8 comments/ 45530 views/ 8 favorites The Arrangement Pt. 01 By: sandy_rock Foreword: This story is a bit of slow starter, I like to develop a bit of a plot first, even on a short story. If you want sex from the get go, you'd best move on, otherwise I hope you enjoy my horny ramblings. Sandy_Rock Chapter 1 – Decisions In March 2007 I had a stroke of luck; I won 13.8 million pounds on the National Lottery. I was already comfortable, a single (divorced) man in the prime of his life (35 at the time), an engineering consultant for an international consultancy, own house, own car and reasonably fit and healthy. I know this sounds a bit like a dating site profile, but that is basically what I had resorted to. I gave up work and went travelling for a year, first class and champagne all the way, but I was looking for something, just not exactly certain what it was. I am not saying there was any lack of social or love life, far from it, I had no problem in that department. I was reasonably turned out at 5'9 and told I was good looking in a Bruce Willis kind of way and I kept myself in very good shape with an active lifestyle. My problem was that a lot of money seems to make a man attractive to certain kinds of people, especially women of a certain kind, and they were not the kind of women that I was attracted to. I just did not go to the types of places that I could meet the kind of woman I was attracted to, someone who could hold a conversation that did not repeat the words shopping, fashion, holiday and shopping over and over again. In fact someone who could just hold a conversation would have been refreshing. The dating site thing was fun at first, I met some great people, many that have become firm friends, but I discovered that the women that I found attractive and stimulating were, understandably I suppose, driven and successful; they were at the top of their game or ran their own business and had no real free time. I am up for a dirty weekend in Paris as much as the next man, but just having rushed weekends a couple of times a month are not for me. I needed something else, less rushed and frenetic. I weighed up my options and decided I would have to do something that had a purpose, something I could immerse myself in. That way things could just take their natural course, que sera sera and all that. I decided to expand my mind and go back to university and do a degree in a non-engineering discipline. My other loves were history and literature, so I got some prospectuses (prospectii?) and decided to do Medieval History at the University of Reading. It was very easy to get a place, as soon as I mentioned cash up front, that I would have my own accommodation and would not be any kind of strain on the system, entry was a breeze. House hunting was enjoyable and I almost decided to go into property development but then the recession loomed and I decided that was possibly not the best time. I got somewhere five miles away from the campus and spent the summer refurbishing and modifying it to my satisfaction. It was a large five bedroom place in half an acre or so, so in went the pool, the gym, the hot tub, home cinema, kitchen and en-suite bathrooms, out went the drab decoration and furnishings. I also made the house ultra efficient with new windows, solar heating and ground source heat pumps. I even invested in some new art that had increased in value before it was even on the wall. By the time October arrived I was all set and had read all the books that had been recommended by the History department. Chapter 2 – University The first day at university I had some slight misgivings. I did not realise quite how old 37 was until I was standing in a class of 18 and 19 year olds. A couple of them thought I was the tutor. I did not think I had not dressed particularly 'old', I was in faded black denim jeans, a trendy faded tee shirt and casual zip top, but I stuck out like an un-ironed shirt at Saville Row tailor's. For a start my jeans were round my waist, not half way down my backside and I did not have at least one earphone in my ear. Do not get me wrong, I was far from the oldest person on campus, not even the oldest student, there were plenty of older people around, lecturers, cleaners and maintenance people, adult students, but there were none of them in the Medieval History class. The lecturer in charge of the pastoral welfare of the class came in and he encouraged everyone to introduce themselves. Everyone was very forthcoming with their aims and ambitions but I was the polar opposite, giving almost no information as to why I had decided to do that particular course or what my final goal was, mainly because there was no final goal. Someone asked if I was going into teaching so I just said 'I am thinking of something along those lines' and left it at that. The course was interesting and stimulating and I threw myself into it. The curriculum was arranged so that there was a minimum amount of work you had to do, but almost no maximum, so I spent a lot of my time doing research, digging into obscure sources for information and detail. I found that I had become a bit of a font of all knowledge to many and several of the students were coming to me for advice and to discuss ideas. I got into some deep meaningful discussions with several of the lecturers and by the second term I was even asked to give a couple of lectures myself on subjects that I had researched. One afternoon in the second term, after lectures had finished, I had stayed behind to discuss something with the lecturer and left about fifteen minutes later than everyone else. As I walked my bike round to the front of the building I heard a girl's shouts coming from around the corner ahead of me. I rounded the corner and one of the girls from my class, Mel, was shouting into her mobile 'Well fuck you, I wouldn't share a house with you if YOU paid ME you BASTARD!' She reached her arm back to throw her mobile across the road and I said 'You don't really want to do that do you?' She stopped mid swing and turned and glared at me. She recognised me and replied 'I am just so angry! Argghhh!' Then she just deflated and her face crumpled, all her anger burned away. She turned away from me, starting to sob. 'I'm sorry', she said in a choked voice. 'Sorry for what? You haven't done anything to me.' I replied, trying to keep my tone light. 'I don't know. My life is just shit and getting worse...' I said 'Woah Mel! It can't be that bad can it? I never see you without a smile or a laugh, and you are doing okay with the course aren't you?' 'Yeah, that's all that is going okay though. I haven't got a job, my boyfriend just dumped me, that was him on the phone, and he has just ripped me off for two hundred quid.' She said with an air of finality. 'That is not a good situation to be in, why can't you get it back off him?' I said with concern in my voice. 'because...oh it's too long a story' she sighed. I saw how depressed she was, I had never seen her like that. I asked her if she wanted to talk about it. 'Not really...maybe...I don't know. What good will talking about it do?' She asked, looking at me with her sad red lined eyes. 'Sometimes it just helps...' I replied. I could see she was considering the idea 'Come on, let me put my bike back on the rack, there is a decent coffee shop on the parade.' I locked up my bike and as we walked over to the cafe, she started telling me her predicament. 'My now ex-boyfriend runs a music and DVD shop in town, he is cashing in on the students, they buy DVDs, CDs, computer games, books and then when they get bored with them they sell them on. Well he is like a middle man, he buys them for a fixed price and then sells them from his shop. He used to run a market stall, but now he has taken one of the vacant shops in the Broad Street Centre. I was working for him on his stall, not great money but it helped spread my loan. I leant him the money from my loan to help get into the shop , he was going to pay me back over the next couple of months and I'd work more regularly in his shop for more money. And I was going to move in with him...' She started crying again. We got to the coffee shop and she ran her fingers under her eyes and lifted her head as I opened the door for her. We sat at a table and the waitress came over for our order. I ordered a flat white coffee and she ordered a small skinny latte. When the waitress left I asked Mel if she wanted anything to eat. She replied 'I can't afford to eat out for the next few months...if ever.' I smiled and said 'I'll stand you a bit of tea, I really don't want it being paid back. I'm just righting the balance, something good for something bad.' She smiled sadly and said 'Thanks, I am very hungry, I've had two cigarettes since I had a slice of toast this morning.' When the waitress brought our coffees we ordered jacket potatoes, hers with coleslaw and cheese, and mine with Tuna. I asked 'So what went wrong with the plan?' 'He has decided to move the other girl that works for him in with him. She works during the day, she has got a kiddy and she works when the kiddy's at school, I take over in the evenings. I thought there was something going on, he has been making sure she and I didn't meet for the last couple of months. You know, taking her wages round to her on Friday instead of her picking them up after school, that sort of thing.' She said with a rueful smile. I said the guy was an idiot and that she was better off without him. It sounded lame and she gave me a smile that I am sure she would have given her dad if he had given her the "plenty more fish in the sea" chat. At least she smiled, better than 10 minutes earlier. We started chatting about more general things and the food arrived. She attacked hers with enthusiasm and I guessed she probably did not eat particularly well, working in the evenings and spending time with her market stall boyfriend. I took a closer look at her as she ate, she was very slim, even skinny, you could clearly see the bones in the back of her hands. She was about 5' 5", shoulder length auburn hair, thick and falling in soft curls that framed her pretty features. Her eyes were very dark, almost black, something I noticed when I first saw her, it made her look like her pupils were dilated. She was very pretty, she just needed more flesh on her and she would be beautiful, just a little young for me, she must have only been 18, 19 at most. We finished eating and I asked if she wanted anything else. 'Are you still treating me?' she asked with a twinkle in her eye. I smiled and said 'Yes I am.' 'In that case I would love one of the apple slices they do here please.' I called the waitress over and ordered desert for Mel and more coffees for both of us. Mel asked 'So what's your story, why are you here? You must be a teacher.' I smiled and said 'I'm just interested in history.' She gave a look of suspicion and said 'You can't be doing this just for fun. Especially the way you are doing it, some of the class would rather go to you than the lecturer, you explain things better. You are so a teacher, the way you gave those lectures.' 'Really I'm not, I'm just into history. I was an engineering consultant in another life, so I'm used to holding meetings and giving CPD lectures and that sort of thing.' 'What's CPD?' 'Continuous professional development. I used to lecture on sustainability and safety and design of high voltage electrical installations. Probably all a bit boring for you.' I smiled. 'A consultant? You must be rich then, consultants make loads of money. You must have lots if you can afford to take time off to do this just 'coz you are interested.' I smiled again and said 'I've done okay.' 'Where do you live?' She asked 'You're not from around here and you don't live in halls like the rest of us newbies.' 'I used to live in Kent, but now I've got a place about five miles away.' I replied, wondering where this was going. 'Rented? I really want to get out of halls. I couldn't wait to move in with Mark.' 'I didn't think you could move out in the first year.' I said 'You aren't supposed to and you have to carry on paying for accommodation, but loads of people move out early to make sure they get somewhere. I won't get out this year now, and I don't know how I'm going to be able to live now that I am £200 pounds short.' Her eyes began to fill with tears again. I didn't want her to start crying again so I asked 'Do you want me to go with you to see this Mark? Ask for your money back...' 'He hasn't got it, and I believe him, he paid rent on the new shop and bought racks and a till and stuff.' She sat looking into her empty coffee cup and I watched her thinking about her future. Finally she said 'I don't want to go back onto campus yet. I might go into town and walk a bit. Do you want to come?' I considered her offer and said 'I was only going to spend time in the gym, what the hell, let's go for a walk and a drink.' I dropped some notes on the table to cover the food and drink and a tip and we stood to leave. We walked toward town and had a drink in every pub and bar on the way, by the time nine pm came and went we were both giggling at everything and hanging on to one another as we staggered to the next bar. She stumbled and hung onto my arm tighter to stop herself from falling. She giggled 'I'm very drunk, I hope you aren't going to try to take ashvantage of a poor drunk girl.' And she laughed like that was the most hilarious thing she'd heard. 'Course I wouldn't, why would I do that?' I said as I hoisted her up again. 