Chapter 4

“Arthur, some cruising music please”

<One moment Sir.>

The speakers in the front of the bike started playing Sweet Home Chicago by the Blues Brothers. I looked to my left and Denise was there on her bike. She looked back at me and grinned and started bobbing her head with the music. I was on a Jesse James custom bike with a gorgeous woman riding next to on her new bike, it was a beautiful Southern California morning and we were riding south to San Diego ... what could be wrong with my world?

Well for one I was starting to have feelings for Denise and I was trying to figure out how to explain my alter-ego and not screw up what I think was starting to develop here. Actually I think the right phrase was terrified. I looked to my left and for the briefest moment I had trouble breathing ... well ok that was a figure of speech in my case cause one of the few other abilities I did know about was I didn’t need to breathe, but you know what I mean.

I’ve been wanting to explain to her since we got off the plane because I keep getting these signals from her that she’s interested in me as more than just friends, which is my intention as well. I knew I’d have to tell her sometime early on but I didn’t plan on it so soon. I figured we’d make this trip, date a little and then I could show her, but she’s made it fairly clear that she is interested in more than just a platonic friendship. I’m totally on board with that, I mean who wouldn’t be interested in Denise. She’s got a brilliant mind, a great sense of humor and well ... if she wanted to she could be on the cover of a magazine. Denise is about 5’7”, 140 or so but as far as I can tell it’s all muscle and curves. Auburn hair to about the middle of her back, a fantastic bottom that curves down to stunning legs, a light dusting of freckles over her face and upper chest, green eyes and a nice firm D cups. Beyond her purely physical attributes is the fact that she is probably one of the most brilliant engineering minds in the country and a card carrying smart ass. I have a weakness for auburn hair, brains and busty women ... so I was pretty much head over heels already, but as I’ve gotten to know her it’s gotten worse.

Denise keyed her mic. “Hey handsome, you look like you have something on your mind”

I looked over “yeah ... I’ve just been thinking some things through ... Uh ... when we get to the hotel I need to talk to you...”

Denise looked at me. “ok what about?”

I took a deep breath. “I think there is a connection between us here and I need to get some things out in the open here. I need to be honest with you about who I really am, not just the TB part of me.”

Denise smiled “you mean your secret identity”

I nodded.

It’s pretty common knowledge that most heroes have a secret ID of some kind or another. The media doesn’t pry into it cause they got into deep shit back in the mid 80’s. Some over zealous reporter wannabe found out the secret ID of a hero and splashed it all over a rag tabloid to try and make a name for himself. Well it backfired on him in a big way when the heroes family was kidnapped by a villain who the hero had battled many times. The hero tried to rescue his family and when he showed up the villain killed his wife and 2 kids. The reporter was charged and convicted of reckless endangerment and involuntary manslaughter in the deaths of the family and served 12 years. He never worked in the media again and even the tabloids wouldn’t touch him after that. The villain was locked away in Bentham doing 35 to life in the medical wing. Seems the hero in question finally caught the villain and lost it. He crippled the villain before he finished. The hero then hung up his mask and left the US, vowing to never work as a hero again. Since he retired he hasn’t been heard from in the almost 20 years since it happened. Not long after it happened President Reagan introduced a bill to make revealing a heroes secret ID a federal crime which Congress passed nearly unanimously. Now revealing a heroes secret ID could get you a minimum of 15 years in a federal prison as well as any charges related to it.

I looked over at Denise smiled and turned back to the road.

“I know all I need to know ... Mark”

My head snapped around and I nearly lost control of the bike “How?”

Denise sighed “Ya know, since the Patterson case and the Reagan law you heroes have gotten sloppy hiding your secret ID’s.”

I stammered “I thought I was being careful ... I ... shit.”

Denise looked at me “Oh it wasn’t easy, but remember I told you how my Dad was very protective of me? Well, some of his paranoia rubbed off on me. After that night in front of the police station I decided I wanted to get to know you, but I needed to be sure about you. I made a few calls and called in a favor or two with the Justice Department.” “It wasn’t easy but by the time you called, my sources were already working on it and they were pretty sure you were ok so that’s why I said yes to this little Hope and Crosby road trip, By the time we left yesterday I knew.”

“What would you have done if I hadn’t cleared waivers so to speak?”

Denise shrugged “I’d have begged off with an emergency business meeting, flown to Paris or something for a week or so, since I was really liking the idea of a vacation. I’d have let you use the jet to get out here and that would have been the end of it. I wasn’t going to leave you without a way to get here.”

I shook my head “So how much do you know?”

Denise smiled at me “Let’s get to the hotel and we can talk there. I’m sure there’s more to the story than my sources found, but I know you’re a good man and someone I want as a part of my life.”

