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The Affairs (Part 3)
The sounds of other people coming in to the floor shook Sarah from her
lustful daydreaming.  Even though her bosses were out in some convention
in Las Vegas, she couldn't just take it easy. She looked at her computer
and saw that her In Box was overflowing with messages and she attended
to them. Being the Executive Assistant to the 4 owners was a
responsibility she took seriously and efficiently. She had 2 secretaries
under her for all the common secretarial tasks like typing and filing
and she took care of the rest, from contacting the local boards to
setting up their travel arrangements and being privy of the company's
secrets and inner works. One of the results of the confidence their
bosses had on her was that all communications to them were forwarded to
her when they were absent. It was not uncommon for her to be aware of
situations before her bosses.  

She first checked the phone messages, sort them out by importance and
returned the calls that were necessary to return. Then came the faxes;
all of them were low priority so she just filed them in their inboxes
leaving those that had more relevance on top of each desk. Last were the
e-mails and although they usually were the most numerous, they were the
easier to deal with. There were 3 e-mails that held some importance to
the events that were going to happen to her in the near future. The
first one was from the manager of the Computer Systems advising that the
new system was installed and, barring an unforeseen event, they expected
that the company would be fully integrated and interconnected Monday
morning.  The second was from Jerry himself informing that at the end of
business Friday (today) after all the employees had left, he was going
to run a system check all night long and check for malfunctions. He
estimated that he would be done no later than midnight and he would be
leaving first time in the morning. The last e-mail was from Michael. It
was short but said enough.

-'Have you done J? I bet you have not. Go For it.'

He still was at it, damn his kinky mind.  How could he think she would
do something like that? But the truth was she didn't find the idea
repulsive, just the opposite, but it was a moot point, he was leaving
and that would be it. Besides, she was not the forward type; she just
could not approach a man with that kind of intentions, no way.  She put
the thought aside and continued with her work.

The day flew by, unusual for a Friday, and she found herself on her way
down to the lobby. 'Damn' she thought 'Another long miserable weekend
without Michael.' Before stepping outside, she stopped by the security
office downstairs to talk with whoever was in charge about Jerry's
access to the building during the night. She was informed that they were
aware and all considerations were to be given to him so he could finish
his job. She nodded and, after a brief moment of thought, told them that
if anything should happen, they were to call her at home at any time to
keep her informed and then she left.

Forty-five minutes later she was home changed into her jogging outfit
and heading out again. Exercising was her substitute for cold showers
and also a way to keep herself in shape.  She walked to the jogging path
ran by the association and, after doing her warming up exercises, she
started her usual 5 mile run.  Her mind was working on tens of different
things at the same time as she pounded the dirt path. From when Michael
was to come home to remember to send out the check for the electric
bill.  She heard some laughter and turned her head to see 2 kids in dirt
bikes running around as fast as they could and trying to bump into each
other playfully.  Sarah realized an accident was about to happen when
she saw the kids heading straight for another woman jogging with her
back to them and wearing a walkman. She yelled a warning and one of the
kids was able to pull away but the other, although he tried, bumped into
the woman. She was pushed forcefully sending her out of control. She
tried to regain balance but couldn't and fell hitting her left knee and
letting out a scream of pain, Sarah rushed to her assistance and kneeled
besides her. Tears ran down the face of the injured woman as she held
her knees with both hands.
"Are you OK?" Asked Sarah realizing immediately how dumb was the
question. The woman moved her head side to side and continued to hold
her knee and biting her lips to stop from crying.  "Let me have a look"
edged Sarah. The woman let go of her hands and Sarah took a closer look
and examined the knee. It had a nasty scrape that bled some and a bruise
started to form already. "Very slowly, see if you can extend your leg.
If you feel a lot of pain, stop" The woman nodded and slowly extended
her leg almost all the way. Sarah was looking at her face trying to see
any sharp reaction to pain. 
"It is throbbing, but bearable," Said the woman.
"Maybe we should call 911 and take you to a hospital" Replied Sarah.
"I don't think it will be necessary. It is becoming less painful. I'll
just ice it down when I get home" She answered back.
"Where do you live?" Asked Sarah
"At the Townhouses" said she pointing at the other side of the lake.
"Oh God, you are not gonna get three in that condition. I live close by.
Let me fetch my car and I will take you home"
Without waiting, Sarah got up and ran home, she grabbed the key of her
car, got in and drove back to the park. She drove on the lawn, 'Fuck the
association, they can send me a bill later' she thought and stopped by
the woman. She got out, opened the passenger door and helped her get in.
Then closed the door and ran back behind the wheel. She spun the wheels
as she drove off the park and the bottom of the car scraped against the
sidewalk.

