cbsnlek
01-26-2004, 03:27 PM
Hi there! Are you ready for a story?
This is my first story here and this is the first 7 pages of it. I know it is starting slow but I hope it works well as a teaser. The rest is a bit more in to the stuff...
Ok, here is one coming to you. Its a made up story based on a dream. Some of the characters in it does actually exist but none of the events described has ever occurred.
Short introduction to me, my name is NOT Daniel but that is how you will know me. I am forty three years old an unemployed, hence why I got the time to write this story. My main interests in life are women, billiard, dart and socializing in the Pub. My passion is photography, especially women. I currently live at the home of a fantastic woman who kindly let me use her couch as a bed. She is one of my absolutely best friends and I love her to bits for what she done for me. THANK YOU!
As I mentioned in the beginning the story is based on a dream I had some time ago, a wet dream in more than one way. Because of the nature of dreams I have added in bits and pieces to fill it up and some fantasized and real events to make it a story.
About two years ago I met a guy named Robert, I did not really know him except from the pub which we frequent. This day he came up to me and asked if I would be interested in making some pictures of his girlfriend and a friend of hers. They would like to do some model pictures. As he mentioned 'You will get paid' I more than willingly accepted. I told him truthfully that I never had done model photography but would try. Payment we will discuss after they have seen the pictures.
We met up on a Tuesday and I was introduced to Julie and Marie. We went through what they wanted and agreed on a date. The day came with beautiful weather and perfect for outdoor pictures. Luckily I had brought a friend with me and Robert was also there cause I would need some assistants for the light reflectors. We made about forty pictures outside and another sixty in the studio.
Saturday after the shooting I met up with the girls again to show them the pictures. They were ecstatic and I have to agree most of the pictures had turned out very good. We agreed on a price which has inspired me to go on with model photography. I have been quite successful since then and by now have a portfolio of about a thousand model pictures. Julie by the way eventually got a model job as direct result of my pictures a few months later.
Some time later my best friend Kevin told me a friend of his was coming to visit. He was keen on introducing her to me and asked if I would be around the next week. I had nothing planned so why not. We talked some about her, how he met her through a business colleague and how they both later had split from their partners. They had stayed in contact as best friends ever since.
Wednesday arrives, still nothing from Kevin. I receive a request for a modelling job from a girl who had been recommended to come to me. She is a professional model and needs new pictures for her portfolio. I agree to meet her and her manager at five in 'The old Fagg'.
Just ten minutes after I have finished the call with the girl Kevin calls. His friend will arrive at the airport at four and he can not pick her up, he has to work. Can I pick her up? I tell him about the meeting I have at five but I will try to postpone it. I will call back as soon as I know.
I cant get hold of the girl but I finally reaches her manager, can we postpone about an hour? I tell him about Kevin‘s dilemma and he agrees to meet at six instead.
I call Kevin back and let him now. How do I recognize her. Her name is Jill Gray, she is about 170 centimetre, slim and quit good looking. Ok no problem, even if I cant recognize her I just have the information call for her.
I drive out to the airport at three thirty, it is only a ten minutes ride so I should have enough time. Nope, her plane was early. I look around, there is loads of slim good looking women around so I go to the information.
- I am looking for a Jill Gray who just arrived from the United States.
- She was here just a few minutes ago, do you want me to call for her?
- Yes please.
- Ms Gray, please contact the information desk. Ms Gray.
Two meters away this beautiful woman turns around, she is absolutely stunning.
- I am Ms Gray.
- Good afternoon, my name is Daniel Denner. I am here instead of Kevin. He had to work and could not get away.
- Hi I am Jill, thank you for picking me up.
- No problem, I am suppose to take care of you until Kevin can show up. I can take you on a short tour of the city if you like?
- That‘s ok, I have had a good sleep on the plane so I am fresh.
We got in to town and went to Mulligan‚s. We had a quick beer and I arranged for her luggage to be stored there until Kevin arrive.
- I have to be in this meeting with a model and her manager at six for a photo job. If Kevin has not showed up I can either leave you here to wait for him or you can join me for this meeting.
