Cynthia Palmer s New Life
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Two months had gone by for Vangie while living with the Stewarts. Colleen and Maureen Callahan were now living with Mary Jefferson so only Peter and Janice were at home. Of course, now that their house was completed, Cindy and Dan were often out making arrangements for decorating. One day Cindy gave Vangie a tour of her new house. It was the most beautiful home the woman had ever seen. Cindy appreciated the comment, knowing something of Vangie's connection with the arts in New York City.
Since her only duties were in the house and taking care of the grounds — unlike Cindy who had built up the Special Lending Division at the same time — everything in and around the Stewart house was now spotless, sparkling, and meticulously groomed. It even spilled over to Cindy's new house. Carpet had just been laid and bits and scraps were all over the place when she had locked up the house.
Her heart had sunk at the thought of having to clean up the mess they had left behind. With her tail dragging at the prospect of cleaning up the debris — with the heavy workload at the bank, the poor girl had little free time — she opened the door and found the house was sparkling clean. Even the windows were spotless, inside and out.
Storming over to Janice's — a flagstone walk had been laid between the two back doors — she found Vangie with Jan in the kitchen. "Evangeline Pierce Collins, what in hell are you doing to my house?"
Vangie looked at her coolly and replied, "Cleaning it. Why?" Then her mouth formed an "O" and she said, "The scraps! You want them to stuff rag dolls already? I saved them for you in a plastic bag and put it in the basement. Do you want them now? It's not close to Christmas yet, but some people do start early."
Cindy just shook her head and tried to control a giggle. Still trying to look angry, she said to Jan, "Sis, would you please order your slave to present herself to me?"
"Slave Vangie, you heard my sister. Do it!" Jan ordered.
Vangie stopped what she was doing and stood up straight in front of Cindy. Cupping her breasts with her hands she said, "These are my tits, Mistress Cindy. Now they are full and firm. My nipples are erect and up-thrusting. My ass is tight and firm also. My hips are slim and flow down to my thighs in pleasant curves. As you can see, I have no pubic hair." Bending back at the waist, she thrust her pelvis forward with her legs spread. Then she used her fingertips to part her labia to reveal her erect clitoris. "My cunt is clean but it hasn't been used in a long time." Then she stood up again and said, "My training is going well. I can work the same weights as my mistress and can do most of the things she can do. She's making me into a competent field hand."
Cindy ran her fingers lightly over Vangie's skin and could feel the woman's muscles respond to her light touch. Her skin was exquisitely textured and she had a rich all-over golden tan. Her brown hair was flowing and wavy; Cindy thought it looked lovely. Then Vangie said, "Does Mistress Cindy wish to discipline me? It's a lovely day and the whipping post hasn't been used in a long time. Would you like that?"
Dropping the playacting, Cindy took Vangie into her arms and hugged her tightly. Vangie could feel wetness on her cheek. As she backed away, she could see tears pouring from Cindy's eyes. In spite of her tears, Cindy tried to smile. "Vangie Collins, you're too damned much! All I can say is you're a lifesaver. Honestly, I dreaded coming out tonight. When I locked up the last time, my poor house looked like a cyclone had been through it. There were scraps and shreds and pieces of shit all over everything, and dust everywhere."
Now she really smiled and said, "Hell, I'll bet I owe Jan for a new vacuum cleaner. I'm sure you destroyed hers trying to clean up that mess!" Then with a grin she added, "Or did you just drive the garden tractor inside and plow the shit out?" Vangie just hugged Cindy and told her she was happy to do it.
Vangie found the arrangements in the Stewart house funny. As she had heard at the outset, Jan almost never wore clothes. Most of the time Pete wore shorts around the house, but not always. Whenever Cindy came over, the first thing she did was strip so the women were almost always nude.
Vangie found that she liked it that way. Now that the dome was off the swimming pool, she was improving her times dramatically. It turned out that Jan, in addition to everything else, was an incredibly effective swimming coach. She thought that just a short time more would be all she needed. Her plan to improve her appearance seemed to have worked.
Every morning she went into the Stewart's bedroom and watched them make love. Vangie had long since gotten used to the fact that Pete took Janice every way imaginable. Even now with Jan In her sixth month, she scarcely showed her pregnancy at all, even when nude, although her breasts had swollen and her nipples were now enlarged. All Pete did, though, was to decry their lack of milk.
