Valerie Comes Out of Her Shell
Valerie was such a mousy little thing. Always keeping to
herself and very private. If you asked her something during
office hours, she would answer you in no more than four words.
You could not kid with her, could not gossip with her, could
not get her to smile to save your life. The entire office
was convinced that she was a lesbian and involved with a
very dominant butch dyke. That's why she was so apparently
snooty, they said. I made Valerie smile one afternoon and
our relationship changed.
"Can I ask you something, Valerie?" I said to
her. We were sitting alone in the employee lounge having
a late lunch together. A little coaxing had convinced Valerie
to join me there that day.
"I guess so..." she replied. She was hiding
behind her large frame eyewear and fiddling with the bun
she perpetually had her naturally curly brunette hair
in.
"Would you go with me this Saturday to the Art Fair
downtown..?" I asked. I didn't think for a moment
she would.
"Love to...!" she immediately said with a glitter
in her eye and a smile that captivated me.
We sat and finished our lunch in silence.
* * * * *
On Thursday morning of that week, I asked a few questions
about Valerie to a gal who had worked with her for about seven
months. I found out that she had been married and that her
husband had left her because of her apparent listlessness.
Valerie was currently very single and none of the rumors
of her lesbian adventures were in the least bit true.
"Jen... why does she downplay her looks the way she
does?" I asked. "She is a very beautiful girl
under those glasses and that blah looking wardrobe she
insists upon wearing. I bet she'd turn heads if she
let her hair down..."
"You're very observant, Dave..." said
Jen, "Val is just so lacking in self-confidence and
she thinks that no man would ever want to be close to her again,
I guess. That's what I think anyway..."
"Does she trust you, Jen..?"
"I think she does, yes. Why..?"
"Well, I'm taking her out this Saturday... nothing
fancy... we're just gonna go stroll around the Art
Fair, but I was wondering..." I said, "do you
think Valerie would allow you to pretty her up? I mean you
have such good taste in clothing and make-up and all...
I bet you could give her some of that confidence she lacks..."
"That is very flattering, Dave... thank you..."
she said, smiling. "I'll ask her... gently..."
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At 11:00am Saturday morning my telephone rang. It was Val.
"What time will we go..?" she asked. She sounded
unsure... as if she were searching for some excuse to say
she could not go with me.
"I thought we'd go at around 4pm, if that's
good for you... There's places to grab a bite to eat
at the Fair and there's a great blues band performing
in the band shell at 6 and I sure would love to see them...
whatta ya think..?" Just then I heard another voice.
A female voice. At first my thoughts were of the alleged
bull-dyke, then I realized it was Jens' voice I'd
heard. She was there to give Val a sort of makeover. I felt
slightly embarrassed then.
"I'll be ready at 4!" said Val. I realized
then, too, that the sound in her voice was excitement and
not apprehension. "Know how to get here?" I
told her that I did not and she gave me directions to her home.
I spent the day until about two-thirty puttering in my woodshop.
Turning into Val's driveway, I saw that she kept her
home as neat and tidy as her office at work. I parked and strolled
to the door, knocked.
"Come on in Dave..." said Val. Her voice was
full of cheer and excitement. I stepped into the living
room and heard soft jazz playing in another room. Second,
I noticed that her taste in furnishings was exquisite.
Every piece matched and arranged beautifully. Then Val
appeared from a stairway leading into the basement.
"Come on downstairs, Dave..." she said, motioning
to me from the stairs. I could see only her face and at first
I did not recognize her. No eyeglasses. And make-up. Not
a lot of make-up, just a touch. I started for the stairway
as Val disappeared from my view below.
Downstairs was an entirely different looking room. Rich,
dark colors prevailed and plushness seemed to be the theme.
The room enticed one into leisure. Then Valerie emerged
from behind a Japanese screen near the far wall. I blinked
in amazement. This could not be the same Val I worked with!
Her hair was loose and falling freely down her back in curls
to the top of her rump. Only her bangs were tied back, braided
and pulled together in the rear, held in place by a very demure
maroon ribbon. Val wore a dark blue denim shirt, unbuttoned
one extra button. A small necklace with a pearl attached
bounced in her ample cleavage. The jeans she wore were snug
as well, accenting a very flat tummy and showing the spectacular
shape of her hips, thighs and calves... faded and funky...
lived in. Very hometown, girl-next-doorish. Incredibly
sexy. At once I was smitten.
