Chapter 01.1


By the time Jared was six years old, his parents knew he had a unique ability. At first, they were worried that he would turn into some sort of idiot savant, much like the character Dustin Hoffman portrayed in the movie 'Rain Man'.

Early on, they had taken him in to be examined by several Doctors. Jared had remained quiet, shy and aloof, giving some credence to that prognosis and assumption. Yet, as time passed, and as Jared grew, he proved everyone wrong. He was intelligent enough to have seen and taken the wisest choice possible to keep himself from being treated as some sort of freak, a human Guinea Pig for scientists to pick a part and examine.

After all, Jared had the unique ability to read minds.

It wasn't as though he could read everyone's mind, or worse, be bombarded with multiple conversations taking place whenever he went to the grocery store with his mother. It didn't really work like that. It was more like tuning in to a station on the radio. Sometimes Jared would hear something inside his head, crisp, clear and distinct. Within seconds he could pinpoint where the thoughts were coming from. Other times, he would get what seemed like a faint buzzing in his ear. If he was curious about it, Jared could 'tune' the buzzing he was hearing until the thoughts came to him just as clearly as those times he seemingly stumbled into them. He had tried on numerous occasions to 'dial' into the thoughts of his parents or friends. But there again, he was never successful in being able to do that. It just happened. But whenever it did, as long as he held onto that channel or frequency as he came to think of it, he could clearly hear whatever that person was thinking as though they were actually speaking directly to him.

He'd been lucky as well as wise with his physicians. Even at an early age, Jared learned to keep much of what he could do to himself, no matter how tempted he had been to try and exploit it, or show it off as some kind of magical trick to amuse his friends with. By the time he had reached his teenage years, he had seemingly lost the ability to be able to read anyone's mind, though his family had come to think of it as more intuitional rather than anything paranormal. Which is exactly what he wanted them to think of course. Even when he had known their intentions, things he could have easily sidestepped, Jared often marched boldly on as though knowing nothing of what their plans were for him. Particularly in chores that he found distasteful, which he could have easily pawned off onto his older sister, or younger brother.

The hardest thing for Jared to overcome was temptation. Throughout high school, he could have on numerous occasions used his gift, his ability to make school that much easier. But he was smart enough to know, that there was always a suspicion, always the nagging wonder if he was doing that. And as such, Jared had to be extremely careful about what he did with whatever information he heard or learned from. For the most part, it became simply another tool to help him learn. But if he benefited unfairly by the use of specific thoughts he happened to overhear, he would most often in those cases purposely sabotage that advantage, especially with regards to any tests he was required to take.

Jared was intelligent enough that he needed to appear average, even if he knew he was anything but.

By the time he had graduated high school, ranked well within the normalcy of most of his class, he began to re-think his position regarding his ability. After all, he did want to be successful without appearing as though he were overly so. But even more importantly, though he wasn't interested in settling down or getting married, he certainly was interested in meeting women that would like him for who he was, and not for what he was.

He had dated little if hardly at all. Most of the girls he had been with or taken out, thought of the silliest, or most stupid things whenever they were with him. If anything, it was an emotional, mental turn off. Far more mature at his age than most, even the girls who were supposedly more mature turned out to be nothing more than mental fluffs of candy-cane thoughts that dissipated into insignificance as far as Jared was concerned. And as such, he formed few if any real significant relationships with anyone.

Jared was reasonably handsome. Though even in this he had often downplayed his more striking features. He had a full head of thick dark auburn hair, emerald green eyes, and at just under six foot, kept himself physically fit enough that he could boast of a tight 'six-pack' stomach though it was a rarity that anyone ever saw him in this fashion.

Initially his intention had been to attend college. Like any kid however, his newfound freedom in being legally of age and out of his parent's direct control, caused him to put that future goal temporarily on hold. Jared decided he wanted to travel a bit, see the world...have some fun.

He soon moved out of his parents home, located a cozy, yet affordable apartment and began working as a waiter at a small outdoor café where the food was good and the tips made working there certainly worth his while.

