Mythical Librarian

          I was running late on my way to the library. It was a Friday afternoon and traffic was already backed up. My project for class was due that night and I had some last minute research to cram in before turning it in. The library was scarce with people. I guess it was due to the fact that it was the end of the week and everyone was ready to start their weekend. I gathered the reference books that I needed and sat down at a vacant table. About thirty minutes into my research, I realized that I was missing a book. Making my way across the library floor, I found the section where the book should be. Searching vigorously, I couldn’t find it at all.

          “Um, may I help you find something” I heard a voice say from behind.

          Startled, I turned around. In front of me was a young lady of caramel complexion. She was short, but stacked. She stood about five-two, nice long hair which I couldn’t tell was real or not, and from what I could see, she appeared to have had on no makeup. Dressed in the manner that a librarian should be dressed, she had on a pair of black dress slacks, a button up shirt, and a pair of heels which weren’t too overbearing. Her glasses set off her look. They really complimented her facial features.

          “You look a little baffled over here”, she said to me with a slight smirk on her face.

          “I can’t seem to find a certain book that I need for a project I'm working on” I explain.

          “Well, let me see what I can do to help. What book are you looking for exactly?”

          I handed her a piece of paper with names of books on them, pointing to the one that I needed.

          Looking in the section in which we were standing, she resigns and tells me that she’ll be right back. She returned about four minutes later handing me a book.

          “Thank you. You're a life saver”, I tell her.

          “No problem, just all in a day’s work.” she responded with a smile that showed a set of perfectly straight pearly white teeth and a set of dimples that accented her face.

          I scurried back over to my table to finish up my project. The young librarian was still on my mind. Why didn’t I ask her name? The thought of me not finding out anything about her was beginning to haunt me. I finished up my work and proceeded on a scavenger hunt. I had to find her. Walking about the whole library, there was no sign of her. She must have gotten off already, I thought to myself. I walked up to the main desk near the front of the library where there was a lady working who looked like she was in her early to mid-fifties.

          “Excuse me” I spoke in her direction. As soon as I said that, in the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the young librarian walking down an aisle. “Uh, never mind” I said to the lady at the desk as I rushed off after the young librarian.

          “Hey” I yelled out as I got closer to her.

          “Yes, may I help you?” she asked with sternness in her voice and a dismantled look on her face.

          “Um, I was hoping that we can talk and get acquainted with one another.”

          “I don’t think so. I was just leaving.”

          Desperately, I thought of something to say. “Let me gather my things and I'll walk you out” I uttered. “Is that ok with you?”

          “I suppose that will be fine”, she responded looking me square in the eyes.

          “Oh, I'm Romel by the way, and you are…?” I said, dragging my words out and extending my hand.

          “I’m Nique” she replied as she grasped my hand. Her hand felt soft and very smooth. The texture made me inquisitive as to rather or not the rest of her body felt the same way.

          “Well Nique, let me collect my belongings, and I'll be right back” I said before darting off.

          When I returned, Nique was standing near the exit. I opened the door for her and we walked out into the brisk fall air.

          “Did you drive here?” I asked.

           “Yes, my car is at the far end of the parking lot.”

          We reached Nique’s car, a green hatchback. Sharing a bit of small talk with her for a few minutes, I finally got the nerve to ask for her number. After giving it to me, still feeling brave, I asked if I could see her later that night. She gave me a “don’t press your luck” kind of look and told me to just call. Can you really blame a fella for trying? We embraced. Then Nique got into her car and drove off as I stood watching.

          Later that night, I called Nique up. We must have stayed on the phone for about three hours before deciding to turn in. I asked if I could spend some time with her one day during the weekend. She claimed to be busy with family who were in town visiting. Telling me that she had to be at the library on Monday to get some work done, she suggested that I meet her there.

 

 

          Monday could not have come fast enough for me. Nique had told me to meet her around closing time, so I arrived at the library around a quarter till eight. As I walked in, people were scurrying out. I found Nique putting up what seemed to be the last of some books that were in her hand. She gave a slight smile upon seeing me. Motioning for me to follow her, Nique turned and walked away. She went down an extended aisle of books, made a right, and headed towards the back of the library. Nique came to a halt near a door with a lit sign above it that read ‘exit’.   

          “Wh…what are you doing?” I asked stuttering.

          Nique looked at me with an intense stare on her face. “Shhhh, come here” she whispered.

