6 comments/ 117462 views/ 26 favorites Not So Innocent By: deepemerald Bella was a popular girl in her high school. She was a straight A student, leader of the student council, a top athlete and a member of several academic clubs. She'd won a scholarship to spend the summer as an exchange student in Italy and now that the new academic year was in full swing, her fellow students had heard all about how much Bella had loved Italy. Well, almost all. What she didn't tell anyone was the education she'd received from the son in her host family. Having turned 18 just before she left for Italy, Bella had been keen to be treated as an adult when she was overseas. She'd drunk the local wine and then she'd fucked the local cock. She hadn't meant to lose her virginity, but Bruno was such a charmer and, with his tongue up her cunt, he'd persuaded her to fuck him. And they'd fucked a lot. Bella had been surprised at how she'd managed to walk at all by the end of the summer. Now that she was back in her old routine she was finding that her pussy was aching for a cock. Before she lost her virginity she'd never been bothered by the lack of boys at her school, but now it was killing her. She was desperate for a fuck, but she didn't want to date anyone. One day she'd been rehearsing a play and was late leaving school. The other students were picked up by their parents, but Bella's mother was working late and her father was at a conference. There was nowhere to park at her city centre school and she'd spent her bus fare on a snack. She waved at her principal and started walking home. The school was located in a part of town that had been very respectable 100 years ago, but that was now bordering fairly seedy areas. Bella had walked through the seedy parts of town before, but always during the day. Now it was getting late and it seemed as though a whole new world had opened up. There were hookers out on the street and the sex shops were doing great business. She walked past a couple of strip clubs and a movie theatre. A lot of sounds were coming out of the bars and she thought longingly that if she were old enough to get in she was sure to be able to pick up a one night stand. "Hey! Schoolgirl!" someone shouted and Bella looked around. "Yeah, you in the school uniform. I'm over here!" Bella looked across the street and saw a woman holding up a shop door. She motioned for Bella to come over and she crossed the street. "You're a pretty girl," said the woman when Bella entered her shop. It was a lingerie shop with some very revealing outfits. "Do you need some extra cash?" "What do you mean?" Bella was confused. "I mean, I run an escort business and one of my clients has requested a catholic schoolgirl. Would you be interested?" "What does it involve?" Bella started feeling excited by what was unfolding. "Well, it means that the next time he's in town he'd like you to go over to his hotel while still in your school uniform, tell reception that you're his niece, they'll let you into his room and then you let him take you to dinner, for which he'll pay me a fee, half of which I give to you." "Oh," Bella was disappointed. "Is that it?" "It is as far as I'm concerned. I don't condone anyone turning tricks. But if he wants to fuck you, and you want to fuck him, and he wants to give you pocket money... Who am I to complain?" "Oh," Bella was contemplating what she'd been told. "How much pocket money do you think that he might want to give me?" "It depends on whether you're a good girl. You see, girls who suck their uncles' cocks will get a certain amount, whereas girls who stay and fuck their uncles all night get a lot more." The woman started mentioning some sums to Bella who felt her smile growing. This was exactly what she needed. She'd get cock, as much cock as she wanted by the sounds of it, and she'd be able to save up for the expensive university education that she was hoping to be accepted into. Things could hardly get better. "So, when does my uncle want to see me?" she asked. "He's in town tomorrow, if that's OK with you." "That sounds great." She gave the woman her phone number and got the details of where the man who wanted the schoolgirl would be staying. The woman then asked if she could have some photos of Bella in case anyone else was interested so she took a couple of photos of Bella in her uniform and then a few in various states of undress. She lent her a sexy set of white lace underwear for the last photo. The next day Bella couldn't contain her excitement. She was uncharacteristically day dreaming her way through her classes and then she called her mother and told her that she'd stay the night at her friend Gillian's house. She knew her parents never checked up on her and it took a load off her mother's mind since she was having to work late again. With the details on a piece of paper she headed to the five star hotel where the man was staying. She walked up to reception and was greeted with a smile. "Hi, can you call Mr Barnes in room 438 and tell him that his niece Bella is waiting in reception." "Certainly, miss." She was soon shown to the elevators and headed up to the fourth floor. The door was open and she walked in. She was greeted by a middle-aged man in a suit. "Bella..." he sounded as though he was tasting her name. "Rita really outdid herself this time. You're gorgeous." "Thank you, sir." "Please, call me Albie. I think we should be on a first name basis, don't you?" "Sure, Albie." "You have magnificent tits. They're not wonderbra-d, are they?" "No, they're all mine." "What cup size?" "I'm C-cup." "Oh, delicious. You know, I know I'm supposed to take you out for a meal, but I've had a hell of a day, would you mind getting room service here instead?" "Not at all. I'm not very hungry, anyway." This was true, she had far too many butterflies in her stomach at the moment. "You're not hungry? I thought I'd be able to tempt you with a few extras for dessert." "Maybe we should skip the meal and go straight for dessert." Bella couldn't believe how confident she was sounding. "A girl after my own heart. How much pocket money did Rita promise you?" Bella mentioned the amount and he handed her a wad of cash, which she put in her schoolbag. When she turned around he'd let his pants fall onto the floor and stood with his semi-erect cock in his hand. He looked like he'd get very big once he was hard and Bella couldn't help smiling. She took off her cardigan and threw it on a chair and then she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the sexy underwear she'd ended up buying from Rita the previous day. "Take off your underwear, but leave your blouse and skirt on for the time being." She did as she was told and then she kneeled in front of his cock. She took him into her mouth and he sighed with pleasure as she teased him with her tongue. Bella had learnt a lot about cock sucking during the summer. Bruno had taught her well and, judging by his moans, Albie was more than happy with her skills. After a while he grabbed a tight hold on her head and started fucking her mouth, forcing his hard 8 inches down her throat. Bella's throat was tight around his cock head when he exploded and started shooting his load into her mouth. He pulled out and finished with a squirt in her face and one on her tits. "Mmmm baby," he smiled. "You are one hell of a cock sucker. Now, will you let me taste some of your teenage pussy?" "Be my guest," Bella smiled seductively, catching sight of herself in the mirror, wearing nothing more than a checked skirt and a white blouse with her firm tits in full view. "Excellent, now sit up there on the bed with your legs parted wide and your skirt pulled up. That's it. Now use your fingers to part your pussy lips for me. I want to see your cunt open wide." He watched as Bella did as she was told and she was aware of how wet she was. He buried his finger in her cunt, stirred it around and pulled it out, covered with her juice. He licked his finger and smiled. Then he repeated the action and fed his finger to Bella who lapped up her juices. Finally he dove in with his tongue, first teasing her clit and then tongue fucking her. She'd already cum once by the time he started finger fucking her. He started with two fingers and ended up with four, his tongue licking her clit and rubbing it sensually. Bella's pants got louder and louder and she came again, showering his hand with her sweet nectar. He pulled away and licked his hand with a smile. "You're so sexy, Bella. See how hard I am again. Why don't you put on the condom so that we can fuck?" She did as she was told and soon he'd pinned her underneath his body and he held her legs up high as he buried his shaft in her tight cunt. He started fucking her with long, deliberate strokes. Each time he buried his cock deep inside her cunt he grinded himself against her clit, making her moan louder and louder. He knew exactly what he was doing and it wasn't long before he made her cum again. He then lay on his back and made her ride him while he toyed with her tits. Her skirt covered her cunt and his cock and he made her hold it up so that he could see his cock sliding into her schoolgirl cunt as she rode him. He kneaded her tits harder and harder, squeezed her nipples hard and then he started rubbing her clit. They were both ready this time. When she came again, the convulsions of her cunt sent him over the edge and he let go with a loud groan, shooting his second big load of the night. When they'd recovered they ordered room service and they ate with Bella still in her uniform blouse and skirt, with her tits hanging out. Then he finally let her undress and they had another fuck marathon before they fell asleep together. In the morning he had her suck him off for a final time before she showered and dressed for school. He gave her a generous tip as she left his room. Bella was on cloud nine for the next couple of days. It had felt so naughty to fuck Albie and it had been more erotic than anything she'd done with Bruno. The idea of doing it again made her hornier than she'd ever been before. It wasn't long before she heard from Rita. "I got a very good report