Love s ShepherdChapter 22 Shepherd s Gift
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I was thinking back on the first night that I slept with Kathy (not her real name for privacy purposes). I had recently relocated from the Mid-South to northeast Florida and started working as a computer technician in a little shop in a small town. There weren't too many people in the area that did computer work in those days and the shop at which I was employed did the I.T. work for the city government. One of the people who worked in one of the city offices was a secretary who bore a striking resemblance to Shannon Doherty. She was about 5'4", slender build, had jet black hair and a really feisty disposition.
It was during a Florida spring day, one of those days that had "Chamber of Commerce Weather" as the locals called it. The temperature was in the low 70's, not a cloud in the sky, just the kind of day that made you feel happy to be outside. Mark, my boss, had just hung up the phone when he called me to his desk.
"Dave," he said, "I need you to go down to the city administration building. One of the secretaries has a problem with her computer and I can't leave the store. Could you handle this?"
"Sure, Mark, I'd be glad to," I replied. "Where do I need to go?"
"It's just down the street. Go see a woman named Karen, okay?"
"No problem." I didn't mind a walk on a day like today. Grabbing my utility disks and tool kit, I sauntered towards the city building and opened the office door. Karen was sitting at her desk chatting with someone on the phone and looked up at me with a questioning look. I smiled and waited for her to finish her conversation and hang up the phone.
"May I help you?" she asked in the tone of the typical office professional.
"Hi, I'm Dave from Mark's store. Somebody has a computer problem?"
Her dark brown eyes locked on mine and she smiled. "Yes, I have to get some files off of this floppy and I'm having trouble pulling them up. They're some reports that I do not want to re-type so if you can help me retrieve them, I'd be most grateful."
"Sure, let me have a look." I walked around to her desk as she stood up and let me sit in front of her workstation. "We've just gotten some new disc tools that are usually pretty successful in fixing problem floppies."
Within a couple of minutes I had managed to put a file list up on her screen.
"Yes, those are the files. Can you pull them up for me?"
"No problem." A minute or two later her screen was filled with the recovered text.
"You have just become my new best friend," Kathy beamed at me with a warm smile on her face.
"Is there anything else I can do for you," I said as my eye noticed the wedding ring on her left hand, "Uh, Ma'am?" Damn, I thought, she's married. What a bummer.
She reached over and leaned her forearm on my shoulder in what I thought was an overly friendly gesture for a married woman. "No, I think that'll do it for now."
Not wanting to offend her, I remained still despite her surprising closeness. She leaned in towards my ear and whispered, "... but I'd like to see you again, soon."
There was no mistaking her intent. As I walked back to the store my head was spinning in confusion.
"So, how'd it go?" Mark asked.
"I fixed the problem. Just a defective diskette."
"What did you think of Karen?" Mark barely lifted an eyebrow but I could tell that his was a deeper question than just my impression.
"She's, um, quite affectionate."
"Really?" Eyebrows now clearly raised. "Just about any time I either went down there or sent somebody else Karen would snarl and curse at whomever crossed her path. She must like you."
"Yeah, about that. She's married, isn't she?"
"Well, it's hard to say. She does have a husband but theirs is an odd relationship."
"In what way?"
"I guess you're gonna find out, since she appears to like you. Karen usually gets what she wants."
Later that week another call came in from City Hall. "Dave," Mark called out from his office, "Karen wants you to come down to the office again. She specifically asked for you."
I walked back down the street to Karen's office. As soon as she saw me come in the door she smiled broadly and beckoned me to her desk.
"Dave, I think there's something wrong with my monitor. It keeps cutting in and out."
"Let's see what we can do," I responded as I kneeled down in front of the CPU on the floor. Karen sat back down in her chair right behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders. She started to massage my neck with her fingers.
"Are you busy tonight?"
"Uh, no," I stammered. Since I was still kinda new to the area I hadn't met anyone.
"Can I see you?"
"Are you sure it's okay?" I nodded at her ring finger.
"Oh, look, I'm married but it's just on paper. Thomas and I are really just friends. We haven't even slept together in years."
"Okay, sure. Where would you like to go?"
"Your place."
That evening I was eager to meet with this raven-haired beauty. Around 6:30 the doorbell rang. Karen was there, dressed in jeans that outlined the shape of her ass and a pink polo shirt. I barely had the door open when she grabbed me around the neck and started passionately kissing me.
