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end, he felt her move beneath his mouth. She strained
up against him ever so slightly.
    "That's right baby, get what you need," he
answered her lifted hips by pressing down on her harder.
    He flattened his tongue on her clit and then
gave a stronger suck. She moaned loudly. Her orgasm broke with a
stream of cum and a strong contraction around his finger. Her
moaning grew even louder and she twisted her fingers in his short
hair. He laughed inwardly. This had worked out well. Her spasms
went on for a long time.
    He laid his cheek on top of her pussy and
waited. Her breathing returned to normal and he felt her hands
move. He picked up his head and looked at her to find out where he
stood.
    "I'm sorry Tricia. Are you OK?"
    She nodded her head.
    "Are you angry with me?"
    He pulled himself up. She didn't answer him.
He had a flicker of panic. Could she have enjoyed it but still be
upset with him?
    "Look, I told you that seeing your body is
important to me. I didn't want to hurt you by having sex again so
soon…I thought you would…I just wanted to please you."
    "You did please me, John."
    She put her hands on his chest. He responded
quickly by pulling her to him.
    "I'm sorry if I forced you. I wanted to see
you so badly. I didn't want to stop. I've wanted you for so
long."
    She pushed back from his chest.
    "John, that's the second time you've said
that. What do you mean?"
    Shit .
    "John?"
    It was his turn to be vulnerable now. He
broke eye contact and began staring at her chest, fondling her
nipples.
    "I have been thinking about you for a
while."
    "What's a while?"
    He hadn't planned on her finding this out. It
would change how she felt about him. He wanted to soften his
indiscretion in some way, but he didn't know how. And he didn't
know how to lie.
    "Since I met you," he talked to her
breasts.
    "Really?"
    "Yes," he picked up his head and looked into
her eyes. To his surprise, she looked pleased.
    "Do you know how beautiful you are?"
    "Well…"
    "No you don't. When I met you I was
completely infatuated. The feelings never went away."
    Talking wasn't his strong suit. He rolled on
top of her and settled his hips between her legs and kissed her. He
was still hard and gently eased his organ into her pussy.
    "Tricia?" He used her name as a question.
    This time he wanted her permission. He wanted
her to say she wanted him. She answered by lifting her hips and
opening for him. His dick glided in further. She was slick and
inviting. He rammed the rest of the way to fully seat himself
inside her body.
    "I've wanted you for a while. Do you want me,
too?"
    "Yes."
    She thrust her hips up to him, cradling his
massive dick inside her pussy. He nursed at her breasts biting and
sucking until she cried out, a second orgasm upon her. He came with
her, his dick pulsing hard, deep inside her body.

Chapter 7
    They were a couple for about two months when
Tricia's son, Mark, got injured in a training accident. The jeep he
was riding in crashed. He broke his leg in three places and needed
surgery to pin it back together. He spent about a week in the
hospital before coming home to his mother's house to recover. He
had a cast from the top of his thigh to his toes.
    Mark's arrival at Tricia's house really
screwed up John's life. Tricia did not want John to stay over while
Mark was with her, nor would she stay at John's house. John would
be damned if he was going to sneak around to have sex with her. He
was almost fifty and her son was in his twenties. They all knew
that Tricia and John were in a relationship, which involved having
sex, as normal adults will do. But Tricia wouldn't hear of it.
    "We'll just have to wait until he gets better
and moves back to his place. It won't be that long."
    They were out to dinner at the local family
steakhouse.
    "This is ridiculous. Mark knows we're
together, Tricia. He's not a little boy."
    "I know that, John. It's not about him. It's
about me. I just feel uncomfortable with the idea of…you know…with
Mark just