0 comments/ 40267 views/ 1 favorites The Day My Life Changed By: bobrock Three years ago I had just broken up with my girlfriend, Cathy, and was pretty down in the dumps. We had been broken up for about 3 weeks, when out of the blue one of my best friends from High School, Scott called me. I hadn't heard from him in 5 yrs. The last I had heard, he had announced he was gay, and he moved away. We talked for hours, and he told me he was coming to town that weekend, and wanted to know if I wanted to go partying. I jumped on the opportunity, maybe it would take my mind off my girl troubles, and it would be nice to see an old friend. It seemed like the weekend would never come, but finally when Friday evening arrived, and I got home, the phone rang. It was Scott. He was staying at the Holiday Inn, and it would be much easier for me to find him, than for him to find me. I excitedly drove to the Holiday Inn, and went to his room. I knocked, and he answered wearing only a towel. "Sorry dude, am kinda running late" he said, smiling. "No problem" I said, and he told me to grab a seat and watch TV. I sat on one of the beds, and watched HBO for a while. Scott came back out of the bathroom, and removed the towel. I caught a glimpse of his semi erect cock, and it was HUGE!!!! I tried not to stare, but found myself somehow compelled to look. He noticed me staring, and he casually gripped his large thick 6 inches with his hand and began stroking it. It started to stiffen, and grew, and grew, and grew some more. I stared in amazement at the 9 and 1/2 inch cock. It was circumcised, and quite pretty. I had never entertained the thought of being with another guy, until that moment. "I would definitely drop to my knees and suck him this moment, if he asked" I thought to myself. Scott continued to stroke his fully erect cock, looking at me as he did it. My own cock was about 7 and 1/2 inches long, and pretty thick, and believe me, it was stiff as steel. It pressed against my jeans tightly, and I was feeling quite uncomfortable. Scott continued stroking his magnificent cock, and began walking towards me. I sat on the bed, my own stiff cock pressing against my jeans, causing them to tent outward. He stood directly next to me by the bed, and reached out for my crotch. My entire body tingled as he gripped my massive hardon through my jeans. He lightly squeezed me, and my cock pulsated wildly. He began unbuttoning them, and quickly pulled my jeans, and briefs past my thighs, over my knees, and totally off. I sat there with my hard cock bobbing freely. "Mmmm, nice" he said, grabbing my thick shaft with his hand. I softly moaned as he began jacking me off. He moved his hand up and down my thick shaft softly, making it jump wildly. I reached outward, and touched his cock. I had never felt another cock besides my own, which I felt quite frequently....LOL. It felt so hot, hard, and yet soft, maybe spongy in my hand. I moved my hand up and down his thick shaft, stopping to tease the enormous swollen head. I wiped away the massive amount of pre cum that oozed from the large head. It slickened up the entire head, and I moved my hand over it tightly. He moaned, and thrust against my hand. I began craving to taste it. After all, it was here, right in front of me, all I had to do was lean forward, and it was mine. "It's now or never" I thought to myself, leaning forward. I opened my mouth, and nervously took the large cockhead inside. I could taste the sweet precum that coated the purple head. He moaned, and slowly pushed against my mouth. His cock began sliding inside, and I ran my tongue all over the thick shaft, swirling it all around the pulsating head. His cock throbbed magnificently in my mouth, and I was thoroughly enjoying this. I eagerly sucked and licked his cock taking almost all of it inside of my mouth. The head would occasionally go a bit too far, making me gag, and Scott would quickly pull some of it out. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, after all, that's part of it. He thrust into my mouth quickly, moaning loudly. I licked fast and furiously, moving my mouth up and down his shaft. "I'm gonna cum!" he moaned, and started pulling his cock from my mouth. I grabbed his ass, and held him there. He looked down at me and smiled. "Oh yeah" he moaned, and his hot cum shot against the back of my throat. I didn't even taste the first hot jet as it erupted, but made sure the next load landed on my tongue. I savored it's unusual taste, and decided it wasn't so bad. I swallowed it, and moved my mouth hard and fast, while massing his balls. He shot jet after jet of hot cum into my mouth. And I was disappointed when he stopped. I sucked every drop he had, and as his cock softened I reluctantly let it fall from my mouth. "Oh wow!" he said, climbing onto the bed. He quickly devoured my