“I’m not much into poetry, although I loved to read: Where the Sidewalk Ends, when I was a kid.”
“That’s the book that hooked me on poetry. I’m not extremely good at writing it, but I love to dig through books and find a treasure trove of poems written by some obscure author who knows how long ago.”
“I’m like most women. I want a steamy romance novel, or something sweet and tender.”
“I knew the romance genre was big, especially with women, but I never really understood why.”
“Seriously? Let’s just say that the next best thing to having sex, is reading about people having sex. If you’re not able to snag any for yourself, you damn sure want to be reading about two people who have guaranteed odds at doing the deed.”
“I’ll have to keep that in mind. Maybe I can let your romance novels catch a reprieve for a while.”
Sadie laughed as she stepped over to the counter where Reece was pouring the sauce over a bowl of freshly done fettuccine noodles. “It smells divine,” she sighed. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Reece smiled, leaning over to plant a kiss on her smiling lips. “You still planning on marrying me if you like my cooking?”
“The courthouse is open tomorrow.”
“Ha,” Reece laughed. “I didn’t bring anything to wear.”
“That’s okay, I hear you don’t have to dress up for that sort of thing.”
She couldn’t tell if he was serious or joking, but the look in his eyes said the idea wasn’t nearly as shocking as she’d expected it to be. The even more abrasive fact was that she wasn’t as opposed to it as she thought she’d be either. She wasn’t going to push the issue, but marrying a man like Reece? It could certainly be worse.
“Alright, I’ll do it. I’ll marry you on the morrow, babe.”
“Well you’re in luck. I won’t hold you to it. After all, you did make me dinner.”
“Dinner is what you’re going to remember about tonight?”
“Was I supposed to remember anything else?” she asked, a giggle burning to escape her throat. Reece put the spatula down and chased Sadie back into the living room, catching her just as she reached the couch. Her laughter echoed through the empty house as he turned her in his arms. Their kiss spun out and held all the possibilities of newly discovered love.
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 53
Chapter One
Well, here I was. Standing right next to a room where my fate would either be sealed as that of great, or of negative. I was meeting with four of the most important businessmen in the world, and I had to give a presentation hopefully winning them over to come work for my company. I began to sigh, wondering how this would go.
It was either going to be great, or terrible. I knew how these men could be. Most of the time, they were too busy sticking their heads up their asses to care about what a meager little employee would have to say, but I prayed, at least before I stepped near the doorway, that they might be interested in what I have to offer. I mean, the invention and partnership with them would be amazing. I know that I, Amanda Crawford, could win these guys over, at least that’s what I hoped more than anything else.
I walked in, and the receptionist looked me over.
“You are?” she asked with a bland tone.
“Amanda Crawford. I’m here to see Justin, Timothy, and Paul?” I said to her.
She looked at the schedule and then back at me.
“I don’t think they were expecting a woman,” she said with a snide tone.
I always got that crap. Most of the time, people assume the head of Crawford robotics was a dude, but when they met me, all of a sudden everything would change. I hated it, but what could you do.
“No, I’m the head honcho. Now can I see them? I want to make this fast,” I told her.
She then nodded, giving me a piece of paper.
“Here’s the directions to their office. You have about an hour. I know they have other people coming in later on today as well, so I figure you try to make your case fast,” she said.
Gee, way to push me forward, why don’t you? I began to shiver, annoyance resting through my body. I began to head over to where the elevator was, following what she wrote down. I don’t understand why she couldn’t just tell me. I guess the less she had to deal with me the better.
Whatever, it’s not like my job was to work with her anyways. This was my gathering, my meeting, and I’ll hopefully win these guys over in no time.
When I got out, I was immediately following the pathway to where their offices were. I didn’t expect it to be so quiet. Maybe they just didn’t have any meetings at the present moment. I stepped to the doorway, knocking and hoping this wouldn’t turn out badly. When they opened the door, they looked me over, slightly surprised.
“You are?” the one that was blonde asked. Behind him were two brunettes, both of them with looks on their faces that didn’t seem amused. I didn’t even know if I felt like I belonged here, that’s for sure.
“Hello there. I’m Amanda Crawford. I’m here to meet with you people. I’m head of Crawford robotics,” I said to them.
They looked me over, unsure of what to make of this. They probably also thought that I was a dude.
“Fair enough. Come on in. But make this fast. I’m Justin, the one with the long brown hair is Paul, and the one with the shorter brown hair is Timothy,” he told me.
I listened to them, all three of them looking at me with looks of disdain. They didn’t want anything to do with me, which kind of made sense, but at the same time did make me feel slightly dejected.
