Jennifer's World: The College Years ch 8

Daly’s Realization

November winds were particularly cold this year, Daly thought. Having closed the music store early, she decided to walk the four blocks to the accountant’s office where her accounts were. She needed to confer with her CPA Eric Thomlinson about an expansion loan to increase the size of her store.

Daly clasped her coat closed around her as a gust threatened to tear it from her frame. Her breasts were already chilled, her nipples standing painfully at attention from the cold. She wished she wore a thicker shirt this day, as well as pants instead of a thigh-length skirt and 3 inch heels, for the wind chilled her thighs, and whipped past her pussy in such an erotic way that she felt wet, and the wind making her pussy even colder.

She finally got to Eric’s office and stepped in. There was a mirror in the lobby, and Daly looked into it as she smoothed her hair, and despaired from the wind rash across her cheeks. She decided to call a cab when she finished here.

“May I help you?” came a voice from the front desk.

Daly turned and walked to the desk, Eric’s secretary, a woman named Sherry, looked at her, and then at her appointment book as Daly told her her name. Sherry found the appointment and marked it off.

“Have a seat, Ms. Parker,” Sherry said. “Mr. Thomlinson will be with you shortly.”

Daly thanked her and sat down. She unbuttoned her coat, and sighed. It was warm in the lobby, and she wanted her body to acclimate. Her nipples were still painfully erect. Daly decided to surreptitiously rub her tits to warm them. She knew she would be making herself horny by doing this, but it was better than her nipples hurting. She put her left hand in her coat and started to massage her right tit. The sensation was electric, and Daly could feel the tingle of heat and horniness building in her pussy, but the motion warmed her chest to a bearable degree. She kept thinking of the cold, and what it did to her in an effort to keep her thoughts from running away as the erotic feeling mounted.

She had just switched hands when Eric came out.

“Daly Parker?” Eric asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“Nice to see you again, Daly. Come with me.”

Daly got up and followed Eric to his office. Her fantasies, ignited by the rubbing of her right tit, sized up Eric as a possible lover in her mind. She had not been laid for the last six months, and her frustrations were at the breaking point. She liked what she saw from the back. His ass was perfect and round; he had broad shoulders, and arms that could crush her tits to him…She had to viciously cut the chain of thought before it made her a basket case.

When they entered his office, Eric showed her to a plush chair in front of his desk. Daly sat, not taking her eyes of this hunk of a man. When he rounded the desk, her eyes shot directly to his crotch, and she whistled in her mind. His basket was HUGE to her!

“So, what is the nature of this equity loan you are wanting to pull?” Eric asked her as he sat down. “You asked for this appointment about your finances, and I get this letter from your bank on your application, inquiring if you have enough to cover it.”

“Well, I intend to expand the store,” Daly said, “and I need to know if I have enough equity built to cover it. I asked the bank to send you the papers, and I wanted to discuss its feasibility with you. Here’s why I need it…”

Eric didn’t hear much of the story, having already pieced it together earlier. He was looking at Daly’s figure as it moved with her motions in the story. The coat would show just a glimpse of a wonderfully full breast in a thin shirt before being covered again by another motion. Eric felt his lust rising a bit at the sight. He looked her over. She was about 5’7″ in height, and shapely. Her hair was brown, with blond and red streaks in it. Her eyes were a rich chocolate brown, and her lips were puckered ever so slightly. Her legs, what he could see of them, were smooth to the sight, and looked firm.

Daly could see that Eric was not listening to her very closely. Oh, he asked the right questions and all, which told her he was aware of her situation, but his eyes looked-glazed over? -as she talked. Then she noticed that his head would weave a bit as she moved around in her seat.

A wild though occurred to her. She repositioned herself in the chair, keeping her legs uncrossed, and opening her coat a little, pushing it off her legs. Yes, she thought, his head definitely moved with her motions. She decided to spread her legs just a little…

Eric had to chide himself for being so obvious to his voyeuristic behavior. He did not want to scare his client away. He decided to pay more attention to her story…wait. “What is she doing?” Eric thought. Daly had moved, and she had spread her legs a little. Now he could see more of her thigh, and the hint of garters as he could now see the tops of her hose. She had also opened her coat a little more, and now he could see the outlines of two beautiful breasts, her nipples pushing against the restricting fabric. It looked like she wore no bra, not that she needed to…

Eric decided to go for broke. After all, the only thing he had to lose was an opportunity, and he was sure he was not misreading the signs. He got up.

