Date: Sat, 25 Aug 2007 14:45:07 -0400
From: Paige Turner <wetwriter@hotmail.com>
Subject: Amazing Accountant

  "Mr. Michelson, your 2:00 appointment is here," Susan announced, then
waited for his response.

  Susan hung up the phone and said, "He'll be right with you, Ms. Turner.
Would you care for something to drink while you wait?"

  "No, thank you," Paige replied. She seemed to spend a lot of time in
lobbies and waiting rooms, as she was always early. It used to be just that
she was a punctual person, but now it was just that she loved to sit quietly
and watch people, observe their behaviors, and try to figure out what their
history was.

  Having recently relocated halfway across the country, Paige was
desperately looking for new inspiration for her writing. Moving from the
flat scenery of the Midwest to the Rocky Mountains of Colorado would
definitely be an inspiration to anyone.

  Paige wasn't just looking for inspiration in her professional life as an
author. She also was in great need of inspiration in her personal life. She
seemed to somehow be stuck in a rut, dating the same type of person over and
over: controlling, egotistical, and unable to carry on even the simplest of
conversations, let alone be able to discuss world events or even what the
plans were for the day (besides going to the gym or hanging out at the local
coffee shop). The only thing that ever seemed to change from one partner to
the next was the sex of the partner. Not how good things were in bed ...
that never seemed to be a problem for Paige, as she seemed to always have
great sex, knowing exactly how to get what she wanted. No, the thing that
was always changing was that she would date a man for a few months, then
meet a nice woman, leave her for another woman, find another man. She didn't
seem to know with whom she wanted to have a relationship. But she did know
now that she needed to find a partner who had broader views of the world
than his or her own reflection.

  Paige had great hopes of finding the person who fit that description in
Colorado. She already loved the scenery and hoped to stay. It would be
wonderful to meet someone from here and be able to permanently settle within
this area. Quite frankly, it didn't matter to her if the this amazing being
was male or female, as long as this perfect person was sweet and caring,
intelligent and funny, and just as (if not more) important as any possible
characteristic, great in bed.

  Her eyes always scanning the room for prospects, Paige spotted a beautiful
woman walking down a back hallway. "Mmmmm .... nice," she thought. This
woman was about 5'6" (2" shorter than Paige), had shoulder-length brown
hair, and, from what Paige could tell at this distance, appeared to have
very large breasts (she'd like to get much closer to see if they were real
or fake ... not that that mattered once you get that close to them). Paige
was now wishing that she'd set up the appointment with this woman, but when
she called the accounting firm and told them what she help she needed,
they'd referred her to this Mr. Michelson.

  Paige watched as the woman walked behind a partition, from which some soft
laughter soon was heard. How she wished she could be the one amusing her.
She watched closely, hoping she would reappear. Trying not to be too obvious
with her spying, Paige glanced away for just a second. When she looked back,
she made eye contact with a tall, handsome man. Well, if it wasn't going to
be the mysterious woman, maybe this would be her appointment.

  Just her luck, this man walked right up to her and introduced himself.

  "Hello, Ms. Turner. I'm Greg Michelson. It's a pleasure to meet you."

  Paige knew that she was blushing after having been caught spying, but she
tried to let that slide hoping that he wouldn't notice.

  "Hello. Please, call me Paige. 'Ms. Turner' always sounds so stuffy. Not
my style at all."

  "All right. Hello, Paige. I'm Greg. Let's head to my office and see how I
may help you."

  Greg led her down a hallway in the opposite direction from her goddess,
but from her first impression, Paige thought that he would be just as fine
of a choice. Greg was just about 6'2", had brown hair and the most
mesmerizing blue eyes. He was also very polite, asking again if she would
like a drink and if she was getting settled after her move. Wow! Paige had
never met a man who didn't automatically hit on her or who only talked about
himself. This guy was a rare find. Perhaps she had just found her
inspiration.



  The meeting went like any other meeting one has with their accountant.
Paige explained to Greg what she needed; he explained what his firm did and
his specialties within the firm. Paige discovered that Greg was not only
good looking and nice, but he was also definitely the right person to help
her with taxes and finances. That first meeting lasted just under 45
minutes, and Paige felt very comfortable with him both as an accountant and
as a future prospect. Greg told her to look over the firm's marketing
materials, check with their references, and in general, do some more
research on the firm because he wanted to make sure they were the perfect
fit.

  Paige thought that he would definitely be a perfect fit!



