Author: Kissytino
Title: Fire and Ice Chapter 1
Summary: Carla wakes next to a strange man, she is so mad at her new boss
 she thinks about shooting him!
Keywords: Ff Mff Mf inc anal MC D/s BDSM bond 1st toy spank discipline
oral exhib voy

Normal, what is normal in the 21st century, whether Male or female we
all enjoy fantasies and fantasizing about sex. As for my writing, when 
i write my stories, I have to retrieve them from my memory, deep from 
within my brain. A brain injury in my youth, left my with short term memory.
I would say I write as I do in my diary blog, factual and non factual writing,
about my life and how I want to live it. My writing embodies everything from
the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out, my female characters also has sharp claws.

 Names and details have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved.
Most of the story is based on my diary, Some of the details have been changed

to protect people's privacy.


  Chapter 1, Fire and Ice by Christina Carey skip1990@gmail.com

   Awake early, with a naked stranger, in my bed.  I guess we had sex,
well, it's a no brainier.  I was out partying hard hoping to get a good
fuck, by the look of his limp cock.  I certainly wasn't disappointed.  I
hate these awkward moments.  I don't know if sex was good.  He'll want
another, I'm sure.  I can't really remember.  I decide to leave him him a
note, written in lipstick on his chest.  I have an appointment, thanks for
the fun night.  Let yourself out kisses." I applied some lipstick to my own
lips and signed the note with a kiss.

   I quickly dressed, shorts and tank top and headed to Tim's for a coffee.
I can see my apartment from Tim's, so I could go back to my apartment once
he left, with no awkward moments.

   I am sitting at a table waiting for my coffee, remembering snippets of
last night, his name I can't remember.  What I do remember was how his
fingers invaded my vagina, fast and slow, then deep and shallow.  His touch
was soiled with my bodily fluids.  I opened my legs wider beckoning for his
hard to fuck me.  I was hungry for him and wondering just how good he was
with his cock, that was standing so proud.  "Don't fucking stop?" I begged
him, when his thrusts began to slow and get deeper into me.  The moment of
his ejaculation is a moment I relish.  I am taking something that doesn't
belong to me.  His cock is mine.  For this moment I am the one giving him
extreme pleasure."Don't you dare cum before me." I breathed into his ear.

   "I love you, no one else compares!" He said as he ejaculated inside me.
However, false.  His proclamation of love may be, it still gives me a good
feeling inside me.  I closed my eyes as his lips plant a kiss on me.  The
kisses are so gentle.  Like he was afraid.  To hurt me.  This is all too
familiar a kiss also different to how his tongue threatened to incapacitate
me with his assault on my vagina.

   "That's four dollars, gorgeous," the cute waiter said, smiling at me.  I
am about to pay for my coffee and bagel when I hear a deep, manly voice
says, "Let me get that for you."

   A guy wearing a suit, a business suit, the type of suit that makes a man
look invincible.  Well, that had quite the effect on me.  He walks forward
and stands beside me; then he hands the waiter some bills and tells him to
keep the change.

   "I've seen you at the same university with my daughter, Donna." Stephen
said.

   "Yeah, I know a Donna from uni." I said, smiling, then licked my lips.
My smile seemed to ease Stephen

   "Why don't you sit down with me, Stephen?." I said, while batting my
eyes.

   He sat with his eyes locked onto the tip of my tongue running between my
lips.  I leaned across the table and kissed him on the lips.  I paused for
a while, watching his gaze.  It had the sexual hunger,

   "Thank you, for buying me breakfast," I said, sitting back down on my
chair.

   I eat my bagel with a constant smile on my face.  I knew I had him on my
hook, and he thought because I am going to college with his daughter, I
must be eighteen the same as Donna.

   Going to university is a requirement for my new career.  The job kinda
jumped into my lap, so to speak, artifacts' acquisitions for a museum.  I
helped my old boss with it.  He was stripped of the position.  He, was
using it for his own gain.  Now they have brought someone from an insurance
company.  (sutherbys) I guess I need a degree in law, languages, computer
and archaeology forensics.  They are footing up the cash, so I shall take
whatever.

