Jason bounced roughly against the seat as the four wheeler crossed the stream. The sun was setting, so he only had a few minutes to get back to the farm. The headlights were not working for some reason, making it dangerous for him to be out riding. He liked to spend his evenings boon docking in the deep country side. There was something about driving over the rocky terrain and muddy valleys that was relaxing at the end of a hard day of work. He got up every morning at 5 a.m. to start milking the cows. He usually didn’t stop working until 7 p.m. It seemed like all he ever did was work. Ever since he had inherited the farm, he had not taken much time to relax.
He pulled the four wheeler into the barn and switched on the overhead lights. He grabbed his tool box and started fiddling with the wires on the headlights. He figured one of the bumps had knocked something lose. He gripped a screwdriver with his calloused hand and began tightening all the screws on his all terrain vehicle. He had almost finished when he heard a car pull up outside. He looked up just as his neighbor, Emily, walked thru the open doorway.
“Howdy, neighbor!” she said with a big smile on her face.
“Hey Em, How ya doin’?” Jason responded nervously. He wasn’t sure why, but every time he was around women, he didn’t know what to say. He watched as Emily walked across the barn, to the rope swing, that hung from the rafters. She said, “I’m doing good. I was out for a drive and thought I would stop by and see ya.”
Then she kicked her shoes off and stuck her foot up on the rope. His mouth went dry, when her legs parted. He could see up her skirt. Her long tan legs swung upward as she pulled herself up on the rope and began to sway from side to side. He caught a brief glimpse of her white panties before she closed her thighs around the rope. His cock, twitched in his jeans, reminding him how long it had been since he had touched a woman. He continued staring at Emily until she cleared her throat. He quickly looked away, embarrassed that she had caught him looking up her skirt.
Emily smiled to herself, flattered that he had been checking her out. She thought Jason’s shyness was sweet.
There was something about him, that attracted her but he never made any moves. She wondered why he didn’t ask her out. At first she thought it was the age difference but she knew that he liked her, that was obvious as he sat there red faced and sweating bullets. She decided it was time to take action. She hopped down off the swing and walked over to the four wheeler. He kept his eyes aimed at the floor, pretending to be busy with his tools. She sat down on the vehicle and leaned forward. Jason glanced up, catching a view of her cleavage. His mouth fell open and he dropped the screwdriver. “Would ya like to come to my house for dinner tomorrow night?” Emily asked with her southern drawl. His heart beat sped up when he heard her words. He started to answer her but couldn’t find his voice.
He looked up into her piercing blue eyes and felt mesmerized. He nodded his head then stood up. “W-what-t ti-ti-me should I b-be there?” he stammered. “Shit, now I sound like an idiot.,” he thought to himself. Emily just smiled and said, “Is 7 p.m. ok for you?” He nodded his head. Emily reached forward and touched his shoulder. Jason nearly creamed himself. Her touch felt like velvet. Heat radiated from her fingertips, sparking his very core with fire. He turned his back and said, “I really need to finish up some work before it gets late. See ya tomorrow.” Then he quickly walked out of the barn. Emily sat there staring at the doorway for a few minutes, then she left. On her drive home, she wondered what she was doing wrong. Sometimes Jason seemed so warm and other times he was very distant.
Jason stood behind the tractor, watching Emily’s taillights disappear on the dirt road before he moved. He breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the awkward moment was over. His heart had nearly jumped out of his chest when she asked him to come to her house. He had dreamed about running his fingers thru her corn silk hair, many times. He had never expected her to show any interest in him. He was just a country bumpkin. He had always thought Emily was out of his league. She was fifteen years older than him. She was a country girl, but she had gone off to the big city to attend college. She had married a successful doctor. That ended in divorce the previous year, then she had moved back to her hometown. She seemed sophisticated in his eyes.
He locked up the barn and headed into the house. He fried some tater’s and smothered them in cream gravy. That was his favorite dinner, even though he knew it would stick to his ribs. After he ate, he did the dishes then headed to the shower. The hot water soothed his aching muscles the best it could. He would have preferred a hand massage. He closed his eyes and imagined that Emily was rubbing his back with her soft hands. His cock instantly sprung to life. He ached to touch her body. He had secretly been in love with her since he was a teenager. He would do anything for her. But she had barely noticed he was alive. She was always nice to him, but was to busy with her friends that were her age. Besides what would she want with a youngster like him. She was almost old enough to be his mother. He didn’t care though, he had always adored older women.
He wrapped his hand around his rigid staff and slowly began to stroke it. He pretended that Emily’s warm lips were engulfing him. He tightened his grip and moved his hand faster. He groaned at the thought of his meat buried deep in her throat. His cock spasmed and shot a stream of cum on the shower wall. He finished his shower and headed off to bed. He needed to be awake early, so he would have all his work done in time to go to Emily’s for dinner the following evening.
He tossed and turned most of the night. He kept looking at the clock to see if it was morning yet. He wanted the day to go really fast. The anticipation had built up so much by the time it was 4 a.m., that his hands shook when he got dressed. He was to nervous to eat breakfast, so he went right to work. He had all the milking machines going within an hour and left the hired hands in charge in the dairy barn. He needed to harvest a crop of corn before noon, so he got the tractor gassed up and headed off to the fields. He was grateful for the enclosed cab. It didn’t take long for the day to heat up. He cranked the air conditioning up on high as he drove up and down the field. He only had three quarters of the field done when he saw the buyers truck pull up at the barn. He cranked up the speed of the engine and hurried to finish. By the time he was done, the man from the farmers market was annoyed.
He pulled the tractor up to the barn and climbed out. After weighing the load, he opened the bin and let the guy inspect the crop. He nodded his head in approval and pulled out his check book. Jason grinned when he saw the figure written on the check. This was his first successful crop, since he had started running the farm. He knew his family would be proud. He waited until the truck was loaded with the corn, to make some lunch. He was famished. He made himself a foot long sub sandwich. He wolfed it down with a tall glass of ice tea. It was only 1 p.m. He still had six agonizing hours to go before he was supposed to be at Emily’s house.
He got in his truck and decided to go drive the perimeter of the big ranch. The fences needed checked several times a week. By the time he got done making any repairs, it would be evening time. He took his cell phone with him, and told the foreman to call if there were any problems. He headed off across the fields, enjoying the ride as his truck bounced wildly. He was careful not to go fast, remembering that he had turned his other truck over in the field when he was younger.
He had been following the fence for a couple hours, making minor repairs here and there, when he noticed a woman on horseback in the next field over. It only took him a minute to realize it was Emily. The horse was galloping right towards him. He slowed down and stopped.
The wind whipped thru Emily’s golden hair, making her look like a goddess. Her breasts bounced against her tight shirt, each time the mare moved. Jason licked his lips at the sight of her. By the time she reached the area he was in, he had managed to hide his arousal. She stopped the horse on the other side of the fence and climbed off. She secured the horse to a pole and climbed thru the barbed wire. She walked up to the side of the truck and leaned against the door. Her arm brushed his, sending shivers down his spine. Once again, a strange warmth moved thru his body.
“Hi, there. How’s my favorite neighbor today?” she asked. Jason smiled and said, “Tired but good. I am looking forward to dinner tonight, Em.”
“Great! Be sure to bring your swimming trunks. We can take a dip in the pond after we eat. I better let ya finish your work. See ya later.” She walked back toward the fence. Jason watched her ass wiggle in the tight jeans she was wearing. He groaned when she bent over and climbed thru the fence. He could see the outline of her panties. She turned and looked at him, catching him staring at her. She winked and climbed on her horse and rode away.
He resumed the task of checking the fences. The rest of the day seemed to go faster. He stopped working at 6 p.m., leaving the foreman to finish up the chores. Jason took a quick shower then got dressed. He wore a tight pair of wranglers, a western shirt, and boots. He almost forgot to grab his swimming suit, until the thought of seeing Emily in a bikini popped into his head. He hurried to get there on time, driving to fast down the dirt road that led to her property. He pulled up in front on her house, a few minutes before 7. He checked his hair in the mirror then jumped out of the cab of his pick-up.
