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A New Relationship
The next morning I woke to the sight of Becky dressed in a lacy black bra, matching g-string panties and smoke colored see through stockings. She was bent over the bed and had taken my cock into her mouth and was bobbing up and down on it. Surprised and pleased, I lay back and watched as the beautiful woman sucked me off.
In a matter of minutes, I exploded in her mouth. As I shot my wad into her mouth, she glanced up at me and with my cock still in her mouth she gave me a smile. When she had sucked the last bit of cum out of my dick, she stood and swallowed it in one gulp.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Good morning to you. I hope you don’t mind. But, I saw you were hard when I got out of the shower. I just could not resist.” Becky started to dress in a skirt and blouse. “I have an early meeting. Feel free to stay as long as you want. I’ll give you a call during the day.” She leaned down, kissed me on the cheek and hustled out of her condo.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was a lot earlier in the morning than I was used to waking. However, I knew there was no way I would be able to fall back to sleep. I also didn’t want to shower and put on my clothes from the day before.
To kill a little time, I decided to check out Becky’s condo. I got up and relieved myself and dressed. I went into her kitchen and got a bowl of cereal and started to walk around the condo. The entire living area was clean, neat and organized.
During my tour of the living room I noticed that Becky did a lot of reading of Cosmo and Women’s Health. It seemed that she had two subjects that she liked to read about, keeping her body in the best shape possible and how to become a better lover. Becky obviously had taken both magazines’ advice to heart.
When I finished with the living area, I headed back into her bedroom. The half of her king sized bed that she had slept upon was nicely made. The half I had occupied was a complete mess. Standing next to the four post bed were two night stands.
Being nosy, I riffled through both and found nothing interesting. I then went over to her dresser and started to go through the drawers. The top drawer was filled with bras and panties. The next drawer was filled with socks, stockings and pantyhose.
I was looking for Becky’s sex toys. I knew she had to have some. No woman that likes to have her ass spanked during sex went without a supply of sex toys.
The next spot I checked was her large walk-in closet. The closet was filled with business clothes, blouses, skirts and dress slacks. I almost gave up the search when I spotted the cardboard box sitting on a high shelf. The instant I pulled the lid off the box I knew I had hit a jackpot.
The old paper box was filled with sex toys. There were numerous dildos and vibrators of various sizes and colors. The box also contained a black satin blindfold and a handkerchief that could be used as a blindfold. A stainless steel set of handcuffs sat on yards of white cotton rope.
The box also contained different styles of nipple clamps, a couple of ball gags and even a set of butt plugs. Pushed against the side of the box was a paperback book. The well worn book was about bondage and tying knots.
Thinking of having fun with Becky, I grabbed her handcuffs and the keys that unlocked them. I replaced the paper box and headed for my house to shower, change and head to work.
When I arrived at the office, I had a voicemail from Becky. Her voice sounded happy and she told me how much fun she had the previous night. She then wished me a good day and hung up.
My day was filled with meetings which kept me from my phone. When I returned to my office at lunch I found that she had left me another voicemail. This message had a slight bit of desperation. Becky explained to me that despite what I thought of her activities last night, she really wasn’t that type of woman. Asking me to give her a call, she hung up.
Instead of calling her back, I picked up my phone and dialed the number of my friend who had invited us both to the fundraising event. “I was wondering when you were going to call me,” Nate said when he answered.
Playing off what had happened when we left the party, I told him that I was interested in possibly dating Becky. I was looking to learn more about her before I moved forward. Nate informed me that he really didn’t know much about her, but a friend of his did.
When Nate gave me the name and number of his friend, I knew I would get all the dirt on Becky that I wanted.
The man who knew Becky also had borrowed money from my bank and was having issues paying back the loan. I knew I could use this to pry every last bit of information out of David.
The instant that I identified myself to David, he started in with the excuses. When he finally finished with his excuse making, I told him that I wasn’t calling about the loan. I informed him I was looking to learn more about his friend Becky. And if what he told me was good, I would get him an extension on his loan.
“What do you want to know about her? Professional or personal?”
“Personal. I am interested in possibly dating her. But, I don’t know her and I like to get to know people before I start to date them. So, how well do you know her?”
David told me that he had known her his entire life. They had grown up next door to each other and went to elementary school, high school and even college together. They had been high school sweethearts and dated for two years while in college.
“I want you to know that I am happily married and don’t have any interest in Beck. But, she is a gorgeous woman both physically and emotionally.”
He continued to tell me that she had never been married, or had no children. David told me he hadn’t stay in close touch with her after he married, but knew she had a successful career.
In college she had been a social butterfly. She had been in every organization that the University offered. In fact she was the head of her sorority. “I don’t want to drag anyone’s name through the mud. But after we broke up I heard that she had some Bi-sexual fun with some of her sorority sisters.”
I thanked David for his information and told him he had his extension on his loan. This caused David to tell me that if he thought of anything else about her, he would call me right away.
When I hung, I found that I had yet another voicemail from Becky. She sounded extremely desperate. “James, I don’t know if you’ve gotten my other messages. But, I would really like to explain myself about last night. I’m going to Mo’s for happy hour. If you can, please meet me there after work. I would really like to explain to you what happened last night.”
Glancing at the clock on my desk, I saw that it was closing time. I loosened my neck tie and threw it in my opened briefcase. I grabbed the stainless steel pair of handcuffs and dropped them in my coat pocket and headed for Mo’s
To be continued……..
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