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.
