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Dreaming of Tina
By Kasykk (iamadamiam@aol.com)
***
A computer maintenance guy gets exceptional treatment
from a grateful client. (MF, affair)
***
A full, heaving breast thrust upon my mouth. Heavy
breathing... Shadows, moving like silk on velvet.
Panting. Slow thrusting - in and out, in and out.
Moaning, rising to a crescendo. The thrusting is more
urgent, more desperate. A scream! Contentment... The
soft whispers of my name. "Adam, Adam, oh Adam! Adam!"
I return from my memories, I'm in a drab office,
searching for the source of that irritating voice.
"You there? You have a call... Computer's down. Since
you have some time on your hands, you're up. And get
this; you don't finish this job in two hours, don't
bother coming back! Now GET OUT THERE!"
I already know who called for "help", and I can't wait
to get there. It's my "favorite client"; Tina! I
remember the first time I went to "fix" her problem. And
I got much more than my fee.
Life wasn't easy for me back then. As a recent college
grad, I landed a job with a top computer manufacturing
firm. Unfortunately, it was on the bottom of the ladder;
the firm started me on "computer maintenance and
repair", a job I began to hate. People calling me all of
the time, asking questions about problems which were
outlined in the "Operating Manual - Troubleshooting"
section! What morons! Or so I thought...
Let me give you some background. In my early twenties, I
had a surprisingly small number of dates. In college,
girls always thought of me as that "good friend" they'd
talk to about anything (including their sex lives) but
never date. Maybe it was due to my demanding schedule,
or my nonchalant attitude. Anyway, my sex life was
sparse. I thought nothing of it and continued with my
education, completing my B.S. in Computer Engineering
and was immediately snapped up.
Sometimes, my job leads me to travel. Not
internationally, locally; I have to go to the customer's
residences and solve problems that just could not be
solved over the phone. There weren't many of those, but
it was a welcome change when they occurred; a small
office with a phone for decoration is monotonous.
One beautiful fall day, I was called upon to go to the
house of a customer named Bruce to repair his ailing
system. Seemed the hard drive crashed due to a virus,
and he didn't know how to fix it. I started upon my
journey, ignorant of the events which were to come...
After some time, I finally arrived at my destination. I
ambled up to the door and knocked. No answer. I knocked
again and checked the address; yes, it's the right one!
I continued to wait outside, in the balmy sun.
The door opened.
"Yes? Hello?"
"Hello, my name is... Uh, I mean my name is... Adam," I
said, caught unawares.
I must have looked at her for a long time; I couldn't
help it! Standing before me was one of the most alluring
women I have ever seen! She was diminutive; a couple or
three inches above 5 feet. Her shapely, svelte form was
complimented by tight blue bike shorts and a dark blue
leotard. Her hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail;
her head crowned by a dark blue sweatband, soaked
through.
"Adam? The one from the computer store?" she asked,
panting softly.
"Um... Yes," I replied, dumbly.
"Hi! I'm Tina," she said. "Sorry I didn't answer the
door earlier. Had the music turned up. Here, why don't
you come in."
She turned and walked back into the house. I followed,
admiring the shape of her ass and the way it moved as
she walked. I was "coming to attention", and I hoped she
didn't see my cock through my jeans. She finally led me
to a small room, in which stood a desk and file
cabinets. A PC was upon the desk. I moved toward it.
"So what is the problem, exactly? The info I have says a
'crashed hard drive due to virus'. How did you get this
virus, exactly," I said, unpacking my maintenance tools.
I began to open the back of the console.
"Well, I don't know, exactly. We believe that it came
from a corrupted file; I wasn't exactly there when the
crash occurred," she explained, leaning against the
doorjamb. I quickly glanced at her; I could tell she
wasn't wearing a bra! Her nipples protruded through the
leotard! My cock was stiff as a board.
I continued my task, with much effort not to look her
way again.
"So did you make the call?"
"No. My husband did, from work. He wanted the computer
to be up and running by the time he got home... He does
a lot of his work on it. So, what are you going to do?"
she inquired, approaching from behind. I could feel her
hot breath on my neck as I worked.
"It's pretty simple," I explained what I was doing to
the system as I did it. She listened attentively,
observed my actions, and asked questions. For about 40
minutes we continued, her asking and me answering while
working. At times I caught her looking at my ass as I
bent over, or at my back. Finally, I was finished. I
closed up the back of the main console and packed away
my tools.
