Message-ID: <26324asstr$968854207@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: "Mrs JWP" <mrs_jwp@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed X-Original-Message-ID: <F75Y0VnkB4ltFlmmlQ00000b571@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 13 Sep 2000 11:57:28.0505 (UTC) FILETIME=[CA15D290:01C01D79] Subject: {ASSM} Mrs JWP 28/? Junior's Girl Problems F/F Oral Rom Sexy Tease Date: Wed, 13 Sep 2000 10:10:07 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/26324> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: english, RuiJorge *******************Read Me First************************************ My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post of this story is only permitted if the posting site is free and non-commercial. Mrs. James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2000 *************************Thank You*********************************** Mrs. James Wentworth Preston Chapter 28 Junior's Girl Problems At the University, Patty was in her shared office with Junior, getting organized. He'd all ready set up her PC and connected it to the internal network and the outside circuits. He'd run the diagnostics, set up the printer, and everything worked fine. He got the fax set up and tested it's sending and receiving with Julie's fax, the department's secretary. He got her telephone plugged in and tested the inside and outside lines. Everything seemed to be Ok. He left the box of supplies on her desk; she was putting it away. When Patty arrived, she had a framed photo of her husband and a small plant for her desk. "Hey, I talked to your Mother this morning." she said to Junior. "Oh really? How is she? Ok, I trust." "Oh yes. She sounded fine. She invited us to your house for dinner tomorrow night. Bob and I accepted immediately. I've got to meet this woman that taught you such good manners. She sounded very nice. We're looking forward to meeting your Mom and Dad; and your sister too!" "Great. I'm sure that you'll find my parents very welcoming." Junior replied, not knowing how much he could say in the office. "Yes, we're to follow you home tomorrow, so don't leave without us. OK?" "Of course I won't. My Momma taught me better." They laughed together. "How did the landscaping guy work out?" Junior inquired. "Well, Dean Stevens came over and helped us. It was rather stupid, but she shot down most of his ideas. Bob got a little pissed, but I think she knows what she's doing. She's had her garden for a number of years and knows what will and won't work, especially for our unique purpose, which is the same as hers. Naturally we couldn't tell the plant man all our secrets, but Kate was really helpful. The poor guy had over three thousand dollars worth of rose bushes planned for around the walks and over the trellises." Patty went to the door and looked out to ensure no one was listening. She continued in a whisper: "That's not what we need. There we'd be, rolling around fucking on the grass and bump into a thorny rose bush!" Patty giggled. "I want to hang off the trellises and fuck and suck, not turn into a human pin cushion!" She went and sat down, returning to her normal voice. "Kate was very nice and understanding and I think that Bob was more pissed that the guy needs to do a redesign than anything else. He's kind of kicking himself that he didn't think of the thorny problem before!" Patty giggled at her pun. "Kate told the designer about the sprinkler system and who to contact for the design and installation. I think it will all be done within a month. We're even making them put in a temporary contractor's road to keep the trucks from ruining our driveway. It won't be really be established until next summer, but we'll have a christening party as soon as the last contractor leaves. Won't that be fun?" Junior agreed and they turned their attention to the computer terminal he'd set up for her. Junior explained the icons he'd established for her on her desktop, making sure she knew what they were and how to remove them or add new ones if she wanted. He explained the in-house networking and how to access it. He showed her how to access the Universities ISP, explaining that she had full access to the web. He showed her the various printer connections and how to queue things up to the department's document printer. She asked where it was and he discovered that she hadn't met Julie. "Let's print something. Here, go into the UIN, that's University In- house Network, and look at the Chemistry Department. There! Click on that silly flask for our Department. Now go to Labs. Yes, right there. Pick T&Th, 10AM. Yes, that's it. Now select next Friday's date. Everything is set on W/E, week ending date is always a Friday. Yes, there! You see the lesson plans for next weeks Tuesday and Thursday's 10AM labs. Now click on printer, or just hit Control-P, and you get the standard print screen. At the top, click on the arrow and view the potential printers. That one that says `Chem Dept Docu' is our main printer in the Dean's office. Now enter and off it goes. If you need to see how it's doing or want to cancel your print job, click on the printer icon and it will tell you what's happening. See