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Barrons, Ltd. Ch. 1

By: Aries



“Ouch!!” He said as he reached to the left of the sink and tore off a small piece of toilet paper. “I hate new razors” he muttered as he placed the toilet paper on the newest nick on his chin.

“What? Dan, is something wrong?” Heather asked as she turned off the shower. She turned off the shower. She grabbed a towel off the rack and gave her hair a quick drying. After replacing the towel as she stepped out of the shower, she crossed the room and hugged Dan from behind, leaving two wet circles just below his should blades. 

“Oh Heather! Why didn’t you dry off? I’m running late as it is!” He said angrily. She turned him around and plucked the toilet paper from his chin.

“If it were up to me, you wouldn’t be going to work at all today.” She said as she slowly unbuckled his belt. “I want to continue the fun we were having last night.” She took his pants and boxers down to his ankles, and began fondling his balls and cock.

“Doesn’t that sound better than going to work?” She asked.

Before Dan could answer, she took his cock in her mouth and licked and sucked until he was hard. She slowly worked his cock into her mouth until her nose was in his pubic hair. Once she got to that point, all Dan could do was lean back against the sink and enjoy the ride. Heather started out slowly, inch by inch, up to the head then back down to the pubic hairs, gradually gaining speed and suction while rubbing her freshly shaven pussy on his shin. Soon, she felt his orgasm building so she reached around behind him and sank her nails into his ass. Dan groaned and his cock throbbed in her mouth as he shot his load down his wife’s throat, his body convulsing as she drank down every last drop. As soon as she was sure she had sucked him dry, heather stood up and walked out of the bathroom. A few moments later as Dan was pulling up his pants, she came back into the bathroom carrying a dry shirt and matching tie. He took the shirt from her and put it on as she finished drying off and wrapped herself in a towel.

As she helped him straighten his tie, a devilish look came across Heather’s face. Dan noticed this look and asked her, “why are you looking at me like that? What’s up?”

She kissed him on the lips and said, “That was just a taste of what will be waiting for you tonight when you come home to your loving wife.” She kissed the cut on his chin and said, “have a nice day at work, honey. I love you.” She giggled as she squeezed his crotch once more then left the room.

“Will there be anything else, Mr. Johnson?” Asked the waitress.

“No ma’am, just coffee today. Thank you, Linda.” He said as he handed her the menu. As the waitress walked away, he looked past her at a table across the restaurant. The beautiful redhead he’d followed in the door was looking out the window at the street. Her name was Angela Barrons. She was a senior partner at Barrons, LTD., the real estate brokerage firm founded by her grandfather in 1925.

Most of the competition in the real estate market was courtesy of Universal enterprises, Inc., a brokerage firm which was founded by a Viktor Shinyenko in 1950. Recently Universal and Barrons had gone head to head on more than one occasion in the lad development market and Universal had taken quite a beating, thus their stock had dropped like a rock. The current CEO of Universal, Dmitri Petrov, was not happy about this recent turn of events. One night, approximately two months ago, he made a telephone call, which he was confident, would bring about a swift and positive turn of events for Universal. That telephone call set in motion a chain of events that brought Vince Johnson to this particular restaurant today.

Angela’s order arrived and she ate alone, apparently lost in her own thoughts. Vince continued to watch her patiently. He knew her schedule. He knew where she was going next and he could be there before she arrived if he chose to be, but he continued to watch because he like what he saw very much. It was assignments like this one that made him sometimes hate his job. Sitting across the crowded restaurant from him was a stunningly beautiful woman; 5 ft 6 in tall, luxurious long red hair, beautiful face, breasts in perfect proportion to a dancers ass and legs; a woman who has done nothing wrong by him, yet his assignment was to eliminate her. He had been stretching this particular assignment for weeks now and his employer was getting anxious for results. The time for Angela Barrons death was unfortunately at hand and there was nothing more he could do to postpone it.

Angela got up from her table and walked past his table to the door. Vince waited 15 seconds and followed her to her next destination, 1071 Treadstone Ave. She had a penthouse suite, which was converted, into her own private little fitness center. She went there every day at the same time. Three days a week she worked out with a personal trainer, Trainer, two days she did a cardio-funk workout designed specifically for her by a friend and she took weekends off.

When she turned into the underground garage, he continued for two blocks and parked on the street. He figured that the walk back should give her enough time to get into the elevator and be on her way to her suite. This way, he was assured to have a reasonable amount of privacy while activating the receiver on the bomb he had placed on the undercarriage directly below the driver’s seat. It was a simple pipe bomb loaded with a pound of C4 hooked to a receiver tuned to an unusual frequency to avoid any accidental detonation.

Having activated the receiver, Vince went up to Angela’s suite and let himself in with the master key he had ‘borrowed’ from a night janitor a month ago. As he quietly closed the door, he could hear Angela and her trainer in the weight room.

“Fuck you!” Growled Angela.

“Later! Now take it slow and deliberate. Make it burn, feel it” replied Trainer in a patient yet authoritative voice.

“You get off seeing me like this, don’t you?!” Said Angela.

“Angela, any man who sees a woman like you in a position like this, lying on a weight bench nude, sweaty, breasts heaving with every breath, spreading your legs and flashing the world; and doesn’t get off on it is either blind, or brain dead. So to answer your question, yes, I do enjoy seeing you like this.” answered Trainer.

“Boy, (grunts) you sure know how to flatter a girl, you know that?” Asks Angela.

“Well, that’s one of the things you pay me for. Let’s go now, two more sets and then we can hit the pool" answered Trainer.

“Are you going to pace me again?” Angela asked, suggestively.

“Hmmhmm. Sweetheart, I’m going to do more than that.” 

“Mmmmm. Should I be worried or horny?”

“That’s up to you. Come on now, one set left.”

When Angela worked out on the weights, she did so in the nude. When she did the cardio-funk, she wore a sports bra to protect her breasts. She was sore for three days after her first time through it because she wasn’t wearing a bra and didn’t know what to expect.

When the weights topped, Vince let himself out and took the stairs down to the next floor. From there he took the elevator down to the lobby and left the building. He then went to his suite in the Cameron Building, which was two blocks down the street. He went to the scope and aimed it at Angela’s pool. He then turned on the video camera attached to the scope and the image of two people swimming laps in the nude came to life on the 35-inch color television next to the scope. It was easier to watch the television than look through the scope. He watched them swim for a while, admiring the way Angela’s hair flowed with the water. The grace of her movements, the way her breasts glistened when she did the backstroke. The way that the hair on her head matched the hair on her pussy – a beautiful, fiery shade of red. She was a living work of art and he’d been hired to kill her, what a bummer.

He decided, after a few minutes of watching Angela, that he needed a drink. He went to the kitchen and got a glass of iced tea. When he returned to the monitor, they had disappeared. He moved the scope around to see different areas of the pool and found them in the Jacuzzi. Angela was bent over the edge with her ass toward the windows and Trainer was doing her from the rear. They continued this for a few minutes, then Angela pulled away from Trainer and walked over to the windows and just stood there in all her glory looking out at the world. Trainer walked up behind her and began caressing her breasts from behind. While she allowed him to continue caressing her breasts, she reached between them with one hand to fondle his cock while she played with her clit and pussy with the other hand. Trainer said something to her and she turned around and bent over at the waist and started sucking his cock while she spread her legs and continued to play with herself. Before long it was obvious by Trainer’s expression that he was cumming down Angela’s throat.

She then had him lay on his back on the floor with his feet toward the windows as she settled into a ‘69’ placing her pussy on his face as she once again took his cock down her throat. They stayed that way for a short while, then Trainer found a sweet spot causing Angela to spit out his cock and sit back on his fact. Angela took his cock back into her mouth and continued to lick and suck as she fondled his balls, occasionally lifting her head to moan in response to Trainers actions on her pussy and clit. It didn’t take long before she was cumming on Trainers face. 

