Callie And George
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Jo Gilbert and Madeline 'Maddy' Prescott had been school friends, but when Maddy went off to university they didn't see much of each other, but they'd stayed in touch. Maddy had wanted a career before she thought about having a family, but fate decreed otherwise. Her father had died when she was quite young, and the year that she graduated her mother confessed that she was dying, but that she wanted her daughter to finish her education before she told her. For two years after she was told, she stayed close to her mother and helped to nurse during the last few months before she died.
Maddy wasn't completely alone in the world, however, she had a sister, Angela, who was six years older. Angela had a husband, but no children. Her husband, George, was three years her senior. Angela had the sort of life that Maddy had wanted: she had a good job and travelled quite extensively as part of it.
Jo had left school at eighteen and gone to work for her father's business. The business specialised in finding things; finding people; and finding things out that people would rather keep hidden. The company trained its employees well and they invested in the best technology to help them in their work. During the time that Maddy had been in university and then caring for her mother, Jo had been busy learning how to find all sorts of things. The story begins one day in Jo's office: seated across from her was a distraught Maddy Prescott.
Jo sat listening to her friend's account: she had provided tissues, coffee, and a sympathetic ear; but by the time that Maddy had finished, she knew that she could, and had to, do more. She leaned across and put her hand on top of her friend's:
"We're going to put a stop to this, Babe! I'm going to ask one of our best people to work with you ... and I'm not just saying that because he's my brother!"
Jo picked up the phone and punched in several numbers.
"Have you got a few minutes for your favourite sister, Bro! I've got a new job for you!"
"I didn't even know you had a brother, Jo!"
"No, well if you remember rightly, we went to an all girls school and I don't think we ever visited each other's homes ... his name is Tony, and he's actually my twin brother! He'll look after you and I don't think you'll find it too much of an inconvenience! I am going to have to ask you to go over your story again, though ... sorry!"
There was a single knock, then Tony Gilbert came into the room. Maddy just looked up and stared at the 5' 11", blonde-haired, blue-eyed, handsome young man standing a few feet away from her. After a while she remembered where she was, then looked away, a little embarrassed.
"This is Maddy Prescott, Bro. She's a friend of mine and she got a problem that I want you to make go away!"
"Would you like some coffee, Miss Prescott?" Tony said, in a voice that licked her all over and then smacked its lips.
"Um ... yes, please ... and please call me Maddy!"
"You can tell him now, Babe ... take your time, there's no hurry!" Jo said.
Maddy took the coffee from Tony and smiled: the biggest and best smile that she'd managed for ages!
"Well, Tony, my sister is several years older than I am, and when I was fifteen she married George McNeill. Well, I think from the time that I first knew him, I had a bit of a crush on him: he seemed very charming, and he's quite good looking, I suppose, and because my dad died quite young and I didn't really know any young men, I was flattered by the attention that he paid me. But as I got older and started filling out a bit, his behaviour started getting, er, intimate: you know, a bit touchy-feely. I didn't have any personal experience of sex at that age, and Mum and my sister didn't seem concerned, so I didn't say anything; although it was starting to get uncomfortable! He would come up behind me and put his arms around me, and rub up against me; and when I was wearing short shirts, his hands would stroke my thighs and pat my bum. And I can't remember all the things that he used to say to me when no one was around, but it wasn't nice!
"It got so that if I knew him and Angie were coming round, I'd try to be somewhere else, or I'd stay in my room the whole time that they were there. This went on until I was old enough to leave home for uni, and it stopped while I was there and until Mum passed away. I was quite shocked at Mum's funeral when he whispered in my ear: 'I've got you all to myself, now!'
"I'm still at home most of the day, now, and Angie's often away, so he'll ring me up and say things like: 'Shall we keep each other company', or, 'Shall I come round to your place and take your mind off your Mum!' There was one time that he rang me up, and I could tell he'd been drinking, and he became quite aggressive and said: 'Why are you holding out, you little slut, you know you want what I've got!' The worse part for me, is that I didn't feel like I had anyone to confide in ... like I said, George is a charmer and well-liked and I don't think even my sister would believe me; she is pretty much wrapped up in her career at the moment! Then I remembered Jo telling me about her job, so I found the number and rang her..."
Tony smiled, and it was all that Maddy could do to stop herself licking her own lips.
"Would it be all right with you if I moved into your place, temporarily, and pretended to be your boyfriend, Maddy?"
Her heart beat faster.
"Er, all right!"
"So if anyone asks, we met at university, but we broke up when you had to look after your mother; but when I found out that she'd died, I contacted you again. The only thing is, Maddy, you've got to relax around me..." he gently held her head between his hands, then kissed her slowly.
" ... Oh, My!" she murmured, "Will we have to do that a lot!"
"Mmm ... I think we should ... do you mind?"
" ... What ... oh, no ... not at all! And will we sleep together ... you know ... sleep, not..."
"Not necessarily, but we have to give the impression that we are. This is a personal question, Maddy: but are you a virgin?"
"Oh! No! I've had regular boyfriends ... why do you ask?"
