The Wonder Drug (closed)

thebarber69

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OOC:
Closed for RedHairedandFriendly and myself

IC:
John Needleman
5’10” tall
38
Brown hair/Blue eyes
Muscular Build
Normal sized penis

The sign read “Welcome to the 5th annual Conference of Wasco”. John Needleman was one of the first placers of top sales of the drug company that he worked for. Wasco was now expanding into the sexual enhancement area, and sales now were going threw the roof. With their drug they could increase the size of the male penis, increase his endurance, and with a bit of a mood elevator give him more confidence. John had taken the drug for months now, in hopes that his normal sized penis would grow, and might be even more than what he was. Even though it said to only take it for 3 months. He did not notice any difference, but he was not really the ladies man.

Being on the road he would meet many fine looking ladies, but he never had the chance to go better than a few visits in the same area. He checked in at the main desk and got his pass card. As he roamed the hotel checking out some of the sights and talking to some of the other drug company employees, he kept bumping into one of the hotel employees, she was hot looking, and with the lack of women he had in the last few months was more than pleased when she kept smiling at him, and making small talk. He was feeling a stirring that he hadn’t felt in over a year. He did feel more confident, but she was a beauty, that he was not use to seeing all the time. He headed off to his room, to get his paper work together for this afternoon’s conference and to announce the drug had been ready for countrywide sales.
 
OOC:

Jennifer Monet
5'7"
26
Curly copper hair, long/Green eyes
Average build/not too thin/not too thick/just right

IC:


“There he goes,” Amber whispered to Jennifer who was working behind the reception desk. Jennifer glanced up and noticed the gentleman from the convention. “What was his name again?” Amber asked with a raised brow.

“John Needleman,” Jennifer answered back as she watched the handsome patron make his way down the hall and then disappear around a corner. Jennifer sighed, not even knowing that her features held a wistful expression.

“You’ve got it bad.”

Jennifer blushed and then giggled. “It doesn’t matter though. He’s a guest and I’m an employee. No socializing with the hotel guests. Remember what happened when Sarah got caught with that guy from the Sunbeam bread company. I need my job Amber more than I need a boyfriend.”

“Who said anything about a boyfriend. I was thinking a one night stand.”

“I don’t need that either. I do however have work to do. The convention’s caterer arranged for the food to be delivered at the wrong time, so I have to make sure our kitchens are prepared to handle the incoming supplies, otherwise all the yummy desserts and tasty treats will spoil. Then we look bad. No one remembers the caterer. They always remember the hotel.”

Jennifer picked up her clipboard and made her way to the dining room, where the food would be served after the first part of the convention’s morning meeting was over. The tables were set and soft music was piped through. She then went to the kitchens and began to make sure everything was ready there as well. Her thoughts however were continuously drawn back to John Needleman and she wondered if Amber’s idea of a one-night-stand wasn’t such a bad one. Then she thought of her job and her bills and her commitments. “No Jen. No. No. No. No,” she whispered as she went back to work managing the large five-star hotel.
 
John headed off to the morning breakfast meeting. He was feeling a bit uplifted this day, he at times even felt funny. He joked with a few of his fellow workers and sales reps. He still was thinking of that copper haired one that he saw, he had a weakness for that type of lady. As he headed down the elevator he just was having strange thoughts, not of what he usually had in his line of work.

“Got to be this darn drug,” he thought, I wish it would do something so I knew it worked. He checked with the desk to see where he was to go, and headed off with a few of the sales reps. Sitting down at one of the head few tables he just looked around at the people running getting this breakfast going.

“There she is again,” he thought to himself. She was running the show here, “I wonder if, nope she wouldn’t want to get a coffee after work” She would every once in a while smile at him and look away quickly as he kept looking in her direction. Breakfast was good, and with the speakers talking of what the game plan was for the day he just listened, but still had his mind on the red haired lovely. As the waiter went by, John asked him “Excuse me, who is the manager of this, that red head over there.” The waiter replied “Oh that’s Jennifer Monet”. He just watched her, and would catch her eye from time to time looking at his direction.

He listened to what was being spoken, but his mind was thinking of other things right now. “Now John” he said to himself “Better not get to involved here, but boy there is something about her that just is drawing her to me”. Little to his knowledge that the drug that he was now over taking was having an effect on his mind, the testosterone levels in his blood stream now were high, and it was having an effect on what he was thinking. He didn’t notice that the drug was having an effect on his cock, it now started to leak at just the thought of what he wanted to do to Jennifer, he kept trying to shake off what he was thinking, but he was now falling for that red haired spell that he just couldn’t shake.
 
Jennifer was not looking forward to the lunch break. She rolled her shoulders and watched the members of Wasco conversing with each other. Her gaze was continuously drawn back to John Needleman. She couldn’t help it. He was staring at her too. Surely if he’d stop, she’d be able to. But he didn’t and so neither did she. Eventually though she was forced to pull her attention away and deal with one question after another that was fired at her.

By the time the food was devoured Jennifer’s heels were making her feet sore. “That’s what you get for wearing new shoes to work after being in sandals all weekend,” she muttered as she tucked herself into a corner.

