1 comments/ 16027 views/ 2 favorites I Can Change That For You By: Huntertheman I am really quite content with my little niche in the world. I admit to being slightly shy and have little experience with the fairer sex. I only had a couple of dates while in high school. Currently I am slowly working my way through college, so studies and work take all my energies. I'm in my second year of school at Northern Cal Tech and have a summer job working at a resort on Lake Tahoe. I clean and service (mostly clean) house boats and rental boats for a beautiful lodge, which in turn, caters mostly to families. Even so I find some strange things under the beds, so I wear disposable gloves while on the job. I ride my bike to work about two miles each way. I stay fit and while I don't pretend to be a movie star, I am decent looking, just inexperienced with women, (another way of saying scared shitless of them). This day I was headed home, if you call a 12' x 12' staff cabin complete with a bunk and closet, but no water or heat, home. I was coasting down grade when I spotted a broken beer bottle on the pavement, swerved around it and mentally cursed the jerk who had tossed it out. Just a few seconds later I heard a vehicle coming up behind me, it passed around me and continued down the road. After about a hundred yards, I heard a loud "THUMP THUMP" and the vehicle quickly pulled to the gravel side just off the pavement. The car was a very new Lexus. The right rear tire was visibly flat, thanks to a broken beer bottle I'm sure. As I approached I saw an attractive middle aged female exit and go around to passenger side. There she stood arms akimbo on her hips slowly shaking her head side to side. Up close she was very nice looking, dressed way to fancy for a tourist in an off white linen business suit. The car, the clothes, and the woman, they all screamed money. As I stopped near her I saw her pull out a cell phone and punch numbers. I smiled and said "Hi, You probably can't get service here in this canyon. The forest is too tall." "If it wasn't for bad luck, you know the saying" this in a quite husky, sultry voice from a very beautiful confident woman. " Do you have any suggestions?" I stepped off the bike and squatted near the tire. I could never say "Tough Luck" and leave this damsel in distress. I turned and as any macho male would do, stated "I CAN CHANGE THAT FOR YOU". We got the spare and the jack from the trunk. I did notice the vehicle was sitting slightly canted and on a down slope. I broke the lug nuts loose and raised the car up enough to finish removing the nuts and wheel. I slipped the spare in place and finger tightened the nuts, then with the tire iron, snugged them. On the first nut I tried to fully tighten, the car lurched off the jack, flipped the tire iron around and whacked me on the forearm. "SHIT, Son of a bitch that hurt". Suddenly I was embarrassed, about what I had yelled in the presence of this lady. Totally red faced, I turned and stammered an apology. "Don't need to apologize for language after an accident like that. Here let me look at your arm and your eyebrow. " She placed a handkerchief on my forehead to stop the bleeding. Damn, I didn't even know I got smacked in the head. Sure enough I had a cut. Now I felt like a real mess. She examined my arm and wrist, which was rapidly swelling and quite red. "How far is it to the nearest hospital? We need to have this checked out and you may need a couple of stitches in that cut. Do you think the tire will allow us to drive if we go slowly?" To regain my masculine status, I said I could tighten the remaining lugs nuts with one hand enough to get us to the clinic. As it worked out WE tighten the nuts. I applied the weight and muscle while she held the wrench in place. I kinda had to drape over her, more like lay on her back, while I pushed down on the tire iron. Hurting or not the view down the front of her blouse was ---- what should I say, Wheeew - how about the exertion from tightening the nuts was NOT, I repeat NOT , the reason my breath was ragged. We pushed my bike into the brush and I climbed into her car. We drove to the clinic and entered. She went directly to the admissions desk and spoke quietly to the nurse. I was ushered into the emergency room and sat on a table to await the doctor. The doctor entered and -- low and behold my damsel in distress had on emergency scrubs. "My name is Lorraine McNaughton and I am a doctor. I have ordered an x-ray and will have the cut cleaned so I can put a couple of stitches in place. I can't have my knight in shining armor treated by just any doctor, especially when I'm available." After an x-ray, some stitches and a shot in the "HIP" I felt nearly human - at least like a fuzzy human, must have been shot - can I have another? Luckily the arm only had a deep bone bruise, so no hard cast needed. The admissions information had gotten my employers contact numbers. Lorraine called my boss and informed him of my condition. To my dismay, she said I could not lift any thing for several weeks. Now .. what .. My job is in jeopardy. I ask to be taken to the staff cabins thinking I would ignore her instructions and