excited, long thick cock all the way to my balls. I moaned, and his mouth worked wonders on my cock. His tongue thrust against my balls while I was all the way inside of him mouth. I had never been sucked so wildly, and I was close to cumming already. I thrust furiously into his mouth as his tongue worked all around my shaft. "Oh yeah" I moaned. My cock pulsated wildly inside of his mouth, and I grunted as my cum erupted. He hungrily swallowed all of it, like I had moments before. He sucked me until I softened in his mouth. We went out for drinks that night, and when we got back, totally smashed, we took a shower, and got into bed together. We 69'd 2 times before morning. I spent the entire weekend in his room, and we tasted each other many many times before it ended. Scott left town, and I still talk to him on the phone, but we haven't been together since. The Day My Life Changed I had no idea my wife was cheating on me until our first child was born. We were both so pleased when she first conceived. We had been desperately trying to have a child. We had undergone medical treatment for two years and, discouraged, we had been thinking about adoption. I can remember as she began to swell how I would put my ears on her tummy to listen to the sounds of the baby and feel its first kicks. So you can imagine my shock when I discovered it wasn't mine. I'm blonde, my wife is a flaming redhead and our baby was born with dark brown skin and wavy black hair. After viewing the child, I decided not to say anything until my wife was discharged and we had some privacy. On the way home from the hospital I asked her who the father was. She got large tears in her eyes and looked so sad. She said, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. Please forgive me. Don't leave me. I love you." I said, "Who's the father, Nancy?" She explained that it was one of her sociology professors at the college. The stress of trying to conceive, she said, had led to her seeking some escape, so she had decided to return to college and work on her degree. She said she thought she had lost all interest in sex--that the frequency and the timing of the sex act that was required for the two of us to conceive was so unnatural that it was making her depressed. I asked her about how her affair began. "It was surprising to me," she explained, "when I began to get aroused as I watched Dr. Jones lecture. He was so brilliant and when he lectured, I noticed the outline of his cock in his pants. It totally aroused me." I learned that it was after taking the final exam and his turning in the grades that he had called her into his office for a conference. She wore the most revealing outfit she owned and closed the door to his office as she entered. This was their first time and it continued through the next semester every Tuesday night when I thought she had signed up for another night class, but was meeting him instead. I told my wife that I'd like to meet the gentleman and find out what his intentions were about the baby. We decided to meet at a local supper club. Nancy and I arrived early and waited for him in the bar. When I noticed my wife suddenly slightly stiffen and get a warm look in her eyes I knew he was there. I turned around and saw a tall, middle-aged man with Sidney Poitier good looks. I could see why my wife was attracted to him. Our dinner was pleasant and we invited him to our home so we could have the visit about his baby. It was that night that I learned I was a submissive and a total cum slut. When I asked him what his intentions were, he stared at me a long while and finally said. "My intentions are to do nothing. Consider yourself the father of that baby and I expect you to take care of her. She is your responsibility." I was stunned! I had never been talked to in this manner. Then, he stood up, grabbed my wife's hand and said, "Let's go to bed, baby. It's been too long." He turned to me and told me to feed the baby and change its diapers. He'd call me when I was needed. I did as I was told. I sat on the sofa as I listened to the two of them make love. Soon, my wife called to me. I was encouraged; I thought she wanted me to rescue her. Instead, I entered the room and saw them energetically fucking. She looked at her lover and said, "Dr. Jones, I want my husband to lick my clit while you fuck me." He then turned to me and ordered me to get undressed. I had tears in my eyes and I was ashamed because I had a hard-on. He looked at it and laughed. It's a respectable 7 inches, but when he pulled out of my wife's pussy I saw that his dick was a good 10" long and very fat. He asked Nancy what she wanted to do. She told him to lie down on his back; she then straddled his dick, placing her hands back on his shoulders as she faced me. She said to crawl between his legs and lick her clit while he pumped