An Abrupt Ending
written by:
Little tommy D.

An Abrupt Ending

I have worked with Carlin Jordan for nearly nine years. She is the Managing Associate of the Vendor and Customer Service Department and that means she rides herd over a staff of sixteen, divided evenly between vendors and customers. Her work is top notch; she is well liked by her staff, highly admired by the cadre of partners and is considered a stable and steady asset to our financial services broker-dealer business concern. She is married to Kyle Jordan, a successful electrical supply company regional manager. They have been married for three years and at the present time have no children. I'm David Andrews, a Partner of the business and am the supervisor of Carlin and two other Managers. Over the years Carlin and I have enjoyed lunches together as we spoke of business plans, changes, and successes. Our families have spent cookout weekends together. Carlin is now thirty-eight years old and according to her is still not ready for changes in life brought on by a child. I am married to Jeanne, eleven years now, and we have one seven year-old son, Tucker,

Tucker and I had worked in the yard all day this pleasant fall Saturday where both of us were covered in perspiration and bits of crumbly leaves. Jeanne had come to the yard with the camera and had taken a few pictures of us toiling away, bagging leaves for the trash pickup on Monday. Jeanne convinced us to quit for the day and get cleaned up before she had dinner on the table. Neither of us resisted her suggestion. We were exhausted. After dinner I took the book I had been reading, went to the den and was reading while Tucker watched the Nick channel.

We don't have a phone extension in the den by design. The TV screen shows incoming calls and if it's one we want to take, we go to the kitchen to answer. The phone rang; I didn't recognize the number so I continued reading. I heard Jeanne say, "Oh, my Gosh, Carlin. That's terrible. Of course you can speak with David." She came flying into the room and handed me the phone as she asked, "I assume you heard that's its Carlin. She needs help."

I grabbed the phone and quickly said, "Carlin, what's happened? How can I help?"

"I hated to call you but Kyle is in California on business and someone just tried to break-in my back door. I'm locked in the guest bedroom with the lights off. Could you come over and take a look around. I'm too frightened to leave the room or turn the lights on."

They only lived three blocks south of us so I told her I was on my way. I took a flashlight and Tucker's baseball bat, jumped in the car and sped to the front of her home. I eased the driver's door closed but didn't completely engage the lock to keep the sound down. I walked to the right side of the house, followed the hedgerow to the rear and examined the gate. It stood about halfway open. I kept my back against the house as I edged toward the back elevated entrance. I stopped and listened. Nothing. I stuck my head around the corner, no one in sight. I carefully, quietly climbed the three steps up and crossed the porch. The screen door has been cut, the latch hung down against the wooden frame. The side of the door lock had been heavily damaged, probably by a crowbar as it had been wedged between the door and the frame and jammed enough to loosen the bolt. I turned the knob, used my shoulder to push against the door and easily popped the door open.

I went across the kitchen, down the hallway searching for the room where Carlin was hiding. I was calling her name as I slowly moved the flashlight from wall to wall. I heard her answer and followed the sound of her voice. I came to the closed door and lightly knocked saying, "Carlin, its David. Are you in there?"

The door swung open suddenly startling me but before I could react, Carlin was hanging on to me so closely I could actually feel her heart beating on my bicep. I put my arm around her and said, "There's no one here now. You must have scared him away before he got into the house. However, he did a job on your backdoor lock. It'll have to be replaced." I took her by the hand and led her to the kitchen, turned the light on and let her examine the door and the lock. She was still shaking so hard when she put her hand out to touch the lock that she shook it noisily with her hand. She looked up at me and said, "What can I do, David? I don't want to stay here tonight."

"Okay, I can't say that I disagree with you. Let me secure the door and I'll take you down to the hotel on Ogden. Do you have any rope or heavy twine?"

'I don't know. Come over her and look at Kyle's tools and see if there's something you can use."

I went through his tool box and no rope but I did find a roll of electrical wire that I could use. I returned to the kitchen, told Carlin to pack a few items for an overnight stay while I finished the lock. I wound the wire around the knob, tied it off, stretched it to the window and tied it to the steel curtain rod, pulled the heavy country kitchen table to the door and wound the wire around it and tied it off. I felt that it would hold as well as a new lock, at least as a temporary solution to the problem. I turned the lights off and went back down the hallway searching for Carlin.

She was in the master bathroom sitting on the vanity stool with her head between her legs. I asked if she was able to move. She weakly nodded her head and said, "I was packing when I felt faint from the fear. My nerves are shot; I'm shaking all over, David." I patted her back and said, "Understandable, Carlin. What you experienced would have scared anyone. You did the right thing by hiding in the locked room. He may have taken a few things but I doubt her could have harmed you. Can I help with the packing?"

"If you don't mind. The case is on the bed and there are a couple of items beside it that need to go in. There's my cosmetic bag on the sink."

