 
                               The Big O2
 
The Big O2
 
By Ice Phoenix
 
 
 
 Lisas cunt slipped up and down his shaft, riding him for
all she was worth. She could tell that he was close. She could feel
his body tensing, and so she made the appropriate noises, but she felt
nothing.
 
 The man beneath her groaned out, and his load shot up into
her. She cried out in fake pleasure, wanting to at least make him feel
good about the experience. He pumped for more moments before his body
sagged back onto the bed. At least he was fully sated, a serene smile
playing on his face. She smiled down at him  that too was fake 
before moving off his body and sitting on the bed, her back against the
headboard.
 
 Lisa sighed inwardly. Another failed night, another failed
attempt at passion. Shed had a good night with this man  what was
his name? Oh, yes, Mark. Shed had a good night with Mark once, but
only once.
 
 Like every other. Lisa had, in her short twenty-two years
of life, had at least thirty boyfriends. Each of them had given her
gifts, had taken her places. Each of them had loved getting her into
bed, for she was very good at sex. But none of them had been able to
give her more than one orgasm. It wasnt just more than one orgasm *a
night*, but they had never been able to bring her to orgasm after their
first time together. Mark was no different. He was reasonably good in
bed, but still, the one orgasm was all she had gotten from him. It was
frustrating enough that she wanted to cry, but she didnt. Mark would
not understand, and how to tell him that the last five times had been
bullshit to her?
 
 She waited the appropriate amount of time before getting up
and going to the bathroom. She had to get home soon; she had to be at
work in the morning, and she never let her search for a man interfere
with the proper functioning of her duties. Not that she was a crucial
company employee; a secretary for a medium-grade executive, if she
didnt show up at all, it wouldnt be the end of the world, except
perhaps for her. Still, it was all she had in life at the moment, and
she would not foul up the one thing she was doing well with the other
thing that she was barely doing at all.
 
 Call me? Mark asked as she finished getting dressed. He
did not move from the bed.
 
 Lisa made a noncommittal noise. Chances are that no, she
would not call him again. He would almost certainly call her, though,
and shed once more have to go through the ritual of having to dump yet
another guy. The process grated on her nerves. Why couldnt she just
tell him now? But, no, you didnt do that sort of thing after good
sex, and it had been good for him, anyway.
 
 She made her way out to her car, and drove home. Once
there, she showered, to remove the reminder of her failure as a woman.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Hi, Lisa, he said, disturbing her morose little reverie.
She jumped, and he lightly set his hand on her shoulder. Wow, geez.
I didnt mean to startle you. Didnt get much sleep last night?
Youve been sitting here staring at your lunch for ten minutes.
 
 His name was Jack Bennett. He was an executive assistant
with the corporation. This really meant that he was a highly paid
gofer for his boss, but that didnt seem to bother Jack very much.
Lisa smiled at him; he was a friend, and she could use one of those
just now.
 
 Oh, hi, Jack. I slept okay, its just... life.
 
 Oh, that old thing, he said with a chuckle. Wed all be
better off without it.
 
 She smiled at the joke, but she didnt feel like her usual
chuckle. Jack noticed.
 
 Hey, whats wrong? Cmon, youve got... he checked his
watch theatrically, ... forty-two minutes to spill your guts. After
that, we both have work to do.
 
 She looked at him, trying to decide whether he was serious,
or just trying to get her in a good mood. The look on his face
proclaimed that she had his full attention. Lisa decided, *What the
hell.*
 
 Another failed relationship, Jack. I cant seem to find a
guy who suits me.
 
 What was wrong with this one? he asked.
 
 Same as usual; incompatible in bed.
 
 Oh. Jack had to be careful. For one thing, this wasnt
the kind of discussion you had in the lunch room at work. For the
other, if he said the wrong thing in the wrong way, she could have him
up on sexual harassment charges. Not that he thought shed do it, but
he wasnt taking the chance. Maybe youre just putting a little too
much emphasis on it.
 
 She looked at him as if hed sprouted a third arm. How
many girlfriends have you had?
 
 Well, three.
 
 She just stared at him. No offense, but you dont yet
really know relationships. Sex is important. Sex may be the most
important part of it all.
 
 *Good Lord, does she really think that?*
 
 Hmm. I havent found that to be the case. Look, what
*else* do you do with your boyfriends?
 
 What do you mean, what else?
 
 Movies? Dinner? Dancing?
 
 What guy wants to do that kind of bullshit? They want
sex. Its what I give them.
 
 Jack nodded. Okay, I see your point, I guess. But Lisa?
he asked as he finished off his coffee.
 
 Yeah?
 
 Any real boyfriend would want more than sex. You take it
easy, okay? Ive gotta go, Ive got some errands to run before my
lunch break is over. Think about it.
 
 As Jack walked away, she was confused. *What does he mean,
a real boyfriend? Ive had real boyfriends, havent I?* She didnt
know how to answer that question, and that disturbed her more than
Jacks comment.
 
 *Maybe I need to talk to him some more.*
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 It took Lisa a full two days before she got up the nerve to
approach him. This was odd for her; she was usually very take-charge
around men. She made her way to his office, which was two floors above
her own, and waited until he got off the phone.
 
 Hey, Lisa. Whats up?
 
 Jack... I, uh... you remember the talk we had the other
day?
 
 Sure. What about it?
 
 You think maybe we could continue that conversation? Over
dinner?
 
 Jack chuckled slightly. Kind of a weird way to ask a guy
out, aint it? He smiled at her, and she dipped her head, blushing
slightly. He said, Okay, no problem. When should I pick you up?
 
 Seven?
 
 Works for me. I...uh, need your address. She handed him
a business card, which belonged to her boss, but shed written her
address on the back. Okay, see you at seven. Lisa? he said as she
turned to go. She turned back.
 
 Yeah?
 
 Dress casual, okay?
 
 She smiled, and then headed for the elevator.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Jack arrived promptly at seven, and, unusually for her,
Lisa was actually ready for him. She considered just primping for
another fifteen minutes, but decided that would be the wrong way to
treat this. After all, it wasnt really a *date*, was it? No, she was
just having dinner with a coworker to get some advice.
 
 Right.
 
 She walked out to where he was sitting in the living room,
waiting for her, and he rose. She looked stunning in her thin, nearly
see-through, white blouse and tight blue jeans, a dark blue bra
beneath, covering everything, but hinting strongly. Her long blonde
hair was washed and brushed, and it bounced as she walked in her medium
heels.
 
 How do I look? she asked automatically.
 
 You look outstanding, he answered, with far more
sincerity than any of her previous dates had bothered with. She
flashed him a warm smile, and he said, Shall we go? He held out his
arm to her, and she took it daintily. It was far more manners than she
was used to dealing with, and she wasnt sure how to react.
 
 He led her out to his car, a nice but not ostentatious
sedan, and he opened the door for her, holding her hand as she climbed
in the car. He moved around to his side, got in, and they were off.
 
 Hungry? he asked as they got on their way.
 
 Very, she said. He couldnt know there was more than one
meaning in her reply. She looked at him without staring, but for the
first time she noticed that Jack was quite handsome, his medium-brown
hair kept in a fairly stylish if conservative cut, his jaw strong and
his nose well-proportioned but angular. He seemed to have a fairly
nice body, without any muscular bulges. He was dressed casually in a
sweater and slacks, with what she figured was a pullover shirt under
the sweater. He looked very nice, but... not the type she would
normally have picked up in a bar. He seemed too perfect, like he would
be hiding something.
 
 *Is he hiding something?* she asked herself. She decided
that, yes, he probably was. Most people were. She also decided that,
at the moment, she just didnt care.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Dinner had been a pleasant enough event, but it was clear
that Jack did not want to have their discussion over dinner. Lisa
bowed to his wishes, and simply enjoyed the meal and his company. They
talked about work, and about families. They talked about dreams and
hopes for their futures, and where they might be in five or ten years.
 
 Soon enough, the meal was over, and they were back in the
car. She didnt ask where they were heading. She had almost thought
he might take her back to his place, or, better yet, to her place,
where they could... but, no, they werent heading to a home, but into
the nightlife portion of the city.
 
 They pulled into a bar. It took her a moment to realize it
was *her* bar. She turned to him in surprise.
 
 How did you know?
 
 Janine saw you go here a time or two.
 
 *He was asking around about me? What does that mean? Is
that sweet, or is it creepy? Shit, I dont even know, do I?*
 
 She let the thoughts drift out of her mind as he helped her
out of the car, and they walked into the bar together. They chose to
sit at the bar, since it was mostly empty. It was fairly early in the
night for this place. Jack had known that, and that was why hed
brought her here; it would allow them a comfortable place to talk.
 
