Mutuality

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Holly

For LL in the UK

I do believe that I promised some blogs wholly devoted to individual women in my life LL. Here's the first.

Her name is Holly and she is American. The year is 2016 and the location is somewhere in Pennsylvania. Her home in fact. Believe it or not we met through business. That first meeting took place in New York City in the offices of one of my bankers. When you are in joint control of a conglomerate of companies as I was then, along with Ash earlier before her death, you have several bankers and indeed other professionals - lawyers, real estate agents, accountants etc etc.

The purpose of the meeting in the banks M & A section (mergers and acquisitions) was to settle the final details of the purchase of Holly's father's company. Her father was ailing at that time hence te decision on disposal. Holly along with profession advisors represented her dad at the meeting. While I like to drive a hard bargain I am also fair and there was no way I intended to rip Holly's family off.

The deal was done by late morning and all parties shook hands, with the advisors leaving fairly promptly afterward. Coffee with the bank guys followed and Holly stayed on now the business was done. Around midday we took the elevator down to street level and Holly and I walked out onto Wall Street. She seemed reluctant to just go so while she hesitated, I asked if she was hungry. She said yes and I replied that's settled then let's go to lunch. I hailed a cab we got in and headed to one of my favorite restaurants in the Big Apple LL.

We had lunch returned to her car and I saw off on her drive back to Pennsylvania. About an hour or so at that time of day. Deal done I popped into our New York office and after that headed for my apartment.

Naturally, it didn't end there LL, otherwise how would I have gotten the shots below...

Her father having sold their business to us, Holly had been deprived of her role on the board of that company. Whilst I considered her rather young to take on her father's seat as CEO. I gave it some thought over the following week then called her. I put a proposition to her LL - no not that sort of proposition and she told me she would mull it over and let me know in the following couple of days.

Under two days I received a call from Holly agreeing pretty much to what I had proposed with a tweak on income and bonuses. She invited me down to Pennsylvania to tie things up. I drove down the following day. It was during that visit that things took on a wholly different slant. Yes, we complted the business stuff LL, but then I was asked to stay over at her home. She had horses too. Not as many as I do but a few in several paddocks. Once I had agreed to stay we walked down that morning and took up the classic stance of leaning on the post and rail fence swapping notes about the different horses. By then it was late morning and Holly had some lunch lined.

I had headed out on I-78 fairly early that morning and apart from coffee and a pastry had eaten nothing. I was ready for lunch by midday. After lunch it soon became apparent that Holly was after a little more than just me chatting about horses and the price of feed. As you know, or should, I rarely travel without my camera (s).

We had been getting along well considering one I was a lot older than Holly (32) and two we owned her father's company, even if she was (and still is) CEO. I think our nearly seven year friendship started that day LL. In fact, I am sure it did. I slept there that night, no one crept into my room and I didn't creep into Holly's room. That lasted until dawn when Holly came into my bedroom fully dressed with coffee. I sat up, bear in mind I was naked under the covers, keeping my lower half covered.

Holly said to enjoy my coffee - she was off to attend to her horses. I was up and showered when she returned but not fully dressed. She walked into my bedroom, unannounced. I had heard her return to the house a little earlier, but she hadn't called out or anything so I took my time. I guess she must have gone to her bedroom at the other end of the house because when she walked into my bedroom all she wore was some rather nice underwear and hold ups - it was early Fall.

Having seen my camera's the day before and liked the shots I took of several of her horses her supposed purpose of appearing as she did was for me to photograph her in various sets of underwear. That didn't happen. Only one set was shot and that didn't stay on long either LL. Having met Holly in the boardroom in New York, it was hard to reconcile that image in my mind with the one before me that day in 2016.

Her hair was down, where before it had been up and was cascading around her shoulders. She had make-up on, on both occasions LL but somehow, combined with the fact she only wore a bra and panties and pull ups, even that seemed sexier.