go to work in the morning. Lorraine shot down that idea. "Mister Douglas Johnson, you can stay over night here in the clinic for observation, or better yet, I will take to my cabin, as you need to have some one watch over you. I feel responsible. And you are on Percodan, so you can't drive or be near equipment." Face it. I was nearly a zoned out zombie, so off to her cabin we went, beats a hospital bed I bet. Some cabin, it was nearly 6,000 square feet of logs right on the lake front. The room she put me in was huge, the bed had sheets like I'd never felt before. Come to think of it - everything was soft and warm. I had to accidentally bump my arm before I remembered why I was here. Percodan is a God Send when you need it. The night got dark, in fact every thing got dark as I drifted off into La La Land. The morning was interesting. I awoke in confusion, where was I? I lay still while the cobwebs cleared and sat up. I had on pj bottoms, Whooa, I didn't put them on. I had a T-shirt and bike shorts on last night. There had been some blood on the shirt, not much but some. Where were my clothes? The pj's were slightly tented and I felt somewhat aroused, about what? Actually, I felt a little sore. There was some dried semen on the fly, great, I have a wet dream under the influence of drugs, in a strangers house. Now I wonder, DID I HAVE A BONER WHEN SOMEONE UNDRESSED ME? I need to get out of here and go hide. Also I could smell bacon and coffee. Down stairs Lorraine was fixing breakfast and remembering last night. She should have felt a bit guilty, but didn't. How many times does fate hand you a fine young man, under the influence of Percodan, (skip the fact she gave him another dose when she put him on the bed.) She started out professional, helping the sound asleep, very drugged man out of his clothes and into the pj's, well, into the pj's after a short delay. She couldn't help admiring his male parts, slowly touching, then fondling his penis. She was in full control as he became aroused, grew larger, then - finally fully erect.. She slowly stroked him just for pleasure, then gave a soft slow kiss to the head. She tasted the pre-cum, so sweet, even delicious. Now committed, she slid the engorged phallus into her mouth slowly, taking it clear to the back of her throat, swirling her tongue around it. What a tremendous rush having this man at her mercy. She could feel his muscles react and body respond to the sensations of her touch. He remained in a stupor, so she went to another level. Lorraine removed her pants, leaving her panties on. She climbed over his outstretched body and rubbed his cock on her covered pussy. She instantly lubricated, more from mental image than touch. On her knees, she pulled her panties aside and slid his cock slowly back and forth on her waiting pussy lips. Just going along - with her building need for the feel of the stiff rod deep inside of her. She took a deep breath, and guided it up into the warm wet channel. OOHHH, how good is it to feel the throb of a young cock next to your womb? Lorraine's head bowed, she slid back and forth slowly, then faster, then slowed and ground her clit deeply on his pubic bone cushioned only by the mass of stiff, dark hair surrounding the cock now completely out of sight buried deep inside of her. Lorraine sat up, yet kept moving gently, as she undid and removed her bra. Her 38 D breasts floated free now, brushing the filmy silk of her blouse. She leaned forward until the aroused nipples just touched the fabric. As she rocked back and forth on his cock, her nipples were being stimulated by the silk fabric. Now she had sensations every where. She ground hard on his pubis and as the climax approached, hammered down and forward hard. The pressure tripped her over the edge. Wave after wave of climax continued until she was spent, just sitting on the still erect cock. Lorraine mentally debated on "fair play," should she suck him off, or, would a climax wake him and he would catch her in the act. With a final little tongue swirl she kissed the rigid pole and worked the pj's up and over the problem. She smiled as she noticed her juices soak into the front of the garment. Enter Lorraine into the room carrying a tray. "Hope you had a good rest, hope you are ready for breakfast. I am a doctor, not a cook, but it will be nourishing, you will eat it ... or be fed by IV." Hey, what can I say, she was a doctor and she could cook. It was great. Now it's time to be embarrassed again. "UHH, where are my clothes and how did I get in these pj"s?" "I did all of the above without your help. Doctor's privilege to fully examine the patient. You passed all my inspections with flying colors. I tried to wash your shirt but the bloodstains wouldn't come out." "If your feel up to it, I would like to know more about Mister Douglas Johnson. I notified your employer, do I need to call a girl friend also?" Again embarrassed, I softly said, "No girl friend." "How come, your well built, nice looking and very polite." Still embarrassed, I spilled my pitiful story of my lack of experience with women. Lorraine ask "Are you a virgin?" "No .. No... I ... I have had sex with a girl, but