Chapter 1
On a cloudy day in December two years ago, I drove to a co-worker's wedding. I went alone because the girl I'd been seeing had stopped taking my calls in the two weeks since I'd seen her, and I figured I'd been dumped. We never had anything meaningful to say to each other and sex had become a gray affair with her putting up with my rutting on the nights she didn't find it too irritating. Being dumped had left my low self-esteem even lower.
I skipped the wedding and just went to the reception. I hoped to meet some single women there but there weren't any. I resigned myself to a wasted evening of rubber chicken and small talk with a table full of strangers. I got a drink and began looking for my table. I found number fifteen was near the back of the room, and I sat down at the empty table. A window next to the table looked out onto a parking lot ringed with a wall of dirty old snow. The light was beginning to fade and a few flakes of snow fell. It was only half after four and it was already getting dark.
'I hate Chicago in December,' I thought. I took a big pull on my drink hoping it would make me feel better. My sales were down at work. I was feeling depressed more often. I wasn't sure if my poor sales were the cause of my depression or the other way around. Outside, a woman in heels and a short skirt slipped and fell onto her knee as she exited her car. She looked hurt and embarrassed but I felt nothing. I was starting to crumble inside and I didn't know how much longer I could hold it together.
I looked around the room and spotted someone I knew. My friend, Rachel, from human resources, entered the hall wearing a colorful party dress that revealed more of her lovely form than I'd ever seen before. Her slightly rounded tummy was evident under the thin material, but on her curvy body the effect was to make her even hotter than usual. Along side her stood a pretty girl with shoulder length light brown hair in a well-tailored conservative dress suit. Two pretty girls with no guys nearby! My hopes rose as they wondered around the room looking for their table -- closer and closer to table fifteen.
"Hi, Richard," Rachel said setting down her place card. "I guess we're at your table."
"Welcome," I said. I stood and kissed her platonically on her soft cheek. She smelt of baby powder and woman. "It's great to have a at least one chum at the table."
"This is my friend, Judy," she said. I shook Judy's hand -- it was unusually warm.
"Hi," Judy said smiling and gazing into my soul with her crystal blue eyes.
"Hi," I stammered. "I'm Richard."
"I know," she said, slowly releasing my hand.
Before we could sit, our boss, Jason, rushed over. Inexorably drawn to Rachel's sexy body like a shark is drawn to fresh blood.
"Rachel, honey, you look awesome!" he said holding by her forearms to see her better.
"Why don't you come up front to our table? We have an extra seat."
"Jason, I'm with a friend. I can't just leave her," she said, though she was obviously thrilled with his attention.
I hated Jason. He was everything I wasn't -- big, handsome and a success with women. He was a success in business too. He had a reputation for ruthlessly punishing anyone who got in the way of something he wanted. To his employees, he was outwardly polite but frightening to be close to -- like a smiling tiger. When challenged, he was capable of sudden rage and vicious attack. I was afraid of Jason.
"Richard will take care of her," he said dragging her a few steps from the table.
"Go ahead." Judy said gesturing her away with her hand. "Go. I'll be fine."
"Thanks Judy," she said, letting Jason pull her away.
Judy sat down next to me and smiled.
"My pleasure," she purred.
We hit it off instantly. We talked right through dinner, ignoring everyone around us. The band started playing and the other people from our table left to dance but we never noticed. We were in our own private world. I learned that Judy was a nutritionist at a city health clinic. Her patients were poor pregnant women in the federal "Women, Infants and Children" program. She told funny stories about her work but it was clear that she loved her job and loved the women who came to her office. She affectionately referred to her pregnant clients as 'my girls'. She had been raised Roman Catholic and had even had gone to Catholic grade school. Though she had set aside most of the church's proscriptions, she believed deeply in the sanctity of marriage.
"Marriage is one of the seven sacraments. In marriage, we promise faithfulness to our spouse before God," she explained. "That promise should never be broken. Not for any reason."
"That sounds bleak," I said.
"Not at all!" She said. "Contrary to popular, belief God doesn't hate sex. Before marriage there's no promise to break so pretty much anything goes. And after marriage you can have all the sex you want from your wife."
Clearly, Judy's form of Catholicism included lots of fucking. I was thrilled. Rachel and Jason suddenly appeared and sat down at our table. They were buzzed and pawing each other like high school kids. It was nauseating.
"I've got to pee," Rachel said. "Come on, Judy."
Jason checked out Judy's ass as they passed us on the way to the ladies room.
"Mmmm," he groaned approvingly. "I like the way that bitch moves. You can tell the way a ho fucks by the way she walks, you know."
"Really?"
"Absolutely," he said. "Underneath all those clothes, lurks an ass like a Ferrari." Jason turned toward me and smiled. "And I'm definitely going for a test drive."
"What about Rachel?" I asked.
"I've got plenty for both bitches," he said still watching Judy's ass work. "Looks like I'm having a three-way tonight. Sorry Richard but I need both pussies."
"That's ah ... fine," I said.
If Jason wanted Judy, I didn't stand a chance. He always got what he wanted, and it was dangerous to resist him. Something in me snapped. It was insane and totally in conflict with every cowardly cell in my body, but I suddenly decided I wasn't going to give her up without a fight.
"I'll be right back," I said racing to the bathrooms. I caught Judy coming out.
"Let's leave now," I said. "I can drive you home."
I was taking an enormous risk thwarting Jason's libidinous plans for Judy, but I couldn't bear the thought of loosing such a precious creature.
"Oh," she stammered. "Ok. Just let me tell Rachel."
"No. We've got to go now," I said, watching out for Jason.
"Alright," Judy laughed. "She abandoned me first."
We grabbed our coats and practically ran out of the hall. On the way home she gave me her phone number. Of course, I called her the very next day and we had our first date that night.
As we dated, over the next few weeks, I discovered two important things about Judy. I discovered that she hides under her conservative clothing an absolutely gorgeous body. She is arrayed in flawless white skin. From head to toe there is nary a freckle, blemish or wrinkle. Just an uninterrupted waving ocean of womanly flesh that brings indescribable pleasure to a man's hand. Her breasts are larger that one would suspect and have a luscious heaviness. Her happy pink nipples love to be nibbled on and her tiny ass is as firm as a figure skater's. I once heard one of her girlfriends say with more than a hint of jealousy, "You've got such a cute little bottom, Judy."
Secondly, I discovered that Judy loves to fuck. She actually needs it every day.
