3 comments/ 12541 views/ 1 favorites Ben and Sheila By: pbon44 Ben is a lawyer at a medium size local firm. He was in his late twenty's but spent several years in London doing a Masters in International Law. He came back to the US and hooked on to his firm and led the international section. To be honest he started the international section. The firm was made up of friends from UT Law that decided that big law was not for them. It was a boutique practice but got refusals from some of the larger firms. He also free-lanced as a bartender and that it where he met Sheila. Sheila was also in her late twenty's and worked her way through college cooking in restaurants. She started as a line cook and worked her way up the ranks until she got a job as a food and beverage manager at a hotel group. Sheila tried to higher Ben, but was amazed that he said that he did the bartending on the weekends. She was further amazed that her hotel group had Ben's firm on retainer. Ben planned to surprise Sheila with a weekend get-away. He wanted it to be just the two of them, Sheila was hoping for some of their friends to join them also. They dated for about six months and always had great sex. He was looking forward to being alone with here for more than a night. Day one. Ben pulled up in his convertible English sports car with right hand drive; he beeped the horn twice and a woman waved from the window. Soon she emerged wearing a long white dress; but Ben noticed that Sheila didn't have a bra on and he was sure that she didn't have panties on either. She was carrying a small suitcase as they were going to be gone for two nights. Ben hadn't told Sheila where they were going or if any of their friends were coming. Ben popped the lid of the boot in the rear of the car and assisted Sheila in placing the case in the boot. "You asked me to bring a light jacket are we going somewhere cool? Who is coming along?" asked Sheila. "Yes it will be cool, and we are flying solo," said Ben. "No Marty and Beth, No George and Nancy, just us what are we going to do for two days?" asked Sheila. "We will think of something," responded Ben. Ben pulled out of her parking lot and pointed the car toward the freeway. He exited the interstate and started driving up a hilly secondary road. Sheila was always asking him why he owned a car that had the steering wheel on the wrong side. He explained that he did graduate studies in the UK and bought the car there. He rounded another corner opening up new vistas. The views of the sunset were fabulous. He turned off the road onto a gravel path that wound around until a large house came into view. "This place is so big we could have brought others darling?" said Sheila. "But I wanted it to be just us," responded Ben. Ben parked the car under the carport and they pulled their luggage out of the boot. The air was cool almost cold as they pulled their bags out of the boot. On the porch were several coolers and a large box. Ben keyed in a code in a keypad and the front door unlocked. They got their luggage in and staged it in the living room and Ben started moving the coolers and the box inside. "What's all that?" asked Sheila. "The box is linens, towels sheets and Robes. The coolers contain our meals for the evening. They will deliver another box tomorrow. All we have to do is put it in the oven and we eat. There is a wine cellar we have access to as well as a fully stocked bar." "So I have to cook? Darling I cooked for a living and that is the last thing I want to do." said Sheila. "Reheat at most. Come on help me load the freezer and the refrigerator." "I am halfway ready to tell you to take me back," said Sheila "Look I wanted to get away from town and this outfit rents houses like this and for a little extra will build prefab meals. I just want to be alone with you. Tomorrow morning the views will be spectacular," said Ben with a pleading tone in his voice. Sheila relented and helped move the coolers into the kitchen and started to put the packages either in the freezer or fridge. "You know for a little more money I bet we could get a chef to cook for us," said Sheila. "I could but then we wouldn't be alone," responded Ben. Ben went over to the fireplace and found the remote and lit the fire. The gas logs soon glowed and threw off enough heat to warm the first floor of the house. He opened the box and found several sets of dishes wrapped in cling wrap and moved those to the kitchen. He then found the sheets and he grabbed Sheila and they moved up to the bedroom loft that overlooked the great room. "Help me make the bed, please," asked Ben. Grudgingly Sheila helped spread the sheets and blanket on the bed. When they finished Ben kissed Sheila. They moved down to the great room and Ben got behind the bar. "Gin or Vodka, darling," asked Ben. "If you are making martinis, darling I will take gin and easy on the vermouth," responded Shelia. Ben came around to where Sheila was sitting and handed her a large cocktail with two olives. He sat opposite of her and sipped his drink. He looked at his lover as she sipped her drink. "That is the one thing you've done right today," said Sheila. "Oh come on this place is great, we will have a great time together," said Ben. Sheila drained the martini and indicated that she would like another. Ben got up and fixed her another drink. She took the glass and sipped the drink. "Why don't you figure out what we are having for dinner? I will walk around and explore this house. Ben got up and went to the kitchen. He found the package marked Friday Dinner and pulled it out and pulled the cardboard top off of the aluminum pan. He read the directions that were printed on the top and set the oven temp and placed the package in the oven. He found the green beans and dumped them in a bowl and placed them in the microwave. He picked up a set of dishes and set the table. "Ben I have to say that that it smells good what are we having?" asked Sheila from somewhere in the house. "Chicken Parm and green beans. See if the wine cellar has some Pinot Gri?" asked Ben. Sheila came up the stairs and handed him a bottle of white wine. "Looks good," said Ben. "Do you have any of the Martini left?" asked Sheila. Ben walked over to the bar and soon came back with another martini and handed it to her. She walked next to Ben and gently brushed his crotch with her hands. And took his hands and placed them on her breasts. "This is what you want isn't it?" said Sheila. Ben kissed her and then opened the oven and looked at the chicken. The sauce was bubbling and smell was fantastic. He heard a pop and saw that Sheila had opened the wine. She found the wine glasses and poured two glasses of the white wine. Ben pulled the pan with the chicken out of the oven and placed it on the table. The Green beans came next and they both sat down. Ben used two spoons to lift the chicken out of the pan and put it on Sheila's plate. She served herself the beans. Ben Took his chicken and Sheila spooned some beans on his plate. "There is a big screen and some movies down stairs so I guess we can entertain ourselves this evening," said Sheila. "I didn't come here to watch movies," said Ben. "Well what are we going to do?" Ben stuck his tongue out at Sheila, and she got the picture. "Ok I understand," she said. Sheila grabbed Ben's foot and slipped his shoe off and placed his foot between her legs. She moved one of her feet up and found his crotch. "I Guess we can play footsies until we can get to