Jason was surprised when he woke up alone in the big bed the next morning and, for a second he felt disappointed. Then he smelled coffee and knew where Karen had gone. He got up, slipped on his jeans and T-shirt, and went downstairs. When he walked into the kitchen, he found her at the counter, wearing what looked like the shirt to a pair of men's pajamas. It especially delighted him that the shirt just barely covered her wonderful bottom.
When she saw him, Karen turned, wearing a delighted smile on her face. "You left all of my things here," she said.
Jason smiled and nodded. "I hoped you might get to wear them again," he said. He'd left all of her clothes in the master bedroom closet and dresser, although he did have all of her ex-husband's things taken out.
He took a couple of steps across the kitchen and she moved toward him and pulled him into a passionate embrace. Her hands clutched at him as she pressed against him. Their lips joined and they kissed hungrily.
"Last night was so unbelievable!" she gasped when the kiss ended. "Jason, darling, I do love you."
"And I love you, more than you can imagine," he replied.
Karen reached up and caressed his face gently. "I want to make you some breakfast," she said. "Would you like some? I see you've managed to stock some things in the freezer. There are some of those egg replacements and some sausage, I could make scrambled eggs and sausage."
"Sounds good to me," Jason replied.
She turned to the counter, intending to begin working on something for them to eat. But, as she leaned forward to get something, the shirt exposed one of her delightful buttocks. It was more than Jason could take. He stepped behind her and ran his hands lightly over her bottom and up under her top until they were holding her breasts. He shivered with delight when he felt her nipples boring into his palms.
"Oh, darling..." Karen groaned and shuddered. She pressed herself back against him and wriggled her bottom against his swollen penis. "I...I suppose we can eat a little later," she murmured.
Jason, holding her against him, burrowed his face under her hair and began kissing her neck, cheeks, and ears while she gurgled with delight and continued to rub her bottom against him.
Karen turned in his arms and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "We...we should go back...up...upstairs..." she murmured, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"We don't have to worry about being caught any more," Jason replied, his voice quavering with passion.
"You...you're right, I guess we...Oooo!" she moaned when his hands again slid onto her breasts. Slowly, they sank to the floor and made love. It wasn't the long, slow lovemaking they'd shared the night before, but it was intense and loving. Once more, they shared a shattering orgasm and, when it ended, Karen kissed him tenderly. "I don't ever want to lose you again," she said. "I...I love you, Jason."
"You'll never, ever lose me again," Jason replied seriously.
Later, after they finally managed to make breakfast, they got dressed and were sitting on the sofa, talking. Karen was wearing a navy cotton sweater with a deep V-back and a form-fitting white Lycra stretch twill mini-skirt that displayed her wonderful legs to Jason's avid gaze. Under it, all she wore was a thong bikini. He knew that because he'd watched her get dressed. And, much to his surprise, he found watching her get dressed was a very stimulating experience.
Karen's legs were folded under her and her head lay on his shoulder, her soft hair tickling his cheek. One of her slim hands gently toyed with his thigh. "Do you have any idea how wonderful it feels to be here with you again?" she asked. "And it's even more special because this time there's no guilt."
Jason smiled and nodded. "Based on how I feel, I think I have a pretty good idea," he replied.
Karen sighed. "There...there is so much we need to...to catch up on," she said and snuggled tighter against him. "I have a feeling you may have been understating how well you've done financially. I mean, I know what the price we asked was, how on earth could you afford to buy this place?"
"Actually, this place and my truck are all I've spent my money on that doesn't give me any income," Jason said, "I invested the rest of it in the computer stores, some income property, one business, and stocks and bonds."
Karen leaned back and looked at him. "What business did you invest in?" she asked.
Jason grinned at her. "M.D. Industries," he said. "I own a 51 percent share."
Karen's eyes widened in surprise. "You...you bought Milton's company? And you put in the new manager, the one who has done so well with it?" she asked.
Jason nodded. "I met Joe Bartlett when the conglomerate bought out Biggie Burger. Everyone said he was a sharp manager, and I guess they were right, huh?" he said.
"I guess they were," Karen said. "I'm so glad my attorney had me ask for stock in the company instead of support. I'm not sure how I'd have lived otherwise."
Jason pulled her onto his lap, into his arms, and kissed her. She returned the kiss avidly. He teased her lips with his tongue and she returned the lingual caress. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling his mouth against hers.
He began to caress her back, most of which was exposed by the deep Vee of her sweater, and he felt her skin move, wave-like as his hands glided over it. He teased the back of her neck, then combed his fingers through her soft, fragrant hair.
Their kiss finally ended and both of them pulled back, gasping for breath, and stared at each other. Jason slipped the sweater over her head while Karen feverishly opened his shirt. Then, with their upper bodies bared, they resumed their kissing and caressing. Before Jason could do much of anything, her lips went to one of his nipples and she began kissing it and sucking it erect. "Oh!" he groaned. His body twitched in response to her sudden, intensely pleasurable caress. His hands moved over her naked back, savoring the warmth, smoothness, and softness of her, then stole into her hair, pulling her to him.
Karen's lips continued moving on his chest, blazing a trail of heat to his other nipple and drew it, too, out to a stiff peak.
"Damn, you make me feel so good!" Jason whispered into her hair, his throat thick.
Karen stopped what she was doing and leaned back, gazing into his eyes. Her eyes were bright, her lips red, and her breasts, capped by those luscious hard nipples, moved in and out on her heaving chest. Jason cupped the delectable globes in his hand, his thumbs going to the hard tips, then he gently began kneading and teasing them. Karen's eyes closed, a lovely smile curved her lips, and her head lolled back.
"Ah!" she whimpered, pressing her body against his seeking hands. "Love me, Jason! Love me!" Her hand stroked his face, caressing his lips with feather-light touch.
