THE TEXACO TWO STEP
Alicia was annoyed with herself. Why should her hands be shaking like a teenager's? She was a Fab Fifty Woman ... or so she had always thought. Why should this tall, slender, ruggedly built man with those damnable eyes and that deep, bass, rumbling voice that melted her insides turn her completely into a quivering bowl of jelly? Why? Why after all of these years should she suddenly be self-conscious about her partial Native American background and skin that naturally looked as if she'd spent months in an expensive tanning salon? Why should she feel defensive about never having married?
Why? Because for months now Alicia had been wondering in her sleep, and even while she was wide awake at work, what it would be like to make love with a man who had such a sensuously masculine body with long, strong legs, a killer smile; a laugh that made you grin in spite of yourself when you heard it, large, strong masculine hands, a deep voice that, even when uttering only the softest of whispers, still vibrated along every nerve of your body. And those eyes. She knew without a doubt that she would be seeing those soul-touching eyes when she drew her last breath.
Still the details of her life were none of his business. It had not been an easy life, but really, whose was? Her parents had had eight children and then had been unfortunate enough to die at very young ages. Both of them had died and only months apart. Her father had died first. A massive heart attack at the age of forty. One day he had been alive and vital, laughing and playing with his children even when he must have been bone tired from the many long hours he worked at the factory. The next he was gone. And with him went a very large part of her mother. It had not surprised Alicia at all when her mother's annual case of influenza had rapidly deteriorated into pneumonia and then death. As the oldest of the eight siblings she'd been obligated to find a job at the young age of eighteen and try to hold them all together. They were her family and she was all they had left. They were all that she had left.
Her responsibilities meant a great deal to Alicia. She worked days as a checker at the local supermarket and attended night classes at the local community college in order to educate herself for a better job. In all fairness she would have to admit that her brothers and sisters had been marvelous. They had never complained--well, not too much--as they each took on part time jobs upon reaching sixteen while continuing to do well at school. That was one thing Alicia had insisted upon. They may have been poor, but they would not be ignorant. In turn each of her siblings had graduated from high school and had either gone on to college or had learned a skilled trade. Alicia was extremely proud of all of them. They had all done well for themselves and she would not go back and change the road she had traveled even if she could. In a way she felt that each of their accomplishments were hers also. It was a very nice feeling to have. But the price she paid for their education had been high. She had had to forgo any sort of social life for herself. Dating was out of the question when each free moment of her life had been occupied either with work or school, or trying to nurture her younger siblings. However her dreams had stayed with her locked deep within her heart--dreams of a life for herself. Dreams of a special man to love and who would love her in return. Dreams of exploring her sensuality and discovering along the way if she were actually as passionate as she thought that she was. But what type of man would be interested in a fifty-year-old spinster and a virgin one at that! No kind--that's what kind.
With an agonized sigh of longing that came straight from her heart Alicia swerved to avoid the enormous delivery truck that had just turned in front of her. Suddenly she was even more annoyed with herself. If she didn't get this ridiculous preoccupation with this man out of her system she was going to get herself killed in a car accident some morning. A ridiculous preoccupation. Was that all it was? A tiny yet insistent voice inside of her answered. No, it isn't and you know it. He just might not mind too much that you are a virgin. He might understand. Sometimes it was easy to ignore those tiny, persistent voices and sometimes it wasn't. Today was one of the "wasn't" times.
Still Alicia was annoyed with him. Where had he been for the past week anyway? She had lain awake last night worrying about a total stranger just because she had not seen him at the gas station this week. He could be in the hospital or dead or who knows what! He may have eloped for all she knew. What a silly creature she had become! She didn't even know his name. To look forward with so much anticipation to seeing this one man that not seeing him ruined her mood for the entire day seemed absurd and even a little crazy; but it was true nonetheless.
She didn't even like coffee that much, for crying out loud! Some mornings Alicia just dumped it in the trash bin as she entered her office building, but she couldn't have cared less because her heart was singing and she was walking on air simply because he had smiled that slow, sexy grin at her as he passed and muttered a rumbling, "Morning." Just one word, one simple unaffected little word, made her heart fly and gave her hope the wings to soar. Maybe this was what midlife did to women ... made them soft in the wrong places!
