Passion in James County XII
The Widow
By D.C. Roi
Chapter fourteen
Joanne was having the most realistic, and erotic, dream she ever had in her life. A hand was gently, insistently, caressing her breasts through her nightgown. First it teased one nipple, then it slid over and gently began to caress the other. Then the hand slid softly over her breasts, stroking them. It felt so wonderful! Powerful waves of pleasure crashed over her. She couldn't believe how real if felt!
The dream hand kept going and grew bolder. It slid into the bodice of her nightgown and cupped itself around one of her breasts so her nipple was pressed into the cupped palm. God, it felt real! "Mmmmm!" she moaned. She jumped when she realized she wasn't asleep at all. She opened her eyes, frightened, then as her eyes began to focus, she relaxed. It wasn't a dream, it was better than a dream! Larry was there, making love to her!
"Larry, how...Ohhhhhh!!!...how did you get in here?" she murmured while the young man's roving hand continued to move over her, stirring her deeply.
"Fran gave me a key years ago, so I could check the place when she's away," Larry told her. "You don't mind that I let myself in, do you?"
Before Joanne could respond, he lowered his face to hers and their lips met, their tongues entwining in torrid fusion. Joanne's arms slid around his neck, and she pulled him against her.
They finally broke the kiss, their chests heaving. Larry stretched out on the bed next to her and she snuggled against him. "In answer to your question, no, I don't mind that you let yourself in," she murmured.
"I came over as soon as I got off duty," he said.
"And then you sneaked in and began to sexually assault me," Joanne said. She loved the way it felt to have his arms around her and his body pressed against hers.
"You don't really mind, do you," Larry asked. He grinned, kissed her again and his hands resumed their exploration of her body, warming her, thrilling her.
"Oh, lover!" she moaned, "Of course I don't mind. I need you so badly! I couldn't fall asleep last night because I was thinking about you."
"I'm glad," Larry replied. "I've had a hard-on ever since I left the fire station this morning."
Joanne pulled his face to hers and they kissed again. His hands continued to rouse her, to fire her need for him. He pulled her nightgown up and, with her help, managed to get it off.
"Let me undress you!" Joanne said. Her hands went to the buttons of his shirt. Soon he was naked, too, and his warm, nude body was pressed against hers. His erection was pushing between her trembling thighs.
"I want you, Larry!" she told him, "Now! I can't wait! Please, darling! Take me!" She desperately needed the overwhelming thrills she knew he would give her!
Exhilarated by the urgency in Joanne's voice, Larry rolled on top of her. His legs slid between hers and his erection rubbed against her vaginal lips.
The sensations Joanne felt when Larry rolled onto her were sweet, so exquisitely sweet, they brought tears to Joanne's eyes.
Larry saw the tears in Joanne's eyes and was concerned. "Why are you crying?" he asked, "Am...am I hurting you?"
"Oh, no, darling!" Joanne replied quickly. "It's...it's just that it feels so good to have you here! I need you so much and I miss you so much when you're not here!" She pressed against him.
He moved his hips and his shaft slid easily deep into her wanting, willing body.
"Yesssss!!! Oh, Larry, yesssss!!!!" Joanne moaned as his stave stretched and filled her.
Larry began moving deliberately. Joanne could feel every inch of his wand as it plunged deep into her, then withdrew. She raised her legs and locked them behind his, pulling him tightly against her. Her hips rotated, causing his fullness to lash around inside her and caress the sensitive walls of her vagina. Her clit rubbed deliciously against his pubic bone. "Larry! Larry! Oh, Larry!" she cried, "Oh, darling! You feel so good in me! Oh, God, I love this!"
They approached climax, their locked bodies writhing and straining, their lips connected, tongues sliding snake-like against one another, the fires of passion burning fiercely.
"Take me!! Oh, God, Larry, take me!!!!!" Joanne cried, "Please, Larry!!!!! I need you!!!" Her orgasm began, then she felt his torrid juices gushing into her. "Yessss!!! Oh, darling!!! Oh, darling!!! Yessss!!!" she moaned. "Yessss!!! I need you!!! I need you so much!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Take meeeeeeeee!!!! Take meeeeeeee!!!! I love you!!! Oh, Larry, I love you!!!"
They lay in each other's arms afterward and Larry looked at the woman he was holding fondly. "Did...did you mean what you said just now?" he asked. "When...when you said...you said you loved me."
Joanne realized that, in fact, she did mean it when she said she loved him. And, at the same time, she realized that was what made their lovemaking so special. They cared for each other. Love did make a difference. She nodded. "Yes, Larry, I did mean it. I know it probably sounds crazy..." she told him, "...the idea of my being in love with you. I mean, you are young enough to be my son and we've only known each other a few days..." She realized Larry was about to protest and continued. "...but you're wonderful, and I do love you! I'm in love with you."
"I'm in love with you, too, Joanne," Larry said. He kissed her. "And I don't think the our ages make a damn bit of difference."
After lying in bed a little longer, they got up and went to the kitchen. Joanne made coffee and breakfast while Larry helped her. When things were ready, they sat down at the kitchen table.
Larry looked at Joanne and smiled.
"Why are you smiling like that?" Joanne asked.
"I'm smiling because I'm happier than I've ever been in my life," he replied. "Maybe even happier than I ever thought I'd be."
"I...I know how you feel," Joanne said. "I...I wasn't sure I'd ever feel like this again after Ernie died."
They ate breakfast without saying much. When they were finished, Larry stood up, pulled Joanne to her feet, moved behind her and hefted her breasts, kissing her neck at the same time.