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From: "Frederick T." <hangten@nym.alias.net>
Subject: {ASSM} "The Goose and the Gander"[2/4]{Frederick T.}(M+F+ oral)
Date: Wed,  8 Jan 2003 08:10:22 -0500
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Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Goose and the Gander
Part: 2 of 4
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Keywords: (M+F+ oral)
Language: English

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   @(C) 1999 Frederick T.  Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
  National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the
                           American Cancer Society.

                         !!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!

    The following story is a work of sexual fiction.  So it follows that 
youngsters should not be reading it.  If you happen to fall into that category 
and still reading, there's not much I can do to prevent you from continuing.  
That's part of the problem...The just tremendous explosion of information 
today compared to say...Just ten years ago.  Shit !  How about thirty years 
ago ?  Today's youngsters and young adults have so many more issues than we 
had...Things we never thought about.  The war was the defining issue of our 
time.  Today there is no unifying idea to guide youth and yet maybe, they 
don't need that much ?  Guidance, that is.

    Having said that.  I really believe censoring the material a young mind 
absorbs is the responsibility of the adult who has custodial responsibility 
for the young mind...It's not the government's responsibility or mine because 
I happen to contribute to this news group...You can't shut down the 
information...A tremendous example would be the demise of soviet union.  In 
retrospect, it's easy to see how western information just bombarded their 
government into submission.  A great time to be a member of the armed forces 
but then why are so many getting out ?  Another part of the problem ?  And who 
says it's a problem ?

    I'm going to diverge a bit from the usual and say that although the plot 
and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's fertile imagination, 
the characters...Well, the characters are made up of bits and pieces of the 
tumble dried assortment of friends and acquaintances I've made over a rich and 
long life.  I find it hard to believe that anyone my age, who writes, doesn't 
do the same.

    This theme seems particularly pertinent today.  Again, just story data not 
real hard facts.  And while I'm sure there are men out there that take 
advantage in the work place.  It won't be long until there are many women 
smeared with the same goo.  I'm sure it's already started.  And on the other 
hand, I'm sure there are still many women who use what they have to smooth 
those everyday bumps in the work environment and I'm not talking about some 
brainstorm she came up with down at the water cooler.  Soon the rolls will be 
reversed and we'll all be confused.  Discrimination is at the heart of 
democracy...We discriminate between the people we desire to run the country, 
maintain the public good.  It's hard to believe we spend so much capital to 
weed it out, especially at the core level...The sexes !

    I'd like to dedicate the following story to those who have meant the most 
to me...From the early years to the present.  The tales we could tell about 
this and that...The secrets we shared and still share.  The times we've been 
not quite in control of any part of our lives but found you standing right 
there and that was cool.  The intimacies we shared go beyond the sex.  It's 
hard to describe but then maybe, it is the sex ?  I'm not positive but it sure 
was fun !  Remember...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to 
the usual.

                           The Goose and the Gander
                                   Part Two
                                 (M+F+ oral)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution.

                                  The Goose

    "Hello !"  Anxious...Waiting for something.

    "Is Cris there ?"

    A long pause then, "Cris..."  It was almost yelled into the phone.

    A longer wait.

    Finally, "Hello ?"

    "Cris, it's Rick...Colonel Rick."  He heard her laughing.

    "Got a kitchen pass, colonel ?"

    He laughed.  "Yea...Something like that.  What're you doing ?"

    "Waiting for a friend...Want to come over ?"  The next few minutes were 
spent trying to memorize the directions.  Cris said she'd be out front as the 
place was pretty hard to find.  It was one of those gated apartment or condo 
complexes...Like right in the middle of town.  He passed it twice before he 
found the entrance.  The guard said he was expected and opened the gate.  It 
was a maze...No shit.  The guard told him to just follow the road to number 
fifty-four but the road turned just about every hundred feet.

    Cris was in the middle of the street, waving him down.  He rolled down the 
window and she was leaning into it.  She smelled good...A perfume of some type 
radiated from her.