'You are very sweet.' She said 'you bought me dinner and drinks even though I haven't got any money to pay you back.' She tried to kiss me on the cheek and nearly stumbled again, which started her laughing again. We had another drink each in the next pub, we'd had enough beer and by now she was on Jack Daniels and Coke, I was on Glenfiddich with ice and water. She finished her drink and said 'I need the loo' and stood up and nearly fell into my lap, banging into the table spilling several drinks in the process. There were several students at the table and one of them said 'get your fucking girlfriend under control Granddad.' Mel laughed and said 'yeah Granddad get your fucking girlfriend under control' and tottered off to the toilet. I got my wallet out and gave the guy with the mouth £20 to replace the spilt drinks and went to make sure Mel did not cause any more chaos on the way to or from the toilet. She came out with an inane grin and said 'get me another drink Alex, honey.' I looked at her twisted jeans and the smeared lipstick she had obviously tried to apply and said I would get her back to the campus. She pulled a face but didn't argue and she grabbed my arm as I guided her to the exit and the nearest taxi rank. We got outside and the fresh air hit me like a sledge hammer. I had done some serious drinking over the last couple of years, but not much in the past six months and I had lost count of the whiskeys that I had drunk that night. I staggered and managed to keep myself upright by sheer force of will. Mel on the other hand was not so fortunate, her hand slipped from my arm and she collapsed in a heap on the floor. I bent to pick her up and nearly joined her. I managed to stand her up. We headed for the taxi with Mel doing a good impression of a piece of string. We got to the taxi rank and headed for the first cab in the queue. The driver was leaning against the cab door as we approached with me almost carrying the limp form of Mel, her head against my shoulder and her mop of hair over her face. The cab driver took one look at us and said 'You or her throw up in my cab and it is £100 to have it cleaned mate.' I nodded and struggled getting Mel onto the back seat, the driver watched me struggle and did not help at all. I got in the other side and he asked 'Where to mate?' 'The University' I slurred. He looked at me waiting. I looked back at him wondering why he was not going anywhere. Finally he said 'Campus? Gate? A halls of residence?' I looked at the supine form of Mel on the seat next to me and said 'Mel, what halls are you in? Mel, Mel.' There was no response apart from a loud snorting snore. I tried to get my head to work. Get to the Whiteknights gate and hope someone recognised her? There were 14,000 students on campus, unlikely. Put her in a hotel room? She would wake up on her own in a strange room, not good. Back to mine it was then. I gave the driver my address and he set off shaking his head. I got Mel out of the cab and held her against my hip as I paid the cab driver with a healthy tip for his troubles. I manhandled her almost unconscious form into the house, up the two flights of stairs in the stairwell and into one of the guest bedrooms. I managed to pull the covers back then laid her gently in the bed, turned her into the recovery position so she wouldn't choke if she vomited, pulled off her shoes, a pair off canvas pumps that had seen better days, considered getting her skirt and top off and decided against it, and then covered her with the quilt. I headed for the kitchen and a glass of fruit juice and a slice of toast then I had a shower and crawled into my own bed. It was only 10:30 pm. I remembered that the first and only lecture tomorrow was not until two and set the alarm for 08:30 before turning over and falling into a very deep sleep. Chapter 3 – Hangover Cures The alarm woke me to a splitting headache and way too much light coming in through the curtains I had forgotten to close the night before. I crawled out of bed into the shower then still wet I went down to the pool via the guest room, where I checked Mel was okay and still asleep, and the fridge for a carton of fresh orange juice. I took several mouthfuls of cold, sweet orange juice and dived into the pool and did thirty hard lengths, all the while telling myself what an idiot I had been. I got out of the pool, dried myself and put on my robe and went to make coffee and make some eggs on toast. I was half way through my second cup of coffee when Mel appeared in a guest robe rubbing her hair with a towel. She had obviously found the en-suite bathroom okay. She had wondered from the dining room rather than the hall so that meant she had wondered through the ground floor to get to the kitchen. She was looking around at everything before she saw me and gave me a big smile. 'Nice place!' she remarked. 'Uh huh, want coffee? Toast? Eggs?' I asked. 'Mmm, that would be great.' She said, still wondering round the kitchen looking at everything. 'Who else lives here?' 'Just me.' I said. She looked at me with wide eyes. 'How much does this cost to rent a month?' 'Not rented...its mine.' 'No way!' she exclaimed. I shrugged 'Way.' I handed her a coffee and put bread in the toaster. I put a couple of eggs into poach in boiling water. Mel slipped onto a stool at the breakfast bar and looked at me with big eyes over the top of her cup. 'Nice coffee' she said. 'Thanks, I have it blended for me. You can have the mix if you want.' 'I'd rather just come here and drink yours.' She replied with a little smile on her face. I didn't reply as I buttered her toast and placed the eggs on top. I handed her the plate and cutlery and she asked 'Don't suppose you have tomato ketchup do you?' I smiled and said 'Sorry. I can do you tomatoes if you want.' 'Mm, okay.' I passed her two plum tomatoes from the crisper in the fridge. 'They're already washed, I wash them before I put them in the fridge.' She smiled and shook her head. She ate in silence for a few minutes then she said 'Don't suppose you need a cleaner do you? I'd offer to be cook and cleaner but you'd be dead in a week. I bet you cook really well anyway.' The Arrangement Pt. 01 I smiled and said no, I did not need a cleaner. Or a cook. 'There must be something you need doing round here. It's a big place to be in your own.' 'I'll think about it.' I said seriously. 'Do you have a girlfriend?' 'No, I don't.' 'Are you gay? I don't mind if you are, but I don't think you are, I have pretty good Gaydar.' 'No, I'm not gay.' I laughed. She looked into my eyes and those dark, dark, eyes made me catch my breath. I was leaning against the breakfast counter opposite her and I was very aware that she nothing on under the robe she wore. My cock gave an involuntary jerk. 'Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?' she said quietly. 'Yes' I whispered. She slid her plate to one side and leant over the narrow counter and our lips gently met. 'Thank you for last night.' She said. 'For a few drinks and a jacket potato?' I asked. 'No, for listening to me and looking after me. For being sweet and nice. I know you fancy me, but I also know you won't do anything about it. Well I think I want you to.' I thought 'what the hell' and went round the counter and we kissed. She opened her legs as she sat on the stool and I pressed my body against hers as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. She pulled the belt of her robe open and then she did the same for mine. I pulled away from her slightly so that we could open our robes then we were skin against skin, my hard cock pressed against her belly as we kissed and our tongues danced in each other's mouths. She squeezed her hand between us and put her fingers round my cock and said with a smile 'Mmm, you are hard...and that's a nice size.' She moved her hand up and down, stroking me and rubbing my glans around her pussy lips, I could smell her musk and I could feel that she was already wet by the way my cock was slipping around. She placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy and said into my ear 'In you go big boy, you know you want to.' I pushed and slid my very hard seven inches most of the way into her. I pulled out and pushed again, this time I slid into the hilt and I could feel the stool against my balls. She groaned and buried her head against my shoulder, kissing the sensitive skin there. I turned to look at her and our eyes met, her head a little to one side and a smile on her face 'That feels good doesn't it?' She asked. 'Very' I replied as I slowly moved in and out of her, nearly all the way out then back in all the way. She looked down at my cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy and I looked too. I could see the shiny wetness of her juices coating my cock as I pulled out then slid back into her. She looked back up into my eyes and said 'looks fucking fantastic, your cock sliding into me like that. I want you to make me cum and then fill my pussy up with your spunk.' Her dirty talk was having an effect on both of us and I speeded up my thrusts as I plunged in and out of her. She was very wet now and there was a loud slurping noise as I fucked her hard. I put my hand down between our bodies and got my thumb to her clitoris, rubbing it as we fucked. She gasped and her head went back as she wrapped her legs round my waist. 'Oh fuck yes! Play with my clit while you fuck me! Oh yes, you're making me cum!' Her body spasmed and I felt wetness run down my legs as I plunged in and out of her. Then my juices were joining hers and with every thrust I deposited another load into her soaking pussy. 'Fuck that was good!' she exclaimed. 'I always feel horny when I have had a drink. And that is a great way to get over a hangover.' I got my breath back, my softening erection still inside her. 'That was good. I already went for a swim to get rid of my hangover, but that was much better' I said with a smile. 'Don't tell me you have swimming pool! Jeez are you a fucking millionaire?' She said looking at me with her eyes wide. 'I do okay.' I said cryptically 'You are one dark horse, I thought you were a bit of a geek, a teacher or whatever. It turns out you are like some secret millionaire with a mansion and a body like some greek god.' At that moment my now soft cock slipped from her wet pussy and we both looked down. 'God, look at your six pack.' she said as she ran her fingers over my stomach then further down to touch my soft cock and then to cup my balls in her hand. 'Have you got anything left in there for a girl or is that it for now?' she asked with a raised eyebrow. My cock started to stiffen again and I put my hands on her tits and teased her nipples between my thumb and finger so that they became rock hard. She moaned as I kissed her. I put my hand behind her neck and leaned her back so I could kiss her tits and suck her nipples. She could not hold my balls like that so she changed to sliding her fingers up and down my still wet and hardening shaft, all the while making little moaning sounds. I decided it was my turn to be in control so I gently pulled her down off the stool and turned her round. She raised an eyebrow with a little smile but she knew what I was thinking and bent over the stool with her legs apart and looked back over her shoulder. I knelt behind her and ran my tongue between her prominent pussy lips and she shuddered and moaned her pleasure. I slipped two fingers deep into her and played with her clit with my other hand. I turned my hand over so I would stroke the upper part of her then the turned it again to rub lower side, all the time rubbing her protruding clit. She was moving her hips and her legs kept threatening to give way and her groans were getting louder. She gasped 'Fuck, I don't know what you are doing back there but don't fuckin' stop. God, I'm going to come again.' After another few thrusts she was coming all over my hand, squirting clear liquid up my arm and splashing on my face. Her legs gave way and she moaned as I managed to get a hand under her to hold her and keep on thrusting. I slowed my hand, and slowly withdrew my fingers from her soaking pussy then I stood behind her and held onto her hips as I slipped my now aching erection inside her. She was almost limp, leaning over the stool, she was saying 'Fuck, that's so good' over and over. I got into a rhythm and she stopped talking, just moaned quietly as I thrust into her. I bent over and reached for her tits as I thrust in and out, she had to lift herself off the stool slightly so could I squeeze them and roll her nipples in my fingers. Her head drooped forward and she moved backwards and forwards as I slid in and out of her. I said 'Play with your clit while I fuck you.' She moaned and said 'I don't think I can' but she shifted her weight onto one arm and reached under her to rub her clit. I could feel her nails touch my cock as she moved her fingers and it turned me on even more. I could feel my orgasm approaching but it felt so good fucking her that I slowed my thrusts down to make it last. I could feel Mel still rubbing her clit as I slowly slid in and out of her. Her breaths were ragged and she gasped 'Fuck me Alex, don't stop, I'm going to cum again and I want to feel your spunk squirting inside me.' That did it for me and I thrust hard into her again and again as I emptied my seed into her over and over. She came with me saying 'yes, yes, fuck me Alex, give me your cum.' I pulled out of her and turned her into my arms so I could kiss her. She was almost as loose limbed as the previous night and I was not much better but she turned her face to mine and returned the kiss. Our kiss ended and we just held each other while our hearts slowed. She said softly 'Mmm, I can feel your cum dripping out of my pussy onto my foot. That was a great fuck.' I smiled at her and said 'It was, though very unexpected.' She said 'I didn't intend to fuck you, but you are quite hot. A couple of the girls and one of the boys in the class said they wouldn't kick you out of bed. But you never go to any of the parties or even go for a drink in any of the student bars.' 