“Don’t worry; I won’t take that much of your time. I’ll make it snappy,” I said.
“Good. I don’t like to dilly-dally,” Paul added.
Damn, these guys were pretty mean. I got over to the podium that was there, watching their bland expressions start to focus on me as I started to speak.
“I came here because I know that you guys are a prominent home furnishing company, and I figured, my robotics might be a good addition to this. I call this, the helper robot. This robot is a perfect addition to any home. It cooks and cleans, and it totally is the future. It’s a pretty remarkable sort of time, don’t you think?” I said, giving a weak smile. Please believe me.
The two men looked at Justin, who seemed to have his eyebrow cocked.
“And how can you prove to me that this robot is the future? Just what does it do?” he asked me.
I then started to rattle off all of the functions, feeling like their gaze was boring into my skull. Ugh, this was terrible. Why in the world did I agree to this sort of crap? It was at the end of this that I looked over at them, telling them all about the features, but not really getting a great response out of this.
“And this is why I would like to collaborate with you on this. I have a few robots already made, and I think selling them with your company would be the best option,” I said.
They looked me over, trying their best to figure out what to do about this. Did they really think I was crazy? Oh gosh.
“Do you have any proof of these robots working?” he asked me.
I tensed, looking over at them and realizing that they were now questioning the validity of this.
“Well, it’s still experimental, but from what we’ve seen from tests, they do what they are expected to do,” I said. I hoped more than anything that would be the last question I’d be asked.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Instead, I was hit with a volley of other questions that seemed to only make me feel even more uncomfortable. From what model the robots were, to even little minuscule details that obviously didn’t have anything to do with it. Simply put, I was being interrogated, and I already hated this feeling more than anything.
I hoped they would take this, that we could work together and they would invest in my company. They didn’t seem too impressed though, and I was colored wor
ried with the notion that they didn’t want to support me in my endeavors.
“Do you realize what you’re giving us, Amanda?” Justin said.
“No,” I replied.
“You’re giving us an incomplete project. I’m sorry, I know this probably means the world to you, but we can’t accept this. We just can’t. This is incomplete, and frankly, I don’t want to support it one bit,” Justin said.
“I don’t want to either. I know you’re trying your hardest, but I’m sure that you probably might get something better from another group of investors that actually do want to take the risk. It’s far too much,” Paul said.
“I don’t even know why the hell we even bothered to listen to you. This is a damn joke,” Timothy said.
The three men laughed at me, and I felt a flush of embarrassment start to loom over my body. I wouldn’t be ridiculed like this. I was better than this, and I know that they were all just bullies that got off to being dicks towards a woman. I was better than them; I would be the perfect addition to the company. If only they took a chance on me though. I needed them to.
I started to ponder what to do next. I mean, they were all relatively young, attractive, and I’m sure that the other plan that I had in mind might be worth it. But I didn’t want them to think I was some wanton whore. However, whatever I needed to use would be used. I then started to step forward, looking at them directly in the eyes.
“What will it take for you to say yes to my demands, to help me with the company that I have in a partnership that will benefit both of us?” I asked them in a poignant manner.
They looked at me, trying their hardest to keep from laughing, when finally Justin spoke.
“It’ll be a lot, honey, but maybe you have some ideas. I mean, if you’ve got another plan up your sleeve, then you can use it. We’re not dismissing you just yet,” he said, looking me over.
That was both a good thing, and yet a bad thing. I began to feel a blush ghosting over my face as I started to undo my top. The men looked at me with surprised glances, probably unsure of what to make of this simply because of the nature of who I was.
“Well, I’ll give you guys an offer you won’t want to refuse. That is, if you’re still willing to listen,” I said with a sultry sort of voice. They immediately sat back down as I moved over to the desk they sat at, nervousness clouding my mind. I mean, would they be into this sort of thing? Or was it too much. I then started to unbutton the tip of my top further, showing off my cleavage. I started to look at them square in the eye, wondering what they might be thinking next.
“I have a proposal for you guys. I’ll let you guys have my body, and in return, we work together. I know this might not be the normal way you do things, but consider it my own sort of personal proposal for you three,” I said. I felt completely nervous, mostly because I didn’t know for sure if they were into this kind of thing or not. Would they accept? Or was this a dumb move.
The entire room got silent for a little bit, and soon, I began to fear if they wouldn’t take this. I mean, it’s quality bait, and I mean, it could be the perfect thing for these guys. But I don’t know, maybe I came on too hard. But then, Paul started to clear his throat, speaking in response to my terms.
