Kendra Singh-Mathews turned right off a torn up Speedvale Avenue onto Carmine Place, a quiet residential cul-de-sac in the bedroom community of Guelph. She was aware that her late model silver SLK Class Mercedes hardtop convertible was not the type of vehicle the locals were used to seeing parked on their street and she would only be able to observe the Victoria and Speedvale intersection for a little while for he presence to go unnoticed. There was one person in particular that she did wish would take notice.

It was a week earlier that while winding her way home from work in her father’s pharmacy in Brampton, she first encountered the massive inconvenience of a major intersection on her usual route had been torn up for sewer and buried services upgrades by the city. The project was scheduled to last a month and added fifteen minutes to an already ridiculous commute and her initial reaction was one of resigned frustration. As she inched towards the dusty center of a maelstrom of local traffic and heavy equipment she noticed a very tall young black man wearing an orange hardhat and matching safety vest in what seemed impossibly tight faded blue jeans. He was shirtless, betraying wide muscular shoulders atop a broad back with thick sinewy arms. He was leaning on a stop sign held with one hand, and had a walkie-talkie in the other. College student, she thought, probably engineering, and either football or a basketball player. With his back turned, she took the opportunity to study the long muscular legs that descended from his gorgeous backside. Black guys always have the best asses, she thought, realizing as her pulse quickened that she was turning on.

He turned around raising the walkie to lips and gazed through tinted glasses down the length of traffic accumulating along Speedvale. She was stopped two vehicles and perhaps twenty feet from him, close enough to observe the sharp features of his face contrasted by large full lips that were framed in a thick goatee. Her eyes were transfixed upon his torso trying to discern how much definition his abdominal muscles betrayed. Her pulse quickening, she gasped as her stare shifted to his package. He was clearly huge; his jeans doing nothing to conceal a long thick member that appeared shrink wrapped to his left thigh.

Kendra’s fingers slid easily under the hem of her short skirt to the moistening folds of her sex unconsciously. As she continued to study the young man an idea contemplated for some months now was undergoing a subtle review. She would need to examine this young stud in detail. As she became transfixed by his sensual form, awareness of the hubbub of activity around her collapsed into the tunnel vision of raw lust. Her middle and index finger had pushed slowly into her vagina, as she applied gentle pressure to a swelling clitoris. The new silk panties her husband had given her the weekend before were now soaked in her dew. Several minutes passed as local traffic cleared the intersection to an unaware Kendra hypnotized by the sexy form in front of her.

Quite suddenly she became aware that he was looking straight at her. Her heart jumped releasing a flood of moisture into her folds as she clamped her knees together. Momentarily flustered she quickly realized that he was looking at the car, not her, and could not possibly have noticed her masturbating while studying him- could he?

He had turned the sign from Stop to Slow and the vehicles ahead of her had crept gingerly into the torn up intersection. Kendra was keenly self conscious as she allowed her car to roll forward, focused on the crunching sound of gravel under her tires and her pounding heart trying to regain some composure. As the Mercedes approached the spot where the young man was standing he reached out and gently tapped the hood of the convertible.

“Miss please hold up a second he had turned the sign to Stop once again.

“Yes croaked Kendra, still in a highly aroused state if not a little embarrassed at the possibility of her indiscretion being observed.

“Miss this intersection is going to be under construction for at least a month. With all this crushed stone and heavy equipment around, I would hate to see such a fine machine chipped or damaged. May I suggest that you find an alternate route on your way through here? He studied the gorgeous leather interior noting the black and red leather seating.

His gaze shifted from the impressive interior to the equally exotic Kendra. From his position standing over her he had the perfect view of her ample cleavage, swollen breasts cupped in a lace bra under a shear low cut shear blouse. A gorgeous young rich East Indian girl in a beautiful convertible. It was a sight like this that made the long hot days doing this dusty job worthwhile.

Her nipples protruded slightly as she leaned back to look up at him. Feeling his burning gaze inspecting her smooth brown thighs she realized the attraction was mutual. She smiled warmly, the embarrassment now forgotten as she felt her power over this sexy young black man. Spreading her knees slowly and thrusting out her chest ever so slightly she opened the console and produced a bottle of chilled ice water, handing it to the young man.

