The nice, young, married, nurse had never made love at work, or with a black man, or been unfaithful to her husband, but all that had changed. Terri Cummings was doing all three at once and loving every illicit, carnal first-time moment.

Waves of ecstasy surged through her writhing body as the powerfully built man between her widespread legs hammered his demanding cock in and out of her hot, west, and very receptive pussy.

She'd enjoyed something like this erotic bliss many times both before, and especially since her wedding, but tonight was different. This incomparable lover was most definitely not her husband. At the moment, Clay would be home, cramming for his finals, with no idea where she was, what she was doing or who she was doing it with. But Terri knew; God, did she ever know. At the moment, her nude body lay stretched out on the heavy wooden conference table inside the hospital’s sound-proof board room, being screwed senseless by a handsome, charming, black orderly named, Darius Jordan. For just a moment, she wondered if Clay would care even if he did know. But then her body began to tremble and her skin flushed as this new lover's deep, rhythmic thrusts started pushing her towards another orgasm, and she forgot about her husband and everything else. Over the last few weeks her once fabulous sex life with Clay had been going downhill. The situation had become so bad it seemed like neither she nor Clay were ever interested in sex—at least not at the same time. She still wasn't sure if the problem was due to her promotion or Clay's tough schedule this semester. Maybe it was both. She'd recently become the ward's evening shift supervisor and felt driven to do the job right. It meant she sometimes came in from the hospital too tired for anything but sleep. Even when she did feel like partying, Clay often seemed unenthusiastic. To her astonishment, he had begged off sex a couple of times, claiming he had to study. Tension, fueled by Clay's attitude, plus her increased workload and growing horniness, began to build until they got into a big fight last weekend. It had started over nothing but didn't seem close to ending. It all might have blown over, except for Darius. The charming, good-looking, pre-med student worked on her unit as an orderly. From his first day on the job, she found herself drawn to the tall, muscular, ex-football player. With enough interests in common to make conversation easy, she and Darius quickly became good friends. She’d met his wife at a party and had felt both intimidated and in awe of the tall, aloof, part-time fashion-model. Knowing about his wife's great looks made Terri feel comfortable with the flirting and teasing which quickly became a regular part of their friendship. Then that evening, during a lull following the supper rush, Darius hit on her. At first she thought he must be teasing. But the look in his eyes made it clear he wasn't. To her amazement, this good-looking guy with the great looking wife was serious about wanting to make it with her. The realization sent her emotions reeling from startled, to intrigued, to aroused. Everyone, especially Darius, kept saying how she was cute, even adorable and oh, so pretty going on about her smile, big brown eyes, her peaches and cream complexion,, and great legs. But no one ever called her beautiful or stunning, or hot, and having been a chunky kid, she could never think of herself as being attractive, much less sexy. So she now found it hard to believe that Darius actually wanted her. While Terri knew she should say no, she was mad at Clay, horny as hell, and suddenly very turned on by this sexy man with the big smile and beautiful, dark brown skin who said he wanted her. So instead of laughing off his proposition, she hesitated for a long time while her stomach churned with anxiety and excitement, and then heard herself whispering, “We shouldn’t. I mean, I’ve never…. But maybe, just once, if you’re sure.” For the rest of that shift, Terri’s mood kept swinging between anxiety and anticipation with worry and uncertainty inbetween. At the end of the shift, everyone else, including Darius left. By the time she finished the nursing report for the incoming staff and called Clay to say she would be coming home a little late, she had change her mind once again and decided doing this just wasn’t wright and that the safest thing would be to call the whole thing off, at least for tonight. As planned, they met downstairs on the hospital’s dim, deserted business floor. After a quick embrace, she let him lead her down a wide corridor. Still struggling to come up with the best way to break the news to Darius, she paid no attention to his touch, caressing words or to where they were going. When they stopped, she began to say something, then paused when she noticed they were standing by the heavy double-doors to the hospital’s windowless, sound-proof conference room. Confused, she watched as Darius unlocked the door and motioned her inside. Wordlessly she complied, then