When the orgasm was over, Angela crawled down Trainers body until she was straddling his cock. She reached between them and grasped his rock hard dick with her hand and rubbed it all over her pussy lips and her ass before guiding him into her wet pussy. She took every inch of his cock in a single thrust, then leaned forward and bounced up and down like a jockey riding a horse; slowly at first, gradually gaining speed until she couldn’t go any faster. Trainer said something to her and she stopped abruptly and sat up straight and didn’t move for a few seconds. She started to massage her own breast as her hips began to move slowly; forward and back, left and right, round and round; again, gradually gaining speed until she had to leave her breasts alone and put her hands on the glass for balance. 

She kept this up for a time, stopping only once to move from her knees to her feet, squatting on Trainers cock. This gave Vince a most pleasing view of the joining of Trainers cock and Angela’s pussy. It was almost as though she knew she was being watched. Then she leaned back until she was lying on Trainers chest. She continued to grind his cock in her pussy as she resumed playing with her tits and this time Trainer’s hands joined hers. Soon Angela rolled off of Trainer and sucked his cock for a few more seconds before bringing him to his second orgasm of the day. They relaxed for a few minutes then returned to the suite.

As Angela and Trainer left the pool area, Vince turned off the camera and turned the television to channel 3. This activated a ‘pen-cam’ in the ventilation duct in the hall between the pool and the suite. The lens in the camera allowed an ‘in-the-room’ view of everything in front of it. That meant Vince saw everything just as if he were actually inside the vent. The camera is one of eight he had installed a week prior to moving into his suite. Each camera transmitted its signal to a different channel on the television and each signal was scrambled and buffered through three random locations before it’s received by Vince’s television. He had a camera in every room in Angela’s suite.

He watched Angela and Trainer enter the suite then switched to channel 6 (the master bathroom) in time to see Trainer start Angela’s shower. After a few minutes, Angela came in and had a brief discussion with Trainer but Vince couldn’t make out what was said because they were both facing away from the camera. They stepped into the shower together and took turns washing each other. While Angela was washing her hair, Trainer stepped out of the shower and left the room. Then as she was rinsing her hair, her mouth started moving and she started dancing in the shower. Vince assumed she was singing along with the radio. 

Then she turned the water off, stepped out and dried herself off. Vince remembered that Trainer normally toweled her off so he flipped between the channels to see if Trainer was still around, but he wasn’t in the suite. Vince switched back to channel 7 (the master bedroom) in time to see Angela stretching. She was bent at the waist, feet spread wide, ass toward the camera, touching the floor behind her feet. He watched her finish stretching and get dressed. Then as she left the suite, he switched back to channel 3 to make sure she got onto the elevator. He turned the television off and stood up at the window to do some stretching of his own while he waited for Angela to reach her car. 

He was in the kitchen getting another drink when the key chain in his pocket made three quick beeps. This meant that Angela had reached her car. It seemed a little quicker than normal for that elevator, but not quick enough to cause alarm.

He took the key chain out of his picket. It had three little lights on it, green, yellow, and red. Each light had a different meaning. The green light was on when he looked at it; meaning Angela was in the driver’s set. A few seconds later, the yellow light came on. This meant that the engine had been started. Almost immediately after that, the red light began blinking for a few seconds before staying on. This meant that she had backed out of the parking spot and was moving forward toward the exit. He went to the scope and turned on the camera and television. He had learned a long time ago that there were certain advantages to watching an assignment come to an end. It gave him a certain sense of closure, an assurance that it was over, until the next assignment came along. Angela’s car came into view, just as he brought the camera into focus. She had to wait for traffic to clear and this gave Vince enough time to realize that he had the right car, but the driver was not wearing what Angela had been wearing when she left the suite. The driver was Trainer; he must have been bringing the car around for Angela. It was then that he realized a way to give Angela at least another 24 hours of life while retaining plausible deniability. 

He waited until the car was in the street and Angela was coming out of the building and walking toward the car, then he pressed the button on the key chain. The car erupted in an explosion violet enough to blow out windows in the surrounding building and cause five other cars to explode as well. He saw Angela get knocked off her feet by the explosion, but she was back on her feet almost immediately. It took two people to hold her back from the burning wreckage of the car.

A few moments later, the telephone rang. He answered it and knew who it was even before he started speaking. “Yes sir…I know…no, I don’t know why she wasn’t in the car…I’m aware of that sir…I won’t miss again.” He immediately began to work out a plan for the next attempt. 

To Be Continued...

Barrons, Ltd. Ch. 2



The house was dark and quiet when Dan returned home that evening. At first, it worried him, but then he saw that Heather's car was in the garage. Seeing her car reminded him of what Heather had said to him in the bathroom, "...just a taste of what will be waiting..." he smiled as he opened the door from the garage to the kitchen. All the lights in the house were off. However, on the floor was a path of candles leading from the kitchen to the stairs in the dining room. After setting his briefcase down, he said, "let the games begin" and started off down the path.

When he reached the stairs, he was amused at the sight in front of him. On the first step was a black 3-inch high-heeled shoe. On the second step was its mate. On the fourth step was a black leather mini-skirt. On the fifth and sixth steps were two tan nylon stockings. On the seventh step was heather's black lace blouse. Finally, at the top of the stairs, was a garter belt. His penis throbbed. Just the vision of Heather doing this little strip tease was turning him on. He became aware of soft jazz music coming from the master bedroom. Since the path led there as well, he went to the door. His cock throbbed again, harder this time. Hanging from the doorknob was a black silk bra.

He opened the door, the scent of vanilla musk incense drifted to his nose. It was a big turn-on for him and Heather knew it. He followed the path to the walk-in closet. Hanging on the door was a black silk robe with boxers to match. Attached to the robe was note which said "Strip" so he did just that. Once he had on the robe and boxers, he followed the path to the master bathroom. This time, his penis nearly leapt out of his shorts. Hanging on the doorknob was a black silk thong bikini. He picked it up and noticed it was damp.

Dan opened the door and saw Heather sitting at her make-up table. She saw him in the mirror but didn't say anything. She just watched him cross the room. She stood up as he reached her and started to turn around, but he stopped her. They just stood there for a few seconds. She watched as his eyes moved up and down her body in the mirror. Her robe was open just enough to reveal her cleavage. He kissed her neck and reached down to untie her belt. As the robe fell to the carpet, Dan caressed her breasts. She moaned softly under his touch and put her arms around his neck behind her. She leaned her head back on his shoulder.

His hands traveled lower to her hips and he pulled her back against him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass. She rose up on her tiptoes and back down. After a few of these movements, it was Dan who moaned. He lowered his head to nibble on heather's neck and ears while his hands traveled lower still to her warm wet pussy. She parted her legs as he massaged her lips. He parted her pussy lips and began stroking the inner folds of her pussy and her clit. She released his neck and played with her breasts with one hand and gripped his neck with the other. Soon her moans became more intense. She gripped his neck harder, and he could feel her pussy getting wetter and hotter so he concentrated on tickling and tweaking her clit. In moments her body went rigid and convulsed as the energy of the orgasm ripped through her. Then, just as suddenly as the orgasm hit her, she collapsed against him. His hands were still on her lips and Dan could feel her vaginal muscles still quivering even after she had relaxed. After the shock waves of the orgasm subsided, Heather turned around and kissed him deeply and passionately as she reached for his now rock hard cock. He stopped her.

"No, not yet. I'm still not through with you" he told her with that same gleam in his eye that she'd had that morning. With that, he picked her up in his arms and kissed her just as passionately as she had kissed him, she melted in his arms. He carried her over tot he loveseat situated across from the Jacuzzi. There he gently set her down and kissed her again as she lay back. He sat back and gazed at the incredible beauty that lay before him, the incredible beauty that was his wife.

"What's wrong, Lover?" Heather asked.

"Nothing, my love. Nothing at all is wrong." Dan replied as he bent forward and kissed her again, lightly this time. He proceeded to kiss his way down her body because he knew that was something she loved for him to do. He started at her face. Then he moved slowly to her ears, neck and collarbone before pausing at her breasts. He nibbled, licked, and sucked lightly on each nipple; alternating between breasts until she couldn't sit still any longer. Then he pressed her breast together and nibbled and sucked on both nipples at the same time. Heather's hips came off the seat in an effort to rub her pussy on Dan's chest. She grasped his head with both hands and guided him lower to her pussy.

