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I was just getting ready to close up the shop for the day when this gal came in. Oh who am I kidding, this was no gal, this was a lady. She was my height as I looked straight into her eyes, but she was also wearing heels, so she was probably more like 5’5” to my 5’9”. No more than 25.
Black straight hair that flowed to the small of her back, and a gray dress that fit her slender body perfectly. As I saw her walk to my desk I could see her hips swaying and moving back and forth, and found myself wondering how that looked from the back.
I welcomed her to the shop and asked her what I could do for her. At that, she set a laptop bag on the desk and said that there was something wrong. Her computer was very slow, and it was locking up a lot. She had a presentation on Monday and simply had to have it for that.
I felt lost looking up into her dark eyes, their corners turned upwards and hinting of the mysteries of the Orient. I told her I would have a look, and set it up on the workbench and fired it up. Now one reason I have such a good reputation in town is that I try to do as much work out in the open in view of the clients as I can. If it is just simply a power supply I will test and replace it right in front of them, and let them take the old one with them when they go. 15 minutes and they are walking out the door, no 1-hour minimum bench fees at my store.
She moved behind me as I fired it up, and it was indeed booting slow. It came to the login screen and by now she was standing right behind me, close enough so that I could smell her perfume. Sandalwood, I think. “Password?” I asked, looking over my shoulder at her and seeing her eyes only inches from mine.
“Ohhhh, ahh..” then she mumbled something I could not catch. I had to prompt her 3 times until I noticed her cheeks were blushing, and she softly said “It’s ‘lickmynipples’, one word no spaces.” Then she let out the most delightful giggle as I typed that in and after 4 minutes was sitting at her desktop.
I moved around from application to application, and it was moving very slowly indeed. Checked the antivirus, it was active, but one that I had never liked because it was rather sloppy and known more for making money in sales than actually stopping anything.
I was looking through her browser and could feel her lightly brushing my shoulder as she watched. I opened a new webpage and did some speed tests. Was that actually her breast I was feeling against my shoulder? I was feeling a little uncomfortable as I realized it was, and the softness was delightful. I saw that the internet speed was down a little compared to what I expected.
“Well, Ms…” I prompted, turning my head to look into her eyes again.
“Mondragon, Amanda Mondragon. But please, Annie.”
I smiled and turned my chair around so I was facing her. “Well Annie, I think you have a virus. As you said everything is slow, and also internet speed going through your laptop is not what it should be. I suspect you may back picked up a trojan somewhere that is stealing bandwidth and speed to do something, maybe spam other people on the Internet or something like that.
“I assume you have things on this computer that need to be saved?” She admitted that she did, and I gave her my routine price for virus removal, data backup, then installing a clean version of Windows. But she looked crushed when I told her it would be ready on Monday morning.
“Oh, but I can’t wait that long!” she said, her eyes almost looking like they would tear up. “I guess I will just have to deal with it, and come back sometime next week. I have to be in Berkeley on Monday.”
I thought, and there was nothing pressing me this weekend. Yea, my wife wanted me to mow the lawn and then go out on Saturday, but I could pay the neighbor kid to do the lawn, and she would just have to understand that we would have to take a raincheck on the going out.
“OK, I think I might be able to have it done by tomorrow. I will go ahead and start on it now before I close up, and if nothing else I will give it back to you no later than tomorrow night even if it is not completely fixed. Then you can bring it back when you return for a more complete job.”
I felt her arms go around my neck as she hugged me, giving her thanks over and over again. “And for your new password, do you want it to be the same one?” I said, with a slight grin.
“Oh no! Oh I did not put that in there, my ex-boyfriend did. He knows how little I know about computers, and when I bought this that is what he decided to use. I tried to change it a few times, and could just never do it for some reason.”
I promised to put in something less embarrassing, and after getting her information I walked her to the door. I turned off the light in front, locked the door, and flipped the sign from Open to Closed. I turned off her laptop and took it into the back.
Now there are some things I simply have to do in the backroom, and this is one of them. Setting it on an old lab bench I got from the High School at a good price, I opened up the bottom and pulled out the hard drive. OK, 2.3 TB SATA, not a problem. I hooked it into my workstation and as soon as it booted up warning messages started.