One Saturday morning she sat on the chair and watched as Pete took Jan to orgasm and held her there. Her loins were pulsating with her cuming and her fluids were pouring in a steady stream. Finally she could see Pete's loins shake as he unloaded his massive balls with all their cum into Jan's vagina. In spite of his size, she could see their combined fluids forced past his blocking weapon. As usual, Jan lost consciousness.
When Pete withdrew, Vangie scrambled up on the bed and carefully licked Jan's cunt clean. She found she loved this close contact with the beautiful woman and had developed a taste for their delicious sexual fluids. Then she moved over to Pete, grinned up at him, and licked off his now-semi-flaccid cock.
When she finished, she knelt at the end of the bed and said, "God, Pete, I wish I could cum. It looks like it would be so much fun!"
By this time Jan was recovering consciousness. As usual she casually brushed her hair back with her fingers and lay back against Pete's shoulder. "Evangeline Pierce Collins, are you trying to tell me that you can't cum?" she demanded. "Every woman can cum! My God, look at me. I destroy myself at least twice a day, every day."
"But you're different, Jan," Vangie protested. "You were a professional, after all, and it was part of your stock in trade. You had to be able to cum."
"Vangie, in all the years I was a prostitute and before, I had never cum. Not once!" Then Jan looked at Pete and just shook her head sadly. "Peter, my darling, would you like to make some money? How are we doing at The Peters Drive Company? Could we use a little pin money? To buy a nice bottle of wine, perhaps? After all, love of my life, there are few things quite as much fun as taking the last few dollars away from a helpless slave."
Pete grinned and said he could always stand another bottle of Chardonnay. And he reminded her that Vangie hadn't paid even a penny for all the food she had been eating.
Jan nodded and then asked, "Slave Vangie, how much money do you have with you?"
"About five hundred dollars or so, I guess, Mistress," Vangie replied, puzzled. "But why do you ask"
"How much of it would you care to lose? I'll make you a wager: I bet that my husband, Pete, can not only bring you to orgasm, but will have you pleading with him to give you release." She grinned and added, "Now I want you to remember who you're dealing with. This guy is a refugee from the Widener Library at Harvard, for God's sake! If that isn't enough, he has two degrees from MIT in computer science! If that doesn't make him an all-galaxy nerd, I don't know what would." She smiled and cocked her head.
"Are you betting me that Pete can get me to beg for release?" Vangie asked.
Jan just grinned and rapidly nodded her head up and down.
"Lady, do you know who you're dealing with?" Vangie asked. "You do know that I'm forty-five years old? Twenty years ago? Maybe. Today? No way! In fact, no fucking way! I'll bet the full five hundred. Okay?"
Jan just stuck out her hand and the women shook. "'Come into my web, said the spider to the fly' is a rather famous phrase, isn't it?" Jan asked. Vangie nodded. "Lady, the web is right up here. Just kneel next to Pete with your back up straight and your hands on your thighs. It might help if you spread your knees a bit, too."
Vangie did as she was told.
Pete and Jan started to talk about arrangements for the new baby. She had already redecorated the bedroom next to theirs as the nursery. Jan was funny as she described how she intended to play musical chairs with the children. When there was a new baby, every child would move down one room. Pete asked what happened when they went through all five bedrooms.
Jan looked at him as if he had a screw loose and said acidly, "We enlarge the house, dummy! You don't think for one minute that's going to stop my production of babies, do you?" Pete just rolled his eyes and caressed her belly. Then Jan kissed him with unleashed passion and whispered, "Peter Stewart, you are my love and my life!"
Meanwhile, Pete's other hand had been gently caressing Vangie's body. The woman was now proud of her body for the first time in as long as she could remember. Remarkably, all of her lotions, liquids, creams and other toiletries were things of the past. Jan told her with a grin that the only permitted item was musk oil which they used by the gallon.
Now her complexion was clear and golden. She glanced down and loved the way her breasts now looked with their small up-thrusting nipples. She was surprised to see how engorged they now were. As she watched, his fingertips caressed them and she let out an involuntary scream of pain and pleasure. They had never been so sensitive before!
