July 27th, 2010 by DiQld

02-08-10
Well as you maybe aware I have just done a road trip up north. I had a ball (or two) and I am happy enough with the reception I recieved so I will definately go back. I am thinking of every 8-10 weeks. I am back in Brisbane for the next couple of weeks (at least) then I want to head to Melbourne and Sydney for a few days each. I have been thinking of going to Canberra in Spring to see the Floriade. I hear it is well worth attending if you like flowers and I do.

25-06-10

Blog of sorts is now functioning. I look forward to sharing my thoughts with you.

01-06-10

Working on getting a blog of sorts going

01-05-10

Well I have offically retired Tiffany! Poor Girl she keeps getting phone calls. So I thought it was time to change the name of the website. You can still access this website using www.tempting-tiffany.com if you must.

I will be changing the pictures on the entry screen and in the banner as soon as I have a suitable picture. and all the advertising will change shortly too.

14-04-10

I have new pictures coming… and I have added new faqs

10-04-10

I had some new photos taken yesterday so as soon as I get them ready to present I will be posting them up.  I know you are going to love them…

12-03-10

I have updated the Faqs and the Rates pages

I currently advertise on both <a href=”http://www.australian-babe.com”>www.australian-babe.com</a> <a href=”http://www.and”>and</a> <a href=”http://www.goldcoastescorts.com.au”>www.goldcoastescorts.com.au</a> and on other sites both in Australia and overseas.

You will find me using any of the following names Di, Di4u, DiQld, Tiffany. So if you google any of those name along with Brisbane you should find me!

28-02-10

Hello Again,

Well I have got my pictures up and I have now retired the lovely Tiffany from this website! Long may she live…

17-02-10 

Hi Guys,

Well I have most of the text and pages setup now with my details, if you find any errors or something you would like to see please let me know…

Tiffany is having fun in her new life but I know she is missing all the wonderful people that she got to know in this industry…

I jumped at the chance when Tiffany offered me her website because she felt comfortable that I would care for her clients as she had 😉

01-Jan-10

I intend to keep the Tempting-Tiffany name and website as I like it! However I will be using my own name to trade under as well. I will be changing the content and photos (although I like them too but they are not me!) I look forward to any input anyone has to improve the site.

Please Bear with me as I update this website with my own details over the next few weeks and look forward to sharing my photos with you.  You will know what I have changed on the site as my name will appear on the page header.

So bear with me and check this site often for the updated website and Photos of myself…

22-12-09

Tiffany has officially retired from the industry and I have purchased this site and I suppose her name. I will not be changing my name to Tiffany, but I will not be killing any of the ads in that name. I plan on keeping the name of this website as is.

July 27th, 2010 by DiQld

In general…

I  know you love me playing with your bits and I will be more willing to play with more bits if they don’t smell or taste like you have just been to the toilet or you haven’t washed in 6 weeks or drowned them in deodorant! 

If you go to the toilet or it has been more than 3 hours between showering and visiting, Your bits smell! No ifs and no buts!

Under no circumstances should you allow any lady to venture south if you have not had a shower between an intensive toilet visit and a shower!!!

Please WASH the WHOLE  area front to back. Do you know why god made your bits movable??? So your could lift them to wash the bits behind and around them!

Whilst you may think that your s*** don’t stink I can assure you that it does!  and for that matter so can your wee!

Fresh yummy smelling genitals or wee/sweaty/poopy smelling  genitals??? I prefer the former thanks.

I take great care to make sure my yummy bits are clean and fresh, please take the same care! 

All* WL’s doing incalls have a shower, soap and clean well laundered towels for YOUR use… Please use them!

 *If the WL doesn’t have these all of these available JUST LEAVE!!!!  She is not safe to see! 

Now for those of you that have never been taught to care for yourself properly or need a refresher course…

Read on…

Weeing 101

Circumcised/cut/no foreskin

1.Wash your hands needed if you have a dirty job!

2. Do your wee

3. Milk  urethra – shake, wipe on the back of your hand, squeeze, whatever!

4. take at least 1 sheet of loo paper and dab the end!

5.Wash your hands with soap!

Uncircumcised/uncut/foreskin

1. Wash your hands needed if you have a dirty job.

2. Pull your foreskin back  to reveal the eye of your penis

3. Do your wee

4. Milk  urethra – shake, wipe on the back of your hand, squeeze, whatever!

5. take at least one sheet of loo paper and dab the end!

6. Adjust foreskin to make yourself comfortable again

7. Wash your hands with soap!

Pooping 101

1. Wash your hands if you have a dirty job

2. Move your bits forward

3. Do your thinking

4. Wipe until clean!  Folding really is much better than scrunching!

5. Keep wiping till paper is clean! Yes you have to look at it! Handy for making sure you don’t have haemorrhoids too!

6. Clean the toilet if you need too!

7. Spray the air freshener if you feel the need to escape the room!

8. Wash your hands with soap!

Showering 101

1. Take clothes off

2. Turn on Hot water then adjust with cold!

3. Make sure you have facewasher/bodypuff

4. Get in shower

5. Wet down and enjoy the water

6. Wash hair if needed (needed if more than 2 days or you have a dirty job)

7. Condition hair (if longer than 2 inches or you like the smell and feel of the process)

8. Put plenty of bodywash on facewasher, lather it up

9. Wash neck and face then work down the body. Scrubbing  arms and underarms, chest, stomach, (oops I am enjoying this… Be back in 5)

Sorry Ok Back!

10. you have to wash your back too so grab the corners of the wash cloth and using a sawing action wash back or ask your closest lady to help! 

IF YOU ARE LARGER, YOU MAY HAVE TO LIFT THE SKIN TO GET INTO THE FOLDS – DONT BE SHY YOU SWEAT THERE – SO THEY SMELL TOO!

Now the most important bits! Take the face washer and add more bodywash!

11. Scrub your bums cheeks, then hips and then everything above your penis.

12. WASH YOUR PENIS – PULL BACK THE FORESKIN AND GENTLY USE THE PUFF ON ALL SKIN SURFACES. If your foreskin does not come back all the way wash as much as you can and allow the water to flush out the inside of the foreskin!

13. WASH YOUR TESTICLES – lift them and make them taught! Wash around them, over them, under them, beside them, behind them! and pay close attention to where your legs meet your body (prone to jock/sweat rash)

14. WASH YOUR ANUS AREA – IT MAY MEAN YOU HAVE TO BEND SLIGHTLY to reach the entire area…

15. Wash your legs one at a time and pay attention to your feet! 

16. Before turning the water off make sure you have rinsed properly and no bubbles remain on your body.

Your done!

Drying 101

1. After shaking/wiping down excess water in the shower

2. step out on to the mat and take the towel starting at the top of your body 

3. towel dry your hair

4. Dry your neck and chest make sure if you have skin folds to then your  arms and stomach…

5. Use a sawing motion to get your back dry.

IF YOU ARE CARRYING WEIGHT MAKE SURE YOU DRY REALLY WELL BETWEEN THE OVERHANGS.

6. Now continuing down keep finding dry areas of the towel, depending on body hair and size you may need 2 towels (it is ok to ask for or use 2 if needed)

MAKE SURE YOU ARE FULLY DRY IN AREAS LIKE BETWEEN THE TOES, SKIN FOLDS – TUMMY, BETWEEN THE TESTES AND LEGS THE END OF YOUR PENIS.  

Your done!

Deodorant 101

When we sweat naturally occurring bacteria breed and decay in the moisture it is this that makes us smell horrible! This gets on your clothes and so NO  you can not wear them twice! And YES you have to wash them with Detergent!

Fresh Sweat is actually slightly salty and can be quite erotic during sex! Unless you sweat excessively, dripping in a ladies face is NOT a turn on for her!

Two types

Antiperspirant – usually has aluminium in it and it blocks the sweat glands so it minimises sweating and has a deodorant to mask any bacteria smell! Think rexona dry.

