Nandita To Nandini
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This story is a fiction. It does not relate to any real incidences or real persons. This work contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity. Anyone who may be offended by such contents, or persons forbidden by law or any regulations, should not read, hear, touch, smell, or download this story. Re-distribution, posting, and anything other than personal enjoyment are subject to explicit authorization by the author.
Special thanks to Morgan for editing this story and giving invaluable input.
Chapter 1 – The Plan has Changed
It was late Friday afternoon. I was in the office packing the stuff I needed for a meeting with a client the following week when the intercom buzzed. I was working for a medium size advertising agency in Chicago, Illinois. I had been working there for five years, right after I graduated from ISU. My best friend, my roommate at ISU, and now my boss Nick recruited me to work for the agency.
It was Nick on the intercom. ‘James, can you come over for a while? The plan has changed.’
‘Damn it!’ I mumbled. This wasn’t a good sign. Nick was the man who knew me best, better than my parents and better than all my previous girlfriends. I knew him very well too. What he indicated by the change of plan would mean I wouldn’t be going to Atlanta as planned. I was supposed to go there for a review meeting with a client. It was going to be a piece of cake for me. The client’s budget wasn’t huge, they had been very happy with our performance, I knew them well, and we had been maintaining good relationship for a number of years. The secretary of the client’s president, Alice, was a hot tease. I almost got into her pants last time. I had been drawing up a plan, which I justly believed that it would work this time. Now this ‘change of plan’ was going to kill all my hopes.
I went into Nick’s office with a mean look. Nick laughed. He knew what I was thinking. There weren’t many secrets between him and me. When I first met him at ISU he was a senior and I was a freshman. Since then we had been sharing each other’s secrets. I knew almost everything about his life, his wife, and even company information that I wasn’t supposed to have. I was his best man when he married his wife two years ago. I never dared to tell her I knew what size of lingerie she wore, how frequent she had sex with Nick, and all the juicy details about their life together.
‘Well, your guess is correct, you’re not going to Atlanta.’ Nick maintained a wily smile. ‘Dave’s going instead.’
I was more than disappointed. Dave was another Account executive in the agency. He was known to be an expert in dealing with hot teases. I could picture Dave riding on the woman I had bought a dozen of condoms for.
‘We may have a crisis with Roger & Wilson. We just know that another advertising agency made a presentation to them this morning. Together with the screw-ups we had earlier this year, this could mean losing a big client. We need someone better to lead the presentation and negotiation in Monday’s meeting with them.’
‘Fuck!’ I muttered. Dave was going to get the beauty and I was going to have the beast. I knew why it was me who was chosen to handle this crisis. I had known Roger Dreyfus, co-founder of this nationwide cosmetic distributor, for most of my life. Roger’s dad and my dad had been in the same platoon in the Vietnam War. We had been having strong ties all my life. In fact it was me who got Roger & Wilson for this agency and had been dealing with them until Dave joined the agency 2 years ago.
‘Jennifer will be going with you.’ Nick added with another wily smile.
‘You’ve got to be kidding!’ I leaned forward in the chair. Jennifer was an assistant art director who joined the agency about six months ago. She was a bitch. Whoever complimented her soft blonde hair, her ocean blue eyes, her firm breast, or her slender legs, would be considered an impetuous jerk to her. I knew that well, I made all those remarks when I first saw her, and since then had been a total jerk as far as she was concerned. She was creatively talented, which could explain her being recruited into her position only 2 years after her graduation. However, whether it was prejudice or difference in views, she had never concurred with me on anything, not once. In meetings we always had the most scorching disputes which were usually ended with her calling me ‘Jerk’. She must have been born to hate me. We just had a hot clash that morning. She almost hurled her folder at my face.
‘I’m not kidding. I’m sorry,’ Nick winked, ‘but she did all the artwork of the new proposal and there is nobody who is better than her for the presentation.’