  Paige left that first appointment with hopes of great things to come. She
could tell the Greg was flirting with her, but he never took it to the next
level. She figured he was just trying to keep her interested in his
accounting firm instead of heading elsewhere. She did like his company and
knew they would be the best to help her, so she set up an appointment later
that month to get everything established.

  The second appointment started like the first, with Paige in the lobby
checking everyone out. She was hoping to get a glance of that beautiful
woman again, but she never did see her. She'd had a few fantasies about her
shortly after that first sighting, but then the fantasies soon turned to
Greg. Perhaps, Paige thought, she would have a relationship with a man this
time.

  Greg appeared suddenly, startling Paige. She'd been so lost in her
thoughts that she hadn't even heard him call her name. He laughed when she
jumped, so she scolded him teasingly. They flirted all the way to his
office, and she hoped it would continue once the door was shut.

It did.

Instead of sitting behind his desk, Greg moved to the table in the corner of
his office and asked Paige to have a seat there, as well. Instead of sitting
across from her, Greg sat beside her, moving his chair in closer than he
needed to for work purposes. As they looked through her financial statements
and went over his proposal, their legs brushed under the table, their arms
would touch, each seemingly accidental occurrence lasting longer and
happening more frequently. Paige could feel the chemistry between them, and
she wanted more. As she asked Greg a question about one of the forms, she
lightly placed her hand on his arm and left it there. He looked at her,
smiled, and answered the question ... still trying to be a professional.

  After not receiving the type of response she was used to, Paige boldly
removed her hand from Greg's arm and placed it upon his thigh. Greg,
shocked, turned and smiled at her again ... this time with a much bigger
smile.

  "Is this all right? I mean, I think there's something between us, right?"
Paige asked slyly, turning to look him directly in those amazing eyes.

  She didn't need to wait for his reply to know the answer. She could feel
the tugging at his pants as his cock began to harden, pulling the fabric
tight. Their eyes still locked, Paige leaned in to kiss Greg ... and was
pleased that he kissed her back so passionately. Her hand moved from his
thigh up to his cock, which she was now rubbing softly through his pants.
She liked the feel of what was contained within, and she was anxious to see
it, touch it, taste it.

  The two moved their chairs away from the table as Greg placed one arm
around Paige, pulling her closer. His other hand was starting at her knee
and working up her leg, lifting her dress as he went. He was pleased to
discover that she was wearing thigh-high stockings, leaving him better
access to his goal. Paige was starting to undo Greg's pants when his hand
first brushed against her pussy. She gasped at the touch, then began
frantically undoing his pants. They were like high school kids in the
backseat of a car, fumbling around awkwardly, the mutual stimulation feeling
both exciting and new.

  Greg's free hand was now on Paige's breast, slipping inside her wrap dress
to fondle and pinch her hard nipple. As the pinching got harder, she stroked
him faster, his hard cock barely fitting within her fist. She pulled back
from the kiss as she also pulled her dress back from her breast, exposing
her bare tits beneath. Greg took the hint and began to lick and kiss her
breasts, both of them, occasionally taking her nipple between his teeth and
pulling back slightly.

  She needed him, now, but she also didn't want this fun to stop. She moved
her right hand down between her legs. As Greg was rubbing her clit she
inserted two fingers into her wet, begging pussy. The gyration of her hips,
her thrusting and moaning was too much for Greg. He needed her, too.

  He kneeled on the floor and buried his face in her pussy. Paige, both
hands gripping the armrests tightly, was pleasantly surprised at this turn
of events. Greg's tongue was working on her clit as his fingers were
thrusting deeply inside of her. She threw her head back in pleasure and
tried to concentrate on suppressing her screams of ecstasy. Who knew an
accountant, an allegedly nerdy number-cruncher, could be so great at
foreplay?! Paige reached down and began to rub her clit as Greg had now
moved his tongue to her pussy, lapping up all the juices contained therein.
He'd lick the entire length of her pussy, thrusting his tongue inside her or
sucking on her clit.

  Paige, feeling guilty for accepting all the pleasure, placed her hands
upon either side of his head as she moved her chair back away from him. She
got down on the floor, kissed him deeply ... tasting herself on his lips ...
then began giving him a mind-blowing blowjob.