 A Slippery Twister for me, and... Jack turned to Lisa.
 
 My usual, Ronnie. The bartender nodded, and he stepped
over to mix the drinks. In a few seconds he was back. Sensing that
this was an intimate conversation, he stepped down to the other end of
the bar.
 
 So, Jack said, lifting his pink-orange drink. To your
good fortune.
 
 And to yours, she said automatically, and took a sip of
her drink, a simple rum and Coke. Setting her drink down, she said, I
thought we were going to have a talk...
 
 Lisa, at this point in most of your dates, where would you
be?
 
 *In bed, where else?* was what she thought. Im not sure
I understand the question, was what she said.
 
 Yes you do. I can see it in your eyes. Now, come on,
answer me.
 
 In bed, okay? Wed be in bed by now. Usually its just
dinner, *or* a movie, or I pick them up here, and we go back to my
place. Isnt that what its supposed to be?
 
 Jack took another sip of his drink. No, its not, Lisa.
Thats not dating. Thats being an unpaid prostitute. She looked as
if hed just slapped her. He couldnt blame her; he wasnt sure why
hed said that, except that it was how he felt. Look, I dont want to
hurt you, I really dont, but youre better than that. You *deserve*
better than that.
 
 All men want is sex, she said guardedly.
 
 Maybe the men in here, sure. Then again, maybe youre
looking at the wrong guys. He didnt let slip his other thought, that
she was rather advertising for sex, the way she was dressed, nice as it
was to look at.
 
 Where am I supposed to find the *right* guys? Work?
*Church*?
 
 Jack cringed. God, no. Please, not that old routine.
Ive never met a decent woman through my church... theyre all a little
preachy. No, I know what youre saying; you havent got time for
social organizations or clubs, so your choices are limited. But you
need to make yourself a little less available, and a little more
choosy. Youve got a hell of a lot going for you. Youre smart,
attractive, ambitious. Hed learned that last at dinner: she was
hoping to be an executive some day, and was taking correspondence
courses in an effort to move up in the company.
 
 But, Jack... how do I know who the right guy is? She
couldnt believe that she was leaning on someone like this; not her,
not Miss Independent.
 
 Well, take a look at the guys youve been going out with.
 
 Yeah, then what? she said, almost testily.
 
 Pick someone different, he answered simply.
 
 The thought stunned her. Her head was spinning, and it
sure as hell wasnt from the drink. So simple as that? Pick someone
different. She needed time to think it over.
 
 Getting up, she said, Ive got to go to the ladies room.
Ill be back in a couple minutes.
 
 Sure, take your time. Hed seen the look on her face,
and knew that she was trying to deal with some new thoughts. He knew
people didnt like that. He motioned the bartender down. Ronnie came
quickly.
 
 Yes, sir, can I help you?
 
 You work here regularly?
 
 Yes, sir. Four or five nights a week.
 
 How often do you see her in here?
 
 Lisa? Almost every night. cept Saturdays. She has some
kind of class or something she does on Saturdays. You her new fling?
 
 Jack smiled. No. Im just a friend from work. She
wanted to talk some things over.
 
 Always nice to have friends, sir, Ronnie said, and walked
slowly back down the bar.
 
 *I think Lisa could use a few.*
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Lisa was dressing to go out. She wasnt sure whether she
was insulted or flattered by Jacks behavior the previous night. He
had barely noticed her body at all! *What, am I too damned ugly for
him or something?* On the other hand, hed treated her very much like
a lady, been polite and attentive, and had not had his hands all over
her, like most guys did. But he hadnt even *kissed* her! When theyd
said good-night, hed given her a hug, told her hed see her at the
office, and then hed left. Shed gone inside and masturbated herself
to orgasm in frustration.
 
 *Ill show him,* she thought to herself. She put on a
half-halter, and decided to do without the bra. Her skirt came only
halfway to her knees, and shed have to be careful sitting, or shed be
flashing her panties at passing men.
 
 Not that she had any intention of preventing that from
happening.
 
 After a half hour of primping and final adjustments, she
headed back to her bar. It was called Little Joes, which was odd,
because Joe was about 6 4 tall, and weighed at least 275 lbs. Not
that it mattered to her; he was married and didnt pay her any mind at
all. She settled onto her bar stool, her back to the bar so that she
could watch the crowd. It was much later at night than it had been
when shed walked in with Jack. Now, she could see there were plenty
of prospects for her to go home with.
 
 It took less than an hour before a man shed never met sat
beside her.
 
 If you were the last thing on Earth I looked at, Id die a
happy man, he said to her. It was a sappy line, not that she cared.
She looked him over. He was about 5 9 tall, with short black hair
and dark green eyes. He was attractive enough, which is to say he
didnt make her barf.
 
 Buy you a drink, darlin? he asked.
 
 *Darlin?* Sure, she answered, and gestured to Ronnie,
who brought her a rum and Coke. She sipped at her drink and asked,
Whats your name?
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 His name turned out to be Bert. She rode with him back to
her place. Shed quickly learned to take the bus out to Little Joes,
since going and getting her car every morning was a pain in the ass.
She unlocked the door, and let Bert enter behind her. She locked the
door, and turned to him.
 
 You want a drink first? she asked.
 
 Bert was a little put off by her somewhat cold attitude.
On the other hand, she was a fine piece of ass, and he was looking
forward to fucking her. No, thats okay. Get yourself one, if you
like...
 
 She just shook her head slightly, and gestured for him to
follow her, which he did. She led him back to her bedroom. He took in
the spare furnishings. It didnt look like a womans room at all;
there were no decorations, no frills. It was just a simple bed with a
plain comforter covering it, and a nightstand. There was nothing else
in the room.
 
 She turned to him, and stepped close. He forgot about the
room as their lips touched. His hands came up to rest on her hips,
pulling her body tightly into him. Her tongue snaked its way out of
her mouth, and pressed against his lips. He opened his mouth, and her
tongue assailed his own, pleasantly wrestling it as her body writhed
against him.
 
 Berts hands moved to her ass, pulling her yet more tightly
against him. Her thigh slipped between his legs and gently massaged
his crotch. Bert felt an urgent need to have this babe naked. He
broke their kiss, and his hands slipped upward, beneath her
halter-top. She raised her arms as his hands continued upward, the
half-halter lifting off her body. It was thrown unceremoniously in a
corner, as Berts eyes were glued to the magnificent tits before him.
Her areolas were dark and tight, and her nipples were large, and
already erect. He ran his fingers gently over one, and Lisa murmured
in approval. His other hand moved in to caress the other nipple, and
Lisa moaned, tilting her head back in pleasure.
 
 Bert took the opportunity to lean in and kiss her neck,
licking and lightly nipping at her tender flesh as his fingers
continued their dance. Lisa was lost in a wave of pleasure. Her hands
reached up and began to pull at his shirt, until shed loosed it from
his slacks. She continued to tug on it, but couldnt get it past his
arms without making him stop his massage of her tits, and she
absolutely did not want to do that.
 
 Bert knew what to do about this, though. He removed one
hand from a nipple, and pulled his arm and head through, quickly
returning the now-freed hand back to her tit. Now he exchanged his
other hand for his lips, allowing the accursed shirt to fall to the
floor while his lips and tongue worked over Lisas swollen nipple. He
switched to the other nipple, just to give equal time, and Lisa was
moaning continually by now.
 
 Bert used his free hand to undo his slacks, kicking off his
shoes in the process. It took him some time to get his pants undone,
but Lisa neither noticed nor cared. Finally, they came loose, and fell
to the floor. Bert stepped out of them, and then pulled Lisa to
himself, crushing her large tits against his chest and arousing him
even further. He kissed her again, and as his tongue worked inside her
mouth, his hands undid her skirt, shoving it off her hips so that it
could spill to the floor. His hands slipped beneath her panties, now
fondling her ass cheeks directly. Lisa moaned in pleasure, enjoying
the feel of his fingers on her body.
 
 She broke their kiss, and pushed Bert away. Kneeling, she
gripped his underwear and peeled them down off his hips. She smiled to
herself at the hard cock that she wanted so badly. He was of average
size, but that didnt matter to her at the moment. Just having
something hard pounding into her cunt, that was what she wanted.
 
 She pulled off Berts socks as he stepped out of his
underwear, and now he was naked. She took little notice of any part of
him other than his dick, as her lips engulfed the head of it. Bert
groaned at the sudden pleasurable sensation she was causing. Her lips
worked their way down, her tongue sliding wetly over the skin of his
shaft. She didnt stop until he was buried fully in her mouth. Then
she reached up to play with his balls as her mouth slid slowly off his
cock.
 
