5 comments/ 148597 views/ 2 favorites Never in a Million Years By: footshrimper Never in a million years! At least that's what I thought. But boy was I in for an eye opening and surprising experience! I met a guy last year at the same building where I work. He was a nice guy and we soon became buddies and finally roommates. Jack is a very muscular and good looking man who has no trouble whatsoever attracting and bringing home women. Oddly enough I even found myself admiring his physique on more than one occasion, especially after he'd worked out and had a shower. He'd always saunter around nude for a few minutes before going to his bedroom and putting on his underwear. Jack and I became close friends but my place turned out to be too small for the two of us. So when the place next door went vacant Jack took advantage and moved in. This was great because we were close enough to spent time together as we did when we lived together. After a couple of months I started noticing Jack was bringing up the subject of bisexuality and gay sex quite often. I never gave it much thought though. One night Jack, his date and I all went to a party at a resort clubhouse. We'd all been smoking some really good weed before the party and managed to get pretty drunk once we got there. The three of us decided to head down to the sauna and maybe sweat out some our alcohol consumption. Watching Jack and his date had giving me a hard on by the time we got to the sauna, and I was having a hard time concealing the fact. So, since it was just the three of us I slipped off my shorts and began stroking my stiff cock right there in front of Jack and his date. I came like a volcano, firing my hot cream all over the hot sauna rocks and the floor. I licked the cum off my hands and then slipped my shorts back on as if nothing had happened. Not one word was said about what had just transpired. Over the period of a week or two I began to jerk off more and more especially times when Jack would pop by. I'd go to the washroom and jerk off, loud enough for him to hear me and come to see what the noise was about. I'd leave the door open and have a porn flick playing and lay there in waiting. The moment I heard him close by I began jerking off. Jack would just watch me intently, he never did a thing. Having a man, instead of a woman, watching my shaft get hard and waiting and wanting to see my hot cum pouring out was a super turn-on for me, but I must've been frustrating Jack. Then one night dropped by. He opened the door, which I had left unlocked for him as usual, walked in and came into my bedroom. He pushed me back onto my bed. He tore off my shirt and tore open my pants in a powerful frenzy. I pretended to put up a fight, hoping that my fantasy would play out. With the same urgency in which he had me naked he took off his own clothes while holding me done at the same time. As soon as I saw the perpenDICKular prize he was packing my resistance was no more. I remembered his hard smooth body, how smooth and tight his ass was, and even his cock from when we lived together. But I'd never seen his 7 1/2" cut cock this close before. It was beautiful. Once naked he tore what was left of my underwear off me, surprised that I was rock hard already. He quickly grabbed the base of my cock, leaned forward and began to lick my peehole and then sucked on my throbbing head. I felt feelings and sensations I never knew existed. Then he took my balls into his mouth and sucked on them rolling them back and forth in his hot mouth. He slowly licked down from my balls and started circling my quivering ass. He kneaded the cheeks of my ass and spread then open wide. He teased my puckered hole, poking and probing my ass until finally shoving his tongue in deep. It felt so good, so hot and so nasty. I moaned out loud, calling his name. He moved his hand and began stroking my cock, jerking me off and then started fingering my ass. I grabbed two handfuls of him and drew him onto the bed and closer to me. By this time we were both on fire and our passionate moans and groans filled the room. Jack pulled on my cock harder and faster, and shoved a few more fingers inside my aching ass while I eagerly parted my thighs for him. I was in heaven, feeling his sexy masculine body and his hard throbbing cock next to me was mind-blowing. I squeezed his firm globular buttocks and reveled in their hard softness. With my ass nice and loose now I was ready for what came next. Jack mounted me, placing my legs over his shoulders he had easy access to my poop chute. I curled my toes and bit my lower lips when I felt his hot cock pressing against my tight opening. With a few gentle shoves my asshole opened enough to allow his head to penetrate me. His cock felt so much bigger inside me, but I was so happy to finally have it where I'd fantasized about for so long. I cooed like a bitch while Jack slowly fed his throbbing meat into my asshole. I tried counting the inches as he slowly worked himself in. But he seemed to be even longer than he appeared. His cock filled my cavity nicely. He was hot and thick and long and he was inside my asshole! I pushed down from inside and gripped his cock tightly with my ass. He started to push and pull his cock slowly at first. But once he got going, ohmigod, he was like a bull. Grunting and fiercely thrusting his cock, slapping and crushing his balls against me. All of a sudden he let out a huge grunt and said." I'm gonna cum.....I'm gonna pump you full of hot cuuuuuuummmmmmmmm.......!" And with that he came like a gyser. I felt his cock expand and start to pulsate as my rectum filled with his hot sticky semen. At that moment I too felt my own load rising up through my balls. I raised my ass up higher and continued stroking my cock madly and with Jack blowing off inside me I shot my wad out onto my own face and chest. We climaxed together for a minute or two before Jack collapsed on top of me and we toppled on the bed together. As we lay there arm in arm Jack licked the cum off my face and then shared it with me in a kiss. We cuddled for a bit and then showered together. Since that day Jack and I have savoured each others bodies like fine wine, and even though we both love to screw women on occasion, we love the change that we have in each other. We have not yet even begun to unfold the mysteries of each others bodiies yet. But every time we spend another night together we discover new feelings, experiences, sensations and variations that leave nothing to the imagination! Never in a Million Years My wife Kay is as close to a normal housewife as can be described. Twelve long years together, I can't say we ever really had a fight. She is pretty in her own way, certainly no raving beauty but what she lacks in that is made up for in a personality that makes everyone who meets her just love her. Her hair is best described as dishwater blonde, framed over her ears. No point in trying to curl it, it won't. Kay just brushes it out in a half dozen strokes and that's it. Add in the sparkling light blue eyes, slightly high cheekbones and a nose a bit on the thin side and you have seen a lot of women similar in appearance. What stands out is she was born with a smile on her face and it never left. People, animals, with everyone and everything the reaction to her is the same. Every tiny creature on the face of the Earth that she sees will get adopted and there is no way out of that. So we have 4 Cats and two scruffy Dogs, there is even a three legged Rabbit in a pen out back. I gave up on trying to evict the Cats from the bed at night and got one of those giant California king beds. That was a blessing anyway since we are both tall. Kay is very tall as women go, she was 5'10" by the time she was a senior in high school, and added another before we got married. Athletic, too, she played center on our women's basketball team. That is how we met, I played guard on the men's team. I happened to stop by the gym one afternoon, pretending to just to get some gear since the women's team was practicing. I liked to watch them, strong muscular legs and arms, sweat pouring off of them. I had even dated Sherry, one of the other gals for a few months. Sherry was a bit reserved, I got a peck on the cheek and nothing else so after a few dates we just drifted apart. I spotted Kay as she moved to the