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The Condos

By: Grey Eagle 286



My name is Charles Murphy. My friends call me 'Chuck', unless they want to piss me off, then they call me 'Chucky'. That does piss me off but I never show it. I am very good at concealing my true emotions.

It was almost noon, on a bright sunny North Central Florida day, when I saw the old Rolls Royce limo approach the entry gate. It sat at the gate for about three minutes before the gate opened and the car silently drove to where I stood in front of the building. I was trying to catch my breath after a two mile run. 

A chauffeur in a dove grey uniform hurried to open the door for the passenger. An attractive woman stepped from the car and approached me. She took in my sweaty T-shirt and running shorts, then looked coldly at me and said, "Please inform Mr. Murphy that Mrs. Carter is here to see him." I saw that she was a small woman with jet black hair, pale white skin and that she was exquisitely dressed in a lovely form fitting white suit and she was elegantly coiffed in an unusual style. She wore a large white hat and large sun glasses and very high heels. 

I smiled coolly, "Mr. Murphy is not available right now, Mrs. Carter, and he was expecting you at 12:30. I am his assistant, how may I help you."

She said, "Please inform Mr. Murphy that I am here NOW and wish to see him immediately."

"Madam, I assure you I can act for Mr. Murphy. It was my understanding that you wanted to view one of our luxury condominiums, is that correct?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"Thank you Ma'am, you have three choices, You may return at the proper time and I will be in suitable attire. You can enter the foyer of this building and wait for me in one of the comfortable chairs in the cool air-conditioning while I go shower and change clothes. The third option is that I can show you the apartment like I am. It is your choice Ma'am." 

She coolly looked at me for a moment. Then she said, imperiously, "Show me the apartment in question, now. Assuming you ARE familiar with all aspects the security system and the amenities associated with this condominium."

"This way Ma'am, and rest assured that I am adequately informed on all aspects of this condominium. It has never been occupied and is only available because of the death of the owner several months ago. The estate has been settled and the condo is now on the market. It is fully furnished, well equipped and professionally decorated. It has a master suite and four guest bedrooms, each with a bathroom. It includes formal living and dining rooms. A den and family room adjoin the screened patio and hot tub." I said all that as I led her into the building foyer and then to the elevator. I pressed my thumb on a glass fingerprint reader and the door to the elevator opened. I let her enter first, then pressed the button for the first floor. I explained that each condo had enclosed secure parking for two or four vehicles on the ground floor plus a storage room.

The door opened on a small foyer with two doors marked '1' and '2'. I tapped in a code on a keypad by door number two. A fingerprint reader was illuminated beside the keypad and I again pressed my thumb to the pad. The lock on the door clicked and I opened the door. I stepped aside so Mrs. Carter could enter. She walked into the foyer of the condo and removed her hat and placed it on a chair with her purse and sun glasses. She was stunningly beautiful. Her slightly slanted eyes were set in a flawlessly serene face. She looked at me for a moment, then said, "This is quite lovely, I am very favorably impressed. Please continue." 

I showed her the rest of the apartment and explained that it was totally ready for occupancy, including toothbrushes and toothpaste, but not food or beverages. When we were through I was a little thirsty, having just run a couple of miles. I asked if she would like to join me in a glass of cold water. She smiled for the first time. It was a beautiful smile. I pulled out a chair for her at the kitchen table and got two glasses from a cupboard rinsed them and filled them with ice and water from the refrigerator door. 

I handed a glass to her, she thanked me and pointed to the chair opposite her and said, "Please sit and tell me of any other amenities and about the security system." I told her of the Olympic swimming pool with a staffed bar, the club and restaurant with room service, the gym and exercise facilities, and the walking and running paths around the grounds. I explained the security system. She was very impressed with the system. Then I explained that the system was far more complex than I had mentioned. There were other aspects that were not common knowledge among the residents. The only constraint for the residents was that they not leave the concrete walks when outside after dark. I told her that she would have a keycard for the main gate and was allowed five additional cards for family and servants. Everyone using a card must stop and have the thumb prints recorded at the Security Office located in building 2 on the first floor next to the Club.

I explained that the Club, the restaurant and the Security Office took up the whole first floor in that building. The whole complex consisted of eighty acres of secure fenced land. She watched me carefully as I spoke. 

She smiled, "You are not Mr. Murphy's assistant, are you?"

"No Ma'am, I confess that I was fibbing because you irritated me by being early for our appointment, I had a matter that came up this morning that required my attention, and I was running much later than normal, then you caught me at the end of my run."

She laughed, "Please forgive me, Mr. Murphy, I should have recognized you from the description I was given by my people. It says you are an attractive and very fit man. I find that was a serious understatement."

I felt a shiver run down my spine from her smile. Damn! This lady was super hot! My information on her was that she was extremely wealthy and a very iron fisted executive with ice water in her veins. It said she rarely smiled and was a self proclaimed man hater who only tolerated men if they were useful to her.

She studied me carefully, "Mr. Murphy, I am looking for a new home for my daughter and I. This seems to be ideal. My daughter attends the University of Florida in Gainesville and my offices are located in Ocala. This is half way between the two. Her grades have fallen off a bit because she has an apartment in Gainesville and is distracted by the lure of College social life. While I want her to experience all the aspects of college life, I do not want her grades to suffer."

"I understand Mrs. Carter, there are lot's of temptations up there for a young girl, or for a young male for that matter. I think the constant challenges for a male to prove to his buddies that he is a 'man' are the downfall of many a young man and I suppose the same pressures apply to young ladies. Unfortunately many of us never outgrow those challenges."

Mrs. Carter smiled, "Mr. Murphy, somehow I don't believe you ever feel the need to prove yourself, except now and then, like this morning."

I had to laugh at her. I remarked, "Ma'am, I believe I just responded to your mood in an appropriate manner."

She frowned, then giggled, "Touché, I was in a bitchy mood when I got here. I must give credit where credit is due. You, Mr. Murphy, have relaxed me. It is a pleasure to find a man who will stand up to me when I am in one of my moods and not feel threatened in any way." 

I grinned, "Oh! I wasn't threatened, I was distracted because I just kept wanting to kiss you."

"WHAT?"

"Forgive me. You are a very attractive lady Mrs. Carter, I am sorry, I hope I didn't embarrass you. I can't look at you without getting that urge, I promise I will never act on that desire." 

"Mr. Murphy, I have not kissed a man in twenty years, however I can say the idea of kissing you is not entirely repulsive. You are a very attractive man."

"Mrs. Carter, please permit me to run and change out of these sweaty clothes. You may look around this apartment at your leisure while I am gone. Then I will show you the rest of our facilities."

"Excellent, I shall await your return, Mr. Murphy."

When I entered the condo after a shower and clean clothes I wore khaki shorts, a golf shirt and boat shoes. Mrs. Carter smiled when she saw me. She laughed, "I just won a bet with myself."

"I guess you bet yourself that I would be casually dressed, right?"

"Yes, I don't believe you are a man who would 'dress to impress'."

"Well, that is a fair statement, however I do own an Armani tux."

She grinned, "Yes, but do you ever wear it?"

"Yes, Madam, but I only wear it on VERY special occasions."

"Mr. Murphy, I am prepared to negotiate for this apartment after you show me around the area."

I offered her my arm, as she took it she asked if she needed her hat or purse. I told her I didn't think she needed them, she just grabbed her purse and lightly held my arm. We went down in the elevator and I used my pass card to enter the garage area. I placed her in my enclosed, air-conditioned, golf cart and gave her a tour of the facilities. I showed her the tennis courts, the golf course, the boat docks on the river, and I finished up at the pool. I showed her the walking and equestrian trails through the woods and pointed out that most of the landscaping was done with native vegetation. I also showed her our large Camellia gardens featuring the largest collection of camellias in the state. We have over 2600 varieties of the plants.

I led her to the Club and we were seated in the bar. I asked if she had eaten lunch. She said she was hungry so I waved a waitress over. The girl hurried over, "Yes, Mr. Murphy, how may I help you. Would you like a menu?" 

I looked into Mrs. Carter's dark brown eyes and asked if she would like something to drink. She nodded, "Yes, I would enjoy something light and refreshing, please." 

I smiled at the girl, "Helen, please get us two of my regulars, please."                    "Yes, Sir, Mr. Murphy, would you care to look at a menu while I am gone?" I nodded and she placed a menu in front of each of us.

I watched Mrs. Carter look over the menu. She was a delight to watch. Her slightly oriental look gave her an exotic look which she had accentuated with her very light makeup. Her skin appeared to be flawless. Her hair was in an unusual style, large spiral buns sat low on each side, partially covering her little ears. She had a small nose and full pink lips. She caught me studying her and smiled. I think I blushed. I said, "Please forgive me for staring at you. I just have trouble believing you are old enough to have a child in college." 

"I was married very young. When I was born in China, the third girl child in my family, my fate was sealed. I was raised to be a prostitute. My feet were bound into a high arch so I am only comfortable in high heels. My mother had worked as an Amah (Maid) in Hong Kong and said my real father was an Englishman. She spoke and taught us a little English. Mr. Carter was my first customer when I was fourteen. To be brutally frank, Mr. Carter was my ticket to this country.