her. To tell the truth, I was enjoying every minute of it. I would lick the clit and watch as his huge dick went in and out of my wife's pussy. It had gobs of her cum on it, which I occasionally licked off his dick as I continued to suck and lick her clit. I was still sucking her clit when I saw his dick start to contract. I knew he was starting to cum. At that moment, she screamed, "Don't stop. Keep sucking my clit." I started to really tongue and suck it, varying the intensity. She bucked at the moment he was shooting his second blast. His dick slid out of her pussy and his come hit the bottom area of her clit, then jerked up and sprayed into my mouth. I had cum in my mouth and I was sucking his cum off her clit. He continued to spurt. My wife screamed, "I'm coming. Oh, God, I'm coming! Don't stop! Harder!!! Harder!!!" I continued to suck her clit deep into my mouth. In the meantime, the professor had lunged at her pussy, missed, and accidentally went into my mouth as he continued to spurt. My eyes widened in shock!! I had a man's penis in my mouth, and it felt wonderful! I took it into my mouth as far as it would go to the back of my throat. He came once more and the lubrication allowed it to go down my throat without my gagging. I started to deep throat him. He came one more time. I could feel the pressure of his spasms against the walls of my mouth; and the silkiness of his skin was so delicate I couldn't stop licking it! He began to go limp, so I pulled away. I looked at my wife and she was smiling in adoration. She asked me to kiss her. She eagerly licked the cum off of my face, and I shared from my mouth the massive amount of cum with her. I then realized that although my relationship with them would be one of subservience, she loved both of us and I could willingly share my wife and raise his beautiful daughter. The Day My Life Changed Lydia Davis was a self-employed Marketing Executive. She had built her small business into a multi-million dollar company in just three years. She had put a lot of effort and hard work into it. However, she lacked someone to share it with. Her longing to be loved had been pushed to the back of her mind. However, sometimes when she looked in the mirror...she could see that caramel complexioned woman with dark brown eyes, black curly hair, high cheek bones and a button nose looking at her longing for a touch. Her tightly sculptured body from hours and hours at the gym would long for a man's touch. Her 36DD breast with those deep chocolate nipples would perk up, and her flat stomach would tease her hand to follow a trail to her wetness. It was always wet and ready for the potential of what could be. Her thighs were tight and you could not help but follow them to those shapely calves. Her feet were like perfect extensions of her high arched foot. Everything about Lydia welcomed the caressing touch of a man's hand. ~~*~~*~~* I woke up this morning with a jump. It took a few minutes to recognize that I was in my own bedroom. I must have been so tired last night because I did not remember how I got home nor did I remember undressing and getting into my bed. However, here I was. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out my eyes and look toward my alarm clock. It was 7:30 am. I cursed to myself; I was going to be late for work. I picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number to the receptionist desk. "Hey Tiffany, I'll be running late. Please tell Marissa, to reschedule my first appointment this morning and push it back about 20 minutes." "Sure thing, Ms. Davis." She said respectively "Thanks, Tiffany." I said running my hands through my curly hair. "Um, Ms. Davis, this may not be the right time to ask this, but I was just wondering if I could schedule some time this week to meet with you." She added apologetically. "Yeah, sure Tiff. Just tell Marissa to give you my next free time slot." I said almost dismissively. "Thanks, Ms. Davis. I'll make sure that Marissa gets the messages. What can we expect you, in case she asks?" "I should be there no later than 8:45 or 9." I said thoughtfully. "Great, see you then." ~~*~~*~~* Meeting after meeting, I felt like I was spinning. It was about 1 and I still had not taken a break for lunch. So I thought I would have Marissa order me a sandwich from the deli on the ground floor. I agreed when she asserted that I go out and get something to eat and clear my head before the Board meeting at 4. ~~*~~*~~* I resolved to take a nice saunter over to The Lil Italy Café and have a nice lunchtime feast. Whenever I needed to get away this was my place. There was just something about the ambiance in this little café that made me unwind. It was a peaceful and calming place. It had been over a year since I had last visited it and wondered if it would have the same effect on me