0 comments/ 30749 views/ 0 favorites Dianne By: Red Hugh Ted was forty-five and nearly broke. The result of a crooked business partner and a rapacious ex. Truth be told aside from the money he didn't miss his old life. Things were beginning to look up, he and a friend had the makings of a new business that would be off the ground in a few months. So while things were tight and sometimes he had only a few dollars in his pocket things could have been a lot worse. Indeed they could! To give himself a bit of cashflow he's hired himself out as a property consultant and had a steady clientele. The income just matched expenditure so as long as there were no emergencies all would be well. The work was fun. This story concerns one client, Dianne. Dianne was about 40 and about his height, 6ft. Ted was well built with a beard and short hair. Amazingly given the strain of the last few years he had no grey even in his dark beard. Back to Dianne, not only was she tall but she was slender and very elegant. They hit it off while he worked on her problem. She was long divorced and at the end of the year her son went off to live with his father leaving his mother on her own. "What the hell' he thought one day and rang her at work and asked her out, she accepted. A nice dinner on which he blew his meagre savings a bit too much to drink and they were necking like teenagers in the back of a Taxi. He'd managed to preserve his over-mortgaged appartment so they headed there and fell in the door. Dianne knew what she wanted and unzipping his fly reached for his cock. He liked a confident woman, that and her beauty were a real turn-on. He was harder than he'd been in years. Ted was to find out later unbelievably that this woman hadn't been fucked in years. Men assumed she was taken or unattainable. He suggested that rather than fumble about on the hall rug they repair to the comfort of his bed. Giggling like a naughty schoolgirl Dianne was led by the hand up a flight of stairs to his spartan bedroom. Dianne pushed him back on the bed and then swaying to some imaginary music unzipped the little black dress she was wearing and let it slip to the floor revealing a black garter belt and stockings - no bra - no panties. Her little black haired bush was neatly trimmed and begging for inspection. She was absolutely flawless, firm and inviting. Her skin was like alabaster against her jet black hair. Her sapphire blue eyes twinkled with tipsy mischief. She came towards him dropped to her knees and thanked him for a lovely evening before kissing his cockhead. As she worked down along his cock with her red lips he removed his shirt and undid his belt. Struggling out of his clothes he tried to make sure she didn't miss a beat. She didn't, she sucked licked and kissed his cock his balls nibbled his thighs and in no time had him a cock twiching wreck afraid he'd come any minute. Sensing this she eased back and stroked him. "Would you like me to suck you till you come?" "I'd love you to but not just yet. I want to taste you and then I want to be inside you" "Let's compromise" she giggled "I want to fucked really badly, if I get on the bed and bend over would you be awfully nice and put that lovely thing in me?" All he could do was nod. She slunk up the bed like a cat, her nipples pointing straight out from her breasts like little fleshy berries. On her knees she spread her legs wide and throwing her hair forward burried her face in a pillow with the final instruction "Put it in me and go as hard as you like please!" Nestling in behind her he looked down across her obscenely spread buttocks, her anus a small enticing pucker, her pussy lips wide open and wet. He aimed the head of his cock and drove forward. She was tight but well lubricated. She grunted quietly, one hand gripping a pillow rythmically her other moving back to stroke herself. This was a confident woman to finger herself so calmly her first time with a new man. She would have called herself a deparately horny one. One more push and his cock was all the way inside her. She grunted again as his pubic hair hit her rear pucker. He felt her nails against his balls. He pulled out until only her inner lips were in touch with his cockhead, waiting a second he plunged back into her. Her head reared up, she gasped. He did it again and again and again. A grunt, a gasp sometimes a muffled little girl cry he noticed how she liked her rosebud rubbed with his wirey hair. Placing one hand at the top of her rear crevice as he fucked harder than he could ever recall doing he licked his thumb and began to run it around her anal rim. She lost it. She uttered a long slow "aaarrggahhh", slammed forward in the bed, his pulsing unspent cock springing free from her, but his thumb remained trapped between her buttocks. He lay down beside her. She appeared to be sobbing but looked up smiling through her tears and kissed him. "You can take your thumb out of my arse my Dear". He obliged quietly rejoicing to himself that she appeared to be so uninhibited. "I haven't been fucked for three years, nobody asks me out. Thankyou for that. I loved what you did. May I take care of you now?" He nodded and was rewarded with a string of little kisses all the way to his cock around his balls back up his shaft and in one gulp her warm mouth swooped down over his manhood. Her fingernails tickled his balls, then the skin below. She pushed his legs apart and something he hadn't felt for twenty years a slender finger moved up through his arsehole and massaged his prostate. That was it Dianne was vaccuming cum down her throat an instant later. He wondered to himself what this woman wouldn't do should they get to know each other even better. Dianne had nobody to go home to and as it was Friday evening she curled up next to Ted and drifted off to sleep. Later that night Ted started to have a dream about his first little girlfriend from school. She was doing something that he'd never managed to persuade her to do - she was sucking his cock. As the powerful sensations increased he began to stir and a creeping consciousness that what was happening to him was not a dream dawned on him. Opening one eye he looked down the bed to see something slowly bobbing up and down under the covers. It was a blow job but it was Dianne. He lifted the duvet and she turned to him running her tongue down his shaft. "I know it's 3 am but I woke in a strange bed with a man's cock poking into me. What's a girl to do?" "How about climbing on" He responded groggily. She released his cock and drew up beside him easing one leg slowly over him. Reaching between them she held him to her opening and pressed down. Ted slipped into her more easily in this position but she was still tight. He had noticed how small she was for a woman of her height as she exposed herself a few hours earlier. Between her legs as she dropped her dress all he could she was a slightly puffed little slit. More like a little girl than a mature woman. Her soft inner lips lips only became vivisble in the deliberatly open and vulnerable position she chose to adopt for what was more of a servicing than love making As she began to settle on him he felt her warmth on his cock and the sensation as her insides griped him adjusting to his girth. She took all of him and just rested against the base of his shaft. They exchanged a long deep kiss and he could feel her breasts and their pointy tips against his chest. His hands held and kneaded her buttocks. He was tempted to slip a finger between then but thought he might wait for a proper session with her rear. What he had experienced already told him that this woman might be very open to some rear experimentation. Maybe in the morning after a nice long bath if she could stay he might try a few things. Their kiss was broken and he returned to the soft vice squeezing on his swollen cock. Dianne seemed content to lie on him and just rub against his shaft, there was none of the urgent banging of a few hours earlier. She appeared to be trying to milk his cock and get just enough friction on her clit to satisfy herself. She was relaxed and smiling as she began to press a little harder on him. He lowered his head to take one of her breasts into his mouth. She lifted to accommodate him and sighed as he sucked on her. Her tempo began to increase and for the first time her cunt moved up his length and down again. A rhythm began to build. She lent down licked his ear and whispered "Please cum in me." A few seconds later he felt something begin below his knees and move slowly up to his groin. She was gasping and mouthing something as he shot his second load of the night into her. He felt as though his balls had been wrung dry. It was a strange almost forgotten feeling of emptiness. Dianne came nowhere near as hard as she had earlier but with the same quiet little cry and fell to his chest. As he began to soften she cried "oh, no don't fall out of me. It feels so nice to have you in me." Yielding to the inevitable she let go of him and his cock felt the coolness outside her body. "I'm just going to clean up a little. Where's the bathroom?" He stired and rose with her his cock coated in their juices swaying happily between his legs he led her to the bathroom. Switching on the light they both blinked and Dianne showing no modestly sat on the toilet with her legs apart opened her pussy wide with both hands and let go a stream from her neat folds. Ted sat quietly on the egde of the bath and waited his turn. She obviously had little concern for modesty once she had revealed herself sexually. She stood having wiped herself in an even more unladilike position, her toes pointed on the floor her legs spread wide and a tissue applied gently to her exposed pussy lips. Everything was on display as she wiped herself. As he had suspected she really was very small and neat between her legs. She was built like a teenager. No wonder she felt so tight. Her hood at the top of her cleft seemed to cover just a small bump. There seemed to be something studied about this exposure. Five hours ago they had been intimate for the first time without any obvious first night modesty or nerves on her part - unusual. Ted stood and took his turn as she rose to wash herself in the bidet. She watched casually as he pointed his cock to the bowl and relieved himself. Two could play this little game he thought. Dianne dried herself and sighed happily "there, all nice and clean. Now come here and let me take care of you." Reaching for a washcloth she played it under the warm water tap of the sink and carefully cradling his cock and balls set about washing him. She finished with a long satisfying suck along his shaft. Shutting off the light he guided her back to bed. Dianne and William Ch. 01 Every time she looked into the mirror she saw an image that drove her boyfriend crazy, but felt no desire to have him. She often wondered why she was with him and if she were indeed attracted to other women. Yet, whenever she looked at a girl she found herself mildly aroused, but never enough to act. She felt the same whenever it came to looking at other men too. Her life was becoming a dull boring routine that needed some fulfillment. She was becoming restless beyond relief and any attempts to make herself come hadn't worked. She needed someone. It was the one day that she was early for class to talk to her teacher about something she had a problem on. Instead she found this new man behind his desk and for the first time in months she felt herself feel weak around him. She could smell and taste his flesh on hers, feel his