          When I got within arm’s reach, Nique grabbed onto me by my shirt, surprising me, and pulling me closer to her. Throwing her arms around my neck, she pulled down on me forcing my face closer to hers, and kissed me forcibly. The initial shock had me frozen, but somehow my hands found their way onto her waistline. Pulling her body even closer to mine, I could feel the blood pounding from my heart and racing to a destination below my waist. Nique stopped the kiss abruptly and stared me square in the eyes. Her hands slid from around my neck and onto the handle of the door. Pushing her backside against the door and tugging at me, Nique led me into a dimly lit stairwell and down one flight of stairs onto an odd shaped platform. She leaped up on the metal guard rail and stared at me intently while slowly and seductively unbuttoning her blouse revealing a black laced bra. I wanted her, but did I want her in the stairwell? I’ve never done anything like this before. What if someone walks in? What if it’s the police and we get arrested?

          I take a step towards Nique, then another and another. The closer I got to her, the more she spread her legs causing her skirt to rise further and further up her thighs. I reached out to her placing my hands on her waist and then moving them onto her back. Her skin was soft like that of satin. She flashed an infectious smile, which lead me to sucking on her lower lip. With heavy panting, we kissed and caressed one another. Our hands touched, squeezed, rubbed, and searched. Suddenly we heard a door open from about two flights up disrupting our intimate moment. We remained still and quiet until the door closed again and until we were sure that the coast was clear. Nique slid down from the guard rail.

          “Come on” she said as she started climbing the stairs.

 

 

          I followed Nique out of the door in which we had entered. The library was dark and everyone was gone, including the staff. Nique took my hand and led me across the library to a table that sat oddly, smack dead in the center of the library. Nique sat on the table. I stood there watching her not knowing what to do. What if the person we heard in the stairwell was still here?

          Nique leaned back on the table lifting her feet up on the edge revealing her vagina to me. Wow, no panties! Looking at me, she placed her hand on her inner thigh, slowly moving it down until it reached her sweet spot. Inserting a finger, she moved it in and out, with a pace that had the temperature in my pants to a boiling point. Panting and moaning, Nique’s finger emerged from her wet spot. She placed it in her mouth twirled her tongue around it and sucked on the juices. As if on cue, I removed my shirt and approached the tempting young lady whom I was desiring. Standing at the edge of the table, I looked down upon the thick young librarian who still had her glasses on. Her still wearing those glasses was turning me on more than me watching her touch herself. Nique sat upright on the table. She unbuttoned and unzipped my pants while still looking at me. I stepped out of my shoes and sox. Staring me in the eyes, simultaneously, Nique pulled my pants and boxers down to my knees, using her feet to pull them down the rest of the way. Sitting up with her legs hanging off of the table, she placed her hand on my chest, kneading it rhythmically, and massaged my scrotum with the other. Looking down, Nique admired her handy work that was going on below. My erection was staring back at her begging for attention. Moving her face closer to His Royal Highness and opening her mouth, Nique stopped within a half an inch from him and retreated. Reaching into a hidden slot on her skirt, Nique produced a condom packet. Relieving the condom of its constraints, she pinched the tip, and with precision, unrolled it onto me.

          “Take me” Nique ordered. I unbuttoned her blouse, removed it, and threw it to the floor. Nique took it upon herself to undo her bra, setting free the prettiest pair of breasts that I have ever laid eyes on. I tugged at her skirt, removing it along with her flats. She looked astonishing sitting there on the table. Moving closer to her, my erection was centered between her legs. Nique laid back, her gluteus to the edge of the table. I lifted her legs, placing them on my shoulders. I rubbed the back of my hand against Nique’s cheek, down the side of her neck, over her nipples, down the center of her stomach, slightly across her vagina, and onto my manhood. With my erection in hand, I guided it towards Nique’s entrance and slid inside of her slowly and smoothly. I began my motion, in and out of her. Letting out a sigh, Nique’s lower body began to gyrate, catching on to my rhythm with perfect timing. With each stroke, her love cave contracted around me, massaging my manhood, and sending me into a euphoric state incomparable to anything that I've ever felt before. I placed one hand on the table beside her and the other on her breast, pulling, pressing, and squeezing it as I pushed on.

          “Ahh, yes Romel, let me have it” Nique spieled out, her head faced to the side of the table. With Nique urging me on, my pace quickened. Grabbing the edge of the table, Nique panted and moaned, taking every bit of me that I was throwing her way. By this time, I had forgotten all about the person that we heard while in the stairwell. My focus was on this sexy being sprawled out in front of me.

          Nique leaned up, resting on her elbows. Watching me work her middle section over, she then pushed me away on my upstroke causing me to withdraw from her. In one swift motion, Nique sprung from the table and onto her feet, doing an about-face. Leaning over and grasping the table, she spread her legs and took a few steps back, her butt barely touching me. I stood still for a moment in awe of the spread that she had on her. Her tender spot peering at me, creamy, and mine for the taking.    

