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Chapter One:  Sent Packing

I suppose I should start with how I got to where I am.
 I've had several jobs in my life.  I used to work
with my father in two or three.  Eventually we were
working on a startup project that involved a lot of
travel to Europe.  My wife, at this time, was a
stay-at-home mom.  That company ran out of money
before we were able to finish developing the product
and make some sales.  It was a crushing blow to me
personally.

Life goes on, however, so we both went back to work. 
She got a job at the hospital (she's an RN).  I ended
up at a relatively large local computer manufacturer. 
I actually worked as a temp, contracted to a very
large IT outsource supplier to whom the computer
company outsourced their IT operations.  I got to work
for two cluster-fuck companies at the same time, yeah
baby.  Of course, opportunities for advancement were
virtually nil.

That gig was going to end after about a year.  I spent
most of that year browsing the various want ads and
career sites.  I wasn't holding too much hope of
finding a job in the same town, so I was actually
looking in a larger city about 90 miles away.  I
accidentally found an advertisement for a position at
the public library in my town.  Talk about luck.

The position was a perfect fit for me.  Half of the
time is devoted to computer and software maintenance
and the other half to the reference desk.  The pay is
pretty good and the benefits are great (city job
woohoo!!!).

Little did I realize when I was hired, that I would be
presented, on almost a daily basis, a bountiful buffet
of beautiful bodies to.

In addition to the desirable women that I work with,
there is a string of women and girls that parade
through the library.  There are many "regulars" that
we see often.  There are many more that you may only
see once or twice.  The most wonderful thing is that
often they must talk to me.  I still haven't gotten
over the fact that, sometimes, I am REQUIRED to ask a
beautiful girl for her telephone number.  Dear Lord,
what a racket.  A less upstanding person than I could
really make some time, but likely be fired when
someone found out.  I intend to stay at this job for a
good long time, there are too many benefits.

Within my first couple of weeks on the reference desk
a very noticeable woman came in.  I would guess she
was early twenties.   She was obviously Asian and wore
her long black hair tied back to reveal a slender,
graceful neck. She was dressed in very tight, pale
yellow jeans.  Her top half was adorned with one of
those halter type tops that have the puffy or ruffled
sleeves.  The bodice part was tight over her tummy and
breasts, and the neckline was cut to show ample
cleavage.  Her breasts were large for her frame and
were set high and proud on her chest.  If he was
wearing a bra, it was sheer enough to be of little
consequence, as I could easily make out the outline of
her dark nipples against her skin.  Her tummy was flat
and tight and drew the eye directly to the waistband
of her low rise jeans.

She approached the reference desk and asked, in
accented but perfectly understandable English "May I
use an internet computer?"

After asking her if she had a Library card (which is
required to log into the internet for time control
purposes (she didn't)), I led her to one of the
internet machines which would leave her standing
nearly directly in front of me about 15 feet away.

As I logged the guest card number into the system, she
stood right at my left elbow.  A quick (but lingering)
glance from the corner of my eye was rewarded with a
view down the front of her blouse.  The view was
inspiring and, in fact, was starting to inspire a
bulge in the front of my pants.  I don't know that she
noticed, if she did, she discretely ignored it.  I
imagine a girl that looks like her is used to
attention, and reactions along those lines.  The skin
of her décolletage was smooth, tan and flawless.  I
could see her nipples pushing against the fabric. 
They were at least semi-erect.  The sight nearly
caused my heart to skip a beat.

I finished logging her in and gave her a few
instructions.  As I gave her the instructions, I
looked into her eyes.  They were a beautiful
amber/brown and seemed to glow from within.  My voice
quivered a little, and I nearly forgot to breathe. 
The corners of her mouth twitched into a barely
perceptible smile, which broadened as she thanked me
for my assistance.

I, of course, replied with all the grace and suave
elegance of James Bond (if he was suffering from a
debilitating concussion).  "No problem."

For the first time that I can remember, I actually had
the urge to say truthfully, "The pleasure was all
mine."  But, alas, I remained mute and retreated to
the bastion of the reference desk.

I don't believe my eyes left her while she remained at
her computer.  The computers face the reference desk,
so she was positioned with her back to me.  My gaze
traveled up and down her body several times.  Her
long, elegant legs were perched atop a set of low
heeled sandals that exposed most of her foot.  The
denim of her jeans cradled a perfect, tight ass (her
jeans were tight enough that I could tell she carried
nothing in her pockets).  The small of her back was
exposed by the top she was wearing.  The skin looked
every bit as perfect as it was in her cleavage.  The
lacey edge of the top of her panties poked above the
waistband at the top of her pale yellow denim jeans. 
Her long hair hid the back of her neck from my view
(maybe I could ask her to put it up for a while).  Her
fingers danced lightly over the keys as she checked
her email.