 Bert was struggling to control himself; hed never had a
blowjob like this. Every nerve in his cock was in overload. Soon,
Lisa began to bob her head more quickly on his dick, and that was just
more than Bert could take. He grunted out in warning, but she paid no
heed. Her lips and tongue continued their dance until he couldnt
control it anymore, and his cum poured from his dick into her mouth. 

 Lisa stopped her movements, but continued to suck, pulling
all of his jism from his balls. She swallowed all of it, not letting a
drop go to waste. She loved giving blowjobs, loved having a cock
inside any part of her. She continued to massage his prick with her
lips, bringing him back to hardness from his semi-soft state. Bert
looked down at her in awe, already having had one of the greatest
sexual experiences of his life.
 
 Lisa stood back up, but she didnt kiss him. She knew that
most men didnt want to taste their own spunk on her tongue. She led
him to the bed, and pushed him down onto it. Bert, getting the idea,
climbed fully onto the bed, his hard dick waggling with his movements
and inviting Lisa to play.
 
 It wasnt long before Lisa was straddling Berts waist, her
pussy lips resting against the tip of Berts prick. She sank down onto
him slowly, massaging his dick with her cunt walls as she slipped
further onto the shaft. Bert was in heaven, and loving every minute of
this treatment. It took her only a minute before she was fully impaled
upon his cock, her pussy grabbing at it with a million little fingers.
 
 She didnt wait for him, but instead began to move on him
immediately. Her hips and legs moved in rhythm, and Berts eyes went
wide with the wonderful sensation this caused. He watched as her
magnificent tits rolled on her chest, and then he reached up to take
them in hand, fondling the wonderful flesh. He pinched her nipples,
and Lisa moaned.
 
 She rode him faster, and Berts hips began to thrust up at
her, slamming his hard shaft deep into her twat. Lisa growled in
pleasure, fully absorbed in the act of fucking. Her mind was
completely occupied by the job of screwing Bert hard and fast.
 
 Bert, wanting to try a different position, took hold of
Lisas torso. She looked at him in annoyance, but he pulled her to him
and rolled. Her look returned to one of lust as Bert, now on top,
began to ram into her fast and furious. Lisas legs came around his
hips, and helped to pull him deeper into her pussy. Bert watched as
her face contorted into a look of bliss.
 
 Their pace grew more frenzied, and the two began to grunt
and growl in unison, each riding the wave, approaching the crest.
Then, Bert was over first, his cock spewing its load deep into her
cunt. The feel of his climax triggered her own orgasm, and Lisa
screamed out, her body wracked with spasms and her mind filled with
colored lights.
 
 After a few moments, Bert pulled his softening prick out of
her. He rolled over onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
 
 My God, that was great! he said in a gasp. Lisa said
nothing.
 
 Bert waited a few minutes, but could see that, unusually,
this woman was not interested in any cuddling after sex. He got up to
go to the bathroom, and wondered, while he was there, just what he
should do now. Stay? Go? Ask her to do it again?
 
 Lisa answered the question for him. When he returned, she
was sitting on the bed, her feet pulled up, and a robe covering her
body. He looked at her for a moment, but it was if she didnt even see
him. He wondered if there was something wrong with her, but decided
that, if there were, he didnt want any part of that kind of problem.
Bert dressed quickly, and, without more than a cursory farewell, he
made his way to the front door. He was at least polite enough to make
sure it was locked.
 
 Back in her bedroom, Lisa was staring at the wall, seeing
not her bedroom, but the man shed just fucked. And following him,
going back in time, were all the men shed fucked in the past.
Standing off to the side of this scene, not in any judgmental context,
but just as an observer, was Jack.
 
 *What would Jack think about tonight? I went to that bar,
and picked up a guy, just like I always do! I did just exactly what he
told me *not* to do!*
 
 Lisas tears flowed freely as she sat on the bed, sobbing
herself to sleep.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Over the next two weeks, Lisa worked herself into a
complete mess. Shed dated every kind of guy she could think of that
came into the bar. Of course, to Lisa, date meant screw, and so
her dates were no different than they had been before. What had she
misunderstood about what Jack had told her? She was so desperate now
that she would try anything to find happiness. Somehow, having bared
her soul to someone else had made this a much more urgent dilemma. How
would he look at her, now that she had failed, even after his help?
 
 Well, there was only one thing to do. Shed have to talk
with him again. She caught him in the lunch room, but she had to wait
until a couple other coworkers took a hint and headed to the other side
of the room.
 
 Hey, Lisa. You look a wreck, he said as lightly as he
could.
 
 Jack... can we go out tonight? I really need to talk to
you about some things.
 
 Although Lisa had been Jacks friend for a while, shed
never really asked him out. He, of course, wouldnt dare, in the
climate of sexual harassment that pervaded the day. He looked at her
for a few moments, and then nodded. Seven oclock again?
 
 She nodded. Jack got up to leave, having finished his
lunch. She put her hand on his wrist to stop him. When he turned, she
said, Thanks.
 
 No problem. Ill see you at seven.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Lisa was ready and waiting when Jack showed up at five
minutes to seven. This told him more than anything else could have;
hed never *not* had to wait for his date. He looked her over
quickly. She was wearing a burgundy blouse with a tight black skirt.
She looked very nice, but it was also what he often referred to as a
fuck me outfit.
 
 Jack considered, as he walked her to his car, whether that
was a possibility. Did she think of him in those terms? Perhaps she
did. Did *he *think of *her* in those terms? Well, yes, he admitted
to himself, hed had his share of fantasies. But this was supposed to
be about her finding the right guy, and how would it look if he in
essence told her that he was the right guy? Not cool.
 
 His thoughts proceeded along these lines as he got in the
car and drove downtown. Have you eaten yet? he asked. Hed had a
light meal, just in case.
 
 Yeah, she said, lying. She just didnt want to go
through another dinner, trying to keep up decent chatter. She wasnt
good at small-talk.
 
 Okay. Then we can go right to the entertainment portion
of the evening.
 
 She thought, for the briefest moment, that he might be
taking her to his place. After a seconds consideration, though, she
rejected the idea. *Hell at least take me for drinks first.*
 
 They went to a place shed never been to. It was just on
the edge of town, a club called The Frontier. He was just as mannerly
as last time, opening doors for her and letting her sit first, the
whole routine that none of her other dates gave even lip-service to.
She wondered how he remembered all the rules that were supposed to go
with chivalry. It never occurred to her that he didnt have to
*remember* them.
 
 The waitress came over, and they both ordered drinks. She
noticed that the drink he ordered was very light on alcohol. *What
does that mean?* Shed ordered her usual drink, empty stomach and
all. She needed the illusion of calm right now.
 
 So, Jack said after the drinks had arrived. I take it
that the dating scene has not improved.
 
 No, she said, a tremble in her voice. The drink wasnt
calming her as much as shed hoped it would. Jacks hand reached out
to touch her own, a gentle, feathery contact, just to let her know he
was there for her.
 
 Hmm, he said. Did you try dating different kinds of
guys?
 
 Jack, Ive dated nearly everybody in that bar now.
 
 *Uh-huh. Im sure your bed is getting worn out.* Jack
didnt judge her over her promiscuity; that didnt bother him. He
knew, however, that she would never find the right guy to settle down
with if that was her plan of attack.
 
 Lisa... he started to ask, but couldnt bring himself to
ask *that* question. Would you like to dance?
 
 The question startled her. She wasnt a good dancer, at
least not vertically. It would be rude to say no, though. Um, sure.
 
 Jack gently took her hand, and led her over to the
jukebox. The bar was nearly empty, and so the jukebox was silent at
the moment. He fed some quarters into it, and picked a selection of
moderate-to-slow music. As the first song started, he led her to the
center of the dance floor.
 
 Jack put his hands at her waist, and pulled her, very
gently, to him. They didnt quite make body contact, but it was close
enough that they could feel each others body warmth. Lisa put her
arms around his neck, and they began to move. She was grateful that he
didnt seem to be doing any particular dance, as much as just moving
slowly back and forth. This, she could do. If he started something
even as complex as a waltz, she was doomed. They were silent through
the first three songs, just being together, moving as one.
 
 Jack, what are we doing? she finally asked.
 
 Dancing. They call this dancing, he said light-heartedly.
 
 Yeah, but I mean...
 
 Lisa, this is part of dating. Not everything has to lead
somewhere. Its just time together, doing something pleasant. I could
have taken you bowling, but you werent dressed for it. She was
pretty sure he was kidding, but Jack was so different from what she was
used to...
 
 *Would he have actually taken me bowling?*
 
 My dates dont usually have much interest in doing things
like this.
 
 Do you give them a chance to?
 
