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Kindly post the story below to my list of stories.

   Thank you Chaucer ***********************************************

   `ANNIE' Geoff Chaucer

   I fell in love with Annie the first moment I saw her.  I knew I
shouldn't have since I had been raised that girls shouldn't love girls, but
that had never stopped me before and she was so beautiful!  And it mattered
not at all to me that she was blind.  She was tall and willowy with long
strawberry blond hair that she kept brushed back from her face and clubbed
in a pony tail most of the time.  Her skin was translucent with just a
dusting of angel kiss freckles across her nose and on her cheeks.  It was
hard to tell what color her eyes were when I first saw her because she wore
dark glasses most of the time, and the first few times I saw her eyes
without her glasses they were so cloudy as to be more muddy gray than
anything else.

   I first met Annie when she applied for a job as a stenographer.  She
came in with the application already filled out and she moved so easily
that I didn't notice at first that she was blind.  She stretched the
application across my desk and I took it from her and told her to go sit
down.  She smiled and my heart skipped; a taste like copper came into the
back of my mouth and a flicker of imagination showed this beautiful woman
standing before me unclothed--and then it was gone.

   `Can you tell me where the waiting area is?' She asked.  That is when I
noticed the folded white cane in her other hand.

   `Oh, sorry,' I stood up.  `Here, let me help you.'

   `No need.  Just tell me "back" or "front", "left" or "right."'

   `Oh.  OK.  There is a couch back a couple of steps and to your right.'

   She flashed that heart stopping smile again, stepped back and let her
cane unfold.  She made a ninety degree right turn with the cane extended
then took a couple of short steps until the cane touched the base of the
couch then she turned and sat primly, knees together, dark blue straight
skirt perfectly to the bend of her knees.

   ###

   The company didn't want to hire Annie, saying that she couldn't possibly
do the job but she simply smiled and said, `Test me.' They did and her
fingers flew over the keys of the steno-machine without missing as much as
a comma.  When they still stalled she said, `I will be a great asset to
you, and if you don't hire me because I am blind I will take you to court
for discrimination.'

   She got the job.  I felt like cheering.

   Weeks passed and Annie fit in fine, though she kept mostly to herself. I
watched and wished and dreamed I was holding her and petting her soft hair
every night, but I knew that it would never happen and knowing that made me
sad.  I often cried with desire and then would go to bed and find myself
thinking about her so much that I could not sleep.  My center would grow
warm and wet and the coppery taste of desire would stay in the back of my
mouth until I could not stop myself from caressing myself.  As I touched my
body I pictured her long fingered hands caressing me from hair to feet and
imagined that I felt the satiny roughness of her tongue circling my
nipples. But not only did I want her to touch me I wanted to touch her.  I
wanted to kiss her angel kissed face and trail those kisses down her throat
between her breasts.  I wanted to lance the point of my tongue into her
navel and draw a line of sweetness down the center of her tummy to bury my
face in the soft nest of strawberry blond curls between her legs.  As my
fingers rolled the jewel in the center of my flame and dipped and stroked
the essence welling from within me I pictured my lovely Annie's face
between my legs until the clenching of relief burst within me and let me
sleep.

   In a strange way a sort of connection developed between Annie and me. 
We were somehow alike and could talk easily, and I was about the only one
she talked to.  As I said, she rather kept to herself, but that may have
been because not too many of the others in the office seemed willing to
talk to the self-assured blind girl who had threatened to take the bosses
to court, but I talked with her every chance I got.  Just to be near her
was wonderful.  Her smile and her soft contralto voice were like honey and
I was a bear cub drawn to the sweetness.

   Despite the initial resistance, hostility, and threats, Annie quickly
became a favorite among the executives.  After all, she was beautiful and
talented, so the executives, who were mostly men, flocked to her.  A few
times there were rumors that some of the men had made passes at her but
that she had shut them down with the same efficiency she seemed to do
everything else.  That was only partly true.  Most of the men who had hit
on her had taken the hint when she made it clear she wasn't interested, but
there was one who didn't.

   David was the office Lothario and he had hit on every woman who worked
there, even me, though I have been told I am rather dyke-ish, and have
always been very plain.  Clearly he only hit on me for the sake of his male
ego, and to prove to the other guys that he could have any woman in the
office.  He wasn't really interested because when I agreed to meet him for
a drink after work he didn't show.  But when Annie made it clear that she
wanted nothing to do with him he just could not let it go at that.  He
began to continually bother her, even putting his hands on her.

   One day I went into the restroom and found Annie sitting on the couch.
She was clearly shaken and had been crying because she tried to wipe her
eyes when she heard the swish of the door and my steps.  I sat down beside
her and asked what was wrong.  She leaned into me and I took her in my arms
to comfort her.  She was shaking and in a moment she began to sob again.  I
caressed her soft hair and held her tight while making comforting noises
until she calmed down and told me, `David grabbed me in the hall and put
his hand between my legs.  I was so frightened!  I almost peed in my
pants.'

