Chapter Three
 

Mark finished his assignment in Brazil and was at  Hartsfield Atlanta International Airport making a  connection to Austin.     He took out his cell phone and called his secretary, Teri Dixon to get an update on any new developments since he last checked with her.

“Hey baby, what’s up?” Mark asked.

“Well, the prodigal son returns,” Teri replied chuckling.  “How are you doing, Mark?”

“Great.  I’m in Atlanta waiting for my connection to Austin,” Mark replied.

“Everything go okay in Brazil?” Teri asked.

“Oh yes, everything went great.  I’m glad the job is over.  I’m not too fond of Brasilia,” he stated.  He thought about his mind-boggling encounter with Lupita and Carmen.  “It wasn’t all work though.  I managed to get a little recreation in.”

“Well, that’s good,” Teri said.

“What do you have for me?” Mark asked.

“We received a call from a large construction firm in Chicago.  They are one of the largest minority owned construction firms in the U.S.  They were awarded a contract to build a new airport runway at Midway in Chicago.  They want to talk to you about the concrete specifications.  I’ll fill you in on the contact when you get back, but it sounds like a good assignment.  Should be a piece of cake for you,” she said.

“Hmm, that sounds pretty good.  I like Chicago and it’ll be good to be in the States for a change.  Okay, thanks.  I’ll check with you when I get back.

“Okay, hon,” she said.  She always called him hon.  “Be safe.  Will you come in tomorrow?”

“I’ll be in before noon.   Bye Teri,” he said.

“Bye, hon,” he heard her reply.

******

Mark walked in his office the next morning at 10:45 p.m.  Teri Dixon looked up and gave him a big smile and stood up from her computer.

Mark smiled in return and went up to her and put his arms around her affectionately.  “Hi babe, good to see you,” Mark said as he kissed her on her cheek.

Teri Dixon had been with him for five years and she was indispensable to Mark.  Mark trusted her completely while he was gone and Teri lived up to that trust.  She was more than an assistant.  She looked after Mark in an efficient and sometimes motherly way.    Teri was 52 years old and widowed.  She married when she was 18 years old and was happily married to a good guy until he died in an automobile accident seven years ago.  She had two grown kids, a boy and girl who were on their own.  Her son, 24 years old was an officer in U. S. Navy and her daughter, 22  was attending drama school in New York City with high aspirations to become an actress.   Teri was a petite woman with classic looks.   Even at her age, men looked at her admiringly.  Her face was beginning to show signs of aging with smile lines around her mouth and a slight loosening skin on her neck.  At age 52, she was an attractive and desirable woman and Mark wondered why she had not remarried.  He thought about Teri and his potion but thought the better of it.  He did not want to take advantage of her in this way and possibly jeopardize their relationship.

“Good to see you.  Wow, look at that tan!  Were you golfing in Brazil, or what?” she asked, holding him at arm’s length.

Mark smiled at her comment.  “No.  No golf but plenty of Brazilian sunshine,” he said.

He walked into his office, sat heavily in his chair and checked the mail piled up on the desk.  Teri had sorted the mail in different stacks according the priority.  Mark picked up one of the stacks and began going through the mail.   Teri walked in with a cup of fresh coffee and put it on his desk.

“Ah, thanks.  Just what I need,” he said picking up the cup and taking a sip.  “You’re so good to me.”

“Sure, sure,” she said.  “I don’t know why I pamper you so.”  Teri returned to her desk and left Mark to his mail.

“Where is that info on the Chicago job?” Mark called out to Teri so she could hear him.

Teri brought in the file she had set up regarding the inquiry.

 “The name of the company is Sunrise Industries and the contact is a Jennifer Whiteside.  Her direct number is on the info sheet,” she pointed out.

