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This may be a first for PITNB, but I just have to share this short story with y’all. One of my fellow
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I’ve never given it much thought, but have recently started wondering about it. I now only buy organic milk because my daughter drinks a fair amount with making milo etc.
When I was in Bunnings the other day buying weed killer (Zero and Weed & Feed etc), another customer stopped me and recommended using vinegar instead.
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I was introduced to this fiasco through the story of a whistleblower, Staff Sgt. Chad Wille. According to the Tucson Citizen1, Sgt. Wille was driving the unit’s Humvee when approached by a civilian who told him he had seen that exact same humvee weeks earlier on the street shooting pedestrians with paintballs. Like any good NCO, Sgt. Chad took this info back to the unit and filed a report with his supervisor. Not content, he decided to start asking questions, starting with the person who had the keys to the humvee that weekend. His quest was met with this response, “You’re not aware of the bum hunts?”
Rather than back down, even at the request of several officers in the chain of command asking him if he was a team player, Sgt. Wille investigated further, peppering the youngest enlisted troops with questions and learning about more than just the “bum hunts.”
Sgt. Wille then became the target of two years of harassment:
But as the investigations progressed, Wille became a target, military and police records show. Instead of being rewarded for integrity, he was subjected to a two-year campaign of harassment. Records show he was falsely accused of groping a teenage girl and threatened with a bullet to the head. His confidential military records were provided to an ex-convict. His National Guard photograph was stolen and posted on derogatory fliers outside National Guard headquarters, known as the Papago Military Reservation, in Phoenix. He was subjected to other allegations, investigated and pressured to resign, but refused.
In my book, the man deserves a medal for perseverance. I wish I could limit this blog to just his actions to show the rest of you than many in our military are honorable, ethical, and follow a code of conduct that does honor to the service of all of our servicemembers. But, unfortunately, I can’t.
I need to tell you about Sgt. 1st Class Michael Amerson, the man who held those keys to that humvee on the weekend in question.
I can tell you that his “bum hunts” included elements of sexual abuse, both of young female military members who were “pressured” to flash their breasts at the homeless and of at least one homeless woman who was paid to pull up her top.
I can tell you that his “bum hunts” abused our own veterans. This shouldn’t be a surprise since a large portion of the homeless are vets. What should be shocking is that any serving active duty military would treat our own Vietnam era vets which such shocking disregard, pushing their already fragile mental states to the point of dangerous action:
“Supposedly he was like a Vietnam veteran or something, and that’s why they named him ‘Checkpoint Charlie,’ ” Martin told investigators. “So they buy coffee and Checkpoint skips out on the tab, so now they’re pissed at him. So the story goes, ‘Hey, we’re going to take you out in the desert, dump you out in the desert.’ Maybe to scare him. I don’t know.
“Checkpoint had his cell phone and was going to call the police. So Amerson swung around the back seat, grabbed his cell phone, was going to smash it. Then they get back to wherever it is that they picked up this Charlie guy at, and they’re all standing around and Checkpoint has like a railroad tie (spike) or something and grabs (another soldier) puts him in a headlock and says, ‘I’m going to kill you.’ I guess somehow Amerson diffused the situation or something to that affect (sic).”
I can tell you that the warning signs of Sgt. Amerson’s illegal behavior have been there for years:
Amerson held pool parties where potential enlistees and new soldiers — male and female — were served alcohol and engaged in topless “chicken fights.” One recruit, only weeks in the National Guard, wrote a letter to the commander giving notice that she was quitting because Amerson pressured her to take part in bikini parties.
He also allowed a female recruit to come and live with him and, when the brass found out, Amerson wasn’t punished but young woman eventually agreed to be discharged. Sound familiar? This could be one of the stories from the movie, The Invisible War2.
He married another recruit and had yet a third affair with a teen but the person reporting the inappropriate before was forced out and Amerson was praised for the illegal and immoral behavior.
It’s fair to ask, “Where was the command?” This wasn’t a single night of fun – it was over 30 nighttime raids and countless numbers of inappropriate fraternization with troops under his control as well as rampant sexual abuse. How could the officers in charge not see what was going on? They had to be blind. Or, more likely, they feared dealing with the repercussions of punishing one of their best “bull-shitting” recruiters.
All military report to a civilian Commander-in-Chief at the end of the day and, in Arizona, the CinC of the Army National Guard is be Governor Jan Brewer. According to the Associated Press3, she was unaware of many of these allegations until she read her local newspaper. The question is how high up the chain-of-command did the knowledge go? Who was keeping secrets from the Governor and why? What in the hell is happening to the Army National Guard in Arizona and why?
Retired Col. Karen Bence, who served as mission-support commander for the Guard’s 162nd Fighter Wing, said the state military organization suffers from “a severe lack of checks and balances all the way from state headquarters to the Governor’s Office.”
“If I was governor, I would clean house,” Bence added. “Then, I would go after my liaison and say, ‘Why didn’t I know about this?’
It’s likely that Brewer could have known if she wanted to. Last month, a fight was brewing between two top Generals and one of them, with the help of Representative
Trent Franks, asked Governor Brewer to intervene. She declined.5
As you read more about this story in the weeks to come, remember that this is much more than harassment of the homeless, as if that wasn’t bad enough on it’s own. Even now, places like Fox News6 are leading this story with headlines that imply it’s about the paint guns. Paint guns sell more news… sexual abuse and sexual harassment is just so blase. It’s our job to push back and to make sure this story is reported as it as been by The Arizona Republic7, who originally broke the story.
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The House Guest Is Here to Please And the amazing beauty is the perfect fit in our home View Author’s Copyright Information My wife spotted her standing in the back of our church.
She s a lovely girl who has just moved to our community and is just looking for a place to belong.
