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Dangerous Play
(Author Unknown)

CHAPTER 2

  

  The walls are painted with several layers of attractive colors. The floor is lined with beautiful tiles to match. The wooden furniture was perfect for the office. There was a split air conditioner unit on the wall, TV set and next to them was Jim's portrait. Chairs and tables were in a corner. His computer sat on one side of the table. The window blinds were neat. The curtains drawn and the atmosphere great. Jim Paterson has good taste. It was easy to see the world that the man belongs to. He must be grateful for what life has given him. He was neither rich nor poor. But of course, he was in the middle of both extremes.

  Jim Paterson went round the large table that was the size of an Olympic stadium and sank into his favorite seat. He glanced up at the woman who had followed him into the office. It was easy to tell from her look that he impressed her. "Please, sit down. What can I offer you?" Jim took his remote on the table. He faced the TV set on the wall and put it on. He placed the control on the table and faced his guest.

  The lady's eyes traveled round the office. Then back to Jim before she sat down on the empty seat in front of him. She slammed her bag on the table. She adjusted her beautiful frame as he fixed his gaze on her. "Actually," she began. "I don't think I need any drink now but if you can give me the money, I will appreciate it." 

  "No problem," Jim said. He brought out his wallet. He took out some cash and gave it to the lady. 

  "Thank you," she said almost a million times. She stretched out her hand and took the money from him. She grabbed her bag and placed the money inside. She lowered the bag and placed it on the floor beside her. 

  Her move seemed a bit awkward. Jim swallowed hard and asked, "I am impressed the way you greet me and I want to know you. Sorry, this is coming a bit late. I should have done this before now. Do you have a name?"

  She adjusted her body. "My name is Elizabeth. But you can call me Lizzy for short," she told him.

  "That sounds nice. I am Jim Paterson. Can we be friends?"

  "Yes, we are already friends," she giggled and rubbed her hands together.

  "Like that?" He flashed an exaggerated smile at her.

  "Yes," she smiled back. "It is that simple. What do you expect? We exchange greetings and we are cordial. That is what a good relationship is," she noted.

  "You are right," Jim nodded his head. "I wanted to take a step further. Our relationship should be beyond exchanging pleasantries," he commented and sat back. He leaned on his left elbow on the handle of the chair, with hand to chin. Raising his head, he straightened his chin. He rubbed his fingers against his mustache and asked, "Can you tell me more about yourself?"

  "Of course, I can. But I will start with you first," she chuckled. She shot a glance at Jim.

  Jim laughed. "Why do you want to start with me?" He adjusted his body on the chair and probed. 

  "Isn't it a good idea?"

  "I don't know," he shook his head. "I want us to be open to one another."

  "You are right. But it is more appropriate for me to tell you first how I knew you before anything else," she said. "The pleasantries and greetings were for a reason. There was more to them."

  "WOW! I thought there were no strings attached. One of the cultural benefits that the elderly enjoy in our climate."

  "Even though there are no strings attached, I thought you already knew me. That explains your reaction each time I greet you."

  "Well," Jim shook his head. "I don't know you and I don't know where you live. I only got attracted to you because of the way you greet me."

  "I'm surprised," she sat back. "Anyway, I have always wanted to meet you."

  "Why?"

  "I know you will be surprised if I say this."

  "I may not because I know enough of the world now."

  "I have someone who knows you. He told me so much about you," she revealed.

  Jim sat up. He placed his hands on the table and leaned forward, "What did the fellow tell you about me?"

  "Calm down, Jim. They were kind words. You are in his good books, I guess. If what he said about you was not pleasant, I won't be here. Trust me." As their eyes met, she looked away.

  "Oh! Who is this person? Please tell me."

  "Your friend."

  "I have many clients and friends. Please, be specific if you have his name."

  "Frank!" she finally disclosed.

  "Frank? Which Frank?"

  "Your friend!"

  He sat back into the chair and he shot a glance at her. Jim asked, "Frank Little?"

  "Yes! Frank Little. He's my uncle!" she smiled. She lowered her head and tried to avoid eye contact.

  Jim paused and breathed. Soon, Elizabeth was distracted by the music that aired on the television. She nodded her head to the sweet rhythm of the beat. She needed to catch some fun irrespective of where she was. And how she was drifting.

  Moments later, Jim sat up and said, "Frank is a noble creature. He promised to see me today but I'm not sure he will make it." He glanced at his wristwatch. "It is getting late. He's the one I was waiting for."

