Ken was glad that his dad had been able to coach him on how to use a university. Term papers are a nuisance and a distraction. However, with modern equipment and techniques they could be done almost as fast as the research material could be read. You selected books on your subject, looked for the main points the author was trying to make. Ran copies of those relevant pages along with footnote material, scanned them into your word processor with an optical character reader program. Saved quotes from them, arranged the quotes and copied them onto your document arranged in some sensible order with blank spaces between. Then you wrote your comments on each quote into the blank spaces that you left for them. At the end you write a conclusion. You number the quotes, enter your footnotes, number your pages do a spell check, and then print it out, and turn it in. The whole thing can be about a 6 hour project. It was a real pain in the ass before PC's came along.
As Ken finished entering the final quote onto his document and was about to shut down for the night, Jane called. "Ken, can I come over?"
"No, I'm sorry, Jane. I'm exhausted and need to get some sleep." What about Mark?
"He's out on a date."
"Jack?"
"I'll try him."
"Okay, Please don't call me again tonight."
"Okay, grouch, I won't"
Thursday was even busier for Ken, He had five classes to attend. Thankfully a great night's sleep helped.
Thursday evening Ken dressed, then drove out to the club. A valet stepped out from the entrance to greet him and park his car. He was greeted warmly by the doorman and the security guard. The time was 6:40. There was just enough time to go to the men's room and have the valet touch up any wrinkles in his grey suit and have John shine his shoes. He wore a white shirt with a bright yellow tie and had a matching handkerchief in his suit coat pocket. Black men knew how to dress sharp and be noticed and Ken didn't want to be outclassed. The table escort showed him to his table at precisely 7:00.
Mary arrived at 7:02. Ken stood as the maitre de seated her.
Mary looked like she was about to receive an Oscar award. Her bright yellow gown showcased her soft ebony skin with plenty of cleavage showing. The gown was backless and had a slit up the left side that reached her hip. Her hair was straight and cut pixie style showing off the white diamond earrings adorning her earlobes. A white diamond pendant enhanced her cleavage, and a large white diamond wedding ring adorned her finger. "How did you know I'd be wearing yellow tonight?"
"I didn't. I just didn't want to be outclassed by the men around here. They dress to be noticed, so I thought yellow would be a nice touch. The color looks a whole lot better on you than it does on me though. You look absolutely gorgeous. I'm honored to be with you."
"Likewise. The yellow goes very well with your blond hair and blue eyes."
"Should we order drinks, dine here, and share a few dances later. Or would you rather us be alone."
"I'd rather be alone with you. We can order dinner sent up to the room. We can mix our own drinks with the bar stock up there."
"Very good! Shall we go then."
"Yes."
Ken held Mary's chair for her, Then offered her his arm. He felt very proud walking to the elevator with her on his arm.
Cindy smiled and waved at them from the kitchen doorway.
Lou met them at the elevator with a camera in her hand. You two look so beautiful together that I'd like a picture if you don't mind.
Both Ken and Mary giggled like a pair of teenagers. Ken said, I don't mind if Mary's okay with it."
Mary said, "I don't mind as long as I get a copy"
Lou took a few pictures as they posed together. "Thank you both. Enjoy your night. By the way, Mary, that other item you ordered will arrive shortly."
"Thanks, Lou."
In the elevator Ken had to ask. "It's none of my business, but I'm curious. The other item...?"
"It's a surprise for you, Ken. I think you'll enjoy it. When we met, I tried to let you know that I have a kinky side. You seemed to indicate that we shared similar ideas. Don't worry, You'll know all about it when it arrives"
Once inside Mary's suite, Ken closed the door, took Mary into his arms and tenderly kissed her lips. Her arms slid up around his neck as she returned the kiss. It grew. Mary pressed her hips against Ken's groin. Ken moved his hands down to cover her ass cheeks and held her mound close against his hardening cock. Ken's tender kiss had become a writhing pair of bodies trying to merge into one beginning with their tongues.
Finally they broke for air. "Wow! You are one hot young man!" Mary panted. "I need a drink! Shit! You've got me wet already!"
"Me too!" Ken laughed, as he walked over to the bar and began to fix the drinks. "I seem to remember that you liked single malt scotch over rocks."
"You have a fine memory."
"Thank you. Having spent some time in the South, I prefer good ole plain Jack in a glass."
Just then the phone rang. Mary answered it.
The caller was Lou. "Your other item has arrived."
"Good! Can you have someone bring it up."
"It's on it's way. Have fun!"
Mary took her drink from Ken and took a swallow. Her face showed no reaction to the taste. "Yum. That's good."
There was a knock on the door. Mary opened it. A uniformed table escort had a young lady on his arm. Mary took her hand and led her into the room.
"JANE!" Ken was open mouthed in surprise.
"KEN!" what are you doing here.
"He's here for the same reason you are, Jane. You are both here to pleasure me. Would you like a drink, Jane?"
"Yes, I think I need one."
Ken asked, "Your usual rum and coke, Jane"