He had just finished seating three very attractive women, all as he guessed to be in their late twenties or early thirties when he picked up on one of the woman's thoughts. Patiently waiting to take their drink orders, he stood by as they casually glanced over the wine and liquor menu. He had asked each of them if there was anything in particular that they liked, or that he could get them. Having said that, a millisecond later he heard the tall good-looking brunettes thoughts as he stood beside her, and while she continued to look intently at menu, not even glancing in his direction.

"What I'd like, is for you to bury your face inside my pussy," she'd thought, much to Jared's secret delight as he stood there tuned directly into her thoughts. "Or maybe, follow me into the bathroom and fuck my brains out while waiting for our lunch to arrive," she added to herself smiling at him almost smugly.

"I'd like a gin martini for starts, then a nice Caesar Salad," the brunette told him, handing over her menu a moment later.

Jared reached for, taking the menu from her, but doing so in such a way that his hand lightly touched hers in the taking. He smiled at her disarmingly so, having practiced that particular look in front of the mirror on more than one occasion. The brunette smiled back, almost blushing at him when she did.

"Oh if you only knew what I was thinking," she told him still smiling.

Jared took the rest of everyone's orders, no other thoughts coming to him except for those of the brunette. And as he had learned so long ago, once he was tuned into her particular frequency, he could hear everything she was thinking. Only distance, or purposely tuning her out would eventually break that connection.

"Could you tell me where the restrooms are?" she asked.

"Follow me," Jared replied courteously, going so far as to stand behind her taking her chair as she stood excusing herself to her friends.

"I'll be right back," she said with a wink smiling at them.

As though they were somehow reading her mind, one of the other women quipped almost suggestively, "I'd be careful if I were you Jared," she began, having obviously noticed the name badge he was wearing. "It's her Birthday, and if we know Janice, she just might be making a birthday wish with your name on one of the candles if you know what I mean."

Everyone had a good laugh over that while Janice, as he now knew her to be, stood up 'pooh-poohing' the girlish tease from her friends.

"Debra, you're so horrible!" she exclaimed with an accusatory remark.

But Jared noticed she was smiling even more broadly as she finally stood up and began to follow him through the restaurant back to where the restrooms were located.

As they entered the interior of the café, Jared spotted Jenny one of the other waitresses. As they were a close-nit little group, everyone got along very well, so it was no real concern when he stopped briefly by Jenny on his way back towards the bathrooms.

"Hey Jenny, do me a favor?" he asked.

"Sure Jared," she said with a wide-open smile.

"Would you mind turning in this lunch order for me? And then take their drinks out to them? I'm gonna take my ten minute break now," he told her quickly, and in doing so, letting Janice know as he did that he was suddenly 'available' though she wasn't aware of his true intentions yet of course.

"This way," Jared said turning back towards her.

He could sense her confusion, though the words spoken inside her head were nearly as incoherent as the jumble of emotions and thoughts he was hearing from her as she continued to follow him. Finally reaching the short darkened hallway, Jared pointed towards the rear where two small one-person restrooms sat, one his, one hers.

"Down there," he stood indicating with a wink and a nod.

He was sure she expected him to turn and walk away. Instead, as she headed down the short hallway, Jared followed. She looked briefly over her shoulder towards him, curious, not quite alarmed.

"I'm taking a ten minute break," he assured her, telling her something she'd already heard moments ago. "We have an employee lounge just around the corner," Jared added. "But don't worry, I'll be back in time to serve your lunch to you myself."

Jared actually heard a mental laugh from her upon saying that. "Damn, and here I was hoping that you'd actually follow me inside," she responded to herself.

Jared had learned a very long time ago that there really was a big difference when someone entertained serious thoughts, or when they were merely flights of fancy. It had a lot to do with the tone of thought, just as much as a person's verbalized tone of voice. Same held true for ones thinking. And as far as he was concerned, Janice had been thinking more seriously than merely fantasizing her wishes or desires. True, he was taking a bit of a risk here to be sure, but he was also confident enough in his abilities to know when someone was serious enough in their thoughts as opposed to thinking silly. Janice wasn't. She really did want him, and he certainly wanted her.

