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The Renaissance of Dave Pt. 01

By: DrEugene



I have been a fan of this site for a long time. You write what you know and I travel quite a bit for business. I hope you enjoy these stories about Dave. This one starts slow but there are others coming right after it that are more intense. I am new to this so I welcome your feedback. Enjoy.

*****

Dave was definitely in a funk. After marrying his college sweetheart and five years in the military and two years as a management consultant account representative. He was divorced, overworked and lonely. Frankly, he did not feel like himself.

Dave was a good looking guy. Over six feet tall, athletic build and very fit. His years as a military officer had created a sound mind and body that he still worked out with frequent workouts and long runs to stay fit. 

Always a handsome good looking guy, he had settled down early after earning his commission in service. His divorce had not been a good one. After months away on frequent combat deployments and the associated stress, he and his learned that they did not know each other well. It was easiest to tell everyone that they had divorced because they had grown apart. The reality was she had grown into a woman that was sleeping around and left him despite his success in the military and as a management consultant.

During and immediately after his divorce, he was the obligatory man-whore around the happy hour circuit. He had his share of unsatisfying one-night stands. It left him completely unfulfilled and, even more, depressed. And despite months of picking up women and dating intermittently, he had hit a dry spell of epic proportions. He had not had a woman in the office or at happy hour patron look in his direction in months. 

Dave was spending more and more hours at work - other than working out and some sleep, he spent his waking hours at the office. He was adding accounts - worldwide, producing quality products for his clients but was getting difficult to work with and more depressed. His boss noticed.

Late one Friday Night, his boss, one of the executive Vice Presidents approached him in the conference room where Dave had files and paperwork strewn all over. "How are you doing, Dave?"

"Fine, but I will doing better once I close finish this Dubai proposal and close this deal," Dave had snapped back without really knowing who was talking to him.

"Dave, it is me, Robert. I hired you hired. And I know you and you are not fine." Robert replied seeing the angst in his young protégé. 

Dave could not reply and only looked to the floor and sighed. The senior executive put his arm around Dave and walked him out of the conference room to his office, poured him a bourbon and gave it to him. "Sit down, Dave. I have been divorced three times" Robert was with his third trophy wife that was nearly half his age. "I know that it is tough. But I need you to be confident and in a good place for you to keep being successful. Otherwise, you are gonna burn out."

Dave took a drink of the bourbon and swallowed. "Here is what we are gonna do. That Chicago HR firm you closed last year is having an executive conference in Palm Springs, California next weekend. And you are going to represent us. And that will be your assignment for awhile. Traveling to clients and consulting them in person. It will get you out of the office and on with your life."

Dave started to object, "But I have three deals working and I need to close the Dubai deal..."

"Never mind that. We'll work it out and you will work remotely via a laptop, tablet and your cell phone."

"Look," Robert said as he sat down next to Dave on the couch. "You'll get on the road. You'll travel some. You'll have fun. You'll meet women. And you'll have more fun with no strings attached - no obligations and you'll get your mojo back."

Dave could only shake his head. "I guess Palm Springs will be a good place to spend a few days away." 

"Now, that's the spirit. No take the rest of the weekend off and come back in on Monday and we'll get you set up for next week."

Dave already felt better walking thru the airport. He had been only wearing only suits and workout clothes and now he was business casual in khakis, golf shirt and a blazer. He felt relaxed for the first time in months. He was in the airport on a Wednesday to arrive in Palm Springs to set up on Thursday before the Chicago HR executives arrived late on Thursday for their annual Palm Springs off-site at an exclusive resort. 

After checking his bags and while in line at security, he saw her. Tall in four inch heeled sandals, dressed in a skirt that was about an inch too short and just tight enough showing off long, tanned and toned legs, with long dirty blonde hair pulled back. She wore a sheer cream colored blouse under her blazer but Dave could tell that breasts her just about perfect. Her perfectly manicured hands were working a cell phone. She was probably in her late-20's and strikingly beautiful. Dave caught himself staring for a second too long when they made brief eye contact. Dave thought nothing of it and proceeded thru security to the bar near the gate for his flight to LA.

After having two Old-Fashioned's after taking his seat in first class, "This travel thing might be not that bad," Dave thought to himself. And then when the beauty he saw earlier arrived in first class behind him. He immediately thought to Robert's words of having "no strings attached" fun while traveling on the company expense account.

