Hello my beautiful lady CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 4
When we returned to my house, and Jay had paid the taxi driver, I poured us both a large glass of brandy. We sat on the settee, sipped some, and kissed; then I took Jay’s hand and led him upstairs. Inside my bedroom we fell lightly onto the bed. I was feeling horny; I wanted his hands on me and his cock deep in me. Yet, I wanted somehow to prolong the feeling of expectation, while he, young and eager, was obviously aroused and ready for action, as it were; his penis was straining hard against his trousers, forming a funny, but at the same time sexy, tent shape. Although he was clean and smelt wonderful, I asked Jay to go into my shower, and to “get fresh please young man, before you get sweaty and dirty with me.” Although he looked reluctant, he went. I wanted a few minutes alone. I stripped naked and for once was brave enough to look into my full-length mirror. I felt amazing, desired, and confident. I was glad I was active and exercised regularly. Yes, my big breasts did hang lower than in my youth, and my tummy was gently rounded instead of flat; but I still felt good. Hell, I looked good. I’ve been blessed with good skin, and although I’d no doubt be considered about fifteen to twenty pounds overweight by a body fascist, I was happy with my shape. Above my full hips my sides did curve in to make a long shallow ‘C’ shape up to under my arms, and I have always been proud of my quite long, shapely legs, which were tanned by summers days spent outside in my garden. My bottom is quite large but it is fairly firm. Contrary to fashion, I’ve always kept a very full thick bush above my vagina. I like its look and feel. My late husband Alan loved it, and so does my young lover, Jay. For myself more so than Jay, I slipped on a pair of loose black silk panties; I loved the feel of the silk on my skin, and I put on black suspenders and black stockings. I touched up the make-up on my face and put on more lipstick. I pushed my boobs into a brief black semi-transparent wonder bra. My God, they did look enormous and high like that. My nipples were jutting out hard in anticipation. I grew impatient for Jay to return from the shower; I longed for another ‘Sweet Surrender.’