the main event," said Sheila. Ben paused to catch his breath, "That was my idea." Ben felt the pressure in his pants as his cock gained an erection. He calmly poured more wine for both of them. Sheila had made the first move it was now his turn. "Dear why don't you have a seat in front of the fire? Take the wine with you," said Ben. Sheila got up and grabbed both glasses and went over to the couch. Ben moved the dishes to the kitchen sink and noticed that Sheila had removed her dress. She had spread an afghan on the couch and gotten under it. Ben walked over and kicked the remaining shoe off and pulled his pants down, revealing that he was not wearing underwear and climbed in with Sheila. She undid the button on his shirt and pulled it over his head. Ben kissed her. It felt so good to be next to her. Her skin was soft and smooth. He loved her breasts, and the feeling they give him when they embraced naked. "The fire was a great idea darling. I am beginning to think that this weekend was a good idea," said Sheila. Ben scooted down and found her bare pussy. When his tongue hit her vulva she jumped a little bit. "Fingers or tongue inside, you have me all riled up, I need some relieve." Ben complied and inserted his tongue in her pussy. "Move up and hit my clit let me get off," cried Sheila. Ben withdrew his tongue and moved to insert his cock. Sheila cooed and began to hump his cock. "Do I have to do all the work!" cried Sheila. Ben began to move in and out of her pussy meeting her strokes with his. He embraced her and kissed her and held her as she climaxed. He started his motions again and soon her breathing started getting rapid. He loved the way she climaxed; his cock felt the female cum on his shaft. Suddenly he felt that his defenses were breaking down and he inundated her with what felt like quarts of cum. They held on to each other until Ben fell out of Sheila's warm pussy. "Have I ruined you for the rest of the night?" asked Shelia. "It will take some time but I will be right as rain," he replied. "You know I really like the way you fuck me darling. Oh I said a bad word," she said laughing. Ben tossed the blanket to the floor, and picked up Sheila. He walked to the head of the stairs but realized that he was too drunk to make it up with her. "Go up and freshen up and I will join you in a minute," said Ben. He watched as her butt climbed the stairs. The motion of her posterior was enough to spur his development. He finished the wine and tossed hers in the sink and then sprinted upstairs. There was a switch near the entrance to the loft that killed all of the lights leaving the fire going. Through the large windows above and to the side of the fireplace he could see the night sky and the millions of stars. He dialed the fire back leaving just a warm glow. Sheila was already in bed and he slipped next to her. He kissed her, and they embraced. "If your not too tired I would love another session like the last one," whispered Sheila. "I think that can be arranged," said Ben. She slipped her arm around his neck and pulled him to her. She kissed him and shot her tongue into his mouth. "I guess I am forgiven?" said Ben. "Let's not go that far," said Sheila with a laugh. Ben moved over her and slipped his prick in her pussy. He felt good being inside of her. He rotated them to bring her on top. "This is were a woman needs to be on top. You feel great, Ben," said Sheila. Ben began to pinch her nipples, which caused them to stiffen. He loved the feeling of her lying on top of him. His arms found her tight flanks and his fingers began to massage her cheeks. "Do it harder I love the feeling of your fingers on my butt." Ben moved his fingers farther and touched her bunghole. Sheila shuttered when he brushed her anus. His thumbs massaged her pussy causing her to climax. Sheila wrestled his arms to his side and began to take control of the lovemaking. "Be still," she commanded. Sheila rose up and began to move her pussy up and down his rod. "Don't move Ben." Ben stayed still until he could not stand the feelings any further and he began to fuck his partner and suddenly he felt a hand squeezing his cock hard. "I told you to be still," said Sheila. Ben quieted down and felt his cock going back in Sheila's pussy. They lay still. "Where did you pick up that technique?" ask Ben. "There was a guy in college that if I looked at him her would go off. It was comical. Cute guy, but he was a mess in bed. Every time he would start to cum I would put the clamp on him and we could get through the night with out him spraying," said Sheila. "Must have gone though a lot of condoms," said Ben. "Like I said he was a cute guy, but we grew apart after awhile," said Sheila. "Why are we talking about your former lovers?" asked Ben. "Does everything have to be about you, Darling? You've never told me about your conquests, Ben?" Ben started to fuck his lover and this time she did not mind it. She felt great having his cock in her pussy. Suddenly he stopped and he felt warm cum. He kissed Sheila and then relaxed. "I was in love with a woman, who would not tell me her full name, but she loved to fuck and I was young so I fucked her. She got tired of me, and she blew me off one night and walked out and I never saw her again," said Ben. "How many before me?" asked Sheila. "Just one night stands, nothing as serious as I am with you," replied Ben. Ben rolled over and got on top of Sheila and slid down and began to suck her pussy. "I like the way you think. I love having your tongue in my twat; but you still haven't told me about your lovers," said Sheila. Ben crawled up and kissed Sheila, "The year before I met you I was in a serious relationship with a woman. I was as serious with her as I am with you, but she left went back east to graduate school. Heard she got married we lost touch," said Ben. He looked up and saw that Sheila was sleeping. Ben rolled over and felt asleep. Day 2 Ben rolled over and felt around but Sheila was not in bed. He got up and found a towel to wrap around his privates. The clock on the wall said 8:00. He got up and looked around the second floor for Sheila but she was not in the house. On the side away from the fireplace there was a door that led out to a deck. The sun was flooding the deck and he saw that Sheila was occupying a lounge. She was radiant the sun highlighted her nudity. He walked outside and she reached up and pulled the towel off, exposing his cock and balls "We don't have any neighbors near by do we?" Sheila asked. "I was told that the nearest neighbor was two miles over there," said Ben pointing north. He sat on the lounge next to Sheila. "Sorry I conked last night but I enjoyed the lovemaking, I assume that more lovemaking is on the schedule today," "That's what I have on my mind," said Ben. Sheila slapped him in the privates and laughed. "Is that all you have on your mind." "Yes as a matter of fact I do, as long as I am next to a woman as beautiful as you," said Ben. Sheila leaned over and kissed him. "When is breakfast and I want it out here," said Sheila. Ben got up and pulled the towel and tried to cover his crotch, but Sheila held on keeping him from using the towel. "You don't need that," said Sheila. Ben walked back into the loft and found another towel and went down stairs. He went down to the lower level for the first time and found the wine cellar. There was a wine fridge and he pulled a bottle of brut rose´ and took it up to the kitchen. From the cooler