 Of... She was going to say, *of course I do*, but she
stopped. Did she really? She had to face the fact that most of her
dates were less than an hour long before they ended up in bed
somewhere.
 
 Jack correctly interpreted her silence, but he didnt press
the issue. Hed never been one to just slap people in the face with
their problems. He would let her figure this out in her own time.
Meanwhile, he was having a wonderful time holding her like this. There
were a few other couples on the dance floor, but he didnt notice. He
could smell her, feel her. This was how one of his fantasies started.
He couldnt live that one out, though; the cops would be called. That
thought brought a slight smile to his face.
 
 Lisas mind was churning over the questions Jack had
asked... and some thoughts hed implied, but left unsaid. She closed
her eyes against the torrent of confusion washing over her. She didnt
want to think about this now. She didnt want to *think*, only to
feel. Lisa stepped closer to Jack, making body contact. She laid her
head on his shoulder, her arms still wrapped around his neck. Jacks
hands slipped around to her lower back, caressing her gently as they
continued to dance. Lisa had to admit, this was a very nice thing to
be doing with him. She also knew he was aroused; it was impossible not
to feel his erection with her body pressed against him.
 
 *Maybe hell bed me tonight*, she thought. She was excited
at the prospect of getting him into bed, getting to really know him.
She didnt realize that it was this thought pattern he was trying to
stop her from having.
 
 
 
 A few hours later, they were back at her house. They had
spent the evening dancing and talking, each having only a couple of
drinks. She had found the evening so pleasant that she had barely
thought about the nervousness that had been bugging her at the start of
the night.
 
 Jack walked her up to her porch, and there he stopped. She
turned to him, looking up into his eyes and seeing warmth and
compassion there; something she rarely saw in any mans eyes, at least
when they were aimed at her. She also saw the underlying tone of
arousal and interest, and so she asked her question.
 
 Would you like to come in?
 
 Jack smiled very warmly, to help ease any hurt his reply
might cause. I cant. Its getting late, and we both have to be at
work early. I had a really nice time tonight.
 
 Yeah, she said. Her voice didnt reveal any pain, though
he was sure he heard some disappointment.
 
 He wasnt sure if he should do what he wanted to. After
thinking it over, he decided, well, they *were* dating, so it shouldnt
be too far out of line. He leaned in, and she immediately responded,
tilting her head up to meet his advance. Their lips touched gingerly,
moving against each other. He worked hard to keep it from building
into something more passionate, and he broke contact after several
seconds.
 
 Id better go, he said. *Before I take you up on your
offer, and spoil every damned thing Ive tried to teach you about
dates!* See you tomorrow?
 
 Yes, she said, her eyes a little glazed. He wasnt sure
what that was about, and didnt have time to consider it. He ran his
hand along her hip as he stepped away from her, and then he was down
the porch steps and in his car. He noted that she watched him leave
before turning and going into her own apartment.
 
 
 
 Lisa closed the door, locked it, and then slumped back
against it. The night had been so perfect... why hadnt he wanted to
have sex?
 
 *Does it matter? He didnt, and thats that!*
 
* Maybe Im just not trying hard enough?*
 
* Okay... maybe next time we should just show up at the door
naked! I damn near threw myself at him tonight, with this outfit!*
 
 There were tears running down her face as she made her way
to the bedroom.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Lisa avoided Jack for the next week, unable to face him.
Her mind was so torn over the feelings she was having, she couldnt
come to any rational decision about what to do. One half wanted to
walk right into his office and slap him. The other half wanted to walk
into his office, strip naked, and have him fuck her on his desk.
Somewhere in the middle was what she was supposed to do, she knew, but
she couldnt get her mind to settle on any course of action.
 
 Jack, on the other hand, was worried about his friend. He
knew that this had all started just because he felt the need to give
her advice. He did that with everyone, though, and it had never led
this far. He was feeling a growing protectiveness for her, and a
fondness. He wondered if she would make a good lover,
girlfriend...wife? *Whoa, Jack, my man. Back off!*
 
 The two of them went about their lives for another week
before Lisa couldnt stand it anymore. Jack was the only man who had
ever turned down sex from her. He had to know thats what shed been
offering. He *had* to! She was determined, now, that she would seduce
him. He would not win this battle of wills. The next time they went
out, her outfit would fairly scream Fuck me!
 
 That decision made, Lisa felt much better, and was finally
able to focus on her work. Shed see Jack soon enough, and ask him out
again, and then... well, shed worry about their relationship after
shed fucked him. It was the most important part, after all.
 
 
 
 She finally saw Jack in the lunchroom the next day. It was
a good thing; it was Friday, and she didnt want to wait over the
weekend. She came over and sat next to him. When he turned his head
to her from talking to someone else, she smiled seductively at him. He
smiled in return and said, Hey, Lisa. Havent seen you here in a
while. Everything going all right?
 
 Her face wavered. So much of his tone suggested that he
cared for her, but her seduction seemed to pass right by him. She
strengthened herself, and moved on. Sure, everythings great. I was
wondering if we might go out tonight.
 
 Jacks eyes looked a little brighter, but his smile didnt
change. His hand did, however, run across her back softly. Sure, he
answered, his hand massaging her back wonderfully. Seven again?
 
 Yes, she said, purring at his touch. It felt so good.
 
 Okay. Ill see you then. Hed long ago finished his
lunch, and so he got up to head back to his office, his hand straying
across her back until he was out of reach. She felt butterflies in her
stomach, and she knew that was completely out of character for her.
 
 *Nerves? Before a date?*
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Jack showed up promptly at seven, just as he had the last
time. Lisa knew she was dressed like a slut, wearing a thin, very
sexy, halter top, and a tight skirt that didnt make it half-way to her
knees. She enjoyed the look Jack gave her when she opened the door.
 
 Jack was a little surprised at Lisas outfit. Okay, it was
their third date, but he had not expected her to announce her interest
in him so brazenly. *Then again, its what she thinks dating is
about.* There was, however, a problem, and it showed on his face.
 
 Whats the matter? Lisa asked, concerned that he
disapproved of her outfit.
 
 Um... where were going... you might want to change. You
might be a little cold in that.
 
 Oh? Where are we going? she asked playfully.
 
 To Riverside.
 
 *Whoa.* No one had ever taken her to Riverside. It was an
upscale, but *outdoor*, club, right on the river, where dancing,
eating, and lounging were all done under the stars, as it was well
outside of town. Given the chill of the evening, he was right; shed
freeze to death the way she was dressed, and that would *not* serve her
purposes.
 
 Okay... give me a few minutes?
 
 Take your time, he answered, taking a seat on the couch.
As soon as she was out of the room, he picked up a magazine to read
while she changed. Hed feared she might be dressed that way, and he
was ready to wait for the next half-hour while she changed.
 
 He was surprised when she came back out only ten minutes
later. *She must have thought about it ahead of time.* What she was
wearing was hardly less sexy. His eyes roamed her form. She was
wearing pale blue pants made of a shiny, tight material, and a white
blouse which was thin enough he could see her pale skin beneath it. He
could tell she was not wearing a bra. Over the blouse, shed pulled on
a button-up navy blue sweater, which she did not, however, button up.
 
 Better? she asked, enjoying how his eyes roamed her
form. *Yes, tonight hell be mine.*
 
 Should be, he finally said when hed regained his voice.
Shall we go?
 
 
 
 The ride out of town was quiet, but swift. He pulled into
the parking lot, and stopped. This club had valet parking, and so he
handed his key to the young man, while another helped Lisa out of the
car. She thought it was funny how the boy helping her was trying not
to drool.
 
 Jack took her arm very gently and led her into the club,
where they were led to a table for dinner. The dinner area was covered
by a roof, to protect against weather, but there werent any walls, and
so the breeze of the evening blew through the area. It was a very nice
place, and the service was top-notch, as was the food.
 
 As they ate dinner, she noticed for the first time that
Jack was actually eyeing her. Previously, hed taken great care not to
stare at her chest, or to ogle her openly. Tonight, he seemed not to
worry so much about it, which was okay with her.
 
 *Shes incredibly beautiful, and its obvious shes willing
to sleep with me. But dammit, doesnt that defeat the purpose of this
whole thing? On the other hand, perhaps there are other ways to show
her how she should be treated by the right guy.*
 
* Am I the right guy? Do I want to be? She seems nice
enough, except for her predisposition about sex...* Not that Jack
would mind having a girlfriend who liked a lot of sex, but he was
trying to show Lisa that it wasnt supposed to be all about sex. *Can
I continue to show her that if we sleep together?*
 
 
 
 When they finished their dinner, they relaxed for a few
minutes, but then Jack led her out to the dance floor. This was not
the kind of place that had a jukebox; a full ensemble was playing
actual dance music, and there were many couples out on the floor, some
of them doing some very complicated dances.
 
