How I met my second husband.
I met my second husband when I was forty-five and he was just nineteen. His family owned and operated an obedience school for dogs and he waited on me when I took my pitbull, Rusty, in for training.
I'd had Rusty for about six months and he was so rowdy I couldn't do a thing with him. He wouldn't even walk on a leash. I had to put him in a cage to take him in. My friend Linda helped me.
I saw him standing at the counter and we walked up to him. He gave us a big smile and said, "Hi, my name is James, how can I help you, ladies?"
I think I fell in love with him at first sight. Linda and I smiled back and I said, "Yes this is Rusty and I want you to train him. I can't do a thing with him. Give him the works."
He said, "Of course ma'am. We will do our best."
James then took my contact information and told me he would call me when I could come pick Rusty up. I asked him, "Could you give me an idea of how long it will take?"
As his assistant took Rusty away in his cage James said, "Well, I've worked with some pretty feisty dogs but the longest it ever took me was two weeks."
I told him, "Well, thank you, James. I look forward to hearing from you about when I can come and pick Rusty up."
As I turned to leave James said, "Ma'am, we have a dog here that I have just finished training. His owner will be here shortly to pick him up. Perhaps I can give you a demonstration of what I will be training Rusty to do...uh just to make sure it's what you want."
I told him, "Of course, I would love a demonstration."
James went and brought the dog over to me and Linda and showed us how the dog, a poodle sat on command and other stuff, and after each command James would give him a dog treat and pat him on the head and tell him he was a good boy.
I told James, "Yes, that is exactly what I want Rusty to do."
James said, "Well, I will work with Rusty for a couple days and give you a call and let you know how he is doing and how long I think his training will take."
I thanked James and Linda and I left. On the way to my car, Linda said, "I would do ANYTHING James ordered me to do and he wouldn't have to give ME a treat."
I looked at her and smiled and said, "Linda, you're terrible. You're old enough to be his mother."
Linda looked at me and said, "Tell me you wouldn't, and be honest."
I said with a smile, "Well...maybe."
And I left it at that. I waited two days, then on my lunch hour from work, I stopped in at the obedience school to see how Rusty was doing. James saw me and came over to me and said, "Hi, ma'am. You didn't have to stop by, I was just about to call you and give you an update on Rusty."
I told him, "That's ok. I was on my lunch hour and didn't have anything else to do. So, how is Rusty doing? And please call me Anne."
James smiled and said, " Ok, Anne. Well, Rusty is doing just fine and he should be a new dog in a couple weeks."
We made small talk until it was time for me to go back to work and I left. It took about two weeks, just like James said and he was calling telling me I could come and pick up Rusty. When I went in to pick him up James had Rusty on a leash walking him around, something Rusty would never do for me. When I walked in, James came up to me with Rusty at his side and gave me a big smile which I of course returned.
James said, "Hello, Anne. I think you will be very impressed with Rusty now."
He then took Rusty's leash off him and put him thru his paces and he obeyed all of James's commands. For which he received a treat, a pat on the head, and a good boy.
I asked James, "But will he do all that for me?"
James told me, "Of course he will Anne."
Then before I left with Rusty, James made sure he would obey the commands from me. He obeyed everyone and I rewarded him with a treat, a pat on the head, and a good boy.
It wasn't until a week later that I saw James again. I didn't see him at the training school. I saw him at a restaurant alone. I was sitting at my table reading my menu when a hostess walked by taking James to his table. He stopped and said, "Ann, right?"
I said, "Yes, Hello James."
He said, "It's nice to see you again, and how is Rusty?"
Before I had a chance to answer the hostess said, "Why don't you invite him to join you and you can tell him all about Rusty."
James gave me a big smile and said, "May I?"
I told him, "Please do."
James sat down and we talked mostly about Rusty. When we were done eating and ready to leave I couldn't find my credit card and I didn't have any cash. James saw me rummaging around in my purse and he asked, "Did you lose something?"