He was half way across her front yard, when she stepped out onto the porch. He stopped in his tracks when he saw her. She was wearing a white halter top, that was tied right below her breasts and short cut-offs. His eyes roamed down her body, taking in her beauty. Her belly button had a diamond stud in it. He had never seen a pierced belly button in person. He thought it was very sexy. He slowly started walking toward the house again, as he took in the rest of her body. Her long slender legs looked so inviting. He wished he could caress them. When he stepped up on the porch Emily smiled at him. “Are you hungry?” she asked. Jason nodded his head and his stomach growled. They both laughed and went into the house.
“Something sure smells good.,” Jason said, sniffing the air. “I made fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn on the cob, and peach cobbler. I hope you brought your appetite.” Jason patted his stomach and said, “Don’t worry, I am hungry enough to eat a grizzly bear right now, Em.” He sat down at the table and watched her take up the food. When she bent over to pull the cobbler out of the oven, her shorts rode up, revealing part of her ass cheeks. Jason’s cock hardened so fast that he felt light headed.
Emily knew that he could see her ass. She felt the cool breeze from the fan when she bent over. She wanted him to look at her, so his desire would build. She had not been with a man in almost a year. The affections of a younger man, was just the thing her ego needed. Now that she was a little older and wiser, she knew that Jason was the right kind of man for her. She considered his shyness a challenge. When she set her mind to something, or someone in this case, she usually got her way.
She made a point to bend over and dig thru the cabinets several times before putting dinner on the table. She could see Jason’s arousal. He made no move to try to cover the bulge in his jeans. He even managed to lock eyes with her momentarily. She saw the lustful stare he gave her. She smiled and ran her fingers thru her hair, then sat down at the table, across from him. Jason knew she could see his excitement but he seemed to dumbfounded to move. He was so intoxicated by her presence that he just sat there and stared.
They filled their plates and began to eat in silence. He watched Emily take a bite of corn on the cob. The juice ran down her chin and dripped into her cleavage. “I would do anything to be corn juice right now.,” Jason thought to himself. She giggled and said, “Whoever grows this corn from the farmers market, sure is talented.” Jason smiled at her. He knew that she was aware that he sold his corn to that market. She continued taunting him, by taking a bite of mashed potatoes and then seductively running her tongue part way up the fork handle. He nearly jumped out of his seat when he felt her foot brush his leg. She rubbed his shin while she continued eating. Her gentle touch, radiated up his leg to his crotch. It felt as if he was going to die from pleasure. As her foot gradually made its way up past his knee, he forgot about eating. He relaxed against the back of the chair and concentrated on her movements.
She leaned forward, and offered him a bite of peach cobbler on her fork. He absent mindedly opened his mouth and took the bite of food. He watched her dip the utensil in the cobbler again, then she raised it to her own lips. The tip of her tongue scooped the pie off the fork. Then she licked her lips and slowly chewed. “After we are done eatin’, I will give ya a tour..of my house..,” she said in a soft voice. Jason thought about the meaning behind her words, then started eating the food on his plate. He practically gobbled the chicken down. It only took him a few minutes to finish.
He helped Emily clear the dishes off the table and put the leftovers in the fridge, then she took him by the hand and led him into the living room. Her soft fingers rubbed the palm of his hand as they walked thru each room. She saved the upstairs for last. He followed her up the stairs, admiring the view. He could see all the way up her shorts. He knew she would be wearing white cotton panties. Every time he had snuck a peak over the years, that is what she had on.
She pulled him by the hand into her bedroom. There was a king size bed with a canopy. Each corner had silk scarves draped over it. It was fancy for his tastes but he thought it suited Emily perfectly. There were two ceiling fans creating a cool breeze in the room as she pointed the view out to him. He could see the top of his house if he stretched his neck. She turned to face him, her breast brushing against his arm. He didn’t know what came over him, but suddenly his shyness was gone. He wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her close to him. They looked into each others eyes as they melted into a heated kiss.
Her soft warm lips nearly took Jason’s breath away as her tongue gently glided against his. The kiss was slow and intense. Emily put her hands on him, sliding them down to his sides and started tugging on his shirt tail. It only took her a minute to untuck it from his jeans. He caressed her soft back and let his fingers carefully slide under the bottom of her halter top. He paused to see if she would try to stop him. She did quite the opposite. She moaned and slid her hands up his shirt, grazing his skin with her fingernails.
Their mouths stayed together, as if they were joined as one. Jason’s tongue danced slowly against hers. She started unbuttoning his shirt, as he let his fingers roam to the front of her top. The tips of his digits gently rubbed against her warm flesh causing her nipples to harden instantly. He moved the palms of his hands across her swollen buds then began to twirl them with his fingertips. She pulled his shirt off of him and started fumbling with his belt buckle. He pulled back from her and undid his belt while she untied her halter top. He waited to unbutton his pants until she had removed her shirt.
He gasped when he saw her perfect breasts. They were tanned evenly with the rest of her body, her nipples were pink with light brown circles around them. They weren’t to small or to big. They fit perfectly in the palms of his hands and he reached up to cup them. She grabbed his belt and pulled him toward her as she moved toward the bed. She fell back onto the bed, dragging him with her. He lay on top of her, nuzzling her breasts with soft kisses. She moaned and squirmed under him then pushed him over onto his back. She kneeled over him while she unzipped his jeans. She pulled his boots off then removed his pants and underwear with one yank.
Emily licked her lips when she saw his rigid manhood pointing straight up. She couldn’t wait to wrap her lips around it. It was long and thick. The swollen head was already slick with pre-cum. He scooted further up onto the bed, resting on a pillow so he could watch every move she made. She crawled between his open legs, kneeling on all fours. She lowered her head, stopping when her mouth was positioned above his shaft. He could feel her warm breath tickling his sensitive cock. She flicked her tongue against the tip of his staff, twirling it across the shiny surface.
He could see her ass in the dresser mirror. He tried to watch it wiggle as she licked him. He could see her moist pussy lips glistening in the reflection. Her cleft looked so inviting that he had to grit his teeth to remain in control. It had been so long since a woman had touched him like that, which made it hard for him not to lose his load, immediately.
Emily wrapped her lips around his cock and slowly sucked it into her mouth. She had almost forgotten what a man tasted like. She took her time, determined to savor every taste. She very slowly sucked his length in and out of her mouth, taking him in deeper with each stroke. Each time she felt his rod begin to spasm, she tightened the grip she had on it with her lips. Jason thought he would pass out from pleasure when Emily squeezed him very tight with her mouth. He could literally feel the cum boiling in his balls. He was grateful for her experience, she used it to keep him from blowing his load to soon.
By the time, she stopped him from cumming the third time, the intensity was to much for Jason to bare. He could no longer, just lay there watching her. He sat up and ran his fingers down her back to squeeze her ass. She moaned and shifted to the side. He tried to slip his hand into her slit but couldn’t reach her. Emily slowly rotated her body, without taking her mouth away from his rod. Jason laid back down, when she moved her legs up by his face. He waited until she had lifted her thigh over his chest then he wrapped his hands around her legs and pulled her close to his face.
Her neatly trimmed womanhood hovered mere inches above his face. He lifted his head and took a long slow breath. Her pussy was even more intoxicating than the rest of her body was. He used his fingertips to part her lips, then he gently grazed his tongue across her clit. She moaned and began sucking his cock faster. He moved his tongue against her again, getting the same response. He increased the licks that he applied to her sweet tasting folds.
Emily responded to his every touch, increasing her speed as she became more aroused. She took his pole in and out of her mouth with an urgency that Jason had never felt before. She sucked him into her throat repeatedly, allowing the tip to hit the soft flesh and bounce off. She didn’t gag a single time. When the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, he started probing her wet cunt with his tongue. He followed her pace, imagining that he was fucking her tasty snatch. The pressure building inside him, was becoming so intense, that Jason knew he had to cum or die from pleasure. He continued tongue fucking her as he started teasing her clit with his fingertips. She reacted instantly, rocking against his mouth very fast.
“Oooooooooooh Joey I feel so full of your cock. It”s hurting me.” Mrs. Towers said as half of my cock entered her very wet pussy.
“Do you want me to stop?” I said.
“Oh no! Joey please don”t stop, this is the best cock I ever had.” Mrs. Towers begged me.
