Rob Johnson
01-10-2011, 03:40 AM
I have posted before about Liz on here, about incidents before we met. Liz in her teens and early twenties was stunning, petite, stunningly attractive, slim, with 34E breasts that just drew men towards her. Despite her having a boyfriend, men used to try for her, and she was quite gullable and ended up being fucked by the confident guys who tried to get in her knickers.
Then I came along, I was besoted by her, she was the most stunning young lady in town, and I could not believe that I was the one on her arm.
The problem was, every guy wanted to get her, so fending them off was very difficult, particullay as Liz found it difficult to turn away advances of confident guys, whatever age they were.
I had got her now though, she was mine and I was determined to keep these guys away from her.
She was young, so obviously wanted to dress sexily, this added fuel to the fire as whenever we were out, men would just see those breasts jut out, and to keep their eyes from her was very difficult. I had a struggle on my hands, but one I was desperate to win, nobody was having my Liz.
She worked in a satellite office in town, with other girls, and some confident chaps that were salesmen. All drove flash cars, earned loads of money, and all tried it on with Liz. This story is about one of the guys, and whether or not he managed to get his hands on Liz's breasts and tight young pussy.
We were at her works Christmas party, it was held at a huge hotel, with many companies taking a table. Her company had a couple of tables, and sat on our table was Steve. He was a real big hitter within the company, and for a fact he had asked Liz out on occasions. She had rejected his advances, which she told me about. He had wanted to take her to a hotel and spa for the day, he had wanted to take her to an evening function and stop over, but Liz had told me about him trying it on, which gave me comfort really as she was not hiding anything.
Two of the girls in the office had told her she was stupid to turn him down, as he was a real looker, and was the guy in the office the girls wanted to get.
For the party, Liz looked stunning, short black cocktail dress, she really stood out as many were wearing long numbers. It was short, but also it showed her cleavage off a treat. No bra, high heels and a tiny thong, Liz looked the business. I had a hard on in the taxi getting there, and I just was so desperate to get her back home and fuck her, she was stunning.
Steve came over and asked her for a dance, and she was gone. I looked over and it was clear she was enjoying his attention. They were giggling, and seeing his hands around her waist every so often made me feel horrible inside. His hands would then venture onto her hips, and when she turned round every so often he would glance his hands across her bottom. All the time she kept her posture, and those wonderful breasts were forcing themselves against him when he pulled her close. It was horrible to see, and it was clear I wasn't on her mind.
I felt like going up to them, but I felt that I would be seen as wrong, as it was only a dance, I was getting worked up about nothing.
At one point I plucked up the courage to go nearer the dance floor, I looked at Liz, but she just ignored me, Steve looked at me and smiled, so I nervously smiled back. I was just being daft, it was a dance afterall, even though it had been going on for half an hour.
I needed the toilet, so left and took the long walk to where they were. It gave me a break, and on the way back I was caught by one of Steve's mates and we talked about football for a good while, which took my mind off it. I am glad he was there.
Then when I got back, Liz was not there, she wasn't on the dance floor and she wasn't at the table, and nor was Steve. I went to the bar, she wasn't there, and nor was Steve. I didn't want to appear to be looking for her, but her friends were keeping away from me, and I was worried she had gone to his room, as he was stopping over night.
There was another bar at the hotel, she must be there, so off I went, but no Liz, and no Steve. It didn't look good.
Steves mate turned up again and started on about the football again, and I could not help but think he was distracting me. He was talking, but I was not listening. My thoughts were, if Liz is with Steve in his room, she will be getting fucked now. She will be sucking him off. The thought of Liz with this guy was horrible, it would be happening now, and I don't know what to do. This guy carried on talking, but in my mind I was thinking of Liz's cocktail dress being pulled down with her Steve feasting on her boobs, the boobs which were mine not his. Please, no, the thought of him fucking her was too much to bear.
A good while later (about an hour) Liz turned up, she seemed edgy, and asked where her drink was. I asked her where she had been and she said she was in the other bar with people from work. This was clearly untrue as I had been in there. A minute or so later Steve walked by and he picked up his drink and started chatting to his mate who had talked to me about football.
I asked her where Steve had been and she nervously said she didn't know, and changed the subject.
I put my arm around Liz as if to claim her as mine, and we did not say anything. I kissed her and hoped Steve had not had his cock in her mouth minutes earlier. I don't know whether Steve fucked her, all I know is that she was not the same with me after she had been dancing with Steve. She was in a different mood, so something would have happened.
At the end of the evening everyone said their goodbyes. I shook hands with Steve as I had to, he had a very firm handshake, and I did not say anything, there was nothing I could say. It was horrible when I saw Steve give Liz a kiss as we left, but she also gave everyone in our group one, but this was the one I watched and the one that was difficult to watch.
Did Steve get his hands on Liz's breasts, did he take her up to his room and fuck her? Did she suck him off? I know her and there is no way it would have just been a kiss. She always gave into tempation before me and my worry was that now I was with her she still was doing. I just don't know.