 I... dont know how to dance, Jack, she said with some
vulnerability in her voice. It made her uneasy, but it was what Jack
had been hoping to see for three dates now.
 
 Neither do I, he said with a chuckle. And we dont need
to, unless youre trying to show off for someone. All I need is
this. Jack put his hand on her waist and easily pulled her toward
him. His other hand brushed some hair out of her face before joining
his other down on her hips. Lisa slipped her arms around his back, and
looked up at him as they began to move together to the soft music.
 
 I never really knew how nice this was, she said after the
song was about half over.
 
 This is called a date, Lisa. This is what people are
supposed to do on dates; get to know each other. I love taking my
dates dancing. It just makes things more comfortable.
 
 Mm-hmm, she said with a smile, then she pulled herself
close, and laid her head on his chest. Jack turned his head slightly,
and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her warmth against him. He
could feel every inch of her, and it felt great.
 
 The two danced for quite a while, just being together.
They didnt even say much to each other out on the dance floor, just
held on and enjoyed the moments. Finally, though, Jack felt it was
time to move on to the next part of their date, and so as the song
ended, he pulled away from her.
 
 Lisa looked at him with a look of distaste; shed enjoyed
being in his arms, and didnt want it to end. He understood that, but
they couldnt stay here forever. He took her hand, and led her out
past the gardens, out to the walkway built out over the water. They
held hands as they moved further out the pier, until theyd finally
reached a spot where no one else was standing. They stood in silence,
taking in the lights of the city, the stars in the sky, and the
soothing sound of lapping water.
 
 Jack let go of Lisas hand and put his arm around her
waist, pulling her into him. She came willingly, turning her body in
toward him, wrapping her arms around him. There were no words for this
moment in time; the couple stood together, not wondering what the other
was thinking, not thinking themselves, just *being*.
 
 Finally, Jack took notice of the slight shiver that was
running over Lisas body.
 
 Cold? he asked softly.
 
 A little bit, she admitted.
 
 Mm. Maybe its time to take you home, then.
 
 She both thrilled and fretted as he said that. She wasnt
able to read any meaning into his statement. Would he simply drop her
off, as before? Would he take her to bed? She *so* wanted him to fuck
her... no, what she really wanted was for him to *make love* to her...
*Was that what hed meant all along? No one has ever actually cared
about me when weve had sex, its always just been to get their rocks
off. Oh, hell, I dont know. Stop worrying over it, Lisa!*
 
 
 
 Jack led her up to her door, and then she turned to him.
She was actually trembling now. You want to come in? she asked,
careful to keep any quiver out of her voice.
 
 It didnt matter. Jack could see in her eyes how important
his answer was to her. Hed already essentially rejected her twice.
At least, thats how she saw it. If he did it again... No, he
couldnt do that to her.
 
 I think Id like that, he answered softly. She smiled
seductively at him, and then opened the door. She led him into the
living room, turning on a couple of soft lights, while he closed and
locked the front door. She shed her sweater onto the couch, and he
could now quite clearly see her nipples, even in the dim light.
 
 Do you want something to drink? she asked.
 
 When she was close enough, he stepped to her and said,
This is what I want. Very slowly, he leaned down, his hands softly
cupping her head, and their lips met. It was far better than the
simple kiss theyd shared at the end of their last date, and he could
actually feel her heartbeat as they kissed. Lisas hands came up to
rest on Jacks sides, but she couldnt really manage anything more than
that. Their lips continued to move against each other, but Jack let
his hand slide off the back of her head, down onto her back. He pulled
her tightly into himself, and she came eagerly.
 
 Eventually, he broke the kiss. Lisa was glassy-eyed, and a
little out of breath. He knew he wasnt that great a kisser, so did
this mean she wasnt used to being truly kissed? What had this poor
girl subjected herself to?
 
 Finally, Lisa got her bearings and said, Take me to bed,
Jack. Please.
 
 Jack nodded, but didnt move for a few moments. He was
enjoying the feel of her, pressed against him like she was.
Ultimately, he had to let her go. She turned to lead him into the
bedroom, and she could feel his eyes watching her ass sway. He
followed slowly, keeping a little distance, so he could enjoy her body.
 
 When he entered the bedroom, he frowned. It looked more
like his younger brothers bedroom than any womans sleeping quarters.
There were no decorations at all, and it was clear this was a room
designed for two things: sleeping, and fucking.
 
 Lisa turned to him, and saw him looking around at the
room. She saw the twinge of a frown at the corners of his mouth, but
then his eyes returned to her, and the warm smile hed shown her so
often returned. She went to him, and he embraced her, their lips
connecting with even more passion. Jack slid his tongue out and very
gently probed her lips. She parted them, and allowed his tongue to
enter her mouth, soon to engage her own tongue, and then those tongues
soon began dueling passionately.
 
 Jack continued to kiss Lisa as he walked her over to the
side of the bed, and then they sat. Very quickly, they lay down, still
kissing. Jack allowed his one hand to play with her hair, his other
held her waist. That hand slipped from her hip back onto her ass.
Lisa moaned softly into his mouth, enjoying the feel of his touch.
 
 After some minutes, they broke their kiss, and Jack sat
up. Lisa didnt quite feel the strength to move at the moment, and so
just lay there, watching him. Jack removed his shirt, allowing it to
fall to the floor. He turned to see her watching him, and smiled. He
kicked off his own shoes, and reached down to pull off his socks. He
didnt want to go any further just yet; he wanted this to be a long,
slow session for her. He was sure shed never done it that way, and he
knew it would be a surprise to her. He reached down, lifting her foot
off the ground, and slipped off her shoe, then repeated the action with
the other foot. He considered giving her a foot rub, but, no, that
would have to wait; shed never tolerate him taking that much time just
now.
 
 He lay back down beside her, leaning on his one elbow. She
had rolled onto her back, and looked up at him with anticipation. He
rested his free hand on her stomach, making light contact. Lisa
inhaled sharply at the feel of his hand against her, and she was hoping
it was going to move. Whether she wanted it to go up or down more, she
couldnt say, but she wanted it to move.
 
 Move it did. Jack gingerly moved his hand up to her
breast, very gingerly passing his fingers over the swell of her tit,
allowing the very tips of his fingers to brush against the side of her
nipple. Lisa moaned softly, arching her back to force more contact
between her tit and Jacks fingers, but he was having none of that. He
pulled his hand away just enough to keep the contact the same, a very
soft, arousing touch.
 
 His hand slipped across to her other breast and continued
the caress, driving Lisa mad with lust. She was trying to twist into
him, but he read her movements, and continued to stroke ever so
tenderly. She refused to bring her hands into it, mainly because she
was enjoying the hell out of this. Any other guy shed been with would
have already been screwing her.
 
 Jacks hand eventually worked its way up to the top button
on Lisas blouse, and unfastened it. His fingers tickled the newly
exposed skin as they slipped down to the next button, and the next.
Lisa was already sweating from arousal, and her attempt not to make him
go faster. Her body was screaming for contact by the time he had her
blouse fully unfastened. Hed even taken the time to undo her cuffs,
to make it easy for her to get it off, when the time came.
 
 Laying open the blouse, Jack exposed Lisas wonderful
breasts to his view at last. They were as gorgeous as hed imagined:
large but firm, with tight, dark areolas. Her nipples were erect and
standing a good half-inch off her tit. His hand, the one that had been
doing all the torturing so far, returned to her abdomen, and then began
its slow dance back up her body.
 
 Lisa groaned loudly as his fingers found her nipple. He
ran them, one at a time, over the sensitive little nub, and then he
moved across to repeat the performance on her other nipple. Jack
leaned down and kissed Lisa as his fingers continued to slither across
her chest, doing incredible things to her body. Their tongues were
soon dancing as rapidly as Jacks fingers were, and Lisa was completely
lost in the sensations.
 
 Jack let their lips part, and his mouth then moved across
her chin, and down to her neck, where it kissed and licked at her fair
skin. Lisa was mewling at his ministrations, loving the feel of what
he was doing to her. Slowly, his mouth continued to slide downward,
across her chest and onto her tit. When his lips found her nipple,
Lisa cried out, Oh, yes! Her back arched, thrusting her tit deeper
into his willing mouth. He didnt fight her this time, but continued
to lick and suck at her nipple. When he switched over to her other
breast, his now-free hand wandered down across her abdomen. As his
tongue worked its magic on her nipple, his fingers worked their own
magic on the fasteners on her pants. He soon had them undone, and his
hand was massaging the panty-covered area of flesh just above her mound.
 