So I slowly pushed forward the remaining half of cock in to her drenched pussy as she moaned loudly and tightened her grip on my ass.
“OOOOOOOh Joey, now slowly draw it in and out of my pussy oooooooooooh!”
The feeling of Mrs. Towers” hot and tight pussy was about to make me cum. So I pump in and out of Mrs. Towers” pussy a little faster. As I was pumping her, Mrs. Towers was moaning loudly and was bucking her hips to the rhythm created by my thrusts in to her.
“Joey you”re the best, please fuck me harder ” Mrs. Towers blurted between her loud moans
So I pumped into her a little bit faster. After a few exciting minutes
“Oooooooooooh Joey please don”t stop I”m cummmmmming!!!!!” Mrs. Towers screamed.
And with those word Mrs. Towers wrapped her legs and arms around me very tightly as if her life was depending on it. I continued fucking her after her orgasm and a few seconds later I came inside Mrs. Towers” pussy. I lay on top of her for a few minutes trying to catch my breath. Then I rolled on my side and then I kissed Mrs. Towers passionately and this time she responded with the same passion as I did. Then she asked me
“Was it what you expected?”
“Yes Mrs. Towers I love you!!!!!!” I praised her.
“From now on when we are alone you can call me Monet” Mrs. Towers said.
“Can we do this again Monet?” I begged her.
“Certainly honey we will do it when ever you like it, but we must be discrete, we don”t want anybody to know our little secret especially Eugene and his dad.” Mrs. Towers assured me.
“You better get dressed now your mom might be waiting for you.” Mrs. Towers said as she kissed me on the cheek and went to the bathroom.
As Mrs. Towers walked to the bathroom I closely stared at her body, her tits, ass pussy, and I pondered my situation .I had just made love to my best friend”s mom, a woman about 20 years my senior and a woman who adores me and would let me do anything I want with her. Those thoughts put a smile on my face. When I was about to go home Mrs. Towers pulled me aside and then cupped my cock stroking it a few times and at the same time filling me with her wet kisses. And as we broke our kiss she whispered to me “Did you like your birthday gift?” I just nodded a reply as she unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out and then jerked me off making me cum for the third time that night. After I came she kissed me again and with that I pulled up my pants up and I kissed Mrs. Towers goodnight then went home. That evening when I got back to the house I could not sleep I was too excited to sleep. The next day I went to see Mrs. Towers at her house when I knocked on the door, to my dismay my friend who just came back from Florida greeted me. So I just pretended that I came to see him but actually I was searching desperately for Mrs. Towers inside the house. My friend brought me to the den to show me some of the video games he brought from Florida. I can”t concentrate on what my friend was saying because I want to know where Mrs. Towers was. After listening to my friend blabber for about a few minutes Mrs. Towers came down to the basement and she was surprised to see me
“Oh Joey how are you?” Mrs. Towers asked me
” I”m fine Mrs. Towers!! ” I answered her
Mrs. Towers was wearing a silk robe as she came down to ask us if we wanted to eat breakfast. But my friend declined. But certainly I would like to be with Mrs. Towers instead of my friend so I accepted her invitation and left my friend in the basement. Mrs. Towers went up ahead of me. When I got upstairs I saw Mrs. Towers, now in her negligee, sitting on the sofa thereby showing her creamy white, slender thighs. With a tempting smile on her face she patted the cushion besides her indicating that she wants me to sit beside her. When I sat beside her on the sofa I placed my hand on her knee and started rubbing it gently. She released a soft sigh as I moved my hand up to her thigh. As I was nearing her upper thigh she uncrossed her legs and spread it wide apart to receive my intruding hand but when I reached the edge of the underwear she stopped me,
“What about Eugene?” Mrs. Towers nervously reminded me
“He”s busy with his video games it will take a crane to pull him from his new toy.” I assured her.
“How about your husband?” I asked her
“He left early to go to work.” Mrs. Towers replied
Then Mrs. Towers stood up from the couch and lifted her negligee and then removed her underwear. “I think we don”t need these anymore!!” Mrs. Towers said as she playfully tossed her worn panties to me Then Mrs. Towers sat down beside me and lifted one leg on top of the arm of the couch thereby spreading her legs wide apart and exposing her wet pussy. The scent of Mrs. Towers” cunt sent chills through my groin area. With this assurance my hand continued its climb to Mrs. Towers” waiting cunt. As my hand reached her pussy I could feel the warmness of her cunt and when I touched her it”s lips she let out a soft moan, indicating that she liked the attention that I gave her pussy, so I continued rubbing her clit
“Ooooooooohhhhhhh Joey! What are you doing to me?” Mrs. Towers asked me between her soft moans. “Oh Joey that feels so wonderful!!!!!!!! Please don”t stop!!!!!!” Mrs. Towers begged me.
As I was doing this to Mrs. Towers I unzipped my shorts and pulled my cock out. As soon as she saw my cock she immediately fondled it with her soft hands and stroked it to the rhythm created by my finger in her wet pussy. After a few minutes
“Joooeeeeeeeyyyyy I”m going to cum please don”t stop ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh” Mrs. Towers begged me
After a few seconds her legs enveloped my hand to her pussy, she had another orgasm. But this did not stop her from stroking my cock and after a few seconds I too was on the verge of cumming Ooooooooohhhhhhh Monet I”m cummmmmmminggggggg!!!!!!” I told her
After a few seconds I came all over her hand and negligee. After I came she hurriedly got some tissue paper and wiped all of my sticky cum from her dress and hands. Then she kissed me and then
“Joey you”re the best thing that happened to me!!!!!!!!!!!” she told me between kisses
Then I stood up and kissed her again then got dressed just in time before Eugene went upstairs. So we ate breakfast together and while eating breakfast Monet handed me a note under the table and instructed me not to open it when Eugene was around. Then after breakfast Monet excused herself saying that she has to get dressed because she has an appointment to meet someone. After Monet left I too left and went home. On the way home I opened the note that Monet handed to me. It said Joey honey,
Please meet me at the garden shed at around 10 pm tonight. I need you!!!!! Monet
So I went home and then slept the whole day. I woke up at around 6 in the evening and then I ate an early dinner and then got dressed. By 8 p.m. I was all set so I proceeded to Monet”s house. But I saw from outside their house that her whole family was having dinner. There was his husband, Eugene and her three sisters, and then Monet seated at the dining table. After there dinner I saw Eugene and his sisters went to the den and Monet”s husband sat himself to watch TV. Monet was clearing the table and washed the dishes. At around 9:30 Monet finished the dishes so I went to the garden shed. At exactly 10 p.m. Monet arrived only in her silk robe. Then she sat beside me on the bench and we kissed excitedly just her erotic scent was enough to give me a raging hard on. Then she broke our kiss then she whispered to me
” Joey please make love to me here right now!”
So I let her get up and then I opened her robe. Monet had nothing underneath her robe, she was bare naked. So I lifted her up to the table and then cupped one of her breasts and sucked her nipple, which yielded a soft sigh from her. Then Monet lifted one foot on top of the table and then reached for my other hand and then placed it on her pussy, as I was rubbing her pussy she was moaning quietly.
“Oh Joey I love youuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!” Monet was telling me between her soft moans.
Then I sat down in front of Monet”s wide-open thighs
” Joey why are you stopping?” Monet frustratingly asked me. ” Monet do you want me to lick your pussy?” I offered to her.
” Would you do that for me Joey? I have not tried it before because my husband won”t do it for me” she excitedly asked me.
So I let her lie on the table and then spread her legs apart. Then I started to kiss her leg and then went up her creamy thighs and then when I reached her pussy I gently kissed the outer side of her pussy, which made her moan softly. When I parted her pussy lips she let out a soft moan and then I licked her pussy
“Oooooooooooh Joey that feels soooooo gooooooood!!!!!!!”
Monet”s pussy tasted heavenly. And when my tongue found her clitoris, Monet lost control and then started to moan loudly, fortunately for us we where out of ear shot of everybody, and bucked her hips to the rhythm and directions of my tongue.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh Joey pleeeeease don”t stop what you”re doing!!!!!!” Monet commanded me.
