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Jackie's Problem
by PaulSmeenus (paulsmeenus@hotmail.com)

***

Jackie's plan to raise extra money goes wrong. She hides 
and Mr. Walsh has to figure things out. (MF, exh, voy, 
rom)

***

Sitting out on the back deck I do not always hear the 
doorbell when it rings. I should probably fix that 
problem some day since I spend so much time out here 
enjoying the view and sun. But then again I do not get 
many unexpected guests.

I live on the outskirts of town on a large bluff. The 
back of my home faces the south towards the city and the 
view is spectacular. The view was the main reason I 
choose this spot to build, that and it is quiet and 
peaceful without a neighbor within a mile. The large 
expansive deck and patio is where I spend most of my 
nights and some days as I work from home. 

It is Friday, midafternoon, the sun high in the sky with 
a temperature of nearly 80 degrees. It is very pleasant 
out here sitting under the covered area of the deck. 
With iced tea in hand I was just getting ready to light 
the first cigar of the day. I save my cigar time to when 
my work day is complete so that I can enjoy the time it 
takes to really appreciate the craftsmanship.

I moistened the wrap, clipped the end and placed the 
cigar to my lips to light, Clyde, my German Shepard, 
rose his head, ears alert. Being that I just walked 
outside minutes ago, I did not see the car drive up the 
private road. Clyde rose, walked to the door, and looked 
back at me. Looking at Clyde I asked, "what is it boy?" 
With that he pranced into the house towards the front 
door. With a sigh I followed.

Sure enough the doorbell rang again. "Good boy Clyde," I 
said as I rubbed between his ears.

I wasn't expecting company; I was dressed in only a pair 
of linen shorts. Hearing the bell again, boy somebody is 
impatient; I walked a little brisker and opened it.

"I am so sorry Mr. Walsh," breathed an excited Jaclyn or 
Jackie as she preferred. 

Jackie is my housekeeper. She normally arrives on 
Thursdays, which she did just the day before, to clean 
my home. She works for a service in town and she was 
assigned my place to clean once a week. She attends the 
local university and I believe she is in her second 
year. I am not sure on this point since I never asked; 
she rarely opens up about her personal life. She usually 
shows up, lets herself in, does her work and is off.

"Jackie, what's the matter?" I said. Her makeup was 
smudged around her eyes as if she had been crying.

"Mr. Walsh, can I come in and talk with you?" Jackie 
asked while looking down at her feet.

"Sure Jackie, I was just out on the back deck when you 
arrived. Would you like something to drink, lemonade, 
iced tea, water?"

"Do you have anything stronger Mr. Walsh? I sure could 
use something to calm my nerves."

"Sure thing Jackie, help yourself, you know where 
everything is. I will be out back come and join me 
there."

Jackie is a cute, petite girl, standing probably no more 
than 5'2" and 100 pounds. She has long raven hair, big 
brown eyes, a button nose and full reddish lips. Her 
hips flair out just right for her frame, her legs are 
muscular but not big and her breasts are probably a 
large B cup. 
Jackie poured herself a straight shot of bourbon, 
quickly drank it down and poured another. 

With the second glass poured she walked out to the deck 
where I was sitting. She already looked much calmer. 
Sitting across from me she gazed across the valley over 
the city. She obviously had something on her mind and it 
must be heavy on her shoulders considering she drove out 
here to talk with me. I hardly know the girl.

Giving her some time I took a sip of my tea and decided 
to light that cigar that I was getting ready to enjoy. 
With the cigar lit I sank into my chair as if Jackie 
wasn't even there. Me too gazing across the city,

"It's very beautiful up here," Jackie said breaking the 
silence.

"Yes it is," I answered. "This is the reason I picked 
this spot for my home."

"Do you get lonely up here all by yourself?" said 
Jackie, I mean you hardly ever leave especially since 
you work here to."

"Oh I get to town a few times a week. I meet with 
clients, shop for groceries, got out to dinner," I 
responded.

"Yes I suppose you do," Jackie contemplated.

More silence ensued. Clyde was lying next to Jackie and 
I was puffing on my cigar. I was in no hurry before 
Jackie arrived; I guess I shouldn't be in a hurry now. I 
was more curious than anything. I am sure she has a good 
reason for coming, but looking at her slightly 
disheveled state I was not going to press, at least not 
yet. 