I finished packing, went to the bathroom and helped her up. We went out the front door, she handed me the keys and I locked it behind us. Ogden was less than a mile. I went in, registered her, took her case and led her to the elevator. She was on three. We followed the directions that took us to room three-twenty-one, the end room overlooking the treed bank of the wide flowing Russell Creek that meandered though the west side of town. I closed the drapes; put her case on the suitcase rack near the closet. She was sitting on the edge of the bed when I came to say good night.

Carlin looked up at me and said, "David, don't leave yet. I'm so nerve-racked and upset over being scared half to death. I can't be alone right now."

"Okay, Carlin. I'm in no hurry. I'll call Jeanne and Tucker and tell them what happened and that I'll be a while and not to be concerned." While I made the call, Carlin removed the bedspread and stretched out on the bed after dimming the overhead lights. I hung up, started to the single chair in the room when Carlin whispered, "No, David, come sit beside me where I can feel your weight on the bed." I turned back and went around the end of the bed and sat sideways where I could see her face. When my weight sunk down, she put her hand on my right arm and said, "Much better, David. So much more comforting. Thank you."

She closed her eyes, didn't move her hand that I noticed wasn't as shaky, but her breathing was ragged, heavy, and too fast for normal. The way I sat sideways was beginning to hurt my back so I attempted to change to a position that was more comfortable. Carlin opened her eyes and said, "Oh. I'm sorry, David. Let me move over so that you have more room. As a matter of fact, lay here beside me. That would be more soothing." I hesitated thinking that what she wanted wasn't a good idea but my back was aching so I agreed. I slipped off my boat shoes and swung my legs up on the bed, sidled in close to her and felt better instantly. I closed my eyes as did Carlin. The heavy work that Tucker and I did in the yard was showing on my body as I slowly drifted away. I didn't resist when Carlin turned toward me, put her arm across my abdomen and her face on my shoulder.

My sleep was overwhelming me as my dream was filled with close up visions of pussy, men holding stiff dicks that was shooting cum at round firm asses, women with oversized tits sporting nipples of bright pink in the center of glowing dark areolas. My groin was filled with warmth that was causing me to smile when I looked down and saw a feminine hand grasping my firm shaft with her tongue circling the throbbing purple head. I was feeling so elated that I began thrusting in an attempt to get her to move her hand. My thrusts became real and when I sleepily opened my eyes, my pants and boxers were down to my knees, Carlin was totally naked, and she was the dream figure that had grasped my firm dick and was circling the head with her tongue. I started to sit up when she used her hand to push me down, saying, "No, David, no. I need to do this. Believe me, I need to do this. I want to seduce you, I need to seduce you or I'll burst from my nerves that are on edge and tingling from the fear I had today."

I looked at her hand on my dick and the look in her eyes as she stared at it. I didn't say yes, I didn't say no. I didn't say anything. What I did was to reach for her and pull her head to me and kissed her hard, hard with real passion because she had stirred the passion in me. When I released her head, she smiled, straddled me, sat on my abdomen and leaned in. She let her tits hang in my face. I was on the bottom; therefore I reached her hips and held her ass in my hands. I was gently squeezing them as she began kissing me again. She collapsed on me as her mouth closes on mine. Carlin inserted her tongue through my lips and it becomes embattled with mine. The kiss was passionate, it was real and it was splendid. She pulled away as she let one of her tits hang into my open mouth, urging me to suck the stiff nipple, letting me run the tip of my tongue around the appealing areola and then allowing me to suck the tit inside my mouth. I played with each as I swapped one tit for the other and we continued in that interplay as her tits hung at my face while she ran her hands over my chest, tweaking my nipples in return.

Taking my mouth off her tits, I reach down; pull her up so that she slid over my chest. She had sensed my intentions and she moved up over my body. I grabbed her ass and guided her pussy over my mouth and I instantly begin greedily licking to satisfy my thirst for her wetness that was deep inside her. I let my tongue reach inside her pussy to taste the salty moistness as I deeply probed her pussy walls. I backed out; moved my tongue to her clit. She reacted vigorously and I feel her grinding her hips harder on my mouth. My hands are continuously massaging the cheeks of her ass as she ground away at my face. She has her fingers pulling my hair as she struggled to retain control of her flaming body. Carlin's juices are flowing out of herslit onto my face saturating me with the taste and aroma of her pussy.

Carlin pulls away once more, but she merely switched around and pushed her pussy back in my face demanding that I start my licking again. Now she is facing my still erect dick that is bouncing against her chin as she positioned her body and hands. She gripped the shaft and enveloped the head with her mouth using the tip of her tongue to tickle the eye before swiftly, in one quick move; she swallowed the entire dick to where I can feel it pushing hard against the back of her throat.

I unconsciously utter a long low moan as Carlin eagerly worked the length of my dick with here wet warm mouth sliding up and down the shaft. She moved her right hand to the base of my dick and then she alternated her hand with her mouth using an easy rhythm in the strokes. Her left hand has my balls in the palm and she is tenderly rolling them against each other as her hand keeps them warm. She is constantly moaning as my tongue doesn't hesitate in its licking of her pussy.

