Disclaimers: Yeah, you know the drill. They aren't mine, I doubt it would ever happen, but it's an interesting thought. And I can blame it all on Mindy :-)
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What a rotten day it had been. First the car gets a flat in the mud on the way to the airport. Then the flight was delayed two hours due to snow and ice. And then, the airlines lost some of her luggage when she connected in Chicago. Thank god she had a couple sets of clothes in her carry on.
Tired, cold, hungry, and most importantly horny for Duncan, Amanda raced through the Seacouver airport to catch a taxi. She gave the airline Duncan's address so hopefully her clothes would be catching up with her soon. Not that she'd need them a lot in the next few days if she had her way. And Amanda usually did.
She trotted up the stairs to Duncan's loft above the dojo and noticed something. Actually, she noticed nothing which was very odd. Granted, she didn't call to tell him she was back but she did expect him to be home. She used her key to unlock the door. Stepping inside, she looked around. Neat and clean. Like always. She chuckled.
Dropping her bag next to the bed, she decided to hop in a hot shower. Duncan should be home anytime. She had just finished towel drying her hair when she felt it. Smiling, she waited by the bathroom door and listened for the elevator gate to go up. She deliberately draped the towel low over her breasts, almost low enough to show her nipples but not quite. As the gate clanged to the top, she stepped out of the bathroom. "Hi hon. . . ." She stopped dead in the middle of her sentence. "Richie?! What are you doing here? I thought you were MacLeod."
Richie grinned, enjoying the view. "We can always pretend."
"Richie. . ." Amanda sighed. She picked up her carry-on bag. "I'm gonna go put some clothes on."
"Don't do anything special on my account."
She shook her head and went back in the bathroom. While she was horny enough to consider Richie, the mood she was in made her want a man. Someone with experience, control, stamina. She slipped into a pair of jeans and a crop top and went back out in the loft, plopping down disgustedly on the couch. "So where's MacLeod?"
Richie was in the kitchen munching on leftovers. He shrugged. "Beats me. Said something about wanting to get back to nature and that he'd be back in three or four weeks."
"Nature?? He's been dating a girl named Nature?"
Richie laughed. "No... nature as in Mother Nature."
"Oh." Amanda clutched a pillow and continued pouting. After a few minutes she couldn't handle it any more. She jumped up, put on her shoes, grabbed her coat, and headed for the door. "I'm going down to Joe's for a drink. I'll see ya later."
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Joe's was fairly quiet but then again it was in the middle of the week and most people had to work the next morning. She sat herself down at the bar. The bartender, who's name should couldn't remember, smiled at her.
"What can I get you to drink?"
"Something strong. . . something really strong."
"Uh oh. . . bad day?"
"Something like that."
He brought he back a glass from which she took a big drink. "That'll work." She took another drink as the strumming of a guitar caught her attention. She turned around and Joe was sitting up on stage. He wasn't playing a full song, just working on a chorus to one.
It's not about what you want,
it's about what she needs
she's got the whole thing covered from A to Z
she's got me wrapped up, tied up, all tangled up . . .
Amanda nearly spit her drink on the floor. Now those were some words that could be taken the wrong way. Then she noticed something. Something she had seen before but never allowed herself to admit, Joe was a very attractive man. She unconsciously licked her lips at the thought of kissing him. The beard and the mustache could be fun too, tickling in all the right spots.
Something jolted her back to reality and she realized Joe was staring back at her, his head cocked to one side. She blushed as he put down the guitar and made his way off the stage and over to the bar.
"Amanda," he smiled. "You're back." He gave her a hug. "It's good to see you."
Amanda cleared her throat. "It's uh. . . it's good to be back."
"Come on back to the office, tell what you've been doing."
Amanda got up and followed him. "How about what I'd like to do," she said to herself.
Joe closed and locked the office door after Amanda walked in. He offered her a seat on the plush couch and sat down in a chair next to it. "So where'd you run off to?"
Amanda shrugged. "Oh, I just went back east. Visited some old clubs, old friends."
"Sounds like fun."
Amanda got up and walked around Joe, running a playful finger across his chest. "Oh, it just wasn't the same without you there."
Joe looked up. He knew that gleam in her eyes. He'd seem it before when she was around Mac. "Don't you mean MacLeod?"
Amanda leaned down and whispered seductively in his ear. "No. . . I mean you. No one can play that guitar quite like you."
