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From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson)
Subject: Educating Darren, Part One.
Story:- Educating Darren,
by Ms. Christine Stevenson.
http://www.mschristine.com
Part One.
Caroline was a regular at the building site. Her almost daily
conferences with the architect always caused a stir amongst
the workmen. The house was coming along well but it was going
slower than she had planned, and she couldn't help noticing
that whenever she was on site the men did more staring at her
than they did work.
Now Caroline was a lady who was used to demanding, and being
treated with, the utmost respect. She had been manipulating
men for her own ends ever since she was a small girl, but it
was not until she had matured that she had achieved her full
potential in this respect.
She decided that she might have to take things into her own
hands if she was going to achieve an acceptable level of work
from these tanned, muscle-bound and obviously over sexed
males. George the architect, had long since learned the hard
way, that his extremely attractive employer was not an easy
lady to please. The way he hovered around her, hanging on her
every word, made the other men wonder what on earth had gotten
into him. Why didn't he behave like a man? It was obvious to
the rest of them that this haughty, prick-teasing bitch needed
to be taken down a peg or two. And if their banter were to be
believed, there was no shortage of volunteers ready and
willing to try.
The ring leader and all round stud, Darren, was by far the
worst of the bunch. Every night after work, as they were all
downing a few beers, he would regale the assembled company
with his latest ideas for humping the bitch. He was
acknowledged by the group, to be an expert on 'what women
really wanted', and he certainly never seemed to be short of
ideas in that respect.
Darren just happened to be standing on the roof beams, hands
on hips, staring straight at Caroline and lusting, at the same
moment she decided that as he was by far the worst offender
and probably encouraged the rest, that he would be the one to
work on. So she fixed him with one of her sweetest smiles and
turned to George.
"I wonder George, if it would not be too much trouble, if you
could have one of your men come round to my apartment this
evening. One of my bathroom wash basins has developed a leak.
I am sure it will only take five minutes and I would be so
grateful. That one up there on the roof looks eminently
suitable."
George's heart gave a little leap. Of course she could have
Darren to fix her leak. She could have anything she wanted
from him, it was a source of constant frustration to George
that he had not been invited to her home himself in what
seemed like an eternity. He hoped beyond hope that being
grateful would mean that he would be invited again. He had
fantasies of serving her orally, ever since that first time.
After she had shown him the error of his ways, as she liked to
call it, he was a man totally committed to the fulfilment of
her every whim and desire.
This could be the chance he had been waiting for and Darren
would not turn his nose up at a bit of overtime. He was
jealous of the fact that she had not asked him to help her but
he rested safe in the knowledge that Darren was definitely not
her type. He was totally unaware of how much she liked a
challenge and of her zero failure rate in such matters.
"I'll talk to him as soon as you have gone, Ma'am. I am sure
he won't mind."
"I am sure he won't" said Caroline, "Now, mind you send him, I
don't want anybody else. If he gives you any trouble, just
tell him he either comes and fixes my leak or he is fired. And
you know I always carry out my threats".
Having achieved the first part of her new plan, she picked up
her handbag and started to move towards the half finished
doorway. There was plenty of room for her to leave, but she
chose to squeeze slowly between George and the trestle table
where the plans were all laid out. George could barely contain
his excitement, but she was taking absolutely no notice of him
whatsoever. Her gaze was fixed on Darren who was still staring
at her from the roof top. She smiled at him again as she ran
her tongue slowly and sensuously over her lips.
Darren could hardly believe his luck when George told him that
he was to go to her apartment after work.
"Yeah!" he thought, "I bet I know what she really wants, and
who better to give it to her."
End of Part one:-
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