It was a beautiful spring day.  I was busy working on my house.  Being single and free, I had
managed to save up and get this great home in an upscale neighborhood.  It had been a bargain
due to the previous owners had gotten a divorce and needed to sell it quickly to get things settled
between them.

My bank had lent me the money at a good interest rate and my payments were actually lower than
the apartment I had been renting before.  I spent most of my free time working on the house,
fixing it up.  I had installed a hot tub and Jacuzzi bathtub.  A great big tile shower in the master
bathroom, and a nice deck in back. 

Right now my project was the building of a brick barbeque that rose up from the ground and had
the grill at waist height on my deck.  I was putting on the finishing touches and getting ready for a
party to break it in.

My work keeps me very busy most of the time.  I have a small business consulting in the
computer field, more precisely, in the networking and large company networks field.  It pays well
and I had quite a few contracts for steady work since I am very good at what I do.

I have fourteen people working for me and had invited them all to my place for the barbeque.  I
was hoping that they all showed up.  My freezer was full of steaks and shrimp.  My refrigerator
full of beer and wine.  I wanted to have it be a little company party and housewarming party
combination.

Having neighbors on each side of me, on one side were an older couple, Bill and Kate.  He was in
banking and she was an interior decorator.  Matter of fact they had both helped me to get and fix
up my house. 

Bill had handled the loan and Kate had given me some great ideas on my additions.  We shared a
few get togethers from time to time.  I had invited them over for this party but they were going to
be out of town so couldn't make it.

My other neighbor was a single woman who kept to herself.  She had a large swimming pool, and
spent quite a bit of time next to it sunning herself and reading books.  I was not sure what she did
since I had not been around to talk to very much.  

I had seen her in a bikini one time.  My jaw dropped when I realized it was her.  Usually she was
dressed kind of frumpy but in that bikini she had revealed one hot body.  I had watched her the
whole time she had been out by her pool that day.

I think she knew I had been watching her too.  She would look over her sunglasses once in a
while as I ‘worked' on my deck.  Needless to say, I didn't get much done that day.  I also had an
erection that actually hurt.  

I fired up the barbeque and was testing it to see if it was going to draft right, when she came out
on her back deck.  I looked over and saw she was in her bikini again and I almost burnt my hand
not paying attention to what I was doing. God, she looked hot.  I really wanted to invite her over
for the party, but didn't know how to go about it without looking stupid.  I fiddled around with
the barbeque for quite some time before I got up the nerve to walk over to the fence and ask her if
she would like to come to my barbeque.

"Hi.  Say, I'm having a barbeque to break in my grill tomorrow and wondered if you would like to
come over for a steak and a beer or wine?  I'm having some of my friends over, and I would like
to get to know you.  After all, you are my neighbor."

She looked at me over her sunglasses.  She didn't say anything at first, then after a hesitation, she
stood up and walked over to where I was standing.

"I'm being invited to your barbeque party tomorrow?  What time?"

"Um, well I told everyone that it would start about one o'clock tomorrow afternoon.  Since it is a
Saturday and all, I figured that would be a good time."

"Oh, that's too bad, I have some business to attend to at one, across town.  I will be tied up with
that until probably around three at the earliest."

"Heh, well if I know my friends, the party will just be getting going about then."

"Well, if it's convenient for you, yes, I would love to come.  I will have to be late though."

"I'll just say you are going to be fashionably late how's that?"

"That'll be good.  Thank you for inviting me too, by the way."

"My pleasure . . . umm . . . maybe I should know your name too.  I'm Jim.  Jim Anderson."

"Oh, yes that might be good, Jim Anderson.  I am Diane.  Diane . . . Fields."

"Pleasure to meet you Diane.  Diane . . . Fields."

We laughed together about her hesitation to tell me her last name. I figured she was just as
nervous as I was about the whole thing and let it go as that.  We chit chatted for a bit then I had
to leave to get some more items for another project I was beginning.

As I drove across town, I felt elated and more than a bit fortunate that she had accepted my
invitation.  I was not so sure that she may be out of my league, but she had actually warmed up to
me rather nicely after the initial ice breaking.

I got my things and headed home.  My cell phone rang as I drove and not being one to drive and
talk like most people do, I pulled over to answer it.  It was my secretary.  She was calling to
affirm that her and her husband would be at the party. 
I mentioned to her about my neighbor and she started to tease me a bit.  You see, she had been
trying to fix me up with some of her friends and none of them had worked out very well.  I guess
that they were not ready for such a young man to be the owner of a business like I was. 

Most of the girls Shiana set me up with had been younger than I and that had led to some
interesting dates.  Some of them couldn't get over the fact that I was very sedate and, well, adult. 
They were looking for party guys in most cases and I was not interested in partying like that.  I
had already been there and done that too much.

I got home and noticed that Diane was still on her lounger next to the pool.  I looked at her for a
while through my kitchen window.  I couldn't get over how good-looking she was and what a
great body she had too. I decided at that point that I was going to pursue her far more seriously. 

The next morning I woke up to rain.  It was raining hard and I knew that the party was going to
be bust unless it stopped pretty soon.  I waited for hours and about eleven I decided that it wasn't
going to stop so I called everyone and canceled out.  I told them that we would have it next
weekend for sure.

I sat in my kitchen watching the rain.  About two o'clock it finally quit and I went out to wipe
down the pentagon shaped picnic table.  I liked to keep it clean as possible, knowing that a bit of
neglect would lead to warping and twisting of the wood.  I had built it with my own hands and
was quite proud of it.

I had my back to Diane's house when I heard her come out into her yard.  I hadn't been able to
get a hold of her to inform her of the cancelled party.  She came up to the gate in the fence and I
ran down to open it for her.

"I'm sorry.  The rain this morning . . . at eleven I called everyone to cancel.  I didn't think it was
going to quit.  But it's nice now.  If you want, I can still fire up the grill and we could get to know
each other."

"Oh dear.  There won't be anyone else here then?"

"No.  That isn't a problem is it?  I mean, Heh, I don't bite or anything.  Honest!"

Laughing, she looked into my eyes with a smile that went deep inside.  My heart shook a bit  with
that look.  She had a way of looking at me that seemed to bare my soul to her.  It was kind of
unnerving.

"Oh no, that's not a problem.  Perhaps you should be afraid of me instead."

I laughed at her joke, half wondering if maybe I should be afraid of her.  She had a confidence in
her that I didn't see in many women and she seemed to be quite in charge of her life.  Her words
were strongly spoken, no hesitation or cowering there. 

"Shall we then Diane?"

I opened the gate and offered her my arm.  I walked her up to the table I had just wiped off, glad
that I had done just that a few minutes ago.  At least her seat would be dry.  I got her a drink and
then went to my kitchen to get the steaks and other food for our dinner.

As I started to cook the steaks she came to stand by me and we talked.  I found out that she was
an independent businesswoman and did quite well with her business.  She mentioned that she was
in the entertainment field.  I figured that meant she was an agent or something.  Her clothes and
matter of fact, her house and everything about her was upscale.

We ate and visited some more.  I found her to be a great person and fun and intelligent too.  We
talked about many things and after cleaning up from our dinner I showed her my house and all I
had done to it.  She seemed impressed at my skills and taste.

I was thanking the Gods that Kate had been nice enough to give me a hand on my decorating. 
Diane left that night parting company with me at the gate.  We looked at each other for a bit, then
because I thought it felt right, I leaned in to kiss her.  She held off with just a bit of hesitation,
then lightly kissed my lips.  With that she was gone.

I went in my house in such a good mood.  I had actually found out that I liked my neighbor far
more than I had thought I would.  We had even kissed.  Okay, it was a very small kiss and could
have been one of those ‘just friends' kisses, but it was what I thought to be a great start.

The next morning, I got up early and did my yard work.  I never saw Diane at all.  I figured she
was either sleeping in or that she had gone to church.  I finished up my yard work and then went
in to do my housework.

I liked to keep a clean house, mainly because my mom had ingrained it in me.  She used to tell me 
. . . 'You never know who may stop by Jim, so keep your house clean.'  She had also used a lot of
other mother to son sayings, but that one stayed with me for some reason.  

