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Logically Speaking....

By: IvoryItalian



"Good Morning Denver, Colorado." It is now 4 a.m. and I am off for the day. My day ends when your day starts. Have a good one and button up, people. It will be one heck of a blizzard later this day."    Olivia smiled as she clicked off all the online and on air buttons. Stew, her manager gave her the thumbs up and left the room. Olivia stood up and stretched. Her show was on air from 9 p.m. until 3 a.m. . She discussed everything, no holding back. But, she always used logical in her discussions which led to many heated on air debates with her callers. She slipped off her slippers, pushed her red painted toe nails into the thick winter socks and padded softly to her nearby office. 

 Olivia checked her reflection in the ceiling to floor glass walls as she walked to her office. Her shoulder length auburn hair was pulled up into a sloppy knot, her green,blue eyes looked tired back at herself. She was 42 years old, never married, and had no children. She wanted children but she could not find a man who was not led by his cock. She wanted someone as intelligent and logical as herself. Her once altheltic body was getting soft. She has a perfect cola bottle shape. Her ass was getting bigger as her waist too because Olivia stopped going to the gym. She grew so tired of the meat market atmosphere. She just wanted to workout without seeing women and men preen like peacocks around the gym.

  Olivia put on her chocolate wool long, button down coat, red ear muffs and red leather gloves. Her feet were encased in the most expensive Uggs she ever bought but those bad boys were water proof and went to her knees, keeping out any cold. She pushed the elevator button and waited. She was so caught up in her daydreaming that she did not notice when someone stood next to her. As the elevator doors opened, she heard "Excuse me, are you getting on?" in a rich deep baritone voice that caused her to jump. She looked up, way up into a pair of dark ebony eyes.

He had to be at least 6 foot 4 . His shoulders were so thick, and his skin was a beautiful dark mahogany color. He placed his long fingered hand on her back as he spoke again.

"Ma'm? Are you okay?" She watched his perfectly shaped lips smile as he spoke. Olivia blinked.

"I am so sorry. I guess I am more tired than I thought." She murmured as she walked inside of the elevator. Her lowered her eyes to check out his suit and shoes without him openingly noticing her checking him out. He had on an custom fit Italian coal black 3 piece suit. His shoes were at least a size 14 and were Italian made too. Olivia noticed his nails to be manicured as he fiddled with his briefcase. 

She thought to herself, "Now this is a real business man who knows how to dress."

"I have not seen you before. My name is David Braxton." He extended his large hand to her. He noticed her checking him out. He hid the smile as he introduced himself to her. He knew who she was, he saw pictures of her around the office but he never met her.

Olivia peeled off one glove and placed her small but firm hand into his and they shook hands. She felt his heat soar up her arm, the hairs on her arm stood up. She gasped ever so lightly, not to give herself away. Her hazel eyes widened just a smidge when he smiled. David had one of those smiles that took a woman's breath away because his smile was so sincere and his eyes lit up as he smiled.

 "Olivia Pratt." she said as she put her leather glove back on, but, she felt his warmth linger on her fingers.

"I am usually the only person here, so forgive me, if I am quiet." She explained as the elevators doors opened.

"Well, I was called into the station for a late emergency meeting and now , I am going out to home. Cook myself a hot Colorado breakfast and hit the hay." he laughed as he spoke.

They continued to walk together to the garage.

"A meeting? That is odd." Olivia's brows wrinkled.

"Bronson.." David said.

Olivia smiled. "Bronson." They laughed. Everyone knew Bronson, the owner, had odd hours. So they both understood without an explanation.

David moved a little closer to Olivia as they walked. "Does your husband mind your hours?" he asked her. Olivia smiled as she answered. "I am not married. I doubt any man could deal with my hours." 

David frowned slightly "Why is that?" Olivia stopped next to her car. 

"Well, the men I have met want a wife home or to have traditional hours so she can still cater to him." 