- Oh that‘s interesting, I do a lot of photography my self. It would be interesting to see how model job negotiations is done here.
Five thirty and still no Kevin. We walk down to The old Fagg where I am suppose to meet the model. Mark the manager and Jessica arrives five past the hour. We go through hers and mine portfolio and we agree what to do. She will bring her own make up and stylist people so I do not have to think about that. We agree on a estimated price and they leave.
- Can I have a look at your portfolio?
- Sure, no problem.
While she looks through my pictures Kevin calls.
- Hey there where are you
- We are at The old Fagg, are you coming?
- Ok I am on my way, should be there in ten minutes.
- That was Kevin, he will be here in ten minutes.
- Ok, hey you got some really good stuff here. Have you been doing this for a long time?
- Not really, in fact this girl we just met will be my first professional model I am shooting.
- I am impressed, you definitely have an eye for this.
- Thank you, I am quite pleased with most of them myself.
- Have you ever considered going professional?
- Yes I have but competition here is big. I do have adds in some of the modelling magazines but so far the only jobs I have had has been from friends.
- Ah I see, pity.
Kevin arrives and we start talking about other stuff, they have a lot of catching up to do so I tell Kevin the luggage is at Mulligan‘s and I leave them on their own.
I met up with them a couple of times while she was here. We went to the zoo and an amusement park. The day before she was to leave she asked to see me on her own. We met at Mulligan‘s having a beer together.
- I am leaving tomorrow but will be back again in about eight months. I am going to sell of my stuff and plan to move here or in the region and maybe start up a new business.
- Sounds great, I hope you will do well and if you move here maybe we can meet up sometimes.
- Oh we will and I have a feeling that we might have more than that together.
- What do you mean?
- We will see, I will let you know later on.
After that she did not say much more, just a few comments on what I was talking about. Very strange as she earlier been talking like only Americans can. Eventually she had to leave and we said goodbye but before she left she gave me a kiss on the mouth. Never could I guess how much 'more together' we would end up having.
Seven months later me and Kevin is sitting at the bar in Mulligan‘s being bored. The weather sucks and Kevin has been temporarily laid off. We are talking about everything and nothing. Ken comes up to us and asks;
- Hey guys why don‘t you organize a pool tournament? I mean you don‘t do anything anyway except sitting here and moaning about having nothing to do.
- That‘s an idea, what do you think Kevin?
- Yeah why not, lets do an survey on how many would be interested and we can take it from there.
- You go down to the Fagg and I will start listen around here.
- Ok see you tomorrow and we see what we found.
Kevin leaves and I start talking to the guys in the pub. The interest is quite big, I got about thirty names only from who is in the pub this afternoon.
The next day I meet with Kevin and he says he got eighteen names from the Fagg. He has also produced two lists, one for each pub taking up names from interested. We put down the names we already have and puts the lists up.
A few days later we check the lists, incredible total of eighty six names, wow. We start to organize things to do this tournament. We decide to run it on a Sunday as most people will be off then. We add the tournament date and time to the lists and spreads the word.
Saturday before the tournament we go and take down the lists. In The old Fagg someone has added 'Woman‘s Tournament' to the list with twelve names. What is this? Well if they want to have their own tournament why not. The additional paperwork is minimal.
Later on Saturday I meet Margrete, one of the girls on the list.
- Hi Margrete, what is this with the woman‘s tournament?
- Oh hi Daniel, Charlotte and I thought it to be a good idea as most of the girls are far from good enough to play with you guys. Is there a problem?
- No don‘t worry, if you want to play on your own go ahead.
- Have Charlotte not talked to you about this?
- No I have not seen her for two weeks.
- Oh that‘s not good.
- What is the problem?
- Oh nothing, just that we had planned for a special price for the winner and she should have talked to you about that.
- Well I will see her tomorrow at the pool hall I guess.
- Yes, I just hope that is not to late. By the way have you heard about the stag party today?
- No, why?
- Most of the names on your list will be there so I would not count on to many showing up.
- Aha, well we will see who shows and just take it from there.
