ChristineChapter 3
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Christine walked through the door home from a long day at work just in time to hear the phone ring. "I wonder who that could be," she thought as she hurried to the phone.
"Hello," the beautiful young wife said.
"Hi Christine," returned a male voice.
Christine said pleasantly, "Oh hi Bob. I'm afraid Jim isn't here. Tonight he has class." Bob was a friend of Christine's husband and was a real estate broker.
Bob replied, "That's OK Christine. Actually, it was you that I wanted to talk to."
Bob had been after Christine to help him show property for some time. Bob knew from watching other female agents that Christine had the potential to be a good agent. She was young, only 26 years old and a bit shy but she had a pleasant personality. The thing that convinced Bob of her potential was her looks. Christine was a very attractive woman. Bob just knew that she could charm the socks off any prospective male buyer. She stood 5'4" with gorgeous legs and a 38DD-26-38 figure. Her reddish brown hair framed a beautiful face and hazel eyes. So far Bob had been unable to interest Christine in changing careers.
Bob continued, "Listen, I have an opportunity for you and I think you'll like it."
"You want me to show a house," guessed Christine.
"Yes, but before you give me your answer hear me out," said Bob.
"OK," said the tired wife.
Bob continued, "I have a client named John Owens who is in town looking at houses. He's fairly young and yet he's looking at property in the 400 thousand range. I'd show the property myself but I've got a conflict this evening. You're my only hope. If you make the sale I'll give you three percent of the sales price. That comes to about twelve grand. What do you say?"
Christine was dumbfounded, "You mean twelve thousand dollars?"
"That's right," confirmed Bob.
Christine thought for a moment about how she could use that money before saying, "What do I have to do, Bob?"
Bob replied, "I have two properties for you to show him. All you have to do is open the door and lead him through each one. Point out what catches your eye in a positive way. Both places are empty so you won't have owners to deal with."
Christine said, "Sounds pretty easy."
Bob continued, "It should be a snap. If you can get him to buy one of the properties the commission is yours."
Christine thought for just a moment then said, "OK Bob, I'll do it. What's next?"
Bob replied, "I'll call John and tell him that you'll meet him at his hotel at seven then I'll drop over the packet of all you'll need. Sound OK?"
"Sounds fine," answered Christine.
Bob added, "Oh, and Christine, John is the type who appreciates an attractive woman. Put on a nice outfit if you can."
"OK Bob," said Christine a little annoyed.
"I'll see you in a half hour with the packet," said Bob before hanging up.
"Nice outfit," Christine said to no one still a little annoyed. She didn't really like the idea of dressing up for a man other than her husband, but for twelve thousand dollars it was worth it.
Christine headed quickly for the bedroom. She took off her clothes and stepped into the shower. Ten minutes later she had dried and was going through her closet looking for the "nice outfit". Christine naturally assumed that Bob had meant "sexy outfit". After a few moments she found what she thought Bob had in mind. It was one of her husband's favorites.
Christine started with a matching white bra and panty set. The panties were a very brief thong variety and the bra was lacy and sheer. Over the bra Christine put on a figure hugging white blouse. She added a pair of self supporting suntan hose. Christine finished with her red business suit and four inch red heels. The skirt was short and came to mid thigh and the jacket was cut to her waist. Christine's large bulging bust put quite a strain on the jacket's buttons. The overall effect was that of business attire but very very sexy business attire. Christine checked herself in the mirror for a moment and felt satisfied that Bob would be pleased. She finished applying her makeup and fluffing up her hair just as he rang the doorbell.
"Wow," said Bob when Christine opened the door. "You look wonderful, just perfect," he added.
Christine blushed and said, "Thanks, Bob, please come in."
Bob walked through the door watching Christine's fantastic ass as she showed him to the living room. "This is going to work out great," he thought. He hadn't said anything to Christine about the fact that his client had asked that Bob find a hot babe to show him around. Bob knew about Christine's shy and reserved nature and didn't want to frighten her away from the task at hand.