 Lisa knew what he was doing, though she was barely capable
of thought at this point. She lifted her hips repeatedly, hoping he
would remove her damn pants. She took matters into her own hands,
pulling them down past her hips, and exposing her entire crotch to
Jacks hand, if it so chose to wander.
 
 Jacks hand wandered further down, but slid past her groin
onto her upper thighs. She parted her legs as much as she could to
allow him access, but he didnt yet make the move. Removing his lips
from her nipple, he looked into her eyes. He could see the wanting,
the needing, there, and he was ready to give it to her, but he wanted
her to know just how good it could be when the other person cared. He
slipped off the bed, his hands tracing along her body as he moved. As
he stood up, his hands pulled her pants down. She moved her legs to
help him get the tight garment off, and he let this, too, fall to the
floor. While standing, he removed his own pants, but not his boxers.
He didnt want her to focus on it, just yet.
 
 Lisa, however, was already pushing her panties down off her
hips. Jack bowed to her initiative, and gently took hold of them, and
pulled them off her legs. He quickly slipped back onto the bed next to
her, and started to kiss her again. His hand now rested on her inner
thigh, making small circles with his fingers and driving Lisa wild.
His hand was ever so slowly inching its way upward, and Lisa was almost
holding her breath, waiting for contact.
 
 Finally, Jacks fingers brushed against her pussy lips.
Lisa groaned into his mouth, her body twitching in pleasure. He
continued with feathery strokes, watching her bodys heat rise toward
her summit. When he figured she was about half-way there, he broke
their kiss.
 
 Jack moved down her body, and it took Lisa a moment to
figure out what he was going to do. When she did, she brought her
hands to cover herself. Jack carefully and gently removed her hands,
looking at her wonderful pussy, wet and ready for his attention.
 
 Jack, you dont have to  Oh, my God! her cry of pleasure
cut short her protest as Jacks tongue slipped along her outer lips,
parting them in search of her inner heat. Lisa began to moan
continuously as Jacks tongue found its target and pressed in. He used
his tongue as a small cock, pressing into her cunt with it, and then he
pulled it out, licking around her hole and teasing her lips, then back
in hed go. Lisa was beginning to buck her hips at him, and she was
crying out in joy.
 
 Sensing the time was right, Jack moved his tongue upward,
seeking and finding her clit, teasing it out of its hood, and then
sucking it between his lips so that his tongue could flick it back and
forth rapidly.
 
 Lisas mind was in overload, and finally she succumbed to
the pleasure she was feeling. She screamed out, and her body
convulsed, her back arching and her head twisting to one side as her
pussy flooded Jacks face with her juices. Jack continued to suck
throughout her orgasm, holding on as she bucked and writhed beneath
him. He let go only as she was coming down from her high, and was
panting heavily, barely able to move.
 
 Jack moved up beside his lover, not wanting to make any
unwarranted touches until she was a little more relaxed and ready. She
had her eyes closed, and her chest was heaving in a fashion that was
very pleasant to watch, at least for Jack. He laid his hand very
softly against her abdomen, just to let her know he was still there.
She opened her eyes and turned her face toward him, and smiled. It was
the kind of look a woman only gives to a lover, and only when they have
pleased her greatly. She reached up one hand  that seemed so hard for
her to do  and cupped his cheek, and then pulled him down to her. She
kissed him, tasting her juices for the first time. It wouldnt have
mattered what it tasted like, for she had never felt anything like that
before.
 
 Their kissing grew more passionate, and it was clear to
Jack that she would soon be ready for more of his attention. His hand
slipped back up to her tit, and began to fondle it just slightly more
aggressively. He rolled the flesh in his hand, and gently pinched the
nipple. Lisa groaned against his lips, her body obviously enjoying the
sensations he was giving her. His hand slid down, off her breast, and
moved for her mound. Her legs parted and her hips twisted in
anticipation of where his fingers would dance next. When they crossed
over her clit, she broke their kiss and cried out.
 
 Oh, God, Jack! I need you, please!
 
 He wasnt going to deny her. He hadnt been teasing, he
simply wanted her to know how good it *could* be, if both partners
tried. He rose from the bed only long enough to shed his briefs. Lisa
watched as his erect cock was revealed. She hadnt wanted anyone
inside of her so badly since the first time shed been laid. Jack
clambered back onto the bed, sliding between Lisas legs. As he moved
into position, he held his dick with one hand, positioning it at her
cunt lips. He paused for just a moment, the pressure holding his prick
in place, and he slid his hand up along her abdomen, across to her
side, and then up, past her breast and finally coming to rest on her
cheek. She turned her head and kissed his palm.
 
 Jack slowly pushed forward, and Lisa mewed as she felt her
pussy being filled by his hard cock. Jack moved his hand off her
cheek, and down onto her breast, softly caressing the outside swell of
her glorious mound. Gently but persistently, Jack pressed his dick
into her gripping cunt, until he was finally buried in her depths.
 
 Jack paused for a moment, just studying the beautiful girl
beneath him. She looked up at him with hunger in her eyes, her pussy
twitching against his cock, both urging him to continue. Slowly, Jack
pulled out, leaving only the head of his cock in, and then pushed back
in. He was moving a little faster than the first time, but not that
much. Lisa began to ripple her pussy, trying to pull him into her
faster, but he was unrelenting. He kept up the slow pace, watching how
she moved, twisting and wriggling beneath him, her body loving every
second of this kind of torture.
 
 Jack leaned down and kissed her, their tongues immediately
seeking each other out. He moved a little faster inside her as they
continued to kiss. He used one hand to play with her nipple while the
other hand supported him. Lisa brought her legs up to wrap around his
thighs, holding him inside of her.
 
 They kept up their rhythm for some time, Lisa becoming more
and more aroused as Jack circled his hips during his thrusts, sliding
into her from slightly different angles. She was in ecstasy, loving
every second of their coupling.
 
 Suddenly, Jack stopped, and shifted himself. Then he
rolled to the side, pulling her with him. Her top leg came over top of
his top leg, which was in turn curled over her bottom leg. His bottom
arm held her strongly against him, and he began to thrust again. The
change in position was nice, and it allowed his free hand to softly
caress her side, and her back. Soon he was sliding into her with the
same force he had been before, and he returned to kissing her as his
hand roamed her body.
 
 Lisa had never felt feelings this intense. She never
wanted this to end, and yet she could feel her body building to a
tremendous release, and she welcomed that. Jack was moving with her,
complementing her body, rather than forcing his will upon it. Her hips
pumped with his, her back arched as he pulled her against him. The two
worked as one, and they were both engulfed in bliss.
 
 After a little while, Jack could sense they were both
close. He pulled her over, rolling onto his back so that she was on
top of him. He didnt let her sit up, but held her tightly to his
chest. Her legs slipped outside of his, and then he lifted his knees.
In this position, he finally began to ram into her harder, bucking his
hips up at her.
 
 Lisa was more than ready for the added strength of his
thrusts, and her hips slammed down to meet each of his upward moves.
Their mouths were tightly locked now, and they both had their eyes
closed, waiting for the coming flood, hoping it would wash over them.
 
 It wasnt long in coming, and Lisa came first. Her body
was wracked with spasms, even held in place by Jacks strong arms. She
screamed against his lips, and her pussy muscles clamped down on his
pounding cock, milking it for all she was worth.
 
 That sensation was more than Jack could take, and he
slammed up into her one final time, pouring his spunk deep inside of
her grunting back into her mouth, and holding her tightly to him. He
was awash in the pleasant sensations of his climax and the wonderful
girl held to his chest. She was lost in the ecstasy of her second
orgasm of the night.
 
 Finally, as had to happen, they finally came down. They
broke their kiss, and Jack rolled them back onto their sides, not
letting her go, but easing his hold on her. She smiled up at him in a
way he didnt quite understand, but she said nothing. Neither did he.
He leaned down and kissed her again, this time softly, and she
responded. When they broke the kiss, they each relaxed, Lisa held
tenderly in Jacks arms, and they slept.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 

 Jack finally left Lisas home late the next morning.
Theyd slept, and showered, and then made love again before hed gone.
Lisa was in a haze for the entire weekend, and nearly danced her way
into the office on Monday. The other workers noticed, but let the
matter ride, figuring that if she wanted them to know about it, shed
tell them.
 
 For Jack, the experience had also been pretty good. He
spent the rest of his weekend trying to figure out just how he felt
about the beautiful woman with the screwed-up love life, and whether he
wanted to become a permanent part of her world.
 
 The office, at least, got a clue at lunch that day, when
Lisa came over to sit by Jack, and kissed him on the cheek before she
sat down. Once she was sitting, he discreetly put his arm around her
waist and gave her a firm squeeze. She smiled at his touch.
 