Shaking her shoulder-length, still-dark hair in exasperation Alicia vowed to herself that if she didn't see him today she was going to stop this foolishness for good! Despite her best intentions her heart began to race and her palms to sweat with anticipation when she turned her car into the beckoning Texaco station.
A scant few minutes later she exited the same Texaco sans coffee but carrying a very heavy heart. He wasn't there again. Driving slower than usual, she made her way across the heavily traveled Oklahoma interstate to her office building. As she headed for the entrance she noticed first that, quite appropriately, the clouds had rolled over the sky once more harboring the rain and severe thunderstorms to come later, and secondly, the trash bin situated by the front door had already been emptied. But she had no coffee to dump today. There had been no reason to linger buying coffee. He wasn't there again.
Feeling as if her life were as empty as that stark gray trash bin Alicia walked doggedly past it on long, slender, dusky legs that gave her the illusion of being taller than she actually was. With each determined step, she decided to move on with her life and put the fantasy man from the Texaco station out of her mind for good. Yeah, right.
As soon as she entered her work area Alicia's supervisor yelled at her to get him the copies of the layout she had finished late last night. The man from the printer's shop was there to pick them up. He didn't ordinarily make personal pick ups, but they were running behind schedule and her boss had agreed to pay extra for the special service. Grabbing her layout in both hands and tossing her shiny hair as she was wont to do when annoyed, she rushed out of her cubicle and ran smack into a solid, warm male chest.
When the tall man with the empty heart had first seen this vibrant woman stride into her office he felt a rush of incredibly pleasant desire and longing just as he had always had when he watched her at the gas station. Quickly on the heels of the wave of desire came the now too familiar feelings of self-doubt and vulnerability that Seth had not felt since he was fifteen and had lost his virginity to the older siren of the neighborhood where he had grown up. Smiling inwardly, Seth spared himself a second to recall the sexy forty-five year old bleached blonde who had hired him to cut her grass that long ago summer and had added on the bonus of introducing him to the world of sex and just plain good fucking. She had done an amazing job of indoctrinating him in all of the nuances involved in satisfying a woman. He had known many lovers during his life, but a true love had eluded him. Hell, he didn't even believe true love existed. Only great sex. Seth had learned his lessons well. He was excellent at great sex and thought that vulnerability and fear of rejection were two things he would never feel settling heavy in his stomach ever again. But he had been wrong. For some reason he could not fathom this gorgeous woman who had haunted his mind both day and night for the past six months had revived all the silly insecurities of his youth. Damn.
He didn't like that at all; he did not want to feel this way. Seth wanted to be the strong, swaggering, confident man he always was around the female sex. For that reason a few weeks ago he had ceased stopping at the local Texaco station almost every morning to buy gas. The depth of his preoccupation with her was hammered home forcefully to him one morning when he realized he was deliberately stopping to buy just a gallon or two of gasoline that he really didn't need just in the hope of catching a glimpse of her. And with that realization came fear--a fear of becoming too close to her and needing her too much. He feared that a closeness and a need that strong could harbor pain and disappointment just as strong. At the same time lodged deep in a recess in the corner of his heart, he felt it was too late for such precautionary thoughts. Somehow, when he wasn't thinking or watching she had found her special niche in his heart and settled there permanently. Whether her presence in both his life and heart would usher in pleasure and love or wrenching pain and disappointment he didn't know. But he knew that as scared and as vulnerable as he felt he had to find out anyway. Well, damn and double damn. Pushing his fears even deeper within himself, Seth moved forward when he noticed she was heading out the door only to be jolted by the surge of electricity that shot through his body when they collided.
Oh Great! Alicia was so startled she dropped everything right on top of his shoes. Why were her nipples suddenly hard? Why was the skin on her face and arms tingling as if in anticipation? Why was her sex inexplicably achy and wet? What was wrong with her? Could he tell? This had to be menopause. Embarrassed beyond belief Alicia stooped without ever looking at the man's face and began hurriedly to gather the scattered pages when she felt long, strong masculine fingers brush against hers.
The owner of those incredible fingers had also stooped to aid her recovery efforts. Opening her mouth to mutter a quick "Thank You" she locked eyes with those eyes. It was him. Her fantasy man from the Texaco was here! She thought her heart was going to stop in her chest. No, she was positive that it was! Could he possibly hear it pounding against her ribs? Why couldn't she control her own body anymore? It was as if her body were now actually his to control, to inflame and arouse as he pleased; and she could do nothing to stop it.
