I intend this to be a series, please let me know if you find it interesting enough for more chapters.
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It was at my sister in law's wedding that my life took an amazing and wonderful turn.
My name is Blake and I am 28 years old and married my wife, Susan nearly eight years ago. She is also 28 and we met in college, where I earned a Master's Degree in accounting and she received her BA in Education. We met when she was a sophomore and I had just finished my BS in Accounting and earned my CPA. I had started college while I was still in high school and by the time students my age were getting their undergrad degrees I was earning my Masters.
Susan is beautiful and I fell in love with her right away. She is a 5'4'' brunette with gorgeous legs and an ass that you can crack walnuts on because she had been a cheerleader in high school and a cross country runner with enough ability to get a track scholarship at the University we attended. She continued her running regimen and often participated in 10Ks, half marathons and even marathons from time to time. Her breasts are B Cups with amazing shape and lovely succulent nipples. We met at my fraternity house during a big party we hosted. As beautiful as she is, her personality is even better. She is always positive and while she wasn't naïve, she had a talent in always seeing the best in people and in situations. I often said she never met a stranger because she could befriend people so easily. She could talk to people in a way that made them feel close to her quickly. Men could not help but want her, but she could flirt and cajole just enough to entice them without making them angry when she rebuffed them. She was also smart and professional enough in the way she handled herself that they could take her seriously. Women often initially resented her and could initially feel threatened by her beauty and sex appeal until she burst through their defenses by making them feel like a sister to her. She had a knack for convincing people into things, including me. She was adventurous in an impish way and she was just a little manipulative, but in a playful way. It made her invaluable to the charitable functions her father supported as she could work a room like no other.
I am 6 foot 2 inches tall and weigh 190 pounds. I run and bike to keep fit and lift weights at least four times per week to maintain strength. I have dark hair and am told I am handsome though I often don't see myself in those terms. I was a bit of a geek in school and because I was advancing in school faster than others my age, making close friends was hard. I was bullied a bit by older kids until I hit a growth spurt just after I graduated high school. I hated how I was treated, but I also knew it made me humble and with my intellect, it balanced out some arrogance I had. I felt I gained perspective by knowing how weaker people felt and it made me compassionate. If I hadn't gone through that experience, my intellect would have made me arrogant and I think I could have become a bully just out of resentment.
After my growth spurt and I got coordinated, I hit my stride and I was also able to use my other gift. I am proud to say I have a large cock, eight inches long and thick. I was taken by one of my first professors, and I do mean taken. She was older, in her early 30s, and she dominated me at first, seducing me and making me her boy-toy, but she showed me how to please a woman and opened me up to all the sexual possibilities you can imagine. Eventually, my youth and vigor flipped our roles and she became my toy. I used my new-found knowledge to my advantage with coeds and even a couple of other professors after my reputation got out.
That all ended in my last year of my Master's Degree. Susan walked into the frat party, spotted me by the keg and sashayed over to me and kissed me full on the lips. She beguiled me as I watched her stalk up to me. She told me her name and said she saw me last week at the gym and was certain she had to have me. She was wearing a tight, red camisole that showed a hint of cleavage and short, black skirt that barely covered her amazing ass. She also had thigh high stockings and some knee high black leather boots. They emphasized her runner's legs exquisitely.
