The Challenge 3: The Only Woman - Sex Stories

The Challenge 3: The Only Woman

... hours she collapsed on top of Ulysses, out of breath, in a heaving, sweaty mess. Running her hand over his muscular, dark chocolate colored, chest, she smiled, “That was amazing,” she moaned. “Yes it was,” Ulysses said, wiping his forehead. Several minutes later, they were making out in the shower, “You gonna come back tomorrow?” Elle asked. “Elle, I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” Ulysses said. “I told you, my mom will be back Monday,” she reiterated, nibbling his bottom lip. “Fine,” he rolled his eyes, kissing her back, their mouths enveloping each others. When they finished, Elle went to her knees in the shower, smiling up at Ulysses, grabbing his cock at the base, preparing to suck it back to life. ********** The dinner later that night at Bob’s was fairly boring. Elle enjoyed herself, but could tell the other students were having trouble paying attention, and were bored out of their mind. Elle paid attention to Bob’s speech about hard work, looking for opportunities to excel and better ones self, and congratulating them on their scholarship. Elle watched one of Bob’s employees bring out desert, making her way across the large, open dining room. They sat for the next hour, drinking tea or coffee, while Bob and mostly Elle chatted about his businesses, his accomplishments and how he overcame obstacles – much to the three other student’s chagrin. Elle loved talking with Bob. She felt he was like the grandfather she never had. She always stayed later than the other ...

... students after the meetings. They would talk about school, her mom’s work as fitness model, and future career options for Elle. It was no surprise to her when Bob asked her to stay for a moment when the other students left. “Sure, may I use the restroom first?” Elle asked. “Oh sure, of course. Down the hall, fourth door on the left,” Bob said, walking back to his office. Sitting in front of his laptop, Bob watched Elle enter the bathroom with the small, mounted camera in the corner of the room. He unzipped his pants, fished out his cock, and began stroking it while watching her slide her skirt down, followed by her thong, and sit on the toilet. He switched to another view from a camera mounted on the ceiling corner behind her. Bob moaned, watching her butt lift up slightly, so she could wipe herself. She slid her thong and skirt back on, flushed, and washed her hands. Bob was zipping up just before she entered his office smiling. “Elle, hi, please sit,” He said, gesturing to the chair across from him. Bob closed his laptop and folded his hands, looking at Elle. Bob seemed different this evening. He seemed nervous, slightly flustered, and unsure of how to begin the conversation with her. “Um, Elle, I,” He stammered. “Is everything ok?” She asked, a concerned look on her face, she wondered if there was a problem with the scholarship. Perhaps it wasn’t going to happen after all. “Yes, yes, things are fine. I just wanted to ask you something and I’m a little scared is all,” Bob ...