on you," Rita said. "I have some money that's yours. I've also had a request from another man who would like a young girl by his side. He won't want you in your school uniform, but he would like a date with you on Saturday and he wants you to stay the night. Is that going to be a problem?" "Not a problem," Bella replied, feeling a tingle in her pussy as Rita explained the situation. As far as Bella was concerned, Saturday couldn't come soon enough. On the Saturday Bella explained to her parents that she and her girlfriends were going to rehearse for a school talent show. She let them drop her off outside her friend Katie's house, knowing that Katie and her parents had gone away for the weekend. As soon as her parents drove off she called a cab and went behind some bushes to change. Rita had been very clear. The man Bella was meeting tonight liked the slutty look so Bella wore a black push-up bra and matching thong. She wore the shortest black skirt she could find and a transparent black blouse with only two front buttons. On her feet she wore knee high black leather boots with 3 inch heels. The boots had cost a bundle, but she'd had plenty of cash after her meeting with Albie and she figured they were a good investment. When she was dropped off at the hotel she called Mr Turner and told him that she was in reception, reading a magazine by the fish tank. She didn't have to wait long for him to appear and he had no problems making her out. He grabbed her hand and led her through to the restaurant next door without a word. Dinner was pleasant. Mr Turner didn't spare any expenses. They were seated in a private booth and his hands kept fondling Bella's thigh. Ever so often he caressed her pussy through the lace of her thong and she knew that he must be able to feel how wet she was getting. Neither one of them was interested in dessert. He fondled her tits on the way to his room and by the time they reached his door she was braless and the buttons of her blouse were already undone. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her passionately as he closed the door behind him. Then he reached into his pocket and handed her some cash. "Put this money somewhere safe, baby," he said between kisses, letting her go just long enough to stuff the money in her bag. "Now I'm gonna fuck your horny little cunt." He ripped her clothes off, but left her boots on. Then he tore his own clothes off. Soon they were naked and he placed kisses on her smooth pussy and then he bit her nipples while putting on his condom. Finally he pushed her forward and made her bend over the bed and he entered her from behind. He slid deep inside her and came to rest just long enough for her to get used to the massive girth of his 6 inches of meat. He fondled her tits roughly and then he started fucking her. He moved slowly at first, making sure she felt every inch of his cock every time he impaled her. Then he picked up the pace and she panted wildly every time he slammed into her, his hips slapping against her ass. Her moans got uncontrollable as his fucking intensified. Then she reached down for her clit and started massaging it. She couldn't wait much longer and came right then, squeezing his cock hard. The minute she was done cumming he pulled out, pushed her onto the bed and turned her over. He grabbed her ankles and used them to push her ass up in the air, giving him deep access to her battered cunt once again. Her tits bounced with each thrust and she lay below him, impaled on his cock and kneading her tits. When she noticed that he was about to cum she teased her clit again and they came together. They both caught their breath before he pulled his cock out of her shivering cunt and kneeled next to her face. "Lick my cock, slut," he commanded her and she was happy to oblige. He was soon hard again and fucked her face as she sucked on his shaft. Just as he was about to cum he pulled her face off his cock by her hair and squirted his cum all over her face and tits. He lay spent next to her and watched her scoop up his milk with her finger and licking it off. He turned over and called room service and ordered chocolate spread. He didn't bother dressing for the delivery and the guy couldn't be in any doubt as to the use of the spread as Mr Turner had asked Bella to spread her legs as he went up and opened the door. He opened the lid and started smearing the chocolate all over Bella's pussy and tits. What followed was the most erotic hour in Bella's life as he used his skilful tongue to lap it all up. Bella had stopped counting her orgasms as he finished lapping up her pussy juices and turned the lights out. Bella was awoken early the next morning by the feeling of a cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt. By the time she realised what was going on there was a finger on her clit and she came. Mr Turner then turned her over and placed his full weight on her body and fucked her again. This time she didn't need to tease her clit as his full weight slammed into it with each thrust. They were bathing in sweat as they came for the final time. "You better get dressed and get yourself out of here," he said as he pulled his cock out of her cunt. "My wife will be here in half an hour." Bella jumped into her outfit and left. It was still too early to go home, so she spent some of the money she'd made last night in a diner, treating herself to a breakfast. A few days later Bella received another call from Rita. "You gotta help me, Bella," Rita begged her. "One of my girls has let me down and she was supposed to attend a business meeting with one of my biggest clients tonight. You gotta do it for me." It was no problem for Bella. It was a busy time of the year for her parents so they didn't question her wanting to stay overnight at her friends' houses. She stopped by Rita's on the way home from school and picked up an evening dress. It was a long red skirt with two strips of material that locked behind the neck, leaving the back bare and most of her tits exposed. There was no way of hiding them in a bra and her hard nipples poked through the material like needles. She had no tit tape so she knew that she'd have to sit straight all night or her tits would be on full display. She took a cab to the restaurant and was showed into a private dining room. A man that she recognised as Ralph Hornby by Rita's description stood up and greeted her. "You must be Bella," he smiled and squeezed her ass as he kissed her cheeks. "You're even sexier than Rita said." He introduced her to his two associates and as soon as she sat down dinner was served. The men discussed a deal during the meal and Bella was bored out of her mind. All men had their eyes fixed at her cleavage and she struggled not to show more than she was supposed to. As their dessert plates had been cleared Mr Hornby's hand moved up Bella's spine to her neck where he released the button of her dress and the two fabric strips fell down, revealing Bella's firm tits. "Wow," Ralph Hornby said. "Those tits are beauties. I hope you boys don't mind if I watch?" The two men shook their heads no as they started stroking their budding erections. They each started fondling a tit, pinching and tweaking Bella's nipples. Then they asked her to stand up and let her clothes off. When she was naked one man started fondling her pussy while the other guy stood behind her, his erection against her ass as he kneaded her tits. The men both pulled their pants off and Bella knew that it was time for her to get to work. She got on her hands and knees and sucked one cock into her mouth while Ralph handed the other guy a condom. He soon buried his meat in Bella's cunt and started fucking her, forcing her to take his friend's cock deeper into her throat with each thrust. When Bella came they made her turn around and she was now sucking the cock that had been in her cunt and the other cock, longer and thicker, was now pumping in and out of her hungry hole. She came one more time before the guy in her mouth fed her a mouthful of cum and as she swallowed it the other guy groaned and shot his load. They'd only just pulled out of her when Ralph tossed Bella's clothes to her. "Come on Bella," he said impatiently. "Get dressed. I don't want to wait any longer to fuck you. I'll speak with you two tomorrow, but I trust we've agreed on a deal?" The two men laughed and nodded with satisfaction in their eyes, but still looked longingly at Bella's ass as she exited the room with Ralph. His erection was building a tent in his trousers and in the limo back to his apartment he snuck his hands inside her dress and fondled her tits. "Did you enjoy being fucked by two men at once?" he whispered in her ear. "I loved watching your tits sway as they fucked you. When I fuck you I'll make sure to grab hold of them. You're a very sexy girl. I hope you're still horny because we've got all night." They only just made it into his apartment when he tore his clothes off and pushed Bella against a table. With a swift move her dress came off and since he'd taken care of her thong for the ride to his place there was nothing more for him to remove. With an experienced hand he slipped into a condom before he penetrated her dripping cunt. As promised, he grabbed her tits as he started slamming into her. He fucked her fast and hard. There was raw animal lust in the air and Bella could feel her pussy juices running down the insides of her thighs as he kept fucking her. When they came at last they'd worked themselves up to such a frenzy that they both screamed out with relief. Next Ralph ate Bella's pussy before making her ride him so that he could once more pay attention to her tits. Then he spent what seemed like an eternity on fucking her tits. She was red and sore all over after his manhandling and happy to let him finger her to sleep. The next morning he fucked her against the cold tiles in the shower, bringing her to more orgasms. She received a hefty sum of pocket money when she left a happy Ralph to get ready for his business meeting that morning. He watched appreciatively as she got into her school uniform and told her that he would have to