Thursday morning was a dismal morning with a cold drizzle and gusty wind that made the chill go right through to your bones. The skies were heavy with clouds and the temperatures were hovering at below normal levels. It was a raw day outside for sure but I'd been up several hours and had the cabin bright, warm and cozy. I don't get many visitors out here and the one I was expecting this morning had me a bit nervous with anticipation.
A few minutes past 9 I happened to notice headlights through the forest that stood between the county road and my cabin. The drive snakes through the trees, over and around hills so that the distance from the road to the cabin seems much longer than the quarter mile as the crow flies. The minivan was just entering the yard in front of the cabin as I swung open the large, heavy hand hewn timber front door and stepped out onto the wide, covered front porch. The rain had slowed to a heavy mist and a fog was settling in, making for a landscape that is among my favorites.
As Deborah stepped from the minivan my eyes were initially drawn to her fitted sweater which accentuated her ample bosoms, then moved down to the tight jeans that very nicely displayed her very nicely shaped ass and legs. The weight that Deborah had lost this past year had always prevented her from wearing form-fitting clothing, but this outfit was displaying her curvy figure very nicely.
"Good morning, Deborah. You need a hand with anything?" She wasn't carrying anything but a small cooler but I felt obliged to offer anyway. She stopped momentarily just to look up at me with a smile and reply.
"Oh, I've got something I could use a hand with, alright." She chuckled in a naughty way and started up the steps to the porch.
I'd thrown a few more logs on the fire in the fireplace when I saw her headlights approaching and the fire was blazing and cracking freely. Deborah set the cooler down on the bar and asked if I had any coffee while she backed up to the fire to warm herself.
With fresh coffee and warm blueberry muffins we sat on the long leather sofa I had facing the fireplace and chatted about what was happening in our lives. After we'd been sitting talking and laughing for the better part of an hour Deborah delved into the topic that was looming.
"I'm sure you remember what I said the last time I was out here?"
"I do."
"Well," There was a long pause and I could tell she was struggling for what words to say, what words not to say, how to act from this point, and was a bit embarrassed. "I've been thinking that maybe we could give it another try, that is if you are willing."
"Deborah, you're a remarkable woman in many ways and our last time together was monumental for me too. I want you to be happy and comfortable with whatever we do or don't do. OK?" She sat there quiet for long moments and I could tell the thoughts, desires and emotions were coursing and fighting their way around in her head. Her eyes had started to glisten and a single tear rolled down her cheek as she bit her lip and looked back up at me.
"Please take me to bed, Harley."
I wanted to jump up and drag her into the bedroom and for all I know that's what she wanted too, but it didn't feel right. I sat quietly for second, looking her in the eyes, then leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. I held my hand out for her to take and as she did I rose from the sofa and helped her up. We stood there in front of the fireplace, face to face, and I put my arms around her waist and drew her to my body. As her chest touched against mine her arms found their way through my arms and around my back. We stood there for just a moment before I pulled away and began to lead her towards the bedroom.
As we reached the side of the bed Deborah began to pull her sweater up to remove it over her head. I stopped her, pushed her hands aside, and began taking her sweater off myself. After laying it on the dresser I turned back to her, walked up to her close enough to kiss, but instead reached my arms around and unclasped her bra. Holding the straps to keep it from falling free I leaned down and kissed her lightly on her soft lips. Her breathing was light and fast, her chest rising with each breath as I lowered the bra from her breasts and slipped it from her arms. Setting the bra aside I turned back to her and as I did her hands found the buttons of my shirt and began unbuttoning it, then tugging the shirt tails from the waist of my jeans. I took it from my arms and tossed it to a chair beside the bed as she was unbuckling my belt. I let her unfasten my jeans and shove them down to my knees. I sat on the bed and pulled my boots off then stepped from the jeans and laid them on the chair. As she reached for the waistband of my briefs I pushed her hands aside and started unfastening the waist of her jeans, then pushed them down to her thighs. I stood back up and embraced Deborah in a long, impassioned kiss before urging her to sit on the side of the bed.
She sat upright as I pulled first her boots and then her jeans from her legs and tossed them atop my own jeans. I stood and took in the pure woman that sat before me, her breasts large but firm with large, dark areolas surrounding hard nipples that stood proud and available. I honestly could not remember ever seeing a more sexy or desirable woman, and my own body was showing the arousal that was tingling throughout my senses. I leaned over to kiss her lightly on the forehead and gently pressed her shoulders back, urging her to lie back on the bed. As her body reclined back I knelt beside the bed and took the waist of her panties and began sliding them down. She lifted her hips slightly to allow their removal, then lifted her knees so I could slide them off entirely. I put my arms beside her legs, holding them together as I kissed up her thighs and across her lower belly. The scent of her passions filled my nostrils and made my own arousal even greater. As I kissed around her hips and thighs Deborah's body was reacting on it's own, moving to great my affections, squirming from side to side, hips pushing up to catch my lips, soft moans murmuring as her head was angled back and her hands rubbing her ribs and sliding up across her breasts.
As I moved back down to kiss the inside of her knees I nudged her legs apart slightly, and she obliged by spreading them wide enough to allow a full view of her magnificent mound and pussy. I love pubic hair on a woman and Deborah had trimmed her ample bush perfectly, and I could see dampness already covering the lower regions. I kissed up the insides of her thighs and as I got near her hips her hands grasped my head and guided me directly to her swollen clit.
The hardened nub was warm as I wrapped my lips around her clit and began to gently suck and pull. Her hands had left my head and her legs were spread wide for my full access. As I encircled her clit with my tongue and pulled at it with my lips her hips were raising to meet my advances, pushing hard against my face. Her breathing was growing more eratic, a flush came across her face, neck and chest and her thrusting against my tongue and lips was becoming stronger and faster, and I knew she was approaching a climax, the first of several I hoped.