"Take it easy" said the woman "I think the emergency is over." Said the
woman smiling.
"Sorry, I guess I am a little nervous." replied Sarah as she eased off
the gas pedal.
"By the way, my name is Rene and I wanna thank you for coming to my
help"
"My name is Sarah and I am glad I was there to help" She replied also
smiling now.

When they reached the Townhouse section, Rene pointed out hers and told
her to pull in the empty parking space next to a Toyota.  Sarah helped
Rene out of the car and told her to lean on her. They walked to the door
and Sarah asked for the key.

"You see that cute stone frog next to the Bromelia? Right under it."
Said Rene.
"Nice, I am sure the burglars will appreciate the favor," said Sarah
jokingly. "Can you hold yourself up while I get the key?"

Rene nodded and rest herself against the door. Sarah bent and reached
for the frog, turned it and found the key. She replaced the frog back to
its original place, raised herself and turned to Rene. For a moment she
could have thought Rene was looking at her 'that way', sexually, the way
Michael did it when he checked her ass, but her face was smiling and
promptly discarded the idea. She opened the door, helped Rene lean
against her and they walked inside.

Once inside Sarah pointed at the couch and Rene nodded. Carefully both
approached the couch and Rene lay down. Sarah picked some pillows and
put them under her knee to relieve any pressure.

"You need to ice that knee down or you will be using a cane soon. Where
is the kitchen?" asked Sarah.
"Right behind you" replied Rene. "And there should be some Ziplock bags
on the drawers somewhere."

Sarah found the kitchen and found the bags on the third drawer she
checked. She went to the fridge and filled the bag halfway with ice and
locked it. She returned to the living room and gently placed the bag on
Rene's knee.

"I hate to be a pain but, Can I ask you one more favor?" Rene pleaded.
"You are not a pain Rene, ask away" replied Sarah smiling.
"There is a bottle of wine in the refrigerator, why don't you grab it,
bring a couple of wine glasses and let us have some. That is the least I
can do to repay you." Said Rene.
"Don't be silly, there is no need for payment of any kind. But I will
accept the glass of wine." Said Sarah as she walked back to the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator and found a bottle of ros , then she looked
around for the glasses and found 2 upside down over a washcloth on the
counter. It was obvious that she either lived with somebody else or she
had a boyfriend or a lover, a single person gets things dirty in ones.
She strolled back to where Rene was, gave her one of the glasses and
poured her the wine, and then she served herself and sat across her on a
nice comfy love seat.

They didn't say a word for a couple of minutes while they savored the
wine. Sarah took the time to look around and notice the living room
decoration. All the sofas were Ethan Allen which explained the confort.
Lamps in great taste but not expensive, a coffee table of what seemed
pine and a thick glass top with crystal figurines of different kinds but
rainbows seemed to be the most common motif. At the far wall she saw an
oil painting depicting a naked woman lying on a couch, as she was
asleep. It was well made and showed professionalism. Sarah got up and
asked Rene if she could take a closer look, she nodded. As she got near
the picture she realized something; the woman on the painting was Rene!
She felt herself blushing furiously, 'How could she be so dumb and not
notice it? She thought 'She is gonna think I am some sort of pervert!'
She turned around and went back to the love seat and took a swallow of
her wine.

"Sarah? It is Ok, I know you didn't know it was me" said Rene with a big
smile in her face.
"How do you know that?" Sarah asked
"I saw your ears blushing all the way here" said Rene and bursted out
laughing.

