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A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 01

By: vastiesmith



I would like to thank Ms. Sharon Johnson who had the courage to edit my poor spelling and grammar. Thanks to her, this story is much better and her hard work is appreciated. Thanks Sharon!

This is a long love story, so be prepared. It was written from both the man's and the woman's viewpoint. The story was put together for the most part from e-mails that were shared between them as they wrote the story. As the story builds and moves forward, it establishes the relationship and develops the interaction between the two individuals. This happens both before and during the sex, which they experienced. The sex then becomes the major question and key element in the story. It was suggested that the two of them write a story together by the female as their Internet relationship built. The story was written to be as realistic as it could be. That is the story isn't one of those, "He see her and fucks her!" stories. She insisted it should be written from a more real life encounter. She was insistence!

It was also written from the man's point of view to try and express his true and sincere feelings about what was happening to him in the story and in his real life, along the way. He now feels that he was disappointed badly and wishes she would finish the story both in the e-mail and perhaps one-day together for real. 

While the man recorded the events in his PC diary, he also wrote what he was hoping for one day. They shared pictures, some very revealing, and found them very erotic. However, it is the lady who must decide if there is ever to be a real meeting between the two of them. And only she can finish this story. It is his true wish that she will one day. 

She was such a beautiful and sexy woman that he would have absolutely enjoyed being with and would have worked hard to please her completely physically mentally and spiritually if given half the chance. In fact he would have flown to see her or sent her fare to come to America and visit him. He wasn't in love; far from it! He was aroused, ardent, and yes, infatuated by her. He felt she was the same with him. He wanted to share what he was sure would have been one hell of a fling for both of them. And only time would tell where that would finally lead.

Now when a lady writes stories like she did on Lit., and writes messages like she did with such wonderful and beautiful photos attached she can't say she isn't interested in being chased and maybe finally taken. Or, maybe it was just a game, a very nasty game for her. The man would have ensured she enjoyed their meeting and he would have given her the best sex in both of our lives. His tongue and cock hungered for her and she knew it! She told him she was wet and masturbated thinking of him often. In fact his entire being would have worked to please her. So here's the story!

Day 1 from the man's viewpoint: I had been traveling for just over two weeks now and had one last city to hit before heading home. As the plane became full now, I was thinking, "God I hate Atlanta's airport. But, it will be nice to see New York City again."

It had been almost 2 years since I was there last and now that I had three days to get work done that should take maybe a full day or less; I could enjoy some relaxation. I wanted some personal time in the Big Apple too. I would have some time to shop in the great stores for Christmas presents. Plus I could now eat a great meal in some of the greatest restaurants in the world. Then I would just relax before taking the AMTRAC train home. 

Sitting in first class, I was going over my notes for the meeting that I was to chair. I hear a sound of someone rushing into the plane at the very last minute before it was scheduled to take off. Since I had been in that situation many times myself when flying out of Atlanta, I didn't even bother to look up until I hear a woman's voice say, "Excuse me. May I drop these on my seat please?"

I smiled as I was thinking, "What a great accent!"

When I started to look up, I saw a pair of short heels attached to a set of very nice legs that went under a dark skirt about 3inches above the knee. There was an ankle bracelet on her right leg and as my eyes headed up her body I smiled. The skirt blossomed out very nicely around a set of shapely full hips. As my eyes moved further up her body I saw a somewhat small waist and a very nice pair of at least "C" cup breasts. Then as I looked up into her face to see whom that body belonged too I smiled again. Standing in front of me was one of the most attractive women I have ever seen in my life or at least for a very long time. She looked to be about 35 and in good shape. She looked like she really needed help with her luggage. So being a sort of gentlemen that I am most of the time, I asked, "Need a hand with those?" 

She smiled and said, "Yes, thank you."

She had the loveliest accent. British I guessed, could have been Australian or New Zealand. Hell I can't tell the difference and that has gotten me in trouble a few times. So I took a chance as I stood to put her bags in the over head compartment, asking, "British?"

She smiled again and said, "How did you guess?"

As I stood I said, "Just lucky."

I smiled back as I assisted her with the two heavy bags. As she stood there, I could see that this woman was dressed to the 9s with a very nice business suit on! She looked very business like but her almost continuous smile told me she was a most likely nice person too. I was thinking, perhaps she's not one of those icy bitchy businesswomen who want to eat up and spit out every man who tells them hello. After the bags were put away, she said thanks again and turned and went to the lady's room. 

I sat back down. When she returned it was then I realized for sure she would be sitting next to me? I said to myself, "This might be a good flight after all.

How little did I know what was to come in the week and part of the month that followed. As she leaned over to drop her day planner in her front seat pocket, I was please by an eye full of her lovely left breast. As she bent forward, the top of her suit jacket opened revealing about half of it. Her lacey black bra went perfect with her body and outfit. However, realizing it almost immediately, she quickly put a hand to her top and closed it taking my wonderful view. She said, 'Looks like we're together. Excuse me again I guess I have the window seat." 

I moved my legs to the side rather than standing up and she squeezed by. As she sat in her seat the tight skirt she was wearing rode up her shapely legs about 4 inches above the knee. I didn't pant and look like a high school kid would have, but I dam well looked. She had a very nice set of legs. Then I looked into her eyes and smiled. She smiled back as she pulled the skirt down as far as she could. The flight crew began their discussion about the seat belt, and the exit signs and the oxygen etc. I said, "You just made that one."

She was still breathing a little quickly and answered, "Yes, I hate the Atlanta airport. There are just too many planes, people and ramps!"

I told her I couldn't agree more and only flew out of Atlanta if I had no other choice. Then I held out my hand and said, "Hi I'm Vern call me V. You're going to New York or you're on the wrong plane." Then I stopped and said; " Year! I know, bad joke. Is New York your final stop?"

She shook my hand, smiled again and said, "Mandy. Yes, for a few days. Then it's up to Boston for some personal leave."

I said, "Oh Boston. I enjoy Boston it's one of my favorite cities on the East Coast. It's a great city so much history!"

She said, "Yes, but it's all American isn't it?"

I realized again that I was talking with someone from the UK not America. So I said, "Yes but it's still interesting don't you think?"

She said, "I guess."

Then trying to recover I asked, "So business or pleasure in New York?"

She said, "Mostly business. But a little of both I guess." 

She explained why she was traveling and then finally vacationing a few days in the Boston area. I told her I was heading to New York and then back home to Richmond. I don't know why I told her all of this, but I said, "I am retired now, and I feel so lucky that I could do it at a relatively young age. Now, I only work on a job as a courtesy to a very good friend, or if there's a chance to get involved with a group of investors on the ground floor of a new and hopefully profitable project. But believe me, when I get home I plan to take at least two weeks of vacation and not do anything except what I want to do." 

I even went further to tell her I have been enlisted by a group of investors to examine locations and property, which might make good night clubs and dinner theaters locations along the East Coast. A California syndicate was thinking about opening 4 of these places and I had been to Ft. Lauderdale, South Beach, and now heading to New York and then Richmond and DC, as they were some of the prime locations under view. 

The plane taxied down the runway and was in the air when we were offered drinks and food. The usual first class stuff and this flight included champagne, which Mandy seemed to enjoy. I took a vodka and tonic (V&T) with a couple of limes. I told her, "You know you have to really watch these limes. I got really sick one evening from to many limes. Felt I might actually die. Then I was scared I wouldn't!"

Another bad joke but she smiled anyway! I was thinking this woman is very nice. Special! She seemed not only beautiful with a fantastic body, but she was fun to talk with! I really enjoyed being with her. Yes, Mandy was quiet charming and the usual boring flight to New York was this time, something much more special. 

We chatted about our kids and their schools and about our lives. We both found out that we were married at one time and divorced. I told her I had another place that I lived in during the winter months since I hated cold weather and my daughter was going to have another child and that I was way to young to be a grand father. I told her I was going to be 50 next year, 2005.

We talked about how kids these days were most likely the smartest educated we have ever had but they didn't have a clue about the real life and the long-term effects on us all that they will one day have to face. We also discussed traveling after 9/11 and how much more of a problem it was for people like us. We actually opened up to each other like old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time. Then we heard the pilot come on the speaker and say, "Lady's and gentlemen we are about 20 minutes out of New York City, it's 57 degrees. On behalf of the entire flight crew I want to thank you for flying American."

I looked at her and said, "Man! That was a quick flight. Thank you for making it so enjoyable."

She said, "Yes, it was rather fast at that and thank you. I don't know when I have had a nicer trip."

Her smiled was magical and I think we both realized that the three-hour plus flight had seen like less than 20 minutes because of how we got alone with each other. Neither of us had opened our files or did any business at all. I was hoping she didn't notice my eyes glancing over her body a great number of times as we chatted. But she was very attractive and most likely had men doing that all the time. After all, that's usually why we talk with a stranger in the first place at the start. It's generally the physical appearance of people that first attracts us to each other. Especially with the opposite sex this is even truer. And Mandy had all the right physical accessories that was for sure! But she was also intelligent, very smart and business savvy. She was fun too and I felt quiet a nice person. 

As the plane began to turn and head for the runway, I was thinking I would really like to see her again. So as I was thinking to myself, "As my old daddy use to say about women, Son, remember if you don't ask you know the answer is no."

So I said, "Mandy I know we have only chatted for a few hours, but you know as much or more about me than most people do. I have no meetings after 4 PM today and free for dinner. If you are free too, I would very much love to take you to dinner tonight. That is if you are available. I'm staying at the Marriott on 85 West Street."

She said, "Well small world, so am I Vern!"

She looked at me for what seemed like a very long time, but in reality was only a few seconds I'm sure. Then she said, "Well I won't know for sure if I'm free until later today. Can I call you?"

The plane touched down and we exited the plane together. I couldn't help watching her walk up the ramp and into the terminal. She has such a lovely nice rear too. "WOW! More assets to attract me", I said to myself. Since we were going to the same hotel, we took one cab. I held the door for her and as she got in, I got a very nice eye full of her shapely legs as she swung them into the cab. Her short tight skirt gave me a very look at the outline of her thighs and lower body at the same time. She smiled as she slid over exposing even more of her legs above her knees. She said, "Dam skirt!" She tugged on it to pull it down and showing me some of her breast again as she did. Then she sat back finally giving up and leaving the skirt sit about 4 inches above her knees.

I said, "Well it does look very nice on you."

She smiled but knew I was giving her the once over. Then we began chatting again. I told her I was glad I lived in the county where there were lots of trees. I asked, "Have you ever notice the small number of trees in this city except for Central Park? I could never live here. Visit yes, shop yes, eat yes, see the shows yes, but live here, no way!"

She smiled again and I wrote down the phone number of the hotel down on the back of my business card so she would have it. I handed it to her. I said, "Ask for the Fifty Avenue suite. Then ask for me, if I don't answer the phone. Do you have any idea what time you might be calling?"

She said, "Yes, around 3 PM. But to be safe how about I ring you before 4 PM if that would be OK." 

I smiled again and told her, "Great! I am looking forward to see you again Mandy."

She said, "Me too Vern!"

She smiled as the cab made a turn and I had to tell the driver he was going the wrong way. I think he was trying to run up the fare but when I said something he turned down another street a few blocks later we were going back in the right direction again. As we pulled up to the hotel I again watched her struggle with the skirt as she stepped out of the cab in front of the young man from the hotel who was now holding the door for her. His young eyes didn't miss anything either. And he smiled a very long time as he watched her walk into the hotel.

We checked in and Mandy told me she was in room 332. I wrote it down. My suite was on the 5th floor number 502. If I wanted a room on the same floor with her I couldn't have a suite. We said our good-byes and headed off to our rooms. 

From the woman's viewpoint: As with many meetings that have significance in our lives we met through the most extreme of coincidences. Both flying to New York on altered plans and both upgraded to first class in seats next to each other.

I'd only just made the flight from Atlanta where I'd been visiting the office of the ad agency I worked for. I was touring round the eight US offices seeing how things work prior to opening up a brand new branch in my favorite US city, Boston. As I entered the plane and stood in front of the row where my seat was, I was little out of breathe. I had to put a couple of heavy bags up into the luggage bin and as I was trying to do that, I heard.

"Need help? Here let me."

I looked and saw you and smiled. "They are a little heavy, thanks."

"No problem at all it's my pleasure," and you smiled back.

I leaned across the aisle seat and slipped a magazine and a book into my seat pocket and then went to the bathroom quickly. Returning I saw that you were in the seat next to me. 

"Hi again," you smiled looking up at me as I reached up to the luggage bin to get my blackberry from one of the bags. I was a little hot and bothered having had to rush so much through the massive Atlanta airport. I hadn't had time to change after leaving my business meeting so I was stilling "power dressed." The tight Donna Karen black skirt suit was not really appropriate for either rushing through airports or for flying in. I realized feeling very thankful though to have been upgraded to first class taking the last seat available on the plane.

The skirt, though stylish and conservatively sexy, was too tight and, being a few inches, above the knee too short really for sitting on reclined seats in a demure fashion. The top being, slightly double breasted, and was designed to be worn without anything other than underwear under it was also awkward in such circumstances.

Sitting at a desk or table fairly upright and walking around it was fine. But again when my back was reclined a little or when I bent forward it of course gaped. Probably that's what the designer intended. So of course after bending to put stuff in the seat pocket, reaching up to the overhead stowage and now laying back in the deep luxurious seat, I felt as though I'd flashed most of my bits and pieces to the entire first class cabin in general and you in particular.

As the plane eased into the air with us sipping our drinks you started chatting. I found it so easy to talk to you that I don't think there was hardly a pause on the journey that I guess must have taken the best part of three and half-hours. It was one of the most interesting flights I'd had. The book remained unopened, the magazine unread and the blackberry unused.

As we flew north, I'd explained that I was spending the night and most of the next day at the agency's New York office near to Times Square and was going to catch the shuttle up to Boston late afternoon. My plan was to spend the rest of the week meeting realtors and visiting offices and then take a long weekend at a house I'd borrowed on Cape Cod. The following week I'd be looking at apartments and houses to rent for my likely six-month stay in Boston.

You were politely and without appearing to be prying asked what was happening with my daughter who I'd probably gabbled on about too much. I explained that the period coincided with her entering her fifth year at upper school at the need of which she had to sit some very important exams. "It's quite common," I explained "for kids to board that year."

I went on saying that in the holidays she would fly out, I'd be popping back a few times on business and it was not too long a flight for a weekend back home now and then.

For some reason I opened up with you rather more than I usually did but then that was probably because you were so easy to talk to, appeared genuinely interested in what I said and didn't stare too overtly at my thighs or cleavage! No seriously it was probably because you were also so open and during the time you told me about your children and what you were doing in New York. The time flew by. We checked in and went our separate ways. I called V around 4:15 PM and we decided to go shopping first and then have dinner.

From the man's viewpoint – evening After unpacking, I started writing up some changes to the meeting notes I had and as time dragged by I waited for the phone to ring. Two other calls regarding business came in but none from Mandy. At 4:15 PM the phone rang. It was Mandy. She first apologized for calling late but her meeting ran way over. She told me she was finished and she would be delighted to go to dinner with me. She asked, "So V, what are you doing now?"

I said, "Finishing up my notes for tomorrow's meeting. But it's a little bit of nothing actually."

She said, "Well I have to pick up two things for my daughter that I promised I would buy for her. And then I think I would do a little shopping for myself when do you want to meet for dinner? And what should I wear?"


A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 01



I said, "Let's go casual tonight Mandy. In fact why don't I meet you in the lobby say in an hour and we'll both do a little shopping? I have a few things I need to get too. Then we can come back to the hotel, drop off our packages and head to dinner. What would you like to eat?"

She didn't care. 

So I told her I knew a cool little place about 3 blocks from the hotel that served Italian. I told her about it and she felt it would perfect. So at 5 PM I went to the lobby and she was there a few minutes later. She had on a nice tan pair of slacks this time. I guess the skirt was just too much of a pain for her all day. And, she had on a very nice open neck button down green blouse. The outfit while fairly conservative certainly did show off her beautiful body. I smile as she came near and I was think, "Hell a card board box would still make this lovely lady look sexy!" 

We greeted each other and off we went. I was really enjoying this woman much more than I had enjoyed any female in a long time. Not that I'm a guy who has a different woman every week, like my son! But Mandy was very much fun to be with. She kidded and flirted and teased and carried on with me like she had known me for years! She hurried and picked up her daughter's two items saying, "You know Vern, a teenager needs these or she will absolutely die without it." 

We both laughed as we walked around some of the other small shops for about an hour. I purchased a watch for my son and an outfit, with Mandy's help, for my daughter and one for the upcoming baby. 

She was looking at the different scarves and when she wasn't near, I purchased one she said she liked without her knowing it. I figured I would make a couple of points at dinner when I gave it to her. I had the clerk wrap it as she went into another shop for women. With all of our goods in my hands we walked back to the hotel. I was being a gentleman again. 

We went to our rooms and she told me she would be maybe 15 minutes and meet me in the bar for a drink. So I cleaned up quickly and then went to the bar in the lobby where we planned to meet. I ordered her a dry white wine and a V&T for me. 

I felt a light tap on my shoulder and turning I saw Mandy standing there smiling as usual. I offered her my seat since it was the only one left. She had changed again and now wore a short skirt again. Not the same one she had on in the plane, this one was dark green but more casual. Her top was the same type, open neck but this one was light green. She said, " I think you like me better in a skirt Vern." Then she smiled and told me, "Actually, I was using some power and some got on the slacks. When I tried to clean it off it left a wet mark and I had to change."

I told her she was a devil and I believed her first story about me liking her better in a skirt! After a few minutes I asked, "Well you look super! Ready to go?"

She said, "Yes, I'm starving!"

I smiled and said, "Maybe I should take my business purchasing card with me, because I'm very hungry too!" 

She laughed this time at my bad joke! We caught a cab and headed uptown a few blocks. As we stopped in front of the Wholesale Seafood House it was 8 PM. As I helped her out of the cab she gave me another look at her lovely long legs and this time I saw some of her white upper and inner thighs! I was betting she had on thigh high nylons and most likely a garter belt and a matching thong. "Spectacular", I said to myself! 

I was thinking how much I liked this woman. I mean sure, I would love to have her in my bed making love to me with that gorgeous body. I smiled a little as I imagined what it would be like in bed, as we licked and sucked and fucked each other crazy. What man won't? But also, I really liked her, as a friend too. "Funny" I said, "I haven't known you very long at all Mandy and yet I think of you already as a good friend. You are so easy to talk with and fun to be with. Come on I'm really hungry now. It must have been the V&T."

She said, "No it's the limes Vern and thank you V for saying that. It's very nice to have and be a friend."

The place I had picked out was an Italian restaurant that had small private type dinning rooms for two, three and four tables rather than a large opened room with a large number of tables. I gave the maitre a $20 and he gave us a quiet room with one table, which was sort of out of the way without really being so. Our waiter, Antonio was great! I asked Mandy if she would like me to order and she told me yes. I asked Antonio what was special tonight. He had three. Seafood consisting of a swordfish with a white spicy sauce over angle hair pasta or mash potatoes and a choice of vegetables. The sauce was a cream sauce that was supported by cloves and garlic. We passed. Number two was a Linguini or Fettuccine Alfredo with wild mushrooms, scallops and shrimp. The third was boneless chicken cacitoria. I didn't know if I should order white or red wine, so I asked Mandy which she preferred the best and she told me white. Then I saw the wine I very much enjoy at home on the list. So I ordered a bottle of white wine that came from a small winery in San Diego, California. I had always liked it and felt it would go great with our food. Then I decided on the Linguini for Mandy and the chicken for me. I told her, "I love their chicken here it's the best I have ever eaten. And you will give me a sample of your Alfredo won't you? " 

She smiled and said, "Yes, we can share V. It's always nice to share isn't it?"