She looked around and saw that for the moment she was free from any prying eyes, at least from what she could tell. Jennifer eased first her right shoe off and rubbed her aching arch, then she set her tender toes down and repeated the process to her left. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the tension slowly easing its way out of her muscles. “I’ll beat you yet,” she whispered and then purred quietly as she found another spot on her foot that needed love.

The sound of several conventioneers walking by made Jennifer gasp and she tucked herself back into the wall, grabbing her shoes and hiding behind a thick blooming tropical plant. She didn’t know the name, nor care, she simply didn’t want to be seen with her shoes off. If her boss saw her, she’d be scolded like a school girl.
 
John had to sit after his thoughts led him as he looked at her. He could see her getting hit with many questions from her staff. He watched her every move. “I got to get a grip on this, or I will be no good for this noon time meeting, and the companies announcement”. As he stood he didn’t see her wander away, and now he could get a grip. He noticed that he now had a large spot on his pants from his enhanced thoughts. “This is really no good, I can’t stand up now.” He thought for a few, then with a slight slip of his water glass, spilled a bit on him, as to look like that was what created the spot. The meeting was now over till noon, he had to get his speech ready, as well as now get his suit cleaned.

Quickly closing his suit jacket, he got up and headed after the mob that left the hall. As he was walking away, he noticed a pair of feet behind the large plant. It was she; “Maybe I should” was all he thought. But he did notice that she was holding her shoes, and just hiding there. “Are you ok Miss?” Was all he said to Jennifer. She just smiled at him, “oh these darn shoes, I knew I should not have worn them today…” He just smiled at her and thought “up close you are more radiant then I thought.” But he had a bigger problem starting in his boxers.

The drugs did work, but with the amount that he had taken, he had more of a large lump in his trousers, than what he had thought. This was bad, and John knew it was, all he had to do is look at her, and it started to get hard. “Excuse me” as he wandered off quickly, leaving her standing there, just looking at him, he headed quite quickly to his room, and just closed the door. Standing there with his back towards it. “Damn what have I done to myself? I have never had that kind of problem before.” He decided he had better get a cold shower in before noon meeting, or he would be in quite a predicament.

He headed to the shower, removed all his clothes, and just looked at himself in the mirror, there before him was a cock, no it was more like a small bat that he had, and “I guess the drug does work” He just looked at it, and lightly stroked that monster he now had. “I can’t believe this is so darn big,” he was enjoying the feeling of the monster in his hand. John started to stroke it a bit, feeling the size, and the length, the veins on the sides and that mushroom head. He started to thinking of Jennifer as he did so; her hair was strongly in his mind, as well as her nicely toned body, “Oh to get with her, and touch that hair, and that body, oh to suck on her boobs.” He never thought this way, what the hell was happening. With a few more strokes he shot a rope of cum that almost blew off his head, he never came that way. The density of it was amazing, and the amount that he shot didn’t seem to stop. He was in orgasmic bliss, “I got to take a shower now”.
 
Jennifer's face was bright red as she slipped her heels back on and dashed from her hiding spot to the ladies room that was reserved for employee's only. Once in there she splashed cold water on her face and tried to calm the beating of her heart and the racing of her pulse. She took several breaths and forced herself to act professional. With a severe shake to her head and a more vigorous chewing out mentally inside it, she told herself that he was just a man. Nothing special. Just a man. But then she thought of his voice and how his look had washed over her.

He wasn't just a man either, she admitted as she stared at her reflection. She had seen proof of his endowment under his slacks. There was a large wet stain, that she assumed was from a water, juice, or coffee accident. That was obvious, but the other thing that was obvious was the size of the man's sex. Her stomach did a somersault as she thought of the bulge hidden under his clothing. She pressed her hand to her belly and told herself again to calm down.

The sound of the bathroom door's knob being jerked on made Jennifer jump. She shook out her hair again and made her back ramrod straight as she proceeded toward the door. When she opened it, she nodded to one of the hotel maids and smiled before walking past. Jennifer made it to her desk that stood in a room behind the reception desk. The door was left open in case someone needed something. She noted the time and knew she was in charge of reception for the next hour, since Amber was on an early lunch break, because of an appointment.

Jennifer pulled out her personal laptop and began to write down her thoughts for the morning. Journaling was something she'd done since she was a small child, a hobby that her mother had instilled in her. She had a lot to say about this John Needlemen, a man who with just saying a few words could make her heat up like a firecracker waiting to explode.
 
After John’s shower, and much needed orgasm, he couldn’t get that image of Jennifer out of his mind. He tried everything to do so, thinking of the noon meeting that he had to speak at. He was starting to realize that his mind was now a mess, not sure from what, but he did think it must have been the drug he had been taken. He was a strong person, not letting anything stand between him and his goal. He was top in sales in the company, and now a top user of there wonder drug.

All he could do was look in the mirror at what he now possessed. It was big, thick, and his balls now took on the size of extra large eggs. He could feel stirrings in his loins now, he was not sure if it was just the fact he was still half erect, or that just the slight thought of having sex, or just looking at a woman would cause his member to start to rise. Looking at the time he realized that maybe he could do one more cum, just to make sure he could get threw the lunchtime meeting better than he did do at breakfast. He watched as his member now started to get hard already, the thickness was amazing, almost the size if his oversized wrist. “I don’t think any woman could take this monster now, but I sure would like to try it” he thought again.