Sarah joined in realizing how silly the whole situation was and took
another sip of her wine. They started to chat about exercise and jogging
and diets and keeping fit. Rene was a great conversationalist and Sarah
was tired of being alone and not having somebody to talk to and welcomed
the change. They had more wine and time was spent talking about all
those things silly and not that made life pleasant.  By the 5th glass of
wine, Sarah felt her bladder complain. She asked Rene where the bathroom
was and she told her to go upstairs and use the main one since the one
downstairs was in need of fixing. After Sarah was done, she gave a quick
glance around the bathroom and found it lacking of any male touch. No
manly razor, no shaving cream with rest of suds all over it, no
5-year-old toothbrush or any aftershave. On her way back to the living
room she glanced at the main bedroom and saw a 100% female touch in it
with a queen size bed in it and a pink and white bedspread on it. The
second bedroom was transformed into a study and a computer monitor was
on with a screensaver of rainbows. Rene was living alone.

 She went back downstairs and they resumed their talking now going into
her knee and past sport injuries they both suffered. After another sip
of wine, Sarah's eyes landed again, briefly, on the painting. She looked
at Rene again and started to detail her. She was about 5' 7" tall, blond
hair shoulder length, beautiful green eyes with long lashes. Her breasts
had to be at least a C cup and, by the painting, with small aureole and
nice nipples. Her legs were long enough and her whole body was nicely
shaped and fit by the way the muscles looked under the Spandex. She was
attractive and she was shocked to think about her that way. It is not
that she had never wondered about how sex with a woman would be (and it
was one of Michael's favorite fantasies) but she had never felt this
attracted for a woman all of the sudden. They kept on talking but know
Sarah was becoming more and more aware of Rene's attractiveness and she
felt about to blush when she heard the front door being opened.  They
both turned and in comes a woman, dressed in jeans and red blouse, about
Sarah's size, jet-black hair and a Mediterranean look about her. She
stopped halfway in when she saw Sarah and the looked over the couch and
saw Rene laying down with the remnants of the ice still propped on her
knee.
"Oh my God! What happened to you?" asked the woman as she closed the
door and ran over Rene.
"I am Ok, some kids knocked me down when I was out jogging and hurt my
knee some." Replied Rene "Sarah here came to my aid and drove me home
and we been having a glass of wine. Sarah, let me introduce you to my
roommate Gina."
Gina came over Sarah's as she stood up.  She offered her hand and
thanked Sarah. Then she went back to the couch and sat on the edge
facing Rene.

"Are you sure you are OK? You wanna go to a doctor or something? Asked
Gina solicitous. 
"No sweetie, I am fine. Except for a nasty bruise I will me normal"
answered Rene.
"Damn you, you scared the poop out of me when I saw you like that."
Replied Gina with a smile and the she leaned over and kissed Rene gently
in the lips.

Sarah managed to conceal her surprise as all the pieces fell into
place.  The rainbows, one bedroom all female, no aftershave. They were
lesbians. Rene was showing Gina her knee as she told her all the details
on how Sarah took her home and stayed with her.  She gave a smile
indicating approval for the tenderness that Gina displayed and decided
that it was their life and none of her business. She felt a bit awkward
since she had never known lesbians (sure, she suspected of a couple of
girls in college, but it was just that, suspicions) and decided that the
best course of action was to behave as she was till 2 minutes ago. 

"Sarah, I want to thank you again for taking care of Rene." Said Gina.
"Please, don't give it a thought. I was there and I am happy I could
help. Besides, Rene already got me halfway drunk as way of thank you."
Replied Sarah
"Anyway, thanks and I insist you stay with us for dinner. I'll whip us a
salad and will open another bottle of wine" Gina offered.
"I would love to, but I have to get back home. I am all sweaty and need
a shower. Besides I need to be next to the phone in case they call from
work. They are installing a new network and I am the one they will call
in case something happens." Sarah said.
"How about tomorrow night?" Gina countered
"Love, tomorrow night we are going to the gallery opening in SoBe." Rene
reminded Gina.
"Oh yes! I forgot. Ok, tell you what, How about brunch Sunday?" Gina
offered again
"Perfect!" replied Sarah amazed at her reply "I would love to. You want
me to bring anything?"
"Don't you dare!" said Gina "Our treat, just come over and be ready to
spend a lazy day with us."
"Then I will be here Sunday." Said Sarah as she stood up. "Do you have
pen and paper? Let me give you my number. I been known to oversleep on
Sundays"

Gina went over the phone and picked up a notepad and a pen. She
scribbled something in it and tore the page; it was their phone number.
Sarah gave hers in return and told Gina not to be afraid to wake her up.
Sarah waved goodbye to Rene and Gina walked her to the door thanking her
again. They said goodnight and Sarah got in her car, she looked for a
place to put the note but felt nothing was safe and decided to put it
inside her Spandex top. That action felt somewhat erotic and thrilling
and wondered why. As she drove home all sort of thoughts came rushing to
her head and a question stuck in her mind, why she felt a ping of
jealousy when Gina kissed Rene? She couldn't (or wouldn't) answer it.

