Mark Livingston, Amber Rosalini's fiancé was on assignment in Washington, D.C. Amber, the head of the English Department at the university was extremely busy with the new Fall Semester. Mark had been gone a week and Amber missed him very much. Mark had always taken the vial of love potion on trips but this time, he asked Amber to keep the vial of love potion while he was away. Amber wasn't sure why Mark suggested this but she consented. When Mark first informed Amber about the properties of the love potion, she was immediately intrigued with the concoction. Amber thought that perhaps this was the reason Mark asked her to keep the vial of love potion while he was away. As a side note, Amber even advised Mark that he could use the potion anytime he felt compelled to do so, as long as it did not impair their relationship. For Mark to give Amber the potion was a powerful demonstration of his commitment to her. **** Amber got home around 6:00 p.m. and kicked off her shoes. She was extremely tired and decided that she would have a drink, then take a refreshing shower. She walked to the kitchen and put three ice cubes in a glass. She went to her liquor cabinet, poured herself a scotch on the rocks and walked back to her living room. She put her feet on the coffee table and using the TV remote, turned on the television to CNN. She gratefully sipped the scotch and enjoyed the warm feeling it gave her as the golden liquid went down her throat.

Amber turned the television to the local station to catch the weather report. She finished her scotch and debated whether she should indulge in another drink. She convinced herself that another drink was in order and was about to get another one when the front door intercom bell rang. She walked to the intercom, wondering who would be calling on her.

"Yes, who is it?" Amber asked.

"Only me. Raylene. You busy?" her girlfriend asked.

"Oh, hi Raylene. No, I just got home and I'm having a drink. Come on up." Amber said pushing the door release button.

Raylene came in looking harried and exhausted. Raylene was a long time friend who worked at the university administration office before she met her husband, Mike Wilson. Mike Wilson was a wealthy real estate developer. When Raylene married Mike, she quit her university job and became involved in various civic activities. Raylene was an attractive woman. She was quite tall at 5'10". Raylene had natural blonde hair befitting her Scandinavian heritage. Her 130 pounds was well distributed on her frame. She was a striking woman to say the least.

"What are you up to? You look beat?" Amber said.

"I've been on the go all day. I met with the charity I'm involved in. They want me to co-chair this year's drive. Since I was in the neighborhood, I decided to see if you were home and invite you to dinner. Mike is out of town, isn't he?" she asked.

"Yes. He's in Washington, D.C. I think he'll be there for at least four or five more days," Amber explained. "Do you want a drink?"

"I'd love one. Could you make me a nice vodka martini?" she asked.

"Sure. Sit down and relax and I'll fix it in a jiff."

Raylene sat on the sofa gratefully. She made herself at home by removing her heels and putting her feet on the coffee table.

In a few minutes, Amber returned with Raylene's drink. She also made herself a fresh scotch on the rocks.

Raylene sipped the martini. "Mmm, this is good. You make the best martini's!"

Both women sipped their drinks in silence before Raylene spoke.

"How's the new semester going?" Raylene asked.

"Fine. Things seem to be going well. I've got a great staff," Amber replied.

Silence again.

"You know, that was a hell of a dinner party you threw," Raylene said.

"Yeh, it was kind of wild wasn't it?" Amber smiled.

"Christ, Mike still talks about it. He wants to know when you guys are going to have another dinner party. Mike said you were wonderful," Raylene smiled coyly.

"Well, I don't what got into me as well and I'm sorry things got so out of hand," Amber said seriously.

"Well, we all got kind of wild so don't feel bad. I felt a little ashamed later and was afraid to bring it up with you but I'm glad we're talking about it now. I mean...you know...me and Mark and you and Mike.

"So Mike wants another party, does he?" Amber said smiling.

"Of course! Men are all alike," Raylene said.

"Well maybe when Mark gets back, we'll have another one. Do you think Debbie will come?" The two ladies laughed.

"Gawd, that poor girl went kind of nuts," Raylene said.

"Kind of, is an understatement," Amber said. "But knowing Tim, he has a new Debbie by now."

But, you know, I don't know what got into all of us. Everyone got so..well, so uninhibited," Raylene said. "Personally, I don't know what got into me. And you know, afterwards, I had no regrets or guilt. It was like we were all doing the most natural thing."

Amber listened to Raylene and knew that all the women's actions were the result of the potion. She was also convinced that the potion affected men as well but not to the same extent as women. Amber remembered the first overt act by Raylene that evening was to swim to Amber and kiss her sensually.

"It was natural. We were among friends and it just happened," Amber replied.

"I know but for days, I stayed so fucking horny!" Raylene admitted. "Poor Mike had to perform in the morning and the evening. Then, during the day, I wanted to fuck every good looking guy I saw! No, I take it back. I wanted to fuck every man period! Amber, I almost fucked a young man who works in Mike's office. I mean, I was ready to drop my pants before good sense took over, thank goodness!"

Amber just smiled and shook her head, understanding where Amber was coming from. Amber loved Raylene's openness and honesty and she reflected on her own behavior after the dinner party. She and Mark constantly made love to each other for three days after the party. Of course, making love everyday with Mark wasn't unusual but Amber felt a definite heightened desire. She assumed it was the potion's lingering effects. She even came home for lunch because she knew Mark would be at home and they ended up making love all afternoon.

Amber thought a lot about the encounter with Raylene in the pool. The episode did not go much further than kissing and touching and Amber regretted they had not done more to each other. Amber knew she loved Mark and men in general but she vividly remembered her love making with Lucinda Blackthorn of the infamous Blackthorn family in Vermont, and it was one of the most erotic experiences of her life.

Amber considered telling Raylene about the potion but promised Mark she would not divulge the secret of the potion. Mark had told his best friend, Tim about the potion and sworn him to secrecy.

A thought entered Amber's mind. She wondered what would happen if she gave Raylene a dose of the potion. Amber was truly intrigued by the power and properties of this potion. She still was not totally convinced that the potion alone was responsible for the behavior that resulted from exposure to the liquid. It was as if she needed to prove to herself that the potion really worked.