he pulled a box Croissants and some Microwavable bacon. In ten minutes he had a tray breakfast and two champagne flutes. He carried the bottle in the other hand. Ben carefully negotiated the stairs and walked out on the deck. He placed the tray on the table and he leaned over and kissed his lover. He then opened the wine and poured two glasses. Sheila got up and pulled the second towel off of him and took one of the glasses and downed the wine in two swallows. "I hope you have a second bottle because I plan on drinking a lot of this," said Sheila. They sat at the table and began to consume the pastries and the bacon. Sheila held her glass indicating that it needed to be refilled. "I'll put the case on ice," said Ben. Sheila moved to the lounge and indicated that Ben needed to join her. The pair intertwined like serpents. Ben was able to bring is cock to the entrance of her pussy and he slipped in with no resistance. Sheila paused and took a swallow of the wine. "I love you inside of me, and really like this," said Sheila pointing at the glass. Ben picked up his pace ramming his cock in and out of her pussy. "Dear would you let me suck you?" said Sheila. Ben slipped out of her pussy and presented his cock to Sheila who sat on the side of the lounge and wrapped her arms around his legs and took his entire length in her mouth. The feeling of her tongue on his cock was heavenly. Ben leaned over picked up the bottle and refilled both of their glasses. She took his cock out of her mouth and took a sip of the wine, and then took it back in. "What does champagne and cum taste like?" asked Ben. "Like champagne and cum, silly," she replied Ben felt his pleasure center going off and suddenly he filled her mouth with his cum. She released his cock and washed his spend down with the wine. "I am going back to bed and if you are smart you will find another bottle of this and follow me," said Sheila. Ben again was watching his lover's beautiful butt move away. He grabbed the tray and walked down to the kitchen and left the tray and moved to the cellar and found another bottle of the brut rose´ He climbed the stairs and found Sheila lying in bed with her legs apart. "I sucked you I figure that you would suck me." He paused to open the new bottle of the sparkling wine and poured a glass for Sheila. Ben got between her legs and started to kiss her knees and moved toward her pussy. She jumped, as he got closer to her pussy. His tongue brushed her vulva and then he stiffened his oral organ and inserted it in her twat. Ben's arms encircled Sheila bringing her pussy closer to his mouth. He was enveloped by Sheila's scent and it drove him wild. Sheila responded to his actions and he had a hard time maintaining contact. Ben moved further up toward Sheila's mouth and his cock found her pussy. He slowly slipped into her cunt and his mouth found her breasts. "If you don't watch out I will go crazy lover," Sheila sighed. Ben kissed her and whispered, "I thought that was goal. You are so beautiful and I love the way you climax." Ben held on as Sheila went stiff and then convulsed in her ecstasy. Ben kissed his lover and then shot a load of cum in her cunt. They both relaxed and began to laugh. She got up and poured more champagne and sat in a chair observing her lover. Ben came back to consciousness. He sat up in bed and looked at his lover. "So is sex all we are going to do this weekend?" asked Sheila. "It might be, but that is up to you. Do you know how beautiful you are?" "Don't change the subject, and yes I know that you think I am beautiful," said Sheila. Sheila got up and refilled her glass and then filled Ben's glass and handed it to him. "I'm going back outside and if you want to follow me you will bring another bottle because I really like this wine," said Sheila as she presented her backside to Ben. "Oh and you should be naked," she said. Ben got up and again went down to the wine cellar and got another bottle of the Brute Rose´. He quickly climbed up to the deck and found his lover lying on the lounge. Ben brought another lounge and placed it beside Sheila. He opened the wine and refilled Sheila's glass. "Story time Darling," said Sheila. "What do you mean," responded Ben. "I will tell you about my first time if you will tell me about your first time. You go first," said Sheila. Ben knew that he was backed into a corner and had no option but to give his story. He stood up and refilled their glasses. "You're stalling, are you embarrassed?" said Sheila. "I'm just trying to get the story straight," said Ben as he sipped the wine. "My folks were attorneys in the small town where I grew up. While we were not extremely wealthy; the family was a big fish in a small pond. I had the reputation that I could get any girl that I wanted just by snapping my fingers. Nothing could be further from the truth. Girls avoided me thinking that sex was all I had on my mind. I was in English class and I sat next to Briana Foster. She was a beautiful girl, and we became friends. So we started going steady. We ate lunch, walked home from school together and endured teasing from friends. Everyone thought that we were having sex. Even my folks brought it up during dinner one evening. We were not sexually active. Ben and Sheila Well we were not until we were. My folks and her folks allow us to go to the beach during the summer before we went to college. Just to be prepared I bought some condoms and practiced putting them on. I thought that it wasn't sex if you used a condom." "You didn't reuse your practice condoms did you?" said Sheila. "Now your being silly," said Ben. "Continue your story," said Sheila. Well we went to the beach and my father snuck two six packs of beer in the trunk of my car. Briana's folks were tea-totalers and we were both surprised that my Dad had given us the gift. I mean we were both just eighteen. We got to the beach and checked in to the hotel as we were going to spend the night. The parents said that we had to have separate rooms; that was a joke. We moved into my room and put the beer on ice. I watched as Briana stripped and put on her bikini, which covered almost nothing. I pulled my shorts off and since I was wearing my suit as underwear we then went out to the beach," said Ben. Sheila looked at him and indicated that he needed to get to the good part. Ben got up and kissed Sheila. He placed his hand on her pussy and inserted a finger in her pussy. Sheila's hand massaged Ben's cock and was rewarded with an erection. Ben slipped on top of his lover and his cock found the entrance to her pussy. "Ok I will wait because you feel so good inside of me," said Sheila. Sheila started to move her pelvic area and Ben kissed her "Bebe just cum for me I love your cock in my pussy," said Sheila. Sheila rolled them over putting her on top she continued to fuck her lover. "Break time is over, darling and I am waiting to hear how you nailed the lovely Briana in bed," said Sheila. "We were sitting under an umbrella and I slipped my hand under her suit. My finger found the entrance to her pussy. I fingered her and she took my hand and kissed my finger. It was the first time I had been that close to a woman. I didn't know that women shaved their pussies. It got later in the afternoon so we went up to the room. Briana was a little more experienced than I was and she was comfortable being naked. She got out of her bikini as soon as she got in the room. We sat looking at each other. I remember her saying