'Well I don't really fit in do I? I'm closer in age to the lecturers. That first day I felt so old and I don't ever think of myself as older than, say, 25. Someone thought I was the lecturer and started to introduce themselves to me.' She laughed 'That was me! I thought "oh god, a lecturer trying to look like one of the class!" But I do generally like older guys. Mark is 29, 30 this year.' She gave a wicked grin 'he's not as hot as you though, you've got a great body. Love your abs and arms.' I said 'Thanks, I try to look after myself.' She said 'Hello, it's at this point you are supposed to compliment me on something. I know you're a man and a fuck is a fuck but there must be something about me you like.' I laughed and said 'You're what? 19? You are perfect all over, beautiful face, great legs, great tits and you know it! You are just fishing for compliments. You are a bit too skinny for my usual tastes though before you get too big headed!' 'As if there is a chance of that happening. I know I'm a bit on the skinny side, I've been away from Mum's cooking for over half a year and I'm a crap cook and so was Mark. You could offer to feed me up a bit.' She giggled and said 'but I think we could end up burning more calories than I ate if the last half hour was anything to go by. 'I'm starving again now, I didn't finish the breakfast you made me. And I could kill for a cigarette, you don't smoke do you? No course you don't.' I didn't even bother to answer the question as she had answered it for me. I asked 'Do you want some more toast and coffee?' as I went to do up my robe. 'Don't close your robe, it looks sexy like that, and yes please.' She sat back on the stool with her own robe open watching me as I made her some more breakfast. She took the one whole tomato that was left on her plate and bit into, sucking on the juice. She had a little half smile on her face as she ate, I kept looking up at her, our eyes meeting. I handed a plate with a couple of slices of buttered toast and a cup of coffee to her and we chatted about our families and where we were from. She was the youngest of three, with a sister and a brother, her parents still lived in a village near Leicester where she had been born and grown up. Her brother was in Australia, a manager for a mobile phone company and her sister, the eldest of the three was married with two kids and living in Watford. I told her I had married when I was 25 but divorced six years later, no children, too busy, that my ex had remarried and moved to Glasgow and I had heard that she now had two kids but I hadn't seen her for years. 'Why did you split up?' She asked. I sighed 'She had an affair. I guess I didn't pay her enough attention; I was working hard, a partner in a private practice, working all over the country and in Dubai. Alison got a good job with a city broker's, all brash young city types flashing their cash and constant partying. She started getting home later and later, out socialising with her colleagues. Then one night she didn't come home at all and alarm bells rang so I faced her over it and it all came out. She asked for the divorce, but only because she beat me too it.' 'It doesn't sound like it was your fault.' She said 'Sounds like it was almost inevitable if she was that kind of girl.' 'I often wonder what would have happened if I had not been so busy, spent more time with her, maybe even started a family, which she wanted at some point. The opportunity for an affair might not have presented itself, we might still be together.' 'You can't live on "what ifs", you can only live for now. Who knows what might have happened, you might have had kiddies and you might still have broken up, that would have been even worse.' 'Such a wise head on young shoulders'. I said with a smile. 'Don't take the piss, a black eye wouldn't suit you!' She said, laughing. 'I'm going to get dressed and go back the halls to get some clean clothes before the lecture this afternoon.' She headed for the door while I loaded the dirty plates in the dish washer. 'See, you need a cleaner.' She threw back over her shoulder as she walked through the doorway. I got dressed and was just putting my shoes on in the hall when Mel came down the stairs dressed and ready to go. I said 'I'll call a cab, shouldn't take too long.' 'Do you get a cab for everywhere you go? Haven't you heard of busses?' 'We can get the bus if you want, the bus stop is just round the corner, I normally cycle everywhere.' I replied. Chapter 4 – The proposal We went out and stood at the bus stop. She shyly slipped her hand round my arm and smiled at me as I turned to look at her, I smiled back and she reached up to kiss me, just a quick gentle kiss on the lips. We stood there for a while as we waited for the bus then she said 'I've got a...well a proposal I suppose you'd call it.' 'Go on' I said. 'Well you don't need a cleaner or a cook. And I get the impression you think I'm a bit young to be your squeeze, but you obviously enjoyed fucking with me.' She hesitated, looking at me, looking a bit nervous now. 'I could be your live in lover, just while we're here at uni.' She suggested, and then she rushed on. 'I thought about it while I was getting dressed. I could stay with you in the house rent free, in one of the guest rooms and if you wanted sex, a quick fuck or a blow job you could give me a call and I could be there and do it for you.' I looked at her like she was mad, but I could definitely see the appeal. 'No, that was a stupid idea.' She said 'forget I ever said it, it was just me voicing a stupid fantasy. God, I feel stupid now, sorry.' 'Actually, after the initial shock, I was coming round to the idea. Should I forget it?' 'Really?' She said with a surprised little smile. 'We could give it a go, see where it goes, you know a trial period.' I thought about it, coming up with some ideas of my own. 'We'd have to do it properly, set up some rules about what we could and couldn't do.' 'How do you mean?' She asked. 'Well what about if I want more than you are willing to do. I do go through periods when I spend whole days horny as hell, you may not want to do something about it and then it could all go wrong.' 'I find that very unlikely,' she said with a wicked smile 'but I see what you mean. Well perhaps you could write something up and we'll go through it and we'll see where it goes' 'I've got a better idea' I said with a smile. 'I'll write a job specification, then we can have a job interview and if you are successful we can both sign a contract of employment.' She looked at me with her mouth open in mock shock and put her hands her hips for a moment but with a smile on her face, I could see she was going with this role play. 'Wasn't this morning a good enough interview' she asked. 'I never employ someone without a second interview. Though I might waive requesting references in this instance.' 'Oh my god!' she said with her mouth open again. Then she put on a show of composing herself, smoothing down her skirt and folding her arms. 'Okay and when do you propose this interview?' She asked. 'I'll get a job specification and a contract written this evening, we have lectures tomorrow until 12:30pm, shall we say tomorrow afternoon at 3:30pm?' 'I think that would be a suitable time.' she said The bus arrived and we got on, the role play over for then. The bus was full, mainly pensioners but with a few young mums with prams. We couldn't get to the seats without scrambling past prams so we stood in the wheelchair area. I grabbed a rail above me and Mel put her arm round me. We looked into each other's eyes and smiled at each other. Something caught my eye and I looked a bit lower down than her face and I realised that I could see Mel's erect nipple proudly prodding at her top. She saw where I was looking and turned into me so that no one else could see. She reached her head up to say something and I lowered my head so she could whisper. 'I didn't want to put yesterday's underwear back on and I can't stop thinking about tomorrow now. I'm a bit wet too!' And I felt her move as she squeezed her thighs together. As we were pressed together she felt my awakening erection pressing against her and she smiled and said 'Mmmm.' I had to think very hard about the afternoon's lecture subject in order to not be very uncomfortable and embarrassed when we got off the bus but the movement of the bus and Mel's body made it very difficult! When we got to the campus I went to La Dolce, the campus coffee shop and waited for Mel to return from her halls of residence before ordering coffees. She joined me at the table outside. I could see she had a bra on now. She opened a new packet of 10 cigarettes and I went and got the coffees. We sat and chatted comfortably for half an hour until we had to make our way to the lecture hall, we did not mention the arrangements for the next day again. We wanted to be able to concentrate on the upcoming lecture. On the way to the lecture I asked Mel which halls of Residence she was in. She told me she was in Room 11 Penn Block and I made a note of that on my phone. I didn't want to deliver to the wrong address! That night I got home and wrote the Job Description and Contract of Employment and placed the Job Description in an envelope marked Private and Confidential and cycled back to Penn Block and pushed it under Mel's door. At 11:00 pm I got a text that just said 'OMG!' and I smiled and wondered what her reaction was and if I had gone too far. Job Description Position – Live in Lover (LiL) Roles and Responsibilities: 1. Provide full sexual satisfaction as and when required to Alex Marshall within the framework of the Contract of Employment. 2. These duties will include: a. All types of kissing, in public and private. b. Giving and receiving of furtive and judicious touching and fondling in public. c. Providing visual stimulation by playing with and masturbating yourself with fingers and/or sex toys (provided by employer) d. Dressing up and showing off in lingerie and sexy clothing (provided by employer) This may involve erotic/pole dancing e. Role play. f. Fucking.* g. Giving and receiving oral sex.† h. Mammarial sex (Hereafter referred to as 'tit fucking')‡ i. Masturbating employer (Hereafter referred to as 'hand job') j. Anything else mutually agreed to and deemed appropriate to the position of LiL. *This refers to vaginal sex in many different sexual positions and may include many positions in one session. For the definition of 'session' see note in 'limitations' section below. †Giving oral sex – it is deemed 'normal' during oral sex for the semen to be swallowed. If this is not acceptable this must be raised during interview and agreed on prior to employment commencing. i.e. swallowing may be unacceptable but cumming in the mouth and then semen spat out OR receiving semen over the face (a 'facial') and breasts may be acceptable. ‡Mammarial sex – it is deemed 'normal' during tit fucking for the semen to deposited over the breasts and nipples. 3. Limitations: a. A 'session' will be deemed to be providing services 2c - 2h above. A session will not exceed 2 hours and there will be a break of at least 30 minutes between sessions unless agreed otherwise by the LiL and the Employer. e.g. a long slow session may be very enjoyable and neither party may want to stop until a mutually acceptable time. If, however, EITHER party want to stop then the other must abide by this limitation. b. Any position that is or becomes painful or uncomfortable may be stopped at the request of either party. c. Anything that is deemed demeaning or abusive by either party. d. If external issues or workload becomes unmanageable by either party then a mutually agreed break may be taken from the role. In this instance it is required to set a date/time when normal service is to resume. The Arrangement Pt. 01 e. Any health related issue. 