He took his time here too. He spread her legs wide. He kissed and nibbled his way down past Heather's oozing pussy, much to her dismay, down to her right knee. He moved to the inside of her leg and left a trail of nibbles from her knee to her pussy. When he reached her pussy, he licked the juices from the right side of her pussy. Then he licked down below her pussy and flicked his tongue across the spot between her pussy and ass.

All the while, Heather was moving her hips around, trying to get his tongue in her pussy, but he managed to avoid it. Then he cleaned the left side of her pussy, just as he had the right side, before moving on down to Heather's left knee. He then worked his way back up to her pussy.

By then, heather had begun to play with her breasts again, kneading and squeezing, tweaking and rolling her nipples in her fingers. She was frantic with desire because Dan had never made her wait this long. However badly she wanted to grab Dan's head and bury his face in her pussy, she knew from experience the end would be worth the wait.

Dan spread the labia and slowly licked up and down each side a number of times before gently inserting first one, then two fingers inside her pussy as he flicked her clit a few times with his tongue.

"Oh, my God! It's about time!" Heather moaned. Dan chuckled.

"You just wait. It gets even better," he said between flicks. Just then he found that bumpy little area on the roof of Heather's pussy which he knew was her G-spot. He decided to give his tongue a rest and let his fingers do the walking, so he concentrated on her G-spot. Heather opened her eyes after a few minutes had gone by and he hadn't touched her clit.

"What are you doing? Get back to work."

"I'm trying something I read about a little while ago, so I AM working. You just need to relax and let your body do the work without thinking about it.

"OK, but I hope it doesn't take too long. You had a real good thing going before you quit. Mmmm, on the other hand, this is starting to feel kind of good," she said as she let her body relax and begin to respond to what he was doing.

After a few more minutes, Dan could feel Heather's body responding as well. Her G-spot grew rougher, more pronounced. Her pussy grew wetter by the second. Her nipples suddenly stood tall and solid. Her eyes flew open. 

"It's alright, honey. Just enjoy the ride," he said soothingly.

"I...don't think...I c-could...s-stop it...if I...wan-ooh...wanted...to!

"Good, that's the way it's supposed to work." Dan said amused at his wife's state.

Just then, Heather threw her head back into the cushion of the loveseat, gripped his hand on her breast, her pussy contracted on his fingers, and her juices shot out onto the loveseat and floor like her pussy was a squirt gun. She came like that a number of times before her body relaxed and melted into the loveseat once more. She just sat there for minutes, breathing heavily.

"That was neat! I can't believe it really works! How did it feel?" He asked.

Heather slowly turned her head to look at him. 

"I can't begin to describe it. There are no words strong enough to describe the orgasm I just had. Never in my life have I cum like a man. I knew it was possible for some women, but I never thought it was possible for me. I mean, my pussy is still quivering and the orgasm has been over for a good five minutes. What in the hell did you just do to me, where in the hell did you learn about this, and why haven't you done it before?"

"Well, I was in the bookstore the other day in the self-help section looking at massage books when I came across this book called 'Hit the Spot!'. It was a book that explained where the G-spot is and described how to give a woman a G-spot orgasm. It sounded interesting, so I did some research. Did you enjoy the results?"

"You sure hit the spot alright. Now help me up so I can go relax in the Jacuzzi." She offered him her hand and Dan helped her off the loveseat. He hugged her once she was standing and they stood together for a few moments. Then, as Heather turned and walked over to the Jacuzzi, Dan turned and headed for the door.

"Aren't you going to join me?"

"I'll be right back. I have another surprise for you."

"Speaking of surprises, dear, you just wait. I have a couple of my own for you." She said speaking to the empty room.

When he returned a few minutes later, heather was relaxing in the Jacuzzi. She opened her eyes to see him standing over her with two glasses of champagne.

As Dan handed her a glass, he said "Happy 5th Anniversary of the night we met, honey. I fell in love with you that night and I will love you until the end of time."

"Oh Dan. I love you so much." Heather said as tears came to her eyes. She stood up and they embraced and kissed passionately. Dan almost spilled his champagne in the process.

"Here let me take that," she said as she took Dan's glass from his hand. She turned and placed both glasses on the floor on the other side of the Jacuzzi, erotically spreading her legs as she bent over the side. Dan's cock was hard once more.

Heather looked back over he should as she reached back with her hands and spread her ass cheeks. "Do you like what you see?"

"Oh yeah. I like it. I like it very much."

She turned around and returned to the other side of the Jacuzzi. Dan put his hands on her hips and kissed her lightly on the lips. She returned the kiss, then hooked the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down. He stepped out of them and stepped into the Jacuzzi. She had him sit down on the edge and spread his legs. She took hold of his hands and took some hot water from the Jacuzzi into her mouth before taking his cock into her mouth as well. The added heat from the water in her mouth on Dan's cock caused it to throb. She opened her mouth to release the water and then proceeded to give Dan the same blowjob she had given him earlier that day. She started out slow, half an inch at a time until his pubic hair tickled her nose, then back to the head just as slowly. She slowly gained speed up and down as she massaged his balls and ass as well. Soon she felt the orgasms building so she stopped and concentrated on the head of Dan's cock, sucking strongly while continuing to massage his balls. In moments, hi cock was filling her mouth with cum. Once again, she drank it all down and continued to suck, gently, until he was limp again.

"God, I love it when you do that!" He said as he stood up and helped Heather to her feet. They kissed again. Dan was turned on again by the combination of champagne and cum in Heather's mouth. He sat down in a seat in the Jacuzzi. She came to him and straddled his legs and reached between them to guide his cock into her once again hot and ready pussy. She spread her legs wider to take him deeper. Dan bent down to suck and nibble on heather's nipples. They hugged and rocked back and forth in a lazy rhythm.

"Mmmmm, your cock feels so good inside me." Dan grabbed her ass and held her close to him, his pubic hair tickling her bare pussy.

"I just want to stay like this for awhile, don't move," he whispered in her ear. So they just sat there for a few moments, Dan'' cock surrounded by Heather'' pussy, looking into each other'' eyes.

Then Dan stood up and picked Heather up with him, this drove his cock even deeper into her than before. She gasped and locked her legs together around his waist as she pumped her hips forward and back. Dan tickled her ass. She thrust her ass back at his fingers and sank her nails into his shoulders as she pumped her hips harder. Dan pushed a finger into Heather's ass up to the second knuckle. She gasped again, her ass squeezed around his finger and her legs went straight as yet another orgasm ripped through her body. As the tension left Heather's body, Dan sat back down on the set and they resumed their lazy rhythm for a few moments.

"Honey, can we change position?" Heather asked.

"Whatever you want, my love."

"I love you," she said as she kissed him.

"I love you too."

When Heather stood up, her bar pussy was level with Dan's face. He ran his hands up her legs and around to her ass. He squeezed her ass and pulled her closer. He kissed her smooth pussy lips then ran his tongue between them and tickled her clit. She smiled and closed her eyes as she ran her hands through his hair.

"Hmmm, that feels sooo good," she moaned.

"So tell me, what possessed you to do this?" He asked as he licked her freshly shaven pussy.

"Don't you like it?"

"Are you kidding? I love it. Your pussy is as smooth as a baby's butt!"

"Mmm, ooh, that's nice. I thought you'd like it, judging from the way you reacted to that chick in that movie we watched the other night."

"You noticed that huh?"

"Baby, not only did I notice it in the look on your face, I noticed it in your cock as well. When that bald pussy came on the screen, you and your cock both went into overdrive. Come to think of it, I think I know something else you'd like," she said as she turned around with a seductive swing of her hips. She leaned on the far edge of the Jacuzzi. "But first," she purred sexily as she spread her legs and arched her back, "I want some more of that magic tongue of yours."

Dan smiled as he leaned forward. He spread Heather's ass cheeks and ticked her asshole with his tongue for a few moments before moving on to her pussy. He licked and nibbled on her lips and clit until she started to squirm. He then moved on to her now very wet pussy and tongue fucked her as his nose poked at her ass. He reached forward and massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples.

In a few minutes, Heather was moaning and pressing he pussy back into Dan's face. Heather stood up and turned around. Dan leaned forward to resume licking and nuzzling her pussy, but Heather stopped him.