I reached for her hand as she reached for her water glass. She let me hold her hand for a moment. I said, "Thank you for joining me for dinner it will so much more enjoyable now that you are here. I think that's something I really hated when I called on customers the first time. I would sometimes be eating alone and always found it to be the pits."

She told me, "If you think it's bad for men it's even worst for women. I mean we are always being hit on when we are alone."

I guess I never realized it but she was correct. I said, "Yes, I agree and think you are 100% correct. In fact I have been known to do just that once or twice on my life. But no more that that!"

She smiled and said, "Well it's much better to eat with friends than business acquaintances too. This is much better than a big table of loud people drinking and talking loud and caring on. Don't you think so?"

I smiled and she removed her hand. I looked into her eyes and said, 'Yes! Dinner with you would be wonderful even if we were having hotdogs."

She said, "Hotdogs! When I can have Italian, no way!"

We both laughed as the bread salad and wine came, and she pulled her hand away and lowered it beneath the table. We had gone into our second bottle of wine when our food came. We shared our dinners and they were both great. She told me she very much liked my chicken and the Alfredo with the seafood was fantastic. 

During dinner I told her about a few places in Massachusetts near Boston that I would very much recommend. One was a lobster house that looked bad but had the cheapest and best lobster anywhere. We talked about traveling which is my very favorite thing to do. I told her about some of my travel adventures in the Caribbean and South America over the years. I hammed it up with stories about the Navy, but only for fee minutes, no sense boring this lovely lady. Then I talked about cruising either on a large cruise ship or private sailboat. We agreed the sailboat was the better of the two. 

She again told me about her job and daughter and life since her divorce. The conversation got around to her trip to Boston and her vacation. I was hoping that somehow she would invite me up to visit her in Boston for the weekend. But, I figured she didn't know me that well. Then out of the blue Mandy said, "You seem to know a great deal about the Boston area. I don't guess you would be will to pop up to Boston when you're finish here and show me around a little before heading back to Richmond? I'll buy you dinner!"

I smiled and said, "Well it can't be this weekend but how long are you staying?"

She told me she would be there for another week after that to look at places she may be staying on holiday later on. If she decided to rent a place she would rent it for a 6-month stay.

I knew I couldn't get away until that Saturday night and it would be late maybe 10 PM maybe later before I could get up there on the red eye. I told her my schedule and said, "Well if you really wanted me to help you look for a rental, I would be happy to do so and can be there late Saturday night. I could stay for two or three days. You know, a small vacation in Boston for a few days with you is far better than a week home alone preparing the house for when I headed south! If I head south this year! With my daughter having a child, I'm not sure what I'm doing. How about you e-mail me with where you're staying up there and I'll get a room close by. Then we can rent a car and go driving around and dine at some of those nasty seafood houses I know with all that melted butter on things. It will be fun!"

She clapped her hands and said, "That would be smashing! But I have to watch the butter!" I said, "Oh hell Mandy you look great to me! We'll have to do some butter it's just not proper to eat lobster and other seafood without it. Or, anything for that matter. Butter and onions are good with anything!"

She smiled and said, and garlic too if you don't want to be kissed."

I said, "Well I don't know about the men in England, but I'd be proud to kiss you even if you reeked of all three." And I bent in towards her. She didn't back away and our lips just touched for a few seconds for the first time. Then she moved away again quickly. Her lips were very soft and the kiss was quick and gentle. I tasted her for the first time and really liked it. It was special. I wanted more but she pulled back and looked at me and blushed a little in the candlelight. I said, "See! You taste great even without butter just think how good you would taste with it."

She smiled but didn't say anything.

We hadn't realized it but the time flew by and before either of us knew it we were the last couple except for some old men playing Botchy ball. They had a court in the restaurant corner. We stopped and watched as the old men played, checked Mandy out and spoke in Italian. I'm sure it was about her.

We decide to walk back to the hotel and get some exercise. But soon I realized that it wasn't to smart because it was late. Not that midnight is late for New York but late for two people to be walking down small and very low-lighted streets.

Then I saw a horse drawn carriage and haled it. We got in, again with her tight skirt on stepping up into the carriage was fun for me to watch. She has such a nice rear end. I almost touched it but figured I'd be pushing my luck. When we were in, we covered with the big blanket and I said, " How about Central Park West for few minutes driver then back to the Marriott on 85th street?"

He turned and we went around the outside of the park until we then started back to the Marriott. While we sat, your hand was against my leg and I reached down and took it in my hand. I squeezed it and you placed it on your leg. It wasn't against your body but it was certainly on your upper thigh. I bent in and kissed you again. You didn't protest. Our tongue exchanged and we touched each other's face and neck as I tried to pull you closer. You stopped me when our upper bodies were just starting to touch. As I felt your tongue in my mouth and your breast pressing against me, I could feel myself getting hard. I moved your hand to my leg but you pulled your hand up and out of the blanket. You broke the kiss and said, "WOW! We better stop. This is very nice. I'm very happy I came with you tonight Vern. Thank you again!"

She smiled at me again as I touched her face and said, "No! I'm the one who should be thankful. I had dinner with a wonderful beautiful woman! Are you going to be around tomorrow?"

She said, "Yes but again V, I don't know what time for sure. I'll call you and leave a message at your hotel. Maybe we can do this again. It will be my treat this time."

We got out of the carriage and I got a great view of about half of her full breasts and deep cleavage and a thigh as she stepped down. We went to the elevator. I got off at her floor and walked her to her door. She opened it and turned with her hand. She said, "Good night Vern I have a marvelous time. I'll call you either way tomorrow about tomorrow night. And thank you again for a very nice and special evening."

I said, "You're welcome."

She began to turn and I stopped her. I said, "Mandy, you know, there's an old Navy custom and that is I have to kiss you good night at your door. You wouldn't want to break an old Navy custom would you?"

She smiled and said, "Your full of it!" But she came to me and kissed me very tenderly and pressed her entire body into me this time. I felt the rise of my blood pressure and my cock again! God she did work me up quickly. She held the kiss a longer time this time. I knew she could feel the pointing of my cock against her thigh. As she broke she said, "Now the tradition is carried on. You better go I have a very early morning meeting and a long day tomorrow. I'll call as soon as I can V the evening was wonderful. Good night."

She gave me another quick peck on the cheek and my hand brushed her hip and ass as she pulled away and closed the door. Leaving me hard and aching for more. I guessed that's what women want you to feel. I headed down to the bar thinking of her. And wondered if she would call me tomorrow and if she would go out with me again. I also wondered what she really felt about me and if it was anything like I did for her. I smiled as I remembered the line about the butter that I used. I wondered if she got what I was saying? You know reading between the lines so to speak. I'm sure she did she was very bright as she was nice looking. I really liked this woman! Time would tell. I decided I didn't need another drink after all so I headed up to my room. When I got there I had a phone message from Mandy.

From the woman's viewpoint: Lots of guys try but very few succeed. Many or most men feel they can build a rapport with a single woman they've just met purely by their charm and personality. They seem to believe that just because the woman's by herself that for some magical reason she'll fall under his spell. Flirting and ogling a woman's body in a way that isn't either offensive or just plain smutty isn't something that many men can pull off with aplomb and style. Appropriate flirting and reasonable ogling, though, are things that appeal to many women. The problem is men just don't seem to be able to get the balance right. Their stares are too intense, or worse, furtive. They take surreptitious glances at a neckline, hemline or a leg. They use silly and too obvious double entendres. They take themselves too seriously and are usually too rushed in trying to move things from "hello" to "can I take your panties off?" And if given even the slightest encouragement of perhaps a smile or an exchange of pleasantries all too often they see that as the green light to wandering hands and the assumption that she wants IT. And when such men learn that the woman's divorced it all gets multiplied up for obviously "she must be gagging for it, mustn't she?"

On my traipsing around the States over the past few months, I'd seen such men in bundles. They seemed to be everywhere and particularly in airports and on planes. There really does seem to be something about men when they travel. They become wild things up and for and after most any single women they see.

It was such a breath of fresh air then to have met you on the plane. So much so that I'd hardly hesitated when you asked me to dinner. I'd hadn't held back as we'd shared the lovely food and wine. Nor resisted in the carriage when our hands had met under the blanket and hadn't stopped you outside my room when we kissed in a very body to body way. And it had taken quite some strength of character for me to not invite you into my room. 

There was a difference with you to most American men. Slightly more sophistication of thought, approach and manner probably, I deduced, from you having traveled overseas quite a lot. Many Americans are so insular they lack the perception to relate effectively to other races or nationalities for their approach is so one-dimensional. Yours wasn't. You related to me so easily on many levels.

You found a good balance between many things. You seemed able to create the right mood and atmosphere between us and said nearly all the right things to make me feel totally comfortable with you. 

As I shut the door to my room, rather reluctantly I admit I mulled over what it was that attracted me so strongly to you. I've always been a sucker for intelligent and worldly wise men. A clever phrase, an incisive thought or a well-balanced argument can often be enough for me to start swooning at that man's feet. And you had all of that and in spades. A not too serious and a rather self deprecating approach linked to a keen sense of humor can take the swoon further and turn it into an almost need for some bodily or oral attention from him. And when all of that is done with the confidence and assurance you displayed but that can in no way be mistaken for arrogance. Then, there is likely to be no need at all for him to try to get my knickers off for it's probable that I'll have removed them myself.

You also had the ability to flirt with me almost from the moment we met but in a nice way. A way that made it clear you'd probably like to go further with me but if I wasn't interested then that would be fine and we'd just enjoy the time we had together to the full. And on top of all that you looked at me in the way that women like to be looked at. I mean after all we don't wear tight jackets that gape, short tight skirts that ride up or blouses that emphasize our figure not to be looked at do we? Being the fickle creatures we are though it's how the man looks that's important. And I can only describe your look as one of assured and clear interest. You didn't leer at my breasts or ogle the excess leg I showed on the plane. No you looked at me, as a connoisseur would inspect the objects they so admire. You were able to look at women with the right balance between an obvious desire to see her body and a respect for it. You stared with just the right amount of intensity for just the right amount of time.

When we sat in the horse drawn carriage and you placed your hand on my thigh, at that moment I wanted the driver to go further into the park, to keep you going up along my thigh. As we drove down those darkening roads, I wanted to pull your hand further up my legs and between them so you could feel my heat. As my body had jerked with the feeling of your hand on my thigh so a voice somewhere inside was crying out saying, make him undo your blouse, make him undo the belt on your skirt and slide the zip down. Make him touch you!

It was all those things that made me feel I didn't want the evening to end. It was my recall of the evening's events that made me not want to be alone. It was how you'd made me feel that demanded I see more of you, and that's why I dialed your room. When there was no answer from you room I felt a pang of disappointment. But then why I wondered, working out that you'd probably gone to the bar. Cynically I thought, "probably gone to find another bird to fuck tonight." Nasty I know but that's how we are and after all I could be totally wrong about you and you might after all be like all the others. I put the phone down without leaving a message and started to undress. But after slipping the blouse off, undoing the skirt and just as I was reaching behind me to unclip my bra I glanced in the mirror and saw myself. Daftly I smiled at myself and said, "Do you really want to go to bed yet?" Giggling a little as I watched one of my hands brush a breast I replied, "well that depends who with doesn't it?" 




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 01



I rang again and still no reply but this time I said, "Hey V remember me? I don't feel tired and wondered how a girl around here gets a little company. Give me a call if it's before midnight."

From the man's viewpoint – much later in the evening: When I got back to my room I saw that I had a message on my phone. I picked it up and hear Mandy's voice telling me if I get to my room by midnight to call her. I looked at my watch and saw it was 12:15AM! "Shit", I said, out loud. Then I took a chance and dialed her room anyway. She answered it after the second ring saying, "Hello, Vern?"

"Yes it's me. Sorry if I woke you but since it was so close to midnight I figured I take a chance and see if you were still up. How are you?"

"Yes I'm still awake but I just got into my nightie and into bed. Think I'll have a little trouble sleeping tonight. I think it was all that great food and wine we consumed", she said.

I smiled thinking about how she would look in bed in her "nightie'. Then I said, "What color?"

"What color? What color is what?' she asked"

I said, "Your nightie, what color is your nightie?"

She laughed and said, "Black" what other color is there?"

I laughed and said, "Mandy you killing me! Let's see there's red, orange and white to name a few. But black is good too."

She said, " Well it's not one that a lady would wear to impress a man. It's old and almost floor length and the top is a little stretched. But it's soft and I like the feel of it on my skin. Why did you ask what color it was?"

I smiled as my brain took in Mandy's image lying in bed in her black nightie with a stretched top showing a large amount of cleavage, maybe the top half of her wonderful breasts, maybe even a nipple when she bent over just right. My cock got a definite twinge in it and jumped. 

I said, "Wait! I want to picture what you look like in it. I bet you look smashing."

She said, " Well usually I sleep in the nude but when I travel I wear something just in case there's a fire or an emergency and I have to leave my room quickly. This one hides my figure it's so full from just under my boobs down to the floor. But I guess it does amplify my breasts a little while it hides the rest of me. It's an old lady's nightie that no one should see but me."

I smiled again knowing with a body like Mandy had nothing could really hide it. I said, "Well maybe one day you'll show it to me if I promise not to glare at you and behave myself."

She hesitated again and said, "V, Did you have a nice time tonight? I did! It was fun and the food at dinner was great. And you were a very nice gentleman just like I figured you would be. But did you have fun tonight with me?"

I said, "Yes Mandy the evening was splendid and the food was delicious. And you made me laugh and I truly enjoyed your company. Thank you again for going with me. I only hope tomorrow, or I should say later today, we could see each other again. That is unless you feel like getting out of bed and going with me to have a drink now. You know that maybe the reason you are having trouble sleeping is because you were thinking of our last kiss and me. Or would that be hoping for to much?"

She hesitated before saying, "Could be. That was very nice too V. So where are you down in the bar, or in some strange woman's bedroom?"

I laughed and told her I was heading for the bar right after seeing you back to your room but then decide not to go by myself. When I got back to the room I saw the message light flashing. And, I'm now standing in my room in my shorts looking out at the lights of the city. Want some company?"

She said, "What color are they?"

I laughed out loud. Then I told her, "Black what other color is there?"

She laughed back at me. Then she said, "Well there, red, orange and white to name a few. But black would look nice on you too I'm sure. What type are they?"

I told her boxers. Real men have to wear boxers and she laughed out loud again before saying, "And what size?

I said, "Getting a little personal now aren't we? 34 why what size are yours?"

She said, " I don't wear panties to bed V. Does that bother you?"

I laughed and said, "What do you think?"

She said, "Well I don't know."

I asked her, "Would it make you happy if I told you yes, it bothers me a great deal knowing you are in bed and not wearing any panties."

"Yes, yes V it would make me happy to know it bothers you. But would that be a good or bad bother?"

I said, "Good Mandy, very good. In fact I'm thinking about it right now. And I think I'm going to have to take my boxers off."

She sighed and said, "Why V? Why are you going to take your boxers off? Because I excite you maybe?"

I said, "You know you do! Yes, and if you're not wearing any underwear than I won't either. And do you like that? Like that I'll be nude in bed now as I talk with you? Does it excite you that I'm laying on my back with nothing on, and holding myself?"

She sighed again and said, "Yes V! It excites me a great deal. I'm touching myself too."

I said with a deeper voice, "Where? Where are you touching yourself?"

She said, "No, don't ask just talk to me V tell me what you're doing."

I said, "Mandy I think you are very beautiful and all night I wanted to touch you."

She asked, "Where V? Where did you want to touch me?"

I said, "Touch your body with my hand."

And why didn't you V," she whispered.

I said, "I didn't want you to think I was just another guy who wanted to lay you in bed and have sex with you. Well I do want that but I want to see you again, more than one more time too. I was planning to come to Boston with you before going home."

Oh why V? Why do you want to COME to Boston with me?"

I said, "To be with you! I'll call home tomorrow and rearrange my schedule. I have my laptop and can work from Boston just as easy as Richmond. So when you fly out I'll be with you. That is if you want me."

She told me she did and she was glad we would be going to Boston together. Then she said she was so excited thinking about us being together for a few day of just fun. "So what are you thinking about right now V?"

"You I'm thinking about you and how you look and what you have on and don't have on."

She asked, "and what does that do for you V?"

I told her point blank, "I'm hard Mandy! I'm touching myself more now and I'm very hard! I'm laying here completely nude stroking myself and I'm very hard Mandy, very hard."

She moaned softly as she said, "More V. Tell me more about what you're doing."

I said, " I throb for you baby! My cock is so hard it hurts. It wants to be near your sexy body."

She moaned again and asked, "If it were V what would you do?"

I moaned that time and said, "Well what are you doing when you hear me talk about what I'm doing? Are you playing with yourself?"

"Yes", was all she said.

I said, "If we were together we could do to each other what we are now doing to ourselves. I could touch you and you could touch me. Oh God I'm so hard baby!"

"Tell me more! Tell me how are you doing it!" she asked. 

I moaned and said, "I'm running my hand up and down the hard shaft and squeezing the fat cock head baby! What are you doing?"

"I have my breasts out from under the top of my nightie and I'm pulling on my nipples thinking about you being hard. Are you extremely hard V? Any wetness yet?"

I moaned and said; "I'm using both of my hands now holding the phone on my shoulder and against my ear. My hands are pumping and stroking the hard long shaft of my cock Mandy. Is that what you wanted to hear? Does that excite you that I'm stroking my cock?"

"Yes," again that was all she said.

"Are you touching your pussy?" I asked.

"Yes!" She said softly. "I'm using my fingers to rub up and down the length of it! Does that excite you V?"

"Yes, very much so. I'm dripping with excitement now Mandy. There's wetness now at the tip of my cock. Tell me how it feels when you stroke your pussy. Are you wet?"

She moaned again and said, "Actually V, I have been wet since your hand was on my thigh earlier tonight. Right now I'm literally dripping for you! Will that make you go off, knowing I'm wet and you're the reason?""

I sighed and said, "And I was hard since then too. Oh God I ache for you baby. My cock is so hard now; you should see how hard it is. I need you here Mandy. I need you to touch me and to stroke me and to make love to me and I you baby! Ohhh God I'm going to cum Mandy! Tell me what you're doing!"

Mandy sighed deeply and told me, "I had put my index finger into my pussy V. It's in all the way. And when I pulled it out, it was all wet and creamy. You're the reason it's wet V; you excite the hell out of me. Oh V I am going to climax very soon. Tell me about your cock and what you're doing now."

I said, "Pumping the shaft much faster now Mandy, much faster! And it's throbbing in my hand, pulsing like my heart very rapid and hard. The head is very fat and there's liquid around the hole. Oh Mandy! I'm going to cum very soon. Do you want to try and cum together?"

"Oh God Yes V that would so wonderful. Oh V I have two fingers inside me now. Oh my! Oh my! My nipples are like rocks V you should see them too. And I'm arching my back lifting up off the bed. right...now! V!! Oh god baby! I'm going to cum! Ohh yes!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

"Good! Good let it flow, Mandy! If I were there I would lick your pussy and taste all of you! Let your orgasm flow over your body. Imagine me, us together with our bodies against each other making long tender love, fucking! Yes fucking Mandy! Fuck hard and fast as we both cum together. My God! My cock is hot to the touch now and thick and hard and as the blood pumps in it I think I'm going to explode. Oh yes! I can feel it throbbing in my hand with my want and need for you. I want you to hold my cock Mandy and I want to hold your pussy. I can feel my nuts tightening!! Oh yes! I'm almost there baby! Here...I go! Oh God! Yes! I'm cumming. Oh yes Mandy! I'm shooting high up into the air as I think about being inside you baby! Oh god I'm thinking of your beautiful body and I'm cumming so much! Oh yes! Oh yes Mandy! It feels so good!"

