise not to tell a soul. Everyone else in the family
knows about it except for Peter and Gino's wife. And, if you live with us for
awhile you'll probably find out anyway. It's a terrible secret and you mustn't
tell anyone..
Angie Tell me about whatever is bothering you. I' m a good listener and you
can trust me.
Monica (Hugs Angela's naked body close to her.) Oh Angie, where do I start?
Angie The beginning has always worked for me.
Monica Well, as you know, Gino and Tony's mother was killed in a crash and
Peter's and my mom died giving birth to Peter.
Angie Yes, Tony told me about that. I'm so terribly sorry. Tony says you've
been the lady of the house without any other females to relate to. It must
have been very hard for you.
Monica Very hard. In more ways than one.
Angie What do you mean?
Monica As the "lady of the house" as you put it, I had to learn how to run the
household, with Jason's help, of course. He's such a sweetie.
Angie Yes, he is.
Monica At an early age I learned how to play hostess and entertain.And, I
learned very well if I do say so myself. Papa was always very proud to show me
off., especially to his men friends.
Angie His men friends?
Monica Yes. Papa used to go to business conventions all over the United States
about three or four times a year to promote his current lines. There'd be top
CEO's of large companies. In the evenings, they'd take turns hosting parties
for each other. When I was very young he took me to one of his meetings. I was
in my little crinoline dress with lace and bows in my hair, black patent
leather pumps, lacy white anklets and white satin gloves that reached up to my
elbows. I was always so proud of my gloves.
Angie As beautiful as you are now, I imagine you were like a little porcelain doll.
Monica Yes, quite frankly, I was. I had such a sweet innocent face. Big blue
eyes set in a pale white alabaster face.
Angie You still have that wide eyed innocent look about you. I can understand
why Papa was so proud to have you serving the gentlemen their drinks and
tending to their needs.
Monica Oh, I tended to their needs all right. I served drinks, passed around
the trays of hors d'oeuvres, was there to light their cigars or cigarettes and
more. Much more.
Angie More?
Monica Papa would set me on his lap while he talked and, as he talked, his
hand very slowly rested on my leg then, just as slowly, he moved it up under
my dress and stroked me through my cotton panties. When he felt me start
getting wet, he slid his fingers under my panties and slipped them up inside me.
Angie My God, Monica! Why didn't you stop him?
Monica Because...because I liked it. I've always liked it. For as long as I
can remember, I liked it.
Angie And, in front of all those men? You never said anything?
Monica No, that was part of the game Papa and I played. As I got more and more
excited I would cuddle into him more and nibble his ear. Papa always liked me
to nibble on his ear.
Angie But, the men? What did they do?
Monica In the beginning I'm sure they were shocked when they realized what
Papa was doing. I remember the first time they just sat there stunned watching
me squirm around on his lap with a contented smile on my face.
Angie What happened then? Surely their normal conversation didn't continue?
The first time? My God, there was more?
Monica Yes, much more. The first time there was silence. Then Papa brought his
hand out from under my dress, sniffed his fingers and sucked on them. Then,
turning to me, he said, "Monica, I believe we're being inhospitable to our
guests. We should share."
Angie Share your, your pussy? My God!
Monica I went to the middle of the room, pulled up my dress, took off my
panties and went around the room, standing in front of each of the men with my
legs spread and let them stick their fingers in me.
Angie My God! How old were you?
Monica Around eight or nine.
Angie And you say there was more?
Monica Yes. The next time it was Papa's turn to host the party we did the same
thing only that time, after he'd licked his fingers, he had me kneel in front
of him, take his cock out and jack him off into a Kleenex. Then, I went around
the room with my box of Kleenex and jacked each of the men off with my satin
gloves.
Angie And the next time?
Monica The next time I jacked them off into a champagne glass and drank it.
Angie And...and there's more?
Monica Oh yes! Each time it got more and more perverted and more and more
exciting. The next time I sucked their cocks until they came in my mouth and
then I'd swallow it and move on to the next.
Angie And Papa? He made you do these things?
