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Andrine Morgan sat back in her chair at work. She looked up at the world clock on the wall of the Systech network operations center and smiled. It was almost time for her shift to be over then she would be on her three day break. She thought about later on that night when she would be spending quality time with her new friend, David Foster.

They had met at a local club during happy hour a few weeks ago. Andrine had been there to meet a couple of her girlfriends and when she got there, David had bought them a bottle of champagne. When her girlfriends introduced David to her, Andrine knew there was instant chemistry between them. Andrine let it be known to David that she was attracted to him but David tried his hardest to play the gentleman role. She knew he was feeling her though. It was just a matter of time.

Andrine invited David to dinner later on that week. Her expectation was to indulge in her fetish for fellatio but instead, David flipped the script on her and introduced her to his hurricane tongue. Andrine hadn't been right ever since. She couldn't get that experience out of her mind. She did get him back that next day however. She went to his office with a small bowl of melted Hershey's Kisses. She pushed him back against the wall and drained his nuts with a chocolate filled, mind blowing throat job that made David's toes curl like Cheetos.

That afternoon, David sat at his desk smiling about his time with Andrine. They seemed to be fellow oral fiends. David was a bit more undercover about his whim than Andrine appeared to be though. He felt like his gift should only be shared with someone special and he didn't know how he felt about Andrine yet. David reflected back on his path to the discovery of his fetish and the woman who turned him on to the art of cunniligulus.

David was born and raised in Rosedale, a middle class suburb of New York City. He was a quiet but athletic boy and loved sports. He played basketball in high school and would've been more popular if he weren't so quiet. He did have lots of friends though. One of these was a girl named Tamara Fleming who tutored him in math. David was determined to get a basketball scholarship to go to college and his math needed improvement. In the process of her tutoring, David and Tamara became good friends. Then their little friendship started blossoming into a love thing. Only one thing stopped things from progressing. Well, actually two things. One was the fact that Tamara was a virgin and was adamant about staying that way until marriage. The other was Tamara's forty-four year old mother, Tonya.

Tamara was a cute, luscious little thang. It was hard for David to concentrate on studying when they were together. She let David feel her up sometimes and they kissed. David enjoyed her little titties and her plump booty and it gave him a raging hard-on. He knew however that he would never get anything else.

One Friday evening, David came over to Tamara's house after basketball practice for some math homework help. She had told him the day before that she was going out of town after school to visit her father but David forgot about this. When he knocked on the door, David was greeted by a dressed-to-kill Tonya.

 

"Hi Ms. Tonya," he greeted her by the name she had instructed him to call her. "Is Tamara home? I need to finish this homework and crush this next test and I was hoping she would help me through it."

 

Tonya eyed him wearily then turned up the shot of Capt. Morgan she was sipping on. She turned away from him and waved for him to come inside. David did so and stood there in the living room. He smiled patiently at Tonya. She poured herself another drink then sat down on the couch and crossed her legs. She sipped on her drink and eyed David. After a few uncomfortable moments of silence, David asked again if Tamara was home.

 

"No, David. Tamara isn't home. She did tell you that she went to visit her father in Columbus this weekend right?" Tonya said.

 

David gulped and mentally slapped himself upside the head. He was so focused on the homework that he completely forgot. Shit, I'm going to flunk this test for sure come Monday, he thought. He slowly walked to the loveseat and sat down. He contemplated his options. He would have to knuckle down and study as best he could to understand the material before Monday. He stood back up and headed towards the door.

 

"David, we need to talk," Tonya said, stopping David in his tracks.

David turned back around and stared at her for a few seconds. "Okay, Ms. Tonya. Sure. What did you want to talk to me about?" he asked.

 

Tonya patted the area on the couch beside her, motioning David to sit down there. David warily came over and sat beside her on the couch. Tonya gulped down the rest of her Capt. Morgan and sat the tumbler down on the cocktail table. She turned to face David.

 

"What are your intentions towards my daughter?" she asked David with a straight serious face.

The question caught David fully off-guard and he stumbled his answer. "We... we're just friends," he mumbled, knowing it sounded fake as hell. "She's helping me improve my grades. I want a scholarship. That's the only way I'm going to be able to afford college."

"Mmmhmm..." Tonya said, crossing her arms. "Did you ever try to do anything with her?"

David's eyes got big and he said, "No!!! I'd never do that!!!"

Tonya's eyes shifted. "Why not?" she asked.

David gave her of a look of consternation. "She's a virgin and wants to stay that way until marriage," he answered.

"So you want to marry my baby?"

"No!!! I mean.... Well, I like her. She pretty and smart and all. But marriage? That's a stretch."

Tonya got up and poured herself another tumbler of rum and threw in a couple of ice cubes. "Hmm. I was gonna say. Who in their right mind would want to marry a virgin anyway?" she asked.

 

David was shocked. He would never have thought he would be having this kind of conversation with Tamara's mom.

 

Tonya continued. "I mean, what if her sex ain't any good? She hasn't had any practice. Sex is a very important part of any relationship. If a woman can't keep her man satisfied in bed, he's going to roam. And I wouldn't blame him either," she said.

 

David still didn't say anything. He was too afraid to do so. He gulped and just continued to sit there. Tonya came back and sat down on the couch. She looked at David.

 

"Think about it. Do you really want to have to train your wife to do what you want in bed? What if she doesn't want to do what you want? What if she CAN'T do what you want? I'm sure you'd want to know these things before y'all got real hot and heavy into a relationship," she philosophized.

"Y-yes m-ma'am," David stammered. Sweat started to trickle down the side of his head.

Tonya smiled. She got up and slowly started to pace as she gathered her thoughts and sipped her drink. "Y'all make a cute couple though. My baby can pick 'em," she said.

 

David still didn't say anything. He clasped his hands together and waited patiently for the talk to be over and he could exit quietly. Then Tonya hit him with the second hammer.

 

"Are you a virgin?" she asked.

 

David's eyes grew huge. He tried to say something but his tongue was caught. The only thing he had even remotely done sexually was joined in a jerk-off contest with his boys once and regularly jerked off to some old Players magazines he had copped.

 

"You are one aren't you?" Tonya said with a grin. "A big ole strapping boy like yourself has never had any. Wow!!"

David's cheeks burned with embarrassment. He decided it was time to go and stood up to make his way to the door. "Have a good evening, Ms. Tonya," he said with a glum look on his face.

Tonya came over and blocked his path to the door. "Wait. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," she said apologetically. She put her hand gently on his chest.