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My Final Fantasy: Part III— The Awakening When we last left our two characters John was engaged in a long business telephone call inside the house and Marella was on the deck ostensibly looking at the up-coming dinner’s budget. Intrigued by a file named “Final Fantasy” on the far right of John’s computer screen Marella can’t resist the temptation to pry and has clicked open the file. Marella has begun to read John’s Final Fantasy story. As Marella reads she keeps shifting her eyes up and keeps her ears peeled for any sign of John returning. She feels so guilty and sneaky, yet this story, this strange story is irresistible. Marella reads and is shocked within a few sentences when she recognizes her own name. “Hey, that’s my fucking name? What the hell…?” Marella thinks to herself shocked and more than a little perplexed by this turn of events. Now Marella reads with a furious intensity as she is drawn deeper and deeper into John’s fantasy world. Marella can’t believe what she is reading and her mouth falls open in astonishment as the paragraphs fly bye. The spell Marella has been cast under by the sexy stories is harshly broken when John calls out, “Marella the guy from the wine shop just called and left a message on voicemail while I was on the call. He has two cases of the 1990 Dom, but I have to pick it up now if I want it. I’ll be gone for a little bit, ok.” Marella waves goodbye to John and is relieved she can now return to the stories undisturbed. Marella’s eyes are glued to the screen and her body is tense as she continues reading. Every paragraph has her name inscribed over and over. It is her firm pert breasts, it is her tight young body and it is her amazing ass and her smoldering eyes John is describing. It’s her nipples and her tight pussy that John is clearly lusting after. It is her huge orgasms that John is fantasizing about causing with his licking and flicking tongue and teasing and touching fingers. It is her body wracked by passion, rigid in release as she shudders and trembles transported into rapture, straddling his cock, her hips writhing, her eyes locked onto his, that John is describing again and again. Every story has a new version of her, but it’s always herself, never another woman. Marella is a sixteen-year-old student at a private all girls school wearing a pleated skirt and white blouse, she’s an assistant working in his office in a grey skirt and tailored top, she’s at the pool with Alley both bikini clad, she is the kinky bondage mistress with elaborate sex toys, she’s his young sophisticated but sexy wife, she travels with him to exotic places; yet the conclusion to each story is always the same with the two of them coupling in heated and passionate sex. As Marella reads she can’t help it but she starts to get excited, her nipples and pussy both tingling. The sex scenes firstly shock Marella, but then as she becomes absorbed in the stories her feelings quickly change. The sex is so amazing, so varied and exciting. The scenarios John is describing are fantasies that she herself has had or dreamed about. As Marella reads how intensely John wants her and needs her she becomes aroused and thrilled. Imagine a man wanting you that badly, his whole mind and being focused on you and your satisfaction, his cock wanting only your tight pussy. Marella’s left hand moves to her bare mid-riff and then slips under her soft short yellow skirt to her panties and now wet pussy. Marella reads how John wants to tie her up with pink satin cords and lick her pussy and drive her to orgasm after orgasm. How he has special devices to restrain her and spread her legs, devices she has never even imagined. Marella imagines this sexy older man with his head between her legs, a vibrator and tongue working her pussy; his fingers teasing her skin and driving her to Yakacık escort orgasm after orgasm and her excitement rises. Marella’s pussy is wet and tingling as she strokes the outside of her panties softly with her fingers and reads on. As she reads an idea forms in Marella’s mind and she begins to formulate a plan. Marella had never imagined an older sophisticated man like John would be interested in her. Now she is shocked to learn that, in fact, she is the epicenter of all of his sexual desires and fantasies. Marella thinks of Christina and the up-coming party. Only a few minutes ago Marella was prepared to offer John’s body up to Christina as a gift, but now she realizes Christina is a sexual rival and will need to be deflected to another suitable male at the party so Marella can make her own fantasy come true. Marella hears John’s car pull in and she quickly shifts the dinner budget spread sheet back across the screen and closes the “Final Fantasy” document. Marella gets up and rushes into the kitchen and pretends to be getting a drink. Her heart is aflutter and she feels nervous churning in her stomach she’s so excited. As John strides in carrying a case of Champagne Marella looks at him through new eyes full of feminine desire and realizes what a fool she has been these past weeks. Marella no longer sees an