today. As I entered the establishment, it was even more inviting than I remembered. The walls were deep red with off white accents. The scones on the walls reminded me of little place I had visited in Rome about five years ago. They were shaped into a white teardrop. The frosty glass shade provided an artistic element and pale, vibrant luminosity. The soft music playing in the background was a nice touch. I looked at the menu, noticing that there were several new dishes added since my last visit. As I mulled over my choice, the waiter approached to take my drink order. I asked for some water with lemon and the waiter acknowledged the order, saying he would return shortly. When the waiter returned, he placed my water along with Bread sticks and vinegar sauce in front of me. "I'm Mikael and I'll be your server today. Are you ready to order ma'am or did you need a few more minutes." He asked politely. "What are your today's specials?" I said looking up to meet his gaze. "Today, we have three specials. The first is Pepper and Egg Sandwich consists of fried peppers and scrambled eggs topped with mozzarella. The second is Tuscan Meatloaf over garlic mashers and topped with a shallot and tomato demi glaze. Our final special is our Chef's Specialty which consists of Lobster ravioli sautéed in crabmeat and shrimp in a brandy dill cream sauce. I must admit the latter is my personal favorite." He removed his pen and pad from his apron and smiled awaiting my decision. "They all sound so wonderful. I saw a few new dishes on the menu, did the chef change recently." I said thoughtfully more to myself than to him. My mouth was already beginning to water from the choices. "Yes Ma'am. The café has made some major changes and we were acquired by a new owner at the beginning of the year". "I see it's been over a year since I dined here last. I will take your recommendation and order the Chef Specialty." "Very good Ma'am and I might add a very wise decision. Would like anything to drink with that?" "Well I better stay light I am still on the clock. I'll just take a Raspberry Iced Tea." "Sure thing, I will place your order and bring your Raspberry Iced Tea with your meal, unless you'd prefer to have it now?" "No, No, with the meal is fine." I said quickly. "Excellent, it'll be a few minutes before your meal is ready." He said and turn to walk towards the kitchen area. I picked up a savory bread stick and dipped it in the oil and vinegar sauce. I closed my eyes and let the flavors ravage my taste buds experiencing every stimulating morsel. I reveled in the delight as a moan escaped my lips. I had forgotten how much I loved the bread sticks here. They were better than I'd remembered. "Well, I do love a woman who can appreciate good food." I opened my eyes to be met by the owner of this muscular lightly accented voice. The voice belonged to a tall, athletically built man of about his mid-forties. His salt and pepper wavy hair seemed to be highlighted on the top to enhance his haircut, complimenting his rounded facial features, which reminded me of George Clooney. His greenish hazel eyes were bright and inviting. His tanned olive complexion reminded me of toasted almonds. His custom made classic black Armani single breasted suit fit in all the right places and absolutely complimented the his build. His crisp white shirt with a silk black tie demanded attention against his perfectly set jawline. He was beautifully flawless but not in an overwhelming way. He flashed his porcelain white smile as he examined me. I must have stared a bit longer than I should have because he continued to speak. "Tesoro, did I catch you by surprise?" he spoke with a pure masculine tone that sent chills up my spine and caused my juices to flow slowly. His words penetrate the very core of me. "I --I'm sorry what did you say?" I mentioned how I love a woman that appreciates good food and when you did not respond I ask if I had surprised you?" "Um, no, well sort of." I do apologize; just your reaction to the seasoning of the bread sticks was so appealing to me. Many women seem to shy away from food these days. It's refreshing to see one take it all in." he smiled. "Thank you, I guess." I said shyly. "Believe me the pleasure is truly mine. What is such an attractive woman doing sitting alone?" "Oh I'm on my lunch break and needed to clear my head." "I see, however, if I may be so bold. I would love to sit with you and continue to get to know you. I'm very intrigued by you, to say the least." I blushed. It had been a few years since a man had paid more than professional attention to me and I could feel that my body was responding to his words. "Y-Yes", I said almost whispering. I saw him wave his hand to the waiter and slide the chair across from me so he could sit down. I felt myself release a breath. A breath that I hadn't