    "I saved you a spot."  She backed away and he pulled into the parking 
slot.  She was at the rear of the car.  When he approached, she grabbed his 
arm and started guiding him across the street.  "Our friend has arrived.  I'd 
like you to meet him.  You two will probably have a lot in common.  I just 
know you'll like him...."  She was excited.

    Rick was trying to orient himself but gave up as they entered a condo.  
The hallway opened into a den or family room with kitchen on the other side of 
a bar, against the far wall.  They were circled around the coffee table.  Five 
of them.  Four good looking young ladies...Not instant lookers but clean, 
healthy, wholesome looking young ladies...All teenagers...Some younger than 
Cris...And the old man.  His hair was almost white, tied into a pony tail that 
he had slung back over his shoulder and still it practically reached his 
waist.

    He was quick, up and moving across the room.  Rick though he almost moved 
to quickly for an old man...Was braced to back away and then the guy was 
pumping his hand.

    "I'm Willy Tamarack, major, U.S.A.F. (retired)."  His smile was a mile 
wide and all white...Full of teeth.  A weathered look, very tan...Hard to tell 
his age.  The man could be anywhere from forty to sixty but his eyes belied 
the truth.  This major had seen a lot of something...Rick couldn't quite pin 
it down.  The guy was still pumping his hand.  He could feel a...Shit !  He 
was confused.  A force...A power ?  He wasn't sure ?  He felt the girls at the 
table watching the two of them.  They were waiting for something ?

    He felt stupid.  The guy had introduced himself and he was standing there 
like a dumb shit.  "Rick...Rick Townsend, colonel, U.S.A.F...(retired)."  He 
laughed a little.  It sounded like he resented the (retired) ?!

    "Great isn't it...A job well done.  Time to let someone improve on what we 
did...Enjoy life...Enjoy the freedom we risked our lives to defend."  Rick's 
head was swimming.  The guy was guiding him toward the couch.  One of the 
girls slid to the floor and the two of them sat.

    "Ladies, this is Rick Townsend.  Rick, starting on your right.  Molly, 
Janey, Riki, Tess and you know Cris."  He just realized that Cris was sitting 
on the arm of the couch with her hand on his shoulder.

    "Ok !  Where were we ?"

    A tiny blonde burst out with.  "You were talking about the farm, Willy."  
Rick sat back and listened to the old man talk about some farming operation.  
It sounded big and he could tell Willy was excited about it.  Like he was very 
close to the operation or maybe the idea man behind it all.  It was 
mesmerizing, listening to the old man talk...He kept calling him an old man !  
Shit !  They were probably the same age.  He didn't feel old but missed 
hearing the kind of excitement he was hearing in Willy's voice.

    Willy was up and disappeared upstairs.  The girls all talked among 
themselves...School, upcoming tests...And then their account balances and how 
they were investing...The proper balance between stocks and bonds.  Rick 
almost laughed.  He hardly knew what they were talking about and he and Emily 
had a portfolio valued at over a quarter million.

    Willy was back and opening what looked like a book box.  It was full of 
cigar boxes...All made in Mexico.  Willy was talking again.  "...right now, I 
want it done quick.  Out in two days...Then we rally at Henderson Sky Harbor 
and it's off for a week in Mazatlan.  Zero four hundred on Saturday morning.  
That'll give the authorities all weekend to run around searching for ghosts.  
No hoarding.  I want it out.  Emphasize that.  In another year we'll be doing 
quarterly deliveries.  But now, this is it, just this once.  Any questions ?"

    Five eager faces were boring in on Willy as he split open one of the 
boxes.  Looked like green cigars to Rick.  Willy had one going and then Rick 
knew what it was all about.  God !  What had he stumbled on to ?  Worse...What 
to do about it ?

    The girls were passing the cigar around.  In minutes the room was a haze 
of marijuana smoke.  Cris held it out toward him but he shook his head.  Willy 
reached in front of him and took the big joint.  After a drag, he rose and 
passed the joint on.  "Rick, let's leave the girls alone for a bit.  Cris, can 
we use your room ?"

