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Living Large

By: yarnmaster



I recently had to go on a business trip to Brazil in order to teach a training class for company executives and was able to carry my wife with me. This would be a get-a-way for both of us. We have three teen-age children, so they were old enough to stay with friends for the entire week. Linda is 40 yrs old and works out almost everyday. She is 5'4" tall, 118 lbs., Hispanic and looks like she is only half her age. She turns heads everywhere she goes. I am a retired body builder and also try to remain in decent shape. We arrived on Sunday night and were escorted to a beach house that was within walking distance to the conference center where I would teach class each day. Linda planned on lounging around and to work on her tan at the small semi-private beach that fronted the small bay and our beach house while I conducted the training classes. On Monday when I finished up class around 4 pm she was just coming in from laying out on the beach. She had on a white thong bikini that barely covered her ample jet-black bush. She has a medium size bust with large nipples with silver dollar sized dark areolas. She always gets extremely aroused whenever she lays out in the sun and we had a very intensive round of sex that evening.

On the second day I finished up about thirty minutes early and I quietly came in thru front of the house and onto the patio area. She was lying down on a towel about five yards from the edge of the patio and had on a pair of dark sunglasses. I sat in a chair and watched as she lay on her stomach facing away from me wearing her yellow thong bikini. I could see the perfectly formed mounds of her shapely rear sticking invitingly up in the air. In front of her I noticed a young slender male, maybe 17 or 18 year-old and very dark skinned young man whom I assumed to be a native of the area. He was lying down on his back a couple of yards away from my wife with his feet towards her and also towards me. He had on a loose pair of shorts in which the wind had blown the leg open enough to see a very large flaccid cock laying against his leg. I had to look twice before I could believe what I saw. He moved a little and the large, skin covered, plum sized head was sticking out past his shorts. I watched my wife adjust her sunglasses and knew she was taking in the view. This young man's cock appeared to be 6 or 7 inches long, heavily veined and very thick, and was still soft. I am not that big when erect, so I knew my wife was admiring the size of his manhood. After a few minutes the young man came over and spoke to my wife and then started walking off towards the downtown area. I quietly snuck back into the house and hid in the hall linen closet next to the bathroom. Linda came in and went straight into the bathroom where she immediately removed her thong bikini and began masturbating. She was very flushed and reached an orgasm almost immediately. I assumed her excitement was brought on by the vision of that well-endowed young man on the beach. We made love that night and she was unusually passionate. I never said a word, but was excited by the fact that she was aroused by such a young, boyish looking teenager.

The last day of the class went rather quickly and we finished up around two pm. I quickly walked home so that I could get a little sun and maybe get lucky. I changed into my swimsuit and went outside to lay on the beach next to my wife. Again, she was lying facing the bay and had on the white thong bikini that she had worn on Monday. After about ten minutes or so, the young man appeared and placed his towel in front of us. He laid down with his head towards us. I watched Linda raise up and adjust her sunglasses and then proceeded to rub suntan lotion on her legs and belly. I asked Linda did she know him and she said "no" and that "he must be one of the local boys." As Linda lay back down, I noticed her nipples were erect and was very noticeable. It was then that I decided to act like I was leaving so that I could watch what would happen if Linda thought I was nowhere to be found. As far as I know, I am the only man that Linda has had sex with because she was raised in a very strict home. The idea of her with another man, especially a dark skinned and well-hung young man, was starting to rouse my interest. I stood up and told Linda that I was going into Town to pick up some steaks for supper and that I wanted to run by the gun shop to look at some of the Brazillian made firearms. I told her that I would be back in a couple of hours. She kissed me on the cheek and I stood up and walked into the house.

When I got inside I purposely left my swim trunks where she would see them and know that I had changed into my street clothes. I then hid in the linen closet and peered thru the louvered door giving me an excellent view of the living room couch and the patio doors leading to the beach. As soon as I got settled in, Linda came in and went to the bathroom where she hopped in the shower. Her white bikini became translucent and you could see her large nipples and black pubic hair very clearly. She wiped off gingerly and went back outside. I slowly opened the door and snuck onto the patio where I see what may happen next. Linda went to the young man and touched him on the shoulder and spoke a few words, smiled and returned to her towel. She then laid down with her feet towards him and spread her legs to give him a generous view of her crotch. The young man immediately turned around and put his feet towards her and pulled his loose fitting trunks so that his large cock and balls were clearly visible. Linda turned around so that she was on her stomach and her head was only a foot or so from the young man's feet. She never put her head back down and just stared at his large semi-erect cock. After only a few minutes, she went over to speak to him again and I quickly went back inside the house. He immediately stood up and began following her onto the patio and into the house. I pulled the linen closet door in front of me and waited to see if they would come in the house.

Linda opened the patio door and the young man followed her in. He appeared to be about 6" taller than my wife and was very slender. I guess that he might have weighed 145 lbs. She motioned for him to sit down in the chair and continued past me and into the bathroom. She took off her bikini and slipped a terry cloth robe over her nude body and went into the kitchen to fix him a glass of water. When she returned, he had adjusted his shorts to give Linda a clear view of his large black cock and balls. Linda paused for a few seconds, then sat down on the couch directly across from him and opened her legs to give him a clear view of her dark bush. I watched as he stood up and walked over to the couch and stood in front of Linda. His trunks were level with Linda's face. He bent down to kiss Linda. She closed her eyes as their tongues met and with his hands he quietly lowered his swim trunks. When he straightened up, his large black, uncut cock had a downward bend in it and the large head was a couple of inches from Linda's full lips. He slowly pulled the skin back revealing a large pink colored head. I could see the large vein running the full length of his 10" cock and underneath was a pair of large balls that looked more at home on a stud horse. I wished that I possessed such an impressive piece of man-meat. I have never seen such a thick cock, almost the size of a soda can.

Linda leaned forward and licked the slit in the end of the massive head. She opened her mouth as wide as possible and could only get the head in. While she licked the head and held the large sausage like organ, her other hand hefted the heavy balls. He was so large that all she could do was suck on the head. Linda was becoming tired after only a few minutes of trying to get his large organ in her mouth. He suddenly pulled out and told her to spread her legs while he dropped to his knees. The head of that monster was poised at my wife's pouted entrance. As he tried to push the large head in, I could see Linda's face contort trying to accommodate such a massive piece of meat. After a few minutes, the large pink head disappeared into my wife's distended vulva. Linda immediately went into a massive orgasm helping to lubricate the large black organ. In about five minutes over half of his member was wet with her juices and she was trying to grab his slender hips to pull him in further. I counted five orgasms before his large balls lay against her upturned ass. It was incredible to watch her lips pull out and distend when he withdrew his cock in order to push it back in. This went on for about fifteen minutes...a slow methodical withdrawal and insertion of that huge black instrument. There was no language barrier now as this expert cocksman gave my wife the fucking of her life. I watched him tense up as he prepared to fill my wife with his young virile seed. Linda screamed as she climaxed again. I could see his large sack draw up each time he erupted into her bowels. He pulled his softening organ from her, leaving a large stream of jism trickling across her anus and onto the sofa cushions. I could see that Linda's cunt was still gaped open from the assault of this boy's horse cock. Linda reached forward and licked him clean while he stood over her grinning. He quickly got dressed and left thru the patio doors.

Linda finally got up and went to the bathroom, holding her hand under her cunt so as not to leak semen all over the carpet. When she had washed up, she carried her clothes into our bedroom. I quickly snuck outside and came in thru the front door. I asked her if she wanted to make love and she said she needed to take a bath first. We made love later that night and she was still loose from the afternoon session. Over the next three days, I watched my once reserved wife worship the large black cock of a man that was less than half her age. To this day she has never told me of the incident and I never let her know that I saw everything. She did ask me when were we going back to Brazil... But that's another story. 


Living Large Pt. 01



This story is dedicated to all the Big, Beautiful and Sexy ladies out there.

Chapter 1

Jenny Thompson sat at her desk and watched a steady stream of sexy women parade by. She watched every morning as they hurried to receive their daily modeling assignments... and, they were always late. They had two things in common; they were beautiful and slim. That wasn't unusual since it was a modeling agency. Still, she wondered where they all came from since they didn't look like most of the people she knew. They were not the typical women that one saw on the street, but rather the kind you saw in every magazine or TV ad... a fantasy world. 

Jenny had worked for The Davenport Modeling Agency for two years as a secretary or, as they called it, an administrative assistant. It was all the same. While she handled all the menial tasks for the managers, like getting plane reservations, setting up power lunches and gift shopping, she also planned meetings, set up agenda's and structured contract negotiations. The truth was that she knew more than most of the managers about what was going on in the organization and figured she could do their jobs better then they could. However, she wasn't a complainer and she liked her job... with the exception of shopping for gifts. 

A sigh escaped Jenny's lips as she turned and gazed out the window wistfully. It was a pretty summer day and the trees lining the parking lot, three stories below, swayed in the breeze. It was the kind of day that always made Jenny nostalgic. She had moved to the city after graduating college, filled with the desire to make it in the fast paced world of fashion. She had a plan... she knew where she wanted to be; one day she wanted to own her own agency. Some of her friends thought that she was reaching for the impossible. But she didn't agree. Then again, many of her friends thought that she was selling her self-short when she took the administrative assistant job at the Davenport Agency. However, she didn't feel it was beneath her to start at the bottom... she wanted to learn everything there was to know about fashion and modeling. And, she was learning quickly.

However, while Jenny's plan for her career was going well, her personal life was another matter. She was twenty-eight years old and, while she had a nice circle of friends, she didn't have a boyfriend or anyone that she was dating regularly. It wasn't because she was ugly; on the contrary, she was quite attractive. However, she was what some referred to as big and beautiful. Not fat mind you... she was a big boned woman with large but firm thighs and very large breasts at 38D. Her waist was only 34 inches and that tended to make her breasts look even larger. Her hips, which she thought were fine, were 40 inches and her butt was shapely. Her weight was... well she hadn't been on a scale in a long time. It only depressed her. However, she was well proportioned and was taller than average at 5' 8". That made her somewhat imposing... even to some of the men. However, like every one else she knew, she wanted to be thinner. And like everyone else, she had tried all the fad diets: Atkins, Slimfast, Low-Carb and so on. She even exercised religiously at the gym... but nothing seemed to work. Eventually she had to conclude that she was always going to be a large woman. Both her mother and father were large people and, with exception of her skinny sister, every other member of her extended family was large. 

Still, it bothered Jenny to see all the pretty and trim women every day looking beautiful and getting attention in their form fitting clothes. On the few occasions when she would go out for happy hour after work, she would watched all the men hang around the gorgeous women like flies. And while she sometimes envied the women, she really longed for a solid relationship with someone that took her as she was. If she ever found that person, she knew that he would see that she had a lot of love to give... not to mention that she was sexually insatiable. 

Although her sexual experience was limited to a few guys-three to be exact-she had read every sex manual there was and knew all there was to know about sex. Moreover, she was willing to try it all. Unfortunately, she didn't have anyone to try it on... it had been a year since she had broken up with her last boyfriend. Even then, he wasn't much of a lover. Since then, she relied on her favorite dildo... it didn't have any baggage and only required fresh batteries occasionally. Still, it wasn't the same as a flesh and blood penis.

"Jenny, have you set up my lunch with Dan Burroughs yet?"

Jenny looked up and saw her boss, Tom Bradley, standing at her desk. He was always friendly and in fact, she thought that he almost flirted with her on occasion. Sometimes she would catch him looking at her butt when she bent over the filing cabinets. Other times he would make remarks about how good she looked on a particular day. However, she discounted it as just his outgoing personality. Tom wasn't married but she knew that he dated several of the models.

"Yes sir... it's at 12:15 today."

"Great, can you come in and take some notes for me?"

"Sure," Jenny said and grabbed her note pad. As she stood up, she knocked over a pile of papers on her desk, scattering them to the floor. "Damn," she said and got on her knees to pick them up.

Tom stooped down and began to help her retrieve the papers. 

As she reached for the scattered sheets, Jenny looked at him and saw that his eyes were staring directly down her top. She had on a rather baggy sweater and when she was bent over, the V-neck top bulged out. She knew that he had an unobstructed view of her large, bra covered breasts. Because she could never find a bra that fit, she knew that quite a bit of flesh was showing above the bra. A chill of excitement rushed through her and she froze, allowing him to stare for some time. She felt her nipples grow hard and realized that when she stood up they would be poking through her sweater. 

"Uh... uh... sorry," Tom said and his face turned red when he saw her looking at him.

Jenny raised her eyebrows and smiled.

When the papers were back on the desk, Jenny followed Tom into his office. She took a chair across the desk from him, sat down and crossed her legs. Her skirt, while not short, had a split up the side, allowing a substantial portion of her thighs to show. Again, she was surprised to see his eyes go to her legs. He must just be really horny, she thought, figuring that all the sexy models must not be satisfying him.

As Tom began to dictate his notes, he stood up and walked around the room. He always said he thought better when he was on his feet. 

Jenny made notes on her pad and watched the 30 something man move around the room. He was tall and handsome with broad shoulders and a movie star smile-just the kind of man that would never look at her. Yet, she could feel his eyes go to the top of her sweater whenever he was near enough... and that seemed to be all the time recently. At one point, he stood at her shoulder, his groin almost touching her. Jenny could almost feel the heat from his body. If she moved her shoulder just an inch, she would be touching him.

Jenny had no idea where she got the courage but she did move her shoulder, turning to the side as if to say something to him. Suddenly, her shoulder touched him. Jenny started to pull away but to her amazement, he moved forward. She froze as her heart was suddenly pounding in her chest. Then, incredibly, she felt him begin to get excited. The room was suddenly alive with electricity and Jenny's head began to spin with excitement.

Not a word was said as the handsome man began to move his groin slowly on her shoulder. When Jenny looked up, she saw that his eyes were closed. She had no idea what to do next. However, Tom solved that for her when he whispered, "Take it out."

"Huh?" Jenny gasped, thinking she hadn't heard him correctly.

"Take my cock out."

Her eyes opened wide. She heard that correctly. She hesitated as fear and excitement rushed through her in waves. This was crazy and dangerous... but oh so exciting. She wondered if she were dreaming.

"Take it out... hurry," the excited man said again.

As if in a trance, Jenny reached toward his groin with trembling hands. It had been a year since she had touched a real penis. She couldn't believe it was happening now. With fumbling fingers, she pulled the zipper down, startled by the loud sound it made in the otherwise quiet room. Then she took a deep breath and reached inside. Her fingers struggled with the opening of his boxers as she searched for his now hard penis. When she found it, a gasped escaped her lips. Her fingers wrapped around the hard shaft and she tried to pull it out. 

"Wait," he said and began to open his pants. 

A second later, Jenny had easy access to his shorts. With a tug, she pulled his shaft from the opening. Her heart almost leaped out of her chest when she saw the long shaft in her hand. She didn't have a lot to compare it to, but Tom's penis looked beautiful. It was long with a large purple head and had veins bulging from the sides. It took her a second to realize that she was squeezing it so hard that the blood was trapped in the head, making it shaft pulse. She stared at it as if it were a charmed snake.

"Suck it," the excited man hissed.

Jenny opened her eyes in shock. She knew how to suck cock, her last boyfriend would let her do it occasionally and she had read all about it, but this was different... this was her boss and she was sitting in his office. She hesitated.

"Please suck it," Tom said and reached for her head, pulling it toward his shaft.

Jenny allowed him to pull her head gradually closer until she could actually smell him. It had heady combination of male musk and fragrant soap. Jenny felt excitement rush through her and she trembled. She stopped when her face was an inch away until she felt him pulling harder. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. When the tip of his penis touched her lips she almost climaxed. A moan escaped her lips and she moved her head forward, taking it into her warm mouth.

"Ohhhhh Jesus," Tom moaned as her lips closed around him.

All of Jenny's senses were on overload. She could taste the slightly salty taste of his penis and the somewhat sweet pre-cum juice. Her heart was pumping blood so fast that she could hardly breath fast enough through her nostrils to keep up. A moan escaped her lips when he started to sway his hips back and forth, sawing his penis in and out of her mouth. Another moan escaped her lips. She couldn't believe that she was happening... or that she was letting it happen. Nothing in her sheltered life had prepared her for this. She was sucking her boss's cock in the middle of his office! 

"God, that's good," Tom moaned.

Jenny barely heard him. All kinds of emotions were rushing through her. Her brain told her that this was wrong... wrong for many reasons, but her excitement egged her on. She didn't seem to have the strength to stop it. Instead, she held the shaft in her hand and pumped her fist while sucking on the swollen head. 

"Oh God Jenny I can't last long," Tom warned.

Jenny felt adrenaline rush through her at his words. However, she wasn't sure what to do. She knew what was coming but had never tasted semen. Her last boyfriend always pulled out before he came. Now her boss wanted to cum in her mouth. Should she swallow it or spit it out? She was still trying to think when she felt the head swell. Suddenly the swollen head began to spit the thick cream into her mouth. It came out in torrents, filling her mouth until her cheeks began to bulge. 

When the cream began to slip from the corner of her mouth, she had to swallow or risk getting it all over her clothes. A second later she felt the warm cream begin to coat her throat. It was salty and thick but not unpleasant. Before it had reached her stomach, she felt her swollen clit flutter and she squeezed her legs together in excitement. Then incredibly, without touching herself she began to climax. With each squirt into her mouth her climax intensified until she could barely remain on the chair. She was still trembling when Tom pulled away, pulling his penis from her mouth with a loud pop.

"God," Tom gasped as he staggered to his chair and sat down, his limp and wet penis still hanging from his pants. 

Jenny finally opened her eyes and wondered where she was. She saw her boss sitting in his chair with his head back. She reached up with back of a trembling hand and wiped a string of sperm from her lips. She looked at the smeared juice as if to prove that it had really happened-had she just sucked her boss's penis? The answer was on her hand-yes. Even more incredible, she had swallowed his cum and climaxed.

"Ummm, ummmm," Tom said, clearing his throat and getting Jennie's attention. He had put his penis back in his pants. "Now where were we," he said as if he had just been interrupted by a phone call.

Jenny looked up at him and then back down at her pad. "Uh... uh... we were talking about the letter to the Cromwell Agency." 

"Oh yes," Tom said and began to dictate to her again.

Jenny's hand was trembling so much that she could barely write. Her mind was on anything but the notes she was supposed to take. She could still feel his penis on her lips and taste his salty sperm in her mouth... not to mention the slick residue now drying on the back of her hand. 

Somehow she got all the notes down and stood up to leave. As she turned to walk out of the room, Tom said, "Thanks Jenny... uh... for everything."

"Uh... you're welcome," she responded and her face turned bright red.

*

Chapter 2

On her way home that evening, Jenny stopped in a local bookstore. She was a voracious reader with a particular interest in history. This evening though, she was looking for something different. She headed for the 'self-help' section. She has seen a book on a previous visit written by a woman who was big like her. The cover said something about being "big, bold and beautiful". It was a book about how women with large figures should accept themselves for who they were and not someone else's image. 

"Yes," she whispered to herself when she saw the book. On the front was a pretty woman that was similar to her size with pretty blue eyes and blond hair. She was dressed in a revealing top and tight skirt. 

As she stood in line at the checkout counter, she found herself feeling uncomfortable. She felt like everyone was looking at her. She quickly paid for the book and hurried out of the store like a pre-teen girl buying her first romance novel. 

It was after nine when she finally got all her chores done and had a chance to relax. She got a glass of wine, ran herself a bubble bath and lit some fragrant candles. A moan escaped her lips as she sunk down in the warm bath water. She laid her head back and went over the events of the day. She hadn't dared let herself dwell on what had happened in her boss's office. However, it had never been far from her mind. As she relived the events, she felt herself getting excited all over again. Her hand slipped down to play with her already hard nipples as she recalled how his penis had felt in her mouth and how it had tasted when he had climaxed. She slipped her hand between her legs and found her already swollen sex. A second later, her hand became a blur between her legs, creating a froth of bubbles. She could almost feel her mouth filling with cum again. "Oh Jesus," she gasped as she began to climax.

When Jenny had recovered, she sat back up with a sigh of pleasure and reached for her book. She skipped through the introductions to get to the first chapter. It only took a few pages to realize that she could readily identify with the author's point of view. The woman spoke of the intentional and unintentional discrimination against large ladies, which permeates our society. Jenny nodded her head in agreement. She had experienced first hand all the snubbing and rude treatment. However, unlike some, she didn't believe that there was a conspiracy of discrimination against large people. In fact, she was sure that most people didn't even realize that they were doing it. And, amazingly, even other large people did it. It was just how things were, and that was sad. 

Yet, Jenny wasn't bitter. On the contrary, she believed that "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" and she was stronger. She was a good person with a lot to give. However, she also knew that while, in a business sense she was aggressive, on a personal level, she lacked self-confidence. And, she knew that her size and lack sexual experience had made her shy if not introverted at times. That in turn had led to her lack of confidence with her body. It was a vicious cycle that she knew she had to break. Until now she didn't know how.

As she continued to read, Jenny nodded her head in agreement. The author described in detail how the American media prized slim and trim women, ignoring the real world. Television commercials and magazine advertisements always depicted slim, even skinny women. Yet history showed that women with flesh on their bodies were thought to be beautiful. Most of the great artists of the Renaissance, who painted nudes, depicted women with well-rounded bodies.

When Jenny was about halfway through the book she decided that she was tired and would continue tomorrow night. She got out of the tub and dried herself. As she walked out of the bathroom she glanced at the full-length mirror on the inside of a closet door. She stopped and opened the door, standing naked in front of the mirror. She rarely spent the time to look at herself like this... in fact she didn't like to look at herself... it made her remember the failed attempts to be something she wasn't. She looked at her pretty face and smiled. Her smile was broad and friendly, showing unusually white and even teeth. While her lips were full and naturally pouty, she generally tried to downplay that aspect by wearing subdued shades of lipstick. Her eyes were ocean blue, round and inquisitive with just a hint of naughtiness. 

Her gaze went to her large breasts. She lifted them with her hands and looked at the smooth white flesh. They needed little support and were firm to the touch. The nipples were very large, brown and would stick out a full half inch when hard. Her eyes moved lower, across her stomach. It was slightly rounded but there was no flab there. She was wondering if she should get a belly button ring. She giggled. Then as her eyes moved lower to her pubic mound, she remembered the day she had shaved herself. It was the result of the need for some minor surgery and she figured that she would do it before some anonymous person did. That was five years ago and she hadn't let her hair grow back.

She stared at her baby smooth pubic area. The pubic mound was pronounced and the outer lips were quite large. However, the inner lips were huge. Maybe that was because she was shaved but from photos she had seen of other women, her lips looked much larger. Although she wasn't currently excited, her inner lips were still very prominent. They were thick, pink and fleshy. In fact, they were long enough that she could even tie them in a knot. Another giggle escaped her lips when she remembered the time she had done that and gone shopping. The friction of her panties on the sensitive lips had made her climax in the middle of the grocery isle. She had to rush home for fear that her juice was going to leak through her panties and run down her legs. 

With a little sigh of remembrance Jenny turned around and looked over her shoulder at her buttocks. "Very spankable," she said out loud as she looked at her large, firm ass cheeks. While she had never had a spanking, she thought it might be fun. Her butt cheeks were smooth and well shaped and she secretly thought that they were her best "asset." 




Living Large Pt. 01



Jenny looked at the clock and knew that she had to get to bed or risk being late for work tomorrow.

The following day was long and grueling. Everything went wrong... well with the exception of the looks she got all day from her boss. She tolerated them indulgently but secretly hoped that he might invite her in his office again. However, the day was far too busy. 

When the day finally ended, Jenny went home exhausted. She found herself hurrying to get everything done so she could get back to her book. When she did, it didn't take her long to finish the relatively short read. She found the last few chapters very interesting. It included a "how-to" section about how large women should dress for success and to attract a lover's eye... the two weren't that different. It told about how flirting is an art form and that every woman should know how to do it. She read over the tips several times and made some notes in the margins. 

With a look of determination she finally closed the book. Tomorrow was going to be a "new" day for her.

The following day was a little less hectic for everyone. Her boss had finally gotten a contract completed that had been on the drawing board for months and everyone was relieved. Jenny had spent countless hours working out the details... far more than would have been expected from just an "assistant". In fact, she had just done almost all of the work. 

Tom was particularly delighted and invited Jenny into his office for a celebratory drink. "Close the door," he said as he walked over to the well-stocked bar in the corner of his large office. 

Jenny hesitated but closed the door and quietly walked over to take a seat. 

Tom came over with two glasses of champagne. He held one out to her. "A toast to the signing of the Dulaney contract," he said. "You did a great job."

Jenny smiled proudly and took a sip, the bubbles making her wrinkle her nose.

Tom leaned back against the desk and said, "Jenny, I wanted to thank you for all your help. I couldn't have gotten it done without you."

Jennie face flushed at the compliment and she said, "Thank you."

He said, "I've put you in for a $5,000 cash bonus and a promotion to senior marketing assistant. That includes a 10% raise and you get your own office."

Jenny almost choked on her champagne. Her face lit up and her heart was suddenly beating fast. She could always use the money but the recognition was just as important. "Th... thank you again," she said sincerely. Her head was spinning so much that she could hardly think and it wasn't from the champagne. 

Tom got up and walked over and stood in front of Jenny. "Uh... I was wondering... uh... well, you would uh..." The normally confident man was suddenly tongue-tied.

Jenny looked up and saw lust in his eyes. She was pretty sure that she knew what he wanted and normally she would have been only too willing to comply. Inside her head she was saying, "Remain calm... don't let your libido control you... you are in control. Remember the lessons from the book." She took a deep breath and smiled up at the handsome man. "Uh... I would really like to but," she hesitated. Then she leaned forward and boldly reached out her hand and ran a finger down the front of his expensive slacks. He was already hard. She then sat back and said, "I was going to ask you for the rest of the afternoon off. I wanted to do some shopping." It was a total fabrication that she had just thought up in order to get out of the current situation. She needed time to think.

"Uh... yeah, sure," he said with clear disappointment in his voice. 

While Jenny had the sudden urge to pull his pants down and suck him off, she controlled her impulses. As hard as it was for her to refuse, she had to be firm. With a smile still on her face she reached forward and squeezed his hard penis, running her hand up and down the shaft. "It's very tempting... maybe tomorrow."

"Uh... okay," Tom said in surprise. It was obvious that he wasn't used to being turned down.

Jenny stood up, her hand still on his penis. She leaned forward and kissed his lips quickly. She squeezed him one last time and said, "Gotta run. Thanks again." With that she turned and walked out of the office as fast as her trembling legs would carry her. At her desk, she quickly picked up her pocketbook and hurried out. It was with a new confidence that she walked out of her place of employment and onto the busy street. She felt like the world was hers. 

As she headed down the crowded street she was oblivious to the people around her. Her head was in the clouds over her surprise promotion. She knew that she was doing a good job but never expected anything so soon. Suddenly, she wondered if the promotion had anything to do with the blowjob that she had given Tom a few days ago. But then she discounted it, realizing that the promotion and bonus would have had to be in the works for weeks and was apparently timed to correspond with the signing of the contract. She wasn't sure how she would have felt if it they had been related. On one hand she wanted to earn anything she got, on the other, who was she to judge how women got ahead in a "man's" world. "A woman has to use all of her God given talents... mind, body and soul," she thought, remembering a quote from the book. 

There was a wide smile on her face as she walked into a fancy clothing store. It was impulsive but she wanted to reward herself. 

"May I help you?" an attractive woman asked.

"Yes, I'm looking for some new clothes. Actually, lots of new clothes." 

The woman smiled. She was quite pretty and in her thirties with long brown hair and horn-rimmed glasses. She was trim and was well dressed. 

"Are you looking for business or casual?"

"Both."

The woman smiled again when she realized that she might have a big sale coming. "Okay, we'll start with business attire. Right this way," she said and directed Jenny to the business suit section.

"Let's get some measurements first." The woman directed Jenny into a changing room and waited outside. "Take off everything but your bra and panties and I'll get your measurements."

Jenny stripped off her clothes, feeling somewhat like she was waiting for a doctor's visit. "Okay," she said when she was down to her panties and bra. 

The sales woman stepped into the dressing room carrying a measuring tape. She stopped and stared at Jenny as if appraising her. "No offense Ms...?"

"Jenny Thompson."

"Jenny... I'm Michael Duran, the owner of the store," the woman said and shook Jenny's hand. "No offense Jenny but we have a great sale on bras and panties if you're interested."

"Uh, sure," Jenny said and her face flushed. She realized that the woman noticed that her undergarments were not exactly new.

The woman could tell that Jenny was a little embarrassed. "It's just that with some of the styles today, you need to have a little better support... especially if you are larger in the areas that count... if you know what I mean?" The woman smiled as she looked at Jenny's well-developed chest.

Jennie blushed again when she saw the woman's eyes on her breasts. 

"The good news is that we have some new styles for... uh... larger women." It was the woman's turn to blush. "Wait one minute." The woman said and left the dressing room. A minute later she was back with several undergarments in her hand.

"We don't normally do this, but for special customers, we make exceptions. Let's try these on first and that way we will know how everything looks when you have the proper support."

"Uh... okay," Jenny said and waited for the woman to give her the underwear and leave. 

"Turn around, I'll help you," she said, pushing Jenny around until her back was to her. "These larger foundation garments can be hard to get off sometimes." With that the woman proceeded to unsnap the back of Jenny's bra. Then she reached up and pushed the straps down her arm.

Suddenly Jennie felt very odd. The hands of the woman on her shoulder brought unwanted goose bumps.

"Turn around," Michael said. The older woman almost gasped when Jennie turned around and let the bra fall from her chest. "My but you are well developed," she said with a broad smile as her eyes stared at Jenny's chest. "I've always wished I had larger breasts," she said wistfully. 

Jenny found her voice and said, "It not all it's cracked up to be." She glanced at the woman and saw that she wasn't very well endowed. "Sometimes I wish that I was flat chested." Suddenly Jenny blushed when she realized the insult.

Michael didn't seem to take offense because she wasn't exactly flat chested. However, compared to Jenny she was. She said with a smile, "Too bad we can't switch for a while."

"I'd do it if I could." They both laughed and the tension seemed to ease... at least for the moment.

"Okay, let's try on a couple of styles and sizes. Did you know that 80% of women wear the wrong style or size bra for their shape?"

"Uh... no, I never thought about it."

"It's true and the right bra can make a world of difference." The sales woman proceeded to help Jenny try on several different bras. Each one had a specific purpose. Some lifted her breasts and were to be worn with low cut tops while others were made of thinner, more shear material, and were for sweaters and tighter clothes. 

Michael was very attentive and helped Jenny try on each one.

While Michael acted very professional, Jenny nonetheless thought that she was very touchy. Several times her hand or arm brushed Jenny's naked nipple or casually ran across her skin. It could have accidental but it was a little disquieting to her... actually more than a little disquieting. Jenny had never had any inclination toward women, although she had had friends over the years that were lesbians. However, none of them had ever come on to her. Now, in spite of the fact that she was uncomfortable in this situation, there was a strange level of excitement. She chalked it up to her promotion and bonus.

When they had found the perfect bra styles of bras for almost every occasion, Michael picked up several pair of panties.

"Michael... uh... I can get panties later."

"Nonsense," the older woman said, looking over the top of her glasses at Jennie like she was a young girl. "Just like bras, the proper panties are very important. There are panty lines to consider, comfort and how they shape you. Now slip those off."

Jenny felt trapped. She didn't want to take off her panties in front of this woman but yet she found herself pulling her panties down. As she bent over and looked down, she almost gasped. The crotch of her panties was soaked. It must have happened while she was in Tom's office, she thought, denying to herself that her current situation had anything to do with it. 

"Here," Michael said "Let me have those," snatching the panties from Jenny's hand before she could stop her. 

Jenny saw the woman look down at her hairless crotch and she thought she saw her eyebrow's rise. 

"I see that you're clean shaven. Have you had it permanently removed?"

"Uh... no."

"Well, if you ever want to, I know a place where they do laser treatment... it works wonderfully." She winked at Jenny.

"Thanks... I'll keep that in mind." 

"I also see that you're... uh... you're inner lips are... uh... quite large." Michael's face seemed to flush. 

Jenny felt her face turn red in embarrassment as well. She had the sudden urge to place her hands over her private parts to block the woman's prying eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. It's just that I don't think I've ever seen lips so large. It's really quite attractive. It means that you may need a fuller gusset to cover everything," she said and added, "I'll bet they're very sensitive?"

"Uh... yes... can I try on the panties now," Jenny said, wanting desperately to move on.

The older woman got the message and proceeded to help Jennie try on several styles of panties, from thongs to high waisted support styles. Some barely had any material and others covered everything. All the while, Michael continued to be very attentive, touching Jenny here and there, slipping her fingers under the elastic of the leg to insure they were not too tight and generally taking liberties beyond anything Jenny had experienced from a saleswoman. 

However, in the end, and after all the stress of the dressing room, when Jenny looked at herself in the mirror, she liked what she saw. There was really something to the right underwear, she thought. Not only did she look better, but she also felt sexier. The bras uplifted her breasts and the lacy material made for smooth lines. Most of the bras were thin enough that she could see her nipples. The panties also complimented her figure. She liked the full cut panties and wasn't a big fan of thongs but she was surprised at how comfortable they felt. They had a strange name... 4811's. Michael said they had been around since 1976 but had only recently become very popular for their comfort and the desire of women today to avoid panty lines. 

In the end, Jenny bought all the styles in different colors and fabrics... some cotton, some nylon, some opened leg and some brief style and lots of 4811's. She also bought ten pair of thigh-high nylons of every color they had.

Then they moved on to business suits. It took quite some time but Jenny finally selected enough outfits to last for weeks. She bought matching skirts and blazers, slacks and sweaters, blouses and scarves. All of the styles were modern, professional and yet sexy and, most importantly, they fit her figure perfectly. The sweaters were low cut and many of the blouses were thin enough to see her new lacy bras. The slacks and sweaters were tight but not too tight. The blazers were subdued colors with contrasting scarves.

Next they moved on to casual clothes where she purchased several outfits. Then they went to the shoe department. That was probably the hardest part of all. It took her forever to select six pair. Most had very high heels, which the sales lady told her were essential for a smooth line to her legs. 

Jennie had lost track of time in her whirlwind of buying. But eventually she realized that she was tired and told Michael that she was done. 

The woman smiled and told Jenny she would package everything up and meet her at the checkout counter. 

A few minutes later she met Jenny at the counter and had her bill ready. When Jenny saw the final bill, she almost choked. It almost equaled her bonus.

Michael saw Jenny's look and said, "Don't worry, these clothes will pay you back ten times over."

"I hope so," Jenny said with a worried look. She hadn't spent that much on clothes in ten years, let alone one shopping trip.

When Jenny had all the clothes packed Michael stacked everything in a corner and told her to get her car. Then before she drove away, she handed her a business card and said, "If you want to get a drink some time, give me a call. I'd like that very much."

"Uh... sure," Jenny said quickly, wanting to get home.

*

Chapter 3

Jenny decided that she would wait to break out her new clothes until next week when her promotion was effective. However, she tried everything on again and, despite her concern about the money, she liked what she saw. The clothes still looked great and fit her perfectly and she loved the underwear. The bra's uplifted her large breasts and made them look even sexier in her various outfits. Additionally, when she put a pair of her new panties on, she felt very sexy indeed. 

That weekend she went to the beauty salon and got her hair cut and styled, had a manicure with her finger and toenails painted a pretty red. Then she got a massage and a facial. She felt like a new woman.

On Monday when she walked into the office she was a "new" person. She was wearing a blue skirt that was modestly short and hugged her hips. On top she was wearing a frilly white blouse with a multi-colored scarf around her neck. She had on a matching blue blazer. 

Several of her co-workers didn't even recognize her. 

When Tom came out of his office and saw her packing up her desk he paused.

"Jenny?" he said with a surprised look on his face.

"That's me," she answered with a smile.

"Wow... I... uh... almost didn't recognize you. You look great. What happened?" Tom blushed and added, "I just meant that... you... uh..."

"Just a few new clothes to celebrate my promotion," she said in a gross understatement.

"Well, you look great," Tom said again. "Uh... I guess I said that. Can I help you move?"

"Sure. Thanks."

Tom carried her box of supplies to her new office down the hall.

"Thank you," she said again as she followed him into her new office. 

Tom sat the box on the desk and walked over to the door and closed it. 

Jenny felt her heart begin to beat faster. She turned away and bent over as if to arrange her desk. She could almost feel Tom's eyes on her ass. A second later she felt his presents behind her... standing very close. "Tom," she gasped when she felt his hands wrap around her and grab her breasts. However, instead of pushing him away, she moaned, stood up and leaned back into him. 

"God, you've been driving me crazy ever since the other day in my office," he whispered as his hands squeezed her now heaving breasts. "And now you come in looking like this."

Jenny knew it was wrong but she had no power to stop him as she felt him press his now hard penis to her ass. With great will power, she spun around in his arms, intent on pushing him away. However, before she could say anything, his lips were on her and his tongue in her mouth. His hands slipped quickly down to her ass and he pulled her to him. 

Thinking quickly of her lessons, Jenny broke the kiss. She knew that she needed to get control of the situation. "Uh... Tom... let me get my office organized. Maybe you can stop in before lunch."

Tom sighed and said, "Promise?"

"Promise." Jenny leaned forward and gently kissed his lips. She found that she was tingling down to her toes. 

Tom accepted the kiss and with reluctance left her office.

It was Jenny's turn to sigh as she watched him leave. She took a deep breath before starting to organize her desk again. Now that she had a little time to think, she knew that she had done the right thing in sending him away. It wasn't because she wanted to deny him or herself pleasure. It was about insuring that any relationship that developed between them was on her terms. She needed to control when, where, or if anything happened. She was pretty sure that something was going to happen but not what he thought. A naughty smile came to her face as she thought about the possibilities. A strange feeling of power came over her. Things were going to get very interesting.

For the rest of the morning, there was a steady stream of people stopping into Jenny's new office offering her their congratulations. In fact, some of the people rarely, if ever spoke to her. The women were green with envy and the men all seemed to be flirting. In fact, several of them asked her out for "drinks". That made her feel incredibly sexy and while she didn't outright refuse their advances, she deferred. She didn't want to rush things... she needed to be in control. 

It was after 11 A.M. when Tom appeared at her door again. 

Jenny was sitting behind her desk with her blazer off. She looked up and smiled in welcome. 

"Are you too busy still?" he asked.

"No, I've finally gotten everything arranged. Come in and have a seat."

Tom turned and closed the door before he walked over and sat down. He was staring at her.

"What?" she asked.

"I'm amazed at the transformation in you. I mean... I mean you always looked good but now... wow."

"Thank you. I just thought that with the promotion, I needed to change my style. I seemed to have caused quite a stir in the office."




Living Large Pt. 01



"I'll say." 

Without saying anything, Jenny got up and turned to pull down the one shade on her small window. Then she walked around the desk, trying to project an air of confidence that she didn't really feel. She stopped between Tom and the desk and sat back. Suddenly she could feel the blood rushing through her veins and pounding in her temple. Casually, as if she did it every day, she lifted her leg and placed her foot on the arm of the chair next to the startled man. The movement forced her skirt up her thigh, baring her leg all the way to the elastic at the top of her black thigh-high nylon. 

Tom gulped visibly and his eyes opened wide. From his position he could see the soft skin above her nylon and a hint of the gusset of her thong panties. He looked up at Jenny's face and saw her staring back at him. 

Jenny began to casually pull up her nylons and then caressed her leg as if to smooth them out. "So you like my new style?" she asked trying to keep a tremor from of her voice.

"Yes," he whispered hoarsely.

"I can tell. You've been looking at me like you could eat me all day," Jenny said boldly and paused. Then she scooted back onto the desk until she was sitting. She brought her other foot up to place on the other side of Tom's chair, almost straddling him.

Now, he was staring at her panty-covered crotch, inches from his face. His eyes were as round as saucers and he licked his lips nervously.

"Maybe you'd like to do it," Jenny said.

"Huh?" Tom said.

"Maybe you would like to eat me. After all... I did it to you." Jenny suddenly felt faint... wondering if those words had actually come from her mouth.

"Really?" Tom said.

