Date: Wed, 12 Jul 2000 14:35:33 EDT
From: caryn swanson <nycbigal@hotmail.com>
Subject: Samantha1

Samantha
By NYC bigal

	Tonight was going to be the night. I had been dating Tom for
several weeks, and tonight I wanted him to fuck me. I had not been laid in
several months, and I really needed a good hard pounding. While Tom was not
the GQ man of the year, he is a decent, hardworking attorney. He was 28 and
already a junior partner at a large law firm. I am 22, working for a
cosmetics firm in sales. He treated me nice, took me to nice places, always
a gentleman. Maybe too much of a gentleman, but perhaps I could change
that. 5" heels, stockings, and a thong under a backless dress ought to wake
up that caveman urge that I needed tonight. I love to wear backless
dresses, guys don't know whether to look at my ass or cleavage. The dress I
bought for tonight was quite tight; pushing my tits into a wonderful full
look in front, while the back was open to an inch above my ass. I expected
Tom to bring me to this party for a new partner and get me out of there as
soon as possible. As I laid in the tub relaxing, conjuring up all sorts of
erotic images, the one that I kept returning to was Tom taking me from
behind, then taking command of my body, he presses his cock against my
asshole.  God, I love anal sex. Tom is not overly endowed, but he would
feel big back there. Shaving my legs to a silky smoothness, I trim my pussy
into a neat triangle. I use my fingers to make sure my back door is all
clean for him, perhaps lingering a little longer than necessary.
	I take my time getting dressed; it is almost more erotic getting
dressed than undressed. I roll the stockings up my legs, pulling the
elastic top tight against my thighs. Glancing in the wall size mirror, I
admire how I look like this. My 34dd breasts, with large dark nipples
protruding outward, and a slight bounce as I rubbed the firm flesh gave me
goose bumps all over. Tapering nicely to narrow flat tummy, and curvy hips,
with a heart shaped ass. While most guys spent their time on my breasts, I
yearned for the guy that would make my ass his pleasure zone, because it
certainly was at the top of my list.  I pondered that thought as I adjusted
the thong to slip tightly between my cheeks. Damn, that looked good, even
if I did say so myself!! No bra tonight, I was taking no chances on Tom
getting distracted, even if I was doing it for him, I was doing it for
me. I stepped into the dress, pulled it up so it was tight across my ass.
Very nice !!! I hooked the halter strap at the back of my neck, just one
simple button. Then, the piece de resistance, my 5" heels with ankle
straps. With just a touch of makeup, and lip gloss, I was ready for tom, in
more ways than one.  Being the gentleman he was, he was exactly on time,
dressed in a Brooks Brothers suit and white shirt, with a charcoal gray tie
and black shoes. I was beginning to wonder if he owned any other
clothes. But being in the state of horniness that I was, I didn't bother
mentioning that. He escorted me to his Oldsmobile, and off we went to a
restaurant downtown where the party was to be held.
	The party was for a lawyer that was being made partner, a Sam
Douglass.  Apparently, this person was feared by all the other attorneys. I
found it interesting that even the older sharks were fearful of this
Sam. It will be interesting to meet this person, I thought to myself. After
carefully parking in a garage, we proceeded to the restaurant. A typical
scene played out there, the men crowding around the bar to crow about their
latest win, or stock pick. The women sitting at tables showing off the
latest ring or necklace, talking about how smart their brood was. About 20
minutes after we entered, a hush came over the party. The most striking
woman I ever saw entered the room. Tall, six feet at least, and thin, with
carefully mussed hair, and eyes that were deep brown pools. "There she is"
was whispered all around me. Must be Sam's wife I thought.  Lucky guy, she
is beautiful. I actually caught myself touching my throat when I looked at
her.  Her tailored slacks, with sharp creases, and cream colored silk
blouse spoke of refinement. Her simple strand of pearls at her throat
emphasized her smooth slightly tan skin. But it was her smile that lit up
the whole room. Then I had the shock of my life.
	"A round of applause for our newest partner, Samantha Douglass!!" A
loud round of applause followed, while my mind was racing 1000 miles per
hour. This beautiful and refined woman was the envy of all the junior
partners, and feared by the senior partners???? How very interesting!! I
caught myself watching her making her way around the room, accepting
congratulations. It was almost funny the way the men sucked in their guts
and the women smoothed their hair as she approached.
	As she approached, Tom the gentleman introduced me to her, but it
was noticeable to me not as his date or girlfriend, but simply as Lisa. Was
it me, or did Samantha hold my hand a moment too long when we shook? I will
readily admit that I drowned into those deep brown eyes of hers, even in
the face of that dazzling smile. I hoped no one else noticed, or did I?
	 It was starting to get late, and gentleman Tom had not moved from
his place at the bar, and the women's clique had frozen me out of any
conversation that did not revolve around the latest model Volvo or where
Johnnie was going to school next year. I decided to step out on the
veranda. A cool breeze enveloped me as I gazed out to the view of the
river. I smelled a good quality cigar burning, and searched out the
source. Maybe I could do gentleman Tom a favor chatting it up with one of
the old timers in the firm. Instead, I discovered Samantha sitting in a
chair, a brandy snifter in one hand, and a large cigar in the other. "
Sorry for he intrusion" I said.  At first, she said nothing, just puffing
her cigar and looking at me. Did that breeze get cooler? My nipples were
erect almost to the point of being painful. I could not draw my eyes away
from her eyes. " It's a beautiful night" was all she said. I nodded in
agreement, and then turned to look at the river again. I heard her say
something under her breath, so I turned around again quickly, catching her
looking at my ass. "  Excuse me?"  I asked. " Nice ass" she responded. I
know I bushed right down to my toes at that comment. I had to look at the
river again, because I knew if I didn't, I was going to be under her
spell. Or was I doing it to show off my ass to her? " Come home with me"
she said, " tom is too distracted to be of any use to you tonight".  This
was not a question, it was a statement. She stood up, came right behind me,
and kissed me gently on the shoulder. " You know you want to" she whispered
to me.