   I continue to smile.  I am smiling because I know it's so easy to make a
married man desire me.  This heightened by my constant hunger for sex.

   "My pleasure.  Are you meeting someone?" He said.

   I smile, shaking my head.  "Nope, I am here for breakfast, and to get
away from an awkward situation."

   "Boyfriend?" He asked.

   I nod, looking at him through my fluttering eyelashes.

   "Why don't you just kick him out"

   "It's a bit more complicated than just dumping him, Stephen."

   "In what way is it more complicated Carla?"

   "I can't just kick him out, it's not my apartment." It wasn't really a
lie, it's my boss's apartment, a place for us to fuck.  I just put some
very tempting bait on my hook.

   "Well, I am not having you going back living with him Carla, it's
obvious he makes you uncomfortable."

   "What alternative do I have Stephen.  live on the street?"

   "No way, you will collect your things, then come to my place." His tone
went assertive.  I like that and I smile as I look into his eyes, I wrap my
arms around the back of his neck, I began kissing him, more assertive this
time.  I kissed him long enough to take his breath away.

   "Would you do that for me!" I fluttered my eyelids at him.

   "Of course I would Carla!  I shall come with you.  To make sure you
don't have any problems, with your boyfriend."

   "Oh, we'll not have any problems.  I saw him leaving a few minutes ago.
The apartment is just across the road."

   "I wondered why you were just in shorts and tank top."

   "Well, shall we go and get the rest of my stuff Stephen.'' I almost
ushered him, out of Tim's.  Across the road, to the apartment.

   I opened the door to the apartment and immediately began to undress.  He
watched me as I slowly pulled my tank top over my head.  I gazed down at
the bulge that had formed in his pants.  He immediately turned his gaze
away.

   "I am sorry Stephen.  There is little privacy, in this apartment.  I am
so used to being watched undress." I walked over to him and put my arms on
his shoulders, I turned him around till he was facing me.

   "You are so young, Carla." He stammered out.

   "I am no virgin Stephen.  I could see in the coffee shop you wanted to
fuck me." I started to push his jacket off his shoulders.  It dropped in a
pile behind him.  Then I looked him in his eyes as I started to unbutton
his shirt.

   "I can't do this Carla?  You're the same age as my daughter." He said
trying to push me away.

   "Age doesn't come into it Stephen.  We are both adults." I said,
grasping the lapels of his shirt.  I finished unbuttoning his shirt;, then
I ran my hands over his amazing muscles.  My hands carried on to the curve
of his hips.  Kneeling down I ran my tongue over the dips and valleys of
his abdomen.

   "Are you new to the city, Stephen, I haven't seen you around" I asked,
running my fingers in his belly button.

   "Fairly new, I have been here a couple of weeks, I'm working for ARO."

   "Art gallery Ontario?"

   "Yes, and I know exactly who you are Carla.  I'm your new boss.  I
replaced Dennis as head of ARO.  Christie's hired me to fix a few things
they aren't happy with."

   "Does this mean I'm one they are happy with," I said removing my fingers
from his belly button, sitting back on my heels.

   "On contrary, they like your attitude, the way you handle people, the
way you yourself, the way you handle others."

   "So, I still have a job at ARO, who's my boss?  You, Dennis?" I asked
now standing before him with hands on hips.

   "We are both your bosses."

   I knew he was going to say that.  "It sounds like they are just keeping
me on.  Just to keep the bosses happy."

   "What makes you say that Carla?"

   "Apparently I am about to have sex with both my bosses."

   Stephen went on to explain to me, he answers to Christie's auction
house. Christie's work with ALR (art loss register) to locate lost stolen
artifacts.  Stephen said he was ex MI6, now working as a private eye, for
Christie's.  It was his idea, funded by Christie's to send me to spy
school.

   It took me a while for me to take all he said in.  My angry look changed
to one of unrestricted warfare as he pushed me against the wall.  He
furiously started kneading my breasts.

   "Get your fucking hands off my breasts, you Bastard.  You were leading
me along with this lie just to fuck me, and fuck with my head," I said
slapping him across his cheek.