David laughed loudly causing Olivia to jump. "Well, I guess there are still some neanderthals out there." Olivia laughed at that remark.

"I know we just met, but, I like talking to you, Olivia. WOuld you want to have breakfast with me?" David asked her.

Olivia never met someone so forward and friendly as David. He really seemed like he had no hidden agenda. 

David could see her anxiety. "Hang on. " he said as he placed his briefcase on the cement floor and touched his ear piece. "Hello B. Listen, I would like you to tell Olivia that she will be safe eating breakfast with me. Yes, Olivia Pratt." 

David handed over his ear piece to Olivia.

She held it to her ear after sliding the muff back. "Hello?"

She heard Bronson's scruffy voice affirm to her that she was in the safest hands that he had ever met and to enjoy her breakfast.

Olivia was speechless as David took back the ear piece. "Well?" he asked her.

Logically, she knew it was not okay to go somewhere with a strange man. Her stomach rumbled loudly, so loud that he laughed. "Well, I think Olivia Pratt, that your stomach made the decision for you."

"Why don't you follow me in your car? I think you will feel safer, if you know you can make a quick get away in your vehicle. Right? " David said, with a smile on his face.

Olivia blushed, ducking her head in embarrassment that he read her mind. David chuckled as he walked to his Mercedes.

The snow had started to come down heavy by the time they left the underground garage. Olivia had no problem with her all wheel terrain Rogue. She was surprised to see his Mercedes handling the snow with no problems. The drive was a mere 15 minutes. She followed him, pulling up into a long winding driveway. His house was more of a log cabin house. Beautifully nestled amongst fur trees. The neighbors house was about 4 thousand feet away on both sides. It was beautiful, seeing the heavy snow fall over the quiet neighborhood. The soft street lamps glowed, the only sound was the snow as it touched the ground or roof tops and trees. Most people didn't listen to snow , they just complained about it.

Olivia loved the snow. She could never get enough. Which was why she moved from Florida to Colorado 20 years ago. She manuevered her vehicle behind his and parked it. Her door opened. David extended his hand to her.

"It can be slipperey here." He explained as she allowed him to gently guide her up the wood steps.

"Oh. I forgot to ask." Are You afraid of dogs?" he asked as he pushed a code into his door lock. No keys needed.

"Nope." she answered.

As David opened his heavy Oak door, a blur of tan fur flew past him and jumped onto Olivia.

She fell to the ground,laughing as his Great Dane licked her make up off.

"Daisy! No! Daisy! " David grabbed her collar and barked a sharp command. Daisy sat down, her tail wagging a mile a minute, The dog actually looked like she was smiling.

"I am so sorry. Sometimes she still gets crazy for company.." he explained as he helped Olivia up, wiping the snow off her coat.

"Are you okay?" he asked her, looking worried.

Olivia laughed. " I am fine. She is a beauty." As they walked inside his warm home, Daisy walked next to Olivia, pushing her hand with her nose.

Olivia gasped. The high vaulted ceilings, open floor plan, large lit fireplace. Was not what she expected for a man. 

David took her coat and gloves and ear muffs for her. He laughed as she handed over her muffs. "I didn't know people still wore these."

"Hey, don't knock them. I hate hats. So..." Olivia walked to the huge fireplace and sat next to it.

David smiled at her serene appearance. "I am going to get out of this suit. Make yourself comfortable. " He watched as Daisy followed Olivia around. Olivia settled down in a over stuffed tan recliner . Daisy sat next to her, her large heavy head on Olivia's lap. Olivia caressed Daisy's head.

David changed from his suit to jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He strode quietly down the stairs. He looked over to see Olivia sound asleep in his favorite chair. Daisy was sleeping at her feet. David sat on the couch and soon he fell asleep too. 

