The fling (Looking for a female. PM me if interested)

[Bardiche]

(Looking for a female to take the role of Jill. PM me if interested.)

James Masterson
Age: 29
Black hair and blue eyes
6 feet tall, 155 lbs, athletic, tanned.
Real estate agent

The party

James stood beside the pool and sipped his whisky. The party was by all signs a success. Wherever he looked people was drinking and being quite drunk. He finished the whisky and walked over to a table where glasses and bottles of different liquors was placed. He put down the empty glass and took a second. It was only his second glass of the night so he was a little behind most of the others in the drunk department.

He smiled as Jill Winters approached him. She was a beautiful woman just a few years younger than him. He saw her husband on the other side of the pool, chatting with a couple of men. The man was obviously drunk as he could hardly stand straight.

"Very typical." Jill told him as she saw where his look was directed.

James hardly knew Jill. They worked together at the real estate agency but hardly ever spoke. He smiled a little as his eyes turned to her. She was wearing a very sexy dress that showed of more than a little cleavage. She had been drinking but did not seem very drunk.

James had always wanted to know her closer but she had never seemed to be very interested. With her drunk husband out of the way he might be able to change that he thought to himself as he smiled to her.

"It is a party after all. You suppose to get drunk." He said as he took a sip of his new whisky.

 

[Bardiche]

Bump...

 

[Bardiche]

Bump... Still need a female for the role of Jill.

 

[Bardiche]

Bump... still need a female for the role of Jill. PM me if interested.

 

[MissMeek]

Jill sipped her martini and glanced across the poolside at her husband, Alex. He was drunk, as usual, but at least he was doing as she'd asked and staying away from her; he'd embarrassed her too many times in the past, slobbering over her while she was entertaining business associates. She'd organised the party as a farewell for one of her more senior work colleagues who was retiring, but her ulterior motive was the hope of furthering her own career.

She had mingled since the party started and had spoken to most of the guests who were there; naturally she'd paid more attention to those with influence at work. Now Jill looked around to see who she should talk to next. James caught her eye, standing near the drinks table. She didn't know him very well – and didn't really want to, she thought. He always seemed to be leering at her when they were in the office, so she'd avoided him as much as possible. But it wouldn't look good now to ignore a work colleague, she sighed, and headed in his direction.

James smiled as Jill walked towards him. She hoped that he wasn't drunk; he was creepy enough when sober. They exchanged the usual pleasantries and small talk, which was painless enough. She noticed him looking over at Alex, who was now almost falling over in his drunken state. "Very typical," she groaned, inwardly cursing her husband for making a fool of himself and making her look bad.

"It is a party after all. You suppose to get drunk," James had replied with a smile. Jill wondered how much he'd had to drink; he didn't seem drunk, but she didn't want to be around him if he did get drunk.

"You're right," Jill stated, draining her glass. "I think I might get myself another drink. Would you excuse me, my martini needs special preparation." She praised herself for finding an excuse to leave James so quickly and made her way to the kitchen to fix her drink.

 

[Bardiche]

James looked long after Jill as she turned and walked toward the house. He had the feeling that she wasn't very comfortable in his company. She was always more friendly with their co-workers than with him. It was starting to annoy him as he would like to know her better. She was damn attractive. To attractive really. Her red blond hair reached her shoulders and framed her face very nicely. Even the freckles on her nose and cheek was cute. Not to mention her body. Her long legs and full and tasty looking breasts was damn tempting and his pants felt very tight in the crotch as he watched her ass and the swing of her hips as she walked away.

First when she had dissapeared from his sigh James could turn his eyes away. Her husband was still talking with a bunch of people beside the pool. James had only met Alex once and the guy seemed to be quite likable. This was the first time he had seen him party though and the man was obviously having very fun.

James swigged the last of his whisky and put down the glass on the table. It was only his third drink but he felt the warmth inside. Not close to drunk but it sure was adding to his courage a bit. He just hesitated a short moment before he walked over to the house.