Deodorant  –  Nothing to minimise the sweating just deodorant to mask the bacterial smell only. Think Lynx body spray. 

Applying sprays/perfumes for sexual liaisons…

1. They taste horrible!

2. No matter which you choose to use apply only to the recommended areas.

Aftershave  AND  perfumes – the face and neck or just a dab at the base of your neck  and SMALL AMOUNTS – don’t drown yourself in it! Less is more

3. DO NOT SPRAY ANTIPERSPERANT TO YOUR ENTIRE BODY!!!! IT TASTES HORRIBLE! Avoid Nipples, stomach, NEVER SPRAY ON YOUR GENITALS!

4. Hold the can away from your body the length of your wrist to your elbow ( around 20 centimetres)when you spray and spray for about 2-5 seconds .

Heavier men might like to obtain some prantal powder to apply a light dusting to DRY skin in the folds to reduce sweating.

This powder and the like can also be used in the jock area very good in summer. 

Whilst this is in jest – it is also for real! Never be embarrassed to say I would like a shower.

Well I hope this has helped you all. It has been something that I have noticed for years but till now was not motivated to do the list! 

I will be doing more 101’s when I get a chance.

Kisses Di

July 20th, 2010 by DiQld

Leaving Rockvegas on my way  home in the Rain!!!!

Rockhampton Monday 26th and Tuesday 27th

No idea where I am going to stay I thought I would wing it this time! Well I chose what appeared a very nice motel on George street Villa Capri. It was not as nice as it looked. The room was ok on first appearance, I asked for a ground floor and I got the disabled room. The room was ok! but by the first hour I had decided that I was not staying here again. I am fairly fussy where I stay and where I see clients and I knew I would be apologising for this room… I do not like fully tiled Floors in a motel room nor do I like only primary colored bedspreads!  I realise that the tiles may have been for the wheelchair issues but it is so Old Hat and Wheelchair bound people deserve nice appointments in a room too!  Bunker lights attached to the walls as bedside Lights! A wardrobe the size of a very small broom Closet!  A Sofa Bed – where the cushions were sagged in the centre of the sofa! The Microwave was 5 ft off the ground! the 20inch anaologue CRT TV was also too and the remote did not turn it off or on properly so you have to turn it on/off from the tv. The VCR is only 4ft off the ground tho – Bonus!  This was not going to be a great stay! 

After I had unpacked I went and asked for a couple of extra towels as I normally shower at least twice a day anyway.  The guy actually asked why I wanted extra towels!  who does that? I looked at him as if he was stupid and replied ‘To dry myself!”  I should have moved hotels then but I didn’t!  I had limited my clients due to my upper back being sore from battling the head winds the last couple of days anyway so thought it would be fine. I ordered a room service breakfast and asked for the whites to be cooked when I recieved my breakfast this morning  The plate and contents were cold! the eggs had runny whites  EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! after I finished dry retching (I really cant deal with runny whites!) I grabbed the cold bacon and sandwiched it between 2 slices of toast and ate that. I was so upset I wrote them a note about how to warm plates and that they should read notes that clients write on their breakfast menu!

I oganised a massage this morning at 3 pm and then I went and bought a couple of shirts from my favorite shop in Rocky then I went and got some dinner and upon my return I was told that I was not to conduct business from his rooms and that although he was not throwing me out now if he saw any men entering my room he would ring the police and have me removed! I said excuse me? he then showed me á print out of the front page and rates page of my website. and again said he did would not have me working from his rooms.  I pointed out that I was not doing anything illegal and the they most likely the police would not make me leave. As he was getting quite animated and I had no further bookings anyway, I decided that it was not worth the agro, so didnt bother mentioning the anti- discrimination commission. I could understand if I was being indiscreet by having large numbers of appointments or appointments back to back.  Some people can be really silly! So I have since gone over and finalised my account and bought a couple of drinks, and acted as if nothing is wrong. But I will be glad to leave here as much as he will be glad to see me go!     come on 6am!

Mackay Saturday 24th and Sunday 25th

I got going about 10:30 and made Mackay for lunch.  Had a drink and somethng to eat at Mackay Harbour that is lovely there! If you ever get to Mackay it is worth the drive out there for Lunch. This weekend I took a couple of RnR days to spend with Friends,  So no stories here!

Left Mackay at about 8:30am by the time I fuelled up and got going. uneventful trip to Rocky, again missed heaps of calls. Although I did make up  2 verses of a rhyme… and made really good time coming down.

Bowen Friday 23rd

Arrived in Bowen and it was windy!  I found the motel and was impressed by this small unassuming motel but after I checked in the room was amazing!  The staff were really nice, and there was a recliner in my room and a lovely big bed. The hotel was beautifuly appointed and very very clean and I felt really comfortable there. I had an appointment later in the evening so I went for a ride and found this cute little dog who decided that my front wheel would make a great chew toy! I was travelling at 50klm. I was very pleased that I managed to stop with the back tyre locking up before I squished the dog and then I was able to take off again before the dog realised it!  That was far too exciting for such a small town!

I took the bike back to the motel a different way  (no dogs) and walked up to the local mexican for dinner. then back to the motel for desert and off to sleep.  

Townsville Tuesday 20th, Wednesday 21st, Thursday 22nd

The ride to Townsville was pretty good! uneventful and a beautiful day.  Townsville has really changed since I was last there! The strand is fantastic… I stayed in a hotel on the strand and they were super nice. I would be happy to stay there again. I caught up with a mate I hadnt seen for many years and we had a steak for lunch at the seaview hotel, I have to tell you it was one of the best steaks I have had in many years!  Better than the Breakie Creek or the Story Bridge in Brisbane.

I rode to Castle Hill and walked upto the highest lookout and took a few snaps, and rode around town trying to find the places that I remember from the last time I was there. it has totally changed and I could not find anything really.

Newspaper advetising is an interesting beast! The number of calls are incredible,  but you dont really get to chat with the callers. I think I need to stop feeling guilty about not being able to speak to everyone that calls.

Weird story!

I was booked for an overnighter and he seemed ok!  then when he was due there was a knock on the door and a genteman that really didnt look like what I was expecting was standing there. after I invited him him he said he was there to see Emily… I was suprised he had forgotten my name as he had been texting for a few days and earlier booking had to be moved,  I replied my name was Di and he said he was there to see Emily and for some reason I asked if his name was Eric? he said No. I asked why he was there and he said he was the same as me a hooker! well you could have blown me over with a feather!  I mean he was about 40 with a pot belly in an old cap and older t-shirt and stubby shorts and thongs! didnt particurlary look very clean either… all I could think was wow I was thinking No way would I pay you! he explained that he was trying to exit his current industry and thought this would help him get out quicker.  I didnt have the heart to tell him he needed to improve alot of things in order to be a male pro.  He said that it looked like we had been had and I replied yes it looks that way! he left!  I was disapointed at the loss of income but all I could do was laugh! and think of Eric/Emily and how he must have so wanted to be a fly on the wall when he set this up! Poor bugger! he missed out on the hilarity! hehehe That was my last night in Townsville!  What a memory to treasure!  Thanks Eric  I have finally met a male pro!

I left Townsville without fanfare but with a sense of sadness that I was essentially on my way home… But on to Bowen. 