          Feeling my hand rub her behind and down to her panocha, Nique braced herself. I placed two fingers inside of her, moving them in, out, and around. They were quickly sopped by her juices. Pulling my fingers out yieldingly, and using them as a reference point, I infiltrated Nique’s walls of pleasure. Letting out a slight grunt, I plummeted in and out of her. Much to my delight, Nique bounced up and down on my pogo stick.

          As Nique and I were going at it, something on the table caught my eye. It was a book, a book by O’ TheWriter. How convenient I thought, laughing to myself. Careful, not to break my stride, I reached for the book. I placed it onto Nique’s lower back, pressing down on it with both hands. Still giving Nique backshots, I lifted the book from her back.

          WHAP!!! I hit Nique on her rear end with the book. The hit sounded off, echoing and sending shockwaves throughout her body. WHAP… WHAP… WHAP!!! I hit Nique with the book again, and again, and again. Her arms began to weaken. WHAP!!! I hit Nique one more time. Her arms gave way causing Nique to collapse onto the table in convulsions releasing her love juices on and around my erection.

          I stood motionless, letting Nique bask in glorious moment. Recovering from her convulsions, Nique instructed me to sit in a nearby chair that looked like a Lazy Boy recliner that belonged in a home somewhere. As I sat in the chair, Nique waltzed over to me flashing a unique smile that was enhanced by her dimples. Her lack of height made the thickness of her frame that much more appealing. There was no doubt in my mind that Nique was sexy, and I wanted her.

          “I'm about to make quick work of you” Nique said, straddling me with her legs dangling off of the arm rests of the chair. Leaning forward with her breasts within close proximity of my gaping mouth, Nique reached for the back of the chair. I clench onto the nipple of her left bust, sucking on it like a calf that was famine. Nique began her ride on top my totem pole. She took me in with ease, moving nothing but her hips. I place my palms on her behind, giving her that extra lift that she needs. Nique was now pouncing on me. I began to meet her gestures with movements of my own. Groans escape from the back of my throat. My breathing intensified but my mouth was still latched on to her nipple, and my tongue encircling it. Nique leaned back causing her breast to become free from my grip. Placing her left hand behind her onto my right leg and her right hand around the back of my neck, Nique began grinding me with amazing force. I could feel my buildup nearing the tip of my penis. Locking my fingers together behind Nique’s lower back, I stood up and turn around, holding Nique and facing the chair. Her legs around my waist, Nique lean back with her hands in the chair. I thrust into her forcibly over and over again. Nique started squealing. I'm grunting and thrusting.

          “I'm cumming again” she yells out.

          “Me too” I reply back.

          “Hold it……. I'm there” Nique says as she tenses up and lets go once again.

          “I'm cumming Nique, I'm cumming” I blurt out.

          “Pull out” Nique instructs with authority.

          I pull out and release Nique from my grasp. Hastily, she unrolls the condom from my throbbing erectile just in time for the explosion of hot, malted semen. Nique takes my shlong into her hand and jacks it, allowing it to ejaculate onto her chin and chest. My legs weaken. Nique leans back into the chair as I lean forward resting against the chair’s back. Nique still has me in her hand, smearing the puddle of cum on her chin and breasts with the head of my tingling penis.

I pause for a moment to unwind from my climax. We both go to the restroom to freshen up and sneak out of the library unnoticed.

I tried getting in touch with Nique that whole week to no avail. Towards the end of the week, I decided to go to the library in search of her. I looked around, but didn’t spot her anywhere.

“Excuse me ma'am” I said to an older looking woman standing behind the desk, “I’m looking for a young lady who works here. Her name is Nique.”

The lady behind the desk gave me a puzzling look before responding, telling me that no one by that name nor that description works there. I persist with my questions. The lady goes as far as to asking a manager to help verify who I am looking for. Come to find out, Nique really didn’t work there.

It’s been four years since that sensational night at the library. Needless to say, I have never heard from, seen, or ran into Nique since then. I have never told anyone of my mysterious encounter with Nique, the Mythical Librarian; for fear that no one would believe such a story.

            Looking you (the reader) in your eyes and asking, “DO YOU BELIEVE?”