  She turned to him, "I doubt he will come here this evening because he told me he will be traveling tonight. His aunt is sick. He should be out of town now."

  "I am aware of the trip. We planned to meet this evening before he leaves."

  "Frank is a great character. He could show up."

  "The sick woman must be your mother or another close relative."

  "Yes, she is my mother."

  "Why didn't you travel with him?"

  "I had no money to make the trip. So I had to stay back to reduce costs. Besides, I have many things to pursue at the moment. Frank had to go," she lied. Frank's mother was actually sick and the woman was not related to her. It is one of those games that women play.

  "So you and Frank live under the same roof and I never knew?"

  "Yes! That's because you hardly pay a visit to the house. The only time you came to see him in the house, I was not around. When I came back from work, Frank told me you came. That man can't stop talking about you. I must confess, he loves you! At some point, I wondered if something else was happening between the two of you."

  "Something like what?"

  "A relationship sort of. Something more than gold," she laughed. "Frank has been a different man lately."

  "We are friends with shared mutual interests. It's the usual thing between two productive business partners. He's a smart guy. Though, I know Frank loves me," Jim giggled. "And I love him too. The only time I visited him, we spent the whole day together in that house. He told me he lives with a relative but I never knew it was you."

  "That is life," she smiled and shook her head. "Frank is fun to be with."

  "You are right about that. So you became fond of me after all the kind words that Frank said about me?"

  "Yes. I was interested in you because it was only natural to do so. I am not sure I was wrong. Some say it is a step of faith to believe. Now it has come to pass. I am right in front of the pleasant creature. Isn't that a good thing?"

  "I don't think it's a bad idea," Jim said. "A man is for himself but God is for us all."

  "I knew someday our paths would cross but I never knew it would happen so soon."

  Jim inhaled. "People meet for a reason. Providence must have brought us together. I hope ours will turn out to be gold," he stated. "An affair that will stand the test of time."

  "I pray so," she croaked and rubbed her hands together.

  "Excuse me," Jim sounded. He rose to his feet and walked to the fridge by the corner. He flung open the door and took out a sealed bottle of water. He broke the seal, threw the lid in the trash can beside the refrigerator. He raised the water. He raised his head, with jaws dropped and emptied the liquid in the bottle into his stomach. After the water had settled down into him, Jim let go a belch that took some time to mix with the air. He slammed the empty bottle on the fridge and walked back to his seat. He collapsed on the seat. 

  Since there was nothing better to do, Jim scanned his table as if he was looking for something. His gaze stumbled on the newspaper he had purchased from the stand in the early hours of the day. But due to the volume of work at the office, he was unable to read it. He grabbed the newspaper. After he had gone through the headlines on the front page. He decided to dive in so that he could get full value for the money spent on the newspaper. He sat back and raised the newspaper. The idea of having a good time reading turned out to be a fortress between the man and his guest. With the newspaper almost separating him, it was tough to take. Jim didn't know how his singular act had drawn him away from the woman under his nose. It was a disgrace. An embarrassment he could avoid.

  Jim tried to concentrate on the newspaper on his table as he awaited his friend, Frank. Only time will tell if his decision to wait will be a futile exercise. With his phone switched off. There was no guarantee that Frank was going to stop at his office before he would embark on the trip out of Lagos.

  Elizabeth glanced at her wrist watch for the last time. "I have been on the road all day," she said. She faced Jim but the wall formed by the newspaper hindered her from seeing his face. It was easy to see the truckload of frustration on her face. She was going to crack.

  Jim lowered his newspaper and turned to her. "It is all over you," he remarked. "You look tired. I guess you have to go home now."

  "Yes, I have to go but I wish I could spend more time with you. Now I know why my uncle is always here. You are fun to be with."

  "Thank you. If I invite you some other time, will you honor it?"

  "No doubt. If I am free, I will come."

  "Okay," Jim said. He pushed the newspaper aside. He grabbed a pen and paper from the table and passed them to her. "Please, leave your contact. I will get in touch with you."

  "No problem."

  As she took the pen and paper and put down her contact, Jim rose to his feet. He walked to his new friend. He stood beside her. He placed his right hand on the table. This was to support his attractive nature. He noted, "You are here for the first time but it looks as if we have been friends for ages."

  Elizabeth smiled. She glanced up at him. "That is true," she said and nodded her head. 