After about fifteen minutes I rose from my chair, 
grabbed both mine and Jackie's glass and walked into the 
house. In the kitchen I could see Jackie sitting, gazing 
out over the city. I would assume with whatever was on 
her mind see really didn't see anything. Jackie's feet 
were stretched out in front of her, her feet were bare. 
I could see the week old polish on her toes, some shade 
of red and starting to peel. Her legs were tan and I 
could make out all the muscles up her calves and over 
her thighs. They were twitching slightly; apparently she 
was unable to relax. From this angle I could not see her 
short denim shorts. She looked naked from the waist 
down. My mind wandered with that observation. I wonder 
why I never noticed those legs before. Probably because 
she worked and then left, always wearing appropriate 
clothing, the service must have a loose dress code, no 
provocative clothing.

Shaking my head clear I reached for a new glass for me 
walked to the fridge and tumbled a couple of cubes of 
ice in each glass. I walked over to the liquor cabinet 
grabbed the bourbon and poured three fingers each. 

I paused again on my way out the door and gazed once 
more at Jackie sitting there. The angle this time was 
different. Jackie's long hair cascaded across the back 
of the chair, the strap of her tank top invisible making 
her shoulders appear bare. Her breasts from this angle 
looked larger than I am sure they are and her nipple was 
erect. "Curious," I thought, she must not be wearing a 
bra.

I stepped out and placed a refilled glass at her side 
and then settled into my own chair. Again silence.

I could only be so patient so I decided to give her only 
a few more minutes before I spoke.

Jackie took a small taste of the bourbon, set down the 
glass and turned to me. I could see her out of the 
corner of my eye, but I did not turn. 

"Mr. Walsh," said Jackie.

I turned her big brown doe eyes were looking directly 
into mine. "Jackie, since you are here for reasons other 
than work call me Mike."

"Ok Mr... Ok Mike. I have a serious problem and I needed 
to run. I didn't know where to go, but I thought of you 
and this house out of town. I thought it might be safe 
until I figure things out."

"Safe here, how long are you planning on staying?" I 
asked.

"Well," Jackie paused for a long moment, "I haven't 
thought that far ahead yet."

"Jackie, on a scale of one to ten, how serious is this 
problem of yours?"

Without hesitation Jackie said, "Eleven."

"That serious huh?" I was young once and I remember the 
serious problems I encountered. In looking back at my 
"elevens" they were really no more than maybe a three or 
four. "I can see in your face that the wheels in your 
head are spinning. Why don't you stay here for the night 
and if you are up to it in the morning we can talk 
more."

Jackie's shoulders dropped, it looked as if a weight had 
been lifted and she could somewhat relax. "Thank you 
Mike, I really could use a night to think."

Clyde, sitting next to Jackie, lifted his ears and he 
sat his chin on her thigh. Dogs must know more of what 
is going on than we give them credit for. Jackie smiled 
at him and wrapped her arms around his neck to give him 
a big squeeze. I think Clyde was smiling at me.

I would be smiling too.

Jackie stood, excused herself into the house, as I sank 
back into my chair. I grabbed my cigar in my right hand 
and my bourbon in my left and contemplated the previous 
events.

"What could be so serious to a girl only twenty. How old 
was she?"

"Was she wearing a bra under that tank top?"

"Where is her family, did she live alone here in town?"

"I wonder if she shaves trims or is au naturel."

"Is she having boyfriend troubles?"

"Of the $100 a week I pay the cleaning service how much 
of that does Jackie get?"

Breaking me out of my thought Jackie stood in the 
doorway to the house. "Mike, I am making dinner tonight 
what should we have? I didn't look in the kitchen; I 
didn't want you thinking I was snooping."

"Jackie, I haven't thought that far ahead, I usually go 
into town on Fridays a get a bite at McGruder's."

Jackie's eyes dropped to the floor, "Ok, you mind if I 
find a little something for me here?"

"Jackie, why don't you join me?"

"Oh no, I can't go back into town, not tonight."

"Well then, I guess we can browse the kitchen and see 
what we have. There won't be much I usually drive to 
town on Saturday to grocery shop."

"Mike, you stay there I will see what to make." With 
that Jackie turned and disappeared once again.

Fifteen minutes later Jackie reappeared. She had the 
bottle of bourbon in her hand and refreshed my glass. "I 
found a couple of steaks in the freezer, one potato I 
will bake and we can split, and enough for a small 
salad. Does that sound alright with you?"

"Delicious. Everything is better when prepared for you."

"The steaks will take a little while to thaw, would you 
mind if I took a shower while we wait?"

"Not at all," I said, "make yourself at home tonight. 
You probably know more than me about where everything 
is."

With that she pranced into the house again. She does 
look like she feels better; again "elevens" are many 
times a three or four.