   "Carla, really; Carla, It wasn't like that."

   I slapped him again, harder this time as he reached his hands out
towards me.

   "OK, I am deserving of that for how I led you along.  It was in good
intentions.  I slapped him again hard enough to cause him to stagger
backwards.

   "Fuck!, OK, what was that one for?" he asked, rubbing his cheek, which
had now turned a bright shade of red.

   "I was beginning to enjoy myself," I said with a smirk across my face.

   "Well, that look is an improvement on the angry mama look." He said
holding up his hands in a surrender.  I feinted to slap him again.  He
closed his eyes in wait of my hand, making contact with his crimson red
cheek.  I stopped at the last minute and kissed his glowing cheek.  He
flinched as my lips touched his cheek.  he opens one eye.  It was then I
gently slapped his cheek.'' Don't fuck with me like that again!"

   I was still very angry at the way Stephen had lied to me.  I could hear
him explaining that he didn't want to draw me into working with him as a
private eye.  He continued to state how dangerous this line of work could
be.  I wasn't acknowledging to what he was saying.  I was busy packing a
quick overnight bag.

   I walked through the door, with my overnight bag over my shoulder.  In
anger I slammed the door behind me.  It wasn't till, I was in my car and
driving away.  I realized.  It was my apartment, I had just walked out of.

   I arrived at my old fuck buddy's "Ricky's" apartment.  I quickly
answered one of Stephan's many apologetic texts on my phone.

   "Talk about this tomorrow at ARO." Message sent.

   Human relationships always amaze me, always has done, since the first my
glimmerings of attraction to the male.  No more than Ricky.  My Mr. 
Reliable never asks more of me than a good fuck, he's never asked questions
when I walk in unexpectedly, pissed off by some guy, or just in need of a
fuck.

   "Hi," I said, while dropping my overnight bag on his floor."

   There was a moment's silence; You look like shit, no sex for three
months?" Three months were about when Ricky, and I had sex.

   "NO, there is some guy just fucking with my head."

   Ricky grabbed my right shoulder and turned me around, His hands made my
body shudder as he rubbed all the tension out of my neck.  I never realized
he had unclothed me, till I saw my dress and panties in a pile at my
ankles.

   Ricky is rubbing my neck, then his hands reached over and down my upper
chest to my breasts.  I reached backwards and ran my hand up the inside of
his inner thigh.  The back of my hand rubs against his cock shaft.  I have
no idea how or when it happened, but Ricky had undressed.  He squeezed my
breasts hard.  I insistently wrapped the Palm of my hand around his cock. I
slowly masturbated his cock, not letting go as he flipped me around.  I was
facing him.  He kissed me, that shocked me.  He presses his hard body to
mine.  This kiss was like no other.  I ever had from Ricky.  His tongue ran
along my lips, over my teeth and across the edges of my tongue.  There was
an electricity, fire in his kiss.  He slid his tongue & mouth down over my
breasts, briefly sucking on my nipples, then continuing down over my
stomach and into my vagina.

   "I missed you." I said.  As I was twisting a strand of my hair, between
my finger.  Ricky's scent, assaulted my body into spasmodic twitches.  I
try to exhale slowly to calm myself from his magic tongue.  He rapidly
flicked his tongue on my clit.  I arched my body backwards, limp and
helpless, and he knew it.  He released his hands from around my waist.  I
fell limp on the bed.

   "Fuck, Carla, you're really in need of a good fuck," He said with his
cock standing proud.

   He thrust his cock into me, with such force It would make most girls
bleed.  I was wet and ready.  Ricky knew it.  His hands firmly grasped my
breasts, to give himself leverage to thrust his cock in to the hilt.  I let
out a scream, loudly to break glass.

   "That's more like the Carla." He said, as he starts pounding his cock
into me, hard.  I start matching his thrusts.  I am in need of his
ejaculation as quickly as possible.  I let out another loud scream, my
orgasm burst, he smiled and then pounded me harder.  His hands moved from
my breasts, and attached them self around my waist.  He lifted me off the
bed.  My back was arched.  My head was inches from the floor.  His body
tensed up, my vagina was clenching around his cock.  His ejaculation was a
welcoming feeling, flooding me with his hot jizz.

