Message-ID: <27729asstr$976068607@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@slb7.atl.mindspring.net> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: {The Blatant Spic} <blatantspic@hotmail_noSpam.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <3A2D4A79.98E2EC5D@hotmail_noSpam.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-Server-Date: 5 Dec 2000 20:03:35 GMT X-Accept-Language: en Subject: {ASSM} The Affairs, Part 3 (MF Date: Tue, 5 Dec 2000 21:10:07 -0500 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/Year2000/27729> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, gill-bates DISCLAIMER: This is a story about sex between adults for adults ONLY. If you are not an adult or if your City, County, State, Country or Planet has laws against the reception and/or transmission of adult material, CEASE TO READ NOW! 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. 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