0 comments/ 252039 views/ 17 favorites Could I? By: kjb021784 If you like this story, and want to read more, then email me or vote for this. I’ll post Chapter 2, and I promise, it’ll be one of the hottest you’ve read. I guess you could call me a normal kid. I grew up in a normal town, with a normal family, friends, and everything else. I was the epitome of average. I had just graduated high school, and had moved away for college. But, I had one problem: My sex life. It was DOA. I mean, I wasn’t ugly. I had short, dirty blonde hair, green eyes. I was your basic European mutt. I had played football in school, so I had developed a lean, muscular build. You would think all of that would assure I wouldn’t go to college a virgin, but alas, I was. The main reason was mostly my shyness. I became extremely shy around members of the fairer sex, which often impeded my chances of a date. The few girls I had gained any leeway with only let me get to third base. I had never even gotten head!!! SO, I relegated my life to pornography. I had amassed quite a video selection, but the internet provided me with most of my masturbation aids. My roommate moved out in October. Actually, it was more like he was thrown out due to drug matters. But, it left me my own room. Instead of throwing parties and screwing every cutie I could fine, I sat around alone. It got to the point when I started to jerk off almost 4 times a day. But, my story really began around the beginning of December. I was cruising for porn on day on the net, when a pop-up window flashed, advertising incest stories and pictures. I almost clicked it off, disgusted by the idea of family, but, out of sheer morbid curiosity, I ventured on it. I was intrigued by the concept. And extremely turned on. AS I perused the stories of brothers fucking their sisters, Dads screwing their daughters, and Mothers banging their sons. I blew my load countless times to it all, immensely turned on by the whole idea. I mostly liked the Mother/son stories and pictures. Now, as hard as this may sound, I actually had no feeling for my mother though. I mean, she was an attractive woman. She was about 5’4’’, 120 pounds. She had short blonde hair that came up to her shoulders, and her breasts were large. I didn’t know the exact size, as I never really thought about it, but I figured they had to be at least d cups. She was also only 39, having had me at 19. In fact, her and my dad had just had my baby sis a year back. I knew she was pretty, but never had any sexual feelings toward her. I did, however, have my friends tell me she was a milf one too many times. I think it was just the idea that turned me on, the fantasy. Well, Christmas break came, and I went home for the month. My house felt weird, with me being away for so long. My baby sister was getting bigger, and I missed my mom and dad. That night was when it all changed for me. As I unpacked, I realized in horror that I had left all of my porn at my dorm. I mean, I still had my 4 a day habit to maintain, and without porn I’d go insane! I furiously searched my room, looking for anything. That’s when I came across a picture on my shelf. It was of me and my mom on my graduation day. She looked beautiful, her golden hair outlined her lovely face. She was wearing a red dress that nicely emphasized her chest. I though back to the dress, remembering how it showed her nice, long legs, and how her ass moved in it….. As I was saying all of this to myself, I was stroking my rock hard cock, looking at my mom in the pic. Before I realized it, I had cum, and it was one of the most satisfying I had ever had. I was shocked and a little sickened. I had just jerked off to my mom! And liked it! Had those incest sites gotten to me? I didn’t know but I had liked it. I thought to myself, is this wrong? Then I had remembered all the incest sites, and the people who wrote the stories. If so many people like it, can it really be wrong? Over the next few weeks, I kept jerking off more and more to my moms picture, having amazing orgasms. One night, I was stroking to her, looking at the pic, even imagining fucking her, when I heard a knock on the door. “Honey? Can I come in?” It was my mom!! I quickly covered myself with the blanket and hide my moms pic under my pillow. “uh, um, sure mom, come on in.” She walked in, a basket of clothes in her hands. She was wearing tight jeans a t-shirt. It was white and I could see her bra through it. Even though I was trying hard, I was getting more turned on. “Here’s you clothes. I was able to do them since Dad took Annie out for awhile. I really needed to get her out of my hair” “yeah mom, I guess she could be tough.” I really wanted her to go, so I could finish. “Thanks for the laundry” “Hey, where’s that picture of me and you, on your graduation? Wasn’t it on your shelf?” She pointed to where the picture had been. “Gee mom, I dunno. I don’t think it was there when I got here” She gave me a look of confusion. “ Of course it was, I saw it a week ago. What did you do with it?” I just wanted this to