Mistaken Identity

by Christopher Maddox

  She shook her head. “Well, Alex, if you want this to be a one-night affair, go ahead and get your condoms, and I will try not to disappoint you.”

  It was my turn to shake my head. “No, Shannen. What I do know about you is that I don’t want this to be a one-night stand. I want to get to know you better, much better.”

  She smiled, wrapped her arms around my neck, and gave me a kiss that I shall not soon forget. By the time she was finished, we were breathing heavily and needed a sip of Champagne to calm our ardor. “I’m so glad you are willing to wait for me. It would have been difficult for me to watch you leave to go get condoms, very difficult.”

  I smiled and gently kissed her magnificent lips. “It’s strange, but I feel as though I have known you for a long time. In addition to being tested, what else do you want me to do?”

  She shrugged her shoulders. “I just want you to get tested, and because I’m asking you to do it, I will get tested as well.”

  I grinned. “I will do it right away. Tomorrow, in fact. Is there any place special where you would like me to go?”

  She shrugged her shoulders. “You know, I hadn’t thought about that. You can get tested here before you leave, or you can wait until you get home and have your own physician do it.”

  I narrowed my gaze and looked deeply into her emerald-green eyes. “I don’t want to go home. We haven’t even had sex yet, and I feel more alive than I have in years.”

  “There’s a clinic downtown that specializes in this sort of thing. From what I hear, they are very discrete, and I think that we can get the results in just a couple of days.”

  “There’s no need for you to get tested. If you are willing to go to all this trouble, there is no doubt in my mind that you are clean.”

  She shook her head as she turned to put the peas into the boiling water. “No, that’s not fair. Besides, when you are pushing into me for the first time, don’t you want to know that I am as pure and as clean as you are?”

  I groaned. “My God, Shannen, I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you now.”

  “The problem is that I want you just as much. If I let you sleep with me, can you promise that you won’t touch me below the waist until we get our test results?”

  I knew that there was only one possible answer, but I also knew that it would test my resolve. I nodded and grinned. “Yes, I can promise. Can we kiss and cuddle?”

  “You can have all of the cuddling and kisses that you want. If you can take a couple nights like that, I’ll know what you’re made of,” she giggled.

  ******

  Dinner was incredible, and the salmon was cooked to perfection. It was just barely done with a soft, warm center. After dinner, we went into the family room where she added a couple more logs to the fire.

  We listened to music, talked, kissed, and cuddled for about an hour. She sipped the last of her Champagne and yawned. “Alex, you’ve been hard since before dinner. Are you going to be able to keep your promise?”

  I chuckled quietly. “Yes, beautiful, I promise.”

  “Even if I beg you later to put it in, you have to promise me now that you’ll be strong and you won’t do it.”

  I groaned with a slight shiver. “I have more willpower than you know. I promise that I won’t make love to you until we get the test results.”

  She squirmed in my arms. “Come, let’s get ready for bed,” she said as she led me back to her bedroom. It was a large room with romantic, subdued, indirect lighting that was built in just above the crown molding. The same music was playing in there that had been playing in the family room, and there was a long bank of casement windows facing toward the sound.

  She pulled the covers back on the bed and was already breathing hard when she came to me for a passionate kiss. “This is going to be difficult. Are you sure you can be strong, strong enough for both of us, if need be?” She turned and walked toward her dresser.

  I looked at her from across the room and grinned. “I will not make love to you tonight no matter how much both of us want to.”

  She held out her hands as I walked toward her. “I know that ladies are not supposed to act like this, but I can’t wait to see you naked.”

  “You have no idea how badly I want to see you naked, and believe me, no man wants a lady in the bedroom.” My breath quickened, and I felt my heart beat more strongly. She took my hand and led me into her master bathroom. It was spacious with his and her washbasins, a large walk-in shower, and an oversized Roman-style tub. There was a large picture window just above it so you could look out over the sound, if you wanted to.