It s a friendly town we live in and there s even a greater sense of community within the confines of these walls.
The folks here really enjoy being together.
She is surrounded by several of them, both young and old.
We tend to welcome newcomers pretty well and it s even more seamless than usual for she s quite an outgoing and friendly girl.
It doesn t hurt that she s also breathtakingly beautiful.
I m just looking at her when Katie approaches and extends a warm greeting her way.
It seems in no time flat they are fast becoming good friends.
We often grab some friends and go to lunch after the service and today is no different, it s just that this time Raquel is the lone person.
When the wife introduces me to her and we re shaking hands for the first time I find an unsuspecting fire that smolders inside of me.
As I begrudgingly release her hand I don t know what she s feeling but there s a warmth, something quite different than simple lust, which has filled me to the brim.
I can t quite place my finger on what it is about her that makes her so special, but special she is.
This old man is feeling like a teenager again.
The food is good as usual and the conversation is lively and filled with laughter as we enjoy our lunch buffet together.
You know how it is with some people who are real easy to be with.
Even after you haven t seen them for years, when you finally are reunited, it s as if you haven t missed a beat.
They never deplete you; their very presence is always energizing.
This is the way it is with Raquel.
Though she is for all intents and purposes a stranger to us she seems like home, like an old friend, like the sweet smell of a distant yet alluring memory.
And yet this is a woman we ve known for all of two hours.
As our time together draws to a close the conversation becomes a little more serious.
So, what are your plans? Have you found work yet, a place to stay? Katie inquires compassionately.
Well, I just arrived in town this morning.
I plan on beginning my search for work tomorrow and, as for a place to stay, I think I ll head to The Inn for tonight.
I have enough money to last me at least a week, between food and lodging, Raquel responds with a broad and confident smile.
Damn, she is utterly beautiful.
A week? my wife asks.
Why, in this economy it could take you months to find a job and you only have enough funds for a week? Well that won t do honey, she says as she looks over to me for approval.
Before I can say a word or even smile or nod she s made the decision for us.
You re coming home with us tonight.
Tomorrow you can look for work, but tonight it ll be the comfort of our house for you.
We ll just figure it out from there.
Isn t that right Mike? she asks as she is actually including me into the conversation.
That s right! I say, We ll just have to figure it out as we go.
But for now however, our home is your home! Raquel s eyes begin to moisten at our heartfelt gesture.
She s such a sweet and genuine person and our graciousness has melted her heart.
Next thing we know she stands up and walks first to Katie and then to me, hugging us passionately and kissing us on our respective cheeks.
What a tender, loving woman.
I have a feeling we are going to get along just fine.
Later that night, after finishing our dinner, we are all sitting comfortably in the family room watching the movie The Return to Snowy River on our over-sized screen.
The handsome male lead, after a long, hard day s work, tells his lovely brunette lover how proud and impressed he was by her work ethic.
She comments on how nice it must have been for him, working hard all his life, to always know the satisfaction of a job well done and to earn the respect of all those around him.
Being a bit of a pampered girl, she tells him she wished she didn t have an upbringing that was quite so isolated and indulgent.
I look over at the girls, and their grins and syrupy eyes reveal just how much they are eating up the romantic scene.
Well you know what it s like now, honey! the man tells her.
You should feel good, be proud.
You ve earned it! She looks up at him with her sexy ass smile, and says in a very seductive voice, And I ll keep on earning it! The sexual tension is thick as I glance at the girls again.
Katie is fawning over the screen but Raquel has a different look.
She s staring right at me and, as our eyes meet, she flashes a brilliant smile and licks her lips.
Without saying a word I can read her thoughts.
I sense that she knows of the deep longing within me, that the wife and I just aren t clicking like we should, at least not sexually.
I can tell she senses the lack of intimacy and distance between us.
An hour later, my mind is still racing as I crawl into bed next to Katie and drift off to sleep.
A couple hours later I arise, feeling a bit restless.
I m unsure of why I feel this way but I immediately remember our beautiful house guest.
I close our bedroom door behind me and head down the hall and into the kitchen.
The wooden stairs to the loft where Raquel is sleeping are just a few feet beyond the kitchen s entry.
So I m standing here at the sink in a T shirt and silk boxers drinking a glass of water when I hear something behind me.
I turn and there stands the sleepy-eyed yet stunning Raquel.
What s up honey? I ask her.
The play on words doesn t even occur to me but before I know it the beauty is giggling and pointing at my growing member.
I look down and see that I have a stiffy tenting my shorts.
Damn it! Sorry girl, that just happens sometimes, is the lame excuse I give her.
She s not a kid anymore and she s no dummy.
She knows full well the effect a beautiful woman like herself – especially one dressed in such a sumptuous and revealing piece of see through lingerie – has on a man like me.
Something woke me up and I saw the light so I just thought I d get up and get a drink, she says as she takes the half full glass from my hand and downs it in one big gulp.
I m watching her and, even in the way she drinks down the water, she just makes it so hard to even breathe.
She looks so damn sexy.
I guess I m not the only one who has gotten up, huh? she says laughing again as she looks down at my shorts.
I say nothing, I m just standing there silently recoiling in embarrassment.
Okay, time for bed, she says as she puts the glass down and grabs my hand, pulling me out of the kitchen playfully.
I must admit I love the touch and attention this lovely woman gives to me.
She s so vibrant, so full of life and so damn beautiful.
I figure the evening s excitement is over until, as I start to turn left towards my room, she pulls me in the opposite direction towards the wooden stairs.
I look at her kind of shocked asking her, What gives? Shhhhh, I heard something in my room.
That s what woke me up.
Would you mind coming up and checking on it for me.
I think it might be a mouse.
I m deathly afraid of them! I motion for her to lead the way and quietly follow her up the stairs.