Seth looked as surprised as she felt; and as they both scuffled to rise at the same time and not drop the layout again their bodies became entwined in the parody of a dancing couple. Legs scissored, stomachs touching, breasts barely brushing a firmly-muscled chest, fingers interlocked, and faces scant inches apart as he tilted his head downward to turn her insides to liquid with the intense gaze of those eyes. Alicia had no idea how long they stood there frozen in time, but eventually her brain registered her boss's voice calling her name. Somewhat dazed she finally moved backward a few steps although all she wanted to do was move forward and press her body as close to his as possible. Her boss made the proper introductions in a very aggravated tone while the entire time the Texaco Man just continued to let those amazing eyes gaze at her face as if he were memorizing it. At last she heard the voice that went with the man speaking clearly and in a rather intimate tone to her alone.
"So at last we meet, Miss Delgado. Between us we've bought enough coffee to use all of the coffee beans in Ecuador. Would you be interested in going to dinner with me and maybe dancing later if I promised to buy more than coffee?"
Alicia was so excited and nervous that she almost swallowed her tongue trying to accept. The arrangements were made for Seth to pick her up that evening for dinner then dancing afterward if she were so inclined. Oh my! If she were so inclined! She would rather be reclined with him, but she would take what she could get at the moment. How she functioned the rest of the day she never could remember. All she clearly recalled later was answering the door when he arrived slightly early and being so scared that she thought she would throw up on his freshly pressed slacks. What an impression that would make! Quickly though the odd expression on his face banished her queasiness.
The man looked almost nervous or scared. Him? The most gorgeous, sexy man in all Oklahoma nervous or scared? Before she could decide how to tactfully probe for answers to her questions he surprised her by popping a question of his own.
"We might have a serious problem here," the bass voice rumbled.
Smoothing the front of her perfectly pressed skirt with one suddenly very shaky and damp hand she asked, "Wouldn't you rather come inside to talk?"
"No. No, I just want to get this out of the way as fast as possible and if you don't like what I'm going to tell you then it is a lot shorter distance to my car from this front porch than from inside." Cramming his hands into his pants pockets in frustration the Seth finished in a rush, "Exactly how do you feel about dating a poor man?"
Smiling with intense relief Alicia rapidly brushed the back of her hand over her eyes to remove any traces of the tears that suddenly pooled there before he could hopefully notice them. "It all depends on how poor you are. Are you poor as in not wealthy or are you so destitute that you are about to ask me to buy Girl Scout cookies?"
Faster than she could blink her moist eyelashes he flashed that grin she knew so well, "Poor as in Bill Gates I ain't. I can feed you, but not at the fanciest places in town. I've worked hard all of my life and played hard too. I never had enough sense to save much money for my retirement and my pension isn't all that great. I just wanted to be sure that you understood before we even started anything. But if you like Girl Scout cookies I might have a few boxes lying around somewhere."
Biting her lower lip to keep from grinning at his obvious attempt to cover his embarrassment over his finances, she tilted her head and very seriously answered him, "Well, I don't really care for Bill Gates. He isn't exactly my type. Too brainy, you know. But if you have some coconut macaroons, then I think we'll do just fine. I was afraid you were going to say that you lived in your truck. It's a lovely truck but..." The sparkle that shot from her eyes betrayed her jesting mood and they both laughed softly. Alicia locked the house and with all the truck windows down, Seth drove slowly toward the restaurant a few blocks away.
Somehow Alicia found herself at the restaurant seated scrunched next to him in a dark, intimate, circular booth. For the life of her she couldn't tell you what either of them had to eat. Every rational part of her was focused on the sensation of his firm thighs pressed against hers; his elbows gently pressing hers as they ate until at times their arms were touching from elbow to wrist. The longer Alicia felt his heat the more electrified her body became. Her breathing became short, her darkened skin was flushed, her nipples were hard, and her panties were already wet from desire. As she stared at his moving lips not hearing a word he was saying her thoughts were racing.