“Thank you. That is very good advice she allowed her eyes to take a closer look at his package and realized it was swelling and forcing its way further down his leg before her eyes. Will you be here every day controlling traffic until the job is done? she enquired, her gazed locked on the growing outline of that incredible penis.

He was shocked and thrilled at her generosity, Yes miss I'll be your traffic controller on this commute construction nightmare, and thank you for the water, that is so very kind of you He twisted the cap off and tilted his head back as he began to empty the bottle down his throat. His penis had swelled to an incredible nine or ten inches by Kendra’s estimate and now began to thicken.

“Are you a summer student? she asked, gaze still focused on his member glancing briefly at his abdomen. His core was incredibly muscled with a trace of tight curly hair betraying the adipose line that ran from between his large angular pecks down to the treasure straining against the crotch of his jeans.

He replaced the cap on the bottle and handed it back to her. Yes Miss I’m studying Civil Engineering at Waterloo. Thank you again-much appreciated.

“Now I have some of your DNA she smiled taking the bottle and placing it on the passenger seat. Reaching across the driver’s side door she placed her left hand on the side view mirror. Her elbow was now pressed against his straining phallus. She then boldly placed her right hand on her left elbow, her finger tips resting on top of the outline of his rapidly hardening phallus. Somewhere down the growing line of accumulated traffic behind Kendra, an impatient driver leaned on the horn.

The young man was taken aback. He wasn’t sure whether it was because of what she said or her not so subtle copping a feel. Without backing up he leaned forward slightly pushing back against her touch, and looked down at where her smooth thighs disappeared under her tight skirt. He noticed that it had shifted up an inch or two and was now well above mid thigh.

“I would sure love an opportunity to take this to the edge and hear it scream for me…Well I better let you go. Can’t hold up traffic any longer. If you do pass by again at least raise the top up. You wouldn’t want that fine interior to fill up with all this dust. Bye pretty lady, thanks again for the water! he said. Damn, he thought, this babe is too hot to be real.

Kendra purred as she squeezed his now straining cock before returning her hands to the wheel. See you later then traffic man she chuckled.

He backed up unaware or indifferent to the rampant display that radiated from his groin and turned the sign to Slow. Kendra looked at him briefly from head to toe once again and with a sexy grin eased the convertible through the intersection. The young man watched as she slowly accelerated through the construction site.

“Asshole! an impatient motorist offered out his window as he passed by the traffic controller. He just smirked, and offered in reply, Have a nice day! watching the minivan wade into the intersection. As his gazed searched ahead to recapture Kendra’s Mercedes he discovered it had gone. Damn fine, he thought. I will have to think of something to say to her next time

Five minutes later Kendra had parked her Merc in the garage and raised the top. She was incredibly horny, her pussy now moist and swollen. She pulled her panties down and over knees and deciding to remove them completely, inspected them for any sign of spotting. She was closely monitoring her monthly menstrual cycle in anticipation of becoming pregnant and wanted to confirm where she was in the nature of things. It was now day six and her husband would now have no excuse to avoid pleasuring her orally. She had been denying him sexual intercourse for two months, as she prepared her body for pregnancy. She didn’t want it to happen until the middle of summer in order to have a spring birth and allow time to take prenatal vitamins in preparation. Giving her body a chance to flush out any residual birth control and to increase her work out routine slightly was the advice from her physician that dovetailed neatly with her plans.

Kendra was a creature of habit, as strong willed as she was beautiful, and definitely wore the pantsuit in her two year marriage. She didn’t discuss getting pregnant with her husband she simply informed him that he would impregnate her in the summer, and further instructed that they would no longer have intercourse until day seven of her July cycle at which time he would be required to perform twice daily for the next eleven days. He was told to book his vacation accordingly.

He had immediately complained that he didn’t think he could go without sex that long and offered the use of condoms as a possible alternative. Kendra in a sharp voice reminded him that they irritated her vagina and that he needn’t think only of his cock and what he needed. They were talking about having children and she wanted to be certain their baby had the best possible start. This exchange turned into a nasty marital quarrel that lasted until they went to bed whereupon Kendra resolved that she needed to take steps to ensure her complete dominance over her husband and that she would use sex to force his final capitulation and subservience.

