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What Could I Do

by lucioz 07/03/13

Hi guys, sorry I have taken so long to write another 'Lisa' story. I have no excuses, so hope you like this one. This could have happened to anyone. If you have not read any of the 'Lisa stories,' I would suggest you do so first. Sorry it is so long, but please let me know if you prefer shorter ones.

For those who have not read my stories, let me explain what I look like. I am 5-9, 34-24-34, a true genuine blonde, hair which goes past my shoulders, slim ... I love to swim, scuba dive, keep fit, a non smoker, and just a social drinker. I am very outgoing, love meeting, and talking to new people, married to a husband who I love, no children, live in a small country town, in West OZ (that's Australia).

My best features, so I have been told, are my green eyes, my original blonde hair, and my bum, which with regular exercise is kept firm, and tight, along with my legs.

Some of my stories of when I was younger are true. It's very hard to get through UNI (College) if you do not have parents who can help you on the money side of things, and I did not want to work in coffee shops, which I had done before

This is what happened when the world lost billions, to greedy people, and the ordinary people had to pick up the pieces. I suppose I did not have to do any of this, but I chose to do it for others. I was thinking of the misery some people I knew would have to endure as they, like millions, could not help it.


Chapter One

"Hey Lisa," my girl Friday shouted from her office outside, "pick up the phone, Greg wants you."

Greg, along with his wife Pam, first started the business I work for, in advertising, and if you have read my other Lisa stories you would see that I have been pretty successful at selling. I have to admit that I have enjoyed it along with my husband, who has always wanted to see another man have me, which they certainly have. So Greg and Pam asked me if I wanted a partnership in the business, which of course I jumped at, and it has made my husband and I very comfortable, being able to put the kids into a private school, and invest in other properties. So at this point in time we did not have any money problems, until the world money market collapsed.

So I picked up the phone, "Hey Greg, what's happening?"

"Could you come here and see us, I have some great news, for you."

I quickly put the phone down, wondering what it could be, all sorts of things running through my head. What with the way the market was going, and thousands of people losing their money in the world crash. Thank God we had put most of our money in property, but then again thinking of what some of the people renting our property were going through, I felt real sorry for them, as their husbands might lose their jobs, then what would their children do.

The door to Greg's office was open as it always was, it's a policy of his, and I have modeled myself on a similar approach to staff relations.

I went straight in, seeing his beaming face, with Pam sitting there smiling.

"So what do you have to be so happy about?" I asked smiling too.

"Well, you know that big contract you have been chasing?"

"Yes," I replied.

I had been chasing a big contract for a few months, flying over to see Derrick, the guy in charge, the owner of the business, whom I had got on very well with. He was older than me, around his late 50's, about the 6ft mark, slim. His wife was the same, but never seemed to relax, she always seemed on edge, I wondered what was going on between them. At times I thought she wanted to talk to me, 'woman's talk' as we got on quite well.

I thought back to the time when I had met with Derrick, and his wife, Paula. I had taken my husband along with me, just to make it a bit of a break away from the kids, and give us some time together. They had taken us out for dinner, and we had all danced together. As my husband danced with Paula, I danced with Derrick. Now I don't know if it was because he'd had a few drinks, but when the music slowed down, he seemed to pull me into him, and I could feel his manhood, and felt his hands slip down near my bum, gently pulling me onto him.

I looked up at him, but he just smiled. At one point, he commented on my bottom, telling me 'how firm and tight it seemed.' I was wearing a fairly tight light blue dress, which clung to my bum, which I have been told, is one of my best features. I only wore a very small light blue thong beneath it, the same colour as my dress ... I could not wear panties for you would have seen the panty line and that would have spoilt the effect of my dress. It was one that my husband had picked out for me, with no back, so I could not wear a bra, and it was tight across my breasts, and made my nipples stick out, which he loved. It had small thin straps over my shoulders and that showed off my tan, which was all over, for I love to lay in the sun nude if I can. Sometimes, if my husband wants me to, I just wear a very small thong, which barely covers my pussy, so that I have little white lines, on my belly, and on my bum, as I am completely shaved, have been for quite awhile, it also feels cleaner.