waited to break the news until he close the door and turned on the lights When they came on, her gaze immediately fixed on the large, elegant, rich mahogany conference table occupying pride of place in the middle of the room. A bevy of high-back chairs surrounded it like accolites kneeling before an altar. Mesmerized, she watched as the big business table seemed to transformed into something like an altar Radiating an aura beckoning her to come closer. Once again her mind changed, but this time it would be for keeps. Seemingly of its own accord, her lab coat slipped to the floor. Shoes and the rest of her uniform soon added to the growing pile at her feet. While automatically unhooking her bra, she barely noticed Darius kneeling at her side, almost reverently tugging off her practical, white cotton panties. The moment they reached her feet, she approached the table, her waiting altar, and slipped between to of the big leather chairs serving as its acolytes. When her pale, bare thighs came to rest against the edge of the dark brown surface , she paused to study this altar where the nice, safe, conventional Terri would soon lie down. Later, afters she and Darius had finished the ceremony, a transformed Terri, more open, less inhibited, and hungry for new experiences, would move off this altar and into the rest of her life. She turned and smiled at the sight of Darius, still fully dressed, staring at her with unfeigned lust. “Aren’t you a bit overdressed for the occasion? Why don’t you take care of that problem, and maybe move some of these chairs so we can have more room, then come join me?” With that, she hopped on the table, then laid back on the smooth inviting surface of her altar and watched the hurried actions of the man about to become the catalyst of her transformation. Freed of lab coat, uniform, and inhibitions, she soon welcomed him between her wide-spread legs. Neither of them had foreplay on their agenda. With one powerful thrust, he slammed his hard cock deep inside her eager body. Terri wrapped her arms and legs around Darius and began getting totally, gloriously fucked. Spasms of unbridled passion raced from her head to her toes. Greedily, she forced her hips up to meet his thrusts, wanting every inch of his long, thick cock inside her eager pussy. The muscles in her vagina clinched even tighter around the thick shaft as her body began to jerk and shiver. A sound of pure unbridled passion burst forth as she exploded in a soul-shattering, mind-numbing climax. Her entire body became an extension of her pussy, and her pussy felt like molten passion. Darius began fucking her harder, faster and deeper until after one last powerful thrust, his body froze and he let out a triumphal roar. Terri moaned with delight as she felt his pent-up sperm blasting somewhere deep inside her body, filling it to overflowing with warm, thick cum. "Un-fucking-real," he groaned. As the last tremors of his orgasm rolled away, Darius collapsed on top of her equally exhausted but very satisfied body. His own hard, sweaty, frame lay motionless and spent on top of hers. As she stroked Darius's sweat-slick skin, Terri knew she had shared this amazing experience with someone very special and that despite what the old Terri had planned, for the new Terri, once could never be enough. To her surprise, she had no regrets. In factthe the only thing she might regret would be not doing this again and again. A gentle squeeze of her pussy disclosed a promising resistance from the semi-hard cock still conveniently lodged deep inside her tingling body. No time like the present, she decided, to begin getting more of what Darius had to offer. And what better way to get things started than with their first ever kis?. X x x The following week saw no change in the simmering feud between Terri and her husband. Any twinges of guilt were swept away by his crappy attitude. It made getting away with Darius for a repeat performance even more desirable. Unfortunately, setting it up proved harder than she had anticipated. Darius had some night classes, and couldn't always work on her evening shift. Both of them being married made things even tougher. To Terri, it seemed like a long time coming, but things finally fell their way. Both had duty on an upcoming Saturday evening. Earlier that week, during a break at work, Darius said his wife would be out of town on a church choir trip. He suggested they get a motel room and use it both before and after work. It seemed like a great plan. She told Clay she wanted to check out some of the new stores near the hospital before going into work. As she'd expected, and hoped, he turned down her invitation to get up early on Saturday morning and go shopping with her. Then she said that to save the drive back and forth, she'd just take along her uniform and go straight to work and change there. It seemed like Saturday would never come. With each passing day, her excitement mounted. Once it arrived, however, the day proved more than worth the wait.

