Authors note: This is the second chapter of possibly many to come which chronicles the life and adventures of the main character. All names are fictitious. This is mainly a life story with some erotica included so if you're looking for wall to wall sex this isn't for you. Hope you enjoy reading it.
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I finished dressing and sat down on the bed, thinking about what I would say to Betty when I saw her next. Finally, when I couldn't think of anything, I just decided to go out to the kitchen where I knew she would be fixing dinner and see what happened.
"Well, Liam, I hope you have warmed up," she greeted me cheerfully.
"Oh, yes, I'm fine," I replied.
"I brought down something that I save for special occasions," she said, pointing to a bottle of twelve year old Irish whiskey that was setting on the table. "That will warm you up even more," she added. Pouring us each a glass, she toasted me saying, "To a successful dock installation."
We sat at the table and talked for at least an hour waiting for the dinner to cook. Fortunately, she kept the conversation going at first. Later, I began asking her questions about her experiences in college and in business. Nothing was mentioned about our encounter in the bath, as if it had never happened.
After dinner, we walked down to the pier admire the fruits of our labors from that afternoon. Carrying a couple lawn chairs with us, we set them up on the raft and watched a most magnificent sunset followed by an equally beautiful moon rise. We heard the distant roar of a motorboat and watched its lights pass the inlet to the cove. A few moments later the boat's wake gently rocked the raft and lapped up on the shore.
As we stood up to leave, Betty clasped my hand, stood on her tip toes and kissed me on my cheek saying, "It's been a good day today."
I went up to my bedroom, changed into my pajamas, turned off the light and relaxed in the comfortable bed. I'd almost fallen asleep when I heard a knock on the door.
"Liam, may I come in?" Betty asked.
"Yes, come on in," I replied, still half asleep, trying to open my eyes.
When I opened my eyes, she was standing beside my bed, her white robe illuminated by the moon light. Her hands slowly loosened the tie. She shrugged her shoulders, letting the robe fall to the floor, revealing the almost transparent white nightgown it had covered.
Without saying a word, she lifted the covers and slipped into the bed next to me.
"I was lonely. O.K. if I sleep with you tonight?" she asked.
Confused, I answered, "Yes, of course."
She rolled on her side, put her arm around me and kissed me on my lips, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth.
Her hand took mine and placed it on her breast. I immediately started massaging it, playing with the nipple, and then went to her other breast, then down her shapely body and across her bottom. My hand came up under her nightgown, finding her bush, the over her cameltoe, pressing my fingers in her wet slit. Then my hands returned to her breasts, all in rapid succession.
"Liam, WHAT are you doing? For Pete's sake, take your time. I'm not going anywhere. We have all night," she exclaimed.
"Sorry, I'll slow down," I answered, realizing how sexually awkward and inexperienced I had acted.
One of Betty's personality traits being that she would go on and on about things, she continued, "I was ready to be treated gently and romantically. I didn't want to be GROPED."
"I'm sorry Betty. I guess I just got carried away."
"Darn, Liam, you acted like you'd never touched a woman before," she stated.
"Well...I haven't..." I started but couldn't get out all the words.
"Well, what?" she asked.
"Well, I haven't touched a woman before, that is, in her private places," I said meekly.
After a long silence, she asked, "You're a virgin?"
"Yes, I replied, adding, "I'm sorry for being rough. I don't know what came over me. I'm normally a gentle person,"
"Oh, Liam, I understand. I had no idea that you hadn't done this before," she consoled me, lightly pushing on my shoulder, motioning me to lie on my back.
She slipped her lush body on mine; gently kissing me on the lips, only the thin, satin nightgown separated her soft, smooth skin from my hard, hairy body. I gingerly touched her breasts with my hands. A sign of approval, she sighed.
"I'm going to guide you through this experience. Just do as I say. Try to hold back cumming as long as possible, but don't worry if you do so early, it's only natural," she lovingly instructed me, adding, "Relax and savor the moment."
She rolled off me and sat up, motioning me to do so also. As soon as I sat up, she gripped the bottom of my pajama top, pulling it over my head, and then my bottoms came off. I looked down through the moonlight to see my penis larger than it had ever been before.
Betty slipped her nightgown over her head and let it drop on the bed. She looked simply beautiful.
Her hands directed mine to her breasts. Her skin was so soft. I very, very gently squeezed then to feel their firmness and pinched them to feel there interior composition. Her breasts overflowed my large hands. I moved both hands around one breast to feel all of one at one time. My fingers circled the areola around her nipples, feeling their bumpiness. I pinched her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, rolling the swollen knobs.
"That's good, very good, Liam. Now do it harder," she said between moans.
"Yes, Liam, YES!" she added.
I continued that and repeated the sequence. I could tell from her reactions that I was doing O.K.
