It’s Always the Quiet Ones

Part 1: The Shy Guy & The Nice Girl

It had been a slow year for me and I was tired of being by myself. I had done my part to be the good boy. I listened to my parents while I was in college, I partied very little, I received only high marks, and I finished in 3-1/2 years. I did all that was asked of me. After school I got myself a cushy little job with a great Insurance Firm and had been working my ass off. But now here I was, I had money, a nice place but damn I was lonely. Don’t get me wrong, I had a few dates in college, but no one wanted to date a guy who cancelled dates all the time to study.

So, that was it I made the decision to leave my nerdy ways. I was buying new clothes like mad trying to update my styles. I was making plans to go out every Friday and Saturday night till I fell head over heels in love with someone. Yeah so much for plans, lets see I sat, I drank, I sat, I drank, I chit-chatted a little now and again. Frankly let me just say that I kept putting the pole in the water and the fish I caught were not worth keeping. So after about a month of this (I give up easy), I put myself back into work and said heck with it. And that is where this story really begins.

She worked down the hall from me, her name was Devon. She was the nice looking but quiet and conservative accountant. I saw her in the hall all the time; we passed and always said hi, but nothing more. She was attractive in her business suits with their knee length skirts. I always managed to get her to smile when we passed and it was always the face of a pleasant pretty girl that looked up. However the thought never crossed my mind to think of this girl as a possibility of anything other than professional.

It was late one Friday night and I thought I was the only one still working; everyone else had lives after all. I went down to the copier and stopped before rounding the corner when I heard it running. I peaked around and saw it was Devon, but only a loose reality of the girl I saw every day. Her hair was down and I had never noticed what a glistening shade of red it was. She had her jacket of and was only in a sleeveless blouse. I had to look twice because I was shocked to see what appeared to be the edge of tattoo on her shoulder. I just took her in, thinking to myself that this girl looked better to me than any woman I had ever glanced in my steady diet of porno magazines. She had a great set of buns that her jacket usually left to the imagination. As I continued down I was noticing her fantastic legs, still encased in there slightly opaque pantyhose. Suddenly I heard her clear her throat and I had to jerk my eyes back up off of her legs.

“Hiya, Dan”, she said, with a cockeyed grin held steady on her face.

“Hello Devon, sorry didn’t know anyone else was here”, I rushed out of my mouth as I turned to flee into my office.

“Wait a minute, from the looks of the papers in your hand, I think you needed to make a copy”.

“Oh it can wait till Monday”, I explained, now needing to run to a shelter any shelter.

She then started to approach me, I didn’t know what to do but I held my ground. I thought I would begin to whimper as she stopped in front of me and took the paper from my hands. My eyes couldn’t help but drift down to the front of her smooth blouse as I saw she must have removed her bra at some point because her nipples were quite prominent in a get to know you pose.

“Here, I’ll copy these for you”, she taunted me, as she turned and walked, no strutted to the copier leaving me with empty hands and reflections of legs and ass in my eyes.

She stood over the copier and inserts my papers into it. “How many would you like today” she asked me.

“Just two”, I stammered.

She copied my papers and here I was still just standing by the corner, I am quite sure my mouth was agape but who knows. She was humming with the machine as its green light was reflecting across her blouse like a broken disco light. Her hips were swaying back and forth with the swipe of the copier. She glanced back at me with one eye and gave me the sweetest little wink. I almost fell backwards, if I would have blinked I would have missed it but my god was this girl coming on to me?

The copier stopped and she collected all my sheets and headed back to me. She put them in my hands that had not left their outright position from before. I gazed at her face and eyes as if I couldn’t function without them. I gave to her my thanks and she turned away. Disappointed at the end of the encounter but not surprised I too turned to leave.

As I turned I heard her say “Dan”.

I turned, probably much too quickly, and said “Yes, Devon”.

“I believe from what people tell me about you that you have no plans for tomorrow night, do you?” she asked.

At first I thought about being standoffish and saying it was none of her business, but instead utter something like “No, I don’t”.

“Good” she said flippantly, “Then I’ll see you at my house at 7:00 and we’ll do something, wear something really casual, Okay”. With that she turned and walked away.

I just stood there in amazement. I turned and went back to my office not knowing what to think. Laying my head on my desk I started to murmur to myself. I shut off my computer and left the office. The entire drive home was like being underwater. When I got home I stripped of my clothes and jumped in the shower. I lathered my body up and closed my eyes. As my hand reached my member, it immediately gripped and I began to stroke it with such force as I hadn’t used in a long time. I exploded onto the shower wall in minutes and just stood under the shower letting the chlorine smell take over the tub as I shook my head trying to understand the evening.