"Well, there you go. Can I use your phone? I have to
call my supe."
"Sure. It's this way," she said, turning and walking out
of the room. Again I followed, and again I looked at her
backside. During that whole time, my cock hadn't lost
any of its hardness. Right before we moved into the
kitchen, she turned her head and glanced at me; I was
caught! I quickly averted my gaze to a picture on the
wall.
We entered the kitchen; small, but efficient and clean.
I was quickly led to a phone on the kitchen counter. I
dialed the number and turned around to look at her...
She smiled at me, the corners of her mouth upturned. Oh,
what I'd do to kiss her lips.
The line was busy. I tried again, and again it was busy.
I put down the receiver, thinking of the long, boring
trip ahead...
"Well, I gotta go back. Duty calls," I said, moving
toward the door.
"Wait," she said. "It's twelve noon. Do you have time
for a little lunch? To repay you for what you've done?"
"Well, okay, sure." I wasn't going to pass up a free
lunch with a beautiful woman!
She smiled at me again, and turned to take foodstuffs
out of the refrigerator. I stood and watched her for a
while (what a sight!), then began to help her out. She
was as friendly as she was inquisitive, and soon we were
chatting and laughing like old friends. Lunch was
fantastic! We then retired to the living room.
It was here that she was doing her workout; various
pieces of exercise equipment were stashed in the far
corner, and lying in the middle of the floor. She sat
opposite me, on a plush sofa; I on a reclining chair. We
talked some more, mainly about social lives and other
such things. I answered each question truthfully, even
when we strayed into sex and sex lives.
"You didn't date much in college? What about now?" she
inquired.
"Like in college, I don't have a lot of time. I try to
keep a life outside work, but it's hard, you know?
Especially if you're just starting your job. Besides,
who would date a man like me? All work and no play, you
know," I explained, a little sadly.
She looked at me, her face a mask. Her eyes had a
twinkle in them I didn't see before, though. "You don't
believe that, do you? I think you look very handsome.
And it's cute the way you keep glancing at me!"
"What do you mean?"
"I liked you looking at my ass," she said, her voice
husky. "You don't believe I didn't notice you?"
"Well, err, uh, Um..." I sputtered, unable to talk. My
dick was straining like hell through my trousers. It was
impossible to overlook; I had no way to hide. Not
anymore!
"Do you like it?", she whispered thickly, while at the
same time approaching me on the chair.
"Um... Like what?"
"My ass! Do you like it?"
"Yes," I said. Her face was very close to mine; her lips
barely touched mine when she spoke.
She moved forward. Her lips touched mine in a chaste
kiss; then her body melted into mine, and the kiss grew
urgent. I returned her passion; grabbing her and pulling
her onto my cock. Our lips melded; her tongue snaked
into my mouth. We sat there and kissed a very long time;
I could feel the heat of her body through the leotard!
Her face became flushed, her breathing quick.
After a while, she got up off of me and took my hand. We
walked into her bedroom. She turned to me and began to
take off her leotard. Slowly.
I was right about her breasts... They were magnificent!
I held my breath as those beauties were bared. My eyes
became locked on them. Those voluptuous marvels were
pear-shaped, opaline and capped with knobby dark-pink
nipples, which were stiff and long with excitement. I
could hear my breathing quickening; if her tits were
this good, how could I control myself with the REST of
her?
"Do you like?" she asked me in a ragged whisper. All I
could do was nod acknowledgement; I could not speak! I
reached toward her, grabbed her full, feminine hips and
brought her to me again, my lips seeking hers... Then a
thought hit me, and I pulled away. What about her
husband? If he caught me with her in a situation like
this, he'd blow his top (and blow my head off!). I asked
her that same question.
"Don't worry," she told me. "He's not going to be home
before six anyway, and he understands. We have a, shall
we say 'special' relationship." As she explained, her
leotard continued its downward travel, across that
marvelous stomach, down her wide, firm hips, gliding
quickly to her feet and the floor. I reached to her
again for a kiss, but she stopped me.
"Are you going to follow me? I don't think we can have
any fun with you clothed like that!" Her eyes showed a
smile that was reflected in her full, luscious mouth. I
began to take off my shirt, but her hands interrupted me
and took over, gliding sensuously across my chest and
unbuttoning. As she continued, I reached to her tits and
flicked her nipples with my thumb, gently.
