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Tahoe

By: Exogenous



After dinner Charlene and Max went to the casino and gambled for a while. Charlene loved the blackjack tables, finding it easy to win back her own money. So many different people, it was fun to watch the diverse group moving from table to table, weaving in and out amongst the rows of slots, laughing or moaning with each bet.

Max suggested they go up to the top floor and have drinks and dance. Charlene laughed and hugged him, thrilled with his romantic idea. They were alone on the elevator ride up. Max pulled Charlene against him and began to kiss her. His hands roamed her body, relishing her smooth, full curves. As the sound of the bell announced their arrival to the top floor she giggled and pushed him away. The doors slid open to several people waiting for a ride down and she felt herself blush, hoping she didn’t look too disheveled.

Max spotted an empty booth that faced the windows and quickly guided her to it before someone else took it. The view was spectacular; the moonlight spilled across the snowcapped mountains and skimmed along the lake. The setting was very romantic. A waitress took their order then Max invited Charlene to dance a fast song. Then the singer crooned a love song and they danced in each other’s arms. Max pulled her close to feel the length of her body, from shoulders to thighs, pressed to him. He enjoyed how she swayed so sensuously against him. Charlene was acutely aware of his hand on her back, slowly sliding down to her ass. His right leg was seductively rubbing between her legs, against her mons.

When the song ended they went back to their table and talked and flirted as they sipped their drinks. She placed her hand under the table on Max’s groin and teased him through his pants. She felt his hand lightly sliding up and down her thigh. His cock hardened under her touch and she smiled, wondering how he was going to get up and walk out. Charlene excused herself to the ladies room to give him a moment to calm down. When she returned she slid in next to him and placed her black lace panties in his hand. Max grinned and looked down at her panties, smoothing the lace between his fingers.

“Let’s go home,” he told her as he tucked her panties into his jacket pocket. He took her hand and kissed her palm as he helped her out of the booth.

As Charlene got into the car her dress slid up and Max got a glance at her smooth thigh and ass cheek. He reached down and fondled her breasts as he kissed her, then closed the door. On the drive home she leaned over and tickled his ear with her tongue. His hand traveled up her leg and he played with her garter strap, dipping his fingers underneath the edge of her stocking. She unhooked his belt then opened his pants, sliding her hand down to his cock. She pulled it out and stroked it for a few moments. Leaning over, she kissed the crown of his dick, nibbled the ridge, and very lightly sucked. His penis came to life, inflating like a hard balloon. She pulled him deeper into her mouth, sucking and gliding up and down the shaft. It was as if she was pulling and coaxing the blood into the tissues of his cock.

“Mmmm”, Charlene moaned, “You are so delicious.” She pushed her fingers down to tease and play with his balls. She couldn’t help but smile as she noticed he was now driving with both hands on the wheel. She loved the hardness and texture of his cock. She licked and sucked it as if it were her favorite candy. She stroked it with her mouth, pausing to tease the little opening with the tip of her tongue, tasting a salty little dewdrop. As she sucked on the crown she slid her hand up and down his shaft, feeling the thickness, the heat, from his meaty cock. She rubbed the head all over her face. “Oh, I can’t wait until I have this in my pussy, filling me up, and feel your balls slam against me with each thrust.”

She quickly returned his rod to her hungry mouth. Charlene sucked in earnest now and rapidly pumped the lower part of his shaft with the tight grip of her soft hand. Max’s heart raced with excitement. The hot, soft flesh of her tongue and cheeks were seducing his body to orgasm. He sped down the dark road towards home caught between trying to stay focused on driving and letting go to come. But he was finding it difficult to keep his mind separate from his body. He had to keep himself in check as the closer he got to climaxing, the faster he seemed to drive. Max groaned loudly, tightly gripped the steering wheel and pushed his hips up. Heat surged through his loins and his stomach tightened as he felt his cum shoot up through is cock and burst into her luscious mouth. She moaned with satisfaction when she felt his dick jerk between her lips and pump his hot, milky sperm onto her tongue. Max laughed softly as he regained some composure. He placed a hand on her head and lovingly stroked her soft hair. She licked him clean then laid her head in his lap for the rest of the drive home.