 

Fallacious Perceptions

           It was a warm yet breezy spring day. My girl Nia and I were walking downtown doing some shopping in the local boutiques. I must admit that both of us deserved this shopping spree. We work very hard. Nia has been my closest friend since I moved here a little over five years ago. I guess the saying of opposites attract is true because Nia and I are just that, opposites. Nia’s a country girl, while I'm from the city. Nia is conservative while I am a little more out there. The list goes on, but all in all, regardless of anything, that’s my girl. By the way, my name is Rene.

          After being downtown for a few hours, Nia and I decided to have lunch at one of the restaurants in the area that had an outside patio. We ordered our meals. There were others out on the patio also, most notably, two brothers sitting in the corner, who kept staring at us every chance they got. I have to admit, Nia and I were on point and we liked the attention that was coming from the corner.

          Our food arrived. Nia and I ate and conversed. We talked about our work week and upcoming goals. Both of us had high ranking nine to five jobs in corporate America. Upon finishing our meals, the waitress cleared our table, and Nia took care of the tab. We continued our conversation at the table.

          “Oh my gosh”, Nia country ass said in loud whisper. “I think they’re coming over here”

          I looked up, only to see the two gentlemen from the corner walking in our direction. They were both nicely dressed. The one leading the way was a big hunk of a man. I mean muscles bulging like he worked out every day all day. Also, to his advantage, he was handsome as fuck. He had tats displaying on both arms. The sight of this man was making my mouth water, or maybe it was me looking at the print in his pants that did so.

          His friend on the other hand, was kind of on the slim side and a little dorky looking. Well maybe not dorky looking, he just wasn’t my type. He had no type of swag about himself. From what I could see, the guy had no tats, no piercings, no nothing. He was just plain, but it didn’t matter, because it wasn’t him who had my attention.

          “Hi ladies” the hunk said in a deep manly voice that made me want to get up, pull his dick out, and suck it right then and there. “My name is Brent and this is my homeboy Chad”.

          “Hello”, Chad timidly chimed in.

          “Hi” Nia and I replied simultaneously.

          Brent continued talking, “We saw you two sitting here and we couldn’t resist coming over. Do you mind if we sit with you?”

          “No, no we don’t mind.” I blurted out with no hesitation.

          Nia gave me a funny look, but I didn’t care. There was no way that I was going to pass up this gorgeous hunk of a man.

          The two friends sat with us. Brent sat by Nia while Chad flopped his ass down next to me. “I’m Rene, and this is Nia” I said, politely introducing us.

          Brent carried on a conversation with Nia and me while Chad would chime in every so often. When Brent spoke, most of his attention was in Nia’s direction. This couldn’t be happening. I had to get his attention on me somehow. I had to gain his interest.

          “So Brent, are you single?” I asked abruptly.

          “Yes I am. As a matter of fact, and so is Chad.”

          Damn a Chad! I kept throwing questions in Brent’s direction. I could see my plan working as his focus shifted towards me. We laughed and flirted slightly with one another. Then what I didn’t want to happen, happened.

          “Well ladies” Brent said as he scooted his chair back and stood up. “I’m afraid that we have to run.”

          “So soon?” Nia asked.

          Chad, Nia, and I stood up. Brent pulled out a pen and began writing on a cocktail napkin. “These are our numbers”, he said leaving the napkin on the table. “Feel free to call at any time.

          The guys gave us hugs and left Nia and me at the table. Grabbing the napkin, I asked Nia which of the two that she wanted to call. She said that it didn’t matter to her because she wasn’t really interested in a man at the time. I told her that I was going to take Brent’s number and suggested that she hook up with Chad. Nia gave me another of her funny looks. I told her not to be like that because he might just turn out to be the perfect man, knowing good and well that I didn’t believe anything that I was telling her. I put Brent’s number in my phone and Nia took Chad’s.      

          

           I gave Brent a call that week and we hit it off pretty well. From our phone conversations and texts, the sexual chemistry was building up between the two of us. Brent would tell me or send me messages of how he wants to eat me out or how he’s going to fuck my brains out. All I could think about is that muscular body controlling me. My panties got drenched at the thoughts of what he would tell me. Good lawd, I wanted that man!

          I decided to call Nia one night to tell her about what was going on with me and my new muse. I told her all about Brent and the things that he would say to me. Nia didn’t seem too enthused about it. I think that deep down inside, she really wanted Brent, but to hell with that. That piece of meat was mine.

          Brent and I finally set a date for us to meet up. On the day of, he came to pick me up from my home. I had an overnight bag because the plan was for me to stay the night at his place. Brent and I went to watch a free play that was happening at the park. The play was cool but Brent complained about most of it. Leaving the park, Brent then took me to a bar where happy hour was going on. Upon exiting the car, Brent headed into the bar before me, which I thought was odd. I thought that maybe he just wanted to make sure that we could get a seat. We ordered a few drinks in which Brent even complained about the service and he refused to leave a tip.

