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“Dave, may I introduce you to Ms Katherine 
, our new intern who will be teaching Chinese at our School of Foreign Languages.” And Katherine, “This is Dave, who specializes in Sciences” The Dean introduced us, and we shook hands. “She has just moved here from Asia, and I’m sure you would make her feel welcome” he added then excused himself for he has to attend a board meeting.
“Call me Kathy, as you are already Dave to me.” I smile. I have a lot on my mind, new job, new country, new neighbourhood…. Oops, I’ve got to find a place to stay, and so I asked. “Dave, I hate to impose, but do you think you can help me find a place to stay for the week, well at least until I have time to look for a permanent place.”
You stand there, looking at me, mesmerized by the simplicity of my looks, 42 years old you believe the dean said earlier, but I don’t look a day over 30, even without make-up. “uh…What do you have in mind? How many of you, I mean are you married? your family… pets.. oh sorry, I’m babbling like an idiot.” You stammered. I like you, you are friendly, and so attractive. “Nothing fancy, I am alone, I am married with 3 children, but they are with their father back home in Malaysia” I said, then added “There had been some problems between my husband and I. We’ve separated, and my kids are grown, Angie is working, Adeline is in College and Noel, the youngest 12 years old is in a boarding school.” “I took up this post to consider migration possibilities” Your spirits seems to lift when you hear my explanations, and suddenly you have just the perfect solution. “Katherine, I am also single and I live alone at my townhouse which is short distance from here, how would you like to stay with me, well…..uh..until you prefer something else?” You hoped. Immediately, I jumped at the offer. “Yes, perfect, but only if you don’t mind.” And you assured me you don’t. We immediately make plans for the move. After setting an appointment to meet later in the day, we agreed to start first with the collection of my bags from the hotel, then shop for anything else that I may require.
Later in the evening at your house, we chat while I am unpacking and putting my clothes in the closet while you sit informally on ‘my’ bed only in your shorts. We are discovering each other quite easily. I told you I need a second job, perhaps on a part time basis as the standards of living here is higher that I first expected. I threw the pillow at you childishly when you gave me two suggestions, be your lover or your maid. “No, seriously Kathy, perhaps the lover is a bit too senseless, since we’ve just met each other a few hours ago… but I genuinely needed someone for dusting and cleaning and other domestic works.” As I look around, I suppose you are right, guys do make poor housekeepers. You added, “why don’t we make an exchange, you can live here for free if you agree to be my live-in maid, and I don’t mean that in an insulting way.” I sit on the bed next to you, and give it a moment’s thought. “What would I have to do?” I ask, and as you begin to tell me, your nearness in your semi-naked condition is taking my breath away, and I begin to sense you are affected too.
You eased closer, I felt hotter when our faces are within inches away, I know I am about to be kissed…. Looking deep into your eyes, before you take possession of my mouth very softly, then tracing your lips with my tongue before lightly nibbling my bottom lip. Your kiss then becomes a little more insistent, and I feel your arms move around my waist, pulling me closer. I was stunned to feel my body responding to you thusly. Kissing down my jaw to my neck, and whispering in my ear, “I don’t even know why but God knows, how I want you.” I pressed my body closer. I hear a slight moan from you “Too hell with formalities, I need you now, Kathy.” In that instant, passions start to flair, and my body knows exactly what it wants, and what your body needs to be sated. I know then, I am about to become your lover.
You place your hand on my shoulder, and slowly push me back into the bed, feeling your hand brush my side as you lay me down. I feel your hand in turn lightly caressing my skin, I close my eyes, and allow your hands to roam all over my body, getting to know every curve and muscle by touch alone. Your fingers, so light on my skin, barely touching, but enough to send shocks through me. I feel your breathing start to quicken as my hand moves further down over your body. Running my fingers down your right leg, then back up over the top of your thigh, just narrowly missing your arousal, and looking down, I am amazed at how quickly our bodies react to a light touch.
