chow worked as a contract project manager for several client. He accepted a six calendar month on-site assigning for a Chicago C.P.U. of industrial additives. His undertaking was to add a time value stream to the plants product installation. The staff at the humble industrial plant seemed favorable and easy to get along with, so he moved into a hotel a few land mile from the plant and locked up his condo in Indiana for the duration of the project. Everything went as could be expected for the maiden calendar month, schedules being extended due to delivery nonstarter, work arounds being implemented, pretty often condition quo.

In the second month an email reached his box announcing a condom week that included lunch every day for the stave, a chili cook-off and a big cook-out to end the week. He was personally invited to take part by the plant director and his manoeuver report, Brenda Collins, the value watercourse managing director he worked for.
The first-class honours degree couple of daylight of the week, eats was actually too busy to participate so he sent an email each day asking forgiveness for not attending. The second day, Brenda came to the project trailer with a large plate of barbecued rib and brisket. He was slightly embarrassed by this but accepted the food and the caller of his boss gracefully.

Brenda was a slender brunet, short, about 5'-2 '' with a just figure. Chuck 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 breasts. Her slacks were never too pie-eyed. 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 little girl 16 and a son 14. She said they were both good tiddler and did n't fight down or niggle like about pal and Sister, so she felt blessed. They got right grades and the older sister always helped the untested pal with prep and projects so he would succeed. Chuck offered that she should be felicitous they got along so well. She smiled a pretty grin and agreed. When they finished lunch, she asked him if he was going go fall in them for the chilly cook-off in two days. He said that he was sorry that he did n't have a place to prepare his `` universe celebrated '' formula that would almost certainly win the competition. She laughed at his boasting and said that her kitchen could be made uncommitted for the cookery. Chuck pondered that thought process and said he would get back with her. She smiled over her shoulder as she left the poke and said `` You might care what we could cook up together '' That statement took his intellect off the rest of that days clientele activities.

The future morning chow sent an e-mail accepting the whirl of a home to mix his magic potion and Brenda responded almost immediately with her address and nursing home headphone act. She called various metre that day to corroborate that he indeed intended to visit her.

The evening of chili cooking was pleasant, and playful. Brenda wore much Thomas More casual and sexier article of clothing to work in her kitchen. Her apron was over a duad of short cut-off jeans and a hempen necktie top. He had taken liberties himself wearing walking shorts and a tee shirt that showed his fountainhead trimmed chest and abs.
Brenda started the evening off with a middling stiff vodka martini on the Rock for him, which washed away the cares of the day. She was drinking Moscata by the roller 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 mickle were set to simmer. Brenda suggested that they move their crapulence to the `` mancave '' so named because she decorated it in hopes of trapping a man. Chuck laughed at that suggestion, as if she needed anything to get a man 's tending.

Brenda shared that her life as a value stream loss leader had its drawbacks, not the least of which was a totality defection of any kind of social life history at all. As they sat and became more and more mellow, Chuck playfully suggested ways she could enhance her opportunity. She laughed at some of his suggestions, like joining an online dating group that held group party and such. `` blaze, grub, I 'm not that desperate '', she laughed and then looked form of sad and added `` Am I ? ''

eats had struck a cheek and would like to get crawled under the sofa, when she brightened and said, `` I could always hire hot sexy labor managers and seduce them while we made chilli ''. That brought a welcome laugh and rebuttal from Chuck. They checked on the chili and Brenda mixed More martinis. `` shtup, you 're going to get me drunk. '' chuck blurted. His face reddened and he immediately began apologizing for dropping the `` F-Bomb ''. Brenda snickered into her hand and answered `` What ... the shtup ... '' and then she laughed uncontrollably. `` Do n't care about it, it 's one of my favorite words, just ask my tike. '' she laughed even louder. `` Not only is it one of my favourite words, it is also one of my favorite natural process '' with that she doubled over in laugh. Chuck was still embarrassed and continued to apologize. Brenda, by now, free of all suppression, looked at him and offered `` I 'm sober, I would rather roll in the hay than just say piece of ass. '' Her soundbox was convulsing in laughter at this pointedness and eats loosened up and joined her in the antic. `` Well we have way too many clothes on to fuck anyway. '' eats shot back. Brenda 's human face looked storm and determined to defecate that argument false. `` fountainhead, roll in the hay, then '' she blurted as she ripped the apron over her head followed by the hangman's rope top. `` Let 's see about that. '' she concluded standing there half raw, her truly magnificent breasts 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 remunerative and he was at danger of blowing it here.
Brenda ran her hands over her bosom and asked `` Do you recall my boob are too humble ? '' Chuck 's wit had reached overload about five minutes ago. He was n't sure even how to answer that motion, or actually whether to reply it at all. Brenda had obviously toast too much, and she was not the precise professional she was in the office at all.

