My name is Robert. I was born in a smelly little oil town in south-east Texas. Currently, I live on the North Sea coast of Germany, near the border with Holland. I am the propreiter of an international software consulting firm. That is what brought me to Europe in the first place. I met and married a German woman and we have two children. My now ex-wife ran off and married a Dutchman, so the kids and I live here alone, and that is why I am still here. I wanted to tell you this, because it is important to me that you get a feeling of who and what I am before you read any further. This might come as a surprise to some of you, but another part of what I am is African-American, and I was working at NASA mission control at the time of this story.It was 9:17 on a Tuesday morning in June. I was sitting at my desk in my home office in Houston poring over some papers when the phone rang.”Hello, Robert Guerin speaking,” I answered.”Hey, Robert it’s me.”It was my good friend, Karl. He liked to call me by my full name, ‘Robert’, not ‘Bob’. He and his wife Francine owned an electrical contracting business in a city some distance outside Houston. Karl and Francine were a cuckold couple with whom I had my very first experience as a bull. That first experience happened a year and a half before the phone call with Karl, and we’d had a lot of threeway fun in the interim. I had no way of knowing how eventful this particular phone call would turn out to be.Francine was a stunning blond southern belle with large blue-gray eyes and unusually large breasts for her 5′ 7″ height. Karl was somewhat shorter than me, at about 5′ 10″ and had considerably fewer holes left showing when he fastened his belt than when I did.”Hey, Karl. How are you?””I’m good thanks, but I need your help with something”. Karl, ever the business man, always got right to the point.”Don’t tell me. It’s acting up again, right?” I asked.”Yep. You nailed it.”Karl had been having all sorts of trouble with his new office contracting and accounting software system. There were a lot of things that were not working properly. There were reporting erros, frequent crashes, and just a lot of headaches and frustration his employees were experiencing with the system.I said to Karl, “Look, enough is enough. Not only is this thing pissing off your people, you’re also pissing off your customers with this software. Your scheduling is a shambles, not to mention the constant billing errors. How about I drive up this coming weekend and take a closer look?”With a sigh of relief, Karl replied, “Aw man, that would be just perfect! Thanks, Robert. Thanks a bunch, man. Tell you what, I’ll invite the key office people over on Saturday so you can sit down with them and map out what we need. I’ll even fire up the barbecue grill so we can have a bite to eat after the meeting. Otis probably will be here too. How does that sound?””It sounds great, but who is Otis?””Oh, he’s just a friend of mine and he happens to be the local sheriff. I needed to talk to him about some other stuff, and he said he might stop by Saturday afternoon, is all.”(In case you might not know, the “is all” is pure Texan vernacular.)”Ah, ok. I’d be glad to meet him. See you on Saturday, Karl. Give my best to Francine.””Will do, Robert. Thanks again. See ya Saturday,” came his reply, and we both hung up. I didn’t think any more about our conversation, so early after noon on Saturday, I set out for Karl and Francine’s place. When I arrived, it was mid-afternoon. I was greeted warmly as always by Karl and Francine. Sheriff Otis was nowhere to be seen, so we made the short drive from their residence to the office. There were eight people already gathered around a conference table when Kadıköy Escort arrived. I recognized all of them from having visited Karl and Francine a number of times over the preceding 18 months. There was just this one person, though who always caught my eye. Her name was Gina. Gina was almost as tall as Karl, at 5′ 9″. She was slender at 92 pounds with black hair that hangs several inches below her shoulders. She reminded me of how Pocahantas might have looked. Gina never moved her body in the sense that most people did, like going from here to there. She rather gracefully undulated from here to there, effortlessly like a bird in flight, without a single wasted movement. Gina’s eyes were an unbelievably light blue. And they actually glowed when light hit them at just the right angle. It made this raven-haired beauty sometimes seem like an animated avatar figure. She had perky 34B breasts that seemed almost boyish on her slender frame, until her nipples started protruding. When they did, you knew this creature was every bit a fully mature woman as you would ever meet. She had a slight overbite and a small gap between her two upper front teeth. Each time she laughed or smiled, this 27 year old beauty reminded me of a shy teenager. I would later find out, this was the farthest thing from the truth.Towards the end