I m not thinking too clearly because soon I have her ass, one of the most amazingly juicy backsides I ve ever had the pleasure of feasting my eyes upon, not more than a foot from my face as I follow her up.
It looks so mouth-wateringly delicious I want to just grab it and bury my face between her cheeks.
And her aroma…damn she smells so fucking good! My cock is ready to split the skin as I enter the room.
She points over to the far side of the bed, draws close and whispers in my ear, I heard it over there.
The hair on my arms and neck rises up in excitement at the alluring sound of her voice and the feel of her warm breath on my skin.
I quietly kneel on the bed and slowly crawl across it.
I m soon aware that, if she s looking in my direction at all, my massive boner is definitely evident.
I camp on the hope that the noisy mouse has her preoccupied.
I stop in the middle of the bed, pausing in the hope of hearing the critter s movement.
All I can think is holy fuck when I feel her hand slide between my legs, first touching my balls then gliding across the soft material to the underside of my shaft! I m utterly shocked.
It s very rare that I get paid much sexual attention at all and here I am with this stone cold fox rubbing my cock.
I think I ve found it! she purrs as she rubs my dick more intently.
Yes, this definitely is what woke me up.
What shall I do with it? I flip over as quick as I can, stunned as I sit on the bed, resting back on my arms as my throbbing cock points straight up at her from beneath my shorts.
I know what I d like to do but I m perplexed on what I should do.
All I can think of is how I love this feeling.
I haven t been sexually pursued by Kate in years.
What are you doing Raquel? I plead.
She climbs up on the bed and kind of chases me around it as the married man in me keeps dutifully backing away from her.
I don t know what to do.
When she finally stops the ridiculous pursuit, I find myself lying back in the middle of the bed facing away from the door.
We are both breathing hard as she faces me, sitting at my feet now.
She smiles that cock-busting smile of hers and slowly leans forward.
Sit up, she instructs.
I do what she asks.
Nice! she says as she reaches her hand for my chest and tenderly glides it across.
I numbly comply when she asks that I remove my shirt.
Next her hands slowly follow my sides down until she reaches the band of my boxers and pulls them down and off.
She s sitting on my legs now as she takes hold of my throbbing cock.
Very nice! she coos as she slowly and loosely slides her hand up and down the already slick shaft.
I can t believe this is happening to me.
I want to thank you for taking me into your home, she murmurs as she holds me in her eyes.
No no problem Raquel.
It s our pleasu I say before being cut off.
Now what do you say you come into mine! she says.
Without breaking eye contact she slowly lowers her head, expertly drawing my cock into her gorgeous mouth.
Soon she is sliding up and down my shaft, her supremely soft lips encircling my needy dick.
Much later in the evening I find out that just a moment into her wonderful sucking, my wife is standing in the shadows of the doorway watching the whole scene unfold.
She had climbed part-way up the stairs and whenever I thought Raquel was looking into my eyes she was actually looking onto Katie s as well.
It seems that the way we are positioned is just the right angle.
Katie s line of sight is just over my head and Raquel s eyes are actually dancing back and forth between us as she sucks on my cock and talks to me.
All of this to say that in my ignorant bliss Raquel spots her immediately and doesn t miss a beat.
She simply locks eyes with Katie and proceeds to seduce me.
It doesn t derail her for a second from bobbing her head up and down on my cock.
Normally a vocal woman, Raquel decides not to change a thing in spite of her audience.
Hmmmm, you taste so damn good! Your per-cum is amazing.
Your wife must do this to you every fucking day! and down she goes again.
I m too lost in the sensations she s giving to respond.
I wouldn t know what to say about her comments regarding Katie anyway.
I can picture it now, she says as she pulls up from the tip with a pop, stroking my throbbing shaft up and down in her hand.
She s sucking on your stiff cock, enjoying the wonderful flow of your love juice, as she begins to play with herself.
Soon she is finger fucks herself to a nice, hard come.
I can only imagine the two of you! she says suggestively while once again looking straight into Katie s eyes.
Seconds later, as if in a trance, Katie climbs the remaining steps and is standing in the middle of the doorway.
She plants her back against the door jamb, just leaning against it.
Her right hand is atop her nightshirt, circling one of her hardened nipples.
The other one is trembling, tentatively resting on her hip.
Raquel smiles at her as another moan passes from my lips.
That s it baby, I love it when you moan, she says while looking down at me.
I bet that sound drives your wife absolutely nuts.
It s time now baby; I want you to come for your Raquel! she says and swallows me again while tenderly fondling my balls.
Look out, I holler a couple minutes later, I m going to come! I had no idea where she wanted it but I knew she d want to take her mouth off of me before I blew my load.
Yes you are honey, right into my hungry mouth! she purrs and then takes me inside her steamy mouth again while continuing to stare at Kate.
Watching the scene unfold has brought Katie to a place she hasn t been to in literally many years: she wants to come.
Raquel keeps on sucking, drawing my cum towards the tip.
I watch her intently and find it all to be so incredible.
It s been so damn long; how I ve missed having Katie suck my cock.
A moment later I ve taken all I can stand as shot after shot flies out of my prick and flows into her mouth.
Raquel seems to be savoring it all as she enthusiastically swallows my cream.
It is so damn sexy to watch her face as I come.
She allows my jizz to dribble down the back of her throat while looking up at me with those stunningly sexy eyes.
While I haven t been blown in many years, this is my first experience of knowing the amazing pleasure of watching someone swallow my load.
Whenever Kate has blown me in the past she always spit it out as if it were something utterly vulgar and disgusting.
This is quite the contrast.
When it seems she has thoroughly drained my man-tube she sits up and gives me the sexiest grin ever.
As she does some of my milk escapes out of the corner of her barely parted lips.