They sat down together on the sofa and went over the floor plans and contracts. Bob couldn't resist sneaking peeks at Christine's great figure as they talked. "Jim's a lucky fellow," he thought. After fifteen minutes Bob had to leave for his engagement. He noted that Christine seemed enthusiastic about the showing. Bob was pleased with that. No sourpuss ever sold anything.
As Bob left the house he said, "I'll be done around 9:30. I'll check back here then."
Christine said cheerfully, "Thanks Bob. I appreciate the opportunity you're giving me."
As Bob waved goodbye, he thought to himself, "Its me who should be thanking you." Bob knew that John Owens would not be a buyer without Christine's help. It suddenly occurred to him that John may have had something else in mind when he requested that a hot babe show him around. Bob dismissed the notion and headed off to his engagement.
Christine was standing in the lobby of John Owens' hotel when two men approached. Christine had told John when she phoned from the lobby that she was wearing red. It really wasn't necessary because she was the only woman waiting in the lobby.
"Hi Christine," said John.
Christine jerked around, slightly started and paused while she took in the man offering his hand. Finally she lifted her hand to his and said, "Hi, you must be Mr. Owens." Christine was not expecting the very handsome man now standing before her. She felt the rush of blood through her veins. John Owens appeared to be in his early thirties with sandy brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He was tall and very fit and was dressed casually in shorts and a golf shirt.
John smiled and said, "Mr. Owens is my father. Please call me John." He gestured to his companion and added, "This is my business associate Tom Anderson. He's here to keep me in line."
Christine turned to look at the man and found him to be equally attractive. She smiled a little nervously and said, "Its nice to meet you.."
"Tom," he interrupted. Tom was dressed similarly to John. Christine wondered now if she was a little too dressed up. She noticed both men looking her body over in the way that men usually did.
"Tom," she agreed with a nervous giggle. Christine felt the heat in her cheeks and new that she was blushing. She realized that despite her business attire the men seemed to be pleased with her appearance. Gone was the annoyance that she felt earlier about having to wear a "nice outfit". Now she felt proud of her figure and was pleased that the men had noticed. She felt a tingle between her legs. She tried to ignore it.
After the awkward pause Christine said, "Gentlemen, if you would like I can drive you to the properties that Bob suggested."
John responded, "That won't be necessary Christine, my driver Jeffrey can get us there if you give him the directions."
Christine and the two men left the hotel through the front door and found Jeffrey and a stretch limousine parked at the curb. The large black man quickly opened the door and Christine disappeared into the car. Before both men entered, they gave each other a wink. They were very pleased with their hostess.
Christine learned on the way to the first property that John wanted this house for the occasions when he would be doing business in town. It seemed that Mr. Owens was very wealthy and had homes in several cities. He required a home that he could entertain in and wasn't interested in anything that was suited for a family. He was not married.
They arrived at the first property and Christine began her best sales pitch. She was a little annoyed that the air conditioning was not operating as it was early August and very hot. After ten minutes of the sweltering heat Christine asked the men if they would mind terribly if she removed her jacket. Both men quickly made it plain that they wouldn't mind one bit. Christine smiled nervously at their eagerness.
Tom offered to hold Christine's information folder as she unbuttoned her jacket. Both men sighed as the bulge of her magnificent bust was uncovered. The shear blouse did little to hide the lacy bra underneath. Christine removed her jacket, folded the garment over her arm and thanked Tom for his assistance with her papers.
John and Tom followed Christine around the house as she pointed out things. They looked at her as much as the house. She was not oblivious to the looks they were stealing. She felt flattered at the attention. She felt good knowing that the two handsome men appreciated her body. Christine could now feel a dampness between her legs. She reminded herself that she was a married woman but the tingle between her legs persisted.
It became clear soon enough that this property was more suited for a family and not for a bachelor using the place for business entertaining. Christine suggested that they move on to the next property. As Christine approached the car Jeffrey held the door open. It was clear from his expression that he liked Christine better without her jacket. John winked at him as Christine entered the car and Jeffrey returned the wink.
