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"Lauren's Story"
   by Gary Clark
   
   
Chapter One
California

We met while I was at a Medical Conference in Atlanta several
years ago. I saw him across a crowded meeting room; a light
skinned black man that had the looks of a movie star. He was a
tall and well built. I could tell from his posture and mannerisms
that he must be the man that I had heard a few other ladies
talking about in the bathroom.

It was not long before I made my way over to him. I introduced
myself. "Hi, my name is Lauren." He smiled. "I work for the
American Heart Association. Have we met before?" Okay, I knew
that was an old pick up line but I really had the feeling I knew
him. "No, I do not believe we have. My name is Ronald Rushton.  I
work for Stanford Medical Center in California." I looked at his
name tag and it said, "Dr. R. Rushton."

After our introductions, I found out he was there as the speaker
for the night. I looked in my brochure after he walked away and I
saw his picture and read his bio. He was an AIDS research expert
with years of experience. He had written several medical
textbooks being used by some of the best professors in the
country. He had received a lot of his education in Europe.  The
speech was captivating. I never lost interest once. After the
lecture and meeting was over he walked up to me and another lady
I was talking to and joined in our conversation.  That night we
ended up talking for hours. By midnight and several drinks later
we divulged more into our personal lives.

He was married to a women five years his senior whom he met while
in Europe, that from all accounts only loved his money, but could
take or leave him. I was in a marriage in which I was miserable.
Married to an attorney afforded me a lot of things. In fact
everything a person could ask for, that is except the physical
needs a women at my age needed. My husband, ten years my senior
viewed me as a trophy wife. I knew our marriage had potential but
he had become so self involved that I was left neglected. I had
grown tired of it and was contemplating a divorce. I found it so
easy to talk to Ronald. His eyes lit up and even sparkled when he
spoke. His teeth we perfect and when he smiled I could tell he
had a warmth to him that I had not seen in a while. At the end of
the night we exchanged work numbers and email addresses.

After returning home, I found things to be the same. I knew
something had to give. Over the course of the next few months
Ronald and I kept an email friendship up. Everyday we exchanged
long emails. Finally after I felt I could not take my home life
anymore, I put in a request for leave to my employer for eight
weeks. I emailed Ronald to tell him I was going to fly to St.
Croix for a couple of weeks and I would talk to him when I got
home. It had only been five minutes since hitting the send button
before my phone rang. It was Ronald. "Lauren." he said. "It is
Ron. I hope you do not have your mind set on St Croix, because I
have another offer for you." I perked up a little and asked "Oh
really, like what" ? He proceeded to tell me that he owned a
little condo type beach home in California that is about an hour
away from where he works and he would not mind at all is I came
out there and stayed for a while. He said it would be very
private and that way I could do some deep soul searching. "No
strings attached at all." he added. I thought for about three
minutes and said, " YES, I would love it."

Once in California, Ronald met me at the airport and drove me to
the beach house. I was surprised at the simple beauty of the
little cottage style home. His wife, he explained had taken their
daughter and her mother to Europe for the summer so there would
not be any interruptions or explanations needed. "She does not
care for the beach too much,"  Ronald said. "She only bought it,
I think to drain my pocket book and so she would be able to say
she owns a beach home." He laughed out loud at his comments and
those beautiful teeth shined. Once my bags were unloaded he said
his good- byes and told me he would come by after work on Monday
to check on me to see if I needed anything. "Ronald, wait a
minute." I said as he was turning to leave. I walked over to him
and hugged him. "Thank you, friend. This means a lot to me." He
held on to me for a few seconds and for some very strange, reason
I felt slightly excited by his touch. "STOP IT." I thought to
myself. That is not what I came out here for. He released his
hold of me and grinned and said "See you in a couple of days."

I was lying in bed that night trying to go to sleep, thinking
about Ronald and the emotion I had for him when he hugged me. It
was odd for me to feel this way. I had not thought of Ronald as
anything other than a friend up to that point not to mention that
with me being from the south and having been raised in the utmost
southern way, the idea of white and black races being attracted
to each other was too far off my beaten path.


