Miss Florence

Back in the bedroom Tom announced, "You wants my pants off, you'll have me with pants off" as he dropped his pants and underwear. It was now my turn to be in awe.

"Oh my stars and garters, does that really fit inside a woman? I can't imagine how."

Having just peed he wasn't even fully hard, but it was still bigger than I thought it would be. Though his tongue had penetrated me slightly, I was so glad I'd made him promise he wouldn't penetrate me with his penis as I reached out to touch it. It was softer and smoother than I thought. He was standing in front of me as I sat on the bed, his dick was getting stiff as I played with it, causing a drop of pre-cum to emerge. I had never seen anything like that before, touched it with my finger then looked at Tom quizzically.

"It's called pre-cum, it's a natural lubricant the male produces to help in the process of penetration."

I was exhausted, I laid back, drawing Tom to myself as I pulled the covers up.

"No nightie and panties tonight?"

"Nope, I have you to keep me warm, and I might want you to play with me again later. Panties would just be in the way."

Though I was completely sated I had a rough time getting to sleep. I'd never slept with someone in my bed as an adult. By morning my body had obviously adjusted because I woke with my back up against Tom's chest. We were laying like two spoons in a drawer. His big hunky arm was across my ribs, his hand resting lightly on my tummy. We both stirred about the same time.

"Good morning Tom."

"Good morning Flo, did you sleep okay?"

"Once I got used to another person being in my bed. I certainly enjoyed your body warmth. I do need to go pee though."

Tom peed after me and we lay beneath the sheet looking lovingly at each other. My mind was reeling, is this what being in love feels like? I had let this man undress me, suck on and caress my breasts, then put his face between my legs and lick me until I climaxed. If this is love, no wonder Glenda can't talk about anything but sex.

Tom broke my train of thought, "Would you like to go out for breakfast, or eat something here?"

"Let's do something here, and I want to know if you'll do something with me after breakfast?"

"It's Saturday, whatever you have in mind I'm game for as long as I can be with you."

"Can we go to Jeffersonville? There's a lingerie/millinery shop there owned by one of my old classmates. I want to buy new panties and bras, pretty things, and since you'll be the only one looking at them, I want your input. Will you do that with me?"

Tom's mouth was hanging open as he stared at me. "You want me to help you pick out underwear? Oh my god woman, you make my dick hard."

I looked down, yup, it was hard alright. We had breakfast, got cleaned up and ready for the day, then headed out. The ride was fun and spirited as we went over last night playfully, Tom told me we'd only scratched the surface, there was much more fun to be had.

At the millinery shop I didn't see Ellen, so I ask the sales gal if Ellen was there. She was in her office, the girl would get her. When Ellen walked out she knew who I was instantly, even though we hadn't seen each other for many years.

After a hug she asked, "What brings you here Florence? This doesn't seem to be your kind of place to shop. I would have suspected Kohls or Gordmans, somewhere like that."

"You would have been correct, but I want to change that. I've fallen in love and I want to please him."

As Tom walked over Ellen held out her hand, "hello Tom, been a while since I've seen you. Do you hear from Miriam at all?"

"Nope, not a word."

"Well it doesn't surprise me, when she left she said she was starting fresh. Florence is this the guy that's swept you off your feet? If so hang onto him, he's one of the kind and loyal ones. As much of a pain in the ass as Miriam could be, he never strayed. If she hadn't left I've no doubt he'd still be with her."

After I gathered my thoughts I asked Tom, "so you've been here before? With Miriam? Will you be picking out things she wore that you want to see on me?"

Ellen could see where this was going and stepped in. "Flo, it isn't what you're making it sound like. To start with our inventory rotates every six months, what you see today Tom can't have seen here. Secondly, I told you he's one of the loyal ones, if you two are together, he's in it for the long haul. Now, let's put this stuff to rest and look at some lingerie. Tom give Flo a reassuring hug."

As Tom approached I wasn't sure what to think or do. Then his arms went around me, holding me tight.

"Flo, I told you I would never intentionally hurt you, and I won't. What Miriam and I had she chose to end, not me, but once it was done, it was done. I wasn't going to pine, I was going to find another to love, that is you Flo."