When Raquel gets up I assume she s going to use the bathroom so I just lay my head back down on the bed in satisfied bliss.
It s here that I must interject a little color to the story.
After our time together was over and Raquel and I had some time alone, it was then that she shared with me how and why this all unfolded.
I was right when I wrote earlier that she saw something missing in my marriage.
She confided in me that she had witnessed Katie s apparent indifference towards me and came to understand that she was a woman who had shut down sexually.
She said it appeared that she loved me but it was just as clear that she didn t get me or understand the man I was or what my needs were.
As for me, she saw a man who loved his wife but at the same time was completely frustrated with the lack of intimate interaction.
As she put it, I could sense the passionate river that flows inside of you and saw how it was being hemmed in, suppressed and ignored by the dam of Katie s fears or indifference.
It sickened her to watch me like this.
She knew I needed the charms of a woman s touch, to feel her desire for me, to experience the appreciation of a woman, to know both love making and the thrill of balls-out fucking.
She had quickly grown to love Katie and me and set her resolve to bring me relief and to model or even mentor my wife in what a healthy sexual relationship looked like.
That is why she joined me in the kitchen tonight, to set her plan in motion…
Suddenly I hear the smacking of lips and a low, extremely sexy moan.
I turn around, propping myself up on an elbow, and nearly faint at the sight.
My beautiful, new-found lover has her hands on my breathless wife s hips there in the doorway.
I m utterly speechless as Raquel slides her cum filled tongue inside my shocked wife s mouth and kisses her deeply.
With the intrusion, Katie s eyes are blankly staring forward and they re as wide as saucers.
Soon their clench is broken and I hear Raquel sensuously whisper into her ear, That my friend is how you please a man! Immediately Raquel drives her tongue right back into Katie s mouth.
I m flabbergasted as Katie s hand leaves her own breast and moves it around Raquel s body.
It is shaking in mid-air, a sign of the internal debate as to whether she should push her away or pull her closer.
Closer wins out as her hand touches the middle of Raquel s back and pulls her tight as they continue their passionate kiss.
As another moan escapes my wife s lips Raquel pulls away and backs up.
It s obvious that Katie is extremely hot as she stares at our gorgeous house guest.
Without saying a word, Raquel holds onto Katie s stare and reaches for her hand.
With eyes still riveted together she removes her hand from the top of her nightwear and slides it beneath the nightshirt.
Now Katie is touching her nipple skin to skin.
I m mesmerized as Raquel takes the other hand and guides it down to my wife s waistband, pushing it past and then inside the top of Katie s panties.
Even from my angle I can see Raquel trying to maneuver Katie s fingers so that they are in contact with her dripping pussy.
That s it girl; it s time to get reacquainted with this body of yours, she says as she continually tries to direct my wife s hand as it probes at the entrance of her pussy.
I m here to help you, she adds while smiling wickedly.
Katie just gives another lust filled nod.
Now, Raquel says as she draws close and whispers in her ear…
Now I want you to come for me!
Whores, Part III Snow drove in on a hard slant across the windshield of Stone s car, idling in the parking lot of the community center.
The season was supposed to be past this, but it was coming down like it was personal.
When he d heard the first report, part of him hoped they d cancel, but another part of him just needed to get out.
The wipers were on intermittent, heat cranked high with the fan on low.
Stained cement steps led up to the metal door of a red brick building that had been impressive eighty years ago.
An empty quietude enveloped it now.
Rena s was the only other car in the lot, and he d been sitting like this for twenty minutes, waiting for someone else to show.
Since first meeting her, he d felt a pleasure he could never say out loud in her merely walking in the room.
He knew she d always sensed his attitude, and he was more anxious than ever to see her now, but he wanted to avoid facing her alone this soon.
He would have to look her in the eye, and the last thing he wanted today was risk her recognizing what he really was.
The only reason he d even bothered coming was to avoid spending the night in the house alone with Nikki.
With the snow, no one was going to show up, but it was where he d promised to be.
He reached for the bag from the bath shop on the empty seat beside him.
He pulled out the bodywash he d bought for Nikki and popped open the cap.
The entire car seemed to fill with the scent of powder and roses.
It seemed cheap and even a little tawdry when he thought of the natural scent of her arousal.
The comparison was too laughable to exist.
He felt foolish and decided it would be better not to give it to her at all.
He d felt like a confused fool standing in the shop while his brain tried to distinguish aromas out of the cloying stew of soaps, lotions and perfumes.
The woman who tried to help him had reeked of a sweetness that made him dizzy and a little bit sick.
It might have been nice if they d been out in the usual stench of the world.
He didn t know how to explain what he was looking for, but the saleswoman had gotten a close enough idea.
She d asked how old the lady was he was buying a gift for, and Stone got wary.
He d started to say she was twenty-five, but changed his mind in the middle and said twenty-nine.
He couldn t bring himself to say nineteen out loud.
The saleswoman looked like she wanted to laugh and Stone felt his face burn red.
He finally chose what he chose because it was more expensive than the others.
It felt wrong getting something too cheap, as if it were saying what had happened between them was cheap.
He inhaled deeply, drawing the rose scent into his head, but instantly tried to replace it with his sense memory of Nikki s peaches.
Now, it felt as if getting her something just because it was expensive cheapened her, as if he were rewarding her with a pretty trinket.
Hey, baby girl, I shaved your pussy and licked you like Mama s frosting bowl here, have some nice soap.
He d save them both a lot of awkwardness and embarrassment and dump it before he got home.
He d held onto her too long and too hard in the tub after they d cum.
He should have spoken to her right there and then, and explained how it had all been a mistake.
Simple lapses in judgment, as if cumming in her mouth under his desk had also been a small mistake, like taking a left when you know turning right was the direction you needed to go.