Jared knew she'd expected him to turn. As she put her hand on the door pushing it in, he followed. She was so surprised, that her momentum carried her in even further than she realized, allowing Jared to slip in quickly behind her closing the door. She could have screamed, yelled...cried out in alarm. She didn't, but he was also aware that he could easily lose control of the situation any moment now.

"What are you doing?" she asked worriedly.

He had to act fast. "I saw it in your eyes," he told her.

"Saw what in my eyes?" she said backing away from him, actual fear starting to take hold of her now.

"That you wanted me to fuck you, as badly as I want to fuck you," he said boldly. "If I'm wrong, just say so and I'll leave right now. Lunch, drinks...everything will be on me. But If I'm right, and I think I am, then consider this as the best damn birthday you've ever had!"

She continued to stand there staring at him. But at least she wasn't screaming.

"Come on Janice, we only have ten minutes before either one of us will be missed, if you really do want this as badly as I do, say so...or I'll turn around and leave right now. So, which is it?"

He knew the answer before she even spoke the words.

"Lock the door," she said with a lust-filled gleam in her eyes.

Jared reached around behind him doing just that as she began hiking up the short black skirt she'd been wearing.

"Turn around, face the wall!" he said authoritatively.

She did. Moving behind her, he placed his leg between hers, spreading them. Once she had, Jared reached up yanking down her pantyhose as well as the black bikini briefs she was also wearing. Seconds later she stepped out of both having also kicked off her shoes. Unzipping, he reached inside withdrawing his hard swollen member, laying it against her backside so that she could feel the firmness of it resting against her near-perfect heart shaped ass. Lifting her blouse up and away from her skirt, she quickly unbuttoned it while Jared reached beneath flipping her bra up and over her breasts until each one filled his hands.

"Oh God fuck me!" she thought.

"I'm going to," he responded, answering her unspoken words, though she was too delirious with desire to have noticed.

She was wet. Really wet. But then he knew that she would be. Standing a short distance away from the wall, Janice bent over, leaning against it as he slid his angry swollen cock inside her in one quick powerful thrust.

"Oh God! Oh God! Yes...Yes! Fuck me Jared! Fuck me!" she begged excitedly.

And so he did.

It was probably a damn good thing no one else came down the hallway to use the restroom. If they had, they would have heard the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, loud, hard and repeatedly. Thrusting his prick inside that sloppy slick pussy, Janice was moaning and groaning loud enough that he actually began to worry someone might eventually hear them. As he began to twist her hard erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, she leaned over biting into her arm so as to muffle the sound of her orgasm as Jared felt it unleash, sending a torrent of additional female nectar bathing his still rapidly fucking prick into her from behind.

Upon hearing her pleasure, Jared allowed his own climax to quickly join with hers. Spurting ribbon after ribbon of gooey hot sperm inside her quim, he waited until she was completely satiated, only then turning to face him thus forcing his prick to quickly withdraw.

Though certainly no virgin, this less than five minute fuck had been one of the most intense most interesting encounters he'd ever had.

"No one's going to believe this!" Janice said as she began buttoning up her blouse once again.

Jared finished fixing himself, and then bent down to retrieve the brunettes discarded panties and panty hose.

"Well, there is ONE way," he grinned mischievously.

Sticking her black lace panties into his front pocket, he allowed one portion of them to peek out at the corner. Janice burst out laughing as she slipped her panty hose back on, checking herself in the mirror one last time to ensure she still looked somewhat presentable. Jared laughed when she seemed more than satisfied and happy with her hair being slightly disheveled.

"Let me check the hallway," he told her listening for a moment at the door before opening it to peek out. "The coast is clear, head back to your table and I'll see to your lunches."

Jared watched as she quickly made her way out back to her table before following at a discrete distance. Making his way over to the window where Al, their short order chef placed all the completed dishes, he watched as Al just finished serving them up. At that moment he saw Jenny as she came over to check on one of hers too. She looked at him giving him a brief smile. When she did, he heard that familiar buzzing sound, somewhat surprised, as he hadn't often picked up on Jenny's thoughts, tuning in.

"I know what you were doing back there Jared," she thought to herself. "So why is it you never come on to me?" she stood wondering as she waited patiently for her tables orders.