I spent the day cleaning and then that evening I just sat out on my deck and enjoyed the sunset.  I
saw lights on in Diane's house so I knew she was home.  I sat there and thought about her and
how much I wanted to get to know her better.  Far better.  I only hoped that she felt the same
way about me.

Over the next week I was busy with work and didn't have much time for any projects at home.  I
pretty much would go to work, come home, eat and then go to bed.  On that Friday, I made plans
to try the barbeque again.  Everyone said they would be there and I went over to Diane's to invite
her too.

Once at her door I was a bit nervous.  ‘After all,' I told myself, ‘we have only really just met. 
What if she was just being nice to her neighbor?'  I almost chickened out, but at the last minute,
she opened her door.  She had seen me walking up her sidewalk.
"Jim! What a surprise.  How have you been?"

"Hi Diane.  I've been good, busy, but good.  Um . . . I was coming over to invite you to the
barbeque tomorrow afternoon.  I'm going to try it again.  Hope it doesn't rain."

"Oh, darn.  I have to go out of town tonight and won't be back until Sunday night.  I really wish I
could be there though.  I liked the other day . . . quite a bit as a matter of fact."

"That's too bad.  I was kind of, well, I really wanted you to come over.  I . . . I liked our time
together last weekend a lot too.  I had hoped that . . . well, I mean to say . . . you are so . . ."

I was getting flustered.  I felt like a grade-school boy asking a girl out for the very first time.  It
was embarrassing and the more I faltered, the more I stumbled.  Diane rescued me though.  It was
like she knew I was sinking fast and not knowing how to extricate myself from my own mess.

"You really liked our time together?  Good.  I have been thinking about that day and I was kind
of hoping you would want to see me again.  I like you quite a bit.  Not only are you handsome,
but you're nice too.  I can see you're also very good with your hands.  Not many guys can say
they built their own barbeque grill and the other things you have done with your house too."

"Thank you.  Heh, good with my hands, poor with talking.  Not sure why I am so nervous at the
moment.  Diane, I really would like to take you out to dinner some time soon. What would be a
good night for you?"

"How about next Tuesday?  I have a break in business then and I'll be free."

"Tuesday night it is then.  I'll pick you up around . . . six?"

"Six would be great Jim.  What should I wear?"

"Oh, umm . . . semiformal.  I was thinking Damian's down on the river. They don't require formal
wear, but it is slightly upscale."

"I've been there.  That's a great place to eat at.  Six o'clock then.  I'll be ready."

I went home, a bit disappointed that she wouldn't meet my friends, but happy we had another
date coming. I felt like a superman at that moment.

My barbeque turned out great.  My friends were impressed with all I had done to the house and
we all had a great time.  Everything went smoothly too.  At one point Shiana started to talk to me
about this girl she knew that was interested in me.  I mentioned that I had a date on Tuesday. 

Everyone wanted to know about Diane.  Shiana started to call her my mystery woman.  I never
told them that Diane lived right next door.  I described her and how our barbeque went on last
Saturday. I got teased quite a bit for canceling the party and then having Diane over instead.
Sunday I spent working on my new project for the first time in a week.  I got a lot done on it and
was hoping that I could finish it next week.  I was putting in a rock pool under a tree that was in
the back yard.  It had started out to be about three feet high, but by the time I got into it, I had
gone up about eight feet.  

It was shaping up pretty well too. I had the water and filter system plumbed in and the rock face
work done.  All I really had left were the hookups and some greenery added here and there.  I was
still in my back yard when Diane got home.  She came over and looked at my creation.  

"I'm impressed Jim.  For an IT person you seem to know a lot about construction and building."

"Yeah, well, I put myself through college working for a contractor.  He built homes and
specialized projects.  I learned most of what I know working for him.  I even stayed working for
him until I got my business up off the ground.  That alone took three years before I could rely on
it."

"I think you are an amazing man.  Not many can do half of what you do, and most of them that do
work with their hands like this are a bit, well crude too."

"Yeah, there are those.  Not near as many as there were years ago though."

We chatted for a while then she left to go home.  I watched her walk away, wishing I was much
closer to her.  I really was developing a thing for her.  I hoped that nothing came along and ruined
it now.  I could even picture us being married in my mind. Something that had not crossed my
mind before.  She seemed to fill a vague hole in my life somehow.

On Tuesday our dinner date went wonderfully.  After we ate, I took her out to a dance club and
we danced for a while.  She could really dance well.  We had a great time.  She looked so sexy
and beautiful too.  Many men stared at her at dinner and at the club too.  I felt so lucky to have
her on my arm.

That night, I walked her to her door and she invited me in for a cup of coffee.  We talked far into
the night.  I was loving the whole night, especially when she stepped up close to me as I was
getting ready to leave.  She was so close to me I could smell her hair.  

I leaned in just a bit and she took my head in her hands and put her lips hard on mine.  Our
tongues intertwined as we held each other close.  Her arms went around my body and I put mine
around hers. 

We kissed for a long time.  I knew that I really wanted her, and I was certain that she wanted me
too.  I broke the kiss first.  We caught our breath and then she leaned in and we kissed yet again.

I was getting worked up, and even though I wanted to go much farther, I also didn't want to go
too far and lose her either.   I went home in a daze.  I had really had a great time tonight.  Diane
was so beautiful and friendly.  A real first class kisser too.  I laid in bed that night and thought
about her for several hours.

The next day I drug into work and Shiana teased me all day about my hot date.  She was
impressed that I had gone out a second time with Diane.  I had never done that very often. 
Usually my dates didn't turn out good for one reason or another. Shiana was curious about Diane
and wanted to know everything I could tell her.

I realized that I didn't know much about Diane.  She had been skillfully leading the talk around
me and my business and family.  All I really knew about Diane was that she was in the
entertainment field and that she was beautiful, and a damn good kisser. 

I decided that on the next date with her I was going to try to find out more about Diane. I was
developing a serious intent with her in a very big hurry.  The feelings I had were making me
unsettled and I had never experienced anything like this before.  I had to have this woman in my
life.

Diane and I saw each other several times over the next two weeks.  Each time our kissing got
hotter and hotter.  The last time I had actually slipped my hand down from her shoulder to her
breasts and she hadn't done anything to stop me.  I had a feeling that on our next date we would
be in bed together.  I had some condoms in my dresser in my room, and I checked them to make
sure they were not outdated.  

I was torn about taking some with me on the date or leaving them in the dresser in case we came
to my place after our date.  I finally decided to take two with me and put them in my jacket
pocket.  Better safe than sorry I figured. 

Our date was at a local theater and the movie was an old classic with Humphrey Bogart.  We had
a good time and went out for a snack at a local diner.  Nothing fancy, just dinner and a movie.  I
pulled into my driveway and invited her in for a cup of coffee.  

Diane was dressed in a short dress that was low cut in front and back.  She was also not wearing a
bra, the dress's cut precluded that. I had more than glanced at her chest throughout the night. 
She had caught me staring twice that I was aware of too.  I had been embarrassed and my face
had turned red both times.  She had laughed at my discomfort both times. Even teasing me the last
time.

"See anything you'd like to eat?"

"What?"

"Well, you've been staring at my chest for the last minute or so and licking your lips.  I figure you
must want a taste or something."

"Oh, God, I'm sorry.  I . . . I . . ."

Laughing at my discomfort, she let me off the hook.

"Hey, you should know that I dressed this way so I'd get your attention.  I like it when you look
at me like you have been.  It makes me . . . hot.  I'm tingling all over right now. Not wearing a bra
makes me feel free too."

I was relieved that she was being so good about it. I was also wondering if she wanted me as bad
as I wanted her.  I guess that I was going to find out at some point tonight.  I could feel it. As we
walked up to my front door, she hooked her arm through mine and stayed close to my body. 

Going into my house I held the door, guiding her inside. Her hand touched mine for just a second. 
An electric feeling and a tingle coursed through my body.  I looked into her eyes and the next
thing I knew we were hugging and kissing each other in hot passion.

Our tongues were linked together and dancing with each other as I held her close to me.  I felt her
hand slip down my body and lightly caress the front of my pants.  I could tell she felt my erection
and soon I felt her grip on my cock through my pants.  