But in the end, he almost wanted to tell her she was right, that she was acting like a craven little whore, and he was nothing but a hapless victim to her sinful ways.
She would have to learn how to reign in and control her ripe sensuality.
But he was full of shit.
He thumb-snapped the cap closed on the bodywash, tossed the bag onto the back seat, then shut off the engine and went inside.
Rena barely cast a glance as he went behind the reception desk to sign in, but he detected the hint of a smile on her face.
It was the first time he d ever seen her wear a skirt.
It was a pleated uniform skirt in navy blue, and the way it draped her bare thighs made it impossible to judge how long or short it would be if she were standing.
Her crossed thighs had a firm, fleshy quality much more stark than in the dark leggings she normally wore.
She had thin, white knee highs pulled up tight, with black pumps conspicuously replacing her traditional sneakers.
The crisp, white blouse was just tight enough around her breasts to suggest a hint of tension against the buttons, which were primly fastened to her neck.
Stone swallowed a mouthful of air as he took in Rena s glaring changes.
She made him think of melted butter and cinnamon.
He felt a deep, sudden thirst come over him.
Hi Professor, she almost sang.
Her tone was as unfamiliar as everything else, and he almost wondered if she were the same person.
Don t call me that, he frowned.
Technically, I m not a professor at all.
Ok, sir, she smiled, pretending to study the call-in log on the desk in front of her.
How um how has the rest of your day been? Stone suddenly tasted Nikki all over his mouth as vividly as if she were riding his tongue then and there.
Pretty uneventful, he lied.
After you left, I mean.
The coy smile broke into a larger one, but she kept her gaze trained on the paper in front of her.
She might have been blushing, but it was hard to tell with her complexion being almost a dark as Nikki s.
I really appreciate all the extra help.
It was a very stimulating meeting.
Stone felt his neck burst into flame as he stared at Rena s thighs.
He wasn t sure if he should stammer an apology for having been an aggressive pig, or simply yank her up out of her chair and rip her skirt up and her panties down.
Maybe we can talk about that after class tonight, he finally suggested.
May-bee, she replied.
It was getting dark, and the snow was coming down as steadily as it had been for the last hour.
For a long moment, he could think of nothing but the way she d leaned against him in his office that day, the broiling heat between her thighs.
But the memory was indelibly etched with the sensation of how Nikki had been silently sucking his cock at the same time.
Gonna be a dead night, he finally said, his tone betraying the complete absence of his brain.
A lot of people called in to say they re not coming.
I wouldn t blame anyone tonight, he replied.
He didn t realize he was staring at her thighs until she swiveled her chair toward him, offering an improved view.
But I better get ready.
I m sure we ll see the die-hards anyway.
Stone forced himself not to look at the bright, turquoise nails gently raking the top of Rena s thigh as he left her behind the reception desk and crossed the hall into the classroom.
He set his folders down at the end of one of the brown, wood veneer conference tables set around the large room in an open horseshoe.
He shrugged off his worn, leather jacket and hung it on the back of a chair.
Thanks to the antiquated heating system, the room was too warm and he pulled off his sweater to go through his ritual in jeans and a deep blue T shirt.
He took the spray cleaner and paper towels off one of the bookshelves and started wiping down the tables.
He went around the horseshoe and pushed them all back in alignment, then set all the chairs in neat rows.
He wanted the room to feel like it hadn t been used.
On a night like this, he knew there wouldn t be more than two or three people, and they d barely notice the difference, but it gave him the illusion of organizing his own mind.
When he was finished, he sat at the end of the row and opened a folder of hand-scrawled papers.
He indulged himself in the charade of looking at them, but Rena was at the center of every passing thought.
The scrawl on the papers became a hazy blur as he ran a hundred possible things to tell her through his head.
None of his ideas felt like anything that would connect with the reality of looking her in the eye.
He gazed out the large windows and let the snow swirling through the parking lot lights daze him.
As he was beginning to feel as if he were floating inside one of those luminous spheres, he felt someone enter the room.
Rena perched herself on top of the table, actually sitting on half of Stone s mess of papers with crossed thighs.
She d fanned her skirt around her and her ass was directly on them.
He wondered if she were wearing panties, and almost wanted to reprimand her for getting them wet.
Um, Rena, he crooned, people are going to start showing up in a little while.
So? So if they come in and see you sprawled across the table like that you re going to make them wonder what we re doing here.
I m kind of wondering that myself, she said lightly.
And anyway, I m hardly sprawled on the table.
She crossed the leg closest to him over the other, exposing more in the process.
The papers she was sitting on wrinkled.
Rena, if you keep this up I won t be able to stand up in class for the whole first hour.
It was something he never heard her do before.
It sounded foreign and beautiful at the same time.
He made a vain attempt to ignore the supple thigh extending across his view.
Like this afternoon? she teased.
Is that why you didn t get up from your desk? So the poor, innocent coed wouldn t see the professor s big, bad hard on? A brief tsunami of paranoia suddenly washed over Stone.
Look uhh about this afternoon Shhh, she hushed him, briefly looking away.
It happened because we let it.
Right? Only now did she look back at his face.
Yeah, of course.
He tried to shove his way around the paranoia, but the wall only seemed to get bigger.
Look about this afternoon I know we need to talk about it, but people are going to be showing up anytime now.
He wondered briefly why none of the other instructors had shown up yet.
He thought he should ask if any had called in, but he got lost in the sight of Rena s skin as he studied her generous thigh.
The corresponding pulse deep in his jeans said it was a bad idea, an even worse idea than letting his mind wander back to that afternoon.
Rena didn t respond.
Stone kept waiting, but instead of speaking she dropped a very scant pair of panties on top of the papers jutting out from under her ass on the table in front of him.
Breath caught in his throat and the faint throbbing in his cock quickly grew into an insistent pulse.
