Her Problem Ch. 01

Her name alone would be enough for most people who met her to remember her, but her physicality insured that they would. Her name was Marizona Ortiz which made her the only Marizona I'd ever met. At 6'2" tall she was taller than all of the other Hispanic female students on the college campus we both attended. She had a second tier model or actress' face with her olive colored skin, evenly spaced and sparkling brown eyes, the most perfectly symmetrical nose I'd ever seen, high cheek bones, and full lips. Her jet black hair was long when she wore it down, past her shoulder blades long; but she'd very seldom wore it down when we'd been in college. She had an athlete's grace when she moved from the many years of playing volleyball which she was good enough at to have earned her scholarship even though her father could easily have sent her to college.

She had long, well defined muscular arms and legs, that lean upper torso that seemed to flow from her neck to her slightly wider waist and the nicely rounded globes of ass. The only things not perfect on her were her breasts, which were orange sized and small oranges at that. I would discover that the size of her nipples and their sensitivity made up for her lack of mammary flesh.

I would love to say it was love at first sight for both of us, but I can't because it wasn't. The first time we'd met was during freshman orientation and after being introduced, I quickly forgot her. I was still hoping to make a long distance relationship work with my girlfriend back home that was a senior at our old high school and not interested in other girls.

Needless to say that relationship didn't last and was over by the end of the first half of freshman year and for the next two and a half years I concentrated on studying, improving my skills in the sport that had gotten me to college in the first place, and working whatever part-time job I could find to help cover the rest of my college education due to the fact that I only had a partial scholarship for those three years. It wasn't until my senior year when I received the full scholarship that I could experience the party side of college life and by then I was mature enough to know my limits and to walk away from any bad situations.

My advisor had told me the class was an easy A so I was sitting in the back in the fifth seat of a nine seat row thirty minutes before the class started and watched as it filled up with mostly athletes from other sports which included a couple of my teammates. I hadn't been a social butterfly and the two teammates weren't very happy with the fact I'd gotten the full ride that they hadn't so I found that the only two empty seats in the room were beside me after the room filled up. She breezed in the second of the two doors into the classroom as the instructor was closing the first.

The seat to my right was the closest to the door so she sat down in it, gave me a perfunctory smile, and ignored me the rest of the time. I was instantly smitten and sat through most of the class trying to figure out a way to get her to go out with me. When I heard all assignments had to be printed from a printer or typed and having noticed how fast her fingers had flown over the keyboard of her laptop as she took notes, a plan developed in my head. I lingered in my seat beside her when the class was over and touched her left arm lightly at the wrist to get her attention when I saw she was getting ready to leave.

"Hi, I don't know if you remember me or not Marizona, but I'm Joe Scott and I was wondering if you're free to join me for lunch in the cafeteria. I have a problem and I think you could help me. I'll pay you for your time and I'd be in your debt for the rest of the semester."

"Yes, I remember you, Joe, and please call me Mare instead of Marizona. Freshman orientation, right? You kind of blew me off back then so why should I help you now?"

"I'm sorry about that. I still had a girlfriend back home and thought she was the one so I ignored other girls. I'm not seeing anyone right now, not that that's why I want to talk to you. I mean...I mean...not that I wouldn't want to talk to you about that." I said to her as I felt my face getting hot and knew I was blushing.

"Oh, look. The big man is embarrassed." Mare said in what I took to be a sarcastic tone.

"Forget it. I'll find someone else to type my assignments for me." I told her as my embarrassment turned to anger.

I pushed the chair and desk in front of me up and to the side to make a path for me to get around her. I stopped when she took ahold of my right arm.

"I'm sorry, Joe. I was teasing you. I didn't mean to make you mad. I'll buy you lunch to make it up to you."

"All my meals are already paid for, aren't yours?"

"Yes, they are that's why I can afford your lunch. Talk about a cheap date." Mare said again using the tone she'd used earlier and I thought I heard the tease in it that time.

