Jae's Desire

Chapter Ten

MRS. CLAYTON LOSES A HOUSE GUEST

It was Thursday morning and Carly had just come downstairs to join her grandmother for the final breakfast of their shared summer. Carly was leaving for home as soon as breakfast was cleared away and her car was loaded with suitcases.

Mrs. Clayton had never liked goodbyes, but seeing Carly leave was particularly hard to take. Each summer for the past several years, she'd come from the city as soon as school was out for summer break. Carly was a high school history teacher who reveled in the time spent away from the city while sharing the house with her grandmother in Springfield.

"Well, this is my least favorite day of the year", Mrs. Clayton looks sadly at Carly. "You know how much I always hate to see you leave."

"I know, Granny. But, school starts in two weeks, and I have so much to do before then. I'll miss you so much!" Carly sighed. "But, you'll still have your friends. And Jake is here a couple of times a week. He'll be good for you. Lean on him!"

"Sit down and let's enjoy breakfast." Her grandmother reflected on Carly's last words. "Yes, Carol and Mary are always fun to spend time with. But, you know, since your grandpa passed away, I miss that special closeness."

"You need a man in your life, Granny!" Carly chuckled at the thought, although she knew her grandmother was an attractive woman whom many men would enjoy spending time with. Take your friendship with Jake to a new level!" But, as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she knew she'd made a mistake in judgment.

"Carly! Jake is probably 20 or 25 years younger than me!" Mrs. Clayton was surprised even that Carly would make such a suggestion. "Plus, he has Ann!" she went on.

"Oh, come on, Granny! Let me tell you a few reasons why that is nonsense!" Carly started to count the reasons, "You know as well as I do that Ann isn't taking care of Jake! And don't play innocent with me. I've seen you checking him out! Don't try to say you haven't! A few years is not that important, because I've also seen the way Jake looks at you! Let's be honest. Jake's a man with needs! He needs someone who will talk with him, understand him, tease him, and know when to go beyond teasing!"

Mrs. Clayton sat quietly as she absorbed the surprising words her granddaughter had just rapid-fired at her. She took a sip of coffee before responding. "I will grant you that everything you said about Jake is likely true, but I think it's absurd that he would be interested in me,"

"Granny! I'm not saying to marry him! But, you and I are a lot alike. I know you still have needs and desires. Just start by trying a little innocent teasing and see where that takes you." Carly pushed her empty plate away before encouraging her grandmother a bit further. "Unless I sorely miss my guess, you'll have Jake following you around the house in no time. But, since I've gone this far, let me say that at that point, you'd better be ready to see it through. Granny, I'm saying this for your sake as well as Jake's!"

"Carly, it's different for you. You're younger than Jake, and you're just as sexy as can be. You may think I'm an old woman who doesn't pick up on things, but I saw you with Jake. Don't you think for a minute that I don't know what went on between the two of you all summer while I was gone!" Seeing that Carly wasn't shocked, she went on. "I have no problem with that! You both needed it. You're both sexual beings. But, I'm still having trouble seeing him with me."

"Trust me, Granny! But, that's all I'll say for now. I have to get busy. The day is slipping away!"

"Tell me you didn't broach this idea to Jake?" Mrs Clayton looked horrified.

"Of course not, Granny!" Carly knew that her talk had hit the mark when she saw her grandmother's hardened nipples pushing against her silk nightgown and robe. Now, she only hoped that she wouldn't lose her nerve. She'd so like to think her grandmother could enjoy sex again.

After she had helped with the dishes and loaded her suitcases in the car, Carly and Mrs. Clayton hugged and held each other tight while shedding a few tears.

"Drive safely, Sweetheart! Call me when you get home!"

"Thank you, Granny. I love you!"

"I love you, too, Carly"

After watching Carly drive away, Mrs. Clayton walked inside to make a cup of tea and ponder all that had been said in her morning talk with Carly.

