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Part 15: Beautiful Lotus under Nebraskan Sunshine (fm:interracial, 4796 words) [15/15] show all parts

Author: Thornbird
Added: Apr 18 2026Views / Reads: 95 / 83 [87%]Part vote: 8.73 (2 votes)
A chance meeting between Marcus and a former college classmate in North Platte brings back memories and revives hidden desires.
 


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------- An Unexpected Meeting of a Former Classmate ------------

“Goodbye, Mom. Goodbye, Dad. Goodbye Akiko,” were Marcus’s parting lines as he stood up from the breakfast table to catch his private flight to North Platte. He kissed his mom and then Akiko before leaving. “I’ll send you email updates to let you know how it goes”. Then the driver took him to a small private hangar at Lincoln Airport where a small regional plane service operated.

He landed in North Platte Regional Airport exactly an hour and a half later.

The Holiday Inn Express and Suites was a great place for Marcus to be billeted in. It was about 25 minutes from the airport and the 2 cattle-raising businesses he was looking at buying into for his family. Marcus was interested in raising Wagyu and a breed of Italian beef and wanted to use the corn produced at Walker Farm to be the food source for these cattle raising businesses. At the airport he went over to the nearest Enterprise and picked up the Tesla he rented and drove toward the West Central Research and Extension Center where he had set meetings to get more information about setting up this new business venture.

He had to stop by a convenience store to get some bottled water and gum. As he was paying the cashier, there was a wonderfully mellifluous voice from behind that said, “Marcus Walker is that you?”

Marcus turned around to see who it was that was asking and saw this stunning 5-foot 8-inch African American woman standing 5 feet away from him.

“Marcus, it’s me. Fiona Randal. English Literature class at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Remember? We were groupmates with Wendy Oris and Jamal Cruz for our impossibly difficult final term paper. Remember all those late nights we spent debating and revising the drafts? Oh my goodness, it is you!”

Marcus did a quick step forward and hugged her “Fiona!! Of course I remember. How could I ever forget you? It’s so good to see you! What are you doing here?”

“Am just buying some sandwiches for my lunch later. I’m doing work some work here in North Platte for 2 months, Marcus. I’m with the state climate office. What about you?” she said with a bit of nervous giggle.

Marcus put his hand around her shoulder and began to tell her about the business he was planning to do but had to politely cut it short to run to his appointment.

“I’ve got to run, Fiona. Here’s my number and I’m staying at Holiday Inn Express for the next 2 days. Let’s please meet up for dinner tonight?”

“What a fantastic coincidence, Marcus. I’m staying at the Holiday Inn Express, too. I’m in room 370. It’s my home for the next 2 months. I’ll give you a call later.” Fiona replied.

As they waved goodbye to each other, Marcus couldn’t help but notice how beautiful and sexy Fiona still looked in her tight shirt and jeans. When she was a student, her beautiful face, fragrant well-stacked body, dark brown complexion, and sexy gait made UNL male students quietly ogle as she passed them. He did have a giant crush on her then but never tried any advances because he didn’t want to ruin the friendship and the term paper group dynamics. He remembers being so sexually attracted to her that he had to excuse himself from the room during their term paper meetings just so that they wouldn’t notice the boner in his pants.

He felt something familiar when he put his hand around her shoulder today. She felt the same thing, too. There was sexual tension they couldn’t deny.

Fiona, too, did a double-take watching the 6-foot 6-inch Marcus Walker walking out the store toward his car. Hmmmm. He looks even more

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