I had been thinking about him off and on for a while. We had not ended or continued with this so call relationship after our first meeting. The first kiss was intense, and the fucking, well, it had me wanting to change my life, but that wasn't part of the deal. Now he was walking the halls of my mind and flooding my body with a need for him that I had tried to fill with masturbation and other things, only to walk away wanting him more. My body, hot, tight, and stiff, wanted more of what I had experienced, and while my heart said no, my mind was screaming yes. With a phone in hand, I made the call.
I said nothing as common sense was choking my body into hanging up the phone.
"How are you?" the voice said after a pause coming to me in a deep and husky whisper.
Feeling my insides quiver, I responded with a hello of my own. Now feeling so many things and one being embarrassed and a bit guilty.
"Are you remembering the time we were together... are you in need?" he asked with the whisper of a smile on his so kissable lips.
The last part pulled at me in such a way that I gave myself away and said why I had called, and I felt my soul go silent. Almost said why I had called.
Then there was a deep sigh at the other end of the phone, and I knew what was coming next. Having no one to blame but myself, I waited, but nothing was forthcoming. Then the line went dead. He had hung up. He had hung up, leaving me remembering and in need.
It was late when I finally decided to call it a night after trying to distract myself from work, but it was no help. Getting home to an empty house and a note;
"Honey had to go out of town will be back on the weekend OXOX "
Dropping the note half heartily on the counter, not even bothering to pick it up as it slipped off the counter and onto the floor.
I had the same attitude while undressing, leaving a trail of shoes, skirt, blouse, and other sundries in my wake. Until reaching the clawfoot tub, a birthday gift from me was large enough for two. Standing here naked, watching the tub fill with warm scented water after throwing in a bath bomb. I turn to look at myself in the large mirror that was up against the far wall. Looking at the reflection of me as the tub fills, I turn slowly, taking in my nakedness. The entire large pendulum dark nipple breasts let my eyes take in the thickened waist and pudgy tummy I try to cover with my hands...silly me. Then I start to turn slowly, taking in my thinly hair-covered pussy to my thick thighs. Ending with looking over my right, then left shoulders at my ass, and then at him.
"God I love your body."
Closing my eyes for a second upon hearing his voice, I felt shivers dancing up and down my spine, ending at my clit, and I moaned in response. Opening them, I saw that they had not deceived me nor had my ears. He really was here. His eyes in a lazy caress moved over me, stopping here and there at points he loves. Still handsome, tall, and athletic body seeing that time had been kind to him, almost stopping when I had last seen him. His dark blond hair was long on top but tapered on the side, accenting the strong lines of his face that he had grown into. Holding my stare as he slowly licks his lips that ended in a smile, letting me know he knew my secret.
Sighing, I turned from our reflections in the mirror, finding the calmness in myself to walk over and turn off the water flowing in the tub. Feeling the warmth of the bath rug under my feet and the steaming heat of the water in the tub, I breathe in deeply the scent of Honeysuckles, and Jasmine filled the air to calm my nerves. His presence and my own need threaten to reawaken in me the memories of afternoon meetings under the pretense of assisting with academic studies or helping study for a test. Nothing questionable, or so it seemed.
"I wanted to call you and see you again, but... well that was then and this is now."
"Yes, now we are at different places in our lives," I said just above a mumble, knowing that even now my words sounded hollow to me, then I felt the warmth of his body against my back, and I moaned...
"Yes, you in the front of the class and me seated in that class," he said, his hands stroking down my arms and then as lips kissed a path down the right side of my neck to my collar bone as he wraps his arms around my body pressing his front into my back causing us both to moan.
"There is no reason for us not to be as we were...school is over! "He said, moving from my throat to my lips with just a turn of my body to face his.
Lost in the kiss that was driving out any thoughts I had of saying no, my hands started stroking the muscles of his back arms and down to the top of his ass. Touching, caressing, teasing, and remembering, I knew there would be only one answer. The need was too great in both of us.
He picks me up with relative ease, places me in the tub of warm scented water, and moves to join me. I smile at him as this is the first time I have been in this sizeable two-person tub with anyone, not even my husband.
"Don't sit down I'm going to wash you."
The way he said those words fueled my arousal so that my clit hurt with need, and my nipples join in the response. I wanted his hand's mouth, his body all of him on and in me. The taste of his skin and hot, salty-sweet cum ran over my tongue and down my throat as my need for him roared at back me. I wanted this young man who saw beyond my proper professor facade and collegian professional binding and saw me for the slut that I wanted to be and the days of sucking his cock until he came before class and him fucking me...
"Oh yes, baby I am going to fuck you as I did in college and then I'm going to expand on that. When I finish you are not going to know where you begin and I end. Now come here", he commanded in a voice deep with desire and promise ended whatever restrictions that I had put upon myself, so I did as I was commanded.
His hands were strong yet gentle on my body where it needed to be and passionate where they need to me. Between soaping and massaging, fingers found my every curve and valley. Each exploration was pushed me further to the edge of sanity and closer to orgasm that I knew would shatter me. Bending over and hanging onto the sides of the tub the best I could, feeling as if I was already hotter than the bathtub water as he replaces the washcloth with his tongue and fingers in my ass and pussy. Then he sucks what felt like a mouth full of my inner thigh of my right leg into his mouth held It there as he rubs the side of my head against my clit. Oh God!!! I am on the edge of pain and pleasure, and I didn't care as I fed both. His thick curly hair with its slightly coarse texture did things to my clit as I rub... he rubs his head against it that was beyond words. Hell, he had me howling! He moves from my right leg to my left, he did the same, and I was on the point of cumming when I found myself underwater.
Coughing and spitting water and gasping for air, I came up to find him standing outside of the tub and with a very seductive smile on his handsome face.
"No, Prof you owe me and I am going to collect. I am going to feed my need and yours too," he said, leaning into me and giving me a chase kiss on my open mouth as I still gasping for air.
"Now get out of the tub and come suck my cock and lick my balls."
To be continued.