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Mrs. James Wentworth Preston - Chapter 47 - Sweaty Workout

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Story Prolog <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
My name is Justine and my stories are about my family and friends.  My 
husband of 20 years James and I live in small-town USA.  We were just 
made rich from an IPO at his company, Preston Industries.  We have two 
great kids and enjoy wonderful, sexy times with them:  Junior, he's 
nineteen and goes to College, and Maryann, she's eighteen years old 
and just finished high school.  She's just laying around our pool this 
summer getting a nice all over tan. James and I think she needs a job 
but, so far, no luck!

In this story, it's Monday morning at our house and Billy Joe, Preston 
Corp.'s security manager, makes coffee for Junior and gives Maryann a 
special wake-up treat.  Junior goes to school and his girl Emily shows 
him some sexy exercises at the gym.  Later on Junior propositions the 
Dean's secretary, Julie.

I hope you enjoy the story.  If you missed any previous chapters, 
you'll find them in the archive at ASSTR.  If you have difficulty in 
finding them, send me a note and I'll give you some simple search 
instructions.
>>>>>>>>>>>> Thanks for reading my stories <<<<<<<<<<<<<
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Mrs. James Wentworth Preston <<<<<<<<<<<<

Mrs James Wentworth Preston

Chapter 47

Sweaty Workout


"Aaaaaaooohhhhhhh" Junior groaned as he stretched his big frame
when he awoke that Monday morning.  Surprisingly, he was in his
own bed.  Smiling to himself, he remembered how he'd had to pull
a Maryann, meaning stomping his foot, to make his Mom realize
that the *wasn't* going to sleep that night between she and Dad.
 After they finished their ice cream run in Billy Joe's Suburban,
Maryann said good night and took Billy Joe right up to her room.
Mom was beginning to insist that he shouldn't be alone; that he
should sleep with his loving Mom and Dad.  Junior had to refuse
several times before he stomped his foot like Maryann to make his
point.

"Mom, I'm tired," he'd told her.  "Tomorrow morning is going to
arrive all too soon.  I've got a long day in front of me. 
Remember, I've got to confess to Emily over dinner.  Please
understand that I need my sleep."  *Stomp*

Junior chuckled a little as he thought how effective the stomp
had been.  Also effective was sleeping in his own bed - alone! 
He stretched again and decided that he needed to workout in the
school weight room today!  If he could, before lunch.  'Oh yes,'
he remembered.  He had to pack good pants, a shirt, and shoes for
the dinner with Emily.  He may as well pack a sports bag for a
workout too.

Fighting the urge to lay back for a 'few' more 'winks'. Junior
literally launched himself out of bed and into the bathroom.  He
decided not to shave; he'd do that when he got ready for his date
with Emily later on.  He used the toilet, brushed his teeth, and
showered.  After toweling dry, he brushed his hair, put on his
regular old baggy terry cloth shorts, and went down stairs to get
the coffee started.

Surprise, surprise!  Someone had all ready made the coffee! 
Junior got a cup, splashed in some milk, and filled the cup with
hot, fresh coffee.  He'd been drinking coffee for several years
and still wasn't sure if it was the smell or taste of fresh
coffee that he preferred more.  He took a satisfying first sip
and began to look around to see who'd made it.

Naturally he found Billy Joe sipping coffee and munching on
cookies out on the patio.  Of course, it had to have been Billy
Joe.  Junior was always the first up in his family; only someone
not in the family would get up earlier than him.

"Hey Billy Joe!" Junior called out as he went out onto the patio
with his coffee.  "Good morning!  Did you sleep well goodbuddy?"

"Oh yes!" he replied.  "Good morning to you!  It looks like it's
going to be a beautiful day!  Just listen to those birds!"

"Oh shit!" Junior exclaimed.  "Just look at that pool!  I'd
better get the pump on and test the water.  All that sex in the
pool yesterday will really knock it's pH off!" 

"Man, you're right." Billy Joe agreed.  "Look how low the water
is.  I can help with that.  I'll get the hose."

After Billy Joe started the water, he learned from Junior how to
check the water pH.  They ran the tests and Junior showed him
where they kept the chemicals and how much to use.  Soon they
were back to their coffee and munching on some cookies to the
noise of the pool pump.  The pump motor had been encased in it's
own sound-deadening box several years before, but it still
rumbled enough to mask out the chirps of the birds at the
birdbath.

"It was quite a weekend, wasn't it?" Junior asked Billy Joe.

"Yes, quite a weekend," Billy Joe agreed.  "Actually, before you
came out, I was sitting here trying to list all the fucking I
did.  I first tried to count all my cums, but that was
impossible.  After lunch on Saturday, I came at least five times
with Heather; only God knows how many times with Maryann and your
Mom.  Then there was Patty!  God, what a fine, smart, sexy woman.
 Anyway, instead I tried to make a mental list from Friday
afternoon through to Sunday evening.  I can't even do that!"

Junior laughed and clapped Billy Joe on the back.  "That happens
all the time to me when we have these weekend orgies.  This one
was different because the number of participants kept changing! 
I'll tell you what you might do.  Get a blank book and start a
journal.  Not a log or a diary, just a simple journal where you
write highlights of your days.  Start with the IPO party where
you and Maryann first got it on.  Mostly you just note the event
and let your memory fill in the details.  Same with this weekend.
 Note your date with Maryann; the limo, the flowers, the
restaurant, and Maryann's strip on the patio.  Then note Louise
and Heather's arrival on Saturday, perhaps your session with
Patty, and so on for the weekend.  You're right!  There's no way
you can detail all the sex that went on."

"I think that's a good idea!" Billy Joe replied.  "But I must
make a note about my first Blowjob and my first Assfuck.  Those
were magical firsts!  Also, my fuck with Kelly and Sylvia.  Those
are two incredible women."

"Oh, I'd forgotten." Junior said.  "How do you feel now about
your newly found bi-sexuality?"

"Okay!" Billy Joe reflected.  "I feel good about it.  No remorse.
 No regrets.  I'm glad it did it.  My ass doesn't even hurt.  You
did a good job on me buddy!  I'm just wondering when I'll first
see a man's ass and get hot for it?"

They both laughed and Junior warned him, "If you do get the hots
for someone's butt, don't forget to get James', Sylvia's,
Kelly's, or Steve's health approval of him or her *before* you
poke that fat cock of yours between someone's sweet cheeks. 
Remember, we're all counting on you to practice safe sex. 
However, if you just get the hots for anyone, I'm always
available for your lusty cock.  Up my ass or in my mouth, or you
sucking me or letting me fuck you.  Anytime you're ready for me,
just let me know.  I'll be pretty busy this week, but I would
like to spend some time with you *alone* before I go on vacation.
 Okay?  Can we make a tentative date for sometime this week. 
Maybe Friday or Saturday night when Maryann's partying on
campus?"

"Yeah sure!  I'd like that!"

"Speaking of a busy week," Junior added, "I've got a busy day
ahead.  I'll call you as soon as the brokerage house account is
ready.  You can call Maryann and coordinate this end.  Once you
have the account number and transfer instructions, try it
yourself.  If it works for you, pass the info on to Kelly and
Sylvia.  Ask around for a corporate lawyer and I'll ask at
school.  Let's try to set up a couple of interviews this week;
tomorrow, the next evening, or on Thursday.  Accountants too. 
We'll need to have a CPA firm to assist us.  Check around.  I'll
talk to Bill about them.

"Good plan, Junior.  I think we can get it done."

"Oops, I'd better get hopping." Junior told Billy Joe.  I've got
to pack for my 'confession date' tonight.  Are you leaving right
away?  No?, good.  I'll be down in a little bit and we can have
some breakfast together.  Mom will be up and she likes to make me
breakfast.  Talk sweet to her and maybe she'll make your
breakfast too!"

Junior went into the house and called back to Billy Joe, "Keep
and eye on that pool water level.  Don't let it over-fill."

Junior went up to his room and Billy Joe decided that the pool
was filled to its proper level.  He turned the water off and
coiled up the hose.  He checked the water again with the test kit
as Junior had shown him.  All the indicators were in the safe
range.  As he put away the test kit, Billy Joe remembered what
Junior had told him about Maryann needing a good morning fuck
everyday.  With a gentle smile and a stiffening cock, he went
into the house, up the stairs, and into her bedroom.  He opened
the drapes a little to let some sunshine in through the sheers. 
The light lit up Maryann's nude body laying on the bed.  Her
blond hair surrounded her face like a halo as she slept.  The top
sheet had been kicked down and her exposed nipples were soft on
the tips of her fine breasts.  Her shaved pussy lips weren't wet
or engorged with blood, the super-charged clitoris was withdrawn
and hidden.

