0 comments/ 4840 views/ 0 favorites Eric and Sarah By: WylieR Eric Newman's fingers steadily clicked away at the keyboard of his Mac PC, which sat in the middle of the mahagony desk in his bedroom. A portable CD player sat on his lap, piping soothing 'environmental' music into Eric's ears, via headphones. The digital clock on the corner of his desk read 11:10 PM. Normally, Eric would be ready to go to bed very soon, at this time of night. However, since it was a Friday night, he could afford to stay up later than usual. He was on a creative roll, and he was taking full advantage of it. The inspiration - his muse, if you will - was a young woman named Sarah - Sarah Rhine. Eric had met Sarah online, just two nights earlier. The chatroom nic "CaliforniaGirl" attracted his attention, and he P2Pd her. They had a nice, friendly chat. It turned out that she lived in Southern California, just as he did, but she was reluctant to give the exact name of the town. She told Eric that she worked as a 'gal Friday' at a law firm, and liked music and gardening in her spare time. Sarah liked the fact that Eric was older than her - he had twenty-six years under his belt, compared to her twenty-three. After talking for an hour or so, they exchanged e-mail addresses. She promised to send Eric a picture, if he did the same for her. After they ended their chat, he e-mailed Sarah a scan of a recent photo of him. She replied later that evening. "Thanks for the pic, Eric - you're a cutie! :-) Here, as promised, is my picture. Let me know how you like it!" Her photo showed her to be a slender, attractive young woman. She had windswept brunette hair (just a few shades lighter than his), soft hazel eyes, and an infectious smile. Eric was smitten, from the moment he lied eyes on her photo. The story that Eric was composing on his PC was meant to impress Sarah. If words worked for Cyrano de Bergerac, when he wooed Roxanne, then maybe they could work for him too, he figured. He typed quickly, finally ending his story about half an hour after midnight. Once he was through writing, he leaned back in his chair, turned off his CD player, and stretched out his arms. He got up and fixed himself a snack in the kitchen, as reward for finishing his story. He returned to his desk with a slice of chocolate cake and a steaming cup of cappucino. He nibbled on the cake while he looked over his work. After making a few small corrections, he was very pleased with the results. He wrote a short, tongue-in-cheek e-mail to Sarah, explaining that the attached story was about one of his 'more chivalrous ancestors'. The final version read as follows: SIR ERIC AND THE DRAGON - A STORY OF OLD ENGLAND Brave Sir Eric of York set out on horseback, one fine spring morning many years ago (back in the fourteenth century, as a matter of fact). This knight's mission was to find and slay the notorious Green Dragon, which was terrorizing the local populace (and we all know how populaces hate to be terrorized!). He rode his mighty brown stallion Pegasus across the pastoral English countryside. He passed many rolling hills, and the banks of the Flairn River. Sir Eric's metallic armor suit reflected the sun's steady glare. The knight spotted the entrance to a cave, on the horizon. He knew he needed to investigate further, to see if it was the dragon's lair. Eric rode his trusty steed across the wide grassy fields. His heard began to beat faster, and he became keenly aware of a sense of fear building underneath his breastplate. "True knights do not run from danger - they must face it head on!" Sir Eric told himself, to stifle his nerves. When he reached the gaping mouth of the cave, he dismounted Pegasus, and tied the horse's reigns to a slim birch tree nearby. Sir Eric entered the cave, which was made up of black rock and led down into the ground. He gripped the scabbard of his sheathed sword Valripon, and stepped into the dank tunnel. His metal boots made loud clanking sounds upon the hard cave floor. Each step took him further away from the security of daylight and closer to the unknown dangers within. He became aware of a foul, unpleasant odor coming from ahead. Suddenly, a blinding flash of orange light filled the cavern, followed by a big puff of thick grey smoke. Sir Eric trembled, for he knew that the Green Dragon was within a stone's throw of where he now stood! Taking a moment to gather his courage, the bold knight of England set forth to slay the beast, where it lay. His visor was drawn up, to protect his eyes. He held Valripon high in the air. The dragon - now keenly aware of the knight's presence - breathed fire once again. Sir Eric will never forget the sight of the hideous creature's scaly green body, flashing red eyes, and oversized jaws dripping with saliva. The dragon was as big as it was ugly. "How can I vanquish such a huge, ferocious monster?" Eric asked himself. Knowing that he was sworn to protect his countrymen at all costs, even at the risk of life and limb, he bravely charged the Green Dragon. Riled to anger, the dragon sat upright on it's haunches. It spewed forth a third blast of deadly flame. Sir Eric ducked, just in time. He knew he act to act quickly, to avoid being fried like a boar carcass on a spit. He ripped the tunic off his chest, with his free hand. Aiming for the dragon's head, Eric flung the heavy cloth upwards. "Sshrrnnkk??!!" the dragon grunted in annoyance, as the tunic fell right across it's eyes. Taking advantage of his foe's confusion, the daring knight leapt forward. He plunged his strong sword into the dragon's soft white belly. A loud hissing noise emanted from the spot which Valripon had penetrated. Eric pulled out his blade from the beast's belly, and stumbled backwards. The dragon trembled, as thick yellowish fluid poured from the open wound on it's belly. It's wide head wobbled back and forth upon it's elongated neck, as life seeped out of it's grotesque body. Sir Eric watched in awe, as the awful creature completed it's death throes. It finally collapsed onto the floor, with a deafening thud. Eric waved away the foul stench of the vanquished dragon, with his gloved hand. He pulled his tunic away from the monster's eyes, and then slowly withdrew his sword from the felled beast. After catching his breath, he turned and headed back out of the cave. He took three steps, then heard something most unexpected - a woman's voice. "Oh thank you, thank you good sir!" The woman came up from the depths of the cave, and embraced him. "Brave sir, you have slayed the horrid dragon! Thank you, from the bottom of my heart!" She kissed his helmet's cheeks, in gratitude. Sir Eric gently grasped her dainty arms. "Milady, I know not who are you, nor where you live. But I am surely heartened to know that I have saved thee from a ghastly fate! Now may I escort you out of this wretched dark hole?" The woman readily agreed. She linked her arm with his, as he led them both back up the tunnel and into the light of day. Once outside the cave, Eric removed his helmet, out of deference to the lady. He was struck by her beauty. She had long locks of golden-blonde hair, and smooth, porcelian-white skin. Her slender form was covered by a dress of white linen. "We must introduce ourselves properly, good sir! I am Lady Sarah, of Barrington." She bowed to him. Sir Eric took her hand. "Lady Sarah, I am Sir Eric of York. I am honored to be of service to thee!" He bent his head down and kissed her hand. She silently swooned. She explained to the knight that she had been kidnapped by the dragon earlier that day, when she was out picking flowers in the meadow. She shuddered to think what her fate would have been, had the handsome knight not saved her. Sir Eric cleaned his blade by rubbing it along the grass beneath him. Lady Sarah was quite impressed by the tunic which he re-attached to the front of his armor. "That is a handsome tunic, Sir Eric - as befits a handsome knight!" "I am humbled by your kind words, milady," he replied. "And may I state that thy beauty and grace surely rival that of the ladies of York - and that is saying quite a lot!" He went to untie his horse's reigns from the small tree beside the cave entrance. "Thank you, Sir Eric." She cleared her throat. "May I trouble thee to take me back to the Manor Elindor, where I reside?" she asked him, hesitantly. "I shall see to it that you recieve generous reward, for saving my life." "Milady, it would be an honor, to return you to your home!" Sir Eric rode his mighty steed across the large green fields, with Lady Sarah clinging to him from behind. Sarah could not help but wonder about the masculine form lying underneath that top layer of thick metal. Were Sir Eric's legs, arms, and torso as strong and well-formed as his armor suggested? She hoped to find out, before too much longer... The one dozen servants of Elindor Manor were overjoyed to see the lady of the house returned safely to them. "Sir Eric of York, we shall prepare you a feast fit for King Arthur himself!" said Cedric, the burly cook of Elindor. He and the other servants went to work preparing a fine feast for Sarah and her guest. As night fell, Eric and Sarah dined on roasted pheasant, mashed potatoes, and stewed vegetables in the spacious dining room. "This is quite a lovely house, milady. I hope you are proud to call it yours!" said Sir Eric, between sips of wine. "Oh yes, to be sure," replied Sarah, with a slightly wistful look