by
Taneigha

_____ Renee . . . that was her name, but to most she was known as Mac. And believe you me, she had all the right to be called just that. She was fine to say the least and all the ladies wanted her. Hell, I wanted her too! She was handsome. She had a smooth way about her. She had the complexion of caramel with a slight glisten of honey. Lord this stud was nothing short of pure perfection carved and created by God himself. If there were ever anything that was all that, this womyn was most certainly it. She wore her hair short, dark and curly in somewhat of a boyish cut. She had eyes that were the color of fresh sparkling ice tea. You know the kind, the one that your grandmother use to have sitting in the sun during those hot steamy summers. She had a depth to them so much that you could see almost deep enough into her soul but not quite. That was the mystery I loved about her, she did more than keep you content. She gave you enough excitement and adventure to make you want to cum back over and over again.
_____ We met in a way that is not what you would say... traditional. We met in cyberspace. She had my attention from the first of our many meetings to come. She was not one really for computer chat, which is what made our meeting even more ironic. It was late that Thursday night and very much secluded from all sound. The only exception was the sound of the florescent illumination of lights buzzing above my head and the clicks from my keypad as I typed away into the darkness of the cyber world before me. Then suddenly with no warning at all, there she was right before my eyes. Right there on my computer screen lingered what I would soon come to recognize as the womyn I had been waiting for all my life.
_____An instant message from some unknown user calling them self, Mac. As she began to introduce herself to nothing other than a monitor that sat before her, I wonder what would someone named Mac be able to do for me? Before I could complete this stream of thought, it was already my turn to respond. I did. I introduced myself as Imani, which means faith. So with faith, I proceeded with the beginning of our conversation.
_____I found out many things about Mac. For one Mac was not the arrogant, self-centered person that her user name had perceived her to be. Instead she was brilliant, funny and humors right from the start. She was wonderful! And just think! This was just from her conversation. Imagine what she could do if she ever stopped talking! After awhile of questions and answers we decided to exchange numbers and continued from there. Her Mac was most certainly on and I liked it! She gave me her pager number and me being the rookie in this "situation" of sorts, I gave her my home number. Even to this day I wonder if she knew how much I wanted her then and how much control she had over my very being.
_____After that exhausting evening of trying to stay calm and dry from the obvious connection that the words from her computer monitor and my body were having, I decided to call Mac. I wanted to see if she sounded half as good over the phone as she had in black and white on my monitor screen. I had placed a page to her beeper at the number that she gave me. To my surprises she had voice mail. As I listened intently to her provocative tone as well as the sensuality of her voice, it sent me to another space. She had a voice just as cool and as confident as the words that she typed on that Thursday night.
_____Now you know this was a damn shame to be completely drenched with perspiration and the dripping sweetness that had began to pour from my inner soul simply over the nervousness and excitement that her voice alone produced! I had begun to feel myself slip away into her hold even before I gained the strength to hang up the phone. Lord please let her call was what my desperate ass was thinking when the phone rang. Now lets not get to excited, my inner, much calmer self said to my now crazed outer being. Finally I answered. A calm, sensual and very smooth "hello" poured from my lips.
_____On the other end was a voice that was confident yet cool and distinguished. "Hello? You paged me?"
_____My heart began to race once again from what seemed to be the entire length of my body and back again. " Why, I did." From there, I was hooked and she knew it!
_____Days passed without a word from Mac after our first two encounters. By this time I was completely lost in the thought of her voice. I imagined, on what seemed to be a regular basis, the sounds and tones of that wonderful, distinctive voice that she had. Only moments before our parting over the kind telecommunications lines, she revealed to me her true identity. Her name was Renee`. Damn! And I had lost her just when I had found her and just like that she was gone. Out of my life for what seemed like an eternity.
_____Weeks had passed by now and all I could find myself thinking of, was how her lips looked as they parted, as each breath, from deep inside escaped them. As she breathed her last words over the phone that night, how they must have looked and felt. I found myself drifting at work daydreaming of thoughts of Renee`. Finally I decided to give up, I too needed to let go after countless nights of waiting for my cyber angel to reappear on my monitor.
_____ONE MONTH LATER
_____I'm clicking away at my keypad, it's Friday, time to get my party on after the stress of a long workweek. As the day was finally coming to a close and my weekend of partying was just waiting to begin, it happened!! Just as I was ready to download my final file of the evening and power down my terminal, there she was! Now can you believe this shit! I stared in anger at my computer, furious yet anxious to respond. What should I do? I again questioned myself as I sat there in front of screen. Fuck it! Fuck her and go party, she's kept you dangling long enough and besides a new "piece" is just waiting for you to walk in the door.
_____For some reason my body refused to listen. My fingers took off on their own and there we were once again. Mac and Imani amongst the darkness of the Internet with only the light from our monitors to guide us to our destination. "Hi," she typed and at last I decided to reply... "Hello, yourself." "I've been thinking about you, when can I see you Imani, when can I have what you know is mine?" She responded.
_____Now what the hell was she thinking? I haven't heard a word from her in a month, what nerve! Yet I found myself intrigued by her confidence and the cockiness that she displayed. So, I played along. "When and where?"