I laughed “I bet the Justice Department wouldn’t be happy if they knew you used them as your own dating service.”

Denise grinned “No actually, my uncle Charlie didn’t mind. I am his favorite almost niece after all.”

“Uncle Charlie?”

Denise laughed “Yeah I forget, not many people refer to him by his middle name, Andrew Charles Rightman.”

“Wait, you’re related to Andrew Rightman, head of the Justice Department?”

Denise chuckled “Not really, my father and uncle Charlie were room mates at Purdue together in the mid 60’s. They used to laugh about how they ended up friends, the egghead and the ROTC jock. Dad helped uncle Charlie through first year chemistry and he helped dad learn about women and dating.”

I laughed “So how did he become uncle Charlie?”

“Well, uncle Charlie is sort of how my mom and dad met. Uncle Charlies girl friend at the time had a friend in town from Berkeley for a week and they needed a date for her, so he got dad to go. They hit it off, dated long distance for a year, then she switched schools. Just after Dad graduated Purdue in ‘69 and went to MIT for his Grad degree they got married. You’ll have to meet him some time, he’s a teddy bear, but don’t tell him I said that.”

I chuckled “What have I gotten myself into?”

Denise grinned “well if you play your cards right later tonight, my panties ... if I was wearing any.”

My jaw hit my chest as Denise cranked her throttle and sped off.

I mumbled “I am in so much trouble.”

<Sir, I believe that might be an understatement.>

I laughed “I don’t remember programming you to be a smart ass.”

<Well Sir, there is a theory that an A.I.> <takes on the qualities of the person that created it.>

“Har de har har Norton ... that’s about all I need out of you right now.”

<Hey there Ralphie boy!... > <ahem ... Sorry Sir, I got carried away.>

“Arthur, call a florist in San Diego and have a dozen long stemmed roses sent to the room please.”

<Yes Sir, and might I suggest there is a concert> <in San Diego tonight the two of you might enjoy.> <It seems Buddy Guy will be in town.>

“Great idea, can you have the tickets sent with the roses?”

<The tickets will be in a card with the flowers and> <they’ll be delivered by 4 pm>

“Now lets open this thing up and see what she can do before Denise gets too far ahead of us.”

<Sir I would not recommend... >

I cranked the throttle hard and the front wheel came up off the ground fast then settled back down with a thud as I leaned into it. Next thing I know I am screaming down the Pacific Coast Highway at 135 and catching Denise in a hurry.

“Holy shit, bubba I didn’t think it would do that.”

<Sir, the bike has a top speed of 195 without> <the small nitrous charge under the seat>

I eased off the throttle so I could talk. “Arthur, dial Jesse.”

The phone rang twice. “Hey big man, did you find the surprise?”

“If by surprise you mean pulling a wheelie on the PCH at 135 mph a little surprise yeah, a little warning would have been nice. I almost crapped a brick.”

Jesse laughed “Yeah well I wasn’t worried about you or the bike. I figured if it got too hairy the A.I. could keep you out of trouble.”

“Yeah yeah yeah, remind me to beat you later.”

Jesse laughed “Hey man, I need to go, but call me when you get back in town.”

“Ok, no problem. Denise and I are headed to San Diego for the day, we’ll be back tomorrow or the next day.”

“So what’s the deal with Denise? Are you two?”

“I’m not sure man, my super powers don’t let me read women any better then you do.”

Jesse groaned “Oh man are you in trouble.”

I laughed “Ya think? I’ll call ya when we get back in town.”

“Ok, tell Denise that Larry and I say hi.”

“ok, later chief.” I cut the call just as I was pulling up with Denise.

Denise looked over “I saw that wheelie, you need to be more careful.”

“Yeah well it seems Jesse didn’t bother to tell me this thing has a lot more power that a normal bike. By the way, Jesse and Larry say hi.”

I switched over to the GPS and we were about 90 minutes from San Diego. “Let’s pull over and grab some sodas and stretch a little.”

Denise giggled “Need to change your undies there?”

I grinned “Who said I was wearing any either?”

About 10 miles down the road we found a gas station with a quick mart attached so we pulled over, grabbed drinks and made a pit stop. We were sitting on some benches outside just enjoying the weather even though it was getting a bit warm.

“So, knowing what you know, it didn’t scare you off ... good.”

Denise looked at me from across the table “Nope, but it did intrigue me. There was a hero named Titanium Blue matching your description back a little over 30 years ago, but he disappeared back in 1978.”

“Really, I never checked to see if there was anyone named TB before I woke up here.”

“What do you mean woke up here?”

I stood up “Lets get to the hotel and I’ll tell you the story.”

Denise and I got back on out bikes and pulled out. We talked about other things on the rest of the trip south but I knew there were a million questions running through her mind.