“Okay, thanks,” Mark said perusing the info.   He turned on his laptop and went to the prospective firm’s website.   He found it to be very  professional and was impressed reading the particulars on Sunrise Industries.  The firm appeared to be a very large firm specializing in city, state and national government public works construction jobs.  Mark knew that as a minority firm, they were favored with many construction opportunities and obviously had parlayed these into a huge company with an excellent reputation.

He picked up the info sheet that Teri had given him and dialed the number of the company contact.  Her name was Jennifer Whiteside.  He was surprised when she answered on the second ring.

“Jennifer Whiteside speaking,” she answered.

“Ms. Whiteside, this is Mark Livingston from Livingston Consulting Services in Austin,” Mark said.

“Oh, hello Mr. Livingston.  Thank you for calling.  I thought you were in Brazil.”

“I was.  I got back yesterday.  How can I help you?” Mark asked.

“Well, we were awarded a substantial contract to build a new runway at Midway by the City of Chicago.  For your information, I’m a Senior Vice President at the firm and my area of responsibility is insurance, contracts and sub contractors.  The city has set rigid specifications for the concrete mixture to be used for the runway.  These are actually FAA specifications and we need to be sure we are doing this right.  We heard that you’re the person who can help us with this.” she explained.

“Yes, I can help you.  I’ve done a number of jobs involving runway construction,” Mark replied.

Mark reviewed his fee for his services which were agreeable to her.

“When can we meet?” Jennifer asked.

“Well, you caught me at a good time.  My next assignment is in six weeks and I believe that it won’t take too long for me to draw up initial specifications for you.  How about next Tuesday?” he asked.

“Hold on while I check my schedule,” she replied.  In a few minutes she came back on the phone.  “Next Tuesday is okay.  What time?”

“I’ll fly in that day.  Why don’t we meet at, say 4:00 p.m.  Is that okay?” he asked.

“Four p.m. will be fine, Mr. Livingston.  You have our address?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ll take a cab to your office from O’Hare,” Mark replied.

“Fine, see you next week.  Goodbye Mr. Livingston,” she said.

Mark called in Teri and asked her to make plane and hotel reservations for the Chicago trip.  He went through the rest of his mail, called his country club and made a tee time for that afternoon.

*****

Sunrise Industries was located on the 25th floor of a high rise office building on Michigan Avenue near the Water Tower.  The taxi fare was $31.50.  Mark gave the driver $37.00.  He grabbed his garment bag and computer case and went into the building.  He looked at the directory and found Sunrise Industries located in Suite 2530 on the twenty fifth floor.  He rode the elevator up to the twenty fifth floor and walked down the hall to the Sunrise office suite.  He opened the door, entered and walked up to the receptionist.

“Hi.  Mark Livingston here, to see Jennifer Whiteside,” Mark announced.

“Thank you Mr. Livingston, Jenny is expecting you,” the attractive receptionist declared.   The receptionist dialed an extension on her phone panel.  “Jenny, Mark Livingston is in the reception area.”

“Jenny will be out in a minute,” the receptionist informed Mark.

In a few minutes, a tall, statuesque black woman came into the reception area.  She was a  stunning beauty and as she walked in Mark quickly assessed her attributes and on a scale of one to ten, gave her a 10.  Mark rarely gave women a ten grading.

The woman seemed to glide as she walked.  Mark estimated that she was easily six feet tall, maybe taller.  Her mocha colored complexion was flawless.  She had a regal and noble face.  Her hair was down to her shoulders and reminded him of black yarn.  He had seen this hair style on Victoria Secret black models.   She was smiling and her teeth sparkled.  She wore an elegant cream colored silk blouse with a vee neckline and black skirt.  Her blouse allowed a trace of cleavage to be shown.  Mark’s eyes stole a glimpse of her chest and saw that it filled the blouse admirably.  Mark looked at the tall woman and thought she looked like some sort of warrior queen.

“Hello Mr. Livingston, I’m Jenny Whiteside.  So nice to meet you,” she said extending her hand.