"He bought me from my parents and married me so he could get me into the United States. He planned to live off of my earnings as a whore. He was killed in an accident on our first day in San Francisco. I was pregnant and was placed in a home for unwed mothers. I learned English and secretarial skills. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. The school was run by a group of dedicated women who wanted to produce mothers who could support their children. That was my only goal in life too."

I felt a tear run down my cheek. I reached across the table and placed my hand over hers. I gently squeezed her small hand.

"Lady, I am totally amazed by your accomplishments. I read your résumé from your company. It starts with you as a young Chinese-American lady from San Francisco with a degree in business. I don't see how it was possible for anyone to achieve what you have done in such a short time."

Our drinks arrived and I suggested bacon, turkey, club sandwiches. We both ordered the same thing. She sipped her drink and smiled at me, "I like this and it is perfect, not too sweet and very refreshing."

"It is half regular lemonade and half pink lemonade. I am quite fond of it."

She giggled, "I have a new favorite drink, I love it."

I realized I was still holding her hand and jerked my hand away.

Mrs. Carter smiled gently, "I liked that too, it was very comforting."

We ate our sandwiches and sipped our drinks. I said, "As I recall, your first name is Suzy, may I call you Suzy?"

"Oh! Yes, please call me Suzy or Sue, may I call you Chuck, I read that you prefer that to Charles."

"Suzy is not you real name is it?"

"No, my real name is Soo Li. I heard the name Suzy in an American movie as a child and thought it sounded like Soo Li. So when Mr. Carter asked me my name I said Suzy."

I shook my head, "I find it difficult to believe English is not your native language. You are perfect in your use of the language. I haven't heard an error at all." 

"Chuck, I had a great incentive to speak English as well as possible. I had a daughter to raise. I went to school with my baby in a back pack. I worked days, evenings and weekends cleaning offices with her strapped to my back. It was not unusual in China for young mothers to work that way. I couldn't afford child care, I didn't have much choice. She was the driving force behind my ambition to get ahead so she could have a better life and not have to start out as a whore."

"Sue, you have my deepest admiration. I can't tell you how proud I am to know you. I am in awe of you."

She looked at me, "Chuck, you weren't exactly born with a silver spoon in your mouth either. You come from a poor farm family in this area. You took a competitive exam for the Naval Academy. You graduated first in your class. You were commissioned an officer in the Marine Corps. You won the highest medal the Marine Corps gives and were wounded many times. You are a true hero. You were retired because of your wounds. You were expected to never walk again due to your wounds in your legs. Now look at you. You ran a couple of miles this morning. Right?"

She reached across the table and took my hand, "You know how to ignore pain and obstacles, and have the determination to succeed at any cost. You have developed five or six properties in just a few years, all of them are very successful. This one is a fantastic achievement, it is in every architectural or home magazine you pick up these days. I want to live here too. You live here too don't you?"

"Right next to the apartment you are looking at. You are looking at #2, I live in #1."

"No, next to the apartment I am BUYING."

"Are you sure? I can hold it for you for a while if you want me to. The owner was a dear friend and I bought it from the estate so the cash was available for distribution."

"No! I had made up my mind before I even met you. It is exactly what I had in mind. I only have one concern."

"What is that?"

"Will my old Rolls Limo fit in the garage?"

"Yep, it sure will, your apartment has a four car garage." 

We went to my office in the Security Office and I went over the maintenance fees and explained that we could provide for any degree of assistance in her living requirements, from no help to completely assisted living, including maid service and meals. We could even provide nursing care and doctor's visits. She signed all the required papers.

She wrote me a huge check for the total price of the condo. We didn't negotiate a thing. We stood and I congratulated her on her new home, she smiled and stepped close to me. She looked up at me and softly said, "Do you still have the urge to kiss me?

"Yes, it is much stronger now, I don't know how long I can resist your charms."

"Just hush and kiss me." I did. It was a delightful kiss, sweet and gentle to start with then rapidly growing into a passionate open mouthed tongue swapping soul kiss." 

I gently pushed her back. She looked a bit dazed. I said, "Will you have dinner with me tonight?"

She smiled up at me, "You mean on a date? A real date?"

"Yes, a real date."

"Yes, you might not believe me, but this will be my first real date. Oh, I go out on business dates quite often, but they are business not pleasure. What shall I wear?"

"I know a place I think you will enjoy. It will be cooler tonight and the place is 'country casual' so wear jeans, a sweater or blouse, and a jacket or a blazer, and with high heeled boots. I know you need to wear heels."

"What time? Let me give you my address and phone numbers."

"How about six thirty?"

"Oh! I completely forgot about Ray, my driver. He is probably starved and dying of thirst by now."

"No! I had him taken to the servant's area to wait for you. They have a nice lounge with food and soft drinks where they can rest and relax, you can even rent small efficiency apartments in the basement of some buildings. I'll call for him now if you are ready to go home now." 

"Yes, please call him, but tell him not to hurry. I have the urge to kiss YOU now. I warn you, I can be a determined girl when I want something, and I want a kiss from you now!"

I, being a gentleman, obliged the sweet young lady in obvious distress. It was a very satisfactory kiss; however it left me wanting more. She pulled back and whispered, "Oh! That was exactly what I wanted." She looked puzzled, "What has happened to me? I never needed anyone's kisses before. Now I love your kisses." She looked up into my eyes, "Oh! It's YOU, YOUR kisses. I need to think about this." I turned and put in a call for her driver, Ray.

I rang her door bell at fifteen minutes after six. She grinned when she answered the door, "I knew you would be early, so I am ready, how do I look?" She turned slowly for me. She wore high heeled brown boots. What appeared to be black tights were tucked in the tops of the boots. The tights fit her like a second skin and displayed an absolutely perfect little ass. She had on a white turtle necked sweater and a short red leather jacket. Her long black hair was in a high ponytail. Damn, she looked elegant; I told her so and remarked that I thought she would look elegant and beautiful in an old flour sack. 

She looked me up and down. I wore jeans, a polo shirt and a blue blazer with loafers. She smiled, "Casually elegant too!" She picked up a large canvas hand bag and said she was ready. I asked her if she had been to The Yearling Restaurant and she said she had heard of it but had never been. I told her it was a rustic 'old Florida' Restaurant near Cross Creek, the old home of Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, author of the novel "The Yearling", later made into a movie of the same name. She asked if that was the movie about a boy and a deer. I assured her she was correct.

Suzy enjoyed the meal and the casual ambience of the old restaurant. She was adventurous and tried a platter of local delicacies she had never eaten before. She had frog legs, venison, cooter (a fresh-water soft-shelled turtle), alligator, and soft-shelled crabs. She liked everything. After dinner she wanted to see the condo and the Club after dark. 

The whole compound is lovely at night, much of the vegetation, especially the huge old oak trees, is illuminated by soft lights. We checked in through the gate and I parked in the garage and took my golf cart to the Club. We parked and went in by the pool. Several people were in the pool and more were at the outdoor bar. I told her the pool was heated and quite comfortable at night even during cold weather. She said she would love to try it some night.

Being a Friday night there was live music at the Club. A good sized group of people were there and many of them were dancing. We found a table and ordered drinks. She asked about brandy, she said she loved a brandy after dinner. I ordered a sampler tray of house brandies. There were four snifters on the tray, I nodded for the waitress to place the tray in front of Sue. She took the first snifter in her hands to warm it. She gently swirled it as we talked about our dinner at the Yearling. After a few moments she raised the bulbous goblet and tilted it, checking the color and clarity of the liquid. She then tasted it and looked at me. Sue smiled, "This is an excellent brandy, it must be very expensive, I buy the best I can find and it doesn't compare to this."


The Condos



"All of these are each a little different." I smiled like a proud papa, "These are our own brandies from grapes from our own vineyard. It is made from our own wine. Usually from wine that doesn't meet our standards. We distill it right here and age it in oak for years. The vineyard, the winery and the distillery were here for years before I build the Condos. We do not sell any to the public. The condo owners buy the brandy here for $35 a pint and up according to age. No one complains about the price. I believe that is five year old brandy you just tasted, the other brandies on the tray are much older I would love to have you try to tell which is the oldest. See if you can place them on the table in the order of age."

She grinned, "I like this game," She placed the first snifter on the table and sipped a little water. She repeated her tasting with the other three glasses of brandy. When she was finished she changed the order of one glass then looked up at me with a sweet smile that tingled to my toes.

I said, "Place the glasses in order according to the little number on the bottom of the stem. She checked each snifter and replaced them on the table in the same order. I smiled delightedly, "Perfect, you are really a brandy connoisseur as well as being absolutely gorgeous in every way."

She was leaning back in her chair with her eyes half closed and a smile on her lovely face. Her hand was on my arm. She opened her eyes and her smile widened, "I love this, a magnificent brandy, a very handsome companion, soft sweet music, and a full tummy. It can't get any better than this."

"Oh yes it can."

She looked at me, "How? I just had four of the best brandies I have ever tasted. "

"You could be sexually and romantically fulfilled, along with the other things. That is the ultimate."