With that, Jenny reached under her raised skirt and quickly pulled her wet panties off. She tossed them on the desk and resumed her position with her legs on either side of Tom's chair. "Really," she whispered. Jenny couldn't believe how bold she was being. However, she was following the instructions in the book, which said you never get anything if you don't ask. Right now she wanted this man's mouth on her pussy. She had never really been eaten before. One of her early boyfriends had kissed her there but it only lasted for a minute or two. It was time to experience it for real. 

Tom sat as if he were mesmerized. His eyes stared at her swollen vagina without moving. The room had suddenly become very quiet.

When he made no move Jenny said, "Well... are you going to do it or not. I have a lot of work to get done today." Jenny almost gasped at her own words. She still couldn't believe that she was talking to her boss like this. Yet, her excitement was suddenly so great that she was ready to attack him if he didn't act soon.

Without a word, Tom pushed his chair back and slowly slipped to his knees, his eyes never leaving Jenny's now pulsing vagina. A moan escaped his lips as he moved forward. "God, your pussy is beautiful."

The excited woman spread her legs wider to give him an even better view. She was sure that Tom could smell her excitement because she could smell it. She also knew that he could see her juice dripping from her very wet lips. "Oh Jesus," she gasped when she felt his lips touch the tender skin of her inner thigh, just above the top of her nylon. Then her legs began to quiver when he lifted them and placed her thighs on his shoulders. 

Tom began to lick her thighs, leaving a trail of saliva on her warm flesh. However, when she thought he was going to place his mouth on her sex, he moved to the other thigh. Jenny bit her lip to suppress a moan of frustration. 

Suddenly, she couldn't wait any longer. She reached for his head and grabbed his hair, pulling him to her dripping sex lips. "Ahhhhhheeeee!!! she gasped when she felt his mouth cover her sex. She fell back on the desk, her hips lifting to his sucking mouth. She had never felt anything like it. It was better than the million fantasies she had had about oral sex. She didn't know if Tom was good or not, but she knew that she loved what he was doing. 

Tom began to suck the large inner lips into his mouth before gently chewing on them. For several minutes he sucked the blood filled lips in and out of his mouth. Then he pulled his mouth away and used his fingers to open her so that he could push his tongue into her more than ready hole.

"Oh, oh, oh," Jenny gasped, trying to keep her voice under control. Her head began to thrash back and forth as she felt waves of pleasure rush up and down her body. It felt like electric current was rushing from her vagina to her tits and then to her brain. Her hips began to lift from the desk as her hands continued to pull his hair. A second later she began to climax. Tingling started in her toes, making them curl before rushing up her thighs and exploding in her groin. Her entire body stiffened as she lifted her hips and froze. It felt as though her essence was draining from her and into Tom's sucking mouth. 

What she couldn't see was Tom trying to capture all the juice that was gushing from her. It was nothing like he had ever experienced before. Her juice splattered across his lips and dripped from his chin as he opened his mouth as wide as possible. Still, he couldn't capture it all. He swallowed mouthful after mouthful.

When Jenny finally began to come down, she realized that she was half off the desk with most of her weight on Tom's shoulders. His mouth was still buried in her swollen lips and he was gently sucking her. 

Suddenly the phone on Jenny's desk rang, startling them both.

Jenny quickly pulled her legs from Tom's shoulders. She almost gasped when she looked at him. His face was soaked from his forehead to his chin. 

The phone rang again.

"Answer it," Tom said excitedly. 

Jenny turned to the phone and picked it up, her hand trembling. She heard Tom's new assistant on the other end.

"Is Mr. Bradley there?"

"Uh... uh... yes he is," Jenny said, trying desperately to make her voice sound normal.

"It's your new assistant," Jenny said, holding her hand over the receiver.

Tom reached out and took the phone. "Yes," he said quickly. He listened for a moment and said, "Oh yes, I almost forgot. I'll be right there." He hung up and looked at Jenny and said, "I forgot that I have lunch with a client." As he stood up he realized that his face was a mess. He looked around for something to clean his face with.

"I don't have anything," Jenny said but then looked at her desk and saw her panties. "Here," she said, handing him her panties, a smile curling her lips.

Tom took them from her hand and looked up at her. 

"It's all I have... sorry."

He shrugged his shoulders and then he used the tiny panties to clean his face as best he could before handing them back to her. "I hope I can make it to the bathroom before I see anyone," he said with concern. Then, when he saw the smile still on Jenny's face, he had to smile too. 

Suddenly, the room was quiet again as the two of them stared at each other. Finally, Tom said, "I guess I have to go."

"Yes... your appointment." 

Tom brushed off the knees of his slacks and turned to leave. Jenny reached for his arm. When he turned back to her, she stepped close and said, "Thanks... that was wonderful."

"Uh... you're welcome," he answered sheepishly.

Jenny leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. "Now, I owe you one."

Tom smiled again and reluctantly hurried to the door. He looked back at her before he disappeared from her office. 

Jenny staggered over to her chair, her legs suddenly very weak, and sat down. She leaned back and took a deep breath. She felt her vagina flutter as squeezed her legs together, squishing her still swollen lips between her thighs. Although her climax had been very intense, she was still excited. It seemed like she was horny all the time now. She considered masturbating but when she looked at her desk, she knew that it was time to get back to work. 

*

Chapter 4

The rest of the week was busy for Jenny. Not only because of the added work-she had many of her previous duties as well as some new one's-but also because there was still a steady stream of people stopping by to wish her luck. Some of the people she knew well, while others had barely talked to her in two years. That made her wonder if it was the job or her new look and attitude that made the difference. She was friendly to all of them... she never knew who she would need to call on to help her in her new job.

Another thing that surprised her was that most of the visits were from men: there were Sean and Jack, from the marketing department, Rob from the finance area and several other guys that she had barely knew. Even Tim, the shy guy that worked in the mailroom stopped by. He was cute. In addition, all of the managers of the various departments stopped in to say hi and offer their assistance. Then there were the ladies. While they were all friendly enough, Jenny couldn't help think that in many cases their words of congratulations weren't sincere. It almost seemed if they were stopping by to size up their competition. Maybe it was just her imagination though.

On Thursday, she got a call from Mr. Davenport's executive secretary. He was the owner and president of the company. The secretary said that he had a policy of taking newly promoted "management" employee's to lunch. Jenny was surprised because she hadn't realized that she was "management" now. She scheduled the lunch for the following day. 

Jenny could hardly work the rest of the day. The incident with Tom the day before and now lunch with the boss was almost too much. While she was excited about being invited to lunch, there was also a good bit of nervousness. She had never gone to lunch with anyone higher than Tom. Mr. Davenport was "Mr. Big". She had seen him several times and been introduced when she started work. He was a handsome and tall man in his late forties with silver gray hair and penetrating blue eyes. Although Jenny had only met him briefly, she remembered how his presence had energized the room. Everyone at the agency seemed to like him. 

The following day, Jenny arrived at work wearing her most professional suit. It was a black pin-stripped suit with a modestly tight skirt and tapered jacket. She wore a powder blue blouse underneath. She felt good about her appearance and thought she looked very professional. Still, she was very nervous to be going to lunch with the President and wondered what she was going to say to a person in his position. She even rehearsed in her mind several conversations and pulled out a copy of the annual report to bone up on the company's financial position.

Jenny was still reading the report at her desk when she looked up and saw Mr. Davenport entering her office.

The handsome man walked over and held out his hand to Jenny. 

"Hi, I'm Robert Davenport... call me Bob."

"Uh... hi... I'm Jenny," Jenny said, standing up and suddenly forgetting everything she had rehearsed.

"I know."

Jenny blushed.

"Tom's told me a lot about you... all good things. However, he didn't say how pretty you are. I think he's been hiding you from me."

Jenny blushed again and felt like a schoolgirl on her first date. "Uh... Tom's a good boss." 

"Shall we go? I thought we would walk over to the Downtown Athletic Club. They have a great restaurant on the top floor."

"Yes... anywhere would be fine," Jenny said, letting him lead her out of the office.

The two of them walked the two blocks to the Downtown Athletic Club and took the elevator to the top floor. Mr. Davenport made small talk along the way... the weather, sports, traffic... nothing important. When they were seated, he ordered two glasses of wine.

"So, you've been with the company for two years," Bob said. "I'm surprised that we have never met."

Jenny wanted to say that they had met but he probably didn't recognize her because of her new hair and clothes. Instead she said, "Tom doesn't let me out very often."

They both laughed and Jenny started to finally relax.

"Well, I'll have to fix that."

Soon the two of them were talking like old friends. Jenny was surprised to find him very easy to talk to and quite knowledgeable; he seemed to be familiar with every subject that she brought up. When the subject of history came up, she was delighted to hear that he was a European history buff. It was rare to find someone that was into history like she was. Still, although the conversation was quite stimulating, she had a difficult time keeping her train of thought. Every time she looked into his blue eyes she felt a little tremor rush through her. It was rare for any man to have this affect on her so quickly. She found out that he was a widower and he had been single for about five years. It was difficult for her to believe that he hadn't found someone or that someone hadn't found him. She was dying to ask why but controlled herself. 

As they ate their lunch, Jenny felt Bob's knee touch hers. It was only a light touch but enough to send a little tremor through her. She was going to move her leg away but decided to leave it where it was to see if he moved his. He didn't. Occasionally he would turn or laugh and his knee would press a little harder to hers. By the time lunch was over, Jenny was surprised to find that her panties were wet. And he had said nothing even remotely sexual.

When they arrived back at Jenny's office, she thanked him and he turned to leave. Then he stopped and turned back around. "Jenny, I have some tickets to the basketball game tonight. Are you a fan?"

Jenny thought he was going to give her tickets. She really didn't know much about basketball but didn't want to insult him. "Uh... yes, I go occasionally." She figured a little "white lie" was appropriate in this situation.

"Would you like to go with me tonight?"

"Huh?" Jenny said, sure she hadn't heard him correctly.

"I don't have anyone to go with and I was wondering if you wanted to join me. But I guess a pretty girl like you has a hot date anyway."

"Uh... no," Jenny said quickly, "I mean I don't have any plans." 

"Good, I'll pick you up at seven. Just give your address to my assistant. We can get a bite to eat after the game if you like."

"That would be... nice," Jenny said as her head began to spin. She couldn't believe this powerful and gorgeous man was asking her out.

Because Jenny had never been to a basketball game, she had no idea what to wear. She changed outfits five times before settling on a pink V-neck sweater and white slacks. The sweater hugged and emphasized her large breasts and the slacks were modestly tight. She worried about her already hard nipples... they were plainly visible through the material of her top and her lacy bra underneath. As she looked at herself in the mirror, turning to check out her butt, she almost decided to change into black slacks because she thought that would make her look thinner. Instead she decided that she liked the way her butt looked in the white slacks.

She was almost ready when the doorbell rang. She rushed into the living room, straightening up the already cleaned room. Then she hurried to the door, stopping before reaching for the doorknob to smooth out her top. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles. With a deep breath she opened the door and found Mr. Davenport standing there with flowers in his hand. She was just a little shocked and her face showed it. "Uh... thank you," she said as she took the flowers from him.

"You look great," he said sincerely.

"Thank you... I'll just put these in water," Jenny said as she turned to rush into the kitchen.

"Nice place," Bob called as he wandered around the living room.

Jenny came back out with a vase with the flowers in it. "It's small but the neighborhood is nice."

"The place fits you well... conservative but pretty," he said, his eyes sparkling. "Shall we go?"

"Yes," Jenny said and followed the handsome man out the door.

When they got to the car, Jenny was surprised to find that Mr. Davenport had a driver. The car was a large limousine with a fully stocked bar. Bob offered her a drink, which she accepted. She needed something to calm her nerves. 

The basketball game was interesting to Jenny but she didn't understand most of it. She knew that Bob realized that within minutes of the game starting. He didn't seem to mind and began to explain the game to her. By the time it was over, she felt like she understood the basics.

After the game Bob took her to a nice restaurant not far from the sports arena. 

As they sat down for dinner Jenny said, "Mr. Davenport..."

"Bob," he interrupted.

"Bob... I have a confession to make. I've never been to a basketball game before."

"I figured that," he smiled.

"I'm sorry. I was just so surprised when you asked me out that I said the first thing that came to my mind."

"No need to apologize. I'm very happy that you accepted." Then he added, "Maybe the next time we can go to the Art History Museum."

Jenny wasn't sure if he were teasing or not but she felt a thrill go through her at the words "next time." "Yes that would be nice," she said but quickly added, "Not that the game wasn't fun."

They both laughed.

After dinner, the driver took them back to Jenny's apartment. "Wait here for me," Bob said as the drive let them out of the car. The two of them walked up the three flights of stairs to Jenny's apartment.

Suddenly Jenny found herself standing at her door with Bob. She didn't know what to do and wondered if she should invite him in., although she knew that his car was waiting outside. Then, before she could speak, Bob pulled the surprised woman into his arms. A second later his lips were on hers.

Jenny moaned and opened her mouth to his insistent tongue. Her momentary reluctance melted into excitement as she felt his arms squeeze her tight. Her soft breasts pressed to his strong chest as their tongues dueled. Jenny almost swooned as the kiss went on and on. 

Finally, Bob pulled his lips from hers and looked into her eyes. "Thanks for a wonderful evening," he said.

"Uh... you're welcome," Jenny answered breathlessly. A second later she was pressing her lips to his on her own. After several long minutes, Jenny reached down and grasped his hand. She boldly pulled it to her now heaving breast. She heard the handsome man moan and was relieved to feel him begin to knead her soft flesh. She moaned.

Bob got the idea and reached for the waist of her sweater. A second later his hand was under her top and sliding up her warm skin. When it reached her bra, his fingers went underneath.

"Mmmmm," Jenny groaned when his hand found the flesh of her bare breast. She almost swooned when his experienced fingers began to tweak one hard nipple. Jenny's could feel her panties soaking through and the cotton material rubbing on her very swollen lips. She pulled her lips from Bob's and said, "Would you... would you like to... to come in."

"I'd love to but I have a plane waiting to take me to Denmark. I have to be there for two weeks for an international trade conference. Can I get a rain check?"

Jenny couldn't hide her disappointment. "Sure," she said.

"Sorry. I'll make it up to you. I'll call you when I get back." 

"Okay," Jenny answered, thinking she would never hear from him.

Bob kissed her one last time and turned and left. 

Several minutes later Jenny was naked on her bed with her favorite vibrator ready. She slipped her hand down to her very swollen sex and began to play with her fat and wet lips. As she pushed a finger into her she imagined Bob's hard penis in place of her finger. She reached for her vibrator and slowly pushed it into her more than ready hole. Suddenly, pleasure exploded in her head as she lifted her hips from the bed as a strong climax rushed through her. Her body trembled and shook until exhaustion took over and she collapsed.




Living Large Pt. 01



*

Chapter 5

Jenny wore another new outfit on Monday. It was a pleated skirt with a white ruffled blouse. She also had on a pair of 4-inch high-heels. They hurt her feet but they made her legs look great. Under her skirt she was wearing a pair of pale pink thigh-high nylons with a fancy lace top... no more pantyhose for her. She had also chosen a pair of her thong panties. As the sales lady had said, they were very comfortable... and sexy. The cotton gusset seemed to caress her perpetually swollen lips.

It was around 2 P.M. when Jenny finally got a break. She picked up the package she had on her desk and headed to the mailroom. All the men looked up when she entered the male dominated mail center in the basement of her building. She could see their eyes appraising her as she looked around the room for Tim. She saw him bent over a mail machine with a screwdriver in his hand. Her heart did a little flutter as she stared at the handsome boy's trim butt in his tight jeans. He was over six feet tall with broad shoulders and sandy blonde hair and he looked like a ladies man. However Jenny knew that he was quite shy. He was far too handsome to be so shy though.

"Hi Tim," she said as she walked through the mail carts to where he was working.

Tim jumped and he spun around at the sound of her voice. His eyes opened in surprise when he saw Jenny standing there with her package.

"Hi," he responded with a big smile. Then his face turned bright red as he looked around and saw all the guys staring.

"I need to get this package out today and knew that you could do it for me," Jenny lied. The package didn't need to get out that day but it was her excuse for being there.

"Uh... sure," Tim answered.

"Thanks," Jenny said as she handed him the package. She started to leave but then stopped. "Are you going to be at happy hour tonight?"

"You mean at Jimmy's Sports Bar?"

"Yes."

"Sure, we go every Monday night. Me and a couple of my buddies always go on Monday night... dollar drafts you know and they have the great big screens for Monday night football." His face lit up with almost a childish glee at the mention of football.

Jenny already knew that he went to the local watering hole on Monday nights. "Do you mind if I join you?"

"Uh... yeah... uh no... I mean that would be great," Tim said and blushed again as he felt the eyes of his fellow worker on him.

"Okay, see you there," Jenny said sweetly and turned and walked out. As she headed for the elevator she could feel Tim (and all his work-mates) eyes on her ass. She swayed more than necessary. As the door to the elevator closed she could hear hooting and hollering from all the guys. She felt sorry for Tim... but she would make it up to him.

As Jenny walked into the smoke filled bar that evening, she felt lots of eyes on her. It might have just been her imagination though. She squinted in the dark light and saw Tim with two other guys at the bar. She wedged her way through the crowd until she caught his attention. He motioned her over.

"Wow, this place is crowded for a Monday night," Jenny said, yelling over the noise of the crowd.

"Cheap beer," Tim said as he held up a bottle.

"Are you old enough to drink," Jenny said facetiously. She thought he was at least twenty-one.

He looked at her sheepishly. "I have a fake ID," he whispered. "I just turned nineteen."

Jenny was shocked. He wasn't twenty yet. Suddenly she felt a lot older than twenty-eight. 

"Can I get you one?"

"Please."

Tim turned and ordered her a beer. When he turned back he said, "Oh Jenny, this is Brad and Jeff, my friends."

"Pleased to meet you," Jenny said and shook their hands. Then Tim moved back and let Jenny squeeze in between them. She slipped up onto the barstool. The action made her short skirt ride up her thighs, almost to the top of her thigh-high nylons.

It was difficult to have a conversation in the noisy bar but Jenny did the best she could. She found Tim to be charming but, as she thought, incredibly shy. She liked that. Several times she touched his shoulder or arm and felt electricity rush through her. He was definitely having an effect on her. In fact, if she had worn panties, they would have been soaked. As it was, she was happy she had a dark skirt on because there might be a stain on the back when she got up. 

An hour or so later and quite a few dollar beers, Jenny was feeling very bold. She wanted to heat up the conversation but found it hard to do. Instead, she dropped her purse on the floor and let Tim stoop down to get it. When he did, she turned toward him and spread her legs slightly. It was a bold move and unlike her. But it was also effective. She saw Tim's eyes open wide as he stared between her legs. Almost unconsciously, she spread her legs a little wider. She wasn't sure what he could see in the dark bar but if there were enough light, he would know that she didn't have panties on. And, from the look on his face, she though he had noticed.

When the young man stood back up, his face was flushed.

Jenny smiled and whispered, "Did you like the view?"

"Huh?" Tim said innocently, but his face showed that he knew that he had been caught. "I... uh... I," he stuttered.

"It's okay. I wanted you to look," Jenny whispered as she leaned close to him. With that Jenny glanced over her shoulder and saw that his friends were busy talking to a couple of women. She reached out and grabbed Tim's hand and placed it on her thigh, almost where the top of her nylon ended. Then she turned back to the bar and slid forward, hiding her lower legs and his hand.

The poor boy didn't know what to do. He stared ahead with his hand frozen on her leg. However, he was na‹ve, not stupid. 

It seemed like hours but was only a minute before Jenny felt his hand moving. First she felt his little finger touch her bare skin above her nylon. Then the other fingers joined it. Soon his entire hand was on the warm flesh of her bare thigh. Jenny thought she might climax right there. Instead she moved a little lower on the stool, forcing Tim's hand higher. Suddenly, she bit her lip and tried not to gasp. His fingers had reached her swollen inner lips.

The touch was light, tentative and shy as his fingers gently stroked her swollen lips. 

Jenny squirmed on the stool when his fingers began to search between the wet lips until he found her waiting hole. She sucked in her breath when a finger began to worm into her body. As the finger grew bolder, she began to tremble. Then she bit her lip when she felt another finger join the first. Now, two fingers were inside her. She could smell her excitement and worried that everyone else could. In fact, she was so wet that she could actually hear the squishing sound from Tim's now moving fingers. 

She knew they had to get out of there or she was going to rape the poor kid. She leaned over and whispered, "Do you want to go to my place?"

Tim almost appeared scared as he looked at her and then his friends. They were still busy talking. "Uh... sure," he answered. However, he didn't sound so sure.

"Make an excuse to your friends and let's go," she whispered.

The young man looked like a deer caught in the headlights. It was obvious that this had never happened to him before. After a moment's indecision he stepped over to his friends and said, "Uh... hey guys, I'm going to take Jenny home. A little too much to drink you know."

They paid little attention to him and casually waved goodbye. A second later Jenny was pulling him out of the bar. 

"Let's get a cab. I don't think either of us should drive."

As soon as they were inside the cab, Jenny leaned over and pressed her lips to Tim. He was startled at first but then relaxed and opened his mouth to her insistent tongue. By the time they paid for the cab, both of them were seething with passion. 

Jenny fumbled with the keys at her door, as Tim stood close behind her, kissing her neck. She practically dragged him into the apartment, slammed the door, and started pulling him toward the bedroom.

When the young man hesitated, Jenny stopped. "What's wrong?"

"Uh... uh... I... well, I never..." he stuttered.

Suddenly Jenny's eyes opened in shock and before she could stop herself she said, "You're a virgin?"

Tim's face turned beet red.

"Oh my God!" Jenny hissed excitedly.

Tim found his voice and said, "I... uh... I'm sorry."

"No, no, no," Jenny said, "that's wonderful." Jenny didn't tell him that she didn't have all that much experience either. But suddenly she felt a little like the "spider and the fly," or a vamp, seducing an innocent young man. She was right on both counts.

As Jenny looked at the fear on Tim's face, she knew that she had to change her tactics or risk him running from her apartment. "I can't believe some lady hasn't captured you yet," she said sincerely. She stepped close to the nervous young man and wrapped her arms around him. "We'll take it slow," she said with a smile. She lifted up on her toes and kissed him, her tongue going into his willing mouth. Her hands reached for his shirt, pulling it from his jeans and up over his head.

"Oh my," Jenny said when she saw his muscular chest. Quickly before he could stop her, she unsnapped his jeans and then pulled the zipper down. Then she knelt in front of him and inched them to his ankles. Suddenly her face was only inches from the large bulge in his briefs. She looked up at him and saw that his eyes were closed. His chest was heaving up and down with excitement as she hooked her fingers into the elastic and slowly pulled his underwear down. She suppressed a gasp when his rampant erection sprang out, almost hitting her in the face. Her hand was trembling as she wrapped it around his shaft. It was thick and long... much longer than Tom's, or for that matter any of her previous boyfriends. The swollen head was large and purple. The shaft was smooth and white with bulging veins. There was a bubble of pre-cum at the tip. 

Jenny began to pump her hand and watched the bubble turn larger and begin to drip from the head. 

Tim moaned and began to sway his hips back and forth. He dared not open his eyes for fear that the sight of the pretty woman on her knees in front of him would make him climax.

Jenny closed her eyes and opened her mouth as she moved toward the pulsing head. A moan escaped her throat when the head entered her mouth. She began to gently lick and suck the dripping head, swallowing the river of juice that was now running from the opening. The sweet taste of his juice was like an aphrodisiac to her. She could feel her own juices running down her thighs as she lost herself in the pleasure of sucking on his virgin shaft.

When Jenny felt Tim's hands on her head and his hips began to jerk, she realized that he was close to coming. Quickly, before he could climax, she pulled away, leaving his now wet penis throbbing in her hand. 

Tim moaned in frustration and opened his eyes to look down at her.

"Get these off," Jenny said as she helped him step out of his pants, underwear, shoes and socks. Suddenly, she realized that she had a totally naked man in her living room. With excitement pumping through her veins like molten lava she stood up and wrapped her arms around him, bringing her lips to his. They both moaned. Then Jenny grabbed his penis and turned around to lead him into her bedroom. When they were next to the bed, Jenny said, "Take my clothes off."

Tim's fingers were trembling as he began to unbutton her blouse. She helped him slip it off her shoulders, leaving her in her pretty pink lacy bra. "The snap is in the front," she whispered. 

Tim's fingers fumbled with the snap between her breasts before he got it loose. When he did, the elastic of the bra sprang from his fingers, baring both breasts. 

"Oh God," he gasped when he saw her large breasts before him. Without being told, he bent his head and began to kiss down the large orb until he reached her nipple. A second later he had the long and hard nub in his mouth. 

Jenny grabbed his head and cradled it to her heaving breast as waves of pleasure rushed through her. She could actually feel her juices dripping from her lips. She moved Tim's head to her other breasts and felt him suck the nipple into his mouth. She let him suck until both nipples were soaked with his saliva. The feeling was so exciting that she felt like she could cum from the sucking alone. However, she wanted more before she climaxed. "Tim," she whispered as she pulled his mouth from her breast. His eyes were glassy with lust as he stared at her. "Will you eat me?" she asked.

He looked at her for a second like he hadn't heard her. Then he his eyes opened wide. He whispered, "Uh... sure... but I... I don't know what to do."

"I'll show you," she said excitedly. With that she moved back to the bed and sat down. "Get on your knees." It was meant to be a request but sounded more like an order.

Either way, Tim hurried to comply.

Jenny realized that she still had her high-heels, nylons and skirt on. However, she didn't want to waste the time taking them off... she couldn't wait any longer for his mouth. She lifted up and pulled her skirt to her waist as she spread her legs. When she looked at Tim, she saw that his eyes were wide opened in excitement like a kid at Christmas. Yet there was also a tinge of fear as he stared at her now very swollen and wet vagina. Jenny felt a nasty seductress, but it was incredibly exciting to have the young man almost devouring her with his eyes.

"Do you like what you see," she hissed as she spread her legs a little wider.

Tim swallowed hard and gasped, "Yes." His voice was a hoarse whisper, filled with excitement.

"I want you to kiss my thighs first," she whispered.

Slowly Tim's head moved forward. When his lips were inches from her center, he turned and began to gently kiss the bare flesh between her nylons and her vagina. Jenny took his head in her hands and directed him from one thigh to the other. She wanted his mouth on her pussy desperately but yet she wanted to delay it as long as she could. She scooted forward on the bed and then lay back, continuing to hold his head away from her center. "Lick my outer lips," she whispered as she closed her eyes in pleasure.

Tim's tongue gently stroked her large outer lips as she asked, avoiding the incredibly swollen inner lips. 

Jenny's voice was now trembling as she finally directed his lips to her center. "Oh Jesus!" she gasped when she felt his tongue on her pulsing inner labia. "Gently... gently," she whispered. Any more pressure and she knew that she would go off like a firecracker.

Tim was a fast leaner and gently licked her swollen lips, using just the tip of his tongue. 

Jenny reached between her legs and spread her labia with her trembling fingers, opening herself to him. "Stick your tongue in me now," she ordered, her voice now hoarse with excitement too. Then, when she felt his tongue slip inside, her hips automatically lifted from the bed. She pulled his head harshly between her legs, her fingers pulling his hair, forcing his nose to touch her very swollen clit. "Oh Jesus, suck my clit," she screamed as her strong thighs wrapped around the boy's shoulders, pulling his face even tighter to her crotch.

The young man opened his mouth and sucked her clit inside. 

Suddenly, a chain reaction of explosions began to go off in Jenny's head. The room started to spin and she felt like she was floating on a storm-swollen ocean. Her mind went blank as incredible pleasure coursed though her. And, while Tom's oral sex was good, nothing in her life had ever felt this good.

Tim began to suck her fat lips and her clit into his mouth. Then he used his teeth to nibble on the blood filled lips, searching for the smooth little pea buried inside. When he found it, he gently nibbled on it.

Jenny was gone. Her body began to thrash on the bed as she threw her head back and forth, moaning incoherently. Waves of pleasure rocketed though her, consuming all of her senses until she was a quivering mass of flesh. Each time she thought that her climax was ending, Tim would touch her clit again and it would start all over. She had no idea how long it lasted but it seemed like hours. 

Finally exhausted, Jenny's thighs lost their strength and fell from the boy's shoulders. She had to push his mouth from her now very sensitive vagina. She held his head in her hands and away from her still pulsing lips until she could catch her breath. When she looked down, she almost gasped. The poor boy's face was covered in her juices, just like Tom's face the other day. Tim was smiling broadly. She returned a weak smile and pulled him up until he was lying on the bed beside her. 

"God Tim that was the most... the most fantastic climax that I've ever had." Jenny pulled his wet face to her and kissed his lips tenderly. "Thanks," she whispered. Then she looked at his face again and said, "Do you want to go clean your face?" It was Jenny's turn to be embarrassed.

"No... I like it the way it is," he answered with a shy smile. 

"You are a gem," Jenny giggled. Then she took his face in her hands and said, "Are you ready to fuck for the first time?"

"God yes," he gasped and looked down at his swollen penis as if to emphasize his readiness.

Jenny looked too and laughed. His penis was red and throbbing, the bulging purple veins that ran up and down the sides looked ready to burst. "I guess you are." She stood up and slipped off her now very wrinkled skirt. She looked at Tim and said, "Would you like me to leave my nylons and heels on?"

"Please."

Jenny crawled onto the bed and got onto her back. She opened her arms to Tim. He crawled over her and bent his head to kiss her lips. Jenny lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. "Fuck me," she gasped. 

The tip of Tim's penis touched Jenny's still swollen lips. He hesitated and said, "I... I won't last long."

"That's okay, you'll last longer the second time. I just need to feel a cock in me now. It's been so long." Jenny reached between their bodies and grasped his penis. She rubbed the head up and down her lips before centering it on her waiting hole. "Fuck me now!" she gasped.

With that, Tim pressed his hips downward, forcing the swollen head and then the long shaft into the first pussy he had ever been inside. A long moan escaped his lips and he closed his eyes tight in an attempt to forestall his rapidly approaching climax. The pulsing of her hole caressed his hard shaft as it went all the way to the bottom. Another moan, almost a cry of desperation escaped his lips.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Jenny gasped. It had been a year since she had felt a penis inside her. She had almost forgotten how good the real thing felt. It was so much better than the vibrator. It was warm and pulsing... not cold and unresponsive. She even imagined that she could feel the blood pumping through the swollen veins of his shaft. Jenny squeezed him to her body with her arms and legs, holding him deep inside her. "Don's move," she whispered. "Just relax."

That was an impossible task for the young man. While he wanted to enjoy the warmth of her body, his reflexes were telling him to move... and he would have if Jenny had not been holding him so tightly. He could feel her vagina pulsing around his shaft and he gasped, "Oh Jesus." His balls were churning, desperate to unleash his pent up sperm. Yet, he wanted to delay it too. He wanted to make his first time last forever.

Jenny held his body tightly to her, forcing him to remain still. She could feel his heart beating against her now heaving chest. His strong chest muscles pressed to her soft breasts. Little tremors began to run through Jenny and her vagina began to spasm. She knew that if she didn't let Tim move he would climax anyway... and so would she. "Fuck me," she gasped into his ear as she relaxed her thighs around his waist.




Living Large Pt. 01



Tim didn't need to be told twice. He lifted his hips, pulling his long shaft out until only the head was inside. Then he plunged down. Without pausing, he pulled out and plunged inside again and then again. Within seconds he had established a rhythm and the room quickly filled with the sloppy sounds of their organs.

That was all Jenny needed. Another climax began. "Ohhhhhhhhh," she gasped in surprise. She had never had a second climax so quickly. Her hips lifted from the bed, forcing him all the way inside her convulsing hole.

Tim was right behind her. His hips were a blur as he plunged in and out madly. Suddenly, a bellow escaped his lips and he plunged in as deeply as he could go. 

Jenny's climax had begun to slow when she heard Tim's cry and felt his penis hit bottom. Incredibly, she felt it... she actually felt the force of his semen hitting the walls of her vagina. She hadn't thought that that was possible. It was enough to send her over the top again. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she gasped as her body was consumed again.

Tim was oblivious to Jenny's climax as he poured ever ounce of sperm in his balls into her willing hole.



Living Large Pt. 02



Chapter 6 

Jenny must have dozed off for when she opened her eyes she saw that an hour had passed. She realized that Tim was awake and lying beside her with his hand on her breast. He had his head on his hand and was tweaking her nipple, staring at her large breasts. She smiled and grabbed his hand. "I guess I dozed off... sorry," she apologized.

"It's okay. I was watching you sleep." 

Jenny smiled. "Well, how was your first time?" 

"Amazing," he answered with his own smile. Then the smile faded and he said, "Could I... uh would you mind if I... if I... uh... looked at you." His face turned red.

Jenny looked at him like she didn't understand.

"I mean... I mean... you know, down there," he added and looked between Jenny's legs. "When... when we were... you know involved, I didn't get much of a chance to look."

She tried to hide her surprise. She didn't know why but she felt blood rushing to her face making it hot. "Uh... yeah... sure if you want," she answered, wondering why someone would want to stare at her down there.

Quickly, as if he thought that she was going to change her mind, Tim crawled between Jenny's legs and got on his stomach, his face inches from her vagina.

Jenny allowed him to lift and then spread her legs. However, she was embarrassed by being so exposed. Then that feeling faded when she saw a look of wonder on Tim's handsome face as he stared at her exposed sex.

"It's beautiful," he whispered almost to himself. Then he looked up at her. "I've seen them in video's and in pictures but none had lips as large as yours." Then he reached up and grabbed her breast, tweaking her long nipples. "Even your breast and nipples are the biggest that I've ever seen." Then he said, "Everything's big on you." Suddenly he apparently realized how that sounded and he quickly stuttered an apology, "I mean... I like it... you're very sexy." 

"It's okay," Jenny said and smiled. She realized that for the first time in her life she didn't mind someone calling her "big". She was big... "Big and beautiful". She spread her legs even wider. When she felt Tim opening her lips, she realized that she was dripping from their previous coupling as well as renewed excitement. She said, "Let me to clean up."

"No," Tim responded without hesitation.

Jenny shrugged her shoulders in resignation. Then she closed her eyes, laid her head back and let him explore her. She could feel his fingers touching her here and there, opening her lips and exposing the nub of her clit and then squeezing the flesh around it. Within minutes she was trembling with excitement again. 

Tim fondled her gently for a long time. Then he whispered, "Turn over."

Jenny hesitated.

"I want to look at your ass."

Jenny took a deep breath and turned over until she was on her stomach. Now she could feel Tim's eyes on her ass. Her face flushed and she felt a tinge of embarrassment mixed with her excitement. She wasn't sure if this would be comfortable for even a small woman.

"God," she heard him whisper. Then she felt his lips on her ass cheeks. She giggled and then wiggled her butt when his tongue began to tickle the smooth flesh of her mounds. "Timmmmmmm" she gasped in surprise when he grabbed her ass with his hands and separated the cheeks. She could feel the cool room air on her most private part. Her little star puckered in reflex. 

Suddenly, Tim pressed his face between her cheeks. 

"Oh God," she gasped when she felt his tongue begin to lick between her cheeks, from the top of her crack almost to her asshole. She couldn't believe what she was letting this young boy do. Just a few short weeks ago she would have been horrified to have someone do something so intimate. Now she couldn't deny how excited this nasty act was making her. 

After a minute Tim whispered, "Lift up."

Jenny looked back at him as she raised her hips. She saw him grab a pillow and push it under her raised hips. Now her mid-section was elevated. "What're you doing?" she asked, almost ready to put a stop to this.

Tim's answer was a smile. He moved back to his position between her legs and grabbed her ass cheeks again. This time he pulled them as far apart as possible.

Jenny was ready to panic as she felt his face move between her ass cheeks again. Suddenly she knew what he was about to do. Her conservative mind wanted to stop him, but then she remembered her commitment to herself to try anything... at least once.  She took a deep breath and held it. A second later she gasped, "Oh my God." The air rushed from her lungs as she felt the young man's tongue searching for her tiny rear hole. "Tim," she whispered almost pleadingly when she felt him trying to wiggle his tongue into her back passage. 

Tim pulled his mouth from between her cheeks and said, "Relax."

She tried but it was very difficult. She felt more pressure on her tiny rear hold from his searching tongue. Her sphincter muscle continued to resist. However, the pressure grew until his tongue slipped through. "Ahhhhhhheeeee," she gasped as she felt her nether hole invaded and stretched by his probing tongue. It was so nasty, but yet she felt her vagina flooding. 

Tim began to work his tongue in and out as he held her cheeks wide. 

In spite of her reluctance, Jenny's hips began to squirm.

Tim pulled away and Jenny sighed. Was it a sigh of relief or frustration? She didn't know. Then Tim crawled over her body and leaned close to her ear. His voice was almost shaking as he whispered, "Will... will you... do something for me?"

"What?" Jenny asked with uncertainty in her voice. She turned toward him and looked at his now red face.

"Uh... it's always been a fantasy of mine," he whispered shyly. Then he seemed to lose his nerve. "No... it's okay."

"No," Jenny responded. "What is it?" She wondered what could be so bad that he was afraid to ask. God, he had already stuck his tongue up her ass.

"Would you... would you... uh... sit on... sit on my face," he stuttered.

"Sit on your face?" Jenny said in a high pitched tone, her voice unintentionally showing her surprise.

"Sorry... I'm sorry... it's okay."

Jenny was silent for a few moments. What the hell, she thought, if it's his fantasy. Who was going to know anyway? "All right." 

"Really," Tim said as his face lit up.

"Sure, if that's what you want, I'd be happy to." How could she deny someone who had brought her so much pleasure already? Besides, it might be fun.

Tim stood up excitedly. "Come over here," he said, pulling her off the bed and over to a cushioned chair. Then he sat down on the floor and leaned his head back.

Jenny looked at him with a question on her face.

"Turn around and sit down."

She shrugged her shoulders again and turned around, placing her feet on either side of him. Slowly she backed up and squatted. A little gasp escaped her lips when she felt her still sopping pussy touch his face. She held her weight on her hands as she remained suspended over him.

Tim suddenly reached up and pulled on her thighs, forcing her to lose her balance and sit with all of her weight on his upturned face. "Ohhhhhh," she gasped as her center enclosed his welcoming face. "Jesus," she gasped when she felt his tongue begin to move on her now swollen lips. Still, she was afraid that she was going to smother him and tried to lift herself. However, his hands held her firmly until finally she gave up and decided to just enjoy it. 

Underneath her she could hear that Tim was moaning in excitement. She could see his penis throbbing between his legs and knew that he was enjoying himself. This was almost too kinky for her but she thought if this is what he wants, then who was she to deny him. A smile came to her face and she began to move her hips in a circle.  As her excitement grew, a thought came to her and she lifted herself off his surprised face. 

"Don't stop," he pleaded with a sad face.  He was covered with a combination of her juice and his.

"This isn't that comfortable for me. Get on the floor on your back."

Suddenly his face brightened and he hurried to comply. A second later he was lying on his back on the carpet, looking up at her. 

"I need something to read," Jenny said and went over and got her self-help book. She returned and straddled his head and squatted. She looked down at him and said, "So you like my big ass on your face?"

Tim was too excited to answer. Instead he just nodded his head.

"All right then, I want you to stick your tongue up my ass as I read my book." She saw Tim tremble at her words. Suddenly she was trembling as well. She centered her ass on the young man's mouth. When she felt his tongue at her ass this time, she relaxed her sphincter and let it slip easily into her. She lowered herself slowly with her hands on the floor until her ass cheeks met his face. Then she stretched her legs out in front of her and eased her hands from the floor. Soon, the poor boy's face was buried in her fleshy bottom, snuggly wedged between her ass cheeks. She sighed, picked up her book and opened it to the chapter on assertiveness. She almost giggled as she wondered if this was what the author meant about being "assertive".

Occasionally Jenny would move so Tim could breath and then she would glance back to make sure that he was still hard. Each time she saw that his penis was rock hard, pulsing and there was a steady stream of juice running down the shaft. She sighed and wiggled her hips, bringing another moan from between her cheeks.

After the boys tongue had been up her ass for quite some time, she decided that she needed her pussy taken care of again. She lifted up and looked down at his red face and smiled. "Open your mouth," she ordered. When he did she directed her blood-engorged lips to his mouth.  Her large inner lips were so swollen that his mouth was completely filled. "Suck me," she stated flatly and sat down again. A sigh of pleasure escaped her as she felt him begin to suck and chew on the warm and wet flesh. Now she could no longer read her book as her state of excitement grew again. She began to shift her hips around until she centered her clit on his tongue. "Oh Jesus," she gasped as another climax took her. Her body trembled and swayed as her movements threatened to make her fall from her perch. Her climaxing vagina released a torrent of juice into the boy's sucking mouth. Somehow she maintained contact with his sucking mouth until her climax began to fade. When it did, she slowly removed her ass from his face.