Mark took her hand and noticed her long fingers.  She had rings on three of the fingers.  Her nails were colored bright red.

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Whiteside,” Mark said shaking her hand.

“Please call me Jenny,” she said.

“Good enough.  Please call me Mark,” he replied.

She led him into her office.  The office was very feminine and tastefully decorated.   She pointed to the sofa and invited him to sit while asking him if he would like something to drink.  He asked for water.  She retrieved a bottle of water from a small refrigerator in the corner of the room and handed it to him.

He was about to sit down when he noticed some photos on the wall.   There were various photos’ of Jennifer running track.  There was another photo of her with Jackie Joyner-Kersee, the famous Olympic athlete.

“You were a runner”, Mark said as he looked at the photos.

“Still am,” she replied.  “But those were taken several years ago when I was in college.  I tried out for the Olympics but was no where near good enough for that level.  But I tried and it was fun.”

He studied the photos and could not help but admire the long brown, muscular legs below her  athletic torso.  It appeared she put on a few pounds since the photos were taken and the pounds went to all the right places.   He went to the sofa and sat down.

She sat in a chair that looked 17th century French.   She crossed her long legs and Mark again discreetly glimpsed at her exposed thigh.   This woman excited him tremendously.

Jennifer and Mark discussed some of the details of the project and reviewed timeframes and the like.  She went to her desk and retrieved some of the preliminary specifications and gave them to Mark for his perusal.  Mark laid out the plans on the coffee table in front of the sofa and quickly scanned the documents.  He had seen these type specifications before and knew that the assignment would be easy for him.

“Jenny, this should not be a problem.  I can get the information put together in two days,” Mark proclaimed.  “When you start the actual mixing and pouring, I need to be here but that’ll be no problem if we get our schedules coordinated.

“That sounds good, Mark,” replied Jennifer.  “You can use one of the offices here.”

“Great, but first I need to go to Midway and see the site.  I also need to see the soil sample tests.  Do you have those?” Mark asked.

“Yes, all that has been done and I’ll give you the file tomorrow.  I’ll have Blake Mathers drive you to the site tomorrow and show you around.  Blake is our site superintendent.  When you’re finished reviewing the site, he’ll bring you back here.  I take it you don’t have a car, right?” she asked.

“Right.  I thought it would be easier to take taxis.” he replied.  “If Blake or someone can pick me up at the hotel, that would great.  I’m staying at the Marriott on Michigan Avenue.”

 He looked at her left hand and noticed she was not wearing a wedding or engagement ring.

“No problem.  Let me call Blake in right now,” she said getting up and dialing Blake’s extension.

“Blake? Mark Livingston is in my office.  Could you come in please?” she asked.

In a few minutes, Blake joined Mark and Jennifer and the three discussed the logistics for the next day.

“Mark, the hotel is only a few minutes from here but Blake will give you a ride since you have luggage.  After you’re done at Midway tomorrow, Blake will bring you back here and we can go to work.  I’ll have our chief engineer available for you tomorrow.  Have a good evening and I’ll see you tomorrow,” she smiled.    She stood up and shook his hand again.   Mark admired her extremely long fingers.

******

When Mark returned from Midway, Jennifer introduced him to the chief engineer and other key people of the firm.  He spent the rest of the day going over plans for the runway job, establishing his specifications regarding the concrete mixture.   He saw little of Jennifer that day and was disappointed in that.  He was enthralled with Jennifer because of her intelligence and her beauty.  She reminded him of a Zulu Queen.  When he was in South Africa last year, he visited several Zulu tribes and was impressed with their regal stature, beauty and proud history.  He noticed all the Zulu women carried themselves with a dignified grace that impressed Mark greatly.  All were extremely tall and wondered if Jennifer’s heritage could be traced back to this tribe.

Mark worked until 6:30 p.m. and was pleased with the progress he made.  Blake came in and asked him if he was ready to go back to hotel.