My hands went down her back and I was feeling her hot skin.  I took one hand and ran it around
to her front, slipping it right in between her breasts.  As my fingers searched out her nipples, her
hand moved to my zipper and I felt her undoing it.  

My breath was hot on her neck and my fingers had found a nipple.  I was rolling it between them,
relishing the touch and texture of her magnificent breasts.  My cock was so hard it actually hurt.  I
almost shot off as I felt her hand slip into my underwear and grasp my cock skin to skin.  Her
touch was hot and silky smooth at the same time.

I gently pushed the straps of her dress over her shoulders and as it fell I stepped back just enough
to let it go to the floor in a puddle around her feet.  She had no bra on and just some lacy panties
that were almost see through. She had let go of me as her dress fell and as soon as it dropped her
hand went right back to my cock.

I bent a bit and kissed each of her nipples.  Then I began to lick and suck on her breasts, one hand
on the breast that was not occupying my mouth.  My pants fell loosely around my thighs and I
kicked them off.  Her hands went to my chest, undoing the buttons on my shirt.

She pulled it off my shoulders and tossed it aside as I worked my shoes off of my feet.  I slipped
my socks off one at a time, never losing contact with her breasts.  She had started to moan softly
and her hands were back playing with my stone hard cock.  I could feel her stroking me, almost
with a feathery touch.

My hands went to her panties and I started to pull them down her legs. Suddenly she just reached
down and tore them off. Ripping the light material apart and jerking them off in one smooth
motion.

"I need you Jim.  NOW."

"I've got a condom . . ."

"Don't care . . . I just want this hard cock in me now. I'm safe right now.  Just give me your
cock."

I was a bit shocked at her words.  I wasn't sure if I should press harder to get the condom or if I
should just go with the flow.  She made up my mind a second later.  She grabbed my hands and
placed them on her smooth and very wet pussy.  Her next move was to grab my cock and pull me
hard to her.  I felt the head of my cock slip past my fingers and enter her tightness.

It didn't matter now.  She wanted my cock and she had it.  I decided to not worry about the
condom, even though I knew it was far better to be safe than sorry.  I just hoped she didn't get
pregnant or worse that she didn't have any STD's.  

I was so worked up though I don't think it would have mattered if she had.  I wanted to fuck this
Goddess in front of me regardless of the outcome.  Standing there I took her toned butt in my
hands and as I braced, holding her weight, she raised her legs and put them around my back.

We stood, well, I stood there holding her as my cock fully entered her warmth.  Her lips found
mine and her tongue shot into my mouth.  I could feel the nipples of her breasts rubbing on my
chest as we began to move in sync with each other. 

"Oh, God, you are so big.  Your cock is huge.  I can feel it hitting all the right places.  Mmmm . .
. fuck me Jim.  Yesssss . . . yessss . . . oh, that feels so good.  Mmmmm . . . fuck me . . . harder."

"God Diane, you are so tight.  I think I may cum pretty soon too."

"Oh yes, cum in me Jim.  I want to feel your hot juice shoot into me.  Oh, yes, yes, yesssss . . ."

Diane began to shake and rock hard on my cock.  I was hard put to keep my grip on her ass as
she really began to hump on me. All her extra movement caused me to start to cum.  As I did, she
took my head in her hands and pulled me to her mouth again.  Her tongue searching out mine. 
We climaxed together, shaking and moaning each in their own blissful moment in time.

As I came down from my climax, I started to feel guilty for having taken her without a condom. 
My thoughts were scattered and I didn't know what she was going to think now.  She lowered
her legs to the floor and I held her until she got her balance.

I was still inside her, and as she slowly moved back I slipped out.  As I stood there, trying to
decide what we should do next she went to her knees in front of me.  Looking into my eyes she
opened her mouth and slowly, so painstakingly slowly, began to swallow my cock.  She didn't
stop until she had taken all eight inches of me into her throat.  

Her eyes on mine as her chin lightly rubbed against my balls.  Her lips in my pubic hair, the head
of my cock in her throat.  Then she began to suck and bob her head up and down my shaft.  I
started to regain my erection and pretty soon I was once again hard as a rock. 

"You know Jim, you have a very nice cock.  I think I would like some more of what you got to
offer me."

She took my cock in her hand and led me into my bedroom.  Getting there she pushed me onto
my back on the bed and then crawled up over me.  Her head went back down on my cock as her
legs straddled my head.

I looked up to see a clean-shaven pussy lips wet and begging for my attention.  I didn't even care
that I had just came in her, I put my hands on her ass and pulled my head up until my lips were
touching her.  My tongue began to lick along the length of her lips and once in a while I would let
it play with her clit.  

I ran a finger up around her asshole and lightly circled it, playing with it as my tongue explored
her pussy.  She tasted sweet and a bit salty.  I figured it was our combined juices and as I sucked
and licked her I could feel her shuddering once in a while.

Her lips were tightly around my shaft and her motions were long and slow.  Her technique was
different that any I had felt before.  I should say that I had never had a woman take all of my cock
in her throat before either.  I lay there, sucking and licking her sweet pussy and enjoyed the best
blowjob of my life.

At one point as I was licking her, she rolled her hips down and forward quite a bit and my nose
brushed across her little brown bud.  I felt her moan around my cock and that gave me an idea.  I
moved a bit and as I began to lick along her pussy the next time I continued right across her
‘taint' and let my tongue encircle her hole.  She shuddered and moaned hard and pressed back
into my face.

I began to lick her little bud and spread her ass cheeks with my hands so that I could access her
better.  That also caused her hole to open up a bit.  I stiffened my tongue up and pressed it against
her, slipping it into her depths, until my chin stopped me from going any farther.

As she really began to shake and moan around my cock I began to move my tongue in and out of
her asshole.  I was loving this.  No woman I had ever been with had allowed me to play with their
ass.  This was new territory for me, and I was liking it.

Using one hand to keep her asscheeks spread, I placed the other on her pussy and began to finger
her.  Once in a while I would rub her clit causing her to shake harder yet.  I knew that she was
getting close to cumming again.

She really began to work my cock over, I think she was trying to get me off before I got her off. 
I had other ideas though and carefully began to pull away and out from under her.  She moaned
and began to beg me for more as my cock slipped out of her mouth.

I moved out and getting up behind her I went back to licking and sucking on her asshole from
behind.  She stayed on her hands and knees, legs spread slightly. My fingers were working her clit
and pussy over at the same time.  She pushed back into my face as I brought her closer and closer
to orgasm.

Suddenly she started to pull on me, trying to get me up close to her.  I moved up and let my cock
brush across her pussy lips.  I felt her hand on me and without looking down I let her guide me
into her. 

  As I pressed in, I found her to be very tight.  Uncertain as to why she felt so much tighter than
she had earlier, I looked down to see she had guided me to her asshole.  I was pressing my cock
into her ass.  Another first for me.  I had always wanted to do this, but never had been able to. 
Now, here I was, slowly pushing into Diane's tight and very fine looking ass.  

She guided me in speed and depth working it in slowly.  I let her take control of this since I didn't
want to hurt her and ruin my first shot at anal sex.  Soon I was fully buried in her ass.  She held
me by my hips, her face buried in the pillow under her, letting her bottom get used to my size.  I
was soon moving in and out of her tightness, marveling in the feel and heat.

I reached around and began to rub her clit.  Her pussy was dripping wet and my fingers worked
inside her easily.  Her clit was hard like a little cock too.  When I would brush my fingers over it
she would shudder and moan loudly.

I felt my next orgasm boiling up from my balls as I began to stroke in and out of her.  She was
meeting every thrust of mine with an equal back push.  We were really fucking up a storm by
now.

As I began to cum, I could feel her tensing up.  My cum shot out and filled her ass as we kept
stroking and soon I could feel it lubing up the path.  She began to groan and moan and then she
started to cum too.  Her ass tightened up on my cock and I found myself trapped in her, with no
pulling out.  I let my body stay close to hers.

"Oh God Jim.  Yes.  Ummmm.  Keep pumping.  Ohhhhh.  Yesssss.  I'm cumming!"

