Janine...
Janine looked at me with those soft sultry eyes of hers, and immediately I felt love for her. She had become something special in my life and I adored her. We agreed age didn't' matter when it came to loving each other. What are numbers anyway? -numbers can never be a guide to when it is the right time to fall in love.
Our years were separated by fifteen but it just dint matter at all, despite the fact that Janine was being teased at work, for taking in a toy boy.
"I do believe they are jealous" she told me. "Just hearing what they say when we have our office break; I can tell that there are one or two of them who would really like to have the opportunity to spread their wings,. Especially Cora, who is always asking me how you are Alex, I keep telling her that like me, she is a divorcee and there is no harm at all in having a fling, and who knows that may just develop into a long standing relationship just like ours."
I loved to hear Janine's account after the day's gossip and felt good about being her so called toy boy.
When we are home alone in the evening, when she has had a hard day at the office I am more than content to be her pleasure. When she forever tells me just how good I am for her well-being, that I am like a tonic and she loves me so very much.
"It was just for the experience at first" Janine confessed. "I just needed the outlet to console me; I was and am still in the prime of my life at thirty five - and a woman, and especially a woman like me needs all those lovely things a man can offer. But it became more than that baby and I am so glad it did, and it is so very important to me that we can both enjoy being together and relish each other to the full, now come and sit close to me Alex, you know how good that feels?"
I certainly did, we'd enjoyed dinner which I cooked. I am a fully-fledged chef now at a local hotel and to cherish a new dish with Janine can be something really generating, because it's not just the fact that she enjoys my cooking, but is the way she relishes it, when she does all those very sexual things; indulging in the absolute joys of looking the way she does - toying and moving each fork full into her mouth, those beautiful brown eyes of her half closing, like they do when we are indulging in passionate sex, the lips and tongue showing her deep naughty thoughts; and in my mind - a stick of celery becomes part of me that she is gently caressing with tongue and mouth, and gently nibbling. I watch her enjoying and teasing me to the hilt and soon I feel the surge rise again.
She smiles provocatively, knowing quite well what she is doing to me,. I love the way she looks up at me with those wide open eyes which pierce my being; and I am whatever she wants me to be.
When, afterwards we perch on the black leather bound settee together and share coffee and an after eight mint, I soon feel the intent of all she has worked up in me. And then she is doing it again, the way she enjoys the mint; nibbling the sides and sucking out the mint cream - and then that peering glance once more as I feel myself melt into her kiss. and feel the taste of her deep loving kiss sink into my being when we share Janine's particular style of French kissing. And then I feel her fingers begin to touch and explore and it is wonderful.
I lay back and relax as she tells me to do and I feel the joy and thrill as I feel her fingers so very slowly unzip me as they circle my masculinity in a way which feels so very soothing and lovely, For a while she simply enjoys me there, caressing me as I swell beneath and it is nit so very long before I feel her touch me inside and over my briefs, the zip and buckle undone without my knowing.