That vision of Jennifer was set in his mind, and his member now was hard, and started to leak again. Slowly he took his time, feeling the length again, feeling the head, and with that the precum that started to leak, all his visions were of that red haired wonder. Watching in the mirror he saw this pole now, slowly seeping precum onto the floor, “My god what have I done to myself.” As he pulled his cock, he could feel his cum now starting to boil in his balls. This was not like him as he was only good for a few cums in a week, but here again he knew it was going to happen, and happen soon. The precum now leaked out at a surprising pace, he was using it as a lube to masturbate with. Slowly he saw in the mirror his balls start to pull, he felt that large surge in his cock, and watched, as the head got bigger just before his cum. As he thought of Jennifer, he started to cum again; long ropes of cum hit the mirror 3 feet away. And this was all to just thinking of her. What would he do if he was to face her, or even better yet get to meet with her. His orgasm started to subside, and he just looked at the quantity of cum everywhere in that bath. “Oh shit, I got to get dressed,” as he started to get ready for his luncheon in 25 min. “Boy if they could only see what this drug does”, he thought, “our company would rake it in.”
 
Eventually Jennifer got lost in her work. She didn’t realize she’d missed her lunch break until her stomach growled. There had been little activity at the front desk during the hour she manned it for Amber and even less responsibilities for her to handle once she assigned another to keep the convention in check. She knew it wasn’t the wisest move, to give the task to another, but she didn’t trust herself if she were to see the infamous John again. She couldn’t approach him, no matter how much she wanted to explore the thoughts and feelings his presence was projecting on her.

Jennifer glanced at the time and rose from her desk. She walked back to the front and stopped dead in her tracks as she watched John walk down the hall and back toward the convention room. “He’s everywhere,” she whispered and then blushed when her eyes glanced at his crotch. “Amber,” she suddenly said, “I missed lunch, so I’m going to head over to the café and grab a bite.”

“Sounds good,” Amber replied and then looked up. “Gonna take a cold shower too?”

Jennifer’s eyes went wide and she spun around. “You better hope he didn’t hear you!” She grabbed her purse and darted out the lobby door and then across the street to sit and think of anything and anyone besides John and his thick package.
 
John rushed out the door to his room, “Damn I’m going to be late.” As he got to the lobby, he saw Jennifer again; he could hear her as she spoke to her friend. “Oh she did see, and now it’s effecting her”. He heard the cold shower that her friend had said, and kind of chuckled to himself. “At least I am not alone at this,” he thought to himself. As passed the lobby heading to the meeting room he just watched her heading out of the door. “Boy I am glad that she is going out for dinner, I don’t think I could have kept my mind on what I was doing if she was there,” whispering to himself.

As he entered the meeting hall he saw Amber looking in his direction. She did look at his crotch, she was not as stunning, and didn’t have that magnetic pull that Jennifer had. “I can do this” he thought to himself and took his place at the head table. He listened at the main speaker telling all about the country wide release of there product, and how all men now wanted to take this, the money the now famous Wasco was going to generate over there sales. Then he heard them saying how there lead salesman was going to speak. He heard his name, and walked to the podium. “ I am glad to let you know that threw the clinical test that every man that took this supplement could increase his size by at least an inch to two inches. This has been proven in over 500 men now, with great results, and with repeated users trying to get that extra stamina, we can expect a saturation in the country with in 2 years.” He let the audience grasps what he was saying, “I should know, I have been taking this drug myself, and have had very good luck with it.” Many murmurs were herd after this announcement, but he just thanked the crowd and went back to his chair.

Most of the company did know he was taking it, but was not too sure how he was handling it. But didn’t know that he was still taking it after the stop period. His boss thanked him for his speech, and one of his co-workers whispered into his ear, “Did it really work?” John just smiled at him, “Did it, it’s like a bat, more stamina, I feel good about this.” He did lie a bit, to cover up how he did feel. Many talked to him during the meeting.

And as that meeting let out, he headed back out and had some time to kill. Amber was out near the exit, and just watched his crotch as he walked by. “Damn now I am getting looked at like I am meat.” He just smiled at her, but he knew she didn’t see his face. As he headed out, he saw his weakness standing there. She was just watching as he neared her, she didn’t see him at first, but he took his time going by her and just smiled at her. This was going to be a fun convention, and maybe, just maybe, he would get lucky as well. He finally figured out that she had some kind of scent, and he was now tuning in on it.
 
Jennifer felt John’s eyes on her and naturally she was blushing again. She hated the trait and wished that it wasn’t such an obvious one. Her gaze held his as he walked past and her eyes took a natural descent down to his crotch, which of course was once again hard. Jennifer glanced back up at John and wondered why exactly his body was reacting that way. Was it because of her or something more? In the beginning she had to admit her curiosity was for the man, now though it was for the object under his pants. A part of her though said “run away”, she would be dealing with a freak, another part told her to “just do it.” She knew which part her friend and co-worker Amber would listen to.