Afterward, we lay together hugging each other.  Her head on my chest as she played with my
nipples softly.  All felt right and good in my world.  I had just had the best sex I had ever had and
she was still in bed with me.

I fell asleep for a bit and didn't wake until I felt her stirring.  She had fallen asleep with her head
on my chest and as she pulled it away it woke me.  She was heading into the bathroom as I
watched her.  

When she came out, I went in and splashed some water on my face and wiped my cock off while I
was at it.  Coming back into the bedroom I saw her laying on top of the covers, still naked, her
legs spread wide.  Her knees were up in the air a bit and I could see she was wet.  Her nipples
were hard too.

She held her hands up to me and I slipped up between her legs letting her pull me up until we
were face to face.  My hardening cock was laying on top of her pussy, slipping over her wetness. 
I put a hand on her breast and began to squeeze it and caress it lightly.

She reached up and put her arms around me and pulled me down into her body.  Her lips on mine,
tongue in my mouth.  Kissing, I felt her hand guide my hard cock into her pussy.  When I started
to pump in and out, her hands went to my hips and pulled me close into her not letting me move.

"Just feel me.  Don't move, just feel my heat, my wetness, my pussy enveloping your hard cock.
Think about what I feel like while I think about what you feel like to me.  Little strokes.  Very
little tiny strokes, just enough to feel my tightness.  Enough for me to feel how long and hard you
are."

I understood immediately.  She was wanting to just lay there and feel our bodies connected.  I had
never done that either.  I found it to be quite sensual and erotic.  We kissed and held each other.  I
was caressing her breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers.  She was rubbing my ass and
playing with my nipples.

We laid there like that for what seemed to be hours.  It was probably only a few minutes.  All of
the sudden she began to rock under me.  I could tell by the way her pussy suddenly juiced up that
she was close to cumming.  

With her movement under me, I began to stroke long and slow into her.  Pretty soon she was
begging me to fuck her harder and faster.  I complied, and pretty soon I was ramming my cock
into her as hard and fast as I could.

We came close to one another.  She went over first then I followed.  Afterward we slept again,
this time I didn't pull out of her. Later, as we slept, I slipped out.  I felt it when it happened and it
slightly woke me.  I lay in my bed looking at her angelic face in the moonlight that filtered
through the window.

I could only think of how beautiful and great she was. I wanted this to never end.  I was feeling
things I had never felt before and realized that she was far different that any woman I had ever
dated.  I knew she was probably the one for me.  That one special person that everyone searches
for.

In the morning we got up and fumbled around.  I let her shower first and then I went in to take
mine.  As I was lathering up, I felt a cool breeze on my back.  I next had warm hands rubbing my
back.  Diane had decided to join me in the shower.

We washed each other's backs then as I turned to let the water run over my head I realized that
she had gone down on her knees.  Soon her lips were over my cock and she began to suck my
hardness.

I looked down to see her eyes on mine.  I watched her, our eyes connected as she took me fully
into her throat and then pull back until just the head was in her mouth.  Her lips would firmly
grasp me just under my head and her tongue would be moving around my cock in circular
motions.

Then she would move down, swallowing my totally again.  The whole time her tongue busy on
my cock.  Pretty soon I began to feel the stirrings of an orgasm approaching.  I was still looking
into her eyes as I told her.

"I'm about to cum Diane."

She just looked into my eyes and I could see them twinkle as she kept up her sucking.

"Seriously Diane, I am about to cum.  If you're not careful you might get a mouthful."

She still just looked into my eyes and I felt her hands begin to pull and push on my asscheeks as
she really began to move up and down my shaft.  Her eyes staying locked with mine were driving
me closer and closer and then suddenly I felt my orgasm hit me.

"Oh, God.  I'm cumming.  Oh, yes, oh, Diane."

Diane kept her mouth locked over my cock her lips tightly sealing just under the head.  Her hand
was jacking my shaft and yes, her eyes were still on mine.  I lost eye contact for an instant as I
came.  She sucked and swallowed all I had to give her, never losing a drop. I had never been able
to cum in a girl's mouth before.

Afterwards, while the water still ran down my back, she slowly and carefully licked my shaft and
occasionally took me back into her throat.  I never really got soft this time and pretty soon I was
fully hard again.

"Ok, now it's my turn stud.  Come with me."

She stood up and taking me by my hand, she walked us over to the toilet.  Pushing me back and
down, I was forced to sit on the lid as she moved up straddling me.  Then, she lowered her pussy
down, taking my cock in her hand and slipped me into her pussy.  

Once she had me in, she let her legs go and fully dropped down on my lap.  Her eyes were on
mine again as she stuck out her tongue and began to lick my lips.  We kissed as she rocked
around on my lap.  

As we fucked, I started to get ideas.  Suddenly, I stood up, grabbing her ass and carried her into
the bedroom.  Diane was startled at first but soon caught on. I never pulled out of her and with
each step she moaned.  Once in the bedroom, I laid her down on my dresser.  My cock was still
buried in her pussy, and as I stood in front of her I took her ankles in each hand and put them
over my head. 

"Yes.  Fuck me Jim.  Take me, I'm yours." 

I spread her as wide as I could without it being uncomfortable for her and began to drive in and
out of her pussy.  She grasped her breasts and while rubbing and pinching them she was crying
out to me to fuck her hard and fast.

"More, harder...faster...oh God.  Ummm.   Yessss.   Fuck me Jim.  Harder."

I rammed into her again and again until I saw her orgasm begin to work through her body.  Quick
as I could, I pulled out and going to my knees, I stuck my face in her pussy and began to lick and
suck on her clit. I slipped my fingers into her pussy and ass as her legs went around my shoulders
and she locked them together behind my neck.

"Unnhhh.  I'm almost there.  Yessss.  Mmmmmmm.   Yes.  I'm cumming!"

Her orgasm was one long drawn out intense one.  I was happy that my little idea had driven her
up and over like it had.  She lay there, panting afterward, looking at me.  I smiled and stood up. 
Her hands went to my cock which was still rock hard.  I didn't care.  I was feeling so good at that
moment. 

She was stroking me as she sat up on my dresser.  Then, she slipped off of it and into my arms. 
Her momentum pushed me back and I ended up falling on the bed.  She followed me laughing and
then as she took my cock into her mouth, she said. 

"I love to watch your eyes when I'm sucking you Jim.  You have very expressive eyes you know. 
I really love it when you get all hot and bothered just as you realize that I am going to let you
shoot into my mouth." 

Sucking on me while her hands traveled along my body touching here and there.  I was surprised
when she quit all at once.  She stood up and smiled at me. 

"Time for something new and different Jim.  I have this little streak in me you see.  Just come with
me sweetie.  I promise you it is going to be quite fun for both of us."

 Taking my cock in her hand, she drug me out into the backyard.  Holding me still, she faced away
from me and bent over my picnic table. Then, right out in plain daylight, she pulled my cock up to
her and guided me into her ass. 

 I gently began to push in but she was having none of that.  She reached back and grabbing my
hips she pushed back hard and fast so that my cock was forced into her all at once. I heard her
grunt a bit, then she held me still.  I waited until she began to push and pull on my hips lightly,
then, dropping her hands to the table, we began to fuck hard, with her setting the pace.

Her pace became almost a blur as she rutted with me.  I was standing there, my mind in a daze.  I
was taking her in broad daylight in my backyard where my neighbors could see us if they just
looked over here. Or rather, she was taking me.

She put one foot up on the bench seat, causing her ass to spread a bit and I could watch my cock
going in and out.  I was mesmerized by this, probably since I had never done this before.  Not
outside, not with anyone else either.

We fucked, and I mean fucked, until we both came hard.  The whole mind-boggling thing about
the risk of getting caught, or people seeing us all made it a very good orgasm for me for sure, and
I think for her too.

We collapsed onto my table with me being glad I had overbuilt it.  I had never thought I would be
fucking a girl's ass right there on top of it.  We rested for a bit then as I got up I saw my
neighbor, Kate, staring at us through her kitchen window.  I wondered if she had seen everything
or if she had just gotten there in time to see us getting up.