The panties had clearly been recently worn, and Stone didn t bother resisting the urge to pick them up and hold them to his face, inhaling her intoxicating scent.
Jesus, Stone sighed.
I don t know if this would interest you at all, Rena said, but I spent a good part of the afternoon in the bathroom, shaving verrry carefully.
Stone almost said fuck out loud.
Rena then turned until she was sitting with her thighs open and astride the corners of the table, her feet dangling near his thighs.
Her skirt hiked around her hips, exposing the full length of each thigh, along with the shapely pout of her carefully shaved mound.
He could see she hadn t exaggerated about being careful.
Jesus, Rena She leaned back and propped herself on her elbows to watch his reaction with an expectant grin.
He was entranced as she drew a teasing finger along her crease.
Rena for crying out loud When he raised his face to meet her eyes, her lids were heavily hooded, and her bottom lip was caught under a row of white teeth.
Stone felt his cock begin to uncoil as he watched the light stroke of Rena s finger draw a fresh flush and swell to her pussy.
Professor, she crooned almost nervously, did I pass my pampering exam? Jesus, Rena, of all the freakin times, he croaked, yearning to slide his tongue along the scarlet crease where her finger moved slowly but steadily.
Her finger stroked and then dug between her lips, drawing moisture as they began to flush and swell.
Maybe you d be interested to know this afternoon in your office I would ve been perfectly happy to have you yank down my leggings and shove your fingers right up inside me.
Fuck, Rena fuck, Stone muttered.
His cock was rapidly draining the blood from his cerebral cortex.
Oh, but professor she mewled.
Don t call me professor, he said automatically, watching, inhaling.
Technically I m um Well, technically that s true, because the director called an hour ago to cancel everything tonight.
It s just us, and technically, we ll be the only ones cumming.
The radiators hissed and sputtered while Rena s dew-flushed petals made Stone think of anything but the reality of the harsh climate just beyond the large windows.
Her open, almost coppery thighs and humid core only reminded him of perpetual summer.
He filled his flaring nostrils with her fragrance and longed to taste her while his cock thickened and ached with ardent demand.
Rena s finger tapped a tantalizing rhythm against her rising clit.
Stone got up from his seat and took a moment to look at her.
He bent forward and placed a moist, lingering kiss on her mound, trapping her finger beneath his lips.
She uttered a soft gasp and arched against his mouth while her finger danced with his tongue against her blossoming slit.
He pushed her legs up high against her body and stroked his flat, wet tongue along her lips until her breath deepened and she was rolling her hips in an easy rhythm against his mouth.
She didn t have much freedom to move in her position, but the ardent little gnashing motions against his mouth were steady, almost perfectly synched with the huffing sighs pulsing from her throat.
Rena s clit bloomed under the wet rasp of his tongue, and she whimpered in complaint when he suddenly stopped.
He picked up the panties she d dropped on his papers and walked toward the doorway to switch off the lights, bathing the room in the spill of light from the parking lot just outside.
He held the panties to his face and inhaled her aroma while he crossed the room, as if he could fill himself with her penetrating sensuality.
Rena sat up and swung her feet to the nearest chair while Stone approached.
The sleek sheen of pale light reflected along her smooth skin made his breath catch and the growing shaft in his pants twitch with ardent heat.
Her left foot moved aside, allowing him to step into the open space between her thighs.
Stone placed his hand briefly against Rena s cheek, letting his palm slide along the warmth of her neck as she smiled up at him.
You know, Rena, he said, as his hand moved to open the top button of her blouse, we really shouldn t be doing this here.
Absolutely not, professor, she replied obligingly.
Her smile widened while her hand found the front of his pants.
It s very unprofessional.
Very, he nearly groaned as she ran her palm along his lengthy bulge.
Her agile touch brought on a surge of new growth, until his ungainly cock was uncomfortably trapped inside his clothes.
He leaned forward and kissed her, fumbling with the remaining buttons on her blouse while her lips fused with his and her tongue swirled into his mouth.
Her hands worked swiftly at his belt, then opened his pants and pushed them down, along with his snug boxer-briefs, until his naked stalk was jutting freely between her thighs.
Stone felt muffled sounds shudder up through his chest as Rena wrapped both hands around his heated flesh and began stroking him.
With the front of her blouse pulled open, he reached inside to unclasp the scant, lacy bra that matched the panties lying on the table.
His hands slid back to caress her warm breasts.
He ground his thumbs across her swollen nipples and swallowed the mewling sighs that rose from her throat.
When he pulled away, he couldn t help admiring her in the semi-darkness.
She angled his cock until his blunt crown nudged her humid pussy, massaging herself with the tip.
He was trying to think of a way to tell her how beautiful she was that didn t sound tired, but she was miles ahead of him.
Nectar flushed thicker and more heavily as she ground the end of his blunt cock against the pouting maw of her pussy.
His skin was smeared with her simmering moisture, and it was a strain to resist the natural urge to simply plunge inside her.
Then she shoved him backward, taking him by surprise as he dropped onto the chair behind him.
He reached for her bare thighs as she slid off the table, running his hands up along her hips toward the impertinent spheres of her ass, but just as he tried to grasp her taut flesh, she sank down on her haunches.
She flashed him a grin that seemed to glow in the shady room.
She wrapped one delicate fist around the thick root of his cock and cupped his nutsac with the other.
She leaned forward and kissed his stalk s sensitive underbelly.
Her lips felt warm.
Soft and moist.
Her tongue slipped out from between them and ran slowly up his length toward the thickly defined ridge of his crown.
Nice cock professor, she drawled before her tongue repeated it journey around his shaft and tip.
Her tongue curled around his dome, swiping at the generous seepage of precum.
You have got to stop calling me professor Silence descended on the room as Rena s mouth enclosed his cockhead.
