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2010-07-23
Linda Smithson was something to see. I have always been a sucker for Amazon women. I once hooked up with a girl who was 6'1" and at 5'10" I didn't mind looking up at her. She was worth the climb for sure. Anyway, I had started my new job in an office and I was one of only three men, one being the boss, in an office of about 30 women. Linda Smithson was one of them.
Linda scared me sort of. She was a real flirt. She talked big and would strut her size 14, almost 6 foot tall body around the office to make sure I was watching and I was damn sure watching. She was truly the proverbial brick shit house. She had 46 DD tits, a nice phat ass, long legs, mousy brown shoulder length hair and freckles. I would characterize her as the most pure example of feminine and wanton, flirtatious sexuality on the hoof I have ever been that close to. And she was older than me by about 5 or 6 years. She was hot and loved for men to look at her.
But she was a tease, at least to me. She would do everything except actually engage in any sexual behavior with me.
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She would talk trash, show cleavage and lots of thigh, wore spike heels and was always a lady too. She smelled great and rubbed lotion on her hands and arms all the time. She had sexy eyes and would look through ya like she was a laser and you were a piece of paper. She exuded sexuality, but it was an act. But in terms of the impression of wanton overt and abundant sexuality, Linda was your girl, or should I say woman, for in her late thirties, that was all woman.
Back to her scaring me. She scared me because she was overt and forward, but one never knew what was bluff and what was meant. One day I decided to find out. She was doing her usual taunting and showing off her assets, covertly and with exceptional grace and femininity of course. It was her way. Plausibly deniable and all that. She could always maintain "I was just rubbing lotion on my arms," or some innocent excuse for her wanton sexual nature. Her purpose was clear. To be the center of male attention and to flaunt her plentiful assets, all completely innocent, mind you. I hate that shit.
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It's so contrived - sexy as all get out, but contrived.
One afternoon she asked me to go for a drink with her. This was old hat. It was all a part of her game. I would buy a round, she'd buy one, I'd buy the rest, her acting more and more sexual and suggestive and then then I would take anything even remotely as she presented it she would beg off and assure me she would never cheat on her husband. I had seen his cock in the urinal at a bar's bathroom one time, so she didn't stay because he was laying miles of pipe - that's for sure. She stayed because he was a locally powerful and influential man. He was one Helluva nice guy too. I really liked him, but his slut wife was teasing me no end and something had to give.
We were sitting side-by-side at the bar in a nice, upscale suburban restaurant, when she launched into her sex chatter with its attendant teasing, suggesting, furtive and wanton looks, compliments about the bulge in my pants, so on and so forth. I had about three beers on an empty stomach and was getting a buzz. I asked her if she wanted to get high. She perked up at that, then fell into her little game. "I would love to, but I haven't smoked pot in a long time, blah, blah, blah. " More of her reeling me in then reeling me out.
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I decided this shit was ending and I mean now!
I talked her into jumping in my SUV with darkened passenger and back windows. We smoked a bowl and she got even more forward and trash talking. She wanted to know if I could do all the things my demeanor implied. She was basically accusing me of being like her - all talk and tease and no action. That did it for me.
We were in the back seat of my GMC on that 5:30 dusky January afternoon. And I outsmarted the bitch, and good! I talked a ton of trash to her and she talked it back to me. I showered her with compliments and she revealed all kinds of intimate things to me. She told me all kinds of nasty things without naming names, but she was clear that she loved to flirt and more, which didn't really fit with her "I do not actually cheat on my spouse" routine. I didn't know what was true and what was titillating bullshit. But I had been plotting to get next to this bitch by hook or crook, and it looked like crook was my ticket to Heaven.
I had purchased a small, micro tape recorder. I was writing a novel and used it to get down plot ideas, character development and story lines when ideas popped in my head and I was not at the computer writing. I decided to use the recorder to get Linda to put her foot in her mouth. And she did.
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I flipped on the "record" button and I recorded our conversations. She told me all kinds of filthy shit, men she wanted to fuck, still maintaining she wouldn't do it, but I knew she was a lying cunt. I knew rather well two of the men she knew and they both were adamant they'd fucked her, that she was a real slut, but that she was all appearance and little on the delivery end. They meant she looked so good, and she did, but the only person she cared about getting any glory was her.