	I followed Sam off the veranda, she motioned me to stay put. She
went to Tom, asked him to talk to her privately for a moment. I was a
little apprehensive as they approached. Sam took control of the
conversation. " Tom, Lisa is coming home with me tonight. She will call you
tomorrow. I suggest you take Steven from accounting home to satisfy you
tonight." With that, Sam took my arm, and led me out of the restaurant.
The valets scrambled to bring her Porsche boxer to the front, Sam acted as
if this was normal behavior. Sam lowered the top of the car down, and then
took off with a roar. " I like to push things to limit Lisa, how about
you?" I didn't know where this conversation was going, but it all seemed
pretty exciting to me right then, so I agreed. She smiled at my answer,
then said, " we'll see about that".
	Sam pulled the car into a large brightly lit and clean parking
garage.  Straight to the back, where there was an oversized metal
door. Pressing a remote control, the large door opened, and Sam drove
in. it was a freight elevator.  Slowly the elevator rose, up to the fifth
floor, then the doors opened. Sam drove out, and I had the second big
surprise of the night. This was Sams home, a complete city block open, with
several high priced cars sitting there. She pulled forward then shut the
engine off. She got out of the car, then came around to my door, opened it
and put her hand out. I knew by taking that hand I was giving myself to
her. That thought made me pause for a moment. Then, as if in a trance, I
felt my hand go up to hers. She helped me stand up, then took my face in
her hands and kissed me. A soft, sensuous, erotic kiss that left my knees
weak. The kiss continued as she pressed me against the car, and her knee
pressed my legs apart. I was enjoying this sensation s so much I did not
notice she had undone the button on the halter top. As she stepped back, my
dress fell into a puddle on the floor. I was a little embarrassed, but very
turned on. I started to take off my shoes, but she said to leave them
on. Then, dressed in only my thong stockings and shoes, she led me to her
living area.
	" Have a seat," she said. I draped myself in a provocative manner
across her overstuffed couch. "Something to drink?" " Whatever you are
having Sam" I was really getting off exposing myself to her in this
way. Sam smiled as she handed me a Barcardi and coke. "You like showing
off, don't you" she said. I blushed, and my stiff nipples were aching for
some contact. I reached up to caress them. " Don't " she said, and guided
my hands away from my breasts. Sam picked up a remote control, and the
lights dimmed and soft jazz came from hidden speakers. " Dance for me Lisa"
she said. I did my best slow grind, pinching my nipples (which felt sooo
good to do!!!!) and bending at the waist showing off my ass to her. When I
backed right up to her face, she slowly took down my thong, leaving them
around my ankles. Then she used her entire hand to massage my pussy. " You
are one hot bitch, so fucking wet" I could only moan as she expertly slid
two fingers in me, with one finger tripping my clit. Her other hand slid up
to pinch my nipples. She removed her wet fingers from my pussy, rubbing the
wetness all around my pussy lips, then back a little. I could not help
myself from angling my ass to get some much needed pressure on my back
door. Her finger stopped moving as it came into contact with my puckered
asshole. I was moaning and trying to get the finger to penetrate me, but
she just kept using that strong finger to tease me. " A little ass slut,
aren't you?" " YES !!" I answered. " You like showing off your ass, and you
can't wait for some big cock to get jammed up there, can you?" Her words
were turning me on as much as her teasing. "Say it, say that you are an ass
slut" "Please Sam, I am an ass slut" With that, her finger slid into my
tight asshole. I moved my ass around to simulate fucking. Then she pulled
back on the finger, and had another finger join it. Wriggling them for a
few minutes was all it took for them to be buried into my ass. I was
enjoying this sensation as she whispered to me what a hot bitch I was, how
she loved women that loved ass play, and how she was going to fuck my ass
like no one else had before. I was having one long continuous orgasm,
punctuated every so often by a very strong wave. Sam moved me into a very
submissive position, bent over the arm of the couch, stockings and heels
still on, my thong still wrapped around my ankles. As I was coming down
from my orgasm, I realized she was not with me. I could not move. Then I
heard her behind me. " Relax darling, I an going to take you to a place you
haven't been before" I am already at a place I haven't been before I
thought, being bent over by a woman. Then I felt her apply some warm
lubricant in and around my asshole, and felt an oversized dildo press
against the opening. I reached back and spread my ass open to help get it
in.
	" That's right bitch, spread your ass for me, take this big
cock. Push back you fucking ass slut..."  I pushed back to drive that thick
phallus up my ass. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pressed her hips
forward, burying it deep in me. My mind was a complete blur, my entire
focus on the delicious feeling of my ass stuffed with a large dildo. Sam
has a wonderful rhythm; my entire being shook and vibrated with orgasm
after orgasm.
	I must have passed out, because my next conscious thought was lying
in an oversized bed, no stockings or shoes, with Sam hugging me from
behind. I had such a warm wonderful glow, and a smoldering burn deep in my
ass. I knew that I had entered another phase of my life, that there would
be no turning back, and I could only hope that Sam had similar feelings.