Chapter Two 
Dinner Guest

Monday arrived faster than I thought. Sunday had been a blur of
unpacking and organizing things and of course a little R and R on
the beach. Ronald had stated he would be by after work so that
left me wondering if he would be here before or after dinner. I
decided to be on the safe side I would cook extra. I chose
grilled shrimp, potatoes au gratin and asparagus for the menu. I
was just about to finish a bottle of blush zinfandel when I heard
his voice. "Hello!" he yelled. "Come around to the patio." I
yelled back. He came through the gate and flashed that beautiful
smile. Be still my restless heart I thought to myself. He was
wearing navy colored gym shorts and a white muscle shirt. He
obviously worked out before he stopped by. "Hey you"  he said.
"Hi." I replied. "I cooked enough for an army if you would like
to stay and eat."    "Are you kidding." he said. "With my wife
gone for the next month or so, I will take any offer you feel
free to make."  I blushed at the bold statement he made and he
noticed. "Oh Lauren, I am sorry, I did not mean that the way it
sounded. I just meant that I would not turn down any home cooked
meals."

I laughed and shook my head and finished taking the shrimp off
the grill. The music from the house was playing loud enough to
vaguely hear it outside. He kept looking at me with this look I
had not seen from him before. He told me I looked pretty and that
red was a good color for me. I had a red sundress on. I looked
him over without noticing I was doing so and said, "You look
really good to me too."  Oh bother, did that not sound desperate
or what? As I brushed past him he grabbed my hand and asked me if
I would like to dance. I nodded yes. As we were dancing he pulled
me closer to him. I did not resist. I could feel the muscles in
his arm as he held me.

He leaned back and looked at me and said, "Lauren, you are a
beautiful women. I am not sure why but you are affecting me in a
way that I cannot explain."  I looked down as not to make eye
contact until I could think of the right response to that
comment. He grabbed my chin and tried to kiss me. I pushed away
and walked into the house. Oh my god what am I doing. I wanted
him too. But this was not what I needed right now. What am I
suppose to do I asked myself. I heard him come up behind me and
touch my waist. "I am sorry if that made you uncomfortable, I
will not try again."  I looked up at him and as if I did not have
any control over my action reached out and put my arms around
him. "Hold me Ronald." I whispered,  " I am not sorry you tried."
He pulled me closer, so close that I could feel the effects of
his excitement through his shorts as he pressed his pelvis
against my stomach.

We began dancing slowly across the room until I had reached the
back of the wall in the living room. He gently pushed me back
against the wall, leaned down and began to kiss my neck. I had
ever been intimate with a black man. He knew exactly how to touch
me. His touch was unreal and I knew from that moment what was
going to happen. He was on one knee now as he kissed my stomach.
My heart was pounding in my throat. What am I doing? He rubbed my
legs softly, his tongue softly licking circles around my belly
button. I began to move my hips in a way that let him know I
approved. I wanted him.

He reached under my dress and removed my panties. I sighed
slightly as his hands moved down my thighs. Still on one knee, he
lifted my left leg and placed it over his shoulder. Slowly and
deliberately his tongue made its way to my wanting and waiting
pussy. I was already wet from the anticipation of what he was
doing. He began licking my clit. "Oh god, Ronald."..I whispered.
I could hear him utter, "Do you like that."  "Oh yes,,,I love
it." I replied. My hips moved in the rhythm of his tongue. My
cunt was swelling and I could feel the pressure as his tongue
pressed harder against it. I leaned my head back and closed my
eyes and moaned louder. "Don't stop...oh god... oh god....yes....
ohhhh,." I could not help what was coming out of my mouth.  He
then slid two fingers inside me as his tongue massaged my clit.
It was almost more that I could stand. "Oh shiiiiit, Ronald,
YESSS...FASTER...please...please...oh yes!!!"

He was licking me like you would an ice-cream cone as his fingers
jabbed in and out of me faster and faster. My juices were flowing
freely and were beginning to run down my leg. He stopped from
time to time and licked it off my leg. "God Lauren you taste
good...damn baby, you taste soooo good."  He leaned back slightly
and I caught a glimpse of his cock. It was HUGE. I had never seen
a black cock before and to be honest I thought the size of black
cock was over dramatized but I knew differently now. I was
breathing heavier and heavier and I could tell I was about to
cum. I did not want to cum this way. I wanted to cum with him
inside of me. I pushed his head away, and in a desperate voice
told him, "I want you to fuck me, Ronald. I want you now."