“God, Charlene, you’re incredible. You drive me crazy,” Max said as he helped his lover out of the car and pulled her close. He held the back of her head and kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He reached down and roughly squeezed her breast. Then he let her go and escorted her into the house. Once in their bedroom Charlene turned on a soft light by the bed. Max stood behind her tickling her neck and upper shoulders with his fingertips, kissing and nibbling along the way. The only sounds were their deep breathing and the zipper of her dress as he slowly pulled it down to the small of her back. From behind her Max pushed the dress off her shoulders and reached to her front to cup her breasts, feeling them through her silky black slip. With one hand he reached down between her legs to stroke and tease her naked pussy. She could feel his hot, ragged breath on her neck. He reached back, sliding his hand over the silk across her ass, following the shape of her buttocks.

Max grasped her arm and turned her to face him. Tilting her chin up, he softly kissed her then look down into her sparkling eyes. His eyes traveled over her face and body, drinking in her beauty. One slim strap of her slip hung loose off her shoulder, the soft swell of her breasts stretched the top of her slip, her skin looked smooth and creamy against the black silk. He brushed his fingertips along the edge of the slip, giving her goose bumps, and she sighed softly. Then he embraced her, holding her close. As her head rested on his chest the soft sounds of his heart and breathing relaxed her.

“Lay down on the bed. I’ll be right back, my love.” Max left the room as she reclined on the bed, leaning back against the large, soft pillows. He came back with a bucket of ice, a bottle of wine, and a glass. He poured some wine and handed the glass to her. Charlene sipped her wine as she watched him light several candles around the room. He came back to the bed, turned out the light and caressed her face. His fingers traced down across her chest and down her arm. He took the wine glass and set it on the bedside table. With his other hand he removed his tie and tossed it on the pillow next to her, then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor. Max climbed onto the bed, kneeling above her and pulled his belt off. He lowered himself over her and kissed her deeply, plunging his tongue into her hot mouth. He leaned back and smiled as he took her right hand and tied it to the bedpost with his belt. Charlene moaned in protest and tried to pull away but he held her fast. He tied her left hand to the other post using his tie, with slipknots that he could easily release, later.

The aroma from the candles scented the air with gardenia and the glow was softly comforting. Not used to being restrained, Charlene slowed her breathing, trying to relax. Max moved down to her feet and removed her high-heeled sandals, and gently rubbed her feet. He ran his hands slowly up her legs, feeling their shape and the smoothness of her stockings. He slid his hands on her hips and across her mons, taking pleasure from the curves of her body beneath her slinky slip. He slowly slid the bottom of the slip up her thighs, savoring the feel, and leaned down to kiss along the edges of her stockings. He pushed her slip up past her hips and ass and ran his hand over her torso, enjoying her soft, fragrant skin. Max moved down to lie between her legs. She could feel his kisses on the insides of her thighs, causing her skin to tingle and make the juices in her vagina flow.

The tip of his tongue lightly caressed her vulva. Charlene took a sharp breath. She pushed her pelvis toward his face but he only teased her with the tip of his tongue. He loved sliding his hands over her slip, feeling the contours of her body. He reached up and grabbed her left breast, rubbing through the slip and bra. Then he crept up her body, pushing the slip up, kissing and licking her skin as he went. Charlene moaned and squirmed beneath him. When he reached her breasts he stopped and leaned back, just looking into her eyes. He flashed her a mischievous smile and grasped the slip in his two hands ripping it up the middle, exposing her. “Don’t worry, love, I’ll by you a new one, or as many as I rip off your sweet body!” He laughed and reached down to grab each breast. Pushing them up, he buried his face down into her cleavage, kissing and sucking. Then he unfastened the front hook of her bra to reveal her full, round tits. For a few moments he massaged her breasts and teased her nipples between his thumbs and fingers, at times pinching quite painfully.

Max laid down next to her, just pressing his body down the length of hers, one arm and one leg possessively flung across her body. He luxuriated in feeling the warmth and softness of her flesh and breathing in her scent. He reached back toward the ice bucket and picked out an ice cube. Still on his side, propping himself up on one elbow, he slowly swirled the ice from her ear down her throat. As he moved it across her chest and to her nipples she gasped and pulled on her wrist bindings. Her nipples became flushed and hard as pebbles. He tickled one nipple with the ice while sucking on the other. He brought the ice up to her lips, it was just a little chip, and let her take it in her mouth to suck on. He slipped his fingers into her mouth and she licked and sucked on them.