"Mmmm... That feels so good," she breathed, pressing
against me, her mound against my dick. She finished
unbuttoning the shirt and threw it off me to the floor.
In that same instant, she began to unbutton my pants,
hands rubbing my cock almost accidently. The contact
turned me on even more, and I pulled and tugged at her
nipples. Our breathing became ragged and sporadic; she
started to hump against my leg! I couldn't stand it; I
had to have her now and damn the husband!
"You're really making me hot," I whispered in her ear,
my hands still pulling at her nips. "If we don't slow
down, I'll cum in my shorts!"
"Your motor's too hot... We'll take our time, honey,"
she said, pulling my shorts to the floor. I don't even
remember her taking my pants off! She grasped my cock
and pumped it slowly.
I kissed her again... She took my hand and brought me to
the bed, laying down and spreading herself languidly
over it. I knew that if I touched myself right then, I'd
cum all over the place; I was that horny! I got upon the
bed and lay beside her, kissing her again. I couldn't
get enough of her kisses! My hands had long before lost
their grip on her pebble-hard nipples; I began to
journey downward, lightly feathering her alabaster skin
with passionate caresses.
I finally reached her beautiful breasts; I latched onto
a nipple, sucking as if I were a babe again. She grabbed
my head and moaned, softly... As I sucked, my hands
continued their roaming across her body, squeezing her
hips, gliding across her washboard stomach, finally
coming to her mound of Venus. I poked and prodded,
searching for her opening; then my finger entered her,
my thumb massaging her hard, throbbing clit. My other
hand moving back to her ass and squeezing. She
shuddered, then she groaned, a low, husky sound out of
the back of her throat.
"Ooooh, Honey," she said, breathily. Her hands pulled my
head even harder to her tit. I continued my
ministrations on her now-sopping twat; she began to
spasm, small animal-like sounds escaping her mouth. I
switched nipples and sucked harder; another finger
joined its brother in thrusting into her charged
crevice.
I rubbed her clitoris with vigor, now; her juices
lubricated my pistioning fingers and thumb. She began to
thrust her hips upward; her cunt grasped at my pounding
fingers convulsing, squeezing them strongly. I sped up
my diddling rubbing her clit ever faster in a circular
motion. She stiffened; her nipples got even harder, and
she began to orgasm...
"Oooh... OOooh, Adam, I'm... Honey, I'm going to
come!... I'm coming! I'm coommiinngg!" she screamed, her
hips pistioning upward. Her cunt grabbed at my fingers,
pulsing rhythmically around them. I bit her nipple
lightly, and she screamed again; fluid poured out of her
cunt, to wet my hand and the sheets under her. It seemed
to expand her orgasm; she moaned and screamed,
shuddering, her cunt pulsing in the contractions of
orgasm. After a long time, she began to calm down. Her
body was covered with a light sheen of sweat (as was
mine!); she pulled me up to her for a kiss. Her eyes
showed bright with passion and unbridled lust.
"That was heavenly," she breathed. "You know what I like
to do after a performance like that?"
"What?"
"This," she said, turning me on my back. She straddled
me; I could feel her luscious, hot cunt on my chest. She
leaned over me and kissed me again; then, in imitation,
she slithered down my body, kissing my chest, sucking on
my nipples and abdomen. I got even harder; my member
pulsing.
She finally came to rest at my now granite-hard pillar;
she grasped me with one hand and began to stroke my
cock, cooing about its hardness. I closed my eyes and
reveled in the feeling of her master touch. I began to
moan; her hand had begun to pump faster, harder, with
more fervor.
"Ooh... Mmm, Tina..." I thrust my hips upward in an
effort to get more of my steel pole into her velvet-
soft, cock-exciting hand... All of a sudden, a wetness
engulfed my cock... A warm, soft, yielding wetness,
accompanied by the sounds of sucking and slurping! I
moaned, loudly; I looked down my body, to see Tina
sucking on my cock, hand gliding up and down in rhythm
to her head-pumping. I sat up, and put my hands in her
hair, tousling it, grabbing her head and pumping into
her mouth.
The feelings were becoming too great; I could feel my
cum rising, and I pumped harder. She moaned
continuously; the vibrations from her hot sucking mouth
put me over the edge! I pumped once more into her mouth;
powerfully; my cock swelled, and I exploded! Cum spurted
out of me; she pulled on her dick with her hot mouth,
sucking the essence out of me... I moaned and spurted
again; she swallowed all but a trickle, streaming down
her full, red lips.