Jill had left the door opened so he just walked straight in. It was a pretty nice house. Rather big but he heard some noice down the hall and followed the sounds that led to the kitchen. There Jill was preparing the ingrediences for her drink and James just leaned against the wall. He watched her for two minutes before she even noticed his presence. She turned her head against him and he couldn't read her expression. If it was annoyment or something else.

"I have the feeling that you don't like me overly much." James say with a low voice as his eyes trail down her body, lingering at the flesh that is seen in her cleavage. "Why is that?" He ask as his eyes meet hers.

 

[MissMeek]

Jill was sure that she could feel James's eyes on her as she walked away from him, and she shuddered at the thought. She knew that men often looked at her but, for some reason, the idea of James ogling her really bothered her.

Once in the house, Jill took a detour to the bathroom to check her hair and makeup. While looking in the mirror, she also made sure that she wasn't showing too much cleavage; baring a little flesh was good, but she didn't want to overdo it and look like a slut. She certainly didn't want to encourage unwanted attention; the party was full of drunken old men, after all.

Satisfied that she was still presentable, Jill continued on to the kitchen where she could mix her martini. She gathered the ingredients and began pouring and stirring, dancing around and humming while she did so, then carefully peeled a twist of lemon into her drink. "Perfect!" she announced to herself after taking a sip.

As she was tidying the things away, she noticed someone out of the corner of her eye and turned to see James leaning against the wall. She wondered how long he'd been there, watching her in silence without her knowledge. Jill felt like he'd intruded into her private space; not so much into her home, but into a time when she thought she was alone. She was annoyed, even angry with him, but she also felt somewhat scared of him.

"I have the feeling that you don't like me overly much." James broke the silence, openly roaming her body with his eyes as he spoke. "Why is that?" he asked, now staring into her eyes.

"I don't know where you've got that idea from," Jill laughed nervously. "I barely know you! We're so busy at work, I rarely get a chance to chat to anyone." She smiled, hoping that her anxiety wasn't obvious to him.

Jill turned away from James to finish off tidying the worktop, grateful for a few seconds to compose herself before facing him again. "If you don't mind, I'd rather you went back outside. I'd prefer not to have people in the house." Jill had tried to keep her voice friendly but the request was a little harsher than she intended. She quickly continued, "I'll be out in a minute when I've finished here." She felt incredibly uncomfortable being alone with James and just wanted him to go away.

 

[Bardiche]

When she turned away from him and told him to leave James just stood there watching her for a moment. She was so damn sexy and his eyes was locked on her tempting ass that was hiding under her dress. He could sense that she was nervous about his presence and could not really figure out why. He had never been forward with his lust toward her. It sure was time to change that.

His cock swelled in his pants as he thought of doing her in her own house with her husband drunk outside. With no more hesitation he slowly walked up to her and pressed his body against her backside. He leaned forward.

"I won't go outside." He whisper in her ear as his arms reach around her and cup her breasts in his hands. He can feel her nipples through the cloth of her dress and realise that she don't wear a bra. His cock grows bigger with that realisation and she must feel it poke against her ass cheeks.

He hold her still as he feel her squirm. "Just relax." He mutter against her ear before he kisses her lightly on her neck. His hand squeeze her breasts and his thumbs rub at her nipples and he feel them getting hard.

 

[MissMeek]

Jill closed her eyes and hoped that he would do as she'd asked, but she didn't hear him go. She heard movement behind her, too close to be James leaving the kitchen, then felt the light pressure of his body resting against her rear. She froze, not sure how to react.

"I won't go outside," he whispered. She felt his hands as they traced their way round her sides, up to her breasts, touching her as if she was his to touch. Jill was confused; she was married, she didn't like this man, he shouldn't be doing this... so why was she letting him? Why didn't she pull away from him?

She felt his hardness press against her. Realising where this might lead, she struggled to get away, but his weight and his arms held her firmly in place. "No," she breathed.

"Just relax," James said softly. She could feel his breath near her ear, then his lips began kissing her neck. She adored any attention to her neck as it was such a sensitive area and felt so good. His hands squeezed her breasts and toyed with her nipples, sending tingles of pleasure down to her pussy. She rested her head back against him, giving in to him. Her nipples hardened under his thumbs and she writhed in his arms, feeling his cock growing stiffer behind her as she wriggled.