“May I take your coat, Daly?” Eric asked solicitously. “We’re going to be here for a while, and the office is warm enough.”

“Thank you,” Daly said as she pulled off her coat.

Eric helped her. His hand brushed her shoulders, and he felt her shiver. He wasn’t sure if it was from horniness or the cold, so he let it slide…for the moment. He didn’t want to take this one too fast. He took her coat and hung it on the coat rack at the door.

Daly watched Eric as he went back to his desk. His touch caused an involuntary shudder through her body as he helped her off with her coat. He acted as if he did not notice, which she appreciated. She was not sure if she wanted him to know her growing lust for him.

Eric depressed the intercom. “Sherry, put up the ‘closed’ sign, and cancel my last appointment,” he said. “This case will take a little longer than expected. Also, pull the Parker account and the bank loan papers and bring them in here, please.”

“Right away, Mr. Thomlinson,” Sherry said. Eric clicked off the intercom.

In a few moments, Sherry brought in the paperwork. She glanced at Daly, then turned back to Eric, and winked. Eric smiled in answer as he thanked her.

Eric and Sherry had worked out a system to signal each other when a potential lover was in the office. If it was a man that Sherry wanted, she asked for time in the archive room for research on some corporate account she would make up. If it was a woman that Eric wanted, he asked Sherry to reschedule his appointments for the next two hours. If it was a woman they both would want, Eric would make the decision, and tell Sherry to cancel the rest of his appointments for the day, and close the office. This system worked very well, and they had used it for two other people, one for her, and one for him. This was the first one for the both of them.

Eric opened the folder and unfolded the bank papers.

“All right, Daly, let’s work out your financial strategy for this loan,” Eric said, handing her a sheaf of papers.

Even though Eric saw her as a potential lover, he made sure business was done first. Her purpose was to find feasibility for an expansion loan. Eric ran the numbers as Daly researched his questions in the paperwork he handed her, and gave him the answers.

Daly was impressed with his finesse with financing, and she could see the possibility of getting the loan improve with each passing minute. Her passion for him increased at the same rate. She felt wet again. She decided to unbutton her shirt one button. Since there were only five buttons on the shirt in the first p
lace, this opened her shirt to the bottom of her rib cage, exposing a lot of skin at her chest, and her cleavage could be easily s
een. She felt like an exhibitionist, and she loved the erotic sensation of it. She would move this way and that, giving Eric an unobstructed view of her tit, or stretch in such a way that it would give him a view up her skirt all the way to her soaked white panties. She had decided she wanted him. Throughout all this time, though, she noticed that he remained stone-faced. She wondered at that, and wondered if she was wasting her time.

90 minutes later, Eric signed the last form, collected the paperwork and placed it in a document envelope.

“I will have this sent to the bank in the morning,” Eric said to Daly. “Congratulations, Daly; Looks like you have your loan.”

“Oh, thank you Eric!” Daly said, flushing with excitement. She put down her papers. As he reached to pick them up, she stretched her shoulders. This opened her shirt enough to expose her right breast. She mentally crossed her fingers at this.

It had taken a Herculean effort for Eric to keep his mind on business. She was flashing him with parts of her body throughout, and he could now smell her excitement. Her flash of panties earlier looked completely soaked. Her nipple was erect on a perfectly formed breast.

Eric put the papers back in the folder and placed it in the bin behind him for refiling. He then quickly sat down, and positioned himself so that his raging hard on felt more comfortable.

“Now that the business is done,” Eric said, as Daly adjusted her shirt, “I think it is time to put the cards on the table. What have you in mind?”

Daly was thunderstruck. Eric placed the ball in her court! She felt nervous all of a sudden.

“Uh, I find you attractive,” Daly stammered out.

“I see that,” He said. Eric was getting a thrill watching her sweat about her attraction to him. He already had the hots for her!