only once." "Tell me your experience." Take a deep breath, "There was a girl in our class, Beverly Everman, we all called her Beverly Every Ones, ... because she .. she had sex with nearly every boy. Me included, I figured it was a way to learn about what to do. " "Tell me about that experience." Another deep breath, "We were at a party at a friends house and I took Bev upstairs to a bedroom. We kissed and made out a little. She laid back on the bed and .. like went to sleep... or passed out. Her dress was up , I could see her panties. I went for it... I pushed her dress up and looked at my first, .. first.. you know." "Can you say Cunt?" Really big breath, " OK ...Cunt,... yeah, I pull her panties to the side, unzipped my pants, I was so hard and excited. I climbed over her and .. it just slid right in, all the way." "What do you remember about how it felt?" "It was warm and wet. Pretty wet actually. It must have been good because I came real quick, but it was my first time, so I was... was.. I guess I thought that probably happens on your first time." "Do you think it was a good experience?" "Not particularly, the more I think about it. I was probably following a half of dozen other guys who had already had her that night. And another half dozen probably followed me. I often kicked my butt because I was in a hurry to get inside her.. her... cunt, I forgot to play with her breasts. I have never seen a grown woman's breasts, except in pictures of course." I needed to change the subject, so I blurted out. "Do I really have to lose my job, I need to earn money for school?" Lorraine smiled and ask what I earned an hour. I said $10.00 per hour and room and board. Not that the staff cabins and camp cooking was real room and board. With a sexy smile, that sultry husky voice slowly said, " Using one of your previous sayings....I CAN CHANGE THAT FOR YOU." She paused, did some mental calculations and replied, "My family owns the McNaughton clinic in Rochester NY. My father is Dr. Ralph McNaughton, one of my brothers is a doctor in Maine, the other is a lawyer. We specialize in reproductive medicine and fertilely, in other words, I am a sex doctor... I 'm out here in California for an extended stay. I may open a small private practice just to stay busy." "I will need to hire some staff to help me keep this place functioning. I will pay you 15 an hour to work for me. You will have light duty until your arm is 100% better. If you are really good, I may be able to help with your school expenses...if you stay... and agree to do what ever I ask." Think my mind was working over time, ...you bet, ...imagine all the possibilities. What did she mean by "What ever she ask"? STORY WILL CONTINUE Hope you enjoyed. I Can Change That For You Ch. 02 THIS IS PART TWO OF THE STORY I suggest first time readers scroll to the bottom of the last page of this story. Click on the heading for Part One of "I Can Change That for You" in the lower window ---- "Similar Stories". THE EDUCATION Doug's injury was not a major complication. Dr. Lorraine did not expect him to do any heavy manual labor anyway as she had outside contract labor grounds crew and a cleaning service twice weekly. What was his job? The first few days at the lodge were spent in laid back casual interaction between Dr. Lorraine and Douglas. Doug said his father was a Vietnam War causality and his mother worked as a waitress to support him until he finished high school. He loved his mother and was happy that she was now seeing a gentleman ----"Starting a life of her own again". Doug stated he was on his own slowly working his way through college without any outside assistance. The following takes place one evening sitting in the great room with a cheerful fire going in the stone fireplace. Dr. Lorraine started the conversation ... in the role of sex therapist. "Tell me more about your sexual experience with Beverly." "Well, I decided she was my best bet for sex and according to the other guys, she would, would, you know ---- have sex like a Mink." Doug replied. "I believe the saying is -- She fucks like a Mink, am I correct? Interesting saying, actually very erroneous though. And, for your further education, while in school I studied the mating habits of many mammals, including the mink. When the female mink comes into heat, meaning ready to breed, she grows a very thick gristle muscle mass on the top of her neck area. The male mink is so aggressive, he will bite and lock his teeth into this growth. If the female did not protect her neck, the male could severe her spinal cord killing her. The female is dominated and forced to endure the advances of the male. I use the word endure because the male will couple with her holding her immobile for extended lengths of time. And I mean lengths of time, even for several days the male will stay on top and coupled with the female. The female has no choice, she is his victim, later to give birth to his offspring. Does that sound like your experience with Beverly?" Shaking his head negatively and with wide eyes Douglas just stared at Dr. McNaughton. She could talk about sex and never blush. Here was a gorgeous looking woman saying