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To: All employees
From: USSure Board of Directors
Re: Holiday surprise
The Board of Directors wishes to announce this year’s winner of the Employee Holiday Drawing. Our congratulations go to Cindy Smith of our Centerton office. She and a guest will receive round trip tickets to any location in Europe plus $250 per day to help offset lodging and meal expenses for a three week vacation. Congrats Cindy.
We also want to thank everyone for all the hard work performed on behalf of the company. In addition to any year-end bonuses or raises, the board has authorized a $1000 VISA gift card be made out to every employee and manager.
Have a wonderful holiday season and a Happy New Year.
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Cindy could hardly believe it when she logged in Tuesday morning and read the announcement twice to confirm she was indeed the winner of the drawing. She was amazed a mere five-year employee was able to win such a wonderful prize. What she also couldn’t have imagined was how her coworkers responded to the news.
First was her PA Suzanne who came running in a few minutes later. “Cindy, did you see the news? Isn’t that great, you lucky bitch!” she laughed.
“Yeah, Suze, I can hardly believe it myself. How could I, with just five-years, get so lucky?”
“I understand they include every employee who has been with the company for at least a year, so you qualified. Where you gonna go?”
“Oh, I haven’t even thought about it yet. I’ll need to talk with Ted and see what he’d like to do. I bet he wants to go to Sweden and look at all the blonde beauties there, but I’m thinking the Med is more interesting.”
“Oooh, the Riviera! That sounds so nice. Or even along the Adriatic. Oh, you’re so lucky.”
“Yeah, I agree. I guess we’ll just have to plan a bit and decide.”
Later she received several congratulatory emails and calls from her coworkers, many of whom gave her recommendations as to where she should consider going. Eventually, the excitement died down and she was able to get back to work.
She decided to not tell her husband until they got home. That evening she left work a few minutes early and quickly prepared a nice meal. When he arrived, there were lit candles on the dining room table and the overhead lights were off.
“What’s up, Honey?” he asked as he surveyed the scene.
“I have a big surprise for you. Glass of wine?”
“Sure. Uh, get a raise?”
“Nope. Something more fun, though.”
“What?”
“Have a seat. Our dinner will be ready in five minutes.”
“Cin, what’s going on? You’ve got me worried.”
“Relax, Ted, it’s all good news. How was your day?”
He recounted a fairly boring list of activities as he drained his wine. She then smiled and invited him to the table. After they had finished most of the meal and another glass of wine, she decided to tell him the news.
“Honey, are you ready for the surprise? It is a whopper!”
“OK, so I’ll bite. What is it?”
“Your wife won the USSure annual employee drawing!”
“What’s that?”
“Every year they throw all employees’ names into the hat and draw out one for a big prize. And I won it!”
“What’s the prize?” he asked with excitement in his voice.
“Your wife, along with a guest, will be traveling to Europe for three weeks karaman escort next year! And they’re paying the airfare and giving a daily allowance of two hundred and fifty bucks!”
“Oh, Cindy, that’s great! Where will we go?”
“Uh, I’m not sure you’ll be going with me,” she teased. “Maybe I’ll ask Jennifer to go with me.”
“Oh, no you don’t!” he laughed. “I insist on going with you.”
“I don’t know. Jennifer is a great gal, could be a good travel companion. Maybe we could find us some nice Italian men…”
“Wait a sec! You’re actually thinking of leaving me here!” came his exasperated voice.
With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, “No, Silly, I’m just kidding. I’d love to go with you. But somewhere around the Mediterranean would be a good, don’t you think? Interested?”
“Sure! You won it; you choose. So, when do you have to go?”
“There is no specific time, I have a full year to pick from. How about summer?”
“That would be the best for me. I don’t have to teach summer school next year, so I’ll be free.”
“Great, let’s start to looking at things and come up with a plan. Why don’t you look up Italy and I’ll check out France. Oh, Honey, it’s going to be so much fun.”
Over the next few weeks they each spent time online looking up places to visit. While discussing things together they decided they’d most like to really get to know a few places intimately rather than do a big tour and France was their preferred destination. They penciled out a week in Paris and two weeks in southern France along the Riviera. They also chose July, preferring to avoid the worst of the crowds in August. The final details would be settled over the next few months.
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Their jet flew out of JFK on a beautiful July evening. They flew through the shortened night and arrived at Orly in the early morning, local time. Once on the ground they taxied for what seemed like hours until they reached the terminal. Eventually they made their way through customs and immigration before traveling to the center of Paris. Once there, a taxi took them to their B the list went on and on. She realized her heart was racing, her nipples were beaded and she was getting wet! “What’s going on?” she mused to herself. “How can I be getting excited?” Those wild sexual thoughts continued to run through her mind as she sunned herself and, try as she might, she was unable to take her mind off of them. She would look around at the beach to try and distract herself, but then an Adonis with a large bulge in his Speedo swimsuit or even a beautiful woman would walk by and her mind would tear off in a new direction. “What would it be like to have him come over and take me without permission? What would she taste like and how would her screams of delight sound in French?”
After an hour or so of unrestrained mental stimulation, she had enough and knew she needed to get relief. “Uh, Sweetheart, could we go now? I’ve had enough sun for today, OK?”
“Well, sure, I guess. We’ve not been here very long, though.”
“I know, but if you come back to the room with me now, you may just be surprised. I’ve got a certain itch…”
“Well, in that case, yeah, sure, let’s head back,” he chuckled. Once back in their room, she launched herself at him as soon as the kars escort door was closed.