that I needed to be naked also so I pulled my suit off. She came over and inspected my equipment and walked away," said Ben. "So you were embarrassed that she walked away?" said Briana. "No she went in the bathroom and peed. She came out and I was standing at the entrance and took her in my arms. Then I remembered, that she said that I would not have any trouble getting in her pussy. "Several years of horse riding lessons have rearranged my parts. Also my friends and I have practiced with dildos." I didn't know what to think but I took her to the bed and kissed her. I went into my pack and pulled a condom out and quickly slipped it on. I climbed on top and she brought my cock to her the entrance to her vagina and I pressed and slid in with little fan fair. We kissed and I attempted to fuck her and I even ejaculated," said Ben. "You attempted to fuck her?" said Sheila with a questioning tone. "Technically we did have intercourse but I'm not sure either one of us had any fun the first time. But we got better as the day and night wore on. So that was my first time," finished Ben. Ben felt Sheila's vaginal contractions and he began to move his cock in and out of her pussy. Sheila went stiff and Ben continued to fuck his lover. He was overcome and he deposited a load of cum in her pussy. When they recovered Sheila got up and filled her glass. She walked around the deck. "You're not getting away that easy," said Ben as he followed around the deck. "Any scotch in this house?" asked Sheila. "Quit stalling, give me your story," said Ben. Sheila turned and looked in to Ben's eyes, "You don't want to know about my first time," said Sheila. "If it was traumatic then you don't need to share it," said Ben. "I was sort of assaulted, said Sheila. "Assaulted is not a sort of event, you either were or..." said Ben. "I had just entered college, in another city, and was also line cooking at a restaurant. I was on a date with a guy from work, I thought I loved him, and he took advantage of me. I was not ready for sex but he took advantage of my weakness at the time, and then he bragged about it to our friends. I go so pissed off I left my school and the town and haven't been back since," said Sheila. "What about your folks?" asked Ben. Sheila poured another glass of champagne and took a sip. "I never knew my Mother she took off and left me with an alcoholic father and his girlfriend. Me and Dad's lover actually bonded and she helped me cope with the failings of my Dad. She was a wonderful woman. When I was in College she called me and told me that she was leaving Dad. Two month's later Dad drank himself to death. I was the only relative so I had to take care of the arrangements. I worked my way through school and met this guy who turned out to be a narcissist. I was not ready for intercourse. I did not have the advantage that Briana had; I was a virgin everything was as if I was a small girl. I remember his reassuring tone as he raped me and turned me into a bloody mess, as I was ripped apart. He then left me in the hotel room and then all of his friends wanted to bed me. I found him in bar playing pool, with some new tart, and I cracked a bottle of beer over his head and got in my car and moved to Austin. I have had other men before I met you but I think that you and I clicked. The reason that I gave you so much static about not having other people because I was remembering my first time, and I was afraid that you would bed me and leave me. I was afraid to be left alone," said Sheila. "But we have had intercourse before this weekend?" said Ben. "Yes but I was at my apartment or your home not some cool house in the middle of nowhere." responded Sheila. Ben took Sheila's hand and led her back in the house and kissed her. They went back to bed and they lay together. "Are we going to make love again?" said Sheila. "Do you want too?" asked Ben. "I want you to suck my Pussy." Ben rolled over and slid down Sheila. He inserted his tongue in her pussy. "I like that," said Sheila. The pair spent the rest of the morning making love. Sheila finally stopped drinking and took a nap. Ben occupied the time by exploring the house and the grounds. He was walking in the door just as Sheila woke up. "Where's my pretty penis," said Sheila. Ben walked into the bedroom, Sheila sat on the side of the bed and unzipped his pants and pulled his equipment out. "It must be the water because I am horny," said Sheila. She put her arms around Ben and took his cock in her mouth. Her talented tongue began to dance. Ben put his hands on her head and she bit down. "No I don't play that game, darling. Too much baggage." Sheila lay back on the bed and opened her legs and directed Ben's cock in her cunt. He lay on top of her and held her. "As much as I like this position what are we going to do for the rest of the day," said Sheila. "This seems nice," said Ben. "Fuck me make me cum damm it," said Sheila. Ben continued to hold his position and kissed his lover. He enjoyed looking are her naked. He liked the way that her legs and flanks moved when she walked. He kissed her again and began to fuck her with swift motions of his cock in and out of her pussy. He heard her climax and waited for the experience to pass. He then started to fuck her again. "Baby I don't think I and take anymore," Sheila said as she came again. Ben suddenly erupted and shot what felt like buckets of cum in her hot cunt. Sheila was panting after her last climax, "How do you have that much stamina Mr. Benjamin?" "Hey get up and get dressed we have places to go. And I work out, darling so I can work you out." Ben left the room and went down stairs, he soon heard Sheila coming down the stairs. Ben pulled a fancy camera out and snapped photos of her decending the stairs. She was dressed in tight jeans and a Mexican style top Ben could see that she was not wearing a bra. His eyes betrayed him. "I have to wear that stupid thing all week and I will be dammed if I put one on this weekend," declared Sheila. "Do you see me complaining?" said Ben. Ben opened the door and allowed Sheila to go through to outside. He ran to the car and held the door for her. She slipped in and he went around to the driver's side and sat behind the wheel. Sheila wrestled the camera away from Ben and snapped photos of him behind the wheel. Ben started the car and they were on the pathway to the farm to market road. "Another Mystery darling? Or are you going to tell me where we are going?" said Sheila. A friend of mine has a small business in the little town up ahead and he wanted to show me around. I thought that I would fun for you." There was a sign announcing that they were entering Camden. They drove through the town and there was a sign "White Oak Whiskey" Ben turned the car into the parking lot. There was a distinct odor of fermenting grain and alcohol, when they got out of the car. A tall man approached Ben and there was a man hug. Ben spun around and introduced Sheila to his best friend. "Sheila this is Bob Roberts who sort of owns this boutique distillery." "Truth be told the bank owns the place I just make payments," said Bob. He got Sheila between him and Ben and they walked into the visitor's center. Behind the bar was a selection of the whiskeys that the company produced; Bob started to explain what the company produced. "Our White Lighting is on the right, which is an un-aged corn spirit. To the left is two year-old bourbon. And no you don't need to be in Kentucky to make