He She They

Part One: Lina returns

Pervasive thoughts.

Two bodies, two souls together. Twisted together, sweating, teasing, consuming each other in a carnal game of love and lust.

Jack had drifted back into the dream. Lina, the most beautiful woman he had ever met. Her blue-grey eyes consuming his soul, lusting his body. Making intense and all-consuming love to him. An impossible dream, he thought. But one which had come true.

He jumped as the doorbell rang. Shocked out of his reverie.

Jack rose from his easy chair.

"Not the damned Jehovah's again." He thought. He didn't care for their salvation.

He opened the door, muttering all the while.

"Hi Jack," A woman's voice whipped his senses to attention. "Told you I'd be back."

"Lina!" Jack gasped, a huge grin spreading across his face.

Lina jumped at him, almost bowling him over, her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, as she smothered him with kisses.

Jack was laughing and kissing and talking all at the same time.

"How? When?" he asked.

"Just now, I drove." Lina answered.

"Oh god I've missed you, Jack." She added.

"And I missed you too Lina." He replied. "Come in, why don't you?" he joked.

Lina laughed and looked him straight in the eyes saying, "We need to talk Jack."

"Oh-oh." Thought Jack.

"No Jack, not bad news. I have missed you so much." She said. "You've been in my head ever since that day, your birthday." She added

Jack remembered and sly smile spread across his face. "Best birthday present ever." He said. Lina grinned back at him. Another kiss, this time on the lips. Jack groaned with pleasure.

"I've dreamed of those lips." He said, "And of this beautiful body." He added sliding his hands to her hips.

Jack's face relaxed. He smiled at Lina. She was FUCKING BEAUTIFUL! his thoughts screamed at him. Her pretty face framed by her long black hair, and those piercing blue-grey eyes searching deep into his soul. Amazing breasts. She never seemed to wear a bra. Flat tummy from all the rowing she did, long athletic, smooth, tanned legs.

She looked good enough to eat, he thought. "NOW THERE'S A THOUGHT." His mind once again screamed at him internally.

"Come Lina, join me for a drink." Jack said smiling.

"Yes, let's." Answered Lina and walked to the lounge, her perfect butt sashaying under her mid-thigh houndstooth, wrapped skirt. She wore a grey round-neck blouse under a leather biker-jacket. A pair black of over-the-knee socks and chunky, buckled loafers completed the outfit. Street style and yet fashionable.

They sat together in the easy chairs, facing one another. Jack poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Lina.

"We have to come to some kind of arrangement Jack." She said. "I have been climbing the walls all month, hoping to get a chance to be with you again. Work is a bitch, and I can't seem to get away, but that doesn't stop me from thinking of the pleasure that making love to you gave me."

"I haven't stopped thinking about it either." Said Jack. "Every night I dream of you and how lucky I was to have had such a wonderful birthday gift. I could never have imagined that such a beautiful woman, less than half my age would give herself to me."

"But I do worry what the consequences will be. Your parents have supported me after the break-up. I don't want to upset them."

"I've told them." Answered Lina.

Jacks mouth dropped open. "And?"

"They were shocked at first, but I explained it. That I had planned everything." She smiled.

"And?" Jack repeated.

"They calmed down." Replied Lina. "They too had felt your pain. After the divorce" she added. "But since the party, they noticed a change. Your mood was lighter, more content." She continued. "They do still worry about the age gap."

"As do I.," said Jack.

"But darling Jack, let's not worry too much about that just now. All I want is to be with you, sleep in your bed, or you in mine and make sweet love to you. I want us to be able to share each other, merge into one another." Replied Lina. "Do you understand what I am trying to say?" she asked.

"I do." Said Jack. "There is nothing I want more than that."

"Oh goody!" said Lina, clapping her hands together in childlike bliss.

"Now, my lovely Jack. I have taken some days off, and only need to be back at work the day after tomorrow. Can I spend the time with you?" Lina asked.

"Nothing would give me more joy than to spend some real time with you Lina. To get to know you even better. The last time was amazing, but it was way too short." Jack replied.

Part Two: A melting of souls

Lina placed her wine glass on the table next to her chair and stood up. She walked over to Jack's chair and sat in his lap, draping her legs over the arm.

Jack sighed. "Finally." He thought. "Finally, I get to hold her again."

Lina laid her head on Jacks chest, listening to his heart and rubbing him gently.

Jack bent his head, and they kissed.

Their eyes locked, sparkling, searching.

She felt safe in his arms. Protected. Not like men her own age. They were brash and impatient. Jack was a real man. He'd been through the wars of love and betrayal and survived. He carried the scars with dignity and strength. That was what made Lina love him so much.

Jack couldn't believe it. Lina's eyes told him enough. She was his for the keeping.

They kissed again. Lina purred with pleasure.

Jack brushed a hair from her cheek, stroking gently with the palm of his hand. He felt his heart race with excitement.

"I can feel your heart, Jack." Lina said.

He smiled. Every time she said his name, it made him grin like a goofy teenager.

"Do I do that to you?" she asked.

"Yes, and much more." Jack replied.

"Make love to me Jack." She said looking into his eyes. "I need to feel you in me."

She stood up and offered him her hand. He took it and stood in front of her.

She wrapped her arms over his shoulder clasping her hands behind his neck and leaned in to kiss him, just as she had done on his birthday.

They stood, rocking gently, eyes still locked on each other, like a permanent kiss.