“Off with those trunks, NOW!” she demanded as she peeled her dripping, wet bikini bottoms from her crotch. Once Ted was stripped, she nudged him back to the bed, pushed him down and crawled on top. A few rubs of her wet slit on his cock and he was hard as a rock. “I want you in me, you good with that?”
“Of course. What’s got you all horny anyway?”
“Now is not the time for talking,” she replied as she slid down on him. He felt so good, stretching and filling her, causing her to moan with desire. She started to push herself up and down, driving her clit onto his pubic bone, stimulating herself more and more. That last hour on the beach fantasizing had been like an hour of foreplay. Never had she gotten so excited prior to sex and so, after just a few strokes and in what seemed like an instant, she crashed through a wild orgasm.
Once she caught her breath and recognized Ted had yet to come, she got off him and turned around, riding him in a reverse cowgirl. She knew he loved that position and wanted him to enjoy their time together as had she. She began to raise herself up and down again, slower this time, but still with passion and energy. Fantasies of fucking the Adonis raced through her mind but Ted’s moaning brought her back to the present. He grabbed her by the hips, thrusting up and into her as she plunged down, harder, deeper and faster. Even though she had already had an orgasm, she felt another rising from her pelvis. Her right hand reached down and rubbed her clit in time with the thrusting.
“Oh, God, yes,” she moaned as she felt herself reach the point of an inevitable orgasm and heard him grunting like he usually did just prior to his own orgasm. “Oh, yes, yes, YES,” she screamed as she fell off the orgasmic cliff and drifted down, spasming with intense pleasure. Eventually she collapsed down onto him to catch her breath. Ted gently rubbed her ass cheeks as they both recovered. She rolled off of him and turned to him to snuggle up.
“Mmm, nice,” she whispered.
“Yeah, really nice,” he responded. After a few seconds he went on, “Uh, what got into you, anyway? At one point you’re pulling your top back on and then an hour later, I’m being dragged up here for super-hot sex.”
Even though they had been married for several years, Cindy could still be a bit shy talking about sex. She hemmed and hawed not wanting to admit that somehow being topless, even for a few seconds, turned her on. “Oh, we’re on vacation and on the Med, so a roll in the hay was something that seemed right, somehow.”
“A roll in the hay? Honey, you just about raped me, not that I’m complaining, mind you.”
“Ted, Sweetie, it’s hard sometimes for me to talk about this, you know, about sex. Let’s just say I wanted you and, well, I had you. OK?”
“Yeah, OK,” he replied as he kissed her neck. “You know, what we just had was a wonderful experience. A romp like that with my wife, well, that was one of the wildest experiences of my life.”
“Yeah, me too,” she whispered back to him.
After a few minutes she giggled in his ear, “But don’t go thinking I’ll be doing that anytime soon again.”
“Why not?”
“Gotta keep things like that special, now, don’t kıbrıs escort we?”
“Honey, every time we have sex is special. I can’t believe sometimes how lucky I was to find you and convince you to marry me.”
“You didn’t have to convince me. I was hoping for months you’d pop the question. I loved you so much, just like I do now. And I’m lucky too.”
That evening they had a tasty dinner at an open-air restaurant right on a large avenue. The service was impeccable, the food was delicious and the wine was some of the best they had ever tasted. After dinner they walked hand-in-hand for over an hour along the Promenade before retiring to their room.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?” Ted asked her as they settled in.
“Oh,” she paused, “Uh, another day at that beach, if that’s OK with you?”
“Sure, let’s hit the Chagall Museum in the morning and then we can head back down. OK?”
“Yeah, that’s great. And you’ll get to see more French boobs again.”
“Now, wait a sec. You, not me, you were the one asking for another beach day.”
“Are you saying you don’t wanna see French boobs?”
“Honey, I’m a guy. Sure, I wanna see tits. But if you want to go to another beach, just let me know.”
With her mind racing about the events of the day and how excited she got, she decided to let him off the hook. After all, she enjoyed the topless beach, too. “No, Ted, let’s go back. I’m good with it, OK?”
“Sure. Wear your bikini under some nice clothes and we can head out from the museum without coming back here.”
The next morning dawned bright and sunny. They had a quick breakfast and after packing some beach gear, they headed up to the museum. Around noon they ate lunch on the museum grounds and then went down to the beach.
It didn’t seem as busy as the day prior and they did not have to walk so far to find an open area. They stripped off their clothes, applied sun cream to each other and stretched out to catch some sun. Cindy started out on her stomach and untied her bikini top while Ted lay on his back. About twenty minutes later he suggested they needed to turn over to prevent a sunburn. He rolled over onto his stomach and she rolled over onto her back. Her top was still untied and lying on her, barely covering her breasts. Suddenly, she knew what she would do. Casually she let her hand drift up, grab a string and pull the top completely free from her chest.
Cindy, little conservative Cindy from Nowheresville, Iowa, who grew up in the Evangelical First Faith Fundamentalist Church, was stretched out topless on the beach!
The sun caressed her breasts, the breeze tickled her nipples and she enjoyed every second of it. Again, she felt herself getting excited, much like the day before, first with heaviness in her pelvis and then moisture in her pussy. She peeked down her torso and realized her nipples were also erect, a sure sign of her excitement.
At first Ted did not know what she had done. He was on his stomach with his head turned away from her so he could watch the topless French girls, she presumed. Quietly she applied sun cream to the girls while secretly rubbing and squeezing her nipples. This caused her to get increasingly excited and she wondered if she could even climax doing this. Once with an old boyfriend she’d had an orgasm when he was sucking her nipples, but never since had nipple play caused such excitement. She rolled her head over and through her sunglasses saw an older man staring at her lecherously. “Oops, I guess I better stop this,” she thought to herself.