I pushed the emotions aside where they belonged and got busy shopping. Ellen helped me with items that looked sexy as hell but would not be flattering on a woman my age. They were designed for the younger ones. Instead she steered me toward very provocative and seductive wear with a bit of foundation. I already had a white garter belt, I selected a black and red one.

Tom wanted to pick out stockings, so we left him to his own devices, although he did pick some very erotic looking stockings. I asked Ellen if ladies my age could pull off wearing what he'd picked out.

"Flo, any age can wear those and look good if they aren't carrying an extra 40 pounds of cellulite on each leg. No worries for you in that department."

By the time we were finished I'd purchased several bra/panty sets, the garter belts, and a selection of boy shorts in both silk and cotton. Tom insisted on buying the stockings and thigh highs, so I let him. I had never been to a 5 Guys, we went there for an early supper and came home. It was probably 7 when we reached my house. I asked Tom if he was staying after bringing the bags in.

"I'll stay for a bit Flo, but I really should go home tonight. I haven't checked email or messages since Friday morning. I should probably do that."

We sat on the couch, he was softly caressing me as we kissed. My hands were again dallying in his chest hair, I don't know why, but his chest hair made me horny. He had unbuttoned my blouse and pushed my old cotton bra up as he played with my breasts.

"After tomorrow you won't see these bras anymore. As of tomorrow, I start wearing under things for the man I love, for you Tom. Other than in public, you can look at them anytime you like. Never believed I could fall so quickly after all those years of being alone, but I'm sure happy I did."

He kissed my breasts, sucked each nipple a while, rubbed my pussy through my jeans and then put me back together before leaving. Well, as back together as a man can manage. I wanted to know how the camera worked on my phone, he showed me and told me how to send a picture if I wanted to. It was after 9 when he left. I got a text saying good night and that he loved me.

I got brave, took a picture of me in my granny panties and sent it to him. "Take a good look, because as of tomorrow you won't be seeing these on me anymore. Love you, Gnight."

Sunday was laundry day for both of us, so our communication was reduced to texts during the day and a brief conversation before bed.

I was no more in the door Monday morning than Glenda pounced. I hadn't even hung my coat.

"So, why was Tom's truck in your driveway until just after 11 Friday night? Are you guys doing the tube steak boogie?"

"Glenda, you are a piece of work. His truck was there because we enjoy a cup of coffee and a few cookies together to go along with our conversation." I failed to iterate most of that conversation was via sign language.

"Ya, but you'd tell me if you were porkin him, right?"

"Hell no I wouldn't tell you Glenda, but since you brought it up, no, I'm not as you say "porkin" him. Just how big a sewer is your mind Glenda? Sheesh."

"Well, when it happens I want to be the first to know."

"Glenda, did you comprehend anything I just said? I'm never going to tell you jack about my private life."

I'm not sure what she was saying as she walked away, it was all mumbles and grumbling.

Tom had board meetings all morning, he didn't even come in until after one. He waved at everyone as he headed for his office. We did our jobs, acting as though there wasn't a thing between us. I happened to be in the vault the same time Tom was at one point. Knowing there were no security cams and the door was hidden from view I quickly raised my skirt to show him my new boy shorts with black thigh highs. I dropped it immediately and started walking out as he stood there with his hand in his crotch groaning. I liked the affect I was having on him.

Monday evening, I went over to Tom's place. It was, quite nice, and it wasn't all man stuff, there was definitely a woman's touch. Tom told me his younger sister had stayed with him a few months after she'd graduated from college, he gave her all the credit for how nice his house looked.

"Do you still have those sexy undies on that you wore to work to torture me with?"

I raised my dress above my waist to show him I indeed had them on. He asked if he was allowed to touch.

He was sitting on the couch as I approached, my dress still lifted. "You can touch all you like naughty boy, but not with your hands. Only your mouth tonight. So, if you want to see that bush again I suggest you get busy, if you get the panties off my body with your mouth, I'll let you lick my kitty."

In no time at all he was on his knees in front of me, his hands gripping my thighs and his teeth trying to pull my panties down.

"Drop your dress" Tom said. I looked at him wondering. "Being under your dress with my face in your kitty sounds so damn erotic to me. Please baby, drop your dress."

I did as he requested. Holy crap, he was right. I watched that bulge under my dress moving around knowing it was Tom under there using his mouth to pull my panties off. I felt a burst of fluid enter my panties. So did Tom.