There was the intermittent hiss of the radiator.
The occasional sharp intake of Stone s breath.
Rena s hand rose along his thick shank until it met her descending lips.
His cock was rich, imposing and hard as a tree.
Rena was more confident now than Stone had ever seen, as if he were stepping into her realm for a change.
She explored his aching expanse of throbbing flesh until he was slick with a thorough blend of saliva and precum.
Stone was gradually transported deep into Rena s world, where all sense existed only by the whim of her touch and kiss.
But as the ache of pleasure rose to greater and greater heights, he was suddenly thrust back into this world, where a sensuous young woman was making tender, wet love to his cock until his rigid flesh was raging with inescapable demands.
He placed his hands against Rena s neck, thumbs extended along each side of her jaw, and drew her face upward.
She followed his guiding hands until she was standing again.
The short, synthetic zipper on the side of her skirt came down with barely a whisper of sound and fell in a heap around her ankles.
She sat back on the tabletop again and opened the last button on her blouse while Stone hurried to yank off his shoes and pants.
He reared back up and kissed Rena hungrily, pushing the open blouse off her shoulders at the same time.
Now there was only her lacy bra dangling loosely from her shoulders.
The old heating system was cranking so hard Stone was ready to break a sweat as he stepped to the edge of the table.
Rena turned, opening her plush thighs and letting her feet dangle off the sides.
Stone paused to simply look at her, bathed in the distant glow of the parking lights with swirls of snow falling around them.
His hands explored her sleek form, sliding off her shoulders and crossing over her conical breasts.
Slipping down her torso and hips to palm the length of her thighs.
She wrapped both hands around his granite pole and almost seemed to be studying it.
He let his breath escape silently, as if he were deflating a little, and set his thoughts of her accidental beauty aside as he leaned toward her, setting his hands on the table s edges.
When she held the tip of his cock against her simmering pussy, he anxiously ground against her, nudging his dome just inside her sheath.
He kissed her hungrily and ground in deeper, feeling the hot, wet kiss of her body s churning core.
He grasped and kneaded her taut breasts, rolling her thick nipples hard between his fingers and thumbs.
Rena whimpered into his mouth, but then leaned back, lowering down against the table.
You re gonna fuck your horny little prot g now, aren t you, professor? she said in a mewling giggle.
Stone pulled firmly on her nipples as he started to laugh and nudge his cock deeper into her slick heat.
Jesus, Rena, where do you get this stuff? Besides, you have to stop calling me professor.
Technically Yes, professor, she sighed, biting her bottom lip and throwing her head back with her eyes closed.
Rolling her hips, she slathered the length of his cock with her slippery core.
She almost seemed to forget he was even there as her entire being seemed to be centered on the juncture of her pussy along his cock.
Stone watched her face grow distant as his stalk gradually sank fully into her body.
A low, throaty purr escaped her lips as she rolled to meet the deep insistence of his cock.
He released her nipples and gripped her hips, kneading her flesh as he arched his hips in a circle, their bodies adjusting to each other, taking on each other s form and shape.
She finally slid her bra off her arms and tossed it aside while Stone s cock drew back, angling for a deeper, harder thrust.
He repeated the motion several times, finally settling into a steady rocking thrust, easy but firm while Rena s body rocked against him.
The contrary motion of their arching bodies soon took on a life of its own while each of them were lost to their own world of hot need.
Stone s left hand moved back to grip Rena s nipple while his right hand slid across her hip until his thumb found her engorged clit.
When his thumb began rolling back and forth across her slick node, the rhythmic grind and rock of her hips grew more erratic.
Stone was thrusting into her clasping core with long, gliding strokes while Rena s her body gripped him like a hot sleeve.
The speed and pressure of his rolling thumb intensified against her clit, while he was buried under the avalanche of his body s demand for release.
He was soon fucking her as hard and deeply as he could, and he was submerging in a pool of her essence.
He closed his eyes and let himself keep sinking.
Sinking and fucking, letting himself drown only to emerge renewed.
When he opened his eyes again, he thought he was hallucinating when he saw Nikki leaning in the doorway of the room.
In the moment or two before the sight of Nikki finally struck him as real, he kept plunging his steaming cock deeply into Rena.
Their flesh was growing milky with her flowing froth, but then Stone s thrusts began to falter, slowing down until he locked eyes with Nikki and froze.
His cock was fully embedded in Rena s pussy while his thumb kept rolling over her clit, as if by reflex.
Rena sighed and rolled her hips, not so patiently waiting for Stone to start thrusting again.
Nikki had a look in her eye that came off as driven and distant at the same time.
There was a darkness cast over her expression that had nothing to do with the dimness of the room.
Stone forgot to wonder how she d even gotten there on her own.
In the passing moments they studied each other s face, he felt the strange sense of talking to each other, yet they were setting aside the words to speak aloud for some other time.
Finally, Rena opened her eyes and looked up at Stone.
C mon, professor, she crooned plaintively.
Then she realized Stone wasn t even looking at her and twisted her head to follow his gaze.
She spotted Nikki and uttered a faint gasp of surprise.
The silence that followed contained an awkwardness that was so surreal it almost turned the corner back to normal.
Stone felt his cock pulse with spasms.
Rena seemed to ripple inside, as if her body was reminding his what it was supposed to be doing.
Go ahead, professor, Nikki said, almost sounding confident.
Fuck your little whore like she wants it.
Another moment passed through which everyone was looking back and forth at everyone else.
Stone pulled back his hips and ground his cockshaft back into Rena s pussy.
It felt like she was beginning to broil inside.
I told you before, he said, leveling a serious gaze at Nikki, don t call her that.
You can still fuck me like one, Rena said.
Her breath was growing deeper again while Stone s cock swept into her body with gradually building force.