4. Items to be agreed at interview (to be included in the Contract of Employment prior to signing and issue) a. Anal sex – whether this is an acceptable activity to either party b. Birth control – Method and guarantees c. Other partners i. It is a requirement of this role that the LiL does not partake in any kind of sex act with any other male for the duration of the contract. This is a 'deal breaker' and the contract will be cancelled with immediate effect in this situation. ii. The Employer undertakes to guarantee not to partake in any kind of sex act with a third party for the duration of this contract unless iii. A third party female sex partner may be invited by BOTH parties if it is mutually agreed beforehand. Contract of Employment Between Alexander Marshall (Employer) and Melanie Etheridge (LiL) There will be a one month probationary period for this role to ensure that both parties are comfortable with the roles and responsibilities. There will be an appraisal at the end of 3 months continuous employment and at 12 months employment. The contract is to provide services as per the Job Specification and is for the duration of the degree course at University of Reading. There is an option for either party to request an extension to the contract at the end of the course while post grad employment options are considered. Although the other party must undertake to consider the extension it is not mandatory to accept. The services will be delivered under the following guidelines: Number of sessions: 21 sessions per week at any time of day or night, workload notwithstanding. A maximum of 5 sessions in any 24 hour period. As the LiL you have control of 5 of the sessions per week with a maximum of one per day. During the LiL session you are able to request the position or action you want. e.g. have oral sex performed on you until you orgasm or be fucked in a certain position or positions until orgasm. During the LiL session it is still a requirement that the Employer reaches orgasm but you have control where the semen is deposited (within reason.) Hand jobs – these are excluded from the sessions and may be requested at any time. Remuneration Package: * All university fees paid * Up to £5000 pa clothing/lingerie allowance (all items to be chosen with and bought by the employer) * £50 per week cash (To be reviewed after 3 months and 12 months) * Free accommodation, food, drink and cigarettes * Free health insurance * Free dental care * Free use of pool, gymnasium and hot tub * Free use of personal car including insurance, fuel, servicing and incidental costs (Nissan Micra) Holidays: Up to 28 days holiday including bank holidays to be booked with as much advanced notice as possible. Chapter 5 – The Interview I got back to the house at about 1:00 pm and set up the office to carry out an interview, moving the desk away from the wall and turning to face the door and placing one of the dining room chairs in front of the desk. I then made myself some lunch and a drink and waited nervously for Mel to arrive. I was certain she would come, but I was a little nervous about her reaction. Mel arrived at 3:15, looking a little flustered, nervous and excited. I kissed her quite formally on the cheek and she took off her coat and I took it from her to hang on the hall stand. I turned to look at her; I could see she had made a real effort getting ready. She had on a white blouse top in a semi-sheer material that you could just see her black push up bra through, the three top buttons were undone showing her perfect cleavage. Below her blouse she wore a black skirt, nicely shaped and coming half way down her thighs, very classy and not at all tarty, she had black stockings or tights (my imagination said stockings) and a pair of black shoes with 4" stiletto heels. Her hair was up and clipped at the back with a big brown clip with a few stray wisps curled either side of her face. She wore a little makeup, again not tarty. It is as if she had looked into my mind and chosen exactly how she should get dressed, she looked absolutely gorgeous. I filed the image under 'never forget this day' and asked her to come upstairs to the office. I opened the door for her and asked her to take a seat. I asked 'Would you like a drink?' 'Ermm...yes please.' 'Jack Daniels and Coke isn't it? Or would you prefer a soft drink?' 'Oh, err...no JD and Coke would be lovely, thank you.' She replied. I poured her a healthy measure of Jack Daniels, added ice from the little fridge built into the office furniture and opened a miniature Coke and put them on the desk in front of her. She said thank you very formally, sitting with her hands in her lap. As an afterthought I put an ashtray next to the glass then turned back and poured myself a Glenlivet, added ice and went to my seat opposite her. I said 'Thank you for coming, I must say our last meeting went very well and I think you would be very good in the position of live in lover. I understand you received the job description last night, I was wondering what you felt about the role now you have a bit more detail about what the role entails.' She cleared her throat and said 'Well...' I interrupted her 'Feel free to smoke if you want to.' 'Thank you.' She reached for her bag and took out a cigarette and lit it, reached for her drink and sat back. 'As I was about to say, when I first read the Job Description I was a little shocked, but I realised that none of the duties were onerous, in fact far from it, they're all tasks that I thoroughly enjoy and I think I could really love the job, I think you would find all my work to your satisfaction.' 'Well that is good news. I have produced a Contract of Employment which includes the suggested remuneration package.' I passed her the contract and she took it from me, tapped the ash from her cigarette, put it to her lips and took a long inhale then put in the ashtray and started to read the contract. She nodded as she read, then she paused as she read the section on the sessions, weighing things up. She carried on reading, then she froze and after a good few seconds she finally looked up at me with wide eyes. 'That seems very generous.' She said. 'I do like to look after my staff.' I replied. 'Not having to worry about money means they can work without distractions. Both academically and in the role of we are discussing here' 'Uh huh...I can see that.' 'Do you have any questions about the offer?' I asked. 'Ermm, no I don't think so.' She replied. I could see she had not expected what I was offering and was put off her stride a little. 'There are a few other things that I would like to discuss with you if you don't mind, I mentioned some of the specifics in the two documents you have but there are a couple of things that I need to find out. What are your clothing sizes?' She visibly pulled herself together and looked at me. 'I'm a 32C or D cup, depending on the bra, 24 waist, 35 hips, a UK size 8, that's now, but I prefer being a size 10, which hopefully I will be if I get this job.' She smiled and leaned forward slightly to watch what I wrote on my pad, which immediately showed me her cleavage and put me off what I was writing. She put the papers on the desk took her cigarette from the ashtray and tapped the ash off and then sat back again drawing on her cigarette. 'Now, sleeping arrangements, I would like it if you would share my bed, however, as you know there are guest rooms. What would be your preference?' 'My first choice would be in your bed, thank you.' 'Thank you. The next thing is holiday and travel. I spend quite a bit of my spare time travelling abroad and in the UK. Now I have given you 28 days leave, but I would also like it if you would accompany me when I travel, which of course is a bit of a conundrum because I would still require your services even though you would technically be on holiday. I would appreciate your thoughts on the matter.' She took a last draw on her cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray while she thought. 'How about,' she suggested 'while we are abroad we class some of it as my holiday, but we treat it as a normal couple together, just having whatever type of sex we want whenever we want to.' I nodded 'Good idea, I can see that working okay.' I made a note to be added to the contract. It was what I was hoping she would say. 'The next thing I would like to know are your views on is pornography.' I looked at her as she thought about the question. She took a sip of her drink then said 'I enjoy watching porn, especially if I'm with a man, though I don't like the really hardcore stuff, you know animals and pretend rapes and that sort of thing. I like it when it's like the actors are obviously enjoying it.' I nodded 'That's good, very much the same as my tastes, thank you' and made a note. 'On to the next issue, item 4b on the Job Description, what are your views on anal sex?' I enquired. 'I haven't tried it, I could imagine it might be uncomfortable, but I am willing to give it a go. Do you like it then?' 'I've not tried it either but I think I would like to. I'll put it down as a possible option if we are both ready.' I wrote on the pad. 'Now, birth control, I must admit that I assume that you are taking some type of contraception.' 'Yes I have an implant in my arm.' She replied. 'Excellent, I have heard that is a very good method of contraception.' 'Now I would like to draw your attention to item 2g in the Job Description.' She took the paperwork off the desk and finished her drink. 'Would you like another drink?' I asked. 'Thank you, same again please.' I refreshed both our glasses. I was definitely relaxing, and I could see Mel was as well, there was a little flush of pink round her neck that wasn't there when she came in. She lit another cigarette and as I sat down I saw her squirm on her seat, squeezing her thighs together. I remembered the bus the day before and thought 'this is really turning her on.' 'Right, item 2g, what are your thoughts on that?' 'Oh, I swallow every time. I really don't mind any of those three options, but getting cum in my eye stings a bit and I might have to rush off to the bathroom if that happens.' She smiled sweetly and my cock went from semi hard, which it had been from when Mel came in, to rigid in the blink of an eye and it was my turn to adjust the way I was sitting. I made a note. 'Well that almost concludes the interview, there is just one more thing I would like you to do before we finish. Yesterday we enjoyed some great fucking in the kitchen, and I certainly don't have any complaints there, but I would like to know what your oral skills are like. If you could just come round to this side of the desk and give me a blow job...Actually I will come round to you.' I went round the desk and propped myself up against the edge of it with my feet on the floor either side of Mel's chair. Mel stubbed out her cigarette, took a small ice cube into mouth from her drink and put her glass on the desk, she reached for my belt, looking into my eyes with a small coy smile on her face that made my heart melt and my cock ache. She got my belt open and opened my jeans buttons and pulled my jeans and pants down. My cock leapt out at her like a coiled spring and she held it and ran her ice cold tongue round my glans. I groaned and how I didn't cum right then I don't know to this day. I felt a large drop of pre-cum squeeze through the slit, she saw it and looked back up into my eyes as she licked it off with the tip of her tongue. She opened her mouth and slid her cold mouth slowly down my shaft, deep throating me and going almost to the hilt. I groaned again, it was so good! I saw her squirm on her chair and I said, 'Finger yourself while you go down on me.' She opened her legs more and slid to the front of the chair and reached down with her right hand. Her eyes lids fluttered, but her eyes still locked onto mine. She started moving her head up and down my shaft and I could see her shoulder move at the same rhythm as she rubbed herself. I got a waft of her sweet musk and it went straight to my cock, it felt like it grew another half inch in her now hot mouth. I could hear her fingers slurping in and out of her pussy and she was having problems concentrating on both tasks, sometimes her mouth moving, sometimes her hand. Her eyes were closed now. I said 'Get yourself off, just keep my cock in your mouth.' She groaned and stopped moving her head and concentrated on her pussy. Her breath came in gasps through her nose. She had about an inch of my cock in my mouth, her lips clamped just behind the glans and she was holding the bass of it in her left hand. She let go of my cock with her hand and reached for mine to place it on my cock and she moved it back and forth, I got the idea and started stroking my cock. She put her left hand on my thigh to hold her position as she leaned forward fingering her pussy and clit. She started to groan and the vibrations through my hard cock felt so good. Little spasms passed through her and then she started cumming, I could feel her spray hit my legs just above where my trousers were bunched round my shins. It was all I needed to get me off and I released load after load of cum into her hot mouth. She pushed against my thigh and leaned back on the chair, her legs wide apart, her panties pushed to one side and her pussy glistening in the afternoon sun coming through the window beside me. She opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled, she was breathing heavily, and so was I. I reached down and pulled my pants and jeans back up, doing them up as I went back to my seat. They were wet in patches from her cum. I'd only ever seen girls who came like that in porn movies and I had not been convinced it was not just urinating, but now I had firsthand experience of it and I loved it. There was no way that Mel could ever fake an orgasm! I sat down and got my breath back and said 'Miss Etheridge, I think that concludes the interview and after that wonderful blow job I am very happy to offer you the position of my live in lover. Have you got any questions you'd like to ask me regarding the position?' She smiled at me and then said with an enquiring look 'When can I start?' The Arrangement Pt. 02 Chapter 1. New Employee Induction I looked at Mel across the desk from me; she was leaning back in the chair with a little smile on her face. I considered her question regarding when she could start for a moment and replied 'Now is good for me. Do you have any plans for the rest of the afternoon?' 'Nothing' she said 'I was hoping you could give me some things to do as you are my new boss.' 'Perhaps I could give you a slow tour of the house, take our time in each room, show you the sleeping arrangements? Perhaps we could go out for dinner somewhere and celebrate your new position?' 'Mmm, that sounds great.' She replied 'Although I was hoping there might be a few positions to celebrate.' I laughed at her innuendo and asked 'Is there anything you need from your room on campus? We could go over there on our way out for dinner...' 'No hurry, come on show me round.' I offered my hand and she took it and stood up. She gave me a lovely bright smile and I could tell she was excited. 'And I have to say, you look absolutely gorgeous, I love that outfit, it really suits you.' 