Leaning over me, you kiss me softly, I feel my body craves for you. I have been too lonely for too long. I pull you to me, your kiss filled with urgency, and feeling your heart pound against my own, only intensifies the feeling.. Moving one hip up, one hand travels back down your body, unzipping you, slipping my fingers inside. I lightly curl them around you, feeling you harden and pulse beneath my fingers. A low groan escapes you. My fingers still encasing your arousal, I can feel you throbbing as I reach my destination. I glance up and see you, your eyes filled with desire and you groan, you ask, “Kathy” uncertain if you should continue. “shhhusshh Dave, just love me” and both of us started our relationship on a new level.
A month later….
Although we are colleagues by day and housemates by night, and room mates some of the time, we carried on our lives as normally as possible. Each of us have our own set of rules, neither shall interfere with the other’s personal life. I am beginning to adjust to living in a foreign country and treated well by all those around me. I’ve made friends along the way.
Dave and I have become best friends, and we enjoyed some of our evenings together whenever he isn’t dating. As for me, I guess having the constant companionship of Dave is quite enough already. I have no intention to marry again. Dave laid down certain conditions so that my presence in his house would not disrupt his social life. We had discussed in lengths and in the end, we mutually agreed that I shall assume the role of his live-in maid in case his girlfriends visit. David is seeing Rita, an air stewardess, Sylvia, his netpal from Brazil and Jenny his niece, all at the same time. Yes, David is a lustful man, and I must say I like the role playing adventures and experiences. It becomes a cat and mouse games for me, helping Dave to prevent his girls from meeting one another. He didn’t say, but I believe there are others, perhaps not as constant as these 3. Among the 3, Jenny visits the most. She is also the youngest and sexiest, barely 18, but already having a full grown model type body.
According to Dave, Jenny & her mom, Julia (his sister) used to live in this house until a few years back when Julia remarried. When Jenny was about 15, he caught her masturbating in her room one day and started to built his fantasies around her. Jenny had exposed herself on purpose many times, thrilled by the idea of someone peeking at her intimately. With mutual consent in a moment of insanity, he soon became her first lover, and has been teaching her about sex ever since, both very aroused by the idea of keeping it in the family. I can tell Dave is quite captivated with her beauty and the idea of being in hot pursuit by a much younger and sexy woman. Dave knows that little Jenny is also fucking her stepfather behind her mom’s back. She loves to tell him stories of her adventures with the old geezer and it is quite a turn on for me to hear Dave recount the tales. He hadn’t told me anything about Rita and Sylvia yet, but I’m sure he will when he is ready.
One day, by the time I returned from work, the dining table had been set with fresh flowers and David’s favourite silverware and Noritake plates. Dave was by the stove stirring the pot of ‘something’. Sweet smells of his cooking permeated the air in the house. “Hi Dave, who’s coming for dinner tonight?” I asked casually, biting on a piece of cookie I took from the shelf. “Oh hello Kathy, you are back. No one, my dearest heart, tonight I’m cooking for us. I’m inviting you for dinner.” You said. “mmm…. Good, you want to try?” you offered me the spoon. “nope, I trust you.” I answered and smiled. “You are so sweet. Here, help me with the stirring, I’ve other matters to attend to.” As I did that, you took out some ice and put them into the bucket. Next, you scurried to the pantry and took out a bottle of wine to chill. Finally, you took out the roast from the oven and laid it on the table. “All set, Kathy. Go freshen up and we can eat.” You took the spoon from me, turn off the gas while I went into the bathroom. When I emerged, I found light music in the background, lights were dimmed, the candles on the table lit and you had already served our dinner neatly on my plate. I sat down, feeling very touched by your gesture. We ate, laughed and chatted away like old friends, and I took more wine than I usually did and I had a great time. He asked me about my culture, I asked him about his sexual adventures, knowing how loose his tongue can be after wine intake. After dinner, we relaxed in the living room, in quite a cozy atmosphere as it was only slightly illuminated from the lights at the dining. We continued to sip our wine, then you poured some more in your empty glass, but I flatly refused another. I was already feeling quite woozy, I’m not sure if it was because of the wine or your nearness.