Billy Joe sighed in appreciation of her beauty.  He wondered if
he should start with her feet or the top of her head.  He
couldn't decide and just leaned over and began to kiss, lick, and
suck on her gorgeous breasts.  It didn't take too long before the
nipples were stiff and his ministrations had the aureoles puffy
with desire.

"Good morning darling!" Maryann moaned as she pulled his mouth to
hers.  They kissed hotly and Billy Joe felt Maryann's hand slip
inside his shorts to caress his stiff prick.  "Oh baby!  Such a
nice cock!  It's going to feel so good when you shove it up my
tight pussy!  Ah!  Ah!  Ah!  Yes!  That's it!  Diddle my clit! 
Get me nice and wet for you!  Hmmmmmmmmmm!  Oh my sweet Billy
Joe!  Come on!  Get on top of me and give me a nice fuck!"

Billy Joe stalled by returning back to her tits; kissing and
licking them.  Sucking the conical nipple into his mouth to lash
at it sexily, he teased her pussy more with two fingers pumping
in and out, hitting her G-spot as his palm mashed her clitoris.

"Oh God Billy Joe!  I'm going to cum!  Oh, oh, oh!  Yesssssssss!"
 Maryann shook and shivered through her cum.

Billy Joe was becoming like Junior, he enjoyed fucking Maryann
while she was in the middle of her cums.  It just seemed that she
was much more responsive and her clasping, grabbing cunt muscles
felt so good!  He pushed his shorts off as he sucked her nipples
and diddled her clit.

"Oh my sweet darling, come on and fuck me.  Please?" Maryann
pleaded as she danced her naughty fingers up and down his cock,
pausing only to tease his balls in their tight sac.

Billy Joe couldn't take any more and quickly moved between
Maryann's wide spread legs.  She held onto his erection and
guided it to her very wet vagina.  Billy Joe needed no
instructions.  When Maryann pulled her hands back, he gently
eased his cock into her waiting warmth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooo!" Maryann sighed.  "That's nice!"

"Oh yesssssss!" Billy Joe agreed.

He'd been fucking Maryann for nearly a week now, easily they've
had over thirty fucks during that time.  It had been a puzzle to
him, but now he was sure that she did something special with her
pussy during copulation.  Like now; her inner cunt muscles
rippled and squeezed his cock.  Sure, other pussies did the same
thing, only not as strong, not as tight.  Then, as soon as he
started to move out, her hips lifted naturally, forcing him to
pull out more, internally mashing his prostrate.  She didn't just
lift up her hips, she swiveled them.  His cock poked around
inside her clasping love tunnel, making the feelings on the head
of his cock exquisite!

It must felt good for her because she kept crying out her
pleasure.  "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she moaned as her slim
frame quivered through her orgasm.  "That's so nice Billy Joe! 
It feels so good!"

Nothing like a woman's approval of a man's sexual prowess can
make him try to do more to please her.

"You've got to cum now darling.  Come on and fuck me hard; fuck
me until  you cum!  Cum for me honey, fill me with your hot cum!
Fuck me Billy Joe.  Fuck me NOW and CREAM me!  Do it!  FUCK ME
BILLY JOE!"

It wasn't even a moments hesitation or a conscious thought of not
doing what she asked, what she'd demanded!  Billy Joe slammed his
swollen cock into her again and again.  It may have looked wild,
looked disjointed.  It was everything but.  Maryann's cunt and
hips controlled every thrust, every hip roll, every thrilling
second of the copulation.  After ten years of loving fucking, it
came natural to her now.  She used her pussy muscles to suck out
his cum, twisting and humping up to him.  They were moving as one
now.  Her arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him as close
to her as possible, her PC muscles grabbing his piston-like cock
with a firm resolution to pull out all his cum.

Maryann wasn't out of control here; she decided to try something
she'd learned from her Uncle Bob.  It was a sort of double-clutch
up-hump.  She'd lift up with Billy Joe, sagged a little when he
got to the top, then swiveled her hips as she snapped her pussy
up and grabbed his prick with her strong PC muscles, milking down
his cock.  The first time she did it, Billy Joe gasped out loud.
The second time, he clamped his eyes closed so tight that he saw
stars.  The third time, his cock exploded with his cum.

"Sweet Mother of God!" Billy Joe cried as he slammed his spurting
cock as deep into Maryann's pussy as he could, pushing her ass
deep into the mattress.  Again and again, with each hot spurt of
cum, Billy Joe slammed into Maryann.  She wasn't trying her
double-clutch up-hump anymore, she had her heels in the air and
her nails digging into his back as she rocketed into a massive
orgasm.  Each splash of cum against her cervix was like another
exploding fireworks in her head.

Soon it was all over for Billy Joe.  He rolled off Maryann and
held her softly while she came down from her monster climax. 
Next door, through the connecting bathroom, Junior heard the two
lovers cum, smiled, and made a small mark in the air as a tribute
for Billy Joe being a smart guy.  He'd remembered to give his
Sister a good morning fucking.  'Okay for Billy Joe!' he thought.
Speaking of fucking, Junior's cock was feeling good and ready for
it's ass fuck with his Mom.

Junior grabbed his garment bag and sports duffel, taking them
downstairs with him.  He set them down and suddenly realized he'd
forgotten his shaving kit.  He dashed back up stairs and into the
bathroom.  It was full of steam from the shower where Billy Joe
was cleaning up after his sex romp with Maryann.

"Sorry Buddy," Junior said as he let in the cold air.  "I forgot
my shaving stuff."

Billy Joe looked out at him around the shower curtain and told
him, "Take what ever you need.  The only thing I can't give is
cum.  Your Sister took every drop I had!"

Junior laughed and told him he'd see him downstairs.  Back down
he went and found that it was a still little early for his Mom to
rise.  So he got another cup of coffee and brought in the
newspaper from the front porch.  Out on the patio again, he
turned off the pool pump before he sat and read the morning
paper.  The front page headline read "High Heat Takes High
Toll!".  The story was about Sunday's excessive temperatures and
how several folks had come down with heat stroke.  'Yeah, it was
really hot here too,' he thought.  'But the only strokes here
were sexual!'  Junior grinned at his cleverness.

"What are you grinning at?" Billy Joe asked as he came out with
another cup of coffee and joined Junior at the patio table.

Junior showed him the headline on the paper and repeated his
thought about sexual strokes.  They laughed together and then got
quiet as they read the paper.

"Well good morning, you two!" Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
greeted her son and her Daughter's lover.  "It looks like another
beautiful, hot day."

The two guys agreed with her and accepted happily when she
offered them breakfast.  Soon she had the eggs poached, the grits
hot and creamy, the toast buttered, and the orange juice and cold
milk poured and waiting.  The moved to the dining area and ate. 
Justine sat with them, talking about getting ready to go to
Hawaii.  She was going to spend the day shopping.

"I'd like to make a suggestion," Billy Joe said.  "Pack lightly,
you can buy whatever you might need in the islands, and take an
empty suitcase to hold all those things you buy when you're
there.  I went there on my honeymoon and we had to buy another
suitcase to carry home all the inexpensive stuff they sell that
you cannot buy on the mainland.  My wife had three bags and only
use a third of the clothes she brought.  My advice, take a
swimsuit or two, a few tops, a few pairs of shorts, a summer
dress, and some sandals and tennis shoes for walking.  Don't
forget a rain hat; some areas get a lot of rain.  It's no real
problem, it's warm and nice.  It just is a pain to get your hair
and face wet."

Justine considered that and before she knew it, Billy Joe had
cleared his plate, glasses, and silverware.  He took them into
the kitchen, rinsed them, and loaded them into the dishwasher. 
Back again, he said his good byes.  He had to go home to get his
'office' clothes on for work.

"Thank you so much for everything Justine and please tell James
I'll see him at work.  I all ready said good bye to Maryann and
Junior, I'll talk to you soon.  You've got my wireless phone
number?  Good, use it.  This new job has everything but an office
for me.  Sylvia says it's in the plans for the new construction,
but for now I make do with the wireless telephone."  He hugged
Junior and kissed Justine sweetly on the cheek as he left.

Junior carried his dishes into the kitchen, rinsed them, and
loaded them into the dishwasher, as had Billy Joe.  Justine came
to him and snuggled into his arms while her hand slid into his
pants to play with his hardening cock.

