The Adventures of Jason, Teenage Stud
Chapter 10
A Complete Stranger
By Western Tiger
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This series takes place in 2012 and traces the growth of a shy young male teenager with extraordinary physical gifts as he grows into manhood and begins to realize his sexual power. It is meant as fantasy and fun. Each story is stand alone, but to get his full adventure read the entire series. All the characters in this story are 18 years old and of legal age
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Her name was Mandy, short for Amanda. She was 5'8, with long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and green eyes. She was 36, a mother of two small boys, and married to a personal injury attorney who was out of town getting depositions in a town 200 miles away. Her husband had just recently opened his practice after being a partner in a much larger firm in Tallahassee and she was working as his legal secretary and receptionist. She had just finished showing me around their offices near to the town square and she had no clear idea why she was doing that.
She had just stopped talking and was staring at me with a blank confusion on her face. She knew that she had invited me up to their office even though her husband was out of town, but the reason for her inviting me completely eluded her. It was then that I realized that what Aunt Vicki had told me about my innate ability to somehow short circuit the common sense in some women from their desire was true.
Mandy was a lovely woman and had an outstanding figure. She had medium sized breasts and a fantastic ass. I had caught a glimpse of her great legs as we sat at the lunch counter where I had met her. She was wearing a yellow floral sundress that buttoned up the front showing just a bit of cleavage, and she had left the bottom three buttons undone causing the front of her dress to part exposing her legs up to her mid-thigh. The dress was held up by two thin spaghetti straps and hugged her in all the right places. Not too tight but just tight enough. She wore a pair of golden Roman sandals.
I had finished my bout of intense, savage sex with Emma the lifeguard in the humid pump room at the city municipal swimming pool. Emma had been my first test case to see if what my Aunt Vicki had told me the night before was true; that when I turned my considerable sexual energy onto a woman almost no one could deny me. She said it was the same effect that my father had had on women, she just thought it was stronger in me than it had been in him.
Yet Emma had been an easy conquest. I already knew that she wanted to be with me so the only test for me was for me to see how fast I could get her to take her clothes off and fuck me. As soon as Aunt Vicki and Diane had left that morning and Mom had gone to work, I jumped on my bike and rode over to the pool. It was about 9:30 AM, and the pool had just opened. Emma was washing off the cement around the pool with a water hose wearing her lifeguard swimsuit and a hoodie. I had followed her into the tool shed where I had kissed her and fondled her, and quickly convinced her to meet me in the pump room once she had caught a glimpse of the huge item that lives in my pants. Also, Vicki had told me that I could treat a woman almost any way that I wanted, and she would still want to have more sex with me. To test that theory, I had roughly fucked Emma senseless and had cum all over her, then left her on that cum stained mattress without even saying goodbye. Fifteen minutes later, when I saw a freshened-up Emma back in the lifeguard stand, she had smiled and winked at me, and I knew that what my aunt had said was true.
The sense of power and possibility even after that hot sex with Emma made me horny as hell. However, I had not tried this newfound power on a stranger yet. I had managed to seduce Goth Girl, but I had no idea how or why that had happened. As I rode off on my bicycle, I tried to think of where I could meet somebody at 1:30 in the afternoon on a Monday. Maybe over at the college, but it was shut down for at least another week. I could always meet somebody at the mall but that was 10 miles away. Maybe downtown? There would be secretaries and people who worked at offices in the stores downtown around the square or maybe a waitress getting off work. Not knowing where else to meet a stranger and convince them to have sex with me by the force of my personality, which seemed a strange concept to me even considering that it seemed to work, I opted for downtown.
The downtown square of my small town was about a 15-minute ride from the municipal pool. Like most downtown areas in small cities, the area had fallen onto tough times when all the businesses moved out to the mall, but recently new restaurants and businesses had started to occupy the abandoned shops and revitalize the downtown area. There were bike racks placed on every block that's surrounded the square, so I parked mine and locked it. I began walking around not knowing exactly what I was looking for but having a feeling that it would come to me when I saw it, and I was hungry after the intense session that I'd had with Emma. As I walked around the square, I passed a couple of dress shops, a sandwich shop, a doctor's office, a lawyer's office, and then I came upon a cute little upscale eatery called Thai Fusion. This was the first place that had shown any promise. As I opened the door and walked into the cool air-conditioned interior, I saw that even though lunch hour was almost over, the place was still half full. There was also a bar in the back of the restaurant that only had eight seats and five of them were taken. I could tell two or three women were sitting around the bar, so I figured that was the best place to be. I asked the hostess if they've served lunch at the bar and if I could eat there since I was only 18. She said no problem. As I approached the bar, I realized that two of the three women were sitting with other guys yet there was a corner seat open next to an attractive woman in a yellow sun dress.
