Sarah Shelton had lived more than half her life with all the needs of her husband Samuel uppermost in her mind.
Running a distant second were her music students including Phillipa's niece, Su-Ann. Phillipa was a childhood friend of Sarah's. Through a series of coincidences, the two old friends had re-acquainted, and gradually as Su-Ann began to make her way through her adolescence, her priorities changed and the lessons ceased, although the lesson times became the regular weekly opportunity for Sarah and Phillipa to catch up on each other's life and times. They shared a number of interests and when they were together, Samuel had the good sense to leave them alone. This gave Phillipa the idea that Samuel didn't like her very much.
It came as a complete shock to Samuel, when on returning from a weekend fishing trip away with friends, he found Sarah lying in bed with laboured breathing and a severe pain in her chest.
He called for an ambulance and within less than 20 minutes they were driving her back to hospital in a specially equipped ambulance to assist her breathing and administer her a pain management drip with Samuel on board holding her hand.
Sarah she told him to call Phillipa to tell her she would be unable to meet her for their usual cup of tea next morning.
Samuel stayed with her beside her bed that night after her initial emergency treatment and she appeared to rally in the morning sitting up in bed and talking quietly, but expressed over-whelming tiredness.
Sarah's health deteriorated quickly over the nest three days and Samuel stayed with her the whole time. She passed away in her sleep on the third day holding Samuel's hand. She kissed him as she drew her last breath. He continued kissing her as if trying to summon her back. Then he looked at her beautiful face and started to weep bitterly.
Some hours later, Phillipa returned from the hospital café and put her arm around him and said. 'Come on Sam. I'll drive you home'.
When Phillipa rang Samuel the day after Sarah died, he was still in shock. She and Samuel spoke about details of the funeral. She insisted she make all the arrangements for his wife's funeral.
During the next few days she came to know him in the context of his grief. Sam was appreciative of her attention and care and particularly of the sensitive awareness she showed counselling him and ensuring that her life would be remembered.
Sam began to get back to gradually return to normal, although some reminders would readily reduce him to quiet contemplation.
Phillipa was busy on the day of the funeral with last minute arrangements she asked Su-Ann to call on him and accompany him to the funeral.
As Phillipa had arranged, Su-Ann dropped her mother at the chapel and left her to arrange the distribution of cards with images of Sarah at different ages and the lyrics of some of her favourite songs as well as making sure there were tasty snacks to be had by the attendees after the service.
With two and a half hours to go before the outdoor service, there was a knock on Samuel's front door. He opened the door and Su-Ann stood on the front step wearing a short dark purple dress and a pair of yellow high-heeled shoes.
'Hi Mr Shelton,' she said. 'I'm here to accompany you to the funeral. Mum's busy with last minute calls and details to attend to for this afternoon and asked me to go with you. We have plenty of time. Would you like to make me a cup of coffee, or will we go to a café and get one?'
'Come in Su-Ann. I'll put the kettle on. You look gorgeous.'
'I thought you might need a brightener. Do you like my dress?'
'Sensational. I haven't seen you for a few years now. You must have been busy with study. Take a seat and I'll make a cup of coffee.'
He went to the kitchen and made two cups of coffee and returned to the lounge and placed them on the coffee table with a selection of cookies, and sat beside her on the couch.
They made conversation for a few minutes and then there was an awkward silence while they drank their tea leaving the cookies untouched.
Su-Ann broke the silence when she said, 'Show me your favourite picture of Mrs Shelton. I'm sure she turned a few heads in her day.'
Samuel stood up and went to the mantelpiece and held a picture of them, standing on the beach together on the 10th anniversary of their wedding. He held it out for her to look at.
She stood up and looked at it.
'We were younger then. She was the prettiest girl in school and anywhere else she ever went,' he said, proudly.