Junior dropped his hands to his Mom's ass and played with it
through her light house dress.  They kissed warmly and only broke
apart so that she could move to the sink so she could look out
the open window.  Justine spread her legs and arched her butt out
as she bent over the sink.  Junior pulled up his Mom's rear hem
and lay it on her back, baring her luscious ass.  He dropped his
pants, stepped out of them, and brought his cock head to her
glistening anus.  She was holding her butt cheeks apart, giving
her Son easy access to her ass hole which she'd lubricated a
little while before for exactly this encounter.

"Oh my darling Son," Justine groaned as Junior pushed his cock
head through her anus and into her rectum.  "That feels sonice!"

Junior kept pushing until he was all the way into his Mother's
ass.  He paused and enjoyed her tight rectum.  Although they did
this every morning, he still couldn't believe how wonderful it
felt.  Justine felt the same way.  It was an intimate act that
they seemed to be unable to do without.  It hung heavy on their
minds that for a whole week after Junior and Maryann returned
from Hawaii, they'd be apart and not able to share this daily ass
fuck.

As was their routine, Junior began to slowly move.  Out a bit,
then back in.  Out a little more, then slowly back in.  Again and
again, he moved in and out.  When Justine began to rock her hips
and roll her ass around his cock, Junior slowly began to move
faster and faster.  The goal was to make them both get cums from
this sex act.  Usually Justine came first, with Junior quickly
cumming as he felt her rectal muscles ripple with her climax. 
Sometimes they didn't both cum, but, after all these years ass
fucking each morning, they normally both came.  Junior was
waiting for his Mother to signal him that she was getting close,
which she usually did by telling him so.  Then he'd get his ass
in high gear and slap fuck her good, just like she wanted it.

"Oh my sweet, sweet boy!  You're making me cum!" Justine moaned.

Junior began his fierce hard fucking of his Mom's ass and it
quickly put her over the edge.  He felt her rectal muscles grab
his cock and a powerful ripple move up and down his cock, making
him cum too.  The first spurt of hot sperm jet out and
super-heated the deepest part of her insides.  Justine's orgasm
spiraled up into a higher place and her girl juices flowed gently
out of her vagina down the insides of her legs.

"Junior!" Justine gasped as a powerful climax raced through her.
"I love  you!"

Junior slowly pulled his cock back through her tight, rippling
rectal muscles and then slammed back in to spurt another hot cum
shot into his Mom's deep insides.  She shivered as another wave
of her orgasm roared through her and her inner muscles rippled
and tightened against Junior's slowly retreating cock.  Again
Junior slapped in and again Justine climaxed.  Again and again he
slap fucked her upturned ass, jetting his cum and zooming Justine
into cum after cum.  Soon it was all over and Junior's cock
shrank until it popped out of Justine with a dribble of cum. 
Junior kissed his Mother in a very un-son like way.

"Thanks Mom.  You were great, as usual.  I love you.  I've got to
go.  I'll see you after my dinner date.  Bye!"

Junior, carrying his bags and sack lunch, went out and fired up
his heap, as he called it.  He hadn't run his car all weekend and
it ran ruggedly for a while.  He couldn't wait for it to warm up
so he got it in reverse and then down the alley, on the way to
the University.  As he drove, he though about his promised new
car.  He'd talked to Bill, Steve, and Bob about cars.  Also to
Billy Joe and his Dad.  They all encouraged him to get what he
wanted, but not to be extravagant.  The idea of a Jeep Wagoneer
seemed to be the most popular solution.  Only he wasn't sure if
he could get a bench seat in the front and he was a little
worried about the roll-over factor.  Billy Joe's Suburban had
bench seats and there was no roll-over problem, but it was just
so damn huge!  What he needed to do was to visit a car dealer or
two.  Maybe tomorrow afternoon, he and Emily could go to the
three dealerships around the college town and look at cars.  She
did say that she wanted a car herself, didn't she?

Junior suddenly laughed and realized that Emily might not be
speaking to him tomorrow!  She might call him a liar, a pervert,
a sex fiend, and slap his face!  Then again, she might not!  She
might giggle and sit on his lap, take his hand and put it inside
her blouse, massage his cock with her soft ass cheeks, and beg
him to fuck her ass, since she wasn't yet on contraceptive.

Junior though about her sweet lips and mouth and how'd she sucked
him off.  He remembered her freshly shaved pudenda, her sexy
labia, her hot vagina, and her cute clit!  He remembered how
sweetly she'd cum on his tongue and how sexy she'd sounded. 
Junior was on a roll now, fantasizing about all sort of sex
things he wanted to do with Emily.

All too soon, he was at the campus and then rolling to a stop in
staff parking behind the Chemistry Building.  He left his car
windows down, it was going to be a hot day, and happily jogged up
the steps into the back stairwell of the building with his
clothes and lunch.  He went up two steps at a time and went to
the office he shared with Patty.  He unlocked, hung his clothes
on a hook behind the door, set his lunch on his desk, and got out
the lab schedules for the week that he'd printed the previous
Friday.  He carried it with him and went to the labs to get them
ready for the day's students.

**************************************

Up at the Doctors Wentworth's home, Bob and Patty were taking an
early morning swim before coming to campus.  They'd slept like
rocks overnight, exhausted from the nearly forty eight hours of
non-stop sex.  On the way home last evening they'd discussed the
weekend orgy.  They agreed that it had been fun and that they'd
do it again if asked.  They even thought about hosting one of
their own in their own house and pool.  Certainly after the
'fucking' gardens were put in.  Then they'd have another acre and
a half to party in.  They also agreed that they should have
stayed the night at the Prestons and driven home in the early
morning.  They were exhausted and had to keep talking to each
other to stay awake to drive home.

Again, this morning, they talked about the sex party at the
Prestons.

"Bob, could you believe the sex energy we got from the White
Flower herb?" Patty asked her husband.  "After lunch on Saturday,
Billy Joe and I kept fucking and fucking.  He never lost his
hard-on and I never stopped cumming!  That stuff is incredible. 
Who has a spectral scanner on campus.  I just got to find out
what's in that stuff!"

"They have one in the Biology Lab.  That would be Dean Stevens. 
You know, Kate?"

"Oh yes, the lady up the road with the nice garden and the cute
house pets!"

"Right.  But be careful about what you tell her about the herb. 
Tell her you got it from a friend who said it would help with
menstrual cramps, or something innocent like that.  There's
always ads in the school paper for quack medicine for relief of
women's problems.  If you tell her it's a sex stimulant, she's
liable to get her gang of lesbians to lay waiting for you and
swipe your sample.  Or worse, swipe you!"  Bob made a face and
said, "Vee Haf Vays Ooff Mak'n You'f Talk!" like he was a B-movie
interrogator.

Patty laughed but understood that she should be careful.  She
swam over to her husbands side and grabbed his limp cock.  "I'll
only talk if you try to fuck me to death with your monster cock!"
she cried, faking an X-rated bimbo.

Bob turned and kissed her.  "Talk!" he demanded.

"Never!" she cried back as she jerked his cock to hardness.

Bob got one hand on his wife's fine tits and the other in her
sweet pussy, demanding, "Talk!"

"Never!  Never!" Patty replied, pretending to swoon.

Bob caught her up in his arms and walked her out of the pool and
laid her on a chaise lounge.  He spread her legs and sucked on
her hardened nipples as again he demanded, "Talk!  Talk! You
spoiled bitch!"

"Never!" Patty cried as her hand guided his stiff prick to her
waiting vagina.

"I'll just have to fuck you with my monster cock!" he told her as
she snapped up her hips and took all of his hot cock in her tight
sex sheath.

So the good Doctors Wentworth, supposedly exhausted from their
weekend of sex, began their Monday morning fucking out by their
pool.


********************


Back on campus, Emily was in the communal shower, on her knees,
helping her friend Liz keep her clean shaven look.  Emily had
come a long way since last week.  Before she didn't think she'd
ever have the courage to shave her pussy bare and now she was
shaving her friend Liz's pudenda before she'd return the favor!

Other girls came into the shower, looked once, and giggled.  One
rather well endowed buxom girl, with a wild mat of pussy hair,
came over and watched and asked questions like 'Does it hurt' and
'Doesn't it itch' and "How often do you need to shave to keep it
smooth' and so on.

It may have looked a little weird, but Emily thought that helping
her friend and being helped in return was a natural, normal
thing.  Some of the girls that saw them in the shower that
morning thought it was perverse, that what they were doing was
nasty.  Most thought it a little strange, but as long as it
didn't get sexy, they saw no harm in it.  Today would be a very
interesting day for sweet Emily.  Forefront in her mind was her
lover Junior.  She wanted to look her best and be her sexiest. 
Once she was shaved, she'd dry off, get dressed, and grab her
books to mosey over to the Chem building to see if her lover
might have a few minutes for her.

