"I need these done ASAP", Janet yelled out, "and on my desk right away!"
It was a hectic morning at the prestigious Fortune 500 Company that sat in the heart of Chicago. It was the last week of the third quarter, sale figures had to be in, and Janet was at the realms of it all. At 32 years of age, Janet was one of the few African-American women to head up a company such as this one, and she was serious about her work. To her, it was always about business, and that's how you get ahead. After all, she didn't get this far up the corporate ladder by being a slacker.
It was now Friday, and the end of the work week, as well as the end of the work day. Janet's week was a success. Everyone was scuffling to get out of the office. It was a holiday weekend, and Chicago's party scene was in the atmosphere. As far as Janet, there were no specific plans. Stay at home, watch Lifetime, and get some much needed rest. It didn't hurt that she took an extra day off, so she didn't have to return to the office until Tuesday morning.
It was about a quarter after nine that Friday night. Janet had already been grocery shopping, she had cooked herself a healthy meal, did her dishes, took a shower, and now she was ready to relax in front of the fifty-six inch flat screen. Lying on the sofa, Janet had on a white robe, which only covered a small portion of her thighs, and silk thongs underneath. "If only someone else could be here to enjoy this", she thought to herself as she skimmed through the channels. There seemed to be nothing on TV that night so Janet settled on watching any ol' thing.
Moments later, Janet hears her doorbell ring. Not expecting anyone, she walked to the door with a puzzling look on her face. Janet looked through the peep hole to see a tall dark stranger standing on the opposing side of the door.
"Who is it?" Janet yelled out.
"It's me, Drew", the tall stranger responded, in a deep manly voice that somewhat familiar to Janet.
"Drew?" Janet asked, opening the door, "Andrew from North Cack?"
"Yes", the man responded. "It's me, good old Andrew", as Janet rushed to embrace him with a hug so tight, he literally had to gasp for air.
Andrew and Janet were childhood friends in North Carolina. He grew up in the house next door to Janet's mother's house. They were a few months apart in age and had graduated from the same high school. After graduation, they attended separate colleges, and had only seen each other only once in a while on holidays. Both did not go home often and had gotten out of touch with one another. The relationship between them was that of a brother and sister, and now after twelve years here stood Andrew.
"Come on in…..How are you, where have you been, what have you been up to, what are you doing here, how did you know where to find me, how did you get in the gate?", Janet asked all at once before Andrew could get a single word in.
"I'm in town for the holiday weekend", Drew started explaining. "The hotel that I was supposed to be staying at messed up my reservations." "Your mother gave my mother your information to give to me." "By the way, your mother said for you to call her."
"Well, why didn't you call me instead of just popping up?" Janet asked diligently.
"I'm sorry, do you have company?" Drew asked while looking at the scantily clad robe that was wrapped around Janet. "I called your cell phone and it went straight to voicemail, then I called your home phone and let that ring until it went to voice mail also."
"No, I do not have company", Janet implied, remembering that she had her cell phone turned off as well as the ringer to the house phone.
"So why are you"………
"None of your business", Janet lashed out, knowing exactly what Andrew was about to ask.
"Have a seat; I was just watching a movie."
Instead of watching a movie, Janet and Andrew reminisced about their youth, and got caught up from the past twelve years. Andrew had no woman or kids in his life, and a success as well in his field of work.
It was three thirty the next morning when all conversation ceased.
"Get your clothes, let me show you to your room", Janet suggested in a tiresome voice.
Andrew got his luggage out of the car and proceeded to follow Janet up the stairs to his room for the weekend. It was a huge room, nicely decorated mid-eastern style, with a king size bed and an adjoining bathroom.
"You're giving me your room?" Andrew asked in awe.
"No", Janet answered, "mine is the next room."
"Now go to bed." Janet said, as she exited the room.
The next morning Janet awoke to a familiar aroma in her bedroom. The scent was that in which she hadn't smelled in a while. She put on her robe and followed the aroma to the kitchen, where she found Andrew cooking breakfast.
"What are you doing?" Janet asked in a deep morning voice.
"I didn't know that you were awake", Andrew said as he turned the stove off.
Janet sat down looking at the meal that Andrew had prepared. She hadn't had breakfast like this in quite some time now. Normally, she was always in a rush and had to skip breakfast. This was quite a change of pace, and one that she was thankful for. She and Andrew ate breakfast and reminisced more about their past. As they were talking, Andrew discovered that Janet had no plans for the weekend and insisted that she accompany him. It would make it a little easier on him since she knew the city pretty well. After a little persuasion, Janet agreed to join Andrew in his quest to make this holiday weekend one to remember.
The two of them trekked out of the house and headed to the city. Janet took Andrew to places she thought that he would be interested in. They went to shopping malls, local clothing and gift stores, an eatery for lunch, and they even found time to stroll through a park.