A cough from the direction of the reception desk, forced Jennifer to drag her attentions once more back to work. She walked over to Amber and conversed with her for a few minutes once she got the girl to stop gushing over the size of Needlemen’s hidden member. She didn’t want to discuss the man at all. There was something not normal about all of this and it was beginning to truly bother her. She turned back to the conventioneers that were coming out of the main room. Several were muttering words that made her blush. “Penis” “Drug” “Enhancement” “Needlemen’s use”

The last bit of words were eventually strung together and Jennifer’s jaw dropped. She turned slowly back to Amber and then stared wordlessly at her for a while. Once the lobby was empty she chuckled softly. “He’s on drugs,” she whispered to the other woman.

“Drugs? He doesn’t look like a druggie,” Amber replied.

“No... not those kind. I mean his kind, the kind the Wasco folks are here about. He’s on a sexual enhancement drug. That’s why he. . .” she blushed profusely, “the way he is.” She lifted a brow and waited for Amber to catch her meaning.

“Ohhh,” the young girl said when dawning filled her features. “Poor guy. Now you really should help him out. You’re off in an hour right?”

“Amber!” Jennifer squeaked. “I told you I could not and would not socialize with the guests. I need my job.”

“Pfft. You’re loved around here. No one would tattle on you like they did Sarah. She was a bitch, a royal one even. Everyone around here things you need a good screwing to erase that good girl image you have.”

Jennifer’s jaw dropped, but she said nothing else as she was forced to step away from the desk and allow Amber to help an incoming family that had reservations for the next three days.
 
John tried to listen to the women as he walked by. “I have to look at what this does to a man,” he thought. He headed back to his room and got on the phone to the Research and Development group at his work.

“Hello, I am John Needleman, I was wondering what the adverse effects were if this drug was taken to long?” he waited for a while and then the person at the other end of the line said “If it has been taken for too long of period, there might be an extensive growth to the penis, as well as heightened senses, that is smell, and others would follow. But mostly the penis would grow to a massive size. But if it was stopped, it might just make it to have less growth, but the senses then might be still heightened.” Damn John thought to himself, “That must be why she is so attractive to me, it’s her scent.” He was still thinking of what it did to him, and wondered if it might be beneficial to him, as he would know if he had a shot with that woman. He could feel the growth in his pants again, “This is weird, I am up again, and I have already cum twice.” He tried to shake it out of his system, as he had to go to one more meeting today. “Great, this is all I need, to have a half bone on, and go to the meeting.” He gathered up his papers, and with some regret, headed to one of the meetings he had to attend.

He headed down the hall, and low and behold there she was again, this time he just sniffed the air, but it didn’t smell any different. But as he got closer, it became apparent. She must have been putting her scent into her breath, he could smell it, and they were right about how that sense of smell was now more acute. With a lot of more assertiveness he walked past her this time saying “Good afternoon,” to her, and just gave a big smile to her, as he continued walking. He was going to try this new feeling he had. He continued to the meeting and set up his laptop, and went threw the sales meeting with not to much trouble, showing his charts and graphs, like he had done so many times before. There was one woman in this group. And she just kept looking at him, wondering if it was true that he had a massive dick like she heard the women talking about at the front desk. She just looked at him, and wondered. She could see a massive lump in his pants, but just thought of maybe it was just the way his suit was cut.

But then it happened, in came Jennifer’s scent, she must have been just walking by, but he knew she was close. He could feel it now starting to affect him, and felt that swelling in his pants. “Come on John, get a grip on this, don’t let your dick think for you.” He looked over at the female that was in his group, and her mouth was now open, she must have seen what that monster was possible of. He could feel his cheeks now redden with this new attention that he was getting. She just smiled at him, and then looked down at her lap, she had one of those shakes going on, like she was getting turned on, but didn’t want anyone to notice. John asked the group if there were any questions, hoping not, but there was one. “You have been taking that wonder drug now, do you notice any difference in your size, or anything else.” He looked at the woman, and just smiled. “Ya there is a sizable difference, but there is one other thing, the libido now has much more to offer, and sometimes as a side effect your senses do get a bit of a boost.” She just smiled at him, but she didn’t have that scent. She just must have liked big dicks. John handed out the papers that he had to give that group of the benefits of the drug, and quickly headed out the door.

He didn’t get to far, and that scent hit him again. “Now where is she” he thought.
 
“Ever feel like a piece of meat?” Jennifer said suddenly and then slapped her hand over her mouth. She’d been tucked against the soda machine and had seen the man approaching. So she’d kept herself still and quiet, but then she had looked around the cooling structure and had caught sight of the man’s very full and very erect package.

She dropped her hand and chewed nervously on her lower lip. “I’m sorry, that was rude of me. I’m not sure where it came from or why I said it.” She did though. She’d felt like she was ogling him and she knew he’d been her. They were both “pieces of meat” ripe for the plucking.

“It seems we’re running into each other a lot,” she said, hoping to turn the conversation to more stable ground. “Are you enjoying your stay? Everything in your room up to par? If not you know you don’t have to hesitate picking up the phone and calling the front desk.”

She licked her lips and fought to keep her eyes glued to his face. Every second that passed, she rewarded herself for doing just that and not glancing at his erection. “Do you need anything? A soda? I was about to have one of my own. I’m off work in a bit and got thirsty.” She spun around and quickly popped some change into the machine.