In spite of her husbands tender apologies and advances Kendra resisted him for a week. She wanted to ensure that his libido would be a strong allie in their power struggle and that he couldn’t resist her terms. She conspired to prevent him the opportunity to masturbate and wore seductive clothing to keep his interest piqued. On the eight day of this treatment, Kendra was ready to make her move.

When her husband had returned from his morning run she greeted him at the door of their two bedroom condo in a filmy teddy, having just masturbated herself to orgasm.

“Hi Honey, how was your run? she said reaching up to kiss him softly on the lips, gently offering her tongue.

Her husband quickly responded, his erection obvious in his running shorts. She described how she had laid in bed and masturbated while he was out running thinking of what it felt like when he licked and sucked her pussy. She then explained how she fantasized about him watching her masturbate. He was nearly delirious with the desire for sex and began pawing at her. She reminded him that she would not allow intercourse but would let him lick her pussy for as long as he wanted. He complained that he needed to cum and that he needed more than oral sex to be satisfied.

Smiling Kendra took her husband by the hand into their bedroom where she had prepared a footstool on her side of the bed. Dropping her panties, she reclined on the bed spreading her legs wide and instructed him to sit down and begin pleasing her. If he performed well then he would get what he needed. Undressing quickly he eagerly sat upon the stool and stared lovingly at Kendra’s sex. She felt the thrill of being on the edge of total sexual control of her husband but realized the next five minutes would make or break the likelihood of his final capitulation.

Her husband continued staring longingly at her moist folds. Her inner lips were swollen and fringed with a dark ring of brown pigment around the outside. He could see the moist soft pink of the interior already stretched out and moistened from play with the insanely large vibrating dildo she liked to toy with. How like a hibiscus flower he thought.

Her pubic hair was thick and long, glistening with her dew. Kendra did not believe in trimming her pubic hair feeling it was a natural part of her. She did however have her bikini line and anal beard permanently removed by electrolysis in the months leading up to their wedding. Her mound was soft and luxuriant with fine long chestnut hair that would hold her scent, driving him crazy.

Kendra let him admire her flower for a minute and then grabbing the hair on top of his head guided his tongue upon her clitoris. Now gently lick me baby and make me cum again…. She waited a couple of minutes while he deftly probed her vagina with his well versed tongue until she was sure that he would be fully erect and approaching a level of arousal that she would not be able to control. Now baby I want you to masturbate and cum hard before we fuck so that you won’t come in me too quickly

Without missing a beat in his tongue drumming on her clitoris he started jerking off while sitting on the footstool. After a moment she sat up offering encouragement and cooing praise for his magnificent penis. As she was saying these things she looked closely at him as he worked his six inch erection furiously. She didn’t find his cock to be that magnificent in reality, having had many larger and harder lovers before their marriage, but understanding the frailty of the male ego, she knew she could manipulate him with praise. He continued stroking in a gradually increasing tempo as she got up and walked behind him leaning over his shoulders from behind.

She rubbed her fingers in her pussy gathering her scent and held them under his nose whispering, Honey I want you to shoot cum all over your chest. Can you do that for me baby?”

Within thirty seconds her husbands body had gone rigid as he masturbated sitting on the footstool at the foot of their bed. He leaned back and offered a fountain of rich creamy semen that jetted as high as his shoulder on the second spasm. Kendra noticed that it had a slightly yellowish tinge, probably because it had been more than a week since his last ejaculation. Kendra knew at that moment that she was in complete control of him sexually. Oh good boy.That was glorious honey. She purred as she led him into the shower stall.

He stood there sheepishly as she prepared the water and then instructing him to stand under the shower she washed his complete body with soap and a face cloth, lavishing him with praise for a magnificent performance fulfilling her most powerful fantasy and making her feel a complete women. It was all scripted well in advance for his benefit and whether aware of it or not, it warmed him as he stood speechless, basking in her attentiveness. Finally she had him kneel before her in the shower as she washed his hair, her vagina inches away from his mouth.

After rinsing his head free of shampoo she turned off the shower and holding the back of his head guided his mouth into her vagina and let him work his tongue furiously against her clit. Her husband had raised one of her legs up and braced her under her thigh to improve access to her sex, and was able to catch her as her knees buckled. Her orgasm was intense and by far the longest she could remember and had she not pressed both hands against the walls of the shower she would have passed out in ecstasy. It was the first of many stand up orgasms she would experience with her submissive husband.