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

Chapter two :

The following dayspring eats 's forefront was the size of a basketball, and the pound was incessant. He showered and was at the flora a half hour early. He brewed very strong coffee tree and drink it quickly trying to shake the thunder from his brain. He busied himself with surpass spreadsheets and project management software program to try to get the look-alike of Brenda 's gorgeous pap out of his head. `` Stupid nooky '' he thought aloud, as he imagined how good it would have been to suckle those stick nipple into his mouth.
'' Boy, you just do n't know when to quit, do you ? '' he heard Brenda 's voice behind him. His face once again reddened from embarrassment. `` Oh Brenda, I 'm sorry, I did n't have got 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 '' grub agreed.

They went to work assembling fabric for a morning meeting when Chuck asked why she was there at all. `` I had to make for in the chile '' she said, `` And I wanted to apologize for my stupe, slutty conduct last night. '' She looked him in the eye to see what his chemical reaction would be.

Chuck cleared his throat nervously and spoke, `` No apologia necessary, we have all done things when drinking that we would rather hold never done. '' she moved to the other English of the tabular array they were working on and continued, `` No, I was not that inebriate, I knew what I was doing, I had that planned all night, you just gave me the double-dyed opening when you dropped the f-bomb. '' Chuck looked surprised and puzzled. `` Were n't you just a little curious about why my child were n't there ? I mean you knew I had tiddler, I did n't hide that, and it was a schooltime night ? '' Chuck looked at her with that amazing silent face men get when women mess with their head. `` I called my baby and told her to possess the shaver spend the night at her house. '' I was planning to bonk your brains out, but you turned out to be a nice guy, which is exactly what I would love to accept 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 position. 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 get-up-and-go and fueled by alcohol. Hell, Brenda, you 're a chemical engineer for Christ 's saki, you know how volatile alcohol is. '' with that they both chuckled. `` Yes I do have it off, '' she said `` And I was about to burn down my whole house down last night. ''

grub 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 lips met. `` Yep, stupid person fuck. '' and then they both laughed loudly.

The chili cook-off was an beat succeeder with nine entries, chow did n't win, but everyone agreed that his chile was one of the best. Everyone admitted that it was more political than culinary, and each person voted for the chili made by either their organize supervisor or someone high to make them feel good.
A spry electronic mail from Brenda suggested that they do Chinese that weekend in Chinatown. Chuck agreed and told her that he would pick her up at her berth former Saturday even. They were like two college freshmen anticipating their escort.

Chapter three :

When chuck pulled up into the private road at Brenda 's home he noticed what a nice home it was. Two story, probably three or four bedrooms, the kitchen was very courteous with all the modernistic creature comforts, 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. `` aegir, are we ? '' eats joked. `` Shut up and kiss me. '' She said `` ejaculate here, I want you to meet my sister ''

Standing at the kitchen counter was a beautiful girl with hanker dishwater blond whisker that fell freely off her articulatio humeri down to just above a perfectly sculpted ass. Her pegleg were long and wonderfully muscled as if she participated in running or swimming sports. Her cheek was breathtaking. She looked up from her snack and smiled sweetly as her mother introduced her. She was n't a knockoff of her Mom, but a low version with refinements. Chuck was taken by her. A young man with all-inclusive shoulders that paid grounds that he worked out and lifted resign 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 federal agency, and Briana nodded smiling a pretty smile.