She took the window seat and crossed her legs showing off her perfect legs and pretty manicured toes in sexy strappy high-heeled sandals. "Business or Pleasure?," she leaned over and asked. 

"Man, she even smells great," Dave thought himself as he replied the standard business man response, "Hopefully, both." "Me, too." She responded.

While the rest of the flight boarded, Dave ordered his third drink, a bourbon and ginger ale. His row mate, said, "sounds, good. I'll have the same." Looking to Dave, she introduced herself, "I'm Carla, by the way." "Pleased to meet you. I'm Dave"

After taking a large gulp of his drink, Dave asked, "What are going to be doing in LA?." Carla then went on to explain that she was a special assistant to the CEO of an HR firm and a part of her duties was set up and run meetings and she was headed to an off-site in Palm Springs"

"Me, too," Dave replied excitedly. "I'm a consultant with Hyde Consulting and I will facilitating management training for Hearne." 

"That's my firm!!" And Carla's excitement caught Dave off-guard. "I had been working with Suzy to set this up for months and she just told me on Monday that I would think our consultant was handsome but she did not tell me that you would be sexy."

Dave blushed and said, "yup, that me. At your service" And held up his glass for a toast. "I hope you'll be pleased with the service that I provide."

"I think I will and I think we'll have a good weekend," and she winked at him while they clinked glasses. 

The flight had been boarded and flight attendant explained over the intercom that there would be a delay in departure.

Carla stood up and took off her blazer revealing more of her gorgeous body and a lacy black bra that could be seen thru her sheer blouse. An extra button undone did not leave her ample cleavage to the imagination. "Might as well get comfortable." After giving her jacket to the flight attendant, she returned with two more drinks. "In addition to our long flight we have this delay. So you might as well tell me your life story while we wait."

She seemed to linger over him a little too long as she shimmied to her window seat. She crossed her long tan legs and said, "Well? Spill it."

Dave took a swallow of his fresh drink, "There is not much to tell. From Cincinnati, Notre Dame Grad, 5 years in the military - saw the world. Divorced and been with my firm for four years since discharge from the service. You?"

"Me? From Long Island. Business grad from Cornell. Been with my company since graduation. Worked up from intern, to executive assistant, to special assistant to the Chairman of the Board in six years. My office is based in Chicago but I travel much between all of our offices. Because of that travel and my work - single and been single for a long time."

Dave, stared at her, looking her up and down slowly, enjoying the view. "You single. I can't believe that. You must be beating them off with a stick."

Carla chuckled. "I wish. I would not say that men are intimidated, and I do not ask for much. But I guess I am old-fashioned." She paused, placed her manicured hand on his thigh and looked him the eye, "I guess I am a bit...submissive. Maybe, I am too eager to please. And most men do not how to handle that. And most men, don't deserve it."

Dave held the stare and took a big swallow of his drink and took the hint and the stirring in his groin took the hint as well. "Well, that's personal - and I think we need another drink."

"Sure, I'll have another but you don't have to get me drunk, Dave." 

Dave ordered another round and while they waited, Carla fished out her cell phone. "I might as well call the resort and change my spa appointment. Have you ever been to this resort?"

"Nope," he said as she connected with the spa. "Yes, I will be late. Yes, move my appointment two hours to the right and," she looked at Dave. "Add a Brazilian bikini wax to my mani-pedi and massage."

"That sounds like a great idea. A massage sounds great."

Holding her hand over the receiver, "full body swedish?" "Yes, please," Dave responded without looking. "Male or female masseuse?" Dave could not remember the last time he got a massage. "I prefer female massage therapist." Carla looked directly in Dave's eyes as she said, "yes, a pretty woman masseuse for my friend, please. Yes, he will arrive the same time as me. Perfect. Thanks."

She disconnected the call and held up her glass for a toast. "To a great weekend." 

Carla leaned over the armrest and got close to Dave's ear. "I told you something personal. Your turn to share."

Dave knew some of the rules here like no talk about old girlfriends or wife in his case and of course no bragging but he was out of practice in the art of flirting small talk, so he kicked it back to her. "What do you want to know."

"What do you think is sexy?" 