outside and took the ball, then inside, her long legs working in the air to maintain balance as she seemed to float up toward the basket. She slammed the ball and landed on her feet, grinning. I clapped my hands, she glanced up and gave me a wicked smile that made my heart skip a beat. I sat mesmerized. I was waiting later as she came out of the locker room. Her eyes looked around the room, it was like she was perhaps expecting me to be there? "Hi!" I said simply. "Hi back! You are on the men's team, aren't you?" "Yea. I'm Dan." "Kay." She held out her hand, I shook it. That somehow seemed odd. "Coffee?" "Sure, but let's make it juice, OK?" "Juice it is." That was probably as close as I ever came to actually asking her for a date, we just hooked up. One of those meant to be things, my 6'2" body was just the right size for hers. From that first day sitting and talking, drinking Grape juice, we were just together. I could say that we ended up in bed and had wild sex, that didn't happen. We necked in the car, we necked in my apartment. Hell, we necked everywhere that we thought nobody was looking and a few places when they were. Sometimes when we were alone I tried to fondle her breasts through her clothing with a bit of success, getting my hands pushed away when I tried to go farther. We were a full 4 months into our exclusive relationship when she told me with a shy expression on her face that she had seen the Doctor. "Doctor? What for?" "Birth control pills." So we became lovers, even that was matter of fact. I remember waiting in bed, strangely nervous as she prepared herself in the bathroom. There was just a little back light in the room, she came out and stood there for a moment, in a pose. I am sure it was deliberate. The light framed her body, I could see the outline of her right breast, the curve of her hips. There were no concerns about my performance, the sight was so beautiful I became as hard as a rock and just stayed that way. Then she walked to the side of the bed, leaned down and kissed me. Flipping the covers aside, she slid into bed, her fingers brushing up and across my chest, then down to fondle me. Her body shuddered in excitement as she felt my length, I reached over and slid my own hand down her side, then stroked up and over her damp lips. She felt soft, moist, hot. I was rewarded with another tremble I took to be a small orgasm. There were many stronger ones that night for both of us. It had become obvious that we were going to be together, I never did formally ask her to marry me. We shopped together for her rings, Kay really wasn't into the big rock or anything like that. The gold engagement ring was a nice little 3/8ths blue white diamond, the wedding ring a simple gold band. It seemed like half the planet was at our wedding, it was a big party. Her Dad put on quite a show, even a band set up in his yard on the back of a big flat bed truck. Her family was fairly well off, owning a medium size trucking company. My own parents were not wealthy, just comfortable. My Dad was a writer, mostly pulp fiction, my Mom sold real estate. I went to work at a large company in the automotive field, Kay took a part time job working in electronics. The house, the car, the boat, all the things like that came along over a decade or so of living together. Then came the computer. It didn't take very long for Kay to become somewhat addicted to it. First it was online games and chat boards. I noticed she would spend hours in the evenings in our spare room online. Still, she kept up with everything else, so I didn't say much. I even got into some of that myself, in short order I found some websites that showed photos that I figured Kay would throw a fit about me looking at, so I was careful. But I liked some of that, I spent time on the bodybuilder's sites looking at women. Then I found one that had photos of women posing nude, my weakness was for the athletic types. I was always careful to clear the history though. The next thing I noticed was whenever I went online, the history was cleared also which meant Kay didn't want me to know what she was looking at either. I thought about that quite a bit. No way was Kay having any type of a silly online affair, she just wasn't like that. It did cross my mind to try and snoop but in twelve long years I had never even looked inside her purse, she had never looked inside my wallet. More silly stuff but we did keep that one private place for each of us that just could not be violated. So I knew she would never find the piece of paper with the phone number on it. A massuese I knew that was a bit more willing than most, if you know what I mean. It wasn't that I had any physical need for sex, Kay seldom begged off, in fact she often initiated. Her responses to me were easy and natural, she reached her peak with almost no effort. Kay stayed interested in basketball, she served as coach for a local league. Just fun stuff for her, plus it had the advantage of keeping her body in shape. She also didn't mind if I came along and watched, knowing me well enough to know how much I liked that. The gals on her team were all younger, in their 20's. I often got to sit and watch, it was great fun. They all wore those loose tops, shorts, and they ran around all over sweating. Several would just wear a sports bra on the warmer days, that was a kick, too. Then one evening while Kay was at the gym I decided to stay home. It was a cool night anyway, I knew most of them would be wearing sweats anyway. I clicked on the PC and was loading some body building videos. I normally went to the free sites but one link popped up and required a credit card to enter. I have no idea why I did but I entered my card number, paid the $9.95 for access. Wow! This was different! There were photos of women in poses, action shots, nearly all of them were topless or in thongs and small tops. I must have looked at over 200 different photos, when a 2nd link on the side caught my eye. "Vote!" It said, for the best athlete of the season. I figured I would cast my vote, so I clicked on that. A page opened up with probably 30 thumbnail size pictures, all fully nude. I started at the first one and began to wade my way through them. They were all pretty much the same, the first pictures clothed, then topless, ending up with the last two or three fully nude. A few had obvious bust enlargement jobs but some were slender and lean, the way I liked them. I was about halfway through when I saw one photo that made my heart skip a beat! There was a shot of a long muscular body, bare breasts exposed. The hips turned slightly away pretending to be coy, left leg raised just enough to hide her pubic region. And a very familiar blemish on the left hip! I sat there surprised for a few moments, the picture looked like Kay, right down to the hair style. But her face was turned away. I opened the next one, then the next. Now there was little doubt, one shot showed her nose and profile fairly clearly. There was no mistaking the breasts that I had had in my hands, my mouth, literally hundreds of times. All doubt vanished at the last photos as her legs were open, swollen lips clearly on display, her clit protruding, the last one taken from less than a foot away. My wife's vagina filled the computer screen, larger than life in full living color. I sat there in shock. I also realized I was as turned on as I ever got. My Kay never showed any outward sign of being an exhibitionist. Sure, she wore halter tops in the summer, ever present shorts but they weren't the tight and nasty looking kind. Sometimes she wore off the shoulder dresses when we went out for a fancy dinner or to a play, things like that. I did know she got many second looks at parties but she always had so I never really paid a hell of a lot of attention to that. Spreading her legs, baring her breasts for a camera and posting that on a public website just seemed to be completely abnormal, not something I would have ever suspected. I checked the vote totals, saw her total placed her third on the list. The top three would be in a video runoff. I cast my vote, gave my wife a five. Then I closed the screen, cleared the history. Kay arrived home a half hour later, I didn't let on at all. She gave me a peck on the cheek and vanished into the spare room. That night as we slid into bed, she reached