Chapter 1:
Planning
My wife Dhara and I had organized the Earth Day event over several months. I should say that she had done most of the work. All of the plans were in place well in advance, but we fine-tuned them often as a new idea crept into our minds, or an adjustment had to be made because of logistics or a change in need due to weather, erosion or any other reason. Plans always change when you are planning an outdoor project in Colorado in the spring. Our plan was to build a new trail along Cheyenne Canyon near Colorado Springs. We worked closely with the Parks and Recreation District of both El Paso County and the city of Colorado Springs. We started the planning stage in August to start the project on Earth Day the following April.
We worked with a myriad of people as the planning played through. The first person we worked with at the county office was Damia. Damia was a nice enough looking lady, about 5'6" with a slight build. She was not skinny, but less than the average build. She had dark skin and hair that flowed to about her shoulder blades []with a nice figure, not at all unpleasant to look at. From the looks of her I would say that she was Indian in heritage.
When we first walked in, she smiled and introduced herself first to my wife and then me. "Hello, my name is Damia. I am excited to work with you on this plan!" she said offering her hand and staring Dhara straight in the eyes for a few seconds before turning to me and doing the same.
"My name is Dhara," said my wife. "And this is my husband, Rodan, Rod for short. It is a pleasure to meet you!"
"The pleasure is all mine," she responded smiling and looking Dhara straight in the eyes again. We sat at the conference table and pulled out the maps of the region and started showing her our plans. We talked about the materials that we would need, the path that the new trail would take, the points of interest that we might want to point out as the path made its way through the canyon and a number of other things that crossed our minds. It was a very pleasant conversation. Damia seemed to really like our plan and offered several ideas to make it better.
The next stop was at the city's park and rec office. As we stepped inside, we were immediately greeted by the administrative assistant, Terra. She was a mesmerizingly beautiful young lady about 22 or 23, long flowing red hair, a very athletic and toned body, looking somewhat like a tennis player, and a smile that would light up a room buried two miles below the surface of the earth without any electricity what-so-ever for lighting. Terra took our names and called to the back for Tucker, the director that we were to go over our plans with.
Tucker was a well-built gentleman in his early 50's with salt and pepper hair groomed well. He had a moustache and sideburns to the bottom of his ears but well maintained. He looked like he could have been a middle linebacker in his college days. We could see that he kept himself in shape.
Dhara was drawn to his pecs; she has always been a sucker for a man with a good set of pecs. We shook Tucker's hand and went to the conference table to lay out our revised plan with him for the first time. He was very interested and asked if he could take some time to look it over before asking any questions.
We went back to the lobby area to wait and give him the undisturbed time he needed to go over our plan. I struck up a conversation with Terra. Her smile and deep green eyes kept my attention. As we laughed and talked, Terra would reach out and touch my hand and her eyes would light up. Dhara noticed this and said, "Terra, if you don't stop, I will get raped as we walk into our door tonight." Then she laughed.
It is no secret that I have a thing for red-heads! Dhara will dye her hair red for me quite often and it leads to some wild times. That did not seem to stop Terra. In fact, it seemed to spur her on. She would laugh and reach out and touch me more often and her stare would linger longer each time.
Tucker called Terra and asked her to bring us back in. She asked, "Dhara, would you like something to drink?" Then she put her hand on my shoulder and asked me the same.
Dhara responded, "Water would be great!" I said, "I am good," as I turned to the table to listen to Tucker.
"Here you go, Dhara," Terra said as she came back into the room. She gave Dhara the bottle of water and put her hand on her shoulder as she looked down at the plans.
Tucker said, "Terra has been very insightful in these plans in the past. Do you mind if she listens in?"
Dhara did not answer. But I interjected, "That is fine! The more eyes on this project the better. We want it to be the best!" It was not like Dhara not to answer. She seemed distracted. I was not sure what the issue was but thought that if she had any objections she would say so; she is not shy about that.
We hashed out several ideas and settled on a basic strategy. Tucker and I sat and worked out the materials needed and the cost estimates of the project while Terra and Dhara called Damia to start a discussion about fundraising ideas. This part of the planning went very smoothly and soon Tucker and I went into the room with the girls and gave them our estimates so that they would be able to include the monetary goal that needed to be reached.
When we entered the room, I noticed the distinct odor of Dhara when she is sexually aroused. She is very attracted to older men, especially if they are gray or graying. With the combination of his physique, salt and pepper hair, and being dressed sharply in a suit and tie, I knew she had been fantasizing about Tucker. With this knowledge, I wanted to hurry up and finish the meeting so we could get home.
"My God, did you feel that?" Dhara said. "Did you feel the chemistry in the air? I thought we were going to cum right there in the room!"
I took her into my arms and kissed her passionately and thought that I would cum at that moment. You see, when Dhara kisses, it is pure unadulterated sex. There is so much passion in one of her kisses that a man has no control over anything that happens.
We fell to the floor right there in front of the door. We ripped each other's clothes off and I went to town eating her pussy. She quickly turned to do a 69 with me. She is not big on giving head, but I was not going to say anything. When she gets this turned on, you just let her do whatever she wants to you and it is guaranteed that you will LOVE it!
After about ten minutes, I felt as though I was going to blow the back of her head off and was afraid that if we did not change that I would no longer be able to control myself and do just that. I turned her around and mounted her doggy style and thrust my rock-hard cock into her dripping pussy. She had cum twice in the short time that we were eating each other and a third time as soon as I entered her. I came in a powerful wave.
Surprisingly, I did not go limp afterwards. She begged me to fuck her in the ass and I gratefully accommodated her wishes. I was easing my cock into her asshole so that I would not hurt her, but she screamed, "Fuck my ass hard! NOW!" So I started ramming in and out stretching her asshole to its limits. She was moaning loudly and then started screaming, "OH YESS, OH MY GOD, OH YES I'M CUMMING!!!!!"