We continue to chat for a while until I decide to get home. I want to be well rested for the tournament the day after.
Sunday at twelve I get a call from Kevin,
- I will be a bit late I see you at the pool hall at two thirty Ok?
- Ok, don‘t be any later though.
- Do not worry.
I arrive in the pool hall at two. No one here yet. Ok I sit down and start to prepare for the draw. A couple of guys show up and I start to register them. Kevin drops in and takes over the paperwork. I get my cue and have a chat with the owner about how much the tables will be. We agree on 200 and he seems to be pleased. When we reach three we got fourteen names on the list. Kevin and I decide to wait another fifteen minutes for any late arrival. Meanwhile the girls has arrived and are already about to start. All twelve on their list is there. Two more guys arrive and we close the registration. Kevin goes through the rules, make the draw and distribute the tables. Game on.
I play a guy from Tahiti. As we start to play I realize this will be hard. It only takes two minutes before I get the first question on rules. 0-1, 0-2 Game Over. Kevin has the same problem but manages to win in three frames.
Next game for me is against Eric, an English guy that I have played before. He normally beat me blindfolded with one hand. He wins the lag and breaks, no friends. My table, I go for stripes. 9 ball bottom left, 15 centre left,10 bottom right, safety on 11 centre pocket make the shot and cue ball nicely tucked up at the top cushion. Eric plays for 5 ball and pockets, 1 ball next to left centre, 4 ball top left and then the mistake. A full table shot dead on 7 ball, pockets 7 but has put a bit to much power into the shot and the cue ball follows 7 down. I am on again, 12 to top right nice cushion back out to 14 right centre, 13 left centre and nicely lined up on 8 left bottom, perfect hit, 1-0.
Frame two, I break and pockets 7 ball but also cue ball. Eric is a bit upset after the first frame but seems to have got his things together again. Goes for stripes, 9,11,13,12,15,14,10 and perfectly lined up on 8. Now he give me a smile, lines him self up overshoots and both 8 and cue ball pockets, one top right one top left. Eric‘s jaw touches the floor as he can not believe what he just done. Looses all brain and breaks his cue stick over his knee. Game over.
My next game have to wait, my opponent is not yet decided. Charlotte comes over to me.
- Do you have a couple of minutes for me?
- Yes sure.
- Well a bit more private, we can go over to the bar.
- Ok
- You have heard we planned for a special price in our tournament?
- Yes, Margrete told me last night.
- And what do you say?
- Eh, to what? I don‘t know what you planned.
- Well... you know that most of us are singles and those who are not do not really have any steady companions?
- Yes
- Well we thought that a great price would be to get a night out, all expenses paid.
- Sounds like a good idea but what has this got to do with me?
- We wanted the price to include an escort and our choice was you.
- I guess I can cope with a paid evening out.
- It would be an ALL night out.
- Eh?
- Including a night at a hotel, together.
- Eh?
- Daniel you are up. Kevin calls.
- Ok coming.
- I will talk to you later about your idea.
- All right, just not to long please.
I got to my table, I am playing Ken. I normally beat him easily Not this time, Charlottes words are still ringing in my head and I just can not concentrate. Pots 8 ball twice before it is legal, 0-2 I am out. Kevin comes up and asks;
- What the hell happened there?
- I don‘t know, just lost it
- You can say that again. Well that‘s good because then you can take care of the paperwork. I‘m up again.
- Uh, ok no problem just give me a second, Charlotte! I am on for you.
- Great I will let the girls now.
I sit down and goes through the score sheet. I hear the girls cheering at their tables. Two hours later and the tournament is over. Kevin is the winner and receives his price. Charlotte comes over and ask me if we can meet later on, she has got a grin on her face. We agree to meet up at El Toro at seven thirty.
All of us walks up to Mulligan‘s for some beers and to celebrate a successful tournament. The only person not happy with the outcome is Eric. I buy him a beer and tell him I will let him have a revenge game next time. Charlotte has left us after a small beer to get changed. At seven I tell Kevin I have to leave and heads for El Toro. Charlotte has not arrived so I sit down in the bar ordering a Salitos. Ten minutes later she walks in.