It would have been quite natural to think that in making herself available as she surely was, in some way was also a cynical attempt to gain some advantage in my/our companies. I say our because although overall I am the major shareholder through Ash’s share bequeathed to me, Tom and Brad also hold stock and one sits on the board. IT wasn’t cynical at all on her part. She said and I knew it stemmed from genuine affection and attraction (I still look pretty good LL and nearly seven years ago, even better).

That day in 2016 was quite a physical one especially in Holly’s bedroom. The photos below are in no particular order but certainly demonstrate Holly's abandon when it came to her sexuality. She had no qualms posing as she did below, even though to be frank we hardly knew each other. We certainly knew each other intimately by the end of that afternoon.

The photos below precede, but only just our first coupling, LL. Ten years more or less after we parted and there I was up in Pennsylvania (and up in Holly) making love to a much younger woman than you. Let's think you were nearly fifty nine ten years ago and Holly was in her early thirties. You said I would land on my feet after you. I did that before you left and have been doing so ever since.

Sex with Holly.

Perhaps I should describe how it went LL. After all I have kept notes on every woman I have had, including you - you can rest easy they are quite secure - so I will set out how it all went.

Holly was eager, dare I say ‘hungry’ that afternoon. I had no idea whether she had a ‘significant’ other or not and all she knew about me was that I was widowed (the second time). WE got down to it, or Thayer Holly was down and wanted it….badly. MY interest in her lovely body was more than apparent being erect as it was. All her posing had not only made me erect but it had made her wet LL. As she arranged herself on her bed her legs opened and closed giving me sight of her pussy opening and showing pink and then when she moved her legs closing again. Almost winking at me

She has and had nice breasts. See the photo immediately below. I suggested she shuffle toward the edge of the bed so her legs dangled over and I could stand between them. Holly did just that…another glimpse of the pink interior of her pussy was granted before she pulled her legs up and apart. My cock nestled its tip on her opening as I took her breasts in hand, both hands in fact. I felt her wrap her hand around my member at that point LL and slowly brush it to and fro between the lips of her vagina, making it wetter by the minute. I was enjoying that sensation and caressing and squeezing her tits.

Her nipples were erect and I decided it would be nice to suck on them for a bit. And so leaned over her lovely body. I could feel her warm thighs either side of my lower body as my lips found her right nipple. I flicked it with my tongue. It hardly moved. I flicked it again and it seemed even harder…like me. Holly had taken to using my erection to rub her clit, so while I had my head buried in her boobs she was moaning and moaning, then whimpering as she tried to make herself come. I have had enough women LL, to know when some nearly get there, but can’t quite make the final furlong without some help.

I stopped my sucking, nice as it was, on her breasts, which were now quite engorged. I’m not sure what she thought when I drew back from her. I did notice her arms were outstretched briefly as though she wanted me to stay where I had been. I remained between her legs looking down at her, breast engorged and legs apart, then I knelt between her thighs. By then Holly had realised what I was doing….’ Oh yes please…hurry’, she said ... LL.

Head buried between her thighs I easily located my destination and straight away started licking, flicking and sucking. Holly started writhing and her moans and whimpers returned, followed quite soon after by her screaming as at last she reached her climax. I had made sure that her clit was well and truly erect and fully serviced. The result was before my eyes as I knelt back on my haunches. She oozed her cum between quivers of her body and her pussy LL. Next thing was she couldn't wait to have me inside her.

She hadn't moved (much) from the edge of the bed, so I lifted her legs and taking my erection in hand placed it in her entrance. Even after coming she was a little tight for my thickness so it took a few seconds for me to enter her fully. Then it was easy with the lubrication she had provided. I used my arms to hold her legs back and apart and slapped against her pussy with my groin nice and regularly. I could have kept that up, and myself up, for ages. Holly although just smiling up at me to begin with and enjoying our 'connection', undoubtedly wanted to 'get there'.

She signalled that by thrusting toward me as best she could in her position. I took the hint and thrust faster, then slower, then faster, fully in and then almost fully out. On the inward thrust I hit her clit as best I could but toward the end of her climb towards her second orgasm, I let go her left leg and used my thumb on her clit bringing her all the way to the edge...or brink. That was accompanied by her moans and shouts as she nearly made it. I was a real tease LL. I pulled her back from tipping over and coming twice before I rented and made her come.

