Now and Forever--Let's Make Love (13 page)

“Please. Let me suck your gorgeous tits.”

She let him.

When she was too hot to take much more, she climbed over his body until her slippery pussy rested on the shaft of his cock.
“Umm, feels good,” she said, rubbing almost catlike against the entire length of his cock. She moved so she could massage
her clit with his erection.

When he bucked his hips, trying to get the tip of his cock to penetrate, she let her entire weight rest on his body. “You
need to hold still.”

“I can’t. I’m too hungry.”

“Too bad. If you don’t hold still, you won’t get to fuck me at all. On the other hand, if you’re a good boy, I might let you
enter.”

Patti watched the strain build on Brad’s face. She could well imagine how difficult it was to hold still, but somehow, he
managed. Sinuously, she rubbed her clit over his cock, finding all the places that felt especially good. She reached between
her legs, cradled the end of his cock in her palm, and pressed it harder against herself.

“Baby,” Brad moaned.

“Don’t come. Don’t you dare.”

“Almost impossible,” Brad said through gritted teeth. “Please.”

Patti rubbed until she was as close to climax as she could get, then pushed his cock into her slick passage. Brad arched his
back and tried to dictate the rhythm of the fucking, but Patti wouldn’t let him. “Mine,” she growled, moving at her own pace.
“Mine.”

It took almost no time for both Patti and Brad to reach the point of no return. “Yes,” Patti yelled. “Now. Come for me when
I come. Right
now
!”

Patti and Brad climaxed almost simultaneously, their spasms lasting for an unusually long time. Finally, Patti collapsed on
Brad’s body. Panting, they were silent for quite a while.

Finally, Patti raised her head and looked into Brad’s eyes. “I hope that was as good for you as it was for me.”

“Oh babe,” Brad said. “It was not to be believed.”

Patti grinned and picked up her scissors. “Let me cut you loose.”

“Wait,” Brad said. “Can’t you untie me?”

“Okay. Why?”

“I wouldn’t want to waste those. Who knows, maybe we’ll want to use them again.”

Patti’s grin was wide and her eyes sparkled. “What a clever man you are,” she said.

Having children in your married life can be a chore, but it’s also a joy. Children are wonderful, and I love mine dearly.
I did, however, especially enjoy it when they grew old enough to want to move out. Having a private life again can be a delight,
as we’ll see in the next chapter.

Here are two more stories for you to enjoy. You will note that in the following story, Ted does not dream of a monogamous
activity. People do fantasize about making love to partners other than their husbands or wives. I’ve had my dreams about George
Clooney or Cal Ripkin, Jr. I’ve even thought about what it might be like to make love to the sexy plumber who arrived at my
house to repair a leak. Admit it, you’ve had them, too.

That doesn’t mean, however, that you or I would ever do anything about it. These are fantasies, fun to think about and enjoyable
to bookmark.

Ted had seen her around the office several times during the week. It was hard to miss her. Tall and lithe, about five nine,
he guessed, and about 130 pounds, with long, wavy red hair and full round breasts, the kind of woman who got noticed again
and again. He found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on his work, knowing she was somewhere in the office.

The day before, he had found out that she was Bonnie Richardson, the new director of Public Relations. Among other things,
she was taking over PR for the account that he was working on.

He also found out that she was recently divorced and new to the city, having just moved here to take the job less than a month
ago. Thinking about her often started a parade of fantasies running through Ted’s mind that he didn’t even try to stop.

Ted had just hung up the phone and was gazing out the window of his office, his back to the door, his thoughts on Bonnie.

He turned his chair back toward the door and saw her standing in the doorway to his office. He looked up slowly, drinking
in the sight of her long, luscious legs extending from her short, tight skirt, her breasts straining to escape from the light
silk blouse that held them captive.

“Hi,” she said, “I’m Bonnie Richardson, the new director of PR. Since we haven’t been introduced, I thought I’d stop by and
say hello.”

“H-h-hello,” he managed to stammer. “I’m Ted Reynolds, senior project manager.”

“I thought that if you had a moment, we could go over this new product line of yours.” Her voice was so rich and smooth, it
was almost hypnotic.

“S-s-sure,” he said. “Come on in.”

She sat down in a chair across from his desk and crossed her legs. As she brushed her hair back off her shoulder, she casually
touched her right breast. As he watched, her nipple hardened, coming to attention. Ted felt his penis stiffen in his pants.
He hoped she wouldn’t notice.