"Oh baby, I love that, put more of your juices in there for me. I can't wait to taste them."

Tom worked at it front, back, and sides. It took him about ten minutes, but he finally had them even with my crotch. Another five minutes and he was pulling them off my ankles.

"Do I get my reward now Flo?" I nodded. "Are your legs strong enough to remain standing?"

Again I nodded. "Good because I want to eat you under your dress while you stand there."

With that he crawled forward sticking his head under my dress, kissing as he went up to the apex of my legs. When his tongue touched my pussy his hands gently opened my legs, my feet about a foot apart.

That man was a wonder with his tongue, he had me in the throes of an orgasm in less than three minutes. He finally rose, turned me around to sit on the couch, drug me toward the edge by my hips, lifted my dress, dropped to his knees and began licking my pussy like a starved man.

My hips were pushing into his mouth, my hands were in his hair caressing and stroking the side of his head. I could feel it starting, "Oh Tommy, eat my pussy, make me cum again, take your bedroom slut over the edge. Please Tommy, make me cum."

That's when it hit, running through every fiber of my body ending in my pussy. I was moving but going nowhere, my mouth was open with no sounds coming out. I was still trembling lightly as Tom pulled his face from me.

"Where did that language come from? I didn't mind at all, it encouraged me."

I buried my face in my hands apologizing.

"It just seemed so natural at the moment. Am I a dirty talker now? Is that what sluts do?"

"You darling don't know enough about sex to be a slut. As I said Friday night, if you wanna be my little bedroom slut, that's okay. No one will ever know what goes on behind our bedroom door. I like when you talk to me like that when we're intimate, don't stop because you're afraid I'll judge you."

"Tommy, I'm so mellowed out, can I stay with you tonight?"

"Baby you have no sleepwear, no tooth brush, nothing. How about I take you home, I'll pick you up early, we can retrieve your car and still get to work on time. Sound okay? And, let's get a few pair of your panties and bras, some of your toiletries, a nighty and whatever else you need, so in the future you can stay over if you want."

We did as he suggested, arriving at the bank next morning at 8, right on time. Of course the pest Glenda was at my window instantly.

"Why were at you Tom's last night? You stayed almost two hours."

"Glenda, I've had enough of this. What do you do, follow me around every night, spy on my house? What business is it of yours or anyone else in this town what I do with my off-duty hours. Why do you and the rest of your dirty minded little friends have to make something sordid of everything Tom and I do?"

Glenda stepped back, a shocked look on her face. She blinked five or six times and walked away. Thank God, maybe now I could get my work done. Around ten Tom buzzed my station and said I should come in his office. He told me to leave the door open as I entered.

There are two high back Queen Ann chairs in his office that usually sit at an angle facing inward. Today they had been arranged so they were directly facing his desk. Since no one could see but Tom I sat down smiling, crossed my legs seductively and ask what I might do for him.

Ever so softly he said, "You could raise that skirt far enough for me to see your new panties."

I obliged, spreading my legs wide as I crossed them.

He whispered "slut."

I responded in a whisper, "your slut and you love it." As I said that he groaned one of those I'm having a hard time keeping my cock down groans.

At the end of the day he walked next to me across the parking lot before I veered off for home. We kept our distance and chatted.

Before we parted I said, "Bring what you need to stay the night and get dressed in the morning. I want tonight to be in my bed, don't bring any condoms."

We both laughed as though one of us had told a joke. I mentioned 7 o'clock and we went our separate ways. It dawned on me that Glenda hadn't bothered me all day, maybe she finally got the message to keep her nose out of my business.

Tom walked in at 7 and yelled, "Honey I'm home". I pounced on his young ass in the hallway, grinding my pussy into him and grabbing his ass to pull him in tighter.

"Who's this horny little girl? I don't think she was on the playground."

"I wasn't on anyone's playground until you ruined me, now I'm on yours exclusively. Nobody else gets to play with this equipment. Tommy, tonight you're going to make me a complete woman, please tell me I'm not being foolish. If you run off in a year it will destroy me."

He hadn't noticed until now that I was wearing a very transparent white bra with matching panties, white thigh highs and a sheer baby doll with only a ribbon tie at the neck. Nor did he know the panties were crotchless.