Forty-five minutes later I heard Jackie in the kitchen. 
I just finished the last of my bourbon and my cigar. 
Moments later she appeared and walked to the edge of the 
deck. She was wearing one of my t-shirts, she placed her 
arms on the railing, lifted her heals and bent at the 
waist as she leaned forward. Her calves became taunt and 
the bottom of the t-shirt rose up her thighs. 

The way she was angled and the position of the sun 
Jackie was silhouetted in such a way I could see the 
outline of her legs where they joined in paradise. I 
could not see her sex, but I could definitely imagine. 
She inhaled a deep breath and turned.

My eyes were still at the level of her pussy, she caught 
me looking. With the light on her back my previous 
question still went unanswered. I glanced up slowly to 
her breasts, her nipples visible under the light cotton. 
Father up her lips were slightly parted, a small smile 
formed. Her eyes were expressive, definitely not the 
girl that walked into my house earlier this afternoon. 
The make-up smudges were gone; her face was clean and 
without makeup. Jackie was absolutely gorgeous.

I smiled back. "You look like you feel better."

"I do, thank you. I will start dinner in a few minutes; 
I hope you don't mind if I borrowed a shirt I didn't 
bring any other clothes. I put mine in the wash so they 
would be clean for tomorrow."

"Not at all Jackie, in fact it looks better on you than 
it could ever look on me."

Dinner was wonderful and simple; the red wine Jackie 
picked went well with the steak. The conversation was 
light, Jackie seemed to forgotten what brought her here. 
She cleaned up for us and again we found ourselves on 
the deck. The sun was down and the lights below 
illuminated the city. The sky was clear and the 
temperature dropped into the low seventies. I could see 
that Jackie's nipples were hard under the t-shirt. Her 
legs were stretched out in front of her and slightly 
parted. The result was that the t-shirt was high on her 
thighs. If I was in front of her looking on I am sure 
the view would be much better than the city below us.

A quiet hour later Jackie stood, stretched and retired 
for the night.

Soon after I went to the master bedroom, stripped naked 
and settled on top of the covers. My hand rested on my 
cock seemingly on its own. My mind flashed across the 
afternoon, Jackie's watery eyes when she first arrived, 
her long muscular legs, her nipples poking against the 
thin cotton, the sun shining through the t-shirt, the 
silhouette of her sex. Before I knew it my cock 
exploded, cum spurting up to my chest, pooling on my 
stomach and dripping down my hand.

I went to the bathroom, cleaned up, returned to bed and 
was fast asleep.

Morning came with the smell of fresh coffee. Looking 
through the kitchen window I saw Jackie leaning against 
the railing looking down the valley. The sun wasn't in 
the right position to get the same view as the day 
before, but I am positive my ass doesn't look that good 
while wearing my own t-shirt. I poured a cup of coffee, 
I was wearing pajama pants, my cock semi-erect and 
swaying as I walked. Jackie turned and looked then 
turned back to the view.

I was sitting now, still admiring my own new view and 
said, "Jackie, are you ready to talk?"

She turned again, walked to the chair and sat.

With a deep breath, then an exhale, it all came out.

"Yesterday morning I drove 200 miles to this town across 
the state line to pick up some drugs and deliver them to 
another town. While driving down the highway I felt like 
I was being followed and pulled into a busy rest area. 
Freaked out I took the drugs into the bathroom and 
flushed them down the toilet. I came back here and while 
I was pacing around my apartment my phone rang about a 
half an hour after I was supposed to show. I didn't 
answer; they hung up and called again, over and over. 
Since I didn't answer any of the calls I got a text 
which said, **Where are my fucking drugs BITCH**. 

I dropped the phone and started crying then the phone 
beeped again. Another text, **You have one hour or you 
are dead**. That was yesterday, I haven't heard back. I 
ran out of my apartment crying, got into my car and 
drove around for about an hour. Then I realized that the 
place I picked up the drugs would know my car. I freaked 
again, not knowing where to go I drove my car straight 
here. It is way out of the way, they couldn't possibly 
know where I am. I am so sorry, I shouldn't have come 
here. I will go get my clothes and leave."

I don't think she took a breath it all came out so fast, 
I had questions.

"Jackie, first take a deep breath, then tell me where 
your keys are, I will park the car in the garage."

With that I walked into the spare room got the keys and 
promptly moved the car. I walked back into the house and 
back out to the deck. Jackie was curled up on the chair; 
her knees were to her chest feet flat on the chair, her 
head resting on top of her knees. From the way I 
approached I now knew the answer to my question, 
trimmed. 

The way she was sitting made her fully exposed. I am not 
sure if she realized that her pussy was on full display 
or if she even cared. Her pussy lips were plump, but not 
from arousal, that was their natural state.