After a few minutes Monet pushed my head deeper into her cunt as she reached her climax
“Arrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh Joey I”mmmmmmm cummmmmmmmmming”
As Monet lay exhausted on the table I stood up and unzipped my pants then pulled out my cock and then started to masturbate in front of her. As Monet saw my cock she got up from the table and then told me
“Joey I want you to fuck me very slowly!”
Then she gently grabbed my cock and then stroked it a few times then she bent over the table, turning her back to me, and then instructed me to enter her pussy from behind. She got hold of my swollen cock and gently guided it to her drenched pussy.
“Haaaaaaahhhh Joey that feels sooooooo gooooooood!!!!!!” Monet”s pussy was really hot and very wet so there was very little struggle for my 10-inch cock to penetrate her dripping cunt.
“Hhhhhhuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh Joey your cock is the best!!” Monet praised me.
As the wetness of Monet”s pussy engulfed my cock I cupped her voluptuous breasts and slowly plunged my cock in and out of her dripping pussy. The sound of my cock slurping in and out of her pussy and her erotic moans filled the air outside. After a few minutes of slow fucking my best friend”s mom I was on the verge of cumming, so I grabbed her hips and then increased the pace of my thrusting
“Oh Joey please don”t stop I”m cumming soon, Ooooooooohhhhhhh Joey!” Monet begged me as I rammed my cock vigorously in and out of her pussy. After a few seconds Monet”s body convulsed and stiffened signaling that she has reached another orgasm. After a few seconds I too was on the verge of cumming
“Ooooooooohhhhhhh Monet I”mmmmm cummmmmmmmming!!!!” I warned her.
“Okay baby cum inside me, I want to feel your cum inside my pussy.” Monet affectionately urged me.
After a few seconds I blew my entire load inside her pussy and collapsed on her back. After catching my breath I pulled my cock out of her pussy, my white sticky cum dripping out of her pussy, and lazily rubbed my body against hers for a few minutes. Then she got up and kissed me and then said
“Honey, thank you for making an old woman happy!” Monet told me as she put on her robe.
“Don”t thank me Monet, it was as enjoyable for me too, and please don”t think of yourself as an old woman because you”re the most beautiful woman I ever met.” I reassured her between kisses.
“Joey I”m going for a 1 month seminar out of town starting tomorrow so I”ll really miss you darling.” Then our silence was disrupted by a voice coming from the house calling for her. “I better go now, Baby, Mr. Towers might be looking for me now.” Monet said as she tied her robe and then gave me a wet kiss on the lips.
As I watched Monet walked towards her house, I was proud of myself because I was able to satisfy a lonely married woman. And with that thought I pulled up my pants and then went home.
“Are you sure you want this?” I asked him still slightly embarrassed for just throwing myself on him.
As his left hand caressed my hair, his right hand guided my trembling hands directly to his groin. His cock was rock hard beneath his jeans as he looked me in the eye and said, “What do you think?”
He leaned over and kissed me again as he gently lowered me to the mattress. “I gotta go lock up the shop……..wait for me?” he said as he stood up.
What just happened? Am I dreaming or does this perfect specimen of a man want to fuck me? A man half my age wants me! I was nervous. What if he was just joking and he’s going to leave me here? What if he’s in there right now calling his dad and telling him what I just did? So many more thoughts went through my head, but they all disappeared when he came back inside the camper.
“Now, where were we?” he asked. “Oh yeah, now I remember,” he said smiling.
I was sitting up in the bed again and he helped me to my feet as he started kissing me again and slowly began removing my clothes. I felt his strong hands caress my back as he reached up and gently unclasped my bra and it fell to the floor between us. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it up over his head. We kissed passionately, our tongues probing in and out of the others’ mouth. I felt a pulsating wetness in my pussy and knew this was exactly what I had longed for. As he removed my shoes, my shorts and panties, I could feel him kissing down my legs.
As he laid me gently back on the bed, I felt his fingers gently rubbing the lips of my pussy and I spread my legs a bit wider to invite him in. He kissed up my legs again, and was so close to my pussy, I could feel his staggered breath. He pushed one finger deep inside me, my legs opened wider as I let out a soft moan. He gently flicked my clit with his tongue and continued to finger fuck me as he worked my body toward ecstasy. I felt his whole mouth close around my waiting pussy and he began sucking and licking slowly making the sensation last.
I brought myself orgasm earlier, only fantasizing about what this would be like and as my whole body started to tremble, I realized my fantasy was becoming reality. It didn’t take long for me to orgasm again, as I let him drink in all my juices. He started kissing up my body slowly, stopping at each nipple and gently biting and sucking on it. He kissed my neck and stopped short of kissing me on the mouth, but I grabbed him and pulled him into a deep slow passionate kiss, tasting my juices on his tongue.
I could feel his rock hard cock throbbing between us and I knew he needed relief as much as I did by now so I reached down and started unbuckling his belt and removing his jeans. He stood up in front of me as I pulled his jeans down to his ankles. He kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his jeans leaving his hard 8″ cock pointing straight at me. I reached out and grabbed it with both hands, slowly stroking it as he put his hands on my shoulders and let out a soft moan.
“That feels amazing,” he said as I continued to stroke his shaft and I felt his hands on my shoulders.
“You haven’t felt anything yet,” I said and I started teasing the head with my tongue.
“OH GOD WOMAN!” he shouted. As I closed my mouth around his throbbing cock, I could feel pre-cum run down my throat. I sucked him slowly, making sure he felt the same pleasure he just gave to me. I took one hand and started playing with his balls and he managed to utter, “If you keep that up, you’re going to get a mouthful of cum.”
Exactly what I wanted. I sucked harder and faster as I felt his hands on the back of my head helping me to take it deeper. I bit down gently and that’s all it took. With a handful of hair, he pushed my head into his groin and shot a load of his hot young cum down my throat.
“OH MY GOD!” he shouted as he shot his load into my mouth. His whole body shook as he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and collapsed next to me on the bed.
“That was amazing, Katherine. Where’d you learn how to do that so well?” he asked breathlessly as I stood up to get some water.
“Years of practice,” I told him teasingly as he just lay on the bed breathing deeply and recovering from the powerful orgasm he’d just had.
“No woman has ever done that for me before,” he finally admitted. “I’ve had a few girlfriends, but all of them were just too afraid to pleasure me like that.”
When he told me that I smiled. I was happy to know that I was the first woman to ever have given him a blow-job. “That was amazing!” he said again.
“You weren’t so bad yourself,” I told him and apologized for cumming so quickly when he was pleasuring me earlier.
“That’s quite alright, I’m just glad that I could make you cum,” he said sitting up on the bed, “But we’re not done yet.”
Finally past the point of embarrassment with him, I walked over to him, kneeled down between his legs and started kissing him again. He pulled me to my feet, turned around so my back was facing the bed and gently laid me down on the bed. He kissed down my neck and sucked and nibbled on each nipple and worked his way back up to my mouth. We kissed passionately again as he positioned himself over me. I spread my legs wide for him with my feet on the bed and knees up in the air and my ass slightly raised.
“Are you sure?” he asked again as I pulled him into me while he gently guided his semi-erect cock into me.
It didn’t take long for him to get hard again as he pumped in and out of me slowly, pulling out all the way except the head and thrusting back in. I wrapped my legs around his body and pulled him in closer to me as we slowly made love. He kissed me and nibbled on my ear, just adding to my excitement. As the movements quickened, I pulled him deeper into me, as deep as I could. I could feel our sweat glistened bodies slapping together and was nearing orgasm again when he slowed down and whispered into my ear.
“Where do you want me to cum?” he asked.
I told him to cum inside me and he began fucking me harder and faster now, both of us on the verge of another explosive orgasm. I could feel his whole cock, every inch of it as he moved it around trying to find that exact spot that would make my entire body quake as his thrusts pushed me down into the mattress. I felt waves of pleasure building as his balls slapped against my ass. A few more deep thrusts were all it took and we both came together, his warm thick fluid shooting deep inside me as our bodies trembled and quivered.
“OH MY GOD!” he shouted again as he came.
“BRIAN…..YES……..I’M CUMMING!!!” I shouted as I came. He collapsed on top of me with his cock still being caressed by my convulsing pussy. He kissed me gently and rolled over on the bed.
“Damn woman! No way you’re 42!” he said.
