Chuck worked as a contract undertaking coach for various client. He accepted a six calendar month on-site assignment for a Chicago processor of industrial additives. His project was to add a economic value stream to the flora product facilities. The stave at the small flora seemed friendly and slowly to get along with, so he moved into a hotel a few statute mile from the plant and locked up his condo in Robert Indiana for the duration of the project. Everything went as could be expected for the first month, agenda being extended due to delivery failure, work arounds being implemented, pretty much condition quo.

In the bit month an email reached his box announcing a safety workweek that included luncheon every day for the staff, a chilli cook-off and a big cook-out to end the week. He was personally invited to participate by the industrial plant manager and his point story, Brenda Collins, the time value stream manager he worked for.
The number one distich of days of the week, grub was actually too busy to participate so he sent an email each day asking forgiveness for not attending. The secondment day, Brenda came to the project trailer with a gravid plate of barbecued rib and brisket. He was slightly embarrassed by this but accepted the food and the company of his boss gracefully.

Brenda was a slender brunette, short, about 5'-2 '' with a good figure. Chuck had noticed early that she did not wear upon a ring, so he assumed she was not attached. She dressed fairly conservatively, but seemed always to jade tops and blouses that showed off her very skillful tit. Her slacks were never too tight. She was just an extremely attractive fair sex.

As they sat eating their tiffin, she shared that she was a single mom with two kids, a female child 16 and a son 14. She said they were both right kids and did n't fight or pettifog like almost brothers and sis, so she felt blessed. They got good grade and the older sister always helped the younger buddy with homework and project so he would succeed. grub offered that she should be happy they got along so well. She smiled a pretty grin and agreed. When they finished lunch, she asked him if he was going go join them for the chili cook-off in two day. He said that he was sorry that he did n't have a shoes to get up his `` humans famous '' recipe that would almost certainly win the challenger. She laughed at his boasting and said that her kitchen could be made available for the formulation. chuck pondered that thought process and said he would get back with her. She smiled over her shoulder as she left the dawdler and said `` You might like what we could cook up together '' That financial statement took his intellect off the rest of that days business action.

The next aurora Chuck sent an e-mail accepting the crack of a place to combine his magic potion and Brenda responded almost immediately with her address and dwelling telephone set figure. She called several times that day to confirm that he indeed intended to visit her.

The evening of chili cooking was pleasant, and playful. Brenda wore much more perfunctory and aphrodisiac clothing to work in her kitchen. Her apron was over a twain of brusque cut-off jeans and a halter top. He had taken liberties himself wearing walking shorts and a tee shirt that showed his well trimmed chest and abs.
Brenda started the evening off with a pretty stiff vodka martini on the rock for him, which washed away the cares of the day. She was drinking Moscata by the tumbler full and it did n't exact prospicient before they were both pretty mellow.

The spiciness were blended, meat browned and veggie 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. grub laughed at that suggestion, as if she needed anything to get a man 's attention.

Brenda shared that her life sentence as a value flow drawing card had its drawbacks, not the least of which was a total abandonment of any kind of sociable liveliness at all. As they sat and became more and More mellow, Chuck playfully suggested ways she could enhance her opportunities. She laughed at some of his hint, like joining an on-line dating radical that held group political party and such. `` Hell, grub, I 'm not that desperate '', she laughed and then looked sort of sad and added `` Am I ? ''

eats had struck a cheek and would wish to have crawled under the sofa, when she brightened and said, `` I could always take hot sexy labor managers and seduce them while we made chili con carne ''. That brought a receive laugh and rebutter from Chuck. They checked on the chile and Brenda mixed more martinis. `` nookie, you 're going to get me salute. '' Chuck blurted. His grimace 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 dearie words, just ask my small fry. '' she laughed even louder. `` Not only is it one of my favorite words, it is also one of my favourite body process '' with that she doubled over in laughter. Chuck was still embarrassed and continued to apologise. Brenda, by now, free of all inhibitions, looked at him and offered `` I 'm unplayful, I would rather fuck than just say screwing. '' Her body was convulsing in laugh at this distributor point and chuck 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 surprise and determined to wee that statement false. `` well, fuck, then '' she blurted as she ripped the forestage over her head followed by the halter top. `` Let 's see about that. '' she concluded standing there half naked, her unfeignedly splendid bosom jutting out from her chest proudly. While chuck was elated he was not just a little bit worried that this game had gone too far. His contract was very moneymaking and he was at hazard of blowing it here.
Brenda ran her hands over her breasts and asked `` Do you call back my titties are too small ? '' eats 's mental capacity had reached overload about five instant ago. He was n't sure even how to do that doubt, or actually whether to suffice it at all. Brenda had obviously drank too much, and she was not the accurate professional she was in the agency at all.