He moved down to nibble on her breasts, while his wandering fingers found her pussy and teased her clit. Charlene moved her hips up, inviting him in. He circled the outside of her vagina, not quite going all the way in. She pushed her hips up higher, trying to coax his fingers farther inside. He whispered in her ear, “Oh, I think you might be too tight for me, too small. I want to sink my hard, hungry cock all the way in, but I’m not sure if you can take it. Mmmmm? What do you think? Maybe I should just fuck your beautiful tits instead. But your mouth is so delicious, it’s hard to decide.” 

Charlene moaned and pushed her pelvis harder against his hand. “Max…please suck my pussy. I need your tongue in my cunt, I need to feel your tongue fuck me. Oh, please!” she whimpered and arched her back.

His fingers traced up her sides as he moved back between her legs, sending shivers throughout her body. She felt his hot breath on her thighs. He reached over for another piece of ice and lightly glided it across her lower belly, right above her mons, then slid it down on her inner thighs. As he rubbed the ice on her clit she jerked her hips back in surprise, a soft cry escaped her. Then she felt the contrast of his hot tongue teasing the lips of her vulva. She moaned and squirmed, trying to push her pussy closer to his mouth. Max’s hands were on either side of her hips. “Have you been a good girl? Do you deserve me to lick you and suck you? Do you want that?”

“Oh yes, please…please let me feel you suck my pussy. God, I want that so bad!” Her hips were practically gyrating, her cunt just sopping wet! She ached for his tongue. Charlene pulled hard on her binds, she wanted so badly to touch Max, to grab his head and pull his mouth against her swollen pussy!

Max laughed softly and got off the bed to pull his pants off. Charlene softly whimpered a bit at being denied her pleasure. She watched as he slid his shorts down and saw his stiff, ruddy cock jutting out, big and rigid. “I liked the way you sucked my dick. That was very good. Here, do it some more.” He straddled her again sliding the head of his dick across her lips. She licked his shaft, trying to take him into her mouth but he teased her for a moment, then slip it in between her lips. She sucked on him, swirling her tongue around his thick shaft, sucking and nibbling, kissing and sucking some more. His prick felt so fantastic in her mouth!

Then Max moved around so that he could suck on Charlene’s pussy, to experience a complete physical connection with her. He bit and sucked her, teasing her pussy with his tongue. The more he teased her the more vigorously she sucked and bit on his cock. He suddenly pulled away from her and released her right hand from the belt. “Here, I want to watch you play with yourself” he commanded.

Max crawled to the end of the bed and stroked his bulging cock while he watched her finger her pussy…teasing, rubbing, and slipping her fingers into her hot, slick hole. She pushed her hips up and held her legs as wide as possible. Deep moans escaped her throat as she quickly flicked her fingertips across her clit. The pressure began to build within her, oh, God she imagined his long, meaty cock fucking her, stretching her tight cunt. She was so hot, her pussy ached, she was desperate to feel him fuck her! She threw her head back and moaned loudly.

“NO, don’t cum yet! Not until I say so.” His command jerked her back to his reality and he reached up to her other hand to release her. He grabbed her hips and quickly turned her over to lie on her stomach.

“Oh, you think you are so good, but I’m going to show you what good really is.” Max growled as he pulled Charlene’s hips up and knelt behind her. His fingers played all around her clit and then plunged into her pussy, working in and out, so deeply. They both could hear sounds of her juicy cunt as if slurping in his fingers. He drove his fingers in and out of her, watching her hips squirm to meet his thrusts. For a moment he leaned forward to suck on her dripping pussy. She cried out and smashed her pussy against his busy tongue.

“Please fuck me, please let me cum. Max, I want you so bad. Please!” She desperately begged him. She felt a little frantic, aching for his hard, hot shaft inside her. As he straightened and resumed finger fucking her she felt his cock beating against her inner thighs. He pulled her garter belt and released it, letting it snap hard against her ass. Charlene cried out and jerked her hips away.

“Bitch! Stay still!” Max growled at her then slapped her ass with his hand. He snapped her garter again as he shoved his throbbing dick deep into her sopping pussy. She pushed her ass up to meet his thrusts, to take him even deeper. He fucked her sweet, slick cunt with a vengeance!

“Oh God, oh God, you feel so good! Fuck me harder!” She screamed and pushed back against Max. He reached under her to manipulate her clit, rapidly, forcefully.

