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Subject: {ASSM} Steve's Gallery  Pt 1  (MF safe sex)
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Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2007 07:10:01 -0500
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audience.  Any resemblance to actual people or
incidents is purely coincidental.  Any further
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writing this story.   All feedback is appreciated. 
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	Steve Davis sat with his friends on Friday evening in a
Philadelphia pub.  They were former college classmates and
business associates who joined for beer, wine, and talk.
	John asked,  "Steve, when are you going to quit checking out all
the girls?"
	"When I'm dead."
	"Good, then there's hope," Molly quipped.
	Bob added, "Really, Steve, I never met a greater
womanizer."	Steve wondered, "Womanizer.  What a weird word.  How
does a girl get womanized?"
	Sally added, "By being seduced."
	Steve replied, "What was she before was womanized?  A girl?  A
boy?  Does she wake up the next morning and declare, 'I've been
womanized'."
	Bob wondered, "Maybe, if she was a virgin."	
	Steve replied, "How common are them nowadays?  At least among
people we know. And what about the guy, has he been manized?"
	Bob answered, "Only if they are gay."
	John asked, "What is your secret, Steve? How do you get all
those women to fall into bed with you?"
	"Ask Molly, she did.   I just want a woman to feel good when
she's with me. I give her what she wants.  I don't lie or
pressure, and I don't bullshit. Too many guys do, and I'm sure
women hate it. If she says no, that's all right. There are plenty
of others. Besides, I rely on my charm and good looks.  That and
the confidence that I can deliver."
	Molly and Sally nodded their agreement.
	Steve and Molly went together during their sophomore year at
Penn State.  But she grew tired of all his attention to other
women, and concluded that John offered greater stability.  By the
time Sally met Steve she was already dating somebody. They were
attracted to each other, but they never hit it off. 
	Steve continued to eye the woman and girls in the pub.  A woman
walked in, dressed in a brown conservative business suit, but she
had opened the top button of her blouse to display a prominent
chest. Two other women, similarly dressed, accompanied her.
	Steve commented, "There is someone I'd like to womanize, soon."
	He joined the three at the bar.  He asked the woman in the brown
suit, "Excuse me, but aren't you Sue Barconi, the banker?"
	"Yes.  Aren't you Steve Davis? You own that new gallery on
Chestnut Street, right?"
	'"Yes, you helped me negotiate the loan."
	"How's the store?"
	"Fine. You should come over to see for yourself.'
	By this time, Sally and Molly joined them. 
	Molly said to Sue, "Dear, we were just chatting about how Steve
is a notorious womanizer."
	Steve replied, 'Well, I've never had any complaints so far.  Not
even from you, Molly."
	"That was years ago in college, Steve. I'm living with John
now."
	Sue looked at Sally, "Do you have any complaints about Steve?"
	"No, but I just met him last year. I'm also with a guy."
	Steve turned to Sue, "I'd like to ask you out on a date
sometime, without all these busybodies around.  What is your
phone number?"
	"Just call me at the office. I live in the suburbs, so I'm never
home. Here is my card."
	"Thanks, I'll think of something great for us to do."
	When he left, one of the women said to Sue, "He's cute. Did you
really get him a loan from your bank?"
	"Yes.  His credit is good.  I liked his business plan.  He wants
to start small and gradually add more famous artists.  His father
had a similar store in Pittsburg. He graduated from Penn State a
year after me, but I did not know him there.  I'll Google him if
he asks me out, just to make sure."
	Sue was flattered that Steve wanted to talk to her.  She and her
friends came into the bars looking for hot guys, but most of them
turned out to be bozos or worse.  With a growing business, Steve
was not a bozo, even with his friends calling him a womanizer.
The suburb where she lived had reasonable rent, but not many men
and no nightlife. 
