As she welcomed me into her humble abode, I couldn’t resist feeling proud of her achievements. Here was a woman I loved and her success in her career had positioned her as a yuppie homeowner. It was a single bedroom unit, but it was hers, ours if she intended and I would no doubt move in with her in a heartbeat if she so desired.
Contrary to what my friends would have thought, having a more successful woman as my other half would be a big crush on my sensitive male ego but it was at this time, looking lovingly at her as she held my hand and walked me around her home, showing me the well-kept bedroom, the clean and ready to go kitchen as well as lighting up my cigarette as we stood at the balcony and admired the lights flickering from the ships anchored far off East Coast while we basked in the quiet of the night, I would have given anything away in life just for this wondrous moment. To be holding her close in our own little quiet space.
“Baby,” I whispered as I drew on another puff, “If you ever need someone to help you out with the chores at home, and if you don’t mind, let me know.” It was all I could offer but I meant it sincerely.
With her head laid on my shoulder, her arms locked in mine; she shushed me and said that the spare keys are mine and that this was as much mine as it was hers. We stood on the balcony for what seemed like an eternity as I slowly finished my smoke. The gentle and cool night breeze caressed us as we stood close silently, watching the traffic from ECP passing us by down below and the faraway lights of the sea vessels looking like reflections of the night sky.
I was still admiring the scenery when she left for the kitchen to get a tissue to put away my cigarette and to prepare some dessert and drinks for the both of us. I went into the living room and sat on the couch, still brand new with a refreshing scent that she must have applied. The place was done up simply, a TV and a DVD player was all she had for entertainment and instead of ceiling lights, the place was dimly lit with a warm and soothing hue from the wall lights. The coffee table, of mahogany wood made, was bare save for an elegant glass vase with apple white colored baby tulips.
As I lay back on the couch to relax, the only sounds I could hear were the almost indistinct engine noises from the vehicles traveling along ECP, with the occasional sharp motor sounds from a passing motorbike. It felt surprisingly good. She came back out with 2 glasses of red wine and some grapes on a small plate. “Sorry dear, nothing much left in the fridge but I hope you don’t mind some super sweet red grapes. Seedless too, the way you like them.”
“I really like your home. I feel that I’m like in nirvana being here. It’s like I can be oblivious to anything here and just forget all my worries.” She was putting on a CD in the DVD player and turned around to look at me. “Hon, I let you listen to my favorite artist, Kevin Kern.” Beautiful and soothing piano tunes began to softly permeate the living room as she came back and sat beside me. We listened to music and shared the grapes, playfully trying to feed one another. We would be the poster boy and girl for the word “Blessed”. Locking our arms while holding our wine glasses, akin to what newlyweds would do on their wedding night. We sipped wine and just reveled in one another’s company. We were still clothed in our work wear but there was no attempt to go further on either of our part, we were just plain old happy and I daresay, very much in love with one another… True love…
I was the first to make the move though. I slipped my free hand onto her face to push aside a runaway strand of hair that fell across her face. Pushing it behind her ear, I kept my hand lingering on her face and touched her cheeks so softly, as if any harder would despoil her beauty.
Her hand too held mine as I caressed her face, her beautiful eyes looked knowingly and lovingly into mine as we moved closer and locked our lips, not for the first romantic time, but it was certainly not the last. My heart throbbed wildly as I shared the kiss with my one and only. The woman that I took 30 over years to find and to finally hold close and to share all the dreams we had. The gentle searching of tongue and lips soon gave way to a harder and stronger yearning as we hugged each other tighter and soft moans from her soon replaced the soft tunes that were swirling around us both.
Wanton desire overwhelming me, I pushed her back against the back of the couch and straddled her, both my hands pushing her hair back as we kissed and kissed, never showing any signs of letting up except to break occasionally to catch a breath but locking up again as if we were each other’s source of oxygen.
Her hands explored my back and pulled my buttocks closer to her, keeping our bodies barely a few inches apart. Yanking my shirt up, she had access to my bare skin and ran her hands and nails over it, skin on skin, increasing my yearning for her exponentially. Her breaths were hurried but controlled and somehow I knew that we both wanted this night to last forever and since there was no one else in our world, no commitments, we would stretch the night for all it was worth.
I felt a wet tear on my face and broke the kiss to rub it away. She smiled that same smile that I loved, “You ok dear? How come crying?” I saw that her eyes were wet with moisture but she shrugged it off and pulled our foreheads together as she held my face. “Nothing hon, I just wanted to tell you, there is nothing more that I wish for anymore after I have you. And I’m not going to let you go ever, because I know you are the one for me.”
“I’m never going to let go too, you know?” I wiped another tear that seemed like it was going to streak down her face. “Don’t cry babe, we only cry when we are sad. But if you are happy for us, keep the laughter and smiles coming, because I live for them as I live for you. And as long as I can make you laugh and smile, I will do so, because I love you…” With that we locked again in another round of never breaking kiss, her tears came much more freely but I was there to wipe every single one of them away.
We must have spent the last half an hour locked in each other’s orifices when she suddenly made the move to unbutton my shirt and pull it away from me. I returned the favor and removed her blouse, revealing her black bra that served little purpose to hide her luscious breasts that lived in my fantasies so often when I was alone and dreaming about her. I cupped her mounds and felt the hardness of her nipple trying hard to push through the bra cup.
“Dear, I think it’s time for me to go shopping with you for lingerie. I like those bras where the catch is in the front so I can remove it while I can still look at your face.” She had a habit of applying perfume on her cleavage and whiffs of her scent greeted me as I bent down to kiss her breasts.
