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For a few moments, Wanda chatted about the apartments. When she announced the one she'd decided upon, Mr. White told her the new rental rate, which was half of what Wanda had anticipated. When she asked why it was so little, he said that it had something to do with a change in the rental laws. He also said that he would paint it for free and install new bathroom fixtures.
"Oh that's wonderful,” she cried, overwhelmed by his kindness. Wanda felt herself trembling as she went to Mr. White and threw her young body into his arms.
"Oh, I love you. I love you for this,” she breathed, rubbing her rounded breasts against his hard, masculine chest.
Wanda suddenly wanted to be naked, and to feel his hot, hard cock rubbing against her belly-the way this scene unfolded for Angela in her book, when she had returned to the real estate office to sign her lease.
"I'm glad you're happy, Wanda."
"Oh, you will never know, kind sir,” she said. “Kind sir” was how Angela had said it. It did seem a bit old-fashioned, but Wanda was pleased to note that the phrase brought a beautiful smile to Mr. White's handsome face.
Preparing the lease took some time. Wanda sat patiently across from him, sipping a drink he had made for her. Very casually (as Angela in the book had done) she unbuttoned her blouse right down to the waist, and slid her brassiere down so that her lovely, bare breasts popped free of the restraining garment.
She began to play with her breasts, caressing them with the palm of her hand, encircling her nipples with her fingers until they hardened noticeably. When Mr. White glanced up at her, she squeezed them with her hands, so that when she withdrew her hands, there were faint red handprints on her white flesh. She pushed her breasts together creating a sexual swell, then let them fall heavily back into place. This was just how Angela in the book had gotten free Venetian Blinds and new linoleum on her apartment floor.
"Do you mind?” Wanda asked in a soft, slightly husky voice.
"Oh no… no, definitely not,” smiled Mr. White. His prick felt as if it was the size of a baseball bat inside his loose cotton pants. It was throbbing, craving the feeling of her little fingers, hungering for her sweet lips, her gentle wet kisses, and the warmth of her mouth.
Wanda raised her skirt and said in a little girl voice, “Are we safe from distraction?"
"Oh yes, Wanda,” came his reply. “I took the liberty of locking the door."
Wanda looked up sharply. Had Mr. White also read the book by Mary Love? God, he must have! These were the exact words of the real estate agent in the book.
She undid the snaps of her skirt. Then, raising her buttocks off the couch, she slid it off. The blouse came off next. She could see the look of impatience in Mr. White's eyes. She unhooked her brassiere from behind, stretching her breasts in a pleasing way as she did so. Then she lay back, clad only in her panties, her stockings and her leather garters.
"You are terribly beautiful, Wanda,” Mr. White said, his voice also husky with lust. Never, it seemed, had it taken him so long to fill out a rental form.
"Thank you,” she said coyly. She slipped her fingers beneath the tight elastic waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, over her stockings. He watched them travel down her long, slender legs. His cock throbbed as he stared at her leather garters. Once more, he recalled the image of the woman on the train from his youth.
Wanda ran the back of her hand over her cunt, then spread it open. He could see the intricacies and the brilliant colors of it.
"I'm all wet down here,” she said, cupping it with her hand.
He could see how wet she was. The moistness covered her cunt like dew. He desperately wanted to taste it, to spread her lips with his fingers and to thrust his tongue inside of her. He was dying to thrust his cock inside of her. And there was something else he wanted, too.
"Wanda, you're driving me mad with desire,” he said.
"Crazy,” Wanda thought to herself. The real estate agent in Mary Love's book had said the same thing.
"Mr. White,” Wanda said after a thoughtful pause, “do you wish me to come to you and play with your cock or will that distract you?” Wanda stood swaying slightly. Her beautiful naked breasts swung delightfully.
That did it! Mr. White could no longer control himself. He leaped from behind his desk, tore off his trousers and hurried toward the couch.
"Oh Wanda,” he said in a low husky voice. “Wanda, do you know what you're doing to me?"
"Yes,” she said simply. The next thing Mr. White knew, Wanda fell to her knees on the floor before him. She looked up to his towering body, his erect cock jutting out before him. She gripped it and began kissing it sweetly, up and down the shaft. She licked the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue, then she wrapped her lips around it, taking the head into her mouth. She sucked lightly on it, her hand firmly holding its base.
"Oh yes, Wanda… oh yes."
She smiled and began to manipulate and massage his heavy balls. She tickled them with her sharp fingernails, then pulled and tugged on them gently. Her eyes beamed up into his, wanting to see his reaction.
"Oh Wanda, where did you ever learn…?"
As she fondled and caressed his balls, she began to lick the long, thick shaft of his cock. The taste was strange, but it excited Wanda.
She licked the length of it with the flat surface of her tongue, causing wonderful surges of sensation to rush through Andy. She drew her tongue down to the base of it, and took his balls into her mouth for a moment. Then she licked upwards until her lips rested at the tip. She pulled the head into her mouth and slid her wet lips down, sucking as she went, until the whole of his cock rested deeply in her throat. She could feel the pulsations coursing through the veins that ran along the underside of it.
"Oh, Wanda, where did you learn?” he asked again.
She slid his cock from her mouth and softly answered, “From the book.” She eyed his balls. They fascinated her; they seemed to change form as her nimble fingers teased them.
She licked his balls, and giggled. They tasted more salty and sweaty than his cock and the taste made her cunt ache. She glanced down at her naked thighs, surprised that her juices weren't wetting the rug. She felt as if her cunt were leaking, her desire dripping onto her inner thighs. Her breasts seemed swollen with pleasure.
"I love your balls. I do,” she said.
"Oh, Wanda."
Wanda could tell by now that Mr. White loved every little thing she was doing. He was hugging her head and pushing her face close to his groin and began pumping in and out of her mouth in the fury of his passion. She removed it from her mouth and rubbed its velvety smoothness to her soft cheek, her lips, and forehead. She wrapped her long hair around his cock and squeezed it, jerking him off with her hair.
"Wanda?” he said, pulling away. “There's something I want you to do. You don't have to, if you don't want to…” His voice faded, he was unsure of himself.
"What is it, Mr. White? I'll do anything.” She kissed his cock, which jerked at the touch of her lips.
"I want you to take off your garters and wrap one of them around my cock.” He was tentative but growing firmer in his desire. If she complied, it would be the first time his fantasy had ever been fulfilled.
Wanda looked at him, a little surprised, but nevertheless excited by the request. She loved the fact that her intimate secret aroused him, too.
She stood up and moved over to sit on the sofa. She unhooked one of her stocking legs from the garter and slowly unwound it from her leg, looking at him all the while. His expression was a mixture of agony and anticipation. When Wanda at last got her garter off, she dangled it in the air. It was soft, but firm at the same time. It was like a miniature whip, and she brandished it as if she were going to beat him.
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