Chuck worked as a contract project manager for several clients. He accepted a six month on-site assignment for a Michigan processor of industrial additives. His project was to add a value stream to the plants production facilities. The stave at the small plant seemed friendly and easy to get along with, so he moved into a hotel a few miles from the works and locked up his condominium in IN for the duration of the projection. Everything went as could be expected for the first month, agenda being extended due to delivery failures, work arounds being implemented, pretty very much status quo.

In the second month an email reached his box announcing a safe calendar week that included luncheons every day for the stave, a chili cook-off and a big cook-out to end the week. He was personally invited to participate by the plant manager and his direct report, Brenda Collins, the time value current manager he worked for.
The first brace of days of the week, eats was actually too busy to participate so he sent an e-mail each day asking forgiveness for not attending. The instant day, Brenda came to the project drone with a large plate of barbecued ribs and brisket. He was slightly embarrassed by this but accepted the food and the companionship of his party boss gracefully.

Brenda was a slender brunette, short, about 5'-2 '' with a upright name. eats had noticed early that she did not fall apart a band, so he assumed she was not attached. She dressed fairly conservatively, but seemed always to wear off tops and blouses that showed off her very nice breasts. Her mire were never too tight. She was just an extremely attractive woman.

As they sat eating their lunch, she shared that she was a single mom with two kids, a girl 16 and a son 14. She said they were both dear youngster and did n't fight or bicker like most sidekick and sisters, so she felt blessed. They got full grades and the senior sister always helped the younger crony with homework and task so he would succeed. Chuck offered that she should be happy they got along so well. She smiled a pretty grinning and agreed. When they finished lunch, she asked him if he was going go unite them for the chili cook-off in two Clarence Day. He said that he was sorry that he did n't let a place to prepare his `` world celebrated '' recipe that would almost certainly win the competition. She laughed at his boasting and said that her kitchen could be made available for the preparation. chow pondered that idea 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 fudge up together '' That statement took his mind off the rest of that days business concern activities.

The next morning Chuck sent an e-mail accepting the offer of a seat to blend his conjuring trick potion and Brenda responded almost immediately with her address and home phone figure. She called several fourth dimension that day to affirm that he indeed intended to call in her.

The evening of chile cookery was pleasant, and playful. Brenda wore much to a greater extent casual and aphrodisiacal clothing to crop in her kitchen. Her forestage was over a duet of short cut-off jeans and a halter top. He had taken shore leave himself wearing walking shorts and a tee shirt that showed his wellspring trimmed breast and abs.
Brenda started the evening off with a fairly buckram vodka martini on the rocks for him, which washed away the fear of the day. She was drinking Moscata by the tumbler full and it did n't aim long before they were both pretty mellow.

The spice were blended, meat browned and veg added to each of their recipe and the pots were set to simmer. Brenda suggested that they move their drinking to the `` mancave '' so named because she decorated it in hope of trapping a man. Chuck laughed at that suggestion, as if she needed anything to get a man 's attending.

Brenda shared that her life as a value watercourse drawing card had its drawbacks, not the least of which was a tot abandonment of any kind of sociable lifetime at all. As they sat and became Thomas More and Thomas More mellow, chow playfully suggested mode she could heighten her opportunities. She laughed at some of his hypnotism, like joining an on-line dating grouping that held radical company and such. `` inferno, chuck, I 'm not that desperate '', she laughed and then looked kind of sad and added `` Am I ? ''

Chuck had struck a nerve and would like to have crawled under the lounge, when she brightened and said, `` I could always hire hot sexy undertaking director and seduce them while we made chili ''. That brought a welcome jape and rebutter from grub. They checked on the chili and Brenda mixed more martinis. `` piece of ass, you 're going to get me drunk. '' Chuck blurted. His cheek reddened and he immediately began apologizing for dropping the `` F-Bomb ''. Brenda snickered into her hand and answered `` What ... the fuck ... '' and then she laughed uncontrollably. `` Do n't worry about it, it 's one of my favourite words, just ask my tiddler. '' she laughed even louder. `` Not only is it one of my favorite Son, it is also one of my front-runner body process '' with that she doubled over in laugh. grub was still embarrassed and continued to apologize. Brenda, by now, free of all prohibition, looked at him and offered `` I 'm grave, I would rather bed than just say fuck. '' Her body was convulsing in laugh at this point and Chuck loosened up and joined her in the joke. `` Well we have way too many clothes on to fuck anyway. '' Chuck shot back. Brenda 's expression looked surprised and determined to do that affirmation false. `` well, fuck, then '' she blurted as she ripped the apron over her head followed by the halter top. `` Let 's see about that. '' she concluded standing there one-half naked, her truly magnificent breasts jutting out from her pectus proudly. While chow was elated he was not just a little bit worried that this game had gone too far. His contract was very lucrative and he was at risk of blowing it here.
Brenda ran her script over her tit and asked `` Do you guess my titties are too humble ? '' chuck 's brain had reached overload about five second ago. He was n't sure even how to answer that question, or actually whether to serve it at all. Brenda had obviously drank too much, and she was not the precise master she was in the government agency at all.