We both lay there panting in the phone together. And then there was silence for a few minutes. I said, "WOW! Never done that before in a hotel room on the phone. You are very special Mandy. Thank you for helping me tonight."

She sighed and told me she felt embarrassed. I told her don't be. We enjoyed each other over the phone and it was good! Wasn't it?

She said, "Oh yes V! It was better than just good. Thank you too! I think I can sleep now." 

I said, "I aim to please. But I'm going to have to shower again now and sleep in the other bed. This one is all wet."

She laughed and told me, "Serves you right!" Then she got very serious and asked, "V, you don't think badly of me for that do you?"

"For what, for masturbating with me? Hell no Mandy. We enjoyed it and it's nice to know we have moved a little further in knowing each other. We shared something special just then didn't we? I actually wish we were together when we did it."

She said, "Well if you're sure V. I'm not a woman who does that sort of thing with just anyone. In fact you're my first phone masturbation call in years. Maybe you should have a 900 number."

I laughed and said, "And maybe you should have two. Anyway now that I'm up so to speak, how about confirming breakfast. Can you meet me for breakfast in the hotel? You name the time. 

She said, "Alright, 8AM, OK?"

Yes", I said, "8AM" it is. Mandy."

Then I said, "Mandy and please don't think I'm like every other guy around. But, I have to ask. Would you let me in your room if I came down to see you right now?"

She sighed and said, "Well if you're out of your shorts and I'm half way out of my nightie maybe we should call it a night." 

I laughed and said, "Well actually, I could put my slacks back on and you could take off your nightie and throw on a pair of jeans and come have a drink with me. Or, I could get two drinks and bring them back to your room so you wouldn't have to get out of bed or your nightie. Or, a third option would be for you to come to my suite where the drinks are free."

She laughed and said, "Would I have to change out of my nightie to visit you?"

I said, "Certainly not Mandy, I want you to be as comfortable as you want to get. Wear whatever you feel is appropriate for a late night drink or anything else with me. Would you? Would you Mandy? Would you come see me right now so we could be together?" 

From the woman's viewpoint: I'd only ever had phone sex with two men. My ex husband when he was away on business and a guy I'd got to know over a long period on messenger. And here I now was having the most outrageous telephone mutual masturbation with a man I'd only met that day. And on top of that he was asking me to go to his room at well after midnight. And more so I was sorely tempted to go. But somehow I managed to say, "V I'm not sure that's to good of an idea."

"Why Mandy? Why do you say that?"

"Well I think I need time to catch my breath with you."

You laughed nicely. "Yes I know what you mean but everything so far has seemed, oh I don't know, well just right and proper really I suppose. Don't you think Mandy?"

I paused taking that in for it's quite a step for a girl to admit so soon after meeting a man that having telephone sex is right and proper. "Yes I've enjoyed being with you Vern and it's been an interesting evening."

You picked up on my prevaricating immediately.

"Interesting?" you said with a nice lilt in the tone of your voice. " I can think of more apt terms."

I smiled. "Yes but I'm being cautious V and I really do think we should call it a night. You understand don't you?"

"Well sort of but there's just one loose end."

"And that is?" I asked curious as to what you meant

"Yes if you don't want to see me Mandy why did you leave the message?"

"Hmmmmm," I thought to myself, "that's sort of buggered me hasn't it?"

"Well I did want to see you and thought we'd have a drink in the bar."

"We still could but you'd have to then change your nightdress wouldn't you? That's why I suggested my suite and I've got everything here they've got in the bar."

Again I found myself laughing as I replied. "And the message was left before we...er,...um,... you know?" 

"What had the most incredible telephone sex you mean?" You said considerately finishing my sentence for me.

"Yes exactly," I whispered.

"So what your needed to see me for has been shall we say, satisfied has it? I don't know you women, you're just after our bodies aren't you?" he said it lightly, but I knew he was serious.

We both laughed at that as I replied. "Yes that's women all over isn't it?"

"No really Mandy I do understand," you said in an even more serious voice. "It's been an amazing evening and let's leave it like that and go on from there tomorrow."

"Yes thanks V see you in the restaurant for breakfast at eight. Good night."

"Night Mandy thanks for a wonderful evening dear."

As I went to the bathroom to wash myself I knew that I wouldn't find dozing off very easy. The sex and the telephone conversation had made me feel alive and awake. After washing I strolled back into the bedroom naked and decided on a brandy for that always helps me sleep and I don't like taking pills unless its essential. 

I lay on the bed and switched the TV on as I sipped the alcohol and ran the events of the day over in my mind. We had most certainly connected, we'd clicked we were like-minded and got on so well. I'd liked you from the first moment we spoke and that had only increased as the day and evening unfolded. And all those feelings were still there. In fact if anything they'd strengthened. 

It had taken more resolve than I knew I possessed for me to decline your invitation. Every sinew, nerve end and square millimeter of my body cried out for me to go to you and for us to make love. I hadn't had a man hold me sexually for so long that despite having orgasmed so strongly just a few moments ago my body was again aflame with want and the need for sexual satisfaction. 

But I simply could not call you despite the powerful half itch and half warmth that had started in the base of my stomach. I just couldn't put myself in the position of effectively asking you to fuck me although my breasts felt so full and heavy and had that ache of extreme sexual want. There was no way I could so demean myself even though my nipples had become as hard and as erect as acorns and my breasts and cheats were becoming consumed with the heat of desire and need.

No this need had to be satisfied here and now and, as it had been so often in the past few months, by me. I knew that sleep would be impossible even if I drank more brandy if I didn't satisfy my need. And as I recognized that I was going to masturbate, so I again I felt you hand on my thigh as it had been in the carriage. But it wasn't your hand it was mine that was creeping up my thighs. I could feel the firmness of your body and the hardness beneath your waist as I recalled the kiss outside my bedroom. It wasn't your chest that squashed my breasts; no it was my hands. 

And as all those incredible phrases we'd exchanged and the thrilling things I'd done to myself as we'd made love over the phone filled my brain so I masturbated myself again, harder this time. I rolled my breasts together, I pinched and pulled my nipples, I even leaned forward and pulled one breast up and managed to fleetingly suck one of the nipples. It was as if it were your mouth and as that thought hit me I so nearly dialed your number to say, "Please come and fuck me V."

But the sensations and the feelings were too strong now for me to stop. My hand was between my legs. My thighs were tightly clamped around my wrist. My fingers were busy rubbing myself right alongside my clitoris and I was again starting to cum. I slowed down. I wanted to make it last. Ride the crest of the climax and not let it engulf me, just yet.

I took my hand away from my pussy and lightly ran my fingertips up and down my thighs, all over my tummy, across my lower chest and onto my breasts. All of my skin was so sensitive and in my mind it was your mouth and hands that were doing this to me. I ran my fingertips over my face and tightly shut eyelids and I slipped them, three of them actually, into my mouth. I sucked on them as if they were your erection. The erection I'd felt against me but hadn't yet seen. The erection that as I was now making love to myself was at the epicenter of my sexual being. The erection that I knew would soon be exactly where those three fingers now were. Yes the erection that I would shortly suck and that would fuck my mouth and body just as my fingers were now doing.

I couldn't hold it at bay any longer. The evening's events had built me up so much, primed me and readied me for this uniquely personal type of sex. Fucking myself I called it. And with your naked body, that I had to imagine but found so easy to do, in my mind and your hardened manhood buried deeply inside me I climaxed. 

Wave after wave of such extreme feelings swept over me that I was writhing on the bed. I pushed myself upwards so my bottom was off the bed, I opened and closed my legs and I grunted, moaned, growled deeply and may, even, have nearly screamed so intense was the pleasure. Then it was sleep I was exhausted!



A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 02



Day 2 From the man's viewpoint:

I sat on the edge of the bed and hung up the phone thinking about the lovely lady I had met, had dinner with and then had a mutual and joint masturbation session over the phone. It was the first night we had known each other. "God V sometimes you're such an ass!" I said to myself, "That was way too fast! I bet She'll most likely wake up in the morning and tell you to go fuck off."

But I smiled as I remembered her trying to explain why she called me and then was afraid to actually meet me. Maybe I went too fast tonight. Maybe she was embarrassed that I had talked her into having an orgasm by masturbation with me over the phone. How did that happen? 

Hell! I don't know how it happened, it just seem to...to flow from both of us very naturally. It was like we both knew exactly where we were going with our questions. We also knew what our answers were doing to each other. We had both enjoyed going there! I closed my eyes and could almost see her body arching up off the bed as she brought herself off with her fingers. And her face, God I bet it looked wonderful and so erotic as she became more and more worked up. I wondered if she was as horny as I was right now. She had to be!

I was almost ready to pick up the phone again and ask her again if I could come see her. But then I didn't, I went into the bathroom and showered off the cum that I had pumped all over myself and the bed as I listened to her sexy phone conversation with me. Hearing her breath quicken and then to hear her moans and soft cries of passion as her body climaxed was too much for me. And she did it while talking to me! Damn V that is so hot and it happened so quickly. As I washed, I wished she were in the shower with me so I could watch the water running off her body making it shin all over her smooth lovely shared figure. I could even imagine I felt the heat coming off of her as I pictured my hands washed her. 

My cock was getting harder and harder and I began to stroke it again as the water ran over my head and shoulders. I could only imagine how it would look as I knelt in the tub and she pressed her lovely lower body against my face. I could only imagine how what it would feel as she spread her thighs and I pushed my face into her sweet open vagina. And then I could only imagine how her body would react as she held my head and pressed it hard as she climaxed on my mouth and tongue deep inside her body! Jesus I was hard as hell standing there thinking about this lovely woman! Finally I couldn't stand it and I stroked my cock feeling it thicken and get harder and harder. Jesus! It was sticking straight up in the air again! And after a fantastic hard orgasm, I had to sit down on the edge of the tub before finishing my washing. Finally I turned off the water, dried off and went back to bed. It was the other double bed in my room. The first bed was too messy to lay in alone. 

A thousand things began to run over and around in my brain! Maybe she enjoyed it too much and was now scared of her feelings and of me. Then I wondered why women meet and want to have sex with a man but they won't admit it or commit to it anywhere near as fast as a man would do. Maybe they were the smart ones, without a doubt they were the smartest! But you know she has and is thinking about it. But it takes forever for them to actually agree to it. Deep down inside they want it as bad or worst than we do. Well OK maybe not as bad as we do! Men are such horny pigs! Yea!! But they love it sometimes! And it went on and on in my brain! Who the hell knows what they want or think? One thing I knew for sure, I really liked this lady. I mean yes, she rang my bell from the second I saw her, physical. But, I had gotten to know Mandy much better during our dinner together. And I like her I really liked her. She was funny and a tease and playful and very witty! And then the kiss! WOW! My god, she made me hard in seconds. I don't believe any woman has effected my mind and body like Amanda did tonight. Amanda what a nice British name! 

I called down to the lobby and asked for the Concierge desk. When someone answered I said, "I realized this is very late. But that's why I like the Marriott so much. You guys always try your best to please your customers. But I have a request, which is going to be a hard one to pull off. I have a favor to ask of you and I need it by tomorrow morning at 9 AM if you can do it."

He said he was actually behind the desk and that the Concieair wouldn't be there until 8Am in the morning, but that he would help if he could. I told him what I wanted, 12 long stemmed pink, red or maroon roses, pink would be best. And that I wanted them delivered to the restaurant at 9AM. I'll alert the hostess they might be coming. Then I said, "Do you think you can get them for me this late?"

He said, "Well sir, I'll call you back in around 8:15AM and let you know. There is a 24-hour florist about 4 blocks from here. But I'm not sure if they can deliver them tat early in the morning. I'll let you know."

I said, "Great! Well tell you what, I'm going to bed now. If you can't get them for 9AM, I want you to put them in her room! But make it after10AM so she won't know they're there until she comes back from her business meetings. Oh hell sent a dozen to her room regardless of whether you could get them delivered by 9AM! OK? Can you do that?"

He told me there would be no problem with the room and he would check to see if they could get them to the restaurant too by 9AM. He laughed and asked, "She must be a special lady."

I told him he had no idea how special she was to me.

I then went to sleep as best I could. In the morning I stopped at the Concieair's (sp) desk and told them to put the flowers on my bill and Mandy's room number. I gave the man a nice tip for trying so hard for me. He said he still wasn't sure he could get them to the restaurant by 9AM they hadn't called him back yet. 

Then I went to the restaurant where I was to meet Amanda for breakfast. I was there a half an hour early drinking tea and enjoying one of my favorite past times, watching people. I also was thinking and waiting for this pretty woman to arrive. I couldn't wait to see what she would be wearing. 

Then I saw her! She walked proudly into the restaurant and saw me almost immediately. I stood up and stepped out from behind the table as she approach. She waved and she looked magnificent in those tight leather slacks! I smiled as I saw how tight they were the closer she got to me. I saw a group of men checking out her rear as she passed them without looking. She never took her eyes off my eyes as I greeted her with a kiss. She turned her head at the last second giving me her cheek. I held her hand and felt the energy serge between us.

I said, "Good morning. My you look fantastic Amanda." Then I smiled and asked, 

"Sleep well?"

I couldn't help it I had to ask, doing it again! She had he slightest smile on her lips and said, "No Actually V I didn't! Did you?"

I laughed out loud as I said, "Hardly a wink and it's all your fault! And from seeing you in those slacks this AM I most likely won't get any work done today either!"

She said, "Good! I'm glad I made an impression on you!"

She asked about the food, buffet or main service and I told her she could have it either way. She gave me another little double meaning answer about servicing herself. I told her a lady like she was should be serviced and I would have been so very happy to do it myself. As we ordered, our conversation was easy and flowed without hardly any hesitation on either of our parts.

I told her again how lovely she looked again and how much I liked her outfit especially the leather slacks. I saw how snug they fit her, outlining what I was sure was a thong under them. When she sat I saw more of the outline of her wonderful body. The shape of her body fit those slacks like a glove fits a hand they looked like they were custom made. I took her hand and told her how very much I enjoyed our time together yesterday. 

As she bent forward, I got a very nice view of the tops of her full round breasts. I said, "Very nice blouse too." 

I was looking directly down the front of it. I realized she had left two buttons undone and I wondered if that was for me? She was a tease but I loved it. I smiled and told her, "I think you would look beautiful in a cardboard box! And I'm sure you were a sight last night in that nightie too."

She told me, "Oh yes, I was a sight alright. I would never dare wear that for you V."

I laughed and said "Good that means then I'd see you nude! Even better!"

She smiled very sexy and said, "Who says you ever will V?"

I smiled and said, "Well a man can wish, and hope and prey and sometimes his preys are answered Amanda, you known?"

As she laughed with her sparkling eyes she asked, "Did you prey for me or FOR me last night V? You don't seem the type!"

I said, "Not last night but from the second I saw you standing in front of me on the plane baby!"

We both laughed. Then I asked, "Hope you folded your nightie up properly so that the maid won't see either it this morning?"

She laughed. Then I got a little serious and she could tell. I said, "You know, I would have loved to have seemed you again in person last night instead of talking over the phone, nightie or better yet no nightie. I have to ask you something. Did you enjoy our phone conversation it as much as I did Amanda?"

There was a hint of a blush on her face now. It was just a little, but I noticed it immediately. I smiled at her and she dropped her eyes. I moved very close to her now so only she could hear what I was going to say. I took her hand in my hand again and said, "Amanda, look, about last night. Well....I hope... hope, I hope I didn't move to fast for you. I mean sometimes I have a tendency to move to quickly at the start of what I hoped was going to be a nice relationship with a woman. I'm an "A" personality and I guess I always will be. It seems to come with my personality and well I'm sorry if I scare you off with being so direct and forward on the phone. But it just seemed to flow so natural between us didn't it? Don't you feel that way or is it just me?" 

She just continued to look at me. I said, " Well...well....look if I did embarrass you, I want you to know I sincerely apology. I want you to feel comfortable with me Mandy. Better yet I want you to enjoy your time with me and not worry about me coming on to you too hard or to fast! Unless that is you want me to do!"

I smiled a little and so did she. She was looking in my face no she was looking directly into my eyes. I guess to see if she could tell if I was being honest with her. I was! So I continued saying, "While I can't say I didn't enjoy it very much and I was truly hoping I could convince you to see me again last night, I don't want what we shared to wreck things between us. I do understand we have just met and you're not what they call in the states, a "wam, bam thank you mam" type of lady. I don't want our time together to be wrong. But I do want you to know I really enjoy your company and would like for us to see more of each other!"

She raised her eyebrow and smiled. I said, "Oh hell you know what I mean. I'm trying to be a gentlemen here and tell you that I hope I didn't make you feel to uncomfortable last night over the phone on here in person, that you won't want you go out with me again in the dark or light of day. "

She said, "I wouldn't say uncomfortable V. I wanted to hear you and do what I was doing as badly or more so than you did. You're right it did flow very nicely, too nicely. I think the correct word would be warm V. You made me feel very, very warm indeed in fact V, sometimes it was hot."

She bent in and kissed me softly and quickly on the lips. I said, "Now it's me who is hot!" 

Then I laughed a little and kissed the top of her hand. She asked "What? Why are you laughing?"

I said, 'Yes I still want to see more of you with or without that nightie!"

She smiled and told me again, "I would never let you see me in that old thing." The food finally arrived and as we ate and talked about our day the time flew by again. It seems that we both had work starting at around 10:30AM and would be gone for most of the day. I told her I would be back in my room around 4 PM. As we finished I noticed my watch and saw it was well past 9:30AM. I said to myself, "I guess the flowers are going to her room. Oh well that's the next best thing I guess. Maybe better. But, I would have loved to seen her face when they delivered them. Oh well, nice try V but it was late when you called!"

I asked, "So when do you think you'll get back from your meetings?"

She didn't know for sure but 4 or 4:30PM sounded right to her too.

I asked her, "So do you have a favorite place you like to eat in New York? Or is there something special you would like to see or do tonight?"

She told me, "No V, whatever you wanted is good for me but remember I'm paying tonight. But just to let you know, if we get back early enough tonight I'll have that drink with you."

She was smiling but I knew she were serious. I asked, "In the bar or my room?"

Amanda said, "I'm not completely sure yet Vern. Let's wait until tonight and see if that question answers itself."

I said, "What type of music do you like? I mean like Rolling Stones or ZZ Top, you know, do you like hard fast rock by any chance?"

She asked why and I told her, "I just might have tickets for a concert tonight and it would include dinner in what they call a super box. I didn't know if you would want to go and that's why I asked if you had a special place that you might wanted to go tonight."

She told me she would let me know later on if I got the tickets. Then she moved closer yet to me until there was only about 6-inch distance between our faces. She took my hand in hers and held it tight. I didn't know for sure if she was teasing again or testing me. But I was hoping she would move my hand and pressed it against her beautiful full left breast or hold me and kiss me. My eyes went from her face to her breasts. Again seeing a very nice deep cleavage, I could now see her heart beating as her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. I also felt my cock stiffen as she smiled and I blushed a little now. I wanted to kiss her so bad. I wanted to take her in my arms and make love to her right there on the breakfast table. But I knew that if, no make that when, we did make love that first time, it would be someplace soft and comfortable and enjoyable to both of us. I knew the sex would be hot and fast and animalistic the first time we did it. But, once we got that first one out of the way, we would then slow down and spend hours exploring and pleasing each other's body. I couldn't help it I moved my face to hers and tried to kiss her softly. She pull back but rather than let me kiss her. She released my hand but I could see her nipple stiffen like my cock. I looked back up into her eyes trying to ask why she wouldn't kiss me. But I didn't..

Day and Evening 2 - From the woman's viewpoint:

"Morning V how are you?" I smiled walking up to you at the table in the lovely and fairly crowded dining room.