the Fuck word and not sounding vulgar. "I remember you stated you were disappointed that in your rush with Beverly you did not get to see her breasts. Is that one of your secret desires?" Douglas again nodded, this time in affirmative. His eyes drifted to the noticeable chest of Dr. McNaughton. With a smile and a light giggle, Lorraine said, "I see that discussing breasts or tits is stimulating to you, at least judging by the response in your pants." Doug looked down and, thoroughly embarrassed, noted his raging hard-on. Mentally he thought, "Man what a pathetic loser I am." Lorraine eased his moment by smiling, and saying, "I'm flattered you notice my breasts and find our talk stimulating. I think, with your permission, we should continue your education about the female and sex. You stay seated right there." She rose and began to unbutton her blouse. Doug swallowed hard and his lower jaw slightly sagged. His eyes were fixed on each button as she worked her way down and pulled the garment out from her waistline. Lorraine moved closer, shrugged out of the blouse and faced him straight away as she reach behind her back and unsnapped her bra spilling her amazing breasts into Doug's vision. "These are normal breasts for a woman my age, but they 're real, not a picture in some questionable magazine." Doug stared, mouth still agape, pants still tented at maximum. He slowly reached toward those twin beauties, then stopped just short as he realized what he was doing. Lorraine leaned into his touch, his fingertips just brushing her nipples, which were becoming taut and sensual. "Go ahead, you can touch, be gentle, as a lover would be, lightly roll my nipples between your fingers and slowly draw circles around them. Breasts are sensitive, highly erotic parts of the female anatomy. When you make love, foreplay, be sure you learn to read the female. Never just squeeze hard or try to hurt her, just learn how to make her desires build by touch and kisses. Go ahead, kiss them lightly, suck the nipples into your mouth and run your tongue around the nipples. See how tight and hard they grow, OOOHHH GOD ... that that feels so good,." Dr. Lorraine was gently holding his head to her breasts, rubbing his neck and shoulders, ---- kind of hard to tell she was instructing him because she had her eyes closed and obviously enjoying the lesson. She didn't mention her juices were flowing freely in her panties. Doug was so engrossed in the touch, the feel of a real woman's tits he never considered he was giving to her. He could feel his heart pounding , his pulse raced, sweat began to form on his brow and upper lip, but all this was irrelevant as he nursed and swallowed the taste of her gorgeous nipples. The real ones were long, hard and beautiful dark brown, better then any he had seen in the magazines. The smell of female flesh and her arousing sex was an intoxicant, he buried his head in between her tits and rubbed, snuggled, in deeper and deeper. His thoughts were lost, he was in this moment, there was no past, no future, only his first .. of .. real breasts. Moments passed before he was pulled away, and Lorraine slid down to his lips and holding him by the back of his head, gave him a real kiss, first lightly on the lips, then a little lick with her tongue, finally with pressure as he actively responded. They open up and delved into the kiss with a twin fevers. " Pay back Time", whispered Lorraine as she pulled him to his feet. Doug's mind raced -- confused ---------- he thought, "I got to touch her tits, so now I need to make it up to her. I need to do something nice to her". Little did he know Lorraine was referring to the incident that had solely benefited her on the night she undressed him and put him into a drugged sleep to ease the pain of his injured arm. " I am indebted to you and, again with your permission, will further your education by giving you fellatio. You know what that is ---- don't you? Have you had a female give you a blow job, oral sex, anything like that?" Doug's world was spinning ---- beyond comprehension. This gorgeous woman just let him touch her breasts, gave him the most sensual kiss of his life, and she was INDEBTED to him? Doug stood there speechless. Taking his silence as an affirmative to proceed, Lorraine stood in front of him and drew his hands back to her breasts, "Cup them, feel the warmth, touch them with tender love." Her hands then drifted to his belt and slowly unbuckled the belt, moved the zipper down, and slipped her hand inside his pants front. Doug stood mesmerized, his hands holding her breasts, and the new sensation of a female hand caressing his erection. Lorraine lowered his pants and underwear exposing his rigid pole for all to see. Probably a good thing they were standing in the depths of the curtained living room in the flickering fire light of her lake side home, therefore no one could watch the action that was about to happen. Lorraine tilted her head upward, kissed him deeply, feeling his eager return and passionate breathing. She kissed his neck and worked slowly down to his chest, nuzzling the downy hair and stopped to draw a tight nipple into her moist mouth. A soft groan