"Uhuh. Now you just sit back here and let Heather do the work" she said as she gently pushed him back into his seat. She turned around and backed onto his lap, reaching between her legs to take his cock and guide it into her hot and slippery pussy as she sat down the rest of the way. She began to rotate her hips forward and back then left and right, squeezing his cock in her pussy occasionally. He reached around and massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples. She placed her hands on his and pressed and squeezed harder than he was.

Dan began to moan. Heather got up and took hold of the base of his cock and squeezed.

"Now, now. We don't want you going off just yet. It's time for the first of my surprises. So you just sit back and enjoy this Baby, I already know I will" she said as she stroked him hard again. Then she blew Dan's mind. She guided his cock to her asshole and started to sit back down.

"Spread my cheeks" she said as she moved her ass around. Dan did as he was told. She sat down the rest of the way slowly until she was on Dan's lap once more. She just sat still for a few moments, lettering her ass get used to his cock before she moved any more. She was so hot and tight that Dan almost lost it before she even started to move. Heather started moving then, slowly at first. She moved round and round, up and down. Gradually she could move as quickly as she wanted to. Then she began to squeeze Dan's cock with her ass as she moved around.

Dan couldn't hold off any longer. He moaned as he blew his wad into Heather's ass. It seemed to last forever, his cock just kept throbbing. Heather kept bouncing and rotating until he stopped her. He held her hips down on his lap. Heather flexed her ass and giggled.

"What's so funny?"

"It feels funny" she said, then started laughing outright.

"Now what?"

"That has got to be the most enjoyable enema a woman could ask for." They both laughed as she got up and grabbed the soap and a rag from the water basin beside the Jacuzzi. She had Dan stand up so she could clean his cock and pubic hairs. When she was done, Dan sat back down and spread his legs as Heather lay forward and rested her head on his chest.

After a few moments, Dan said, "Heather that was absolutely incredible. Thank you."

"Thank you? Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for that surprise. I've wanted to try that for a long time, but I wasn't sure how you'd react, so I never asked."

"I've always been curious too, but I didn't ask you for the same reason." Then she leaned back and smiled at him. 

"Well, now I guess we both know we shouldn't be afraid to at least ask. Would you be willing to experiment with something else I've wanted to try?"

"Baby, the way things have been going tonight, I'm willing to try anything you ask of me," he said as he bent forward to kiss her on the lips. "So, what is this little experiment you're suggesting?"

"You'll try anything?" She asked as she chewed lightly on her lower lip in anticipation; an expression she knew Dan could not say no to.

"That's what I said."

"I want us to have a threesome with another woman."

"I see," he said, feigning reluctance. "And exactly when do you want to have this threesome?"

"I was kind of hoping to do it tonight. Come on Honey, I thought we would set up the camcorder so we could watch it again later, just the two of us. Please?"

Dan smiled. "Why not? It sounds like fun. I was faking the reluctance. I just wanted to see how bad you wanted this," he confessed.

"Oh thank you!" Heather squealed as she leapt out of the Jacuzzi and nearly ran over the intercom. She pressed the speak button, "He said yes! Come on in!"

"My wife, the eternal optimist. So, who is our mystery guest?"

"Wait and see. I'm pretty sure you'll be pleasantly surprised." Just then, they heard the bedroom door open and close.

"Heather, who is she? Do I know her?"

"Oh, I think you know her. In answer to your questions, my dear impatient husband, our mystery guest is..." she hesitated a few seconds then opened the door.

"Me!" Said the mystery guest.

Dan's eyes nearly popped out of his head and his jaw dropped in shock. For their mystery guest was Samantha Vandry, Dan's sparring partner at the dojo and a friend of Heather's as well. He was used to seeing 'Sam' with her hair up in a bun, wearing a loose fitting 'gi' or he more-or-less baggy clothes. Now she was standing right before his very eyes, with her long brown hair down and over her right shoulder and wearing a white version of the outfit Heather had spread out on the stairs, with one exception; Sam was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were doing a fine job of standing up on their own.

"Daaammmmnnnnn!!!" Was all Dan could say. 

To Be Continued...



Barrons, Ltd. Ch. 3



After speaking to the police about the explosion and her relationship to Trainer, Angela had an officer give her a ride to 'First & Second'. It was a cozy little jazz club that she owned and she intended to get drunk.

A few minutes later, a handsome gentleman with a rather athletic build walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. While he waited, he looked around and spotted a fairly secluded table in the back. It was a good spot, because he could see the entire room and both exits and keep his back to the wall. He was on his third drink when he saw her sitting at the far end of the bar; a beautiful redhead who was looking sad and, perhaps more importantly, well on her way to being drunk. He stopped the next person who walked by, "Excuse me, I don't mean to bother you, but do you know that stunning redhead at the far end of the bar?" 

The stranger looked in that direction, saw the redhead and replied, "No sir, I don't know her. I've never seen her here before. Then again, I haven't been here many times, so that doesn't necessarily men anything."

"O.K. Well, thanks anyway," said the gentleman. He continued to watch her throughout the night. She never even left her stool. There were quite a few men hitting on her, but she seemed to shoot them all down. Eventually it dawned on him that if he didn't leave soon, he would be in no shape to drive home. When he got up to leave, he realized he needed to use the restroom, and the restrooms were behind the redhead. What a coincidence! When he walked past her, she looked him in the eyes. He wished he hadn't waited so long to come this way, she was even more beautiful up close.

As he was leaving, he passed her at the exact same moment Angela decided to leave. She got off her stool, turned around, and walked right into him. Thus, she spilled her drink all over his shirt and jacket.

"Oh my God! I'm sho shorry!" 

"It's ok. It was partly my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going" said the gentleman, flashing what he hoped was a charming smile.

"Well, (hic) at least let me pay for the (hic) dry-cleaning." 

"Oh no. There's no need for that, they're machine washable."

"But this was a Bloody Mary! The tomato juice will stain. I feel so bad. Please let me make it up to you somehow."

"It's really no big deal," he exclaimed, pleasantly surprised at the turn of events.

"I mean it. Please, there must be some way…wait…I got it! I'll wash them for you. Come with me," she said as she grabbed his hand and jerked him toward the back exit. As they got out the door into the alley and she started to think about where her car was it all came back to her and she just started to cry uncontrollable. She turned and buried her face in his shoulder.

He hesitated a moment then put his arm around her and asked, "Was it something I said?"

"What? Oh no. Oh jeez! I'm sorry. You see I own this club and when I come down here I always park my car out here. Then when we came out here and my car was gone, it just reminded me of what happened this afternoon," she explained, sobering up some in the process.

"Well, then, why don't we just take my car? I'm parked right out front." He didn't see any reason to press her about 'this afternoon'.

MEANWHILE…AT HEATHER AND DAN'S PLACE…

"I called Sam about an hour after you left this morning and asked her how she felt about joining us," Heather explained as Dan fought to regain his composure.

"I told her that since it was her idea, I would love to join you two in your little fantasy," Sam continued. As she spoke, she walked over to Heather's make-up table and kicked off her shoes. Heather stepped up behind Sam and unzipped her skirt.

"We spent most of the day discussing sex in general, favorite positions, fantasies and watching some movies Sam rented on her way here to get some other ideas."

As the skirt dropped to the floor, Dan could see that Sam's outfit wasn't as close to Heather's as he thought. Sam's 'blouse' was actually a body suite made to look like a blouse. It was loose on top like a blouse and tight from the waistband down like a body suite. Also, not only was Sam not wearing a bra, she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. Sam turned her back to Dan and stepped on Heather's seat to roll off a stocking.

Heather continued, "It was while we were watching those movies that I got the courage up to try anal tonight. But I wanted at least some idea of what to expect so…"

"So I taught her all I know on the subject," Sam finished, as she rolled down the other stocking. She set it with the rest of her clothes on the table. Then she winked at Heather and walked over to Dan, who was still looking shocked. She bent down and kissed him hard and deep then stood straight and turned her back to him.

"Heather, why don't we start this fantasy rolling. Bring that bench over here in front of me and lie down on it. And bring our other friend too."