Chuck handed her the halter top and told her that he thought they maybe should phone it a night. Brenda expressed objections, but Chuck helped her put her halter top back on, and led her into the kitchen. He brewed a pot of coffee berry 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 metre, but they probably should n't do this again. He agreed and left, his chili still simmering on her stove.

Chapter two :

The succeeding morning grub 's principal was the size of a basketball, and the throb was incessant. He showered and was at the plant a half hour early. He brewed very strong burnt umber and pledge it quickly trying to shake the skag from his brain. He busied himself with excel spreadsheets and project management software to try to get the effigy of Brenda 's gorgeous boob out of his principal. `` Stupid roll in the hay '' he thought aloud, as he imagined how estimable it would have been to blow those amazing nipples into his mouth.
'' Boy, you just do n't have it off when to quit, do you ? '' he heard Brenda 's representative behind him. His face once again reddened from embarrassment. `` Oh Brenda, I 'm meritless, 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 smiling and a stifled chuckle. `` No, let 's not '' eats agreed.

They went to operate assembling materials for a forenoon 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 unintelligent, slutty behavior end nighttime. '' She looked him in the eye to see what his reaction would be.

Chuck cleared his throat nervously and spoke, `` No apologies requisite, we have all done matter when drinking that we would rather accept never done. '' she moved to the other face 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 complete opening when you dropped the f-bomb. '' Chuck looked surprise and puzzled. `` Were n't you just a little peculiar about why my kids were n't there ? I mean you knew I had kids, I did n't hide that, and it was a school dark ? '' Chuck looked at her with that amazing dense look men get when women mess with their brain. `` I called my baby and told her to have got the Thomas Kid spend the night at her household. '' I was planning to fuck your nous out, but you turned out to be a prissy guy, which is exactly what I would love to ingest but have n't been capable to obtain. '' Now chow 's embarrassment was turning into pity. He felt sorry that he had ever placed Brenda or himself in that stance. 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 date that is n't charged with sexual energy and fueled by alcohol. Hell, Brenda, you 're a chemical locomotive engineer for Christ 's sake, you know how volatile alcohol is. '' with that they both chuckled. `` Yes I do get it on, '' she said `` And I was about to burn my whole star sign down last dark. ''

chow put his weapon system around her and gave her a hug. `` Can I have another chance ? '' he asked.
She lifted her face to his and their lips met. `` Yep, pudden-head screw. '' and then they both laughed loudly.

The chilli cook-off was an stupefy success with nine entries, Chuck did n't win, but everyone agreed that his chili was one of the unspoilt. Everyone admitted that it was more political than culinary, and each mortal voted for the chili pepper made by either their direct executive program or somebody higher to do them sense good.
A quick email from Brenda suggested that they do Chinese that weekend in Chinatown. Chuck agreed and told her that he would pick her up at her place early Sabbatum eventide. They were like two college newcomer anticipating their particular date.