Then you inched closer and we kissed. First on my lips and then you moved to my neck. As you did this, you ran your hand up and down my exposed thigh and I felt myself getting hotter with every stroke. I shifted my weight and I knew that you were just as aroused as I was.
“Hmm…..You smell so good, baby. I want you Kathy, right now.” You whispered in my ear as you continued to kiss my neck. You placed your hand under my chin and lifted my face to yours. You kissed my lips softly. Then you placed your hands behind my neck to untie my dress. You hesitated and I noticed that same smile graze your face. You left the dress on. Then you helped me off of you and I lay down on the couch. You reached your hands under my dress and removed my red, silk thong. I felt my wetness drip onto your hand as you grazed my lower lips ever so slightly. I moaned softly and again I saw that smile on your face. Once you disposed of my underwear, I felt you would be hot yourself, and I started to unbutton your shirt . Reaching under my dress again you began to seek my pussy with your finger. “Oh God, you shaved your pussy.” You slowly circled my clit with your index finger. I moaned and you leaned forward to silence me with a kiss.
“A moment, Kathy.” You left and returned with a bowl filled with ice cubes and juicy, red strawberries. “I want to try something with you.” As you started to kiss me again. You continued to tease my body, and then you felt me tremble. You removed your hand and pulled away from me. You lifted my dress until it was above my waist, exposing my nakedness. I lay on the couch and closed my eyes. “Relax, Kathy, I will make you feel so good in a little while.” I heard you shift and then I felt a sudden coldness, something shoved into my already wet pussy. You slid a strawberry up my hole, then another and another. Then you kissed me again lightly, and whispered, “How does it feel, baby.” I nodded and murmured a monosyllable, “cold” and you laughed.
“Now I am going to eat my strawberries, one by one.” And you traveled down there, and began to vigorously lick and suck my clit and an overwhelming feeling of ecstasy came over my body. I was breathing heavily and my moans had become even louder. I feel the strawberries began to slide out of my pussy as you sucked harder and bite at them bit by bit.
“Oh, Dave, please stop,” I struggled to say. You lifted you head and replaced your tongue with your fingers. “Do you really want me to stop?” you teased as you played with my swollen love button. I returned your gaze for a moment and then closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling of my clit in between your fingers. I moaned softly but said nothing. You removed your hand and slipped a strawberry into my mouth. “have one, Kathy, it taste so good coated with your juice” As soon as the last strawberry disappeared from my pussy, you commenced to licking and sucking my swollen, throbbing clit till I orgasm.
You leaned forward, placing your weight on me, and kissed me forcefully. I smelled and tasted strawberries and myself on your tongue and lips. Then you whispered in my ear, “Tell me what you really want.” “I want you inside of me, I want your cock filling my pussy” I said.
With that you stood up and began to remove you pants, slowly. I watched you as I lay on the couch, still panting from the orgasm that had just come over my body. You removed your underwear and walked over to the couch, placing yourself on top of me. Without saying anything you slid your hard cock inside of me and began to thrust in and out slowly. Our bodies melted together as we slowly made love to each other. I was overcome with passion for you. I felt my body begin to tremble again.
“Harder, Dave” I panted and with that your thrusts became harder and faster. My soft moans grew increasingly louder. I felt you breathing heavily on my bare skin. My body became tense and I came again. Suddenly you let out a loud moan as you released, emptying yourself inside of me.
You collapsed onto me, laying your head on my breasts. I lay back, my eyes still closed, the smell of sex looming in the air. You lifted your head and kissed me, as you rested your head on my chest again. Then you whispered, “Did you notice that we seem to make love many times out here and not in any of our bedrooms?” I nodded. “I don’t mind actually, I love spontaneous sex at anywhere and anytime, how about you?”