Jill didn't understand why she was reacting this way when she felt uncomfortable being around James. Ten minutes ago she'd thought the guy was a creep; now she was in her kitchen, pinned against the worktop by him, being molested and becoming highly aroused by the situation. She could feel her wetness spreading on to her knickers and blushed as she realised that she wanted to feel his cock inside her.

 

[Bardiche]

Her reaction to his advances surprised James quite a bit. He inhaled the scent from her perfume as he kneaded her breasts. He kissed down her neck to her shoulder and up again while his hands was busy pulling her dress down over her arms until it was down at her waist. He immediately cupped her tits again. He was right. She didn't wear a bra.

"Your tits are wonderful." He murmurs against her neck as his fingers play and twirl the nipples between them. His cock grow even harder as the hard nubs he play with excite him even further.

One of his hands travel down her body and ends up under her dress between her legs. He feel that the crotch of her panties are already moist and presses the thin material against her sex. He rubs her pussy with his fingers as his breathing become heavier with desire.

His other hand are still busy with massaging her breast and he kisses her neck again. "My cock look forward to fucking your wet pussy." He whisper against her ear before he take her earlobe in his mouth and suck gently on it.

 

[MissMeek]

As James was kissing his way down her neck, Jill felt his hands move down her arms, taking with them the straps of her dress. She gasped as her breasts were exposed. "Oh god," she thought, "not here!" But she didn't protest.

He seemed to enjoy fondling her breasts, much to Jill's delight. "Your tits are wonderful," she faintly heard through the haze of her arousal. His rubbing and squeezing of her nipples created a torrent of pleasure that left her feeling woozy.

Jill felt one of James's hands trailing down her body, heading towards her sex, and she rocked back against him in need. She felt his fingers brush over the crotch of her panties; her excitement would now be obvious to him as he discovered her wetness. She automatically spread her legs slightly to allow him better access.

He rubbed her pussy through her panties, making her ache to be filled. Jill moaned and thrust her hips back, hoping that James would get the message and penetrate her with his fingers, or – even better – with his cock. She fumbled behind her, massaging his hardness through his trousers.

James whispered something about fucking her, then sucked her earlobe into his lips. Again Jill worried as she remembered that they were in her kitchen, with her husband and several guests just out the back of the house. "What if someone comes in?" she asked nervously.

 

[Bardiche]

James couldn't help but moan when she touched his cock through his pants. He smiled as he sensed that she actually wanted him to fuck her. He met her hips movement back by pushing against her. His smile widened as he heard her worry that someone could come in.

"The only one that have reason to come in is your husband but he are to drunk." He said as he nibbled at her earlobe. His hands left her breast and sex and grabbed her around her waist and quickly turned her around. "The only one you need to worry about is me." He said as he moved her over to the dinner table and pushed her against it. He forced her to bend over it face down and pulled up her dress and revealed her white panties that had a obvious wet spot right at the crotch.

"Your a horny slut aren't you?" He ask as he caresses her ass cheeks with his one hand while the other hold her down to the table. He quickly unbuttons his pants and let them fall to his feet together with his boxer shorts. His cock spring free. 8 inches of full erection.

He turn the crotch of her panties aside and start to rub his cock up and down her slit. Once the head of his cock enter her slightly before he draw it out and continue to rub it over her pussylips.

"You wan't me to fuck you?" He ask not really caring about her answer. Fuck her he will.

 

[MissMeek]

Jill was slightly reassured by his reply to her question. It was true; Alex had no reason to come inside while there was alcohol still out there – and they'd bought enough drink to sate an army.

James ceased his ministrations, flipped her around and thrust her across the kitchen. "The only one you need to worry about is me," he said coldly, sending a shiver down her spine. Jill found herself being forced to bend over the dining table, his hand firmly pressing on her back to hold her down. Her breasts were painfully squashed beneath her.

She felt the material of her dress being lifted and wiggled her ass in anticipation. "You're a horny slut aren't you?" Jill heard his words and flushed, knowing that he was right. All she could do was moan as he stroked her rear.