Monica Papa never forced me to do anything. But he had me well trained to
where I'd do anything he wanted. And, it made me so excited I wanted to do
more and more. He wanted to stop with the blow-jobs but I made him let me go
on and do what I wanted.
Angie How did you "make him " do what you wanted?
Monica Simple. I told him I was taking charge of my pussy and if he wanted any
it would be on my terms.
Angie And he let you do what you wanted?
Monica Yes, and...he still does.
Angie You mean? You and he...?
Monica Yes. Papa's always been crazy for my cunt. Sometimes, just to tease him
in a room full of people, I'll run my fingers in my cunt, get them all wet and
then give him an innocent daughter kiss while I hold my fingers under his
nose. It drives him crazy for me.
Angie Then how far did you go with the men?
Monica All the way. I've done everything to men and had everything done to me
that you can think of. Next time I had each of them fuck me, then I had them
fuck my ass, then I had them sandwich me. Oh, that's so good! One on my pussy
and one in my ass. Have you ever tried it, Angie?
Angie Well, since you're being so open and honest with me, yes. Yes I have and
it's heaven. But where did you learn all of this ?
Monica From Papa, of course. Right after mom died he started taking me to his
bed to stop my crying and comfort me. He told me that he found that by
stroking my pussy I would calm down and actually purr. Later he started
licking me then progressed to putting the tip of his tongue in me and then his
fingers. By the time I was 8 or 9 he was putting his cock in me.
Angie You poor thing. You grew up so fast. But, you said everyone in the
family knows except Peter and Gino's wife. You mean Gino and Tony knew this
was going on?
Monica Gino was quite young when he accidentally walked in on Papa and I. Papa
doesn't know it to this day but Gino told me I had to share or he'd blow the
whistle. Of course I shared. Not because I had to but because I wanted to.
Then Gino tried to get Tony to play with us but he wouldn't. He was scared.
Gino made him promise not to tell, and...knowing Tony, he wouldn't tell. He
did like to watch us, though.
Angie You mean he got turned on watching you and Gino?
Monica Very.
Angie I still can't believe all this. I've really only known you for what, a
few of months? Morning workouts before you go to school and then around the
house when you come home. I have noticed you follow me around like a little
puppy, which made me feel welcome as far as you were concerned, but I never
noticed anything out of the ordinary between you and Papa Joe.
Monica I have been following you around, but not like a little puppy I'm
afraid. But more like a bitch in heat. Oh Angie! Having you around, the other
morning when I kissed you, seeing you in the mornings like this, nude and
sweaty! Oh God, Angie! I want you so much! I've done everything imaginable
with men but until you came into our home and my life I never realized how
sexy women are. And you are so goddamned sexy!
Angie Monica! Me? I never realized. I'm flattered at being called sexy but
I've never had any experience with a female before. Although I must say, you
are a sweet, delectable, piece of ass, if you'll excuse my language. But, we
have been pretty open and blunt. But it's nothing to be ashamed of. We all
have our needs and wants and satisfy them in whatever way we can.
Monica But my needs are so perverse. On Angie, I want it!
Angie What do you want, Monica?
Monica You know! You know Angie!
Angie Tell me, Monica. Tell me what you want!
Monica Your pussy, damn it. I want your pussy!
Angie And what are you going to do to my pussy?
Monica Lick it! I want to lick it and kiss it and stick my tongue up it.
Angie And what else are you going to kiss and lick for me?
Monica Your ass! I want to kiss your ass! Stick my tongue up your asshole and
lick it!
Angie Take your sweats off and come with me. We'll take a shower together and
you can satisfy my needs while I satisfy yours.
Monica What do you mean?
Angie I mean, get out of those sweats you lovable little bitch and come in the
shower and eat me! God, you've got me so hot I need your tongue up my twat!
And I need it now! Do you understand me you little slut?
Monica Yes Angela, yes! I really am a slut. It's OK, I'm not ashamed of it.
I'm a good slut. Hot blooded and uninhibited. Oh Angie, I want to be your
slut! I want your body so bad! I'll do anything you want, I'll be your little
puppy or your bitch, whenever, wherever you want. Please! Please Angie. I need it!