Dave feigned looking to sky to gather his thoughts. "I think a woman nothing but my shirt is sexy. I think funny, smart women are sexy. I think dirty talk is sexy. I think sexy feet in strappy high heels like you're wearing right now is sexy" and he leaned into her neck and added, "an orgasmic woman is sexy."

It was Carla's turn to blush, "Oh my. I wasn't prepared for that." She responded as she fanned herself with her hand with a grin. 

The stewardess told them that they were ready to take off and gather their drinks. They continued to chat and talk. They both liked to work out and run in 5K races and they both liked Dave Matthews Band. They talked they laughed. The in-flight meal arrived with wine and the flirting conversation continued with Carla seemingly taking every chance to touch Dave's arm or leg. 

As the lights went down, the bourbon, wine, and food seemed to hit Carla and she got quiet. But she lifted the armrest, closed the window, and snuggled into Dave's shoulder. "Dave, I think I need some rest before we get to LA" she purred into his ear. She closed her eyes and Dave could feel her breathing on his neck as she wrapped her arms around his arm.

Dave could not help but see her breasts barely held by a lacy black bra. He slowly and gingerly reached his right arm and placed his hand on her thigh. Her skin was so smooth and she did not object or move. After a minute or two, he took it a bit further and softly started to stroke her upper leg. Carla moaned quietly into his neck. Dave could feel his heart beating faster. He wondered whether she could feel his breath getting a little shallower.

After a few moments of softly caressing her upper thigh, he reached higher, moving his fingers over the seam of her panties. He could feel the heat of her nether regions. When he touched the sensitive region covered by a triangle of lace, she opened her legs slightly, opened her eyes. While they looked at each other deeply, she said, "You are making me so wet right now."

Remembering what she had said about being submissive, Dave replied in a whisper, "Prove it. Go to bathroom, take off your panties and give them to me." 

She kissed him on the cheek and obediently got up and went directly to the bathroom at the front of first class. Everyone on the flight was either sleeping, working on a laptop or tablet or watching a movie. Everyone but Dave and Carla had headphones on.

She returned after just a few moments. And she immediately assumed the same position snuggled up against Dave's right side - pulling an airline blanket over the both of them. She showed Dave the black lace panties and gave them to him, looking him in the eye with a look that she was eager to please him. Dave felt the moist lace, balled them up in his left hand and smelled them. It was intoxicating for him and he felt more brazen and was ready to be forward. She kissed him on the cheek again and closed her eyes.

He reached between her legs and she spread them slightly give him access. He found her warmth and the folds of her labia. Carla squirmed against and he could feel her breathing becoming labored. He inserted one finger and felt her pussy opening for him. Slowly stroking his fingers in and out, he could feel her getting wetter. He inserted another finger and she gasped into his neck and whispered in his "Please, don't stop. Please"

He fucked her slowly with two fingers. He could feel her pussy walls clenching his fingers as her pussy matched his every stroke. Her breathing was hard into his neck and reached and turned his fingers to reach what should be her g-spot and he was rewarded with a soft bite on his neck and her manicured fingers grabbing his thigh. He pulled his fingers out to stroke her clit and her response let him know that he pushing all of the right proverbial and literal right buttons.

Carla gasped in his ear, "Oh my God. Yes, please. More." He alternated between fucking her with two fingers and stroking her clit with her own wetness. He found her g-spot again and he felt her moan softly in his ear and her body tense and convulse. Her hands grabbed his arm and his leg as she came his fingers in her.

He slowly pulled his fingers from her wet pussy and held them up to her, "suck them." She obliged, looking him in the eyes and she eagerly tasted herself on his fingers. And then for the first time, they kissed on the mouth. As their tongues explored each other, he could taste her and he hoped that he would be able to taste her sweetness directly from the source over the weekend.

Dave took his left hand and undid his belt and as quietly as possible unzipped his fly. Carla took the hint and reached into pants to his engorged cock. "Baby, you are so hard." She smoothly and expertly pushed his pants and his boxes her down to give access to his cock. She stroked his full length while kissing him deeply, telling him that she wanted to make him cum as hard as she did. 

Carla reached over and pressed the button for his seat to recline. "Sit back, baby and enjoy." She stroked slowly and deliberately, gently squeezing the head of his cock. Looking him lustily the entire time, she found his balls and massaged them. Dave was on the edge and somehow, Carla knew. She took her sexy fingernails and teased and tickled his cock. As she began stroking him again, "I'm gonna cum." 