We went inside and showered, this time each to their own.  Afterward, Diane thanked me for a
wonderful night and date, kissing me long and hard.  Then she left to go home.  I sat in my house
full of warm and fuzzy feelings about one hell of a great night of sex with a beautiful and sexually
alive woman.

Later that day Bill stopped by.  He was hemming and hawing around before I finally told him to
just come out with whatever was bothering him.

"I guess Kate saw you this morning.  On your deck.  Um . . . with a lady friend.  She said that you
. . . that is to say . . . Kate was just wondering if . . . oh hell, this is really none of our business
Jim.  Kate was just curious about your date."

"Oh, my date?  I had a wonderful date last night Bill.  She was very exciting and fun to be with.  I
found her to be one of the most beautiful  people I have ever dated too.  I could get serious about
her that's for sure."

"Kate was saying that you looked very serious already.  Um . . . she saw you . . . well . . . you
know, having sex with her."

"Kate saw everything?"

"Yeah, well, she said that the lady led you out by your . . . yes. She saw the whole thing.  I'd like
to thank you too.  She was so hot to trot, she practically raped me when I walked in from the
store.  I had no idea what had caused it until just a bit ago when she told me what had gotten her
so worked up.  Thank you Jim.  I really appreciate it a lot."

I was a bit embarrassed, but happy that Kate and Bill weren't mad at me or something.  It was
kind of funny too.  Diane and I had helped Kate and Bill's sex life without realizing it.  I almost
laughed as I thought of that.

Bill went home a bit later, after talking to me about my latest project.  He was liking what I had
been doing with the place for sure.  That night I sat on my deck and waited for Diane to get
home.  I had skipped work all day, and after a brief phone call that morning, Shiana had caught on
that I had company at home.  

Diane got home around seven and I invited her over for a dinner.  I had prepared it in anticipation
that she would be hungry.  We ate and talked for a bit, then with a nice kiss, she went home.  I
was a bit disappointed, then I realized that she was probably tired.  Her kiss goodnight was
lingering yet almost chaste. 

I got busy again that week and didn't get much of a chance to see Diane until the weekend.  I had
her over for dinner on Friday night.  We talked, laughed and ate.  After dinner we went out on my
deck and sat together.  I leaned over and kissed her, at first a light kiss, but that soon grew into a
needful kiss.  

Pretty soon we were tearing at each other's cloths as we got hotter and hotter.  I grabbed her
hand and ran for the house.  Once inside the kitchen door she stopped me and pulled me to her. 
Her clothes were in disarray since I had unbuttoned her blouse almost totally.  My pants were
undone and my shirt open completely.

"We really need to get together far more often Jim.  I am afraid that our intensity is too much and
one of us may get hurt or something."

"More often would be nice Diane.  I really would love it anyway."

"I'm pretty sure that I couldn't get too much of you, that's for sure."

I had continued to undress her hot body.  As her panties hit the floor she jumped up on my
kitchen counter and spread her legs.  Her hands we were on my head pulling me down to her
soaking wet pussy.

I grabbed a chair and sat down in front of her wide open legs. Burying my face in her pussy, my
tongue was searching out her hot spots.  Her feet locked behind my back and she laid back, still
holding my head.  I ate her out for quite a while.  She came several times.

"Oh, man, that was great Jim.  You really know how to eat a pussy honey.  Where did you ever
learn what you know anyway?"

"Um...would you believe reading and some practice in times gone by?  I have always loved to
orally please a woman you know.  Never quite gone as far in it as I have with you though Diane. 
You bring out something in me you know."

"Oh I do, do I?  What would that be?  What does this little country girl bring out in the big bad
wolf anyway?"

"Wolf?  Me?"

"Yes wolf, and yes you.  You have the right touch and the best skills too.  You're a real wolf in
sheep's clothing for sure."

"Says the beauty who swallowed me whole the other night.  Your oral talents are damn good too
you know.  I'd say that we make a pretty good pair together wouldn't you?"

"Ha ha ha, we make something together that's for sure.  More like good hot sweaty sex, but we
do have fun don't we?"

"So, Little Red Riding Hood...want to go get nasty with the Big Bad Wolf?"

"I thought you'd never ask Wolfie."

"Wolfie?"

Grabbing my cock in her hand she pulled on me guiding me to the bedroom.  Looking over her
shoulder she smiled at me, then let her eyes smoothly run down to my cock and then slowly back
up to look back into my eyes.

"Hmmmm.  Perhaps Wolfie isn't the right name.  Maybe I should be calling you...let me see
now...long, hard, horny,...hmmmmm...more like...Bull.  Yeah, your horn is quite long and quite
hard.  It isn't shiny yet, but I have a way to fix that pronto."

"Bull?  Hmmmm...well if you are calling names little...Heifer...then I can too."

"Ha hah hah...Heifer.  Ok, ok, lets just get to the serious stuff for the moment shall we?"

She had gotten me all the way to my bedroom and now shoved me onto my bed.  Her breasts
bounced all around as she jumped on top of me and then hugging me close, began to kiss me all
over my face, then down, down, and still down, until my nipples, belly, and upper thighs had a
shiny wet trail from her tongue and lips.

"I need to take care of this horn, I can see."

As she said that her mouth opened wide and she just plunged her head down, swallowing my cock
fully in one long stroke.  Her lips bruised themselves on my pubic mound as she clamped me
tightly with her lips then began to pull off slowly.

The suddenness of her...attack...just blew my mind. I had never seen or had a woman take me like
that.  So fast my head spun. Just like she had been sucking me for quite some time and had gotten
used to it finally.  Only, she obviously didn't need any warm up time to do this trick.
As her mouth pleasured me, her hands moved up my body and soon her fingers were massaging
my nipples as she continued to amaze me.  I felt something on my balls, and it took me a while to
figure out that it was her tongue. 

How she managed to get her tongue out to caress my balls while having my cock fully in her
mouth I didn't know, but I knew that I loved it very, very, much.  It was like little feathery
caresses that matched what her lips were doing to my shaft.

After a quite a while of her oral talents I was getting very close to my orgasm.  I watched her as
she looked into my eyes, her mouth and tongue never missing a stroke.  When she evidently saw
that I was getting as close as I was she suddenly stopped and moved to straddle my body.  

I could feel the heat from her pussy wafting over me as she positioned herself on my hard shaft.  I
felt the head of my cock just start to enter her tight wetness, as she stopped all motion.  Looking
down into my eyes she gave me a far and away look of need.

I rolled my hips upwards, trying to push my cock into her more, but she just move up with me,
and I stayed right where she wanted me to be.  I relaxed back and accepted the fact that she was
in control of this for the time being.

Her hips began to move back and forth in little motions, my cock levering with her.  It felt strange
since only the head of it was just inside her pussy lips.  It caused me to throb in anticipation of
what was sure to follow.

Just when I was getting into her little play actions, she just dropped down, taking my whole shaft
completely inside her.  I almost came as she bottomed out on me.  The feelings were intense and
sharp.  

She held still, fully enveloping my shaft now, and then started those back and forth motions again. 
This time the feelings were more intense and I knew that I wasn't going to last long at this rate. 
She watched my eyes still, and I could see that she was looking for my approaching orgasm.

She was definitely in control of this session by now. I was willing to let her be in charge too, since
everything she had done so far was very pleasurable for me.  She pulled up off me until I was just
inside her lips again and did the motion thing. 

She continued to do this for quite some time.  When she saw that I was getting close to cumming
she would stop and hold very still, waiting until I calmed down again to begin all over.  We kept
this up for what seemed like an hour, but was really probably only ten minutes.  Then she looked
at me and smiled.

"Time to cum Jim.  I want my bull to shoot his juice deep into his heifer's pussy. 
Right...about...NOW."

With those words and shouting ‘now' as she finished, she dropped down onto me and began to go
wild on my cock.  She was almost jumping up and down on me as she fucked both of us hard, fast
and wantonly as she could.  I started to cum on the third stroke and as she bottomed out on my
cock, I felt my balls let loose with my load.  She rode me for a bit more then she started to cum
too. 