"Do you feel that way often?"

"No, some part, usually the last part, is always missing."

Suzy smiled, "Could you show me how it feels?"

"Yes, I know I can."

"Let's go."

I led her to the golf cart and we were in my garage a few seconds later. She asked me to get her bag from the car. We were in my condo in a minute,

She flowed into my arms, kissed me and then said, "Show me to your bedroom, Chucky, please." I didn't get pissed off. For the first time in my life I loved the sound of that name.

I carried her to my bedroom. As we entered the lights came on bright, then dimmed. I placed her on my bed and she asked, "Do the lights come on by themselves?"

"Yes, your condo is the same, you can program it so the lights, radio or TV, the air or heat come on when you enter any room and shut off when you leave."

She grinned, "I love it."

I started undressing, and I said, "Master bedroom, dim lights more." The lights dimmed. I saw she was undressing too. I watched as she pulled the turtle neck over her head. Suzy unzipped the boots and pulled them off. She stood and wiggled the tights down over her hips and ass, cute! She walked over and picked up her handbag and walked on her toes to the bath room.

I got in the bed and waited, I turned the light control back up a notch. A few minutes later she walked out of the bathroom. She was beautiful; she had changed to a baby doll night gown. Her hair was down and flowed over her breasts and almost reached her waist. She crawled up next to me and slipped under the covers. She kissed me and ran her hands over my chest. It was a sweet gentle kiss. I loved it. 

I continued the kiss and rolled her gently onto her back and pulled on one end of the ribbon holding the sheer top together so my hands could explore her body. Her breasts were firm but soft but her nipples grew hard and erect. I plopped my lips over her left nipple and gently sucked. Her soft moan was my reward. I lifted and kissed her lips again before trying the right nipple. It was already stiff and firm. I nipped it very gently with my teeth, She pulled my head harder to her breast and moaned louder. While I played with her nipples I let my right hand caress her tummy and then slip down over her clean shaven mound. I traced her slit with my forefinger and heard her suck her breath in sharply. She murmured softly, "Oooo, that feels so good. I love it."

I let my finger slip deeper in her slit then pulled upward and felt the little lump of her clitoris, but I didn't stop there. Suzy was purring now between moans. I petted and played with her sweet pussy. I lifted and kissed her lips again then moved between her wide spread legs. I ran the tip of my tongue slowly up her slit. Then I went harder and deeper with my tongue flat. She was holding my head with both hands now, forcing my mouth harder against her pussy and pushing her puss up against my mouth. I spread her inner lips with my finger tips and lapped at the inner surfaces of her cunt. I kept that up for a few minutes then inserted two fingers into her vaginal tract. She was getting very wet now. I leaned my head against her thigh and lapped softly and gently at the clit with my tongue. Every now and then I would suck the whole clit into my lips as far as I could without causing pain. Suddenly she screamed, "Chucky, do me! Do me NOW, I need you inside me NOW. Right now!" 

I raised myself and moved up over her body until I was in position; my cock was bumping her cunt. Her hand beat my hand to guide his head to her opening. She was wet, slippery and tight. I slid right in to the hilt. She was a very snug fit. Her arms moved down, caressing my sides, her hands grabbed my ass and pulled my hips tighter to her body. I didn't want to cause her the slightest pain so I didn't move at all for a couple of minutes. Then I eased slowly out until only the head was inside her. I slowly thrust back inside her. It was all I could do to keep from slamming in and out as fast as I could. I didn't want to cum too soon. I was afraid I would hurt or scare her because she was tighter than anyone I had before. If she wasn't so damned slippery it would have been very painful for me.

Then I heard my lover whisper, "Faster and harder please, .. .. .. Oh! Yes! Just like that, Oh! This is wonderful, I love it, love it, love it. Yes I really love it." I continued stroking in and out and felt the pressure building in my cock. Sue felt like she was having a continuous orgasm now. She was jerking and rolling her head back and forth, her hands were on my ass pulling me into her harder and harder. I realized I didn't know if she was on the pill or anything, so I asked her where she wanted me to cum. She looked confused so I pulled out and grabbed my cock and gave it one stroke and it exploded, the first shot landing on her chest, then the next three or four hit on her belly. I managed to roll over beside her, she didn't move for a moment then she turned and softly kissed my lips. She stopped and looked at me for a long time. A slow smile built on her face and then she said, "You were right, this is the best I have ever felt in my whole life. Thank you so much for making love to me. I will never forget this night."

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her again then said, "Sweetheart, it doesn't have to end now. We have all night to make love. We can rest for a while then make love again, it will get better and better as we learn to please each other." She lifted her head, "I didn't do anything, did I please you at all."

"Yes you did do something, you responded to everything I did, no one has ever pleased me more."

She looked into my eyes, "Do you think it is too soon for me to think I have fallen in love with you?"

"No, I don't think so because I think I feel the same way about you."

She looked at me again, "I would like to talk to my daughter, Annamarie, we promised each other we would the first to tell the other if something like this happened. I never thought I would be the first one to feel this way. I didn't think it could happen to me."

"Do you want to talk to her privately? I can go in the kitchen and make us some coffee."

"No. I never want to have secrets from you."

"You can call on my speaker phone from right where you are."

"OK, what do I do?"

I said, "Computer, open the telephone land line on the speaker. Stand by for the number to be called." I looked at Suzy and nodded. She smiled and gave the number. We heard the phone ringing. A sweet feminine voice said, "Hello, this is the Carter residence."

"Hi, Honey, how are you tonight?"

"Oh! It's you Momma, I didn't recognize the number on the Caller ID."

"Honey, guess what? I bought the Condo I was telling you about, but that is not the best thing that happened."

"Wonderful Momma, what else happened?"

"I think I have fallen in love."

"WHAT?"

"Oh! Sweetie, he is wonderful, handsome, strong and still gentle. I want you to come home and meet him as soon as you can."

"When did this all happen? Are you sure he is not just after your money?"

"I don't think money has entered either of our minds tonight. God, Sweetie I have never felt so content and satisfied in my whole life. It is so wonderful."

"Did you make love already?"

"Yes dear, I am still in bed with him. He can hear every thing we say. Say hello to Chuck Murphy."

"Hello Chuck Murphy! If you hurt my mother I will cut your heart out with a rusty knife."

"Annamarie, If I hurt your Momma you can castrate me first, with the same rusty knife."

"Oh! Momma he sounds really sexy. Do you have a computer with a Web-Cam so we can see each other?" 

I answered, "Yes, give us a few minutes to get on line. I guess we better get dressed first."

We heard a giggle, "You don't have to get dressed for me. I am not a prude."

Suzy, "Behave young lady! I am not about to do porn on the internet for your amusement. We will see you in a few."

I slipped on some shorts and Suzy put her gown on and we moved into my den and I fired up my computer. I turned on the camera and had Suzy sit beside me so we both were both in the picture. I entered Annamarie's address and a picture of a beautiful young black haired girl flashed onto the screen. She said, "I see you two, Momma, can you see me?"

"Yes Honey, we see you perfectly."

"Oh! Momma he is a real hunk, look at that chest and those arms. I'm glad you didn't get dressed." 

"Don't worry he has gym shorts on."

"Chuck, I really meant what I said about you hurting my Momma. Where are you guys now Momma?"

"We are in his condo. It is next door to the one I bought. He is the developer of the complex. He owns the eighty acres it sits on too."

"Wow! How did you guys meet?"

"Well Anna, your mother showed up just as I finished a two mile run and was all hot and sweaty. She was half an hour early and insisted I show her the apartment, that pissed me off and I told her she would have to wait until I changed. I was ready to blow my stack when I realized she was probably the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I gave in and showed her the condo. Does she win that way all the time?"

"Oh oh Mom, he caught on real quick didn't he."

"Annamarie Carter, you know I do not do that!"

"Bull, Momma, you know you get that haughty, snooty, beautiful, rich bitch, aura about you and trample all over any man that gets in your way. Did he cave right in?"

"NO. He was not impressed one bit as far as I could tell. He was cold, polite, and quite correct as he sat in his wet clothes and sold me the condo. About that time I realized he was the most attractive man I had ever seen. I made myself relax and we suddenly got along famously. He is handsome, strong as an ox, a much decorated Marine hero, retired because of wounds, he is witty, funny, sensitive and cares about those around him. He is much nicer than I am."

"Wow! Momma, does he have a son or a younger brother? I want one too!"

"Hon, I don't really know." She looked at me.

I said, "I was married, No kids, divorced, my brothers both died in wars. I am the last of my line of Murphys. Hopefully your mother will help me with that."

"MOMMA, did he just propose to you?"

"It sure sounded like he did." She looked at me.

"Hey, I guess I did. I was going to wait until tomorrow; I didn't want to rush things."

"Oh! Momma, he is cute isn't he. I don't think you should let him get away, go for it, go for the gold ring."

Sue looked into my eyes, "Yes, Dear, yes! I will marry you."

"Yeah! Congratulations, both of you. How do I get there? I will be there in the morning. Chuck, why don't you tear up momma's check and move her in with you right away?"