This was her opportunity and if she were foolish enough to toss it aside she might never have another. It was completely irrational and unbelievable. She had been seeing him every day for almost six months at the gas station but that was all--just seeing. Now sitting here laughing, talking, and joking with him she felt as if she'd been really dating him and learning everything about him for those six months; but she hadn't. So why did it feel as if she had known him forever? Why did it feel as if they belonged together? Was falling in love with someone even possible under such circumstances? Why was she so sure that giving him her virginity would be a wonderful experience and that he wouldn't consider her a freak?
As his sensuous voice drifted into her ears her mind was rolling with unsettling questions. Alicia had no easy answers, but she had learned long ago that life didn't always offer easy answers. She only knew how she felt and everything about her feelings told her that being with this man and loving him were right. She had never been a coward and she wasn't going to start now. Taking a deep breath to steady herself she slid her hand over onto his thigh and firmly gave it a squeeze.
Seth's voice stopped mid-sentence and staring directly into her dark liquid eyes he held his breath as she slid the hand that was firmly massaging his leg from his knee almost to his groin. The more her hand pumped his thigh the harder and larger his erection, which had sprung to life the moment her hand had found his thigh, became. At just about the moment he thought for sure he was going to cum in his pants in spite of everything he could do, Seth heard her whisper a question.
"Your place or mine, Texaco Man?"
Moving faster than he would have suspected he was capable of he managed to grab her still-massaging hand and pull them both from the cubicle while muttering, "Whichever is closer."
Her home was the closer, which was a blessing; otherwise Seth would have wrecked the truck or they would have both been arrested for lewd and indecent behavior before they even arrived. Neither could keep their hands off the other. They frequently found themselves laughing as mutually exploring fingers became entangled amongst the now passion-dampened clothing. With a slight squeal of the brakes the truck rocked to a halt in her garage.
Laughing like two playful, carefree children they eased their way slowly across the garage, backing toward the doorway that led into her house, fondling each other as they went. His large strong hand refused to stop cupping and molding her full breast and her slender feminine hand seemed quite taken with gently squeezing his hard, bulging erection through his thin dress slacks. It was the only pair owned, but he thanked God he had worn them. The heavy denim of jeans would have put entirely too much distance between his flesh and hers. Upon reaching the back door he stopped long enough to scoop the slender woman into his arms and carry her into the silently waiting house.
At her direction they headed for the huge Great Room at the back of the house where the fireplace was flanked by two enormous rocking chairs. Their raspy breathing and the swish of clothing being rapidly removed punctuated the silence of the room. The clothing was tossed onto a growing heap on the floor as they undressed one another. Their lips began the first steps of their dance of desire. Leaning back slightly against the strong arms that were locked behind her back she lifted her head just enough to lock her eyes with his. Ever so slowly she slid her forefinger lightly over his lower lip reveling in the warmth, the softness, and the flush of red that trailed behind her fingertip. Her silent caress retraced its path until he quickly grasped her slender wrist and drew the questing finger into his mouth. Eyes never wavering he sucked eagerly on her fingertip while his large hand which was fanned across her lower back pulled her even closer into his body.
"Seth, I have to tell you something."
Vaguely in his passion fogged brain Seth became aware that her body had stiffened and her voice was quavery. What was she going to tell him? Did she have AIDS or something awful like that? Was she really married?
"Don't look at me like that, Seth, and don't say anything. Just let me spit this out and get it over with. Seth, I'm a virgin."
With an audible pop Seth yanked her finger free and almost choked on his laughter. "A virgin? You are kidding me, right?"
Somewhat affronted by his humor Alicia tried to draw back only to find herself held still firmly clasped against his hard body. "No, I'm not joking. If you think this is easy for me to admit or that I am some sort of freak then you can go soak your head in a tub of cold water."
Realizing she was serious and he had obviously hurt her, Seth became very somber and pulled her even tighter against his chest. "How or even more importantly why, Alicia? My God, you are fifty years old."
Alicia felt as if she would die of embarrassment. She dropped her head under his chin and explained rapidly how her life's circumstances had led her to being a virgin at fifty. Seth was stunned. He understood what she had said and it was logical but still? She was so beautiful. He could only imagine how gorgeous she must have been when she was twenty-five or thirty. How had no man been able to evoke her passions? A virgin. He needed some time to think. How could a man take the maidenhead of a woman her age? Grasping for time Seth popped her finger back into his mouth and began suckling gently.
For long moments they stood there not daring to break the silence. Each grimly studied the face of the other wondering what thoughts must be behind those eyes. Finally Alicia could stand no more. She very slowly withdrew her finger from his mouth and started to turn away.