Angie Good, cuz I want to cum. I want to cum and cum all over that sweet,
innocent, pretty little face of yours. (They go into the shower. Taking her by
the back of her head, Angie crushes their lips and mouths together in a hot,
open mouthed kiss. Then, taking her by the shoulders, pushes her to the floor
and spreads her legs.) Eat me my little slut! Get that hot mouth on my pussy
and lick! God, you've gotten me so hot! So hot. Yes! Yes that's it you little
bitch! You adorable little hot mouthed bitch! Lick! Lick! (She does.)
FADE OUT...
Scene 3
Late Tuesday afternoon. Angie is standing in front of the office building.
Jason pulls up and she gets in the back seat.
Angie Jason, you are such a sweetheart for doing this for me. Maybe someday
soon I can return the favor. Now, let me get out of my business suit and into
my evening dress. (Opening the bag she takes out her panties, bra, hose and
shoes. Pulling her top off she is nude from the waist up. Glancing up, she
sees Jason watching in the rear view mirror but says nothing. Fussing with her
black, lacy bra, she takes her time putting it on. Lifting herself, she
slips off her panties, puts them in a little plastic bag and puts them in the
bag. Jason is still watching. Taking her clean, silky black panties, she slips
them up over her legs and lifts herself again, bringing them up around her
waist. Next is the black garter belt around her tiny waist followed by sheer
black seamed hose. As she pulls them slowly up each leg, she turns her leg
around to make sure the seam is straight then fastens them front and back.) Jason?
Jason Ma'am?
Angie You're not going to get us killed, are you?
Jason (Sheepishly) Oh! Oh no ma'am. I'll be very careful.
Angie OK. I just think you should at least watch the road some of the time.
Jason Yes ma'am.
Angie I hope I'm not too much of a distraction.
Jason No ma'am. Not at all.
Angie Good. Then you won't mind if I ride along like this until we're almost
there, do you? I don't want to get my dress any more wrinkled than I have to.
Jason No ma'am! I won't mind at all.But, if you don't mind my sayin' so, you
are a fine looking woman, ma'am. Enough to distract any man.
Angie Why thank you Jason, I don't mind at all. You're a sweetheart. Tell you
what. If you promise to behave yourself and not get us killed, I'll let you
watch. You like to watch me, don't you Jason?
Jason Ma'am?
Angie I said, you like to watch me, don't you? Like when I'm taking my bath or
getting dressed? It's ok, Jason, I know you watch. And, I'll let you in on a
little secret. I enjoy it! It turns me on having you watch me. Does it turn
you on Jason? Does it get you all hot and hard?
Jason Ma'am...I...I...Yes. Yes it does in a way. But not the way you think.
Angie Then in what way?
Jason Well...you probably know that I saved Joe's life many years ago in Italy.
Angie Yes, but no one's ever told me any details.
Jason Some young terrorist threw a hand grenade into the little cafe we were
at and it landed under Joe's chair. I threw him away from the chair but the
blast caught me. It severed the nerves in my groin and since then I haven't
been able to get an erection.
Angie Oh, Jason! I'm so sorry. Is that why you've never married?
Jason Partly. That and losing my girlfriend. I never found anyone I loved like
I loved her. And, losing my manhood, so to speak, I limit my pleasure to the
senses I still have.
Angie Like sight?
Jason Yes. I get a lot of pleasure with my eyes.
Angie Then watch me Jason. Watch me pleasure you while I pleasure myself.
(Sliding down and forward to the edge of the seat she spreads her legs wide
and slowly caresses her pussy through her black panties. With her other hand,
she reaches into her bra and fondles her breast. As she gets hot her hips
squirm about on the seat. Pulling the narrow band of silk that barely covers
her pussy aside, she strokes the fine hairs covering her pussy and then
separates the lips and inserts her finger.) Look Jason! Look at me! Watch me,
Jason! Watch me fuck myself! Oh God, it's so good! So good! I'm cuming, Jason.