She led him back to the bed and gently towelled his body dry, paying particular attention to his now erect penis. She wrapped her hand around it in a tight squeeze measuring its girth and hardness. It seemed a little shorter post orgasm but was now very hard and as thick as she had ever seen it. Pushing him gently down on the bed she took his penis in her mouth and worked it with a gentle suck and swirl motion tasting carefully for any sign of semen. After a few minutes her husband began groaning with pleasure but there was no sign of pre-cum. She had been successful in washing him clean.

She squatted over him cowboy style allowing him an excellent view of her D cup breasts, her nipples swollen with the arousal she felt over her new position of dominance. Grasping his penis at the base she placed the tip against her outer labia and descended down upon his shaft easily, keenly aware that her pussy unaccustomed to two orgasms was hypersensitive. She began to grind her pussy hard against his groin placing pressure against her clit although she knew that this was often uncomfortable for her husband if she did it for too long. He did not complain, but after a minute, she could feel him trying to adjust his position to one that was more comfortable.

“Hold on baby, I’m almost done She continued grinding until she could feel him softening due to discomfort. She pushed him a little further then abruptly stood up and turning around, squatted with her pussy above his mouth.

He eagerly went to work, pausing occasionally as she ground her clit against his chin. She watched as his penis returned to full erection as she described what a fantastic lover he was becoming. She described how sexy it made her feel to watch him masturbate for her and then asked if he would do it again for her. He eagerly agreed…

That became the pattern of their sex. Kendra stayed on the pill for another couple of months as she trained her husband to avoid orgasm inside her without her express permission, for which she was gradually coming to realize, would never be forthcoming. Each morning she would greet him from his run and take him to the footstool. Usually he was erect in anticipation and she would watch him masturbate without having him satisfy her orally first. Sometimes she would wear a pair of panties to bed and then while he masturbated, she would hold them to his face forcing him to breathe her scent while he came.

Kendra was content in her marriage and loved her husband and recognized how rare it was to find such a good match in a partner who could be content and submissive to her desires. He was also a good provider and had a brilliant professional career ahead of him, although money was of little to concern to her. Her family owned pharmaceutical business promised to offer all the income she would need once control passed from her father to her. Kendra realized that in order to have children which she desperately wanted to, she needed a partner who would be supportive to her professional needs and stay home and look after the kids while she ran the business.

Her husband was the best fit she could find to fulfill that role although she remained unconvinced that he was good genetic material for the father of her children. Although a wonderful, willing and submissive life partner, Kendra wanted more in the biological father of her children. She would prefer someone larger physically and with a much more aggressive take charge personality, much like her own. Her husband scored well in the intelligence department but she felt that she could do better. There were of course the other physical characteristics that she felt was mandatory, and that was that the father of her children had to appeal physically to all women, and be well endowed sexually. She wanted her baby to have all the advantages of physical beauty, sexual power, and a stable financially secure upbringing with loving parents. In typical Kendra style, she wanted it all.

Leaving the parking garage and locking the vehicle with the key remote as confirmed by the echoing blast of the horn, she headed for the elevator thinking that perhaps as a variation in play she would let her husband fuck her with her toy while she sucked his cock to orgasm. Her musk soaked panties would quickly get the party started. She knew that she would be thinking about the young black man in any case while her husband did her bidding.

Getting on the elevator she pushed the button for the seventeenth floor and then looked herself up and down in the full length mirror that covered the back wall of the elevator. Five feet nine inches tall, with size thirty-six D breasts atop a toned midriff. She was proud of her narrow waste over broad sensual hips and buttocks that had been toned by a lifetime of modern dance classes first at the insistence of her parents and then for her own enjoyment. Her shoulder length hair gathered in a ponytail, a rich chocolate brown, complemented her black eyes and smooth brown complexion owed to her East Indian heritage. At twenty two years, she felt in the prime of her sexual power and the best possible child bearing age.

The elevator stopped on the lobby level and opened to reveal the blind man that lived on the eighteenth floor with his Seeing Eye dog Calvin. Hello she volunteered, making him aware of her presence out of courtesy.

