I had been divorced for about 5 years. My wife of over twenty years divorced me after she took up with our neighbor. She broke my heart and it took me a long time to get over that heartbreak. I started coming around last year when I met Maxi who taught me how to trust women again. Up until Maxi, I had not dated since the divorce. I just couldn't see myself in another relationship, making myself vulnerable again. Maxi brought a light into my life and reawakened my libido.
Maxi showed up one day as a temporary Receptionist at my job. I walked out into the Reception area one day to greet a visitor when I noticed Maxi behind the front desk. We caught each others' eyes for a moment and something sparked between us. Actually, I felt like I got hit by a lightning bolt. She had the most seductive brown eyes and cute little turned up nose. Later that day, Maxi and I met again while we were getting coffee in the break room. We quickly struck up a conversation. We're both around the same age - mid forties. She is about 5 feet 5 inches tall with a compact, tight body, just a tad on the full figure side. Though small in stature, one of the first things you notice about her is her tits and ass. In a word, both are outstanding. She's got a 40D rack and kind of a Latin bubble bootie, with shoulder length chestnut hair, just a bit on the curly side. And, of course, the brown eyes that got my attention the first time I saw her.
As we spoke, we realized we had lots in common. She lost her husband at about the same time my wife started cheating on me. Only, tragically, her husband was killed in an accident. She was still not over it after five years, and she shared with me that, though she got asked out quite often by many men, she always declined, feeling like it would be cheating on her dead husband. For some reason, because she felt so connected with me, she agreed to go out to lunch with me later that week. Our bond was really incredible. It was a long time since I was able to relax with a woman and share stories and details of my life. We just had this incredible connection. It wasn't long before we began to date regularly. The one problem in this new-found relationship is that Maxi just couldn't get beyond kissing and petting to full-on sex. She told me she had this kind of emotional and physical block when it came to sex, and confessed that she had not been with any men since her husband passed five years ago.
Because of the chemistry between us and, frankly, because I was having such a good time, enjoying once again female companionship, I didn't let the lack of sexual activity get in the way of a good thing. But I have to tell you that there were many nights I went home after seeing Maxi, with a severe case of blue balls, something I hadn't experienced since I was 15. I would have to relieve myself by fantasizing about Maxi and jerking off like a horny teenager. Maxi knew that my frustration with the lack of sex was beginning to put a strain on our relationship. We talked about it often, and she confided that she was seeing a therapist. She said she was making progress and that the therapist told her that she needed to take what he called "baby steps" to rediscover her sexuality. The fact that she was in a committed relationship with me, someone who is trustworthy and not looking to take advantage of her sexually, was a positive sign to her therapist. He felt that in time, she would be able to have a normal healthy sex life with me. This is a story about those steps Maxi took with me to get back her sexuality.
The first step came one Saturday afternoon. Earlier that week I had wrenched my back pretty badly, so Maxi said she would come over Saturday to make me dinner and help me around the house. I was relaxing in the back yard getting some sun when I heard Maxi pull into the driveway. She stopped in the house, and then came around back and as usual, I couldn't help but drink in her sensual beauty. I only had to think about Maxi and my cock would begin to strain against my pants. She had on thong sandals with cute manicured toes painted in red, cut off white shorts, and a tight black top. Her hair was done up in a bun. Her tits and her ass were accentuated by the outfit. The woman was built for sex. She greeted me with that sexy smile of hers and came over to sit with me, surprising me with two glasses and a bottle of sangria. While we drank and relaxed in the spring sun, she told me that she felt badly that I hurt my back, and that she had the perfect way to help me feel better. Before her husband took ill, they would regularly give each other massages,and she apparently became quite good at it. She's telling me all this and I'm sitting there getting hornier by the second, wondering where this was going. I nearly fell out of my chair when she suggested we go inside and she treat me to a massage. Of course, I wasn't about to resist, thinking that this could be the moment I had been waiting for. "I'm finally going to be able to make love to Maxi," I thought. But a small part of me wasn't holding out too much hope.
"C'mon," Maxi said. "Let's go get you that massage. You go in and take a hot shower and I'll be waiting in the bedroom."
When I finished my shower, I wrapped myself up in a robe and headed in. Maxi did a great job of setting the mood with several candles and soft music. I was a bit disappointed when I saw that Maxi hadn't removed any of her clothes. But hey, I figured, this is at least a step in the right direction.
"OK, face down on the bed, and I'll be right back. I'm just gonna get some oil that I heated up in the microwave."
"Should I take the robe off?" I wondered. I didn't want to presume too much so I kept the robe on. A few minutes later, I heard Maxi as she came back into the room.
"Now how am I supposed to massage you with that robe on?" she asked incredulously. OK, at that moment, I realized things were getting serious. "Here's a towel. Take that robe off and wrap the towel around that cute little butt of yours," she demanded. I did as I was told and also did my best to hide my hardening cock from her. I didn't want to scare her away.
In a few minutes, Maxi started her massage. She poured warm oil on my back and started rubbing from the base of my neck down my spine. The feel of her soft hands was absolutely amazing. And it was becoming difficult to keep my straining cock in check while I was lying on my tummy. Slowly she made her way under the towel and began to massage my ass cheeks.
I heard her say, "Let's get this towel off of you. It's only getting in the way."
She quickly flicked it off of me and then went back to work massaging my ass. Working her way down my thighs, to my calves and feet, she slowly parted my legs. Moving back up to the inside of my thighs with long strokes, she grazed that area between my balls and my ass, alternating between applying soft pressure and light, massaging and tickling. It was as if I had died and went to heaven. I could feel the precum leaking from the tip of my cock, and I knew that with my legs spread, she got a really good view of it.
"OK, time to turn over," Maxi whispered into my ear.
Suddenly I was filled with panic. "Listen Maxi," I said in an apologetic tone. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, but you know what you're going to see when I turn over, right? If you want to stop here, we can. I mean, I can't help my reflexes."
"No, silly," Maxi replied. "It's just a massage. You don't have anything I haven't seen before. Now flip over and let me do your front."
What else could I do? The towel was gone by now, and even if I had it on, it would have tented and wouldn't have done much good anyway. So, I did as instructed, and there in all its splendor was my 9 inch cock, as hard as a steel rod, pointing due north. When Maxi got a glimpse of it, her eyes lit up and her mouth opened.
