My senior year of high school was interesting. I was nominated for class president, although I declined the offer. They said that I would be sure to win, but, I told them that the television news broadcasts took up all of my time. It wouldn't have been right for me to accept the job of class president and not be able to devote the required time to all the duties.
In November, Harold left the station and returned to the network job that he had been fired from because of excessive drinking. The network boss had said that if he could stay sober and build up the ratings of such a small station, he could have his old job back. Harold had kissed my cheek and told me, "If I were twenty years younger, I would have made a pass at you." He smiled at me, "You are the person at this station that I'll miss the most." I hugged him and told him that I would miss him, too.
The station replaced Harold with a younger man. Darrel was about thirty years old and enthusiastic about doing the news. Unfortunately, our ratings slipped slightly. Maybe, the public didn't like the change. Our ratings still remained about even with the big station in town.
Vicky was getting big. Her baby was due in February. I would be an aunt! I had bought them a few pieces of furniture for their apartment. Now, I bought things for their baby. Janice and Mother were excited about the idea of becoming grandparents.
I attended a Christmas party at Ted and Alice's home. John and Carol, as well as much of the city's high society members were there. Champagne was in everyone's glass and the waiters refilled the glasses before they were empty. I was wearing a blue sequined cocktail dress that was low cut at the top and was short at the bottom. Nearly half of my thighs were on display. Part of the festivities consisted of a charity auction. Some one had volunteered me as one of the prizes. "The highest bidder gets to kiss the weather girl with the bubbling personality!" The auctioneer had said.
The winning bid was for two hundred twenty five dollars. Jeremy Steele was a wealthy industrialist in his early forties. He was several inches taller than me, even with my high heels on, had dark hair with just a sprinkling of grey at the temples, wore custom tailored suits and was very distinguished looking. He came up onto the stage, took me into his arms, pressed my body against his and kissed me very passionately. He had evidently been drinking because his tongue was probing my mouth as the kiss continued for nearly two minutes.
The audience went wild with cat calls and encouragement from some of the men for him to kiss me for them, too. Mr. Steele finally ended the kiss, but, he still held me close to his body as he whispered, "I don't think you realize how many men in this town fantasize about you." He let me go and we returned to our seats. My knees were shaking as I sat down.
The next day, a dozen roses were delivered to the television station. The note said, "Forgive me if I was out of line. I was intoxicated with your beauty and the champagne. Please allow me to make amends by inviting you to lunch this Saturday. Yours truly, Jeremy Steele." He had included his telephone number. I called to decline the offer, but, on an impulse, said that I would meet him.
Saturday, at noon, I met Mr. Steele at one of the most fashionable restaurants in the city. For some unknown reason, I had taken extra care in preparing for this luncheon. I had put on a black satin panty girdle, a matching brassiere, long black nylon stockings, black high heel shoes and a blue satin dress. I wore a coat over my dress. My hair was in the bouffant style and my pink lipstick matched my finger nail polish. He was visibly impressed when I was shown to his table.
Mr. Steele held the chair for me as I sat down. He had ordered a bottle of the best champagne before I had arrived. The wine steward poured two glasses of the bubbly liquid as Jeremy Steele just sat and smiled at me. He picked his glass up and said, "To our future friendship!" I couldn't refuse to toast to friendship so I drank my glass of champagne.
Jeremy Steele and I talked for over an hour. He was an interesting man who, when he decided that he wanted something, went out and got it. That was why he was so successful in business. We had lunch and a great conversation. The only distraction was when three people came over and wanted my autograph. After they returned to their table, Mr. Steele said, "The next time we meet, it'll be in private so that we won't have these interruptions."
We had finished eating and Jeremy, that's what he insisted that I call him, asked me to take a look at the new high rise office building that his construction company was finishing next door. It was about four and a half hours until the news cast, so, I accepted the offer.
We walked out of the restaurant and down the side walk about half a block. The building was over twenty stories tall. He took my hand in his as we entered the deserted lobby. "The view from the top floor is breath taking." He said as he led me to the elevators. He had made several toasts in the restaurant and I had drank too much champagne or else I may not have gotten on the elevator with Jeremy.