Her thoughts soon turned to Jake and the suggestion made by Carly that she should amp up their relationship. She liked Jake as a person, and since he lived a few doors down the street, she certainly didn't want to risk damaging their relationship, good as it was. But, it had been a long time since her husband had died, and she was sorely in need of being with a man sexually.

"Hello, Jake. How are you today?" the phone conversation began. "Carly just left, so I thought, if you're free on Saturday, maybe you'd be available to help with a few things around the house?"

"Sure! I'm always available for you. What time?"

"How about we start with breakfast at 8:30?"

Jake loved Mrs. Clayton's breakfasts, so he happily agreed. "That sounds great! I'll be there. See you then!"

"Bye, Jake." And with that call, the anticipation began.

Chapter Eleven

JAKE'S WORKDAY

On Saturday morning, at the invitation of Mrs. Clayton, Jake knocked on her door at 8:30 a.m., arriving as expected for breakfast.

Now that summer was at an end and Carly had just left for home two days earlier, there were several chores Mrs. Clayton needed Jake's help with. It was time to clean and close the pool for the season, the hedges needed trimming, and the yard needed to be mowed. Carly's bed needed to be moved back into the attic storage room now that she was gone.

On these occasions, she liked to make a big breakfast for him before he started on the chores. A leisurely breakfast would give them a chance to talk about little snippets of neighborhood gossip, which Mrs. Clayton always seemed to have a grasp of all the latest happenings. She liked Jake, and since she rarely had male company other than him, this was an enjoyable time for her.

Not only would she be satisfied to know he had a good breakfast, but they could also discuss what needed to be done. And now, after her conversation with Carly, she found herself observing Jake in a different light, not that she'd never admired his body previously, but now there might be more in store. Feelings were being awakened inside her that had been suppressed for too long. Carly was right, those desires still burned inside. That burning was again causing her erect nipples to poke against the thin silk of her robe.

At 75, she was still a very attractive woman who took great pride in her appearance and physical condition. She walked daily and had a membership at a local gym. Her hair and nails were always nicely done.

On this occasion, since she had been cooking breakfast, she wore a short silk robe that displayed an ample amount of cleavage. Mrs. Clayton had very nice shapely breasts that she was proud of. So, naturally, she often dressed to draw appropriate attention to them.

Jake had often admired her body. Her breasts were so full and round. As they were this morning, her rather prominent nipples pointing through her gown and robe had mesmerized him on many visits. He liked that Mrs. Clayton wore sexy things around the house. He'd often wondered how much inspiration for that was drawn from his presence.

But now, with a wonderful filling breakfast with excellent coffee finished, Jake got up to clear the dishes and help wash.

"Mrs. Clayton, that was such a great breakfast! I enjoyed it - and your company very much. Now, do you prefer to wash or dry the dishes? I'll do the other." He felt it was the least he could do to show his thanks.

"Jake, don't be silly! I'll put them in the dishwasher. And we've known each other far too long for you to be calling me Mrs. Clayton! I'm Carlene. So, that's how I'd like you to address me."

"Carlene", Jake let the name roll off his tongue. "As in Carly?"

"Yes! She was named after me. We are so much alike! Sometimes I think I live my life vicariously through her. When I was her age, I was just like her in every way. It's like looking in a mirror and seeing myself at her age. I loved having her here, but it makes me so sad when she leaves!" A few tears trickled down her cheeks and she looked a bit unsteady.

Jake hugged her and wiped a tear from her eye. "Please don't be sad, Carlene. Carly loves you so much!"

"Oh, I know, Jake," she agreed as she held onto him a bit tighter and longer than she'd expected. Her breasts tingled as they pressed against his chest. She remembered the excitement that the closeness to a man's body can bring. "Carly was right," she thought. "The desires are very much still there!"

"Well, I'd better get to work, Carlene", Jake said while extracting himself from her arms, but not before taking time to admire the firmness of the cleavage exposed above the cut of her robe.

He started at the pool, thinking he'd enjoy the fresh morning air before taking Carly's bed away. Carlene's perfume fragrance lingered with him as he worked, keeping thoughts of her freshly on his mind.

