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*******************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
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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
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***************Thank You For Reading My Story***********************
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(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
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