_____Her response was simple. "Right now, right here!"
_____I sat there. That was all I could manage at that very moment. My anger depleted and went straight to immediate arousal. I was so turned on that I had began to feel the cream seep through my navy blue silk panties. Just as I was about to respond, she was gone! The screen read...user MAC has signed off, connection terminated. "What!!!! All hell, nah!!! No way in hell she did this to me again!!"
_____ I could not control my frustration. My outburst was loud, very loud! You can imagine how relieved yet, astonished I was to find that the building was completely deserted. I had been sitting there for well over a half an hour after closing time and no one had even noticed I was still there. Slamming things into my bag from the amazing and very overwhelming thought of being so turned on and so caught up by someone who I never even met! What a crock of shit. What an asshole you are! Is all I was thinking for letting this happen to me again! Shit! that will be another month of daydreams and lack of meeting deadlines, I thought to myself as I continued to put the remainder of my things away so I could leave for the evening.
_____Turning around swinging my bag across my shoulder, there she was right before my eyes. It was Renee. "Hey watch where you are swinging that! You might hurt someone or yourself for that matter!" She said as I just stood there.
_____Now I'm sure you are wondering how did I know that this was her? Well, I really don't know! Maybe it was that oh so familiar sensation of flowing juices that was piling up between my thighs from the sound of her voice. As I said earlier, her voice was a killer and damn sure attractive all by itself. "And who the hell are you?" I replied back to her. Now believe me I had known all along simply from ....well you already know....that voice. But it never hurts to act like you weren't at all phased by her bullshit.
_____She looked deep into my eyes, she knew I was full of shit. She knew that I had been waiting for her, she knew that she had gotten to me, she could see it in my eyes. But she too, was a sly one, so she played along. She then responded with a set of luscious lips that spoke in a tone and a breath that was casual and smooth. "I'm Renee, but I'm almost certain that you knew that already."
_____With that she smiled and all my composure was lost. All my anger diminished. Then a smile arose first from her then from me. Her smile was beautiful! She had the most perfect teeth!! Did I tell you, I have a thing for teeth? She had a smile that could light up the darkest of days. Her body was full and shapely. She was thick just the way I liked it. Her hair was short and fine, just like the rest of her. While looking at her I noticed several tatoos one of which was a black panther down her right forearm. To me it was a symbol of power, it was a symbol of what I had hoped to come. She had strength to endure the pain that it most have taken to put it there. She had fire! She also had a piercing over her right eye. It was a nice size silver hoop ring with a tiny ball in its center. It was tastefully placed upon such a gorgeous face, that only she possessed. She also had two diamond studs in each of her lobes that accented her perfectly. I liked her look, I like her confidence, and I liked her. I wanted her.
_____Now don't get me wrong I was no eyesore myself! I was pretty stunning considering all the drama a heavy workweek and the countless creaming orgasms that had been draining my body for the last month of the thought of Renee. I stood a nice 5 foot 2 inches. I was very well framed. My complexion was that of fresh golden wheat bread fresh from the oven. I had a smile that was, in my opinion, gorgeous. My hair was short and curly and well styled to fit my face. I had dimples when I grinned and I was always told that they would someday get me into trouble. "Well I certainly hope so after all of this trouble of getting her ass here!"
_____I guess I had been standing there in a daze for a few seconds too long, cause before I knew it she had leaned over and gently kissed me on the lips. Her lips were warm and very soft, as soft as marshmallows in fact. I was shocked and stunned but not at all stupid. I kissed her sexy ass right back! And from there it was on, right there in the office.
_____What started as merely an introduction had now turned into freaknic on my desk. She was incredible! She started off sensual and slow. She kissed my lips my neck and my shoulders to start off before she eventually ripped of my clothes and tossed them casually on the floor. She was seizing this moment and she was not letting this chance pass us by. She proceeded to my breasts. And just when I thought that I knew where she was headed she flipped me over with out warning and with very little thought. Well maybe a little thought because it was executed so well that had I not been staring into her eyes I wouldn't have noticed.
_____This was new to me. The spontaneity she had was too intense for words! She had no routine, she was living off her emotions. She was living for our moment. She was turning a sistah on, was what she was doing!!! She sucked and kissed gently at first and then with more pressure down the back of my neck until she reached my spine. She licked and kissed it's length before continuing to my now soaked with moisture and desire filled ass. She spread my cheeks with great ease as she massaged my inner folds. But she did not dive into her feast so quickly. She liked to tease me by taking her time. And from her demeanor, I could tell that she was ready to put in all the time necessary to achieve her goal.
_____She devoured me intently for hours on end. She had me in many ways, countless in fact, so many that I can't begin to recall. But more amazing still, was the way in which she made me cum. In every effort that was made, she made me do it. It's almost like she commanded my body to do her will. She was nothing short of incredible!
_____We talked for a couple of hours after that. We still keep in contact every now and then but only by email. If I'm lucky, I'll get to hear her remarkable voice every now and then. I won't lie I miss her. When I do get lucky enough to get a message from Mac, I know it's on for the night!

THE END

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