Meeting Maggie

Severe Clear is what a day like today was called.

Clear blue skies with a wisp of clouds.

Life is great for me right now. I have a job I love with a major airline, as an aircraft dispatcher. And I had four days off.

I was enjoying a morning walk, when I saw a large inter office envelope containing papers on the ground. Opening it, I saw memos and what appeared to be patient records. I saw a letter with the name of MAGGIE HAYS, RN on it.

The records were from University Hospital. That was across town.

Well I had a new purpose for the day.

I'm Max Carter, and what's known as a little person. That is I am three and a half feet tall and perfectly proportioned.

I am twenty one, but look twelve.

To make things worse, I can't grow a beard or moustache to save my life.

As for meeting women, let's just say, climbing Mount Everest would be easier. Because Mount Everest does not have an "Oh Your So Cute!" barrier. Just extreme height, cold and a death zone.

I was off on a mission to find MAGGIE HAYS, RN.

I had my Black baseball cap and trusty worn gray jacket. "What could go wrong?", I thought.

I got to the University Hospital via the subway.

At the reception desk, I got a visitor pass. I was directed to the fifth floor ICU.

I approached the nurses station and looked up and said I was looking for Maggie Hays.

All the nurse at the desk saw was the top of my black baseball cap.

I noticed her ID badge badge said JOYCE CARSON, RN.

I heard the soft voice from behind me, as I admired the wall paintings.

I turned to see a tall black woman with her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She had sparkling brown eyes, and a warm smile. She had an athletic build.

I handed her the envelope. Explained where I found them, and introduced myself, extending a hand.

Turns out that we're neighbors. We lived in the same apartment building.

I smile and tip my hat to Maggie and JOYCE CARSON, RN. who has been watching the exchange between Maggie and I.

Then she asks my age.

I tell her I'm Twenty one.

Maggie gives me a doubtful look with the tilt of her head.

I smile and tip my hat one last time to the ladies and leave.

Coming home, the next day, I hear that soft voice from behind me, the one I've been hearing in my head since yesterday.

I turn and smile. Her beautiful face was framed by shoulder length black hair. Her jeans and red blouse highlighted her figure.

I invite her in for coffee.

We sit and tell each other about our work, family, lives up to this point in general.

We started hanging out together on our days off and had fun.

One day I went to give Maggie some of her mail that got mixed up with mine. I heard women laughing so I slid it under the door.

I heard the door open as I was walking away, not wanting to intrude.

She put a reassuring hand on my shoulder and invited me in.

She told me she was finishing a video call with some girlfriends.

Maggie said she told them about me and I was fine with it.

Then she told some some of the questions they asked. One in particular was what I looked like naked.

Maggie just smiled with a twinkle in her eyes. I knew she was as curious as her girlfriends or she would not have raised the subject.

She put her hand on my arm and asked if I was okay with this. I said I was and I started removing my clothes. The running shoes and socks came off first. Then my tee shirt. My sweatpants and underwear came off at the same time.

I stood totally exposed before Maggie.

She came closer and took me in her arms and pulled me against her body.

My bare skin felt good against her clothes. I felt safe and protected in Maggie's arms.

Gently she touched and kissed every inch of me. I was in complete surrender to Maggie.

I started touching her and removing her clothes. Her breasts were round and medium sized. I kissed and sucked them softly. I savored her belly button and pussy as she moaned.

Her brown skin glowed and I could smell her perfume.

Then taking me in her hands, she cradled my balls.

My load flowed onto her hands.

Then we showered together. I tasted her juices as they flowed.

The day I met Maggie started something beautiful and special. The nights we spend together are better than any prize I could win.

THE END