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A Tale for Glenn
by Sandy (sandyathome@hotmail.com)
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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
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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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