fuck her once when she wore it. She knew that he would. Not So Innocent Bella had a busy year. By the time she left high school she'd lost count of how many men she'd fucked. She didn't need to apply for a scholarship to the top university where she'd been accepted as she had plenty of money to pay for tuition for both undergraduate and graduate school. Rita wanted her to keep escorting men, but Bella was embarking on a new chapter in her life. She wanted to start dating guys her own age and, who knows, she might need to use her talents elsewhere if her grades didn't turn out as good as she'd hoped. Not so Innocent *This story was fun to write because I based my characters on people I know....I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it. * Alex stared at Justin from her perch on the lifeguard chair, admiring him in his swim trunks. He was tall, but then compared to her five foot one inch frame, everyone was. Still though, at six foot four inches, with a shaved head and various tattoos adorning his body, Justin had the bad boy look nailed and appealed to Alex in ways she had never imagined possible. He was twenty seven, and the age difference (Alex being only 20) only made him appeal to her all the more. She waved down at him, hoping he would come up to see her as he occasionally did. She was not disappointed, and moments later he was sitting beside her on the wooden chair, which was completely against the rules. "You're not supposed to be up here," she said laughing, "how many times do I have to tell you that? This is just for lifeguards, guests are supposed to stay by the poolside!" Alex tried to sound indignant, but knew she failed and didn't really care. She hated to admit it, but she loved it when Justin sat with her, his mere presence thrilled her to the core. "And do you always follow the rules Alexandra?" Justin asked teasing her, using the name he knew she hated. "Of course!" she looked at him innocently. "We all know that I'm a good girl! I never do anything wrong, and if I get in trouble for you being up here, I'm gonna blame it on you!" She giggled as she said it, mostly because she knew she had just completely pinpointed the image of herself. Because everyone did see her as an angel. Nobody had any reason to believe otherwise. "Ok, well I'll get down then, I certainly don't want you to get your perfect little self in trouble because of me!" Justin flashed her that smile, the perfect mix of lustful devilishness and little boy mischief that made her melt. When she saw it, Alex wanted to yell, 'No! Stay up here with me!' Instead however she nodded and watched him climb down from her chair. As he stood on the edge of the pool, he yelled up to her, "You owe me a quick swim when your shift gets out!" And with that, he dove smoothly into the pool, swimming away from her and towards a group of guys that regularly swam with him. An hour later Alex, waiting for her shift to end, continued to survey the pool. Left now was Justin, two of his friends, and a mother with her small child leisurely floating around the shallow end. Alex checked her watch, nearly 5:00. She began to think of her evening, trying desperately to think of what she would do that night after work. Her mind was a blank, and it depressed her a bit to think that she had no plans. If it had been just a week before she would surely have been going to Tom's house, but since his declaration that he was not going to survive another year of a long distance relationship with a college student things had ended. Alex sighed, thinking of the year she had wasted with the jerk that obviously didn't care about her. Her thoughts were interrupted as Shelia, the girl who worked the 5:00 -10:00 shift climbed up on the lifeguard chair beside her. "Hey Alex, anything happen today?" she asked, the standard question as shifts were changed. "Nope, not really, just another day." Shelia nodded and settled onto her perch as Alex tossed her sunscreen and sunglasses into her canvas bag and climbed off the chair. "See you tomorrow Shelia!" she called up as she began to walk out of the pool area. Just as she got to the gate, Alex was splashed with a huge wave of cold water. Not amused, she turned to see who had splashed her, only to look down into the face of Justin, flashing her that smile again. "Where do you think you're going Alexandra?" he inquired seriously. "I do believe you promised me a swim." He looked at her, fully prepared to give her a hard time if she tried to bail on him. Knowing this, Alex relented. "Fine, I'll swim with you for a few. But if you call me Alexandra again I'll - " Justin cut her off splashing her again. "Yeah? You'll what?" He laughed as she shivered with the unexpected cold water, and tried to suppress a grin as he saw her nipples stiffen through her suit. "Whatcha gonna do princess?" Alex offered him no response, and instead did her best cannon ball as close to him as possible, nearly landing on his head. When she surfaced laughing hysterically, he was there, immediately dunking her back under. That time, she surfaced sputtering and nearly choking. "Bastard" she muttered under her breath, laughing even as she choked. "That's not very nice language for such a sweet girl like yourself," Justin teased her. "I'm sure you don't talk like that around your mother!" He laughed, and she suggested a race across the pool, a challenge he eagerly accepted. "No cheating this time!" he warned her, as the two prepared. On his command they took off, Alex easily pulling ahead and beating him to the other side by a full body length. She was laughing when he touched the side, exclaiming, "You're such a cheater!" in a voice that feigned anger. "Yeah right. I didn't need to cheat and you know it! Maybe you should lay off the beer, you might be able to pick up some speed!" With that, Alex took off towards the other side, leaving Justin behind her, sputtering and laughing. She waited for him to catch up, and when he did, she told him she needed to get going. "Aww come on Alex!" he nearly whined. "I don't wanna swim by myself! You could stay a little longer!" He was teasing, giving her a hard time as he always did. "Unless you have to get home to Tommy boy to..." he abruptly ended his sentence when he saw her flinch. "Oh shit, I'm - " She cut him off. "Don't worry about it Justin. No biggy. Really," She insisted, hoping the subject would drop. "Alex, I'm really sorry, I didn't know that - " She again cut him off, offering, "hey, you want to hang out tonight? I don't have plans, we could just chill in the apartment, watch a movie or something maybe?" She was surprised by her offer, and suddenly feared he would reject it. However, he smiled, seemed genuinely pleased, and got out of the water immediately going for his towel. "Sounds good kid," he said, tossing her towel to her as he continued to dry himself off. She wrapped herself up in her towel, smiling to herself, suddenly excited that Justin was coming over. She would never admit to anyone that she'd had a crush on him since she met him four years ago when they both worked at a local store. He'd been twenty-three then and she a mere child at sixteen. Since then they had worked off and on together, then he left to work in a detail shop for cars and she left for college. That was two years ago, and she had grown up a bit by then, something he was acutely aware of. They continued to keep in touch through email and during the summers and holidays when she was home, and there were many times Alex found herself wishing that something would transpire between them. The two were drying off, spacing out into their own thoughts, when Shelia yelled down, "Alex, you've been here since 7:00 this morning! Ten hours at the pool is enough, go home already!" Her voice brought the two back to reality, Alex waved at her fellow lifeguard, grabbed her bag, and walked towards her car, Justin following closely behind. "Hey, lets take my car, you haven't gotten to ride in it yet," Justin looked like an eager child as he walked towards his car, his new baby, a 1967 black mustang convertible with black interior. Alex laughed as his eyes sparkled with admiration for the vehicle, Justin's obsession with cars never ceased to amuse her. As she sat in the passenger's seat however, she couldn't help but sigh contentedly, "it is comfortable," she admitted sheepishly. A moment later he was pealing out of the public pool parking lot and racing along the highway, towards Alex's apartment. During the ride Alex suddenly was struck with worry, wondering if she had neatened everything in the apartment. She wasn't concerned so much with the possibility of a mess, rather what she may have left merely lying around. She did a mental check list of the important items: underwear, bras, the retainer from high school that she still tried to wear occasionally, her mechanical toys...she shrugged off the nervousness, convincing herself everything had been tucked away safely and discreetly. She relaxed again, enjoying the open feeling of the convertible, her hair blowing everywhere, feeling as if she could touch the sky as Justin raced along the interstate. The ride ended too soon and Justin pulled the mustang into a parking place outside Alex's building. The two walked up the stairs, Alex in the lead, Justin unable to avoid occasionally checking out her cute ass as she climbed the two flights. Once on the second floor, she unlocked the door, and the two entered the apartment. Alex did a quick once over of everything in her line of sight, satisfied to see that nothing incriminating was lying about. "I'm just gonna change out of my suit quick, be right back, k?" With that, she headed towards her bedroom and shut the door behind her. Once alone in her room she immediately stripped off her suit and reached for something comfortable: her favorite black running shorts and a pale pink tank top. As she was about to step into the shorts she caught of a glimpse of her own naked body in the mirror and turned to look at herself straight on. While Alex was not a conceited person, she couldn't help but smile at her reflection. The time she spent so religiously