("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2004. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- A Tale for Glenn by Sandy (sandyathome@hotmail.com) *** You may remember from my earlier postings there was a time in my life that making love was like performance art for me. I deeply needed the contact, and I sought to fill that need by fulfilling some men’s fantasies. While doing this I played the role of a wandering housewife, which allowed my suitors the freedom from concerns of lasting relationships. I was more-or-less married to my studies at the time, which meant that I needed to be efficient. This posting describes me at my most efficient. (MMF, rom, oral) *** You may remember from my earlier postings there was a time in my life that making love was like performance art for me. I deeply needed the contact, and I sought to fill that need by fulfilling some men’s fantasies. While doing this I played the role of a wandering housewife, which allowed my suitors the freedom from concerns of lasting relationships. I was more-or-less married to my studies at the time, which meant that I needed to be efficient. This posting describes me at my most efficient. I was emailing a guy named Tom (ironically the same name as my imaginary husband) who was pretty good value. He was pretty fast with a joke, seemed to care about what was going on in my life, and didn’t seem too upset when I stopped emailing for brief periods. His interests were pretty basic, and I wouldn’t have agreed to meet with him except that the one fantasy he kept coming back to was so sweet. He wanted a wife for a day. Seriously, he just wanted to take care of a woman for one day. Well, I could handle that! So I agreed to play the role for him. This was his plan. He wanted to meet for brunch, see an early movie, go shopping, have dinner, and retire for the night. It just sounded like a normal day so I agreed, but only on 4 conditions. First, we had to do it pretty far from where I was staying (this was always a requirement). Second, I would not go to his house but we would instead use a hotel of my choice (I’m afraid of secret video equipment). Third, I would not stay the night (I needed to be home to get my husband’s phone call). And fourth, that he understand that sex was out of the question (it wasn’t, but he shouldn’t expect it). He agreed. Okay, I have to admit to something. I enjoyed this game. Tom had agreed to forgo sex, so I made him think about that decision all day. We met at a coffee house. He was a pretty good-looking man, about 5’10" with an almost athletic build, a dark complexion, and pretty green eyes. They weren’t as pretty as mine, but they had an almost feminine quality about them. Me? I arrived wearing my hair up (its blonde), a tight yellow tank top, criminally short jean shorts, and my sneakers. I introduced myself with a smile, a kiss on the cheek, and an extended hug. Mean, right? Maybe. Brunch was nice, and the movie was okay. The date pick up after that. Tom wanted to buy me things. Now normally I would say no, but he insisted that this was his fantasy and that he would do this for his wife. I had expected as much but put up a reasonable fight before giving in. He was a good shopper, and wanted me to look right for that night. He took me to a Sears and had me try on a lot of different outfits for him. I got a kick out of this, but mostly enjoyed trying to figure out what he liked. He had me try on cloths suitable for everything from a girl in junior high to a woman collecting social security. (The extremes grossed me out a bit.) It turned out that his real taste was predictable, but that he just wanted to watch me try on a lot of different stuff. He settled on a short black dress and 3 inch black heels, which I wore out of the store. From there he took me to get my hair and make-up done! This was unexpected, but really kind of sexy. I wouldn’t let them cut my hair, but I did allow them to add few highlights and style it. I have to admit that this felt good, and that I felt sexy. I am sure that he noticed, and he seemed to take great pleasure in walking around with me on his arm. I enjoyed it too, and had a lot of fun watching the boys watch me! Our early dinner in the hotel lobby was just okay, but the post dinner dancing was fantastic. Tom could really move and I felt a certain deep rhythm with his body. I allowed myself to express that and I think the other (male) patrons enjoyed that as much as Tom. But that was part of the plan. I said this was a story about being efficient. At five of seven I told Tom I had to go to the bathroom and then check my home phone messages. I left the dining area, walked strait past the bathrooms, exited the side door, and walked behind a dark blue BMW parked under a broken light. There was a dark sheet across the hood of the car, which I pressed my chest against. Almost the second that I did so I felt my skirt lifted, my panties removed, and a very strong tongue force its way into me. The licking was short but exquisite. Time was a problem. I had to brace myself for what I had only seen pictures of. I felt a pair of very strong hands held my hips, and a very hard length of manhood rub against me. My lips were separated with very little probing and after a second or two the largest penis that have ever experienced was thrust deep into me. I would have liked a moment for my body to get used to this, but that wasn’t to be. Faster and faster I was taken by this man-machine. I was trying to stifle my own moans when I felt him swell deep inside, which sent me over the ledge. We came together. Glenn had always wanted to have sex with someone’s wife while the couple was on a date. I had fallen for Glenn, so I gave myself to satisfy this fantasy. But now I had to go. It was only about 10 after 7, but Tom would start to worry soon. With Glenn rushing from between my legs, I rushed back into the hotel. I went strait to our room and called Tom on his cell phone. I told him to come to the room now. In the 2 minutes it took him to get there I was able to turn down the lights, clean myself up a bit, and greet him at the door with a huge kiss. I told him that the dancing had driven me crazy, and that although I said no before, I wondered if he would make love to me. I pulled him in the room, sat on the bed, and unzipped his pants. He sprung out quickly and I took him into my mouth. I had to work fast because I couldn’t let Tom smell Glenn, so as soon as Tom was rock hard I pulled him into me. He commented on how wet I was, and I told him that now he understood how much I needed him. I am sure that Tom was a very good lover, but I was too taken by Glenn to really discriminate. In the next 2 hours I took Tom three times, each time remembering how it felt to be held down against that BMW. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 31