willywanker
just one man's opinion
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OOC: This thread is starting with a new writer to the BB. I am writing this thread with KAYE, it will be only the two of us to start with, maybe other can add later. I've read some of her work in private and look forward to this thread.
This is fantasy, not a real experince like it will say in the first line of the story.
IC: Hi, I'm Willy. I wanted to tell you about an experince I had recently. I'm your average guy, on the back side of 40, in a loveless marriage, get most of my sexual satisfaction by myself with help from the internet. I own my own business, designing homes for the filthy rich. I got a call the other day, a lovely voice asking the usual questions, how do you charge, how long you been in business, etc, etc. But the house she wanted was a more moderate price range and I told her I enjoyed making smaller homes have the same ammenities as the larger homes and we scheduled a meeting for later that afternoon.
I had almost forgotten about the meeting when my office door opened and in walked a true vision. She was wearing a thin, silky red blouse, a conservative below the knee length black skirt, black hose and bright red high heels. "Are you Willy?" she asked. "That would be me, and you must be Kaye?" I replied. "Yes, I'm Kaye, did you find any plans that fit what I was looking for." I nodded yes and got up to show her the plans I had selected. "Here are 4 plans that are close. Take your time and if you have any questions, please feel free to ask." I pulled out a tall stool for her to sit on as she went thru the plans.
I moved back to my desk and tried to work but my eyes kept returning to her sitting there. From the side, the conservative skirt had a not so conservative slit up the side, showing her leg up to her thigh. Wait, what is that? Right at the top of the slit in her skirt the black hose showed some black lace. Real hose, not panty hose!!!!! Alright, willy, calm down. She glanced over and flashed a smile before returning to the drawings. Leaning over to get a better look at something, she offered me a better look. Her blouse gapped open, revealing a black lacy bra, filled to almost overflowing.
I was glad my desk was between us as I adjusted the erection starting to cause me problems. I looked up after straighting myself and caught her looking my way and realized the the desk had no panel below the top. I thought I was hidden but I wasn't. I could feel the blood rising in my face and tried to think of something else. But when I looked back, Kaye was turned on her stool, facing me, her fingers toying with the buttons on her blouse.
This is fantasy, not a real experince like it will say in the first line of the story.
IC: Hi, I'm Willy. I wanted to tell you about an experince I had recently. I'm your average guy, on the back side of 40, in a loveless marriage, get most of my sexual satisfaction by myself with help from the internet. I own my own business, designing homes for the filthy rich. I got a call the other day, a lovely voice asking the usual questions, how do you charge, how long you been in business, etc, etc. But the house she wanted was a more moderate price range and I told her I enjoyed making smaller homes have the same ammenities as the larger homes and we scheduled a meeting for later that afternoon.
I had almost forgotten about the meeting when my office door opened and in walked a true vision. She was wearing a thin, silky red blouse, a conservative below the knee length black skirt, black hose and bright red high heels. "Are you Willy?" she asked. "That would be me, and you must be Kaye?" I replied. "Yes, I'm Kaye, did you find any plans that fit what I was looking for." I nodded yes and got up to show her the plans I had selected. "Here are 4 plans that are close. Take your time and if you have any questions, please feel free to ask." I pulled out a tall stool for her to sit on as she went thru the plans.
I moved back to my desk and tried to work but my eyes kept returning to her sitting there. From the side, the conservative skirt had a not so conservative slit up the side, showing her leg up to her thigh. Wait, what is that? Right at the top of the slit in her skirt the black hose showed some black lace. Real hose, not panty hose!!!!! Alright, willy, calm down. She glanced over and flashed a smile before returning to the drawings. Leaning over to get a better look at something, she offered me a better look. Her blouse gapped open, revealing a black lacy bra, filled to almost overflowing.
I was glad my desk was between us as I adjusted the erection starting to cause me problems. I looked up after straighting myself and caught her looking my way and realized the the desk had no panel below the top. I thought I was hidden but I wasn't. I could feel the blood rising in my face and tried to think of something else. But when I looked back, Kaye was turned on her stool, facing me, her fingers toying with the buttons on her blouse.