bourbon. To the left of that is a single Malt barley whiskey AKA scotch but I can't say that. We also make a wheat, rye, and barley vodka but I don't have any on display. Come on I will take you to the fermentation house." Bob directed Sheila and Ben out a side door and across a gap between buildings and into another building with four large vats. Both Ben and Sheila were taking aback by the heat and humidity in the room. The odor of fermentation was overwhelming. Bob explained that the vats were almost ready to be distilled. "We will pump the vats into the pot stills in the next room, that is where the magic happens. The vats hold five hundred gallons of wort, beer basically. We ferment the mash at about 90 degrees the bubbles you see on the surface is the CO2 being given off by the fermenting yeast," said Bob. He directed them to the next room and into a control room. "This is where we control the distillation process. I have one continuous column still and two pot stills." "What are you making now?" asked Sheila. "Not to be funny but grain spirit, the aging process is what makes whiskey. We are distilling corn/wheat liquor that will become Bourbon. This batch will be aged a full four years in a bonded warehouse. Come with me I want to show you something." Said Bob. They walked out of the control room and into an adjacent warehouse. Bob picked up a tool and opened a drawer and pulled something that looked like letters. He set Ben and Sheila 2020 and thrust the iron in a fire and waited until the iron was red hot. There was a barrel next to the table and he pulled the iron out and pressed it firmly into the top of the barrel. Smoke and flame erupted from under the iron and Bob pulled it away and there was a perfect impression of their names with the date 2020. "Come back up here and claim your barrel in 2020 and you will have a very good example of Texas blended whiskey. Now come with me to the tasting lab and we will pick the spirit that will go into that barrel," said Bob. In the very clean lab the odors of the various processed were now where to be found. There were four flasks on the table. One contained a sprite that was made from 60% Corn and 40% wheat. The second contained a spirit with 55% corn 45% rye, The third was a spirit containing 100% malted barley. The last sample was a spirit made from Rye and Wheat. Bob laid out a supply glasses and started pouring out the spirits in the glasses. He handed the glasses to Ben and Sheila and talked them through the tasting process. After they all tasted every spirit and Bob refilled the glasses and passed water to everyone. "Let's taste again, and see if you can detect the subtle difference in the taste of the spirit." They tasted each of the samples again rinsing with water between samples. When every one finished Bob asked for impressions. "The forth one seemed a little sweeter than the other three," side Sheila. "The 60/40 spirit seemed smooth I liked the flavor, I also liked the flavor of the last sample," said Ben. "So neither one of you liked the middle two samples?" asked Bob. I could not really tell the difference between those two samples," said Sheila. "My perfect barrel would be about half of the first spirit and a quarter of the malted barley and the rest would be the last sample," Said Ben. "What about you Sheila, since the barrel is half yours?" asked Ben. "I would go 1/3 of the corn 1/3 of the Malt, 1/3 of the rye." Said, Sheila. "Well, I would suggest that we lay down a base of the Corn sprit add the Malted barley and add the corn and rye to finish it out. So lets build a whiskey," said Bob. They went back to the warehouse. The barrel that had their names burned in to the end was on a forklift there were hoses waiting to fill the barrel. Bob pick up one of the hoses and typed a code in the nozzle and inserted it in the bunghole of the barrel. When that hose quit he pick up another hose and typed a code in the nozzle and let the barrel fill. That hose quit and he picked up a third nozzle and repeated the filling position. Bob handed a large mallet to Sheila and placed a wooden bung in the hole. "Take your frustrations about Ben out on the bung and drive it home, Sheila" said Bob. Sheila struck the plug several times driving it home. "Man she must be pissed of at you Ben," said Bob. No but he will need to nail me later," said Sheila with a smile on her face. Bob changed the subject quickly; "There is fifty five gallons of custom blended whiskey, I can't call it bourbon because it doesn't meet the law but I think in a few years it will be a nice sipping whiskey," said Bob. The forklift whisked the barrel away and deposited it in the warehouse. "I hope that we will be together long enough to sample it when it is finished?" said Sheila. "Where do you think that you are going, dear," said Ben. "Just made the comment," said Sheila. Bob turned to Sheila "You have a good palate Ms. Sheila, do you want to be on my tasting panel?" "I should I am the food and beverage director for a hotel. I met this lunk when he was bartending at a competitor, he told me that tending bar was a part time gig he claims to be some kind of attorney," said Sheila. "Oh he is a lawyer all right he is responsible for getting me the permits to open up here," said Bob. Bob invited them to watch a new batch start. They went in to the fermenter shed and watched as several fifty-pound bags of cracked corn are dumped in a wooden vat. Another employee dumped bags of wheat in the vat. The employee opened a valve and water spilled into the vat. The water was shut off and the employees started using canoe paddles to mix the grain and the water. Bob motioned them back to the gift shop and there were two bags on the counter both contained samples of the products of White Oak Whiskey. Bob refused payment and the pair walked out to the car. Soon they were retracing the route back to the house. They got back to the house and found another cooler on the porch. Ben pulled the cooler in the house and found that Sheila had removed her top and was at the bar getting a whiskey. Ben put dinner in the fridge. Sheila was sitting looking out the window and the fireplace. "Is that a sample from White Oak?" asked Ben. "No I found a twelve-year scotch that I like. How about you get out of those pants and fuck me" said Sheila. "Do you realize that for four hours we talked about whiskey and not sex," said Ben. Yes, but that doesn't mean that I didn't want to take you behind one of those stills and have you nail me," said Sheila. Sheila slipped her hand in Ben's pants and found his cock about midway to being ready for action. "What is wrong do you not find me beautiful," said Sheila. Ben kissed his lover and stuck his tongue deep in her mouth. She clamped her teeth on his tongue and would not let go. Her hand was still in his pants and felt that his tool was coming up to her standards. She undid the top button and pealed the pants off of his body. Ben was lying on his back and Sheila straddled him and using her hand directed his cock into her pussy. She eased down taking the entire length of his cock in her cunt, then leaned down and kissed him. She came up for a breath. "I could stay in this position forever," said Ben. "Well don't get use to it because you have to feed me," said Sheila. She started to ride his cock up and down like a rider on a bucking bronco. Ben went into ecstasy every time she came down. She went up almost allowing his cock to slip out of her