over and stroked my stomach, finding me very up and ready to go. "Wow!" she said with a giggle, her head slipping under the covers. I relaxed and enjoyed, my head filled with the vision of her laying back, opening herself for the world to see. Kay had me spraying my seed in less than 30 seconds. Then I rolled her over onto her back and pounded into her with gusto, still fully arroused. "Wow!" She muttered again as I finally softened, her upper body flushed red, tiny ripples moving her tight stomach muscles as she slowly calmed. We did it again as soon as I woke up, I had another raging hardon. "What got into you, honey?" She asked me, as she lay there again still flushed with orgasm. "I don't know, you just look so....so damned good!" She beamed at that. The next day I went to the library, spent another $9.95 for a second account and voted again. Checking the totals, I saw she was now in 2nd place. I made up my mind to be sure that my wife was in the finals no matter how much it cost, the pervert inside me wanted to see what she would do. Yea, I know. That's cheating. I didn't care. Another surprise was that was all it took, I guess most guys look but don't vote. A few days later I saw Kay had come in 2nd. The finals were to be a 2 minute video that had to be submitted in just 7 days. Since we owned no video equipment, I was wondering just how she planned to do that. Then it hit me! Who took the pictures in the first place? I have never been famous for quick thinking, I guess. I did my best to watch Kay closely over the next couple of days. Well, as best as I could since I did have to go to work. Not a single thing that I could describe as out of the ordinary happened. I had to wait another full week before Kay would be off at her gym, I couldn't take the chance of her catching me. Now that was silly, logic would have been me asking her what her nude pictures were doing on the internet? The voyeur in me made me keep my knowledge a secret. I sat down and with shaking hands opened the website. I clicked on the contest link. The first one was a dark haired woman with oversized breasts. She squirmed around, lifted her breasts and held them for the camera, finally ending up on her back, legs splayed as wide as humanly possible. Kay's was there, the 2nd link! How in the hell? I skipped it, clicked on the last finalist, it was like the first one except the model was thinner and more agile. Then taking a deep breath, I clicked on Kay's video. It started out with her walking into a room I didn't recognize, it almost looked like a small studio. She was wearing a halter top and tan shorts, she looked just like how I had seen her almost daily for a dozen years. Then I noticed her hair was longer, darker, it had to be a wig. She sat on the edge of a futon, reached behind and tripped the catch on her halter top. Her breasts swung free, crinckled up into tiny buttons. She was turned on! She then stood and slid her shorts down her legs, stepped out of them. She lay back on the small bed, raised and opened her legs several times, almost like doing simple stretch exercises. The camera moved in closer as she repeated the motions. Then she rolled over on her stomach, lay there for a moment. I saw her draw her knees up, until finally they were against her breasts. Her hips raised, her knees splayed out wide. She reached back and grasped her butt cheeks, leaned forwards and spread them as wide as they would go. Her face was against the futon, her ass was elevated and she was completely open to the camera as it moved in closer and closer until finally it was inches away. My Kay's vagina, her puckered asshole, everything was totally exposed. I hit the pause button. I realized I had been holding my breath, then I felt my body let go in an orgasm without me even touching myself. I left the screen like that, went into the bathroom and washed up. I had to discard my briefs. Back at the computer, I cut and pasted to my files and then printed it. Then I closed the program, deliberately leaving the history. I popped a beer open, went into the living room and clicked on the TV, sat and waited. I set the printout face down on the center table. It was just over an hour later when Kay got home. "Hi, honey!" She gave me a bright smile as she came in. I looked her up and down, she had on a different blouse but the same pair of shorts I had seen in the video. I got up and wrapped my arms around her, she seemed a little surprised at that. I kissed her, letting my hands roam all over her body. It doesn't normally take much of that to get Kay going, this time was no exception. In short order I had her naked, I shoved myself inside her with little fanfare. She was already damp, though. I rolled her over on her hands and knees, the same scene I had seen on the computer was before me. I leaned forward and slid inside her again as she thrust back at me. Then I reached up and picked up the photo, turned it over and lay it on the carpet in front of her. She looked, hesitated, then gasped. "Oh my GOD!" She said as she tried to pull away from me. But I had her hips solidly, I held her and just kept pounding away. "OH! Dan!...I...OH!...I can..EXPLAIN!!! She shrieked as her orgasm overwhelmed her. I felt myself begin to soften, then I slid out. We sat exhausted for a few seconds. "So? Tell me what that is all about?" Kay blushed, then looked down. "It was just for fun...It started out as just some pictures." "Those were quite some pictures." I grinned at her. She studied my face. "You aren't mad?" "Did I seem to be mad?" "No...but..." "Yea, it was a butt for sure!" I wisecracked. "I'm sorry..." "Don't be. I have never been so turned on in my life!" "You...You liked that?" "Yea, you were gorgeous, so naughty." I reached out and fondled her breast. I saw her take a sigh of relief. "Well, I won't do it again." "Why not? In fact, why not be a...LOT..naughtier?" "You want me to..you mean..It's OK?" "Sure. No more bras, no more panties, OK?" "OK." "Maybe do some flashing, teasing? That seems to excite me." "Oh Danny. It does me too." "Well, let's go look and see how you did in the contest." We sat in the computer room and replayed the video, Kay hiked up one leg and slid over me and settled down as we watched. I came again as the screen showed her leaning forward, spreading herself for the world. "One question, hon. Who took the pictures?" "Boy, do I have a story for you!" She grinned. Never In A Million Years This is my first adventure at story writing and I am indebted to two Editors, Mariewriter and the second who wishes to remain anonymous but who was so valuable to my effort. Both schooled me on writing and I am certainly better for it. I welcome the reader's comments as they too will serve to guide my future efforts. I hope you enjoy the read. I still cannot believe what happened to me recently. There really isn't any way to describe it, as it was so completely unexpected and totally out of character for me. But, I can't undo it and to be really honest with myself, I'm not sure I would, even if I could. Though shocking, it was 'magic' on so many levels and my heart is still fluttering with the memory. I've been happily married to my husband, Ted, for more than 40 years now. Ted and I have raised several children together and at this point we have earned our retirement. We've had a great life - quite exciting at times and have kind of settled into our so-called twilight years. Don't get me wrong, we're both still quite active and we're always being told that we don't look or act the age we actually are. Ted is 62 and I am 60. When you get to be our age, you think you have seen or done it all. But there was one normal afternoon that turned into an evening I will never forget. Just remembering that crazy night still leaves me breathless and tingling all over I had an appointment at the local hospital where I used to work as an Emergency Room Nurse. I had spent about 30 years there in the Emergency Department (ER). Over the course of those years I came to know many doctors - male and female - who served their internship or residency there. In fact, we socialized with many of them and still do with a couple. My husband, Ted, drove me the 10 miles to my appointment at the hospital, complaining the whole way about belly pain. We parked the car in the parking garage across