Jared turned back towards her. "Thanks for covering my table Jenny, I really appreciate it."

"Oh, no problem honey," she remarked. Jenny was always calling everyone honey, but for some reason, she seemed to put a little more emphasis on the word this time as she spoke to him.

"You know, I'd really enjoy taking you out some place fun one evening, if you're ever interested," Jared added.

He was pleased by the expression on her face. He'd caught her off guard for one thing, vulnerable in her not so secret thoughts.

"I'd really enjoy getting to know you better," he added.

Jenny's face split into an excited look even as she thought briefly to herself before answering. "Only if you promise to do to me what you were doing to that slut in the bathroom!"

"Well? How bout it Jen?" Jared pressed, using the more affectionate nickname she normally went by.

"Well, if you really are interested, I'm off Friday night."

"I have to work, but I have the early afternoon shift, so I could be there around 7:00, maybe 7:30? How's that sound?"

"Sounds good to me!" Jenny giggled back.

"Ok you two. If we're all done playing kissy-kissy here, we have customers waiting!" Al shot through the open window at them.

Jared placed the orders on his tray quickly running them out to the three women, one of which he knew was sitting there with her cunt full of his cock-juice.

Once he'd placed their respective lunches and asked if there was anything else anyone needed, he made his way over to another table where two new customers had just been seated. With his back turned, he focused his attention on what the three women were saying. Though he wasn't reading anyone's mind at the moment, he had also learned to enhance his ability to listen, even to the quietest of conversations short of an ear-to-ear whisper.

"You did not!" Jared heard one of the women saying as she spoke to Janice.

"No really Cindy, we did. He just followed me inside the bathroom, and the next thing I knew, he had his cock inside me and was fucking me silly!"

"Yeah...right," Debra spoke joining in. "You weren't gone that long!"

"I'm telling you...we did! We really, really did!"

Jared finished taking his new customers orders, reached down and pulled Janice's panties from out of his pocket. Wading them up into a tight little ball, he concealed them inside of his hand. Making his way back to their table, he pressed himself between Janice and the woman he now knew to be Cindy.

"By the way," Jared whispered conspiratorially leaning over. "You forgot these!"

He placed the small wadded up pair of panties into her hand, smiling wickedly at each one of the women in turn.

"Anyone else have a birthday coming up soon?" he questioned. Both Debra and Cindy sat there with their mouths agape as Janice grinned at him appreciatively.

"Thank you Jared," she said seductively. "I'll make sure I leave you a really nice tip too!"

"You already did baby," Jared said turning and walking away. Hearing as he did Debra's sudden thoughts.

"Well that fucking sucks!" she told herself. "How come Janice gets all the lucky breaks anyway?"

A short while later, Jared brought out fresh drinks, "On the house!" he said telling them. Along with each, he had scribbled down his phone number on a small napkin.

"Just in case anyone else is interested in a little naughty fun," he hinted with a leer. "Feel free to call me."

Even as they left, he could hear both Debra as well as Janice thinking nearly the same thing. The way things were going, Jared was going to have a very busy weekend, which he was excitedly looking forward to.

There wasn't much else that caught his attention in an exciting way except for a brief quick moment when he spotted Jenny standing around the side of the café enjoying a cigarette on her break. It was busy, so he couldn't afford a lot of time to stand there, tuning into her thoughts, but what he did get was bits and pieces of some sort of fantasy she was currently enjoying, much of which involved his fucking her ass. Jared grinned, turned and went back to finish waiting on his tables, looking more than forward to his upcoming Friday night date.

Jared stopped by the grocery store on his way home. He wanted to fix a romantic little dinner for Jenny on Friday, culminating in what he hoped would be a wildly erotic evening of ass-fucking her. As he made his way over to the produce department, he picked up on that familiar little buzzing sound and decided to check it out. Especially when he spotted an attractive looking woman who he guessed was in her late forties to early fifties. She was currently browsing through the cucumbers having picked up several, looking them over as she did.

"Hmm, now this one looks interesting. I wonder what IT would feel like?" she asked herself.

