0 comments/ 12210 views/ 5 favorites Another Love Story Ch. 01 By: TwoRozes Ian couldn't wait for 5pm. It was Friday and it was a long holiday week-end. The meetings this week had been endless and less than productive to say the least. Only 3 more hours and he was done. He was actually even looking forward to the commute home, music cranked and all the week's stresses blowing in the wind. Ian Stewart MacIntyre had been working for the Whit Corporation for 2 years as the Chief Information Officer. Almost everybody else in the company called him Stewart since he had learned growing up in a rural part of the Carolinas that 'Ian' was a name that made most people say, "You ain't from around here are you." Whereas, most people could pronounce Stewart the first time they read it. He had come to the far eastern part of Washington State after 15 years in Texas working half that time with NASA at the Johnson Space Center and the other half consulting for various oil companies. After accumulating a sizable nest egg, he had moved with his wife to Spokane to be near some real mountains again. He still made frequent trips back to Houston to the M.D. Anderson Cancer Center since his wife's condition still needed regular monitoring. The cancer she had developed 6 years before had left her incapable of sexual intimacy, a condition that although it was deeply painful, Ian, as he was known only to close friends, had learned to live with. After all they had been together since college and his love for her was unshaken as he cared for her special needs even though his needs were not being met. Ian let himself float off in the fantasy he had been thinking about lately in which his executive assistant played a significant part. He was gently stroking his cock through his pants imagining it pressed hard between her perfect legs while he held tight to her tight ass and kissed her lips, when his phone buzzed and jarred him back into reality. "Shit" he said, quickly sitting upright and glancing down at his semi hard cock as he reached over and punched speaker phone. "Yes?" he questioned. "Sorry Ian. I just got a call from Mr. Whit's assistant. Apparently there is an emergency board meeting and we need to go now." his executive assistant Cara explained. "Oh, that's just great, no chance of making it an early escape now." he muttered. "No Sir, it doesn't look like it. If you want to head up, I will grab the files and your juice?" she said. "Thank you Cara, see you in a few" Cara smiled. Ian was a great guy, a wonderful boss and she knew he was as disappointed about not leaving early as she was. Add to that he was the sexiest suit in the building and she smiled even more. He had asked her to call him Ian instead of Stewart after only a week of working together, explaining that since they would be working closely, she might as well use the name those he was closest to him used. She harbored a secret hope that this gesture meant more than just a case of professional expediency. Cara Roze Craig, a descendant of William Craig, sometimes referred to as the "Father of Idaho", had come to work for the company 18 months ago, becoming Ian's personal executive assistant 1 year ago, almost to the day. She was afraid that she had fallen in love with this older married man the first time she met him, although her consummate professionalism required her not to give him or anyone else the impression that their relationship was anything other than just that, professional. Still, there were times staring at him in meetings and through his usually open office door, that had made her warm deep inside and often caused her to wish she had brought extra clean panties to work. Setting the phone to answer any incoming calls, she gathered everything she needed for a long meeting and put her purse over her shoulder. "Better hit the restroom first" she thought, "the way Old Man Whit goes on and on I might not have another chance". Setting everything down on the counter she entered the stall and slid up her skirt to sit down and tinkle. She stared at the stall door and thought to herself that this was going to be the longest meeting of the week and she was sure she would doze off ten minutes into it. "I need something to keep me awake." she laughed. "And I know exactly what I need" Reaching into her purse she pulled out a small silver case. Opening it she smiled. Nestled inside in purple velvet were two silver eggs. She had just gotten them in the mail yesterday and hadn't even really looked at them. They were shiny and the metal was cold to the touch. Setting them down on the shelf in the stall she cleaned herself up and stood up, turning to put one foot up on the closed lid of the toilet and took the eggs out of the case. Pulling the edge of her panties aside she slowly slid the cold eggs inside her pussy. Adjusting her panties she stood up and did a little shake to settle the eggs up inside her. She made herself a deal, stay awake for 15 minutes, and get 30 seconds of buzzing eggs. She walked up and down the bathroom getting used to the weight inside of