Jack took her hand and lead her to the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed staring in amazement as Lina shed her clothes slowly, deliberately folding them and placing them on the chair. Her beautiful, athletic body revealed as each piece of clothing was shed.

Jack too began to undress. He slipped off his jeans and shirt, and finally his shorts.

Lina slipped under the covers of the bed and patted the space besides. "Come to me Jack." She said. Jack slipped in beside her and wrapped his arms around her, shivering a little from excitement as he did so.

Lina kissed him, he kissed her back. Gentle kisses, sharing each other's taste.

Jack stroked her side, along her ribs, down to her hips and back again.

Lina flinched as he glided over her ribs. It was ticklish there.

She gasped as Jack paused to stroke her breast, gliding ever so softly over her nipple.

She moved her hand to Jack's hip, rubbing him gently, and back again over his chest, pausing too pinch his nipple gently, causing an immensely pleasurable shockwave to echo through his body.

"Come inside me Jack." She whispered, "I need to feel you in me." She didn't know why she whispered, but it just felt right at that moment.

Lina rolled onto her back. Jack bent over and kissed her nipples one for one. They were now aroused and stood prominent like two small raspberries.

Lina squirmed. "Oh yes, that feels so hot." She said

She reached down between them and wrapped her fingers around Jack's now fully erect cock. He was ready. As was she.

She spread her knees a little and guided the swollen glans to her opening. Jack pushed into her, feeling the warm, wet, velvety heat of her pussy. This was not a rampant, horny, quick, wham-bam fuck, like she had had with other men, but a warm, intense, smelting of two bodies into one.

Jack went slowly. Thrusting gently into Lina and taking his time to exhilarate in her beauty and the sense of love she gave him. Their eyes were locked together the whole time, neither wanting to look away from the object of their desire.

Up and up, and up again they soared, as if their souls had risen above to look down on their bodies labouring in love. They reached the edge of a chasm, only to pull back a little, so that this lovemaking could endure as long as possible.

They switched positions, Jack rolling onto his back and taking Lina with him so that she straddled him. Now Lina was in charge.

She lifted herself and slid slowly back down to impale her pussy on his ever-hard erection. She ground her pelvis on his, backwards and forwards. Again, she rose and fell, again she ground them together, each time watching Jacks face for any sign that he might reach his peak. Then she would back off, to let him come down a little.

Jack too was watching Lina. It was just too good, making love to her. He did not want it to end, ever. Each time she gasped, or her face showed a little grimace, he backed off so that they would prolong their delicious torture.

This raven-haired beauty, with her piercing blue eyes, and her deliciously kissable lips devoured his soul as he did hers. He had never felt this communion of spirits with any other woman, and wondered how it was that she had fallen into his world.

They rose and fell together, each time edging closer and closer to the edge of what must be a huge cliff. The were like surfers riding the waves, as each wave lifted them only to subside and be greeted by the next one. Waiting for that one huge wave which would rush them towards the shore and land them on the soft white sands.

Jack and Lina made love for what seemed hours. They teased each other with their sex until eventually their urgency grew. They both felt it rise and rise again. They both worked together accelerating their delicious rhythm. Lina's whole body blushed with her heat, whilst Jack felt a tightening all over. That great wave was coming and both lovers were ready to ride it all the way.

Lina came first. Her every muscle tensed, her every nerve end sparkling, her every cell on fire. It was like someone had filled her up with a million Christmas lamps and the blown the fuse. The overload was tremendous. Her whole body let go and her muscles all relaxed completely as that wave caught her, lifted her and dashed her onto the sand. Her face contorted and she screamed her orgasm out. She lost all consciousness for a second and understood what the French describe as 'Le petit mort'.

Seeing Lina come was the catalyst for Jack. He to felt her pussy clamp onto his cock, which swelled even more before, and eruption of his molten seed raced upwards and exploded like a volcano inside her. He roared a primeval roar as he came before he collapsed onto his beautiful lover, and smothering her face in kisses.

As they lay, twisted together on the bed, Lina held Jack's face in her hands, she kissed him softly, and said. "I love you Jack, truly and hopelessly, and completely. I never want to let you go."

Jack felt a tear roll over his cheek. "And I love you too Lina. I can't believe my luck in finding someone as beautiful as you."

"Don't cry Jack," Lina said. "This was meant to be."

"Tears of joy, my love." Jack replied and kissed her again. He held her close to him.

They lay there, exulting in each other, making love, talking, laughing, crying all night until the fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, they set about making plans to be together, permanently.

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Part three: Fifteen years later

Her heels echoed around the hall as she walked between the rows of chairs.

Her face was drawn and hollow as she passed first, her own parents, and then Jack's son and daughter, Robert and Eve.

She approached the casket which held her lover.

Leaning over she kissed him on the lips and whispered, "I love you, Jack."

Turning, she was met by Eve and Robert, who both hugged her close.

Their friendship had endured all these years, once everyone got used to the idea that Lina and Jack were inseparable.

Jack had worshipped her and was always at her side, no matter what. And she had worshipped him too.

But he had passed away suddenly. She had awoken beside him one morning and he was gone. He had not been sick, and he certainly did not show signs of age or weakness, just passed away in his sleep. She did see that he had a smile on his face, but her devastation was complete.

Paralysed by her grief, she had asked her parents to help with the funeral. They did so gladly, happy to be able to do something for their daughter and their dear friend Jack. Lina was eternally grateful for their wisdom and support.

She would never take another lover. He had been her one true love, and no man could ever take his place. She would cherish the purity of what they had had together till the end of her days.