"Oh my," she gasped when she saw the state of the poor boy under her. His face was blood red and covered from forehead to chin in a sticky mess. "Are you okay," she asked in a worried tone.

"I've never been better," he smiled sheepishly. "Thank you."

Jenny laughed and said, "I should be thanking you." She turned and saw that his penis was still hard. "Stay where you are. I need another part of you." With that she stood up and moved to his middle, straddling him. Like she had done to his face, she squatted. A moan escaped her lips when his penis touched her more than ready hole. Without preliminaries she sat down, taking him into her in one motion.

"Oh God," Tim moaned as he felt her warm hole surrounding him. 

Jenny wasted no time and began to move up and down on his shaft. She leaned forward and rested her large breasts on his chest, looking at his face. "You're a mess," she laughed. She brought her lips to his. "Mmmm, very tasty," she giggled. Soon her tongue was moving in and out of his mouth like his penis was moving in and out of her other end. 

This time, the coupling lasted a long, long time. The room echoed with their grunts of pleasure but no words were spoken... none were necessary. They were like to rutting animals, oblivious to everything but their mutual pleasure. 

Jenny climaxed several times before Tim unleashed his second load into her. When they finally pulled apart, both of them needed a shower.

After the shower, Jenny walked Tim to the door. She had a towel wrapped around her and her hair was wet.

"You look beautiful," Tim said. "Thanks for a wonderful evening."

"You're welcome. Mine wasn't so bad either," she smiled. Then she asked him if he wanted to stay the night. He surprised her when he said he had to get home or his mom would be worried. He kissed her one last time and waved goodbye.

Jenny watched him disappear down the hall before she closed the door and then leaned back against it and sighed. A quick pang of guilt rushed through her. He was so young, she thought. Then she told herself that he was of legal age and could choose for himself... besides, no one got hurt. Although several times she had worried that she was going to smother him to death. How would she explain that to the police? She laughed out loud as she walked slowly back to her room where she collapsed on the bed and fell into an exhausted sleep. 

Chapter 7

It was raining "cats and dogs" as Jenny rushed into the work the following morning. However, the inclement weather had no effect on her bubbly mood. Her incredible evening with Tim was still fresh on her mind. She couldn't believe what she had done or let be done to her. Besides that, she was truly amazed at how star struck the young man had been with her. He was young, well build and handsome. She, on the other hand was pretty, but no match for all the good-looking women at the agency. Then, she chastised herself for her negative thoughts. The author in her book had written that those kinds of thoughts were forbidden.

"Hi Tom," she said as she rushed passed her boss to her office. She was fifteen minutes late because she just couldn't seem to get going this morning.

"Hi Jenny. Can you come to my office later? I have some things I need you to do," Tom said. 

"Sure, let me get settled in. Is ten o'clock okay?"

"Fine," the handsome man said and smiled.

Jenny sighed as she looked at her desk. It was a mess and she needed some quiet time catch up. However, just as she sat down, she heard a knock at her door. When she looked up, she saw Tim peeking into her office.

"Got a minute?" Tim asked. 

Jenny hesitated as she thought of all the work she had to do but then she smiled. "Sure, come in."

The young man stepped into her office and closed the door. "I just wanted to... to thank you again for last night."

"You're welcome." Then she saw the young man start to say something and hesitate. "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, fine. I... I ... uh... just wanted to... uh assure you that I'm not... not weird or anything."

"What'd you mean?" Jenny said suddenly realizing what he was getting at.

"You know... me... uh asking you to... uh... sit on my... you know."

Jenny put her hand over her mouth and giggled loudly. Then she saw Tim's face turn red. She quickly composed herself and said, "Tim, what happened between us is between us. Besides, it takes two. If I thought it was too weird, I wouldn't have done it. In fact, I thought that it was incredibly exciting."

"Really?" Tim said with obvious relief.

"Absolutely. Anytime you want me to sit on your face, just ask," she laughed. "In fact, I think I need a special chair so I will be more comfortable when I read," she kidded. She got up and came around her desk and stood in front of him. "It was a wonderful evening. I don't think I ever came so much in one evening, or for that matter, so intensely."

Tim smiled like a boy that had just hit the winning home run for his Little League team. "Me too." 

Jenny pulled him to her and they kissed gently. A second later it turned passionate. "Mmmm," Jenny said as she wrenched herself from him. "Don't get me started," she said with a smile.

"Uh... would you... uh consider going out with me this Saturday night?"

"Well... uh..." Jenny said and hesitated... not because she didn't want to go out with him but she was pretty sure he didn't have a lot of money to take her out.

"That's okay," he added sadly.

"No... no. Listen, why don't you come over to my place for dinner. I'm a pretty good cook you know."

His face lit up and he said eagerly, "Great. What time?"

"Say about seven."

"I'll be there." He kissed Jenny quickly again and left.

Jenny smiled as she walked back to her desk. Now maybe she could get to work. 

"Ringgggg."

Jenny sighed in frustration and picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Jenny, this is Michael from the clothing store."

"Oh, hi Michael."

"I just wanted to check in on you and see how your new outfits are working out?"

"It's been wonderful. You were right. The clothes seem to be opening doors for me." At least bedroom doors, she thought.

"That's great. I also wanted to let you know that we have some new styles in if you are interested."

"I think I've spent enough money on clothes for a while."

"I understand. We do have a shipment of the new thongs... the 4812's. There supposed to be even more comfortable than the 4811's."

"Okay, I can afford that," Jenny laughed. "Maybe I'll stop by at lunch time."

"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to have dinner with me one night this week. My husband is out of town."

"Uh... well, let me look at my calendar." Jenny opened her calendar, trying to think of an excuse not to meet her. She remembered the way the older woman had touched her when she was buying the clothes. Then Jenny thought that she did seem like a nice lady and that it wouldn't hurt to be friends with her... she might save a lot of money on clothes. "Tomorrow night looks good."

"Great, I'll pick you up at your place at 7:30."

"Sure. See you then. Goodbye," Jenny said and hung up, wondering if she had done the right thing.

No sooner had she put the phone down when the two cute guys from Marketing, Sean and Jack showed up at her door.

"Hey Jenny," the taller one said.

Both of the guys were handsome and about twenty-seven. One had blonde hair and was at least six-two and the other had brown hair and was five-nine or so. They seemed to be a team and were always together. She sometimes thought that they might be gay.

"Hi Sean... Jack," Jenny answered.

"Listen, we know that you're busy but we were wondering if you would let us buy you a drink one night this week?"

"Uh... let me get back to you. I have a pretty busy week."

"Maybe next week then."

"Great," Jenny said. "Now I got to get some work done."

"See ya," they both said and left. 

Finally Jenny got a good hour of work before her phone rang again. This time it was Tom. She knew what he wanted and she figured she might as well get it over with.

Tom was sitting behind his desk when Jenny walked in. She closed the door and walked over to stand on his side of the desk. "I'm here to pay you the one I owe you," Jenny said.

"Pay me what?" he said as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

"Scoot back," Jenny said, ignoring his supposed memory loss. She grabbed a cushion from his sofa and threw it down at his feet.

Tom sat in stunned silence as he watched Jenny get to her knees between his legs. 

Without a word, she reached for his zipper and pulled it down. Then she reached inside and found his rapidly swelling penis. She looked up at him and said, "Pull your pants down so we don't get them messed up... in case I dribble."

Tom lifted up as if in a trance and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles. His penis was suddenly fully hard.

"Mmmm," Jenny said as she stroked his now pulsing shaft. "So I guess I have to suck the boss's cock if I want to keep my job, huh?" she laughed.

"Uh no," Tom responded. "But it'd be very nice if you did," he added.

"You mean I don't have to do it?" Jenny teased as she held his penis up, running her hand up and down the shaft slowly.

"No... yes... I don't know. Suck me," he pleaded.

With excitement rising, Jenny pulled his penis to her mouth. She used her tongue to lick the shaft under the crown, teasing it with flicking motions. Then she circled her tongue around the head several times before lapping a drop of juice from the slit. She looked up and saw that Tom had his eyes closed and his head back. Jenny reached between his legs and lifted his large balls. She hadn't paid attention to them the last time. She held them up and watched them move in her hand. Slowly she licked down the shaft, leaving a trail of her saliva behind, until she got to his large orbs. She opened her mouth wide and sucked one large testicle inside, her cheeks bulging. It felt strange as the hair tickled the roof of her mouth. Suddenly she realized the power she had at that moment. If she clamped down even a little bit, it could be very painful. 




Living Large Pt. 02



Tom squirmed in his chair above her and moaned.

Suddenly Jenny knew what many women had known since the beginning of time-women have a great deal of power and ultimate control. However, it was obvious that most women didn't realize it. Sex rules the world and ultimately power goes to those that know how to use it. She would have smiled at her revelation, but her mouth was filled.

"Jesus Jenny," Tom moaned as he felt her let one orb slip out of her mouth and take the other in.

Jenny squeezed her thighs together as her own excitement grew. Not only because she was sucking Tom, but because of the incredible feeling of power. Some women might have felt humiliated to be on their knees sucking their boss's cock. And Jenny might have agreed just a few weeks ago... but not now. Now she was in control. She let the ball slip out of her mouth and then took the swollen head of his penis inside.

"Ahhhhhh," Tom gasped.

Jenny sucked the head like a lollipop. Then she pulled it out and looked up at Tom. "Do like me sucking your cock?"

Tom just moaned.

"Do you like me sucking your cock?" she asked again.

"Yesssss!!!" Tom hissed.

Jenny continued to stroke the shaft and said, "Do you want me to drink your cum?"

"Yes!!!" he answered right away this time. 

With a smile Jenny took the head back into her mouth and began to suck hard. Her hand began to move fast on the shaft as she moaned deep in her throat. She was ready for his cum. Her own vagina was throbbing as she squeezed her thighs tightly together. Suddenly, she heard Tom moan and her mouth began to fill with his hot cream. With her first swallow a climax began for her as well. She gasped and swallowed quickly again as his semen poured down her throat.  Her head was spinning and her body trembled as waves of pleasure rushed through her. Her climax continued until Tom's balls were depleted and his penis had shrunk. 

When she sat back she saw that Tom still had his head back and his eyes were closed. She stood up and wiped a gob of cream from the corner of her mouth. "I have to get back to work. But now, you owe ME one." With that she strutted out of his office, leaving the handsome man wondering what had just happened.

Jenny knew what had just happened-it was all about self-confidence, self-respect and.... power.

Chapter 8

Jenny was waiting nervously for the doorbell to ring. She had been antsy all day about her "date" with Michael. She wasn't even sure why. She had tried on several outfits before deciding on a flowered summer dress that was low cut and tight from her breasts to her waist and then flared out at her hips.  Two thin spaghetti straps across her shoulders held up the bodice. She had on a pair of thigh-high nylons and high-heeled shoes. Under the dress she had on a special bra that lifted her breasts, emphasizing her substantial cleavage and almost threatening to spill the shimmering orbs over the top. She knew that she looked good, but wondered why she cared so much... it was just a girl's night out.  Or was it?

When the doorbell finally rang, Jenny was relieved. She checked her hair and dress one last time, making sure her breasts hadn't popped out, before she opened the door.

"Good evening Jenny," Michael said.

Jenny hesitated for a moment. She almost didn't recognize the woman standing before her. Gone were her dowdy glasses and the business suit. The woman at the door had shoulder length blond hair, pretty blue eyes and she was wearing a dress Jenny had seen in the shop-it cost more than Jenny made in a month. The dress was white, contrasting beautifully with her golden brown skin, and was tight all the way from the V-neck to the top of her thighs where it ended, exposing most of her tanned legs. Jenny was surprised to see that she had cleavage. Her breasts were small but appeared firm and about the size of oranges. She obviously didn't have a bra on. Jenny also noticed that she had on a huge diamond ring and matching earrings and thought that the clothing business must be pretty good.

"Are you okay Jenny?" the woman asked.

"Yes... yes, I'm sorry... you just look beautiful." Jenny blushed at her words.

"Thank you. You look gorgeous yourself. And, I love your dress... did you get it from anyone I know?" she asked factiously.

"Yes. I got it from a great little shop near where I work." 

They both laughed. 

"Shall we go?"

Jenny followed the beautiful woman out of her apartment and watched her walk down the stairs in front of her. She was quite impressed with the woman's grace at descending the steep steps with the stylish and extraordinary high-heeled shoes. She still found it hard to believe that she was the same woman that she met at the clothing store.

When they reached the street, Jenny saw that Michael had a large and very expensive looking white Mercedes waiting at the curb.  "Wow, great car," Jenny said as she got in the passengers side. 

"I guess you're wondering how I afford it with my small shop," Michael said with a smile as she pulled away from the curb.

"Well, I assume you make a lot of money at the shop."

"On the contrary, I lose money. Competition in the clothing business is fierce and the margins are very narrow," Michael lamented. 

"I've always heard that it's difficult business," Jenny said and looked at her curiously, wondering where she got the money that she appeared to have.

Then she answered Jenny's unasked question. "Actually I have a very rich husband. He's much older than I am, but he treats me really well."  She held up her hand and showed her the three-carat diamond ring. 

"Oh," Jenny exclaimed, slightly embarrassed for some reason.

Michael laughed.

Jenny wanted to change the subject and said, "I've thought about starting my own modeling business some day... uh... for large women."

"Really?" Michael asked thoughtfully and with interest. "That might be a great idea. There's a serious shortage of modeling agencies for larger women." Michael thought for a second and added, "I could start a line of larger sized clothes and supply all your women." She was only being partially factious. 

Jenny looked at her in surprise and said, "Seriously?"

"It would make a great sideline... maybe more than a sideline. I see all the styles from the latest designers and they're all aimed at skinny women. I'm sure I could convince at least some of the designers to think a little... broader." She laughed at her own words. "Well, you know what I mean. Let me know when you're ready to start."

"The truth is I started a business plan but haven't given it any serious thought lately. However it has been in the back of my mind for some time."

"Then please give it some serious thought. I'm pretty sure that I could help you along the way. Contrary to my balance sheet, I do have a good business mind."

Jenny was suddenly very excited. She knew that she was a long way from starting a business, but it had been her goal to have her own business since she was ten years old and had set up a lemonade stand in her neighborhood. 

The conversation slowed for a moment as Michael negotiated though the heavy downtown traffic. 

"Where're we going to eat?"

"I thought we would go to De Antonio's"

"I've never been there. A little rich for my budget." Jenny was a little concerned that they might be going "Dutch". She wondered how much cash she had in her wallet.

"Well, we have to discuss your business goals, so I can write it off to taxes."

Jenny was relieved. She also realized that Michael could well afford the restaurant without writing it off as a business expense. However, she did appreciate the fact that she seemed to be trying to downplay the financial gap between the two of them.

They continued to talk as Michael drove to the restaurant, slipping the large car in and out of traffic with ease. When they pulled up at De Antonio's, a carhop opened the door for them. 

"Nice to see you Mrs. Duran," the carhop said as he took the keys.

"Good to see you too Tony." Michael smiled at the well built and handsome boy. Then she turned to Jenny and whispered, "Handsome, but not a lot of brains beyond the brawn."

Jenny looked at Michael curiously. She seemed to be a little too familiar with the young man. She filed that away and followed the woman into the restaurant.

De Antonio's was outlandishly expensive and catered to the rich and famous.

"Mrs. Duran," the host said with a familiar greeting to Michael. "It's good to see you again. We have your table ready."

"Thank you Mario, it's always good to see you." 

Jenny was impressed with the d‚cor of the fancy restaurant. It was typical Italian but with expensive looking paintings, marble statues and gorgeous hanging plants. At first it seemed that the place was deserted but then Jenny realized that the tables were organized around the statues and hanging plants to give the feeling of privacy. 

The two women were shown to a circular booth with high-backed padded seats. Around the top of the seats were vases of fresh cut flowers, making the booth even more private. 

Jenny slid in and was surprised when Michael slid in next to her instead of taking the other side. The two of them were sitting close together with their thighs almost touching. 

When they were comfortable, Michael said, "So, your new style and clothes seem to be working for you."

"Yes, I've certainly been getting noticed. The clothes have been like magic."

"It's more than the clothes Jenny. I don't know you well but I can see a difference from the woman that walked into my shop a short while ago and the one sitting next to me now... almost a Cinderella story huh?"

"Well, I don't think it's quite that dramatic. But it has been an amazing couple of weeks," Jenny said, thinking for a moment. "I learn something new about myself almost everyday. Although I still have a long way to go."

"I'm so happy for you," Michael said and casually placed her hand on Jenny's thigh. 

Jenny almost jumped but forced herself to remain calm. She could feel the warmth of Michael's hand through her thin dress. Suddenly Jenny looked up and saw that the waiter was there to take their drink order. 

Michael didn't remove her hand.

When the waiter left, Michael leaned loser to Jenny and said, "So have the clothes improved your love life?" Her eyes were sparkling with excitement.

The question surprised Jenny. "Uh... well... actually... yes they have." She wasn't sure how Michael knew her love life needed improving, as she didn't remember discussing any of that with her. She concluded that it must have been an assumption on her part. 

"I thought it would," Michael responded and squeezed her thigh.

Jenny crossed her legs, hoping that that would force her to move her hand. Instead, the weight of the pretty woman's hand and the silkiness of the dress on her nylon encased thigh caused the dress to slip higher on her thigh. Suddenly, Jenny felt Michael's hand touch the bare skin between her nylon tops and her bunched up dress. A rush of unwanted excitement went through her and she began to feel lightheaded. She hadn't even had a drink yet... but she suddenly needed one.

"You are a very attractive young woman. But everyone needs the right clothes to bring out their best," Michael said as her hand gently rubbed the warm flesh of Jenny's thigh. 

Jenny trembled. Her reaction was quite surprising because had never had any attraction toward women. Over the years she had had several lesbian friends and had always wondered why one woman was attracted to another. Then, as she got to know them she realized that most true lesbians were born that way. But yet that didn't explain why some women went both ways. A friend that went "both" ways had said, "Why cut off half the world." While Jenny felt that there was strange logic in that, it just wasn't her thing. She liked men too much. However, right now, she couldn't deny that Michael was definitely having an affect on her. It was all very confusing.

"I love these nylons," Michael said as she used her finger to trace the pattern at the top of the silky material.

Jenny was relieved when the waiter arrived with their drinks. She thought that Michael would finally remove her hand... however, she didn't. In fact, she moved her hand slightly higher, insinuating it under the hem of her dress. Jenny's face got red when she looked at the waiter. There was a knowing smile on his face. However, Michael didn't seem to pay any attention to him. 

The waiter placed their drinks and menus on the table and discretely left.

Suddenly Jenny felt Michael's fingers moving past the band on her thigh-high nylon and moving higher. When she was only inches from her crotch Jenny said, "Michael... uh... listen... uh." 

"Yes?" Michael asked with a lustful smile on her face. 

Jenny picked up her drink and took a quick swallow. "Uh... I'm not like that," she said, straining to keep excitement from her voice.

"Like what?" Michael asked.

"Uh... you know... a lesbian." Her voice was a horse whisper.

Michael laughed loudly. "I'm sorry honey," she apologized for laughing. "I'm not a lesbian either. I love men." 

Jenny looked at her quizzically. She must be one of those women that go both ways, she thought.

"I think I love your freshness most of all... some would call it naivet‚." 

Jenny took another large drink; her hand was now shaking. She felt a sudden twinge of anger. It was almost like Michael was so much older than she was. However, she knew that there was only five or six year's difference in their ages.  

"Sweetie, you don't have to be a lesbian to like women... especially a pretty one like you." Michael squeezed her bare thigh, insinuating her finger deeper between the warm flesh. "I assume that you have never been with a woman?"

"No... certainly not," Jenny said quickly. Her voice sounded harsher, almost indignant. 

"Well, you shouldn't condemn something that you haven't tried." Then Michael leaned even closer and whispered, "Spread your legs for me."

"Huh?" Jenny almost gasped.

Michael's hand pulled on her thigh as if to encourage her.

In spite of her reservations, excitement overcame her anger and she found her legs uncrossing. Then they opened, almost as if they had a will of their own.  Jenny gasped when she felt the older woman's hand slip between her legs to the gusset of her panties.

"Mmmm, just as I thought, you're wet."

Jenny felt her face turn red. She couldn't deny it. The evidence was under the fingers of the woman's searching hand. Even with the absorbent crotch of her thongs, the wetness had soaked through. 

Just then the waiter came back to the table to take their order. This time, Michael slowly, almost casually pulled her hand from between Jenny's legs. "Give us another minute," she said to the young man, then to Jenny, "Let's look at the menus."

Relieved, Jenny nodded her head. Then she almost gasped when she saw Michael's wet fingers holding the menu. They were shining with her juice. 

A few minutes later they ordered dinner. As they ate, they talked about Jenny's business ideas. Michael seemed genuinely interested.

Jenny was relieved that the subject of sex did not come up again. However, there was still sexual tension in the air throughout dinner.

Chapter 9

Two hours and quite a few glasses of wine later, Jenny and Michael sat in her car outside Jenny's apartment. Both of them were still feeling the effects of the alcohol they had consumed. 

Jenny was suddenly very nervous again. She had a dilemma: should she invite Michael up... would it be rude not to? If she did, what would happen? While she didn't have an easy answer, she had convinced herself that she was still in control.

Finally she turned to the waiting woman and said, "Uh... would you... uh like to come up for a minute?" She was half hoping and, at the same time fearing that she would say no.

"That would be nice," Michael answered without hesitation. 

As Jenny led Michael up the stairs, she couldn't help but feel the older woman's eyes on her ass. And, as much as she didn't want to admit it, her increasing heartbeat and the weakness in her knees said that it was exciting her. 

At the door, Jenny fumbled with her keys, unable to get the proper one into the lock.

"Here," Michael said, taking the key from her trembling hands with a knowing smile and unlocking the door.

As soon as the two stepped into the apartment, and the door was closed, Michael spun Jenny around and took her into her arms.

"Michael," Jenny gasped as the older woman leaned forward as if to kiss her. Jenny turned her head to the side.

Michael was undeterred. She bent her head and kissed her bare neck, sending goose bumps up and down the younger woman's body. At the same time Michael's hands slipped down her back and she grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her toward her. "I love your ass," Michael whispered as her lips rained kisses onto the trembling woman's neck. Then, quickly, before Jenny could protest, Michael pulled the back of her dress up until she could grasp her bare ass cheeks. "Mmmmm," she whispered. "You have very spankable ass cheeks. Have you ever had an erotic spanking?"

Jenny felt electric shocks go through her. "Noooo," she gasped.

"You don't know what you're missing," she said before reluctantly pulling her hands from her ass and reaching for the two thin straps of her dress top. 

Jenny stood frozen as the older woman slipped her fingers under the shoulder straps and pushed them down her arms. The top of the dress immediately fell from Jenny's breasts, leaving her covered by only her bra.

"Wonderful bra," Michael said as she looked down at her pretty bra and the shimmering flesh of her breasts almost spilling from the top. Then her hands moved up. A second later she had insinuated them into the bra and pulled both of Jenny's breasts out.

"Ohhhhh," Jenny hissed as her chest was exposed to the women's hungry eyes. She had to fight back the urge to run... to end this.  But yet her legs felt like rubber and seemed to only have enough energy to hold her body upright. 

"Oh Jesus," Michael moaned as she saw the long nipples. Immediately her head bent as her hands lifted the two large orbs. A second later she had one nipple in her hot mouth.

"Oh God Michael... please." Jenny didn't know if she was saying please stop or please continue. Her eyes closed and she swayed back on her heels as the experienced mouth of the older woman sent shock waves through her.

Michael smiled around the nipple she was sucking when she felt Jenny trembling.  As she continued to suck, she slowly began to push her into the living room. By the time both nipples were wet with her saliva, she had her standing at the edge of the sofa. Without saying anything, Michael quickly spun around and sat down on the sofa, pulling Jenny over her lap until she was over her knees, facing the floor.

Jenny squealed as she fell over the woman's thighs.  She squealed in surprise and said, "Michael... what're you doing?" 

"Just a little experiment," the very excited woman answered as she flipped Jenny's dress to her waist. It was Michael's turn to gasp as Jenny's fleshy but firm cheeks came into view.  Quickly, before Jenny could protest, she brought her opened palm down on her ass. The resounding slap rang out in the quiet room like a gunshot.

"Ahheeeee!" Jenny screamed and wiggled her hips as if to dislodge herself. However, at the same time, the smack sent electric shock up and down her body. Then, before she could protest again, she felt the hand come down again and then again.

Suddenly, Michael was spanking her with a rapid tempo, raising her hand high in the air and bringing it down with loud smack. Much to the older woman's delight, within seconds, Jenny's protests turned into whimpers of submission... or was it pleasure? 




Living Large Pt. 02



A strange feeling was rushing through Jenny. On one hand, she didn't like the sting of the smacks on her tender flesh, but on the other, it was sending pulses of excitement to her rapidly swelling pussy lips. The feeling was like nothing she had ever felt before. She had never really been submissive, especially not with a woman. Yet, her excitement was growing rapidly and her resistance was waning. 

Michael suppressed a groan of excitement as she felt Jenny stop struggling. Soon, the only thing that was moving was Jenny's ass and Michael's falling hand. Jenny's movement no longer appeared to be in protest, but rather her buttocks seemed to be raising up to meet her hand. She watched as Jenny's white skin turned a pretty shade of pink and then to red. Each blow of her hand echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the walls and providing adrenaline to Michael's blow. Sweat beads broke out on her brow.

"Ohhhhhh Michael," Jenny hissed, her voice now betraying her undeniable excitement. Suddenly she was feeling every blow in the center of her sex. She wondered if it was all the wine that she had consumed. Whatever it was, it was making her heart pound in her chest and it was difficult to catch her breath. 

Then suddenly the blows stopped.

"Let's see," Michael whispered as she slipped her fingers between Jenny's legs. 

Jenny squirmed and closed her eyes in mortification. She knew what the woman would find.

The older woman tightened her arm around Jenny's waist as she lifted the gusset of her panties and rubbed her fingers across the swollen lips. "Ah... just as I thought," she said, pulling her wet fingers out and holding them up to the light.

Jenny couldn't see the fingers but she knew that they were wet. Her face turned red with shame. "Ohhhhhh!!! she suddenly gasped. 

Michael had moved her hand back between her legs and slipped two fingers into her pulsing hole. "Even wetter inside," she exclaimed as she moved her finger in and out of her sopping hole. "A few more should do it," she said. A second later she was smacking her ass again. 

"Ouch!!!" Jenny gasped in surprise and jumped on Michael's lap. Just as quickly she began to respond to the blows again, moving her hips up and down on the woman's thighs. There was no sign of protest in her now. Instead she seemed to welcome the blows.  Each one seemed to multiple the charge that was rocketing through her pussy. Her head was spinning and she felt as if she was on the verge of climaxing.

Michael had other ideas though. When she realized that Jenny was ready to climax she quickly stopped smacking her and pushed her to her feet.

Jenny stood swaying in front of the seated woman, disoriented. She was having a difficult time focusing her eyes and her head was spinning so much that she thought she might collapse. Her fogged brain wondered why Michael had stopped spanking her. 

That question was answered an instant later when Michael quickly stood and spun the stunned woman around, pushing her to sit on the sofa. A second later she was kneeling between her legs.

Jenny's senses came back to her for a second as she watched Michael lift her legs and pull her panties off. "Michael... we... you shouldn't." It came out as a weak protest. She didn't mean it anyway.

Michael ignored her and bent her head to begin kissing her on her now wet thighs. "Mmmm," she moaned as her tongue found the gobs of girl juice that had trickled down her thighs. She licked one wet thigh and then the other. When both thighs were clean, she pulled her head back and gazed at the girl's very swollen lips. "God, I've been wanting to eat you ever since I saw your pussy in the dressing room. It beautiful, so swollen," she gasped. With that her head moved slowly forward.  

Jenny was frozen, her eyes opened wide in a combination of fright and excitement. "Michaeeeelllll!!!" she screamed when the woman's mouth found her protruding inner lips. As if in reflex, she grabbed Michael's head to push it away. But, incredibly, instead she pulled it between her now wide spread thighs. Her hips began to bounce on the sofa as the woman's experienced mouth began to work wonders on her. Her cries of "No, no, no," turned rapidly to "Yes, yes, yes," as she moved rapidly toward her climax. Then, when Michael sucked her swollen clit inside her mouth, she went over the top. 

The older woman sucked hard, pulling the smooth little pea into her ravenous mouth. Then her tongue began to flick over the smooth surface. 

"Oh Godddddd!!!" Jenny screamed and pulled the woman's mouth hard to her pulsing hole. As tremors of pleasure ripped through her, she could still feel the tingling in her ass cheeks. It was a burning... almost an itch. Waves of total pleasure consumed the climaxing woman. It went on for a long time. Each time she thought she was coming down, Michael would find a new place for her lips or tongue.  The climaxes kept coming until she could no loner distinguish one from the other. The room began to spin and then grew dark.

Jenny was disoriented as she opened her eyes slowly. When she could finally focus, he realized that she was lying with her head on Michael's lap and she had a cold cloth on her forehead. "Wh... what... happened?" she gasped as she tried to sit up.

Michael pulled her back down. "Relax," she said, holding her on her lap. "I was a little worried about you."

"Oh Jesus, I must have passed out."

"I think so," the pretty woman said with a smile. "Pretty amazing huh?"

"How long... how long was I out?"

"Just a couple of minutes."

Jenny sighed and relaxed. "That's never happened before."

"To me either. I had a little climax when you did," Michael admitted a little sheepishly.

A small smile broke from the corners of Jenny's lips. "I guess I know what one woman sees in another now." Suddenly, Jenny realized that somewhere along the line Michael had removed her bra and now she was totally naked.  Michael had her hand on her breast, gently stroking her.

"I love your nipples," the older woman said. "But then again, I love your ass and pussy too," she added with a laugh. 

Jenny's face turned red. But incredibly she could feel herself responding again. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. She wondered if Michael was going to want her to... to perform oral sex on her. A sudden chill went through her and she felt blood rushing to her head. She wasn't ready for that.

However, Michael had been in this situation before and knew that she needed to take it slow.  It was as if she could read Jenny's mind when she responded, "Don't worry, you don't have to do anything to me. If you want to some time, I'd love it... but only when, or if you're ready."

Jenny almost sighed in relief. However, she suddenly felt guilty. It wasn't like her to be a taker and not give back. She grabbed the woman's still moving hand and held it to her breast. "Thank you," she whispered as she looked up into the pretty woman's face. A tear trickled down her cheek.

"You're welcome. But, we're not done yet."

"Huh?"

"Let's go into your bedroom. I want to eat you again."

Jenny's heart started to race again.  She didn't know if she could stand another climax.

Michael helped her get up, with her arm around her for support. The older woman looked over Jenny's shoulder at her still red cheeks. They weren't quite as red but still plainly showed her work. She ran a hand down and touched them.

Jenny sucked in her breath and looked back as well. She trembled as she looked at her normally very pale cheeks, now several shades of red. 

"None the worse for wear. You won't see anything in a few hours."

Then Jenny sighed and whispered, "I don't care." She placed her head on the older woman's shoulder and let her lead her into the bedroom. 

Michael eased Jenny onto the bed and crawled over her. She bent her head and began to suck her large nipples again. She worked over both nipples before she began to kiss downward again. She took her time, building the excitement. When her mouth got to Jenny's pubic mound she paused and moved until she was lying on her stomach, her face just inches from Jenny's sex. A minute later Michael had her mouth buried between Jenny's legs again. Her hands were on her large breasts playing with the nipples as her tongue and mouth devoured her swollen sex lips. 

"Oh God," Jenny gasped in pleasure. This time there was no protest and she allowed herself to be consumed with the forbidden activity... whether it was right or wrong no longer mattered. She was transformed into a mass of quivering flesh-her breasts, pussy, ass and even her skin were super sensitive to every touch, every lick. Her hands entwined in the Michael's previously very stylish hair, pulling her mouth to her throbbing lips. Her hips bucked from the bed, almost forcing the mouth from her pulsing lips as she began to climax again. All of her reservations were gone... she no longer cared that it was a woman's mouth that was taking her to places she had never been. She was living for the moment. As she climaxed into exhaustion she wondered why she had denied herself such pleasure for so long.

When the final waves of her climax ended, Jenny looked down through barely opened eyes and saw Michael lay her head on her stomach. Moments later, both of them were asleep. Sometime during the night Jenny pulled the sheet over the two of them with Michael's head still on her stomach. At some time during the night she had awakened to the feeling of Michael's mouth on her. She sighed and grabbed the woman's head, which was still under the sheet, and climaxed. She wondered if she would survive the night.


The morning sun drifting through the opening in the window shade awoke Jenny early. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 5:30 A.M. It was almost her time to get up. For a moment she thought it had all been a dream. Then she looked over and saw Michael sleeping beside her. A moment of shame washed over her. But it disappeared quickly. Without waking the sleeping woman she slipped out of the bed and went into the bathroom for a much-needed shower. Along with feeling refreshed from the shower, Jenny had an unusual sense of contentment. She was very surprised that there was no feeling of guilt. Normally she would have been consumed by it. Now however, she wondered how that much pleasure could ever be wrong. Amazingly, the only thing that she felt bad about was that she had been the taker. Yet, that hadn't seemed to bother Michael.  

Jenny went to the kitchen to fix breakfast. She was just finished setting the table when she saw Michael standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. She had apparently taken a shower and found a white terrycloth robe. Jenny smiled at her and thought that she looked different without her makeup and hair fixed perfectly. She actually looked younger and prettier.

"Hope you don't mind that I borrowed a robe." 

"Not at all. I was just about to wake you for breakfast."

"Thanks... but you didn't have to fix me breakfast."

"That's the least I could do after last night," Jenny said with a shy smile.

"Thank you."

"Sit down and eat," Jenny said as she brought the food over to the table.

A short while later, when they had finished breakfast and dressed, the two of them stood at the door. Jenny had put on another of her business suits and Michael had put her dress from last night back on. It was very wrinkled from last night's activity. 

Michael looked down at the obvious disparity in their outfits. "I guess I'm going to have to steal one of my dresses when I get to the shop. I'd go home and change but my assistant is on vacation this week and I need to open the shop."

"I'd loan you something but I don't think any of my clothes would fit you," Jenny laughed.

"Probably not," Michael returned with a smile. "Oh well, I guess I had better get going."

"Thanks again for a great evening," Jenny said with a pensive look. 

Michael saw the look on her face and said, "Don't worry, I enjoyed it as much as you... maybe more."

"That's not possible," Jenny answered and smiled wistfully. 

"Well, gotta go," Michael said again and leaned forward to kiss Jenny on the cheek. Instead of turning her face to the side as Michael had expected, Jenny offered her lips. Michael moaned quietly when she felt the other woman's lips touch hers.

It was Jenny's first kiss from a woman and she was surprised at how soft the older woman's lips felt against hers. When she felt Michael's tongue touch her lips, a wave of excitement rushed over her and she opened her mouth. A moan came from deep in her throat as she allowed it inside her mouth.

Suddenly the two women's bodies were pressed together and their lips locked in a passionate kiss.

In spite of her previous reservations, Jenny loved the feeling of Michael's mouth on hers. She suddenly wondered why she had resisted last night; however, that was ages ago and this was a new day.  

Both women were breathing heavily when they finally parted. 

Michael looked at Jenny's flushed face and said, "I'll call you for lunch next week. Maybe we can discuss more about your business ideas."

"I'd like that," Jenny answered, her heart still beating rapidly. 

Michael reached up and touched Jenny's face with her hand before opening the door and reluctantly leaving.

Jenny took a deep breath and leaned against the door trying to will her heart beat back to normal.



Living Large Pt. 03



Chapter 10

Jenny floated through the rest of the week. When she had a free moment, she began to outline a plan for her business. It was just a sketch, but it felt good to get her ideas down on paper. 

On Friday morning she got a surprise call from Bob Davenport. He was still in Europe but wanted to call and say hello. Jenny was more than a little excited to get the call since it meant that he hadn't forgotten about her in the past week. She was even more surprised when he asked her to reserve a Saturday afternoon and evening for him, which she scheduled for the weekend he was coming home. 

After they said goodbye, Jenny hung up the phone and almost screamed in joy. She got control of herself and sat back in her chair with a satisfied smile. She wondered how things could get any better. Then she remembered that Tim was coming over this weekend. A little tremor of pleasure went through her and another smile came to her face as she thought about the young man.

He was just a kid but she liked him a lot. In fact, she had to admit that she liked his little kink... sitting on someone's face was not something she would have though of in a million years. Yet, it had been fun and in contrast to how submissive she had felt with Michael, it gave her a sense of power and control. It was just one of the many strange but exciting feelings that she had found in the last few weeks... feelings that were impossible for her to analyze or explain. She knew that human sexuality was a very complicated part of the human psyche and, although she had read a great deal on the subject, she had never experienced those feelings before. She decided to follow them wherever they took her.

The doorbell rang as Jenny stood at the oven checking on her lasagna dinner. It was her specialty and she knew that Tim would love it.

Jenny left her bib apron on as she hurried to the door. Under her apron she had chosen to wear a skintight, flesh colored top that hugged her body like a second skin. The stretchy material was designed to be worn for exercising and she would have never worn it out in public, especially since her breasts were bare underneath. The material was so thin that the form of her breasts and her areolas were plainly visible. She was sure that Tim was going to be surprised when she took the apron off. She had also chosen to wear a pair of tight white jeans with high-heels on her feet. Underneath her jeans she had on a pair of tiny white panties. They were made of lacy stretch material and hugged her ass cheeks, exposing the lower globes. The seam ran between her buttocks and split her already swollen sex lips in front. It rubbed her clit as she walked, making every step send a chill through her. 

"Hi Tim," Jenny said with a smile as she opened the door.

"Hi," he answered with his own broad smile as he stepped into the apartment. "Wow, smells great," he exclaimed as the smell of baked bread and lasagna hit him. 

"I hope you're hungry," Jenny said, kissing him quickly before leading the young man into her apartment.

"Always. My Mom says I can eat like three people."

Jenny felt a little tinge of emotions go through her at the young man's mention of his mother. She had the feeling that she was corrupting the young boy. But then she chastised herself for negative thoughts. He was old enough to make his own decisions. Besides, it was better that he learned from her than some hooker down on 4th street. Even his mother would have to appreciate that, she thought.

"Here," Tim said as he followed Jenny into the kitchen.

When she turned around she saw a book in his hand which she hadn't noticed before. "For me... you didn't have to get me anything."

"It's just a book that I had in my collection," Tim said handing her the large 8 by 11 glossy book.

Jenny looked at the title: "The Nude Art of Peter Paul Rubens." 

"Thank you," she said as she flipped the book open to a large photograph of "Three Graces". It was a simple painting of three well-rounded and nude women. It was one of her favorite Rubens paintings because she though it showed women as they really were and not Madison Avenue's view. 

She looked up at Tim and saw him blush. It was no surprise to her that he had a thing for well-developed women. A smile came to her face. "I'll sit down someplace comfortable and look at it after dinner," she said with lustful and teasing look.

At first Tim didn't get it. But then his face broke into a bright smile. 

Jenny placed the book on the counter and told him that she had beer in the refrigerator if he wanted. 

Instead of going for the beer, Tim stepped up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist. He then bent his head and kissed her neck. She indulged him by turning her head to the side. When his hands moved up to cover her breasts she said, "Tim, you'll make me burn dinner." She pulled his hands away and said, "Now behave until after dinner. It's almost ready."

"All right," he answered begrudgingly and sat down at the table.

A few minutes later Jenny took off her apron and turned around.

Tim gasped. His eyes grew as round as saucers when he saw her large breasts through her transparent top. 

Jenny stood proudly and watched his eyes devour her breasts for a minute before she sat down. When he didn't move to put food on his plate, Jenny said, "Eat before it gets cold." 

Tim shook his head like he had been in a trance. "Wow," he said. His eyes barely left her chest as he began to eat. 

Jenny noted that Tim's mother had been right; he could eat like three people. When he had finished two helpings of lasagna, he asked sheepishly for a third. "Help yourself," she answered. She watched as he loaded his plate again. She loved it when people enjoyed her cooking.

