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The New and Improved Carly Chisum

Copyright© 2026 by JefferyB

Chapter 1

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Working in the cosmetics section of a department store in Austin, Texas, Carly Chisum, a thirty-year old, divorced woman, meets a salesman from another city who completely changes her life. What she knew of love and sex evaporated when she met Frank. This story is told in five parts.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Sex Toys   Squirting   Tit-Fucking   Public Sex  

When he graduated from college with a business degree in marketing, Frank Childress imagined himself receiving congratulations from a large consumer goods manufacturing company for his fantastic introduction of a new product. He dreamed of his victory and the promotion he would earn due to his outstanding product development.

However, six months after graduation, Frank found he had no job offers from even small consumer goods companies. While he had thought his degree would open doors for him, Frank found that it opened none. Without a Master’s Degree, no company of any significance was interested in talking to him.

Six months after graduation, Frank was living with his parents in Fort Worth, Texas. Reading the daily newspapers for job openings was totally depressing. After being on his own for the past three years, now living under his parents’ roof was the last thing he had expected.

Frank answered an ad from a small cosmetics manufacturer seeking someone in the Dallas/Ft Worth area to serve as a company merchandiser. It was a job far below what he believed his potential was, but he was becoming desperate. He needed an income to live on his own.

After accepting the job, Frank took his father’s advice, “Do any job to the best of your ability. You will be rewarded for your efforts.”

By the time Frank was twenty-six, he had turned the merchandiser job into a sales position. He was moved to cover the Midland-Odessa area of West Texas.

Perhaps the best thing about his new job was the woman who had the apartment across the hall. Her husband was working abroad, and she needed someone to warm her bed. Frank was available and willing. Over the next year, the woman took Frank to her sex school and taught him everything he would ever need to know about pleasing a woman. When he wasn’t traveling his territory, he was in her bed and earning an A+ in sex ed.

Frank was now thirty-five years old. He had earned high praise for his territory management and his conquest of women. He had worked for several cosmetic companies and now worked for an elite line with a fat salary, paid expenses and less travel. He lived in a new and stylish condo with new furnishings. Frank remained single with a few girlfriends, but nothing serious. Just the way he liked it.

As part of his business routine, Frank went to Austin every other week. He had three large department store customers there that required his attention for at least a full day. He typically stayed in a Marriott Hotel, ate well and drank expensive scotch. He lived well on the road at his employer’s expense.

On this particular trip, Frank was inside the cosmetics island with his saleswoman, Jackie. “Frank, we have a new woman working in the store for Arden. I want to introduce her, but I want your word you won’t try to spoil her.”

“Who have I ever spoiled?” he asked.

“Carly is a sweet woman. I’ve never even heard her use profanity. She’s been divorced for a couple of years and is a little shy. I know when you see her tits and ass, you’ll be all over her. I don’t want you breaking her heart.”

“You think I’m into tits and ass?”

“I know you are, Frank. I have worked with you for three years and have learned everything about you. Lord knows I’ve offered you my body many times. You always turned me down.”

“That’s because we have a business relationship,” he pointed out. “Besides that ... I know your husband, and he’s big enough to tear me into small pieces if he thought I was jumping your bones.”

“She’s coming over here now,” Jackie whispered. “Remember that you are going to be nice.”

Frank saw the woman approaching them. He guessed her to be thirty, and Jackie was dead on. This woman had an excellent figure. He decided she was very attractive. Not really beautiful, but a handsome woman.

“Frank, may I introduce Carly Chisum?” Jackie said. “She works for Arden and has been here for a little over a month.”

Frank held out his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Carly. Are you a part of the Chisum family that settled Texas and has a big cattle ranch?”

The woman smiled at Frank when she answered. “That’s my ex-husband’s family. I just kept the name when we divorced. My maiden name was Higginbotham, and I preferred the shorter name.”

Frank and Jackie both laughed. “I can totally understand your decision,” Frank replied. “Have you been working in the cosmetics business long?”

“I started two years ago after my divorce,” Carly answered with a frown. “I worked for Revlon for a couple of years. So, I learned the business from them. This job I have now pays better and has better hours. And I’d have to say my supervisors are nicer.”

“I think you’ll enjoy working in this store,” Frank suggested. “And you’ll get to work with Jackie. That will be a bonus.”

“Be careful of him,” Jackie said. “He has a silver tongue and will be taking your panties off before you know what’s happening.”

Carly looked at Frank and smiled. Her look suggested she was thinking that his getting into her panties didn’t sound like a bad idea.

An hour later, Frank was in the stock room checking inventory when Carly came down his aisle. “Is this your space too?” he asked.

“Yes,” she replied. “I need to get a couple of things for the counter.”