  Jim smiled back. "I hope you will give me a hug before you leave," he told her. "That's what good friends do." He made a face.

  "Yes," she inhaled. It was obvious that they were about to start a new chapter in their lives. The idea was good. Jim seemed a big catch but only time would tell if the relationship would put a smile on their faces. It was easy to see the chemistry between them. 

  The look on his face was expressive. Jim was already dreaming of something memorable. Whether he was going to prevail or not was down to the perception of the lady. She has to consent or Jim could land himself in trouble if he doesn't control himself. It was their first time together. It could turn out to be the worst day of their lives. 

  Elizabeth thought it was not a bad idea to embrace her new friend. Things like this are hardly swept under the carpet. Give it the attention it deserves and move on. As tough as she could sometimes be, she could hardly tell where the development would lead them. She dropped the pen on the paper and pushed them to one side. She adjusted her dress and rose to her feet. Jim threw his hands open and she crawled onto his arm. Jim felt the weight of her boobs on his poor soul. He was in the corridors of heaven and hoped things stayed that way into the foreseeable future. Paradise is part of mankind and Jim was only a foot away from bliss. 

  Her large boobs filled the room and Jim was under their soothing weight. As she hugged him almost a million times, Jim felt her nipples. The pebbles were hard and were sensitive. You can't stumble on such stones and not feel some discomfort between your legs. Whatever the case may be, there were significant reactions under the boxer shorts. His penis was growing bigger and harder in the bag. Tough to take and posterity will not forgive Jim if he doesn't do something about the situation. Whatever that happens today could decide the fate of the relationship. It could decide many things. They were both out for something. The journey has begun. 

  Jim could not believe that she was so endowed. The breasts were adequate and attractive like a brand new manufactured automobile. The protruding nipples were the size of a ladybug. The peak at the very center of the breasts. The darker colored area surrounding them. Stood on the breasts as if it was the map of a geographical location. You cannot help but love the shapes, the areola, and the body that holds them together. Simulations may have caused the nipples to protrude. Jim's efforts were beginning to pay off. It was easy to see the writing on the wall. He may never have known that beneath the purple shirt were large saggy tits. If he had not taken the long, hard road to request for a hug, he wouldn't know her breasts were begging for attention.

  Like the handshake that exceeds the elbow and then causes all sorts of discomfort. His left hand traveled up the river and finally arrived at the fountain. They were tempting and robust. Whether it was deliberate to find out what stuff she had. Or how much strength she could wield at the slightest provocation. Jim had the answers right under his nose. He arrived early at the town, knowing that stakes were high and he must be at his best. She began to breathe fast, panting like a terrified lizard. Jim thought it was an invitation to get everything under wraps and move on. He took one of the large breasts in his hand. It was graceful and erotic. The weight of it choked him. She had soaked enough of the pressure and could no longer hold herself together. The savory, the beauty and the strength kept Jim on the path to great things. 

  Getting his fingers on the boobs was not enough to achieve something remarkable. He knew he had to do better than that to break the woman under his roof. She was tough and would need a creature of equal measure to make her crack. Jim was starting off. It was like scratching the surface of a treasure island. You may never get enough of the treasure underneath the earth until you work your way in. Jim had to dig deep because she was there for the taking. She was like a ripe fruit hanging on a tree and required some effort to pluck. 

  He took a step further. He raised her shirt. He had the luxury of seeing the shapes. They dangled before the large balls that sat in the socket of his skull. They were massive, saggy tits. His fingers reached for the nipple. He has to get down to work. Serve the meal while it is hot. With a woman like Elizabeth, you may never know what to expect next. This was their first time together. It was huge and needed care. Jim was already in the pool and pleased to be on top of things. It was proper he pushed the right buttons so that he could make a lasting impression. He squeezed and pulled the nipple. It was glaring that Jim had never seen something bigger in his entire life. Elizabeth was in his territory and things escalated too. The mere sight of the boobs and the price may have come to him as a shock. They were cheap. Considering the size, it was a bargain and heaven will fall if he doesn't take advantage of the breasts on her chest. Jim beamed with a smile as if he had won a trophy!

  "Oh, take it easy," she moaned. "You are good but I like it when you don't hurt me."