When she got home, she went straight to the shower. After she was done
she walked back to her room and looked at the time, it was almost 11:30
PM. Time did fly with Rene. She went into her closet and picked a green
silk shirt and put it on. As long as this day was, she was not a bit
asleep. She walked to her living room still thinking about Rene and Gina
and, as she was reaching for the remote control, she noticed the
answering machine light blinking. 'Damn it, I bet it was Michael and I
missed his call' She thought. She pushed the button and heard the
message.

"Mrs. Turner, this is Oswald from JTR security.  Please call whenever
you get home. The time is 8:02 PM."

Now what? Thought Sarah as she dialed JTR's security number from memory.
They picked up after the second ring.

"JTR security, Oswald speaking, how can I help you?"
"Oswald, this is Mrs. Turner, What happened?"
"Jerry Oakland, the guy from IBM, seemed to have run into a problem with
the system." Said Oswald.
"Can you connect me to him?" asked Sarah
"Yes Ma'am, give me a second." 

Sarah was put on hold and then she heard the ringing on the line. After
a minute, Jerry answered.

"Hello?" It was Jerry with a somewhat angered tone of voice.
"Jerry, it is Mrs. Turner, What happened dear?" She asked.
"Oh hi Mrs. Turner. It seems that half the third floor has an
intermittent failure. It must be a loose plug somewhere and I cant seem
to find it." Explained Jerry
"And what do you have to do then?" asked Sarah
"Check every connection make sure they are all fine. Problem is I have
to do it by hand each and everyone."
"Oh lord Jerry, that is the floor with more connections!" exclaimed
Sarah
"Yep, It is gonna be a long night, after that I still have to do the
system check for the whole system" he went on "and then pack my tools
and go to the hotel get my bags and maybe I will catch my flight."
"Jerry, have you had any supper?" Sarah asked
"No Ma'am"
"Are your bags all packed? She asked again.
"Yes, all ready. I wasn't expecting this." He answered
"How long will you take to fix everything? Give me worst case scenario."
"Worst case I'll be here till 6 am." He replied
"Ok, Listen to me. You will go downstairs and ask Oswald at security to
call the car and take you wherever you want to eat. After that, you will
take a 30-minute nap and you will keep on working. And I do mean take a
nap, it will refresh you and you will work faster. I will call the hotel
and have your bags delivered to the building and then I will call the
airline and have you booked on a later flight. I will tell Oswald to
call you a cab and drive you to the airport. Are we clear"
"Yes Ma'am, but you shouldn't..."
"Nonsense Jerry" Sarah cut him off  "You have been doing a great job and
this is the least the company could do.  Now get going and don't try to
pull a fast one, I am gonna call in an hour."
"Yes Ma'am. And thank you for everything" said Jerry 
"You are very welcome Jerry, no get going. Talk to you later."
"Bye and thanks again."

Sarah hung up the phone and went to the studio. She checked the phone
number for the airline and called changing Jerry's reservation for a
flight 2 hours later. Then she called the hotel and asked for his bags
to be delivered to JTR in the next 2 hours and the bill to be sent on
Monday with the extra charges included. After that she helped herself to
a shot of scotch and headed back to the couch to watch some TV but,
before having any of the firewater, she went to the closet and reclaimed
Michael's old wind up alarm clock and set it on time with the alarm to
go off at 5:00 as a precaution in case she fell asleep on the couch. She
turned on the TV and carefully avoided the Premium Cable channels
knowing well that at this hour they would be showing sexy movies and she
did not needed any more encouragement.