her then grabbed the remote and slipped it into the pocket of her skirt. She gathered up everything and headed out to the conference room. Ian was sitting as far from the front of the table as possible as usual. Cara knew he got as far from Old Man Whit and everyone else as possible so that he could zone out when needed. He had his laptop set up in front of him and she was the only person who would see the screen. She took her chair next to him. He would probably sit and listen for a bit then he would start playing a game on his computer to try to keep himself awake. Too bad he didn't have some vibrating thing to reward himself with for every 15 minutes of attention she thought, sitting down, handing him his juice and adjusting in her chair. "Oh that feels good" she thought. Ian leaned over and started talking to Cara. "Thanks for the juice. I have looked at the agenda. We don't need to take notes. Everything is there for us. So it looks like we just sit, nod at the appropriate points and pray he doesn't go past 5. Pinch me if I fall asleep and I will do the same for you." "Thanks Ian, I don't think I will be falling asleep, I got a plan on keeping myself awake" she smiled. He just raised his eyebrow and said "OK then" laughing slightly. The meeting started right on time and within 5 minutes both Ian and Cara had the glazed over look. Another meeting on the merger and all the benefits it would bring. Cara kept her eye on her watch and forced herself to wait the entire 15 minutes before she reached in her pocket and put her finger on the on button. Glancing at Ian to make sure he wasn't looking at her, she switched the eggs on. The sensation of the two metal balls vibrating together made her gasp quietly. She looked up, relieved no one had heard. Wiggling down in her chair she closed her eyes slightly and enjoyed the entire 30 second reward, only reluctantly turning it off. Sighing she opened her eyes to see Ian staring at her. "Oh Shit" she thought. Ian had heard Cara gasp and then wiggle in her chair. Watching her face closely, it only took about 10 seconds to realize she what she was doing. "Oh hello" he thought. This meeting was not going to be as bad as he thought. He continued to stare at her as she opened her eyes and smiled when she began to turn very red. Handing her a glass of water, he leaned over and whispered. "Let me have it". "Have what?" she asked sheepishly. "You know." He whispered. "the little remote in your skirt pocket." Totally embarrassed she gulped water and reluctantly slid the remote out of her pocket and into his waiting hand under the table. In glancing down she could see that his khakis were bulging in the crotch. The thought of him being turned on by it was exciting and her panties became a little wetter. She tried to pay attention to Mr. Whit, giving quick secretive side glances at Ian, but he just was looking forward. Suddenly, she gasped as the eggs turned on again. She looked at Ian and he just smiled, leaned over and said "relax, enjoy, I know I am". Sitting back she let her mind go and just enjoyed the vibrating sensation inside her pussy. It was on low and just felt really good. She sighed when she felt it turn off, but then bit her tongue as he turned it back on full high. Ian watched her face as he turned it off then suddenly turned it back on High. "Oh man, that was poetry." He thought. The look on her beautiful face was priceless. Far sweeter than any fantasy he had had about her. As she bit down on her lip, his already hard cock jumped in his pants. He kept the vibe going, turning it down then back up on high randomly. She opened her eyes, begging him to stop, but he kept it up for a minute more then turned it off. He saw her slump in her chair and smile. He was really enjoying himself and knew that as soon as this meeting was over he needed to go to his office and jack-off. No way could he drive all the way home with this hard on. Cara sat there for a couple minutes, thankful for the dark upholstery and the black skirt she wore. She was soaked. She thought he was going to make her cum there for a minute and was not sure she wouldn't moan out load if he did that again. Glancing over, she looked down and was totally surprised at the enormous erection pushing against his zipper. "Wow," she thought, "if he gets any harder he is going to bust his zipper." Sitting up and leaning against the table she casually placed her hand on her knee. Looking around the room she made sure all eyes were on Whit and then slowly moved her hand under the table and onto Ian's knee. Dragging her nails up the inside of his thigh, she felt him jump as she cupped his bulge. Making her movements very slow so no one would see her arm moving, she began scraping her nails on the outside of his pants. He held his breath afraid to move. As her movements became bolder he slid himself down in his chair slightly and opened his legs. Leaning his head back, he just reveled in the feel of nails against his screaming cock. The feel through the material rubbing against him was amazing. She was so enjoying