Jill heard the rustle of clothing behind her. She felt fingers moving her panties to the side and she pushed her ass out, offering herself to James. He slid his cock along her slippery pussy lips and she gasped, needing to feel him inside her. Jill almost growled as the head of his cock entered her and then quickly withdrew, teasing her by continuing to rub against her slit. She stood up on tiptoes, trying to wriggle herself onto his cock.

"You want me to fuck you?" He sounded just as horny as she was. "Yes!" she shrieked, her arousal almost unbearable by now. "Please!" she begged. "Please fuck me!"

 

[Bardiche]

James rubbed his cock against her pussy and took a deep breath as the head was coated with her wetness. He had wanted her ever since he saw her. He had waited for the right opportunity. Now it seemed that he had the ice princess right where he wanted her. Her words that she wanted him to fuck her was more than he had expected.

With one hand on her back, still holding her down against the table. He bends his knees slightly and pries her legs apart while his other hand guides his cock to her slick cunt. With one hard thrust he buries it inside her and groans when he feel her grip the shaft with her pussy muscles. Her sex was tight but there was no resistance as he pulled back and pushed back in again. He kept the pace slow for a while.

"Damn. You are tight." He mutter as his cock was milked by her pussy. The pleasure of fucking her was heightened by the knowledge her husband was outside somewhere and had no idea James was fucking his wife.

"You have a very nice pussy." He said as he increased the speed of his hips as he moved in and out of her. He growled deeply and took a hold of her hips to hold her still so the dining table wouldn't move with his powerful and fast thrusts.

 

[MissMeek]

Jill couldn't believe that she'd just begged her work colleague to fuck her! She'd never done anything like that before with anybody; she didn't know what had come over her. This wasn't her usual behaviour. "What the hell is happening to me?" she thought.

Her thoughts disappeared as James plunged his cock deep inside her pussy. She clenched her muscles around him, revelling in the feeling of being so completely filled. His long, slow strokes felt heavenly, and Jill realised that she must be incredibly wet for him to glide inside her so easily. Sex wasn't normally like this for her; it was as if James had accessed something in her that she didn't know was there.

She heard James's voice, but didn't hear what he said; she was lost in her own little world of pleasure. His thrusts had become quicker, his shaft pounding in and out of her like no one ever had before. To Jill, all that existed in that moment was her cunt, his cock and the eruption of feelings as their bodies collided in a rhythmic dance. She thought that she might pass out with the intensity of the ecstasy that consumed her.

His growl seemed to release some animal-like quality in Jill and she sounded her own feral cries as he slammed into her. She could feel her orgasm brewing, spreading through her body like flames licking at the air, engulfing her whole being. She threw her head back and let out a long, low howl as she neared the peak of her climax.

 

[Bardiche]

Her passionate cries was all it took for James to pound her even harder. His fingers dig into her hip and was surely gonna leave marks. But he did not care as the pleasure was more delicate than he would have thought. Her muscles worked the length of his cock and he joined her cries and howling with a groan.

The sounds she made had him believing she was nearing an orgasm. He was surprised and not a little pleased as he never had brought a woman over the edge that quickly before. He grabbed her shoulders with his arms and raised her up while he kept up pushing hard inside her. He slammed into her so hard that it sounded as he slapped her ass.

They now stood up and his hand went down and stroked her belly until he reached her sex. While he kept thrusting his cock in and out of her wetness his fingers dug in and found her clit. He rubbed it hard and his mouth found her neck where he nibbled and suck at her delicate flesh.

 

[MissMeek]

She felt his fingers sink into her hips and groaned. The pain, together with that of her breasts crushed beneath her, mingled with the pleasure to create more confusion in her already dazed mind. She hurt, but she felt so good. She hurt and it felt so good?

Jill felt James grip her shoulders, pulling her up a little way off the table, still fucking her hard. Her weight was no longer on her breasts but they continued to ache. She was pulled up further until she was standing, his cock still buried inside her.

His hand travelled down her stomach and she panted with excitement as she guessed its destination. She felt ready to explode but couldn't cum without her clit being directly stimulated; her orgasm would just keep building. His fingers found her clit and rubbed ferociously; he seemed determined to drag her climax out of her. His lips and teeth made contact with her sensitive neck, sending shock waves to her pussy.

