A Cousin's Reunion Pt. 02

We spent our last day together naked, making love as many times as we could. She promised to come visit as often as she could, but we both knew that as a live-in she really didn't have many opportunities. I accepted that once again I had fallen in love with a person I wasn't able to be with. We kissed goodbye lovingly at her car before she drove off and mostly out of my life. We talked and called each other frequently that first few days, and then, as I suspected, the calls grew less frequent and text messages frequently went unanswered as the demands of whoever her new patient was overtook her life.

Again I was alone. I was back working, so I had something to keep me busy, but I was alone. About a million times I picked up my phone to call Julie, and then put it down again. If she wanted contact, she'd call or text. I hadn't seen her since the hospital. I'd asked the nurse giving me a sponge bath, how long she'd been there, and was told that Julie showed up the second day I was in the hospital and spent the bulk of every day and night sitting in that chair next to my bed until I woke up, disappearing the day after I awoke. I remembered little about my stay in that hospital, but I do remember our goodbye. A short hug, a kiss on the cheek and a "Take care of yourself". Then she was gone.

Spring sprung and the world was turning green again. The spring flowers coming up in the flower beds my wife planted were bright and cheerful but, in many ways for me, provided the opposite stimulus. They served to remind me of what I had lost, as so much did around the house. I was seriously considering moving to a new house, just to try and get away from the daily reminders of her.

I called Elaine, from the lingerie shop and we went out a few times, but there really wasn't a connection there. Oh the sex was good, including once in a movie theater. She seemed to think that the only way for me to climax was to do it practically in public, which was interesting, but I would have been just as content in my bedroom for now. My wife and I had a very active sex life, as did my short relationship with Amanda, but dating again just wasn't going over well. In retrospect I wasn't sure I'd really loved Amanda, or that she had loved me. But for both of us it was a mutually satisfying physical and emotional relationship. It served to help me heal, and for that I will always thank Amanda. But reality being what it was, she wouldn't have ever been happy being with me long term. I'd continue to age and soon be unable to provide that kind of sexual relationship, so it was just as well that she moved on. At least that's what I told myself half a dozen times a day when I thought about her.

Now I don't want you to think that just because my wife was gone that life was easy to go on with. She was my partner in life for so many years that every time I turned around I felt like I'd see her. Maybe that's why it was so hard to bring a date home for anything, including sex. I had a few times with people I'd met on one of the many dating sites, but for some reason, I always felt guilty afterwards. No, dates and sex were definitely better elsewhere. In fact, I was starting to seriously think that maybe living elsewhere would be a good thing for me to do. Sell the house and move. I don't know where to, but somewhere. Money wasn't a problem. The insurance paid off all the bills. All I had was the usual monthly stuff like electric and cable TV, and a few lingering bills for my long medical treatment.

I had to admit that after so long away from work, that I just didn't enjoy it the way I had before. After thirty years with the company I was eligible to retire. I could probably even afford it if I was carful with my expenses. It was definitely something to think about. Maybe I could find a place on a lake somewhere and spend my twilight years fishing and relaxing.

I pulled into the driveway and parked. It was easy to see the lake through the trees, even though it was the middle of the summer. The pine trees that had been so small when I was a child were now approaching a hundred feet tall, or so it felt, with trunks better than a foot across. I could see a few boats running up and down the lake as I stood next to the car, the boat hooked on behind, pointed at the lake almost as if it were eager to get back into the familiar waters. I would have liked to stand and look longer, but I had to get the car turned around in the tight confines and get out of the way of the truck that should be following behind any minute.

I climbed back in and after several attempts managed to get the boat and car turned around and parked with the boat trailer on the little road that ran past the garage, heading down to the landing. It was tempting to just go ahead and back all the way down and drop the boat in the water, but there was too much to do right now. That would have to wait.

I walked to the door of the house and unlocked the knob and deadbolt and stepped into the empty house. I walked around slowly, even my soft steps echoing off the bare walls. I walked to the curtain separating the laundry area from the hallway, the long bamboo slats tied together with strings woven around and between the slats leaving slight gaps between the half inch wide bamboo strips. The strings were starting to decay, but then after more than fifty years what would you expect. It still brought back so many memories. I had no intention of replacing it.