  "Okay," Jim spoke and switched to the other nipple. There was a need to spread the pleasure to all corners. He applied a little pressure and her body vibrated. Jim leaned forward. He took the nipple in the mouth and wrapped his long and wet tongue around it. He began to twist and touch her body. One of his hands supported the nipple in his mouth for proper positioning. While the other hand moved up her shoulder, to her back and traveled down to her butt. She was huge at the back. He squeezed her. 

  The man seemed to have struck the right note as the lady shuddered. "Oh, god," she cried. "You are so sweet! I have been missing a real man all my life!" Elizabeth wrapped her hands around Jim and pulled him to her body. She had him where she wanted and he did not disappoint. He gave her nipple all the attention that it deserved as she moaned and groaned.

  Jim strayed away from the nipple. He raised his body and kissed her wet lips. Elizabeth kissed him back. They wrapped their hands around one another. They kissed and kissed under the watchful eye of the evening and the world that Jim had created for himself. It appeared it was going to be a long night. Then she moved her hand down his body. Jim was hard in his pants when her finger finally touched his dick. The gift in the bag would need unveiling. His dick was the size of a country. Only waiting for the appropriate time. She squeezed him. She pulled away and whispered, "You have something between your legs."

  "I know."

  Your dick is big."

  "Hmm?Do I take that as a compliment?" Jim kissed her forehead.

  "If you wish," she smiled. "It's up to you."

  There was no question of whether they were enjoying the moment. It was the first time. It could never have been better. Jim needs to manage the situation so that he could get something out of the quiet evening. 

  "I pray it doesn't hurt you if I have to use it," he told her. 

  "Your dick?"

  "Yes."

  "If you can wield it, there will be no problem." 

  "Alright," Jim responded. "I know how important it is to please a woman. All I need to do is to push hard until she sees the glimpse of hope. And reassurance that she is a complete woman in body and soul."

  "Kind words, no doubt," Elizabeth noted. "I can't wait to taste what makes you sound this way. I have heard men speak only to do so little when it mattered the most."

  "I am Jim Paterson, a special breed. I won't disappoint you."

  "Good to hear that. I'm happy we are in this together. Our body chemistry seems to match." 

  "Of course, we are together now. Sometimes the beginning is not always the hardest."

  "I agree," she said. She held his face and pulled him to herself and kissed him. "I like the way you talk."

  "Thank you," Jim sighed. His eyes were drawn to the saggy breasts again. The eagerness to get her laid has always been there. Jim could no longer resist the fruits. He was neck deep in it. The outrageous size of her nipples had left Jim so hard in his pants. For now, they were his as long as she remains under his roof. Then he tried to push his hands back to position and continue from where he had stopped. But the woman had other plans. 

  "Wait," she said. To his dismay, she held his hands.

  "What is it?" Jim was struggling to control himself in the tense atmosphere.

  "I hope you don't mind," she said to him. "I need to get the gift out of the bag!"

  "If it will make you happy, you don't need any permission to do so," Jim stated. He paused to see what she was going to do. 

  She went down, unzipped his trousers and took out his penis. "Oh, I said it! You are a man!" Elizabeth shook her head. "This is crazy!"

  You can get the feeling that you have potential between your legs. It's enough to drive a man crazy! Jim was on top of the world, wrapped in the wandering clouds and not ready to move an inch.

  She went down on her knees as Jim fixed his gaze on her. It was the best she could do. She has to be comfortable to get the best out of herself and her host a decent blowjob. She felt his cock in her hand and kissed it. "I have never seen something bigger," she glanced up and told Jim. 

  "Are you sure?" Jim asked. "I hope you are not cajoling me." He was lewd and ready for her onslaught. 

  "No," she cocked her head. "That is the truth. This cock is the size of a horse."

  "Hmm?,"Jim smiled. 

  Elizabeth took his dick in her hand. It was growing bigger and harder as she stroked it. Then she took it in her mouth. Jim's cock filled her as she began to suck and pull his body back and forth. 

  "Ah," Jim groaned. He shut his eyes and faced the ceiling. He placed his hands on her head and stroked her. Jim enjoyed the touch. It was graceful and the atmosphere was electrifying. When Elizabeth went for the deep throat. His entire cock inside of her, Jim began to moan aloud as she dominated and kept him under control. He shuddered under the watchful eyes of the evening. 

  Soon she pulled away as saliva drooled from her mouth. She went for his balls and licked it as if it was a lollipop. Jim could not believe that the lady he thought was innocent was wild and free. "I never knew this would be possible today," he managed to croak. "You are killing me!"