    "Sure, Malibu."  Willy had a hand on his shoulder and was guiding him down 
the hall, explaining the "malibu" thing as he called it...Like he was a 
lieutenant.  Rick sat on the bed.  Willy paced and then it flowed out of 
him...Like he'd rehearsed it.  "Ok !  Colonel...Rick...Colonel."  Like he was 
uncertain how to address him.  Willy moved forward and sat on the floor in 
front of him and looked up at him.  The symbolism was obvious.

    "Cris convinced me to have you by this evening.  She likes you...Thinks 
you're a cool guy...Feels there's something bothering you.  I feel it, too.  
She thought it would be good for us to meet.  She doesn't understand the 
pecking order but you've got to give her an "A" for effort and that's all we 
could ever ask from the men under our command."

    Willy paused and glanced at the ceiling.  "Now what you saw tonight was a 
privilege...You're a smart man and I'm sure you realize what was going down in 
there.  But before you judge us...Consider that none of the young women in 
there or their associates would ever attend college without the fund and the 
fund is provided for by the cigars.  The g.p.a. in that room is close to a 
three-seven.  I doubt you and I could compete on a standardized test with them 
yet we flew the most sophisticated airplanes our country could produce.  These 
young ladies never have more than possession on them and if something goes hay 
wire.  I've got quite a few lawyers at my disposal...Well, kind of like on 
retainer.  They like my dope...A lot !"  Willy was chuckling.

    "It's all in the marketing, Rick.  We'll see it in our life time.  It'll 
be quasi-legal.  Name a politician who hasn't tried it ?  Probably still doing 
it today.  Lord knows, I supply enough of them around here...Anyway...That's 
my pitch.  Now, we're all going out for a bite to eat.  You're welcome to tag 
along.  I'm not sure how long your kitchen pass is good for...We'll have you 
home by midnight."

    Rick was fearful of the implications but torn between going with them and 
going home.  Willy was standing there as if waiting for an answer.  "Nah...I 
think I'll go home."

    "Cool, Rick.  Cris is a real nice young lady.  She can make old men like 
us believe we're twenty again...for a little while...Anyway, it's all up 
here...Anyway."  Willy was laughing like a fool, pointing to his 
forehead...And then stared right into his eyes.  "Seriously...She's a nice 
young lady.  Treat her with respect.  It's really kind of like investing, 
Rick.  Ok !  Maybe the risk is a little high but the reward can be worth 
billions if it goes legal...And it will...Mark my word."  He paused and held 
out his hand.  "I'm not asking you to condone it or invest in it but I am 
asking you...Well, what you saw...Just forget it.  These young ladies 
understand the risk...Ask Cris, if you don't believe me...Anyway, enough of 
this shit...If you ever need my help for anything...Get in touch with Cris.  
She knows how to get a hold of me."

    "Maybe some time in the future you and your wife can fly down with us.  
Spend a couple of days...It's a whole different way of life.  My family would 
love to have you as guests or if you're not comfortable with that we'll put 
you up in a five star hotel...No shit !  Rick !  Think about it."

    The group of girls were milling about, putting on their jackets.  Cris 
came to his side and whispered.  "I'm not going and my roommate will be out 
until late.  Ok, if you stay or do you have to go ?"

    Rick asked which one was her roommate.  It was a wholesome looking blonde 
young lady with big hooters.  He started laughing.  She elbowed him in the 
side.  "Keep your eyes in their sockets, mister."  He kept laughing.  The 
others had left.  The two of them were still standing at the door.

    The feeling she didn't want him to leave was strong.  She stayed for 
him...She wanted to share something with him.  He missed that and wanted to be 
confided in.  Wanted to share a secret with someone.  He felt dumb standing 
half way in and half way out in the night air.

                                  The Gander

    Emily was standing in the door way to the bathroom.  Luis was standing in 
the shower.  He had his hands on the frame above his head with his legs spread 
a little.  His cock was bouncing up and down in his crotch.  She could see it 
moving even when she stared at his face.

    "You look hungry."  It wasn't a question.  God !  She'd never had another 
man's penis in her mouth and not very often with her husband either.  She was 
afraid she couldn't get his fat cock in her mouth.  He was smiling at her when 
she looked up at him.  She slithered to her knees at his feet and took him in 
her hands.  He felt strong and was getting harder.