in her eyes. "But even the large rooms and fine furnishings cannot assuage the lonliness I sometimes feel. Oh, it's been so long since a man has spent the night here! Please, sir - will you spend the night in the guest room? It would be such a pleasure to share breakfast with thee, tomorrow morn!" Eric accepted her kind invitation, and Sarah instructed two of her servants to prepare the guest room for him. They bowed to her and scooted upstairs to perform that task. Sarah and the knight took their time, in finising dinner. They both savored the fine red wine that was served to them both, to wash down the fine food. After they finished their meal, she led up the wide marble staircase, that led to the second floor of Elindor Manor. They walked down the narrow hallway, Eric's armor-clad boots echoing loudly as they stepped across the floor. They door to the guest room was left slightly ajar, by the servants who had just gotten it ready. Eric and Sarah entered the guest room together. It was about thirty feet by twenty-five feet, with high cielings. A tall purple candle (placed on the night-stand) lit the space. The walls were painted bright yellow. A large mirror lay on the wall opposite a glass window. A large, four-poster bed made of polished oak lay in the center of the room. A deerskin rug lay by the side of the bed. A washbasin filled with warm water was placed on the night-stand, along with a washcloth and a bar of soap. "Do you find this room to your liking, Sir Eric?" "Yes, Lady Sarah! I imagine I shall sleep soundly, in that fine bed!" he replied. There was a moment of silence. The neon light of the full moon shone through the clear glass window on the far wall, silently prodding Sarah and Eric to a deeper level of intimacy. "You must be rather warm, under that heavy armor," she said softly. "Yes, milady - I do feel a bit warm!" "Then perhaps you might want to... remove thy armor. I would be honored to bathe thee, with the soap and water the servants were thoughtful enough to provide." Sarah gestured to those very items, with her hand. "It would be the least I could do, for the brave knight who saved my life today!" He agreed to let her bathe him. Eric began to remove his armor, laying it down one piece at a time. He made sure his tunic faced upwards, as he lay his heavy breastplate upon the floor. With his armor taken off, only his black cloth tights covered his manly form. They clung to his as tightly as the skin on an apple. Lady Sarah went over to the washbasin, and soaked the washcloth in it. Eric peeled his tights off, and put them on the floor. He stood stark naked upon the deerskin rug by the bed. Sarah cleared her throat, and walked over to him. She stood behind Eric and ran the moist cloth over his bare skin. She scrubbed his upper back with loving care. "Sir Eric, I must compliment thee on your physique. You have such firm, strong shoulders!" she told him. "You are too kind, milady," he replied softly. Lady Sarah could not deny the inklings of carnal desire, stirring within her breast. She glimpsed down and saw the rivulets of water running down Eric's back, and over his smooth buttocks. She wanted nothing more, at that moment, then to trade places with those drops of water. Sarah gulped hard, and looked at the wall to regain her composure. She reached around the knight's sturdy shoulders, to run the damp cloth across his chest. As she washed his chest, her eyes wandered about the room. She saw something for which she wasn't prepared - the reflection of Eric's nude body, in the mirror. His brawny physique - hardened by years of rigorous training and devotion to his knightly duties - was a remarkable specimen of manhood. Sarah gasped at the sight of hit, and she very nearly dropped the washcloth she was holding. Whatever resistance she had left crumbled like a bursting dam. She felt a great yearning for Sir Eric of York, a burning desire licking at her from within. She made a fateful decision, right then and there. Lady Sarah leaned forward, pressing her slender body against his nude, slightly wet body. "Sir Eric of York, I offer thee a further reward, for your services this day. If you will have me, I offer you... myself." The knight slowly turned around. He met her penetrating gaze with his own, and gently kissed her lips. No more words needed to be exchanged, from that point on. After blowing out the candle on the night-stand, the Lady of Barrington quietly stepped out of her slippers, and removed her dress. Her naked form was cloaked in darkness, save for some patches illuminated by moonlight. She swooned as the gentleman of York scooped her up in his manly arms. He gently laid her down on the bed, which was stuffed with goose feathers. She spread her legs wide, giving herself completely to the handsome knight. The two of them joyfully locked loins, on the starched white cotton bedsheets. Sarah's svelte body sank into the soft mattress, pinned by Eric's muscular figure. Her pliable breasts were squeezed almost flat by his firm pectoral muscles. She was delighted to discover that Sir Eric wielded the mighty staff between his legs with the same vigor and skill with which he used his sword of metal. "Oh, Sir Eric, thou art a fine lover!" she cried passionately, as the knight filled that most intimate of her openings. They made love with such blissful abandon, they made the very bed shake. Sarah was so impressed with Eric's prowess, she wished she could restore her maidenhood, to let him have the honor of taking it. After their passion ran it's course, Eric fell asleep in the warm confines of the guest bed. Sarah kissed the unconscious knight on the cheek, then got up to put her dress and slippers back on. She tiptoed out of the guest bedroom, and went down the hallway, towards her own room. When her servants awakened her the next morning, they would know nothing of her erotic encounter with Sir Eric of York, the night before. Unless, of course, the lady's knowing smile at breakfast-time should reveal her little secret... Eric slept soundly that Friday night, after sending Sarah his customized story. Saturday morning, he turned on his computer at about 10. There was some spam in his e-mail account, but no reply from Sarah. Eric was disapointed, but tried not to dwell on it. "She may not have read the story yet," he reasoned. He went out for a jog in the park, and stopped for lunch at a local eatery called Joey's. He bought a few items in the drug store, including some after-shave and deodorant. He returned to his apartment, and idly watched TV while snacking on pretzels and soda. In the early evening, he checked his e-mail again. To his delight, there was a message from Sarah. "Dear Eric: I just read your story, and all I can say is WOW!" I printed it out, so I can re-read it any time I want. You are a VERY talented writer, and I am so grateful that you decided to share your writing with me. If you have any more stories, I'd love to read them. I hope you have a really good weekend, my dear. Thanks again for that GREAT story! Hugs and kisses, Sarah. P.S. I just may dream about that handsome "Sir Eric", when I drift off to sleep tonight... ;-)". Eric was relieved that Sarah liked his story. It occurred to him to start another one right away, to help 'seal the deal' with her. He gave himself a few days, to let his creativity flow again. On his lunch breaks at his job at a brokerage firm, he jotted down some story fragments and ideas. By Wednesday night, he had finished his second customized story for Sarah. He sent that one via e-mail, with a short note saying "This story is shorter than my first one, but I hope you like it, too!" That story read as follows: WAKING UP IN PARADISE The morning sun slowly peeks over the horizon, in the Land of Paradise. I am sleeping peacefully on a bed of soft green grass, with my beloved Sarah in my arms. We are as naked as the day we were born. The weather in Paradise is always perfect, so there is never a need for clothes, here. I awaken first, and look down at Sarah. She looks so lovely, with her head nestled on my chest. I crane my neck, so I can plant a kiss upon her cheek. Sarah slowly stirs awake. She opens her eyes, and smiles at me. After kissing me on the mouth, she whispers in my ear. "Good morning, my love. What do you say we eat some breakfast?" We rise from the grass and stretch out our arms, symbolically greeting the new day. Obtaing food will be easy; we are surrounded by many lush trees, that bear fruit year-round. I pick two ripe mangoes from an overhanging branch, and give one to my lady. We stand side-by-side, happily chewing away, gazing up at the bright yellow sun beginning it's ascent into a beautiful clear blue sky. The mangoes are quite tasty and sweet. Sarah playfully brings her mango up to my mouth, letting me have a bite of it. After we finish eating the mangoes, we snuggle and kiss. Our mouths and tongues absorb the mango juice sticking to our lips. "Thanks for fetching me breakfast, my love," Sarah tells me. "It was delicious!" She suggests we get some water to drink. We make our way to the nearby fresh-water stream, holding hands the whole time. We kneel down on the banks of it, and use our cupped hands to take our fill of the clear, cold water. Once my thirst is slaked, I stand up again. The soft rumble of the waterfall in the near distance fills my ears, as I walk over to the patch of flowers by the base of an elm