pussy. She would hold and then come down lean and kiss him. "I love you Benjamin." When she came down again he locked his arms around her and he shot a load in her cunt. They both collapsed and fell asleep. Ben was the first to awake and he kissed his lover. He quietly got off the couch put his pants on, and went up stairs and looked in his bag. He found the box from the jeweler's; he put to the box in his pocket. He came down stairs, went to the bar and made them both a martini using the vodka from White Oak. "Where did you go, Darling?" asked Sheila. "I made a deposit in the porcelain temple. "I can't fuck you if you have pants on, dear," said Sheila. Ben reached his hand in the pants pocket and pulled the box out and handed it to Sheila. She opened the box and the surprise on her face was priceless. The box contained a pair of diamond earrings, in the form of platinum capital "A"s encrusted with diamonds. Sheila put them on and they looked fantastic hanging from her ear lobes. "Darling, is there a nice restaurant in Camden, I want to show these beauties off." "I think that there is a place that we can go, it would be a pleasure to take you out to dinner," said Ben. Sheila grabbed her boots Jeans and the top and ran up stairs. Ben heard the shower running and after a half hour he saw Sheila descending the stairs. She was dressed in new jeans that were the tightest that he had ever seen. The legs were inserted into a pair taupe boots with three inch heals. She was wearing a white top with cleavage that let everyone know her breasts were clearly unencumbered by a bra. She had pulled her hair back exposing her ears that were sporting the new earrings. On her right hand were three rings one sported a large diamond the others had different stones. On both wrists were large gold bands. The vision took Ben's breath away. They had only been seeing each other for about six months and this was the first time he had seen her with this much jewelry. "You look like a man who's seen a ghost," said Sheila. "No ghost just a beautiful woman," responded Ben. "Didn't think I could clean up so well," said Sheila. "No I've seen you in formal wear, I just have never seen you with so much bling and you look good," responded Ben. "Bling as you call it is a way for women to judge the relative importance of other women. The queen wears the crown so she has the power. I want to let folks in the place know that we're important," said Sheila. Ben and Sheila Ben opened the door for Sheila and helped her get in the car. He went around to the right side and got in. He backed out and pointed the car up the path and to the Farm to Market road. "The place is called Oak Cross Inn, it has a good reputation some of my partners have come up here from town," said Ben. "So we may see Austin high society tonight?" said Sheila. Ben pulled off the road on to a winding gravel path way much like the road to the house. The gravel changed to blacktop when they reached the parking lot. Ben parked the car and they got out and walked up to the entrance. The door opened and they went to the hostess stand. They followed a woman to a table in the center of the dinning room. A waiter came up and asked if they wanted a cocktail. "I would like some cock but a cocktail will have to do, gin martini please," said Sheila. Ben ordered the same, "Have you no shame girl, do you want to get us tossed before we eat," said Ben with a laugh. "It was just a little Joke; besides he was cute," replied Sheila. The waiter returned bringing the drinks and menus. They looked over menus; Sheila looked around the room, which was only half full. "I think that I am going to try the Salmon, said Ben. "I am thinking the fillet mignon said Sheila. The waiter approached and recited the specials he then took their orders. Another server approached and asked if they would like a bottle of wine. "Leave the wine list and come back in a few minutes," said Sheila somewhat dismissively. Ben looked at her with a questioning expression on his face. "I knew that we were going to discuss what wine to get and I didn't want someone with less skill than I have to hang around making suggestions," said Sheila. "Well did you have to be so abrupt?" asked Ben. "I want a good bottle of wine not some over priced suggestion that will get him a spiff from the distributor," Sheila replied. They looked over the list and decided on a red and a white. The server reappeared and took their order. He returned with four glassed and the two bottles of wine. He opened both bottles and poured samples for both and Sheila nodded and the man filled all of the glasses and went away. "Here is to more sex if we get back to the house with out having an accident," said Ben. "Look who is being forward now, darling," responded Sheila. The meal came and Sheila ordered another two bottles of wine. The plates had generous portions and it took awhile for the pair to finish. "The second Round of the wines was a great idea, darling. Both of them were very good," said Ben. The room was filling and Sheila looked around but didn't find anyone who she might know. She had the red wine glass in her hand and was studying the color. "You know some of these dishes reminded me of a chef that I worked for," said Sheila. Their waiter came up to the table with a tray of deserts; Sheila already knew that Ben would get something with chocolate. Sheila ordered the fruit tart. The waiter returned with the deserts and a bottle of Champagne. He placed the deserts on the table and opened the wine and poured two glasses. Two older men approached the table one was dressed in a chef's coat the other in a business suit. "I expect a very generous offer Ms. Patterson," said the man in the suit. Sheila was genuinely surprised when she looked up; "Ben I need to introduce you to my first mentors in the hospitality business. This is Chef David Brown, and William Nash," said Sheila. There were greetings all around and the two gentlemen found chairs and sat down. The Chef asked about the meal and Sheila remarked that she thought that it had his imprint on the cooking. A waiter came up and changed out the Champagne bottle. Sheila pulled the bottle out of the bucket, she turned to Ben; "You brought your "Black" credit card with you darling?" "I think that this meal will mean I need to write a few more threatening letters so I can bill for the time," said Ben with a smile. "Look desert is on the house," said Nash. "Well Ben I guess that you will only need the Platinum card tonight," said Sheila. "Hey Sheila did you hear about Charles Parker?" said Chef David. "When I left I cut all ties as you well know," said Sheila. "I guess he finally pissed off the wrong woman. She stuck a gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. I heard she is doing 20 years," said the chef. Sheila looking at Ben; "I will tell you the story later." "Tell your boss that I will only accept four mil for the place," said Nash. Another bottle of the sparkling wine arrived and the two men rose and kissed Sheila and left. "Charles Parker was the guy I told you about that raped me, from the story it seems that he ran across the wrong woman. I only wish that I could have been there," said Sheila. Ben rose and settled himself on his legs and went to the men's room. He walked by the bar that had a window that over looked a waterfall. The landscape designer had designed a dramatic scene lighting the falls. He finished his business and he went back to the table