- Hi Daniel!
- Hi Love, you look stunning.
- Thank you.
- So what was the result?
- Take it easy, all in due time, Get me a beer will you, I need to go to the ladies.
I order two Salitos and move over to a table where we will have a bit of privacy. She comes back.
- Well I did not win, as much as I wanted to.
- Sorry to hear that
- It is ok, hear is 3200. That is the price money. You will take the winner for an all night out and then I have arranged a room at the Beau Rivage for you.
- Ok no problem, any suggestions on what to do?
- Not really but you should make it a memorable evening and night.
- So when will you let me know who the winner is?
- In a moment, when was the last time you had sex?
- That was the last time you and me were out.
- Ok, would you like some practice? I think you will need it and I know that the expectations are high.
- What do you mean?
- It is not one winner but two. We decided that anyone reaching the final would be a winner.
- Oh.
- And when is this supposed to happen?
- On Wednesday.
- You do not give me much time do you?
- No I know but one of the winners have to leave on Thursday evening.
- Ok, and the winners are????
- The final was won by Marion.
- Ok, and?
- Second was .... Nicki.
- WHAT? You are joking?
Nicki and I have just had an affair that ended in catastrophe. We have not been speaking to each other since then and that is three months ago. Now I have to treat her nicely on an all day and night out.
- Mario, get me a double BL will you.
- Calm down Daniel, it is not all that bad.
- Mario, make it a triple please.
- Come on Daniel, she won fair and square and you knew she was in the competition.
- Fine but it does not mean I have to like it. I will do it but I am not sure I can guarantee satisfaction.
- Ok, just do your best please.
- I will but you owe me for this.
- Ok I agree. Let me help you calm down a bit. Turn over to the side.
Now this is something I love. Charlotte has magical hands. Her massages are out of the ordinary. You will never forget a back massage from her, I can guarantee that.
- Mmm, you like that don‘t you?
- Yes and you know it.
- And you know what I like you to do now.
Every time she has given me a massage she have wanted to be touched, she claims it makes her hands more sensitive. I start to run my hands over her thighs making sure not to get to close to her private parts. As she bends forward to massage my lower back I reach for her breasts. I hold them in my hands and give her nipples a gentle squeeze. She moves up over my back and I loose contact with her breasts. I return my attention to her thighs this time caressing the inside and feel the heat between her legs. I run a finger over her panties and she takes a deep breath. I continue to massage over her panties and she has started to pant now.
- Daniel.
- Yes.
- My place, NOW.
I get the bill and pay. We go and get our clothes from the wardrobe. When she reaches for here coat I put my hand under her skirt and give her mound a few gentle taps. She shivers. We walk over to her house.
- What about Margrete? Is she not at home?
- No, she is staying at Marion‘s place tonight so we will be alone. She wont be back until late afternoon.
- Ok, open the door now will you?
We walk in to the house and as we walk up the stairs to the apartment I can not resist fondle her pussy.
- Daniel!
- Sorry but I could not resist.
- Hold your horses just a minute.
- Nope I wont.
And with that I push the fabric of her panties to the side and run my finger over her very wet slit up to her clitoris. She manages to get the door open and drags me in. I kick the door close behind me as she gives me a big kiss. Her hand has opened my shorts and got my friend out. She drops on her knees and start to suck on him. Her mouth is warm and smooth and she works her tongue like a maggot just put on a fishing hook, wildly. Three minutes of this and I am ready to come. She can feel the tension building up and gets even wilder, she knows what is coming, ME! My whole body is shaking as I start to shoot deep in to her throat. It goes on for what seems to be forever. My knees collapses under me and she give me big kiss. I can taste my cum even as she has swallowed all of it.
- Come my love, lets get serious with this practice session.
- What? Do you want to kill me before I have performed my duties?
- Why not? Then I would be that last one to have made love to you, I kind of like that thought.
- You jealous bitch, you are just after me now because you did not win the pool.
- Hey watch your language
- What? Did I say something untrue?