Mackay – Sunday 18th and Monday 19th
I got a late start from Gladstone. I made a wrong turn in town and ended up doing a circuit! Only added a couple of minutes tho… I arrived in Mackay about an hour and a half after I wanted to be there and when I checked in I was truly surprised by the lovely room I had. (I would tell you here but you never know who is reading this! – just contact me if you want to know which hotel)

I was waiting to see a particular person that had expressed an interest on a forum, but I dont think I saw him, but we will see…
On Sunday night the phone didnt stop but it was mainly just enquiry sadly! But the main purpose of this trip is to get my name known up here and to ride my bike for 11 days…. I will be happy to cover costs and make my normal budget! Well I have to go because I am needed elsewhere 😉 lol

Gladstone – Saturday 17th July
I threw my very heavy bag on the back of the Bike and excitedly rode out of the drive… I was finally off on my 11 day road trip! I fuelled up the bike and checked the tyres, and it really didn’t strike me the enormity of what I was doing until I passed the Maleny turnoff. I had a pretty uneventful ride up really. I stopped at a roadhouse and there were some bikers there (real outlaw Bikers!!!!) and they asked me to join them for breakfast… I did! I could never go out with a real biker I decided! that will happily stay a fantasy 😉

I arrived in Gladstone to find I had had a huge response to my ad. over 30 missed Calls! Well I checked in and sat down and dragged the computer out and got the work gear out – stockings, lingerie, heels, makeup, toiletries, with my ears still ringing, I started responding to the calls with my details via SMS. but as fast as I was dealing with the days missed calls I had more calls coming in! eventually I gave up! but not before I had answered at least 10 calls from males extremely intoxicated and hard to understand… Then I got a call from 3 guys wanting to pay me a fortune to go to their place (cause they couldn’t drive- “we are too drunk”) so they could “hammer me” Hmmm I politely declined! and they were ok with that even tho they were “really cashed up and wanting to play” they were going to ring other girls…

July 16th, 2010 by DiQld

Well I have just had a pretty impromptu visit to Melb…
Work up here in Brisbane was quiet and I was feeling so unloved, with just 2 days notice to my guys in Melb I hoped on a plane and headed south.
I have to say a very big thank you to the lovely guys I caught up with in Melb, I had the best time and I feel reinvigorated and very loved again.
I do have a funny story from this recent trip tho.

I had been in contact with a lovely gentleman (John! that I was yet to meet) and so we made the appointment for 2pm the next day.

All was well I got up early (it was still dark at 7am… eeeeek what is with that!) and headed to dockside to catch the amazing bodies exhibition, it was 12pm and I got a text from Johns phone saying that John had just passed away! I am standing there in the middle of dead, dissected and plasinated people and animals thinking is this a joke? my response was automatic… I text back “sorry? What?” I was due to meet John in 2 hours and someone (probably his wife) had sent a message to Johns afternoon delight informing me he was dead? I got a response less than 15 mins later that he had had a massive coronary and had not survived!

After I managed to pick my mouth up off the floor and send a sorry to the mystery person on Johns phone, the situation hit me! he was probably getting ready for our appointment (he had a ways to come).
I decided that God had really looked after me during the week…
– He had sent me all the guys I wanted to see 😉
– I got to see an exhibition I had missed in Brisbane,
– I contacted a Brisbane girlfriend and it turned out she was also in Melb (we caught up and had dinner together)
– I also got to catch up with the very Busty Bella and a client…
– and finally saved me from having to ring an ambulance for a client having a massive coronary during sex!

All in all it was a fantastic week….

Kisses Di

July 6th, 2009 by Tiffany

She sat on the bluff, watching the sea below, waves pounding the cliffs, the wind was cold and cutting, whipping her hair around her, tangling the amber coloured, silken locks, but she felt none of it. Her mind was else where, she wondered how many lives she had lived, how much pain she had suffered, how much pain she had caused. She smiled tightly and again vowed never to love again.

She closed her eyes, the long black lashes grazed her milky white skin, she took a deep breathe, drinking in the salty air, she tilted her face upto the sky and started to sing, her voice was pure and crystal clear, hypnotic. Suddenly a cry sounded in the distance, her call was answered, a noise that could be heard in the distance came closer and closer, swooshhh, swooshhh, swooshhhh, a glimper of light caught the creatures scales, turning it’s body into was seemed like liquid fire, her piercing red eyes, scanned the horizon and saw her friend on the bluff, she turned lazily, opening her mouth wide and let out a blaze of flames, the dragon’s scales where a burnished bronze, eyes ruby red, a truly awesome sight to behold. The dragon dove straight towards the bluff, pulling up slightly just before the cliff’s edge, wings outstretched beating lazily, legs extended displaying razor sharp talons, before settling daintily before Rebecca. Her long neck craned forward and gently nuzzled Rebecca’s hair. Rebecca’s graceful hand extended and caressed the Dragons silken nose, though they could not communicate in words, their minds touched together, thinking in pictures. Rebecca closed her eyes, showing the dragon scenes of pictures that was flooding through her mind, from when she was a child happily playing, to when she was cursed by a gypsy, turning her into a living dead being, forever to walk the world, from one century into the next, watching everyone she loved die around her, whilst she lived, doomed for eternity to be alone.

Rebecca’s heart ache was almost unbearable, she would willingly throw herself off the cliff, if she knew it would result in her death, but she knew better than to try…for it would be to no avail. Tears started to course down her face, another love was lost and she was powerless to help, powerless to stop death, she could do nothing but to watch in horror and watch her beloved die, his lifes blood seeping into the ground…

Other images played through her mind, happier times, where she lowered her guard after a 150 years and allowed anothers heart touch hers once again, letting the light shine into her soul, where only darkness once before resided. Fire and Ice she whisphered..and the images kept playing through her mind..sneaking out into the snow and filling a glass full off ice, returning to the warm bed..only to lean forward and take an ice crystal and run it down the neck of her beloved, watching him jump awake, before a smile played over his lips, settling once more, deeper into the bed, waiting for what pleasures was to come.

The ice was trailed down his back, followed by her warm tongue, lazily following the pattern of the iced water that melted, trickling here and there..he turns over and smiles up at her, reaches forward and slides her jumper off, exposing her bare breasts to his roving eyes, his hand extends to the glass and retrieves an ice cube, placing it into his mouth, letting his mouth and tongue become icy cold, before raising himself up and taking a nipple into his mouth…she remembers gasping in pleasure, arching her back, thinking this is not the way it was ment to happen, his head turns and takes the other nipple into his mouth and she shudders in pleasure, feeling herself grow wetter..wanting..

He retrieves another ice cube and slides it between my legs. Slowly he pushes he ice cube in and out..I close my eyes and he leans over me and kisses my eyelids, moving down to my lips. Our lips meet and then I feel the ice inside me. It chills me to the bone. He starts to kiss me deeper, more hungrily, my hand slides down to his hard cock, I start to rub up and down gently feeling the silky hardness against the palm of my hand.

He spreads my legs, draping my right leg over his body, whilst his hand slides down to my hot pussy, the ice has long since melted, he starts to rub my clit up and down, joining in unison as I rub his hard cock. My breathe starts to come in gasps and before I loose myself, I lean back and grab an ice cube. I pass it to my righ hand. I press it to his cock and stoke up and down. He stops moving and body tenses up…swiftly in one motion he is above me, he reaches around and grabs my ass..pulling me onto his cold hard cock and gasp in pleasure as I feel it slide smoothly inside me.
Our bodies rock together, grinding slowly, I press my lips against his…and slide my tongue into his mouth, he eases his cock out of my pussy, I wimper in protest against his lips, but he smiles as he looks into my eyes, he takes his hard cock in one hand and rubs it up and down my pussy, it’s slick, drenched, wet, he does this over and over again, until I start to ache, wanting his hard cock inside me. I wrap my legs around his hips and he finally allows the head of his cock to slide inch by slow inch inside me, I start to raise my hips, grabbing onto his shoulders, wanting his cock, deeper inside me, wanting him to fuck me hard, until I cum all over his cock, within moments, he loses the little control he had left and starts to fuck me deeper and deeper, each thrust becomes harder, until I scream in pleasure and he shudders in pleasure, emptying himself deep inside me…he lays ontop of me heaving, both our bodies are covered in sweat, I hold him tight and wish this moment would go on forever..but nothing is forever..
Rebecca’s eyes snap open, her breathe hisses out, that’s it, fire and ice! If she could get a vial of the dragon’s blood and empty it onto her beloved’s lifeless body, the dragons blood will be like life’s blood, seeping into him, blood like a raging fire, racing through his veins..giving him life once again..
As images flinted through her mind, the great dragon nodded her head wisely, raised on foot off the ground and using it’s jagged talon, sliced a small tear on her hind leg, letting blood seep out, quickly Rebecca retrieved a vial out of her bag and collected the precious blood, before patting the great dragon on her side and racing off, back to the village, where her beloved’s body lay….to bring him the gift of life….