We pulled in front of the El Coronado about 11 or so and checked in. I grabbed the garment bag I had my suit in and headed for the concierge desk to the side of the check in. I dropped it off so I could get it dry cleaned, then Denise and I headed to the suite. The suite was huge with a full wet bar, seating area, balcony with some seating and it overlooked the beach.

She crossed to the bar and flipped a switch just behind the bar and the windows got just a bit darker and there was a low hum in the room.

“What’s that?”

Denise smiled. “It’s a privacy screen and white noise generator just to be safe. The windows darken slightly and have a mirror coating when that switch it thrown.”

I nodded “Ah ok ... yeah I should be more careful you never know who can hear.”

“ok let’s get some drinks and I can start story time. What would ya like?”

Denise tapped her chin “Hmmm ... do they have any Guinness in there?”

I raised an eyebrow “I wouldn’t have taken you for a Guinness girl.”

She chuckled “Well I spent a few months in the UK between high school and freshman year, it’s almost law you have to drink it, and I developed a taste for it.”

I grabbed a Guinness for her and popped open a Diet Coke for me as I leaned back against the bar.

“Ok let’s see. A long time ago in a universe far far away...”

Denise chuckled “Don’t you mean galaxy?”

I shook my head “No ... in this case I mean universe”

“Back in 1999 I was a college student at Southern Illinois University majoring in Computer Science...”

Over the next 45 minutes or so I told my odd tale including how I’m not from here originally. Denise would stop me and ask me questions as I explained. She was really interested in O.I. and how it was 180 degrees from how tough I was as TB.

“So wait a minute, when you change to TB from Mark where does the wheelchair go?”

I shrugged “I’m not sure really. It sort of absorbs into me and becomes a part of me.”

“So you have the same chair you had from your original universe?”

I nodded “Yup, and when I see what this world can do for mobility I’ve though about replacing it, but I’m not sure if it is part of the reason I can change. If it is and I replace it will I still be able to change or will it screw things up somehow?”

“Well, we can always experiment some and see, but what about making repairs to the old chair?”

“One of the things I did when I realized tech here was so much more advanced was get the manufacturer to make a small stockpile of parts for me. They looked at me like I was crazy for trying to keep what they thought of as an an “old beater chair” working and tried to sell me a brand new chair with all the bells and whistles, but I tossed a big wad of cash at them.”

Denise laughed “Money talks...”

I nodded “I’ve even thought about building a new chair myself with grav-pad parts so I can use stairs and stuff, but I’m not sure it wouldn’t screw me up. Hell it still uses old gel cell batteries. I have to charge it every night if I use it.”

“Well when we get back let’s see what we can find out. I bet we can figure this out. So ... are you going to show me the other you?”

I nodded “Why not, you know everything now so you might as well see it.”

I moved into the room and willed the change.

Denise looked wide eyed at me as I switched. “Now that is cool, you look like the silver Terminator when you do that.”

I chuckled “That’s what I thought the first time I did it in front of a mirror.”

Denise walked over and placed a soft kiss on me, but she seemed a bit hesitant to touch me.

I smiled “It’s ok to touch me or hug me, I’m not as fragile as it sounds. Just no Judo moves or we’re gonna be in the ER getting bones set. It’s been almost 14 years since I had a major break, my bones are a bit tougher.”

Denise put her arms around my neck “is that cause of your powers?”

“No, it’s something to do with O.I. and how it effects the bones.”

Denise leaned in and kissed me again “your handsome in either form you know that?”

“Ok, now I’m worried, you either need glasses or your delusional.”

Denise grinned and slapped my arm then gasped. “Oh god are you ok?”

I chuckled “Yeah, like I said, I’m not as fragile as it sounds. Here, let me change back.”

Denise stepped back an I switched back to TB.

“So, now you know it all. Ready to run and hide?”

She crossed the room and stood in front of me. “Nope, I think you might be stuck with me...”

Denise grabbed a chair and stepped up on it. “Come here...”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me softly.

“Mark, I knew 2 weeks ago I wanted to know you better, but as I knew more about you and who you are, I knew there was more I wanted than to just be friends.”

I shook my head “I was surprised when you gave me your card. I couldn’t figure out why you’d be interested in me.”

Denise smiled “I have my reasons and I might even explain someday.”

“Oh really ... someday...”

“yes ... someday...”

I was leaning in for another kiss when a soft chime sounded.

I looked up “What’s that?”

Denise laughed “The door silly, I’ll get it.”

Denise hopped off the chair and crossed to the door. I just couldn’t help but watch her butt sway across the room and I should have known she’s catch me looking.

“Like what you see?”