 The problem for them both was that they didnt really have
any words left. Lisa was still so much in a happy daze, and Jack was
still concerned over his  or their  future, that they barely said
anything at all during lunch. Lisa kissed him again before traipsing
back to her office.
 
 Jack sat for a few more minutes, and others noticed the
look on his face. One of his coworkers came over to talk.
 
 Hey, Jack, Maureen said, sitting down with her coffee.
You look like youve got a problem.
 
 Yeah. Im not sure what to do about Lisa.
 
 Oh? You two looked pretty cozy during lunch. She
smirked at him and winked, to let him know she thought it was cute,
rather than improper.
 
 I didnt start out to *date* her, Maureen. I was just
trying to give her some advice about dating. Well, one thing led to
another, and, you know how these things go.
 
 Maureen nodded. So, whats the trouble? She seems happy
enough.
 
 Im not sure what *I* want. I mean, shes quite a looker,
and shes a sweet girl, but...
 
 Hey, you dont have to marry her, Jack, Maureen said with
a chuckle. Just date her for a while. Leave the big picture for six
months from now.
 
 Maureen was in her early thirties, and had been married
three times already. Jack figured she probably knew more about it than
he did. Thanks, Maury. I guess youre right. I appreciate the
advice.
 
 No problem. And good luck, to the both of you.
 
 He smiled at her, and headed back to his office.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 By Wednesday, Lisas haze had worn off, and shed begun to
have doubts. *Maybe it was just a fluke. I mean, it was all one
night. Okay, one night and a morning. And yeah, it made me feel
incredible, and Ive never felt that good with a guy, but... But Ive
been hurt so many times, I mean, why would he want me, anyway? Hes as
much as told me Im a slut, which is true, I guess...* So her thoughts
progressed. Her colleagues saw the distress on her face, but again,
decided not to interfere.
 
 She intentionally missed Jack at lunch; she wasnt in a
state of mind where she could face him just then, and so shed eaten
late. When she came back from lunch, there was a small note on her
desk.
 
Missed you at lunch. Hope everything is okay.
 
    Jack
 
    XO
 
 
 
 As much as anything else, the XO at the bottom stung.
Not because she thought he didnt mean it, but because she knew he
did. She fought back the tears that came to her eyes as she walked to
the bathroom. Only when she was safely ensconced in a stall with the
door closed did she let the tears flow freely, but silently.
 
 *What am I supposed to do?*
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 That night, Lisa got dressed up, and she went out. She was
going to prove to herself that Jack was *no big deal*. Shed gotten
what she wanted out of him... hadnt she?
 
 Entering her bar, she settled at the bar and ordered her
usual. The bartender didnt talk to her, as he usually would, but she
didnt notice this. She took a long pull from her drink, and tried to
settle in.
 
 Soon enough, the guys began to come in, and they took
immediate note of her clothing, her posture, her facial expression.
All of it said, Im available. It was less than a half hour after
sitting down that the first guy approached her.
 
 She looked him over, and he seemed cute enough. He bought
her a drink, but as soon as he started talking, all her mind could
think to itself was, *all he really wants is to get laid.* He hadnt
even asked what she did for a living yet, and hed been talking now for
almost five minutes.
 
 *This guy isnt what I want.* She let him ramble on for
another couple minutes before making it clear with gestures and eye
movements that she wasnt interested. Eventually, he took the hint,
and moved off.
 
 He was followed ten minutes later by a tall blonde. This
man had the look of money about him. *Whats he doing in this dive?
Probably just trawling for a trophy at the country club for a night or
two.* He was talking himself up big-time, and Lisa found herself
growing more disgusted by the minute.
 
 Finally, she said, Excuse me, I have to go to the ladies
room. She didnt wait for an answer, which was the most final
brush-off shed ever given anyone. She sat for several minutes, and
then returned to her seat at the bar. The tall blonde was now chatting
up a young redhead down at the other end of the bar. *Good.*
 
 The night went on like that. Finally, at midnight, Lisa
called it quits, and hopped the bus home. She walked into her
apartment, and locked the door. She walked calmly to the bedroom,
dropped her purse and coat on the dresser, and then flung herself onto
the bed.
 
 There, she sobbed herself to sleep.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 When Lisa woke up the next morning, her eyes were puffy,
and her clothes were a mess. She needed a shower, and she took one,
but it didnt make her feel any better. All she had resolved last
night was that none of the *other* guys interested her. But why did
Jack? What was different about him? And why did he care about her,
if, in fact, he did?
 
 Youre gonna drive yourself around the bend with this
shit, she told her reflection in the mirror. The reflection nodded
back at her. She got dressed haphazardly, not really caring how she
looked, though she took the time to get her makeup right.
 
 *Hes just in lust with the image, I bet.*
 
 
 
 She arrived at work, but this time, someone *did* say
something.
 
 You look like Hell, Lisa.
 
 Good morning to you, too, Maury, she said with a smile.
 
 Late night?
 
 Something like that, she answered evasively.
 
 Out with Jack again? Maureen asked softly.
 
 No, she said with more finality than shed intended.
 
 Maureen was taken aback. Something the matter between you
two?
 
 Lisa looked at her for a long moment. Do you think he
really cares about me?
 
 I *know* he cares about you. If youre asking if he
*loves* you, I would hope youd have a better sense of that than I do.
 
 I guess youre right. But... how can you tell when a
guy... I mean, if he really wants to be with you?
 
 Maureen smiled at her younger friend. From anyone but
you, that would be a funny question. Lisa, look in your heart, and I
think you probably already know the answer. Now, wed both better get
to work before the boss-man yelleth.
 
 Maury?
 
 Yeah?
 
 Thanks.
 
 No problem, Kiddo.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Lisa fumbled her way through the day up until lunch.
Finally, she trudged her way to the cafeteria. She still couldnt
decide what to do. She sat down with her food, off in a corner. She
wasnt sure if she was hiding from Jack or not, but her mind had guided
her to that point.
 
 When Jack sat down beside her, running his hand gently
across her back, she knew she hadnt been hiding from him. She also
knew she wanted him. She knew it as firmly as shed known that she
*hadnt* wanted any of the guys last night.
 
 Hey, Sweetheart, he said softly. Everything all right?
 
 The concern in his voice turned her eyes to his. Whereas
most people ask that question out of politeness before launching into a
filibuster about how horrible their own lives are, Jack had meant the
question, and he was waiting for an answer, concerned with her response.
 
 Im better now that youre here, she answered honestly.
She *did* feel better in his presence, though she couldnt have
explained why to herself, let alone anyone else.
 
 Im glad to hear that. He gave her a very discreet hug
before turning to his lunch.
 
 *But what if it was just that one night? What if it was
the dancing and the romance?* Her mind shot back with, *What says he
cant do that again?* Angry with herself, she demanded, *But what if
it was just the once?*
 
 *Theres only one way to know that.*
 
 She turned to him, her mind made up. Once that decision
was made, she realized her body had been waiting for her mind, because
she was as aroused as she could get with all her clothes on.
 
 Jack, she said, her voice deep and soft. His eyes
immediately turned to her, and once there, they were locked to her
own. I want you. Now.
 
 I think people might notice if we go at it on the table,
Sweetheart... He wasnt sure if she was kidding, and he was doing his
best to figure out what was going on.
 
 Im serious, she urged him. I need you inside me right
now. No romance, no fancy date, I just need you to *fuck me*. She
hissed the last part of this so that only he would hear her.
 
 Jack knew she was serious now. He dropped his hamburger on
his tray, and got up. She immediately followed suit. Neither of them
bothered with their trays as they walked out of the room.
 
 Moments later, they were in the elevator, going down. Lisa
was already all over Jack, her body pressed tightly against him. He
had to admit that she was turning him on. He was taking her down to
the only safe place he knew of in the building. When the doors
opened, they were confronted with row upon row of filing cabinet. This
was the buildings record storage, and no one ever came here.
 
 Jack led her over to the one bare desk in the facility, and
by the time he got her there, she had removed her blouse. Her bra was
quick to follow, and she pressed herself against him. Their mouths
tangled as her hands unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor.
His hands helped her panties follow the skirt, and now she was only
wearing heels and stockings. It was very sexy.
 
 When he started to undo his dress shirt, she stopped him.
No, dont undress. Just fuck me like you are. Down and dirty, fuck
this little slut. You havent got time for more than a quickie, shes
willing, youre horny, and youre going to take her for the ride of her
life. Fuck me!
 
 If he hadnt been fully hard before, her little speech got
him that way in a hurry. He undid his pants, and shoved them and his
underwear to his ankles. He looked her over brazenly, slipping into
the role shed assigned him to play here.
 
