1 comments/ 13451 views/ 6 favorites Dating Dana By: BrettJ This is my 3rd entry in the Erotic Coupling category in the Literotica Survivor Contest. ***** Jessica was lying on her stomach in bed, finishing the last of her coffee when I walked into the room. Naked as the day she was born, I remembered every curve of her body and the way she sounded during a heated session of sex. She is an incredible woman and the kind of lover who gives it her all in the bedroom. I considered myself lucky just to have spent the night with her. "Can I get you some more coffee?" I offered as she turned over and gave me the kind of smile that ignites heat in every man she meets. That beautiful face, that long blonde hair and those deep, rich brown eyes, she is perfection with a capital "P". "No, thank you," she said to me in her soft, feminine voice. "A night like that and breakfast in bed, you spoil a girl. You make it hard for me to want to leave this morning." "I told you he was the best lover and most considerate lover that I've ever had," Dana said as she walked out of the en-suite bathroom. "Sorry baby, but yes, that even includes you. I've never known a man like Frank before, I suppose that's why I actually let him trap me this way," Dana said to our guest, flashing the huge diamond I had purchased only a few weeks back. My name is Frank Sutton and I'm about to tell you about Dana and how she has enriched my life. I'm an attorney here in Los Angeles; I specialize in patent law, with litigation as a backup. I'm very good at my job and thus, my billable hours are quite high. I've earned a tidy sum over the years and invested well, therefore, I'm comfortable. I can generally buy what I like, go where I want, do as I please. What I am not and have never been is a smooth talker, not with the ladies. Oh, I can litigate with the best of them, although it's not my passion. I love to help smart people patent a new product I know will make them money or help to make the world a better place. Sometimes, I even work pro bono if the inventor is someone I think has the best interest of others at heart. My own dad, bless his heart, was always trying to make like easier for others. Easier for my mom, for me and for my 4 siblings. It's a sad fact that he tried so hard to improve the lives of others that he forgot to work on his own life. He died without a pot to piss in. I promised not to let that happen to me, so while I help other people as much as I can, I'm also smart enough to look out for my own interests. My mom and my siblings are all looked after - not a one of them has a mortgage or any massive debts. Never again will any of them want for a thing. For a time, that might not have been true of Karen, my youngest sister. She was a bit too much like our father and thought with her heart and not her head. Stuart was her husband and a bit of a nebbish. You never would have thought of him to have a gambling problem, but he did. He got them into massive debt and when his "creditors" came after him, looking for their money, Karen found out just what a mess he had made of things. Stuart had a second mortgage on their home and the kid's college money was wiped out. When Karen confronted him, the nebbish vanished and the S.O.B. emerged. He actually found the balls to hit her and then went out and got massively drunk. My mother and father didn't raise any fools. Karen knew right there and then her marriage was over. She got on the phone to me and I called one of the associates in my firm. When Stuart arrived home 3 days later, drunk as a skunk, he found himself facing the police and a restraining order. Karen had the locks changed and never looked back. With some swift legal maneuvering, Arnie, her attorney, managed to have the house transferred entirely to her name. She hadn't signed the second mortgage; the little prick forged her signature - badly. He now had to sink or swim on his own and Karen is thriving. She got a job, lost some weight and with help from big brother, paid off the mortgage. She is currently dating a pretty paralegal at our firm named Gwen and she's happy. This story isn't about Karen though, it's about me and it's about Dana and how we hooked up. I just wanted to give you some back story. I became a partner at my firm about 5 years ago and I'm very pleased about that. To celebrate, I bought a new car and a new home. I'm not like my old man, not in the least bit handy, so I hired a gardener and his wife, she was a combination maid and cook. Felipe and Rosa have become like family, so when Felipe showed me this gardening device he had been working on, I helped him to obtain a patent for it. It's making him a tidy sum of money, so much so that I may have to hire a new staff next year. It's a small matter, I was happy to do it and I like to see people succeed. Sometimes a good deed will come back and bite you in the ass, sometimes; you get showered with a bit of good fortune. This is the latter. Rosa's sister