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, our new intern who will be teaching Chinese at our School of Foreign Languages.” And Katherine, “This is Dave, who specializes in Sciences” The Dean introduced us, and we shook hands. “She has just moved here from Asia, and I’m sure you would make her feel welcome” he added then excused himself for he has to attend a board meeting.“Call me Kathy, as you are already Dave to me.” I smile. I have a lot on my mind, new job, new country, new neighbourhood…. Oops, I’ve got to find a place to stay, and so I asked. “Dave, I hate to impose, but do you think you can help me find a place to stay for the week, well at least until I have time to look for a permanent place.”
You stand there, looking at me, mesmerized by the simplicity of my looks, 42 years old you believe the dean said earlier, but I don’t look a day over 30, even without make-up. “uh…What do you have in mind? How many of you, I mean are you married? your family… pets.. oh sorry, I’m babbling like an idiot.” You stammered. I like you, you are friendly, and so attractive. “Nothing fancy, I am alone, I am married with 3 children, but they are with their father back home in Malaysia” I said, then added “There had been some problems between my husband and I. We’ve separated, and my kids are grown, Angie is working, Adeline is in College and Noel, the youngest 12 years old is in a boarding school.” “I took up this post to consider migration possibilities” Your spirits seems to lift when you hear my explanations, and suddenly you have just the perfect solution. “Katherine, I am also single and I live alone at my townhouse which is short distance from here, how would you like to stay with me, well…..uh..until you prefer something else?” You hoped. Immediately, I jumped at the offer. “Yes, perfect, but only if you don’t mind.” And you assured me you don’t. We immediately make plans for the move. After setting an appointment to meet later in the day, we agreed to start first with the collection of my bags from the hotel, then shop for anything else that I may require.
Later in the evening at your house, we chat while I am unpacking and putting my clothes in the closet while you sit informally on ‘my’ bed only in your shorts. We are discovering each other quite easily. I told you I need a second job, perhaps on a part time basis as the standards of living here is higher that I first expected. I threw the pillow at you childishly when you gave me two suggestions, be your lover or your maid. “No, seriously Kathy, perhaps the lover is a bit too senseless, since we’ve just met each other a few hours ago… but I genuinely needed someone for dusting and cleaning and other domestic works.” As I look around, I suppose you are right, guys do make poor housekeepers. You added, “why don’t we make an exchange, you can live here for free if you agree to be my live-in maid, and I don’t mean that in an insulting way.” I sit on the bed next to you, and give it a moment’s thought. “What would I have to do?” I ask, and as you begin to tell me, your nearness in your semi-naked condition is taking my breath away, and I begin to sense you are affected too.
You eased closer, I felt hotter when our faces are within inches away, I know I am about to be kissed…. Looking deep into your eyes, before you take possession of my mouth very softly, then tracing your lips with my tongue before lightly nibbling my bottom lip. Your kiss then becomes a little more insistent, and I feel your arms move around my waist, pulling me closer. I was stunned to feel my body responding to you thusly. Kissing down my jaw to my neck, and whispering in my ear, “I don’t even know why but God knows, how I want you.” I pressed my body closer. I hear a slight moan from you “Too hell with formalities, I need you now, Kathy.” In that instant, passions start to flair, and my body knows exactly what it wants, and what your body needs to be sated. I know then, I am about to become your lover.
You place your hand on my shoulder, and slowly push me back into the bed, feeling your hand brush my side as you lay me down. I feel your hand in turn lightly caressing my skin, I close my eyes, and allow your hands to roam all over my body, getting to know every curve and muscle by touch alone. Your fingers, so light on my skin, barely touching, but enough to send shocks through me. I feel your breathing start to quicken as my hand moves further down over your body. Running my fingers down your right leg, then back up over the top of your thigh, just narrowly missing your arousal, and looking down, I am amazed at how quickly our bodies react to a light touch.