When they arrived at the house that evening, Janet was exhausted. It's been awhile since she's had an all day outing.
"So what's up for tonight?" Andrew asked with a bit of excitement in his voice.
"What do you mean?" Janet blurted back, "I'm tired, my body is aching, and my bed is calling me". "Today was fun Drew, but that's it for me." "You're on your own."
"C'mon Janet, that was just the beginning, we're going to light up the city tonight, just you and me", Andrew claimed.
Andrew begged and pleaded with Janet until she got weary of his carrying on and agreed to hit the club with him that night. They both went into their respective rooms to bathe and get some rest before going out.
It was a quarter till eleven when Janet came down stairs to an awaiting Andrew. She had on a black dress that accented the curves of her body and showed more than just a little bit of her legs. She also had on a pair of designer heels that cost more than the monthly payment of a Mercedes S class. Her purse, which was Italian made, and looked to be one of a kind, matched her dress. Janet had also put on some of her most expensive perfume to complete her ensemble.
"Wow, you look marvelous!" uttered an awe struck Andrew.
"And you're not too shabby there yourself", replied Janet as she looked at Andrew who was wearing a three hundred dollar pair of dress pants, a two hundred dollar button up dress shirt, a five hundred dollar pair of dress shoes, a matching hat, and cologne that competed with Janet's perfume for dominance of the room.
Janet and Andrew set out for their destination, one of Chicago's premiere nightclubs. Once there, they danced, laughed, and had a few drinks. They even took a picture together.
"Here you go", the photographer said, handing Andrew a business card with the name JD's Perception on it. "Also, check me out at myspace.com/jdsperception in case you need any more photos taken.
It was around 3:30 in the morning when Janet and Andrew arrived back at the house. Janet seemed to be a little tipsy, so Andrew helped her inside.
"Have a seat on the couch while I get you a glass of water", Andrew said to Janet.
"I don't want any water", Janet exclaimed in a drowsy type voice. "I just want to get in my bed and go to sleep."
Andrew helped Janet up the stairs and into her bedroom. He then left her alone so that she could change out of her clothes.
About thirty minutes later Andrew heard Janet yelling out his name from her room. He went rushing to Janet's room to see what the problem was.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"There's nothing wrong", Janet said, "but I will take you up on your offer to get me a glass of water."
Andrew left out of the room and returned a few minutes later with a glass of ice water. He gave it to Janet who drank only a small portion of the water.
"Lay down awhile, until I fall asleep." Janet said to Andrew.
Andrew lay next to Janet as they both stared at the ceiling. Janet then rolled over slightly and placed her head on Andrew's chest. They began to talk with long quiet intermissions between topics. During an intermission, Andrew felt Janet's hand moving in a circular motion on his thigh. He ignored it until she moved her hand further up and began playing with his manhood.
Andrew felt himself rising rather quickly and removed Janet's hand from him.
"Stop!" Andrew gusted out.
"Drew, just take me here and now", Janet replied back.
"You're still tipsy, and you'll regret it in the morning", Andrew told Janet as he tucked her in and left out of the room.
Andrew was laying, awoke in the guest room, wondering if he should have taken advantage of the situation that had happened. "She's so sexy." he thought to himself. "Nah, I did the right thing." he thought as he drifted off to sleep.
Janet woke up late that morning and could smell the breakfast that Andrew was preparing downstairs in the kitchen. She did not want to go down there and face him because she had remembered what had happened earlier that morning in the same bed in which she lay.
"How could I have done something like that?" she asked herself. "Damn, how could he turn me down like that?"
Janet got up out of bed, washed up, and worked up the nerves to go downstairs for breakfast.
"Good morning Drew", Janet said cautiously, "umm, I need to talk to you about……………….."
"I don't have time right now Jan", Andrew blurted out before Janet could finish her sentence. "I have a lot that I've got'ta do today, and I'm already running late. I will see you later on tonight."
Janet was a little distraught that she did not get a chance to talk to Andrew about the situation that had taken place. It bugged her all day as she lounged around the house. All kinds of thoughts were going through her mind. She wondered what he thought of her now and was he trying to avoid her by staying away all day.
It was around ten pm when Janet decided to stop waiting for Andrew to come back. She went upstairs, took a long hot shower, dried her body, and put on movie. It was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, she was use to it. Janet walked into her closet and put on a lingerie set that still had the price tag attached.
Janet had gotten so comfortable in her bed that she had fallen asleep while watching the movie. She was awakened by what she thought was a movement on her bed. The TV was off, due to the automatic turn off timer. Janet strained her eyes trying to focus on a figure on her bedside. It was Andrew sitting beside her with nothing but his boxers on.
"Jan", he said in a quiet type voice, "this morning before I left out, you said that you wanted to talk about something". "What is it?"
Janet was motionless as she stared at Andrew. "I….I", Janet sighed as she struggled to get her words out. "I wanted to talk to you about what happened after we had gotten back from the club."