Emily was still debating what to wear for the day right up until
she had to dress.  Now that she was freshly shaved and dried off,
it was time to go see if she could find Junior.  If only she
could decide what to wear.  She put on her new undies; a white
lace demi bra and matching thong panties.  Looking at herself in
the mirror, she was pleased with what she saw.  The bra left most
of her breasts exposed; only a thick mesh of lace hid her
nipples.  Her boobs didn't need any support.  The new bra was
only a sexy tease.  Likewise the thong panties.  Her front was
fully exposed except for a thin strip over her pussy lips.  Her
butt was completely exposed; the rear strap kept itself hidden in
her butt crack.

It was going to be a warm day so she got out a pair of sandals
and put them on.  They had a two inch heel and made her butt
tighten and her legs look really good.  Emily pulled out a pair
of shorts and a crop top, but thought that her new undies
deserved better.  She dug into the back of her closet and found a
tan skirt that was several years old.  It was pleated and only
came to mid-thigh.  Emily tried it on and liked the way it draped
off her ass.  She rummaged thru the hangers until her foot hit a
box on the floor.  She bent over and picked it up.  She
remembered that it was a beautiful new silk blouse that her
guardian's wife had given her for graduation from high school. 
Quickly she opened the box and unbuttoned the white garment.  She
cut off a tag and then slipped it on.  She loosened her skirt,
tucked it in, and buttoned it up.

Emily returned to her mirror and checked herself out again.  The
sleeveless silk blouse was just the thing.  If you looked closely
enough, the lace of her bra could be seen, just barely.  Turning
sideways, Emily saw that the thrust of her boobs matched the jut
of her ass.  Smiling, Emily grabbed her books and locked up her
room.  Going down the hall, Liz came out of the shower room and
nearly knocked Emily down.  After saying excuse me, Liz realized
it was Emily and stood off to appraise her.

"You look great!  Only the truly beautiful can look good without
any make up.  That blouse is perfect.  You're going to knock him
out today!  Come on, let me see those new panties."

Emily blushed and quickly pulled up the short skirt, displaying
her thong panties.  Liz grabbed her and turned her around.  She
lifted up the back of the skirt and whistled.

"Honey, if he's any kind of ass man, just flip up the back of
your skirt and you'll have him whimpering.  That's a nice ass you
got there!" Liz said and gave Emily's butt a little slap as she
move on down the hall to the stairs.  "Good luck!  Tell me about
it all later!" Liz called out as Emily disappeared down the
stairs.

As Emily walked rapidly across campus to the Chem Building, she
felt a lot of eyes on her and a lot of air swirling around her
exposed groin and butt.  The eyes, both of men and women, made
her excited.  The cool air kept her mind fixed on what she needed
to do.

What did she need to do?  She needed to see her lover and make
sure he knew that she loved him.  Simple enough but an enormous
challenge for the virgin eighteen year old Emily.  Was it too
much?  Did she look like a slut?  Was it too little?  Did she
appear like a girl instead of a woman?


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Junior finished checking the lab safety equipment and setting up
for the day's labs.  Unless there were last minute changes, he
was done until late afternoon when, after his last class, he have
to put away the chemicals he put out and power down the safety
equipment.

Back in his office, he powered up his and Patty's PCs and thought
about his busy day.  He was worried he might miss Bill's call and
screw up the schedule for setting up the stock account for the
Sunday Smiles Group, of which he was president.  A lot of people
were counting on him to do his first duty properly and timely,
including his Dad.  Junior thought about the problem of not
missing the call from Bill and realized his salvation would be
Julie, the Dean's secretary.  All calls not answered in the
Department rolled over to her.  If he missed Bill's call at his
desk, she would get it.  He needed to talk to her and get her
help.

Junior left his office open and went up to the third floor.  It
was early but Julie should be at work, though the Dean never came
in before 10AM in the summer, if he came in at all.  Junior's
soft-soled shoes made no noise as he approached the open door to
the Dean's office where Julie worked.  Junior peeked around the
corner and got an eyeful of Julie's fine body.  Today she was
wearing a short blue pleated skirt with a light blue crop top. 
She wore the fashionable high heel clogs that made her legs look
really good.  As Junior watched, Julie was on her tip-toes ,
reaching high with a watering can so she could water the plants
that the regular secretary had set up on top of the tall filing
cabinets.  Junior didn't care much for plants, but he was happy
that he got to see the silky blue crotch of Julie's panties under
her skirt that had lifted up as she reached up with the watering
can.

With a lump in his throat and a lump in his pants, Junior smiled
and stepped through the door and greeted Julie, "Good morning! 
My, you certainly look good in blue!"

Julie turned and smiled back.  "And a happy good morning to you
too, Junior.  What brings you up here this early on a Monday
morning?"

"Well I've got a problem and you're just the woman that can help
me with it.  It's not really a problem yet, I just want to make
sure it doesn't become one.  What the situation is that I'm
expecting a very important telephone call this morning and I
cannot miss it.  I expect to be in my office to get it, but you
know how things can happen, especially on a Monday morning.  If
I'm not there, the call will roll over to you.  What I propose is
that if you get the call, a long distance one from my friend
Bill, that you call me on the wireless telephone and tell me that
the call is on hold on your desk unit.  Then I'll tell you the
nearest extension and you can transfer it there.  Okay?  That's a
simple enough solution."

"Sure.  Let me get this straight.  If I get a call for you from
Bill, then I put him on hold, call you on your wireless phone,
you tell me the nearest extension, and I transfer it there. 
Right?"

"Exactly!" Junior replied.

"Okay!  Will do," Julie replied as she strutted to her desk.  She
got a pencil and was ready to write on a note pad, "What's the
number?"

"Oh, I don't know," Junior told a surprised Julie.  "You tell
me!"

"What?"

"I don't have a wireless telephone.  But the department does. 
It's the Dean's wireless.  The University had one issued for each
Department head and the heads of the Administration.  Something
they could use in an emergency or if they needed to stay in touch
when out of their offices.  Haven't you seen it?" Junior asked
Julie.

"No, I haven't."

"Come on, I'll show you!"

Junior opened the Dean's office door and went in, with Julie
close on his heels.

"Are you sure that this is okay?" Julie asked.

"Sure, nothing to it.  Most likely, I'll get the call straight
away in my office.  If I am in the lab or somewhere in the
building when the call comes in, then you call me, transfer the
call, then after I get the info, I'll bring the wireless right
back to you.  It'll never be out of the building or out of my
possession.  Simple.  All right?"  Junior explained as he looked
around the Dean's office for the wireless telephone.  It wasn't
out in plain sight but Junior found it inside a locked
glass-front bookcase.

"Here it is.  Opps!  Locked.  Do you have the key?"

Julie didn't have the key, but she did have the key to the master
key box which had all the masters of all the keys for all locks
in the building.  They opened the master key box, consulted the
excellent lists of keys.  One list for key number order, one for
location on each floor, and another list for type of lock such as
doors, cabinets, file cabinets, closets, offices, and on and on.

"Here it is." Junior happily told Julie.  "Number 3-10-7.  Floor
3, type 10, key number 7.  I should be on hook number 257. 
Right!  Here it is!"  Junior pulled off the key and handed it to
Julie.  They closed the Master key box and went into the Dean's
office to open the cabinet to get the wireless phone.  The key
was the correct one and opened the book case door easily.  Junior
got out the wireless phone and it's charger unit.

"I'll take them both.  I bet the Dean hasn't kept the battery
charged like he should.  I'll just plug it in downstairs in my
office.  Lock up the book case and keep the key in your desk. 
Hopefully, I'll have this back up here in a couple of hours,"
Junior told Julie.  "Here's the number to dial." Junior read it
off for her to write down.  "Thanks for your help babe.  And you
really do look good in blue!"

Julie turned on her million watt smile and told Junior, "At your
service sir!"

Junior waved good bye and went back down to his office.  There
were people around now; the early classes were getting ready to
start.  When Junior got to his office, he saw that Patty had all
ready gotten in and was working on her PC.  Junior pulled out his
desk and worked the plug of the wireless telephone charger into a
place on his surge protector power strip.

"Good morning, Patty," he greeted her as he knelt under his desk
to plug in the charger.  "Looks like another hot day, doesn't
it?"

The woman in the white blouse at Patty's computer was not Patty.
It was Emily and she smiled happily at the thought that her lover
was finally there.  If he was mistaken about her identity, then
maybe she could tease him a little.  Junior was under his desk in
the knee-hole, where the chair rolls in.  He made the comment
about a hot day.  'Maybe he'd like to get a hot view of her new
panties?' Emily thought with a giggle.