the street. While walking to the hospital Ted had to throw up three times. We both were thinking possibly food poisoning from something he ate the night before. He said he would be all right now that he threw up so we proceeded by elevator for my appointment on the third floor. I was being prepped for my half hour test by having to change into a hospital gown while Ted waited on the other side of the drawn curtain. The Nurse came and informed me that Ted was doubled over in his chair seemingly in a lot of pain. I told Ted to let the Nurse take him to the ER so they could see what the problem was. I told him that I would meet him there as soon as they finished my test. The Nurse got a wheelchair and saw that he was taken to the Emergency Department. I finished with my test and went straight to the ER to join Ted. Upon arrival I learned from the Doctor that it was not food poisoning after all but, instead, he had a bowel obstruction and needed emergency surgery! Well this was certainly not expected. They had given Ted various medications that alleviated his pain for the most part. The surgeon informed us that as soon as an Operating room and Staff were available they would take him to surgery. The ER staff moved Ted to a room in the back where we could wait in private and they could keep a close eye on his monitors. While we waited, I thought about our upcoming anniversary and the great years we had spent together. Ted shifted on the bed. The sheet slipped away, uncovering his leg. I reached over him to replace the sheet. Even seriously ill, Ted's amorous nature took over. He reached up and grabbed my breast with one hand while trying to slip his other between my legs. This is just typical of Ted. Ted is quite amorous - actually to be honest, he's really oversexed! I mean that in a very positive way, though, as he has kept me laughing over it all of our marriage. To this day he can't keep his hands off of me. I constantly have to be on guard as he is always grabbing at my tits or squeezing my ass cheeks or goosing me. He says my tits drive him crazy and that he can't get enough of them. I must admit I do have a very nice 'rack' of 36 DD's thanks to a great 'uplifting' job by a skilled surgeon. But, gawd, when will he ever slow down! It seems 24 hours a day he's unloading sexual innuendos on me. I have to constantly be alert for his hands. It is fun though. In fact, if I would give in, he'd be between my legs every night and surely mornings too! Don't get me wrong, I like the attention and he keeps me laughing, but his behavior is really surprising considering what we have had to deal with these past dozen years or so. You see Ted can't sustain an erection anymore. It started just before he had his heart surgery. Just one day he showed signs of Peyronie's problem, that is a curvature of the penis caused by scar tissue that interfered with blood flow. He went to a Urologist who tried various things including a series of 15 shots of a collagen directly into the scar tissue, but it had no effect. Viagra and Cialis helped for a while, but then with the heart and blood pressure meds, erections where all but finished. This was a huge adjustment for us as we had an exceptionally vigorous and active sex life. Lord, could that man get me off in so many ways. And oh those magical fingers of his. Ted knows my body inside and out. It was not unusual for me to have multiple orgasms from all the erotic things he did to me. Those days are far in the past and I miss making love sometimes for hours. Don't get me wrong, he still pleases me with those fingers and tongue but, I miss that cock filling me and driving me wild. I understand everyone has problems, this is ours, and we just learn to deal with them don't we? Ted's physical condition did nothing to smoother the flame inside me though. Even without an erection he was still ready to touch me every chance he got even in the hospital. Ted went through surgery and did well and was placed in a private room. It's funny, but, even in a somewhat still sedated state after recovery he was trying to grab my tit as I leaned down to kiss him. I certainly wasn't surprised by this after all these years. He'll never change and I'm glad. I spent the evening with him until visiting hours were over, and told him I would be back to see him the next morning. A nice kiss and a couple of titty squeezes and I was on my way. The next day I arranged for my daughter to take our dogs so I could spend the entire day and evening at the hospital with Ted. He was feeling better and complaining about not getting any 'real' food. They had him on a liquid diet and they needed to make sure his bowel could handle that before putting him on some regular light food. He also wanted to get discharged as soon as possible, since he detested hospitals. The doctor told him that he had to be able to handle the food and also pass gas and have a bowel movement before he could go home which would take about two or three more days. He also needed to be able to sit up in a chair and go for walks to ensure his mobility. On the second afternoon, we decided to take a longer walk around the halls of the hospital wing. We rounded the corner near a Nurses' Station. Several doctors and nurses were gathered talking about charts. I heard a familiar voice and thought it sounded a lot like Dr. Jefferson from my days as an ER Nurse. He looked up and we made eye contact. "Sharon, is that really you?" I was right. Dr. Connor Jefferson, interned at the ER where I had worked many years before. Connor came around and gave me a great big hug and shook Ted's hand. We smiled and talked about how long it had been, what he's been up to and other small talk. I said, "You're still dressing the same." He smiled and said, "What can I say." Connor always was such a nice dresser - not the business suit type, but what has been referred to as 'chic casual' straight out of GQ magazine - plenty of beautiful sweaters, flared linen or silk slacks and fine stylish loafers. Dr. Jefferson was and still is a very handsome black man. He's not the big muscular type, but rather lean or lithe type who was always so pleasant and nice to all the nurses. He has a killer smile and we had some fun times in the ER when he was on duty. He asked what brought us to the hospital, how my husband was doing and if I was back for good. After some small chit chat we continued on our walk. On the way back, Connor waved again and gave that killer smile and said it was so nice to see me again. I helped Ted get cleaned up and we both read the paper and talked a while until his supper came. He devoured what little there was as we watched TV. "While you relax I am going to go down to the hospital cafeteria to get something to eat. I'm famished since I haven't eaten since breakfast. I'll be right back up." "You really don't need to stay with me so late. I'm really tired and this pain medication is making me real sleepy. I know you would like to stay but, you really should just head home after you eat and get some rest yourself. I will be asleep very shortly as it is." "OK, I'm tired too, so I will head home after getting a bite to eat and I'll see you in the morning. I'll bring the paper for you to read. Anything else you want?" "No, the paper and also bring my iPad." I kissed him good night and yes, he got his squeeze in again. He never gives up, does he? I got on the elevator and headed to the first floor cafeteria. I exited the elevator and immediately ran into Dr. Jefferson again, who was walking the opposite way. He smiled and said "Sharon, we have to stop meeting like this." I laughed and replied, "You're right." "Where are you headed?" he asked. I replied, "I'm going to the cafeteria to eat, I'm famished." "Sharon, seriously, you don't want to eat cafeteria food do you? I was just on my way to get something to eat myself, why don't you join me?" "OK Doctor, where are you eating?". "I was heading up the street to the Double Tree Hotel. They have a very nice menu. Please, won't you join me and we can catch up on the last 20 years or so?" He was certainly right about cafeteria food, and it would be nice to catch up on where everybody is and what they all have been up too. "I'd like that Connor, but, I have to get my car out of the hospital garage before they close up." "OK, I was going to walk