at the pool and the gym had paid off, and her body, though small, was muscular and taught. She had lean, strong legs, a hard flat stomach and perky 32 B breasts. Her body was tanned from all the time she spent in the pool, but even as she cringed a little at her tan lines she knew she was looking good. Suddenly realizing that Justin was still waiting for her, Alex grabbed the shorts and put them on, not bothering with underwear. She pulled on the tank, aware that it clung tightly to her body, but also knowing she looked cute. After throwing her long dark hair up into a pony tail she checked the mirror one more time and headed back to the living room to Justin. He was sprawled on the couch, wearing a pair of shorts and t-shirt, having obviously changed while she was in her room. Smiling, she teased, "well I see you've certainly made yourself at home!" "I did. Even checked out the contents of your bathroom after I changed, lots of interesting little gadgets in there..." he let his voice trail off and watched her face carefully. Alex could feel her face flaming, as she tried to decide if he was serious or kidding. "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," she mumbled, not able to look him in the face. When he said nothing, she implored, "Did you really look at stuff in my bathroom?" Her voice squeaked with embarrassment and indignation, praying he had only been joking. "Maybe. Why, was there something in there I shouldn't have seen?" He grinned, dying for her reaction, a little disappointed when she didn't reply. Her silence answered his question though, and he laughed a little. "Relax Alexandra," he said sweetly, again using the name she hated, "I'm too much of a gentleman to search a girl's drawer." "Do NOT call me Alexandra" she ordered, punching him playfully in the arm. "And if you're a gentleman and I'm a princess!" "I am too a gentleman," Justin replied with all seriousness. "I always put a lady's pleasure before my own. And you, my dear, should indeed be treated like a princess." Justin was teasing and Alex knew it, but she also picked up on the sexual implications of his comments. She immediately felt her body respond, just a slight tingling between her legs, but she knew she needed to get back on safer ground. "Want dinner?" she asked, breaking the momentary silence that had fallen. "I was thinking we could order Chinese for delivery..." she waited for his response, and when he nodded his approval she darted to the kitchen to find the menu. As soon as she left the living room Justin shifted on the sofa, trying to find a more comfortable position, and one that would hide his growing erection. He knew she hadn't noticed yet, but also knew that it wasn't going to be easy to hide it all night. Damnit, why had he agreed to hang with her tonight, he thought to himself. There was something about her...the way her little body moved around the apartment, the way she teased him. When she had come home this summer, Justin was shocked and pleased to be greeted by an attractive woman where a cute kid had previously been. While he hated to even admit it to himself, Justin had slowly been developing something of a "thing" for Alex. While it had started just before she left for college, now, two years later, it had grown into a strong attraction. And tonight was the worst yet. He had looked in a few drawers in her bathroom, he'd been unable to resist. Justin had always suspected that Alex wasn't quite as innocent as she pretended, that somewhere deep inside her was a wild-woman just waiting to be unleashed. And when he had opened the drawer on a stand next to her bathtub, his suspicions had been confirmed. Right there, was a pink vibrator, and a box of batteries. He had chuckled to himself, pleased for some reason to know that he had been right. Thinking about it again Justin could feel his cock stiffening... Alex reentered the living room, dashing his thoughts. "I ordered a couple things, we just have to wait for the delivery guy, he said about twenty minutes." Justin nodded, and smiled, and got off the couch to walk towards her. He knew his cock was probably making a bulge in his pants and part of him hoped she noticed. "Mind if I have something to drink?" he asked her casually as he walked towards the kitchen. She followed immediately and opened the fridge for him. "Well well well now Miss Alex," Justin said in surprise, "what's all this alcohol? You certainly aren't twenty one yet young lady!" He grinned at her, loving the way she blushed and pushed a nonexistent strand of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, well...it was..." her voice faltered for a second, "it was Tom's." She stared at the floor for a moment, and then looked up, her chin set and her dark brown eyes flashing with anger and determination. "I figured that after everything, I deserved it. I got rid of all his shit, gave everything back to him, but I decided to keep the booze!" She seemed satisfied and smiled broadly. "So, whatcha want to drink?" "Well, I'm gonna have a beer, and you?" He grinned devilishly again, "What can I make you, chocolate milk? Apple juice?" Alex smacked him. "I'll take a rum and coke, and if you have any smart ass comments about me being too young I'll have to come back with something mean about how you're starting to develop a receding hair line, old man!" Justin cringed and pulled out the soda and the rum, mixing her a strong drink and handing it to her, smiling. The two stood in the kitchen and talked, each downing a couple drinks. Soon the food arrived and they ate a bit, each having a little more to drink. After three rum and cokes she could feel herself relaxing and getting the start of a buzz. When the leftovers were piled back in the fridge and Justin had mixed her a fourth drink they migrated back to the living room. When he sat on the couch, Alex sat right next to him, closer than she planned, but not minding at all. They watched TV, occasionally talking, until suddenly their drinks were gone. "Want some more?" Alex asked, not waiting for a response, immediately going to retrieve it. When she returned, she set her drink on the coffee table and held the beer up, just out of Justin's reach. "Want this?" she asked giggling a little. Justin smiled, amused and curious about where the situation was going. "Give me the beer little girl," he said laughing. "In case you haven't noticed," Alex said, with indignation, "I am not such a little girl anymore." As she spoke she perched herself in his lap, straddling his legs and surprising him. "In case you haven't noticed," she continued "I've grown up, quite a little bit." She shifted a little, settling herself, inadvertently grinding against his stiffening cock in the process. "Believe me Alex," Justin groaned, "I've noticed." His eyes traveled from her face, down her body, pausing to gaze at her nipples that were poking fiercely through the thin fabric of the tiny tank top. "I've noticed a lot about you lately Alex," he continued, suddenly determined to see where this would go. "You're not as innocent as everyone seems to think, are you princess?" His voice low and husky now, as his hands rested on her bare thighs. Alex giggled a little, "of course I'm sweet and innocent Justin! You know what a good girl I am." As she said it she could feel his hands sliding slowly up the smooth flesh of her thighs, high enough so that his fingers were brushing the legs of her short running shorts. "See, I don't think you're quite that innocent honey. I think that's just a front you've been putting on...for me, and for everyone. I think," he paused for a moment, "that you're just dying for someone," again he paused, this time pinching the flesh of her thigh lightly before finishing, "to give you exactly what you want. Am I wrong princess?" As he spoke Justin could feel his cock stiffening, straining against the material of his boxer briefs and his shorts, both of which were pulled taught from the beautiful girl sitting on his lap. When she didn't respond, Justin prodded, "Alex? Am I wrong?" She looked at him then, stared into his eyes and what he saw there was pure lust equaling, if not surpassing his own. Seeing that, he knew he could continue, and he let his hands continue to stroke her upper thighs, moving higher now, until his hands disappeared beneath her shorts. Justin let one long finger slide towards the middle, and was surprised when his fingertip touched silky smooth flesh, no barrier of panties to be found. Eyebrows raised he teased her again, "No panties? You really aren't the innocent girl we thought, are you?" Her eyes sparkled and she moaned softly, already trying to press against his finger. Determined to tease her however, Justin pulled his finger away from her mound, and removed his hands from her shorts. She immediately stuck out her lower lip, in a little girl pout, and Justin burst out laughing. "Those little girl antics aren't gonna work anymore Alex," he said. "You're going to have to tell me what you want." She looked at him, surprised. "I'll give you anything you want, but you have to ask for it." When she didn't say anything he continued, "There's nothing sexier than a woman who knows what she wants. And something tells me that you know exactly what you want. So you just name it baby..." Alex smiled, removed herself from Justin's lap, took his hand, and led him down the hall to her bedroom. She fell onto her bed, taking him with her, and immediately kissed him, hard and deep. Shifting, she was soon on her back, with him above her, pushing her hips up into his. Justin smiled against her lips, knowing that she was trying to avoid having to ask, but also suspecting that pushing her would only make it more enjoyable for both of them. He dragged his lips away from hers and propped himself up on his elbow beside her. He left his free hand on her hip, his fingers idly playing with the waistband of her shorts. "What do you want Alex?" he asked again softly, watching her face. She looked away for a moment, and when she looked back at Justin her eyes were begging. "I just ... I just want you to touch me..." her voice trailed off as she