"Bedroom," she murmured between kisses, "now."
I didn't have to be told twice. She lifted her legs off of the floor and locked them around my waist. Still lip-locked, I carried her to my bedroom. As soon as she saw the bed, she let go, fell back on the mattress and waved her legs at me. "Take my close off. I want you. I want you NOW!"
Once again, I didn't need any urging as I pulled her shoes off while she opened her belt buckle and unzipped her jeans, wriggling out of her pants and panties as I dragged them off of her legs. Her skin was creamy white with a little black bush that couldn't hide her swollen, juicy lower lips. I tore out of my clothes as fast as was humanly possible while she pulled her polo shirt over her head and then opened her silky white bra revealing two gorgeous mounds of woman-flesh.
By this time my member was raging with eager anticipation, wanting to get into the sweet little pudendum that now laid on my bed. "Get down here," she said with her arms and legs spread wide.
I landed next to her and she pounced on me like a wildcat. "This first one's for me, okay?"
Her dark eyes locked onto mine while she rolled me on my back and straddled my hardness. Grabbing my cock with one hand, she guided me into her moist, welcoming tunnel. Her eyes half closed and she emitted a lusty growl as she began to rock her hips up and down forcing me deeper into her womanhood. "Grab my tits, oh, please, grab my tits," she moaned rocking ever more vigorously on my rock-hard pole.
Soon her rocking became vibrating as her orgasm rose from her loins.
"Oh! Oh, yes, that's the spot, baby, yes, yes, yes!"
Her body became rigid as the climax washed over her. I saw her milky-white skin flush a deep pink as her ragged breathing became deep breaths of "Oh! Oh!... OH!"
Panting out those last breathy sounds she collapsed upon my chest, her dark hair spilling over my sweaty chest, my rod still deeply inserted in her now quivering honeypot.
I took my hands and ran them down her naked skin from her shoulders to her waist until I was cupping her pert little buns in my palms. My fingers explored deep within her crack until I felt her crinkled anus still shaking from the effects of her orgasm.
Karen's head was still on my chest as she panted, spilling her hot breath on my shoulder. As I pushed a tentative finger into her asshole and rubbed it around a bit, Karen seemed to know what I wanted to do. I'd fantasized about taking a woman's back door but up until then I'd never had the opportunity. Either the partners I had had were too scared or they considered it "gross" to let a guy put his thing ...there.
Not this time. Karen lifted her head from my shoulder, turned and looked deeply into my gaze and said the words I never thought I'd hear. "You can make love to me any way you want, baby."
My cock nearly exploded when my mind finally wrapped around what had just been said. "Really?" I asked.
"Really." she replied with a knowing grin.
She pulled herself up off of my hard-on and laid down on the bed with her perfect ass right there in front of me. Already quite lubricated form Karen's copious amounts of vaginal fluid, I could practically hear her little anus calling for my dick.
Karen spread her legs, looked back over her shoulder at me and smiled. I needed no further urging.
Placing the head of my penis right in the center of her little pink rosebud I pressed forward feeling the warm grip of Karen's sphincter on my cock as it slowly disappeared into her ass. Slowly, but steadily, my hip bones were pressed up against Karen's lovely sculpted cheeks and I heard her sigh with contentment. "Ooooh, baby, that feels so goooood."
The wildcat was now purring with enthusiasm as I began to pull back and press back in. I reached my hand around in front of Karen's flat belly and felt my way down through her bush to her throbbing clit. Karen's petite body was small enough that I could reach my middle finger into her G-spot and use my thumb to massage her clit. Soon Karen was vibrating again and moaning with pleasure.
"More, more, MORE! Oh, yes, oh, yes, baby, fill me up with your sweet cream! I want it! I want it all! Give it to me, baby."
Seconds later I felt my body spasm into a mind-breaking orgasm. I felt jets of sperm shooting deep into Karen's bowels. I saw fireworks. I heard brass bands. I was in heaven.
...and then I collapsed upon Karen's back, panting into her ear. "Oh, my god, Karen, you are AMAZING!" I wrapped my hands around her in a big bear hug while my cock, still embedded in her fleshy tunnel, spat out its last bursts of jizz.
Karen giggled into the pillow. "More. I want more, baby."
"What, are you trying to kill me?"
"Well, at least you'll die happy, right?"
"Can't argue with that."
