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My name is John Jacobs but all my friends call me Johnny. I come from a fairly wealthy family and graduated from college a few years ago. I stand just over six feet and weigh a bit over two hundred pounds. I never played sports in either high school or college. Most of my time went to studying. Because of that, I received a scholarship and graduated the top of my class.
Early in college, I decided to go into the pharmaceutical field. My job now is visiting medical facilities and offices such as hospitals, medical centers, and multiple doctors’ offices, which means I deal with a lot of professional people. I’m on the road sometimes three or four days a week and stay in motels.
Even though I have a great job, I get lonely. I always thought I would be married before now. Of course, my traveling so much doesn’t make it easy to meet anyone for extended dating.
Then one day I walked into a medical center for my routine check with them about drug samples and I saw the most beautiful girl ever. She was the receptionist and was dressed neat and sexy but not slutty. We talked while I waited for the nurse I generally met with and things seemed to click. I learned her name was Mary Waters, she was twenty-four years old, and she graduated from state college a year ago. The second time I was there I asked her out and she accepted.
On our first date, we went for dinner. We talked while we waited for our food.
“So, Johnny, tell me about your college days.”
“Well, I wasn’t wild but I did party some. I dated quite a few women but always treated them with respect. I never took advantage of women. My parents taught me that at a young age. Studying took up a lot of my time but it wasn’t hard for me. Now it’s your turn.”
“I never found a career that really excited me. Maybe that’s why I’m just a receptionist,” she said and laughed. “I pretty much hung around with my sorority sisters and their friends. Over a four-year period that’s a lot of girls.”
“What do you do in your free time?”
“I still go out with my former classmates. We go to lounges to listen to music, have a few drinks, and dance. It’s fun and we all get along good.”
“Is there someone special in your life?” I asked.
“No, there’s not. I date but there’s no one I’m serious about. Most of the time it’s just my group of friends together. Some of them are married but they still like to hang around with us.”
Before long, it was time to leave. I knew I wanted to see her again.
“Mary, would you be interested in having dinner with me again?”
“I’d like that, Johnny.”
We made plans for the next time I would be in town. I lived about sixty miles away, which wasn’t a long drive, but when I was on a business trip I would have more time to be with her.
Our first couple of dates we went out for dinner and saw a movie. I kissed her goodnight but never did anything more. She was fun to be with and had one of those happy personalities, always smiling. The third date we went to a place she recommended so we could dance. She looked stunning when I picked her up and I knew I was falling for her. After we ate and danced a few hours, I asked her if she wanted to go to my motel room and she said yes.
When we got to my room, I turned on the TV to a music station. We sat on the couch and she put her legs on my lap. I began to rub her ankles and then her feet. She seemed to love it so I got on my knees and began kissing her all over. It got more and more passionate and I asked her if she wanted to make love.
“Yes, oh yes, please. I’ve never met a man who treats me so good.”
We got up and I helped her off with her blouse and skirt, leaving her with just a pale pink bra and panties. I remembered thinking how sexy they looked against her tanned skin. We kept kissing and I removed her bra. She had such beautiful breasts. Not overly large but perfectly shaped.
I had seen many women naked and always thought the majority of them looked better with some clothes on. None of them had skin as flawless as Mary’s was. She had the perfect hourglass figure and beautiful breasts that you just wanted to squeeze and kiss forever.
As she got on the bed, I quickly removed my clothes except for my briefs. She laid in the middle of the king size bed while I slowly removed her panties. She had a trimmed muff, sort of a landing strip.
“Johnny, eat my pussy. Oh god, eat me.”
I buried my face between her legs and shoved my mouth against her.
“God, I love it, never stop, it feels so good.”
I shoved my tongue deep into her pussy and kept kissing and licking her until she had her first orgasm. Juices ran down my chin as I climbed up next to her and kissed her soft lips. I reached into the nightstand and took out a condom.
“I want to put it on you,” she whispered.
I handed it to her and leaned back. She put the condom in her mouth and slipped it on me. No one had ever done that to me before. She did it so good I thought I was going to come right then.
Then she got on top of me and lowered herself down on my cock. It felt so amazing with her riding me that way. I squeezed and rubbed her tits, making her nipples puckered and hard. I saw a change in her facial expression as she ground her pussy against me and had another orgasm. I held onto her hips and came with her. When her pussy stopped pulsating, she slipped over to my side and kissed me again.
“Will you spend the night with me?” I asked.
“Mm, I’d love to.”
I got up, took off the condom and turned off the lights. I got back in bed and we cuddled.
Sometime during the night, I felt her hands on me. I was so hard. I put on another condom and rose over her and drove my cock deep into her until we both came. We were barely awake and fell back asleep in minutes.
The following morning she got up and took a shower. I slipped on my briefs and a T-shirt and made us a cup of coffee. She came out wrapped in a towel. We kissed and then I went and took a shower. When I came out, she was already dressed. After I took her home so she could get clean clothes, we went out for breakfast. That was the beginning of our relationship.
Every two weeks when I was in town, we went out for dinner. We kept in touch by phone when I was traveling. Once I asked her again what she did in her free time. She told me the same thing she mentioned before—that she spent time with her old college friends. They went to some of the local hangouts. One thing about Mary is that whenever she was with me she looked and acted professional—except when we were in bed.
We attended art museums, plays, shows, and even a number of musicals. She almost seemed like she could have worked for an escort service because she went along with whatever I wanted to do. She was like the perfect girlfriend. One weekend she took me to meet her parents who seemed like a wonderful couple.
They also had another daughter, Beth, who was twenty-two but still lived at home. I hadn’t met her yet but Mary told me she was a great sister. She worked for an insurance agency. I told them about my profession and that I enjoyed my work. After we talked a bit more, Mary and I left for dinner.