"It's about body language, Maddy: there is a difference! But to be honest, I was already sure that you weren't! What I'm going to do first is take you back to my place, to pick up some clothes and other things; and when we get there, I'm going to ask you to do something that might alarm you, so I won't tell you until we get there ... but I promise you, Maddy, I'll never do anything to hurt you, so you have to trust me ... can you do that!"
"I ... I'll try!"
"Good!" he said, then he offered her his hand to hold, which she did.
It wasn't far to Tony's flat, and as they drove they chatted casually, and Maddy found that she was relaxed and comfortable in his company. He parked the car and they walked up to his flat: as soon as they had got out of the car and locked it, they held hands again. Tony turned the key in the lock and he quickly showed her around: this was all part of the familiarisation process.
"This is the big trust part, Maddy: I know it will seem kind of strange, but don't forget that we are supposed to know each other, intimately. However, if you are unsure, we can probably work around it!"
"What do you want me to do, Tony?"
"Well, I want you to go and take a nice long shower while I pack; and then when I'm done, I'll join you; but if you finish before I get there, I don't want you to get dressed again! How do you feel about that?"
Maddy smiled: she had been thinking all sorts of things, but this didn't sound at all bad!
"I think I can do that, Tony ... but, er, do you think that you can kiss me again, first!"
He smiled, then lifted her arms around his neck, then put his own around Maddy's waist. The kiss was long and lingering, but when it ended she was tingling all over, and even before she had reached the nearby bathroom, she had kicked off her shoes and started to unbutton her clothes.
As Tony was collecting things to pack he heard water running and the sound of singing coming from the bathroom. She was still singing as he pulled his shirt over his head and his jeans hit the floor. Maddy looked at Tony and smiled as he stepped into the walk-in shower, and she continued to smile all the time that she was applying shower gel to his toned and taut body. She also sighed as he did the same to her and his hands glided over her bum cheeks! And by time that they left the flat again: Tony's backpack supported on one shoulder; Maddy dared to believe that she might actually be in love, with the most perfect man that she thought that she'd ever met!
When they reached Maddy's apartment she made space in her bedroom for Tony's clothes, while he put his toiletries in the bathroom and scattered other personal items around the place. While they were both in the sitting room the phone rang: Tony beckoned her to come closer so that they could both hear, then he picked up the receiver, but he didn't speak.
" ... Where have you been, Sexy, I've missed you!" the man's voice said.
Tony paused for a few moments before answering:
" ... I'm sorry, I think you've got the wrong number!" he said before hanging up. "That will give him something to think about!"
Maddy smiled at the thought that her brother-in-law might now be wondering who had answered her phone ... she was also smiling because Tony's hand was on her hip!
There were no more phone calls from George that day, but whenever the phone rang, Tony answered it, before handing it over to Maddy. They didn't go out any more that day either, but she was fascinated to see all the surveillance equipment that he installed around the flat. He then had Maddy go in and out of the rooms where the concealed cameras and sound recording equipment were placed: even speaking in her normal voice. When she returned to the sitting room, Tony showed her what each device had seen and heard, as it appeared on his laptop computer's screen.
"I don't plan on leaving you alone with him," Tony said, "but just in case, we can now get evidence. If we go out I can leave everything switched on, but when we're here there are motion sensors."
"Well, just having you here makes me feel better, Tony! What do you think he'll do next?"
"Unfortunately, from what you've told me about him, I don't think that his ego will allow him to just lose interest in you: he has staked his claim, so to speak, so leaving telephone messages won't be enough ... my guess is that he'll want to see you in person, and he'll either come here alone, or persuade your sister to come too; or perhaps he'll try to catch you going out or coming home. I want you to try and do the things that you usually do, and I'll either be with you, or not very far away. The harder he finds it to approach you, the more determined he'll become: and when he crosses that line, we'll have the evidence we need to either confront him, or go to the authorities. My father's company have often worked with the police, so we have credibility. The only thing that we haven't mentioned, Maddy, is the effect that this could have on your relationship with your sister. If she stands by him, she may turn against you."
"Well, she's my sister and I love her, but whatever happens, things can't go on the way that they have been ... I'll take the risk!"
They spent the rest of the day together, just talking about each other's lives. Tony could only speak in general terms about the work he did, but everything else was an open book. Maddy told him about her childhood and schooling, then university. She had all her mother's photograph albums, and her own collection, including the three years during her degree. She pointed out the boys she'd slept with: although, she said, there was no one she ever wanted to have a long-term relationship with; it was just fun! Later they did share Maddy's bed: but although she snuggled up close and they kissed, they weren't actually lovers ... yet.
"Do you think something will happen tomorrow, Tony?" Maddy said as she lay with her head resting on the beautiful body of her protector.
"I think that there's a good chance it will! Are you worried?"
"No, not any more..."
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any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
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Some preliminary comments ... First, there was a foul up. Part Two was at first rejected; for reasons I still don’t understand. That explains the delay. Second, I read all the remarks about the first chapter. Everybody’s entitled to their opinion; several were thought provoking, a few were right on the money, while others seemed more intent on yelling at me. Regardless, everything I’ve written since 2011 has been in the Loving Wives category; that’s where the thinking people go. Remember, I...
