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Angel
was an ordinary woman with an ordinary job. She loved being
an assistant to one of New York's top lawyers. She took
pride in her job and loved being there for her boss. Angel
lived life just like most executive women do, she worked
form 9 till 5, sometimes she put in some overtime to finish
what needed to be done. Every day was basically the same,
day in and day out. She loved this lifestyle.
One
night while watching television, she saw a man being interviewed
in Central Park with big smile on his face trying to explain
what had just happened to him. "I was just sitting
here minding my own business, watching the birds, when all
of a sudden I was blindfolded and restrained. I could tell
it was a woman that was doing this because the skin was
soft, and so where the breaths. I can't tell you exactly
what happened but I will tell you what I was feeling. She
never used any force, just slow movements with her hands
unbuttoning my shirt and unbuckling my belt. Then I felt
warm breath on my chest, as if she was panting at the sight
of it. I could feel the breath moving down, the next thing
I know it feels as though I have a mouth on my privates.
The warmth and wetness of it all was so erotic. I could
help but get caught up in the moment. Minutes passed by
like seconds, then I felt the cold breeze on my naked body.
I tried to move my hands, I was shocked to find them fre!
e, and so I removed the blind fold and saw my shirt was
wide open and my pants down to my ankles. The strangest
thing of it all was that I was missing my underwear."
Night
after night on the news, men were explaining these strange
sexual stories and all of them had the same ending, missing
underwear.
Angel
was so caught up in these stories that they started to arouse
her. Every time a man was being interviewed she couldn't
help herself. Her hands sliding under her blouse, squeezing
her breasts and rubbing her nipples through her satin bra.
The more they described the even the more intense she felt.
They would go on and describe what had been done to them
and Angel's hands would roam her body from breast to thigh,
and even to her "love hole", she found herself
rubbing her clitoris. The more they described the events
the harder and more intense she became. With the interviews
finished so was Angel, she'd catch herself, hands under
her skirt. She felt exhausted to the point she almost needed
to fall asleep right then and there. Just before passing
out she realized that when she removed her hands from down
below she was not wearing any underwear; knowing she was
wearing silk panties before the news she started getting
curious.
Getting
more and more curious as to what is happening to these men,
she asked her boss if she could get some time away from
work to resolve some "personal issues". He seemed
little sceptical about the issues, but awarded her the time;
he knew she could use it. After all, Angel would show up
to work exhausted and seemed to not be fully mentally intact.
She
dug right into the mystery her first day away from work.
Having not found one single clue, she decided to go home
and take the rest of the night off. Just like every other
night, she turned on the nightly news and again, a man was
being interviewed. "It sounds as though I'm making
this up, but I swear to you and your viewers I am not. Everything
I'm about to tell you is the truth. I too was blindfolded
and restrained. She removed my shirt and undid my pants,
but she didn't use her mouth on me like she did with the
others. I think she actually had intercourse with me. I
could feel the warmth and wetness of her "bleep"
(vagina) surrounding my "bleep" (penis). It felt
as though she was straddling me and making love to me right
here on this bench. The more time went on the more vigorous
she became. Up and down, faster and harder, and just before
I came everything stopped. I felt the wind blowing on my
almost naked body. My hands were freed and when I removed
the blindfold I noticed my underwear missing." Throughout
the entire interview Angel was once again touching herself.
Rubbing and penetrating her vagina, this time she felt herself
climax, thus causing her into convulsions. And again when
she came back to her senses she realized that her underwear
were missing again.
Wanting
nothing more than to solve this mystery, Angel dedicated
all her time and energy into it. Even money was not an object
when it came to solving this mystery. The one thing she
definitely knew about it was the fact that every time the
reports came on T.V. she'd get really aroused. She started
working on this coincidence. "Why is it that when I
see the reports on the news I can hardly control myself?"
she asked herself.
THE
END
Author:
Anonymous
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