“Calm down,” she whispered to herself as she waited for her Mountain Dew to roll into her hands. She hated another aspect of her personality. The babbles of a witless female was as annoying as the hot blushes of her pale complexion. “So do you need anything?” she asked rising up from her stooped position with her cold soda.
 
“Ever feel like a piece of meat?”

John just followed his nose to Jennifer. “Do I, maybe a meat Popsicle” He snickered a bit after that comment. John watched her moves, and his nose new now she was what he smelt. It was strange thing to smell to, it was musky, but not that bad kind, but she did have an effect on him. It must have been her pheromones; his scenes now could detect it. She was cute the way she was shy, but not to shy. It made him wonder about her.

“I’m sorry, that was rude of me. I’m not sure where it came from or why I said it.”

John was starting to like the little comments that she was making. “No problem we at times do stick our feet in our mouths.” What the hell was he saying, he just was trying to get her off his mind right at this moment. And not let that monster loose in his pants.

“It seems we’re running into each other a lot.” John just thought, “ya, and I know why now, I can’t get you out of my mind.” He watched her lips, the light licking, and the way she would bite her lower lip. He could see her from time to time look at his lump in his trousers, he had a trouser snake for her, but he didn’t know if she was game. “What am I thinking, I have never been this way before.”

“Are you enjoying your stay? Everything in your room up to par? If not you know you don’t have to hesitate picking up the phone and calling the front desk.”

I started to know what I wanted, but I think the front desk would frown on it if I asked for Jennifer. “Damn man, she is flirting her ass of for you, look at her.” John now realized that she was trying to make small talk just like he was trying to avoid the problem at hand.

“Do you need anything? A soda? I was about to have one of my own. I’m off work in a bit and got thirsty.”

John just thought, “She is going to be off soon, well now, maybe I will just have to see where this is going to go.” He watched her with intent as she stooped down to pick up her Mountain Dew, he caught that whisper from her lips as she was crouched down, “Calm down” was what he herd, but she was not the one that needed to be calmed down. John could see her blush, and knew that she was just the right height to look that monster in the eye, as she got up, he could see a very cheeky red blush on her. “Yes, I will divine and concur this fine looking lady.” Damn, what am I thinking?

“So do you need anything?” That’s all it took. John just looked at her in the eye. “Maybe we should have dinner.”
 
Jennifer bit down on her tongue. She was going to say yes and she knew it, but she wanted to sound less ditzy than she had been since she’d seen John coming toward her. She swallowed the lump in her throat, opened her drink and took a large gulp, then proceeded to choke on it. She coughed hard and waved off his assistance. After several moments of wracking and sputtering, her features now more brilliantly red than before and her eyes watering from the lack of oxygen, Jennifer croaked out a “sure”.

She then fanned herself and took another drink, this one slid easily down the correct pipe. After a moment or two, she sighed and faced John again. “I’m off in an hour. I can’t be seen leaving with a guest, so perhaps you can come by my home? The hotel can provide a car if you didn’t come here in yours.” She chewed again on her lower lip as she pulled a business card from the jacket of her hotel blazer.

A pen soon followed and on the back of the crisp white and silver embossed paper, she wrote her street address and personal phone number, as well as her cell. She handed the card to John and smiled. “My name’s Jennifer Monet,” she answered, then chuckled. “But if you read the card you’d see that, wouldn’t you.”

“I really should go. I’ll see ya at umm. . .six?” She studied his face and for the first time found herself more than willing to gaze at him and not his very obvious hard on. It really was unnatural she thought to herself as she fought once more to keep her eyes level with his.
 
He kept eyeing her. In her own way she was cute, but there was that erotic nature to her, she was carrying something inside her. He watched her bite her tongue then take a heavy swig on that Mountain Dew. She started to choke on it, and John with his now mind running away with him wondered if she would choke on his cum. “Damn man, help her.” He thought, but she waved him on as not to need his help.

“Sure.” Was all she said. She was standing their fanning herself from the lack of air that she had just endured. He watched her mannerism, and how she was acting now that she recovered from her wrong pipe drink.

“I’m off in an hour. I can’t be seen leaving with a guest, so perhaps you can come by my home? The hotel can provide a car if you didn’t come here in yours.”

John just smiled, “No problem, I have my car here, and I’ll get a map quest on your location.” He watched her cute biting her lower lip, and the whispers that she had on her lips. Intently he watched her write on the back of her business card. He was watching her face, and her body signs, he was not being able to now sense her as she did her little things.

“My name’s Jennifer Monet,” she answered, and then chuckled. “But if you read the card you’d see that, wouldn’t you.” He just laughed a bit at her comment, “Nice to meet you Jennifer Monet, I am John Needleman, but you probably know that already too.” Both had a bit of a slight moment at that comment.

“I really should go. I’ll see ya at umm . . .six?” He watched her as she now intently looked into his eyes. He could now see why she was so stunning, it was her eyes that told on her, and gave his pathway to her soul. He knew he had to get back to his room now, his cock had gave him away again, and with a slight nod, “I will see you than Jennifer.” He turned and headed back to his room, for a much needed cum, and to take a shower again to get this hot sticky feeling off him. She could make his blood boil with those eyes. Back at his room he again figured that he should cum. He needed it so just in case tonight things might get out of hand, and he didn’t want to be a bit too fast. He thought of how many times he now has cum, but every time he did, it seemed to be just about the same as the previous time, and maybe even more.

