Camp Wild Pt 06

When they arrived at the Center. They dragged the coolers inside and unloaded the gear. Half an hour later, they were dropping the truck off at the construction site, and Stu was following Ellen to her house in his pickup truck.

Ellen's house was exactly like Ellen, clean, organized, and cute as hell. Ellen was starting a load of laundry when Stu walked up behind her and put his arms around her.

"Stu, what are you doing? I'm trying to get organized."

"I can see that. It's one of the things I love about you." Said Stu and he gently caressed her soft little breasts through her shirt and bra. Stu kissed the back of her neck and then ran his right hand down the front of her body and straight between her legs. She wasn't wet yet, but Stu could feel the heat, and her breathing told him it wouldn't be long.

"God that feels so... Wait, you're toying with me. You're trying to get my panties wet. Are you trying to soak my panties Stu?"

"Maybe" said Stu applying some upward pressure into her crotch and rubbing.

"Fuck... My pussy just kicked into turbo. These panties are a goner."

Stu knelt down and opened the front of Ellen's jeans. He slid them down and ran his finger along the front of her panties.

"Wet! Just how I like them." Whispered Stu.

"Bastard!" Whispered Ellen. "Bend me over the couch and fuck me, right now Stu, Fuck me hard!" Groaned Ellen.

Stu tried to be gentle rubbing the head of his cock against her, but Ellen was having none of it. She backed into him and commanded him.

"I said Fuck me!"

The sex lasted for about five minutes. When Ellen finally came, the gripping spasms of her vagina won out and Stu was finished.

"We couldn't even unpack before you were putting the meat to me. Damn Stu."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Laughed Stu.

Ellen turned into Stu and kissed him deeply.

"There are worse things."

Waking up in Ellen's bed was new to Stu and he liked it. Ellen was sleeping soundly.

God she is even more beautiful when she's asleep. Stu didn't see how that was possible.

Stu had used the word love, and he had meant it. The feelings between them were strong. But how much of what they had was a byproduct of sexual chemistry. They were the definition of a binary explosive. When they got together, they had an exothermic reaction and BOOM!

Stu went into Ellen's cute, neat little kitchen and found the coffee and got a pot brewing. It wasn't so much that he was snooping or being nosy, he just wanted to know Ellen better. She was so organized and everything about her and her life made sense. Ellen was the polar opposite of his last love interest Kayla. Like Pete and Sharon, his relationship with Kayla didn't survive his return from fighting a war in a land far away.

He had been a train wreck when he got home. The things he had done and seen had made him a different man from the one that had left. The decreasing frequency of her emails and calls had caused Stu to become suspicious that there were problems in their relationship. The pictures emailed to him from one of his buddies of Kayla kissing another guy had been a knife to the heart.

He had thought he was in love with her and that she was in love with him. He also thought the sex with her was great, it really wasn't. Sex was great in general, and that's why guys chased after pretty girls and made bad decisions. Stu had gotten lucky; he had thought he was in love with Kayla. One evening with Ellen had disproved that theory.

His time with Ellen had introduced a new word into his vocabulary, intimacy. Of course, the sex with Ellen was great. They were attracted to each other and the chemistry worked. But what they had together was so much more. He was sure that Ellen felt the same way. It was obvious. She didn't hold back with him, and he could literally feel her love.

The coffee maker beeped, and Stu brought a cup of coffee into the bedroom for Ellen. He gently held the cup under her nose while softly bringing her the rest of the way out of her slumber. Ellen realized what the smell was and her eyes lit up. No one had ever brought her coffee in bed before. Ellen was incredibly happy. The sparkle in Ellen's eyes was so gratifying to Stu. He had never felt like this before.

"If you are bringing me coffee just to try and get in my pants it won't work. It isn't going to make my panties wet either. I'm not wearing pants or panties. The joke's on you." Said Ellen with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes."

"Is that what you think? That I live to make your panties wet?" replied Stu.

"Well... I think you have a fixation or maybe a fetish for soaking my panties."

Stu took her coffee from her and set it on the nightstand. He then gently pushed her back down and climbed between her legs.

"Oh, Stu... Oh, god, Stu." Exclaimed Ellen.

Five minutes later, Ellen had started her morning off in grand fashion. Fresh coffee and a fresh man. She lay back with her eyes closed when she felt Stu gently pushing into her. Their sex went on another ten minutes until Stu emptied himself into her.

Sitting at the table over breakfast, Ellen had a feeling of contentment that was new to her. Being with Stu was enough. But what about the age difference? When would that rear its head? Thought Ellen.

"Stu, do you think I'm too old for you?" Asked Ellen gently.

"I do not. I have given it a lot of thought. I was worried I might not be mature enough for you."

"Stu, you are at least as mature as I am, maybe more."

"Hmm, I don't know about that. But I did come to grips with the age gap. Can I explain?"

"Please Stu, I want to hear what you have to say." Said Ellen, then it hit her again. God she loved him. She loved everything about him.

"So this has been weighing on me too. I have been worried that our attraction and chemistry is deceiving us into thinking we are more compatible than we are. But over time, I disavowed that notion. Ellen, I am just as happy here at the table with you as I am in bed with you."

"Really?" Asked Ellen.

"Oh, Fuck No! I am never happier than when we are having sex. I was speaking figuratively. But... Here is the thing. I am happy sitting here with you. Completely content and at ease. So, I asked myself. Would I rather be with you and happy or with someone closer to my age. The answer wasn't even close."

Now it was Ellen's turn to speak.

"You got a little bit out in front of me, but your point works for me too. I don't want to be with someone older. I am happy with you. I feel completely at ease. Oh, and for the record, I am never happier than when you are doing nasty things to me."

Ellen got up and pulled Stu into a kiss. There were soft, sensitive kisses, that eventually evolved into tongue play. They were in no hurry to head back to the bedroom having just recently finished with each other. They exchanged passionate affection.

The call from Sharon interrupted their kissing. Ellen answered and Stu came over when Ellen waved him in.

"You aren't going to believe who I just got off of the phone with."

"Who?" Answered Ellen innocently.

"Now who has the bad poker skills? I just spent an hour on the phone with Pete Cleveland. He called and gave me an update after he checked on the horses. It was the same old Pete again. Our call started awkward but within five minutes we were Pete and Sharon again. He is going to keep an eye on the place and feed the horses, at least until the road gets fixed."

"Oh, Sharon that's great." Said Ellen, who silently formed a circle with her fingers and pumped at it with the index finger on her other hand imitating sex."

Stu smiled broadly and returned the hand sign.

"So how did you and Stu get along. There wasn't any hanky panky or anything was there?"

Ellen laughed and Stu laughed.

"What is that all about? Secrets? Pete told me about the hickeys. He also said you two were one of the most perfect matches he had ever seen. So are you going to come clean?"

"Yes Sharon, we will come clean. Stu and I talked last night and then over coffee this morning. The lease is up on his place in a few weeks and he is moving in here." Explained Ellen.

"Well that was fast!" Exclaimed Sharon.

"Speed isn't relative. Stu told me he loved me last night, but he didn't have too. Our connection was powerful and obvious. Even Pete saw it. We talked about the age thing and our prior relationships. We have decided we are happy together and that's more important than age."

"Ellen, can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course, Sharon."

"I can't wait for Pete and I to give each other monster hickeys too."