looked at him with those big pleading eyes. While it was a start, Justin was convinced now that the innocence was an act and he wanted her to prove him right. He replied softly, "I am touching you, right here," as he tapped his finger against her hip. He looked at her pointedly, waiting for her response. She didn't say anything however, instead just grabbed his wrist and in one fast motion brought his hand to her breast. Not so Innocent "Here you dumbass," she muttered, laughing, her hand still on his wrist, as if holding his hand in place. "Oh here..." he feigned surprise and an innocence of his own, but immediately gave a gentle squeeze and let his fingers find her nipple. It wasn't difficult to do; the hard little bud had been poking through her shirt since she changed. He rolled it gently between his thumb and forefinger, and she moaned softly when he gave it a light pinch. He pinched again, causing another moan and her to push her hips up, as if she were already fucking an invisible partner. The sight of it turned him on, and when he leaned down to kiss her neck he could feel his cock growing and becoming rock hard. Her head fell aside to allow him easier access to her neck as he kissed her, tracing his tongue up to her earlobe, which he nibbled on gently. Justin continued pinching and tugging on her nipples, each one of her groans causing his dick to twitch helplessly. "You like that baby?" he groaned against her neck, pinching her nipple harder, causing her to let out a long low moan. Justin chuckled to himself as he did the same with the other one, loving her sounds of pleasure. "What else would you like princess? What are you dying for?" he prodded, himself dying to know what turned her on the most. She looked up at him, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright, and slowly sat up. "I'll show you what I want right now," she said, her voice low and husky with arousal. She smiled slowly, slipping off the bed. For a brief moment Alex pulled Justin to his feet, her eyes locked on his, as if, suddenly, she had control of the situation. Without asking or hesitating she hooked her fingers in the waistband of his shorts and brought them down, leaving him in his boxer briefs, which did nothing to hide his erection. Gently she pushed him back down on the bed, so he was sitting on its edge, and slowly she knelt on the floor in front of him as he tugged his t-shirt off and tossed it on the floor. Positioning herself between his knees, she smiled at him again, letting her hands work their way up his legs, letting her gaze fall on his twitching cock as her hands traveled closer. Slowly one hand traveled over the thin cotton of the leg, moving upwards, until finally she let her fingers brush over his cock. She watched his face for a moment as her fingers tentatively explored his hardness, and when she wrapped a small fist around it for the first time he groaned, pushing against her hand eagerly. Alex leaned in slowly, brushing her cheek along his inner thigh, pressing kisses to it, her hand still between his legs. When she was close enough she kissed him there, the barrier of cotton torturing them both. Quickly she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and he lifted obediently, and within moments they were gone. She leaned back on her heels for a moment, gazing up at him, amazed that this was happening. She'd fantasized for so long, had wanted him for years, it still didn't seem possible to her. His hand on her face brought her back to reality. "What're you thinking princess?" Justin asked her softly, looking down at her, watching her stare at him, knowing by the look on her face that it was killing her to go slow. "I was -" she faltered for a moment, then laughed a little, "I was thinking how long I've wanted this" she finished, blushing, looking a little sheepish. He grinned down at her and was about to tell her she could have anything she wanted, but the words never escaped his lips because suddenly she stopped pacing herself, leaned forward, and took half of his cock into her mouth in one quick smooth motion. The shock of it, combined with the amazing feeling of her warm mouth and silky smooth tongue almost made him lose it right there. Forcing himself to regain composure he leaned back slightly, enjoying the feeling as she worked on him. He had wondered what this would be like for quite some time now, and it thrilled him that the reality was even better than his fantasies. He had always thought she would be good, but he hadn't expected her to be this good. Justin looked down at her and watched her for a moment, holding her head and guiding her occasionally. "You're an amazing little cocksucker Alex" he groaned, and immediately felt her react to his words by taking him deeper, slowly sliding him all the way into her throat. Her lips at the base, she kept tightening her throat and making him almost lose it before relaxing again. She looked up at him and he smiled down at her. "There's nothing sexier than looking into a woman's eyes while she sucks my cock" he thought to himself, and felt himself getting even closer when he looked back into hers. He kept thinking of what a sweet and innocent girl she pretended to be, when in fact she was sucking him off better than anyone ever had before. When she reached up and started stroking his balls with her hand as she sucked harder he knew he was going to lose it. "Babe, I'm gonna cum," he groaned, wanting her to know in case she wanted to stop. She surprised him again however when instead of stopping she only worked harder, sucking and sneaking her tongue out to tease his balls with the tip. Suddenly he was cumming harder than he had in a long time, and she swallowed all of it, smiling up at him afterwards. He chuckled and pulled her up to the bed with him. "Jesus Christ Alex" he said softly "you're pretty fuckin good at that!" She grinned and blushed, shrugging her shoulders. He loved the way the color rose in her cheeks, as if she were suddenly aware that she had just proven him right, that she wasn't quite so innocent at all, but was still going to cling to the façade. Pulling her a little closer he turned her head towards him and leaned down, kissing her. She kissed him back, hard, eagerly, opening her lips and sneaking her tongue out to meet his. Slowly he pulled away and moved his kisses to her neck, and as he did he brought his hand up to her breasts again, her nipples still as hard (if not harder) than they were before. He teased them again with his fingers, pinching and tugging, then caressing, altering between gentle and rough, and loving to watch her squirm beneath his touch. Slowly he slid his other hand downwards, over her belly, and to between her legs, stroking her gently over her shorts. She caught his mouth again with hers, and she was kissing him fiercely as he touched her, and they parted only for a moment as he tugged her tank top over her head with one hand, still stroking her pussy with the other. He gazed down at those tits that he'd been watching all summer in her bathing suit, the hard little nipples he was finally seeing exposed. He'd been making them hard all summer through her suit and he knew it, and loved the way they just seemed to get stiffer, now exposed to his hungry gaze. He couldn't resist, he tore his mouth from hers and eagerly leaned down to take a nipple in his mouth, immediately sucking on it, experimenting to discover just what she liked. When he grazed his teeth on it she moaned loudly and pushed eagerly against his hand, the heat from her pussy penetrating through the thin material of her shorts. He teased her by pushing his hand back against her harder, which she loved, and then taking it away so he was barely touching her at all, making her whimper and squirm, trying to get it back. Moving his lips to her other nipple he slid his hand inside her shorts now, immediately finding the bare flesh that he had been dying for since he discovered it earlier. He found her hot and wet, and smiled, knowing that he was definitely having an effect on her. As he nibbled her nipple he found her clit and circled it slowly with one finger, teasing her further, loving the way she sighed and let her eyes shut, greedy for the exquisite pleasure. He continued to tease her, making tighter circles on her clit and feeling her tense up, then backing off again, feeling her relax, torturing her as much as she had him. Gently he eased her backwards on her bed, laying her down flat. He reached for her shorts and she immediately lifted her ass up to allow them to come off, making him smile down at her. "Not such a good little girl now are you princess?" he asked teasing, and she smiled a little in return. "Oh, fuck being good," she replied as he finished removing her shorts. "I'd rather fuck you Alex" Justin said softly, his voice low and gravely with desire. "I know," she replied, looking a little smug, but incredibly hot as she lay on her bed naked, yearning for him. He moved up over her, kissing her lips again, letting her feel his weight above her. His cock had started stiffening again already, and she could feel it brush against her, instinctively she began pushing her hips up against it, wanting it. He grinned down at her. "Not just yet baby, don't be so greedy," he said softly, then kissing down her neck and over her collar bone. His lips found her nipples again quickly and he began to nibble and suck, being rough and gentle as he was before, since he quickly realized that's what she loved. He felt her shift slightly and as he moved to the other nipple he was surprised to see that she had snuck her own hand to her pussy, and was gently teasing her clit with a finger. Justin smiled, a little surprised and completely turned on to see her touching herself, and sucked even harder for a moment on her tit. Then he moved downwards, until he was kissing her belly button and still moving lower. He touched her hand with his own. "Mind if I help you with that princess?" he whispered, and she immediately took her hand away and pushed her pussy towards him. For a moment he paused, gazing down at her, admiring her. Her cunt was