"I was just finishing making some ice cream, "
said Val. Then I realized she was holding the churning bucket
and preparing to transfer it's contents into another
container for storage in the freezer. "Want a drink
or anything..?"
I stepped closer to her and said, "No thanks... Homemade
ice cream..! Yummy..."
"Yeah..." she said, smiling, "My Mom
taught me to do this years ago..." I was not really
interested in the ice cream. It was an excuse to get nearer
to her really. I could not believe it was Val! Her breasts
jiggled as she scooped the sweet goo up from the bucket.
I was peeking into her open collar at her cleavage as she
bent slightly forward... smooth and firm. At this angle
I was afforded a glimpse of the straining red lace Victoria's
Secret lovingly cupping the swell of her right breast and
my heart pumped a bit faster.
"Need any help there..?" I asked.
"No... 'bout got it...!" she said, turning
with the container now full and walking toward the freezer.
Another stunning sight..! Her jeans wrapped her butt just
so... not too tight. Snug, but allowing each lovely cheek
to naturally fold and jiggle loose again with each step.
When she bent down to place the container into the freeze
unit, I saw a small rip in the seat of her jeans, just below
the left hip pocket, through which I could then observe
smooth tanned skin. My cock swelled a little in my own jeans
then.
"All set!" said Val, closing the freezer door.
She turned and we went back upstairs where she grabbed a
light jacket and a very small purse.
Once at the Art Fair, we walked to and fro seeing the sights
and enjoying the local color. Many talented people had
displays set up and were at a glance the classic definition
of 'starving artist'. Valerie purchased a very
beautiful handmade wall hanging from a woman in her fifties
who wore huge sparkling earrings and had her nails, toenails
too, painted each a different color. We sat eating Szechwan
chicken listening to a very old man, play a very old, five
stringed guitar, singing railroad songs while his dog
lay next to him and gave an occasional short, well-timed
howl along with his Master. I could not help but notice how
men's heads were indeed turning when they spotted
Val. We walked along holding hands and I felt like a teenager
again.
The blues show began at a few minutes past six. The band did
several boogie-woogie numbers, then slowed the tempo
a bit with a cover tune, urging the crowd to dance if they
felt like it. I was watching Val. She sat through the first
few tunes with her eyes shut, rocking with the beats and
grinning... moving her head from side to side. When they
began the slow tune, she suddenly stood up from her seat,
eyes still closed and began pulling me up to her. I stood
and she pulled me close to her, placing her cheek to mine
and said, "Dance with me..." I followed her
to the dance floor area in front of the bandshell.
Val became yet another person while we danced. She was so
taken away with the music it was as if she departed and there
were someone else with her arms wrapped around me. Moving
slow and easy she swayed the two of us, pushing her breasts
to my chest and murmuring low into my ear. Her perfume was
intoxicating. I buried my face in her long brunette curls
and very softly kissed her neck. She then turned around
and laid her head back on my shoulder, still swaying and
drifting on the rhythms. Her hands were now gripping me
at the backs of my thighs, my hands flat against her tummy,
pulling her tight to me. I could feel her soft butt pressed
against my cock and in no time it began to give me away. She
moved her ass left and right very easy and in time with the
music... I was extremely turned on now and wanted nothing
more than to take this gorgeous woman home and make love
to her for hours and hours. So I told her...
Nibbling her earlobe lightly I took the chance and said,
"Val... I very much want to take you home and make love
to you tonight..." The moment I said this, I thought
she would become the Valerie I knew from work, thought she
would clam up and demand a ride to her door. She only began
walking very slowly away from the bandshell and the crowd...