By the time he'd closed the pool for the season, trimmed the hedge, and mowed the lawn, it was mid-afternoon. When he came inside to start taking the bed apart, he saw Carlene setting a snack on the table. She was still wearing her silk robe, but it wasn't pulled as tightly as before, offering a much better look at her breasts.

"Come sit down a while, Jake," she called. "You must be getting tired and hungry. I've made a snack for you." She pulled a chair out for him, placing a hand on his shoulder as he sat.

"Your muscles feel all tight and tense. Let me work some of that out for you," Carlene offered. Standing behind his chair, she kneaded the muscles from his neck down his shoulders to his upper arms.

Jake had to admit that she was doing wonders for his shoulders that could use a rest. "She's done this before," he thought. He couldn't help but wonder just how much she and Carly really are alike. He was brought back to the present as Carlene put a little extra into the next massage, causing her body to draw nearer. Her warm breasts brushed against his back as she worked. She made no move to back away, as she continued to rub deeper and firmer. The feel of her breasts crossing his back was accentuated by the rise of her nipples, which left a very distinct trail across his back.

"Thank you, Carlene! That feels wonderful, but sit down and join me. The fruit looks so good! You've worked hard in preparing all this." Jake genuinely appreciated all that Carlene did for him. "You're probably tired, too."

"I've not slept well the past few nights, knowing Carly was leaving." Carlene thought back to the days when she and her husband would have sex in the afternoon and then curl up to enjoy a nap in each other's arms.

After they'd finished eating, Jake insisted on helping clear the table and wash the dishes. He then went to Carly's room to take apart her bed. He soon caught the scent of Carlene's perfume in the room with him. Distracted by her presence, Jake pinched his finger badly in the bedframe as it popped loose.

Carlene winched at his pain and rushed to his side, hoping he wasn't hurt badly. Before she could stop herself, she had his hand in hers and drew it to her lips to kiss the hurt away. When Jake didn't withdraw his hand but rather cupped the side of her face, Carlene smiled and instinctively drew his hand to her bosom.

Jake's free arm wrapped around Carlene drawing her close. Their eyes met and lingered for a long moment until Carlene softly kissed his neck. Her arms dropped to circle around his waist. They held each other tight, removing any thought Jake might have had about his hurt finger. Their lips met and soon their tongues were intently exploring new territory. Carlene's robe fell open, revealing a silk nightgown that accented her curves nicely.

Jake let the robe fall as his arms went inside it. Only the filmy gown was now between his arms and Carlene's warm body. Her hands were roaming across his chest and shoulders until she allowed her hands to find the bare skin of his back. She lifted the shirt over Jake's shoulders and tossed it aside. Her lips were all over his chest as Jake's hands had found the delightfully rounded butt now only partially hidden by the gown.

The gown was soon being crumbled in Jake's hands as he pulled it over Carlene's head and let it fall on Carly's bed where he recently spent time with her. Carlene deftly unbuckled Jake's belt and unzipped his jeans as their tongues were entangled in a frenzy of passionate kisses.

The intoxicating fragrance of Carlene's perfume led Jake into action. He lowered her back onto the bed and dropped to his knees before her, allowing the backs of her legs to rest across his shoulders. He let his tough find its way into the delicious folds of Carlene's flowery womanhood. There was little doubt of her need, as she welcomed him by grinding her body against his face. She began moaning and writhing as Jake continued to work magic with his tongue and lips.

"Oh, Jake! Yes! Yes! Please, don't stop!" Her convulsing had reached a peak and she soon had locked her legs tightly around Jake's head as her entire body went rigid. "OHHHHHH! So, so good!" her body began to relax, but she wasn't content to lay back and let her body unwind. She was sitting upright, bringing Jake's face to her lips. Hungrily, her tongue explored uncharted regions of Jake's mouth, being freshly aroused by licking her juices now mingling with Jake's.