touch, and see her being filled. She starred at him until he looked up and smiled at her. She blushed and walked off to her seat. When her teacher finally came in, he spoke to the young man about the computer but couldn't get her mind to concentrate on the conversation. All she heard was that he'd be back next time for class. And with that, he picked up his stuff and left, only once turning back to see her follow him with her eyes. He smiled again and walked off. She couldn't focus on class, all she could think about was him and the thoughts that exploded into her mind. "Hey Dianne, what's wrong with you, you look like feverish." Her friend Cameron came up to her after class. "Huh?" She finally focused on who was asking the question. It was Cameron, her best friend from high school. "What's wrong with you, you look feverish." "I don't know. I just-" she cut herself off not knowing how to explain what was going through her head, "I just need to go home, I don't feel too well." Cameron sensed that something had overcome her friend but wasn't up to asking questions, she was late for her tutoring appointment. As soon as Dianne got home she felt compelled to try and relive herself but it just wouldn't come. She gave up, and decided to sleep if off. ---------- He was running late as well, the girl he'd seen in Professor Brockwell's class set him a very horny mood and had to go relieve himself in the bathroom. She was absolutely stunning, long dark red hair, bright green eyes, creamy white skin, beautiful nice b or c cup breasts, and a skinny waist that led to a nice taut butt. Not to mention she was tall with killer legs. He couldn't understand why she kept looking at him, it wasn't as if he was all that great looking, or at least he didn't think so. He with his bifocal glasses, more average then tone body, yes, he was slightly taller but still didn't see the attraction. He was a geek to the core; sure he was a bit of a jock in high school and enjoyed his usual tournaments in shooting clay pigeons but a geek he ever was. Either way, he had to focus, the more he thought of her the more he grew hard in his pants. So he thought of the one thing that would make him disgusted, a naked old man. Sitting in their usual place, Cameron was had already started her work and was already looking frustrated. He had been tutoring her since the beginning of the year but never had he looked at her as an actual female until now. She was just as beautiful as the mystery woman in class. She was blonde with dark eyes, tan skin, enormous breasts, just as tall and skinny as the red-head. It was amazing to him how that one girl excited him to the point where none have over the past year. His ex left him soured on women, but this one...he couldn't stop thinking of her. He did his best to focus on helping Cameron, but often found himself dropping off in the middle of a sentence. "Will, what's wrong with you? You're all different today." "Oh, sorry, its nothing." He blushed for his folly in allowing himself to be so caught up. She poked and teased him, "You've finally met someone haven't you?" He blushed bright red, bent his head down and smiled. "I don't know her name." "Aww, Willie has a crush..." she teased him, "where did you see her?" "Professor Brockwell's class." Luckily, she remembered Dianne had a class with him today. She would be able to tell from a mere description of who it would be. "What does she look like?" "Cam, why do you want to know?" "I know someone that has class with him, she'd be able to tell me a name." His face blanched at the thought of finally putting a name to the face, "She has red hair." Was all he could say, he didn't want to say more in case it was her friend. She looked up at him suspiciously and hoped beyond hope he wasn't talking about her friend. Dianne had a boyfriend after all. She really wanted for Will to be happy, since his breakup, which he told her about after she had tried to make a few advances. He wasn't that bad looking once he took the glasses off. He was cute with brown hair and eyes, bright white smile, tan skin, boyish looking charms. His glasses however, were horrendous. He blushed again, and pushed the image from his mind, "Okay, focus Cam, your Calculus final is in a couple days." "Yeah, yeah. Rub it in genius." She rolled her eyes at the thought of having to do one more equation. ---------- "Hey babe, wake up." Dianne heard her boyfriend, Alex, call her from sleep. Slowly she opened her eyes. "Evenin' little lady." "How long was I out for?" "Long enough that you missed your last two classes." At that, she sat right up and looked at the clock. "6:48! Alex, why didn't you wake me earlier?" "I just got here, I tried calling you a million times." She rolled her eyes at him, they flopped right back down on the bed. At times she still doesn't why she's still with him. Everyone thinks they have the perfect relationship, yet in reality she truly wants nothing to do with him anymore. "Hey babe..." "Huh?" "What'cha wearing under these?" He asked, lifting up her shirt and sliding his hand over her stomach and under her pants. She relished the thought of having sex, but not with him, still she took off her shirt and pants. "What does it look like?" "Mmmm." He reached his hand down and began rubbing her clit. Slowly she closed her eyes and imagined the man earlier and imagined that it was his hand instead. "Alex, just fuck me." She breathed, still imagining. He nodded and then took off his clothes while she stripped the remaining pieces. His cock was hard, it had been awhile since he was allowed into paradise. He climbed on top of her and grabbed her ankles and then placed her feet on his chest. Slowly he fed himself into her pussy lips that were drenched in her fluid. He had never seen it this wet before, it excited him beyond belief. He was of average size, and skilled like a teenager. He never did thrust hard enough or fast enough. She sighed as she thought this, anyway, she put on a show for him making him think she was enjoying herself but truly wasn't. When he finished she just rolled over and went to take a shower. He fell asleep. ---------- "Who else do you know that had red hair in Brockwell's class?" Cameron asked as soon as she saw Dianne for dinner. "Nobody, its just me. Why?" Cameron's heart sank knowing that Will had a crush on her friend. "Oh no reason, I just know someone that has a crush on you. That's all." "Oh...Cam, I have a confession." "What?" "Alex and I need to break up." "WHAT! Why?" "Because I'm not attracted to him anymore, today I attempted to have sex with him but when I finally got around to it, I just wasn't aroused at all. I haven't been in months...and the only reason I even got that far was due to imagining another man." Cam's eyes just bulged at this information. Who could she be talking about? Who was hotter then Alex? She watched Dianne place her head between her hands and shake, telling that she was imagining a man she never thought she'd be attracted to. "How come?" "Because he's kind of nerdy looking, he was in Brockwell's class this morning working on the computer. I don't know what overcame me, I was in a complete and utter daze since I laid eyes on him. I was still thinking of him when you came up to me." "Oh my..." "I don't even know his name." "Oh my...oh my....dear lord help me..." Dianne looked up at her friend with confusion all over her face. "I know it's a shocks, but what am I going to do?" "Di, I think you have a crush on my tutor." Dianne looked at her sharply when she said that, "What?" "Cute, kind of tall, brown slightly curly hair, average body, glasses?" Dianne put her head back between her hands and nodded. "What's his name?" "Will." "Tell me about him, please." She hesitated at first but, "Well, he's shy but not that shy. He's funny, really really really smart. Look, I won't beat around the bush and say that he's perfect. He has his flaws and his ex really screwed him up." "How so?" Dianne was looking at Cam now, watching her face for any misleading comments. "He'll have to tell you on his own, its not something he wants me talking about openly to everyone. I told him I'd call him after meeting with you to see if you knew who you were." Dianne looked at her questioningly then. "He was basically crushing all over someone this afternoon and all he would tell me was red hair and Brockwell's class." Dianne smiled and blushed a little realizing that a connection had been made between the two of them after all. ---------- "Alex, we need to talk." "About what?" "Us." Alex got that gut clinching feeling, he knew what was coming. "I won't let you suffer by saying this and that but I want to break up. I'm just not feeling this thing between us or anyone for that matter." "It's the 'It's not you, its me' scenario, huh?" He couldn't hide his disappointment, but he knew it was coming eventually. She'd been more distant in the past month or two then in the beginning. "Alex..." She started to say something but the look on his face stopped her. "I know Di, I've felt it too. I didn't want to admit it and I tried everything I could to make it better. We're just not meant to be." "I'll move out in the morning." He just nodded and crawled into his place on the bed. ---------- After moving in with Cameron, Dianne felt much better about her decision to let Alex go. Sure he was good looking and had a promising future but it just didn't hold any interest with her anymore. It was time to move on. "Hey, today I was a session with Will, want to come along?" Dianne looked at Cam and shook her head with such a ferocious shake. It terrified her to meet him. What if he didn't like her after they met or what if she didn't like him either? Then breaking up with Alex would have been for nothing. She didn't want to tell him about this other guy but she knew it would eventually come out around campus. It was just the timing of it. Cam just shook her head and forced her friend to get dressed and come with her. There would be no more putting it off. When they arrived at the campus library, Dianne took one look around the book case and saw him and turned around. Making Cam have to try and drag her along. The scene they made was loud enough to make Will's head turn in their direction, he noticed Cam trying to drag someone. For a moment his heart started to beat faster as a wisp of red hair flipped around the corner. He was motionless, speechless. It couldn't be. Then in that second, Cam pulled Dianne hard enough to expose her from hiding in the bookshelves. She froze as she felt his gaze slide over her. She swallowed hard and looked at him in the eyes. He was just as frightened as she was. Slowly, Cam dragged her along in tow and finally managed to get to the table and be seated across from him. He was indeed the man she had seen in Brockwell's class. That odd sensation between her legs creped its way back out making her face hot as she blushed. He blushed too. Cam rolled her eyes and made their introductions to each other and left the two ogling lust struck puppies. She would come back for Di later. "Hi." Was all that Dianne could manage to say. "Hello." He blushed again, not knowing why she was having such an effect on him like this or he to her. Moments passed by with the two of them just looking at each other. Finally, getting even more restless by the second decided to make the first move and reached over the table and grabbed his face and started to slowly kiss him. He responded by kissing her back gently and slowly reaching his arms out and placing him on her sides. They