She got up from Patty's chair and sat down in Junior's chair, her
butt at the edge, her legs spread wide to let him see her thong
covered crotch.  She rolled the chair forward, blocking the
knee-hole and cutting off most of the light.

"Hey!" Junior cried out.  "What's going on. . . . " he said while
he turned around in the narrow space and saw the woman's spread
thighs and the skimpy white crotch band between them.

Junior wasn't sure what Patty was doing, but he decided to take
advantage of it.  He moved quickly and began to lick his way up
her left thigh.  Soon he was at the juncture and rubbed his nose
up and down the pussy slit that was hidden under the thin cotton
and lace.

"I told you it was going to get hot!" Junior teased as he pushed
the cloth of the thong in between the outer labia, the bottom of
the crotch piece getting damp with girl juice.

"Oh my goodness!" Emily moaned, feeling the pleasure of Junior's
nose.

Junior thought that Patty sounded kind of funny.  He push the
wheeled chair back and looked up.

"Emily!" he cried out in genuine shock.  Quickly grasping the
fact that he'd been nosing what he thought was someone other than
her, he asked, "Did you like my nose in your sexy panties?" 
Junior hoped that Emily wouldn't speculate why he'd might take
such liberties with another woman.

"Oh darling!" Emily gushed.  "What a wonderful way to say hello!
I take it that you like my new undies?"

"They're beautiful, but not near as beautiful as you!" Junior
said as he rose to his knees between her still spread legs to hug
and kiss her.

Junior continued to kiss Emily as he stood, bringing her up with
him.  On his feet, still lip-locked, he turned and sat in the
chair she'd been sitting in, and sat, pulling Emily with him onto
his lap.

"I just love your new undies," Junior told Emily, as he opened
several buttons of her blouse and slid his hand inside to cup her
lace encased breasts.  He teased his fingers over and around her
tingling boobs, tweaking her erect nipples again and again as
they continued to duel with their tongues while they kissed. 
Every thought of the day and all of his necessary chores left
Junior's consciousness; all he could think of was Emily and his
love for this wonderful woman on his lap.

Emily too was lost in her love.  Kissing Junior, sitting on his
lap, her head spinning with joy, she was just bursting with
happiness.  Feeling his hand on her breasts, she wished his other
hand could join the first inside her blouse.  And a third could
go up her skirt to play with her pussy.  She wanted it all!  As
Liz had told her about her weekend sex escapades with her
boyfriend, Emily wanted to do it all too.  Fuck in the chair, on
the desk, on the floor, in the hall, on the lab tables, in the
restroom; everywhere!  She was more than ready for far more than
Junior was ready to give.

Emily's immediately need was to soothe her burning nipples. 
Junior's fingers where setting them on fire!  She squirmed her
ass around on his lap, turning her torso to push her tits against
his chest, wanting his mouth on her lusty nipples!  She was
reaching up to rip open her blouse when Patty walked in!

"Well good morning!  Looks like you two lovers are having a fine
morning!"

Junior gasped and pulled back his now swollen lips.  "Patty! 
Good morning to you too!"

"Yeah!," Emily muttered,  "Good morning!"  Emily wasn't sure
enough of herself to be upset; she was only disappointed that
their happy petting was ended.

"I'm sorry to disturb you two, but I didn't know you were having
such a hot reunion." Patty told them.  "Listen, I'll go visit my
husband and make sure he's having a good morning too.  That'll
give you two a little time to finish saying hello!"

Patty turned and left the office, closing the door behind her.

"Wow!" Emily cried happily, "she's really kewl!"

She turned back to Junior, laced her hands behind his neck,
pushed her tits into his chest, and kissed him hotly.

All this was nearly too much for Junior to deal with, but he got
a reprieve when his telephone rang.

"I've got to answer that!" he told Emily as he pulled her hands
down and moved to his telephone.  "I'm working here darling. 
Please understand!"

The call was from Bill and fortunately Junior had already made a
list of what he needed to talk to Bill about.  Bill had contacted
a brokerage firm that would handle the Sunday Smiles Group's
stock account and it was being set up as they spoke.  He gave
Junior the firm name and telephone number, the name of the
broker, and the account number.  Junior only had to call and
verify the account ownership information.  Junior asked him for
suggestions on attorneys and accountants and Bill said he'd think
on it some and call Billy Joe with his recommendations.  Junior
thanked Bill and disconnected.

Emily was immediately back on his lap and kissing on him.  Junior
was so pleased that he hadn't missed Bill's call, that he gave in
completely to Emily's charm.  He kissed her back hotly, their
tongues dueling within their mouths.  Emily opened her blouse and
shoved his hand inside to feel and tease her breasts.  Junior's
other hand was busy up under her skirt, inside her thong panty
and busy searching for her G-spot while the heel of his palm
mashed her throbbing clitoris.  He wanted to give Emily the
pleasure she wanted before Patty returned.

Emily had been sexed up all weekend.  Without her friend Liz,
since she was out with her boyfriend all weekend, she'd studied
sex on the Internet, made notes in her log, and updated her
spread sheet.  On Saturday night, and again on Sunday evening,
she'd given in to solo sex.  Her cums were okay, but now that she
was on her lover's lap kissing him, his hands doing wonderful
things to her breasts and pussy, she let it all go and exploded
into a fantastic orgasm.  Junior gave her no opportunity to
relax; he kept up his nipple teasing, his clit mashing, and
G-spot rubbing.  Again and again, Emily shuddered through her
cums.  Her skirt was so short that it wasn't getting stained by
her leaking girl juices; it was all being soaked up by Junior's
pants.

Emily let out a particularly sharp squeal that Patty heard
through the closed door.  She check her watch and verified that
she'd been gone over 30 minutes; this 'petting' session had to
stop.  Patty knocked loudly on the door and, after a long pause,
opened the door.  A waft of pussy juice smell nearly knocked her
over but she smiled and entered, walking without looking at the
pair, over to her desk to sit down.  Turning, she saw that they
had swollen lips and that Emily's lipstick was all over Junior's
face.  Emily was breathing hard and looked like she'd been fucked
royally!

"You two sure did stink up this room." Patty cracked.  "Maybe
you'd better walk Emily to the ladies room Junior.  It doesn't
look like she could make it on her own.  Go on.  Here's her
purse.  She'll want it.  Now go!"

Junior smiled a thank you to Patty and helped Emily down the hall
to the restroom.  He visited the men's room himself to wash off
his face and hands.  He returned to the office and sat down to
face Patty.

"So good morning Dr. Wentworth," Junior said.  "Did you have a
nice drive back from your out-of-town trip?"

"Yes, we did!  And good morning to you too!"  Patty said as she
turned from her terminal to face Junior with a wide grin.  "I see
that you and Emily are still an item!"

"Oh yeah!" Junior grinned back.  "I'm sorry about us getting
carried away like that.  I should have known better, but she was
so hot, so sexy, so needy!  I just couldn't resist her, couldn't
keep from giving her what she wanted.  I know we shouldn't, right
here in the office, but honest to God, I couldn't stop."

"That's okay stud!" Patty laughed.  "I won't tell if you guys
don't!"

"What aren't you going to tell about?" Emily asked, as she
returned to the office all washed and freshened up.

Patty laughed, "I'm not going to blab around that you two are
trying to make this office into a sex lounge!"

Emily blushed deeply and grinned.  "I'm sorry.  I guess we got
carried away.  It won't happen again!"  She moved over to Junior
and attempted to sit on his lap again.

"Darling," Junior beseeched her, "I've got to call this
stockbroker guy and then make another call.  They're really
important.  Can you hang loose for a few minutes while I do
this?"

"Well, sure!" Emily replied.

"Come on over here Emily." Patty invited her.  "Sit over here
with me and I'll show you some cool things I know about theWeb."

Emily sat over with Patty and Junior called the brokerage house
that Bill had contacted.  Junior spoke with the account manager
for the Sunday Smiles Group and arranged to have the papers that
needed signing delivered to his home.  He'd sign them that
evening and have them returned tomorrow.  He explained their need
to have the stock transferred in, noted as to who sent how many
IPO shares of Preston Industries, and that on the following day
they'd need a $500,000 withdrawal to set up a bank account and
get professionals under retainer.  The broker agreed to consider
the need for the Group to have a good corporate lawyer and
accountant and would send his suggestions along with the papers
to Junior at his home.  Junior told him that he'd have his vice
president, Billy Joe, contact him to make the first transfer of
$250,000 in IPO stock into the Group account.  If all went well,
the rest of the $25 Million would be transferred on the strength
of Billy Joe's assurance of the accuracy of the transaction.  The
broker understood and agreed to help Billy Joe any way he could.
Junior thanked him and hung up.

