1. The Challenge 3: The Only Woman


    Date: 5/10/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Female/Female, Incest, Lesbian, Masturbation, Older Male / Female, Threesome, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    replied, chuckling slightly. “Oh. Ok I thought you were going to tell me the scholarship isn’t coming through for me,” Elle said, relieved. “Oh goodness no. You are all set. You’ll be in Charleston in the fall,” Bob reassured her. “No, my problem is that I want to ask you something. I want to offer you, well, a large sum of money to do something that you may not ever normally do.” “Um, ok,” Elle said, confused. Bob cleared his throat, reaching to rummage through a desk drawer, pulling out a box and handing it to Elle. “See that? You’ve probably seen cameras like that before. It’s kind of like web camera.” “Uh huh,” Elle nodded. Bob gulped, he was having difficulty. Elle wasn’t a woman he was sleeping with or a guy, like the young man that did yard work for him in January; she was a sweet, outgoing, smart girl. “Those cameras can be mounted in certain places. I have software that the video footage can feed into. It’s really neat.” Bob shifted in his seat, attempting to make the conversation lighthearted as he talked about the camera. He cleared his throat, “Anyway, that’s yours,” nodding to the camera. “Oh, uh, thanks?” Elle asked. Bob looked into her eyes, her lovely, light-brown, eyes. “So do you have boyfriend?” he asked nervously. An image of Ulysses from that afternoon, on top of Elle, grinding his hips, flexing his butt, impaling her flashed in her head causing her to blush, “Nah, I sure don’t.” Bob nodded, “What about your mother? She’s lovely; I’ve seen some of her ...
    work. She posed a couple times in one of the magazines my company publishes.” “Oh, no she doesn’t. Not that I know of!” Elle laughed. He nodded and stood, facing away from Elle, peering out the window behind him, seeing a couple students at their cars chatting and then driving off. Bob couldn’t do it. He couldn’t ask her, he couldn’t propose the challenge that he wanted to her. “Would you do anything to help your mother?” he asked, not turning to face Elle. “Well sure,” She answered. Bob was thinking to himself, “I have to try; I have see how this plays out.” Bob turned around and sighed, “Ok.” He reached to another drawer, pulling out an envelope. It was his plan B. He knew what he wanted to ask Elle would be difficult, he knew he couldn’t go through with it, so plan B was giving her the envelope with instructions. This was the better option. To see her face become angry with him, disgusted by him, or worse, disappointed in him, was something he couldn’t bear. They got along so well, Bob really thought she was a wonderful girl, one that fueled a few of his masturbatory fantasies from time-to-time, but a wonderful girl nonetheless. Proposing the type of challenge to her that he had planned in person was terrifying to him. The envelope would have to do. He told her to open it when she gets home. They gave each other a hug, Elle thanking him for everything pertaining to the scholarship and his advice, and headed home. Chapter 3 Elle recoiled in disgust, balling up and throwing the ...
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