shaved silky smooth, her pussy lips puffy from arousal and her clit was hard and begging for attention. He leaned down and kissed her, right above her clit, letting his lower lip just brush against the hood and listening to her gasp. She immediately wriggled towards him, her swollen little bud aching for the release she knew his tongue could give her. He kissed her again, then very slowly licked down one pussy lip and up the other, letting then back down her slit again. The feeling of her wetness on his tongue only pushed him further, and he couldn't tease her anymore, he was drawn to her swollen clit like he had been to her hard little nipples. Letting his tongue stroke it repeatedly he listened to her moan, then wrapped his lips around it and began to suck gently. By then she was whimpering and grabbing at the sheets with her fists, pushing herself towards him. He slowly slid a finger inside her, immediately surprised at how tight she was. Still licking her clit he slowly slid in a second finger, causing her to buck against his face and hand, and grip the sheets tighter. Stroking her slowly with his fingers, in and out of her hot tight pussy, he continued to lick and suck her swollen clit, knowing that she was close. When he slid his fingers in deep and pressed them against her gspot she groaned loudly and pressed back on them hard. Keeping his fingers buried in her cunt he stroked her gspot faster, her cries and gasps becoming louder and more intense. He felt her push hard against his fingers and suddenly her pussy tightened and he could feel her orgasm as her cunt clamped down and her body trembled. When she relaxed he lay on the bed beside her, smiling at her, waiting for her eyes to open. He kissed her lips, and it was then that her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him in surprise, and maybe a little embarrassment. "I can taste me...on your lips" she said softly, as if it was something she had never thought about before. It amused him, the little bits of innocence that were real, paired with the lust that was obviously burning hot inside her although she kept it hidden. As they lay together her hand seemed to seek out his dick again, which was still hard; he had been surprised how much it aroused him to eat her pussy, how much it turned him on when she came hard on his hand. She stroked the flesh gently, and kept glancing down at it, until finally Justin caught her. He grinned, that grin that always made her insides melt and made her want him more than ever. "You like that cock, don't you Alex?" he teased her, pushing his it against her palm. "You have no idea," she replied, grinning, that wanton look returning to her eyes. "Show me then," he challenged her. Immediately she shifted to a sitting position and then crawled over him, so he was on his back and she straddling his hips. She looked down at him, laughing, brushing her pussy against his hard shaft, teasing him. His hands were on her hips, trying to guide her down on it, ready to finally see how tight she'd be around him. But she resisted, continually pulling away, not quite letting him enter her, making him crazy. This time, Alex caught Justin staring down, admiring the view. "Oh, you like that, don't you Justin?" she taunted, letting her warm slit slide up and down his cock, driving him crazy. His eyes were wild, she knew he was having a hard time resisting the urge to force her down on top of his dick, but she was having fun teasing him. Then suddenly, she surprised him as she slid upwards again and finally felt the head of his cock press against her opening, and she accepted it, her eyes widening at the tightness. He groaned loudly, as her pussy clenched repeatedly around his thick head, attempting to adjust to him. Very slowly she inched her way down, letting him slowly impale her, wincing once but continuing, feeling an intense pleasure go through her body. Once settled she let her eyes connect with his, and smiled, almost shyly, and looked down to see the spot where their bodies were melded together. She couldn't resist anymore, couldn't go slow, and couldn't tease; the sight of him inside her was almost more than she could take. She began to grind hard on his cock, rocking her hips back and forth, feeling her greed take over, wanting him deeper, wanting more. Justin sensed this burning desire in her and let her rock for a few moments, then guided her off of him. He flipped her, a little roughly, onto her back and he moved up over her again. Immediately she started pushing her hips upwards, impatient for him. He pressed against her slightly and she immediately pushed back, her slippery lips seeming to suck him in until he was once again deep inside her. It seemed the more he gave her the more she wanted, writhing beneath him, groaning, her fingers gripping his arms as she thrust up against him. As Alex pushed her hips up against him she pulled her legs up a little, and Justin took the hint. He smiled down at her as he guided her legs up further, until her ankles were resting on his shoulders. With her legs up he could get even deeper now, and he did not hesitate to do so. When he pushed his cock all the way in she immediately arched up into him, taking him deeper, moaning sexily. He began to pump in and out of her a bit quicker, and with each stroke she met him, gasping each time the head of his dick slammed into the back of her tight cunt. He could tell she was getting close so he backed off for a minute, sliding his cock almost all the way out of her, leaving just the head of it between her wet pussy lips. Her eyes flew open and she looked at him, her eyes begging to have it back. She kept trying to push her hips towards him, in an attempt to have her way, but it was Justin's turn to tease her now, and he loved watching her struggle beneath him. "Please Justin...." her voice trailed off as she looked up at him helplessly, still bucking beneath him. He looked down and loved what he saw: her pussy puffy, his cock between the wet lips, and her clit, swollen and hard. He reached down and touched the little nub, causing her to shake beneath him. Grinning, he did it again and again, teasing her with his finger, loving the way she trembled with passion and moaned, almost sobbing with pleasure. He took his hand away from her mound then, and grabbed her own hand, guiding it to where his just was. "I want to watch you touch yourself for a minute Alex," he said softly, thinking of the vibrator he had found earlier in the evening and the way she had been teasing her clit before he had gone down on her, knowing that she was familiar with herself. He thought she would hesitate, but was pleased when she immediately started stroking her hard clit with her middle finger expertly, pushing against his cock even harder now. The site of it was too much for him and he couldn't tease her anymore, so as she stroked her clit he slid his cock slowly back into her, feeling her clench around him. She was tightening rhythmically with every flick of her finger against her swollen bud, and he knew he was going to lose it soon. "What do you want princess?" He groaned, holding his dick deep inside her, feeling her grinding against it. She looked up at him, and there was no longer even a trace of the innocent act left. Her eyes were full of lust and want, her body moving against his, trying, even now as he held still, to grind against him as much as she could. And when she spoke, it was all he could take. "Justin," she said in her husky voice, "I want you to fuck me, I want you to make me cum harder than I ever have before, I'm so close right now, I need you to make me cum..." she let her voice trail off, and he didn't waste any time in obeying her request. He pulled out a little bit and held her legs apart a bit more, and without warning slammed his rock hard cock back inside her. He pounded her again and again, and she groaned with each stroke, feeling her orgasm building fast. She worked her clit and reached around with her free hand, stroking his balls as they slapped against her ass, and he kept fucking her, harder and harder. She was teetering on the edge of ecstasy, and with one final thrust he pushed her over. She cried out as her pussy tightened, clamping down on his cock, and she pushed up hard against it, feeling it deeper than ever. When she tightened like that, Justin couldn't hold back either, and within seconds he was cumming too, deep inside her. This seemed to only intensify her orgasm and she somehow clamped even tighter around him, and for a brief moment it felt like this would last forever. When their orgasms subsided he collapsed on the bed next to her, still able to hear her labored breathing. He smiled, satisfied, and hoping for another round later. As if reading his thoughts, Alex propped herself up on her elbow and grinned at him. "You just wait," she laughed. "Next time will be even better..." Not So Innocent I've worked for this company for around 18 months. I came in entry level but moved up really quickly and surpassed others on my way to a department manager title. I can say absolutely that my promotions were based on hard work and intelligence...I don't think my boss noticed me - I mean really noticed - until we had to spend so much time together recently. My boss...We'll call him JP. He's 50 - more than double my age in case you were wondering - and has been married for longer than I've been alive. The man can be abrasive but those of us who work with him know him to be funny, brilliant and a guy with a genuinely big heart. JP oversees 7 departments including mine and is much more involved than others in his position. He keeps all of his department heads in contact with him and each other everyday. Once a month the eight of us get together for a lengthly meeting always followed by a mini-celebration. It was at one of these meetings in December that things started to spin...But I owe you more back story than that. Let's move back to October. There were some interesting changes coming to the company and more responsibility moving onto my shoulders so PJ was spending some more time with me, both of us preparing. I honestly