That face that had been smiles at the beginning was now flushed and the look on her face had changed to a wide eyed open mouthed visage as she felt the rush, quiver cramping of her climax. For me it is always satisfying to see a woman come like that and indeed come. It gives me a sense of achievement. Even better when I come with her. That was not my plan that day.

I withdrew she reached out and wanted me by her side on the bed. I wanted her in my arms as well, to caress and cuddle until she calmed from her experience.

'My God, Peter, I had no idea you were going to be that good. What you just did for me was wonderful'.

Quite an accolade LL, from a woman who had just had her family business taken over and then she herself taken. To say she enjoyed having sex with me was it turned out an understatement. The woman who I had met in the boardroom at the bank in a black pants outfit looking all severe, plain-ish and businesslike had transformed before my eyes and camera.

WE made love twice more that afternoon. I didn't have to make her in any way at all, despite the fact I hadn't come after our first intercourse. She straddled me as soon as she had recovered. Worked my cock back up to a full erection and then settled herself on it. Immediately rocking and pumping. I let her have her head (or rather my 'head'!) allowing her to do all the work while I enjoyed her lovely breasts. She pounded up and down, rocked to a fro cried out, moaned, panted and eventually made herself come a third time. Not so much in the way of juices on this occasion, but she had been quick and I still hadn't peaked

She collapsed on me breathing hard while I held her and she stayed with her breasts spread on my chest and my cock still inside her.

Holly eased herself off me after several minutes of regaining her breath and I rolled her onto her back. She knew I hadn't come and that fact we talked about while laying side by side. She said after such great sex with me did I want more photos of her. I said I did and picked my camera up again after having Holly on her bed twice....so far.

She rolled onto her tummy and started displaying her pussy to me as a come on for another bout of sex. Holly really did surprise me with the way she showed herself to me so intimately...and I wasn't easily surprised in that area.

A few shots and I found myself pulling her gently to the edge of the bed again but this time entering her from behind. Despite having cleaned herself up a bit once I was between those vagainal lips I was able to slip into her easily. My urges got the better of me on this occasion a half hour after the last sex, and I just fucked her for all I was worth. Not holding back at all in any way. The break must have done something for me as instead of coming immediately as I had half expected, I was able to keep going and going.

Holly moaned, she shouted, she looked around at me several times. I was wondering if it was going to happen soon. I knew I would come, I always do, but I could see Holly was getting tired - it was in her voice and the look on her face. Just when I though 'Damn this isn't going to happen, it did'.

I felt it start its journey from my groin rushing along my erection and in an instant of personal gratification dumping my full load inside Holly. She convulsed. Not because I came, but because she did at almost the same moment. Some sort of trigger that had been set off. I felt quite euphoric at the feeling I enjoyed and so did Holly. Once again she sang my praises saying that coming together as we had, never happened to her before and she felt fantastic and the sex we had was out of this world.

We spent many a happy time in my apartment in NYC or at her place in Pennsylvania LL over three years from 2016 to 2018, not all of it in bed, of course, but enough to keep our hunger for each other alive. Holly married and now some four years later I hear things are not all roses. Whether the marriage lasts, I'm not sure, but if it's not right she should end it. Holly knows that and she knows she can unload on me as many have before...including you...or have you forgotten?

Have a nice day ma'am

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity. All photos are copyright. ©

Sunday, November 20, 2022

Sarah

For LL in the UK

This is the second blog of an individual woman as promised LL. It may be that it is because I like brunettes that Sarah bears more than a passing resemblance to Holly in my previous blog.

However, they were separated by continents and years in the pantheon of my encounters, escapades, call them what you will.