"No, don't do that." Seth's voice was hoarse as he reached out for her. "If you are willing for me to take your virginity after all of these years I would be honored. God, that sounded so hokey. But I want it to be right. I want it to be so special."
Alicia smiled a slow smile filled with understanding. "I know, Seth. I knew that would be your reaction. Don't ask me how I knew. I just did. It will be special because it will be with you."
From the light that sparked in his eyes she knew he understood full well what was coming next. In sync he lowered his head as she rose on tip toes until their lips met, a brush, a glide, her wet tongue licking the corners of his mouth until finally he allowed entrance. Heat. His mouth was intensely hot and wet as her tongue danced around and around enjoying every nuance, every texture, every taste. She licked the sides of his tongue; glided over the smooth sides of his white teeth; stroked enticingly the rough, seamed roof of his mouth; stroked tongue against tongue. She reluctantly withdrew her tongue to lick her own swollen lips which carried the unique musky taste of him. She was no longer able to breathe without taking deep gulps of air. As they stood there, one trembling body pressed against the other; eyes locked once more; mouths red and swollen from that unforgettable kiss, she heard his bass voice whisper her name as he scooped her into his arms.
This had to be perfect for her. That was the thought that kept streaming through Seth's mind. Getting this right may very well be the most important thing that he would ever do in his lifetime. His needs and feelings had to be shelved for the time being. Alicia's were all that mattered. His stomach began to knot and sweat popped out on his brow. He would need to be gentle and yet arousing at the same time. Many women did not orgasm their first time, but it was suddenly extremely important to him that she did. She had waited fifty years. She deserved to orgasm. She deserved fifty orgasms. But he would be delighted with one--and that one had to come before he tried to enter her. If he could get her to climax first then her vagina would be creamy and enlarged. That would make accepting his rather large cock much less painful for her. The answer seemed to be a lot of foreplay. All right; he could do foreplay. He just prayed that he didn't accidentally cum in the process.
Laying Alicia gently onto the soft eiderdown comforter on top of the massive solid oak bed, Seth decided to draw back the heavy damask drapes. There was a full moon tonight, a lover's moon. The shaft of moonlight should fall onto the exact place where Alicia was lying. He hoped it would add a touch of romance for her. As the moonlight drifted down onto her supple body Seth lay beside her making sure that his hard body touched hers from hipbone to toes. Leaning down he began his seduction.
Alicia was nervous and didn't want to admit to herself that she was a tiny bit scared. She had heard some wild tales from friends and co-workers about the time when they had lost their virginity. If it had been that difficult for them when they were young what would it be like for her at this age? In spite of her qualms she trusted this man lying beside her. Perhaps it was the look in his eyes or the tender way he touched her. Possibly it was simple fate. He was the man who was meant to be here with her on this night. Whatever it was Alicia only knew that she trusted him to do this right. As she gave herself over to him, she sighed with deep contentment. From that point on her mind became incapable of coherent thought.
Seth placed on hand on the top of her head and began burrowing his long fingers into her dark, glossy hair. As his fingers slowly massaged her scalp his lips marked a path down her face starting at her temple. Those warm, firm lips feathered kisses on her temples, her eyelids, the end of her nose, and then over to her ear. Running the tip of his tongue over the rim of her small ear Seth continued to knead her scalp. When his mouth reached her earlobe he gave the tender skin a light nip that had Alicia's eyes popping open.
Chuckling to himself at the look of surprise he saw in those dark brown eyes Seth shifted his upper body slightly so that his left hand was free to cup her ample breast. He began to sinuously rub his hairy calf against her smooth one. It was important that she experience the full range of sensations and subtle nuances that existed when a man's naked body cherished a woman's. There was so much more to lovemaking than a man mounting a woman and riding her quickly, then jumping up to head for the bathroom. He knew the difference because he had been guilty of doing just that on many occasions himself when he only cared about the sex and nothing about the woman. This time all he cared about was the woman and her complete pleasure. She would only have this experience once in her life and he intended it to be everything a woman could possibly have dreamed it to be.
Leaning down Seth licked the dusky nipple on the breast he'd been cradling in his hand. At the touch of his tongue Alicia felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through her body to settle between her legs. At the onslaught of his tongue gliding around her nipple it began to redden and swell. Quickly he bent his head and sucked it into his mouth. Gently at first and then ever stronger he suckled her. He suckled as if somehow he could draw part of her inside himself.