That was how I met Mandy. She was just finishing her lunch when I sat down and was busy going through her messages and texting on her phone. I ordered an iced tea and something to eat, and casually started to strike up a conversation with her. At first, she didn't seem interested but as I kept the conversation light, I soon started to get more of her attention. That's when another of the strange abilities that Aunt Vicki told me that I had became clear to me. In the weeks preceding my marathon fuck sessions with Aunt Vicki and Diane, I had begun to notice mental signals when it seemed girls were attracted to me, but I hadn't known specifically how or why it occurred on an ongoing basis. As the number of my lovers had increased and my sexual confidence had grown, it became like I could almost read their thoughts, and that certainly was the case with Mandy.
Why a beautiful thirty something woman with two children and married to a successful lawyer would be fascinated enough in me to cheat on her husband was not the question. The question was how soon I could make it happen. It was like I was reading her mind. Mandy was a beautiful woman. She could walk into any room anywhere and walk out with any man that she wanted. So why should she risk her marriage and family for me? I'm an attractive enough muscular teenager who can easily pass for twenty-one but that was not what attracted her. Even my Aunt Vicki couldn't tell why women were attracted to my father and now to me. Was it our looks, personality, sexual energy, pheromones or maybe we were aliens from outer space? She just didn't know. She just knew that we had it and had it in spades.
For the next 30 minutes as Mandy and I talked, I could feel her attraction for me grow. I could also sense her growing confusion of why she was even considering me as a possible lover. As we talked, she began to tell me about her marriage and her husband, the children and surprisingly, her lack of sex. Since her husband had opened this new practice, this had been his entire focus and their time in the bedroom had suffered. Sexual desire radiated off her like a neon sign. Maybe anyone could have punched that button to get her to open her thighs, but I was the one that knew how.
After I had finished my lunch, we both paid our bills and walked outside. Standing on the sidewalk, I simply asked her where her office was. It was that simple. Mandy pointed in one direction and asked would I like to see it? I answered in the affirmative. Her confusion as to why she was asking me was mixed with this intense sexual desire, but she was trying calmly to keep both of those things under control. I could feel the internal struggle that was going on inside her. As we walked toward her office, her mind was clouded with questions of how or why this was happening.
I was not reading her mind. I was just sensing her emotions and beginning to understand how my sexual energy could confuse a woman, and how to manipulate that confusion to accomplish my desire to fuck them. Again, I did not know why or where these abilities came from, but as an extremely horny 18-year-old, I was going to use them to my advantage.
About a block off the square, we stopped in front of an older two-story building, and she opened a glass fronted door that led to stairs that went up to the second floor. She locked the door behind us and explained that because her husband was out of town, the office was closed for the day, and she was just catching up on paperwork. Their office occupied the entire second floor and she showed me through the reception room, a conference room, a break room, and finally into her husband's office. As I entered the room, I quickly located four potential places where we could have sex. There was a large couch up against the wall and in front of his desk were two comfortable-looking upholstered chairs with no arms. Then there was the very top of the desk itself. He was one of those neat freaks and the entire desk was clear except for a phone, a lamp, and a single photo in a frame.
Mandy had been babbling almost nonstop since we had come up the stairs, her nervousness building but not for any reason that she could understand. She had invited a complete male stranger that she had only known for 30 minutes up to her empty office and was now alone with him. I just stood there listening to her until she ran out of things to say, and then she just stared at me as if waiting for me to do something.
I let the tension build for several moments, then I crossed to her till I was standing right in front of her. Her green eyes got big. She was standing next to the desk so there was really no place for her to go. I leaned forward and gently kissed her on the lips, and after a moment's hesitation, she returned the kiss. Yet before it got too passionate, she backed away from me right into the edge of the desk. I quickly followed her, and again kissed her this time with more force and passion. Again, after a moment's hesitation, she returned the kiss and with equal emotion. Soon our mouths opened, and our tongues began to duel each other as the heat of the kiss increased. I pulled her tighter to me, and she put her arms around my neck as the kiss continued. After several more moments, I heard a low moan in her throat as her arms encircled me, crushing her large breasts against my chest.