touching him, feeling him quiver and shake as she scraped and rubbed his pants against his cock. He was huge. She seriously wondered, not for the first time, what he would feel like inside of her; inside her mouth and then her pussy, maybe somewhere else. She let herself fantasize about riding him while he sat in his office chair and was so surprised when he turned the eggs back on that her hands grasped his erection tight and caused him to gasp. He turned her eggs on high again and all she could do was hold on to his bulge tightly as her stomach turned to mush. She released her death grip on his cock, leaving her hand covering it when he turned the eggs off. She could feel the front of his dark pants was wet and she knew she was soaked through. Both of them laid their heads back in their chairs and tried to catch their breath. Then as if they were one, they both turned and looked at each other and smiled. Waiting a couple minutes to collect themselves they pretended to pay attention to Mr. Whit. Her hand gently rested on his knee and his hand on her arm. She started when she felt his hand slide over to her knee and pushed her skirt up, touching her stocking and massaging. Without thinking she took her fingers and unzipped his fly. His huge cock was stuck and she heard him moan as she worked it out of his pants, his hand pausing on its journey up her thigh. It was thick and dripping with pre cum. Her finger touched the sticky juice on the tip of his cock and she began to spread it around. After a shiver she felt Ian's hand continue up to the top of her thigh high stocking and then was surprised when he teasingly snapped her garter. She smiled, thinking this guy is so fun. As she made his cock slick with pre-cum, his fingers explored the delights under her skirt. He should have known she would wear stockings and garters. He began to imagine those stocking clad legs over his shoulder and his face buried in that hot wet pussy. Her panties were totally soaked and as he felt her fingers stroking his cock. He turned the eggs back and was delighted when he actually felt her pussy jump under his fingers. Ian knew he couldn't go without her release. He knew that would be one of the sweetest things of his life so he continued to turn the egg on high as he cupped her mound and pressed into her with her panties still blocking his complete access. She began to squirm ever so slightly as his thumb delved in and began rubbing her clit through her panties. Her hand began to move of its own accord on his cock and they both completely zoned out. She wanted him to stop. She was going to cum if he didn't, but he just rubbed faster and turned the eggs up even more. He put one hand on hers against his cock and stopped her stroking. She looked at him questioningly. He mouthed the words, "You, me, later." Moving her hand off his throbbing cock he put it back in his pants and zipped up, looking at her again he smiled at her little pout. Oh god she was cute. Ian kept rubbing her clit and turning the eggs from low to high. Then he stopped, leaving his hand on her mound. He listened to her catching her breath and as she reached up for a drink of water he turned the eggs straight on high. She spilled the water a bit and moaned it the glass. This time he knew he would have her go over. His elbow pressed her back into her chair and he slid his fingers inside and touched her throbbing clit. Pinching it he began rubbing it and could feel the eggs vibrating inside. He slid a finger inside leaving the palm of his hand on her clit and began finger fucking her hot tight pussy. All of the sudden, he felt her stiffen up and warm, sticky thick cum poured out of her pussy all over his fingers. He damn near came himself right then and there. His cock jumped hard. Ian left his hand cupped over her mound, fingers inside and let her ride the orgasm out to the end. Looking up he realized that the meeting was breaking up. Well, the meeting might be over, but neither he nor Cara was going to be going home soon. Another Love Story Ch. 03 Cara was sitting in her truck in front of the airport. She had volunteered to pick Ian up from his business trip rather than have him take a cab. It was a beautiful sunny Friday, early afternoon with the distinct feel of early spring in the air, and she had her own ideas about how to spend the afternoon and evening. Suddenly, her heart jumped in her chest as she spotted him coming out the door carrying his work backpack and a small suitcase. He was dressed, as she knew he would be, in casual clothes. A blue flannel shirt, cargo pants, a light suede jacket, and white walking shoes. Her heart jumped again when she saw the huge smile on his face when he spotted her. "God she's beautiful", he thought to himself as he saw her flashing a smile from behind the wheel of her 4 wheel drive truck. "What an unusual girl, driving that big truck... unusual, but wonderful"... He quickly covered the ground from the door to her truck, opened the door and pitched his bags in the crew seat behind them and reached over and took