'Why, thank you sir, I hoped you'd like it.' Out in the corridor I turned left and said 'This room on the left you know, it is the room you slept in the night before last.' 'The next two rooms are guest rooms with en-suite.' I said. I opened the first door and let her look in. She let go of my hand and wondered around saying 'Very nice.' She turned to me and I put my arms round her and she lifted her head for me to kiss her lips, putting her arms around my neck. We kissed for a long time, our tongues entwining and teasing, hands exploring. I pulled her body against mine, letting her feel my awakening erection pressing against her. We broke for air and she smiled and said 'I'm liking this room already.' I said 'wait until you see the next room.' She walked out of the room ahead of me, smiling over her shoulder as she left. When we got to the next room she did not even bother to look around, just turned into my arms and we kissed. I started to undo the buttons of her blouse and she said 'Mmm, I see what you mean about this room' With her blouse open I pulled it out of the waist band of her skirt and I put my hands round her back, running them over her soft bare skin and pulling her against me. I reached for the catch of her bra and undid it, then ran my hands under her bra strap and back around under her bra until I had her tits in my hand and her nipples between the vee of my thumb and forefinger. I squeezed gently and her eyes fluttered and she gasped. 'How many more rooms are there?' She asked breathily. 'A few' I replied, 'the gym next.' 'The gym? Are you going to have a work out then?' She asked innocently. 'I think I might. You aren't in a rush are you?' I responded. 'Not at all, please take as much time as you like. I would like to see you work out. See your big muscle, sorry, I mean muscles. Can I touch them?' 'I'd like that, are you any good at massages?' As we spoke she did that thing with her bra straps that women do so that her bra came out of the sleeve her blouse, leaving her gorgeous pert tits bare and begging to be kissed. I leaned forward and sucked her left nipple into my mouth and gently squeezed her right breast with my fingers. She moaned and then said 'Err...' She was having a little trouble concentrating now 'I would love to give you a massage. Mmm, that's so good. You can tell me if I'm any good or not. Perhaps you could tell me what to do. Some "on the job training".' I reluctantly stood up from kissing her beautiful nipples, now hard nubs sticking out from her dusky pink areola like pebbles on a beach, glistening from the wetness of my mouth. I could see she was proud of them, brazenly standing there for me to admire them. I said 'You are so beautiful and you really know how to turn me on.' 'Uh huh...and how turned on are you?' She asked and reached out and put her hand against my aching cock, running her fingers along the straining material of my trousers. 'Hmm, very horny! You must be very uncomfortable like that, let me help you out.' She undid my jeans buttons and struggled freeing my cock from under my waist band and past my boxers, but once she did it was a lot less uncomfortable. The end of my cock was shiny with pre-cum and she leant forward and put my glans in her mouth, swirling her hot tongue around it. I reached down and caressed her breast and nipple as she licked and stroked my iron hard cock. 'I want that inside me so much.' She said, 'I'm so turned on and wet.' I took her hand and led her out of the bedroom and through into the gym. In the gym I reached my arms round her and felt for the zip of her skirt, she reached for my belt and, laughing because we kept getting each other's way, we finally got them open and pushed them and our underwear down to the floor. I pulled my tee shirt over my head and stood and looked at Mel. She was a fantastic sight, in just her black stockings and shoes as she stepped out of her skirt, reaching for my cock as I bent to kiss her. I pointed to the shoulder press machine and she smiled, stepping toward it still keeping a hold of my hard shaft. She sat down on the seat facing me and bent forwards slightly so she could take my cock in her mouth and she slid her lips up and down the length, deep throating me. I slid my cock out of her mouth and she slipped to the edge of the little seat, opening her legs and leaning back against the seat of the machine. She smiled knowing I wanted, no, needed to fuck her. I knelt in front of her and slipped my cock head into her and she gave a little sigh. The seat was a bit high for me to slip into her all the way, so with my cock still inside her I reached under the seat to adjust it. She squealed as the seat moved unexpectedly then I plunged my cock into her soaking pussy and she cried out 'Oh FUCK yes!' She reached and put her hands on the back of my neck, but looked down and watched my cock slip into her pussy up to the hilt and back out, over and over. I put my hands on her tits and caressed them and she looked up into my eyes with a wonderful satisfied smile on her face. 'I love this machine! It's like it was designed for you to fuck me on. You are able to play with my tits and I get a great view of your big cock inside me...wow. Fuck me Alex, you are going to make me cum so hard, just fuck me like this.' So I did. I thrust my cock in and out of her like a piston. She was so wet that her pussy made fantastic slurping noises as I plunged into her over and over. She started cumming almost straight away and I kept slowing to keep her like that for ages until eventually neither she nor I could hold back and we came together in a huge crescendo, she sat forward, throwing her arms around my neck and I held her tight to me as I deposited surge after surge of cum into her pulsing pussy. We kissed deeply as my cock twitched inside her. Eventually I slipped from her and she moaned and broke the kiss. 'That was fantastic, I love working out in your gym. How was it for you?' 'Best work out I've ever had in here. I think I need to have you installed in here as a piece of equipment.' She laughed and said 'Okay, what would be my equipment name?' 'Hmm' I said thinking ' I know, you would be the "Etheridge Suck and Fuck Machine for Building that Rock Hard Cock".' She laughed and said 'I like that! The only problem is I'd get jealous when you used the other machines.' 'What other machines?' I asked and made her laugh again, her eyes shining from our sexy banter. I said 'Do you want to see the rest of the house? We haven't even got to the master bedroom yet.' 'Lead on!' She said with a wicked smile. I laughed and said 'You're a nymphomaniac! I need to get something to eat and at least rest my aching balls before I can raise anything more than a smile!' She stepped up to me, put her arms round my neck and tilted her head to kiss me. We kissed softly then she said gently with a smile 'I'll look after you; we don't want to burn out too early do we now?' We kissed briefly again and I took her hand and led her across the hallway to my, or rather, our bedroom. I opened the door and let her go through ahead of me. She stopped in front of me and said simply 'Wow!' I had spent a bit of time designing the master bedroom and it definitely had that effect. The eye was immediately drawn to the huge round canopied bed in the middle of the room, it was large enough to have been able to put a king size bed on it with room to spare. I had to have the mattress and bedding specially made for it and today I had the cream and brown bedding on there, matching with the creams and deep browns in the rugs laying on the polished wooden floor around the bed. It was a large room and one end was a door that led to a dressing room, at the other were a double width bath, a full body spray shower enclosure as well as a toilet behind a glass brick partition and a large hand basin. That end of the room was tiled with natural coloured marble tiles. Mel wondered round the bed and over to the bath. She looked over at me and said 'I think you and I might spend quite a bit of time shared between that bed and this bath. I think if I had to describe heaven then I would have to start with this room.' She walked over to me and we kissed and she said 'You know I have a funny feeling I might enjoy living here with you.' 'You know that is a real coincidence, because I think I might enjoy having you live here with me.' She stepped away from me again and walked over to the dressing room door, looked back at me and said 'What's in here?' 'That's the cupboard where I keep the skeletons of all my ex-girlfriends.' I replied with a grin. 'Ha-ha. Did they die of depression because of your bad jokes?' 'No it was boredom because I was only interested in engineering, history, literature and other such stuff, not just shopping and holidays. Have a look, there really aren't any mysteriously locked rooms that you can't go into, sorry.' She opened the door and the light came on automatically. There were floor to ceiling wardrobes either side with a dressing table at the end. 'Yours are on the left.' I said. She slid open the doors and pulled out drawers and sliding shoe racks, with little exclamations as she found each new thing. Lights came on as doors opened and drawers slid out. Then she turned round and started opening the doors to my wardrobe, running her hands along the row of suits and shirts and sliding out my tie rack. 'Nice suits! I like a well dressed man. I'll let you take me to dinner somewhere where you have to wear one of these so that I can feel like the cat that got the cream!' 'Tonight?' I asked slightly worried about the time and being able to book somewhere. 'No! God I haven't got anything with me at uni that I would be able to wear to a place like that!' 'In that case you're on. We have Easter coming up, I'll take you somewhere special.' She gave me a bright excited smile and walked back, kissed me and said 'Pinch me.' I put my hand on the smooth globe of her behind and squeezed, pulling her toward me so that my thigh slipped between her legs. 'Like that?' I asked? She pressed against me and said 'That wouldn't wake me from a dream would it?' 'I don't want you to wake from your dream, I'm enjoying it too much.' 'Oh God, if this is a dream I am so going to be pissed off when I wake up!' Her tummy rumbled and she put her hand to her mouth and I said 'I'm hungry too and thirsty, let's go get some dinner and then we can come back and you can be my dessert.' 'Ooh, does that mean you are going to eat me?' she laughed. 'Caress you, kiss you, eat you and fuck you and make you cum and cum and cum.' She shivered and pressed her pussy against my thigh. 'I don't suppose you want a starter do you?' She asked quietly 'it's just that you talking like that makes me so horny and it seems like at least ten minutes since you had your hard cock inside me.' I took her hand and led her over to the bed, she went to crawl onto it but I stopped her. There is a raised upholstered rim around the mattress to keep the pillows in place and I turned her so that she sat on the edge of it. I bent and kissed her and gently cupped her face in one hand and lowered my other hand to her tits to squeeze them and her hardening nipples. I put my hand behind her neck and gently lowered her back onto the bed leaving her pussy exposed to me and slightly higher than the rest of her body. I got to my knees and leant forward to gently kiss her pussy lips as they unfurled. I ran my tongue up her crease and she moaned squirmed. She gasped 'That feels fantastic, but I can't see what you're doing.' I said 'It's my starter, I'll eat it as I want to. You probably don't want to see me eat anyway, I get in a real mess, get it all over my face and I use my fingers a lot.' With that I put my fingers against the hood of her clitoris, pushing it back so I could expose the bud beneath. I sucked it and flicked my tongue against it, this elicited a loud moan and she opened her legs wide. With my tongue working on her clit I pushed two fingers into her pussy and worked them slowly backwards and forwards, twisting them over and over. She tried to pull my head onto her but in that position she could not reach me properly and I denied her instant gratification but kept her orgasm building slowly. I was getting hard again now but my balls still ached and I was not at full erection. I decided to hold off from fucking Mel until later when we got back from dinner. Mel's breathy groaning was getting louder so I put two fingers to rubbing her clitoris and started to plunge the other two fingers in and out of her faster and harder. She shuddered and cried out 'Yes, YES!' and then her juices were spraying up my arm and over my face. She pushed herself off my fingers like they were hot and her breathing was ragged and uneven. 'God, my pussy is so sensitive after that!' I stood up and helped her as she struggled to sit up because of the rim of the bed. She stood up and into my arms and we kissed a sloppy kiss, my lips slick from her cum. 'You are a messy eater, my cum is all over you.' She said proudly as she examined my face. She licked my chin and lips with the tip of her tongue, tasting her juices. She shuddered and said 'You really turn me on, I don't think I've ever met anyone who is so on my wavelength.' My softening erection twitched against her stomach, as if on cue, making her giggle. 'Is that your way of asking if I want a starter?' She asked, reaching between us to stroke my cock. 