It was a true happening, I genuinly would love to hear anyones thoughts on whether they think she fucked him or not as I have not been able to ask anyone ever, and I certainly have not asked Liz.
Then I came along, I was besoted by her, she was the most stunning young lady in town, and I could not believe that I was the one on her arm.
The problem was, every guy wanted to get her, so fending them off was very difficult, particullay as Liz found it difficult to turn away advances of confident guys, whatever age they were.
I had got her now though, she was mine and I was determined to keep these guys away from her.
She was young, so obviously wanted to dress sexily, this added fuel to the fire as whenever we were out, men would just see those breasts jut out, and to keep their eyes from her was very difficult. I had a struggle on my hands, but one I was desperate to win, nobody was having my Liz.
She worked in a satellite office in town, with other girls, and some confident chaps that were salesmen. All drove flash cars, earned loads of money, and all tried it on with Liz. This story is about one of the guys, and whether or not he managed to get his hands on Liz's breasts and tight young pussy.
We were at her works Christmas party, it was held at a huge hotel, with many companies taking a table. Her company had a couple of tables, and sat on our table was Steve. He was a real big hitter within the company, and for a fact he had asked Liz out on occasions. She had rejected his advances, which she told me about. He had wanted to take her to a hotel and spa for the day, he had wanted to take her to an evening function and stop over, but Liz had told me about him trying it on, which gave me comfort really as she was not hiding anything.
Two of the girls in the office had told her she was stupid to turn him down, as he was a real looker, and was the guy in the office the girls wanted to get.
For the party, Liz looked stunning, short black cocktail dress, she really stood out as many were wearing long numbers. It was short, but also it showed her cleavage off a treat. No bra, high heels and a tiny thong, Liz looked the business. I had a hard on in the taxi getting there, and I just was so desperate to get her back home and fuck her, she was stunning.
Steve came over and asked her for a dance, and she was gone. I looked over and it was clear she was enjoying his attention. They were giggling, and seeing his hands around her waist every so often made me feel horrible inside. His hands would then venture onto her hips, and when she turned round every so often he would glance his hands across her bottom. All the time she kept her posture, and those wonderful breasts were forcing themselves against him when he pulled her close. It was horrible to see, and it was clear I wasn't on her mind.
I felt like going up to them, but I felt that I would be seen as wrong, as it was only a dance, I was getting worked up about nothing.
At one point I plucked up the courage to go nearer the dance floor, I looked at Liz, but she just ignored me, Steve looked at me and smiled, so I nervously smiled back. I was just being daft, it was a dance afterall, even though it had been going on for half an hour.
I needed the toilet, so left and took the long walk to where they were. It gave me a break, and on the way back I was caught by one of Steve's mates and we talked about football for a good while, which took my mind off it. I am glad he was there.
Then when I got back, Liz was not there, she wasn't on the dance floor and she wasn't at the table, and nor was Steve. I went to the bar, she wasn't there, and nor was Steve. I didn't want to appear to be looking for her, but her friends were keeping away from me, and I was worried she had gone to his room, as he was stopping over night.
There was another bar at the hotel, she must be there, so off I went, but no Liz, and no Steve. It didn't look good.
Steves mate turned up again and started on about the football again, and I could not help but think he was distracting me. He was talking, but I was not listening. My thoughts were, if Liz is with Steve in his room, she will be getting fucked now. She will be sucking him off. The thought of Liz with this guy was horrible, it would be happening now, and I don't know what to do. This guy carried on talking, but in my mind I was thinking of Liz's cocktail dress being pulled down with her Steve feasting on her boobs, the boobs which were mine not his. Please, no, the thought of him fucking her was too much to bear.
A good while later (about an hour) Liz turned up, she seemed edgy, and asked where her drink was. I asked her where she had been and she said she was in the other bar with people from work. This was clearly untrue as I had been in there. A minute or so later Steve walked by and he picked up his drink and started chatting to his mate who had talked to me about football.
I asked her where Steve had been and she nervously said she didn't know, and changed the subject.
I put my arm around Liz as if to claim her as mine, and we did not say anything. I kissed her and hoped Steve had not had his cock in her mouth minutes earlier. I don't know whether Steve fucked her, all I know is that she was not the same with me after she had been dancing with Steve. She was in a different mood, so something would have happened.
At the end of the evening everyone said their goodbyes. I shook hands with Steve as I had to, he had a very firm handshake, and I did not say anything, there was nothing I could say. It was horrible when I saw Steve give Liz a kiss as we left, but she also gave everyone in our group one, but this was the one I watched and the one that was difficult to watch.
Did Steve get his hands on Liz's breasts, did he take her up to his room and fuck her? Did she suck him off? I know her and there is no way it would have just been a kiss. She always gave into tempation before me and my worry was that now I was with her she still was doing. I just don't know.
It was a true happening, I genuinly would love to hear anyones thoughts on whether they think she fucked him or not as I have not been able to ask anyone ever, and I certainly have not asked Liz.