	Steve called her during the week.  Sue did not want to meet on
Saturday because it would mean driving to the city on the
weekend.  She preferred Friday, because her car would already be
there.   They agreed that he would meet her at the bank, go to
dinner a local Italian trattoria, and then go to a Spanish
language art cinema.
	After the movie, they started walking toward the bank.
	Steve asked, "Do you want to come up for a drink before heading
back?"
	Sue replied, "Sure. Do you live like a hippie?"
	"No.   I have a small apartment about two blocks from here."
	When they arrived at his place, Steve offered Sue a glass of
sauvignon blanc and put some music on the CD.  He had converted
part of his living room into a studio, so he could work on some
designs, but the rest of the apartment was furnished modestly but
tastefully.   They sat on the futon, talking about the film and
about living in center city.  
	Steve leaned over to give Sue a passionate kiss.  She put her
arms around him, holding him close. 
	She said, "I was hoping you would do that.  Do you want me?"
	He put his hands on her back, and put them into her slacks.  
	He replied, "Yes.  I want to make you feel good."
	She said, "Then let me use the bathroom, and then we make each
other feel terrific."
	Sue had not been with a man in over a month, and she missed it.
She would not admit it, but she was horny.  She hoped that the
talk of Steve being a womanizer meant that he could deliver. 
When she emerged from the bathroom, she had removed her sweater
and slacks, stripping down to her underwear.  In the meanwhile
Steve had taken off his shirt, but he retained his slacks.
	He said, "Let me help you with your bra."
	When he removed it, he sat on the bed in front of her.
	"You have such delicious round tits.  I want to taste them."
	He licked her breasts as she leaned back to let him sample all
he wanted.  
	"Let me take your panties."
	She was thrilled that he took over so well.  She expected a
thrill ride. 
	He said, "Lie on the bed. I want to go down on your luscious
pussy."
	She opened her legs to accommodate his face.  He leaned into
her, touching, licking and sucking her slit and clit.  Each
contact warmed her clitoris and sent vibrations though her body.
 She moaned contentedly. 
	He asked, "Do you like this?"
	"Oh Steve, you have such a wonderful mouth.  You could do that
to me for hours."
	"I doubt that either of us to keep it up for hours."
	He resumed his dive into the nether reaches of her body.  He
concentrated on her clit, until she was about to scream.  
	She cried, "Oh yes!  Do it!  I'm there!  Yes."
	She twisted around on the bed, as the orgasm poured over her
body.   When she relaxed, Steve emerged from between her legs and
climbed next to her.   It took her several minutes to catch her
breath. 
	She finally said, "That was so great, it deserves a reward. 
What's wrong with this picture?  I'm naked and you still have
your clothes."
	"Why don't you remedy the situation?"
	She eagerly removed all his clothes.  When she pulled off his
shorts to reveal his prick, she uttered a small squeak, as if she
found the prize in a box of cereal. 
	"This is going to be good," she said.
	She started to play with it, using both mouth and hands,
essentially doing to him what he had done to her.   She was
rewarded as it expanded to life. He leaned back with his hands
under his head, letting her do the work.  
	He said, "That feels great.  I'm glad I having a date with such
an excellent cock sucker."
	She took that as a complement, and resumed her efforts. He felt
no need to guide her motions.  He just closed his eyes to wallow
in the pleasure.   She covered his circumference with kisses, and
then concentrated on the tip and glans.  A wonderful tingle
covered his prick.  His breathing got shorter until he was almost
panting.
	He announced, "Look out.  I'm going to shoot."
	"Do it, lover. I want to drink all of it."
	He put his hands on her head to press her down on him, and then
pushed up with his pelvis.  He knew he was about to explode. 
Suddenly, his prick started jerking, sending forth a hot stream
of cum.  She tried to swallow as much as she could, just to avoid
choking.  Nevertheless, rich foam oozed from her chin and lips. 