I grinning “Very much, makes me wanna smack it”

Denise smile lit up “Oh really?”

She looked through the peephole and opened the door.

The bellman was there with the roses “Delivery for you ma’am.”

Denise grinned and took the flowers. “Thank you.” She reached into the pocket of her jacket hanging near the door and tipped him.

I smiled “Check the card.”

Denise opened the card and caught the tickets before they fell out. “To yesterday, Today and what might be tomorrow, Mark.”

She opened the ticket envelope and grinned. “Oooooh, I’ve always wanted to see Buddy Guy, but never got out to his club.”

I furrowed my eyebrows “Who’s this Mark character? The nerve of him.”

“Yeah I know...” she started crossing the room back to me. “Like I would just drop everything and run off with him cross country, road trip back with him and let him take me to see Buddy Guy tonight.”

Denise stepped back up on the chair wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. “I love the flowers, Thank you.”

“I know it will sound dopey, but my thought was beautiful roses for a beautiful redhead.”

She grinned at me “He’s got some nerve ... I guess I’ll have to let him wine and dine me tonight.”

I looked seriously at her. “you sure, he might decide to take you back to his room and try something untoward. You know, get you tipsy, try and ravish you.”

Denise giggled “God I hope so, he has no idea how much he turns me on.”

I cocked my head. “Maybe I should call and warn him you have your own nefarious plan.”

Denise smacked my arm “Don’t you dare, tonight I plan on getting him right where I want him.”

“Oh really, and where might that be?”

Denise pointed over my shoulder “in there, naked in bed with me.”

I shrugged “Well at least it sounds like he’ll die happy, but still ... I think I might warn him you are a super villain out to corrupt him.”

Denise pouted “Now do you really think I’d try and corrupt him?”

I rolled my eyes “God I hope so.”

Denise giggled “What time is the concert?”

“It starts at 9:30 but we need to get cleaned up and changed. Why don’t you get started, I need to call the concierge and see if my suit is done.”

Denise looked at the clock “Actually I need to run out and get a dress and some odds and ends. It won’t take long just let me make a call or two.”

“I’ll ask the concierge to call you a taxi when I ask about my suit”

A few phone called later and Denise headed out to do some quick shopping. I hung out in the room for a bit, but decided to head down to the pool and the bar. I left Denise a note and waited at the bar watching the sports news. I went back to the room about 3:30 and jumped in the shower. About 45 minutes later I was coming out of the bedroom as Denise got back and rushed past me into the bedroom.

Denise called back over her shoulder “I’ll be ready in 45 minutes.”

I sat down and watching sports center for a while, called for a limo and waited. I’ve learned a few things over the years, like never get impatient when your woman is getting herself beautiful for a night out, never look at the cost of the dress she just bought and most importantly if she asks “Do these jeans make my butt look big?” lie like your life depends on it ... cause it might.

Oh ... also the best come back to “Does this look good with this?” I ever heard was “you picked out what I’m wearing cause you say I have no taste in clothes so why are you asking me?” ... then run...

Almost exactly 45 minutes later the bedroom door opening.

“Ok handsome, what do you think?”

Denise stood there in a black silk spaghetti strap dress that hugged her curves like a second skin, auburn hair up with a pair of long sticks holding it in place, sheer charcoal nylons and black 3 inch heels, clutching a small handbag. I did the only thing I could think of and let out a long, low whistle.

“Wow ... just ... wow”

I stood up and grabbed my suit jacket, straightened my tie and offered my arm. “you look amazing ... shall we?”

We headed down to the bell desk for our limo. Denise turned more than a few heads on the way out and as we got in the limo. It was about a 20 minute ride to the restaurant and our table was waiting when we got there. The hostess lead us to our table overlooking the bay then took our drink orders. The sun was just starting to set, a few small sailboats coming in, and the waves were washing along the beach.

I smiled out at the scene “you were right, this is a great place so far. If the food is as good as the view I’ll have to come back next time I’m out here.”

Denise sipped her water “If you like seafood you’ll love it. The chef makes a lobster bisque that is amazing.”

“Oh, I love lobster bisque, but I was thinking a couple of tails and a small fillet.”

Denise split the roll, buttered both halves and handed me half “Then maybe the gumbo or the crawfish etouffee.”

The waitress brought out the drinks and asked if we were ready to order “Give us a few minutes, but I hear the crawfish etouffee and the gumbo are good.”

I looked at Denise “I was thinking since we got here and I changed the plan, how about we stay til Monday. We can head back in the morning and get set to start back home.”

Denise nodded “Sounds good, we can hit the zoo early tomorrow and maybe Sea World in the afternoon.”