His hands continued to move and she could feel her respiration speed up for some reason. Then, when he lightly ran a finger up her hairless slit, it was soaking wet! In fact, when he parted her lips, some fluid began to drip from it. This had never happened before, either. She found her body swaying in time with his stroking and heard herself make happy mewing sounds as he stroked her like a cat. My God, I even sound like one! she thought.
Now it felt like he was taking her higher and higher up a mountain. She began to strive for the top! It would be ... What? Ecstasy? But that would mean he had made her ... cum? But it was impossible! Her sexually active years were way back in her past.
In fact, she now admitted to herself, that was a major reason for her spending the time with Jan. She could tell that Ed Bradley was very virile. Of course, he could have a mistress and probably did, but she wanted him to herself as much as possible. That was why she was working so hard to become an excellent cook and housekeeper to try to maintain his interest. She had even learned how to play Bridge because she knew he liked the game.
But keeping him happy in bed? Now she realized that, deep down, she hoped if her body were attractive enough that he might overlook her shortcomings. Besides, she would happily be a receptacle for his cum anywhere. Even in her ass, she decided. Perhaps that would be enough to maintain his interest, at least for a while.
Oh, well, she thought, maybe I could help him find a younger girl who's very good in bed. But if I do that, why would he need me?
In the meantime, though, Pete had her high up on the mountain. My God, she thought, maybe I'm actually going to ... cum! But it's never happened before. Ever! She was close ... closer ... she was ... And Pete stopped. Vangie jerked herself erect and opened her eyes. My God! she thought, I didn't even realize they were closed! He looked at her, smiled warmly, and asked if she wanted to catch her breath before they started again. Vangie shook her head to try to clear it and took a deep breath.
Now that it was over, it really wasn't so bad after all. In fact, it was really kind of fun. Pete had such a remarkably tender touch! His fingers felt glorious on her flesh. The other ... well, that must have been some sort of aberration, she thought. Again he began to move. But this time it was much faster getting up the mountain. In no time she was at the edge and ... nothing! He had stopped again.
She looked at Jan and saw the girl smiling in amusement and ... sympathy. She knows I'm in agony! She really does. He took her up again, and again, and yet again. Now the intervals seemed to be only seconds. Her nerve endings were alive and screaming. In fact, she realized, I am screaming! My God, I am! And she was. Now all her sensation was in her loins. Pete stroked her nipples again and she screamed in pain. He took her up and stopped.
Finally, she couldn't take it any more and screamed, "Pete, release me! Oh God! Please, Pete, I'll do anything if you'll only release me. Please!"
"Why don't you lick out Jan's cunt again, Vangie. While you do that I'll think about your request. But please do a good job or..." Vangie dove between Jan's thighs and began to lick her cunt with the greatest care. As she did she could feel her tears pouring down on Jan's abdomen and thighs, so she tried to lick up her tears, too.
Meantime, Peter continued to work on her so intensively she could scarcely function. All she knew was that her survival depended on cleaning Jan's cunt to the greatest extent possible. Her tongue darted up the girl's vagina and stroked her clit. When Vangie bit it lightly, she was rewarded by another flood of her delicious juices. Finally, when Jan's crotch was licked clean, she flipped her head and used her long hair to dry the woman's groin.
Again Pete took her up her mountain. As she approached her crest again she was screaming and crying for release. Tears were pouring from her eyes and then ... She was over! Her cunt began to pour out a flood. When it happened, she could no longer hold her body upright. Pitching forward on the bed, she had her knees up under her and spread them wide. Pete just continued to play with her clit and her vagina while she pumped out what seemed to be years of accumulated vaginal juices.
As the minutes passed, he just kept it up. All Vangie cared about was the glorious sensation in her cunt that was like nothing she had ever felt or even imagined. Then she remembered what Cathy had said. This must be what a continuous orgasm was like. Suddenly Pete pinched her clit hard. The incredible sensation overwhelmed her nervous system and she fainted.
Pete winked at Jan who winked back. "Thank you, darling, for thinking of me. She was wonderful. Her tongue is really very talented now." Jan said.
They carefully moved Vangie to a dry part of the bed, straightened out her body and pulled the covers up over her shoulders. Pete and Jan got out of bed and took a shower together. Now Pete enjoyed soaping Jan's abdomen and taking the opportunity to feel the baby moving and kicking inside her. With the water pouring over them he kissed her passionately.