“Thanks, Blake but I think I’ll walk to the hotel.  I need to do some shopping.  I think I’ll visit Water Tower Place and look around.  Then I’m going to Giordano’s for pizza.  I’ll be back in the office tomorrow around 9:00 a.m.” Mark informed Blake.

“Okay, good enough.  Have a good evening,” Blake said.

**************
 Mark was in the office at 8:40 a.m. when Jennifer walked in.  Mark looked up from the computer and smiled at her.

“Hi, Mark.  How are things progressing?” Jennifer asked.

Jennifer was wearing a lightweight pink sweater and long floral skirt.  Mark could see her pert breasts poking through the fabric and a hint of nipple could be seen.  The skirt was tight fitting and Mark admired her body contours showing through the fabric.    Her smile was dazzling, showing white teeth through red, full lips.

“It’s going very good.  I should be finished by late this afternoon,” Mark replied trying not to look at her breasts.

“Really.  Well that means you’re leaving tomorrow, right?” she asked.

“Yes, If I finish, I’ll catch the 11:00 a.m. flight back to Austin tomorrow,” he said.

“Well, I need to treat you dinner this evening,” she informed.  “Got dinner plans?”

“I would love to have dinner,  Jennifer,” Mark replied a bit too eagerly.

“Great.  I’ll pick you up at 6:30 p.m. in front of your hotel.  In the mood for a steak?” she asked.

“Always.  I’m a red meat guy,” he responded.

“Ah, I like those kind of guys.  Okay, 6:30 p.m. then," she said.

He watched her leave the office and felt a stirring between his legs.  He wondered what she meant by the red meat comment.  Probably nothing he thought.  However, there was no question he  was physically attracted to this beauty and wondered if he should use the potion on her.  He knew this would probably be his last chance with her.  He convinced himself that he would use the potion tonight!

******

Mark was waiting in the lobby when he saw Jennifer pull up in her red Mercedes Roadster.   He went through the revolving door and got in the sleek automobile.

“Hi,” Jennifer said smiling as she pulled out into traffic.  Her dress was pulled up considerably over her long legs and he noticed that she was not wearing hose.

“Hi, there,” Mark smiled in return.

“We’re going to the Chicago Chop House,” Jennifer informed Mark.  “Is that okay?”

“That sounds great,” Mark replied.

******

The restaurant was crowded as usual so they waited for their table at the bar.  Jennifer ordered a glass of Merlot and Mark had an Absolut and Tonic.  The bar was very noisy and it was difficult to hold much of a conversation.  Thankfully, after about fifteen minutes they were called for their table.

Jennifer ordered a small Filet Mignon, cooked medium well, and Mark ordered a Rib Eye, medium rare.   They ordered a Beefsteak Tomato with blue cheese dressing as their starter.

Jennifer asked Mark to order the wine and he complied by ordering a bottle of California 1996 Castelleto Sangiovese which he requested be served right away while they waited for their meal.   Before their meals arrived, they engaged in some idle chit chat.  Mark wanted to find out more about this enchanting woman.

“How did you get started in this business?” he asked.

“I really started on the ground floor.  Joe Humphrey, the founder of the company was a family friend.  He asked me if I could do some part time work for him in the office and I did.  He also helped me with some of my expenses when I was trying out for the Olympic team.  By the time I got out of college, the firm was doing quite well and I went to work for them full time.  My degree is in Business and I set up their administrative procedures, hiring, etc.   I gradually began working on insurance matters, preparing bid specs and contracts.  I worked myself up through various positions.  Eventually I was promoted to Senior Vice President and named a partner in the firm.”

“That’s very impressive,” remarked Mark.

“Never been married?” Mark asked.

“Oh, I have no time for that.  I don’t even have a steady,” she said in an offhand manner.

“What do you do for recreation?” Mark asked.