The combination of his actions finally triggered her orgasm. Jill almost screamed as it ripped through her; its intensity was mind-blowing. Her muscles contracted and her whole body went rigid. She'd cum lots of times before, but never like this.

 

[Bardiche]

James felt her contract around his cock as she came hard. She came so hard it almost hurt him. He kept thrusting his cock through her orgasm. He pushed hard as his hands went up to cup her breasts and he held her against him. His own orgasm approaching fast he hammered himself in her.

"Oh fuck." He screamed as his fingers played with her nipples. He held back on his own climax as his cock went in and out of her cunt.

After about two minutes after her orgasm he felt his cock twitch and kept pushing it deep inside her. With a feral scream he filled her pussy with his cum, he kept on fucking her as he came which heightened his own pleasure.

When he was totally drained he felt his legs give away and fell down on the floor. Taking her with him. His cock left her pussy with a trail of semen that glistened on her thighs.

He breathed hard as his hands was still playing with her breasts and nipples. This was the most intense orgasm of his life. May be because it was illicit or just that she was so hot. Finally he got his voice back.

"So you don't think different. This was not a one time event." He say as he squeezes her breasts.

 

[MissMeek]

Jill's orgasm seemed endless. Her body always became extra sensitive after she came; his continued fucking and new assault on her breasts was a mixture of bliss and agony.

James swore loudly and she guessed that he was about to cum too. He tweaked her nipples and rammed his cock into her with such force that it scared her. Jill felt the spasms of his cock inside her pussy, still driving into her as he came.

She squealed as James collapsed and pulled her down with him. They landed in a heap on the floor, his cock no longer inside her. Stunned by the whole experience, Jill laid in silence. James continued to fondle her breasts, panting heavily after his exertions.

Eventually, he spoke. "So you don't think different. This was not a one time event."

Jill thought about her husband and felt guilty about what had just happened. Alex was right outside and here she was, in their house, on their kitchen floor, having just had sex with one of her work colleagues. "Incredible, unimaginable, fantastic sex!" Jill thought to herself. But it was wrong; she was married. "But it was terrific!" That voice in her head spoke again.

A rough squeeze of her breasts broke Jill out of her thoughts. "I don't know," she sighed. "I really don't know."

 

[Bardiche]

"But i do." James said as he took her chin in his hand and turned her head so she couldn't avoid meeting his eyes. He stared at her.

"This was incredible sex and you as well as i won't forget it." His other hand stroked her ass and went lower to touch her slick pussy lips that was a mess of both their fluids.

"You will let me fuck you. So you better accept it." He drove two of his fingers inside her sex and pulled them out to hold in front of her.

"You climaxed very hard on my cock. Here is the proof." He stood up and pulled up his boxers and pants. Looking down at her he smiled.

"Tomorrow you will come to my office. Don't wear any panties. You don't need them." With that he turned away and left the house, whistling a merry tune.

 

[MissMeek]

His eyes felt as if they were searching her mind, seeking out her thoughts in order to bend them to his will. Jill was caught in his gaze until his eyes moved down her body.

"This was incredible sex and you as well as I won't forget it," James spoke softly. "I won't argue with that!" thought Jill, smiling to herself but saying nothing. She wouldn't forget it, but she wasn't sure about a repeat performance.

His fingers played around her pussy lips. "You will let me fuck you. So you better accept it." His voice sounded almost cold, like she had no choice in the matter. As if to make the point that her cunt was his to fuck, James slid two fingers deep inside her, making her gasp.

Jill blushed as he held his fingers in front of her, both of their juices evident in their sticky coating. "You climaxed very hard on my cock. Here is the proof," he announced. Jill was too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

James stood up and got dressed. Jill stayed where she was, still dazed from all that had just happened. She'd only come in to get a drink, now she was slumped on the kitchen floor, partially dressed, with a combination of fluids oozing out of her pussy. She really needed that martini now!

Jill looked up at James and he smiled at her. "Tomorrow you will come to my office. Don't wear any panties. You don't need them," he instructed, then left without waiting for a response from her.