He turned to the women and they both looked at him.  Emily with
questions and Patty with amusement, wondering how Junior would
handle Emily's queries.

"Honey, what's the Sunday Smiles Group?" Emily asked.  "Who are
they and where did they come up with $25 million dollars?"

"They are my father and his friends and they are setting up a
financing group to fund future research and sales of herbal
medicines." Junior replied as Emily moved from sitting by Patty
over to sit again on Junior's lap.  "My Dad had put up a lot of
his IPO stock and made me the biggest shareholder.  He chaired
the first meeting and made me president of the group.  All I was
doing was the necessary initial business of the group.  Tomorrow
and the day after I need to find an attorney and accountant to
help us set up the group with the state and federal government. 
I think it will be a 501 C non-profit organization, but that's
why we're going to hire good lawyers and accountants.

Emily thought to a minute and asked, "who's Bill and Billy Joe."

"Bill is the husband of my Dad's corporate president Kelly and
Billy Joe is my Sister's lover and works for my Father as his
security manager." Junior replied.

Junior urged Emily off his lap and stood.  "Listen darling, we
can discuss all this over dinner tonight.  We're going to a nice
place so wear a pretty dress for me, okay?  I've got some free
time now and I need to work out.  Would you like to join me?"

Much to Junior's surprise, she said 'yes, I'd like to.'  Junior
told her to leave her books on his desk and they'd go to the gym.
 She decided that she needed to change and, after finding out
he'd be in the free weights room,  took off running across campus
to get exercise clothes.

Junior watched her twitching ass cheeks until she disappeared
behind a stand of trees.  He walked to the gym, found an empty
locker, changed, locked up his clothes, and went into the weight
room.

Junior was in the middle of a series of chest pulls when Emily
appeared in his vision, clothed in a bright pink leotard, shiny
blue sateen leggings, and workout slippers.

"Hi!" she said.

Junior put down the chest pull weights and stood up.

"God!  You're a jock's wet dream come true!  You look great!"

"Really?  I had to borrow this stuff.  It's kind of tight," Emily
responded.

Looking at the taut fabric stretched across her breasts,
highlighting her nipples, Junior could only agree, "Yes, I see. 
If you like working out with me, you'll need your own stuff."

Junior explained the difference between free weights and the
exercise machines to her.  He showed her a chart of the various
free weight exercises and they agreed on a routine for her. 
Junior explained his routine and they set up a simple dead lift
bar for her.  Emily went at it and Junior coached.  Then Junior
set up a bar with 200 pounds and showed Emily how to spot for him
as he did presses.  At the end of an hour and a half, both were
happily tired and their clothes soaked with sweat.

"Let's shower together!" Emily cooed as she pushed her chest into
his.  "It would be so kewl!"  She encouraged him by rubbing her
nipples across his pumped-up pectoral muscles.

"I don't think that would be such a good idea Emily," Junior
replied.  "It's pretty busy here and I don't think that all these
guys would like to have you in the men's shower nor would the
gals appreciate me in the women's.  Besides I need to get back to
work and don't you have a class to go to?

"Oh Junior!" Emily pouted.  "Don't be such a spoil sport!"

"Honey, I'll make it up to you with a really nice dinner this
evening.  We'll have lots of time together."

Emily ran her fingernail across Junior's chest, watching the skin
turgor, and said "I was hoping to have you alone, naked!"

"Oh!  I see!" was all Junior could say.  He thought it was a good
idea too!

Emily realized that she'd made him stop and think.  To make sure
she'd made her point, she dropped her hand to Junior's crotch and
grabbed Junior's cock through his work out shorts.

"Emily!" Junior groaned as she began to jack his cock.  "Oh God!
That feels so good!"

Emily pulled Junior by his cock to the locker rooms, "Come on
honey.  I know a place where we can go!"

Junior balked when she tried to get him into the women's locker
room.  "No!  I'm not going in there!  I won't!  I won't do it
Emily!  I won't risk my college career!"

"Well, okay.  I'll meet you on the other side.  Bring a towel. 
Go in the men's locker room, grab your towel, and meet me in the
hallway on the other side in one minute.  Okay?"

Junior agreed but was very worried about this foolishness.  If he
got caught in the women's shower, or she in the men's, the
University would probably throw them both out of school!  He got
his towel and joined Emily in the hall outside the locker rooms.
She took his hand and pulled him down the empty hall toward the
door for the pool.

"I'm not sure about this Emily," Junior protested.

"Shhhhh!" she hushed him.  "Be quiet and we'll be safe.  The girl
I borrowed this outfit from says that this is very safe.  We just
need to be quiet!"

Emily dragged him into the dark pool entry hall and then into a
locker room.  It was dark until she switched on the lights in the
shower area.  Emily began to get out of her shoes and leggings. 
Junior stripped and paused when he got down to just his jock. 
Emily had never seen one before and laughed when she saw his
naked back side.

"You look cute in that!" Emily giggled as she stood in her white
cotton bra and panties.

"It's called a jock strap.  That's where the term 'jocks' comes
from.  And you, my dear, look cute too.  But you're going to need
a sports bra if you're going to continue your exercise program. 
They come in sexy fabrics and colors!  We'll have to get you a
few," Junior commented as he stripped off his jock.

Emily unhooked her bra, dropped it onto her pile of clothes, and
skinned off her panties.  "Do jock straps come in sexy fabrics
and colors too?"

"I don't think so, but perhaps that would be a good money-making
project," Junior suggested.  "No wonder nobody's in here!  It's
freezing!"

"Let's get in a hot shower!" Emily said as she dashed into the
shower room.  She turned on two showers, pointed them at each
other and stood under one as Junior got in the other.

"Opps!" Junior said.  "I forgot my soap and wash cloth."

"I got mine.  We'll share.  Let me wash you first!"

Emily soaped up her wash cloth and began with Junior's back. 
This wasn't the first time they'd been naked together, but she
took her time washing her lover.  After his back she did his
front, then his legs and feet.  His butt was next, then his
groin.  With a shy smile, she took his freshly washed cock and
sucked it into her mouth.  She'd been thinking about this all
weekend and she wasn't going to let it pass.  He was all ready
hard and she quickly went to work to with her fingers, lips, and
tongue to get her lover to cum.

"Gezz Emily!  I'm not so sure this is a good idea.  What if
someone come in?" Junior groaned as Emily's cocksucking skills
thrilled him.

She pulled off, continuing to stroke him, and quipped, "The only
one that going to cum is you!"  With a chuckle at her pun, she
swallowed him up again.

Junior realized her commitment and gave in totally to her sexy
mouth.  Emily had him hard and hot now.  She remembered her
lessons and practice.  She moved past teasing and began to take
him into her throat to swallow down on his cockhead.  It only
took two minutes of this wonderful pleasure for Junior  to begin
to feel his cum tickling inside his balls.

"Oh God Emily!  I'm going to cum!" he cried out in warning.

"Emily re-doubled her efforts; licking and sucking wildly.  She
felt the first pulse of his orgasm and took him deep.  She was
swallowing down on Junior's cock head when she felt the first jet
of cum hit the back of her throat.  Happily she moved her lips up
and gently held his cock head with her lips just within her mouth
so she could lave her tongue over his sweet spot.  The effect was
immediate.

"Oh shit!  Emily!  You've got the sweetest mouth!  Ahh!  Ahh! 
Ahh!" Junior groaned as his hips jerked with his cum spurts
across Emily's tongue.

As it is with guys, it was over all to soon.  Junior sagged
against the shower wall and then slowly slid to the floor where
he took Emily into his arms for hot kisses.  He could taste
himself on her tongue and he didn't hesitate to probe her mouth
with his tongue to show her his appreciation of her efforts.

Junior pushed her sideways and then onto her back, moving between
her thighs to return the oral caresses she'd given him.  They lay
on the cold shower floor with the hot water spraying down on
them.  Emily moved a bit to keep herself in the hot spray then
laid back with her knees up and spread wide.

Junior eyed her freshly shaven mound and leaned in with his
tongue to lick up and down her swollen labia.  Emily was very
excited and knew she was very wet inside from her excitement. 
She'd found that giving blowjobs got her really horny.  She
wasn't sure if it was possible, but she felt she was cumming
right along with Junior when she felt his man juice cream her
throat and mouth.  As Junior's tongue passed over her hot clit,
she felt another rush of pleasure and another rush of girl juice
pool in her vagina.