"Oh yeah baby.  Yeah.  I'm cumming now.  Ummmmm...your shaft feels so damn good in me
right now.  Mmmmm...yes...I'm cumming...oh...uhhh...yesssss."

A deep red flush began to cross her upper chest and shoulder as she came on my shaft. I had
begun to lick and suck on her nipples as she came and she fell forward onto my chest, my lips still
holding her nipples tightly between them.

Her moans in my ears made my cock throb too.  Even though I had just cum, I realized that my
cock was still hard and not going soft yet.  I was amazed at that little feat. Diane laid on me,
hugging me close, my shaft still in her hot wet pussy.  

After a bit I felt her move and her hips began to roll again.  She was fucking me almost
immediately after cumming so hard.  I was surprised that I was still able to give her a hard shaft to
play with still.  

We rocked together for over a half-an-hour before we came together in a nice and almost quiet
mutual orgasm.  I held her after that and we both fell asleep.  I was so happy and so satisfied for
the first time in my life.

The next morning I woke up to soft lips around my cock.  Diane was busy getting me ready for
some more.  I placed my hands on her head while she began to take me in and out.  Her talented
tongue and lips were bringing me close in record time, and before I knew it, I was shooting off
into her mouth.  

She took it all, swallowing and sucking me as she looked up into my eyes.  I could see something
there, her eyes giving me an intimate look into her soul.  Afterwards, I returned the favor, and
then we both showered.  

Leaving me to go home, I felt a sense of loss.  She had affected me in ways that no other woman
ever had.  I knew at that point, that I was falling in love with this Goddess. I moped around the
rest of that morning, wanting to just go be with my new found lover.

That afternoon Diane called me up.

"Jim, I think we need to talk a bit.  I have some things I need to tell you and I don't want ‘us' to
go any farther until you know more about me.  Could we go out for coffee somewhere in a bit?"

"How about my place?"

"No...I think for what I have to tell you we need to be in a more public place.  Maybe, depending
on how that all goes, we can go to your place later.  Okay?"

I was mystified, curious, and worried.  It sounded like she had something to tell me that she was
afraid I wouldn't handle well.  Considering my feelings for her had already gone into early love
mode...I wasn't so sure I wanted to hear what she had to tell me.  Especially if it were to cause a
change I couldn't handle in my life.

"Well...okay.  Uh...Diane...why so serious?  I mean...what you have to tell me...is it about me?"

"Oh...no.  It is about me Jim...what I...do.  Can it wait until we are having coffee please?"

"Yeah.  About two then?"

"Yes.  Two will be great.  I want you to know that I'm setting this up so that you know what you
are or could be getting into.  It's for the best.  I have found myself developing feelings for
you...feelings that I can't deny.  I...I don't want to screw up what we have, but at the same time, I
don't want to lead you on if you couldn't handle what I have to tell you."

After she hung up, her words hung in my mind.  I was at a loss as to what she had to tell me and
why it would effect ‘us'.  Two o'clock couldn't seem to come fast enough.  I met her out front of
the place we had decided on.

Hugging her, I gave her a kiss on her cheek, since she turned her head slightly as I tried to land it
on her lips.  I knew that whatever she had to tell me was not going to be easy for her at that point. 
She had a haunted look to her eyes, even though she smiled at me with that same intensity I had
first noticed in her.

Over coffee my impressions of how serious she had gotten became clear.  Her first words were
quite revealing to me and as she went on I knew that she must have had a hard time deciding to
do this as she was.  She was taking that chance that some lovers take...going out on that
proverbial limb.

"Well...I can see that you're worried.  I hope that what I tell you next doesn't change your
feelings towards me, but I will understand if you change your mind about me too."

"Diane...how I feel about you...I don't see that changing now, or ever."

"No...just wait Jim.  What I have to tell you...it's going to probably shock you."

We both stared at each other for a bit...not saying a word.  I knew at that moment deep inside I
was afraid of what she had to tell me.  At the same time I wanted to take her in my arms and hold
her tight, never letting her go.  It was too late for me...I was already in love with her.  No matter
what she told me now...it was too late.  I loved her.

"I told you when we first met that I was in the entertainment business.  That was not a lie.  It
didn't quite tell you what I did do, but it is what goes on my tax forms each year.  I don't know
how to tell you any other way but this.  I...Jim...I'm a...dancer...exotic dancer.  You know...I
strip...in clubs and at private parties."

I was stunned.  Of all the things I would have expected her to tell me this was not one of them.  I
sat there not saying a word just staring at Diane.  She began to look upset and soon I saw tears
welling up in her eyes.

Just as she started to jump up I reached out and touched her arm.  Holding her gently I managed
to keep her sitting down in front of me.

"Oh...wow."

"You hate me."

"No...not at all.  It's just that this is all so...well...out of the blue.  I never had an idea and then..."

"It's not like I'm a slut or anything Jim.  I dance.  That's all.  Of course at times some men get a
bit touchy feely, but I just dance.  I'm not a whore or prostitute.  That's why I live in the
neighborhood I do instead of where most of the girls live. Not to say that they are either, its just
that some of them...well...it is an associated type of work to stripping at times."

"I don't know what to say Diane.  This isn't what I expected you to tell me and I don't know
what I..."

"I've had this problem before.  Meet a nice guy, get to know him, and the minute I tell them what
I do...gone.  Like the wind."

"I'm not leaving Diane.  Well, not yet anyway.  I had no idea what you did.  I don't know why I
never thought about it before...I mean...in some ways it makes a kind of sense.  But...wow."

"You are quite different than the other men I have told this to.  So far anyway.  Usually by this
time in the conversation I'm alone and they're history."

"Well, to be quite honest, I'd come to the conclusion this morning that I had feelings for you. 
Strong feelings.  I knew what you had to tell me was going to be hard for you...I just didn't know
this is what it was going to be."

"Well, now you know.  I am a stripper.  I strip off my clothes in front of men, usually a lot of
men, and they pay me tips to do it.  I also do lap dances...just so you know...I'm a real stripper. 
All that entails...except for the sex for money part.  I don't do that.  Anymore. I did do that at one
time, but I quit because I was afraid that I'd catch something that might kill me eventually.  I
never really did that very much to begin with anyway."

I was stunned.  She had been a pro then.  She had quit...she still danced...it was a lot for me to get
my head around in such a short time.

"Okay.  So...just asking here...but if we continue to see each other...would you...you
know...continue to strip?"

"Well, what else could I do Jim?  It's how I make my living.  It's not like I have a skill or degree
and can go out and find another job just like that."

"I didn't mean to sound..."

"Look, I know that what I do isn't exactly acceptable for a girlfriend or wife.  It is what I do
though.  I can't just quit at this time, although I have been going to school here and there, I am a
long way from having a degree in anything."

Her voice had risen, a bit of fear coming through.  She was afraid that I would still walk on her,
and I could tell that she had feelings for me, possibly more than I had thought.

"Calm down a bit here Diane.  First of all...I'm not running away.  Don't get too defensive. I
didn't mean to sound like I was telling you that you had to quit stripping.  I just was...well...I
mean I was wanting to know..." The sigh escaped me. "What is it that you want out of life Diane? 
Do you plan on staying a stripper for a long time?"

"I didn't start out to be a stripper Jim.  I was in college, and ran out of money.  I applied for a job
at a club when I heard how much a dancer could make.  At first it paid my way in school, but
soon doing school and stripping became too hard.  The little I turned tricks taught me that if I
continued doing that, I'd be out of school in no time too.   I quit turning tricks and then I decided
to go to school part time and that being able to eat and have a roof over my head was better than
starving in the streets.  I soon learned how to invest some money I made, and I learned also how
to keep it just to the dancing.  I have made a good living so far, the school just kind of slipped
away at some point."

"Okay.  But where do you see yourself in five years or ten?"

"Well, I always wanted to get married and have kids someday. I also wanted to work in a business
where I could help people too.  I just got caught up in...life.  Then I met you.  I...I
think...that...Oh God Jim, I think I'm in love with you.  That's why this all hurts so much.  I make
my living dancing in strip clubs, doing private parties and lap dances...and I can't just walk away
without something better to go to."