I turned around, walked back into the house and up to my 
room. I retrieved a pair of boxer shorts and returned to 
the deck. 

"Jackie, put these on."

She looked up, embarrassed. Her cheeks did not turn red 
since they were already red from her story. She stood, 
turned away from me and slipped on the boxers. "Thank 
you," she said and sat back down. "Mr. Walsh you have 
been very kind and I am sorry that I have bothered you. 
I don't want you involved so I need to leave and figure 
this all out."

I kneeled down in front of her and said, "Jaclyn," I 
reached up and brushed the hair from her face. I could 
tell that her big brown eyes were getting ready to tear 
up. "Let me ask you some questions first, then let me 
see what I can do to help."

I sat back down across from her and thought for a 
moment.

"Was this the first time you have done this?"

"Yes, I was desperate, my rent is due and I am really 
short on the money I need."

I looked at her, "have you asked your parents for help?"

She looked down at her feet; she is curled up in the 
same position as before but now the boxers are covering 
her. "I don't have any parents. I was in and out of 
foster care since I was eight and I moved west when I 
got out of high school. After about three years I moved 
here and decided to try to go to college. I was tired of 
moving around, being homeless and afraid."

"I see," I said. "Have you told anyone else about this? 
How did you come across these people to run drugs for?"

"Well, I called a friend from the last place I lived and 
asked her if she knew of some quick work that I could do 
to make a few hundred dollars. She said she was still 
prostituting, but not on the street anymore she was 
using the internet. I don't want to do that again I 
said."

"Again," I said, apparently out loud though I meant to 
say that to myself.

Jackie looked away, her voice quieted a notch, "Yes, 
again. I am not proud that I did that, I needed to. I 
was on my own and needed to survive. I watched the girls 
around me get hooked on various drugs. I didn't want 
that, that is why I was turned to foster care. My 
parents were addicts."

"I am sorry to hear that Jackie," I said and I genuinely 
meant it.

She turned back to me, she was looking in my eyes, I 
think trying to read me. Her brown eyes were beautiful, 
I stared back. She smiled at me and said, "thank you Mr. 
Walsh."

"No more Mr. Walsh, remember its Mike."

"Ok Mike it is. Anyway my friend told me she was running 
drugs up the interstate and they pay her $300 a trip. I 
needed about $500 to pay my rent and buy some food, so I 
thought two trips would get me back on track. Since it 
is summer my student aid stopped until the fall term. 
The housekeeping agency doesn't pay enough for me to 
live. Being a college town work is hard to find in the 
summer."

That I can understand, about 20,000 students vacate the 
town for the summer. Tourism brings in a few people 
during the summer with all of the outdoor activities but 
those jobs are hard to come by.

"Do these people know where to find you; do they know 
that you live here?"

"I don't think they know unless my friend told them. She 
doesn't know exactly where I live but she does know 
where I go to school."

"Jackie, can I have your phone?"

Jackie got up and went into the house. She retrieved her 
phone and brought it back. I looked at the texts, 
nothing new.

I started typing on her phone, she looked a little 
scared.

**I don't have the drugs anymore, I was being followed 
and flushed them**

We waited, but not for long. A text came back.

I looked at Jackie, "Is this your everyday phone?"

"Yes."

I opened the new text and read it. **BITCH I am at your 
school I only had to hit Caitlyn five times to get her 
to talk I will find you**

I looked back at Jackie, she was standing behind me. She 
wasn't really crying but tears were running down her 
cheeks. Her hands were shaking a little. She reached 
around me; her head rested on my shoulder and said, "I 
am scared."

I turned and started typing again, **what can I do to 
make this right**

Moments later the phone beep, then beeped again.

**I want my drugs $2k or $8k plus $2k for my trouble**

**or I want your ass you are going to work it off**

"Do you have any idea who this guy is?" I asked.

Jackie shook her head.

I put the phone down. Jackie walked over to the railing. 
She looked sick.

"Well we only have one choice to get you out of this," I 
said.

Jackie turned, "I don't have enough money to pay my 
rent, the drugs are gone, so the only choice is to run."

"Well I wasn't thinking that, so I guess you have two 
choices."

Jackie didn't smile, instead she ran into the house and 
into the guest room.

I slowly followed. The door was ajar so I walked in. 
"Oh, sorry," I said. I just as quickly backed up and 
closed the door.

Jackie was naked, from the angle I was at in the door 
way I could only see her from behind. Her long hair 
cascaded forward as she was bent over putting on her 
panties. Her right leg was bent and raised off the 
ground as she put her foot through to one side, her 
pussy on full display once again. Leaning forward her 
breasts swung slightly as she moved. She was in a hurry.