  This area had to have been remodeled recently as well. The entire room including the shower and tub were made of shiny Crema Marfil marble with satin nickel fixtures. The walk-in shower was large enough that it did not require shower doors, and the wall behind the washbasins was covered completely with one inch beveled mirrors.

  “This is really nice, but I have a problem. I don’t have a toothbrush.”

  “No problem,” she said as she took her electric toothbrush, rinsed it off, and handed it to me along with a tube of toothpaste. “If you don’t mind, I don’t,” she grinned.

  When I had finished, she told me to get in bed and that she would be in shortly. I went back into the bedroom, removed my clothing, and slid under the covers. It was a little cool in the room and the warmth the covers provided felt good. Within a minute or so, she turned off the light in the bathroom and entered the room.

  She was wearing a sheer beige nightgown that actually took my breath away. The sight of her nipples pressing against the thin material was indelibly etched into my brain forever. From her shoulders, the thin material flowed gently over the top of her breasts to her nipples where it dropped straight down to the floor. Her breasts were lovely, and her nipples were magnificent.

  I slid over, expecting her to join me beneath the covers. Instead, she held out her arms. “I want to see you. I want to see you naked, just as you want to see me.”

  I took a deep, nervous breath and stood before her. I had never been on display like this before. The feeling was somewhere between total exhilaration and slight embarrassment. Exhilaration must have won out over slight embarrassment because I was stiff and throbbing as I stood there watching her look at me. I remember wondering what was going through her mind because I was no longer a young stud with a chiseled body, and looking at her young, nubile form, I was reminded of just how much older I was.

  After what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a few moments, she moaned quietly. “I’ve never done this before, you know. I mean, it is a little unusual, but it feels wonderful. You are in great shape, and you have a beautiful cock, more than I expected. I can already feel myself getting wet and my resolve weakening because I’m looking at you and imagining what that is going to feel like inside me.”

  She took a deep breath, reached up and untied the bow at her neck letting her gown slip down off her shoulders to the floor. I forgot about my nakedness as I gazed at her incredible body.

  “My God, Shannen, you are beautiful. You are the most exquisite creature I have ever seen.”

  She had a long, slender neck that sloped gently toward her slightly rounded shoulders. Her light-brown breasts were full and round with a gentle upward curve that ended at her puffy, chocolate-colored nipples. I groaned and slowly shook my head as I stared at them. “They … are … lovely,” I whispered.

  She had a thin waist with narrow hips, but it was her gorgeous tight, round ass that took my breath away for the second time in less than a couple minutes. It was incredible, and there could be no doubt that it was straight from Africa. My eyes started down her long, sensuous legs, but I never made it all the way down to her ankles because I became mesmerized when I got to her sex. Her inner lips protruded erotically below her thick, swollen, outer lips and glistened with her arousal. She was simply magnificent. She was the epitome of a lifetime of my erotic dreams, and I could smell her sex from where I
was standing. “My God, you are beautiful and so wet.”

  She shivered and quietly moaned. “I’ve been wet since last night when you propositioned me. I’ve never been offered money for sex before, and it was a huge turn-on for me. I can’t explain it, but I have wanted you ever since that moment. I know I should have been pissed at you, but I wasn’t. I was incredibly turned on.”

  Within seconds, we were wrapped in each other’s arms. Our bodies were entwined with our lips fused in wet, frenzied passion.

  The warmth of her soft body pressed tightly against mine was like throwing fuel on hot embers. “My God, Shannen,” I whispered softly into her lips. “Last night, I couldn’t have imagined the joy of this moment and what I’m feeling, being here with you right now.”

  She quivered with a soft coo and pressed her hips into mine. “Your cock feels so good pressed against my tummy, but I know it would feel better inside.”

  I picked her up and laid her down on the bed. I crawled in beside her and lay still for a few moments, relishing in the joy of feeling her soft, supple body next to mine. We were lying side by side with her breasts pressing firmly against my chest. They were soft and warm, and I couldn’t wait to caress and kiss them.

