By Design Ch. 05
Previous chapters should be read first for context. Introverted young man works with shy, quiet, but horny older woman. He settles in as her lodger, and their relationship reaches new heights. She becomes more adventurous but has some issues with the age difference.
I am not one for repetitive multiple chapters. By Design is something that has been in my head for years, and honestly, I did not expect the favour with which you great readers bestowed upon it.
Thank you for all your comments, you are all too kind! My apologies for the delay in getting this done, but like so many of you out there, life in all its fickle ways, stepped in to distract me. All the feedback is very much appreciated, as I venture down the path of paying back all the years of enjoyment Lit authors have provided me. As suspected, this is loosely based on real life events.
All characters over 18 years of age.
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I opened my eyes, and found myself looking into her brown, smiling eyes. She closed the gap and kissed me deeply.
"Well, Ben," she asked, "how do you feel now that you have savoured all I have to offer my young lover, mouth, pussy and arse?"
I tried to clear my throat, and get the wheels turning to come up with a coherent response. I reached over and pulled her over top of me, her little breasts crushed to my chest and her pussy rubbing against my cock.
"I have to be one of the luckiest guys in the world, Maureen, someone so warm, tender and loving, not to mention one of the sexiest, open minded lovers there has to be out there."
"You are truly a sweet talker, no wonder I lost my knickers and spinster reputation to you so quickly." she teased.
"But, I have been thinking, and yes, I have some questions for you, just to settle my mind, so to speak," she said, rolling off to my side and sliding her hand down to grip my shaft, and on down to cradle my balls.
"Now that I have you by the balls, I expect the truth!" she grinned and squeezed gently.
"Always." I groaned.
"OK, no interruptions or I will do some serious damage to the twins I am holding in my delicate palm,' she grinned.
"Now that you have been here for over six months, you have done everything and more that I could expect. You have, if I may be so bold, been a wonderful lover, always gentle, always caring and making sure I am comfortable, satisfied, warm, cuddled and yes, you always clean me up after you have filled me. Here's my conundrum. I am fast approaching sixty years. I am short and my thighs may not be able to kick start a Boeing (as I once heard an obnoxious intern once refer to a co-worker's legs) but may be able to do that for a Cessna. I have a big bum, small tits, and more hair in places where no woman would want fur."
"My nipples are thick and long, sensitive, and can be an embarrassment if I wear the wrong bra, when they look like push buttons on an elevator panel. I know my clit is big and looks like a mini penis in the middle of a hairy forest, make that a manicured lawn now that Emma has slaved away to groom it."
"I took advantage of your innocence at the office, rubbing my pussy on your hand to bring myself off, never giving you a chance to do anything, until you ran into me that evening. You know now that I am constantly sexually charged, and why my libido has me on the edge of nymphomania. I love having your cock in me, when I take you in my mouth, my pussy and now my arse."
"But, I am no fashion model, not even getting half a, let alone a second, glance from the entire male population. You on the other hand, are a smart, well mannered, good looking young man with a good job; someone who has some of the ladies at work licking their lips for a chance to bed you -- I know I am an old maid, but my hearing is good enough to hear the whispers from some of those tarts."
"So, young man, why do you not want to be out there cruising the clubs and bars looking for some maiden who is more your age, looks like a film star, and is hungry to find the right man? Someone you can bed, wed and breed to your heart's content. Why me?" she finished.
I thought for a moment before licking my parched lips and responding.
"You have answered part of the question yourself, my gorgeous woman. I may be introverted and shy, but I can see, think, and understand the motives of those salivating vultures at the office. They think more of what they can get out of me, than what they can do for me in a long term relationship. They play the field and I would just be one more plaything for them, none of them have taken the time to even begin to get to know me or understand what makes me tick."
"They use their charm and good looks like bait, and yes, they cruise the bars and clubs looking for their next catch. I won't play that game. I value the mature outlook you bring, the way you think and act, for the benefit of both of us, and not selfishly looking out for yourself."
"You bring that worldly perspective into our relationship and I learn from your steady approach, your way of thinking, your life experiences. It's not that I just love your body, it's your mind and your heart that I love as well."
"Now when it comes to your body, you may think I am weird. I don't want or need a Barbie doll on my arm or in my bed. I am not attracted to big breasted beauties strutting their stuff for their male admirers. I love your champagne glass breasts with their eminently suckable pushbutton nipples," I told her as I lifted her breast to my lips and drew one of those beautiful nipples into my mouth and nibbled and sucked on her nub.
Maureen sucked in a breath and squeezed my sac, "Continue, you weird man," she grinned as she pulled back.
"I know I am weird, Maureen, because for some reason, I love your big bum, your lovely freshly fucked arse, your meaty thighs, and for sure that forest of curls above your pussy. But without a doubt, the two features which get me going are first that prickly upper lip of yours, your moustache so to speak, which gives me chills every time you kiss me, and, yes, that wonderful penis like clit that stands proud between your lips. When I suck on it, lick it, and play with it, it is the gateway to giving you those wonderful, tummy trembling, rippling orgasms. I love watching you and feeling you cum all over my tongue or my cock, knowing that I am giving you the same pleasure you give me."
"I know you are concerned about the age gap. I am not. Let's cross that bridge when we need to," I said.
Thankfully, Maureen set my balls free, and lifted her hand to caress my cheek as she kissed me.
"You are off the hook at this moment, boyo," she teased, "but we shall be talking about your future in the days to come, and making sure that you keep an open mind about your love life."
She rolled on top of me, leaning over as she straddled me.
"Suck on my teat, while I ride this lovely hard cock and make it shoot your hot cum deep inside me," she commanded, and lowered her dripping pussy onto my shaft and began to fuck me.
I gave as good as I got, biting down on her nub as she came, loudly, and gripped my cock tightly as she felt the hot seed jet deep into her pussy.