"Hello Mandy, how are you this morning?" you asked standing up and leaning forward to give me a peck on the cheek. That felt nice and you smelled good, you had on a very nice aftershave. It was nicely intimate to be greeted like that and it made me feel, as we were already proper lovers and not just oral ones, as we'd become over the phone last night.

"Fine thanks V, what is it a buffet or what?"

"It's either. You can have someone else do it for you or of course you can do it yourself or, if you prefer, have a bit of both. What's your pleasure this lovely morning ma'am?" you asked smiling broadly. 

I couldn't help bursting out laughing at the clever and, indeed, very appropriate double entendre. It made me feel closer to you for we were now starting to share our own in jokes. "Well I guess I'd be better off with a bit of both," I responded trying, probably rather lamely, to keep the joke going as I added. "Get some help with the starter then do the main course myself."

We both chuckled as we ordered our meals and once more the conversation flowed so easily it was as if we'd known each other for ages and not the 20 hours or so that we had.

"You look lovely today Mandy."

Smiling I quipped back. "Does that mean I didn't yesterday?"

"No of course not I just loved the suit and of course the trousers and shirt and then the skirt you wore yesterday. I even loved the nightdress I haven't seen.

"And that V I can assure you I'll never wear for you."

"Good that means I'll see the naked you," you came back with quickly and quietly so that the older couple on the next table wouldn't hear.

I had dressed carefully, but then I find that I nearly always do. I was wearing dark brown, leather trousers that, in all truthfulness, were a little tight for me and would have clearly had a visible panty line had I not been wearing the whispiest of thongs under it. I'd accompanied that with a tan colored, rather baggy, cotton blouse with a long pointed collar and buttons all up the front. Other than the top two these were done up but, nevertheless I'd noticed when checking myself in the mirror before leaving the room, when I leaned forward a respectable amount of cleavage was shown. Over that I'd draped a nice, fairly long, just beneath my waist, white woolen cardigan.

I looked you in the eye as I said possibly more sharply than I meant. "Who says you ever will V?"

We stared at each other across the breakfast table in the still crowded restaurant. The look in your eyes was almost dreamy. It was as if you were thinking about something, Something connected to but slightly divorced from us. There was also a look of want and need, arousal and excitement. 

Women get to recognize such looks in men and yours was one of extreme desire. We were lightly holding hands, something I rarely do in public and especially not with someone I hardly know. To me holding hands and other gestures like that can somehow be more intimate than sex itself for they imply longevity and an attachment within the relationship. They suggest closeness and a sharing that only comes from both parties making a strong emotional commitment to the partnership. And that's something I just do not do any more. 

I also feel uncomfortable making gestures in public and showing my feelings to people I don't know very well. So most forms public displays of affection do not sit easily with me. So sitting at that table holding your hand was not a particularly easy thing for me to do, especially as your grip tightened and as I guessed you were imagining us kissing and perhaps me placing your hand on my breast. Something that I could never imagine me doing with others staring at us.

"Penny for your thoughts V you seem to have been somewhere else?"

"Oh, er sorry Mandy, I was miles away?"

"Gee thanks that's quite some compliment," I laughed watching you cringe a bit.

"Well if you must know," you said with a fairly serious look on your face, "I was thinking just how nice it would be to kiss you hard and deeply right now."

You said that fairly loudly and my immediate reaction was that people at the adjoining tables may have heard and, like a kid that's been caught doing something wrong, I pulled my hand from yours and dropped on my lap.

"Look I really must fly V," I stammered hurriedly, "call me on my mobile or e-mail me I'll be able to pick up messages even if we don't actually speak."

"Ok great and don't forget I'll try and get the tickets."

The day passed slowly in a series of planning and budget meetings for the agency I was to set up in Boston. Pretty boring detail but nevertheless essential if the launch was to be successful. The heads of the agencies from the US network were all there and as is often the case I was the only female. The other seven were all 30 or 40 something admen on the road, away from their wives and in New York on business. Inevitably a couple hit on me a little but the network head saved me from the invitations to dinner and clubs that evening by saying, that he and the global creative director wanted to have a working dinner to talk about an entire new campaign for the agencies second biggest client.




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 02



I left a text message on your phone saying not to get the tickets for I wouldn't be able to make it.

A message came back a while later asking whether that meant the entire evening.

I replied that I wasn't sure but that I'd call around 5 PM when I knew we were having a break.

"Hi V it's me" I said quietly not wanting the others to hear me talking about a date.

"Hi Amanda what's the score?"

I explained that the meetings were on a higher level with more people involved than I'd imagined and told you about the working dinner. 

"So do you think you'll be able to get away at all?" You asked.

"Yes I'd hope to get away around 9 or 9:30 PM?"

"Would you like to meet for a drink then M?"

I could see a couple of the guys were looking at me and presumably they'd heard some of what I'd said and that made me feel a little embarrassed. I assumed a businesslike voice as I replied.

"Yes sure that should be fine but I'll call you later to confirm arrangements."

"So not joining us at the club then?" the guy that runs the Chicago office smiled at me?

"Er no, no I have a prior arrangement that I'm trying to juggle, I had no idea about the dinner with Brad an Mori did you?"

"No the bastards springing it on us like that, totally fucks up my chances of getting lucky tonight doesn't it?"

I smiled but didn't comment. He moved a little closer saying softly, "That is Mandy unless you'd care to do a little more juggling," as his eyes focused on my cleavage.

Its odd really I thought that some men can ogle women and use rather flirty remarks and that can impress and even excite a woman as your verbal and visual attention to me had so much yesterday and this morning. Yet others like this creep can say and do almost identical things as you would but he makes my skin crawl and fills me with revulsion. 

"No I've done all the juggling I need to or want to thanks Bill," I said in a rather haughty manner as I moved away from him.

I knew, or thought I did, what he'd be thinking. "Fucking lesbian" would be one of the things I was sure. I knew that the guys in both the London agency where I'd worked since the divorce and here in the home office of the group that I visited fairly frequently called me the ice maiden. I'd also heard from another woman who was an admitted lesbian that many of them thought I might have tendencies that way. 

We were sitting in her office one-day as she told me this. It was after work around 7 PM one evening and we were having a drink before leaving. She was a fairly plain looking girl in her late twenties with a slim boy like figure and no breasts really to talk of. She did though have the most wonderful eyes. They were huge compared to the rest of her features and were the deepest blue imaginable. As those eyes looked at you she seemed to combine a terrible vulnerability and innocence with a strong implication of something else. She appeared to be both helpless yet at the same time available. It's hard to put such things into words but when one experiences such things they stay with you for a long time.

Kate got up and went to the bar taking my glass from me on the way. "I'll just freshen these, shall I Amanda?"

She was standing with her back to me fixing the drinks. I ran my eyes up and down her lithely slim body noting the quite nice legs in the fairly short skirt and the rounded outline of her bottom as she bent forward to pour the wine. Taking the few paces to where I was sitting she held the wine out to me.

Kate said, "I told them not to be fucking crazy when I first heard one of them say it Amanda. I told them it takes one to recognize one and I 'ain't recognized one there at all."

She sat beside me on the sofa rather closer than one would expect and stared at me as we both sipped our wine. Then slowly and in a very measured and fairly quiet voice, those amazing eyes not leaving mine for a moment, she said. "But I was lying wasn't I Amanda?"

I was pulled out of my recollections by the arrival of the global creative director who's always a big wheel in a worldwide ad agency. The rest of the afternoon and the dinner went of well but I wasn't able to see myself getting away until near 10 or 10.30 PM. I left a message on your room phone. "I should be back by 10:30 PM V."

As it happened it was 10:15 PM when the agency limo picked me up for the 10 minute drive to the Marriott so I strolled into the lobby on time wondering just what, if anything, the rest of the evening held in store for me.

Evening of Day 2 from a Man's viewpoint:

I was running late and didn't return to my hotel room until almost 5:30 PM. I was in such a rush to get back I didn't go to dinner with the rest of the banking group, since I wanted to see if Amanda had called. I had the tickets to the Stones concert and it would be in the bank's premier super box. I was more than delighted that Mandy might be coming with me. I figured even if she was late say 8 or 9 PM we could still catch a cab and have diner at the Madison Square Gardens (MSG) while we saw the performance. 

It had been a very good day and I was all but finished with this group and perhaps by noon tomorrow I would be on vacation, 2 days earlier than planned. "Great!" I said as I opened my door thinking about the funding for the project and the changes to the contract that were accomplished today. This has been a good day for everyone and we would all receive a very nice profit from this operation. Things went very well much better than my guys would have ever guessed. I was happy, and why not? I was about to have dinner and a special evening with one of the most fascinating women I have ever met. I was going to go see the Rolling Stones in person one of my very favorite bands and then if things were still like they were, spend an enjoyable few days maybe a full week with Amanda in Boston. 

Then the bottom of my enjoyment fell out and hit the floor! I went to the phone before I even took off my shoes. I pressed the play button and heard her message that she had left for me earlier. There was a definite sadness and somewhat disappointment in her voice as she told me she wasn't going to make it until at least 10 PM or later. 

Disappointment was not the right word for how I felt! "Shit! Fuck!" I said as I throw my suit coat on the chair and watched it miss and hit the floor. "Great! Now what?" I mumbled to myself as I went into the bathroom to shower and shave. I felt really sad I wasn't going to see this lady. Hell I had been thinking about her all day long. It's hard to keep business on your brain when the picture of such a lovely lady keeps squeezing in and blocking out the numbers. I really missed her.

As I stood in the shower letting the water run over my bones I decided to go to the concert anyway and leave early. There was no telling when she would actually be back. I knew from experience that sometimes these all day meetings run into all nighters with everyone having dinner before heading back to their rooms. Hell she may not make it until after midnight! I got out of the shower and went to the phone.

"I guess I'll leave her a message," I said to no one in particular as I dialed the phone. "Hi it's me. I knew it! I knew it! I knew you would find a way of getting out of dinner! It's OK you really didn't have to pay for it! Kidding babe! Well now I'm depressed. Seriously, I just got in and heard your message. I'm going to the show anyway since everyone but me have already gone to dinner. I think it would be wise for me to join them at the concert since these tickets cost a $100 a piece and I have 2 of them. Hey maybe I can scalp one for $500! Hehehehe!! But I really think I should attend for a while. If I can sneak away, and I'll find a way somehow to do that, I should be back at the hotel around 11-11:30PM. If it's Ok with you I'll call you and we can at least have a night caper together at the bar or in one of our rooms, you pick. Just leave me a note at the desk or phone me in my room. If 11 PM is to late maybe we can have breakfast tomorrow again. Are you leaving in the morning or do you have another day of work here in New York? I have just about finished up with my work and should have most of the day off tomorrow. I was wondering if you would like to drive up to Boston with me instead of flying? I can get us a car and we can stop along the way for lunch and dinner and maybe some sightseeing. Let me know. Sorry we missed each other for dinner. Maybe a drink later will help! I'll talk with you soon. Miss you!"

I changed into tan cotton slacks and a dark-green lamb's wool mock neck turtleneck and grabbed my blazer as I headed out the door. I caught up with the party at MSG and once I arrived at the box I was asked a 100 times where my lovely lady friend was that I had talked about a great deal during the day. "Business kept her away" was all I told them. 

I knew they would have loved her and she wouldn't have been the only lady there. In fact the banking industry now a days in America has more women than men. But I was truly sorry we didn't connect tonight. The super box was great and the music even better. The food they served was almost everything I liked and with sliced prime rib with all the trimmings made at least my stomach better. I settled in to listen and watch what I considered to be one of the greatest R&R groups of all time. They started with their opening song of "Start Me Up", and then played without a break one of their hits after the other for over 2 hours. It was the best damn concert I have ever been too.

But while I did enjoy myself, I wondered what it would have been like with Mandy next to me. Then I smiled thinking, "Yea, I would have had to fight all the damn bankers away from her all night long! Especially the fucking Mark, he's always hitting on every woman in the place!" 

I turned around and sure enough he was hustling some 25-year old in the back of the box. I laughed to myself, if his wife only knew what a pussy chaser he was she would suck him dry for everything he had. Then I saw a lady that I had known for about 7 years. We had danced with many times at this bank's functions over those years. I walked over and she smiled and gave me a huge hug! 

We sat and talked catching up on what was going on in her life. She was a short very attractive Latina around 40, whom was smart and funny and we had a thing, on and off over the years, at one time. But it never developed. If I had my own company I would try like crazy to hire her as my main head of sales. She knew the business inside and out and had a very good head on her shoulders. She made a definite impression when she came into a room and was a pleasure to talk with about most anything. I told her about this lady that I met, named Amanda and, what happened so far between us. I told her how much I liked Mandy and that I was very sad she couldn't make the concert tonight. She said she was sorry too, that she would love to meet the woman that broke my heart after only one dinner. We both laughed and I told her maybe next time, if there was one. 

We talked about that night we were really drunk and I helped her back to her room. I told her that afternoon when she had been with me at the pool and it the first time I had seen her in that bathing suit what an effect she had on me. I was married then and if it weren't for that I would have chased her until she caught me. I told her as I whispered in her ear, "Jesus!! You were so hot. What a body you have for a small woman."

She punched me on the arm and laughed and told me to stop it! But I didn't. Kidding I said, "All I could think about was getting into your pants after that! Then that same night we both got totally blitzed. Remember how we could hardly walk to my room from the elevator? And remember how long it took to get the damn door opened?"

She laughed and said, "Yea, and I you going into the bathroom and that's all I remember until the next morning."

I said, "Well here's what happened. I came out of the bathroom and saw you lying on my bed. You had passed out!"

She looked at me and said, "I didn't, I wasn't? You're full of shit!"

I smiled and said, "Oh yeah, well how come you didn't get into your own room? And how come you were in one of my beds? And how did you were undressed down to your pretty bra and panties? And how come you..."

She interrupted and said, "Oh God!! I don't think I want to hear the rest of this!"

I laughed and remembered that next morning helping you throw up as we both slept in my room but in separate beds. She had undressed sometime during the night, but I didn't tell her that! I said, "Yea, we had some great fun that night, you passed out on my bed and me wanting to get into your pants. You know you are so beautiful when you're nude!"

She just looked at me and finally said, "I don't believe you!" Then she said, "Yes I do! You son-of- a-bitch! You took advantage of me!"

I smiled and then laughed as I said, "Wait!! I'm kidding! Got yea!!! Here's what really happened."

I told her she was a lot heavier than she looked especially when I was very blitzed too! I explained how I struggled to pull the covers down on the spare bed after taking my suitcase off of it! I said, "You have to understand, I was very drunk too! So staggering as I went, I pulled and lifted and dragged your drunken body into bed and covered you up. You were like a dead person!" She laughed a little.

Then I told her, "I did look down your blouse a couple of times as I moved you into bed. And to be honest, if you weren't wearing those tight slacks, I might have looked up your dress too, or worst." 

I didn't tell her as it was I had felt her up for a long time before I made up my mind not to fuck her in her condition. 

I said, "See, I always wanted to make it with you. And then when I saw you in that bathing suit I really wanted to get into your pants. Oh hell M you know that! But I am a gentleman most of the time. I have to confess, I did open your bra and look at your breasts! And I'm sorry for that! No!! No, I'm not sorry!"

She looked a little pissed at first. Then she said, "well how did I get undressed then?"

I said, "You must have done that sometime during the night. You saw me passed out on the other bed fully clothed. Right?"

She smiled and said, "Well what you don't know is I took advantage of you in the morning. While you slept I screwed you. Don't tell me you don't remember and pop my bubble and womanly pride!"

I said, "Yea like I wouldn't remember a thing like that! OK! What color was my underwear?"

We both cracked up them. We chatted for a long time. We had had some fun times together over the years. She wasn't married but told me she had met a man recently and they were a serious couple. She was meeting him after the show. She said it was serious and she was very happy again. She didn't plan to marry him, well maybe if he asked her, but she doubted it. But she really wasn't looking for a husband I knew that. She was looking for someone to be her mate, her companion, to maybe grow old with and he seemed to be the one now. I told her I hoped to meet him one day. She said I might tomorrow. 

We said our good-byes and like a man I watched her walk away thinking about the many nights we had danced until the place closed and drank beer, whisky and Bailey's until they threw us out of the bar area too! She was looking for someone exactly like I was, to grow old and party with and be a companion and of course have tremendous sex with too. If we had been closer we would have been brother and sister. But as lovers she would have killed me, or I her. No, she would have killed me that I was sure of!

Around 10:30 PM the crowd in the box started to thin out just a little since tomorrow was a work day. So I decided to look for my host. As the band began to sing "You Can't Always Get What You Want" I found him and told him I was going to have to leave. I had to run some numbers for the final signing of the contract in the morning. I told him how much I appreciated the ticket and offered to pay for the one I didn't use. He told me to forget about it and thanked me for coming. I said goodbye to a few other friends and business folks and then almost ran down the walkway and out the door.

As I reached the ground floor, I stopped at the last shirt stand I saw when an idea hit me. I would get Amanda a shirt, and one for me too! I actually purchased three, another for my son who likes the Stones too. $45 bucks for a shirt is outrageous but I gave the guy a $150 and he gave me my change and out the door I flew.

I lucked out and was able to grab the first cab I saw and made it to the Marriott at 11:05 PM! A record I'm sure for the cab. There was an extra $20 for him if he could do it and I was shocked when he almost slid up and into the front of the damn lobby door. People look to see whom this ass was. I jumped out of the cab with my three shirts and again hurried in to the front desk asking if there were any messages for me. None! "Shit" I said, "maybe in my room". When I arrived in my room there was a message. I pressed the button and Amanda's voice told me she was back.

As this story continues the reader should understand that the man would send the lady his chapters and she would either, add to it, change it or add a new chapter. She made changes to his part if she didn't feel right about it, or if it was to far-fetched or going to fast! He let her make the changes but kept his original. You'll read all of the chapters, just like he sent and then and read it again after she made changes or added to it. 

So if you haven't read the first two parts of this story it is suggested you read them first or you may be a little lost. Now, before the story continues the woman co-writing this with me started off by saying:

"You should know by now", I started. "British women are so different to you men. We're far more closed, far more reserved. We don't talk about ourselves as easily as you do and we most definitely don't tell our innermost secrets until we know someone very well indeed."

You smiled. "Yes I'm beginning to see that."

"We take longer to open up, to give of ourselves and to commit to another person. You lot seem able to see someone you've just met as your most bosom buddy. I admire some of that in you Americans. The ability to treat someone, as if they are the most important person in the world even though after tomorrow you may never see them again. I think that comes from you being such a large country with tremendous mobility. We're not like that. We don't say to people we've spent a few days with that we'll have to meet up or if your in out area look us up."

I paused to sip my drink and look at you. "Are you following me V?"

"Yes, yes of course I am," you said quietly smiling reaching out for my hand as you added, "no one's looking and it is quite dark Mandy."

That made me smile and I said. "Oh alright then."

I was enjoying myself. Being with you again was fun and pleasant. I'd been excited when you came to my room and part of me would quite willingly have joined you on my bed and probably in it as well. 

After you'd rang I'd had a quick shower and had changed for I'd been in the leather trousers and the same underwear since early this morning. Breakfast with you seemed such a long time ago I was thinking as I idly rummaged through the underwear still in my suitcase. Something subliminal perhaps had prompted me to bring underwear with me of the type that I sometimes laughingly referred to as "underwear to be undressed in." I found myself slipping on a pair of frilly, silk, French knickers and a net, see through bra both in a deep crimson color. 

I'd glanced at my watch and saw that you were due any minute and I toyed with opening the door to you in just the underwear to be undressed in but decided against it. Laughing to myself as I slipped into the probably rather too dressy gray dress I thought, "if I opened the door in underwear to be undressed in he wouldn't have to undress me would he?"




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 02



No I couldn't quite work that out either I thought as I pulled on the black lacey topped holdups. 