  After a few moments, we began kissing tenderly, and as the kisses continued, our hands began to move cautiously and explore. She placed her hand on my buttocks and dug her fingers into my flesh with a slight moan. She gently teased my bottom by softly sliding her hand over it and feeling the cleft of my ass. Grabbing my buttocks, she pulled me tighter against her body forcing my shaft against her wet mound. I shivered and uttered a low, guttural moan as her juices covered me.

  I took a deep, calming breath knowing that I couldn’t have her, not that night. “I thought that we couldn’t touch below the waist.”

  “Oh, God,” she whimpered. “I meant in the front. I can’t play with your cock, and you can’t play with my pussy, but you can rub my bottom, if you please,” she cooed.

  I slid my hand down over her hips and placed it gently on her bottom. Her cheeks were tight and firm. My hand nearly covered both sides as I spread my fingers out over her soft, smooth skin. “You have the most perfect ass I have ever seen, let alone felt. I can’t wait to get my mouth down there.”

  She shuddered. “On my bottom?”

  “Everywhere,” I moaned.

  “Be careful not to get any closer to my pussy because it would be so easy to slide it in, and I don’t want that, not tonight,” she said as she nudged her mound into me. “Oh, God, that’s not true. I do want you inside of me, but we need to wait until …”

  “I know, we need to wait, and we will,” I said while kissing her soft sweet lips. “I love the taste of your mouth, and I promise that I won’t let it slip inside you. I want you to trust me because I will never do anything you don’t want me to.”

  “Hmmmm, your cock feels delicious. We’ll get our testing done tomorrow. This is harder than I thought it would be. I haven’t had a man inside me for a long time.”

  “How long has it been?” I asked, keeping my lips to hers.

  “That’s embarrassing. Let’s just say that it has been a very long time.”

  I chuckled slightly. “Boy, did I ever have you pegged wrong last night. I thought you would have more men hanging around you than you could possibly deal with,” I admitted while I ran my hand over her soft, smooth bottom gently exploring every fold and crease. “I can’t wait to kiss your bottom; it feels so damned good. Why haven’t you gone out with anyone for such a long time?”

  She sighed. “Oh, geez, I’m embarrassed to say, but guys stopped asking me out a little over a year ago.”

  “That is hard for me to believe unless you were turning everyone down for a long time. Guys will stop asking if they think they are just going to get shut down.”

  She stiffened a little. “No, that’s not what happened. I hardly ever refused anyone that asked me out on a date.” She chuckled quietly. “I know how fragile a man’s ego is, so I went out on some dates that I really didn’t want to go on because I didn’t want to hurt their feelings.”

  “Well, then how do you explain why they just stopped asking you out?”

  “Oh, I think I know,” she said with a hint of sadness in her voice. “If I get into it now, it will probably kill the mood.”

  We kissed as I nudged my cock repeatedly into her swollen mound. “It probably wouldn’t be a bad idea if the mood were dampened a little. We might make it through the night without doing something that we shouldn’t. Okay, so why do you think they stopped asking you?”

  “I’m not always a sweet little girl who keeps her mouth shut and listens. In fact, when it comes to work, I am fiercely independent and competitive. I didn’t get to be the top attorney in our firm by being a quiet, shy, retiring flower stuck on a wall somewhere. I’m not abrasive, but I speak my mind and say pretty much what needs to be said. The problem is that the higher in the firm I got, the more that side of my personality came out, and it intimidates most people. Especially, the corporate guys that I’m around all the time that don’t have enough balls to grab hold of.”

  I grinned and kissed her again because my lips felt lonely and hers felt so good. “I can see that. Most men don’t like strong, independent women. They need someone that they can dominate, or at least, they need someone who will let them think that they are the dominant one. I have known that you were a strong woman since our telephone call this afternoon.”

  I rolled on top of her and nestled between her legs being careful not to get the tip of my cock close to her entrance. She smiled and looked up at me. “Are you displaying your dominance right now, Mr. Thompson?”