“Ok baby, come for me, now!” his voice was hoarse and insistent.

Charlene moaned hard and loud, and all she could feel now was the pressure and the force that exploded from her. “Ohhhhh…” she screamed and bucked her hips. And she caught a soft gasp from him as he felt her cunt tighten around his shaft. Max could feel her tight pussy spasm with her orgasm flowing through her. She felt her pussy squeezing his cock. She wished it would not stop! Then he began to fuck her again, grunting as he pounded into her. He stopped and turned her around, pulling her into his arms and kissed all over her face, smoothing her hair out of my eyes.

Charlene laid on her back as Max knelt between her legs. He pulled her hips up and impaled her with his huge, throbbing shaft. She cried out as he thrust for a few more moments before he fell on top of her and wrapped his arms and legs around her body. He softly groaned as Charlene felt his cum shooting inside her hot tight, cunt. She found it an exquisite sensation, as she felt with each spasm of his thick cock. The lovers lay there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, savoring the feelings, tingling, hearts beating madly, the feeling was beyond expression, except to hold tightly to each other.

After several minutes they untangled themselves and took a moment to catch their breath. Then Charlene rolled to her side as Max pulled the covers back and they slid under the covers together. They whispered to each other of the fine dinner and dancing they had shared, of the beautiful view. Then Max pulled Charlene closer to snuggle together, cozy under the covers, and he smiled as he wondered how many more times he could bring her to ecstasy before dawn.

Tahoe Hotel



In South Lake Tahoe lived Nick. Nick is a six foot two inch man with a square build. He looked like he would do well on a football team, which he was in high school. Nick moved to Tahoe because he was told that it was a nice place to live. He moved there from a small town in Arizona. The money he spent to move was for an apartment that he hated and the moving of his things. He got a job in Harrah's Casino as a Slot Auditor just before the purchase of the Harvey's properties. Six months later he lost the apartment and moved into a weekly rent motel right on Stateline Avenue.

About a month later he started dating the daughter of the manager. The relationship went nowhere, but he met and got to know the management family. They loved him. After the mutual break up with the daughter, she moved away and they offered the assistant manager position she had to him. It allowed him to pay a hundred less per week or two hundred less from payday to payday.

His job at Harrah's was done on four days for ten hours a day, so he was able to cover the office one day and still have two day to do errands and relax. Besides covering the office while the family went out and did things wasn't very hard. Most of the time was spent watching TV.

At Harrah's the audit department was divided into two parts, gaming and non-gaming. In the gaming side of things there were two parts, slots with keno and all other gaming: table games, cage, and poker. There were a few in the non-gaming, too many that Nick didn't pay attention to all of them. The ones he knew were hotel and comp. Part of the reason he knew those parts was that he had friends in both.

One in particular he talked to almost daily. She worked in Comp audit. Her name was Sasha. Nick and Sasha enjoyed each other's company, but never dated. The top of her head was at the bottom of his nose. She was a mother of one. Her son's father was an ass to her so she broke up with him.

Her strawberry blonde hair fell to just below her shoulders if she ever let it down from the ponytail she always wore. She was having trouble losing the baby weight, especially in the stomach and hips. If he had to guess at her measurements, he would have said 34B-28-38.

One day in late July, while he was visiting the family after work at Harrah's, the family asked if he could cover the office for a whole weekend in mid September. He said he would check into it, since they were asking so they could go out of town for a special anniversary. With much finagling and trading of days he was able to get the Friday, Saturday, and Sunday of that weekend off. He was going to have to work seven days straight afterwards and two days before.

The last two days of work at Harrah's, before he was to take up residence in the manager's abode for the weekend, he complained a little, to anyone who would listen, about how boring working the office was going to be. The weather was great, but it was early in the school year so there weren't going to be that many people coming into town.

Just before leaving for the day on Thursday, Sasha told Nick that she would stop by to help pass the time, by hanging out with him. That made him perk up as he walked to the office. The family was going to be leaving that night to drive to Pahrump, NV.

"Hey, Nick, everything's ready," said the mother. "The bedroom's locked so you'll have to sleep and shower in number seven."

"The same room where I had to go when the hot water was off across the street?"

"Yep." She gave him a kiss on the cheek as she passed him to join the rest of the family in the rented van. "Have fun and don't get into any trouble." He just smiled and waved as they left, then he went to watch TV.