her face in his hands, pressing his lips to hers, gently but forcefully. Feeling her lips part slightly, he pressed his advantage by sliding his tongue into her waiting mouth and searching for her tongue, which she willingly presented. She felt a twitch in her pelvic region as he kissed her and as they separated, noticed his pants were a little tighter in the crotch than they had been before. "Cara, I can't tell you how happy I am to see you... It's been a brutal week, such rampant incompetence at the operation center, you can't imagine." "I'm terribly happy to see you as well. I hope their problems don't mean you have to be there even more." "No, thank God... one of the things I did accomplish was to set up the VPN so that I can monitor and repair their systems remotely, so hopefully that's the last time I have to go there for a while." She pulled out of the airport and onto I-90 east, the familiar freeway heading toward their office. As she drove, he just stared at her. Her large breasts jiggled slightly under her tight sweater whenever the truck hit a bump or changed road surfaces. "God, I think I'm falling in love with this woman"... His eye scanned her legs which even in jeans looked amazing. She just smiled, eyes forward, every once in a while glancing at his piercing blue eyes and those soft lips... "I know it's crazy, but I think I'm really falling for this guy". She thought to herself. They engaged in small talk and office gossip as they continued down the freeway. As they began to approach the turnoff which would take them downtown and into their office, he realized that she was not in the turning lane. "Don't you want to get over Cara? The turn is coming quickly and with all this traffic...." She just smiled,interrupting him, "Relax, I know what I'm doing" as they passed the turn at 75 mph and sped on to the east toward the mountains. "Ok", he said resigned to the idea that the office could wait. The gleam in her eye was a little mysterious and exciting. He was remembering a certain board meeting that turned out to be anything but boring. They continued driving for a few miles and she said, "There are sandwiches and beer in the cooler behind me. Would you mind getting a couple out for us?" He reached back and opened the cooler to see rather more than a few sandwiches and at least a 6 pack of beer, but also what looked like a fruit and cheese plate and... what was that? A bottle of his favorite wine and two glasses. He unwrapped a sandwich, put a napkin around it and handed it to her. He also popped a beer and put it in the cup holder closest to her and did the same for himself. They were halfway through the sandwiches when she said, "here, hold this for me" and as he took the sandwich from her, she negotiated a right hand turn on to old Highway 95 south and he realized they weren't in Washington anymore, but rather were headed toward Coeur d'Alene Lake in northern Idaho. "Where exactly are we going?" he asked. "That's for me to know and you to find out," she replied flashing him a brilliant smile and twinkling eyes. Better just settle back and enjoy the ride he told himself as he handed her back the sandwich. An hour later, she was pulling of onto a side road and then onto a dirt road headed east again toward the western shore of the lake. As they passed rusty old mailbox on a rotting cedar post and entered what looked like a private driveway, his curiosity peaked. "OK, where are you taking me and whose driveway is this??" Suddenly, the truck broke out of the cover of tall trees into a small clearing. The sudden shower of sunlight contrasting the shade of the trees nearly blinded Ian. As he regained his vision, he could see a rustic old cabin, a small fishing dock and a driveway down to the most beautiful mountain lake he had ever seen. "WOW... just WOW..." he said as she turned the truck around so that the tailgate faced the lake. "This is my grandfather's place; at least it was before he died. He was one of the first settlers up here and built this cabin back in the 20's... It's mine now I guess... I thought you might like to see it" "It's amazing... beautiful" He was looking at her, not the lake... "And the lake is pretty too." he said as she noticed his gaze and smiled that sweet smile he loved so much... Loved... yes loved... he was sure he loved that smile... and those breasts... and that awesome ass and legs... but especially this woman... They had spent so much time together at work and he had grown dependent on her there, but now away from the office, he was beginning to realize it wasn't her work, which was excellent, that he loved, it was her... Her mind.... her laugh... the way she looked at him... "Come on you" she said as she hopped out of the truck and began to stroll down toward the lake. He followed her just so he could watch her walk. Her perfect ass swaying as she negotiated the rough ground. She found a large rock on the edge of the lake and sat down, patting the rock beside her inviting him to sit. He sat down next to her and finally began to take in the lake. It was