  Paige took all of Greg's cock slowly into her mouth. She stroked up and
down, lubricating the entire length of him, feeling his tip touching the
back of her throat. Then, she wrapped her lips around the tip of Greg's
cock, her tongue encircling him, and placed one hand at the base of his
cock, stroking up until she'd reach her mouth, then back down again. The
speed increased in concert with his moaning. Each time she knew he was about
to explode, she'd slow down, teasing him, making him last longer. As he
would begin to beg, she'd start again, the speed increasing again as he'd
become more excited.

  Paige was contemplating letting him cum when she sensed someone else was
watching. She pulled away and looked up to find her mystery girl from her
first appointment leaning against the closed door. She motioned for Paige to
be quiet, not to alert Greg, as she began to undress. This woman positioned
herself behind Paige's raised ass and began to lick her still wet pussy. As
Paige slipped up and down Greg's cock, her entire body moving, this woman's
tongue would plunge deeper into Paige's pussy.

  Paige couldn't believe her luck ... both of her fantasies here in one room
with her. One pleasing her as she pleased the other. One completely unaware
of the other's presence. Paige was moaning and groaning, those vibrations
exciting Greg even more. He lay there on the floor, his eyes closed. Paige
pulled back for a second but kept her hand working him hard and fast. He
thought she was just catching her breath, but instead she was preparing to
mount him. The mystery woman, now obviously unable to get to Paige's pussy,
and wanting some action herself, began to position herself over Greg's
mouth. As Paige's pussy engulfed Greg's cock, he opened her eyes wanting to
watch her ... to see her breasts bounce as she rode him, to see his cock
sliding in and out of her tight pussy, to see the expression on her face as
his hard cock was so deep inside of her.

  Instead, Greg was surprised to find Alison, his co-worker, naked and
exposing her pussy to him. WOW! He didn't say a word as she placed a knee on
either side of his face, lowering her bare, soft pussy right over his mouth.
Paige was bouncing harder and harder on him, not letting up, as she was
leaning forward to play with Alison's breasts.

  It didn't take much for Alison to cum. She was already so worked up from
tasting Paige, from watching the action between Paige and Greg, from seeing
any of this at work at all. And Greg! He was always so reserved in the
office that she had no idea he had this wild side to him. And that tongue!
Men didn't normally know what to do with that. The only time that either
woman had had such great oral sex was with another woman. This guy was
almost too good to be true. A huge cock and a great tongue.

  Greg's mind was reeling but he was trying not to analyze the situation but
to just enjoy it. What man ever gets an experience like this without having
to beg and plead with his girlfriend? And here he was, in his office, with
two women ... neither of whom he was dating ... both of them on top of him,
playing with each other. It was too much for him and he knew he couldn't
hold out any longer.

  Reaching behind Alison, Greg grabbed tightly onto Paige's hips, holding on
as his hips lifted off the floor, thrusting himself even deeper into her as
he came. At the same time, his tongue was thrusting deeper and deeper into
Alison, her knees tightening around his face because she was not going to
let him focus just on his cock right now. Paige could feel his cum shooting
inside of her. Alison was still not about to let him quit, but he did. The
excitement of the moment had him completely spent ... he had no energy left.
Paige, after leaning down and taking his cock in her mouth to taste the
cocktail of his cum and hers mixed together ... mmmmmm ... was now about to
take over Greg's job and take care of Alison.

  Greg thought things were over but was pleasantly surprised to see Alison
lie down, her knees bent as Paige began to go down on her. He'd never seen
two women together outside of porn, and had no idea that Alison had just
performed the same actions on Paige. This was even more than he imagined it
would be. All of that soft, naked female skin, those soft lips sucking on
the bare wet pussy. Watching Alison's hips thrusting and circling. He lay
there for a while watching, then moved around the women to get views from
every angle, reaching out to touch, the two occasionally touching him but
mostly lost in each other. His cock was throbbing again, so he moved behind
Paige and stuck his cock back into her waiting pussy. The three were moving
in perfect harmony. Hearing Alison moaning Paige's name, hearing Paige's
breathing patterns and moaning that indicated she was cumming, was enough
for Greg. He shot another load into Paige's pussy. This time, she couldn't
help herself and a short scream escaped her lips. She quickly covered her
mouth and the three of them had a look of horror replacing their expressions
of pure pleasure. Had anyone heard them?

  Within seconds, someone knocked on the door. "Is everything okay in
there?" asked one of the partners.

  Stifling a laugh, Greg shouted back, "We're good. Something just spilled
all over Paige and it startled her. We're okay, now. Thanks."

  The three lay there on the floor, their naked bodies huddled together, as
they laughed and smiled ..... and planned Paige's next appointment.