Oh God, I'm cuming! Watch me, watch me! (Slumps down on the seat and catches
her breath.) Wow! Did you like that Jason?
Jason Yes ma'am! Yes indeed! Most beautiful sight I ever did see. Must say, I
did have a hard time watching the road. You is something else, Ms Angela. You
sure is. Most beautiful thing I ever did see.
Angie You know of course, you mustn't tell anyone what I did?
Jason No ma'am! Not a soul. Your secret is safe with me. I learned a long time
ago to keep my mouth shut about the goings on around me.
Angie I would imagine you've seen a lot that goes on in the house. Know where
all the skeletons are kept. All the family secrets?
Jason Yes ma'am. And like every family, there are secrets.
Angie Will you tell me some of the secrets?
Jason No ma'am. Can't do that. If I was to do that you wouldn't feel very
secure about our secret now, would you?
Angie You're right. I just wanted to see how well you do keep secrets. Oh my,
we're almost there. I better get my dress on and my hair brushed out. (Puts on
a long, silky black dress buttoned from the neck down to below her waist with
a slit starting where the buttons stop. They pull up to the front of the
building and he parks.) Can you pick me up at about 9:30? It should be over by
then. If not, too bad.
Jason 9:30 it is. Have a good time.
Angie I already had a good time thanks to you, sweetie. See you later. And,
who knows, you might see a lot more of me later. (Goes up the stairs. As she
reaches the top, she looks around and, seeing no one about, turns and pulls up
the back of her dress giving him a shot of her delectable ass. Turning, she
blows him a kiss and goes in.)
FADE OUT...
Scene 4
9:30 that same evening. Jason is there waiting as she exits the building.
Before he can get out and open the door, she runs over and gets in the front
seat with him.
Angie Hi sweetie! Been waiting long?
Jason Bout five or ten minutes. How was your evening?
Angie Boring. Very boring. The only thing that kept me going was thinking
about the ride over. I reran it over in my mind so many times I was getting
wet.
Jason You were and are a sight to see.(Starts the car.)
Angie Wanna see more?
Jason Only a fool would say no and Momma didn't raise no fool.
Angie Let's see how fast you can get me home. If you get there before Papa Joe
and Tony get there I'll put on another show for you, OK?
Jason We're practically there.
Angie (As they drive down the freeway, Angie slowly runs her hands over her
body, fondling her breasts and running her hands down her long legs and up and
under her dress.) Hurry Jason, I'm getting hot, so hot. But I'll wait. I want
you to be able to enjoy it without having to worry about driving. (Has her
hand way up under her dress.) Oh Hurry! Hurry Jason, I'm getting so wet.
Jason We're almost there. (Reaches the long driveway and clicks the door
opener. The door opens and the garage light goes on. He drives in and turns
off the motor.)
Angie Watch. Watch me Jason. (Turning halfway on the seat, she leans against
the door and slowly unbuttons her dress down to her waist. Opening it wide,
she slowly runs her hands over her bra cupping her full breasts. Bringing her
left leg up onto the seat, she rubs her knee against his hip and spreads her
right leg out a far as it will go exposing her panties.) How is it so far, Jason?
Jason God Ms Angela! You're so exciting. But should we be doing this in Mr.
Joe's garage and with the light on?
Angie Do you want me to stop? I will if you want. or, I'll keep going until
he comes home or I cum. Look Jason. (Lowers her bra letting her breasts
dangles inches from his face.) Look how hard the nipples are. Like they know
you're watching and they're standing up big and hard for you. Want me to stop?
Jason Ms Angela...
Angie Look here. (Sits up and pulls her panties off.) That's the closest it's
ever been to you. See how wet it is.? It's wet for you Jason. You're the cause
of it being so hot and wet. Look, it's running down my leg and onto the seat.
Tomorrow you can smell the seat and remember. Am I pleasuring all the senses,
Jason? Sight? Smell? How about taste? Would you like to taste me, Jason? Here.
(Runs two fingers around in her wet pussy and then puts them in his mouth.) Do
I taste as good as it looks?