felt like fire, the electricity that flowed through them as their lips met and hands touched each other was more then either could handle as they both pushed their way out of each others arms and sat back in their chairs. Breathing hard and embarrassment of reacting that way got the best of her so she tried to get up but his hand magically appeared on her arm making her sink back into her chair. Brave by their recent kiss, he got up and went to sit next to her and slowly took her hand in his and began rubbing it. Looking at it as if it were the most precious gift in the world. "Will." He looked up as she said his name. "Do you want to get out of here?" She couldn't believe she had said the words, but indeed they came out. "Are you sure?" He knew what she was suggesting, and as thrilled as he was there was something in the back of his mind that made him think this wasn't a good idea. She just nodded, so he picked up his things and led her by the hand back to his place sensing that her's wouldn't do since she now lived with Cam. The moment she walked in the door she started moving about finding all his little gadgets and techie stuff. She smiled realizing that he was indeed like her for when it came to technology. She made it over to a table where he had his text books, the open one was full of stuff that she couldn't even begin to comprehend. "Quantum Physics." He closed the book, and just looked at her. It was then that he took her face in his hands and leaned down a bit to kiss her again. She eagerly accepted it and kissed him back. Her kiss grew to a ferocious hunger that he readily acknowledged and gave his own back. Suddenly she felt his hands under her shirt, slowly moving his fingers up and down her sides. She broke free of his kiss and pulled her shirt off then started to work on unbuttoning his. When it was off she felt his skin under her fingers and as she swept them across his nipples, he pulled her to him with such force she could feel him hard against her. She pulled away for a second and looked down, he blushed. She looked around for his bedroom door and then led him into it. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled at his belt and pants. He knocked his shoes off then stepped out of his pants, leaving him poking out of his briefs. She reached around and then unhooked her bra, letting her breasts swing free. He reached down and started to lightly touch her firm and hard nipples. He bent down and started to suck one, making her lean back onto the bed as he did so, opening her legs for his cock to rub against her clit through the cloth. As he felt this, he looked down and then slipped his briefs off. He was a nice size, perfect in fact. She just gazed at him, wondering how they had come this far in such a short time. For a moment she got scarred and was about to flee but then one of his hands moved it way back down her side sending her shivers down her spine. Moving his hands further down, he began to massage her inner thighs, sending more shivers only this time to her clit. She wanted him. She forced herself to get up and move further back on the bed, making him follow her. As he crawled on the bed, she slid her panties down her legs and threw them on the floor. He just looked at her as she did this, the thought making him even harder in the knowledge that she actually wanted to sleep with him. This gorgeous creature of a woman that could have anyone she wanted, wanted him. When he was on the bed, she came back over to him and pushed her naked body against his and kissed him again. His hands on her sides, sliding down and then massaging her ass and spreading her cheeks apart, giving a playful little slap here and there. She looked at him, wondering how he sensed what she liked. He just smiled and shrugged. She kissed him again only this time pushing him down against his pillow. He was in a little shock as he watched her climb over him and kiss her way down to his hard cock and start stroking it. It felt so damn good, to be touched and kissed by her. He watched as she completely took his cock in his mouth and start to bob her head up and down and swirl her tongue over the head and flick it. She was masterly at it. When he came, she took every sip into her mouth and swallowed. Then smiled at him and did it all over again. This time taking her time. As she felt and watched his hips buckle from under her she watched his face as he looked at her then heard him yell as he ejaculated. It was sweet and salty, she wanted another sip. Only this time, she was a little more gentle by playing with his shaft by kissing and blowing on it. Then taking her hand and gently massaging his balls, slowly reaching around and rubbed the piece of skin that connected his balls to the rest of his body. This seemed to make his eyes roll back in this head. She took him back into her mouth, and slowly began to suck. With her other hand, she reached up and started to just rub her hand around his torso and down his thighs, massaging each inch her hand came to. Finally she felt him want to come again. She stopped and crawled back on top of him, fully meaning to slide him into her but his hands stopped her. He pushed her off him and then rolled on top of her with the intention of repaying her. Slowly he started to kiss her neck and then work his way down to her nipples. He sucked on them, and rubbed them with his hands. Squeezing them, making them hurt but in a good way. Then moved down her stomach to her navel, sticking his tongue in and out, teasing about what he was about to do. It was then that she felt one of his fingers slide right into her. She didn't expect to feel his finger right then and there; it made her moan out in pleasure. She then felt his tongue tease her clit, by flicking against her. His finger still insider her, finally it moves the smallest bit and she moans out again. Seeing this reaction, he pulls his finger out and replaces it with his tongue. She gasps for air as she felt it, she couldn't believe she was enjoying this so much. He reached up and played with her nipples, pulling on them, sending jolts to her head and clit. Finally, he starts to fuck her with his tongue, flicking it over her clit and sucking it. She pushed his head into her clit as she felt her body bounce and buckle from her orgasm. Her body was out of control, she came up enough that at one point she was sitting up and he grabbed her and pushed her back down with him on top. He spread her legs apart more, lining himself up, he plunged himself into her. Taking a moment to let her adjust to his size. She was incredibly tight. It amazed him that someone this beautiful would be so tight, thinking that she should have been having enough sex to stretch her out, but she wasn't. As she calmed down from her orgasm, she looked at him in the eyes and leaned up to kiss him again, this time her kiss was full of passion. He drew away and looked at her again, this time taking in everything that he saw. She was indeed beautiful, but there was a desire behind her eyes that drew him in even further. Slowly he started to move his cock back and forth inside her. Dianne and William Ch. 02 Cameron was surprised to find her friends not in the library when she came back to see how they were doing. It was then that she noticed Alex across the room and wondered how long he had been sitting there. "Hey Alex, since when did you start coming here?" "Ever since Di moved out, did you know they had a whole erotic section back around the paleontology section?" "They do?" She looked surprised and then craned her neck back towards the section and saw quite a few guys huddled around something. It must be true. She wondered how she hadn't noticed it before. "Yeah, and if you're looking for her, she left with that guy." She looked back at him when he said that. He looked completely devastated. She felt guilty in knowing that he watched them together. "Alex-" she wanted to say something, but didn't know what. "I'm sorry you saw them." "Yeah, don't worry about it, I'll be fine. I knew what we had wasn't great, I knew it would eventually come. I just didn't think she would bounce back so quickly. Did she break up with me for him?" He looked at her, exploring her face for the first sign that she was lying to him. Cam sighed before she spoke and knelt down in front of him, "No, I think she did it more for herself. It was time she admitted to me later, she said she would of done it earlier but was afraid you would take it badly. I guess she just didn't want to hurt your feelings, yet she did in the end." He just nodded then went back to reading his book. Cam just looked at him with open eyes; she was seeing a completely different side of him. One day he was the jock with no feeling, the next he was the scarred boy that had his heart ripped out. "I'm sorry." It was all she could say. He just nodded again, and then watched her get a chair and bring it next to him. It was nice having her around, made it easier knowing he wasn't alone. ---------- When Dianne when back to Cameron's place, she was happy to find that Cam wasn't there. That was the last thing she needed right now. She had just finished having sex with Will and needed to evaluate everything. She gave herself to him without even asking any questions first. It was strange to feel that way about someone she hardly knew, it was even stranger how the effect he had on her developed so quickly. Maybe this is what she should have been feeling all along with all her ex's in the past but never did. It may have been strange but it was the best feeling she had ever had. The best experience with a man she could have ever asked for. She went to the room that Cam gave her and laid down on the bed, letting the experience wrap around her. Taking her mind into sleep. ---------- When she left that afternoon to go home, he felt a sense of dread wash over him. He wanted her to stay the night but knew he couldn't ask it. Instead if just laid there dreaming of her and all the things he wanted to do to her. Her touch was electric and he fully wanted to explore it more. He sat there analyzing the events that led up to the point when she kissed him. He couldn't believe he didn't see the desire and lust in her eyes that first day they saw each other. He had just put it down to being a curiosity on who he was but it was far from it. To think he had almost left Brockwell's class a few minutes before she walked in the door. Something had stalled him. Some feeling that he had stalled him into finishing his current project instead of putting it off for an hour or two. When he heard footsteps approaching, he thought it was Brockwell, instead it was her. She looked like an angel just standing there, the light from the windows outlined her frame that just made her seem to glow. It wasn't until she had stepped into the classroom when he was able to see her face. He was just as speechless as her. Looking at the clock and seeing the time he got up and made himself some dinner then went back to his bed and started to masturbate thinking of her body, naked. ---------- When Dianne woke in the morning she was surprised to see Cameron there. "Here, I brought you a cup of coffee. Luckily its still hot." "Thanks, what are you doing in here?" "Wondering how your afternoon went with Will, since I came back and a certain two people weren't there." She smiled then and tilted her head in a way to suggest something. Dianne blushed and smiled, "Okay, I slept with him." then she threw her head back into the pillow. Cameron just gasped and shook her head in