tree. While Sarah washes her nude body in the stream, I carefully remove some white petals from the flowera. Once I have about twenty petals safely in hand, I pull out an equal number of long blades of grass, from under my feet. I tie the flower petals together in a circle, using the grass to hold them together. When Sarah emerges from the stream, I walk towards her, holding the makeshift crown of petals and grass. I carefully place it on the top of her long blonde hair. "This is for you, my queen; a crown of flowers for you!" She beams when I present her with my gift, and embraces me lovingly. As we share a lingering kiss, the oddest thing happens. The air around us seems electric, crackling full of life. Some leaves spontaneously fall from the tree branches. Mist rises from the waterfall, and a rainbow slowly forms in the sky above it. Sarah and I are utterly awestruck by this sudden maelstrom of nature. We hear a faint 'clop, clop' sound coming closer. It seems like hoofbeats of some sort. We both gasp loudly as a magnificent white stallion gallops through the trees, it's long mane flapping in the air. The horse slows down as it approaches us. He has a strong, sinewy body, and brilliant eyes of gold. We are not afraid of this mighty animal, as he is very docile in our presence. He slowly kneels upon the ground, and nudges his head towards our hindquarters. "Oh, Eric... I think he means for us to get on his back!" Eric and Sarah There are no BBC sluts or white whores for black pimps or anything like that in this story. If that's what you're looking for, move on. ***** My name is Sarah Pennington. I am twenty six years old. I stand five feet ten inches in my bare feet. I have bright auburn hair and green eyes. My weight stays around one hundred and fifty pounds. I wear a C cup bra. I'm in my last semester of law school. I didn't date much in high school because of my height. Most of the boys were shorter than I was. The guys on the basketball team noticed me but I never dated them. They were just too full of themselves. In college there was a bigger dating pool. I met a few guys that weren't intimidated by my height but none of them fired my rocket. I did date one guy during my freshman year. I had to go with tradition and lose my cherry. Our romance lasted about a month. He was a nice guy but I knew it would never blossom into anything special. We were more like friends with benefits. We parted friends. School was pretty intense and most of my time involved studying. I did date and occasionally fell into bed now and then with the nicer guys. There was never that spark I was looking for. Word got around that I could be had but it wasn't easy. I felt I could live with that. I'm in the last three weeks of school. My last project is to write a complaint brief. It was a wrongful termination complaint. My professor had given me the supposed details of the case. I turned it in five days before the last day. On the last day my professor calls me into his office. I sat and see a copy of my complaint laying on his desk. "Hello, Sarah. You're probably wondering why I asked you here." "Yes, sir. I hope my complaint wasn't that bad." He chuckles. "No. Quite the opposite. It is the best I've seen in a long while.". I breathed a deep sigh of relief. "There's something I want to do for you. I don't do it often. Just with some of my outstanding students. There is a former student of mine that has a very good practice. I called him and told him about you. I faxed him a copy our this paper you handed in. He wants to talk to you. I want you to call him and set up an appointment. It's up to you to land the job." "Wow. I never expected this. What kind of law does he handle?" "He's very diversified. I think everything except criminal law." "Thank you, so much. I hope I can live up to your expectations." "I'm confident you will. Now, get out of here and go set the world on fire." He came around the desk and gave me a fatherly hug. I left feeling like I was on top of the world. ****************** My name is Eric Richards. I'm thirty two years old. I stand six feet four inches tall. My weight hovers around two hundred fifteen to two hundred twenty five pounds. I have a gym membership and attend three times a week. I'm proud and well endowed. At full hard my uncut cock measures eight and one half inches in length and seven inches in circumference. After working for a couple of law firms in LA and Orange county I opened my own practice. My father helped by cashing in couple of CD's he had. It covered my start up expenses. It took a few years but I'm doing well. I have eight lawyers and twelve paralegals working for me as well as the normal office staff. They easily keep their billable hours up according to our business plan. My business grew quickly after I caught one huge case that got me the name, Rain Maker. It made the local news broadcasts and I was in demand. It was a wrongful death case against a swimming pool company. They installed the drain wrong. A young boy caught his swimming suit on a protruding screw and drowned. He was an only child and his mother had a hysterectomy after his birth. The contractors insurance company had the deep pockets. The payoff was in the seven figure range. My college professor sends me a student from time to time. I hired all of the ones he sent. Two days ago I got a fax from him. The cover letter suggested that I meet and consider this graduate for employment. He gave her high praise. A week later my secretary buzzed me. "Yes, Emily." "Sarah Pennington just called. Remember? She's the one Professor Berkowitz recommended. She'll be here tomorrow at eleven." "Thank you, Emily." ***************** I pushed the number six in the elevator. The car lurched and up I went. The door opened into a front office. A beautiful blonde was sitting behind a desk stuffing envelopes. She was definitely front office material. She looked up and smiled. "Hello. I'm Sarah Pennington. I have an appointment with Eric Richards." "Hello, Sarah. I'm Emily. We're expecting you. This way please." She led me to his office. I walked in and saw him sitting behind a large desk. He stood up and up and up. He was tall and handsome. His skin was the color of dark chocolate. He smiled and I was surprised I didn't suffer from radiations burns. His male presence was so strong the feeling of being a woman swept over me. "Hello, Ms. Pennington. Please come in." "Hello, Mr. Richards. Thank you." He pointed to a leather chair. "Please, sit down. Let's get started." "Thank you." "First of all, please call me Eric." "Then you can call me Sarah." He glanced at this watch. "It's almost lunch time. Let's go get something to eat and get acquainted." On our way out he told Emily that we would be across the street at The Kitchen. The hostess led us to a table in the back, picked up a reserved sign and seated us. We picked up the menus and the waitress took our order. "Eric, I'm a little nervous. This is my first interview. Please bear with me." "Let me calm your nerves. You're hired. How's that." "Oh my. I didn't expect that." "Professor Berkowitz recommended you and that's good enough for me. We read the complaint you wrote for him. We were impressed. You'll be on probation for ninety days. We'll pay you five thousand a month for that period. You need to get ready to take the bar exam. When you pass we will talk about a contract." 'I don't know quite what to say. This is all so sudden." "Just relax and let's enjoy lunch." We ate our lunch and chatted about what I would be doing, but mostly about our Professor and school. He also asked when I intended to take the bar exam. I explained that I hadn't planned that far ahead. After lunch he took me around their offices and introduced me to every one. One of the paralegals showed me the computer system. I started by searching online for courses to help with the bar exam. I found two and bought the material. For the next month I spend most evenings studying. With some help from Eric I jumped through all the hoops and finally passed. A week later I sat down with Eric and we went over the contract he offered. It was a good deal with a nice signing bonus. I signed on the dotted line. I was feeling pretty good about myself. Eric saw that I was on a high. He suggested we go our to dinner and dancing to celebrate. Of course I accepted. I woke up Saturday morning feeling good. I had to smile at myself as the thought ran through my mind. "Sarah Pennington, Attorney at Law". I giggled and went to make my morning coffee. As I sat drinking my coffee I started thinking about my dinner date with Eric. I wondered what he was up to. Was this just a celebration of my passing the bar exam or was he planning on a romantic evening? I had no way of telling. He had always been completely professional in the past. Maybe he decided this was a good time to make a move on me. I wasn't against it. He was certainly a handsome and successful man. His personality was nice and he always treated everyone with candor and respect. He had never asked any questions about my personal life at all. I was stumped. I finished my coffee and started messing around the house. Laundry, cleaning, etc. At noon I was finished and sat down to lunch. I decided to find out his intentions using my feminine wiles. I went to my bedroom and opened the closet. Time to pick out my clothes for the evening. I decided on green to offset my red hair. I had