“The moment I saw you, I wanted you, but I figured a sexy young guy like you could go for a woman twice your age,” I told him. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with a man, I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way again, thank you, Brian.”
He turned and kissed me, “Honestly, I’ve never been with an older woman before. You’re amazing! Your husband is a fool.”
We both turned on our sides to face each other and began kissing again. He took one breast in his hand and began squeezing and gently pinching my nipple. I reached down and slowly started stroking his cock.
“Ready for more?” I asked.
As he turned onto his back, I continued stroking his cock to get it hard again, which didn’t take very long. I straddled his hips and guided his hard cock into my pussy and began slowly riding him. He reached up and caressed my breasts and nipples while I manipulated my pelvis to get him deeper with each down-stroke. I grabbed his hands and leaned over pinning him to the bed. He pushed up deeper into me, hitting that exact spot that made my whole body writhe.
I impaled his cock into my pussy with one quick forwarding jolt of my hips, going a little faster now. I kissed him, still pinning his hands to the bed and I could feel his whole body start to tremble as he was on the verge of orgasm once again. I let go of his hands and leaned back against his legs and pushed down onto him.
“KATHERINE!………..MAKE ME CUM!” he shouted as I rode him hard.
“BRIAN!…………I’M CUMMING!” I shouted as I felt his hot load shoot deep inside me again. We both collapsed, completely spent.
He rolled to his side pulling my back into his chest. He kissed my neck and told me, “Maybe we shouldn’t be so quick to get your car repaired tomorrow, huh?” and I chuckled.
“I do have to go visit my friends in Traverse City, but I can call them and tell them there’s been a change of plans and it may be another day or so before I get up there,” I told him as I tried to snuggle closer to him and feel the warmth of his body against mine.
Having his arms around me, I felt truly loved and appreciated for the first time in years. But it couldn’t last. I had a husband. He would leave me completely broke if I divorced him now. Brian and I talked for awhile before we fell asleep in each others arms. I woke up in the middle of the night and Brian was still holding me. I knew this felt right and I didn’t know what to do about it. Could I live without the money in exchange for this every day? How did I know that it just wasn’t a one time thing or how did I know that it wasn’t just sex to Brian? I decided I would ask him in the morning what our night of passion meant for us.
The sun was just starting to rise when he woke up. He kissed my neck gently and said, “Good morning.”
“Brian, we need to talk,” I started, “Last night was wonderful. It was amazing. I didn’t know I could feel that way again. But I need to know if it was just a one time thing……” I continued as I paused to collect my thoughts.
“Is that what you think?” he asked slightly annoyed before I could finish what I wanted to say. “Look, Kathy, I don’t just go around having sex with women who need a tow, that’s not the way I am,” he said.
“I was attracted to you the minute I saw you but saw the ring on your finger and knew you were off limits. Besides, I figured you could never go for a young guy like me anyway,” he continued, “I wouldn’t have made love to you last night if I thought this was a one time thing. Up until yesterday, I never believed in love at first sight and never believed that one person could fall in love with another by just seeing them. I know now I was wrong. I was smitten with you the moment I saw you,” he said and grabbed my hand, “I felt an attraction between us immediately and if I hadn’t, I never would have offered to let you spend the night here.”
I was crying now. “Brian, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to imply that you thought of me as a one night stand, but my feelings are so confusing to me right now, I don’t know what to do or what to think,” I said as I wiped the tears from my eyes.
“My husband hasn’t been much of a husband in the last few years and I was longing for the feeling of being loved again, I think that’s what attracted me to you, I could see something in your eyes when you looked at me. Financially, I’m not hurting, but emotionally, I’ve been empty for years. He provides well for me when it comes to material things, but I think it’s more a marriage of convenience for him now rather than a marriage of two people who love and appreciate each other. I guess in the back of my mind I felt you were with me last night out of sympathy. I didn’t care if that’s all it was, I loved feeling desired again. But if I decide to go through with a divorce, Bill will leave me broke and I’ve been well off for so long, that honestly, that does scare me.” I told him.
“Is that all you’re worried about? Do you forget who my dad is?” he asked. “Is it really just about the money?” he added.
“I know it’s sounds so superficial, but yes. I don’t want any man to have to take care of me. I want to be able to take care of myself financially, is all….it’s not that I want to stay married to Bill for his money, it’s the security of never needing to worry about it,” I said.
“Well, if it makes you feel any better,” he said, sounding slightly annoyed, “I own my own house and I make extra money on the side with other repair shops in the area. I am a pretty good mechanic, ya know. If you think it’s just about the money, then maybe there isn’t a future for us after all, Kathy.”
“No, no, no! I don’t think it’s just about the money!” I said. I could sense the anger in his voice at the mention of money. “I just don’t want you to have to worry about taking care of me.”
“What if I want to take care of you?” he asked. “Look, let’s just drop the subject. You make your decision about your marriage when you feel comfortable and I will be here whatever you decide,” he said as he got out of bed and began to get dressed. “We’re opening the shop soon and I gotta go get cleaned up. You can stay here as long as you need and we’ll let you know when your car is ready,” he said coldly.
“Brian! Wait!” I shouted. “I’ve made my decision already!”
He turned to look at me. Seeing the look of love in his eyes was enough for me to know that I’d be safe and loved with Brian more than I ever had been in a long time with Bill and the money didn’t matter.
“When I get back home, I will file for divorce. I don’t care anymore, he can have everything. After one night with you I know that it would hurt more to lose you than to lose the security that I had with Bill,” I said getting up to stop him from leaving.
He grabbed me and pulled me into him and kissed me passionately. “I fell in love with you the minute I saw you, Katherine,” he whispered in my ear as I began removing his clothing and pulling him back toward the bed.
It seems he only called me Katherine when we were ready to make love or making love, but I didn’t mind, it made my heart flutter. We made love slowly, exploring every inch of each others bodies as we fell asleep in the morning heat. When we woke up, it was around 1pm and he panicked. He found his cell phone and looked to see that his dad had been trying to call him all morning.
He quickly dialed the phone and said, “Hi dad. No. I’m just not feeling well today, I’ve been in bed all morning. Yes, Rose’s place had water damage and she had no place to stay so I let her stay in my camper.”
He glanced over at me, “She left her cell phone there? Well that would explain why you couldn’t get a hold of her. No, I don’t know if she’s still in the camper or not…..” he said as panic came over his face. He paused a minute.
“Actually dad, that’s not entirely true……..” he hesitated. Looking over at me he just smiled and preceded to tell his father some of what had happened between us. “Yes dad, she’s here now, that’s where I am, weren’t you listening to anything I just said?” he asked.
“Well she said she was going to file for divorce once she got back home. I can wait until her divorce is final dad, however long it takes. I love her,” he told him while looking out the window to make sure no one was coming over to the trailer.
“OK. Do you have any runs you need me for?” he asked. “I’m going to go home and get cleaned up a bit and I’ll bring Kathy back with me and she can be on her way to Traverse City. OK. Bye dad,” he said as he closed his phone.
“I need a shower and some food, how about you?” he asked. I was already dressed and had the bed made up when he asked me.
“Yeah, I could use a good shower and some food, too,” I said as I kissed him.
“Well, my truck is parked behind the first bay,” he said pointing to a gray pick-up. “Go wait for me, I’ll be right there. I’ll run inside and grab your cell phone for you, too.” Feeling slightly embarrassed, I walked quickly to his truck and waited patiently by the passenger side for him to come out.
“I grabbed your cell phone and you looked pretty thirsty so here’s some water, too,” he said as he handed me my phone and the water and unlocked the passenger door for me. I looked in the bay and saw two men just staring at me and smiling, I assumed one was Brian’s dad, but wasn’t sure.
“Pay no attention to them, Kathy, they’re just jealous that they couldn’t get such a gorgeous woman to spend the night with them,” he said smiling and leaning over to kiss me as he got in the truck.
We got to his house and grabbed lunch and a shower, then he drove me back to the shop to get my car, I followed him back to his house and we made love all afternoon. He ignored his cell phone ringing and we spent the day in bed exploring and learning. We couldn’t seem to keep our hands off each other.
