Dedicated to Rob Ashton, The Bodacious Bod of the Year 2000.
Thank you Rob for your wonderful support. Love and Kisses.
Giselle’s tears rolled down her cheeks as she listened to the sad news about her dog, Oli. As soon as she hung up the
phone, she ran to the fire escape and bawled her eyes out.
“Hey lady, what’s the matter?”
Giselle looked below the iron stairs and saw a construction worker with a yellow hard hat looking up at her with
concern. She wiped her tears with her hand and sniffled.
“My dog Oli died.”
The man removed his hard hat and said softly, “I’m sorry. Is that the white poodle that you take walks with?”
Giselle nodded and looked at the man who walked up the stairs slowly. She recognised him as the construction guy
who gave her appreciative looks when she passed by him for the past two months. She had found him rather cute but as
the man came closer where she sat, she found him absolutely gorgeous. His long dark hair was tied into a ponytail and
his checkered red and black shirt was stretched taut across his broad muscular shoulders.
The man came right to her side and sat down.
“I’m sorry about your loss. Your dog was really cute and adorable. How did he die?”
Giselle looked at his mesmerizing green eyes. Gosh, he had the longest eyelashes she had ever seen on a man and
his strong jaws made him looked authoritative and firm.
“Oli freaked out when a garbage truck came by and before I could tighten his leash, he got ran over. I took him to
the vet this morning but his injuries were too serious so the vet had to put him down. I...can’t bear the thought that he’s
gone...I love him very much. He’s my baby...” Giselle began to sob. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t burden you with my grief.”
Before her next tear rolled down her cheek, she was gathered into the man’s strong arms. Giselle threw her arms
around his shoulders gratefully and cried her heart out.
“Ssh...it’s all right. He’s safe in doggy heaven and having a good time with other dogs, especially with the lady
dogs...you get my drift.” The man winked and brushed the tears off Giselle’s cheeks with his fingers.
Giselle giggled and looked up at the man. “I guess you’re right. Oli wouldn’t want to go on suffering.”
The man caressed Giselle’s soft brown hair and pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead. “My name is Rob and if you
need a shoulder to cry on, you know that I’m right next door building that house.”
Giselle nodded. She felt warm from that mere soft kiss and the low rumble of the man’s voice comforted her. She
let out a sigh and snuggled deeper into his embrace. She realized that the man couldn’t stay with her all day. He had to get
back to work. It wouldn’t be right to take liberty of his kindness and time. But then she didn’t want to let him go. She
couldn’t helped wanting to kiss him for being so kind.
Reluctantly, she pushed herself gently away. Maybe she could convince him to just stay a little longer. “By the way,
I’m Giselle. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?”
Rob felt the loss of Giselle’s soft warm body and almost drew her back into his arms. He nodded readily. He stood
up and looked at her beautiful face. “Sure hon, I still have a few more minutes left for my lunch break.”
“Have you had your lunch yet? If not, I can make you a hot dog.”
“I don’t mind if you’re making one for yourself,” Rob said as he stepped into Giselle’s small apartment. He liked
how she decorated the entire place in white, it was elegant and soothing.
Careful not to stain her hardwood floor, he removed his heavy work boots and padded to the kitchen with her. He
watched her intensely as she put the grounded coffee into the coffee maker. He mused. He had been watching her from
day one with that cute poodle of hers when he and the company came to build the townhouses. She was attractive and
downright sexy even though she was covered from head to toe in winter clothes. He had wanted to talk to her, to know
her and maybe even ask her out for a date.
He shrugged. Well, no thanks to his colleagues who whistled and ogled at any passing woman, he didn’t feel right
to approach her. She would probably assumed he was just like them, disrespectful and treating women as sex objects.
Rob drew in his breath. Frankly, every time he looked at Giselle, all he could think of was taking her into his arms
and kissed her senseless. At night, as he laid in his bed, she would pop into his head and he would fantasize about
caressing her sweet naked body. She would moan and writhe under him as he kissed her from head to toe. She would
stroke his hard cock that was aching to be inside her. Oh yes, she would call out his name and.....
“Rob?”
Rob’s cock responded with a jerk at Giselle’s voice. He looked at her blankly and then blinked,
realizing that she was talking to him.
“Yes?”
“How would you like your coffeee?” Giselle asked as she stretched to take two coffee mugs
out of the kitchen cabinet.
“Let me,” Rob said and reached for the mugs. He felt a little guilty fantasizing right in Giselle’s presence.
Giselle turned to look at Rob when his muscular arm brushed against her shoulder. She trembled a little and was
surprised that he did too. Neither of them spoke, both looking at each other’s mouth hungrily. The sound of the coffee
maker filled the sexually charged silence.
“Rob...I...,” Giselle said but whatever she wanted to say was cut off by Rob’s mouth covering hers with a kiss.
Giselle let out a sigh and kissed Rob back. Her arms snaked around his broad neck and pressed herself tightly
against his muscular hard chest. It was a fantasy come true. She had imagined kissing him like this since she saw him
sawing a piece of lumber a few weeks ago. And she had found him gorgeous and sexy in his hard hat and work clothes.
They kissed like their life depended on it. Their tongue and lips teased playfully, their hands touching, exploring
their bodies through their clothes.
Before Giselle realized it, Rob had laid her on the kitchen table. Reverently, he caressed her body through her
downy soft sky blue sweater and jeans. Giselle took Rob’s hand and placed it on her right breast. She sighed when he
gently squeezed and cupped it. She grew excited when he slipped his hand underneath her sweater and caressed her
smooth flat belly. His callused hand moved higher and higher till he found the soft smooth mound of her warm breast.
“Oh sweetheart, you feel so good to the touch,” Rob whispered. God, she was so baby soft, so pliant, so sensual.
