Measuring up: part 2 of four - Sex Stories

Measuring up: part 2 of four

... the slightest hint of bravado. 'Every day. At least once. Sometimes as many as four or five, depending on how much time I have.' I giggled conspiratorially. 'If you'd let me finish! It was multiple choice. I'll circle "Once per day".' 'But it's usually more than that.' 'Perhaps so, but that's the highest given option. The designer of the questionnaire obviously never imagined anyone with your sexual voracity.' He sniffed. 'Really? That's rubbish! Who designed it?' Eyes lowered, I bit my pencil then drawled. 'Me, Jake. It was me.' I circled. He parried. 'You've swapped hands.' I glanced at the pencil now quite naturally nestled in my right. 'So?' 'That's rare. Very young children do that. Grown ups very rarely.' I grinned. 'Perhaps I never grew up?' He echoed my grin. 'Then me neither. I still do it too.' As a parting shot, I coyly shook his hand and handed him a flyer. He turned it over, upside-down, then right-way-up. 'What's this?' 'If you have the time, there's a number,' my index finger hovered and pointed, 'there... where you can find out how to help us further.' 'More questions?' 'Yes, a few, but we are looking for a cross section of volunteers to try our products, test for comfort, fit, etcetera, and give us feedback.' I glanced down at his swollen crotch and chewed on my lip, 'There might be an opening for someone with your undoubted credentials.' He was hooked. 'Will you be there?' I tugged the line till the barb tore through his cheek. 'More than likely. Almost ...

... certainly. I do like to be hands-on in my work.' His pupils went supernova. My phone buzzed. 'Hello?' 'Sally?' 'Yes.' 'Hi, honey. Pam here. Just wondering how you're getting on.' 'It's going well. Feet are aching and I could do with a cuppa, but other than that...' 'We've had no calls yet, but... Oh, wait a minute. Geoff? Could you get that please, love...' There was a moment's silence then the young man with the huge bulge gushed. 'Oh, hi. I've just been given a flyer by a very attractive girl on the Tube...' He glanced up at me and winked then set his gaze on the V in my cleavage, a V I had just coquettishly both widened and deepened. In his mind, I knew his cock was marauding through that soft valley on its way to the red gash of my mouth, and I was certain that in the very near future, as he watched me wrap both around Geoff's meaty member, he would be as hard as he had ever been in his life. Job done. Pam's voice broke through my raunchy reverie. 'It's a thumbs up from Geoff. That's one in the bag. Just nine hundred and ninety-nine more to go! Keep up the good work, Sally, love. See you later.' She hung up before I could say another word. Jake was the first, the first of my allotted one thousand. Within a couple of days, my patter, my body language, my facial expressions, were honed to perfection. Everyone I approached was prepared to tell me - a total stranger - everything there was to know about when, where and how they fucked their wives, their lovers, their both. And ...