We ate lunch together and I explained to her why I needed her help. I hadn't learned to type and I was willing to pay her to type all of my assignments when I was finished with them. She found it hard to believe that a college student who'd grown up in the computer age didn't know how to type. I finally got her to understand that I was an outdoor person who hadn't even had a computer until I'd seen it was a requirement for college.

We came to an agreement on how much I was going to pay her for each assignment and a schedule for when she needed the assignment and when I needed it back to check it for mistakes. I didn't get a chance to ask her out on a date because Stephanie, one of her sorority sisters saw us and came over to the table we were at.

"Slumming, Mare?" Stephanie asked with a look of distaste.

"No, Joe asked me to help him with a problem and I agreed; besides he seems to be a nice guy." Mare answered her friend who I had already taken an instant disliking to.

"Are you done helping him with his problem? The first big party of the semester at the frat house is Saturday and I need you to help me and the other girls with the decorations."

"Yes, we're done. I'll see you Wednesday in class, Joe."

I watched as they walked away admiring Mare's ass as it bounced from side to side as she walked. I had to sit at the table until my erection had shrunk back down before I could leave. After my only class of the afternoon was over, I went to the athletic center for my off-season training routine then went to my off campus apartment to study. I worked on that week's assignment so it would be ready to give to Mare on Wednesday.

I was surprised by the call I got in the early evening of that Wednesday.

"Hello, this is Joe."

"Joe, it's me Mare. I need to ask you something, but I need you to promise me you won't get mad. Can you do that?"

"I don't know if I can or not. My getting mad depends on what you ask me, I guess. All I can do is to try and not get mad. Is that good enough?"

"It will have to be because I need to know; did you write the stories in the back of the notebook that your assignment was in?"

"Oh shit." I thought to myself. I hadn't even thought of what was in the back of the notebook when I'd written my assignment in it. It was the next notebook in use for my writing, which had begun when I was a sophomore in high school, and I'd automatically written my assignment in it.

"Yes, I wrote them. Pretty lame, aren't they?"

"A couple of them are definitely lame, but the rest are actually fairly good. A little editing and I think you could get them published in a magazine or something." Mare told me and I could hear the amazement in her voice.

"Thank you for the ego boost, but those are personal and not for public eyes. Did you finish my assignment? When can I pick it up to check it out?"

"Yes, I'm done and we could have lunch tomorrow and I'll give it to you then."

"Sounds good. Twelve okay with you?"

"Yeah, I'll meet you at the cafeteria at twelve. Bye." Mare hung up the phone as soon as she said bye which ticked me off a little.

We met for lunch and she explained to me that the written word and the typed word didn't match in length. If I hadn't done three extra pages, my assignment would have fallen short on the length requirement. After we'd finished eating, Mare hit me with a big surprise.

"Joe, you heard Stephanie talking about the frat party and I was wondering if you'd take me Saturday night? I don't know why, but after reading your stories, I want to get to know you better. Will you take me?"

"I don't know, Mare. I'm not part of that crowd and don't think I'd fit in."

"Don't worry about that, you'll be with me and I'll make sure you have a good time. Please Joe; it'll be the first of what I hope are many dates for us."

"Yes, I'll take you."

Mare grinned at me, leaned over, and kissed me on the cheek. I stood as she did and she threw her arms around my neck and pulled my head down before plastering her lips to mine in a quick kiss. It happened so fast I didn't have time to react and by the time I'd recovered my senses; she was walking away from me and I would swear that her ass had a little extra sway in it as she did.

"You've done it now." I thought to myself as I headed to my next class.

I met Mare on the sidewalk outside of her sorority house that Saturday and we walked the few blocks from there to the Pi Delta Epsilon fraternity house. I began to feel a little apprehensive when I saw all the expensive cars parked in its parking lot. Mare took my hand and squeezed it while smiling at me. It was the first big happy smile she'd given me and what little resistance I may have had disappeared with that smile.

Mare never left my side for the next two and a half hours. I didn't drink alcohol and Mare didn't drink much even though I had told her to have fun. Everything was going great until Stephanie showed up with John Sullivan as her dance partner during a slow dance.

