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FOREVER FAITHFUL (MF, rom, 1st, oral, anal, work)
by Theresa C. (address withheld)
**
I just received an announcement for my tenth High School
reunion. I don't know if I'll attend, but it got me
thinking about the incredible changes in my life between
then and now.
Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a
secretary at a medium-size plastics company. I was
attractive (blonde, green eyes, great complexion, good
figure, even if I say so myself), but I was shy, demure
and a virgin-the perfect product of 12 years in Catholic
schools!
Guys in the plant, salesmen, and even some clients
flirted with me, and a few asked me out. I went, but I
guess the fact that I didn't putout for them got around
and the dates became fewer and fewer.
The company had a tradition of giving a dozen roses to
secretaries on their birthday. On my eighteenth birthday,
in November, my roses were accompanied with an invitation
to lunch with Robert, a vice-president, at one of the
nicest restaurants in town. Nervous, and easily
impressed, of course, I accepted.
The restaurant was on the top floor of a downtown hotel.
As we were walking to the elevators, Robert led me to a
seating alcove in the lobby. We sat down and he gently
held my hand and looked deeply into my eyes.
"Theresa, you already know my style is very direct, but I
don't want that to overshadow what I'm about to say." He
paused and smiled at me, "I really care for you."
I started to ask him what he was talking about, and he
shushed me with his finger, "My Dear, I am a businessman
and I want to make a business proposition to you. This
proposition results from the fact that I haven't been
able to get you out of my mind since the day you were
hired, and I've never had to deal with such an obsession
before. I have reserved a room upstairs, and if you
permit me to make love to you today, and on a regular
basis, you will begin our sales training program next
Monday. You know what that could mean to your lifestyle."
Through my shock, I could picture exactly what that
meant. I was making $8800 a year; living at home; brown
bagging my lunch and taking the bus to work. In sales,
within a year, I could be making maybe ten times my
present salary. I was tempted.
"Mr. Flannery, I'm very flattered, and very tempted, but
I don't have affairs. In fact, I'm still a virgin and I'd
like to stay that way until my wedding night." I knew I
must have sounded corny and lame and less than
convincing.
Robert smiled, "Theresa, I can be very gentle. Let's have
lunch.
Think about what I said and you can either accept my
proposal or forget we ever had this conversation. Your
refusal would not affect your present position or
promotion potential. You have my word on that."
At the best and most expensive lunch I had ever had, but
not tasted, I thought about making a real living in
sales. On a personal note, I admitted to myself that
Robert was very attractive -- 45-ish, trim, salt-and-
pepper hair, a great dresser, and, in my experience,
always the total gentleman. He was certainly a more
attractive person (looks and personality) than any other
boys or men I had ever dated. I also wondered why I was
making such a big deal about being the last virgin in
America on her wedding night.
After lunch, with a quiet smile and tiny nod from me in
answer to Robert's question, we went to the hotel room
and I have never regretted my decision.
That afternoon, Robert was kind and gentle; I was shy and
embarrassed.
He undressed me slowly, kissing and touching as he went.
When I was naked, Robert devoured me with his eyes and
hands and tongue. I couldn't believe that it was
happening. Prior to that afternoon, the farthest I had
ever gone was a few short wrestling matches with teenage
boys in the back seat of their cars.
In a few minutes, Robert had my body glowing like never
before and tingling to his every touch. After almost an
hour of his attentions, he moved his head down between my
legs. I almost pushed him away, but I had enjoyed
everything he had done to me up to then, I tried to relax
as he spread my thighs open wide.
I could feel his nose in my pubic hair and then his
tongue pushing between my wet pussy lips. I surrendered
to him completely when he sucked my clit between his lips
and I began the first orgasm caused by another human
being in my life. It swept through me and I'm sure I
nearly passed out from its intensity.
I was just coming down from its height when Robert
reached a hand up to each of my breasts and squeezed my
hard nipples between his fingers. I began to climax all
over again.
When I finally finished coming, Robert wrapped the
blanket around me and cradled me in his arms as I fell
asleep.
Robert was smiling at me when I awoke, "Theresa, I'd like
to make love to you, now."
He had undressed while I slept, and he placed my hand on
his penis. I was fascinated with his cock from the first
time I saw it, and for the next half-hour or so, he
instructed me in how to caress it and then lick it, and
finally, how to suck it. I soon became very adept in the
art of cocksucking, but that first afternoon I was
tentative and unsure. He was patient and passionate.
Robert eventually rolled me over on to my back and knelt
between my thighs, "Relax, Dear. I want you to enjoy
this, too."
And I did. I felt my pussy lips spread around his penis
as he slowly and gently inserted it. He felt huge and hot
and powerful. Then, I felt the resistance and he pushed
ever so slowly until, with a sharp, quick pain, my
virginity was gone forever and I was being fucked.
The pain became a dull ache and I soon began to enjoy the
feeling of his manhood sliding in and out of me. He
dropped his face to my breasts, sucking first one, and
then the other, of my nipples into his hot mouth. I began
to move, lifting my hips to meet his downward thrusts.
Quickly, I was nearing orgasm, again, and Robert smiled
down on me, "I am going to come with you, this time,
Dear." And he did.