Sarah was thirty four when these photos were taken and she lived quite close to me, when I lived in Norfolk (that seems an age away now...and a continent!) I met her in the car park of the Canary and Linnet pub where I took you a couple of times. When not entertaining you and obviously not in your neck of the woods I would go there on the odd evening when I didn't feel like cooking. Opportunities for me with women arose all the time LL, without me getting anywhere near trying. That was the case with Sarah.

I don't think she frequented that pub regularly as I hadn't seen her there before, but I did that evening in 2004. I had hardly noticed her inside as I was in the habit of reading while finishing up on my meal. AS I was leaving around mid evening I saw a lady trying to get into her car. She seemed to be having trouble negotiating the driver's door.

I walked over and asked the lady if she was OK. She staggered slightly and ended up in my arms with her head laying on my shoulder. She had more than enough to drink. I told her so and she didn't argue. I said I would drive her home. She didn't argue. After a little interrogation I managed to get her address from her LL.. It reminded me of the state you had been in a few times after drinking too much.. I helped her into my car, pulled her skirt down, which had ridden up a fair bit and then took her car keys and locked her car.

My good Samaritan streak coming out in me I guess, LL. I certainly had no other thoughts other than to get her home safely. I told the landlord what I was doing and they confirmed the car would be fine left there. I drove her home. Another small village without street lighting. I eventually found her place. Although I had talked to her on the way there she had kept nodding off. I woke her and eventually she produced her house key from her purse (handbag). I got her inside sat her down on her couch and sat with her a short while.

She thanked me and also apologised. I told her to lock her door and I would come by in the morning to take her back to the pub for her car. I told her on second thoughts I would make that late morning, given the fact she was still far from sober.

Come the following day LL, I retraced my steps to her home where she was waiting for me. I walked up to the door was about to press the door bell and the door opened. A completely different Sarah stood there ready to go. I wouldn’t say she was dressed to kill LL, but what she wore was fairly figure hugging. She looked quite fetching. This time she got in my car (the silver Lexus - this was 2004, post March) unaided. Sarah said she remembered little of last night apart from my telling her to lock her door. I asked if she made it to bed - she had, in the end.

Then she said she owed me an explanation. I told her only if she wanted to - all I was doing was helping a lady in ‘distress’. Sarah explained her partner of some years standing had left her for another woman. She had tried to get him to return, but without success. Eventually, she had turned to drinking her emotions into oblivion, including eating out at the pub and drinking her way through the evening. All of which she apologised for during the twenty minutes it took to drive her to the pub to collect her car - a VW Golf, by the way LL. It sort of suited the Sarah I came to know fairly soon after.

Fast and furious.

We had exchanged contact details in the pub car park, although I guessed that was probably just a courtesy and a desire to want to stay in touch, but not much more. Of course I thought she was attractive at that point, but nothing more, given she was only thirty four. I’m not sure why back in those early days I sort of shut out the possibility of being with women of that age, because it all changed in fairly short order. The episode with Sarah took place in late May 2004, so it was indeed early days in my sexual exploits. She was among the very first of the younger women LL.

Now, I guess it is not difficult to understand why I was drawn to women like Sarah, given what you had been up to behind my back. Not difficult for me to understand and maybe not for you either.

I didn't hear from Sarah for a couple of days. I had helped her home on the Monday of that week after getting back from you. She asked me to go over to her place on the Wednesday afternoon which is how these photos came to be taken...along with Sarah. She turned out to be one very sexy lady. It became obvious in fairly short order LL that Sarah wanted to reward me for being her white night two days before. That is not to say she didn't get her satisfaction from our coupling.

When I arrived she was wearing a cotton dress, bare legs and as far as I could make out the usual items of underwear. The cotton dress was above the knee and so as I watched her make tea for both us, I was able to appreciate her long legs and her figure outlined under her dress.

We sat at her island unit. She had one even back then and the house was hers, not her ex-partner's. Side by side more or less. Half facing me and me her. She crossed those long legs of her taking her time doing so. That I am sure was intended because I could certainly see she was wearing a pair of nice lacy panties. Then there was the lean forward when she said something at a couple of points, again giving me a tantalising glimpse of her cleavage etc. Finally when we had finished our tea she slid off the kitchen stool in such a way as to reveal most of one thigh.

