(This is a little story that is based on true events.)
A year or so ago, I was walking through the mall. They always had these vendors in the middle of the walkway with their rolling displays selling things like chocolate, coffee, jewelry, etc. As I walked down the mall, I spied a good looking brunette working at her stand. As I passed she asked me if I wanted to try some of her product. She was selling some kind of Dead Sea salt skin treatment.
Well, I didn't give a shit about any salt from the Dead Sea or anywhere else, but this girl was hot. She smiled and flirted with me. She told me that her name was Rebecca and she was from Israel. We had a nice conversation. She was flirting and leading me on the whole time.
She asked me to try this skin treatment that contained Dead Sea salt. I rubbed it own my hands. The salt was gritty and mixed with some sort of oil. It did make my hands soft.
I didn't really want any of the junk, but she was so hot. She led me to believe that she would have a drink with me after work. So I bought some of her junk anyway. She said that she hoped I enjoyed the stuff. I asked about that drink after work. She took my money and said, "My boyfriend and I would love to join you for a few drinks." I had been had.
(What did you think was going to happen? A threesome. This part of the story is true. She flirted with me to get my money. Nothing else. It ain't the first time that I have fell for hot chick, and it won't be the last.)
I took the stuff home and put it on the bathroom counter where it collected dust.
Moving on. A few months ago, I hired a new girl at work to be my assistant. Her name was Lisa. She was about twenty-one with two children from two sorry guys. She had never been married. I showed her what to do and caught on quick. She was smart, efficient and beautiful.
Even after two kids, Lisa still had a killer body. Her hair was brown and short. She was about 5'2" with nice bubble butt. You could set your drink on that ass. Her tits measured 34" and stood straight out. She didn't need a bra nor did she wear one. She worked out at the gym and her arms and legs showed it, firm and muscular.
Over the months we worked together, I was privy to the problems she was having with the fathers of her children. Neither one of them would pay child support on time. The last one thought that he owned her. She could not date anyone without him interfering and causing a scene.
As Lisa and I became friends, she sought my advice. At times I would help her over some tight financial spots.
I always believe that lending money to a friend is a good way to lose that friend. But, Lisa needed my help and my money at times. She always paid me back. It might take some time, but she did pay me back.
I had enough loaning her money and decided to do something about them. My buddy, Doug, was one of the top divorce lawyers in town, and he owed me a few favors. I had referred several wealthy clients to him that paid very well.
I called Doug and explained the situation. Doug said that Lisa's problems were easy to solve. First, he got the two bums back in court. The judge signed a withholding order for the monthly payments and the arrearage each owed. Doug had their wages garnished. Lisa would not have to beg them for her child support payments.
Then, he got a restraining order on the last father. If he came within 200 feet of Lisa other than to pick up his child, he would be arrested. Also, exchange of the children was at the police station. Doug doesn't play around.
I offered to pay Doug, but he would not accept anything. He said that he owed me big time. Besides, he said he would have paid to see the look on the fathers' faces when the judge told them that they had better keep a steady job or they would find themselves in jail. To top it off, they had to pay his attorney's fees. Those two sorry assholes never knew what hit them.
Lastly, Doug told Lisa that his bill was $2,000.00 more than the judge allowed, but that I had taken care of the difference. He just didn't say how. Lisa was beside herself. She said that she couldn't let me pay all that money, but it would take her forever to pay me back. I told her not to worry.
Lisa was very grateful. She was not accustomed to someone helping her without expecting something in return. I really didn't expect anything in return. Lisa was too young and beautiful to be interested in me. I really enjoy helping someone who appreciates what you do for them.
I always felt that Lisa though to me as a father figure since I was much older than her. We had a good relationship. I teased her, but I never did anything improper. I was a gentleman because Lisa never gave me any indication that she wanted me to be anything else.
A few weeks after court, Lisa and I had to travel to Destin for business negotiations with a customer. Lisa was excited. She arranged for her mother to look after the kids. I scheduled three days in Destin to accomplish everything that we need to do.
Lisa and I arrived the afternoon before the meeting. We had a little time and decided to meet at the pool. I was sitting at the swim up bar when Lisa appeared. She had on the skimpiest hot pink bikini that I had ever seen. It did little more than cover her nipples and pussy. When she jumped into the water, it was nearly transparent. I could make out everything she had. I tried not to stare. It was impossible. My face was red as a beet.
"Is something wrong with you? Your faced is flushed!" Lisa said.
"I just ate a jalapeno. It is too hot for me." I lied. There weren't any jalapenos around. I though I was smart.
"I love those. Can I have one?" Lisa asked. Now what was I going to say now?
"Oh! I just ate the last one. Sorry. You look nice." I thought best to change the subject.