Once in my car, Val scooted over on the seat and began kissing
me ravenously. She moaned and whimpered, clawed and flailed...
her hands sliding all over my body. Before we had gotten
one mile away from the Art Fair parking lot, Val had unfastened
my belt and pants and was jerking my now hard cock up and down,
at the same time she kept saying in a whispery, panting voice
"yes... ohh... yes, yes... mmmm, Dave... uhmmmyes...."
and staring down at my cock in her hand. Her manner so hurried
and urgent. Soon her head dropped into my lap and I felt her
warm, wet tongue begin to run up and down the length of my
cock, wetting it and making me even harder. She then engulfed
my hardon and began to very skillfully fellate me.
"Uhmmm... mmmm mmm mmmmmm mm mm mm... oh.. ahhhmmm
mmm... uhm... oh Dave... uhh... mm mmm mmm...." she
said as my cock glided in and out of her hot mouth. In no time
she had gotten it so spit-slick that I could feel her drool
wetting my balls. "Uhhhhmmm mmmm mmm... OH... god...
mmmm.... cum Dave... mmmmm... cum in my mouth.....mmmmmm..."
over and over she began urging me to shoot. Sucking and licking,
her mouth hot and wet, gulping my cock deeper. I tried to
keep the car under control and under the speed limit as we
motored along for a good ten minutes toward her house, all
the while Val making animal grunts and slurping noises,
coaxing me to give her my load... "mmmmm... gimme
it Dave... uhhnnnmmm... mmm... mmm.. want it in my tummy....
baby...oh..." she moaned.
"Val.... oh Val.... Ohhhhh ahhh baaaaabyyyy...
UHHH!!" I grunted, just as we pulled into her driveway.
My cum exploded forth into her mouth as she gulped it down
her throat.
"Mmmmmm...mmm... mmphhffff...mmmmm... mm mm mmm..."
she said as the last of my orgasm pumped into her mouth. I
put the car in park as Val kept pulling my slowly softening
cock with her lips and tongue, milking all my goo. My head
was spinning.
She let me loose then and lay panting upon my flaccid cock,
kissing it now and then, purring a little... then she said,
"Come on.... let's go inside..." She looked
up at me and I could see her mouth was red not from lipstick
but from giving Olympian caliber head... her eyes were
lidded and she looked in heat. I shut the car off and buttoned
up, climbing out to follow her to the door. She fumbled with
her keys, dropping them, then finally getting the correct
one into the bolt. At last we entered. Once inside, Valerie
tossed her purse aside, turned around and literally wrapped
herself around my body. Her arms held firm as she hooked
her long right leg around my waist, humping her crotch tight
against my cock right through our pants. She grunted and
kissed me violently, her tongue darting and swirling inside
my mouth. I was still out of breath from her stellar oral
love in the car and I could not hardly comprehend her behavior.
This was little meek and mild Valerie from the office! raping
me in her own living room!
Val reached down and gripped my ass with both her hands and
panted, "Follow me...." She then calmed for
a moment, let me loose slightly and turned around. We began
to walk together and still locked tight to each other toward
the basement steps. "I've been needing a man
for some time now, Dave..." she said, guiding my left
hand onto her left breast then squeezing my hand around
it. Val was breathing in gasps and swallowing hard, her
hair strewn across her face as if in a wind.
As we descended the steps, she began to unbutton her shirt
and untuck it from her jeans.
At the bottom of the steps she stopped and said, "Wait
here... I'll light some candles for us..." She
then stepped away from me and disappeared into the darkness.
I heard her clear her throat and then a match struck. She
lit a large candle and then several smaller ones and began
to distribute them around the room. When she finished,
I could see that Val had dropped her shirt on the floor and
had her jeans unbuttoned, the fly open. They clung very
low to her voluptuous hips. She'd also taken off her
mocs and strode around the room barefoot, lighting the
candles.
"Something you should know..." she said, walking
from the other side of the room very slowly, looking straight
at me from under a few loose strands of brunette hair and
pushing, tugging at her jeans... "I have not been
intimate with a man in four and a half years...." she
had the jeans at the apex of her hips now, still pushing them
down, walking slow, staring me down... "it occurred
to me that you, at this point, might think me a raving slut
or a nympho or something..." her jeans were now just
below mid-thigh... "and I guess I couldn't blame
you, but I want you to know that that is not the case, Dave.