Jared could almost envision this dark-haired woman as she lay upon her back, masturbating with the dark green cucumber, fucking herself furiously with it.

"Though, that banana felt pretty good too!" she added. "Maybe I should pick one of those up as well!"

He made some pretense of picking through some of the vegetables, finally saddling up near her before she had even realized he was there.

"You know, some fruits and vegetables can be damn sexy...and erotic," he whispered as he stood closely next to her.

The woman gasped, blushing furiously as she stared at Jared in a near state of shock.

"It's ok. I think the idea of a woman using either a cucumber, or a banana to pleasure herself with is really, really hot. I for one would love to see a woman actually doing that," Jared finished.

The startled, embarrassed look on the poor woman's face actually passed. She stood there sizing him up, wondering if he was some kind of a pervert, some sort of kook that made a habit of saying such things to women in the produce department. And even though that was exactly what she'd been wondering about, contemplating, the fact that a perfect stranger had spoken to her about it was unsettling.

"If I'm wrong, and I don't think that I am. I apologize to you. It's just that you had a certain look while you were fondling the fruit," he said softly, still whispering.

Her expression took on more of a guilty look at that point, once again flushing with coloration spreading across her cheeks. She quickly glanced about ensuring that no one was within earshot from where they were standing.

"You could tell what I was thinking just by the expression on my face?" she asked worriedly.

Jared laughed, also glancing about to ensure they were still alone. "Part of what I do is in studying people," he began. "I'm a pretty good judge of character for one thing, and for another, I seem to have a sixth-sense regarding anything of a sexual nature. Perhaps its because I'm more in-tune to the natural pheromones released during arousal or something."

He was dealing her a ration of bullshit of course. And a big one at that. But by the look on her face, as well as the jumble of thoughts she was hurriedly sorting through, she seemed to be buying it. But he could also sense besides her nervousness, a rapidly escalating fear heading towards panic. It was time to bow out gracefully. Sometimes the risk of pushing someone, even if you knew their thoughts to be true, wasn't worth the potential consequences.

"Listen, I probably should finish up my shopping and head home. Enjoy yourself, and don't worry...your secrets safe with me!" Jared said giving her his long practiced best disarming smile. In the next instant, he turned heading away from her towards the check out counter.

By the time he had finished paying for the few items he had needed to pick up for his Friday night dinner with Jenny, he exited the counter, spotting the women he'd been talking to waiting for him by the exit door.

He hadn't let go of the connection with her exactly, the faint buzzing still inside his head that he had known to be her thoughts. Once again he tuned in as he approached.

"God, I can't believe I'm actually considering this!" she was telling herself.

Jared did his level best to keep any sort of knowing look from crossing his face.

"Hello again," he said nodding his head at her, passing...as though to continue on out to his car without so much as another word with her. From the corner of his eye, he saw her turn and begin to follow him however, still struggling with her thoughts as she wrestled with the best way to approach him now that he had walked past her.

"Ah, excuse me," she said finally.

Jared stopped in his tracks turning to face her with the best questioning expression he could manage.

"Yes?"

"Were you really serious about...about,"

"Watching you? Yes. I was. I'd love to do that," he grinned easily.

"I don't even know your name," she stammered back at him.

"It's Jared, and yours?"

"Kathy."

"Well now Kathy, since we've been properly introduced, I guess the next line would be, your car or mine?"

Once again he seemed to have taken her by surprise. Obviously she hadn't totally thought things through, which he was well aware of, of course. She'd been struggling with the where and when of this exciting little adventure she'd been standing there fantasizing about.

Having a much smaller car, knowing that fooling around inside it might be more difficult. That, and Kathy might actually feel more comfortable inside her own car.

"Where are you parked?" he suggested with his question.

"Over there, the blue Grand Cherokee," she said pointing.

It was a good spot. She was parked on the end of the row, which would give them some measure of privacy for one thing, and for another, she hadn't parked directly beneath any of the lamps currently lighting up the parking area.

"Shall we?" he asked already heading in that direction. Kathy followed him at a discrete distance, walking around behind her car towards the driver's side as Jared stood next to the passenger door waiting for her to unlock it.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," she said aloud to him just before sitting down, swinging behind the seat. Jared heard the lock of the door disengage, pulling it open.