"Oh My God!" she moaned when his tongue parted her labia and
licked up her inner labia to slap against her now erect clitoris!
 "Yes!  Yes!  Right there!" she groaned, wanting Junior's
attention on her clit.

Junior smiled to himself and decided to tease her a little more.
He moved away from her clit, downward to lick her inner labia
clean of all the girl juice.  He cautiously moved down until he
passed over her vaginal opening and crossed her perineum to her
tight ass hole.  Junior made his tongue tip into a point and
began to push around her anal sphincter muscles.

"Junior!" Emily cried.  "OH MY GOD!  WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Shhh!" Junior hushed her.  "Keep yelling and I won't be doing
anything but packing up my desk before they throw me off campus.
Be quiet now and let me thrill your body!"

Junior returned to his teasing, but focused now on the strong
muscles of the opening to her vagina.  His tongue point pushed
them around and Emily rolled her head and groaned.  When Junior
shoved his tongue into her hot cunt, repeatedly fucking it into
her as if to hit her non-existent hymen, Emily arched her hips up
seeking more.  She was biting her wrist, trying to keep from
screaming her joy.

Junior decided to have mercy on her and moved his mouth up to her
clitoris as he worked one, then two fingers into her pussy hole,
hitting her G-spot on the first try while he sucked in her
throbbing clit.

Emily, all ready rolling thru lots of mini cums, exploded into a
massive orgasm that shook her to her soul.  Her hips were arched
high as her body balanced on the back of her head and the tips of
her toes.  Junior slowed his fingers and tongue to only casual
strokes across her G-spot and clit tip.  Each time he stroked her
hot spots, her body rocked and shivered through near convulsions.
 Junior finally backed off and lay on the tile floor of the
shower and watched Emily come down from her climaxes.  When she
lay flat on her back again and her breathing seemed to be under
control, Junior rolled her into his arms where he held her gently
and kissed on her shoulder, neck, ear, and cheek.

"Mmmmmmmm, that was wonderful!" Emily gushed to him after she'd
regained her composure.  "Let's do that again!"

"Okay, but not right now," Junior replied.  "I've got stuff to do
and I need to get ready for class.  So do you!"

"Okay, spoilsport!" she laughed as she tried to stand.  Junior
had to help her up; her legs were still a little rubbery.  They
toweled each other off, kissing and hugging as two lovers would.

"I don't want to put back on my workout clothes," Emilydeclared.

"Me neither," Junior agreed.  "Let's just dash across the hall
and back into the locker rooms where our clothes are.  Let me
peek out!"  Junior went to the pool locker room exit and looked
out.  "Okay, it's clear.  Go!" he told Emily.  She kissed him
again and ran out, covering her nude body with only her towel and
her pile of workout clothes.  Junior quickly followed and got
into the men's locker room without any problem.  He quickly
dressed and left the gym.  He checked his watch and saw that if
he hurried, he had enough time to go downtown to a florist for a
summer bouquet for Emily tonight when he was to pick her up.

Without a thought to Emily, that she might expect him to wait for
her, Junior walked over behind the Chemistry Building, got into
his car, drove downtown, and parked in front of a flower shop. 
Inside, he discussed his situation with the florist and he agreed
with her on a lover's bouquet of mini red roses and baby's breath
to be delivered to the restaurant and three single mini red roses
for Junior to give to 'the young lady'; one for trust, one for
hope, and one for lust.  All three for love!

Junior called the restaurant and made sure they'd accept the
flowers and put them at his special table.  He confirmed his
reservation and made sure they were getting a secluded table
where they'd see the sunset yet still not be in the middle of the
room.  The hostess said that everything would be as he wished.

Junior paid the florist with his credit card that his Dad had
gotten for him, just one with his name on it that will be part of
an all-family credit card setup, (Mom and Maryann each had their
own too!).  He took his three roses and drove back to his parking
slot behind the Chem building.  He mopped his forehead with a
handkerchief, like his Mom had taught him, and left his car for
the cool insides of the mammoth Chem building where his office
was located.

As he got near, he overheard two female voices talking. 
Stopping, he listened and quickly realized that one voice was
Patty and the other was Emily!

"So you two went into the empty pool shower room and sucked each
other off!  What's the big deal?"  Patty asked.

"Nothing, but when I got dressed and out of the locker room, he
wasn't around.  I waited and waited, but he never showed!" Emily
pouted.

"Did you tell him you'd wait at a specific place or that he
should wait for you?"

"Well, no," Emily replied with a little sniffle, "but after all
that we did, I thought that at least he'd give me a good bye
kiss!"

"I though he gave you a hot kiss good bye in the pool house?"

"Well, yes, but I didn't think that he'd run off from me!"

Junior had heard enough and left the office area.  He decided
that he needed to hide the roses and went into a vacant lab. 
There he found a large measuring beaker and stuck the three roses
in it, adding water.   He set them on a window sill, behind the
blinds, and hoped no one would find them before he needed to take
them for his pick-up of Emily.

He returned to his office and bounced in, as if he'd just
arrived, and found Patty and Emily still in an all-girl emotional
huddle.

"Hey there!", he said.  "How are you guys doing?"

Emily jumped up and into Junior's arms, wrapping her arms around
his neck and kissing him wildly.

"Where've you been?  I waited and waited for you outside the gym.
 You never came out!  Where have you been?"  Emily demanded to
know.

"Darling, I though it was understood," Junior replied.  "You
arrived after me and I expected that you'd take your time and do
what girls do in their locker room.  I got dressed quickly and
went to my car to take care of our dinner arrangements.  I just
got back.  I hope that you aren't too disturbed by my absence?"

"Oh honey," Emily cried out, "I didn't know.  Why didn't you tell
me?"

"I didn't thing I needed to.  But I will in the future.  We just
have to make sure that we understand what we expect of each
other!" Junior told her.

They kissed and Junior pushed her toward the door.  "Darling,
I've got more things to do and several classes to study for. 
Don't you have classes too?"

Emily sighed, picked up her books, and gently kissed him.  "I'll
see you about five, outside the dorm.  Right?"

"Right!  Yes, I'll see you then!" Junior replied.

"Whew!" Junior groaned as Emily walked out and he slumped into
his chair.

"Ha, ha, ha!" Patty laughed.  "You two are really something. 
That girl is so crazy in love with you that I don't think there's
anything you can tell her tonight at dinner that will make her
love you any less."

"Yeah, right!" Junior retorted.  "I'll remember that when they
throw me out of school and off campus because I'm having sex with
an eighteen year old summer student wonder girl in the closed
pool shower room at 11 AM during school hours.  I suppose that I
can then spend all my time playing sexy sneak around games with
her."

"Junior, you asshole!" Patty nearly shouted, then lowered her
voice, "Since Friday afternoon, all you've done besides sleep and
eat, is fuck and suck.  Bob and I tried to count all the cums we
had and lost track on Friday evening!  On the other hand, Emily
spent the weekend alone, reading and studying sex on the Web with
only her fingers for relief.   I don't want to say that a sexy
eighteen year old wonder girl might have the biggest sex drive,
but I think that she's about ready to fuck a snake, if it would
lie still long enough!  Besides, college is a time in your life
when you can do wild things and get away with it.  Don't be such
a stuffed shirt!  You did it and didn't get caught.  Remember all
those things you said you were thinking of doing to me before you
knew I was Bob's wife?  Didn't you say that you were ready to eat
me out as I sat in this office chair and that you would fuck me
bent over one of the lab counters?  Well, at least Emily was
smart enough to find out that the pool is closed every Monday
thru the summer."

"Okay, okay!" Junior admitted.  "You're right.  I guess I was
sort of stupid.  I've got a lot on my mind and a lot to do today.
 I suppose I'm making too much out of this dinner confession
tonight.  Thanks for putting me straight."

Junior stood and moved in front of Patty.  He dropped to his
knees and wiggled his tongue at her.  "Let me show you how much I
appreciate your advice!" he said as he offered to eat her out as
she sat in her office chair. 

"How sweet!" Patty giggled.  "But no.  This is not the proper
time or place.  I will take a rain check though!" 

Junior stood and pouted, "Okay, but don't wait too long.  I may
be off the market soon!"

Patty shooed him away and turned back to her PC.  Junior
unplugged the wireless telephone and took it back to the Dean's
office.


*******************


Emily had left the Chem building in high spirits and was happily
skipping across campus toward her dorm, again in her fancy
underwear, short skirt, and silk blouse.  The sun was bright and
the squirrels were running about under the big trees.

