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Chapter 4 of the ongoing story of David Donaldson, possessor of the world's
most powerful piece of techno magic:  Master PC.  In this chapter,
corporate power player Juliette meets her match.

M/F, F/F, Techno Magic.

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*...all ideologies are totalitarian. *--* Raoul Vaneigem*
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David Donaldson Chronicles Chapter 4: Juliette Meets Her Match M/F, F/F,
Techno-Magic

   You might think that owning a piece of software that allows you to alter
and control reality would be a real trip.  Fun, fun, fun, right?  You might
be very wrong.  David Donaldson sometimes wished he'd never found that CD.
He certainly wished he'd never found "The King's Minion" which was NOT one
of Raphael Sabatini's greatest works.

   Having the MasterPC power was a constant temptation to David.  Oh, he'd
done some really cool things with it, like give himself the body he'd
wished he'd had when he was 18, including a 10 inch schlong.  And, it was
true that he not only had the metabolism of a 14 year old but the libido as
well.  Not to mention an I.Q.  of over 250, and a host of other physical
and mental upgrades including the ability to shoot loads that would make
Peter North jealous.

   But...

   It could be a burden.  He was constantly tempted to meddle.  Whenever he
saw someone who really needed an upgrade it was all he could do to restrain
himself from pulling out his laptop and "fixing" them.  But, since one of
the things he'd done for himself when he first discovered MasterPC was to
give himself an extra helping of wisdom, he had, so far, resisted
temptation.  Just to make sure he stayed aware of the pitfalls of using the
MasterPC program too often, he read and re-read every JRParz story he could
find.

   David was sitting in his office one day when his assistant Heather (yes
THAT Heather, newly graduated from college and now employed by A2Z
Consulting) buzzed him on the intercom, interrupting a game of Asteroids.

   "Mr.  Donaldson, there's a call for you on line 2," Heather chirped.

   "Who is it?"

   "It's Juliette Anderson from Acme Corporation.  She wants to talk with
you about the seminar we're presenting to their Board of Directors."

   "OK, I'll take it.  And, when I'm done with her, you can come into my
office and take some more dick-tation," David said, emphasizing the word
`dick' - it was their office joke.  Heather had a libido that matched
David's and she couldn't get enough of his cock - it was a burden that
David bore with great stoicism; lucky devil.

   Heather's giggle was cut off as David speared the button for line two
with a perfectly manicured index finger.

   "Ms Anderson, how are you?  What can I do for you today?"

   "Fine, thanks.  I'd like to get together to talk about that presentation
you're making to our Board next week."

   "What about it?"

   "Can you come to my office and show me what you've got?"

   David pulled the receiver away from his ear and stared at it for a
moment, mouthing the words he'd just heard, wondering if they meant what
was implied.

   "When?"

   "How about later today, say around 4:30 or so?"

   "Sure.  Why not?  I'll bring my assistant, Heather, with me."

   There was a breath of hesitation from the other end.

   "I would think you'd be enough on your own to satisfy my, er,
requirements."

   "Heather and I are sort of a package, Ms.  Anderson.  A two-fer if you
will.  Ask for one; get both at no extra charge.  She's very talented and
I'm sure you'll like her."

   "Very well then, see you at 4:30.  I'll make sure the security man at
the front desk knows you're coming."

   "Thanks.  See you soon."

   The sound of the telephone receiver hitting the cradle hadn't faded away
before Heather was in David's office wearing a sly smile, a pair of thigh
high stockings, and a pair of earrings - that was it.

   "Whoa, there, little missy," David said, laughing as Heather jumped into
his lap.  "We've got some work to do today, and I need you to broaden your
sexual horizons a bit."

   "Again?  What this time?  Farm animals?"

   "Hmmm...now there's an idea...I've got a friend with a donkey...

   "Ewwwwww!"

   "...but no, not farm animals.  Ever been with another woman?"

   "Helloooooo...Sorority Sister...women's softball player...duh..."

   "I try not to stereotype.  How about an older woman?"

   "Sure, I did the house mother pretty regularly - that's how I got to
stay out after curfew all the time.  And, I did my women's studies teacher
senior year - got out of doing my final paper.  Hairy pits are disgusting
on a woman, but it was worth it to get the A.  And, I did the softball
coach a few times - she loved taking the strapon to me."

   "Heather has hidden depths then," David said, chuckling.

   "I don't think I have any depths you haven't already probed, daddy," she
said in the cute little voice that she always used when they were playing -
it was guaranteed to give him an instant woody.

