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Flesh And Leather: Volume One
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"Hi Star." Zach Wheat stood in the doorway of Star Murchison's cozy office.
"Come on in, Zach. What can I do for you?" Zach entered and sat on a small leather couch that Star reserved for visitors. She was beautiful. Her lower body was hidden by her desk and Zach gazed at the charms of her torso. She was a compact girl whose entire being radiated a puckish sensuality. Her face was framed by a tawny mane of golden hair - her mouth was full, her neck long and white. Her lovely breasts, though not large, were soft and straining. Zach's throat turned to cotton when he noticed she was wearing a translucent blouse and no bra. She had an ass to build a dream on; she swung her hips saucily when she walked. Zach realized he was staring and smiled sheepishly.
"Well... I realize this is rather short notice, but I'm going to the country this weekend and I was wondering if you might want to come alone?"
Since Star had only been working in Zach's office for two weeks, he hadn't been able to engage her in any but the most cursory conversations. They'd had lunch twice, but the talk had been mostly business. Zach was the managing editor of Urban Life and Star had been recently hired as fashion editor of the magazine. They'd chatted about office intrigues and little else, yet Zach had been aware of that peculiar chemistry which is unleashed when two people realize that they attract one another. He'd assumed Star was a no-bullshit person who wouldn't reject his invitation simply because they hadn't known each other for an appropriate length of time.
Star cocked her head like an adorable collie and watched Zach color as he awaited her answer. She liked Zach and generally agreed with his cynical appraisals of their co-workers. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"My aunt and uncle live in Hartford and they had a pool installed this summer. Since this is probably going to be the last hot weekend of September, I thought I'd drive up there to swim and think about how depressing winter is. My two sisters and their families are also coming and I was thinking you might want to come up with me."
"Sounds like a family reunion," said Star, smiling.
"Not really," Zach countered. "We're an odd family in that we like each other. In fact, we're all friends."
"I'd love to come, Zach," said Star. "I haven't been swimming since July and I love the water. Are you leaving from work or are you going home first?"
"I thought we'd leave from work. I have some old clothes and a swimsuit in Hartford. After work I could drive you..."
Star smiled. "It's almost lunchtime, Zach. I'll go home, pack a few things, and we can leave from the office. Are you sure I won't need anything more than old clothes and a bathing suit?"
"Oh, no, it's a very informal place and I like it like that."
"So do I," Star said. She was really looking forward to the weekend. Suddenly Friday had taken on an exciting tinge. She hadn't been at all put off by the abruptness of Zach's invitation. She was impressed by his candor. "Good enough, Zach. See you after lunch."
Zach rose, fixed her with his most devilish grin and was startled to see her return a look of wanton sexuality. "See you later..."
"Bye," said Star warmly.
Zach was so pleased with himself that he didn't go back to his office. Instead, he sauntered out to Roy's Chinese Pavilion, his favorite lunching place, and celebrated the start of a glorious weekend with five bourbons and Chinese pepper steak. As he paid his bill, he was accosted by Roy, the consistently boring and effusive owner of the restaurant.
"You rook happy today, Mr. Peat," said Roy.
"Yes, I am, Loy," said Zach who got a large kick out of teasing Roy about his language problem. "I'm going to the country this afternoon for some fucky-fucky. By the way, the pepper steak was excellent today - you consistently outdo yourself." Zach, happy with liquor, decided to bullshit the grinning Oriental with faint praise.
Roy beamed and gazed at Zach thoughtfully. Mysteriously, he reached into his breast pocket and handed Zach a small envelope. He motioned him to open it. Zach did and saw a fine, brown powder which had a tangy scent. "Mr. Reat, you find yourself most rucky to have tord me about weekend prans. Before fucky-fucky, prace finger in brlownpowder.Terlgir-fliend to crose eyes and push finger into her ass. Then fucky. Enjoy, enjoy, Mr. Reat. It is perhaps better than our most dericious pepper steak."
Well fortified by bourbon, Zack wasn't startled by this kind gesture. He pocketed the powder, thanked the yellow man profusely and wheeled back to work.
Time didn't fly by. Zach found he couldn't concentrate and often found himself staring out the window towards where he imagined Hartford to be. He felt good. A lovely girl had consented to accompany him for the weekend. And, as if that wasn't enough to make his spirits soar, he was anxious to see his sisters and his aunt and uncle. Zach had the heart of a little boy when he thought of his family. His parents' death had been a severe shock and he treasured his remaining family with an affection that bordered on obsession. His sisters and he had a wonderful childhood and, though he expected the ties to wane as the years passed, he found himself caring more about them each year. The death of his older sister's husband, a gentle man named Jack, had affected him like the passing of a brother. Perhaps it was the bourbon; perhaps it was the brilliant afternoon sun glinting off the turrets of New York, or it could have been the anticipation of his weekend, but Zach found his eyes mist with a curious mixture of old grief and new joy. He was happy to be Zachariah Wheat, drunk on a Friday, about to fuck.
He glanced at his watch. Five o'clock, time to get moving. Most of the people in the office left at about four-thirty on Friday - the lure of the weekend, he guessed. In fact, as he strode to Star's office, the halls of Urban Life were bare. He knocked on Star's door and entered. She looked up from her desk, tawny tresses fell from her shoulders. "Sit down," she said, "and fix yourself a drink. I want to finish this story before we leave or I'll be bored thinking about it all weekend. Is that O.K.?" Star was looking forward to a weekend free from day-to-day tedium. At twenty-six, she had long ago accepted the fact that she enjoyed sex and, when packing her clothes, she had whimsically decided that she would sleep with Zach the moment the opportunity presented itself. She didn't want to arise from a languid afternoon of fucking and suddenly remember that she had left some work undone. Star led a rather ordered existence. She believed there was a time for work and a time for play and one must never interrupt the other.
"Fine. Do you want a drink, Star?" asked Zach.
"Yes, a finger of Scotch and some ice, please."
He padded to her tiny refrigerator on a thick, gold carpet. He poured the burnished liquor into two glasses, dropped in some ice cubes and placed Star's drink on her desk. He was content to wait and watch her work. He noticed her hand as it gripped the pencil, her gentle fingertips pressing the slender, yellow shaft and imagined that she held his cock in a similar grasp. She was breathing softly, intent on her work, and her breasts swelled with each inhalation. With her head bent, a gentle curtain of hair rested on her left breast, separated from the firm tit by the filmy blouse she wore today. The combination of silk, hair and breast caused his cock to thicken. He didn't try to hide his erection. She raised her head to look at him and their eyes met; their looks dripped with sex, and he knew she would cherish every vein in his cock before the weekend ended.
"I'm through," she said and sighed. "Why don't we finish our drinks and then head off? I could use some quiet time before the weekend starts. O.K.?" Zach nodded and made room for her on the couch. She stood up from her desk and stretched like a lynx. Drink in hand, she moved silently and sat on the couch next to Zach. "Well, one more week done. I think I'm finally beginning to get the feel of this place... you know, I think I read Urban Life only once before I came here. Now I read it everyday."
"It's not a bad magazine," said Zach, "a bit to the right in its political views, but I guess that doesn't affect you or your job."
"No, I've never been political anyway. I'm an apathist now. Once I was a real marcher and rally-goer, but now..." Her voice trailed off and she laughed. "Life in New York is complicated enough. I guess I'm just lucky because I don't feel politics affects me, at least not directly."
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