Do you believe me..?" Her jeans were now heaped at
her ankles as she stepped directly in front of me and began
unfastening my pants, looking me in the eye.
I reached out and took her shoulders in each hand and said,
"I think you are something special, Val... okay?"
I kissed the tip of her nose, then her right cheek, then her
eyebrow. "But I don't think you're any of
those things..." Just then I felt her hands slide
into my skivvies and under my balls to cup them in her palms
gently. I was still limp as a cooked noodle.
I knelt then right in front of her. Very easily I helped her
take her feet out of her jeans and then I straightened up
on my knees. My face was directly level with her womanly
hips. As I gazed hypnotized at her tiny, satiny white panties,
inches from my nose, I slid my hands up from her calves, over
her knees, up the back of each firm thigh to her bottom. Firm,
yet soft and oh-so perfectly round. I very gently squeezed
her behind, sighing a bit, then I moved forward closer to
her, hugging her hips. I turned my head to my left and placed
the side of my face directly against her mound, covered
by that smooth and tight panty. There was a hint of Cache
perfume either on her body or in her panties and I inhaled
deep, turning my face toward her again and kissing her belly
between her navel and the top edge of her panties. I turned
my head to my right now and pushed my ear against her... warm
and smooth. My libido awakened at this point...
"Mmmm... ohh Valerie..." I murmured very soft
and low and began kissing her panty all over.... from top
to as low in the crotch as I could get, at the same time, stroking
her bottom from side to side, squeezing delightful handfuls.
I rubbed my face round and round her pubis through those
satiny undies and felt my cock begin to get a bit chubby and
swollen. After a couple minutes I heard Val groan a bit and
looked up at her for just a second. Her eyes were closed and
her head was cocked to one side slightly... her mouth open.
Then, I got a hint of her wetness. Her musky odor filled my
senses and I then began to concentrate my kissing and poking
at her crotch with my nose. She'd become very wet from
my attentions. Sliding my hands back and forth from under
and behind, I could feel her dampness soaking the panties.
My own arousal was high as well... by then I was hard as ever.
Glancing back at her face, I saw that Val had slipped her
right hand under her bra and was gently massaging her breasts
and nipples. She was very turned on and I buried my face against
her lovely mound one last time then moved to the top edge
of her panties where I clenched the elastic band with my
teeth and began to pull them down. Little by little I slid
Val's panties lower... tugging at the left, then right,
then back to the left at the same time lightly and in a very
teasing manner running my hands up the insides of her thighs
to gently tickle her crotch and give a quick rub to her clit.
Val was breathing steady and deep, moaning somewhat with
each exhale.
With my eyes closed I suddenly felt her hands on each side
of my face, pulling me upward. "Come over here..."
she said and backed a step away from me, urging me to follow.
In the corner and behind that Japanese screen I'd seen
earlier was what looked like a futon bed, laid flat and beautifully
made. Val backed up to it, her panties still covering her
but riding extremely low on her hips, then sat, pulling
me with her. I bent and caught myself on my hands as she scooted
back to lie down. Standing again I tore my shirt and shoes
off, then climbed onto the bed with her to kneel next to her.
Val lay on her back, her legs closed, her hair splayed around
her pretty face and a very big, anxious smile spread across
her lips. I grinned too and then leaned over to kiss her mouth
and felt her right hand grasp my hardness, sticking up out
of my lap.
"Let me make you feel nice Valerie..." I whispered
in her ear. She lay with her eyes closed and then relaxed
her body.
At once I began kissing her naked breasts. Small circles
I made with the tip of my tongue around each nipple, so dark
and rigid... pointing straight up from her chest. I dragged
my tongue from right to left then back again, my right hand
slowly eased her pretty panties down her thighs and over
her knees. She removed them herself with deft motions of
each leg. I drug my tongue slowly down her chest then moved
my body between her legs, opening them so I could fit there
kneeling. Gently, easily I began kissing lower and lower...
finding her wonderful mound with it's thick thatch
of neatly trimmed pubic hair. Here is where the Cache had
been applied! I inhaled and felt a dizzying wave of highness
float through my head. Opening my eyes and lifting my head
a bit, I now gazed at Valerie's most private of privates.