"Raylene, I want to ask you something. You don't have to respond to this question if you don't want to. It's just that I'm curious about something," Amber said.

"Well, it sounds serious. Jeez, Amber, you know you can ask me anything. We're best friends aren't we?" Raylene asked.

"Yes, we are. You are my very best friend," Amber replied.

"Have you ever made love to a woman?" Amber asked

Raylene looked at Amber. "Have you?"

Amber replied, " I hate when a person answers a question with a question!"

"Well, have you?" Raylene asked. She was now very intrigued by the question.

"Yes, once," Amber admitted.

"And?"

"I enjoyed it very much."

"How long ago was it?" Raylene asked.

"A few months ago."

"A few months ago!" Raylene replied very surprised.

"It's a long story, Ray," Amber said.

"Now back to you. Have you ever?" Amber asked.

"Yes. I think I was eighteen or nineteen. A friend of mine from college and I had too much to drink. We were drinking at her apartment and decided to really get drunk. I don't really remember why. I think she had received some bad news from home. Her mom and dad were splitting up. Something like that. Anyway, we just kept on drinking this cheap rum with coke. We both got quite drunk. I was hugging her trying to console her when she kissed me on the lips. You know.. a real kiss. After the kiss, she began touching my body and I started touching her. We were both turned on. We ended up making love to each other on the floor."

"Did you enjoy it?" Amber asked.

"As best as I can remember, I think I did," Raylene replied. "I remember thinking that it was very different from being with a guy. Although, at that age, I didn't have much experience with guys. It was as if she knew what to do. I mean, she knew where to touch, if you know what I mean."

"I know what you mean," Amber replied. "Did you ever have the urge to be with a woman again?"

"Not really," Raylene answered.

"How about the other night at Mark's pool?"

"You mean when you and I kissed?"

Amber was surprised Raylene remembered the kiss. Amber nodded in the affirmative.

"I didn't think too much of that," she replied. "I just wanted to kiss you for some reason. I remember you felt good against me. Now tell me about your experience. You said you had an experience with a woman a few months ago?" Raylene asked incredulously.

"Mark and I were in Vermont visiting the Blackthorn family. You remember I told you about them," Amber related.

"I remember. You said you really admired the family," Raylene said.

"I ended up making love with one of the women. You will recall I told you the family consisted of the matriarch, her daughter and her daughter's daughter. I made love with the daughter of the matriarch."

"How did it happen? I mean, where was Mark?" Raylene was astounded at what she was hearing.

Amber did not know how to reply without telling her about the potion. She decided to lie to her friend.

"Mark was busy looking at something in another part of the house. You remember these ladies deal in herbal concoctions, supplements, etc. I think Lucinda..that's her name.. gave me some kind of herb. I threw my inhibitions to the wind and let her make love to me."

"You mean she drugged you?"

"Not really. She just gave a me herbal supplement capsule to enhance my desire, I guess."

"Did you know what you were taking. I mean, did you know it was some sort of aphrodisiac?"

Amber was getting nervous about lying to her friend but decided to continue her tale of the herbal capsule.

"She said that the capsule would make me feel good," Amber explained.

"Sounds like drugging to me," Raylene replied. "Did you enjoy the encounter?"

"I have to admit I did. In fact, it was one of the most erotic experiences of my life. I'd never been with a woman up to that point in time. When you said your friend knew where to touch, I knew exactly what you were talking about. I experienced the same thing. It was very different from making love to a man. The lovemaking was much more...how can I explain it...it was tender. The woman was so soft compared to a man," Amber explained, studying her friend for a reaction.

"Do you have any of the capsules?" Raylene asked.

Amber thought a few seconds before replying. "Yes I do."

"Do you really think the capsule works?"

"I'm not sure but I think so."

Raylene was always the wild child and her outgoing and daring personality was what Amber loved about her friend. Raylene had always been the impulsive type and ready to try something new at a moment's notice.

"Let me have a capsule!" Raylene announced. "Let's see if works. Let's both take one!"

"You are crazy, Raylene Wilson!" Amber said loudly. Amber thought about the night of the dinner party. Amber was the instigator of using the potion on the guests. She remembered Mark's reaction. Her reaction to Raylene wanting to take a so-called aphrodisiac capsule was very similar to Mark's reaction when she suggested using the potion.

"No, I'm not!" Raylene exclaimed. "I'm just wondering if the stuff really works. Raylene put her hands on her hips and looked at Amber. "Hey! Wait a minute! Maybe that explains why we all went crazy the night of the dinner party! Did you secretly give us some of the stuff?"

Amber just smiled but did not answer Raylene's question.

Raylene looked at Amber intently. "You did! I know you did!"

Amber still did not reply. She only smiled.

"Come on, let's take one. Just you and me. No one would ever know!" Raylene pleaded.

Amber thought about what Raylene was suggesting. She wondered what would happen and was intrigued and a little excited. It was like taking a bite out of the forbidden fruit.

"Well, how about it?" Raylene asked.

"Okay, but I'm a little leery about this," Amber said.

"Oh bull! Come on girl. We don't have anything better to do tonight. I bet the stuff doesn't work anyway! Gee, this might be better than smoking a joint!"

"All right, I'll be right back," Amber said. Amber walked to the bedroom and wondered how she should administer the potion. She mentioned she had capsules but of course, the potion was not in capsules. She looked around the bedroom wondering how she was going to pull this off. Suddenly, it came to her. She knew how she would do it. Amber went to bedroom bathroom, found a bottle of multi-vitamins and removed two capsules from the bottle. She returned to bedroom and went to dresser drawer where she put the vial of love potion. Amber turned the vial upside down making certain the bottom of the cork was wet the potion. Removing the cork, she carefully rubbed the bottom of the cork on the two capsules. She saw the brand name of the vitamin was imprinted on the capsule and hoped Raylene would not notice. She replaced the cork in the vial and put it back in the dresser drawer. She took a deep breath and walked to the living room with the two treated multi-vitamin capsules in her hand.

