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A gift for my Master.

She was everything that he had ever imagined and more. "Manu and I thought that we should get all of our beloved writers a little gift." Laurel continued, rummaging through a large coat closet. She was bent over, giving Joel a clear look at her lucious ass.

"I don't really know if you can call me a 'beloved writer'." Joel said, continuing to drink and admire her assets. "I've only been writing for Literotica for a little while."

"I know that." Laurel remarked, emerging from the closet with a gold box in hand. She handed it to Joel. She then sat down across from him at the small kitchen table. Joel opened the box slowly. To his surprise, he found a sleek, gold silk robe. On the left breast the word "HSWriter" had been identified. "We bought one of these for everyone. It serves the purpose of identification in some way. And we thought, there may be some times where someone may not want to be naked. So, the rule is, no one is allowed to wear anything but their robe."

"Nothing else?" Joel affirmed.

"Nothing." Laurel replied.

"Hmm." Joel smiled. "Where can I change?"

Laurel pointed down the long hallway. "In the bedroom. Second door on the right, just past the office."

"Thanks." Joel replied as he stood and walked down the hallway. As he walked away, Laurel admired his young body from behind. She smiled to herself.

Joel made his way down the hall, but he stopped as he passed the office. He peered in. He stood there in wonder. Here, right in front of him, was where it all happened. In this small room was where Literotica had started, and where it had become what it is today, the best site of it's kind. In the world of erotic Literature, this roomed seemed to have some supernatural aura. Joel smiled to himself as he kept going, entering the bedroom. He closed the door half way behind him. He laid his bag down on the bed next to his robe and began to strip. Outside, he heard a knock at the front door. He heard Laurel answer it. The person at the door entered, and he heard Laurel begin a conversation. He couldn't make out the voice of the person who had entered, but he concluded that it was a female. Her voice sounded sweet. She sounded like a young girl. All the better, Joel thought.

"Just down the hall, second door on the right..." He heard Laurel say.

By now, Joel had stripped away all of his clothing and he had dawned the robe. He was anxious to see who the visitor was. He walked to the door and peeked out into the hall. There, in front of him, was one of the most beautiful young creatures he had ever seen. She was short, petite, but she was none the more gorgeous because of it. She had shoulder length black hair and a perfect face. Her body was angelic. Her breasts were youthful and firm. He would have guessed about a 34B. He stomach was firm and her hips were nicely rounded. Her legs were muscular and sleek. He looked her over, then she saw him. She gave him a deep sexual look. Her deep green eyes embraced him. She stopped as she came to him.

"Hi there." She said, her voice full of sensuality and lust.

"Hi." Joel replied, half stuttering. She walked passed him, brushing him gently. She smelled of sweet flowers and her touch was as soft as silk, and just as smooth. As she walked toward the bed, she turned her head back to look at him.

"Would you like to help me undress?" She pleaded.

'Might as well start the weekend off with a bang' Joel thought to himself, nodding and approaching her. She turned away from him and dropped the golden box which she had been carrying. Joel took her from behind, placing his hands around her waist and pulling her close. She arched her back as their bodies collided, two sensual masses in a state of sexual heat. She felt his firm cock beginning to reach it's full hardness.

His hands moved beneath her shirt, pulling it slowly up over her head.

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