end. “Um, I forget mom.” “What’s that?” She pointed to the corner of the picture sticking out under the pillow. Before I could answer, she reached around and pulled it out. As she did that, the blanket shifted off me, exposing my hard cock. She gasped, holding the picture in her hand, looking at my cock. I was too speechless to even answer or cover myself. I knew she was putting it together in her head. “So, this is what your using the picture for? To pleasure yourself to?” I just stared at her and didn’t speak. She sat down on the bed next to me and put her hand on my chest. “It’s okay, I’m not mad. I mean, there’s nothing wrong with it.” After she said this, her hand moved down and squeezed the base of my cock. I gasped and my cock surged with blood, turning hard as stone. “Hmm, you seem to like that.” She then wrapped her hand around it and started to jerk me off with it. “Oh, mmmm, oh god, oh mom, yes. Oh that feels so good!” I bucked my hips, turning to fuck her smooth, soft hand. “Yes honey, mommy likes that too. Cum to mommy, honey. Mommy knows what you need and what you want” That was it. I blew my load hard and hot,. It sprayed up and fell back down, covering my chest and her hand. She kept jerking until it stopped. Then she licked her hand clean and said, “don’t tell your dad”. Then she left. I laid there, speechless. All I knew was, I wanted more. Could I? Ch. 02 I was glad to read all of your emails, liking my story. Here is the sequel. I hope it’s good and lives up to you expectations. Email me with your thoughts. I avoided my mother as often as I could. Whenever she was at work, I would be home. When she was home, I’d try to get as many hours as I could at work. It wasn’t unusual though. I mean, it was Christmas break, and I had said I was trying to make as much money as I could in the 5 weeks. I wasn’t avoiding her because I was ashamed. Far from it actually. That night a week back had been one of the most erotic, exciting, sexually gratifying nights of my life. I had jerked off so many times afterwards, thinking of it. Her warm, soft hand encircling my hard, hot cock. I remember as I looked into her face as she moved it up and down, stroking my dick, cupping my balls with her other hand. She looked so beautiful, so hot, sexy. I didn’t even see her as my mom. She was a woman who was making me feel amazing. Her short, blonde hair had framed her face. I could close my eyes and see it, shining beautifully. Her eyes filled with lust and desire. Her pouty lips parted. Her lovely, large tits poking through her t-shirt, her nipples sticking out. Usually by that time, I had already blown my load. I was mostly avoiding her because of how she had reacted the next day. I had woken up that morning feeling amazing. I could still smell my mom in my room, her scent filling it, sticking to my sheets. I almost didn’t want to shower, lest I lose her scent. But, I did, and I went down to breakfast. I was filled with excitement. My mom, a beautiful, sexy woman had jerked me off, and had liked it. And I had been officially ushered into incest, and wanted more. I wanted more, and I thought mom had wanted more too. I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table with a bowl of cereal. “Morning Mom”, I said, cheerfully. “Hi honey, sleep well?” “Oh, you better believe it!” I ate my cereal, expecting her to say something. I figured I should make my move now. She was busy feeding my sister her breakfast, and dad was at work. I though that if we were gonna do anything, it should be soon. My sister would nap in the afternoon, and we’d be alone. All alone. Just the though started to get me hard. “Good”, she said, without looking at me. “Well, uh, mom, I was thinking that, um, when you put her down for a nap, we could, you know, watch a movie, or something.” I looked at her, hoping she’d get my drift. “No honey, I’m busy today. I have laundry to do, and I have to go shopping, and I have to work tonight, so I have to make dinner before dad comes home.” “Well, I was just thinking about last night, and I thought…” She interrupted me before I could finish. “What about last night? That was nothing. And I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t bring it up again; I don’t need you dad finding out about it.” I was crushed. How could she do this to me? I mean, how could she deny me the immense pleasure she had one given me? She was my mother, how could she be so cruel? I didn’t respond to her, I just clear the table of my stuff, and went and sat in my room. For the next week, I avoided her so I wouldn’t have another embarrassing conversation with her. But, I jerked off like a madman, thinking of that hot night. Finally, after a week, I had had enough. I couldn’t stand by and jerk off anymore. I needed my mom, and I had a plan. That Monday I put my plan into effect. My mom had worked that night, and was planning on resting for the afternoon. She was giving my sister to my Grandmother for the afternoon she could have a good rest. I chose that day to, so we were alone and unfettered. While she was in her bathroom, I went into her room with the picture I had of us, took my cock, laid on her bed, and started to jerk off, making my cock hard, and I waited. My heart fluttered with anticipation when I heard her leave the bathroom and walk towards her room. I closed my eyes, stroking, and waited. “What are you doing in my room??!!” I heard her exclaim. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was wearing what she normally wore when she slept. It was a long t-shirt that barely went past her waist. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing panties, but the idea of her not made me more excited. Her hair was lightly tussled, but still looked beautiful around her face. She had no make-up on, so I could see her natural beauty. Her full lips were drawn tightly. I could tell be them she was not happy. Her sparkling blue eyes looked at me, annoyed. Her soft, beautiful features seemed to be upset with me, but I also detected what I had seen the other night. Lust. Pure lust. Her long legs seemed to go on forever from under the bottom of the shirt. Her large breasts were mounds under it. I could see her nipples through it too. All of it was making me more and more excited. I smiled at her as I kept jerking. “What does it look like I’m doing?” “Well, stop it! Not in my room at least. Do it in your own room!” “Come on mom, I thought you liked it. I mean, you seemed to like it the other night. I mean, you licked your fingers clean of it!” She opened her mouth to yell back, but stopped. She sighed and sat down next to me on the bed. I had stopped jerking. I just looked her, waiting for her to answer. “Your right honey, I’m sorry. I, I guess I just confused you the other night. I didn’t mean to, and I’m sorry.” She sighed again. “It’s not your fault.” I scooted up next to her and put my hand on her shoulder. “It’s alright mom, you didn’t so anything wrong. I liked it.” “That’s not it honey. It was, I mean, your dad and me haven’t made love in 6 months. I was out of my mind, and when I saw you, I just lost it. I didn’t see you as my son, I saw you as a young man who found me attractive.” She started to cry. “Don’t cry mom. You didn’t do anything wrong. But, if you felt like that, why didn’t you take it any farther?” She wiped her tears away. “I thought it was wrong. I mean, after I finished you, I wanted to go back, but I couldn’t bring myself to. For the last week, you’ve been all I’ve thought about. I’ve masturbated almost every night, imagining being with you.” I hugged my mom. “I’ve been doing the same about you mom. I need you.” She hugged me back, and then she looked at me and kissed me. But it wasn’t a mother kiss. It was deep. Our lips touched and we felt each other’s warmth, the electricity we felt, the lust passed through out lips. Our tongues met and danced together, intermingling. It was the most passionate kiss I had ever had. She tasted amazing. After a couple minutes, the kiss broke. We just looked into each other eyes. Then she lowered her eyes to my hard cock and put her hand around it. Her warm hand felt great around my hot cock. “mmm, looks like someone’s ready” I took her hand off. “You already did me. Why don’t you just lie back, and I’ll do you?” She lifted her shirt off, and I gasped. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her huge tits were revealed to me. They were amazing. They had a tiny sag, due to their weight, but they were still beautiful. The nipples were poking out, and her areolas were large. I looked down and saw she was wearing panties. They were red satin, high cut. I could imagine how she looked in them, cut high on her thigh, a thong highlighting her tight, perfect ass. She laid back and I lay on top of her. I kissed her mouth and neck. “My god, your gorgeous mom.” I told her. “Close you eyes.” She smiled and closed her eyes. I moved my lips down to her glorious tits. I kissed them and licked them, running my tongue and my lips all over her massive cans. I moved them onto her nipples, sucking on them, tasting them, feeling them get harder and harder in my mouth. Mom let out moans as I did, softly first, then louder. She began to breathe heavier and heavier. As I licked one, I massaged the other with my hand, squeezing them, rolling the nipple between my fingers. Mom put her hands on my back, moaning and groaning as I caressed and kissed her boobs. Then, I moved lower, kissing her belly, then her thighs, and then I moved inward, to her inner thighs, kissing them. Mom moaned more and more and wrapped her legs around me. ‘Please son, stop teasing me, and lick my pussy! Please!” She pleaded with me between moans. I couldn’t wait either, so I ripped her panties off, exposing her pussy. She was completely not shaved down there. Usually, I didn’t like the hair look, but I found it so erotic on my mom. I put my nose in it and smelled, taking in all of her odor, savoring it. She smelled amazing, just like she had smelled the week before, like sex. Then, I slid a finger in, feeling her warm, wet pussy engulf it. I