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Subject: STORY: Competitive Women MFF (CH II)
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Competitive Women
by
David Rogers
CHAPTER II
I lay by Denise's pool for almost half an hour recovering my
strength from the hard fucking she had administered to me. I thought
about the ethics of what I had done. I had awarded an important
contract on the basis of lust instead of merit. Oh well, I thought,
there was no way that Denise could prove what I had agreed to.
My clothes were thrown on the table beside me. I didn't know
where Denise had gone but as the sun set behind the house, I put my
clothes on and headed back home. As I walked in the door, I heard the
phone ringing. I answered it and Jeralyn said, "Hello, where in the
hell have you been." I was a little upset by her tone but I answered
calmly saying that I had been "out".
She wanted me to come over to her apartment to discuss the
contract.. I wasn't really in the mood at all after the afternoon
frolic I had had with Denise but since I had responsibilities to my
company I agreed. I got directions for Jeralyn's apartment and drove
out to meet her. It took me about half an hour to get to the place.
The apartment house was located in a fashionable part of town
and Jeralyn's apartment was near the front of the complex. I rang the
door bell and Jeralyn answered the door.
She was dressed to kill. Her long black hair was piled high
on her head. She wore small gold earrings and had large diamond rings
on her hands. Wearing a satin dressing gown with a deep vee at the
throat, her outstanding cleavage was easy to see. Smiling, she
invited me inside and I followed her to the well furnished living room
where we sat down on her comfortable couch. She crossed her beautiful
legs exposing her well formed thighs. She was a few inches shorter
than me so as we talked, I got a great view of her mammaries. They
were two huge melons with large erect, almost sagging, nipples. As she
showed me some new figures, her telephone rang.
She walked into the kitchen to answer it and I could hear that
Denise was on the other end of the line. Jeralyn called me into the
kitchen saying, in a quite sarcastic manner, that I was wanted on the
phone. I knew Denise had been able to track me down because I had
left this number on my electronic mailbox. She handed me the phone
and I said hello to Denise.
Denise wanted me to come back over so that she could continue
her earlier "discussion" on the contract. Jeralyn could hear the
conversation as she stood before me with her hands on her hips. This
posture exposed even more of her incredible cleavage.
As my conversation with Denise continued, Jeralyn stepped
toward me pushing those untethered melons of hers into me and ramming
her pussy into my crotch. My voice made a noticeable climb in octave
as she did this. Jeralyn then began to unbutton my shirt and run her
long painted fingernail up and down my chest. She then stepped back
and opened her robe fully revealing those incredible breasts I had
been admiring along with a flat, well tanned stomach. She was wearing
sky blue bikini panties from which her bush hairs peeked out from
either side. I've already mentioned her beautiful legs.
After this display, I quickly got rid of Denise. Jeralyn came
back against me with her naked body, curled her arms around my neck
and pushed her lips toward mine. Instead of the kiss I expected, I
received a hard bite on my lower lip. After a quick jerk she released
my lip and sent her sensuous tongue deep into my mouth. She
passionately frenched me for several minutes driving me to full
erection.
She grabbed my hands and led me willingly out of the kitchen.
We passed through the living room and I followed her into the bedroom.
There, a king size bed covered with a wooly white bedspread sat. She
turned me around and gently pushed me down onto the bed. She smiled
as I lay there and dropped the satin robe from her shoulders exposing
her nearly nude voluptitude. She slowly and sexilly shimmied out of
her panties and kicked off her satin slippers. She ran her hands
through her hairdo releasing a mass of shimmering dark hair.
Climbing on top of me she swiftly removed my shoes and moving
lightly over my prone body, removed the rest of my clothes. She them
proceeded to smother me with her warm womanhood, pushing my face
between her firm full breasts causing me to have a little trouble
taking a breath. Then, inserting me into her hot pussy, she began a
long, slow and exciting fuck, alternately running her erect nipples
from my mouth to my toes and back again and fucking and sucking me to
orgasmic explosion.
I shot off into her hot vagina three times after which she
settled in to cuddle me and present her case. Again, I couldn't
resist this type of persuasion and promised her the company contract.
Again I had been swayed by passion and again I had let the company
down.
I settled into a deep sleep and a few hours later when I
awoke, I found myself alone in Jeralyn's bed, with the sun coming
through the bedroom window. I picked my clothes off the side of the
bed, got dressed and left the apartment. I headed home for a shower
and shave and then went to my office to ponder my predicament.
My secretary told me that there were no messages from Denise
or Jeralyn and I completed my normal day's workload, meeting clients
and making phone calls. I left the office a few minutes before five
o'clock and headed back to my apartment. As I opened the door, I
could hear women's shouts and other noises from the direction of my
bedroom. I recognized the shouting women as Denise and Jeralyn.
To be continued . . .
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