When Tim had taken the last bite, he wiped his mouth and said, "Don't tell my mother but that is the best lasagna I've ever had."

"Thank you," Jenny said sincerely. Then when Tim got up to clean up the dishes she said, "Why don't we wait to clean up. I want to sit down and look at my new book."

Tim smiled broadly and came around the table to pull Jenny to her feet. He took her in his arms and kissed her. The kiss quickly turned passionate as Jenny opened her mouth to accept his tongue. A moan escaped his lips and his hand found her breast. 

Jenny pulled away and led Tim into the living room, grabbing the book from the counter. They began to kiss again as soon as they sat on the sofa. Jenny pried her lips from his and said, "Take your clothes off." She saw a surprised look on the young man's face. Then Tim's eyes turn glassy as he stood up and obediently began to take off his shirt. Jenny opened the snap of his jeans and pulled them down and off his feet. As she bent to remove his shoes, she realized she was staring at his throbbing penis under his boxer briefs. She grasped the shaft and moved her hand up and down slowly. 

Tim stood frozen. Little whimpers began to escape his lips as Jenny caressed him. 

Then Jenny quickly pulled his shorts down, freeing his throbbing penis. She watched it bounce in the air as if in slow motion. She could see his heart pumping the blood through the long shaft. The head was already swollen purple and dripping a clear juice. With a moan she leaned forward and took the head into her mouth.

Tim grabbed her head and swayed on his feet. "Oh God," he gasped as his balls began to churn. He had to stop her or risk climaxing, so he reluctantly pulled her mouth from him. 

Jenny looked up at him and realized that she had been lost in the moment. Then she stood up and said, "All right, get on you back with your head on the sofa and put your hands under your ass. I don't want you playing with yourself while I look at my book," Jenny said with surprising force in her voice.

The now very excited young man hurried to comply, placing his legs under the glass coffee table and leaning his head back on the soft overstuffed cushion of the sofa. 

Meanwhile, Jenny unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down. She had to take her high-heels off to get the tight jeans off her feet, but then she put them back on. Now she stood staring at the naked young man, her hands on her hips. She felt sexy as she stood with just her heels, panties, and stretch top still on. 

Tim's eyes grew wide again when he saw her panties. They barely covered her private parts and the crotch was soaked to the point that it was transparent, revealing her pink and swollen lips under the wet material.

"Do you like my panties?" Jenny whispered as she turned around and gave him the rear view. She looked back across her should when she heard him gasp. She saw that his face was a mask of lust and that his penis was throbbing so much that she feared he was going to climax at the sight of her almost naked ass. The white and sheer panties caressed her ass cheeks like a second skin and had ridden high, baring the lower globes. The seam had slipped between her cheeks, emphasizing and separating the two halves of her ass. 

Tim couldn't answer the question. His mouth opened but noting came out. 

"What's the matter has a pussy got you're tongue," Jenny laughed.

Still Tim could not answer. 

Finally Jenny shrugged her shoulders and picked up her book. She turned, straddled him and moved slowly backward until her ass was over his face. Slowly she moved down. A little gasped escaped her lips when her panty-covered ass touched his face. Gently, she sat down, feeling his face slip between her cheeks. As her weight increased, the back of Tim's head sank into the soft cushion. She looked down to make sure he was okay and could see through the glass coffee table that his penis was still throbbing. A large gob of clear juice bubbled from the slit and ran down the shaft. Summons all of her control, Jenny opened the book and began to look at the pictures. She slowly turned the pages, idly scanning the images. However, she couldn't really enjoy the book... Tim's tongue had found her covered crotch and he was licking the already wet gusset. Almost without thinking, she began to move her hips from side to side. She closed her eyes in pleasure and an excited moan escaped her lips.

A minute or two after Jenny had settled down, the ring of her cell phone startled her. At first she wasn't going to answer it. But then she felt a little chill of excitement run through her at the thought of talking to someone on the phone while she was sitting on Tim's face. With a giggle she reached over and picked up the phone from the coffee table. 

"Hello," she said, keeping her voice as steady as she could under the circumstances.

"Hi Jenny, its Erica."

"Erica!" Jenny squealed, almost jumping up in excitement. 

Erica Evans was Jenny's closest friend and they had practically grown up together. They met during the first year of high school and then went to the same college. It was surprising that they had become friends since they were so different physically. Where Jenny was tall at 5' 8" and large boned, Erica was tiny, no more than 5' 1" and weighted just 105 pounds. In high school, some of the kids called them "Mutt and Jeff" from the old cartoon. Erica had brown hair and was well built and rather pretty. However, she disguised that fact buy covering up her body with baggy clothes and unattractive eyeglasses. It was a conscious attempt to look average and not draw attention to herself; like Jenny, she lacked self-confidence. It was one of the things that drew them together. 

For a moment Jenny forgot that she was sitting on Tim's face. When she heard him gasping, she eased her hips upward to let him breath.

"God Jenny it's good to hear your voice." Erica said. "It's been so long. I thought I'd give you a call and let you know that I'm coming to town for a conference. I was hoping we could get together."

"I would love that. You can stay at my place," Jenny said excitedly. It was so unexpected to hear her Erica's voice. Although they talked on the phone occasionally, they hadn't seen each other for several years.

"I don't want to put you out."

"It won't put me out. I have plenty of room. It'll be like college again. I'm so excited."

"So what have you been doing with yourself?" Erica asked.

"Oh God Erica, I have so much to tell you. I got a promotion at work, with a raise and bonus... and I've met a couple of guys recently... one of them is very nice," Jenny said, wiggling her hips to let Tim know that she was talking about him. An unwanted sigh came from her lips.

"What're you doing?" Erica asked when she heard the sigh.

"Just sitting around reading a book," Jenny said with a giggle. She bit her lip, wondering if she should tell Erica what was going on right now. They had made a pact years ago that they would share everything. However, that was a long time ago. Then suddenly Jenny squealed as she felt Tim's tongue on her asshole through the soaked panties. Her breathing was getting heavier.

"Jenny, what is going on?" Erica asked with great curiosity. Then added quickly, "Do you have someone there with you?"

Jenny sighed. "Yes," she whispered.

"Well, I can call you back later if you want," Erica said hesitantly. However, it was obvious from her tone that she really wanted to know what Jenny was doing.

"No," Jenny answered quickly. "Uh... uh... it's just that... well, you're not going to believe this Erica."

"What... come on Jenny what's going on?" she said almost frantically.

Jenny took a deep breath and held it. Her heart was suddenly beating even faster. "I'm sitting on a guy's face," she said in an excited whisper.

"What?" Erica asked, sure she hadn't heard her correctly.

"I'm sitting on a guy's face," she repeated.

Erica gasped loudly. 

After a long pause, Jenny asked, "Are you still there?" 

Finally the shocked woman found her voice and said, "You're kidding me right?"

"No I'm not." Jenny suddenly wanted to shock Erica. While they had always been good friends, there was a bit of competitive nature between the two of them. Now she wanted her best friend to know that she had blossomed. "His head is on the sofa and I'm sitting on his face. But I still have my panties on" she added with a giggle. 

"I don't believe you," Erica said defiantly, as if challenging her to prove it.

With an unseen smile, Jenny lifted up and placed the phone close to Tim's mouth and said loud enough for Erica to hear, "Say hello to my best friend Erica."

Tim was startled to hear Jenny saying something to him. He had heard bits and pieces of the conversation but was too busy to pay much attention. "Uh... hi Erica," he whispered breathlessly.

Jenny lifted to phone and said, "Do you believe me now?"

There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Listen, I'll call you tomorrow from my office and tell you all about it. Right now, I have to go." She gasped as Tim began to suck her swollen lips through her panties. Jenny said a quick goodbye and hung up the phone. She giggled again as she envisioned the shock on her friend's face. It was mean to hang up so abruptly but she would explain everything tomorrow. 

Jenny sat on Tim's willing face for a long time, letting him continue to suck her panties. On occasion she would lift up to make sure that he could still breathe. She also watched his still throbbing penis as a steady stream of juice ran down the shaft. 

Suddenly she wanted to feel his mouth on her bare and very swollen sex lips. She lifted up and quickly stripped off her panties. When she looked down she saw that Tim's eyes were closed and there was a strange look on his face. She straddled him again and backed up, opening her legs wide and sat down, forcing her wet sex onto his willing mouth. "Eat me," she gasped. A second later she screamed as the young man's tongue slipped into her. With that, Jenny began to bounce up and down, forcing Tim's tongue in and out of her wet hole. Her juice was literally running out of her and dripping down the sides of his cheeks. "Oh Godddddd!!!" she gasped as a strong climax rushed through her. It started in her toes and shot up her body, exploding in her head. She had to reach down and balance herself on her hands or risk falling to the floor as waves of ecstasy rushed up and down her body. 

Strangely when the last tremor went through her, she found that she was still excited. She lifted up and looked down at Tim's wet face. His eyes were open, but he had a blank stare. Jenny surprised herself when she turned and straddled his face again, this time facing the back of the sofa. She placed her knees close to the boy's ears and reached for his head. Her fingers intertwined in his hair and she pulled his mouth toward her still throbbing pussy. At the same time she forced herself down on him again. "Eat my cunt," she screamed as she harshly pulled the poor boy's mouth to her vagina. Within seconds she was delirious with excitement and rapidly losing control again. She was literally fucking his face, bouncing up and down with abandon, without concern for the almost drowning boy beneath her. Through lust fogged eyes she looked down and could only see the top of his forehead and hair. His nose and mouth were completely buried in her sex. She began to climax again. The world began to spin out of control as the pleasure went on and on.

Finally, the exhausted woman collapsed, falling to the side and freeing the boy's face.

Neither of them moved for some time. When Jenny opened her eyes she saw that Tim was still in the same position. His face was a mess and juice was dripping from his chin to his chest and trickling down to his stomach. His eyes were closed. 

As Jenny's eyes scanned down his body, she gasped. There was more than just her juice on his stomach. Tim had climaxed. His cream was splattered across his stomach and it was still drooling from his shrinking penis. She wondered if he had jerked off but then saw that his hands were still behind his back. He had climaxed from her sitting on his face. She relaxed back onto the sofa with a satisfied smile. 

Jenny turned on the shower and adjusted the spray. Then she held her hand out to Tim. As they both stepped into the steaming spray Jenny reached for the soap. A minute later they were both giggling like kids as Tim lathered Jenny's breasts and she did the same to his groin. 

"I love your tits," Tim said as he ran his now slippery hands around the two large orbs.

Jenny felt his penis begin to harden in her hands. "Do you want to fuck them?"

Tim's eyes grew large. "Can I?" Tim asked excitedly.

"Sure," Jenny said as she slipped to her knees in the tub. Then she wrapped her soap-covered breasts around Tim's equally soapy penis.

Tim moaned and began to move his hips back and forth, forcing his penis between her breasts. 

Jenny watched as the large head appeared and then disappeared between her cleavage. She lifted one breast and then the other, rubbing the slick skin along the sides of his shaft. Soon she was moving both breasts up and down rapidly. A giggle slipped from her lips as the action caused the soap bubbles to fill her cleavage. Then, when she heard Tim moan excitedly, she glanced up and saw that his head was thrown back in pleasure. When she looked down again she saw his clear juice streaming from the open slit and mixing with the soapy froth. Suddenly her excitement grew to match his. "Yes, fuck my tits," she gasped.

Tim wasn't listening. His hips were already rocking back and forth. Then he suddenly grabbed Jenny's shoulders and humped his hips rapidly, forcing his shaft back and forth in a blur. "Oh Jesus," he gasped as his penis throbbed and began to squirt his cum from the swollen head.

Jenny squealed in delight as a long stream of juice streaked from the opening, hitting her in the face. A second streak followed immediately, splattering on her chin. Then another and another until her entire face was covered with his semen. Some of it hung in ropes from her chin before slowly dropping to her breasts.




Living Large Pt. 03



Tim staggered back and leaned against the tile of the shower stall. "I'm sorry," he apologized when he saw the mess he had made on Jenny's face.

She smiled up and him and said, "That's quite all right. I just hope you have enough left to fuck me."

"Just give me a few minutes to recuperate."

The two of them finished the shower and then dried each other. Jenny led Tim to her bedroom where they slipped under the cool sheets. A few minutes later they were kissing again. 

Jenny was surprised at how insatiable Tim was. It only took him fifteen minutes to get hard for the third time. This time she wanted him to fuck her... and he did. They did it with her on her back, on her knees, on her side and with her sitting on him. Amazingly Jenny climaxed in each position. 

When Tim left several hours later, every part of Jenny's body was sore but she was a very satisfied woman. There was something to be said for youth, she thought before she fell into an exhausted sleep.

Chapter 11

The following morning Jenny called her friend Erica. She apologized for hanging up so abruptly but explained that she was a little too preoccupied to talk.

Erica said that she understood but made Jenny tell her everything that had happened. When Jenny was done, her best friend was almost too stunned to talk. Erica couldn't believe that Jenny was the shy girl that she had grown up with. 

Then Jenny proceeded to tell her about what was going on in her life and specifically, what had happened to her in the past several weeks. However, she left out her visit with Michael. She wasn't sure she was going to tell her about that. 

In turn, Erica told her about what she had been doing. She had a good job but traveled a lot. She didn't have a steady boyfriend but she was dating several guys. She also told Jenny that she had changed quite a bit as well; she no longer tried to hide her shape behind baggy clothes and she had developed a very out-going personality. However, she didn't tell her about the cosmetic surgery to straighten a slight imperfection in her nose... she would leave that as a surprise. 

They talked for over an hour and then made arrangements for Jenny to pick Erica up at the airport next week.

It was after 10 A.M. when Jenny walked into Tom's office and closed the door. 

He was sitting at his desk and looked up with a smile.

"Do you have the MacIntire file?" Jenny asked.

"Yes, I think it's in the bottom drawer of my desk here," Tom said.

Jenny waited for him to get it but when he didn't she walked over. She knew what was going to happen. As soon as she bent over to open the drawer, she felt Tom's hand on the back of her thigh. A weak sigh of exasperation escaped her lips, but she didn't otherwise protest. Instead she let his hand wander up the back of her leg until it reached the warm flesh above her nylons. She gasped when his fingers slipped across the gusset of her panties. A second later he was pulling it aside and searching for her lips.

"I love your pussy lips," he whispered as he took them between his fingers and squeezed.

"Mmmmmm," Jenny hissed. Finding her voice she said, "Tom... I have work to do." 

"I'm your boss and I decide what work you do," he answered in mock seriousness as he found her hole with his middle finger. Slowly he pushed it into her. Inch by inch it disappeared into her hole. Then, as he began to saw it in and out, he whispered, "I want to fuck you."

"God, not now," Jenny finally protested.

Tom suddenly stood up and began to unbuckle his pants. 

Instead of making a break from the office, Jenny watched with growing excitement as he dropped his pants and underwear and sat back in his chair. His penis was already hard and pulsing in his lap. Jenny bit her lip and squeezed her legs together in an attempt to control her excitement. It didn't work. She had a major dilemma: so far she had only had oral sex with him. This would be a big step, which she wasn't sure she wanted to take. 

"Sit on my cock," Tom pleaded as he held his swollen penis in his hand.

Jenny felt her heart begin to pound in her chest. She stood frozen with indecision, staring at his throbbing erection with the swollen and purple head. Her pussy began to throb and her juices began to stream down her thighs. 

"Fuck me," he said as forcefully as he could. 

With a whimper of resignation Jenny slipped her panties off. As if in a trance, she pulled her skirt up and straddled the arms of his chair. Her hand searched between her legs until she found his throbbing penis. When she had it in her hand, she centered it on her waiting vagina. When it touched her swollen lips, she knew that there was no turning back. 

"Ahhhhh!!!" they both moaned as Jenny settled down, taking Tom's penis into her body for the first time. 

Jenny bent her head to Tom's shoulder and whimpered as his shaft slipped halfway into her. Gradually she relaxed, forcing his penis ever deeper until it was as far as it could go in her wet hole. When it touched bottom, she sat still, enjoying the feeling of fullness... of being stretched so sweetly. It suddenly occurred to her that she couldn't get enough sex. It was as if a "Pandora's Box" had been opened for her. After the weekend and last night with Tim, she had been so satisfied that she didn't think she would want sex for a month. Now it was twelve hours later and she was as horny as a teenager again. 

"Oh God, fuck me," Tom gasped, unable to move in his position beneath her.

She looked down at his lust-contorted face and kissed him. At the same time she began to move. Slowly she lifted up until his penis was almost out of her. Then she pushed back down; cutting off a scream of pleasure as the long shaft split her sex lips and slipped all the way inside again. Jenny used her strong thighs, which were lying across the arms of the chair, to lift her weight from Tom's lap. Then she relaxed her muscles and dropped down, taking him all the way inside her again. Soon she was moving up and down in a steady rhythm. 

Tom hadn't expected Jenny to be so compliant. Her readiness to have sex with him made the encounter even more exciting. That brought him to his peak far too quickly. "Jenny... I'm going to cum if you keep that up," he warned.

"Yes, yes, yes, cummmmmmm in meeeee!!!" She was ready for it... she wanted it. 

Tom gasped and lifted his hips from the chair. The swollen head of his penis grew even larger. Deep inside it throbbed and began to spit his semen into her willing hole. 

When Jenny felt his scalding juice, she went over the top. She moved rapidly up and down several times before sitting down heavily, forcing the still spouting head to the back of her vagina. Soon she was filled to capacity and the thick juice began to pour from the sides of her stretched hole. 

Suddenly the room grew very quiet except for the heavy breathing of the two lovers. 

They sat clasped together for a long time: Jenny's arms wrapped around Tom's neck, her thighs hanging over the arms of the chair and their groins pressed together tightly. 

"I think I'm leaking onto your chair," Jenny whispered.

"I know," Tom said with an exhausted smile.

Jenny pulled herself up; letting Tom's rapidly shrinking penis slip from her hole. Gobs of his cream followed. "Now, I have real work to do," she said. With a satisfied smile she walked out of his office. As she passed Tom's secretary and headed for the bathroom, she could feel his juice running down her thighs and she trembled. 

Chapter 12

Later that day Sean stopped by to see Jenny. He peeked his head into her office and said, "Hi Jenny."

"Hi Sean. Come in."

"Jack and I were wondering if Tuesday would be a good night for you to go out with us. There is a great place a few blocks from here and they have live music for dancing on Tuesday nights."

Jenny thought for a moment and said, "You know, that sounds nice. I haven't danced in ages."

"Then it's a date," Sean said with a smile.

"Is six thirty okay?" Jenny responded.

"Great. See you outside at six thirty."

Sean and Jack were already outside the building when Jenny came out.

"The club is only a few blocks, so we can walk," Sean said.

"Good, I need a little exercise. I haven't had a chance to get to the gym in a week."

"Don't worry, by the time the night is over, you will have gotten all the exercise you can handle," Jack said with a laugh.

Jenny looked at him curiously.

"Sean told me that you we love to dance... right?"

"Yes," Jenny answered with a smile.

The three of them walked arm and arm down the block and turned the corner. The club entrance was in a dark alley with a flashing neon sign above the door. It looked like a pretty seedy place to Jenny.

When Sean saw Jenny's look of concern he said, "Don't worry, the inside is better than the outside." 

"I hope so."

When they stepped inside, Jenny realized that Sean was right. It was a large warehouse type building with a giant dance floor with a circular bar in the middle. Upstairs, overlooking the dance floor was a loft with tables. 

"Let's get a table upstairs," Sean said, leading Jenny and Jack up a spiral stairway. 

The bar wasn't crowded yet and the band was just setting up.

"The band starts playing at seven," Jack said.

A waitress took their orders.

"So is this where you two guys hang out?" Jenny asked.

"Sometimes. Especially when we want to dance. Besides, it's close to home so we can drink and don't have to drive," Sean said.

When the drinks came, the three of them sat and watched the band getting ready. It took them another half-hour to get the equipment set up and tune their instruments. By that time, Jenny had had three drinks on an empty stomach and was feeling a little tipsy.

"Another drink?" Sean asked.

"No yet, I'm drinking too fast."

The band started to play.

"Let's dance... that should sober you up a little," Jack said and grabbed her hand.

An hour later, Jenny had to sit down. Between Sean and Jack, she hadn't had missed one song. "I can use another drink now," Jenny said to Sean over the loud music.

They went back to the table and ordered drinks, watching as the place began to fill. Soon, the dance floor was crowded and all of the tables were taken. 

As they laughed and talked at the table, Jenny tried to remember the last time she had had so much fun. Jack and Sean were great dancers, plus they were very funny. She found herself laughing at all their corny jokes and stories.

As the evening wore on, the lights in the place dimmed and the slow songs began to play. Jenny danced the first song with Sean and then the next with Jack. She found herself wondering which of two she liked best. Sean seemed to be the more outgoing of the two but Jack's shyness was cute. She felt her face flush when she wondered which of them had the largest penis. Then she chastised herself for going there. In the mean time, she continued to drink, albeit slower then before.

"Another dance," Sean asked, interrupting her thoughts. 

"Sure." This time Sean seemed to hold her a little closer... but it might have been her imagination and the alcohol. However, soon his hands slipped down her back to the top of her buttocks. He was getting fresh with her. However, instead of protesting, she giggled and let his hands wander. The dance floor was dark and she didn't think anyone would notice. A little moan escaped her lips when his hands covered her buttocks and pulled her toward him. She could feel that he was getting excited. Almost out of reflex, her leg slipped between his thighs and she rubbed the rapidly growing protrusion between his legs. 

By the time the song ended, Jenny was just as excited as Sean was. 

Jack cut in. It didn't take long for his hands to begin to take liberties as well. 

Jenny knew that she should put a stop to this but it felt so good to have the attention of these two handsome men. She decided that she would let it go on for a while longer before she stopped it. 

Neither man let Jenny have a rest. They kept her on the floor through the fast songs and then the slow ones. With each song, they seemed to take more liberties. At one point, Sean slipped his hand between them and began to fondle her breast. When Jenny started to protest he kissed her, cutting off her words.

The kiss was so unexpected that it almost took her breath away. She didn't protest when his tongue slipped into her mouth. Instead she sucked on it, before pushing hers into his mouth. 

Jack took Sean's place for the next song. And, he kissed her too.

Soon Jenny's head was spinning and she wasn't even sure who she was dancing with or who was kissing her. All she knew was that she wished she had worn panties. Her juice was running down her thighs. 

"Let's get out of here," Sean whispered.

Suddenly, Jenny was in a quandary. She liked Sean but she also liked Jack. She couldn't decide. "I don't know. What about Jack?" she whispered.

"Well, let's go outside and we can decide." 

A few minutes later the three of them were standing in the alley. Both men had their arm around Jenny. That was good since Jenny found herself swaying a bit from all the drinks on her empty stomach. While the fresh air had cleared Jenny's head somewhat, she still didn't know what to do... which man to chose.

"Let's go to our place and have a nightcap," Sean suggested.

"Our place?" Jenny asked.

"Yes, Jack and I live together in a two bedroom flat. It's only two blocks from here."

"I don't know," Jenny said in a cautious tone. 

"Don't worry, we won't bite... unless you want us to."

Jenny sighed and allowed the two men to lead her out of the alley and onto the street. Before she knew it they were at the door of their apartment. Jenny hesitated. 

Sean turned her to him and kissed her passionately. 

Jenny moaned and before she knew what was happening, Jack had pulled her around and was kissing her.

Then Sean led her into his apartment and sat her down on the sofa. Jack sat beside her. "I'll get us something to drink," he said, leaving her and Jack alone.

As soon as Sean was out of the room, Jack kissed her again. Jenny moaned when she felt his hand searching under her sweater for her breast. Her heart was pounding in her chest as his hand slipped under her bra to grasp her bare breast. Then, as if she couldn't stop him, she lifted her arms and let him slip her sweater over her head. Jenny was tipsy but she wasn't drunk. However, the potent combination of alcohol and excitement was clouding her judgment. 

Quickly, before she could protest, Jack opened the front clasp on Jenny's bra and pushed it aside. Then he bent his head and began to suck on her bare breast.

Jenny closed her eyes and moaned. Her hand came up to hold his head and then move his mouth from one hard nipple to the other. 

"Started without me I see," Sean said as he stood in front of them with drinks in his hands.

Jenny gasped and felt her face turn red with embarrassment. She had never had someone watch her before. When she looked into his eyes, she saw them swimming with lust.

Sean sat down on the other side of her. Then he turned her lips to him and kissed her. 

Jenny thought she might climax. Nothing had prepared her for this. One man was sucking her breast and the other was kissing her. Then she felt hands on her thighs, pulling them apart. Quickly the hands started moving higher. "Oh Jesus," she gasped when their fingers reached her wet vagina. 

"Jack... uh Sean." Jenny tried to protest but one of their mouths always cut off her words. Then, as Jack sucked her breast, she watched Sean slip to his knees between her legs. He quickly lifted her legs, spreading them. Jenny's brain was telling her to stop this, but her excitement was overruling logic. It was as if there was an angel on one shoulder and demon on the other. Yet, she wasn't sure if it was the angel or demon that was telling her to relax and enjoy it.

"Oh Goddddd!!!" Jenny cried when Sean buried his mouth between her legs. Then, suddenly, her cries were cut off. She felt a penis at her lips. "Wait," she gasped. One word jumped into her mind from her self-help book: "Control". She needed to get control of the situation. 

Sean looked startled when Jenny pushed his head from between her legs.

Controlling the excitement in her voice Jenny said calmly, "Stand up... both of you."

Sean looked at Jack. Jack shrugged his shoulders as they both stood up in front of Jenny. 

Jenny almost giggled when she saw the two grown men standing there like petulant children. Sean's face was wet with her juices and Jack's hard penis was poking from his opened pants. "Take your clothes off."

Again, the two men looked at each other. They had expected a reprimand. Their faces broke into wide grins as they hurried to disrobe.

Jenny watched, looking from one guy to the other. Sean had the better body. He was tall and well built. Jack wasn't bad but he obviously was not into exercise. When they were both naked and standing before her, she compared their equipment. Sean's penis was longer but Jack's was fatter. Both were nice sized and most importantly, very hard.

"Jerk on your cocks for me," she said, her voice suddenly quivering with excitement.

The two men looked at each other then back at Jenny. At the same time they began to stroke themselves slowly.

"Very nice," Jenny whispered as she watched the two men, her eyes never leaving their throbbing erections. She spread her legs and reached between her thighs. She saw Jack and Sean's eyes staring between her legs as she began to play with herself. 

"Oh Jesus," one of them gasped.

Suddenly Jenny was afraid that one or both of them were going to climax. "Sit down here," she said quickly, patting the sofa before getting to her feet. She swayed a bit as she stood in front of the two smiling men. Before her trembling legs gave out, she knelt at their feet. Leaning forward, she grasped both men's hard shafts. She couldn't believe what she was doing. Never in her life had she even consider having two men at the same time. While she knew that she would regret it tomorrow, she couldn't stop herself. Slowly, she began to stroke them, leaning forward to rest her large breasts on their legs.

Jack and Sean glanced at each other with silly smiles on their faces. 

Jenny's eyes glassed over as she looked from one penis to the other. As her hands moved up and down, she heard the two men begin to moan. She leaned forward and took Sean's penis into her mouth, as she continued to stroke Jack. Then she switched. She moved from one to the other and then back again. When both shafts were dripping with her saliva she sat back. Now she had to decide which one she wanted inside her first. "Sean, move to the end of the sofa," Jenny said and stood up. She looked at Jack and said, " Fuck me from behind." With that she got on the sofa on her knees and leaned over Sean. She felt Jack getting to his knees behind her as she dropped her head to take Sean inside her mouth again.

"Oh Jesus," Jack moaned as he slipped his fat shaft into Jenny's very wet vagina.

Jenny gasped and paused for a second. Then she felt Sean's hand on her head pushing her down. A second later she was sucking him and forcing her hips back to take Jack's penis deep inside her.

The room quickly filled with the gasps and moans of the three lovers. 

Jenny's brain could no longer function. She was lost in a fog of swirling sexual ecstasy. Her hand pumped Sean's shaft as she sucked. Her hips moved back and forth in a steady rhythm, forcing Jack's thighs to slap on her ass cheeks with each plunge of his penis. Within seconds, she felt her first climax coming on. She controlled a little whimper as her body trembled. It was the first climax of many.





Living Large Pt. 03



Jack and Sean were oblivious to Jenny's orgasm. They too were in a world of their own, rushing rapidly toward their own climaxes. 

Suddenly, Jenny was startled when Jack pulled out. Then Sean pushed her mouth from his penis. Without a word, they switched. A second later, she was sucking Jack's penis and Sean was inside her. She began to climax again. 

The "Round Robin", went on for some time. Jenny lost track of the number of times she had climaxed. 

Finally Sean or Jack moaned that they were going to climax. 

Jenny didn't know which one it was but the penis in her mouth began to swell. A moan slipped from her lips when she felt it throb and begin to spit his thick cream into her mouth. A bellow came from behind her as the other man began to climax as well. The feeling of having a penis cum in her mouth and one in her pussy was almost too much for Jenny. She collapsed onto the man below her as the one inside her followed her down, his penis still spitting juice into her convulsing hole.

Chapter 13

As Jenny expected, she felt terrible the next day. She was hung over but that wasn't all; she felt incredibly guilty about what she had done. Although she tried to tell herself that her lustful behavior was because of the alcohol, deep down she knew better. She had lost control and now she felt like a slut. She was so embarrassed that she didn't want to see Sean or Jack. So she avoided their department and stayed in her office most of the day.

When her phone rang and she heard Michael on the other end, she was relieved. She needed to talk to someone. Michael was calling about going to lunch later in the week in order to talk about Jenny's business plan. Jenny suggested that today would be good.

At noon, Jenny met her at a restaurant not far from the office. They sat under an umbrella at a street-side table. 

"So, how is your plan coming?" Michael asked. 

"Good I think," Jenny answered, opening a large envelope and pulling out her plan.

"Very impressive," Michael said when she saw that Jenny had a formal written plan.

For the next hour, Jenny and Michael discussed her plan. Jenny was impressed with Michael's business knowledge. She was surprised to find that she had run several successful businesses over the years, prior to marrying her current (and second) husband. Her current business wasn't profitable but that was because she didn't have to worry about profit. She managed the shop for fun and for something to do with her idle time. 

When they were done, Jenny put the plan away and sat back. A pensive look came to her face. She wanted to talk personally to Michael but didn't know how to start. 

Michael solved that for her when she said, "What's wrong? You look upset."

Jenny paused, trying to control her emotions. Then she said, "I guess I'm having second thoughts about the 'new' Jenny."

"How so?"

"I don't know... it's just that... just... damn," Jenny said and paused again. She picked up a napkin and wiped tears from her eyes. "I feel like a... like a slut."

"Why on earth do you feel that way?" Michael asked with concern.

Jenny proceeded to tell Michael about her experiences with Jack and Sean and then told her about Tim. She thought but didn't say that she could have added her experiences with Michael herself. 

Michael sat with her mouth open. She was shocked by Jenny's revelations but tried not to show it. However, she was afraid that her facial expression betrayed her. She hadn't expected Jenny to have such a wide variety of sexual experiences in such a short time. When she had composed herself she reached over and grasped Jenny's hand. "Listen Jenny, because you like sex and are willing to experiment doesn't make you a slut. The truth is that 'slut' is an unfair label that society has placed on women that are sexually active. If you were male, you would be called a 'ladies man'. It's the double standard."

Jenny continued to wipe her eyes. "I know that but I can't help the feeling." Then she took a deep breath and said, "Even what we did... you and I..." Jenny paused again, unable to finish her sentence.

Michael sat back in her chair and sighed. "Jenny, I'm not a psychologist but I've been to plenty of them and I can assure you that there is nothing wrong with you. First of all, you're not a slut. You are a healthy and sexually active woman who is discovering things about yourself that you never knew. Those emotions are confusing and distressing... but most women go through them in their teens or early twenties. By the time we reach our late twenties or thirties, most of those things are resolved. Frankly, your lack of confidence with your body kept you sexually immature. Besides that, you are feeling the effect of the baggage that society has placed on women. I'm not a 'women's libber' but I believe in equality. For thousands of years, women's sexual desires have been suppressed."

Jenny looked at Michael and nodded her head. What she said made sense. However, she still had a lot of questions. 

Michael continued. "You're a student of history. Think about Cleopatra. She was the woman that pioneered wearing lipstick to emphasize her skill at oral love. Then there was Catherine The Great, who was rumored to have had 300 lovers. These women were thought to be sexually insatiable. However, the truth was that they had enough power that they didn't care what people thought or said." Again Michael paused. Then she smiled and said, "Now, I'm not saying that you're sexually insatiable... just that you are a normal woman... maybe with above average sexual desire. Now you have self-bestowed power to get what you want. The power sexual freedom is an aphrodisiac in itself. All women have that power... if we all knew how to use it, the world would be a very different place."

"It's strange that you mention the power thing. When I go to work, I have this feeling of power and confidence. And that brings on this incredible feeling... it is almost sexual in nature. Then, on the other hand, sometimes I feel submissive... like... like when we were together. When I'm with Tim I feel this rush of power again. He'll do anything I want." Jenny paused and looked up at the sky, still sniffling. Then she continued. "It's so confusing... am I dominant or submissive... have I become a slut... or am I just blossoming... who am I really?" 

"Jenny, we all lead several lives. WE are the only ones that really, really know what goes on inside our own heads. I think everyone would be surprised if they learned the secret thoughts of their friends and families. As far as being submissive or dominant, the fact is I think most people are both dominant and submissive. You've heard stories about corporate executives, men and women that go to hookers and become submissive... for a short period. Everyone needs someone else to be in control sometimes. On the other hand, power is also an aphrodisiac. The way you feel at work and the power you have over Tim naturally turns you on. It's all perfectly normal."

Jenny began to feel better as she listened to Michael talk. It seemed that she was much wiser than her thirty- something years would indicate.

"Listen Jenny, this is too public a place to discuss this. Why don't you come over to my house tonight? My husband is still out of town. We can have a little wine and relax."

Jenny thought for a moment. She was pretty sure what "coming over" to Michael's place meant. Then she felt a sudden tremor of excitement go through her. "Okay."

"Good, I'll pick you up at your place at seven. Bring some clothes in case you decide to stay over."

Michael was waiting in her car when Jenny came downstairs. 

Jenny was wearing a tank top, without a bra, and had a white blouse over it. The blouse was unbuttoned in front. She had chosen a pair of black stretch leotards. They were obscenely tight but she figured that she wouldn't be seeing anyone but Michael. She carried a small overnight case.

Michael was wearing a pretty blue summer dress that was cut low in the front and flared at her hips. It came to mid thigh and left much of her sexy legs exposed. 

Jenny looked over and saw that the hem of her dress had pulled far up her thigh. She could tell she didn't have a bra or nylons on. She wondered if she was wearing panties. She felt a strange tingling between her legs. She said, "I love your dress."

"Thanks. It's a new design that I just got in. If you want one, I ordered several in your size."

Jenny smiled and said, "Always trying to sell huh?"

"Sorry," Michael said with a laugh.

A few minutes later Michael turned the car into a long driveway lined with tall pine trees. She drove up the hill until they came to a large multi-level brick home.

Jenny was impressed with Michael's house. In fact, it was a mansion and was situated on acres of rolling farmland with long white fences surrounding thoroughbred horses.

As Michael led her into the house she said, "I let the help have the night off so we don't have to worry about being disturbed."

Jenny didn't know she had servants, but based on the size of the house it was easy to see that she needed them. A little tremor went through her at the comment about not "being disturbed." 

The inside of the house was as impressive as the outside. The ceilings were tall with giant chandeliers hanging in the foyer and dining room. There were large portraits on the walls and marble pillars. A long spiral staircase led to the upstairs.

"Come on in to the kitchen and we'll break out a bottle of wine," Michael said, leading Jenny through a large gathering room. "I had Maria fix a pizza and leave it for us. It'll be like a pajama party," she laughed.

Michael got a bottle of chilled wine and glasses. Jenny got the pizza from the oven and they went into a large but warmly furnished sunroom off the kitchen. 

"This is my favorite room in the house... well, other than the bedroom," Michael laughed. 

"It's beautiful," Jenny said as she glanced around the expensively furnished room. There were several sofas along with pillows strewn around the carpeted floor. A large fireplace was the centerpiece. But the most impressive feature was the view from the large windows overlooking the rolling hills of the farm. There was a beautiful lake in the middle of the field that reflected the rays of the setting sun. Jenny stood and stared out the window at several horses as they galloped across the field. "I can see why you like this room. You obviously love horses. Do you ride?"

"All the time. I especially like those tight riding pants and carrying a whip," she said with a laugh.

Jenny turned and looked at her and saw a flash of fire in her eyes. She trembled and felt goose bumps on her arms, amazed that this woman could have such an affect on her.

"Let's watch the sun go down and eat our pizza," Michael said as she sat the wine bottle down and then arranged several large pillows on the floor. She poured two glasses of wine and Jenny cut the pizza.

A short while later the two women were giggling like schoolgirls. Jenny re-told the story about Tim and her night with Sean and Jack, adding a few details like how big their equipment was and how funny it felt to sit on Tim's face. Michael roared at that, saying that she wanted to try it and wondered if Tim was available for loan. She was only half joking. 

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind," Jenny said. "However, I think he likes big butts," she laughed as she drank her third glass of wine. 

"Well, so do I," Michael replied, looking into Jenny's eyes.

"You like what?" Jenny asked.

"Like big butts... especially yours."

Jenny's face turned red and she turned to look out the window. "Oh look, the sun is going down," she said, changing the subject. Then she sank back in the large pillow and stared out the window.

Michael moved closer to Jenny, throwing her arm over the pillow behind her. Then she settled down next to her. "The beauty of nature never ceases to amaze me," she whispered. However, she wasn't looking at the sun... she was staring at Jenny.

Jenny closed her eyes for a moment as Michael gently ran her finger down her arm. "Michael," she whispered when the older woman moved her finger over to touch her breast.

When she didn't protest too much, Michael grew bolder, reaching inside her blouse to fondle her covered breast. "Umm, no bra," she whispered excitedly. She squeezed the soft flesh and lifted the large orb as if testing the weight. Then she squeezed her nipple, making it harden immediately. That brought a little whimper from Jenny's lips. 

Despite being incredibly sexually satisfied by Jack and Sean, Jenny found that she was becoming excited again. Michael's touch was so different from a man's. It was gently, yet she knew that she could be harsh. She remembered the feeling of her bare hand on her ass. A shudder when through her body as she thought about that night. She squeezed her legs together and felt her sex lips begin to swell. 

Michael slipped her hand down to the bottom of Jenny's tank top and moved it underneath. Despite quiet moans of protest, she moved it upward until she could feel the soft flesh of her breast. She bent to kiss Jenny's neck as her hand covered one orb.

"Ohh!!!" Jenny moaned at the combined feeling of Michael's soft hand on her breast and hot tongue on her neck. 

Michael leaned close to Jenny's ear and whispered, "Did you like it when I spanked you the last time." She already knew the answer.

Jenny just moaned.

"I want to do it again."

Another moan escaped Jenny's lips as a strange, submissive feeling washed over. She trembled as the older woman continued to kiss her neck and play with her now very hard nipples. 

Michael felt her tremble. "Yes, I'm going to spank your ass again. But first, I want to kiss you." With that she turned Jenny's face toward her. She saw that her eyes were wide with conflicting emotions. Afraid that she might protest, Michael quickly brought her lips to Jenny's. 

"Mmmmm," Jenny moaned as the older woman's soft lips pressed to hers. She felt her tongue pressing on her lips, wanting entry. Jenny opened her mouth and let it in. 

A moan escaped Michael's lips as she pressed Jenny back into the pillow and forced her tongue down her throat. A chill went through her when Jenny's tongue fought back and pushed into her own mouth. 

Soon, the two women were writhing on the floor. Michael had Jenny's top above her breasts and was working on both orbs with her hands as her lips devoured the younger woman's. They were both gasping for breath when Michael pulled away.

"Wait here," Michael said and got up and left the room.

Jenny continued to lie on the pillow, her eyes hooded over in lust. She barely saw the sun disappear below the hills. With a trembling hand she reached for her wineglass and downed the contents. 

A minute later Michael was back and she had something in her hand. Jenny tried to see what it was but her eyes were fuzzy.