She said, "Darling, thank you. I couldn't be more happy than I am now! I just couldn't be. I have you and my baby growing inside me. What more is there?"
They went downstairs and Jan, making a funny face by crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue, began a comedy routine of preparing breakfast.
Pete laughed merrily and said, "Darling wife, have I told you how much I love you lately?"
She looked thoughtful and then hurt. "Not in at least fifteen minutes," she complained. "Thank you for reminding me that I'm hurt by your insensitivity to my emotional needs. I don't think I'm speaking to you any more!" He took her in his arms and started nibbling on her ear. "That will ... get ... you ... everything!" she exclaimed as she spun into his arms and kissed him passionately. Then with a yelp, she rescued his omelette from burning. She had just sat down to eat hers when Vangie padded into the kitchen.
Vangie was bright-eyed and her hair had been carefully brushed. She looked exquisite. When Jan looked at her quizzically, Vangie returned the look with a puzzled look of her own. Then she pantomimed a great discovery.
Standing beside Jan, she tipped her pelvis backward. "Is this what you're looking for?" she asked. Jan glanced down and saw what appeared to be a cigarette protruding form Vangie's cunt. She gently pulled it out and found it was five one-hundred dollar bills rolled tightly like a cigarette. Jan took it and howled with laughter.
Then Vangie said with a grimace, "It's only fair, after all. My damned cunt lost the bet, so it's only fair that it should pay."
Then she went to Pete and kissed him softly full on the lips. His eyes widened and he asked what that was all about. "It's about saving my marriage, Pete, and that's despite the fact that there's been no wedding yet," she replied softly. "You see, I was so scared of losing Ed, I wanted to be as good for him as I possibly could be. While you were working on me, I was even thinking that I could fool him by having a nice body so he might not notice that it was just a piece of meat.
"Then I thought of helping him find a nice young thing who could be good to him in bed, but that thought terrified me. Then you brought me to orgasm. My God! Did you ever! Peter Stewart, you are unreal." Then with a grin and a wink at Jan she added, "And that's in spite of being an all-galaxy nerd, too!"
Meanwhile, Maureen Callahan had begun work at the bank and had been assigned to work with Kelly Cavanaugh as Cathy Collins had been. She found she loved the work and was very good at it. Like Cathy and Kelly herself, Mo had an excellent feel for people. She felt right at home in her "uniform" of Levi's and chambray shirt although she truly envied the girls who wore the gold collar as their badge of honor. No one had earned the right to wear one since Christmas, and it didn't look like anyone else would now that Cindy was married and in her own apartment.
One evening, Kelly stopped by her desk and asked her if she would like to join Kevin and her for a beer after work. He was coming over from the steel mill after work to pick her up. Maureen agreed instantly. She found she liked this big Irish girl very much and loved to see her with Kevin. They were so much in love it brightened their surroundings wherever they went.
When Kevin arrived, they walked over to J.J. Murphy's. Jack Murphy greeted Kelly with a kiss. Quickly she whispered to him that Maureen Murphy Callahan was the daughter of Colleen Murphy Callahan and the late Sean Patrick Callahan. Sean, she told him, had been awarded the Medal of honor, the DSC, the Silver Star, and the Purple Heart, all posthumously. Finally, she told him that Maureen's father had been killed in action before she was even born. "But remember, Jack, her mother is a Murphy from Dublin!"
J.J. went over to Maureen and spoke to her in Gaelic to tease her. To his amazement, she responded fluently in the same language. J.J. looked at her and said, "Sure and it's true! You're indeed a Celtic princess. Maureen Murphy Callahan, my home is yours, along with everything in it. You're my guest here ... permanently. And if your mother is ever in the area, I would love to have the opportunity to meet her.
"Not here, of course! It wouldn't be proper. But perhaps we could meet at some fine hotel where I could buy her tea ... or something." Poor J.J.'s voice just faded away as he realized the impossibility of ever entertaining a Celtic queen
Tears came to the corners of Mo's eyes and she said softly, "Mr. Murphy, there's something you should know about my mother and pubs. You see, she met my father in a pub in Dublin."
