Woman That I Want

Here I am, 50 plus years old and single. I have been married twice. Twice is enough. I had no desire to put myself in a position where getting married is something I ever want to do again. But being a live human male, I still desire the pleasure of female companionship.

Normally, if I would see a female in a public setting that I felt an immediate attraction to, I would not have the courage to take a first step and speak to said lady. Many a times that situation has occurred, almost like ship passing in the night.

Then one day it happened. I went into a Subway food establishment and took my place in line. I was concentrating of deciding what type of meat, bread, cheese etc. that I wanted on my sandwich and didn't notice the lady standing in line in front of me. As the Subway employee asked her what type of sandwich she wanted, my attention was drawn to her. I was struck by her overall looks, 5' 6" in height, medium length black hair down to just below Her shoulders, slightly muscular athletic figure (belong to a person who works out), with smallest medium size breast, fairly to good looking face of a woman in her late thirties early fortes, and as you could tell from Her response to the attendant, a gentle personality.

I was so over whelmed with this person, that I summed the courage to speak. After she completed her sandwich order, I said to her, "That sandwich sounds really good, do you mind if ask for the same thing?" She gave me a quizzical look then responded "I can't guarantee that you will like it, but if you are feeling adventurous, go ahead."

She paid for a combo deal to eat at the sandwich shop and sat at a table near the entrance. I decided get a combo also with the intent of asking to sit with her. Walking up to her table I stated "If you allow me to set at your table, you will be able judge by my reaction as I eat your sandwich creation whether I truly enjoy it or not. She laughed and signed for me to have a seat. We talk for over an hour, the most enjoyable easy conversion I had ever had in my life. That is how I meet Phyllis.

That conversation lead to what I hope is the last time that I will be in a life situation where I need to seek out a new female companion. We have been in a committed relationship for over a year now.

During the first 3 months of our dating, we discovered many mutual interests, tennis, working out at the gym, bike riding, love of science fiction novels/movies, going to the beach, enjoying time with our families, and most importantly, a desire to do things that please the other (even though at that point we had not had sexual intercourse).

At the end of those three months, we were driving to go see a movie. Sensing that she was staring at me as I drove, I looked over to her and saw in her eyes this immense look of total love. At that instant, she stole my heart never to return it. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

Entering the theater, as is my habit, we sat high up in the last row of the theater. One of the great pleasures of sitting with her at events is holding hands which we did after I raised the arm between our seats so that our hands rested between us.

Half an hour into the movie, she gently moved our hands from between us resting them instead on her upper thigh. That pleased me to no end for that was a first for us. A little later on, she removed her hand from mine then placed her hand on top of mine. Slowly she moved move our hands from her thigh to that place between her legs. Once there she started moving my hand in a gentle up and down motion. Releasing her hand from mine, she leaned back into her seat and remained there as I continued to stroke her until the end of the move. As we were leaving the theater, she excused herself to go to the ladies room.

We joined the crowd walking back to our cars in the underground parking lot. At our car, I open the door for her and then proceed to go around get into the car myself. Before I could put the keys in the ignition, she asked me to lean back and close my eyes. After the enjoyable time we had in the movie, she could have asked of me anything and I would have done. As I sat there with my eyes closed I felt something wet being placed on my nose. It had that distinctive odor of an aroused female. In all of my life experiences, I had never smelled any ladies fragrance that was more beautiful than that.

As I opened my eyes and removed her panties from my face I looked over to her, she was sitting lying back in the car seat, which she had adjusted to a reclining position, with her dress pulled up to Her hips exposing the most beautiful neatly trim vagina that I had ever seen. "You can play with me as you drive me to your house." She had never been to my house before. I always picked her and dropped off her at her home. I started the car up and left the parking lot. It was a slow drive home (being early in the evening, we had plenty of time). I wanted extend the enjoyment of the seeing and the feeling of her exposed body. The thrill of the possibility of people seeing me playing with her (as a few did in cars passing by us on the road) was an immense exciting experience.

I drove into my garage and closed the garage door. I then went and unlock the door leading from the garage into the house. I returned to the car to open the door and help her out of the car. Once she had gotten out of the car, she stood there looking at me with that immense look of love while tantalizing removing her dress and bra putting them back onto the car seat. A lovelier sight I have never seen.

I picked her up into my arms and carried her into the house and up the stairs to my bed room. Placing her standing next to the bed, I turned back the covers and then lowered her onto the bed. Never breaking our eye contact, I removed my clothes and joined her in the bed.

Since she had given me the gift of her body, I wanted to make love to her and not just have sex. Taking her into my arms so that we were face to face I stroke her face and then placed a light kiss upon her lips. She responded with a kiss of her own, more intense than mine.

After kissing for a few minutes, I moved my attention down to her breast which were raising and falling in excitement. There for the first time I saw her beautiful long and large nipples. I took one of them into my mouth and spent some time sucking on it and then giving the other one equal time. I looked up to see the excitement in her eyes as she watched me. Returning to enjoyment of sucking on her nipples, she arched her back upward and then she came, shaking and moaning in pleasure. That pleased me to no end.