Michael sat on one of the large sofas and said, "Come here Jenny." She said it in a firm voice... leaving no doubt as to whom was in charge.

Almost in a trance, Jenny stood up. She walked slowly over to the seated woman. She barely realized that both of her breasts were still exposed. But she could feel that the crotch of her leotards was soaked.

"Turn around," Michael ordered.

Jenny turned her back to Michael and then gasped when she felt her reach for her leotards and pull them down to her thighs. She began to tremble as she stood submissively in front of the older woman.

"Just as I thought... no panties. I think I am going to have to teach you a lesson young lady. Over my knees, now!"

Jenny whimpered but obeyed, positioning herself over Michael's knees with her ass exposed.

"The last time my hand was sore for days. I think this will work better."

Jenny strained her head to see what Michael had in her hand. It was a pink bedroom slipper with fuzzy ball on the toe. She was almost relieved, figuring that it wouldn't hurt as much as her hand. She was wrong.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!" Michael brought the slipper down on Jenny's white cheeks.

"Ouch!!!" Jenny cried in surprise.

"Didn't think it was going to hurt did you?" Michael laughed lustfully. She brought the slipper down again and again, covering the wide expanse of Jenny's white buttocks. 

Jenny squirmed her ass on Michael's lap as the stinging blows sent shock waves though her pussy. 

The older woman worked across the expanse of Jenny's ass with skill, making sure she landed a blow on every square inch until the skin was bright red. A smile came to Michael's face when she felt Jenny begin to raise her hips. She didn't need to touch her sex to know that she was soaked. 

Soon, Jenny was trembling with excitement. Her hips moved back and forth and then up and down on Michael's lap with each blow. Incredible she began to feel like she could climax if she just squeezed her thighs together. "Oh Jesus," she gasped as waves of pleasure began to consume her. Suddenly she began to climax as the blows continued to rain down. Incredibly, each blow seemed intensify the orgasm. 

Michael was astounded when she realized that Jenny was climaxing. She had never seen a woman climax from a spanking alone, and she had spanked a few in her life. However, the proof was on her lap. She continued to smack Jenny's ass far longer than she normally would have, waiting for her convulsions to slow. It took some time and her ass was as red as a beet when she finally stopped.

As Jenny calmed down, she felt her face turn red from embarrassment. She couldn't believe that she had climaxed from being spanked.

Michael sat back and tried to control her breathing. In fact, she had almost climaxed herself. However, she wanted to wait... she had other plans about how she was going to climax. She took a deep breath and said, "Jenny, stand up." She said it as firmly as she could under the circumstances. 

Jenny stood up with her head down. Her leotards were still around her thighs and her breasts were still bare. She reached back and rubbed her tingling ass. Then she reached down to pull her leotards up.

"Leave them alone," Michael said, this time with more authority. "Look at me," she snapped.

Jenny looked into Michael's eyes, her face growing hot with embarrassment again.

"Well, that was quite some performance you put on," Michael said without smiling. "Look at how all your squirming has wrinkled my new dress."

Jenny's eyes glanced down and saw that the pretty blue dress was bunched up high on the older woman's thighs.

"Why don't you kneel down here and straighten it out for me?" It wasn't a question but an order.

Suddenly, Jenny's thighs began to tremble and her legs grew week. She hesitated.

"I'm waiting."

Slowly Jenny sank to her knees. Afraid to look at Michael's face, she stared at her bare thighs and gently straightened the older woman's dress. Then she paused, her hands lying gently on Michael's knees. A second later she saw Michael begin to move her thighs apart. Suddenly, it dawned on her what Michael had in mind. A rush of fear consumed her.

"I guess you know how you can pay for what you did... don't you?"

Jenny swallowed hard and looked up at Michael's unsmiling face.

Michael knew that this was the moment of truth. She knew that it was a big risk to push the young woman this far, this fast, but she could hardly wait any longer. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she silently stared into the eyes of the shocked and nervous woman. She saw a tinge of fear. But there was something else... something primal... sexual. 

As Jenny watched, the older woman reached down and began to pull her dress higher. At the same time she began to spread her legs. Suddenly, she sucked in her breath as Michael's pussy came into view. Her eyes opened wide. It was her first close up view of her sex. Her sex mound was bare of hair like her own and it was incredibly smooth. It was obviously that she just didn't shave it because it was as smooth as a baby's butt without a hint of stubble. She remembered that Michael had said that she had her hair removed by laser. The inner lips were swollen and protruding but they weren't near as large as her own. 




Living Large Pt. 03



Michael was relieved that Jenny hadn't run screaming from the room yet. That gave her enough confidence to take the next step. Her hand trembled as she moved it between her legs. 

Jenny watched as if hypnotized when Michael reached down and spread her lips. Unconsciously Jenny's tongue came out and she licked her suddenly parched lips. 

"I want you to lick me," Michael said in a hoarse whisper.

Although Jenny knew what was coming, the spoken words shocked her. 

Michael was staring at Jenny, her eyes now swimming with lust. "Kiss my thighs first."

Jenny hesitated until Michael reached out and grabbed her head. She held it tight but she didn't try to pull it forward. When Jenny realized that she wasn't going to force her she began to relax just a little. At least if she was going to do it, she could do it at her own pace, she thought. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to just kiss her thighs. 

A little whimper escaped Michael's lips as Jenny's head slowly moved forward until her lips were close to the smooth, brown thighs of the older woman. A tremor went through Jenny when she realized that she could smell Michael's musk. It smelled just like her own and excited her. With increasing confidence, she touched her lips to the soft flesh.

"Ohhhh!!!," Michael moaned.

The moan sent an excited chill down Jenny's spine. She opened her mouth and touched her tongue to the hot skin. She heard another moan but it was harder to hear this time because a loud buzzing had began in her own head. 

Michael resisted the urge to pull Jenny's head between her legs and force her mouth to her throbbing sex. It felt like her sex lips had swollen to twice their normal size and her heart felt like it was going to jump from her chest. She couldn't ever remember being this excited. 

Jenny took a deep breath and began to kiss and lick Michael's thigh until it was wet with her saliva. Then she moved to the other. As she did, she felt the woman shifting above her, sliding down on the sofa and opening her legs wider. When she turned her head, her face was a scant inch from Michael's sex. Incredibly, she felt her own sex lips pulsing again. She squeezed her legs together and trapped them between her thighs to ease the throbbing. Instead, it only magnified her excitement. 

"Please," Michael moaned.

Jenny heard her moan and felt a sudden surge of power. She placed her hands behind Michael's knees and boldly lifted her legs. Then with an animal like groan she opened her mouth and placed it on the older woman's sex.

"Ohhhhhhhh Jesusssssss!!!" Michael screamed. It was like the first time she had ever had a woman eat her. No, it was even more exciting. 

Suddenly Jenny's mouth was filled with the sweet taste of Michael's pussy juice. It wasn't bad at all. In fact, it tasted almost exactly like her own juice, which she had tasted many, many times. With an almost animal like growl, Jenny began to eat Michael. Although she had never done this before, she knew what she liked. She sucked the inner lips into her mouth and used her tongue like a battering ram. When she heard the older woman's groans of approval, she sucked harder. She pulled back, stretching the inner lips as far as possible before she let them go. They snapped back like a rubber band. 

Michael cried out in excitement.

Jenny giggled and did it again, and then again. Then she reached up and used her fingers to open the lips until the pulsing clit was exposed. She pulled back slightly and looked at the smooth little pea. She had never looked at a clit before. It resembled a tiny penis and was shaped like a football helmet. She stuck her tongue out and lapped across it. 

"Oh God Jenny," Michael cried as she pulled Jenny's head down with her hands.

Jenny almost giggled and resisted the pressure. She continued to lick the tiny nub and watched it swell to an even larger size. 

"Please, please, please," Michael begged, throwing her head back and forth in desperation.

Finally, Jenny relented and opened her mouth to suck her clit inside.

That was all Michael could stand. She lifted her hips and pulled Jenny's head between her legs. Her thighs pushed out until they landed on her shoulders and wrapped around her neck. She began to climax.

The older woman's gyrations made it difficult for Jenny to keep her mouth on her clit. She grasped her ass and tried to hold her hips still. However, it was a losing battle. Finally Jenny gave up and allowed the woman to use her face for her pleasure. By the time her convulsions were over, Jenny's face was soaked from her forehead to her chin. When she finally pulled back, she saw that Michael was lying with her head back and her eyes closed. She looked down at her ravaged sex lips and saw that they were incredibly swollen and soaked with her own saliva as well as Michael's copious juices. A smile came to Jenny's face and she leaned forward and planted gentle kisses on Michael's sex. 

The rest of the night was a blur to Jenny. She remembered eating Michael several times and Michael returning the favor. They had also tried a sixty-nine. However, Jenny decided that she liked it better when she could concentrate on what she was doing or what was being done to her. A one point, she was surprised when Michael asked her to turn over on her stomach so she could eat her ass. The older woman spent quite a bit of time between her cheeks. Michael hadn't asked her to return the favor but she would have. 

It was three o'clock in the morning when they both fell into an exhausted sleep. 



Living Large Pt. 04



Chapter 14

It was difficult for Jenny to get a lot of work done the following morning. She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened at Michael's house last night. She was tired from the lovemaking but very satisfied. Strangely, she felt no guilt. In fact, she got that sweet little tingling between her legs every time she thought of Michael. However, it wasn't only the sex. What Michael had said at lunch had really helped her. It was all starting to make sense for her. However, she still wasn't sure if she had become perverse or was just becoming comfortable with her sexuality. Either way, it didn't bother her anymore. She had called Michael and thanked her for a wonderful evening and her sage advice. Michael said that it was her pleasure... and she meant it literally.

Jenny was gazing out her small window in a daydream when the phone rang. She yawned and picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Jenny, it's Bob."

Jenny paused, wondering who Bob was.

"Bob Davenport."

"Oh God, I'm sorry," Jenny said as her face turned red.

"Gee, I'm gone for two weeks and already you've forgotten me," he said factiously.

"Uh... no... no... I just didn't recognize your voice," Jenny said, truly embarrassed. However, a lot had happened in her life in the past two weeks. Besides, she never expected him to call her again.

"It's okay... I'll forgive you this time. I just wanted to let you know that I'm still in Europe, but I'll be home Friday evening. I was wondering if you would be interested in going out with me Saturday to a wonderful art museum that I discovered a few months ago? It has some rare paintings that I know that you would love to see."

"Uh... well," Jenny stuttered. She didn't have anything to do on Saturday but his invitation was so unexpected that she didn't know how to react.

He took her confusion as a negative. "It's okay," he said in a disappointed voice. "I'm sure you have other things to do."

"Oh no," Jenny said quickly. "It's just so sudden. Truthfully, I didn't think you would call me. I would love to go."

"I said I would call and I always keep my promises," he said with a smile in his voice. "Can you be ready by 9 A.M. Saturday?"

"Sure."

"Good, I'll pick you up. I want to catch up on how things have gone since your promotion but I have to run to a meeting. We'll talk when I see you Saturday morning."

"I'll be ready."

The phone went dead and Jenny sat there stunned, holding the receiver in her hand. She couldn't believe that he had actually called. She felt butterflies in her stomach as the reality began to set in. She was going to go out with the president of the company again. A smile came to her face and she sat back in her chair. Suddenly she squealed in excitement. Then she put her hand over her mouth, hoping that no one heard her.

Jenny had no idea what to wear for her date Saturday night. She had worried about it all day until finally she called Michael and asked her to help. She invited her down to her store to pick out a dress.

"Oh, that looks great on you," Michael said after Jenny had tried on several dresses. The dress was a simple floral print with a modestly low cut top and straps holding up the bodice. It hugged her breasts and flowed smoothly down her waist and flared at the hips. It was a lightweight material with a pleated skirt. 

Michael found her a new pocket book and they picked out a matching pair of shoes. 

When Jenny looked at the price tag, she almost choked... $650.

"Uh... Michael, this is a little too expensive for me."

"No it's not," Michael said. "Let's just say its on loan to you. Someone might see it and you can tell them where you got it."

"Michael, I can't do that."

"Model's do it all the time. You can be my model," Michael said and leaned over and kissed her quickly on the lips. 

Jenny barely slept that night. It almost felt like she was going on a first date with Bob again. She was up at five-thirty, dressed and ready to go by seven. It was a long two-hour wait after that.

When the doorbell finally rang, Jenny was relieved. She hurried to the door and opened it to find Bob's smiling face. Her heart did a little flutter. He was wearing a light blue Oxford shirt, a blue blazer, and gray slacks. He looked very handsome. 

"Hi," he said. "God you look prettier than I even remember."

"I was thinking the same thing about you," Jenny said and blushed at her own words. Then she said "Thanks."

"Ready to go?"

"Yes." Jenny didn't tell him she had been ready for two hours. "So where's the museum?" Jenny asked as they walked out of her apartment. "I've been to all of them in this area I think."

"It's in San Francisco."

Jenny stopped in her tracks. "San Francisco?" she said excitedly. "That's halfway across the country."

"I know, but we can be there in two hours. Now hurry, my jet's waiting."

Fifteen minutes later Jenny was sitting in the seat of an eight passenger Gulfstream Jet with Bob beside her. She looked out the window as the sleek and modern jet rushed down the runway. "I can't believe this," she said to herself.

Bob smiled and reached over to buckle her seat. Then he said, "You're going to love this museum."

"I'm sure I will," she answered and relaxed back into the seat.

As soon as the Jet had leveled off at cruising altitude, a hostess appeared from the back of the plane with two glasses of wine.

"Thank you Sara," Bob said to the hostess as he took one for him and the other for Jenny. "Here's to a fun day," he said and tapped his glass to Jenny's.

For the next hour, Jenny filled him in on her week at work. Obviously she left out any reference to her sexual activity. 

Bob listened with interest, asking some questions and nodding his head.

When Jenny was done, she realized that she had been talking almost constantly for the past hour. "I'm sorry... sometimes I can just go on and on."

"No problem. I love to watch you talk," he said with his handsome smile and twinkling blue eyes. "Did anyone every tell you that you have very kissable lips?"

"Uh... no," Jenny answered. Then she held her breath as he leaned over and kissed her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she felt his tongue on her lips, she opened her mouth and let it in. The second their tongues touched, she felt tingling between her legs. Stop it! she told herself. 

After Bob pulled away the hostess came up with two more glasses of wine. 

For the rest of the trip, Jenny and Bob talked about art and history. The only interruption was when Bob would point out some landmark that they could see from the window of the airplane.

As Bob had promised, they landed two hours later at a small airport on the outskirts of San Francisco. There was a limo waiting to pick them up, and after a short drive they arrived at the museum.

Jenny loved the museum. It was a private but well stocked with famous paintings from the Renaissance period of Europe. Some were on loan, while many others belonged to the wealthy owners of the museum (of which Bob was now one). The two of them spent several hours touring the museum before they left for lunch across the bay in Sausalito. They ate at a waterside caf‚ and then walked around the quaint town. Finally, they took a tour boat around the bay and San Quentin.

By late afternoon, Jenny was tired but at the same time excited. Her feet hurt because she didn't know they would be doing so much walking and she had worn heels. She bought a pair of cheap sandals in a novelty shop and that had helped. Other than that, it had been a wonderful day and Bob had been a perfect host... and gentleman. He touched her often but never in an inappropriate way. However, each touch made Jenny tingle in a very private place. 

"So do you have to get back or can I take you to dinner in town tonight?"

"I'm yours until the pumpkin comes to take me home," Jenny said with a bright smile, holding up her high heels like a modern-day Cinderella.

"That must mean that I'm the Prince."

"Definitely."

"I don't think I've ever been called that," he laughed. "I have an apartment downtown where you can freshen up and take a hot bath and soak your sore feet if you want. I have to meet with some business associates for an hour or two. Then we can go to dinner."

"Sounds wonderful."

The limo dropped the two of them off at a large high rise in the center of San Francisco. 

"Good afternoon Mr. Davenport," the doorman said as he held the door open for Jenny and Bob. "I didn't know you were in town."

"Just briefly Roger. I'm heading for China on Monday."

"Always good to see you," the doorman said.

"You're going to China Monday," Jenny asked with undisguised disappointment in her voice as they walked across the fancy lobby to the elevators.

"Just for a week or so. I'll be back the following Tuesday," Bob said as he pressed the elevator button.

"I don't know how you can travel so much," Jenny said.

"It gets hard sometimes. But it helps when you have your own plane."

"I guess it does."

Bob stepped onto the elevator with Jenny. He pulled a key from his pocket and placed it into a lock below the "P" button on the elevator. "The elevator takes you directly into my apartment. You should find everything you need there. I'll go to my meeting and be back in no more than two hours." Then he reached over and pressed the elevator door "open" button and held the door. With his other hand he pulled Jenny close to him. He bent forward and kissed her.

Jenny moaned and pressed her body to the sexy man. She had been waiting for this kiss all day. Her knees grew weak as the kiss continued, their tongues dueling for possession of each other's mouth. Jenny could feel Bob getting excited.

Bob pulled away and took a deep breath. I had better get going. It wouldn't be good to show up at the meeting with an erection," he said with a smile.

"Uh... no it wouldn't," Jenny said, trying to regain her composure.

"See you," Bob said and stepped off the elevator.

Jenny saw him wave as the door closed. Then the elevator started toward the penthouse. She watched the numbers until the elevator stopped at the 72nd floor. The doors opened and Jenny gasped. Suddenly she was staring out of the elevator at a giant living room with windows on three sides, overlooking the entire city. The condo must have been the tallest building in the area. She walked into the living room in a daze. She had never seen anything so pretty. The windows were floor-to-ceiling and it looked as if one could walk out over the city. The sun was sitting low in the sky and reflecting off the water of the bay, giving it a silver sheen.

Jenny took her heels off and walked over to the window almost hesitantly. While she wasn't afraid of heights, the lack of anything between her and the city gave her a feeling of vertigo. She turned around and looked behind her and saw that the apartment had a loft area with a spiral staircase to what appeared to be a bedroom. She stood at the window staring at the city for a minute or two and then walked over to the stairs leading to the loft. When she reached the top, she saw a large bedroom with king sized bed in the middle. She sat down on the bed and saw that she had the same view of the city as the one she had downstairs. A sigh came from her lips and she shook her head to make sure that she wasn't dreaming.

After a bit of searching Jenny found the bathroom. It also had floor-to-ceiling windows, looking over the city. It was as luxurious as the rest of the apartment with a giant whirlpool tub and a large glassed-in shower. She ran the water and added some bubble bath. She found that there was a bottle of chilled wine already in the bathroom. She realized that everything had been planned. It was apparent that Bob left nothing to chance.

A few minutes later Jenny was lying back in the warm water, still wondering if she were dreaming. When she closed her eyes, she suddenly had a vision of a movie... "Pretty Woman." She almost laughed out loud. If she were a hooker it would be perfect. She wondered facetiously if Bob were going to offer her any money. Then she remembered that he was already paying her salary. 

Chapter 15

After her long bath, Jenny sat down on the sofa in a white terry cloth bathrobe to watch the lights of the city twinkle on. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep. It was some time later when she heard the elevator. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep and she awoke feeling disoriented. Suddenly, the doors opened. She stood up quickly and turned around to see Bob on the elevator... her face turned red with embarrassment.

"Hi," he said. "Looks like you got comfortable."

There was no since in denying it. "Sorry, I must have fallen asleep."

"I do it all the time here. It's so relaxing to watch the sun go down and the city lights come on. Unfortunately, half the time I doze off and miss them."

"I'm afraid that's what I did," Jenny said looking out at the now fully lit city. She turned back to Bob. "How did your meeting go?"

"Not as well as I had hoped. But I'm glad it's over." 

Bob appeared tired to Jenny. "Can I get you a drink?" Jenny asked.

"That would be great," he said as he sat down on the sofa with a relaxing sigh. "A whiskey and water will do."

"I can fix that," Jenny answered with a smile as she walked over to the bar.

Bob put his head back and closed his eyes.

When Jenny came back, she saw that he had dozed off. She wasn't sure if she should wake him. Instead, she sat the drink down and went into the bathroom and began to run another tub of water. When she came back out she saw that Bob had awaken and was staring out at the city.

"I started a bath for you if you're interested."

"Sounds wonderful. Join me for a minute," he said, patting the sofa beside him.

Jenny sat down, close to Bob. "You look tired," she said. 

"Jet lag I guess. It takes a few days to recover from a long trip. And, it gets harder as you get old."

Jenny looked at his face and said, "You're no old."

"Thanks, but sometimes I feel like I'm a hundred. I guess it's all the travel."

"Then why do you do it so much?"

"It makes me forget..." Bob said before he could stop himself. Then he glanced away from Jenny and out the window with a sad look.

Jenny suddenly knew that he was talking about his deceased wife. She wasn't sure she should discuss the topic but before she could stop herself she said, "You had a good marriage then?"

"The best," he said without looking at her. Then he looked back at Jenny and said, "But that's a long time ago." 

It was obvious to Jenny that he didn't want to talk about it. 

He reached out and pulled her to him and their lips met.

Jenny moaned and melted into him, her arms going around his neck. As the kisses grew more passionate, Jenny felt Bob's hand at the opening of her robe. She moved back to give him access. A gasp escaped her lips when his hand slipped inside and cupped her large breast. 

Bob moaned as well as he began to knead her soft flesh. His fingers found her nipple and he began to pinch it.

Jenny pulled her lips from him and gasped, "Oh God!!!"

The older man began to kiss down her neck as he pushed her robe open, exposing one breast. He looked at her two large orbs and whispered "Beautiful." His head dropped and his mouth opened. "Mmm," he moaned when his lips found the nipple. 

Jenny was doing everything she could to keep her hips still... but it was impossible. Soon she had spread her legs, letting Bob's wandering hand find the soft, warm skin inside her thighs. Suddenly Jenny remembered that she had the bathtub water running. "Oh goodness!" she exclaimed and pulled herself from Bob.

He looked at her in shock... as if he had gone too far.

"The bathtub," she gasped and rushed into the bathroom. Fortunately the tub was very large and the water was not over the top yet. She turned off the tap and hurried back to Bob.

Bob had a smile on his face when he saw Jenny's embarrassed look. "We didn't flood the flat downstairs did we?"

"No, but almost." Relieved, but still excited, Jenny reached her hand out to Bob and said, "Now, we don't want the water to get cold. Stand up."

Bob smiled curiously but did as Jenny asked. 

Jenny pushed Bob's sports jacket from his shoulders and then began to unbutton his shirt. She tried to steady her fingers as she opened his shirt all the way down the front and then pulled it from his slacks. "Very nice," she said when she saw his chest. He had a mat of dark hair across his chest. Jenny didn't normally like hairy men but he had just enough to make him look very sexy. She bent forward and gently kissed his chest before working her lips to his nipple. As she did she reached down and began to unbuckle his pants. When she had the snap at his waist opened, she moved down, kneeling in front of him.

Bob already had an erection and it was tenting his pants.

Jenny's eyes were filled with lust as she pulled his zipper down and then pulled his pants to his ankles. "Mmm," she whispered when she saw the substantial bulge in his shorts. Slowly, teasing herself as much as him, she pulled the elastic of his shorts away from his waist and began to move them down. The shorts clung to the head of his penis, pulling it down with the shorts. Then the long shaft suddenly sprang free, flying up to slap his stomach.

Jenny gasped again. His penis was quite large, larger than any of her lovers yet. However, the most interesting thing was that he was uncircumcised. She had never seen an uncircumcised penis.

Bob noticed her surprised look and said, "I was born in Europe and they don't routinely circumcise babies. It's medically unnecessary and only done in the US because it makes money for doctors."

Jenny didn't know any of that but more importantly she didn't care... she was fascinated with his penis. The head was large but covered with a sheath of skin. She wrapped her trembling hand around the shaft and pulled the skin down. A giggle escaped her lips when the large, purple head was revealed. As if hypnotized she pulled his shaft down close to her face. She moved her hand up and down and watched in as the skin covered and then uncovered the large head. Then she pulled the skin down and tight until it was stretched as far as it could go. 

"Ohhhh!!!" Bob gasped as she circled the super-sensitive head with her tongue. 

Then Jenny pumped the shaft several times again and watched a large bubble of clear juice trickle from the slit in the head. She licked the bubble off the tip and swallowed it. She had learned to love the almost sweet pre-cum juice that came from an excited penis. She had also learned that pre-cum only appeared when a man was truly excited. A tremor of excitement ran through her and she pumped the shaft again with the same results. Then, unable to wait any longer, she opened her mouth and took the swollen head inside. It filled her mouth and stretched her lips wide. 

Bob's hips began to move back and forth, forcing more of his long shaft into her mouth.

When Bob's hands reached for Jenny's head she pulled away. With a naughty smile she looked up at him and said, "You're bath is getting cold." Then she reached down and quickly pulled his shoes and socks off and then his pants. When she stood back up, Bob was standing in front of her entirely naked. She looked at the window and gasped. Then she realized that they were in the tallest building around, so no one could see them. "This is a wonderful apartment for exhibitionists," she laughed.

"Would you like to put on a show?" Bob said as he pulled Jenny close.

"Maybe later." She didn't relinquish her grasp on his penis as their lips came together. Then she pulled away and led the older man by his long penis into the bathroom.

The tub was filled to almost overflow with water and bubbles.




Living Large Pt. 04



"I've never had a bubble bath," Bob laughed.

"Well, we're even. I never given a man a bubble bath."

Bob stepped into the hot tub and sank down with a moan of pleasure.

Jenny waited for him to get settled and then untied her robe. She saw Bob's eyes on her as she slowly opened it and let it drop to the floor. Just a few short weeks ago, she would have been very reluctant to stand naked in a brightly-lit bathroom in front of a lover. Now she stood proudly, letting the handsome man caress her with his eyes. She could feel her sex lips swelling from his stare alone. At that moment she felt like the sexiest woman in the world.

Jenny knelt next to the tub and picked up a sponge. As Bob groaned in pleasure she began to wash his chest, slipping under the bubbled to run the sponge up and down his stomach. However, before she got to his penis, she brought the sponge back up and washed around his shoulders. Then she took each arm in her hand to wash it. After that she searched under the water and found a leg and pulled it out to wash it. She did the same to the other. When everything but his middle was done she stood up and said, "Relax for a minute while I get you another drink."

Bob was leaning back with a smile on his face as Jenny returned with a Whiskey and water. Then she knelt next to the tub as he drank.

"Do you do this for all of your lovers?" Bob asked.

The question caught Jenny completely off guard. "Uh... no... just you," she stuttered.

"It's okay. I'm sure a pretty girl like you have plenty of men wanting her time."

A few weeks ago the answer to that question would have been that she didn't have plenty of lovers. Now, Jenny didn't really know how to answer. She was evasive when she said, "Something like that."

Bob smiled but didn't pursue the question. 

"Stand up," Jenny said. "Let me finish your bath."

Bob got to his feet, the bubbles from the bath running down his strong legs. His penis was almost soft and hung limply between his legs, with the sheath of skin covering the head again. 

Jenny picked up the sponge and gently washed his hips and around his penis. As she did, she could see blood rushing to his penis again as it gradually grew larger. Then she told him to turn around. A smile came to her lips when she saw his buttocks. They were muscular and trim and if she didn't know that he was in his forties, she would have thought he was much younger. As she slowly ran the sponge around his buttocks she thought that a man's ass must not age as quickly as the rest of him and almost giggled. With soap on one hand she ran her fingers between his cheeks and heard him gasp. She grew bold and pushed her finger deep between the mounds until she felt his rear hole. She heard another moan and her heart began to pound in her chest as she rubbed her finger up and down across the puckered hole. Never in her life had she been this bold with a man before. For just a moment she considered insinuating her finger into his ass but then decided to save it for another time. 

Finally, Jenny had Bob turn back around. Her eyes opened wide when she saw that his penis had grown substantially. It was noticeably fatter and seemed to be growing by the second. Jenny looked up at him as she reached out and grabbed the shaft. It throbbed in her hand. She squeezed and pulled the skin from the head. By that time the head was swollen and the skin stayed put beneath the crown. Gently she ran the sponge around the crown and across the rippled folds of skin. Then she pulled the skin over the head several times and laughed as it created more suds. Suddenly Bob's penis was pulsing in her hand and fully hard. Jenny stared at his penis, her breathing now labored.

"Get me a towel," Bob said.

Jenny looked up as if dazed. She didn't respond. 

Bob reached down and pulled her to her feet, then took her in his arms and kissed her. His hands slipped down her back until they covered her buttocks and he pulled her to his throbbing shaft. "Let's go some place more comfortable," he whispered.

Jenny quickly got a towel and dried him. 

Then Bob led her out of the bathroom and up the spiral staircase to the bedroom. When he had her at the large bed he whispered, "Now let me give you a bath." 

"Huh?"

Without a word, Bob began to kiss down Jenny's neck, using his tongue to tickle her soft skin. A second later his mouth was covering one very hard nipple.

Jenny grasped Bob's head and held his mouth to her breast. Then she let him push her until she was seated on the bed.

Bob went to his knees between her legs and resumed sucking her nipples. He lifted one and then the other to his mouth until both were dripping with saliva. Then he slowly began to kiss downward. When he reached her stomach he paused and licked her belly button.

Jenny was almost mad with desire now. She wanted to grab his head and pulled it between her legs. However, she waited. Bob didn't seem like a guy that liked to be rushed. 

Finally he pushed her back onto the bed and lifted her legs, planting them on his shoulders. With expertise, he kissed and licked her thighs but avoided her sex lips.

"Please," Jenny begged. She wasn't sure if she had said that out loud or not. However, Bob must have heard her because he moved his mouth until it was over her very swollen lips. She could feel his breath on her sensitive flesh.

With a little lap of his tongue Bob touched her vagina for the first time. Then with little butterfly flicks, he lapped the fat lips. At the same time he held Jenny's squirming hips still with his arms, he reached his hands between her lips and pried the lips open, exposing the swollen clit. He opened his mouth and covered it. Suddenly he sucked the swollen pea inside.

"Ahhhhhheeee!!!" Jenny screamed and lifted her hips from the bed. She grabbed Bob's head, her fingers gripping his hair and pulling his mouth to her. "Oh Jesus," she gasped and began to climax. She had been anticipating this moment all day. It exceeded all of her expectations. 

Jenny's reaction surprised Bob. He hadn't realized how turned-on she was.

For Jenny it was the culmination of a wonderful day. She knew that Bob hadn't realized how much he had been teasing her all day. Just a touch or a smile had made her tremble. His closeness, his smell and the power that he exuded was like an aphrodisiac. Not to mention that she had envisioned this moment from the time he picked her up this morning. 

Bob tried to hold Jenny still as his mouth and tongue continued to work on her pulsing sex. He couldn't seem to get enough of her fat sex lips. They seemed to grow even larger in his mouth with each pulse of her climax. He sucked and chewed gently on the crinkled lips, using his tongue to occasionally scoop up the thick juice running in a river from her climaxing hole.

Jenny fought to remain conscious as waves of pleasure ripped through her. She had been eaten a few times in the past couple of weeks but nothing compared to this. While she loved Michael's mouth, Bob's was different. Her reaction was stronger and more intense. There was more emotion attached. 

When Bob felt Jenny's thighs relax on his shoulders, he pulled his mouth away. He looked down and saw that her sex lips were red and raw and that there was juice still running out of her. When he stood up, his penis was throbbing in front of him and there were long strands of juice dripping from the head. He gently lifted Jenny's legs and moved her onto the bed and then crawled next to her. He snuggled next to her and whispered, "Was that good?"

It was a rhetorical question. Jenny just moaned and pulled his still wet lips to hers.

Bob pulled away and whispered, "I've got to fuck you."

"Oh yes. Oh yes," Jenny gasped as she spread her legs in invitation.

Bob crawled over until he was over her, supported by his hands. He leaned down and kissed her lips and said, "Put it in."

Jenny's hands were shaking as she reached for Bob's shaft. She centered the large head on her hole. Then she reached up, grabbed his hips and pulled. "Oh Jesus," she gasped as the swollen head stretched her lips wide, forcing entry into her wet hole. Her hands moved up to Bob's back and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Bob groaned as he lowered his body until his chest was pressing on Jenny's soft breasts and his penis was buried all the way inside her. 

Both of them were gasping for breath now. Their bodies were connected from top to bottom with Bob's weight pressing Jenny into the soft bed. 

Finally Bob began to pull out. He groaned as her tight vagina released his now juice-wet penis. Then, when only the head was inside, he bellowed and pushed down hard.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Jenny screamed and raised her legs to wrap around his waist.

Soon they were thrashing on the bed and groaning in pleasure. Bob's hips were moving like a piston, pounding in and out of her relentlessly. 

Jenny was the first to climax. She screamed, "I'm cumming," and lifted her hips to Bob and froze.

Bob didn't miss a beat and kept moving, his hips a blur. He could feel Jenny's vagina convulsing around him and squeezing his penis like a vise and he knew that he couldn't last long. Through clinched teeth he hissed, "God I'm going to cum." Suddenly he wondered if it was okay to cum in her. However, a second later it was too late. The head of his penis grew even larger and began to blast his sperm into her waiting hole.

When Jenny felt it, her climax intensified. She squeezed him to her body as tightly as she could.

Bob's penis hit bottom and he froze. It was as if his very being was shooting out of him. He had never felt anything like it. His juice kept coming until there was nothing left and his testicles actually hurt. When nothing more would come out, he collapsed onto Jenny.

Chapter 16

Candles and the sparkling lights of the city lighted the room as Jenny arranged the pillows on the floor around the glass coffee table. They had decided that they were too tired to go out to dinner. Bob had ordered Chinese food and the doorman had arranged to send it up on the elevator.

"Okay to eat out of the boxes," Bob asked as he brought the food over.

"Yeah... that's the way I eat it at home. It'll be like a picnic." 

Bob smiled and arranged the white boxes of food on the coffee table and then got forks and napkins. He brought over a bottle of wine and sat on a pillow next to Jenny. They were both wearing white robes and sat so that they could look out over the city. 

As Jenny began to eat she said, "Is that the Golden Gate Bridge?"

"No, that's the Bay Bridge. The Golden Gate Bridge is over there," Bob answered pointing to the south.

"God this is so beautiful."

"Yes it is," Bob said but he wasn't looking at the city.

The two of them sat quietly for some time, sharing the boxes of food.

When the containers were empty, Jenny said, "I'll clean up," and started to get up.

Bob had other ideas and pulled her back down as he lay back on the floor. She almost fell on top of him and giggled. However, the giggle quickly disappeared as their lips went together and Bob's hand slipped inside her robe. As their passion grew, Bob whispered, "Turn over and lay on your stomach."

Jenny lay on her stomach with a pillow under her head. 

Bob pulled her robe off. Then he bent over her, raised her hair and kissed the back of her neck. Goose bumps appeared up and down her back. "I going to kiss every one of those goose bumps," he whispered as he began to kiss down her back. 

Jenny trembled.

"Your back is so soft," he said quietly as he rubbed her smooth skin and kissed down her spine. 

"That tickles," Jenny giggled.

However, it stopped tickling as he reached the base of her spine.

Bob pulled away and looked at her ass. 

Jenny felt her face flush at his stare. She could feel his eyes on her buttocks

"Perfect," he whispered. Then he bent and planted a kiss on one cheek. "Did you fall down?" he asked.

Jenny turned her head and looked at her buttocks. She almost gasped. There were brown blotches where her ass was bruised by Michael's slipper. "Uh... uh... yes... uh I fell on the steps," she lied, her face turning beet red. She buried her face in the pillow to hide her lie. 

"Well, then I guess I'll have to kiss it and make it all better," Bob joked. With that he began to kiss the soft skin of Jenny's buttocks. He kissed here and there, leaving a trail of his saliva shining on her cheeks. Then he moved until he was between her legs on his knees. "Lift up," he said.

Jenny glanced over her shoulder at him with a questioning look. She lifted her hips and let him put a pillow underneath. Now her backside was raised. "What're you doing?" she asked, almost fearing the answer.

Bob just smiled and bent his head and began to kiss her buttocks again. When he reached the crack at the top, he stuck his tongue out and ran it down the grove several inches. 

"Mmmm," Jenny moaned and she spread her legs wider. Suddenly she knew where he was going. Incredibly, she wanted his tongue there... she wanted his tongue in her asshole. Her face flushed at her nasty thoughts. But God how she wanted him to perform this intimate act. 

Bob moved his tongue downward and spread her cheeks wide with his hands. Then he pulled back and looked down. He could see the tiny star of her asshole almost winking at him. It appeared to be pulsing in anticipation. With a growl he dropped his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

"Oh Bobbbbb!!!" Jenny groaned and lifted her hips as his tongue slipped into her willing hole. "Yes, yes, suck my ass," she gasped in excitement.

Bob wasn't listening. He was to busy moving his tongue in and out of her tight hole. Then he pulled the little hole into his mouth and released it with a loud sucking sound. He continued until the hole began to relax and he could push his tongue in with ease. His fingers caressed her ass cheeks as he spread them wide, stretching her hole even wider. His tongue moved like a snake, in and out, in and out. 

Jenny couldn't believe that she was getting so excited by having her asshole licked. Yet, she felt her pussy throbbing and dripping her juice onto the pillow. If he kept it up she thought she might climax.

Bob reached under his probing tongue and pushed two fingers into her wet vagina. His tongue and fingers rubbed together, separated by only a thin sheath of skin. With expertise, he worked his fingers in and out in time with his tongue. 

Suddenly Jenny gasped. Bob had pulled his tongue out and pushed a finger up her ass. Now he had one finger in her vagina and one in her ass and was sawing them in and out. "Ohhhhh Godddddd!!!" Jenny screamed as she began to climax. Her hips lifted high, taking both of Bob's fingers deep into her. She could feel them twisting deep inside her, creating friction across the thin sheath of skin dividing the two receptacles. 

Bob plunged his fingers in and out in a blur as he felt Jenny going over the top. A smile came to his lips as he watched the pretty woman convulse under his manipulating fingers. 

When Jenny finally collapsed, Bob slipped up to lay beside her. He turned her face to him and kissed her gently. "That was amazing," he whispered. "You must be anal erotic."

Jenny could only smile weakly.

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" Bob asked suddenly.

Jenny's ears perked up at that. "No," she answered quickly. She couldn't imagine his large penis going into her ass.

"Well, it's wonderful, if it's done correctly. Think about it. Maybe we can try it some time."

Jenny heart leaped with joy at his mention of "some time." It meant that they would get together again. She wasn't sure about the anal sex part but she loved that there would be a next time.

Jenny and Bob snuggled together for a long time, looking out at the beautiful city. 

As they were quietly drinking their second bottle of wine, Bob noticed that Jenny seemed to have something on her mind. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing," Jenny answered.

"Come on... you look like you have something on your mind."

Jenny did have something on her mind but she wasn't sure she should bring it up. However, the wine had loosened her tongue and she said, "I... I... was just wondering... uh... why me?"

"Why you? What does that mean?"

"Well, you're handsome, rich and eligible. I know that you could have any woman you wanted... so why me?"

Bob smiled, "That's easy to answer."

"Really?"

"Sure. First of all, I don't believe that I'm handsome. However, I am rich and I could have lots of women. However, being rich has many disadvantages. One of them is that I never know if a woman wants me for who I am are or what I have."

"I can understand that."

"My wife..." Bob said and paused a second before continuing. "My wife... she was a real person. We met when I didn't have any money and she fell in love with me and not my money. But now, I never know what a woman wants. There are lots of beautiful women out there... but many of them are not real." He touched Jenny's face and said, "You're real."

"What does 'real' mean, and how do you know that I'm real?"

"I just know. You're not all made up and you haven't had plastic surgery or implants," Bob said with a smile as he reached over and squeezed her soft breast. "But, it's a lot more than that. You're smart, ambitious and you believe you have to earn everything that you get."

Jenny was surprised that Bob had read her so well. 

"You don't put on airs about something you're not."

"Uh... thank you," Jenny said, feeling somewhat like she didn't deserve all the accolades. A tear came to her eye.

Bob saw it and said, "Besides, you're a wonderful fuck."

Jenny showed surprise on her face but then she laughed loudly. She pushed Bob and he fell over onto the floor, with her on top. She grabbed his arms and held them over his head. "I may be a good fuck but you haven't even seen my oral talents yet."

"That's true," Bob said thoughtfully. "So you think you are pretty good with your mouth too huh?"