          By this time, all I wanted to do was go chill. On the way to his apartment, Brent would make remarks of how he couldn’t wait to have me and how he planned on giving me the best night of my life. Hearing his words made my pussy moist. Little did he know, I had some tricks up my sleeve as well.

          Getting out of the car, we headed up to Brent’s apartment. He unlocked the door, headed inside, and told me to lock it behind myself. I walked in with my bag in tow. Brent had disappeared, so I sat down on the couch in front of the TV. He appeared moments later and sat beside me. He wrapped his arm around me, and turned the TV on to Sports Center. Brent started fondling my breast with his hand. I felt my body heating up. When I looked over in his direction, Brent immediately began kissing me, forcing his body onto mine. I leaned back as he positioned himself. I parted my legs so that he could come in a little closer. His body weighed down on me not allowing me to move much. Damn, I longed to feel this man inside of me. There was no doubt about it, I was ready.

          Brent retracted his body from me, took me by the hand, and led me down the corridor into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and undressed himself. What a sight. This was the perfect specimen and he was all mines. Getting into the shower, Brent looked at me and told me to get in. I did as I was told. Once inside, Brent gave me a wash cloth and some soap. He was already washing his body so I began washing mine as well. Brent pulled me under the water towards him so that I could rinse off. He leaned over, grabbed my breast, and placed my nipple in his mouth.

          “Yes”, I thought to myself, “it’s about to go down”.

          Brent let go of my nipple only to kiss me gently on my lips. I rubbed my hands on his chest. I dropped one hand down to his manhood. Brent was truly packing down there. I bit my lip as I got down on my knees and took him into my mouth. I was surprised at myself the way that I was sucking this man off. Brent looked down at me and told me that he couldn’t take it anymore and that he had to have me.

          We exited the shower and went into the bedroom where Brent bent me over the bed and drove that big thing deep into my pussy. Brent grabbed a hold of my waist as I clenched the sheets.

          “Yes daddy, give it to me”, I yelled out to Brent.

          “I'm giving it to you”, Brent hollered back. “This is……….is………….is my puuuuuu-ahhhhhhhh!”

          I felt Brent pull out of me and place his dick on my ass.

          “Did you just cum?”

          “Yeah” Brent said breathing heavily. “Your pussy is too good, I couldn’t help it.”

          “Ok, well it’ll last longer on the second round.”

          “Of course” Brent replied.

          Brent got a wash cloth and wiped my backside. He pulled back the sheets and got in the bed. I placed my head on his chest and massaged him to get him back up again. Hearing heavy breathing and a slight whistling sound, I looked up at Brent.

          “Are you sleeping?” I asked him.

          “No, no. We still have to go again”, Brent said.

          As soon as that was said, Brent turned over on his side and started snoring. I laid awake for what seemed like forever in disbelief of what just happened.

          The next morning I awoke to Brent licking on my breasts. I felt his erection against my leg. I got wet immediately.

“Morning sex?” I thought out, “Now this is more like it”.

I rolled over on top of him and eased down onto his dick. Grinding my hips, I began to work him over. From the look on Brent’s face, I could tell that he was enjoying the ride. I started going faster and faster. Brent stopped me and rolled me over into the missionary position. He placed my legs on his broadened shoulders and guided his well endowed friend into my throbbing vagina. Brent started stroking my kat with the swiftness. Getting into the groove, I gyrated to his rhythm.

“Uhhhhhhh!”

Brent pulled out and came on my stomach.

“What the hell!” I yelled out. “What was that? Don’t tell me that’s all you got.”

Needless to say, that was it. Later that evening while back at home, I called Nia.

“Hey Nia, I saw that I have a missed call from you. What’s going on girl?”

“Nothing too much” Nia responded. “I was just checking up on you because I haven’t heard from u in a while.”

“Well, I spent the night at Brent’s last night, and girl let me tell you….”

“Really?” Nia interrupted. “What a coincidence. I went out with Chad last night.”

“Hold up, did you say Chad? I thought you didn’t like him?”

“Well I decided to call him up one day and we’ve been having some entertaining conversations. He asked me to go out with him and I did, but forget that, tell me about your night with Brent. I know he laid it down.”

“I’ll tell you, but tell me about your date first. Now this I have to hear”, I said laughing.

Giving me the short version, Nia began telling me about her date. “Well, he picked me up from home and he was a real gentleman from beginning to end. He opened the car door for me every time, building doors, he pulled out my chair so that I could sit, and before we had dinner, he spread the napkin across my lap.”

