He came into the room and stood there for a moment looking at everything but me as he started talking about his day. All the problems at work, complaining about this or that, I listened as I always had and felt his frustration and pain even more so when he directed it at me. Later as we sit down for dinner and he continues "the conversation" and I fall into my quite vague responses of yes, no, and I am sorry. He continues and I slide into my own thoughts and remembrance of today....
He came to the door to see about replacing my kitchen counters and maybe doing some other work around the house. I noticed him the first time that I saw him. His name was Jay Spencer, tall, in the dark and handsome category. What was most remarkable about him was his eyes. They danced between a greenish grey to almost hazel and I found myself wondering what they would like with passion in them. As he explained the cost and other things,I found myself just nodding and watching his lips. Then letting my eyes drift down to his large hands and I almost came undone in my thoughts as I started to imagine them...his lips and hands on me. I swallowed hard and quickly excused myself as a wetness gathering between my thighs and my clit started to ach. With him in mind and what I wanted to do to him and have him do to me I set to pleasuring myself. I stood in the bathroom against the close door the pain was unbearable. I put my hand down the front of my jeans and slid them into that wet warm place between my legs. Moving between the lips of my pussy,I started to caress myself once I reached my destination. The pain turns to pleasure,as I gave myself over to the feeling of my own touch. I got lost in the silk inside of the wall and then stroking the clit every sooo softly and slowly. As the pressure build I quickened my pace pushing my jean and panties down my thighs, so that I could have better access. My hands were now coated with my juice, my fingers almost numb with the constant use and then I felt it coming. My orgasm came at me in a rush, a hot hard and fast. I slide down onto the bathroom floor as my body withered and jerked on the bathroom floor. When I came back to myself, I was tingling all over, I had a warm puddle between my legs and my hand was sticky mess, but I felt amazing. I got up off the floor, cleaned up and went back to face the cause of my orgasm hoping that he had no clue of what had just happened ...
I was wrong but he did not let on that he knew. Jay just continued to act as if nothing had happened. I realized that he knew when he asked me to call him Jay as he left my home. He said that he would be here in the morning after my husband went off to work. Jay said all of this, as he looked at me,making feel like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. I just nodded my head feeling that my voice had failed me as I shut the door. Spending the rest of that day and waiting for the morning to come.
I was washing dishes with a mind to what I was going to do next when the doorbell rang. My heart all but stopped,I had not forgotten what Jay had said just pushed it to the back of my mind as a fantasy. Was the fantasy now coming to life, I asked myself as I went to open the door? He was there and with an older man who I glanced at twice trying not to stare. I half listen as Jay went over with the man the things that need to be done. I hurt and angry with myself for hoping... silly me. I went back to my dishes and my mundane plans
You are going to hurt yourself if you keep washing that knife like that.
I froze in place and held my breath in realization of what and who was behind me. A chance to feel again and Jay,was I ready to cross that boundary after having lived my life safe and bored behind it?
His arms went around me and his hands slid into the warm soapy water dishwater to join mine wrapping around my hands forcing me to drop the knife. I stood there in the warm embrace of his arms for moment before I gave in. Leaning back into his embrace feeling his hard body against mine I felt the spark of passion rising in me the first after soo many years. Putting small hands in his big ones and washed them as if he was washing away any resolve that I might have. Once he was finished, Jay took a dishtowel and dried my hands one at a time. I watched him as he went about the task with great gentleness and care. Once Jay was finished, he threw the towel on the counter and led me out of the kitchen to through the rest of the house up to my bedroom. At this point,I had said nothing only following his lead. I guess I was afraid that he might stop knowing that I needed him to continue. As I could not make the moves myself because I had spent too many years listening and waiting on my husband's love. I watched as he went and sat down on the bed facing me. His beauty eye looking me over slowly not judging but just looking, acknowledging my presence. I knew what he must be seeing, a woman of medium height,on the plumb side with the shadow of good looks still lingering about among the sadness and neglect. I had decided to let my hair grow out from the short bob that I had worn for years, in an attempt to please my husband, who had not noticed.
"All you have to do is say no," Jay whispered as he looks into my eyes.
I said nothing, just stood there in my sweats, bare footed waiting. .. waiting for him to help me.