worked for a man who was looking for a patent attorney who also had experience in litigation. This gentleman is a rather well-known inventor who holds several patents. In recent months, he had seen blatant copies of his products turning up on late-night infomercials. Apparently, this guy had a full head of steam about this, because the products weren't even slightly different than his, just cheaper - bargain basement knockoffs. He didn't want someone buying one of these shoddy products thinking it was his. His products were, at times, a bit pricy but worth every penny. Hell, my own mom has a few of these products and has since I can remember. His company builds things that last. He also hires only the best people in the business and he doesn't skimp on the salary. When I walked into Ron's office one afternoon, I saw evidence of that. The furnishings were of the highest quality, everyone was working in a spacious environment - none of that cubicle crap. I was to find out that they had a high-end cafeteria with a cook on staff who had once worked in a fine hotel. Meals were part of the salary package and the benefits were something many people only dream of. I talked to a lot of his employees and I swear, this has never happened - not a single one of them had a bad word to say about Ron. There was something else I noticed - his employees were attractive, all of them. In the "drop dead" sense of the word attractive. After interviewing several of Ron's most trusted employees, I knew for sure that this guy was a straight shooter and as honest as they came. It wasn't hard to discover who was responsible for the knockoff products, a disgruntled former employee had been selling some of Ron's secrets to a low-budget competitor. I went to Ron's office to give him the good news and let him know that we likely had a good case for copyright infringement. I almost didn't make it to his office door. I was stopped dead in my tracks by this - vision - sitting at her desk. In bare feet, she had to be at least 5'9" in height and when she came out from behind the desk to greet me, I saw she was wearing 4" high heels. Her blouse was cut low, not unprofessionally so, but low enough to display a generous amount of cleavage. She didn't so much move towards me as she did saunter, almost like a cat. Luminescent green eyes met mine - I was lost. I had always believed it to be a cliché, but it was a simple truth - love at first sight. I had just met Dana Hall and my life was never again going to be the same. This walking, breathing goddess was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Gorgeous legs were in a short and tight black skirt that perfectly matched her blouse. Her skin was flawless and she didn't have a single hair out of place. When she looked at me, I actually forgot what I was there to accomplish. I know she spoke to me at least three times before I could compose myself and comprehend that she was telling me that Ron was expecting me and I could go in. Her voice was as sexy as the rest of her. It was as if the universe had one really great day when she was put together. When I could finally gather my wits about me and enter Ron's office, I was only half there. The rest of me was most certainly in the outer office with the gorgeous brunette I had just encountered. I did manage to give Ron the information that he needed and fill him in on the game plan. He seemed pleased, so I decided to take a risk in asking "Just who was that gorgeous creature I met on the way in here?" I asked him. "I see you've met Dana," Ron laughed. "She has that effect on everyone. Dana's my niece on my sister's side. I gave her the job as a favor, but it turned out to be the best decision I ever made - she's totally devoted and a hard worker. But don't bother wasting your time; she's shot down every guy here that asked her out." I know that I should have been dissuaded at his words, yet I wasn't. Quite the opposite - I wanted the challenge and being a lawyer, I had my arguments ready. I approached bench and the beauteous Dana with my head readied for any objection she might give me. I intended to overrule all of them. In a manner that is just as mystifying as a woman, she surprised me by accepting. "I was hoping that you'd notice me when I saw you enter the building earlier today," she stated boldly. "I liked the look of you and the manner in which you conducted yourself. Pick me up at 8 and handsome, wear a suit. I intend to dazzle you later on," she smiled. Later on? I was so dazzled at that point, I didn't know if my poor heart could take much more excitement. I knew that I was going to take her to the swankiest place I knew of, the Bella Bistro and Lounge. Everyone that worked there was a friend of mine, from the owner right down to the busboys. I dined there often and I tipped well. I knew that they would pour out all of the stops for Dana and I hoped it would impress her. Over dinner and drinks, I found that I had underestimated