Eventually the waitress came back and took our orders and brought back a bottle of wine. I had 2 big lobster tails and a small fillet and Denise had crab legs and a fillet. We just talked and watched the sun go down over the bay. We were finishing up dinner with some cappuccino and a little tiramisu. I looked over and the sun was almost down and when I looked back at Denise the last bit of sun was highlighting her hair.

“you’re beautiful”

I reached across the table and took her hand. “I can’t believe you agreed to come with me, but I’m glad you did, thank you.”

Denise squeezed my hand “I am too.”

I looked at my watch “We’d better get going, the concert starts in 45 minutes.”

I paid the check and we headed back to the limo. We managed to get there about 20 minutes before the concert started. The concert was at an old bar/restaurant sort of like an old dinner theater. It had 3 or 4 tiers and went down towards the stage. We got a booth to the left of the stage about 3 tiers up from the bottom. I had to move the table out a little so I could get into the booth, but we had great seats. The waiter came by and took our drink orders as we got settled in. About 10 minutes later the lights went down and Buddy came out and started the night with “Midnight Train”. The first time I heard him I understood how Clapton and some of the greats loved him. If you’ve never listened to him make a point of finding his music.

Denise and I sat there just drinking it all in when he started playing “I need your love so bad”. I felt her lift my arm and slide in next to me and lean back against me as we listened. I wrapped an arm around her and slid my hand down to gently cup her bottom in my hand. I could swear I felt her shudder against me. When I looked down at her she looked up and I could see a sparkle in her eyes and just a hint of lust. I gave her bottom a soft squeeze and smiled down at her. Denise reached up and pulled me down for a kiss. It was a soft kiss at first, then her passion started flowing into the kiss. I leaned into the kiss a little and parted my lips, gently running my tongue over her lips. We spent a few minutes exploring and slowly kissing.

Denise pulled back from the kiss “When this is over we need to get back to the hotel.”

I nodded as I took a drink “Yes we do.”

Denise turned back towards the stage, but I had other ideas. I lifted her into my lap facing the stage and wrapped my arms around her protectively.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear “Tonight, you’re all mine beautiful.”

I felt her shudder in my arms and she leaned back into me.

We left about 20 minutes after the show ended to give it time for the crowd to thin a bit. I helped Denise get into the limo and climbed in after her. As the driver pulled away from the curb she slid over and snuggled into me and I could feel her soft breast pressing into my arm. I lifted my arm over Denise and wrapped it around her to hold her against me.

I looked down “Did you have a good time tonight?”

Denise nodded “wonderful ... and I think tomorrow I’m gonna sleep in.”

Denise placed her hand over mine and our fingers laced together. I looked down at her and she looked up at me we both leaned in at the same time and we shared a slow sensual kiss. Her lips were soft, warm and tasted wonderful. It wasn’t long before the kisses started to heat up as we explored each others mouths and tongues danced slowly.

I wasn’t paying a lot of attention to anything but her soft lips and the smell of her perfume so it didn’t register that her hand was guiding mine until I felt the soft fullness of her breast in my hand. I froze for a second and looked down into her eyes. Denise just nodded and leaned in to resume the kiss.

My hand gently closed over her soft flesh and kneaded gently as out tongues danced. I was rock hard but I was so focused on her kiss and the feeling of her breast in my hand I didn’t realize it until her hand slid off mine into my thigh and slid up along my shaft. We both inhaled sharply as her hand stroked along the length. Denise stroked up and down it, slowly kneading.

Denise looked down “Oh my god ... it’s...”

I nodded “I was worried about that, It’s...

Denise kissed me quick and hard “perfect ... I like em big ... I mean big...”

I think my eyebrows climbed into my hairline “Really... ?”

Denise’s hand was sliding up and down my shaft through my slacks and there was a look in her eyes that was a combination of lust and a kid in a candy store. Denise started blushing all the way from her hair line down past the swell of her breasts.

“Well then I have a confession to make, but since I’m a man this might not come as a shock ... I’m a breast man ... I mean I could spend hours kissing, touching and playing with a womans breasts. You came into the garage this morning and I could tell you were bra-less and I wanted to...”

Denise giggled “cup them?”

I shook my head “No ... rip your t-shirt off and suck on them til you orgasmed.”

Her eyes glazed over a little and her voice got throaty “ ... y ... you should have ... I did that to try and get your attention.”

I chuckled “Oh you did ... you’re just lucky I’m a gentleman.”

I moved my other hand into her hair, cupping the back of her head and slowly closing my fingers in her hair. As my hand closed in her hair Denise gasped and leaned back. Slowly I pulled her back and looked into her eyes.

I took a deep breath “We need to stop.”

Denise looked and I saw a look on her face of lust and confusion “W ... Why...”