I wasn’t naive by any stretch of the imagination. I knew she wanted sex. In fact, I could almost smell it on her LL. I had brought my camera over at her request which was the start and the instigation of what followed.

Despite the fact I had only known Sarah for such a short time she said she wanted me to photograph, not just in her clothes, but in her underwear and 'If you are very good, naked' - the latter being her words. Quite what she was prepared to do for the camera surprised me somewhat LL. Remember this was 'early days' for me. Later it almost became de rigeur or au courante.

There was a proviso. If she stripped to her underwear. I was to do the same. If she went naked I was also to do the same. They were the terms and conditions by which I was to abide. Not a problem as they say. She slipped out of her dress and I stripped down to my underwear. I took the first few shots near her back window. Not overlooked in any way, incidentally. See photos 1-4 below:

Photo 1

Photo 2

Photo 3

Photo 4

While I was taking the shots above we exchanged some banter, part of which was that I pointed out it was unfair because I had a naked top and she didn't. It was all fun of course and part of where we were headed. To level up the 'playing field' Sarah removed her bra LL. IT was indeed a playing field too as we both knew it was all about having sex.

With her firm breasts on display my member got the better of me and manifested itself in the shape of a bulge in my underwear. She removed her panties LL. See the shot immediately below. My part of the bargain was to remove my underwear too, which I did. Now I was walking around with my camera taking the shots below, and others that I haven't posted here, with my erect appendage going before me, much to Sarah's delight.

The poses that she took up some of which are in the following photos told me all I needed to know about her sexuality and desires. She posed naked standing then displaying her pussy from behind and with her legs wide apart lying back on that arm chair of hers. The shots below all took place withing I guess 8 -10 minutes, following which the camera was put to rest and we prepared for action.

Sarah had her arms around my neck and my cock between her legs as she told me how posing as she had made her feel very sexy and aroused. I didn't doubt it as within minutes of my erection resting along her pussy, I could feel her juices flowing. She was damp at first then wet. I was well erect given how we were. Her nipples had become erect and she was teasingly brushing them against my chest LL. My hands were on her hips then on her bottom. As you can see in the shots she had quite a cute ass back then and it was lovely to hold. We kissed then she turned around, again shuffling herself back onto my erection but this time from behind.

I placed my hands on her waist kissed her on the neck just below her ears and placed my hands on her breasts, alternately caressing them and squeezing. Sarah moved my hands eventually, to her hips where they sat on her warm silky body momentarily until I decided to slide my hands down the front of her tummy in a 'V' formation heading for her pussy over even silkier skin. I could feel Sarah's anticipation. It was in her breathing which was a little faster, her vocalised mmm's and the smell of her sex.

She started rocking gently on my cock as the fingers of my right hand reached her pussy and in particular her clitoris. She rocked and I rubbed LL. My left hand found her left tit and then Sarah was writing in my arms, quivering and coming uttering a few expletives as she came, one of which described what came next.

I am sure her come dripped all the way to her bedroom but she didn't seem to care. All she wanted was me and me inside her. I obliged as she fell onto her bed having thrown the duvet to the floor. Up went her legs, out went her legs and in went my cock. Although dilated, I negotiated her entrance carefully as I wasn't into hurting women then or since. It was necessary as she was a little tight to begin with. However that passed and I was soon thrusting nicely and wallowing in her juices as she smiled up at me and kept saying how nice it was. It was...for me as well, LL.

Srah came again then after a suitable break that involved a lot of cuddling, kissing and caressing she asked me to 'do it from behind'. That didn't surprise me given some of the poses she had adopted earlier. I slipped inside her while standing by her bed while she knelt in the ideal position. She said she wanted me to be a bit rougher this time and so I was. I also had n't come LL and as I thrust hard fast and repeatedly into Sarah she urged me on. Yes, yes go faster. harder please,' and similar remarks until all she could utter were moans and uhh's as I hit her with all I had.