ROOT KIT and TROJAN were the biggest red flags. But thankfully this was a virtual machine running Linux on yet another Linux system, so I was pretty much immune. I started the clean and then went to work trying to pull out her data.
As I was waiting for the file system to give me control of all her locked files I took a few minutes to call my wife. I told her I had a rush job I had to get done by tomorrow, Sunday at the latest. No, it was a virus and I would be likely working on it for hours. Thank you, my dinner will be in the microwave. She was not happy, but she understood these things happened sometimes.
Finally, all the administrator rights were transferred to me, and I started going through the files. Music, a few gigs of those, mostly jazz and big band. Documents, there were a lot of those, in folders marked “Work”, “Play”, “Personal”, and several other categories. “Movies”, hmmm, about 300 gigs of that. “Pictures”.
When I clicked on that one, there were several folders. “Cancun”, “Manila”, “Luzon”, Panama City”, she certainly gets around. Clicking on the one labeled “Luzon”, I looked at the thumbnails when they appeared.
Pictures. Pictures of Annie. Pictures of Annie in a one-piece swimsuit. Then pictures of Annie in a bikini. Then pictures of Annie in her bikini bottoms without a bikini top. Then, just pictures of Annie wearing nothing but a smile.
Looking through them then I saw pictures of Annie wearing a man’s hands on her breasts, then Annie with a man’s cock in her mouth. Then after several like that Annie wearing nothing but some sperm on her face. I could see a strand dripping from the corner of her mouth.
I looked through the rest of them, and they would bounce back and forth between Annie and others, Annie and what I presumed to be her family, Annie and her ex-boyfriend, then Annie looking all sexy and doing naughty things with her ex-boyfriend. And along with it were some videos. I opened one and saw that she was on her knees, bent over a bed. She was naked, and her bare back was amazing, with its dark tan color. Her hips flared out amazingly, and I could see the cleft of her ass where a guy moved right against it and shoved his cock into her.
She was moaning as he did so and pushed back, and one hand reached down and grasped her hip and pushed in and out slow and deep, the other hand obviously holding the camera. She was moaning over and over, gasping as her tunnel was being filled over and over again. She was so tight that her inner labia seemed to pull out over a quarter of an inch every time he pulled out of her. After maybe 10 minutes I saw him pull out, his cock was slick and wet, shining in the light coming from a window nearby.
Then reaching with his hand he moved his cock upwards. Annie moaned and said “Yesssss, take me” as I saw that cock slide into her ass. I was sweating and watching his cock go in and out of her ass in slow deep strokes when the workstation beeped.
I paused the video and turned my attention back to that. Oh boy. Yea, she had a trojan as well as a rootkit, and one I had seen before. I put my professional face and started digging some more. Finally, there it was. A collection of files that included things like web pages visited, user names, passwords, and the web address to store that data and more at. All cached in a hidden directory.
I brought it up and got into it. Sure enough, more text files, pictures, mostly featuring what looked like a green beachball with spikes all over it. I looked on Annie’s laptop under “Work”, and sure enough the same picture was there.
Also, many of the files were listed as “ART” All in a root folder called “DAN”. Yep, her ex-boyfriend had indeed hacked her computer. Probably when they were together, installing a rootkit, key logger, and other things to find out anything she was doing on it at the time.
I looked at the clock, just after 8 PM. I got her information and called Annie, and just hearing her voice started to return life to my flagging erection. She was upset when I told her the news, and I asked her if she wanted me to set aside the drive and get the police involved.
“Oh no, no police. Trust me, Dan is never going to be a problem ever again. Can you get rid of it?”
“Well, the thing is that the rootkit he used is pretty much impossible to get rid of. The best solution at this point will be to just replace the drive with a new one, then destroy the old one.” I told her the cost of that, and she told me to do it.
So I went out and grabbed a new drive from the cabinet and in a few minutes it was installed, and Windows 10 was being loaded. During that time I started to transfer all of her data onto my server.