the two blocks but I'll ride along with you if you don't mind, besides it is freezing out and I can't handle this cold weather." We got my car from the parking garage and drove up the street to the Double Tree Hotel and parked in their lot. Connor was right. It was freezing out - about 10 degrees. His light, leather jacket was not enough to protect him against the bitter cold. We walked arm in arm to the side entrance, went in and checked our coats. We went to the dinning room, but found it crowded and noisy. Connor then suggested a change. "Tell you what, let's eat in the lounge and bar area. It will be smaller and quieter. We still can get many of the same items on the dining room menu. They also have a piano player with some nice background music and a great fireplace hearth." "Sounds great to me, Connor." The lounge was a pleasant surprise. It was much quieter with subdued lighting coming mostly from many candles throughout the lounge. The room had a warmth and an intoxicating aroma partly from a crackling fire burning in a beautiful, large open hearth fireplace. There were a number of leather chairs and loveseats arranged facing the fireplace. Add in the mesmerizing piano tunes playing in the background and you have a very romantic setting. We were seated at a table on the far side of the hearth. "This place is beautiful Connor." "It certainly beats the hospital cafeteria and I promise the food will be much, much better." Connor ordered some wine and an assorted cheese platter. We perused the dinner entre menu as the waiter poured our wine. We gave the waiter our dinner order and began our trip down memory lane. "So, tell about the past 20 years with you and Ted." "Well, I retired from the hospital to move to Florida with Ted. Ted was offered a very good coaching position at a prestigious high school there and after discussing it we decided he would go there by himself for a year to see how it would work out. I would drive down to visit him once a month for that year and I grew to like the area." "Once a month? That must have been hard on you both and all that driving." "Yeah it was, but that's where the opportunity opened up and for a very good salary so we made do for the year. I continued to work here at the hospital during that time." "Ted injured his back pretty bad at work one day and since it was associated with his work he had to go to the worker's comp doctors. They put him through all kinds of treatments but nothing was working except a couple of epidural blocks to relieve his pain. He was advised he needed surgery. Since he didn't know any doctors down there and he didn't want any workers comp doctors handling this, it was decided that he would resign and come back to Pennsylvania to get a second opinion. He had to have the surgery and has done well with it. However, about a year and a half after this he underwent bypass surgery for a blockage they found on a routine exam." "WOW! You've had a lot going on. So, how did you end up moving to Florida then?" "Well, it's a long story, but we were supposed to be retiring to North Carolina and even bought a lot there to build on, but changes in the tax laws became so bad in NC that we sold the lot and decided to give Florida a try. We lasted 10 years there, but the heat these past couple of years just became unbearable. Plus, we now have grandkids here in Pennsylvania in the picture so we decided to move back this past year. How about you? What have you been up to?" We each had two glasses of wine and sampled the various chesses as Connor brought me up to speed on his life and other acquaintances. He served his residency at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore and after several years there he returned to Pennsylvania. "You never married?" "I never could find that right person - someone like you." "Connor, you are such a BS'er. I saw the nurses drooling over you and even some of the female interns and doctors. You could have had your pick. Everyone thought you were so handsome." "Well, I had high standards - they had to measure up to you, Sharon." "Ha, Ha. I know you are just kidding with me, so tell me what have you really been doing?" Our food came and we had a nice meal and continued to get reacquainted with the past. Connor told me about his travels and about a girl that he came close to marrying, but couldn't go through with it. "I just felt that you had to be willing to commit 100% to each other - not 60 or 70% in every way. I knew in my heart I just couldn't do that right then. You know just how difficult that is in our profession and why the divorce rate is so high. She was a wonderful girl from a fine family and we complemented each other in most ways and were VERY sexually compatible, but I just couldn't make that 100% commitment. I really don't know that I ever will with anyone. It wasn't that I wanted to play the field because I'm really a one- woman man at heart. I always have been." Connor suggested we move to the chairs in front of the fire hearth for an after dinner drink. We ordered martinis. He ordered a 2 olive straight martini while I ordered my favorite, Chocolate. Connor said this bartender was the best when it came to martinis and he was right. It was a perfect blend of the chocolate and vodka with frozen chocolate syrup rimming the glass, just delicious. We continued our stroll down memory lane. He asked if I had to hurry back to the hospital or could I stay and chat a while. I told him I wasn't going back to the hospital but heading home after eating so, I could stay for a bit longer. The lounge had a roaring fire going in the fireplace and with the soft piano music and wonderful chocolate martini, I was really enjoying the moment. It was so relaxing - comfortable. Connor ordered another martini for us and we continued to chat. He had me laughing about different things we remembered about our ER days. "You know Sharon, in all seriousness now, I really had a crush on you. I mean a huge crush on you." "Come on Connor, you can't be serious. I mean I have to be 20 years older than you and like I said before, you had your pick of some really great looking, and eager, I might add, nurses and other ladies." "That may be true, but I am dead serious. If you hadn't been married to a state cop, I would have put a big move on you." "Ha, Ha. I can't believe you. I know I'm blushing and you are flattering me, but why me?" Connor replied, "You were pure class to me. You were a no nonsense, confident woman and you were so HOT. You wouldn't believe the fantasies I had about you. I wanted you so bad. But, I didn't have the nerve then to show it." "Oh, my gawd! Connor are you serious? I don't know what to say. I certainly am flattered to say the least, even though that was so long ago." "Well, if I may, you still appear to be that same confident beautiful woman and, yes, you are still HOT." "Now you have me blushing and I don't know what to say. You are the HOT one. You always have been and you know something, when I saw you there earlier today, you haven't changed at all. You're still very handsome and charming, I might add." Talk about awkward. Where does such a conversation go from here? I smiled and asked, "Just curious, Connor, what were those fantasies you had? Wait, maybe I shouldn't know." "Well, I won't go into all the details as I'm sure you can imagine what they were. But, I was so envious of Ted, knowing that he was holding you in his arms and lying next to you every night and imagining what he was doing - devouring your body, caressing your breasts and your nipples, kissing every part of your body." "OK - OK, you can stop now Connor". I said. "I get the picture. Whew! I know I'm blushing terribly now. I had no idea. Are you really serious or just trying to make me blush?" Just hearing him say these things had my entire body tingling. I couldn't help but start to flashes of him doing some of those things to me. "I still envy Ted being able to do all that with you - to be making love with you every night." Connor noticed that the smile had disappeared from my face and was replaced with a bit of a stare off into the fire. He asked, "I'm sorry, did I say something I shouldn't have?" "No, it's just, it's just, never mind it's OK." "No, really, Sharon what's wrong? I apologize if it was something I said?" "No, nothing you said. Well, you