Come here, he said after a few minutes.
Putting one foot in front of the other, I walked toward him and uncertainly. Taking my hands in his Jay examined them in turn, stroking the skin as if he was trying to put me to memory. Jay then looked up as me smiling softly as he released my hands.
"Take off you sweat shirt ", Jay said quietly never taking his eyes off me.
I looked at him twice to see if I had heard him right. Then I did as he had asked taking of my sweat- shirt and exposing myself. This morning I had taken the time to put on a bra something that I did not normally do when at home. I guess I did it with the workers, in mine, but normally I went braless at home. As I stood there, afraid to look him in the face for fear of what I might see. I am not a young woman almost middle age if fact and my body I think shows my years, so I was fearful that he might not find me desirable.
"Your skin is beautiful," Jay said in a whisper that held an admiration and wonder.
I lifted my eyes and looked into his blue one to see that he found me beautiful... it gave me hope. So much so that I started to remove my bra, but he stopped me.
"No, let me," he said as he reached up to stop me.
Starting at my right wrist Jay placed light kisses up my arm stopping at the bend of my elbow to lick the spot after placing a lingering kiss there. My arm felt like it was on fire and the rest of me was rushing to join in. It has been soo long since I had felt anything like that and I wanted more. Jay seem to know my need and he took his time for every touch was a caress and kiss a praise to the beauty that he saw in me. When he had me naked, Jay sat back and let his eye wander over my naked form as if he was trying to put what he saw to memory. I was pleased and scared. What kind of lover would I be. As it is, the most that had been asked of me was pretty much to lay there and take it. Afterward my husband would fall asleep leaving me wanting and wondering if there was more. Now I think I was about to find out. Jay stood up and walked around me murmuring words of admiration concerning my assets. He seemed to love the fullness of my hourglass shaped body, the large breasts, narrow waist,and wide hips. Jay even compliments the color of polish on my toenails. The last thing he exposed was my hair. He took the barrette off my hair and ran his hands through it. The black color was chemically maintained but the thickness and length was my own. He held its weight in his hand then let it fall to top of my hips where is caressed the skin of my back. Jay buried is face in my hair as he wrapped his arms around me. My body whole body was now on fire and he held me against him I could feel the roughness of his clothing against me as well as his cock. I turned in his arms to face looking up into his face I could see the desire and the permission given. I started to undress him as he had done me, first the lips,the eyes,nose and then down to his neck. I could not control myself to wait until he was naked to admire him I stopped twice, the first time when I got his tee shirt off. Jay's chest looked like it had been sculpture out of tan marble down to his 6-pack abs. With eyes lips and hands, I put him to memory his nipples a deep shade of mauve large and erect received the first of many tastings to come. I couldn't control myself,I sucked a nipple and surrounding flesh as much as I could into my mouth. Then I held him that teasing his nipple with my tongues,as my hands were busy stroked his back and muscular arms. It all went so fast,I went at him as if I was looking for treasure,which I knew that he had on him. It seemed in no time I was kneeling at his feet looking up at his naked body, taking in the long muscular lines of his legs to his cock,which laid like a scimitar against his 6-pack abs just a breath under his navel. I felt my breathing become shallow and rapid as I looked up at him, it was almost like worshiping a Roman god or something. The rest of my body had long since turned into a wanting thing. My pussy was all but ready to purr it was swollen hot and sticky wet. I could smell the scent of my own desire as it floated up to me, which made my nipples even harder. I found myself sliding my hands up his body now slightly damp with a thin film of sweat and throbbing with heat to the cock. I took into my hands and pulled it gently but firmly away from his stomach. With no thought, I put the thick mushroom head of it into mouth and about lost my mind. OMG! The velvety texture of it against my tongue and the salty taste of his essence I swear I almost came! Wanting more,I tried to slide as much of him as I could into my mouth and down my throat until I almost gagged. Even then, I did not pull up off him,I just held in my mouth and throat enjoying the fill of him in me. Jay by now had both his hands in my hair and was moan and cursing at the same time or so I thought it seems that he was speaking another language... Italian? Whatever he was saying it sounded wonderful but not as wonderful as he felt in my mouth and down my throat. The pressure was building for me to release him so I pulled back just enough to keep Jay in my mouth but not to release him. Then I got a big taste of his precum all salty, thick, and warm and it sent me back into ecstasy again. I wanted more so I started sucking on him as I primed his staff with my hands. More came but it was not enough so I started caressing his ball sack. I guess it had gotten to be too much for Jay because the next thing I knew he had pulled off him by my hair and I was flying in the air backwards onto the bed. Landing on my back with my legs and arms spread eagle I tried to get my hair out of my face. As set-up and I, I felt the bed give as Jay joined me. With one hand, he pulled me to the center of the bed before lying down next to me. I was still trying to climb out from under my hair when he lay down next to me. Jay looked me over with eyes that said so much but it was his lips that spoke.