“Sounds nice, but that’s that punk shit.” I said as Nia and I both laughed.

She continued telling me. “Girl this guy loves to walk. I had on heels and we walked around down town and around the park. He bought me flowers from a vendor, and we went on a carriage ride. By the time we got back to my place, my feet were killing me from all of that damn walking. Because of me complaining about my feet aching from all the walking, he carried me from the car to the house. I thought to myself, ‘Here comes the game, he just wants to come inside.’ I unlocked the door and he brought me in. Girl when I say this guy is something else, he is something else. He placed me gently onto the sofa, turned my TV on, and asked me if he could get me something to drink as if it was his place. Rene, he treated me like royalty in my own house. I didn’t know what to do or how to act. I have never been treated in such a way. He put a movie in the dvd player and he massaged my feet for the duration of the movie. Once it was over, he decided that he was going to leave because it was late. Girl something in me did not want this man to leave. I asked him to stay awhile longer. He obliged, so I positioned myself on the sofa to lay my head in his lap and we talked in the dark. One thing led to another. Our conversation led to a kiss, the kiss led to more kisses, which led to touching, foreplay, and that led to our clothes coming off. Rene this man fucked me all over my house and in so many positions like we were auditioning for a porno flick. He had my body screaming.”

“Are you sure we’re talking about the same dorky Chad, Brent’s friend?” I asked unbelievingly.

“Girl yes! I was shocked too” Nia said. “Rene!”

“What?”

“Rene!”

“What Nia?”

“Re-naaay!”

“Girl shut up and tell me!” I scorned at Nia.

“Rene, Chad came, and he still wasn’t through.

“WHAT?!!!”, I yelled out uncontrollably.

“Yes” Nia continued on. “He came, his dick got back hard almost immediately, and he proceeded to wear my pussy out. Girl I……………..

I hung the phone up on Nia. I could not believe that shit. How could that book worm looking lame give her the fucking of her life while I got, I got, shit, I don’t know what it was that I got. (S.M.H. and rolling my eyes in disbelief)

* Thank you to Alicia for helping me out with the names of my characters. Fellas, she's very sexy and ladies, she can keep you up to date with the latest fashions and styles. Follow her on twitter at ----->  @AliciaStyle

Diamond Chocha

Marie sat in the bathroom at her job crying on her cell phone. On the other end of the phone was William, her man friend of the past three years.

“It’s crazy” Marie cried out. “I just want to leave and never come back. These people can be so cruel at times.”

“Marie, it’s going to be ok.” William replied back. “You're the best at what you do, so everyone is going to be gunning for you. Those guys at your office don’t want a woman being in a higher position than they are. You can do it Marie, stay focused baby.”

Marie smiled as she thought of how good William is to her. While still on the phone with him, she got herself together. She talked to William as she prepared herself to head back into the office.

“Thank you baby, I’m much better now”, Marie told William, but in the back of her mind, thinking that she was so ready to leave this place.

“Ok.” William responded. “I guess I’ll have to go out and get you some flowers before you get home.” he said jokingly.

The rest of Marie’s day was even more hectic. Once five o’clock hit, she rushed out of the office in distraught avoiding eye contact with onlookers. “Well I guess she’ll be turning in her resignation papers.” one of Marie's coworker said to another as they watched her leave out of the building.

The ride home was no different from the rest of Marie’s day. There was an accident on the highway and she had gotten stuck in traffic for what seemed to be forever.

She arrived home around six thirty. What was normally a twenty minute ride had turned into an hour and a half tour. Marie scurried to the front door. Entering the house, she noticed that William had forgotten to leave some type of lighting fixture on when he left out for work. Marie found the light switch and turned the lights on in the foyer. It was late. William gets off at eight and she had to start dinner.

Marie headed down the corridor to go put her belongings away.

“Baby, you're home.” a voice rang out.

A startled Marie dropped everything and she quickly turned around. William was standing in the dark at the entrance to the kitchen.

“William, what are you doing home?” Marie asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work still?”

“Marie, after I got off the phone with you earlier, I just couldn’t fathom staying at work. I had to get you those flowers right then and there baby. Here you go.”

William removed his arm from behind his back, and extended it towards Marie. In it was a lovely array of daffodils, gladiolus, and amaryllis. A warm loving feeling came over Marie as she took the flowers, smiled, and hugged William.

“Baby, wait right here for a minute, let me put your things away” William told Marie.