"It's not too late to change your mind," he told her bending over to look in rather than sitting down. "But I'll be the first to tell you, sometimes it's exciting as hell to do something naughty in a semi-public place."

"Hurry...get in," Kathy implored him having made up her mind.

Jared did, joining her, as they both took another quick look about so as not to be taken by surprise from anyone coming their way.

Kathy had been wearing slacks, so as he continued to keep an eye out for her, she quickly shrugged them down her legs until they were bunched down around her ankles without taking them all the way off. She'd removed her panties simultaneously though in the darkness of the interior, it was hard for Jared to see much of anything.

"Which one?"

"What?"

"Which one do you want to use? The cucumber, or the banana?" he asked

Kathy giggled nervously, how'd you know? Never mind, hand me the banana," she told him.

Jared reached down inside the grocery sack she had placed between them on the seat. Selecting a nice long firm banana, Jared carefully broke it away from the bunch handing it to her. He then sat the sack containing two large sized cucumbers and the rest of the bananas onto the back seat.

"God! This is insane!" Kathy commented once again as she nervously looked back and forth, stopping to catch Jared's expression as she slid the unpeeled banana down between her legs. "I have to tell you, I've never masturbated in front of anyone before! Ever!"

"Well good for you then!" Jared said with encouragement. "There's always a first time for everything!"

Kathy obviously settled the banana comfortably between her legs and began working it in and out of herself. She was obviously wet, the sounds of her pussy juice soon making wet-sucking sounds as she slid the yellow fruit in and out of her cunt.

"I can't see much," Jared told her. "Lean closer towards the door, and if you can, try swinging your legs over more towards me."

She did that; the faint light coming in through the window cast a miniature spotlight directly on her exposed slit.

"How's that?" she asked with a lust-filled catch in her voice.

"Better. Much, much better," he replied just as huskily as she had. "Now, show me your tits too!"

Kathy was wearing a light pullover sweater, so he knew that it wouldn't be a complicated process in achieving his request. Still glancing back and forth nervously, yet excitedly, Kathy lifted the front of her sweater up and over her bra, catching the release in front a second later, exposing her luscious breasts to his feasting eyes.

"Play with your nipples, make them hard for me," he ordered. They already were, but Jared was still catching erotic little thoughts as Kathy allowed them to manifest themselves inside her head as she became more and more excited.

"Let me see your cock!" she blurted. "Play with it for me while I'm doing this," she said getting more and more aroused by the moment.

Jared reached down unzipping his jeans. His cock had long ago hardened, and it took a moment to free it from the confines of his tight fitting Levi's and jockey shorts. Seconds later it stood stiff and proud as he held it for her, allowing her to feast her eyes upon his massive erection.

"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Stroke it for me...please!" she begged, thrusting her yellow toy in and out of her twat with renewed fervor.

Jared began jerking himself off, though slowly, keeping his eyes focused on Kathy as she continued tweaking her nipples with one hand, banana-baiting herself with the other.

"How's that feel baby?" he asked. "You like the way that nice, hard, slippery banana is fucking your pussy?"

Jared could tell the erotic words he was using to coax her with where having a profound affect on her. Here she was, fucking her pussy with a banana in front of a man she had just barely met, caressing her nipples, and watching him as he stroked his dick in front of her. Her thoughts continued to run amuck with a decadence that seemed to escalate the more he continued to speak vulgarly to her.

"Yes! Yes! I do! I do!" she responded. "I like fucking my cunt with toys, fruits..."

"And you like having someone watching you don't you?" Jared pushed. "You like watching me, sitting here stroking my hard swollen cock don't you baby?"

"Oh yes...yes, fuck yes!" she agreed.

"Fuck that pussy! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it hard Kathy, slam that banana in and out of your cunt until you cum!" he urged her.

Kathy finally let go of her breast, placing both hands firmly around the stiff long banana until she was slamming it inside herself with unbelievable speed.

"That's it! That's it! Make yourself cum baby, make that wet sloppy pussy explode!"