"Hey, Joe. You've been monopolizing Mare all night. How about you dance with me and let John dance with her for a couple of songs? I promise John will take good care of her." Stephanie said to me even though she hadn't said hello or go away or anything else to me since Mare and I had arrived.

I started to say no, but Mare looked at me with a pleading look and I relented. I wasn't the greatest dancer and let Stephanie lead when she started to. I didn't realize she'd danced us into a corner away from Mare and John until I looked to see if I could see them. I didn't see them anywhere and started to head back into the middle of the dancing couples when three more of Mare's sorority sisters surrounded me and began talking to me.

Stephanie, Heather, Ashley, and Lisa kept me occupied for the next fifteen minutes and I didn't see either John or Mare during that time. I managed to get away from the girls by going to the restroom. The restroom I found had two doors into it and after relieving myself, I exited the second door which opened up into a kitchen. The kitchen had a door to the outside that was wide open so I left the house circled around to the front and re-entered the house, looking for Mare as soon as I was in the foyer.

I saw Mare dancing with John near the stairs and wondered what was going on. When John dropped both his hands to her ass, Mare kneed him in the upper thigh, pushed him away and slapped his face. I was hurrying toward them and grabbed his arm as he drew it back as if to strike Mare.

"Didn't your mama teach you not to hit women? If she didn't, maybe I need to. If you want to hit somebody, hit me. I'll even give you the first punch." I told John, who was one of the few people on campus I could look eye to eye with because of our nearly identical 6'5" height.

"No, you're wrong. I wasn't going to hit her. I was going to rub my face where she slapped me for no reason." John told me with a sideways glance toward the center of the room.

I saw a couple of his fraternity brothers, who were members of the football team, heading toward us. I decided that it was time to leave.

"Mare, I'm leaving; are you coming with me?"

"Yes Joe, I'm definitely not staying here."

Mare took my arm in hers and we walked away from the frat house toward her sorority house.

"It's not that late, Joe, and I don't want to go back to a mostly empty house so do you want to do something else before you take me back to the house?" Mare asked me with a gleam in her eyes.

I stopped on the sidewalk, turned toward her, and pulled her to me. I started kissing her, tentatively at first, but when she started kissing me back; it was with passion and some urgency. I hadn't been with a woman since I'd returned from summer break and had been fantasizing about Mare during my jerking off sessions in the shower on more than one morning that week.

"Can you take me to your apartment, Joe? I can't take you to the sorority house and besides, I get kind of loud during sex and I don't want the sorority sisters still at the house to hear me."

I didn't answer her verbally, but by taking her hand and starting to walk at a rather brisk pace back the way we'd come, past the frat house, and down the next side street to the basement apartment I'd been renting since the beginning of junior year. It was only three rooms plus a full sized bath, but it was all I needed and the rent was cheap.

The professor and his wife who owned it was a former baseball player for the university like me and had bought the house out of foreclosure over twenty years ago, before fixing it up, finishing the basement so his elderly widowed mother could live with him and his wife. He began renting it to members of the baseball team after her death over ten years ago. He and his wife were gone most weekends so I didn't have to worry about how noisy Mare was or wasn't during sex.

After we were inside my apartment, Mare became the aggressor, kissing me with a need I'd never experienced before, trying to take both of our clothes off at the same time, and exciting me to a height that I'd never been before. Mare maneuvered us to the couch and was going to push me down onto it, but I wanted to pleasure her for our first time together so I picked her up, turned us, and lay her down on the couch while continuing to kiss and caress her by then nude body.

I found out how sensitive her inch long nipples were when I started suckling one and rubbing the other between my forefinger and thumb. Mare began screaming, squirming around on the couch, and pressing my head harder against her breast as I sucked hard on its nipple.

"You're driving me crazy. Please Joe, fuck me, fuck me now." Mare yelled at me but I had other ideas and ignored her pleas.

