What a Relief

I was sucking and nibbling at the same time as she petted my face.

"I could let you do that forever. You look so sweet at my breast. And I can play with this while you suck," she said as her thumb rubbed over the damp crown of my cock.

I slowly, softly sucked her breast as she began to stroke me.

Then, the image began coming back to me, my head on Lucy Dobbin's lap sucking her nipple while she jacked me off. We did that every afternoon. It was my introduction to the world of sex and I was a convert to the way of life immediately. Even now, I was loving my lips slowly flexing, pulling on her nipple as Karen stroked up and down.

Then the toaster oven sounded and we disconnected from one another to have breakfast.

"You didn't ask me what I bartered for my boob job. Were you being gentlemanly?"

I told her I wasn't, I was just busy sucking her nipple and she laughed.

"Well, my plastic surgeon friend got pretty much what you're getting as my neighbor. I told him a year's worth of sex was his if he did it and, well, it went on a little longer than that, even still once in a while when we both feel in the mood."

"Mmm, I'm kinda feeling in the mood myself."

"Then, let's put our dishes away and go have some fun. Oh, I'm loving this, come on," she said as she pulled me up from my chair and we quickly cleaned up and went back to bed.

We had more spirited sex and fell into each other's arms just kissing and enjoying having one another.

"I can't tell you how happy you've made me, Karen," I murmured in her ear as we snuggled in our afterglow.

She laughed, saying, "You just did...you just did tell me," and I laughed as well.

We lay there happily entangled for probably a half hour or more, kissing and tonguing each other.

"Well, I suppose we should go shower, I'm kind of sticky down below and I need to clean myself up before we add to it again," she teased and we got up and went in her bathroom where she reached in and turned on the water.

We stepped in and she handed me the soap and I began washing myself when she said, "No, Ray, the fun is in washing each other, silly," and I blushed at my stupidity and began soaping her. She turned the water off and I got the front of her all nicely lathered. I know it seems crazy to most of you reading this but I'd never showered with a female before, no, I really hadn't. I knew then what I'd been missing.

Her breasts were ultra-soft and smooth in my soapy hands, I just wanted to rub her forever. I twisted her nipples softly as her hand dropped to play with my stiff cock. Then, she spread her stance while I soaped up under her. Oh, that's so erotic.

"Get me good down there, seems like I've got a lot of gooey, sticky stuff between my legs," she said laughing. "Can't imagine where that came from."

"Don't look at me, I'm just here to soap you up," I laughed as she turned and bent over away from me. I lathered my hands and cleaned up under her from the backside, getting her all nice and clean then onto her legs, back and shoulders.

She turned back to me, saying, "Now you," and began soaping my neck and shoulders and chest, working down to my stomach, abdomen, and legs. Crouched down, she leaned forward and softly kissed the tip of my cock and asked me to turn around.

That began her upward washing of my body from legs, butt, back and shoulders.

"Let's see did I miss anything?" she said coyly rolling her eyes.

"Um, I could make a suggestion. It's poking you in the stomach right now."

She giggled and lifted up my cock.

"This? Would you like me to get it extra-special clean? Maybe even see if anything can come out of it?"

"Well, you're the nurse," I laughed and she lathered her hands until they were thick with suds and took me in both hands and began.

She pulled on my cock back and forth, then held it with one hand and, using her palm, circled it around and around on the head over and over, it was so good.

She looked up at me and asked, "You like this? Haruko taught me this. You can watch yourself cum," and she kept rubbing her palm in circles until it began to tingle, then I told her she had me really close.

We were both watching her hand rubbing my crown and suddenly my cum began spurting all around her palm, now feeling even slipperier as my semen mixed in with the soapy lather.

"Oh, wow, oh, I feel weak, that's so good. Whew, Haruko must have been something else."

"She was pretty popular with the interns and with the nurses. She liked it all."

"Are you maybe saying you two hooked-up?" I asked.

"With her I did. She was the only woman I've ever been with. She was unique, one of a kind. We shared an apartment for a couple of years. And, unless we were otherwise occupied, we slept together whenever we could. She was fantastic."

"Where is she now?"

Karen looked really funny, funny-odd.

