1. Surprise Stalker


    Date: 1/3/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Source: sexstories.com

    I glance at my watch running a hand through my hair. What the fuck, I thought, what the hell is that woman doing up there? " Come on, come on," I hear a soft voice say. I glance behind me and see an attractive blonde dressed in a sleek black power suit. Her hair in a page boy, her eyes had a gleam in them. I quickly look back to the front so she wouldn't catch me staring. I check out and check off another one of my errands that I had to do instead of eating. My last run, which as soon as I could complete would leave me a fast and furious fifteen minutes to eat my food, then to the office. I caught a flash of honey blonde and it is the blonde again, right behind me. " I've never been stalked before," I said before my brain processed the entire thought and mapped out any consequences, like being slapped or publicly humiliated. Instead, Ellen gave me one of those dazzling smiles that you see on toothpaste commercials. " Well, I've never stalked anyone before," she said. She arches a perfect eye brow. " So I guess we're even, aren't we?" " I guess," I said. I couldn't stop staring at her. My eyes are doing their own thing by doing a quick up-down-up while she isn't looking. She isn't too tall and she isn't too short, she is a perfect five-seven, five-eight, and looks drop-dead gorgeous in her suit. The jacket dipped low and I can see the crisp immaculate white of her blouse, framed in the V of the collar is a perfect crease of cleavage. I guessed she is a 38B. My eyes went on ...
    and processed everything and by the time I hit those feet, looking perfect on shiny leather stiletto heels that are about three inches high, I had to stuff a hand in my pocket to try and discretely adjust my growing cock. It didn't help when I see what is in her hands. Condoms, two boxes of Trojans, the pleasure mesh and one of the her pleasure ones. And a bottle of KY lube. Along with an innocent packet of stockings. My head steamed. " See anything you like?" she asks with a hint of smile. " I ... um," I managed, tongue-tied. She juggled the two boxes of condoms, the bottle of lube, and the packet of stockings expertly in one perfectly manicured hand. Her hand is soft but her grasp is strong. Ellen's hand lingers in mine for a bit and when she drew her hand away, she brushes her fingers along my palm, scraping ever-so-lightly with her nails. " On your lunch hour?" she asks. " What's left of it," I told her. She gives me another one of those smiles. " Well, I live nearby," Ellen said. " I have a condo a couple blocks down. Would you like to come up for a bite to eat?" My brain processes the offer: beautiful blonde who I have fucked three times and is definitely into sex inviting me to her condo no less to have a bite to eat. She is a beautiful stalker, the promise of possible sex ... hmmm ..." Sure," I said. " Perfect," Ellen said. She looks over my shoulder. " Your turn," she said. I hastily paid for my stuff and she did the same. Outside, she links her arm around mine, laying ...
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