Thank you for reading this series. I have enjoyed creating this story.
This episode will close the door on Thomas and Sarah's quarantine adventure but will, perhaps, open another for Thomas.
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The days march on in quarantine. Thomas and Sarah lose track of what day it is as they revel in each other's company. The days are full of burgeoning lust and brilliant conversation. The torrid nights leave them fuck drunk, and the mornings are erotic and tender.
The day 10 check up by the department of health was uneventful—no fevers, no symptoms. Day 14, a Friday, arrived and the final check from the department of health was done by early afternoon. Neither had symptoms and Thomas and Sarah were advised they free to leave the apartment!
All this freedom, but where were they going to go? The bustling metropolis of New York was eerily quiet. Museums are closed, restaurants are closed and bars are closed. Despite this, they ventured out and walked around Thomas's neighborhood enjoying the afternoon sunlight. Even though the day was fading, the sun on their skin felt so beautiful.
They walked a lot that afternoon—ambling along arm in arm or hand in hand talking. This was to be their last night together, as their trip was supposed to return the next day, and thus their time together would be over.
Thomas had to get something off his chest.
"Sarah" he began, "these two weeks have been amazing. We've known each other for many months and it has been a blessing, but during these weeks you have given me so much more than I could have ever expected. Confidence, passion, creativity and even fearlessness."
Thomas continued, "You have given me back a sense of myself, the confidence that I have passion and love to give and that I deserve it in return. More than your friendship and the special bond we'll always share from this experience, that confidence is something I can never fully repay."
"Despite not being able to go where we planned, this has been an amazing time."
Sarah stopped Thomas and took his face in her hands, "Thomas, you are a wonderful human, a wonderful lover and an incredible father. You deserve happiness and contentment."
She kissed him deeply, tongues dancing, breath suddenly ragged, arms wrapping tightly around one another. They were immersed in only each other as if underwater. No cared that they carried on for several minutes. If it was a normal Friday in New York they would have been accosted in a "New York Minute" but not today.
The kiss reluctantly broke and they resumed their walk, heading back to the apartment.
While walking, Sarah said "I am happy for you, and proud of you for opening yourself up to me, and to love. What do you think life will be like for you now? What do you seek?"
Ever pensive, Thomas was silent a moment before answering. "I search for fulfillment. Emotional,
physical, sexual fulfillment. It sounds selfish when said out loud, but part of that is achieved through
giving. Achieving fulfillment through giving it to another. I've raised kids, sacrificed for a family,
provided for family. I would like a partner who understands and has a similar perspective. Gaining
through giving.
I don't want to be on Tinder or Match or any of that. I feel like I am open to receive now when I wasn't
before."
Sarah nodded thoughtfully, saying "Gaining through giving, can I use that sometime?"
Thomas laughed "Of course! By the way, don't think you are getting rid of me even with this opened
heart. I will still be booking you up once a month!"
Sarah laughed and added "We will have a hard time topping this stretch, but trying will sure be fun!"
They returned to the apartment and wanted to freshen up before dinner. Sarah showered first, then Thomas.
When Thomas came out of the shower, he was just in a robe and he meandered to the kitchen. Sarah was at the stove waiting for a pot to boil. She was naked save for an apron. It was an incredible sight. The contrast of her long dark hair against her flawless skin was striking. As were the sensuous curves of her butt and the sides of her breasts. The apron was tied loosely and she was seemingly lost in thought.
Thomas's robe parted as his cock swelled. He came up behind her and leaned to her ear while pressing himself against her.
"Turn off the stove" he whispered firmly as his hands slid under the apron and up to her delightful C cup breasts. Her nipples were hard instantly as his hands brushed over them.
He nibbled at her ear, and kissed his way softly down her neck and along her shoulder. His hands continued to stroke her gently, now one hand on her breast and another drawing gentle curves down her abdomen toward her smooth mound. His deft touch and whisper soft kisses brought out goosebumps all over her. He was only a few inches taller than her 5'5" frame, but yet seemed more imposing in this position.
"I love the way you touch me" she said. "I cannot get enough of it."
His hands continued to tweak and tease her, he pulled her back into him and she felt his rigid cock press between her cheeks. One of his hands untied the apron, and he used the other to pull it off of her.
She was gently grinding her butt against his hardness, and she reached behind her to pull his robe the rest of the way open.
"I need you" he moaned.
"Take me here" she whispered.
He spun her around, picked her up and turned to put her on the butcher block island behind him. Her legs were spread and she lay back, mostly supported by the island. His robe fell to the floor and they were both naked.
He took the apron he had taken off her and covered her eyes with it, gently tying it around her head as a makeshift blindfold. "I promise I won't hurt you" he whispered. "I just want to tease a little."
She was breathing heavily as his fingers gently traced up her calf to tickle her behind her knee. She giggled, and he took his hand away. Several seconds passed with no sound and no touching. She writhed and whined, aching for his touch. He watched her perfect breasts rise and fall with each breath, and her beautiful pussy gathered moisture as she became more aroused.
His next touch was halfway up her thigh tracing toward her pussy while blowing on it with the gentlest of breath. She quivered as his hands neared her core when he abruptly stopped. Next he took his fingers and traced her collarbone and down through her cleavage. He took a clean pastry brush from the drawer and brushed gently over a nipple. They both gasped at how quickly her nipple stiffened, and it was aching to be devoured.
Thomas touched her nipple with the tip of his tongue. Sarah reacted like a small shock passed through her. After doing the same to the other nipple, he paused a moment. Her breasts were heaving. He placed his mouth at the top of her breast, consuming as much as he could. Sarah cried out in ecstasy, and began to grind her groin against Thomas.
Thomas continued to tease her with feather light touches and kisses. He kissed a trail down her belly to her mound. He randomly kissed each petal of her glorious flower, doing so to heighten the sensation. Sarah was going crazy with the removal of her sight and the random jolts of pleasure generated by touch. Several more passes with lips and fingers had Sarah on the verge of cumming.
Thomas could sense this and he decided to end the tease. He bent low, blew delicately on her flower and then, with a firm tongue, licked from her perineum to her clit. This elicited a near scream as she grabbed his head and held it to her pussy. He licked and kissed her labia as she gyrated her hips. His tongue dove into her silky sweet depths, searching for the source of her copious wetness.
His tongue rolled up to her clit and flicked it as her breath became jagged and ragged. He gently pursed his lips around her clit and gently sucked and her moans rose in pitch. Two fingers found their way into her folds and curled just enough to touch her spot. She went off like a rocket.
"Ahhh! I'm cuuuuummmmiiiiinnnngg!"