“And I was wondering…Eric, I haven’t been with a man for a while, and you look so-good. I was watching you walk, and work. I love your quick mind, and I must have looked like a slut flashing you…” Daly started to cry. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have done that. Oh! I feel like such a fool!” She started to rebutton her shirt. Her embarrassment made her fumble a bit.

Eric got up and went around the desk to her. “Relax, Daly,” he said, smiling. “I saw. I like. You don’t need to feel embarrassed. I also find you attractive. Look at my crotch.”

Daly looked up, and gasped at the size of his crotch.

“You did that to me,” Eric explained. “There are not that many women that can do that to me in the heat of business, and you did it so adroitly that I had a hard time keeping my composure! Not even my girlfriend did that to me the first time I met her, and she is an extremely erotic woman.” Eric leaned on his desk in front of Daly, and secretly flipped the intercom on. “You almost made me break my rule about ‘business first’! I congratulate you on such a sexy performance!”

Daly’s mind was reeling. So he DID notice! Her confidence came back, and her pent-up passion surfaced. Tears in her eyes, Daly stood up and grabbed Eric in for a passionate kiss.

Eric was just a little surprised at this approach, but recovered quickly as Daly’s lips made contact with his. Her lips were as soft as he imagined them to me, and they were extremely animated as her kiss hungrily sucked in each of his lips for a nibble, then a tongue snaking its way into his mouth. Her hands were rubbing his shoulders and back, and Eric felt her grind her crotch into his, making his hard on ache with desire. He reached around and grabbed her ass, pulling her in even closer.

Daly melted into Eric. Even though it was cold, she was now glad she wore the skirt and thin shirt to work today. Her tits were sexily crushed against Eric’s chest, just as she imagined. It had been almost 6 months since a man had touched her, and now she was letting all that frustration out, fueling her passion for her sexy accountant.

Eric pulled up the material of her skirt and placed his hand again on her ass. He felt her panties and garter belt. Her ass was extremely firm and solid. He squeezed her cheeks, and used his index fingers to massage her crack down to between her legs. He felt the wetness of her panties, and wet his fingers with the moisture.

Eric broke the kiss and pushed her away a bit. He brought up his index fingers to his mouth and sucked them. He then pulled them out with a pop.

“MMM, you taste sweet!” he said. He looked into Daly’s eyes, and was shocked at the amount of lust he saw in them.

Daly heard what Eric said, and it had lit her lust to an almost unbearable level. Without taking her eyes off of Eric’s face, she reached over and unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his pants. In one swift motion she had grabbed his pants and underwear and pulled them down to his ankles as she knelt. His cock bobbled as the material passed it. Daly then grabbed his cock and placed it in her mouth, taking all eight inches in at once.

“UNGH!” was all Eric could say.

Daly was in heaven. She knew she was a great cocksucker, and she put her talent to work. She took his whole length, part of it entering her throat. She liked the feeling, and she was gratified that her body remembered how to relax to let it happen. She brought up both hands and massaged his cock as she took her mouth off of it. She then reached under and took his balls into her mouth one at a time, sucking and rolling them around. She then wrapped her lips around the base of his shaft, licking and biting her way up to the head, and then plunged his cock back into her mouth all the way, quickly letting it out while sucking it, then plunged again. She repeated the entire process another 4 times before Eric’s knees buckled.

“Oh, Jesus, Daly!” Eric gasped as he collapsed to the floor.

Daly was too far gone. Once Eric was on the floor, she ripped his shoes, socks, pants and underwear off him. All Eric could do was hold himself in place as this assault on his clothing occurred. A low growl started emanating from deep within Daly’s throat.

Daly stood up and started to slowly unbutton her shirt. Her legs were quivering from need, but she willed herself to undress slowly. She was proud of her 38D’s, and she knew how to show them to their best effect. Each button came off, and she parted the material with each one. Once the fifth button was undone, she pulled the material out of her skirt, then threw her head back, licking her lips and closing her eyes, as she removed the shirt from her shoulders, finally exposing her tits to Eric

Eric stared open-mouthed at Daly’s display. He was right; she had perfectly formed tits and a rock hard body. Her presentation of her tits was so erotic that his cock jumped as each button came off.

Daly straightened out, then reached under her skirt. She grabbed her panties and pulled them off. She threw them at Eric’s face. He caught them and inhaled deeply, savoring her scent.

