All characters in all scenes are over the age of 18. All encounters are consensual.
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Ben's alarm clock went off with a shriek at seven o'clock sharp. He fumbled in the darkness to turn it off and then reached over for Leslie. He remembered with a chuckle that she had probably already been at the office for hours.
It was cute how proactive she was at her job, and he knew that today she would be especially busy preparing to give a big presentation to the mayor's office. He rolled over and rubbed his face into her pillow. It always carried the fresh scent of her lavender shampoo, and another scent that was distinctly feminine.
He breathed in deeply and felt his cock hardening, and he remembered how eager she'd been last night. Soon the crotch of his striped gray sleeping pants was straining at the seams, and he moaned as he squeezed his rod softly for the first time.
Leslie wasn't the most fit, or traditionally beautiful of the women he'd been with, but she was certainly one of the most energetic. The first time they'd made love was an experience he'd never forget.
As the memory played across his mind, he slipped his cock and balls over the waistband of the pants and gave himself a few slow strokes.
His cockhead was uncut, and swollen to a bright red as he gently pulled his foreskin over it again and again. He had imagined Leslie would be shy the first time they had sex. Instead she showed the same intensity she gave her work at the parks department. She'd started off by practically ripping his clothes off, and had gotten to work on him fast.
They had been making out passionately in his bed, awash in the victory of getting Pawnee chosen as the host city for the Indiana Little League championships. He was naked and working on at least getting her breasts out, when the buxom blonde pushed him into the bed and nibbled her way down his body to his erection. Her hot breath on his neck, then his chest, then his crotch had driven him crazy.
She had spent a few moments just licking the slit on his cockhead, and he moaned as she tasted the bead of precum quivering there. He had tried to push his hips up towards her mouth, but she had quickly leaned back, an impish look on her face, and let him groan in frustration.
He'd been almost past his limit just anticipating her next move, when without warning she slid his entire member into her hot mouth in one quick stroke. His brain almost couldn't handle the pleasure that rocketed through his body from his cock like a bolt of lightning. He cried out, and she had held completely still with her nose buried into his pubic hair, her lips tight around his base, and his cock head smashed against the back of her throat.
He had desperately tried to stop himself from cumming. How embarrassing would it be to be finished already, on the very first feel of her tight, wet mouth? His cock twitched, and started throbbing uncontrollably. He was sweating with the effort of holding back.
It all happened in the space of just a few seconds. Leslie had thought the danger had passed, and he'd be able to take some movement...she was wrong. She gave one soft suck and it was all over.
The orgasm he'd been holding back broke through the dam and rocketed down Leslie's throat. He hadn't had time for a warning, he just let out squirt after hot squirt of jizz inside of her. He hadn't realized how tight his eyes were shut and how powerfully he'd clenched his muscles until his body had started relaxing. It had felt like he'd been cumming for hours.
Luckily, instead of being disappointed with him, Leslie looked pleased. "Your face looked so cute when you were trying to hold back. I'm sorry Ben, I just couldn't help myself!" She'd told him, a few strands of pale blonde hair falling into her face.
He'd sighed and smiled at her. After that, the night had been a blur. She had him cum twice more before morning, once deep inside her pussy, and the next unto her chin as she pumped him between her soft white breasts.
Thinking back to that night had him on the very edge again. Right before he shot off he remembered the look of surprise on her face when he'd jizzed up onto her chin. The motion she'd used pumping him with her rack was too much for him, even after cumming twice. He pulled up his shirt and groaned loudly as he squirted across his flat stomach.
Line after line of sticky white cum crossed his abs as his balls nuzzled up tightly under his cock. "UGH!" He felt the last contractions almost as strongly as his first, and he took a deep breath when it was over. Then he took off his shirt, threw it into the laundry basket by the bed, and went to take a shower.
As the hot water sloughed down his body he couldn't help but feel lucky. He had a great life, and a great girlfriend, and after years of searching for happiness, he knew he was finally headed in the right direction.
The workday is going by pretty fast.
He thought with a smile, as he made his way down the main corridor of Pawnee City Hall. Even the gruesome Wamapoke murals didn't seem as unsettling as usual to him today.
He was supposed to be meeting Chris in five minutes, and hoped the city manager wasn't held up with a citizen. Ever since Chris announced his initiative for the government to be more involved with the public, he was almost always stuck chatting with someone or other, even if he already had plans. Chris Traeger was positive almost to a fault, and didn't have the heart to tell people no, even if it meant Ben waiting an extra hour to have lunch with him.
Today, he was surprised to see April filling in at her old position as Chris's assistant and sitting at the desk outside his door.
"Good Morning, April. I'm supposed to be meeting Chris for-" Ben started.
"He's busy." She cut him off and gave him one of those long stares that always kind of creeped him out.
"Um...do you know how long he'll be?" She just continued to stare silently into his soul. "Okay nevermind...just tell him I'll come back later and-"
Ben was cut off again, but this time by the door swinging open and Chris leading a woman out of his office. It was Ben's turn to stare. He froze, gazing at her with his mouth slightly open.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Morrison! It was a pleasure meeting you, and I promise we will get this situation sorted out as quickly as possible!" Chris said as he shook her hand in farewell. He noticed Ben standing outside the door. "Ben! You are the EXACT person I was hoping to run into!"
Chris greeted him with a huge smile and his signature zest for life. "Let's grab lunch! I'm absolutely famished, and there's a new place I want to try-" He finally noticed that Ben wasn't listening. Ben hadn't even looked his way since he'd locked eyes with Mrs. Morrison.
"C-Cindy?" Ben's voice shook. The woman before him was someone he never thought he'd see again. She was tall, in her early thirties, with long dark hair, and a look of equal shock on her face. He hadn't seen her since he was eighteen, back in his hometown of Partridge, Minnesota. Back then he had thought she was the love of his life.
