Outercourse

II

Kevin Pearson awoke to the smell of frying bacon and toast, and the sound of someone moving about in the kitchen. For an instant, he imagined he was lying in his own bed as his wife prepared breakfast.

Then his eyes flew open as he realized he had no wife. Not anymore - he was divorced. When he gazed around the room, a slow awareness of his surroundings sparked the memory that brought him to where he was.

He was in Josie's apartment. On her couch, to be precise, where he had spent the night after an extraordinary turn of events the previous evening.

Josie was an amazingly attractive and sexy 22-year-old who Kevin worked with in the dining hall of a local prestigious boarding school in their tiny Connecticut town. He was the dishwasher - a job he took grudgingly after having losing a career in the insurance industry over a year ago.

Over time, Kevin and Josie had become friends - close friends who genuinely enjoyed each other's company. Then, last night, after spending some time drinking at the local pizzeria - the only establishment in the area boasting anything resembling a bar - he had driven Josie back home as her car was in the shop.

After accompanying her inside the apartment, and small talk in her living room, she had excused herself only to reappear completely naked in the doorway of her bedroom. In addition to the shock of her actions, Kevin was equally surprised at the sublime beauty of her body - a sight that blew his fucking mind apart. Soon after, they engaged in a little mutual masturbation until each had reach climax.

Afterwards, as Kevin prepared to leave, a gigantic New England snowstorm stalled his efforts and he had been persuaded to spend the night at Josie's. Now, as the 52-year-old divorced man sat up slowly on the couch, wearing only his underwear, he ran a hand through his hair while he tried to decide what came next.

"Oh, you're awake," Josie said from the kitchen. "I'm making you a big breakfast, so I hope you like eggs, bacon, fried potatoes, toast and coffee. It's my specialty."

Kevin looked over and smiled. "That'll be fantastic." She was dressed in the same, skimpy pink silk bathrobe she had worn the previous night. It barely dipped below her ass and he could easily see she was naked underneath.

And just like that - his dick was hard.

"If you want to take a shower, I left a clean towel in the bathroom," she said. "Breakfast will be ready when you're done."

He was speechless - again. Josie had thought of everything. It was incredible to Kevin that this young woman seemed to encompass all the qualities in the opposite sex that he had always been looking for. Never, in nearly a quarter century of marriage, had his wife ever spoiled him like this. Hell - in all that time it had never even seemed to cross her mind. "That sounds great. Thank you."

"No problem," came her reply as she cracked some eggs into a medium size bowl.

Having received his instructions, Kevin rose from the couch and made his way into the bathroom. There, as indicated, was a clean towel and washcloth.

When he had finished showering, Kevin put on the only piece of clothing he had - his underwear - and walked back into the living room. The rest of his clothes had been neatly folded and were lying on the couch, ready for use. "Wow," he uttered to himself.

"Breakfast is ready when you are," came the cute voice from the kitchen.

"I'm on my way," he responded. He dressed as quickly as he could and proceeded into the adjoining room.

The kitchen was very small, just a narrow walkway with room in the back for a tiny gray dinette table and two chairs. Kevin took a seat in the nearest one as Josie placed a fully loaded plate in front of him - three scrambled eggs, buttered toast, a healthy portion of fried potatoes, and four slices of bacon.

Just as he was sizing up the enormous feast before him, she placed a glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee down in front of him. "There. I think that's everything."

"Wow," he said, this time out loud for her to hear. "This is...incredible. Really."

She slid sideways into the other chair holding a cup of coffee and smiling slyly at him. "I'm glad you like it. I know how you old guys love a big breakfast in the morning." Then she gave him a wink for good measure, just so he would know she was only playing with him.

"You're funny," he answered, then took a bite of toast and winked back.

About halfway through his meal, Kevin noticed she wasn't eating. She just sat there looking at him while taking sips of coffee.

He cleared his throat and looked about the kitchen. "Aren't you eating?"

"Nah - I'm not much of a breakfast eater."

"You mean..." he began, looking over at the stove then down at his plate. "You did all of this for me?"