Ten minutes later they were standing in front of the second property. This house seemed to suit John's needs more. Christine was thrilled when John said, "This is exactly what I'm looking for." She could feel that twelve grand in her hands already and was thinking of ways to spend it. Finally John suggested that they find a place to talk about the terms of the sale. He asked Christine if she could suggest a nice restaurant for them to get a bite and talk.
Moments later the trio was seated in one of Christine's favorite places. They had a nice meal and spent most of the time talking about the city and Christine. She found herself enjoying the two men's attention a great deal. After a couple of glasses of wine Christine had really loosened up. John and Tom noticed this and began to compliment Christine on her beauty. She returned the compliment suggesting that a woman couldn't have two more handsome companions.
After Christine had finished the compliment she wondered how she could have been so bold. Too many glasses of wine was the answer but she didn't seem to care. She was having a great time and she liked the two men. She liked them a lot. Christine couldn't help letting her eyes linger over her companion's bodies. She sensed that the crotch of her panties was now soaked. She couldn't remember that happening since the first few dates with her husband.
Christine struggled to get a hold of herself. Despite her shy nature she was a very passionate woman. Until tonight that passion had been directed solely at her husband Jim. Christine couldn't believe how wonderful she felt being with these men. Finally she managed to collect her thoughts. She realized that there was business to attend to. One positive effect of the alcohol was added confidence. She was now determined to do whatever was necessary to make the sale. That very thought caused yet another tingle to be felt between her legs.
Christine chose a lull in the conversation to say, "So John, can I get you to sign a contract on the second property."
John smiled at Christine and her direct question and said, "Christine, I like the house a lot but I'm not sure I can agree to all of the details of the purchase."
Christine looked into John's eyes and said, "I see." After a moment she added, "You are welcome to make any offer you like."
Christine thought to herself, "I wonder what would satisfy him." Suddenly, an amusing thought crossed her mind. She made a mental note to try to suppress her hormones.
John noticed a little gleam in Christine's eyes. He frowned, looked away from Christine and said, "Well, I would like to discuss a few points with Bob if I could."
Christine glanced at her watch and replied, "Bob is supposed to meet me back at my house in a few minutes. I would be happy for you to come by and discuss this further with Bob if you're sure I can no longer be of assistance." Christine surprised herself again with the suggestive comment. She couldn't believe the effect these men were having on her.
John's attention returned to the beautiful woman as she spoke. He thought he noted a suggestive smile at the end of Christine's last statement. He wondered if the assistance that she implied was the type that he really wanted from her. John wasn't sure. Christine had been very business like and her manner, until recently, had been a little reserved if not shy. Was it possible that she would use herself to close the deal. He decided to play out this possibility.
John looked seriously at Christine and said, "It's possible that you can satisfy my needs, Christine. If you don't mind perhaps we could go to your home and discuss things further. If I'm not satisfied then maybe Bob can work things out."
Christine allowed a brief smile to form before she said, "That would be fine with me." She added, "Oh, would you drop me back to my car at the hotel?"
John replied, "Ah, don't worry about it. I'll have Jeffrey see to it that its delivered back to your home safe and sound."
Christine smiled and thanked John. He called for the bill and twenty minutes later they were sitting comfortably in Christine's living room. John and Tom sat on the sofa and Christine sat in a chair facing the two men. It was well past 9:30 and Bob hadn't arrived yet. John had already explained to Christine that the financial aspects of the deal were not a concern.
This bit of information confirmed the suspicions Christine had about this deal. She thought back to the conversation at the restaurant. She recalled the looks she received from the two men and the fact that Bob had requested that she handle this showing. It was all pointing to one thing. Christine knew what was at stake and what was necessary to close the deal.
Christine asked, "What have I missed? Are you sure there isn't something I can do to help you make your decision?"
