An Ordinary Man's Life

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Dear Readers,

First of all, please let me explain the long laps of time between chapter two and three. I was ill for some time, nothing serious, but it kept me away from writing and afterwards I lost some motivation to continue with it. It took some time to rekindle my interest in writing. Furthermore during this time I lost my two editors for reasons unknown. Therefore this chapter three has been only partially edited. I had to finish it by myself. Sorry for any mistake! Please keep in mind you are reading a German author. At the moment I AM searching for a new editor. That isn't an easy task, I assure you. In case someone of you is interested please let me know. Last but not least, many thanks for your patience.

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With a little trepidation, she sat down on the bench; he followed her. Tenderly he took her head in his hands and said, ʺSamantha, you did nothing wrong. Believe me, I'm not angry. I still like you. In fact, would you mind if I kissed you? ʺ

Wordlessly she nodded her head, and they gently kissed. Her father wasn't expected home before 5.30 p.m., and her mother wouldn't mind.

ʺNow you can see I'm not mad at you. I was just a little surprised it was Jacob, that prick, who fucked you. I don't mind that you felt horny and wanted to be fucked. I'm just curious how it happened.ʺ He could see she was a little bit surprised, but happy with his reaction.

Hesitantly, she told him. ʺHe saw us part Friday at Denny's and waited for me at my car. I don't like him, because he is one of the bad boys I usually avoid like the plague, but I was in a strange mood and I answered his question about your and my date that evening. I simply told him we canceled it, without going into the reasons. Then, he told me about one of these end-of-school parties he was going to later, and asked me to go with him. You know I'm only allowed to date on Fridays, and I said yes. Then the shit began.ʺ

Samantha told him the party was held at home of one of Jacob's rich friends. There were about 30 people around and she confessed it at first had been fun, and that they drank more than their share of alcohol. The host's parents were on vacation and they had the whole house for themselves. Some of the girls dumped their bikinis and jumped naked into the pool, followed by some of the guys. She had resisted the urge to participate; she worried that the party was spinning out of control, all the more so when she saw a couple fucking in the pool.

An hour later she was tipsy enough that the unimaginable happened; she shared kisses with Jacob. Unfortunately, she quickly discovered he was a good kisser, and her body reacted accordingly. She admitted that the kissing, and then fondling, had made her horny as hell. It had been too long since her last fuck, with Jack. As a result, she agreed to bang Jacob in one of the unoccupied spare rooms, but even before they fucked, she already was regretting it. Jacob's clumsy groping while she was trying to undress had really turned her off.

ʺI hope you had at least a little fun with him, after having to put up with that, ʺ Todd cheekily said.

Samantha got tears in her eyes again. ʺI can't believe I was such a fool. It was a waste of time; no, it was worse than a waste of time. He was a complete, selfish prick. I wasn't really wet anymore when he entered me. He had to use lube to get into me properly, and he came after two or three minutes of pathetic fucking. And then he had the nerve to say, 'That was a good fuck, wasn't it?' Leastwise, there was a half bath I could use to wash his cum from my pussy. Afterward, he acted like I wasn't even there. He'd scored with me, so I'd served my purpose. I called a cab and went home.ʺ

ʺWho told you he bragged to his teammates about his conquest? ʺ

ʺIt was Linda, one of my classmates. I wished the ground would open and swallow me up. I couldn't go to school today. I was too much agitated. My mother called in and said I was ill.ʺ

He held her in his arms while she wept for some minutes, whispering soothing words to her.

ʺTodd, you are such a good guy; I don't deserve you, ʺ Samantha blurted out.

ʺNo, no, no, let me tell you something, and you may change your opinion. I'm not a virgin anymore. I have been having sex with a woman all this past week.ʺ

It was like a bolt from the blue for Samantha, and her whole body jerked.

ʺHow and why? ʺ She managed to ask.

ʺBelieve me, it wasn't my idea. I told my father about the prom date and what would happen afterward. He sensed my trepidation, and reacted straightaway: when he sees a problem, he wants to solve it. He engaged a female sex therapist for me, to get rid of my sex jitters. What can I say? She was more than successful. Maybe you should try the 'new and improved' Todd. I would like it. I want us to be friends with benefits.ʺ

Her jaw dropped in astonishment. It was a moment before she recovered enough to speak.