As I pulled back his eyes bugged out, "Oh my gosh Flo, you could bring a dead man back to life in that outfit, and I'm the lucky guy who gets to take it off you. No Flo, I won't be going anywhere in a year that you aren't going as well. I know I'm young, but I'm committed to you until you're done with me."

"Take me to our bed and teach me how to make love. I want to scream tonight just like I've read in the romance novels. Put your seed inside me Tom, I can't have kids, but can I belong to you."

Tom carried me to our future marriage bed, slowly removed my baby doll and bra, laying me on the bed. His hand instinctively went to my crotch where his eyes lit up and a huge smile crossed his face.

"You like baby? I got these especially for tonight. Do you think they're too slutty?"

"I like mucho grande, and you can be as slutty as like in our bedroom. Now, I want to get you ready, then I'm going to make tender passionate love to you."

Tom took his clothes off and lay beside me. We kissed and made out for a short while, then Tom moved down to my breasts, sucking, palming, rubbing, tweaking the nipples. With his free hand he played with my pussy, making the most of the crotchless feature. His finger was inside me, moving around gently. He then left my breasts and went to work on my pussy.

He picked me up, pulled the panties off and dove in, tongue in my slit and a finger in my vagina. The finger felt good moving in and out as he lapped up the love nectar between my legs. Tom sensed I was close and used that tongue to bring me over the edge. My hips were moving rapidly, my breathing was ragged, but not much more than moans came from me this time.

Tom lay with me, softly playing in my fur, dipping a finger into my slit occasionally.

"Flo, I'm going to put my cock right at the opening and as I push forward you'll feel pressure. If you can, I want you to push against me, it'll go in quicker that way. You're plenty wet so there won't be any irritation from dryness. We'll go nice and slow. The stop signal will be two pats on my arm or thigh."

As Tom hovered over me he looked in my eyes, I nodded and felt him press against my labia. I pushed back toward him and felt the head pop inside. I slapped his arm. There was discomfort, but no pain, we stayed like that several seconds before I indicated to go ahead. He pushed a little more and I could feel it spreading my inner walls. He was huge in my mind, but at the same time it felt good, so full. I slapped again, he said he was almost all the way in. I obviously didn't have a hymen anymore, there was no resistance and no blood. I whispered okay and he went the rest of the way.

I felt like I was impaled on a baseball bat, so thick, so deep, so savory in its own way. He told me to move when I thought I was ready. I moved my hips a little and it was okay, I whispered to continue, he began stroking ever so little. We proceeded stroking an inch at a time until he was pulling out to the head and then lowering back inside me. It was intrusive but beginning to feel good. Without thinking about it my hips began to raise up and meet his, oh that felt so good. Soon I was meeting every stroke, my hands on his ass cheeks pulling him in as far as I could get him.

I was grunting and making small little ugh and yip sounds with nearly each stroke. My legs spread as wide as they could, then Tom brought my knees up alongside my body. Oh damn, that was deep, but it was delicious. I noticed he had sped up and my body was in concert with his, my hips meeting his almost violently.

I could feel my body start to tingle all over, as though every nerve ending in my body was sending all their signals to one place, my pussy. I could feel myself start to tense up, my breath was becoming halted and shallow. My tummy began to quiver, I felt as though I were being overtaken by some invisible force.

I could tell Tom was getting worked up, he was breathing hard, pushing against my pelvis with more force than when he started. I could feel him seem to slightly lengthen as he absolutely began to thicken inside me. He had never climaxed in my presence, I was in new territory, hoping I was doing everything right.

Then the lights went out, figuratively, my entire body convulsed, contorted and shook. I was moaning and gasping for air. Tom had slammed himself against my pussy and wasn't moving as I felt spurt after spurt of his sperm being shot inside my vagina. His face was contorted and yet full of satisfaction.

As my body relaxed Tom lay next to me, his cock had softened and pulled out. I was exhausted, I never felt so complete in all my life. I could feel his sperm running out of me and onto the bed, somehow, I didn't care.

"You alright Flo, did I hurt you?"

"I'm alright. Nothing a hot bath won't help. I wasn't sure how I'd feel about a foreign object being inside my vagina, but as the good feelings increased I reached the conclusion that I like it. That is, as long as it's you in there. Tom, I've maintained my virginity 54 years, I swore as a young lady that whoever I gave my virginity to would be the only one inside me for life."