	When he was finished, the sat up with a triumphant expression on
her face.  She enjoyed giving head because it gave her a feeling
of power in sex.  She wanted to give him satisfaction so he would
treat her with respect. 
	He said, softly, "You give great head."
	"Thank you," she said, wiping her mouth on the bed sheet. 
	She lay next to him, letting him feel her body.  
	He said, "Let me get some more wine.  I need some time to
recover."
	He went to the refrigerator for some more wine.  They ambled
naked around the apartment. He moved behind her to gently touch
her butt with his prick.  
	She said, "I knew you are too young to poop out on me."
	"Let's go back into the bedroom."
	They returned to the bed.  He covered her body with caresses and
kisses, while she resumed fondling his prick.
             "Do you have a condom for this thing?"
	"Right here."
	He let her cover his prick with the rubber sheeting, She sat up
and then lowered hers slit on his stiff penis.  She slowly used
her knees to raise and lower her body, impaling herself on him. 
He grabbed her firm round tits to guide her movements. She let
herself go, suffusing her entire body with pleasure. She bounced
on top of him like she was riding a horse.  Her face contorted as
her pleasure mounted.
	She exclaimed, "Yes!  Yes!"
	He pushed up against her to give them both pleasure, but it was
not enough.
	He said, "Get off, so I can finish on top of you."
	But instead of tuning on her back, she stood up and leaned
against the bed.
	"Finish behind me, lover. That way, I can move too."
	He reinserted his iron rod into her eager pussy.  
	She said,  "That feels so great.  Now fuck me as hard as you can
with that thing."
	He rammed into her, varying the rhythm slightly.   His pelvis
slapped against her buttocks.  He squeezed her breasts firmly,
making her moan.   He even slapped her ass a few times to
heighten her excitement.  
	She screamed, "Yes! Fuck me!"	
	He grunted with effort as he pounded into her.   He was getting
close.  He pulled her tight as cum pulsed out of his prick.   He
pushed wave after wave of hot semen into her.   She felt the
condom expand inside her, bringing her off too. 	
	They fell back onto the bed, satisfied but exhausted. 
	He said, "Wait here while I take care of this condom."
	When he returned, they lay next to each other for several
minutes, just enjoying the feeling. 
	She said, "That was terrific.  You are a great lover.  Now I
know why your friends call you a womanizer, because I am
completely womanized." 
	"You are welcome.  I only goal is your pleasure."
	"What time is it?"
	"After midnight."
	"I should be going home."
	'You are welcome to spend the night here.  I can give you an
extra toothbrush.  Philadelphia is generally safe, but you should
not walk to your car alone."
	"Thank you.  I took the precaution of bringing a toothbrush and
an extra set of panties.   Just let me call to make sure someone
feeds my cat."
	After using the bathroom and brushing their teeth, they fell
asleep holding each other.
	When Sue awoke, she needed a few seconds to remember where she
was and how she got there.  The pillow next to her was empty. 
When he heard her stir, he went to the bedroom. He wore pajama
bottoms, but no tops.
	He asked, "So sleepy head, how do you want your eggs?"
	"Over easy."
	"You can have this top if you would feel more comfortable."
	Sue used the bathroom, put on the top, and went to the kitchen.
There she found Steve making breakfast and serving coffee.
	Steve said, "I hope you slept well."
	"I did, thanks to you."
	"Do you often sleep with strange men?"
	"No.  And I didn't this time.  You are not so strange.   Before
accepting a date with you, I checked you out on the net and I
called your gallery."
	"I'm glad I expunged all those felony convictions."
	"Gals want the same things as guys want.  We just have to be a
bit more careful because of the risk of disease, pregnancy, and
violence.  That's why I insisted on a condom.  And somebody knows
I'm here right now."
	"What if I didn't have a condom or refused to wear one."
	"Then I might go down on you again, but no sex."
	"What do gals want?"
	"Good sex with a nice person, and a delicious breakfast.  That
is harder to get than you might think.  That's why I'm glad I
went out with you.   But I have to go home now because I
postponed a number of errands."
	"Plus, you have to feed your cat."
	"Right.  Chastity."
	"What?"
	"Chastity.  The name of my cat.  He's pure white and was fixed.
Hence the name."
	He rinsed the dishes in the sink.  
	He said, "How about a shower before you go?"
	They went to bathroom to run the shower.  Steve pulled off his
pajamas, and Sue doffed her top.  He adjusted the water until it
was just right for both.  He started to soap her up, paying
attention to her breasts and pussy.   She washed him in return,
paying extra attention to his cock.  His prick sprang to full
attention, as she soaked him down.  She got on her knees on the
shower floor, to lick his prick some more.
	He said, "Let's finish rinsing off and drying.  I need give your
dynamite body some extra loving."
	They returned to the bed.  They continued kissing and fondling
each other, rolling over each other. 
	Finally, he said, "Let me use another condom.  They we can take
our time doing it the old fashioned way."
	When she had the condom firmly in place, she lay back on the
bed.  He climbed on top and easily entered her moist pussy.   
	She said, "I love the way you fill me up, stud."
	"Your pussy is as tight as a glove."
	"Stuff me hard."
	He rocked into her, taking his time.  He moved slowly, giving
her time to keep up with him.
	"Let's take our time and make this last."
	"Oooh, this is sooooo good.   Keep it up."
	She hooked her legs around his back to give her more leverage. 
She pushed up against him, until her pussy glowed. She was
moaning softly.  Her moans got louder, until they reached a
crescendo.   
	She screamed,  "Yes! I'm there!"
	She used both arms and legs to squeeze him tight.
	When she climaxed, Steve saw no reason to hold himself back.
Instead, he concentrated on his own pleasure.  He wanted feel
that wonderful surge in his prick. 
	He grunted, "I'm going to cum soon."
	"I'm here for you, lover."
	His prick popped like a spark plug.  Jolt after jolt shot fired
from his burning rod. He pressed as deep as he could inside her.
She also felt an orgasmic after shock until calmed down.
	After he finished, he pulled out and relaxed beside her. 
However, he had to get up before the condom leaked. 
	After relaxing bed for almost half an hour, she got up to get
dressed.
	He said, "Let me at least walk you to your car."
	On the way, he said, "No commitments or any thing, but I like to
see you again."
	"Sure.  I'd love that.   But it has to be on a Friday, because
that's the day I drive into the city.  Unless you want to drive
to the suburbs."
	"Friday it is."
	"Call me at work like you did this time."
	Steve and Sue entered each other on their personal short list of
fuck-buddies. They liked each other and enjoyed the sex, but they
were not in love.
	
	  
	 
	

	
	

	

	
	  

	

	

	
	
	


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