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Subject: {ASSM} Haressment Backlash (FF MF Intr. Spank)
Date: Mon,  3 Nov 2003 00:10:03 -0500
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			      HARASSMENT BACKLASH 
				    Part one
			      (FF MF Intr. BDSM)
	    			    BY REAVAN	
	Judy pulled or rather jerked out that stubborn bottom file 
cabinet drawer. She hated doing that right in front of Wendy desk. 
There was always some kind of sexist remark. Lifting out the file 
folder, she stood up checking the contents. 

	"Nice show, but you forgot to close the drawer honey. Of 
course we both know why, you're just looking for an excuse to 
shimmy and shake those sexy buns for me again." Judy ignored her 
remark and got down on one knee this time to close the drawer but 
that exposed her thigh nearly to the panty line. 

	"Damn it" she whispered below her breath, she didn't think 
the mini dress would creep up that much. Darlena insisted that she 
wear revealing clothes to work. She wanted people to enjoy and 
envy her great body; share the wealth visually anyway she always 
said.

	"Oh wow, exposing that luscious black shank now. What's 
next honey, a complete strip tease? I'm getting so hot." Judy got 
up glancing icily at her tormentor but said nothing and returned 
to her desk. Wendy was her boss, sort of that is. She'd been with 
the company six years and at twenty-four was five years older. An 
out of the closet lesbian, she made sexual remark every day. Judy 
hadn't told her that she was BI and enjoying a sexual relationship 
with a married couple. It was none of her business but maybe if 
she knew, the harassment would stop. She would talk to Darlena and 
John again as soon as she got home.

	"What's the matter Ebony dear," Wendy continued, "are we 
not talking today?" 

	"I have work to do and I told you before that I'm tired of 
your innuendoes. You don't know if I'm a lesbian and even if I 
was, why should I be interested in doing it with you?"

	"I know you're 'a sister' honey. I've never been wrong yet 
and what's wrong with me? Look at me," she stood up and turned 
three hundred and sixty degrees. "I'm not voluptuous like you are 
of course but I've got a nice firm body. You got perky tits and 
mine are well ... bigger. You're black, I'm creamy white and 
blonde; we complement each other. I've got a lot of experience, 
you don't and I love to teach, hands on.  How about it Ebony let's 
have a go at it tonight." She hated it when Wendy called her that. 
John called her Ebony; from him it was a term of endearment. 
Because of that, even though she didn't think it was exactly 
racist, she took it as an insult. Wendy did not know of course of 
her love affair with John and Darlena and naturally, she couldn't 
tell her.      

	She got home that evening and met Darlena in the kitchen. 
They kissed and hugged warmly and Judy prepared to help with the 
meal. "I hear the shower going Darlena, is John home already?"

	"Yes but he'll be leaving right after supper, he's flying 
out on business for at least one day."

	"Oh but he promised ... you know, tonight. It's been three 
days."

	"I know sweetie, you'll get a quick one before he leaves 
though, I'm sure."  

	"It's not the same as in 'the room'."

	"Ebony, you're home, let's have a kiss." John entered 
wearing a bathrobe, extending his arms. Judy flew into his embrace 
and  kissed him passionately. "I don't have much time sweetie, 
would you take her panties off Darlena?" 

	"Oh, these rules of engagement, do I really have to when 
I'm busy? I'm trying to get supper on the table." She sat a pot 
down on the stove and lifted Judy's skirt sliding her panties 
down. Judy lifted one foot and then the other as Darlena took them 
off. She lifted the skirt again and gave Judy's protruding black 
rear a couple of slaps. "Get on with it you two, supper will be 
ready in five minutes.  
 
	"I'll draw cream in less than that," Judy panted as she 
loosened his robe and slid it off his shoulders. "Look Darlena 
it's throbbing already," she frigged his rod, turning her body so 
Darlene could see her husbands weapon. 

	"You're wasting time doll, stop talking and jump to it," 
Darlena laughed shaking her head.

	"No she's not jumping on it. Bend over the island Ebony." 
She eagerly presented her rear, squirming impatiently and reached 
between her thighs for the guidance. He whacked her twice, before 
closing in and let her position his engorged mushroom in her 
ever-ready target. She moaned with relief as he gently drove it 
home. Darlena leaned over the island and kissed her softly.

	"You love that feeling don't you honey." She was holding 
two plates of food and left for the dining room. 

	"Ooooh Darlena ooooh you don't know how much" He began 
stroking her slowly, while groping her thighs. Darlena returned 
picking up another plate.

	"Better get on with it honey, you've got a plane to 
catch." She kissed Judy again and then John, muffling their moans. 
He ratcheted up the action making her moan louder with each 
stroke. "Darlene left again and returned for more, "do you want 
dessert dear?" He shook his head. She opened the fridge looking 
back at them. "What do you guys want to drink, juice or pop?" 
There was no answer only passionate moans as he closed in on the 
main event." Darlena shook her head and brought juice to the 
dining room. John moaned his ejaculation and slowed to a stop as 
she returned. She handed Judy a towel, "get John and yourself 
cleaned up, supper is on the table."

	Judy dropped to her knees and suckled her hors d'oeuvre 
noisily.

	"Table manners please Judy," Darlena quipped. "No 
slurping!"

	Judy dried him off and then stood up, drying her vagina 
while pouting. 

	 "Sorry to rush Ebony, Darlena will get you off later." 
Judy helped him on with his robe and they sat down for supper. 

	Darlene sat next to Judy and put an arm around her. "Cheer 
up sweetheart we'll have fun tonight, just the two of us." Judy 
attempted to smile and nodded. "Is there something else wrong Judy 
you don't seem your lusty self today."

	"Oh it's that Wendy-bother again, she won't stop."

	"She is still harassing you Ebony," John said.  Judy 
nodded. "Why don't you invite her over sometime and we'll 
indoctrinate her into the mysteries of the room for a night. That 
should fix her."

	"No John please, I love you two; I don't want to share 
with her." Darlena hugged her again and kissed her on the cheek.

	"We don't want you to do anything unless you enjoy it 
Darling but we share you with other women and couples. You like 
that don't you?"

	"Yes but Wendy's not bisexual, she doesn't like men at 
all." Darlena glanced at John and they both smiled mischievously.

	"That could be interesting John, she's crazy about Judy. 
I've seen her; she's a good-looking long legged hard body with an 
outsized soft-top.  Maybe she would go to any length to earn 
Judy's body, including submitting totally to a man in return. This 
could be great fun, how about it Judy? Would you do it for John 
and me?"

	"I will do anything for the two people I love most in the 
world but I would have to submit to her."

	"Not very often maybe only once, as a matter of fact not 
for a week or maybe two after her first appointment in the room. 
It's your decision Judy," she kissed her on the cheek.

	"Actually it would be fun to watch her encounter the room. 
What do you want me to do?" 

	"Invite her for dinner next week some time, just don't 
tell her about us. We'll spring our relationship on her after 
dinner." 

					*	*	* 
The remainder of part one can be read here:    
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Erostory/
In the 'Current' folder.
Reavan

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