The alarm went off like the bells from Hell. Sarah sat up in the couch
startled and confused, till she recognized where she was. The cobwebs of
the dreams were dissipating rapidly in her head as she tried to remember
some confusing images. She had fledging pictures of Michael and Gina
naked in bed and Rene watching with her. Her emotions were contradictory
as she just hated the idea of Michael with another woman but, at same
time, she couldn't deny the wetness between her legs. The TV was on CNN,
which reported some new natural disaster in a far corner of the world;
Sarah picked up the remote control and muted the box. She went over the
phone and called JTR security.

"JTR security, Good Morning. Oswald speaking, how can I help you?"
"Good Morning Oswald, this is Mrs. Turner. How is everything going?"
asked Sarah
"Good Morning Mrs. Turner. I just came down from the third floor. Jerry
found the problem and fixed it and now is running a check of the whole
system." Explained Oswald.
"That is great news. Where his bags delivered?"
"Yes Ma'am, all his stuff is here and he is gonna need it." Chuckled
Oswald
"Why do you say that?" asked Sarah.
"He got all dusty checking the wiring on the ceiling. He looks like a
yellow version of the Pillsbury Doughboy" laughed Oswald.
"Tell you what, Why don't you run upstairs to the 6th floor and check
that the executive locker room is open and tell Jerry he can use the
showers there."
"I will do that Mrs. Turner but, who is gonna lock afterwards? My shift
ends in 20 minutes and nobody will be inside the building. There will be
just the guards outside." Asked Oswald.
"I'll do it" replied Sarah "I have full access to the building and I
will make sure everything is locked down." Said Sarah with the beginning
of a naughty idea creeping in the back of her mind.
"Thank you Mrs. Turner. I will go now and tell Jerry." said Oswald.
"Good, see you in a while" said Sarah and hung up the phone.

'God' she thought. 'Will I have the courage?' She walked to the studio
pondering if she was capable of taking that final step, thinking what
the consequences would be; will she feel guilty afterwards? Will she be
able to face Michael if she felt guilty? What if Jerry rejected her?
What if somebody at the company found out? She sat in front of the puter
and logged in. She had Mail from Michael again and clicked on it. It was
a description of his day and comments about how good the prospects of
the new contract looked and how he missed her and wanted to be with her.
At the end of the message was this line:

-'Did you fuck Jerry yet? Make yourself happy. Fuck him. You have my
blessings.'
-Love Michael.

She clicked on reply and wrote just 3 words:

-'I will try.'

She thought for a moment and them moved the cursor to SEND, after a
second of hesitation, she clicked it. The die was cast.

She ran to the bedroom and went in her closet.  Discarding her silk
shirt she selected a light blue cotton skirt that reached her ankles and
a wide white cotton blouse. For shoes some nice flat sandals that were
comfy. 'No underwear of any kind' she thought 'if nothing happens nobody
will figure I am naked under all this.' She dressed quickly, tied her
hair in a ponytail and applied as little make up as possible and no
perfume. She ran to the foyer where she picked up her purse, the keys of
the car and went outside.
She got in her car and she realized she was trembling, she could barely
insert the keys in the ignition. She took a deep breath and managed to
start the engine. 'Calm down' she told herself 'You have a 99% chance
that nothing will happen.'

As she drove down I-826, she kept on thinking about all the things that
could go wrong. Maybe there will be other people there working early,
maybe he will be ready by the time she got there, maybe he would be gone
altogether. She reached her exit and took it. The tries squealed a bit
and she realized she was speeding and let her foot off the gas.  She
pulled in JTR's parking lot and founded empty. She parked in her
assigned space and got out heading for the door. As she approached the
building she panicked and remembered she didn't check if she had her
magnetic card to open the doors. After some moments of desperation, she
found it and sighed with relief.  She slid the car in the slot and a
green light came alive indicating she could enter. She pushed the door
and walked directly to the security office, it was abandoned. She
checked her watch and saw it was 5:50 am so Oswald may still be roaming
around but ready to go home. She walked then to the elevator bank and
saw that one was on the 6th floor and not moving.  'I will take the
stairs, that way nobody will know I am here just yet.' She thought. She
went up rapidly and reached the floor with her legs shaking. She
realized it was emotion what made her tremble and not the exertion. She
cracked the door open and looked at the halfway and saw nobody. She
slipped in and fast but carefully, got in her office closing the door
behind her. She stood there, not knowing what to do for a couple of
minutes till she heard a voice she recognized as Oswald's saying goodbye
to Jerry. After some seconds, she heard the elevator doors closing and
breathed a bit easier. Another couple of minutes passed and she peeked
out her window where she saw Oswald walking to his car, getting in and
driving away.  Did he notice her car? It didn't matter anyway.