and took Sheila's hand and the bottle and directed her to the bar. They sat in a booth next to the window and looked at each other and drank the last bottle of the sparking wine. The bartender brought each of them a strong coffee. "Unfortunately it will take more that coffee to metabolize the alcohol I have imbibed," said Ben. "You do realize that I really want to jump on your bones, darling," said Sheila. "Yes, but I don't see any place where we can go," said Ben. "How about that little English number out in the parking lot?" "If we fuck I want both of us to be comfortable, and that isn't my car," said Ben. The bartender inquired if they wanted another bottle, but they declined. Sheila moved to the same side of the table and slid tight against Ben. She took her hand and discreetly slipped it in to his pants and felt his cock. "Nice to know that I still excite you darling." Ben moved and Sheila allowed him to leave the table. He leaned down and kissed her; then went in search of the bill. He came later and took Sheila's hand and they left. They were arm and arm walking out to the parking lot. Ben assisted Sheila in the car and he went around and got in the driver's position. Ben was on the path out from the restaurant and found the main road through Cameron. He followed it back to the cut-off that led to the house they were renting and pulled into the car park. Ben got out and opened the door for Sheila. The both walked to the entrance and gained access. Sheila took her top off just as Ben closed the door. She had her arms around him and was unbuckling his belt and pealing his pants off. She tackled him into the sofa and found his cock and began to manipulate his shaft until it reached a hard erection. "Dear I can't remember if you have ever been this hard before?" said Sheila just as she took his cock in her mouth. Ben gave indications that he was about to cum when she put a death squeeze on his tool that dampened his desire. "You know that really hurts, darling," said Ben. "Yes but I want you to cum inside of my pussy, just lie still and create fantasies of me in your head," said Sheila as she got up and walked upstairs. Ben had another wonderful view as he watched his lover climb the steps to the bedroom. She descended completely naked but kept going down to the lower level. She came up carrying a familiar bottle and two glasses. She sat next to Ben and he marveled at the way the jewelry was set against her marble white skin. Sheila opened the bottle and poured out two glasses of the sparkling wine. She then stood and straddled her lover and directed his cock into her pussy. "That is the position that women need to be in. On top and in full control," said Sheila. Tell me who Charles Parker is?" asked Ben. "He was the creep that raped me when I was in my first year of college. I only wish that I could have been there, I would have just shot his cock off and left him. That lady must have been really pissed about something he did," said Sheila. They both moved so the sofa arm and pillows supported Ben's head. Ben watched his lovers breasts move as she fucked him. "You know you could help a little bit mister," she said. Ben rose up and laid her on her back and kissed her. He then started to ram his cock in and out of her pussy. Ben went crazy with the feeling of her hard nipples on his bare chest. Suddenly Sheila started breathing rapidly and stiffened her body straining with a climax. Ben held her until her breathing returned to something approaching normal. He then started to move in and out, the warmth of her pussy was encouraging him and he suddenly rammed his cock and her felt his warm cum filling her cunt. He collapsed on top of her and kissed anything that was available. They remained in that position until Ben fell out of her pussy. Neither one of them had any reference to time when they came out of their ecstatic coma. "That was one of the best fucks that I have experienced, darling," she said trying to regain her breath. "I love you, Sheila," Ben said. They sat up and looked at each other. Ben was captivated by her beauty, by her mind, and her love of life. He wondered if she would think of moving in with him in town. What would it be like to play house for real. Sheila sat back in a provocative pose. "It looks like you swallowed a bird or something what is on your mind?" Asked Sheila. "I was wondering if you would like to move in with me when your lease is up?" asked Ben. There was a silence that was deafening. "Was this trip a ruse so you could ask me that? Have I been played?" asked Sheila. "You and I have high pressure Jobs, for the last six months we seemed to get along. I suggested this weekend so we could get away from the cell, the email and see what happened. I think that we have had a good time we toured the distillery, had a great meal and great sex before and after. I would like to make it more permanent. As you know I have a large house and we can set you up with a private office that will allow you to get away from me if you need to. But Sheila remember I was going from woman to woman before I met you. I met you and alarm bells went off in my head telling me that I had found the right one. I am not asking for the M word that may come later. To answer the question I just wanted to have a good time with my lover; is that a crime?" said Ben. Sheila sat and thought. She thought some more. "This will shock you, but do you see this hand," she held up her left hand; "Do you see this finger," She pointed to the ring finger; "I have rings here," pointing to the right hand; "I want something there," again pointing to the left hand; you need to promise me that some time in the future I will have something on this hand, If you do then we have a deal." Ben got up and walked up the stairs. He came down and Sheila watched his cock move in rhythm with his movements. He came around the sofa and drank in the vision of his lover's beauty. He took a sip of Champagne and got down on his knees. Since he was naked he could not disguise the box that he held in his hand. He leaned over and kissed her pussy. Grabbed her left hand and thrust the ring on her left hand ring finger; that matched the earrings that he had given her earlier in the day evening. "Ms. Sheila, you would make me the happiest man if you would agree to be my wife." Sheila silently rose and started walking toward the stairs. She turned and looked at Ben; "I'm going to bed and I expect you follow me," she said with a commanding tone. She continued up the stairs and Ben's view caused him to become excited again. Ben put the glasses in the sink and hurried up to the bedroom. Sheila found the light switch and killed the lights before Ben was finished. He was halfway up the stairs when the lights went out. Ben found his way to the bathroom and finished his business. He slipped in to the bed and snuggled next his lover. He felt a hand manipulating his cock; Sheila whispered in his ear; "I am so glad that you have the stamina of a stud, darling." Ben's hand reciprocated and lodged a finger in her hot pussy. She started to nibble on one of Ben's ears; "I want you to suck on my breasts darling," whispered Sheila. Using his free hand he gathered one of Sheila's breasts and placed his mouth over her nipple and began to nibble and suck. His tongue brushed her hard nipple. While he was working over her breast, his finger found her pleasure box and brushed it with his thumb. Sheila pulled Ben to her lips and they