realized I was holding. "Hello, pardon my manners; I'm Roman Mancini, the owner of this quaint establishment." He said holding his hand out to accept mine. I giggled and said, "Nice to meet you Mr. Mancini, I am Lydia Davis." Taking his hand and feeling an electric current shoot through my entire body and lingering between my thighs. ~~*~~*~~* It's been a two weeks since I last ran into Roman Mancini. We have chatted a few times on the phone. About a week ago we got into a text conversation that got deep and heavy in a matter of minutes. Whenever I thought about him, a goofy smile would eclipse my face. How I wanted this man, scratch that I need him badly. Lost in my thoughts, my cell phone buzzed. Roman: Hi, you busy? I texted back, "No, just thinking about you actually." No sense beating around the bush now. Roman: "Hmm, Tesoro, what were you thinking?" Lydia: "A girl has to have some secrets." I said smiling to myself. Roman: "Let's meet up? Then we will see what will be of your secrets." My thighs began to rub together to relieve me of the passion rising in my core. "When?" Roman: "How about tonight, let's start with dinner at the café and then a movie. We will end the evening revealing secrets. I have a few to tell you too." "Yes." I simply texted back I knew from that moment forward, my life would never be the same. ~~*~~*~~* The End. The Day My Life Changed Forever I'd like to thank Dominic42 as he was my inspiration for this submission and may our friendship continue to grow with many more ideas. * It was three in the afternoon, sitting here bored with not a thing to do, so I threw on my bathing suit, picked up my keys and headed out the door for a drive along the lakeshore. With the music blaring, I cruised along the stretch of road that has sand dunes on my left and Lake Michigan on my right. I came to a secluded spot, parked my car, grabbed the blanket and radio I keep in my trunk, along with my bottle of water and walked down to the lake. I breathed in the fresh air and gazed out into the water. What a beautiful day it was. The sun is shinning bright overhead and a warm breeze blowing off the lake. I spread out my blanket, took off my outer clothes, leaving my bathing suit on and sat down. Looking around I notice there is not a soul in site. In a way, I was glad because I really was not in the mood for socializing today. Maybe it was my mood today, but I was determined that spending the day alone on the beach in the sun would give me time to reflect on my otherwise boring life. I am 47 years old, divorced and other then my job, have nothing to else going on in my life. Therefore, I laid there and thought about it for a while. I need to change things, get some fun and excitement back into my life. I must have drifted off for a bit, because the next thing I know I fetl something wet licking me. Startled I flew up to the sitting position then heard someone saying hello. After adjusting my eyes to the sun again, I found myself in the presence of an extremely handsome man standing above me, along with a black lab. He must have been late 40's, short dark hair with graying sides, chiseled face, blue eyes and an amazing smile. "I'm sorry my dog woke you," he said. "Oh no it's fine," I replied looking down at my arms and legs. "It seems I have gotten a little more sun then intended here." "My name is Grant, by the way," extends his right hand. "Nice to meet you Grant and mine is Samantha," I replied. "And this young man is Dallas and you'll have to forgive him, but he sees a pretty lady and well you know the rest," he said. We both started to laugh. Grant spoke up, said he was sorry again, and would get along with his walk. We said goodbye and Samantha watched as the two walked their way down the beach. I thought to myself, what a nice man he was and wondered why I could not be so lucky to have a man like that in my life. After a few minutes I rolled over onto my stomach and laid there thinking about this mysterious man that just wondered upon me today, then dosed off again for the next hour. Three pm came when I realized I had been out in the hot sun too long. Grabbing my things, I walked back up to the car. Looking around, seeing no one I got into the car and headed home. Once home, I took a nice long bath. My thoughts lingering back to the place where I had met Grant and his dog Dallas. Remembering Grants fine features I began to fantasize and while I did, I masturbated in the bath wanting him to be there with me. The most amazing orgasm came and feeling embarrassed I finished my bath and got out. However, not for a minute could I stop thinking about this man that just popped into my life. My every thought became one with Grant in it. This was crazy I thought to myself I just met him and it was brief at that. As the day went on so did, night and I went to bed. It