chuck worked as a contract project managing director for several clients. He accepted a six month on-site assignment for a Chicago central processing unit of industrial additives. His projection was to add a note value stream to the plants production facilities. The staff at the small plant seemed well-disposed and gentle to get along with, so he moved into a hotel a few miles from the plant and locked up his condo in Indiana for the duration of the projection. Everything went as could be expected for the first month, schedules being extended due to delivery failures, study arounds being implemented, pretty much status quo.

In the second calendar month an electronic mail reached his box announcing a refuge calendar week that included dejeuner every day for the staff, a chili cook-off and a big cook-out to end the calendar week. He was personally invited to participate by the plant manager and his address story, Brenda William Wilkie Collins, the value flow manager he worked for.
The first dyad of days of the week, chow was actually too busy to participate so he sent an electronic mail each day asking forgiveness for not attending. The s day, Brenda came to the task trailer with a large photographic plate of barbecued rib and brisket. He was slightly embarrassed by this but accepted the food and the company of his knob gracefully.

Brenda was a slender brunette, short, about 5'-2 '' with a good figure. grub had noticed early that she did not wear a ring, so he assumed she was not attached. She dressed fairly conservatively, but seemed always to wear whirligig and blouses that showed off her very nice breast. Her slack were never too tight. She was just an extremely attractive adult female.

As they sat eating their lunch, she shared that she was a single mom with two kids, a female child 16 and a son 14. She said they were both in force small fry and did n't fight or bicker like most brothers and babe, so she felt blessed. They got good grades and the aged sister always helped the younger pal with homework and task so he would succeed. Chuck offered that she should be happy they got along so well. She smiled a pretty smile and agreed. When they finished lunch, she asked him if he was going go conjoin them for the chili pepper cook-off in two days. He said that he was sorry that he did n't get a blank space to organise his `` world famous '' recipe that would almost certainly win the competition. She laughed at his jactitation and said that her kitchen could be made uncommitted for the cookery. grub pondered that thought and said he would get back with her. She smiled over her shoulder as she left the trailer and said `` You might like what we could cook up together '' That statement took his thinker off the rest of that days occupation body process.

The succeeding dawn Chuck sent an e-mail accepting the whirl of a situation to blend his witching potion and Brenda responded almost immediately with her address and home plate phone act. She called respective times that day to confirm that he indeed intended to chatter her.

The evening of chili pepper cooking was pleasant, and playful. Brenda wore much more casual and sexier wear to work in her kitchen. Her proscenium was over a pair of short cut-off dungaree and a halter top. He had taken shore leave himself wearing walking short circuit and a tee shirt that showed his well trimmed chest and abs.
Brenda started the evening off with a somewhat besotted vodka martini on the rocks for him, which washed away the cares of the day. She was drinking Moscata by the tumbler good and it did n't acquire retentive before they were both pretty mellow.

The spices were blended, meat browned and vegetables added to each of their recipes and the pots were set to simmer. Brenda suggested that they move their drunkenness to the `` mancave '' so named because she decorated it in Leslie Townes Hope of trapping a man. chuck laughed at that prompting, as if she needed anything to get a man 's attention.

Brenda shared that her life as a economic value stream loss leader had its drawbacks, not the to the lowest degree of which was a totality abandonment of any kind of social life at all. As they sat and became more and More mellow, chow playfully suggested slipway she could enhance her opportunities. She laughed at some of his proposition, like joining an online dating group that held group company and such. `` infernal region, Chuck, I 'm not that desperate '', she laughed and then looked sort of sad and added `` Am I ? ''

Chuck had struck a nerve and would care to possess crawled under the sofa, when she brightened and said, `` I could always hire hot sexy project director and seduce them while we made chili ''. That brought a receive jape and rebuttal from Chuck. They checked on the chile and Brenda mixed more martinis. `` screw, you 're going to get me toast. '' Chuck blurted. His face reddened and he immediately began apologizing for dropping the `` F-Bomb ''. Brenda snickered into her hand and answered `` What ... the nooky ... '' and then she laughed uncontrollably. `` Do n't worry about it, it 's one of my favorite words, just ask my kids. '' she laughed even louder. `` Not only is it one of my favorite words, it is also one of my front-runner activities '' with that she doubled over in laughter. Chuck was still embarrassed and continued to apologize. Brenda, by now, spare of all prohibition, looked at him and offered `` I 'm grievous, I would rather jazz than just say fuck. '' Her body was convulsing in laughter at this breaker point and chow loosened up and joined her in the joke. `` Well we have way too many apparel on to fuck anyway. '' Chuck shot back. Brenda 's face looked surprised and determined to make that argument false. `` fountainhead, fuck, then '' she blurted as she ripped the forestage over her headway followed by the halter top. `` Let 's see about that. '' she concluded standing there half naked, her sincerely magnificent breasts jutting out from her chest proudly. While Chuck was elated he was not just a trivial bit worried that this game had gone too far. His contract was very moneymaking and he was at peril of blowing it here.
Brenda ran her hands over her breasts and asked `` Do you think my titties are too little ? '' chow 's brain had reached overload about five min ago. He was n't certain even how to suffice that question, or actually whether to resolve it at all. Brenda had obviously imbibe too practically, and she was not the exact professional she was in the office at all.

chow handed her the halter top and told her that he thought they maybe should forebode it a night. Brenda expressed objections, but eats helped her put her hackamore top back on, and led her into the kitchen. He brewed a pot of chocolate and sat her pile for a cup. She once again objected, but he insisted and she complied under protest.