He was pleased that Giselle didn’t wear a bra and that she immediately responded to his touch with the hardening of
her nipples. He pushed the sweater up her chest and exposed her beautiful round breasts. He bent his head and began
to suckle on one nipple which brought a soft moan from Giselle. He pushed the twin peaks together, licked them in
circular movement before taking them deeper into his mouth.
Giselle licked her lips and caressed Rob’s dark head. It felt absolutely exciting to have her breasts sucked and
licked. She arched her back and made a throaty growl as the sucking became harder and more demanding. Her aching
pussy moistened rapidly and the wanting intensified. She giggled when Rob playfully tugged at her nipples and growled
softly.
“You’re as ravenous as a hungry puppy,” she teased and tried to bring his mouth back to her lips. But Rob just
kept sucking and then made a wet thrilling trail down to her belly button where he licked a few times. Pleasure swirled
inside her heated body along with the swirling of his hot tongue.
Giselle moaned, surprised by the pleasure. She never knew that her belly button was one of her erogenous spots.
She barely realized that Rob was unbuttoning his fly and then hers till he lifted her hips up slightly and tugged her jeans
down her legs. Her sky blue silk panties followed. Eager to look at his half naked body, Giselle pushed herself up on
her elbows and looked at Rob who was positioned between her open legs. She was amazed at the size of his jutting
penis, so thick and long. His big bulbous head was oozing with his pearly dew.
“Baby, do you want me?” Rob asked huskily as he stroked the soft brown hair covering Giselle’s sex. He was
trembling with need and couldn’t wait to be inside her. But he wouldn’t take her if she had second thoughts about it.
Afterall, they were strangers till a few minutes ago.
“Yes, yes, please make love to me. I have desired you for quite some time. I would be climbing the walls if you
don’t take me now,” Giselle said breathlessly. She tugged at Rob’s shirt impatiently. “Take off all your clothes, I want
to feel your naked body against mine.”
Eagerly, Rob began to unbutton his shirt but his hands were brushed away, replaced by Giselle’s impatient hands.
“Let me!” she said and then with a hard tug, tore open his shirt. Her hands reached out and hungrily touched his hard
pecs. “I like that you’re so powerfully built. I bet lots of women want to get into your pants.”
“They can only wished,” Rob said with a wicked grin. At the next heartbeat, he pushed his cock into Giselle’s
wet mound. He almost lost his control and spilled himself at the tight feel of her flesh. He heard Giselle’s soft cry of
distress. He took a deep breath and asked with concern through gritted teeth, “Are you o.k. baby? Did I hurt you?”
Damn, he should have taken her slowly. Giselle was smaller and tighter than the women he had been with. She was
definitely going to be sore when they were done. Quickly, he rubbed her swollen clit with his thumb, knowing that the
pleasure would soon override her temporary discomfort.
Giselle gripped Rob’s biceps tightly and shook her head. “No, you....feel so good inside me.” She relaxed her
muscle and the discomfort began to ease within the next second. Her body opened wider like a flower to accomodate
Rob as he put himself another inch deeper. Soon he was completely inside her and the fullest of him was absolutely
pleasurable and comforting.
Giselle thrusted up and clasped Rob’s cock tighter. Her provocative movement sent Rob to move, to thrust, to
bury himself, to revel in the paradise that he had longed for. He pulled himself out of Giselle almost all the way out and
then thrusted back into her. He did it again and again in a slow intoxicating rhythm, all the time stroking her belly and clit.
Every stroke, every touch brought Giselle closer and closer to her climax.
“Harder and faster, please!” Giselle said and wrapped her legs tightly against Rob’s flexing hips.
“Yes, yes, that’s it,.....Ooooo....Rob....yes...” she said and buried her head against the crook of his
neck. She moaned loudly when Rob buried himself to the hilt and touched her pleasure spot. The fire within her burned
so hot that she exploded with an earth shattering force. She laid back on the table, panting and sated, feeling as limp as
a wilted flower.
Rob continued to thrust in and out of her madly till he couldn’t contain himself any longer. His body stiffen and then
with a groan, he shot his essence into Giselle. “Oh baby,” he said breathlessly and then collapsed on top of her.
Giselle stroke Rob’s sweaty back and smiled. “I believe you enjoyed yourself.”
“Very much, more than I had imagined,” Rob said with a smile and reverently kissed Giselle’s breasts. He lifted
himself up and then gathered Giselle into his arms. “Do you mind I swing by again after work? I want to make sure
you’ll be o.k.. Well, with Oli gone,...I thought you might want some company. We can have a quiet dinner and talk
till dawn.”
Giselle looked at Rob and saw the tenderness in his green eyes. He wasn’t coming by just to have sex again
but actually wanting to have dinner with her. She pulled him down for a kiss. “Yes, I would like that very much.”
She stroke his cock that was growing hard again and said, “I think I want to eat my hot dog now.”
THE END
Copyright February 6, 2001 Doreen S. Foong
Note: Giselle was posted on RBL’s website on February 6, 2001 and
below are some of my fans’ comments:-
JL: Warning furbaby lovers: This story has a tear-jerker beginning - but oh what a man to comfort the poor
heroine *pant pant* - and guess what his name is!!!! Hi Doreen ~~waving~~! Glad you’ve come to join us and provided
that hot little tidbit for our enjoyment! You sure can cram a lot of emotion into a little space! I loved It!
Beth2: Well I’m glad JL warned me about the furbaby loss. Once I got past that sad moment and began reading
I could totally picture Rob comforting....me! “BWG”...and by the end of the story I was wanting more!! Doreen you
write very steamy stories and we’re glad you stopped by and shared this one with us.