several with shoes and a bag to match. I picked out a lime green number with spaghetti straps that came up to mid thigh. No bra, of course. If this didn't get his attention I would know. One thing I liked about going out with him. I could wear my four inch heels. Guys like the no bra and accentuated calf muscles look. A black thong and black thigh high hose would finish it off. I tried on different outfits finally going back to the first one I pulled out. I got a little twinge in my pussy thinking about him ripping my dress off and taking me. Then it dawned on me. I wondered what it would look like with my white hand caressing his strong manly chest. A shiver went through me. The more I thought about it the more sensuous my thoughts became. I closed my eyes and imagined my white hands guiding his big black cock into my pussy. A shiver went through me with the visual in my mind. I snapped back to reality. What if he has a girlfriend and isn't interested in me. What if he isn't into dating white women. Maybe it really is just a celebration. I realized I was overthinking this and let it go. Eric was going to pick me up at six so I started getting ready just before five. First on the list was a bath. The big B. Bubble bath with lemon scented oil. I slid my naked body in and laid back. Heaven. I finally came around and actually washed up. Blow dry the hair. Into the bedroom for light make up. Just enough. I didn't want to look like a hooker. Dressed and ready at five forty five. I had a little case of nerves going but nothing I couldn't handle. First dates are always that way. I stood before my full length mirror and nodded in satisfaction. If this didn't work her was either a monk or had a girl. Promptly at six the doorbell rang. One quick glance in the mirror and I opened the door. He stood there in a dark blue blazer, black pants and an light blue shirt. "Hi Eric. Come in." He just stood there looking at me. His jaw dropped a little. His eyes moved up and down my body. "I know where you eyes are. I'll be there in just a minute." We both laughed and he stepped in. He took me in his arms and kissed me on the forehead. "Hi, Sarah. You look lovely this evening." "Thank you. You're quite handsome yourself. Let me get my bag and I'll be ready." I grabbed my bag and locked up. I took his arm and like a true gentleman he was. He escorted me to the passenger side and opened the door. As I got in I flashed a little leg at the top of my hose for him. I didn't check but I knew he looked. He was a man, after all. I didn't pay much attention to his car till her started it. The exhaust system rumbled. "What kind of car is this, Eric?" "It's a Camaro ZL1 with a tuned exhaust. Sorry. Sometimes it kinda loud." "It's ok. It just kind of surprised me." "I guess I do tend to spoil myself." "Where are we eating tonight?" "I made reservations at Ramon's. It's one of my favorites." "I don't know that one." 'I hope you like it. They have a nice menu. You should be able to find something you like." "I'm sure I will. I'm not that picky." ****************** I noticed Eric slipped the host a twenty as we walked in. He took us to a nice table in the back. The wine steward appeared and Eric asked him to wait till we ordered. I ordered a salmon dish and Eric ordered the prime rib. The wine steward appeared and Eric ordered a white Zinfandel for me and a claret for himself. The food was more than delicious. It was superb. "I see why this is your favorite. That Salmon was wonderful." "There are a couple of other places you might like. Maybe I can show them to you." I touched him on the arm. "I'd like that." He flashed that wonderful smile. I game him one in return. "You said dinner and dancing. Where are we going next?" "That's going to be a surprise. I think you'll like it." "If it's as nice a surprise as this, I'm sure I will." We finished dinner and left. We drove for a few minutes and he pulled into the parking lot of The Lido Ballroom. I was surprised. "A ballroom?" "Yep. Shades for the forties. You've heard of Glen Miller or Benny Goodman?" "I remember hearing my folks talking about them." "The waltz, two step and the tango. All ballroom dances. Do you know any of those." "I can waltz and two step. I've never done the tango." "For fast ones, it's the Lindy or as some call it, the Jitterbug." "I think I know that one. Kinda like a fast two step." "That's it." As we walked I saw a good sized crowd. Lot's of gray and blue hair. We got a few looks as we looked for a table. I didn't pay much attention to them. I didn't see Eric react either. I guess a few of the older people there didn't condone interracial couples dating. I looked at Eric. "I noticed some eyes on us. Should I tell them that it's 2015, get over it?" 'Nah. Just let it slide. They'll get over it or not. I gave up caring what people think years ago. It's not worth the time." I hugged his arm in approval. We found a table and parked. "I can't believe this place. A twelve piece band and a mirrored ball too. How did you find this?" "My Mom told me about it while back when she was teaching me to ballroom dance. I came here with them and my first girlfriend. I was hooked." A hostess showed up and Eric ordered a carafe of White Zinfandel. I think he was trying to spoil me. I liked it. Throughout the evening he brought me up to date on the different dances. I had trouble with the tango. All in all I had a wonderful time. Especially the slow ones. He would take me in his arms and pull me close. With my heels I was just tall enough to fit against his neck. I snuggled in against him, my breasts flattened on his chest and my stomach against his package. I was in heaven, especially with his package against me. On the second slow one I felt it filling with blood. My nipples perked up and I shivered. He felt it and as I looked up he kissed me. His soft lips felt wonderful on mine. His tongue licked my lips and I opened them. I gasped and gave him my tongue. He gently sucked on it and little lightening bolts hit my pussy. I broke the kiss and snuggled against his neck. I gave him a wet kiss there. He pulled me tighter and held me till the song ended. We sat down and he smiled at me. "You're a great dancer" "You're a great kisser." We both laughed. We danced for a couple of hours and headed back to my place. He opened my door and helped me out. Of course I flashed some leg for him. At my door, he took me in his arms again. Our lips met again and our tongues searched. I shivered and pulled back. "Please. Not so fast. OK?" "I'm sorry. I got lost in that kiss." "Don't be sorry. I did too. I just don't want to rush into anything." "I understand, but I want to do this again." "I do too. Let's just see what happens." "It's a deal." He gave me a quick kiss and walked to his car. He waited till I was inside and I heard the loud rumble as he pulled away. I got inside and leaned back against the door. I took several deep breaths trying to calm down. My nipples were swollen up like strawberries and my pussy was wet. I knew at that moment I had to have him. ****************** We went out to dinner and dancing two more Saturday nights. Each time was better than the last. On the next Friday night he called. "Hi, Eric. What's up?" "I just wanted to invite you out tomorrow afternoon. I have another surprise for you." "Oh my. More surprises?" "Yes. I'll pick you up at noon. Plan on a day in the sun, and dinner that evening, Nothing too fancy. A nice casual dinner. Oh, and bathing suit optional." "You bad boy. Where are you taking me?" "If it tell you it won't be a surprise." "I liked all of your other surprises so I'm definitely up for this one. I'll see you at noon.' "Bye bye." I sat back thinking. This must be it. He's making his move. I'm going to get laid. My nipples perked up and my pussy twitched at the thought. I went to bed, thinking about tomorrow. I turned on the TV and picked out a chick flick. Before long I was naked and had my silver friend buzzing. I had the best orgasm by vibrator ever. I fell asleep and dreamed of him taking me. I woke the next morning with a smile on my face. I rolled over and found a wet spot. I chuckled to myself and headed to the shower. As I got out of the shower I looked at myself in the mirror. I checked to see if my landing strip needed trimming. A though struck me. Shave it for Eric. I did. I came back into the bedroom drying my hair. I stood in front of the mirror. I smiled. "It's all yours, Eric. You just need to claim it." I drank my morning coffee and went to pack a small bag. I really didn't know what to expect so I packed some shorts, jeans, a nice blouse, a t shirt and a sweat shirt. I packed my little make up kit and slipped my birth control pills in, just in case. I pulled out my four bathing suits. Naughty thoughts crept into my mind and I picked out my light green thong bottoms and top to match. The top tied at the back and around my neck. The bottoms just slipped on. "Eric. You're toast. You will soon be in my clutches." I put on the pair of shorts and the t shirt. ****************** At noon sharp my doorbell rings. My handsome hunk was standing on my doorstep. I pulled him in and jumped in his arms. We kissed for a few minutes. "HI, Eric." "Hi, Sarah. Are you ready for your surprise today?" "Oh my, yes. I've been trying to figure it out since you called." "And what did you come up with?" "Well, fun and sun sounds like the beach. I hope you brought an umbrella. Us redheads can't take much sun. In no time at all I would look like a tomato." "Well, you're close, but no cigar. You get to wait." "Let me get my bag and I'm ready." ****************** We pulled into the parking lot of the Bay Shore Marina. I looked at Eric. He just smiled. We grabbed our bags and I took his arm. He lead me down to a pier and we walked out. I looked all around at all the beautiful boats tied up. 