Heather opened a drawer on her table and took out something Dan had never seen before, a dildo. Then she dragged the bench over to Sam and lay down. Dan could see that his wife was more than ready to go. Her face was red, her tits were flushed, and her nipples were standing up. When she lay down on the bench and spread her legs, he could see that her pussy had been leaking juices down her legs.

Sam bent over and licked some of those juices off Heather's inner thighs. She spread her legs and looked back at Dan, "Are you gonna help me out of this damned suit or just watch while your wife and I have all the fun?"

Dan moved forward and reached for the snaps in Sam's crotch but she reached back and slapped his hand away.

"Uhuh, no hands. I want some of that tongue Heather's been bragging about. 

Dan looked over to Heather and she looked back sheepishly and replied, "Well, she asked and I sure wasn't going lie."

"Well, then, I hope I live up to your expectations," Dan said as he grabbed Sam's hips and pulled her pussy to his face. He took the snaps in his teeth and had then undone much sooner than San expected. She gasped as he licked her from clit to ass. He released her hips and spread her ass and pussy with both hands as he went to work on her clit. He licked slow circles around it, occasionally flicking across and reversing direction.

While Dan was please Sam, Heather sat up and helped Sam out of her body suit. She played with Sam's nipples while Sam sucked on hers and played with her pussy. They kissed occasionally.

Dan turned his attention from Sam's clit to her pussy and ass. He caressed and probed her ass with his fingers while he tongue fucked her pussy. He stuck his tongue as far in as he could get it and flipped around the inside of her pussy.

Heather lay back down and Sam went to work on her pussy. She licked around Heather's clit and lips then dipped into her pussy and imitated Dan.

Then Sam abruptly pulled away from Dan and said, "OK, Heather. Why don't you and I show your extremely talented husband how you learned about anal sex?" She turned to Dan and said, "You just sit back and enjoy the show. After all, it's not every day you get to watch your wife get ass-fucked by another woman, is it?" Dan just smiled and did what he was told. He sat back and enjoyed the show.

After observing Angela with the police, Vince followed her to the club. The club was called 'First & Second' and it happened to be a favorite hangout of his whenever he was in town. He had taken a stool in the middle of the bar and watched Angela proceed to get wasted while he tried to come up with a plan B.

After a short while, he noticed another familiar face at a table in the corner. He tried all night long to put a name to that face, but it wasn't until the guy ran into Angela that he remembered him.

"Tom Danielsen!" He blurted out loud, suddenly.

"What was that? Did you say something, Mr. Johnson?" Asked the bartender.

"What? Oh no, no, I was just thinking out loud Barb."

"Would you like me to add tonight's drinks to your tab, Mr. Johnson?"

"How much is my tab?"

"Including tonight, it comes to…." Barb paused as she added the figures together, "a total of $150.00 on the nose."

"Ouch!" He said as he acted as thought she had stabbed him in the heart. "Well, I think this will cover it." He said as he took some money out of his wallet and gave it to Barb.

She looked at the money and said, "But Mr. Johnson, there's…"

"Please call me Vince."

"OK, Vince, there's more than $300 here."

"So put the difference on a new tab for me, minus a nice tip for yourself, of course," he said as he started to leave.

"Hey, Vince!" She called after him.

He returned to the bar and leaned closer to her, "Hey what?"

She leaned over the bar closer to him, "6 a.m." she said, looking him in the eyes.

"What about it?"

"That's when I get off work," she said smiling.

He pulled his stool closer and sat back down, "Why Barb, what about Rick?" He jerked his head toward the door indicating the bouncer. "I thought you two were dating?"

"What!? I wouldn't go out with that man again if someone offered me money. Let me tell you about our first and last date. First, we went to a movie. It was full of blood and guts and tits and ass, just the kind of movie you take a girl to on your first date, right? Then we went out to eat all that blood and guts and tits and ass make a person hungry, don't ya know. Where do we go eat? None other than Billy Joe Bob's for BBQ ribs and beer! How much more romantic can you get?" Vince was laughing outright by then and she continued, "but I think he saved the best for least. By the time we left Bill Joe Bob's, I was pretty drunk, and unfortunately when I get that drunk I tend to get really horny. Apparently, I wasn't hiding this fact. We went back to his place because that's where my car was. He wanted me to come in and have a nightcap with him before I left so I did. Well, one thing led to another and it wasn't long before we were both naked on his living room floor. Then we went into his bedroom and, get this, attached to his headboard were two sets of handcuffs!"

"OH NO!" Vince was laughing so hard there were tears in his eyes. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that Rick was watching them. That made him laugh even harder.

"I'm not finished yet." Barb continued, "Would you believe that big mountain of a man over there asked me to handcuff him to his bed and drip hot candle wax on his body? He also said he likes to be put over a woman's lap and spanked like a baby. He's a good bouncer, but the man has some serious problems in his head!"

When he had stopped laughing long enough to catch his breath, Vince said, "In that case, Barb, I'll meet you out front at 6 a.m. tomorrow morning. And you don't have to worry about blood and guts or BBQ ribs. But I must admit, I'm rather fond of tits and ass." He pointedly looked at her chest as he said so.

"Are you kidding? The tits and ass in that movie was the best part of the evening! I look forward to tomorrow morning, Vince." Then she noticed Rick looking their way again. "Kiss me, quick" she said and grabbed Vince's hand and pulled him closer.

Vince leaned across the bar and kissed Barb, placing his hands on her waist. Barb surprised him by taking the hand that she knew Rick could see and placing it on her breast. He squeezed it gently. "See you in the morning," he said as he turned away to leave.

As he got to the door, he looked at Rick and laughed. "Candle wax and handcuffs, huh? What a kinky combination, you naughty boy!" Rick blushed and Vince laughed even harder as he walked out the door.

When they got into his car, the gentleman turned to the redhead and said, "By the way, I'm Tom, Tom Danielsen," as he extended his hand.

She looked at him and smiled as she said, "Once again, I'm sorry. Hi Tom, I'm Angela, Angela Barrons." They shook hands and laughed. However, Angela soon got lost in her thoughts again and neither said another word other than Tom getting directions from Angela.

When they reached Angela's house in the country, she opened the door and placed her purse on a table by the door as the light came on automatically.

"Ah!" Tom was startled.

Angela laughed as she explained, "I suppose I could have warned you, but it's much more fun to see my guests' reactions when they aren't expecting it. You see, the lights in the whole house are wired to motion sensors. The only exceptions are the bedrooms, those lights respond to voice command. Neat huh?"

"Wow, I've seen motion sensor lights in government and professional buildings, but I've never seen them in a private home."

"When I had this house built, I sat down with the architect and designed it from the foundation to the roof," she explained as she opened a set of doors that led to a room which was obviously a recreation room. It had a stocked bar, pool table, dart board, pinball machine, a sectional sofa which faced a big screen TV and VCR, poker table, arcade game and juke box.

"I repeat, WOW!" 

Angela took off her jacket and unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse, revealing her cleavage and a portion of her bra in the process.

"Can I get you a drink?" She asked as she walked over to the bar and set her jacket on a stool.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Rum and Coke if you have it." He was beginning to wonder if Angela was out of his league.

"Would that be Bacardi, Capt. Morgan or Malibu?" 

"Malibu is good."

"Good choice. I think I'll have the same." She took his drink to him and said, "Now, to quote an old and extremely corny cliché, 'you stay here while I go slip into something more comfortable."

Tom smiled. "I'm not going anywhere." Tom said as he went to the sofa and sat down. A few moments after Angela left, Tom got up and walked over to the arcade game. It was called 'Killer Instinct'. The screen was flashing '1 player or 2 players'. He figured Angela would be gone a few more minutes, so he pressed the 1 player button. The game lasted about two minutes and he spent most of that time trying to figure out how to make his character punch and kick.

"Humph," he grumbled, as he picked up his drink and took a sip. He almost choked when he turned around, because Angela was less than two feet behind him. She was wearing a rid silk robe that somehow accentuated the red in her hair.

"Do you like it?" She asked him, smiling.

"Like what? The game or the 'something more comfortable'?"