“Because either I tell the driver to drive around randomly while I take you here or we stop so I can get out of the car without a tent in my pants and take you to bed. Besides ... once I start I don’t want to stop.”

I release her hair and Denise just nodded.

We snuggled in the back of the limo til we got back to the hotel but we didn’t let go of each other.

Denise looked up at me “I love how you make me feel.”

I looked down at her “What do you mean?”

she looked up into my eyes and bit her lip before she spoke “vulnerable ... it’s hard for me to explain.”

she sighed “I can take care of myself, I have advanced belts in 3 martial arts and until we met there wasn’t a man I knew I couldn’t overpower. It makes me feel powerful, but it has it’s drawbacks. With you I know not only would you protect me, but you could if you wanted to ... you could have whatever you wanted of me and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

I put a finger to her lips “I hope you know I would never do anything you didn’t want.”

Denise kissed my finger “I do ... but just knowing I could be yours for the taking has my head spinning.”

I nodded “ok so, is it just knowing I can overpower you or is that what you want?”

Denise looked down at the floor “I want it ... I want you to do what you want.”

I lifted her chin and looked her in the eyes “Are you sure?”

Denise looked me in the eyes and nodded.

I looked at her “No, I want you to say it.”

It was fairly dark in the back of the car but I could see her face get red “Yes, it’s what I want. I want to you take me.”

I looked her in the eyes “When did you know that’s what you wanted?”

The red in her face got more pronounced and she started speaking fast. Almost like she was afraid to stop talking before she chickened out.

Denise swallowed hard “I knew when that moron turned and punched you and it didn’t faze you at all ... I knew right then. It took all my willpower to not run over and jump into your arms right there in the parking lot. The only thing that stopped me was the other guy with the baseball bat and the bouncer coming out. It was a good thing too cause I think Amy would have died of embarrassment.”

I looked confused “Amy? Who’s Amy?”

Denise roller her eyes “The blonde I was at the bar with.”

I shrugged “Oh ... ok ... I remember someone mentioning her name, but there was this gorgeous redhead there. I have this thing for redheads, especially if she has freckles.”

“So this is really what you want...”

Denise nodded and looked down and nodded “yes ... I’m yours any way you want me.”

We pulled up in front of the hotel and the driver ran around to open the door ... I stepped out and smiled so Denise couldn’t see my smile.

“Shall we?”

Denise stepped out and grabbed onto my arm “yes ... anything.”

I leaned down and I’m sure she thought I was going to kiss her so she squealed when I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder with her butt in the air.

“What are you doing?”

I looked back over my shoulder and gave her ass a soft swat “Claiming what is mine woman now hush.”

I reached in my pocket and tipped the driver then strode to the entrance. I smacked her ass again lightly and said “Hush, or do you want me to walk through the lobby with your skirt up over the hips like this?”

“you wouldn’t dare!!! I’m not wearing panties.”

“I don’t care, I’m not gonna let any one touch you, but I have no problem letting everyone see what’s mine...”

I felt her shudder “you wouldn’t...”

I stopped lifted her skirt and kissed her soft cheek “Are you sure about that?”

I could smell her arousal as her skirt came up. If she could have seen my face she’s have been shocked at the evil grin I had. I took a finger and slid it along her pussy lips to get it wet with her juices. Denise moaned softly and I felt her pussy get even wetter. I took my finger and sucked it clean with a pop. “mmmmmm...”

Denise whimpered... “please don’t ... not here ... you can do anything once we get to the room.”

I slid her skirt back down and slid her off my shoulder and cradled her into my arms. Her arms went around my neck and she kissed me then whispered in my ear.

“Take me up to the room and fuck me Mark ... please...”

I looked into her eyes and saw was raw lust and need. I might not be the brightest blub in the pack where women are concerned but I didn’t need to get hit by the clue train either. I walked in and right to the elevator. The ride up was one long make out session. I opened the door to our room, stepped in and toed the door closed behind us.

I set Denise down on her feet. “Did you mean what you said... ?”

“Yes ... I’m yours tonight...”

I dropped to my knees and pulled her to me for a long slow kiss and gently cupped a breast. In the middle of the kiss I slid my fingers under the small shoulder straps and pushed them off her shoulders. The light silk dress slid down her body and pooled at her feet.

I leaned back and just looked at her. “You’re beautiful...”

Denise stepped in close and wrapped her arms around my neck with her soft full breasts pressing into my chest. My arms circled her and cupped her soft bottom and picked her up. Denise was light as a feather as I stood and carried her to the bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom and slid her down to the bed. Denise lay back on the bed and pulled herself up on her elbows to look at her. My cock lurched as her soft breasts shimmied with every movement she made. I could feel my cock straining to get free but I wanted to tease her a little. I removed my jacket and tie and set them to the side then started on my shirt. Denise slide to the floor kneeling in front of my and started working on my belt and slacks. I heard more than felt my zipper slide down and she pulled my slacks and boxers down. The boxers caught on my cock and held them in place. She stood and kissed just at the base of my cock and worked them slowly off as she licked and kissed along my cock as it came into view. I’m not huge despite being 8’3”, I’m just a hair over 9 inches but thick. Just a bit less than a coke can around.

