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

In the second calendar month an e-mail reached his box announcing a safety week that included lunch every day for the staff, a chili cook-off and a big cook-out to end the week. He was personally invited to participate by the industrial plant manager and his maneuver report, Brenda collins, the value flow director he worked for.
The first couple of days of the week, Chuck was actually too meddlesome to participate so he sent an e-mail each day asking pardon for not attending. The second day, Brenda came to the project laggard with a large plate of barbecued rib and brisket. He was slightly embarrassed by this but accepted the food and the company of his gaffer gracefully.

Brenda was a slender brunette, short, about 5'-2 '' with a good figure. Chuck had noticed early that she did not bust a hoop, so he assumed she was not attached. She dressed fairly conservatively, but seemed always to wear tip and blouses that showed off her very nice chest. Her slack were never too blotto. She was just an extremely attractive woman.

As they sat eating their tiffin, she shared that she was a single mom with two kids, a girl 16 and a son 14. She said they were both good kid and did n't contend or bicker like most Brother and babe, so she felt blessed. They got good grades and the onetime sister always helped the untried brother with homework and projects so he would succeed. Chuck offered that she should be happy they got along so well. She smiled a pretty smiling and agreed. When they finished lunch, she asked him if he was going go get together them for the chile cook-off in two days. He said that he was sorry that he did n't throw a place to prepare his `` world famous '' formula that would almost certainly win the competition. She laughed at his boasting and said that her kitchen could be made available for the planning. Chuck pondered that mentation 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 prepare up together '' That statement took his mind off the ease of that days business enterprise activity.

The next morning eats sent an e-mail accepting the offer of a lieu to blend in his magic potion and Brenda responded almost immediately with her destination and habitation phone telephone number. She called several times that day to confirm that he indeed intended to visit her.

The eve of chili cooking was pleasant, and playful. Brenda wore much to a greater extent casual and sexier vesture to work in her kitchen. Her apron was over a couplet of short-change cut-off jeans and a hempen necktie top. He had taken familiarity himself wearing walking trunks and a tee shirt that showed his well trimmed thorax and abs.
Brenda started the evening off with a pretty stiff vodka martini on the John Rock for him, which washed away the tending of the day. She was drinking Moscata by the tumbler full and it did n't take long 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 drinking to the `` mancave '' so named because she decorated it in hopes of trapping a man. chow laughed at that suggestion, as if she needed anything to get a man 's attention.

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

Chuck had struck a mettle and would care to give birth crawled under the sofa, when she brightened and said, `` I could always lease hot sexy undertaking managers and seduce them while we made chili ''. That brought a welcome laugh and rebuttal from Chuck. They checked on the chili and Brenda mixed more martinis. `` Fuck, you 're going to get me imbibe. '' grub blurted. His fount reddened and he immediately began apologizing for dropping the `` F-Bomb ''. Brenda snickered into her deal and answered `` What ... the piece of ass ... '' and then she laughed uncontrollably. `` Do n't worry about it, it 's one of my favorite words, just ask my small fry. '' she laughed even louder. `` Not only is it one of my favorite Scripture, it is also one of my favorite activities '' with that she doubled over in laughter. Chuck was still embarrassed and continued to apologize. Brenda, by now, free people of all inhibitions, looked at him and offered `` I 'm grave, I would rather fuck than just say shtup. '' Her torso was convulsing in laughter at this detail 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 face looked storm and determined to make that statement false. `` Well, fuck, then '' she blurted as she ripped the apron over her question followed by the halter top. `` Let 's see about that. '' she concluded standing there one-half naked, her truly magnificent titty jutting out from her dresser proudly. While chow was elated he was not just a footling bit worried that this biz had gone too far. His contract bridge was very lucrative and he was at risk of blowing it here.
Brenda ran her hands over her white meat and asked `` Do you think my titties are too small ? '' chuck 's brainiac had reached overload about five minutes ago. He was n't sure even how to answer that question, or actually whether to answer it at all. Brenda had obviously pledge too much, and she was not the exact professional she was in the power at all.