The next day, I started back on my trip and I called my friends and told them I’d be there soon and what a story I had to tell Katie. I spent about 4 days in Traverse City and Brian and I talked every day. I stopped by his house on the way home and we made love a few more times before I went home to tell my husband I wanted a divorce.
***
Driving home I felt a feeling of warmth that I hadn’t felt in a long time and thinking back to my first night with Brian, I know I was making the right decision. I did love him and I know I fell for him the moment I saw him, just as he did for me.
My divorce went quickly and was uneventful. I simply told Bill he could have everything as long as I could keep my some of clothes and my car. He agreed and signed the papers and by June my divorce was final with an extra bonus of $50,000 for repairs on my Mercedes! I called Brian with the good news and he asked when I was moving up there.
“I’m all packed and ready to go now,” I said, “But I need to find a place to stay.”
He asked, “You’re not moving in with me? I thought that was the plan?” My heart skipped a beat when I heard him say that.
“You’re serious? You still want me to move in with you?” I asked excitedly.
“Where else would I want you to go? Kathy, I love you and I want us to be together,” he said.
I drove up to Brian’s house and he was surprised to see that I only had one garment bag and one suitcase to move in. “That’s it?” he asked.
“Yep. Bill agreed to my terms. I only wanted my car and some of my clothes, he could have everything else,” I told him.
“Cool! Good thing you don’t have too many clothes, it makes it easier for me to get you out of them,” he said with a sly smirk on his face.
Once we were inside, he carried me up to his room….our room…..and made love to me for the first time as his woman. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and I felt truly loved for the first time in a long, long time.
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“I started writing this story with only one chapter in mind, but I had so many more ideas, that I’ve come up with a few more chapters. This is the first chapter. More coming soon. I hope you enjoy the story.
This is my first attempt at a story of this kind. Feedback is welcome, but if it’s negative, please be gentle.”
I threw one leg up over the back of the couch and the other over the end with my foot on the floor. Brian kissed down then up each thigh and paused when he reached my glorious treasure, now throbbing and awaiting his arrival. I could feel his hot breath as he lingered, inhaling my scent while he began to finger guck me. He closed his mouth gently around my clit flicking and suckig it with his heavenly grip. I felt his fingers pull out just as his tongue entered and fucked me into a vigourous climax. He sat up, leaned over and kissed me again.
“My turn now,” I said as I gently pushed him back on the couch and finished unzipping his jeans, pulling them to the floor.
I wanted him! I wanted him so much that when I pulled his boxers, they ripped completely away and I welcomed his hard cock into my hands. I slowly storked his cock as he leaned his head back and let out a soft groan. Positioning myself over him, I began licking up and down the rigid shaft and teasing the plump head with my tongue.
“You are so amazing at this!” he said breathlessly as I opened my mouth and engulfed his cock right to the base.
He let out a louder groan as I began sukcing up and down slowly while I felt one of his hands cup a breast and tease my nipple. I sucked faster and deeper as I felt pre-cum run down my throat. I gave his shaft a few light nibbles and he shot his hot load deep into my throat. It was so powerful this time, I was unable to swallow it all. Pulling back, some of the cum shot into the air, landing on his stomach. I leaned forward and licked the remaining trails of semen as he uttered a contented sigh and caressed my hair.
I embraced his cock and started stroking it again as I looked him in the eye and said, “I want you to fuck me…..fuck me hard, Brian.”
And with that, he stood up, pulled me to my feet, turned me around and bent me over, my elbows resting on the couch. He slid his cock in slowly at first, pushing all the way in, letting me feel his hardness deep inside. He thrusted hard and deep while reaching around to pinch and pull my nipples. Although this felt amazing, it was conflicting with his rhythm and he transferred his hands from my nipples to my shoulders. Digging his fingers hard into my shoulders, he continued to pound my pussy hard and deep. He was fucking me rough and hard and I loved it. I knew that even though he was being rough, he would never hurt me.
“Yeah, give it to me rough,” I squealed as he tried his hardest to shove his cock deeper than he ever had.
I felt myself tighten around his cock. He wrapped his arms around my waist and let out a few loud grunts before he shot his hot load deep inside me. He kept pumping even after he had emptied his cock into my pussy. I felt both of our bodies quiver as our juices coated his still throbbing cock. We both collapsed on the couch completely spent. The hockey game was nearly over by now. We were sitting side by side on the couch and I pulled an afghan over us.
He leaned over and kissed me and said, “Good game!” We both laughed as we held each other and fell asleep satisfied in every possible way.
The next morning we woke up and quickly headed for the showers. We both had a full day ahead of us. Brian knew he’d be unusually busy because of the weather, and I had work to do on two new clients I had just acquired. We showered together getting in a quick fuck before we started our day and after we toweled off and got dressed, we both headed downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast.
It was a quick breakfast, just cereal and toast and we ate as we discussed our plans for the day. Instead of sitting across from each other as we usually did, we sat right next to each other, my right leg and his left leg crossed, we just wanted to be close to each other as long as we could.
The phone rang and he got up to answer it. It was his dad telling him to hurry it up. He hung up, gave me a quick kiss and headed out the door. I cleaned off the table and headed across the kitchen to my office. The office was actually a guest bedroom, but since it was never used, we converted it. I called my two new clients and asked them if we could reschedule when the weather cleared. They both agreed that would be best.
I spent most of the day working on plans for my new office and making phone calls arranging for contractors to begin renovations so everything would be ready for my first day of business.
***
Things were really starting to pick up at my new location. It was approaching Thanksgiving and everyone wanted to get their books in order before Christmas and the New Year so they’d be ready for tax season. The building was perfect. I had more than enough room to work and I hired a couple students from the local college to help me with some of the lighter accounts so they could get the experience and it would ease up my workload a bit.
After the huge snow storm we had in September you wouldn’t know it ever happened if you looked outside now, most of the snow had melted. The sun was shining and it was unusually warm for late November. Probably about 40 degrees outside.
Brian called me nearly everyday, sometimes several times a day. He hadn’t had much to do lately since the weather got better so he had a lot of free time on his hands. I had set up a special room in my new building just for us, but we didn’t get to use it much since now it was me who was so busy all the time. When he called me today, we didn’t get to talk long, I had to hang up because someone was coming in and I hadn’t recognized her and presumed she’d be a new client. Oh how wrong I was.
“Can I help you?” I asked.
“Not really. I just wanted to come in and see who stole my Brian’s heart is all,” she said.
She was pushing a stroller and pulled the blanket off after she was in the building. The baby looked to be about a year old or so and had bright green eyes. My heart sank.
“Excuse me?” I asked.
“I had heard that Brian fell head over heals for some older babe, I just had to come see for myself who it was. My name is Jennifer,” she said as she approached me with an outstretched hand.
“Kathy,” I said as I shook her hand loosely and quickly.
“Why did you say ‘my Brian’?” I asked.
“Well, it’s common knowledge Brian and I were an item until you came along,” she said.
I couldn’t help but stare at the baby in the stroller with those vivid green eyes. “It couldn’t be his, could it?” I thought to myself.
“I’m sorry, Jennifer. If I would have known that the two of you were dating when I met him, I never would have pursued him,” I said, “But he never told me anything about you……..or your baby,” I told her trying to find out more about their relationship.
“OK, we weren’t quite an item. We broke up last Thanksgiving, but he still keeps in touch. He wants to be a part of the baby’s life, you know. He’s trying to be a good dad,” she said smiling. My heart stopped.
“A good dad?” I thought to myself.
“This baby is Brian’s?” I asked her.
“Yeah. Didn’t he tell you?” she asked.
“No. He neglected to mention to me that he had a….a…..” I stopped.
“A son,” she said. “Adam,” she added.
“I’m at a loss for words. I mean I noticed the green eyes immediately, but I never thought……..” I stopped again feeling tears well up in my eyes.
“I’m sorry, Kathy. I didn’t mean to upset you. I just thought you knew. I thought he would have told you. I know you were worried that he wouldn’t stay with you since you couldn’t have kids, but he…..” she started but I interrupted her.
“How did you know I couldn’t have kids?” I asked angrily.
“Oh, I think I’ve said too much. I should go,” she said as she turned to leave.
I was devastated. Here was a woman who had a son with Brian and he left her. She knew about me not being able to have children. I couldn’t believe he told her about me, yet I knew nothing of her. There were a thousand thoughts running through my mind as I grabbed my purse, my keys and locked up, driving quickly home.
