Freelancer

Posted on 2008-Apr-27 at 05:07 - Post Comment

(The text is based on a real story. I’ve only changed the end, a bit)

I was a freelance programmer. I decided to move to a bigger city to earn more money. It was partly cause my girlfriend wanted it, it was partly cause I wanted it, and it was partly cause an acquaintance of mine, who was running his business there, offered me a freelance job in that city. My girlfriend, my Babe, was going to study at one of the colleges there.

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I really loved my Babe. We both had to admit that we could satisfy each other much better than all our previous partners. We loved each other. We were really supportive to each other. She came in my life when I was in a very deep depression after the fifth serious break-up, when I was ready to give up hope to find somebody who would really love me truly, madly, and deeply. She revived my love of life and love for women too. She just came into my life and loved me. She was a great lover. We had great sex. It was tender, passionate, and hot.

Before I came into her life she had problems with cumming. Cunnilingus, petting, and my desperate desire to please her awoke her sensuality. But she still couldn’t cum when I was just fucking her vagina. Clit stimulation, lubricants didn’t work either. There was only one thing really working – I had to fuck her pussy and stimulate her clit with my fingers frantically. It was more of a difficult trick than of sex, actually.

I was 27, and she was 21 when this story happened.

Babe didn’t like anal sex. But sometimes, she let me fuck her butt. There were two main reasons why she disliked anal screwing. Firstly, it hurt whenever I started working her asshole out. So it was really a lot of work to please her, though anus was her huge erogenic zone. Secondly, there was some psychological taboo she had to overcome. We tried to use lubrication, but it was almost of no help at all. She couldn’t stand ATM action. She said it was tickling her.

But it only hurt her in the very beginning. Then she got turned on. And she really liked to cry out loud. It was a very lusty “Aaaaa� cry. It helped her muffle pain and focus on sweet sensations, and the cry itself was turning her on, she stopped giving a damn about her anal prejudices.

Once we had to part for three long weeks. When we were having sex, she was so hot she really wanted me so much, so she didn’t even notice me enter her sweet tight round ass. Honestly, I didn’t notice it either. But the most wonderful thing was that after short clit stimulation she shivered in orgasm. Guess it was her only anal orgasm ever. But it really inspired me. Moreover, my Babe told me she wasn’t imitating orgasm that time.

Sometimes she got really angry and said she wanted to work on my butt too. But my indifferent reaction perplexed her all the time. Though there were a couple of times I said yes to her proposal. Her frisky fingers were playing with my ass… There was only one reason I did it for – I wanted her to let me screw her asshole as often as possible. I’m a prejudice-free person. So, it’s not that I really liked anal sex, and I must say I would never ever let any man come close to my butt!

So, I was working for a business man. Travis, my boss, was six years older. He hired me saying I would have to go to special training to get a certificate to be able to join his company’s staff. Well, I didn’t mind, I was always happy to learn something new.

It was summer. After having morning (anal) sex babe told me she would never ever let me fuck her butt gain. I shrugged, paying no attention to her words. It was weekend. I went to Travis. We had to hold our special training on weekends. All “unique� training software was stored at his computer. Babe hated my weekend training cause the time we could spend together I had to spend with my “loser boss� (that’s what she called him).

It was my third week of training. Babe was terribly annoyed. I tried to calm her down saying it was she who wanted to have a prosperous boyfriend (and it was true). I was trying my best to make her dream come true. Besides, her dream played into my hands.

The training was a mixture of special computer squad workshop and punitive psychiatry. Travis, a real nerd, was treating me like a mediocre lamer who didn’t even know how to type, who knew nothing about Windows, and didn’t have the 4 year experience working with account data bases. Travis thought he was a computer genius. Well, I could understand him. He put his money at stake. And I needed money too. So we just had to deal with it somehow.

Babe rushed into Travis’s home that night, she was displeased and angry. I was very tired. It was like I was trapped, you know. All of a sudden babe started flirting with Travis. Or maybe… it was Travis who decided to show how charming he could be… it didn’t matter. When walking back home I had a very serious talk with my babe.

I must say, Babe was a very pretty girl and she could get any man she wanted. When she met me she stopped flirting with other men. Though she cheated on me thrice. In revenge I cheated on her twice. I didn’t enjoy it at all. It was just revenge. I tried to forgive her a lot of nasty things she did. Anyway it was she who helped me overcome my depression, I managed to control my insomnia and stopped taking antidepressants. Well, maybe I was too understanding… But I did believe it was the right way to treat my babe, she was still so inexperienced.

I didn’t like cheating, generally. We had a deal from the very beginning – if cheating we had to tell each other about the affair beforehand for the partner to be able to think the situation over and say “no� if necessary.

It was very strange that time. Babe was really aggressive.

“So you think I won’t be able to seduce him? Do you really think I can’t do it?� She asked me daringly and hussy.

“I don’t get why you need it. Why?�

“I can get laid with him! Let’s bet!�

I didn’t see the point in discussing it but the quarrel lasted half the way back home. I felt she really wanted to fuck Travis. I couldn’t stand it anymore and I blurted out:

“Do whatever you want! But please use condoms.�

We spend the next night together, all three of us. First we went to the beach, then we went to a café, and then went to play billiards. Travis was flirting with Babe. I didn’t care. I was indifferent and cold. I knew Babe was mine. Their flirt was just for one night.

On the way home Travis proposed having a threesome. Babe agreed at first but then changed her mind and gave me a sign to leave. I spent some minutes watching him fuck her in a doggy style, then took martini and went to another room to watch TV.

It was autumn. I passed all exams and got two important certificates for Travis’s company. That night was a turning point for me.

“He’s nothing for me now! Just think how I can treat him now! Now it’s much easier for me to treat him the way he deserves. I don’t really think any good business man would do that!� I told Babe in the morning.