“Well, I love to work out.  I run at least three miles a day.  I play golf when I can or when it’s important to the business.  You’d be surprised how much can be accomplished on a golf course,” she said.

What’s your handicap?” he asked.

“Oh, I don’t maintain a handicap.  I shoot in the mid eighties normally,” she replied.

“That’s pretty good,” he exclaimed.

“I also have a sail boat.  I love to sail,” she said.

“Really?  I’ve been thinking about getting a sail boat myself,” he said.

“How about you?” she asked.  I presume you’re not married.”

He gave Jenny the Reader’s Digest version of his life.  He told her he was not married but someday, he wanted to marry.  He told her truthfully that his job kept him on the road so much, he did not have an opportunity for a serious relationship.  Besides, he said, he was enjoying himself too much to get married right now.

They chatted about Chicago, golf, and sailboats until the food arrived.

******
They were finished with their meal and enjoying the last of the wine.  The wine gave both of them nice, glowing feeling and were genuinely enjoying each other’s company.  He knew she was warming up to him and  Mark wondered if the potion would be needed.  However, he would not take any chances missing this opportunity with the most exotic woman he had ever met.  He felt a tinge of guilt, but this did not deter him from his plan to use the potion.

Jennifer insisted on paying for the meal.  It was nine-thirty when they left the restaurant.  Jennifer gave the valet parker her ticket and in a few minutes, her car was brought up.  Mark felt the vial of potion in his pocket.  He turned it upside down in his pocket, making sure the bottom of the cork was wet.

When Jennifer went to get into her car, Mark quickly took the vial out of his pocket, removed the cork and licked the bottom of it with his tongue.  He replaced the cork and put the vial back in his pocket.

They drove without speaking and Mark’s mind was racing regarding how he was going to introduce the potion to her.  He knew that exhaling in her direction could possibly do the trick but he wasn’t sure.

They were a few minutes from the hotel when he turned his head toward her and asked, “Want to come in and have a nightcap at the hotel bar?”

“Thanks, Mark but I don’t think so.  I’ve a long day tomorrow and I really need to get back home.  But, I’ve really enjoyed myself tonight and I hope we can get together when you come back,” she said.

Jennifer was staring intently on the road and did not notice Mark turn his head and exhale silently in her direction.  She detected a minty odor but did not think anything of it.  She assumed he had put a breath mint in his mouth.

Mark  sat quietly observing her waiting for some sign.  After a few minutes, he noticed her shift in her seat.   She seemed fidgety and he heard her breathing become heavier.  He saw her put her hand in her crotch area and begin rubbing as if to satisfy an itch.

“On second thought, I think I would like a drink,” she blurted out.

“Great,” he said smiling to himself.

She pulled the car to hotel entrance and instructed the doorman to valet park it.  The bellman gave her a claim ticket.  She surprised Mark by taking him by the hand and squeezed it firmly.

They walked through the revolving door.  Mark headed for the bar area when Jennifer stopped him.

“Do you have something to drink  in your room?” she asked.  Mark notice her face was flushed.

“I have a bottle of wine that was in the gift basket your company sent to my room,” he said.

“Good.  Lets go to your room,” she said earnestly.

They entered the elevator and he pressed the 35th floor.  As soon as the door closed, she moved close to him and kissed him.  Her tongue was wildly trying to enter his mouth and he opened he parted his lips allowing her entry.   She pressed her body close to his, put her hands around his butt and pulled him close.  Mark reacted to her excitement by becoming instantly hard.  Jennifer could feel his manhood as she pressed against him.  She reached down,  felt Mark’s cock and began opening his zipper.

“Not now, we’re almost there,” Mark whispered.  He knew they were about to reach their floor.  She continued to lean heavily into him, kissing his neck, rubbing his boner through his trousers.

The elevator reached their floor and they quickly walked to his room.  Jennifer not only received the potion through Mark’s breathing but through his saliva.  She was now a very hot woman and nothing would stop her from satisfying her overwhelming urge to have sex.