Kathy screamed, her climax catching her off guard as powerful and as intense as it was. Though her piston-like strokes slowed, she continued to milk the ecstasy she was experiencing from her pussy with continued thrusts from the yellow fruit. Her eyes remained tightly shut, her mouth still open though the near ear-splitting cry of pleasure had quickly died away.

As she slowly began to regain her senses and composure, she glanced towards Jared, though he had pretty much stopped stroking his prick, merely sitting there looking at her smiling.

"God that was beautiful!" he said honestly. "That was the most beautiful thing I think I have ever witnessed in my entire life!"

Kathy was blushing, smiling beatifically towards him. "Did you cum yet?" she asked.

"No, I didn't. I'm afraid that if I do, I will really make quite the mess!"

Kathy quickly pulled her slacks back up her legs, tossing the banana over the seat.

"Keep a sharp look out!" she told him, then leaned over placing her lips about his shaft and began sucking his prick.

Jared could have cared less who saw them, closing his eyes as he gave himself over to the exquisite manipulation of his penis by this sexy, sensual woman's sucking mouth.

Grasping his cock within her small delicate hands, Kathy continued to masturbate him all the while tongue-fucking the tiny eye-slit of his penis, sliding her lips smoothly, effortlessly up and down the entire length of his exposed member.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck that feels good Kathy, keep doing that...just like that. Oh yeah baby, oh yeah...cause here...it...cums!"

Jared felt the first powerful spurt of his semen hit the roof of her mouth. She partially removed her lips from him so as to more easily accommodate the rest of his jettisons as she continued sucking, drinking in his spunk as he continued to discharge his pleasure into her greedily sucking throat.

Kathy drained every ounce of cum from Jared's prick that he could have possibly produced. Once she had done that, she sat up, leaning against her car door. Jared watched as she lifted her finger, wiping the last vestige of his creamy spunk from the corner of her mouth.

"Well, I've never done that before either!" she told him still licking off her fingers.

"A night for firsts!" Jared replied tucking himself away.

They spent several long minutes readjusting themselves, making themselves presentable once again. As Kathy finished the final touches to herself, Jared took out his checkbook, removing one. With his pen, he drew a line diagonally across it before handing it to her.

"Just in case you're interested, my address and phone number. I guess, I should think about having some business cards made up."

Kathy laughed, "And what would you call yourself on them?" she asked looking at his check.

"Oh I dunno, maybe Cunnilinguist, Extraordinaire. Something like that perhaps."

Jared opened the car door stepping out. He had sensed her relief as she had wondered how to go about contacting him again. She was still hesitant in giving him her number, but as he'd established some level of trust by presenting her with one of his personalized checks, he'd felt her relax almost at once.

"Call me," he told her. "And next time, I'd like to see you use the cucumber."

"Next time, I want to feel your tongue inside my pussy!"

Jared laughed, stepping back as Kathy started the car. He stood, watching the red glow of her taillights as they faded off in the distance. Just before she had gotten out of range, he had heard her last lingering thought.

"And fucking soon too I hope!"

Jared arrived home a short time later. Setting the bag of groceries down on the counter, he saw he had a message waiting for him on his answering machine. Jared pushed play and listened.

"Jared? Hi, this is Cindy. We met earlier today at the restaurant; I was the blonde in case you don't remember. Anyway, God...I hate speaking into these things, but like I was saying, if its not too late, and you get this message, please...call me."

She had left Jared her phone number. He glanced at his watch, it was still early, and he had missed her call by no more than ten minutes.

"She's probably still there sitting by the phone," he mused.

Jared quickly called the number she had given him. Cindy answered on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Cindy, Jared," he began. "You called?"

"Ah yeah, I did. I was wondering...well, you know, you mentioned that you might be interested in getting together sometime."

"Sure, when?"

"Well...if it's not too late, how about this evening?"

Jared wished he were able to read minds through the phone. But he'd never been able to do that. About the closest he'd come, was he sometimes had what he called a premonition of what someone was about to say.

"I'll need to shower first," he told her. But sure..."