‘Damn it, Nick,’ I howled, ‘you know she’s a bitch. Either she go or I go, but I’m not going with her.’
‘James, I know how you feel. I hate to send you there with her. But we’re in a crisis. Do you think you can be certain to sure keep Roger & Wilson without presenting this new proposal we’ve been working on?’
‘Well, I can’t guarantee anything. As a matter of fact, I don’t care. You can send the bitch there with anyone else. Damn, it’s Dave account, not mine. Send Dave, I want to see Alice.’
‘Listen, James, Bruce has assigned Roger & Wilson back to you, and has agreed to raise your bonus in the consumer sector by a point. It’s your business and your future now. You need to retain Roger & Wilson for the agency and for yourself.’
I dropped back into the chair. What Nick meant was I would be getting at least $10,000 additional bonus if everything went well. Roger & Wilson was a major account for us while Alice’s company was a small one. This would also prove to Bruce, CEO of the agency, that I was a valuable asset to him, which would enhance my prospect for promotion. Of course, that was only if things went smoothly.
Nick saw that I was being swayed. He pushed a thick folder on his desk towards me, on top of the folder were two air ticket envelopes. ‘Jennifer had some personal stuff to handle and left early, so you are taking both air tickets with you. You’ll meet her at O’Hare on Sunday. You guys will be staying at the Hilton Millennium. Study the file and if you have questions, call me at home.’
I sighed. I felt like I was a whore on my way to sell my body and soul. Yet I knew I had no option. I had been working very happily in this agency and it was a great pleasure to work for a boss who knew me, respected me, cared for me, and would fool around with me. I wouldn’t quit this job because of that bitch.
Nick came around the desk and patted me on the shoulder when I was about to leave his office. ‘Put up with her. It’s only a couple days. Maybe it won’t be as bad as you think. By the way, they have a cocktail reception in Monday evening, take a good suit with you.’
I sighed again. ‘Okay. I hope so.’ I left his office.
On my way back to my cubicle I almost ran into Mary. Mary was Bruce’s secretary. She was a bigmouth, a gossipmonger. She was also the cousin of Roger’s secretary Mariah. Obviously she and Mariah were the sources of Nick and Bruce knowing about our rival’s activity at Roger & Wilson. Mary gave me a sly smile when she saw me. I sighed. She laughed.
Chapter 2 – The Trip
I arrived at O’Hare airport at about noon on Sunday. I hated that airport. I couldn’t understand why they didn’t build it so that the shuttle bus would stop right in front of the check-in area. I already had a couple tennis games that morning and I didn’t need more exercises. It seemed like a marathon run before I got to the departure lounge for my flight.
I saw Jennifer when I approached the check-in counter. She was wearing brown crewneck sleek top and beige stretch pants. Her hair spread softly and smoothly over her shoulder, reminding me of those shampoo commercials. She was around 5’6 and had slender legs which made her look like a Victoria’s Secret’s model in those pants. She surely knew how to dress herself. If she wasn’
t such a bitch I would no doubt be attracted to her.
She was glaring at me with an impatient look. ‘Can you be more punctual? Do you know our flight leaves at one?’
‘Why worry? Our tickets are confirmed and our seats were selected in advance. I don’t see any thing that could go wrong.’
‘They better not!’ She was still glaring at me when I gave the tickets to the man behind the counter. He gave Jennifer a glance when he took the ticket from my hand. ‘Your sister?’ He asked in a low voice.
I turned to have a glance at Jennifer too. I couldn’t understand why this stupid guy would think we were siblings. We had nothing in common. She was blonde and I had dark brown hair. Her eyes were blue and mine were brown. She was about 3 inches shorter than me but had a much nicer body than mine. The only thing that could suggest Jennifer was my sister would be her looks of hatred that my childhood neighbor’s little sister used to give him. But then, I never had a sister in my life.
‘No.’
‘Your girlfriend? She’s been standing here for more than an hour. Pretty chick!’