That evening he didn't even sell a room and didn't see anyone in the office. At eleven, when the office was supposed to close, he locked up and went to room number seven. The room was the largest of all the rooms with two queen beds in the main room, another queen bed in a smaller separate room, and an undersized bathroom with toilet, small sink and counter, and tight shower stall. He crawled into bed after undressing and was asleep quickly.

Seven in the morning was tough for him to do when he had to go to work at Harrah's, but it was even harder when he knew that he wasn't going to see anyone until at least five that afternoon. He shuffled around cleaning himself, then opening the office. He plopped on the couch the family had in the living room behind the office and turned on the TV. Half an hour later he was asleep, but not too deep. He woke at around ten feeling a whole lot better.

Shortly after waking the 'maid' for the motel came into the office to get into the laundry room at the back of the building. Nick ran back there and opened the door, then returned to the living room. He checked the office before sitting down. Standing at the counter was Sasha. She had her hair down and was wearing a loose teal t-shirt, he couldn't see what she was wearing blow because of the counter.

"Hi, Nick." She smiled and hit the bell on the counter to mess with him.

"Sasha, how are you doing?" He smiled and entered the office. Only then did he notice that she was standing a little taller. She never wore heels to the office, so he was pleasantly surprised that she was wearing them now.

"Doing great. I'm here. Just like I promised." She grinned and continued, "So am I allowed back there?"

"Sure," he said and moved to the low door to pull it open. He moved behind the counter and waved her through. She stepped behind the counter and pushed the door closed as he took her in. Sasha was wearing a knee length skirt slightly darker than the shirt and her heels were the exact color of the shirt.

"Nice outfit," he complimented. "Nothing like mine." He waved at his Star Wars t-shirt and denim shorts. She glanced at him and smirked. He ushered her into the living area. She sat in the big chair that matched the couch as Nick said, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Not at the moment, thank you." He nodded then dropped onto the couch. "How is this done?"

"How is what done?"

"Running the office."

"Oh, that's easy. We sit here until a guest comes in to rent a room then we rent the room. The room rates are listed on the counter out there," he waved to the door to the office, "and we either run the card or take the cash. Most of the guests will pay with card, but there is a drawer of money in there."

She sat back, kicking her shoes off and said, "Cool. I want to try once, just because I'm here." He shrugged, as his way of saying he didn't care. "What do we do now though?" She was toying with the neckline of the shirt.

"Hang out and watch TV or maybe a movie. Are you sure you don't want something to drink?"

"Any beer?"

"Not here, but I do have some in my place across the street."

"Oh. Then I'll take some water."

"I can run across and get some. No problem. Meant to do it last night, anyway." He hopped up and said, "I'll just lock the door and post the back in twenty sign, then go get it."

"What if I want to get out of the building while you're gone?"

"Just follow me and I'll show you a way out. If you want to leave that is." He grinned at her and headed down the only hallway in the manager's living area. She shrugged and followed, grabbing her keys on the way. He pointed to a door on the right and said, "The bathroom is through this door and to the right." They continued straight for a couple more feet, through a lockable door, then descended a flight of ten stairs. At the bottom was the laundry room. The 'maid' was not there.

They exited, he turned left and she right. He ran off to get the beer taking the stairs to his place two at a time. He was acting like a kid in a candy store. Just the thought that he was going to hang out with a woman that he was crushing on was almost overwhelming.

Nick started crushing on Sasha just after she told him that she and her kid's father had broken up. He had created a CD that was all love songs and left it on her desk on one of the days he worked and she didn't. He spent a lot more time talking with her. He had liked her before, thought she was attractive and maybe fantasized about her, but it wasn't until after the news did he start pushing into her life more.

Once they met up with a few other friends and did karaoke. Another time one of the casinos was opening a new restaurant and gave all the employees a free meal there prior to it opening to the public. Nick and Sasha were supposed to have gone with a few others from the audit department, but it ended up being just the two of them. They enjoyed the restaurant and each other's company.

In his fridge was two cases of aluminum cans, one of beer and the other of Dew. He grabbed the case of beer and a couple movies that he meant to grab before going to the office the night before. He ran back to the laundry room. Sasha wasn't there, but he figured he was going to be gone longer than her. He entered and went to the kitchen. The beer went into the fridge then he went to the living room. Sasha wasn't there, either. That confused him. He reasoned it out while he opened the office again.