   He collapsed on top of me., I don't know if he knew, there was a bed to
break our fall or not.  He rolled off me, reached for his special
cigarettes, (marijuana, and cocaine).  He passed me the joint after he'd
lit it.  I took an enormous drag, inhaled the smoke into my lungs.  Then I
exhaled savouring the feeling how my body felt.  I took another enormous
drag before handing the joint back to Ricky.  I held the smoke in my lungs.
I then I fell backwards onto the bed, tipping my head back, I exhaled the
smoke in a plume?.  There was a blissful feeling in my body.  I was as high
as a fucking kite.

   After savouring the drug's exhilarating feeling, I looked across the
bed. Ricky lay there stoned.  His cock as limp as wet lettuce.  I clawed my
way across the bed, wrapped the Palm of my hand around his cock.  A little
life sprang into his cock.  I slowly slid his hardening cock into my mouth.
It was then when it really got hard.  That swelling feeling, of a cock
inside one's mouth, It surpasses the drugs, any day.

   I sucked on his hard cock.  His eyes are wide open now.  I am gazing
right into them.

   "Fuck, Carla, so soon," He said, attempting to raise his torso up off
the bed.

   I was too impatient for his cock to be inside me again., I rushed the
blowjob.  I straggled him, I pushed his cock between my vagina lips.  His
hard cock felt so good as I lowered myself onto it,.  I began to bounce on
his cock.  I was so high from the drugs.  I didn't know, if I could bring
him to an ejaculation before the drugs finally kicked in and I collapsed on
top of him.

   I reached behind me, pushed two fingers up his asshole, I forced my
fingers deeper, deeper as I bounced on his cock.  I could feel the swollen
head of his cock, clearly through the narrow wall of tissue separating his
ass hole, from his ball sack.  I wiggled my fingers.  My, nails tickled his
balls; then I ticked the shaft of his cock.  He ejaculated instantly.  His,
cock stayed hard while spurting hot cum inside me, I must have collapsed
and fell asleep, on top of him.

   I was barely awake, when I heard the sound of my phone vibrating itself
off the tall dresser.  I make the effort, to get myself out of bed to where
my phone had fallen.  It had a soft landing, among a pile of yellow fluffy
pillows.  I retrieve my phone, I throw myself back on the bed.  I feel the
mattress bounce underneath me.  I smile when I see the name of the caller.
Stephen, (my new boss).

   Just because I feel like fucking around with his mind, I wait to answer
for a couple of more rings.

   "Hi, Stephen," being my new boss, his name feels like a dirty secret on
my lips.

   "Hello, Carla, I thought you'd be at ARO by now."

   I walked through the frosted front doors.  The maroon carpeting Yawned;
I always hated this carpeting.  It clashes with my red strappy heels.  At
the reception desk was Judy.

   "Still working here, then, Judy," I said leaning on the reception desk.
Muffling the sound of my heels as I made my way to the front desk.

   "Carla, I haven't seen you in ages, where have you been.  Married,
boyfriend, tell me all Carla.

   "OK, Calm down Judy, I will fill you in later.  I have to see the new
boss, Stephen, I don't know if, or how much I am allowed to tell you."

   "Oh, so you've met the new boss.  I knew some things have changed around
here.  I guess that's why all the secrecy around here.

   "I have to go see the new boss.  I am already late.  I will fill you in
later, what I can, OK." I said as I walk off the maroon carpet.  My heels
click on the hardwood floor, as I head to what was my old office.  I open
the door, not knowing what to expect to see.  It was much the same, as when
I was last in here, three months ago.  There was one exception.  There was
a note lying on my desk.  "My office is the door to your left.  Join me
when you finally arrive."

   I put the note back down on my desk, and walked across the hardwood
floor.  With my hand on the doorknob, my mind was spinning, with what's in
store for me behind this door.  I opened the door slowly.  There was a
large oval of dark woods stretched along the back wall.  The spacious
office, flanked on either side by more frosted doors leading to the
conference rooms and offices beyond.  I hear faint clicking of shoes on
floorboards and muffled conversations in the background.