The elevator door had closed and we had started up to the top floor. Jeremy turned toward me and said, "In the restaurant, I had to share you with all the other people there. Now, I have you all to myself." His arms went around my small waist and he kissed me just as he had kissed me at the auction. His tongue probed my mouth while my D cup breasts were flattened against his chest. The kiss lasted until the elevator stopped and the door opened.
I was breathing heavily as Jeremy led me by the hand. He showed me an entire wall of windows, through which you could see almost half the city. As I stood there, starring out the windows, trying to get my breathing to return to normal, Jeremy put his arms around me from behind. The front of his body was against my back as he pulled me to him. His lips kissed the side of my neck as his hands came up to cup my breasts. I stood there, looking out the window, in plain sight of anyone on the ground looking up, as Jeremy Steele massaged my breasts through my blue satin dress and black satin brassiere.
One of his hands left my breast and moved lower on my body. It reached the front of my panty girdle and massaged my crotch through the satin coverings. My penis was hard, but, it was tucked between my legs and there wasn't any indication that I was not a real girl when some one rubbed the front of my panty girdle. The satin dress sliding over the satin panty girdle was a very sensuous feeling.
As Jeremy's hand pressed against my pubic mound, he was pulling my bottom against the front of his trousers. As I turned my head to say that we needed to stop, his lips covered mine. A few minutes later, my hand was reaching behind me to see if his penis was hard. He was!
I knew that we couldn't have sex the way he wanted. After all, I wasn't built like most girls. I pulled free of his hands and turned around to face him. I looked up into his grey eyes, kissed his lips and asked, "I can't make love with you even though I like you. How about a consolation prize?" I did not wait for an answer. I lowered myself to my knees and unzipped the front of his trousers. I looked up to see the amazed look on his face as I pulled his eight inch cock out and gently stroked it with my hand.
He looked at me as I leaned forward and kissed the round head of his dick. "Thousands of men in this city would give almost anything to have you do this for them!" He said nothing else as I showed him how good I was at giving a blow job. We were still in front of the window as I sucked his cock. He could see people down on the side walk and he knew that if they looked up, they would see us. He must have pumped several ounces of semen into my throat when he came.
Jeremy's orgasm had taken so much energy out of him, he almost fell over as he came. He could barely help me to my feet afterward. I brushed the dust off the knees of my nylons before we went to the elevator. On the elevator, he asked, "I know that you must go to the station for the news broadcasts this evening, but, how about coming to my house when you get off work?"
I responded, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to." He wanted to screw me. And, with my penis being where a vagina would normally be, that wasn't possible. We said our good byes in the parking lot of the restaurant. He kissed me again and I drove off to go to work.
That night, when I walked out of the studio, Jeremy Steele was waiting for me in the parking lot. He held a dozen roses in his hand and the door of his limousine was open. I told him that I couldn't go. He said, "I talked to John and Carol this evening. We had a long discussion about you. Get in and I'll tell you about it."
I realized that I had no choice. I got into the back of the limo. Jeremy got in and closed the door. The privacy window was up. The limo pulled out of the parking lot and started across town. "They told me all about you. Frankly, I was shocked. Then, I realized that I had been drawn to you the first time that I saw you doing the weather. Each night, I watched you. I realized that what I was seeing was actually your personality and that you weren't just acting. I decided that I wanted you in my life. That's why I arranged to have you set up to kiss whomever was the highest bidder at the charity auction. I was prepared to bid any price for that kiss."
Jeremy was sitting next to me and holding my hand as he continued, "When you refused to have sex with me, I contacted John and Carol. He's a business associate of mine and I had dated her before they were married. I knew that you had gone to several parties with them and thought that they could give me some advice. I practically had to blackmail them into divulging your secret. Personally, I don't believe what they told me. They said that you had been born a boy. Is that true?"
I looked into Jeremy's eyes as I told him that what he had been told was the truth. "Actually, I've spent nearly half my life living as a girl. I wouldn't know how to act like a man." I looked into his eyes and added, "Please don't hate me."
Jeremy held my hand as the limo pulled into the driveway of his townhouse. When the car stopped at the front door, the driver got out and opened our door. Jeremy got out and held his hand out to assist me. I got out and he turned to his chauffeur and said, "That will be all for this evening, James." Jeremy opened the front door and ushered me inside his home as the limo drove off.