was the weekend and since I have no life outside work going to bed at 9:30 pm became a ritual. After a night of restless sleep, I awoke to another day. It was Sunday and my first thoughts were of Grant, which indeed brought a smile to my face. I got up, cleaned the house, and did the laundry. When I was done, I got to thinking about Grant again. When all of a sudden I ran to my bedroom, found the brand new bikini I bought last year and never wore. Slipped into it, threw on a pair of jean shorts and a tank top and after grabbing the car keys ran out the door. Hoping I might be lucky enough to run into Grant again today. With a smile, ear to ear I sped down the road until I got to the exact same spot I had found just the day before. Looking around and again there was no one in site. Collecting my things, I locked the car and went down to the water where I lay my blanket and once again gazed out into the water. Every now and then looking up and down the beach hoping, wanting so badly to see the man that seems to be consuming my every thought. I sat there for an hour and nothing, and then I lie down on my blanket, closing my eyes and fell asleep in my thoughts. Once again, I was startled awake with a wet tongue licking my arm. I opened my eyes to find Dallas standing over me. "Dallas, where is Grant, your not here alone are you?" I asked. Now I know a dog cannot talk, but after all, it is a natural reaction. Then from a distance, I could hear someone calling Dallas and running up the beach to us was Grant. Out of breath, he finally manages to say how sorry he was that Dallas has bothered me again. I told Grant that I was enjoying Dallas's company and welcomed the distraction. I sat up and offered Grant half my blanket to sit and catch his breath. We sat there with Dallas lying by my side. "I think you have a new friend there in Dallas, I lost my grip on him about a quarter of a mile up the beach here. He must have known you were here, I'm really very sorry." He said. "Oh no don't be I must be honest with you, after meeting you yesterday I was hoping to run into you again today." I said shyly. "Would you care to have a sandwich and a bottle of water, I just happen to have enough here." I said. "Oh yes I'd love to, thank you." He replied. We sat here talking, enjoying the sunshine and I was sharing my sandwich with Dallas. "He is really fond of you Samantha, I was thinking, would you like to have dinner with us tonight? I know this is short notice and all, but I to have to be honest with you. After meeting you yesterday you've been on my mind constantly and I'd really like the opportunity to get to know you better," he said. "Yes I'd love to have dinner with you both tonight." I replied. With that there conversation continued and I gave him my address and phone number for later. "I'm so glad you came back today Samantha, we both are and we look forward to seeing you again later. Shall we pick you up at, say around 7 pm?" he asked. "Yes I am glad we both came back, or, looking down at Dallas, shall I say all of us? " Laughter filled the air and I said yes 7 pm would be wonderful. However, how should I dress? Is this casual or formal?" I asked. "Casual will be fine, I'll be wearing jeans myself, nothing fancy, just good company and good conversation." He replied. "Well then I will see you both at 7 pm." I said. With that, Grant once again with Dallas racing off in front of him, walked off down the beach and out of my sight. I quickly gathered my things and headed back to my car and for home. I took a quick shower and ran out the door. Off to buy a new outfit just for tonight. I wanted to look my best, a pair of dressy jeans and a new blouse. Preferably something, that dazzles him. Smiling I headed off in my search. At the first store, I found the sweetest pair of blue jeans that had studs on the outer sides down by the calves of the legs. A very classy and sexy look indeed. Now off to find the perfect top. With the tan I have acquired a nice white tank top would look great. Here it is, it has a very low v-neckline and is made of a shimmering satin material. Yes, this is perfect and with the right bra and heels, I will have to pick his jaw up off the floor. Giddy as a high school girl, I headed for home to find and complete the rest of my out fit for tonight. I was so excited I took a very long bubble bath, laying there fantasizing about Grant. I closed my eyes and began moving my hands all over my breasts and gently pinching each nipple before taking one hand and moving it down between my thighs. With the radio on in the background, I got lost in the passion that has built up deep inside me for so long. Finding my clit, slowly rubbing it in slow circles at first, then pushing on it harder, pinching my nipples, rubbing faster and taking one finger between my wanting pussy