I stopped going thru my purse and said, "Um...I seemed to have left my credit card at home and I don't have any cash."
James said, "Don't worry, I got it."
I tried to protest saying,"No, no, I can't..."
But he cut me off and said, "I insist. But hey, if you want to pay me back have dinner with me Saturday night and you can pay."
I started to say, "Oh, James, I-I don't know..."
He said, "If you have plans or just don't want to that's ok I understand."
I told him, "What? UM...no I don't have plans and I would love to go to dinner with you. It's just..."
James asked, "It's just what?"
I said, "Well, I'm old enough to be your mother."
He smiled and said, "So, who says two friends can't have dinner together? If it will make you feel better we will talk about Rusty the whole time."
I smiled and said, "We can talk about something other than Rusty."
James said, "Good then, it's a date."
I told James, "I need to give you my address."
He said, "That's ok. I have it from when you brought Rusty into the school."
He walked me to my car and said, "I will pick you up at six pm Saturday night."
He was standing so close to me when he said it I thought he was going to kiss me. Lord, I wish he had. I told him," Y-Yes, six will be fine."
I then got in my car and he shut the door for me and I drove away as he stood in the parking lot watching. On the way home I asked myself, "What were you THINKING!? Accepting a date with a man, a 'boy' who is young enough to be your son!? Maybe I should just stop in at his work tomorrow and give him my share of the money for dinner tonight and that will be the end of it."
By the time I got home, I decided THAT was what I was going to do. The next day during my lunch hour I stopped in at the school to talk to James. I didn't see him when I first walked in. A female employee came up and asked if she could help me. Before I had a chance to say a word James walked over to us and said, "It's ok Beth, I got this."
James asked, "Please don't tell me you're canceling our date for Saturday night."
If he hadn't flashed me that damned boyish smile of his I would have paid him for my share of dinner the night before and told him no, we weren't still on for dinner Saturday. Instead, I told him, "Of course. I'm looking for to it. I just stopped by to ask where we are going so I...um...so I know what to wear."
James asked, "Well how about the place we had dinner at last night? Unless you want to eat someplace else?"
I told him, "No, no, that's fine. I will see you Saturday at six."
The whole way back to work I kept asking myself, "How could you chicken out like that?"
I pushed that thought out of my mind or tried to. When I got back to work I couldn't concentrate on my job. All I could think about was James and our date tomorrow night. So I told my boss I wasn't feeling well and I went home.
As soon as I got home I ran myself a nice hot bubble bath, as hot as I could stand it. Then I undressed and lowered myself in with a lot of "ooh's" and "ahhhh's" until I was all the way in the tub. I had almost forgotten how a nice hot bubble bath felt. I just sat there and soaked in the soothing hot water for twenty minutes, then I felt around outside the tub for my toy.
It was hollow and shaped like a banana. It had a cap on it that I could unscrew and take off then fill it with hot water then fuck whichever one of my holes I wanted to. Sure it wasn't as good as a real cock but it got the job done. I began fucking my pussy with it and calling out James's name and I was cuming in no time.
I stayed in the tub until the water started to get cold then got out and dried off. I was feeling so sexy that I didn't bother to get dressed, I just went to the kitchen to fix myself dinner. I didn't feel like cooking so I just made myself a salad and had a nice glass of wine.
After I ate I decided to call it a night and went to bed. I can't remember what I dreamed about. But when I woke up I was refreshed and ready to start the day. I was so excited about my date with James. I was so nervous I tried on everything in my wardrobe but I didn't like how I looked in any of it so I decided to go out and buy me a whole new outfit.
I spent all day shopping for an outfit. I must have tried on a hundred outfits before I decided on one. It was a red skirt with a white top and red jacket to match the skirt that went about halfway to my knees. I even bought new undergarments. Then I topped it off with a pair of red high heels and a new purse. I even bought new perfume and make-up and had my hair and nails done at the salon.