After a shower, and getting map quest to her house, he headed off to the car. “Be still John, you got some casual slacks on, and these Dockers do have a bit more room in them. Think of car batteries, and tires if you have to, just don’t let it get out of hand.” He was in control now, for the moment. He stopped on the way to Jennifer’s house, and got some flowers, just in case. And was sitting at her house at 5:56, “Well John, here we go.” Going to the door, he rang it, and waited for Jennifer to get there, he heard footsteps walking to it, and it opened, that smell, he could feel it starting to stiffen again. “Good evening Jennifer, these are for you.” Handing her the flowers, there was quite a view before him.
 
Jennifer was a little frustrated with herself. She’d darted out of work, grabbed her dry cleaning and then hurried home, almost running over a cat, a squirrel and a basketball that had rolled into the street. Now she was putting her job on the line... for what? Dinner with a guy she didn’t know. She chewed on her pink-hued lips and tasted the lip gloss she’d smeared on them just a few minutes ago. She heard a car pull up and took a deep breath, then approached the door, opened it and smiled at the man who had possessed her thoughts since the first time she’d seen him.

“Hi,” she said and stepped back. She grinned wider when he produced the flowers and offered them to her. “Thank you,” she whispered and then stepped away. “Come in and I’ll be ready in a bit. I just need to put these in some water, grab my shoes and my purse.”

She walked away, and disappeared in the kitchen, where she pulled a crystal vase from a shelf and filled it with cool water. The flowers were pushed inside and she arranged them with a gentle hand. Jennifer then went back out to the main room and placed the beautiful display on the table, near her staircase. She looked around to find John watching her. She blushed, but walked over to him where her shoes rested on the floor.

“Excuse me,” she said and placed her hand on his shoulder to stead herself as she pulled first the one shoe on, arranged the strap and then repeated the process with the other. When she was done, she felt herself wanting to sway into him and her hand brushed down his chest. Her fingers grazed his waist and she blushed when her eyes followed and she took in his response to him. “Sorry,” she whispered and then turned away to grab her pocket book. “All set,” she told him, then turned around and waited for him to lead her on.
 
“Thank you,” Jennifer said to him. He noticed her glowing smile, and just looked at her. He knew he was in trouble, and had herd of many a man falling to the curse of the red head. But she was different; she had a style of her own.

“Come in and I’ll be ready in a bit. I just need to put these in some water.” He would have followed her fine ass anywhere in the world at this point. As he watched her go to the other room he just looked around, and took in that heavenly scent that he just could not shake from his senses. He could hear her rattling around in the other room, and as she came back out watched as she had put the flowers in a vase and put it on the table. I couldn’t help but watch her as she flowed around the room. She then walked to where he was standing; he thought maybe he might be in trouble if she was going to kiss him, or something else. Then he looked at his feet were her shoes.

“Excuse me.” She said to him as he felt her hand on his shoulder, she just used him to get her shoes on, and that touch sent him to feeling like his Dockers were going to burst. “Steady John, think of car batteries, and tires.” He did have a bit of control, but with her touches he new he was loosing. Her touch to him was like feathers, just lightly touching him. He was loosing a battle and he knew it. “Damn man, get a grip, she is only touching you.” He just lightly closed his eyes thinking deep in himself. He watched her as her hand now trailed down her chest, and lower. “Oh shit, she is going to freak out any min.” Thoughts of what she was doing just went threw his mind. “If she only knew what I am going threw, she wouldn’t do this.” He could feel his Dockers straining, as his monster with their engorged balls now were to the left side of his pants leg, pulling at the very fabric that held them on.

“Sorry,” he heard her whisper. And turned away to grab her purse, and headed towards the door. “All set,” as he walked up to her and wandered to the front door. He could feel her eyes now looking at him, and he knew that she could not mistake the bulge in his left pants leg. He thought, “this is going to be tougher than he thought,’ her scent was now radiating threw his mind, and his soul now started to take note, as well as his now engorged hard on. “It should be ok, now what kind of trouble can I get into eating.” Little did he know, this night was just starting.
 
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Jennifer stepped out into the cool afternoon air and waited as John pulled the door to her home closed behind her. She turned, slid her key in the lock and turned the hammer so the click of security was easily heard. She then took a moment to compose her thoughts, faced his car and headed down the porch to slip into the passenger side of the vehicle. John was there to shut her door for her and she thanked him, then secured the buckle and waited for him to get behind the wheel.

She kept her gaze facing the front. The apparent arousal in his pants was quite distracting and made her uncomfortable, but she didn’t want to show that to John. She was sure that if he was aware of the drug’s affect on his system he’d have stopped taking the product. . .wouldn’t he? She mused. What man would want that twenty-four seven? Jennifer chewed on her lip and waited for them to pull out of her drive.

“Since you’re not familiar with the best places to eat, I’ll point you in the direction of a great Cajun restaurant. Bayou Boys is just three blocks to the east and you’ll love their Cajun Pie appetizers.”

