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 Kane's First Story - part 2 This is fiction.  No warranty is offered,
expressed or implied.  -----

   Cole glanced nervously at his watch in the elevator.  His appointment
with Dr.  Piper fell in the evening this week.  She occupied one office in
a suite on the second floor of a small building.  The shared receptionist
wasn't present behind the desk in the waiting room.  Cole glanced about,
harried.  He could see the door to her office open in the hallway, a light
shining inside.  Tentatively, he approached it and knocked on the solid oak
door.

   "You're late," Lynn's voice stated flatly from behind her desk where she
appeared to be looking over paperwork.  She didn't look up.

   "Dinner," Cole said.  "I had dinner with family.  It's my
sister-in-law's birthday.  I couldn't get away."

   "You made me wait because of dinner?" Lynn asked.

   "What?  I'll pay for the whole session.  You can take it off my time.  I
didn't expect you would . .  ."

   "I don't like to be kept waiting," Lynn stated as she rose from her
desk. She walked by him and patted his ass once, firmly.  "Pants." Cole
unhooked his belt buckle and unfastened his pants.  They dropped to the
floor.  He stood there, intensely aroused but too nervous to grow hard. 
Lynn circled him and, standing before him again, gazed up at his face.  She
was a head shorter than he, but with her heels, was near making eye
contact. Cole moved to kiss her.  She allowed the briefest contact before
backing away.  Cole began to unbutton his shirt and kicked off his shoes.
Soon, he was naked, standing in the middle of her office, hands at his
side. "Close your eyes," Lynn said.  Cole's eyes closed.  In the blackness,
he felt a hand on his dick and began to grow hard, and then something sharp
on his chest.  A pen, perhaps?  A letter opener?  He didn't know.  It
pressed into him enough to hurt and then the sensation stopped.  A moment
later, came a swat on his ass, much harder than before, then her finger,
testing his asshole and again the hand on his dick.  His breath came
heavily, in pants, and his cock twitched.  "You're not ashamed," Lynn's
voice commented.  That's good.  A moment later, he felt the tip of her
tongue darting around the head of his prick and moaned.  "You're a good
boy," Lynn said, again on level with his ear.  "But I don't believe you're
truly sorry."

   "I am," Cole stammered.

   "No.  Don't lie.  Remember, you won't cum until you're told.  That's our
deal." Kane stood silently for long moments, waiting with eager
anticipation.  Soon, he felt erect nipples, and then Lynn's breasts
pressing into his back.  Her arms encircled him, playing upon his chest. 
She kissed the back of his neck.

   "Can I lick your pussy?" Cole asked, thinking if he got her excited, it
would further his own pleasure, bring it sooner.

   "You may, Cole," Lynn cooed.

   Cole opened his eyes to see Lynn naked before him again.  She sat on the
edge of her desk, her legs spread slightly.  Cole leaned forward and kissed
her.  Lynn responded to his eager mouth.  The kiss lasted minutes until,
impatient, Lynn spread her legs.  Cole knelt between then and Lynn leaned
back, supporting herself on straight arms.  She smiled when she felt his
tongue push past her lips.  Her breathing grew faster and her eyes glazed
over.  She looked down to watch Cole, to watch his eyes gaze up at her
occasionally.  His mouth worked slowly, taking its time.

   "Cole," Lynn gasped.  He paused and rocked backwards onto his heels. 
"No," Lynn said.  "I didn't tell you to stop.  "Cole," Lynn said again with
a hint of a squeal as he resumed licking, "you're mine.  I don't want you
to forget that." Cole paused long enough to nod.  "Tonight will be free,"
she sighed.  She began stoking the back of his head.  It wasn't long before
her fingers were grasping at his hair and she was gasping with more than a
hint of a squeal, "Lick me, Cole.  Make me cum.  Lover." Her voice devolved
into gasps and grunts and she shook with orgasm.  She collapsed back on the
desk, smiling up at the ceiling.  "What were you thinking about while you
did that?"

   "I don't know," he said, rising and then sitting at her desk chair.  His
hand began playing with her nipples as he spoke.  "I was thinking about how
this has been one of my fantasies for a long time.  An older woman.  I
didn't . . .  I never know how to approach them.  They always seem to think
I just want sex."

   "I wonder why," Lynn chuckled.

   "It's an emotional turn-on," Cole said, a touch defensively.  "I can't
explain it.  Something about the dynamic.  There's a mutual sense of
flattery.  And you're very pretty.  That never hurts.  But it's something
else too.  I can shamelessly surrender to you, in way I couldn't with a
woman my own age.  I can surrender without feeling judged.  You judge me,
of course.  But not for that.  What do you feel?  What are you thinking?"

   "I'm a private sort of person, Cole.  But I will return your favor," she
said and slid off the desk.  "Lie on the sofa," she told him.  "If you cum
without permission, I won't make time for you for three weeks." She wrapped
her fingers around the base of his dick and began to suck on it.

   "I'm close," Cole said, almost immediately.  Lynn pressed the topside of
her tongue against his balls and Cole yelped.  He gazed up at her and she
raised herself upright, a sweet, needy expression on his face.

   "You've been fucked," Lynn said.  It wasn't a question.  Cole's eyes
widened and then he nodded his head slightly.  Lynn inserted her finger
into his parted lips, the nail pressing into them.  "It won't be the last
time," she said.  Cole's cocked twitched and Lynn shook her head with a
smile.  She grabbed it with her hand and began masturbating him furiously.

   "Close," Cole said soon.  His eyes widened and his head rose up from the
armrest when she withdrew her hand.  His cock pulsed helplessly, cum
leaking from the tip.  She watched it until it began to grow soft.  Cole
was obviously in distress.

   Lynn grasped his dick again and, almost immediately, Cole began to
whine, "Can I cum this time, Lynn?  Please.  I won't be late again.  I
promise.  Never."

   "You can cum, baby," she said and engulfed him with her mouth.  =======
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