there, it's printing. You're not waiting for someone else to print. During the regular school year the queue gets really long. Now lets go up and get it. I'll introduce you to Julie." "Julie? Who's Julie?" Patty asked. "She's the summer replacement for the department's regular secretary who is spending the summer in Europe. Julie has the sexy voice that answers the phone when your husband doesn't." "Good! I want to meet this hot voiced babe." Junior locked the door and they went up the stairs. "You'll really like her. She's a lot like you. Beautiful, brilliant, and very married." Junior explained. "She doesn't have very good air conditioning up in her office, so the Dean let's her dress casual to keep cool. I think that you two might become good friends." Junior led the way across the third floor to Julie's open office door. Again, Julie was bent over with her ass in the air, looking in a bottom drawer for something. Junior was again startled to see her high riding short-shorts, tight across her ass, and her loose top showing the soft curves of the undersides of her tits. He'd seen her this morning when he helped her access the State U computer database, but the butt-in-the-air affect was very eye catching. Patty too paused, drinking in the sight of the luscious twenty-something's scantily clad body. "Hey, Julie. How's it going?" Julie spoke as she stood and turned. "Hey Junior. What's going. . . . Oh Hello. Who's this Junior?" Julie asked as she turned on her million watt smile. "Julie this is Patty. Patty, Julie." He introduced them. "Well, welcome to my sweat box." Julie pulled her sweaty thin white top away from her breasts. The garment simply melted back onto her tits, highlighting her erect dark fat nipples. "I hope you get to work in the nice air conditioned lab here. These sultry days are murder!" Julie complained as she wiped the sweat off her brow with a tissue. Patty just stared and then started to giggle. "I'm sorry. I really am!" Patty extended her hand to Julie. They clasped hands and Patty said: "I apologize. I came up here to meet you and find out if you talked sexy to my Husband like you do to me over the telephone. I see now how wrong I was. Please forgive my foolishness." Julie stood, mouth agape, dumbfounded. "Junior, who is this woman?" "This is the other Doctor Wentworth, Patty Wentworth my new office mate. She's Doc Wentworth's wife." Julie's eyes got wide and her hand went to her mouth. "Oh my God! I didn't know Doctor Wentworth. I didn't think you'd be here until next week!" She reached onto her desk and pulled up her appointment book, showing Patty's name at the top of the next Monday's date. "The Dean isn't in now. He won't be back until tomorrow. I'm sure he can see you first thing in the morning; actually anytime you wish!" Patty put her hand on her shoulder as she said, "No, I don't want to see him until the scheduled appointment on Monday. I'm just setting up my office and looking around a bit. We actually came up to see the document printer; we sent something up to be printed." "Oh, yes. It's over here Doctor Wentworth. Let me show you." They moved over to the big machine. "It's really a nice machine. It does a lot of complicated things, but it's simple to run. It prints, single or duplex, collates, and staples. It's far better than the one I had in my New York office." "Oh, you're from New York?" Patty asked, trying to make amends with this beautiful woman. "And since I'm not on the faculty, please call me Patty. OK?" Junior saw where this was going and excused himself. As he walked back to his, no their, office, he wondered if Patty would fuck her this afternoon in the hot office or be put off until another time. Maybe she'll lock up and lay her across the Dean's desk under his personal air conditioner while she tasted her girly charms. Damn, beaten out by a woman. Well, he had a bit of luck himself earlier today. He'd gotten a note by inter-campus mail. It wasn't a regular department or official University epistle, they used brown re-usable envelopes. The note he'd gotten was in a fine off white envelope, addressed in a beautiful hand. He smelled the envelope and instantly thought of Emily. Junior carefully opened the letter with his pen knife, somehow knowing that any correspondence with her would someday be very valuable. He pulled out the folded single page and read the beautiful script. Dear Junior; I want to thank you for all your help yesterday and to make sure that you know how much I appreciate all your kindness. I have considered your advice and have decided to take it to heart. I have all ready begun to act upon it and wish to share it with you to ensure that my efforts are as you suggested to me. If you would be so kind as to meet with me at nine fifteen Thursday morning in the Department Library, I would be very pleased to share with you my humble attempts at doing that which you bid. My warmest regards. Emily Naturally, Junior met her as requested. She had her new note books and shyly looked thru them with him, seeking his approval and constructive advice Junior was taken aback by her candor, describing her sexual feelings with great detail. He blushed as she described him and