I stared at him and pointed my finger at his computer terminal. ‘Girlfriend, you’ve got to be kidding.’ I murmured to myself. However, I knew why Jennifer was so annoyed now. I hated waiting for people too, especially an hour’s wait. But then nobody told me to arrive two hours before the flight, either. I never followed what airlines told me, only idiots did. Well, bitches too.
When we boarded the plane I found out we would occupy the two seats on the twin-seat side of this MD80. There were more passengers on board than I expected, probably another convention or show fair in New York.
‘Do you want the aisle seat or the window seat?’ I turned over and asked Jennifer.
She was still glaring at me. ‘Aisle.’
‘Okay.’ I tossed my bag into the rack above us and offered to put hers there. Jennifer shook her head but didn’t stop the glare.
I bent and got into my window seat while she put her baggage into the rack and closed the lid. She moved into her seat without looking at me.
After the plane took off, I unbuckled the seat belt and got the file out from my briefcase. ‘Jennifer, I had a look at the new proposal. The ideas and artistic part are great, but the client presentation technique could be improved a bit.’ I made my points carefully while keeping my eyes on the papers.
‘Bruce said it was great. So did Janna and Nick.’ Jennifer replied in a flat tone of voice. Janna was the Art Director.
I had expected that reply. Human would walk on their hands if Jennifer would ever agree with me once. ‘Look, Roger doesn’t like his company having a feminine image although their business is almost totally about women.’
‘I had talked to Roger over the phone on the idea. He didn’t express any dislike. I don’t think you understand it.’
‘Listen, Jennifer. Nobody in this agency knows Roger better than I do. I would bet anything on that.’ I couldn’t keep looking at my folder anymore. I turned to look at her. There were flames in her eyes. I cursed Nick big time.
‘You’re just prejudiced. Bruce had endorsed the way the presentation is going to be made. We’ll do it as planned.’ Jennifer turned her eyes to the back of the seat in front of her. ‘I need a nap.’ She said as she closed her eyes.
I had a feeling our proposal was going to fail, unless I could accomplish the impossible mission of changing Jennifer’s attitude towards me.
I was still looking at her. So I saw her breast rise and fall as she breathed. Although her crewneck didn’t expose anything other than her neck and arm, it was soft knit and showed her curvature well. This was the first time I saw her body at such a close distance. She had nice boobs. I didn’t have to take off her bra to know it. I had a lingerie client. I felt blood rushing to a part of my body. Damn! Wrong moment, wrong place, and wrong target.
‘Juice or soda?’ The flight attendant asked from the aisle.
Jennifer opened her eyes, she glanced over and caught me studying her chest. ‘Jerk!’
I believed the whole plane must have heard her. The pilot must have reported it to the control tower. I felt my face heating up. There was no excuse. I needed a barrel – may be a whole tank – of soda. ‘Coke, please.’ I told the flight attendant who was looking enquiringly look at us.
‘And you, Ma’am?’
‘No, thanks.’ Jennifer replied to the fright attendant.
I had put the file back into my briefcase. I sipped the Coke while eating peanuts. I needed more Coke but I knew I had better be quiet. I pretended to enjoy the view from the plane. The bulge had long gone but I felt my bladder filling up. I needed to pee, but I knew I had better stay put. Any movement would constitute an intended rape to Jennifer. It was the worst flight I ever had.
I didn’t even eat the lunch they provided. If I used the fork my elbow might sway over and touch her, and I would be spending time in prison for the crime. She didn’t eat, either. She had been napping all the time. I didn’t think she was actually sleeping, just avoiding any contact with me.
I hate my bladder. I didn’t drink anything after my first Coke on the plane but it was now demanding some relief. I had to pee. I had to go to the bathroom or I would pee in my pants.
I carefully declared my need in a tone I considered appropriate, while keeping my eyes outside the plane. ‘I need to go to the bathroom.’