Her pussy was indeed a thing to behold... the pubics trimmed
back to reveal a very prominent set of outer lips which were
now quite open and inviting. Folds of sweet female flesh
here beckoning me to explore, to enjoy. Valerie's
inner lips were extremely wet and glistened with her moisture
even in this low light. Open a tiny bit and ready... begging
me with their smell and their shape... a perfect flower.
Above, her clitoris protruded shiny and swollen... pink
and stubby, but easily accessible and yearning.
Val whimpered then... a short, desperate, impatient sound.
She began to very slowly rotate her hips and lift her butt
just slightly off the bed. I watched her for a moment or two...
enjoying her urgency. I fought with every strand of my will
not to simply mount her and begin banging into her body to
reach my own release... no, Val deserved better. She made
the little crying sound again...
I gently blew upon her open pussy then. She flinched and
dropped her hips to the bed at once, inhaling quickly...
I'd surprised her. I turned my head to her right thigh
and kissed her there wetly. She moaned a little. I kissed
the opposite thigh... the whimper again. I then very quickly
and lightly fluttered my tongue from the bottom of her open
slit to the top, over and, quicker still, around her pointy
clit. Val grunted and then hissed through her teeth inhaling
a deep breath. I moved down and gently nibbled on the left
outer lip, sucking it into my mouth and twirling my tongue
over it...
"Mmmuhhh..." Val grunted. My lips sucked and
pulled at the other side... I kissed, sucked... then began
dragging my tongue up and down, up and down the entire length
of her drooling pussy. Salty and female... my mind left
me then. I concentrated on Val and her every sound and every
move. She was groaning and pumping her hips along with my
movements, frantically holding my head, then my shoulders,
then the bedspread. She clawed the headboard and then slapped
her hands flat on the bed again, moaning and grinding her
crotch to my mouth. I reached up to hold and squeeze and caress
her stiff nipples while moving my mouth on her pussy.
"Dave... Dave... uhh.... huh...huhh... uhhhh dave
dave dave...." she yelped my name over and over, her
voice reaching higher and higher pitches as I sped my tongue
and the motion of my head... up down, up down... side to side
and up again.... "God Dave... dave dave da-vid...
uhhhnnnn.. huh huh huhuuhhh.....mmmmm...dave...uh
da- ...oh oh oh oh ohh..." she grunted deeply, held
her breath for a moment... I could feel her hips stop moving
for perhaps three full seconds, tensed and taut all over,
then her orgasm exploded.
"UHHHH.....ooohhhh goddddd daaaaavid...."
she howled like no other woman I'd heard before. Realizing
she was in the throes of her climax, I flattened my tongue
to cover her entire open cunt and firmly moved my head up
and down, fighting to stay with her as her hips bucked and
jerked, lifting us both completely off the bed... first
up, then down, then right, then up again, grinding her sex
into my mouth, both her hands pushing the back of my head
tight to her cunt.
Valerie's orgasm lasted a minute, perhaps ninety
seconds. She would loosen her grip on my skull, then suddenly
clutch tighter, relax... then pull again as I slowed my
movements as she slowed hers'... both of us breathing
heavy. Finally... little by little, Valerie relaxed,
cooing a chorus of "uhhmmmmm... ohhh david... uhh
uhhhnnnn... oooooo...uhh uhhmmmm... ohh my godddd david...."
until finally she was lying breathing and softly murmuring
under her breath. I stayed very still, my hands holding
her hips lightly. I heard a quiet snore. Disengaging myself
from between her silken thighs, I moved up and layed next
to her. Valerie had drifted off into a light sleep, breathing
deeply and moaning softly. I slid my left arm under her neck
and wrapped my myself close to her, kissing her cheek and
falling asleep as well.
We awoke together, chilly but satisfied and happy. Valerie
bounded from the bed and returned a second later with a huge
fluffy comforter to cover both our naked bodies on the futon.
We cuddled to each other and warmed up by kissing and sliding
our hands over each other's skin. Suddenly I felt Valerie's
hand lightly, quickly sliding up and down my hardon...
"There's something I didn't give you last
night David..." she said to me, smiling wide...
But that's another story...
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