Hello my beautiful lady CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 2
“Surrender, sweet surrender.” I was holding off from cumming with a huge effort of concentration. Finally, feeling her body tense and almost spasm, she flowed juice onto my balls, and I released my restraint. My sperm flew out of me, splattering inside her pussy with force. We lay together in a tight hug, smiling at each other between kisses. My stomach then began rumbling which caused her to form a mock frown, before she laughed. “Well Hazel,” I said, “you’ve certainly satisfied my cock’s appetite, but my belly tells me I’m starving.” “Jay, I’m sure we can rectify that problem if we try; go back to your Aunt’s and shower and get changed lover, while I do the same, then I’ll treat us to a meal.” I left. Under the shower, once again I found it curious how Mrs K’s voice fluctuated so much. During foreplay or the actual act of sex, it was girlish, gigglish, and very youthful. But in normal conversation, it was deeper, riper, and almost authoritative. I found both forms affecting. As well as her being a wonderfully expressive, sensuous lover, I had to admit that I found the big age gap between us, maybe as much as nearly thirty years, a huge turn on. I’d always had girlfriends of my own age, or slightly younger; and while I had some good times with them, I just seemed to find a heightened sensuality with this mature lady. Whether it was some sort of power thing, or maybe even a form of repressed guilt, I neither know nor care. It was hard to define, but it was oh so delicious to experience. MRS K’S STORY I showered and dressed. I wore a pale blouse, black skirt and high heels. I took care with my make-up. I felt good, better than I had for a long time. I had a lovely warmth in my stomach; that exquisite feeling I have known in the past after I’ve had long, satisfying sex. I called a favourite restaurant and ordered a table, then rang for a taxi; I didn’t want to drive; I felt like sharing a drink with Jay. I went and knocked on my neighbour’s door. Jay seemed to answer almost immediately. He looked so gorgeous. In ways he reminded me of my son. He looked so tall and handsome; with a kind, yet very vaguely sad face, and beautiful eyes.