Assistant? - Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“What was your name again, honey?” Gene asked as they were both about to walk into his apartment.

“Me? I´m Michael.” He replied.

“Tell me, Michael, are you usually this quiet around a lady? Or is it just me?” Gene asked, kind of in a teasing way but also in a semi-concerned, semi-playful way.

He´s not, of course. However, he´s quite intimidated by her size.

The reason why he´s so quiet is because he can´t believe this is happening. Never before has he seen a woman so tall, less one that´s as sexy as Gene is.

He´s still trying to find out if this is real or if this is some sort of dream. He didn´t slip at the bar and got knocked out on the floor, right? This was not a hallucination induced by his mind drifting into sleep, right?

Well, there´s also the possibility that she´ll tie him as soon as they enter his apartment, and end up stealing his money. A woman like her, with a guy like him? He´s seen enough movies to know that, when the lady who´s out of your league comes to you at a bar, it´s mostly because she´ll want something from you.

And he wasn´t wrong about it. Not his money, she´s rich, but she´s looking for some fun.

“Oh, no. I´m… more of a chatty guy… normally.” He replied as she opened his apartment´s door.

Now, Michael doesn´t live in a fancy place. His apartment´s not located on a luxurious building downtown. He lives a couple blocks away of a new club, and it´s not even one of those private clubs.

His place, and the building, are nice, at most. But that´s all Gene needs. Four walls and a bed, that´s all she´s looking for. And a man, of course, a man with whom to do some naughty stuff. And if he lets her tease him a little, he won´t mind that.

“Normally? What does that mean, sugar? Do you mean I´m not… normal?” He had walked in by the time she said it.

And, as she spoke, she was walking in too. Only that she had to duck in order to enter his apartment. Gene was a whole foot taller than the door´s frame. There´s no way she can walk in without bending over.

Not normal? Well, he didn´t say she wasn´t normal. But we have to admit that her size is not an average size.

Her height, the size of her boobs, those legs of hers, her curves. Everything´s above the normal standards, but it´s not, by any means, something bad. In fact, those curves on hers, they are teasing him, and her imposing size, it´s making him shiver, but in the right way.

“I… I didn´t mean to… you know, you´re… normal, not like, you´re not a… a…” help? The giant lady asked me a question and now I´m too scared I´ll make her mad with my answer?

“Aww, look at you, all nervous. Is it because of my size? Please, don´t answer. I know it´s my size. But, let me tell you, I don´t think I´m a freak or anything, in fact, I love my size. And yes, I know you didn´t mean it that way, I was only teasing you a little. Sorry, but I´m feeling kind of mean today.” She smiled warmly at him, assuring him she was fine.

This was a special day, today she reached a milestone. She´s exactly two-feet taller than when she started with the treatment. Two whole feet taller than her normal self.

Before, she was just an average 5´9” woman, rich, sure, but no one knows that just by looking.

Now, everyone can tell she´s outstanding. Everyone can see how imposing she is. And how sexy.

There´s a fear people have while aging, the fear of getting old, forgotten. In Gene´s case, there was a fear of being ugly and becoming one of those old ladies who can´t tell their glory days have passed.

But now, those glory days will never pass by.

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A look at his place. She wanted to see what was she working with. Was he rich? Not quite.

Was he rising? Starting from the bottom and slowly making his way to the top? She can´t tell.

She wants to know this to be sure how eager he is. In life, how hard her works to achieve his goals, if he has any goals, if he´s a proactive person.

Why? Well, there´s a chance he´ll act the same way in bed. Gene´s a big lady, she needs someone capable of pleasing her, of satisfying her, someone who´ll try his best in order for her to be satisfied.

“Tell me, do you have a roommate, Michael?” she asked, putting her purse on the couch.

She made sure to bent in such a way that he could easily glare at her bosom. To look at and get lost on her deep valley of cleavage. On that long, smooth, line in between her gigantic breasts.

“I… I… I don´t. I´ve been living on my own for… quite a while.” He replied.

“Good, that means we don´t have to worry about being too loud, do we?” was she asking because of the neighbors? And, just how loud would that be?

Before he even had a chance to answer, she just took a step forward.

Her mighty foot made a loud sound as she stomped the floor. She was so big, so heavy, it was quite intimidating, and at the same time, arousing.

Does he like being scared? Feeling small? Probably not. Perhaps, what he likes is the feeling of knowing this tall, sexy amazon has chosen him for tonight.

She planted her lips over his. Then, she slowly grabbed him by the shoulder as her tongue made its way into his mouth.

She was passionate, he can´t deny it. Her lips were so plump, so soft, and the way her tongue moved inside his mouth. He had no control right now, but let´s be honest, when did he had it?