curled it up, remembering what I knew, and started to rub, stroking her. I felt her tighten her pussy around it, so I slide another in, so both of my fingers rubbed her, stroked her, reaching back. She moaned more, squirming, thrusting her hips, squeezing her legs around me. I leaned down and started to kiss her pussy, and then I began to lick it, sliding my tongue all around her pussy, tasting her. I heard her breathing get heavier and heavier, moaning louder. “Oh god, yes son, yes, yes!!! Here cum, I cumming!! Make you mommy cum!” When she mommy, I licked harder, wanting her to cum. She screamed when she came, squeezing her legs around me so hard it hurt. She came with my face buried in her pussy. She laid her head back, gasping for air. “Oh my god honey, that was amazing. Mommy hasn’t cum that hard ever.” I kissed her. “Good mom, I’m glad.” “Now, you lay back honey, and let mommy take care of her little boy.” She strattled me and took my hard cock in her hand. Then, in one quick motion, she gobbled my 7-inch rod up in her mouth. I grunted as I felt her throat muscles around my cock. She took my cock all the way in, and all the way out. I watched as my mom took my cock all the way in her mouth. It was slick with her saliva, and she looked so damn sexy taking it in. “Oh fuck mom, that’s amazing.” She took it out and stroked me. “Glad my baby likes it.” Then she leaned down and sucked my balls as she jerked my cock, which was slick and slimy with her spit. I had never felt anything so good, as she rolled each ball in her mouth. Then she went back to sucking my cock, filling her mouth. “oh shit mom, I’m almost gonna cum!” Then she stopped. “Oh no honey, first you have to fuck mommy.” “Oh god mom, please.” She sat on my and lowered herself onto my cock. I groaned as each inch slid into my mom’s soft womb. Then she started to bounce on my, fucking me. I couldn’t believe my cock was now filling the same hole I had come out of. And it felt so fucking good! I bucked my hips to match her bounce. I was fucking her. Her tits bounced and flopped. She leaned her head back as we fuck. Our moans filled the house. “Fuck mommy! Harder! HARDER!!” She screamed as she came again. It drowned out my moans of pleasure. She got off of me and got on all fours. “Fuck me from behind! Hard!” I got behind her and shoved my cock into her hard, filling her up in one thrust. I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto my cock, shoving myself into her. My body slapped against her ass as we fucked. I felt her pussy spasm as we fucked. She came once more. I stopped thrusting as she did, so I could feel it shudder. “Oh mom, let me fuck your tits before I come.” She rolled over and I got on top of her. Our bodies were shining from all the sweat. She reached over to a bottle of baby oil on her bureau. She squeezed a generous amount all over her tits. I slid my cock between them and started to fuck them. She held them together, against my cock as I fucked them. I could feel their softness as my hard cock disappeared in the massive expanse of flesh. The lotion slipped and slid, making squishing noises as I fucked harder and harder. My cock head peaked out of the top, shiny and slick with the oil. “Yes honey, fuck mommy’s titties. Cum all over them. Let mommy taste your cum!” That did it. I screamed as I orgasmed, cumming harder then I ever had before. My cum shot out, spurting all over her massive tits. My greasy load coated them, splashing all over the tops, bouncing onto the nipples. I was shocked, it kept coming. It felt so good I almost blacked out. It showered so high it hit her chin and lips. Then it dribbled out all over her stomach. I fell back, exhausted, and happy. Mom scooped my cum off her tits and licked it all up. Then she leaned over and sucked my cock clean. “Good boy. Now get out so mommy can get some sleep”. She smiled as I got up to leave. “Well talk later”. I looked back and smiled. I hope I knew what she meant by talk. Could It Be? "Another hour, another meeting", Thina silently thought as she was driving to meet with yet another client. All though she loved her job she couldn't help but be annoyed by the amount of time she spent on the road, driving from meeting to meeting. This particular client, however, was one of her favorites. She had actually gotten her current job through them. She had been their account manager with her previous employer and when the client decided to change advertising agencies they had recommended her to their new agency, her current employer. The client was a big bank and Thina's current and previous agency handled their entire portfolio from personal banking to the investment arm of the bank. The bank's marketing team was a pleasure to deal with – they knew what they were doing, translated their vision of the bank and its business units into crystal clear briefs, and they were really a bunch of fun-loving and highly intelligent individuals. Every advertising account managers dream. Today's meeting was for a new campaign for the private banking division. They