"Let's remove any doubts." With that Jenny leaned down and kissed his lips. Then she opened his robe and began to kiss down his chest.

"Wait. If you're the best giver of blow jobs, let's let the world see." With that he stood up and dropped his robe, walking over to the window. He turned to her with the city lights twinkling behind him.

Jenny looked at him as if she didn't understand. But then she smiled. She got up, dropped her robe as well and walked over to stand with him in front of the floor to ceiling windows. Their bodies pressed together and they kissed... standing naked for the entire city to see if they cared to look (or had a very powerful telescope).

Slowly Jenny began to kiss down Bob's chest again. By the time she went to her knees, he was already hard. She knelt in front of him, reaching up to grasp his long shaft. With agonizing slowness, she pulled the foreskin from the swollen head. Then she held the long shaft at the base and licked the juicy tip. She looked up at Bob and said, "Do you think anyone is watching us?"

"Yes," he whispered.

Jenny smiled and opened her mouth wide to take the purple head into her mouth. Bob moaned and thrust his hips forward as she began to use her tongue on the swollen crown. She sucked and licked the shaft until it was dripping with her saliva. Then she pulled back and let the lights of the city reflect off of his shiny shaft. She moved her head slowly toward the head again, opening her mouth as if she were putting on a show. Soon the head and much of the shaft was in her mouth. 

Bob closed his eyes and swayed his hips as Jenny worked her oral magic on him. He wasn't joking about her being a good fuck but now he knew that she did lots of things well. She was sucking him better than he could remember anyone doing it... other than that time with the oriental girl in China last year. 




Living Large Pt. 04



Jenny cupped Bob's large testicles in her hand and sucked the head hard. She could feel his balls pulling up tight and knew that he was getting close. However, she wasn't ready for him to cum yet. Suddenly, she pulled away and hear Bob moan.

"Turn around," she ordered. Two could play this game she thought.

Bob looked at her like he didn't understand.

"Turn around, and lean forward with your hands on your knees," she said.

Bob turned around and did as she asked. His eyes opened wide when he felt Jenny's hands on his ass cheeks, spreading them apart. "Jenny," he cried when he felt her tongue on his rear hole.

Jenny smiled as she pressed her tongue into his tight neither hole. At the same time she reached around and grasped his throbbing penis, moving her hand up and down in time with her tongue. She could feel herself becoming excited again as the sphincter of his ass squeezed her tongue, forcing it back out after each plunge. Then, like he had done, she circled the hole with her lips and sucked.

"Jesus," Bob gasped. However, after a few minutes of this, Bob couldn't take anymore. "Jenny," he cried.

Jenny knew that he was close. She spun him back around and pulled his penis quickly to her mouth again.

"Oh God," Bob gasped. "Jenny, I'm going to cum if you keep that up," he hissed.

Jenny pulled his penis from her mouth and looked up at him. "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to drink every drop of your sweet juice." With that she took him back into her mouth and began to suck. She used both hands to pump the shaft.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Bob gasped. Soon his head was spinning and his balls were churning. He looked down and saw that Jenny's eyes were closed as she concentrated on sucking him. Suddenly, he felt his balls sending his scalding sperm up the shaft. It felt like his head was going to explode as his other head unleashed his pent up sperm into Jenny's willing mouth.

Jenny choked for a second because of the strength of the blast but she quickly recovered and began to drink his juice. Incredibly she felt her vagina spasm and she squeezed her legs together and climaxed.

Jenny had her head lying on Bob's chest and they were in his large bed covered to the waist by cool silk sheets. The city lights were less plentiful now that it was so late. However it still appeared that they were floating in space with twinkling stars all around them. Jenny had agreed to stay the night and go sailing tomorrow before heading home tomorrow. The two of them had finished their third bottle of wine and were a bit tipsy.

A giggle came from Jenny as she used her index finger to tickle down Bob's chest to his belly button. Then her hand slipped under the sheet to find his soft penis. "Let me look at it again," Jenny said as she pushed the sheet lower. 

"I would never have guessed that you are such a kinky lady," Bob laughed.

"Define kinky?" Jenny responded as she idly played with his penis.

"Well, Webster's defines it at a 'mental peculiarity or quirk." 

"What have I done that you think is kinky?"

"Well, does licking my ass count?" he laughed.

"Maybe."

"So what's the kinkiest thing that you have ever done?"

Jenny was quiet for a moment. She bit her lip, wondering if she should answer that question. Until, recently she hadn't done anything "kinky". However, the alcohol she had consumed was making her bolder and she turned to Bob and said, "Licking your asshole has to be up there."

Bob broke into gales of laughter. Jenny suddenly joined him. Soon they were laughing so hard that they had tears in their eyes.

Wiping his eyes, Bob said, "I guess it would be in the top ten anyway."

"Only the top ten? Well, what about sitting on a guys face while I was reading a book." Jenny put her hand over her mouth and gasped when she realized what she had said.

Bob's looked turned from a smile to shocked curiosity. "You sat on a guys face and read a book? I don't believe it." Suddenly he started to laugh again.

"It's true," Jenny said.

"I have admit that that's kinky."

"So what about you?" Jenny asked.

"Well, maybe having sex in an elevator in Singapore during the middle of the day."

"Jesus, I'm sure you know what they would have done to you if you were caught."

"Yeah... that's what made it so exciting."

Bob was still curious about Jenny sitting on some guy's face. He asked, "So who is this guy that wants you to sit on his face? Or do you tie him up and do it."

"I don't tie him up and he's just a guy," Jenny said, not wanting to tell Bob that he worked for him. Suddenly Jenny couldn't believe that she was telling Bob any of this. It wasn't like he was a good friend that she shared personal things with. However, he was easy to talk to and he didn't seem a bit perturbed that she had other lovers. The alcohol coursing through her brain made her ask, "Does the fact that I have other lovers make you jealous?"

Bob's face turned serious. "Not really. Listen Jenny, I know that you are still a young woman and you have a life beyond work and our current relationship."

Jenny was happy and sad at the same time to hear his comments. She hoped their relationship would progress beyond what it was today. However, on the other hand, she didn't think that she was ready yet to settle on one man yet either. 

Bob continued, "I like you Jenny... a lot. However, I'm also a realist. I'm forty-seven years old... old enough to be your father. You most likely don't want to get tied up with an old guy."

Jenny was shocked at his words. She had never even considered his age as a hindrance. However, she suddenly realized that he did. "I told you before that you're not old. And, as far as a relationship goes, if I were hesitant about a relationship, it would be with a younger guy... not one older than I am." Jenny thought of Tim and how she felt about "robbing the cradle". Suddenly, she understood Bob's reluctance. "I like you too Bob, so let's just see where our relationship goes and not worry about age."

"Okay," Bob responded with a tinge of relief in his voice.

"And one more thing," Jenny said and hesitated. "Uh... would it be okay if we didn't say anything about our relationship... you know... to people at work? It's just that I... I don't want any special treatment... and if they knew I was dating the boss... well..."

Bob smiled and said, "I understand completely. That's one of the reasons I like you so much... you don't demand special treatment." Bob pulled Jenny to him for a long kiss. It only took a few seconds for his penis to harden in her hand.

Chapter 17

Bob flew Jenny home on Sunday evening after spending the day on a rented sailboat. After such a wonderful weekend, Jenny was walking on air. While she was disappointed that Bob was going out of town again, in one way, it was good. It would give her time to think. She knew that she liked Bob more than she should after such a short time. Yet, she had a lot of things she wanted to do with her life and she wasn't sure she wanted to be in a committed relationship at this time. She thought that Bob felt the same way. She decided to put those thoughts away for the time being. Erica was due in on Wednesday and that would help to occupy her mind and get it off of her and Bob's relationship.

The airport was packed as Jenny stood at the security gate looking for Erica. She checked and doubled checked the flight and it was on time, but she hadn't seen Erica in the passengers coming from the concourse. As the crowds lessened for a moment, she saw a pretty woman with a carry-on bag looking around. She stared at her for a second. Suddenly it hit her. It was Erica. "Erica," she screamed.

Erica looked at Jenny, startled. "Jenny?" she said.

Suddenly the two lost friends ran to each other and flew together in an embrace. 

"My God, I didn't even recognize you," Jenny said pulling back from her friend. Gone were the horned rimmed glasses and the stringy brown hair. Erica was now a blonde. She wore no glasses, had a beautiful complexion and her face somehow looked different. She was wearing an expensive tailored business suit with four-inch high heels on her feet. She almost looked like one of the models at the agency. 

"I didn't recognize you either," Erica said. "You're gorgeous."

"So are you. I can't believe it."

The two women walked arm in arm out of the airport, talking a mile a minute. The conversation continued as they drove to Jenny's apartment. They talked about jobs, friends and old times. Both had so much to tell the other that they were constantly interrupting each other. 

Jenny learned that Erica was in a high-level sales management position in a technology company and was doing very well for herself. She told Jenny that she had had plastic surgery to straighten her nose and fix a hereditary double chin. The surgery had opened closed doors for her and changed her love life dramatically. 

By the time the two reached the apartment, they were tired but not talked out. Jenny gave Erica towels and told her to take her shower first. 

A short time later Erica came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and drying her hair. "Your turn," she said.

Jenny took her shower and put on a pair of silk pajamas. Then she got a bottle of wine and the two of them curled up on the bed to talk some more. Within a few minutes the time and distance between them had all but disappeared. They had talked non-stop for three hours about every subject but one... sex. 

Finally Erica brought it up, anxious to know more about Jenny's adventures. "So tell me more about this guy whose face you were sitting when I called."

"Oh Tim," Jenny giggled. The wine was having an effect. "Well, he is tall and very handsome. However, he's only 19."

"Jenny I'm surprised at you," Erica said in mock disapproval. "He's just a baby." However, her tone quickly changed to one of excitement. "So tell me, how in the world did you come about sitting on his face?" she laughed.

"It was his idea... I just went along with it. At first I was shocked but I got over that quickly," she laughed and added, "Everyone has their kinks."

"Yes, I know," Erica said. "Now what about this new guy you were telling me about, Robert? Is he good in bed."

"You were never one to beat around the bush," Jenny said but got a dreamy look on her face. "He's wonderful, in bed and out. Also very handsome and... filthy rich." 

"Handsome, rich and good in bed and you haven't married him yet?" Erica joked.

"No... we just started going out. In fact," Jenny said dropping her voice to a whisper, "we spent the weekend together in San Francisco."

"My, that sounds pretty serious."

"Not really... at least not yet. He's a little older and while that doesn't bother me but it seems to be an issue with him."

"How much older... 80?"

"No. He's forty-seven."

"That's not bad," Erica said. "I've dated older guys."

"But that's not all, there's another little issue... he owns the company I work for."

"Oh really," Erica said curiously.

"That's not why I got promoted," Jenny said, reading Erica's mind. "I didn't know him until afterward."

"I wasn't going to say anything," Erica said and laughed.

"Yeah... right," Jenny said. "Now tell me about your love life."

"Hummm," Erica said. "There's been so many." Then she giggled and poured herself another glass of wine. "Ever since I had the surgery, guys... and some women have been beating down my door."

"Women?" Jenny asked curiously. 

"You'd be surprised."

"Not really," Jenny answered.

Erica looked at her funny but then continued, "I'm not dating anyone steady. I have three or four guys that I go out with. Each one has his purpose," she laughed. There's Roger, who is very well endowed. Then Frank... he's pretty kinky. And Larry... well, Larry's a little strange but lots of fun." Erica paused as if reliving some experience. Then she turned the conversion back to Jenny. "So who else are you doing."

"Well... I probably shouldn't tell you this but since you're my best friend," Jenny said and paused. "I went out with two guys last week and we ended up having a threesome." Jenny blushed.

"Jenny Crawford, I'm surprised at you," Erica laughed. Then she said, "I have to admit, I've done that once or twice myself."

"Really... Erica Watson the wall flower, fucking two guy at once," Jenny roared. "I would have never guessed."

"Well, there's lots of things you don't know about me... even back as far as high school."

Jenny looked at Erica and narrowed her eyes. "Like what? I thought we had a pact to tell each other everything."

"Well, there were some things at the time that were better left unsaid."

"Come on Erica... like what?"

Erica looked a little uncomfortable, as if she regretted saying anything. She sighed and said, "Well, like having an affair with a teacher when we were seniors in high school."

"You had an affair with a teacher in high school," Jenny almost screamed. "You told me you were a virgin until that you met that guy... what's his name... in college."

"I was."

"Then how could you have had an affair with a guy in high school?"

"I didn't say it was a guy."

Jenny opened her mouth but nothing came out. Her lips moved but her throat was paralyzed. 

"You remember Mrs. Anderson, our biology teacher?"

Jenny swallowed and nodded her head, her eyes as big as saucers. She remembered the pretty teacher. All the guys were wild over her. 

"Well, I went to her house to get some tutoring. I learned a lot about biology but those questions were never on the test."

"Mrs. Anderson," Jenny finally gasped. "She was married with three kids as I remember it."

"Yep. The first time was at her house when her husband was out of town and her kids were upstairs asleep. It was right after my 18th birthday. She broke out a bottle of wine to celebrate and we sat in the living room. She was explaining the reproductive organs and... well, one thing led to another and before I knew it we were making love right on the sofa. I didn't really do anything to her in the beginning... she... she just ate me." It was Erica's turn to blush. "Obviously I had never had anyone put their mouth on me down there. We were sitting on the sofa talking and suddenly she was kissing me. I was so shocked that I couldn't move. I guess she thought that was an okay to go further. A second later she had her hand inside my blouse and was playing with my breasts. By the time I realized what was going on, she was on her knees with her head between my legs. God Erica, I had never cum like that before."

The story had a familiar ring to Jenny. "God Erica, I can't believe it. And, I'm hurt that you never told me."

"I tried a thousand times but it's not something that one can easily explain. I would have never though about doing anything with a woman. But, after that time, for several months I would go over to her house and we would study, then she would eat me. She never asked for me to return the favor. However, I felt guilty and eventually I... I did it to her on my own and... well the rest is history as they say. We did it at least once a week for the entire senior year." 

Jenny suddenly realized that she never really knew her best friend. She also felt stupid. Her best friend was having a torrid affair with a woman right under her nose and she knew nothing about it. Jenny's voice was short and showed a little anger as she said, "Well, I guess we had better get to bed. You have your conference and I have to get up early for work."

Erica could tell that Jenny was hurt. Now she regretted telling her. 

Jenny said good night and got under the sheets and turned over.

"Uh... Jenny, I normally sleep naked... if that bothers you I can put something on."

Jenny stayed on her side and said, "Suit yourself."

Eric stripped off her robe and crawled under the covers. She turned out the light and lay there staring at the ceiling. When she looked over at Jenny, she could tell that she wasn't asleep. Taking a big risk she rolled over on her side and snuggled up behind Jenny, throwing her arm across her.

Jenny tensed as she felt her naked friend's breast press to her back.

"I'm sorry Jenny," Erica whispered. "I wanted to tell you, I really did." Erica rubbed her hand up and down Jenny's arm.

Jenny ignored her. Then she heard a sob as Erica turned away from her. Suddenly she felt even worse. She lay quietly for a long time, listening to Erica. Finally, she turned over and saw the pretty woman lying on her back, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Erica," Jenny said and moved closer to her. She reached up and wiped tears from her cheeks. "It's me that should be sorry. Here I am a grown woman getting upset about something that happened ten years ago. You were always a good friend," Jenny said as her own tears began to fall.

Erica smiled up at Jenny through a new fountain of tears. Without a thought about the consequences, she reached up and placed her hand behind Jenny's head and gently pulled it down. 

Jenny started to resist but suddenly found her lips drawn to her friend's. A moan escaped her mouth as their tongues touched. A second later their tongues were working in each other's mouths and their breathing was rapid. Almost in reflex, Jenny's hand slipped down to caress one of Erica's breasts. When her fingers found the nipple, she pulled her mouth away in surprise. She looked down and saw something gleaming in the dark of the room. "What...?" she said as her finger circled the metal object.

"It's a nipple ring. It's a long story about a wild night in Las Vegas. I'll tell you about it tomorrow," Erica said and pulled Jenny's mouth back to hers. 

Jenny could feel her sex lips swelling and that she was getting very wet. After a few more minutes of kissing, she pulled away. She sat up and slowly unbuttoned the top of her pajamas. She heard Erica gasp when her large breasts were revealed. With a giggle she leaned over the prone woman and brought her nipple to her mouth, holding her large breast in her hand. 

Both women moaned.

Jenny let Erica suck on her breast for a while and then moved the other one to her lips. At the same time she slipped her hand under the sheet and down her stomach. She heard Erica's intake of breath and felt her tremble. A smile crossed her face as she began to move her hand lower. When she got to her pubic mount, she didn't find any hair. As she moved lower she felt another metal object. "Erica," she exclaimed as she threw the sheet from her body. She looked down and saw a matching ring piercing her lips just above her clit. She couldn't believe how wild her normally subdued friend had become. A smile came to her lips as her finger slipped across the ring and down to the outer lips.

"Oh God, Jenny," Erica gasped as she spread her thighs.

Jenny pulled her breast from Erica's mouth and bent her own head to take one of her hard nipples between her lips. At the same time she pushed her finger into the already wet hole. Erica began to lift her hips from the bed and gasp in pleasure. Then Jenny moved to the other nipple, pulling the ring into her mouth and stretching the nipple.

Erica reached up and grabbed Jenny's head and pulled her mouth tightly to her heaving breast. "Oh, oh, oh," she gasped as her friend worried the ring pierced nipple.

Then Jenny felt Erica pushing on her head. With an unseen smile, she allowed the excited woman to push her head down her stomach and to her pubic mound. However, Jenny wasn't done teasing her friend. She kissed around her stomach and then down to her thighs, using her tongue to tickle the soft flesh. She sucked and bit her soft inner thighs, avoiding her vagina. Then she began to kiss her stomach again, just below her navel. She worked her way down until her tongue found the other ring. With her teeth, she gently tugged at the ring and heard Erica gasp in pleasure.




Living Large Pt. 04



"Eat me," Erica hissed from above, both hands now searching for Jenny's head. When she found it, she pulled her mouth to her center and lifted her hips. When Jenny began to suck the lips into her mouth, Erica went over the top. "Ohhhhhhh!!!" she cried as a strong climax rushed through her. When she felt her tongue slip deep inside her convulsing hole, her orgasm intensified. She feared that she might pass out as the waves of pleasure rushed through her. She thrashed on the bed, bucking her hips and crying out in rapture.

Jenny continued to suck her friend until her trembling stopped. When she pulled her face from between her legs, Erica's juice was dripping from her cheeks, lips and chin. She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth and leaned down to kiss her. "Was I better than Mrs. Anderson?" she asked with a teasing smile.

"Much," Erica said dreamily. She pulled Jenny down and kissed her still wet lips. Then, when she had recovered her strength, she pushed Jenny until she was on her back. She leaned over her and whispered, "Now let me show you what she taught me." With that she dove for Jenny's large breasts again. She sucked and licked for a long time, as if she couldn't get enough. She was like a baby nursing on her mother's breasts. "I love your tits," she said almost to herself. 

Jenny sighed and caressed her head, gently directing her mouth from one saliva-wet mount to the other. She squeezed her legs together to try and control her throbbing sex lips. It didn't work and only intensified her excitement. 

When Erica finally came up for air, she looked at Jenny and said, "I always loved your breasts. I fantasized a thousand times about doing what I just did. If only I had told you."

"It's a good thing you didn't at the time. I don't think I could have handled it. We might not be friends today."

Erica smiled and bent her head to kiss her breasts again. Finally, she began to kiss down her stomach. When she reached her pajama bottoms, she paused and pulled them off, throwing them onto the floor carelessly. Then she looked at Jenny's swollen sex in the dim light of the room. She noticed that her inner lips looked huge. Suddenly, she reached over and turned on the bedside light. 

"What are you doing?" Jenny asked. 

"I want to see your pussy. I want to see what I'm going to eat."

Jenny's face turned red in spite of what she had just done. She closed her eyes and let her friend spread her legs. She knew that her lips were very swollen and that she was leaking a steady stream of juice. It was amazing that all of her lovers wanted to look at her sex. Until recently she had thought they were ugly. She was almost convinced now that they were beautiful. 

"Oh my," Erica gasped when she saw the fat inner lips. She had never seen any that large before... and she had eaten a few women in the last several years. Her mouth almost watered at the site. Quickly she moved between Jenny's legs and lifted her thighs. "Hold your legs up for me," she said.

Jenny still had her eyes closed as she lifted her legs to her breasts. She could feel how exposed she was and a tremor of excitement rushed through her. It seemed to make it even more exciting that it was her best friend that was looking at her. 

Erica's hands were trembling as she opened the swollen lips to reveal her pulsing hole and throbbing clit. The clit was huge. "Maybe you should get a ring," she whispered as she gently touched the smooth nub of her clit.

Jenny gasped and a little moan escaped her lips.

Slowly Erica lowered her mouth until she was but an inch from the pulsing clit. She gently blew warm air on the little pea and watched it flutter. She did it again and then again as she tried to hold Jenny's legs still. Finally she lowered her mouth and stuck out her tongue to just barely touch it.

"Erica," Jenny gasped.

She pulled back with a teasing smile. She did it several more times, barely touching the sensitive bud. Then she opened her mouth and sucked the clit and the covering hood of skin into her mouth.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Jenny screamed. Her hips lifted from the bed as she pulled her legs tightly to her chest. Suddenly, it felt like Erica's mouth had turned into a vacuum and that she was going to suck her entire sex into her mouth. 

That's just what Erica was trying to do. She sucked so hard that she pulled not only the inner lips into her mouth but some of the smooth outer lips as well. Then she let them slip out before doing it again. Over and over she sucked the sensitive lips in and out until the room was filled with a sloppy sucking sound.

When Jenny couldn't take anymore, she reached down and grabbed Erica's head. Being larger and stronger, it didn't take much effort for her to flip the woman over until Jenny was above her with her pussy pressed to her mouth. A gasp escaped her lips as she sat on her face. She heard Erica moan as she began to hump her hips into her mouth. Seconds later she began to climax. Her body froze and she pressed down hard, forcing her friend's face deep into her convulsing hole. It felt like the floodgates had opened and she heard Erica gasping to swallow all of her juice. She had never felt herself flooding like this and for a second Jenny worried that she was going to drown her friend. Then she couldn't think anymore as pleasure exploded in her head. The orgasm went on and on. When she finally came down, she lifted her pussy from her friend's face and saw the mess she had made. Her pretty face was covered with her juice from her forehead to her chin. She had a moment of regret until she saw the dreamy smile on Erica's face.

Both women seemed a little sheepish the following morning. However, by the time they had finished their morning coffee, they were chatting like old friends again. 

"So what's on the agenda for me this week?" Erica asked.

"I thought we would go to the movies, a museum and the art gallery," Jenny said jokingly.

"No offense, but we can do that the next time I come to town. I haven't been fucked in two weeks... well, unless you consider last night. Is there any chance of doing that?" 

Jenny blushed at her friend's language and tried to look shocked. But then she smiled and said, "All right, if you want to get fucked, I think I can arrange that."

"When?" Erica said excitedly.

"Is tonight to late?"

"No, that'll work find," Erica responded with a big smile.



Living Large Pt. 05



Chapter 18

When Jenny arrived at work the following morning she made a quick phone call to Sean. She found him more than eager to go out with she and Erica. He indicated that Jack would be happy to escort Erica. 

Jenny sighed and sat back in her chair. It was going to be an interesting evening.



"You had better not bend over in that skirt," Jenny said when the saw the tiny mini-skirt that Erica was wearing. 

They were going to meet Sean and Jack at eight at the club. 

"Why not? Are you afraid someone will see my panties?" Erica said. Before Jenny could respond, she added, "Well, don't worry, I'm not wearing any." She laughed loudly. For a top, she had on a blouse, covered by a denim jacket. Under her blouse, she didn't have a bra on and if she took off her jacket, the silver nipple ring could be plainly seen. Her hair was nicely styled and her makeup perfect. 

"I can't believe how much you've changed," Jenny exclaimed as she looked at her pretty friend. She was never ugly... but now she was gorgeous.

"You've changed quite a bit too."

"For the better I hope," Jenny said, twirling around and letting Erica see her outfit. 

"Very nice... and sexy," Erica smiled. 

Jenny was wearing a pleated skirt that was modestly short and a tank top with a blouse over it. She was wearing panties... although very tiny thongs. However, she too had forgone a bra since the tank top supported her and she had covered it with the blouse.

"Ready to go?" Jenny asked.

"More than ready," Erica said as Jenny led her out the door. "I'm taking you're word that Jack is a good fuck."

"It depends on what you mean by a 'good fuck'. Actually, I've never been with just him... as you know," she said with a smile.

"Oh that's right, you did them both at the same time," Erica said cryptically. 

Although she knew that Erica was joking, Jenny felt a little twinge of embarrassment.

They walked outside and hailed a cab to take them to the club. When they arrived, Sean and Jack were waiting at the door. Jenny did the introductions and they went inside. 

The club was already crowded and the band was playing. The four of them found a table in the loft and ordered drinks. It didn't take long for Sean and Jack to get the two ladies onto the dance floor. 

It was some time later when they came back to the table. 

Jenny had been watching Erica and Jack's interaction and it appeared that they were getting along very well. They were physically a good match (Jack's 5' 9" frame against Erica's 5' 1"), and they seemed to be compatible from a personality standpoint. They had danced every dance together and appeared to be whispering to each other at times.

As the evening wore on and the alcohol flowed, the atmosphere seemed to become more intimate. Jenny saw Jack's hand disappear under the table several times. He seemed to be taking even more liberties on the dance floor. Sean had also become more attentive while at the table. Jenny had to remove his hand from her breast and from between her legs on several occasions, but not because she didn't like it. On the contrary, her panties were soaked. It was just that she was a little embarrassed to be so intimate in front of Erica.

However, Erica didn't appear to have the same reservations. She was openly kissing Jack and allowing his hands to take all the liberties that he desired.

It wasn't long before Jack suggested that they go back to their place. 

Jenny agreed but she was a little concerned about what the guys had planned. She knew that they had separate bedrooms so they could pair off in private if it went that far. However, after her weekend with Bob, she had a bit of reluctance at being with another man. She was certain that Bob wasn't idle and he seemed to be okay with her dating others. Still, she had always been a one-man woman and in her few relationships, she had been exclusive with the one she was dating. While she knew that many women, and men, juggled multiple relationships, it was new to her and created no small amount of emotional turmoil.  

Before they left the club, Jenny and Erica went to the ladies room to fix their makeup.

"So you and Jack seem to be getting along well," Jenny stated as stood next to Erica as they stood in front of the mirror.

Erica smiled and her eyes filled with lust. "He's a winner. Just what the doctor ordered, I think." 

"Should I invite Sean back to my place so the two of you can have their apartment?"

"Not necessary. Jack told me that they have separate bedrooms, so it shouldn't be a problem.  Besides, I would rather we stay together if it's okay with you?"

"That's fine," Jenny said. 

When the two ladies returned to the table, the four of them left the club. A few minutes later they were sitting in Sean and Jack's apartment. Jenny was on a loveseat and Erica was on the sofa. The guys were fixing drinks. 

"So what do we do now, play spin the bottle?" Sean asked with a laugh as he and Jack returned with drinks in their hands and sat beside the ladies.

"I don't think you guys need that to get us to kiss you," Erica said and leaned toward Jack. A second later their lips were locked together in a passionate kiss.

Sean pulled Jenny into his arms and kissed her. 

Jenny moaned and squeezed her legs together. She could feel that her sex lips were already swollen. When Sean's hand slipped inside her blouse to cup her covered breast, she opened her eyes to glance at Jack and Erica. They weren't paying attention to them. Jack had Erica pressed to the back of the love seat and his hand was under her skirt. 

Jenny gasped as she saw her friend spread her legs, allowing Jack's hand free access to her pussy. At the same time, Sean slipped his hand between her legs. 

Soon the room was ripe with passion and the moans of all four of them. 

When Jenny felt Sean reach under her skirt to pull her panties down, she automatically lifted up. Again, she looked over and saw that Jack and Erica were not paying attention. Jack now had Erica's blouse open and was sucking on her breast.  Jenny's eyes hooded over in passion as she secretly watched the lovers across from her. She spread her legs, allowing Sean's finger to slip into her very wet hole. Her eyes had to close as pleasure coursed through her.

Erica reached for the bulge in Jack's pants and wrapped her hand around it. "Mmmm," she moaned when she felt his thick penis under his slacks. With experienced fingers she reached down and quickly opened the zipper. Then, as she continued to kiss him, she reached inside and pulled his hard shaft out. She pried her lips from his and gasped as she saw the fat penis in her fist. Slowly she lowered her head, holding his penis up as her mouth opened.

"Ohhhh!" Jack gasped.

The moan from across the room made Jenny open her eyes again. When she did, she joined Jack's gasp. She saw Erica's lips stretched wide and to take half his penis into her mouth. Although she felt guilty, she watched as her friend moved her head down until his entire shaft had disappeared down her throat. At that moment, she realized that her friend had another surprise for her... she could deep throat.  Jenny watched in fascination as Erica moved up, freeing the now saliva wet penis. When she got to the head, she held the shaft tight and sucked. Then she took him deep again. She kept this up for some time before beginning to bob her head up and down more rapidly. Jenny felt like she could climax just from watching the two lovers on the sofa across from her. She had never seen anything so exciting. However, she had never actually witnessed sex before. 

Jenny barely noticed that Sean had pulled her top up. However, she gasped when he started to suck her nipple. She still continued to stare over his head at her friend and Jack. While it felt wrong to be watching, she found that she couldn't pull her eyes away. Her excitement was growing rapidly and when Sean began to kiss down her stomach, she didn't stop him. A second later, he had gotten to his knees and was pushing her skirt up. He began to kiss her thighs, pushing them further apart as he went. A moan escaped her lips when he lifted her thighs to his shoulders. "Oh Jesus," she cried when his mouth covered her swollen sex.

The gasp made Erica look up from her sucking. She smiled as she caught Jenny's eyes. Then she stood up and pushed Jack back on the loveseat. With a glance over her shoulder at Jenny, she pulled her tiny skirt up and straddled Jack. Then she reached behind her and found his wet and throbbing tool. Her eyes held Jenny's stare as she centered the swollen head between her lips. "Ahhhh!!!" she gasped as the head pierced her vagina. 

Jenny almost climaxed at the combination of the site of her friend taking Jack's penis into her and Sean's tongue on her clit. She grabbed his head and pulled it to her, fighting to keep her eyes open. She watched as Erica began to bounce up and down, her head thrown back in pleasure. Jenny couldn't believe that she was actually watching someone having sex. In spite the feeling that she was intruding on a very intimate act, it was fascinating. It was a bit embarrassing to be watching but then she figured that if Erica wanted to put on a show, she would enjoy it.

After a few minutes, Erica turned around with her back to Jack. Slowly she raised her skirt, exposing her swollen sex and the silver ring above her clit. She closed her eyes as she slipped his penis into her. When she had him all the way inside her, she lifted her legs until her feet were resting on his knees. Her diminutive size made it easy for her to sit on Jack's lap. His fat penis kept her from falling to the side like an anchor. She began to lift herself with her legs, slowly letting the shaft slip out. She plunged back down and moaned. Then she did it again and again until she was bouncing up and down freely. 

Jenny saw Erica looking at her and a wave of voyeuristic excitement rushed through her. She pulled Sean's mouth from her sex and whispered loud enough for Erica to hear "Fuck me." 

Sean rushed to comply. He quickly stripped off his shirt and pants and knelt in front of her. A smile crossed his lips as he glanced back over his shoulder at Jack and Erica. Then he turned back and reached for his throbbing penis. He lifted Jenny's legs to his shoulder and moved forward until the tip of his penis was at her waiting hole.

"Ahhhheeee!!!" Jenny screamed as Sean's penis slipped deep into her.

When she heard Jenny's scream, Erica stopped her movement for a second. She could plainly see Sean's strong and bare ass moving up and down. A moan of excitement escaped her lips and she began to move faster on her lover.  

Now the room was filled with the cries of pleasure and the grunts of the two couples. Wet slapping sounds echoed from the walls of the apartment.  

It seemed that the two women were in a race to see who would climax first. Erica won. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she gasped as her body convulsed in orgasm. 

Jack wasn't far behind and screamed that he was cumming. 

Jenny's eyes could barely focus as her own climax consumed her. She felt Sean's penis expand in her hole and began to fill her with his cream.

As if planned, both women were receiving the ejaculations of their lovers at the same moment. 



It was almost one A.M. when Jenny and Erica called a cab to take them home. Both Jack and Sean wanted them to stay the night. However, Jenny turned them down. It somehow seemed too intimate to sleep with their casual sex partners. She felt that that was something she could reserve for Bob. Fortunately Erica didn't want to stay the night either. The consolation to the guys for the ladies not sleeping over was that they let them fuck them again. This time they lay on the floor, Erica and Jenny side by side with their hips touching, while the two men fucked them. The second round lasted quite a bit longer than the first. Sometimes during the coupling, Erica and Jenny began kissing each other. That brought on the guy's climax soon afterward. 

As the two satisfied women rode home in the taxi, they leaned against each other in exhaustion.

"Well, was it a good fuck?" Jenny whispered with a smile.

"Yes, I'm going to be satisfied for a week..." Erica answered and stopped. "Well, for a day or two anyway."

Jenny laughed and hugged her friend. "They're good guys... not too bright but good in the sack. I kind of feel bad about having sex and then just leaving," she said and looked at Erica.

"Me too," Erica responded factiously.

They burst out laughing.

"It's great to be a liberated lady, isn't it?" Jenny added rhetorically through fits of laughter.   

They paid the cab and walked up the three flights of steps to Jenny's place.

"I wish I'd worn panties," Erica said as they reached Jenny's floor.

"Why?" Jenny said but then realized that Erica was talking about the fact Jack's sperm was leaking out of her. The guys had cum inside them twice each and the quantity of sperm seemed to indicate that they had been building up their load for a week. "You can get in the shower first," Jenny answered as she opened the door to her apartment.

"I was thinking of a better way to clean up," Erica said and grabbed Jenny's hand.

Jenny resisted for a second, wondering what Erica had in mind. Suddenly it dawned on her. With a smile she followed her friend into the bedroom.

They didn't get to sleep until well after three in the morning.

Chapter 19

Jenny was very tired when she arrived at work the following morning. She sat at her desk with her second cup of coffee, gazing out the window pensively. She had barely had three hours of sleep. Additionally, she had conflicting emotions. It still nagged her that she was somehow being unfaithful to Bob. No matter how many times she told herself that he seemed to be okay with it, she still felt guilty. However, on the other hand, she felt very satisfied sexually. The liaison with the boys and then Erica seemed to satisfy her almost constantly raging hormones... at least for a little while. 

The ringing of her phone startled Jenny out of her daydream. She saw from the display that it was Tom. It took her a minute to decide to answer it because she wasn't sure that the call was going to be about business. She wasn't in the mood for what she figured he had in mind.

"Hi Tom," she said.

"Uh... Jenny, can you come to my office for a moment... uh I have something I need you to do."

Jenny sighed, almost telling him no. But he was her boss. "All right, I'll be over in a minute," she said.

When Jenny entered his office, Tom was on the telephone. She walked over and stood on his side of the desk. Then, without a word, she squatted and reached for his pants.

Tom's eyes opened wide in shock. He stuttered for a moment to whomever he was talking too but quickly regained his composure. A smile came to his lips as Jenny pulled his zipper down.

Jenny reached into Tom's pants and found his still soft penis. As she wrapped her hand around it and pulled it out, it began to grow. A second later it was standing tall. In spite of last night, Jenny felt a chill of excitement rush through her as she began to pump her fist up and down. She watched as the head pulsed and began to leak his juice. 

Tom began to squirm in his seat as Jenny's fist moved up and down his shaft. It was obvious that he was having a difficult time continuing his conversation.

Jenny smiled at his discomfort and moved her fist faster. From Tom's movements, she knew that if she continued this that he would climax. A giggle escaped her lips at the thought. But then she realized that he would mess up his slacks if she masturbated him. Quickly she stood up and stripped off her thong panties. Squatting again, she draped the wet crotch over the head of Tom's penis and began to stroke him again.

Tom's eyes opened wide and he suppressed a moan when the wet and soft gusset of her panties covered his swollen penis head. His hips began to move up and down in time with Jenny's hand. He put his hand over the telephone, leaned his head back and moaned.

Suddenly Jenny saw the gusset of her panties growing dark and she could feel his sperm shooting up the shaft. She suppressed a giggle as she stroked him rapidly, pumping his juice into her panties. A few seconds later, his penis began to wilt in her hand. Jenny squeezed his penis, milking out the last drops into her panties. Then she stood up and tossed the panties onto her boss's desk. With a smile, she walked out of his office.



When Jenny got back to her office, there was a message from Erica saying that Jack had called and wanted to go out tonight. She wanted to know if it was okay with her. She smiled and thought that those two had a little more in common than she thought. However, maybe it was just the sex.

A second later her phone rang.

"Jenny Crawford," she said.

"Jenny, its Bob."

Her face lit up. "Hi Bob," she answered with a bright smile. "Are you back in town?"

"No. I just wanted to call and say hi."

"That's sweet. Thank you."

"I've missed you," he said with sincerity in his voice.

"I've missed you too," Jenny answered.

"Listen, I'll be coming back late Friday night. I was wondering if you might like to go to the beach with me for a couple of days?"

"The beach. There are no beaches around here," Jenny laughed.

"I have a little place in the Florida Keys. We can be down there in a couple of hours."

"Well... I... uh," Jenny stuttered. She remembered that Tim was supposed to come over Saturday night. She knew that he would be very disappointed if she cancelled. Yet, she wasn't going to give up a weekend with Bob for Tim.

"That's okay, I know it's short notice," Bob said. "You probably have a hot date Saturday night."

"No... well, yes I do have a date, but I can cancel that."

"No, I won't hear of that. We can do it another time."

"Listen, I can move it to Friday night," she said. She was supposed to go out with Michael on Friday night. But it was just to talk about her business ideas again and since Erica was leaving Friday afternoon it might work out.

"Are you sure?" Bob said hopefully.

"I'm sure."

"Great! Pack an overnight bag and a bathing suit."

"Okay."

"I'll pick you up at 7 am Saturday morning. Now don't wear yourself out on Friday night," he said with a laugh.

Jenny felt her face flush at his words. "I won't," she answered.

"See you then," Bob said.

"See you."

When Jenny hung up, she almost screamed in excitement. She couldn't believe that he had called her from China. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she picked up the phone again to call Michael. When she told her that she was going to cancel because of moving Tim to Friday night, she sounded disappointed. 

"So you're dumping me for Tim," Michael said with a pout in her voice.

"Don't put it that way. We were just going to talk business... weren't we?"

"Well... I was hoping you could come back to my place."

Jenny sighed, not knowing what to do. She guessed that she would have to keep her date with Michael and disappoint Tim.

"Wait a minute," Michael said. "Why don't you both come over to my place Friday night?"

"Both of us?" Jenny asked.

Michael lowered her voice and said, "Yes... I'd like to meet Tim. Unless, you're not willing to share."

Suddenly Jenny's mood brightened. It was perfect. "Well, I'll have to ask Tim."

"Don't ask him. Tell him. From what you've told me, it would seem that he likes women to take charge."

"What have you got in mind," Jenny laughed.

"Nothing that you wouldn't do," she returned with excitement in her voice.

"All right, I'll let you know. Oh, and by the way, do you have any bathing suits my size? I don't have anything that is nice enough for the weekend."

"I'm sure that we can find something. Why don't you stop by tonight."




Living Large Pt. 05



"That's perfect," Jenny said. She said goodbye and hung up.



Michael greeted Jenny at the door of her shop and led her to the dressing area. 

"I have picked out a few bathing suits that I think will fit you," she said, picking up several and leading Jenny into a dressing room. "Did you call Tim?"

"Yep," she said with a smile.

"And?"

"I just told him that we were changing our plans. He sounded disappointed until I told him that we were going over to your place. I told him he didn't have a choice. Amazingly he said okay."

"That's my girl," Michael said proudly. "Does he know me?"

Jenny smiled. "He knows of you. I told him that you were very interested to meet him. He seemed excited." Jenny winked at Michael.