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

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

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

Chapter two :

The next morning Chuck 's question was the sizing of a hoops, and the pounding was incessant. He showered and was at the works a half hour early. He brewed very strong coffee and drank it quickly trying to didder the thunder from his brain. He busied himself with surpass spreadsheets and project management software to try to get the image of Brenda 's gorgeous titmouse out of his head teacher. `` Stupid Fuck '' he thought aloud, as he imagined how good it would hold been to suck those baffle nipples into his mouth.
'' Boy, you just do n't have it away when to resign, do you ? '' he heard Brenda 's articulation behind him. His face once again reddened from embarrassment. `` Oh Brenda, I 'm no-good, I did n't throw 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 '' chuck agreed.

They went to crop assembling materials for a morning meeting when eats asked why she was there at all. `` I had to bring in the chili '' she said, `` And I wanted to apologize for my stupefied, slutty behavior last night. '' She looked him in the eye to see what his reaction would be.

eats cleared his pharynx nervously and spoke, `` No apologies necessity, we have all done affair when drinking that we would rather let 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 tense opening when you dropped the f-bomb. '' chuck looked surprised and puzzled. `` Were n't you just a little funny about why my nestling were n't there ? I mean you knew I had nestling, I did n't hide that, and it was a school night ? '' grub looked at her with that amazing dumb look men get when adult female mess with their creative thinker. `` I called my sis and told her to sustain the kids spend the nighttime at her planetary house. '' I was planning to know your brains out, but you turned out to be a nice guy, which is exactly what I would love to take but have n't been able to find. '' Now Chuck 's embarrassment was turning into pity. He felt sorry that he had ever placed Brenda or himself in that attitude. She was truly beautiful and now he realized that she was also very sweet.
'' Look, '' he began, `` Maybe we need to start all over again. Maybe we need to have a engagement that is n't charged with sexual energy and fueled by alcohol. hell on earth, Brenda, you 're a chemical engineer for Jesus Christ 's saki, you know how volatile alcoholic beverage is. '' with that they both chuckled. `` Yes I do know, '' she said `` And I was about to burn my whole theater down last night. ''

Chuck put his arms around her and gave her a hug. `` Can I have another chance ? '' he asked.
She lifted her face to his and their back talk met. `` Yep, stupid screwing. '' and then they both laughed loudly.

The chili cook-off was an amazing succeeder with nine entries, Chuck did n't win, but everyone agreed that his chilli was one of the sound. Everyone admitted that it was more political than culinary, and each soul voted for the chili made by either their direct supervisory program or someone gamey to make them feel trade good.
A prompt e-mail from Brenda suggested that they do Formosan that weekend in Chinatown. eats agreed and told her that he would pick her up at her place former Sat even. They were like two college newcomer anticipating their appointment.

Chapter three :

When Chuck pulled up into the driving force at Brenda 's habitation he noticed what a gracious home it was. Two story, probably three or four bedrooms, the kitchen was very gracious with all the Bodoni 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 doorbell. `` Eager, are we ? '' grub joked. `` Shut up and kiss me. '' She said `` seed here, I want you to meet my babies ''

Standing at the kitchen parry was a beautiful young lady with long dishwater blond hair that fell freely off her articulatio humeri down to just above a perfectly sculpted ass. Her wooden leg were yearn and wonderfully muscled as if she participated in running or swimming mutation. Her fount 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 edition with refinement. chow was taken by her. A young man with broad shoulders that paid grounds that he worked out and lifted free weights appeared in the door between the kitchen and the mancave. `` And these are my pridefulness and joy. `` This is Briana, and this is Cary. '' Chuck extended his mitt to Cary who shook it with authorization, and Briana nodded smiling a pretty grin.