By the time I got done shopping, I had just enough time to go home, get a shower, and change before James came to pick me up for our date. Of course, he was right on time. When I heard him ring the doorbell I still had to put my perfume on and check my hair in the mirror.
When I opened the door James was standing there on the porch in a suit and tie and a dozen red roses. He flashed me that boyish smile and said, "I know this isn't really a date but I just couldn't resist bringing you flowers. I hope you don't mind."
I told him, "That's so sweet."
Then I took the flowers from him and put them in the empty vase on the table next to the door. I told James, "Just let me grab my purse and we can go."
Once we were outside and I had shut and locked the door James offered me his arm and I took it. When we got to the car James opened my car door for me. We made small talk on the way to the restaurant, he told me how nice I looked and I responded in kind. We talked about Rusty.
James asked, "So, is Rusty still being a good boy?"
I said, "Yes, he is being a very good boy."
When we got to the restaurant James opened my door for me and offered me his hand to help me out. As I stepped out of the car I couldn't help but think, from the look on his face, "He is starring at my legs."
I do have long legs and my first husband always said HE thought they were sexy. I blushed just thinking of it. James must have noticed because he asked me what was wrong. I smiled at him and told him, "Nothing, nothing at all."
I took James's arm again as we walked into the restaurant.
We were seated by the hostess and then the waitress came around and took our drink orders while we looked over our menus. I ordered a chicken salad with ranch dressing and ice water. James ordered a steak, well done french fries, and a Pepsi.
Once we had placed our orders James asked me, "So, how is Rusty doing?"
I told him, "Rusty is doing great."
James then said, "Please don't take this the wrong way, Ann. But why are you single? You are such a beautiful and attractive woman. I know I said it would be just two friends having dinner tonight, but I just couldn't stop myself from saying that. Please don't be mad."
I smiled and said, "Of course I am not mad. It has been a long time since a man has called me beautiful or attractive. But hey, I could ask you the same question. A handsome and attractive guy like you. I'm surprised you don't have young girls hanging all over you."
James said, "Well, to tell you the truth I'm not interested in 'girls' my age. I'm more interested in 'women'"
That made me blush again. I asked him, "So you have dated women my age before?"
He said, "I have dated a few women your age and a couple who were older."
I asked him, " What is it that attracts you to older ladies like myself?"
He told me, "For one they know how to please a man and they are so eager. And they know what they want when they make love to a man."
I was getting so wet after he said that. Yes, I knew what I wanted and I never had any complaints from my first husband about the way I pleased him."
James looked in my eyes and asked me again, "So, WHY are you still single?"
I told him, "Well, I was married for about twenty years, he was my high school sweetheart and the only man I have ever been with."
James asked, "Did he pass away or did you get divorced? I noticed you are not wearing a wedding ring."
I said, "Greg died in a car accident about five years ago."
James said, "I'm sorry Ann. That must have been awful. And you haven't been with a man since your husband?"
I said, "No, I haven't even dated anyone else. But I have ways of satisfying my needs."
I couldn't believe I said that and I could feel myself blushing again. Then I asked James, " Why didn't it work out between any of those other women."
He said, "Well, to tell you the truth at the time none of them were looking for anything serious, and neither was I, just some fun. They were all widows and their husbands were not the adventurous type when it came to sex. I myself have no inhibitions and that was just what they all needed, just great meaningless sex."
I know I should have been appalled but he seemed to be reading my mind. That was exactly what I needed and wanted. I got even wetter hearing him talk like that. I sooo wanted to touch myself but I knew it was impossible.
We talked as we ate our meals. I asked him if he liked his job. He said he did but it was just until he went to veterinary school to become a vet. After we ate he took me back to my place and of course he walked me to my door.
As I unlocked my front door James said, "I had a wonderful time Ann."
I told him, "So did I, James."