I waited a few moments and knocked.

Jackie opened the door and walked past toward the 
garage. As she walked she was looking in her purse, I 
would assume for her keys. 

I reached in my pocket, grabbed the keys and held the up 
for when she figured why she didn't have them any 
longer.

She turned to face me, "I moved your car, remember?"

She approached me to grab them but I placed them back in 
my pocket. "Jackie, let's talk. Running will not fix 
your problems only postpone them."

"Mr. Walsh..."

Mr. Walsh again I thought.

"I appreciate you letting me stay here last night so I 
could think, but I need to leave, I have no other 
option."

I looked into those brown eyes, "Give me fifteen minutes 
to talk, just fifteen minutes."

With a deep sigh Jackie turned and walked into the 
living room. She plopped herself down in a chair, arms 
crossed and waited.

I followed and sat across from her, "look Jackie, I know 
this is overwhelming, but let's see if we can come up 
with a solution. Maybe we can go to the cops and tell 
them what happened."

"NO! No cops. They will just come after me anyway, if 
not this guy then one of his buddies."

"Ok," I said, "how about we get the money..."

"We? We get the money? I don't have any money."

"I get the money, find a drop site, text this asshole 
and tell him where it is. We watch him get it, take his 
license plate just in case, take a couple pictures and 
drive back up here."

Much calmer Jackie looked me again in the eyes. She has 
such beautiful eyes. "Mr. Walsh, thank you again, but I 
don't want you involved. I have taken care of myself 
this long I will figure it out on my own."

"Jackie, I didn't get this far in life alone," I said. 
"There were many times I needed a little help."

This is not a little help Mr. Walsh, this is a lot of 
money, money I cannot repay."

"We can work something out, a long term loan. You get 
through college, find a job, then we can talk about 
repayment."

Clyde was again sitting next to Jackie, his chin on her 
knee. Jackie was petting him between the ears, thinking.

"Ok Mr. Walsh, I will go with your plan."

"Good, no you're thinking clear." I stood up, "I am 
keeping your keys till we leave just in case you have 
ideas," I said as I walked to my room.

I took a shower, put on fresh clothes and went to my 
office. Jackie was still in the living room with Clyde. 
I opened my safe, counted out $10,000, walked into the 
kitchen and placed the money in a paper bag.

When I turned Jackie was standing behind me. "You have 
$10,000 just laying around?"

"Well you might need it in a hurry," I said.

"For what?" asked Jackie.

"Well... for times like this," I said.

Twenty minutes later we were in town. I drove on the 
highway to the far side by the river and pulled into a 
park. Being Saturday morning the park was well occupied. 
It was little league season and the baseball fields were 
full of kids playing and people in the stands yelling 
and cheering. I got out, placed the bag in a garbage can 
near the parking lot and went back to the car.

I pulled out Jackie's phone, turned to look at her, 
"Monday we are putting you on my plan and changing your 
number." I looked down and starting typing.

**Your money is at Finley Park on the south side of town 
in a garbage can on the east side of the parking lot. It 
is in a brown paper bag**

I drove a few rows back and parked facing the garbage 
can. Jackie's phone beeped.

**Better be BITCH better be all there**

We waited about twenty minutes. An old gold Cadillac 
pulled in with three guys sitting inside. The driver 
pulled up and the passenger in the back jumped out, ran 
to the garbage can and grabbed the bag. They sat there 
for a couple of minutes apparently counting the money. I 
snapped pictures of the car and its passengers. As they 
drove off I snapped a couple more.

The phone beeped once more.

**I better not ever see you again or your ass is mine**

I looked at Jackie and she looked at me. We both gave a 
big sigh and leaned back in our seats.

"You think this is over?" she asked.

"I can only assume so. I doubt they will want to cause 
more trouble since they got their money."

"I hope so."

"You learn anything today?" I asked.

"Yes, a few things. Don't dump someone else's drugs in 
the toilet. Look for possible solutions before you run 
and that you have been very kind and a perfect 
gentleman."

"Perfect is questionable, gentleman... well I try."

"Mr. Walsh ... um I mean Mike, you have been. You 
offered me a place to stay, you talked me through 
options, you covered me up when I was vulnerable, you 
walked out of my room when I was changing and you loaned 
me $10,000."

"We should talk about that," I said I as I started the 
car and drove home.

On the way to the house we stopped by Jackie's apartment 
to gather a few things. She agreed to stay at my place 
for a week until we were sure the guys wouldn't come 
back. We also stopped by the grocery store to pick up 
some food. Jackie offered to pay, but I reminded her she 
needed rent money more than I needed grocery money.

