" What is it?" I replied, feeling sorry for him. When you've read enough sci-fi, think 'I can do this' and begin to type, face it, you're hooked; then...comes the hard part, finding someone willing to read it. With the advent of the Internet anyone can post a story and get noticed for a while; it takes considerably more effort to make that leap into being published. Some make it; a lot don't and sink back into everyday life, their dreams dimming like a guttering candle."There's this alien, see,. I can’t stand it. There’s no creativity; it’s the same old thing over and over again. Tick this, double check that, foot these columns of numbers and if I have to do one more bank reconciliation, or post another general ledger, I’m going to go out of my mind. I knew I should never have promised my mother that I would become an accountant. The only reason why she wanted me to be one was because she saw the guy up the street, a partner in a CPA firm, buy a new car every couple of years and be. Jenny felt embarressment, of course she understood her mouth service had not been great when he had not let himself be caught by it, yet for him to say it so openly. His had slipped below her and played circles over her nipples. Jenny trembled as she felt her nipple turn diamond hard between his fingers."Nev..." she began, but then he pulled out and slammed back inside. It felt unreal, he moved so fast, thrust with such speed and strength. He must be on his third trust before Jenny really. I rubbed my already sticky fingers over my lips and chin before leaning forward a little and reaching my hand out to her face. She grabbed my wrist and began sucking her juice off my fingers making sure she got every drop. Her pussy tightened even more around my cock and I began to thrust harder hooking my arms under her chunky thighs holding her tightly.Despite my tight grip, as I thrust even harder Julie slid back and forth on the smooth polished wood of the table top and her breasts and.