“You can let us all have your body, right?” he asked me. He looked me up and down, his eyes against the plump backside that I had.
I began to shiver, realizing that he was thinking about other lewd areas. I began to tense up, wondering what else they were thinking. I mean, I’d be okay with it if they were.
“If you guys want it, then you may by all means have this,” I said to them with a darkened voice. I watched as the three of them seemed almost immobilized by the words that I said, almost as if they wanted me to do this with them perhaps it had been far too long since they got some.
Justin looked to the other two, and soon, he looked back at me.
“Fair enough. We’ll take your proposal there Amanda, up the only condition is this: not a single word gets out to anyone else. If anyone finds out about this, consider our deal off. I made sure to move all of my appointments back a couple of hours. That way, we can have all of the extra fun that I’m sure you’d love to have,” he said to me with a lewd voice.
I began to feel my body hit the cold desk, with the three men all ogling my body. I began to wonder how this would all go, how they would treat me today. Of course, I felt both fear for the unknown, mostly because I didn’t know what they had in mind, but also the feeling of excitement too, since this was indeed what I wanted. I craved this, I truly did, and I was ready for whatever they all had for me next, a sort of needful desire that seemed to wrought my bones, making me shiver, and a need that seemed to almost overwhelm me far more than I could ever imagine.
I wanted this, and I know that they did too.
Chapter Two
The first thing that Justin did was push his lips hard against my own. His lips were soft, and I kind of liked the feeling of this. While he did that, I began to feel hands against my body, caressing my meaty thighs. I began to shiver, loving the slight touch of these men. All three of these men felt utterly divine, and in truth, while I was scared of doing something like this, I was more than ready for this.
I wasn’t a virgin, not by any means, and I’ve never actually used my body in this means before. However, today seemed completely different, as if I was about to completely change myself for the better, and with the way they seemed to be looking at me, I could tell that they wanted this just as much as I did. I started to feel Justin practically shove his tongue down my throat, causing me to let out a garbled sort of noise. But I took it, indulging in the nature of all of this. God my body wanted it, and the way he kissed me without any second thoughts, the lewd motion of his tongue against my own. The way it felt was intoxicating, and soon, I began to feel their hands move towards my blouse, touching it slightly.
For a moment, I contemplated what to do next. I mean, it would be nice to definitely have this. I was horny and desperate for attention, and in truth, these men seemed interested in me. But how far were they willing to go? What in the world did they have in mind?
It was then when I felt the rest of the buttons on my blouse get ripped off, exposing my breasts clad in a white bra. I had nice breasts, probably one of my key features, along with my backside, and soon, I began to feel them all start to move their hands against there. I noticed however, that Justin was heading down another direction. However, it was obvious that Paul and Timothy had other plans for my large and expansive orbs.
They started to undo the back of my bra clasp, pulling it off my body to expose my breasts. They fell out, tumbling out of the garment like it was nothing. They each licked their lips as they saw this, looking over at me with expectant eyes. They probably thought I would tell them to stop, but I was already so far gone that there was no way I would tell them to do that. Not now, not ever.
“You can have a taste if you’d like,” I said.
They each smiled, pushing their lips closer. It was then when I felt the sudden ticklish sensation of both of their lips against each of my nipples, touching and teasing the area there without any second thoughts. I began to shudder, feeling my body immediately react to this. God I was already losing myself, and as I felt my skirt ride up, my thigh-highs start to go down a bit, I could practically feel the hot kisses and bites against the edge of my thigh, almost caressing up to where the apex between my legs was.
Justin was so good. He teased my inner thigh with the slightest of kisses, making me shiver with delight. My body ached for this, for so much more, and with every single moment in time, with every single passing second, I felt the need for more. The need for him to continue these actions. He wasted no time, giving my thighs one last bite before he got to the edge of my underwear. Instead of pulling it off though, he buried his nose into there, inhaling my feminine scent. He looked up at me, his eyes clouded with lust.
“You’re sopping wet. You wanted this, didn’t you?”
he said to me.
I would be lying if I said otherwise. With both of these men sucking my swollen breasts, I already felt completely heavy with pleasure. For a brief second, I didn’t know what else to say, other than to just nod and let him continue to inhale and embrace my scent. While he did that, his lips started to move around the garment, teasing the inside slightly. I began to shiver, feeling everything almost overwhelm me far more than I expected it to.
God, I wanted this, far more than I expected to want something before. But then, before I knew it, he undid my panties, sliding them off my body, exposing my wet, naked womanhood for him to see. He saw the dripping of my need, the desire in my bones, and everything in between.
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