    "Nibble on it, Emily.  Come on, baby...Make me feel as good as I made you 
feel."  Her mouth was on him and she was very hungry.  It was like he was 
chained to the shower frame and she could taunt him and she did.

    Her mouth was like an army of ants running over the meat of his cock.  She 
sucked.  She nibbled.  She took small bites of him and all the while she could 
feel the throbbing between her legs.  Her cunt was swollen and full of blood.  
She wanted to feel his fullness invade her again.  He was thrusting against 
her face and his cock was poking into the back of her mouth.  She used her 
hands more and only sucked on the head of his penis.  She actually felt his 
cock expand as the semen rushed out of it and into her mouth.  She gargled his 
seed.  He was still thrusting against her.

    Luis was in heaven.  Her red head was bobbing in front of his loins and 
her mouth was stretched wide to get all of his fat cock into it.  She knew she 
was going to get a load in her mouth and was resigned to the fact.  Wanted to 
please him.  Wanted to get his fat prick back in her box.  Here it came.  He 
froze and felt the ripples of cum shudder out the head of his cock.  The 
gurgling sounds she made as the cum pooled in her mouth, trying to swallow it 
all...Oh !  This was exquisite !

    Her lips and chin were like a glazed donut, thick with his seed.  He took 
his penis out of her hand and rubbed the head against her lips...Like it was 
lipstick.  She licked it and then swallowed his shrinking cock whole.  All the 
way, baby !  Like I said, Luis was in heaven.....

    .....The house was dark.  She didn't turn on any lights.  Rick was still 
out.  God !  It was after two.  "Where was he ?"  Flashed though her mind but 
the relief she felt with not having to deal with him drowned it.  She quickly 
stripped off her clothes and jumped into bed.....

    .....She could still feel him inside of her.  They were in the bedroom.  
She was on her hands and knees over him.  His face was plastered to her loins 
and his tongue was driving her crazy...In her cunt, in her ass, on her clit.  
His cock was like a billy club in her mouth...Hard yet soft at the same time.

    Back in the bathroom...He'd walked in on her as she was wiping herself.  
She was embarrassed...And then she was bent over, hands on the toilet seat.  
He was behind her, plowing his cock in and out of her furrow.  She could feel 
her butt cheeks jiggle with his every thrust, her cunt felt raw.  He was ready 
to cum, had been fucking her for over ten minutes straight...Hard, fast 
fucking.  She was no more than a blob of orgasmic pleasure, her body spasaming 
every so often.  Her stomach was rippling with orgasmic shocks and her legs 
felt like spaghetti.  The only thing holding her upright was the slab of meat 
deep in her belly.

    Oh !  He was cuming and she could feel his warm seed run out of her.  He'd 
spread the cheeks of her ass and was running his cum slick cock up and down 
the crack of her ass.  She was grinding against his shrinking slab of meat.  
She felt embarrassed...It had been so easy for him...She'd never resisted, had 
eagerly participated...Oh !  God, she was embarrassed.  She heard her husband 
snoring beside her...Couldn't remember when he got in ?

                                  The Goose

    The door was closed.  He was standing against it and had his tongue deep 
in Cris's mouth.  Her arms were around his neck and she was up on her toes 
against him.  He could feel the swell of her breasts.  God !  He should stop.  
She was younger than his youngest son.  She had her hands on his chest and was 
pushing away from him.

    "Get high with me, Rick...Come on.  You can stay until midnight...Can't 
you ?"  He was on the couch with her and she was lighting the cigar.  He took 
a drag and she was coaching him.

    He started laughing.  "Honest, Cris...I have done this before.  It was 
just a long while ago..."  He took another drag and then wondered why he was 
talking like a fool.  He was embarrassed.  He hadn't had his tongue in anyone 
else's mouth...since when ?  He couldn't remember.  Shit !  He hadn't frenched 
with Emily in years.

    Cris was up dancing to the music from the TV.  It was one of those kids 
stations.  It was a big beach party and all the kids were dancing.  He got up.  
Some of the girls were half naked and their tits were huge.  He was standing 
behind her.

