Susie stopped by about 8:30 one morning near the end of January. I saw her pulling up in the driveway on a cold gray day. She usually didn't drop by unannounced-not that I minded if she did, it was always a bright spot in my day to see her. I opened the garage door and went out to greet her. She got out of her Tahoe and immediately hugged me, a long close hug that she didn't seem to want to let go of. I kissed the top of her head. She pulled me tighter.
Finally, I spoke. "You OK??"
"We're selling the dealerships here," said Susie without looking up.
I thought for a moment, still holding her. I wondered if this had not been in the works. Toward the end of the previous year, I had noticed their marketing presence had diminished somewhat. I chalked it up to seasonal changes, as there was an ebb and flow to their advertising, picking up at certain times, most notably the end of the model year, but also for certain holidays. Some of it was geared to the local university sports program, of which they were one of several sponsors. I had noticed that some things that had been staples had changed: an ad that ran across the bottom of the sports section of the paper had vanished, and the ubiquitous billboards with Susie's smiling face had become faded and sun bleached. Suddenly it made sense.
"All of them??" There were dealerships for Chevy, GMC, Dodge, Jeep, etc, four in total across the area.
"All of them," said Susie, finally looking up at me. She had tears in her eyes. I kissed her forehead, just above them, and wiped the tear that was rolling down her left cheek.
"Wow. What brought that on??" Before she could answer, I said, "Come on, let's go inside where it's warmer. It's too cold to do this out here."
I took Susie by the hand and led her inside, closing the garage behind us. Once in the house, I made her coffee, and we sat at the dining room table. "This was not an overnight decision," she said looking over at me. I nodded. It couldn't have been. "We got a really good offer from one of the dealerships downstate-really good. Since we've had these operations, we've added a lot of value, and the equity we have in them has grown several times over."
I smiled. "I could tell you've put a lot of effort into them. I've noticed the changes over the several years you've been here. And I've heard good things from customers, which is a good thing. As you're no doubt aware, car salesmen aren't exactly well regarded."
Susie laughed. "No, they're not. And we wanted to change that perception, at least in the places we controlled."
"It worked," I said.
Susie took a drag off her coffee. "Yes it did. Really well. By the time we were here three years, we were getting offers about a half dozen times a year from various places. None of them reflected what we thought the business was worth, and we weren't really interested in selling anyway."
"So what changed?? You seem to have a winning plan here."
Susie sighed and looked across the table at me. "For one thing, the offer we got was really good, a lot more than some of the others that have been made. It wasn't that we were not happy here. As you know, we have dealerships elsewhere in the state, mostly in the capital district, but also we picked one up in north Texas a few years ago. Those are doing OK, but really could use some attention. When we got the offer for the dealerships here, we decided we could use the cash to upgrade the others. It wasn't an easy decision in some ways. We're doing really well, and we really like it here. But the money was just too good. For what it's worth, I've been dragging my feet on the decision, but we finally just ran out of time to fish or cut bait."
"I hope you weren't holding out on this because of me," I said seriously.
Susie smiled weakly. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking of you. The thought of losing you wasn't very appealing. But I was outvoted. I proposed that I could stay to manage the dealerships here, while other members of our team went to the places that needed help. We could use the profits from these dealerships to help the others, though none of them are losing money. The money is there."
I looked at Susie, reaching across the table and taking her hand. "Don't let me affect a business decision. I don't like the idea of losing you, either, but you can't let something that should not be happening in the first place affect your livelihood. We'll find a way to make it work, even if it means we see a lot less of each other. Or perhaps we should just take the hint that the universe let us have our time, and move on, much as it hurts to say that."
Susie looked at me. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm really going to miss the time we had together." She smiled sadly. "All those photo shoots, fooling around in the car, fooling around outside, the times we got to spend the night together. I'm going to miss falling asleep next to you..." her voice trailed off.