"Do you have them?" Raylene asked anxiously.

"Why are you so anxious to do this?" Amber asked.

"Because it's exciting and fun!" Raylene answered. "C'mon, give me one and you take one. Can we take it with alcohol?"

"Yes, I think so," Amber answered.

"Give me one," Raylene said holding out her hand. Amber gave her the capsule which Raylene immediately put in her mouth, washing it down with a swig of her martini. "Okay, you take yours."

Amber put the capsule in her mouth and swallowed it with a sip of scotch.

Raylene was smiling contently. "Now we can just wait and see what happens."

The two women continued to sip their drinks. Amber watched Raylene intently for any signs of the potion's effect. Raylene just continued to watch television.

Several minutes went by when Amber felt her body reacting. She had experienced the feeling before. She knew it was the potion and wondered if Raylene was feeling as she was.

Raylene watched television with a blank stare. She knew something was happening to her but was totally disoriented. She wrinkled her brow as she tried to understand what was happening to her. She felt as if she were in a heightened state of sexual excitement that usually resulted from an intense lovemaking session. This condition normally did not occur until she was considerably into the lovemaking act. What she was feeling now was much more intense.

Suddenly, she turned to Amber. She looked at Amber and licked her lips. She said, "I think it's working. I feel something. My God, it's happening!"

Amber looked at her and replied, "It's working for me too."

Raylene, sitting on sofa pulled up her full skirt exposing her panties. "Look, I'm soaking wet!" She put her fingers between her legs and unashamedly began rubbing her pussy through her panties.

Amber watched her friend and realized that she was extremely excited as well. Amber was wearing golf shorts. She stood up and unzipped the shorts, allowing them to fall to the carpet. She felt between her legs and discovered she was wet as well. Amber knew why all of this was happening but had no control over what she was doing. The insatiable desire to satisfy her sexual need was overpowering.

Amber reached for Raylene and pulled her closer. Amber's hand went between her friend's legs and felt the moisture. She slipped her finger under the panties and put a finger in Raylene's pussy. She heard her friend moan in pleasure.

"Oh baby. Oh baby. Oh baby," Raylene kept repeating as Amber continued to finger her.

Raylene stood up and removed her skirt and blouse. She slipped off her panties. She was now naked except for her bra.

Amber got up and took Raylene by the hand. "Let's go to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable."

Amber pulled back the covers of the bed exposing the crisp, white bed sheets. Raylene, took off her bra and got in the bed. She watched as Amber took her clothes.

Amber slowly removed her clothing. She looked at Raylene and admired her beautiful body. Her excitement was extremely intense and knew that Raylene felt the same way. Raylene was lying on her side awaiting her friend.

Amber got in bed next to Raylene and the two women embraced. Amber loved the feeling of a woman next to her. Raylene's ample breasts were pressed close to Amber. The two women began kissing each other. The kissing began very gently but passion gradually built up and the kissing became intensely sensual. Tongues were playing with each other. As the women kissed, they were touching each other. Raylene broke away from Amber's kiss and began kissing her breasts.

The sensation of a woman sucking her breasts was breathtaking to Amber. Amber felt her nipples harden in between Raylene's full lips. She loved when Mark sucked and nibbled on her breasts but having Raylene do it seemed much more erotic.

"You feel so soft," Amber purred.

"Mmm, so do you. I love your breasts," Raylene replied.

Raylene began kissing Amber's tummy. Amber knew where Raylene was going and could not wait for her to complete her journey downward. She hunched up her pelvis to encourage Raylene's progress. Finally, Raylene put her mouth to Amber's muff. Amber put her hand on each knee and spread for Raylene. She closed her eyes as Raylene put her tongue in her pussy. Amber climaxed delightfully the instant Raylene's probing tongue entered her pussy.

"Ooh, that feels so good. I just came," Amber said softly. Raylene continued licking her friend's pussy.

"Now, let me taste you," Amber said.

The two women got in the sixty nine position and began to orally stimulate each other.

"My God, you're so wet," Raylene proclaimed. Amber felt as she was oozing between her legs. She remembered Mark saying that the potion made women extremely moist. The musky taste of each woman's secretions spurred each on.

Amber pulled her face from Raylene's pussy. "I want to get something. Hold on." Amber got off the bed, and opened her nightstand drawer. She removed a small vibrator dildo.

"I think we'll enjoy this little toy," Amber said as she got back in bed with Raylene.

Amber turned on the pleasure instrument and placed it on Raylene's labia. The device hummed quietly as Amber moved it around the swollen pussy lips which were clearly visible through the blond hair.

"Ooh, that feels good!" Raylene pronounced. "Keep it there. Yes, right where you have it. Oh yes, keep it there!" After about a minute, Raylene closed her eyes tightly as if she were in pain. It was the pain of pleasure. The vibrator stimulated Raylene's clit to the point of orgasm. Finally, the orgasm occurred and Raylene cried out. "I'm cummmming! Fuck! This is the most wonderful orgasm I've ever had Amber. Oh my God! Fuck! Fuck! Oh yes!"

Raylene finally opened her eyes. Amber was lying down and stimulating herself. "Here, let me do it," she said taking the vibrator from Amber.

Raylene moved the vibrator around Amber's pubic area. She felt compelled to kiss Amber's muff once again before inserting the instrument. Then the phone rang! Both women tensed up at the sudden interruption.

For some reason, Amber picked up the phone without thinking. It was Mark calling from Washington, D.C!

"Hi baby, how are you?" Mark asked.

Amber was breathless and trying very hard to come back to reality and her senses.

"Oh..just fine. I'm..fine," she said haltingly.

"Is something wrong?" Mark asked. "You sound like you're out of breath."

Amber began to calm down. She looked down at Raylene on the bed and put her finger to her lips indicating she should be quiet. The vibrator was still on.

"What's that noise I hear," Mark asked. It was the vibrator!

Amber took the vibrator from Raylene and turned the device off. "It was just the TV," Amber said.