Michael smiled back. "We'll see how excited he is after tomorrow night." She laughed. "All right, let's try on a couple of these suits," she said, reaching up to unbutton Jenny's blouse.

Jenny showed no reluctance this time to let Michael take her clothes off. She took off her skirt as Michael stripped off her blouse and bra. A second later she was standing naked in front of the older woman. A chill of excitement rushed through her as she saw Michael's lustful look.

"Where's you panties young lady?"

Jenny blushed and said, "I donated them to a good cause."

"Aren't you the generous one," Michael said, holding out a bathing suit for Jenny to step into. It was full cut, forest green suit that was very low in the front and hugged her waist. However, instead of a regular bottom, it had only a thin strap that ran between the cheeks of her buttocks.

"Michael, I can't wear this in public," Jenny said when she pulled the suit up. Her breasts were practically falling out and her ass cheeks were totally exposed. The crotch piece was so tiny that it practically covered nothing and the thin strip of material almost disappeared into the grove of her vagina.

"Oh yes you can. When Bob sees this he will definitely rape you," Michael said as she turned Jenny until she could see her bare ass in the mirror. 

"I'm not worried about Bob. I'd be arrested on a public beach."

"That's where this comes in," Michael said and held up a piece of material that looked like a scarf and matched the suit. She then wrapped it around Jenny and tied it at her waist, effectively covering her lower half. It left the side of one leg bare and came down to the middle of her thighs. 

"Hmmmm," Jenny said, looking in the mirror. "Well, that should keep me from being arrested, unless I take it off."

"Take it off at a strategic time and I can guarantee fireworks will start," Michael said with a smile as she reached under the scarf and touched Jenny's crotch.

"Michael," Jenny gasped.

"I didn't say that it would turn on men only," she said as her fingers began to run up and down the grove created by the tight swimsuit. Then she leaned forward and kissed her, forcing her tongue into Jenny's surprised mouth.

Suddenly Jenny felt the woman's fingers worming under the suit. Jenny pulled away and said, "Michael, not here." Her breathing was suddenly very heavy.

"Why not," the older woman said and quickly slid to her knees. "I don't have to worry that the boss with catch us."

Jenny thought that she was sexually satisfied for at least a couple of days. However, she could feel her sex lips swelling. 

"Mmmmm," Michael whispered, as she pulled the slip of material aside to expose Jenny's now swollen lips. A second later, her head moved forward and her lips touched Jenny's vagina.

"Michael," Jenny gasped and grabbed the older woman's head for support. She didn't try to push her away. Instead, she leaned back against the mirror and spread her legs. 

Suddenly the two were oblivious to the hustle of people outside the dressing room curtain. If anyone mistakenly opened the wrong curtain, they would have gotten quite a surprise. 

Michael moaned as Jenny's juice ran into her mouth like a faucet. She sucked and drank the juice as quickly as it came out. She reached behind Jenny and cupped her bare ass, pulling her pussy tightly to her mouth. 

Jenny's legs were trembling with pleasure and she thought that they might give out. Then, when the older woman latched onto her clit, she almost slid to the floor. "Oh God," she gasped as quietly as she could. A second later a strong orgasm washed through her. Her legs felt like rubber and almost sat on the woman's upturned face. Her hips bucked back and forth as waves of pleasure ripped through her. The climax was particularly intense. It could have been because of where they were. However, whatever the reason, Jenny had to fight to remain conscious. 

When Michael finally pulled her face away, it was a mess. Her makeup was smeared and Jenny's juice was glistening on her cheeks, lips and chin. 

"Wow," Jenny gasped as she backed away and sat on a small bench.

"I love that you are so easy to please," Michael said with a big smile. "Come on, let's try on a couple more suits. We'll get one that is more conservative in case you meet any of Bob's friends."

Jenny gathered her strength to stand up. She reached out and pulled Michael to her and kissed her. "Thanks. You're such a good friend." 

"And you're very tasty," she said, smacking her lips. "But let's try on these suits before I have to do you again."

"Gee, I don't think my poor little pussy can stand another climax... at least not today."

Chapter 20

Jenny took Friday off to be with Erica. As they sat eating breakfast in a restaurant, she got the details of Erica's date with Jack. The evening was similar to the night before, they went dancing and then back to his place, but with only her and Jack this time. She seemed to have had a good time with Jack and she said that he was going to come and visit her next month. 

"So, maybe something is developing between the two of you," Jenny kidded.

"Maybe," Erica answered in a non-committal tone. 

However, Jenny was sure that there was more to it then Erica was letting on. She could tell by the by the look on her face when she mentioned Jack's name. She had seen that same look on her own face when she thought of Bob. 

After breakfast, they went shopping and, to Erica's surprise, actually went on a sightseeing tour. Then Jenny dropped Erica off at the airport and kissed her goodbye. They promised to keep in touch.



Tim was very curious about the evening ahead as he drove to Michael's place on Friday night. However, Jenny refused to reveal anything and told him he would have to wait and see. He had no idea what to expect or what to wear.  He had dressed in a pair of Dockers pants and a Polo shirt. He looked handsome with his broad shoulders, sandy blond hair and blue eyes.

He parked in front of Michael's mansion, walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. He turned and looked out across the rolling hills at the thoroughbred horses galloping through the pasture. He figured that Michael must raise horses. In truth, he didn't care for horses because they scared him. However, he loved the outfits that women riders wore.

Just then, Michael opened the door.

Tim gasped. In front of him stood Michael and Jenny. They were both dressed in a pair of skintight cream colored riding pants with high black leather boots coming almost to their knees. On top they had on white blouses covered by a riding jackets. Both of them had on riding gloves. 

Michael smiled at the shocked boy. "I'm Michael," she said and stretched out her hand.

"Uh... pleased to... to meet you," Tim stuttered as he took her leather-covered hand. He was almost trembling. How could she have known that her outfit was an incredible fetish of his? he wondered. He had hundreds of photos and videos of women dressed in riding clothes... many of them carrying riding crops.  He almost gasped when he noticed that Michael was in fact carrying a riding crop. He felt his penis start to harden. 



"Jenny has told me lots about you," she sexy woman said with obvious meaning as she led the stunned boy into the house. Michael could feel his eyes on her ass and exaggerated the sway of her hips. 

Jenny didn't say anything, but she had a big smile on her face. As she walked, she swayed her hips as well. 

Tim didn't know which way to look. He stared at Michael's ass then switched to Jenny's. While Michael's ass was nice, Jenny's was bigger and more to his liking. He could feel his face turning red as his penis began to form a bulge in his pants.

Michael led them into a large wood paneled study. The walls were filled with books and there was a large fireplace taking up one wall. Around the room were leather chairs and several leather covered sofas. The room had an earthy smell of pipes and leather. It was obviously a man's room. 



"Sit down Tim. What would you like to drink?" Michael said. But then she said, "Oh, I forgot, you aren't old enough to drink. Well, how about a soda."

"Uh... that would be fine," Tim said, his throat suddenly very dry. He welcomed the chance to sit down and hide his obvious erection.

Jenny sat on the sofa across from Tim. She had a strange smile on her face as she stared at the handsome boy. 

Michael brought him a soda and a mixed drink for her and Jenny. She sat down on the sofa next to Jenny. 

The room suddenly got very quiet.

Feeling uncomfortably, Tim sat nervously, gulping his soda.

"So," Michael said, her voice breaking the quiet of the room, "Jenny tells me that you have quite a fetish."

Tim swallowed hard and looked from Michael to Jenny. His eyes grew wide in shock. He couldn't believe that Jenny had told Michael.

"What's the matter, the 'cat got your tongue'?" Michael said when Tim didn't answer. "Jenny also tells me that you have a very nice body. Why don't you show me?"

"Huh?" Tim gasped.

"Take your cloths off!" she stated emphatically, looking at him with steely eyes.

Tim looked at Jenny for relief but she had the same look on her face. She nodded her head.

"Well, are you going to take your clothes off or do you want to leave?" Michael said when he didn't move.

Jenny looked at Michael, her eyes opening wide. Then she looked at Tim apprehensively. She knew that this was a critical point. The poor boy looked so scared that she thought he might bolt from the room any second.

Slowly Tim stood up. His hands were trembling as he set his soda on the end table. Again he looked from Michael to Jenny, this time almost pleadingly... like he was bound by some unseen force and couldn't just walk out of the room. 

Jenny and Michael looked back without smiling.

The women watched with some relief as the boy begin to pull his shirt of her his head. 

When it was off Michael said, "My but you do have a great chest."

Tim hesitated again as he reached for his belt buckle. He looked at Jenny. He could see excitement in her eyes and knew that he would get no respite. Slowly he unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zipper of his slacks. Then he closed his eyes as he let his pants fall to his feet. He had on a pair of white boxer briefs and there was a large tent in the front. 

"Hurry up," Michael said firmly, but her voice now betrayed her excitement.

Tim bent over and took off his shoes and socks and then pulled his pants off. He stood back up, his face a mixture of excitement and fear. Slowly, he hooked his thumbs into the elastic of his briefs. 

The two women looked on with satisfied smiles. They had won the battle of wills.  

Tim closed his eyes in embarrassment and pulled his underwear down, leaning over to cover his erection. However, he knew that the protection wouldn't last long.

When he stood back up, the two women had to suppress a gasp. Tim's long penis was bobbing in the air and dripping a steady stream of juice. The veins in the side bulged and pulsed, making it appear as if the angry shaft could explode any second.

Michael gathered her composure, stood up with her riding crop in her hand. She strode over to the young man until she was close to him. "Hmmm," very nice she said as she began to walk around him. She used the riding crop to run across his back and down to his buttocks. She saw him tremble and smiled over his shoulder at Jenny. Then she walked around in front of him, placing the crop under his exposed testicles and lifted them.

Tim gasped but kept his eyes closed.

"Nice large balls... and long cock. Jenny didn't tell me how well endowed you are," she said, running the crop up his shaft and around the dripping head. Michael looked at Jenny and motioned her over.

Jenny got up, her legs feeling like rubber as she moved over to stand next to Tim.

Michael leaned close to Tim and whispered, "We're going to make your deepest fantasy come true." With that she reached down and wrapped her gloved hand around his penis. It throbbed and threatened to spit the contents of his balls onto the floor. Michael laughed and pulled her hand away. "Get down on the floor, on your back."

Tim opened his eyes. They were glazed and swimming with excitement. He quickly hurried to get on the floor. Suddenly, he was looking up at the two dominating women as they stood over him. His mind was having difficulty processing what his eyes were seeing. He watched as first Michael and then Jenny took off their jackets. They were naked underneath their white blouses. His eyes went from Jenny's large breasts to Michael's smaller ones. The nipples of both women were poking through the thin material and the brown areolas were plainly visible. 

Michael lifted her booted foot and stepped over Tim, straddling his face. "My butt isn't as large as Jenny's but it will have to do for now," she said as she began to squat.

Tim's eyes were as round as saucers as Michael's ass neared his face. 

"Mmmmm," Michael said as she sat slowly onto the boy's face. "This is nice," she added as she forced most of her weight onto his willing face.

Jenny had to giggle when she saw Tim's penis throb and squirt a stream of clear juice from the head.

Michael felt her vagina flutter as she pressed her ass onto his face. The thick material of her pants kept her from feeling too much. However, just the excitement of sitting on his face was enough to make her pussy throb. 

Tim reached up and cupped Michael's covered butt.

"Put your hands down," Michael ordered, not sure if he was trying to lift her up. Then she stretched her legs out in front of her, looking down to see that the top of his forehead was getting red. She lifted up and let him catch his breath but moved back down quickly. "You were right Jenny, his face does make a good seat," Michael laughed.

The older woman squirmed on the boy's face for quite some time before she relinquished her spot for Jenny. 

Jenny quickly took her place, moving to straddle him. She looked down and saw that Tim's eyes were open and his face was a mask of lust.  She could feel the cotton material stretching tight across her ass as she squatted. She heard a muffled gasp from Tim as her superior weight pushed his head to the floor. A giggle came from her lips as she stretched her legs out, forcing all of her weight onto the poor boy's face. She looked up at Michael with a smile of satisfaction. 

"So how has work been," Michael asked as she retrieved her and Jenny's drinks.

"Wonderful. It's been hard work but the new job is coming along."

Tim could barely hear their conversation. He didn't care what they were saying anyway. He was in heaven. 

The two women chatted idly for a long time before Michael helped Jenny from Tim's face. She kissed her passionately. "I need his mouth on my bare pussy now," she hissed into Jenny's ear.

"Yes," Jenny agreed.

Michael looked down at the dazed boy. Then she led Jenny back to the sofa where they sat side by side. "Tim, come over here and take our boots off."

Tim started to get to his feet.

"Crawl," Michael ordered.

Jenny gasped but watched as Tim obeyed, crawling over to kneel at their feet.

"Take our boots off."

Tim looked up and gasped as he saw their almost bare breasts under the thin blouses again. Then he reached up and unzipped Michael's boot and then struggled to get the tight fitting leather off her foot. When he had finally gotten that one off, he did the other. Then he moved to Jenny and did the same. It took him quite some time to get all four boots off.

"Now, our ridding pants. They're uncomfortable because you've made our crotches all wet."

Tim pulled Michael's pants down. In the process, he spread her legs and saw that she was smoothly shaved and that her vagina was very wet. His penis throbbed and he had to look away in fear that he might climax. Then he did the same for Jenny, trying to avoid looking at her pussy. 

"Jenny, please get you and I another drink," Michael said. As Jenny got up, Michael spread her legs wider and reached for the young man's head. "Lick my thighs first," she hissed excitedly, directing his lips to her warm and humid inner thighs. She knew that Tim could smell her excitement, because she could smell it herself. It was stronger than normal because of being trapped in her tight pants for so long. 

When Jenny came back with the drinks, she stood for a second, watching Michael direct Tim's mouth from one thigh to the other until they were both wet with his saliva. Then the older woman looked up dreamily at Jenny and slipped lower on the sofa. "Ohhhh!!!" she gasped as she pulled Tim's mouth to her pussy.

Jenny almost dropped the drinks when she saw Michael wrap her legs around Tim's neck and begin bumping her hips into his mouth. She took a quick gulp of her drink as she watched. Her own juice beginning to stream down her legs.      

"Oh Jesus," Michael screamed. She lifted her hips high, pulling Tim's hair as a strong climax shook her. 

Jenny thought that the older woman was going to pull the boy's hair out and wrench his neck because of her frantic movements. However, the harsh treatment didn't appear to bother Tim. His face remained buried between her legs and little moans were coming from his throat.

After what seemed like a long time, Michael finally let go of Tim's hair and pushed his face from between her legs.

He sat back, still appearing to be dazed.

Jenny gave Michael her drink and sat down. "Now, it's my turn.  Eat me Tim," Jenny said as calmly as possible. However, her voice was trembling. 

Tim obeyed, moving quickly between Jenny's legs. Without being told, he began to kiss her thighs like he had done to Michael.

Jenny spread her legs wide. When she looked down, she couldn't believe how swollen her pussy lips were. She had never seen them quite that large. 

As Jenny watched Tim kiss her thighs, Michael leaned over and kissed her. She moaned and sucked her tongue. Then she felt Michael opening her blouse. When all the buttons were undone, Michael broke the kiss and worked her way down her neck and across her bare breast until she could suck a nipple into her mouth. At the same time, Tim's mouth found her sex lips. "Ahhhhhheeee!!!" she screamed at the combined excitement of having her breast sucked and her pussy eaten. 

Soon, Jenny was bucking her hips as she held Michael's mouth to her heaving chest. It only took a minute for her to feel the rush of an orgasm. Her head began to spin and her hips twitched upward at the sucking mouth. "Michaellllll," she gasped as her climax began. It was incredible. Her body thrashed and then froze as wave after wave of pleasure rocketed through her. "Ohhhhhhhh Goddddddd!!!" she screamed. It felt like every nerve in her body was on fire; from the top of her head to the tips of her toes... she had become a mass of quivering flesh.

When her trembling eased, Michael whispered, "My but that seemed to be a good one."

Jenny opened her eyes and saw Michael leaning close to her with a smile on her face. Jenny could only nod her head.




Living Large Pt. 05



Tim was sitting back on his feet, looking from one woman to the other. He had a strangely satisfied look on his face, almost as if it had been him that had climaxed. His face was soaked and his hair was a mess. The juice from the two women was glistening on his face and chest. 

"Oh the floor again, at our feet," Michael ordered. She handed Jenny a drink and put her arm around her shoulder. Then she lifted her drink up and tapped Jenny's glass. At the same time she placed her bare feet on Tim's chest. 

Jenny did the same to his stomach.

They began to talk quietly as the young man lay below them. His penis was still as hard as it had been when they first started. His shaft and pubic hair were covered with his own pre-cum as it continued to bubble out of the almost grotesquely swollen head.

Some time later Michael said, "Well, do you want his cock or face."

Jenny looked down at Tim's hard penis and said, "I don't think he will last very long, so why don't you take his cock."

Michael face broke into a broad smile. "Are you sure?" she said. 

"Yes, I've had it before. However, my pussy is too sore for his mouth, but I think my asshole could use as little TLC."

Michael roared with laughter. "Excellent," she said.  Then she pulled two pillows from the sofa and pushed one under his hips and one under his head. 

A second later, the two women were straddling Tim again, this time naked. They faced each other with Jenny standing over his face and Michael over his throbbing erection. First they kissed long and passionately. Then they squatted. Jenny spread her cheeks and centered her little star on Tim's mouth. Michael reached down and held Tim's penis to her dripping hole. At the same moment they sat down.

"Ohhhhh!!!" they both said as the young man's tongue went into Jenny's ass and his cock into Michael. They settled down, taking the boy's tongue and penis deep into their bodies.

Tim couldn't move. His face was pressed to the pillow on the floor by Jenny's fleshy cheeks and Michael's weight held his hip's prisoner. Never in his life had he experienced anything like this... anything so exciting. It was better than any fantasy he had ever had. 

The two women sat quietly, leaning forward and kissing as their hands played with each other's breasts. After a while Jenny began to move her hips up and down slowly, forcing Tim's tongue in and out of her pulsing asshole. 

Michael held her position, gasping for breath as she watched Jenny begin to move. Then she began to move up and down herself, very slowly at first. She knew that Tim wouldn't last long. Soon the tempo changed and she began to move faster, until she was bouncing on his penis.

As Jenny watched, Michael's eyes closed. She heard Tim moan below her and saw him lift his hips. She knew that he was climaxing.

Michael felt it and went over the top again. She began to move even faster on his spitting penis, forcing everything he had inside his swollen balls into her convulsing hole.

Jenny felt a sweet little orgasm rush through her, starting in her ass and moving through her swollen vagina. It was far less intense then the first one but it was satisfying non-the-less. As her asshole throbbed, a strange though came to her. She imagined that it was Bob's large penis inside her ass instead of Tim's tongue. Suddenly her dwindling climax started again. She couldn't believe it... she had never climaxed a second time so quickly. Her pussy throbbed and began to spill its juice all over Tim's chin. She fell toward Michael, who was still in the throes of her climax.  



It was almost an hour later when Jenny finally got dressed. She had her arm around Michael as the older woman walked her out of the room. 

"Don't worry, I'll see that he gets home safely," Michael said. Then she added with a giggle, "If he survives the night." 

Jenny laughed as she looked back at Tim, still lying naked on the floor. Most of his body was covered with their combined pussy juice. She laughed and responded, "Yes, if he survives." 

Michael kissed Jenny tenderly at the door and whispered, "Thanks for sharing."

"My pleasure," Jenny said as she stepped out into the cool summer evening. The stars were twinkling brightly and there was a full moon. She looked up into the sky and saw a jet high in the sky and wondered if that could be Bob. She knew that it wasn't but a smile came to her face at the though of the handsome man.

Chapter 21

Bob arrived at Jenny's place on time the following morning. He greeted her with a big smile and a long kiss. "I've been thinking of that kiss all week," he said when he pulled away, almost breathless.

Jenny had practically swooned. "Me too," she whispered.

"Let's get going. We can be on the beach by noon."

Several hours later, after two hours in the jet and a short car ride, they pulled up in front of a gray, multi-storied, wood shingled beach house. It was raised from the ground by large wooden polls to keep the lower rooms from flooding during tropical storms. The front of the house faced the main road but the back overlooked a beach and the Gulf of Mexico. 

Bob led Jenny into the house, carrying her bag. 

"God," Jenny gasped when she saw that the back of the house had large windows that overlooked the Gulf. The main room had tall cathedral ceilings with floor to ceiling windows. There was a two-storied deck with a large hot tub along and numerous lounge chairs and umbrellas. 

"Let's have a look," Bob said sitting the bag down and leading Jenny out to the deck.

It was a beautiful sunny day and there was a light breeze coming off the Gulf. The house was fifty yards from the beach, with sand dunes and marsh-grass in between. Beyond that and for as far as the eye could see there was crystal clear water of the Gulf of Mexico. There were a few puffy white clouds drifting slowly across the otherwise clear sky. The world suddenly seemed to be moving like the clouds.

"It's incredibly beautiful," Jenny whispered as she leaned against Bob.

"Yes you are," Bob answered with a smile.

Jenny looked up at his smiling face. A second later his lips were on hers. Her head began to spin from the combination of the kiss, the gently sea breeze and the heady smell of fresh salt water. She trembled in his arms.

Bob pulled his lips from hers and said, "Why don't we get our swim suits on and go down to the beach."

"Wonderful," Jenny said as she stared into his pretty eyes.

Bob led Jenny upstairs to the master bedroom and showed her the bathroom. He changed in the bedroom and waited for Jenny to come out. 

A few minutes later Jenny came out wearing the green bathing suit. She had tired the scarf around her waist, covering her near nakedness. 

Bob whistled as he looked at Jenny in her low cut suit. "God, if the bottom of that suit shows as much as the top, I might rape you." 

"Promises, promises," Jenny answered with a smile.

"There is a beach blanket downstairs and I think my house keeper has left a picnic lunch in the kitchen."

They gathered a blanket from the laundry room, a large picnic basket from the kitchen and walked out onto the deck and then down the long steps to the sandy beach. 

Jenny wrapped her arm around Bob's waist as they navigated the sand dunes and marsh grass. They found a flat spot between two dunes, about twenty-five yards from the beach and laid their blanket down. 

Bob put the basket in the center of the blanket and opened it to retrieve a bottle of wine. 

Jenny stood between him and the beach, looking out at the crystal clear water and the gentle waves lapping at the shore. She looked up and down the beach and saw a few people walking and a few lying out to enjoy the sun. Otherwise, there weren't that many people around. "Where is everybody?" Jenny asked.

"Well, there aren't that many houses in this area and most of the land belongs to a few people."

Jenny could see several houses large houses in both directions. She couldn't imagine how much a house and land cost in this stretch of the Keys... probably more than she would make in a lifetime. When she turned around she saw that Bob staring at her.

"Sorry," he said and looked embarrassed.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because I've been staring at you all day."

Jenny smiled. "No woman in her right mind would mind that." She felt a flutter in her heart. Bob had been such a gentleman. She appreciated the fact that he hadn't tried to maul her. A few gentle but passionate kisses were all that he had done. He was very different from most of the guys she knew. Maybe it was his maturity. Whatever it was, it was refreshing. It showed he was interested in more than sex with her.

Suddenly, Jenny realized she had zoned out and realized that Bob was still talking. She hadn't heard most of what he had said.

"And I know that women don't like to be ogled but I can't seem to help myself with you."

Jenny laughed out loud. "Ogle all you want."  

Bob opened the wine bottle and poured them both glasses.

Jenny sat down next to him, facing the beach. 

They sat quietly for a long while; drinking wine and watching the seagulls fight for bits of food on the beach. When Bob pulled Jenny back, she didn't resist and lay with him on the blanket. His lips came to hers for a gentle kiss. When she opened her mouth, his tongue found hers.

A moan escaped Jenny's lips as the kiss quickly grew passionate. 

Soon, Bob's hand was searching for Jenny's breast. He moaned as his fingers probed under the top of the bathing suit until he could cup her bare breast in his palm.

Jenny pulled away and saw a surprised look on Bob's face. She gently pecked his lips before she stood up. Her heart was thumping in her chest as she began to untie the scarf around her waist. She watched Bob's face as she opened it.



"Oh my God," he gasped. The lower section of Jenny's bathing suit was practically non-existent. The walk down to the beach had caused the tiny bit of material in the crotch to pull between her lips, exposing both sides of her smooth shaven outer lips. Even a hint of the pink flesh of her swollen inner lips could be seen.

"Do you like it," Jenny whispered as she turned around. She heard Bob's intake of breath. She looked over her shoulder and saw him staring at her bare ass cheeks. 

Bob swallowed and tried to speak, but nothing came out. His mouth opened and closed without uttering a word.

"I told Michael that I thought it was too revealing. What do you think?" Jenny added with a smile.

"It's... it's... incredible," Bob gasped as he came out of his shocked state. His hands came up and touched her bare ass cheeks gently, caressing her. 

Jenny shivered as she allowed his hands to roam across her exposed ass cheeks. She closed her eyes in excitement, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands on her soft flesh. Suddenly she gasped and looked back. Bob was kissing her ass.

He rained kisses on one cheek before moving to the other until both were wet with his saliva. "Get on you hands and knees," Bob whispered.

Jenny looked up and down the beach. They had some privacy but not enough to go too far. "Bob," she whispered as she felt him pulling her down. With a whimper she relented and got on her knees. Then she felt Bob crawling behind her. A second later he was kissing her ass again. 

"God, I love your ass," he whispered to himself. Soon his tongue was between her cheeks, traveling down the thin line of her thong bottom. 

Jenny gasped when she felt him pulling the slip of material to the side. "Oh Jesussssss," she hissed when she felt his tongue touch her asshole. Her knees collapsed and she fell face forward onto the blanket with Bob's mouth following. 

ob settled down on his stomach with his face buried between her fleshy cheeks. A moan escaped his lips when he felt her little star open to allow his tongue to enter.

Soon Jenny was gasping for breath. She couldn't believe what she was allowing to be done to her on a public beach. However, she forced that out of her mind as Bob's tongue began to move in and out of her tight hole. Just when she felt like she couldn't stand any more, he pulled his tongue out and moved to her dripping sex lips. The excitement of the day and the building sexual tension from the moment Bob had first kissed her this morning was too much for her. She began to climax. "Ohhhhhhh!!!" she gasped as her hips rose from the blanket, allowing Bob's tongue to find her clit. Waves of pleasure washed over her, matching the lapping of the waves on the beach. Little whimpers escaped her lips. It took a long time for the climax to begin to wane. However, before it was even done, she felt Bob turning her over until she was on her back.

Bob quickly lifted her legs and moved to his stomach again, his mouth over her swollen sex. He pulled the crotch to her suit aside and moved down.

"Bob, Bob, Bob," Jenny gasped as he began to eat her. Her hands found the blanket and squeezed it tightly in her fists as the waves of pleasure began anew. Soon she was in full climax again. The beach began to spin as she gasped for breath and her screams melded with the squawking seagulls above.

It took a long time for Jenny to come around. When she did, she realized that Bob was holding her in his arms. 

"You're back," Bob laughed as he looked down at Jenny.

"Oh God... that was... that... amazing," Jenny gasped as she snuggled her face into Bob's strong chest. As his arms pulled her tight, she felt a strong feeling of comfort and security wash over her. She had been on her own for so many years and had come to rely on no one but herself. Suddenly, she felt warm and protected. She felt a tear trickle from her eye and drop onto Bob's chest and a little sob came from her.

"Are you okay," Bob asked with concern as he turned her face up to him.

"More than okay," she whispered and turned her face back down. She didn't want him to see her tears for some reason. She didn't cry easily and it brought a feeling of dependency to her that she wasn't used to. She pushed on Bob's chest until he was lying on his back, with her head still on his chest. When she looked down, a smile came to her face. His swim trunks were tented with his erection. Her hand snaked down his chest to his stomach. She tickled her fingers around the waist of his shorts before slipping them underneath. She heard Bob gasp when her fingers slid through the pre-cum juice that had saturated his stomach. She lifted his trunks and saw the tip of the swollen head staring back at her. There was a steady stream of juice running out.


Jenny sat up and reached down for Bob's trunks. "Lift up," she said. Quickly, before he could protest, she had slipped them down to his knees. A sudden giggle escaped her lips as his long penis swayed in the salty ocean breeze. She wrapped her hand around the shaft, holding it up and admiring the size and thickness. Then she squeezed the shaft, pulling down, taking the foreskin from the swollen head. The crown was almost purple and pulsing with excitement. 

When Jenny began to kiss down Bob's chest, he grabbed her head. "Jenny," he whispered as he looked down the beach. 

"So, it's okay for you to get me off on a public beach but I can't do you?" Jenny laughed. "Sorry mister but I'm a liberated woman." With that Jenny began to kiss his stomach, stroking his shaft in her hand as her lips drew closer to the pulsing shaft. 

"Oh Jesus," Bob whispered when Jenny's tongue found the slit in the tip of his penis. His hips lifted from the blanket as she teased the head, circling her tongue around the crown. A groan escaped his lips when her teeth found the folded skin and gently nipped it. 



Jenny couldn't believe how bold she was being. They were on a public beach with the chance of someone walking by at any movement. However, instead of scaring her, it was exciting her. As she lay on Bob's stomach tickling his penis head with her tongue, she heard a giggle. When she opened her eyes, she saw two girls walking down the beach looking directly at them. A thrill of pleasure rushed through her and she opened her mouth and took the head inside. Jenny actually winked at them. The two girls stared excitedly until they were blocked out by the sand dune.

Bob moaned and lifted his hips from the blanket in excitement. His head was back as he and his eyes closed reached for Jenny's head. He heard her groan deep in her throat when he pushed her head down. 

Jenny gagged as the large head reached the breach of her throat. She tried to relax and take it deeper but it wouldn't go much further. Instead she pulled back and sucked the head as her fist began to move up and down the shaft. She could taste the sweet juice as it ran from the slit and down her throat. Incredibly she felt her pussy lips begin to swell again. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping her sensitive inner lips between the larger outer. 

"Oh God Jenny... I'm going to cum," Bob warned.

Jenny's answer was a groan and she began to move her hand faster on the shaft. Soon she was pumping her hand up and down rapidly and moving her head at the same tempo. 



"Ahhhhh!!!" Bob cried and lifted his hips high from the blanket. 

A strong blast of hot cum hit the back of Jenny's throat. Although Jenny was expecting it, she was still surprised by the volume. She swallowed quickly, feeling his hot juice lining her throat. Her hand pumped for more. Each stroke brought another blast until it came so fast that Jenny couldn't swallow it all. She moaned in frustration as some dribbled from the corners of her mouth and down the shaft.

Bob thought the top of his head was going to explode as the climax went on and on. His body shook with pleasure. He held Jenny's head in his hands until his balls were empty.

Jenny sucked him until the shaft began to shrink in her mouth. She lovingly cupped his balls and murmured in contentment, holding the now much smaller penis in her mouth. When she finally pulled away, she could see the juice that had escaped her mouth on his balls and pubic hair. She moved her mouth down and used her tongue to lap it up.

Finally Bob pulled Jenny up to him. He smiled and lovingly kissed her still wet lips. When she opened her mouth his tongue slipped inside.



The two lovers relaxed on the beach and ate lunch. Afterward, Bob lovingly covered Jenny's exposed flesh with sunscreen. He had her turn over and he spread the cream on her exposed ass cheeks, spending far more time than was necessary. When he finally lay down beside her, he was half-hard again.

Jenny giggled when she saw the bulge of his penis running down the leg of his trunks. "That looks uncomfortable," she laughed and reached her hand down to stroke him.

"It wasn't until you started doing that," Bob returned as his penis sprang to full hardness.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to create pain for you," she said and pulled her hand away teasingly.

"I can take the pain," Bob said and grabbed her hand and placed it back on his shaft.

"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable," Jenny continued to tease as she began to stroke him gently. 

"Don't worry about that," he laughed. Then added, "You're going to get a surprise if you keep that up." Then he pulled her lips to his and kissed her. When they pulled apart, they were both breathing heavily. "I'm hot. Let's take a dip in the water," Bob said as he grabbed her hand and stood up.

The two of them walked hand in hand to the water, Bob trying unsuccessfully to hide his erection.

"Mmmmm," Jenny hissed as she walked into the cool Gulf water. "It's so clear," she marveled. "I can even see my feet."

"It's the reefs. They keep the ocean sediments from washing up to the shore. It's what I love most about the Keys."

Bob led Jenny into the water until they were shoulder deep. Then he took her in his arms and kissed her. 




Living Large Pt. 05



Jenny moaned and reached down to caress his still hard penis through his swim trunks. 

When Bob broke the kiss, he glanced at the beach then turned back to Jenny. Then he reached up with both hands and pushed the shoulder straps of her suit down her arms.

"Bob, what are you doing?" she gasped as he continued to move the straps down and off her arms. Suddenly Jenny's breasts were bare.

"I want to feel your bare breasts against my chest," Bob said with a smile and pulled her to him. He kissed her again. 

Jenny moaned as her large breasts mashed against Bob's strong chest. 

When Bob pulled away, there was obvious excitement in his eyes. "I want to fuck you," he whispered.

"Here?" Jenny said incredulously.

"Right here and now," Bob returned as he reached between her legs.

"Oh God," Jenny gasped as she felt him pulling the crotch of her suit to the side. 

"Wrap your legs around my waist."

Jenny did as he asked, lifting her legs to his waist. Then she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. She closed her eyes when she felt Bob pulling his penis from the leg of his shorts. When the head touched her rapidly swelling lips she almost screamed. She bent her head and bit into the soft skin of his shoulder as she felt the swollen head of his penis touch her hole. "Ohhhhh!!!" she gasped as it slipped into her.

Suddenly they were standing neck deep in the crystal clear water with Bob's penis deep inside Jenny. Neither of them moved as they enjoyed the incredible feeling of being connected. The water gently washed around their bodies making them sway as the seagulls cried from above and the bright sun sparkled on the blue water. The two lovers were oblivious to everything around them. The outside world vanished. 

As the waves moved in and out, Bob moved to adjust his stance in order to remain standing. The movement forced his penis to move gently inside Jenny's vagina. It was enough to bring pulses of pleasure deep inside her. Those pulses in turn made Bob's penis throb. 

Bob's hands found Jenny's ass cheeks and he began to lift her slowly up and down.

To anyone on the shore, they appeared to be a man and woman innocently enjoying the warm water. However, beneath the surface, the excitement was building. 

"Oh God Bob," Jenny hissed when she felt her insides begin to contract around his slowly moving shaft. Incredibly, Jenny felt like she could climax again. However, it wasn't the normal feeling... it was a slow build up... a feeling deep inside... more like the movement of the gentle waves washing over them. Suddenly Jenny squeezed her legs tightly around Bob's waist and her arms around his neck. Again she placed her mouth on the soft skin of his shoulder... this time to cut off a scream of pleasure as she began to climax.

Bob felt the quivering deep inside her. Her insides were almost like a vibrator, moving up and down his penis.  But he didn't want to cum so quickly and tried to hold Jenny's hips still. However, even when he stopped her outward movement, he could still feel her vagina caressing him. It was too much to take. Jenny's grunts of pleasure and the pulsing inside her took him over the top. He gasped, "I'm going to cum."

Jenny barely heard him. She was floating... floating on a sea of pleasure like she had never felt before. 

Bob's penis lurched as his balls emptied into Jenny's willing hole. 



That evening Bob took Jenny to a local pub. It was a ramshackle place on the outside but had great burgers and a Calypso band. Jenny and Bob danced and drank until the small hours of the morning. When they got home, they collapsed into the bed and fell asleep.

The following morning, they made gentle love in the bed before getting up. Then Bob took Jenny sailing for the day.

When the day was nearing its end and they had to leave, Jenny wanted to cry. It had been another fairytale weekend. And, more importantly, she thought that she was in love with Bob. However, she didn't say anything to him. She didn't know how he felt. Besides, it was pretty obvious that he liked to play the field and she couldn't imagine that he would want to settle for just one woman. Then she chastised herself for letting her old negative feelings arise again. Still, it wasn't easy to change the way she had felt for so many years.



Living Large Pt. 06



Chapter 20

When Jenny arrived at work on Monday she was feeling elated about her weekend with Bob. However, her feelings for him created a major dilemma: now that she had admitted to herself that she was in love with him, she didn't want to date anyone else. Being in love was a first for her. There were times that she thought she was in love but for one reason or another, it turned out to be just fascination. This time she was sure it was love. That complicated everything and now, she wasn't sure how to handle the relationships that she had recently developed. Being the sensitive person that she was, she didn't want to disappoint any of her lovers. It was just her nature and, in truth, she had feeling for all of them. The person that she worried the most about was Tim because she knew that he would be the most disappointed. She decided to call Michael... she would know how to handle it.

It was close to lunchtime by the time that Jenny got a minute free to call Michael. She asked her how the rest of the evening with Tim went.

"Unbelievable," she answered excitedly. "He is truly a gem."

"So he survived?" Jenny laughed.

"Just barely," Michael returned. "So how did your weekend go with Bob?"

Jenny took a deep breath and sighed contentedly.

"That good huh?" Michael laughed.

"Better. But that's what I wanted to talk to you about."

"In love?" she asked.

"How did you know?" Jenny answered in astonishment.

"It wasn't hard to tell. I could hear it in your voice," Michael responded. "Is he in love with you?"

"I don't know. He hasn't said and I haven't told him. That's my problem. Even if he doesn't love me, I don't want to date anyone else."

There was silence on the phone for a moment. 

"Does that include me?" Michael asked with a tinge of disappointment in her voice.

Jenny paused at the unexpected question. "I hadn't thought about that," she said. Then she thought of Erica. The issue suddenly became more complicated. "I don't know the answer to that question," she said honestly. "I guess it would be self-serving if I said that my relationship with you was different."

"It is different. You're not going to fall in love with me."

Jenny started to answer but then she stopped. She was suddenly even more confused. She realized that she did love Michael, not in the same way as Bob... but it was still love. However, right now she had to focus on the more immediate problem. "We can talk about that later. Right now, I don't know what to do about Tim, Tom, Sean, or Jack. I need your help."

Michael suddenly laughed. "Half the women in the world wish they had your problem."

"Michael... I'm serious."

"I'm sorry," she apologized. However, you have to see the irony. A couple months ago, you weren't in any kind of relationship. Now you have five... well if you count me, it's six."

"I know. I guess I should be very happy. But it's all so new to me."

"I understand," Michael said. "Let's take them one at a time and walk through the issues. I think you'll find that it isn't as bad as you think. First of all, Tim is certainly fascinated with you, but he is a kid and I believe he can be distracted fairly easily." Michael paused before saying, "I think I could take your place with him if you wanted me too. He was very accommodating on Friday night and seemed to have a lot of fun. Possibly because I'm as kinky as he is... maybe more." Michael laughed. 

It only took Jenny a second to think about that. "That's perfect," she said.

"Good, I'm happy to help," Michael said humorously. "Then there is Sean. From what you've told me, he is quite the ladies' man. I don't think his disappointment will last long. As far as Jack goes, it sounds like he and Erica are developing a relationship."

Jenny found herself nodding her head. She felt better already. "I think I can handle Tom," she said.

"Well then, your problems are solved... except for me. But, I won't be a burden to you. I'll be your friend, with or without a sexual relationship."

Jenny felt her heart swell. She wiped a tear from her eye. Suddenly she knew that she couldn't give up her relationship with Michael. "Thanks Michael, it'll all work out somehow."

"Yes it will," Michael returned.

"There's something else I wanted to run by you."

"Well, Michael's counseling service is open for business," she laughed.

"I'm sorry to lay all this on you," Jenny said, feeling like she was laying all her problems on Michael.

"Nonsense! That's what friends are for." 

"Thanks. When Bob and I were together the first time he mentioned that he loved anal sex."

"That's not surprising," Michael laughed. "He's a man and you have a great ass... and I speak from experience."

Jenny felt herself blush and an unwanted rush of excitement went through her. "Anyway, since I can't give Bob my virginity... I was thinking that maybe I could let him... you know... fuck my ass."

"Sounds great. But what's the problem?"

"I've never done it and it scares me."

"I see. So you think I've done it," Michael laughed.

"Well... I... uh... thought," Jenny stammered.

"I'm just kidding. Of course, I've been fucked in the ass, many, many times. It's wonderful if the guy knows what he's doing and you're prepared."

"I'm pretty sure Bob knows what he is doing. However, how do I prepare."