With that he stood up and all in one motion lifted me so that I
could wrap my legs around his waist as he pushed me down onto his
erect cock. It would not go all the way in at first. "Oh baby,
you are so tight,"  Ronald whispered to me. I could feel the head
of his huge cock entering me.  He was pushing me slightly against
the wall as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me. I used
my legs to lift myself up and down on his huge member and with
each downward stroke I eased him further inside of me.  He was so
strong and he used his strength to lift my 118-pound frame as if
I was a small child. You could hear the sound of my fluid as his
dick pumped in and out of my pussy. Our rhythm was perfect. He
began fucking me harder and faster and with each stroke I moaned
louder. He was big. A little too big for me and it hurt when he
pulled me down hard. The base of it was rubbing against my clit,
which was driving me insane with ecstasy. I glanced up at his
eyes and I could tell he was enjoying this as much as I. "Oh yeah
Lauren that's it baby." he said as I began to move faster, my
breast bouncing up and down as I moved. His hands gripped my hips
so hard as he slammed himself into me that I was sure I was going
to have bruises.  Oh god...ummmm......ummmm.....yesss I felt a
warm sensation come over me and I knew I was close to cumming.
"That's it, Lauren ...cum for me...cum for me...yea baby do it" 
he said. I began to breath heavier and heavier the closer I got.
Ahh ahh ahh...oh yessss Ronald FUCK ME I screamed... just then my
cunt began to spasm and my whole body went in to an orgasmic
convulsion. "I am cummming. Oh god yesssssss." My legs tighten
around his waist trying to slow him but he didn't. The orgasm hit
me like a ton of bricks and for a brief moment it felt as though
I as going to explode. OHHH GODDDDD!!!!!!! Just as the wave began
to pass I could feel his movement quicken and his breathing got
faster. "OH SHIIIITTTT!!!!!"  I heard him say through clenched
teeth. He was cumming....I moved up and down as his hands guided
my hips. He was ramming it all the way in. God it hurt. I
whispered to him, "yea baby, come on...oh yea...............god
you feel sooooo good............don't stop." I could feel his hot
wad of cum as it shot out into me. His body jerked and his
movement slowed.  His body began to relax, as did his grip on my
hips. After he came he pulled me close to him, kissed me and
helped me off of him. He smiled at me and said "You are
wonderful, Lauren."  "You are too"  I replied, almost
embarrassed. He kissed me softly and asked if he could shower.

After we both had showered we devoured the dinner I had cooked.
We lay in the hammock out back afterwards sipping wine talking
about some of our sexual preferences. I told him that I was very
submissive by nature sexually and that I enjoyed being made or
told what to do. I shared with him that I loved role-playing.
This seemed to really turn him on. He told me of some of his
secret desires, which intrigued me as well. One of our fantasies
that we both had was role-playing the "intruder"  scenario.
Something we both had never done but wanted to.  We began
discussing what had previously transpired between us.

I reminded him that we were both married and that we had to be
very discrete about it. "Lauren, I do not know how you feel about
it, but I do not want this to be a one night stand."  I would
like for us to be together again. I grinned and kissed his
forehead and told him we would just have to see about it. He
slapped me on the ass and got up. " I have to go, I have to be at
the hospital at 7 am." I told him I understood that I had to get
to bed soon to because I had a big day planned for tomorrow on
the beach drinking wine coolers all day. He laughed a big laugh.
I walked over to him and hugged him tight and told him I enjoyed
our night. As he was walking out the door, he stopped and looked
at me and said "you are so amazing, Lauren... you really are."
and he turned and left. Wow, he thinks I am amazing. It had been
a long time since anyone thought I was amazing. I went to bed
that night thinking about those words. It was not long before I
drifted off into a deep sleep.