wonderment. Thinking how in the world her prudish friend slept with someone after only knowing each other for a few minutes. As if sensing her thoughts, Dianne looked up and said, "Hey! I'm not a prude!" Cam laughed and sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her head even more. "Was it at least good?" Dianne just looked up at Cam and smiled bigger then normal, "It was Amazing!" She laughed and fell back onto the bed. "I've never had an orgasm before yesterday." Cameron just spun around and looked at her then, "Never? Not even with Alex?" "Nope, Alex never could. He always took care of his own needs instead of mine." "Ohmygosh..." It was all Cameron could say. This new revelation about her friend and her ex's and now Will was a little unsettling. "Don't tell Alex I faked my way through sex." Dianne looked at Cam beseechingly, realizing what it would do to his self-esteem problems if he found out. "Oh, believe me, that's something I never want to tell him." "Thanks, so since you brought me coffee...I'm assuming there are muffins in a bag around here isn't there?" Dianne looked at Cam with an eyebrow raised. Cam giggled and pointed to the chair. ---------- That afternoon Dianne was running late to meet Will. They had decided yesterday that he would indeed take her to dinner and a movie. By the time she got dressed and out the door she was thirty minutes late. He was sitting on a bench outside the theater when she arrived. "Hey, sorry I'm late." "Don't worry about it, I have another idea for what we can do." "What's that?" He just smiled, "It's a surprise." Dianne looked at him a little horrified, did Cam not tell him she hated surprises? "Umm...okay." She said a little hesitantly. He looked at her, saw her expression and laughed. "Your face is extremely expressive. Has anyone told you that yet? Don't worry, you'll be safe." She just blushed, knowing he had read her like the back of his hand. She let him take her by the hand and lead her away from the theater. "Don't worry about your car, we'll come back for it." She stopped when he said that, and looked at him suspiciously. He looked at her and laughed again, "You really do have the most adorable expressions." He let go of her hand and cupped her face, "Don't worry, I believe you'll like the surprise." He kissed her then and reminded both of them of the overpowering electric feeling that passed through them. She drew away breathless and nodded. She knew in that moment that no matter where he took her, she'd feel safer with him than any other place alone or in a crowd. It was a shocking revelation. How is it that this one man, that she's barely known for a day could affect her life in this way. It was at that moment she let him take her hand and guide her along to his truck. He opened the door for her and helped her in. He was indeed the perfect gentleman. She sensed he would be. He took her for a drive, not even speaking about where they were going. She started to notice the time after awhile, the sun was going to set soon. She really wondered where they were going now. He finally turned off the road into a driveway. Or at least she hoped it was a drive way, since it was gravel. She couldn't see on either side of the road because the trees blocked her view. About a half mile into the road he stopped and looked at her. "Were you planning on driving me all the way out here to stop in the middle of a driveway so you could have sex with me or something?" She asked. He laughed, that was one thing he liked about her. That sarcastic sense of humor. "No, I'm stopping you so you have a small idea of what to expect. Right around the corner is my house." She was curious about why he would take her here. It was then that the driveway curved and a clearing opened up showing a fairly nice sized house with an even better sized yard. He pulled into the garage. "I'll get your door." And he did. Then he led her outside behind the house. She just gasped at what she saw. Next she felt three little dogs come running up to her. "Aw, they're so cute!" "Hello children," and he reached down and rubbed their heads, "I own a these three, but I have quite a few more over there." He pointed in the direction of a barn looking place. "I shelter and help train abused and foster dogs." He smiled at her. She just looked at him in awe; this was one of her dreams, to be able to do something just like this. How in the world did she end up with this guy? For the rest of the afternoon they spent time playing with his dogs. By the time the sun fell they were making their way back up to the house. "You're living one of my dreams." She finally admitted. "Ever since I was aware of the abuse these animals have, its all I've wanted to do. To take all of them home and just take care of them." "Really?" He was surprised by her confession. "Yeah. That and to become a best-selling author." He nodded and set himself deep in thought. It was indeed interesting how they connected on this issue. He decided to let the issue go and change the subject. "I rented a movie this morning that Cam said was your favorite." Today was becoming something else indeed. A drive, day with dogs, and now her favorite movie, what was going to come next? After he put the movie in the DVD player, he into the kitchen and pulled out the food he had stored earlier. He was happy that he had called Cam that morning getting all the information about the likes and dislikes of Dianne. He smiled to himself realizing this was indeed the best date he's ever had. That night they feasted on Chicken Alfredo Fettuccini and watched the movie Kate and Leopold. She fell asleep in his lap in the middle of the movie, he took her to his room and laid her on the bed. That night she slept more soundly then ever. In the morning, she found herself in his arms. Instead of getting up she just laid there, waiting for him to feel her shuffle around and wake up. He did within seconds. "Morning." It was strange waking up with him, but it was also very relaxing. "Hi." "Cam had an idea you might fall asleep on me so she made sure she packed a bag for you." "Did you conspire with her for this entire night?" There was a soft mumble of laughter in his chest, "Yes." She looked up at him, "So, where's my bag then?" "At the foot of the bed." She got up and found her way to the bathroom, "Mind if I take a shower?" she called out to him. "Nope." "Thanks." She stripped her clothes and turned the water on. She took a few moments to wash, before she heard him step inside with her. She turned around and found him standing there naked. "I hope you don't mind me joining you." She just smiled, "Nope, none at all." He turned and operated the other shower head on the opposite side of the wall. After a few moments he felt her hands around his waist. "Do I have to initiate everything?" "I wasn't sure if you wanted to or not." She looked down at him already hard, "Why would I not want to?" He smiled and turned around and faced her. When he placed his arms around her, he pulled back realizing she was cold. It was then that he noticed that the water was intentionally set on cold. He raised an eyebrow to her and smiled, "Cold shower?" She blushed and giggled, "They feel good." It was then that he pushed her up against the tile and pulled her legs up around his waist as he trust himself into her. Feeling the water run down over his back, feeling her nipples harden even more against his chest. She wrapped her arms around him tighter and sought his lips on hers. The feeling of having him inside her again was like a dream come true. He thrust himself inside her again and again and again, until she felt her body growing weak. She was on the verge of having another orgasm. He felt her coming and stopped pushing. He wasn't about to let her come yet. He pulled himself out of her and let her legs fall to the floor. She just looked at him as if he were nuts. He just smiled at her, then turned and cut the water off on both ends. She just stood there, wondering what was going through his mind. He picked her up and took her back to his bed. He laid her down, and commenced fingering her clit. She nearly bucked in orgasm as he touched her, she was incredibly close and yet he backed off. He waited for her to calm down, to let her breathing return to normal. "Why did you do that for? I was so close?" "I didn't want you to come yet. That's all." She decided he was nuts for not letting her. She closed her eyes and just laid there on the bed with her legs spread wide open for him. When she opened her eyes she was a little shocked to find that he wasn't there. She closed her eyes again, and then heard his footsteps enter the room. "You left me!" He laughed, "Keep your eyes closed." She stole a little peek just enough to see he was holding something. "What did you go get?" "Didn't I tell you to keep your eyes closed?" "Fine!" "Good." He had gone to get a few ice cubes. Apparently she liked the sensation of being cold. So he was going to give her cold. He grabbed on in each hand, "Don't move." then steadily, he placed each on her nipples. She flung her eyes open and gasped as she felt the ice on her nipples. She moaned when she felt his hands press the ice on them again. Happy that it got such a reaction out of her, he lifted the ice off her nipples and then leaned down and blew on them. Again she moaned. They were ice hard. He sucked on them and flicked his tongue on the soft little mounds of pink. He took a moment to look at them before sucking on them again. Her areolas were big and round and her skin as soft as snow. He could look at them for hours if he could, but he knew she wouldn't have that. He leaned down again and started to suck on them, every so often taking the ice and touching it to the nipple as he leaned up a little more and kissed her neck and sucked on her collar bone. He could feel her getting wet against his cock as he leaned over her. It was then that he started to work his way back down to her breasts, taking a moment to suck on them again before moving back down to the sweet spot between her legs. For a moment he just looked at it, it was the prettiest pussy he'd ever seen. Her lips didn't sag down from being fucked too much, not to mention she was completely bare. Not a single hair in sight. He ran a finger down the edge of her lips. She moaned again. She was happy now that he decided to wait to make her have an orgasm. She realized that as soon as he finally let her come, it would be far better then the previous ones. As soon as she felt his finger she wished it was his cock or at least his tongue. Slowly she felt him tease her with his finger, she felt his breath on her clit. She sat up on her elbows and looked at him. He was close to clit, but noticing her moving he looked up at her. She was pleading him with her eyes. He complied; slowly he flicked his tongue against her clit tasting the sweet juices that flowed from her. He listened to her moan in pleasure as he continued to lick her clit. He stuck one finger in getting it covered, then taking it and letting a drip fall onto each nipple. He slowly rubbed her juices on her nipples, until they dried. Again, he placed a finger inside her clit, moving it around until he found that certain spot. She let out an extremely loud moan as he started to rub it. He continued to lick her clit as he rubbed it, then taking his finger out and placing his tongue in instead he sucked her clit like there was no tomorrow. He fucked her pussy with his tongue, going in and out in rapid movements, flicking the tip on every little spot on her lips he could