Thus began my relationship with a brunette bombshell, a black panther of a woman. Karen and I would have many more nights like that. Sometimes she would invite me into the "back door" and sometimes we would have "regular sex" but every time with her was a workout and a mind-blowing experience.
I'll always be grateful to Karen for introducing me into that delectable practice.
It was during a Florida spring day, one of those days that had "Chamber of Commerce Weather" as the locals called it. The temperature was in the low 70's, not a cloud in the sky, just the kind of day that made you feel happy to be outside. Mark, my boss, had just hung up the phone when he called me to his desk.
"Dave," he said, "I need you to go down to the city administration building. One of the secretaries has a problem with her computer and I can't leave the store. Could you handle this?"
"Sure, Mark, I'd be glad to," I replied. "Where do I need to go?"
"It's just down the street. Go see a woman named Karen, okay?"
"No problem." I didn't mind a walk on a day like today. Grabbing my utility disks and tool kit, I sauntered towards the city building and opened the office door. Karen was sitting at her desk chatting with someone on the phone and looked up at me with a questioning look. I smiled and waited for her to finish her conversation and hang up the phone.
"May I help you?" she asked in the tone of the typical office professional.
"Hi, I'm Dave from Mark's store. Somebody has a computer problem?"
Her dark brown eyes locked on mine and she smiled. "Yes, I have to get some files off of this floppy and I'm having trouble pulling them up. They're some reports that I do not want to re-type so if you can help me retrieve them, I'd be most grateful."
"Sure, let me have a look." I walked around to her desk as she stood up and let me sit in front of her workstation. "We've just gotten some new disc tools that are usually pretty successful in fixing problem floppies."
Within a couple of minutes I had managed to put a file list up on her screen.
"Yes, those are the files. Can you pull them up for me?"
"No problem." A minute or two later her screen was filled with the recovered text.
"You have just become my new best friend," Kathy beamed at me with a warm smile on her face.
"Is there anything else I can do for you," I said as my eye noticed the wedding ring on her left hand, "Uh, Ma'am?" Damn, I thought, she's married. What a bummer.
She reached over and leaned her forearm on my shoulder in what I thought was an overly friendly gesture for a married woman. "No, I think that'll do it for now."
Not wanting to offend her, I remained still despite her surprising closeness. She leaned in towards my ear and whispered, "... but I'd like to see you again, soon."
There was no mistaking her intent. As I walked back to the store my head was spinning in confusion.
"So, how'd it go?" Mark asked.
"I fixed the problem. Just a defective diskette."
"What did you think of Karen?" Mark barely lifted an eyebrow but I could tell that his was a deeper question than just my impression.
"She's, um, quite affectionate."
"Really?" Eyebrows now clearly raised. "Just about any time I either went down there or sent somebody else Karen would snarl and curse at whomever crossed her path. She must like you."
"Yeah, about that. She's married, isn't she?"
"Well, it's hard to say. She does have a husband but theirs is an odd relationship."
"In what way?"
"I guess you're gonna find out, since she appears to like you. Karen usually gets what she wants."
Later that week another call came in from City Hall. "Dave," Mark called out from his office, "Karen wants you to come down to the office again. She specifically asked for you."
I walked back down the street to Karen's office. As soon as she saw me come in the door she smiled broadly and beckoned me to her desk.
"Dave, I think there's something wrong with my monitor. It keeps cutting in and out."
"Let's see what we can do," I responded as I kneeled down in front of the CPU on the floor. Karen sat back down in her chair right behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders. She started to massage my neck with her fingers.
"Are you busy tonight?"
"Uh, no," I stammered. Since I was still kinda new to the area I hadn't met anyone.
"Can I see you?"
"Are you sure it's okay?" I nodded at her ring finger.
"Oh, look, I'm married but it's just on paper. Thomas and I are really just friends. We haven't even slept together in years."
"Okay, sure. Where would you like to go?"
"Your place."
That evening I was eager to meet with this raven-haired beauty. Around 6:30 the doorbell rang. Karen was there, dressed in jeans that outlined the shape of her ass and a pink polo shirt. I barely had the door open when she grabbed me around the neck and started passionately kissing me.
"Bedroom," she murmured between kisses, "now."
I didn't have to be told twice. She lifted her legs off of the floor and locked them around my waist. Still lip-locked, I carried her to my bedroom. As soon as she saw the bed, she let go, fell back on the mattress and waved her legs at me. "Take my close off. I want you. I want you NOW!"