escaped his mouth as she tongued that nubbin. Her eyes were closed, but her mind was reeling, drinking in the sensation of this man, once again within her control. She slowly slid lower over his belly and kissed his navel. She was holding his prick firmly slowly stroking it full length. Continuing down, she reached the final goal, kneeling in front she kissed the tip of his organ, tasted the drip of moisture that had collected on the tip. With a little lip pressure she allowed the bulbous knob to POP in and out a few times. Doug stood quivering, eyes closed, almost holding his breath. Now she slid the engorged member deep into her warm mouth lightly chewing and swirling her tongue around it. Doug's eyes opened, he had to watch as she continued to move her mouth up and down the length of his pulsating rod. She was cupping his nuts and pulling, almost milking them gently. In just a few minutes Doug felt a rush of muscles ... bunch and grip -- as -- OOHH SHIT -- suddenly he erupted, coming out of control into her mouth. Lorraine looked up, tender doe like eyes smiling as she drank his fluid, all of it, swallowing rapidly to keep up with his spurts. The intensity of his ejaculation was over whelming, gasping, shuddering, Doug could only wonder what had happened. This was not like he remembered from his other experience, meaning Beverly Everman. Lorraine was feeling the secret debt was now repaid. She felt warm about how she had handled (more like mouthed) Doug's first oral sex experience. She also thought that her secret sexual encounter while he slept -- should remain a secret. Doug stood slumped forward, pants still down around his ankles. Lorraine reached them and slowly worked them upward. As she reached his weakening penis, she noticed some come leaking out. She quickly slurped the tip to savor the delicious fluid. Doug's member twitched indicating renewing vigor. Lorraine marveled at the reliance of the young man, Oh .. to have the libido of youth. Lorraine, using the grip on his pants, led him down the hall to the master bedroom. Once inside she let the pants slip down and helped him step out of them. She unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, dropping it on the floor. Doug stood bare naked as she caressed him in different areas arousing him to full mast again. Strangely Doug did not feel embarrassed by his nakedness. Lorraine stood back admiring his hard body and ... hard ... hard-on. She undid her slacks fastener and zipped them open. Making sure he was watching, she slid them down and step out of them. Her panties were shiny bright blue satin, brief and sexy. Lorraine hooked her thumbs in the sides and slowly lowered them, then dropped them beside her slacks. Doug's eyes travel with the movement of her hands, hence the panties, until she straightened up now fully undressed, just as naked as he was. Lorraine is a fine foxy looking female, regardless of her age. Her downy crotch was the center of focus for Mr. Douglas Johnson. Never before had he seen a real nude, never had he felt the urges to have sex with such fervor. Lorraine walked up close, pushed him toward the king- sized bed and with one dainty finger pushed him into a sitting position with his head at her breast level. "What you see is a mature woman, who is sexually aroused and wants to make love to you. More appropriately, wants to make love .. with you. Do you find me attractive? And do you want to learn the ways to make a woman fully enjoy, even relish having sex with you? Nod your head if we should continue." She was enjoying toying with him. His head was nodding, while his eyes were locked on her beautiful nipples. "Touch them, kiss them, you know how. The beginning of a great sexual experience is arousal, for both of you. You can entice response by massage, not only of the breasts, but, of nearly any area of the body. Kisses, soft nibbles, warm breaths drifted over the entire body will do wonders, as both male and female are tuned to kindness. Think of it as ... a good feeling that will lead ... to more, stronger, better feelings. If you master control of the driving forces of lust and cultivate the sensual, the rewards are beyond description. You will be the master of any woman you touch, and when a woman is fully roused, you will need to hang on for the ride of your life. I can teach you how to find the key to each woman's heart." "Here is your first lesson." Lorraine straddled him with her moisture dripping onto his stomach, she rubbed her cunt slowly back and forth on his strong stomach muscles. She inched ahead and leaned forward so her nipples were available for his eager mouth. She squirmed and ground harder into him. His hands were around her back, he pulled her to his mouth, alternating between the nipples, hungry for her. Giving little nips with his teeth, careful so as not to hurt, he was in heaven. She eased forward, her breasts no longer the object of his mouth, as he kissed her taut stomach, nearing her navel and golden bush. The scent of arousal heavy now as he approached her wet pussy. She said "Please kiss my cunt, be gentle and explore my inner lips, use your tongue, feel for my sensitive clit