I heard the truck and walked back out, watching the huge orange moving van try in vain to get turned around and fit between the huge pine trees to back down the narrow drive. I'd warned them that it would be difficult, if not impossible, but they assured me that their drivers were the best and could get into anyplace. Well, this wasn't just anyplace, and no, he wasn't going to get into here unless I cut down half a dozen fifty plus year old pines. After much arguing and shouting between the driver and his assistant, they parked on the road and resigned themselves to hauling my belongings down the driveway by hand.

I guess you have to be careful what you wish for. I wanted a place on the lake. I just didn't know it was going to end up being THIS lake! My mom didn't want to stay here any longer, which I understood. Too many memories she said. Boy did I understand that! After much discussion with my brother and sister it was decided. I'd buy the place and keep it in the family.

My mom moved out only a few short weeks ago, now settled in a nice apartment in town less than fifteen miles away. It was a retirement kinda place, so she was already meeting many new people and making friends. I was glad to see her happy there.

I looked across at Julie's place, not having talked to her since the accident. I'd texted several times and called, only to have my calls unanswered. After several attempts I stopped trying, giving her the space I suspected she wanted. I hoped that my moving in wasn't going to cause problems. I still loved her, but I was also man enough to accept her unspoken request to not pursue the issue further.

It took the rest of the day to move my stuff into the house and another day unpacking enough for me to feel like I could survive. I had a bed, a kitchen, a living room, and lots and lots of boxes stacked everywhere. I needed a break, badly! And I couldn't think of a better way to take one than to put the boat in the water and take a little ride. I changed into my swim suit, launched the boat and climbed in. For a change I wasn't in a hurry. Not like when I head out fishing, wanting to get there and get started. It was middle of the day in the middle of the summer. Not really prime fishing time anyway. No, this was a leisurely cruise to just enjoy the day, watch the tubers and water skiers fly past and...well...relax!

It wasn't too long and I was making the long slow curve around the southern point that then opened up toward the lower dam. I couldn't help but remember Julie and I laying in the bow of this same boat, anchored right about here, watching fireworks whilst naked, after having our own fireworks. Yeah, it was a pleasant thought, and one that I realized, was vivid enough to cause a significant bulge in my suit. I wondered briefly how dating up here was going to be, if there were even any good looking available women in this neck of the woods.

I rolled the boat into a long slow turn, soon headed back the way I came, running across that same spot again. With a grin to myself, I untied my swim suit waistband and wiggled my suit down as I sat in the driver seat, feeling more than a little bit naughty driving the boat naked, bringing back memories of doing so with Julie. It made me want her hand in my lap, like it had been more than once in the past, but I resigned myself to that not happening again. I eased the boat up to the dock, not really caring if a passing boat saw me naked as I walked around the dock to tie up, and then headed up to the house, knowing that there wasn't anyone there to care if I was naked or not.

It was a long week. I was so used to having things to think about at work, even on vacation, that at the moment I was at a loss what to do. I always had things planned, or in the works, to deal with when I got back. Now retired, well, I wasn't sure what to do with myself. I looked around the property and started identifying tasks to do. The boat garage needed a new roof, the dock could stand some updating and repair, there were several trees that looked like they were on their last legs. Yeah, there was going to be plenty to do, I decided. That roof would be a good place to start!

Okay. I'll admit it right up front. I'm an idiot. Now that we got that out in the open... Just how big of an idiot do you have to be to shingle a roof on a July day? Apparently as big as I am. It was only ten in the morning and I had the back of the roof completely stripped down, along with me, down to only a pair of cargo pocket work shorts and my tool belt. I was ready to start laying paper and shingles, but the sun had cleared the tall pines and was beating mercilessly on me. No, it wasn't like a hundred degree Missouri day, but at eighty, it was DAMN hot in the sun. I climbed down off the roof, threw my tool belt on the picnic table and headed into the house to change into my swim suit.