   David looked at his watch.  "Go get dressed you little minx.  We need to
be out at Acme in an hour and I have a few things to finish before we can
leave.  Scoot!"

   He gave her an affectionate slap on the rump, bringing a squeal of
pleasure from Heather as she dashed out the door.  When she was gone, David
called up the MasterPC program and typed in Juliette's name.  When her
image appeared and began rotating on his screen, David made a few
adjustments - minor, but crucial.

   Thirty minutes later they were on their way to see the client.

   "Now, Heather, when we get there, I need you to follow my lead.  If I'm
right, what Juliette really wants is a chance to sample my schwantz.  I've
spotted her looking at my crotch a few times, and our phone conversation
earlier leads me to believe that today's the day she tries to close the
deal.  You're along because I want to see if you can seduce her into a
little Sapphic lovemaking - I want to find out how far she'll go to get a
crack at Mr.  Happy.  So, you'll get her warmed up for me and then we'll
see what depths Juliette has to explore."

   "What's she look like?  I don't want to do some old prune with tits down
to her knees."

   "Not to worry, my pet.  Juliette is USDA Prime GILF.  Looks like she's
really worked at keeping herself fit.  I'm pretty sure she's had her tits
done, maybe some botox.  Think of her as a foxy granny.  "

   "I just hope she's clean."

   "You fluffed up a little before we left, right?"

   "Of course," Heather snorted, offended.

   "Just checking, no need to go all huffy."

   "Well, excuse me for just wanting to keep your trouser snake all to
myself."

   "Heather...remember our little talk about being possessive?"

   "Yes, daddy, I remember," Heather said, pouting.

   The rest of the drive was completed in silence.

   "Now, when we get there, you focus on the client while I get the laptop
ready to go.  Try to be nice to Ms.  Anderson - remember, this is our
biggest current account.  Things have been a little slow lately, and I've
got a balloon payment coming up on my cabin, so we need to get a check from
these people, and we need it right the hell now."

   "OK, OK, I get it...suck up to Juliette."

   The security guy directed them to the CEO's office.  Juliette Anderson
was the top assistant to the head of the company and, truth to tell, the
real power at Acme.  She was in charge of making sure everything went
smoothly at board meetings.  She met them at the door, clearly pleased to
see David, but perhaps not quite as happy as she would have been if he'd
been alone.

   "Hello, David, thanks for coming over just to satisfy me," she said,
smiling at David and shaking his hand.

   "No problem, Juliette.  Satisfying clients is why we're in business...
and this is my assistant, Heather," David said, pointing to Heather.

   "Nice to meet you, Ms.  Anderson," Heather said offering her hand for
Juliette to shake.

   "Heather is just as committed to your satisfaction as I am, Juliette,"
David said, smiling.

   Juliette looked Heather up and down as she shook hands with the cute
young blond and said, "Nice to meet you Heather.  Welcome to Acme."

   Juliette Anderson was about five and a half feet tall with wedge cut
blond hair and blue eyes.  She had a great figure well displayed by what at
first glance appeared to be a very expensive but completely businesslike
suit.  It was tailored to show off her curves, however, and she'd gotten
good value for the money.  David noticed Heather looking Juliette up and
down and smiling that smile she had - the one that a shark uses when it
spots a school of nice, juicy, mackerel.

   "Now that we've all be introduced, let's go into the board room, shall
we?"

   Juliette led the way past the CEO's office and down a short hallway to a
set of raised panel wooden doors.  Inside the richly appointed room there
was a large conference table, comfortable chairs, and all the amenities you
could ask for in a board room, including some really comfy looking sofas
along the walls on both sides of the table.

   "Well, this is cozy.  Heather, how about if I set up the laptop and
projector while you go over our handouts with Juliette?"

   "Sure thing, Boss.  Juliette, why don't we sit over here," Heather said,
pointing to one of the sofas, "and I'll show you what I've got."

   Juliette had a lot of sexual experience, but the one thing she hadn't
done was have sex with another woman.  She'd been with lots of men -
sometimes more than one at a time - and she'd spotted David as someone she
wanted to have in her bed the first moment she'd met him.  This afternoon,
when she'd called his office her purpose had been to get him alone in this
boardroom and fuck his brains out.  She had a hunch that he was really well
hung and she hoped that also meant that he knew what to do with the
equipment - the two things don't always go together.