She was a lousy fuck, but a great looking and very overtly sexual one. All of it was an act. She would tease and taunt until she went too far. She would follow through with the pussy, but it was still about her. I decided I would grunge fuck her for sure. Both fellas I knew told me it was a hard job finally getting her naked, so I had hope, but the more I knew her the more I just wanted my fun and didn't give a damn what she wanted. I would teach her there are really some people it's best not to fuck with and I was going to show her I was one of them.
I let the tape run to it's end. I had a full 45 minutes of her talking nasty shit - she showed me photos she carried of herself in a tiny bikini taken a few years before when she was about 20 lbs. lighter. She was something to see, no doubt.
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She told me how big her fun bags were, what kinda sex she liked, positions, and tons more. After we'd gotten good and high and were both about three sheets to the wind I was tempted to play my hand but I bided my time.
A few weeks later she and I bugged out of work at noon - for separate reasons, but the truth was she had a doctor's appointment and was not going back to work. I put in for taking the afternoon off on the schedule, so we planned to go tip a few and get high again, She liked getting high for the first time in years and I was going to play that into my little plan. She went to her appointment and called me. I met her at the same suburban watering hole as last time. We drank a bit - 7&7 for me, Long Island Iced Teas for her. After about an hour and a half I convinced her to get stoned again and we rode to my house this time figuring we didn't wanna get busted smoking weed in the restaurant parking lot.
We got to my place and started smoking a bowl. As usual she was flaunting and taunting me. She let her tight skirt drift up to show all the thigh she could while still clothed. Her blouse was now unbuttoned from the top three buttons from the collar. She wiggled and jiggled and the fleshy and abundant mounds of freckled cleavage shook in rippling unison. I made my move.
I asked her why she liked teasing men so? She said it was harmless innocent fun.
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I prodded her as to why me? She said I was hot and she liked my attention, but she was married, etc. She tried to assuage my feelings with "If I were single I would fuck you right now!" I made my play.
I smiled and said "That's an interesting thought Linda. " She grinned as if she was winning and enjoying her control over me. I reached in the side table drawer and pulled out the micro recorder. Her eyes narrowed and she looked panicked. She began berating me. "Is there a tape in their?" I popped the little door open and showed her, "Nope, I use it for writing, etc. " she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and started her "I'm in charge and you wanna fuck me but I am so hot every man wants me, so you're not special" routine. And she of course reiterated she was married.
I then pulled the tape from two weeks prior out of my pocket. "Yep Linda, the recorder is empty now, but it wasn't when we were in the parking lot getting high two weeks ago. " She looked shock as blood drained from her naturally pale and freckled face. Then I added, "and remember when I got up and went and changed out of my tie and slacks? Ya know, a minute ago?" She nodded. "Well, you were flaunting your ass around the room dancing to the tunes the stereo was playing.
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Guess what Linda? I left my door cracked open and I used my trusty little cell phone here to take about a dozen pictures of you parading around with your blouse open, your shoes off and a drink in your hand. " She looked panicked now. I was just beginning to have fun.
She knew I had the goods on her. Clearly the photos were of her, clothes none to properly worn, dancing and shaking her ass and tits in what was clearly my condo. I made sure to catch background items that adorned my home, so she could never deny she was there,. smoking pot, drinking and flaunting her body to tease me. It would only be her word against mine, and now I had the tape and pictures. How would she slither out of this one? She had been to my place, she was smoking a bowl and drinking and dancing in her bare feet. How would she innocently explain that? She couldn't and I was thrilled I had gotten the bitch with her own medicine.
"You Son of a Bitch!" she squalled. I looked her in the eye and replied "You fucking teasing cunt!" She looked like she might begin balling. I then launched into an angry tirade. I was so pissed at this bitch I sorta lost my momentum for fucking her. I recounted all the teasing over the last 6 months or so and held her feet to the fire.
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I told her I knew she fucked so and so because men talk, and if you ever repeat what I just said to you to ANYONE I will make sure your husband and the boss and all your coworkers get a copy of this tape. . She looked faint. I then informed her I sent a copy to a pal in North Carolina and if anything happened to me, to release it through an attorney.
He assured me he had my back, and being long time old best buds, I knew I could count on him.