"Love me?  Oh...man...you love me?"

"Yes.  I do.  I love you Jim.  Way too much.  I'm so afraid that I'm going to lose you now.  But I
had to tell you.  You had a right to know about me."

"Okay, we know several things now then.  One, you love me.  Two, I love you too.  Three, that
you..."

"You love me too?  Really?  You love me?  Even after I told you what I do for a living, you still
love me?"

"Yes.  I think I fell in love with you that first day I saw you at your swimming pool.  Then, after
our first date...the barbeque...I was falling for sure.  Yesterday I knew it for certain.  Even after
the phone call this morning, I was sure.  I love you Diane.  I really do."

Tears were falling down her cheeks.  Her hands were now gripping mine tightly as she just wept. 
I looked into her eyes and saw all the love and caring there that I needed to see.  We would work
through this, I knew it.  I could accept her dancing, and maybe, sooner than later, I could
convince her to go back to school, or perhaps find other work...maybe even for me, if she was
interested.  Her past...well I wasn't a virgin when we met either.

"Then what do we do now?  Can you handle being in love with a stripper?"

"Exotic dancer aren't you?  Look, I'm taking you at your word...you only dance and strip.  I see
nothing wrong with that.  However, at some point it could cause problems for my business.  I
love you enough to know that I couldn't ask you to quit something that you like to do...so I'm
asking you...do you love dancing?"

"Not really love as much as like.  It pays my bills and keeps me in a style I've become accustomed
to. Sometimes some of the men pawing at me...the looks too gets to be a bit much. The talk and
innuendo I don't mind but...I'd really rather be doing something that didn't require possible
contact, but what else could I do that would pay so well?"

"Diane, I'm not going to ask you to quit.  That is a decision that is up to you.  I want you to do
what makes you happy.  I'll not draw any lines and require you to follow them.  No hoops, no
hurdles.  Honestly, I love you as you are."

"I know that I couldn't let your clients find out though Jim.  It would cost you business.  That
much is a simple fact.  It could also lead to problems elsewhere too.  I'm sorry.  I should have
told you a long time ago."

"Look, I could use someone with some real street smarts and intelligence in my business.  I know
that it is usually not a good idea to work for friends or relatives...but maybe I could hire you to
work for the business...and that way you'd have a job that paid pretty well and the issue wouldn't
even occur."

"How about you give me a reference to another company, somewhere where I could prove
myself?  Then you won't have any potential problems if things for us went bad.  If you wanted to
that is."

"We'll get through this one way or the other Diane.  All I know for sure at this moment is that I
love you enough to know I don't want to lose you.  For now lets just play it by ear and let it sort
itself out.  Fair enough?"

"Yes.  That's fair.  I...I'm ashamed that I never told you before...what I did I mean."

"You had no way of knowing how I'd react, Diane.  I can't blame you either.  I'm sure with you
having a home in our neighborhood you couldn't afford to let the others know for fear that they'd
drive you out too.  I wouldn't have, nor some of my neighbors, but you never know.  Lets go get
something to eat.  My treat?"

"I'd love to Jim.  Very much."

We ate and then I found myself at Diane's house in her bedroom for the first time.  I was
impressed with her taste in decorations.  Simple yet stated.  Quite impressive.  It had to have been
to capture my attention.  We romped all night in her bed...fucking and making love.  It was
different now.  We knew that we loved each other and had declared our love to each other too.  

I spent a lot of time just looking into her eyes, learning what they looked like, never wanting to
forget the moments we shared.  The next morning I went home and cleaned up.  I thought about
where we were heading together, and knew that at some point I'd have to decide if Diane was the
one.  At the moment I was sure of it, yet I held back.

A few days went by with Diane and I seeing each other every night.  Then on Friday night she
asked me if I wanted to go see her work.  I was not sure how I'd handle it, and told her so.

"Jim, I've been thinking, would you want to come see me at work?  I mean, you would see me in
action...so to speak, and maybe get a handle on how I earn my living."

"Oh Diane, I want to see you dancing that's for sure, but I'm not sure about watching you do lap
dances for some other guys.  I...I'm not sure how I'll handle seeing you actually doing that with
someone else."

"I could dance for you especially here and give you kind of an idea.  I just thought that you were
curious how I do it in front of other men.  I know that you and I are heading into a serious
relationship...I just want you to know what I deal with and how I handle...other men."

"What if I get so jealous that I get into a fight?  I don't want you to get fired nor do I want to go
to jail either."

"One of the bouncers dates a dancer.  They've been pretty serious for over a year.  Maybe I could
get you to be with him while I dance and he could talk to you about how he feels and thinks while
his girlfriend is dancing too.  He'd keep you from getting into trouble I think...and then you'd
have a first hand look at me at work.  I want you to see me because I want you to understand that
I don't accept ‘dates' with anyone at the club, nor do I prostitute myself out."

"Well...I would or at least I think I would love to see you in action...so go ahead and talk to the
bouncer and set me up I guess.  I want you to know that I may have a hard time with it...but I
won't hate you."

Prophetic last words there let me tell you.  I assumed that Diane would dance and I'd get turned
on watching her...the other men being there and seeing her like that bothered me, but I thought
I'd be able to handle it all right.

The arrangements were made and I showed up at the club where Diane worked a bit ahead of
time.  I was nervous, and as I waited for her to come on, the bouncer and I talked about him and
his girlfriend.

"So, you're Diane's man.  Good to meet you."

Shaking his hand I discovered that he had one strong grip.  He didn't do the ‘macho' type
handshake, it was a naturally strong grip.  I could see his muscles were huge and he looked like a
tough person that was capable of handling most situations.

"Yeah.  I'm not sure how this will all turn out...I'm a bit nervous about watching her in front of so
many men."

"Yeah, it is a rush the first few times.  You know, if you can trust and love your lady enough
though, it enhances things a lot too.  I know that Diane is a straight dancer here.  Her and Sue,
my girlfriend are about the only ones that don't offer special ‘services' on the side.  She's
definitely a keeper."

"I love her and I hope I'll be able to handle all of this tonight.  Like I said, I'm nervous how this
will all end up."

"I'll be here to watch your back and to make sure you don't mess up either.  It's my normal night
off, but Diane and Sue convinced me to come in and visit with you."

The way he said ‘visit' told me volumes.  He was here on his own time to make sure I didn't
embarrass Diane or end up in a fight.  Diane and Sue must have been pretty close friends in order
to get him to do this like he was.

"So, how do you feel when you watch...Sue...when she's dancing?"

"At first it really bothered me.  I mean, all those guys trying to grab a feel and propositioning her
all the time.  After a while the club owner managed to convince me that Sue was an up front
dancer, not a whore. I did have some issues for a while though.  You being here like this will go a
long ways to helping you understand and maybe accept how Diane earns her keep.  I do know
that she has never done anything but dance since she's worked here.  Lap dance and straight out
stripping routines.  No funny stuff for her that is certain.  Not that some guys haven't tried their
hardest to get into her panties."

"Do guys do that with Sue?"

"Oh yeah.  Now I know that it is a kind of a benefit.  I mean, It reminds me that there are a lot of
guys out there that want what I have.  I think it helps me to appreciate Sue a lot more.  Besides,
Sue handles herself quite well.  She can get them worked up and still keep them off her.  It's a
technique that most dancers learn well."

The DJ was announcing Diane's turn next.  She used the stage name ‘Star' and when she came
out I could see why.  She looked different.  A lot different.  I had to look twice to see that it was
indeed her.  

She was wearing a glittery and skimpy dress.  It was low cut in front with a deep plunge in front
and back, and the sides were slit up above her hips.  I could see she was wearing a G-string, and
some kind of a bra, but the bra was almost invisible.  Flesh toned I thought.

Dancing to what sounded like ZZ Top, she moved like someone that could make a blind man
hard.  Her body was glistening, like it had been lightly oiled up too.  Under the lights the different
colors that were shining on her made her look different with each color change. 

I watched as most of the crowd moved in closer to the stage.  Men were leaning in as far as they
could trying to get a good place and view.  It was obvious that Diane was one of the more
popular dancers.

