As Mike reflected on the past nine months he had trouble believing it had been true. "Maybe it was just a dream?" he thought as he lay in his bed on a rainy early June Sunday morning.
He knew of course it wasn't a dream and having Joan come into his life back last August had been nothing short of incredible. But as with most things in life, it was soon coming to an end.
Mike thought back to the first time he had seen Joan when she arrived to board at their farmhouse, how he had dismissed her in his mind as a skinny, plain Jane prude. Boy had he been wrong.
His mind played back to the first sexual encounter. She had, for all purposes seduced him, not that he had been unwilling. After all she was only about 4 years older than him, but so much more worldly.
He closed his eyes and could almost taste that first taste of pussy, and how incredible it had been. He had been awkward and unsure, but Joan had guided him and he had been so happy when he felt her spasm as his tongue played.
And then she had taken him in her mouth, skillfully ministering to his virgin flesh and then tightening her lips around him as he came. It had been one amazing evening and it had only been the beginning.
From that Saturday onward, it had become a regular thing. Joan had become his sex instructor. She taught him how to satisfy a woman with his lips and tongue. She had shown him the sensitive places and how to use his lips and tongue and fingertips to give pleasure.
And she had taught him about a woman's G spot and how to find it with his fingertips and massage it until she cried out in pleasure.
Of course Joan had always satisfied him too. Usually it was with her amazing mouth, but sometimes with her magical hands and a bit of oil. She joked that she wished she had bigger tits so that she could let him titty fuck her, and although she has beautiful firm little breasts with amazing long nipples, that just wasn't going to happen.
He remembered how she would sometimes sneak into his room while his parents slept below and slip under his covers and take him in her hot mouth.
They had done lots of things that up until Joan came into his life he had only read about in men's magazines. They had sixty-nined a few times, but both of them preferred to take turns pleasuring each other.
But soon this would all be coming to an end. Joan was moving back North as she had found a teaching position in her hometown where she could be close to family and friends. He too would be moving, having been accepted at a University in Eastern Canada and would be living with his aunt back there.
What really was on Mike's mind this morning was what he and Joan had not done. Although she was always game for oral sex, fucking had been something that she was adamant they should not do. He had tried, several times, but she had always said no.
"We're heading out!" he heard his dad yell up the stairs, "We'll be back around nine tonight."
It was only 7:30 am and Mike's parents were headed off to some lodge function in Niagara Falls. He would be home alone with Joan all day and that prospect made him smile.
His smile got even wider as his door opened just as he heard his dad's truck drive away. Joan stood there completely naked. "Good morning Mike," she said with a smile, "I'm feeling really horny this morning and am hoping you are too!"
She didn't wait for a response, quickly climbing onto the bed with him and straddling his chest, her shaven mound just inches from his face. "Haven't had your tongue in days, I hope you want pussy for breakfast."