 Olivia woke up with a start. She looked around, disoriented. She heard the sound of running water. She walked up the stairs, to a room that must have been the Master room. She saw the bathroom door wide open. She looked in and saw David in his shower. The doors were clear. The water came from a huge showerhead that hung above his head. He was washing his body. Olivia admired David's toned physic. When he turned towards her, she gasped. His penis was full fleged hard and large. His hands soaped up his penis and balls. His eyes were closed as he allowed the water to run over his body.

Olivia turned, very embarrassed, she ran down to the kitchen. She sat there until David came down a few minutes later.

"Hey there! You are awake. " He smiled as he grabbed the eggs, bacon, ham, peppers and onions.

He was unaware of what happened. He wondered why she looked a little peakish. "You feeling ok?' He asked her as he chopped the food up.

"Um, yeah. I just feel , bad that I fell asleep." she murmured.

"Hey. No prob. Wanna help me out?" He handed her a pan and fork.

Together they cooked an old fashion Colorado omlette. He brewed fresh coffee and they sat together enjoying the food and company. They talked for hours. They bickered and voices raised in very opinionated moments but they both enjoyed the topics and conversations.

They washed the dishes, though they did not have to because he had a dishwasher. They moved over to the fireplace and talked for a few more hours.

"I have to confess something to you Olivia.' David said, looking a bit humble.

"Yes?"

"Well, do you remember a caller challenging you on the topic of love and logic?" he asked her.

Olivia laughed out loud. "Do I ever! I mean, what a show that was. So many people called in and they were so passionate about that subject. But, him. Yes. I remember. I just could not believe a man said those things."

David grew quiet. "Well ,why not?" he asked her.

"First of all there is no such thing as love and logic together. It is one or the other. And in my experience it has always been a woman that believed that. Not men. Olivia scoffed.

David looked miffed. "There can be a balance you know." he softly replied , carefully watching her reaction.

Olivia laughed, "That is so funny. you sound just like that caller." Then she looked at David. Her stomach dropped.

"No way. " she said.

David smiled lifting his hands up.

"That was you?" she squealed.

"I have to say you are one most adamant lady." he said. His dark eyes measuring her reactions .

Olivia chewed on her lip as she thought about that show. Their conversation was extremely stimulating and heated. It had her thinking of what type of man the caller was for a long time.

"Wasn't that your most highly rated show? You had the most callers that night?" he asked her, watching her range of emotions play across her face.

"Yes. I just can not put the two together, David." Olivia softly replied.

David asked softly, "Is that because you always have to be logical? Always in control?"

Olivia looked pissed at his question. 

David answered for her. "It is. You have never allowed yourself to let go have you?"

Olivia turned her head away. Her hair fell across her face. David could see freckles sprinkled across her cheeck bones.

David moved her hair back so she had to look at him. 

"I can show you Olivia, that there is nothing to be afraid of." 

David kissed her. Olivia did not know why she let him kiss her but she did. His lips softly nibbled at her, asking for permission to come in. She moaned, responding to him. David took this as a yes and pressed into Olivia, his mouth hungry for hers. Olivia opened her lips, David's tongue caressed her teeth then found her hesitant tongue .

Olivia started to pull away but he held her head in his hands, not letting their mouths part. 

Olivia had not felt ...so excited, she wanted David so badly.

David pulled her up against his hard body, his hands pulled her head back. His mouth devoured her neck as his hands roamed over her curvy body. Her full tits pressed into his stomach. She felt his cock pushing against his jeans . She held onto his thick shoulders as he pulled off her blouse. He unsnapped her black bra, watching as she blushed gracefully when he admired her 38d's. He knelt down, rubbed her thick blushed colored nipples over his lips, groaning when he took one in his hot mouth. 

Olivia cried out when his mouth took in her hard nipple and his fingers teased and squeezed her other nipple at the same time. Her legs nearly buckled underneath her. David teased her nipples unmercifully, enjoying Olivia's reactions, the sound of her crying out in pleasure. He gently guided her to the floor on her back. He straddled her body as they kissed. 

"David........this is not logical. I am scared...we should be.." she moaned as his full, soft lips stopped her talking.