Frank watched as she reached for the items she wanted. He had to admit that Jackie was correct when she said this woman had a great ass. Now he was wondering what kind of panties she was wearing. “Do you live near here?” he asked.

“It’s not far,” she answered. “When I got this job, I moved into a new apartment complex fairly close by. My commute is only about fifteen minutes. Why do you ask?”

“Oh ... I was just wondering if you’d join me for a drink after work. I’m in town for three days and two nights every other week, and it would be nice to have someone to talk with.”

“Where would you suggest?”

“I’m staying at the Marriott. They have a nice, quiet bar that I generally visit in the evenings.”

“I know where that is, and I’ve been in their bar. It is very nice,” Carly offered. “I would enjoy having a drink with you, Frank. I don’t have many friends either. It would be nice to have a conversation with a man and a glass of wine.”

“How about 6:30?” Frank asked.

“That would be ideal for me,” she replied. “Should I meet you in the bar?”

“Chances are pretty good I’ll be sitting at the bar when you walk in. I won’t be hard to find.” He was thinking, I might be hard, but not hard to find.

Shortly before 6:30, Frank looked up to see Carly enter the bar. He waved as she walked towards him. He noticed that she hadn’t changed clothes from work, but it was evident she had removed her bra. Her breasts were most appealing as they bounced with each step she took. After greeting her, Frank turned and spoke to the bartender. “Charlie, this lovely lady and I will be moving to a table.” He asked Carly, “What is your preference in wine?”

“Anything white and chilled.”

To Charlie, he said, “Pour a pinot, and we’ll take it to the table.”

An hour and a half and three more glasses of wine later, Frank had learned a lot about Carly. She was thirty, had married at twenty, and the marriage lasted eight years before the divorce. Her husband had wanted children, and Carly was unable to conceive. On the fourth glass of wine, Carly had opened up and given Frank a lot of details about her marriage. She and her husband had daily sex. It was short and basic, but it was daily. She had been happy with the marriage. Her husband’s seeming only interest in life was having a son. He left her to find a ‘child-bearing’ woman.

Frank found out that she had been despondent for six months after the divorce before she picked herself up and went looking for a job. He learned that she enjoyed working and being around people in stores, but had not been out with a man since her divorce was finalized. Frank couldn’t help but think, if she had daily sex with her husband and hadn’t had it now for two years, she must be ungodly horny!

In the conversation, Frank had given her all the information about his life, including where he had lived and the jobs he had had. He made sure she knew he was single, not a traveling salesman with a wife and kiddies at home.

Finally, Frank said, “We’ve been here a while, and you must be starved. Would you like to move to the restaurant and have a meal? The chef here makes a mean gumbo or a chicken-fried steak if you prefer.”

“I should probably be getting home,” Carly said with a sweet smile. “I’ve had enough wine to put me to sleep early.”

“I’d rather you stay, but understand if you need to go. Where are you parked?”

I’m in the underground parking lot.”

“Then I’ll walk you to your car. Those caverns can be a little spooky after dark.”

“Thank you, Frank,” she said. “I can see you are a true gentleman.”

The parking area was lit, but poorly. When they arrived at Carly’s car, she turned to look up at Frank to thank him for a pleasant evening. However, when their eyes met, he understood that she wanted to be kissed. Frank pulled her to him, giving her a nice, slow lip kiss that suddenly turned into a vortex of hot lava.

It had been a long time since Carly had shared a romantic kiss, and this one was a doozy. Their tongues tangled and their bodies pressed together. She was swept up in a lustful hunger that she hadn’t felt since her marriage. A tiny voice in the back of Carly’s head was telling her to stop, but the fire between her legs was shouting, “Go, go, go!”

The heated kiss broke. Looking into Carly’s eyes, Frank said, “I think if we plan to continue this, we should go up to my room. That is, unless you want to put on a show for passersby.”

She swallowed hard and nodded her head. “That sounds like the logical thing to do.”

Frank took her by the hand, leading her back to the lobby and the elevators. Neither of them spoke a word as the elevator rose to the eighth floor, but Carly could feel her excitement building. There was no doubt in her mind that as soon as they were in his room, her clothes would disappear and she would willingly submit to him. Her behavior might be shameful, but she didn’t care. She wanted what was going to happen next.

Carly quietly walked into his room. As soon as the door was closed and locked, she practically jumped on him. The kiss that followed made the last one seem tame.

As they kissed passionately, Frank had one hand in her hair while the other was busy removing her clothes. In a matter of minutes, Carly was pressed against the wall, wearing nothing but her shoes. Frank continued kissing her as his hand found the hot spot between her legs. When his finger slid into her hot, wet pussy, Carly groaned loudly. Frank didn’t stop pleasuring her until she reached her first orgasm.

 
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