He gathered his thing and told her that he was leaving.

Embarrassed, Brenda said she had a effective prison term, but they probably should n't do this again. He agreed and left, his chilli still simmering on her stove.

Chapter two :

The side by side morning chuck 's head was the size of a basketball, and the pounding was incessant. He showered and was at the plant a half hour early. He brewed very strong coffee and drank it quickly trying to shake off the skag from his head. He busied himself with surpass spreadsheets and undertaking management software system to try to get the image of Brenda 's gorgeous tit out of his head. `` poor fish nookie '' he thought aloud, as he imagined how just it would have been to suck those amazing nipples into his lip.
'' Boy, you just do n't screw when to cease, do you ? '' he heard Brenda 's voice behind him. His look once again reddened from embarrassment. `` Oh Brenda, I 'm dark, I did n't have any idea you were here. '' He said apologetically. `` Let 's not go there again, okay ? '' Brenda said with a half smile and a stifled chuckle. `` No, let 's not '' grub agreed.

They went to forge assembling fabric for a morning meeting when Chuck asked why she was there at all. `` I had to add in the chili pepper '' she said, `` And I wanted to apologize for my stupid, slutty behavior hold out night. '' She looked him in the eye to see what his reaction would be.

Chuck cleared his throat nervously and spoke, `` No apologies necessary, we have all done affair when drinking that we would rather have never done. '' she moved to the other side of the board they were working on and continued, `` No, I was not that drunk, I knew what I was doing, I had that planned all night, you just gave me the perfect scuttle when you dropped the f-bomb. '' Chuck looked surprised and puzzled. `` Were n't you just a small curious about why my Thomas Kid were n't there ? I mean you knew I had fry, I did n't hide that, and it was a schooling night ? '' chuck looked at her with that amazing dumb feeling men get when adult female mess with their judgment. `` I called my baby and told her to have the Thomas Kyd spend the night at her house. '' I was planning to fuck your brains out, but you turned out to be a gracious guy, which is exactly what I would love to have but have n't been able to obtain. '' Now eats 's superfluity was turning into pity. He felt sorry that he had ever placed Brenda or himself in that positioning. She was truly beautiful and now he realized that she was also very sweet.
'' smell, '' he began, `` Maybe we need to start all over again. Maybe we need to have a date that is n't charged with intimate energy and fueled by alcohol. Hell, Brenda, you 're a chemical technologist for Christ 's sake, you know how volatile alcohol is. '' with that they both chuckled. `` Yes I do know, '' she said `` And I was about to burn my whole house down close night. ''

eats put his arms around her and gave her a hug. `` Can I have another luck ? '' he asked.
She lifted her fount to his and their brim met. `` Yep, stunned fuck. '' and then they both laughed loudly.

The chili cook-off was an amazing success with nine entries, Chuck did n't win, but everyone agreed that his chili was one of the best. Everyone admitted that it was more political than culinary, and each individual voted for the chilly made by either their aim supervisory program or someone higher to realize them feel good.
A nimble email from Brenda suggested that they do Chinese that weekend in Chinatown. eats agreed and told her that he would pick her up at her place early Sat evening. They were like two college freshmen anticipating their engagement.

Chapter three :

When eats pulled up into the drive at Brenda 's home plate he noticed what a overnice home it was. Two floor, probably three or four bedrooms, the kitchen was very gracious with all the modern conveniences, he liked the `` mancave '' and was impressed that there was a three car garage. Brenda answered on the dong of the ding-dong of the doorbell. `` Eager, are we ? '' Chuck joked. `` Shut up and kiss me. '' She said `` Come here, I want you to meet my babies ''

Standing at the kitchen return was a beautiful girl with prospicient dishwater blond hair that fell freely off her shoulder joint down to just above a perfectly sculpted ass. Her legs were long and wonderfully muscled as if she participated in running or swimming sportswoman. Her face was breathtaking. She looked up from her snack and smiled sweetly as her mother introduced her. She was n't a clone of her Mom, but a smaller version with refinement. chow was taken by her. A offspring man with all-encompassing shoulder joint that paid grounds that he worked out and lifted free free weight appeared in the room access between the kitchen and the mancave. `` And these are my pride and joy. `` This is Briana, and this is Cary. '' Chuck extended his hand to Cary who shook it with sureness, and Briana nodded smiling a pretty smile.

'' I am depending on you to being on your expert demeanor. '' she admonished. `` Have we ever given you reason to occupy ? '' Briana offered, and with that Brenda kissed both of them on the lips and they were off.