With her moans echoing in his ears he switched to her other breast lavishing the same attention to it as he had the first. When he saw that Alicia had spread her legs wide he smiled against her nipple. As she braced one knee against his hard thigh Seth slid his hand downward to send his long fingers sifting through the cloud of feminine curls that shadowed her mound. What he discovered both surprised and pleased him. Her clit was already swollen and throbbing and she was so wet from desire that even those curls were wet. He didn't think tit would take much for her to climax. Thank God for that because his cock was twitching and aching with the need to thrust inside her. He didn't want to cum now. It would take him too long before he could recover and harden with desire again. Marshalling all his concentration he fought off his own climax.
His hand pushed her knee even harder against his thigh as his finger started to glide up and down her wet valley. As he raised his head to see the expression on her face he breathed soft puffs of air across and swollen nipple and watched it harden. Alicia's breath came in short pants; a sheen of sweat covered her body; and her hands were grasping his shoulders. Her right leg slid across the cover until she was spread eagle waiting for his next touch. Once more he sucked her nipple into his hot mouth and began sucking hard while his thumb began to rub her sensitive clit. When Alicia first arched her upper body off the comforter Seth slid his large middle finger deep inside her. Under the torrent of sensation that flooded her, Alicia grabbed his damp head, thrust her chin upward and waited to feel the one sensation that had haunted her dreams for fifty years--her first climax.
Faster. Harder. Faster. As the intense sensations began to build in her abdomen those words were pounding inside her head. Faster. Faster. Faster. As her ears registered the sounds of Seth's ragged breathing overlaying the unique sound of his large cream-soaked finger sliding deeper and deeper into her Alicia became aware of a tightening in her abdomen. Suddenly--much too suddenly--her muscles contracted as her vagina clenched around his finger and the darkness behind her eyelids danced with color. The intense pleasure that washed over her was something she had never dreamed of. It was indescribable. Just as quickly it began to recede as her body seemed to go limp.
When Alicia went limp against him Seth breathed a sigh of relief. She had climaxed and he had not. Perhaps this would go as he had hoped after all. Before she could move he slid his throbbing cock a couple of inches inside her still pulsing vagina and propped himself on his elbows above her. Seth held himself still as long as he could in order to enjoy the delicate flutters caressing his erection. Leaning forward he pressed his chest against her amazing nipples and slowly traced the outline of her mouth with his tongue. Alicia opened her mouth and greedily pulled his tongue inside as her hands grasped his head. Their tongues darted and caressed each other mercilessly. Her hard nipples rasped against his hairy chest with each movement of their heads. Seth was astounded at how wet and open her vagina was. He had been right to bring her to climax first. For once he had done something exactly right. He began to thrust his cock slowly within her body only to draw it almost all the way out again. Again and again he thrust into her each time going a little deeper.
Alicia was growing frantic. Already her muscles were beginning to tighten again and she knew that he had never yet filled her completely. That was not what she wanted. She wanted him buried so deeply inside her that she could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her womb on the inside and his balls pressed against her thighs on the outside. With a dash of exasperation she finally drew her legs up; locked them around his waist and arched her buttocks up off the bed. When she thrust upward Seth's cock involuntarily drove as deep into her as possible, breaking her hymen in the process.
"Oh Seth," Alicia moaned pushing his head downward again, "suck my nipples. Suck them hard." Matching the rhythm that he suckled her nipples with the rhythm as he thrust into her vagina, Seth quickly felt the smooth, wet muscles in the walls of her body begin to contract and squeeze around him. The end of his cock felt as if it were going to explode if he did not cum soon. Without realizing what she was doing Alicia thrust her entire body upward and began matching him thrust for thrust. With sweat dripping off both of them and the air vibrating with the sounds of their bodies grinding against each other Seth knew he was lost. Thrusting almost wildly inside her with the muscles in his buttocks flexing with each deep thrust he did nothing to stop the release he knew was coming. His only concern was that she would cum with him. When he felt her muscles clench his cock almost forcefully and heard her cries he began plunging faster and faster until he felt the hot semen flood from him into her.