Chuck handed her the halter top and told her that he thought they maybe should name it a Night. Brenda expressed objections, but Chuck helped her put her hangman's halter top back on, and led her into the kitchen. He brewed a pot of coffee and sat her down for a cup. She once again objected, but he insisted and she complied under protest.

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

Embarrassed, Brenda said she had a good time, but they probably should n't do this again. He agreed and left, his chili still simmering on her kitchen stove.

Chapter two :

The next morning Chuck 's chief was the sizing of a basketball, and the buffeting was incessant. He showered and was at the plant a half hour early. He brewed very substantial coffee and fuddle it quickly trying to stir the boom from his brain. He busied himself with excel spreadsheets and project management software program to try to get the effigy of Brenda 's gorgeous mamilla out of his head. `` unintelligent piece of tail '' he thought aloud, as he imagined how good it would cause been to suck those amazing tit into his mouth.
'' Boy, you just do n't know when to drop by the wayside, do you ? '' he heard Brenda 's voice behind him. His face once again reddened from overplus. `` Oh Brenda, I 'm sorry, I did n't stimulate any idea you were here. '' He said apologetically. `` Let 's not go there again, okay ? '' Brenda said with a one-half smiling and a stifled chuckle. `` No, let 's not '' Chuck agreed.

They went to cultivate assembling materials for a sunup meeting when Chuck asked why she was there at all. `` I had to land in the chili '' she said, `` And I wanted to apologise for my dazed, slutty doings finale Night. '' She looked him in the eye to see what his reaction would be.

chuck cleared his throat nervously and spoke, `` No excuse necessary, we have all done thing when drinking that we would rather hold never done. '' she moved to the former side of the table 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 opening when you dropped the f-bomb. '' chuck looked surprised and puzzled. `` Were n't you just a niggling curious about why my youngster were n't there ? I mean you knew I had tike, I did n't hide that, and it was a school Nox ? '' eats looked at her with that amazing dumb expression men get when fair sex mess with their brain. `` I called my baby and told her to have the nestling spend the night at her home. '' I was planning to fuck your brains out, but you turned out to be a overnice guy, which is exactly what I would get laid to have but have n't been able to retrieve. '' Now Chuck 's superfluity was turning into pity. He felt sorry that he had ever placed Brenda or himself in that stead. She was truly beautiful and now he realized that she was also very sweet.
'' looking at, '' he began, `` Maybe we need to start all over again. Maybe we need to give birth a appointment that is n't charged with sexual Energy and fueled by alcohol. blaze, Brenda, you 're a chemical engineer for Jesus of Nazareth 's sake, you know how fickle alcohol is. '' with that they both chuckled. `` Yes I do have it away, '' she said `` And I was about to burn my whole home down cobbler's last night. ''

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

The chili cook-off was an beat success with nine entryway, Chuck did n't win, but everyone agreed that his chilli was one of the best. Everyone admitted that it was more political than culinary, and each person voted for the chilli made by either their direct executive program or someone higher to make them palpate good.
A warm electronic mail 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 betimes Saturday eve. They were like two college newbie anticipating their date.

Chapter three :

When chuck pulled up into the drive at Brenda 's family he noticed what a squeamish abode it was. Two taradiddle, probably three or four bedchamber, the kitchen was very nice with all the modern amenities, 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 buzzer. `` bore, are we ? '' grub joked. `` Shut up and kiss me. '' She said `` Come here, I want you to meet my babe ''

Standing at the kitchen parry was a beautiful young lady with long dishwater blond pilus that fell freely off her articulatio humeri down to just above a perfectly sculpted ass. Her legs were yearn and wonderfully muscled as if she participated in running or swimming athletics. Her face was breathtaking. She looked up from her snack and smiled sweetly as her female parent introduced her. She was n't a knockoff of her Mom, but a pocket-sized reading with culture. Chuck was taken by her. A Lester Willis Young man with broad shoulders that paid grounds that he worked out and lifted absolve weights appeared in the door 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 authority, and Briana nodded smiling a pretty smiling.

