TiffanyNylons
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DRAMATIS PERSONAE:
William "Bill" Craig:
https://i.pinimg.com/736x/be/90/ca/b...shion-blog.jpg
Sexual personae: Alpha
40-45 years. Bill was widowed 5 years ago, when his wife died in a plane crash along with his 10 year old daughter. Since that time, Bill has dated occasionally, and as a younger middle aged attorney, partner in a small but prestigious local firm, would be thought of as a bit of a catch.
However since he wife’s death he had objectified women and thought of them as mere tokens of pleasure, he was not sure when he would be ready to resume a true relationship. He believes in the work hard play hard lifestyle and enjoys weekend boys trips, late night poker games, or high stakes golf games at the club. He has a solid gang of friends, some married, some not, but they all live by the “what goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas” mindset to their questionable past times.
They all know enough about each other to do quite the black mail however since all are active indulgents in the activities, it is not an issue. His core group is the big 4, high stakes golf games every weekend, and high stakes poker at least once a month. Together they enjoyed some of the finer things in life and happily sucked the nectar.
Claire Sinclaire:
https://fuskator.com/full/lFQdPgglu...with-Plump-Pussy-Wearing-Leggings-in-Bed.html
Sexual Personae: omega
Claire is 21 and a new school teacher in town. She came from a small, conservative town and family. She was also an omega, the type who does not realize how beautiful she is or can be. She stayed on the edges of social cliques in High School pursuing her own interests and her own style. Her parents did not let her date, something that did not change when she went to Saint Mary's College for Women.
However in college it was where she had spread her wings a bit, actually spread more than her wings in her secret part time job. She began her sexual exploration as a cocktail waitress in a seedy strip club on the outskirts of town. What initially drew her to the venue she wasn’t quite sure, but drew her it did. She couldn’t imagine herself initially as a stripper, those women seemed so confident in their sexuality.
However, management realized it had a diamond in the rough. Reality is she could have been a featured entertainer at the finest of gentlemen’s clubs but central Indiana had no such establishments and that was not her self image anyway. Management coaxed her on stage as fast as they could and she was quickly the most in demand private room dancer they had. As the top girl she was able to make men drool and feed her a bottomless reservoir of 20’s while completely commanding the situation. She had learned some serious skills and made some serious cash which she had largely saved. These savings are what had allowed her to move in to such a high end condo complex on a teacher’s salary.
She didn’t realize she would be the only single person under 35 there. She thought those stripping days were behind her and although she quite frankly missed the ability to so easily manipulate men and shower her with ‘adulation’, in her new role she knew it was incredibly dangerous to even consider indulging in that double life.
Now that she was working at the local elementary school she longed to get a real social life going, but none of the other local school teachers really did much for her, and in suburbia she was surrounded by married men. She had joined the gym to connect, but so far a bunch of overweight sweaty guys trying to hit on her, hadn’t done much for her. It almost felt like she was back at the club the way they ogled her every move, despite the fact she was wearing yoga pants and workout gear instead of a g-string and pasties.
She had started to be interested in an older guy who she had met a few months ago, but so far it was totally platonic. He was clearly successful and didn’t fawn all over her. She wasn’t even positive he was interested. Perhaps he considered her too young or inexperienced. Young maybe, inexperience, it all meant what you were talking about. She lived two condos down from Bill. They had originally seen each other about 6 months ago when they had met in the courtyard. Bill had a golden retriever, Rufus, and was throwing the frisbee around with him when Tiffany was walking into her condo. Rufus was a friendly pup and had come over to say hi, and Bill had apologized for his overture and they had exchanged greetings. Since then they had seen each other a few times at they gym and recently Bill had bought Claire a couple of smoothies they had shared after working out. There seemed to be chemistry, but for some reason Bill had seemed preoccupied and hadn’t pursued and Claire didn’t really know how to initiate. She was used to having the upper hand.
SETTING:
Suburban Kansas City, a suburb of about 8,000 people.
SCENE:
This upcoming weekend is their "Golfsextacular". The “Big Four” had talked about this for a while, but the idea was for each guy to compete to find the hottest stripper/escort, who was ready and willing to be a sexual slave for the weekend and join in completely to the festivities. Each couple would have their own penthouse suite, in a private block of interconnected suites they had booked at the Bellagio for a sordid weekend of high stakes poker, golf and debauchery.