    "If you're looking at those big boobies bouncing around..."  She was close 
to him.  In his face and then they were kissing.  He was rubbing her back, her 
shoulders, her ass and she pressed against him.  He was anxious, afraid to go 
further but insanely excited.  The thought of getting caught drenched his 
lust.  Fears of not being able to perform rushed through his brain.  She 
probably had boy friends who could screw all night long.  The harder he ground 
against her, the softer his cock got.  He kept kissing her and running his 
hands all over her body.  He was under her sweater and her skin was so soft.

    She backed away from him and toward the stairs.  He followed her up the 
stairs.  She was backing into her bedroom.  He could see the bed beyond her.  
If he entered he knew they'd end up naked.  His crotch felt alive as he moved 
toward her.  She was backing away and the sweater was coming up over her head.  
The black bra was sexy and he was pulling off his shirt.  She was lying back 
on the bed and pulling her jeans off.  Her panties were white and he could see 
the dark hair of her sex through them.  His cock was filling with blood and he 
could see her looking at it.

    Her panties came down first and he almost had a hardon.  He stepped out of 
his slacks and dragged his shorts down his legs.  He almost fell as he forgot 
about his shoes.  His slacks and shorts were bunched up around his ankles.  He 
sat to get them off and she was against him, rubbing herself against his back, 
kissing his shoulders.

    "Want some help, colonel ?"  She bit his shoulder and then the fear of 
getting caught rushed through his brain.  His cock withered.  He was naked and 
his mouth was on her breasts.  She was sighing and he was grinding his useless 
tool against the mattress in frustration.

    His mouth was in her belly button as she'd been reaching for his cock.  He 
was embarrassed.  It was soft.  Her pubic hair was thick and dark.  He chewed 
his teeth into it and Cris moaned.  "Oh !  Yes...Please."  He was licking her 
labia, could feel the moisture leaking out of her.  She had her knees up with 
her heels dug into the mattress.  Rick had his hands full of her ass and what 
a butt it was.

    He snuck his thumbs up and placed then on either side of her labia.  Open 
Sesame !  Her oyster parted and all was pink and juicy.  Rick was amazed at 
how much juice she had coating her inner labia and her cunt was drooling.  He 
lapped at it and she bucked her crotch up into his face.  He lost control and 
buried his face in her loins, running his tongue in and out of her cunt like a 
curious little snake.

    Cris was there.  The rush of heat pouring out of her belly was just the 
beginning.  Her thighs cramped up and then she rolled away from him.  He was 
crawling after her.  His face glistening in the dim light.  She tried to move 
away but he had her legs.  She was giggling and pretending struggle.  He knew 
damn well she wanted him to lick her some more.

    She was on her back and he was lifting her legs over his shoulders.  He 
was pulling her crotch up to his face and he was still kneeling.  She was 
almost upside down and his mouth was in her sex.  She involuntarily kicked her 
legs up and down but he was wild between her legs.  He was sucking her whole, 
wet cunt into his mouth.  She was cuming and felt helpless.  His arms were 
around her belly, playing with her tits.  Her nipples were sore, his fingers 
pinching them.

    She knew she was hyperventilating.  His tongue was grinding against her 
clitoris.  She was yelling.  "Oh !  Fuck !  I'm cuming...Go...Rick...Fuck !"  
His mouth was like a hungry animal in her cunt, devouring her...

    ...She could feel him behind her.  His arms were around her waist.  She 
didn't think he was sleeping.  She rolled over and kissed him, tasted herself 
on his lips and chin and tongue.  She was licking his chest hair and pushed 
him to his back.  He didn't have a lot and most of it was gray.  She was in 
his belly button when his hands came to her head.  She kept going lower and 
didn't stop until she had his penis in her mouth.  He was limp as a noodle and 
she could take the whole thing.

    Rick was staring at the ceiling.  God !  He wished he could get a hardon.  
His hips were pumping and she was sucking him.  Her hands, her mouth, licking 
his balls.  He was watching her head, her dark hair swirled around his middle 
as her mouth feasted on his limp dick.  He was thrusting with more urgency 
now.  Jesus !  He was going to cum.  His hands went back to her head and here 
it came.