"The game." She replied as though she hadn't heard the second half of Tom's question. "I get a different one every few months. I like to keep up with technology and they're great for hand-eye coordination. Here, take this." She said as she handed him a robe that matched hers. "There is a bathroom down that hall. It's the second door on your left. Take off those clothes before that tomato juice sets in any more and bring them to me so I can get them in the wash." She pointed to a hallway that Tom hadn't noticed earlier.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot about that." When he got to the bathroom, the lights came on automatically. "AAHHH!" He could hear Angela laughing in the game room. He stripped to his boxers and put on the robe she had given him, then he joined her in the game room.

She was still laughing. "Don't be embarrassed about being startled by the lights. It took me six months to get used to them when I moved in and I'm the one who had them installed in the first place." She said between giggles. "Give me the clothes and I'll get them started."

He handed her the bundle of clothes and she left the room once again. This time he decided to stick with a game he knew and walked over to the pool table. He was just about to make the break when Angela returned. "Do you get to play much?" He asked.

"Once in awhile. Would you like another drink?"

"Sure. Just like the first. You're one hell of a bartender." He said as he handed her his glass.

"I'd better be, it was bartending that put me through college." She exclaimed as she finished making the drinks. "College for what?" He asked as she handed him his new drink.

"Double major Corporate Law and Business Management." She answered as she walked over and took a pool cue off the rack on the wall. She turned around and bent over the table to take her shot. She had her back toward him and when she bent over, her robe rode high enough on her ass that Tom could see she had nothing else on. "So, Tom, what do you do for a living?" She asked as she walked around the table and bent over to take her next shot.

She was facing toward him, so Tom politely averted his eyes and answered, "I work for a major government contractor and I was transferred to the Government Center downtown a few weeks ago."

"Do you enjoy it?"

"Well, I can certainly say that there's rarely a dull moment." They finished the game in silence. She was very good and he struggled to keep up with her. The gamed ended when she dropped the eight ball. She straightened up and looked across the table.


"Another game?"

"Why not?" He replied immediately, "I might even learn something from you." He was saying as the washer buzzed and she went to put his clothes in the dryer.

When she returned, she was smirking and giggling to herself. "Let's make it a little more interesting, then."

"What did you have in mind?" He asked as he chalked the end of his cue stick and walked to the other end of the table to line up on the cue ball for the break.

Angela pretended to think it over while she took her time making sure the rack was tight. She was bending over the rack and knew Tom would get a good look at her tits if he looked in her direction.

"Let's see…." She straightened up and looked at him with that smirk again, "I got it. Let's make it loser buys winner drinks for the rest of the night." She said as she moved over to her drink at the bar.

"What do you mean? It's almost midnight and my clothes won't be dry for a while. By the time we're ready to go anywhere, anywhere will be closed." Tom said. He hoped he knew very well what she meant, but it was better that she spells it out just to be sure.

"Well, first of all, your clothes will be dry in about 15 minutes; second of all, that bar that we were at earlier – the one that I own – is open until 6 a.m." She replied as he made the break shot. She saw the disappointment flash across his face and knew that her tease was working so she made him wait while she took her turn. She sank three balls then scratched on purpose just as the dryer buzzed. She went to get his clothes.

When Angela returned with his clothes, Tom was at the bar making them each another drink. She took his folded clothes and placed them on the end of the couch while he finished. When he returned to the table with their drinks, he handed hers to her. She took it and looked him in the eye as she said, "On the other hand…." She sipped from her drink and nodded toward the bar, "I never said anything about leaving the house. She turned away and walked over to the bar and sat on a stool, crossing her legs. "I believe it was your shot." She said, smirking again as a look relief flashed across Tom's face.

He thought, "There IS a God!" He said, "Your first point was a good one." Gesturing toward his clothes on the sofa, "the second one was as well." He said as he took his turn, sinking three balls in two shots and leaving the cue ball in a very bad spot for Angela. He walked over to the bar and leaned his stick against it. He put his drink down as he turned to Angela, their faces only inches apart. "But I think I like your third point the best," he said as he slowly leaned closer to her and kissed her lightly on the lips and pulled away just as slowly.

She turned her barstool to face him, spread her legs and pulled him closer to her. She then kissed him slightly harder than he kissed her and said, "I was hoping you'd see it my way." She got down from her seat and took her turn. She dropped three more of her balls and left the cue ball trapped by her remaining ball and the eight ball.




Barrons, Ltd. Ch. 3



He walked around the table and looked at the situation she left him. He stopped on the opposite side of the table and took his shot. A double bank shot dropping the seven ball in the opposite corner.

She whistled. "Nice shot! Are you trying to hustle me in my own home on my own table?"

"Now, why would I do a mean and dishonest thing like that?" He took his second shot and sank the three ball in a corner leaving him an easy shot at the one ball in the side pocket. "Well, I'm still waiting for your answer," he said as he lined up on the one ball.

"Answer to what?" She asked as she finished her drink. "Would you like another?" She asked, pointing to her glass.

"Oh yeah," he said as he finished his drink and handed her his glass. "I was referring to my question as to why I would attempt to hustle you in your own home on your own table." The one ball dropped and he was left with another excellent set up for the five ball in the corner pocket.

She brought his drink over to him. When she was back on her barstool, she took a sip from her drink and looked him in the eye as she answered, "To get into my pants. What other reason would there be?"

He dropped the five ball and lined up on the eight ball. "Do I look like that kind of guy?" He asked, acting shocked. He took his shot and it came up about an inch short. This left her with a simple shot on the ten ball.

She got off her stool and walked over to the table as he sat down at the bar. She lined up on the ten ball. "No, you don't." She said, as she dropped the ten in the corner pocket. She walked over to the bar and took another sip from her drink. Then she turned toward him and placed her hand on his thigh. "On the other hand," she said as she moved closer to him, "One should never judge a book by its cover because looks can be deceiving." She finished as she kissed him hard and deep and played with his cock inside his boxers. He responded by grabbing her ass and pulling her closer.

After a few moments of kissing and caressing, he pulled back slightly and said, "You haven't finished your turn yet. Are you going to beat me or just leave me hanging?"

She backed up a step. Acting shocked, she replied "Beat you?! Are you into whips and chains and candle was or something?" She took another sip from her drink and turned her back to him. "No, I'm not going to beat you." She said as she untied the belt on her robe and let it fall the rest of the way open. She faced him again and shrugged the robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. "However, I'm not going to leave you hanging either." She took his cock in her hand again and stroked him a few times, looking him in the eye as she did. She turned and walked toward the door. He started to follow her, but she said, "You stay here and make us a pitcher of drinks then meet me upstairs in the second room on the right in five minutes." Then she was gone.

Tom was dumbfounded. "This lady is wayyyy out of my league," he thought as he finished mixing the pitcher of drinks.



Barrons, Ltd. Ch. 4



Sam started talking as though she were instructing a class on anal sex while Heather turned over on the bench, spread her legs and got comfortable.

"The most important thing to remember is to use plenty of lubrication. The anus is extremely sensitive and anal tissues are easily torn if there is not enough lubrication. I have found that K-Y jelly works best." Sam picked up the tube that Heather had brought over with the dildo and squeezed a good amount into her hand. She then continued, "you need to spread the jelly all around the outside of the anus as well as the inside. Begin by massaging the jelly into the anus. Probing gently with one finger and rotating it until the anus permits the entry of a second finger – which should also be well coated with jelly – and continue the process until your partner is comfortable with three fingers." She demonstrated all of this as she explained it. By this time, Sam had three fingers inside Heather's ass and Heather seemed to be enjoying it.

"Give me another one." Heather said as she leaned back on Sam's hand.

"Give you another what?"

"Give me another finger. I want four. Make my ass loose as a goose."

"OK, then here." Sam said as she inserted yet another of her fingers into Heather's well stretched ass. "Then begin to slowly move and rotate the fingers in and out, simulating the act of fucking." Once again, she demonstrated as she spoke. She also began to play with Heather's pussy and clit once more. Soon Heather was gently rocking back against Sam's fingers with every thrust. Sam withdrew her hand from Heather's ass and said, "I think she's ready to ride 'The Rocket of Love'."