She realized she was still clutching her purse and keys. She chuckled
and lay them on top of her desk. Then she stood still and gave herself
courage to do what she came to do. She walked out of her office and
headed for the executive locker room. The executive locker room was an
idea the owners had when they built the new building where they were
now. Being all of them golf nuts and being so close to the Miami Springs
golf course, they decided it was better to have a locker room with all
the amenities in the building.  She now stepped carefully as she pushed
the locker room door gently. As she got in, she heard the shower
starting to run and a male voice sighing with relief.  She was shaking
all over and had to force herself to keep on.  She saw one of Jerry's
bags open and pushed on; finally she reached the showers. The shower
rooms was designed lwith wide stalls and even had movable stainless
steel seats so anybody could just sit and let the jets hit you and
massage the muscles.  Sarah kept and she felt as the whole world was in
slow motion; the noise of the shower kept getting strong as she walked
by the line of lockers and her heart was racing out of control. The
lockers ended, she turned and there he was, she gasped.  Jerry was under
the shower, his hands against the wall as the water hit him and rolled
off him, his head hanging down and eyes closed. Sarah could see how
deeply tanned he was, a surfer or at least somebody who enjoyed the
beach a lot by the tan line on his ass. "Damn," she thought "he must use
a tiny bikini at the beach." As she visually seized his ass, she
suddenly felt the urge to bite it. She looked on, absorbing every detail
of the young man's body; she could see his cock dangling in between his
legs and was happy to see it would be long enough.

Finally she regained sense on where she was and what she had came to do.
She got off her sandals, pulled down the skirt and undid her blouse
carelessly tossing it aside. She advanced silently towards Jerry, still
motionless in the shower as he had fallen asleep. Her cunt was now
unashamedly wet and ready, she wanted him and she was gonna get him. She
stepped in the stall quietly, amazed that he hadn't heard her yet and
she finally just put her arms around his waist feeling for the first
time in over a decade another man's naked body besides her husband, the
feeling was good.

Jerry leapt from her arms and slammed against the far end of the wall in
shock. Sarah could see him blinking as he wiped the water off his face.
His eyes wondered up and down her body and, after a moment of fear, she
saw his uncircumcised cock starting to rise.

"Mrs. Turner....what..when..wh..." he stuttered.
"Shhhhh!" said Sarah as she approached him again, "Call me Sarah."
"Mrs. T... I mean Sarah, What do you want?" asked Jerry as he covered
his cock.
"I think it is pretty clear Jerry, Isn't it?" she replied as she went
down on her knees.

Sarah took his hands away and released the cock.  6 beautiful inches of
young flesh was waving in front of her face and she felt her mouth
salivating at the thought of taking it. She was gonna give this young
pup an experience he would never forget. She grabbed his cock in one
hand and looked up. Jerry's eyes were wide open looking at her as his
face contorted in pleasure.

"Now Jerry, we are gonna set some ground rules" said Sarah as she
lovingly stoked his cock.
"Uhmmm, yesss Ma'am." Answered him in obvious delight
"First, this never happened. If anybody finds out, I am out of the job
and I don't want that. I have a very jealous, very armed husband that
would take it personally that a young stud such as yourself took
advantage of his poor innocent wife, Are we clear?" explained Sarah
before taking a long lick of the cock.
"Oh God! Yes!" he moaned loudly.
"Second, I am in charge. You do what I say and I don't wanna hear any
complains." She said giving the head a quick, tight squeeze.
"Whatever you say Mrs. Turner, I'll do anything you say." He replied and
immediately yelped as Sarah tightened her grip on his cock.
"Call me Sarah or you don't get anything else." She warned.
"Yes Ma'am" he said obediently.
"Now, turn around and spread your legs." Ordered Sarah releasing his
cock. "And turn off the water."