Quickly looking around seeing all of the passengers distracted by TV and laptop screens, Carla put her head into Dave's lap. And as soon as her warm wet mouth found the head of his cock and Dave's hand found the back of her head. With his fingers entangled her hair and Dave pushing down, she took his entire six inch length into her mouth and throat. After months of only masturbating, it was all he could take and he exploded into her throat. She swallowed every drop of his juice.

They were both breathing hard when she took her spot snuggle up against him. Dave looked at her, "That was hot." Carla, responded by kissing Dave deeply. "I am glad you thought so. Let's get some sleep. Because when we get to Palm Springs, you are going to fuck the shit out of me." 

As Dave settled in to sleep with Carla at his side for the rest of the flight, he thought "Maybe this travel thing will be alright."

The Renaissance of Dave Pt. 02



Thank you for coming back to enjoy the story and travels of Dave as he gets his mojo back. Please look forward to more of the story of Dave and Carla before our "hero" travels to again. I appreciate any feedback you might have.

*****

Dave woke up first as the flight attendants started to prepare the cabin for landing in LA. He pinched himself to make sure that the first part of the fight wasn't a dream. Sure enough, there was Carla curled up snuggled next him, hugging his muscular and athletic right arm. Her quiet snoring sounded like a kitten's purr. 

Dave rubbed her thigh with his right hand and brushed her hair back with his left. She stirred and intimately kissed him on the cheek. "Are we getting ready to land?," she asked.

"Yes, they are telling us to get ready for the descent." Dave replied.

"You should have woke me earlier, we could have had fun before we landed," Carla whispered his ear seductively

"I just woke myself. Did you have sweet dreams?"

"Yes, I did. But I also had dirty, nasty dreams about all of the things are going to do to me in Palm Spring," she replied stroking his cock thru his khakis. Dave blushed some. "It was not a dream," he thought to himself and "it is going to continue in California."

"Sounds like my dreams true."

"Well, Mr. Dave. It is my intent to make your dreams come true," she said out loud as she kissed him deeply."

Then she sat up, "But here is the deal. This is actually a work trip for me. And while I would like you to fuck with that eight-inch cock of yours for three straight days. We both have some work to do. Do you have a ride to the resort?"

"Yes, my firm hired a car," he replied hoping the flirting was not over.

"Good. My team arrived a couple of days ago. My assistant will be picking me up. I have to race out the resort and make sure that arrangements are well on the way. I hope you understand."

"Of course, I do."

"Great, baby. Here is my schedule," she said as she pulled out her iPad. "Unless things have changed since emails last night, I will check in with my team upon arrival. Then we'll have a few hours where we will get our massages and spa treatment. I want to look perfect for you because we'll also have time for you to fuck me."

"Sounds good so far."

"Then I will be hosting my team and other early arrivals, like yourself for a cocktail hour with heavy finger food. We'll hang out in the bar and then you'll have your way with me, until I have to go to work Thursday making final arrangements for Friday and Saturday."

"I get it. I also have to set up on Thursday as well."

"I will assign someone to take care of you on Thursday and Friday for your presentation. I will course be taking care of you at all other times," Carla replied with a wink. "Friday, I get to see you in action and Friday night is our 'formal awards' dinner. I will be busy getting ready for that and picking up the executive team of the Chairman of the Board, my boss, the CEO, COO, CFO, and one or two others from the Board," She explained without even looking up from the iPad.

"Wow. Heavy hitters."

"I will, introduce you to all of them. But I want you to spend time with the CEO, who is really my day-to-day boss. I want to show you off. Did you bring a tux?" 

"No, I didn't. Didn't know that I needed one."

"I'll have it taken care of. Even though, I have not had my hands all over yet; I bet you're a 46 Regular, right."

"You're good. But I prefer a 46," Dave replied. Carla made a note on her iPad. "What about your measurements?"

"Well, you probably can't tell but: 36-24-34." Dave whistled and silently thanked the heavens for his good fortune.

"Sorry, baby. I shifted into work mode there a little bit, but I wanted you to know that I am looking forward to taking advantage of me in any way that you want, but I do have to do my job," she said as she put away her iPad. "And this weekend, a part of my job will taking care of you in every way," she whispered as she kissed deeply on the mouth and quickly and gently squeezing his half erect cock.