unattainable older man, a man beyond her grasp. She sees a man who needs her, who desperately wants her, but is too insecure in their age difference to make the first move. Marella sees a man who is accomplished, smart, worldly and exciting, the kind of man she has always dreamed of but never seemed to meet. Marella admonishes herself for her foolish oversight; I should have bedded this man long ago she thinks to herself. Marella reflects on their shared interests in art, books, music, food, travel, history and smiles to herself thinking how “perfect” he really is. She is also surprised and flattered by all the research he has done on her favorite computer game. Every other man has reacted by making her feel she was “strange” or “nerdy” and here was this man researching her fantasy world and even it’s art in order to be able to share it with her. Marella glances at his strong arms, his broad chest and she feels tingles and wants to hug him, wants to kiss him, wants to take him inside her. Patience girl, Marella warns herself, time for everything soon enough. This is going to be fun she giggles to herself. “Where do you think I should put this case of Champagne Marella?” “Downstairs in the cellar John. It’s colder down there. It’s pretty hot these days and you don’t want it to get damaged by the heat.” “Your’ right Marella.” John smiles’ thinking how much Marella has learned about wine and carries the Champagne down the cellar stairs. Marella decides it’s time for her to play Final Fantasy one more time and get to see who wins. Marella’s confident knowing she’s a master of the game and has never lost in years. When John returns up the stairs Marella begins the game with her opening move. “John, I think there’s too much to do tomorrow so I’m going to come into your office with you and work on the calls and the ordering from your office. We need to get all the people confirmed. It will be more efficient that way. Is that ok with you?” John looks up surprised. “Sure that would be great. I mean we only have a few days left so we should get it all taken care of as quickly as possible.” “Good. Perhaps I’ll ride in with you in the morning. Is that ok? Do you have a phone and a computer I can use?” “Yeah that’s fine we’ll go in together and I’ll arrange everything at the office so you have a space to work.” Marella grins to herself and quickly exits to her bedroom. She rummages through her closet. Ah here it is. She finds the Atalar escort bayan short tight grey skirt, a nice tailored white cotton blouse, some dark nylons and black heels. Pretty close to what John describes in his story Marella thinks to herself. Marella smiles, perfect office attire for Final Fantasy “level one”. Marella intends to enter John’s fantasy world and defeat him at his own game. Level I: The Office Girl The next morning John wakes, has his coffee and toast as usual and waits patiently for Marella to show. When Marella walks up from her wing of the house John is taken aback. Marella has on a tight white blouse, a short grey skirt, black nylons and heels and her hair is pulled back into a tight bun leaving her neck long and slender. Marella is also wearing dark rimmed “librarian glasses” he has never seen before. John can’t help thinking, even at this early hour, how fucking smoking hot she looks. Lucky she doesn’t really work in my office he thinks to himself; otherwise I’d be spending half my day trying to seduce her. Marella moves close to John letting him take in her whole sexy “office girl” look and perhaps smell her rich earthy perfume. Marella slides by him and brushes John’s hips with the back of her firm ass as she makes her tea. She smiles to herself as her ass brushes his pelvis and pushes against his flaccid cock. He won’t be flaccid for long Marella thinks as she ponders the various ways and strategies for teasing him during the coming hours. Marella proceeded throughout the day to use every chance she had to be close to John. Marella stood by John’s desk to ask questions and would bend over sticking her ass out so he could see it in sharp profile; her short grey skirt tight around her hips and ass, her toned tanned legs stretched tantalizingly below. Then Marella would bring a document and slide right beside John as he sat at his desk, leaning in so close her hair was touching his cheek and ask him silly questions. At one point Marella stands in the doorway as she is exiting his office and stretches her arms high above her body, arching her back and pushing her breasts out, as she exclaims in a soft voice how “tired and stiff” she is. Marella offers that it would be “so nice to have a man who could massage me”. Marella makes John a cup of coffee and touches his shoulder softly as she puts it in front of him and whispers softly in his ear in a seductive voice, “John take a break and relax with a cup of coffee. You really need a woman to help you relax more. You work too hard.” Needless to say John is getting rather worked up and confused by Marella’s new behavior. His cock hardens several times from Marella’s flirting and he spends much of the day trying to hide his rather obvious bulge. Level II: The Teasing Schoolgirl The next day when John comes home from work Marella moves to level two of her little plan. The first day went so well with John clearly getting turned on Marella is giddy about the potential for day two. A little role-play and some time travel back to when she was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old schoolgirl should be loads of fun. Marella hears John’s car arrive in the driveway and she puts the final touch to her sexy outfit– ponytails on each side of her head. She looks in the mirror and adds a little more blush and some pink lipstick. When Marella finally hears John in the kitchen she bounces up the stairs to greet him. John’s eyes almost pop out of his head when he sees Marella’s outfit. He stares at her, his mouth gaping open, as she bounces by. “You almost ready for dinner John? I thought I’d do Catalan sardines, what do you think?” Marella looks at John questioningly as he remains silent. “You ok John?” “Well, it’s just….” John pauses, at a loss for words. “Well…the way you’re Escort Kadıköy dressed. You have a costume party or something tonight?” “Oh this.” Marella giggles and laughs striking a pose and turning her hip to give John a side profile of her tight young sexy body. Marella knows the reaction she is looking for will be occurring in John’s mind and in his pants. “It’s my old private girl’s school uniform from when I was sixteen or seventeen. I was feeling nostalgic today and just wanted to wear it. It still fits pretty good right?” Marella looks at John innocently and bats her big eyes with a most provocative flutter. “Why, you don’t think it looks good on me?” “UH, well….No….you look extremely sexy. I mean, well, I just….” Marella giggles and laughs again, slapping John’s shoulder in a very flirtatious manner. “It’s ok John, don’t feel bad. I know all guys have a fantasy about high school girls in their cute school uniforms. Besides I haven’t seen you with a girl since I moved in here. You must be pretty wound up. I’ll go change.” With that verbal volley Marella turns, wiggles her ass teasingly and exits down to her room to change. She is wearing a wicked grin as she bounces down the stairs, her pleated mini skirt flouncing up and down as she moves from step to step. John’s eyes are fixed on Marella’s ass and her mini skirt as she disappears and his cock is hardening again. John can’t believe what Marella just said to him even though it is true he hasn’t been with a woman in months. The nerve of that young girl! His anger and astonishment doesn’t, however, stop his mind from wandering. John’s mind is a-swirl with crazy ideas as he imagines Marella riding his face in that cute schoolgirl uniform, his tongue lapping her pussy. What the hell, she’s teasing me, he thinks, admonishing himself to get control, but his cock, with a mind of its own pulses and throbs. Level III: The Sexy Wife Marella calls up Alley and her mom and sets the plan for the next level of the game. Time will now travel forward and a new role is to be played. The role of the sexy and desirable fertile young wife is one Marella relishes and she plans to show John exactly what a “perfect” wife she could be. When John comes home he finds Marella in a long mid-calf tailored black pencil dress with stockings and classic black high heels. On top Marella is wearing a beautiful cream silk blouse with a delicate lace collar. Around her neck are pearls with matching pearl earrings. The blouse is tailored and tapered at the waist. A wide black leather belt cinches in her profile so Marella’s prominent breasts look stunning and Marella’s trim waist is accentuated. Her wider flared hips and tight rounded ass look sexy and fertile for making babies. Marella is holding some travel brochures and a lingerie catalogue. John stands and stares. “You ok John? Here look at these travel brochures. Bali!” Marella moves so close to John their hips and shoulders are touching. John feels shivers in his body from Marella’s body touching his. As she opens a brochure on Bali and shows John the pictures he tries his best to not stare at her stunning beauty. John again is swept up in Marella’s sexual spell and can hardly focus on the pictures or her words. Marella points to the picture of a beautiful long white sand beach. “I’m going to a bridal shower and Cathy wants to select her lingerie and where they will go for their honeymoon. Can you help me John?” John, a bit dazzled by the whole situation, nods in a lost and distracted sort of manner. “Oh I can just imagine how wonderful it would be to put on my sexiest bikini and lie on that beach.” Marella sighs. “John I think you mentioned you’ve been to Bali?” John nods, “Yes, a few times.” Marella let’s out a wishful sigh, “John, can you imagine. If I were your wife I’d have already been to that beach.” Marella giggles and bumps John with her hip in a teasing sexy bump. “Sorry, I’m so silly. I know you’d never want a naïve young girl like me for a wife. Just teasing John, just teasing.” Again Marella looks at John with her big saucer like eyes batting her lashes with abandon.
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