has been voted the "Best Private Bank" in the country for the third time in a row and they wanted to make some noise about it. Today's meeting was going to be a "heavy one" as Stella, the bank's marketing and advertising director, had put it. Apparently the Private Bank unit's new business director and strategy manager were going to attend the meeting, as well as the unit's marketing manager. As much as Thina knew this client's business in and out she just could not wait for the meeting to come and go. "It's Friday, this is my fourth and last meeting today and I promised a colleague I'd attend her dinner birthday celebrations tonight. Lord please let this meeting go smoothly", Thina silently prayed. "Thina, so glad to see you again", said Stella as she hugged Thina. "Always happy to see you too, boss lady. And you definitely have to take me with you next time you go shopping. You look stunning, as always", replied Thina. "Thank you. I promise I will as soon as you deliver a brilliant campaign for the Private Bank. They're such a pain. Don't get me wrong, they make a lot of money for the company but I don't understand why "the suits" have to attend meetings with the advertising agency. Their marketing manager knows their business, strategy, positioning, and mission in and out, so do I and ....", Before Stella could finish her sentence she was interrupted by: "Stella, should we start?" "Of course Erik. Let me introduce you to Thina, our advertising account manager from Rainmaker, our advertising agency. "Erik, I'm Thina Kana, it's a pleasure to meet you", said Thina as she shook his hand and give him her business card. Erik carefully studied the business card: "So you're Tina, just spelled with an H?", he replied, never bothering to look at Thina as he spoke. "Yes, T-H-I-N-A, silent H, that's me. "Ok, Tina with an H. I'm Erik with a "K". Erik Bekker. As the meeting progressed Erik: "Hmm, I like this Thina chick. She's smart and so articulate. "Her lips...and those eyes, they open up when she speaks excitedly. But actually they're shaped almost like an Asian person's eyes." "I don't think we'll have a problem working with her – she's very easy on the eye and she's asking all the right questions. I also like the direction she's suggesting we take for this campaign." Erik was snapped out of his thoughts by the sudden and embarrassing realization that he had a hard-on. "Great. Nice one Erik. Now you have to make sure the meeting drags on a little longer so that your rampant pecker can settle down" He shifted uncomfortably on his chair, thinking about how embarrassing his situation is and thanking God that no one can actually see it while they are all seated. ***** "Thank god it's over", Thina said to herself as she drove home. The meeting had been a long one. Erik, it turns out, is the new Private Bank Business Director – a sales director in layman's terms. And he pretty much dictated the entire meeting. Thina had originally thought it strange when Stella mentioned that he and the strategy manager would be attending the meeting. Normally she would just meet with Stella, who was in charge of the entire group's marketing and advertising efforts, as well as the relevant business unit's marketing manager. But as soon as the meeting started she understood why "the suits" were there. Erik basically drove the meeting. He first explained why he and the Strategy Manager were there – to explain their business to Thina and to make sure that she understood where they are coming from. Five minutes into his presentation Thina had actually silently prayed for the return of the old Business Director, wherever he was....probably deployed to some other unit in the bank...he never attended any of the "advertising agency meetings" – Thina relied on Stella and the Private Bank's marketing manager to brief her. Erik the Nerd, hag prepared and gone through his presentation as if Thina didn't know what the Private Bank was all about: how they handle the day-to-day banking needs of high nett-worth and high-income clients, how they are the investment advisors to these "special and highly valued clients" blah blah blah... Every time Stella explained what their aim with the new campaign was, Erik would jump in with an explanation of how the Private Bank was doing blah blah blah to add to Stella's statements. "Thank God I read through the brief thoroughly and made notes of everything", Thina had actually thought to herself. ***** "You're late" "I'm so sorry, didn't you get my text message? I sent you one telling you I'd be a little late. Long late-afternoon meeting. Then I had to go home, shower and change. Happy birthday girl. I got you something", said Thina as she handed Michelle a wrapped gift. "Thank you dahling, I forgive you for being late." "Thanks your highness", replied Thina jokingly. Michelle was a colleague of Thina's. Today was her birthday and she had invited Thina along with a couple of others from work to join her and her friends for dinner to celebrate her birthday. The two had a good working