'lots of money' flashed through my mind. We came to one that had the name, "Legal Eagle" on the side. I gasped. "Eric, is that yours?" "Surprise!" "Oh my god, it's beautiful and so big.?" "Come on, I'll give you a tour." He took me all around. The wheel house with all the electronics, the cabin. It looked like a very expensive travel trailer inside. It had everything. I looked in the bedroom and saw a queen size bed. I turned and looked at Eric. He just smiled. We both knew. "I have some stuff I have to do before we leave. Why don't you fix some coffee. I think there are some sticky buns if the fridge. I'll be topside." "How do you like your coffee?" "Sweet and light." "I like mine black." With a smile, he climbed back up. In just a few minutes I heard a rumbling as he started the engines. I found the coffee maker and got it going. The sticky buns were in the fridge just like he said. I found some paper plates and cut two off and put them in the microwave. While the coffee was perking I changed into my thong. Might as well hit him hard right off the bat. Fifteen minutes later I went up with a tray of sticky buns, a thermal carafe of coffee and some napkins. "Captain, First mate reporting with coffee and sticky buns." We both laughed. He turned and looked at me. His eyes bugged a little and his mouth opened. "Wow, Sarah. That is one hot outfit." I struck a little pose for him. "You like?" "Like doesn't cover it. You're beautiful." "Thank you, Captain." He got his eyes unbugged and his mouth back in working order and explained all the electronics. He had radar, GPS, Sat phone, ship to shore radio, and some other stuff I never heard of. Eric and Sarah "We're ready to go. You need to go cast off the lines for me." "OK, how do I do that?" "Go on the pier and unhook the lines holding us in." I jumped on the pier and unhooked us. I jumped back on and Eric started maneuvering us away from the pier. He looked very competent doing it. I guess it wasn't his first time. We got out of the marina and her did something with the electronics and sat back. "Guess where we're going." "Hawaii?" He chuckled. "Almost. How about Catalina Island?" "Yeah, I've heard of it, but I've never been there. Great call on the surprise. A big giant boat and a trip to Catalina. Well done." "I didn't think you would guess. Who would have thought that a black lawyer had a big giant boat." "How long till we're there.?" "A little over four hours. I set the speed kinda slow." "You don't have to drive?" "Nope. It's on autopilot. The computer will take us there and the radar will warn us if anything comes close." "Wow. High tech stuff you have here." "Yeah. I need to change. I'm way overdressed." A few minutes later he came out. He just had on a pair of shorts. No shirt and no shoes. "Oh my. Look at you. I never suspected." "Suspected what?" "You're buffed out. You must go to the gym." "Yep, three times a week." I walked up to him and put my hand on his chest. "mmmm. A hard body." We both chuckled. He put his arms around me. Both of my hands were on his chest. Right away I saw the contrast. My nipples perked up. I was sure he could see them. He pulled me to him and kissed me. I gasped and gave him my tongue. He sucked on it and pressed against me. His skin felt like magic under my hands. His hands were on my back. He let them slide down and he cupped my naked ass cheeks. I pressed against him, my stomach pressed against his package. I felt his cock push against me. It wasn't soft. He leaned down and whispered, "Bathing suits optional." He untied my top. He pulled back and it fell between us. My nipples touched his chest and little lightening bolts hit my pussy. I groaned and he took my lips again. "Oh god, Eric. I feel so good in your arms. Hold me. Hold me tight." My hands moved down to his ass cheeks like they had a mind of their own. I pulled him to me. I felt him pulling down on my bottoms. I didn't stop him. In just a few seconds they fell around my feet. Another groan escaped my lips. My hands grasped his waist band and pulled down his shorts. The slipped over his hips and fell around his feet. His half hard cock pressed against me. I shivered as our naked bodies pressed together. "Step back. I want to look at you." I stepped back two steps and struck a pose for him. My breath was coming faster now. His eyes wandered over my body. I wanted him to like what he saw. I looked at his cock and knew he did. It was slowly filling with blood. I watched as it rose up. It went past straight out and up, pointing to the sky. My hand went to my mouth as I looked at it. "Oh my god, Eric." He moved to me and took me in his arms again. My hand found his cock. Then my other hand found it. It was so thick I couldn't reach around it. I held it and lifted my head. Our lips met in a passionate kiss. His hands on my bare ass cheeks, his hot throbbing cock in my hands. The power I felt holding his cock and my breasts against his chest fired all the lust synapses in my brain. My pussy juice started running down my legs. "Take me, baby. Make love to me." He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the back of the boat. There was a large chaise lounge there. He laid me on it and fell beside me. My hands found his cock again. I didn't want to let go. One of his hands moved down and found my wet pussy. His finger moved over my lips gently. He found my swollen clit and touched it. I cried out and thrust up to him hand. He moved down and breathed on my nipple. I felt it swell. His lips found it and more lightening bolts hit my pussy. He sucked both of them up to the size of strawberries. The he turned and lay beside me again. He kissed my newly shaved mound. His cock was in front of me. I looked at it in awe. I saw a little pearl of pre cum at the tip. I licked it up and then kissed the head. I heard him moan. He turned me on my side and his lips found my pussy. He attacked it. I cried out and spread my legs for him. I felt one finger go in my pussy. Another one followed. I took his big cock head in my mouth as best I could. I licked the underside of the head. I heard another groan. As I sucked and licked him his fingers curled up and found my G spot. He rubbed it and I had my first orgasm. I cried out his name as it tore through my body. He didn't let up. He kept rubbing more and more. I felt another orgasm coming. Then he did it. As it hit me he sucked up my clit. I screamed and a wave of ecstasy ripped through my body and mind. Light flashed behind my eyelids. He kept sucking and rubbing. Another one followed, just as strong as the last. Finally he stopped and let me come down. He moved up me over and gently laid on my chest. I threw my arms around him and pulled him to me. I kissed him all around his neck and face. "Oh god. Oh god. Yes. Yes." He raised up and looked at me. His black eyes looking into my soul. "Help me put it in, baby. Hold it and help me" Both of my hands took him. I touched it to my pussy lips. My hips thrust up trying to get it in. He slowly lowered his hips. I watched and he pressed down. I watched my white hand guiding it in, just like my dream. I saw my pussy lips stretch out and around the head. Slowly he pushed and then it popped in. I cried out and came. "Yes. Yes. Oh. Oh. Oh god, yes." His cock stretched me so much that his cock head was against my G spot and my clit touched his shaft. My pussy muscles were squeezing on their own. "All of it, baby. Please. I want all of it." He started pushing down. I felt my pussy walls stretching to make room for him. Nerve endings I didn't know I had were firing jolts to my brain. My legs went around his ass and my ankles locked. My arms went around his chest and I pulled him to me as hard as I could. "Yes. All the way, baby. All the way in. Fill me." I made one last thrust up with my hips and felt the head touch my cervix. His pelvis bone hit mine. I heard him moan as my my pussy muscles clamped down on him. "So good, Sarah. So tight and good. Hold me. Hold me, baby." We stayed that way for a few minutes, just enjoying our joining. I could feel his cock throb with his heart beat. I knew soon it would explode and he would fill me with his hot cum. He slowly pulled back out till his head was on my G spot again. He held it there and flexed. I heard my screams and I came again. He waited a little and flexed again. As I came again he pushed all the way in and flexed again. It added to the last one and pure pleasure ripped through my body and mind. My screams filled the air. "Cum in me, baby. Please let me have your cum. Make me your woman. Please." We picked up a rhythm together stroking on his cock. Soon I felt it swelling. I knew it was coming. "Yes. Yes. Cum in me. Now. Cum in me now." I felt it swell as he thrust in. He held it deep in me and his hot cum hit my cervix. My screams came again as the orgasm overwhelmed me. He pumped rope after rope of cum on my cervix. Each one cause more synapses to fire in my brain. It seemed like forever till we stopped cumming. I held him in my embrace as his cock went limp. It slipped out and a deluge of cum followed and ran down my ass crack. Emotions filled me and I knew I was his woman forever and ever. My love for him made my heart swell and skip some beats. "I love you, Eric." "I love you, too, sweetheart. You're my woman now. Forever." We stayed in our embrace for a while, savoring the afterglow. "I need to get up, baby. I have to check our position.' "I kind of like this position.' "i do too, but I need to see where we are." He got up and I watched his tight ass as he check the instruments. He pushed some buttons and went into the cabin. He came out with a towel. He gently wiped some of the cum off me. I rolled over a little and he wiped up our wet spot. He started to wipe off his cock. 