I thought about what would have happened once I won her in the auction. I imagined that there would be no rules or boundaries to what I could do. I could feel my dick getting hard as I thought about commanding her to strip down right there on the stage in front of everyone. I pulled my dick out of my pants, stroking it, watching it grow harder and harder with each stroke. I imagined her perky tits and firm, round ass standing before me, those eyes of hers piercing right through me.
I would tell her to get down on all fours so that I could caress her ass. I would walk right up to the stage, grab her ass, and watch as her pussy lips fell open. I would eat her pussy right there from behind, darting my tongue in and out of her tight hole. I would taste her sweet juices as they flowed out of her.
My cock throbbed as I dragged my fist from the shaft to the head, running my fingers around my rod over and over. I imagined entering her, sliding my dick deep inside of her and feeling her throb around my shaft. I stroked harder and faster, pretending that my hand was her pussy, gripping my dick for dear life.
I would push deeper and deeper inside of her, making her scream with passion. I would hold onto her waist, slamming her body onto mine with as much strength as I could muster. And she would love every minute of it, beg and ask for more, for me to fuck her harder and faster. And of course I would happily obey, pounding her the way she was begging for.
Just imagining her cries of climax were enough to set me over the edge, spurting white hot jets of cum into my hand.
In the aftermath, after cleaning myself up, when I was lying there trying to recuperate, I heard an alert go off on my phone. I reached over and picked it up.
It was an e-mail from the auction organization and I felt a surge of hope. Another upcoming auction. This was probably just what I needed. Obviously, I was spending so much time thinking about Candy that she was invading my fantasies.
The auction would be a great way to get her off of my mind.
Chapter Five Candy
As I headed down the road toward the address that had been e-mailed to me, I was in great spirits. I even sang along to the songs that came on the radio.
Nothing was going to make this night a bust for me, I thought.
But, when I pulled up to the address, my heart sank. I almost didn’t even want to go inside.
I had been giving the auction a lot of thought after seeing the last one. And after talking to Elliot, I realized that I really had nothing to lose by taking part. So, I decided to give it a try. I e-mailed them back and asked what I needed to do if I wanted to be a part of the auction.
The woman who e-mailed me back, Julia, said that all I needed to do was show up on the day of the auction at the address listed and sign up at the table when I got there.
It seemed simple enough. And it was actually turning into more of a no-brainer since I had found out that there was an investor who had started showing interest in the building that I had had my heart set on. I was determined not to lose it, so I thought that taking part in the auction would help me raise the money that I needed so that I could keep it and move forward with my plan.
But I hadn’t anticipated this hiccup in the plan.
The location for the auction was the bakery of my arch-rival, Tammy.
Tammy was someone that I had known from high school. We had always been at odds, but I hadn’t always known the reason. I assumed that Tammy was just an overambitious fan turned rival who was just passionate about the baking business and wildly competitive.
But Amelia had shared some high school rumors with me that made me think maybe there was more to it. At least according to what she had heard back then, rumors had been circulating about Tammy wanting to go to prom with my ex, Jim. Someone even told me that he had already asked her, but I refused to believe that he would do something like that, ask her and then ask me. If I had even had a thought about him doing something so low, I never would have gone out with him at all.
Of course, now, knowing what I do about him, it’s entirely likely that it’s exactly what happened. But, ever since then, Tammy treated me with such disdain it make me almost dislike her. But, I didn’t have any real reason to dislike her. In all honesty, I really felt sorry for her, but I didn’t care for the way that she treated me, so I avoided her. And now she was my competition, so I didn’t exactly have reason to seek her out. I thought I saw her at the other auction, but I hadn’t thought much of it.
Now, here I sat, in front of her business, debating whether or not I should even bother to go inside.
What would that look like? How could I just waltz through her front doors like it was nothing? I didn’t have satisfying answers to the questions buzzing around inside of my head like bees.
I started wondering if this wasn’t a sign, a bad omen for what was to come.
And then, I saw Elliot walk inside. My heart leapt