"Jan, there's no need for an explanation", Andrew replied abruptly. "You had a little too much to drink." "I understand".
At that moment, Andrew looked Janet in the eyes, leaned over slowly, and kissed her passionately, but ever so gently. The kiss sent Janet's heart racing, and had her confused at the same time.
"Jan," Andrew said, "I had nothing to drink tonight and I know exactly what I am doing. If you want me to stop, say the word and…….."
Before Andrew could say another word, Janet pulled him to her for another enticing kiss. Andrew maneuvered onto the bed alongside Janet. He gazed at her for a few seconds and proceeded to take the top part of her garment off. As Andrew threw the covers back off of Janet he could see her firm breasts outlined in the darkness of the room. Her nipples were hardened but became even harder once Andrew began to suckle on them. Janet wrapped her legs around Andrew to pull him closer to her. She could feel his erection poking her as she guided his boxers off with her feet. As Janet reached to grab what was poking her, she thought to herself that it's been so long since she has felt this way, and from what she could feel, Andrew had exactly what she needed. She guided the head of Andrew's dick to the entrance of her moistened twat. Andrew slowly entered into the realms of ecstasy as Janet let out a deep sigh.
Andrew pumped in and out of Janet slowly, as he could feel just how tight she was. Janet got into the groove as she began to move to the same rhythmic pattern as Drew. As Janet got into it even more, Andrew began to increase his speed and force.
"Fuck me Drew", Janet cried out, "Fuck me like I've always wanted you to!"
With that being said, Drew threw Janet's thickly built thighs across his shoulders and drilled as deep as he could go inside of her oil well. Janet moaned and screamed out, taking it all in.
"Turn over", Andrew said to Janet.
Janet turned over and held on to the headboard as Andrew pushed his way into her. Janet enjoyed every thrust that came from Andrew. She begged for more as Drew slapped her ass with the palm of his hand causing sensual pain to run throughout Janet's body with every hit.
Janet loved every moment of this escapade. It felt like it had been decades since her last sexual encounter, and she planned on taking advantage of the moment. After all, there was no telling when she was going to get some dick like this again.
Janet got out of the position that Andrew had her in, grabbed him by the hand, and led him to a pillow cushioned bench that was in her room. She sat him down on the bench and spread his legs. Once Andrew's legs were apart, Janet got on her knees, grabbed the shaft of Andrew's erect manhood, and placed it into her mouth. Janet could taste the remnants of her pussy juices on Andrew. She twirled her tongue around the head of Andrew's dick and sucked up and down while looking up and seeing that Andrew's face was filled with delight.
Janet could feel that Andrew was about to explode. She paused what she was doing, and got up. She wasn't ready for this to end just yet. Janet straddled Andrew while he was still sitting on the bench. Holding one another closely, she rode him slowly as sweat trickled down her body and onto his.
Andrew gazed up into Janet's eyes. For that moment, he knew that this was what he was longing for; this was what he's always desired.
Still gazing at Janet, Andrew rose from the bench, with Janet still grinding on him. He carried her across the room until they stood in front of an old oak dresser. Holding Janet in one arm, Andrew, in one swift motion, knocked everything off of the dresser. He gently placed Janet on the dresser and, held her legs open and fucked her with such intensity, that Janet cried out from the pleasure that was building inside her. With every thrust that Andrew gave her, Janet would thrust back into him.
"Fuck me harder", Janet gasped out loud as she laid herself flat on the dresser pulling Andrew on top of her.
Andrew plummeted deeper into Janet. With one of his legs on the ground and one of Janet's legs on his shoulder, he rammed into her like a wrecking ball, with no mercy.
Both, Andrew and Janet, were drenched in sweat as they went at it on the dresser top.
"I'm cummin', Janet I'm cummin'", Andrew yelled out while pulling out of Janet just in time to drench her stomach with the hot semen that seemed to have exploded from him.
Janet grabbed Andrew's ejaculating stick and massaged more of the hot semen from it. Then, moving quickly, Janet pushed Andrew off of her, jumped off of the dresser and bent over, with her hands on the dresser, and her legs wide apart.
"Quick, put it back in!" she ordered.
Andrew, as fast as he could, placed his dripping penis back inside the swollen pussy from which it came.
"Fuck me as hard as you can Drew and no matter what, do not stop!" Janet scorned.
Drew went to work fucking Janet as hard as he could and slapping her ass in the process. They went on for another fifteen minutes until Drew pulled out and released his cum onto Janet's back.
In the morning, Janet awoke with a smile, while being held by Andrew. This was the happiest that she's been in ages. She thought to herself, why was she feeling this way? Was it because she had gotten the fucking of her life, or was it because that the great fucking, came from Andrew. It didn't matter, because either way it goes, she got what she wanted…………
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