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It was nineteen fifty and James Martin took his 18 year old girlfriend Maris Ludwig and her ten year old sister to a secluded lake in Nebraska. It was the place for young people to swim on Sunday. Maris looked good in her black one piece bathing suit. She waded into the water and her sister followed. They swam and played in the water while Jim watched from the car. Cynthia suddenly screeched."Maris, I lost my top" she said frightened.Cynthia had on old shorts and a polka dotted bandana wrapped...
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Time was dragging; I hadn't been without constructive activity in years. I had classes to take and reserve duty, neither of which was happening at the moment. I asked Laura if she needed anything done. Fortunately, she had some leaky faucets and some other meaningful tasks that would save her a bundle if I could accomplish them. Removing the faucet cartridges and going to the plumbing supply store required a deliberate procedure. The clerks in the large chain home supply store hadn't a...
When I returned from Fort Sill, the house was in order, the dishes were all put away and I found Alyssa and Ashley both at their desks working. What a surprise to find them doing what they should be doing. When I went in to kiss them both, they seemed genuinely happy to see me. I suppose it represented both the relief to know that someone was here and that they honestly missed me. Alyssa hugged me longer than usual and smiled a lot. That felt good inside. We quickly decided that the first...
It must have been quite windy outside because we made a hard landing at Langley. Half an hour later, I was in a Navy van on the way to the Naval Hospital at Portsmouth. Within two hours, I was in my bed tired as hell. A nurse came by with some records and asked how I was doing. "Fine, I think. A little hungry and very tired." "Can you walk to the chow hall?" "I think so. I haven't used my leg much today." She guided me to the chow hall, which was serving sandwiches and snacks at...
Cynthia Laura and I were engaged in a cutthroat game of Scrabble on a Saturday afternoon with the girls. We had not heard from Charles in many days, either by phone or email. Although I missed hearing from him, I had been warned that he could suddenly disappear with no notice. So, I wasn't concerned. My cell phone rang and I answered. A male voice began, "Cynthia, this is Master Chief Cantera from the Reserve Center. I wonder if I could come by and talk to you for a few minutes?" I had...
Cynthia knew this was coming, with Gordon behind bars he would transfer his power. Tyler walked to her swinging a small key chain, then unclasp his hand revealing the key. She dropped her head, in seconds 9 years of raising him from boy to man flashed through her mind.Cyn had met Gordon by chance in a seedy late night bar. After several drinks with his constant flirting he made a pass at her. She thought she could scare him off telling him that she was a T-Girl, but it only served to entice...
Cynthia went to the door. Before opening it she straightened her back and thrust her breasts out. Then she opened it and waited. Peter Stewart was coming up the walk. When he looked up, he saw the girl standing naked in the doorway waiting for him. Smiling, he said, "Hi! I'm Pete Stewart. You must be Cynthia Martin, my wife's new—" "—slave, Mr. Stewart," she finished with a smile. "I'm your wife's bond slave." Suddenly, she appeared flustered. Cindy had been prepared to take...
The trip to college was quite the trip for cynful. You see, when you're riding with a sex crazed dog, like Teddy, that seems to want sex every couple of hours, a simple four day trek across country becomes quite the adventure. At first, they would stop at a rest area and cynful would take Teddy to the very back of the rest area as much out of sight as possible and let him fuck her. They found though that they were getting farther and farther behind schedule. When they stopped for dinner...
Four unhappy women climbed into the van to head back to Raleigh. Although it would be a long day, it would be nothing compared to Charles' trip. In the mirror, I noticed Alyssa crying quietly. I said, "Alyssa, are you having a hard time?" "Yes. I didn't want him to go. I'm scared." "We all are, sweetheart. It's okay to cry. I certainly have and I think your mother is still a little damp." "What are we going to do? He did everything around the house. We can't even go bike...
Sarah and I communicated well when she had time for conversation, often after her shift was over. She made it clear that she liked me as more than just a patient, and in addition to liking her, I found myself lusting for her constantly. It wasn't so bad in the mountains when there were no distractions, but to see it around me every day flamed my desire. She caught up with me while I was in physical therapy. After a couple of cheers, she said, "I got her cell phone. I'll see you...
