Part 3 of the adventures of a widower getting back into the dating game.
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Matt woke the next morning not entirely sure where he was at until the movement next to him brought it all back into focus. Saturday morning, he had no place he had to be, so this was certainly better than waking up at home alone. And given the conversation the night before, this could become a regular thing, waking up with someone beside him. She rolled over and looked at him through her eyelashes, a rather cute effect. "Good morning! I'm glad to see that it wasn't a dream, but a real evening."
"If that was a dream, I would just as soon stay asleep and let it continue."
"Come on!" She popped out of bed, her ass jiggling nicely as she did so. She spun around the bed and grabbed his hand pulling him to get out of the bed. She pushed him into the bathroom and told him to start the shower. It was a pretty small bathroom, but he took care of his bladder and started up the water. It was only a few minutes later that she showed up with two cups of coffee and handed him one, still totally naked.
"Here, suck down some of this. I've seen you drink enough coffee to know you take it black." He noticed that her's had cream in it, no idea if it was sugared too. A quick sip and he realized that there was a splash of alcohol in it, probably Kahlua. The caffeine and the alcohol spread warmth through his body.
Star pushed him down on the toilet after placing a towel on it and knelt between his legs. A small device appeared in her hand, it looked like a small comb. She started running it around his shaft and balls, which were responding to the touch of her hands. It took a moment to realize that the comb device was a type of razor and was cutting off his pubic hairs. "I'll leave it fairly thick around your dick, but want it all gone from my pleasure source." It only took a few minutes for her to trim off the hair, during which his erection grew and a bead of pre-cum started to grow at the head. She wiped him down and removed the loose hairs and then popped him up off the towel. After wadding up the towel and tossing it into the hamper, she turned with a smile to the penis bobbing in front of her face.
She quickly started licking the shaft and tickling the tip of his dick with her tongue. He went a bit weak in the legs and grabbed the sink to keep his balance. She pulled his thighs into her chest as she continued administering to the shaft. She definitely liked the oral side of things, unlike his previous lover, who had only once given him a blow job, but it had been quite a blow job! He ran his fingers through her hair, the red curls tickling his thighs as her head bobbed up and down. He groaned and warned her, "Here it comes!" before she just hummed and took his load. He was surprised that there had been anything left. After the number of orgasims the night before, he didn't expect his body had recuperated enough to ejaculate again.
They climbed into the shower together. It was a bit of a tight squeeze, but that just gave him more opportunity to be close. A good lathering of soap and they slid over each other well. It took only a few minutes for Matt to help her reach orgasm, his cock sliding between her butt cheeks and one hand around caressing her breasts and the other stroking between her legs. It was pretty erotic. After holding her as she shuddered through her orgasm he got out of the shower and got dressed while she cleaned up. He headed downstairs and when she joined him half an hour later, he had caught up on the news and finished a second cup of coffee. He was looking around for breakfast. He'd pulled some eggs out and was wondering what to do with them.
"I make a pretty decent omelet. Sound good?"
She smiled, "Sounds great. I think I hit the lottery here, good looking, smart and can cook? Be still my heart!"
Matt perused the contents of the fridge and pulled out a couple of packages of cheese and some sliced ham. Half an onion and some spinach came out too. A quick chop of the onion and he threw it into the pan and sliced up the ham and spinach and added them to the mix once the onions got translucent. A minute or two and he pulled the pan off the stove and slid its contents into a bowl. He whisked up the eggs, added them into the pan and then carefully filled half the bottom with the mix and some of the cheese. He set the finished plate down in front of Star and finished making up his own.
"The dealership said my car should be ready about noon. You could drop me off on your way home."
"Easy enough, what should we do until then?" He certainly had some ideas, but wasn't sure his sore shaft could handle them.
"Well, we could do a few odds and ends around here, I could use someone's help with a few things I don't know how to do myself. My washtub sink faucet is dripping, know anything about fixing one of those?"
Matt laughed and after being pointed to the small selection of tools, he went to work on a few fixes she pointed out. He had to settle for flipping the washer in the faucet over, as she didn't have any plumbing equipment, but it stopped the drip. He'd have to get a new washer before this one fell apart. Just the thought of thinking into the future was enough to give him a feeling he hadn't had for a long time, something to look forward to.
He dropped her off at the garage and watched her walk in. She really had a nice ass, one that would have caught his attention in any situation. Star's jeans hugged her curves nicely and it was with a sense of disappointment that he watched her disappear behind the door. He waited until she drove out before giving her a wave and a smile and headed back to his own place.
He called Star Sunday morning, not too early. Matt didn't want to be too eager, but certainly didn't want to wait too long before talking with her. She sounded a bit sleepy, and the first thing she said was, "Wish you were here beside me."
"It isn't that far, I could be there pretty quickly!"
"As tempting as that is, I think I better focus on getting ready for the week, a bit behind on my laundry, and I had a house guest Friday."
"You should probably make them help with things next time."
"Oh, you think there will be a next time? What am I saying! Of course there will be a next time! Speaking of which,... "