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The sun is warm today and the sky is clear. In the distance, I can hear the waves crashing on the shore. As I look out the kitchen window, I see her lying by the pool.
My mind slips back to the dream I had last night.
She is there lying next to me. We are trading soft, wet kisses to each other's body, her hands exploring. They find my hard throbbing cock. Standing at attention, and aching for attention. My heart begins to race like the engine of a fine-tuned car. Blood flows through my veins like the swollen Rivers of the Amazon. I cannot take it any longer I feel as if I am going to explode and then it happens like so many nights before, I awake alone.
Today is the day either I have her the way I want her, the way I feel it should be or I'm alone without her forever.
I am in love with her and I am going to show her. It might get me fired but as I have always said, "it's better to have tried and failed than to have never tried at all." After all this is paradise, a place where dreams can come true and anything can happen.
It has been two years since my obsession began. That first day I saw her, I remember it well. As I approached the front door, I felt my heart pounding and my stomach begin to tighten.
I thought this is it, "If I could just secure this position with the widow as her full time personal assistant." It would mean I could live here in paradise forever, my dream come true.
I had heard she was a stunning young woman, auburn hair, eyes of emerald green, and a body that....well I did say this was paradise. I had never seen her for myself.
I kept telling myself "It does not matter you will just work for her and be at her beckon call." I had to get a grip this was not a date. If all went well she was going to be my new boss.
As she opened the door, it hit like a mountaintop erupting for the first time. There before me stood the goddess of my dreams. She was about 5 foot tall. Her ass was full and round and connected to one of the best Timex bodies, I have ever seen. She could definitely take a licking and keep on ticking. Her auburn hair shimmered in the sunlight, almost touching her shoulders. The most beautiful emerald eyes, that seemed to look right into my soul. She had beautiful firm tits, a nice full "c" cup. The perfect size all I could think of was "Holly shit. She is beautiful, and I want her, I want so god damn bad."
I had never felt like this before especially at first site. Could it be? Damn it Mallory get a grip!
I said, "Hello Ms. Brooks, my name is Mallory, I called you about the personal assistant position you have".
"Oh yes, please come in" she said. I noticed her face seemed to light up with a smile that could melt the glaciers.
Looking back, I think, how I had watched her blossom. What began as a wilted rose of a person turned into a beautiful bouquet. The way she was before the tragic accident ended her husband's life too early.
I remember the many nights, holding her while she wept of his death, encouraging her.