Stretching one long, gorgeous leg to its full length, Bonnie kicked the door closed. Ted could just see the top of her stockings
peeking from the bottom of her short skirt. “I hate to be interrupted during business
or
pleasure,” she said, a sparkle in her eye.

Seeing her long, perfect leg stretched out like that caused Ted’s erection to stiffen even more. Did she do that on purpose?
he wondered.

“Perhaps you could show me your big … project,” she said, just a hint of suggestion in her voice.

“O-of course,” Ted replied. He knew he’d have to get up to cross the room. He’d just have to hope that she didn’t notice the
bulge in his pants.

As he got up, however, Bonnie’s eyes went straight for his crotch. She didn’t say anything, but he knew she had seen. He felt
warm and flushed, but he decided to ignore it, as long as she didn’t say anything.

As he walked past her, she reached out and touched his hand. “That looks really uncomfortable,” she said, staring at the bulge
that was exactly at eye level. “Can I help you with that?”

Ted didn’t know what to say. Before he could reply, Bonnie had her hand on his cock, massaging it through his pants.

“Mmm,” she purred. “Just what I need.” She bent closer and kissed it lightly. Ted’s hands automatically went to her head and
he began stroking her hair.

Ted looked down and saw Bonnie’s right hand inside her blouse, under her bra, stroking her large, luscious breast. She was
moaning and rubbing her legs together.

“Go sit down,” she said, “and leave everything to me.”

Ted sat down, as he was told, unsure of what to do next. He sat there transfixed as he watched Bonnie move slowly and sensuously.
First, she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the sheer lace bra she wore underneath. Her nipples were fully erect and easily
visible through the flimsy fabric. Reaching up, she cupped both breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples, a look of
unbridled ecstasy on her beautiful face.

Running her hands down her body, she reached back and unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, where she kicked
it out of the way.

She was wearing black lace thong panties and thigh-high stockings on her long, firm legs. Ted started rubbing his cock through
the fabric of his pants, unable to control himself any longer.

Bonnie turned around slowly, spread her legs a little, and, her back to him, bent over, revealing her tight round ass. Placing
a hand beneath her panties, she played with her pussy, rubbing her clit until Ted could almost hear the juices flowing.

With her back still toward him, Bonnie removed her bra and then her panties. With only her stockings remaining, she turned
to face him.

Ted had never seen a more beautiful woman in his entire life. Tall, firm, and gorgeous, she put most centerfold models to
shame. “Are you enjoying the show?” she asked, teasingly.

“Of course,” Ted replied, unsure of what to say.

“Good,” she said. “Now sit back and enjoy the rest.”

With that, she went over to Ted and sat on his lap. Almost instinctively, he wrapped his lips around her left breast, licking
and sucking on the beautiful treat. Moaning in ecstasy, Bonnie started grinding her pussy against Ted’s erection, his pants
still on.

Leaning back, Bonnie’s hand went to Ted’s crotch. “Poor uncomfortable baby,” Bonnie purred. “Let me help.”

With that, she slid off Ted’s lap and onto the floor beneath his desk. Slowly, she undid Ted’s belt and unzipped his pants,
pulling them down around his ankles. Then, with a pair of scissors from his desk, she cut his underwear away with two deft
strokes, freeing his throbbing tool.

Bonnie stroked it, slowly at first, then faster. Ted couldn’t remember the last time it had been this good. With her free
hand, Bonnie tickled Ted’s balls, lightly running her fingernails over them while she flicked them with her tongue.

“Suck it,” Ted begged. “Please suck it.”

With a small giggle, Bonnie obliged. She slid her tongue up along Ted’s shaft from his balls to the tip, where she licked
the head all around, wetting it with her saliva, then blowing on it. Ted shuddered with pleasure. With her hand wrapped around
his cock, Bonnie engulfed the head in her mouth, bobbing and stroking at the same time. On each downstroke, she swallowed
a little bit more of his dick, until she had deep-throated the entire thing. With his cock entirely in her mouth, Bonnie started
humming, very gently at first, then more insistently. The vibrations were driving Ted crazy.