Shortly after Labor Day, Emily Amelia Hardwick made up her mind to go down to her bank. Emily always thought of Chicago Trust Company as her bank. After all, her great-grandfather was one of the original investors when it was founded, and the Hardwicks had been banking there ever since. Emily made up her mind to see Donald Martin and find out what was going on. Over the last few weeks Emily had noticed that she received particularly good treatment from small merchants whenever she gave them...
Cynthia and Rob lay in bed staring into each other's eyes with love and adoration for each other. They had been going at it like the newly weds they were for the last 24 hours. Between Rob and Teddy, she had had sex at least every couple of hours. She was a bit sore from the ceremony the night before and all of the activity, but it was a good sore. Rob was happy and that was all that was important to her. They had been lying like that for a while when Rob said, "God you are beautiful my...
Next morning, we mounted up in the five-ton truck sitting on benches looking outward. In the "old days," soldiers sat facing each other like a sewing circle until someone figured out that wasn't a good defensive position and changed the seats. Looking outward with weapons at the ready gave us a better chance to see and engage them if they fell within the rules of engagement in effect. I sat next to Sgt. Jefferson, who had coached me yesterday. He started telling me about the situation....
It was two weeks later and Cindy was making a remarkable recovery. She was out of bed and moving, although gingerly. A week earlier Jan had removed the stitches from her crotch and found the most serious cuts were healing nicely. Now Jan was out of the house running errands. She had a lot to do that had been let go during the time Cindy needed constant care. It was early afternoon, and Cin was taking a nap. She awakened when the doorbell rang and then she heard the door open. She heard a...
The following Thursday afternoon, the third of July, Cindy again drove to the station, this time to meet Jeffrey Campbell, and arrived just as he was getting off the train. The first thing he did was to hurt her feelings by commenting on her ugly little Japanese car. She had come to love the thing. Driving out to the house, Jeffrey made a point of telling her that he had relieved himself with a new boyfriend before getting on the train. This time his remark turned her stomach. When they...
April Jefferson was feeling good when she returned to her desk after an early lunch. She was scheduled to relieve Jean at the reception desk at twelve-thirty. She was very pleased with her new job at the bank. The people were very nice and things were starting to work out for her. Looking at her desk she found a note to see Mr. Burke immediately. Suddenly, her heart was in her mouth. It must have been that trouble with the two women this morning, she thought. But they seemed so nice! I hope...
When the Stewarts and Cindy returned home to Deerfield, there was a package waiting for Jan from the bank. She opened it and flipped through the material. Most was routine, but there was a sealed envelope for Cindy which Jan passed over to her. Cindy opened it and scanned it quickly. It was from S. Stratton White, saying that the loan to Chicago Steel had been turned down. He indicated he would be available to talk about it at two o'clock Monday afternoon. Cindy was furious as she got ready...
It was only a week before Christmas when Cindy called April and asked what the Division was going to do for a party. Hanging up the phone, April immediately called the dining room and asked about scheduling a Christmas party for the division. By now the unit numbered sixty people and it was still growing rapidly. The initial response was laughter. She was told in no uncertain terms that all facilities had been booked for over six months. Hearing the news, April was ashamed. It was the first...
The last-minute preparations were all set for the feast Cindy had planned and prepared. Although Jan had cooperated with her on the hors d'oeuvres, the dinner was entirely Cindy's. She had planned it, purchased the food with her own money, and prepared it. In spite of her teasing, it turned out that Kelly was a very good cook and, working with Cindy, had become much better. Kelly was going to personally handle the final preparations so Cindy could remain seated. The girls who were going to...
When they left J.J. Murphy's, snow was falling. Again, Cathy surprised Ken. It was very cold and the wind was swirling the snow around the street lights. But instead of huddling into her coat like all the other girls he knew, Cathy held her head up straight and seemed to enjoy the sensation of the snowflakes melting on her face. Unselfconsciously, she took his hand and held it as they walked down the street. It was only a few blocks to the apartment, Cathy had said. They had gone less than...
After a little discussion, Cathy and Ken decided to leave the Bears' party and have dinner alone. It turned out that they were both now famous in New Orleans and Antoine's management was happy to oblige them with a table in spite of the Super Bowl crowd. They were quietly enjoying a pre-dinner drink when Cindy and Dan appeared and asked to join them. Cindy made a remark to Ken with a wink about the uppity slaves she had to put up with these days. After they ordered drinks Cindy just looked...