Daly smoothed the line of her skirt, then moved to straddle Eric’s head. She lowered herself onto his mouth.

Eric saw her pussy. It was glistening from moisture. He had an unobstructed view up her skirt as she lowered herself. Her pussy lips opened as her legs split, showing the pink inside, and uncovering and engorged clit. Her smell was thick within the skirt, making his cock even harder with the rising lust he felt. She stopped her descent just inches from his mouth. She then bent at the waist. The skirt now covered Eric’s head, so his whole world was her pussy, thighs, hose, and garter. He then felt her mouth encircle his cock once again, sucking hard. Eric reached up and grabbed her waist, then raised his head to her womanhood, instantly attacking her clit. She jerked and lurched at the contact. He started sucking that bud as hard as he could, making her squeal with each lick and nibble. His nose was in her pussy as he did this, and his face became wet with her moisture. He used
his tongue to lick her crack, then force it up her pussy hole. It was very tight. He then felt her start to grind h
er pussy into his mouth. At the same time, he started to thrust his cock deep into her mouth just as hard. It was about this time that Eric heard the door to his office open. He knew that Sherry had entered the room.

Sherry looked onto the scene with lustful eyes. She had heard the ending of their conversation, and the grunts and rustles, over the intercom. She had masturbated to a pleasurable orgasm from it. She had undressed, and crept in to see for herself. She got turned on all over again when she had heard Daly growl. She finally decided that it was time to join in.

Daly was attacking Eric’s cock with renewed passion. His tongue was pushing her over the edge, and now her whole attention was concentrated on that feeling, and she was doing everything she could to keep the feeling going. She was getting herself ready to impale herself on this gorgeous cock that she had been sucking.

Daly released Eric’s cock with an audible plop and knelt up, releasing her pussy from his mouth. She then saw Sherry, who was naked and furiously masturbating herself at the sight. Her lust was so high that Daly did not care who saw her, and her animal lust saw Sherry as another potential avenue of pleasure. She smiled at Sherry, and beckoned to her as she switched places to mount Eric’s cock.

Sherry carefully walked over to the couple. Her legs were weak from her earlier orgasm. She got down on her knees when she got to them. She looked at Eric’s and moaned in lust. His face was covered in Daly’s pussy juice, and his eyes were closed. His lips were slightly parted, and he was gasping a little. Sherry bent over and started licking Eric’s face clean of Daly’s juice. A small pun played in the back of her mind about getting her required Daly dose of juice.

Daly watched as Sherry cleaned Eric’s face of her pussy juice, getting hornier with each passing second. She found Sherry’s body extremely sexy, and the silver collar on her throat contrasted nicely with her tanned skin. She was also teasing Eric’s cockhead with her pussy, rubbing her slit with it, and pulling up if he tried to thrust.

Sherry finished her cleaning, then kissed each eye. He opened his eyes and looked deeply into Sherry’s. She bent her head down to whisper to him.

“How is she?” she whispered to him.

“Fuckin’ excellent!” he rasped. “On par with Jennifer in the passion department!”

“Great!” she whispered back. “Now, would you please eat me to orgasm, Master? I am so wet from listening and watching you two!”

“Get on,” he gasped.

Sherry mounted Eric’s face, but kept her pussy out of the reach of his mouth. Some of her juice dripped down, and Eric lapped it up as it fell. Sherry then looked at Daly, had her eyes closed at that moment. Sherry reached over and massaged her left tit. Daly’s eyes snapped open at the contact, and stared at Sherry with such a lust that she backed up a bit. Eric was right; her passion WAS on par with Jennifer’s, Sherry’s mind made mental comparisons of Daly with Jennifer.

“Are you here to pleasure?” Daly growled.

“I am,” Sherry said. “You are poised over his cock, and I am over his mouth. We will drop together. Hold my tits for support, and I will hold yours.”

Daly complied She reached over and grabbed Sherry’s tits, as Sherry reached over and grabbed hers. For Daly, this was the first time that she had ever touched another woman, although she had frequently fantasized about it. Her animal lust drove away any inhibition about it, and reveled in the feel of her tits. She decided to share some of Eric with her.

“Kiss me,” Daly growled to Sherry.