   Stephen, must have heard me enter his office, He opened the door to the
conference room.

   "Everyone is up to speed, we just need to fill you in on the details
Carla," He said beckoning me in.

   I walked in and sat down in the only empty chair.  Stephen beckoned
everyone else to leave, with the exception of one guy.

   "This is Simon," He said sitting down, at the head of a very large
conference table.

   "As you know Carla, I have being grooming you in the past three months,
to be a private eye.  Well it's time to put all your training to good use.
We have an assignment, there is an artifact that will soon becoming on the
open market."

   "What is this artifact, and what's the assignment?"

   "It's a stone tablet, from an Egyptian tomb, it's said to be part of the
Saqqara Tablet, from the tomb of Tjenry."

   "You said; said to be part of the Saqqara tablet, are you saying you're
not sure?"

   "It as to be authenticated; yes."

   "Well, I am not qualified to authenticate it?"

   "Yes, we are aware of that Carla, that's why we want you to get in, take
a few pictures, and a small sample of the stone."

   I was flatted they trusted me to pull this off, then again I can guess
why me, they need me to use some sexual persuasion.

   "So, Stephen, where does Simon come into this?" I asked.

   "Simon, will be your eyes and ears when you're out in the field.  Simon
is the best hacker I know."

   "I will leave you with Simon.  You can get to know each other.  I will
finalize your contract."

   Contract?  Like I need another contract.  At least Simon isn't your
average 16 year old hacker nerd.  I got up from my chair, walked over to
where Simon was sitting."So Simon, how old are you," I said bending over,
looking at his laptop screen.  I wasn't really being nosey.  I wanted to
see his reaction, off my breasts being inches from his eyeballs.

   "Twenty two," he said, not taking his eyeballs off my cleavage.

   "What are you working on Simon," I asked, moving my breasts closer to
his face.  I am sure he can feel, the heat.  It was rising within me, at an
alarming rate.

   "I'm updating the security, on the computers." He still hasn't taken his
eyeballs of my cleavage.

   "Stephen, said we should get to know each other.  How about we take you
away from that computer.  We can get to know each other, have lunch out, I
know the perfect place." The place I had In mind, it's a night club, by
daylight hours, it's a restaurant.  Day/night, it's a sex club.  I'm well
known here.  This time of day it will be quiet, so getting the real Simon,
will be up to his imagination.

   Simon, agreed, though I got the feeling he would rather be with his
laptop.  This I hope will change, when he finds out, it's more than a
restaurant.  I drove us there in my BMW Z4.

   "Hi," I announced to the bartender.  Club XX is my go to club, James,
bartender/owner we are more than friends.  For a long time James and I were
fuck buddies.  That's all I wanted it to be, he's married anyway.  Being
the owner of a sex club, he doesn't need a lover, I don't need a lover,
though Stephen is twanging a few heart strings.  The fight we had, how
could I have been aroused by that, The last thing I needed right now was
for a meaningful relationship.  Oh, fuck; why can't I forget all of this
with Stephen ever happened?.  My emotions are all over the place, I was
fucking, raging mad at him, for deceiving me.  Yet when I clung to his
sweat soaked body, It felt like a second skin.  Get a hold of yourself
Carla, you're here to bond with Simon, not pout over wasted feelings for
Stephen.

   "Vodka and lime for me, and whatever Simon wants, put it on my tab."
Simon orders himself a beer.  We walked over to a table.  It was close to
what is displayed over the door, lifestyle area.  It's where consenting
people, groups, engage in sex acts with other patrons.  There is a main
area for couples, there is also different rooms, for group sex, BDSM and
fetish.

   "Is that what; I think it is Carla," Simon asked, pointing at the sign
over the door.

   "Sex club, Yeah, Is that a problem."

   "No." I think he finally twigged, what kinda bonding session I had in
mind.

   "We can go in, if you'd like Simon, I am a member."

   "Yeah, OK," Simon was talking in singular and plural, I guess it was a
lot to take in.