Everything seemed right with her universe.  Her lover loved her.
She'd worked out with him.  They'd made love in the shower.  She
got another taste of his sperm and she'd cum hard on his tongue.
And Patty had told her that she and Doctor Wentworth would host a
small dinner for her guardian and his wife on Thursday evening. 
And tonight she was going to have a nice romantic dinner with her
lover.  Wasn't everything wonderful?

Emily twirled under the tall trees and suddenly her eyes filled
with tears, blocking her vision.  She could see a nearby tree and
she moved to it; sitting at it's base, leaning against it.  'Why
am I crying?' she wondered.  'I got a good workout on my muscles
and my libido.  It's a beautiful day and I've got a hot date for
tonight!  My guardian will be here soon and Patty will have a
nice dinner for him.  Why am I crying?'

Just as suddenly as her crying had started, a big shudder raced
through her and she sobbed openly.  Tears welled out of her eyes
and she hugged herself as a wave of sadness washed over her.

"Hey, hey!  What's going on here?" a female voice called to her
from the sidewalk.  "Emily, what's wrong?"

Emily couldn't see through her tears, but she felt a pair of
hands take hers.  "It's me.  Liz.  Oh Emily, what's wrong?"  Liz
sat down with her and pulled Emily into her arms.  "Why all the
tears?  Was Junior being an asshole?"

Emily shook her head and sniffled deeply.  Liz pulled out a
tissue and let Emily blow her nose.  Liz used another tissue to
wipe away her tears.  "Tell me Emily, what's the matter?"

"I don't know!" Emily wailed.  "I feel great.  We worked out.  We
made love.  Patty is going to host a dinner for my guardian and
I'm going out to dinner tonight and . . . . I just don't know why
I'm crying!"

Liz, not a rocket science type intellect, did know something
about women's emotions.  Having had many women lovers, she'd had
her share of weeping spells.  The best thing she could offer was
her shoulder.  Liz held her tight and cooed, "It's okay sweetie;
it's okay.  Everything's all right.  Just let it all out.  No
one's here but me.  No one's watching.  Go ahead and let it all
out.  Junior's okay.  Patty is okay.  Dinner with your guardian
is okay.  Dinner tonight is okay too."

Emily took a deep breath and let it all go.  Huge sobs escaped
her.  Big tears rolled down her cheeks and soaked into Liz's
blouse.  Liz stroked her hair and just kept saying, "That's
right.  Let it all out!  We'll just sit here in the warm sunshine
until this all passes.  Go ahead, let it all out!"  Liz soothed
Emily's frazzled nerves and rocked her like a lover.

After fifteen minutes or so, Emily was all cried out.  Liz gave
her another tissue to blow her nose and used one to dry her
tears.  Emily was highly embarrassed and expressed her shame to
Liz.

"I'm so sorry.  I don't know what to make of all these tears. 
Things are going great.  Everything's going my way.  Why am I
crying?"

"Look sweetie," Liz consoled her.  "Women's emotions are sort of
crazy!  I think that you've got a lot of fears bottled up inside
of you and suddenly they all came crashing down.  Your lover
loves you.  Right?"

"Right!" Emily said with a small smile.

"Your lover made love to you and it was great.  Right?"

"Oh yes!  Right!"

"Your friend Patty is going to help you entertain your guardian.
Right?"

"Yes, right!"

"And you've got a hot dinner date with your lover in just five
hours.  Right?"

"Oh my God!  Five hours!  Right!"

"So, all those fears you've built up over the weekend are gone
and things couldn't be better.  Your mind has suddenly realized
this and completely let go of all that negative shit!  Right?"

"Yes!  You're right!"

"Then these were happy tears.  Tears of joy, tears of release
from fears.  Haven't you ever cried when you were happy?  I do it
all the time.  Sometimes my lover makes me cum so hard that I cry
as I orgasm.  I wouldn't worry about it.  Just be happy that
you're happy!"

"Oh Liz!  You're the best!" Emily told her as she hugged Liz
tightly.

"Okay then, let's get you back to the dorm and into a shower. 
You'll feel a lot better and look a lot better too.  All those
big tears have made your eyes red and puffy.  It's a good thing
that you don't wear make-up.  There's nothing to run!"

Liz helped Emily up to her feet.  They gathered up her books and
returned to the dorm.  In her room, Liz helped her undress.  Liz
stripped too and they went to the vacant showers together.  Emily
laughed that this was her third shower of the day and she told
Liz about her sexy shower with Junior in the closed poolshowers.

"Oh Gawd!" Liz cried.  "You guys had sex in the showertogether?"

Emily laughed and told her friend all about sucking Junior and
being sucked in return as she washed under the hot shower with
Liz next to her doing the same.  Liz knew all about 'supportive
friends' and took the shower not because she needed one, only
because she didn't want Emily to be alone in case she got another
bout of crazy crying.  Soon they were finished and returned to
Emily's room.  Liz pulled down Emily's bed covers and pushed her
nude friend into her bed, covering her back up.

"What you need now is a little nap.  I've got a few things to
check on and then I'll be back.  Don't worry, I won't let you
sleep past three.  I'll be here and help you get ready for your
date at five.  Now hush!  Relax.  Close your eyes and rest. 
Think of sunshine and blue skies.  Think of how happy you'll be
at your fine dinner tonight.  That's it.  Close your eyes and
sleep.  I'll be back in a little while and check on you.  Just
rest now and have sweet dreams."

Liz turned out the lights and backed out of the room, closing the
door softly.  She went out of the dorm and over to her class of
which she'd missed the first half hour.  She knew the material
but didn't want to make her Professor unduly angry by skipping
the entire lecture.


**********************************


Junior had returned the wireless telephone to the Dean's office.
Julie helped him put it back in the bookcase where they'd gotten
it from earlier.  They locked it back up and then returned the
key to the proper hook in the master key box.

"Thanks for your help.  You've been a real pal and I think I'm
going to miss you when your contract is up here.  How much longer
have you got until you go back to New York City?" Junior asked.

"Well, actually our plans have changed.  My husband is doing
really well on his doctorate and wants to stay year-round until
he finishes his dissertation and class work.  He's very happy
with his advisor and will lose him if we go back to New York
City.  I must confess, I like it here more than the City.  I
don't earn nearly as much as I did back there, but things cost a
lot less here.  Besides, I could never wear clothes like this to
work in Manhattan and I just love this quiet college town.   I
feel much safer here." 

"So you're looking for a position after the regular department
secretary returns?"

"Yes, something like that," Julie replied.

Junior thought for a minute and then suggested, "I suppose that
you could get another secretarial job somewhere in the
University, but I think that it might be a waste of you talents.
I know of two opportunities that may interest you.  Let me tell
you about them."  

"You know about Dr. Wentworth's University Twenty First Century
Curriculum Committee, don't you?  Well, he's asked my Father to
head up a parallel group of businessmen to review and support the
faculty committee.  Since it's a group of important businessmen,
I'm sure that they'll want an executive director to take charge
of the whole situation.  You know, rent an office, hire a
secretary, get office equipment, telephones, data circuits,
computers, and the like.  Then run it at the pleasure of my Dad
and Dr. Wentworth." 

"The other opportunity has to do with the phone call from Bill I
got this morning.  We've set up a herbal medicine financing
organization called Sunday Smiles Group.  My Father and his
friends are pooling $25 Million and have made me the President. 
That call today was to set up a brokerage account for the stock
and to arrange for a $500,000 cash withdrawal on Wednesday to
enable us to retain the services of an attorney and an
accountant.  We need to get things rolling quickly to set us up
as a 501 C-3 organization.  I can imagine that within a month or
so, we'll need an executive director too."

"You interested?  Okay, I'll be gone next week, all week.  Why
don't you whip up a couple of Executive Director resumes, one for
the Sunday Smiles Financing Group and another for the Business
Council of the Faculty Committee of Doctor Wentworth.  Have them
ready when I get back and I'll put them in front of the right
people."

"Really?" Julie gushed.  "You'll do that for me?"

"If you meet our requirements, we'll give you a shot at it.  Of
course you won't be able to wear micro-skirts, short-shorts, or
crop tops all the time, but I bet you'd look great in a business
suit.  And I'm sure you'd rent an office that has good air
conditioning.  Don' t forget to talk to Doctor Wentworth about
the business council job.  He'll make a good reference too, along
with the Dean."

Julie stood and Junior thought for a second that she might kiss
him, but she put her hand out and Junior took it.  They smiled at
each other and then Junior left to her comment, "Thanks Junior. 
I appreciate the opportunity."

"I gotta go," Junior explained.  "I'll see you later!" he said as
he dashed out.

End Chapter 47


********************** My Dear Readers
***************************** 
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. 
Do  
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the
21st century will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your
body.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story
**********************

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
Copywrite 2001

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