I pulled the car off the road and drove down the track a couple of hundred yards, stopping in a small clearing. I switched off and the summer twilight fell silent except for the faint cooling sounds from the engine.
Jo, in the passenger seat, didn't say anything, but turned her head towards me. I reached out for her hand, and held it. I was aware that one way or another, my life was going to change forever in the next few minutes.
I'd first met Jo, my sister-in-law, two years ago, when she was 52 and I was 55, She'd returned from Canada, where she'd been living for the past 7 years, and I had felt an attraction to her the first day that I met her, but had tried to rationalise it as the natural pleasure of meeting a sexy, intelligent and attractive lady.She seemed as glad to meet me as I was to meet her.
For the past 18 months I'd been increasingly drawn towards her, -when we met we'd hug and kiss(on the lips- none of this 'mwah, mwah' air kissing.!) and I'd imagined that the hugs were a little closer than those normal between close relatives.-Anyway, during the past year I had started to fantasise about her.-Did she feel the same way about me? (God! Wouldn't that be wonderful...!) I didn't know, and couldn't ask, so I had to burn in solitary lust, thinking of what might be...
Let me describe Jo. Quite short and very cuddly (I thought of her as 'Rubenesque' and spent an appreciable part of most days mentally undressing her..) She spoke with a soft Lancashire accent, and had a particularly dirty laugh..She had been married, but had divorced about ten years before our meeting, and as far as I knew, she wasn't in a steady relationship.
A blonde when we first met, she had recently reverted to her natural brunette.Her lips, when we kissed in greeting or goodbye, were soft and warm and sweet and I'm getting a hard-on just thinking of her..I had constructed some detailed fantasies involving us both, - I must have taken myself in hand (so to speak..) thinking of her, hundreds of times since we met. I seem to be getting hornier as I get older..I've always had a high sex drive, unlike my wife, who shows very little interest in sex.
My Portugese Fantasy...
One of my favourite scenarios is when the three of us go on holiday for a week at aholiday apartment on the coast of Portugal. During the week, my wife drives 50 miles to Faro in our hire car to stay for two days with an old school friend. I assured her that we wouldn't feel abandoned, and that we'd find ways of passing the time..
The first night after she'd left I was in the double bed, viscerally aware of Jo., in her bed just across the lounge..I had an erection. I pushed the bedclothes down to the foot of the bed. I started wanking slowly, pinching my nipple...I was well away in fantasy-land, trying not to gasp too audibly as I worked at my cock, when I heard a faint sound from Jo's room...It sounded like quiet sobbing, or heavy breathing..I held my breath, and could just hear, over the breathing, the faint rhythmic sound of bedsprings..I quietly got up from the bed, and, preceded by my throbbing erection, padded silently across the lounge, stopping just outside Jo's room.
The door was slightly open, and the sound of her soft gasping was louder..I pushed the door fully open, and could see, in the streetlight filtering through the curtains, Jo, lying naked on her back, her right hand between her legs, moving in time with her soft panting breaths..her left hand was grasping her breast and rubbing her nipple.. I slipped into the room.
'Jo?' I whispered.
She stopped moving, and then turned her face to me..I couldn't read her expression as her face was in shadow, but she replied,
'Dom! oh Dom!...please, my love, finish me off.!'
I was at her side in two strides, and as I leaned over her, she spread her legs wide, and I leaned down to lick her wet hairs and slit..she tasted so delicious. -my tongue darted in and out, savouring her sweet juices, and she gasped,
'Come into me, darling, I want you to finish me off with your cock..'
I knelt between her legs which she raised and wrapped around my waist, pulling me down onto her hot, wet cunt. She grabbed my rigid prick and pulled it to her slit....
'Oh! God! Jo, Jo, my love' I gasped, 'Do you know how long I've waited for this?'
As I said 'this', I leaned forward and my cock split her open and slid into her wet pussy so easily.
I rammed her hard and fast, lost in the divine sensation of my cock held tight in her sweet cunt. She bucked up against my thrusts, screaming softly as she felt my swollen shaft deep inside her.
'Oh! Jesus! I'm coming, I'm coming!' she cried, and gave a final spasm as she climaxed, her cunt tightening on my prick.
I screwed her as she whimpered with release, and pulled out of her, my cock slippery with her hot cum.
'Now finish me off, ' I whispered, and she grasped my throbbing shaft and wanked me until I was on a hair trigger..
'Come over my tits, ' she said.
I knelt over her as she jerked me off, spurting my hot load over her lovely tits, and placed my cock between them, pushing them tight together so that every drop of cum was squeezed out..
We slept deeply, twined closely together on the bed...
End of Portugese Fantasy.
So, -we sat in the gathering darkness, holding hands in a companionable silence. I wondered if she could hear my heartbeat - it was deafening me! I leaned over to give her a brief brother-in-law kiss, and she didn't say anything, just turned her face to mine ('this is it'..) I thought, and the air was filled with the smell of burning bridges.
Her lips touched mine, and I felt the softness and warmth of them...two seconds, three, -longer than we'd ever kissed before..Does she feel the same?.Then it happened. I felt the smallest movement of her lips, and then (and then!) the tip of her tongue pushed gently into my mouth and between my teeth. I didn't respond for a second, -in shock! then I moved my tongue to touch hers, and our world changed forever.
Jo let out a low moan, and pressed her lips tight against mine, and her grip on my hand tightened..Then we were sucking each others' tongues hard, and the next thing I was aware of was her lifting my hand to her breast...my hand trembled as I brushed her erect nipple through her blouse, then pushed her blouse up so that her bra was revealed. She pulled her lips away from mine and whispered my name over and over again..My hands moving of their own accord, I turned towards her and lifted her brassiere, -her gorgeous smooth, full titties fell into my hands, and I lifted a breast and took the swelling nipple into my mouth, running my tongue around it and nibbling it gently..
Jo lifted her lovely breasts toward me so that I could kiss them more thoroughly, and as I did so, my hand slipped to her knee. We were both lost in our arousal, and I moved my trembling hand slowly up the inside of her thigh, under her short skirt. Slowly, slowly, until my questing fingers touched her panties...I could feel her heat and wetness and felt my cock filling my trousers to bursting. Throwing all my doubts to the winds, I slowly slid a finger up past her panties into her hot lips.
She groaned softly and raised her hips.
'Take them off, love..'she whispered, and I slid her panties down and off, then she spread her legs as far as she could, and put her hand behind my head to pull me down to her slit..I nuzzled deep into her hairs and hot cunt, and my tongue played with her swollen clit..