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Feeling the near presence, turning from the window, “Barb,” Pulling her closer, our lips coming together our tongues touched and my hand, finding it’s way beneath the bottom of her jacket pulled the tail of her blouse from the band of her skirt and, feeling the smooth, soft warmth of her bare back, our lips touched again and, kissing, backing to the bed, dropping onto it we lay closely side by side…

Cyber Affair 5

Day One -3: Friday, June 18,

My hand, now moving from her back, found it’s way beneath the elastic band of Barbara’s panties and, Oh, God, I held one so soft, so warm, so smooth cheek in my hand and holding it, urging her even closer, her tongue probed even deeper and her hand, now fumbling with the zipper to my fly...

“Wait, baby” I said breathlessly. Standing, kicking my shoes off, watching as, now on the other side of the bed, Barbara did the same.

Our jackets off... her blouse and my shirt. Watching as...

Barbara’s eyes on me, as mine on her...

Partially lowering my jeans, along with my shorts...

Watching now as she stood in only her transparently sheer matching bra and  bikini underpants...

Her eyes on me, watching now as...

Lowering my jeans along with my underpants – the little almond colored pill apparently  doing its job – my fully erected  all but quivering dick sprung into full view.

Watching now as Barbara unclasped her...

If I thought I loved this woman before, loving her all the more because...

Five feet, four inches tall, absolutely curvaceous, Barbara Longford has a deep waist, wide hips and...

Let me state right here and now; my wife was one of those eternally thin women and Helen, my girlfriend, is a small, thin lady, so my fantasy women have been on the “chubby” side. So again, let me state right here and now, Barbara’s weight not a deterrent. The sight of Barbara’s curvy, “chubby” body hardly a deterrent, actually just the opposite.

Hoping Barbara is, minimally, as attracted to me as I am to her because, here I am, a seventy-four year old man who could easily afford to lose twenty pounds with more than a bit of a belly along with a major set of “love handles.”

Watching now as Barbara unclasped bra... letting it drop to the floor...

My breath catching, drooping naturally, Barbara’s full breasts – out of my fantasies – were the breasts of a mature, fifty year old woman, and, due to her complexion, surprising me, exciting me, the color of her nipples were a very light pink, the areola, about the size of silver dollars.

We’d been standing on opposite sides at the foot of the bed, now moving closer, standing a foot apart, I watched as Barbara lowered and stepped out of her panties...

Unable to hold back, pulling her into my arms, my dick pushing through the trimmed triangle of her dark brown pubic hair, actually sensing the slick moisture that had permeated the lips of her vagina, falling onto the bed, her on the bottom, me on top, stopping a moment to gaze at the sight of this beautiful woman beneath me, at her face, at the spread of her naturally laying breasts, foreplay out of the question, ”I love you,” I said as...

Beneath me, her thighs open to me, her eyes half closed, the erectile flesh of her nipples tightening,  the color turning a deeper shade of pink, “Me, too, baby.” Barbara said, as moving her pelvis upward, her hand reaching to me, taking hold of me...

Lowering, entering, I felt the warmth, I felt the heat...

Oh, God! I felt the warmth, I felt the heat...

 “I love you!” 

Moving deeper... her vagina grasping, holding and moving in cadence...

Her thighs now widely spread over my shoulders...

Meeting my thrusts...

...Her breath catching...

Her thighs now tightening about my waist...

“Oh, God!”

“Oh, my God!”

My chest dropping onto her chest, her soft breasts melding onto to me...

My mouth going to her mouth...

Her tongue moving in cadence with the short pumping motion of my hips...

Oh, God!

Her eyes tightly shut, with one hard, upward pelvic motion, Barbara stopped all movement.

And other then the hard, spasmodic penile pulsing, so did I.

Opening her eyes, her breath coming hard, “Mitchie, I love you.”

Opening my eyes, “I... Barbara,” looking into the fathomless brown eyes of this woman that, “I love you, too .”

Her breathing slowing, “My, God, Mitchie,” touching the tip of her finger to the center of her chest, to her heart, “I could feel you coming all the way to here.”

Still atop, “Am I getting heavy?” attempting to roll off, and out...

“No, honey.” Her hands playing over my back, onto and between the cheeks of my buttocks, “Don’t go yet.”

Dropping my cheek to her cheek, smelling the slight floral scent of her flesh, closing my eyes, my heart beating against her heart, knowing it could not be... Knowing it could never be, more than anything in this world, more than anything, I wanted whatever earthly years I had left to be in the arms of this woman.

To be continued

©February 16, 2012 / Mark M Lichterman