I caused it so I must learn to deal with having a wife that cuckolds me. After we got married I begain to notice how often guys would check out my wife when we where out. She is five foot four and weighs a hundred pounds even. Her natural light brown hair is kept bleach blonde. She wears it straight with bangs. Her breasts are thirty four B and she has beautiful legs. The entire time we dated and even the first year after we married she dressed modest but still drew stares from men. I started...
It was summer, and the days marched on. Jessie didn’t resign, but she turned all the household finances, though none of her money, over to Gary. He took the department head’s job at the high school. He put his house up for sale, and, being in an upscale low property tax suburb it went quickly. He bought a new sofa bed, a clothing rack, and a small bureau for the cellar. There was a small bathroom with a shower and basin so he wouldn’t have to go upstairs for any of that. Jessie signed up for...
Winston and George were shocked how willing Laura had become they had spent many years fantasizing about her but always known she was off limits. Whatever Ryan had said to convince her had worked though, she manouvered her hands around to undo and release each mans throbbing cock from his pants, allowing their shafts to strike her face as she pulled their pants around their ankles. Then with both cocks free she reached behind and undid the clasp of her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor,...
Jedd Clampett This is the second of a nine part story. Please read and comment on the content. Vote of you like. Here goes part two... Gary had always been her rock in tough times, her ever faithful husband, and the responsible father. Where had it all gone so wrong? He realized none of that mattered, not to her, not anymore. To her he wasn’t anything. He was like a spare part, something extra, a left over. Really, what could he offer; nothing now, nothing she couldn’t get from her...
Back home Jessie skipped the den and went straight upstairs to bed. Gary decided to leave her alone for a while, and didn’t get up there till it was close to five. She was fast asleep so he got some cream and lay down beside her. She was still clothed, a simple yellow sheath dress, white socks and tennis shoes. Since she was lying on her stomach he was able to unzip her dress. He did that and unhooked her bra. Pulling the dress free he started rubbing her down with the moisturizing cream. He...
She perched on the corner of the gravestone, as the sun shone its last rays over the high wall. She was waiting for him, as she always waited. She tugged down her long blue summer dress, despite the fact that it was October, on the cusp of November and the air was beginning to chill, she felt ... nothing, not too hot – not too cold, just ... nothing. The last of the sun's rays blinded her momentarily, and then darkness began to fall. She saw the caretakers as they moved through the...
The third person I ever had sex with was my husband so you couldn’t call me promiscuous. I lost my virginity aged 18 during a drunken student party and I was not at all impressed with the whole sex thing. The second man came along two years later; he was my first long term love, well a few months anyway. Then there was Paul, we dated; we got engaged and eventually married. I didn’t know and didn’t care if our sex life was good or not, it was good enough for me. We had and still do have sex...
So we went at a nice hotel in town, just a night away for a dinner and some fun. Away from home and the routine. We Rented a suite on the 10th floor and intended to just relax away the day and night We checked out the bar and took a seat in a leather ensconsed booth which was very cozy and private. I got a couple of drinks from, and made some small talk with the bartender. A nice guy about 25 yrs. old. It was early, about 4pm and we had the place to ourselves As I sat in our booth I noticed him...
We fade in in the middle of a quiet street, in the low-rise central area of a small midlands town, with one and two story buildings around us. To one side, a long flat warehouse/factory type unit, stocking and fitting tyres for local drivers, to the other, the town’s train station. Looking like a traditional old station, but rebuilt fairly recently. There’s a small car park between us and the station, and it’s almost full. We watch as a car drives down the road toward us, then turns into the...
Part 1: Who Are These People? David knew he was going to be late again, it seemed like every time he was going to meet his fiance, Allison, for a drink after work, something happened at his law office to delay him. David was a junior partner in a very well known, prestigious law office in Dallas and as one of the newest junior partner he caught a lot of that kind of work... Last minute fix it stuff. Keep the clients happy, no matter what it took, was the boss' motto. That was all fine with...
As a construction supervisor I meet all sorts of subcontractors. Working on a Saturday is not uncommon and often the subs bring their teenage sons along to learn the trade. This was the case when I met Dillon. Now I am a straight male but even I have to admit this boy was cute. Small boned, brown wavy hair to his shoulders, blue eyes and an engaging smile. At lunch time Dillon found me in the construction trailer and asked if he could talk to me. “Sure,” I said pushing a chair towards him. He...
Part 1 I had already experienced a number of threesomes in the past with my wife, about four I think. They had always excited me, I’d always got harder and lasted longer than at any other time we had sex together. I never analysed it very much at the time, about why it turned me on so much. I just knew it was going to be one of the most arousing nights of sex I was likely to enjoy – apart from one time when Julie seemed to be interested only in the guy we were with and I felt very much...
He was looking forward to going to Verna. It could only be for a limited time but there would be other visits. Even traveling a considerable distance, he thought it well worth the time, there was no sacrifice. Eventually, Verna started to come into view, he slowed his approach and savoured the anticipation, smiling at the butterfly sensation in his stomach. With all the thoughts, feelings and emotions during his advance he neglected to observe one very crucial thing. A mistake was made, a major...