When we arrived home it was after two in the afternoon. 
I was starving. Jackie ran into the kitchen, unpacked 
the groceries and proceeded to make us lunch. Clyde was 
at her side the whole time. I think he likes her and I 
think I like her as well.

Late that afternoon I was outside on the deck enjoying a 
bourbon, Jackie was sitting next to me with a glass of 
wine. Jackie turned her head towards me and said, "I 
could get used to this. Mike, would you mind if I take a 
bath in the master bath? It is so pretty up there with 
the view."

"Not at all Jackie, make yourself at home for the week."

With that she rose and scampered off.

I got up, refilled the bourbon, retrieved a cigar and 
sat back down, an hour later Jackie reappeared.

"I feel much better now."

I turned my head and watched Jackie walk to the railing. 
The sun was almost in the exact place it was yesterday 
when she was standing there wearing only my t-shirt. 
This time however she was not wearing that t-shirt. 
Jackie was wearing a pink camisole. 

The camisole was cut very low in the back, almost to the 
top of her ass. It had thin straps that crossed over the 
opening apparently to keep it from falling off her 
shoulders. Like the night before, the sun shone right 
through the skirt portion that went to mid-thigh. But 
unlike yesterday I could clearing see her sex as she 
leaned forward on the rail.

Jackie flipped her hair as she turned her head back to 
me. She smiled and turned around. The front was equally 
as sexy. She placed her elbows on the railing which 
caused her breasts to push forward. The front of the 
camisole was equally shear and the neck line plunged 
deep into her cleavage. The tops of her breasts were 
uncovered and the lace trim crossed along her nipples. 
The air was not cool, but her nipples were hard. 

I looked father down across her stomach. She has a small 
piercing in her navel. Farther south I could see the 
small triangular patch of hair above her pussy. Oh and 
her pussy, even through the material I could see her 
lips. They were full and inviting.

I stood, my cock throbbing in my shorts, I walked toward 
her. Being a full foot taller she looked up with her 
eyes, her chin still down. I gently reached for her chin 
and lifted it up. Jackie's eyes were half closed. I 
leaned in, her mouth puckered and we kissed.

It was a soft kiss, her lips were moist. My hands 
tilting her face towards mine. I pulled back and looked 
back into those eyes that have had me mesmerized for the 
last 36 hours. Her eye lids were heavy, her body relaxed 
for the first time since she walked in the door.

It felt like I was holding her up by her cheeks. I 
leaned in again and kissed her this time with more 
urgency. I nibbled her lips and sucked them into my 
mouth, first the upper lip then the lower. I opened my 
mouth slightly and pressed her lips with my tongue and 
she responded. Our tongues touched and she let out a 
soft whine. I pulled her in closer as she wrapped her 
arms around my waist and pulled back. My hard cock 
pressed into her torso, her breasts pressed hard against 
my rib cage.

I pulled back again, Jackie was breathing hard. She 
leaned in, rose to her toes and kissed my neck. Her 
hands moved around grabbed my shirt and lifted it over 
my head. She lowered and kissed my chest, her hands 
rubbing all over. She took my right nipple in her mouth 
and flicked her tongue across it, then gently nibbled. 
After a few moments she moved to the left nipple and 
gave it equal attention. Her hands roamed father down to 
the waistband of my shorts, my hands still holding her 
head.

Jackie kissed down my stomach; she found my belly button 
and pressed her tongue into it. Her fingers released the 
button on my shorts with her right hand she pulled down 
the zipper. She put her thumbs in the waistband of my 
shorts and briefs and pulled the down around my ass, my 
hard cock preventing the front form moving. 

I released her head as she knelt on the ground, her head 
even with my cock. Her hands came back around and she 
grabbed the waist band with her left hand and pulled it 
out and down. My cock sprang free and she grabbed it 
with her right hand. She squeezed the base, leaned 
forward and kissed the head with little kisses over and 
over.

I was looking down, my cock pointing straight at her. My 
cock is not overly large, but not small. Her small hand 
made it look bigger. Her left hand was lifting my balls 
and gently squeezing.

She pulled back slightly and looked at me in the eyes. 
She rubbed the head of my cock on her cheeks and across 
her lips. One more time around she stopped, my cock 
resting on her bottom lip as she was gazing into my 
eyes. Then without breaking eye contact she opened her 
mouth and swallowed my cock whole. When she reached the 
base her eyes fluttered the closed.

I let out a gasp. Never has a woman taken me in such a 
manner. I lifted my chin, closed my eyes and pressed 
forward at the hips giving her all of me.