She hauled herself up from the floor, rearranged her clothing, gulped down her martini and headed to the bathroom to fix herself up properly. She hoped that she – or James – hadn't been missed from the party.

* * * * *

The drive to work seemed more stressful than usual, but that was probably because she didn't want to go. She'd thought about calling in sick, but she couldn't avoid James forever; it was better to get it over with. She'd decided to forget about yesterday; pretend that it never happened. She rarely saw James at work anyway so nothing had to change.

Jill thought about his parting words from the day before. "As if I'd go into work without any panties!" she laughed. "Who does he think I am?" She made her way to her office, thankfully without seeing James, closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully work would take her mind off him.

 

[Bardiche]

James saw her get into the office building but stayed out of her sight. He opened the door to his office and did some work of his own. He shuffled papers around on his desk as he realised he couldn't concentrate on what he should be doing. The most important work was done anyway so he could always have some fun. It didn't seem like Jill would come to his office so he had to go to hers.

He didn't bother to knock on the door to her office and just opened it and walked in. He smiled as he looked at her behind the desk.

"You didn't come to see me so i guess i had to come and see you." He say and fold his arms.

He walk closer to her.

"What about your panties? You left them at home or not?"

 

[MissMeek]

The door opened, startling Jill as she sat at her desk. James walked in and closed the door behind him. People didn't usually enter her office without knocking first and it annoyed Jill that he'd just barged in.

"Can I help you?" she asked, staring at him icily.

"You didn't come to see me so I guess I had to come and see you." He still had that piercing look, which together with his tone of voice and the way he stood made him appear quite intimidating. Jill suddenly felt like a naughty child.

"Ah," she began. "I was planning to drop by your office later, after I'd dealt with some of this paperwork," she lied. She'd had no intention of going to see him. "About yesterday..."

He cut her off before she could say any more. "What about your panties? You left them at home or not?" The seriousness in his voice was unnerving. Jill laughed uneasily.

"As I was just going to say, about yesterday: I think we should just forget what happened. It must have been the drink or something." Jill looked him in the eyes before continuing, "I'm married. And we have to work together."

She hoped that he would leave it at that, but his silence made her doubt that he would.

 

[Bardiche]

"We won't forget it." He say as he move closer to her desk. He ignore her words about being married. "To bad you didn't do as told." He mutter as he lean down on her desk in front of her. He meet her eyes without flinching.

"I told you yesterday was not a one time event." He sigh dramatically. "Seems like i have to demonstrate." He quickly walk around the desk and turn her chair with her in it so she faces him. He stare down at her as he feel the excitement fill him. His hands are on each side of her so she can't escape.

"I am not joking or playing games here." He say right before his mouth claim hers in a deep kiss. His tongue forces it's way into her mouth as one of his hands cups her breast.

 

[MissMeek]

James broke the silence eventually. "We won't forget it," he insisted, moving closer to Jill. He leaned on her desk, his face inches away from hers. His eyes seemed to hold her in a trance. He said something but she didn't hear what it was; she was too caught up in his gaze.

"I told you yesterday was not a one time event." He spoke louder this time, breaking the spell that Jill was under. "Seems like I have to demonstrate," James continued, striding round the desk to her chair. He spun her round to face him, his hands holding the chair arms, his body towering over her. Jill was confused, scared even. "What are you doing?" she exclaimed. He appeared to ignore her.

"I am not joking or playing games here." His tone of voice supported his statement. He lowered his lips to hers, his tongue roughly probing its way into her mouth, claiming her in a deep, almost brutal, kiss. He reached for one of her breasts, supporting its weight in the palm of his hand, lightly brushing her nipple with his thumb.

Jill was stunned by his unexpected advances; a drunken fumble at a party was one thing, but now they were sober and this was their workplace! She tried to break off the kiss but he was unrelenting, refusing to let her pull away. Jill did the only thing she could think of: she pushed herself and the chair backwards, causing James to stumble. The manoeuvre had the desired effect – it broke the kiss – but the look on his face worried her; she was afraid of how he would react now.