Tonight, he´ll be at her mercy. Tonight, the sexy amazon woman will dictate what they will do. This is not entirely his night, this is her night.

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What were the steps he was supposed to follow? What was the protocol for having sex with a tall woman?

Well, when there´s a slight difference, maybe up to four-inches, you can handle things as if you were with a tall woman, and that´s it.

Understand she´s bigger, that she might be stronger, that her legs are longer, her neck´s longer, there´s plenty more to kiss. Maybe her boobs will be huge, maybe her butt will be huge.

Now, that´s a regularly tall lady, what would be the protocol with an amazon?

And not just any amazon, any woman that´s almost two-feet taller than you should be treated like a goddess. A queen! After all, she´s queen-sized, right? Plenty more of her, longer, thicker, stronger, and she will certainly want a second round, or a third, maybe a fourth?

Her kisses were passionate. He could hardly breathe, he wasn´t sure if it was her taking his breath away or if this was the arousal taking control of his body.

Within a moment, he found himself in his bedroom.

Watching her enter a room, that was quite something. He gave steps back as he glared at her, bending over, a goddess unable to make it through a regular door. A woman that´s so much wider, but not fat, who´s so much bigger, but so sexy.

Her boobs were gigantic, her legs were so long. She was so voluptuous. So tall, so hot. Watching her was an experience like none he´s ever had. A mixture of arousal and intimidation, her movements made his heart beat faster, what will she do next? What does he have to do next?

He was taking steps back, overwhelmed by her sensuality, by her beauty and size.

Without noticing, his foot met the edge of his bed. He lost balance, stumbled and fell on the bed.

“So eager, aren´t you? Can barely wait for me to enter the room to get into the bed… that´s good.” She declared, closing the door behind her.

For a second, a second that felt like an hour, she was looking at him. With a smile drawn on her face, but her eyes can´t lie. Those luscious eyes are everything he needs to look to know what she wants.

Gene wants a lot from him, but not necessarily things he has to work hard to give her. He doesn´t need to make much of an effort to satisfy her, other than in bed, of course.

She likes her new size, she wants to brag about it a little. To tease someone, on purpose obviously.

“Well, now that we both know what we want. Why don´t we get started, hmm?” get started?

His member´s so hard now, wasn´t this started a while ago?

“Say, Michael, have you seen legs longer than mine?” she asked.

“L-longer?” He blinked, looking at her in the eyes and then at her legs, and then back at her face.

“Yes, or are mine the longest, sexiest legs you´ve ever seen? Hmmm?” So she wants to know how hot she is, that´s easy to do.

“Yes. Your legs are the longest, the thickest, the sexiest legs I have ever seen. I know you must work hard to have some legs like those.” He said.

“Like at the gym? To exercise a lot for them? Well, what if I told you I don´t? What if I told you I spend most of day sitting on my big, round ass, doing nothing. What if I told you I spend all day doing nothing, eating as much as I wanted, and still, I have these legs?” she said, pulling her dress up and showing him more.

Her sexy legs, so smooth, so sexy, his heart skipped a beat when she showed him her underwear. A tiny thong, right in between her sensuous thighs.

“You… then you must have incredible genetics…” he replied.

“Maybe…” she smiled.

The heat was on, she seemed so passionate. So luscious. That dress she wore flew through the air in just a second.

Michael´s eyes went wide as she showed off her body. Her almost naked body, covered only by the tiny thong and her bra.

He swallowed, and he swallowed hard. The dress was so tight he already knew how her body looked. At least the curves on her. But there´s nothing like watching her in her underwear. And what´s more, how will he react when he sees her naked? Fully naked…

“My thighs are pretty big, right? I mean, for an old lady like me.” She chuckled.

“Come on, you´re not old. I mean, not older than… thirty-five?” He said.

“Oh my, someone´s trying to earn some points. Well, just for that, I´ll let you touch my boobs as much as you want…” he could feel electricity rising up his spine.

She was sexy, a tease, a feast for the eyes! And also, a generous lover? Well, he wasn’t lying, Gene does look 35, and it´s all thanks to those pills…

“So, my thighs are pretty big. My hips are so wide too, and, mmm, fleshy…” she could sink her fingers on the soft flesh of her hips, the firm, yet soft, flesh of her wide hips. “Yes, my waist is so thin, extremely thin. So, I kind of get it if you think I´m working hard for this figure. But, the truth is… well, I don´t think you care for the truth, do you? No, you´re just lost on these wicked curves of mine… well, let me show you some more…

His mind was blown away when she stripped fully.

Her sex was in display, and so were her hard nipples. Her boobs were so firm, she didn´t really need a bra, he could notice when she removed it and her breasts bounced, yet, remained at the same level.