Once again, I didn't need any urging as I pulled her shoes off while she opened her belt buckle and unzipped her jeans, wriggling out of her pants and panties as I dragged them off of her legs. Her skin was creamy white with a little black bush that couldn't hide her swollen, juicy lower lips. I tore out of my clothes as fast as was humanly possible while she pulled her polo shirt over her head and then opened her silky white bra revealing two gorgeous mounds of woman-flesh.
By this time my member was raging with eager anticipation, wanting to get into the sweet little pudendum that now laid on my bed. "Get down here," she said with her arms and legs spread wide.
I landed next to her and she pounced on me like a wildcat. "This first one's for me, okay?"
Her dark eyes locked onto mine while she rolled me on my back and straddled my hardness. Grabbing my cock with one hand, she guided me into her moist, welcoming tunnel. Her eyes half closed and she emitted a lusty growl as she began to rock her hips up and down forcing me deeper into her womanhood. "Grab my tits, oh, please, grab my tits," she moaned rocking ever more vigorously on my rock-hard pole.
Soon her rocking became vibrating as her orgasm rose from her loins.
"Oh! Oh, yes, that's the spot, baby, yes, yes, yes!"
Her body became rigid as the climax washed over her. I saw her milky-white skin flush a deep pink as her ragged breathing became deep breaths of "Oh! Oh!... OH!"
Panting out those last breathy sounds she collapsed upon my chest, her dark hair spilling over my sweaty chest, my rod still deeply inserted in her now quivering honeypot.
I took my hands and ran them down her naked skin from her shoulders to her waist until I was cupping her pert little buns in my palms. My fingers explored deep within her crack until I felt her crinkled anus still shaking from the effects of her orgasm.
Karen's head was still on my chest as she panted, spilling her hot breath on my shoulder. As I pushed a tentative finger into her asshole and rubbed it around a bit, Karen seemed to know what I wanted to do. I'd fantasized about taking a woman's back door but up until then I'd never had the opportunity. Either the partners I had had were too scared or they considered it "gross" to let a guy put his thing ...there.
Not this time. Karen lifted her head from my shoulder, turned and looked deeply into my gaze and said the words I never thought I'd hear. "You can make love to me any way you want, baby."
My cock nearly exploded when my mind finally wrapped around what had just been said. "Really?" I asked.
"Really." she replied with a knowing grin.
She pulled herself up off of my hard-on and laid down on the bed with her perfect ass right there in front of me. Already quite lubricated form Karen's copious amounts of vaginal fluid, I could practically hear her little anus calling for my dick.
Karen spread her legs, looked back over her shoulder at me and smiled. I needed no further urging.
Placing the head of my penis right in the center of her little pink rosebud I pressed forward feeling the warm grip of Karen's sphincter on my cock as it slowly disappeared into her ass. Slowly, but steadily, my hip bones were pressed up against Karen's lovely sculpted cheeks and I heard her sigh with contentment. "Ooooh, baby, that feels so goooood."
The wildcat was now purring with enthusiasm as I began to pull back and press back in. I reached my hand around in front of Karen's flat belly and felt my way down through her bush to her throbbing clit. Karen's petite body was small enough that I could reach my middle finger into her G-spot and use my thumb to massage her clit. Soon Karen was vibrating again and moaning with pleasure.
"More, more, MORE! Oh, yes, oh, yes, baby, fill me up with your sweet cream! I want it! I want it all! Give it to me, baby."
Seconds later I felt my body spasm into a mind-breaking orgasm. I felt jets of sperm shooting deep into Karen's bowels. I saw fireworks. I heard brass bands. I was in heaven.
...and then I collapsed upon Karen's back, panting into her ear. "Oh, my god, Karen, you are AMAZING!" I wrapped my hands around her in a big bear hug while my cock, still embedded in her fleshy tunnel, spat out its last bursts of jizz.
Karen giggled into the pillow. "More. I want more, baby."
"What, are you trying to kill me?"
"Well, at least you'll die happy, right?"
"Can't argue with that."
Thus began my relationship with a brunette bombshell, a black panther of a woman. Karen and I would have many more nights like that. Sometimes she would invite me into the "back door" and sometimes we would have "regular sex" but every time with her was a workout and a mind-blowing experience.
I'll always be grateful to Karen for introducing me into that delectable practice.
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