   Inside there were only a few patrons.  It was noon.  I was hoping it was
going to be quiet.  There were a couple partly dressed, relaxing, talking.
A young couples were fucking Slowly on the padded benches, at the far side
of the room.

   "Shall we?" I said, unbuttoning my blouse.  I managed just two buttons,
Simon took over unbuttoned the rest of my blouse.  He started mauling my
breasts, squeezed each one, then pinched hard on both nipples.  I gasped at
the sudden pain.  He took it wrong and removed his hands.

   "Don't stop Simon.  You just stared to get me aroused."

   He squeezed this time even harder.  He then twisted my nipples between
his fingers.  His mouth met mine, he began to kiss me, I am sure he thought
he was pleasuring me, I fact, he was copying what had read in books, or
watched in a porn flick.  Instead of pleasurable, it was more like he was
trying to rip my nipples off.  He has my body pinned against the wall.  He
then pulled down hard on my nipples, my legs I bent my knees as he kept
pulling on my nipples.  I was on my knees when he released my nipples from
his grasp.  Simon dropped his pants and underpants to his ankles.

   "What would you like me to do with that," I said, starring at the thick
10 inches of cock.

   "Suck it, Like a good little Slut," he said, kicking his pants from his
ankles.  I opened my mouth and sucked and sucked his cock inside my mouth.

   "Fuck," Simon moaned, as I sucked his cock deeper down my throat.  I
pulled my lips back up his shaft, after allowing the drool to escape my
mouth.  I licked the head, poking my tongue at the little piss slit.

   "Suck it, you fucking slut." I pushed my lips over his cock, this time I
worked my lips around his fat shaft, inch by inch, till I had his whole
cock inside my mouth.  He grabbed the back of my head and started to Fuck
me in and out of my mouth.  I moaned and gasping for breath as his hard
cock rammed in and out of my mouth.

   "You fucking cock suckin whoreeee!" He yelled, holding the back of my
head, while his sticky jizz blasted the back of my throat.  I tried to gulp
down each squirt of his jizz as it filled my mouth.  I was choking as he
pulled his cock out of my mouth.  I tilted my head forward, allowing his
excess hot jizz to flow out of my mouth.

   "That's what you do best, on your knees with a mouthful of fresh cum,
don't you agree slut?"

   "And exactly what do you do best Simon?" I said with strings his cum
stretched from between my lips.  I got up off my knees, and washed my mouth
out with the vodka I'd had left.  "Shall we see what you do best Simon?"

   Simon took off his shirt.  Turned me around facing the wall, then he
lifted my skirt, hooked one finger on the hem of my panties, he pulled them
down in one swift movement.  He bent me over the back of a chair, so my ass
was in full view.  I was getting really aroused wondering which hole he'll
chose, I heard him spit on his fingers, I squirmed my ass and bent over
giving him full access to both holes.  He pushed his moist finger up my
ass, then two, then three fingers.  Fuck that fat cock up my ass is gonna
hurt, I thought.  I moaned as he guided his cock between his fingers, then
rammed his fat cock in to the hilt.

   I moaned on each thrust of his cock.  He used one hand to force me over
the chair.  His other hand he forced into my vagina.  He kept fucking me
with his fat cock.  While his fingers worked it's magic on my clit.  I
wiggled my ass on his cock as he fucked me in and out.  I was matching his
thrust, my body began to shudder.  I screamed as I had a massive orgasm.  I
don't know if he came or not, he pulled out when he heard me scream, I slid
off the chair onto the floor my body still spasming.

   I notice everyone had being watching us fuck.  Simon was a little
embarrassed.  He retrieved his pants and pulled them up.

   "Don't be embarrassed Simon, where are among friends here," I said,
pulling myself off the floor, hearing my phone ringing.  It was Stephen
that was displayed on the screen.

   "Hi, Stephen, what's up," I asked, trying to get my breath.

   "Where are you Carla?"

   "Having lunch, bonding with Simon, like you asked."

   "Well get back here; NOW!  We have things to discuss."

   C) Christina Carey My blogs @ http://fiftyshades-ofgray.blogspot.ca/
http://lovewithoutclinging.wordpress.com/`