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

On the ride business district to the dim sum restaurant chuck had selected off the internet they talked about Chicago, and the repute of corruption and crime, they spoke about her tyke, eats telling her that he was spellbound with Briana 's knockout and charm. She said that Cary was her fanciful lover. She was totally enamored with his schoolboyish manners and killer bod. They laughed at these watching and the conversation quickly turned to sex and the other night. `` Well, what did you think ? '' Brenda asked chuck knew exactly what she was referring to, and he answered honestly. `` I had a raging erection all the way home, and had to beat off twice to get to slumber. '' Brenda squealed loudlywith approval.

'' I have to take, my puss 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 retentive 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 floor restaurant he had selected. When they rejoined each former they had a fab meal at the oldest Chinese restaurant in Chinatown. As they left the eating place, eats led her through the various shops and sidewalk stands that created a rattling portmanteau of old and new oblation anything anyone could possibly ask for. At the door of one store a small man whispered that he had potions that would hold chuck erect for hr and constitute his lady a tiger in bed. `` Oooh Baby, let 's get some '', Brenda joked `` would you like a petty tiger pussy tonight ? '' Chuck smiled and led her away from the shop. They spent an hour or so walk-to through the array of standpoint and storefront until they reached the car. When they got in, Brenba put her arm around eats 's neck and she kissed him passionately. He kissed back. Her paw was massaging his swollen rooster through his drawers and his deal were molding the firmness of her breasts.

They made out like adolescent for various minutes, when Brenda said, '' Take 159th street to Torrence turn flop to 172nd, we have an bill 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 slit last to his brass, her natural growth of pubic hair excited him as he ran his nose through her shrub. `` Do you want me to shave, '' she mumbled as she talked around his cock. `` 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 mouth. They ate and sucked each former for several minutes, bringing Brenda to at least two climax and heightening the sensativity of both of their organic structure. Chucks tool was diamond hard and throbbing in her rima oris, he wanted to loose his cum into either her sassing or her cunt, he was not particular, he just wanted to cum. She increased her suck and bobbed her nous more quickly over his cock, sensing his motive for assuagement. His head jeked away from her slit just long enough to conk out `` Oh piece of tail, I 'm cumming, oh babe suck that cock '' Brenda took the unanimous length of his shaft into her throat and swallowed his copius load as he pumped it from his swollen balls.

Brenda actually experienced another climax as he came. She was ecstatic.
They lay quietly for respective minutes letting the magic of the moment fully sink in. Brenda kissed his tool lovingly and he returned the gesture by dipping his tongue deep into her twat and licking toward her asshole causing her to fink with delight.

They rested for a shortsighted time and Brenda began sucking Chuck back to life. `` Baby, I need this late inside my kitty-cat, please. '' she said as his cock began to return to its fucking posture. chuck sank his cock fully into her in one stroke, and Brenda grunted approvingly as he bottomed out. `` Oh yeah baby, '' she moaned `` screw that tight slit of mine, make me the fuck of my biography. '' chuck did just that, three more times that night before they left the hotel at three in the sunup when he took his day of the month home.

William Ashley Sunday aurora, Brenda awoke to sounds in the kitchen that told her that her baby had been making breakfast. She drug her sore pussycat 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 nomenclature, but realized that she probably did wait awful. `` Language, untried madam ! '' she spat at her. `` Mom, you look like you got gang banged by a herd of caribou. '' That comment caused Brenda to chortle 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 offspring lady. '' she continued causing her mother to blush deeply. `` Okay, okay, so I had a piddling fun last Nox. It 's not like I do that very often and besides I really like this guy. '' she said defending her show and obvious lack of decorousness conclusion night.

'' Hey, Mom, we 're just messing with you. We were so beaming 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 cute little ass. They both laughed as they wrestled around together in mock wrath. `` He must be something, Huh Mom ? '' Briana ventured. `` That 's none of your nosey assed business, you little shit. '' Brenda said playfully. `` Well, from the aspect of you, he must deliver some stamina, too. '' Cary added. With that Brenda said `` Enough. I am going up and taking a shower. '' Briana said `` lease two, and douche '', Brenda chuckled all the way back to her bathroom. `` Douche '' she laughed, `` nookie I need a firehose to get all that out of me ''

To be continued : See Chuck 's Newmarket Assignment II