"This is definitely not a one time thing," he told me. Oh how I love when he says that to me. If your reading part two of this then you know where I am heading next .He can look at me across the room with his wife sitting right there and he mouths the words, "I love you or I want you," and I am wet wanting him to touch me. Sometimes it is kisses being sent my way that I wish was being lavished all over my body. I started hanging out with him and his wife more since I moved here. I love being around the two of them. We laugh, watch movies, hang out and do all the things I haven't done in so many years. I feel alive and free like a butterfly, but I feel even more alive and pretty when I am around him alone. He tells me all the time I am pretty or beautiful which sometimes I can't believe as I haven't been told that in a long time.
I spend a lot of time there and usually end up staying over at their house. One of the nights I stayed over his wife went to bed and she gave me permission to give him a blow job. I was nervous as this was the first blow job I had given in a long time and was nervous as his dick is thicker than any I have ever had in my mouth. I popped one of my mints to help numb my throat so I could take him in my mouth. Oh the sensation of mint, my saliva, his pre-cum and his dick in my mouth was awesome. I wanted this to be a special moment and didn't want to rush it, nor did he as he told me this would be special.
We were still feeling out each others signs and signals and had much learning to do about each other. I started out kissing him, he loves having his ears and neck nibbled on. I love hearing him moan and say my name, that is such a turn on for me and you guessed it wet pussy. He ran his hands thru my hair, pulled my hair and did all things we had talked about on the phone. He knows I like having my hair pulled but don't really like having my head forced down but I told him I wanted to work thru those old demons and be the slut he wanted me to be.
I sucked on his dick lying between his legs, kneeling on the floor with him sitting or standing. I don't know how long we did this but I just wanted him to know I love him. When he finally came, I swallowed all that he gave me, which is huge for me as I had some issues with that in the past but I trusted him completely and wanted to taste his juices that he was offering to me, he was so happy and honored that I did that; for me to do that thrilled him and made him feel special and loved.