When I got home, Brian’s truck wasn’t in the driveway but I darted in the house calling out his name anyway, hoping he’d just loaned his truck to a friend. He wasn’t home. I couldn’t get the image of that baby with Brian’s eyes out of my head. Why didn’t he tell me about him? Why did he tell her about me not being able to have kids unless it really DID bother him?
I was so angry I ran upstairs, grabbed a suitcase and packed without thinking. I came back downstairs and went into my office and scribbled out a note to Brian.
“I’m leaving. Don’t come looking for me. I hope you, Jennifer and Adam will be very happy together,” the note read. I left it on the table and took the suitcase out to my car tossing it in the back seat.
Wiping the tears from my eyes, I fumbled with my cell phone and dialed Katie’s number. “Hello?” she said.
“Katie, it’s me. Want some company for a few days?” I asked trying to hide that I’d been crying.
“Sure, c’mon up! I’ll put some coffee on for ya. See ya when ya get here, girl!” she said excitedly as the line went silent.
It was only about an hour drive to Katie’s and it gave me plenty of time to think. Had Brian really been seeing Jennifer behind my back this whole time? Has he slept with her again? Why didn’t he tell me about Adam? Why did he tell her about me not being able to have kids? What the hell else did he tell her about me? What else hasn’t he told me about himself?
I pulled up into Katie’s driveway and dried my eyes again before getting out of the car. Her husband Mark came out to greet me and grabbed my suitcase from the back seat.
“Good to see you, Kathy,” he said as he kissed my cheek.
“Nice to see you too, Mark,” I said still trying to hide that I’d been crying.
“Katie’s excited you’re here. How long you stayin’?” he asked.
“I don’t know. I just needed to get away,” I said quietly and he saw that something was seriously wrong. When I got to the door I saw Katie’s smiling face and my whole world just came crashing down. I began to sob as I hugged her and she walked me to the living room.
“What the hell is wrong?” she asked. “What did that asshole do to you?” she added.
“I….he……I love him so much……he…….” I just couldn’t get the words out as I started crying harder into her shoulder.
Mark took my suitcase to the guest room and tried to stay out of the way because he knew that I needed a serious talk with Katie. He was a good guy and I felt myself wishing at this point that I had a guy like him. I actually did have a guy like him — but he’s not the guy I thought he was.
“Calm down, sweetie, catch your breath and tell me what happened,” Katie said trying to soothe me. I took the tissue she offered me and dried my face and proceeded to tell her about Jennifer and Adam.
“He knows I can’t have kids and he never told me about Adam,” I said trying not to break down again. “He also told her about me not being able to have kids.”
“He probably didn’t want to hurt you, Kathy. Brian’s a good guy and I know he loves you. Maybe it was hard for him to try to tell you about Adam,” she said trying to reassure me that my life wasn’t falling apart as I thought it was. “Maybe he just needed someone to talk to, and that’s why he told her.”
“We promised each other we’d always be honest. Don’t you remember that line in the movie ‘Little Black Book’?” I asked her. She shook her head no. “Omission is betrayal,” I said, “Not telling someone something important or life-altering is the same thing as lying.”
“Didn’t he think I could handle it? I know he had a life before he met me. I just wish he would have told me and I didn’t have to find out like this. I would have understood if he had just told me himself. I can’t look him in the eye or trust him ever again. If there’s no trust, there’s no relationship,” I said as I started crying again. “I’m just wondering what else he hasn’t told me.”
Katie’s phone rang. I knew it was Brian by the look on her face when she answered it. “You can tell him I’m here,” I whispered.
“Yes, she’s here,” Katie said quietly hoping I would take the phone from her.
“Tell him it’s over and I’m not coming home,” I said out loud hoping he heard me as opposed to her having to tell him.
“Did you hear that?” she asked him. She hung up the phone and said, “He hung up. I guess he heard you.”
I began crying harder again as she hugged me tight and just let me cry in her arms. We ended up talking for nearly an hour before Mark came into the room and asked who was hungry.
“I am,” we said together and giggled.
“I’m makin’ dinner so if you ladies don’t want me hearin’ what you’re sayin’ I suggest you take it to the den,” he grinned as he reached in the freezer and pulled out some chicken.
We did just that. We talked for another hour before we heard a knock at the front door. “Mark, get that will ya!” Katie shouted.
Another knock. “MARK! ANSWER THE DOOR!” she shouted louder. “Where the hell did he go? I’ll be right back,” she said as she walked out of the den to answer the front door.
Katie and Brian had never met face to face, he was usually working when I got a chance to visit her, which was a lot more often now that we lived closer to each other, but they knew each other through pictures and phone calls. He had mentioned a few times that we looked like we were sisters, but I was more beautiful. She always told me that Brian and I looked good together, no matter what anyone else says.
“What are you doing here, Brian?” I heard her ask him through the open door of the den. I could hear his voice but I couldn’t hear what he was saying.
“You don’t take direction very well, do ya? I thought she said not to come lookin’ for her,” Katie told him.
“Yeah well she doesn’t wanna see you right now, buddy. You got some serious ass-kissing to do. Right now, you need to go home and let her cool off,” she told him gruffly. She knew Brian loved me and I loved him, but right now, he was the last person I wanted to see. I needed time to gather my thoughts and let the events of the day sink in.
“Yeah, I’ll tell her. Now get outta here before I get my husband after ya,” she said sarcastically to him.
“Yes, I will give it to her, now go!” she said sounding slightly annoyed and I heard the door close. She came back into the den holding an envelope.
“He’s pretty tore up, ya know,” she told me.
“I don’t give a shit. He kept secrets from me. He told people things about me that he shouldn’t have. It’s gonna take a long time for me to forgive him,” I said angrily knowing that it probably wouldn’t.
“He asked me to give you this,” she said as she handed me the envelope.
“Read it to me,” I said pushing it back to her.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes. I know I will start crying and won’t be able to finish it. Please read it to me?” I asked nearly begging.
“OK,” she said sounding uncertain. She opened the envelope and pulled out the letter and read a few lines silently before she began reading out loud:
“My dearest Katherine,
I’m so sorry that I hurt you. That was never my intention. I wanted so many times to tell you about Adam, but I just couldn’t. I’d remember back to the day you told me about what happened to you in college and I just didn’t want to open old wounds for you again. I said I was OK with the fact that we would never have kids and I meant it from the bottom of my heart. Physically, we may not be able to have children, but there’s always adoption. However, that’s not why I am with you. I am with you because I love you. I can’t say that enough. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul. I’ve never felt more complete than I have when you’re with me. When we’re apart, even if it’s just for a few hours, there’s an emptiness inside of me that only you can fill. I’ve felt that way about you since the day we met and I believe it was fate that made us give in to our desires. I fell hard for you that night and I fall in love with you more every single day. My body aches for you when we cannot be together and share our passion.
I broke up with Jennifer a long time ago. I only stayed in touch with her because of Adam. We broke up because she betrayed me as your husband betrayed you. After she had Adam, we got engaged. The day before we were to be married, she told me that she had slept with my best friend. Not just once, but several times over the course of our two-year courtship. I was unsure for a long time if Adam was even mine, despite his vivid green eyes, but a paternity test eased my concerns. It was one of the hardest things I had ever gone through and I felt as if my heart had been drained and I’d never be able to love again. Then I met you and knew I was wrong. I felt alive for the first time in my life and each day I look into your loving eyes, I see my life, my heart, my soul. I hope in time you’ll be able to forgive me and trust me again and I make you this promise here and now that I will never ever keep any secrets from you again. I feel as if I’ve lost my soul because you’re not here. Take all the time you need to sort out your feelings. I will wait for as long as it takes.
With all the love in my heart,
Brian”
I was crying again and so was Katie. She was barely able to finish reading his letter but when she did, she handed it to me. I dried my eyes and read it again and again. What was I doing? I was willing to throw away the best thing in my life for one little secret. I knew it wasn’t over between us but we still needed to talk. I know he loved me and he wanted to keep me from being hurt. I looked up at Katie and she bent over and comforted me.
“Do whatcha gotta do,” she said.