My knees felt like they were going to give out as the head came free and her small hand slipped under my balls and lifted them. Her other hand slipped around my shaft and slowly stroked it from the base to just behind the head of my cock. I groaned low in my throat, my hands clenching and relaxing as she slowly teased and stroked me until I thought I was going to explode. Denise knew I was close and stopped and just held me in her hand and blew lightly on the head.

I looked down at her “you need to stop or I’m gonna explode, and I have plans before that happens. Get back up on the bed.”

Denise nodded, kissed the head of my cock and scrambled back on the bed. I slid to my knees and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. I leaned over her body and kissed her softly, then trailed soft kisses along her jaw and down her neck. I let my lips and tongue explore her neck and shoulder and then trailed soft kisses along the tops of her breasts.

“your breasts are perfect baby.”

I leaned in and gently kissed and licked around her soft full breasts, paying attention to the soft sensitive undersides of both. My hands held her breasts up and slowly kneaded and caressed her skin. I kissed in between them and trailed more kisses down to her ribs. Denise’s moans and whimpers were getting louder and her hands had found my hair. I reached back and pulled the tie holding my hair back so she had something to put her hands in. I started sliding my tongue and lips along her skin lower and lower as I played a game of connect the freckles from side to side. I could feel her hands trying to push my head lower, but I had my own plans for her.

“Please ... lower ... god ... please Mark.”

I slipped down further and wrapped am arm around her left thigh so I could gently spread her lower lips. I looked at her pussy and felt my cock throb hard. She was pale pink, glistening with her need and smelled sweet. Very carefully I eased her hood back and blew lightly across her open pussy. Her breath caught and her hands clenched in my hair trying to pull me into her sex. I leaned in and gently kissed her inner thighs and the junction where her mound, thighs and bottom met.

“Oh fuck Mark... ! please...”

I gently slid the tip of my tongue from the bottom of her pussy, up slowly to just below her clit, then back down, using my tongue to tease the extra sensitive flesh between her pussy and her backdoor. I teased her for a minutes and then slid the tip back up to just below her clit then blew on it gently again.

I looked up over her hips as I blew on her clit again.

Denise pulled herself up by my hair “Fucking eat me Mark ... please ... I’m yours ... just fucking eat me...”

That was all I needed, I plunged my tongue into her pussy as deep as I could and started giving her a deep hard tongue fucking. Her hips bucked as I plunged in and an almost animal groan and squeal came from her lips. I kept up the tongue assault on her pussy going as I reached up and gently played with her nipples. Her hands went to mine and pressed my hands into her tits. I grasped her nipples and gently rolled and tugged them. The first tug on her nipples made her back arch and her voice to fill the room.

“fuck yes ... p ... please ... I need it...”

I slipped my tongue out of her and wrapped my lips around her clit, gently suckling on it as I used my tongue to lash the hard nubbin. That was it for her as her hands shot to my hair and her legs wrapped around my head. Her hips bucked as she pulled herself against my face. Suddenly my mouth was filled with her sweet juices as she squirted into my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and began slurping at her pussy, swallowing as much as I could. My tongue was a blur on her clit.

“FFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKK... !!! YES MARK ... CUUUUUMMMING!”

I squeezed her breasts a bit harder and held her in place and locked my mouth over her gushing pussy, flicking her hard clit back and forth, up and down, side to side. Denise was grinding her pussy into my face in one long hard orgasm. I felt her body go rigid as I kept it up then she slumped back. I pulled my mouth back away from her pussy and looked up. Her soft breasts were still moving with her breathing and her upper body was flushed from the exertion. I slid my hands under her body and moved her up on the bed a bit farther then slipped from between her thighs and lay down on the bed with her. I held her and gently caressed her soft skin.

A minute or two later her eyes fluttered open and she looked over at me. “holy hell Mark, where did you learn to do that?”

I chuckled “I could tell you but then I’d have to kill you.”

“If it means death by oral tell me...”

I laughed “So ... I take it you liked it...”

Denise didn’t answer she just rolled into me and kissed me. Her kisses before were passionate, but this was like sticking my tongue into a 220 outlet. Her left hand grasped my cock and started stroking me from tip to root. I groaned into her kisses and grabbed her to straddle my hips. My cock was between us, but her hand never left my cock.