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

On the drive downtown to the dim sum eating house Chuck had selected off the net they talked about Chicago, and the reputation of corruption and crime, they spoke about her shaver, eats telling her that he was spellbound with Briana 's beauty and spell. She said that Cary was her imaginary lover. She was totally enamored with his schoolboyish manner and killer bod. They laughed at these observations and the conversation quickly turned to sex and the other night. `` Well, what did you recollect ? '' Brenda asked Chuck knew exactly what she was referring to, and he answered honestly. `` I had a raging erection all the way dwelling house, and had to exhaust off twice to get to kip. '' Brenda squealed loudlywith approval.

'' I have to admit, my pussy was pretty wet when I got into bed, I wo n't say that I masturbated, but I will say that my vibrator did. '' Chuck laughed loud 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 pants, adding `` If I had worn any. '' They both laughed very hard and just made it to the restroom of the bit base eatery he had selected. When they rejoined each other they had a mythic repast at the quondam Formosan eatery in Chinatown. As they left the eating house, Chuck led her through the respective shop and sidewalk stands that created a marvelous blend of old and new offering anything anyone could possibly ask for. At the door of one shop class a humble man whispered that he had potions that would keep eats erect for hours and make his ma'am a tiger in bed. `` Oooh babe, let 's get some '', Brenda joked `` would you like a lilliputian tiger pussycat tonight ? '' Chuck smiled and led her away from the shop. They spent an hr or so walking through the array of standstill and storefront until they reached the car. When they got in, Brenba put her arm around chow 's neck and she kissed him passionately. He kissed back. Her hand was massaging his swollen cock through his gasp and his hands were molding the firmness of her breasts.

They made out like stripling for several minutes, when Brenda said, '' Take 159th street to Torrence change by reversal mightily to 172nd, we have an history at that suites hotel there. '' Chuck manuevered the car into traffic and before he knew it he was lying naked on the bed at that hotel with Brenda sucking his rooster like she was starving for it. He pulled her around to get her pussy close to his font, her raw growth of pubic hair excited him as he ran his nose through her bush. `` Do you want me to shave, '' she mumbled as she talked around his pecker. `` No, I love it the way it is, '' he answered as he ran his spit deep into her congregation and massaged her clit with his mouth. They ate and sucked each other for several minutes, bringing Brenda to at least two orgasms and heightening the sensativity of both of their trunk. chow cock was diamond hard and throbbing in her backtalk, he wanted to let go of his cum into either her mouth or her slit, he was not particular proposition, he just wanted to cum. She increased her sucking and bobbed her foreland more quickly over his turncock, sensing his need for relief. His oral sex jeked away from her puss just long enough to exit out `` Oh fuck, I 'm cumming, oh baby suck that prick '' Brenda took the whole duration of his dig into her throat and swallowed his copius load as he pumped it from his swollen orb.

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

They rested for a short fourth dimension and Brenda began sucking chuck back to life. `` child, I need this inscrutable inside my pussy, please. '' she said as his cock began to recall to its nooky posture. grub sank his cock fully into her in one stroke, and Brenda grunted approvingly as he bottomed out. `` Oh yeah baby, '' she moaned `` fuck that tight cunt of mine, give me the piece of tail of my animation. '' eats did just that, three to a greater extent times that night before they left the hotel at three in the first light when he took his engagement home.

William Ashley Sunday morning, Brenda awoke to auditory sensation in the kitchen that told her that her babe had been making breakfast. She drug her sore cunt out of bed and wrapped a robe around her and walked down the step to the kitchen. `` Holy horseshit, Mom '' Briana gasped. Brenda was surprised by her language, but realized that she probably did look awful. `` Language, youthful lady ! '' she spat at her. `` Mom, you look like you got gang banged by a herd of Rangifer tarandus. '' That comment caused Brenda to chortle and ponder on her previous eventide. `` What 's for breakfast ? '' she asked `` Breakfast ? '' Briana shot back, `` it 's two in the afternoon. You need a full spanking young noblewoman. '' she continued causing her mother to crimson deeply. `` Okay, O.K., so I had a trivial fun last night. It 's not like I do that very often and besides I really like this guy. '' she said defending her visual aspect and obvious deficiency of decorum endure night.

'' Hey, Mom, we 're just messing with you. We were so glad you went out and got laid, you were getting bitchy as Hell. '' With that Brenda shot across the kitchen and slapped her daughter hard on her precious little 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 job, you little squat. '' Brenda said playfully. `` Well, from the looks of you, he must feature some staying power, too. '' Cary added. With that Brenda said `` Enough. I am going up and taking a exhibitor. '' Briana said `` take on two, and douche '', Brenda chuckled all the way back to her toilet. `` Douche '' she laughed, `` Fuck I need a firehose to get all that out of me ''

To be continued : See eats 's Chicago naming II