Dave was enjoying his ride to Palms Springs in the back of the Lincoln TownCar. Carla was indeed in work mode. After holding hands for the reminder of the flight, they hugged deeply before getting off the plane. And two minions were waiting for her. One had to be her assistant and the other took her carry-on. Carla was already giving direction and off they went. 

He was looking forward to this weekend. Of course, he had to facilitate a leadership seminar on Friday, but he had most of Thursday to prepare and it was only about five hours of work. And of course, Carla's promises of sexy debauchery excited him. He could not wait to be alone with her tall, athletic, toned and sexy body.

As the driver announced his arrival to the resort, he was pleasantly surprised with the squalor. This place was five-star all of the way. Golf course, tennis courts, a couple of pools, this place had the works. It was as if they had taken a Caribbean resort and placed it in the middle of a desert. "This will work for a couple of days," Dave thought to himself.

They were ready for him at the front desk as the driver retrieved his luggage. "Mr. Dave, sir?," the receptionist inquired as he approached. "We have been expecting you."

"Yup, that's me."

"Well, I hope your drive from LAX was nice. We have everything set up for you, sir. Your bags are already been taken to your room," she said as she gave him two keys.

"She said you were cute, but not so tall handsome," the clerk said too loud.

Dave instantly blushed. As he opened the packet she had given him. "She had you upgraded to a king bed suite. And she left you a note, sir. Enjoy your stay," she said as she winked at him.

As Dave walked to the elevator, he read the note from Carla: "Dave, I can't wait for you to fuck me." And just then he remembered her panties in his pocket.

Dave opened the door to his room, and the attendant was still there with his bags. He tipped the young man and started to take the tour of the large suite. There was champagne on ice and there was bourbon and gin on hand with everything he needed for his two favorite drinks. He had told her that those were his favorite. Hanging in the closet was a black Armani tux. There was a plush robe and slippers and an appointment card for his massage on the bed.

Just as he was getting ready to re-read the note from Carla, there was a knock at the door. And just as Dave had hoped, it was Carla. Wearing only her robe and slippers, ready for his massage.

"They told me you had checked in," she said as she walked into the room. Dave shut the door and grabbed her. They kissed passionately. "I am yours, Dave. Take me." He took the hint and dropped her robe. Carla kicked the slippers off and rubbed her naked body all over Dave as their tongue explored and probed each other's mouths.

"Let's get these clothes off of you, baby." And Carla took off all of Dave's clothes and hung them in the closet, looking at Dave seductively the entire time. Dave's cock throbbed erect in front of him. Carla took him to the edge of the bed and sank to her knees.

"I have been wanting this cock in my mouth again since we landed." She slowly licked his entire shaft slowly. She looked up, "watch me, suck you off." Dave obliged as she took his bulbous head into her mouth, twirling her tongue around it, moaning softly. "Suck it, baby. Take it all." And without hesitation, she took his length into her throat. Bouncing her head up and down while holding and softly massaging his balls with one hand while pinching her own nipples with the other hand. "I can't take anymore - on the bed," he said as he lifted her head up. They kissed again, pressing their naked bodies together.

This was the moment that he had waited for - to be between her legs, to feel her warm wetness around his cock. He knew he was not going last long, so he delayed his inevitable orgasm as best he could.

He pushed her on the bed on her back playfully. "Let me see you play with your pussy." And obediently, Carla started stroking her labia and clit. Her bushy mound was glistening with anticipation wetness." Dave was enjoying his newfound power. "Now put a finger inside." She immediately, inserted a finger between the folds of her swollen pussy lips. As she fucked herself for him and twisted her own nipples with her free hand, she looked at him waiting for more instructions. "Now, a second finger." With a soft whimper, she began to fuck herself feverishly with two fingers. Dave noticed her long toned sexy tanned legs starting to quiver and spasm. "Don't you cum, yet." "Yes, baby. Anything you want, baby," she immediately responded never taking her stare off of him.

He could tell that she was on the edge. And so was he. Dave's dick was rock hard. "Are you ready for me, Carla?" "Yes, omigod, yes. Please cum fuck me."

"Are you sure?" Dave playfully asked. "Yes!" she gasped. "I need your cock."