Raylene continued to finger herself while Amber conversed with Mark. It was a surreal situation. Normally, Amber and Mark spoke on the phone for long periods of time. Amber had to cut the conversation off.

"Honey, Raylene and I were about to go out dinner. Can I call you when I get back?" Amber asked.

"I'm going out myself," Mark replied. "I'll just call you tomorrow."

"How much longer will you be in D.C.?

"I think I'll be finished by Friday evening." It was Tuesday.

"That sounds good. You'll be home for the weekend! Let me know when you get in. I'll pick you up," Amber offered.

"I'll let you know something by Thursday evening."

"Okay then. Talk to you tomorrow," Amber said. "I love you!"

"Right, tomorrow then. I love you too. Have a nice dinner and tell Raylene hello for me." Mark disconnected.

Amber looked at Raylene lying on the bed. She thought about the situation she was in but what she had to do was never in doubt. She laid next to Raylene. Raylene took Amber in her arms and the two women kissed passionately.

***** Mark had been back in Austin for only a few days when he received a phone call from his assistant, Teri Dixon. He was needed urgently on a project in of all places, Belgrade, the capital of Serbia! This was a first for Mark and normally he would be excited about going on an assignment to a country he had never visited before. However, he was barely unpacked from his last trip when the phone call came in. The assignment would be very lucrative and Mark could not turn it down, much to the dismay of Amber. However, Amber fully understood that Mark had to accept the assignment and was finally resigned to him leaving her again. Mark and Amber made the most of their time together doing fun things and of course, making passionate love. Amber did not tell Mark about her encounter with Raylene although she was inclined to do so. She decided she would wait a while before she confided to him what happened. She hated keeping secrets from Mark and hoped that he felt the same way about not keeping secrets from her.

***** Mark was enthralled with the ancient city of Belgrade. The city was still recovering from all the war and strife that occurred during the past ten years but the charm of the city endured. Two major rivers, The Danube and the Sava run through Belgrade and seemed to contribute to the new found tranquility of the entire area. Foreign investment was now picking up and evidence of new construction was in the city. Mark had been called to consult on a building project close to the Danube. They had to be sure the concrete specifications took into account the low water table. The company doing the building was an Italian firm and they were the ones who called Mark for consultation.

Mark found Belgrade a welcoming city tolerant of newcomers and visitors. Mark particularly liked Old Town in the center of the city. The city was alive with indoor and outdoor cafes and restaurants and Mark observed that most people in the down town areas appeared to be young. The building project had gone well and Mark would be finished by the following week. Mark's job could have been finished earlier, but unlike construction in the United States, everything stopped on the weekend. Mark was resigned to the delay and made plans to tour the countryside. He decided to do some shopping in Old Town in the morning and in the afternoon, drive to the second busiest city in Serbia, Novi Sad. Novi Sad was an ancient cultural center and was the home of Novi Sad University. The city was about sixty miles from Belgrade and he decided he would spend the night there.

He paid an exorbitant fee to rent a Mercedes Benz sedan for the weekend. He made arrangements for the car to be delivered to his hotel, the Beograd Inter-Continental Hotel. He had the hotel make reservations for him in Novi Sad and was now deciding on clothes for the overnight trip. He packed a pair of trousers, a couple of shirts, a sweater and some underwear. He made sure that all his toilet articles were in his shaving kit when he saw the vial of love potion. He looked at the vial and saw that it was about half full. He wrapped the vial in some tissue paper and put it in the shaving kit. He also put in a carton of Marlboros. Mark did not smoke but knew that most Europeans, especially Eastern Europeans smoked and a pack of American cigarettes could do wonders when certain services were needed. He double checked the rest of gear and was satisfied that he had everything he needed for this short trip. His plans were to sightsee in Belgrade as soon as the rental car arrived at the hotel next morning. In the afternoon, he would set out for Novi Sad.

***** Mark woke up around 7:00 a.m. He sleepily walked to the window and peeked through the heavy curtain. It was overcast and gray and looked as if it would rain anytime. Mark walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Thankfully, the hot water was working. He took a quick shower, shaved, dressed and walked downstairs for the continental breakfast. As he was walking across the lobby, the desk clerk called out to him.

"Mr. Livingston, your rental car has arrived. It's parked in the front. I have the keys," the clerk announced. "Not a very nice day to be outside."

"Thank you," Mark replied retrieving the keys. "Is it going to rain today? I plan to drive to Novi Sad today."

The desk clerk hunched his shoulders in resignation. "The forecast calls for some showers today. But, weather forecasts here are very unreliable. Maybe it will, maybe it won't. Take an umbrella and it won't rain," he laughed. ***** Mark walked into the breakfast dining room. He always enjoyed the European continental breakfasts. He selected two nice bread rolls, some cheese and a cooked egg still in the shell. When he sat down, the waiter asked him if he wanted coffee or tea. Mark asked for coffee and was soon brought a steaming mug of strong coffee and a small pitcher of hot milk for the coffee. Mark read the International New York Tribune while he enjoyed his breakfast. It was 10:15 a.m. when Mark left the hotel.

Mark visited several shops in Old Town and bought Amber a very nice bracelet and a pair of matching earrings made from amber. Mark thought it was a very appropriate gift for a woman named Amber. Around 3:00 p.m., he had a late lunch at an outdoor cafe enjoying a pork sausage encased in flaky filo dough and a spicy cucumber salad. With the lunch, Mark had a tasty red wine served in a decanter. Mark looked up at the sky. It still had not rained but it looked like it would begin any minute. Mark paid his bill in Euros and decided to head for Novi Sad. He got to his car and checked the directions the hotel gave him. No sooner did he start the car when it began to rain lightly. He was glad in he was a solid automobile such as a Mercedes because the roads in Serbia were notoriously bad.

***** Mark looked at his watch as he got on the main road to Novi Sad. It was 4:30 p.m. The rain began to intensify and Mark had a problem with visibility. In addition to the rain, trucks in front were kicking dirty water spray. He was on the road about thirty minutes when traffic came to a standstill. Mark assumed there was an accident up ahead. Mark thought about turning around and going back to Belgrade but he unable to do so until he got to the next exit. The rain began to come down harder and Mark could hardly see where he was going. The traffic would move for a few minutes then just stop. Mark decided he would take the next exit and wait until the rain let up. If it did not, he would turn around and go back to his hotel.