Leaning over me, you kiss me softly, I feel my body craves for you. I have been too lonely for too long. I pull you to me, your kiss filled with urgency, and feeling your heart pound against my own, only intensifies the feeling.. Moving one hip up, one hand travels back down your body, unzipping you, slipping my fingers inside. I lightly curl them around you, feeling you harden and pulse beneath my fingers. A low groan escapes you. My fingers still encasing your arousal, I can feel you throbbing as I reach my destination. I glance up and see you, your eyes filled with desire and you groan, you ask, “Kathy” uncertain if you should continue. “shhhusshh Dave, just love me” and both of us started our relationship on a new level.
A month later….
Although we are colleagues by day and housemates by night, and room mates some of the time, we carried on our lives as normally as possible. Each of us have our own set of rules, neither shall interfere with the other’s personal life. I am beginning to adjust to living in a foreign country and treated well by all those around me. I’ve made friends along the way.
Dave and I have become best friends, and we enjoyed some of our evenings together whenever he isn’t dating. As for me, I guess having the constant companionship of Dave is quite enough already. I have no intention to marry again. Dave laid down certain conditions so that my presence in his house would not disrupt his social life. We had discussed in lengths and in the end, we mutually agreed that I shall assume the role of his live-in maid in case his girlfriends visit. David is seeing Rita, an air stewardess, Sylvia, his netpal from Brazil and Jenny his niece, all at the same time. Yes, David is a lustful man, and I must say I like the role playing adventures and experiences. It becomes a cat and mouse games for me, helping Dave to prevent his girls from meeting one another. He didn’t say, but I believe there are others, perhaps not as constant as these 3. Among the 3, Jenny visits the most. She is also the youngest and sexiest, barely 18, but already having a full grown model type body.
According to Dave, Jenny & her mom, Julia (his sister) used to live in this house until a few years back when Julia remarried. When Jenny was about 15, he caught her masturbating in her room one day and started to built his fantasies around her. Jenny had exposed herself on purpose many times, thrilled by the idea of someone peeking at her intimately. With mutual consent in a moment of insanity, he soon became her first lover, and has been teaching her about sex ever since, both very aroused by the idea of keeping it in the family. I can tell Dave is quite captivated with her beauty and the idea of being in hot pursuit by a much younger and sexy woman. Dave knows that little Jenny is also fucking her stepfather behind her mom’s back. She loves to tell him stories of her adventures with the old geezer and it is quite a turn on for me to hear Dave recount the tales. He hadn’t told me anything about Rita and Sylvia yet, but I’m sure he will when he is ready.
One day, by the time I returned from work, the dining table had been set with fresh flowers and David’s favourite silverware and Noritake plates. Dave was by the stove stirring the pot of ‘something’. Sweet smells of his cooking permeated the air in the house. “Hi Dave, who’s coming for dinner tonight?” I asked casually, biting on a piece of cookie I took from the shelf. “Oh hello Kathy, you are back. No one, my dearest heart, tonight I’m cooking for us. I’m inviting you for dinner.” You said. “mmm…. Good, you want to try?” you offered me the spoon. “nope, I trust you.” I answered and smiled. “You are so sweet. Here, help me with the stirring, I’ve other matters to attend to.” As I did that, you took out some ice and put them into the bucket. Next, you scurried to the pantry and took out a bottle of wine to chill. Finally, you took out the roast from the oven and laid it on the table. “All set, Kathy. Go freshen up and we can eat.” You took the spoon from me, turn off the gas while I went into the bathroom. When I emerged, I found light music in the background, lights were dimmed, the candles on the table lit and you had already served our dinner neatly on my plate. I sat down, feeling very touched by your gesture. We ate, laughed and chatted away like old friends, and I took more wine than I usually did and I had a great time. He asked me about my culture, I asked him about his sexual adventures, knowing how loose his tongue can be after wine intake. After dinner, we relaxed in the living room, in quite a cozy atmosphere as it was only slightly illuminated from the lights at the dining. We continued to sip our wine, then you poured some more in your empty glass, but I flatly refused another. I was already feeling quite woozy, I’m not sure if it was because of the wine or your nearness.