In fact, they already had a $5,000 standing bet on who it was determined had the hottest date, and a second on who ended up with the wildest sex story of the weekend. Bill was a competitor and had every intention on winning! The boys were high rollers and the Bellagio would have their private lear jet at the Kansas City private airport at 9:00 AM to pick them up and take them to Vegas. Let the games begin!
It is Wednesday evening, and Bill is running on the tread mill at the gym listening to the most recent U2 album and just starting to build a good sweat. Claire entered and smiled at him, she was wearing a purple and black work-out outfit. As she did her stretches, he was aware of the differences from her usual routine. She was stretching in front of his treadmill, usually she did this behind the treadmills where she could maintain some degree of modesty. Not that it really did anything, since the wall mirror gave him a good view of her.
He could also tell that her yoga pants were extra tight tonight, leaving very little to the imagination. They had bumped into each other several times working out and he had become familiar with her routine, and that fairly regularly she would deviate as if she was suddenly confident for about five days. She would pay more attention to her hair, make-up and wear more flattering clothing. He had begun to wonder if she was one of the mythical omegas; a beautiful woman who did not know she was beautiful but with proper guidance she could turn into a sexual animal.
And once a month when she is ovulating: she becomes more confident and outgoing. Less inhibited.
His thoughts are interrupted when his phone rings through his wireless head phones. “Oh hello Amber, are you ready for this weekend … you have got to be kidding!...you can’t do this to me, we are leaving Friday morning and everything is booked, all the guys and their dates are all set as well…. Yeah, yeah, I get it, but what am I supposed to do … Any idea if your friend Mary might be available, she certainly is not you, but we have so many group “activities” planned (Bill has to be very careful, he knows people can likely hear him and virtually no one would approve of the itinerary) … no, no, okay maybe next time and I hope you feel better soon, but I have to go I need to try to come up with an idea fast."
Claire steps onto the treadmill next to bill as he sighs in annoyance and pulls off his head phones. "Sounds like someone is getting stood up this weekend." She says as she starts the treadmill. Her breasts are bouncing as she slowly works up to a light job, usually they are constrained by a sports bra. More evidence of her being an omega? "Professional or personal date?" She says smiling, her heart pounding as she tries to casually flirt and hit on the older Man she is crushing on. "Anything i could help out with?" She quickly adds.
William "Bill" Craig:
https://i.pinimg.com/736x/be/90/ca/b...shion-blog.jpg
Sexual personae: Alpha
40-45 years. Bill was widowed 5 years ago, when his wife died in a plane crash along with his 10 year old daughter. Since that time, Bill has dated occasionally, and as a younger middle aged attorney, partner in a small but prestigious local firm, would be thought of as a bit of a catch.
However since he wife’s death he had objectified women and thought of them as mere tokens of pleasure, he was not sure when he would be ready to resume a true relationship. He believes in the work hard play hard lifestyle and enjoys weekend boys trips, late night poker games, or high stakes golf games at the club. He has a solid gang of friends, some married, some not, but they all live by the “what goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas” mindset to their questionable past times.
They all know enough about each other to do quite the black mail however since all are active indulgents in the activities, it is not an issue. His core group is the big 4, high stakes golf games every weekend, and high stakes poker at least once a month. Together they enjoyed some of the finer things in life and happily sucked the nectar.
Claire Sinclaire:
https://fuskator.com/full/lFQdPgglu...with-Plump-Pussy-Wearing-Leggings-in-Bed.html
Sexual Personae: omega
Claire is 21 and a new school teacher in town. She came from a small, conservative town and family. She was also an omega, the type who does not realize how beautiful she is or can be. She stayed on the edges of social cliques in High School pursuing her own interests and her own style. Her parents did not let her date, something that did not change when she went to Saint Mary's College for Women.
However in college it was where she had spread her wings a bit, actually spread more than her wings in her secret part time job. She began her sexual exploration as a cocktail waitress in a seedy strip club on the outskirts of town. What initially drew her to the venue she wasn’t quite sure, but drew her it did. She couldn’t imagine herself initially as a stripper, those women seemed so confident in their sexuality.
However, management realized it had a diamond in the rough. Reality is she could have been a featured entertainer at the finest of gentlemen’s clubs but central Indiana had no such establishments and that was not her self image anyway. Management coaxed her on stage as fast as they could and she was quickly the most in demand private room dancer they had. As the top girl she was able to make men drool and feed her a bottomless reservoir of 20’s while completely commanding the situation. She had learned some serious skills and made some serious cash which she had largely saved. These savings are what had allowed her to move in to such a high end condo complex on a teacher’s salary.