"Well, I can't tell you over the phone but if you want to get together sometime, I can show you."

Jenny paused. She had the feeling that she knew what "show," meant. "All... all right. Bob and I are getting together this weekend so I was thinking it would be a good time to do it. No sense in delaying and worrying about it for weeks."

"What about coming over to my place tomorrow night? My husband is away again until Thursday. I can tell you more about what happened with Tim and I and then I'll give you instructions."

"What kind of instructions?" Jenny asked, her voice suddenly betraying her excitement.

"You'll have to wait and see," Michael answered in a low and sexy voice.

Jenny said she would meet Michael at her house and thanked her again. When she hung up she sighed and sat back in her chair, thinking about how hard maintaining her relationships had become. 

Chapter 21

Jenny arrived at Michael's house around eight P.M. She wore a simple white blouse and pleated blue skirt. She didn't wear panty hose or underwear. 

When Michael met her at the door, she was wearing a simple summer dress. 

"Got dressed up for me," Jenny laughed as they hugged and then kissed.

"Well, I didn't think there was any reason to be formal," Michael responded as she took Jenny's hand and led her through the house and then downstairs.

"Very nice," Jenny said as she entered a large video room. It had several leather sofas and chairs facing a giant video screen. "Are we watching a movie?" "Yes," Michael answered. 

"What is it, an instructional video on anal sex?" 

"Something like that. Would you like a glass of wine?"

"Please," Jenny answered as she sat on the large sofa.

Michael brought over two glasses of wine and sat next to Jenny. The room grew silent as the two women looked at each other and sipped their wine.

"Michael," Jenny said as she reached over and took her friends hand, "I've been thinking a lot about you and I."

Michael didn't respond but waited for Jenny to continue.

"You have been such a good friend and more," Jenny said and felt herself blush. She looked idly down at Michael's hand in hers. She fell silent for a moment before saying, "I don't want to give up our relationship... you know... sexually speaking."

Michael's face broke into a broad smile. She reached over with her hand under Jenny's chin and raised her face. "You don't know how happy that makes me," she said. There were tears in her eyes.

Jenny felt her eyes welling up.

Like a magnet, the two women's lips went together.

Jenny trembled at the feeling of her friend's soft lips on hers. She opened her mouth and moaned as the older woman's tongue entered her mouth. As the kiss grew passionate, Jenny boldly reached out and cupped her breasts.

Michael moaned and her hand found Jenny's larger breast. She pressed Jenny back onto the sofa as she reached up to open her blouse. A second later, the front of Jenny's blouse was hanging open and Michael's mouth was searching for her nipple.

Jenny felt her sex lips swelling as her excitement grew rapidly.

Suddenly Michael pulled back. She took a deep breath and said, "Let's watch the video before we get too carried away.

Jenny was a little shocked but nodded her head as she sat up. She started to button her blouse.

"Leave it open. It'll save time later," Michael said lustfully.

Jenny smiled and sat back with her glass of wine as Michael found the remote and pressed play on the DVD. 

The screen lit up and a camera showed an empty room. A second later, the door opened. Jenny gasped when she saw Michael walk into the room, followed by the young man she recognized from the restaurant, Tony. The boy was fully dressed but Michael had on a bathrobe. The two of them stood at the bed only several feet from an obviously hidden camera and embraced. Then they kissed.

"As I said, he has a lot of brawn but not much in the way of brains," Michael whispered as she leaned close to Jenny. 

Jenny couldn't answer as she watched Michael begin to unbutton the young man's shirt. She stripped it off his shoulders, revealing a tanned and well-muscled chest. Michael bent her head and began to kiss across his chest, stopping to lick and suck his nipples. Then she slowly went to her knees and reached for his belt. A second later, she was pushing his slacks down his legs. A gasp escaped Jenny's lips when she saw the large bulge in his underwear. 

"Wait until you see his cock," Michael hissed excitedly. Her hand snaked over to Jenny and she grasped her breast.

Jenny moaned as the older woman's hand began to play with her large breast. Her eyes stared at the screen, waiting for Michael to pull his shorts down. "Oh Jesus," she gasped when she saw his throbbing erection spring from his shorts. It must have been eight inches long with a large and dark purple head. It was obvious that Michael had been with him before since she didn't seem surprised by the size of his equipment.

"Great cock, huh?" Michael said as her fingers played with Jenny's now very hard nipples. "I can almost feel my asshole twitching now." 

"Michael, you didn't... didn't take that up your... your ass did you?" Jenny asked excitedly.

"Just watch me," she laughed. "I told you that you could take very large cocks up your ass if you were prepared. The first time we fucked it took quite some time to get it inside me... but after that it was pretty easy."

On the screen, Michael began to suck the large penis, holding it with both fists wrapped around the shaft. Her cheeks bulged and her lips stretched to take the large crown into her mouth. 

"He cums like a horse too," Michael said as her excitement began to grow. She bent her head to suck one of Jenny's nipples.

Jenny moaned in pleasure and held Michael's head, forcing her own eyes to stay open. She watched as the older woman stripped off her bathrobe to stand naked in front of the smiling young man. Then she went to her knees in front of him, pulling his shoes, socks, pants, and underwear off. A second later, she had captured his penis with her mouth again. 

"God, I can never get enough of his cock. Watch... he is a multiple climaxer," Michael hissed.

Jenny didn't know what Michael was talking about but she watched as the older woman began to pump his shaft rapidly and suck the large head. She saw the boy tremble and his legs tense. A loud grown came from his mouth and he grabbed her head. A second later, she saw Michael's cheeks bulge out and knew that he was cumming in her mouth. She watched in amazement as Michael swallowed in a big gulp before her mouth filled again... and then again. Soon, the sticky white cream was leaking from the corners of her mouth and running down her chin to drip on her breasts. "God, he does cum a lot," Jenny whispered excitedly.

"Buckets," Michael answered as she began to kiss down Jenny's stomach. 

As Jenny stared at the screen, she felt Michael slipping to her knees between her legs. Without being told, she spread her legs and slipped lower on the sofa.

"Ummm, you came prepared," Michael said when she lifted her skirt and saw that Jenny didn't have panties on. 

Jenny trembled when Michael's head slipped under her skirt and between her legs. "Oh yes," she gasped as the older woman began to kiss her hot thighs. Her hands found her head and began to pull it toward her swollen sex lips. 

Michael resisted and whispered, "Not yet." 

Jenny moaned in frustration as the older woman began to kiss down her leg to her calf. She held her leg out and admired the form of her well-shaped leg, all the way to her high-heeled shoe. 

On the screen, Michael allowed the boy's penis to slip from her mouth. She glanced at the hidden camera, her cheeks still bulging with his juice. Then she swallowed a final time.

"Jesus Michael, what if your husband saw this?" Jenny suddenly said.

Michael stopped kissing Jenny's leg and looked at the screen. Then she turned back to her and said, "Who said he hadn't?"

Jenny eyes opened wide. "You mean... you mean..." she gasped.

"Yep. It was the first time the old guy got an erection in a year," Michael answered. "He's the one that set up the hidden camera," she said, returning to her task of raining kisses on every square inch of Jenny's leg.

Jenny stared down at the pretty woman with shock on her face. She thought that she knew Michael but almost every time they were together, she learned something new. When she looked back at the screen, Michael was lying in Tony's arms on the bed and they were kissing passionately. Her hand slipped down to his flaccid penis and began to stroke him. Two minutes later, his penis was as hard as a rock again.

On the screen, Michael got up, went over to the dresser, and came back with a tube of lubrication. She squirted some onto his penis and spread it up and down the shaft until it was glistening. 

"Watch," Michael said to Jenny as she stopped kissing her leg and turned to the screen.

Michael climbed onto her feet, squatting over the boy's throbbing erection with her ass facing the screen.

Jenny found herself holding her breath as she watched the older woman reached between her legs and grasp the large penis. She held it up and placed her ass over the swollen head. With agonizing slowness, she moved lower until the head began to stretch her tiny rear hole. A long and low moan escaped her lips as the head breached the opening and slipped inside. She paused, her asshole stretched almost grotesquely around the crown of Tony's penis. 

"I love this part," Michael whispered as both women watched her began a slow descent. Inch by inch, the large shaft disappeared. When half of it was in her ass, she paused again. Then, with a cry of pleasure, she pushed all the way down until every inch was gone and she was sitting on his balls.

"Oh my God!!!" Jenny cried. She had never seen anything like it. She couldn't imagine how Michael's ass had stretched wide enough to take the fat penis. 

"God," Michael whispered in excitement, "I can almost feel it in my ass right now."

Jenny didn't answer. Her body had begun to tremble and she felt, if her pussy were touched, she would climax. She watched in amazement as Michael began to lift up until the long and slick shaft was almost out of her body. Then she forced herself back down with a cry of pleasure, taking him all the way inside again. A second later, she was bounding up and down on the shaft.

Michael began to kiss down Jenny's leg again, toward her throbbing vagina. When she got to her pussy, she paused. However, she didn't touch it and began to move up the other leg. She didn't want Jenny to climax because she needed her on the edge for what she had in mind.

Jenny began to squirm as she watched the scene before her. The two fucked for a long time as the cries of the lovers on the screen filled the room. After what seemed like a good half-hour, she saw Tony tense, his legs straining as he forced his shaft into Michael to the hilt. A loud groan came from his lips. That was matched by a scream from Michael as she climaxed. Jenny could see the boy's balls pull tight to his body and she knew that he was filling her ass with his sperm.

As Jenny watched the screen, Michael reached under the sofa and brought out a soft rubber penis. It wasn't as large as Tony's but it would accomplish what she had in mind. 

Jenny's head was spinning as she watched the scene on the bed. She saw Tony's formidable cock begin to shrink until it slipped out of her stretched asshole. Another gasp escaped her lips when she saw Michael's hole remain open and gobs of cum begin to run out. When she took her eyes off the screen, she saw Michael staring up at her with a big smile.

"Now do you believe an asshole can stretch to accommodate the largest cocks?"

Jenny started to answer but paused; at that moment, she saw the fake cock in Michael's hand. "Michael... I uh... I don't think I can..." she stuttered.

"Nonsense," Michael said as she produced a tube of lubricant and began to smear it on the rubber penis. "Lift your legs," she ordered.

Jenny hesitated.

"Jenny, if you are going to give your ass to Bob, you had better work with me. This penis is not as big as his cock I'm sure. However, it will open the way for him. Now, you don't want to disappoint him, do you?"

Jenny shook her head, her eyes a big as saucers as she stared at the flesh colored penis. Slowly she lifted her legs, pulling her thighs back to her breasts. This forced her ass lower, exposing her pussy and ass obscenely to her smiling friend.

"Now, I'm going to take my time. Just relax and push down on your sphincter muscles." With that, Michael placed the lubricated head of the fake penis on Jenny's tight asshole. Gradually she began to push.

Jenny squeezed her eyes shut in concentration. She felt Michael gradually increasing the pressure on her little hole. "Ohhhhh!!!" she gasped when the head popped into her opening. Her sphincter snapped shut on the shaft. Suddenly Jenny was gasping for breath.

"Just relax," Michael encouraged. She stopped the forward movement to allow her to get used to the large head. "The head is the toughest part," she said as she used her finger to gently rub Jenny's swollen clit. 

The touch of the woman's finger sent a shock wave through Jenny. In her effort to concentrate on relaxing, she almost forgot her excitement. Suddenly the large object stretching her anal passage made her sphincter throb. The entire area began to tingle. 

"That's it... that's it," Michael whispered as Jenny's hips began to move in little twitches and a whimper came from her lips. She pressed harder on her clit, circling her finger around the sensitive tissue. Gradually, almost imperceptibly, Michael began to push the fake penis into her again.

At first, Jenny didn't notice. Then she felt the round head rubbing against her anal walls as it snaked slowly into her bowels. She held her breath, pressing down on her muscles. "Ohhhhh!!!" she gasped as it went deeper and deeper.

"That's it," Michael said. "You have it all."

Jenny's eyes flew open and she looked down. She could see only Michael's fingers holding the end of the penis... everything else was inside her ass. She gasped, unable to believe her eyes. It had hurt at first but now there was only a feeling of fullness. 

Michael waited for a moment before pulling it out slightly and then pushing it back in. She watched Jenny's face for any sign of pain. When she saw none, she moved it out further and then back inside. Soon, she was pulling it almost all the way out and slowly pushing it back inside.




Living Large Pt. 06



Suddenly Jenny felt her excitement rising. She couldn't believe how good it felt... better than she could have imagined. Every thrust seemed to touch erogenous zones that she didn't know she had. Each time the long shaft was almost all the way out she felt empty and her hips reacted by pushing down in an attempt to take it back inside.

A broad smile came to Michael's face. She began to pull the penis out and thrust it back inside more rapidly. Then without warning, she dropped her head and began to lick Jenny's now very swollen clit.

"Oh Jesus," Jenny gasped and lifted her hips to Michael's sucking mouth. "Fuck me. Fuck my ass," she screamed.

Michael sucked her clit as she forced the penis in and out of Jenny's ass with abandon. Gone were the slow and gentle movements, now replaced by rapid thrusts. 

"Yes, yes, yes," Jenny screamed as her orgasm exploded throughout her body. She grabbed Michael's head and thrust her hips at the moving penis as waves of pleasure overcame her senses. The throbbing inside her ass sent waves of pleasure up and down her body. It was different from the kind of climax she normally had; it came from deeper inside her and shook her very core.

When Jenny left Michael's house she felt like a new world had been opened for her. Michael had fucked her ass a second time with the fake penis and the climax had been just as intense. Jenny had to wonder how much better it would feel with a real penis. Then the two of them had made gentle love on the silk sheets of Michael's bed. 

In order to get her ready, Michael had given Jenny a penis shaped butt plug. She told her to wear it several hours a day and it would help stretch her in preparation for Bob's larger penis.

Bob was going to be in for quite a surprise on Saturday.

Chapter 22

Jenny was sitting at her desk the following morning with a dreamy look on her face when the phone rang. 

"Hello," she said.

"Hi sweetie," Bob said.

Jenny felt a rush of excitement at the sound of his voice. They had only talked briefly since Sunday. "Hi," she responded and squirmed on her chair. She suppressed a gasp as the plug in her ass moved.

"I just wanted to know if you had time to catch lunch with me today."

"I have something but I'll cancel."

"Great, I'm between meetings now but I want to talk with you."

"Okay," Jenny said, wondering what he wanted to talk about.

"I'll meet you at noon at the club... if that's okay."

"I'll be there.

As Jenny walked down the street, she could feel the plug moving in her ass. She almost regretted leaving it inside her. It wasn't that uncomfortable but it sent waves of pleasure through her and she was leaking juice into her panties. 

Bob was waiting outside the Athletic Club when Jenny got off the elevator. He had a big smile on his face and hurried over to greet her with a kiss. "Glad you could make it," he said as they went to the table.

As soon as the waiter took their drink order and left, Bob reached over and took Jenny's hand. 

Jenny could see that he had something on his mind. 

"Jenny, I've been thinking about you every minute since this weekend."

Jenny smiled.

"I'm not sure where our relationship will go but I really don't want to date anyone but you," Bob said, his voice showing that he was surprisingly nervous.

Jenny started to respond but Bob pressed his fingers to her lips to silence her.

"You are young and I know you have a lot of 'friends', so it's okay if you don't do the same thing."

Jenny grabbed his hand and said, "I feel the same way." She paused to prevent her voice from showing her emotions. However, tears came to her eyes. 

It was Bob's turn to smile.

Jenny could feel her heart beating rapidly as she squeezed Bob's hand. They both fell silent. No words were necessary. 

"I have an apartment a few blocks from here. Do you think you can spare a few minutes?" Bob said with excitement in his voice.

Jenny felt her pussy throb and juice soaking through her panties. "Do we need to eat?"

Bob smiled and called the waiter over. He cancelled the drink order and grabbed Jenny's hand. 

A few minutes later, he was unlocking the door to the apartment. As soon as they were inside, he took Jenny in his arms and kissed her passionately. 

Jenny reached for his tie and quickly pulled it off before beginning to unbutton his shirt. 

Bob began to unbutton Jenny's blouse as he moved her toward the bedroom. 

They left clothes on the floor, leaving a trail to the bedroom.

When Jenny was down to her panties and bra, she remembered that she still had the plug in her ass. She stopped Bob at the bedroom door. He looked perplexed. "I'll be there in a second," she said, pushing him into the bedroom. "Where's the bathroom?"

Bob smiled and pointed down the hall. As Jenny walked away, he quickly took off his underwear and hurried into the bedroom.

A minute later Jenny walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her. She smiled when she saw Bob on the bed naked. His penis was in his hand. As she looked at his long shaft she felt her rear hole throbbing. She paused as she walked over to the bed. Why not do it now? She thought. A tremor of excitement rushed through her. With that, she crawled onto the bed and between Bob's legs and grasped his penis.

Bob moaned as he watched Jenny take his penis into her mouth. He gently held her head as she sucked him.

When Jenny felt Bob's hips begin to lift from the bed she pulled away and heard his moan of frustration. She crawled up and lay on his chest, her lips going to his for a passionate kiss. 

"I've got to fuck you," Bob said.

Jenny leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Would you like to fuck me in the ass?"

"What?" he gasped.

"I want you to fuck my ass!" she stated as confidently as her nervousness would allow.

"Oh my God," he responded. "Are you sure?"

"As sure as I have ever been about anything in my life," she gushed. 

Bob gently turned Jenny over and lay on top of her. He looked into her eyes. Then his lips went slowly to hers. The kiss lasted a long, long time, their tongues fighting for possession of each other's mouths. Eventually Bob pulled away. He was almost breathless.

"Fuck me," Jenny whispered. "Take my ass. I want you to. I need it."

"God," Bob gasped as he moved back until he was on his knees. Then he lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, scooting forward. Then he paused. "Let me get some lubricant."

"No," Jenny returned. "I took care of that." She didn't tell him that her ass was lubricated from the plug she had had inside her all morning.

Bob looked at her and smiled. "Am I being seduced?" he asked.

"Maybe," Jenny said.

With that, Bob reached down for his throbbing erection and pushed it down. He almost gasped when he saw Jenny's normally tight hole pulsing inches away from his swollen penis head. The tiny hole was slick and shiny with the lubricant. Bob's hand was trembling as he brought the head of his penis to her hole.

"Relax, relax," Jenny whispered to herself. She almost gasped when she felt the head touch her. Then she took a deep breath and waited.

Bob closed his eyes and moved his hips forward, holding his penis in position. He began to gently press forward. 

Jenny's sphincter resisted. She pushed down. "Oh Godddddd!!!" she hissed when she felt her ass opening. 

Bob's penis head slowly moved into the tight confines of Jenny's ass. He could feel her resisting muscles squeezing him in a velvet vise. A moan escaped his lips when he felt her muscles snap shut just below the crown. He paused to catch his breath.

Jenny was gasping for breath too. She was amazed at how much different it felt to have a real penis in her ass. It felt hard but somehow soft... unlike the rubber device Michael had used. Maybe, it was the emotion tied to it, and the fact that she loved the man who was attached to the penis. Suddenly Jenny wanted it all. "Fuck me, fuck my ass," she gasped reaching for Bob's hips and pulling him toward her.

Bob almost lost his balance as his hips moved forward, forcing his penis to slide into Jenny's rectum. He groaned and pressed Jenny's legs to her breasts, his penis almost all the way inside her.

Jenny could hardly catch her breath now. She could feel the swollen head of his penis deep inside her and the shaft stretching her little hole to the maximum. Yet, there was no pain. 

Bob held still, his breathing ragged as he waited for Jenny to get used to him. Then he slowly forced the last inch into her before he lifted up on his hands and looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open, sucking in gulps of air.

When Jenny finally opened her eyes, she saw Bob staring at her.

He leaned his head down to her ear and whispered, "I love you!"

It took Jenny a second to realize what Bob had said. When she did, she suppressed a scream. She thought that her heart was going to explode. "I love you too," she choked, holding back the tears. She felt Bob's penis throb deep inside her. Then suddenly and unexpectedly, she started to climax. Her body lifted from the bed, forcing Bob's penis even deeper into her ass. She whimpered and trembled in his arms as waves of pleasure washed over her. Each rush started deep inside her and cascaded over her like a warm blanket. His embrace and the echo of his words made this the strongest climax she had ever experienced.

Bob didn't realize what was happening at first. When he did, he pulled her even tighter and pressed his penis into her, waiting patiently for her to come back to him. 

When Jenny's muscles finally relaxed, she opened her eyes and saw Bob still staring at her. There was a big smile on his face.

"Was that good?" he asked.

"God... it was unbelievable," Jenny said, just a little sheepishly.

"Just wait," he said and began to slowly pull out of her. 

"Mmmmm," Jenny moaned as his long penis slipped from deep inside her.

Then he held her legs to her breasts and slowly pushed back inside. With a gentle rocking motion, he began to move in and out. 

Jenny could feel her insides opening and then closing as he pulled out as her stretched sphincter gently caressed the shaft.

"Jesus," Bob moaned.

"Fuck me hard," Jenny hissed as she began to move her hips with his thrusts.

Bob's movements grew more rapid as he began to thrust in and out. 

"Yes, yes, yes," Jenny moaned.

It didn't take long for Bob to feel his balls beginning to churn. "Jenny... I'm... I'm getting close," he moaned.

"Cum in me. Cum in my asssssss!!!," she screamed as she rapidly approached another climax.

"Ahhhhhhheeeeee!!!" Bob cried as his balls unleashed his pent up sperm. It blasted from the tip of his penis like a fire hose, deep inside her bowels, spattering against the walls and filling her with his hot juice.

Jenny could feel it. She could feel his warm cream soothing her ravaged hole. It magnified her own climax.

As the two lovers lay exhausted on the bed, they snuggled close to each other. Bob was pressed behind Jenny in a spoon fashion. His penis was wilted and lying dribbling onto her ass cheek. Jenny's once tight hole was stretched but still pulsing.

"That was incredible," Bob whispered as he lay with his arm over her, idly playing with her breast.

"For me too. It's all been amazing. I can't believe how much my world had changed in a few short weeks."

"For the better I hope," Bob said factiously.

"Absolutely!"

Jenny turned to him and suddenly said, "Tell me about your wife."

Her statement surprised him. Then he got a sad look on his face but said, "Are you sure you want to know that?"

"I want to know everything about you. I know that you loved her and that it's been hard for you to talk about it. But, now that we love each other, I think we should share things... good and bad."

Bob was silent for a minute before he started to talk. 

Jenny could see the pain on his face as he told her about how they met and were married. However, as he continued the story, his facial expression changed. He seemed to be letting go of the demons that had haunted him.

When he was done, he let out a big breath and said, "So that's my story."

"It was a wonderful story," Jenny said with tears in her eyes. "I can only hope our love will be as strong."

"It will," he said and kissed her. When he pulled away he said, "Do you want to know about my recent loves?"

"Uh, no, I think I'll pass on that." Jenny had never been the jealous type but she didn't think there was any value in her hearing about the beautiful women he had fucked in the last few years.

"Then tell me about your loves."

Like Bob, Jenny got a concerned look on her face. "Are you sure you want to know that?" she said, repeating his question.

He smiled and said, "I want to know everything about you." 

While Jenny didn't feel comfortable telling him about her relationships, she knew that they had to be honest with each other. "All right, if you really want to know," she said, giving him one last chance to back out. When he just smiled and waited she said, "Well, you know that I didn't have a lot of sexual experience until recently. My first love was after high school and it didn't last long. I had another 'friend' for a few months and then a real boyfriend for about a year. That was it until recently. Then things changed. A few weeks before we met, I went out with Tim Redmond."

"The Tim Redmond from the mail room?" Bob asked in surprise.

She thought his surprise was because he was just a kid. "Yes. He's young but very mature for his age," she said somewhat defensively. "He's the one... the one that I said wanted me to sit... to sit on his face." Jenny blushed.

"Oh my God," Bob laughed. "Do you know who he is?"

"No, why?" 

"Have you ever heard of Justine Gellier-Redmond?"

"The wealthy socialite?"

"Yes, that one."

Jenny's eyes opened wide. "You mean he's her son?"

"Yes," Bob said, still laughing. "I gave him the job for the summer as a favor to her. She wanted him to learn how the rest of the world lives. He starts Harvard in the fall."

Jenny put her hand over her mouth in surprise. Then she started to laugh with Bob. "I thought he was a poor kid from the wrong side of the tracks," she giggled. "Well, I guess I taught him a few things that he might not learn at Harvard."

"Okay, who else?" Bob asked, sitting up in bed and smiling like they were playing "Truth or Dare."

"I went out dancing one night with Jack and Sean from accounting."

"I don't know them. Did you pair up with either of them?"

Jenny paused. This was getting difficult. "Uh... well, I had a little too much to drink and... well, I went back to their place with both of them."

Bob's eyes opened wide. "Holy Cow," he gasped. "Both of them?"

Jenny only nodded her head and her face turned red. She watched Bob shake his head in disbelief but the smile didn't leave his face. Then she continued quickly. "Then there was Tom Crawford."

"Tom... your boss?"

"Yes, but we never went out. We just did things in the office."

"That dirty rat," Bob said. "I'm going to have to fire him."

"Oh no, please," Jenny cried.

Bob laughed. "I'm just kidding. Tom is a great guy and my best manager. He didn't force you to do anything did he?"

"No," Jenny answered quickly. "He made passes at me and you know... one thing led to another."

"You have been one busy young lady. And, fucking in the office too. "I'll have to report you to the big boss."

"You're not mad at me are you?" Jenny asked seriously.

"Not at all," Bob answered and looked down between his legs.

Jenny followed his eyes and was shocked to see that his penis was hard again. With a relieved smile, she reached over and wrapped her hand around his shaft. As she stroked him slowly, she considered if she should tell him about Michael. Then she figured that as long as she was confessing she should go all the way. "There is one more person," she said elusively (she decided not to tell him about Erica right now).

"Who?" Bob asked excitedly.

"I shouldn't tell you this."

"Come on, come on, come on," Bob begged. "We need to be honest with each other." It was almost a whine.

"Michael Duran."

"Michael! The Michael from the clothing store down the street?"

"Uh huh," Jenny answered and felt Bob's penis throb. A large drop of clear juice dripped from the tip of his penis and over her fingers.

Suddenly Bob started laughing uproariously again.

"What's so funny?" Jenny asked.

Bob took a deep breath and tried to control his laughter. "Well, Michael and Justine both dated the guy that Michael married. It was a very competitive situation and their feud was written up in all the society rags." Bob laughed heartily again. "This is better than any soap opera. I love it."

Jenny smiled. "It gets better. Now I am only dating you, I told her that she could go out with... well, go out is not the right word. I told her she could fuck Tim. And, she has." She neglected to tell him that she was there at the time.

Bob was laughing so hard that he fell over onto the bed. 

His merriment was contagious and Jenny joined him. When they caught their breath, they found themselves face to face with Jenny on top of Bob. 

The room suddenly grew quiet. 

Bob brought his lips to Jenny's for a long and passionate kiss. 

Jenny pulled away and said, "I think my stories turned you on." She pressed her groin to his hard penis for emphasis. 

"How could you tell," he laughed. 

"Inspired guess."

Bob's face turned serious for a moment and he said, "You don't have to give up your relationship with Michael if you don't want to." He said it more like it was a plea than permission.

Jenny felt a tremor of excitement at his words. She suddenly wanted to squeal but controlled herself. Instead, she calmly said, "Are you sure?"

"Yes," he answered. "Especially if you let me watch sometime." His teeth sparkled with his smile.

Jenny suppressed her excitement and she tried to put an indignant look on her face and said, "Men are such dogs." 

"And that's why women love us," Bob answered and kissed her again.

Jenny finally pulled away and said, "I have to get back to work."

"No you don't. Call your boss and tell him you need the afternoon off," Bob said. 

Jenny didn't make it back to work that afternoon. She called Tom and told him that something had come up. It wasn't entirely a lie. She almost giggled as sat on the bed holding Bob's hard penis in her hand. She was pretty certain that she wouldn't get fired. 

Chapter 23

The months flew by as Jenny and Bob's love grew. Summer turned to fall and then to winter. They had not shared their relationship with anyone at work but some people were starting to get suspicious. They were seen several times by employees while out to dinner and rumors were starting. When Jenny shared her concern with Bob, he said that they would have to take care of that soon. She didn't know what he meant until one afternoon when he told her that he wanted to take her on a surprise trip for her birthday. He had a limo waiting to take them to his private jet.

It was a long flight but Jenny didn't mind. She got to sit with Bob as he took over the controls of the jet. He was a certified pilot but rarely flew himself. She was amazed as she watched him work the complicated controls. As they neared their destination, the pilot took over again and Jenny and Bob took seats in the back. 

As Jenny looked out the window, daylight had turned to night. She didn't know where they were going but they had been heading east and had been over water for a long time. She assumed that they were heading for Europe.

"Look," Bob said as the jet banked to the left.

When Jenny looked out the window, she saw the sparkling lights of a city. Then she saw a large tower in the center. "Is that the..." she said and stopped.




Living Large Pt. 06



"Eiffel Tower?" Bob finished the sentence for her. 

"Oh my God, it's Paris," Jenny screamed.

Bob smiled.

"We're going to Paris?" Jenny asked the obvious question.

"For a whole week."

Jenny squealed and practically jumped into Bob's arms. Just then, the seat belt light came on. 

When the plane landed, another limo was waiting to take them to dinner. The restaurant was a lavish one on top of a swanky hotel, overlooking the city of Paris. They sat at a window table. The restaurant was crowded with the who's who from all over the world. Jenny saw several movie stars and quite a few politicians. 

For the hundredth time since she had met Bob, Jenny felt like Cinderella. She had to pinch herself to see if it was real. She had a perpetual smile on her face.

"Champagne?" Bob asked as a waiter brought a bottle to the table.

"Champagne always makes me horny," she giggled.

Bob smiled and said, "That's my plan." Bob lifted his glass and said, "To our love."

Jenny tapped her glass with his and drank the champagne, feeling the bubbles tickle her nose. Then she saw Bob reach into his pocket. Her eyes opened wide when he brought out a little black box. She noticed that his hands were shaking. "Oh my God," she gasped before he could say a word.

"Jenny Thompson, will you marry me?"

Jenny sat frozen with her mouth open in shock. Suddenly tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Oh my God," she said again. She looked around and everyone in the restaurant was looking at them. When she looked back, Bob had opened the box and a large sparkling diamond was in his hand. Jenny took a deep breath and almost screamed, "Yes!"

The room broke into loud applause with a few whistles and hoots. It was surreal for the normally sedate and sophisticated restaurant.

Bob put the ring on Jenny's trembling finger and leaned over to kiss her. He whispered, "I love you more than you can ever know."

"God, I love you too."

When the restaurant settled back down, Jenny found that she couldn't eat. Her stomach was still doing flip-flops. Her head was spinning but not from the champagne. Suddenly she desperately wanted to be alone with him. "Can we go to the hotel now?" she whispered.

Bob smiled and called the waiter over. A minute later, they were leaving the restaurant, holding hands and receiving another round of applause.

Jenny's face turned red. Everyone knew where they were going.

Jenny made Bob stay in the living room of the large suite as she got ready. She hadn't expected this to be such an occasion but she always brought along sexy lingerie. She put on a white corset that cinched in her waist and lifted her large breasts. It had a matching pair of white nylons and garter belt. She added a pair of silky white panties and four-inch white high heels. Over it all, she wore a sheer robe.

Bob stopped in his tracks when he walked into the room. 

Jenny was lying back on a lounge chair with a glass of champagne in her hand. She stood and walked over to Bob, sharing her glass with him. Then she kissed him. It was the most sensual kiss she had ever shared. Their lips pressed together and their mouths opened. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and then his into hers. Their bodies pressed together and their arms wrapped around each other. Jenny felt her legs growing weak.

Bob moved Jenny over to the bed and sat her down. Then he stood in front of her and stripped. His penis throbbed in front of him and the head was dripping with his juice. 

Jenny reached out and pulled his penis to her mouth. With a smile, she pushed the skin from the head and licked around the sensitive crown bringing a moan from his lips. Then she sucked the swollen head into her mouth as she pumped the shaft. 

"Wait," Bob, gasped when he felt himself getting too excited. He pulled away and slipped to his knees. As he looked up at her, he spread her legs, revealing her already wet silk panties. His mouth slipped between her legs as he began to lick the slippery material covering her swollen sex.

"Ohhhh!!!" Jenny moaned as his tongue pushed the material between her lips. Her hands came up to grasp his head and guide his mouth. She felt an incredible wave of love wash over her when she saw the sparkling diamond on her finger. 

Bob slipped her panties off and pushed Jenny backward onto the bed. His mouth found her bare and swollen lips. For a long time he worked on her dripping vagina, kissing and licking every inch of her warm and wet skin. 

Jenny gasped when he lifted her legs and forced his tongue deep into her throbbing hole. Her legs wrapped around his head, almost smothering him with her warm thighs. Slowly her excitement built until she was almost mad with desire. Then when his lips found her very swollen clit and took it into his mouth, she climaxed. Her hips lifted from the bed and her thighs squeezed his head like a vise. She could feel her pussy gushing juice into his sucking mouth. It went on for a long, long time until she had to push his head away from her now sensitive vagina.

Bob looked dazed when his face came from between her thighs. His face was wet from his forehead to his chin with her juices. 

Jenny pulled him up to her and kissed his wet lips. When she pulled away, she looked into his eyes and whispered, "I want you to fuck my mouth."

"Huh?" he said.

Jenny had done some reading, and she was convinced she could take Bob's penis all the way. The book had pointed out that the best way to do it was to be on her back with her head over the side of the bed.

"Stand up," she said. Then she turned over until her head was leaning back. "Put it in my mouth."

Bob wasn't sure what she meant but he moved forward and placed the head of his penis in her mouth, his balls touching her nose.

Jenny reached up and pulled on his hips until his penis began to slip into her mouth. She continued pulling as the large head reached the breach of her throat. With great effort, she suppressed her gag reflexes and felt the head sliding into her throat. 

Bob moaned as he watched his penis move into Jenny's throat. He could actually see her throat rippling as it went deeper and deeper. 

Jenny's head was spinning with excitement as she felt his pubic hair on her lips. She had the entire penis in her throat. She pushed on Bob's thighs to force the shaft out of her mouth. Then she pulled him back.

Bob moaned again, when he realized what she wanted. He began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his penis in and out slowly. As his excitement grew, he began to move faster. Soon his hips were a blur as he literally fucked her face. Soon he felt his balls begin to tighten. "Jenny," he gasped in warning and started to pull out.

Jenny moaned deep in her throat and pulled his hips back, taking his penis as deeply as it would go. 

Bob bellowed as his balls forced his sperm up the shaft at rocket speed and began to pump his cum into her throat. He felt Jenny's throat muscles reacting... squeezing him... almost milking the juice from his balls.

Jenny could feel the cum pouring through the shaft. However, because his penis was in her throat she didn't get to taste him. It was only a minor disappointment. 

When Bob's balls were empty, the shaft began to wilt and slipped from her throat. He went to his knees with and held her head in his hands. "God I love you," he whispered and brought his lips to hers. 

Jenny climaxed again.

Later that night, they made sweet and gentle love with Bob on top of her, his penis deep in her throbbing vagina. The only hole left was her ass..., which she gave to him before the sun came up.

Epilog

Jenny gazed wistfully out the window of the jet. She could see the waves of the Atlantic Ocean below them and puffy white clouds making shadows on the blue water. It was still difficult for her to believe that she was engaged to be married. It had not been in her plans, at least for a few years. She told Bob that she still wanted to have her career and he had been incredibly supportive. The only thing that bothered her was a nagging concern that Bob would feel that she was marrying him for his money. 

Jenny turned to Bob, who was reading in the seat next to her and said, "Bob, what would you say if I told you that I wanted a pre-nuptial agreement."

"A pre-nuptial agreement, why?" he asked with a shocked look on his face.

Jenny sighed and looked out the window again. She turned back to him and said, "Because I don't want you to think that I'm marrying you for your money."

"Jenny, that's crazy," he said, taking her hand. "I know that's not the reason."

"Still it bothers me."

"It's normally the guy that wants one of those."

"I know. Nevertheless, I really want you to do it. I insist."

Bob didn't want to do it and he didn't really want to talk about it. "We'll talk about it later okay."

"I'm not going to change my mind."

Bob sighed and shook his head. He knew that she could be very stubborn when she wanted to be.

A week later Bob called Jenny to his office. When she entered, she saw that he had his attorney with him.

"Hi Jenny, you know Roger our corporate attorney," Bob said.

"Yes," Jenny said as she sat down. She was sure she knew what the meeting was about.

The well-dressed attorney stood up and picked up a folder from the desk. "Jenny, Bob has instructed me to draw up a pre-nuptial agreement for you and him. I want you to read this and sign it," he said, handing Jenny a form with places for signatures at the bottom. She saw that Bob had already signed it.

The form contained all the legal words that were necessary for pre-nuptial. As Jenny read it, she realized that she didn't understand a lot of it. However, when she got to the bottom, she paused and read it again.

"And if for any reason at any time after one year Jenny Thompson decides that she wants to end the marriage to Robert Davenport, she is to get the sum of 10 million dollars adjusted for inflation. It will be paid in cash at the time of the signing of the final divorce papers."

"What is this?" Jenny asked.

"It's the pre-nuptial."

"But it says I get 10 million dollars if I divorce you," Jenny said incredulously.

Bob got up and came over to Jenny, sitting in a chair next to her. He took her hand and said, "I have the same problem you do Jenny, just from another perspective. You don't want to marry me for my money and I don't want you to stay married to me for my money. It's the only way I can be sure. I insist."

"But... but its ten million dollars."

"Jenny, I am worth billions of dollars. It means nothing to me. You are more important to me than all of it. However, it will ensure that you live a good life no matter what happens." Bob paused and looked at Jenny for a response.

She didn't know what to say.

"Now sign it and let's get this behind us," Bob said as he handed her a pen. "We have an appointment in fifteen minutes."

With a trembling hand, Jenny took the pen and signed the paper. "What appointment?" she asked. 

"It's a surprise," Bob said and took her hand.

They walked out of the building and down the street. 

Jenny saw a crowd of people sitting on chairs placed in the street and on the sidewalk. As she drew closer, she saw people from work and various friends milling around. There was a platform set up in front of Michael's clothing store. Above the platform was a long cloth covering a sign. Jenny thought it must be some type of dedication ceremony. She knew that Bob was very active in charities so she figured he was donating space.

Bob led a reluctant Jenny up the steps to the platform. 

She tried to pull her hand from him but he squeezed it tighter. "Bob," she whispered, "Everybody can see."

Bob ignored her and held her hand as he walked over to a podium and microphone. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I want to thank you for taking time to be here today. Some of you already know or have guessed but I want to make it official: Jenny Thompson and I are engaged to be married."

Jenny's face turned red.

The crowd broke into applause. Some of the people looked shocked but others obviously knew. 

When the applause died down Bob addressed the crowd again. "The real purpose for all of you being here today is to hear my announcement about a new business venture." With that, Bob turned around and pulled a cord, letting the cover over the sign fall to the ground. 

The sign read "Jenny Thompson's B&B Fashion and Modeling Agency."

The crowd began to applaud loudly again.

Jenny looked at it for a second without understanding. Then her eyes opened wide. "What... what?" she stuttered.

Bob took Jenny's hand again. "It's what you wanted isn't it?"

"Yes but... but..."

"Don't worry, it's only a shell. I rented the second floor of Michael's store for you. You have to hire most of the staff and get the business off the ground. It's going to be hard work and I expect a return on my investment."

"Oh my God," Jenny cried as she tears began to pour from her eyes.

"I took the liberty of hiring a couple of people for you," Bob continued as he put his arm around Jenny. "Michael," he said into the microphone. 

Michael came out of the crowd and walked up on stage.

"Michael Duran will be your fashion director."

Jenny sobbed as she hugged her friend.

"Erica Evans," Bob called out.

Erica appeared from the crowd and walked up on stage.

"Oh my God," Jenny cried.

"Erica has been retained to be your sales director."

Jenny hugged Erica as she kept her arm around Michael sobbing almost uncontrollably.

"Finally, and to my regret at losing him, Tom Crawford will be your office and facility manager."

Tom stepped onto the stage and shook Jenny's hand. There was a big smile on his face.

The crowd stood on their feet and applauded wildly.

The End