She paused, my cock completely in her mouth, she 
swallowed. The feeling of the tightness in her throat 
was simply amazing. After a moment she pulled away, her 
tongue swirled around the head, then back down till her 
nose pressed against my skin. Over and over she did this 
with a slow agonizing pace. I could feel every ridge in 
her mouth. Every time she moved forward I pressed my 
hips into her.

She this up for about ten minutes, my breathing 
quickened. I was getting closer; I reached down again, 
my hands wrapped in her hair. I was now moving her head 
for her, her hands gripped my ass moving my hips for me. 
Suddenly I pressed forward holding her head, her nose 
pressed against my skin. My cock pulsed in her mouth. 
Jackie's eyes fluttered as my cum jetted down her 
throat. With each pulse over I pulled out slightly and 
pressed forward again as the next jet of cum exploded 
from my cock.

This happened eight times total. Jackie swallowed every 
drop. When I was done I grabbed her arms and lifted her. 
I grabbed her face and kissed her. I whispered in her 
ear breathlessly, "That was simply amazing. I have never 
cum like that before." With that she smiled.

I took Jackie's hand and led her to the chaise lounge. I 
kissed her again and lowered her down. My hands reached 
for her breasts, her nipples were hard. I pinched and 
squeezed, she moaned. Her breasts were slightly bigger 
than my hands, they felt wonderful. 

I laid Jackie down and knelt between her legs. The sun 
behind me was almost gone, but gave enough orange light 
for me to admire her sex. Her lips were more swollen 
then they were the day before, now she was excited. They 
naturally spread as the blood throbbed through causing 
them to turn a darker pink. 

I lowered my face down and gave her a barely there 
gentle kiss. I saw her shiver, she tasted heavenly. I 
inhaled deeply filling my nostrils with her musky scent. 
I looked up at her, her was propping herself up on her 
elbows. Her stomach was taunt and flexed. I lowered down 
farther; eyes still locked on to hers and licked her 
from her rose bud to her clit. Her stomach rippled.

I could not hold back any longer. I closed my eyes and 
starting making love to her with my lips, teeth and 
tongue. I nibbled here, and licked there. She placed her 
feet flat on the chaise; her knees feel to the side. I 
rubbed her clit with my right thumb as I licked around 
and between her lips. With my left thumb I circled her 
rose bud which was moist with her flow of pussy juice.

"Oh, oh, oh, "Jackie was panting. She would hold her 
breath then again, "Oh, oh, oh." And silence. Over and 
over her chant continued as I assaulted her pussy.

As she was getting close she would press down on her 
heels and lift her ass off the chaise. I was still 
rubbing her clit with more pressure. My left thumb 
pressed steady on her rose bud. I continued to lap at 
her sweetness and with one final, "OHhhhhhh GOD! I am 
cumming!" I pressed my thumb into her ass.

Jackie squeaked, held her breath and shook, paused and 
shook. Her eyes were rolled back, her mouth open, 
screaming silently. She lowered her hips back down to 
the chaise and clamped her legs around my head. "Stop," 
she said in a breathy voice. I pushed her knees slightly 
apart and knelt straight up. 

I lifted her ankles and laid her legs straight. I kissed 
her feet, shins and thighs. I skipped past her cunt and 
kissed her belly lifting the camisole as I went. I 
reached her rib cage and lifted the shear material over 
her breasts. I palmed them and rubbed gently.

Jackie's breathing was returning to normal as she lay 
still. I moved my right hand and kissed her left breast, 
and then I moved my left hand and kissed her right 
breast. Her head was flat, eyes looking up at the stars, 
both artificial and real. I looked up and watched her 
nostrils flair. I lifted my head and kissed her neck, 
chin, just below the ear. Jackie wrapped her arms around 
me, I placed hands on her head and kissed her mouth as 
gentle as I could.

She took one last deep breath and exhaled. "I have never 
felt that wonderful in my entire life!"

I kissed her again, stood and took her hand to help her 
up. I placed my right arm behind her shoulders, lowered 
and placed my left hand under her knees and lifted her. 
She wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on 
my chest. I carried her up to my bedroom.

Once in the room I sat her on the bed. I lifted all the 
shades on the windows and the city lights came into 
view. I then opened the windows and the night's fresh 
air came wafting into the room. I returned to Jackie and 
stood in front of her; I reached for the hem of her 
camisole and lifted it over her head.

Jackie leaned back and scooted up to the head of the bed 
resting her head on the pillows. I crawled up following 
her placing my legs on the outside of hers. I lowered 
myself onto my elbows and kissed her lips. She kissed 
back grabbing my face in her hands.