After her breathing had returned to normal, I kissed my way down from her breast to her belly button. It is a quirk of mine, but I like to cover that button with my month and then blow air on to it. She jumped up a little from the bed laughing her head off. Just the response I wanted.

From there I kissed my way down to that sweet spot between her legs which she gently opened wide for me. I took a moment to enjoy the site of that area which she, by the act of opening her legs wide, was giving to me. I kissed my way all around until I saw her nicely size clitoris emerged from its equally sized hood. I took that gift that her body had just exposed to me into my mouth and lovely suck on it. She exploded into an organism that exceeded the first one. It was strong enough that she flooded my face with that liquid which I had smelled earlier on her panties.

We were ready now; she raised and pulled back her legs opening up that beautiful pussy which was inviting my penis to enter into it. I entered slowly but firmly. After fully penetrating her, I slowly pulled back leaving on the tip still in her. I moved forward a little quicker this time. Seeing how she was raising her hips to match my movements, I increased the speed and power of my thrust. Holding back my release, I continued until she had the biggest organism of that night. Only then did I come and come until I was exhausted.

We fell asleep with me still inside of her.

The next morning, with the sun light trying to come through the shades, I awoke with the feeling of someone sucking on my penis. Am I dreaming or is that her giving me the best wake up a man could have. I look down and there she was, cleaning from me our combined cum from last night with her mouth. I continue to watch until she has finished. I pull her up to me and give her a good morning kiss.

She jumps up and starts heading out of the bed room.

I ask, "Where are you going?"

Turning to face me, she replies, "To fix breakfast."

"That is a great idea except for one small problem, there is nothing to fix for breakfast in my kitchen". "If you come back here and get back into bed and rest, I will go get something for us to eat."

She did and I dress and went and secured breakfast from the fast food place up the street.

I call her to come down and eat. I followed her every movement as she came down the stairs into the kitchen. Coming to my senses, I said that I will go up and get her one of my long sleeve flannel shirts for her to put on. As I came back into the kitchen, I handed the shirt to her. She took a long whiff of the shirt before putting it on. I assured her that it was clean. She replied, I know but I am disappointed that your scent has been washed out of the shirt.

Understanding what she meant, I promised that on her next visit I will wear that shirt prior to giving it to her.

She put the shirt down on the table. "When I am here, this is how I will be dressed unless it is cold or you have company that you do not want to see me as I am now."

I almost couldn't believe what she had just said, nude unless there is someone whom I do not want to see her in the nude. Does that imply if I want someone to see her that she would do that for me?

Sitting across the table from her as we ate, I could not resist occasionally reaching across the table to feel her breast or her nipple. She had that contented look on her face through breakfast.

After breakfast we went back upstairs where we took a joint shower. That was so enjoyable, me washing and drying her entire body for her. She offered to replicate, but I said no not today, today I want to try and give back to you, for the gift you gave me last night.

It was time for her to leave. I pick her up and carry her into the garage putting her down by the car door. She opened the door and put her clothes back on. On the drive to her house, she peacefully slept all the way there.

So that night established our set routine. After entering the garage, whether I brought her there or she drove herself, she would remove her clothes and place them in the car, put on some slippers and enter the house nude. I would have at the ready that long sleeve flannel shirt for her to put on or to be left by the door.

Part 2

We continued to see each other, growing closer every time we were together, talking over the phone or texting. We maintained our separate homes. She would visit me or I would go over to her house, staying only one day on each occasion. Living with a woman was something I just could not see myself ever doing again. She understood that and accepted the situation which made me feel even closer to her.

When I was visiting her, she would wear clothing appropriate for whatever was occurring at the time, only when she was at my house would she not wear clothes.

I had mentioned that we both played tennis. Well I did, she play at tennis. She had never taken lessons and was a purely social thing for her, a chance ever once and a while to play with her girlfriends, whereas, I played competitive tennis and for a while was a certified tennis instructor. I did not mention to her that I was a tennis instructor.

The clothes she wore while playing tennis range from sweat shirts and baggie sweat pants to the occasional mixed skirt and top.

I didn't want to become that overbearing male tennis partner who would try to force tennis instructions onto the little woman. So I would occasionally make a slight suggestion, "if you hold your racket using this grip it would be more comfortable and add control to your shot. Try it". If she did it, fine, if not I would let it go and bring it up again maybe weeks later. Much to Her credit, she would at times try what I suggested. As she used the suggestions and she saw her game improving, I was able to make more suggestions in a direct manner until she willingly tried everything I brought up.

As her game improved, due to implementing my tennis instructions, I would buy tennis apparel for her. The bigger the improvement the nicer the apparel I got for her.

Her game improved to the point that I asked her to be my partner in an early summer weekend mixed doubles tournament. The tournament was a good distance from our town in the northern part of state. She was reluctant to play with me in a tournament because she would have play in the division for my level of tennis. I finally convinced her by reminding her of what I always say about the point of playing tennis, that we would Have Fun no matter the outcome.