Chapter three :

When Chuck pulled up into the drive at Brenda 's home plate he noticed what a overnice home it was. Two fib, probably three or four chamber, 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 bell. `` 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 heel counter was a beautiful girl with foresighted dishwater blonde hair that fell freely off her shoulders down to just above a perfectly sculpted ass. Her legs were foresightful and wonderfully muscled as if she participated in running or swimming sport. 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 rendering with refinements. eats was taken by her. A young man with broad articulatio humeri that paid evidence that he worked out and lifted complimentary system of weights appeared in the doorway 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 in effect behaviour. '' she admonished. `` Have we ever given you reason to worry ? '' 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 Newmarket, and the repute of corruption and offence, they spoke about her fry, chuck telling her that he was spellbound with Briana 's knockout and charm. She said that Cary was her imaginary lover. She was totally enamored with his boylike manners and Orcinus orca bod. They laughed at these observations and the conversation quickly turned to sex and the other night. `` Well, what did you call back ? '' Brenda asked Chuck knew exactly what she was referring to, and he answered honestly. `` I had a raging hard-on all the way household, and had to beat 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. '' grub laughed loud and hanker 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 pant, adding `` If I had worn any. '' They both laughed very knockout and just made it to the restrooms of the second story restaurant he had selected. When they rejoined each other they had a fabulous repast at the oldest Chinese eating house in Chinatown. As they left the eating place, grub led her through the several shops and sidewalk stands that created a wonderful blend of old and new offer anything anyone could possibly ask for. At the door of one shop a small man whispered that he had potions that would keep Chuck erect for time of day and make his madam a tiger in bed. `` Oooh Baby, let 's get some '', Brenda joked `` would you like a lilliputian tiger puss tonight ? '' Chuck smiled and led her away from the shop class. They spent an hour or so walk through the regalia of stands and shopfront 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 shaft through his pants and his hands were molding the firmness of her breasts.

They made out like adolescent for several proceedings, when Brenda said, '' Take 159th street to Torrence turn rightfulness to 172nd, we have an account at that suites hotel there. '' chow manuevered the car into traffic 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 puss closing to his face, her born growth of pubic tomentum excited him as he ran his nose through her shrub. `` Do you desire me to plane, '' she mumbled as she talked around his tool. `` No, I love it the way it is, '' he answered as he ran his lingua deep into her folds and massaged her button with his sass. They ate and sucked each early for respective minutes, bringing Brenda to at least two orgasms and heightening the sensativity of both of their organic structure. Chucks cock was diamond intemperate and throbbing in her mouth, he wanted to release his cum into either her mouth or her cunt, he was not particular, he just wanted to cum. She increased her sucking and bobbed her head more quickly over his cock, sensing his indigence for embossment. His head jeked away from her pussy just long enough to choke out `` Oh fuck, I 'm cumming, oh baby suck that peter '' Brenda took the unharmed length of his scape into her throat and swallowed his copius lading as he pumped it from his swollen clod.

Brenda actually experienced another climax as he came. She was ecstatic.
They lay quietly for various minutes letting the magic trick of the import fully sink in. Brenda kissed his cock lovingly and he returned the gesture by dipping his clapper deep into her pussy and licking toward her asshole causing her to squeal with delight.

They rested for a short meter and Brenda began sucking Chuck back to life. `` Baby, I need this deep inside my pussy, please. '' she said as his peter began to return to its roll in the hay carriage. Chuck sank his cock fully into her in one virgule, and Brenda grunted approvingly as he bottomed out. `` Oh yeah baby, '' she moaned `` fuck that tight cunt of mine, commit me the fucking of my life. '' chuck did just that, three more times that Night before they left the hotel at three in the cockcrow when he took his appointment home.

Sunday cockcrow, Brenda awoke to auditory sensation in the kitchen that told her that her babies had been making breakfast. She drug her sore twat out of bed and wrapped a gown around her and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. `` holy motherfucker, Mom '' Briana gasped. Brenda was surprised by her terminology, but realized that she probably did calculate awful. `` Language, young ma'am ! '' she spat at her. `` Mom, you look like you got gang banged by a herd of caribou. '' That input 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 good afternoon. You need a good spanking young lady. '' she continued causing her mother to blush deeply. `` Okay, O.K., so I had a niggling fun finis 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 lack of decorousness last 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 guesswork across the kitchen and slapped her daughter hard on her cute 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 concern, you little shit. '' Brenda said playfully. `` Well, from the face of you, he must have some stamen, too. '' Cary added. With that Brenda said `` Enough. I am going up and taking a shower. '' Briana said `` Take 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 grub 's Chicago Assignment II