He did as bid and she admired his ass and legs. Her hands started to
caress them, feeling every shaking muscle, every crevice. She reached
his ass and started to kiss one cheek and then the other as she slid one
hand in between his legs and scratched his scrotum gently. She finally
gave in and gave him a good bite on his left ass cheek, enough to leave
a mark. He tightened up as he felt her teeth sinking in but never
complained but for a quick gasp. Sarah then turned him around again and,
without words, opened her mouth and took his cock in. She felt it hot
and pulsating as it went in and in her mouth. He was thinner than
Michael was and finally, after a long time doing without it, she had the
head of a cock way in the back of her mouth.  Her lips closed around it
and she withdrew her mouth slowly, tongue swirling the underside and the
lips feeling the veins.  Finally the lips felt the edge of his head and
she stopped for one sec and moved her head down again repeating the
process. She kept her mouth ride of his cock and went deeper till her
nose was buries in the deep blond bush of his pubic hair, his cock now
had reached her throat and he moaning much louder. Sensing that he was
reaching the point of no return, she held grabbed a hold of his thighs
and pumped furiously with her mouth. She heard Jerry mumbling "faster,
faster" and knew he was close; she let one hand reach under his balls,
found his asshole and started to play with it. This was all the extra
attention that Jerry needed and warned he was about to cum. Sarah felt
his cock bucking and shoved her middle finger up Jerry's asshole making
cry in delight as his sperm exploded inside her mouth. The amount was
amazing and she found herself backing up a bit to swallow with his
flood. It was so nice and warm and tasty that Sarah almost came in
delight. She kept sucking him till she felt him soften up and let it go.
She took time savoring what was left of his young cum and the swallowed.
Jerry's legs gave away and he slid down the wall and sat on the floor
spent; his breathing was short and deep and his face was flushed. She
looked at him and saw that lust was flooding his eyes, he wanted more
and she was willing to give it. She stood up and, ignoring the soreness
in her knees extended an inviting hand to Jerry. He took it and got up
and followed her lead to the line of lockers.

"Now Jerry, I want you to be a good boy and lay down on your back on the
bench." Said Sarah as she pointed to the long narrow bench that runs
parallel to the lockers. Jerry obeyed quickly and Sarah walked up to his
head and, raising a leg, straddled him with her pussy above his mouth.
"Good boy, now I am gonna lower myself and I want you to eat me." She
instructed and saw Jerry nodding with anticipation. She lowered herself
till she felt his awaiting tongue and let him start on her pussy. He was
young all right; he attacked her pussy like a dog drinking out of his
bowl.
"Hold on there lover, this is not a stamp you are licking," she
commanded "Let me tell you step by step what do I want and you better do
it right. First, just the tip of your tongue, slowly from top to bottom
and stop at the clit."
She felt Jerry's tongue replicating her commands, it reached down and
started to drag itself opening her vaginal lips, dipping in some and
landing on her clit, she shivered.
"Oh yes!" she exclaimed "very good, now circle around my clit with your
tongue" He did and she, moaned in response "Oh God Jerry, like that, God
it feels so good. Now tongue-fuck me Jerry, do it."
He didn't need to be told twice, his tongue became a squirming miniature
dildo exploring the inside of her pussy.
"Mmmmmm!" Sarah moaned in delight "Oh you are such an accomplished
student. Keep at it."

Sarah's legs were trembling in a combination of lust and strain. That on
itself was adding to her whole experience, but she felt she was gonna
have trouble holding up that position for much longer.

"Now baby, pay attention. I want you to use your lips to suck on my clit
and then, when you have it in your mouth, I want you to lick it nice"
She instructed once more.

She felt a flash of pleasure as Jerry captured her hard clit in his lips
and sucked it tight. When his togue started to work on it, she felt her
legs about to give up and leaned forward over Jerry and propping her
hands against the empty bench space past his head. 

"Yes Baby... it feels so fucking good! Now do it all again and don't you
dare to stop!" she said with her voice quivering.