I pulled out of her mouth, and she pressed up against
me. Her rock-hard nipples boring into my chest. I kissed
her again, and experienced the taste of my own cum for
the first time, mingled with her love-juices. My cock
stirred to life again, pressing into her stomach.
We lay side by side like that for a while, exploring
each other's bodies, reaching, finding new frontiers. My
cock strained against her abdomen, leaking precum. I
reached down and fondled her vaginal lips, lightly
pinching them, tickling her clit. She gasped, and
stiffened again; then she looked at me, shivering.
"I want you in me now!" she breathed, huskily. "Fuck me;
fill me with your cock! Cum in me!" I quickly got
between her legs... She spread them beautifully for me,
her cunt wet, hot and inviting, tits heaving with her
labored breathing, skin flushed pink with passion. I
stared for a while, drinking in the headiness of the
experience, and her sexual beauty. I then moved to her;
she grabbed my cock and pressed it against her clit,
rubbing and groaning. She then put the head of my dick
into her cuntal opening...
I thrust toward her; her cunt took me in one smooth
motion, sucking at my cock as her lips did just minutes
earlier. We both moaned at the initial thrust; I began a
slow, steady rhythm, trying to draw out this
excruciating feeling, but she thrust up at me, hard, and
grabbed my hips, drawing me ever more into her hot, wet
depths. I thrust again, and she shuddered, her back
arching off the bed, tits jiggling like two scoops of
jello, eyes closed, breath haggard. I sped up the pace
of my thrusts, "Oh... Oh... Mmmm, Adam, fuck me!" she
screamed.
Her exhortations drove me onward, pounding harder and
longer... Her cunt began to spasm, and she moaned.
"Ohhh, this is sooo good! Hungh... Mmm... Yeah! More...
Harder... Go, ungh, faster! OHhh Adam more! Fuck me!
Yesss!" Her heels locked behind my back; she pulled me
toward her with every thrust of her powerful hips.
I reached toward her tits and pulled on one nipple
roughly. A small scream escaped her lips. And she thrust
harder, faster. I did the same; her twat spasmed
ferociously, grabbing my cock as if it were a hand; she
screamed, "I'm cooommingg! Oooohuuungh! Keep fuckinggg
meeee!" I pounded into her drenched twat, my hand
pulling and twisting her long, hard, hot nipple.
I began to tire, and I hadn't cum yet... I slowed down,
then stopped and pulled out. "Turn around," I said. She
quickly flipped onto her stomach and raised herself on
hands and knees, sticking her beautiful, full ass high
off the bed. I moved to mount her again; before I did, I
diddled her lips, rubbing them, ticking them with
gossamer touches.
She moaned again and pressed back at me, her pussy
grabbing at my fingers. I pulled them away and thrust
into her again, quick and rough. She moaned and pressed
back against me. I grabbed a handful of her ass and
thrust back. I was entranced by the ripples of flesh
raised by our hard fucking; they travelled down her ass
and well-formed thighs. Our bodies smacked against each
other; her pussy was making small squelching noises as I
thrust into her.
"Cum in me! I want to feel your cum rush in me! OOhhh,
honey! Cum in meeee!" I couldn't hold back; my cock
became larger. I hammered into her, groaned and let go!
My cock jumped, then jet after jet of cum adorned the
walls of her pussy, filling her to overflowing. She came
again also, her twat squeezing my pistioning, spurting
dick. She came for a long time; I kept pistioning into
her, though my dick was slowly losing its hardness.
We slowed down and finally stopped; I pulled out of her
with a slurp. She turned, slid down my body and took my
cock into her mouth, licking it clean of our mingled
juices. I turned and did the same to her twat, licking
and swallowing... We then laid side by side, facing each
other.
"That was great, lover! Are you glad you didn't go
back?"
"Yes, it was! And yes, I am. You are one hot woman,
Tina! Can I see you again?"
"Well, We'll see," she said, taking my hand in hers and
squeezing it. "But if I need any more help repairing my
computer, I'll know who to call, right?"
"Anytime," I said, leaning to her for another kiss. She
returned it with a heady passion. My cock began to stir
again...
So here I am, in my car en route, thinking what problem
she wants me to "fix" for her now! Maybe I'll have to
repair her "rear" port, or "disk slot"! Whatever it is,
I know my reward will be as good as money!
END
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