After she stood for a while she shifted positions a
bit.  I don't know where they learn it, but some girls
have this natural ability to stand in the sexiest way.
 She bent her right leg and braced it by placing her
right foot on her left leg near her knee.  She
balanced there with the elegance of some Asian crane. 
For some reason I had a desire to try my hand at
origami (Dewey #: 736.982).  I was entranced to say
the least.  Her every movement was a study in
gracefulness. 

She finished her task on the internet and logged off. 
As she walked by my desk, she flashed a warm smile and
thanked me again.  Her breasts lightly jiggled with
every step.  I was left with another inspiring view of
her backside as she headed toward the elevator.  Her
hips swaying, every so slightly as she moved.  I think
I caught her glancing back toward me (perhaps just to
confirm that I was indeed watching her (they always
know, don't they)).  As the doors opened, she entered
and selected the button for the ground floor.  Then
she turned around, a warm smile spreading on her face.
 The doors closed and she was gone.  I was left with
the memory of that smile, the gleam in her eyes, and a
sweet, but somehow spicy scent in the air.  I don't
know if it was her perfume or her lunch that I might
have smelled.  I didn't really care, for that matter,
the smell certainly indicated something good to eat.

I was in a bit of a haze for the rest of the shift. 
About all I remember is attempting to stay behind the
desk for the rest of the shift because of my raging
hard-on.  Staying behind the desk wasn't much of a
problem (I didn't yet know where much of anything
was).  This provided ample time to reflect on the
beauty that I had just witnessed.  Reflection on the
subject did little to ease my erection, of course.

I drove home in that semi-automatic way that you do
sometimes.  You look up and realize you've gone a mile
or so, and don't remember anything about it.

When I got home, the sight of my wife bending over the
oven to remove our dinner reawakened the desires that
I had experienced before.  It was a simple matter to
redirect those desires to my wife (fortunately).  I
sidled up behind her and, after making sure she had
put down the casserole, wrapped my arms around her
from behind.  The little twitch in her body told me
she hadn't heard me enter.  But she soon melted into
my arms.  My hands moved gently up to cup her breasts
(they aren't huge (B cups) but they certainly suit the
purpose at hand).  I could feel her nipples stiffen
into the palms of my hands.  My erect cock pressed
against her ass.  She gently rotated her hips so that
her ass stroked my cock.

No words passed between us, but the communication was
abundant.  It was obvious what I wanted.  It was
apparent she was willing.  One problem, the kids were
running around the house.  The joys of my life were a
serious threat to nip this little interlude in the
bud.  Thanks to our extensive video collection,
however, they were soon settled in front of one of the
very fine movie offerings of the Disney Company.  We
may not get the whole 89 minute runtime, but we have
become very efficient in our lovemaking just for that
reason.

I followed my wife up the stairs.  Her ass wiggled
provocatively in my face.  I slid my hands slowly up
her legs and under her shorts to gently squeeze her
ass cheeks.  She squealed a little bit and quickened
her pace to get away from me.  I'll never know why she
doesn't make me go first when I get this way.  We
scurried down the hall to the bedroom.  I was pulling
the bottom of her t-shirt up as we closed and hooked
the little lock on the door.

The shirt rising revealed a pale expanse of her
stomach (working moms don't have too much time to tan
you know).  Her bra was soon exposed and her nipples
pressed against the satiny fabric.  She reached down
and tugged at my shirt to un-tuck it and pulled it off
over my head.  I slid my arms around her waist and
pulled her against me.  The heat of her flesh nearly
overwhelmed me as our lips pressed together.  Our
tongues began the dance that we have danced a thousand
times.

I slid my hands up her back to the clasp of her bra. 
Through years of dedication and diligent practice, I
can unfasten her bra in about 3.4 seconds.  Her
breasts, released from the support of the bra, pressed
against my chest.  I reached up between us and pulled
her bra down as she let the straps slide off her arms.

We continued our savage tongue battle as we melted
into each other's arms again.  My throbbing cock
pressed between her legs and she rubbed against it as
if trying to force it through our clothing to complete
the connection she desired.  My hands traveled down
the smooth skin of her back to cup her round, firm ass
cheeks.  As my hands were working toward her ass, I
kissed down to her chin.  Then I continued kissing
around her jaw toward her ear.  I nipped at her
earlobe a bit, she shivered and moaned into my hair. 
Then I continued down her neck.  I pulled her hard
against me, nearly lifting her off the floor.  She
moaned again as I continued kissing down her chest
toward her breasts.