of the meeting, we had laid out so many serious flaws that I decided to scrap the entire system, and build them a custom office system from the ground up, as a favor to Karl and Francine. As was normal in such cases, I needed a contact person at the company with whom I could coordinate as needed and to answer questions. Guess who I got paired up with? Yup, Gina.Now I had one absolute ironclad business rule and this was cast in stone: I never, ever got sexually involved with a customer or any employees of a customer, period. No exceptions, and most especially if a female employee approached me sexually, and believe me: some women (and even a couple of men) have tried.I took a week’s vacation from my duties at mission control, and over the course of the next several days, Gina and I would meet together in the conference room. We’d discuss their office personnel structure and business flows in minute detail, as I completed the analysis phase of the project. As usual, we often worked after hours to get everything done by the end of my alloted week’s vacation. She often would lean in close to get a better look as we were discussing this report or that. For example, sometimes when I would be sitting to her left, she would reach with her right hand to point at some item on a report. This had the consequence that as she leaned in and pointed with her right hand, her left breast would make contact with my right upper arm. At first, I didn’t think anything particular about it, but then I noticed that it became more frequent as time went on, and that her nipples definitely were extended a lot more often than before. Gina began to make and hold direct eye contact with me more often. She even laid her hand on my thigh once as we laughed about a funny incident I told her about Karl. As soon as she did that, my dick went rock hard. It’s a good thing we had been seated at the conference table, so I was able to hide my arousal. Something was happening, and we both sensed it.I remembered my ironclad rule. Then I remembered something else: Karl was not a customer. I was doing him a favor. I was not being paid, and I already had been involved with Francine and him sexually. That meant Gina was fair game!As we had done many times in the past, Gina and I were working late one evening drawing up the final WBS planning before I actually would start Kadıköy Escort Bayan building the new system. We often would bump shoulders accidently as we sat next to each other at the conference table. So it was no surprise when one evening I laid a hand on her shoulder to get her attention before I asked her a question. When I did it that particular time, she put her hand on top of mine to hold it in place on her shoulder. She fixed me with those mesmerizing blue eyes of hers, and she did not smile. There was steely determination in those eyes as she held my gaze for about ten seconds, not saying a word. Then it happened. She removed her hand from mine and brought it up to my face and stroked my cheek gently, still not smiling, her breathing growing more heavy, and her perky nipples were showing clearly through the thin fabric of her blouse. Gina brought her hand down to my neck, then behind my head as she pulled me in for a gentle kiss. Our tongues danced together as we shared that first intimate contact.”You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that,” she breathed as our lips parted, “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you over a year ago, Robert. You have been driving me crazy ever since we started working on this project together. I have been giving you all sorts of hints the past couple of days, but you never responded, so I decided it was up to me to make the first move. What’s the matter, don’t you like me?”Now the kiss was one thing, but the revelation and the question at the end had me floored.I recovered quickly, however and said to her, “Gina, I did notice that you were touching and brushing up against me more often, but out of respect for Karl and for your boyfriend, I kept my distance. As for your question, are you out of your fucking mind? You are one of the most stunningly beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on.” So that was why she hadn’t smiled beforehand. She thought I didn’t like her. I grinned widely at her. She finally smiled back at me, then leaned in for another light kiss, which she was about to turn into something more passionate, but I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her back gently. I remembered Gina had a boyfriend.”What about Don?” I asked, “I’m sure this won’t sit well with him, and you know he eventually will find out.””Who do you think put me up to this? I am just trying to fulfill a fantasy that he and I have had for the last couple of years. The first time I told Don that I was hot for you, we had just finished a hot session of fucking and sucking. He immediately got another raging hardon and proceeded to fuck the living shit out of me all over again. I