"Mmm hmm," she answered, smiling over at him. Her big, beautiful brown eyes were sparkling while the light freckles around her nose and cheeks reflected from the morning sunshine coming in the window and gave her an almost ethereal look.

For a moment, Kevin was lost in the sheer beauty of this woman and all he could do was stare at her. "Jesus Josie," he finally managed to say. "You didn't have to do all this."

"I know," she said quickly. "I wanted to." She took another sip of her coffee before continuing. "I didn't want you to feel like I was rushing you out the door this morning. I...didn't want things to be awkward...for either one of us."

Kevin could see she had more on her mind, so he placed his utensils down and braced himself for what he was sure was coming - an apology for what happened last night. Damn! And he had been feeling so good about things.

When he sat silently and stared at her, Josie took the bait and spoke what she had rehearsed privately in her head this morning. "I want to apologize for being so bold last night."

FUCK

, his head screamed. But he just sat there quietly and listened.

"It - um - has been a long time since I have done anything like that...and...well, I hope you're ok with everything that happened." She placed her coffee mug on the table and looked at him waiting for a response.

God, she was so young looking - so innocent and lovely in every way a person can be lovely. Dim December morning light continued to cast a pale glow on her face, highlighting all her features. He said the only that popped into his mind. "You had a lot to drink last night..."

Immediately realizing the direction he was taking, she reached out and squeezed his hand. "Oh no...that's not why I did it. Please don't think it was because I was drunk. I wanted to do it...but...I know you were definitely not expecting it."

He looked at her doubtfully, assuming she was just trying to save face. After all, they

were

coworkers and would have to see each other again on a regular basis. Stopping things here would allow them to move on - a little awkwardly, perhaps, but possible.

Josie stood up, grabbed Kevin by the hands and pulled him up, leading him into the living room. She stopped and lifted herself up on tiptoes to kiss him, then wrapped him in a warm embrace as their kissing became heated and passionate.

It had been years since Kevin had kissed anyone like this. Real kissing - not the artificial slap on the lips or the occasional kissing that comes with foreplay. This was nothing hasty and urgent as you passed from one activity to another. No - this was kissing. Or, it was the kind of kissing Kevin had always imagined to be "real" kissing - something special, something meaningful and memorable as their bodies melded into one.

There was nothing urgent or rushed about what they were doing now. Wrapping their arms around each other - pulling their bodies into a tight embrace - mouths responded in unison. It was tender - it was passionate - it was deep and profound - and neither one could get enough.

Soon, the skimpy silk bathrobe was gone as Kevin's hands caressed Josie's back - feeling her slim naked body and pulling her into him so that her perky tits pushed against his chest. Her hands explored as well. One reached around him to squeeze his ass as the other slipped down and rubbed the large bulge protruding from his pants. They both sighed out loud as their lips parted and they stared into each other's eyes.

Josie looked him in the eyes. "I'm not drunk now - not even a little intoxicated. Just so you know," she whispered before sliding down to kneel on the carpet and unzip his pants.

"Josie...," he began quietly.

Pulling his pants and underwear down in one move, Kevin's large, rigid cock sprang out in front of her. Once again she was thrilled by its size. It had to be over seven inches and she immediately began stroking it. His cock was long and slim, surrounded by course black pubes with two big balls underneath. The tip was cut, making it look like a missile ready for launch and she could feel the blood pumping into it.

Josie kissed the tip tenderly, then began licking it. Her tongue slid all over the top of his hard dick as Kevin sighed out loud above her. Spreading her legs for better support, she told hold of his instrument and slowly lowered her wet mouth over all of it.

Looking down to watch this sexy young girl suck his cock was, perhaps, the greatest sexual experience of his life, which surprised him after what they had done the previous night. He had no idea where their new relationship was going - had no idea how this was going to affect them or their coworkers in the dining hall - but he was increasingly excited to find out.

Slowly, rhythmically, Josie's head moved up and down over his well-lubricated cock. The feel of her lips and the way she played with his balls as she sucked him, felt marvelous. Sex of any kind had never been his ex-wife's forte' and she had barely ever given him a blowjob. His greatest experiences had been in college, but all of that had been years ago and paled in comparison to what was happening to him now.