Dana by a wide margin. First, "dazzle" would be an understatement. She descended from the heavens (okay, from her brownstone apartment) in a tight black dress that left little to the imagination. It showed both a vast expanse of tits and legs. "36DD," she said to me and winked as she got in the car. Her skirt rode up to reveal she was wearing stockings and garters. "I didn't want for you to keep wondering." Once we arrived, she disarmed everyone with her charm and style, yet when we were together, I found that she had quite the bawdy sense of humor. She was so gracious and sincere with everyone that I knew before our evening was done that I was in love with her. "I'd invite you upstairs, but I ..." I thought I knew what she was going to say. "I understand completely, it's only our first date," I said, sincerely trying to be considerate. Once more, Dana turned my world upside down. "Oh no Frank, it isn't that at all," Dana said, molding herself close to me and laying a kiss on me that ignited my libido higher than it had ever been before. "I'm a big girl and I'm very naughty, you'll find out soon enough that I go after what I want whenever I want it. I don't worry about propriety, I can be both professional and have a very audacious private life. It's just - my roommate is home tonight and she's called dibs on our apartment, so I thought we can wait until next time. Believe me, I'm well worth the wait," she said as she sashayed up a few flights of stairs. I was sure that she knew I was watching her every move and was intent on giving me a little show. I was halfway home before I realized that I could have offered up my own apartment for our night's enjoyment. I laughed to myself because I had never before encountered anyone who could get me so flustered. I also slapped my forehead when I realized that I hadn't asked her for a second date. I was just pulling into my driveway when my cell rang. "Look in the glove compartment," Dana said on the other end of the phone. I did and found a little memento of our evening - the tiniest, sheerest black thong I had ever seen. "That should remind you that when you have chemistry like we have, it's a good idea to ask a girl on a second date," she chuckled. "However, as I said - I'm a big girl. Friday night, I have something I want to do and it's not expensive, just fun. See you then, lover." When Dana called me "lover" my cock got almost rock-hard and I think I gained about two inches in length. At work the next day, my colleagues, my secretary and a few of the paralegals noticed I was in a fog. Man, oh man, did I have it bad. Not that I was complaining. Not for a single, solitary second. I had met my match and was thrilled about it. Dana called on Friday afternoon to remind me of our date - as if I could possibly forget - and she alerted me to the fact that she would be picking me up. "You're footing the bill, I can at least provide the transportation," she insisted. I told her I had three cars that I loved to drive, but my lady was more than a match for me. She won out, of course. If Dana had told me that she was picking me up on a camel, I still would have let her have her way. When Dana arrived promptly at 7 PM on Friday evening to pick me up, I got my head blown again. She was driving a vintage 1964 Corvette in pristine condition. "It was my mother's," she informed me. "It was Daddy's bribe to get her to marry him," she chuckled as I got in. She was wearing the tightest white booty shorts and low-cut black top her body could support and not get us arrested. She took us to a restaurant called Moxies where every server was a drop-dead hot babe. "I can appreciate the eye candy too," Dana smiled. Even though I had spent six hours with her just a few days earlier, I still didn't know much about her. I got the impression that was the way she wanted it, because she deflected some of my questions and kept asking me about myself and my romantic history. I was honest and somewhat discreet, which she seemed to appreciate. I wonder to this day what she saw in me, but she wore a perpetual smile all throughout our meal. It was expensive for what we had, but I guess they have to pay the "eye candy" a decent enough wage. Now that we were done with our meal, I wondered what Dana had in mind for the rest of our evening. It wasn't even nine o'clock. Would she want to go dancing or perhaps to a movie or perhaps a nice café for coffee and dessert? It really didn't matter to me what we did, so long as I was in her company. I would have gone with her to "Gilligan's Island" if she had asked me to. I'm sure you've figured out that the answer is "none of the above". Do you want to know where we did eventually end up? At a bowling alley. She continued to catch me off guard by taking me bowling. "You don't mind, do you?" She asked excitedly as she was putting on her shoes. "I never get to do this anymore, none of my friends like doing it and I used to bowl in a league." I assured