Sherry leaned forward to kiss her. Daly released a bit of moisture to her lips, then mashed them against hers. Sherry was surprised. It was some of Eric’s precum, and Daly had held it in her mouth all this time! Smiling and laughing, Sherry used her tongue to lick the offering off her lips, then shoved it into her mouth to taste more. Daly smiled, and teased her tongue with hers as they both tasted Eric’s precum. Sherry took some more in her mouth, then both girls swallowed what they had.

“Now!” Sherry yelled.

Both women dropped, and three worlds flew apart: Daly forced the entire length of Eric’s cock into her extremely tight cunt, possibly ripping something along the way. She screamed; Sherry dropped hard onto Eric’s mouth, and he heard him grunt in a little pain. She hoped she did not hurt her boss, then she felt his teeth bite her pussy lips hard. She screamed: Eric gritted his teeth as his cock was forced into a viselike pussy that was so wet it felt like sweet torture. At the same time sherry dropped her pussy onto his mouth, driving his lips into his teeth, making his bottom lip bleed. He grunted in pain, and bit back to get her to lift a bit. He then attacked his secretary’s pussy with renewed vigor, making her buck instantly.

Daly was beside herself with lust. She lifted and slammed her pussy onto Eric’s cock in a furious rhythm, squealing with each downward thrust. Her juices flowed freely, coating his crotch. The slapping of skin made a squishing sound as her movements became more spasmodic.

Sherry’s eyes were wide open from the assault of her pussy by Eric’s mouth, as his teeth and tongue made her clit seem to explode with lust, and his tongue completely licking her crack from clit to asshole. Sherry then felt him ream her hole with his tongue, making her gasp. She squeezed Daly’s tits hard, making her squeal and growl at the same time. Sherry then looked down, and decided it was time for Daly to lose her skirt. She reached down and grabbed the waistband. A strong Velcro fastening, so she knew if she pulled it off, it would release at that site, fastened it along one side. Sherry ripped it off Daly, who was watching with animal lust in her eyes.

Sherry threw the skirt aside, then looked at Daly’s pussy area. It already looked bruised, and it looked completely stretched by Eric’s cock. Her skin looked white against Eric’s tan, and the black of her garter belt contrasted nicely. She had a small patch of trimmed pubic hair just above her pussy. It was a dark auburn in color. It was then Daly’s smell hit Sherry, and it was so very erotic. She watched as Daly lifted and dropped, impaling herself on Eric.

Daly could no longer think. Passion usurped reason, lust replaced inhibition. She had a man’s cock in her cunt, a woman’s hands on her body, and the taste of sweet cum in her mouth. Nothing existed except feeling.

Eric finally regained a bit of composure from the assault of the two women. He grabbed Daly’s waist, and started forcing her harder onto his cock. His mouth continued to assault Sherry’s pussy, making her lurch even more. His senses were reeling from the eroticism of the situation.

Something coalesced in Eric’s mind. He had had enough of the submissive role his feeling put him in. His own animal lust and dominance rose to a new height, and he grunted. Sherry knew the grunt to mean to get off. Reluctantly, she did.

In a feat of strength that surprised all three of them, Eric bodily lifted Daly off his cock, and off the ground! He sat up while still holding her that way. He then threw Daly to the side and rolled to a standing position. His cock was pointing straight up, hard as iron, and a look of pure animal lust and dominance played in his eyes.

Sherry saw the look and immediately got into a kneeling position. Her lust, too, had progressed to a new height, and her submissiveness, surfaced. Her juices were freely flowing, wetting the floor below her.

Eric’s look was directed at Daly. A low growl emanated from his throat. Daly was on her back where Eric had thrown her. She propped herself up on her elbows, meeting Eric’s stare with her own lustful glance, a growl also at her throat. The two of them growled at each other for a moment. Then Daly threw open her legs and screamed. Eric screamed and immediately fell on her, driv
ing his cock all the way in her.

Daly’s mind rebelled at the dominance exhibited by Eric. She raked
his back with her finely manicured nails, leaving trails and drawing blood. Eric’s hands cruelly held Daly’s hips in place as he mercilessly pounded her pussy with his weapon. She yelped animal sounds with each thrust, as her rebellion to this dominance manifested in a greater lust.