wish I could pinpoint the moment I realized that I was attracted to PJ. Here's the thing: he is not what I would have ever called my type. Much older, MARRIED, and generally not the physically condition I've sought out in the past. Mind you I think anyone on the street would find PJ handsome and he is but there is a difference between that and well, you know...wanting someone. It was just kind of light a slow lightbulb for me. PJ was in my office - a small closet of an office mind you - and I could smell him, really look at him. I liked what I saw. I loved his personality; at this point we were already good friends. I realized throughout October that I might be just a little bit into my boss. There are a few moments that, at the time, I took as flirting. Not totally innocent but just flirting and that's not a big deal, right? Anyway PJ is a flirtatious guy by nature and I'm a huge flirt so I didn't take it seriously while it was happening. There was one night when PJ & I were standing in my office in the relative privacy provided by a closed door. I was standing in the corner of the office with my back to a phone. PJ was next to me, using the computer. The phone rang and without a word and as though it were nothing, PJ reached around me to answer it. This move was impossible without pinning me in the corner and pressing himself up against me. Now we'd hug and flirted, like I said, so it wasn't like any contact at all was a shock. Honestly, I assumed PJ didn't realize what he'd done. He wouldn't make a move like that intentionally, of course (have I mentioned I was oblivious?). I made a joke of it and said, "I like when you pin me against the wall." PJ smiled and winked at me but said nothing and we just fell back into work. OK I have to be honest now; after that night I was looking at PJ differently. My mind just couldn't get away from thinking about having him up against me like that again...and everything I could imagine that leading to. There were a few times when I took an opportunity to slide past him with my ass right against his groin but figured he didn't even notice. Once or twice I thought he may have grazed my chest or ass but brushed it off as accidental. His birthday rolled around at the end of November. We'd worked alot together throughout that month and had become even better friends so I bought PJ a simple birthday present and stopped at the other company location he happened to be at on that day to deliver it to him along with a birthday hug. After a little time spent talking shop with a department head at that location, PJ and I walked out into the parking lot together. I noticed his SUV double-parked and questioned him. Apparently PJ's wife had come to pick him up because they were going out to dinner together. Honestly I was excited at the opportunity to meet his wife! Still...I found myself kind of disappointed and at the moment I wondered why. What was I going to do if his wife hadn't been there? I still don't know the answer to that question. We hugged and parted and I thought that was it. PJ texted me which was normal behavior a little while later and told me that he was disappointed in me. We have a long-running joke among our department heads about different kinds of hugs. One that PJ hates from people he's friends with is that kind of lean where you just sort of hug the person but it doesn't seem like you actually want to hug the person. He was disappointed because I'd just leaned instead of actually hugging him like normal. The texts were the start of things becoming slightly less innocent... Me: I didn't know what I was supposed to do. Your wife was right there! PJ: What would you done if she hadn't been? Me: ...too late to find out now. PJ: Next time? Me: Maybe. Yes I knew it was wrong! The man was texting me from dinner with his wife about what I'd like to do with him without her around. I honestly felt kind of guilty but since it was just texting I assumed he didn't take it seriously so I let it go. The texts continued over the next week, leading up to our team meeting in December. After every meeting all of us headed to a bar/restaurant across the street for drinks and bar food. Its something I think we all look forward to and it gets more fun after we're all a few drinks in. PJ drinks and talks like the rest of us, never holding himself like he was above us and making himself part of the group. At a past meeting PJ told a story about a time long before when at this exact bar a woman that he worked with followed him into the bathroom and serviced him in the third stall. None of us doubted the story and we kept it alive as an inside joke. I was feeling looser a couple hours in when PJ stood to go to the bathroom. I couldn't tell you what came over me but speaking so only he could hear me I said, "Maybe I'll meet you in the third stall." PJ knew what I meant. "Come on then," PJ challeneged. I was surprised. I thought he'd blow me off or laugh but the lust was obvious in his eyes. I didn't have that kind of courage! Really I was nervous that he'd reject me if I actually did follow him in there. A few minutes later PJ returned and shook his head at me simply. The text message came a moment later... PJ: You're all talk. Me: You wouldn't know what to do with me. PJ: You have no idea. Are you prepared to test that? The heavy flirting via text continued throughout the night. I was getting a little nervous. I knew PJ was serious now and had not expected that. We all left the bar together and separated for our cars. My phone rang before I could even start the engine. It was PJ. His question was simple. "Where you going?" I played coy, not ready to put myself out there if he was just joking. A few minutes later I followed his car to a more secluded bar in the same area. We sat at the bar, ordered our usual drinks. PJ told me that he wanted me to know that he had a great marriage and cared deeply for his wife. I noticed but never mentioned and never will that he didn't use the term 'love'. He felt that I needed to know for sure that he did not stray from his marriage habitually and would not do so on a whim...but he was really into me. When asked directly, I couldn't and didn't want to tell the lie that I wasn't very attracted to him as well. PJ leaned in, kissed my neck and asked me what that meant for 'us'. Those drinks were gone in gulps and the next thing I knew, I was slammed into the front of his SUV and we were all over each other. The kissing - from a mix of adrenaline and alcohol - did not start out gently. We both dove right in. One of my legs was wrapped around him, my hips were grinding against his growing erection with a mind of their own and his hands had crept up my sweatshirt. The honking of teenagers in the parking lot quickly put an end to the show...for the moment, it was over. PJ sent me home with a final kiss and the instruction to really think about whether or not I wanted to dive into this with him.... I had no idea how far it would go! Not So Innocent Anymore It's odd how things change as you get older. Take my sister for example. We were never close when we were younger. She was the spoiled only sister, and I was the "evil" older brother. In revenge, whenever she used to get me into trouble, I used to call her the accident, as she was six years younger than me and four younger than our brother. It wasn't until she turned eighteen that things began to change. Any time I was in the shower, she would, "accidentally" walk in, get a quick look at me and then run out blushing. I still think that the blushes were also fake, but she won't admit that! "Shower's free Paul." Lisa shouted down the hall to the bedroom I shared with my brother when I was home. "Thanks." I shouted back. Wrapping the towel around me I strolled into the bathroom. Turning on the shower I threw the towel onto the rack and got in. The hot water coursing down my body was soothing after two hours of Tai Kwon Do training, as the heat loosened up muscles still tight from exertion. Now I won't say I'm the best looking guy around, but I'm far from the worst. I'm about six foot two inches tall, muscular, but not overly so. Long black hair that I usually kept tied back and deep green eyes. I was washing my hair and had just managed to get some shampoo in my eyes when I heard the door open. "Sorry, I forgot my watch." Lisa apologised. "No problem, I replied, as you're there can you pass me the towel I'm after getting soap in my eyes." "Sure." She replied after a minute hesitation. I stretched out my hand and took the towel. "Thanks sis." "OK." I threw the towel back on the rack as she took her watch and headed for the door. She was wearing only a towel that covered her from her breasts to mid thigh. Her shoulder length black hair was still wet from her shower and her skin was damp, giving it a kind of sheen. "Fuck." She muttered as she dropped her watch. She bent down to pick it up, giving me a wonderful view of her ass, something she had not done before. Beautiful, I thought to myself. Lisa is quite a good-looking girl. She's tall, about five foot nine or ten inches, green eyed and black haired like me. Her breasts are about a 32B, and she's slim, owning a fabulous pair of legs with a great ass. After my shower I went back to my room, got dressed and checked my Emails on my brother's computer. After that I went to fix myself a spot of supper. Our parents were away for the weekend, on what they termed a "dirty weekend". I shuddered at the thought. Now don't get me wrong, I don't care if they fuck every night of the week, and twice a day, but I would rather not know the details. Who does really?! I threw some food into the microwave and within a few minutes I was enjoying home cooked food! Living away has its down sides! I cleaned up after and switched on the TV. Taking a video that I had rented that day off the shelf, I put it on. A good mixture of action, gore and good fuck scenes, one of my friends had said. About ten minutes in, my sister walked into the room, wearing a short T-shirt and a pair of shorts, her usual attire before going to bed. "What's the film?" She asked throwing herself down on the