Next: (Bare with me it gets real good)

Part 2: The Shy Guy and The Surprise

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I'm waiting :)

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me too!

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Part 2: The Shy Guy and The Surprise

It was the longest Saturday of my life. I did things around the house but had no thoughts whatsoever but of Devon. I went to the store, the mall, just did anything to be doing something to pass time. It came to 6:30 and I jumped into the shower and cleaned up. I put my favorite pair of jeans and opted for a long-sleeve t-shirt.

I drove across town and pulled up in front of her house. She had a nice little house with a large yard keeping her away from the neighbors. I looked over the house without getting out of my car, but everything was dark. I opened the door and stepped out the car trying my best to stride up to the door. I stopped, held my breathe and gave the door a big knock. I waited anxiously hobbling back and forth on my feet. The door opened slowly but I saw no one. Like an idiot who hadn’t seen a thousand horror movies, I stuck my head in the door and said “ Hello”. Around the door came Devon, unlike anything I have ever seen. She was clad in a black latex halter, and black latex pants and with the longest spiked boots I’ve ever seen.

Devon grabbed my shirt and pulled me in the dark room. She slammed the door shut and put a finger to my lips. “This is the only time I will let you talk. I know just what you need to loosen you up Dan, and if you let me have you until tomorrow I can guarantee that when you leave this house you will be a changed man. Tell me yes or no now, and with yes I will not allow you to speak to me again or make any kind of noise unless I give you permission. However if the answer is no you may leave the house now and go back to you quiet little life. So danny boy which is it.”

I don’t remember even thinking about it but my lips worked on their own accord and whispered “Yes”.

With that she didn’t say anything, she just took my hand in hers and led me to a door in the house. She opened the door and there were stairs going down with candles lit along the railing attempting with much success to give the house a gothic feel. I followed her creaking body down the stairs, being led like a sad puppy to the kennel. We arrived at the bottom of the stairs and it was too dark to notice anything for certain in the room as the candles cast shadows creating crouching demons in every crack and crevice. She pulled me to the left and told me to back against the wall and to spread my legs apart. I wanted to resist at the least hesitate, but my feet slid apart as if grease had been put on their soles. She knelt in front of me and placed something around each ankle. Then she stood up took each hand and place them near my head, each one place in a slot giving of an audible click. I looked from side to side and could see my hands were inside some kind of padded wrist locks, all kinds of thoughts began to race through my head. What did she have planned for me, was I safe, is she one of those crazy people, what?

Suddenly as if answer to my question if felt cold metal against my stomach. I looked down feeling quite alarmed to see Devon starting to cut my pants with a pair scissors. “Relax, lover” she said snappingly, not stopping to cut while she glanced up at me. She cut down one leg, then the other and stripped my pants and boxers from my body. She then cut my shirt and removed it. It was cool and my I felt my sack come close to my body, but my penis seemed to be thinking on its own as I felt it grow.

“Mmmm, much better I think, and I see that you are feeling good yourself”, she slyly whispered.

“I guess”, I replied. No sooner had I spoken and she had turned around and grabbed what looked like a leather strap from a table and struck it across my chest.

“I told you no talking, understand” she commanded of me.

I was stunned, never had I been struck in my life. The memory of the strike was throbbing on my chest and I could already feel the skid rising in what I was sure was going to be a giant welt. I looked up at her and she was glaring at me. She turned away from me and as she was leaving over her shoulder she said, “ Just for that you have forced me to leave you hanging here for awhile, I’ll be back down when I felt you will no longer disobey me”.

With that she trudged up the stairs.

Next,

Part 3: The Shy guy learns what he’s missed.

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omg....... I think ....I know....I am gonna dig this story......so hot...hurry;)

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It sounds like skip has a secret spy cam set up at Lilith's house... ;)
Can't wait for part three!

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Go then, there are other worlds than these

Part 3: The Shy guy learns what he’s missed.

I stood there unbelieving, shackled like a convict; this is what I had been waiting for all day? I ran this question in my head over and over for what seemed like an eternity. Just as time ticked by and I started to get worried and cry out, I heard the click of her boot coming down the stairs again. She rounded the corner and looked me over. “You are ready to be good now”, she said lovingly to me. It was not a question so I did not answer her. She walked over to me and began to pace back and forth in front of me. It was if she was thinking what to do with me, but I had the feeling it was a game and she knew exactly what she would do with me.

She stopped right in front of me looked me in the eyes and began to tap a coiled whip against my chest. I could hear the leather coils creaking in her grip as she bounced it off my sternum. Quite unexpectedly she dropped to her knees and grabbed the base of my member with her free hand. “Hmmm”, she said, “Lets begin”.