Mark noticed a side road and turned into it. The road was full of chuck holes and rutted. Most of it was unpaved. The rain was coming down in sheets. He saw what appeared to be another road with a sign post and hoped it would lead him back to the main road. However, the road led him down a heavily wooded country road. Mark came to the conclusion he was hopelessly lost. He decided to stop at the first house and ask for directions back to Belgrade. The rain was coming in torrents and although it was only early evening, it was very dark. Mark had his headlights and was beginning to get a sense of panic. Through the sheeting rain, he saw what appeared to be a house set back on a dirt lane. He pulled into the deeply rutted road and drove toward the house. He was about fifty yards from the house when the car skidded into a deep rut. He put the car in reverse but the wheels just spun deeper in the mud. Shifting to a lower gear, he tried going forward but he was hopelessly stuck in the muck. Mark turned off the ignition and wondered what he should do next. Everything was quiet except the patter of rain on car. He peered through the windshield and wiped some condensation from it. He could see lights were on in the house he was trying to reach. He sighed heavily at his predicament. He decided to walk to the house. The path ahead looked as if it were a virtual quagmire but he had no choice. He reached for his umbrella, opened the car door just enough to stick the umbrella through and popped it open. He got out of the car and immediately sunk below his shoe tops in the brown muck. One of his shoes got stuck in the mud. He bent over and retrieved his muddy shoe. He removed his other shoe and plodded toward the house in his stocking feet.

The house was an old, two story stone house that looked typically ancient. It was much larger than most homes in the area. There was a small, stone porch in front of the house. Next to the house was a barn. To the right of the house was a plot of land that appeared to be a vegetable garden. Behind the house were open fields. Mark continued on toward the house and as he approached, he noticed someone look through the curtains of the front window. He was glad that someone was home and hoped they would be able to speak English.

He walked up the stone steps of porch and went to the front door. He looked for the doorbell, found none, so he knocked on the heavy wooden door. He heard footsteps and the door opened slightly. He could see it was a lady.

"Sorry to bother you," Mark said. "Do you speak English?"

The door was cracked just enough for Mark to see part of her face. "I speak little English, but very little," the woman replied in a heavy, Slavic accent.

"It seems I am lost," Mark said.

"Stuck in mud too!" the lady replied.

"Yes, stuck too," Mark smiled. The door opened wider and Mark saw a woman who appeared to be in mid forties or early fifties. She was a small person but looked sturdy. Her face was heavily lined as if she had carried the weight of many problems on her shoulders. She had a typical peasant appearance.

"Come in out of rain," she said opening the door and motioning him in.

"My feet are all muddy!" Mark replied.

The woman looked down and saw Mark's muddy shoes. "Take off cipele...how you say...chuse."

"Yes, shoes. I'll take them off," Mark answered. The women looked at Mark's muddy feet and shook her head.

Mark walked in his stocking feet and saw he was tracking in mud. The woman motioned for him to stay where he was. She returned with a towel.

"Take off carape," she instructed.

"Oh, you mean socks. Good idea." Mark took off his socks and wiped his feet dry with the towel.

"Come, sit down," the woman said motioning him to sit at the kitchen table. "You have other clothes?" she asked looking at his wet trousers.

"Yes, in the car," Mark responded. "Can you call a tow truck for my car?"

The woman did not seem to understand what Mark was asking. He tried to make her understand. "Car stuck. I need somebody to pull me out," Mark gestured as if pulling a rope. The woman finally understood what Mark was asking.

"Not today. Wait until rain stops. We get you out tomorrow," she said.
 

"You mean stay here?" he asked.

"Yes, you stay here. We have room for you. Okay?" she asked.

Mark had no choice. "Okay. Thank you. My name is Mark Livingston. What is your name?" Mark asked.

"Name is Ludmila Petkovic," she answered. "Stay here. I get your clothes in car."

She disappeared into a room and reappeared wearing a long rain poncho and carrying a large umbrella. Mark had noticed rubber boots on the porch when he walked to the door. The woman opened the door and Mark saw her put on the boots. He saw her venture out into the rain doing her best to keep the umbrella in front of her. In a few minutes, she returned with Mark's overnight bag.

"Here, put on dry clothes now. Your room upstairs. Come with me."

Mark followed the woman upstairs. He was led to small, sparsely furnished bedroom containing a single sized bed. The room had one small window. The bed was against the wall and in front of the bed was a small rug. Next to the bed was a small nightstand. On top of the nightstand was a crocheted doily with a small lamp on it. There was a freestanding clothes closet on one side of the wall. There were several photos of an old couple. Ludmila noticed Mark looking at the photos.

"Papa and Majka..mama," she said. "This Majka room. Majka die two years ago."

Mark nodded that he understood what she was saying.

"Change clothes now. Toilet just outside. Come down later. I go downstairs now," she said.

Mark walked outside the room and found the bathroom. It was a small room with only a toilet and sink. Mark gratefully took off his wet clothes and washed his face, hands and feet. He brushed his teeth and combed his hair. He wrapped a towel his waist and walked back to his room. As he walked to his room, he saw a young woman going down the stairs. Mark could not see her face too clearly but what he saw told him she was shapely and looked as if she was in her teens. He surmised she was Ludmila's daughter. He walked back into his room and put on fresh underwear. The clean, dry underwear felt good on his body. He put on a pair of khaki's, a long sleeve shirt and a sweater. He put his wet clothes in the corner of the room. He looked at his watch. It was 6:30 p.m. He decided to go downstairs.

"Ah, you all dry now," Ludmila said smiling. "Now you have something to eat."

Mark was famished. "That sounds good," Mark said gratefully.

Mark heard the television in the living room. He heard laughter.

"You go in room. Watch televizor. I call you for eat," she said motioning him to the living room.