- No, come on lets get a shower.
This is my first story here and this is the first 7 pages of it. I know it is starting slow but I hope it works well as a teaser. The rest is a bit more in to the stuff...
Ok, here is one coming to you. Its a made up story based on a dream. Some of the characters in it does actually exist but none of the events described has ever occurred.
Short introduction to me, my name is NOT Daniel but that is how you will know me. I am forty three years old an unemployed, hence why I got the time to write this story. My main interests in life are women, billiard, dart and socializing in the Pub. My passion is photography, especially women. I currently live at the home of a fantastic woman who kindly let me use her couch as a bed. She is one of my absolutely best friends and I love her to bits for what she done for me. THANK YOU!
As I mentioned in the beginning the story is based on a dream I had some time ago, a wet dream in more than one way. Because of the nature of dreams I have added in bits and pieces to fill it up and some fantasized and real events to make it a story.
About two years ago I met a guy named Robert, I did not really know him except from the pub which we frequent. This day he came up to me and asked if I would be interested in making some pictures of his girlfriend and a friend of hers. They would like to do some model pictures. As he mentioned 'You will get paid' I more than willingly accepted. I told him truthfully that I never had done model photography but would try. Payment we will discuss after they have seen the pictures.
We met up on a Tuesday and I was introduced to Julie and Marie. We went through what they wanted and agreed on a date. The day came with beautiful weather and perfect for outdoor pictures. Luckily I had brought a friend with me and Robert was also there cause I would need some assistants for the light reflectors. We made about forty pictures outside and another sixty in the studio.
Saturday after the shooting I met up with the girls again to show them the pictures. They were ecstatic and I have to agree most of the pictures had turned out very good. We agreed on a price which has inspired me to go on with model photography. I have been quite successful since then and by now have a portfolio of about a thousand model pictures. Julie by the way eventually got a model job as direct result of my pictures a few months later.
Some time later my best friend Kevin told me a friend of his was coming to visit. He was keen on introducing her to me and asked if I would be around the next week. I had nothing planned so why not. We talked some about her, how he met her through a business colleague and how they both later had split from their partners. They had stayed in contact as best friends ever since.
Wednesday arrives, still nothing from Kevin. I receive a request for a modelling job from a girl who had been recommended to come to me. She is a professional model and needs new pictures for her portfolio. I agree to meet her and her manager at five in 'The old Fagg'.
Just ten minutes after I have finished the call with the girl Kevin calls. His friend will arrive at the airport at four and he can not pick her up, he has to work. Can I pick her up? I tell him about the meeting I have at five but I will try to postpone it. I will call back as soon as I know.
I cant get hold of the girl but I finally reaches her manager, can we postpone about an hour? I tell him about Kevin‘s dilemma and he agrees to meet at six instead.
I call Kevin back and let him now. How do I recognize her. Her name is Jill Gray, she is about 170 centimetre, slim and quit good looking. Ok no problem, even if I cant recognize her I just have the information call for her.
I drive out to the airport at three thirty, it is only a ten minutes ride so I should have enough time. Nope, her plane was early. I look around, there is loads of slim good looking women around so I go to the information.
- I am looking for a Jill Gray who just arrived from the United States.
- She was here just a few minutes ago, do you want me to call for her?
- Yes please.
- Ms Gray, please contact the information desk. Ms Gray.
Two meters away this beautiful woman turns around, she is absolutely stunning.
- I am Ms Gray.
- Good afternoon, my name is Daniel Denner. I am here instead of Kevin. He had to work and could not get away.
- Hi I am Jill, thank you for picking me up.
- No problem, I am suppose to take care of you until Kevin can show up. I can take you on a short tour of the city if you like?
- That‘s ok, I have had a good sleep on the plane so I am fresh.
We got in to town and went to Mulligan‚s. We had a quick beer and I arranged for her luggage to be stored there until Kevin arrive.
- I have to be in this meeting with a model and her manager at six for a photo job. If Kevin has not showed up I can either leave you here to wait for him or you can join me for this meeting.