For a while, as I kept going and going, I didn't think either of us were going to come, but then in a joint explosion of her orgasm and my ejaculation we did just that, in unison. It raely happens that you both come at the same time but it did that day LL and boy it was so good and lovely. I had also one over one of the earliest of my younger women to the idea and fact that older men can be very good in bed.

As we lay talking afterward Sarah said most of her experience up to then had been with younger men with what she described thinner cocks and their coming too early for her. That she told me was very frustrating for her. Our lovemaking that day she said had been wonderful for her. She had never come three times in one 'session' in fact sometimes in the past she hadn't come at all while with a man and had to masturbate to get any sort of satisfaction. Apart from what she called my 'technique' of exploring her pussy with my cock both outside and inside and the way I varied both my thrusting and angle of entry, the one thing that stood out (pun intended) was how thick I was. Sarah told me I touched every part of her inside, some parts that had never been touched too and that was so stimulating and lovely for her.

Rarely have I enjoyed a woman just the once and never seen her again LL. In Sarah's case I saw her a lot after that first time. Sometimes it was her place and more often at mine. (You would be surprised or possibly not as to how many women had bounced up and down on the same bed you also slept with me in). We occasionally went out together, mostly in Norwich.

However her main interest was having sex with me and for want of a better word 'experimenting' with different positions and actions that stimulated us both, not that either of us needed too much of that. One thing Sarah did enjoy was being spanked hard as she approached her climax. Slapping her lovely bottom was a real pleasure LL. I'm trying to recall quite how long we continued but I think it must have been approaching two years and neither of us got bored with each other. Sarah eventually found another partner. There was no way we were going to get together due to the age difference but now the gap doesn't seem quite so large with Sarah being in her fifties. Having said that she is still living in Norfolk UK whereas I am here in the USA.

Although she found a partner, she did for a while keep coming back to me for what she called 'full satisfaction'. In the end we drifted and as I was in Europe and over here in the US a lot in 2006/7 that was the end of what might be termed 'a beautiful relationship', LL

Have a nice day ma'am

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity. All photos are copyright. ©

Tuesday, November 15, 2022

Defining

For LL in the UK

The above quotation is quite pertinent to the way you and I lead our lives. If you prescribe what you want from life ahead of achieving it then you are limiting yourself. Better to keep your mind and options open like I have. We all have ambitions LL, but should never be too single-minded about them.

You had options in the past and indeed over the years but decided I guess, on what you thought was the 'safe' way forward. Sadly for you it has proved to be both a rut and boring. I don't rely on my own perception for that view but on the view of several mutual friends, all female.

Even when I knew you I never closed my mind to what might lay in the future. I never defined in my own mind any particular aim...be it in life, love or business. I allowed things to evolve.

I have lived my life fully LL. You have existed in yours. That need not have been.

Turning to the photos in this blog which are all black and white - my preferred medium - you will note that often some are not as sharp or in focus as others. This is due to two things. One, I use different cameras in different situations and two, nearly all are enlarged for the blog.

Moving on to the photos below....I am, in the main, just showing locations and years. You have seen all of these woman before, but in different shots. I will continue to post these until I lose my marbles as a constant reminder to you of my life against yours.

After you cheated on me, or at least when you found yourself able to tell me you asked me to remain as your friend. How you believed that could be possible after what you did LL beats me. I guess it was your selfishness. Wanting you new man and trying to hold onto to me. Either that or you must have taken me for some kind of fool. Either way it was your mistake acknowledged in early 2006 by yourself. I gave you plenty of opportunities to stay, but your judgement was flawed as it has been throughout your adult life. Shame really as I was once very, very fond of you.

On the minus side there is of course the matter of the jewelry. I bet you thought I had forgotten it after nearly seventeen years - I haven't. My lawyer in the UK will 'swoop' when you are least expecting it...or you could just return the items. I will even provide you with an address.

You defined your life and its limits. I allowed mine to flow without 'definition' and it has taken me all sorts of places, a few of which appear below.