"Oh...my God, Josie...I won't be able to hold out for long," he panted breathlessly.

She merely moaned while continuing about her business. Slowly stroking his cock as her tongue slipped over it, Josie loved the feel of it in her mouth. For her too, it had been some time since she had last given oral sex to a man - but that had been her own choice.

Having given birth to her daughter, Chloe, at the age of eighteen had been both a blessing and a curse. While she resented the fact that the "sperm donor" - the name she had given to the young man who impregnated her - had disappeared overnight after learning she was pregnant, Josie mostly blamed herself for being so careless.

Yet, in the end, she had been given the greatest gift of her life - a beautiful daughter to love. Chloe was the first thing in Josie's life that was totally and completely hers.

Since then, however, Josie avoided men like the plague. It also didn't help that she had never known her own father, but that did explain why she seemed more attracted to older guys. Still, her sex life had virtually disappeared and, again, that had largely been her choice. When the occasional opportunity arose, Josie insisted on outercourse only - those activities, such as oral sex - that did not involve actual intercourse. She had no desire for someone to penetrate her pussy ever again...that is, until Kevin.

Moving her hands around him, she squeezed his ass as her mouth moved up and down on him. She could feel the slight vibration his legs were making as they shook and knew it wouldn't be long.

Just then, Kevin stuttered, "I...I...I'm...cumming..."

Warm goo sprayed inside Josie's mouth in several large spurts, and she swallowed it all. His cum was thick and salty, and she liked the taste of it, which surprised her. In the past, she preferred guys to shoot their load on her tits because she loved watching a guy cum. It turned her on immensely. But...Kevin was different. She wanted to taste him...and she wanted him to experience as much pleasure as possible.

After the last of his seed was drained, Josie stood up slowly and pressed her naked body into his. Her pussy was dripping wet and she desperately wanted an orgasm of her own, but that could wait. This was more important.

When Kevin was finally able to catch his breath, he looked out at the angelic face before him and kissed her ardently on the mouth as his hands moved slowly over her bare skin.

Before Josie knew what was happening, Kevin had lifted her off her feet and was carrying her over to the loveseat where she had sat and masturbated for him the night before. He placed her down gently, then got on his knees before her as he spread her legs. Josie's pussy was nicely trimmed in the familiar triangle shape, with two large labia covering her hole.

Spreading her pussy lips with his thumbs, Kevin moved his face against her skin and began licking. Josie groaned loudly as his tongue flicked and tickled her tender area. He kissed her labia all over, taking in the natural scent of her cunt, then dove his tongue inside her as far as it would go.

Josie squealed and arched her hips as her hands reached out to slither through Kevin's hair. The feel of a man's head between her legs - the sensation of his tongue on her most sensitive parts - was wonderfully stimulating. She had forgotten how completely pleasing this was, having gotten used to masturbating on her own for so long.

She began to slowly move her pelvis up and down in cadence with the movements of his tongue. The pressure of his face on her pussy and the feel of his mouth was overwhelming. Josie could hardly breathe. Nobody had ever eater her out like this. At best, she was lucky to get mild lip service - literally - and that was it. But Kevin - sweet Jesus - it was as if his mouth was everywhere at once and her body increasingly warmed as she neared climax.

"Oh, Kevin," she gasped quietly. "Ohhhh...this feels so good..." She grabbed his hair gently, pushing his face into her shifting pelvis - grinding against him. "Ooooo - I wanna cum. Mmm...please, don't stop...keep licking me. I'm gonna cum."

Needing no prompting, Kevin continued to devour her innards. The taste of her was intoxicating. If he had been able, he would've stuck his entire face inside her snatch. As it was, his tongue was licking everything at a rapid pace - swirling around her labia and darting inside her hole - as his mouth sucked on her clit. He reached up and began squeezing her perky tits, brushing his fingers over her hard nipples.

Josie's ass stiffened and her pelvis stopped moving as her eyes flew open wide. "HO! OH MY GOD," she screamed, bending her body upwards to watch him. "OH - God...fuck yes!"

