Morning Sex With Maria. Reminiscing about a past tryst of amazing sex and orgasms. by JackOfDiamonds. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  Full Title: My Most Powerful Orgasms : Morning Sex With Maria I recall the “Wonder Years” of early adulthood, the time when I had graduated college, had an apartment of my own and my first real “career” job. It was an exciting time when the small struggles of independence had a feeling of freshness and fun. > It was the mid 90’s - I doubt anyone living in that era would refer to it as simple. When I look back today I see there was a simple innocence to not maybe the time, but within myself. I was working at a third shift Operations Center. The job was in the emerging tech field, yet like everything overnight there are busy times and slow times. The Center was functional, but was also a show piece for our technology built with mock-up settings of Airplanes, trains, and limousines. Every once in a while I would get a knock at my security door, and it would be a manager or executive bringing a date to show them the mock airline. I’ll save those stories for another time… I was young, the job was fun, yet socializing was tough since I moved to a new city and worked an overnight shift. I simply was not meeting anyone new. Since the Center was such a cool place, when I would start my shift (around 8PM) there were usually a few employees hanging-out. My section was an area where smoking was permitted (yes believe it or not you could smoke in offices in the mid-90’s), so people would naturally gravitate to my work area. We were a young company with relatively young employees, several of my coworkers became my closest friends at the time. One night while we were sitting around one of the sales guys was asking me how my dating life was going, and I laughingly said it wasn’t. He brought out a phone/newspaper/personals section from a local paper. I felt a little weird but with some coaxing I set-up an ad and a voice mailbox. I met a couple of women through the service, the odd part is that all the women I talked to said they were busy professionals. The two I met in person were attractive. The second of which became my girlfriend, and that’s where this particular story will focus. So I met Maria through the newspaper personals. We had been dating for a month, after talking on the phone to “get-to-know” each other for a week or so prior to dating. I got into a groove where I would get to work around 8PM, establish order, knock out what I could immediately then Maria would call around 9PM before she went to bed. I was working Friday night into Saturday morning, and Maria wanted me to come over first thing in the morning. I would typically get out of work around 6AM, and hopefully there would be light morning rush hour traffic because it was the weekend. I would be driving towards the city, so sometimes it could be hit-or-miss on how long it takes to get to her place. Maria lived in an apartment over a small row of shops. She had a couple neighbors but the place was always quiet, and calm. I liked going to her place after work because I could usually sleep well with little disturbances. However she made it clear to me that I would not be allowed to sleep when I got there. This particular evening I called Maria around 9PM. She told me she was excited to see me in the morning, since it had been a long week for both of us and our schedules did not permit us to see each other (she worked a day shift). Maria had subtle ways of talking seductively, without being overtly “dirty”, yet saying things in just the right way to get the blood rushing. She would use softly spoken expressions sometimes mixed with a blunt reality. Her voice was low, yet not husky, but always very sexy to me. This call she told me that she was wearing my shirt to bed, and my scent was fading. She needed me to come over so she could bury her face in me. She told me she was excited to see me in the morning, and that I shoul