I knew why he picked it because he loves other guys looking at me. I could feel guys looking at me, which every girl enjoys, and he has hinted when we have been having sex, how much he would love to watch me with another man, black if possible. It has been one of his fantasies that we talk about, when having sex, he loves me to tell him what it feels like, having a big black guy pushing his big thick, black cock into me. He has read one of my Lisa stories and it makes our sex very hot. I have watched porn movies with my husband, and have seen how big and thick most of the black guys seem to be ... it has made me so horny at times. When I am alone, or just driving, I think of some big thick black stud between my thighs, really giving it to me. I have often wondered what it would be like, with a big black guy, on top of me, going so deep inside me, I wondered about the girls who made those movies, how did they feel afterwards, would they be able to feel a normal size cock?

I guessed that Derrick would love to get his hands on me, because each time that I have met him in his office, I have always worn a tight skirt that has a small slit at the side, with black hold-up stockings. Whenever I have crossed my legs, I can see him try to see what might lie between them. Sometimes when I feel a bit sexy, I cross them more slowly, feeling his eyes burning on my legs, hoping to see what I have on underneath, or even just my bare leg, above my stocking tops.

I always wear high heels, which tightens up my bum, and makes my long legs look longer. Standing at 5-9, making sure he has seen my bum with no panty line, and have even left a button or two undone on my blouse, so that he could see down into my breasts that are encased in my half-cup uplift bra. They looked ready to be held, and kissed ... he has commented many times how sexy I look, and that he thought I would be very demanding in bed, and I have just replied, "Hey you could be right," with a mischievous smile on my lips.

So thinking back to that time when we had gone out to dinner with Derrick and Paula - as I say, I had taken my husband – I remembered pre dinner with my husband in our hotel room. After I showered, I walked into the bedroom and saw what my husband had laid out for me that night. I looked at him and asked, "Do you want me to get raped wearing that?"

"Oh god Lisa, I would love watching you get gang banged, taking 4 to 5 well hung guys at once, that would make my day, do you think you could manage it?"

Knowing his fantasy, I fuelled it some more, "Oh god yes, that would be very nice, even if they were all black guys, with huge black cocks, they would make me scream." I watched his eyes light up, saw his hand go down to his hardening cock.

"Hey, you better leave that for now, I have to get ready," I said giving his cock a squeeze, "make sure that is ready for later," which it was, thinking back to it now.

So yes, I remembered Derrick, for this contract would help us get through the bad times that we knew where coming up. This would really make us, we just had to get it, I thought that I would do whatever I can to get it.

I picked up my phone to ring Derrick, hoping that accepting our deal was what he wanted me for, to go there and sign the contract. I even crossed my fingers for the first time in my life, and I am not the superstitious type.

After a few rings, I was about to give up, he must be out of his office, and then I heard a breathless voice say "Derrick here, how can I help you?"

"Hi Derrick it's me Lisa, hope you have not forgotten me?" I said in a joking manner.

"Now how can I forget someone as sexy and beautiful as you?" he replied.

I started to laugh, remembering how he touched me as we danced, feeling him pushing his manhood onto me, which I had to say, felt quite large.

"Well you never know, with all your girls chasing you."

"Oh, I wish," he said, "no, you are the only one for me."

The way he said it got me really wondering what he had in mind. I was soon to find out.

"Well," said Derrick, "how are things going for you with this downturn?" he asked.

"To be honest Derrick, things could be better, even though we have some things put away, they are not paying like they should be, it's going to be hard."

I was meaning the houses that we have, they are all fully occupied, but with this downturn, a few of the tenants are struggling to pay their rents. They have been good over the years so we would not like to put them out, they all have children, and they have promised to catch up on the rents when thing get better. Even if we wanted to sell them, we would find it hard to get what we paid for them, so rather than letting them sit empty, and getting trashed we have said okay, as long as they can pay the power bills. They are all happy with that, and I would not like to toss them out on the streets with their kids. I would not be able to handle that myself, I would feel awful doing that.

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