As you held my hand your thumb softly but somehow provocatively stroking the palm of my hand I could feel your eyes looking at the cleavage and expanse of my breasts above the rather low cut front of the black, cocktail dress.

I don't think I meant to but I found myself squeezing your hand. It wasn't a conscious effort on my part but as your knee touched mine under the small, low table I pressed back. I didn't think I was doing it purposefully but I found myself leaning forward a little more. I must have been aware of it but couldn't remember thinking about the fact that the front of my dress would gape.

I caught your eye and we held each other's gazes our knees pressed together out of sight under the table. The bar was quite quiet. We were off to one side shielded from the few other customers who, in any case either seemed to be fairly drunk or, like us, completely intent on their partner, including the two guys at the bar who were almost kissing each other.

I held your haze as I ran my finger across the back of your hand and onto your wrist. You looked at me doing that. I slipped my finger just slightly under the cuff of your shirt and onto your arm. You pressed harder with your knee that had now slid slightly between mine and you pushed your thumb even more firmly into the palm of my hand. You made some small pumping motions with your thumb and I pushed my fingers on the other hand further up inside the arm of your shirt. Your face moved towards mine. 

My first instinct was to move away, not in public I thought. But I didn't. We kissed, not deeply but gently and lovingly. I glanced around, just in case, and then kissing you back slightly more firmly I slowly brought your hand to my breast. You stared into my eyes as you softly caressed it sending delicious feelings through me and you whispered. "No shows of affection in public ay?"

Smiling I said, "There's no public V, just us and the darkness."

"Mmm true," you muttered running your fingertips across the bare flesh above the top of the dress.

I looked you right in the eye as I whispered, "But perhaps there's just a little too much public, any suggestions V?"

From a Man's Viewpoint:

My dear Girl, here's Chapter # 10 (This is a little long only because you have three picks to choose from for the ending.)

At first I wasn't sure she had asked such an opened question. But as I looked into those lovely eyes I said, "Well I can think of a few things Mandy. You know you are invited back to my room for a drink and hopefully some good conversation and to get to know each better anytime. And I can assure you we'll be alone for both."

She said, "Yes that's what worries me a little V, being that alone with you."

I said, "Well then we can go to your room if you would feel more comfortable there. We could order another drink here and then go back there. Or, we could take a walk or maybe go dancing. Do you like to dance Mandy?"

She didn't answer me. But she did ask me what my all time favorite song was. I told her it depended on where I was and whom I was with. But if I were with her and we were dancing, or alone then it would be a very old song called "Could This Be Magic", from the 50s, by a group call The Doves I believe!"

I told her, "Once you dance with someone you really like or love to that song, you're both know it it's real!"

Then she looked really serious and took my hand as if trying to decide what to do. I said, 

Here are the 3 options I offer! You pick the one or mix them as you feel they meet your personal style, you need at this time in the story and your feelings regarding me and what you would do and wouldn't do. I don't know that much about you yet to decide which you would pick if any. See I am a nice guy but given the opportunity I suggest we use 1 or 2.

Option # 1

Why don't we go back to my room for a nightcap? I promise to do nothing you're not comfortable with or you don't want me to do. But if you want me to keep holding your hand and kissing you, I sure would like that. I suggest we go back to my room, besides, the drinks are free there." I smiled but my humor was lost or not appreciated. 

She didn't say anything to me. She continued to hold my hand against her breast with her hand. She also left my knee between hers and she was still pressing hers against it. She smiled at me just a little like she had made a decision. Then she said, "OK V! Your room it is. But only for one last drink before I go back to my room and put on my nightie, which you will not get to see.

She kept my hand as we walked together to the elevator. I was wondering just where this was heading and was sure she was too. We got to my room and I made drinks for us. We sat on the couch and I said, "To us Mandy! I'm so pleased you are with me tonight."

She smiled and said, "Thank you V, I'm happy to be with you too. To us!" 

She touched my glass with hers and we both took a drink. Then I put my glass down on the table and turned to her. I took hers from her hand and placed her glass next to mine on the table. Taking her hand in both of my hands I said, "You know I really like you I'm sure. But, I'm not sure you know how much. Do you realize I have never told another person about some of the things in my life that I have confessed to you?"

She turned and faced me. Our knees touched again. We both looked down and I lowered both of our hands down to her lap. With my hand holding hers resting on her thigh she looked up into my face and asked, "Like what Vern?"

I said, "Well for one, the sexual problems I had with my ex wife and why I left her? I think I have told you more about my personal life and those things that have had a really strong effected me than I have told anyone else." Then I added, "Except maybe my lawyer."

She laughed and squeezed my hand saying; "Well your secrets are safe with me."

As I moved closer to her she came towards me and we kissed. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and she held me with her hands on my arms. The kiss was soft, gentle and lasted longer than either of us expected. When we separated she stood and walked over to the glass door that opened out to the balcony. We were on the top floor of the hotel and she stood there looking out at the lights of the city. She looked over at me and said, "I like you to V, I like you a lot. It's not easy for me to get emotionally involved with men or anyone for that matter."

I stood up and walked over to her. I stood behind her and held her on her arms up near her shoulders. I felt her take a deep breath. Then I moved my arms around her, and she held them against her flat stomach. She let her back and upper body rest back against me a little. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Then I said again, "I am very happy you're here with me tonight, very happy indeed."

Then I moved her long hair out of the way and kissed her on the neck softly. I felt her shiver and my cock jumped as I inhaled her perfume. I whispered, "Hit a sensitive spot did I?"

She laughed a little and said, "Yes, I think so! You gave me a chill!"

I held her tighter feeling her body against mine, I knew she felt my hardening cock against her round firm ass. As we both looked out the glass door at the lights of the city our reflections were clearly visible in the glass. After a few minutes I said, "We look good together. Your perfume is very nice."

"Thank you. I only wear it at nights on a special occasion." she said.

I kissed her neck again inhaling her body and her perfume before I turned her around so she was facing me. She was looking into my eyes as I said, "Well you being here with me tonight is something special and exciting for me."

She said, "Is it for you too V?"

I bent in and kissed her again. This time it was longer and harder. She didn't resist or hesitate when our lips met. I had a very strong sexual surge sweep over me as she moaned and held me tight. My cock began to harden very quickly now. This time she lifted her arms and put them around my neck and touched the back of my head with her hand. I felt her full breasts press against my chest. She gave a soft sigh and I pushed into her and she moved up against the glass door.

I use the tip of my tongue to touch her lips and she seemed willing as her mouth opened and I slid it in. Our bodies merged tighter and I offered her my tongue again eagerly. She sucked gently on it as I held her tight in my arms and pressed my knee between hers. She let me in as I felt her skirt rise up higher on her legs. I pressed against her more and knew she could feel my hardness now pressing into her pelvis. Her breasts mashed against my chest as her lips pressed harder on my mouth. Her nipples harden and showed against the thin material of her blouse.

As her full body merged completely with me now, and I could feel the softness of her. She was truly an exhilarating woman. It was like time stood still for us as we stood together holding and kissing each other. There was such a strong feeling of passion between us. It felt like electricity flowing from her to me and back to her. Yet our kiss was still rather gentle, and as we switched tongues now. She offered hers to me and I took it happily! I notice she was pressing harder against my hardness and as we held each other I could feel her legs open a little further allowing me to push my leg up between hers moving hr dress even higher and allowing my cock to pressed closer to her pussy more.

My cock was screaming for release and my mind was telling me, "Make love to her. Show her your passion and your feelings for her. Make love to her. Go slow don't just try and fuck her, make love to her!"

As my cock pressed up against the inside of my trouser leg, and against her upper thigh now, her skirt was raised more. The hem had to be just an inch or two below her panties now. The tops of her nylons were showing. I heard her breathing quicken a little more as I pressed up against her. She broke the embrace and her hand moved to my face. She touched my cheek tenderly but our bodies stayed tight against each other. I smiled into her eyes and said, "This is very nice. I love being with you holding and kissing you. Mandy I love feeling your body against me."

She kissed me again and then came back away a little so she could say; "Yes, I love this too V. You feel so good holding me like you are doing. You feel no make that we feel right together don't we? You holding me here in your arms like this our bodies pressing tight against each other, it does feels special with you. Hold me tighter Vern! It's been a very long time since I have felt like this with someone!"

My hand ran down her back and then up her spin. I could feel the bones in her back and ribs as I softly stroked the middle of her back. She smiled and we merged our lips again. I slid both hands down her back further and further until I reached the swell of her rear. She had such a nice round ass. She didn't move but continued the kiss. I wanted to cup her ass and pull her tight against me and hump her body between her legs. But my mind said, "No! Slow, go slow. She's not sure. Make love to her, don't just try and fuck her. Make her want it and enjoy it. Make love to her!"

She was now pressing hard into me and I felt her slowly moving against the lump in my slacks as she moved around and up and down a little on my thigh with my cock pressed against and under her pussy! She wasn't moving hard or fast, but she was definitely rubbing her pussy against my cock. My knee moved between her legs further now and she was almost sitting on my leg now. She was pressing against my throbbing cock hard. I knew she was moving her vagina against the large lump in the leg of my trousers and I knew the lips to her sex were open because I could feel her pussy lips part as she pressed her pussy on my cock. I heard her give out a soft sigh that sounded like it came from deep in her throat.

I finally broke the kiss and pulled back again to look into this lovely woman's face. As we looked directly in each other's eyes, I searched for a clue as to whether or not she wanted to continue. I didn't want her to slap my face and walk away. But rather I wanted her to give me an indication that this was good, that she was enjoying it and wanted more. I couldn't get over how much Mandy effected me. Or, how much I truly felt for this woman after only knowing her for about 48 hours. My heart was full of joy and pleasure as I held her.

She was not only great looking but she was nice. I continued to look into her eyes as I moved my hands slowly around to the front of her body. As I looked into her eyes for some negative signs I saw none. I reached for her breast but she moved her hands off from around my neck and placed them over my hands. I figured she was going to stop me from touching her breasts, but to my surprise, she moved my hands the rest of the way and covered both of her large shapely breasts. She said, "Kiss me V. Kiss me hard. Kiss me now!" 

As I did, she squeezed her hands, which in turn squeezed my hands around a pair of perfect breasts and hard nipples, which felt magnificent. I said in a whisper next to her ear as I kissed her neck again, "I have been wanting to touch your breasts since I looked up into your eyes on the plane that first day."

She said, "Yes, I know you have. Do you like them V? They're real. But, are they too big?"

I just said, "Oh God no Mandy they're not too

big at all! They are perfect! I love them!"

Her breasts were in fact natural, full and solid. I felt the nipples growing harder in the palms of my hand as I continued to hold them, love them, and enjoy then. Then she release her hands and put them back around my neck lifting her breast up into my hands more. My heart was beating very fast, I had started to sweat and my cock was throbbing insanely in my slack with such a strong desire. My hands were having one hell of a good time holding and squeezing her beautiful tits. She slid her tongue deep into my mouth again as I continued to explore her breasts softly and lovingly.

Option # 2, This is a continuation of part one. I'm seeing how far you will let me go with this.

We finally separated our embrace and as she stood in front of me watching as I undid the third, forth and fifth button on her blouse. She had two opened already the entire night giving me ample views of her assets as she called them. When she turned or bent over or forward, just a little, she would flash me a wonderful sight of her ample cleavage and show me the whiteness of the tops of her breasts. She had been doing it all night. The net type bra she had on accentuated her lovely breasts and held them high but did almost nothing to cover or hide them. I looked up into her face and said, "You are lovelier than I could have imagined."

As I slide my hands into her opened blouse I unsnapped the front clasp of the net bra. Her breasts swung free and I cupped each one again now with no material or clothing to separate my hand from her naked breasts. They felt unbelievable! It was a completely different feeling to actually touch the flesh of her very solid and very full breasts. As I ran a finger around the nipple I saw it stiffened from my touch. She sighed and pulled me to her again. Her nipples felt thick and harden in my hand as my thumb and index rolled one around. I wasn't sure I wasn't going to cum in my slacks like some 15-year-old boy! I was that excited seeing her lovely breasts for the first time. She was absolutely the most beautiful woman I have ever been with in my life and I told her so. She kissed me again as I cupped and made love to her breasts.

I took the left breast in both hands and lifted it as I bent my head to kiss and lick it. She said, "Oh yes V. Kiss them! Suck the nipple! Suck it hard baby! Oh God V it has been so long since I have had anyone do that to me. Lick them, bit them, Oh God V I could cum right here."

I ran my thumb over her nipple watching it jump and spring back. Then I took it into my mouth. My lips covered it and my tongue enjoyed the taste as I felt it harden even more from my oral situations. My hand cupped her other breast as my mouth and tongue devoured her left breast. I came back up and said, "Jesus Mandy! You are so beautiful! I'm afraid I might cum too! You are so exquisite!"

I started to remove her blouse completely now and she let it fall from her shoulders. As she exposed more of her body I knew she was scared and wondering if she felt she was doing the right thing. I took her face in my hands and kissed her as I said, "This was meant to be Mandy. You and I loving each other had to be in the stars. You are even lovelier than I dreamed of. Your skin is so soft and smooth like silk. And you're so lovely, perfect."

As my hand moved the bra out of the way too, and we let it fall off her shoulders. As she stood before me now completely nude from the waist up. I looked at her again and saw her blush a little as I said, "Perfect! You are perfect. Don't blush be proud of how lovely you are!"

I took her left breast, in both of my hands and as she touched my face she said, "Yes V! Kiss it! Kiss my breast! Suck my nipples! Bite them! Oh yes! Oh God yes that feels so good!"

I looked at her and didn't have to be told twice. I moved my head slowly back down to her red swollen nipple and as my lips touched it I waiting for her to say, "No! Stop!"

But she didn't! My lips covered the hard thick red nipple and I sucked it gently at first. She moaned and said, "Oh V! I Oh God! I have missed that! Harder V suck it harder!"

She held my head with her hands as I began to suck and flipped my tongue over the hard ending of her breast again and again. Each time I did I heard soft sounds coming from her throat. My lips and tongue worked on her nipples using long slow licks across and around each of them. As she held my head tighter, I started using quick short little licks between my sucking. I used both hands to hold the large round beautiful right breast and as I squeezed it from both sides the nipple pushed out at me even longer and harder. I moaned as I looked at its beauty with the small pink circle around the hard thick eraser size nipple. I knew she would have lovely breasts! In my dreams of her she had perfect breast. I whispered, "Amanda you are so beautiful! So beautiful!" 

But she surpassed anything I had imagined in my daydreams as I masturbate to the idea of her. She was perfect! She grunted and said, "Oh Jesus V! You're going to make me cum right here as we stand! OH God baby! That feels so fucking good!"

Option number # 3, moves on from 1 &2 and only you can finish it. Do we make love or do you stop us.

If we make love it would come after I give you oral sex. You write it at the end of this part.

I continued to suck her breast as I began to run my hand up the front of her short and very high riding dress. My knee was still pressing into her and she was still pressing her body down on it. I didn't have far to lift to see and touch her black thong. When I had the skirt far enough up around her hips I moved my hand down and between her soft upper most thighs. As I touched her pussy for the first time on the out side of her black lace thong, I heard her moan loudly. I could feel her wetness on the outside of her thong as she pushed back into the palm of my hand. I cupped all of her sex now. She opened her legs wider.

My swollen cock was throbbing hard and I was sure leaking in my slacks. The pre-cum would leave a wet mark for sure. This woman had me panting with need and lust and desire! But then again, I was doing the same to her. I circled her thong with my hand pressing it with my fingers as she squeezed her legs on my knee, which was keeping them opened. She gasped when she felt my fingers touch and gently rub her hardening thick clit as I pressed again the outside of her thong. She reached for and located my hard thick cock, which was pressing against my slacks like a tent. She ran her hands up and down the length of it. It had formed a large bulge in the front of my slacks. She held it like she was weighting it. She could feel the hardness and the heat coming off of it I knew! I moaned as she squeezed it again. 




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 03



I would like to again thank Ms. Sharon Johnson who had the courage to edit my poor spelling and grammar. W/O her help this story would be less than half of what it is now. Thanks to her, this story is much more romantic and loving. Her hard work is sincerely appreciated. Thanks Sharon!



From the man's viewpoint:

"Good night my love", I said as I let go of her hand and watched as she closed the door. Standing there in the hallway, I wasn't sure how she really felt about tonight. If only that phone call wouldn't have rang like it did, when it did she might still be in my arms. We would still be making love. Yes, it would have been some sort of love not just sex we would have together.

I was sure how I felt and it was that I wanted to see more of her. I wanted us to be a couple. Even if it was only for only a brief period of time before she would return to London, I wanted to be with her, to work something out for us. I knew she was one magnificent woman and I wanted to be with her. 

I knew from the phone call she received from her daughter that made her upset about what we had just done. First I suspected she was upset with the idea of letting herself go like she did with me again. But, I knew you had enjoyed it greatly. Her kisses and caress told me that! She was very embarrassed about letting it happening when she had known me for such a little amount of time. But she did enjoy it she couldn't deny that and I knew she would remember that feeling and think about me.

Then I believed she was upset that she had let me give her body one hell of a good orgasm from my stimulation. God I remembered how beautiful she was when it happened. I smiled to myself as I remembered how she looked as I held you in my arms. And when she released the top of her dress for me, I was speechless seeing her lovely breasts exposed completely to me for the first time. They were absolutely perfect. What a lovely woman she is! My mouth went dry as I watched those beautiful nipples harden from my mouth and tongue. Right now as I lay in my bed I was so hard I could have exploded. I stroked myself again thinking about her kiss and her body, as I loved it

I closed my eyes as I began to please myself thinking of her. In my mind I saw her lovely panties, nickers she called them, I actually moaned. She was just perfect! I recalled how I moved my hand over those panties knowing that the silky material would help me please her body along with the stroke of my fingers. And actually that's all I had planned to do, please her a little take the involvement a little further. I wanted her to want me as bad as I wanted her. My goal tonight wasn't to make her cum but I loved it when it happened! What we had wasn't true intercourse; it was an orgasm from only our hands. But when she touched me, and held on to my hard shaft, it pleased me so. I couldn't get my fill of her. My dream would have been if I was able to taste her body, to inhale her lovely sex and see and lick her wetness. To put my lips on her closely trimmed and wet pussy lips and kiss them would had drove me wilder with lust.

Her pussy was so very soft to my touch over those panties and it felt very swollen with her growing desire. As I slid my hand between her smooth legs and cupped her sex on the outside of those silky panties for the first time I heard again that soft little sigh coning from her throat. I felt her pushing back into my hand as she moaned softly again. My lips never left her mouth or my hand from her breasts or pussy. Our tongues fought for control. I remember whispering, "Oh Jesus Mandy you are so beautiful and feel so good, so soft! I want to hold you in my arms and make love to you all night!"

Hearing my words again she moaned and she was hot to my touch. As she began to rotate her lovely body faster her silky panties were pleasing her too along with my fingers. Actually she was in heaven as her body worked with my fingers to give her pleasure. I felt her shiver from a chill that shook her body and moved over her pushing her towards a certain climax pleasure. I felt her hips moving even faster and raising higher as I continued to gently touch her sex. I could feel how wet she had become. And, I loved the sent of her perfume and sex mixing as it filled the air. I inhaled deeply, God she stimulated all of my senses! 

I could felt her sex under my fingers and it felt like jelly, almost as if it were liquid as she came. I wanted to see her face move into rapture as her body fucking my hand to completion. God I was so hard! 

I remembered she grabbed my hand as I tried to slip it under her panties and touch her sex directly. I wondered why she stopped me? I knew she wanted me too and I ached to do it. I knew it would feel even better with direct skin to skin touching on her pussy, but she wouldn't let me go under her panties. Mandy pushed into my hand holding it on the outside of her panties. Then as she began to pump her lower body into it I moaned knowing I was pleasing her so much as she came neared and nearer to orgasm.