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

On the ride business district to the dim sum restaurant Chuck had selected off the net they talked about Chicago, and the report of putrefaction and crime, they spoke about her tyke, grub telling her that he was spellbound with Briana 's beaut and charm. She said that Cary was her imaginary lover. She was totally enamored with his boyish manners and killer bod. They laughed at these notice and the conversation quickly turned to sex and the other Nox. `` Well, what did you recall ? '' Brenda asked chuck knew exactly what she was referring to, and he answered honestly. `` I had a raging erection all the way rest home, and had to beat off twice to get to slumber. '' Brenda squealed loudlywith approval.

'' I have to allow, 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. '' grub laughed aloud 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 restrooms of the second trading floor eating house he had selected. When they rejoined each former they had a fabulous meal at the one-time Chinese eating house in Chinatown. As they left the restaurant, chuck led her through the diverse shops and sidewalk stands that created a wonderful blending of old and new offering anything anyone could possibly ask for. At the door of one shop a small man whispered that he had potions that would hold eats erect for hours and make his lady a tiger in bed. `` Oooh baby, let 's get some '', Brenda joked `` would you like a little tiger pussy tonight ? '' chow smiled and led her away from the shop. They spent an minute or so walking through the array of stands and shopfront 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 hired man was massaging his swollen cock through his knickers and his hired man were molding the resolve of her breasts.

They made out like adolescent for several minute of arc, when Brenda said, '' Take 159th street to Torrence ferment mightily to 172nd, we have an account at that suites hotel there. '' Chuck 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 pussy close to his face, her cancel growth of pubic hair excited him as he ran his nose through her Dubya. `` Do you want me to plane, '' she mumbled as she talked around his hawkshaw. `` No, I love it the way it is, '' he answered as he ran his clapper deep into her folds and massaged her clit with his backtalk. They ate and sucked each other for several minutes, bringing Brenda to at least two orgasm and heightening the sensativity of both of their consistence. chow putz was diamond heavy and throbbing in her mouth, he wanted to release his cum into either her mouth or her cunt, he was not especial, he just wanted to cum. She increased her suck and bobbed her head more quickly over his cock, sensing his need for relief. His head jeked away from her pussy just long enough to choke out `` Oh fuck, I 'm cumming, oh infant suck that rooster '' Brenda took the whole length of his shaft into her pharynx and swallowed his copius onus as he pumped it from his swollen formal.

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

They rested for a short-circuit meter and Brenda began sucking Chuck back to liveliness. `` babe, I need this bass inside my cunt, please. '' she said as his cock began to turn back to its fucking strength. chuck sank his peter fully into her in one chance event, and Brenda grunted approvingly as he bottomed out. `` Oh yeah babe, '' she moaned `` screwing that tight cunt of mine, yield me the fucking of my life story. '' 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 morning, Brenda awoke to sound in the kitchen that told her that her child 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 shit, Mom '' Briana gasped. Brenda was surprised by her voice communication, but realized that she probably did look awful. `` Language, Edward Young lady ! '' she spat at her. `` Mom, you look like you got gang banged by a herd of caribou. '' That comment caused Brenda to chuckle and reflect on her previous evening. `` What 's for breakfast ? '' she asked `` Breakfast ? '' Briana shot back, `` it 's two in the afternoon. You need a good spanking Loretta Young lady. '' she continued causing her female parent to blush deeply. `` okay, okeh, so I had a picayune fun concluding night. It 's not like I do that very often and besides I really like this guy. '' she said defending her appearance and obvious lack of decorum live on dark.

'' Hey, Mom, we 're just messing with you. We were so sword lily you went out and got laid, you were getting bitchy as Scheol. '' With that Brenda shot across the kitchen and slapped her daughter hard on her cute little ass. They both laughed as they wrestled around together in mock angriness. `` He must be something, Huh Mom ? '' Briana ventured. `` That 's none of your nosey assed business, you petty shit. '' Brenda said playfully. `` Well, from the looks of you, he must cause some toughness, too. '' Cary added. With that Brenda said `` sufficiency. I am going up and taking a shower. '' Briana said `` take two, and douche '', Brenda chuckled all the way back to her bathroom. `` Douche '' she laughed, `` Fuck I need a firehose to get all that out of me ''

To be continued : See chuck 's Chicago Assignment II