Jennifer smiled over at her date for the evening and told herself that she’d have a good time. She’d keep her eyes on his, or she’d die trying. Why bring more attention to his uncomfortable state. It was an apparent problem and one he was physically having a hard time controlling. She wanted to ask him about the conversations she’d over heard from the conventioneers, but she told herself it wasn’t her business. They were just having dinner, not fucking, like Amber had suggested earlier that day.

They reached the restaurant and Jennifer focused on the crowd of patrons that were obviously waiting for their tables to be called. “No reservations are ever taken here. It’s a first come first serve. But if you don’t mind eating in the bar, we can usually be seated right away.”
 
Letting Jennifer out the door he closed it and headed to the car. She got in and he closed the door. “I can feel it I am getting in control,” he thought. He closed the door for her and headed to the drivers side.

"Since you’re not familiar with the best places to eat, I’ll point you in the direction of a great Cajun restaurant. Bayou Boys is just three blocks to the east and you’ll love their Cajun Pie appetizers.”

John could feel a bit relieved, as he now started to feel more comfortable with Jennifer, it was a lovely evening and the company was pretty good. She was just sitting there from time to time looking into his eyes. “I know I can do this,” he kept thinking. Arriving at the restaurant he now felt like he knew that it was now ok. Entering Bayou Boys he just watched the people there in the place.

“No reservations are ever taken here. It’s a first come first serve. But if you don’t mind eating in the bar, we can usually be seated right away.” As she entered the bar with John, he was now feeling better, and it seem that the Cajun seasoning was now killing that scent that was in his nose, he was getting a reprieve. He thought “I really have to get some of this seasoning, it works, and I don’t feel anything can bother me know. He could see she wanted to know something. But it looked like she was having troubles with what she wanted to say. But this was her town; he was just a visitor here. He liked the way she looked; the sense now hit him more once the seasoning scents had numbed him a bit. He was at a loss of words now, but still just smiled at Jennifer. “So Jennifer, what do you do for fun around this town?” He figured it would be about the easest question he could ask.
 
Jennifer kept her gaze fixated on John’s face and smiled as they waited for their table. They had fifteen minutes to kill and idle conversation was how they spent it. She told him of one of the local hot spots, a dance club not too far from the restaurant they were currently visiting. “I’ve not been there in a long time though, but Amber, one of the girls at the hotel frequents it quite often.” She told him of a few “family” spots, a park in the center of downtown, as well as a Zoo and a Museum. Both she did often visit. “Especially, the Zoo,” she added, just as John’s name was called and they were shown to their table.

Once seated Jennifer poured over her menu. Eventually she ordered a plate of Cajun pies as an appetizer and a bottle of beer to wash it all down. The waitress waited patiently for John to make his selection. Jennifer rested her hands on her lap; she sat across from John, wondering what he was thinking about this place. He seemed more relaxed than when he’d first showed up at her home. Perhaps he’d just been overly excited and was now calming down.

She thought of the drugs he’d been taking and chewed on the inside of her cheek, wanting to ask him about them, but again she told herself it was his business and not hers. She always had a curious streak and it often landed her in trouble. This time though. . .she just might want the trouble.
 
John sat with Jennifer for a while at the bar, he seemed now to be in a bit of control, as she spoke, he was either getting more relaxed with her, or it was the Cajun spices in the air. He could hear her talking about this and that, and then she talked about a club.

“I’ve not been there in a long time though, but Amber, one of the girls at the hotel frequents it quite often.” He was wondering why she had said that, and just wondered if she wanted to go there after eating and show him off. He could see her whispers under her breath, not enough though to hear. He now watched her face, how her eyes seem to sparkle, and the movements of her lips, and that cute way she bit her lip or insides of her mouth.

“Table ready for John Needleman,” he heard them calling. He helped Jennifer up from her chair and they walked into the main dining room. She did have her scent, but with this heavenly Cajun smells in here it was easy to forget it. But she was with him, and the more he looked, the more he liked what he saw. Getting to the table they went over the menu, and the waitress waited for their orders. She ordered a plate of Cajun pies as an appetizer and a bottle of beer to wash it all down. The waitress looks to him and not thinking, “ Sounds good to me too”. Quite a decision he made there, just blurting it out.
He was like a fish out of water, but he was controlling himself. He could see she was sitting there with that thought look on her face. “Why don’t you just come out and ask me what you are thinking.” Thinking to himself that was bold move. She still pondered over his words, but dinner now was there.

Watching her every move, how she carried herself, this was odd how she did things. But she had a look that said things to him. “Well Jennifer, do you have any questions as to what our company does out in the real world.” With that he smiled at her, and he could see that look and her lightly biting at her lip.
 
Their beer and appetizers arrived at the same time John’s question did. “Well,” she said, “I do know that your company deals with various forms of pharmaceuticals.” She popped a cajun pie into her mouth and chewed on it, hoping to keep the conversation away from what drugs had been discussed while the conventioneers were walking out.

