A Cordial Relationship

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***Sam in the media***

"Would you like to come in?" I ask him before I even had time to think. He chuckles a little bit and replies, "I thought you'd never ask. Naw I'm just playing ma'. Yea for only a little while, I got some other business to handle before the night is over with." It then dawns on me that I never asked him did he have a girlfriend. "I'm so sorry Sam if I'm holding you up from something, I'm sure your girl is worried sick about you, you don't have to come in." He bites his lip and says, "Damn you so sexy, but I'm not attached to anyone as you're implying, I'm a single man. I just got some other business tonight, but I'd love to come in for a little bit if it's still cool with you." I really hope that I haven't left a stain on this man seat because when he bit his lip like that it turned me on big time. I'm gonna need to change these panties as soon as I get into the house. After a while of just looking into each other's eyes I finally say, "I would love for you to come in Sam." I really hope I'm strong enough not to give it up to this man my first night meeting him!

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It was really nerve wrecking to have Sam inside my home in such close proximity, especially with the way that he kept grinning at me. "Would you like something to drink sir?" I asked him.

"Sure but chill with that sir mess, it's Sam to you ma', or baby, or big daddy which ever you prefer." This man is too much for me. "HAHA, okay SAM is Merlot okay with you?" I made sure to emphasis his name to let him know that there will be no pet name calling tonight. "Yea ma' that sounds good." This man and his deep southern tone are going to make me drop these panties tonight. "Do you mind if I put on something more comfortable?"

"It's your home ain't it, do you." He's right I shouldn't have to ask this man can I get comfortable in my own home. I went into the room to change. I didn't want to seem slutty, so I didn't put on any of my sexy nighties; even though I usually like to sleep in the nude. I change my panties and I settle for some black PINK sweat pants and a sports bra. Even though I looked like I was about to work out I was just going to strip out of it as soon as he leaves.

I walked back into the living room with two glasses of Merlot. I handed Sam his and begin to sip on mine. "So tell me Mr. CEO, what made you want to become a club owner?" "Well growing up I did a lot of clubbing and I always knew that I wanted to make a name for myself so I decided what better way to put two and two together?" "Well I guess that makes sense, but I've never been too big on the whole clubbing scene." He just looks at me and gives me an understanding head nod and with that we change the subject. "So what do you do Ms. I don't like clubbing." This man got jokes I see. "I'm a kindergarten teacher at Pine's Elementary." "Oh, word, I went there as a youngin'." That catches me off guard, I would've never guessed. "Only if you would've been born just a little bit later, I might could've been your teacher." I tell him as a joke. "Oh naw, I ain't having none of that because if that was the case I wouldn't be sitting here with yo sexy ass tonight." I blush at this comment and look down. He grabs me by chin and gently pulls my head up so that we are staring into each other eyes. "You're so sexy when you blush ma' don't hide your face ma'." Before I know it our lips connect and it's like our tongues are in a wrestling match. He tastes of Merlot and the Hennessy he was drinking earlier. Kissing him feels so right I never want to stop. I get on top of him and straddle his waist. I grind on him as we kiss and I can feel his manhood rise to attention. Damn he's so big. My mini me is dripping from needing him. I continue to grind on him as the kiss gets deeper. I peck his lips to slow things down a little but he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and that only adds fuel to the fire.

I take his shirt off and throw it to the side. He has a six pack, his body is ripped. This man must be God's gift to me. He grabs my waist and makes me grind into him harder. I don't protest because this feels so right.

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