Even though our play is satisfying to both of us, she is looking for more. By her actions it is obvious that Carlin is waiting for the full length of my dick inside her pussy, filling it wall to wall, and stirring herr juices into foam. She rises up, turns again and then she mounted me by grabbing my dick and guiding it so that it is poised to where it is touching the lips of her pussy. In a surprise action, she grabs the shaft and rapidly rubs the head against her clit. Her head flies back; she rubs, rubs, and rubs because the stiff dick feels creates sensational feelings as it stimulates the nerves in your pussy. She looks down and says, "The tingle is so exciting I want much more of it."

I reach and take my dick in hand, push on her shoulder and she guides the head of my dick inside of her. I move my hand and she sits all the way down on it, taking the full length inside her wet, warm pussy. She has engulfed it, the wetness is the lubricant and she starts riding me. Carlin clamps her teeth together and begins grinding her hips back and forth so that my dick moves within her and her clit is being stimulated with each movement. She stays like that, riding me, -sometimes rising up the full length before she slams back down hard in one movement. She starts moving her hips up and down so that I slide rapidly out and then back inside of her. As she continues fucking me like this we are both highly turned on as my dick remains iron rod hard inside her and she has achieved the foaming of her juices. At the juncture where our bodies are joined, I am covered not only on my dick but on my thighs and legs as her fucking draws the foaming juices out of her pussy.

I no longer want the bottom position so I lift her off and place her on her knees. She is now bent over, her head resting on the pillow and she is heavily panting in anticipation. I crawl behind her, I admire her beautiful round, firm ass and I tell her that I love the way the lips of her pussy peeks out at me from under her asshole. Just staring at her ass and the lips slightly hidden is a huge turn-on and had I not already been hard, I would have become hard instantly. I'll remember this sight for a long time to come. My dick is still hard, swollen from the prior play and I move forward and push it against her. The way she's positioned makes it easy for me especially when she spreads her legs even farther apart. I put my hands on top of her ass and squeeze as I slide my dick all the way inside of her once again.

I thrilled at the gasp she made when I the hit the bottom of her pussy and filled it tightly. She groaned and pushed backwards to get the feel of my dick even more. She urges me as far inside as I can possibly get. To toy with her, I pull back to where only the head is still inside. This was exciting because it encouraged her to keep pushing backwards against me and with that we were fucking each other at the same time. I loved having my hands on her ass, the feel of her softness, the glow of her body. Carlin was sex personified. There is a sense of tension in her because I am not filling her any longer. She wants me to pound my dick into her harder and I also have come to want that feeling. I glide back inside her and we are in rhythmic concert in our fucking. I am building to where I will no longer have the will to keep from Cumming. She is also near the point of no return. I feel her body begin to jerk, her breathing is rapidly increasing. She grabs the pillow and pushed her face deep into it as she permitted herself a muffled scream as her orgasm hit at the same time I pulled out and sprayed my cum on her beautiful ass. I reentered her and gave my dick the luxury of emptying itself inside the deep crater of her magnificently talented pussy.

Carlin rose from the pillow, stared at me, look down at my drooping dick with drops of cum surrounded by her foam, and shouted, "Oh, my God, David. What have we done? This is terrible! What caused us to get into a fucking frenzy?"

"Carlin, I was napping when you started playing with my dick. I woke up and you were naked, sucking the head. I only reacted to what you wanted me to do."

She fell back on the bed, wailed at me, "The fright must have caused me to lose my mind. I don't even remember us having sex. We have broken all rules! I think you had better leave. This is just earthshaking for me. Please don't ever mention this to anyone, promise me."

"Carlin, you know me better than that. I would never break the confidence of this evening. I'll assure you no one will ever know. I don't want to upset you any more than necessary, but I want you to know that I was honored that you wanted me. It was a grand evening with you. I'll get dressed and leave now. I think that you will be safe at home tomorrow and Kyle will be back for the evening and night. I'll come by at ten and take you home."

I quickly dressed and as I started out the door, I said goodnight. She didn't answer. She was busy with a damp washcloth getting my cum off her gorgeous ass. Before I closed the door, she yelled, "Just a minute David." She came to me, put her arms around me, looked up and said, "I'm sorry for being so harsh. It's been a bad day for me. I appreciate your coming to my rescue. Before you go I want to express how I feel so that you don't think badly of me. I do hope that you felt elated and satisfied with our evening. I must have unconsciously wanted you because I admire and respect you. Forgive me for my actions today, please."

"Carlin, thank you for telling me your feelings. Although there's nothing to forgive, I do forgive you. Just so you know, tonight was one of the unexpected real joys I've had in life. I regret that it ends so abruptly since we were so good together. You be ready at ten, I'll be here and we'll have breakfast before I take you home." She tiptoed and gave me a kiss on the cheek as she said good night. I smiled all the way home.