relationship and got along very well at work but never socialized outside of work so Thina was very surprised when Michelle invited her to dinner, to celebrate her birthday. ***** Dinner was going well. Michelle had also invited her friends and everyone was getting along just fine – lots of alcohol, girl talk about work, men/boyfriends, being single and joking around. Thina excused herself to go to the bathroom and Michelle decided to go with her. As she was waiting in a queue to go into the unisex cubicles, Erik the Nerd walked out of one of the cubicles. Just as he finished washing his hands Thina decide she would say "hi" to him, he was her client after all. Just as he was passing her: "Hi Erik with a K" "Hi..." "Thina....my name is Thina. Thina from Rainmaker. Thina with an H. I met with you and Stella this afternoon." "God I need to stop talking too much", she silently added. "Oh, yes, Tina with an H. I can't wait to see what your agency comes up with. We want to go big with this campaign, you know, make noise about the award we've just won – remind our clients why they're with us. And make the other guys wonder why they're not banking with us." "Oh I'm sure our creative team will exceed your expectations. We'll get back to Stella next week and she'll update you on what we've come up with." Thina silently noted that he was actually quite tall, something she never took note of this past afternoon. He also had grey eyes, also not noted this past afternoon, thanks to the spectacles he had been wearing Lovely grey eyes, piercing eyes. He also seemed friendlier – he had a smile, sort of. He wasn't wearing a jacket and his hair was a little out of place. Maybe it was because they were outside of the work environment but he actually looked quite cute tonight. "Hi Erik, I'm Michelle. I work with Thina." Thina, lost in her thoughts, had completely forgotten about Michelle, who was standing in the bathroom queue with her. "Oh sorry, Michelle this is Erik from FASN Bank, our valued client. Erik, this is my colleague Michelle". "Nice to meet you Michelle", said Erik "The pleasure is mine", replied Michelle "Are you ladies dining alone?", Erik asked, his eyes actually darting from Thina's C-cup breasts to Michelle's smile. "No, we're with a few friends, celebrating Michelle's birthday." "Oh, happy birthday Michelle." "Thank you Erik" "Well, Thina with an H and Michelle, I'm afraid I've got to run back to my table". "Sure. Enjoy your evening". "I will, thanks. You too ladies. Especially the birthday girl." "Thanks Erik", replied Michelle as she pushed Thina towards an empty cubicle. "Ok, so you didn't tell me your late-afternoon meeting was cute", said Michelle as she stood up and pulled her panties up. "Erik?" "Yes, Erik. And he was checking you out Thina." "No Michelle, he wasn't checking me out. We have to be friendly with each other, he's my client . Besides, I don't think I look like his type". "Ok, fine. Whatever", added Michelle as she straightened out her long and straight blond hair. ***** Erik: "Thina with an H has a lovely breasts and her skin looks good against that deep green she's wearing!" "Lovely breasts? Hmmm, since when do you pay attention to black women and their breasts?" "No, I'm not into black women. I just think she looks great. And she's more laid back tonight, unlike this past afternoon. Besides she looks young." Erik was snapped out of his silent conversation with himself by the jeans-encased and nice backside of a woman walking past his table. As his eyes moved from her butt to the rest of her he realized that it was Thina, and Michelle was walking alongside her. "From the gentleman two tables behind you", said the waiter as he placed another around of drinks on the table. Everyone in Thina's table either turned and strained their eyes or just squinted and focused their eyes on the said table. At that very moment Erik raised his glass and silently mouthed "cheers", "Told you he was checking you out", said Michelle "Just because he bought a round of drinks doesn't mean he's checking me out." "Ok, fine whatever. I think you should go over and say thank you". "Why me? It's your birthday and this round is for you...for your birthday." "No, it's not. He doesn't know me from a bar of soap. This is for you Thina." "Thina, Michelle, Ladies. This might be a bit forward of me but would you like to join my friends and I at our table?" "Of course we will", Michelle responded rapidly. As the rest of the table were still trying to wrap their minds around Erik's sudden appearance and question, Michelle was up, clutch bag under her arm and drink in hand, commanding everyone else to gather themselves and their belongings. After Erik introduced himself and his colleagues to the ladies who had just joined them, Michelle took upon herself to do the same for the girls, mentioning Thina lastly and telling the whole table that Erik, the host, was Thina's client. ****** Erik" "Thina with an H smells good" "Erik! You are into this black girl." "No, I'm not! She was sitting right next