June 22nd, 2009 by Tiffany

He sat up and shook his head, his hands reached up and cradled his head, the
movement sent shock waves of pain through his body, he turned his head and tried to
spit out the dirt that was encrusted in his mouth, but found his mouth to be dry,
he groaned in agony as he tried to stand, sinking back onto the ground, breathing
rapidly he closed his eyes momentarily, trying to regain composure. He remembered
crashing through the woods, tripping and rolling down the embankment, he remembered
the blinding pain tearing through his body as his head struck a rock at the bottom.
He frantically tried to remember the events before but there was nothing, a dark
void. He opened his eyes and screamed, but the sound was only came out as a harsh
gargling sound, tears steamed down his face and he cursed his momentary weakness.
Gradually his laboured breathing became more controlled and instincts took over, he
tried to piece together what lead him to be running through the woods.

His last memory was a woman, straddled above him, poised with a needle in
hand, murmuring “it will all be alright, relax”, he had managed to tear free one of
the restraints and knock her out of the way, moments before the needle was to enter
his arm. He saw her crash into the desk, her temple striking the edge, before
slumping into the ground. He knew he only had moments before the sound alerted
others and quickly untied his restraints, vaulting off the table, adreniline pumping
through his body, he made his way to the window, picking up a chair as he went by
and threw it will all his force, the sound of shattering glass resounded through the
small room, and along with that, sirens, cursing, he vaulted up onto the bench under
the window and crawled through, swinging his legs over, dropping to the ground, he
started running instantly, hearing shouts and dogs barking in the distance, he must
make it to the river or he would be captured.

As he ran, thoughts raced through his mind, how could she betray him? how could he
have been so gullible, they all warned him, this profession left no room for family,
friends or women, no distractions. He now knew why she knew him so well, why she
fed him all he craved.. because she was the same, a mercenary. A very beautiful
one. She knew his weaknesses and attacked them, thoroughly, destroying his defenses
with her feminine charms.

Anger coarsed through him, giving him a surge of energy, he could hear bullets been
fired in the distance, but knew they were no threat, for the moment, he pressed on
harder, faster, using skills honed by years of practise, he thought he knew it all,
from injecting scum with heroin, or the crank,using disgarded old syringes over and
over again, he never cared, they were disposable, he would place a Zippo lighter
under the spoon and drop the chunk of Crank into it followed by a syringe full of
water. He would stirred the Crank as it bubbled away, watching the look of terror in
the scum bag’s eyes.. he would take it off the heat and dropped a cotton ball into
the liquid crank. The heroin was low level street quality and this process was
necessary to filter the impure particles from the mix. He would draw in the potion
from the centre of the ball and flicked the syringe top to expell the air trapped in
the chamber. “Ready for the truth serum ” he’d say, and place the needle between his
teeth while he viciously tied the scum’s forearm with the necktie tourniquet.

He would deftly inserted the needle into their vein with
the precision of a veteran hospital matron. He would drew back cautiously on the
syringe plunger and the inlet of blood indicated a safe penetration to proceed with
the injection, then pressed convincingly on the plunger
and delivered the stupefying concoction deep into their vein,
before releasing the tourniquet restraint and allowing the drug to reach their
heart, and once there having access to every fibre of their body. With regular
doses, their craving would reach fever pitch..and tell him everything, then, when he
was done, he would calmly place the Glock to their temple and fire. Dispensable.

The thought of drugs made him think of Rhianna, if infact that was her real name.
She was a drug, coursing through his blood, living only for her, for when they would
meet next. He momentarily visited their last night together..dinner..he had cooked a
beautiful dinner, afterwards in the candle light, she looked like an angel, he
leaned forward and touched his lips to her. She had pulled back slightly, before
abandoning herself to the sensations, was that all fake too he wondered? before
memories flooded through his mind once again, she sighed against his outh, then
opened her own to him. Hungrily.. He tongue slid into her mouth, tasting her
sweetnss, like nectar, the contact sensitising every part of his body.

He remembered pulling her away slighly, to sweep the table clean, glasses, crockery
crashing to the floor unheaded, the only urgency he had was to take Rhianna hard and
fast. Her skin was satiny smooth, like silk, and his temperature again went up a
notch, when he slid her closer still, he almost expected a shower of sparks, instead
her skirt rode upto her hips and he pressed against her harder, pushing her back
onto the table completely, she opened her knees willingly, moans of passion escaping
her lips. The only thng separating them, as far as flesh to flesh was concerned,
was her sexy black pantihose, with a black seam running up the back of her legs,
teamed with black stilletos – hot. He pressed her closer to him, soft breasts to
muscled chest, he could feel her heart racing and smiled in satisfaction, her arms
wrapping themselves around his neck as they kissed deeper and deeper, harder and
harder. His hand wondered down and felt the heat coming out of her crotch, he
ripped the pantihose off, giving him direct access to her steaming hot pussy. He
dragged his lips away from her mouth and moved down, bending his head until he was
level with her beautiful pussy, slowly, leisurely, his mouth and tongue began to
explore the wetness, feeling her writher beneath his touch, knowing she was close,
her hands grabbing his head and dragging it harder into her pussy, wanting more.
“Fuck me” he heard her whisper, “fuck me hard now”, he couldn’t take anymore, he
pulled back and yanked down his jeans and pants in one movement, not taking time to
take his shoes off, he dragged her by the hips closer to the edge of the table, so
the tip of his cock could feel the wetness of her pussy, feeling the heat coming
straight off her, slowly he rubbed the head of his cock, up and down her swollen
clit, watching her head thrash from side to side, trying to get him to enter into
her, slowly, he sank an inch into her, paused momentarily before thrusting deep and
hard into, fucking her slowly and deliberately, filling her up to the hilt, before
picking up the pace faster and faster, only emptying himself into her after hearing
hear screams of passion….

It was then he lost his footing, plunging down the raving into a ditch, cursing her
again, over and over in his mind as he tumbled over rocks and branches before his
head struck a rock…

“bitch” he muttered as he pulled himself upright, payback will be a bitch.

April 25th, 2009 by Tiffany

They were speeding down the highway towards the next town,its certainly
Wouldn’t do pulling up infront of the bank in the black mustang, best to knock off a car, then pick up his baby later, Clancy patted the dashboard of his car, “good girl Christine”, a name he had christened her, she gotten him out of many  hairy situations  in the passed.  “What?” Chris said, “nothing” Clancy returned, “now remember the plan?” , “yeah yeah” Chris replied, this isn’t exactly my first
job,”no” Clancy said, “it isn’t, but its going to be the biggest this town’s ever heard of”, both brothers laughed simultaneously, “why didn’t you bring dad in on this one Clancy?” Chris ask, quickly Clancy’s laughter was cut off, “no reason” he retorted.