As he stepped back into the living room, he heard the door outside the bathroom open and close. He sat down and started channel surfing while waiting to see whether that was her leaving the room to come back out or did she just go in there. It in fact was her leaving the bathroom. The sound of a heel hitting the uncarpeted kitchen floor was the first thing that told him that.

"The beer's in the fridge, Sash," he called. He had found Sports Center. He wanted to know how his teams were doing.

"I don't need a beer right now," she said into his ear. She had leaned down to put herself right next to him. He started because he wasn't expecting to hear her right next to him. He glanced back breathing hard. She had smirked and stepped to the end of the couch while he calmed down enough to look. "I didn't want you breathing hard...yet. I did want something hard though." Her voice was a purr and her lips were pulled back in an erotic smile. She sat on the armrest of the couch and arched her back, pushing her chest forward.

Nick's eyes went large and round as he took her in. She was now in an opaque cream-colored negligee that hung to her mid-thigh. She had cream-colored stockings covering her legs, the tops peeking out from under her negligee on the side near him, with two-inch cream colored heels. The heels just had a strap over the ball and the strap was fluffy. The negligee was tank top style at the shoulders and cut lower than he had ever seen her wear before.

"I've seen the way you've been looking at me. I also know that it was you that left the CD. I loved it. I wanted to show how much I loved it and every other little thing you've done for me. I also wanted to show you that I like you as much as I think you like me." She smiled and winked at him. She leaned back on one hand and crossed her legs near the ankle before continuing, "Our relationship is the equivalent of maybe six months of dates. We've told each other things that we wouldn't tell anyone else, like that time you almost got caught by the teenage daughter of this family masturbating in your place, and the way my son nursing on my tit got me so horny." She gave him a shy smile at that.

All Nick could do was gape at her, his mouth working like he was a fish out of water as he tried to find the words. She grinned and stepped in front of him. His eyes almost never left her face. Sasha bent at the waist and as she was about to kiss his lips, the outer office door was opened then closed. The sound of the bells on the door brought Nick back to the moment and both an expression of 'Damn it!'

Sasha helped Nick to his feet. She glanced down and saw that she had a good effect on him. Ok maybe not a good effect if he had to deal with customers. She gave him a smirk and stepped back. "Hurry back," she whispered and licked her lips.

He too glanced down to see he'd tented the front of his shorts. It was a good and bad thing that he had worn the shorts that were just a little tight. Good because the shorts weren't sticking out from his hard-on and bad because the bulge was still very noticeable. He shrugged and walked to the office door. At the door he opened it, turned around and backed into the office. As he backed up he said with a smile, "I'll be right back." He turned to the person at the counter when he felt he was close enough that they wouldn't see. It was a customer, a middle aged man, wanting a room. Nick hurried through the registration process and the man left the office about ten minutes later, the damn credit card machine had been acting up. He was on a record pace until then.

Before he headed back into the living area and Sasha, Nick locked the office door. He also put up a sign saying that he would be back in an hour. It was ten thirty Friday morning, so there weren't going to be that many people wanting a room right then.

Upon entering the living area, he heard Sasha in the kitchen. She had decided to cook up something on the stove. She had the pan over the burner and an egg in her hand. He kicked off his sandals and quietly snuck up behind her, wrapping his arms around her middle from behind, burying his face in her hair. She gave a surprised gasp and almost dropped the egg. "Hello, honey. Don't do that again. I almost made a mess." She set the egg down and turned the burner off before leaning back into him, reveling in the feel of a man's arms around her again.

"We could always clean up later," he mumbled into her neck as he nuzzled it. He had grown hard again and was pressing it into her.

"True, but I didn't want to with this egg," she answered. She turned in his arms to face him and hugged him to her. "What shall we do now," she teased. With a giggle she pushed him away.

"I don't know. The office is locked and you're in that outfit." He affected a mystified expression, like he was trying to see the future to tell her what will happen. She giggled and pulled him into the living room.

"Are you comfortable?" she asked when they got into the room. He gave her a confused look, so she just grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off. "How about now?" He was still confused, but had a vague idea what she was going to do. Before he could say anything she undid his shorts and dropped them to the floor. "You should be comfortable now." He was now standing in front of her in just a pair of gray boxers horribly tented. He shook his head to tell her that he wasn't and with a mock sigh and a grin she grabbed the waist of his boxers and pulled them with her as she squatted down.