As soon as they entered the hotel room, Jennifer began to grope  him in the dark.  Mark switched on the light and the bed stand light came on.   She led Mark to the bed, kissing him and rubbing her hands over his body.  She put both hands on his chest, looked at him wild-eyed,  and pushed him down on the bed.     She began raising her long skirt until Mark saw  her cream colored panties.    He could clearly see her pussy lips protruding through the fabric.  With her skirt pushed up waist high, she took off her panties and sprang on the bed,  catlike.  She  straddled Mark with her long legs, rubbing her pussy on Mark’s hard-on which was trying to burst through his loose fitting trousers.  She bent over and began kissing Mark passionately while grinding into Mark’s cock.

Mark returned her affections but she was simply wild with passion and could not remain still.

“Jennifer, let me take my clothes off.  It’ll be easier,” he pleaded.   She was clearly in charge of this sexual session.

She continued to kiss him and grind her pelvic region into him.  She allowed herself to climax while rubbing his cock.  This was not the end, it was the beginning.  She continued  kissing him relentlessly.    She finally allowed Mark to remove his clothing.  While he was undressing, she slipped off her sweater and unbuttoned her skirt pulling it above her head.  She was naked except for her bra.

She watched Mark take off his shirt and trousers.  He slipped off his jockey shorts allowing his rod to spring straight out.  Her eyes opened in surprise as she saw the instrument of pleasure.  Jennifer wanted more of Mark.  She backed him up to bed and guiding him to a sitting position at the edge of the bed and opened his legs.   She got on her knees before him.  He marveled at this beauty’s body.  He had never been with a black woman before and was totally mesmerized by this Nubian like Queen.   He wasn’t sure if she reminded him of the Zulu women he had seen in Africa a few years ago or an Egyptian goddess he had seen depictions of in a Cairo museum he had visited.   He watched has she moved sensually, teasing his cock with her long fingers.  She retracted the foreskin of the uncircumcised cock all the way back, exposing the plum colored head on the hard shaft.  She took the cock in her hand and lifted it up so she could lick his testicles.  He gasped as she put his balls in her mouth and gently manipulated them, stroking all the while.

Methodically, teasingly, she brought her full lips on his  pinkish cock head.  The ridge on top of the cock head was at its maximum sensitivity.  As she sucked and applied pressure on this part of his organ, he shivered in delight.  He drank in her exotic beauty and studied her body.  She still had her bra on and he saw her nipples straining through the thin, cream colored fabric.  Her areolas and nipples were enticingly visible and their blackness contrasted with the cream color of the bra.  He moved his pelvis upward to go further in her wet mouth.  She allowed five inches in her mouth before it hit the back of her throat.  He felt her positioning herself to take the cock down her throat.  He had never been deep throated before.  He heard her gag slightly as she allowed the cock to enter her throat.  Slowly the organ snaked down her throat until he could go no further.   She clamped her lips tightly around the shaft and slowly pulled back, allowing the cock to withdraw.  Mark was not sure he could hold much longer before climaxing but he contained himself.

Jennifer stood and reached behind her back unclasping her bra.  She allowed the straps to fall down off her shoulders and she slowly removed the confining apparel from her brown globes.  Her breasts stood out proudly with no sag whatsoever.  Her breasts were not large but beautifully appropriate for her athletic body.  Her protruding ,cone shaped nipples pointed upward.  Mark looked up at her as she moved to him and put one of her breasts in his face, encouraging him to take her nipple.  Her areolas were puffy from excitement.  Jennifer could feel the direct connection between her nipples and her pussy.  Her pussy was extremely wet and reacted as the nipples were suckled.  Her black nipples were erect and reminded Mark of the licorice favored spice drops he loved.