her that I didn't and wondered how sexy bowling could possibly be. I should have known. She had this way of moving and bending that was unconsciously sexy and I caught a lot of eyes watching my date as she bowled. She was good, too. Of course, I was better. I bowled a 300, a perfect game. For the first time since I had met her, I had flummoxed Dana. "I've been bowling since I was 9 and I also used to be in a league," I told her. "I went pro before I entered law school and winning tournaments was how I paid for part of my tuition. That was my fifth perfect game," I said, feeling vaguely superior since the first time I met her. "You rat!" Dana laughed and broke into a huge fit of the giggles. She had bowled a 240, a very respectable game. "I wanted to show you up and see how you'd react to a woman beating you," she told me. "I happen to think it's very sexy when a man doesn't have an ego about a woman being better than he is at things." "Then don't ever shoot pool with me," I smiled. "I've been playing pool since I was 7." She roared with laughter and I was now far more comfortable with her. She had toppled from her pedestal and I knew my goddess had a human face as well. It was still early and we did go to that café. The dessert was amazing, but with the spell I was under, it could have been cardboard. "My roommate isn't home tonight," Dana purred as she put her hand on my knee. "Do you think you can handle an all-nighter?" I was still slightly intimidated by Dana and I thought I should make sure we were on the same page. "Just to clarify, we are talking about ..." "I'm taking you back to my place, fixing you a nice drink and then we're going to have a nice, slow, leisurely fuck followed by several more," Dana purred as she bit my ear. "That clear enough for you, lover?" Each and every time Dana called me "lover", my cock did a little happy dance. Dana was a terrific driver and I still think we broke a few speed records getting back to her place. We were kissing and tossing clothes around when I heard someone call out "Dana baby, is that you?" A gorgeous, busty blonde emerged from one bedroom. She was wearing only a man's dress shirt and nothing else. Had I not been blinded by Dana's beauty, I would most certainly have been mesmerized by the blonde. Dana, however, was neither mesmerized nor happy. "Damn it Aurora, what the fuck are you doing here?" The sloe-eyed blonde looked over at me and then back at Dana. "My date got the measles, can you believe it? So I was left with no alternative but to come home." She looked at me again and smiled. "You know Dana, we could ..." "No, we could not," Dana glared at her. "Frank, this blonde intruder is my roommate, Aurora." I smiled and nodded in her direction. She was lovely and I liked her unique name. "Don't worry baby, she won't bother us ... will you, Aurora?" I got the impression that Aurora would very much liked to have "bothered us", but I was a guest in their home. Added to that was my overwhelming desire to win Dana's affections and you certainly don't do that by suggesting a threesome. It might make the other girl think you're not interested in a relationship and all that I wanted at this juncture was to start a relationship with Dana. "Keep him company for a few minutes, but no more!" Dana said, making it clear that I was as dangerous as plutonium. We talked for a few minutes and I did find Aurora to be enchanting. If I had met her first, I might well have dated her, but the "spark" was so much more with Dana. When she called my name, I almost galloped to the bedroom. She was worth running for. In a black merry widow, stockings and garter, I was in heaven. Dana was in my arms and we were almost fused into one entity. We toppled to the bed with Dana almost ripping my shirt from my body. "Fuck Frank, you're really built," she exclaimed. "You weren't just bragging when you told me that you worked out." My law firm has its own gymnasium and I had told Dana that I used it regularly. Her mouth flew all over my chest as she deftly removed the rest of my clothes. "Frank, you are the total package," Dana said to me. I think at that point, I felt ten feet tall. Dana wanted to assume control, but some part of me knew I had to pull my own weight in the bedroom. I gently moved her on to the bed and spread those gorgeous legs of hers. Surrounded by softly-perfumed thighs, I ate her sweet, bare pussy until I had her yelping and thrashing about the bed. "Christ Frank, you're almost as good as ..." she started to say and then, she stopped herself. I was pretty sure at that point she might have slipped up and blurted out "Aurora". I sensed that there was something between them that was more than a friendship, but that was none of my business. I made her cum in a few more minutes and she was practically beaming. With a hearty laugh, Dana pushed me on my back and went to work on my cock. She was a terrific fellatio artiste with a technique such as I had never before