Sherry watched the fucking with a bit of horror. Both Daly’s and Eric’s eyes were wide and wild, like two animals. She could see the blood on Eric’s back where Daly’s nails crossed old scratch marks left by herself, Angela and Jennifer during one particularly wild night some two and a half months ago, and reopened those that had not completely healed yet. She could also see Eric’ fingers dig into Daly’s hips, and could see bruising. She hated to think what their crotches would look like after this!

Orgasm hit both of them at the same time. Both screamed, and Eric slammed his cock into her so hard that Daly screamed in pain. Eric fell on her and bit her shoulder, drawing blood. Daly bit Eric’s shoulder, also drawing blood. Eric kept slamming her with harder and harder thrusts, with Daly countering with her own ferocious thrusts, until he finished.

Daly’s own orgasm continued, and her thighs quivered from her need. Her pussy was visibly juicing, now some of Eric’s cum mixed in. Eric and Daly both threw themselves off each other. Then Eric turned his gaze to Sherry.

“Get in here!” he growled at her.

A kind of fear gripped Sherry as she complied. She had never known this level of animal lust or dominance in him before, and they had had some pretty wild encounters. She knew she could take his pounding, but his lust level was something else. She lay down in front of Eric and threw her legs open. She was still lost in her own lust and wanted to be fucked, but that fear played around her eyes. That fear grew a little when she noticed that Eric saw it for what it was.

“Your cunt is MINE, bitch!” Jason yelled at her.

“Yes, Master!” she cried.

Something snapped in Daly. “Your mouth is MINE, bitch!” she yelled at her.

Sherry’s eyes widened. A woman addressed her as a slave! Realization set in, and she looked at Eric, whose eyes also held the same realization. He smiled wickedly.

“Yes, Mistress!” Sherry cried.

Daly crawled over and placed her pussy over Sherry’s mouth as Eric positioned his iron hard cock at her cunt.

“Eat my cunt, bitch!’ Daly growled at Sherry. “Lap up Eric’s cum! Suck it out of me!”

“Yes, MistreFFF!” Sherry said, the last said as Daly slammed her pussy on her mouth.

At the same time, Eric slammed his cock into Sherry’s pussy so hard that it made her cry out in surprise. Eric then lifted her legs and started slamming her mercilessly while Daly ground her pussy into her mouth and pinching her nipples hard.

“Lap up all that cum, bitch,” Daly growled. “Drink it all. Yes, that’s it. Bite that clit! You like that, don’t you, bitch?”

Eric continued his assault on Sherry’s pussy. “You’re just a little cunt, aren’t you, bitch?” he growled.

Sherry was in heaven, even though a fear gripped her. Eric’s cum was falling into her mouth, and she was swallowing fast. Soon, she would have it in her pussy as well.

Suddenly, the dam broke for all three.

“OH, FUCK!” Daly yelled. “THE BITCH IS MAKING ME CUM! KEEP SUCKING THAT CUNT, BITCH! MAKE ME CUM HARD! OH, OH! BITE MY CLIT! MAKE ME SCREAM! AAAGGH! THAT’S IT! I’M CUMMING! TAKE IT ALL, BITCH! OH, GOD! HERE IT COMES! I-I’M CCCCUUUUUMMMING!”

“UUNNGGH, YOUR PUSSY IS SO TIGHT, BITCH!” Eric growled. “TAKE MY CUM, SLAVE! I’M CUMMING AGAIN! AAAUUUGGH!”

Sherry could not say anything as her own orgasm hit. Her mouth was busy eating Daly’s pussy, biting her clit as she commanded, and Eric held her legs in such a way that she could not thrust back. Her orgasm wracked her in such a way that she tightened every muscle in her body that made both of them cry out in surprise.

Eric and Daly exploded off of Sherry, and stood up. Daly was still cumming, her juices dripping. Eric’s cock was still spurting a little sperm. Daly yelled and jumped into Eric’s arms. Eric yelled as he caught her and buried his cock into her. He grabbed her hips and helped her slam down as they fucked to finish off their orgasms.

Three minutes later, they crumpled to the floor, passed out from their efforts and emotion. Sherry got up wobbly, and collected their clothes. She went to the bathroom and cleaned up a bit, careful around her pussy as it showed signs of bruising. She was swimming in satisfaction from that fucking!