lips. Thrusting inside, slowly, teasing myself, then adding another finger with my thumb on my clit still rubbing while I wish it were Grant touching me with his hands, tongue and his hard cock. This goes on for a while, and then my body begins quaking into one powerful orgasm after another until finally I lay back spent. Smiling I continue with my bath, shaving my legs, under arms and pussy, leaving only a small rectangular patch of pubic hair. I washed my long silken medium brown hair, then got out and dried off. I put lotion all over leaving a fragrance of obsession on my skin. Slipping into a white satin thong and matching push up bra I sat in front of the mirror and combed out my hair, letting it dry on its own so not to frizz it with the blow dryer. I applied just a hint of makeup so not to look like some hooker but just enough to enhance my best features. It is almost 5:30 pm and I am so nervous I want everything to be perfect. After taking a deep breath, I find the red fingernail polish and begin applying it on each of my toenails, then the same to my fingernails. Once they are dry, I finished getting dressed. Into my new white tank top, jeans, a gold tone belt, and a pair of brown sandals. My hair finally dried so I combed it out and added a few light curls. Then before leaving my bedroom, I stand in front of my full-length mirror and make sure everything looks good. Satisfied I put a couple of dabs of Obsession down my cleavage and behind my ears and headed downstairs. Looking at the clock again and now, it is nearly 7 pm. Taking one last look in the mirror, the doorbell rings and I smile. I take a deep breath, walk over to the door, and open it. There they stand, both Grant and Dallas, looking dashing as ever. I invite them both in while I run for my sweater, just in case I need it. When I return I find Grant looking at my family pictures. I walked over and told him who was who. Then he asked if I was ready and off we went. "I hope you don't mind, but the restaurant we are taking you to is a little out of the way place. They have great food though and it's outdoors so they don't mind Dallas being there." He said. "No it sounds wonderful." I replied. We chatted while he drove and about an hour later, we were parking in front of the restaurant that reminds me of a huge boathouse sitting on the lake. We walked around to the lakeside where a host seated us at a table right along the railing over looking the lake. It was spectacular and I could hardly believe I was here. Grant stood behind me and pushed my chair in as I sat. Dallas sat right next to Grant and me on his other side. It was the most beautiful place I had ever been at and I felt like the luckiest women in the world tonight. I am with a handsome man and of course Dallas. "Grant this was wonderful, I don't think I've ever had such a wonderful evening in my entire life." I said. "Samantha the night is still young, care for a walk on the beach? I know Dallas would enjoy that about now." He asked. "Yes I would like that very much." I answered. We headed off the upper deck of the restaurant and down to the waters edge. I slipped off my sandals due to the sand and waded in the water. Grant took my hand and we looked at each other for the longest time. "Samantha I don't know what it is about you that has me so drawn, but may I kiss you?" He asked. Shyly I cast my eyes down, he lifted my chin with his fingers, and we stared deep into each other's eyes. It took all I had in me to say yes, he took me in his arms and we kissed and kissed until Dallas sat there as if to say ok that is enough you too I'm still here remember me? We both broke out in laughter and continued on our walk. As the evening grew later, Grant asked if I would like to come to his house for coffee. Neither one of us wanted this evening to end. I jumped at the offer and we walked back to his car and drove off to his house. It was a 45-minute drive to his house; it was a beautiful beach house over looking the lake. We got out and Dallas ran off to play or whatever it is dogs do. In the house, I found it tastily decorated in a nautical theme. Grant led me to the living room, while he went into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. I sat on the sofa and looked around. He has a gorgeous view of the lake from here. How I would love to live in a place like this I thought. Not on my pitiful income, I chuckled to myself. When Grant returned with two cups of steaming hot coffee, he asked if I would like to join him out of the deck. I followed him out and we sat together on a very comfortable futon. We talked more about each other's hopes and dreams while listening to the wave's crash against the shoreline. It is so peaceful out here. Grant takes the cup from my hands, looking into my eyes, we kiss again, this time our tongues searched out each