find. She pushed his head further into her clit, making him work harder and faster. As she felt herself start to orgasm, he pulled away again. This time, she sat up on the bed, took his face in her hands and asked, "Why do you keep doing that? I was so freaking damn close!" He just smiled that little sheepish smile of his, "I know." She let go of him and dropped herself back on the bed in frustration. He just crawled on top of her and kissed her cheek. "You have no idea how much I need a freaking orgasm!" "I know sweetheart, I just don't want you to have one yet." "And why not?" "I know this will sound cheesy but I just want us to come together again." He blushed as he said it. He couldn't help it; he was a romantic at heart. It turned him on even more the other day when they came together. She just looked at him as he said that. It was indeed cheesy but it was a good, cute kind of cheesy. She pulled herself up on the bed and beckoned him to follow, which he did quite willingly. She pointed for him to lie down so she could start to suck him off. As he hoisted himself up on the pillows, she sat there before him, waiting for him to be comfortable so she start. Not one second before he stopped moving did he feel a small pressure on his shaft, right above his balls. Her finger tip was slightly teasing him, making extremely small movements. She heard him moan as she just barely touched him. Slowly she started to stroke him even more. Adding just enough pressure at certain points to make him melt into her hand. When she saw a little dribble appear at the head of his cock she leaned down and took a lick of his sweet nectar. She loved how it tasted. Within moments she placed her mouth on his head and leisurely took him into her mouth. Making sure to back off and then open, back off again and then open her mouth to start sucking him. This was a form of payback for what he had done to her. Finally having enough of being teased, he reached down and pulled her head off of him and with a gentle touch of his finger under her chin; he brought her face to his. He kissed her, slowly letting his tongue slide in and out of her mouth, letting her follow his. Tracing her body with his hands, he guided her to sit on him and take him. She obeyed his touch and guided him into her clit, slowly making small movements on top of him. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, hearing him moan as she did this was nearly enough to make her orgasm. Instead she decided to wait for him. Once her movements started to become more rapid, and took up and down motions on his cock, he placed his hands on her hips and helped her. Making sure every now and then to reach up and play with her nipples again. She moaned every time he did that, and so many other times without him even touching her. For some reason she climbed off of him then and rolled over, thinking that she wanted him on top he starts to roll over with him. She put a hand on his chest to stop him, she shook her head and told him to sit up and take his rightful place behind her. So he did, she moved up on the pillows and he spread her legs from behind, then slowly slid himself into her. He thrust himself in and out of her, reaching down and around to play with her breasts and rub her clit. He even kissed her back down its spine as he did. Still thrusting himself into her, each time listening to her moan in excitement. He could feel her body constricting itself against him. She was on the verge of having an orgasm and this time he was going to let her have it. Dianne and William Ch. 02 Suddenly they both heard his phone start ringing on his desk. He ignored it the first time, but when it started ringing again he felt compelled to answer it. So he pulled of her and walked over to his desk to answer it. She couldn't believe he just did that. She sat there listening to him speak on the phone. "Yeah?" Long pause. "What? You've got to be kidding me? Now?" Short pause. "Yeah, yeah, alright. Bye." He put the phone down and stood at his desk for a moment. "You're not." She nearly screamed as she read his bodily manner. "I'm really sorry baby, but I have to. That was Harold, a coworker of mine, he called and said that our main network connection went down." "And why do you have to go, let Harold do it." He put his head down and walked back over to her, "Di, I don't want to leave, I want to stay here and continue but I just can't. This is my job and it's a full service thing. I'm just that damn good at what I do." She sat up and pushed him away from her then stormed off to the bathroom. She just couldn't believe he was doing this to her again. For the third time tonight he nearly had her to orgasm and the first two times he intentionally held back but the third...why did this have to happen? He was sitting on the bed when she came back out and gathered her clothes, then slammed the bathroom door to get dressed. ---------- "I can't believe he left!" Cam said as she listened to Di tell her of the events that led up to her coming back steaming. "I know!" She grabbed a pillow off the couch and just screamed into it. "I'm going to bed." "Yeah, you do that, you need it." Cam just smiled at her encouragingly. She couldn't believe Will walked out in the middle of sex or rather end of sex to go play computers. She knew it was his job but not to that extremity. Dianne walked to her room, got undressed and crawled in bed. It had become a habit of hers to go to sleep naked. She was only asleep an hour or two when she woke up feeling even more restless then before. For once she decided to creep into Cam's room and steal her vibrator. Cam was dozing in and out of sleep that night thinking of what she had heard and feeling restless on her own. She went for her vibrator and found it wasn't there. "That's strange" she thought to herself. "Maybe Di borrowed it finally." Not even walking outside the door frame she heard the slight buzzing she'd come to love coming from Dianne's room. Luckily the light was off, but the faint light from the moon poured over her friends body. For a moment, Dianne felt she was actually going to get herself to come when she felt a hand on her thigh. She sprang for life and opened her eyes. "Cam? What are you doing in here?" "You stole my vibrator." "Sorry." "Its alright, but hang on a second, you need to do it right. Let me take over." Dianne couldn't believe the words coming from her friend's mouth, but there in the darkness and moonlight she saw he friend take off her shirt that left her completely bare. It was strange to see Cam completely naked, but feeling as completely restless as she was, she gave into Cam's desires. Cam moved her hand up Dianne's thigh and took the vibrator from friend's clit. Then she leaned down and nibbled a little bit on Dianne's breasts, kissing her way up to her mouth. There in the darkness Cameron and Dianne shared a sweet tender kiss as Cam's fingers made their way into Dianne's clit. Dianne and William Ch. 03 They kissed all night. Their lips hardly parted; neither had any ideas of taking their lips south of the belt line, but that didn't stop their fingers. They stroked and rubbed each other until Cam came all over Dianne's hand. It was then that Cameron took the vibrator and turned it back on and started teasing Di's clit. Dianne wasn't even that turned on anymore and the vibrator felt small inside her. William had stretched her out to the point where she just didn't feel anything smaller. It was true that he was indeed the perfect size, he was just thick. It had hurt her a bit when he first entered her. She still longed for his touch. No matter what Cam did, it just didn't make up for that feeling that passed between them. So once again, Dianne faked her way through an orgasm. Once they settled down on the bed, Cameron snuggled up against Dianne and drifted off to sleep. Di just lay there, dreaming in the dark of the man that left her. She wondered if she'd ever feel that intensity between her and someone else again. She hoped so. However for now, Dianne just cuddled herself into Cameron, she just wanted to be held while she slept. ---------- His night had been terrible. He didn't want to leave her, but Harold was desperate on the phone. He knew he was wrong in leaving her like that. On the trip back to her car, he tried to touch her leg or at least a strand of her hair, but she'd have none of it. He was truly deep in the dog house. The thought of her having nothing to do with him anymore scared the living daylights out of him. He knew he had to make it up to her somehow. He needed her; he just couldn't focus on his work knowing that she was mad at him. It was then that he decided to surprise her. ---------- The front door was open so he just walked right in; he knew his way around from the times that he and Cam had met here for their usual tutoring sessions. When he came to the door that she would most likely be behind, he stalled, looking at his flowers to make sure they were indeed perfect. His heart was racing like a horse...he just never expected to find the scene that found. The moment he went into the room and found them both naked together, flashes of his past relationship flew through his mind. His last girlfriend Christina had left him for another woman. It was from that moment that he became soured on women for such a long time. He never even noticed them when they walked by on the street. He never even looked at Cameron, she was attractive, just didn't suit him. Yet, he never expected for Dianne to fall into another woman's arms. For others it excited them beyond belief. He did like the idea of women touching each other but in their own time and not with someone he is interested in. For that he would prefer to be in the room. Still questions lingered in the back of his mind; did Cameron make her have an orgasm? Did she enjoy it? Would she ever consider doing it again? Does she even like him? He just stood there and watched them lay in each others arms. It was true that watching them lay together was fun and he wanted to join them but the betrayal that played in his mind wouldn't let him. Instead he put the flowers down on the chair and wrote a note for her and left. He closed his eyes as he shut the door behind him then walked to bathroom and took out his contacts and placed his glasses back on his face. Back to the office he went, trying to leave everything he felt behind him. ---------- When Dianne woke up she saw the flowers on the chair, slowly she got up without disturbing Cam and went to them. They were from William, the note he'd left made tears come to her eyes. 