   Now she was following Heather to one of the sofas, noting the pleasing
curve of the young girl's ass under her short, tight skirt.  For the first
time in her life she felt sexual hunger for another woman.  Where had this
come from?  She'd never looked at another woman except as a friend or as
competition.  Why was she getting turned on looking at Heather's ass?

   Heather sat down, her skirt riding well up over her thighs, and patted
the cushion next to her.  As Juliette walked to the sofa, Heather bent down
to retrieve a folder from a stack she'd placed on the floor.  This had the
effect of giving Juliette a great view of her (brand new) C-cup tits
nestled in their demi bra (also brand new).  Juliette felt a stab of
pleasure in her loins and knew her pussy was juicing copiously.  What she
didn't know was that she'd been programmed to respond to Heather's
pheromones.

   Juliette sat down next to heather.  Heather leaned into her, opening the
folder containing the handouts for the board of directors meeting the next
day.  Juliette didn't even notice the images on the paper.  All she could
think about was Heather's breast which was now pressed against her arm. 
She could feel the nipple poking into her flesh.  Her own nipples were
hardened points of desire and Juliette felt the overwhelming urge to free
them from their silken prison.

   Heather looked up to find Juliette staring at her.  Juliette's lips were
parted, slightly, and the tip of her tongue was visible.  Heather let the
folder drop to the floor.  Very gently, she put her hand on the back of
Juliette's neck and pulled her into a kiss.  Juliette didn't resist - she
met Heather's mouth with her own and within just a few seconds a tentative
kiss had become a full blown lip lock between two lovers.

   Juliette's entire universe suddenly consisted only of Heather. 
Heather's lips; Heather's tongue; Heather's scent; the warmth of Heather's
body next to hers on the sofa - this was now Juliette's world.  David might
as well have been a piece of furniture; the promise of his manhood, for the
moment, forgotten.

   Quietly, David had set up a camera on a small tripod and set it on the
big table.  He set the Cybershot (TM) in movie mode and pressed the
trigger. After checking the viewfinder to be sure that the sofa was framed,
he sat back and watched as Heather introduced Juliette to pleasures only
possible for two women to share.

   Juliette had never been more aroused in her entire life, including the
time she'd let herself be gang banged by 6 well hung black men - she'd
taken them all on bareback and drained every one of them to a husk by the
time she was through.  This surpassed that for erotic intensity, and she
still had her clothing on.  The kiss went on for what seemed like ages -
continuously changing in tone and tempo.  David had taught Heather how to
kiss, how to appreciate the erotic possibilities of anticipation and
delayed gratification that kissing represents.  Heather knew David was
watching, which enhanced her pleasure.  She knew she was on camera,
something else she liked, and that further aroused her.

   Juliette's hands, which had been exploring Heather's back, switched
targets and began cupping the young woman's tits, feeling the nipples
through the thin fabric of Heather's blouse.  She moaned as her hands
filled themselves with the warm, pliant, flesh.  David had enhanced
Heather's breasts, making them larger and more sensitive - she could now
achieve orgasm while being titty fucked, and she really enjoyed it if, at
the moment of climax, David squirted a load of his special sauce on her
tits, neck, and face.

   Heather unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off of her shoulders.  The
demi-bra she wore provided a shelf for her breasts but left them otherwise
exposed.  Juliette broke the kiss and took a moment to stare at the twin
mounds of flesh that filled her hands and then she dove into Heather's
cleavage face first and started kissing and licking every inch of flesh her
mouth could reach.  Heather reached behind her back and undid the clasp of
her bra, which fell off giving Juliette even greater access to her breasts.

   Heather put her hands under her tits and held them up as an offering for
Juliette, who greedily accepted.  She could not get enough of them. 
Heather looked over at David who was sitting, calmly, at the table,
watching.

   Juliette kissed her way up Heather's chest, up her neck, and at last
captured her lips once more in a passionate kiss.  Princess Buttercup never
received a kiss as passionate as the one Juliette bestowed upon Heather. 
But, David's young blond assistant wasn't going to be satisfied by a
passionate kiss, and she stood up and started stripping off her clothes. 
Juliette followed suit, and the two women were naked in a matter of
moments, their expensive garments strewn on the floor like so much rubbish.