Jennifer got out of her seat without a word and stepped forward to the seat in front of us. She wasn’t really napping. I moved out to the aisle with great care and went to the lavatory. It was indeed a very relieving pee, at least Jennifer wasn’t around. I had considered staying in the restroom for the rest of the flight but knew it wouldn’t work.
Jennifer was still standing there when I returned. I huddled back into my seat. She was moving back into her seat when a gorilla-like guy making his way to the back of the plane bumped her. Jennifer fell against me. I instinctively raised my hands trying to hold her when I realized touching her was a capital crime. I lowered my hands and leaned back as much as possible. One of her hands was on the window, another hand on my lap when her cheek met my lips. If this was a kiss, it was the most horrible kiss I ever had. It was also the first time a female had her hand in my lap and I hadn’t responded.
I saw Jennifer’s face became bright red. ‘What are you doing?’ She stared at me after she had stabilized herself.
I had never imagined having my lips on a woman could be such a frightening experience. ‘I, I’m sorry. I… It was…, was…, was an accident. I did…, didn’t…, didn’t intend that… that…’
I was expecting a big slap in the face. But Jennifer just got back into her seat, buckled up, and went to sleep again.
When I recovered from the dread, I played back the incident in my mind. Jennifer smelled good. She wasn’t wearing any perfume, but she must have her hair shampooed that morning. Her fragrance was still in my nostril. My retarded lap was sending delayed signals of Jennifer’s hand in it to my brain. I was licking my lips. I felt my dick swelling. I wished there was a button I could use to deflate my dick. If she found it out, I would be busted big time. That two-hour flight seemed to last 20 hours.
Chapter 3 – The Big Apple
It was almost 5 o’clock when we arrived at the Hilton Millennium. Jennifer had not talked to me since the ‘kiss’. When I asked her if this was her first time in New York she nodded. When I asked her if she had ever seen anyone from Roger & Wilson she shook her head. I started to worry not only the presentation would be a failure, but also if we could make a safe trip back to Chicago.
We had adjoining rooms. I could see her uneasiness when she learned that. After the bellboy opened her door, I asked her if she wanted to eat some
thing. I was starving to death. She shook her head and walked into her room. I followed her in, tipped the bellboy and told him to leave my room key to me.
‘Jennifer, that was an accident. I didn’t mean to do that. I’m sorry. I apologize.’
‘It’s okay. I know it was an accident.’ She spoke for the first time in two hours, but She wasn’t looking at me.
‘Thanks, Jennifer. I’m starving now. I bet you are too. Do you want to get something to eat?’
‘No, thanks. Please just leave me alone.’
‘Okay. Call me if you need anything.’
I went into my room, but I didn’t go to eat. I lay on the bed. I ran through my mind to try figuring out what was wrong, what made this trip so lousy? What made Jennifer felt so bad? I couldn’t come up with any clues. I just stared at the ceiling.
The ‘kiss’ incident started to replay in my mind again. I had the bulge again. I realized why I couldn’t get into Alice’s pants – my dick wouldn’t react to the right circumstances at the right moments. I tried to think about the possible failure of the presentation and my dick grew harder. I tried to think about me having to quit the job because of this bitch and my dick was a steel shaft making a huge tent in my pants.
I went into the bathroom and jerked off. I smelled Jennifer and felt her hand on my lap when I was doing it. It didn’t take long before I was finished. I felt guilty. She was a bitch and I shouldn’t be thinking of her while jerking off.
I went back to the room and lay down. I fell asleep.
My empty stomach woke me up. I looked at my watch. It was almost 8 o’clock, which meant it was 9 o’clock in New York. I hadn’t had any anything, except the pack of peanuts on the plane, for more than 10 hours. I got up, hesitated for a while, and called Jennifer’s room. After a long wait, she answered the phone.
‘Jennifer, I need something to eat, and so do you.’
‘I’m not hungry.’