And I could not resist going through her pictures again. Annie in a lovely dark blue gown, so long I could only glimpse a bit of her ankles. And the top so low also that I could see her amazing cleavage. Annie in a very austere looking business suit, looking very professional and still sexy. A video of Annie laying on her back as her ex fucked her for 15 minutes. Annie’s lovely breasts bouncing up and down her chest each time he pushed in and out of her body. Her fat hard nipples a very dark brown, rising out of quarter-sized areola.
Then finally my own cum jetting into my hand as I saw her ex push in deep as she moaned. Then pulling out and see a large glob of his cum being pushed out from inside of her tight pussy.
I cleaned myself up and then finished the installation of her new OS. Then I started the update process and saw it was almost 10. So I shut down everything not needed that night, then locked everything up and headed home.
The kitchen light was the only thing on when I came in. I set the microwave and started it, and then sat down and had my dinner of slightly chewy reheated steak. Then I went into the bedroom and saw my wife Mary was already in bed.
I went and checked on the 2 kids. Mark was asleep as only a 6-year-old can be. His walls covered with pictures of whatever TV show he loved at the time, and toys scattered everywhere. Then I peeked in at Josie. At 4 she looked like an angel, having her mother’s blonde hair and blue eyes, and her stuffed rabbit in her arms.
I smiled knowing they were sleeping peacefully and slipped into the bathroom and took a shower, imagining Annie being in there with me, her body wet and gleaming like it was in some of the beach photos I saw.
Finally, I slipped into clean underwear and slid into bed next to Mary who was sleeping on her side. I rolled up behind her and rested my hand on her hip. I got a second erection that night as instead of the old t-shirt of mine she normally wore to bed, I felt the teddy. The blue teddy we had gotten a few years ago that signified she wanted some that night.
The blue teddy that unsnapped at the crotch, and was so snug now her breasts almost popped from the top when she wore it. My wife had gained maybe 15 pounds from when we had bought it, but it still (mostly) looked good on her. I let my fingers graze along the seam at her hip, feeling how it moved to the front, plunging inwards to leave a lot of skin and little fabric over her mound.
A mound that was delightfully smooth, other than the small cushion of hairs I could feel through the front. Hmmm, she knows how much I like it when she shaves bare other than a small landing strip.
I rolled her onto her back, and now I knew she had been awake after all. Mary giggled slightly as her arms went around my neck and I kissed her deeply. Her legs spread wide and I knew what she wanted. I teased her for a bit, rubbing between her legs and feeling how hot and wet she was. I finally pulled the 3 snaps at the center of that area and plunged my fingers inside of her, feeling her wetness, not as snug as when we got married a decade earlier, and before 2 kids pushed their way out of her. I added a third finger and Mary pulled down the top of the teddy, guiding her nipple into my mouth (or maybe guided my mouth onto her nipple).
My fingers were going in and out quickly as I felt her hands move to my hips and pull me on top of her. Her hands moved from around my neck, one holding my head in place on her breast as the other reached down between us and grasped my cock. She nudged my fingers to the side with my cock and I moved them out of the way. And with a hiss she pushed me into her opening and I pushed the rest of the way into her. She moaned delightedly as I finally seated myself fully inside of my wife.
Knees up and squeezing my hips, her ankles hooked across the back of my calves. My cock sliding in and out of her as I continued to move back and forth, sucking on first her right nipple, then her left nipple. Her gasps and moans as her slightly oversized belly pressed up against mine as she rocked herself under me.
Myself being thankful that I had already jacked off as I plunged in and out of her, her loose cunt giving lovely friction to my cock but nothing like the tightness I saw of Annie’s pussy. Hearing her gasps as she clawed at my back, shuddering as she pulled my lips up to hers, cumming under me. Then finally her gasps as I started fucking her hard and fast, finally giving a soft cry as I pushed into her almost painfully hard and started spraying her insides with my cum.
We gasped and kissed, getting out breath back as we finally returned to a sense of normal again. Finally, she gave a giggle and said “I wanted to surprise you when you came home Steve” she said, then kissed me again. “You work so hard for the kids and me, and I know sometimes it seems like I do not appreciate it. I was upset when you called, but I also know you were working late for us, and I do love you for that baby.”