Rolling his weight off her while still remaining buried inside her Seth settled on the bed pulling Alicia up against him. Wrapping his arms around her he held her tightly until both of them could breathe again. He needed to know if he had hurt her, but he was afraid to ask. Perhaps the best recourse was to simply remain quiet and wait for her to tell him. When her breathing slowed and became shallow he suspected she had drifted off to sleep. Closing his own eyes he dozed checking Alicia every little bit until finally he glanced down and saw her shining brown eyes looking back at him.
Swallowing the lump in his throat that felt as big as a goose egg Seth murmured his question. His heart seemed to stop while he waited for her answer. "Are you all right? Did I hurt you too much?"
"Hurt me? Smoothing her palm over one of his flat nipples Alicia smiled slowly. "No, Seth, it was the most wonderful thing I have ever felt. I had no idea that it could be that incredible. I didn't feel anything except great pleasure."
All right, Seth thought to himself, might as well move on to the next thing. "Was pleasure the only thing you felt?"
Leaning down to tenderly lick his nipple Alicia softly responded, "What else would I feel?"
"Love."
"Love? You don't even have to ask that, do you? I waited for fifty years to lose my virginity. You don't think I would have picked a man that I didn't love, did you?" Alicia's tongue continued its attack on his nipple as her hand slid down his stomach to fondle his growing sex. "Make love to me again. Please."
"No, I don't think so."
Her tongue and hand both stilled. "Why not?"
"Because I love you and you'll be too sore."
"That's nice." The tongue and hand went back to work.
"With sweat popping out on his forehead Seth murmured, "What's nice? That you'll be sore?"
"No, silly. It's nice that you love me too. And since you do I'm sure you can think of a way that a maybe sore woman can make love again with the man she loves. I don't want to wait."
Smiling broadly Seth agreed, "I do believe that I have just the ticket." Cradling her firmly against his chest Seth dropped down into the largest of the armless rockers in the room. He settled her onto his lap in one fluid motion that betrayed the grace of a natural-born dancer. They had not gotten around to their after-dinner dance, but they both knew the dance of passion that was about to take place, would be far better. Draping those incredible legs over his hard thighs Alicia nestled her firm buttocks on his lap and placing her hands on the wide, masculine chest that was lightly sprinkled with rough hair proceeded to devour every inch of his beauty with her large dark eyes. Still in silence with his hands gripping the bottom of the chair until his knuckles almost turned white Seth watched as his fantasy began to unwind into reality. His hard erection was jutting upward, the large blue veins engorged with blood creating a map of hills and valleys that directed her gaze downward to his swollen balls that seemed to quiver as she stared. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
Slipping off of his lap the aroused woman gracefully folded herself at his feet placing her small hands on his knees as she gently but firmly pushed his hairy thighs apart. Alicia leaned forward and softly rubbed her velvety cheek first up one side of his throbbing manhood and then down the other stopping to caressingly curl the tip of her tongue over his pulsing crimson glans. Her tongue slithered downward to bathe his tight, quivering balls with her warm, slick saliva. She tenderly slipped one into her mouth and began to apply the faintest sucking pressure. As the sound of his groan of pleasure reached her ears she released the tortured ball soothing it delicately with the swirling glide of her tongue before she drew her head back slightly.
Saying nothing, Alicia wound her slender fingers around his pulsing erection and rose up on her knees between his outspread legs. Her hard nipples jutted toward his taut stomach as she began to rub his crimson tip, already shiny wet from his own clear precum, against each of her aching nipples. Slowly around first the right aureole and then the left. Moving back to the right nipple she fanned his swollen "little head" rapidly over her turgid tip only to quickly repeat the motion on the left nipple until both were shiny also with his precum. She could already smell the musky aroma of his arousal. She knew that he was enjoying the attention when she saw drops of cum dribbling from his jerking head. Smiling to herself Alicia slowly spread the thick, milky fluid over her nipples.
The man thought he was going to erupt right then and there. How could a nipple be so hard and so soft at the same time? The pleasurable torment continued until the aching in his testicles became unbearable; he had as severe a case of "stone balls" as he had ever had since he was a randy teenager. Not even the siren teacher of his teens had ever made him feel what this woman was stirring within him.