'No. No. Let me do that. I took the towel and pushed him down on the cushion. I licked and slurped up our love juice as best as I could. His cock started to fill with blood. "Oh my. Look at you. All ready to go again." I licked it a little more and it was full hard for me. I moved up over him and held it to my pussy. "Watch, Eric. Watch your black cock go in my white pussy." He looked down and groaned. I slowly dropped on it. "Look, baby. Look at the contrast. It's so beautiful." "Oh god, Sarah. It really is. It's the first time for me." "Me too. I just love seeing that. Such a turn on." "Ride me, baby. Ride that black cock." "Oh fuck yes. Yes. Fucking god yes." I made his hold still as I rode him to another mutual orgasm. We both cried out together as we gave our love to each other. I fell on his chest. His arms were around me, holding me to him. My breasts against him. Some tears fell from my eyes. "Are you OK, baby. You're crying." "Of course I'm crying. I love you and they are tears of joy." I stayed on his chest till the alarm went off signaling we arrived. Eric got up and idled the engines. "We need to get ready to go ashore. We can't go like this." We went below and he showed me how to work the shower. I took what he called a sea shower. We had a limited water supply. I got wet and then turned off the water. I lathered up and then turned in back on and rinsed off. The thing I missed was that there wasn't room for both of us in it. I wanted to wash that hard body. We got dressed and he maneuvered us to some white buoys. "We want number sixteen. Look out for it." I pointed, "There is is. Sixteen." He eased up to it and got a boat hook and pulled up a rope. He hooked it over one of those cleat things, came back and cut the engines. He picked up a microphone and pushed some buttons. "Catalina Harbor, this is Legal Eagle requesting a water taxi at buoy sixteen." A voice came from the speaker. "Roger, Legal Eagle. Buoy sixteen." "Legal Eagle out." A few minutes later a boat pulled alongside. Eric got down in it first and helped me in. He just grabbed me and lifted me down. The boat driver looked at Eric and said, "Nice ride, Sir." We sat down and Eric leaned over. "I wonder if he was talking about the boat or you?" I hit him on the arm. "Eric, you bad boy. Shame on you." "He's right on both, you know." We walked up into town like a couple of tourists, looking in all the shop windows. I suspect Eric wasn't thrilled with this but he was a sweetheart for doing it. I loved showing him off to all the other people. I'm sure the grin I had on my face told everyone how much I loved him. We came to what looked like a nice dinner house. We had to wait for a table so we sat at the bar. I had some white wine and Eric had a beer. Finally our table was ready. We hand a really nice diner. As we were walking out I whispered in his ear. "Let's go back to the boat. I want some more dark chocolate." "Geez, Sarah. You're gonna be the death of me." "Yep. I'm gonna try." We caught the water taxi back to the boat. While Eric was getting ready to move I went down in the cabin and took off all my clothes. I waited till we were moving and went out. Eric was driving out of the harbor. I stepped behind him, reached around and unfastened his pants. I pulled them and his boxers down. I moved in front of him, dropped to me knees and took his cock in both hands. "Oh my god, Sarah." "You just drive. I'll take care of this. I rubbed my breasts on his thighs an sucked up his cock. It filled with blood just like I wanted. I heard groans and I knew I was doing a good job. I just wanted to give my man some hot loving on his cock. I kept at him and just as we cleared the harbor his cock swelled and his hot cum filled my mouth. I pulled off to watch. A big rope of cum hit me across my forehead and over my eye. I took it back in my mouth to get the rest. I lost a couple of dribbles down my chin. As he came his knees went weak. He held onto the steering wheel to keep from falling. I stood up in front of him and kissed him. I stuck my tongue in his mouth to give him a taste. He moaned and sucked up my tongue. "You taste pretty good, huh?" "I never tasted it before. It's not what I expected. Maybe I'll try eating you after I cum in you. We both might like that. And what's that on your face." "Some of you hot cum. You missed my mouth." I got on my knees and took off his shoes and socks. His pants and boxers followed. I wiped my face off on his boxers. Then I pulled his shirt up and off. "Now you're not overdressed. I like you this way better." "I don't want to go back tonight. Let's spend the night. I know a nice place to anchor. It's called Lover's Cove." "Wow. A perfect name for us, but I don't care where we go. Just as long as I'm with you." "We could rename it Naked Lover's Cove." As we were on our way to Lover's Cove another boat passed within about twenty five yards of us. I was holding Eric's cock with one hand and I waved with the other. After they passed I looked back. I could see a woman with her binoculars watching us. I moved my hand back and held Eric's naked ass. "Giving them a show, baby?" "We're giving them a show. You furnished the ass and I held it. I think they liked it." "You're a bad girl, you know. Out here naked, taking my clothes of. Blowing me while I'm driving. Groping my ass while people watch." "It's your fault. I was a sweet little innocent girl till you got hold of me. Look what you've done to me. You've turned me into a wanton animal with my legs open all the time." "Just say thank you." "You wanna know something?" "What's that?" "I never swallowed before you. And when I licked your cock clean, I never did that either. I really wanted to with you. I want to do everything with you." "See, you are a bad girl." I hugged his back, pressing my breasts to him. I reached around hand held his cock with one hand and his balls with the other. "I'm in heaven, Sarah. I've never met a woman as loving as you are. I need to write a thank you to Berkowitz. He's the man." As we pulled into the cove, Eric told me he needed me to help. "I'll show you what to do. These two levers are the throttles. Push forward and it goes forward. The farther you push the faster it goes. Back is reverse. Once I drop the anchor I need you to back up slowly. When I say stop, put it in neutral. It will click when it goes into neutral." "Got it." He found a spot well away from the other boats. He stopped and backed up a little. "OK, you're in charge." He climbed around and went up front. Opened a door and pulled out the anchor. He dropped it. "OK, back slow." "I pulled back and saw us move. He watched the rope. When it came tight her said, "OK, stop." He let out a little more rope and tied it off. He came back and did something with the electronics. "All set. If we drag the anchor, this will warn us." We went down into the cabin. I felt his eyes on my ass as he followed me down. "I'm going to shower, baby." "OK, I'll open a bottle wine while you're in there." I got in and got wet. I shut off the water and grabbed the bar of soap. The door opened and Eric grabbed it out of my hand. "Let me help you with that." He lovingly lathered me up and washed me three times. I don't think I was ever that clean before. Of course he fingered me to a nice orgasm. I managed to get rinsed off and dried off with a big fluffy. I looked at him and grinned. "Your turn, big boy. Get wet and I'll wash you." He did as he was told. I washed him a few times, but I didn't yank him off. I had other plans for his load of cum. I got him dried off, including his huge hard cock. It was sticking up at the ceiling again. I led him over to the bed. I laid down and patted the bed beside me. He got the message. I started sucking and licking his cock. He grabbed my leg and pulled me around till my pussy was over his face. He pushed my knees up and pulled me down. My pussy and asshole was his for the taking. The first thing I felt was his tongue spearing my asshole. I jerked and cried out. He held me in place and gave me a major rim job. I felt him stick his thumb in my wet pussy. He pulled it our and stuck in my my asshole up to the first joint. I squealed and came. His lips attacked my pussy. Another thumb found my G spot. He was in all of my holes. I managed to stay with his cock. He licked me to two more orgasms and rolled me off. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up on my knees. It flashed in my mind. He was going to fuck me doggie style. We hadn't tired that yet. I Held still as he lined his cock up. He pulled me back and I felt his cock head against my lips. With one quick jerk on my hips he was in me. He quickly fed his entire length in me. I cried out and came when his bone his my ass. His balls bounced off my clit. He started stroking in and out. I felt like I was being taken like alpha male Wolf takes his bitch. My submissive side came out and I gave myself to him. He stuck his thumb back in my ass and reached around with the other hand and found my clit. He pressed on it and rubbed. I came again for my alpha male. With a pop he pulled his thumb out and both of his hands found my nipples. He pinched them and pulled back. I cried out from the pain and pleasure. The mix of the two was perfect and I came again. He was speeding up and I knew he was almost there. He let go of my nipples and grabbed my hair. He pulled me back on his cock. My head came up and back as my back arched down. His cock went in deeper. I came again. I could feel his cock swelling and I squeezed him hard. His cock flared and his hot cum hit me. We both cried out and came hard. Each rope of cum sent waves of fire and pleasure through my nervous system. He held me on his cock till it was drained. He fell off to the side and pulled me to him. We held each other till our breathing calmed. "How's my little doggie girl doing." "Oh god. That was amazing. My alpha male man was taking his submissive woman. Just amazing. You're just full of surprises, baby. "I don't want you to start chasing cars or barking at the mailman, OK?" We both laughed. "I'll try not to. If we do it very many times that way I may not be able to control it." I snuggles into his arms and we fell asleep. He woke me in the middle of the night and we made sweet slow love. It seemed like we went for hours. We both came at the same time and fell back to sleep. I woke first the next morning. I took a quick shower, brushed my morning breath away and started breakfast. Bacon, eggs, toast and a big pot of coffee. I think the smell of the bacon got him. I heard a moan. He came out and took a quick shower and brushed his teeth. "Good morning, baby. Breakfast is all ready. Sit your sweet ass down and enjoy." "You trying to spoil me." "Yep. I'm gonna spoil you so bad you will never want to get rid of me. You just watch." He just smiled and loaded up his plate. We finished eating and I cleaned up the kitchen area. Then I changed the cum stained sheets. I went up to check on Eric. He smiled and took me in his arms. "We need to start back not. I need you to help again. I'll tell you when and what. He started the engines and got all the electronics going. He went up and unfastened the anchor rope. "OK, forward slow." He pulled hard and the anchor came up. "Left five degrees rudder and forward slow." He watched me as he put the rope and the anchor away. Eric and Sarah "Rudder in the middle and more throttle. Look at the compass. Go due east." I turned the wheel till the mark was on the E. "More throttle. Take it up to ten knots." "How am I doing?" "Just fine. You drive and I'll watch." He stood by me and watched what I was doing. Then he surprised me. He got on his knees in front of me. He grabbed my ass and pulled me to his face. I felt his tongue touch my pussy lips. "Oh god, baby." "You drive, I'll do this. Remember how you did it to me." I opened my legs a little to give his access. He stuck a finger in me and rubbed my G spot. My knees were getting weak. I locked my knees the best I could to keep from falling. He kept licking and fingering me. I did my best to look around for other boats. He pulled his finger out and stuck it in my asshole. I squealed and came. He licked my clit and fingered me to two more orgasms. I almost fainted. Finally he stopped and stood up. "How was that, baby. You didn't know you could drive and cum, did you?" "Holy crap, baby. I almost fainted. You're tongue is amazing. You need to drive now. I need to sit down for a few minutes. My knees are weak." He chuckled and took over. I made my way back to the chaise lounge. I lay there looking at his strong legs, tight ass and muscular back. I mumbled, "What a specimen and it's all mine." "What did you say, baby." "I said I love you." He set the auto pilot and sat beside me. "I wonder if the people at work know about us?" "I'm not sure. I know they watch me all the time. I think they're watching me to see if I hook up with someone. It's been a long time." "They make figure something is up with that big smile on your face." "They may notice when they see you taking little steps, too." "Well, I am a little tender in spots. I've had my legs open for two days. I'm not used to that." "You had better get used to it. I'm gonna be there every chance I get." "I certainly hope so." ******************* Eric parked his boat and we headed to my house. We stopped off and had dinner on the way. He followed me in, carrying my bag. As soon as the door closed he was after me. He quickly took off all my clothes and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed as he picked me up. He threw me on my bed and quickly undressed. He crawled between my legs and started eating me. In no time at all he had me cumming and cumming. He moved up and slowly slid is big cock in me. I came again when he hit bottom "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard. Fuck me." He did. I came three more time before he unloaded his cum in me. We cuddled for a while and I fell asleep. I woke up later and I was covered up and alone. There was a note on the other pillow. 'I love you. See you at work tomorrow.' I reached down and felt my pussy. It was tender and covered in cum. I licked it off my fingers and snuggled in. I fell asleep with a smile on my face. ********************* Monday morning my alarm interrupted the last of my many erotic dreams I was having. Eric's cock was all the way in and we were going for the big one. I yawned and stretched. Several sore spots told me stretching was a bad idea. It seemed that I hurt in muscles that I didn't know I had. Gingerly I made my way to the shower. Looking in the mirror I had to smile, thinking to myself how embarrassed I was going to he when I waddled into work. I finished my shower and made my way to the kitchen. I set up the coffee and left to get dressed. I chuckled at myself, sitting there putting on my make up with a silly grin on my face. Everyone would know the minute I walked what I had been doing all weekend. Oh well. They had to find out sooner or later. ********************** The elevator door opened and I stepped out. Emily looked up. "Good morning, Sarah.' "Good morning, Emily." I had only taken three steps and her eyes popped out. She jumped up and ran to me. She pulled me over by her desk. "OK, Miss Hot Pants. Tell me all about it." "ummm I had a very nice weekend." "I can see how nice it was. Who were you with?" I leaned over and whispered. "Eric." She squealed and started jumping up and down. "Oh god. I'm so happy for you." "We went to Catalina Island on his big boat." "Oh my god. You don't know it but he has never taken a woman on his boat. You're the first. You're in for it now. Oh my god, you have to be special in his eyes you lucky girl." "Well, he certainly made me feel special as you can plainly see by how I'm walking." "Oh god. I'm so happy for both of you. It's about time someone snagged him." I managed to get to my desk. Some suspicious eyes were on me as I walk by. Most turned to smiling eyes. I sat down and sent Eric a text. 'Thanks for the best weekend of my life. I love you so much. And I can hardly walk." He answered with a big smiley face. Just before lunch Emily paged me. "I'm buying lunch. See you at the kitchen." "OK. I'll have one of everything. I need to get my strength back." I heard her laughing as she hung up. Of course, all the girls from the office were waiting for me. I had just sat down and I got a barrage of question. I game them a watered down version of our weekend. I left them to fill in the blanks. ********************* Over the next three months Eric and I were together as often as we could. Three out of four weekends were spent on his boat. We were on our way back from Oceanside. We gambled a little and the Ocean's Eleven Casino, found some nice places to eat, but mostly my legs were open. On the way back he set the auto pilot and we snuggled down in the bed. I was laying on his arm with his cock in my hand gently stroking it. "Baby. It's ridiculous for us to be keeping two houses going. I want you to move in with me. Even one night sleeping alone is too many. I want to wake up every morning with you in my arms." I raised up on my elbow and looked in his eyes. "This is a big step. Are you sure your ready to take it?" "Yes. I'm been thinking about it for a while. What do you think?" I grabbed him and started kissing him all over his face and neck. "I'll take that as a yes." "Not a yes. It's a hell yes." Two days later I was moved in. We had already fucked in every room, but we decided to make sure. Of course the office gossip went out of control again. Who knows what blanks they were filling. One thing for sure. I was the happiest woman on the planet. We settled into a comfortable relationship. We both worked and played hard. One Sunday, six months later, we went to a movie at the mall. When we came out talking about the movie. As we came to a jewelry store he steered me in the door. I grabbed his arm and looked at him. He was looking straight ahead. At best I expected maybe a set of earrings. Silly me. He steered me over to