'I never thought I'd ever have to find you in this way, you seemed like someone that I could end up loving and being with for eternity. Yet it is my folly in thinking so, I'm sorry if I've ever done anything to you that would grant your doing such actions that would ensure your unhappiness in my presence. Please, if you don't mind relieving me of any dispositions that you have for me and I toward you. Sincerely, William.' Even in her quiet sobs she heard Cameron start to wake up. This is not how she wanted things to end between them. She just didn't understand why he'd gotten so upset, most men would jump to find someone they're sleeping with in bed with another woman. "Who are the flowers from?" "William." Cam sat up in bed and looked at the note in Dianne's hand suspiciously. "What does the note say?" "That he basically never wants to see me again. Why would he say something like that? Most men would jump to find girls in bed naked together." "He never told you." It was all Cam could say, but she even realized how much it must of hurt him. Then to have her friend devastated by his words...the feeling of guilt overpowered her. Di looked at her sharply after that. "Told me what?" Cam just looked down and shifted the blanket, "That his ex girlfriend Chris left him for another girl. Since then he just hasn't been in any mood for girls." Dianne just looked at the note again with new light; it made much more sense this time. The only question is, what would it take to get him back in her life? Seeing this note and realizing what she did last night was the ultimate betrayal in his eyes. As the tears overflowed her eyes and rolled down her face she promised herself that no matter what she had to do, she was determined to get him back. In the back of her mind she allowed herself to let the secret desires to come forth and be acted on. ---------- From Cam she learned where he worked. That day she dressed in a grey black-pinstriped mini skirt and short solid grey spaghetti tank top. In the mirror she almost looked like a catholic school girl, to throw off that idea she put on a black leather coat that landed mid-thigh. Just a bit lower then the skirt, her shoes were little black straps across her feet with a nice heel. As she walked into the building, it wasn't hard to notice that most of the people around her stopped and looked in her direction. "May I help you with something miss?" A man asked her nearby. "No, thank you. I know where I'm going." And she did, she was lucky that Cam had come to his office at least twice when he was running late and was given immaculate directions on how to get to his office. "Well then, I suppose you don't want to be late." He smiled and walked off. It would have been nice have escort down to his office in case she got lost but it was something she had to do on her own. She didn't want to explain why she was with another man in case he happened to be about. As the hallway lead into his area of the building she could feel the butterflies grow in her stomach. Eventually she found the people he must work with, then she looked over and searched for the door that would lead to him. She noticed a few heads stick from around their cubicles and watch her enter through the door and close it. "William?" She called his name hoping he'd respond. He looked up at hearing his name, but was surprised he didn't recognize her voice. "Dianne, what are you doing here?" He sounded cold and harsh, it only further made the tears well in her eyes again. She walked over to him and held out his note. "Do you really mean what you said in this?" His eyes moved from her face to her hand, and indeed the note he'd written was in her hand. He was hoping he'd never have to face it or her again, yet weakly he responded, "Yes. I do." The tears just flowed from her eyes even more as she came around and sat on the desk in front of him. She crumpled the paper and tried to throw it at him, yet it just seemed to fall from her hand. She watched as if in slow motion as the paper fell from her hand to the floor and roll under his chair. Her voice was just as weak, "Why?" His eyes also followed the paper, slowly he raised them and looked at her. It was then that he took note of what she was wearing and it pained him at how aroused he was becoming. Without even thinking on it, he reached out and stroked her leg, it was enough of a touch to make her look at him. The moment she looked at him as she felt his touch he retracted it as if she were poison. She saw the struggle in him, she knew how much she aroused him and vice versa. As if by instinct she knew not to touch him, for that would ensure his struggle and be completely thrown from her. Instead she just looked at him beseechingly and asked, "What can I do to make it up to you?" He looked at her square in the eyes. "Cam told you didn't she?" "Yes." "She told you why seeing you both there together would bring up such bad memories for me?" "Yes." "Did you enjoy it?" "No." "Why?" She cast her eyes down and looked up at him again, whimpering, "Because it wasn't you." Her confession about the night she'd had with Cameron made him look at her just a little bit more thoroughly. Her legs were spread rather openly and he took a small peek and noticed that her panties were sticking to her clit and a small shiny liquid was starting to make its way down her legs. Still he just sat there considering her, letting her squirm for him to say something. He turned from her to fiddle with some papers behind him, "Tell me something that you'd like to do but haven't had the guts to do it yet." She breathed out slowly and gulped, "To let a stranger watch me have sex, but not to join in." He turned around and looked at her, one eyebrow raised and regarded her now in a different way. Was she really as adventurous as she just made herself out to be? He had felt that she was hiding something deep within her when they first made their way around on his bed in the apartment. Something inside him told him that she wasn't being pleasured correctly, and now with her current confession it only confirmed it. Still it was strange how she felt safe enough with him for such activities in such a short time when she and Alex had been together for months, possibly years. "Fascinating." From that small word she moved off the desk and stood in front of him and slipped her jacket off her shoulders and let it fall on the desk. She could see the slight bulge in his pants beginning to form as he watched her. "Another is the thrill of being walked in on, of course." He pushed back his chair enough and granted her access to be in front of him in which ever position she wanted. A small voice in the back of his mind told him to run now while he still had a chance before getting hurt. Yet he disobeyed his conscience and allowed her to sit in front of him on her knees. She did indeed make up for everything as she sat there on the floor; first unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out of his briefs. Instead of taking it immediately into her mouth she looked at it from a few different angles, appraising it. Her eyes followed the length of his cock and then directly to his eyes. There was a carnal lust in them but also something else, it baffled her. After a moment she licks her finger and lightly touches the spot on the top of his head and slides her finger completely down the backside of the shaft to his balls. She continues to stroke him like this until she sees a bit of sticky wetness forming on him. Only then she takes her lips and lightly nudges them against his skin. Her breath is warm against him and he feels it more as she moves her head down to the very spot of the end of her strokes. So close, so warm on his skin, it sent jolts of electricity into him and back out. It was then that he felt something warm and wet on that same spot; her tongue was playing around the end of his shaft, waiting to move up. When he thought she wasn't going to move her tongue anymore he felt the soft movements in a slow back and forth massaging manner up the shaft. The moment her tongue reached the spot where the head meets on the underside she stopped. She flicked her tongue watching his reaction, his eyes just closed and he stifled a moan. With her hand she slid her fingers up and down his shaft before reaching down and massaging his balls. She liked teasing and pleasuring him in this way. Just enough but not quite the whole thing. To be honest, he had enough of being teased this way, especially at the office. Not to mention the time, he had a conference call in nearly twenty minutes. Just when she was about to put her lips around his head he got up and pulled her up on the desk. The stunned look on her face as he did so only made him want her even more. She watched him as he slid his hands up under her skirt and pulled her panties down. She smiled as she felt his fingers slowly circle her clit. She stifled a small giggle in the idea that he was teasing her as much as she was teasing him. Thinking of what he had in mind, she opened her legs wider for him. As she opened her legs, he took his finger and slid it into her once feeling the wetness seep all over it. After he took his finger out, he brought it up to her mouth for her to suck, which she did with some resistance. When she was done he cupped her ass in his hands and pulled her to the edge of the desk, then opened her legs a bit wider and thrust himself into her. She gasped and moaned silently as he thrust himself into her again and again, she placed her arms around him tightly. "Take me." She whispered and moaned in his ear at once. It was then that she felt a shift in his stance as the curled her tightly next to him and took her harder and faster. With all her might she gripped her arms and subdued her moans as she felt herself begin to buck wildly against him. When she felt him starting to come he pulled himself out and held himself back enough to move the straps from her top down, exposing her creamy white breasts. Then he motioned for her to get on her knees. She did so, but made the mistake in thinking he wanted her to suck him. He didn't. Instead he had her milk him all over her breasts. His semen spurt all over her chest, then taking a finger and scooping up enough and feeding it between her lips letting her suck his sweet taste. With his other hand he slid the straps of her shirt back up on her shoulders. As he sat back in his chair, admiring the look of his juices peeking out on her chest from her shirt, from that alone he wanted to take her again but hadn't the time. He watched her as she slid herself from the desk and looked for and tried to reach for a tissue but his hand stopped her, "Don't wipe it away." She looked at him as if he were crazy, "And walk out of here with big white globs of you on my chest? Are you nuts?" "Please, I'd like to think of it sitting there as you walked out of here, letting everyone see it. Oh, and I'm keeping these." He scooped up her panties and put them in his desk drawer. As she watched him do so, her eyes just went wide at the thoughts of why he would want to keep them. What was he going to do, smell them? "Umm...okay." It was all she could think of to say as her mind raced with thoughts of walking out of here without them on. Would everyone be able to tell? "Thank you for stopping by, and to be honest, I didn't want to never see you again." She leaned in and kissed him, slowly sliding her tongue into his mouth, and then doing so with such a force that it took all his concentration to pull away. "Call me." Before she stood up she brushed her hand back across his pants front and felt him growing under her hand. ---------- Alex was sitting in the living room with Cam when Dianne walked back into the house humming and smiling to herself. It vanished as she saw him looking at her and the sticky white coloring on her chest. "Hi." It was all she could think of to say to him before looking at Cam who was just sitting there watching the scene before her eyes. "How are you?" He asked, standing up and walking over to face her. His eyes followed the length of her neck to her chest, he could see the dried semen all over her. "You might want to clean yourself up, you smell horrible and its noticeable." With that he walks off down the hall way to the kitchen. Dianne's lower lip just trembles as she realizes how hurt he looked in his eyes as he saw the remains of her afternoon adventure. Her voice is weak as she looks at Cam who in that same moment had the same fire in her eyes as Alex. "Cam?" Cam