- Oh that‘s interesting, I do a lot of photography my self. It would be interesting to see how model job negotiations is done here.
Five thirty and still no Kevin. We walk down to The old Fagg where I am suppose to meet the model. Mark the manager and Jessica arrives five past the hour. We go through hers and mine portfolio and we agree what to do. She will bring her own make up and stylist people so I do not have to think about that. We agree on a estimated price and they leave.
- Can I have a look at your portfolio?
- Sure, no problem.
While she looks through my pictures Kevin calls.
- Hey there where are you
- We are at The old Fagg, are you coming?
- Ok I am on my way, should be there in ten minutes.
- That was Kevin, he will be here in ten minutes.
- Ok, hey you got some really good stuff here. Have you been doing this for a long time?
- Not really, in fact this girl we just met will be my first professional model I am shooting.
- I am impressed, you definitely have an eye for this.
- Thank you, I am quite pleased with most of them myself.
- Have you ever considered going professional?
- Yes I have but competition here is big. I do have adds in some of the modelling magazines but so far the only jobs I have had has been from friends.
- Ah I see, pity.
Kevin arrives and we start talking about other stuff, they have a lot of catching up to do so I tell Kevin the luggage is at Mulligan‘s and I leave them on their own.
I met up with them a couple of times while she was here. We went to the zoo and an amusement park. The day before she was to leave she asked to see me on her own. We met at Mulligan‘s having a beer together.
- I am leaving tomorrow but will be back again in about eight months. I am going to sell of my stuff and plan to move here or in the region and maybe start up a new business.
- Sounds great, I hope you will do well and if you move here maybe we can meet up sometimes.
- Oh we will and I have a feeling that we might have more than that together.
- What do you mean?
- We will see, I will let you know later on.
After that she did not say much more, just a few comments on what I was talking about. Very strange as she earlier been talking like only Americans can. Eventually she had to leave and we said goodbye but before she left she gave me a kiss on the mouth. Never could I guess how much 'more together' we would end up having.
Seven months later me and Kevin is sitting at the bar in Mulligan‘s being bored. The weather sucks and Kevin has been temporarily laid off. We are talking about everything and nothing. Ken comes up to us and asks;
- Hey guys why don‘t you organize a pool tournament? I mean you don‘t do anything anyway except sitting here and moaning about having nothing to do.
- That‘s an idea, what do you think Kevin?
- Yeah why not, lets do an survey on how many would be interested and we can take it from there.
- You go down to the Fagg and I will start listen around here.
- Ok see you tomorrow and we see what we found.
Kevin leaves and I start talking to the guys in the pub. The interest is quite big, I got about thirty names only from who is in the pub this afternoon.
The next day I meet with Kevin and he says he got eighteen names from the Fagg. He has also produced two lists, one for each pub taking up names from interested. We put down the names we already have and puts the lists up.
A few days later we check the lists, incredible total of eighty six names, wow. We start to organize things to do this tournament. We decide to run it on a Sunday as most people will be off then. We add the tournament date and time to the lists and spreads the word.
Saturday before the tournament we go and take down the lists. In The old Fagg someone has added 'Woman‘s Tournament' to the list with twelve names. What is this? Well if they want to have their own tournament why not. The additional paperwork is minimal.
Later on Saturday I meet Margrete, one of the girls on the list.
- Hi Margrete, what is this with the woman‘s tournament?
- Oh hi Daniel, Charlotte and I thought it to be a good idea as most of the girls are far from good enough to play with you guys. Is there a problem?
- No don‘t worry, if you want to play on your own go ahead.
- Have Charlotte not talked to you about this?
- No I have not seen her for two weeks.
- Oh that‘s not good.
- What is the problem?
- Oh nothing, just that we had planned for a special price for the winner and she should have talked to you about that.
- Well I will see her tomorrow at the pool hall I guess.
- Yes, I just hope that is not to late. By the way have you heard about the stag party today?
- No, why?
- Most of the names on your list will be there so I would not count on to many showing up.
- Aha, well we will see who shows and just take it from there.