We left on early Friday morning for the drive up north, an eight hour drive. The idea was to have a leisurely drive so we could take our time and enjoy the scenery and if we felt like stopping somewhere, we would have time to do so. Since it was early summer and the weather nice, she dress according in a light weight button down the front green dress, sandals and a wide sun hat for when we were outside of the car.

We did stop at small town located on the ocean shore line about half there to our designation. We walked on the beach and had a good lunch. It was pure joy holding hands and walking on the beach. The beach is one of my favor places to be.

We arrived early in the evening at our hotel, checked and went up to our room. Our match was set for 8:30 am the next morning. We decided to order room service for our dinner so that we stay in and rest for that early morning match.

After eating our meal we went into the bed room to relax and watch some TV. There was nothing really good on. I looked at her and saw a big smile on her face. What I asked her. "Let watch an adult film." Pretending like I wasn't sure about it, she said, "Come on if you do, you can remove all of my clothes and you can play with my body, any part you want." So I agreed with the stipulation that she had to pick the film. A big smile crossed her face and she agreed to my condition for watching the film.

To my surprise, she picked a Bukkake film.

We sat back on the bed watching the film. I decided to unbutton the bottom button of her dress and to caress the lower part of her leg. She didn't object or anything but continued watching the film. A few minutes later, she unbuttoned the next button on the dress, taking the hint, I starting rubbing a little higher on her leg. Next, I did the next button and went higher on her leg. She followed suit and released the next button. This continued until her dress was completely undone and I was treated to the sight of her body naked except for her bra which she now removed. Unknown to me, she had made the entire trip with no panties on under that summer dress.

Stating that I needed to get comfortable, I removed my clothes. We then began playing with each other as we watched the film. The more we played and the further we got into the film, the more excited she got. At the big finality of the film where the girl was being inundated with cum all over her face and breast, my girl exploded with her own orgasm. As she was coming down from that high, I whispered to her, "Would you like that to happen to you." She responded, "Maybe."

I turned her over and slide my penis between her butt cheeks and sliding it up and down until I came shooting my cum all over in between her cheeks and up to the middle of her back. She just laid there purring to herself. I then pulled the bedding over the two us as we fell asleep with me spooning her cheeks with my cum covered penis and my right hand firmly grasping her right breast.

I awoke to the feeling of my morning woody being encased by her warm vagina as she had mounted me facing away from me. As my head cleared, I realized that I was in need of relieving myself and told that to her. Looking over her shoulder into my eyes she said "I want some of your urine inside of me, and then you can go to the bath room". Who am I to refuse such a request. It was not easy to do but I manger to fill her up and then go to the bathroom to finish up.

When I came back to the bed, I could see her holding it. She then passed me as she went to relive herself. I followed her and watch our combined urine come shooting out of her as she sat on the toilet. That was a great sight to see.

We showered together, dressed and left for our morning match.

The couple that we played was equally matched to each other in their tennis skills, just below my level of play. The strategy of mixed double play is to attack the woman player on the opposing team, unless in the rare occurrence where the woman is the better player, then you attack the male. So throughout the match, they were hitting the ball to Phyllis at every opportunity. In order for us to have a chance of winning the match, I had to cut off the balls hit to Her when every I thought I could get to them and try to hit the ball back to whichever of our opponents that I thought I could hit a winner off of. I started doing this midway in the first set after they had been repeatedly hitting the ball to her.

The first time I cut her off, she said rather strongly, you cut me off. On the next break between games, I told her "Don't you ever tell me not to cut the ball off. They are playing 2 on 1 tennis, the two of them against you. Cutting you off is the only way to make the game 2 on 2 tennis. Another thing, you have to hit your volleys hard and put them away. You are hitting soft and they are getting the ball back into play." That was the first and only time I had yelled at her. Sure we had disagreements before but not like where I was being to lose control, I had never raised my voice at her.

She was mad at me but she didn't complain when I cut her off on several other occasions. We started winning the match. On match point the ball came to her at the net for a volley, for the only time in that match, she hit it hard for a winner. I ran up to her and pick her up and gave her a big hug. She though that I was hugging her for hitting a hard winning volley. As she saw our opponents coming to the net to shake hands did she realize that her volley won the match. She starting hugging me back, refusing to let go. So I turned toward the net walking over to shake hands with our opponents with her feet dangling in the air as she continued hanging on to my neck.

Two hours later, we lost our next match but it was very competitive.

When we got back to our hotel room, I had to urgently head for the bath room. As I turned toward the bath room, she grabs my hand stopping me in my tracks. She removed all of her clothes and then led me by my penis into the bath room. She step into the shower and kneed down facing me. Pointing my penis at her face, she said "When you got mad at me during the tennis match for my questioning your cutting me off, something clicked in me, my pussy got excited and starting leaking. I am yours. Show me your control over me." Realizing what she meant and wanted, I released myself. She sprayed my piss over her face, breast, vagina and finally turning around on her asshole. I then understood that she was totally loved me, that she had just fully given herself to me in a manner signifying her total submission to me.

I fell completely in love with her. It then became my goal in life to love, care for, protect, and give this woman whenever possible whatever she wanted.