The Ring [RENAME]

Like all guys, I guess, I’ve had fantasies of being a ladies’ man, someone irresistible to women, and who can satisfy their deepest latent desires with ease. And, like most guys, my real life situation was quite different from the ideal. However, perhaps due to the time that I had on my hands, I was able to fantasize frequently about what it would be like, for just a brief period of time, to be that way.

I was a hard worker, and most of the time was too busy at my law firm to notice the beautiful girls around me - though I have to say, most of the girls at the office were not attractive at all. There was this one girl, though, Courtney, who just seemed to be out of a magazine - almost too perfect to be a human. She was 5'4" with beautiful blonde hair down to her shoulders, gorgeous big blue eyes, and a wonderfully soft and cuddly body - though at the same time, toned, for she was a regular runner. Her breasts were beautiful, just a lovely handful, and she had a bounce to her step that was rare and made her all the more appealing. Her legs and torso were also very well proportioned - a little on the thin side, but even that was keeping with her air of childishness and innocence. I should add, though, that she was far from a child - 25, in fact, that same age as I am. Yet the amazing thing about her was that for all her physical virtues, let alone her intellectual or spiritual ones, she was far from conceited or condescending. Of course, even that was no help to me, as I was and still am painfully shy, and made virtually no progress other than the occasional obligatory hello. She may well have been aware that I existed, but I am not holding my breath.

As I said before, I am a hard worker, so often I would come home late after work simply exhausted. Occasionally I stopped at various restaurants, as it was a treat for me when I had put in a 12 hour day, and also it was depressing to come home to an empty home after a long hard day at work. Tonight I was feeling adventurous, so I decided upon a Chinese place. It was in a shady part of Chinatown, and now that I think about it, I am not sure why I even ventured there after dark. Who knows with some of these places?

The restaurant was almost empty, and kind of gave me the creeps, but I was hungry and my stomach vetoed my brain. I checked the menu and ordered szechuan chicken - one of my favorites, on the hope that I would luck out and the restaurant would be good after all. I waited for what seemed like forever, and then finally, as I was about to get up and leave, a beautiful waitress with a quizzical look in her eyes brought out my plate. I must say it smelled amazing. The green peppers and onions were perfectly done, and the tangy and spicy sauce complemented the generous portions of chicken perfectly. I could tell that the waitress was watching me eat from behind the counter, but hey, I thought, she was really cute, it was nice to get some attention. I scarfed down the meal like a pig, completely forgetting my manners, even despite being watched, I was so famished. The waitress, whose name I had forgotten at this point ( I am sometimes bad with names when I am hungry or in a hurry), brought out the check and a fortune cookie. I briefly noticed the time, it was almost 11:00! I had to wake up early tomorrow, so I paid cash and tipped generously, grabbed my fortune cookie and breath mints, and bolted off. Again, the waitress gave me a farcical look as I rushed out, and I mentally noted that this was a place to come in the future.

I came home and crashed, exhausted. When I woke up, it was 8:30, and I had a one hour commute and had to be to work at 9:00! I usually packed my lunch, but today I just took a quick shower. I rushed off to work, and began a long session of cursing at the traffic upon my entrance to the freeway. I had been late last week from sleeping in as well, so I did not need this on my record.

I finally got to work at 10:23. Unfortunately, I could not implement my hastily contrived master plan of ‘sneaking in and pretending to have been working all morning.’ I was immediately apprehended. As soon as I cam in, my boss, Mr. Beecham, questioned me briefly but pointedly. ‘This is the second time this month so far, young man,’ was the gist of it. Then he said that I should stay in the office during lunch and help out with anyone who might need help with work. I said ‘Sure!’ Trying not to sound to giddy at the prospect of being let off the hook so easily.

I then worked feverishly to catch up from that time until 12:30. When most of the office had left, I patrolled the empty cubicles, pretty sure that no one was there after all. But lo and behold! Coutney! I guess the other people who had work to do had left, because I know that more than one person had overdo work to do. And, wow, she looked even better than usual today! She was wearing a gray professional suit coat, with a gleaming white shirt underneath, which revealed an excellent view of her under wire lace bra. She had the bottom of the suit on as well, which was kind of tight for a law firm, but beautiful girls can get away with these things sometimes. She was also wearing white pantyhose, something I felt was perfect for her.

‘Hi James,’ she said, surprised and yet at ease with meeting me.

‘Umm, Hi Courtney’ I managed to stutter back. ‘Mr. Beecham told me to help anyone out who had work to do because I was late this morning.’

‘Ok, that sounds good!’ was the bright and cheery response

So we set to work.

But about five minutes into our time, I heard Courtney’s stomach growling. This would normally be embarrassing for a girl, but she managed to laugh it off with ease. ‘I am soooo hungry’ was the immediate response.

‘Do you have anything to eat, anything at all?’

I wondered and mentally scoured my desk. I began to kick myself ‘Why did I have to sleep in today, and not bring a lunch, this was my chance!’ After a few moments, I offered meekly, ‘I have this fortune cookie from a Chinese place I went to last night, but that’s about it. We could split it if you want.’