experienced. I said a silent prayer for all of my past partners, who had taught me endurance. I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of my new lady by cumming too soon. Thankfully, I managed to hold out for a while until I felt enough time had passed. I made the move to pull away but I could see the look for "no" in her eyes and I let myself cum in her mouth. She was so adept that there wasn't even a trace on her mouth when we kissed. Dating Dana "Oh lover, I want a lot more of you," Dana told me as she reached for a pack of condoms. "I think I've got your number and you're the kind of guy who isn't wham-bam, you can give a girl the loving she needs," she said. I promised her to give it my all and that's exactly what I did - we did. We were so perfectly matched that when my cock was ready, she rolled the condom on, straddled me and rode me slowly and meticulously towards another orgasm, her own following mine. "Fuck, that hasn't ever happened to me before, a man making me cum at almost the same time," Dana praised me. "Let's see if we can do that again, but do you need time to recharge?" "Not just yet," I grinned, positioning her on all fours. "A hot bitch like you can keep a man charged for a helluva long time!" That seemed to please her, so I gave her a slight slap on the ass, gripped her hips and drove myself home. She groaned like my cock was 3 inches thick and 10 inches long, but it thrilled me. Never before had I enjoyed fucking someone as much as I enjoyed fucking her. Because I had already cum twice, I held out for a good long time. This time, I made sure my companion had her orgasm before I allowed my own. We fucked twice more, after some coffee that Aurora made for us. Turned out she was a barista in Dana's favorite coffee shop and that was how they had met. I was pretty sure that Aurora had heard our lovemaking - neither of us was exactly quiet - but I didn't really care. If it gave her a little vicarious thrill and she got off on it, so what? The chemistry between Dana and I was nothing short of miraculous. The more time I spent with her, the more time I wanted to spend with her. The sex was also nothing short of fantastic, she was bringing me into the major leagues. We spent as much time fucking as we did going out and possibly, more. So, I should have been overjoyed, right? Time to level with everyone - I wasn't. Oh, I was happy, but I sensed that Dana wasn't. She was holding back, you could tell. She was hiding something from me and it was driving me insane. I very much wanted a future with her, on whatever terms she deigned to set. I hoped for a commitment, yet whatever she was keeping from me stood in our way. Finally, I let her know that I was aware of her reluctance. She looked at me with those eyes I had come to love and her chest heaved with a loud sigh. "You're right," she told me and hugged me tight. "There is something about me and I didn't - I don't - know if you can handle it. You make me happier than any lover I've ever had and I didn't want to risk losing you, but if we're going to move forward, we have to be honest. Let's go, grab your coat and come with me." We got in the new Stingray I had purchased last month and she gave me directions to our destination. It was a club known around town as the Venus Butterfly. A few of my clients were members, so I knew what it was. We walked into the club and into the largest room. Amid a sea of writhing bodies, I spotted Aurora and a sexy younger couple engaging in a heated threesome. Aurora was eating the young Latina girl while her boyfriend was fucking Aurora's ass. My sexy new girlfriend had brought me to a sex club. "I've been a member here since I was 18," Dana explained, her eyes moist. "I love sex and I'm never entirely satisfied. I've been with girls, guys and had threesome, orgies - you name it. I always want more. I come from an unusual background, both of my parents were swingers and my mother is still active in the lifestyle. I could never be satisfied with having just one lover, no matter how good he - or she - happens to be. Okay, now you know it all. I won't be angry if you decide we're through," she sniffled. I pulled her close to me and kissed her as hard as I could. "I am never, ever, going away," I let her know. "If you need multiple partners and have to live this lifestyle, I'll find a way to adapt. Not everyone is meant to be monogamous. I probably won't be able to keep up, but for your sake, I'll try." I knew it was ludicrous, but that's the moment I got out the ring and asked her to marry me. Her eyes went wild and then, that was the first time I saw Dana cry. She took the ring and slipped it on her finger and then, to my amazement, she pulled Aurora away from the action and led us both to a private room. "Now you may fuck him," Dana blithely told her friend - now a woman I knew was her lover. She flashed Aurora the ring and both of them hugged and had a good cry before the luscious blonde