Mark walked in the room and saw two young women. Two very attractive young ladies. They were both watching the Italian version of Who Wants To Be a Millionaire? When Mark walked in they turned away from the television and looked at him.

"Hello," Mark said smiling.

The girls just giggled.

"You speak English?" Mark continued.

The girls giggled again.

One of the girls spoke. "We speak English. We learn it in school," she said. "Are you English or American?"

"American," Mark replied.

The other girl asked. "Where in America? Hollywood?"

"No, not Hollywood. Austin, Texas," Mark responded.

"Texas! President Boosh come from Texas!" one of the girls said smiling. "Cowboys in Texas!"

"Well, we still have cowboys but not like before," Mark replied.

Mark studied the two young girls. They were quite stunning with their attractive looks and shapely bodies.

"Are you sisters?" Mark asked.

"Yes. My name is Natalya and sister is Katarina."

"My name is Mark. Mark Livingston. Nice to meet you."

Natalya got up from her chair. She was wearing a very short dress. The material was a very thin cotton and Mark could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She wasn't wearing shoes either. The dress appeared to be a bit small for her ample chest because the front buttons seemed about to pop off her dress. Natalya walked to Mark and shook his hand.

"I am pleased to meet you, Mark Livingston," she said.

Katarina got up from the sofa. She was wearing very short shorts and a thin short blouse that left her midriff exposed. The young woman's breasts pushed the fabric away from her body. When she walked, her breasts moved and Mark could not help but stare at them. Her dark nipples were clearly visible through the blouse. She walked up to Mark and shook his hand.

Both girls had long dark hair and very light blue eyes. They were gorgeous creatures. Mark was a little tongue tied but he finally spoke.

"How old are you?" he asked.

Natalya spoke. "I am twenty one. Katarina is nineteen."

Mark looked at Natalya intently. He knew she wasn't wearing a bra and wondered if she was wearing panties. He thought about his situation and chuckled to himself. He thought about the old joke regarding the farmer's daughter. He wondered if there was a man of the house.

"Sit down, please," Natalya said pointing to the large easy chair. Mark complied by sitting down. Natalya and Katarina sat on the sofa.

"What are you doing in Serbia?" Katarina asked.

Mark explained his consulting business and his assignment in Belgrade.

In a few minutes, Ludmila came in with a small tray of cordial glasses.

"We drink before we eat," Ludmila said. "Have some Slivovitz."

Mark knew that Slivovitz was a plum brandy popular in Balkan countries.

"Thank you very much," Mark said taking a glass. Both girls took a glass and went back to the sofa.

"Zivjeli," Ludmila said holding her glass up. The two girls responded, "Zivjeli," and drank the liquor. Mark assumed it was the standard Serbian toast so he repeated, "Zivjeli!" The three women smiled at Mark's attempt to return the toast. They smiled as they sipped the brandy.

Mark did not want to be rude but he was curious about the mother and two daughters. He asked about Ludmila's husband.

Ludmila spoke in Serbian to Natalya. She instructed her to tell Mark about their situation.

"This house has been in family for many, many years. This family was one time...how you say...royalty. We own land around house. Grandfather was friend of Tito and fought with him during war. Our father was a officer in Yugoslavian, then Serbian Army under President Slobodan Milosovec. Father was killed five years ago when fighting in Croatia," Natalya explained. "Our brother was also killed during the war. We never heard from him again."

"You own all the land around the farm?" Mark asked.

"Yes, but we rent land to others," she said. "With no men, it was difficult to farm the land, so Mama rent out land."

Mark now understood why this family seemed quite affluent by normal Serbian standards. They were landowners and appeared fairly well off. The house was quite large and well furnished. It appeared this family had escaped most of the ravages of war with the exception of losing their husband and father.

"Someday I want to go to America," Katarina said.

"I hope your wish comes true," Mark responded.

When Ludmila was satisfied that Mark understood a little of the family history, she smiled. "Now we eat!"

Everyone got up and went into the dining room. The meal was simple but delicious. A sort of goulash was served with hard bread rolls and cucumber and radish salad. For dessert, they had a flaky dessert that resembled baklava. Ludmila said the honey used in the dessert was from their own hives. Mark found out that in addition to the income they derived from renting their farm land, they had a honey business.

Mark could not help but admire the two beautiful young women. He wondered if they knew how beautiful and sensual they were. To Mark, they appeared completely uninhibited and he wondered if they were virgins. Whenever Katarina bent over, her breasts almost fell out of her blouse. She made no attempt at modesty.

When they finished the meal, Ludmila suggested they all go the living room for coffee. Mark followed the young girls back to the living room while Ludmila went and made coffee.

"Do you have American cigarettes?" Katarina asked. Her sister looked at Mark waiting for his response.

"Yes, I do. Would you like some?" Mark asked. He immediately knew it was a silly question.

"Yes!" responded Katarina.

"Okay, I'll get them," Mark said.

On the way up the stairs, Mark had a devious thought. He thought about the girls, the cigarettes and the potion! Should he use the potion he pondered? He thought about the girls and imagined what their young bodies would be like. Mark had been working hard and had not engaged in any sexual activity since he left Austin. He was horny! The situation he found himself in with the two girls was a man's wildest dream. It was the proverbial farmer's daughter joke becoming reality. He decided to use the potion and he knew exactly how to introduce it.

"Sometimes, I amaze myself," Mark said to himself. When he got the room, he retrieved a pack of cigarettes and opened the pack. He removed the vial of potion from his shaving kit, carefully taking it out of the tissue protected paper. He pulled two cigarettes half way out of the pack. He shook the vial, making certain the bottom of the cork was wet. He pulled the cork from the vial and rubbed the bottom of it on the filter of the two cigarettes. He pushed the cigarettes partially back in the pack, put the cork back in the vial of potion, put the vial back in his shaving kit and walked back downstairs.

The two girls were by themselves. He heard dishes in the kitchen and surmised that Ludmila was cleaning up. The coffee was poured in small espresso cups. Mark pulled the two potion treated cigarettes about a quarter way out of the pack and walked to the two girls. They each took a cigarette and lit up with some large kitchen matches that were on the coffee table.