Again, John noticed that smile. He also noticed that several buttons on Christine's blouse were now undone displaying a heavenly cleavage. John looked up at the ceiling and calculated his statement. Finally he said, "I think there is something you can do, Christine. I am aware that you stand to make several thousand dollars commission on this sale. I'll see to it that your commission is doubled if you satisfy my conditions for purchase."
Christine uncrossed her legs and then crossed them again allowing her short skirt to ride up. She smiled as she played with the next buttoned button on her blouse and said, "That's very generous John. You can count on me to do whatever is necessary to make the sale."
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Introduction: As told to Eric Saxon by Christine I had only a week left of summer camp. I had been going to this camp since I was eight. I loved that place in fact I still do. There was so much to do: the crafts, orienteering, the horses, the canoes and boats, I really liked sitting around the campfire with my friends singing songs and telling jokes. I could spend my whole life doing this. Being only thirteen I was feeling sort of funny. I had been reading some of those romance novels, and my...
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Introduction: As told to me By Christine The scenes of being fucked kept recurring. I could still see his naked cock as he stood over me. From my point of view it seemed enormous. His circumcised dick stood straight out from his loins supported by a tight sack. It bobbed up and down like a caged animal. Then I was being fucked. Over and over again this movie replayed itself. First I could see his phallus then I was being fucked. I awoke with a start. I was disoriented for a moment. Then the...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I wrote this story for fun. I think the last part is kind of funny! The first part explains where the main character comes from. Note to critics: I plan to salvage this story's start and write a serious complete story with it! I also know the last part is bad. Give me a break! Enjoy some laughs! I also intend to write some more vignettes and a conclusion to this piece. Enjoy! I also apologize to Sarah Barndt for using the stepford link. Please forgive me and have a laugh....
HumorThis is not my story this is a true first time story Well, I was hanging out in my dorm room with my roommate Kathy. She is tall and has a gorgeous body. I’m a little shorter, but not too plump. I had a date with this gorgeous guy from my college. I was a little nervous. It had been a while since I had gone on a date before, and my techniques were a bit rusty. I had just come out of a long term relationship. When I mentioned this to Kathy, she said, ‘Do you want to brush up on anything?’ I...
This is not my story this is a true first time storyWell, I was hanging out in my dorm room with my roommate Kathy. She is tall and has a gorgeous body. I'm a little shorter, but not too plump. I had a date with this gorgeous guy from my college. I was a little nervous. It had been a while since I had gone on a date before, and my techniques were a bit rusty. I had just come out of a long term relationship.When I mentioned this to Kathy, she said, "Do you want to brush up on anything?" I didn't...
My twelve year old sister and the bane of my life I was six years older than Chris but she had appointed herself my Girlfriend approver and guardian. Every Girl I brought home failed to impress Chris they were either too fat or too thin, too tall, too short and finally how could you go out with HER you must be STUPID. Above all everywhere I went Chris always followed I could go nowhere she was always there. Dad had died seven years before following a car accident this had brought Chris and...
Drei Tage später hatte ich zwei freie Tage, wovon ich den Mädels aber nichts erzählte. Kurz nachdem Chris aus dem Haus war, fuhr ich in den Baumarkt und besorgte dort so einiges an Material, das ich zu Hause direkt in der Garage verstaute.Ich begann direkt damit, eine Pritsche zu bauen, in der auf Höhe des Kopfes, der Titten und der Lenden entsprechende Löcher waren. Das Ganze wurde dann noch mit Kunstleder überzogen. An den Beinen schraubte ich noch Ösen ein, um dort später Stricke durchziehen...
Hello every one. This is a little story that I wrote in honor of Wife # 24 in the Your Wife's Lovers section of Dark Wanderer. I hope that you, as well as they enjoy it. There are so many sexy wives in that section that I would love to write about. However, I shall be taking a vacation from writing these stories for a few months. I should be able to return in the fall. Till then. ****************************** Christine's Enslavement ...
Thank you for accessing this story. The content within is my work. You maykeep a copy for private use, however any other use must receive express permissionfrom me. The events that follow include things that are at best unethical andat worst illegal, well, face it…both. Please don't take this story asanything other than entertainment. Keep this activity on paper only. Enjoy.Let me know what you think. Christine's Price to be Paid By Silence Christine was taking her time packing her bag after...