William left to put Marie’s belongings in another area of the house. He returned abruptly. He led Marie into the dining room, which was dimly lit by the candles that adorned the table. William pulled Marie’s chair out for her to have a seat. He then went into the kitchen only to come back and pour Marie and his drinks. He disappeared once again, this time reappearing with their dinners in hand. William sat across the table from Marie and blessed the food. The two of them ate dinner and partook in mature conversation. When Marie tried to bring up her day at work, William stopped her and told her that this night was about tranquility and that her day shall remain in the not so distant past. Marie agreed and the two continued eating and conversing.

After they finished their meals, William politely instructed Marie to take a shower while he put the dishes in the dish washer. Without any questions, Marie did as she was told.

While in the shower, Marie wondered rather or not William was going to come up and join her. Just as she pondered that notion, the shower curtain opened and in stepped her knight in brown armor. William wasted no time, pulling Marie near him and washing her body. When he was through cleansing Marie, he told her to lay on the bed a wait for him. Again, Marie did as she was told and left William to be alone in the shower.

William washed and rinsed his body then exited the shower. He went into the bedroom where he found Marie laid across the bed on her front side. William stood still for a moment gazing at Marie’s frame. He moved towards the dresser where he grabbed Marie’s lotion, headed over to the nude Marie laying across the bed, and gently applied the lotion to her receptive body.

Marie always liked the way that William touched her. He was always gentle and very attentive when it came to her body. With William, her body responded in ways that it never have with any other guy that she had been with.

“Stand up please?” William asked Marie.

Marie got up off of the bed and stood in front of William, who grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. The two stood in the middle of the bedroom floor staring into each other’s eyes as the moonlight glared on their nude bodies. Still holding on to Marie, William let his hands move around Marie, until they were lightly caressing her back. He then lowered his head towards Marie, giving her a kiss so intense that Marie could barely feel her feet under her. William then scooped her off of her feet and into his arms. Heading out of the bedroom door with Marie in tow, William took Marie downstairs.

When they reached the living room, William set Marie down on her feet. He reached on the end table for a remote. With the pressing of a button, the soulful voice of Gerald Levert filled the room.

William reached out for Marie’s hand. She took a hold of his hand and stepped towards him.

Looking into Marie’s eyes, William asked, “May I have this dance Beautiful?”

Marie obliged and started dancing ever so gracefully with William. The two danced, smiled, and stared at one another for the duration of the song. When the song ended, William kissed Marie again. While kissing her, he started walking Marie back towards the stairs. When Marie felt her foot hit the bottom step, she stepped up onto it. She kept going up slowly until William stopped her about a third of the way up. He laid her on the stairs, parted her legs, and without any type of warning, darted his tongue deeply into her abyss.

Marie let out a slight yelp as William's tongue entered her and went to work on her walls. William placed Marie's legs onto his shoulders and lifted her ass off of the stair in which it was resting on. He licked, sucked, and nibbled on Marie's pussy with a vengeance. William did not let a drop of Marie's juices drip from out of her. He lapped up every single drop of it.

Marie felt the pressure building up inside of her from her swollen clit. She lifted herself up onto her arms trying to go further up the stairs to get away from William. The more that she tried to get away, the tighter the grip became that William had on her. With his arms under her legs and wrapped around her thighs, there wasn’t much that she could do but lay there and take the sensual abuse that her pussy was enduring.

“Uhhhh, shit!” Marie yelled out. Panting heavily, she reached for the guard rails on the stairwell. William continued to eat the fuck out of Marie's pussy. You would have thought that he hadn't had a meal in weeks the way that he was going in on Marie's juicy chocha. William was relentless. He wasn’t going to let up until he got what he wanted, and boy did he get it. Marie's body began to tense up. Her legs tightened and locked around William’s neck. She felt as if jolts of electricity were shooting through her body and going to its only outlet, her vagina. Marie elevated her lower body until she was only resting on her shoulders and the back of her neck. Then it happened. A burst of fluid shot out of her and found an access which happened to be William’s mouth. William caught as much of the fluid as he could, savoring the taste. Marie was shaking feverously. About a minute had passed and she was still slightly squirting.

“Oh shit William, what the fuck are you trying to prove?”

William didn’t say a word. All of that squirting had created a monster in him and he was steadily positioning himself to unleash it on Marie. William had slowly crept further up onto Marie's torso. The further up he moved, the more Marie's legs were being bent towards her body. When William felt like he was in a good enough spot, he reached beneath himself grabbing his piece of steel and guided it towards Marie's shining star. Marie felt the entrance of her vagina expand as the crown of William’s dick pierced her. William was packing and Marie was reminded of that every time they had intercourse. Smoothly, he slid all the way inside of her. William paused for a second so that Marie could take it all in. All of these years of fucking William, Marie still was not a hundred percent use to his dick.