I looked at Sue and grinned, How about it?" She grinned at me then looked at the computer screen, "I love your idea Annie, hurry down in the morning for breakfast. Let Chuck tell you the best way to get here."

I found out where she lived in Gainesville, She said for me to give her the street address so she could enter it into her GPS Navigator. I told her that the Navigators were not up to date on our area so I gave her exact directions. She asked me what time I served breakfast. I told her eight o'clock would be good. I would leave instructions at the gate to let her in and the guard would call us when she entered so we could let her in the building.

Sue said, "I love you Annie and you are going to love Chuck. Good night Honey!"

"Good night Momma, and Momma you look happier than I have ever seen you look. You are just glowing. Is he that good in bed?"

"Annamarie Carter, I am going to paddle your little butt when I get my hands on you, young lady! Please do not embarrass me in front of my fiancée." Sue put her hand over my eyes. I could still see pretty well as she grinned and nodded vigorously."

Annie laughed, "Wonderful Momma. Try and get a little sleep tonight, OK." Her screen went blank.

I looked at her mother, "Race you to bed!"I didn't know the sweet little bitch could run so damned fast on her tippy toes.

Sue didn't jump right in the bed, she smiled waiting for me. I asked, "What are you waiting for, Lover, don't you want to make love again?"

"Yes, I want that very much, but I have something else I need to do first. I have noticed that you are limping more and more as the evening gets later. I want to look at your legs."

"OK, I guess that is why you are such a good administrator, nothing gets by you does it?"

"I hope I don't miss too much about the man I love. Take off your shorts and get in bed on your back."

I smiled sweetly, "Yes Momma."
 "Behave, I can paddle you too, you know."

She crawled up on the bed and sat by my legs. She looked closely at them. Her fingers traced each scar. She examined both legs. I felt hot tears drop on my legs. I couldn't see her face when she asked me to turn over but I did hear a sob. Her hands roamed all over the backs of my legs and up over my ass and lower back.

She said, "What are all these funny looking scars on your cute ass?"

"That's where they got the skin and meat to fill in the holes in my legs."

"Are you legs hurting now?"

"Some."

"Does massage help them?"

"I don't know. I haven't tried that."

She had me turn over again on to my back. I watched as she took my leg and lifted it, bending the knee. "Where does it hurt now, if it does?"

"It hurts from the top of my leg, at the back crease, by my ass, and down to the knee down the back of my leg." I felt her fingers pressing and probing, working slowly down the back of my thigh. Then she started again from the top, gently but firmly rolling the muscles back and forth as she moved down the leg.

She asked if that hurt. 

"Only a little when you press real hard." She lifted the other leg and repeated the procedure on the other leg. She asked the same questions and got the same answers. She lowered the leg. She looked at me. "Did you cool down slowly and stretch out your legs when you finished your run today?"

"NO, you distracted me and I forgot to do it."

"Honey, you of all people can't forget to do that. Your poor legs need all the help they can get. You need to get in a whirlpool tub with very hot water and gently stretch and exercise your legs."

"Will my hot tub work?"

"Oh yes! Come on let's go. Show me the way."

We went out on my patio and got in my hot tub. It is completely private and we went in nude. She talked me through a stretching exercise then massaged the backs of my legs. The pain was soon gone. I grabbed her and pulled her into my lap. I kissed her passionately. I gently cupped her breasts and softly kneaded them. "There, does that ease the pain in your tities?"

"Oh yes but I am very tense down between my legs." 

"What about a little massage down between your legs to stimulate the skin and relieve the tension Sweetie?"

"Ah yes, that sounds wonderful, perhaps a little rubbing and pressure from the inside would be helpful too."

"Here, sit on my lap facing me. Wait! Let me slide down a bit more. Yes, perfect. How does that feel, my sweet love? Try moving up and down some. Ah! Yes, just like that, maybe a little faster. Oh! That is purrrfect, mmmmmm." 

Sue leaned forward and kissed me as she worked up and down on my cock. I felt her shuddering and I asked if she was having an orgasm. 

"Boy, am I ever having one, one of the best one I have ever had. Oh yesssss, it feels so damned good. This is heavenly, do you like it?"

"Oh yeah! This could become habit forming. Move over here by this jet and let me enter you from behind so the jet hits both of us where we are joined together."

"Oh! Chucky! That feels amazing. Wow, what a sensation. No wonder people love these things. Ah! I felt you just cum inside me. That feels so good. I love it."

"Ah! Sue, Honey, are you on the pill or something?" 

"No dear, I am not on the pill and I am not protected in any way. I will be happy either way it turns out. How about you?"

"Hell yes! I would be delighted. Let's get married tomorrow."

She kissed me. "Maybe we had better wait until Monday, I don't think the Court House is open tomorrow or Sunday."

"Hey, I think you are right. I need to buy you a ring set tomorrow anyway."

"Oh! Chuck, I know this is just an erotic dream, please don't wake me up."

"I think we need to get out of this tub or we will both turn into prunes. I have warm towels in this warming cabinet over here. Here is one for you and one for me."

Sue and I tried to dry each other. It was difficult to do at the same time but we enjoyed it. We went back to my bed and snuggled and kissed and caressed each other until we fell asleep. 

The next thing I knew my phone was ringing. It was the gate house saying I had a visitor. Annamarie! Suzy was awake too and I quickly dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and went down in the elevator to let Annie in and welcome my new daughter. She was stunningly beautiful, she was almost a carbon copy of her mother. She had a couple of suitcases and I helped her carry them in.

Sue ran to kiss and hug her. Sue was wearing a shirt of mine that was way too big but looked cute as hell on her. I showed them to Ann's bedroom, it was actually a suite made of two bedrooms joined together, one room was a small living room with an easy chair, a desk, a couch and a large flat screen TV on the wall. One wall had a sliding glass door on to the patio. 

Annie hugged me, "This is perfect! I love it. Is that a hot tub over there. OH! Momma, are those your panties hanging on the side of the hot tub?"

"Yes dear, get used to it. Where ever he wants me is where I want him. We are thinking of getting married Monday."

Ann looked from one of us to the other, "What's the hurry, please just live together for a few months and make sure it is going to work. Then I want you guys to have a nice lovely wedding so I can be the Maid of Honor. Oh! Momma, are you on the pill?"

"No dear, I am not, and I don't plan on going on the pill any time soon. We discussed it and it is what we both want."




The Condos



Annie smiled, "Great, I'll baby sit any time. They make good money these days."

"Hey, your monthly allowance is more than I made in a year when I was your age."

"Yes it is and most of it goes into my savings account too."

I said, "Come on ladies I need my coffee. How about omelets for breakfast? I can do almost any kind you want, I like the Western omelet myself with peppers, onions, cheese, ham, and salsa."

Sue said they both loved a Western omelet so I got to work. I set Sue to chopping the veggies and gave Annie the eggs to break and beat. I got the pans ready and melted some butter in the microwave. When Sue was through I zapped the vegetables in the microwave to soften them a bit. I added a touch of cream to the eggs as Annie was beating them with a whisk.

I poured a bit of butter in each pan, let them heat up, then poured a third of the egg mix in each of the two pans. The veggies, the cheese, and the ham went on next. I took a fork, tilted the pans, I lifted the edges with the fork and let the liquid egg mix flow under the omelets. I did that all the way around the pans. When they were ready I stuck the pans under the broiler and watched as they bubbled up and then browned here and there. I took them out and slipped each omelet on a plate and placed them in front of the girls. I told them to go ahead and eat while I fixed mine. I hurried and put the jar of salsa and a bottle of hot sauce on the table. When my omelet was ready I put some salsa on it with a couple good shots of Hot Stuff, then folded it over and dug in. 

I looked at the girls, their plates were empty. "Did you like it?" I asked.

They both grinned and said I was now appointed the chief cook for the family. Annie smiled, "Now I know why Momma wants to marry you so fast."

Sue giggled, "No you don't. He has other wonderful talents you are just going to have to wonder about."

We cleaned up the kitchen and we took the golf cart and showed Annie around the whole compound. Actually there are two compounds, one within the other. The inner compound is walled and contains the condos and the tennis courts. The outer compound is fenced with eight foot tall barbed wire fences. Is much larger and holds the boating facilities, the distillery, winery and vineyard, stables and pastures as well as many acres of native oak forest.

Annie was excited about the stables. I explained that many of the residents had their own horses stabled there. We also had horses for rent. It was the same with the boats. We had rental boats but a number of residents had their own boats at the docks.

Annie hugged me and said, "This is totally awesome, I am going to love it here. Can I have some kids from school visit?"

I smiled, "Sure you can, if you get your grades up some."

Annie shook her head, "Boy, I can see it is going to be two against one."

"That is not how I see it girl, both of us are for you. For you making good grades so you can learn how to succeed in life, which is the most important thing you need to learn in college."

Both of the girls looked at me. Then they looked at each other. Sue smiled. Annie frowned, "What do you mean by that."