I felt myself growing soft inside of her but still managed to slide slowly in and out a few times to her purrs and sighs until finally, I popped out. At that, she pushed me off and kissed me, then slipped off into the bathroom.
I was on my back realizing that the thoughts I had earlier were accurate. My wife had a lovely cunt, and it was a cunt. Loose, wet, fitting around me nicely and able to give me lovely orgasms inside of her. But what I saw on the pictures of Annie was a pussy. Also wet, but tight and unlike the effort I had to do with Mary in order to cum, I would probably have to fight off my explosion so it would not happen within 5 minutes like I was a teenager again.
Finally, Mary returned to the bed in one of my shirts as usual. I kissed her goodnight and held her as we both drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I threw on a pair of sweats and a tank top and headed to the shop. I had to do a reboot on her machine to allow more updates, and I started going through her pictures again. I went through all of them. Annie at Disneyland, Annie at some kind of medical convention. Annie with his cock buried inside of her ass, Annie with a hairbrush in her pussy. Annie with a cock between her tits, a spray of cum covering her from her chest to under her chin. A video of Annie bent over the railing of some building at night, a city with lights everywhere in the background (San Francisco?), about 2 minutes of her boyfriend giving it to her doggie style as she is bent over that railing, her soft moans and murmurs of love until he pulls halfway out and zooms in on his half-buried cock throbbing in her pussy, then pulling out, leaving a bunch of cum starting to flow out between her plump dark pussy lips.
Finally, the updates were all done so I installed a copy of a good antivirus program that I recommended to everybody. Once that was in place I removed her new drive and transferred all over her old date to it in a special folder marked “OLD DATA” on my workstation. Then I put it back in and started installing all of the other software she had in the laptop case.
Office, Photoshop, and a bunch more. Then I installed a bunch of others I always put on. Spyware detectors, some games, a screensaver with an aquarium (complete with my logo on one of the rocks in the background), and a bunch of other utilities.
Finally, at around 4 I called her and told her that her laptop was done. She was really excited and told me she would be there quickly. I realized I was still in my sweats, and wondered if I should have dressed up a bit better. I was considering going into the back and putting on a shirt and slacks I always kept in the backroom when I saw a car pull in. I shrugged, realizing it was too late now and went to open the door for her.
When I saw her get out of her car, my jaw about dropped. There was Annie again. But this time in a pair of black beach loafers. And a pair of pink shorts, so short and tight that if she was Middle Eastern I could tell if she had been circumcised or not. And a matching pink tank top, that fit her pert tits snugly and made it obvious there was no bra on under it.
I let her in and she actually gave a dance, her little tits bouncing under her top. Then she gave me a quick hug, and thanked me for getting her computer done so fast. “Peter was right, you were the one to come to for this kind of work!” she said, and hugged me again. Peter was an old friend of mine, and we still fished on occasion. I asked how she knew him, and she said he was a friend of her ex.
I showed her what I had done, and she was amazed at how fast it was now. She glimpsed through the folder with her saved data, and when the thumbnails of her Luzon trip came up she quickly moved to another one. She then asked me what all of the other things I had installed were.
She got out of the chair and I sat down myself (realizing it was warm because I was sitting where her ass had been a moment before) and started to show them to her one by one. There were now about 40 games installed, and she giggled and said that would help on her trips. I showed her the viewer for free streaming movies and TV shows.
I then showed her the tools for detecting spyware in the future. “Now this would have detected what your ex had put on before. Now you do not worry about him or anybody else ever again doing that to you.”
As I was showing them to her she once again leaned over me, and I felt her breasts against my shoulder. About 10 minutes later I finished showing her everything, and I was as hard as a rock the entire time. Finally, I was done, and as I turned my chair around to face her she grabbed my head and hugged it to her chest giving me thanks.
I felt like a dork, my hands simply hanging at my sides as I realized her breasts were pushed against my face. I then could not help myself as I felt my hands reach and slide up the side of her legs. So thin, so slender, so tight I could feel the muscles under them as I moved up so they were at the hem of her shorts.
