Summerisle By Gypsie Sweetnickers
Chapter 3 MF, Dream

Sam leaned back in his chair. There was a brief open in front of him that he should have 
been paying attention to. Sam's heart just wasn't in it; it concerned just another run of the 
mill merger of two mediocre companies.

 Despite the air conditioning, the sun was still beating down, causing Sam to feel 
exceptionally lazy; there were better things to do this afternoon. Sam picked up the phone 
on his desk. He dialed the extension of the office's reception desk.

When the phone was answered, Sam said, "Courtney, could you come into my office for 
a moment?"

"Absolutely, Mr. Sweetman," came the reply

Sam replaced the receiver and waited. Within a moment or two there was a knock on his 
door. "Come!" Sam called out. 

The door opened and the delightful vision that was Courtney Wilson entered. She was the 
most delectable redhead Sam had ever set eyes on. Not much taller than Tara, his oldest 
daughter, Courtney was beautifully pale and crowned with hair the color of rose gold 
styled in a bob that ended just below her ears.  A big pair of jade green eyes twinkled 
above a pert little nose that was dusted with freckles. Below the nose was a mouth just 
made for all kinds of naughtiness.

Sam's eyes' trailed down Courtney's body. She was wearing a light grey pant suit with a 
green silk shirt that intensified the green of her eyes.

Courtney noticed Sam's slow survey because she colored faintly. She asked, "Did you 
need something, Mr. Sweetman?"

"Yes, close the door!"

Courtney did as she was told.

"Now, draw the blinds a little more!" 

Sam's attention followed her as Courtney walked past him. The jacket she was wearing 
wasn't doing the best job of disguising just how well Courtney's pants hugged her ass. It 
moved deliciously as she walked towards the window. Sam's cock gave a twitch.

Once the blinds had been drawn, there was no chance anyone could see what would be 
happening in the room. Courtney turned back to face Sam. 

 "Anything else Mr. Sweetman?" she asked. Her voice had become a little lower and 
there were the beginnings of a smile on her face.
"Take off your jacket, Courtney," Sam replied. Courtney quickly complied and dropped 
the jacket on the couch beneath the window. "Come closer." Sam gestured slightly 
towards himself. 

Courtney did as she was told. The blouse was rather flimsy and the waist band of her 
pants had pulled it taut across her breasts. 

"Are you wearing a bra, Court?" Sam asked with a husk in his voice.

"Not today, Mr. Sweetman," Courtney replied with a smile. "It's too warm for bras"

"Take off your blouse and your pants

Courtney's smile widened. "I don't know if I should Mr. Sweetman. All I have on under 
my pants is pantyhose."

Sam felt his cock strain against the fly of his pants. He nodded that he was sure. 

"Ok," Courtney continued. She quickly unzipped her ankle boots and placed them to the 
side. Then, turning her back to Sam, she unfastened her pants and dropped them to the 
floor. She stepped out of them and bent down to pick them up. 

Courtney hadn't lied; the only thing preventing her from being completely naked was the 
sheer black fabric of the pantyhose. The garment certainly didn't hide her fabulous 
buttocks, it accentuated them. As she picked up the pants, Sam could see the outline of 
Courtney's pussy between her thighs.

 Courtney straightened up and turned to face Sam. The bottom of her blouse almost hid 
her pussy, but just enough peeked out to cause Sam's breath to catch. She slowly, 
deliberately began to unbutton her shirt from the bottom to the top.

Sam watched with mounting excitement as Courtney slowly revealed her body. He 
sighed as the heavy curves of her tits emerged. Her nipples were small and pink and, like 
her nose, her tits had a fine dusting of freckles.

Placing her hands inside her pantyhose, Courtney wriggled out of them and stood naked 
in front of Sam. Slowly, she walked to him and perched gingerly on his knee.

Sam reached out his hand and cupped Courtney's breast. He pinched the little pink nipple 
and the admin let out a little moan. Letting his hand travel down her body, he reveled in 
the smooth, silky feel of her skin when he reached her belly he gently caused her thighs 
to part slightly.

As he rested his fingertips in the moist red hairs between Courtney's legs, she turned and 
kissed him. Sam took her hand and guided it to the zipper of his pants. 

Courtney opened Sam's fly and wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock. As she 
began to stroke it, Sam kissed her tits and murmured, "Good girl."


*****

Courtney was gone, the office was gone. Caroline was there however: completely naked 
and covered with perspiration. She had a far away look on her face. Not that Sam 
minded. He pulled Caroline close, he helped her get on top and engulf his rock hard prick 
with her dripping pussy. Laying back he let her ride with increasing vigor.

Caroline alternated between looking in his direction but not at him and throwing her head 
back wildly. Her breasts bouncing and thighs crushing him, Caroline fucked with intense 
passion. Her breathing came in gasps and snorts and she made little noises, "Uh uuuh 
uh," which were increasing in intensity and volume. For a brief moment Sam worried that 
one of the children might hear. But that worry was soon chased out of his mind by her 
erotic fury and sexual abandon.