the engagement rings. "See anything there you like." I almost fainted. "Eric. What are you doing?" He turned and took me in his arms. "I'm asking you to marry me." Tears fell from my eyes and I couldn't even talk. The clerk handed me a wad of tissues. I finally calmed down enough to talk. "Are you sure?" "I've never been more sure of anything in my life." The tears fell again. I grabbed him in my arms. "Yes. Yes. Yes. I'll marry you." He pointed at the rings. "Pick one out." I looked at a few. I saw one and pointed at it. "Bigger" I pointed at another. "Bigger." "Oh my god. Eric. How about this one?" "Maam, can we see that one, please." The clerk pulled it out and handed it to Eric. He looked at the price tag and turned. He slipped it on my finger. Of course the tears started again. I threw my arms around him and got his front all wet. I think I used a half of a box of their tissues. "Let's go home, Mrs. Richards." I started bawling again. All the way home I kept saying. "Mrs Sarah Richards. Mrs Sarah Richards. Mrs. Sarah Richards." That night I fucked him three times as fast as I could get him hard. I couldn't get him hard for number four. The next morning as the elevator door opened I casually flashed my ring. Emily saw it immediately. She screamed like someone had stabbed her with a dull knife. Everyone that heard her came running. She was standing there pointing at me. The finally got her calmed down. "Look at her finger. Look at her finger." Bedlam broke out. One guy got on the phone and made a call to the back offices. Soon everyone was in the reception area. All the women were standing around me passing a box of tissue around. The guys just stood back watching. Eric walked in and looked around. "OK. It doesn't look like we'll get much work done today. Everyone go home and we'll meet at the Hilton tonight. Dinner and drinks are on me." The guys all congratulated Eric and wandered off. The girls stayed longer, looking at my ring and acting silly. I grabbed Eric and hugged him. We kissed and all the girls cheered. Then they pulled me off him and they all gave him a hug and a kiss. I think I saw him blush. The engagement party at the Hilton was a howling success. I met some of spouses I hadn't met before. Everyone got plenty to drink and eat. We took over the dance floor after dinner. My best count came to about forty people. Later I asked Eric how much it cost. He said he might have to empty one of his offshore accounts. A week later we set a date. We had already done the meet the parents thing so Eric brought mine and his Mom together. He set them up in a hotel. I took off work and the three of us did all the prep for the wedding. A week before the wedding he flew in all the relatives that could get away. He put them up in the same hotel. He made sure all the guys had a nice suit to wear. I took the Moms shopping for their dresses. Of course they helped me pick out my wedding dress. The wedding went off without a hitch. I wore a strapless full length ivory gown. Eric look so handsome in his tux. Two of my bridesmaids were from the office and one was my friend from college. I felt like I was walking on a cloud as I went up the isle. When my Dad gave me to Eric I broke tradition. I lifted my veil and kissed him. He tried to hide his tears. I almost fainted when Eric slipped my wedding band on. He looked a little woozy too. As we were walking back down the isle I saw Professor Berkowitz sitting there with his wife. I stopped and gave him a kiss. I whispered a thank you to him. We got the usual covering of rice as we walked out. A white limo was waiting and whisked us off to our condo. We went upstairs for a few minutes. We sat down for a while just to relax. Eric surprised me again. He lifted my wedding dress and ate me to two orgasms. Then he turned me over on my knees and gave me a load of cum to take to the reception. I had to put a pad of toilet paper in my panties to stop it from running down my legs. At the reception I danced with my Dad. We both cried. He was so happy for me. Mom had to help him back to their table. Eric took a long time pulling my garter down with his teeth. We were both enjoying him being up in there. I looked later and found a hickey on my leg. It finally wound down and we went upstairs to change. I made the limo wait a while. I had to give Eric a blow job before we left. The driver didn't seem to mind. For our honeymoon we flew to Hawaii. We registered in a hotel with a great view of the black sand beach. We actually went swimming. I teased Eric about getting a tan. He asked me, "How's your tan coming." I answered, "Looks like you're done." We didn't spend much time in the sun. Us redheads burn quickly. We went on a couple of tours around the island. I was going to buy Eric one of those ugly Hawaiian shirts. He said he wouldn't wear it. We flew home a day early so we could get settled down, ready for work. When I walked into my office the first thing I noticed was a new plaque on my desk. 'Sarah Richards Attorney at Law' I took it and showed it to Eric. He just gave me his big electric smile. ********************* Six months later, Eric and I were laying in bed watching a movie. He raised up on his elbow and looked at me. "I've been thinking we should start a family. What do you think about it." I looked at him. I rolled him on his back and sat on his chest. I looked into his black eyes. "How many do you want?" His mouth dropped open. "I guess that's settled. I'm thinking three is a good number." "When can we start?" "After you finish your pack of pills?" "You got it, Daddy. One thing though. I don't want to do the temperature taking, calendar thing. Let's just let it happen." "I agree. I'll just keep you full of cum night and day." "Oh my. I really like that idea. We could even sneak into the supply closet at work to make sure I'm full." 'Oh yeah. Great idea. Everyone would like to hear you scream when you cum." True to his promise he kept me full of cum. We screwed every night at least once and every morning. I kept a good supply of light days pads handy. I didn't want to run around all day with wet panties. My next period came right on schedule. I wasn't concerned. I just figured it would take some time for my system to get used to being off the pill. My next one didn't come on schedule. When I was five days late I noticed Eric looking at me sideways. I smiled. I knew he could count too. Two days later Eric walked into the kitchen. He saw the EPT stick laying on the table. He picked it up and looked at it. He howled and grabbed me, kissing me all over my face. "Hi, Daddy." "Hi, yourself, Mom." We went out to dinner that night to celebrate. I told Emily the next morning. Of course she started bawling and hugging me. Before long the other girls in the office came and congratulated me. The guys all gave Eric high fives. That night we sat trying out different names. We decided on Eric James for a boy and Sarah Ann for a girl. James after his father and Ann for my Mom. Of course, Eric started a search for the best OB/GYN with in twenty miles. We found a woman close to home. A month later I went to her office. She checked me over and said I was a textbook case of a pregnant woman. Over the next few months Eric hovered over me. He wouldn't let me lift anything that weighed over a pound. He would go grocery shopping with me and push the cart. Of course he handled all the bags. I told him he was over reacting but he didn't listen. I knew he was doing it out of love for me and our baby. I decided to let it go. During my pregnancy I did a lot of online searches about being a Mom. A lot of it was bull but I managed to separate the wheat from the chaff. My doctor game me some literature to read too. ********************* Right on schedule I started labor contractions. Eric and I timed them. When they got to the right interval and duration he drove me to the hospital. The doctor explained to Eric that I might be in labor for quite a few hours and sent him home. Thirteen hours later I delivered an 7 pound five ounce baby boy. Eric was going crazy telling perfect strangers. Of course they got a cigar. Two days later I was home starting to apply my Mom skills. Eric flew my Mom in to help me for the first two weeks. She was really a great help. I was so proud of Eric. Of course he was overly attentive with me and James. He even learned how to change a diaper. I had to chuckle at him a few times. He had trouble with the smell but never said a word. I kidded him about buying a gas mask. He especially like to watch James nursing. He just thought it was amazing to see the little guy on my breast. I knew right off he was going to be a great father and I really enjoyed being a stay at home Mom. One year later I was pregnant again. After thirteen hours in labor I delivered a baby girl. She weighed seven pounds eight ounces. We named her Sarah Jane. Jane after Eric's Mom. Another year passed and we finished off our family. I delivered another baby girl. We named her Sarah Lee after Lee Berkowitz. ******************** Thirty years later Eric and I are sitting on our sofa. It's December twenty fifth. The floor is covered with torn wrapping paper and empty boxes. Our grandchildren are playing with their new toys. Our children are sitting with their spouses with big smiles on their faces. I turned and looked at Eric. I put my arms around him and gave him a big hug and a kiss. "I love you, baby."