The foyer was impressive. The ceiling was twenty feet tall with a wide staircase leading up to the second floor. Jeremy led me through a doorway and into his den. There were hunting trophies hanging on the walls, a roaring fire was blazing in the large fire place, a bear skin rug was on the carpet in front of the fire, the lights were dimmed and he walked over to the stereo and turned on some soft music.
Jeremy took my coat and lay it across the back of a chair. He pointed to a sofa in front of the fireplace and said, "Have a seat and I'll open a bottle of champagne. I gave the servants the night off." The room was so large that it had a feeling of sitting in a large cave with a campfire blazing only a few feet from me.
He gave me a glass of champagne and I took a sip. Jeremy sat beside me and confided, "If I had known about you from the start, I would not have become so infatuated with you. I'm afraid that it's too late for me to back down now. I think that you are the most feminine person that I know. You're beautiful. You're intelligent. You're always so happy with life. Everyone can tell that about you just by watching you on television. I was shocked when John and Carol finally told me why you would not let me make love to you. They also said that sex with you was the most exciting sex that they had ever experienced."
Jeremy put his arm around me as he shifted closer on the sofa, "I am in love with you! I can't help it! I can't stop it! I don't know how we can make love, but, I'll try to learn!" His lips descended onto mine. My lips parted when his tongue pushed between them. We kissed for a few minutes before he pulled back slightly and we sat our glasses on the table.
This time when Jeremy put his arms around me and we kissed, I put my arms around his neck. A few moments later, Jeremy's hands were on my breasts. One of his hands moved to the back of my dress and he pulled the zipper all the way down. He pulled the dress forward and down off my shoulders. He stopped kissing me so that he could look at my black satin covered D cup breasts. His fingers reached behind me once again and he unhooked my brassiere. The cups loosened their grip on my breasts as he pulled the satin brassiere off.
"They are real!" He exclaimed as he starred at my large breasts. "I was worried that they would be foam pads." My nipples were already standing at attention as he fondled my bare tits with his hands. My nipples were over an inch long and an inch in diameter as his mouth sucked on one, then, the other. He was so gentle with them. I ran my pink finger nails through his hair as he sucked my nipples.
After making my nipples as big and as wet as they could be, Jeremy began to pull my dress all the way down. I raised up on the sofa as the dress puddled around my feet. I was sitting on Jeremy's sofa in his dimly lighted den with a roaring fire in the fire place, his lips were still sucking on my excited nipples and I was ready for anything he desired.
My blonde hair was in a flip style, most of my pink lipstick was still on my full lips, my D cup breasts were rapidly rising and falling, my nipples were glistening with a coating of his saliva in the flickering fire light, my narrow waist widened out to my round hips, which were encased in a black satin panty girdle, and my long shapely legs were in gleaming black nylon stockings.
Jeremy stood up and began to remove his own clothing. For a man already in his forties, he was in good shape. When the only article of clothing left was his jockey shorts, I put out my hands and pushed his hands away. I ran my hands across the front of his shorts. His cock was big and hard! I smiled my sexiest smile up at him as he looked down at me. He said, "You're so beautiful. No wonder no one has ever guessed that you're not a real woman."
I looked up into his eyes and responded, "I'm a woman in most of the ways that matter most." I hooked my fingers in the sides of his jockey shorts and pulled them down. His big penis bobbed up and down as it sprang free of it's confinement. I curled the fingers of both hands around the hard shaft as I told him, "I love your big beautiful cock." I proved what I had said by taking the head of his penis between my pink lips and sucking his cock.
Jeremy put his hands on the back of my head, although, he was considerate enough not to mess up my hair. I swirled my tongue around and around the head of his cock. Jeremy croaked, "You give the best blow jobs that I've ever experienced!" The compliment only made me increase my efforts. Within two minutes, he was cuming for the second time today. I forced my head forward on his cock as it started to throb until all of it was buried in my throat. He shot his juice deep in my throat as my nose was touching his belly.