"Taste yourself. Suck your fingers," he said as he approached her with his cock in his hand. He hovered over her slightly and took her fingers in his mouth to taste what was left and entered her balls deep in one stroke, completely giving herself to him.

"Ahhhhh," Carla moaned aloud. Thank goodness this room was so big to drown out the noise, Carla was making. Her legs immediately wrapped around him as he began stroking her and pounding her pussy with reckless abandon. "I'm cumming!" Carla screamed. "I'm cuuuummming." Dave was somehow empowered by this and with a fit of stamina, continue to fuck her with long slow strokes as Carla panted and slowly came down from her intense orgasm. 

"Don't stop fucking me, baby, please," Carla encouraged him. Dave did not know how he could hold out so long. This gorgeous woman was giving herself completely to him with her legs and arms wrapped around him, her pussy still pulsating around his cock.

He turned her over, and she knew exactly what he wanted and she got on all fours for him. She looked back him, encouraging him with her eyes. "I'm yours, baby. I'm your slut. Fuck me like it, please."

Dave entered her from behind and again with a fervor and energy he did not know he had. He pounded her from behind. She bucked against him, taking every thrust. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, baby." Grabbing her hips, Dave fucked her hard. The loud slapping noises were filling the large suite. Carla screams echoed around the room. He grabbed her long dirty blonde hair and Carla arched her back to get more of him inside her. He slapped her ass. "Yes, baby, slap my ass. I am your slut." He slapped her ass again, holding her hair in his left hand, leaving a red mark impression of his hand. "Yeeessss...take me baby. I'm yours. Use me." 

Dave did not know how this was happening with a woman he had only known a few hours. He had one-night stands before but never with this much passion and energy. He slowed the pace slightly, and Carla was panting and moaning. 

"Are you ready to cum again, baby?" 

"Yes, I want to cum on your fat cock...Yes!" Carla panted loudly. Dave then licked his index finger, and slowly inserted into her asshole - fucking her ass with his finger as he slowly long stroked her pussy from behind. He saw her hands clench the sheets in her fists on the bed.

"Ooooh, Dave. That feels so good. You can have my mouth, my pussy, and my ass.," Carla exclaimed as her body convulsed in another orgasm.

Her body still shaking, Dave reached to Carla's chin, pulled her face to the side and kissed her. "I am going to cum in your ass," he growled in her ear.

"I want you to feel your big cock cum in my ass baby. Take it! Use my ass for your cum."

Without any delay, Dave rubbed the head of his cock; wet with her cum on her sphincter and she back into him slowly. "Oh it is so tight, baby," Dave sighed. "Stretch me out and cum in my ass," Carla responded lustily.

Dave had control of Carla and this whole situation and was liking it. He pressed inside her and her ass surrendered to him as the rest of her body. "Stroke your clit while I fuck your ass." She immediately obliged and her breathing was, even more, labored. He felt her legs and lower body quivering a precursor to another massive orgasm. 

Dave slapped her on the ass, "Don't you cum yet. Don't cum until I cum," as he slapped her ass again to make his point. Her only response was gasping, "Yes, baby."

Dave increased the pace and fucked her hard in her ass as if he would never fuck her again. The tightness was more than he could handle. He was drenched in sweat. "I gonna cum, baby. Cum with me." "Yes, baby. Fill my asshole with your cum." And that was all Dave could take as he felt that familiar stirring in his loins and his balls twitch and with one final last hard long stroke, "I'm cumming," he shouted as he slapped and grabbed her ass. "I'm cumming, too. Baby. I can feel your hot cum in meeeee!!" as Carla matched his shout.

Dave collapsed and rolled off to Carla left. They had been in the middle of the king sized bed. Carla assumed her position cuddled up next to Dave, kissing his neck and ears. Her hands explored his chest and stomach as they caught their breath. 

Dave closed his eyes and let the moment wash over him. "I don't know what came over me. But that was awesome," he said staring up at the ceiling. Carla got up on one elbow and looked him in the eye, "You're better than awesome and there is more to come this weekend baby." 

"I thought I had gone too far there for moment, Carla."

"Dave, I told that I was old-fashioned. You can have me anytime, anyway you want, but now we have to get ready for our spa visit."

Dave kissed her thinking that he had never been with a woman that so powerful and so sexually submissive in his life.