Rain Bradley sat quietly in the small plastic chair as the sun went down on Montefiore Cemetery in rural southern Michigan. He stared resolutely at the newly-dug grave holding the body of his wife of 24 years. He had been sitting by himself for several hours, everybody else having left more than nine hours ago.
He refused to leave when the graveside service was finished despite the best efforts of his two children and six grandchildren. He told them all to go on to the luncheon at the church after the service. He just wanted to stay a while longer with his darling Janessa.
"Dad, please, let's go," his son, Morgan, told him quietly. "The church ladies have worked hard on this nice meal. It would be rude not to attend."
"Then you guys go, please. I'll be along in a bit," Rain said just as quietly. "I've got a few more things to say to her. You know, I wasn't quite done talking with her, even after 24 years... "
"Wait. What?" his son asked. "Not 24 years, Dad... 51 years. You had 27 years the first time..."
The older man smiled gently at his son.
"No, 24 years, Bud. The first time... was two other people. That one didn't end so well for either of them. This one... was everything we hoped it would be. It went by so quickly. I wasn't ready for it to end. I'm still not ready for it to end. Just give me a little more time. You guys go ahead. Leave me your car and keys."
Rain's son handed him car keys before kissing the older man on the cheek and then leaving in the limousine with the rest of the family.
The cemetery workers completed their task of filling in the grave while Rain sat by silently. The head of the small crew nodded to Rain, received a nod in exchange and then left.
"Just you and me again, babe, just like always. What should we talk about?"
Rain quickly thought back to two days ago, when he woke up to find his beloved had apparently passed quietly during the night. Although he was heartbroken, he was glad his beloved went quietly. He also had to admit that despite her death, this was not his worst day; there had been one worse... in another lifetime.
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Janessa was telling Rain about that year's crop of interns who had begun work that morning while she was gliding about the kitchen preparing dinner. Janessa was an actuary at Buchanan Life, and every summer Buchanan brought in a half-dozen talented interns to work in reinsurance through the first week of August.
"They say everybody's got a double out there, hon, and we've got yours, just 25 years younger," Janessa said. "He looks just like you did at that age. Got the longish, curly dark brown hair, mustache, probably 160 pounds dripping wet, runner's body."
"Ah, those were the days," Rain responded.
At 50, Rain had long since given up jogging but had gotten heavily into weightlifting. His lithe 160-pound frame had turned into a fairly muscular 180 pounds, and his hair was a little shorter and thinner. Janessa thought her husband's body was better now than as a younger man, and she also thought he was still handsome.
"I don't have any problem with these days, hon," she commented as her husband smiled back at her.
Janessa looked at her husband with hunger in her eyes. The two had been empty-nesters since their youngest left for college five years ago, and their sex lives, always pretty good, Janessa thought, got even better. It was not uncommon for the pair to make love four or five times each week, and sometimes spend most of a weekend day in bed. Rain took a little longer to recharge than when he was younger, and Janessa occasionally needed some help from Astroglide, but the pair certainly knew how to please each other between the sheets. In fact, there were times when Janessa had to put the brakes to her husband's playing because he was wearing her out with strong orgasms with his hands and mouth before even getting a chance to use his dick.
"You're kiiillliiinnng me, hon!" was a common refrain from Janessa during their recent sex.
It wasn't unusual for Janessa to give Rain a daily commentary on the comings and goings of the interns during the years, and this year was no different. The difference this year was her continued commentary on how much the one intern reminded Janessa of the young Rain.
"He's even shy like you used to be, babe. Remember when we first met. You didn't say a word to me for like the first three times we met. And, if I remember correctly, I was the one who first talked to you," she said.
Rain blushed. He remembered how tongue-tied he was around the short, curvaceous golden-haired, blue-eyed woman the first few times they met in the dorm.
That was in the beginning of their sophomore year at Michigan State University. Janessa had been in a different dorm as a freshman, but switched over to the dorm Rain was in the next year.
Rain eventually loosened up around Janessa enough to talk to her, and found out she was dating an upperclassman. He tried getting close enough to her to see if he might have a chance at getting a date, but after talking with her several times, he determined that he didn't have a chance to pry her away from the upperclassman, so he went in a different direction and scoped out other women for the rest of the year. For her part, Janessa was surprised when Rain gave up pursuit. That hadn't happened to her before.
Janessa dated the same student the next year and Rain dated several women during the same time frame. Janessa was baffled that the most she got from Rain was a quick hello when they ran into each other. He wasn't rude to her... he just wasn't interested, she noted.
By the time their senior year arrived, Rain was aware that the young man Janessa had dated for the previous two years had graduated. When he saw Janessa at a party at a friend's apartment right before classes were to start, he decided to see if he could strike a spark. While surprised with Rain's attention, Janessa figured that she shouldn't put off the young man this time or she might not get a second chance to date him. She was very attentive to Rain throughout the evening, and when they walked back to their dorm Rain asked her out for a date. She accepted.
The pair spent their entire senior year as a couple, and when Janessa got a job offer to remain in Lansing, Rain started interviewing locally and also got a job in the city in his field, which was chemical engineering. They moved into an apartment together and began their professional careers.
The two were married a year later. A son came along two years after that, and a daughter joined them another two years later.
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Rain never worried about Janessa going out with her co-workers for their weekly Thursday evening steam blow-off. He completely trusted his wife of 27 years with the mixed age and gender Buchanan crew. Janessa never drank more than two glasses of wine at any event.
With a little help from her hairdresser, Janessa still had her golden blonde locks, bright blue eyes and plentiful curves, even if she was 15 pounds heavier after having two kids more than 20 years ago. If anything, the extra weight added to her curvy appeal, having mostly settled in her boobs and hips.
The first time Mark Masters showed up at a Thursday night get-together with the Buchanan crew, he was seated at the other end of the table and Janessa never said two words to the young man, although she kept close track of him visually as she was transfixed at how much he resembled her husband at a younger age. The young man couldn't help but feel good that a pretty older woman took note of him.
Janessa kept the seat next to her open and waved Mark over to sit with her at the next Thursday gathering. The two spent the entire evening in deep conversation and several times Janessa had reached out and taken the younger man's hand. Mark was pleased with the contact and the attention of the older woman.
Janessa didn't realize that she was so taken with the younger man that she was more than a little animated when she got home from the bar that evening. She was quickly all over Rain minutes after she got in the door. He had no idea why his wife was so amorous, but he wasn't about to pass up any opportunity to have sex with his hot spouse.
Janessa and Mark again sat together and talked intensely during the next two Thursday get-togethers and even danced together a couple of times. Janessa noticed that several of the other longtime women employees at the gathering were taking note of her and Mark.
With that in mind, Janessa told the young man that he should meet her the next Thursday at a different bar, away from prying eyes. She noticed his eyes go wide and his face split into a big grin before he agreed. She felt a little tingle in her lower stomach when he agreed.
The two had a great night talking. She continually touched the younger man on his arms, shoulders and hands. Throughout the evening she jumped back and forth in her mind between the present time and her past with Rain. She was happy and animated, and most definitely in her element. When it came time to leave, she leaned into the young man and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. He sat transfixed for a second before smiling brightly and following the woman out the door.
Janessa practically floated home. She noted she had goosebumps on her skin. She felt exactly like she did when she was first seeing Rain all those years ago. She knew she was crossing a line, but she loved Rain... and Mark
was
Rain. Her heart was thumping. She could hear it. She could feel the tingle in her arms... and elsewhere.
Janessa knew she had to get a grip on herself before she entered the house and saw Rain... her Rain. Ohh... she
needed
her Rain. She needed him