Before long they were in the shopping lot of the local shopping
center, it was so quiet a cannon could have been fired down the center and not hit a soul, Clancy popped the boot and both brothers quickly stepped out of the car, he retrieved two bags and closed the boot, he scanned the parking lot and headed towards a non descript station wagon, Chris two steps behind him, he headed for the drivers side and within 5 seconds was in, Chris hopped in the passenger side, he
looked at his watch “new record Clancy”, Clancy smiled tightly but didn’t say a word, pulled out of the parking lot and headed back down the freeway.  Springfield the sign flashed before their eyes, he made a left, right and left before pulling in front of the National Australia Bank, Clancy leaned forward and clapped his brother on his back, “its show time”, Chris laughed  before reaching for the sports bag on
the back seat, he unzipped the bag and passed Clancy a clown mask, hand gun and a leather brief case, before pulling out his own fright night mask.  Both brothers slowly exited the car and strolled nonchalantly towards the entrance of the bank, the adrenaline was pumping through Clancy, this would be the moment he would show them all, no longer just the “dodge”, but the “master”.  He could taste the victory in his mouth, savoring each second, this was better than any other drug he had
tried, this was the ultimate high, he longed to throw back his head and laugh, to extend his arms out and spin crazily around in circles, but the job was at hand, taking deep breathes he steadied his excitement and slowly walked to the front door, he knew Chris was steps away, ten paces to the counter, that was all, he practiced this countless of times before, just ten paces between him and millions of dollars.
He vividly remember the feel of the timber door under his hand, cool and solid, yet gave way at his touch and opened, fluidly he pushed the mask down his face, the ghoulish smile of the clown, frozen for eternity, across his own face that hid another smile.

He strode confidently to the counter, brief case swinging from one hand, gun secured to in the other, as he approached the counter he raised his gun and pointed it to the teller, his eyes slamming into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, his mouth gaped open, as he struggled to contain the emotions that were flooding through him, “the wages” he managed to gasp out, his eyes skimmed down the blouse
that announced her name “Rhianna”.  Rhianna coolly looked at Clancy and said sure would you like that in bundles of hundred, fifties or twenties? Clancy couldn’t believe it, here he was waving a gun infront of her and she asks how he wanted it bundled?, he smiled under his mask, this lady had guts, “the lot” Clancy retorted.
Rhianna spun around on her heel and walked to the safe, returning moments later with
two suit cases,  Clancy eyed them suspiciously, he waved the gun to the bags then the counter, “on the counter and open them up, fast!”, unfazed in the least, Rhianna placed the bags on the counter and opened them up, before him was two bags full of cash and a note, he leaned forward closer to read what it said: Don’t acknowledge this note, just do as I ask , demand that I be your hostage and take me with you.  Please.  R

He looked up incredulously, she couldn’t be serious! Then he looked into her eyes and realised he would do anything this woman asked him to, the fact astounded him, before he could change his mind, he looked at Rhianna and snapped, “you, pick up those bags and come with me!”, a choking sound emitted from the corner, he swung around and saw Chris, he had forgotten all about him!, “head out”, he motioned to
Chris.  Chris shook his head disbelievingly but realised time was running out, time to get out and figure out what his brother was up to later. 

They exited the bank, Chris in the lead, followed by Rhianna, who was sobbing, a gun held by Clancy pressed to her back.  Chris looked
bewildered, they had no plans to take hostages; he shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and jumped into the car, Rhianna and Clancy close behind.

Within moments there were heading off in the direction of the safe house, as planned Clancy pulled over and let Chris out, who had another vehicle waiting, “hope you know what you are doing” was his parting shot before Clancy screeched back onto the road.  He looked back in the mirror and Rhianna was sitting there, she smiled at him and said, “I am a bad girl and all bad girls have a story to tell”, with that her
hand slipped between her legs, she was wearing crotchless panties and stockings with suspenders, Clancy wondered if all bank tellers wore the same sexy underwear beneath their business suits.  He kept driving along, with a destination in mind, he kept on glancing in the mirror, hopelessly, watching her stroking her beautiful waxed pussy,
her finger sliding in and out slowly, her lips were parted, beautiful red glossy lips, that emitted sounds of carnal pleasure, every now and then she would take her fingers and slowly bring them to her lips, tasting, Clancy was dying to know how what she tasted like, his pants were becoming uncomfortable and he shifted to make room for what felt like the hundredth time, Riahnna lent forward, legs slightly apart
giving him unobstructed view to her  pussy that was glistening wet, she placed her finger in his mouth and whispered throatily in his ear, “taste me”.  Clancy’s mouth opened and tasted the sweetness, he groaned, she was killing him. She continued to talk to him, telling him how she always fancied bad, rugged men, men that would lead her astray, men that would break down the walls she had built, letting loose the real Rhianna. Bad Rhianna.

She had always lead a sheltered life, but yearned for something that was just beyond her grasp, today she saw an opportunity and took it, letting her wonton side break to the surface. For the first time in her 28 years, she felt truly alive, she felt the blood coursing through her body, she felt her nipples tingle and harden and she felt herself grow wet, she was helpless against the urge to touch herself, to fuel
the fires that raged within her, she wanted this man to take her unlike she had been taken before.

Moments later Clancy swerved off the road and headed down an unused fire trail, if this was going to continue any longer, he would blow right there and then in his pants.  The rangers disused cabin came into view and he pulled in behind the old shed, he slid out of the car and went around to the back door, opening the door for Rhianna.  Wordlessly she got out, she had taken off her skirt, shirt and jacket,
leaving her standing there in sexy black heels, stockings and suspenders, black lacy bra that hugged her beautiful breasts.  His eyes racked her from top to bottom, he wanted this beautiful woman, unlike he wanted another woman before.  Lust at first sight.  He would crawl over broken glass, only to have a moment with her, to feel his hard cock in her silky wet pussy. 

Rhianna pointed to the bag of cash in the car and said “we will be needing that”, puzzle he brought he took the bag out from the back and walked towards the cabin, she was a few paces behind him.  He pushed opened the door and made his way to the bedroom, he placed the bag on the bed and turned to face her.  Wanting to feel her body craddled against his, to feel her softness melt against his body.  Willingly,
She made her way into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him, molding her body against his, she grinded her hips against his crotch, leaving him with no uncertainty to what she wanted. Her head came closer towards his, till inches separated their lips, slowly with the tip of her tongue; she traced his bottom lip, before slanting her lips against his to kiss him softly,
He parted his lips willingly, allowing he to explore at random, kissing softly, gently, then harder until they both stood there panting.  She eased away from him and made her way to the bed, she picked up the bag of money and before he could protest, opened the bag and tipped all the money out onto the bed.  She looks at him and said, “I always wanted to know what it felt like to fuck on a million dollars”.

Clancy laughed, who was he to deny this lady her fantasy; his was coming true right before his eyes.  Without a moments delay he stripped his clothes off and made his way to the bed, pushing her knees up against the bed until she felt backwards, onto the pile of money that had been scattered.  His hands moved over her body, enjoying the feel of the silken skin beneath his fingertips, long fingers slid the straps of the bra down and deftly moved his hands behind her back, unclasping her bra, releasing her breasts to his hungry gaze, his head swooped forward and took one hard nipple in his mouth, then giving the other the same attention.  Rhianna moaned longingly, her head was thrown back in passion, her fingers tangling themselves through his hair, she arched up against him, feeling his hardness against her silky
smooth thigh, she tried to position herself under him, wanting to feel his hard cock in her, but he evaded her skillfully, wanted to prolong their pleasure. He wanted to taste her again, he moved his way down her body, kissing her, stroking her body lightly until he made his way at the junction of her thighs, he dipped his head and kissed her inner thighs lightly, whilst his finger rubbed her clit, she arched up
against his fingers wanting more, dragging his head down towards pussy, wanting his mouth to taste, lick, stroke.  He happily obliged darting his tongue here and there tracing her beautiful pussy, alternating pressure, tasting her sweet nectar in his mouth, loving the way her nails dug into his shoulders, her moans becoming more
desperate, her legs wrapped around him. 

He knew he could wait no longer, he got to his knees and looked down at Rhianna, slick with sweat and $100 notes stuck to her, her eyes were glazed in passion, her hair fanned around, he had never seen such a beautiful sight.  He took his hard cock and rubbed it against her swollen clit, feeling the wetness coat the head, he could
feel the heat radiate from her and groaned in frustration.  One thrust found him cocooned in her tight, hot, wet, pussy, her legs wrapped around his waist and she was begging to be fucked harder.  Slowly in the age old rhythm he built up momentum, her hips lifting up, matching his rhythm perfectly, as if they had been lovers for years, her gasps became shorter, her breathing deepened and he knew she was close,
one last hard thrust saw her screaming, head thrown back,nails digging into his shoulders, his own body shuddered in response, cumming like he had never cum before, as if his soul was emptying into her very being.