Chapter Three
Fresh Air

The super market that was just one block away always offered the
best selection in fresh fruit. Everything from papayas to mangos
to granny smith apples to the most beautiful cherries you have
ever seen. In the two and a half weeks that I had now been living
in Ron's beach home I had gotten use to the sort walk every
morning. It gave me a chance to meet a few of my neighbors, which
lived down the beach a bit. Since the first sexual encounter,
Ronald and I had since been together several times. I was getting
use to him coming over in the afternoons after work but I worried
that the routine may become habit and you know what they say
about habits... they are hard to break. On my way back from the
grocery and my morning walk I noticed from a distance Ronald's
car sitting in the front of the house. When I walked up the steps
to go inside I saw him sitting on the front porch swing. "Hey
babe, why are you not at work today." I asked. "Where have you
been Lauren!"  he replied. I was a little taken back by his
forwardness. " I walked to the store just like I do every
morning...why?"  He stood up and took the sack from my hands and
walked inside without saying anything. I followed behind. "What's
wrong Ronald" ? "Nothing." he said, "I was surprised when you
were not here and it scared me. Anyway, I took the day off and
wanted to know if you wanted to spend it together."  I said,
"Sure, what do you have in mind" ? "A drive up the coast. ." he
replied, "but before we leave, Lauren I have a request." "Okay."
I said. "When ever I am around I want you to wear a skirt or
loose legged shorts without any panties on. I never want to walk
in this house and find you with any on. "God Ronald, that is a
bold request"  I shot back, "Any reasoning in your bizarre
request" ? He looked me dead in the eye without a smile and said
"I want to have immediate access whenever I want it, so please do
as I asked." I went to the bedroom and sat on the bed for a
second thinking about what he said. I get it! He is playing into
my sexual fantasy of being controlled, that's it. Whew, I thought
he was going off the deep end. When I came out of the bedroom I
was wearing a thin light cotton mini skirt and spaghetti strapped
white shirt (no panties). He smiled and asked me if I was ready
to go. "Whenever you are."

Ronald had a baby blue convertible Mercedes. The sun felt great
as it beat down on my shoulders, the wind blowing in my hair. I
loved this. After we had been driving for quite some time Ronald
leaned over and kissed me. "Lauren, I have enjoyed the time we
are having with each other. You are like a breath of fresh air to
me."  As well as you are to me Ronald,"  I said. A few moments
passed as he began rubbing my leg he said, "Lauren, I want to see
your pussy. Show it to me, now." I was a little shocked but
turned on at the same time. "Okay baby." I leaned the seat far
back and put my right leg on the dashboard, lifted my skirt and
exposed to him my shaved cunt. "Touch yourself, Lauren"  Ronald
said with a stern but soft voice. I began to rub myself. God,
what a turn on it was. I loved him watching me masturbate. I
rubbed slowly and watched him as he glanced at me between times
of watching the road. I really began to get into it. I could tell
Ronald was too. I could feel an orgasm building but the sound of
a horn from an oncoming car made me jump. Ronald had been
watching me and not the road and had swerved into the other
oncoming lane of traffic. "Baby, you are going to get me killed,"
 he laughed. "There is a park about 10 miles up the road. I
brought a blanket. We can get out and find a secluded place if
you want."  I would love that, I replied.

The park was more of a nature trail but seemed to have very well
maintained walking paths. We waked for over a mile when we saw a
clearing off to the side. We got off the main path and made our
way to the place we had seen. On the other side of the clearing
was a bluff of different trees and bushes, which ran along a
small stream. It was very private. Ronald laid the blanket out on
the ground and took his shoes off. I walked down to the little
stream and splashed around for a few minutes. The water was
freezing, but I loved the way it felt running between my toes. It
reminded me a little of home.