ʺYou mean you want to have sex with me? I assume your sex therapist is a highly experienced woman; otherwise she couldn't do her job. I'm afraid you would be disappointed with me.ʺ

ʺNo, Sweetheart, you could never really disappoint me, because disappointing me would mean I have a preconceived opinion about what our sex together would be like. I'm just crazy to make love with you. Let's discover how much we can enjoy each other in the sack. Whatever one of us doesn't know, the other can teach...or, we can both learn together. I'm not afraid to experiment, and I'll bet you aren't, either.ʺ

ʺHow could we...where and when could we...do it? Plus, I'm already not too keen on going to school tomorrow, with all the gossips around. How's it going to look after letting Jacob fuck me at the party, it looks to everyone like I'm a slut.ʺ

ʺDon't worry, Honey. I don't care what they think and you shouldn't either. I've already got a solution for that problem. I'll fetch you tomorrow morning at your home and, after parking the car, we will walk hand in hand as the well and truly happy couple to our lockers, and we will kiss on the lips, flaunting the fact that it isn't allowed. We just have to make it a short kiss, which, I assure you, won't be very easy for me with you, my dear. And, I suggest that, after school, we make love together for the very first time.ʺ

ʺOh my God, Todd, I would really like to do that, and I hope it will kill all the scuttlebutt around. I downright hope everyone around school will think we already were having sex together, and that I 'slipped' with Jacob because he got me drunk. Do you have any idea how we can be alone together? Is your home an option? ʺ

ʺNo Darling, that's not a possibility. Every Tuesday a cleaning crew, usually two or three women, occupy our home for three hours, from 2 pm to 5 pm. A friend of my dad, a retired Major from the service, always keeps an eye on them. They learned early from him to be careful and to do a good job, and telling them to skip one of the bedrooms would seem like a big deal. But, my dad's company has two condos available for customers who need to stay longer than just one or two days. For tax purposes it is cheaper for the company to have those accommodations available than to rent a hotel room. At the moment, both condos are vacant.ʺ

ʺYour dad doesn't mind if we use one of the condos? ʺ

ʺNo, he told me I could. The condos are looked after by a maintenance man and his wife. They clean, launder, and stock the fridge for the visitors. Tuesday mornings and Thursday mornings are their working hours. We just have to change the sheets afterward, and put the used ones in the laundry basket.

He could see her eyes sparkle. ʺI can hardly wait to screw you, Todd. Thank you very much for your patience with me.ʺ

They talked a little longer, exchanged another deep kiss and parted half an hour later.

Back home, during dinner and afterward, he could easily tell how excited Andromeda was when she talked about her new job. He saw that it caused his dad to chuckle. This truly was a winning arrangement for everyone involved. Todd was pleased with his first love.

Later, in their room, between two exciting lovemaking sessions, one with her on top and one in the missionary position, he told Andromeda what he had planned with Samantha for the next day. He asked Andromeda whether she was truly comfortable with the prospect.

ʺOf course I am. Who am I to forbid you having fun at your age? Sow your wild oats as much as you can. Youth is over quicker than you may think, at your age. Older men told me how jealous they are about the young generation. They never had sex parties at college, and there weren't many girls around high schools and colleges who wanted to fuck, like today.ʺ

Todd showed her how much he loved her during their missionary fuck.

At exactly the right time next morning, he rang the bell at Samantha's home. Her mother opened the door and smiled.

She quickly said, ʺThank you, Todd for making my daughter happy again. She told me you two wanted to talk again after school, and she wouldn't be home before six-thirty. That's okay with me. Just, please, be nice to her.ʺ

She didn't know HOW nice he would be to her.

Samantha walked out the door, radiant with joy, and gave him a quick kiss. Her father was already at work, and her mother just smiled. Yes, she liked this young man.

The couple jumped into his car and drove to school.

There, they made their great appearance, like Hollywood stars on the red carpet. Hand in hand, they walked from the parking lot to the front door of the school, grinning the whole way. They kissed two times, without any teacher in sight. None of it was lost on their schoolmates. Initially, everyone in the vicinity was speechless, struck dumb with astonishment. However, in a few seconds their tongues would be wagging, and word of the couple's display would be rippling across the campus. They had achieved their goal.