"I'll leave this pack for you," Mark advised.

"Thank you very much," Natalya said blowing smoke out her mouth.

"Ah, American cigarettes... the best!" Katarina said smiling.

The girls smoked their cigarettes happily and Mark waited and wondered if the potion would affect the two young beauties.

The chair Mark was sitting in was directly in front of the sofa where the two girls were sitting. He studied the two women carefully for the tell tale signs.

Five minutes went by. He saw Natalya beginning to fidget. She had her leg tucked under her and she seemed uncomfortable. She put both feet on the floor and leaned back into the sofa. Her short skirt was pulled up and now revealed most of her upper thighs. She looked at Mark and spread her legs slowly and deliberately. She was inviting him to look at what she had between her firm white, inner thighs. Mark could clearly see her white panties and felt his excitement building. Her panties appeared to have a wet spot in the crotch or perhaps it was just the dark hair that covered her pubic area. Natalya just stared at Mark and kept her legs spread. It was as if she was waiting for a reaction to her blatant behavior.

Katarina, lit up another cigarette. She slowly began massaging one of her breasts. After massaging her breast, she was clearly aroused. Her hand went between her legs and she began rubbing the crotch of her shorts. Mark's cock began to react as well. He put his hand in his lap and felt his erection.

Natalya continued to stare at Mark knowing that he was intently looking between her legs. She spoke softly but firmly to him. "Go to your room quietly. We will join you in a few minutes."

Mark nodded, got up and walked upstairs to his room. He took off his showes and laid down on the bed wondering what was going to happen next.

***** Mark heard the patter of bare feet in the hallway. The bedroom door slowly opened and the two girls walked in smiling. Mark sat up in bed and was about to say something. Natalya put her finger to her lips indicating that Mark should be quiet. Mark nodded and did not say anything.

Natalya tiptoed to Mark and sat down on the bed. She brought her hand to his crotch and felt his erection. She then took his hand and moved it to her breast. Mark felt the young woman's heaving breast and reveled in the feel of it. He could feel her nipple through the fabric. Katarina, in the meantime, began taking off her shirt and shorts. Mark mouth opened wide in awe as he saw the teenager expose her full, firm breasts. He looked down and saw an unshaven pussy, quite typical of many European women. She was also unshaven under her arms. Katarina got on the other side of Mark on the bed. The girls pushed Mark back down on the bed. Natalya began to unbutton the front of her dress exposing her magnificent breasts. They were inches from Mark's face. Natalya lowered her bosom to Mark's face, encouraging him to take her breast in his mouth.

Mark opened his lips and gently sucked on her gumdrop sized nipple. He sensed the nipple becoming erect in his mouth. In the meantime, he felt his belt being undone and zipper pulled down. Katarina reached in through the trouser opening and felt for his erect cock. She found it, freeing it from the underwear constraint. She pulled it through the zipper fly and slowly began to stroke the erect organ. Mark moaned loudly at the young woman's stroking.

"Shh, not so loud," Natalya admonished. Her breasts hanged heavily over Mark's face. He removed his lips from one nipple and saw that it was red and distended from his sucking. Like a mother feeding a child, she took her other heavy breast and guided the nipple into Mark's mouth. Meanwhile, Katarina began to suck his cock. These girls were no virgins.

Mark relished the wonderful feeling of having his cock wetly sucked by the nubile maiden. He heard the slurping of Katarina's sucking. He wanted to take off his pants so he kicked off shoes. Katarina stopped sucking and helped him pull his pants off. Katarina removed his shorts leaving his cock unencumbered. Katarina moved her face to Mark's and began kissing him deeply. Their tongues played with each other while Mark's hands moved over the girl's firm bodies. He continued to marvel at the size of the firm, huge breasts the sisters possessed.

Mark thought back again to the old joke about the farmer's daughters. No one would ever believe him if he told them about what was happening tonight.

Mark just laid back enjoying the attentions he was receiving from the two sisters. His hand went between Natalya legs and as expected, she was oozing love juice from her young pussy. He stuck his finger in and felt the extreme lubrication literally run down his fingers and into his hand. Natalya was ready to be serviced. She positioned herself over Mark and impaled herself on his stiff organ. He went in easily and her buttocks came to rest on him, enjoying the feeling of being fully penetrated with a hard cock. She began to move up and down on the organ and felt it glide effortlessly in her love box.

Not wanting to keep Katarina from the play, Mark guided her toward him. He instructed her to squat over his face. Mark Mark looked up at the extremely hairy pussy inches from his face and smelled her sex. He pulled her downward toward him. Immediately, his face was smeared with her juices. Mark knew recipients of the love potion became very lubricated and this extreme wetness was not unexpected. She rubbed her pussy on his face, enjoying the tonguing she was receiving. Meanwhile, her sister was satisfying herself with Mark's engorged cock.

Mark's tongue could feel the love button cloaked in Katarina's clitoral hood. He took the erect appendage and began sucking and flicking the organ. Katarina pressed heavily in Mark's face wanting more of his pleasure tonguing.

"Ooh, feel so good," Katarina murmured softly. The bed was beginning creak loudly. Natalya got off the bed and motioned Mark and her sister to get off. She pulled the comforter from the bed and put it down on the floor next to be bed. She put the two large pillows on the floor as well.

"There," she said. "This will be better. No noise this way."

Katarina got on her back and opened her legs. Her hairy pussy beckoned Mark to enter and he obliged gladly. As he penetrated Katarina, her sister began to passionately kiss Mark. Mark fingered Natalya as she kissed him wetly. Mark was getting close to a climax. He debated with himself as to whether or not he should cum and take one of the Blackthorn restorative capsules. He tried to hold on a little longer.

Mark continued to penetrate Katrina's tight, lubed pussy. As he did, he marveled at her breasts. The sisters possessed the most beautiful breasts he had ever laid eyes on. Katrarina pressed her arms against her breasts making them stand out even more. The nipples protruded from the dark brown areolas. The areolas seemed to cover almost a third of the breasts. They moved enticingly as Mark thrust into the young woman.