"Well, I know you are smart enough to get good grades if you apply yourself. All we can do is offer you the chance to succeed, you have to take that chance and do something with it. Your mother had a very slim chance at your age and she had to work and care for you while she worked and while she studied. She had no help, NONE. The first date she had in her whole life was last night. Yeah! Your Momma grabbed that slim chance with both hands, she did it so you could have this chance. Are you woman enough to take your chance and run with it?"

Both of them had tears running down their cheeks.

Sue put her arms around my neck and kissed me. Annie looked at her mother, "Momma, I am sorry, I promise I won't let you down."

Sue softly said, "No Honey, don't let YOURSELF down. I don't want you to have to struggle like I did, I want you to enjoy life too, just remember that your education has to come first. Everything else can wait until YOU are happy with your grades and you know in your heart you have done the very best you can do."

Annie smiled, "Momma I want to live here with you and Chuck. I promise I won't be underfoot all the time. I just miss you so damn much Momma that I can't concentrate on my studies. To be honest there are other distractions too, like parties every night next door or up stairs, lots of parties. Everyone wants me to go. It's only forty-five minutes to school from here."

Suzy answered, "I want you here too, that is why I was buying the condo next door. I guess you need to ask Chuck, it is his place."

I looked at each of the ladies. "Do you think having a sweet baby daughter living here would be a problem for me. I don't thinks so, she can fix me drinks, bring me the paper and my slippers every evening. We can cancel the maid service. Hey! That sounds real good to me!"

Annie didn't see Sue wink at me before she said, "It never hurt anyone to work their way through college."

Annie slowly thought about it, "I will probably only be able to do the serious cleaning on the weekends. I can do the dishes and stuff every day."

I grinned at Annie, "Baby girl, all I require from you is that you keep your own spaces clean, other than that the rule is 'If you mess it up, clean it up'."

Annie jumped up and ran to me. She jumped in my lap and kissed me on my lips, she giggled, "Thank you 'Daddy', Momma and I have always had that rule." She turned serious and looked in my eyes, "Can I call you 'Daddy', I have never had a Daddy before."

"I have never been a Daddy before. If your mother approves, I would be very honored if you wanted to call me Daddy."

Sue said, "Let's get one thing straight, get off his lap right now, using feminine charms and wiles to get your way is strictly reserved for my use. OK?"

"Aw Momma, can't I use them a little, that is what Daddies are for."

"OK, Sweetie, but in the case of daughters it is not a contact sport. Got it?"

Annie didn't move a muscle, she looked at me, "You know you are marrying a cold hearted bitch, don't you."

I grabbed Annie's shoulders and pushed her away a little, "You know that it is a daddy's duty to correct the manners of daughters who are disrespectful of their Mommas. I believe that is customarily done by a forceful spanking on the rear end. Is that the proper remedy my love?"

Suzy, giggled, "That sounds appropriate to me Dear, we must maintain discipline at all costs." I was still holding Annie and lifted and turned her across my knees.

Annie squirmed and I was having a tough time not laughing out loud I thought about pulling her jeans and panties down but I was not sure how that would be recieved. I swatted her gently one time and sternly said, "There that ought to teach her." I released her and she jumped up and cried, "Child abuse, child abuse!"

I laughed, "Hey babe! You are nineteen, you ain't a child, you are a sweet little bitch, just like your Momma."

Annie looked at her mother, "Momma, he is so damned sweet you need to drag him to the nearest preacher, JP, or Notary as fast as you can." 

Sue smiled at me, "Honey, I have known that ever since I first met him. Can you miss school Monday, we can do it then."

"Do what?"

"Drag you to a JP."

"Hey, girl, you don't have to drag me, I'll go willingly. But of more immediate concern is would my two girls like to go to the club for dinner and dancing tonight, they feature 'surf and turf' with Lobster tails and filet Mignon. They do a really good job on it too." Both girls raised their hands and yelled 'Yes'.

Sue looked at me. "I am going to call your bluff, Annie and I are going over to our place and get a load of clothes and bring them over here so I have something to wear. I'll call a mover Monday and have them move everything else. Do you have much room in your storage room?"

"Sure, it's virtually empty, plenty of room."

"Wonderful Dad, I only have a few things I want out of our old place and my place in Gainesville is rented furnished. I can bring everything from up there on my next trip."

Sue smiled at me, "You know Annie wants to get me alone so she can find out everything we did together."

"Will you tell her everything?"

"Not everything, most of it though, she tells me everything, I think she does anyway."

Annie giggled, "Of course I tell you everything, well, almost everything."

I shook my head, "Guys don't do that, my dad never asked about my sex life and I never told him anything about it. I don't remember ever talking to another guy about sex at all. It never occurred to me to do that."

Annie said, Momma, should we talk in front of him? Let him learn what we girls talk about?"

"No Dear, we would scare the hell out of him, he would be completely disillusioned about women. He would never look at another woman the same way again. He might decide we are too nasty to keep around." Sue got up and said she was going to put on what she had worn on our 'date'.

When she was gone Annie said, "Chuck, please don't get upset over our shenanigans, we are not used to having a male around. I have never seen my mother so happy, I have never seen her joke around with anyone the way she does with you. She is head over heel in love with you, you two are perfect together. Are sure you want me around underfoot all the time?'

"Well I think I am going to have to draw the line on you going on our honeymoon with us. Other than that I do not think it will bother us. I know your mother would not be happy being away from you for very long, she adores you. I have known from the start that you guys are a matched set. If I aim to have a happy wife I have to have a happy step-daughter too! Keeping you guys happy is now my number one job."

I heard a soft moan from behind me and turned to see Sue standing there. She shook her head, "Chuck is the sweetest man I have ever known, I just want to drag him back to bed every time I see him. Let's go girl, Let's take your car, I gave Ray the weekend off."

"Wait," I said, "Take my Escalade, it will carry more. I'll alert the gate and they will let you back in. I need to get you both over to the Security Office for your card and thumb prints when you get back. Are you sure you don't want me to go with you to carry heavy stuff," 

"Would you do that?"

"Sure, I want to stop by 'Miller's', that large jewelry store in the Paddock Mall in Ocala. I need to get a ring on Sue's finger."

They looked at each other and giggled, they each took an arm and headed for the door. Then Annie stopped, "Have you got your bank card or your check book?" 

"No, I'm ok. I have eleven dollars and forty seven cents. That ought to do it."

Annie said, "Get real Chuck, you need lots of money."

Sue squeezed my arm, "No, that is fine with me. Plastic or a cigar band will do it for me as long as it is legal." I turned and kissed her cheek. We were on our way very soon. I parked as near to the Jewelry Store as I could.

We entered the store and a sales person rushed over and said, "Good afternoon Mr. Murphy. Would you like to see Mr. Miller?"

"Yes, that would be fine."

He went to a desk behind the counter and spoke on a phone. 

A door in the back opened and a huge man hurried out. "Chuck, how are you, to what due I owe the pleasure of your company?" He was looking at my ladies as he approached us. 

"Irving, my friend, meet Suzy and Annie Carter. We want to see your best engagement and wedding ring sets."

He smiled and brought out a ring sizing kit. "Which sister is it for?" Sue smiled and held out her left hand. He measured her finger and said, "Six and a half." He turned and walked to the salesman and talked quietly to him for a minute, then he looked at us, "Would you care to set in my office while you pick something out. It is much more private and comfortable than here in the store." We sat around a small table when the salesman brought a case from the safe and handed it to Irving. He glanced at me and I nodded, he pushed the open case in front of Suzy and said, "Miss Susan, please pick out the ring you like the best."

Suzy picked up a ring and examined it, she replaced it in the case. She did the same thing with half a dozen rings. Then she picked up one of the rings she had looked at before, she held it up to the light looking at it very carefully. She put it on her finger and held her hand at arm's length, she hesitated, then replaced the ring. She looked at me and smiled. She reached out and picked up the first ring she had examined. She smiled at me again and handed the ring to Irving and said, "I like this ring the best, but I will love any ring Chuck puts on my finger."

I looked at Irving, "We will take that set. It looks good on her." 

"Right Chuck, now tell me how she did that."

Irving looked at Sue, "Are you a gemologist? You picked out the best ring in the case."

"Oh! No! I'll pick out another one."

Irving chuckled, "NO, girl, Chuck and I had a bet, he said you have a super talent for picking out the best in any group of items. We bet you would pick out the most expensive ring in the case. He bet me double or nothing that you would pick out the best ring. I lost. There will be no charge for the ring, incidentally, that is an eight carat center diamond, with four carats of baguettes on the sides. A really lovely set. Congratulations Miss Carter." 

I said, "Irving, I can't hold you to that bet, it is too much."

"The hell you won't, I would have gleefully taken double the money for the ring, you won fair and square. Besides I paid wholesale for the ring, I would have charged you double retail."

I laughed, "Irving you are a real sport, I will remember to specify all the details when we bet again." I turned to Sue and slipped the ring on her the tip of her finger, "Dear Lady, I love you, will you marry me?"

"Yes, my love, I will marry you."

I slipped the ring all the way on her finger.

Annie hugged her mother and kissed her. "Ok Momma, You have him hooked. Now let's go get our stuff and move in on him so he can't change his mind."