Robert drove me home after 10:00pm that first night, and,
from that night became a regular but very private part of
my life.
True to his word as always, I began intensive sales
training the following Monday morning, the youngest
prospect in the corporation's history. As fate would have
it, I'm very good at sales and I love it. I've been very
successful for the company and for me (last year I made
just a few dollars short of six-figures).
Robert and I continued our affair, meeting 3 or 4 times a
week in the afternoons and eventually, he rented a tiny
efficiency apartment that's full of satin sheets, sex
toys, costumes, and little silky things. Robert also
personally arranges the business trips and convention
excursions, and we share a room whenever possible.
I've never told another person about Robert, and he says
I'm his little secret, too. We accept it for what it is
and don't look for it to be more than what it can be. We
feel quite affectionate for one another; it's much more
than just sex, and there's no need for a commitment. He's
married, a wonderful lover, and safe, having had a
vasectomy years ago.
And what a teacher he's been! Robert and I have tried
almost everything we have seen or heard about-bondage (I
enjoy being tied up), spanking (I don't care for it, but
Robert really gets into it, sometimes), costumes,
vibrators, sex creams, videos and sometimes, just plain
sex. I have always done whatever he has asked of me in
bed, and almost always enjoyed it.
Robert will soon be 56 years old and I marvel at his
stamina. Still one of his favorite positions is to
straddle my chest, slop a jelly or oil between my large
tits and fuck them. He says his orgasm is always intense
as he watches his cum spurt out of him and into my open
mouth and onto my pretty face.
Probably the hardest thing for me to deal with is my
relationship with Robert and the fact that I've been
happily married for the last four years.
I met my husband, Chip, five years ago and almost ended
my affair with Robert. But I couldn't. I didn't want to.
It meant too much to me and didn't interfere with any
other part of my life. It was for me and for Robert, and
I couldn't give him up. After worrying about it for
weeks, I adopted the same position with Chip, as with
everyone else-my time with Robert just didn't exist
outside of our apartment.
Probably the most perverse thing I've ever done was
sharing my wedding day with Robert, because I wanted it
to be special for him, too. The ceremony was scheduled
for 6:00pm, so the first thing I did on the morning of my
wedding day was take my gown to our apartment. I called
Robert to tell him to meet me there, and before he
arrived, I dressed in only my veil, gown and high heels.
When Robert opened the door, I slowly raised my dress
until my naked cunt was exposed. With a growl, he pushed
me back on to the bed, ripped his zipper down and shoved
his already-hard cock into my cunt in one hard push. He
came in seconds.
As Robert caught his breath, I began to lick his warm,
wet cock clean.
He was soon hard again and positioned me on my hands and
knees. Still in my veil, gown and heels, Robert threw my
dress up over my back and knelt behind me, slowing
pushing himself into my wet pussy.
"Theresa, I love you all the more for this wedding treat
you've given me. I've thought about what I want to do and
decided that I don't want you to be a virgin anywhere in
your body tonight."
With that, he removed his wet prick from my pussy and
pressed its head between my ass cheeks. We had never had
anal sex before, but I knew that that was what Robert
wanted, now. I did what I could to ease his entry, but it
was still a tremendous pressure until he was completely
inside of me. We soon found our rhythm and I eventually
enjoyed my first ass-fuck.
When he finished, I dressed in my street clothes and
returned home. I never told anyone where I went that
morning, but I laugh because one of my maiden aunts
convinced the rest of the family that I must have taken
my gown to the rectory, to have it blessed by a priest!
Robert had a surprise of his own in store for me. As I
was changing to leave the reception that night, Robert
slipped into the room and into me for a quickie. I licked
him clean and we both hurried back outside. About a half-
hour later, as Chip was entering me for his very first
time, I thought it appropriate that my cunt was already
full of Robert's sticky cum and my mouth still tasted of
him.
Except for the wedding reception and one recent incident,
Robert and I never do anything to jeopardize our
marriages or our professional standing. We limit our
contact to the office, trips, our apartment and rare
social events. It was at one of these social events that
I misbehaved to the total satisfaction of both of us.
Chip and I were hosting a large Memorial Day Bar-B-Q and
Robert and his wife were there. Mid-afternoon, I told
Chip I just had to show Robert a problem I wanted him to
work on. I led Robert into the den and closed the door
behind us.
"So, what's this big problem, Theresa?" Robert asked as
he reached for my tits. I laughed and fell to my knees,
opening his shorts and sucking his hardening cock into my
mouth. In seconds he was hard and I dropped my shorts and
panties and bent over Chip's desk. Robert rammed his cock
up my cunt and proceeded to give it a vigorous pounding.
I was grunting with every hard shove and soon began a
wonderful orgasm. Robert soon followed and we quickly
rearranged ourselves and rejoined the party.
Chip kissed my cheek and asked how Robert had solved my
problem, so quickly.
I giggled, feeling Robert's cum squishing in my cunt,
"Darling, you should know I'd only give him something he
could handle in a few minutes! This is a party!"
Don't ask me what's going to happen. Chip is talking
about having children. Robert is talking about retiring.
And I've had a very attractive offer to join a very large
company. I just can't think about my afternoons without
Robert.
END
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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!
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