She´s the perfect goddess. Tiny waist, huge boobs, and some hips and thighs.

He was so lost in her body that he barely noticed when he got naked. In fact, he can´t even recall when she jumped into the bed.

She didn´t, jump, right? He´d know because, if she had, she would´ve squashed him together with the bed.

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The touch of her body, the softness, the warmth; the touch of her skin, so smooth.

Michael was lost in her, quite literally. Her legs hung so much past the edge of the bed, her head was above his.

“Go on, touch my boobs, feel them, caress them, I know you want. After all, that´s all you´ve been looking at all night…” he hasn´t, right?

To fondle with those breasts. Breasts bigger than basketballs, bigger than his head. They were close to beach balls! But fleshy, warm, he was able to squeeze them, to feel them, to get aroused by them.

She smother him a little, pushing herself forwards and caressing his face with her breasts.

So big, so heavy, he could easily get lost in between her gigantic boobs.

But fondling with her breasts was not the best part of the night.

She was in charge tonight. He was only doing what she allowed him to do, and to be honest, he couldn´t ask for more.

His member was so hard, and just when he thought he could burst just by touching her, she inserted his member on her pussy. Her big, fat pussy.

He could feel the heat coming out of her sex, and the pressure. Walls of flesh surrounding his member. It felt amazing.

This was all so passionate. She was just so hot.

Is she real? Were the things she said real too? There´s no way she can have such a body without working out.

Diet? Genetics? She fell from the sky? Who was she? And why did she choose him?

Michael could feel how his member reached a new level of hardness, how his balls were swelling up with cum.

She had done this, she was heating things up. Was it a spell? Or was his body just proving itself before the amazon muse?

Her touch, her words, her beauty, it was all driving him crazy.

Michael didn´t last long. She rode him for a while, and in the end, he came.

It was natural, his member exploded inside her, cum filled up her inside walls.

But Gene wasn´t done.

“Come on, Michael, can you give me some more?” she whispered, bending over and kissing him on the cheek.

So gentle, so sweet, of course he´d give her what she wants.

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Round two was a bit longer than round one.

He could feel her body, her weight, bouncing over him, over and over. The whole bed seemed to move. He was breathing in and breathing out. He´s done some running throughout his life, but he´s never been so out of breath before.

Round two flew by, and she was not satisfied yet.

Another kiss on the cheek and he was fully charged again.

What was she doing? Was this just out of pure arousal? There´s no way he can go on like this so quick!

Well, he did. Round three soon became round four, and by round five, she gave.

Finally, she climaxed. And her female juices came all over his member. He could feel the warm liquid falling at the sides of his hips, and slowly staining the bed.

“Mmm, such a good boy…” she whispered as she came off of him.

Michael was spent, he had no idea how he managed to go this far.

Ache? Well, he´ll surely be sore in the morning. Very sore, but it doesn´t matter.

Tonight, he´s a winner, tonight, at this moment, there´s nowhere else he´d want to be.

“So good…” Gene said as she drew small circles on his chest with her finger.

Michael was still trying to catch his breath, he was unable to speak at the moment. Meanwhile, Gene seemed unfazed by it all.

This only proves she´s at a whole new level.

Maybe she´ll need to be worshiped before? For the man to get her so far before they have sex?

Poor Michael, he gave his everything, and she´s just lying there, satisfied, but not tired at all.

“You´ve been so good, I wish I could give you something to help you recover…” Lots of water? Rehydration solution?

What can she do for him?

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Gene was thinking on a way to help him a little. How can she provide for him?

Run to the store to get him something? Go to his fridge and find something for him to drink and recover? He was covered in sweat, he needs to recover some of the fluids he lost.

And then, she had an idea…

Maybe it was just her day-dreaming, maybe she was just thinking nonsense. But she could feel, deep inside, that she should try.

After all, if there´s any success, then this will mean so much.

“Here…” she said, pushing her enormous tit close to him.

“Huh?” What was she doing? Was she trying to poke him with her hard nipple?

“Suck…” she asked.

Suck? He blinked a couple of times. She wants him to suck on her nipple? And why is that? What will happen when he does?

She could see he was hesitant about it, so she insisted.

“Come on, suck on my titty! Maybe you can get some milk out of me? I´m sure that it´ll help you recover.” She said.

“Milk?” He was finally able to speak again. “Are you… lactating?” he asked.

“No, not that I know, at least. But we could try. I promised you that you could fondle with my boobies. Why not sucking?” Well, why not?

He just took her tit in and sucked. He´s got nothing to lose.

Now, will her plan work? Actually not. She´s only growing bigger and thicker, there´s nothing on those pills that will make her lactate.

But they will figure it out, eventually…