** Note: This series Adventures with Leslie is a sequel to the series Things to Do with My Slut (aka Adventures with Emma). For any reference on the characters please see the original series. Thanks. **nnChapter 01 -- Game OnnnIt had been 3 full weeks since I had seen or heard from Emma, Vivian or Penny. I was beginning to wonder if the game was truly over. I did not want to press the issue but I was beginning to worry. I pressed through the days that passed in a fog, wondering what, if anything would happen next.nnThat all changed on that Friday morning. I was headed to work when my cell phone rang. I was delighted to see Emma's office number in the caller id.nn"Long time no speak," I answered.nn"We are having a lunch meeting you need to come to," Emma informed me.nn"Sounds like you are back to being in charge," I observed.nn"A great leader sees it through until the end," she replied, "and does not desert those that followed with heart and character."nn"That's very poetic," I admitted. "What does it mean?"nn"I will see you at noon," she said as she hung up the phone.nnI was puzzled. It was a very poetic but cryptic message. What was going on now?

We were broke, very, very broke. Overdrafted to the eyeballs, credit cards to their limit and the mortgage three months behind. We were at the stage where we were wondering how we had got into this mess and where the next weeks groceries were going to come from. There did not seem to be any end of the tunnel and a light was out of the question.nnThis is why I looked at the email, even though I knew it was just spam. The subject line promised a thousand pounds for one hours work. When I opened it I was not totally surprised by the content, I had seen others like it but had just deleted them. That was before and this was a very poor now.nn"Would you watch you wife get fucked for a thousand pound?" it asked. A thousand pounds would sort out our most pressing problems, and for a moment I considered the question.nnI was just about to hit the delete button when Alex looked over my shoulder and said "A thousand pounds!, wow, we could do with that."nnThe delete button never got pushed. "Would you even consider it?" I asked.nn"For a thousand pounds I'd watch you get fucked!" she replied.nn"Are you sure?" I asked, and suddenly we were not joking.

Table of Contents:n1. Snowmann2. Eggnogn3. Gingerbreadn4. Holiday Dinnern5. Stockingsn6. Stocking Stuffersn7. Tobogganingn8. A Red Bown9. Glass of Milkn10: Inviting a Guestn11: Christmas Partyn12: A RingnnnDay 1: SnowmannnKendra arrived home flustered and exhausted after a long, snowy December day at the office. She loved her job – she worked as a high-powered financial consultant – but it wasn't the most romantic job in the world. This time of the year, she just wanted to stay home in bed, or in an oversized comforter by the fireplace with her also rather oversized boyfriend Taylor. Taylor was a jazz musician, so he was free most days, and it was a daily challenge for Kendra to leave his very muscular, tousled-hair, warmth in the mornings. nnKendra walked in the door, dropped her briefcase, and sighed. She was about to flop into the nearest chair when she noticed a red envelope sitting conspicuously on the coffee table. She leaned over and picked it up. "KENDRA XOXO," it said it sprawling black letters that she recognized as Taylor's. Intrigued, she opened the envelope. Inside was a green note: "On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me. come out to the back.

I have always liked having girlfriends that are a bit younger than me, normally about 5-10 years younger. They have so much more firm bodies and tight asses before they get into their mid 20ies. At the same time they mostly are looking up to you, thinking that you are some kind of hero. Someone that knows everything and has all the answers. I have also a job that makes me travel a lot around the world, and that also impresses these cute little girls.nnWell, anyway, a couple of years ago I hooked up with a girl called Louise, she had just turned 18. She was a dark haired beauty, with long slender legs that came together in an amazingly tight and well shaped ass. One of those that you just want to squeeze and squeeze and .well you get my point. She did a lot of aerobic resulting in a small and firm waist that extended up to her delightful and gorgeous breasts. They rise from her body like the pyramids do from the sand in Egypt. Although their huge size, she wore a double D cup back then, they where so firm and perky that they seemed to be paid for – but I tell you they where pure natural. She had some great eyes, sparkling with a little of green and being framed by her long brown hair. nnWhen we met, she wasn't a virgin, but it wasn't far from it. She had only had sex a couple of times and at those times only vaginal. She told me early on that she thought that anything else was just disgusting, and sticking a cock in her mouth – no way she was ever going to do that. Myself, I like the more kinky girls, and I like "training" young pretty girls to become nasty sluts. So, I thought that Louise was going to be a perfect project to work on. I can't say that I loved her, not more than her ass and breasts. but that is love to, right?