"She looked resigned. "Do we do it here or in your bedroom?" she surprised me. At that moment I was about to do a real bad thing. I almost gave in. But I knew if I did and she had any evidence we'd had sex she might scream rape and that I blackmailed her. I decided against fucking her. After all, as long as I could if I wanted, I was content - sort of. I told her to get naked, put her shoes back on and then parade around for me to enjoy.
I jerked off as she did as instructed, and she seemed to like the whole thing. She liked my jerking off as she flaunted her incredible naked body for me.
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I was enjoying her act and as she was all act anyway, this played into her natural desire to be admired. This went on for about two hours. She tried to get me to fuck her about three times, but I was too cautious. She was a scheming and conniving bitch and I knew there might be more if I just played it cool and kept my head.
We began to have these sessions a couple of times a month. Sometimes she would go grocery shopping and call me to run over and have me admire her. She bought all kinds of sex outfits and wore them for me. She would leave all this stuff at my house. Once she fisted herself for me and I licked her hand clean.
My plan was working better than I'd ever hoped. Within a few months of this beginning I fucked her for the first time. By now I had her where I wanted her. She was claiming she was in love with me and wanted to leave her husband if we worked out. What BS I thought. She proclaimed I could appreciate her needs, etc.
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I admit I was tempted. She was super hot and once she got into it, was a good fuck too. She would do anything - anal, golden showers, public nudity, you name it and she was open to it. As long as she was adored and fawned over, she was available to fulfill my every desire, but I knew better. And she loved parading naked for me or in the various outfits. She loved it when I would drool over her. It was what she was about - adoring male attention and longing.
We continued on this way even after I left that job. Eventually I met a new hottie - one who I did not need to feed her ego 24/7 and unlike Linda, one who was more than satisfied with my attention alone, and Linda and I just sort of petered out. I fell for the new hottie and lost interest in Linda's incessant game playing and needing to feed her huge ego.
I remained friends with some of my other female coworkers I was boning and was eventually informed that Linda was sick and was retiring early - in her late 40's. She was very sick. Not too long thereafter one of my coworker fucks called me and told me Linda died. She was about 51 or 52. What a shame.
She had a congenital heart condition undiagnosed until near her too early end.
There have been few, in my opinion, more fine examples of wanton, abundant sexuality and womanhood. than Linda. She was a real Amazon. Every move she made angered women jealous of her and made men willing to do almost anything for her attention, but she was a tease. I know for a fact that she cheated on her husband with me and the two fellers I knew and I suspected there was more, but she was always dodgy, although she did admit to quite a bit. The more she would reveal, the more enthralled I would act and that fed her ego to win her even more admiration.
In ever forgot that beneath the exterior of this Amazon that claimed to be totally in love with me, I knew there was a woman who needed attention from every cock owner in town. And while not a lesbian, if a woman paid enough attention to her and fawned over her she would go down on pussy. I know - she did it for me with me to the new girlfriend I left her for. As long as one shoved their head all the way up her ass I think she'd have fucked a horse so long as she received accolades for it. What a fucking bitch, tease, slut and what a woman.
To this day her house where her widowed hubby still lives is about three miles from my current suburban home. I often ride by it and remember one of the hottest women I ever knew. She wasn't the most gorgeous, although she was very pretty.
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But she was very intelligent and in terms of sexual alluring, she took the cake and she knew it. No matter how much she attracted me I knew better than to bite. I mean, I like alternative sexual stuff, swinging and the like, but how can one actually love and trust a woman who was so driven by attention and would say or do almost anything to be the admired center of male attention?
But she was the epitome of Amazon - tall, curvy, alluring, flirtatious and worst of all, she knew it and cultivated that persona. Hell in fact every time I sucked her tits, came in her mouth or her asshole or pussy I felt bad for her poor husband. He was a nice guy, but not smart enough to know that a snake is a snake and even if you love and feed it the fucker will bite ya if ya ain't careful.
I will never forget Linda Smithson so long as I live. The memory and the experience almost makes it worth all the time, effort and frustration - almost. Rest in Peace Linda. I'm one of the lucky few whose heart or soul you didn't smash on your way to the adoration you sought, but I sure did enjoy every minute of it and you. Hope we hook up in the afterlife. What an enticing and nasty Amazonian slut. God what a woman! A Snake Woman, that is.
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