There is a creek I use to go to all the time as a child with my
family and we would put a watermelon between a couple of big
rocks or stumps in the water and let the cold water run over it
while we swam and played. By the time we were ready to cut it the
meat of the watermelon was ice cold.  I stood in the middle of
the stream and wondered if anyone had ever done that here. "Hey
baby, come here,"  I heard him call moments later. I walked back
over to where he was. God, what a beautiful man. He was so cute.
His eyes sparkled. They melted me every time he looked at me. I
was beginning to think I was smitten with him.  He was lying
naked on the blanket with a hard on. His huge black cock was
standing straight up and looked as intimidating as usual. He was
rubbing himself slowly and gazing at me. He had a hungry look in
his eye that I had seen before, which drove me crazy. "There is
something you have not done and that I want from you."  Ronald
said. "Anything you want baby"  I said. "I want you to suck my
cock." I want you to crawl on your knees to me and beg me to let
you suck me."  I loved this. I did as I was told to do. I knelt
down and crawled very slowly toward him until I was in between
his already spread legs. I looked at him as a child that had been
scolded looks at her daddy, pouting. "Please, sir, can I suck
you, pleeeeease, I promise it will me good and if it's not you
can spank me.

I saw him grin and then he nodded yes. I had never given a black
man a blowjob. I was very nervous. When I got closer to him and
put my face close to his cock, I whispered,  "talk dirty to me
baby." He reached down and grabbed my hair, pulled it hard and
said, "Now suck it bitch." He pushed my head down onto his dick,
by my hair. Being that I am into light pain, this was a huge turn
on. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and began to lick it
softly. He placed his arms behind his head and uttered, "That's
it, you slut, that's it."  I began to take more and more of it in
my mouth and as I did I could feel his member growing larger and
larger. I relaxed my jaw and began to swallow his cock. I pushed
it deep down my throat then pulled it out all the way to the end
as my lips milked pre-cum from the tip of the head then all the
way down my throat again. He yanked his hands from behind his
head and put them on my shoulders. "God Damn, Lauren, how in the
fuck are you doing that." I took it out of my mouth and licked my
lips and smiled at him and said, "Do you like it." "Like it, he
replied, I fucking love it. No woman has ever done that to me
before."  "Good, now I have a request for you." I said.  "I will
do anything as long as you keep doing that,"  he begged. I told
him I wanted him to let me lay down on my back and with him over
me I wanted him to fuck my mouth. He did as I asked. He had his
hands on the ground above my head. One knee was on the ground
while his other foot was on the ground on the other side of me.
He was fucking my mouth faster and faster. "Oh yea bitch, that's
it. Suck my black cock, you fucking whore."  " I bet you like
black cock now don't you?"

His words excited me so much that my juices were dripping down
between my ass cheeks. With one hand I reached down and touched
my self and lubricated my middle and pointer finger. I let my
fingers linger there and play with my clit. I was so wet that as
my fingers moved around and around the tip of my pussy I could
feel the cum oozing from inside me. I took my fingers away and
reached between Ronald's legs and as I was still being mouth
fucked I began to fondle his rectum with my wet finger. I circled
the outside edge of his asshole while barely inserting the very
tip of my finger. He moaned "oh yeees"  and began to move his ass
toward my fingers. I inserted my middle finger all the way into
his rectum and began massaging the inside of his rectal cavity.
"Oh goddd yeees, he moaned louder. His moans caused me to have a
spontaneous orgasm without any stimulation. I sucked him faster
and deeper as I pushed my finger deeper and deeper. My finger was
fucking him in the ass faster and harder. His moans we
incredicably loud and for a brief moment I was sure that anyone
walking within a mile would hear him. I took the other finger I
had lubricated and began to insert it very slowly also. "Ughhh."
he grunted slightly "Do you want me to stop,"  I asked   "Noooo" 
he said so faintly I could barely him, "just be easy at first." 
Once I had both fingers in I began to move them slowly in
opposite directions, making a come here motion inside of him. I
was sucking his cock faster and faster as my fingers began to
massage faster.  "Fuuck yesss, fuuck fuck fuck." he was grunting.
His arms began to shake. As I was fingering him I moved my pelvis
up and down in a fucking motion, which made the sensation even
stronger for me. I had another orgasm. All of a sudden he yanked
his cock out of my mouth and took my arm and pulled it way from
his ass. He grabbed my arms and with much force threw me onto my
knees. With his big hands he grabbed my ass and pulled it up. And
with enough force that it shoved me forward, face down onto the
blanket; he rammed his cock deep into my pussy from behind. "Take
it bitch, oh yea....ohh"  he moaned. He was killing me. It felt
as though the inside of my cunt was splitting wide open.