couch. I told her. "Oh. Any good?" "Supposed to be, that's why I'm watching it." "Oh. You want a drink?" "Yeah, sure." She got up and promptly sat down again, grimacing. "What's up?" I asked "Cramp." She replied kneading her left calf muscle. I got up and knelt down in front of her. Taking her leg in my hands I began to massage the offending muscle. "Better?" I asked after a few minutes. She got up and walked around. "Yeah. Thanks." "No charge." "Your good at that." She complimented. "What?" "Massaging." "Oh. Just practice. What about that drink?" "Oh yeah, sure." She walked out to the fridge and took a look inside. "Cider ok?" "Sure, whatever." She pranced back in and handed me the can and opened her own. I opened it only to have it fizz up on me. She giggled as she sat down. "You little bitch. You shook it." She nodded and laughed. "Well we'll see about that." I snarled. I shook it again and sprayed cold cider over her top as she tried to get away. "You bastard." She almost shrieked. "Least you deserve." I replied laughing. "My top is all wet now." "It'll dry." I replied grinning at her. As I looked at her I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipples were erect as a result of the cold cider. I also noticed that I was more than a little turned on at the sight of her. "Bastard." She muttered again. She threw herself down on the couch again and took a slug from her can. Stretching her legs she suddenly turned sideways and rested them across my legs. "Massage my legs?" She inquired. "Nope, watching the film." "Ah go on." "Nope." "Please?" "Jeeze, alright, if only to shut you up." "I got up and got some baby oil and poured some on my hands. "Move your right leg, I told her, I can only do one leg at a time." Starting at the sole of her foot, by slowly worked my way up her calf, and onto her thigh, feeling a little more turned on as I continued. I hoped she couldn't feel my hard shaft under her leg. I was just reaching the bottom of her shorts when she said "No higher." "Wasn't planning on it, I answered gruffly, other leg." She let her left leg drape over the side of the couch, as she placed her left leg on my lap, allowing me to see almost to her pussy. Her legs were as smooth as silk, and firm, I knew I'd be wanking later on with this picture in my mind. Again, I started at her sole and moved up her leg, slowly, letting her enjoy the sensations. The film was now entering one of the steamy sex scenes and my eyes were glued to the screen, as my hands worked my way up her thighs. My hands began to work under her shorts almost at the top of her thigh, but I didn't really notice. It wasn't until my fingers brushed her pussy that I realized how far I'd gone. I sneaked a glance at her, and saw that she too was engrossed in the film, laying back against the armrest, her breathing, a little shallow and her lips slightly parted. Deciding to take a chance, I let my fingers slide between her legs, and part her pussy lips, as if by accident. There was no response, so I began to slowly toy with her clit. Her breathing became a little shallower, and a little faster, as she began to get aroused. Her hands unconsciously began to caress her breasts, and one began to slide between her legs. When it encountered my hand, she suddenly looked at me and blushed a deep fiery red. But the look she gave me was wanton. "I've never let anyone touch me there." She mumbled. "Sorry, I apologised, I got a bit carried away." I went to move my hand but hers clamped down over it. "Please don't stop." She begged shyly, blushing again. Committing myself to the course I had begun, I continued to finger her, as she raised her pubic mound against my hand, her breath coming in shallow gasps. It was too much for me so I unzipped my jeans and began to wank off. "Can I…Can I see it? She asked hesitantly, I've never seen one in real life." I slid my Jeans and boxers off and let her see my proud cock. Shuffling around on the couch, I lay down beside her, as she stretched out a hand and gently held it. Slowly she began to stroke my rod. "Is this right?" She asked. I nodded. I was more than a little surprised; as I'd been certain that she'd had boyfriends before. Surely she wasn't a virgin? Now that she'd taken over my shaft from my left hand, I slid it under her top, gently squeezing her nipples and massaging her breasts. They felt fantastic. She moaned a little louder and pushed herself harder against my hand. "Kiss me." She breathed. Our lips met and straight away my tongue darted into her mouth, caressing tongue. At first it was a slow easy kiss, but it became more and more urgent, as she neared her climax. I couldn't wait any longer. "Open your mouth." I told her. She did and I moved up higher on the couch until I could push my shaft into her mouth. She shook her head a little, but I held her there. "Suck it for me little sis." She shook her head again and tried to move, even as her climax neared. "Come on, it'll be ok." I told her. She moaned again, louder than before, and she slowly began to suck. "Use your tongue." I ordered. I could feel her tongue begin to slide around my shaft as I thrust a little deeper in to her mouth, feeling my balls tighten and my load work it's way up my shaft, I worked herder on her clit, and as her slim body shook with her climax, I shot my load deep into her mouth. I gently slid out my shaft, as my cum trickled down her chin, splashing on her breasts. She looked at me, her eyes teary, and ran out of the room. "Now I've done it." I thought to myself. I turned off the video and went to bed. I didn't see Lisa the next morning, she had gotten up before me and gone out. I was still worried about what had happened the previous night, so I got on my bike and went for a spin to clear my head. When I got home, I had decided to go back to the city and spend Monday relaxing, so I got my gear together and drove off. At first I wasn't sure what had woken me, Monday afternoon. I had gone out that night and had slept in, enjoying my last morning off before I had to go back to work. I rolled over in the bed and closed my eyes, determined to get at least another hour asleep before I got up. The bedroom door opened slowly and I turned over to see who was coming into my room. It was Lisa. She was wearing her school uniform, presumably because she was supposed to be there. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me. I shook my head trying to clear my brain of the last cobwebs of sleep. She leaned over me and pressed her lips to mine. "Lisa, what are you doing here?" "I had to come, she said slowly, I wanted to know if what happened Saturday night meant anything, or you were just after a cheap grope." "I wasn't after a cheap grope Lis, I'm not really sure if it meant anything though, it kind of just happened." "So, you regret it." "No, but, I don't know what to think Lisa. You're a beautiful girl, but I would never do anything to…" She pressed her Lips to mine again, and kissed me, her little tongue slipping in to my mouth. I returned the kiss, realizing as I did that she really did mean more to me than just my sister. "Did you regret it?" I asked her. "I did at first, but, not now. " She looked at me for a second, biting her bottom lip and then started to say something. She stopped and started again. "Paul, will you teach me how to please a guy?" "What?" I asked a little startled. "I'm still a virgin, and all I've ever really done is kiss guys." I held her head in my hands and kissed her, deeply. There were two thumps as her shoes dropped off and landed on the floor. I rolled out of the bed and let her stand in front of me. "Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked her. She nodded. I kissed her again, my hands sliding up her smooth legs and clasping her ass, pulling her up against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and began to rub herself against my now erect shaft. I opened her blouse and slid it off her shoulders, followed by her bra. She dropped a hand, and started to stroke my shaft, I knew she was excited and nervous at the same time, but her hand skills were a little better than the first night. I pulled off her panties and then tugged down her skirt. "Do you know how long I've wanted you?" I asked her roughly. "No, she replied, but I've dreamed of this for so long. Take me now Paul, I want to feel you inside me." I pushed her down on the bed. "Open your legs for me Lis." I ordered. She hesitantly spread her legs a little. I grabbed her legs and wrenched them apart, getting carried away in my excitement. I lay on top of her and plunged in, my shaft ripping through her virginity. She cried in pain, but I was past caring, I was fucking my sister. I slid a hand down between her legs as I rode her hard and began to play with her clit. Her breathing quickened. "Fuck me harder Paul, harder." She began to buck under me and shout obscenities as she began to climax. My innocent little sister was almost screaming as she orgasmed under me, but I wasn't done yet. I pulled out of her and began to lick her out, exploring every art of her bald cunt with my tongue. She practically quivered, s she pressed her wet pussy against my mouth. I swivelled around and told her to suck me off. She took a little of my shaft into her mouth and tried to do as I asked, but it wasn't enough and I thrust my shaft deep into her throat and she began to gag and choke on it. I continued to thrust, fucking her mouth as I licked her out. Again she began to squirm under me, and I pulled out of her mouth, she was nearly crying as she tried to catch her breath. "Fuck me please, fuck me." She begged. I obliged her, ramming myself into her. I kissed her hard, our tongues sliding against each other as we both began to orgasm. My cum spurted into her virgin cunt, as red-hot liquid sprayed over my cock. She moaned into my mouth and finally lay still. I collapsed on top of her, exhausted by the effort. "Sorry, I whispered in her ear, I didn't mean to be so rough." "I should have let you fuck me years ago." Was her dreamy reply. In my mind I agreed with her, and knew that nothing would ever be the same between us again.