 Okay, *slut*, he said with a bit of a smirk, if I
havent got all that much time, turn that tight little ass of yours
around and bend over on the desk.
 
 She immediately did as he had ordered her, bending over and
grabbing the far side of the desk. This raised her ass nicely into the
air. Jack rubbed the head of his dick against her pussy a few times,
and he could tell she was soaked. His cock was already well-lubed, and
so he pressed into her. He groaned at how her cunt rippled against his
invasion, but he kept pushing.
 
 Finally, he was fully inside her. He paused for only a
moment, reaching down to rub her nipples before he moved his hands back
to her hips. Once he had hold, he began to thrust into her, his
movements so forceful that his balls slapped against her.
 
 Lisa was immediately lost in pleasure. Her eyes squeezed
shut tightly, and her throat let out growls of passion as she felt her
pussy being roughly pounded. This was how the average guy fucked her;
hard, and swift, and it usually didnt bring her off, though they
seemed to enjoy it.
 
 But as Jack continued to slam into her, his hands moved
forward again, taking her tits into his hands. His caresses were still
aggressive, strong, and course, but she felt her heat rising. When his
fingers pinched her nipples, she shuddered and bucked, slamming her
hips back at him, urging him to go faster.
 
 Jack complied, and their grunts and moans filled the
storage room. Jack pulled Lisa up off the desk, holding her back
against him. The position was only slightly awkward, and he continued
to slam into her, the feel of her hot body against him sending him
closer and closer to the edge.
 
 When Jack lightly twisted Lisas nipples, it sent her over
the top. She screamed out, and her cunt gripped his prick tightly.
The waves of contractions running down his shaft were too much for
Jack, and he came, blowing his load deep inside her. The two rutted
together for several moments, until they settled down from their
powerful orgasms.
 
 Finally, Jack slipped out of her, and stood there, a little
embarrassed. He reached for his pants to get his handkerchief, but
Lisa stopped him, a little breathless still. She reached into one of
the desk drawers, and pulled out a box of wipes. When he looked at her
very curiously, she smiled.
 
 Its not the only time Ive gotten laid down here.
 
 Jack wondered just what number he was, but his mind
punished him for the thought. *Thats really not her fault. She just
never met someone who would treat her right. Now, what are you going
to do, dude?*
 
 When Lisa had cleaned herself up and redressed, she paused,
becoming far more serious. She turned to him, and he opened his arms,
allowing her to press herself against him. They embraced warmly for a
minute before she backed away.
 
 You need to know something about me, she said softly.
Although his mind had been wandering along his own thoughts, she now
had his complete attention, and it showed. She used her hand to usher
a stray hair out of her face, and then tried to look him in the eye.
She found that hard to do.
 
 He stepped to her, and put his hands on her hips. She
could still look him in the eye, but it felt so much better to have him
touching her. She drew strength from his caress, and took a deep
breath, to tell him her secret.
 
 Youre the only guy whos ever made me come more than
once. I mean, she said, knowing he didnt understand, total. Not
just more than once at a time, but more than once, at all. I... I
didnt think any guy ever would. There were tears in her eyes now,
and Jack pulled her tenderly to him. He held her softly and rocked
slightly.
 
 That was hard to say, wasnt it?
 
 Very, she said, her voice under tight control.
 
 Thank you for trusting me.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Hey, Jack.
 
 Hey, Sweetie. Whats up? Jack could see Lisa was in a
good mood, and he smiled at her.
 
 I was wondering if we could go to the park tomorrow, for a
picnic.
 
 This was a bit of a surprise; in the two months theyd been
dating, shed never really suggested an activity, though shed been
willing to do whatever he asked her to.
 
 Sure, sounds like a great day.
 
 Pick me up around one?
 
 Ill be there.
 
 She kissed him softly before walking off, back to her own
desk. His eyes trailed her as she left the room, and he realized how
much happier hed been with a steady girlfriend instead of the dating
scene.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
 
 
 Jack picked up Lisa the next day, and they headed off to
the park. She spread out the blanket, and they sat down together.
Jack noticed some kids playing off at the other end of the field, but
mostly they were alone. He liked it that way; it felt like he had Lisa
all to himself, and hed grown very protective of her over the past
months.
 
 So, what did you make for us? he asked. Shed made it
clear in a later phone call that she would bring lunch.
 
 Ham and cheese, macaroni salad, some chips, and a surprise
for dessert, she said with a smile.
 
 With those kids right over there? he asked with a
mischievous grin.
 
 She laughed lightly at him. Not *that*, you silly boy!
She lowered her voice and said, *That*, Ill save for later on. She
leaned over and kissed him, but it was just a kiss, not an invitation
for more. That suited Jack just fine. Over the past weeks, hed
gotten her to focus less and less on sex while they were together. Not
that he didnt love the sex; he just wanted to know Lisa as well as he
now knew Lisas body.
 
 After setting out the plates  real ones, that wouldnt
blow away  Lisa sat down at Jacks side. He wrapped his arm around
her and they leaned back against the tree theyd sat under, quietly
eating their lunch. Their conversation was about work, and office
gossip, and a thought about running up to see Jacks mother sometime.
 
 Once lunch was finished, and dessert was his favorite, a
very nice homemade cake, the couple lounged on the grass for a bit,
letting lunch settle and just spent some time with each other. They
traded some soft kisses, and Jack caressed her arms and stomach, but
they didnt go any further than that.
 
 Suddenly, Lisa sat up. He looked up at her, and watched as
she stood up. She reached down to him, as if to help him up, but he
still wasnt sure what was going on.
 
 You gonna lie there all day? Cmon, its time to work off
lunch!
 
 He took her hand and she helped him get up. They carried
the picnic cooler back to the car, and then she opened the trunk to
take out the duffel bag shed brought.
 
 I was wondering what was in there, he said, as she
unzipped it. She took out a pair of roller blades and handed them to
him. He sort of stared at them as he watched her put her own on.
 
 They dont work by themselves, Sweetheart, she chided
lightly.
 
 Lisa, Ive never been on roller blades before.
 
 First time for everything.
 
 He sat on the bench and took off his shoes, then put on his
roller blades, fastening them securely around his ankles. She was
already up, and had tossed his sneakers into the trunk with the rest of
the stuff. He was trapped now; to even get his shoes, hed have to
move on these things.
 
 I dont know what Im doing, Jack said in dismay.
 
 Lisa helped him to his feet, and held his hands. Neither
did I, a couple months ago, she said, and he had a feeling she wasnt
talking about skating. He smiled down at her, and she leaned up to
kiss him. This was risky, as shaky as he was, but it felt good, anyway.
 
 After breaking their kiss, Lisa swiveled around so she was
beside him, and then took his hand. Well go slowly, okay?
 
 You know it! he said lightly, gripping her hand a little
more tightly than he needed to.
 
 The pair started moving together, Lisa slowly, and Jack
haltingly, still not quite sure that the ground was supposed to be
sliding by like that without him walking. The park wasnt crowded, and
so he didnt run into any pedestrians, though he was sure he looked
like a fool.
 
 
 
 After a good two hours, the two of them were finally
growing tired, and Jack was almost proficient on his skates. Finally,
she announced that hed been tortured enough, so they went back to the
car to change back into regular footwear.
 
 Okay, your turn to provide us with entertainment, she
said with a smile.
 
 He pulled her close to him and hugged her, kissing the nape
of her neck softly. She melted against him, feeling cared for and
protected. He held her for a few more moments, and then turned, still
with his one arm around her waist, and they walked along one of the
paths in the park.
 
 Slowly, they led themselves to the lake. Lisa could see
the swans out in the middle, and some ducks were closer in. She didnt
have anything to feed them, though, so they swam off in search of
someone who did.
 
 Jack held onto his girl, growing fonder of her by the day.
He couldnt have imagined, when this had all started, that hed have
fallen so completely for her. But she wasnt done surprising him. As
the sun just began to dip under the horizon beyond the lake, she turned
to him.
 
 This is what dating is like, right? her voice held a
strange lilt to it, one hed not heard before, but her smile was warm
and inviting.
 
 Youve got it, Sweetheart. He smiled down at her with
affection.
 
 I need you to teach me something else, she said, with a
little trepidation.
 
 Whats that?
 
 What its like to live with someone. Let me move in with
you?
 
 Yes, Jack answered, with almost no hesitation at all.
 
 Just like that?
 
 Just like that.
 
 Why? I thought youd want to think about it.
 
 Whats to think about? I love you.
 
 Oh. After a very long pause, she embraced him, still
looking up at his warm, loving eyes, and said, I love you, too.
 
 
 
===<<<+>>>===
 
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