First Date
Nancy was a pretty girl, tall, dark hair with shapely hips and very nice
legs. She had large breasts that she tried to hide with shirts over nice dresses
or unflattering bras. We had shared a cubicle for almost two years working on
electronic warfare systems.
She was disruptive and moody, rarely speaking until mid-morning or later. When
she did speak it was usually to Jack, a young engineer several cubicles away,
neither bothering to stand. The talk was generally about everything but work and
by five o'clock every evening I could picture her staked out in the hot sun. By
Friday I could picture her hanging in a dark basement.
At first it was just an erotic thought, almost fleeting, then a solid plan began
to take shape. When I had all the details firm in my mind I put the plan in
motion.
Jack left early that Friday and when Nancy made her three o'clock trip to the
ladies's room I put a note on her desk. It simply said:
Meet me behind Sandy's at 7. Jack
She put the note in her purse and worked until four-thirty. I followed her out
at four-thirty-five.
I had decided to hang Nancy but not before we shared a weekend together at my
cabin. It was dark by seven o'clock and when She pulled behind the restaurant I
was waiting in a tree line that separated the parking lots of two different
restaurants. She got out, looked for Jack's car and not seeing it started to get
back into her own.
I was hidden from view and went, "Psst!"
"Jack?"
"Over here!"
When she walked past I pulled a gunny sack over her head and carried her kicking
and screaming to the adjacent parking lot and put her into my open trunk. I
drove a random route doubling the time and distance it would normally take for
the thirty minute drive.
When I opened the trunk Nancy gasped at my disguise as former president Nixon
and was visibly shaken at the sound of my electronic voice.
"I'm going to blindfold you and tape your mouth. If you even attempt to remove
either I'll hang you! Understand?"
I didn't undress her at first, I just tied her face-up on the bed with her skirt
hiked. Her panties were cotton and covered a springy mass of pubic hair. I just
moved them aside enough to insert an inflatable enema plug. She moaned at first
at the shame and halfway through the liter she began to moan from cramps. Near
the end the pain was so bad that she began to grunt as she tried in vain to push
back against the flow.
I made her hold the powerful solution for fifteen minutes to loosen and liquify
the contents of her bowel. so it could be expelled through a larger secondary
tube. We repeated this twice more before I let her sit on the stool for a full
thirty minutes before undressing and showering her.
She balked when I first tried to stick my dick in her mouth, but took it readily
when I put a paper clasp on her nipple. It wasn't the first time she'd performed
oral sex and her performance was somewhat enhanced when I told her if I didn't
cum in ten minutes I would give her enemas all night.
I came hard, but she didn't swallow...at first, just held it in the back of her
throat until I squeezed it gently with both hands. As she began to swallow I
pulsed a couple more times and stuck my dick in until she began to gag.
Back in bed I spread her legs to get my first good look inside. The lips were
thin and hung down a full inch, an even match with her wrinkled clitoral hood. I
pulled it apart and revealed a bright pink clitoris the size of a pencil eraser.
I teased it with my finger and smelled the result.
"Smells like pussy!" I said with some annoyance.
I removed the tape from her mouth.
"I'm sorry. I just got over my period."
"You don't douche'?"
"I would have tonight."
"Do it now!"
I led her to the shower, mixed a douche' and watched as she cleansed herself.
Her big tits hung down like water balloons getting bigger toward the nipple end.
I hefted them in turn, sucking each nipple before pulling them together and
sucking them both at once.
"You got a boyfriend?" I asked.
"No."
"You seem to know your way around a dick."
"I'm twenty-four...I've had boyfriends."
She was hesitant, not knowing what I expected, but continued. "Do you know me?"
"I will in a minute."
I laid Nancy back and entered between spread legs. Her pussy was tight and
lacked lubricant from the douche' so I eased in and out a couple times and
watched as the friction of my dick pulled the skin of her vagina like a rubber
over a fruit jar. She was too scared to lubricate so I used a dab of KY jelly
and settled in for fifteen minutes of pleasure.
I didn't cum with as much force as I had in her mouth, but the hard grip she had
around my dick was a sensation on it's own. I collapsed on the softness of her
breasts for a number of minutes before she told me she couldn't breathe.
I made her douche' again with a flavored mix before settling between her legs
for a full thirty minutes of sucking and licking. She didn't enjoy my little
games and although she squirmed once in a while I think it was just the
humiliation of an unseen predator violating her.
"Tell me how you usually fuck."
"I told you I don't have a boyfriend."
"When's the last time you got fucked?"
"A couple years I think."
"Why?"
"I'm unfortunate enough to be in love with a guy who doesn't know I exist."
"Unfortunate. After I hang you you're problems will be over."
"Why are you going to hang me? Isn't what I'm doing enough?"
"Who's the lucky guy"?
"We share an office. Is there anything I can do? I don't want to hang!"
I stood and looked at Nancy lying in the nude with her legs spread, the scarf
tightly around her eyes. She cocked her head to listen wondering if I was still
there. In my electronic voice I told her lay back while I got us something to
drink. I had one date rape pill that I initially intended to give her before she
left work. I mixed it with some water and made her drink the whole glass.
I started dressing her just as soon as she passed out. She'd wake in her car
early in the morning.
*****
"Morning Nancy. We missed your smiling face around here."
Nancy had lost weight and looked a little sallow cheeked. She was a little pale
but pretty in a yellow pants suit. She'd taken a leave of absence, presumably to
visit an ill parent and had been gone five weeks. A little frown creased her
brow as she looked around the office.
"I really missed you Nancy."
Nancy looked confused as she sat down.
"Missed me?"
"Very much. Can I take you to lunch?"
"I'd like that."
Copyright by Sally Forth III (2003).