see, Ted and I don't make love every night anymore. It's a medical thing that developed about 12 yrs. ago." "Oh, I'm so sorry, Sharon. Do you want to talk about it? You said it's a medical thing?" "Yes, he developed scar tissue in his penis which brought on erectile dysfunction as the scar tissue prevented blood flow and so forth." "What about treatments? There are a number of things that could possibly help, you know." "Yes, I know and we tried them all but nothing worked and, well, we just had to adjust our lifestyle as far as the bedroom is concerned." "I'm so sorry Sharon, it must have been very difficult for you both." "It was, because we had a very active sex life and then suddenly down to - I can't believe I'm telling you all this. It was an adjustment and we all have to make them everyday in life, don't we? Please, let's just change the subject." Connor was about to order another martini for us, but I had to beg off. "After all the wine and two strong martinis, I can't handle another, Connor. I am feeling woozy enough right now and another one will cause you to have to carry me out of here. Besides, I still have to drive home." Never In A Million Years We sat in silence, side by side in the leather lounge chairs and enjoyed the soft beautiful music while watching the crackling fire blazing away in the fireplace. It seemed so surreal as if for a moment we were floating away to some new place in time. I was so relaxed and warm. I suddenly became aware of Connor's touch. He had placed his hand on mine and was lightly caressing it. It was so nice. My cheeks were flushed from the combination of the scene, the wonderful drinks and Connor's touch. I suddenly felt my stomach begin to flutter and realized that my breathing was a bit shallow. I even felt a stirring deep down that I hadn't felt in a long time. I felt myself getting a bit moist and thought, "Gawd woman, what is happening with you?" My head was spinning a bit from the combination of all this evening had to offer. I was desperately trying to keep certain thoughts out of my mind and I was beginning to fail. I kept seeing Connor and myself lying naked in each other's arms and-damn - I need to go home right now! "Connor, I think I better be going home now. It's been a VERY nice evening and it has been so relaxing and fun to go over old times and catch up. I'm so glad you invited me to dinner and I can't tell you when I had a nicer evening. Thank you so much." "OK, I hate to have the evening end, but your wish is my command. I'll get our coats." Connor brought our coats. I stood, or should I say tried to stand, but had to have help from Connor as I was a bit more woozy than I thought. I had to laugh a little when he helped me up – gawd, I hope I don't get the giggles. "Here, let me help you." "Ever the gentleman you are - thank you." We walked to the side exit and I had to lean on Connor the whole way to the car. "Are you sure you want to get behind the wheel, Sharon?" "I'll be all right. This cold air will help, plus I'll drive home with the windows down and I don't have too far to go." "Sharon, seriously, you know you shouldn't drive if you are not up to it. I don't want you in an accident or have you get pulled over by the police." "Honest, I'll be OK, Connor. I'd say so if not. This cold air is working." "OK, May I kiss you goodnight then, if that's OK?" "Yes, I'd like that." Connor lifted my face gently and placed his soft lips to mine. I think my eyes flew wide open for an instant. This wasn't just the "peck-on-the-cheek" kiss I expected at all. He didn't break away and was so gentle. It was so warm and I found my tongue searching for his and soon we were dancing a slow tongue waltz and I felt my knees growing weak. Wait a minute - get a grip, girl! I can't do this! But, oh it feels so good. I wrapped my arms around Connor and pulled him tight against me. He put his arms around me as our kiss became passionate, hungry lips responding to the fire beginning to smolder below. Am I really doing this? Kissing another man, here in public, a black man. OH MY GAWD! Something is flooding over my whole body. I have to stop this NOW! "Connor, Connor please, please we need to stop." "Sharon, look, I really don't want you driving in this condition. I really don't. It's too risky. You said you don't have to be home for anything, so look, come back inside and I'll get a room for you. You can stay here tonight and get up in the morning, have breakfast and go over to the hospital." "Connor, I don't know. I can't let you do that." "Look, Sharon, I want to do this, and I am freezing out here. Let's at least go back inside to discuss it." I still had to depend on Connor for support walking back inside. The drinks - the whole evening was really hitting me. We went back to the lounge and Connor took my coat off and sat me down. "You sit here and I will go to the front desk and get a room for you" "You shouldn't, Connor." "Nonsense, relax and I'll be right back." He spoke to the waiter from the lounge and then went to the front desk to register. In the meantime, the waiter brought me another chocolate martini. No way should I have another drink. BUT, these are so good, and after all, I am not going to be driving. So, why not? Mmmmm, so good. Connor returned with the room key and sat with me while I finished my drink. "You know you are going to have to support me walking after this last drink?" "My pleasure, Ms. Sharon." And with that we headed to the elevator. I had to lean on Connor all the way up on the elevator, as the martinis were really working their magic on me. We arrived at the room. Connor opened the door and we entered. It was a very beautiful room, but it seemed to be spinning a bit– oh, those martinis. Connor took my coat and then came to me and wrapped his arms around me. I was still chilled and certainly woozy. I felt so comforted in his arms. He asked "You OK?" "Yes, but I had too much to drink." "Would you like some coffee or perhaps a shower? What can I get for you?" "No, I'm not a coffee drinker and I don't have anything with me for a shower. Let me splash some cold water on my face and I think I will be fine in a few minutes," "There is a bathrobe and most anything else you might need in the bathroom if you want to shower." "I think I'll pass on the shower. I just need some cold water." I went to the bathroom and made use of the cold water splashing it over my face & neck. It was soothing though quite cold. It was, however, bringing me back to somewhat of a steady state. As soothing as it was on my face, it wasn't doing much to smother the flame burning deep within. I put a cold washcloth on the back of my neck. I relieved myself and gave the cold water another go. I actually started feeling better as I returned to Connor. "Feeling better?" "Actually, I am. That cold water definitely helped." Connor wrapped his arms around me again. It felt wonderfully good, but my mind was on overload racing with so many thoughts. "Connor, look, I'm really conflicted about this. You and I both know I shouldn't be here. I've never done anything like this, ever. It really has never even crossed my mind. I'm afraid of you staying here with me. What if someone finds out? What could it do to you - to me and my marriage?" "Sharon, listen, if you want me to leave, I will get another room. I would never want to see you hurt or cause any problems for you. But, no one - look at me - NO ONE will ever know, but you and me. This will always remain our little secret. I have dreamed and fantasized about this moment and I don't want to let it slip away. Let's seize what little time we have and make a very special night of it - OK?" "Oh, Connor, I, I, Connor I don't know. I know I shouldn't be here, but I can't deny you are making me feel very special and I can't deny what I am feeling - the excitement, the hunger, the possibilities of such a night. But, I just can't believe you would want to be with me when I know what you could have. I'm also frightened, It's been so long since, well since." "Look, Sharon, I told you how you have always been my fantasy and - come here." Connor pulled me into his arms for a deep, soft, passionate kiss. I totally melted against his body. I felt the unmistakable bulge against my stomach as electricity raced through my body. Resistance was futile. My