Mark opened his lips and the nipple slipped in begging for attention.  He felt it respond immediately and flicked it with his tongue.  He heard her moan in delight.   Mark began to suck and tug on it as if to stretch it longer.  She  was fingered herself as he suckled like a thirst child.  After a minute or so, Mark stopped sucking and looked at the nipple.  It was bigger than her other because of his oral stimulation.  He moved to her other breast as she  her rapidly fingered herself.  She moaned as she climaxed once again.  The tall beauty moved her crotch to Mark’s face.    She was completely shaved and Mark felt no hair bristle.  Evidently, she had  shaved that morning.

Mark marveled at the dark pussy before him.  Her stomach was flat as a washboard.  Her outer and inner thighs were muscled and taut.  Between her thighs, her pussy beckoned to be pleasured.   The  pussy appeared three-tiered.  First, her outer labia, plump and as big as thumbs.  They  stood out prominently, swollen due to excitement and anticipation of his cock.   Next, her inner labia impatiently waited for someone to enter.  Her inner labia were wavy and flappy, almost inviting someone to spread the lips to experience the delights that lurked there.  He could see moisture in the slit.   Her inner labia terminated above at her magic hot button.  Her clitoral hood was something Mark wanted between his lips.  He knew it drove women crazy to have this piece of flesh sucked on.

He brought his lips down between her legs and found her pouting lips.  He immediately tasted her musk on her glistening pussy lips.  The taste was not unpleasant to him.  He enjoyed the primal odor and imagined he was a beast of some kind, perhaps a lion, smelling the females organ in preparation for mating.   He once read that educated people tend to engage in oral sex more than less educated people which he used as justification for his fondness of oral sex.  He also noticed that all the women who had been exposed to the potion became extremely wet and was sure the potion was the direct cause of this condition.
He toyed with the clitoral hood and probed with the tip of his tongue.  He heard her whimper in delight as he prepared to explore her depths.  He moved back slightly and with his fingers opened her labia exposing the soft pink flesh, lubricated and pulsing with anticipation. The pinkness of her open pussy contrasted with the dark area surrounding it.   He glanced up at her.  She had her eyes closed and was playing with her breasts.  With both hands she massaged her breasts and tingling nipples.  Jenny felt that her skin was on fire and every square inch was a receptor to some sexual feeling.  She had never in her life felt this way.  She knew what she was doing but could not help herself.  She gasped loudly as he inserted his tongue in her pussy.  He pushed in deeply, moving the fleshy organ inside of her.  She felt him move his tongue to the roof of her vagina and apply pressure with it.  She wanted him to concentrate on her clit and encouraged him by spreading her lips with her fingers. The clit stuck out like an undeveloped penis.  Mark’s mouth found the appendage and started satisfying the organ.  First he took it in his mouth and sucked, drawing it between his lips.  Then, rapid flicks of his tongue against the erect clitoris made her begin to shake uncontrollably.

“Oh my God, please put your cock in me,” she cried out loudly.  “I want you in me.  I need to feel you in me.  Please hurry!”

He extracted himself from between his legs and admired the beauty lying before him.  Her body was glistening with sweat accenting her muscular legs.  She lay on her back and encouraged him to enter her by spreading her legs for him.

Mark loved the sight of a woman spreading for him.  No other feeling in the world was more enjoyable to him than entering a woman he had never fucked before.

He positioned himself between her legs and looked down at her.  Her breasts were heaving and nipples were taut and hard.  She kept moving her pelvis up and down as if to say, “Put it in.  Put it in!”

He moved closer to her, his cock about three inches from her pussy.  She spread wider and the slit opened slightly.  He moved the head of his cock to the lips and inserted slowly.

“Ahhhh, I feel you.  Keep going,” she screamed.

The cock slid effortlessly in the lubricated pussy.  Mark penetrated to the maximum and felt her legs wrap around him.  He was in her and she held onto him as if he was about to withdraw. Mark could feel her heels dig into his back, keeping him locked in the fully penetrated position.