"I'm coming!" Mark declared. He could hold back no longer. He picked up the pace of his thrusting and felt his testicles contract in preparation to expel the semen sperm that were anxiously awaiting to travel through his cock and into the waiting vagina.

Katarina met his thrusts and Mark closed his eyes as the first wad of cum shot into the young woman. Mark kept penetrating, each time expelling a wad of cum. Finally, he was finished. The young woman was not. She wanted more.

Her sister wanted her share and would not be deprived. Natalya immediately put Mark's wet, limp cock in her mouth and began sucking frantically trying to revive it from its' flaccid state. Mark began to respond again but he knew he needed help.

"Just a minute," Mark said. He got up and walked to his shaving kit and took a Blackthorn restorative capsule out of his pill box. He swallowed it with a half glass of water.

"Wait a few minutes and I'll be ready," Mark advised. He got back on the floor and laid down on the pillow. Natalya patiently stroked his cock.

"Ah, it's coming back!" she said gleefully. She continued to stroke. The sight of this beautiful, well endowed woman was enough to make any man erect. It did not take long. Mark soon had a raging hard on once again. The combination of the beautiful young woman and the capsule revived Mark once again. He was ready!

"Me now!" Natalya said. She got on her hands and knees. "From behind. Do it from behind!" she ordered.

Mark got behind her and saw her pouting labia between her legs. He moved closer to her with his cock in hand and inserted the head slightly between the swollen lips.

"Go in me!" she said. "You fuck me now!"

Mark pushed his cock into her, feeling the warm juices envelope him. Natalya put her head on the pillow and admonished Mark to begin fucking. He complied.

Mark put his hands on her hips and slammed into her as hard as he could.
 

"Harder! More! Harder!" she exclaimed each time he thrust.

Mark looked at Katarina. She was lying on her back with her legs wide open. She had two of her fingers in her pussy and was fingering herself.

After several minutes of banging Natalya from behind, Mark withdrew. Keeping her in the same position, he got on his back and moved his head between her legs. He reached out for her hips and pulled her down to his face. Mark began tonguing her and tasting her juices. Mark concentrated on the clit. He began flicking it with his tongue and felt it respond. He continued the rapid tongue flicking until he heard her moan. He knew that she had finally climaxed. Now he wanted to finish her proper so he put her on her back. He put each leg over his shoulders and entered her. He began the in and out motion of lovemaking. First, very slow then gradually picking up the pace. He made a point of rubbing the head of his cock against the young woman's clit. He felt her convulse into his body and knew she had yet another climax. He was ready for his as well but he wanted to finish in Katarina.

He got on his back and invited Katarina to mount him and she gladly and eagerly complied.

Mark allowed himself to relax while Katarina did the movement. Her tight, lithe body moved up and down on Mark. She put her hands behind her and leaned back with Mark's cock in her. Mark could see his cock filling her pussy and he played with her clit. Katarina wanted another position. She stood up and leaned on the bed inviting Mark to mount her. Mark stood and obliged the sex hungry teenager. Mark put his cock in Katarina and began to pump furiously. He reached under and played with her beautiful breasts while his cock explored her depths. He heard her moan and knew she was climaxing. Still, he was not ready to cum. He put her on her back. He wanted to cum while fucking her between her magnificent breasts. His cock was still wet with her juices as he put his erect organ between the young girl's breasts. She pushed her breasts together and Mark began to pump. As he did, the cock poked out between her breasts. When it did, she kissed it. Finally, he was ready. She took him in her hand and began stroking and opened her mouth. He felt the pleasurable pain building up and exploded into her mouth. She licked hungrily and sucked him dry. Now he was finished and oh so satisfied.

Both girls kissed Mark goodbye and disappeared. Mark laid down on his bed with a smile. In a less than two minutes, he was fast asleep.

**** Mark work up with a start. For a moment, he didn't know where he was. He saw sunlight streaming through the window and heard birds singing. He reached for his watch on the night stand. It was 8:45 p.m. Mark jumped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. He gratefully relieved himself. He washed, shaved and brushed his teeth. He brushed his hair and went back to his room to dress up. When he got to the room, he saw a tray of coffee and sweet rolls. He hungrily ate the rolls and drank the strong coffee with hot milk. After eating, he went downstairs.

"Goot morning," Ludmila said. "Sleep you goot?"

"Yes, I slept very good," Mark answered wondering if she really knew what happened last night.

"Your car is pulled out of mud. I call Stefan and he come with tractor. He leave car near the road."

"Thank you very much for your kindness and hospitality. I want to pay you something," Mark said.

"No need," Ludmila said.

"Yes, I insist," Mark replied. Mark pulled out a 100 Euro note which was worth close to $100 U.S. dollars. "Here, please take it."

Ludmila shook her head.

"For the girls, then. Let them buy something for themselves. Please!"

Ludmila shrugged and took the money.

"Where are the girls?" he asked.

"Girls doing work now. Katarina work keeping children for couple down the road. Natalya work in Belgrade government office."

"I see," Mark said disappointed. He wanted to say goodbye to the extraordinary young women.

"You have been very kind Ludmila," Mark said. "Maybe one day, you can visit me in America."

Ludmila just shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Maybe. Who knows?"

"I walk with you to your car. You put on boots here. I bring boots back. Good luck with you, Mr. Livingston."

They walked together to the car. It was a few meters away from the road. Ludmila gave him directions back to the main road.

"Thank you Ludmila." Mark spontaneously hugged the woman. Ludmila beamed.

***** Mark woke up as he heard the flight attendant announce they were about to land in Austin. Amber would be meeting him at the airport and he could not wait to kiss her and hold her in his arms. He knew their lovemaking would be intense. He would tell her about Ludmila and her two daughters.

He felt the wheels touch down and heard the announcement. "Welcome to Austin ladies and gentlemen. The time is 6:45 p.m. Thank you for flying on American.

To be continued.