‘Jennifer, would you mind doing me a favor?’ I asked.
‘Go ahead.’
‘I need to eat, and I need to discuss the details of the presentation with you. I don’t want to screw up your presentation.’ I entreated.
A long pause.
‘Okay, but let me use the bathroom first.’
I waited outside her door for what seemed like 12 hours. She came out carrying her big artwork folder. She was still wearing the same dress she had worn on the plane earlier.
‘I know a fine Italian restaurant nearby.’
‘I don’t want to go out. I’m pretty tired and I hope we can get things done fast.’
‘Okay.’ I said and pressed the button for the elevator.
I finished my double order of steak sandwich in the coffee shop while she watched from across the table. Jennifer only had a salad. She obviously wasn’t in a mood to eat.
I asked the waitress to remove everything except the coffee. I then laid my folder on the table. I flipped to the middle of it and pointed at some storyboard illustrations.
I looked at her while Jennifer was gazing at the pictures. ‘Jennifer, I hate to admit this, but the idea you’re presenting here is great. I know Roger’s going to like it, and so will the TV audience and magazine readers.’
‘I don’t believe you’re sincere.’
‘Why not?’
‘You never are.’
‘Jennifer, listen. This presentation to Roger & Wilson is not only your baby, it is something important for me as well. I’m handling their account now, not Dave. The success of retaining them is going to mean prospect and big bucks for me.’ I saw that she was still staring at her works.
‘Jennifer, look at me!’
She raised her head and looked at me. Her face displayed no emotion.
‘I know you don’t like me. I don’t think I like you either. But we’re in the same boat and we need to work together. You are talented in creativity and artistic design…’
‘No, I’m not.’
‘Why?’
‘You don’t.’
‘What?’
‘You’ve never accepted my work. You never did, and you never will. You’re biased.’
‘What makes you think so?’
‘You say it all the time. You always criticized at whatever I come up with.’
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Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Brandee series is intended for adults only. Additionally, no part of this story may be reproduced without the permission of the author. Becoming Brandee Chapter Fourteen: It was almost a year since I had been transformed from smart independent CD girl, Jenni, into sweet dumb and adorable bimbo, Brandee. It was also Halloween and the final evening performance of my promotional tour being staged back where it all started, the...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversBeing Amanda's Bitch.As I sat there, slumped back in the leather car seat, my body shuddering in post orgasm shudders, turning my head lazily to the right I noticed Amanda staring at me her head cocked to one side, a wicked smile playing across her lips.“You're not done already baby, are you?” Amanda's velvety voice cut through the silence. Her golden hair falling in front of her face, I could just about make out that smile dancing across her lips, as she reached across and started to fondle my...
There weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
Wife LoversI had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
Wife LoversAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been ... interesting. It was a...
Wife LoversAndee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Andee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Wife LoversMs Nandhini – My School TeacherBy KINGPHANTOMEmail: [email protected] 2Lesson – 1 – How to MasturbateThe morning after I Dry Humped our new class teacher’s ass on our school bus. I woke up hearing my older sister Nithya chechi (Starring “Nithya Menon”) calling out my name. “Shyam you idiot, come on get up. You are late for school. I am gonna tell mom, you better get up.” She shouted at me. It’s a curse to share a room with your older sister. She wants to decide on everything that’s...
Andee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual connection with him, mostly on a professional level. When she received his invitation to come to Texas for a few days to explore first hand some of the research developments his...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Eight: Sitting at my vanity I carefully outlined my lips. Then I pulled out a tube of china pink lipstick and coated them. My refection pleased me so much. Finally, I coated my pretty colored lips with two coats of shiny sticky lip gloss. I winked at Richard reflected in my mirror who was watching me get ready for work. I then stood up to face him in my freshly ironed cocktail waitress uniform. Today I would be wearing my pink uniform. I loved wearing...