Jerry became a man possessed. Tongue and mouth repeating the lessons
just learned. He placed his hands on Sarah's ass and pushed her even
lower. Every time he sucked on her clit, it sent waves of pleasure all
over Sarah's body and the tide of an orgasm were starting to build.
Aware of this, she completely lowered her pussy on Jerry's face and
started to hump his mouth. It didn't take long and, after a few seconds,
Sarah lost herself in the throbbing orgasm that awaited her. It was
almost painful in pleasure as the contractions of her pussy reached her
abdomen. They finally subsided and she slid back and off Jerry with
insecure steps. She saw that his face was glistening with her juices; he
sat up and she leaned over and kissed him. His tongue tasted like her
and she sucked it; then she licked his face clean of her essence.

She sat on the bench facing him. His cock was hard again (God bless
young studs.) And she could barely keep herself from going after it
again. The bench felt hard and uncomfortable under her and she thought
about poor Jerry laying in it as he ate her. She saw Jerry's hands
reaching for her breasts and she presented them to him. When he touched
her, she felt a spark going from each nipple into her chest; She took
his hands in hers and showed him wordlessly what she wanted him to do.
Her eyes went back again to his cock and she wanted it, now. She took it
in her hands once more and asked him.

"Jerry my love, do you want to fuck me?" She asked
"Yes" replied Jerry, his voice hoarse with desire.
"You want your cock fucking my pussy so bad, don't you loverboy?" Sarah
teased him as she stroked him
"Yes!" was his urged response

She stood up without letting his cock go he followed suit as she led him
back to the shower stall. Once there, she leaned against the tiled
surface of the stall wall and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"I want you to fuck me standing up." she said, "You know what to do?"
"I never done it. I have seen it in movies, but never done it" was his
answer.
"Well, you just put your hands under my ass, help me up and I will do
the rest" she instructed.

Jerry bent his knees and placed his hands under Sarah's ass as she
grabbed on tighter to his neck. With a quick pull, he raised her and she
wrapped her legs around his waist. She let go one hand off his neck and
guided his cock swiftly in her aching cunt. They both moaned as the cock
slid easily into Sarah's oil-like pussy.  The she whispered in his ear
'Fuck me' and he started to slam his hips against her. The tiles felt
cold on Sarah's back as Jerry's cock cruised in and out of her. She was
holding on to a wild crazed animal that was fucking her without relief
and heard him and herself moaning and cussing and pleading for more. 
Sarah was lost; concentrating only on the pleasure this strange cock was
giving her.  She lost track of time and space, she only felt that live
animal invading her cunt and making it ache with lust. 
The orgasm hit her in total surprise.  She screamed his name at top of
her lungs and started to shave violently squeezing her legs around his
waist trying to get his cock deeper inside. Her nails dug on his back
and she bit his neck trying to ride wave after wave of orgasmic impacts.
She finally let loose and her legs unwrapped themselves off his waist.
He gently lowered her on to the floor but she had to lean against him or
fall like a rag doll. She felt something running down her legs and
realized Jerry had cum and she didn't even noticed. She looked at his
satisfied face and softening member and confirmed her finding. She was
amazed that she didn't even feel him cumming.

"Well Jerry, why don't you help me shower and we get us ready to get out
of here?" said Sarah as she turned the water back on.  He was a
solicitous helper and his hands felt good with suds all over her body.
They finished and stepped out and her then dried her with fresh towels.

As they walked back to where she had left her clothes, Sarah reminded
him:

"Now, remember our agreement. This was a once in a lifetime thing. We
will never do it again even if we ever see each other." She warned as
she picked up her clothes and got dressed. 
"Yes I understand. Don't worry Sarah, nobody will ever find out and I
wont even think of approaching you." He replied "Although I have to
confess, you were the best sex I ever had."
"Well thank you Jerry, I am flattered" She said "But I bet the next girl
that falls in your hands will go crazy with your newly acquired talents.
That I promise you."

She saw him put on blue cotton briefs and sighed internally at the
disappearance of his cock. As he was about to get in his jeans, she
said:

"Now, I am gonna leave and I want you to wait at least 20 minutes before
calling a cab." Said Sarah as she looked at her watch "You have plenty
of time, it is barely 7:22 and your plane does not leave till 9:00"

She checked herself in a mirror and saw that her hair was all wet.
'Damn' she thought 'I should have thought about a hat or something.' She
turned around, walked over Jerry, kissed him, gave his groin a grip one
last time and, without saying goodbye, she left.

End of part 3

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