“I’ll stay here tonight and go home in the morning. Brian and I still have alot of things to talk about before I forgive him,” I said as we hugged again. “Thanks for being here for me, girl,” I told her as I tried to smile through my tears.
Mark called us for dinner and we all sat silently and ate. All I could think about was that beautiful heartfelt letter that Brian had written to me. He did love me. I kept telling myself that. I knew it was true and the more I thought about it the more I knew I felt exactly the same way about him as he did about me. He was my heart and my soul. I loved him more than I thought I could love someone. I needed to forgive him, but I needed to hear his voice, I needed to see his face. We finished our dinner and I headed for the guest room feeling exhausted from all the crying. I fell asleep almost instantly and I dreamed of Brian and that first night we spent together.
I woke up sometime during the night to use the bathroom and I could hear Katie moaning softly — I knew what she and Mark were doing and I felt an ache for Brian clear to my core. I knew we had alot to talk about before I was ready to forgive him, but I wanted to go to him right now. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and it read 1:15.
“What the hell?” I thought as I found a long t-shirt and pulled it on.
I found my slippers and my coat and made my way to my car. I drove quickly to get home to Brian. I pulled in the driveway, walked to the door, slipped my key in and I removed my coat and draped it over the banister once I was inside. I made my way upstairs to the room we had shared for the past six months. I wanted Brian now more than I ever have and as I entered the bedroom, I saw him sleeping on his back with his hands tucked behind the pillow. I walked over to the bed and pulled back the sheets and began stroking his cock. He shifted a bit and let out a sigh.
“Katherine,” he said breathlessly but seemed to be still sleeping. My heart always skipped a beat when he called me Katherine.
He didn’t seem to wake up as I continued to stroke him slowly. I lifted my shirt positioned my hips over his cock and lowered myself down onto him. My pussy was wet and it lubricated his cock as I slowly glided up and down his shaft. I leaned back against his legs and took him in deeper. I placed his hands on my hips and felt his grip tighten. I leaned over and kissed him.
He whispered, “Stay with me.”
I started to cry and finished what I had gone there for. We both reached orgasm and he let out a deep grunt. As I got off of him, he seized my hand trying to get me to stay. I pulled my hand from his and raced out of the room, grabbed my coat and left. I whimpered as I drove back to Katie’s. When I got back to her house, I headed into the guest room but sleep was hopeless. I lay awake thinking about Brian and what I had just done. After awhile, I walked out to the kitchen and sat down at the table and cried, the sun was beginning to rise.
”G’mornin’ Kath’,” Mark said as he crossed the kitchen to the refrigerator wearing just a t-shirt and boxers. I just looked up at him and forced a smile.
He looked a little worn out and I quietly chuckled to myself, “I guess Katie’s still got that touch, too.”
Katie wasn’t far behind. She just smiled and me and knew something was up. “You went to him last night, didn’t you?” she asked in an almost motherly kind of way seeing that I had been crying.
I just nodded as I stared blankly out the window. Mark had gone back to their room because he knew we wanted to talk again. “I basically raped him,” I told her. “I went to him, got what I wanted out of him and left. I’m no better than those guys in college. I just couldn’t help it. I heard you and Mark last night and I wanted Brian so bad I couldn’t control myself.”
“What you did was NOT rape,” Katie said sternly. “I’d bet he responded to your presence by pulling you closer and not pushing you away. I’d also bet that he didn’t consider it rape either,” she said. ” I don’t EVER want to hear you talk like that again! You’re way better than those monsters who beat and raped you in college.” I could hear annoyance in her voice.
Just then there was a knock at the door. We both had a good idea of who it was. I looked at Katie with tears in my eyes as she walked to the door. “Brian. You’re here awful early,” she said.
“Where is she?” he said impatiently while looking over her shoulder.
“She’s still…..” Katie started, but I interrupted her.
“I’m right here,” I said with my hand on Katie’s shoulder letting her know it was OK, I was ready to talk to him. He looked absolutely radiant as he smiled and the morning sunlight made his green eyes sparkle and dance.
My heart raced just at the sight of him and I wanted him so badly, but I resisted. “We need to talk,” I said coldly.
“Can we talk about this at home?” he asked rubbing his hands together to keep them warm.
“No. Here is just fine,” I said and he got the point from the tone of my voice.
“Why did you leave our bed last night, Kathy? I wanted to hold you close and you left,” he said with disappointment in his voice and my heart sank.
“I never should have gone there. It just makes this harder to deal with,” I told him as I felt tears in my eyes.
“Kathy, I love you with all my heart and soul. We will work this out. Didn’t Katie give you my letter?” he asked as he shot a look over my shoulder to Katie still standing in the background listening.
“How can we work anything out when I can’t trust you anymore, Brian?” I asked him and the look on his face just made my heart stop.
“Can I come in? It’s really cold out here,” he said still rubbing his hands together.
Katie gave me a nod and headed back to the kitchen. I took him by the hand and led him into the den. The guest room was off the den, and while I wanted to take him straight to bed, I didn’t. I was crying but dried my eyes before I turned to face him.
“Yes. Katie gave me your note. It was beautiful. But are still the issues of honesty and trust between us. These are two of the most important things in a relationship to me,” I said as I made a point not to sit down next to him just yet. “I do love you, Brian. Probably more than you’ll know, but I just don’t trust you right now.”
“You CAN trust me Kathy,” he told me as I saw him fighting back tears. “I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for deceiving you and I am ready to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I want you to trust me again. I want to see that look of longing in your eyes when you look at me.”
I wanted him even more now, but again I resisted and I kept my eyes fixated at the floor so he couldn’t see what was really in my heart. “You have a son. You need to focus on his needs. He needs his father,” I said, “I don’t want to get in the way.”
“He’s fine with his mother right now. I am part of his life. He knows I am his daddy. Stop changing the subject,” he said sounding annoyed and angry. “Did you read my letter, I mean truly READ it?” he asked.
“About 100 times,” I said as I could no longer contain my tears. “That’s what makes what I am about to tell you so difficult.” He just looked at me blankly. “I’ve uprooted myself from the only secure life I’d ever known. I came here to be with you and start a new life. I’ve done that. I am on the right track for the first time since I graduated college. My life is here now. I’ve got a blossoming business and I’ve made new friends. I have enough money saved now to find a home of my own….” I trailed off and swallowed hard and continued, “…and I think that’s what I need to do.”
“You — you can’t be serious,” he said.
“I am serious, Brian. You need to make things right with Jennifer for Adam’s sake. I think it’ll be best if I find a place of my own to live and give you your space,” I told him through my tears. “Your son needs you. Jennifer needs you.”
“Are you listening to yourself right now?” he asked. “I don’t need space, I need YOU. Yes, Adam needs me, but you can’t look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t want me in your life anymore. I’m sorry I never told you about him and I’m sorry I told Jennifer about you not being able to have kids. She doesn’t know why, just that you can’t. I am very angry with her for doing what she did, I told her that she would meet you when the time was right and she took it upon herself to meet you without my knowledge. I need to make things right with you before I deal with her,” he said trying to get me to make eye contact with him.
“Make amends with Jennifer. Be with your son. They need you more than I do,” I said with a pain in my heart. I refused to make eye contact with him because I knew if I did, he would see that I did need him, want him, crave him, but I didn’t want to get in the way of him and his son.
We talked for a few more hours and when he had said all that he wanted to say, and everything I wanted to hear, I was ready to forgive him. Deep down I was ready long before he came over here, but I needed to hear his words.
There was a knock on the door and Katie’s voice said quietly, “Everything OK in there? You two have been in there a long time.”
I walked to the door, opened it and smiled. “Things are better than they were a few hours ago,” I said as I hugged her.
“Can you give us a while longer?” I asked and she gave me a nod and a knowing look.
I turned to Brian. “I want you in my bed,” I told him. He just smiled at me, picked me up and carried me into the guest room.
He so gentle — even more gentle than our first night together — and I could feel the love and passion in his touch and in his kiss. “I know I made the right decision,” I thought to myself as we slowly and passionately made love like it was our first time.
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“More to come in this story. Watch for chapter three soon. I hope you’ve enjoyed the story so far. Feedback as always is welcome, but if it’s negative, please be gentle.”