As I moved my fingers over her thighs and then down between them one more time, I located her clit from the outside of her panties and she pressed her hands on my fingers making them touch her harder. Her clit was so rock hard and sticking out above her sex it was easy for me locate almost asking me to touch it! I knew it was the center of her sex and I worked on it knowing it would please her the most. I was right! The first time I pressed it gently, Mandy, arched her back and kissed me hard as she pumped on my hand fucking it now! As I continued to stroke it, she took only a minute or less to climaxed against it! 

And the pleasure of cumming was so hard she almost pushed me on the floor. She loved it she couldn't deny it! I knew she did! I watched her as I held her in my arms as she began to cum. Mandy was pumping her lower body against my hand cupping her warm wet sex and she cried out in sheer pleasure and relief. Then she lifted her hips and ass up against my fingers and moaned my name as she began to hump and hump against them. As she moved closer and closer to the peak of her orgasm, I heard her say to me, "Oh yes! Oh God Vern yes. It's so good! Oh squeeze now! YES! YES! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Remembering how her pelvis thrust up into my hand as her pussy pushed against my fingers harder and harder and then she arched even higher and rammed against my fingers one last time as she cried out and hung in the air peaking! The throws of her orgasms lasted a long time. I held her and kissed her as her hand flew up and down my very hard and thick cock shaft. It seemed the more she climaxed the faster she stroked me. And the sight of her climaxing and the touch of her hand on me, stroking me, loving me back was to much for me to take and I began to cum. I couldn't hold back! My cock sprayed a huge amount of cum all over her hand and stomach. It was good so very good! And we held each other in an embrace that made us both feel wonderful. She had really enjoyed our lovemaking and so had I.

But then when it was over and she received the phone call, she became very upset because I think she was so embarrassed. Embarrassed I had made her cum so fast, embarrassed that she had lost control again with me. Mandy couldn't or wouldn't admit that we had something very special between us! Something that was drawing us together and she knew it. She was scared but at the same time very happy. Maybe to happy that I had met her and wanted more time with her and made her go way too far to fast twice now. All I knew was that I wanted to spend a lot more time with her!

When her body began pumping automatically against my hand and she climaxed, she drove me over the edge as well. I remembered how her soft small hand stroked my cock. Jesus she was good at that! But it was the sight of her hips pumping up into my hand and the rotation of her pelvis and pussy all over my fingers and that erotic look on her face that made me cum! Her clit was so hard it felt like a small rock under my fingers! I loved feeling it throbbing against the tip of them as I made love to her. She had lost all control and that excited me to know end. 

One thing I wish I had been able to do before we stopped was to have been able to insert a finger into her body. I would have loved to have felt how tight she was and feel her squeeze and let her wetness run over my fingers as she climaxed. I closed my eyes and saw her there with me on the couch. Umm I loved the pleasure I was able to give her body before we stopped. I wished she could have spent the night with me. Maybe we wouldn't have had intercourse maybe we would only have done manual stimulation but she would have been with me, loving me holding me and I with her. But maybe she would have let me taste her. Maybe she would have let go enough to allow me to love her sex with my mouth and tongue the way I loved her breasts. I'm sorry I didn't get to try that! I would have loved her pussy with my lips and tongue giving her more tremendous orgasms. 

If after she was pleased orally, I had hoped she would agree to give me all of her, mind, body and sole as we made love. But still I was happy to have held her in my arms and made love to her long enough to show both of us that we could be so good together. I hoped she would call me later in the afternoon when she finished working. I truly did want to be with her again! 

And lastly I think she was upset that she had worked on my body pleasing my cock and giving me a mutually great orgasm. It must have been more embarrassing to her that her hand had made me cum all over it, as well as her stomach and nickers. It wasn't upsetting for me, no not at all. For me I very much enjoyed it!

I knew she did enjoy the strong climax I had given her body. She exploded as she climaxed. It was a good one I knew it! I was pleased that she had given her body to me and that I was able to give her some indication of our love to come. I'm sure she enjoyed it, which she wanted it that she actually needed it as badly as I did. But, I was equally sure her daughter's phone calling at that inopportune time had upset her so.

As I lay in my room undressed, I had to call her. I had too! When I did, she was in bed and sounded like she was crying. I said, "Mandy, are you alright?"

She said, "No I'm upset. I'm not that kind of woman Vern I don't do those things we did tonight! Not this fast anyway. I'm embarrassed and I'm upset that you think I let any man do to me what you have done."

I said, "Mandy! No Mandy! I know you are not like that at all. You're a nice person who has found a man whom you like. Hopefully you like me very much! I know you don't go with just any man to his room after knowing him for just a few days. And I'm sure you don't just let go like you did tonight with me. Think about it. There must be a reason that you do with me what you don't do with others. Maybe it's because we fit, and that we are good for each other. I really believe we truly like each other Mandy and I'm glad you spent time with me so I could show you how much I want to be with you."

She said, "Oh Vern. I'm so embarrassed about tonight!"

I told her, "You know maybe it's that you and I belong together. Maybe it was meant to be that we sat next to each other on that plane that day. Maybe it was meant to be that you went to dinner with me and that you did join me. Please don't be embarrassed I want you to be happy you're with me. Please don't be upset with herself or me for doing what we both wanted to do tonight. We're both adults and it's what we needed to do together. It was wonderful! You know you enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed you. Mandy I really truly want to be with you. I want us to be together. I really enjoy our company and the time we have spent with each other and I want you to spend more time with me. Tell me you'll call me later when you get off from work. Let's spend tomorrow night together. I'll take you skating at Rockafellow Square and then dinner. We'll go slowly and we'll have some fun. What do you say? Come on! A fun visit to an ice skating ring and then a nice night for a casual dinner afterwards. It will be fun. And no pressure we'll go slow and easy. Say you'll come with me tonight."

I then spilt my feelings to her telling her how I felt about tonight, not in as many words as I did above. But I made sure she knew how I felt. Then I waited for her to reply.

From the woman's viewpoint:

It was all getting too much for me I thought, as I lay in my bed so wide-awake that night. Nearly everything that I didn't want to happen was happening. All the aspects of a relationship that I so strongly wanted to avoid were crowding in on me. I felt under such pressure, so many problems and issues to deal with, concerns and emotions to handle and such a range of influences trying to persuade me into directions I was hesitant to take.

I wanted sex but seemed unable to have it unless the circumstances were just right. But I had no idea what "just right" meant. I was frustrated and that, I half believed, had led to two of the most uncharacteristic sexual events with you. But deep down, although I was reluctant to admit it, I felt so strongly attracted towards you and that was the real reason I'd had the telephone sex and the mutual masturbation with you. My feelings for you were so untypical strong and feared becoming entangled. I was almost paranoid about ever being emotionally dependent on a man after the disappointment with Kevin, my ex-husband, and I could see that happening. 

And then there was Sarah and the phone call and the guilt and the feelings I'd had standing there talking to her. Standing there my beautiful, innocent daughter's words in my ears as I felt her semen on my hand, and I saw my dress bunched around my waist, my overtly sexual knickers wet from my own juices and stained with her cum. 

"Where were my standards and morals?" I asked myself. "How could I let myself go so far and so quickly with a man I hardly knew?" I wondered. And where next? What next? If we'd done those two things together what would be the follow on? 

I was scared that I'd fall for you. I was scared that you'd fuck me then fuck off. I was scared that I'd be so attracted to you that I'd do anything for you and then it would be over. I was scared that I'd want you so much that I would lose all control. And I was scared that maybe I'd read you wrong and all that I was just another bird you picked up on a plane then fucked and said goodbye to. I wasn't a one-nightstand girl. But then I wasn't a long-term relation one either. "I guess that's my biggest problem," I smiled sitting up in bed, seeing in the mirror that my tits seemed to droop so much in that position that I straightened my back, "I've got no fucking idea what I do want."

But then at least one thing became clear in my mind.

I had to get away, break out of the spiral we were in. I needed space and time to think. I had to escape from New York. I had to run away, yes that I accepted that was what I was doing. Run away from New York to get free and escape from you, from her influence, her attraction and her appeal.

I got up and dressed. I called Hertz. Yes they could deliver a car to the hotel and yes I could drop it off in Massachusetts but there would be a drop off charge. I couldn't have cared how much so I didn't ask.

I logged onto my PC went into my e-mail and called up her address.

"Dear Vern", I typed. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I have to go. I have to get away. I feel trapped and as if the ceiling is falling in on me. When you read this I'll be miles away for I'm driving to Boston. Please don't try and contact me just yet. Let me clear my head and than I'll be in touch. I promise. Yours. A"

I sent the message and used the TV checkout system. Packing quickly I took my bags down to the car park where the nice man from Hertz was waiting for me. Within minutes I was navigating the grid system of Manhattan and heading North to Boston.

As I drove my mind inevitably went over the amazing events of the past two days and particularly this evening. It had, I readily admitted to myself, been extremely exciting and satisfying. I'd loved the way you'd kissed me, had pushed her leg between mine pushing my skirt up. The way that you had spent so long loving my breasts and nipples, making them go a deeper pink, made them glow from the glistening of her spittle on them and making them so hard. As hard, I realized, as they were now. As aching as they were now. As in need of relief as they were now.

I pulled off the freeway as my hand cupped one of my breasts. Going down the ramp I was squeezing it. Coming off it I was pinching the nipple just as you had. Where the hell I was I had no idea, maybe near Greenwich that I didn't know? I found a quiet place as my hands squeezing and kneading my breasts. I was so excited thinking of her hands and mouth on them just a few hours ago. 

I killed the motor, turned off the lights and locked the doors. In the darkness of morning, in the silence, alone, with my mind full of so many different thoughts I masturbated. Fully clothed and just slipping my hands inside my blouse and touching myself through my jeans I made myself cum again recounting the events of the evening with you.

I didn't quite make it to Boston but found a motel 50 miles or so from it and checked in there around 5AM in the morning. I'd have a few hours sleep then went on to Boston. That would leave me Thursday and Friday before Sarah would arrive on the Saturday.


Feeling more at peace with myself, my body and the world in general than I had since boarding that plane in Atlanta the day before yesterday I fell asleep wondering what, if any response I'd receive to my e-mail?

From the Man's Viewpoint:

"Shit!", I said, "my e-mail is down this morning." 

So I ate a quick breakfast and went to work. The day dragged by I guess because I was in a hurry to see you again. I wanted to be with you and try to talk you into being with me and to share time with me in Boston. I was going to again ask if you would drive to Boston with me. We would spend a couple of days maybe stay at a Bed & Breakfast and enjoy the company of each other. I was going to tell you there was no pressure. If you wanted two rooms we could do that. All I wanted was some time to be with you and get to know you. While I wanted sex with you, God what man wouldn't? But I also wanted to get to know the real Mandy, the woman, the person. But more importantly, I wanted you to get to know me more. 

Finishing my work at 10 minutes to 11 AM I grabbed a bit to eat at one of the hundreds of NY deli's and headed back to the hotel. On the way I stopped off at a 14th street gym for a work out at an Equinox Gym with an old friend who was an ex Navy Seal. He owned a piece of the place and I finished up with a very hard rub down by some old guy with hands of steel. 

I finished up at 2 PM, and caught a cab back to the hotel. I checked my phone and saw no messages. So I stood in the shower for I had no idea how long and then dried off and placed a call to her room. I was told you checked out. "How long ago?" I asked. The clerk told me, "Well the computer is saying she left at in the middle of the night, or early morning actually 4AM." 

I called Hertz and asked if they had a forwarding address for you in Boston? No was all they would tell me but you were going to drop off the car tomorrow sometime. I left a cell phone number with the operator who promised me she would send it to Boston and it would be waiting for her when she dropped off the car.

I then called US AIR and got a seat on the 4PM flight to Boston. Since I had no idea where in Massachusetts she were staying or going and no way of contacting her I decided to return to my PC and saw a message from Mandy! I read it and answered it with my own. 




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 03



"Mandy! WHY! Why are you sneaking out of the hotel in the middle of the night leaving without telling me? Did I offend you that much that you couldn't tell me? If I somehow hurt you that badly, I am truly sorry. I never wanted to do that! All I wanted to do is be with you. I know you like me! And I wanted to know you and try to have you know me. I never wanted to hurt you in any way. I really feel I have a right to ask you why you are leaving like this. We had something very unique, something very special. Well at least I felt that way. Seems you didn't. 

I don't know why you felt you needed to run away from me. I would never do you any harm you must know how I feel about you. You must know how we have hit it off so well. Her fear of me is not real. It's something from her past that is making you think this way. What happened in the past has nothing to do with how I feel about you and how you feel about me. You can't tell me her feelings aren't strong about me. Please give us a chance. It can work!"

Then I started to get pissed off. I finished the E-mail by saying, "Look I don't want to bug you any more. I'll be staying at the Boston Marriott downtown for the next two days checking out before noon on the 12th. Here's the number. I'm catching the 4PM this afternoon and will be landing at 6:37PM on Flight 327, US AIR Shuttle. That gives us just about less than 48 hours to talk. I felt we were going to look for a place for you to spend her vacation this summer together. Please leave a message at the hotel for me and give us the time we need to talk. Know that I adore you and want to talk about this face to face. Give me a chance, give herself a chance, and give us a chance. All my love! Vern"

Then I finished packing, made a call to Boston to my friends telling them when I was coming in and it was a long story about why I was coming and I would explain it when I got there. Then I check out at about 2:45 PM and headed to the Boston Marriott via US AIR. 

I figured if I didn't hear from Mandy, I could still have a good old lobster dinner with all the fixings with some old friends who were working for the Navy. While not the same the visit was well over due. If I didn't hear from her by tomorrow night I would go out with these animal friends of mine. They would bug the shit out of me when I told them this trip was about a woman and nothing else. 

They were both married but never gave me a rest since I was a divorced. We would eat too much, drink way too much and they would pass out as usual. I would make sure they got home OK and then go back to my room at the hotel. I would have to make sure none of us got into any fights since I didn't want to miss her call, if you called. It wasn't what I wanted to do while I was in Boston. I wanted to be with you. But it would past the time while I waited to see if you would contact me. As I walked down the ram to the door of the airplane I checked my cell phone. No messages. 

As my plane landed it woke me up from a dream I was having about you and I mutually masturbating each other like we had done the other night. I rubbed my eyes and saw the stewardess looking down at the big lump in my jeans. I smiled and stood saying, "Nice dream!"

She just smiled one of those company smiles at me and walked away. I said, "Figures! You're 0 and 2 today with the women!"

I walked out of the tunnel at gate 12 and into the lobby. Standing there in jeans and tee shirts that read the same, "I drink beer for me! I drink wine to met women!" were my two very loud and very oldest and good friends Rick and Antonio (Tony).

Rick was a tall red headed guy whom when he hugged you, like he was doing to me now, was sucking the air out of her lungs like a big snake. Rick almost yelled, "Well about time you came up here to see us Yankees! How the hell are you Bud?"

Almost everyone turned and looked at him. He didn't care!

Bud is my nickname that only a few close friends use. I smiled and tried to hug him back just as hard without succeeding! He was a big son of a gun and strong like a bull! He drove a crane on a construction site for a living and was currently working in the Navy yards!

Antonio was a Latin and more conservative except when he was around us or when he was drunk or both. His smiled was a foot wide and he said in a deep Spanish accent, which he really didn't have, well maybe a little one, "Welcome my friend to Boston!" Then he did the old line from a Mel Brooks Blazing Saddles movie, "Badges? We don't have any badges! We don't want any badges! We don't have to show you no badges!" 

I hadn't heard that for ages. I laughed out loud for the first time in a couple of days as he hugged me too but not nearly as hard. Tony, who his friends called him, sometimes, worked for the Navy full time training men in small arms ordinances.

I said, "Damn! It's great to see you guys! Come on drinks are on me."

Chuck said, "Damn right they are!"

We got my luggage and climbed into Chuck's big Dodge pickup truck and with the glass packs mufflers roaring we pulled out of the airport in a cloud of dust. As we headed to the Marriott we started to catch up on the many years of not seeing each other except at funerals when someone we all knew past away or at weddings when the same thing happened and someone got married. That was an old joke we always said about marriage but never about deaths. 

Laughing a lot we almost slid into the Marriott's Custom House parking lot and let the kid park the truck after Chuck scared him half to death about scratched and dents. 

I checked in with the two of them behind me hitting on the female clerk behind the counter. I figured I'd get the worst room they had thanks to these guys. But she must have taken pity on me and I go a room with a nice view of downtown. I put my bags down and they wouldn't even let me connect my laptop. The two of them pulled me out of the room and we headed out at 6:45 AM after asking where we could eat and drink. We picked the closest bar to the hotel, what a surprise. We went in and sat down! I was starved. I hadn't eaten very much all day thinking about Amanda. I said, "If I don't get something in my stomach I'm not going to last long with you guys tonight." The waiter came over and we order and all had chowder, steaks and beer my treat of course! 

As we chatted they asked me again why I was in Boston. I told them about the business project I was doing. And then I told them about Mandy. After explaining what and how we met, they asked just like every guy I have ever met did, "Yea! And so how was the lady?" 

I knew exactly what they were referring too and I said, "Well we didn't! That is we haven't. Guys! I really like this one lay off." 

Chuck said, "Oh God! Tony! I think our boy is in love again! How many times does this make? He than started singing, "And another one bits the dust." 

He made like he was shot and fell half way out of the booth! They laughed, and I smiled saying, " Well it wasn't love! It's more like…like…. the most amazing collection of friendship, desire, lust and sex I had ever experienced over the past 3 days."

Antonio said, "Friendship? What's that got to do with anything? You are fuck up being away from us for so long!"

Chuck laughed again very loudly! He said, "Yea we need to get you out there and find a nice woman from Boston without so much baggage who just wants her warm body to cover hers and keep her warm at night, every night. We should work on getting our old Buddy laid Tony!" Then he added, "and when we find a woman like that for him we'll find two more for us!"

We all laughed again. I said, "Look I just want to find her and asked what the hell happened. I mean we were really hitting it off having fun and I know damn well that she likes me. And I know you guys would drool all over herself when you see her. She's beautiful!" 

They looked at me and I said, "No you shit heads it's not love, far from it. But she is a truly amazing lady and I would like to be with her. I also want to know why the fuck she ran out in the middle of the night like that!"

Chuck moved in closer and Tony and I did too! He whispered, "Look Buddy boy, it ain't really any of my business about her sex life and how you handle women. But….ain't that what her old lady did when she left you? You know, didn't she leave in the middle of the night while you were sleeping on the couch in her underwear or something like that?" 

Antonio said, "Hell Chuck maybe he should start tying them to the bed at night for him so they don't run away!"

I said, "My friends, my dear friends! Thanks!"

They laughed and Chuck said, "Wish my old lady would run away sometimes! I'm going to pay dearly for leaving to pick shit head up at the airport."

Antonio said, "Well my wife doesn't know I left without telling her where I was going. So I missed dinner and she'll be pissed. I'll be in deep shit let me tell you!"

Then they looked at me and Tony asked, "So what are you going to do Bud? You going to contact every hotel and real-estate company to see if she is there?"

"No! First I'm going to go back and check my e-mails. Then I'm going to meet you guys for dinner tomorrow night and we're going to get bloody drunk!"

Chuck said, "Christ! Now that's a plan!!" Then he said, "Bloody!! My God! She got him talking British already! Bloody lobster bloody drunk!" 

They laughed and I said, "I'm going to buy you both the biggest fucking lobster they have for dinner tomorrow night. And you can even pick the place."

Chuck said, "Lobster! I don't want any damn lobster! If you're buying I'll have steak and lots of it!"

I said, "OK I'll buy and you can pick the place and what you want to eat!"

Tony asked, "Can I bring my kids so they can fill up too?"