"Now this is MUCH better!" I said out loud to myself as I lay back in the shallow water on the sandy point in front of Julie's place, letting the cool water soak away the heat I'd absorbed standing on the roof. "I gotta remember. I'm retired. I'm not supposed to work so hard."

As I lay there I couldn't help but think about how sexy Julie had been, laying in that yellow bikini on the deck, her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat from the sun, the sound of the waves lapping the shore below her. Oh yeah, that was one hell of a view. In my mind I couldn't help but untie that yellow top and pull it off, exposing her big breasts and hard nipples. I looked around and thought for second about who might be able to see me, decided no one, and untied the string of my suit, pushing it down my legs to my knees before laying back again to float in the water. I grabbed my cock and started to slowly stroke myself under the water as my mind reached for the strings of the bikini bottom, and untied them, slipping the tiny bit of yellow off her pussy and letting it lay between her legs. I lowered myself down over her and gently kissed each hard nipple, working my kisses from breast to breast, sucking and kissing every inch of them before she reached between us for my cock with one hand, the other hand pulling on my ass with her fingers to pull me down toward her. In my mind I could feel my cock slipping into her, sliding into her hot wet tunnel, a moan escaping my lips as I imagined my cock sliding in and out of her incredibly sexy pussy, my engorged head teasing her closer to climax with each stroke.

I could hear her moan in my ear as I pumped myself in and out of her, driving my cock deep into her hot wet tunnel as I grew closer and closer to coming. I arched my back as I felt the tingle of climax start to spread through my body, my hips pushing up and lifting my cock out of the shallow water as my hand stroked up and over my head over and over again, my mind imagining her soft wet pussy. "FUCK!" I grunted loudly as the first shot of cum lanced up into the air, splattering on my own face. The second powerful shot hit my chest and the remaining half dozen landed on my chest and stomach before I pulled my hand from my own cock and used some lake water to wipe my face off. "God I needed that." I muttered as I rolled over in the water to rinse myself off.

"Too bad it was wasted on the lake." I heard a female voice say from the water.

"Huh!?" I exclaimed in surprise, looking around and seeing a woman floating on a large foam pad not thirty feet from me.

"I said too bad it was wasted on the lake. Looked like you were enjoying yourself so I didn't want to interrupt," she said as she floated on the blue foam pad, filling out a rather conservative one piece bathing suit with a really significantly sized chest and other ample curves.

"Sorry. I didn't know anyone else was around." I apologized, wondering how I was going to get my suit pulled back up again without exposing myself again to her, which became more of an issue as she started paddling herself closer to me.

"You don't have to apologize. I certainly wasn't complaining. I'm not sure I'd be brave enough to lay there naked and jack off, but damn, it was good looking."

"I really didn't know anyone else was around." I said a bit shyly.

"I can tell. It's a week day. I wouldn't have expected to find too many people around the lake either, not like a weekend," she said as she paddled closer.

"Yeah. I was just cooling off a bit." I mumbled as she stopped paddling, floating only a half dozen feet from me as I lay face down in the water, propping myself up on my elbows.

"I haven't seen you around before, have I?" She asked, lifting her sunglasses to look at me with a pair of deep green eyes.

"No. Just moved in actually." I answered.

"Ohhhhh! You must be Michael! I heard that one of her kids was going to move in. I'm Lily. I live just over there," she said pointing behind her toward the house on the other side of Julie's place. "I guess we're going to be neighbors."

"Um. Hi." I said sheepishly. "Not the best way to meet your neighbors I guess." I said uncomfortably.

"Oh I don't know. I kinda enjoyed the view," she said with a soft laugh. "Of course, I don't think you're getting up any time soon, are you?"

"Well, not without figuring out how to get my suit pulled back up." I said with a frown.

"Oh? You mean that suit?" She asked pointing toward my dock. I looked over and saw my suit, which must have come off when I was jacking off, floating on the small waves toward the dock twenty or so feet away.

"OH damn!" I mumbled.

