Dana Bumpett - Time out for sex!

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Dana Bumpett

Time out for sex!

CHAPTER ONE

Dana Carroll looked out the window of the jet and saw nothing but ocean. She couldn't help but grin to herself. She was on her way to the Bahamas, and it seemed almost too good to be true. With only a secretary's wages, she never dreamed she would be able to go to the Bahamas for a week, but the subtle pressure of her boss' thigh reminded her that this was a business trip, and not all pleasure.

Dana glanced over at Charles Brennen, her boss. He was a handsome, silver-haired man in his late forties. At the moment he appeared to be engrossed in some business papers, but he kept touching his thigh to Dana's, as if by accident. Dana wondered if it really was accidental contact, or if he was doing it on purpose. He had never come on to her before in the three years she had worked for him, but there were rumors circulating around the office now that Charley was bored with his marriage and had an eye out for some of the more attractive secretaries.

Dana inched her leg away from his and resumed looking out the window. In just a few hours she would be on a tropical beach, enjoying the sun, sand and surf. What a delicious contrast that would be to the cold mid-West winter they had left behind. She could hardly wait.

There was just one thing which kept her happiness and excitement from being complete. She was so horny she could have screamed!

Charles Brennen wasn't helping matters, either. She had found him extremely attractive, and sexy as hell, from the first moment she had laid eyes on him. And now, sitting so close to him that she could smell his cologne and feel the heat of his body was driving her crazy. His leg was pressing lightly against her again. Maybe he just wasn't conscious of what he was doing, but it was having a very definite effect on her. She was having some pretty naughty thoughts for a married woman.

"You all right, Dana?" Charles asked, looking up from his papers.

"Why, yes, Mr. Brennen," Dana replied, reddening slightly. "What made you ask?"

"You just let out with a great big sigh," he grinned. "It seemed like something is on your mind."

Dana turned even redder. "Oh, no. It's nothing, really, Mr. Brennen," she insisted.

"Call me Chuck," he told her. "And let me order you another drink. This is your first trip, and, of course, you're a little nervous. A drink will help calm you."

Dana didn't refuse, although she thought she should. She had already had two drinks, but they didn't seem to have had much effect on her. As she sipped her third vodka and orange juice, her thoughts turned to Steve, her husband.

They hadn't parted on very good terms this morning, and she wondered if anything would be left of her marriage when she returned home. There was one big thing wrong with their marriage, and that was Steve. He was a very busy, very successful real estate salesman, and it seemed like he never had time to fuck her anymore.

She realized that was putting it crudely, but it was the truth. Steve was on the go, day and night, totally absorbed in his business, and when Dana was feeling sexy, he either wasn't home, or he felt too tired to get it on. It was getting so she just couldn't take it anymore, and she had told him so just before she had left. Either they would have a normal sex life, or get a divorce. That was the choice she left him with.

Now she was sorry she had been so blunt with him about it. Perhaps if she had been more diplomatic, more gentle, they would not have parted in anger. But, it was too late now. She intended to enjoy herself in the Bahamas and try not to think about Steve. There would be plenty of time for that when she returned home. She took a long swallow of her drink, sighed softly, and slumped back in her seat. That was the moment Chuck elected to place his hand on her shapely leg, just above her knee.

"Mr. Brennen," she squeaked.

"I asked you to call me Chuck, honey," he told her with a smile. "Now, something's bothering you, I can tell. What seems to be the problem?"

"Well, uh, Chuck, for starters," she replied with a smile, "you've got your hand on my leg."

"So?" he replied with a grin, giving her leg a friendly squeeze. "Can't we be friendly? Relax, Dana, enjoy yourself. You've earned this vacation."

Dana didn't know what to say, so she just sat there, feeling hornier by the second as her handsome boss squeezed her knee and read his business papers. Her pussy was watering hungrily, and it felt hot as a blast furnace. Molten cream was starting to leak from her hungry little cunt and soaking into the crotch of her panties. She couldn't help but wonder what Chuck was like in bed. The only man she had ever fucked in her whole life was Steve.

She was twenty-five, married seven years, a stunning redhead of medium height, and she had always been a secretary, or so it seemed. That about summed it up for her. Nothing exceptional had ever happened to her till last week, when she was chosen Secretary of the Year by the company she worked for. Her prize was a week in the Bahamas, accompanying her boss to a convention, all expenses paid. She was thrilled, but she knew it would be over all too soon.

Then what would she do? She just had to have regular sex, of that she was positive. She couldn't go on being horny and frustrated. And to her, that meant if Steve couldn't take care of her needs, she would have to find another man, or men. That both frightened and excited her. It frightened her because of all the diseases going around these days, which meant she would have to be careful in her selection of sexual partners. Yet, the thrill of having other men fuck her sent a thrill of excitement through her as she considered all the possibilities.

She was eager to know how it would be to fuck somebody other than her husband. And, although she didn't really believe in cheating, she figured that Steve was practically forcing her into it. She knew she should be thinking about the Bahamas, but all she could think of was how desperately she wanted to get laid, how much she wanted a big, hard cock slamming into her burning pussy.

Of course, a lot of these thoughts could have been attributed to the fact that Chuck's hand was now halfway up her thigh. Very slowly, so that she had hardly noticed it, he had eased his hand away from her knee and was inching it up her leg towards her steaming pussy. Dana suppressed a lusty shiver as she imagined him slipping his hand inside her cream-soaked panties and caressing the swollen flesh of her pussy right there on the plane. She knew she would cum in about ten seconds flat if that happened.

A stewardess came down the aisle and Chuck abruptly moved his hand away. When he did, Dana nearly whimpered with need and desire. She needed to be touched so badly by a man. And it seemed so ridiculous that she should be so hard up. She knew she had a fantastic body and face, and that men were always turning to stare at her in the streets. The men she worked with were constantly propositioning her, yet, here she was, ready to scream with horniness. What was she going to do about it? Play with herself?

She had been doing a lot of that in the last couple of years. Ever since Steve got so absorbed in his business. She found she could get herself off easily just by rubbing her clit or pumping a finger into her always tight cunt, but that wasn't really what she wanted. She ached to feel a big hard cock reaming her famished little twat, a man's hard, hot body jerking against her. She was starting to feel like she would go crazy if she didn't get fucked. Damn Steve anyhow! What was the matter with him?

She thought back to last night, their last evening together. She had really hoped it could be something special for them. Steve had told her how proud he was of her for winning the trip, promising to take her out to dinner to celebrate, but Dana had other plans for their night, promising him a nice surprise when he got home.

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