  "It doesn't happen all the time. Today is a special day."

  "I know. I can see it in your eyes."

  "It's been a productive day for me in the office. I enjoyed myself!"

  "That's interesting! There is something remarkable about today. I had good sales too."

  "Anybody that walks in here will definitely want to patronize you."

  "Is that so?" Jim's eyes traveled round the place. Then he asked, "What's so special about the office?"

  "Many things," she told him. "The atmosphere is charming. The moment I walked in, you turned me on. That experience says a lot about you."

  Jim beamed with a smile. "Are you kidding me?"

  "I'm not kidding you. That is the truth. Besides, I love your dick," she said. "It's the kind of stuff I want inside my pussy." 

  "Hmm?You are naughty!"

  She smiled and her focus shifted back to his body. As she worked on him, Jim tried to get his hand on her boobs but she held him. She raised her head, "No. Don't worry about my body. Concentrate so that you can enjoy me."

  "Okay," Jim cocked his head. He leaned back on his table and watched her work on his massive dick. She already had Jim where she wanted - under her control, shuddering at her feet. As his body vibrated, Jim felt he was going to erupt if she did not end the blowjob. "Please, stop before I mess you up," he cried, panting. 

  Elizabeth pulls her head away and spits on the penis, panting.

  Jim was in the pool of splendor and subdued. 

  Completely ignoring his cry, Elizabeth adjusted her sexy frame and went back to the dick. She pinned him to the table, took the penis in her mouth and increased the intensity. The salty fluid was in the corridor, waiting to come. The salty creatures jostled to leave the station and embark on the journey of no return. They left Jim vibrating and saying all sorts of things that one could hardly hear. She leaned in to run her tongue across his cock. Seeking the delicious, salty stuff that will escape from the tiny mouth. It was well orchestrated. Together, they make the journey memorable. His dick cried out in an extraordinary way. She stroked him hard with each of her hands, feeling that something important was about to happen. 

  From the tiny mouth on the dick. A fountain of liquid, crystal clear like the river, but thicker than water - shot forth. When Jim started coming, a large drop of the cream sprayed into her mouth. 

  She jerked back. Her mouth opened and the thick white cum drooled out and ran down her chin. Her gaze was on the tiny mouth. The massive dick between Jim's legs continued to spout a part of white liquid. The taste of Jim's cum was wonderful. 

  Jim was exhausted but the lady swallowed the liquid and licked her fingers. "You taste so nice," she told him. Like a cat with nine lives, she sat on the floor and looked as if she had only started. She was ready to drain every fluid out of him if given the chance. "I wanted you to fuck me because I was in need of a dick inside of me. Today is a special day like I told you a while ago. A lot of things have happened that should not have happened," she finally revealed. "Irrespective of the fact that I wanted sex, there was a need for me to exercise some restraint. I don't want to sell myself cheap or spread my legs to have my pussy drilled by a stranger that will not value me. Because the world is a small place, I wanted to be sure of what I am getting into. I don't want to have a sick cock inside of me." She glanced at her wristwatch and added, "Do you have a condom?"

  "No," Jim answered. 

  "That means we can't have sex today. I can't afford to have unprotected sex with you for now, Jim."

  "I understand," Jim wore a frown. 

  "Please don't be angry. We will do it some other time."

  "Sure," Jim nodded his head as his penis shriveled. "You have exceeded my expectations today. I must confess, getting a blowjob was the least on my mind."

  "Sometimes the things you least expect happens to you."

  "Yes. Words cannot express my mood now."

  "Put yourself together. There will always be another day. Do you have a shower here?" she asked with an eye on his cock. Not sure whether her decision not to allow Jim to drill her pussy today was the best. 

  "Yes," Jim answered. He brought out his handkerchief and cleaned his dick. 

  "I need to use it," she said.

  He pointed to the door at the extreme. "Go there and get yourself cleaned up."

  As she rose to her feet and gathered her things, they heard a knock on the door. "Jim," the voice sounded from the other side. 

  "That is Frank," Jim whispered to her. "Go! Please go to the shower. And lock the door from the inside! Is that clear?"

  "Yes!" Elizabeth cocked her head. She managed to get into the bathroom and secured the door but Jim was unfortunate. You should always have an escape plan in your back pocket. Jim's trousers still hung to his waist when Frank opened the door and crept into the office. He had his luggage with him, which weighed a ton.