tackled me to a bed and ripped off my shirt. My fiancé's Maid of Honor took care of me while I watched my fiancé make love to her. I knew at that moment that Dana would never stop surprising me. She looked incredibly gorgeous having sex with another woman and they were almost as in sync as Dana and I were. Despite my cock being buried deep in Aurora's clenching cunt, my fiancé managed to satisfy us both. It was 2 AM by the time the three of us dragged ourselves out of the club and when the girls got me home, they were still raring to go. For the first time, I watched as my girlfriend took a strap-on in her ass while I fucked her tight cunt. We had sex in all manner of ways that night and the girls made me breakfast in bed. "We had sex in the shower," Aurora whispered as she poured the coffee. "We wanted you to join us, but Dana insisted on letting you sleep," she told me. "Are you mad?" Dana asked. I shook my head and Dana told me that afternoon that seeing how cool I was with it all assured her that all would be well and that we would make it as a couple. We're in a very good place right now. Jessica is her oldest friend and was her first girlfriend, way back in high school. She's a dress designer and is making Dana's dress as a wedding present. Of course, while measuring Dana, one thing led to another and that's about the time I walked in. The rest of it, you can guess at and that's where you all came in. We're going to have a long engagement, at least a year. That's fine with me, I waited this long for my soul mate, I can wait longer. Dana wants to bring me in to her world gradually and introduce me to her other lovers, most of which are women. I don't know yet how I'll react seeing her fuck another guy. I am sure there will be residual feelings of jealousy, but I'll work through them. My wife-to-be is worth the extra effort. Right now, I'm just enjoying the happy times and dating Dana. Dating Darkness Pt. 01 As she walked home along the shortcut, a dirt path between two derelict blocks of flats she heard footsteps behind her. She turned quickly on her docs kicking up dust, no-one there. Picking up pace she hurried along the path, her shadow in front of her from the full moon tonight. Again she heard the footsteps matching her pace; she stopped, they stopped. Turning around still she seen no-one. "Get a grip if yourself Laura!" she said out loud as she shook her head and carried on walking home. She heard the click of an old style camera, ignoring it as she knew no-one was there. "Mmhmm...Laura..." a deep breath sighed as he watched her from the shadows with a camera. The next morning Laura was getting ready for work; she looked at the clock, enough time for a shower she thought. Turning the shower on she striping off her pajamas in the bathroom she stood admiring her frame in the floor length mirror. She scrapped her raven hair up into a bun and secured it with a hair comb; she got close to the mirror and looked at her face, disgusted with bags under the eyes and lines appearing. At 27 she never thought she'd be worrying about lines and bags. Moving on she ran her hands down over her full breasts; examining, remembering when they were perkier. Down across her little pot belly to her full swollen hips and ass, not bad she thought to herself and smiled. *Click, click* Laura stood staring for a moment when she was sure she saw someone looking in her window watching her watching herself. She turned on her heels and went to the window. No-one. However her elderly neighbour Frank was cutting his grass, he looked up when he saw her standing naked in her bathroom window. He stood still and silent staring as Laura looked back and waved for him to come over. Frank being the gentleman he was obliged Laura. She pointed to the front door and Frank followed her directions. "Hello...Laura?" he knocked on the door. "Come in, it's open Frank." She replied chirpily. "I'm coming in now." He hollered as he opened the door. "Back here Frank..." She called from the back of the house. "Are you okay Laura? You seemed shaken..." he asked. "I'm better now you are here Frank..." she appeared before him in a towel, which she dropped at his feet. *Click, click.* "Laura, what are you doing? I'm old enough to be your grandfather!" he exclaimed. "I saw the way you were looking at my body. I see the hunger in your eyes right now." She purred as she walked towards him. "Touch me. You know you want to, I know you want to. I want you to touch me." "I... er...ehm..." he stammered. Laura took his hand and placed it on her soft breast as her hands unbuckled his pants. They fell to the floor with a metal clang on the wooden floor. His semi erect cock touching her thigh. "Your body seems to agree with me Frank." She whispered in his ear as she licked the lobe, he massaged her breast. *Click, click.