We continue to chat for a while until I decide to get home. I want to be well rested for the tournament the day after.
Sunday at twelve I get a call from Kevin,
- I will be a bit late I see you at the pool hall at two thirty Ok?
- Ok, don‘t be any later though.
- Do not worry.
I arrive in the pool hall at two. No one here yet. Ok I sit down and start to prepare for the draw. A couple of guys show up and I start to register them. Kevin drops in and takes over the paperwork. I get my cue and have a chat with the owner about how much the tables will be. We agree on 200 and he seems to be pleased. When we reach three we got fourteen names on the list. Kevin and I decide to wait another fifteen minutes for any late arrival. Meanwhile the girls has arrived and are already about to start. All twelve on their list is there. Two more guys arrive and we close the registration. Kevin goes through the rules, make the draw and distribute the tables. Game on.
I play a guy from Tahiti. As we start to play I realize this will be hard. It only takes two minutes before I get the first question on rules. 0-1, 0-2 Game Over. Kevin has the same problem but manages to win in three frames.
Next game for me is against Eric, an English guy that I have played before. He normally beat me blindfolded with one hand. He wins the lag and breaks, no friends. My table, I go for stripes. 9 ball bottom left, 15 centre left,10 bottom right, safety on 11 centre pocket make the shot and cue ball nicely tucked up at the top cushion. Eric plays for 5 ball and pockets, 1 ball next to left centre, 4 ball top left and then the mistake. A full table shot dead on 7 ball, pockets 7 but has put a bit to much power into the shot and the cue ball follows 7 down. I am on again, 12 to top right nice cushion back out to 14 right centre, 13 left centre and nicely lined up on 8 left bottom, perfect hit, 1-0.
Frame two, I break and pockets 7 ball but also cue ball. Eric is a bit upset after the first frame but seems to have got his things together again. Goes for stripes, 9,11,13,12,15,14,10 and perfectly lined up on 8. Now he give me a smile, lines him self up overshoots and both 8 and cue ball pockets, one top right one top left. Eric‘s jaw touches the floor as he can not believe what he just done. Looses all brain and breaks his cue stick over his knee. Game over.
My next game have to wait, my opponent is not yet decided. Charlotte comes over to me.
- Do you have a couple of minutes for me?
- Yes sure.
- Well a bit more private, we can go over to the bar.
- Ok
- You have heard we planned for a special price in our tournament?
- Yes, Margrete told me last night.
- And what do you say?
- Eh, to what? I don‘t know what you planned.
- Well... you know that most of us are singles and those who are not do not really have any steady companions?
- Yes
- Well we thought that a great price would be to get a night out, all expenses paid.
- Sounds like a good idea but what has this got to do with me?
- We wanted the price to include an escort and our choice was you.
- I guess I can cope with a paid evening out.
- It would be an ALL night out.
- Eh?
- Including a night at a hotel, together.
- Eh?
- Daniel you are up. Kevin calls.
- Ok coming.
- I will talk to you later about your idea.
- All right, just not to long please.
I got to my table, I am playing Ken. I normally beat him easily Not this time, Charlottes words are still ringing in my head and I just can not concentrate. Pots 8 ball twice before it is legal, 0-2 I am out. Kevin comes up and asks;
- What the hell happened there?
- I don‘t know, just lost it
- You can say that again. Well that‘s good because then you can take care of the paperwork. I‘m up again.
- Uh, ok no problem just give me a second, Charlotte! I am on for you.
- Great I will let the girls now.
I sit down and goes through the score sheet. I hear the girls cheering at their tables. Two hours later and the tournament is over. Kevin is the winner and receives his price. Charlotte comes over and ask me if we can meet later on, she has got a grin on her face. We agree to meet up at El Toro at seven thirty.
All of us walks up to Mulligan‘s for some beers and to celebrate a successful tournament. The only person not happy with the outcome is Eric. I buy him a beer and tell him I will let him have a revenge game next time. Charlotte has left us after a small beer to get changed. At seven I tell Kevin I have to leave and heads for El Toro. Charlotte has not arrived so I sit down in the bar ordering a Salitos. Ten minutes later she walks in.