"Sh. Let go. Trust me Olivia." 

It was the way he said that, that made her not question him , not be afraid for the first time in her life. She closed her eyes and exhaled, allowing all the pent up tension and worries and pain go.

David watched Olivia as she exhaled. He literally saw her let go. He pulled at her long , hard nipples. She cried out, arching her back pressing her creamy ivory tits into his large dark hands. David took her nipples into his hungry mouth. It had been four years since he last had a sexual relationship, he was ready to explode.

He kissed his way down her stomach, unbuttoned her jeans, unzipped them and rolled them down her shaking legs as he kissed every part of her skin while doing so. She had on black lace thong.

David moved the tiny material aside, letting his finger caress her wetness. 

Olivia moaned as David teased her. He ripped her thong, and cupped her wet pussy while looking at her face. 

She pulled at his shirt. He leaned back, removed his shirt. Olivia drooled at the sight of his ebony skin, his hard, thick abs. He stood up, his eyes locked with her's as he peeled down his tight jeans. His 10 inch long , thick veined cock bounced off his stomach.

Olivia nearly fainted in awe. David laid on his back, pulling Olivia on top of him. She kissed his glistening skin, her tongue trailing down to his cock. She wanted, his cock something fierce. Her auburn hair caressed his skin as she moved down his body. He felt her hands softly take hold of his aching cock. She ran her hands down the length of his cock, then he felt searing heat and an excruciatating softness encompass his cock. He gasped loudly as she moved her tongue over the shaft. He almost came right there so he pulled her hips up over his head, her knees straddling his head, He slapped her ass as he pulled her over his hungry mouth. She moaned as he pulled her pussy down to his mouth. He slid his tongue over her wet slit, rolling his tongue over her sensitve clit. 

  Olivia nearly screamed and came when David sucked her clit. He pushed two long , thick fingers up into her slippery pussy as he sucked her clit.

Olivia did let out a low cry as his moved his fingers in and out, his other hand pushed her swollen lips back so he could tease and suck her tiny, but swollen clit. It didn't take long, soon Olivia was quivering, raking his thighs with her nails as she grunted, groaned and shook, cumming in his mouth, hard, hot and fast.

She fell over his legs, physically exhausted, panting heavily. David drank her juices, lapped her creamy juices. When he finished she collapsed.

He lifted her, turned her around, and watched her eyes as he slowly entered her cream filled pussy. 

 Olivia threw her head back, bucked, raked his chest as he slowly stretched her tight, nearly virginal pussy. 

"Damn Olivia!" David moaned as he guided her hips in a slow rolling movement.

Olivia was making soft mewing sounds, and crying at the same time. "Feel so good, good....." she moaned as she grinded against him.

He managed to finally get all his thick cock inside of her. He wanted to explode so badly. Her tightness, her heat was so perfect. Her tits bounced with each thrust, her skin flushed with excitement, her breathing matched his. He was more turned on than ever because she trusted him, because her ivory skin so clashed against his ebony skin, yet they moved in perfect unity.

He could feel her getting ready to orgasm again, her pussy walls clenched his cock tightly as she shook and screamed on top of him.

"Fuck woman!!" he cried out. He pulled out of her, flipped her on her knees and impaled her throbbing cunt. They both screamed loudly as he thrust deeply inside of her. He lifted her hips higher. His balls slapped her ass, the sound of skin slapping skin, the sounds of their pleasuring cries filled the room, the smell of sex floated around the room as the fire continued to crackel.

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" David yelled as he finally came. He grunted, held her hips tightly as he filled her.

Olivia came with him. Her juices creamed his cock. She clenched his cock, jerking, shaking as her body rocked with orgasms over and over.

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One month later-Olivia moved in with David. David proposed to her the night she moved in with him.

8 Months later their daughter is born. Heaven Joy Pratt Braxton. Two months later they married with Daisy at their side..

Her show became even more well known when she admitted that love and logic can work together.