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Former Playboy Playmates Part 1: Stephanie's Move

Date: 7/1/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Group Sex, Interracial, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Threesome, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 86.4, Source: sexstories.com

pretending to be upset by finding the mystery woman in her place. Stephanie giggled once more, “I’m uh, I’m Miss Stephanie.” “Mister Bob didn’t tell me he hired an absolutely gorgeous blonde as his new assistant! My goodness…” Fat Rob trailed off, cocking his head to get a better look at Stephanie. “No, no, Janet is still here. She’s in the restroom!” Stephanie explained while blushing. It was the first time she noticed a man checking her out in a very long time, not to mention, one doing it so blatantly. “Ah, I see, I see. Well I must say Janet has some lovely friends. She must hang around many young ladies like you. You a college student?” Fat Rob asked. Stephanie burst into laughter, “No! I’m an old lady!” “Old lady? What are you, 28, 29, 30? That’s not old Miss Stephanie!” Fat Rob said, a knowing smile coming across his face. Stephanie cleared her throat, “I’m 48 Mister, what should I call you?” “I don’t give my name to liars. I don’t like being lied to,” He said with another smile, knowing she wasn’t lying about her age. Fat Rob sat on the edge of Janet’s desk, smiling down to Stephanie. She stole several glances at the large black man sitting near her. He was wearing a very nice black suite, with a solid red tie, on a darker red shirt. His fingers were adorned with rings, and he was wearing a gold wrist watch on his right arm, he also smelled amazing. His cologne caused Stephanie’s eyes to flutter. She also noticed how wide his shoulders were. He had a slight belly, but ... this man didn’t appear fat, just large and bulky. He was eyeing her, not even attempting to conceal the fact he was staring at her chest with a smile on his face. It excited Stephanie. Stephanie cleared her throat and shook herself out of her trance, “Well my driver’s license says I was born 48 years ago, so perhaps I’ve been lied to,” she said quietly. “Well either way, 48, 30, you are stunning. I go by Fat Rob,” He answered. “Well that’s not very nice,” Stephanie replied with a playful pout. “You aren’t fat. You’re,” She paused looking over his hulking frame once more, “mountainous if anything.” Fat Rob chuckled, “Thanks.” Their eyes met once more and for a second they said nothing. They were interrupted by the sound of his cell phone ringing. Fat Rob glanced at it and declined the call. “Listen, I have to go, but I would love to take you to dinner tonight.” “Oh, I uh, I’m not sure,” Stephanie replied. “A nice dinner at a nice restaurant, that’s all.” “Well,” Stephanie looked to the side, thinking about her moving situation. She was leaving in a few weeks. She wondered what harm it could be to go out to dinner with someone who seemed nice, though a bit sleazy. She recalled Fernanda moaning in ecstasy earlier, blushing inwardly at the thought of herself receiving a little of that before she moved. She pushed thoughts aside and shrugged. “A woman as lovely as you deserves a nice night out every once in awhile. That’s all,” Fat Rob smiled warmly and shrugged, as if it was all ...