Jason It's been so long, so long. Oh Ms Angela...
Angie Watch, Jason. Watch me fuck myself. (She sticks the fingers of one hand
in her pussy and the other hand on her clit and furiously brings herself to a
climax just as headlights appear in the driveway.)Wow! Just made it! (Hastily
brings her bra up and fastens the buttons on her dress. Hands him her
panties.) Here, a souvenir of our adventure. (Gets out of the car just as Joe
drives in.)
Joe What timing.
Angie I'll say. How was your meeting?
Joe Boring. Yours?
Angie Boring.
Joe How about you Jason? Anything exciting in your day? Carting Angie around
town had to be a real downer.
Jason Oh no, it was a nice ride. Very scenic.
Joe Good. Oh Angie, before I forget, I'm having a small delegation of Japanese
business men coming in week after next. I'd like for you to prepare a showing
of our latest lines. Find some fairly flat chested models to more closely
resemble Japanese women but also some on the buxom side to add a little spice
for our guests.
Angie Be glad to. Will it be held in our showrooms?
Joe Yes, it should be big enough. There shouldn't be more than six or seven.
And, with the bar there and all, it should provide a relaxing setting.
Angie And I suppose you'll be taking them to the Sushi Strip Bar afterwards.
It seems to be quite the thing with the Japanese business men.
Joe Of course. Nowadays, it's almost a job requirement.
Angie Of course. And you look at it as just a part of the job and won't enjoy
it yourself.
Joe (Feigning surprise.) Who me? Why of course not.
Angie Papa, you are a devil! Do I get to go along?
Joe Heavens no! A sweet young thing like you? And anyway, it's men only.
Angie Party poop! (Turns to leave the two men.) Good night Papa. And Jason,
thank you so much for being such a dear. I hope I didn't spoil your day.
Jason No ma'am. Not at all. Anytime you need me, just let me know.
Angie Thank you. I will. Good night.
FADE OUT...
Scene 5
Saturday, early afternoon. Angie is out by the pool in her thong bikini.
Thinking everyone is gone, she takes off her top. As she turns to get her
tanning lotion, she catches a glimpse of Jason watching her through the
kitchen window. Laying back down, she leisurely rubs lotion all over paying
special attention to working it into her breasts. Putting the lotion down, she
reaches for her Coke and finds it empty. Taking the glass, she hurries to the
kitchen for a refill catching Jason just as he's trying to make a quick exit
into the dining room.
Angie Oh, Jason! You startled me. I thought I was all alone. Oh! I forgot my
top! I'm not embarrassing you, am I?
Jason No ma'am, I'm too old to get embarrassed by the sight of a pretty young
lady like yourself. But not too old to appreciate the sight. And, I must say,
it is a lovely sight.
Angie Why Jason! You old flatterer, thank you. What a lovely thing to say. Are
we all alone?
Jason Yes ma'am. If it bothers you being alone with me, I'll just go to my
room. Got lotsa things to keep me busy there.
Angie Oh no! No Jason. That's not what I meant. I'm sorry if I gave you that
impression. My God, after Tuesday night, I trust you implicitly. Please don't
leave. In fact, why don't you join me outside. It's a lovely day.
Jason If you're sure.
Angie Very sure. I'd enjoy your company. Please?
Jason OK. You go on out, I'll make up a batch of lemonade and bring it out.
Angie Sounds great. But Jason, put a little rum in it.We'll live a little.
Jason It's a deal. (Starts fixing the lemonade and she goes outside. As she
goes out the door he laces it substantially with rum and takes it out.) Here
we go. Tall glasses filled with ice and demon rum for the lady.
Angie (Laying on her lounge bare breasted.) I don't know how much of a lady I
am sitting here naked from the waist up, but, since you've already seen `em I
figured what the hell. If it bothers you, though, I'll put my top back on.
Jason If you'll pardon me for saying so, ma'am, it bothers me but in a very
pleasurable way. I'll try not to stare.