I hurriedly kissed my way down her stomach toward that treasure nestled between her legs. I began kissing all over her clean shaven mound and the outer lips of her pussy before running my tongue up her slit from bottom to top stopping before reaching her clit then doing it again. I hardened my tongue and plunged it as far into her slick hole as it would go and began exploring as much of the inside of her snatch as I could reach. I had to wrap my arms around her upper thighs to hold her in place beneath my mouth and tongue.

When I heard her begin to whimper in frustration, I withdrew my tongue from within her and began lashing her clit from side to side with it. Mare began to really scream and squirm then and it took all my strength to hold her as she bucked her hips against my face and came all over it. Her final scream was loud enough that my landlords would have definitely heard it if they'd been home.

After Mare had calmed some from her orgasm, I put my arms beneath her body, stood, picking her up as I did so, and carried her toward my bed. She surprised me by wrapping her arms around my neck and pushing her face to mine where she began to lick her pussy juices from my face before plastering her lips to mine and giving me a tongue wrestling kiss filled with more passion than any girl or woman, which hadn't been that many for comparison, had ever given me. I vowed to make her mine at that very second no matter what I had to do to accomplish it.

I lay Mare down on my bed and got between her legs as she grabbed my engorged cock with her right hand.

"I need this in me now. Please Joe; I need you inside me." Mare was moaning to me as she rubbed her wet slit with the head of my dick. When she had it lined up with her pink opening, I pushed forward a little and got my cock's mushroomed head inside her. I plunged to her depths with one push when she moved her hand and heard her moan in pleasure even louder than her previous ones. I began to fuck her with a slow, easy rhythm as she pushed up to meet me. I speeded up when she begged me to fuck her harder and faster and really began slamming myself into her when she begged me for more.

At that pace and intensity I wasn't going to last much longer no matter how hard I tried to hold my orgasm back, but thankfully Mare began to scream like she had when I'd ate her to orgasm earlier and I knew she was cumming. I tried to pull out when I felt my scrotal sac tighten around my balls and knew I was about to cum, but Mare locked her legs around me and held me so that I couldn't while milking my cock with her pussy. I spurted my hot load deep inside her then collapsed down upon her after my final spurt. We lay like that while struggling to catch our breaths as we held each other in the afterglow of our climaxes.

"I'm sorry I came inside of you. I tried to pull out but you wouldn't let me. I'll do the right thing if you get pregnant, Mare." I told her sheepishly when I could finally raise my head after she'd released it.

Mare started laughing at me which triggered a bit of anger inside me. She stopped laughing and got serious when she saw that anger on my face and in my eyes.

"Don't be mad, Joe. I was laughing at what you said, not at you. I'm on the pill and have been since I was sixteen. I wanted you to cum in me. I love to feel a man's hard cock pulse inside me when he cums and that hot load of cum. Lie down here with me and don't be sorry about anything that has happened tonight. You've given me two of the best orgasms I've ever had so lie down here beside me and don't say another word about being sorry."

Mare and I lay there hugging and kissing each other tenderly until Mother Nature interrupted and I had to go relieve myself. I cleaned myself up a little when I was done with the hopes that there was more sex to come. Mare was standing beside the bathroom door in all of her naked glory and I got a better look at her beautiful body. I saw right away that if she ever posed nude they'd have to airbrush out a couple of scars that adorned her body.

The biggest and ugliest was on her left knee and I knew from being in locker rooms for the last eleven years that she'd had some type of ligament damage in the past that required surgery. When I looked at her backside after she'd passed me to enter the bathroom, I saw another scar across her right shoulder and again knew from experience that she'd probably had surgery on her rotator cuff. I had seen two of my teammates who were pitchers and who had the same type scar on their shoulders and knew from talking to them that was the type surgery they'd had.

I was lying on my bed with the sheet over me when Mare returned from my bathroom. She flung the sheet off me, knelt on the bed with her head at my crotch before taking my flaccid dick in her hand and dropping her head so that she could get her mouth around my dick. She began sucking on my cock gently and didn't stop until I was completely hard. I managed to get her to swing her lower body around until her knees were on either side of my head. I began to lick her pussy and felt her juices begin to flow while she gave me the best blowjob I'd ever gotten.