    "Oh !  Cris...I'm cumming !"  It was a gasp and the load flooded out of 
the head of his penis.  Like he was pissing.  Oh !  He jerked around a little 
but the semen just leaked out of him like a dam had burst.  Cris was gobbling 
it up, sucking on his limp dick like a starving child.  He was grunting and 
groaning like an old man.

    Cris had sucked him dry.  She was still nibbling a little and decided that 
giving head to a soft dick head was a lot easier than giving a hard one head.  
She rose to her elbows.  He was looking down and she knew he was looking at 
her tits.  She slithered up and mashed them into his stomach.  Their faces 
about a foot away.  "You must have been saving up...God !  You damn near drown 
me !"

    She was curled up next to him.  He wanted to leave...Had got his rocks 
off.  So had she and that really pleased him, even if he couldn't do it 
normally.  But what is normal ?  He laughed and she asked him what he was 
laughing at ?  He told her to mind her own business and spanked her ass.  He 
left his hand on it and started to play with her cheeks.

    Cris's fingers were combing his pubic hair when she felt the twitch.  His 
cock had moved.  She kept combing, occasionally running her palm over his 
cock.  Yes !  It was getting hard.  Back to combing and it flopped over on to 
her hand.  She wrapped her hand around it and began to milk it.  He was 
breathing shallowly and Cris was debating on whether to go down on him again.

    He started to push her to her back but she resisted and never relinquished 
the hold on his hard cock.  He flopped to his back and she was over him and 
guiding the head of his cock to her cunt.  It was a swamp and she was full of 
him.  He felt good, hard and strong.  She started moving and he was pawing her 
tits, pinching her nipples and she was alive and hot and wanted to fuck.

    She was riding him and he was lying still.  It turned her on to be 
directing the coupling and she made the most of it, dancing on his prick 
almost.  The soft intake of breath made her look at the doorway.  Riki was 
standing in the doorway.  From the looks of it she'd been there a while.  Her 
blouse was open and so were her jeans.  She had a hand in each and was well on 
her way to getting herself off.

    It turned Cris on...Being watched...And she started really working on the 
cock in her belly.  She bent lower and offered him her tits.  He sucked and 
his hands crept down to her ass.  He had a cheek in each hand and was starting 
to thrust up into her.  She raised herself and begged.  "Oh !  Come on, 
Rick...Fuck me !"  She was looking toward the door and Rick followed her 
interest.  Riki's hand was really moving in the crotch of her jeans and Rick's 
dick took off in her cunt.  He was just pounding his meat in and out of her.  
She threw back her head screamed.  Her chest felt like a million needles were 
poking her skin.

    "Fuck !  Fuck !  Fuck !"  He was chanting over and over.  She joined him 
and then he flooded her cunt with his spunk.  He was pulling her ass cheeks 
apart and just ramming his spewing cock in and out of her like a machine, up 
on his heels.  She felt like a rag doll draped over him and then he collapsed 
on the bed.  They both looked over at the door but Riki was gone.

    "Sorry...I think we were probably a little loud...But we put on a pretty 
good show for her !  I know we put on a pretty good show for ourselves...That 
was wonderful...All of it.  Your mouth."  She was kissing him.  "Your cock was 
delightful and then...Want to do it again, colonel ?"  She had a wicked grin 
on her face.

    "You're trying to kill me...What time is it ?"  It was a little after two 
before he left.  Finding Emily sound asleep was a God send.  He could still 
taste Cris on his lips and chin.  His pubic hair was still damp and he 
laughed, thinking he'd tell his wife that he'd had a wet dream.  He was glad 
it wasn't a dream.

                                  The Gander

    The traffic was horrible, bumper to bumper as she crawled down the strip.  
Luis had called her last night...At home.  She was embarrassed talking to him 
with Rick in the room.  He was making a last minute trip down...The last of 
the school year.  Maybe...Could she get away ?  He'd see her tomorrow at the 
head shed.  She was flushed and could feel Rick's eyes boring into her from 
behind.