- Hi Daniel!
- Hi Love, you look stunning.
- Thank you.
- So what was the result?
- Take it easy, all in due time, Get me a beer will you, I need to go to the ladies.
I order two Salitos and move over to a table where we will have a bit of privacy. She comes back.
- Well I did not win, as much as I wanted to.
- Sorry to hear that
- It is ok, hear is 3200. That is the price money. You will take the winner for an all night out and then I have arranged a room at the Beau Rivage for you.
- Ok no problem, any suggestions on what to do?
- Not really but you should make it a memorable evening and night.
- So when will you let me know who the winner is?
- In a moment, when was the last time you had sex?
- That was the last time you and me were out.
- Ok, would you like some practice? I think you will need it and I know that the expectations are high.
- What do you mean?
- It is not one winner but two. We decided that anyone reaching the final would be a winner.
- Oh.
- And when is this supposed to happen?
- On Wednesday.
- You do not give me much time do you?
- No I know but one of the winners have to leave on Thursday evening.
- Ok, and the winners are????
- The final was won by Marion.
- Ok, and?
- Second was .... Nicki.
- WHAT? You are joking?
Nicki and I have just had an affair that ended in catastrophe. We have not been speaking to each other since then and that is three months ago. Now I have to treat her nicely on an all day and night out.
- Mario, get me a double BL will you.
- Calm down Daniel, it is not all that bad.
- Mario, make it a triple please.
- Come on Daniel, she won fair and square and you knew she was in the competition.
- Fine but it does not mean I have to like it. I will do it but I am not sure I can guarantee satisfaction.
- Ok, just do your best please.
- I will but you owe me for this.
- Ok I agree. Let me help you calm down a bit. Turn over to the side.
Now this is something I love. Charlotte has magical hands. Her massages are out of the ordinary. You will never forget a back massage from her, I can guarantee that.
- Mmm, you like that don‘t you?
- Yes and you know it.
- And you know what I like you to do now.
Every time she has given me a massage she have wanted to be touched, she claims it makes her hands more sensitive. I start to run my hands over her thighs making sure not to get to close to her private parts. As she bends forward to massage my lower back I reach for her breasts. I hold them in my hands and give her nipples a gentle squeeze. She moves up over my back and I loose contact with her breasts. I return my attention to her thighs this time caressing the inside and feel the heat between her legs. I run a finger over her panties and she takes a deep breath. I continue to massage over her panties and she has started to pant now.
- Daniel.
- Yes.
- My place, NOW.
I get the bill and pay. We go and get our clothes from the wardrobe. When she reaches for here coat I put my hand under her skirt and give her mound a few gentle taps. She shivers. We walk over to her house.
- What about Margrete? Is she not at home?
- No, she is staying at Marion‘s place tonight so we will be alone. She wont be back until late afternoon.
- Ok, open the door now will you?
We walk in to the house and as we walk up the stairs to the apartment I can not resist fondle her pussy.
- Daniel!
- Sorry but I could not resist.
- Hold your horses just a minute.
- Nope I wont.
And with that I push the fabric of her panties to the side and run my finger over her very wet slit up to her clitoris. She manages to get the door open and drags me in. I kick the door close behind me as she gives me a big kiss. Her hand has opened my shorts and got my friend out. She drops on her knees and start to suck on him. Her mouth is warm and smooth and she works her tongue like a maggot just put on a fishing hook, wildly. Three minutes of this and I am ready to come. She can feel the tension building up and gets even wilder, she knows what is coming, ME! My whole body is shaking as I start to shoot deep in to her throat. It goes on for what seems to be forever. My knees collapses under me and she give me big kiss. I can taste my cum even as she has swallowed all of it.
- Come my love, lets get serious with this practice session.
- What? Do you want to kill me before I have performed my duties?
- Why not? Then I would be that last one to have made love to you, I kind of like that thought.
- You jealous bitch, you are just after me now because you did not win the pool.
- Hey watch your language
- What? Did I say something untrue?
- No, come on lets get a shower.