what they did together at the lake. "Why, you're blushing!" she exclaimed. "Is something wrong?" "No, no. It's just so sensual, so revealing. You've really bared your soul here. I'm very impressed. The cross reference is excellent, as well as your drawings. The one of us sitting on the rock is very special. You should paint it. It's wonderful!" They were in the back of the small library and no one was around. He leaned over to kiss her affectionately, but she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him with flaming passion. Junior pulled back and studied her. She was wearing a starched green blouse and conservative black shorts. She moved his heart and he kissed her again, holding her in a tight embrace until they broke the kiss to catch their breath. "You've got to lock them up. Do you plan to carry them with you or do you want to keep them in your dorm room?" Junior asked her gently. "I think I'd rather keep them in my room; I'd be so afraid that I'd lose them or that someone might steal my books. The room would be safer. I think." Emily replied. "Yes, that sounds good. Can I come up to your room today, say around four o'clock? I'll check out your space and then we'll go downtown to see what's available. Ok?" "All right, it's a date then!" Emily smiled, gave him her room number, and said, "Thank you, Junior." But her eyes said `I love you!'. "If you can, would you bring the encryption software?" "Yes," he agreed. Did she know all ready that he'd do anything for her? They left the library and she went to her lab. Junior went to his office and sat and brooded. Emily, sweet Emily. God, what a fantastic female. A soft wonderful kitten that would soon grow into a lioness. Junior began to put together Patty's computer and it took his mind off of Emily, temporarily. He tried to keep busy, but he kept feeling her lips on his; hot, caressing, and demanding. What to do, what to do. Junior was having a bad time of it. `Emily, oh Emily! What will I do with you?' he thought miserably. That was then, and now is now. After watching Patty in action, he knew he didn't have the killer instinct. `I'll just go study. My school work must take priority over all else,' he decided. He returned to his office and opened his books. Patty returned after a while, looking as beautiful as always in another of her sun dresses, completely naked under it as usual. Did he detect a slight redness in her cheeks? Perhaps from a sexual liaison? Could he smell the aroused scent of a woman in heat? Was that the smell of her cum? Junior shook his head, trying to clear out the cob webs of sexuality. He focused again on his text, reading and re-reading the same passage. "I brought you your lab schedule," Patty said to him, holding out a piece of paper. Junior looked dumbly at her; not understanding. The print out Junior. The one we sent to Julie's printer. Remember?" "Yes, I remember," Junior muttered, taking the paper from her hands. "Thanks." He crumpled it up and tossed it into the waste basket. "It was just a test for you to see how the system works. I need all the labs and I always pull them late on Friday afternoons, that way I'll have any last minute changes, which frequently happen. No big deal. That's how I know Julie so well; my late Friday printings. She's ready to go home and we talk while the printer runs. Once I queued it up and left it to pick up Monday morning. Naturally the printer crashed and gave me a big head ache on Monday when I had to have the lab schedule. Now I watch it print before I leave for the weekend." "You were right! "Huh? I mean, right about what?" "You said I'd like her. You were right, I do." "So I noticed." "Junior, what's the matter with you?" "Oh shit! I've got girl problems!" "You? Well listen sport, you're going to have problems with this girl if you don't get your act together. What's the matter, unhappy about sweet Julie? If you were so concerned, why did you run off and leave me with her? Or even take me to see her? You can't have it both ways! What the fuck is going on?" Patty raised her voice in frustration. Junior groaned and looked in her eyes. He saw only loving concern. "I'm not so sure I should show you this, but here!" he handed her Emily's note. "Ummmm! Nice stationary!" Patty commented. She read the note, twice thru it seemed by the time she took. "Very nice, very succinct. What's the problem?" "I met her and she showed me what she'd written. It was beautiful. So clear, so genuine. She opened her soul. It was like a window into her heart. She wrote that I was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. Better than David, the statue. I was so embarrassed I couldn't finish reading it. She kissed me with so much passion I'm surprised we didn't set the library on fire!" "What did you do?" "I kissed her back!" "Oh, I see." Patty was quiet for a few moments, then took Junior's hand. "Come, let's go outside and talk for a few minutes. Come on, we won't be gone long." Patty led him down the back stairs and out. They went over to a grassy area and she sat down and leaned back against a tree. She pulled him down and had him stretch out with his head in her lap. She stroked his temples and explained: "Bob told me about little Emily and you. The lab shower, the picnic at the lake, your hot oral caresses on her virgin pussy. That's what I know. Now you will tell me all. Tell me everything and let me share your problem." And Junior did. Junior told Patty all, everything he could remember. Patty listened quietly, rubbing his temples and stroking his hair. He told her what his plan was for his sister, to come to campus and befriend Emily. He told her how he'd told his Sister and Father. Then he told Patty that he'd agreed to help Emily find a safe way to keep her notebooks private. They had a `date' at four o'clock that afternoon. Then he sighed, waiting her reaction quietly. Patty suddenly pulled his face up to hers and kissed him softly, then held his head to her breast as she rocked him gently. She began to talk softly. She told him that he was a warm, wonderful, sensitive guy and if she'd met him when she was younger she'd be in love with him too. She told him that he was trying to do the right thing and shouldn't give up; that he'd made a good plan and she'd bought into it. He'd get the support of his family and that Bob would support him too. And certainly she'd do whatever she could to help. It seemed to her, at this early stage of his and Emily's relationship, that the rest of them would have to wait until things progressed a little further. Emily only trusted him for now; it would take a while for her to open up. In the meantime, Junior was her only `point of light', the only focus of her pent-up love. So many years of confinement, so many years of containing her love. What Junior was feeling was the fiery focus of her intense need to love and be loved. She had no where else to turn. "At least, she found you. Just think of all the assholes who'd have all ready fucked her, AND fucked her over. You're doing the right thing, Junior. And you know it! I know you believe in God, so you must understand that it's your duty to help her. I would expect that it will be quite a learning lesson for you. Lordy, it would be for anybody. Maybe the first thing you should know is that you are not alone. We're all pulling for you, and for Emily. So don't keep this all to yourself. Talk to me and we'll work thru this together. Ok?" Junior nodded and mumbled his thanks. They sat in silence for a while. Junior felt much better now and was glad to have Patty as a confidant. "Speaking of difficult situations, how did it go at the dress shop yesterday?" Junior asked Patty, remembering her `date' with Charlie the cab driver and her planned return to the dress and lingerie shops they'd been at two days earlier. "Oh, yes. I didn't tell you. Kate, Dean Stevens, Drove me back to the house in time to tell Charlie that I didn't need him. Kate wanted to drive me around. I gave him ten dollars for his efforts." "Did you have to borrow that too?" Junior teased, thinking how she'd taken his twenty dollar bill to give the cabbie when he delivered her dresses the day before. Patty slapped his head lightly and laughed. "You know me too well, Junior! Yes, I had to get it from Kate! Say, I never did give you that twenty back. I'll get it from Bob and give it to you before you leave today. Now, about our friend Ms Smithson!" Patty told Junior that she and Kate had driven over to see Ms.Smithson. Kate knew the shops well. She shopped there often. She'd bought many dresses from Ms. Smithson and agreed that she was a stupid slut. No, she hadn't seen Desserie, but had met other young girls in Ms. Smithson's employ. She also agreed that they appeared to be sex toys of Ms. Smithson's and she had enjoyed the caresses of more than one of them while she shopped there. "I told Kate how pissed I got at Ms. Smithson and she understood my concerns," Patty related to Junior. "Kate assured me that every girl worked for her of their own free will and was over eighteen. Apparently one of her Sorority girls got a job there and loved being submissive to Ms. Smithson. Kate had become worried when she'd heard about it and had Ms. Smithson checked out by a detective. Yes, she was a slut and did keep a girl or two, but all in all, no one was abused or forced against their will. It seems that Ms. Smithson paid very good wages to her girls and that the bonuses for `closing an important deal' or `keeping a customer satisfied' were extremely generous. The Sorority girl had made enough to buy a car, spend Christmas break in Aspen, Easter break in the Caribbean, and the summer break touring Europe, at the same time staying on the honor roll at school dressed in beautiful clothes she got at half off! Not a bad deal for the happy lesbian submissive." Patty explained that they'd gone into Ms. Smithson's shop and Patty had tried on some more clothes, less formal attire, and bought another $400 dollars worth with Kate's help of style and local custom. Kate met Desserie and she knew her as the lusty daughter of one of the English Professors, a member of the informal lesbian group at the University. They'd also gone to visit Patti at the lingerie shop. Kate was a good customer of hers too. Patty had shopped there again and purchased over $500 more of sexy items to show off her body. "Somehow