to me and she just smells good, that's all. I could be smelling anyone from this distance or lack thereof." "Great another hard-on. What is she doing to me? This is the second time I've had such a reaction from her. What is she doing to me? I have to stop talking to myself. Why does this woman make me have conversations with myself in my own head? ***** After hours of getting to know each other, joking around and drinking, the party was dissolving. One by one people excused themselves to go home. And when Thina excused herself to go home Erik found himself volunteering to walk her to her car. As they were snaking their way through the restaurant towards the door he felt compelled to wrap his arm around her waist but stopped himself. "Let's just stick to small talk and getting her to her car without causing a scene", he silently thought. After reaching her car, she leaned against the door, facing him: "Thank you, for walking me to my car and for inviting my friends and I to join you. We had a great time", Thina said. "Why is he standing so close to me?", she silently added. Without any thought or doubt, Erik grabbed her, pulled her close to him and kissed her. A long, deep, furious kiss. Her initial shock made her unable to return his kiss but as soon as she regained her senses she found herself kissing him back. He held on to her tighter. She lifted her one hand to the back of his head and shoved his face into hers. She felt his hard-on and moaned. His hands went for her butt. He pushed her against the car and her body made a sound as it slammed against it. "You're so sexy, Thina with an H", Erik murmured while still kissing her. "Uh huh", she replied. Realizing that her body was actually on fire, what with the deep passionate kissing and raging erection pressed against her; Thina decided that she needed to come up for air. After what seemed like eternity, she pulled back and pushed him away. He looked at her, as if he expected her sudden rejection and said: "Is there a particular reason why your name is spelt with a silent H, Tina with an H? "My name is Xhosa, Thina means "us" – my parents waited a long while before they had me and they're very much into this "us", "all of one" and "one for all" thing. Basically one is nothing without the others, it's all about "us". "Ok, that's cool:, Erik replied, quickly realizing that he actually didn't know any Xhosa at all. He felt a little ashamed that this ethnic language was foreign to him even though it's so widely spoken in his country. Why you are Erik with a K instead of a C?" she asked, sensing his sudden tensing. But he still stood so close to her she could feel his breath bounce against her skin. "Oh, my father's name is Hendrik and I'm sort of named after him. My elder brother is Hendrik Jr. My parents couldn't exactly call me Endrik do they settled for Erik. I'm Afrikaner". "Ok. That's nice", Thina replied. "Hey, I don't want to keep you and get you in trouble with your boyfriend or something. I also have to go home soon. So goodnight Thina", Erik shifted uneasily from one leg to the other as he said this. "No one 's waiting up for me, it's just me." "That's good...I mean OK" "Goodnight Erik. I had a great time" "Me too. Goodnight", Erik hugged her as he said this. ****** Erik "Idiot. You kiss her , nearly rip her clothes off in the middle of a parking lot, and then make small talk about your names? Is that the best you can do", Erik asked himself as he walked to his car. "Now she probably thinks you're weird." "Get a grip of yourself, she a beautiful and smart black woman. She's probably not into you. Besides, thanks to the history of this country you live in almost all black people probably hate your people, the Afrikaners...they blame you for apartheid and their centuries of suffering." "She so sexy and beautiful and easy to talk to though. I get a hard on practically everytime I focus on her for more than two minutes." "Why didn't I hang out with more black people when I was growing up maybe if I used to their company and cultures this feeling that this woman gives me wouldn't feel so damn..." "God she sexy, I wonder how she is." "Have to check is she got home safe." Meanwhile, Thina was also having a mini conversation with herself as she drove home: "That was weird. He's a client and he's white!" "But he's so good looking and such a good kisser." "Easy girl, this was a once-off thing. Next week you have to be on top of your game again at work. So forget tonight." Just as she reached her apartment, she got a text message: HOPE U GOT HOME SAFE, ERIK. "I DID, THANKS" was her response. After walking into her apartment, as she was kicking her shoes off, another text message: I ALSO WENT HOME AFTER SEEING YOU OFF. YOU'RE GOOD KISSER THINA. GOODNIGHT. Her response: SO ARE YOU ERIK. GOODNIGHT That night both Erik could not sleep. All he could think about was Thina and his dick was as hard as a rock. After getting up and taking a cold shower in the crazy hours of the night he went back to bed but he still could not get any sleep.