'You and Mrs Shelton are my favourite couple. Truly! Everyone else is fighting or separating or divorcing and you two are as tight as anything. I'm really sorry for your loss Mr Shelton. You two seemed to be so happy together and losing someone so quickly must be a big shock for you,' she said replacing the photograph back above the old fireplace.
Samuel looked at her silently for a few seconds as tears welled up in his eyes and he slowly began sniffing, with emotion building up in him until he began quietly crying.
She moved next to him and put her arms around him. She was almost as tall as he was. He leaned his head on hers and could smell the shampoo in her hair. She didn't crush herself against him but was just close enough that he could feel her breasts lightly touching his chest.
'I'm sorry Su-Ann. I don't mean to make this awkward or embarrassing for you.'
'You don't have to be strong all the time Mr Shelton. It's natural for you to let go sometimes. Better with me than in the supermarket check out or somewhere public.'
She looked up at him and could see how sad he was and her heart went out to him. She moved closer to him and let his leg move between hers. She held him close with their bodies touching from their shoulders right down to their knees. They both stood still like that for some time. She became aware that she could feel his penis against her abdomen.
She reached up and kissed him on the cheek, and held him prolonging the kiss for 7 or 8 seconds then she rubbed her hips against him and thought she could feel his penis getting harder. All the time she was kissing him, she slowly moved her hips from side to side, lightly rubbing his hardening prick against the lower part of her stomach. She was becoming uncontrollably aroused, and obviously he was too.
'I'm terribly sorry Su-Ann. How could I be behaving like this at such a time? I'm so embarrassed.'
'Don't be so hard on yourself Mr Shelton. Sometimes when your emotions are running so high, I'm sure our bodies act in ways that are a complete surprise.' She put her hand on his leg and moved it upwards stopping just short of the swelling at the top of his leg. 'I'm Sure Mrs Shelton would not want you to put your whole life on hold just because she's not here to share it with you.'
He burst into tears. 'What am I going to do without my beautiful Sarah?'
He buried his face in her hair as the sobbing racked his body and she held him close until he stopped.
Su-Ann quietly said, 'You will keep doing all the things you have to do, and then you will start doing the things you want to do Mr Shelton. You will never forget Mrs Shelton, but soon you will keep living your life full on like you always have,' she reassured him.
She moved her hands to his face and looked into his eyes and saw the tears running down his cheek. She could almost feel her heart breaking for him as tears filled her eyes too. They broke and looked into each other's eyes and could see each other's tears.
'I'm such a sook Mr Shelton,' She said, embarrassed for both of them.
They dried their wet faces on Samuel's pullover, and she giggled at their seeming adolescence. She moved closer and kissed him softly on his mouth and an interminable time passed. She reached for his right hand and held it for a few seconds then moved it to her left breast, never breaking the kiss.
'Why don't we lie on your bed and just give me a big cuddle. You've made me all teary and I need you to hold
me
for a minute.'
He led her to his bedroom and standing by the bed, she asked, 'Do you mind if I take off my dress Mr Shelton?'
She removed it without waiting for an answer. She was naked underneath and he was shocked that she would go out in public, not wearing any underwear, but he was also delighted by the firmness of every part of her beautiful body. She stood still in her high-heeled shoes with her hands on her hips with her breasts thrust forward and her perky round derriere thrust backward.
"Maybe you could get undressed as well,' she said loosening the buttons on his shirt.
He quickly removed his footwear, shirt and pants underwear.
She looked down and his pulsing cock.
'Goodness me,' she said, 'You're getting an erection, and you have such a big cock.'
She looked intently at it. It hung down about 6 inches. She could feel her self getting wet between her legs
They fell on the bed and embraced. They held each other for a minute in complete silence although his heart was beating so hard that he was sure she could hear it.
Maybe it was her own heart she could hear because the more his hardening penis grew, occupying more and more space between them, the higher her level of arousal increased.
She ran her hand lightly along his side and around the top of his leg and started lightly scratching his buttocks with her nails.