She picked up the dildo and spread lubrication on the tip. "You must also place a generous amount of lubrication on your cock. In anal sex, it's important to remember that there's no such think as to much lubrication. When you first insert your cock into her ass, you must go slow and be patient. Let your lover be your guide as to how fast or how far to penetrate." Sam demonstrated as she spoke.

She started with just the tip of the dildo, but just as she was about to start slowly, Heather pushed back until Sam's hand was against Heather's ass again.

"I guess she was readier than I thought. You should also let her be the one to set the overall pace. Once you achieve a rhythm that's pleasurable for the both of you, hold that pace until the moment arrives." She continued, as Heather began to pump back and forth against Sam's hand on the base of the dildo. Then Sam reached for Heather's pussy again and inserted two fingers as she rubbed Heather's clit. It didn't take long for this to send Heather into another orgasm. Sam then withdrew her fingers from Heather's pussy and offered them to Dan who licked and sucked them clean. She slowly removed the dildo from Heather's ass.

"When it's over and you pull out, do it slowly. The anus needs time to adjust here too." Heather mumbled something, but neither Dan nor Sam understood her.

"What was that, Heather?"

Heather picked her head up off the bench and said, "I repeat 'WOW'!". She rolled lazily off the bench and lay on her back on the floor with her knees drawn halfway up and legs spread. 

Sam looked at her for a few moments, then bent over and planted her face between Heather's legs. She licked her pussy three times then crawled up Heather's body until she was lying on top of her. She paused for a second with their breasts pressing into each other and looked back to make sure Dan was watching, which he was doing most intently. She turned back to Heather and kissed her deeply.

Heather surprised Dan, much to his delight, by kissing Sam back. After a few kisses, Sam pulled her face back from Heather's and said, "I think it's time we include your husband in our fun, don't you?"

Heather just giggled as Sam rolled off her and helped her to stand up. Then they turned toward Dan and climbed onto the edge of the Jacuzzi across from Dan facing him and spread their legs in unison. There in front of Dan were the glistening, bald pussies of two beautiful women who were just waiting to be satisfied. Once again, all he could say was "daaaammnn".

Tom and Angela drove past just as Vince was getting into his car so he made a snap decision to follow them. He had figured they would be going to Tom's place but was pleasantly surprised when they ended up at Angela's house in the country, instead. He pulled to the side of the road roughly 100 yards past the driveway and parked the car. While he walked back up the road he sopped once in awhile to pick up a stone of good size.

When he reached the driveway, he looked both directions then at the stone pillars on either side of the driveway. He didn't spot any cameras or sensors right away, but just to play it safe, he decided to do a perimeter check for any other surprises that may or may not be present. Once he had come full circle around the estate without detecting any security measure, he walked straight up the drive to the house. He wondered about the lack of security, then when he was 50 yards from the house, it dawned on him and he stopped. He began tossing the stones toward the house and on the third toss, he got exactly what he was expecting. The stone had landed approximately 30 feet from the house; but it had set off motion detectors and the house and yard were lit up like daytime before it hit the ground. He also heard the gate closing automatically. He knew now that there was no way to get close enough to the house to get a close look, so he decided to return to his car and come back when Tom wasn't around. The contract had Angela's name on it, not Tom's.

When he reached the closed gate, he tossed the last stone at it and was surprised by the amount of sparks that flew when it hit.

"Well, so much for plan B," he said out loud. He turned to his right and began his search for a tree he had seen earlier that was particularly close to the perimeter wall. That wall was the only thing standing between him and the first pussy he had a shot at since his return to the states, more than two months ago, and he had no intention of losing that pussy to a bunch of bricks and cement.

Tom was just about to join Angela upstairs when he noticed the lights go on outside. He went to the game room to look outside, but after five minutes of no movement he turned around to go upstairs and nearly walked into Angela.

"Jesus! I didn't even hear you come down."

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. Did you see anybody?" She was obviously nervous.

"No, I didn't. What makes you think it was a 'someone' and not a 'something'?" He asked.

"Because no thing, meaning no animal, could get within 100 yards of this house unless it was stone deaf." She explained as she looked out the window. Then she turned toward him and continued. "There are speaker installed all around the house which emit a sound that is outside the human range of hearing but is loud enough to shatter the eardrums of any animal from mouse to raccoon to dog if it got within 100 yards of the house. In addition to the speakers, as I'm sure you've already noticed, there are motion sensor lights on the outside of the house at 25-foot intervals. These motion sensors are set to trigger the lights at 50 feet. Do you understand what that means?

"Yeah, I understand. It means that nothing but a person should be able to get within 100 yards of this house. But what good do the lights do if you're not looking out the window at that particular moment?"

Angela smiled as she walked over to an intercom box on the wall and pressed a button. She returned to Tom's side and said, "Watch this." She turned toward the door and said, "Zeus, Apollo, Aphrodite, Druscilla, this is Tom, good guy." She said pointing to each dog in turn. Tom turned around and found he was looking at one of the biggest Rotweillers he had ever seen.

"Yikes!" He said softly.

"Don't worry about Zeus, he's your friend now." She looked at Zeus and said, "Zeus, get bad guy!" Zeus barked and he and the gang disappeared.

They both returned to the window to see Zeus, followed by the rest, following Vince's scent into the woods. "Those spotlights have only turned on three times in ten years when I wasn't expecting anyone. All three times, Zeus and his gang found someone snooping around where they shouldn't have been. Zeus is the big one; Apollo is next biggest. He and Zeus are brothers. Aphrodite, she's the small, fast one. Druscilla is oldest, but she let's Zeus run the show. They are all attack trained and only respond to two voices, the man who trained them and me. I've had them since they were puppies." She said proudly. Soon they heard the dogs barking in the woods. "Let's see what they found." Angela said, as she walked over to the bar and pressed a hidden button. Four video monitors come on behind the bar and they could see Zeus and the gang barking up a tree close to the perimeter fence. "Looks like our man got away, this time. Good boy Zeus, return!" She said to the monitor. "How do they here you?" Tom asked when he saw the dogs look straight at the camera and then return to the house.

"That camera they just looked at is in a synthetic tree. There is one at each corner of the estate and approximately every 100 yards in between. You can't tell them apart from real trees. There is a speaker on the dogs' collars'. My commands are transmitted through the intercom to the entire estate on a frequency that only those speakers receive."

"Impressive. It almost makes having uninvited guests fun."

"If you think that's fun, you just give me another three minutes and meet me upstairs. Do you remember which room?"

"Second room on the right correct?" 

"Correct. Why don't you make a fresh pitcher of drinks for us while you wait, but don't wait too long." She whispered and disappeared around the corner.

Dan slid across the Jacuzzi and lined up on his wife's hairless pussy. He was reaching for her legs when Sam grabbed his hand and tugged him in her direction.

"I think your wife is in need of a short rest." She took his head in her hands and planted his face on her pussy. "I, on the other hand, am now extremely horny!" As Dan and his tongue went to work on Sam's pussy, also glistening and hairless, she continued, "Heather tells me, mmmmmm, oh yeah!! That you are very… whoa yessss, right there!" She thrust her pussy tighter to his face. "Very good with your tongue. Mmmm hmmmm. And she was right!" Sam's hips were bucking against Dan's face, but he never lost contact. While she talked, he nibbled, licked, sucked and flicked at Sam's clit. She began to buck and moan, her breathing became heavy, and she grabbed handfuls of his hair and held him in his spot. Then with one final thrust of her hips, it was all over. Dan could taste her cum, sweet and salty at the same time. She lay forward onto Dan and he could feel her breasts pressing against his back.

Sam continued to lie on Dan's back for a few moments, enjoying the relaxation that follows an orgasm, then set up and turned to Heather and said, "I have honestly never had a man do that to me so quickly. You are so lucky to have a man like Dan all to yourself."

"Well, Sam, that was just the tip of the iceberg of what Dan can teach you. And as far as my having him all to myself, if Dan is willing, I see no reason we can't make this evening a regular occasion. What do you think, honey?" 

Both women looked hopefully at Dan.

He turned red with embarrassment and answered, "I am most certainly game if you are, honey."