* "This is wrong Laura...I can't...you're only a girl..." he stammered. "Could a girl do this to you?" she smirked as she took his cock in hand and stroked softly, getting onto her knees. She stared up at him as she took the whole length of him in her mouth and throat. Slowing bobbing back and forth on his erect cock. *Click, click* He reached down and pulled the hair comb from her hair letting her hair fall down her shoulder covering her back. "Stop it!" he pushed her away, she fell onto her back. Frank pounced on her seeing her on her back; bald pussy exposed on as she lay the floor. He grabbed her arms with one hand, holding them above her head, with the other he guided his fully erect cock into her in one hard thrust. Laura let out a loud groan as he fucked furious on the hardwood floor between the bathroom and bedroom. *Click, click.* "Fuck me Frank. Hard!" she yelled. "Shut up, my wife will hear you!" he covered her mouth with his trousers as he fucked her harder. His paced began to slow. "Get on top of me and ride me. Go as hard as you want." He told her as he rolled over still inside her, holding her in place. *Click, click.* Laura began riding him picking up pace; her hand on his chest, her head back he grabbed a handful of her hair pulling as she let out a loud moan. His hands cradling her ass. She reached a steady pace, bumping and grinding on him as a wave came over her slowing her down. Her body tensing up, he gripped her ass and hips forcing her up and down on his cock. She rode him to pleasure, his hands squeezing her hips and thighs as he shot his load inside her. Laura caressing her breasts she looked down Frank was done. Frank had gone. Frank died with a smile in his face and his cock buried deep in some twenty something pussy. He died happy. *Click, click.* She climbed off him and got him cleaned up before calling 911. She put a short dress on before anyone arrived and shouted on his wife Millie with tears in her eyes. The ambulance, police and Millie arrived together. "Ma'am what happened?" the responder asked. "He came over to make sure I was okay, someone was looking in my window watching me and Frank caught them. They ran but Frank was just checking I was okay then he just fell to the floor and I tried cpr and called you guys!" she sobbed into her hands. "It's okay Ma'am that's all we needed to hear. We will need a description of the person looking in your windows however that can wait for now." He rubbed her shoulder moving her dress, he looked down her cleavage. "Here's my card if you see them or remember anything. Don't be afraid to call day or night..." he smiled. *Click, click.* "Mrs. Reynolds I will drive you to the hospital to fill out paper work and make a formal ID. This way." He motioned. "I'm so sorry Mrs. Reynolds." Laura sobbed. "It's okay dear. Frank thought you were a lovely girl and would do anything for you. I'm sure it's not your fault." She smiled hugging Laura. *Click, click.* "This way Mrs. Reynolds." The responder called. Laura closed the door and wiped the tears from her face. She stood watching them leave then pulled the dress off and headed for the shower. All the time she could still hear the click of a camera. She stood in the steam, hot water beating on her back she closed her eyes. Inhaling deeply. She sighed. Her hands touching her breasts, teasing her nipples. Rolling them between thumb and forefinger, gently tugging on them. She replayed Franks death in her head. As he came inside her she begins to quiver. Her hand tracing down her stomach she touches her clit, caressing it and rubbing as the warm wave of orgasm is washing over her once again. *Click, click.* The next few days were uneventful. Life carried on; she done her usual routines, work, shopping, socializing and such. Then came Franks' funeral. 'Should I go?' she thought to herself. 'I probably should. Not to raise suspicion.' She pulled on her little black dress that hugged her body in all the right places. Black leather knee high stiletto boots that left just enough thigh on show. Laura curled her hair and left it out, just the way Frank liked it. *Click, click.* The funeral was like any other funeral. The wake afterwards Mrs. Reynolds asked Laura to say a few words, pressured into it Laura stood in front of everyone. "Frank... Frank was a good man, kind hearted, loving, devoted husband to Millie. The kindest man I had the good luck to know. I wasn't prepared for being asked to speak so let us just raise our glasses to the kindest man ever. To Frank." She smiled. "TO FRANK" Everyone called out and clicked glasses. Mrs. Reynolds pulled Laura aside, "Thank you dear. That was very kind of you to say such nice words. But I know about Frank, he wasn't always faithful. You were just the last on one hell of a long list missy." She smiled. Laura went to speak and Mrs. Reynolds put her finger to her lips, "Be quiet. Better to remain silent than to open your mouth and prove yourself a fool." She patted her ass as she walked away. *Click, click.