She didn’t realize she would be the only single person under 35 there. She thought those stripping days were behind her and although she quite frankly missed the ability to so easily manipulate men and shower her with ‘adulation’, in her new role she knew it was incredibly dangerous to even consider indulging in that double life.
Now that she was working at the local elementary school she longed to get a real social life going, but none of the other local school teachers really did much for her, and in suburbia she was surrounded by married men. She had joined the gym to connect, but so far a bunch of overweight sweaty guys trying to hit on her, hadn’t done much for her. It almost felt like she was back at the club the way they ogled her every move, despite the fact she was wearing yoga pants and workout gear instead of a g-string and pasties.
She had started to be interested in an older guy who she had met a few months ago, but so far it was totally platonic. He was clearly successful and didn’t fawn all over her. She wasn’t even positive he was interested. Perhaps he considered her too young or inexperienced. Young maybe, inexperience, it all meant what you were talking about. She lived two condos down from Bill. They had originally seen each other about 6 months ago when they had met in the courtyard. Bill had a golden retriever, Rufus, and was throwing the frisbee around with him when Tiffany was walking into her condo. Rufus was a friendly pup and had come over to say hi, and Bill had apologized for his overture and they had exchanged greetings. Since then they had seen each other a few times at they gym and recently Bill had bought Claire a couple of smoothies they had shared after working out. There seemed to be chemistry, but for some reason Bill had seemed preoccupied and hadn’t pursued and Claire didn’t really know how to initiate. She was used to having the upper hand.
SETTING:
Suburban Kansas City, a suburb of about 8,000 people.
SCENE:
This upcoming weekend is their "Golfsextacular". The “Big Four” had talked about this for a while, but the idea was for each guy to compete to find the hottest stripper/escort, who was ready and willing to be a sexual slave for the weekend and join in completely to the festivities. Each couple would have their own penthouse suite, in a private block of interconnected suites they had booked at the Bellagio for a sordid weekend of high stakes poker, golf and debauchery.
In fact, they already had a $5,000 standing bet on who it was determined had the hottest date, and a second on who ended up with the wildest sex story of the weekend. Bill was a competitor and had every intention on winning! The boys were high rollers and the Bellagio would have their private lear jet at the Kansas City private airport at 9:00 AM to pick them up and take them to Vegas. Let the games begin!
Chapter One
It is Wednesday evening, and Bill is running on the tread mill at the gym listening to the most recent U2 album and just starting to build a good sweat. Claire entered and smiled at him, she was wearing a purple and black work-out outfit. As she did her stretches, he was aware of the differences from her usual routine. She was stretching in front of his treadmill, usually she did this behind the treadmills where she could maintain some degree of modesty. Not that it really did anything, since the wall mirror gave him a good view of her.
He could also tell that her yoga pants were extra tight tonight, leaving very little to the imagination. They had bumped into each other several times working out and he had become familiar with her routine, and that fairly regularly she would deviate as if she was suddenly confident for about five days. She would pay more attention to her hair, make-up and wear more flattering clothing. He had begun to wonder if she was one of the mythical omegas; a beautiful woman who did not know she was beautiful but with proper guidance she could turn into a sexual animal.
And once a month when she is ovulating: she becomes more confident and outgoing. Less inhibited.
His thoughts are interrupted when his phone rings through his wireless head phones. “Oh hello Amber, are you ready for this weekend … you have got to be kidding!...you can’t do this to me, we are leaving Friday morning and everything is booked, all the guys and their dates are all set as well…. Yeah, yeah, I get it, but what am I supposed to do … Any idea if your friend Mary might be available, she certainly is not you, but we have so many group “activities” planned (Bill has to be very careful, he knows people can likely hear him and virtually no one would approve of the itinerary) … no, no, okay maybe next time and I hope you feel better soon, but I have to go I need to try to come up with an idea fast."
Claire steps onto the treadmill next to bill as he sighs in annoyance and pulls off his head phones. "Sounds like someone is getting stood up this weekend." She says as she starts the treadmill. Her breasts are bouncing as she slowly works up to a light job, usually they are constrained by a sports bra. More evidence of her being an omega? "Professional or personal date?" She says smiling, her heart pounding as she tries to casually flirt and hit on the older Man she is crushing on. "Anything i could help out with?" She quickly adds.
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