The moment Darius finished locking the motel room door they fell into each other's arms. Still just inside the door, they kissed hungrily and tore at each other's clothes. As the last piece of clothing fell to the floor, he cradled her in his arms and carried her to the bed where they made wild, passionate, uninhibited love. When the exhausted Darius finally rolled off the well fucked but exhilarated Terri, she knelt beside him, leaned over his sweaty, panting body and popped his now limp cock into her mouth. She wanted to taste the residue of their lovemaking that still clung to his dark phallus and hoped she'd soon feel the now semi-erect shaft stiffen inside her mouth. Her ultimate goal was to use that re-invigorated rod for at least one more round of serious sex before they had to leave for work. In its present condition, she could take the entire cock into her mouth. The thick coating of cum and her own pussy juice covering the shaft quickly yielded to her lips and tongue. Then she switched from cleaning to sucking. To her delight, the smooth head soon began to swell and fill her mouth. Terri felt the familiar, excited churning in her stomach at the thought of all the pleasure she knew this big, brown, baton was about to deliver. Unable to control her excitement, she wiggled her ass and heard herself moan with anticipation while sucking furiously on the slowly stiffening shaft. Mesmerized, Terri watched the dark-brown shaft plunging in and out of her mouth. It suddenly occurred to her that chocolate had always been her favorite flavor and she almost gagged while trying not to laugh. Removing the now stiff cock from her mouth, she slowly ran her tongue up the length of the shaft. After circling her tongue around the smooth, flared head, she gently slid it past her lips and teeth, then quickly filled her mouth with the meaty pole and resumed her skillful sucking. It wouldn't be long she knew, before Darius would be insisting on cramming his now hard tool back inside her cum drenched pussy. She also wanted that, of course, and soon. But for the moment, she was perfectly content to keep licking and sucking on his marvelous cock while waiting on him to start slamming this long, hard tab back into her semen-coated slot. It wasn't a long wait. When they finally got to work, it proved to be a typical, slow Saturday on the unit with just enough activity to keep them too busy for any mischief. Shortly after the patient's had their last meds and been bedded down for the night, Terri got a call to send the relief aide to another ward. No evening supervisor could have ever been happier to oblige. With the aide gone, she and Darius would be alone the rest of the evening. The aide had barely left before Darius began coaxing her to join him inside the supply room in the back of the nurse's station. Although acting reluctant, she soon yielded to his insistent urgings, assuming he wanted a quick make out session. Almost no one came around on weekends and the patients were asleep. With the aide gone, they were probably safe. So Terri decided a quick make-out session before getting back to some serious after work sex at the motel would be okay, and fun. To her surprise, once they were inside the supply room, Darius had her sit down on an armless, straight-back chair facing away from the open door to the nurse's station. Moving around in front of her, he unzipped his uniform, pulled out a very erect penis, and pointed its swollen, purple-hued tip directly toward her lips. "The only thing I've been able to think about this entire shift is how great it felt when you were going down on me this morning. That's why, as you may have noticed, I've been afflicted with this boner all shift," he said with a smile. Terri had noticed, of course. How could she have helped but notice? Especially, after he slipped behind her back during a brief lull before supper. As she'd leaned forward looking for something on the desk, he surprised her by grabbing her hips and pressing that big, hard bulge in his pants against the thin fabric covering her rear. "So since you're kinda responsible for this condition," he said, first teasing, and then coaxing, "won't you please give me another serving of your righteous lip loving and relieve my strain?" This was not what she wanted to do, at least not here and now. It was one thing to run the risk when they had no choice. But a room and big bed were now waiting for them. Once there, she'd be more than happy to oblige him, but not now, not here. Just as she was about to object, Terri looked up and saw Darius staring down at her with obvious passion and need in his dark, brown eyes. After seeing that look, no way could she refuse him. With a wink that belied her uneasiness, she said, "Okay, but keep an eye out in case someone comes." "Don't worry, Lady, we’re the only ones gonna be coming around