"That's okay. I'll get it. I was about ready to get wet again anyway," she said as she slid off the foam mat to stand in the barely knee deep water. She waded deeper and then swam over to my suit, grabbed it and swam back as gracefully as you can with one hand full of swim suit. "You know, this is a pretty interesting situation. I seem to have your swim suit and you have...well your birthday suit. I wonder if I should exploit this situation. I mean I wouldn't mind seeing you like that again, up close and all."

"You wouldn't really do that, would you?" I asked in shock.

She smiled and walked over by me and sat down in the water only a couple feet from me. "That all depends. Just exactly who were you undressing from what?" She asked softly, smiling sweetly at me but holding my swim suit on the other side of her so I couldn't easily get it.

I stayed silent, partly trying to figure out how to answer her without implicating Julie. "Just a friend wearing a bikini." I finally answered.

"Ahhh. That explains it. I heard you say you loved her big tits as you were stroking yourself. I guess you like big breasts?" She asked pretty bluntly.

"If you have to know. Yes. Now can I have my suit back?"

"I don't know. I suppose I could let you have it, if you stand up for me."

"You really wanna see me that bad?"

"Honey, I haven't seen naked cock in person in months. Of COURSE I wanna see it again! But that doesn't mean you have to put your suit on and leave," she said, reaching over and holding my suit out where I could reach it. I took the suit from her and then sighed. I hadn't had any sex in several weeks, and had no prospects. What the hell could it hurt to let her see me again? I rolled onto my back and lay there in the foot deep water, my cock completely exposed to her as she sat in the sand next to me. "Mmmmm nice. May I?" She asked as she reached for me and gently grasped my soft cock in her hand before I could even answer. She teased it gently as I lay there, surprised at just how forward she was being. "Nice. Very nice," she whispered as she stroked my hardening cock.

"So, do you plan on doing something with it? Or just teasing me hard again?"

"I haven't decided." She answered with a grin. "What if I did? Wanna do something with it that is?"

"I don't know. I don't hardly know you or anything."

"What's to know? We're neighbors, we're both currently unattached, we're both here and clearly both horny!" she said as her hand continued to stroke my shaft.

"Well, I suppose that covers the most immediate issues." I said, getting quite turned on again by her actions. "But if you plan on doing anything about it I think you should be as dressed as I am."

"That, sweetie, is in your hands. Feel free," she said with a smile, taking my swim suit from my hand and tossing it toward shore where it landed with a wet slap against the riprap.

"Well, okay, I will." I said, rolling on my side to reach up to her and gently slid the shoulder loops of her suit off her shoulders. "Just how big are these?" I asked as I gently tugged the suit down, peeling it down her very large breasts until both flopped out completely exposed, her big round areola puckered and her nipples rock hard.

"Thirty eight G!" She whispered as I leaned my face toward the closest tit and closed my lips around her rock hard nipple. I sucked it into my mouth along with a significant portion of her areola, teasing my tongue around and around the hard nub, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her. "Ohhhh my yesssss!" she sighed softly, her hand stroking my cock more gently and slowly as I let go of her nipple and began kissing my way across her chest to her other breast. She lay back in the water, holding herself up on one elbow while her other hand continued to stroke my cock. I spent several long slow minutes teasing first one and then the other, circling her nipples with my tongue and pulling them gently with my lips.

After some time I let my hand start pulling her suit down again, allowing her to lift herself to help me get it off her body. When I had it pushed to her thighs and almost her whole body exposed, she pulled her legs up and quickly stripped the suit down the rest of the way, tossing it toward shore next to mine. She put her legs down and spread them for me, allowing my hand under the water to tease her full fat lips, slipping easily into her heavily lubricated pussy.

"You are turned on." I whispered as I pulled my face from her breasts.

"Uh huh," she breathed raggedly as I stroked my finger up and down her pussy, dragging it across her clit. "So turned on." Came out as almost a moan.

I rolled over on top of her in the shallow water, sliding my cock between her legs as I held myself over her. She kept her hand on my cock and gently pulled me by it, guiding me toward her pussy until I felt my head press against her fat full pussy. She spread her legs wide and withdrew her hand, laying back in the water even father so she could use both hands on her knees, pulling her pussy even farther apart.