‘Ok, I’d love to!’ was the immediate response. So we split it, her giggling, and me smiling, feeling at ease. The fortune was ‘A friend in need is a friend indeed’ which we joked about briefly. After we had eaten the cookie, Courtney noticed something on the floor. It was a pink plastic ring.

‘For me, James, how sweet!’ she cooned with a mock-smile. ‘Shall you put it on for your lady-friend?’

Blushing, I stooped down and gently placed it on her finger. She was looking at me the whole time, but after it was on, she looked at me deeply and even lustfully, something that she had never done before. My cock, already partially rising from the brief flirting, immediately sprang to erection. I wondered what had come over her. She re- crossed her legs and licked her lips slightly, trying not to let me notice.

‘Well let’s get back to work!’ she said with a wicked glint in her eyes and a brief but stirring smile. We worked steadily for the next few minutes, though I thought that out of the corner of my eye I could see her looking me over. My cock hardened all the more, so I used the familiar trick of hiding it under my pocket while pretending to adjust my keys. It was at the same moment, strangely enough, that I began to notice how good she smelled. She smelled like she had been raised on dairy products and warm casseroles, and of course, apple pie for dessert. Her innocence was extremely appealing considering all the whores that usually congregate in the law offices of a major firm in a big city.

We talked a little bit more, and I noticed that she was much more aggressive in her flirting ,even touching my hand and poking me in the stomach every now and then. It was like she was trying to make up excuses to have tactile contact with me. Not that I was complaining, of course, but I found it odd, to say the least.

Emboldened bu her advances, then, I made a brief suggestion and imagine the worst: ‘ Umm, Courtney, you have a whole lot of work to do on this, would you like me to help you on this tonight?’

Her face seemed to beam ‘Of course, James, how sweet of you!’ she grabbed my hands with hers at that moment and again gave me a very warm gaze. By now, my erection was completely visible, as we were both standing up, and I blushed completely and she giggled.

‘So I’ll see you here after 5 then?’, was her giggling response. ‘Sure’ I mumbled trying to get away as fast as I could. Lunch was over a few minutes later.

I tried to concentrate on my work then, but all that I could think about was Courtney and how she actually touched me! And those looks she gave me! I managed to work for an hour, but soon the thought kept recurring so much I discretely made my way to the bathroom and masturbated while inside a stall. I came with ferocious intensity, while imagining various possible scenes this evening.

Soon enough, 5:00 rolled around, and the lawyers began to trickle out. About 5:20 or so, when the office was almost completely bare, I made my way over to Courtney’s desk. This time, she had taken her suit jacket off, something she almost never did at work, and you could clearly see the outline of her bra through her white top.

She smiled then, and put me at ease, as I sat down, vaguely aware that I again had a huge erection. For the next half hour, we joked about the material this time flirting more heavily with each other, and patting each other on the shoulder and so on.

One time, after we had kidded like this for a while, all of a sudden she got almost serious, and looked at me again earnestly, like she did before when she got the ring. ‘James,’ she said, looking deep into my eyes and then at my lips and then back at my eyes again.

I leaned over with her, and as she closed her eyes our lips touched! It was beautiful. I probed her mouth with my tongue, lazily and sensuously, and heard her occasional gaps. We must have kissed for five minutes that first time. I even amazed myself. I am a pretty good kisser, but I seemed to put her in a daze. As out lips parted, she looked up at me, and I pulled her over and seated her on my lap.

She wrapped both arms around my neck, hypnotized by my kisses, as I felt her all over. She had crossed her legs on my lap, but due to my urgings, allowed my hand underneath her skirt. Her body was so warm, it was amazing! I briefly felt her panties, and they were soaking wet, wetter than anyone I had ever felt before. Meanwhile, she seemed too dazed by my deft explorations with my tongue to protest. We instinctively trusted each other - it was very beautiful.

After a brief respite, I yanked her white shirt out of her skirt and reached back to undo her bra. Then I slid my hands over her stomach and breasts, feeling her warmth and lust ant deep longing for me. She closed her eyes, as I tweaked and rolled and rubbed and pinched her rock-hard nipples, and she gasped as my free hand massaged her clit.

Soon my hand was inside her labia and I gently probed in and out. She seemed almost frightened and grabbed me tightly, whispering in my ear, ‘James, daddy, please harder, oh, James...’ Her lower body shook rhythmically as her pussy walls clamped spasmodically around my fingers.

I then took her tongue into my mouth, and as I could feel that she was almost there, I cornered her tongue, massaging it and enjoying her meek response. She came very hard, gripping my fingers very tightly and shaking all over, though pressing herself close to me. Then she licked my earlobe and tongue and whispered how good I made her feel and how thankful she was that she had gotten to know me and how she had not felt this good in such a long time. I of course, hearing this, came almost instantly in my pants, causing her to smile and chuckle.

‘Now we are both drippy!’ she said as she kissed me softly on the lips.