Kevin naturally took this as a good sign and continued his relentless pursuit on her pussy. As she squirmed about, he moved his hands underneath to grip her ass tightly - if only to keep her body in place as he licked up her juices.

Josie stared in amazement as his mouth continued its magic between her legs. Her fingers pulled on his hair as all her muscles tightened and she cried out loudly again. "OH - KEVIN. OH FUCK YES! OH - OH - OH - OHHHHHHH...I'm cumming. I'm cumming...oh, it feels so good! Oooooooooooooo..." The last syllable lingered in the air before dying out completely as she collapsed backwards on the loveseat.

For the next several minutes, Kevin maintained focus on her spent pussy. He licked up the creaminess of her orgasm, savoring the taste of her, and kissed all around her labia and muff until Josie had endured all she could and reached down to pull his head up.

She was breathless and stared at him with wide open eyes as a smile slowly spread across her face. "My God, Kevin," she murmured. "That...that was incredible. I've never...," she paused, unable to process all the things she was feeling. "No one has ever done that to me."

Smiling down at her, he proceeded to kiss her stomach - then her breasts, licking each hard nipple. "Good," he finally said.

After taking a shower together, where more touching and rubbing occurred, the pair ended up back at the kitchen table where Josie poured them another cup of coffee.

They were silent for a long time, lost in their own thoughts as they gazed and smiled at one another. Finally, Josie spoke up.

"I hope you realize now that what happened last night...and again this morning...had nothing to do with any alcohol." She paused while they exchanged looks. "It's like I said last night, Kevin. I trust you. That means everything to me."

Nodding his head, he answered her honestly, "I know that. I'm just glad to hear it. That means a lot to me."

"Good," she answered. Reaching over, she squeezed his hand. "It's been a very long time since I have felt that way about anyone and even longer since I've admitted it."

About an hour later, after clearing his car of over a foot of fresh snow, Kevin left Josie's apartment. It was Saturday and usually that meant work at the dining hall later but, as it was December, the boarding school had closed for their winter holiday. There would be no work until the second week of January which, he supposed, was probably best now under the circumstances.

Neither he nor Josie would have to face each other directly and, more importantly, neither would they have to face their coworkers who sometimes teased their close relationship.

Jesus

, he thought.

What would they think now?

In the blink of an eye, it was Christmas Eve - typically a very special night for most people. The silent, reflective - almost magical - quality of the evening creates a pause and a moment for people to appreciate what they have before dawn arrives and the hectic activities of Christmas morning commences.

For Kevin, however, it was just another day. After divorcing his wife of nearly 25 years, he seemed to possess even less of the Christmas Spirit. Not that he ever had much to begin with since they had never had children of their own.

Not surprisingly, he was spending the morning thinking about Josie. They had talked a few times since their encounter a couple weeks before, but they had not gotten together since then and he was not about to push the issue. It was the holidays and she had a daughter to attend to. He could wait.

Instead, he thought about how they had met and how easy their friendship developed. Kevin realized that he had a real lack of friends in his life. The few he did have had either been part of the insurance job he no longer held or part of a marriage that no longer existed. Even taking that into consideration, all of them lived in other towns - which meant Josie had slowly become the only real significant person in his life.

He also thought about the term outercourse - a term Josie introduced to him. According to her, outercourse consisted of everything sexual that wasn't intercourse. Things such as masturbation, oral sex, exhibitionism and similar foreplay activities. After the birth of her daughter, these were the only sexual endeavors she chose to participate in, and that was perfectly fine by him. His mind went wild thinking of all the things he hoped to do with Josie.

Despite having a hard-on the size of California for the young sexy woman, he was perfectly content to keep things as they were. She needed someone to trust - someone who liked her for who she was and didn't want or expect anything in return. He could be that person - wanted to be that person - and he was not about to do anything to fuck it up.

Just seeing her naked had been the thrill of a lifetime for Kevin. The image was seared into his memory. Naturally, he could have hardly anticipated that they would masturbate in front of each other - or that he would cum all over her chest. And that hadn't even been the best part, which had been when she sucked him off and he ate her pussy. The sheer thought of such things had been unimaginable a few weeks ago. It all seemed too unreal yet.