The rest of the evening went very well. Everyone hit it off and by evening's end the parents agreed that they should get together again. No one suspected anything had occurred between Beth and John. When they returned to the table, they simply said that they went outside to talk. Why would anyone feel different, they just met.
For the next 2 months, it became fairly obvious that Matt and Sophie were very serious about each other. When they told their parents that they were thinking about getting engaged, no one was surprised. Everyone was happy for them, especially John and Beth.
For the past 2 months, Beth and John had emailed each other on a regular schedule. They knew that their affair had moved to a different level. The good news was that when they finally met, it was everything they believed it would be. There was no disappointment. The bad news was that because they met, it had created a need in each of them that they knew had to be satisfied. They began to make plans.
John and his wife, Nancy, decided to say yes to Beth's invitation to visit their home in Illinois. Matt and Sophie would be there and it would be a great opportunity to get to know each other better. With so many people there Beth and John were just happy they could be together.
Beth's and her husband's, Branndon, home was large and spacious. There was lots of room for all and John and his wife had a guest room for themselves. Beth wouldn't let Matt sleep in Sophie's room. Sophie tried to explain to her mom that she was old enough but Beth stood her ground. She knew what was going on but not in her house.
After a few days, Sophie decided she needed to spend the day with John's wife. She said she needed to bond with her without her mother so bright and early they left together. At the same time, Beth's husband decided to take Matt and go follow a lead for new job for Matt. Matt thought he might move if the job was right.
Beth and John now found themselves alone. They knew that this was the moment they waited for but neither of them had the nerve to make the first move. Finally John decided to do something. He reached out and took her hand. It seemed to break the ice. They kissed. Without saying a word, Beth took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
They stood together. John put his hand on her shoulder and then to the curve of her neck and finally her face. He kissed her again, just a light peck at the corner of her mouth, but she felt the love behind it.
"I feel like I loved you forever, Beth," he said softly.
"I do love you, John," she whispered. "Make love to me. I waited a long time for this moment."
He laid her down on the bed. Then he eased her shirt up her body until it gathered around her neck. Slowly he moved her arms above her then worked the shirt over her head. He tossed it aside and lowered his head to her belly.
Warm lips pressed to her ribs. He feathered kisses over her skin, starting at the edge of her bra working down to her navel.
His damp tongue brushed over the hollow, swirled around the center and then his teeth grazed her skin. He fumbled with the snap of her jeans, finally popping it. The zipper scratched downward and his fingers tucked into the waistband.
She arched upward to allow him to pull the jeans over her hips. They slid down her legs, bunching at her ankles. She kicked as he pulled, and seconds later she was free.
She lay there in the middle of the bed in her bra and panties. She was wearing her plain cotton panties and white bra. She hadn't planned it to be this way. He didn't seem to mind her taste in lingerie.
John leaned down again and gathered her in his arms. He pressed a kiss in the valley of her breasts. His fingers found the clasp of her bra and he worked it free.
His hands moved over her shoulders, dragging the straps with his fingers as he lowered them down. His eyes glittered with desire as the cups of her bra came away from her breasts.
Her nipples puckered and tightened painfully, and he hadn't touched them yet. He threw her bra across the room. A whispered sigh escaped his lips as he bent his mouth to her breast. He lapped his tongue over the nipple, dragging it slowly over the tip.
Beth closed her eyes and whimpered as flashes of pleasure centered in her core, tightened her pussy and sent a raw aching need through her.
"Please," she whispered. "I need you so much, John."
He raised his head, and their eyes connected. He moved up to claim her mouth again. His fingers found her breasts, plumping the soft flesh against his palms then fingering the nipples.
"You are so beautiful, Beth. You take my breath away every time I look at you."