Andee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the night before became obvious. She was naked but couldn’t exactly remember at what point during the night her lingerie had come off. She rolled out of the bed, made her way to the closet and pulled on a t-shirt from her suitcase. She...
Wife LoversThe whole matter began shortly after Andee’s 38th birthday. She had made one of the biggest decisions of her life and cropped her long brown hair into a cute “pixie” cut. It was a drastic change in her mind, and not long after she began to feel that she wasn’t being “noticed” as much as she had been when her hair was long. “Men prefer long hair,” she complained to her husband one night, not long after she made the dramatic transformation. But despite his constant reassurances, she still felt...
Wife LoversIt had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman, she enjoyed a bit of adventure in her life and this was the second time in a year she had found herself confronted with a sexual complication with her friend. Without question, Andee had been a shameless flirt with Paul,...
Wife LoversBecoming Brandee Chapter Seven Today may be one of the most important days of my new bimbo life. I go for my job interview today. I am so nervous. I so want to get this job. Lisa seems to think I am a shoe in. But I am nervous. I so want this job. It means a lot to me and I think it will mean a lot to Richard and I know it will help continue to rein....reinfer...re...make me more comfortable as a bimbo girl happy in her role.To support me, Lisa came over and we went through my...
Disclaimer: This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee series are intended for adult readers only. Reproduction in any form may not be done without permission of the author. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Eleven: Julie and I crawled into bed together spent as Richard retired to his room. However, just before heading up to bed, Benjamin and I shared a private moment at the door before he headed back to his home. He kissed me tenderly and told me that he'd like to see me...
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We woke up mid morning the next day. I rang down to the servants house and asked that breakfast be served in about an hour. I hustled Candace into the shower, telling Candy that we couldn't play; I had a big day planned for us. And that of course set off a round of what? and why won't you tell me, and I don't care if it's a surprise, which finally ended with several swats to the ass cheeks and a gesture towards the shower. Point made, game, set, match; for now anyway. I went through...
Disclaimer: Like all chapters of the Brandee series, this one is inteded for adult readers only. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Twelve I am now in my fourth month of my tour of gentleman's clubs and adult bookstores and I am really enjoying myself. Julie came out a few weekends ago and had such a fun time watching me in my glory. She says she is going to finish up her Doctorial work sooner than expected and that we might get some more time together. I would really enjoy that as I...
“We’re here!” Grandma cried as she and Grandpa came through the front door with their suitcases. “Grandma!” the children shouted as quickly the five of them surrounded their Grandparents. Grandma and Grandpa hugged them all – letting their hands grab the firm young asses of their grandchildren. Grandma took special care to press her massive bosom against their chests feeling her nipples harden as she did. Grandpa’s large pecker had been hard since...
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Disclaimer: Like all chapters in the Brandee series, this one is also intended for adults only. And, like all other chapters, no part of this story may be reproduced without permission of the author. Enjoy. Becoming Brandee Chapter Thirteen: I think I was telling you all about my publicity and promotional tour before getting side-tracked by hygiene issues in the last chapter. Let me fill you in on a few of my adventures with some fascinating audience members who've won the "Win...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Disclaimer. This chapter, like all chapters of the Becoming Brandee strory, are intended for adult readers only Becoming Brandee Chapter Ten: Now this was totally unexpected. I had initially thought that my wife Julie and I were both to be dates for Richard and suddenly I become very aware that only my wife is Richard's date for the evening. And, once I open the front door, I will be meeting my very own date. "You look divine, Brandee," said my wife encouragingly, "Now make...
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Wife LoversWhen we returned home I took Candace to my bedroom, laid her on her back on my bed, and tied her hands and ankles to the head and foot boards of the bed. I kissed her lightly on her lips, then began to kiss and nibble on her cheeks, eyelids, forehead, around to her ears and her neck. Her body was stock still but her breathing was quick and shallow. When I got to the front of her neck I began to work my way down the front of her body. I grabbed the scissors I left on the bed table and cut her...