huge, at least a mile across where they were and maybe 150 miles long stretching far down into Idaho. It was lined with tall trees on all sides except where people had built their own little refuges. "All this is yours?" "Well 25 acres of shoreline by 50 acres back from the shore to the road." Again, he stared into her eyes. She stared back. His eyes seemed to pierce her very soul and she could feel herself begin to quiver as he leaned forward and kissed her again. A long gentle kiss as they both explored each other's mouths with their tongues. Then as he reached his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. He began to kiss her face... cheeks, eyelids... down her long neck to the base of her collar bone... he stood in front of her as she sat and pressed himself between her legs as they embraced. He could feel her nipples, hard against his chest as he kissed his way from her neck back to her lips. Slowly he began to move his hands under her sweater and down to the small of her back and began to massage it. As she nestled closer, he slid his hands down the back of her pants and squeezed her firm butt cheeks making her moan quietly. He pulled her so close that she could feel his manhood pulsing against her and he could feel that sweet warmth through her jeans. He kissed her deeply as though nothing else in the world mattered but her. In his mind he was sure that nothing else did matter. His heart was pounding and he was sure he could feel hers as well, pounding through her breasts as they pressed against him. Again he kissed her cheek and then her neck. Her skin felt soft against his lips. He slid his hands out of her pants, knelt in front of her and lifted her sweater revealing her belly which he began to kiss, stopping on her belly button before proceeding upward. As his lips traveled up toward her breasts, he lifted the sweater. "Oh God", he thought, "Those perfect breasts aren't even constrained by a bra." He kissed underneath her left breast and slowly worked his way up to her nipple, kissing it and running his tongue around her areola before sucking it into his mouth and tightening his lips around it. It stood hard and beautiful in his mouth. Again she gave a little moan, closed her eyes, let her head drop back, and rose up slightly presenting herself to him. He took both breasts in his hands and gently squeezed, his forefinger encircling the nipple that was not in his mouth, first the left, and then the right, then the left again. Then rising to meet her lips once again, his hands dropped to her belt, unfastening it and her pants in one swift motion. He unzipped the jeans and began to wriggle her out of them when he discovered that she also wasn't wearing any panties. "She planned this... God I love her..." She lifted her bottom and then her legs kicking off her sandals as he pulled her pants off and laid them on the rock next to her. He looked down and saw her love mound. A single strip of hair neatly trimmed leading from her pelvis to her vagina. He knelt again and began kissing his way down the little landing strip, pausing over the place he knew her clitoris was under the protective cover of her outer labia. He placed her legs across his shoulders and spread her. She leaned back on her elbows smiling that smile at him. He kissed her outer labia and then pressed his tongue between them and spread her more with his fingers. Her breathing deepened. His tongue began to trace the line between her inner and outer labia, slowly sliding all the way down and then up one side and again down and up the other. Then he let his head fall slightly and began to lick the skin between her anus and her vagina occasionally running his tongue down and around her anus. He could feel the heat rising from her as she began to wiggle on her perch. He slid his tongue deep inside her pussy and upward finding her g-spot and stroking it. She felt his hot breath on her as yet untouched clit, as he massaged her g-spot with his tongue. He moved one hand around and over her leg and with two fingers slid back the skin covering her clitoris exposing its blood gorged visage to the full force of his hot breath. It was standing almost perpendicular to her body, pulsing, begging to be touched. His other hand slid up from beneath, his fingers scrapping across her anus as they found their way into her wet vaginal cavity, replacing his tongue on her g-spot, as his tongue made its way to the base of her throbbing clitoris. He kissed it with closed lips and then with the very tip of his tongue stroked it slowly from the base to the tip. She gasped and he could feel the moisture increasing inside her. Again, he slowly stroked her and then wrapped his lips around the object of his affection. He took her clit deep in his mouth and sucked it, pushing and pulling gently while licking the tip inside his mouth. He began to lick faster and with more pressure, up and down her clit, his tongue tasting every part of it. She was twisting and turning and moaning and raising her hips to meet him as his tongue played masterfully on her clit