She stopped giggling, and I felt her pull my head back, and we looked into each other's eyes. Her eyes had a glazed look, and I then felt one hand reaching up to caress her cheek. Then I did something very unlike me. I reached behind her neck and pulled her down into a kiss.
Our lips locked and we kissed deeply, one hand wrapped in her black hair as the other moved up to squeeze her ass. We kissed for several minutes until we both pulled back, gasping. “Steve, I…” I shushed her and stood up.
I looked into her eyes, and simply said “Is this something that you do not want to happen? Do you want me to stop?” She shook her head no and I bent down and kissed her again. Both hands on her ass and pulling her tight against me as we kissed. And I could feel her heat against my groin, as I was sure she could feel the hardness of my cock. I picked her up (she could not have weighed over 90 pounds) and carried her into the back of the shop, my hands clutching her ass as her legs wrapped around my hips.
I carried her into my office and dropped her onto the couch. Within 5 minutes all of our clothes were on the floor and I was finally taking her nipple into my mouth. It was hard, firm, and fat. It was like I was sucking on the tip of one of my fingers, it must be almost a quarter-inch across as I ran my tongue back and forth over it to her gasps and moans. I slid my fingers down to her cunt, and felt her straight hairs parting for me as I pulled her lips apart. As I had thought, tight and wet.
She shuddered as I gently nipped the underside of her breast, and at the same time slipped my middle finger into her. And yes, she was just as tight as I thought she would be. I slipped my finger in and out, exploring the texture inside. I had not felt a pussy like this since I was in High School, and it felt wonderful.
I tried to kiss my way down her belly, intending on feasting on her pussy with my lips and tongue but she grabbed my head and pulled me up. She moved my hips over hers, and with her ankles on my ass she pulled me against her. I rubbed a few times, and felt my cock against her lips. Sensing the wetness it wanted I moved a few more times, then started to slide into her.
We both moaned as I slipped inside. She was so wet it felt like I was sinking into a jar of warm oil. She was so tight, I was wondering if I could get everything inside of her. She was wrapped around me, arms at my neck, legs at my hips, and her tight pussy around my cock.
I simply started thrusting. In and out, long deep strokes. Hearing her gasps each time I slipped fully into her. Finally, I was fully inside of heaven. I saw her breasts bounce back and forth under me, the hard nipples wet with my saliva. Her moans were delightful, little squeaks like a mouse, then deep throaty groans. We were both getting what we wanted now. I plowed her quickly, fucking this tight Asian girl was the best experience of my life. And then all too soon I felt her squeezing me almost painfully as she came, fingernails scratching my back. And then I did the same, squirting her full of my cum.
We shared a few more kisses, then she motioned me off of her. We shared a few more kisses then she collected up her clothes and headed off to the bathroom.
And that was the start of the most amazing (and only) affair of my life. She came back out, and something about her face said it was back to all business again. She asked me how much she owed me, then handed me her credit card. Charge accepted, receipt printed out, laptop back in the bag.
But as she was heading out, she looked over her shoulder and winked at me, thanking me for my “personal service”. I sighed as I saw her bend over and put the laptop into the back of her car, then as she slipped her tight little ass into the driver seat. She then started her car and drove away.
It was in those moments as I watched that I had an epiphany. I realized for the first time that gals enter and exit cars differently than guys! She sat her bottom in the seat, and then spun her legs inside. And getting out gals do the reverse, swinging their legs out then standing. Guys, we just climb in, like we were mounting a horse.
I only hoped I would be able to see that again in the future.
That night as I was getting ready for bed I head Mary softly say “Oh no, I’m sorry Steve!” I was about to ask her what she was sorry for when I flinched a bit, feeling a little pain as her fingers ran across my back.
“I had no idea I scratched you that much last night!” she said. “I guess I got carried away more than I thought,” she said with a giggle. Thankfully she thought the scratches that Annie had given me during our almost frantic couch fuck had been caused by her the night before. About 20 minutes later we both sighed as I sank into my wife for the second night in a row. It had been years since we have made love 2 nights in a row, but we both enjoyed it.
But the entire time I kept thinking of the tighter pussy of Annie I had been in earlier in the day. One so tight it almost tried to suck me back inside every time I pulled out.