I lowered my cock down and rubbed it along her swollen 
lips. They were still wet with her moisture and saliva. 
My cock slipped effortlessly along her cleft and against 
her clit.

After about fifteen minutes of kissing and rubbing I 
lifted my right leg and she moved her left to the side 
following with the other legs. I lowered again and 
placed my cock between her legs. I pressed forward and 
the tip of my cock slipped into her cunt. I paused and 
she gasped. Jackie pushed down toward me, silently 
urging more of me inside. Looking deep in her eyes I 
pressed forward again, another inch swallowed, and I 
paused again.

I leaned in as she lifted up and we kissed again. With 
that I pressed fully into her, Jackie's breath escaped 
her lips. Slowly I withdrew to the head and just as 
slowly pressed back inside. Our paced slow and loving.

Jackie still grasping my face, we continued to kiss. Our 
tongues danced a tango as my cock rhythmically sawed in 
and out. We continued this for a very long time. The 
passion was intense.

As our bodies were heating up our pace quicken until I 
suddenly stopped. Jackie's eyes opened in a flash and I 
grinned. I removed my cock from inside her and she 
whimpered. I lifted my legs one at a time to the outside 
of each of hers. I reached down around her waist and 
flipped her over. Jackie giggled, then said, "I love a 
strong man who is in control."

Grabbing a pillow from the bed I again lifted her hips 
and slid the pillow under, with that her ass raised up. 
What a beautiful sight. I scooted down the bed, my knees 
on each side of her feet. I grabbed an ass cheek with 
each hand and spread wide. I licked her pussy again and 
again, Jackie groaned. I searched and searched her 
insides again until she was wriggling under me.

At that moment I moved slightly forward and plunged my 
tongue into her sweet rose bud. I wiggled my tongue 
around and moved it in and out. She pressed her ass into 
my face as I continued my attack. Finally I rose, 
scooted forward again until my knees pressed into the 
side of her hips, my ankles at her knees.

I leaned down, pulled Jackie's hair aside and kissed her 
neck then nibbled her ear. I told her to cross her 
ankles and lifted off of her. I grabbed my cock, pointed 
it down and entered her cunt in one long thrust.

Jackie's head raised, she inhaled and held her breath. I 
pressed both palms into the small of her back making the 
angle greater. I started thrusting slow and picked up my 
pace. After a short time my hips were thrashing quickly. 
I pulled out to the head of my cock and buried myself 
completely. At this angle I was able to bottom out 
completely hitting her cervix with each thrust. 

Each time I entered she groaned, "Oh God, Oh yes, Oh 
God, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh."

I continued my assault from behind, Jackie screamed, 
"OHHH GOD, I'M CUMMMMING!!!"

With that I pressed my right thumb deep into her rose 
bud, Jackie shook violently.

Sweat was dripping from my forehead and my chest. 
Jackie's back glistened with her own sweat.

Jackie was entering a second orgasm as I tried to push 
deeper inside her, faster and faster. Her cunt was on 
fire, I could feel the heat. With one final thrust I 
buried all my length into her sopping cunt. My cock 
pulsing, Jackie's head arched up, her ass pressed back 
and she froze.

As the stream of my cum came to an end I held myself 
into Jackie as she shook with convulsions. Finally she 
relaxed and collapsed on the bed, I collapsed on top of 
her. I grabbed her hands undermine and fanned them out 
to our sides, my weight on hers, our breathing hard.
 
After a moment I rolled off of her, she rose to her 
elbows, leaned over and kissed me, then kissed me again. 
She laid her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm 
around her then we drifted off the sleep.

I awoke the next morning with the sun shining in from 
the open windows. Jackie's head was bobbing up and down 
on my hard cock. I looked down; she paused, lifted, 
smiled and said, "good morning." Then she went back to 
it. I didn't last long. I lifted my hips and came, she 
paused, pressing her nose to my skin and swallowed. She 
waited until my hips dropped down to the mattress, 
crawled up to my face and kissed me. Then she was off, 
giggling.

I got up and went into the bathroom, washed and put on 
some sweat pants. I walked to the kitchen; the smell of 
fresh coffee filled my senses. Jackie filled me a cup, 
she was still naked.

The week she was supposed to only stay went quickly. 
Needless to say she didn't leave. 

Jackie finished college and took part time work at a 
shelter helping troubled youth. I still worked part time 
with my consulting business.

I lavished Jackie with gifts and spoiled her with love. 
I was in love. I treated her as the princess I saw in 
her and she in return kept me full of youth. Our house 
became clothing optional, I loved watching her parade 
around in nothing but a smile. 

I can say that the debt she owned was paid back with a 
million percent interest.

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. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
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