Nikki snickered devilishly and Stone thrust hard into Rena s pussy with a heaving grunt.
He thrust again, harder this time, and Rena sucked in a sharp lungful of air.
He pumped her clasping tunnel with a hard volley of thrusts while Nikki cautiously approached.
Stone almost lost himself in the slapping, wet friction between them, until Nikki was standing there, gazing at the insistent plow of his glistening cock.
Nikki very nearly looked crazed.
The light in her eyes was sharp and deadly while her jaw went slack.
The tip of her tongue slipped out to moisten her lips as she followed the steady strokes of Stone s shaft.
I never saw anybody fuck before, she said.
Her voice was soft, almost a whisper, while her tone was practically academic, like a scientist observing some natural phenomenon she d heard about but never seen.
Anybody else, I mean, she added.
Stone slowed down, placing his hands on Rena s upper thighs and pressing back at her flesh, prying her sexlips further open.
His mind was spiraling off through space while the jolt of his own blood coursing through his body began to feel like hammering traffic.
If anyone was going to learn anything in that classroom that night, Nikki was going to learn she hadn t invented being nasty all on her own.
You were the one under the desk today, weren t you? Rena asked.
The question didn t rise much higher than a whimper as Stone began fucking her pussy harder again, prying hard and kneading into the flesh around her swollen petals.
You knew? Stone groaned, feeling a hard spasm rush through his cock.
I knew you didn t cum just from fingering me through my clothes, Rena told him.
Nikki snickered, delighted but not surprised, but the rest of her existence was trained on Stone s cock driving into Rena s pussy.
The next few moments were punctuated by the wet slap of their bodies, gasps, and a soft, groaning purr Nikki let slip without thinking.
Stone reached for Nikki s wrist and jammed the heel of her hand against Rena s clit.
He never stopped thrusting, and when he let go of Nikki s wrist, she turned her hand to slide her fingers over Rena s nub while Stone s lathered cock continued to plunge.
Fuck, Rena mewled.
Nikki snickered while Rena started squirming to the slick rub of her fingers.
She reached down inside her leggings with the other hand and fingered herself at the same time.
Still think she isn t a whore? Nikki asked Stone as Rena s head began to tilt backward and her body wrenched at the powerful sensations firing through her.
Stone felt like he was being tossed up in the air somewhere between being fed up and wanting to explode all over the room.
For chrissakes, Nikki just shut up long enough Nikki looked like she wanted to giggle again but thought better of it.
Stone had never spoken to her that way, and as spiteful as his tone was he started to feel as if the entire moment was something he was in with her.
Rena almost seemed incidental now, as if she were just something for Nikki and him to be involved in together.
Nikki purred and Stone could tell she was pushing her fingers deep inside herself while her other hand was steadily thrumming Rena s clit.
Rena was clutching the sides of the table, beginning to pull deep gasps of air into her body with visible muscle spasms.
Nikki suddenly yanked her hand out of her leggings and pushed her hand between Stone s ass cheeks, pressing a wet finger against his rim.
Jesus what the fuck are you ? Nikki snickered briefly, low, down inside her throat without letting it push out.
Rena squirmed, her pretty face squinting into a tight grimace as she started to cum.
That was when Stone felt Nikki s finger push just inside his ass, nudging slightly inside.
He shot a nasty look at Nikki, who was looking back him almost dazed with excitement, as if it had all been happening to her.
Her hand followed the constant lunging of his ass while her finger dug into him with a rhythm all on its own.
Stone promised himself to try remembering to ask her how she managed that, but then he tossed his head back and exploded deep inside a gasping Rena with a raging volley of spastic thrusts.
It was a long few moments before everything began to unravel and feel loose again.
Holy fuck! Nikki cried, stepping back.
You fucked her like such a whore.
Stone slowly drew his lacquered cock out of Rena s pussy.
He leaned onto the table, his palms planted down on either side of his dazed prot g .
I told you about that, Nikki, he warned, casting the young Asian coed a dead serious gaze.
Don t call Rena names like that.
She s not the one I meant, Nikki said, falling into a peal of indulgent giggling.
They helped Rena get out of the parking lot first.
Stone took the shovel from the trunk of his car and cleared a path to the street while Nikki and Rena brushed off the windows.
He listened but they didn t talk.
The snow was beginning to lighten up, but it was still windy and brutal cold.
After Rena drove away, Stone and Nikki sat in his idling car waiting for the heat to blow warm.
Nikki sat quietly in the passenger s seat, brooding.
Stone felt a potent concern rising off her.
The air of accidental conspiracy that had come between them before seemed in danger of evaporating.
What s wrong? he asked.
She kept her eyes on the wipers and snowflakes hitting the glass and melting.
Stone leaned over and put his hands around her face.
He kissed her mouth for the first time.
Her lips felt like pillows for something inside him to rest on.
Her mouth opened readily, and he seemed to feel the grace of her entire body in the motion of her tongue.
Everything s going to be all right, he said when they finally broke.
He leaned back into his seat and put the car in gear.
Nikki put her hands on the dashboard and never took her eyes off the road.
Are you gonna fuck me like you fucked her? Like a whore, you mean? Sort of, she said.
Something like that, but different.
It ll just be you and me.
It ll be better that way.
The car fishtailed to a stop at the next light.
Got something for you, he said.
He reached for the gift bag on the back seat and gave it to her.
The light turned green but there was no one else on the road so he sat idling and watched her look in the bag.
She pulled out the bottle and popped the cap to sniff.
That s nice, she said.
Different than what my mother had.
You got this just for me? He nodded.
The light changed again.
Then changed again as she set the bag on the seat between her legs.
You gonna fuck her again? He shook his head.
In the dim glow of the red light, the corners of her mouth crinkled into a smile he wasn t meant to see.