Amidst the haze of his arousal and passion Seth wondered if the deep emotions--the love--that he felt for her could possibly be what was enhancing the pleasures and inflaming his body to a degree he had never felt before. He would never have thought it possible to feel so much more, to have such sharper responses; but that was the truth of the situation and there was no point in trying to hide from it.
Gazing into her eyes enlarged with passion and desire, he knew in his heart of hearts that she did love him. For reasons only God would ever understand they had been destined to wait until they were both in their fifties, with so much of life behind them, to finally find each other. But perhaps that was the true reason after all. By experiencing all those hard knocks and past pains life could dish out, they had actually been gaining the knowledge and maturity they required to appreciate the magnificence and uniqueness of the love they would share.
Finally he could take no more. Prying his fingers off of the chair he cupped her firm buttocks and gently pulled her forward.
"Straddle my lap, woman. I need to feel you; I want to feel your wet sex and your hard little clit slipping against my pelvic bone. Come onto me. I'll tell you what to do, sweetheart. Spread those red, swollen inner lips of yours wide so that your clit can rub against me. I don't want you to try and slide up and down my cock this time. You might be too sore for that. I want you to lean forward a little so that I can massage your breasts and then start sliding your pelvis slowly forward so your clit will rub against my pelvic bone. Will you do that?"
Not quite believing her good fortune Alicia carefully mounted his jerking vertical erection and teasingly spread her wet, red inner lips wide for his perusal so he could see that her hard clit was throbbing as well. Slowly, she began moving, gliding, slipping and sliding her wet, heated sex in a circular motion against his firm lower abdomen making sure to bump the cleft of her buttocks against his sweaty thighs with each glide of this unforgettable ride.
True to his word Seth fondled each of her swollen, heavy breasts and fingered the erect nipples, feeling them harden even more under the pressure of his long fingers. Gently he pushed her upper body backward just a tiny bit. At first, Alicia was puzzled by this, but quickly she realized that by leaning backward a little he could bury his cock even deeper inside her. As the minutes sped by Alicia could feel his erection lengthen and pulse deep within her. Almost instinctively she attempted to time the bumps of her swollen clit against his pubic bone to the throbs of his cock that she felt deep within her body. He was sweating with the effort to not thrust within her and she loved him even more for that. All the time their eyes were locked together.
Alicia gradually increased both the speed and the force of her rocking, grinding movements in their erotic dance until she felt her own spasms begin. The amazed man found himself awash in a world of sensations; the rippling grab of his shaft by her spasming vagina, the strong musky smell of her arousal, the creamy slickness flowing over his genitals, the actual swelling and hardening of her clit pressing against his sweaty abdomen, the heat of those long, tanned legs pressing firmly against his thighs and hips. Leaning forward slightly Seth caught her lips with his own. He thrust his tongue into her eager mouth, and with raspy breaths, he deepened the kiss knowing her orgasm had to be close. When her moans began he started to vigorously thumb her engorged nipples while he forcefully thrust upward just once until he gushed his thick, creamy cum deep inside her luscious body.
Gasping for air Alicia draped her flushed, damp body on top of him and lay there with her head tucked under his chin listening as his breathing turned from ragged to slow and deep. Rubbing his large hands down her sweat-slicked back to massage her buttocks once more, Seth told her to stay as still as possible. He had learned long ago that intimacy was essential to great sex. There was nothing more intimate as far as he was concerned than to leave his cream soaked cock buried deep inside her for as long as possible. He needed this to be as special as possible for both of them. He wanted Alicia to realize that her body was precious to him and that being joined with her was something he would prefer to last as long as possible. Hell, he would stay buried inside her all the time if he could. Pulling her hips as close to him as possible, he pressed his chin harder against her sweaty hair and closed his eyes. He held Alicia, listening to the slow beat of his heart and her soft breathy sighs until finally his cock softened and slowly slipped from her body.
Lifting her head upward with one forefinger, Seth chuckled when he saw her dreamy eyes.
"Let's go to the bathroom. Doing this Texaco Two Step is hot and sweaty work. We both need a bath and right now I can think of nothing I want to do more than bathe you. Well, I can, but we have all night and the rest of our lives to improvise the next steps to this new dance of ours. I intend to fill up your dance card, my luscious lady." Smiling tenderly as he carried the treasure he had discovered at the neighborhood gas station towards the bathroom the Seth added, "Later, much, much later, say twenty years from now, we will have some hot coffee. For old times' sake."
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