Joe took a deep breath. Man, she had him going good already. He shifted in his chair. "What about MacLeod? Where's he?"
"Oh," she walked back in front of Joe, "he's off playing with Nature?"
"Nature? He's seeing a girl named Nature?"
Amanda chuckled. "Something like that." She placed her foot on the edge of the chair and leaned down. "You know, I've always had a thing for a guy with a beard."
"Oh?" He shifted in his seat some more trying relieve some of the pressure in his pants. "And why's that?"
She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. She slowly sucked the lower one into her mouth and then released it. "Because they tickle in all the right places."
"Ohhhh Amanda. . ." It was somewhere between a groan of frustration and a groan of pleasure. Mac would kill him if he found out. But then again, can anyone ever really say no to Amanda?
"What's the matter, Joe?" Amanda asked with a slight pout.
"Duncan. . . he'd. . . I'd. . ."
"Don't worry about him. Just worry about me."
She grinned that wickedly playful and seductive grin so was so good at and Joe gave up the fight, deciding to enjoy the moment that just might never come again. So when Amanda kissed him this time, he kissed back. He grasped the back of her head and tilted it back, making a trail of kisses down her neck to great expanse of cleavage she was showing. He dropped his cane to the floor with a clatter and reached up with his now free hand to cup her round, firm, full breast. He nipped at it through her shirt.
"Ooooh. . . anxious are we?" Amanda winked as she stood up and pull off her shirt and pants leaving just the black lace bra and panties.
Joe leaned back in the chair. "Very nice." He reached behind the chair, adjusting the levers so that the chair reclined back to a 45 degree angle.
"I bet you got that chair just cause it did that," Amanda teased, unbuttoning his shirt.
"Could be." He helped her undo the buttons and pull off the shirt. He reached down to undo his pants.
"Ah! Let me." Amanda knelt down, slowly pushing Joe back into the chair. She then started to unbuckle his belt using nothing but her mouth. She was sure to stop for the occasion lick and nibble to his stomach. When the belt was undone, she worked on the button. As she worked on the button, she twisted and turned, rubbing her breasts against the bulge in his pants. The button came undone and she gripped the zipper in her teeth, pulling it down.
Joe moaned. Damn, she was good! She had barely even touched him and he was ready to explode. When the zipper was down, Joe shoved off his pants and pulled her up onto him. To return the favor, he carefully took the bra strap in his teeth and pulled down off her shoulder. He rubbed his beard along her arm as he kissed and licked at her. He ran his hand up the inside of her thigh to the crotch of her black lace panties. He push them aside and rubbed the outside of her wet lips.
Amanda threw her head back and moaned as she ripped off her bra.
"Now who's anxious," Joe chuckled but was silenced by the bare breast shoved into his mouth. He sucked happily on the nipple using his left hand to firmly massage the other breast while his right hand teased her clit.
Amanda reached down and began gently stroking Joe. She felt him jump at her touch and then jumped herself when she felt a finger slip inside her.
Joe shifted, allowing better access for his mouth to her other breast. He licked and sucked and bit at it with enormous pleasure. The he slipped another finger inside her, moving them both in and out and around, stimulating her on the outside with his thumb. She tightened up around his fingers are her hand tightened around his penis. "Ohhhhh, god!"
Amanda reached down and tilted his face up. "No, but close." She kissed him, their tongues sparring. She released him from the kiss and slid off him long enough to pull off her panties. Pushing Joe back into the chair, she climb up and slowly began to lower herself on to him.
Joe felt Amanda's lips slide over the head of his penis. She was wet and tight and felt wonderful. He grabbed her by the waist, moving her up and down and thrusting in and out.
Amanda raked her fingernails down his chest, leaving red trails that added to Joe's excitement. She moved herself up and down, faster and harder bringing herself and Joe to an intense climax. They both struggled to keep from moaning and screaming too loudly.
After relaxing on Joe for a few moments and sharing a few tender kisses, Amanda got up and started to clean up.
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Richie walked into Joe's bar just in time to see Joe and Amanda leaving Joe's office. They both had odd grins on their faces. Richie shook his. "Nah... not Joe and Amanda." But as he walked up he heard the last portion of their conversation.
Amanda kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, Joseph."
"You're welcome to come in my office anytime."
*** The End - Part 1***