    When she turned, she found he had left the room.  She breathed easier and 
was already working on an excuse.  It had been over a month since that night.  
She remembered the morning after, waking to the smell of sex.  The room was 
permeated with it.  She rushed to the shower and when she got out, the roses 
were delivered.  A dozen red roses with a very professional card thanking her 
for the effort she put into the convention.  She squeezed her legs together.  
She was damp and horny...Couldn't stop thinking of that night...Thought she 
had put it behind her as just one of those things...Two co-workers celebrating 
a big accomplishment...They just went a little further...A one time thing.

    Then this morning...Luis with that bilingual secretary...The one with the 
perky tits and the tight behind.  She was guiding him around...His escort and 
he hardly paid any attention to her...Never even greeted her by name.  The 
flush of jealousy engulfed her.  She was angry, upset she was concerned with 
it.  She was married...Had no right to think anything ?

    Her phone rang.  It was four-fifteen.  She should have left a long while 
ago but hadn't...Expecting him to call...She tried to convince herself that 
she wasn't waiting for him but knew she was lying to herself.  The voice she 
heard greet whoever it was on the other end...It was full of hesitation, 
anticipating disappointment.

    "Emily...It's Luis !  I called your home and your husband told me you were 
still at work...What dedication."  The dark haired bilingual secretary was 
nibbling on his spent cock, licking the cum off of it.  The interview had gone 
well and now the tie breaker.  He was feeling the tingle of another hardon.  
He wanted this young thing to drain him a little more before Emily arrived.  
Then he was going to make her really work for it.  Tonight was a big night, 
Emily, baby !

    She called home to give her excuse to Rick but he wasn't there.  She left 
a message on the answering machine.  Parking was a nightmare.  It was Friday 
night.  She didn't realize she was rushing through the casino until she saw 
the bilingual secretary walk out of the bank of elevators.  Emily thought the 
woman looked like she'd just been fucked.

    She flushed and it wasn't until Luis opened the door to the room that she 
realized she'd be alone with him in the room.  Maybe, they should have met in 
the bar ?  He was wearing a robe with a pair of those speedo trunks.  Her gaze 
was drawn to his crotch as he held the door open.  His cock was plainly 
visible, a big, long lump in his trunks.

    "Miss Heldalgo and I just finished a nice work out.  Rather invigorating."  
Visions of Miss Heldalgo dressed and ready to go about ten minutes ago rushed 
through his brain.  He'd shot two good loads in her belly and they hadn't 
bothered to shower.  Her panties were soaked before she smoothed the skirt 
down around her hips.  He yanked them down at the door and forced his half 
hard cock into her cunt.  He pumped for a few minutes and then kissed her good 
bye.  Emily was going to have a tasty treat.  Maybe he should have kept the 
younger one here ?  She would have done anything he asked.  Might have been 
interesting with ms. Townsend !?

    His hand was on her ass as he guided her across the room to the couch.  
She stopped and turned toward him.  Their faces were close.  She could smell 
sex on him or maybe it was on her.  She was mushy.  "I was interviewing her 
for a job up North.  You serious about wanting to work up there because 
there's a position coming open.  Nice raise in pay.  I think you'll like the 
high desert."  His face was close to his and she smelled a woman on his 
breath.

    "Plus the fringe benefits are a little better up North...Lots of traveling 
and rubbing elbows with the rich and famous."  His hand was on her waist 
working it's way up her side.  It slid by her breast without touching it.  His 
palm was under her arm and it was damp.  Now, the heel of his hand was putting 
pressure on her breast.

    He had her wrist and was pressing her palm against his meat.  She grabbed 
it and he removed his hand from her wrist.  "You want it don't you."  It 
wasn't a question.  "It's the only thing you've thought of since I called last 
night...My cock...Fucking you.  But first I want you to suck it until it's 
nice and hard...then I'll fuck you limp."  He had his hand on her shoulder and 
she was dropping to her knees.

    Her hands drew down the trunks as Luis dropped the robe.  He was naked and 
she was dressed.  "Come on, Emily...suck it...Show me how hot you are for it."  
He stepped out of the trunks and pulled her by the hair until she could smell 
the pussy on his groin.  His cock tasted of her.  Emily's mouth was watering 
and his cock became very wet.  He was getting harder and all she could taste 
was pussy.  He was fucking her face.  She was afraid he was going to cum in 
her mouth and some of it might dribble on to her clothes.