It was a psychological puzzle. Travis, in his turn, could also think of me whatever his rotten self wanted to. It was amusing, in a way, it was sick, on the other hand, but I was sure to handle it.

It was October. I felt some change in Babe’s behavior. I got what was going on. I tried to check my theory out. I called her at certain periods of time in the evening and found out her phone was turned off at one and the same time every day. Then I decided to talk to her. I called her. She was ready to burst in tears.

“Don’t be scared. Tell me everything� I calmed her down.

She told me her story. She said she’d had an affair with Travis for two weeks that time. They met in a bar. She felt irresistibly drawn to him. I remembered Travis told me about his interest in hypnosis, NLP, and stuff but I didn’t think it was all so serious. I decided his “special tricks� had nothing to do with hypnosis or any kind of mystery. Besides, I wasn’t bad at situation prognosis, cause-and-effect relation either. Babe was almost crying telling me about her affair. They had great sex. She said Travis was turning her on even more than I was. Then… then she wanted something more than that. And stupid Travis started evading meeting her, he was laughing at her, he was too busy to be with her, he said.

“You choose now! You stay with me, or you quit your stupid job!� She told me finally.

Well, I thought, I definitely had to quit. I didn’t know whether Travis was hoping I would quit when I found out about their affair or not, but I was gonna quit. Besides, he really helped me a lot in improving my knowledge. I knew I would have no problems finding a job. As for Babe… judging by her psychological condition (I took psychology at college) I made up my mind to do everything for her to stay with me or at least, not to let her go down the dangerous downward spiral. I called Travis and said I knew everything about him and Babe and would have to quit, of course.

So I was free of my instructor. I was faithful to Babe. I even told her she could choose whether to stay with me or get back to Travis. She realized Travis wasn’t her man.

About six months passed by. Babe was passing her exams, I was working for my ex-boss’s ex-clients. I was working really hard, and always got really tired. So Babe got wrong calculations, mixed up something with her period. She got knocked up. She had to have an abortion. She had to go on with studying, and I didn’t have money to provide three of us. She got really sad after the abortion. We were really close to breaking up. She often told me she still felt drawn to Travis, she said he taught her how to cum, she said she was ready to let him fuck her asshole, but added it was psychologically difficult to get back to him. Nevertheless, she was really nice to me, and I knew for sure she loved me.

We decided to get a break till September, to separate for awhile, to have some time to think everything over. I knew that maybe I just had to let her go. The worst thing was that we still loved each other so much.

We couldn’t have sex after the abortion. She was deprived of vaginal sex for two months, she couldn’t have anal sex either, it hurt. It was Babe who suggested breaking up till September. I agreed it was the best thing we could do. I got another job, I was really busy. She went to out home town.

It was September. I was working really hard. I got promoted. I had more money for living. I missed Babe a lot. She called me then.

“Guess who I’m sitting in a café with?� She asked me.

“Travis?�

“Right! I’m back in the city.� She said in a playful voice.

Her depression was apparently over. She was back to life. She was playing her unbelievable psychological games. The games made her happy.

“Are you all right? You stay with Travis?� I asked her seriously.

“I don’ know.� She giggled.

“Really?� I asked her again.

“Yeah. But we both wanna talk to you.�

I was in the café in about 40 minutes. Travis was gloomy and unshaven. Babe was delighted.

“What’s up?� I asked them.

“Guys,� Travis looked at us, “I’m asking you please leave me alone. I’m a very busy man. I just want you to leave me alone. You don’t need me. FUCK EACH OTHER and stop getting on my nerves.�

He paused. He was looking so sad and tired that my two-month melancholy was petering out when I saw how unhappy he was. The talk was gonna be really funny.

“And you, sir,� he looked at me, “are very lucky to have such a woman. You don’t even know how lucky you are.�

Babe moved closer to me, hugged me tight, started kissing me. Her eyes told me she’d been missing me a lot. I was kissing her too trying to be attentive enough to listen to Travis. But turned out the conversation was over. We went out of the café. Travis caught a taxi. I was still a bit confused. We were walking along the road.

“Did you sleep with him?� Was the first thing I asked her.

“Yes.� She replied simply and innocently. She was laughing.

She told me then that their affair started two weeks ago. She called him. It was just about sex. She was his sex slave. He came in her mouth, he fucked her ass. She was cumming, cumming, cumming. She learnt what an anal orgasm was like. But in two weeks she suddenly realized Travis meant nothing to her. She was indifferent to him. He was always so tired and exhausted, she added. She started abusing him. She understood how miserable and useless he was, what a retard he was, actually.

“I devastated him!� babe laughed.

“Oh, really?� I remarked bitterly not actually believing a word she said.

“When he couldn’t stand it anymore we decided to call you.� Babe concluded.

“So what’s now?�

“Now? Guess what I have inside my purse…�

She flung her purse open and I stopped dead, confused. There was a pile of bucks in there. I didn’t know what to think.

“What is IT?� I asked her.

Guess it was the effect she wanted to produce.

“You’re so stupid! It’s a present for our wedding! It’s Travis’s present for us. Here’re 20 thousand bucks. I want to have a great wedding!�

I took a deep breath and hugged Babe. Then I kissed her passionately and asked:

“Please DON’T EVER CHEAT ON ME AGAIN!�

We had a great wedding. Travis wasn’t invited. Babe turned into a very vehement lover after wedding. She was turning me on by her games and hoarse whisper asking me to screw her ass. We used all possible sex games, everything that could come to us.

We’re married for five years. Our sex is exciting and diverse. Travis isn’t a part of our life anymore. We’re happy. The most important thing is that Babe has never cheated on me ever since! I think she doesn’t need it anymore.

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