When I turned back around to face him he was standing so close to me our faces almost touched. I was about to say something but James kissed me first. It was the first time I had been kissed in five years and it felt wonderful. As we kissed James maneuvered us onto my porch swing. Once we were on the swing James started kissing my neck and undoing the buttons on my jacket.
I didn't resist in any way. But as he removed my jacket I told him, "We shouldn't be doing this."
James said, "I know you want this, I can smell how wet you are. But hey, just tell me to stop and I will leave."
As he said this he was undoing the buttons on my blouse. Of course, I didn't want him to stop so I didn't say a word as he opened my blouse and unhooked my bra letting my breast spill-free.
Once my breasts were free James slowly ran a hand between my thighs and easily slid a finger into my wet pussy. As he fingered me I grabbed his head with both hands and pulled his face to my breasts. He eagerly licked and kissed them, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it and then the other.
By this time James had three fingers in my soaking pussy. He started fingering me harder, deeper, and faster each time he shoved his fingers into me. I knew I was close to an orgasm so I begged him, "James please! If you don't stop I am going to orgasm!
James gently raked his teeth across my nipples then said, "That's the idea."
I cried, trying to catch my breath, "James...please! There...is...something...you...don't...know...about...me! When...I...orgasm...I..."
I never got to finish what I was trying to tell him. I was squirting all over his hand and him as I started to orgasm. James said, "Oh, my God! You're a squirter!"
He was smiling when he said it. I cried, "Yessssss!"
When I noticed he was smiling said, tears streaming down my face, "It's not funny! It's so embarrassing!"
He told me, "What I think is funny is that you are embarrassed about it. I think it is sooooo sexy."
He said, "Look at me, Ann."
He kissed the tears from my cheeks and then quickly unzipped his pants and my skirt, pulled my panties off. At this point, I don't think either of us was worried about catching a disease or the chance I might get pregnant. The latter being very unlikely. James shoved my skirt up so it was around my waist then grabbed my asscheeks with both hands and lifted me up and down on his cock.
I started lifting myself up and down on his cock and he told me, "Hey, let me do all the work"
He lifted me up and down on his by my ass.
My God, he was so big! It didn't hurt but it WAS a tight fit, at least for a little while before his cock loosened me up. I tried to hold out as long as possible before orgasming again. I wanted to savor every second of it. But it had been so long since I had anything but toys and my own fingers in my pussy I probably didn't last two minutes before I was cuming and squirting all over James again. He seemed to cum in me at the same exact time I orgasmed.
When we had recovered and caught our breath I slid to my knees on the porch in front of James and took his cock in my hand and licked it clean of both our cum and juices.
His cock looked even BIGGER than it FELT in my pussy. He was still rockhard so when I got done cleaning him up I took James's cock into my mouth. Just the tip at first, sucking it and swirling my tongue around it. James looked down into my eyes and said, "You don't have to do this Ann."
I just ignored him and slowly took more of his cock into my mouth and down my throat. It caused me to gag and choke, but I kept taking his massive young cock until he was balls deep and his cockhairs were tickling my nose.
I then pulled his cock halfway out of my mouth and bobbed my head up and down on James's shaft. My God! It had been too long since I'd had a cock in my mouth, and NEVER one THIS BIG or THIS YOUNG. I was in heaven. It was then that I realized how exposed we were, outside on my porch. But at this point, I didn't care and James didn't seem to either.
I gradually sped up my headbobbing on James's cock. As I sucked his rockhard cock and caressed his balls I could tell he was about to cum. Greg never came anywhere near as much as James did even when he was James's age.
When James shot his load I pulled back so just the tip of his cock was in my mouth. I couldn't believe how big a load he had! I couldn't swallow fast enough. I started choking so I pulled the tip out of my mouth and I got a facial and it sprayed my tits.
After he was done cuming I stood up and said, "Shouldn't we go inside before someone sees us?"
James kissed me, fixed his pants, and carried me into my house. He moved in with me after that and we were married six months later.