She giggled at my remark and sat straight up while pushing me backwards so I could have a full frontal view of her body. “Its easy hon, you just look at me now while I remove it for you.” Her hands went to her back and her bra was off in moments. Her assets fully freed from their restrictions, they called out to me invitingly as my hands seemed to have a life of their own and somehow ended up playfully tickling her already erected nipples as well as touching smooth skin.
As my hands were busy toying with her breasts, I sat beside her while she started work on removing my pants. It wasn’t an easy feat as I had already been showing hints of a belly but yet I still stubbornly refused to buy new pants to fit in and continued to squeeze myself into my already too tight pants. I gave out a sigh of relief and welcomed the comfort when my belt and zipper was removed. Her breasts were soft and youthfully bouncy and try as hard as I might, I couldn’t stop caressing them. It made it easy for her as she met no resistance as she stripped me to my underwear – not that I would resist my loved one anyway.
My throbbing erection was already fighting to be released from my briefs as it was pushing its head hard against the elastic strap, seeking freedom. Freedom came when she slipped her hand into my briefs and stroked it, as if calming a trapped animal. I lifted my butt in order to help her remove my briefs and then I was totally naked.
“Dear, I wish we’d known each other when I was younger. My body would have been in a better shape for you. I feel so… old now…” I regretted not keeping my body in shape, being used to life in an office and letting my body fade to middle-age-dom.
She kissed me full again and only broke to tease, “You are really a silly old man, Grimnar.” And she leaned close to kiss again. She pushed me against the couch now as it was her turn to sit astride me. She pulled her skirt up around her waist, exposing her panty and took my hand and positioned it to touch her womanhood.
Not wanting to disappoint her in anyway, using my thumb and fingers I touched her and felt her wetness soaking through the fabric of her panty. Her all familiar scent came to me, just like the many times before when we petted but not going so far as to make out. I slipped a finger through the panty and felt her warm, wet and wanting flesh. Her clit was engorged and easy to find and I focused my efforts on it. The reward I sought was to have her moaning and squirming at my touches.
Not sparing her breasts any rest time, my other hand cupped and squeezed at them while my mouth suckled her nipples, biting them softly occasionally and using my teeth to scrape along her areolas while my tongue flicked and wetted her nipples. Never sparing her a moment of rest, I alternated frenching her like long lost lovers and focusing on her breasts while my hands were stroking her back or breasts and as well as masturbating her.
I wanted her to have an orgasm if all these could manage it and it did seem that she was getting close. Her body arched towards me, pushing her breasts deeper into my mouth as I was sucking it. She held my head tightly within her bosom and I realized I already had a finger deep within her pussy as my thumb continued to rub her clitoris semi-violently. My arm muscles were sore but I ignored it and put it aside. I knew she loved every moment of it and I was not going to let it stop and tonight we were going to be going all the way.
Her moans became more audible and her body jerked harder than ever before, buckling under all my efforts. In between kisses and breast loving, she was softly exclaiming, “Dear! Dear!” which then drowned off into more moans of pleasure.
Her orgasm came audibly hard as she gave out a loud shout of immense pleasure as I felt her vagina walls locking tight against my finger as she held me to her breasts. I could smell her Bvlgari fragrance on her bosom as she gave in and I could feel her legs shivering while she was stuck in the throes of an orgasm. I stroked and caressed her back while she slowly recovered from it and breathed more steadily. My hand was completely wet with her fluid now and her panty was soaked with her juices as I helped to remove it. The room smelled of raw sex and it just turned me on even more.
We embraced again, kissing as though we just started once more while she slid her hand below, held my hardened yet neglected manhood and positioned it for entry.
“Babe, wait! Condom?” I asked as I held her back. “You said the bedroom has them?”
She kissed my forehead and pushed me back against the couch and then I was suddenly in her. Her warmth and wetness engulfed me as we finally merged into a single being. I was at a loss for words and felt a deep tug within me as I closed my eyes and felt her vaginal muscles close in on me and hug me too within.
“I lied darling.” She whispered into my ear. “I will never need condoms with you.” She started to ride slowly, her silky wetness and the raw sensation of our love sending me waves upon waves of pure pleasure. My hands held her waist as if to steady her when she bucked too violently and also to stop her to kiss when I was close to my own orgasm. I didn’t want it to end so soon but her sexiness, coupled with my love for her and everything else tonight only seemed to accelerate my coming.
“Just come inside me, you silly boy.” She rode harder now, making it impossible for me to keep myself from coming. “Then we can shower and clean up and do it all over again and again!”
I was trapped and had no other recourse except to listen to her. My muscles tensed all too familiarly and I bear hugged her close and grunted my own orgasm into her. Throbs upon throbs of love spilled forth and filled her insides as I weakened and held her close as the after effects of my tremendous orgasm washed over me.
We held and embraced till I had gone soft and slid out of her. She giggled and led me to wash up in the shower. With her hints of more to come tonight, I groaned in pretense of tiredness but she was always the sexily playful other half and got me erected again in the shower and we ended up making out in the bathroom within moments.
We spent that night without sleep. Both of us bringing one another to orgasm after orgasm as much as we could manage it and it was around 5am when I was standing at the balcony again, taking a smoke when I looked up into the clear skies and found black nothingness’. I smiled evilly at the sky which was devoid of all stars.
She came up silently behind me and hugged me from the back, naked breasts pushing against my back. I turned around to face the woman of my life and opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came. Inside I was a boiling pot of emotions, there was so much I wanted to share with her, my thoughts, my life and my everything but I was speechless at this juncture.
She seemed to know it and held a finger to my lips, effectively keeping me silent. She tiptoed and kissed my lips, purposely tracing her nipples along my chest as she did that.
“Sex can exist without Love. But Love cannot exist without Sex.” She pulled me away from the balcony and back into our love nest and we spent the next few hours till daybreak making more love…