the door got locked and the `Gone to lunch' sign got posted on the door. I had slipped into a silk chemise went to get Kate's opinion when I found her nude on the floor with a naked Patti, sucking each other off!" When they saw Patty standing over them, awaiting a review of the choice in color and style of chemise, they grabbed her and pulled her into their embraces Two hours later, cleaned up from their intermingled sex juices, Patty singed the invoices for everything she'd bought and, explaining that she hadn't found her books from California, couldn't show her the exercises she'd mentioned the day before. As soon as she found her books, she'd be back to help Patti with her huge boobs and too tight bras. The chimes in the carillon pealed, interrupting Patty's story of her day with Kate, letting them know it was time to go. They walked back to the Chem building. "Oh yes, I talked to your Mom again. She asked if Bob and I could stay over tomorrow night. It seem as though your Aunt Louise is coming to town Saturday morning to meet us. She's bringing her daughter Heather and they're staying over Saturday night. Naturally, Bob and I accepted. That's what I was doing in Julie's office all that time. I took the call there and your Mom and I chatted for quite a while. Your Mom let drop some hints, some sexy hints about the weekend. What's with your Aunt Louise?" Junior smiled and whispered to Patty: "She's a sex maniac, just like you! Only she just does girls! Think about it! A weekend with three bi guys, three bi girls, one straight, but tolerant guy, and two lesbians who may be bi! Nine hot, horny folks. Do you think you can handle it?" Patty thought for a minute and giggled. "This would be a bad weekend for you to bring little Emily home!" They both laughed at the idea. When they calmed down, Patty continued. "So, I wasn't hustling your printer girl. I was on the telephone with your Mom!" Patty looked around and made sure they were alone in the stairwell,then whispered: "Her tits looked really good, didn't they?" They smiled and winked to each other, then went to their office. Junior grabbed his books and went to class while Patty sat in front of her PC, visions of nine sexy adults fucking and sucking all weekend. She couldn't concentrate and her pussy kept leaking. She locked up her office and went to find her husband. He just had to know the good news. Maybe he'd fuck her if she showed him her wet pussy! Patty first went to Julie. Julie knew more about what was going on than anybody. Julie sat at her terminal, accessing the State U. database on eighteenth century erotica. She was really turned on! An old girl friend had told her about this rare collection of ancient smut, but she hadn't believed it until now. Her nips were stiff and her pussy was leaking; she hoped no one would disturb her now. This old erotica was getting to her. The manuscript she was reading about nuns and priests seducing young girls was making her clit quiver! "Sister Anne had young Christine bent over the alter, she lift her long skirt exposing the pretty girl's fetching bottom to the eyes of the priests assembled, and pushed her white virginal drawers down her long slim legs. Father Salvador, having picked the short straw today, threw off his heavy robes and approached the quivering hind cheeks of the nubile nymph with his erect member. . . . " "Hi, Julie! How's it going?" Patty asked. Julie jumped at Patty's hello, having been lost in the sexuality of the story she was reading over the Internet. She stood and tried to block the screen from her visitor's eyes, but it was too late. Patty had come in too fast and Julie was too lost in her readings to notice her until she spoke from next to the desk. "So, you're studying the Anonymous Tales of Saint Elmo's Priory," Patty exclaimed. "That's some pretty wild stuff! Oh, I see that you found the Virgin Christine chapters. Just wait until you read the part where she surrenders herself to Mother Elizabeth and her happy dildo nuns. It's great! I think it's one of the very best writings of the era! I always cum hard when I read that!" Patty smiled her best smile at Julie, hoping to set her at ease about her sexuality. Patty spied Julie's wet spot at her crotch and concluded, "It looks like you're about ready to cum with them. I'll leave you now, but first I want to know if you know where my husband is? I need a quick fuck and I knew that you'd know where I could find him. Do you? Do you know where he is?" Julie sputtered and gasped: "He should be in his office right now!" "Good!" Patty replied. "I'm going there now. To get laid! You cover his telephone and I'll let you know when I'm through with him. Ok?" Julie, dumbfounded, muttered "Ok" back and Patty left for her husband's office. End Chapter 28 ***********************My Dear Readers****************************** Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. Do not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul. ***************Thank You For Reading My Story*********************** Mrs.James Wentworth Preston (a Pen Name) Copyright 2000 _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com. 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