Irving said, "Before you go Miss Sue, are you really this girl's mother, You are not more than a couple of years older than she is."

Sue walked to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Yes, she is my daughter. You can get married at six years of age in China."

We all laughed as we got in my SUV and headed for their apartment.

We were home and they had all their clothing put away in short order. We sat and talked for a bit and all admired her engagement ring. Sue looked at me, "Damn, I can't believe you got this ring for nothing. I would guess it would retail for a quarter of a million dollars. It is exquisite, I truly love it."

"I am the lucky one, I was planning to spend twice that much."

Anna said, "Hey, since you saved all that money you can afford to take Momma and I shopping at some of the trendy shops in Ocala. Right?"

"I think I could do that. But how are you going to find the time between your studies and doing a major house cleaning tomorrow?"

Annie looked so disappointed , I said, "I'll tell you what Annie, you can wait to start the cleaning because the regular cleaning service will be here anyway." I looked over at Sue, I saw her admiring the new ring on her finger. She had been doing that all afternoon. I nodded to Annie and she saw what Suzy was doing and grinned at me.

Annie said, "Chuck, I don't think Momma likes her ring, she keeps looking at it so it must not please her."

"WHAT! I LOVE my ring, I can't help looking at it. It means more to me than anything I have ever had. It is a symbol that Chuck and I belong to each other, now and forever. I'll never take it off."
 "Do the two of you really need to go shopping today? If you do we need to go soon so we get back in time for dinner at the club."

The ladies looked at each other, Suzy said, "Thank you dear but we are both fine with clothes. Now if there were a big sale on somewhere we would ABSOLUTLY have to go. We both love to shop, tonight I just want to be with you, dinner and dancing will satisfy part of that need."

Annie asked, "Are there any guys at the club who are my age?"

"Well Sweetie, there are fifty or sixty young adults who either live here full time or who are just here on weekends. How many will be there tonight, I can only guess, but I think about half of them will be there. I know of five or six who commute to UF every day, maybe you can car pool with some of them if you want."

Dinner was excellent and we stayed for a little dancing. Both girls were approached by a large number of handsome young men who wanted to dance. Annie danced almost every dance and seemed to have a wonderful time. Sue turned down every man who asked except me. We danced all the dreamy slow numbers. Sue didn't know how to do the fast numbers very well, at least that is what she told me. Annie later told me she knew all the fast numbers, she just wanted to cuddle with me.

Annie danced with one guy about six times. Sue and I were about ready to go home, Annie said she wanted to dance some more, I told her not to be too late and to ring the doorbell when she wanted to come in. I laughed and told her that if she rang the bell when Sue and I were busy, she might have to wait an hour or so before we were through.

Annie snickered, "A hour or more? He is exaggerating a whole bunch, isn't he momma?"

Sue looked at her, "No, I think that is about how long we make love each time. I really don't know if that is a long time or not, I just think it is perfect for me. That doesn't include foreplay of course."

"Momma! That is super long, Wow!"

"How do you know that, Annie?" asked Suzy.

"Ah, er, ungh, that's what I hear, from the other girls."

I had to laugh, "Sue, I think there may be a few things she hasn't mentioned to you." 

Sue looked at her daughter, "Is that true honey? Have you lost your virginity?"

Annie hung her head then looked at her Mother, "Yes Mom, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you. I had too much to drink one time and after that it didn't seem to be that important anymore."

Sue got up and walked to look out the front window, a group of old oak trees were illuminated from below, the light grey Spanish moss standing out against the darker canopies of leaves above. It made for a surreal vista. I followed Sue and gently hugged her, "Honey, I think you already suspected she was no longer a virgin didn't you?"

She looked up into my eyes, "Yes, I think I knew, I just never thought she would hide something like that from me. I trusted her completely. I feel disappointed and a little hurt that she didn't tell me." She searched my face for an answer.

I smiled at her gently, "Honey, I have a thought or two if you would like to hear them."

"Yes, I want to know how you feel about this."

"Sue, Honey, I don't know you guys too well, but I would stake my life on this, Annie would not hesitate one second to give her life to save yours. She loves her Momma dearly. You have to know that. I get the feeling that Annie was not impressed with her sexual adventures. I think she was hurt and did not enjoy it at all. I believe Annie was disappointed and unimpressed by her first tries at heterosexual sex. I think she hesitated to tell you because she wanted so much to love it and was heart broken that she didn't like it. I think it is important for you to explain what went wrong, why she didn't enjoy it."

Sue looked at Annie, "Is he right?"

Annie bowed her head, "Yes, he is exactly right. They hurt me and I didn't like it at all."

I motioned for Annie to come over to where we stood. I pulled her into a hug with her mother and I. I held both of them tight and kissed both of their foreheads, then I said, "Annie your mother loves you more than anything in this world, I don't think she is upset as much by the fact that you didn't tell her as she is by the fact that you hated one of the great joys of a woman's life. We need to find out what went wrong. I take it that these were all young men between 19 and 22 years old." Annie nodded her head. I continued, "I think it is safe to assume they were all very inexperienced at sex too, right?"




The Conductor



Svetomir tapped his baton impatiently on the side of the large wooden music stand before him. Silence. He reveled in this moment, when all eyes were turned to him, bows poised, spindly fingers stretched on keys and strings, breaths held. And then, with the downbeat of his hands, the explosion of music. He lead them all; they hung on his every movement: from the wide expansive spread of his arms to the slightest rise of his eyebrows. He was their conductor and he conducted them well, because he loved them all – all they gave to him and to music.

It had been a wonderful rehearsal. The last before their opening night. Spirits were high at the small get-together at Svet’s hotel suite afterwards. The musicians sipped their red wine, nibbled on cheese and crackers and chattered away about how much they enjoyed the Brahms and how well prepared they felt now: ready for tomorrow’s triumph! But they needed to be well-rested for their premiere so one by one they started heading back to their rooms in the luxurious hotel where they were staying in Svet’s native Rijeka on the Dalmatian coast. To be invited back to his home town after years of living in San Francisco was an honor he never expected, but one that filled him with pride. Not only would he lead his orchestra, he would lead his whole town in the majesty of music! 

Svet swept the graying strand of hair that had escaped his small ponytail out of his eyes and surveyed the room. Only Twyla and Leila had lingered behind and were standing by the table with the remnants of the brie and camembert now oozing onto the pink linen tablecloth over the edge of the crystal cheese platter. Their faces were magically illuminated by the flickering light of the candles in the silver candelabras, their hands cradling their oversized wineglasses, their mouths chattering away, their lithe bodies swaying slightly to the cool jazz music Svet had playing on the CD player, proving that classical musicians can also get into more upbeat types of music. 

Twyla and Leila. His two favorites. Twyla, his first violin and lover of long ago when they were just students at the conservatory in LA. American-born, yet her dark hair and eyes betraying her Italian descent.  He let his gaze travel over her long brown wavy hair piled high on her head, a few errant strands curliquing around the long neck that he had kissed so many times, the swell of her small round breasts that had once filled his hands, just visible from the plunge in her tailored close-fitting, button-down dress, her long black-stockinged legs in those high pumps that defined her calf muscles, the calves he had felt wrapped around his neck so long ago. The attentive musician he knew she was now and the attentive lover she had been back then merged in his mind. 

And Leila. The sensitive Russian cellist. Her long dark blonde curly locks cascading around her shoulders, falling gracefully on her full bosom held pendulant by the white lacy bra peeking from beneath the slightly opaque white short-sleeved blouse, her graceful, freckled arms gesturing as she spoke to her friend. Clad in black slacks that outlined her small round buttocks, Svet could only guess at her legs, but knew they must be wonderful. He had wondered about Leila many a time, wondered how open she might be to his advances, but had always held off due to her shy composure.

Svet sauntered over to the women and jovially put his arms around both of them and looking down at them with his piercing blue eyes, the little soul patch of gray hair beneath his lower lip becoming more pronounced as his lips spread into a smile and asked, “How are my two lovely ladies tonight?” They both beamed up at him and spontaneously kissed him on either cheek while he squeezed them into him, bringing them so close together that their chests were almost touching. “Mmm! What a lucky man I am! To be on ze receiving end of all zis attention!” he chuckled.

	“Anything for our dear Maestro!” Twyla and Leila chimed almost in unison.

	“Not tired tonight?”

	“Oh, we’re too excited to be tired,” said Twyla and she nuzzled Svet’s neck. Though they hadn’t been lovers for a long time, they could still be comfortably affectionate with each other. Svet now started swaying along with them to the music (“Body and Soul”, wasn’t it? In E flat minor? How appropriate!) and he closed his eyes and held the two women closer and lost himself in the melody, the deep throbbing bass, the mellow sax. He slowly realized that now all three of them had their arms around each other and were swaying together. Twyla nuzzled his neck even more and as he shifted his weight from one leg to the other, he felt her pointed tongue give him a teasing lick beneath his earlobe. Shiver down his left arm. He turned his head to her at this invitation, and while he still held Leila close to his chest with his right arm, he planted a kiss on Twyla’s upturned lips. He meant it to be a somewhat innocent kiss, just lips pressed together, but Twyla was yet again one step ahead of him and  traced the slit between his lips with the tip of her tongue: leading, as she always had the tendency to do when they were rehearsing. This time he didn’t tell her to slow down; he picked up on her cue and let the tip of his fleetingly meet hers. He felt and heard her give a coy little sigh and dipped deeper, all the time the three of them swaying to the music. 