When I felt no more spasms from Jeremy's enlarged penis, I pulled my head back so that I could breathe. I gulped my lungs full of air and began to lick any stray drops of semen from his cock. The head of his cock was so sensitive, he had to push my head away. After his massive orgasm, Jeremy was in such a weakened state, he collapsed onto the bear skin rug on the floor between the sofa and the fire place. He lay on his back, breathing heavily as his still swollen penis lay wetly across his stomach.
I got down off the sofa and lay next to Jeremy. He put his arm around me as we lay side by side on the bear skin rug. I licked my lips to make sure that I had gotten all the cum off them before I kissed Jeremy. He turned toward me and we hugged as we kissed. His hairy leg went between my smooth shaven, nylon covered legs. I could feel his wet, semi hard penis on my thigh above my stocking top and below my black satin panty girdle. I had both arms around his neck as his hands caressed my round bottom through my satin panties. My big breasts were flattened against his hairy chest. I knew that he could taste his own semen as his tongue probed my mouth. My cock was so hard, I thought that I would die if I didn't cum in a few minutes.
Our kiss continued as we held each other. Jeremy's thigh was pressed between my legs, against the satin crotch of my panties and was rubbing against my imprisoned tucked under penis. I was working my hips forward and back on his thigh to increase the pleasure that I was getting from our contact. His hands on my satin covered rump were helping me force my crotch against his thigh. I could feel my orgasm building as my hips worked back and forth. A minute later, I had my first climax with Jeremy. I made whimpering noises as I came.
Jeremy held me in his arms after her had made me cum in my panties. I snuggled up to him and pressed my face against his hairy chest. It reminded me of when I was little and father would be home, mother would make me sleep alone. I would sleep with my teddy bear. I called Jeremy, "My Teddy Bear." From that time, when we were alone, I would call him by that name.
Jeremy never removed my panties that night. We fell asleep on the bear skin rug, in front of the flickering fire. The butler awoke us the next morning as he set a tray with coffee and rolls on the coffee table. I was nude to the waist. I still wore my black satin panty girdle and black nylons. Jeremy was completely naked. The butler was English and seemed not to notice that we were mostly naked. I reached down and flipped part of the bear skin rug over me. The butler still seemed to be oblivious to the situation as he poured two cups of coffee. "Do you take sugar or cream?" Was all he said.
I answered, "Both, please." The butler stirred in the requested ingredients and passed the cup and saucer to me. When I reached for the cup of coffee, the corner of the bear skin rug fell down, exposing both of my over sized breasts. His eyes glanced at my breasts, then looked discretely away. I pulled the rug back over my shoulders. The fur rubbing across my nipples had made them hard and I could feel my penis stiffening in my panties. The butler, pretending to not have seen my breasts, asked if there would be anything else. Jeremy said no and the butler left the room.
"I should have warned you about Clive. I picked him up on a business trip to England a few years ago. He's part of the royal family. A poor relation, to be exact. He inherited some property and he's working for me to pay the taxes on it and the excess money that he earns goes into a fund to restore the old castle. I actually pay him more that I do most of my executives. Good butlers are harder to find than executives."
We finished our coffee and began to get dressed. It was Sunday morning and I was supposed to have lunch with Jeff's parents. I put on the black satin brassiere and the blue satin dress. Jeremy zipped up the back for me. He tried to talk me into staying the entire day with him, but I explained where I was going and he understood.
I repaired the damage to my hair in the foyer mirror. Jeremy stood beside me and watched every move that I made. He asked, "When can I see you again?" I asked him when he wanted to see me again. "Tonight won't be soon enough." I reminded him that I was still a high school girl and that I had to get some sleep sometime. He asked, "I don't understand why I'm so attracted to you. Carol said that your dick is almost as big as mine. I should not be attracted to you, but, I think that you are the sexiest person on Earth! Please let me see you again!"
I needed his companionship, too. "Would tonight after the eleven o'clock news be alright?" Jeremy put his arms around my waist and kissed my lips for an answer.
The Smiths were about the same as usual. We talked about Jeff and the latest developments in the war in Viet Nam. I told them what I had heard on the network feeds concerning the fighting. I was home before one o'clock. I lay down and took a short nap before I left for work. Besides, if Jeremy and I were as active tonight as we were last night, I would need some beauty sleep.
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