This is another fantastic story I enjoyed reading, it written by Ecksplizit ( 7E13115C)…. If you missed the part Seventeen yesterday read it HERE!!!
We got home and she decided to know my flat. She
looked impressed. Let’s face it, my flat didn’t look like
the Taj Mahal but it wasn’t a burial tomb built by a king.
It was merely just efficient. I got a big wall mounted
television (a humble 42 inch beauty), HD satellite
receiver, home theatre, x-box, tempered glass coffee
tables and side stools, art duplicates of Vincent Van
Gogh and Leonardo da Vinci, cotton drapes and curtains…
let’s face it; I took more time picking things for my flat
than I do for my wardrobe. I do like the fact that my
place doesn’t get disappointed looks from visitors.
Uzi made herself feel at home by sitting on the sofa. She
was talking about something but to be frank, my mind
was not paying attention to what she was saying but the
way she looked on the sofa. I suddenly understood why
Greg’s hand had to reach out. She looked like temptation
incarnate. If she was recruiting people to go to hell
looking like that; hell would require a multimillion dollar
grant for an expansion. Thinking about Greg’s
predicament pulled the brakes on my lustful gaze and
then I remembered the reason why we went out in the
Bringing up Greg really messed up the warm
environment that had enveloped us during the whole
evening but he was the reason for the whole endeavour
in the first place. After some soothing words and gentle
urging from me, she finally opened up as to why she
wanted Greg out of the picture. Unbeknownst to me, Greg
had been hitting on her from the first day she came to
the office. He would flirt with her and would stare at her
as if she was walking around with no clothes on. The
man would even scratch his balls when staring at her. If
this was a murder trial her testimony would make me
personally buy a new rope for his noose. I felt dumb for
being the schmuck’s advocate.
Eventually, things started going on a light note when she
mentioned that she was agitated even further by the fact
that he grabbed her on the one day she decided to go to
the office commando style. I could not hold back my
laughter when she mentioned that. My laughter made her
blush and nervous. She got up as if to go but stood
facing the door. Personally, I am not a fan of female
bums but hers looked oh-so appealing. I walked up
behind her, held her by her hands and tried to apologise.
As soon as my hands touched her she leaned into me.
My “sorries” were going straight from lips to her ears. I
just kept thinking of the sweetest words of apology to
download to her ears and she was snuggling into me
more and more and I could feel her all over me. My brain
was slowly shutting down while junior was booting
I cannot really say why I switched from telling her sorry
for laughing at the fact that she went to work commando
the day Greg grabbed her bums to commenting on how
wonderful she smelt. Her giggles were so sensual that I
seemed to blackout only to recover consciousness with
Uzi wearing only a bra under me in my bed.
WATCH OUT FOR PART 19 TOMORROW