Then you inched closer and we kissed. First on my lips and then you moved to my neck. As you did this, you ran your hand up and down my exposed thigh and I felt myself getting hotter with every stroke. I shifted my weight and I knew that you were just as aroused as I was.
“Hmm…..You smell so good, baby. I want you Kathy, right now.” You whispered in my ear as you continued to kiss my neck. You placed your hand under my chin and lifted my face to yours. You kissed my lips softly. Then you placed your hands behind my neck to untie my dress. You hesitated and I noticed that same smile graze your face. You left the dress on. Then you helped me off of you and I lay down on the couch. You reached your hands under my dress and removed my red, silk thong. I felt my wetness drip onto your hand as you grazed my lower lips ever so slightly. I moaned softly and again I saw that smile on your face. Once you disposed of my underwear, I felt you would be hot yourself, and I started to unbutton your shirt . Reaching under my dress again you began to seek my pussy with your finger. “Oh God, you shaved your pussy.” You slowly circled my clit with your index finger. I moaned and you leaned forward to silence me with a kiss.
“A moment, Kathy.” You left and returned with a bowl filled with ice cubes and juicy, red strawberries. “I want to try something with you.” As you started to kiss me again. You continued to tease my body, and then you felt me tremble. You removed your hand and pulled away from me. You lifted my dress until it was above my waist, exposing my nakedness. I lay on the couch and closed my eyes. “Relax, Kathy, I will make you feel so good in a little while.” I heard you shift and then I felt a sudden coldness, something shoved into my already wet pussy. You slid a strawberry up my hole, then another and another. Then you kissed me again lightly, and whispered, “How does it feel, baby.” I nodded and murmured a monosyllable, “cold” and you laughed.
“Now I am going to eat my strawberries, one by one.” And you traveled down there, and began to vigorously lick and suck my clit and an overwhelming feeling of ecstasy came over my body. I was breathing heavily and my moans had become even louder. I feel the strawberries began to slide out of my pussy as you sucked harder and bite at them bit by bit.
“Oh, Dave, please stop,” I struggled to say. You lifted you head and replaced your tongue with your fingers. “Do you really want me to stop?” you teased as you played with my swollen love button. I returned your gaze for a moment and then closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling of my clit in between your fingers. I moaned softly but said nothing. You removed your hand and slipped a strawberry into my mouth. “have one, Kathy, it taste so good coated with your juice” As soon as the last strawberry disappeared from my pussy, you commenced to licking and sucking my swollen, throbbing clit till I orgasm.
You leaned forward, placing your weight on me, and kissed me forcefully. I smelled and tasted strawberries and myself on your tongue and lips. Then you whispered in my ear, “Tell me what you really want.” “I want you inside of me, I want your cock filling my pussy” I said.
With that you stood up and began to remove you pants, slowly. I watched you as I lay on the couch, still panting from the orgasm that had just come over my body. You removed your underwear and walked over to the couch, placing yourself on top of me. Without saying anything you slid your hard cock inside of me and began to thrust in and out slowly. Our bodies melted together as we slowly made love to each other. I was overcome with passion for you. I felt my body begin to tremble again.
“Harder, Dave” I panted and with that your thrusts became harder and faster. My soft moans grew increasingly louder. I felt you breathing heavily on my bare skin. My body became tense and I came again. Suddenly you let out a loud moan as you released, emptying yourself inside of me.
You collapsed onto me, laying your head on my breasts. I lay back, my eyes still closed, the smell of sex looming in the air. You lifted your head and kissed me, as you rested your head on my chest again. Then you whispered, “Did you notice that we seem to make love many times out here and not in any of our bedrooms?” I nodded. “I don’t mind actually, I love spontaneous sex at anywhere and anytime, how about you?”
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