Marie lay on the stairs panting and trying to catch William’s rhythm. His dick stretched Marie's walls with its massive size. Marie got into the groove, put her arm around the back of William’s neck, and worked her lower body, propelling her pussy at William, greeting his every stroke. The two worked up a sweat as they went at it.

William reached under Marie and scooped her up, putting her back against the stairwell wall. William fucked Marie as hard as he could. Marie hollered out with each stroke as she held onto William. She was in pure bliss. Her body was engorged with pleasantry. Suddenly, Marie dug into William’s back. Without any forewarning, she was cumming again. Marie let out a roar as she felt an eruption between her thighs. She came with such force, that it almost pushed William back.

Knowing the signs of what just happened, William walked up the stairs with Marie in tow. When he reached the top, he placed Marie's flaccid body onto the floor. He caressed and kissed her.

Marie looked up, smiling at William. “You really know how to please me.” she said to him.

“Oh, I’m not through with you yet.” William said. At that moment he flipped Marie's body so that she lay on her stomach. William then placed his knee between the back of Marie's thighs, causing her legs to part. Marie lifted her ass towards William as if she knew exactly what he wanted. William watched as Marie's round backside came towards him and her pussy opened up revealing all of its glory to him. Instantly William’s dick darted towards her snatch as if it had a homing device in it.

Placing all of his weight onto Marie's body and pressing her to the floor, William dug into Marie's pussy like a sledgehammer pounding against the concrete. Marie enjoyed every minute of it but it was starting to be a bit much for her. She tried crawling towards the bedroom, but William was relentless with his onslaught against her now swollen vagina. Halfway to the bedroom, Marie lifted her body off of the floor. He grabbed her by her waist continuing to fuck as hard as he could. Marie threw her pussy back at William massaging his dick with each thrust. The two of them went at it until William couldn’t take it anymore.

“Damn Marie, I’m cummin’”, William yelled out.

“No, not yet William, uhhhhh not yet baby!” Marie said, pulling away from William. She turned towards him and instructed him to lie on the floor. William complied with the orders that were given to him. As he lay there, Marie stroked his dick with a look of admiration in her eyes.  She then hovered over William, lowering herself slowly, her pussy engulfing his huge manhood.

Marie rode William with precision. Periodically she would look back in amazement at her own ass. Marie popped, locked, paused, sped up, slowed down, and grinded on William’s dick. William started to squirm and scoot backwards trying to avoid the urge of cumming. Marie noticed as his face tensed up. She began to fuck him even harder. William had slid back all the way to doorway of the bedroom. Marie braced herself by pressing her hands on each side of the doorway.

“Marie!” William yelled out. “Marie, I can’t hold it.” Soon as William said that, Marie jumped off of him, sat on his legs, took his dick into her hand and began to jack it. “Uuuhhhhhhh!” William hollered out. His load shot out of him and onto Marie's chin, neck, and chest. Marie used William’s dick to smear his semen onto her. William’s body jolted to the touch of Marie stroking him. For Marie, the smile on his face said it all. Job well done.

Beep, beep, beep…….. Marie slowly awakened the next morning to the beeping sound of a truck going in reverse. She looked around. Somehow, she and William had made it to the bed, but not quite in the bed. They lay on the floor next to the bed with the covers pulled halfway onto them. William opened his eyes looking at Marie.

“Good morning baby” he said with a smile on his face.

Marie had a puzzled look on her face as she tried to move.

“What’s wrong?” William asked.

“I don’t know.” a bewildered Marie responded. “My snatch feels funny.”

“I really put it down last night, huh?” William said jokingly.

Marie reached down between her legs and dug her fingers into her pussy. “There’s something inside of me.” She exclaimed.

“What?” William asked sitting up and pulling the covers off of Marie.

Marie pulled the foreign object out of her. It was a miniature, silk like, pocket square. Marie pulled it closer to have a better look at it. Suddenly Marie's mouth opened in shock.

“Marie, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” William asked as Marie stared at the bag. Inside of it was a four carat engagement ring that was fit for a queen.

A tear dropped from the corner of Marie's eye as she turned her head to William and said, “Yes! Yes William, I will marry you!”

Later that morning, Marie walked past her envious coworkers with all smiles. They were baffled and confused because they could have sworn that because of the day before, Marie would be a total wreck. Nothing that day could steal Marie's joy. From what it seemed, Marie was the happiest woman on earth.