"NO! No kids", Chuck said.

I said, "Alright. Look!! Bring whom the hell you want I don't care! But I want lobster so pick a place that sells it! OK? Now, what time tomorrow should I expect you to pick me up?"

Antonio said, "Well why don't I pick you up at say 3PM and you can come over to my place since I live and work the closest to downtown. Beside Ana would love to see you again. And it will help me too. She can see we're not going out to meet woman we're going out to drink and eat! Chuck we'll all met at my house, say, 4:30PM. OK?"

Chuck said, "Yea, maybe I can get Nancy to go over her house and spend time with her wife. That way I won't get a lot of flack about her not going with me."

I said, "Whatever you want, I'm not free but I am easy!"

Chuck said real loud, "Hell Bud everyone knows that!"

We left and I finally got to my room at 1AM. I unpacked the laptop first and hooked it up. I saw a message from you. When I opened it all it said was: "Marriott Longwharf, Room 3102. As soon as you can after landing."

That was it! No, Love Mandy, or thank you very much, Mandy, or drop dead, Mandy, I hate you, Mandy, Fuck off, Mandy, nothing. 

I called the number not realizing what time it was until you answered the phone. When you did I said, "Mandy, look I'm sorry I didn't realize what time it was until you picked up. Should I call back?"

From the Woman's Viewpoint:

I was surprised not to hear anything from you and so at around 1AM I gave up and went to bed. I'd been thinking and had reached the conclusion that fair enough I'd got what I deserved. You'd dumped me. I couldn't and didn't blame you and in some ways I felt relieved. At least the pressure was off and I could get on with my nicely ordered life setting up the office in Boston.

But I was disappointed as well. I had to agree with a lot of what you'd said in her e-mail even though the apparent depth of her feelings and her expectations did frighten me. We did get on well, I did like you, I did find you attractive, intelligent and sexy and the sex we'd have had been good. Well much better than good. And yes I did think there might be some future for us if only you'd lighten up a little. Clearly though, I thought, as I switched off the lights in the suite that I'd been upgraded to due to our agency handling the Marriott's advertising in Mass., it's not to be. And also the plan I'd worked out was obsolete I'd mused a feeling some regret at that.

"What time is it?" I asked you after I picked up the phone immediately thinking it was bad news.

"Just after 1:30AM." 

"Oh shit it is late."

"Yes I'm sorry you were asleep I assume."

"Yes I was I'd given up on you."

"Again I'm sorry about the time but from her last mail and leaving New York like that, I somehow thought you already had."

That made me smile. "No not quite!" That's why I said, "Come over."

"Well at my age Mandy I find I need less sleep and I'm feeling wide awake and raring to go. Shall I?"

"Well I've never had a date at 2 in the morning V so why not?"

"Is that what it is Mandy? A date?"

"We have to talk don't we? That's very clear to me V and I guess I've made it clear to you as well."

"You certainly have and I agree we need to talk. So now or tomorrow."

I thought for a moment. I wasn't tired I'd slept in this morning and could tomorrow as well. "Well as they say, no time like the present is there."

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

I opened the door to her knock and stood behind it shielding myself from you as you came into the dimly lit room. "Don't turn round V please," I said quietly as I shut the door.

"What? Why not?" you asked quite naturally sounding surprised.

I came up behind you and wrapped my arms round you pressing my breasts into her back. "Please V just do as I say. Will you? I promise you'll enjoy it."

"Of course I will Mandy."

"Thanks V," I whispered running my hands up and down her chest and standing on tip toe kissing the back of her neck

"I don't want you to say anything. Not a word. I just want you to do as I ask as long as you feel comfortable with it. OK?:

"Yes, yes of course."

"OK then. Without looking back I want you to go into the bedroom, undress and lay on her front on my bed. Will you do that for me V." 

As I waited for her reply I let one of hands slide just inside the belt on her trousers. You then said……………… 

Mandy wrote me at the end of this e-mail telling me, "I'll get something more together about what's going on in my life, color of knickers etc., later today. BTW I'm wearing paste blue matching bra and panties today!!

From the Man's Viewpoint:

The request for me to come to her hotel and see you at 2AM was a little upsetting. I was very confused right now plus just a little drunk from being out with my friends earlier. But I said to myself, "This woman was driving me crazy! But I think I would catch a flight and fly to another city just to see her again. Now that's crazy!" 

Plus! I needed to know what the hell was going on between us, if anything. On minute she were so sexually aggressive, climaxing and cumming in my hands as I stimulated her lovely body to both of our enjoyment. And she had done the same to me! Then the next thing I knew she left without saying anything to me, sneaking out of town like a thief in the night with all of my fucking emotions.

Now it was 2:25 AM, and I was in her room with you standing behind me rubbing my chest with one hand while the other was running under my jeans heading towards my cock! With her other hand going down my jeans you were asking me to trust you! Hell I wasn't sure you weren't a little crazy at this point. But as her hand went further down my jeans and you kissed my neck, I remembered the pleasure of holding you and touching her body and I relented. I was thinking to myself, "This woman is trouble but I have to know what she's going to do, what she wants, and what she's up too. Men will do such crazy things to have a woman! But you were not just any woman that was for sure."

I did say, "Mandy! This better not turn out to be some damn game you're playing. I'll go along with you only so far. I don't enjoy being dropped on my head more than once in 48 hours!"

You said, "Please! Please V just trust me and don't say anything."

I did what she asked. Why? Who the hell knows? I did, it was the idea of having sex with her! I really didn't know for sure except for that right now. I walked into the bathroom looking around her room. I left the bathroom door opened and looked out at the shadows making sure the door to her room didn't open while I was undressing. There was a little paranoia running in me I guess, but I wasn't taking any chances. I knew you were standing in the dark watching me. I didn't turn on the lights on in the bathroom either. 

As I stripped down in the dark I looked up knowing you were watching me and I wondered what the hell was going on. I had no idea if you were dressed in anything but a nightie, maybe you had that old nightie on or if you were nude! Maybe you weren't wearing anything either and that made my cock jump a little with excitement and anticipations of what might be coming. 

While alert, my brain began drifting back to the other night and the last time I saw her beautiful face and naked body. Jesus, I loved seeing you orgasm like you did! Her face fixed with a picture of pure bliss as I pleased you. Her body reaching and then peaking with the climax from my stimulation! And what a body! I was thinking that you might be the perfect lover! 

As I pulled my polo shirt over my head quickly I then kicked off each of my shoes with the other foot, I looked for you but only saw her shadow. I hung the shirt over the hook with a wet towel you had hanging. I pulled the towel to my face inhaling her body wash or perfume I wasn't sure which. I was sure it smelled great. Then I released my jeans letting them drop to the floor and stepping out of them. I hung them in the same hook. I hardly wear any underwear and tonight was no exception. 

Standing there in just my socks now, I almost smiled as I bent down and pulled them off too. Fully nude, I stood there a second or two and again started wondering if this was as good idea. Here I was in her room, fully nude and not know what the hell you had on her mind. How the hell did I know if you had a few guys with you to beat and rob me? Or if you had an axe like we laughed about that night we held each other pleasing her bodies! My old service days came back into my brain, "always be prepared"! It just popped back into my head. I said to myself, "Be careful here V until you know what's going on."

As I stepped out of the bathroom, my cock wasn't hard at all now. I walked slowly over to her bed. I sat on it and again looked for you. Again all I saw was her shadow. I lay face down on the bed and waited. I was in a very uncomfortable position. My shoulder hurting as I lay this way. I was thinking and then actually smiled to myself again. If I get my ass kicked and my friends find out that I let myself get taken because I trusted a pretty skirt I knew they would never let me live it down. I looked at the clock on the nightstand it read 2:45AM! I said, "OK A! I'm like you asked me. Now what?"

From the Woman's Viewpoint:

As I stood in my suite, and heard that you had done as I asked, I slowly walked over to the bedroom door and glanced inside. It was quite dim but there was enough light for me to be able to make out her naked body lying right in the middle of the bed.

Even though the carpets in Marriott suited are thick and luxurious you must have heard me moving.

"That you M?" you said showing a little concern and worry in her voice.

"Yes V it is but now no more talking please."

You'd have felt my weight as I kneeled on the bed. My fingertips glided up and down her back a couple of times. I ran them through her hair as my bare knee pressed against her hip. They slid over the nicely rounded hillocks of her buttocks and up and down the backs of her thighs and along the insides of them encouraging them to open. 




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 03



They did. The fingertips slid further and further up the inside of each parted thigh going nearer and nearer to where they join but not quite touching the joys of her manhood that lie there. 

In addition to my fingers and the occasional touch of my knee you may also have felt some material touching you as I continued my massaging of you. You'd have worked out that I must be wearing something but wouldn't have known what.

I worked on her back again placing one knee between her thighs. As I reached further up her back, over her scalp and onto her face where I so gently caressed her forehead and eyelids and lips letting my fingers slip slightly inside her mouth so my knee moved upwards. Upward until they touch her scrotum feeling her sexual heat. I moved it away. 

I caressed and massaged both of her hands spending ages rubbing her fingertips and the palms, one by one I let my clothing rub against her hip telling her senses that I was wearing lace and silk. I got both knees between her legs now and knelt there leaning forward my chest over you broad back. As my pussy rubbed over her as and my breasts pressed against her lower back, I ran my hands over her shoulders and down her front almost but not quite, due to the way you were laying, being able to cup her breasts. As I did that you moaned, "Oh yes, Oh yes,"

"Sssshhhhhhhhh." I whispered back leaning even further forward so that just the tips of my breasts touched her back. My nipples pressed into her back, I knew you could feel them. I wanted you to feel them! You'd have realized they were not bare but the covering of thin lace would have still felt good on you. It would I hoped have felt better and better as I slowly ran my breasts over her back at times just the tips and nipples at others squashing their fully weight on you. I did that in widening circles until they weren't just on her back but on her buttocks as well. And then I concentrated my breasts massage right on her delicious ass. Over and around each mound and between the flesh of them my breasts traversed and covered them.

I used my hands and fingers at the same time slipping them over her hip bone and going near to but not yet touching her erection simply stroking her flat stomach near to it.

Then I did reach round her chest and cup her manly breasts as you raised herself to give me room. Then I laid myself flat on her back with my legs between hers. I felt the heat from her sex on my thighs. In that position my silk covered mound was pressing right against the base of her spine. I lay like that still for a moment or two then gradually I started to move. Not much at first but just gentle sliding movements. Small moves up and down the front of my pussy now sliding between the cheeks of her butt. My clit was being stimulated as I rubbed my body on his. My front to her back I moved over you.

You sighed and moaned as I slightly increased the pace my hands all the time holding and caressing her chest. The silk provided the smoothness so that I was able to move faster and harder on her back stimulating my body as much or more than I was hers.. 

And like that V, I simulated fucking you. I thrust myself up and down on her ass just as so many men have done to me. I pounded away at you from behind my hands slipping down her front to form a surrogate cunt for her cock. And you copied my movements, found my pace and rhythm and as I fucked her ass so you fucked my hand. 

I could feel you were near. A woman can tell the signs in a man's cock and body of impending ejaculation. I was near myself. I rolled off you and pulled you onto her side our eyes meeting for the first time that evening the light though being to dim for you to be able to work out much else. I was still holding her erection as I lay back on the bed you now hovering over me probably seeing that I was wearing a long nightdress.

I pulled you nearer as the throbbing in my hand increased. As it got to the level where impending climax is inevitable I pulled you closer still. And as her body took over from the stimulation of my hand and it started that amazing journey that her seed takes so I pulled you right over my chest.

So V as you started to cum the tip of her cock was positioned right above my chest. And as you did cum so you spurted all over that and onto my chin and cheeks. I was caught in a dream as you emptied her seed over my upper body. There was so much of it!

From the Man's Viewpoint:

I looked down and saw her face silhouetted as the light of the setting moon was now coming into the room. Curtains opened the night sky fading and the hint of morning starting to show in the eastern sky as I bent down and wiped the few drops of my cum off her chin. As I straddled you, my semi-erect cock rubbing between her breasts felt delightful from the material of the silk nightie you had on. With the drops of cum on my hand I presented them to her lips for tasting.

When you opened her mouth and started to suck on my finger, I used my other hand to slowly lower the thin straps of her lovely nightie down over her shoulder and as you pulled her arm out of the opening, it exposed her round large right breast. It was as beautiful as I remembered. When you had finished sucked the small number of drops of sperm off finger, I saw you swallow it. I bend down and kissed you. You shoved her tongue deep into my mouth and I could taste the after breath of my own seed.

You pulled me down on top of her breasts and we rubbed my cum that was on her neck, chin and the top of her chest against us. When you released me again I sat up and lowered the other strap of her nightie. With both breasts completely nude now I began to slowly explore them with my hands and mouth. 

Nipples long and hard now, I saw you watching every move I made as I was still straddled over her chest. As my cock lay between those delicious mounds of flesh I lifted her breasts and let my hardening cock be surrounded. The wonderful feeling of her flesh pressing against my shaft began to make me as hard as I have ever been. God you looked so beautiful laying there watching my cock move up and own between her full round breasts. I slowly rocked back and forth pumping my cock between the two lovely white mounds. 

You reached up and held them securely as I move up and back between them. With both of my hands free I took each nipple on her extremely beautiful breasts between my thumb and index fingers. I began to rotate and pull on them as we watched my cock fucking and moving between her firm mounds. We could actually see it getting harder and harder. We watched as it grew as long and as hard as it ever got did. With almost every second that passed you waited for me to cum on you. You wanted me to cum on you I could see it in her eyes and by the way you licked the tip of my cock head as I pushed it up towards her wet mouth. I moaned from the sexual excitement. You smiled knowing what you were doing to me. 

When I was completely hard again I moved down her body until I was lying on top of you. I heard you sigh and say, " On V! Yes! Oh God you feel so good baby!"

We kissed and mixed our tongues as you wrapped her arms and legs around me holding me tightly against you. The hardness of my sex was pressing between her legs and against her wet, hot sex. 

I heard a soft moan release from her throat as my tongue made love to her mouth! When I lifted my mouth off of hers and looked into her eyes I heard you almost whisper, "Oh V! Oh God! Yes this feels so good baby! So good!" 

I began to dry fuck you sliding my cock up and down her wet sticky slit as I lay between her warm thighs. You opened them more for me. As I licked and sucked her ear lob and neck you held me tightly feeling my hard ready cock pressing harder against her pussy. You started to rock with me now. 

Back and forth, back and forth we rocked together as we held each other. 

We could feel our bodies against each other and soft moans escaped from our mouths as we kissed and rocked imitating fucking. God it was like so dream, it wasn't real, but it was! God was it real! It was the passion I had always wanted but never found. It was the erotic feeling everyone wants but few receive in a new relationship. It was the lust and desire that was driving both of us towards what could only be the best love session either of us will ever experience.

Opening her thighs as wide as you could to accept the hardness of my body even more, you moaned my name as my cock positioned itself at the door of her paradise. "Give me it V! Put her hard cock in me and make love to me!", you whispered in my ear with a voice that was so sexy I could have to cum right there. I placed my cock head in the opening of her vagina and slowly pushed inward. Her moans told me you loved how it felt. I pushed again and was almost all the way inside you. You lifted up and bean slowly pumping her hips and lifting her ass up of the bed. You moaned and reached her orgasm. It wasn't a huge earth shattering one. But more like a soft easy gentle slowly stimulation every cell in her body. Her moan got louder and her body lifted higher and higher as you grunted now and humped up and down up and down up and down as her body rocked her pussy on my hard cock deep inside you! I held still with my cock all the way inside you and let you fuck her body on my cock. I knew you needed this orgasm. You had waited a long time for it and I knew it felt so good as it flowed over you and around my cock.

But as it subsided, I knew I had to taste you! I realized I needed to do that before I shot my sperm into you. I wanted to eat her pussy now. So in an act that was completely out of the ordinary for me and most other men, I pulled out without cumming inside her vagina. 

You looked at me with a question in her eyes. I answered it as I whispered, "Do you want that? Or will you let me make love to her pussy first and taste you Mandy! Let me taste you first before I put my cock back inside you! God I have to taste you Mandy. It's suck a strong feeling I need to have my mouth on you now." I almost moaned the request.

As I began to lick her neck and sucked and bit her ear lob you held me tightly feeling my hard and so very ready cock pressing harder against her open pussy now. As we began to move together humping our bodies against each other I licked her breasts and nipples as you released her hold on me. 

Moving to the side, I slowly slid a finger up and down her wet vagina slit on the outside. As I moved my hand I was slowly lifting the bottom of her outfit and touching her clean shaved pussy. I continued to stroke her and moved the nightie until the hem was above her stomach. I used my hand then, to pull it up the rest of the way up and over her head. As she lay there under me now completely nude. I kissed around the bottoms of her full and so beautiful breasts as I worked my way down her body. As I exposed and then began to explore all of her sweet body, her sense drove me on. My need was so very strong to have her I ached! But somehow I held back so to make sure I pleased her first with my mouth.

I was now able to touch her directly as I knelt between her open thighs. My cock was covered with her juices and felt slippery on her leg as I bent forward inhaling her sexual musk. My cock jumped with my sexual excitement.

Finger to her wet flesh I slowly rotated the digit around the opened and smooth pink of her inner pussy lips. As I separated them I could feel her sex almost breathing as it pulsed in my hand. I ran the finger down her middle and located the folds of her inner most part. I slipped the tip of my finger into you and felt how very tight and wet you were. As I pushed a little more I felt you arch up into my hand. Another soft moan was release from her lips as I was now fully inserted two fingers as deep as I could get them. I used my thumb to slowly stroke her hard clit, which was sticking out from under its hood. I could actually feel it throbbing just like it had before when we were locked together fucking. I sucked around my hand with my mouth as I began to pull the fingers out of her sex. Then back in. In and out I worked the fingers giving her what I was sure was a very exciting and pleasing touch. When her orgasm came this time, it was going to a very nice one I was sure from the way you were rocking against my hand. Yes, her body was working with me now as her hips gyrated on my fingers and her ass lifted up a little each time I pushed into you. 

But, I knew I had to taste her sex. It was driving me absolutely wild with lust and desire. It was something I had in my brain since the first time I kissed you and held you so very tight against you. As I inserted another finger into you, you arched her lower body up and pulled my face to her sex with both hands. I kissed her pussy again and again. With my tongue I entered her body and you cried out as I flicked it in and out along with my fingers. I fucked you and fucked you and fucked you. And her body reacted and climaxed again and again and again for me. Each time you orgasm hit you, it was much harder and very deeply. I slipped my tongue back into her pussy and then sucked her clit hard. Ass my fingers continued to pump in and out of her opening, my mouth sucked and sucked her clit driving you higher and higher until you exploded with a huge orgasm. Only her head shoulders and feet remained on the bed. The rest of your body was elevated above the bed, fucking my face and mouth as you screamed with joy and satisfaction. 

As her body came down on the bed, I moved my mouth off of her highly stimulated clit and came up to kiss you. As my fingers continued to love her sex, I used my tongue to fuck her mouth now. You shoved her tongue deep into my mouth when I removed my own. We could taste the flavor of my own seed and hers as we sucked hard on each other's tongues.

I kissed her lips as you pulled me down on top of you and I knew this was the time to replace my cock inside you. I held it and positioned it as you lifted up to accept it. "Oh God V!", you cried out as I pushed deep inside her body with one thrust. Fully in her body we began to make love. It was fucking but it was also love. Our bodies moved together in unison and giving each other all the pleasure we could. Again and again I pumped into you. Again and again you lifted up accepting me. I lifted her legs up now and held them over her head. I pushed as deep as I could and you moaned and began to cum as I did too! We merged and you lifted us both up of the bed as I released her legs and she wrapped them around me holding me deep inside her body. As we locked to together our climaxed peaked and we held it for as long as we could. Finally we fell to the bed drained and happy.