I chuckled at the thought of us doing all those things together. "Yeah, we had a lot of fun. I'll miss all that. I'll miss the other things, too, how we could watch an old movie, or just ride around and talk, just enjoying each other. Those things made the sex all that much better. I was really falling for you."
Susie squeezed my hands tightly. "I'm afraid I did fall for you. Now I have to figure out how to move on. I knew in my head that this couldn't go on forever, and that I shouldn't even be doing this, but my heart is having a hard time with that realization." Susie looked at me. "I love you. I don't want to give you up, but I don't think I have a choice. But don't ever doubt that I love you."
I looked into Susie's blue eyes, now glistening. "I love you, too, Susie," I said softly, suddenly having a sense of deep loss. "And you'll always have a special part of me. Don't ever doubt that when you're deep in Texas, wondering if it's still true. It is. But you're right, there's no realistic way we can keep this going, at least the way it is now."
I stood up, walking around the table to where Susie sat. I took her hands, lifting her out of the chair, holding her tight as we embraced for a long time. I kissed the top of Susie's blonde head, then her forehead. She lifted her face to mine, kissing me on the lips. It was a soft kiss, yet full of passion. We held each other close as we kissed. When we broke, Susie took my hand and started for the bedroom.
I knew where this was leading, but I wanted to make sure Susie was OK for it. "Are you good with this, us making love right now?? I know you're not in the best frame of mind."
Susie opened the bedroom door, pulling me in and closing it behind me. "I'm as good with it as I'm ever going to be," she said, looking up at me, kissing me gently. "If this is my last chance to make love with you, I'm going to make the best of it." She kissed me again, holding me close, her arms wrapped around me.
As we kissed, she pulled her arms back, going to my sleeves. She unbuttoned the cuffs, then went to the buttons on my shirt. I usually leave the top two undone, as it's more comfortable. This gave Susie a head start, and she quickly had two more open, running her fingers through the hair on my chest. "Mmmm, I love your chest. I'll miss this, how soft it feels next to me." She continued unbuttoning til she had them all undone, and pushed the shirt off my shoulders onto the floor.
I stepped back, kissed Susie, then unbuttoned her flannel shirt, finding her braless as expected. "I'm going to miss this, too, knowing you're unbound under your shirt. For as many times as I've done it, I still get a thrill when I open your shirt and you're braless under it. The idea of you bouncing around all day at your office with no bra is just amazingly sexy to me."
Susie smiled and kissed me. "I think of you every time I go braless. You have no idea how horny I get when I do this at work, and I know how crazy it makes you." She kissed me again, now opening the button on my jeans. "That's why I do it." She smiled at me as she pulled the zipper down, playing her fingers through the thick hair above my cock. "I'll miss this too," she said, running her hand over the top of my stiffening shaft. She pushed my jeans down, and I stepped out of them.
I undid the button on Susie's jeans, but didn't pull the zipper down. I stepped back for a moment, taking in the sight of this 60 something blonde beauty, her blue eyes sparkling, her soft breasts with a little hang to them, nipples erect, standing in front of me in tight jeans. I took her hands in mine. "I know I've said this 1000 times, but you are so beautiful. You turn a pair of jeans into a work of art, and you have such a wonderful shape."
Susie smiled and kissed me. "Not too bad for an old lady, ya think??"
"Not so old, either," I said, kissing her and squeezing her left breast.
Susie giggled. "Thanks. You're sweet." She kissed me again. "If you like me in jeans, you'll love this." She looked me in the eye, then slowly pulled her zipper down, revealing the top of her blonde pubes. She continued til her zipper reached bottom, smiling at me the whole time. She knew how much it turned me on to watch her remove her jeans when she had nothing under them. When she'd go without, she relished watching me watch her undress. I was already hard, but seeing Susie's bush emerge from her zipper, then come fully into the open as she lowered her jeans only stiffened me more. Susie, for a Bible college girl, had a knack not only for making unremarkable attire look sexy, but for removing it as well.