A week later just as I was closing the shop a car pulled in. It was Annie’s car, and out of it came Annie. As she walked to the door I quickly texted my wife and told her I might be late, a last-minute customer just showed up.
Annie came in, this time in a peach dress that hung just over her knees. “Hello Ms. Mondragon, is everything working out OK?” I asked, looking into her eyes as I said that.
“Oh yes, it is wonderful! But please, Annie. The presentation went off perfectly, and I have not had a problem with my computer since your delightful service.”
Hmmmm, it seemed like she was flirting with me.
We chatted for a few minutes, and sure enough, she was flirting. She was wondering if I could do anything else for her computer, and I suggested that she needed more RAM.
“Hmmm, I need more RAM. Is this something you can give to me?”
Fuck, penis, meet the tight constriction inside of my slacks.
“Oh yes, I think I can give you all of the RAM you can handle” I responded with a grin.
This time we did not even make it to the couch. We had just moved into the corridor that led to the back and we were all over each other. This time I was not going to be denied, and sank to my knees, pushing her thighs apart with my shoulders as my hands lifted up her dress. I saw she had on black panties and I pulled them down, burying my face between her thighs. She was wet and sweet as my tongue pushed apart her wet lips and sank into her body.
She was moaning as I ate her out, tongue moving in and out as my hands grasped and squeezed her tight little ass. She was moaning how good it felt and to give her more when I moved up and took her clit between my lips and started sucking. It was also big and fat, and it was like sucking a smaller nipple as my tongue lashed up and down. Sucking and licking, I released her ass with one hand and slid it forward between her thighs. And she cried out as I slipped 2 fingers right into her from behind.
It only took a few minutes before she was crying out as she came all over my face. Finally, giving a gasping sigh she pulled me away and looked down into my face. I know it was shiny with her wetness, but she pushed me down onto the floor onto my back and then laid on top of me. She gave me a huge kiss, then started sliding her tongue in and out of my mouth.
As she did that she reached down under herself and opened my belt. Then she opened my slacks. Then she just pulled my underwear to the side and pulled out my cock. Then she sat down, feeling my cock slip inside of her.
My hands held her ass as she bounced up and down, feeling the tightness squeezing me from the inside. We kissed and moaned as this time she took me, the tile hard on my back but I did not care. She was so tight and wet I could hear myself sliding in and out. A wet squishy sound as my cock stirred the juices in her cunt. I could still taste her pussy on my lips and tongue as they were pressed to her lips and tongue. It excited me, knowing she was tasting herself on me as we fucked.
And yes, this was fucking. My wife and I made love, slow and tender. Annie and I fucked, each of us only needing cock inside of cunt, and wet orgasms. She came while riding me, then came again. Finally, I moaned deep in my throat and squeezed her ass tight. She knew what that meant and bounced faster until I felt my cock swell and shoot.
I am sure I squeezed her ass almost painfully tight, and she ground down against me, replacing her bouncing motions with long slow grinds. I could feel our pubic hairs mesh and mat together, it felt amazing.
Once again she got up and went into the bathroom, and I got up and brushed off my clothes. She came out a few minutes later and asked if she could return tomorrow for the laptop. I told her it would be ready by noon, and she said she would be there.
And she kissed my cheek and I walked her to the door. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up, then brushed my teeth. Then I returned to my desk.
Thankfully putting in the RAM only took about 10 minutes. And by 9 I was home, just in time to read the kids a story before tucking them in.
The next day I told my wife I had to get the chores she wanted done fast, I needed to be at the store by 11. She thanked me for doing what I could, and after helping her do some gardening I washed up and headed to the shop.
I had an hour until Annie got there, so I decided to dig through her computer for a bit. In the video folder was one that was dark and blurred, so I opened it. As it came open, I saw it was like that because she was right against the camera. She then leaned back, and I saw she was nude. It seemed to be a home office, with a white wall and bookcase behind her. And she was sitting in an office type chair, with arms.