   Skin to skin at last, erotic combat was joined in earnest, but this time
Heather was the aggressor.  She soon had Juliette pinned to the sofa
cushions and was devouring her from head to toe, literally, as she kissed
and licked her way around Juliette's anatomy.  While her mouth was busy,
her hands were not idle as they tweaked, stroked and caressed Juliette's
responsive flesh.  Heather knew what David wanted - she'd been trained to
want it too - and she stretched this portion of the proceedings well past
any author's ability to describe them.  This was foreplay, Girlfriends
Films style: long and passionate with lots of deep soul kisses and teasing
licks.

   Juliette was lost in a fog of lust.  For her, the whole room smelled of
pussy juice and it was the finest fragrance she'd ever inhaled.  She didn't
understand how it was possible for Heather's hungry mouth to be everywhere
at once - everywhere but on her pussy that is.  Juliette was desperate to
cum.  She felt like she might be on the edge of the biggest orgasm of her
sexually active life, but it remained tantalizingly just out of reach.

   David watched all this with a smile.  Heather had been a good pupil. 
She'd had to learn the hard way that gratification delayed is much sweeter
than the instant sort.  He had carefully removed his clothing, folding it
and setting it aside neatly.  Now, he sat and watched the lesbian action on
the sofa, his right hand lazily stroking his massive erection.  His time
would come, but not before Heather had taken Juliette to several frenzied
peaks.  By the end of this episode, Juliette would be completely in
Heather's thrall, which is exactly the way David wanted it for now.

   Meanwhile, back on the sofa, Heather had decided it was time to put
Juliette out of her misery for the time being, and she fastened her mouth
to the older woman's pouting pussy lips like a lamprey to a lake trout. 
Her tongue went to work like a powerful vibrator at its highest setting,
thrumming against the hardened knot of flesh at the top of Juliette's slit
- the blond secretary's clit having been artificially enhanced moments
earlier by a set of commands typed into David's laptop.

   Juliette grabbed Heather's head in both hands and screamed.  Pleasure
bursts like bolts of lightning assaulted her nervous system as wave after
wave of orgasmic bliss surged through her body.  The center of Juliette's
universe was, for the moment, her clitoris.  The pleasure was almost too
much for her to stand.  She tried to push Heather away, but the young
assistant had a firm grip on Juliette's thighs and she wasn't going to be
moved.  Juliette's thighs clamped around Heather's head.  She twisted and
squirmed trying to get away from the blinding pleasure that was
overwhelming her.  Heather finally had to give up her position - it was
that or have her neck broken.  She kissed her way up Juliette's heaving
belly and breasts capturing the older woman's mouth in a lover's kiss.

   Juliette tasted her own pussy juice on Heather's lips.  It was not a new
experience - she'd licked her juices from many a cock over the years - but
it was unique in a way because it was the first time she'd ever tasted
herself on the lips of another woman.

   Heather gently caressed Juliette and tenderly kissed her lips, cheeks,
forehead, neck, and upper chest as the older woman's heart rate and
breathing slowly returned to normal.

   "Oh my god," Juliette gasped as she returned to this world from the
orgasm dimension.  "I've never felt anything like that in my life."

   "You've never done it with a girl before?"

   "No, this was my very first experience.  Does this mean I'm a lesbian?"

   "Look over there," Heather said, indicating the chair where David was
sitting, stroking his massive erection.  "See anything you like?"

   "Mmmmm...yessss!"

   "You're not a lesbian, and neither am I.  I love that cock.  I love it
in my mouth.  I love it in my cunt.  I love it in my ass.  I love it
between my tits.  I love to stroke it and make it shoot its jizz.  I love
cock.  But I also love pussy.  You're just like me - best of both worlds,
honey."

   "Let me lick your pussy, Heather.  I want to taste you," Juliette said
in a throaty whisper.

   "Go for it, Juliette," Heather said, moving onto her back on the sofa.

   Juliette got on her knees and began kissing her way up Heather's thighs.
Her ass was up in the air and her pussy was on display for anyone standing
behind her, as David very quickly was.  He'd moved over to the sofa as soon
as he heard Juliette ask to eat Heather's pussy.  It was time for the big
finish.

   "What do I do, Heather?  I've never eaten a woman's pussy before,"
Juliette said, staring at the beautiful flower unfolding before her as
Heather spread her legs.

   "Think about the best head any man's ever given you.  What did he do
that you liked?  Do that to me and I guarantee it will work.  I'm really
horny right now and I'm probably going to cum almost as soon as you start
licking.  How about starting at the bottom of my pussy hole and working up
to my clit?  Then just use your imagination.  You'll do just fine," Heather
said.