“Hi. How are you today Kendra? he replied recognizing her sexy voice immediately.

“I’m good thanks and how are you Calvin? she said squatting down with her back against the elevator wall to greet the large German Sheppard.

The dog knew Kendra and was happy to get some affection and licked her face in greeting, catching the scent of something else. He lowered her head to her knees and caught the trace scent of where she had lowered her panties over her toned calves. His tongue instantly tasted the alluring mixture of skin cream, salt and cunny-dew that coated her lower legs. He began licking her inner calves and shins, snorting as he took in more of her bouquet.

At first Kendra didn’t realize what Calvin was doing, recognizing he was affectionate and loved to give kisses to her when they met, but then he lunged quickly forcing his nose between her legs and forcing them apart as he searched for the source of the delight. Kendra was pushed off balance and leaned back against the elevator wall spreading her legs wide, allowing complete access to the insistent animal.

His cold nose pressed against her outer labia as his tongue extended an inch into her moist vagina. His long supple tongue rolled back out again, the tip flicking across her swelling clitoris. He snorted a blast of warm air against her pussy that sent electricity through her loins. She quickly grabbed his collar with both hands and looked up at the blind man to see if he noticed what his dog was doing. His back was to her and he appeared unaware.

The day’s events and the rising heat in her loins suddenly made her feel wicked. She would acquiesce and allow his tongue to pleasure her as long as the blind man seemed unaware. Still in a squat with her legs spread wide she hiked her skirt to her waste allowing Calvin complete access to her. His nose, cool and moist pressed against her now open vagina. It felt delicious…

She bit her lower lip desperate to not make a sound and shifted her eyes between the blind man searching for any clue that he was aware of what his dog was doing, and the floor indicating buttons above the elevator door. Third floor. For once she was glad the elevator was so slow. Calvin now inserted what felt like six inches of his tongue into Kendra and then began to lick her inner thighs and pubic mound. It felt so wicked-so good. His tongue exerting amazing pressure forced its way into every fold between her legs, as he sampled her sex. He lowered his head and tried to get her to raise her backside as he thrust his nose under her, trying to investigate below her tail bone.

“Good boy Calvin…Nice to see you again puppy dog she managed to say looking at the back of the blind man’s head. He appeared unconcerned. Fifth floor. Goood boy! she stammered.

For the next twelve floors and perhaps forty five seconds, or what seemed a delightful decadent eternity, Calvin continued to lick and nuzzle her pussy and behind. Kendra was amazed at how wonderful a dog’s tongue felt, the danger of discovery enhancing her pleasure even more. She soon noticed that Calvin was beginning to develop what promised to be a huge pink erection, larger than of her husband’s package. Damn she thought, I should consider getting a dog!

As the elevator coasted to a stop at her floor she stood up smoothing down her skirt. The door opened and before leaving she offered a goodbye to the blind man while glancing down at Calvin who was seated looking up at her. His erection was enormous. She smiled, bent down to give him a kiss on the snout, and reached down to squeeze his phallus to get a sense of the size and texture. It was easily twice as big around as her husband, with a huge lemon sized hard swelling at its fury base. The exposed part that had extended beyond his sheath was pulsing, slippery with hot sticky fluid oozing from the tip and had to be at least a couple of inches longer than what she had become accustomed to.

“Good boy. See you soon Calvin. Bye-Bye and with that she was off the elevator headed for her condo. She sampled the pungent aroma of Calvins penis on her hand and found it pleasant although it tasted quite bitter. Feeling wicked she was now beside herself with desire and wondered briefly if perhaps tonight she would let her husband have his way with her, doggy style! Nope, she thought again, best to stick to the plan.

With the day’s events and the discovery of a very sexy young black available to her, she was starting to think that perhaps she could have her cake and eat it too. She realized that with a bit of careful planning she could have the black stud sire her child and have her husband accept it as his own. He would be upset at first but she would make it right somehow. He would come to understand her need to choose the perfect specimen to give her children and it was her prerogative to decide who that should be.

The blind man looked down at his rampant dog as the elevator reached the eighteenth floor.

“Jesus Christ Calvin, you lucky bastard, how did that sexy bitch taste? It’s definitely a dog’s life after all he laughed and headed for his front door wondering when he would get to witness a spectacle like that again.