had never experienced anything like that from him before. He was like a raving wild man. God, that was soooo good! I’m getting wet all over again just thinking about that night. Ever since the first time Karl fucked me…””Wait a minute! What did you just say?,” I asked, taken aback. “You and Karl have fucked? He never told me that.””Of course we have. We don’t do it on any regular basis, but we do fuck. Don and Francine even watch sometimes.””Holy shit. This is news to me. Have Don and Francine ever fucked?””Not that I know of. They both just like to watch. Although, I think Francine did jack him off once. I was busy with Karl at the time,” she grinned before continuing, “He has a really nice cock. It’s about three inches longer than Don’s and is much thicker. I really like the feeling of fullness it gives me when it’s inside me. The good news for me is that Francine let’s me have him whenever I get the urge, and Don goes batshit crazy with lust every time Karl and I fuck. So whenever either one of us is in the mood, Escort Kadıköy well as the saying goes, the boss needs to keep his employees happy. From what I understand, you do fuck white girls too, right?”I was dumbfounded. This was a story within a story. Karl, Francine, and I had licked, fucked, and sucked so many times before then, I had lost count. The fact that he also was fucking Gina, and with her boyfriend’s consent and encouragement was a complete surprise to me.I said to Gina, “Ok. Here’s the thing. Your being white has nothing to do with it, and I…””Oh, but your being black definitely has something to do with it for me, Robert,” she interrupted, then added “It’s one thing to fuck Don and Karl, but they’re both white. You just gotta tell me, is it true?””Nope,” I said.”No, what? It’s not true, or you won’t tell me?””Well, first tell me why my being black makes a difference to you.””Robert, we all live in south Texas. It’s the whole ethnic, forbidden fruit thing. You know…, and besides you gotta answer my question. Are all black guys hung like horses the way they show them in porno films? I’ve never had a black guy before, and Don and I are dying to find out””Nope,” I smiled back at her.”Dammit, will you stop it! You know what I mean, answer the damned question!””Ok, tell you what. Why don’t you take a look and find out for yourself?” I suggested as I turned my chair to face her left side.Gina’s hands started trembling. “What? You mean right here, right now? You don’t mind? What if someone comes in?””Gina, the doors are locked for the night. Nobody’s coming in, and of course I don’t mind. Just take a look for yourself.”Her hands were shaking nervously, as she turned to her left and slid gracefully to the floor between my legs. Gina rubbed her delicate hand on my trousers over my dick and frowned slightly. She looked up at me with those dazzling blue eyes, and said, “Oh! I guess it’s not true then. Sorry Robert, please don’t feel insulted, but I was expecting somewhat more than the size of Don’s cock.”I chuckled, “Why don’t you take it out and look a bit closer?” When I was a teenager, I thought my cock was smaller than normal, and some of my buddies used to make fun of what they thought was my undersized dick. What I didn’t know at the time, was that I am a “grower”. Depending on my state of arousal, my dick can grow from its slender flaccid state of 4 to 4 1/2 inches to nine inches or more in length and up to three times its girth.My flaccid cock was what Gina found when she stroked her hand over it, and clearly was disappointed with what she found.”Just take it out, Gina. You won’t be disappointed for long,” I encouraged.Her trembling fingers opened my belt buckle, then pulled down my zipper. Placing her hand on my cock again, she stopped cold. Her brow furrowed with a look of confusion on her face as she stared at my briefs.”What just happened? How the hell did you do that?” she asked.”How did I do what?”I knew perfectly well what she meant. With her fumbling around with my belt and pulling my pants open, my cock was starting to grow… and grow. Gina finally reached into my briefs an wrapped her trembling fingers around my manhood. She gasped, “Oh, my God! How in the world did you do that? I have never seen a cock this size before in my entire life!””Still disappointed?” I asked.She grinned up at me and winked, then licked the head.”Are you out of your fucking mind?” she asked before plunging the head into her hot, wet, wonderful mouth. I had to chuckle because I knew she was mocking me. I had said those exact words to her earlier.Her tiny hand had no chance of wrapping all the way around my cock as she pumped slowly up and down while she took another two inches into her mouth. That just made my cock grow to its full nine and half inch length and Gina seemed to be relishing her new-found toy: the soft supple dark skin over the hardness, the taste, the size, the manly scent. All of it was hers to enjoy to her heart’s content!Then the impossible happened.