juices began flowing at just the thoughts. Am I really going to go through with this? Is this REALLY happening to me? My kiss turned into a wanton hunger as I searched for his tongue. Our hands pulled at each other's clothes. Connor caressed my breasts and my nipples stiffened. His touch felt strange, yet so warm as the fire under my breasts was smoldering hot now. More, MORE, I can't stop now - no turning back. Oh, GAWD, yes, I'm on fire as my juices flow freely now the wetness soaking through my panties. I'm a prisoner of desire. "Sharon, let's take our time and savor every second. I will turn the bed down, lights off and you can change in the bathroom where you will find a robe. Come to me when you are ready." I floated to the bathroom, somewhat out of breath, seemingly in a trance. Is this real or am I dreaming? This couldn't be happening. But my body on fire tells me the truth. I changed out of my clothes and my soaked panties. I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror at myself. "This is it. You can do this - there's no turning back now." I quickly looked away, turning the light out before I changed my mind. I opened the door to a darkened room with only a subdued glow of a nightlight from across the room. My breathing was erratic, my heart pounding. Oh, god! Connor was sitting on the bed with just his boxers on. I went to him. He opened my robe and pulled me to him. He placed soft kisses on my breasts and nipples that were now hard, extended and insanely sensitive. My nipples had never been this sensitive to a touch. He continued kissing and massaging my breasts as he stood and pulled me close. Our bodies were overcome with desire, hunger and anticipation. He had to feel my heart pounding in my chest. I felt the unmistakable bulge on my stomach that had been absent for so long. Connor dropped my robe from my shoulders and we began another passionate kiss. He raised my chin and looked into my eyes. Breathlessly, "Connor, I, I..." "Sh, no words - just kisses." This kiss was tender and void of the hunger - desire that is sure to follow, but for now just a warm, simmering passion. My stomach flipped over and over. I thought my heart would leap out of my chest it was pounding so hard. I felt deep stirrings that I had forgotten existed and my pussy became a river of moistness seeping from my labia. Connor sat me on the bed and began to pull his boxers down. "Please, let me do that." I slid his boxers down and came face to face with a beautiful cock - a beautiful black cock. And, no, it was not the stereotypical monstrous cock that you've heard about - just a beautiful, very nice, thick cock. I simply could not help myself as I reached out and touched this velvety piece of hard flesh. I pulled Connor to me and kissed him across his abdomen while stroking his cock. I kissed the tip of his cock and tasted his precum. It was salty, but quite sweet. I swirled the tip of my tongue around the head, as I sucked him into my mouth. Oh, how I had missed this. I ran my tongue up and down the length of the underside and then drew him into my mouth. Oh, it had been so long since I had such a moment - a beautiful, hard cock in my hand - in my mouth. I was ravenous. Connor moaned softly, "yes. Oh, Sharon. Sharon, you have to stop now or I won't be able to control myself." He lifted me for another embrace and a more passionate kiss. "It's my turn to pleasure you. Lie back on the bed." Connor climbed in bed next to me and proceeded to place kisses all over my face, my eyes, my mouth, my neck, and my shoulders as he gently massaged my breasts, taking each breast in both hands and making love to each one with his soft kisses. He pulled each nipple into his mouth with a strong and urgent sucking motion and his tongue danced wildly over and around each nipple. "I can't take much more but, oh, please don't stop – don't stop." I almost exploded right then. I was a smoldering volcano. All I could think was please, please come into me. I need your cock in me. Connor raised his head "You are so beautiful, Sharon. Oh, how I've fantasized about being next to you like this. I want to savor every part of your body for the time we have." "Connor, Connor," I mumbled breathlessly, "I can't believe you - that this is really happening. You make me feel so special. I think I'm in another world." "You are special. I told you that for me, you always have been very special." We embraced passionately. Connor held my face and I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him tighter against me. We kissed with our tongues searching for more of each other. The sexual intensity was overwhelming. I desperately tried to pull Connor on top of me, between my legs, but he pulled away. He continued down my body, spreading kisses across my stomach and then to my mound. His hand found my opening which was now flooded with my juices as never before. He licked my labia - one side then the other gently sucking each into his mouth. It was sheer ecstasy. "Oh, GAWD, Connor, please, I can't take this. You are driving me out of my mind." "He continued licking my labia and he inserted a finger into my pussy. Oh my GAWD! Thoughts raced through my head, "I'm going to explode if he keeps this up." Connor plunged his tongue into my pussy and licked upward dragging his tongue across my clit, driving me out of my mind! Then came another deep lick and another across my clit as he inserted another finger into my pussy. Wave after wave of pleasure flooded my body. "Connor, Oh, GAWD! Oh, Oh, yes, yes! I, I'm, I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Oh, GAWD I'm cummmmiinng. EEERRRRGGGGG!" I couldn't believe the guttural sounds coming from me. I had been released! After a while, my breathing finally returned to short pants - "Oh, my GAWD, that was incredible! Geeze, Connor, simply incredible!"" I thought I was going to black out from the most massive orgasm I'd had in many, many years. But, Connor didn't stop, his fingers worked their magic as he kissed my stomach. He reached up and played with my nipple. My body was a smoldering mass. Suddenly his tongue began those upward licks of my pussy again. He dragged his tongue oh so agonizingly slowly over my clit each time. I was totally in heaven. Every time he stuck his tongue into my pussy then plunged it slowly in and upward licking across my clit my mind exploded with my body in a shower of sparks. "Oh, geeze - here it comes again!" "Oh GAWD, Connor, don't stop. Please don't stop. I'm cumming again. I'm cumming, Eeeyyeeeee oh, oh!" I wrapped my legs around him and pulled his head into me as explosions rocked my body. Again, wave upon wave of pure pleasure engulfed me. I don't know if I passed out or not, but Connors's gentle kisses brought me back to the here and now. "Oh lord, Connor that was absolutely mind blowing! I can't remember when I ever came like that." "I love that you are pleased. All I've wanted in my fantasies for so long now, is give you the pleasure that you deserve, but we're not finished yet." He began kissing and kneading my tits again and suckling my nipples, swirling his tongue around them. Another rocket ride began. Connor climbed on top of me. I looked down at our bodies and was struck by the contrasting beauty of our skin together. Connor is very dark with a very fine, lean body and the beauty of our skin together made me want to pull him even closer. "Connor, I want you in me. Please make love to me - now. Just, please, just go easy at first - it's been so long." It was a pleading, an urging, I was desperately craving his manhood. "I will because I want you to remember this forever. I know I will."" Connor raised up and moved the head of his beautiful cock to my entrance. I was very wet. Connor ran his cock up and down my entrance several times gathering my juices. I was so wet that I knew his entrance wouldn't be painful. He just kept teasing me - up and down, up and down. "Connor, please, I can't take any more. I need to feel you inside me!" The moment that thick, beautiful, hard cock entered me a couple of inches I gasped as it took my breath away. Oh, what a wonderful feeling! "Yes - that's it. Give me all of it, Connor - all of you!" With another push, telescoping inside of me growing longer, wider and deeper, he was now fully buried in me and I could feel the pressure of his