At lunch break it seemed the whole school was back to normal. It also seemed that Jacob was trying to make himself almost invisible.

As often was the case, Roger was the one who wanted to know for sure what was going on, and he didn't mince his words. ʺYou two look extraordinarily happy. I can't help to suspect you had sex together. Did you? ʺ

ʺMaybe, ʺ Samantha said, and then chuckled. Todd just laughed.

The dust had settled when, after school, they walked hand in hand back to the parking lot. Todd already had the spare keys for condo no. 5 in his pocket.

They drove to the complex where his father's company owned the two condos, arriving at a quarter past 3 p.m. The building was only ten years old, with 15 condos, on three floors. Number 5 was on the first floor, at the end of the right hallway.

The porter waved his hand with a knowing smile on his face. Todd's dad had already informed him.

Inside the condo Todd said, ʺLook around, and I'll get us something to drink.ʺ

The condo was not large, but easily could accommodate two people in comfort. There was a decent sized living room with a table, one couch, and two chairs, a nice bathroom, a bedroom with a king-size bed, and a kitchen with all the necessary equipment.

When Samantha came out of the bedroom, Todd was sitting on the couch, with a bottle of Piccolo sparkling wine and two glasses on the table.

He asked nonchalantly, ʺIs this ok? I thought we should christen our 'friends with benefits' agreement.ʺ

Samantha laughed, and lifted her glass in a toast to their new relationship.

They alternately sipped wine and kissed, as Todd began to unbutton Samantha's modest yet charming blouse, which, in accordance with the high school dress code, showed no cleavage and was non-transparent. She let him do it without resistance or any sign of having second thoughts. Also per the dress code, she was wearing a bra under her blouse, but it was made of flimsy blue lace, and was far sexier than anything intended by school officials.

The very first moment her bra appeared, it was apparent to Todd that she wore it only to comply with the rules, and not because her tits needed any artificial support. They stood out proudly, on their own, without hint of sagging.

Samantha smiled proudly in response to his obvious admiration, and offered, ʺHelp me take it off, and you can touch them; I want you to enjoy them.ʺ

That he intended to do. While she removed her blouse and put it carefully aside, Todd had a chance to take a closer look at the territory he was about to explore. He realized her breasts were a little smaller than Andromeda's, but their size was more than sufficient for his taste, and their perkiness was exciting, in its own way.

He leaned forward and reached around behind her, found the bra clasp, and unhooked it quickly. At first, the spaghetti straps left the bra suspended in place, but Samantha didn't delay in slipping free from them and laying the bra atop her discarded blouse.

Displayed in their naked glory, the two full, round, firm globes, highlighted by their pink areolas and nipples, were awe inspiring. Like the Grand Canyon, this was a view he didn't believe he ever could forget or grow tired of.

They were gorgeous. They were perfect. They were so big and so round and capped with such pretty nipples. He started salivating at the mere sight of them.

ʺBeautiful, Samantha. Absolutely fucking beautiful! ʺ He said, and then explored her now naked orbs with care and precision. As they continued to kiss, Todd felt Samantha's nipples harden under the palms of his hands.

The young woman felt her pussy getting soaking wet as Todd started to gently tweak her hard nipples between his fingers. It was a completely different experience than last Friday. Todd didn't act like he was in a hurry to fuck and get it over with. The realization and contrast heightened her own desire for him, and her need to be fucked became more powerful and urgent.

This time, it was she who wished to speed things along, though not because she was in a hurry to get things over with; far from it! ʺHoney, you are making me incredibly horny, just from caressing my boobs. I almost can't wait any longer. My pussy is leaking like a faucet. A little longer and my jeans will be wet, too.ʺ

ʺThen we should do something about it. Please stand up.ʺ

Todd unclasped the top button of her jeans, and then pulled down the zipper. They were tight, butt-accentuating jeans, and he at first struggled to pull them over her luscious hips and firm, round ass. From then on, it was easy to pull the jeans down her toned thighs and calves, and to then hold them down, to let Samantha step out of them. As she then draped them over one of the chairs, Todd surveyed the newly revealed territory.

Not much...or really any...of her ass remained unconcealed, because she wore blue string bikini panties that must have come with the bra. From the rear, there were strings that converged at, and then ran between, her ass cheeks; the rest was Samantha.