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Buy Used PantiesBrutal, non-consensual multiple rape fantasy story. Contains extreme graphic sexual sadism, obscenity, torture, snuff and offensive content. All characters are above 18 years and above. None of this is real. The arrival home. It’s nearly two in the morning. The black van cruised down twisted streets, surrounded by the monoliths of silent factories and warehouses. This district is deserted by night and filled with noise and smoke in the day. Down to the end of the farthest street,...
Christine's Love by: Anon Allsop The cool chill of Fall hung in the air, frost lightly covering the windshields of the parked cars along the street. As I motored along, I watched a swirl of leaves roll behind my car's passing. A hint of smoke from burning leaves clung to the air as I tapped on the steering wheel, listening to the tunes on my radio, even in this seemingly happy setting I was slightly sad. Nick, the friend I had all through school had suddenly left during the summer for...
By: Preetikul Hello! All nuts and cracks again Preeti Kulkarni had brought you an arousal of my Mom’s late father’s (my grandpa) property settlements. After all the games with Mr. Shinde and Preetam that week was blank as Mom was busy in her office work. On Monday, 27th June 2011 Mom woke up early from her bed and finished all her work to reach her office an hour before. I questioned Mom why so hurry, so she said that she was having a deal back in our house with a non-regular politician from...
I awoke to the sound of my cell ringing and groaning as I rolled over to grab it from the nightstand saw it was only eight. Who the hell was calling me at eight on a Saturday morning? I’d gotten up at six to see my parents off on their weekend trip to New Hampshire and then gratefully crawled back into bed. Without dad bugging me to do chores or mom waking me up to ask if I were hungry, I’d looked forward to sl**ping in. I rolled over and grabbing the phone off my night stand, saw it was a...
I awoke to the sound of my cell ringing and groaning as I rolled over to grab it from the nightstand saw it was only eight. Who the hell was calling me at eight on a Saturday morning? I'd gotten up at six to see my parents off on their weekend trip to New Hampshire and then gratefully crawled back into bed.Without dad bugging me to do chores or mom waking me up to ask if I were hungry, I'd looked forward to sleeping in. I rolled over and grabbing the phone off my night stand, saw it was a local...
Mom and son make a deal Growing up in a small town I was always lucky to have my dads looks, I have blond hair, blue eyes and an average build from swimming. My mom was quite the looker too, even as her son I had noticed what a charm to look at she was. She had long brown hair, blue eyes and a body that made grown men cry. She had the curves in all the right places. It was just going on summer vacation and I was close to graduating highschool, the last day ended up being a half day...
Business Dealings by Diana Kimberly Heche If they weren't both so deadly serious I would have laughed them out of the room. "This isn't a sitcom guys ... things like this don't work in real life. Send Linda." Kirk explained patiently again, "Linda doesn't understand the technology. And we don't have enough time to teach her. It would take years." I laughed at the absurdity of this conversation "but there's enough time to teach ME to play your little masquerade? You're...
Art of the Deal By Cassandra Morgan She was a wheeler. She was a dealer. She was Monte Hall in a dress. She'd trade you her apple for half of your peanut butter sandwich. She'd swap you a two chicken nuggets for a bite of your cheeseburger. She'd trade you this for that, and these for those, and this thingamabob for that doo-hickey. This was the nature of my wife; Savannah. She valued what you had far more than what she had. So she would trade you a old stereo for a new tennis...
Day 10 Steph woke up some time in the afternoon. She knew it was afternoon for two reasons: 1.) She didn't wake up to be greeted by the aluring aroma of Amanda's special coffee blend and 2.) The birds weren't really chirping that much outside because they were out getting food or what not. She sat up in the bed and felt that she was still drained. Like she didn't sleep long enough, like her body needed more sleep after what happened last night. Then it hit her...she needed to use the bathroom...
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