"Catherine,I know", he said has he stroke tendrils of hair out of my face so that he could see my eyes.
I said nothing,fear had silence me... almost as much as shame had.
What happens after today, is strictly up to you, Jay said softly as he locked eyes with me and waited to see if I understood his meaning.
I did, so I kissed him as my answer to his statement. The kiss start off tender searching and then passion took over between us. We let ourselves be carried away by it with no boundaries. Hands mouths arms legs became entwined ending with us in a 69. With Jay on top and me on the bottom, the licking and sucking was done with passion that had us both shaking, desire for relief. As Jay's tongue played a sensual game of catch and release with my clit I went back to deep throating his cock as I firmly grasped his ass cheeks. We started fuck each other we could mouths with first control movement than will abandonment took over. Sweating,groaning a much as with our mouths full we came shooting and releasing hot, sticking,cum and we drank deeply of it. My body tingled from head to toe when fell apart taking labored breaths, Jay body was still jerking as his orgasm worked its way through him. I can hear him this time he was speaking English and I smiled turning to him with effort.
Ohh woman I am not through with you yet, but that was damn good, Jay said as he seem had found the energy to move. Before I could speak, Jay had position himself between my legs. This time his cock took control of my pussy and the rest of me. Jay kissed me deeply letting me taste myself from his mouth mixing with his cum in my mouth as his slide his cock into me in. The feeling, it made me almost forget how to think, he girth and length spread my core to it limits, then he pulled it out and almost to the end of it has he hovered above me. Now looking down at me with a hunger that I had never seen I believe that he was going to try to fuck me into the next life!
Pulled your legs up on my shoulders he said between clenched teeth.
With his help, I did as I was told; he coached, and teased me into wrapping myself around him and rising up to meet his thrust. The head of the bed was banging hard against the wall as we hammered ourselves into each other. Sweat rained off us perfuming the air with our essence, then I felt it and swear I could hear it my orgasm was coming. I also notice briefly that Jay's body movement had changed and it was now most urgent.
"Oh damn baby cum with me...," he said between moans.
I started chanting,"Oh "over and over again, for it was all that I could say as my mind and body following Jay. We pistol-whipped ourselves into each other mouths open fighting for each breath and glistening in sweat. The bed hit the wall with one loud bang and broke we did not stop. I remember screaming as what little control I had left me. I felt my pussy contract around Jay cock as he fired his cum into me so hard that I could feel it, which just made me cum harder. Then we both screamed and moaned as we gave up and gave into each other desires.
Sometime later after we fixed the bed and took along shower together, touching each other, kissing being as lovers,we redressed and I walked him down stairs where kissed me lightly in parting.
"Catherine remember the decision is yours. There is a time to stay, time to hold on and a time for letting go, your happiness depends on it," with that said he left.
I wandered out to where the kitchen and stood there with my mouth open. My new counters tops were beautiful. It also hit me that the worker may have heard everything that took place up stairs and I realize at that moment that I did not care. I spent the rest of the day the doing things that I normally do all the while thinking about what Jay had said.
Now as I stand here not listening to whatever my husband was complaining about and made my decision. I left him that evening; I just picked up my handbag car key and walked out. It has been two months now and I have not seen or heard from Jay. I have thought about him often and wondered if he thinks about me a little, the older woman,who had passionate sex with him, a much younger man while his father was working downstairs replacing my countertops. I guess that day we both let go of something and moved on.
Michael Bolton: A Time for Letting Go