"Don't bother, you can shower here," she suggested slyly, giving away at once what her intentions were, though he had already surmised that much from her phone call to him. "I'll even wash your back," she giggled playfully.

Cindy gave him her address. She lived a short twenty minutes away in a ritzy well-to-do neighborhood. Obviously she had money, and plenty of it. Grabbing his coat as he headed back out the door, he realized he didn't even know if any of the three women had been married. He'd not noticed any wedding rings, but then he hadn't really been looking there either. However it was that Cindy earned a living, or was obviously as well off as she was, it was bound to be interesting finding out.

Jared found the address easily enough, pulling up in front of the gates that automatically began to open after he'd announced himself. He drove his car up along the enormous drive pulling in front of what he could only describe as a multi-roomed mansion.

"Holy shit!" Jared exclaimed as he parked his car climbing out. Even the walk towards the front door was multi-tiered up several steps with perfectly manicured bushes. Jared realized as he stared at them, that they were all sculpted into various shapes of men and women, all nude, bordering both sides of the walk-up.

"That's interesting," he thought as he reached the tall double doors.

He rang the bell, expecting some old balding butler to show him in. When the door opened however, the person greeting him was hardly old, and certainly not bald.

"You must be Jared," the tall sexy redhead said bidding him to enter.

"Tell me you're not the butler, or the maid," Jared quipped slipping just inside the door. He heard her laugh.

"No, Cindy doesn't have a butler, though she does have a maid who comes in every day, except for the weekends. I'm her assistant. My name is Mandy."

"Pleased to meet you Mandy," Jared said accepting her hand. "You're Cindy's assistant you said?"

He was curious as to what it was Cindy did for a living, hoping that Mandy might give him some hint of what it was that she did.

"Yes, I work for her, schedule appointments, interviews, that sort of thing. I also live here in a section of the manor that was originally designed for hired staff and the like. Cindy had it remodeled for me, so now its like having my own apartments, nice and cozy here even if I do say so myself."

"I can only imagine!" Jared said, already following Mandy down the long corridor to wherever it was that Cindy was waiting for him. She arrived at another tall mahogany door, knocking and thus announcing herself and Jared. "Come in!" Jared heard Cindy call out to him. Mandy smiled, winked, and opened the door.

Jared was expecting some sort of library, or sitting room. What he wasn't expecting was a tropical paradise, which is precisely what he encountered upon entering the room. Cindy sat, or rather floated comfortably in the corner of a gigantic indoor hot-tub. Palm trees, exotic flowers, including several beautiful orchids filled the room. Behind her a small waterfall with beautiful lava rock filling the entire side of the room, several niches where one could easily lay if one was so inclined to do. The tub itself could have easily accommodated twenty or more people comfortably.

"Mandy? Would you mind fixing us some Mai-Tai's?"

Jared immediately noticed that Cindy was nude of course.

"It's not exactly a shower, but I really didn't think you would mind," she said mischievously. "Go ahead and put your clothes on that bench over there where they'll stay dry," she suggested.

Jared barely finished getting undressed when Mandy came back into the room with a freshly made pitcher of Mai Tai's for them to drink. As he stepped down into the water, Mandy poured each of them a tall glass.

"Thanks Mandy, I'll give you a jingle in a little while. Give Jared and I a chance to get better acquainted."

Mandy smiled knowingly and excused herself.

"Fucking lucky bitch!"

Jared nearly spilled his drink having heard Mandy's thoughts as clearly as if she had spoken them aloud in front of them both. He moved over to sit down beside Cindy, locating a comfy little bench seat inside the tub where she moved over even closer sitting next to him.

"Cheers!" she said touching her plastic cup to his. "Sorry, but we can't use real glass in here," she explained unnecessarily.

"I understand," Jared said eyeing her for the first time.

She had small breasts, but they were beautiful, fitting her slender well-muscled frame perfectly. Her nipples were a bright rosy pink, elongated, thick and wonderfully erect. She wore her long blonde hair straight, currently fixed in a tightly braided ponytail reaching well below the middle of her back. Even more surprisingly however, she was shaved. The lips of her pussy wonderfully pouty, staring up at him as she allowed herself to float freely on top of the swirling water.​
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