   Juliette inhaled the sweet musky fragrance of Heather's juices now
drooling from the bottom of her bald pussy; making a snail trail down her
crack and over the crinkled rosebud of her asshole.  Slowly, almost
tentatively, she lowered her head and placed a kiss on the top of Heather's
pubic mound.  Then she kissed the inside of Heather's right thigh just at
the junction where leg and crotch are joined.  She repeated this on the
left side.  Then she kissed her way down to the bottom of Heather's creamy
portal before putting her lips on Heather's nether lips for the first time.

   "Ahhhhhhh....yessss....that's it Juliette....now lick it.  Get your
tongue in there and taste me...you know you've been wanting this all your
life...eat me, Juliette...do it..."

   Juliette's tongue moved out from between her lips and began to dig into
the folds of Heather's pulsating pussy.  She felt the heat of Heather's
juices on her tongue and then she tasted poontang for the first time.  She
was hooked.  She began to devour Heather's slit.  She was a starving woman
who'd suddenly found a feast in front of her and she couldn't eat fast
enough.

   David, who had moved up onto the sofa and was now kneeling behind a
completely unaware Juliette, spit on his hand and transferred the natural
lube to his cockhead.  He aimed it carefully at Juliette's winking pussy
hole and slowly shoved it inside.

   "Oh yeah!" Juliette screamed as she felt her jade gate stormed by
David's steaming stalk.  "Fuck me!"

   David began sawing his cock in and out of Juliette's trembling pussy
while Juliette redoubled her own assault on Heather's twat.  Soon the two
women were screaming their way through a series of powerful orgasms.

   Juliette was in love with the taste, smell, and texture of Heather's
slit.  David's cock was a bonus, but she wouldn't have needed it.  She
could have cum just from eating Heather.  She never wanted this to end. 
But her nervous system was not prepared to deal with the onslaught of
sensations she'd experienced over the last 30 minutes and when she felt
David launch a prodigious load into her guts just as Heather's pussy
spasmed through yet another orgasm, she winked out like a snuffed candle.

   David pulled his cock from Juliette's pussy and offered the messy
missile to Heather for cleaning.  She did so eagerly, enjoying the
combination of Juliette's pussy cream and David's spunk on the still semi
erect gob of gristle sticking out from David's crotch.  When he was clean,
David pointed to Juliette's quim which was oozing a thick river of pussy
cream and semen.

   Heather didn't need to be told what to do.  She rolled Juliette over and
pushed her thighs apart.  Then she dove in face first and began rooting
through Juliette's folds for every bit of orgasmic essence she could find.
Juliette regained consciousness in the midst of this activity and
immediately came again.

   "Oh god...Heather...stop...can't take it any more...please...it's too
much..." Juliette moaned.  But she didn't try to push Heather away. 
Indeed, she didn't have the strength.  She was drained.  This was a new
experience.  She prided herself on being in great shape.  She'd fucked many
men into the ground including some young ones who thought they'd outlast
her.  But now, she was the one who was completely spent lying gasping on
the sofa like a beached bluegill.

   Satisfied that she'd gotten everything she could from Juliette's pussy,
Heather moved up and kissed Juliette on the mouth again and warmly embraced
her new lover.  Juliette returned the embrace and she relaxed enjoying the
warmth and softness of another woman's body pressed against hers.  She was
soon asleep, sated, pleasured, and totally relaxed.

   David tapped Heather on the shoulder.

   "Time to go," he mouthed silently.

   Carefully so as not to wake Juliette, Heather disengaged herself and got
off the sofa.  She retrieved her clothing and got dressed quietly.  David
was already dressed and had packed their business things.  Heather thought
she must have gone to sleep for a little bit herself.

   Neither David nor Heather said a word until they were in the car.

   "Want to go over to your place and watch the video?"

   "Absolutely," Heather replied enthusiastically.  "Will we fuck while we
watch?"

   "We'd be fools not to."

   "Ooooo...Daddy...I love the way you think!"

   On the ride to her apartment though, all Heather could think about was
Juliette.  She'd loved making love to the older woman and resolved to get
together again with her real soon.  It had been a while since she'd had any
pussy, and she missed it.  On the other hand, she also loved David's cock.
It was a dilemma.  A nice one though.  She sighed with pleasure and
snuggled into the large leather passenger seat of the caddy.  Soon she'd be
watching herself have sex with Juliette while David's big dick worked the
wrinkles out of her pussy.  Maybe he'd even fuck her ass?  Life was good. 

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