He collapsed ontop off her, heaving, before rolling off, spent, he looked up at the ceiling and thought, yes there is a god and began to laugh, he turned and faced her and asked..”how would you like to be my partner in crime?”, Rhianna laughed in delight, bad Rhianna was born

April 21st, 2009 by Tiffany

She was standing at the bus stop, he couldn’t see much of her, other than
the delightful smile on her face, the way she tilted her head up and
caught the occassional stray raindrop that dared to trespass passed the
umbrella, the way her tongue snaked out and caught the drop made him
shudder with desire, thinking how such a seductive mouth and those lips
would taste like against his mouth. He smiled slightly and laughed to
himself as he had no intention of catching any buses, but something about
this lady had captivated his attention. On closer scrutiny, he noticed
she had long wavy hair, he closed his eyes and imagined the silky strands
wrapped around his fingers as he pulled her closer to him. Her eyes were
a deep blue, her skin porceline white, he noticed she was elegantly
dressed with a brief case clutched in one hand, his eyes skimmed down
lower and took in her daintly ankles and impossibly high heel shoes. Just
then the siren turned and stared right into his eyes, he felt desire shoot
down to his loins, something he had not felt in a long time, “would you
like to share”? he stared at her with a vacant look on his face and
stuttered, “share”?, she laughed and gestured to her umbrella, “yes, share
my umbrella, your getting a little wet there”, he was so engrossed in
staring at this beautiful creature, he failed to notice it was raining
heavier and getting soaked. Gathering his wits, he grinned in a cheeky
manner and sauntered over, slipping beside her. He could smell her
intoxicating perfume and leaned closer, his hand accidently brushing
against hers, an electric current went through him and he jumped, he took
pleasure in noting the blush that stole across her cheeks and knew she was
not unaffected either. His hand reached out involuntarily and brushed
away a stray hair that grazed her cheek, the strand felt silken to his
touch and his hand lingered longer than necessary. They stood awqardly
for a few moments, each lost in their own lustful thoughts, before she
asked, “where are you going?” he gazed helpessly into those beautiful blue
eyes and muttered,”anywhere you are going”. She leaned forward and
whispered throatily in his ear, ” I normally don’t do this type of thing,
but there is something about you…” her voice trailed off, she cleared
her throat and started over again, “do you have somewhere we could go?”.
He stared dumbfounded,unable to believe, his wildest dreams had come
true,”well there is the Stamford up the road a bit I believe?”, quickly
she grabbed his hand, giggling, both started running up the street,
passers by stared at them and wondered what the rush was…if they only
knew. They rounded the corner and almost knocked over a portly old man,
they muttered apologies and raced up to the door, slowing down to a more
sedate pace, they waltzed up to the counter, he cleared his throat and
asked, “your best suite please”, the receptionist stared at them both for
a moment, taking in their excited smiles and noted their hand holding,
“will that be the honeymoon suite?” she asked brightly, the pair looked at
each other and burst out laughing, “certainly” he said…”the honeymoon
suite it is” The receptionist smile and said, “there will be
complimentary champagne, chocolates and strawberries sent to your room,
name please?” both looked at each other and giggled again, “umm errr Mr
and Mrs Delaney”, the receptionisted reached down and handed them the key
after the necessary swiping of the credit card. The walked briskly to the
elevator and up to the 24th Floor, walked into the room and their was a
beautiful four poster bed, drapped in silk, satin and lace, the
furnishings were sumptious and decadent, as they walked around, a knock at
the door sounded, champagne, chocolates and strawberries were brought
in…he walked to the door and let the waiter out, before placing a do not
disturb sign on the door. He spun around slowly, shy all of a sudden, he
couldn’t believe this was happening, this is stuff dreams are made off,
she beconed him to her, long, elegant fingers extended, wiggling their
impatients. Three strides saw him before her, he gently tilted her head
back and lowered his head until his lips met hers, how soft they were,
they willingly parted and both started to kiss passionatley, flames
igniting instantly. Feverishly, they both fumbled with each others
clothes, soon there was a pool of pants, dress, shirt, tie, coats and
shoes on the floor, his hands skimmed over her body lightly, delighting
when he felt her shudder, he marveled how soft her skin felt, like satin,
he drank in the heady smell of her perfume, he pulled her closer to him
and felt her body fit hers perfectly, they started to sway and he sang a
song into her ear,the romantic he was “Strangers in the night exchanging
glances, wondering in the night,what were the chances,we’d be sharing
love, before the night was through..”he spun her around, until her knees
were pressed up against the bed and gently pushed her forward until she
tumbled backwards, her bare breasts begged to be touched and licked and he
happily obliged, the tip of his tongue flicking over the peaks of her
nipples, until they hardened, he cupped their fullness and stoked them
gently, moans of pleasure were coming through her throat, her hands
involuntarily reached out and started to stoke his head, fingers skimming
over his shoulders, he felt himself harden even more, he hoped he lasted,
but this lady was different, felt different, felt as he belonged to her,
as if they had been lovers in a passed life, now reunited once again. His
other hand was playing with her other nipple, fingers delicatley playing
and hardening, then gently skimming down her side and back up again, over
and over again, until her hips started to rise and the moans became
louder. Her eyes were clouded in passion, she had never felt this way
before, so wanton, so brazen, yet she ached for more, she grabbed is head
and pushed it lower between the junction of her legs, once there he looked
up and smiled at her, he extended one finger and ran it down her beautiful
pussy lips, feeling the slick wetness at his touch, again he repeated the
movement gently, carefully watching her eyes, “is this want you want
beautiful”? he asked, she nodded soundlessly and he continued the
maddening torchure, until he couldn’t wait any longer, lowered his head
and with the tip of his tongue ran it up and down, gently then more firm,
altering pressure, tasting the sweet nectar on his tongue, he plunged his
tongue deep inside her and she arched her back and wimpered in pleasure.
He didn’t know how much longer he could last, he longed to slide his
raging hard cock, into her pussy, to feel her muscles clench around him,
while he stroked them both over the edge into oblivion. He felt her
muscles clench and tighten aroun him, he knew she was close and stopped,
her breathing had become more rapid, her nails digging into his flesh in
pleasure and pain. He raised himself way from her, kissed his way back up
to her lips and kissed her passionatley, letting her taste herself on his
lips, she wimpered in pleasure, her finger tips running over his shoulders
and back and down again, until they made their way to his hard cock, she
let out a groan as she felt his hardness and silky hard length slide in
and out of her hand, he reached down and eased her hand away, whispered,
“no..wait..” He moved over her, balancing himself on his hands, lowering
his hips until the tip of his cock felt her wetness, he groaned in
pleasure and frustration, denying himself the urge to plunge into her deep
and hard, she raised her hips in response and the head of his cock slid in
every so slowly, inch at a time, savouring how hot and wet she was, she
clutched at his shoulders, her legs wrapped around him, urging him to
please fuck her, please fuck her now, he was close now and slid his whole
length into her wet pussy, pausing for a moment, before commencing the
maddening torment of pleasure, slowly building up the pace, waiting for
her to go over the edge first, before his own release is met, he knew it
was coming soon, her head was thrown back in pleasure, eyes closed, lips
slighly parted, her gasps becoming louder and louder, until she screamed
in pleasure, he pumped faster, feeling his own release rushing forward and
suddenly he was there, his own hoarse cry joined hers as they both
shuddered in pleasure. He lay ontop of her momenarily, gasping, riverlets
of sweat running of his body. He rolled to the side and pulled her close
to him, she was still breathing rapidly, she turned her head and laughter
bubbled from her lips, “hi my name is Lisa”,he also began to roar with
laughter,”Jeremy, pleasure to meet you”. His eyes looked deep into hers
and said, “your so beautiful” and began to sing in her ear “to the moment
when we said our first hello little did we know love was just a glance
away..it turned out so right for strangers in the night”.