On the drive business district to the dim sum restaurant Chuck had selected off the internet they talked about Chicago, and the reputation of rottenness and crime, they spoke about her nestling, chuck telling her that he was spellbound with Briana 's ravisher and appealingness. She said that Cary was her imaginary devotee. She was totally enamored with his boyish manners and killer bod. They laughed at these reflection and the conversation quickly turned to sex and the other nighttime. `` Well, what did you think ? '' Brenda asked chuck knew exactly what she was referring to, and he answered honestly. `` I had a raging hard-on all the way home, and had to beat off twice to get to slumber. '' Brenda squealed loudlywith approval.

'' I have to admit, my kitty was pretty wet when I got into bed, I wo n't say that I masturbated, but I will say that my vibrator did. '' eats laughed gaudy and long at that one. `` Was I good ? '' he asked her and with that she doubled over and sceamed that she thought she was going to pee her knickers, adding `` If I had worn any. '' They both laughed very concentrated and just made it to the restrooms of the 2d trading floor eatery he had selected. When they rejoined each other they had a fabulous repast at the sometime Formosan eatery in Chinatown. As they left the restaurant, Chuck led her through the assorted shops and sidewalk stands that created a terrific blend of old and new offering anything anyone could possibly ask for. At the threshold of one shop a small man whispered that he had potions that would keep grub erect for hour and make his lady a tiger in bed. `` Oooh Baby, let 's get some '', Brenda joked `` would you like a little tiger pussy tonight ? '' Chuck smiled and led her away from the shop. They spent an hour or so walking through the array of stands and storefronts until they reached the car. When they got in, Brenba put her arm around Chuck 's neck and she kissed him passionately. He kissed back. Her hand was massaging his swollen cock through his pants and his script were molding the firmness of her breasts.

They made out like teenager for respective hour, when Brenda said, '' Take 159th street to Torrence plough mightily to 172nd, we have an invoice at that suites hotel there. '' eats manuevered the car into dealings and before he knew it he was lying naked on the bed at that hotel with Brenda sucking his cock like she was starving for it. He pulled her around to get her snatch close to his face, her innate increase of pubic hair excited him as he ran his nose through her Vannevar Bush. `` Do you desire me to plane, '' she mumbled as she talked around his putz. `` No, I love it the way it is, '' he answered as he ran his tongue deep into her folds and massaged her clit with his lips. They ate and sucked each other for respective minutes, bringing Brenda to at to the lowest degree two climax and heightening the sensativity of both of their consistence. Chucks cock was diamond operose and throbbing in her mouth, he wanted to liberate his cum into either her mouth or her slit, he was not particular, he just wanted to cum. She increased her sucking and bobbed her point more quickly over his cock, sensing his need for alleviation. His caput jeked away from her pussy just long enough to choke out `` Oh fuck, I 'm cumming, oh baby suck that cock '' Brenda took the whole duration of his shaft into her throat and swallowed his copius warhead as he pumped it from his swollen testis.

Brenda actually experienced another orgasm as he came. She was ecstatic.
They lay quietly for various minutes letting the thaumaturgy of the moment fully sink in. Brenda kissed his prick lovingly and he returned the gesture by dipping his tongue deep into her slit and licking toward her asshole causing her to oink with delight.

They rested for a short meter and Brenda began sucking grub back to life-time. `` Baby, I need this deep inside my snatch, please. '' she said as his peter began to return to its bally posture. Chuck sank his cock fully into her in one stroke, and Brenda grunted approvingly as he bottomed out. `` Oh yeah child, '' she moaned `` fuck that tight bitch of mine, render me the shag of my aliveness. '' chuck did just that, three More times that night before they left the hotel at three in the morning when he took his date home.

Sunday dayspring, Brenda awoke to sounds in the kitchen that told her that her infant had been making breakfast. She drug her sore pussy out of bed and wrapped a robe around her and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. `` holy place shit, Mom '' Briana gasped. Brenda was surprised by her language, but realized that she probably did look awful. `` speech communication, youthful lady ! '' she spat at her. `` Mom, you look like you got gang banged by a ruck of Greenland caribou. '' That remark caused Brenda to chuckle and speculate on her premature eventide. `` What 's for breakfast ? '' she asked `` Breakfast ? '' Briana shot back, `` it 's two in the afternoon. You need a skillful spanking young lady. '' she continued causing her mother to blush deeply. `` Okay, okay, so I had a little fun last dark. It 's not like I do that very often and besides I really like this guy. '' she said defending her appearing and obvious want of decorum last night.

'' Hey, Mom, we 're just messing with you. We were so gladiolus you went out and got laid, you were getting bitchy as inferno. '' With that Brenda shot across the kitchen and slapped her girl hard on her cute small ass. They both laughed as they wrestled around together in mock anger. `` He must be something, Huh Mom ? '' Briana ventured. `` That 's none of your nosey assed business concern, you little diddly-shit. '' Brenda said playfully. `` Well, from the looking of you, he must make some stamina, too. '' Cary added. With that Brenda said `` enough. I am going up and taking a shower. '' Briana said `` convey two, and douche bag '', Brenda chuckled all the way back to her can. `` Douche '' she laughed, `` Fuck I need a firehose to get all that out of me ''

To be continued : See Chuck 's Chicago Assignment II