Denise slid her thumb over the head of my cock “I need you in me ... hold it so I can ease you in ... I know I can take it, but I need to go slow.”

Denise released me as I pulled her up along my body. As my cock slid along her pussy I felt her juices coating me. Denise pushed up on my chest and slid herself along the length slowly, getting me wet with her juices. She rode along my shaft for a minute or two then slid her hips past it. She reached back and grasped me and guided it to her pussy, slowly backing against it so it was pressing into her entrance.

I looked at her mask of concentration “Are you sure baby?”

she nodded “yessss ... I love a nice big one, it just that your about as big as I’ve ever had, but I need you in me...”

Denise swiped my head between her lips and eased back. I could feel her lips caressing the crown and then slowly taking me in. She was breathing hard as she worked me in slowly, just the first 2 or so inches and stopped. She moved both hands to my chest and slowly pushed herself back on my cock, rocking her hips gently. I looked up at her and gently rolled her nipples as she worked me in. My eyes rolled back in my head as her inner muscles started milking be slowly inch by inch. I felt her muscles rippling as she worked me in slowly.

I groaned “Oh fuck Denise, fuuuuuck...”

Denise was panting “I know, fuck you feel good in me.”

Denise worked her pussy up and down my shaft slowly, an inch at a time. It took her some time, but soon she I was buried in her and she stopped as she sat upright, my cock was fully seated in her with my head nestled against her cervix. I reached up and caressed her arms and face as I looked up at her. Her beautiful face was a mask of pleasure and lust. She gently rocked her hips on my cock and her inner muscles rippled along my length.

I arched my neck and and groaned “Fuck you’re so tight baby.”

Slowly Denise rocked on me, pulling a couple inches out and pushing herself back down on me. I wanted to move but I was scared to hurt her. I cupped her ass and kneaded it as she worked me in and out. Denise started climbing up and over the peak again so I very gently flexed my thighs and pushed up into her. That was all it took and she exploded again with a high keening wail. Her pussy muscles locked around me and fluttered as her second orgasm washed over her. Her hands went to her breasts and started squeezing and kneading them hard.

She held still for a few minutes coming down from that last orgasm, then started moving on me again ... but this time she was bouncing on my cock. I felt her squeezing her muscles from the base to the tip of my cock.

I kept gently flexing my hips as I held her ass in my hands. Bumping into her cervix with each stroke in was pushing me my own climax.

I moaned “So close baby ... I’mmmm...”

Denise’s eyes locked onto mine “yes ... cum in me ... fill me up...”

Her hands went to my shoulders as she leaned forward and kissed me “Fuck me ... fill my cunt Mark...”

That was it ... I bucked up into her as she said that and I felt my cock lurch and start filling her with cum. I yelled, she screamed and we both came again. I couldn’t tell you how long I came, all I know is her pussy felt like a furnace as she milked me into her body.

My hands fell away from her ass and slid along her legs. Denise slumped down into my chest, kissed my neck then rested her head. I reached up and gently stroked her back and soft round bottom and just enjoyed the feeling of her body.

We lay there for a couple of minutes just enjoying the feeling of each other.

Denise leaned up on her forearms and looked at me but she didn’t say anything.

I slid my hands down to caress her bottom “What ya thinking gorgeous?”

Denise giggled “Well my mind tends to go it a dozen directions at once. Are you sure you wanna know?”

I nodded.

Denise grinning “Well first I’m thinking that even as your going soft you feel so good filling me up, I sure hope we do this every night on the way back to Chicago.” she squeezed down a little on my cock.

I groaned “Lusty wench, I think I need to get some vitamins.”

Denise blushed “Then I was thinking ‘was I too loud? I’m glad these rooms are sound proof’” then she ran her hands over my chest “ ... and well ... I am a scientist ... How is it your skin looks like metal and can stop bullets, but your skin feels so normal? Then I was thinking about some things I think we can test to get you in a better wheelchair.”

Denise grinned “I told ya, my mind works on several things at once. What are you thinking?”

“Well, right now I’m thinking how good you feel laying on top of me, How good it feels inside you, how damned beautiful you are and once I rest a little I wanna do it again.”

Denise yawned “Well I like all those thoughts, but you think we could wait on round two until the morning? Some wicked man tried to fuck me silly and I’m beat.”

I grinned “Oh I think that can be arranged. How about we get a quick shower and snuggle?”

Her eyes lit up “Oh now that sounds like a plan.”

We untangled ourselves and nice hot shower. There was some groping and goofing off, but even I was getting tired. I grabbed a big towel and dried Denise off, then myself and carried Denise back to bed. We pulled the covers back and slid into bed with Denise snuggled into the crook of my arm.

Denise yawned again “night handsome”

“Night beautiful”