and taste my juices. You are the reason they flow, you caused this, this is now your reward." Doug was now buried, with his mouth attached to her warm slit, flowing with love juice. He found the little engorged nubbin at the top part of her pussy, ran his tongue around it, then flicked it repeatedly when he felt her shudder each time he touched it. Doug's a quick learner. Dr. Lorraine was past giving additional instructions, she was awash with building tremors. She came hard and sudden... gasping and drawing deep harsh breaths as the climax hit ...again... and again... and again. Exhausted she moved him from under her so she could sit on his chest again while she regained her composure. Doug was smiling, knowing he had passed the test, and she was repaid for the oral job that had ripped him apart just a short while ago. Turn about is fair play .. make that foreplay... heh heh heh . Lorraine reached around behind her and located the still fully erect cock that was occasionally bumping her in the back. She lifted and sat down fully enveloping his cock. He was inside her, My God, he was actually fucking with this beautiful woman. Both now committed to the act ... as she slipped up and down on his erection, and he ... death gripped her hips as he assisted in the movement. In a very short time Lorraine was fully aroused and close to another mind blowing event, now wanting him to come with her .. deep... inside of her. She again reached around and found his tense sack .... squeezed and kneaded them somewhat aggressively knowing he would respond quickly. With a groan he pulsed upward spilling his seed in great gushes, the first so strong it tripped her over the edge also. Both ground together and drove him to the maximum depth into her hungry cunt. Both held tight until all movement ceased and exhaustion followed. Doug had experienced his second time of sex with a female (to his knowledge). This one he would remember and cherish all his life. Lorraine had been a giver of knowledge and leader into this foray, seems fair she should also have reaped some enjoyment. "What we just enjoyed is called coitus, meaning a male and female have sexual interaction. Of course the original intent is to produce offspring. We don't have to be concerned about that as I cannot have any children due to a personal problem several years ago. The human animal is one of the few that have sexual contact purely for enjoyment, many others mammals breed seasonally and ignore the opposite sex the remainder of the time. After what we just experienced, you should feel sorry for the less evolved species. And after what we just did, was your experience with Beverly as rewarding, do you think you would care to fuck her again?" Doug smiled and stated firmly, "Beverly .. Beverly .. who? .. No, I would not consider being with her. She can't compare to you, you are unbelievable, beautiful and ... and .. Damn, I'm getting hard again. See what you do to me. Can we keep doing this, or am I out of line asking?" Lorraine simply pulled him closer and with out words convinced him he was not "Out of line". She murmured that occasionally the female "Can be aggressive and want sex often and in erotic positions and locations." She asked. " Would you like to experiment in the shower, the kitchen, on the floor, possibly doggie style, maybe some other location?" "How about all of them." Based on that response, Lorraine slid out from under him and rolled over on her front. She pulled her knees under her and raised her firm ass, nodded for Doug to get behind her and go animal. She said this way you can get deeper penetration and the visual effect is rewarding also. Lorraine explained " From that position, you can reach around and touch the top of my pussy, gently stroking me and find my little love button. Yes... Yes.. that's it." What caught Doug's attention was the slap of his flesh against her ass cheeks, what a stimulating sound! And in a mirror on the closet he noticed her pendulous breast would swing.. and sway.. back and forth based on how he pounded into her. Doug was feeling strong and in control as he quickened his strokes, harder and harder. Suddenly he slowed and eased off thinking this could be hurting her. Lorraine quickly understood and said " Hard and fast can be great, don't worry, you're not hurting me, in fact, I was about to tell you to go harder and, let it all go, don't hold back, give me all you got, Fuck me Doug fuck me hard .. NOOOWW ." Doug gave her his everything. His first doggie style was ... well... he thought he pulled muscles when he came. He was panting with exertion when he slowed, stopped, then collapsed down forcing her flat under him. They would lie entwined for several hours basking in the smell and after glow of great sex. Then they agreed a joint shower was in order. "Think tomorrow we should break-in the hot tub, don't you?" Doug scrunched his brow and asked "What hot tub?" "The one we buy tomorrow when we go shopping. And we need to get a truck for you to drive when you pick up supplies and run errands. I was thinking maybe a new Toyota four by four, what color is your favorite?" You think Doug found a good job, or what?