April 17th, 2009 by Tiffany

She was sitting in her car, chatting happily on her mobile phone to her friend, she was laughing, not a care in the world, the daily grind of the traffic was slowly making it’s way at a snail’s pace down the express way.

Suddenly, there was a tap at her window, startled, her brown eyes widened and soft red lips opened in surprise, letting out a squeal, quickly she said “I have to go, police!” she groaned in aspiration, she wa always careful to hide the fact she was talking on the mobile phone..she had a hands free handset but disliked them intensely, she was always careful to wrap her long black, silky hair around the phone, trying to disguise the fact she was being naughty. She sunk down in the seat, her skirt riding up, she giggled to herself, thinking, there is nowhere to hide, she quickly glanced out the window, yes he was still there, the police officer on a motor bike, with a scowl on his face, obviously he was less than impressed with her attempts to hide..she couldn’t make out his features, as the helmet was covering his face, his finger was pointing to the side of the road, “move over” he roared, she winced at his tone, obviously he ment business, she looked down at herself and quickly undid two buttons on her shirt, so the swell of her ample breasts were in full view, wouldn’t help to charm him a bit? She thought to herself.
Slowly she inched her way to the side of the expressway and took the first exit, there was a little rest area there and she wouldn’t interfere with the traffic, she looked in her rear vision mirror and nervously licked her lips, he was still following her, she put her indicator on and pulled into the rest area, graceful hand extended and buzzed down the electric window.
Then she turned off the engine. She heard the crunch of foot steps on the gravel and took a big breathe and smiled gaily, her smile faltered slightly as a face loomed right into her window, his piercing green eyes were positively magnetic, she swallowed and said “I’m sorry Officer, I didn’t mean to talk on the mobile phone..” her voice trailed off when she noticed he wasn’t smiling in the least. “License please”, said the deep gravely voice, “yes it is an offense to talk on a mobile phone whilst driving, three demerit points and $135.00. License please!” he barked again. Nervously she looked at him, this wasn’t going to plan at all, she reached over to the passenger side, to grab her hand bag, her skirt riding higher, giving the police officer a brief glimpse of black lace panties and ample view of her long bare legs,, he couldn’t help but stare at the enticing sight before him. She turned back and smiled up at him, handing him her license with perfect manicured nails, the colour of fresh red apples, their hands brushed briefly and quickly she jerked back her hand as if an electric shock had coursed through her, only a tightening of facial muscles around his face gave way to the fact, he felt it too, “it’s just been a long day at the office..her voice trailed off”, indignant, she realized he wasn’t even listening! He pivoted on a foot and walked back to his motor cycle. Probably going to check she wasn’t wanted for bank robbery, she muttered to herself. She continued to watch, he was tall, broad, slender and an ass to die for.

Next moment he was peering into the window again, she looked up into those green eyes again ran her fingers through her hair, licking her lips enticingly. God, was sh being that obvious? “It would seem we have a little problem here” said the gravely voice, she jumped up startled, “problem?” she repeated in a parrot like fashion.
“It would seem you had one to many warnings, could you please step out of the vehicle. His eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from those glossy red lips, nor the sweet curves of her breasts. Her legs parted slightly when he stepped back so she could open the door and he was again granted a glimpse of black lace panties. He swallowed hard for the first time in his life at a loss what to do..there was no problem with her license, he just wanted to scare her a bit, too often women used their female wiles on him, thinking a quick smile and a flash leg would have him walk away and not write a ticket.
As she exited the car, she stumbled briefly on the gravely path, her spiky high heels shoes not ment for cross country gallivanting, she grabbed his arm to steady herself, the muscles felt rock hard under her touch, again she felt the course of electricity flowing through her, her nipples tightened in response and he was helpless not to notice the sudden swelling of those beautiful breasts, his eyes flew to her face, he stared down at what seemed like a small eternity, into those sexy brown eyes, the liquid drown pools were a direct window to her soul and there he saw she wanted him. His eyes wandered down lower to her her lips, damn they were sexy lips, he wondered what it would feel like to kiss those apple red lips.
She leaned back against the car and noticed the sky was starting to darken, the sun had already slipped behind the trees that lined either side of the road. A barren road it would seem..no one seemed to use this rest stop anymore. She noticed the other tanned hand held a ticketing book and her license, she scanned his face for a hint of anything and found his face was stern, her eyes lingered for a while on his lips, such beautiful lips, looked as if they were sculptured by Michael Angelo himself. “okay, okay. So, um..”
“Could you please come with me?” He motioned to the front of the car and walked off before she could utter a syllable. The nerve of that man! Her eyes narrowed and she stalked off towards the front of the car, she made it four steps before the heel of her shoe caught in a rut, she teetered precariously on her high heel shoes, her hands failed out wildly, trying to regain balance, when she felt a steel hand wrap around her upper arm steading her, she was whipped around suddenly and brought up hard against his chest, her hands fell flat on the pockets of his uniform, she felt the thud of his heart beneath her hands, she smiled in a brief moment of satisfaction, knowing his heart was pounding as fast as hers. He backed her up against the bonnet of the car, trying to steady both of them, his body came into contact with her soft curves and he was lost, she felt as good as she looked..his nostril flared and caught scent of her perfume and smelt deliciously eatable.
His face was only inches from hers, he groaned and gave into resistance, all barriers falling away, his lips brushed hers softly, tenderly, they parted under his gentle touch, slowly, hungrily the pace picked up, each clutching at each other. He kicked her feet apart slightly with his black boot and reached down with his free hand to lift her skirt and cup her hot, shaved pussy. It felt so hot to his touch and eased her panties to one side, allowing access to feel her slick wetness, he groaned in passion against her lips, this was madness, yet she wasn’t pulling away either, but pushing against his hand, wanting more. His finger started to rub gently against her clitoris, feeling it become harder beneath his gentle touch, she started to grind up against his hand harder, he gently eased a finger into her and automatically the walls of her pussy wrapped around him. Her nostrils were flared as she breathed hard in and out, her hands were wildly caressing every inch of him, this was madness!she never been aroused so much in her entire life, it was as if he was the puppet master and she was the puppet, bending to his will.
“Do you want me?”he whispered against her ear, wordlessly she nodded, helpless to speak against the onslaught on waves of pleasure that was crashing over her. He removed his hand from her crotch and reached for his belt and quickly undid it, letting them fall to the ground before freeing his rock hard cock, strong, tanned hands returned to undo the rest of the buttons of her shirt, slipping a hand around her back to release the catch of her black lacy bra, freeing her beautiful breasts to his hungry gaze.
His head swooped down and took one nipple into his mouth, lick and sucking it gently, whilst his hands gently cupped them, she was leaning back against the bonnet of her car, gasping, the coolness of the air heightening the exquisite torment, her head thrashed from side to side, black silken hair spread over the bonnet off the car, she looked like a siren, a siren who seduced him, for the first time a smile came across his lips and he whispered, “you are so beautiful”, gently, he brought her to her feet and turned her around, he hiked her skirt up around her hips and pressed his hard cock against her perfect ass, she backed into him wantonly, her hands braced against the car.
Slowly, he guided his hard cock into her dripping wet pussy, slowly inch at a time, battling with himself not to drive it in all the way, deep and hard, “you like that?you like the feel of me inside you?you want me”.. his voice trailed off , “yessss, yesss she gasped, oh god yes, please fuck me”
slowly he started to move in the ancient rhythm of old, building the tempo faster and faster, his hands reaching up and holding her shoulders, so he could drive himself deeper into her, he heard her breathe quicken and she was sobbing, “please, please”, before one final thrust sent her hurdling into orgasmic bliss, he felt her shudder and pulse around his cock and knew he couldn’t hold another moment longer before he too reached climax, shouting hoarsely.
Finally they both lay spent against the car, he nuzzled the side of her neck and kissed her softly, she eased back and turned around, staring wordlessly into his eyes, they both knew what happened between them was fate. He eased away and pulled up his pants and trousers, straightening his uniform , before helping her dress herself.
The ticket book was on the ground flapping in the breeze, he picked it up and closed the pad, before returning to the back pocket of his trousers.
He reached for a pen in his shirt pocket, turned and picked up her hand, he placed a kiss on the palm before writing down his number. She looked at him in wonderment, before curling her manicured fingers in the palm of her hand. She leaned forward shyly and gave him a quick kiss on his lips..knowing there would be many more interludes to be enjoyed