Did you enjoy that my love?"

You moaned, "Yes…………….

We held each other and rested. Then we rolled over and Mandy put my still hard cock inside her and sat up as she took all of me deep in her body. Sitting on my now she looked down and smiled as she began to ride me. Up and down up and down her body was so perfect. He pussy seemed to milk every inch of my hard cock as she bounced up and down on it. I reached up and she took my hands and cupped her breasts, which were swinging as she fucked me. I squeezed them and loved them as she loved my cock fucking me faster and faster. Finally she fell on top of me and began lifting the lower part of her body. Pumping up and down as my cock moved in and out of her cunt. Her pussy lips squeezing my cock as she fucked me like no other woman ever came close to doing. She moaned as she said, "Love me baby! Love me."

She started to rock faster now as I pushed harder and harder up in her pussy with the last of my sexual energy. He body wet with her exercise, she lifted up enough for me to suck on her long hard red nipples. I sucked and bit them leaving small marks around the nipple. I moved my hand down and stroked her clit as she cried out. I could feel her juices flowing as her orgasm began. She squeezed my cock even harder as her body reacted to her climax. It felt like all of my cock was going to explode. I knew my nuts were tight in my sack and that my cock was hardening and becoming thicker. We both felt it. Mandy moaned out the words, "Cum in me V. Fill me with your love. Oh God V!! Do it baby! I want your seed in me now!"

I arched my back and lifted her higher up off the bed as I thrust my cock one last time as deep into her body as I could get it! Shot after warm shot pumped into her as I climaxed and came and she moaned and moaned for more. As I emptied my sex into her, she fell forward and I held her as she slowly rocked her pussy on my dick milking it completely of any cum still in my ball sack. As my hard on began to shrink she let it and we held each other as it finally fell out of her pussy. 

I knew this was so much further that we had ever gone before but I had to…had to see, touch, taste and love her sex. It was something I had in my brain since the first time I kissed her and held her tight. As she pulled my face to hers, we kissed deeply and she said, "Oh yes my love! That was so good. If you only knew how badly I want to cum! Oh V hold me."

And I did all night! We slept as I held her in my arms until the light of the new day woke me.




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 04



From the man's viewpoint:

In the morning we showered together and then went back to bed. As she kissed me hard she pushed her hands against my shoulders and I obeyed by moving down her neck licking as I move. As her breasts heaved from my warm breath moving over them, I couldn't help but stop one last time to cup each exquisite mound and suck in each nipple with my lips. Then popping them out of my mouth as she pushed on my shoulder a little stronger. I could feel the electricity within my body directly in my cock. She was so damn beautiful. Her body was perfect! 

I moved down Mandy's lovely body knowing exactly what she wanted. I wanted it too! Licking and kissing down her cleavage, I enjoyed the shape of her breasts as my hands released them now and they fell back into place forming two wonderful grapefruit size spheres next to each of her arms. I continued my journey down over her stomach and around the small circular hole, which created her belly button. As I move down on her left side I now rested on my knees by her hips. 

I looked at her legs and my eyes drifted up seeing all of her shapely parts and the small very closely trimmed hair, which circled the center of her passion and my desire. I noticed her skin's softness and how very smooth it was. There was hardly a mole or blemish on her. The color was a milky white with no tam line at all that I could see. I assumed she hadn't been in the sun for quiet a while. My cheek pressed against her belly and it felt warm, so soft and inviting to my touch. My lips kissed and licked around the top of her sex's hairline and I felt her hands pushing on my head again. So I continued further down towards our mutual goals.

I touched her knee and applied a small amount of pusher. She opened them wide, immediately for me, spreading them wide so I might enter between them. As I move, I paused again to look at her face and saw her looking at me with a picture of lust, desire and pleasure. As I ran my eyes down her body I saw her nipples sticking up hard as stones and her breath was coming faster now as her breasts heaved again and again. Then as I looked directly down I saw the loveliness of Mandy's vagina in the sunlight that was coming in the window. It was a small slit with puffy white/pink lips sticking out just a little. I could clearly see her engorged labia glistening with her lubricants. She reached for me and I smiled. She said, "Please!"

Before she could move again or say anything, I bend down and place a hand on both sides of her open legs just above her knees. I slowly run my hands up the sides of her long smooth legs until they reached the top of her thighs. The tiny light hairs on the top of her thighs were standing straight up waiting for my fingertips as I moved further up the inner part of her thighs. I head her say so very softly, ' Lick me V! Please baby!!"

I felt her slowly opened her legs even further and as she did, she bent her knees to give me more room to reach where we both wanted my mouth to go. As my fingers touch both sides of her pussy, I bend my head and I place my face between her legs. My body sat between her knees holding them open. "Mumm!!", I said and you feel the vibration of my words as the warmth of my breath flowed over your wetness. You arch a little. I want to lick that pussy now as much as you want me to lick it!

With her long silky smooth legs open wide, that sweet beautiful vagina's lips stayed wide open and looked like it was almost begging for me to love it. I could smell Mandy's musk as it floats up into my face! I move down towards the wet slit and I licking my lips before licking the wetness on her crack. My mouth was actually watering with my anticipation. I look at her magnificent clean vagina and those opened thighs and I begin to kiss them all. Her pussy lips already open from her anticipation, was like it was alive as I licked up the entire length of it one time. Her expected anticipation of what I was going to do, excites her and stimulated her entire body. I saw the shiver and the goose bumps form on her body

I press her legs opened even wider now. And I saw see the bones in her legs sticking up hard against her inner thighs. They meet at her pussy! I rub the bones with my fingers softly as I continued to lick and kiss all around her vagina.. They move closer and closer to the wet lips glistening with her juices. I run a finger up and down her slip now watching it open. I feel her heat as her body throbs with desire. As I move back down the length of her opening with my finger I reach that very soft skin again her inner thighs right next to her lips. I softly and very slowly stroke each side of her pussy lips and then open them my fingers as I tease you again. My tongue pumped into her opening and her body arched up trying to take more. I could see her wetness almost oozing out of her cunt. 

The lips of her pussy were sticking out at me now and I could now see all of her pink insides as I spread the lips wider for my mouth and tongue to enjoy! I bit and sucked on each lip and then took both of them into my mouth. I left small reddish marks along the sides of her cunt and upper thighs. Mandy watch as I kiss her from one inner thigh to the other licking across her pussy very slowly. I could taste her wetness as my mouth slid over her wet hole and then I let my tongue dart in and out very quickly a few times. I feel her arch up off the bed each time I did. As she felt my tongue enter her and then leave you quickly she moaned loudly. Her voice sounded far away as I hear her cry out, "Oh please! Please V eat me! PLEASE!" 

I look directly into her waiting pussy now and God, her pink pussy hole was opening and closing almost like it was a living thing. I use my index finger to push in very slowly about an inch and watched her body react by close your lips around my finger and squeezed it. Each time I push in, I let it stay in a little longer before pulling it out again. Each time I pull my finger out, your pussy hole stays open a little longer and my hand was now covered with your lubricants. 

Mandy's entire pussy was shinning now with your wetness from your excitement. I slow circle her hole with my finger and push up and down as I move it in and out on her opening. I feel her arch and lift each time I pull my finger out. I move my mouth over her opening now and begin to kiss all around the vagina's lips. I don't want her to cum to quickly. She moaned and tried to get hold of my head and try to stop my finger from leaving her. But you just couldn't do it. It was driving you higher and higher with pure lust. 

I move my mouth directly on her cunt now and blow warm air over all of it softly. I saw her shiver and arch again. She tried again to move my head against her sex but I resist. I hear her moan each time that my mouth or index finger came into contact with her vagina. 

Mandy watched as I work on her gently touching her in just the right places again and again. It was driving her wild with lust as my lips, tongues and fingers all worked to please and stimulate her. Again and again I lick and suck on her wetness tasting her and adoring her cunt until I feel her arch and begin to rock and hump her pussy on my face trying to join with my strokes. And each time I feel her moving like that I stop and back off. I would move back down her thighs waiting for her to calm down a little. I don't want her to explode – not just yet, not until I was ready. She moaned, "Oh come on baby! Get me cum!"

"Soon baby", I told her. I let her drive her cunt into my face as she started to fuck my mouth now. She achieved another level and moved closer to an orgasm. The taste and smell of her body stimulates me and I slide my hands under that lovely rear of yours and lift. Her pussy elevates up towards my mouth and I let my tongue dive deep into her body now. I heard your breath hiss out of her mouth and I feel my cock throbbing between my legs. Mandy's fingers clutched at the hair on my head as she arched up under my mouth. I reveled in her moans knowing I was pleasing her so much. I redoubled my labors, pulling lightly on her pussy lips opening her as far as she could go without hurting her. Mandy shook as her body shudders and when it did, I begin to flick my tongue directly over her clit now. She was close and I could tell from her movement of her hips and the loud and deeper sighs coming from her mouth. I glance up to see the rapture on her face.

From a woman's viewpoint

I was pleased!! As I rock his mouth on my pussy again I felt him suck in the hard clit pulsing with my terrible desire, I felt myself stiffen, them I heard wild moans echoed in the quiet room. I begin a long series of shuttering orgasms from V's mouth tongue and fingers. I was having boundless spasms and orgasms as my body went wild on his face. 

As I drove my lower body into his face, my pussy covered his lips and mouth as I rubbed it all over his face fucking it! My body was bent back and I was arching up off the bed as he held me under my ass and help me stay up fucking him. His mouth was sucking my entire vagina now. He began to vibrate his lips and tongue on my dripping opening. My hands held his head like a vise as I thrust up into him again and again! It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. Not even from the women I had been with in my life. No man was ever as good as the woman who had made love to me. None of then could compare to the man who was now loving my pussy like no other even came close too doing.

From a Man's Viewpoint

God seeing and feeling her climax like this made me wanted to sink my hard cock into her pussy with one thrust and fuck her as hard and fast as I could. Her sexual musk and pussy juices were driving me wild with my own lust. 

Hell I have been so fucking hot for her since the first time we met and now as I made love to her pussy and saw her completely nude in front of me climaxing on my tongue, my cock throbbed and jumped with anticipation. I was leaking pre-cum all over my legs and her thighs as I continued to move on her with my mouth and tongue. 

But, I knew her needs were greater than my own and she was the type of woman that required a larger amount of stimuli and stroking before we were ready to have sex. So I was going to make this last for a really long time and give her what I knew she wanted. From what I could gather, Mandy have been searching for someone to suck and fuck you into as many orgasms as she could have, that she can stand without a strong commitment on her part! She don't want to be dependent on anyone, she was a very strong woman and I respect that. But she did like sex and want it as much or more than any man. 

As her first orgasm subsided now, she could tell the man between her thighs was not like an ordinary guy who after giving her one oral orgasm moved out from between her legs to fuck her. Mandy began to realize that I would never stop until she have been drained of her orgasms and/or pull me out with her hands. Plus, she was thinking I enjoy making her crazy with her sexual needs and as the passion built up in her she screamed over and over again, "Yes! Yes! Yes!". 

So, she let me continue to build her needs higher and higher and then let them release as her body went wild cumming! As the time passed I stayed between her long beautiful legs stimulating her more and more. I use my fingers to slowly stroke her pussy letting her body rest for a few seconds. Then I use my fingers to open her very wet smooth lips wider and start to slowly rub her pink deep inside her body. I move my free hand down and begin to stimulate her ass hole now too. 

She moaned as she held my head with her hands again knowing I have started to work on your sex with my tongue and lips. Soon she was ramming her body up into me and was cumming again! It built much quicker now and soon her lust was so high she began to yell. "Damn you V!! Eat my pussy! Make me cum!. Make me cum now!! OH GOD COME ON V! Oh Fuck yes baby! Yes!! That's so good so good!"

I came up quickly and grab her shoulders with my hands and lifted you up to me and kiss you hard on the lips. As our mouths meet she moaned as I start to fuck her mouth with my tongue letting her taste her own pussy juices. As I did, my hard cock rubbed all over her pussy and thighs pressing against her wet and very fat swollen and open vagina lips. She felt the head of my cock just touching the opening of her vagina and she could feel it pulsing with desire. Mandy began to move around and hump under me trying to get it into her aching body so she could fuck me and get some relief from the burning need for another orgasm. Her body burned with desire and lust. My body felt like it was on fire for her too! I hurt all over for her sex! 

GOD! All I want to do is position my cock head at the opening of her pussy and slam it home until my nuts were slapping against her ass as I fucked her hard and fast. And I knew she want to arch up into me with the same velocity as we fuck relentlessly like wild male and female Alpha wolves. But, I won't allow her to capture my cock in her pussy, not just yet! I broke the kiss and ask her loudly: "So you want to cum do you? Are you sure you are ready? Do you really want to cum? Do you want me to lick your pussy and make you cum or fuck you and make you cum? Tell me my love! Tell me what you want Mandy!"

"I want your cock in me now V! Fuck me now baby! Oh god I want you so bad!" Mandy roared at me as I climbed up between her thighs and began to run the tip of my hard cock head up and down her wet hot slit. She opened her legs as wide as she could allowing me complete access to her most private part of her womanhood. As I held her hips I pushed and felt Mandy's fingers guiding me into her. I saw Mandy's eyes shut as she began to moan softly. I prepped her for entry by lifting her hips and pulling them into me. She arched her back and her head went back on the bed! As I slowly pushed my extremely hard cock into her. There was a wet squishing sound as I went in. Mandy's juices flowed as I pushed my cock all the way in. She moaned out and simply said, "OH YES!"

Her petite pussy was expanding wider as my cock-head disappeared and she sighed loudly. Breathing in deeply and tilted her pelvis to aid the intruding of my hard thick shaft, the lips to her vagina were stretched around my thickness. As I began to withdraw from her wet tight vagina she moaned like an animal. Then slowly I plunged deeper into you. As we adjusted our bodies now, we gave all we had to each other as our sex and lust drove us on and on. We could no longer see my cock at all as it was fully buried now inside her body. "Oh God Mandy! This is so good baby!" I moaned in her ear as her hips rotated on my cock deep inside her body!

The sound of our breathing and my balls slapping against her were the only sounds in the room now. As I pushed one last time all the way into her sweet opening, I arched my back and my nuts rested in the crack of your ass. Our bodies merged completely and her legs and arms wrapped around me holding me deep inside her body. She used her full womanly hips now and began to pump up into me as we began to fuck harder and faster. The feeling was unbelievable; there were no words, which could describe the feeling her body was providing me as she went wild now fucking me. 

To my amazement, her body began to gush with an orgasm. She was having one frantic session of sex as she cried out, "Suck my nipples!" OH God yes Vern!! VVVVVVVVVVVVV!!!!"

I found out later that this was her first penis orgasm for as long as you could remember. She had denied herself sex with a man for so long. Her body rocketed up into me as she began to climax hard as my cock was buried in her hole. It was our first time and we both knew it would be hard, fast and not very long. The excitement of a new love makes the first sexual session hard to hold back against. But afterwards, we both knew that once we had achieved a climax, we could slow down and enjoy the next one and make it last much longer. But right now we were going wild on each other as neither one of us would let up. 

Mandy's pussy was giving me everything I could ever want. It was fucking me like a finely tuned instrument, a machine turned up to maximum! And, my cock was thundering into her vagina bringing her to the peak of one sweet climax after the other. As she reached each one, a strange animal like sound came from her throat as she bucked, and thrust and jerked wildly, under me. She was surrendering herself to the most consuming climaxes she could ever remember.

Mandy's highly stimulated clitoris throbbed and fluttered as it rubbed against my pelvis. The walls of her filled vagina swelled and convulsed uncontrollably as her body took over and screamed for a finish. When my cock hardened inside her we both knew my climax was very close. Her response was giving me everything I could ever dream of. I moaned and my back arched as I thrust one last time into her hard. My heart pounded so fast and hard it felt like it would be pushing out of my chest. I had ringing in my ears and she heard me moaning now. 

Our bodies locked together, perspiration covered us as we fucking wildly against each other. Mandy's vagina's tunnel surrounded my hard cock shaft and squeezed tightly as she felt me getting thicker and much harder now. "OH V!" I heard her say as we both climbed to even higher heights of emotion and passion. 

We were sharing the most complete and overcoming orgasms any two people have ever shared. It was mind blowing and totally consuming! I felt my balls tightened to squeeze the cum out of them and they held a huge amount of my sperm. With one final grunt I began to cum into the deepest regions of her vagina. My sperm coated the edges of her womb and covered her cervix as it began to fill her entire vagina. My load was so generous that there wasn't nearly enough room inside her pussy to hold it all and my hard cock too. Thick, white cum oozed out around my edges of my hard thick throbbing cock and began to run out and down the crack of Mandy's lovely round ass and formed a small puddle under her. She heard me cry out, OH GOD YES MANDY! Y E S!!!OH JESUS!! OH JESUS!! YESSSSSS!"

Holding me as tight as she could with both her legs and arms wrapped around me, we continued to fuck humping into each other like raging animals! But, we were doing it slower now as our bodies began to slowly come down from our intense sexual pleasure and orgasms. 

After a momentary rest as we caught our breath, I slowly withdrew my still very erect cock from her wet and cum filled cunt. As it came out of her sweet vagina, there was a popping sound from the suction as her body was trying to hold it in. 

We held each other for a long time as I kissed her and felt her touch. There was an unspoken feeling between us. Neither of us said anything for a long time. Finally I rolled over on my side and cupped her breast. As I did, she turned on her side and took my slippery wet cock in her hand. She smiled at me as I moved in and kissed her. When our lips parted Mandy said, "Did you enjoy that V?"

I smiled and said, "My God yes did you?"

She smiled and kissed me then said, Oh yes it was so blood great! God V! I loved it!" Then she kissed me and whispered, "Again? Could we V? Can you do me again or do you have to rest for a bit?"

I said, "How would you like it this time Mandy, on top, from behind, sideways, your choice my love."

I felt her hand squeezing my cock tight as my lips moved to her nipple. As she moved over me and straddled my body with her smooth shapely thighs, I knew she wanted to ride me this time. I saw her look down and I heard her say, "………………………."

From a woman's point of view

Sadly to say, there is none for now and no more to the story.

Epilog




A Strange Turn of Events Ch. 04



I waited for days for Mandy's next reply to our story. I had all of her e-mails and pictures she had sent me. I wondered why she didn't write me? So after a few days, I sent her another e-mail and waited again. 

Then finally I got my reply. She told me she was not going to be involved like this again. She said she had some personal things going on in her life and was stopping her writing for now and wouldn't be corresponding like this again it was sort of a New Year's resolution..

But days later, I read another of her stories co-written with another man. Later on I read more of her new stories. Many involved affairs with women. Was she a Lesbian who was only teasing a man? Was it just a fun time for her. I'm sure, to pull my along and then crush my emotions. For me, well I will always remember her beautiful body and face from the many pictures she sent me. And I have all of her personal e-mails to me and I now believe it was only a game for her. I wondered how many other men she had hung out to dry with her loving and lying sexy words and photos. I wondered if she had my personal notes and if she got of again and again on them. 

I'm still hoping she might write me one day and finish this story or at least tell me true fully why she stopped writing me. . Until then I stay hopelessly locked in the memories I have in my brain and lust and desire in my heart and loins for a woman I actually never met. The pictures she sent showed me everything she could offer a man and it was those pictures and her e-mails that gave me one of the most sexual feelings for another human being I have ever had. Many nights I jerked off looking at those beautiful sexy pictures and imagining what it would be like to have her in my arms and making love to her like the story above.

I wonder if Mandy does the same thing? Does she think of me or has she completely forgotten me and moved on to another fool. I know now she only played me for her own personal kicks and masturbation stimulant. But then to be honest I used her pictures and e-mails to do the same thing. But I am the one who would have wanted more. But it was over. I guess!!!!