Alban Hethering, Head Bookkeeper at the Purbright, Dovecote & Dimbleby Security Systems & Burglar Alarm Emporium showed up at Thelma Tydemann's door with false confidence.
Alban was quite excited about his date with Thelma...
Oh, she was chesty, and had those full glossed lips.
She was a hot one! He had been going out with her on and off for a few months, but quite often she would get sick of him.
Then Alban would have to send her gifts and call her, and be really romantic to entice her back to him.
But tonight for the first time she was going to have him come to her apartment for dinner!
As Alban knocked on the door, his arms full of roses; he wondered anxiously what would go on.
They'd fooled around in his car quite extensively, but she always seemed to push him away at the crucial moment... and he knew she dated other men!
But the door opened and Thelma greeted Alban with an effusive kiss.
"Hey there, cutie!" She took the flowers and looked quite thrilled.
She looked absolutely stunning...her big boobs were obviously being supported in one of those push-up bras.
Yes, and tightly encased in a sexy burgundy velour top with a plunging cleavage.
Thelma's lips were glossed dark red as were her nails to match the top, and there was a hint of Chanel No. 5.
"I'm so glad you're here, Alban. God, I've thought about you all week!"
That was curious, Alban thought, since she never answered 90 % of my calls.
But hey, he wasn't going to argue, right?
They chatted through dinner and then relaxed with wine on her sofa, and he took her hand experimentally.
"You know, Alban" Thelma said, with a cheery smile,
"My boss, Darrell, has the funniest relationship with his wife...she keeps him in a chastity belt!
And she rations out sex to him just a little at a time, and it gives her time for her for boyfriends and other lovers—
Yes, she loves Darrell, but he's not really enough for her, if you know what I mean—
Right, and so she kind of takes charge of their sex life, and has him be of maximum use to her."
Alban's head cocked as he gazed at Thelma.
"That's interesting" he said, a little nervously.
"What an interesting way to have a relationship."
He felt a tap at his crotch, and apparently Thelma had taken her foot out of her shoe, and was poking her stockinged toes into his crotch.
As Thelma rubbed Alban's covered penis with her toe, she continued talking.
"And you know, I was thinking a lot about us.
You and I have been dating on and off for about seven or eight months now, and often you complain that I don't have enough time for you, what with my other boyfriends and all that—and I love being with you!"
The toes were prodding Alban's pants a little more.
Thelma reached over, and Alban watched in astonishment as her long red nails unzipped his pants, and pulled out his little white penis.
"We have such fun—going to political events, the science lectures, enjoying your opera season tickets.
Yes, visiting the Botanical Gardens, attending the ballet, hitting the Van Gogh exhibit at Buttermilk Gallery, and having a little din-din around town."
As Thelma spoke, she stroked Alban's cock which grew longer and thicker in her delicate palm.
Deftly, she took her other hand and undid his buttons and removed his trousers, underpants and shoes.
Alban got up and reached for her, but Thelma pushed him back on the couch and continued massaging his organ, signaling for him to undo his shirt.
Alban was a little embarrassed that he was now completely naked and she was still clothed.
Alban had never seen Thelma unclothed, but he was quite aroused at the same time.
"But you know Alban, I also need my he-men, like my friend DeRoy, who takes me to rap concerts and football games and truck shows...
DeRoy fucks me on the swings at midnight at the children's playground... he makes me scream, Alban.
And I need that, too!"
Alban's eyes grew big as Thelma leaned over, the tops of her full breasts almost in his face as she continued to stroke his bulbous cock.
He began breathing heavily, and she playfully licked her glossed lips at him!
Thelma's red-tipped fingers rubbed and stroked his bulging penis, and her other hand played with his balls.
He was getting quite excited, but it disturbed him what she was saying about DeRoy.
The fact was, a lot of the time Thelma pushed Alban away when he tried to make love to her.
Yes, and she told him he "objectified" her too much.
She often had spent time complaining to Alban about her married lovers, and how guys like DeRoy were inattentive to her unless they got their sex...
And so this was very unusual.
"I know you have complained about being in the 'Friend Zone' a lot, Alban, and that can be sad for a guy...
But I am starting to think about settling down, and I think I'd like to settle down with you, but with a few codicils."
Thelma began stroking Alban's dick faster and faster now, and he was gasping.
She really knew how to give a hand job! He tried to rise.
"Thelma, why don't we make love, since I'm so excited...why don't you take off your clothes?"
SLAP! Thelma's hand crashed against Alban's jaw, and he lay back again, and a tear rolled down his plump cheek.
"You see, Alban...that's the problem.
You have all these irrational biological urges.
You want to take advantage of me when I'm trying to give you a little treat. I think I may have to NOT marry you, and break up with you and find someone else."
"No no...please, Thelma.
Don't do that. I'm really sorry. Please give me another chance."
Alban begged. "I'll do anything. You're so sexy and wonderful, and I can't live without you."
He continued to implore her, and finally Thelma smiled reluctantly.