April 17th, 2009 by Tiffany

She sat behind her office desk, staring aimlessly out the window, below her the city lights twinkled like a fantasy fairy tale land, people were milling about, laughing gaily, others striding down the streets with a purposeful mission. What was her mission she wondered? leave the office and have an exciting Friday night at home, curl up with a good book with her cat Cleo on her lap, she laughed ruefully, leaned back in her chair and stretched lazily, before swinging her chair around and gracefully stood up and walked to to the window. She pressed her hand against the window, the coolness felt nice to her touch, she leaned forward and breathed heavily onto the glass window for a few seconds, watching the window fog up and laughed at her childish antics, if only her boss Matt Jones could see her now, all pretense of a uptight Ice Maiden gone.

Her hand went up and felt for the pins that held her hair in it’s usual tight bun, one by one, she pulled them out and her luxurious blonde hair tumbled down her back, she shook her head, feeling the weight released and revelled in the feel of her hair set free from the constrictions of the bun. She looked down at herself, white blouse buttoned to the top, straining slightly in the middle, her DD breasts, confined in a tight fitted bra, trying to minimise their fullness, straight black shirt, knee length, no shorter, her only unpractical folly were her shoes, how beautiful they were, red, high and shiny, matching her ruby red lips..her fingers reached up and slowly released three buttons, exposing her amazing cleavage. If only Matt Jones could see me now, she thought again, her hands slide down to the waist band of her skirt and she pulled it up higher,folding it over, until her skirt was three inches above her knee, perfectly indecent! she thought smiling. Just then a thought struck her, Mr Jones will see her, as he has never seen her before, she knew the nightclub he frequented. Before she lost her nerve, she picked up her Versace handbag – red to match her shoes and strode out the door without a backwards glance. Tonight was going to be fun, tonight was going to be different..

She reached the nightclub, lights flashing, bodies writhing, she knew it was not her kind of place. Then she saw him. Tall, dark and handsome, leaning nonchalantly against the bar, his hand sporting a glass of amber liquid, she knew by experience was scotch, on the rocks, how many times had she mixed that drink for him? Chivas Regal, on ice. She sauntered confidently towards him,getting into character, as if she was the kind of woman who picked up men in bars, her was doing flip-fops in her chest, she ignored the looks from the other men, as she made her way to his side, he laughed at something the woman beside him said, Rachael, the receptionist, before he turned and spotted her, his green eyes widened in amazement, “Grace”? she finally reached his side and whispered throatily in his ear, “lost for words Mr Jones”?, his dazzling smile made her feel warm in more than one place, his elbow accidently brushing the side of her breasts, giving her goose bumps all over, he asked, “can I buy you a drink?”, she thought wildly for a second, mineral water wouldn’t cut it her, “Cosmo please”, he turned and motioned the bartender over, placing her order, before returning his attention to her once more, “you look beautiful Grace”.
‘He must be the devil,’ she thought as she realised her nipples were tightening in her top, looking into those green eyes. He passed her the Cosmo and she gulped it down quickly, needing the dutch courage,he spoke, asked her if she would like to dance she muttered a vague reply, she felt drunk and she only had one drink.

He took her hand and led her through the crowd, to the dance floor, he couldn’t think of anything except of finding a way of kissing her, he knew this was out of character for her, but what the heck, he had been admiring her for months and longed to feel body against his..slowly they started to sway to the rhythm, this wasn’t exactly going to plan, her hips fitted against his snuggly, her breasts brushing against his chest, her perfume tantalising his nostrils, he felt himself harden almost instantly and pulled away slightly, she looked at him puzzled, then smiled when she realised what was happening and grinded closer to him again. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Grace, lets get out of here, back to the office”, she licked her lips when she spoke to him,”yes”, now he knew he wasn’t just warm, he was hard, and it was getting painful.

As they exited the club, Rachael the receptionist called after them, only then did he turn round and she looked at those eyes again, this time asking a question. She nodded, they ran.

Eventually they stopped, he could hear her heavy breathing and let her rest. She flopped against the wall of the office block, and he suddenly noticed how her breasts were heaving. . She subconsciously licked her lips again and they knew that was the point of no return. He must have her, now, or he would be not sleeping for a week.

She leaned against the wall, wondering what the hell it was that she was doing, and then she noticed the look in his eyes that made her nipples harden again and she remembered what she was doing here. He leaned in and all traces of self-control left when his lips touched hers. He pulled back and fumbled for his keys, opening the building door, before both rushed inside, giggling like school children, how exciting this was, how exhilarating, he kissed her lips and proceeded to probe inside her mouth, gently until she opened her mouth fully and not only gave in to his kiss, but kissed back fiercely. He could stand it no more, and pressed himself against her, he was painfully hard. Grace pulled back slightly and said, “I think your desk will be more fun..” she couldn’t believe herself, what happend to shy Grace? the Ice Queen?, well she found someone who melted her – Mr Jones..

They tumbled into his office and he pushed her back against his desk, she felt the hard edge pressing against her soft skin and leaned back further, her hand gently touching his crotch, she felt him and moaned, and felt herself get wet. It was crazy, suddenly she wanted him to touch her, everywhere.

He heard her moan and with an answering grunt of his own, lifted her body off her feet onto the table, where he stripped off her top and gently caressed her breasts, then took a nipple in his mouth. He was pleased it was already hard as he licked and sucked it gently.

Her knees gave way, and she abandoned herself to the waves of pleasure that were raging though her, all she could gasp was ‘please?’ All she could think about was him inside her, filling her. She was burning, she was on fire and all she could think of was being satisfied, right here, right now. She practically ripped off his shirt and she pressed her hands against his chest, raking her long tipped nails down to his belt, and felt his hardness and shivered in pleasure.

He couldn’t see anything but her, and ripped down her skirt. He was trying to be gentle and slowly turn her on as he had done with countless women before, but he couldn’t contain himself with her, carelessly yanked off her French lace knickers, barely appreciating how sexy they were.

He thought he was going to explode, as she finally freed him of his trousers and he ripped off his boxers. He took a moment to take her all in, just looking at her made him swell more, he could barely contain himself,she begged him with her eyes, as she started to shamelessly rub herself, arching her back, she grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her, begging again for release…

Sliding himself into her, he realised how tight and wet she was and wondered if once was going to be enough and if he was going to last! she was not like anyone he had before.. her fingernails dug into his back as he began the rhythm, her hips rose to meet his, exactly in time. ‘harder!
faster!’ She whispered in his ear, and he finally gave in, thrusting deeply and hard into her, her moan giving him all the encouragement he needed, speeding up the rhythm as she raised her hips so he could penetrate even deeper. He thrust into her, hard, and she was so close she couldn’t breathe. She grabbed him, pulling him deeper and closer, wanting, needing release.

He felt her back arching, and couldn’t help but joining in with her moans as her felt himself coming. Their bodies were slick with sweat and he felt like he never wanted to stop doing this. With united moans, they both came, him rocking her as he shuddered inside of her, her orgasmic ripples inside of her taking him over the edge.

They both smiled as they dressed and he grinned as he said “that was very naughty Grace!, you must come into my office tomorrow for punishment.
Grace grinned cheekly and replied, “Same time tomorrow, Mr Jones, but next time up against the wall, Mr. Jones” He looked at her in utter amazement and knew there were going to be many, many more pleasurable interludes with Grace.