  I laughed. “No, I’m perfectly happy to let you get on top. In fact, I’m looking forward to you being on top. I’m just getting comfortable so I can move a little down there and make sure that I don’t go some place that I’m not supposed to. I am curious about one thing, though.”

  She spread her thighs a little further and wrapped her legs around the back of mine. “What would that be?”

  “I’m curious about why you decided to spread your legs for me?”

  “Hm,” she moaned. “I don’t know if I know the answer to that question. You’re sexy and handsome, and there is just something about you. How do you explain physical attraction? I don’t know; I wanted you between my legs. Yes! Oh, yes, right there,” she groaned with a slight quiver as she tilted her pelvis. “Your dick feels so good against my clitty,” she said as she pushed her sex up against mine. “Alex, what did I say on the phone that made you think I was strong or independent? I wasn’t pushy or rude, was I?” she asked while placing both hands on my buttocks, pressing her fingers deeply into my flesh.

  I slid my shaft gently and cautiously up through her folds. “This feels too damned good. I really need to be careful because you are so wet, and it would slip in so easily and neither of us wants that.”

  “I want it in,” she said, holding my buttocks firmly in her hands. Without warning, she began sliding her wet vulva up and down the length of my shaft.

  I groaned and pulled away from her as she resisted. “No, don’t pull away. Leave it there, please.”

  “No, beautiful, we can’t move that much. I’m getting too close, and it’s going to slip inside you. And, Shannen, you have to know how badly I want to be inside you.”

  “Oh, God, but it feels so good, so much better than my vibrator,” she moaned.

  I looked down at her hungry, writhing body and almost lost it; I was so turned on. “I know, precious, but it feels good just being close to you and holding you in my arms.”

  She was breathing hard, her breast quivering and bouncing with the slightest provocation. She took a deep breath trying to calm herself, and her nipple brushed stiffly across my chest. It was soft and rigid at the same time. I bent down and kissed the top of her fleshy mound just above her areola. Her breasts were soft and resilient, and there was a hint of perfume wafting from her c
leavage. I kissed her fleshy mound again and traced my lips down to her nipple.

  She cupped her hand under her breast and placed her nipple in my mouth. “Is this what you wanted? Did you want my nipple?” she asked with a husky, breathy voice.

  I groaned as I sucked her into my mouth.

  “Oh, yes, your tongue feels so good.”

  Her nipples were stiff, but the moment I sucked it in, it hardened even more. I moaned as I sucked it deeply into my mouth. She arched her pelvis up. “Rub the base of your cock on my clit. Please, baby, I need it. It’s been so long since I’ve felt the hardness of a man, a real man.”

  I slid my shaft up and placed the base of it against her clitoris and moved my mouth to her other nipple.

  “Oh, yes, suck on my titty. Hm, soft little bites, little nibbles. Oh, yes, baby, squeeze,” she whimpered.

  With the base of my cock pressed firmly against her sex, I began to rub her clitty by sliding my shaft back and forth over it. She was so swollen that there was a little snap each time my cock rubbed over it, causing her to thrust with a soft, primal groan.

  She pressed my face deeper into her breast as she began to rock her pelvis sliding her clit forcefully over the underside of my cock.

  She jerked and spasmed for a moment. “Alex, oh, Alex, please don’t stop. I can come, and your cock isn’t even close to my pussy,” she pleaded while hunching into my phallus.

  I slid her nipple out of my mouth for a moment. “Yes, yes. Oh, baby, yes, go ahead and come. It will do us both some good,” I said as I sucked her thick, turgid nipple back in my mouth. “I love your nipples,” I mumbled, keeping her gnarly flesh between my lips.

  She began rubbing her clit around in little circles over my cock. Within seconds, her hunching became erratic and labored as she chased her relief. I nibbled at her nipple a little harder, and with a few more thrusts, she cried out and stiffened rigidly against my shaft. She held me tight and spasmed with each passing wave of her orgasm. With her first contraction, I felt her warm, sticky juices coating my balls as they lay against her opening.