   `Are you sure it was David?'

   `I could smell that nasty cologne he wears.'

   `Then let's have him arrested.  That is sexual assault!  He could go to
prison for it.  At least you need to tell the boss about it and threaten to
sue for sexual harassment.'

   `No!  I don't want to do that.  I had such a hard time getting this job
and if I start making waves like that now I will lose it sure as anything.'

   `But Honey!  You can't let him get away with this.  And they wouldn't
dare fire you!'

   `I just want to have it done with.'

   I was puzzled by why this self confident lady who had fought to get the
job and to keep the job was suddenly unwilling to fight a battle that she
could easily win so I began to probe gently.  `If you have him arrested
he'd go to jail for sure Annie.  Why not at least threaten him with it?'

   `I have my reasons.'

   `I don't understand.'

   She pulled away from me and, after a moment's hesitation, said, `Karen,
can you keep a secret?'

   `Any thing, Honey.  If you want to kill that bastard I'll help you and
no one will ever know.'

   She smiled for the first time.  `No, that isn't it, though it isn't a
bad idea.  I just...Karen, I don't like men.'

   `I don't wonder, after the way that asshole acted.'

   `No, I mean I don't "like" men.  I "like" women.'

   My heart fluttered and a bolt of electricity went through me from my
head to my middle.  `You mean--I mean, you - you're a lesbian?'

   She turned her beautiful face away from me and said, `Please don't hate
me Karen.  I just--I've always.  I tried letting a boy--you know, but it
was just so disgusting!'

   `Annie, I don't hate you!  I love you!' I turned her face back to me,
lifted her chin and gently kissed her.  She seemed shocked at first but
after a second she returned the kiss with enthusiasm.  `I've loved you from
the first second I saw you...' I told her when our kiss finished.  `... 
but what does your being a lesbian have to do with not reporting David?'

   `There might be a trial and I would have to testify and lawyers would go
digging through my life and tell everybody that I'm a queer and it would
kill my Mom and Dad.  They are very religious and...'

   `OK, OK, OK.  I think you're worrying about nothing but I understand.'

   We sat in silence for a few moments, then I said, `Annie, let me see
what I can do about this mess.  Will you trust me?'

   `No police or sexual harassment reports or anything like that?'

   `No, I promise.'

   `All right.  I already told you my secret so I guess I'll trust you.'

   I smiled.  `You know my secret too.  Do you want to share more?  Like
dinner?  Tonight?'

   She hesitated only a moment then said, `We can go right after work.'

   ###

   I began my campaign against David a few moments after Annie and I left
the Ladies Room.  I went to my friend Ronnie, who was openly, flagrantly,
gay, and asked if I could use his name.

   `What have you got cooking, Karen?' He asked.

   I told him what David had done to Annie omitting Annie's reasons for not
wanting to go to the police, and told him what I had in mind.  `And you
don't really have to do anything but deny the story.'

   Ronnie grinned crookedly.  `It would be my pleasure.  I hate that
homo-phobic prick.'

   The major reason most men feel the need to hit on every woman they see
is because they have secret doubts about their own masculinity so I took
dead aim at David's.  I whispered in the ear of one of the secretaries who
I knew to be a gossip that I had seen David holding hands with Ronnie; then
I swore her to secrecy.  That was all it took.  By the time Annie and I
left at five there were already whispers and glances going toward David. 
###

   Annie and I sat toying with our wine glasses and talking after dinner.
"I've known since I was a little girl," I said.  "Never had a doubt.  When
all my girlfriends were gushing about this boy or that boy, it was Sarah
that made me tingle.  Trouble was that Sarah was hetero to a fault.  She
wound up pregnant before she finished high-school.  Broke my heart."

   `Have you ever--you know--had a lover?' Annie asked and blushed.

   `A few, but nothing permanent.  You?'

   `No.  I mean a little when I was away at camp but it wasn't, you know?'

   Since Annie and I had sat down across the table from one another I had
been feeling the tingle of wanton desire just below the elastic of my
panties; now hearing that she was so inexperienced the tingling grew and I
could feel the warm sex-liquor begin to flow between my legs.  I took a sip
of wine and plunged ahead.  `Annie, I want to make love to you.'

   `Really?' She asked, as though she could not believe it.

   `Yes, really.'

   After a moment she said, `Please make love to me Karen.'

   I called for the dinner check.

   ###

   I took her to my apartment and held her close as we rode up in the
elevator.  She seemed nervous but receptive.  I didn't want to rush or
alarm her so I was being very careful.  I kissed her neck and then brushed
my lips against hers.  A tiny shiver passed through her and into my hand as
the elevator door opened.

   Inside my door I carefully took her coat and laid it upon the couch. 
`Would you like another glass of wine, Annie?'

   `No,' she answered, her voice deep, soft, and breathy.