pounces up from her chair and comes towards Dianne. "Do you have any idea what that small thing just did?" Her voice was like ice in the quiet room. "Do you have any idea how hurt he is by all this? You know he saw you in the library, he sat there and watched as you made a spectacle of yourself by running off with Will after such a short time! I could hardly believe it myself!" Dianne watches as Cam leaves the room in pursuit of Alex. What has her world become? She was loosing her friends over a man. She was dumping them to be with him. That was the cardinal rule of what not to do. She felt tears come to her eyes as they ran down her cheeks with helpless abandon. Her knees sank to the floor and there she sat analyzing the pain she had inadvertently caused. Cam didn't come back in the room all day and night. Dianne just sat there, in shock, never even noticing that her phone was ringing. ---------- "Alex, calm down." Cam kept pleading as she sat from the chair at the table. Alex was pacing the floor, muttering words under his breath that she couldn't hear. "No! I will not! How in the hell did she change so dramatically over night? She never liked sex and now she's going after it! WHAT THE HELL?" He stopped pacing and faced her for the thousandth time that night. His chest was heaving in anger at how ridiculous all this was. "Alex," she started, but at a loss of words decided to keep her mouth closed. Instead she got up from the table and stood in front of him. She studied his face, he was the most attractive man she'd ever seen. His hair was of medium length and black as a crows that shown as blue in the sunlight. His eyes were the exact opposite of his hair, light and green. His skin was like her own, a dark tan. If that wasn't enough his body was the kind you'd see in the magazines. Tone, sculpted, and smooth as silk. "Cameron." He said as he looked towards her chest, he guessed that they were at least a C or D cup. As he stood there with her so close it was all he could think to do to throw her on the table and use her. Use her for being a friend of the woman that broke him. Use him to relieve his own anger and stress. Use her for being attractive and wanton. She moved away from him and went to find herself a drink out of the refrigerator. "Do you want something?" "Yes and No." "Then which is it?" "No I don't want anything to drink." "And the yes is?" He was silent a moment before he answered, "I'd rather not." As she bent over to get a bottle of water from the bottom drawer she looked back at him, "Why not?" It was all he could do not to look at her ass; she was wearing a pair of shorts that had the crotch cut out. She had nothing on under them. He could see the lips of which is own and his cock would love to be on. He could feel himself growing in his own shorts, "I'd just rather not." "Alex, you know you can say anything to me. It'll stay right here between us." "I know, but I'd just rather not." "Fine." She gets her water and slowly but surely drinks it all down. When she was finished, "Alex, close your eyes and extend your hand, I'm going to lead you somewhere." She noticed the bulge in his pants and took him to Dianne's room where she sat him on the bed and started taking his shirt off. His eyes flung open, "What are you doing?" "Taking care of matters at hand." Her eyes had followed the length of his body to his growing cock in his pants. "Don't worry, its just sex." He gulped and allowed himself to be taken by her. It had been one of his long time fantasies to be with her. She was just as beautiful as Dianne, if not more so. Her hair was long and blonde, but her eyes were big and dark. Dianne and William Ch. 03 She laid him back on the bed and proceeded to unbutton his pants and slide them off his legs leaving him there in his boxers. "Close your eyes." He did so. She smiled as she moved back away from him and just stood and looked at him. He was indeed gorgeous, every aspect of him would make any girl melt. She smiled to herself as she walked to her room closet and pulled out an outfit. She changed quickly then climbed on top of him. "Open them." That first sight when he opened his eyes took his breath away. She was wearing the classic French maid's outfit. The top was just a little black string bra that barely covered the nipples with a little white lace on top. The bottom was just an apron, short and ever white with black edging. She even had a feather duster that was looped around her wrist. He felt himself growing even larger under her. The day had been one of the worst ones for Alex but the night far surpassed any expectations he might ever of had. Cam did things to him that he never even thought of trying with anyone and he enjoyed them to the fullest. By the time they were completely exhausted in the early morning hours he had came at least ten different times...each one evident on her body. ---------- Dianne never left the living room; she eventually found her way over to one of the corners and just rocked herself to sleep. It didn't last long. She heard the familiar sounds of Alex's orgasm from the other room. She tried to close her eyes and block out the sounds of her betrayal to the two people she's known for years. She cried all night. Her world was crashing down around her from all points. That morning she had betrayed the man she found herself falling for from the first moment they saw each other. She fixed it but he still was holding back, part of him was with her the other half was somewhere else. Now her best friends were in her room. She dumped Alex for William. Then she dumped Cam for William. Now Cam was dumping her for Alex. ---------- William was a bit worried about her when she didn't answer her phone. He had called Cam and asked where she was but Cam just said that she didn't care where Dianne was. This disturbed him. He was on his way over to talk to Cam about Dianne when he opened the door and looked over and saw her in corner. She was trembling in the corner rocking her body back and forth with her arms around her legs and her face buried within them. "She's been like that all morning." From behind him Cam spoke, looking around him and watching her as well. "How did this happen?" he asked. Cam just shrugged. "She had it coming. She's passive aggressive, it was eventually going to come out." "You're her best friend! Why don't you care more?" He just looked at her as if he was finally seeing the real Cam before him. She was cold, heartless. She looked him in the eyes, "I do care. She is one of my best friends. Always has been. Yet she treated us all like dirt." She looked back at Dianne in the corner before walking away. He watched her walk away and saw some guy who must have been Alex around the corner. His mind placed the events of the previous mind together in his head before turning and slowly making his way over to the girl who had stolen his heart. He sat beside her, watching her. He reached out and touched her arm for the briefest moment. It only made her retract more into herself. From a small whisper he heard her say, "Leave me alone." With all his strength he got up and walked out. Knowing that he couldn't do anything to help her. ---------- She watched him leave. He didn't understand. She said the words, but didn't mean them. She didn't want to be left alone, she wanted to be with him. Dianne and William Ch. 04 All of his heart reached out to her but she just wouldn’t have him. So he walked away. For a brief moment he stopped at the door and questioned his decision to leave her alone then decided it was best. ---------- Cameron wondered if she had been just a bit too harsh with her words, but they needed to be said. This thing between Dianne and Will was dangerous, fragile, and pure. From around the hall corner she watched her friend clutch to herself as Will reached out and touched her. She saw the look on her face as he got up and walked away from her. She also saw that twitch in his movement at the door. After she wandered back to her room she sat in her window seat and thought of them as well as her and Alex. He was just as bad as Dianne had said he was. She smiled as the memory of the night before flooded her mind with images and the knowledge she had taught him a few new tricks. Still it was just what he needed to get over Dianne and it was just what she needed to get over him. She took a deep breath and sighed as she realized that she not only had sex with her best friend’s ex-boyfriend but she had done so in Dianne’s bed. There is only shame in this fact. ---------- Eventually Dianne wondered out of the corner and found Cam in her room changing the sheets. She didn’t say anything just went to her desk and started writing. She would never sleep on those sheets again, they held shame and a furious anger as well as betrayal. “I’ll wash these for you.” Cam said. “Keep them. You already used them. Might as well, Cam.” “I’m sorry.” Dianne didn’t answer, there was nothing else she could say that would help ease or ignite the anger she felt welling inside her. The damage was done. She heard Cam gather up the sheets and flee from the room, leaving a freshly changed bed and a scent of lilac and lavender air freshener. Getting up from the desk, she stripped her clothes and threw them in the corner; in the mirror she could still see where Will had deposited himself on her chest. She touched it with a longing before gathering her towel and finally stepping into the shower. She stood there letting the warm water wash over her body, letting it explore all her skin’s crevices and planting their soothing feeling on them. As if on cue the tears started to well in her eyes again as they slowly made their way down her face. She leaned her back against the white tile wall and let herself slide down; she rested her arms on her knees and watched the steady stream of hot water before her eyes fall and splash on the ground. She closed her eyes and tried to shake off her feelings, instead her mind greeted her with images of the afternoon session she had with Will. Her skin could still feel the way his fingers roamed her body, that soft touch full of warmth and tender passion. She bit her lip in anticipation as her mind filled with feelings of him feeling her clit and how wonderful it felt to have him inside her. It was a feeling of complete fulfillment. Without realizing what she was doing, her hands started to massage her breasts. Pinching, pulling, and even twisting her nipples. She loved the feeling of having them pinched, it was dirty but oh so erotic. She opened her eyes and sighed as she figured out what she was doing. She wondered if just maybe this one time, she’d be able to get herself off by herself. Yet she doubted it and ceased her assault of her own body. ---------- Alex was sitting outside on the front steps when Dianne finally got up the courage to face the world outside. There were no words that would ever come out of his mouth that would ever forgive him of what had transpired a few hours earlier. “Dianne…” He started to say something but the look in her face was enough for him to stop. “Alex, you can’t say anything that will forgive you. Nor can I say anything to sooth you about your own feelings. What you and Cam did last night, on my own bed, was unforgivable. I will always feel the betrayal you two made each time I look at it. I will always hear the sounds you both made. I will always remember how I felt last night. What you have done is nothing compared to what I ever did to you.” She started to walk away. She only made it halfway down the path to her car