and his fingers rubbed her g-spot. He could feel her body shudder as her orgasm broke over her like a wave. Her breath came fast and hard. Her stomach tightened and released and then a flood of sweet warm cum flowing over his fingers and out of her. He slid one finger into her anus and almost immediately she came again. He could hardly contain his joy at her joy. Nothing in the world compared to bringing this woman, that now he was sure he loved, to such a powerful climax. He looked up at her face as she came and came again. She gently pushed his face away and pulled him to his feet. She kissed him deeply tasting herself on his lips and tongue. She stood up and turned him around facing the lake and unbuckled his belt, all the time kissing him deeply. She ran her hand across his crotch, feeling his cock pulsating inside his pants. She unfastened and unzipped his pants. His cock fairly leaped out. "He isn't wearing any underwear either... I wonder if he was hoping to be with Me." she thought as, still kissing him, she took his shaft firmly in her hand. "My God, he's bigger than I remember. I want this." She pushed him into a sitting position on the rock which was wet with the overflow of her cum and kissed his belly as one hand gently stroked him while the other reached up to cup his ball sack. She knelt in front of him and kissed the tip of his cock. Then she licked the pre-cum from the tip and then guided the huge pulsing member into her waiting mouth. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He couldn't contain his appreciation, as she proceeded to take more and more of him in her mouth. He shook in ecstasy. She began to pump his shaft with one hand and with her lips as she gently squeezed his ball sack. His hips began to move involuntarily thrusting his cock deep inside of her mouth and then back out. He reached down, putting his hands behind her head and began pulling her toward him as he filled her mouth with flesh. She started to gag a little. It was so hard and thick, but she made her throat relax and open up to take it in. At last she found her lips against his pelvis and knew she had taken the whole of him in. The hand that was on his shaft, no longer needed, found his anus and one finger rimmed it three times and then plunged in up to her second knuckle. He winced. His cock jerked in her mouth and then his whole body shook again. It was his time and she knew it. She wanted to feel his hot cum in her mouth and on her face. She slowly let him out of her oral strangle hold until only the head was still in her mouth, and she began to pump him with her other hand, pressing her finger a little deeper in his anus with every stroke. She opened her mouth, looked up at his clearly overwhelmed face and smiled. His body shook and the first load of hot white cum ejaculated with such force that it pounded the back of her throat and with such volume that it filled her mouth. The second fired with even greater force as she had pulled her finger out and pushed it back in. This time it shot high, a thick line of cum rising over her head and landing across her face and in her hair. The third and forth she directed to her breasts as he covered one areola and spewed across the top of her other breast. She removed her finger from his ass and stood up still pumping him as the fifth and sixth shot fell on her belly. He was shaking furiously until with a sense of finality, she pumped him once more and let her thumb cross the tip of his cock wiping the last few drops of his cum away. "Oh my god", he gasped, trying desperately to catch his breath and regain some semblance of composure. She had conveniently placed a warm wet wash cloth and two dry towels by the rock as they had come down and was now wiping cum from her face, hair and body. He sat up and took the wash cloth from her and gently washed her, cleaning her face and hair with gentleness and love before proceeding to her breasts and belly. "Oh god those breasts." He thought. When he thought she was clean enough her dried her with the towel and then took her in his arms and held her tight. "Cara, I hope this doesn't make you feel weird, but..., " his voice trailed off. She looked up at him and smiled, "What Ian? You've made me feel wonderful. You couldn't make me feel weird. What is it?" Again, he looked down into that face. His heart filled and he said it, words he never thought he'd say again to anyone, not since he'd said it some 30 years ago to his wife who had contracted cancer 6 years ago and left their marriage loving, but totally devoid of intimacy. "Cara, I love you... there, I've said it... I love you... I really love you..." She buried her head in his chest, her naked body against his. "You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that Ian. I love you. I have since we first met. I love you." He could feel the moisture of a tear on his chest where her head lay and dripping from his own eye down his cheek. He tilted her head up to face him and kissed her deeply. The embrace was one of total surrender, total vulnerability... love...