She wasted no time and took the head of my penis in her mouth. I sucked in a large breath as her very warm lips wrapped around my swelling mushroom. Her tongue was flicking the tip of my penis with lightening speed as she began to give me suction. I was becoming fully erect at an amazing pace as her mouth worked on my head. Her hand began to squeeze at the base with more pressure and I could feel the circulation being stopped. Then two things happened, first she let go of my penis with her hand and took the whole thing in her mouth with one gulp. At the same time, she reared back her hand and struck the side of my ass with the coiled whip with a loud whap. She then bobbed out to the head and then back down again, and again the whip came. I didn’t know whether to cry out in pleasure or pain. She continued on pulling her head out, then taking me in and hitting me with the whip.

I wanted to feel angry, violated or something like that, but my body had other ideas. I could feel the head of my member swelling, pulsing from her rhythmic sucking. I knew that no matter how surprised or shocked I was by this that I was going to cum like a faucet. She must have sensed my readiness because she stopped bobbing out and took me back full in her mouth and began to hit me with the coils repeatedly.

“Whap, whap, whap”, filled the basement with echoes. I could feel her tongue working under my penis giving me a sensation of tingles climbing to my wounded ass. My already clenched ass suddenly pulled itself tighter as I began to unload straight down Devon’s throat. As I was cumming she pulled her head back, swallowed hard and presented her tongue for more of my deposit. She reached up her hand and began to pump, no that not right, she milked my penis for what was left. She pulled and squeezed easing down milky white drops of my fluid onto the tip of her magic mouth muscle.

Quite finished and sensitive I was released. She stood up, leaving her mouth open so I could see my juice sitting on her tongue. She reached up a hand to her halter and released the hooks. Her breasts popped free, they were milky white with pink/brown nipples that were grippingly getting harder before my eyes. She pointed at me with one finger, touched the tip of my nose then took her finger and dipped it into her punch bowl of a tongue. I saw the semen begin to drip down her finger and she lowered her hand to her newly exposed breasts. The finger hooked and I was bewildered as she began to coat her nipple with my natural lotion. She put her head back as if this were giving its own invisible pleasure. She returned her finger to her mouth and proceeded to go through the ritual again for the second breast.

Dropping her hands she then made a dramatic swallow as she once again held me in her gaze. I could see the glistening moisture still on her lips. She then pulled my face close to hers and kissed me on the lips with a light tap. First I wanted to be repulsed, I would have to taste my own excretions, and the thought had always repulsed me. Then I licked my lips on instinct and tasted the sweet/salty taste that makes some women cringe and others beg for more. She smiled approvingly at me and brought her lips up to mine and parted my lips with her tongue and forced it into my mouth. Surprising me again I found that she had not swallowed the load she had no her tongue as she pushed it from her tongue to mine. She began to flick my tongue like a school girl making out for the first time. I found that with her frenching me I had no choice but to swallow the gift she had given me. She heard me swallow and pulled herself away, but only for effect. She was almost giggling at me, “I knew you would like it Dan”, she touted at me.

“We are just beginning your lessons Dan, but now I am need of some relief, I think that its time for you to give me something I desire”

She then began to stride up to me lifting one of her cum dripping nipples towards my mouth…

To be continued…

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.

<~~~~~~~~swoons*.....thud!!!!!! I think I require medical attention...or at least...mouth to mouth;)

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>
One man's dream is another man's nightmare~~~~> §¤ Lilith ¤§
~>My Scribbles<~
==>Gone Shopping<== ~Just a Quickie~ *~A Celebration Vacation~* ~Surprises~ Sleeping With the Window Open
What Did You Do Today? Self Defense Class ~Short Sweet Snippets~ § Summer Spin § Story Challenge Submission Pajamas

On my way Lilith... :p

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Put me on wheels and I'll turn tricks.

Clever? Nah, I ran out of that years ago. But if you find this, let me know, k?
"The road goes ever on..." ~ Tolkien

In memory of my friend skip...
Go then, there are other worlds than these

All I can say is that I'm very lucky my chair is holding me up right now....my knees are certainly not up to the job!

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"Seize the moment. Remember all those women on the 'Titanic' who waved off the dessert cart."~Erma Bombeck

Aqua, they are falling like flies catch one.

Thanks for the replies ladies and gents and lilith

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you may have a 5 star going here...

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Thanks alot scotz

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WOW!!!!! Such a hot story....... I am positively melting (I think thats what all this wetness is anyways ;) )

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Would you cater to every fantasy I've got? Would you hose me down with holy water if I get to hot? Can you take me places I've never known?

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