He was fucking me so hard that I could feel the bruises as they
were forming. "Fuck yea, ummm, oh godddd, you like it rough don't
you slut." he said as he was slapping me on the ass way to hard.
His cock was hard as rock and hammered me harder and harder. With
each thrust I was knocked several inches away from him but his
hands grabbed tighter and tighter and rammed my hips back onto
his relentless cock. His swollen balls banged against my cunt as
he continued his rage. Tears began to well up in my eyes, but yet
I did not want him to stop. I could feel his breathing as he
reached climax. He tightened his grip on my hips as he unleashed
his hot load of cum deep inside of me.  He was so far inside of
me I could literally feel the pressure in my chest. It was a huge
wad, and I could feel his cock shooting the stream of cum into my
pussy.  "SHITTTTT!!!!!!!"  He screamed. He came for what seemed
like forever.

Afterwards he collapsed on top of me. He lay there breathing
heavy for while. I could feel his dick as it began to retract. My
pussy was throbbing in pain. I ached all over. My chest was
heaving from being so out of breath. He had spread my legs so far
apart while he was fucking me that the joints in my hips popped
when he finally relaxed. My hips and ass, where he had grasped
and slapped me were still stinging.  He pulled my face around so
that he could see it. He saw that I had tears in my eyes. "Oh my
god Lauren, did I hurt you?"  I could not speak yet. I was still
in shock. I had never been fucked so hard in all my life. I
nodded no, knowing that was a lie. He rolled off of me and pulled
me close to his chest. "Lauren, I am sorry, I lost control. I
have never in my life experienced anything like what you just
did."  Between you taking me all the way down your throat like
that and the other thing you did, it was more than I could stand.
You are unreal woman. It was the most euphoric moment. I guess I
lost my senses for a second."  He began to rub my breasts softly.
"Please forgive me." I finally spoke. "Ronald, don't be sorry,
it's okay, I understand."  He ran his hands down my waist to my
hips and when he got to the place where he had been gripping me,
I flinched. He looked down and saw his hand print. "Damn baby, I
really lost it didn't it?." "Forget it." I said. "I enjoyed it
too, but maybe next time take it a little bit easier." After a
while the hurting was gone and the softness of his hugs made me
forget all about it.

We lay there for a long time after that talking about more
fantasies we had. "What is the kinkiest fantasy you have,"  he
asked me. "Hummm, let me think a second"  I said. "Well there in
one thing that I have had fantasies about before, but I know it
is a little odd." "I could never be a lesbian because I do not
like eating pussy, but I have always tried to talk my husband
into having a threesome with a female that would eat me while he
fucked her." (Husband......husband.....wow, I had nearly
forgotten I was married) This caused me to shift into a different
mood. How could I forget about my husband? I got up and told
Ronald I was ready to leave. "Is something wrong?"  he asked.
"No, I am just ready to go back and, " I replied. "Anything you
want baby." With that we made a quiet journey back to the house.

Chapter Four 
What Dreams May Come

Jackson was the perfect husband for the first year or two were
married. He was every woman's ideal husband, which caused me to
be the envy at many a party Tall, dark, handsome and successful.
He had taken care of a few legal matters of mine, in which during
that time he tried to be strictly professional. It was not long
however, that I had seduced him into submission. I wanted him
from the moment I met him. We slept together behind the backs of
the big wheels at the firm where he worked. A few months later,
at a luncheon, he was offered a big job that would take him out
of private practice, and more into a corporate setting, not to
mention a life style well above the one he already had.  The
story is told that the offer was made by the president of the
company on a lunch napkin that he slid to Jackson across the
table. He came to my house at three in the morning in the pouring
down rain, intoxicated, banging on my door. When I opened the
door he told me the story, but said that he had told the guy that
he would have to discuss it with his fiance. "What fiance?"  I
asked him. Jackson took my hand, got on one knee and proposed to
me standing in my door. We had a huge wedding and I began living
the life of a prominent attorney's wife. The rest was history,
with the exception that about two years after we were married he
began his climb up the corporate ladder and forgot about my needs
including my need for my own career. He pleaded with me to quit
and stay home. But after a while of my constant resistance he
gave up that argument along our bed. But there was something
about Jackson, even through the hard times that always made me
remember how much I loved him. Until now, I had never considered
leaving him.