And she was nude. Her legs went up onto the arms of her chair, and she started to masturbate. I watched for 15 agonizing minutes as she masturbated. While she was doing this I noticed she was not actually nude, but had these cute little socks on that barely covered her ankles. And they looked like watermelons. I could hear her fingers making wet noises as they slid in and out of her, and her moans and sighs. Finally, she arched her back and softly said “Oh fuck, YES, I'm gonna cum!” And then she did just that and came on her fingers.
She then licked her lips and leaned forward to turn off the camera. I quickly grabbed a pen drive and copied this onto it. By the time Annie got there her laptop was back in the bag and ready for her.
This time she was in a light sundress, a lovely shade of yellow and I wanted to drool. I led her into the shop and she thanked me for coming in for her today. But the way she said “coming in”, I had a feeling she was meaning something else.
15 minutes later she was on her knees with her upper body laying face down on the couch in my office. She moaned just as I remembered as I held her hips in both hands and pushed myself into her. We fucked like this for 5 minutes, and I watched as her pussy lips clung tightly to my cock, pulling out each time I withdrew. She was so wet, I reached down and gathered some of her moisture with my fingers. Then I reached and started to rub it on her asshole.
She jerked and moaned, pushing back against them instead of pulling away as Mary had always done when I tried that. I worked my fingers into her ass, and it was just as hot and tight as her pussy was. And her moans showed me she was enjoying it. So I pulled my cock out, and with a groan from both of us I started to work it into her ass. This time I fucked her even faster, and felt her fingers rubbing her clit under me. She gasped and moaned, and it felt like her ass was trying to bite my cock off as she came. I kept pumping, and just as she came again I pushed myself in deep and shot everything I had into her bowels.
When I pulled out, I noticed a little tinge of red on my cock. I pulled her around and kissed her, then apologized. “Shhh, it’s OK. It hurt a little, but it’s a good hurt” was all she said.
This time she simply pulled on her sundress and once her bill was paid she was heading out again. I went into the bathroom to clean myself up, then locked up and went home.
I wanted to call Annie several times over the next 3 weeks, but could not think of a reason to do so. Finally, almost a month after she had last been in I recognized Annie’s car pull in. I quickly called my wife and said another late customer just as the door opened. She heard the buzzer go off across the room so said she would see me when I got home and hung up.
Dang, shit, wow, oh my god. Annie was in a black cocktail dress, the hem barely covering her ass. She said she had been having an issue with her Internet, and asked if I could come by and check it out. I said I would be happy to go to her place and check things out, and she gave me a wicked grin. We made an appointment for 10 the next morning and she gave me her address. And I knew she was doing it on purpose this time as I watched her tight ass swaying back and forth as she left the store and got in her car.
When I got home I told my wife I had an appointment the next day at 10 to check a home office internet system. She said that would not be a problem, as would take the kids to the zoo. We made love that night and finished with her on top of me. I held her large bottom in my hands as I pushed up and came inside of her, realizing how hard it was now to cum in her cunt after feeling the tightness of Annie’s pussy.
The next morning I got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, then helped get the kids in the car. Mary said they would stop off for dinner at the pizza place with the robot mouse, then the little ones waved as they drove off.
10 minutes later I was off myself, driving to Annie’s house. And it was a nice house, looking to be 3 or 4 bedroom early 20th-century farmhouse design. Annie smiled at me when she opened the door, and told me to follow her. I would follow her anywhere, with a men’s t-shirt barely covering her ass as she walked to the stairs and started going up. She was barefoot, and I kept wondering if she was wearing anything under that shirt, but I could not see.
She showed me her office and said that several things were not working anymore for some reason. It was the same office as in the video I had seen of her masturbating, and I saw in front of the desk the same chair she had been sitting in. I checked all the cables, then asked if I could use her computer. I spent a few minutes and got into the router. Sure enough, the setting to automatically assign IP addresses was turned off. I turned it on, then turned to tell her that she should go and try the devices again.
I managed to say that even as I was staring at her pussy. She had sat in another chair, and her shirt had ridden up, showing that she was indeed wearing nothing under it. She then clapped and bounced like a little girl, and took me by the hand into the bedroom next door. Where she knelt on the floor and turned on a game console and TV, then tested it to make sure she was online again. This was set up as a kind of entertainment room. 3 game consoles, 55” flat screen on the wall, almost every wall had a bookcase filled with movies on it.