Otis, the bouncer leaned in and shouted over the loud music;

"She's one of the hotties.  All the men drool over her.  You'll see what I mean in a minute.  Diane
gets great tips.  I think that a lot of the men here tip her well in hopes that one day she'll take
them up on their more base offers for a good time off premises."

I felt a bit hot and a bit jealous watching as the person I had fallen in love with taking off her
clothes in front of a crowd of men.  She moved with the music and her legs were snapping up and
down in time to the music.

She danced over to the pole and spun around it, and moved her butt in such a way that I wanted
to grab her and fuck her right there.  If I was this turned on and hadn't seen any titties or ass yet,
how were these other men feeling?

Her dress was coming off now, and the men were throwing money on the stage at her.  Her
muscles were taught and I couldn't get over how hot she looked.  I had to remember that this was
Diane, and I had been having a relationship with her for a while now.

Her nude colored bra had two purple cups that covered her breasts perfectly.  When she stealthily
slipped it off the hollering and shouting got louder.  These guys were hot to touch her.  Suddenly
one of the men down in front moved way out and managed to grab her leg.  Diane just danced
away, and a bouncer was right there having a discussion with the offender. He managed to not get
kicked out...but it was close.

Diane now was slipping her G-string down her legs as she laid on the stage on her back. 
Sideways as she was I could only feel lust inside me.  All the men were praising her loudly,
throwing even more money at her. 

She got her G-string off and then spread her legs wide.  Real wide.  Once they were about as far
as she could get them, she spun around facing the men in front of the stage.  The howls and
drooling went full bore.  I could see her pussy, all shaved and wet looking.  

She allowed men to stuff money in her spike heels, and garter on her lower leg.  She moved
around the stage spreading her legs and giving all the men a good look at the most private part of
her.  Watching the men I started to feel a serious jealous feeling creeping up inside me. Otis must
have noticed it because he moved closer and started talking to me as best he could over the noise.

"You're feeling a bit jealous.  It happens.  It happened to me for a while at first too.  Look, all
those men down there...they all want what they can't have.  Diane only wants one man, and that
man is you.  All those guys will ever get is what they are now...a look see.  Maybe a few lucky
one's will get to touch her leg or thigh as they stuff money in her garter.  You...you get the full
real deal.  Diane only has eyes for you."

As he told me that I came to an understanding.  I finally noticed that Diane had been watching me
this whole time.  Her eyes were most always on me.  Maybe she was afraid of how I'd react. 
Maybe she was making sure she saw how I looked so she could tell what would or could happen
between us now.

Otis talked to me as Diane finished up her set and disappeared back stage.  He reassured me that
he knew Diane was in love with me and had never touched another man since I had come along. 
While she had worked here she had never been one to go for the extra money that way.  She had
done bachelor parties and the like, but never with any sexual favors during or after those events.

Otis also told me how Diane had stressed over how I would react once I knew what she did for a
living.  She was so afraid of losing me she had even considered quitting dancing.  I bounced some
of my worries off of him and he was also reassuring on those too.  I soon settled in my mind that
what Diane did for a living was not much different than what any dancer would do.

In my mind I knew that I was a lucky man.  I had the love and affections of a very beautiful
woman.  She was very good looking as attested to by all those drooling men down front.  She
loved me...I loved her.  I had to trust her.  Somehow I knew that things would work out for us.

Over the next months I worked it all out of my system and came to appreciate Diane's job as a
benefit for me too.  I knew that she'd get worked up thinking about me as she danced, and then
when she got home after work she'd be over at my place waking me up at times to some great
sex.  

I would go watch her dance, seeing the men desiring her, and knowing that I was the one she
came home to at the end of the night.  In some ways it gave me confidence that I had lacked in
certain areas.  After all was said and done, our lives went on quite normally.  Our sex life got
super charged.

One night, after about eight months of dating, I finally realized I had to ask her to marry me.  I
arranged a date for us and then went in search of the perfect ring for her.  My intent was to find
an engagement ring myself, then if she wanted, we could go exchange it for one that suited her
taste.

The diamond solitaire I picked out was perfect in my mind, and when I paid for it I had a feeling
that things were going to get better than they already were.  Diane, by this time had managed to
find a job in a firm near where my business was located, and she had been learning the ropes there
while still dancing.  She was a hard worker, that was for sure.

The night of the dinner date I got dressed alone, as she was at her place dressing.  I think she
knew that something was in the wind for tonight...something very special.  I had tried to down
play the whole dinner date thing, but the place we were going to was a bit upscale from our usual
list of places to go.

Once at the table and eating I noticed that there was a quite a crowd.  I hadn't figured on other
people seeing me on my knee asking her to marry me...but in some ways it kind of made me
proud to be able to share my longing and love for her...showing her that I could ask her in style.  I
only hoped that she hadn't changed her mind, or worse, would tell me she had to think about it
first.  I was nervous as we ate, and the closer the time for me to ask her came the more nervous I
got.

Finally, dinner done and desert on the way, I decided it was now or never. I got up and went
around the table to one side of her chair.  She had turned as I moved, a curious look with a smile
on her face.  As I knelt I heard the room go quiet.  It was obvious what I was about to do...and
the other patrons were waiting almost breathlessly as I got on one knee.

"Diane...I've thought about this for a long time now...and knowing that I love you as much as I
do, there is only one thing I need.  One person I need in my life...the one person I love. 
Diane...would you...marry me...please?"

You could have heard a pin drop at that point.  Diane had tears in her eyes, and as I knelt there in
the middle of the room, she just smiled and nodded...too choked up to talk at that moment.  I,
being a bit devious at that moment, stayed on my knee, digging around for the box with the ring
in it...then handing it out...waited. 

Her hands took mine, and as I pressed the ring box into her hands she finally managed to get out a
simple, yet all encompassing word...one that I would take to my grave and never forget...ever.

"Yes."
Clapping started all over the place, and people were cheering.  The couple at the table next to
where I was kneeling were talking to us...congratulating both of us.  The waiter brought out a
bottle of the house champagne compliments of the house.

Diane threw her arms around me, hugging me tight.  We kissed...lightly as we were in a very
public spot...what with all the people around...and as I watched, she placed that ring on her finger. 
I had been right...it fit her perfectly.  Tears streaming down her face, she hugged me again, then I
got up and sat back down in my seat.  

"Yes...I'll marry you...Oh...yes.  When you went to your knee... I knew...I just knew."

"You didn't catch on when I mentioned where we were going on our date?"

"I had an idea it was an important date...I never thought you were going to ask me to marry you
here though.  Actually, I figured you were going to ask me to move in with you."

"Oh?  If I had what would your answer have been?"

"Yes.  I had thought it out while we drove here...I was prepared to say yes.  Then you got up and
went around and knelt...I was thinking ‘Oh My God...He's going to ask me to marry him!' and
then you did.  You've made me the most happy woman on the face of the planet...honestly...the
absolute happiest in the world."

"Well then, soon to be Mrs. Anderson...Mrs. Diane Anderson...hmmm...has a certain ring to it
doesn't it?  Shall we have our dessert?"

"Yes...Mr. Anderson...my husband to be...Oh God...I can't believe it...you actually asked me on
one knee...a girls dream come true.  I love you so much Jim...I really do."

"I know...just as I love you too Diane."


I'd like to say that the ensuing years have been without problems...but like any married couple we
have had a few small arguments...nothing major...and usually we have them all settled and made
up before bed time.  

Diane just did quit dancing last year...and having been married three years now...I found out that
having a wife that is, or rather was, a stripper has some benefits.  Now all her dancing is for
me...and I make sure that I get her costumes (not that she needs them by the way) as often as I
can.

She sold her house to a young couple and moved in with me.  Together we have built our
business up even more, and I have found her to be most helpful running the office.  She is a
natural hard worker, and very intelligent too.  We have plans to add to our family starting next
year too.  I'm wanting a boy...she's wanting a girl.  Wonder who's going to ‘win' that one?

If you'll excuse me now... I hear some ZZ Top playing in the bedroom...it seems that my private
dancer is getting ready for a special dance for me.  I never have, nor will I ever even think of
passing up one of those from my wife.  Life is good.













 