Mark’s uncircumcised cock was now fully in her.  His gliding mechanism kicked in.  His sheathed penis was fully in her vagina and as he slid in and out, he stimulated the head of his cock through his sheath and into her vagina.  The feeling was magnificent and Mark wished he could thrust forever like this without cumming.  However, he knew that any more stimulation would result in ejaculation.

He slowed the thrusting and rested a moment trying to control the urge to climax.  She would have none of and continued to move her body into the organ.
With his cock in Jenny, and perfectly still, allowed her to move on his cock at will.   Mark was hovered above her while she  controlled the penetration and withdrawal.   Mark enjoyed this position and women loved it as well.

Mark reluctantly withdrew his cock and positioned himself on his side, facing Jenny.  She moved close to him and lifted her right leg so he could enter her dripping pussy.  As he entered, he could feel Jenny clamp down on his organ with her pussy.  He pulled her to him and felt her breasts against his chest.  He brought his lips to her full lips and kissed her.  Her kisses were very wet and her full lips seemed to envelope his thin Caucasian lips.

“How many times have you come?” he asked.

“I’m cumming now.  I don’t know how many times it has been.  It has been one continuous climax for me.  Mark, I’ve never had this feeling before,” she said quietly.

“I’m going to come now.  I want to cum in you from behind,” he informed her.

“I want you to fuck me in my ass Mark,” she said.

Mark’s cock was wet with her lubrication.  He turned her over and marveled at the tight buttocks.

“Spread your cheeks for me, Jenny,” he instructed.  He saw the brown anus and moved in to enter.  He slowly inserted the head in the hole and started pushing into her.  As he was doing this, he felt her hand reach under and begin playing with his balls.  He began pumping his cock in her tight anus.  As he did this,  she inserted two of her long fingers in her pussy and fingered herself.

The feeling of having both orifices filled was simply overwhelming to Jenny.  She continued her string of climaxes bringing spasms of delight every time she came.
He pulled his cock from between her magnificent cheeks and inserted it in her pussy.  The cock went in as if it were coated with Teflon.  He began to fuck faster and faster.  As his cock entered, the slurping sound became louder.   His cock was poised to explode.  His testicles drew up, ready to expel his semen.  She grunted on the in strokes and screamed on the out strokes.  Mark was sure that anyone in the next room could here her screaming.

Finally, he could hold it no longer.  The semen shot into her pussy.  The first spurt propelled a sizeable quantity of the sperm deep inside her. He felt his cock continue to spasm five or six times until he was spent.   He remained in her for a minute or so, then began to slowly withdraw.

“Noooooooo!  Keep it in,” she implored.   Mark pulled it out slowly until finally it was free and she gasped.  A large quantity of semen dripped out of her pussy onto the bed sheet.

He moved next to her and took her in his arms, pulling the cover over them.  They fell asleep in an embrace.

She awoke the next morning at 7:00 a.m.  He had already showered and dressed.

“Oh shit, what time is it?” she asked as she sat up in bed.

“7:00 a.m.,” he replied.

“Oh my God, I’ve got to get home and get ready for work.” she said jumping out bed naked and without modesty.

He looked at her and felt excitement again.  He loved her beautiful body and the way she moved.   She went into the bathroom and he could hear her tinkle.  She came out of the bathroom and went up to him, still naked.

“You know, I don’t know what got into me last night,” she said.  “Believe me, I’m not like that.”

“I believe you.  But, I want you to know that you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.  My evening with you will always be a highlight of my life,” he replied watching her.

She looked into his face.  “You know, I think I’m going to call in sick today,” she said.  “I'll give you a ride to the airport.”

“That’ll be great, Jenny,” he replied surprised.

“Now undress and lets get back to bed,” she replied with a naughty smile.

Mark looked at her and felt his cock begin to get hard.  Now he wasn’t sure if it was the love potion or not but he didn’t care.  He took the brown beauty in his arms.

To be continued.