manhood on my cervix. "Yes, oh yes - you feel sooooo good. I feel you so deep - so full!" Every fiber of the walls of my pussy so long dormant were blasted awake by the sudden stimulation of this beautiful intruder. "I can't believe how awesome you feel, Sharon. You feel so good, so very good. Are you OK?" "Yes, Connor! Yes, I'm okay. Now please, make love to me!" He began moving with slow, agonizingly slow strokes in and out - in, out, in, out just driving me crazy. "Faster, Connor, faster!" With that he began to really fuck me hard, the thrusting I was dying for. He was hitting bottom every time as my pussy clinched and grabbed at his cock, trying to hold him tightly in me. My body was burning up as I moved my hips up to meet his every thrust. Everything within me was awakened from a deep slumber. We were hungry and wild with all our needs and passions coming forth in this moment. "I'm going to come. I, I, I'm going, I'm cumming, Connor. I'm cuming, eeeeggghhhh. I'm still cumming. Don't stop! Yes, yes, oh, oh yes." Explosion after explosion rippling through my body as that magnificent cock pounded into me. Wave after wave of sublime pleasure flooding, carrying me away. "Sharon, here it comes, I can't hold back, Oh, oh, oh, yes, yes, YES! Oh god YES!"" I felt Connor's cock swell inside me as jet stream after jet stream of his cum filled my pussy. My pussy had his cock in a vice as it filled me to overflowing. "Connor, I'm cumming again. Don't stop. Please, don't stop. Eeruuuggggg!" I lost all sense of reality in that moment. I was being transported into the clouds, a wonderland just floating away. Again, I nearly blacked out, everything was a blur and I was panting uncontrollably, mewing as I drifted back into the moment. As I came down from those marvelous multiple orgasms, I pulled Connor to me and gave him a most passionate kiss that surely said "thank you - THANK YOU!" "Oh my lord. You are one incredible lady, Ms. Sharon - the very best for me - ever! Fantasies are one thing, but this is reality." "I bet you say that to all the girls, Dr. Jefferson." "Absolutely not. I told you, I never slept around. I am a one-woman man. When I date someone - they get my sole attention. But I still say you are the very best." We kissed again and snuggled. I laid my head on his chest, savoring the bliss of the previous moments and again looking at the beautiful contrast of our skin together. I reached down and took hold of Connor's softening cock and decided to pleasure him as he had for me. I sucked him into my mouth, cleaning our juices from him and tried to get as much of him into my mouth as possible. This beautiful cock sprang to life again erect, and seemed even harder to the touch than before. I was really into sucking this beautiful cock, giving the head a real work over and working my hand up and down on his shaft. Connor moaned with delight as I devoured his cock. I was sucking really hard on the head when he stopped me "You have to stop before I cum." "Connor, I want you to cum - it's OK." "Sharon, much as I would enjoy that, I was holding off because I want to have another session buried deep in you, feeling your pussy wrapped tightly around my cock. I want to make love to you again, Sharon." "I want that, too, Connor but let me be on top this time so I can really pleasure you with you even deeper in me." "How can I refuse that?" I straddled Connor and after a long, very passionate kiss, I took a moment to look down and admire the contrast of our bodies together again. I reached down and took hold of that beautiful cock and guided him into my pussy. We watched it disappear into me gratifying every nerve as I lowered my body onto him. I was so full. I felt the ecstasy build quickly again as I began a slow rocking, grinding motion back and forth. "You feel so damn good in me Connor - so good." "GAWD, Sharon, I'm in heaven - your pussy fits like a glove." I picked up my rocking, grinding motion and every now and then I would rise up and down. During the rocking motion I squeezed my vaginal muscles like a clamp on this magnificent black cock, keeping it in a death grip. Never In A Million Years "Sharon you are driving me crazy." I began moving really fast up and down, as I was getting very close to another orgasm. Connor grabbed my ass cheeks and helped me. We developed a frenzied fucking rhythm building to a crashing crescendo. "Connor, I can't wait, I'm so close, I, I, I Oh, YES! I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Feels so damned good! Oh yes, yes." I collapsed on Connor's chest, savoring the orgasm as it was happening, I tried to lock lips with Connor when he let go. "Sharon, Sharon! Here it comes! Here it comes! Oh GAWD, YES!, YES! That feels so fucking good!" I felt the swelling of his cock and the following release as stream after stream of cum once again filled my pussy to overflowing. The walls of my pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice grip. It is mine. I won't let it go. "Oh, GAWD, Connor I'm cumming again. I'm cumming again! Oh, oh eeeerrrrrgghhh!!! YES!" My body was rocked like never before and I thought I would pass out. We both collapsed panting. Our sweaty bodies melded together, totally satiated. "That was one incredible, simply fantastic, Sharon. Oh my GAWD, I've never cum so hard in my life! – WOW! Until now I could only dream of this moment. My fantasy has been fulfilled." "I can say the same to you, Dr. Jefferson - WOW is right! I'm still trembling." We lay there speechless for a while, savoring the afterglow and sharing small tender kisses. We remained silent. It didn't seem necessary to talk, just savor the appreciation of each other. I don't remember when, but I drifted off into a deep sleep. I awoke to Connor's gentle nudging. "I wish the night would never have ended but, I have to go make rounds and attend a meeting at the hospital. You can sleep more if you want and have breakfast on the room tab. I guess you will be heading over to the hospital then." "Thank you. Connor, look, I don't know what to say..." "Sh, you don't have to say anything." "No, I need to say something. I have to be honest with you. I'm really conflicted in that I feel guilty for allowing this to happen, I mean what I've done here. But, to be honest, you have to know it was one incredible, wonderful night that I wouldn't trade for anything. You are a most incredible, beautiful lover and some woman is going to be VERY lucky to share your life. We both understand that nothing could ever happen with you and me. But, I will be forever grateful to you for awakening in me things I thought were forever gone - you were – you are amazing." "Look, Sharon, I agree the night was truly amazing and fulfilled my every fantasy. I told you that you have always been a fantasy of mine and it all came true last night like I never dreamed it would. You will always be the best and I will be forever grateful to you for that." "Oh, Connor, thank you so much for that but you do understand that this can never happen again. I just can't do this again, but I'll certainly be reliving it over and over again in my mind." "OK, Sharon, I do understand. This will always be just between you and me so let me leave you with this. I may text you sometime down the road but I will never - NEVER - leave any messages except for a symbol - a simple "?" mark. If you care to and can come to see me here again, you only have to respond with a symbol of either a "+" you can, or a "-" you can't or won't. That way I promise never to interfere in your life or marriage, but I will hold out hope that we can make magic once again. Fair enough?" "Fair enough, Connor, as long as you know we shouldn't do this again." "May I kiss you good morning or goodbye?" "Of course you can." And with a soft, tender kiss Dr. Jefferson - Connor was gone. I showered and relived those stolen moments we shared. But, waiting in the wings of my thoughts was the guilt that would surely engulf me. I know I will be a nervous wreck around my husband for a few days or more because even though it was such a wonderful, fulfilling night I'll cherish always, it was still wrong and I still can't believe it happened. Still, I have to wonder - what will happen if that text message comes one day? Can I resist the temptation for another night of magic? Will it be a "+" or a "-".