"That's what I was hoping you'd say. Now why don't we go someplace where we can get more comfortable." Heather said, as she stood up and offered a hand to each of the others. They all headed for the master bedroom. Heather pulled down the covers to reveal new red satin sheets. "Now you to just relax while I get something from downstairs." She said and walked out the door.

"Well, well, well. Alone at last." Sam purred as she gently pushed Dan back onto the bed.

Vince had just found the tree he'd been looking for when he heard the dogs coming through the woods. Judging from the security measures on the house, he was pretty sure they weren't going to be friendly dogs. So he hurriedly scampered up the tree and jumped onto the wall. The dogs were there by the time he was standing on the wall. He looked down long enough to determine that the dogs were killers before dropping to the ground on the other side of the wall.

"Doesn't look like I'll be taking her at home either. Shit!" He said aloud as he got into his car. He started to turn around to get another look at the estate from the road, but decided against it t the last second. Instead, he kept driving the direction he was already facing, taking the long way back into town while forming yet another Plan B.

When he arrived at First & Second he was an hour early to pick Barb up so she was still behind the bar. When she turned around to take his order, he saw that her eyes were red like she'd been crying.

"Hey, is something wrong? Did Rick do something? Where is he?" Vince asked, looking for someone to vent his anger on.

"What? Oh no. Rick didn't do anything." Barb answered and turned quickly around, leaning on the cooler, her shoulders heaving like she was crying again.

"What's wrong"

"Nothing is wrong." Barb answered, with more heaves.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Crying? Oh no, no, I'm not crying. Ha Ha HAHAHAHAHA" Barb answered, her laughter almost maniacal. It was contagious though, because Vince then realized that most of the staff in the bar was also laughing. "Wow. What did I miss?" Vince asked, almost getting caught up in the laughter himself.

"Oh, you would not believe it. Hell, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes first. Check this out." Barb said as she leaned closer to Vince. "Whatever you said to him on your way out must have really PISSED him off. After you were gone, he went on break in the back of the bar. A few minutes later, an old friend of mine who is into cross-dressing came in and I got an idea. When he came in, he was dressed straight. I asked him if he'd like to help me with a practical joke on his favorite bouncer. You see, he's always kind of had the hoots for Rick. He said he was in. So I had him go home and get dolled up. That was all I had to say he knew the rest. When he returned, he immediately started flirting with Rick. Now Robbie, or Roberta when he's in drag, makes for a really good-looking woman. Tonight was no exception, Roberta was HOT! Rick doesn't have a clue. He flirts right back, winking, making eye contact across the bar, etc. Things slow down for a while and Roberta goes over to a table by the door and acts like she got stood up. Duh duh dahhh. Rick to the rescue! He joins her at the table, nice and close, always checking to be sure I'm noticing. Pretty soon, Rick has his hand on Roberta's leg under the table, then they dance. It's a slow dance. Roberta kisses his neck, then his cheek, then kisses him deep on the mouth. Rick kisses her right back. Then Roberta goes in for the kill; she whispers something in Rick's ear, nodding toward the storeroom. Rick is hooked. He comes up to the bar and says 'Hey Barb, I'm going on break for awhile.' I act like I don't want him to go and say 'Rick, this is your third break tonight.' He gets all macho and says 'Yes it is. I'll be back in a while.' Then he turns around and pulls Roberta toward the storeroom. As he's unlocking the door, Roberta looks at me and winks as she squeezes Rick's ass. Rick opens the door and smiles at me as he closes it. By this time everyone who knows Robbie is making bets on how far he'll get with Rick before he figures it out. They must have gone quite a ways, because Rick didn't come out of that room for nearly 15 minutes. Well, actually, we heard him scream first, then the door came flying open and Rick came flying out with his pants down around his ankles, his eyes open wide, and headed straight for the door. Just as he reaches the front door, Robbie comes out of the storeroom and calls out 'Ya'll come back now, ya hear!' Everyone in the bar knows what happened now and we just can't stop laughing. That's why my eyes are red." she finished. Vince had started laughing as soon as he heard about Robbie/Roberta. Now his eyes were watering too.

"Ah ha ha…Are you about ready to go?" He asked then burst out laughing again.

"Boy am I ever!" Barb said as she grabbed the tips out of her glass and came around the bar. As they were going out the door, she stopped and yelled. "Hey jimmy! I'm going on break! I'll be back tonight!!!" They heard the bar break out in laughter again as the door closed.

Neither Barb nor Vince could stop laughing on the way back to Barbs place. The furnishings in Barbs place surprised Vince.

"Wow! This is nice! What else do you do for work?" Expecting her to work two jobs to support a place like hers. It was decorated with leather furniture, oriental area rugs in every room, Nagel, Venosa and Ansel Adams prints on the walls, a projection screen TV on one wall in the living room, another wall offering an incredible view of the city.

"Let's just say that I was very careful with my money when I was younger. I put it into a few choice stocks and funds. The only reason I tend bar is to escape the inevitable boredom of not having to work" she said as she disappeared into the kitchen. Vince followed her.

"A few choice stocks and funds, huh? What kinds of stocks and funds does it take to support a place and a lifestyle such as yours?"

"You want specifics, huh? You're not going to steal anything from me are you?" She asked smiling. She took out a couple of beers from the fridge and put one in front of him as she sat down beside him.

"I promise I'm not a thief.'

"OK. I got in on the ground level of Microsoft, the early stages of Pentium, and last year I sold my share of some land in Texas to my brother for a nice healthy sum. Those are just a few. The bar gets me about 30 grand a year. Everything else brings in…well, let's just say I couldn't spend it all in my lifetime." She finished beaming proudly.

"Well, well, well. Aren't we quite the little money hound?" He leaned forward and kissed her. She leaned into the kiss and kissed him back. Vince broke away from the kiss after a few moments. "I, well, would you mind terribly if I took a shower before we go any farther with this?"

"Feeling kind of rank, are you? Sure, go right ahead. It's down the hall, last door on the left." She waited until she heard the water running, then she went into the bedroom and lit a few candles and took her clothes off. She changed the bedding then headed for the bathroom.

She opened the door just as Vince was stepping into the shower. She could see his naked outline through the glass on the shower door. She walked over to the toilet and sat down, relieving herself while she watched him wash himself under the spray of the shower. Her nipples hardened as he washed his cock. She crossed the bathroom and stepped into the shower stall.

"Hey, you want some help with that?" She asked as her hand joined his on his sudsy cock.

He let go and let her do all the work. He played with her nipples and ass as she stroked his cock slowly. Soon, he was fully hard. She released him and put her arms around his neck as they kissed, deeply and passionately. She could fell his cock poking at her belly. She pushed him to the back of the shower stall and allowed him to pick her up. He lifted her easily until her pussy was level with his cock. He held her there as she let go of his neck with one had to guide his cock into her hot, wet pussy. She leaned back and looked him in the eye as she settled down onto his cock and locked her legs behind his back. He lifted her and stood up away from the wall. He pumped and she met his thrusts as he squeezed her ass and teased her asshole.




Barrons, Ltd. Ch. 4



It had been quite a while for Vince and his resistance wasn't what it used to be. Thus it wasn't long before he was moaning. Barb could feel the tightening in his body and the throb in his cock. She unlocked her legs and knelt down in front of him, taking his cock into her mouth in long, slow, deep strokes. She sucked strongly on his cock while she massaged and kneaded his muscular ass. Soon she felt his cock throb again and tasted the pre-cum. She concentrated sucking and nibbling on the head of his cock while she vigorously stroked his shaft. Soon, he was groaning as his body convulsed and his cock shot cum into her mouth and down her throat. She continued until his body relaxed and his cock grew limp. He wound his fingers in and out of her hair as she looked up at him. He almost melted from the passion he could see in her eyes. She stood up and they kissed again. He began playing with her nipples and breasts. One hand traveled down to her pussy, probing the mass of curls for the hidden treasure. She stopped him.

"Why don't we wash up and continue this in the bedroom?"

"I think that's a good idea," he said as he grabbed the wash cloth and soap. "I'll wash you if you wash me."

"You already washed yourself."

"Yeah, but it wasn't nearly as much fun as having you do it."

"Oh really? Well, if you insist. You first, she said as she turned her back to him.