We already know Todd wasn't really a fan for thongs and strings. He made a mental note to buy her some sexy panties. However, even he had to admit to himself that her behind was itself nothing less than a piece of art.

She turned around, and his eyes confirmed her description of her condition—the bottom of the inverted triangle of blue lace and silk was notably darker than the rest of it and the strings.

ʺTake them off, Honey, ʺ he commanded. In a second, she stripped off her panties, revealing what he had both suspected and hoped—her delta and puffy lips were totally devoid of hair or even any suggestion of razor burn; it was smooth, unblemished perfection. As Samantha stood before him, completely naked, Todd's eyes took in her entire body. He marveled that she was even more beautiful than he had realized. If Andromeda was a ten, then Samantha was easily a nine.

His cock was already rock hard in his slacks, a fact that didn't slip Samantha's attention.

ʺMy God, there is something big in your slacks, which seems to want to break free. I think I should help liberate it, before it hurts itself, or rips your pants! ʺ

She came to him, and he smelled it again! That unique aroma of a woman in arousal. A mixture of her perfume and the scent of a cunt in heat. Just heavenly!

Before attending to his pants, Samantha pulled Todd's polo shirt over his head, folded it, and started a clothing pile separate from her own. Then, she opened the front claps and zipper of his slacks. Todd raised his ass from the couch, to facilitate her efforts to remove both his slacks and boxer briefs, but the rampant monster springing from between his legs was an impediment. Wanting neither to risk injury to it nor to any further delay her gratification, Samantha reached one hand under Todd's briefs, and took the matter in hand.

Another time, she might have allowed paused to enjoy the tactile sensations transmitted by her fingers, but she was impatient. She hurriedly pushed the randy beast down, out of the way, while using her other hand pull Todd's briefs over its length and tip. She then released her grasp and used both hands to finish removing his pants and briefs, leaving him naked, except for his socks. He removed those while she folded his pants and added them and the boxer briefs to his clothing pile. At no time did her eyes actually shift from his cock, which remained at a position of attention; but Todd didn't notice that—he was too enthralled with the view of her gorgeous, jiggling breasts.

ʺTodd, believe me; I knew you would be big. A guy like you just couldn't have an average cock. It's impossible. Maybe I dreamed about it, or maybe I had some kind of precognition, but I just KNEW. I can't wait to have you in my pussy, but there's something I have to do first.ʺ

She knelt before him and took his cock in her hands, with a degree of patience that surprised herself, examined its length and thickness with rapt attention, all the while taking care not to swallow. Finally, she spat a generous quantity of saliva into her right palm, and rolled his glans in it. She gasped, and then looked up at him. ʺIt's so...hot! ʺ She spit more saliva into her palm, and began to run her hand up and down his length. She was gripping him with just the right pressure, and her hands felt exquisitely soft against his sensitive skin. As he watched her, he saw, reflected in her eagerness and fascination, her hand and fingers were conveying through his cock. He liked it. A lot.

ʺTodd, your cock is not only big, it's beautifully proportioned, and with the thick veins and generous glans, it's like an artfully detailed sculpture from a master designer. I have to taste it.ʺ

With a quick motion of her head she took him into her mouth, as best his dimensions would allow, and started a first rate blow job. It was incredibly exciting. Though he detected immediately that, while she wasn't as experienced and confident as Andromeda, she was no less effective. Hell, it was the beautiful, lovely Samantha who was working her mouth on his cock. Most of the guys at school would give their eye teeth to get a BJ from this girl. If someone would have told Todd a month back that this would be happening, he would have told them they were insane.

And what was much more important, she wasn't doing it just for him. No, she was enjoying it, too.

Todd had his hands in her luscious hair and was caressing her scalp, without using any pressure. He hated porn where the guys pushed the head of the women down on his cock, gagging her. He suspected that guys like that didn't really like women, and probably weren't really secured in their own sexuality. Todd wasn't into phony machismo, or doing things TO a woman; Todd was into the joy of sharing warm, wet, passionate sex WITH a woman...over and over again.

He didn't try to prolong the blow job, neither having the will to hold back nor wishing to unduly strain Samantha's jaw muscles, which were stretched to accommodate his girth. After ten wonderful minutes, he announced he was going to cum.