For the month following the events of the Thanksgiving Weekend, things picked up a steady routine. The Friday evenings at the porn shop ended after the auction and Susie and June were allowed to heal. The two still attended classes but their hearts weren't into it. Susie because she was totally humiliated having to walk around with the piercings and chains hanging off her. Quite a few of her classmates stopped and asked her why she had done something so outrageous. She didn't know what to...
Cynthia had went to a local gym which she done twice a week for some years with her friend. Today she had went alone as her friend was not able to come with her. At 53 years old and a little overweight she enjoyed the time working on the treadmill and working out on the various equipment. Walking on the treadmill her beautiful blonde hair swung back and forth with each step and her 36DD breasts snapped up and down with the concussion of each step. Cynthia's Workout Cynthia had went to a local...
MatureIntroduction: Cynthia arrives at her sisters house for a relaxing vacation and an early Christmas treat from Rhoda Next day, the human touch was still on my mind and I decided to make an appointment for a minor touch up treatment. It definitely still stings at first but the pleasurable massage following the Brazilian waxing with the soothing human touch is still worth the trip. This new avenue of pleasure had arrived for me about a year and a half ago. Every few months I would treat myself this...
Cindy made the coffee and carried a tray upstairs. Carefully, she opened the door, trying not to make any noise. But just the sound of the latch turning was enough to waken Jan. She looked at Cindy and winked. She's wide awake! And she's not bleary eyed or fuzzy. She's beautiful even when she awakens! Janice Stewart is unreal, she thought. Cindy saw Jan's hand squeeze Pete's that was cupping her breast. His eyes opened instantly. Jan's face was turned towards his and she heard her...
When Cynthia Martin regained consciousness the next morning, it was like rising through a red fog of pain. She finally worked up enough energy to open her eyes. When her eyes opened, the first thing she saw were Jan's brilliant blue eyes looking at her. She tried to smile and almost did. Realizing she was in a bed, she tried to get up, but Janice's hand gently held her down. Cindy was amazed at how weak she was; she couldn't overcome even the slightest pressure. Jan said softly, "Where...
Over the next weeks things slowly returned to normal. Cindy's body had now healed: There were now only red lines marking the cuts on her body which were fading fast under her golden tan. One day Pete returned home driving a new car, a bright red Mazda 323 GTX. He parked it next to the garage and Cindy came out to look at it. "What happened to the BMW? Get a little too close to a tree?" "Oh, this? No, it's yours. I left mine at the office," he replied. "Mine? What do you mean, mine?...
On Friday the doorbell rang at noon. Jan went to the door and found a man standing there with a large bag in his hand. He asked, "Are you Janice Stewart? You look like the description your mother gave me. I'm Henry Hall, your mother's hairdresser. She said you have a friend staying with you who has a big date and she asked me to come out and fix her hair." Jan's jaw dropped. When she was in Los Angeles she commented on the fact that all of the girls in the Clifford & Jamison office...
The next morning after their lovemaking, Cindy dragged Dan out of bed. Along with the Stewarts, they went to church early and then returned home to another breakfast Cindy prepared. With her heart in her mouth, she made croissants which turned out to be as light and flaky as Jan's best. She served them with omelettes which were also masterpieces. Jan just shook her head sadly and said, "Pete, it's all over. I used to think I was a passable cook, but there's no way I could do...
The next morning Jan went into the office of Illinois Technologies with Pete. Cindy learned they were planning to change the company name to The Peters Drive Company. By now she had become so expert in cleaning she finished her work in the house by ten, and then put on a pair of tight Levi's and a chambray shirt she borrowed from Jan. As a result of her workouts on the exercise equipment, her own clothes were now all too tight in the shoulders and too full on her hips. Getting in her car,...
Cindy heard April's car come to a sliding stop on the gravel driveway at nine-fifteen the next morning. She heard running steps and was waiting at the door to open it. April was standing there, breathless. There were tears in her eyes as she said, "Cindy, I'm so sorry! We came as fast as we could. There was a mix-up on instructions. Kathy was told to meet me at eight and not seven. It's not her fault. Please be nice to her? All the fault is mine, and as the senior I take all the...