'Mmm, that is so tempting to put my cock into your hot mouth, but I think I would rather wait until after dinner when we have both recovered a bit and savour the anticipation.' ' Oh yeah, I like that. Sitting at dinner and chatting, and both of us knowing that I am going to be sucking this hard cock, swallowing your hot creamy cum when we get back home.' She said, stroking me gently, by now I was fully hard again. I groaned and said 'I need a shower, you can scrub my back, come on.' I kissed her and turned toward the shower and she reluctantly let go of my cock. I turned the shower on while Mel rolled down her stockings and took them off and we got under the warm water. We washed each other sensuously, teasing one another. I know that if Mel's pussy had not been so sensitive my resolve would have slipped and we would have fucked before going out, but when I touched her there she flinched slightly and said 'Mmm, my pussy is still a bit sensitive, I'll be okay in a bit, but sometimes when I cum a lot or really hard that happens.' and she cuddled into me under the warm shower spray. I said 'I probably shouldn't ask, but does that happen a lot?' She stiffened in my arms and said 'Oh God, I didn't think about what I was saying! That makes me sound like a real tart, doesn't it?!' She forced herself to relax and said 'Okay, this may sound just as bad, but it has only happened once with a boyfriend and that was when his parents went away for the weekend and I went and stayed with him. The other times are when I used to get really horny for a couple of days just before my period and I couldn't stop getting myself off.' 'Oh, okay. I would have liked to be around you for those days!' I said. 'Actually you probably wouldn't, I might have been horny as hell but I was also a bitch, yeah I wanted to get off all the time but I was also a seriously stressed and everyone knew it! About the stress I mean, not the getting off bit. That's the main reason for the implant, it stops my hormones going into overdrive.' 'Ahh, perhaps I'll just be happy with what I have now then.' I said. We got out of the shower and dried each other on the huge bath sheets. I was surprised that she let me dry round her sensitive pussy but I was very gentle and she opened her legs so that I could dab her mound and the neatly trimmed triangle of dark hair. She smiled and said 'You are so sweet' and kissed me gently on the lips. 'You do realise that I am going to have to do something with my hair now, otherwise it will be a complete mess.' A look of horror came over her face. 'Oh my god, I bet you haven't got a hair drier have you?' I laughed and said 'In the drawer of the dressing table, there are a couple of hairbrushes in there as well. ' She gave me a look of relief and headed for the dressing room. I watched her as she did her hair and she smiled at me in the reflection of the mirror as she brushed and dried her thick auburn hair. Chapter 2 -- Dinner for two I called a cab using the bedroom telephone and Mel went to find her clothes while I got clean clothes from my wardrobe. We got dressed and kept glancing at each other and smiling. Mel did not put her bra and panties back on, just her blouse, skirt and shoes. I could plainly see her nipples through the material of her blouse. While we dressed I asked her what type of restaurant she fancied going to. 'I really don't mind.' She replied. 'But I am famished, so somewhere that is pretty quick would be good.' 'I have a great place in mind then.' I said. 'And I really could do with going via my room on campus to pick up stuff for tomorrow.' She said. 'We'll do that on the way there then, we don't want to be coming home via the campus.' We went down stairs and into the kitchen, I asked Mel if she wanted red or white wine, she said red and I poured two glasses and handed her one. Mel went and got her bag from the office and lit a cigarette and we sat chatting in the kitchen until the cab arrived. On the way to the campus Mel sat in the middle rear seat of the cab so that we could sit close and she put her hand on my thigh. 'Where are you taking me for dinner then?' She asked. I replied 'Nino's, the Italian near the market, do you know it?' 'I've been in there a couple of times, but only at lunch times, their evening menu is a bit expensive for a student loan.' She said. As she spoke she was unconsciously rubbing my thigh softly, just moving her hand from side to side and it felt so natural, she was such a tactile person, but it was doing me no good, knowing I would have to get out of the car soon. I reached down and held her hand and she turned and looked at me with a contented smile on her face and leaned back against me with her head on my shoulder. I asked the cab driver to wait while we rushed to Mel's room and she grabbed a large shoulder bag and loaded stuff into it in an orderly fashion. Underwear, makeup, toiletries, she picked up her battered hair drier and put it back down again then took a couple of dresses and a cardigan from the wardrobe that she carefully folded and laid on top of the other things before closing the bag. The Arrangement Pt. 02 She took a last looked round and said 'Hopefully I will not be sleeping in this room again. As long as I don't get fired' she said with a smile. 'You'd better behave yourself and do as you are told then, hadn't you?' I said smiling back at her. 'Yes boss, no boss, three bags full boss.' She said demurely. 'Mmm,' I said 'you will definitely get my three bags full.' She laughed and said 'I'll just have to make sure that you keep filling that bag up for me.' And she kissed me, pushing her tongue between my lips, and ran her hand over my crotch making by cock jerk against her fingers 'Mmm, that's what I mean' she said. We kissed for a while, while Mel stroked my cock through my trousers before I reluctantly broke the kiss and said 'There is a cab waiting for us and I am starving, but I can't wait to get you back home tonight.' 'Are you looking forward to fucking my mouth and watching me swallow that huge load of hot cum that you are making for me?' She asked. I groaned and my cock jerked against her hand in response and she smiled and said 'Good, so am I. Let's go eat.' With that she picked up her bag and headed for the door. As we walked down the corridor I took the bag from her and walked with it in front of the huge bulge in my trousers and she laughed. I could see she was equally turned on, her nipples were very prominent through her blouse, but it did not seem to bother her. Luckily we did not bump into anyone on the way back to the cab and I got into the back with the bag on my lap. Mel had a large, proud smile on her face. The restaurant was quiet, being a Wednesday, and we got shown to a table for two straight away. The waitress came over to take our drinks order. Mel said 'Hi Alex, I didn't know you worked here.' I was confused for a moment then realised Mel was talking to the waitress. The waitress replied 'Hey Mel, yeah I've only been working here for a couple of weeks. How are you doing? Are you still doing the DVDs and stuff?' 'No, that didn't work out. In fact I just started a new job, this is my boss. Alex, meet Alex.' Alex held out her hand and I shook it politely. 'What's the job?' Alex asked. Mel did not miss a beat and said 'Bit of everything really isn't it Alex? Round the house, in the office, whatever he needs me to do. I only started today and I'm really enjoying it, and I get taken out to dinner on my first day!' She said brightly. Alex said 'Well that's really good.' To me she said 'Don't I know you? Do you work on campus? Your face is familiar.' 'I'm actually a student.' I said. 'Really?' She asked. 'That is so cool. Anyway, I'd better get on with my job. Would you like something to drink?' I said to Mel that I would stick to red wine and she said that would be good for her too. I looked down the wine list and ordered a full bodied Italian that I had had there previously. The wine arrived and Alex poured two glasses and we decided what to order. Mel had the spaghetti carbonara and I went for Penne alla funghi. Mel ran her foot up between my legs until she reached my crotch, where she gently curled her toes around to caress my cock. 'Just making sure you keep making lots of hot cum for me.' She said quietly. 'I can't wait. I just realised that I must have ordered the carbonara because I needed something hot, creamy and salty to fill my mouth.' She put a fork full of spaghetti in her mouth and a stray peace dangled down to her chin. She sucked and it quickly disappeared between her lips. A drop of sauce flicked off and landed on her cheek next to her mouth. I sat mesmerised as she chewed and swallowed then took a sip of her wine, our eyes locked together. I nervously pointed to the same place on my face that the drop of sauce was on hers. She reached out her tongue, but she could not reach it so she put her finger tip to it, wiped it off her cheek and looked at the tip of her finger. She sensuously put it her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean, closing her eyes with a dreamy look on her face. Her show and her foot curling and uncurling against my now solid shaft almost had me cumming then and there. I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of the end of my cock and I prayed that I did not have a damp patch on my trousers. 'Jesus Mel!' I said under my breath 'You make so fucking horny!' She simply smiled, wiggled her toes and said 'I know. Just trying to keep my boss happy.' We sat and ate the rest of the meal, chatting and laughing quietly. She kept her bare foot against my cock for the duration of the meal, if she felt me getting soft then she would stroke it. At one point as she brought me back to full erection she said 'I wish that was my hand, I'd love to be playing with your hard cock right now, watching that pre-cum making your shaft all slippery.' The food I had in my mouth caught in my throat and I had to take a sip of wine to stop from choking. All I could think was it was a good job I was fit, otherwise my blood pressure would be giving me a heart attack. Managing to look both innocent and concerned Mel asked, 'Are you okay? Something gone down the wrong way?' I regained my composure and said 'Please try not to make me choke, you don't want to kill your new boss on your first day do you?' The rest of the meal went without incident, but when we left I had to make sure I carried Mel's bag again. She tried to insist, with a wicked grin on her face but I gave her a stern look and she let go of the handle and said innocently, 'That's very kind of you.' We got in the cab and I decided to get a bit of revenge and put my hand on her bare thigh. She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I ran my hand up her thigh and she clamped her thighs together, trapping my hand. She whispered fiercely 'No way buster. I'm still tender there and I dread to think what would happen if I let you get your magic fingers in there.' I leant closer to her and whispered 'I just want to touch, I promise not to do anything.' She looked into my eyes then made her decision and relaxed her thighs. I ran my hand up her thigh until my little finger was nestled between her wet pussy lips and she closed her thighs again, though not as tight this time. She put her hands on my arm and her head on my shoulder. She spoke quietly so the cab driver couldn't hear us 'Alex, you don't have to make me cum every time.' I looked at her but she did not turn to look at me. I was confused and said 'I love making you cum. Why would I not want you to get the same pleasure as me? That's just selfish and I don't think of myself as a selfish person.' She sighed and turned to looked at me 'I know you're not. But sometimes I like to...hmm...be used. That's part of my fantasy, do you understand what I mean? I hoped that would be how this worked, you know you need release, and I do it for you. I like the idea that I get the choice sometimes if I want it, but sometimes I just want you to use me for your own needs and not what you think mine are.' 'I think I understand you.' I replied slowly. 'But that causes me a bit of a problem. How will I know when that is?' She just shook her head in a resigned way and said 'You are a bit of a dork sometimes for someone who is supposed to be clever.' 'Did I just miss something?' I asked. At that point she pushed my hand from between her legs and said 'We're home.' and I looked out of the window and saw we were entering the drive to the house. We got out and I paid the driver, remembering, though a little vaguely, doing this only two nights previously. I got my keys out and walked toward the door, Mel took her bag and held my hand as we walked up to the door. 