Releasing the tension a little, Bonnie moved her head up and down again, letting Ted fuck her throat. She could feel his balls
tightening and knew that he was about to come. Faster and faster she moved, getting turned on by the sound of Ted’s moans
and groans. Suddenly, she felt him explode in her mouth, felt the warm white fluid fly down her throat, felt Ted’s hands on
her head, involuntarily urging her to take it all.

Ted was spent, but after a few moments, Bonnie announced, “Now it’s my turn.” With that, she stood up, and lay back on Ted’s
desk, spreading her legs in front of him. Without any further encouragement, he slid his chair forward until he was between
the legs of the red-haired goddess and then began to stroke the inside of her thighs with his tongue. He started about midthigh
and worked his way upward, stopping just short of Bonnie’s clit. Then he skipped over her pussy entirely, moving to the other
side and licking and nibbling his way to the midpoint of the opposite thigh. After several repetitions, Bonnie’s gasps and
sighs had turned to moans and entreaties.

“Don’t tease me,” she cried. “Do it. Fuck me with your tongue, baby.”

Finally, he lightly touched her pussy lips with his tongue, sending a ripple of pleasure throughout Bonnie’s body. Unable
to control herself any longer, she grabbed his head and pressed it to her hot, throbbing clit.

“Ooo. Lick it. Suck it. Please,” she moaned. Finally accommodating her, Ted drew the length of his tongue over her swollen
clit, getting a scream of pleasure out of her.

“Yes,” she cried. “Yes, yes, yes, yes …”

Faster and faster, his tongue flicked over her clit. She grabbed handfuls of his hair, keeping him just where she wanted him.
“
Fuck me!
” she shouted, at which point he inserted a finger into her pussy, which pushed her over the edge. Bucking her hips in time
to Ted’s finger-fucking, Bonnie came in an explosive orgasm. Ted felt her legs tighten around his head as he kept licking
and sucking and fucking….

Ted thought that it was all over. He wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to move again. But she stood, turned around, and bent over
his desk. Her fingers rubbed her still-swollen clit and she screamed, “Don’t make me wait, lover! Fuck me now!”

The sight of the beautiful creature bent over his desk, begging for him, was too much for Ted. In an instant, he was rock-hard
again. Moving to her, Ted rubbed the head of his dick against Bonnie’s pussy, feeling the warm wetness. Lingering over her
clit, he rubbed it with the head of his cock until, taking matters into her own hands, Bonnie grabbed the base of his dick
and guided it inside her.

Ted’s cock slipped inside as if he had been made for her. He started thrusting, slowly at first, then faster and faster. He
reached beneath her and grabbed her breasts as she fondled his balls. Both were moaning and groaning loudly enough for the
entire office to hear, but neither cared, being totally wrapped up in their mutual pleasure.

“I’m gonna come!” Ted cried.

“Wait for me!”

“I can’t!”

“Wait,” Bonnie begged.

Ted did his best to maintain control, but the pressure in his dick and his balls was almost too much. Afraid he’d come before
she did, he was thrilled when she cried, “I’m going to come, baby. I’m going to come right
now
!”

With that, Ted felt her pussy muscles contract around his dick, squeezing him. He let go also, shooting his hot come way deep
inside of Bonnie’s pussy. He buried his cock up to his balls, enjoying the sensation of Bonnie’s tight cunt squeezing him.
She pushed herself against him, wanting to get every drop. They collapsed into Ted’s chair, Bonnie seated on his lap, her
back to him, his cock still inside her.

Looking seductively over her shoulder at him, Bonnie said, “I was told you were a big man in this company, but …”

“Mr. Reynolds?” the voice said to Ted’s back.

“Huh?” Ted was suddenly yanked from his reverie. “I’m sorry. I was thinking about the big project I’m working on.” He turned
and saw a figure standing in his doorway.

“Hi,” the voice said, “I’m Bonnie Richardson.”

“Step to the back. Come on, folks, move back.”

Maggie shifted her weight from one soaked foot to the other, trying to make her way to the rear of the crowded bus. As she
wiggled her hips past an overweight man in a three-piece suit with sour body odor, she glanced out the bus window. “Shit,”
she muttered. “Only Sixty-eighth Street.” She found a small space and clasped the overhead bar in a death grip. With her free
hand, she hiked the strap of her handbag higher on her shoulder, maneuvered her umbrella so it was held against the side of
her raincoat, and set her briefcase down close to her calf. Then she took a deep breath and carefully tucked her purse under
her arm to keep greedy fingers from helping themselves.