She then grabbed my hand and led me to the next bedroom. This one was obviously her room, the large king-sized bed with pink curtains and a bedspread with horses on it made it obvious this was for a female. She sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed a remote, then scooted back. Her shirt rode all the way up as she did so, and I could see her pink treasures as she crossed her ankles and loaded up Netflix. I sat on the side of the bed, looking at her as she flipped through several movies, then turned the TV off.
I could not take anymore and almost pounced on her. My lips crashed into Annie’s, and her arms went around my neck again. But only for a few minutes as soon we were removing clothes, and once we were both naked she pushed me onto my back and lowered her mouth over my cock.
Hot, wet, her tongue licking the stalk as she moved slowly up and down. She only took me in about halfway, but her tiny hand was wrapped around the base so it was not neglected. I moaned her name, telling her how good it felt.
A few minutes of this, and she looked like a cat as she crawled over me, then with a gasp lowered herself onto me. As tight as ever I sank into her, and the room was full of the sounds of our fucking. Wet squishing fucking noises were rising from my cock and her pussy, and all too soon I moaned I was getting close. She moved even faster, and I could not hold off any longer, cumming deep inside of her.
A half-hour later she was sitting on one of the couches in the entertainment room, looking up into my eyes as I was fucking her ass yet again. She was moaning deep and whispering “Yes, fuck me, fuck my ass” as I pushed in and out slowly, then her hand went down to her clit and I watched as she rubbed it quickly, having 2 orgasms before I pumped her ass full of my cum again.
Then again in the shower, with her bent over against the wall and I held her hips and pounded her without stop for 20 minutes until I gasped and could feel a burning in my balls as I shot off yet again.
Finally, it was in her living room, as I ate her pussy. I did not push my tongue inside this time but spent several minutes licking the wetness before capturing her clit in my mouth and licked-sucked her through 2 more orgasms.
This time she walked me to the door, and we shared a long kiss before I left. Driving home, I was wondering if maybe divorce was not such a bad thing. Yea, my relationship with Mary has had tough spots, but the sex with her had become routine, and I was wondering if a life with Annie was something I could handle. It had been years since I had cum 3 times in one day, and I never wanted to lose that.
After 3 weeks of no Annie, I was beginning to wonder where she was. Finally about a month after that wonderful day at her house I drove by, and it was for sale. I parked the car and went for a look around, the house was empty.
I tried to call her, the number was no longer in service. I wrote to her e-mail address, no response. Finally, 4 months later I had met up with Pete, and we agreed to go fishing.
We were out on his boat and I had just landed a bass that I had to return because it was too small. “Oh, thanks for sending me customers by the way Pete. I really appreciate it.”
He said it was not a problem, I was the best and most honest computer guy in town. “Say, what happened to that one girl you sent me?” asked. I told him she had been hacked by an ex-boyfriend and it had been impossible to get it all out.
“Oh yea, Annie. To bad about her. She moved about 2 months ago, she went back to the Philippines to try out some kind of treatment they have there. They are working with stem cells or something like that.”
“Treatment, is she sick?”
He sighed softly. “No, not really. At least not yet. I used to know her ex, we worked together back then. They used to come over all the time, but he became kind of a control freak. They were together for about 3 years or so, then she found out he had been cheating on her.”
I told him about the keylogger I had found, and that he was having information copied to a remote location. “Is, like is he going to be a problem for her?”
“Nope, son of a bitch killed himself last year. He should have done that years earlier, would have saved all of us and Annie a lot of pain. When the ART stopped working he blew his fucking head off with a shotgun. Took the hazmat crew 3 days to clean it up.”
“Hazmat? What the fuck Pete.”
He nodded. “Yep, son of a bitch had AIDS, and passed it along to Annie.”
Fuck. That ART folder on her hard drive! The one with the images that looked like beach balls. ART was not a name. Then from my memory, it suddenly popped up that ART stands for Anti-Retrovirus Treatment.
Fuck, I am so dead.