'You'll know when I need to cum,' she said 'because I will tell you.' I stopped and nodded my head and said 'Seems reasonable.' I opened the door and cancelled the alarm and Mel went through to the living room. I walked in after her and she was undoing her blouse as she walked over to the drinks cabinet. She poured a Glenlivet and added a couple of ice cubes from the little freezer. She handed me the drink and pushed me gently to one of the large leather chairs. I started to ask her if she was having a drink but she just put her finger to my lips. I sat in the chair and she stepped away from me and looked through the CDs next to the media centre. She chose one put it on and the strains of Simply Red came through the speakers. She swayed her way back toward me taking off her blouse and unzipping her skirt as she went. She stepped out of her shoes and skirt and stepped between my legs, bending to kiss me and pushing me back and down into the seat. She knelt down and reached for my zip, looking into my eyes and running her tongue round her lips as she slowly, gently, pulled the zip down. I thought I saw the saw the scene she was trying to create and I kept my face expressionless as I took a sip of whiskey from my glass. My guess was obviously correct as her eyelids lowered slightly with lust and a little shudder went through her body. She gently reached into my trousers and took my straining cock from the folds of my boxers and ran her hand up and down the shaft, feeling it. She leaned forward slightly and rubbed my glans over first one nipple then the other, smearing them with my pre-cum, making them very hard. She shuddered again then she put her tits either side of my cock and moved them up and down, squeezing and rolling her slippery nipples between her finger and thumb as she moved. It was a fantastic feeling with her soft tits enveloping my hot, hard shaft but as she looked up at me and our eyes met, I just took another sip from my glass. She released my cock from its silken embrace and lowered her mouth to suck one of my balls into her mouth then she kissed all the way up my shaft from base to tip. It was all I could do not to groan out loud. Mel then raised herself up slightly and lowered her mouth all the way to the base my shaft, deep throating me in one smooth move. I couldn't help myself, my body stiffened and I raised my hips, forcing my cock deeper into her mouth and I groaned for release. She stayed like that for a couple of seconds then she started to move up and down, not going so deep now and able to kneel back down and make eye contact again. There was no way that I could hold back for long after that and I soon stiffened again as I was about to cum. She saw that I was close and moved her lips back up my shaft so just the tip was between them and moved her hand slowly but expertly up and down my jerking cock as I sent load after load into her hot mouth. I watched her keep swallowing each load down and she stayed like that until my cock stopped twitching in her hand, still keeping eye contact. She let go of my cock with her lips and gently squeezed and ran her hand up my deflating cock and gently licked the last drop of cum from the tip. I said, gasping, 'That was very good, thank you.' 'I'm glad you enjoyed it. Is there anything else? Can I get you a fresh drink?' she said quite formally. 'Yes please, that would be excellent. And perhaps you could put on a little show for me?' I suggested. 'What sort of show?' 'Well I could not fail to notice that you got quite turned on while providing your services. Doesn't that leave you a little frustrated?' 'A little.' She said warily, seeing where this might be going. 'Perhaps you could masturbate in front of me while I finish my drink. I would very much like to see you bring yourself to orgasm if you could manage it.' 'If that is what you would like, then I can try.' She replied demurely but with a definite glint in her eye. I could see she liked the idea of getting herself of as part of a show that I had requested from her. She took my glass and poured another measure of whiskey and added ice. She handed it back to me and I saw that she had an ice cube in her hand. She moved away from me toward the centre of the room, but I reached and caught her hand and said 'No, stay close, I want to see everything that you do.' She stood about three feet in front of me and started to sway in time with the music, a little self consciously at first. She put the ice cube up to her throat and moved it down between her breasts, leaving a wet trail on her hot skin. She moved it over to first one nipple then the other, moving it around each one in turn, making them stand out and her areolas pucker up. She lowered the ice cube to her between her legs and rubbed her finger tip on it before applying her finger to her clitoris. She groaned in pleasure and did it again. She then opened her legs slightly and ran the ice cube gently up and down her pussy lips. She looked at me and leaned forward, dropping the now diminished ice cube into my glass where it rested in my hand on the chair arm. I took a drink from my glass, I was certain I could taste the slight smoky undertone of her musk and if anything it added to the flavour of the drink. I raised my eyebrow and nodded my appreciation. This had the effect of making some kind of switch with Mel and as I took another sip of my drink she pushed two fingers into her pussy, all self consciousness now evaporated. She reached up and squeezed and rolled her nipples with one hand and slid two wet fingers of the other in and out of her pussy, swaying her hips now, milking her fingers. Our eyes were locked as she watched me sip the enhanced drink and I watched her pleasure herself. Her eyes were half closed but held mine with an intensity that burned to my soul. She lowered her hand so that she could rub her clit while her fingers filled her pussy and I could tell she was approaching her orgasm. Her nipples hardened and a pink flush crept up her neck and then she was cumming, her juices pouring from her pussy. Her legs started to go and I stood up to put an arm round her shoulders as shuddered through her orgasm, her eyes now closed. She took her fingers from her pussy and stood up, closing her legs so that she could support herself and pulling away from me to stand on her own, her breathing ragged but calming. There was a sheen of sweat on her skin and her hair hung over her left eye. She looked at me and said 'Thank you for supporting me. Was that the sort of thing you wanted to see?' She was still in character and I replied 'Yes, that was excellent, well done. I can see that I shall be requesting that show quite often. Perhaps you can do that before I cum next time and I'll be able to show my appreciation in a more...erm...obvious way.' 'Yes, I think I would like that.' I smiled at her and she smiled back and then we started laughing. I took her hand and I sat back down in the chair and pulled her onto my lap and we kissed. She pushed the hair out of her eyes and shivered so I held her close and she snuggled in. I took a drink from my glass and she looked up at me and asked 'Does that really taste nice?' I replied 'It tastes even nicer than it usually does, you can do that whenever you want to.' She took it off me and took a sip. She pulled a face and said 'I don't really like whiskey and I can't tell the difference' which made us both laugh. We sat like that until I finished my drink then I suggested that we go up to bed. She nodded sleepily and stood up on unsteady legs. I stood and took her hand and led her up the stairs to our first night together. She fell asleep almost immediately, exhausted, her head on my shoulder, leg and arm resting across me. I lay like that for a while, listening to her breathing, thinking back over the last few days then gently fell into a deep sleep with the smell of Mel's perfume filling my nostrils and dreams. Chapter 3 -- There May be Trouble Ahead. The next morning I woke early as per my usual routine. I was disorientated for a minute, trying to place what was different and then the previous nights memories flooded back and my heart soared and I smiled as I turned to look at the sleeping form of Mel beside me. We had moved during the night and her head was now on the pillow next to mine, her hair slightly covering her beautiful elfin face, her arm across my chest. I considered waking her up and filling her pussy with my morning glory, but watching her sleep so soundly, I decided to let her sleep for a while, after all it was not even seven o'clock. I gently moved her arm and she stirred. I waited for her to settle again and got out of bed and headed for the gym. I did 5km on the ergometer, 7km on the running machine then finished off with 25 lengths of the pool. I dried off and went back up to the room to shave and shower. I was finishing my shave when Mel appeared, still sleepy, and tottered past to the toilet, patting me on the bottom as she passed me. She reappeared as I rinsed my face and hugged my back as I stood at the sink. I turned and returned her hug, and said 'Good morning. How are you feeling? Did you sleep okay?' 'I feel great and I slept like a log thank you. I hope you didn't want to christen your bed with me last night, I was completely out of it.' I moved some stray strands of hair from across her face and kissed her tenderly. 'I had nothing left to give you last night.' I said softly. She smiled sleepily up at me and asked 'Do I get to keep my job then?' I laughed and said 'No complaints so far. I'm just heading for a shower are you joining me? I like having a back scrubber to reach those hard to reach places.' She replied 'I would love to. I hope you aren't calling me a scrubber.' 'Only a back scrubber.' I laughed. She sniffed my shoulder, obviously waking up now. 'You smell of swimming pools, how long have you been up?' she asked. 'About an hour.' I replied. 'I have to keep my fitness levels up if yesterday is anything to go by.' 'I didn't even hear you get up, I was dead to the world. Do you get up and train every day?' She asked. 'Most days. I did contemplate waking you and getting you to do something with my morning glory, but you looked so peaceful and happy that I decided to let you sleep.' She laughed and said 'I don't mind doing that occasionally but I'm not really a morning person. Though that is a nice way to be woken up if I do have to wake up, just don't expect a lot of input!' I smiled at her and said 'As long as I know. Right, shower time. Are you joining me or not?' 'You get it going and I'll be there in a jiffy.' She said and let go of me and headed for the door. I started the shower and set it at the right temperature and stepped in, turning slowly, letting the sprays play over my body. A few seconds later Mel reappeared outside the cubicle doing something to her hair. She stepped into the cubicle wearing a pink shower cap and said 'Before you take the piss, all I'm going to say is that it saves me having to spend ages doing my hair if I get it wet. And as we have a lecture at ten thirty this morning it means you have more time doing things with me. Your call, shower cap or no shower cap?' 'I wasn't going to say a word!' I said with a smile 'And as long as you don't get into the shower wearing something that stops me getting to your lips, tits and pussy then I really don't mind.' 'And what exactly do you have in mind for my lips, tits and pussy?' she enquired as she reached for the shower gel. I bent and kissed her and took the shower gel from her. I said 'I'm going to start by kissing your lips.' As I spoke I cupped my hand and poured shower gel into it. 'Then I'm going to wash you, and play with your perfect tits.' I started soaping up her tits, squeezing and gently twisting her nipples and she groaned. 'And when you are good and ready I'm going to fill your pussy with my cock as I lean you against that wall and fuck you from behind.' I carried on washing her from head to toe then handed her the shower gel. She was turned on, her nipples hard and sticking proudly out, her pussy lips unfurled, I could clearly see her pink inner lips. The Arrangement Pt. 02 She washed me, starting with my neck and chest, teasing my nipples. She moved round to my back and my bottom. She then washed my legs, working from feet upwards, finally gently soaping my balls and then my hard shaft. She made sure there was no soap on me and turned round, stepped up onto the sides of the shower tray and leant forward with her hands on the wall. I put one hand on her hip and holding my cock with the other I guided it into the entrance to her pussy, I then held her by the waist and slowly pushed my length into her. Although she was lovely and tight there was no resistance, she was so wet. I expected some sort of reaction from Mel, an expletive or a gasp but she did nothing, not even turn her head to look at me. I started sliding in and out of her, nice and slowly, nearly all the way out, just enough inside her that so that I could open her and push all the way back in, grinding hard against her pelvic bone and twisting my hips like I was trying to screw my cock deeper into her and pulling her back onto me with my hands. I kept up that pace, that slow, deliberate fucking, revelling in the sensation of her tight, wet pussy enveloping my hard cock. I could tell it was working for Mel, as I ground into her she was gasping and then her legs almost gave way. I was on my way as well, I could feel that pressure begin to build, the warmth in my thighs, my pulse accelerating then Mel's legs did give way and she grabbed the shower mixer to stop herself from falling forward while I held her hips and pounded my cock into her, her feet not on the shower tray any more, but being held up by me as I banged into her over and over as I filled her pussy with my load. I eased my cock out of her and put her down. I saw I'd left red finger marks on her hips where I'd been gripping her tightly. I started to apologise but she stopped me by putting her hand up. The water was starting to go cold, the whole hot water cylinder used up in one shower. I reached past Mel and touched the button to turn it off. She did not say anything as she stepped out of the shower. She wrapped a towel around herself and took off her shower hat and went through to the dressing room. I grabbed a towel and walked after her. I asked 'Are you okay?' She looked at me as she dried herself and replied 'Yeah...I guess.' I looked at her a little confused and waited for her to continue. 'Did you mean to make me cum?' She asked. 'What? How do you mean?' 'Did you just fuck me and want to make me orgasm? It's a simple question.' 'I didn't make a conscious decision to make you cum, no, if that is what you're asking.' I replied cautiously. 'What's this all about Mel?' 