She had squatted partly to make it easier to pull his feet out of the shorts and boxers and partly to get a close view of the 'tent pole'. She was very happy at the length, somewhere between six and seven inches.

It was the first one she had seen since before her son was born. Her boyfriend quit having sex with her after she found out she was pregnant.

She stood up and asked him once again, "Are you comfortable now?"

"A little. But you don't seem very comfortable." He grinned and tugged gently on a strap of the negligee.

"True. I'm not comfortable, but I don't know what to do about it. Maybe you do." She gave him a grin and a teasing wink.

"I think you'd be more comfortable without those tight, yet sexy stockings."

She shook her head and said, "Nope, those are comfortable for the moment."

"OK," he said and placed a finger to his lips as he appraised her. After a moment he snapped his fingers. "That negligee looks quite heavy and uncomfortable. Shall I help you off with it?" He smiled and waited.

She nodded. "Please take this heavy thing off me," she requested, acting like she was very tired from carrying something heavy. He grinned and she giggled as his hands found the hem of the negligee. He slowly pulled it up.

His eyes never left her face. Because of that he ran his knuckles along her skin as he pulled the piece of lingerie up. He felt the small band of her panties on her hips then smooth bare skin over her soft tummy. Continuing to use his knuckles as a guide, he pulled the top over her chest, running his knuckles over her rock hard nipples. She shivered at that touch. They shared a smile and he quit playing with her top, pulling it up and off quickly. It joined his clothes on the floor.

Once the garment was on the floor he broke eye contact with her to view her body. Her chest was proudly displayed with dark little nubs the size of erasers standing at attention. Her tummy was still a little soft from her pregnancy, but as she said very close to what she was before getting pregnant. She was wearing cream colored panties and he could see a small spot of moisture in the crotch, since she had her hips cocked forward.

"Are you comfortable now?" he asked.

"Much, but now the stockings and shoes are too much. Please help." He nodded and guided her to sit in the chair she sat in earlier. He knelt at her feet and lifted her left foot. He pulled the shoe off gently, set the shoe off to the side with one hand while the other started massaging the foot. The other hand returned to the foot and helped for another minute or so, then both hands slowly slid up her soft legs to the top of the stocking.

He gently tickled the bare flesh above the top then slipped his fingers inside the stocking and slowly started to roll the stretchy fabric down her pale leg. After exposing her knee he kissed it and continued removing the stocking.

At her foot he worked it slowly off. After exposing the heel he kissed it, then the arch and finally each toe. She wiggled a little because the gentle kisses and the light stubble on his chin were tickling her a little.

He lowered the foot onto the hassock, spreading her legs a little. His hands repeated the movements on her right foot and stocking. When her foot was bared he kissed each toe like on the left foot, but he also sucked each toe into his mouth. She smiled as he remembered that she liked having her toes sucked. One of those things she had told him in confidence and she was drunk on the karaoke night. This was something he didn't do very often.

"Nick, baby, that's nice and all, but I'm not a hundred percent comfortable yet. Can you help me with that?" she asked.

He gently laid her foot down, keeping her legs spread and asked, "Where are you uncomfortable? That would help me help you." A quick grin hit his face and disappeared behind the acted concern.

"My hips and butt are constricted. There's too much pressure in my crotch." She feigned innocence of knowledge of what she was talking about.

"Maybe laying back would help," he suggested.

"Maybe." She leaned back into the overstuffed chair. The cushions pushed her chest out. He liked the sight so much that he paused to view it. That is until she snapped her fingers, bringing him back to the game. "My hips still aren't totally comfortable. Maybe you could rub them."

He just nodded and put his hands just above the panties. "Here?" he asked as he started to rub at that point.

"That's nice but maybe lower," she said. His hands moved to the waist band of the panties. "That's where the discomfort starts. Please rub there."

"Maybe I should remove this fabric." He tucked a finger under the elastic and tugged a little. "Then you should be very comfortable." All she did was nod. He ran his fingers around the waist band until they stopped at the chair. There he tucked his fingers into the garment and tugged a little. By now she was starting to tire of the game and before he could ask her to, she lifted her butt off the cushion until he tugged the back low enough that she could sit again without hindering his work. His hands moved to the sides and pulled the panties off smoothly and quickly. He took a quick whiff of the crotch and smiled. "All good?"