As I lay in the bed thinking about the night he proposed I could
almost feel the way he made love to me. His hands inside my
thighs. Panting from being so out of breath with passion. The way
he laid on top of me almost smothering me as he ever so gently
glided himself into me. The slow deliberate moves that he made.
His warm soft touch. The way he would pull it almost all the way
out then moving in microseconds push deep inside again. I began
to feel tears roll down my cheeks as I thought of him and I heard
myself say out loud, "Oh Jackson, I love you."  The motion
stopped. I opened my eyes and looked up. Ronald was looking down
at me. Oh my God, I was dreaming. "Jackson!"  he exclaimed.
Ronald jumped off the bed and yanked his shorts on. "You didn't
even know it was me you were fucking." "Ronald, I am sorry. I
have had home on my mind all day today and I guess it carried
over into my dreams. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. You are a
wonderful lover and I care about you very much. But I have a lot
to deal with when I get home."  "You are still planning on
returning Lauren?"  Ronald asked. Well, of course I am. I cant
live in your beach house forever and I have a career waiting on
me baby." I replied. I got up and walked over to him and tried to
calm him down. I could tell he was still mad. "This is what I
have been trying to avoid Ronald!." I said almost shouting. He
gazed at me for a minute, grabbed his t-shirt and left. I sat up
the rest of the night thinking about what had just happened.

When morning came I picked the phone up and called Jackson. The
call went really well. He began to cry when he heard my voice. He
begged me to come home. I promised him I would be home at the end
of the month. Four weeks is not that long. He reluctantly agreed
to understand. Before hanging up he asked me if I would please
consider giving "us"  another chance. I told him I would know in
four weeks. He asked for my phone number as to where I was
staying and I told him that the temptation to call me would be
too strong but that I would call him back in a week or so.

Right after hanging the phone up with Jackson, it rang again. It
was Ronald. "Whom were you talking to" ? He inquired.  I told him
no one. He apologized for leaving the way he did earlier and
asked if I wanted him to come over that night. "I will bring
Chinese takeout." he bribed. "Sure, come on over." I said.

Dinner was nice. We never mentioned what had happened that
morning. Some things are better left undiscussed. We lay in the
couch holding hands and kissing. He ran his hands up the back of
my shorts to feel if I was wearing any panties. I wasn't. He
patted me on the ass and said "Good girl."  I was on top of him.
I looked up at his eyes and asked him, "Ronald, I hope that this
is not getting difficult for you." He put a finger over my mouth
and replied "Lauren, you have a few more weeks here, and I
understand that, but until the time comes for you to leave I just
want to make you happy and maybe fulfill a fantasy or two of
yours and to be quite frank pleasure myself with your company was
well. Fair deal?"  "Fair deal." I answered. He hand was still
holding the cheek of my ass. I could feel him becoming erect as
he fondled me. I was so tired from being up all night the night
before that I could not gain the strength to become equally
aroused. My body fell limp on his chest. As I was drifting off to
sleep I wondered what fantasies Ronald was talking about.

The next morning he was gone but there was a note laying on the
bed next me that said: You have a date tonight. Wear a sexy
dress, (and remember no panties). I will pick you up at 7:00
sharp. BE READY!!!!!  Love, Ronald. What did he have planned? The
only sexy dress I brought with me was really short and I was
scared that if we went to a public place to eat then I would give
everyone a great shot of my crotch. Oh well, I will do as I am
told. I took all afternoon getting ready. I wore my hair up in a
French twist and put the dress on. It was a tight red little
number that hugged my body like a glove. The shoes were high and
matched the dress perfectly. All of a sudden I got nervous. I
could not get the thought out of my mind that Ronald was really
going to surprise me with something tonight. What could it be
though? Even though I was very attracted to Ronald physically,
over the past few days he seemed different to me. More possessive
in a sense. At 7:00 I heard his car pull into the drive. It was
show time.


                           -- The End --


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