   I kissed her again, this time more firmly and she answered with a kiss
of her own.  I touched the tip of my tongue to her lips and they opened to
me.  Our tongues touched and caressed and wound `round one another.  Her
mouth was sweet with the taste of wine and warm as May.

   Annie was wearing a simple white blouse with pearl buttons and a dark
magenta skirt and as we kissed I reached behind her to undo the button and
unzip her skirt.  She let it fall around her feet, as I ran my fingers
across the small of her back then down and beneath the elastic of her
panties.  Her skin was more silken than the nylon of her panties and the
swell of her bottom was alive with the feeling of strong muscle beneath the
skin when I squeezed.

   After a few seconds more of caressing her back and bottom I moved my
hands, still inside her panties, to the sides and began pushing them down,
kneeling in front of her as I did so.  Just as I had seen in my fantasies
her pubic hair was fluffy and a slightly darker ginger than the hair of her
head.  Clearly this wonderful nest of curls had never been shaved or even
trimmed for the flesh beneath was smooth with no razor marks or stubble. 
`God that is beautiful,' I breathed as I placed a kiss upon the mark the
elastic of her panties had left on her skin.

   Annie shivered with the touch of my lips and brought her hands around to
caress the back of my head, as though holding me to her.  I began trailing
kisses down the center of her mons de Venus and ended by stabbing the point
of my tongue into the fold of her.  A sigh of breath escaped her and she
moved her feet a little wider apart so that my tongue could reach deeper,
and the rich sea smell of her excitement rolled forth like an incoming
tide.

   `Karen I want to touch you,' she said.  `I want to kiss you like you are
kissing me.'

   I stood and kissed her on the mouth again, once more swirling my tongue
around hers.  `Come,' I said and lead her to the bed room.

   We undressed and lay on the bed kissing and caressing.  Her breasts were
smaller than mine and the nipples were rose pink.  They crinkled and stood
like baby finger-tips with her excitement as I ran my tongue around them,
and after a moment she moaned and pushed my mouth away.

   `Let me taste yours now,' she begged, and moved down to lick and suck my
nipples without waiting for my permission.

   As her pixie tongue sent flickers of electricity through me I lifted my
knee between her legs and pressed it against her.  When she felt the
pressure of it her hips jumped, stroking her opened sex along my thigh.  I
could feel the warm wetness of it like oil on the skin of my leg, and my
own tide of excitement trickled out to coat the inside of my thighs.

   Annie began to trail kisses down my stomach as I had earlier done to her
and in a few moments I turned onto my back and opened my legs to her.  The
first touch of her tongue against my jewel was like an explosion of warmth
behind my navel that fountained up to my breasts and cascaded down to my
center.  I found that I had been holding my breath and when Annie's
kitten-rough tongue stroked down and speared into me the air rushed from my
lungs with a moan and my hips jumped forward to open myself more to her.  I
her to never stop, but after a moment I pulled myself away and said,
"Annie, lie on your back like I was.  I want to taste you as you taste me."

   `Oh Yes...' she said.  `Oh Yes...' She took my place with knees opened
wide and I placed my knees on each side of her head, lowering myself until
I began to feel her kisses once again before I drove my tongue into her. 
Her inner lips were the color of coral beads and swollen with desire
pushing the outer lips open.  The ginger curls that fringed the orchid of
her sex were soaked and darkened with her nectar.  Some of the curls were
clumped together and plastered to her skin like spit curls and the aroma
that rose from her was a rich musk such as I had never smelled before.  It
filled my whole body with each breath as though it were a drug.  I began
kissing and stroking and tonguing and sucking and as I lost myself in Annie
I felt her greedy mouth doing the same as she lost herself in me.

   I do not know which of us climaxed first.  I like to think that we were
so in tune that we exploded in the same instant, but I found myself gasping
for breath as my whole body clenched over and over in a symphonic orgasm
that stole all my strength and made me collapse with my face still buried
between Annie's legs.

   ###

   Annie stayed the night.  We spent the hours alternately making love and
quietly whispering and petting until it was time to go to work.

   `Karen, I'm scared,' She said.  `David--`

   `Is not going to be a problem much longer, I promise.  He may try to hit
on you again but I will keep an eye on him.  I figure he will last a couple
more weeks at most.'

   And it was true.  The whispers about David and Ronnie grew louder and
louder and every time Ronnie denied that there was anything between them
the sniggering around the office got a little more pronounced.  David did
indeed hit on Annie again but I was around when it began and when I lifted
an eyebrow at him and smiled I could see him deflate like a balloon.  At
last some one else complained to the boss that David was sexually harassing
them.  I made sure the whispers said it was Ronnie and that was the end. 
David found work elsewhere and Annie I still laugh about it all these years
later.



   THE END



   chaucer48@earthlink.net EarthLink Revolves Around You.


   chaucer48@earthlink.net EarthLink Revolves Around You.

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