"Do you like my new bikini?" Lisa asked.
"Oh, yeah. But, I like what is in it better." I replied.
"Is this too much? Maybe I should go change?" She said.
"NO! DON'T DO THAT. You look wonderful. No, it is not too much!" I said as I thought to myself, "It may be too little, but it ain't too much!"
We had a few drinks, talked and lounged around the pool. Soon it was time to eat. She and I went to our rooms to change. Our rooms were next to each other overlooking the pool. I told her that I would take her some place expensive. Why not? The company was paying for it. She said that she would call me in an hour. I could be ready in ten minutes, but I knew women took longer, a lot longer. The wait was worth it.
Lisa called, and I met her outside our rooms. Damn! Lisa was so hot. She was wearing a short black dress that clung to every curve of her body. I drooled. I had to turn away before she noticed the bulge that was beginning to grow in my pants.
As we entered the restaurant, all eyes were on us, or rather Lisa. I loved it. I knew all the men were envious of me and the women jealous. They didn't know that we were just friends. Let them eat their hearts out. We ate, drank, talked, laughed and just had a wonderful time. But, we had work to do the next day. So, we returned to the hotel early and turned in for the night.
The next day we attended the meeting. Lisa was efficient and professional. She had everything that I needed at her finger tips. Several times she had documents ready for me before I asked for them. I wondered it she was just that efficient or could she read my mind. If she really could read my mind, I was in trouble for what I was thinking last night. Anyway, with Lisa's help we wrapped up our business by 4:00 p.m. and returned to the hotel.
That afternoon was a repeat of the first. Drinks around the pool, good conversation, sun and water. We decided to celebrate and give ourselves a bonus. Besides, we weren't leaving for two more days and could sleep in. Lisa asked me what kind of music I liked. I told her soft and slow. She said she would find us a place to go and the dress would be very casual. It was time to unwind.
After we changed, we met outside of our rooms. Both of us were in jeans. Lisa's jeans did fit a lot better than mine. But, she did say that she liked my Wrangler butt.
Lisa found a county bar and grill near the hotel within walking distance. We had steaks and beer. Both of us were ready to let our hair down.
Soon after we ate, the band started. Every other song was a slow song. I took advantage of the music to dance with Lisa. She wasn't shy. She held me close. I could feel her boobs on my chest. Several times she got close enough to feel the raging hard on in my jeans. I thought it was an accident at first. But as the night wore on and the beer flowed, it became obvious that she was grinding on my cock intentionally.
Lisa knew how to get me excited. She put her hand on the back of my neck and ran her fingers though my hair. I was such a little thing, but it turned me on so much. Only one other woman had done that to me. I wished someone else would do it, but if you have to ask, it isn't the same.
After about her fifth beer, Lisa was grinding her pussy on my aching cock when I looked down. Lisa was looking me straight in the eye with a devilish smile on her face. "Are you having a good time?" she said.
"Oh, yeah. I am having a great time." I replied. You couldn't pry the smile off my face with a crowbar.
"You seem to be having a HARD time dancing." Lisa giggled.
"You should know about the HARD time in am having with these dances. But, I am not complaining." I said. Lisa just laughed.
Around midnight, we returned to our rooms. Lisa kissed me on the cheek and gave me a big hung. She thanked me for such a wonderful time. We went into our rooms. A few minutes later, I heard Lisa's water running in the shower. It sounded like a good idea. I needed a cold shower anyway.
After I got out of the shower there as a knock at the door. I put on a terrycloth bathrobe that the hotel furnished and opened the door. Lisa was standing there in a bathrobe like mine.
"Can I come in? I want to talk to you." She said.
"Okay. What is so important that it can't wait until tomorrow?" I said as she entered the room, and I closed the door.
"I need to talk to you in another language." Lisa said.
"What language? I can't speak anything but English." I asked.
Lisa was standing with her back to me. She turned around and lowered her bathrobe on her shoulders. At the same time she said, in the most seductive voice she could manage, "Body language" and let the robe fall to the floor.
Under that bathrobe, Lisa was wearing a cupless black leather corset. It came up her torso with leather straps surrounding her boobs and a tiny black G-string. Sexy!
I couldn't speak. I stepped toward her, and she met me half way. We kissed. My cock was poking out of the bathrobe. It was so hard it hurt. Lisa untied my sash and slid her arms into the bathrobe around my back, giving me a hug as we probed each other's mouths with our tongues. She reached up and pushed the robe over my shoulders to let it fall to the floor.
We made our way to the bed and fell into it still wrapped in each other's arms. I just wasn't going to turn her loose. I my dreams had CUM true or they soon would cum.
