1. Janette Klein (revised version)


    Date: 2/20/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Lesbian Sex, Voyeur, Author: aristidis500, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The author kindly advises that this story and its characters are entirely fictitious. It contains descriptions of exhibitionism, lesbian sex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old. Janette Klein(revised version) (A young voyeur gets help from a bisexual girl to arrange a lesbian tryst between two heterosexual colleagues.) Winter. It’s snowing outside. The streets slowly turn white. I’m on the first floor. My fingertips touch the cold glass of the balcony doors. I stare at the snowdrifts, the bare trees, the grey sludge on the narrow road below. People in dark overcoats walk past the chemist store on the opposite side. It’s late November. Christmas is around the corner. Tinsel is popping up everywhere. I feel tired, downbeat. I just needed to get away from my Mac. My eyes are hurting, my brain exhausted. Too many projects, meetings, concepts, deadlines. Hmmm? Oh, yes, I’m sorry. My name is Jonas Decker, Art Director at a small Frankfurt ad agency. I’m twenty-nine years old, university educated, dark brown half long hair, tall and slender, broad shoulders, habitually dressed in black skivvies. The agency is a small one, only ten people. Located in an old building on the first floor. White walls, stucco high ceilings, light grey carpet, modern furniture. There’s management, creative and production. I share a room with a young, female, inexperienced copywriter. She joined the agency only recently. Not ideal, but more about that later. To be ...
    brutally honest; I’m here just over a year but can’t wait to leave. This place is too stale. I’m talented. A good creative with a funny bone. I’m a nice person, but a loner, because of past circumstances. Never had a girlfriend. Girls sometimes ask me out. I turn them all down. I don’t go out. I don’t do well with people beyond business. I don’t connect. They’re alien to me. I haven’t found my place yet in this world. I’m still ‘searching’. I don’t have a sex life. It’s too much of an effort. A wank-a-week takes care of it. I’m trapped in that pattern. Lack of confidence, severe lack of skills, no motivation. As I said, I’ll be brutally honest. God, look at that snow coming down. “Jonas, hello, Earth to Jonas…” I turn around. I look into an elegant, smiling face. Perfect teeth. “Hmmm?? Oh, it’s you Janette. Didn’t hear you. I was far away.” Janette Klein. The copywriter I mentioned. Just came back from the kitchen with two coffees. We’re working on some concepts today. She’s only new at it. I do 80% of the work; she does the rest. She takes credit for the job in front of the boss. I don’t care. In a few months I will resign. They’ll find out about her abilities when I’m gone. You’ve got to hand it to her though; she is all class and style. Twenty-two, long straight auburn hair, medium height, slim, almost skinny figure with a lovely small bottom in her nicely fitted jeans. Has an engaging toothy white smile. Wears designer clothes, bought only during sales. She’s not silly. But ...
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