    He lifted her by the arms and sat her on the edge of the couch.  Lifted 
her chin up and stared in her face.  "Get naked, Emily...Then I want you to 
crawl into the bedroom, right up on to the bed and start sucking my cock 
again.  That little bimbo took a little starch out of it this afternoon."  He 
was gone.

    Her legs were shaking and her thighs ached.  Her belly was churning.  She 
was aching for what she'd had in her mouth.  She knew if she left, he'd never 
bother her again...Never call...It would be over.  The first time was a 
fluke...Like she thought but this time she was asking for it...She knew she'd 
do it again, too !  Probably more than once, too.  If she moved up there near 
him it would be all the time.  She would make it happen !

                                  The Goose

    Rick listened to the playback again.  It had a sound to it...A feeling was 
more like it.  She'd be out late...Politicking is what she said.  He dialed 
the number from memory.  Cris picked up on the second ring.

    He recognized the voice.  Had seen her at least once a week since that 
night.  Once at the condo but her roommate was there.  She apologized for her 
voyeuristic tendencies.  The three of them laughed and Rick got very turned on 
remembering the event or talking about it.  He wasn't sure ?

    "Cris, Rick here...You free tonight ?  I've got a kitchen pass."

    He was tearing out of the garage in under three minutes.  It was five 
o'clock.  He set his curfew for midnight.  He was bouncing across the street 
and into the maze of condos.  Riki answered the door.  Cris would be ready in 
a few minutes.  They shot the shit for a bit and then he was accelerating out 
of the parking lot with Cris lighting up a joint.

    They were sitting in what today passes for the coffee house of old.  The 
guitar player was mediocre at best but they didn't care.  Rick was afraid he 
was falling in love with her.  That couldn't happen.  They hadn't had sex 
since the first time but that was because her roommate was always in the 
condo.

    He had his hand on her thigh and she was holding on to his arm.  He kissed 
her.  Her hand grabbed at his thigh and they were up and away from the table.  
He drove like a fool on the way back to the condo.  He was kissing the back of 
her neck as she tried to fit the key in the door.  His hands were inside her 
blouse, under her bra, pinching her nipples.  His cock was hard and pressed 
against her beautiful behind.

    They were inside and tip toeing to her room.  This time they'd close and 
lock the door.  The moaning was very soft but both of them heard it.  Riki's 
bedroom door was open and the bedside light was on.  It spilled out into the 
hall.  Cris turned and put a finger to her lips.  Rick froze as she moved to 
the bedroom door.  His cock was getting harder as he listened to the wet flesh 
slapping together...Some more moaning.

    Rick pressed his hardon against Cris's rear end and peeked around her 
shoulder.  Fuck !  It was Willy !  Naked as a jay bird and on his knees behind 
Riki's upraised butt.  He had his hands on her hips and was steadily driving 
his dick in and out of Riki's cunt.  Cris had his hard cock in her hand.  His 
hands went to her waist and started working on her zipper.

    When Rick looked up from unfastening Cris's jeans, he saw Willy staring at 
them.  Willy waved them into the room.  "Come on, you two...There's plenty of 
room."  He kept fucking Riki and leaned down to pat the bed.

    His slacks were coming down and his cock was hard as rock.  Cris was 
working on his shoes and he pulled her blouse off over her head.  The frenzy 
to get naked excited him.  Willy kept fucking Riki.  She was up on her hands 
now backing against the cock Willy was sawing in and out of her behind, 
shaking her head back and forth.

    Rick had his hands on Cris's shoulders as he guided her toward the bed.  
His cock twitched and shuddered when he squeezed it between the cheeks of 
Cris's butt.  He could see Willy's dick appear and disappear between the 
cheeks of Riki's butt...In a forest of brown curly hair.  His cock throbbed 
between Cris's ass cheeks.

                                [continued in]
                           The Goose and the Gander
                                 [part three]

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