other's, and a fiery passion began to build between us. "Samantha stay with me tonight, I know we've just met but I feel like I've known you forever and I can't bare the thought of letting you go now." He said. Then he kissed me again with so much passion I just melted into his arms. As we parted, I answered him. "Grant, yes I'd love to stay, I feel the very same way about you." I said. He took me by the hand and led me back into the house, where I followed him to his bedroom. He grabbed me and we kissed long and hard, gently laying me down on his bed. He slowly began to undress me, kissing my neck, nibbling on my ear lob, trailing soft kisses down to my cleavage. Taking my bra off, tossing it aside, he leaned down and gently took each nipple one at a time into his soft warm mouth. "Samantha" he moaned, you have such an incredible body, and I have wanted you since yesterday when we first met. It took all I had not to take you right there on the beach." He said. With that, I moaned a little louder. He continued to devour my breasts then began another trail of gentle kisses down my stomach to the top of my blue jeans. He removed my jeans and began kissing my thighs, then removed my white thong. He was so gentle and sweet yet like a hungry animal hungry for his pray. Parting my legs, he finds my sweet pussy and searches out my cit. With his tongue licking all round it then taken it between his teeth sent shivers of excitement throughout my body. I began begging at this point for more and wrapped my legs around his head pulling him in closer. He was wild with passion as he licked and sucked my hot swollen pussy. I moaned louder and louder. He took me through orgasm after orgasm until I begged him to stop and let me catch my breath. When he did, he moved back up to me and we kissed tenderly. After a few minutes, I helped him off with his shirt and then got him out of his jeans and boxers. When I saw for the first time his massive cock it sprang out at me as if to say take me. With me sitting up on the bed and him standing in front of me, I put both hands around his already hard cock, and I looked up at him. With a glazed look of lust in my eyes, I slowly opened my mouth, sticking out my tongue and began licking up and down the underside of his cock. Searching out that sensitive spot just under the head that I knew would drive him wild. Licking back down and gently sucking on both of his cum filled sacs. Savoring his aroma, tasting the pre-cum that now seeps from the tiny slit at the tip. Then looking up at him again as I open my mouth wide and slowly take this massive member in between my moist hot lips, down my tongue and all the way down the back of my throat. Moans escaping both of us as I continue to deep throat his cock, feeling every bugle and vein as I slide him up and down my throat. With the head of his cock resting on the back of my throat, I begin humming; sending waves of ecstasy up thought his cock and into his cum filled sacs. His legs begin to shake and I can tell he was close to cumming, he tried to pull out, but I stop him. Wrapping my arms around his legs I pulled him into me which told him, I wanted him to cum in my mouth and down my throat. He smiled down at me and I at him when suddenly his cock begins to convulse and he let out this guttural growl and exploded into orgasmic bliss sending load after load of his hot white cum down my throat. I lost count and I could not swallow as fast as he was giving it to me. Cum was dripping down the corners of my mouth and when he finished I began licking and sucking every last drop I could get, leaving him dry and clean. When I finished his cock, fell limp from my mouth and gently fell down on top of me exhausted, yet kissing me deeply. We lay there for a while and eventually drifted off to sleep for an hour. He woke me up kissing and caressing my breasts. "Samantha that was the most incredible thing a woman has ever done for me. You have a mouth of an angel." He said. I giggled as I do and said, "Thank you I am so glad you enjoyed it." We kissed again and made love repeatedly until the dark turned to light and it was morning. After breakfast, Grant took me home, as I had to get ready for work. However, I had to promise him he could see me again tonight. We were together every night at my house after work and I spent my weekends out to his house. Finally, after 3 months and summer was turning into fall he proposed marriage to me. I accepted and we were married on the beach next to the water in front of our cottage. I do not know how I ever got so lucky to have a man so kind, loving, giving, and gentle like I do in Grant, but I know I will spend the rest of my life showing him in and out of the bed loving him like no other woman could. Grant saved me from myself and for that, I owe him the best life I can give him.