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One day while resetting the printer, Sam noticed something new in 
the terminal room.  She was attractive, but not in the sterile 
manner of a fashion model.  He was sure that she was not a student, 
a new professor seem unlikely, a new secretary was his guess.  Her 
braless figure under her conservative dress drew more that Sam's 
attention alone.  Sam went about his work, sneaking occasional 
glances at the woman that was to become his obsession.  As he left 
the room to return to other duties, Sam was sure that she would 
never be more than a source of rich fantasies.

That night, as he lay in bed, he recalled her image and attempted 
to direct in his mind a sexual fantasy with her in the leading 
role.  As had happened to Sam before, he could not force the 
fantasy to a point where they were engaged in sex.  It was if he 
were watching a film, and at the end of the first reel, a new, 
slightly rearranged version of the same real were shown again.  
Finally he gave up and reached for some magazines underneath his 
bed.  Today, Sam was in the mood for erotic letters supposedly  
written by the magazine's readers.

He choose one of his favorite stories from this issue.

	As I entered the club, I was happy to see that she was 
	working tonight.  I always left her big tips and 
	enjoyed seeing the smile she wore on her face as she 
	recognized me. I was sure that the way she sometimes 
	placed her hand on my back as she moved through the crowd 
	was friendlier then necessary.

	As usual, I ordered a Scotch and soda.  We repeated the 
	unspoken ritual where she started to make change, and I 
	put my hand up signalling for her to keep the change.  
	The crowd tonight was a good one, and I could tell by 
	the glow she carried with her that the tips were 
	generous.

	Her shift ended before the last band.  As I saw her 
	leave, I thought he saw her glancing back at me.  The 
	next band started and I turn to watch their set.  Five 
	minutes later, I noticed her return through the front 
	door.  I continued to watch the band as she headed for 
	the ladies room.  A little while latter I felt I tap on 
	my  shoulder.  I turned and my heart began to race as 
	she bend forward to speak into my ear.  She explained 
	that her car would not start, and asked for a ride 
	home.  Nervously I agreed.  When we reached my car, I 
	offered to treat her to a snack before taking her home.

	The bright florescents of the diner were a dramatic 
	contrast to the dimly lit atmosphere of the club.  Her 
	clothes, which allowed her to blend into the background 
	at the club, added to my excitement.  She wore a dark 
	blue silk blouse, a tight black leather mini skirt, and 
	little black boots that seemed to scream "fuck me."  As 
	we sat down, I squirmed in my seat trying to hide what 
	I felt was a most obvious erection.  As she laughed 
	kindly at my attempts at humor, I noticed her breasts 
	jiggling freely underneath her blouse.  I was growing 
	more uncomfortable in my excitement, when she reached 
	over to caresses my hand as she illustrated a story 
	about a pass her boss had made at her.  I sure my 
	quickened breath and dilated eyes where not lost on 
	her.  We finished the meal without incident, and she 
	excused herself as I went to the counter to pay.  

	She returned from the bathroom with a wicked grin on 
	her face and a gleam in her eye.  Walking to the car, I 
	took care not to let my erection show.  As I started to 
	open the door, she grab hold of my shoulder, spun me 
	around, and forced me against the side of the car.  As 
	she pressed her face to mine, I surrender my mouth to 
	her tongue.  She ground her sex against my leg as her 
	kiss ripped through my head.  As my head started to 
	clear, she pulled her mouth away giggling and whispered 
	in my ear.  "Would you be a dear, and stick your lovely 
	tongue in my ass."  With this she hiked her dress, 
	leaned over the hood of car, and spread her ass cheeks.  
	This all being new to me, I kneeled to the ground and 
	started pecking kissing on her fleshy cheeks.  Her 
	beautiful rosebud invited me onward.  The moan she let 
	out as my timid tongue moved toward her anus pushed all 
	shyness out of my head.  As I swirled my tongue around 
	her anus, her breathy gasp pleaded for more.  Unable to 
	censor my action, I pushed my tongue into her ass.  She 
	let out a gasp and cried, "Oh, God I love your  tongue 
	in my butt!"  The delicious feeling of her tight 
	muscles clamping down on my tongue sent my head 
	spinning.  After what seemed like an hour, she nudge me 
	back.

	Laughing as I stood, she noted that I was still fully 
	clothed, while she stood in a disarray.  She climbed 
	onto the hood of my car, threw me a condom, and spread 
	her leg in invitation.  Despite the dim lighting of the 
	parking lot, I knew any passerby could have seen our 
	little show.  But I was so uncontrollable with lust 
	that I pushed aside my inhibitions.  I lowered my 
	pants, slipped on the condom, and crawled onto the hood 
	of the car.  Sensing my nervousness, she help guide my 
	dick into her cunt.  I pounded away as she leaned back 
	against the windshield.  I intense pleasure I felt 
	sliding in and out of her tight sex was amplified by 
	her moans of pleasure.  As the pitch slowed slightly, 
	she suggested that she do some driving.  We awkwardly 
	switch places until finally I had my back against the 
	windshield.  She slowly lowered herself onto my dick, 
	traveling down the shaft, and then back up again until 
	the head was just barely out of her pussy, then 
	repeating the penetration.  The super sensitive head of 
	my dick was overflowing my brain with signals of 
	pleasure.  Sensing that I was about to explode, she 
	quickened her pace.  I heard her breath grow rapid and 
	irregular.  She started to scream "I'm coming, I'm 
	coming, oh God, I'm coming" at the top of her lungs.  
	The spasms of her tight muscles pushed me over the edge 
	as I came in a flash of white light.

Sam's face grimaced in intense pleasure as he joined them in orgasm, 
sending pulses of fluid onto his chest.

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