Allie’s Passion
By Allison Heather
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 Allison Heather
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Dedication and Warning
This book like my other books written and to be written are a silent homage to all those who have dared and would dare break taboos. I am struggling to do so myself...probably one day I would accomplish that and join the ranks of brave and wonderful. Until then, for me pen [keyboard] and imagination are two very strong tools.
The book contains strong adult theme and should be read by those who are open-minded and like challenging imaginations. Best Wishes and thanks for picking up [rather downloading] this book.
Happy Reading.
Allison Heather.
Feedback and suggestions are very welcome
Allie’s Passion
By
Allison Heather
Part One - Granddad and I
Chapter 1
I looked around and saw my boss's door party open. I saw a tall man with thick wavy white hair brushed back, which were once sandy blond curls. Ted [Theodore, if you are wondering] Jackson Langman was a giant of a man even at though he was an established member of sexagenarian club. His six feet six inches frame filled his massive dark mahogany leather chair. He towered, even when seated behind the leather bound antique heavy, enormous table. His large hands rubbed his handsome face absent-mindedly and I nearly came in my panties. By now it must be absolutely clear to all that I was besotted with my boss.
My name is Allie [Allie Jane Cunningham]. I am 22. I find older men attractive. For as long as I can remember I have found older men so much more attractive and interesting than boys my own age. I have been fascinated by their experiences, their wisdom, and their confidence. There is stability about older men that I always found comforting. To be perfectly honest, I liked the fact that older men had style, while sending their money - OK not all of them. Younger guys, my age, were either broke or spending ridiculous amounts on fixing up cars or buying huge stereo systems for them. I enjoyed being spoiled from time to time by the older men I knew. That day as I sat squirming in my chair, trying to grind my pussy to bring to small orgasm ogling my huge, simply gorgeous boss, was twenty-two years old.
As I developed sexually, I fantasized about being with older men. My girlfriends would talk about how cute boys in school were. At the same time, I was getting wet panties over my teachers. They would go to the movies and then swoon over some Brad Pitt or Matt Damon. [I hope I have got their names right, my interest in Hollywood trivia is minimal, I see movies but have scant time and quest to know life and turmoil of the highly paid popular actors]. I, myself would go home and finger myself half the night because of my father with grey temples or my college professor with grey long unruly air filling my imagination bigger than the screen movie was displayed on.
When I became sexually attractive, I started with guys my age, being somewhat in awe of the older men I knew. What I discovered quickly was that guys my age, late teens at the time, were enthusiastic but had no regard for meeting my needs. Oh, they all talked a good game but in most cases I found I didn't even have time to get my butt comfortable before they were cumming and wanting to go listen to their new stereo. So, of course, I turned to older men.
I had a six-month affair with a man that I baby-sat for. He taught me a great deal and because he was married I knew he would keep his mouth shut. I noted with hindsight he was quite tall [just over six feet and built big].