'I don't know...I'm confused.' She started getting dressed and had a frown of concentration on her face. She got her underwear on, sprayed deodorant and put a dark blue dress on over her head and pulled it down over her body. She smoothed it down and she looked great and I told her so. Her frown deepened. I said 'For Christ sakes Mel, what's going on? Talk to me.' She sighed and said 'I wanted this to be a bit of fun. A way for me to get through uni with someone I fancied, and not being bankrupt at the end of it. I know I can't really be with you, you know, long term. For fuck sake we even have a contract that says it ends in just over two years.' She picked up her brush and started brushing her hair. I let her carry on in her own time. 'I am sure that most women have a fantasy of being a sex toy for a rich and powerful man, you know, lavished with gifts but expected to provide sex on demand, like the legendary French mistresses of politicians.' 'But it's not like that, it's not no strings attached sex. You've got under my skin, you make me feel not only wanted but...loved. That's not what I signed up for. I wanted loads of no strings attached shagging but without the guilt, able to act like a whore but with only one man and your bloody contract to make it emotionally hassle free.' I saw her eyes were watering and she looked up at the ceiling trying to get hold of her emotions. 'And I get to live in this house and drive a car and eat in nice restaurants and wear good clothes but I'm not supposed to fucking love you!' and she burst into tears and stormed past me and through the bedroom door, slamming it behind her. I stood there for a moment stunned at her outburst then I slowly got dressed and went to see if she was in the house or had gone out. I found her in the kitchen smoking, her eyes red from crying. 'I'm sorry Mel, I guess I'm having a thick moment because I don't understand.' 'Look, sex is always better with someone you love, right?' She said. 'I guess so. Probably.' I said. 'You are going to have to trust me on this Alex, for women, and most men if they'd admit it, sex is always better the closer you are to someone. You give something of yourself into the sex, it isn't just for self gratification, which it would be if it is just a one night stand or a comfort fuck -- or, I guess, if you pay for it. 'And just now I was being your whore, providing you with hole to fuck because you felt horny. I wasn't going to let you touch my clit or let you talk me into making myself cum, I was going to lean on that wall like a good little whore while you scratched your itch and then we were going to lectures. But once you're inside me, I can feel your passion, you seem to know EXACTLY what I want before I want it. That ISN'T rich man and detached whore, that's loving attention from you and me picking up on it. Shit Alex, that's me falling for you! It isn't supposed to happen because I'm just a bit of window dressing to you, a bit of young stuff to prove you've still got it and in six months, a year, two years you'll just fuck off into the blue!' I said quietly 'Mel, You have got it totally wrong, so completely arse about face. I really do care about you, the contract is pure fantasy.' She started to interrupt but I held up my hand to get her to hear me out. 'I would rip it up in a heartbeat and have you live with me for as long as you wanted to. I have been falling in love with you since that first afternoon when we sat drinking coffee; you are beautiful, intelligent, strong willed and independent, everything I admire in a woman. This arrangement we have is a way for me to enjoy your company for a while and to help you out. I honestly did not expect it to last for the whole course anyway, I thought you would get your finances sorted out and move in with your friends, I just hoped we could limit any bitterness and damages so it didn't affect your work and exams when it did finish, perhaps a bit naïve of me, but that is one of my many character flaws, it's better to have loved and lost and all that.' She stood looking at me, thinking about what I had just said. 'Are you saying that you could love me?' She asked. 'No Mel, I'm saying I do love you.' She sighed and stubbed out her cigarette. I waited for her to speak. She walked over and put her arms round me, I reciprocated hesitantly, surprised at the turn of events. She looked up at me and said 'Any chance of you making some of your great coffee while I put some toast on? I think that we have just changed the landscape of our relationship.' I went over and put some coffee beans in the grinder. I waited until it had finished before I said 'Why has it changed?' 'Because we love each other?' She stated, but she voiced it as a question. 'How can it be the same?' 'I already loved you.' I said. 'Just sometimes I entered into a fantasy where the person I loved was providing sexual services as part of a contract. You even suggested yourself that when we went away together we could just be a normal couple, not employer and employee. The contract is fantasy, what we feel for one another is real life, whether that's friendship, respect or love. In my case it's all three.' She sat there thinking then she sighed. 'I think I've got my head round it now. It's just I wasn't ready for that. I was trying to keep it separate, just have all the benefits of this house and all the trimmings, loads of great regular sex with a hot, horny guy and have no serious money worries. Does that make me a bad person?' I chuckled at her question and replied 'I think it makes you a bit naïve, you can't take the people out of the act, it's human nature to invest emotion into sex, you said exactly the same yourself not five minutes ago, sex is always better when love is involved. But why does our relationship have to change?' She looked at me and said 'I'll be back in a minute. Just going to get something. Don't let the toast burn.' I chuckled again as she headed back up stairs. I made coffees and the toast popped up from the toaster so I buttered and halved the slices and put them on a plate. I sat on one of the stools and was sipping my coffee when Mel came in reading something, she glanced up and walked over to me and came and stood with her back to me between my knees as I sat on the stool and she leant back against me still reading. I put my coffee down and put her arms round her and she moved her arms slightly to accommodate my embrace. I looked at what she was reading, it was the Contract of Employment and Job Specification I had written up just a few short days previously but now felt like weeks ago. Mel absently mindedly reached for her coffee and I reached and turned her cup so she could take the handle she muttered 'Thanks Babes' as she lifted it and I smiled. She took a sip of her coffee and laughed at something she was reading then a couple of seconds later she finished reading and said 'You're right, it would still work. My rule still stands though, you have to just use me sometimes, the thought of that really turns me on.' She made that give away wiggle movement as she squeezed her thighs together. 'Do you know when you sent me this' she indicated the Job Specification 'I had to get myself off twice before I could get to sleep that night, I had so many sexy fantasies running round in my head. And we haven't done any of those yet, so we'll have to keep this going for at least a little while longer!' 'Mmm, I like that thought, that I had written something that turned you on so much that you had to make yourself cum thinking about it.' 'Just reading it again now has made me all horny and a bit wet.' She giggled. 'Has it now?' I asked and I lifted the front of her dress up and slid my hand into the waistband of her panties until I touched her slick pussy lips. She sighed and leaned her head back against me, opening her legs a little more to give me access. I slipped a finger inside her, not very far because of the position we were in, and I felt the wetness increase and she rocked her hips slightly from side to side. I moved my slick, wet finger up to her clit and felt it was already protruding slightly. I put some pressure on it and rubbed. I alternated between sliding my finger into her and teasing her clit, I moved my other hand to her tits, caressing them through her clothes. I kissed her neck and traced little circles with the tip of my tongue. She turned her head and said softly 'You can make me cum if you like babes.' 'Would you like that? For me to make you cum like this, standing in the kitchen, my fingers in your pussy and me squeezing your tits.' I asked quietly, interspersing my words with little kisses on her neck. 'Yes' she whispered. She put her right hand on mine, with the sheer panty material between our hands. 'Do you like what I'm doing to your clit? Just feel those sweet juices from your pussy making it slippery, I'm going to have to taste them.' I pulled my finger from her pussy and put it in my mouth, sucking it clean, loving that musky taste on my tongue. Her eyes followed my hand, her eyelids heavy with lust and she groaned as I sucked my finger. I felt her move as she squeezed and rubbed her thighs together. I slid my hand back into her panties and into her pussy. 'It's so fucking sexy, I love it when you are you are so turned on, your clit so hard in my wet fingers.' I went back to her clit and used little, hard, fast strokes with my finger tip. She cried out 'OH FUCK!' and her legs threatened to give way, I pulled her hard against me as I rubbed her clit and she came and came, I could hear her cum splashing on the tiled floor. She pushed my hand hard into her crotch and squeezed her thighs together, gasping for breath. She fought to get her breath back, my right hand still against her pussy and the other gently cupping her left breast, both of her hands now on mine. 'God, that was great!' She breathed and she turned her face to kiss me. 'You can do that whenever you get the urge! I love it when you tell me what you're doing; your quiet, deep voice just bypasses my brain and goes straight to my pussy!' She reached her left hand back to caress my neck and we kissed, my hands still holding her and my raging hard on pressed against the small of her back. Our lips parted and she looked into my eyes and said 'I do love you. Everything seems so much easier now I can say it. It's like a weight has been lifted.' 'And I love you, but as much as I love you and as much as I love sitting here holding your pussy, we have a lecture in less than an hour.' She gasped and looked at the clock 'God, I didn't realise the time!' She pulled away from me and I reluctantly pulled my hand from her panties. She turned toward me and kissed me. 'We'll have to do something about that later.' she said putting her finger against the bulge in my pants. 'Have some thoughts about what that can be during the day.' She said with a wicked smile 'I know I will be. Now I have to go and get some clean panties.' And with that she almost flounced away with a happy smile on her face. I shook my head as I thought of what happened during the course of the morning. I busied myself placing the coffee cups in the dish washer and then wiped up the pool of liquid on the floor next to my stool, amazed at how much there was. My erection, which had been gradually softening while I did kitchen chores, became semi hard again. I washed my hands and wrapped the toast we hadn't had chance to eat in some greaseproof paper then I put my shoes on and waited for Mel. She came down the stairs in a rush, pulling a denim jacket on. We got to the bus stop just as the bus pulled up and we got on. We managed to get a seat this time and I put my arm round Mel and she put her head on my shoulder. She laughed when I offered her toast. We sat and ate our toast in companiable silence. When Mel had finished she brushed the toast crumbs off her hands and then said quietly 'Are we going to let people know about us?' 'Why not?' I replied 'You're not ashamed of going out with a man who is old enough to be your father, and incidentally, who will be twice your age in May, are you?' 'Shut up!' She said, smiling 'You know that your age doesn't bother me. Or are you ashamed of being with me?' I laughed quietly and said 'No, I like everybody looking at me and wondering how I managed to get such a beautiful young girlfriend like you.' 'Pack it in! No one even looks twice. And even if they did they'd only be wondering how such a Plain Jane managed to snag such a hot Sugar Daddy.' I bent close to her ear and said quietly 'You know that isn't true, because you know you are beautiful.' She turned to look at me and smiled and said softly 'Thank you.' The bus stopped at the bus stop before ours and half a dozen people got on, including two girls who were in the same class as Mel and me. They paid and stood at the front near the door, then one of them turned to look round the bus. Her eyes passed over us at first but then she did a double take and she turned to her friend and said something and she immediately looked round the bus until she found us. Mel gave her a little wave and she hesitated slightly then waved back. Mel said quietly 'Well that sorts that out. Of all the people to know about us first it would be Sophie Evans and Emily Cole. I bet you everybody knows well before we get to the lecture.' I could see that Emily already had her mobile phone in her hand and was texting furiously. Then her text tone went off three times, one after the other, and Mel laughed. When we got off the bus Mel lit a cigarette then put her bag on her shoulder and took my hand in hers and that is how we walked to the lecture hall. The two girls ahead of us walked so fast they almost ran. We were obviously hot gossip.