I took her right nipple in my mouth and rolled it
around a bit with my tongue.  Her breathing got deeper
and she pulled my head against her chest.  I slid my
right hand up her side and again cupped her left
breast.  I began gently rolling her nipple between my
fingers.  Over the next few minutes, I began
increasing the pressure, both of the suction on her
right nipple and the finger manipulation of her left. 
Her breathing began to get more ragged and soft moans
were escaping her lips.  Soon I was nearly biting her
right nipple and pulling and twisting her left just
until a gasp escaped her lips.

After a few seconds of working on her nipples, I
switch so that my mouth covered her right nipple and
my right hand began work on her left.  She began
rotating her hips faster and harder against my raging
erection.

I left my mouth on her breast to continue working on
her nipples, switching from one to the other
occasionally.  My hands worked their way down to
unfasten her shorts.  I pushed them down her thighs to
about her knees and let them drop to the floor.  She
stepped out of them and returned the favor by
unfastening my khaki's and pulling them off.  Since my
underwear was doing little to hide my cock in the
state it was in, she pulled the waistband over my
throbbing cock and pushed them down my legs.

As she was bending down to push my underwear down my
legs, she captured the end of my cock in her mouth and
swirled her tongue around the head while sucking
gently.  It wouldn't take long to bring me off that
way, but I had other plans for what was sure to be a
huge load of cum.

I pulled her up and kissed her hard on the lips.  She
returned the kiss with enthusiasm.  I hooked my thumbs
on the waistband of her panties and pulled them down
her legs.  While I was bent down, I returned her
favor, burying my nose in the soft brown, neatly
trimmed, curls between her legs.  I gently lapped at
her clit a few times as she tried to spread her legs
to allow me better access.

I guided her to the bed and gently pushed her back
onto it.  She lay back on the bed with her feet still
on the floor.  I kissed my way up one from one knee
toward her pussy.  I again teased her clit with my
tongue.

I would like nothing more than to spend an hour with
my head between her legs, but with the kids only
downstairs, I knew time was of the essence.  In any
case, she was more than ready anyway; her juices were
nearly flowing down the insides of her thighs.

I motioned for her to move up the bed to give me a
place to get between her legs.  She willingly complied
and slid up high enough to lay her head on her pillow,
the whole time staring into my eyes.  I slid up
between her legs and positioned my cock at the
entrance to her pussy.  She swiveled her hips up
slightly to allow me a better angle.

I pushed the head of my cock inside her and she moaned
quietly.  After waiting a few seconds and sliding back
and forth just a bit to spread her lubrication around
on my cock, I pushed deep insider her.  A low moan
escaped her lips, and her eyes closed, as I speared
her as deep as I could.  After I was all the way in, I
stayed still inside her for a bit to allow her to
adjust.  I rested my upper body on my elbows and bent
my head down to nibble and suck on her tits.

She started to rotate her hips to signal that she was
ready to continue.  I kissed my way up her chest to
her neck, and eventually her lips.  As we kissed long
and deep, I slowly drew my cock out, till the head was
again just at the entrance to her pussy.  I pushed in
deep again.  I could feel her cervix rubbing against
the head of my cock as I pushed to her depths.

I continued to stroke back and forth, nearly pulling
out of her each time, then pushing back deep inside
her.  With each stroke, I gradually quickened the pace
of my thrusts, and a soft moan escaped her lips each
time I fully entered her.  After a few minutes, I slid
up a little higher on her body.  This changed the
angle that my cock entered her so that my shaft was
rubbing against her clit with each stroke.

The intensity of her moans increased (but not the
volume), and a blush started to spread across her neck
and chest.  Soon, her head was thrashing from side to
side, and her mouth clamped shut.  She made no noise
at all for about 15 seconds or so.  Then she finally
had to gasp for breath.  Her pussy clamped down on my
cock.  It pulled to the surface the climax that had
been building all afternoon.  My cum gushed deep
inside her as I slammed once more to her depths.  

"Ohhh, gawd" escaped our lips, almost in unison.

Every muscle in both our bodies was tense as we tried
to push closer to each other as if to merge into one
being.  With each heartbeat, another spasm rushed
through my body, and another spurt of my cum flooded
her pussy.  I could feel it surrounding my cock and
mixing with her waiting juices.

I slowly began to regain my other senses and started
to gingerly move my cock within her again.  When any
part of me touched her, now hypersensitive, clit her
entire body would body would spasm and quiver as if
being hit with a jolt of electricity.

We finally collapsed in an exhausted heap, our
breathing still heavy from the exertion.  My cock
slowly began to wither inside her and I rolled to lie
next to her.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Mommy?" called one of our daughters.  Their timing is
nothing if not 
impeccable.



DM


		
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