here," he said, with a big, pleased grin. She shook her head in mock despair, and then took his long, rigid pole in her hands, leaned forward, and began giving him a very nervous blowjob. As her lips encircled his swollen and sensitive cockhead, he sighed and shivers with pleasure. While nibbling on the shaft, she took a quick peek up at his face. To her relief, his eyes were open and he seemed alert for any call lights, unexpected visitors, or wandering patients. Just as she sensed Darius was about to come, he pulled her up then turned both her and the chair around. Ignoring her confused protests, he forced her to bend over the back of the chair. With a sense of both fear and excitement, she realized what was about to happen. She also realized that short of creating a major scene, there was no way she could stop Darius. When her panty-less bottom came into view,, Darius murmured, "God, but that's just the way I like it," in a voice choked with passion. Moments later, he ripped off the rest of her uniform, leaving everything in a pile at their feet. For Terri, it wasn't a comfortable position, especially when Darius spread her legs to the max. But she felt nothing but a thrilling sense of danger and intense erotic anticipation. Helpless, nervous, and expectant, all she could do was stare out the door. She felt his swollen cockhead nestle inbetween her damp pussy lips,then heard a low, gutteral groan as it plunged forward and raced toward the innermost reaches of her stunned body. After that first, breath-taking shock, it became a fast, hard, and very deep fuck. Any worries about getting caught vanished. Nothing mattered except the exquisite feel of Darius's powerful cock sinking up to the hilt each time he slammed back into her quivering pussy. When it ended, she lay slumped forward over the chair, rubbery legss spread wide,warm bottom pointed toward the ceiling, with Darius's thick semen and magnificent manhood filling her tingling pussy. She was breathless and trembling from the intense, final orgasm that had ripped through her moments after he made one last savage thrust and deposited another load of warm semen deep inside her convulsing pussy. In the midst of this post-coital bliss, the phone began to ring. A frantic struggle followed to disconnect from Darius and stand up. After quickly pulling on her lab coat, she hurried barefooted from the supply room to answer the phone. It was, of course, on the other side of the nurse's station. To her surprise, the call was from Clay who wanted to know where to find some index cards. While struggling to keep her voice calm, she told him where to find them and then said she'd be working late that night. He sounded disappointed at the news. After a short pause, he said, "Terri, I love you. I'm sorry I've been such a bastard about your job and all. Maybe I'm jealous of it, or worried it might come between us. And I guess, mostly because of me, it kinda has. Anyway, wake me when you get home and let's talk, okay?" Clay’s words, his emotions, the tone of his voice, they all sounded sincere. Maybe things would get better between them. But things could never be the same. For the first time, she felt more worldly, more knowing than her husband. He’d never know she'd be working late, but on another man's cock in a motel room on the other side of town. Nor would he ever imagine his unexpected call had interrupted her post-sex reverie, forcing her to disengage from her new lover and hurry barefooted to the phone. And he would never, must never, know that she could now see this lover smiling and teasing her by sliding a fingertip along the length of his flaccid but still meaty cock glistening with his cum and her pussy juice. And Terri was sure Clay would never suspect that while they'd been talking, she could feel the thick cum that same dark cock had just deposited deep inside her body ooze past the swollen lips of her tingling, freshly fucked pussy and slowly trickle down her long, trembling legs. But Terri knew it all, and that she'd soon be doing it again. “Goodnight, honey. Don’t wait up for me. We can talk tomorrow.” Terri turned and hung up the phone, realizing how much she still loved her husband. That part of her life hadn’t changed, but the rest sure as hell had. No doubt Clay was a keeper,the perfect caring lover. But now she wanted more than just that, wanted to get fucked senseless by this incredible sexual athlete. With no regrets, she turned back toward Darius, still waiting for her in the supply room, licked her lips suggestively and gestured for him to sit in the chair they’d just finished using. Dressed only in her unbuttoned lab coat, Terri strolled back to her lover, smiling at the thought of how her once nice, safe, conventional life had become riskier, unconventional, and incredibly exciting, and how much she loved everything about the transformation.