Angie Staring never hurt anybody. Be my guest. You know me, I love having you
watch me. I find it quite flattering. Now, pour me a big glass of your killer
rum. (He pours two glass and hands her one. She takes a drink.) My goodness!
You really mix a mean drink. (Takes another big drink.) Mean but good.
Jason (Takes a big drink himself.) Oh my, I may have gotten a bit carried
away. Let me put more lemonade in.
Angie Don't you dare! I like it the way it is. A glass or two of this and I
just might get carried away. Jason, would you be a dear and put lotion on my
back. I have a hell of a time reaching back there.
Jason Be glad to. (Reaches for the lotion.)
Angie Oh Jason! I'm sorry. I keep asking you to do all these things like you
were my servant or something. I guess I'm just not used to having someone
around like you. Please don't think you have to. I'd understand if you said
no. Honest. You're not my personal servant you know.
Jason I know. Don't let it worry you. I've spent over 30 years taking care of
Joe and his family. These last few years it's been just the menfolk and little
Monica. Kinda raised her myself I guess.But it's nice having you here. We
needed a woman in the house. It's nice you're here and whatever I can do for
you, don't be afraid to ask.
Angie Oh Jason, you're such a sweetie. But please let me know if I overstep
the bounds of propriety. OK?
Jason OK. Now, turn over so I can rub your back.(She turns over and he starts
rubbing in the lotion starting at her shoulders.) I'm not rubbing too hard am I?
Angie Oooh Jason! Your hands are heavenly. For a big man you have an unusually
gentle touch. More, more!
Jason (He continues down until he reaches the top of her thong bottoms.)
There, that should do it.
Angie Oh Jason, don't stop. Would you do my legs? Maybe start with my ankles?
Jason Sure. (He starts with her ankles and slowly works his hands up both legs
to the top of her thighs and stops.)
Angie More, Jason, more.
Jason But, Ms Angela...
Angie More, Jason. Don't stop now. Go all the way up.
Jason If you're sure.
Angie Oh, I'm very sure. Do it! (He continues up to her ass cheeks, caressing
and massaging the lotion into them with his big hands.) Squeeze them, Jason! I
love having my ass squeezed. (He does.) Oh yes, that's the way! How nice. So
gentle, so nice. Oh thank you Jason! (Turns over.) Time for another drink. My,
Just those two swallows got me carried away. I wonder what two more will do
for me? (Takes two more big swallows.) I guess I'll find out soon enough.
Jason Maybe you'd better slow down a bit, ma'am. Those drinks is pretty
powerful and what with the hot sun and all, the alcohol might get to you awful fast.
Angie Well, something's getting to me. (Hands him her glass.) Fill `er up,
kind sir. Aren't you having another?
Jason Still working on my first. Never was much of a drinker.
Angie Party poop. Well, if you're not drinking, Rub some lotion on my front. I
just love your hands.
Jason Ms Angela, I don't really think I should be doing things like that.
Angie Like what?
Jason Like touching you like that. You're a married lady and all.
Angie Well, married. I don't know about the lady part. Don't worry Jason. I
trust you not to get carried away. Why? Are you afraid you might?
Jason Oh no, ma'am. I'd never do anything to you in that way.
Angie What way is" that way"?
Jason Take advantage of you or rape you or anything like that.
Angie I know that. I said I trusted you. So go ahead. Rub lotion down the
front of me. Give me a gentle massage.
Jason If you say so. (Takes the lotion and starting with her shoulders again,
slowly massages it into her skin. As he reaches her breast, he hesitates.)
Angie Go on, Jason, don't stop. You've seen `em, now you can feel `em. Go on.
(He does.) Oh, yes. that's so nice. I love your hands. Squeeze them, like you
did my ass. Squeeze them and roll the nipples around in your fingers. Yes, oh
yes. I just might have to hire you as my private masseur. Better stop, Jason.
You're getting to me.
Jason I'm sure it's just the sun and alcohol.
Angie No, it's those big, black lovable hands of yours. I think I'd better
jump in the pool and cool off.
Jason Sounds like a good idea. You have a good swim while I start dinner.
Fade out...End Part 3
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