He realized, as his and Twyla’s tongues began to dance together, that Leila’s delicate fingers were gently caressing his elbow through his shirt and was angelically resting her head against his chest as his kiss with Twyla became harder and more urgent. Such passion on one side and such gentle sweetness on the other. As Twyla directed her snaking tongue to his ear again, he turned his face to Leila and looked down as she ’innocently’ turned her face up to him, her lips slightly parted, glistening with invitation. Their lips came together, not with the familiar brashness of Twyla’s kiss, but with hesitation and tentativeness, with buzzing expectancy and her lips were like soft cushions where he wanted to rest his own lips. Suddenly he felt an addition to his soft kiss with Leila and found that it was Twyla’s tongue, darting into both their mouths. Three tongues now, dancing together twirling, gliding, lips nibbled, corners tickled.  

Despite the incredibly filling sensation, he pulled away slightly and let them explore each other’s mouths. How beautiful they were, these two exquisite artists delighting in each other’s kiss in the flickering candlelight. To lead them in their voyage of discovery, that’s what he’d do: show them all the riffs and melodies 

He caressed their heads as they continued to twirl their tongues together more greedily by the second, their chests now heaving against each other, their nipples grazing against each other through the thin material of their garments. Svet reached up and gently caressed the side of their breasts lightly rubbing Twyla’s small firm perky left one with the small brown nipple he knew to be beneath the black dress against Leila’s right large round pink one he could see peeking from atop her lacy bra under her white blouse. In a decisive move, he swung round and stood behind Leila, taking both her full heavy breasts in his long supple hands and rubbed both her nipples more insistently against Twyla’s. He felt the groan of pleasure start from her gut. The two women were both rocking more intensely now, their hips gyrating against each other, listening to more than just the rhythm of the jazz music. Svet gently rolled Leila’s nipples between thumb and forefinger and felt her jerk at the jolt, then pinched Twyla’s too. Pushing the women closer together with his body, he took both pairs of joined nipples in his fingers and kneaded them together, their moans, more insistent  now, their hips grinding more urgently. He was going to lead them to ultimate ecstasy. Conduct them in the most beautiful music. He was their Maestro. 

He  started to unbutton Leila’s feminine blouse, pulling her lacy white bra down, letting her heavy breasts spill over the top, exposing her freckled bosom to her female partner. He reached over and took Twyla’s hands by her thin wrists and placed them on her co-musician’s swelling chest. He watched as Twyla closed her eyes and leaned  her head back at the delight in feeling her friend’s breasts fill her hands. Svet reached round Leila and rather roughly yanked the top of Twyla’s black dress open. She was wearing no bra, and her pert breasts bounced into the air. He placed Leila's shell-like hands on Twyla’s pretty little tits. A harmonious chord was struck in Svet’s mind as he swayed there with them, Leila’s head leaning back against his shoulders, Twyla’s flung back too,  their chests exposed, their hands softly caressing each other’s bosoms. Then Twyla could resist no longer, and before Svet could instruct her, she  buried her face in Leila’s cleavage. Greedily she squeezed Leila’s breasts together and sucked hungrily on her huge pink nipples.

Svet stood fast, bracing himself against the force of Twyla’s feeding, held Leila to the spot, and felt his cock, now hard as his baton, nestle in the crack between Leila's beautiful buttocks.  He looked over Leila’s shoulder down at  the crown of Twyla’s dark head nuzzling between these two mountainous mounds of freckled flesh that he held to her mouth and occasionally got a flash of her white teeth as they nibbled the hard protruding nipples, her unabashed slurps and moans making him even harder. She was so hungry! Svet slid his hands round Leila’s pelvis and started to unzip her tight-fitting slacks, slipping his hand down, over her white lacy panties, feeling the heat emanating from her crotch, soaking the white lace, bunching it up in the folds of her sweet little muff. Leila was lost in a world of ecstasy. Pressing her pubis against Svet’s hand, massaging Twyla’s tits while her friend  mashed her breasts together and sucked back and forth, first on one nipple then on the other. Svet ran his hands over Leila’s small round buttocks, under her pants and slowly pulled them down with the back of his hands while running his palms over the legs he had lusted after earlier. So smooth they were, yet so hard and muscular. As he squatted down, he encircled one slender ankle in forefinger and thumb and picked it up slightly off the carpeted floor and made it step out of her pant leg, then likewise with the other so he could toss the unneeded pants onto the baby grand in the corner. Then Svet slowly stood up again from his squatting position, running his hands along the insides of Leila’s thighs as he did. As they came closer to her crotch, he could feel the soft insides of her thighs smeared with her juices. He wondered to himself if this was Leila’s first sexual encounter with a woman her passivity for the moment seemed to show that it was, though she was evidently enjoying herself. As for Twyla, Svet had no doubt that, because of her sexual adventurousness, even back in their student days, and because she was licking and sucking with such gusto, it was definitely not her first time. 

When Svet was standing again, clasping Leila from behind, gently pressing his hardness between her pantied cheeks and massaging her nubby little clit through the lace, he looked over Leila’s shoulder at Twyla, who lifted her face, slick with her own saliva, and beamed at Svet as if to thank him for where he was taking them. He had seen this expression before on Twyla’s face, when she was in the throes of the music she loved, swept along by its beauty and passion and now here was another passion taking her on a wondrous journey. Twyla leaned into Leila and kissed Svet gratefully over her friend’s shoulder. As Svet returned the kiss, he ripped open the rest of Twyla’s dress with a jerk, sending buttons flying, startling her momentarily, and then seeing the smile spread over her face again as she stepped back slightly and let the dress drop to the floor. There Twyla stood, in nothing but her thigh-high lacy-topped black stockings and her black pumps. No panties. Svet hadn’t expected to see any. He knew that Twyla had never been able to bear the confinement of panties. Svet had always adored her furry black protrusive mound and couldn’t wait to catch sight once more of her dark fleshy labia hidden below that triangular thatch.

Svet started to take steps backwards to the black plush couch he knew was behind him and made Leila follow his steps as he held her firmly against him. Twyla, with a sly smirk on her face, followed. He sat down on the couch, his back supported by the arm rest, still clothed in his dress pants but his shirt now unbuttoned and guided the naked Leila, except for soaked panties and pulled-down bra, to sit between his legs and lean back against his chest. He buried his nose in her thick blonde locks, while he coaxed her legs open with his hands on her bent knees. He glanced up at Twyla, now kneeling at the other end of the couch, licking her lips, just waiting to dive between her delectable darling’s thighs. Svet pulled Leila’s panty crotch, now slick with juice, over to one side and exposed her blonde mound and her gorgeous pink clit, glistening in the candlelight, presenting it as a gift to Twyla.

Twyla was most appreciative of her gift. She dove down between Leila’s thighs, buried her face in the blonde mound and licked the length of the folds with her talented tongue. Svet was mesmerized as he watched Twyla from his advantageous vantage point dart her tongue into the neat folds of Leila’s wet  pussy,  then suck furiously on the pink clit while she slipped one and then two fingers into the slick hole. Leila bucked and moaned and writhed against Svet, pushing back hard against him while he fondled her big breasts and teased and pinched those wonderful nipples. He also had a fantastic view of Twyla’s arched back and her beautiful pear-shaped ass grinding against the air. Svet was finding it increasingly difficult to keep himself from ripping off his own pants and plunging his cock into them. But which to choose first? MMMMMmmm both so delicious. For now he let it suffice that the small of Leila’s back was rubbing against the tip of his cock peeking from the top of his trousers waistband and that her upper back was rubbing against the fur of his bare chest. He was witness to this beautiful sight of two gorgeous women delighting in each other and that was enough for now.

Svet eased himself out from under Leila, let her lie against the cushioned arm rest, her eyes closed, head thrown back and her right hand rubbing her pink clit frantically as Twyla lapped at her labia and thrust her fingers into her. He stood there opposite them, watching them for the longest time, delighting in the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, and hardly realizing what he was doing, he unbuttoned his fly and drew his cock out of his pants. The hardness of it surprised even himself as his right hand closed round his length. The bulbous purple head was oozing with pre-cum. He massaged his shaft firmly yet gently, aching with lust, but wanting to delay satisfaction as long as possible. He wanted to lead them.

Svet went over and sat down at the baby grand piano and kicked off his pants. His cock bobbed against the black lacquered edge of the keyboard. He ran his fingers over the keys and started to play as he watched his two beautiful women writhing on the plushy couch. It was not a piece he knew, but it was a song for them, emanating from their bodies, flowing into his fingertips and then back to them. The notes were slow and melodious at first and he could see Twyla start to feel the strains and move her body in time. 