I waited and in a minute, she said so softly, "Cancer, gone," and she turned away from me and turned the water back on. We rinsed off and she got out and I followed, turning her to me and pulling her into my arms as our wet bodies came together while I kissed away her tears.

"Sorry," she said and I told her, no, I was sorry and held her close. It was then that I realized, holding her wet, naked body to mine that it was becoming more than sex. She shuddered a second or two nestled in my arms as I kept her pulled close.

Then I took a towel and wiped away her tears and softly kissed her and began drying her off. We didn't talk until we had finished in the bathroom and had gone back to her bedroom.

"Come, just lay down with me, I want to feel you next to me," she said and we both got in her bed and snuggled together. But, Karen soon had her hand back down below us, checking my hardness and leaned into me to tongue my mouth, hinting rather intently that she was getting back in the mood.

"Do I have you interested?"

"Here's your answer," I said as I rolled between her legs and pushed inside.

"Mmm, you sure feel interested," she said as she lifted her feet in the air over us.

"I'm very interested, Karen, more than you might imagine."

"That, I think, may need some explaining," she asked hesitantly.

"It just seems to me that we're very compatible sex-wise, that seems pretty certain. But, I feel more of a connection with you than that. I really like you a lot and it's feeling like it could grow to be something much more."

There, I'd said it. I hoped I wasn't just a horny guy who was getting some pussy and thought it was love instead.

"Maybe something like a growing fondness, a connection between us?" she asked, then, looking down, laughed, adding, "I mean, more than the connection that's going on below. That's pretty nice, too."

"Yes, it is, it's wonderful. But I mean more than that."

"I feel much the same way. But our ages are rather far apart, after all, you deserve a much younger, prettier woman that I am. This is nice, we can be of comfort to each other but you really need a younger woman to be with."

"You look awfully good to me, Karen. I think we work very well together and I mean more than the sex, wonderful as it is."

It was an odd conversation to have while you're delightedly fucking but I didn't want to press it. To me, however, her age made little difference on whether or not we could be happy together. That took lots more things than being close in age. I was really beginning to want Karen to be mine.

So, what started out as 'friends-with-benefits' slowly began to evolve into 'lovers' as time went on. We now slept together, some nights at Karen's, others at my place. We now had clothes at one another's apartments and, in my mind, that was significant.

Then, one night after some vigorous lovemaking, I decided to tell her.

"Karen, you mean a lot to me, an awful lot," I whispered as I kissed her.

"You mean a lot to me, too, Ray."

"I...I want you to know that, well, I love you. I love you and I know what that means. I'm really serious."

I was glad it was dark in my room when I told her that, I just wasn't sure I wanted to see her facial expression.

"That's sweet. I really am touched. But you need someone more your own age, Ray. I've told you that, I'm just too old for you."

"But, I really want us to be together, Karen, I've thought about it a lot, I really have. You've got to listen to me. I want you, I want us to be together and it's more than the sex, though, that's wonderful. I want us to live together. I...I love you, Karen. And I'm old enough to know what that means."

She pulled me to her and kissed me hard.

That started us talking about a future together. It didn't start right away, it more developed over the next few months as she began to see that I meant what I said.

And she even, late one Saturday night, sleepy now after sex, said that she loved me, too. I have to confess that her declaration of love stirred our juices sufficiently that we were awake for at least another hour.

It was several months after that when she brought up buying a house.

"You know, I've reach a settlement with my ex and when that happened, I planned on buying a house. So, I think you and I need to think about our future, what we, and especially, you, want for the future."

I told her that I wanted us to remain together and I would be happy to go in on a mortgage together or pay a fair share of her mortgage payments.

"I'd rather own the house in my name and, before you wonder why, here's the reason; I want it to be easier for you to be able to change your mind about us, move out if you want and having a dual-owner mortgage might keep you from doing what you want."

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised but I was. But I kept it to myself and told her I was certainly willing to respect her wishes but did want to be with her.

So, we began looking at houses together, she wanted me to have my input in addition to hers, and she finally bought a four bedroom ranch in a nice, gated community not far from her work and mine.

We've lived there two years now, I still ask her about once a month if she will marry me and she's no longer saying she won't or that I need a younger woman. She's all I want, she's everything I want and I love her completely.

Our sex is a good as ever and we're both now emotionally much closer today than ever before. I'll just keep asking.