Fights off the urge

Trying to fight the feeling she hopped into her jeep and started it up. Dave remained still as Heather tried her best to ignore his taunting glare.
Shifting in reverse, she backed her jeep up and drove past Dave who pivoted on his heels while watching her go by. A smile crept across his face as he walked around to the drivers side of his truck. Hopping in, he started up his truck and thought Tomorrow is another day for my plan.

Pulling into her driveway, Heather pushed the garage door button on her rear-view mirror. The door slid open and she eased her jeep into the garage. Hitting the button again it closed behind her. She sat there with her jeep off, completely flustered from what had happened earlier. She had never felt the need for a cock, but it wasn't for just any cock; it was black cock.

She's had her experience with black cocks, but those were merely blow jobs. She'd never take it any further. Granted the last time she had an interaction of such was with her Neighbor Jesse when they had gotten back from their honeymoon. Her husband had to go to work for some important meeting and she had still be horny since their arrival.

Jesse was outside and she had a taken up on the opportunity to formally introduce her self as well as informally. That was four years ago, but she shook her head a bit as she stepped out of her jeep. Turning off the garages light, she entered her house and was greeted by her husband.

“Hi honey,” he gave her a light kiss on the lips. “How was work?”

“Exhausting, if you don't mind I'm going to sleep. I had a rough day and need some rest,” she placed her stuff on the counter.

“Sure, I'll be up in a phew, just finishing up the dishes,” he kissed her once more and wished her a good night. She headed up stairs and with in seconds was under the covers a sleep.

The next morning Heather was up and about. Thoughts of Dave had diminish and all that was on her mind was getting ready for work. Opening her drawer, she pulled out a skirt and slid it on. It came just below her knees and with one tug, it was even with the knees. Sweeping a light blue dress shirt over her, she slid her arms into the sleeves with ease and began to button up her shirt. She turned and judged her figure in the mirror and smiled. She was quite pleases knowing Dave had a reason to look at her body.

She undid the top two buttons and tugged the bottom of her her shirt and exited the bedroom. She walked down the stairs and smiled at her husband who had a egg sandwich on a plate for her. Leaning over the counter she gave him a kiss and grabbed the sandwich.

“Mm thought I smelled something good,” she took a bite of the sandwich.

“Thought you could use a nice breakfast before you went into work,” he flipped an egg.

“Ah, thanks honey. Taste very good,” she rapped a paper towel around it quick.

“I'll eat it on the way in,” she gave him a departing kiss. “See you later.”
Traffic proved to be nonexistent on Sunday as her ride to work was quite quick. She strode into work with a pure feeling for the fact Dave didn't work today, so there was no reason to procrastinate over him looking at her. Entering the pharmacy, she placed her purse under the back work station.
Logging in she delicately worked on several insurance issues as well as reviewing some new prescriptions. It was appearing to be a blatantly easy day at work. A couple customers had asked for some one on one consultation on their medication and Heather had willingly taken them into the secured consultation room. Each went quick as they were common question as to whether the **** would have an interaction with a current prescription.
The day went on and Heather had completely forgotten about Dave and his antics. Of course a few customers did their own staring, but that was a typical day. Their usually midday jam up came and went. Heather had been reviewing when a voice had asked for some consultation and Heather just responded with a yes and told them to head around the corner.. Finishing up the review of the prescription she turned her head.

“Hey Trista, can you take over while I give a patient consultation?” asked Heather.

“Sure, I can do that,” Trista traded spots with Heather and she headed out the door.
As she closed the door behind her and looked up, she halted in her tracks. Dave stood there waiting by the door. She looked around to see if the patient was around, but Dave smiled noting he was the patient.
“I'm sorry Dave must have been too focused to recognized your voice,” she punched a key sequence into the pad and the door unlocked. She flipped the lights on and took a seat behind the desk as did Dave on the other side. “So whats the problem?”

“Well I would've gone to my doctors, but their closed. So For the past seventeen hours I've been...happy and it won't stop,” said Dave unsure how to explain his situation.

“Um, so being happy isn't what you want to be? I mean its an emotion.”

“No, I've been “happy” for seventeen hours,” he pointed down and Heather peaked over the edge of the desk her eyes widening as an obvious roll ran down his pants came to sight.

“Oh wow um,” she sat back as she tried to think up how to respond to such problem. “Well, did you have any kind of stimulating ****?”

“No, it's a full natural hard-on,” Heather racked her jaw back and forth.

“I really can't put my input in and would have to suggest going to some doctor since I'm not quit qualified to mettle in this matter,” her body slowly cried for what was in his pants.

“Like I said, my doctors not in and I need some kind of solution, because waiting till tomorrow will be a killer,” Heather stared at him, concerned with what could unfold.

“Did you try to relieve any kind of tension by you know,” she nervously moved her hands in jacking off motion.

“Of course, I would feel it coming close to release, but just as I was about to release suddenly the urge would subside leaving me with hard-on in need of relief.”

“Did you ask your fiance to attempt to get relief?”

“Unfortunately, she's out of town on business and before you ask no I don't have someone on the side,” Heather couldn't believe her ears on that one, but didn't poke further.

“Well then let see...Do you know what caused the sudden arousal?” In her mind she already knew the answer, but asking was what she had to do.

“Embarrassing as it, but when your bent over, pardon my language, your ass looked so fine. My cock had got slightly hard, but had gone down. When you brushed up against me your ass grinded a bit into my cock which resulted in a hard on till now.”

“In all cases, don't you have a girl on the side to help you out?” She tried to ignore the comment he just made.

“Heather I haven't up till now cheated on my soon to be wife,” her breathing had become stagnant as his confession of remaining loyal up till now made the feeling she had begun to feel yesterday become ever so present.

“Well Dave I can't say I can help you with your problem,” she stood up as he did to and he walked around the desk meeting her half way.

“Why not do the helping rather then saying it,” Heather's body felt torn in two different directions.
She stared up at his eyes and practically melted in front of him.