when she heard him say, “I loved you. You broke my heart. All I ever wanted was you but you hurt me. I’m sorry I hurt you. I understand you’ll never forgive me but I’ll never forgive you either. You know what today was?” “No.” What was today? He sighed. “Today was the day I had originally planned to ask you to marry me. A long time ago back before we started dating, today was the day I first saw you. Your hair was brown then.” He stopped and reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box. “Funny, isn’t it? I still carry it around with me.” “Alex, you and I aren’t right for each other.” “Yeah, I figured that out. I’m not sorry that we broke up, maybe it was for the best but I can’t help my own feelings.” “I know.” “Maybe one day when we both take our heads out of our own asses we can get past this and be friends again?” “I don’t know Alex, right now I don’t think that’s probable.” He nodded, fully understanding what he was asking. “So what are you up to today?” For the first time all day, she smiled. “To look for a new bed…and my own apartment.” This is one of the few reasons he loved her so much. She had a way of letting you off the hook for one thing, but not fully for the other. “If you want, I can help, I know someone that’s trying to sublet his place.” She considered it for a moment. “I don’t think I’m going to take you up on your offer. I need to find it on my own. I think its about time I actually grew up, don’t you say?” Now it was his turn to smile, which he did, fully displaying his teeth. “I think we both ought to.” “Goodbye, Alex.” The way he looked at her then froze her in her tracks. He was looking at her as if she had said something wrong. “What?” “Wasn’t it always you who always said, ‘Never say goodbye, you just never know when they might turn up again.’?” She let out an audible snort, “I guess I was wrong.” And with that she walked to her car and drove off. ---------- “So how much does she hate you?” Cam asked as soon as Alex walked through the door. “Enough.” He looked at her. “I heard what you said to her last night.” Cam looked to the floor then. “I was a little harsh.” “A little? You were a downright bitch!” “I realize that. She wouldn’t even look at me this morning.” “Can you blame her for not wanting to? Last night was a mistake. Yet it was the best sex of my life.” He didn’t know how to feel. Before him was a tall, voluptuous, blonde woman who had an extremely kinky side that just turned him on to the core. However, on the other hand she was a narcissistic manipulative bitch, nonetheless he liked that too. As if on cue to what he said, Cam placed a hand on his chest and walked into him. With her other hand she wrapped it around his neck and pulled him to her. “So you liked it huh?” She smiled, then looked behind her and raised an eyebrow. This time she led him to her room. ---------- A week later, Dianne had found her own apartment and moved in. There was only one thing left to do before she could officially start over with her life. William. Since the day he left things have been strained between them. Once she parked her car, she made her way about down the familiar hallways to his office. Once there, she was a bit surprised that he wasn’t at his desk, but she figured that he had some kind of meeting so she went in and sat down. For thirty minutes she sat there and waited, listening for his footsteps around the corner that would mean what she came here to do was near. It was a bit unnerving when Will came around the corner and stopped as he starred at the legs that were stretched on his desk. How long has she been here for? It wasn’t the first time that she had shown up here unannounced but it was the first time that he found himself not wanting her here. It had been a bad day already, but seeing her face just told him that it was about to get a lot worse. Instead of showing his worry, he came in with a big grin on his face and pulled back the chair and kissed her. “What do I owe the pleasure of your company today?” She smiled, “Just missed you.” “Well aren’t you sweet?” “Always. Are you busy?” “Not right now, why?” “Just wanted to talk and enjoy your company, that’s all.” He smiled. She loves him, he knew it, but something in her eyes was holding back the emotion he’s seen in them before. He couldn’t let her go just yet, he wasn’t ready to. He recalled over the last week her breakdown in the corner when she asked him to leave. It had been the hardest thing he’d ever had to deal with. The next day when he came by to see her she had accused him of being a coward and had thrown her fits at his chest, pounding him. Trying to hurt him, but she didn’t realize that what hurt most was when she screamed “I hate you!” at him from the top of her lungs. He could have dropped to his knees then and begged her forgiveness but didn’t, he had to remain strong. He had made her a promise that he’d never leave her again and if he did that he’d always find a way to always remain within an arms distance. He closed his eyes to the memory; it was too painful to remember how damaged she was when she found out about all the lies and deceit going on behind her back with her closest friends. Letting his eyes travel the length of her body, he couldn’t help but find himself straining against his pants. She was wearing her tall black leather boots, a mid-thigh blue skirt, and a very low v-necked white argyle shirt (that showed nearly her entire breast bone). He could also tell that she was wearing the very sexy little black bra underneath that she had asked him to pick out. Her normally shoulder length red hair had been straightened (which brought the length down to approximately right above the pretty pink nipples underneath). She was absolutely stunning today. “You’re beautiful.” She blushed, “Thank you.” He reached out and cupped the side of her face in his hand, just gazing into her bright green eyes. He couldn’t help but think back to that first day when he’d laid eyes on her that she’d be sitting here in his office looking at him like this. Her eyes betrayed her, in them she didn’t smile, there was only a sadness and determined ferocity that he had come to love. Sensing what he was truly wanting at that moment, she got up and sat on his desk, spreading her legs part enough for him to realize she was giving him permission to touch. She watched as his hands slid up her thighs before raising her own eyes to meet his. They held their gaze while he lightly picked her up off the desk enough to slide the black lace matching panties down her legs. Still without breaking his gaze, she reached out and unzipped his pants and pushed them down to his feet. In her hand she could feel his cock straining against the soft cotton holding it in. A moan escaped his lips as he felt her stroking him. Still stroking her inner thighs he reached a little further under her skirt and lightly stroked her clit. One long stroke of his finger and it was drenched in her soft velvety fluid. He cleaned his finger in his mouth before reaching under and pulling her to the edge of the desk. There wasn’t enough time for foreplay, he had another meeting soon. He leaned down and kissed her lips before pushing her legs open wider and plunging his cock into her. This time it was a moan from her lips. She leaned back on the desk and arched her back at each thrust. She needed this, it was the final release as he pounded his hips into her harder and harder, making her gasp and sink her hands into his shoulders and cling her body to his. He watched as her body erupted in an orgasm, it was strong and hard. His eyes traveled the length from her neck down to her heaving chest to the still smooth rumbling stomach. Her orgasm is beautiful as he kept thrusting into her trying to prolong it. He felt his own coming watching her and soon spilled into her. Her body clamped down on him and milked him clean. She sat over and slumped over trying to catch her breath while he fell back into his chair and looked at her, watching his seed slowly coming out from between her lower lips. As soon as she had enough strength, she stood up and reached over and cupped Will’s face in her hands and kissed him, opening his mouth and forcing her tongue in his mouth before letting to and whispering, “I can’t do this anymore.” He just looked at her now, unbelieving. “What?” “This is it, Will. Our end. I can’t do this anymore.” “Why?” His voice shook and tears started to swell in his eyes. “Because you don’t love me.” She placed a finger on his lips before he could say anything in rebuttal. “You don’t. I know it, I can feel it. Yes, I love you and I always will. You made me feel again. I’ll never forget that.” She felt her own eyes beginning to swell with tears while she watched his brimming over and falling slowly down his face. “You came into my life at just the right time, I was giving up on love. Then you happen! I also know that I came into yours at the right time as well. You were so closed off and sheltering yourself behind a wall of guilt and pain. I made you feel, to let down your guard and experience life again with new eyes. But I can’t trust you not to leave like that again. Every time we fight now all I’m going to think of is that this time he’s going to walk out and never come back. Personally, I can’t live that way and neither can you.” She grabbed his hands in hers and held them to her lips and kissed the inside of his palm before kneeling down in front of him, one last time. “You are so smart, so compassionate, so romantic, so loyal, so loving, it hurts me to see you sell yourself short for someone like me. Don’t say that I’m selling myself short because I’m not. I know me. I can’t make you happy. I’m overly critical and sarcastic and short-tempered and well just plain out lazy with a lot of emotional baggage. You don’t need that. Nobody does.” She leaned forward and kissed him again letting her tears fall. “I’ll always be your friend, no matter what, lean on me when you need to in the future, but don’t cling to me now. Let me go, I’m releasing you to find someone that will make you happy. To love you the way you deserve, and for you to love them back equally.” He tried clutching her hands to make her stay, but all he could do was sit there and lightly croak out her name as he walked out the door and out of his life. It was only then that he noticed that she had left him her black panties. Something to remember her by. He picked them up and held them in his hands, “Goodbye, Dianne.” ---------- Eventually both Dianne and William moved on with their lives. It was hard on both sides but they managed. William finally saw what Dianne was trying to tell him that day before he married a few years later. Dianne never married, she lived with her fiancé until one day she met her fate and died, nobody knew she had a weak heart until it was too late. William went to her funeral and mourned her passing. Like clockwork he still visits her grave the day she broke up with him all those years ago and silently thanks her. Cameron and Alex didn’t work out as they both knew it wouldn’t. Cam eventually contracted the HIV virus and used her own foolish behavior to try and prevent girls from making her mistakes. Alex died of a drug over-dose after a long night of partying with his frat brothers. Dianne and Cameron stopped being close friends after the incident. Dianne had moved out and moved on with her life to try and make things better for herself. Cameron just kept spiraling downward. A wise person once said, “Its better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all.”