Then Leila, unexpectedly, wanting to participate too, sat up slightly, ripped off her soaked panties, reached up over to Twyla’s thigh and pulled her round and positioned her meaty pussy over her pert little mouth. As Svet’s music built in intensity, Leila became more courageous and licked Twyla’s pussy lips in perfect time to the beat. Oh did they love each other’s cunts and did he love them too! Leila was practically growling now and she slurped and lapped at Twyla’s fleshiness and Leila of course continued to flick Leila’s clit with her pointy tongue as she buried yet another finger into Leila’s tight little mound. As Svet put more strength into the left hand bass chords, the violin and cello soared to higher and higher pitches. Their squeals were driving him on and he played with a passion he had never before experienced. By now he was pounding with all his might on the keys and the strings of his instruments were taut and tight and screaming in ecstasy. Svet played and watched as the women  buried their faces into each other’s pussies and ground against each other with every bit of their being, until the final release, the screaming of strings, the tossing of heads, the cries and then, slowly, the relaxing of muscles, of spindly fingers – the notes slower now to underscore their heavy panting, their heaving chests,  the expressions of content on their glistening faces. 

Svet stood up,  took the few steps over to the couch again and he could feel the heaviness of his baton waving in front of him. Their sighs of satiation the sweetest music to his ears, while he  grabbed hold of his cock again and moved his fist up and down its veiny ridges, the head disappearing and then reemerging again from within his firm grasp. Twyla lifted her head for a moment from where it was resting on Leila’s thigh, her face shining with Leila’s juices, and smiled at him approvingly. He smiled back at her while he continued to massage his engorged cock,  a cock engorged with music and lust. Twyla’s licked her lips invitingly and Svet brought his cock over to her mouth. Twyla immediately slurped the precum off and slipped the head into her mouth, twirled her tongue around the bulbous head and applied just the right amount of suction. “OhOne of your many talents, Twyla,” Svet said with a lilt of amusement and pulled the prize from Twyla’s mouth. 

He moved round behind Twyla’s gorgeous ass still imperceptibly gyrating and viewed her dark meaty pussy slick with moisture, her juices dripping down her thighs onto Leila’s flushed and sweaty face. “I must have zis,” Svet growled more seriously now and he grabbed Twyla’s ample ass in his strong hands, carefully positioned the tip of his thick cock at the glistening opening and rammed into her, just the way he knew she loved it. Twyla squealed and bore down on him. Oh it was so warm and slick! A few strokes only though. He pulled out and now fucked his fist with Twyla’s juices making it all the more slippery.

He had to have more. Svet slid into her slit more slowly now than before, while sinking his fingers into her curved hips. Twyla moaned, “Ram it in, Svet, fuck me hard,” and Svet pushed harder. Leila seemed to just realize what was going on just centimeters from her face and let Twyla rub her swollen clit against her pointy chin while she herself lapped at Svet’s balls. “Oh god, follow my baton,” Svet gasped not quite inaudibly. The two women moaned in response and started gyrating harder. Leila rolled Svet’s balls into her warm mouth, tonguing the vein on the sac that she could feel bulging in her mouth, as she tweaked Twyla’s tits and ground her pussy against Twyla’s mouth. 

“I love fucking your puuussy, Twyla,” Svet murmured, his Slavic accent becoming more pronounced now, “but I have to have a taste of Leila’s delicious puuussy too.” As if on cue, Twyla sat up on the couch, gently pulled Leila to a sitting position too. She shifted Leila up onto her lap, leaned her back against her and with Leila’s slim bare legs draped over her still stockinged ones, she spread both their thighs together and offered their neatly stacked pussies to Svet. “Here you are, Maestro. Anything for you” Twyla rasped huskily with a sly smile. Svet kneeled on the carpeted floor between their legs. How beautiful these pussies were, one above the other, blonde and black, pink and wine-red, Vivaldi and Wagner, Tschaikovsky and Beethoven For him, open, ready for the taking. He inhaled their intoxicating scents, distinct yet mingling. Twyla’s muskier, heavier; Leila’s more flowery, lighter: both so enticing. Lick. From one to the other, the tastes mingling now too. Strong salty Twyla to light honeyed Leila. Another Lick. Mmmm. Now to fuck. No, no Twyla, it’s Leila’s turn. You can play with her tits, flick her clit, but I’m going to have some of this sweet pink pussy here. Still kneeling, Svet grabbed his cock with his right hand and rubbed the tip up and down both women’s set of lips, making them wonder where he was going to insert it, even though he had stated it was Leila’s turn. Svet even teased Twyla by letting his tip push into her just a bit but then he quickly pulled out and brought it to Leila’s opening  and then holding firmly onto her slim hips pushed ever so slowly into her tight pussy. Oh god So tight so warm Clasping his cock so good push push a little pull out not all the way! push a little more a little deeperNow for a little bit of Twyla mmmmm slick, slides in so good, so deep, so easy delicious moan fuck more Leila nowI want to fuck this moreyes harder Deepernow! Yes pound!!! Aaaaahhhh ohhh baby what a beautiful pussy oh,  spread those legs give me more I’m fucking you now, Leila my dear Twyla, work that clit of hers, we’re going to fuck her good Yes, Leila, squeal, I want to hear you Mmmmm. It’s coming now You’re going to get it.. 




The Conductor



Joshua didn't know what to expect when he heard those stilettos beating like drums toward him. Safiya had stripped him, blindfolded him, and tied him to a chair in the kitchen. Each step she took in those boots made his heart pulse with anticipation. 

The idea came to Safiya at work like daylight over a dark horizon. She wanted to try something that she'd never done before, and when she thought of tying him up so he could not escape, she smiled. Never before had she been in complete control, and she found the notion exciting. That same smile from earlier in the day had returned to her face now that her impulse had become a reality, and she circled him as if he was pray, making sure he heard each firm click of her heels.

As she drew close to his nude body, she knelt and lightly caressed him with a feather, from his strong thighs, to his crotch, and up his broad chest. She slowly improvised the feather's path, and smiled as he stirred and quietly moaned. 

Tonight, she wanted to control – to conduct. After she'd bound Joshua and covered his eyes with the blindfold, she bathed, leaving him alone in the kitchen. Afterwards, Safiya watched herself in the mirror as she picked out just the right outfit for the occasion: a fishnet dress, stockings, and her new stilettos. She loved how they hugged her golden legs, and how authoritative they appeared. Also, she knew that Joshua had no idea she'd purchased them, and she was anxious to see how he'd react. 

When she returned to him, Joshua was hard and throbbing. His penis bucked with desire. Safiya reached around him from behind and tugged at his nipples. As she did, she bit at his neck and licked figure-eights into his olive flesh. Moaning his approval, she bit harder and withdrew her hands. 

From there, Safiya's game of torture lasted for almost two hours, and she savored every second. She derived much pleasure from her teasing. While watching Joshua, she strummed her carnation pussy and devised new ways to torment him – new ways to heighten his arousal and need for release. As soon as she settled on her method of satisfaction, she'd return to his helpless body, painting her wetness onto his skin before beginning again. 

"Please," he whispered. His desperation was urgent. 

"Please what?" she sighed against his ear, letting her soft lips embrace his lobe.

"Let me touch you." 

She slowly leaned her full lips close to his ear and breathed a cool, "Shh."

She pressed her warm breasts against his back and felt him take a deep breath. One by one, she inserted her fingers into herself. Once they were glazed with her moisture, she snaked her left hand around him and found his hard member. He groaned at the silk of her touch. A pearl of pre-cum blossomed, and Safiya dragged a fingertip through it. 

"Open your mouth," she cooed, bringing her slick fingertip to his lips. As he complied, she placed it on his tongue, and he wrapped his lips around her digit, swallowing both their tastes. 

With her finger still in his mouth, she walked around the chair and straddled Joshua's thighs. As he continued to suck and tease her finger, she masturbated with her other hand. She began to rock her hips atop him, watching his hard-on bounce and drool for her. Safiya moaned as she fingered her clit, pushing herself closer and closer towards release. 

Joshua began to stir more insistently underneath her, and she knew that she was getting to him. Never before had she denied him the ability to touch her, to voluntarily taste and delve into her wetness. She had refused to cave in to his longing, and she had a front row seat as it drove him wild. 

Safiya could feel herself approaching her summit, and she began to rub herself faster. She could not stifle her moans as she fingered herself and felt her boyfriend's body writhe under her. 

Finally, she peaked, crying out and convulsing on Joshua. She withdrew her finger from his lips and draped both arms on his shoulders to brace herself. She could feel Joshua tense, and watched him groan and spray several heavy globs of his thick milk onto the both of them. While she trembled, she paid special attention to him – the sound of his ragged breathing and his body yearning to be free of the restraints. 

When she came down from her high, she grinned. Tonight, his hands, the ones that she loved so much, did not touch her skin. Tonight, she was in control, and she reveled in the fact that she could make him cum by simply using her passion and her imagination. 

As she stood and walked to find a washcloth, she looked down at his cum that had speckled her stomach and crotch. She smiled at the sound of her stilettos on the hardwood floor and glanced back at her love, still bound in the chair, still helpless, still at her mercy, and the sight satisfied Safiya in a way that she had never known.