* As she walked away Laura looked around at all the potential; eyeing up her next conquest, her next trophy. She left wondering how Mrs. Reynolds ever put up with Franks' cheating ways. Laura handed her ticket to the valet who was eyeing her up and down. 'Pity he's just a child.' She thought as she smirked. "Well, hellooo beautiful." A deep sultry voice bellowed from behind her. She turned round to see a tall, silver haired stallion standing in front of her in a black pin striped suit. "Tony." He grabbed her hand and kissed it. *Click, click.* "Well. It's nice to meet you Tony." She smiled as the valet appeared with her car. "Are you going to tell me your name young lady?" he smiled with perfect white teeth. "No, because if you are really interested you'll find out. Eventually." She smiled as she tipped the valet getting into her car leaving Tony speechless as she drove off. *Click, click.* "Who was that woman my good man?" Tony asked the valet. "Not a clue Sir. She was at the wake. But damn, she is fine." He rubbed his face. Tony back walked into the hotel, back to the wake. "Millie, who was that girl you were talking with?" he enquired. "The harlot next door. She was screwing Frank when he died. Does that answer your question brother?" she answered sarcastically. "Really, Frank? That old dog! Sorry Millie, but she is a looker." He grinned. The days on the calendar quickly passed, Laura had not heard from Tony again and Millie hadn't been home since the wake. A black convertible Mercedes slk pulled up outside her house as she was lying on the couch eating Ben and Jerry's, watching trash TV in her sweats. Laura lifted herself up onto her elbows to see who it was; she couldn't believe her eyes, the silver stallion. She quickly jumped up and ran to the bedroom striping off her sweats and pulling on a little summer dress, she threw her head upside-down and ruffled her hair, giving it that 'just fucked' look. She quickly freshened her make up as the doorbell rang. "Just a second..." she yelled. She fixed her breasts; pulling them up, fixing her cleavage. Slowly she made her way to the door down the long corridor. Tony stood on the other side watching her sultry walk towards him. *Click, click.* "Well, well, well. Guess you found me." She smiled a coy smile as she stood on one leg, rotating the other on her big toe. "Now I have found you. Tell me your name. That is the one thing I don't know about you." He took her hand and kissed it. "Laura. My name is Laura." She stared into his hazel eyes. *Click, click.* "Well, Laura... These are for you." He pulled a bunch of lilies from behind his back. "Pretty flowers for a pretty girl." He smiled. "Lilies are considered to be death flowers. Are you trying to tell me something Tony?" Laura raised an eyebrow. *Click, click.* "Depends on who you ask... May I come in?" he enquired. Laura paused for a moment; moved to the side and gestured for Tony to enter. "Would you like a drink? I'm going to put these in water so the don't die..." she smirked. *Click, click.* "How about I put them in water and you make the drinks?? He offered. Laura walked to the kitchen with Tony following her ever presently. She bent down to get a vase, knowing she had no underwear on and that he would be right behind her watching. He stared and shifted between feet, hands in his trouser pockets he cleared his throat. She looked up over her shoulder and smiled. *Click, click.* "She anything you like?" she giggled as she pulled a vase from the cupboard. "Well...erm...Yes as a matter of fact I do. That ripe little cunt. I see it glistening." He told her as he moved towards her taking his hands from his trouser pockets. Laura put the vase in the sink as Tony moved towards her pushing her against the counter. His hands enveloped her waist; moving down her back and gripping her ass he lifted her onto the counter top. *Click, click.* He pushed her legs apart with his hips as he kissed her neck, he nibbled up to her earlobe and with one swoop he kissed and licked her lobe. His hands unbuttoned her dress letting it fall onto the counter, exposing her to the cool air of the kitchen. She ran her hand through his hair grasping it pulling his head back; she inhaled his scent, running her nose up his neck. Laura kissed along his sharp jawline stopping at his chin. *Click, click.* "Someone could cut themselves on the jawline." She smirked. "Well I hope you have a first aid kit because your thighs are going to be shredded..." he smiled. Laura kissed him hard, as she pulled away she nibbled on his bottom lip. He pulled her close, she could feel his breath on her neck. "I have a secret to tell you Laura..." he whispered in her ear. "What is it?" Laura asked curiously. "Have you heard the sound of a camera snapping recently?" he stood back to watch the emotions on her face. Her eyes narrowed. "Well, I employ him. He works for me. And you are a wonderful creature to follow." He chuckled. She sat naked, in shock on her kitchen counter looking at him with a blank expression on her face. *Click, click.*