“You’re in town for a week? Right?” She waited for his answer and then the server returned for their main order as well as dropping off another beer for them both, though Jennifer was still nursing her first. “Thank you,” she replied, then ordered herself

She ordered a cajun shrimp salad and a pile of fried crawfish to dip in tarter sauce. John ordered his own meal, the same salad as Jennifer had, but opted for crawfish creole instead of the fried shellfish. “I’m just curious about you,” she told him. “What do you do inside the company?” she asked, popping another cajun pie into her mouth and sipping some more on her drink.
 
John watch with intent as she spoke, with the appetizers arriving he knew he was safe for a bit.

“Well,” she said, “I do know that your company deals with various forms of pharmaceuticals.” He watched her as she ate, that look ran away with the food they were eating. He savored the flavor of his Cajon pie, and the beer just went so good with it.

“You’re in town for a week? Right?” He smiled at her “Yes I am, but with this food here I could find more time to stay.” Giving her a quick smile, his mind now was starting to revert back to his own self. He always had a problem with that, where small talk and banter was a problem, until he felt comfortable. The waitress came over and brought another beer to the table and he listened to her order. John thought of the spices and ordered just about the same thing, but with the crawfish Creole.

“I’m just curious about you,” she told him. “What do you do inside the company?”

John thought for a min, “Well I started with this company about 15 years ago, we were into the standard vitamins, and some other non essential things, but about 3 years ago the new owners started to manufacture pills for increasing the size of ahh, well mans penis, it was suppose to heighten the size as well as give him more stamina, we have been now selling it local, but now we are going to go global, this does work.” He could feel sweat now starting on his forehead, he was in control but he didn’t want to get into what it can do. “I am the person in charge of sales, I keep the salespeople informed in what they do, and how the product works. I know there is one drug that is now going to be released soon for woman, they have two that will be coming out, one for breast growth, and one that will increase there libido.” On that one he wondered if he had gone to far. “That was not called for, but she did ask” thinking to himself. He could see the waitress coming with there food now, and wondered what she was fishing for, but he could see her lips now moving a bit, she had more she wanted to hear about.
 
Jennifer licked her fingers; the spicy tarter sauce had found a home at the end of her digits. She could have opted for the cloth napkin that was next to her, but she was comfortable with her date, something she didn’t even realize until after the cleansing was done. She then wiped her moist digits on the napkin and settled in to listen to John speak about his life, his company, and then the drug.

A smirk lifted from one corner of her mouth as he mentioned the sexual enhancement drug and then her brows rose when he mentioned the breast drug. She shook her head in amazement. “Wow. I’m sorry to be so nosey and you don’t have to answer this if you don’t want. I’ll even not hold a grudge if you walk out of here afterwards. Are you taking it?”

She quickly followed up with, “The only reason I ask is well. . .others were talking when they came out of the meeting room and well, your name was mentioned. You’ve been well. . .” she looked to the ceiling and whispered, “noticeable.” She hoped he understood what she meant. Jennifer’s eyes dropped back down to her lap and she fidgeted with her napkin. “I mean you don’t have to answer, honest. I’m sorry. I really don’t know why I do that... open my mouth and insert my foot.”

She blushed bright red and then said a silent prayer when she saw the waitress returning with a third beer. She’d down the first shortly after receiving the second and had shot through the second when her spicy supper had arrived.
 
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John watched Jennifer licking her fingers, but his nasty mind set in for a bit, “Oh just look at her the way she is licking those fingers, boy would I like to get me some of that.” He thought where did that come from, ya she was this sexy redhead sitting across from him but geesh what am I thinking. He was enjoying her as much as the food before him, and he knew this food was doing him good as he was in control now. After what he had said he watched her mouth, and knew she was thinking of what to say, and what she might want to do.

“Wow. I’m sorry to be so nosey and you don’t have to answer this if you don’t want. I’ll even not hold a grudge if you walk out of here afterwards. Are you taking it?” John could feel the warmth come up in his face. And then she said “The only reason I ask is well . . .others were talking when they came out of the meeting room and well, your name was mentioned. You’ve been well . . . noticeable.” The flush in his face now was beat red, he felt warm, and he now knew why they all were whispering in the meeting this afternoon.

“I mean you don’t have to answer, honest. I’m sorry. I really don’t know why I do that... open my mouth and insert my foot.” With that he chuckled. He knew what she wanted to know, just didn’t know how to say it.

He thought for only a min on it, but then “Yes, yes I am taking it, I did do a bit overboard with it, but now have stopped taking it, but I do notice with it that it has some side effects. I can smell different things, and I do have a bit more self feeling as I can now talk better with women.” John thought, “Oh shit I said to much.” He just sat there, and watched her face turn to a beat red then, she thought of what she said I could see. I could see her looking at the waitress now bringing the 3rd beer; it must have loosened up her tongue to speak.

“Well Jennifer, I will tell you what happened, and from your look you think you said to much, but you didn’t. I am quite large now, and I don’t know if any woman could take this monster now. I am always in a state of arousal, and it don’t seem to ever go away, so if you want to know, I will gladly tell you, just ask me.” He felt somewhat relieved that he finally let someone know what was going on. Jennifer’s face was now really red, to the tips of her ears. She was working on that 3rd beer like it was water, and it wasn’t the foods spicy flavor she was trying to hide. “So Jennifer you want to go out dancing after we get done here?” He figured he had better change the subject before it got any deeper into what he had said.
 
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