kissed. Their tongues explored each other mouth. "Please mount me, darling, I need a fuck in the worst way," said Sheila. Ben slipped on top of his lover; she used her hands to guide his cock into her pussy. He slid in until his pubic hair was nestled next her pussy. Their mouths met. Ben held his position until he was sure that she was ready. He slowly started to move in and out of her pussy. Their mouths were locked together. Ben continued to move and kiss his lover. Sheila's mouth broke free and she encouraged his action. Ben felt her vagina contract around his dick, making it hard to move in and out. Ben was the first one to cum. He felt his warm cum in her pussy. They kissed and Ben fell asleep and eventually fell out of her pussy. Day Three Ben woke up and looked out the window and saw the sun beginning to illuminate the western hills. He slipped out of bed and went down stairs and found the box marked Sunday breakfast. He put the items in the oven to reheat. It consisted of a cinnamon coffee cake and bacon. While he waited for the items to reheat; he thought of the changes that were about to take place in his life. Well that horse left the barn yesterday in the early AM and he was fine with it. He heard soft footsteps coming down from the bedroom. Sheila turned the corner and came into the kitchen. She was not naked but the clothing that she was wearing was so translucent that she could have been naked. "You will need to get use to me being either naked or in this in the morning. Do you have any problems darling?" said Sheila. Are you always this provocative, darling?" asked Ben. "No but today I feel great. Are you having second thought about your offer?" "No absolutely not," responded Ben. "Good because neither am I," said Sheila as she walked over and kissed Ben. The timer on the oven went off and Ben pulled the coffee cake out and placed it on the table. He went back to the oven and pulled the bacon. He pulled the butter out of the fridge and put it on the table. Sheila pulled two coffee cartridges out of the supply and placed one in the machine and placed a mug under the spout and pushed the brew button. The cup filled and she handed the mug to Ben and replaced the cartridge and the mug and pressed the brew button. When it finished she picked up her mug and went to the table. Ben was cutting the cake and putting it on plates. Sheila's foot found Ben's crotch, Ben tried to be cool but it was hard. Sheila put her foot on the floor. "What do you want to do, stay in and fuck each other's brains out; or do something else?" asked Sheila. "What do you have on your schedule tomorrow, do we need to return this evening?" asked Ben "I have nothing on my schedule, I can stay another day," responded Sheila. "Good I have an idea," said Ben. "Does it involve drinking lots of champagne and fucking our brains out?" "Maybe later, I have something else in mind," said Ben. "How can you have something else on your mind when I am sitting here so provocatively," said Sheila with a laugh. "When your finished get dressed we are going to go driving," said Ben as he kissed her. Ben got up and started upstairs. Ben got dressed and was descending as Sheila was going up. They kissed and Ben encouraged her to dress quickly. Ten minutes later Sheila was coming down the stairs and Ben intercepted her at the last step and kissed her again. They walked out and got in the car and Ben started down the path. He got on the road to Camden but turned in the opposite direction. When he got to the freeway he turned away from Austin and drove past two exits. At the third he pulled off and started driving west. After rounding a curve a large body of water came into view. At the second marina he pulled in and tapped a code into a keypad and the gate moved out of the way. He parked the car and they got out and walked along the docks. He stopped at a medium sized cabin cruiser and stepped aboard. Ben held out his hand to Sheila and helped her aboard. "You never told me you owned a boat," she said. "I don't own the whole thing I am part of a syndicate, it just happens to be my weekend. Ben went to the control area and checked the gauges and was relieved that the boat had a full tank. He started the bilge blower to remove fuel fumes and started the engines. He moved to the bow and cast off the lines on both sides of the boat. He cast off the stern lines and went up and put the boat in gear and pulled out of the slip slowly. Sheila sat next to him looking interested in what he was doing. "The boat is stocked with food and booze, darling?" she asked. "Down stairs in the main saloon. Get me a glass of champagne please," replied Ben. "Most people would be drinking beer," said Sheila. "The only thing beer is good for is making whiskey," replied Ben. Sheila went down to the main saloon and looked around the bar and found several bottles of Champagne. She got the bottle opened and the glasses poured and took them up to the control area. She found Ben sitting at the console watching the boat steer it self. She handed the wine to Ben and looked at the boat drive. The boat was headed toward a beach and suddenly the boat throttled back to idle. Ben handed the glass back to Sheila and moved forward and let the anchor go. He came back and reclaimed his glass they toasted each other. "Do I get naked now or later?" asked Sheila. "Lets wait until the sun goes behind the hill," said Ben. Ben grabbed the bottle and went down to the main saloon. Sheila followed him and embraced him from behind. She pulled the tail of his belt releasing the buckle. She opened the top button of his pants and pulled his fly open. "I think that you are ready, darling." Ben used his feet to kick his shoes off and stepped out of his pants. She looped her thumbs in his waistband and pulled is underwear down to his ankles. She reached out and grasped his cock and brought it to her mouth. He tongue painted the tip of his cock and she tasted the precum. Ben watched as his cock disappeared into Sheila's mouth. She released Ben and moved them to the large sofa. Ben laid back and Sheila stood over him. She lost her top and was again with out a bra. She pealed her jeans and kicked off her boots and stepped out kicking the clothes out of her way. "I want to be fucked, darling Get on top," Sheila whispered. Ben stood up and allowed Sheila to get on the sofa and he slid on top of her their mouths met and they were locked in a kiss. Ben raised his pelvic area and Sheila used her hands to guide his cock into her pussy. "Did you know that your cock feels so good inside of me?" "That is an understatement, darling you feel so good," said Ben. "Fuck me Benjamin." Ben started to move his cock in and out of his lover's pussy. Their lips came together in a kiss with their tongues fencing each other. Sheila suddenly started breathing hard and moved her pussy up and down, matching Ben's movements. She stiffened and Ben felt the flood of Sheila's spend warming and lubricating his cock. Ben vowed to himself that he would bring his lover to three climaxes before he would cum. Ben held her until she came to and then began to fuck her again. His hand massaged the top of her slit, which started to bring her off again. "Darling, I am not sure that I can take much more of this," Sheila gasped. Ben kissed his lover again and he continued to work his cock in and out of her pussy. Without warning he felt her pussy contract around his cock and he shot a large tribute to his lover.