Sherry got some wet cloths and brought them out for Eric and Daly. She placed them on their foreheads. Soon, they both revived.

“How long was I out?” Eric asked.

“About ten minutes, boss,” Sherry said.

“What happened?” Daly asked shakily.

“Are you sure you want to know?” Sherry asked as she handed her the cool rag that had fallen from her forehead.

“Yes,” she answered.

“Tell me, Daly, were you ever into B&D?”

“Me? No.”

“Were you ever dominated?”

“Um, my last boyfriend tried, but I fought so hard against it that I dominated him. He got scared and left me two days later. That was six months ago.”

“Uh huh. Well, I am a submissive to only two men, and you are the first woman to dominate me. I think you are a dominatrix, Daly. A soft-core one, to be sure, but a dominatrix nonetheless.”

“A dominatrix? I-I don’t know about that! I never-“

“Consider this: you started the sex with Eric, directing everything. When he threw you off, then came back to you, you two went after it with a ferocity I had seen only once before. You see, when two dominants fuck, as I know Eric is, and now I know you are, each will fight each other for dominance over the other. The result is a wild, violent, bloody fuck; one dominates, the other fights it, and then the two switch roles of dominant and resister. Face it: You are a mistress.”

Daly took this in while she cleaned herself, and winced when she wiped her shoulder. Eric chuckled.

“That would explain the intensity!” he said. “Look at yourself! You’re bruised around the hips!”

Daly took a look, and then smiled ruefully.

“I didn’t know this about myself, Sherry,” she said. “That may be why I haven’t had a boyfriend for the past six months. I’ll bet my ex spread rumors about me, and people I never would want to associate with were contacting me. How can I handle it?”

“I think you and Eric will have a lot to talk about, Daly Parker.”

“I think Jason should be involved. Tommy and Jerry, too.” Eric said.

“Who are they?” Daly asked.

“Friends of ours,” Sherry said. “Jerry is my boyfriend, Tommy is his friend, and Jason is the boyfriend of our dear friend Jennifer, of who your passion strikes a remarkable resemblance to. You need to meet her.”

“Why?”

“Call her our barometer, Daly. If she likes you, you will have no problem with our group. She is the one that introduced us all together. She is our bond.”

“She sounds like a special person.”

“You have no idea,” Eric mumbled.

Sherry just smiled.

“I think our business is concluded,” Eric said to Daly, a little flippantly. “I will need to see you in a couple of days once the loan is approved so we can go over the transfer of funds and where they are to go.”

“Alright,” Daly said.

“Sherry, make the appointment, will you?”

“On it boss,” Sherry said, smiling, as she left for the office to make the appointment.

Eric collected the clothes, and passed Daly’s over to her. She dressed, gingerly putting on her panties as the bruises smarted.

“I think that if we are to make love again, we will have to keep our dominance at bay,” Eric said to Daly, “or we will end up in the hospital. I don’t relish the
fact of wearing protective pads to fuck. Besides, I don’t think my back can stand too many more scratches for a while.”

Daly laughed. “I guess you’re right, Eric. Only, now that I know this about myself, how am I ever
going to find a boyfriend? Not too many men out there that would put up with this…”

“There are more than you think, Mistress Daly. The trick is to find one that suits your particular flavor of dominance.”

“Can you really help me, Master Eric?”

“I think so. The only thing you may lack is perspective. I’ll know after we talk some more. Tell me, do you have any plans tonight?”

“Not really. I was gonna go home and veg out in front of the tube…”

“Excellent. You are coming home with me. Let me make a call to Angela to have her bring Jason over tonight. We will discuss this at length. Who knows? We may be able to set you on the right path tonight!”

Daly looked at her accountant in a new light. He was a master, and helped her to find herself. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense to her. She was a mistress, in search of a submissive. That thought gave her a sense of completion, as if she knew the root of her romantic frustrations. She was really looking forward to tonight’s conversation. At least she would not have to call a cab!

Eric found another person for their group, and she needs help. Will Jason be able to help? Will she take to it responsibly? Find out in the next Chapter of “Jennifer’s World: The College Years”, coming soon!

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