Jake wanted to explore those breasts that had excited him all morning, so while cupping their sides, his lips sucked on the hardened nipples, and left little nibbling bits to arouse them further. Carlene held his head close to her bosom, not willing to let him stop.

The next thing that Jake knew, it was nearly 8:00 that evening and he was lying naked with Carlene in his arms. One of her legs was wrapped over his waist and their bodies were tightly pressed against each other. As memories of the afternoon's love-making came back to mind, he truly had to agree that as far as sex was concerned, Carlene and Carly were indeed very much alike. He was already looking forward to seeing what else was on the list of chores Carlene kept for him. Maybe she'd agree to leave Carly's bed set up for special guests like him.

Chapter Twelve

JAKE & ANN RESOLVE THEIR DIFFERENCES

Ever since a Sunday evening of soul-searching, Ann had thought she and Jake should sit down and talk seriously. Now, on Tuesday morning, while they were both at home, after finishing their separate breakfasts, she decided it was as good a time as any.

"Jake, do you have some time? We need to talk," Ann broached the subject.

With a deer-in-the-headlight look, Jake stood frozen by the words. It's never good when a woman begins a conversation with those four words. "Sure. What's up?" He tried acting as nonchalant as the situation would allow.

"Let's sit in the family room where it's more comfortable," Ann suggested.

"What the heck?" Jake thought. "Sure. Lead the way," he said aloud.

With a deep breath, Ann began, "A lot has happened between you and I over the years we've been together. Some of it has been good, but a lot of it has not been so good."

Fidgeting with his watchband and trying to restrain his urge to comment in a way he might later regret, Jake saw where this conversation was headed and mentally made a list of the charges he would bring against Ann.

She continued, "I know you've not gotten what you need from me, so you've found it elsewhere. I understand that and am OK with it. Tina was at my request because I saw that I wouldn't be home that night. I wanted you to have what you needed."

That bombshell nearly caused Jake to bite through his lip. "Holy Cow!" he thought. "What else does she know?"

As if reading his mind, she said, "I know about Carly. That's fine, too. We talked one afternoon before she left. I'm glad you found release because I know you needed it so badly. How many others there are, I don't know or care. I'm happy for you. Really, I am."

Ann paused to gather her thoughts before continuing, "All the blame belongs to me. All that ancient history about my bad experiences with sex as a girl haunted me for so many years, but here's the thing."

Another deep breath to build her courage. "It's like this," she said. " I think I've finally put it all behind me. But...."

Jake had to feel for her, as he could see how she was struggling with what she was trying to tell him. He knew it had to be something big. "Just spit it out, Ann. If you're leaving me, just tell me."

"No! That's not it. I have nothing against you. We can help each other by sharing expenses and in other ways. I think we sincerely care about each other. I'm not saying sex together is just something in our rearview mirror. I don't know. Maybe someday we'll be able to have a real relationship as it should be. But for now, I have to do it this way. Oh crap," she sighed deeply. "I've been with other guys this summer. Several. And I plan to continue."

Although she looked as if she expected him to explode into rage, Jake calmy replied, "That's not exactly a news flash. I guessed your secret weeks ago. And then Tina told me, so there was no doubt."

"Tina!" Ann flushed with anger, "Why that little bitch! Why would she do that? Never mind. She's wanted you for a long time. By telling you, she thought it would finish us off. Then she could have you for herself."

"You said there was a 'but, '" Jakes reminded her. "But what?"

"The reason I've been having sex with multiple partners is that I want it hard, a little dangerous, and with strangers. Maybe it's a self-deprecating thing. I don't know, but it excites me, and I think it's helping me deal with the old demons."

"So, where does all this leave me?" Jake asked.

"You're free to have sex with whoever you like as often as you like. I'll be doing the same. We can each still live here, but we'll just be getting our sex from others. We'll be open and talk about where we're each at through all of this." Ann stopped to judge Jake's reaction.

"What do you want me to say?" he asked. "I mean, we're already doing all this as it is. So, fine. We'll just go about life as we have been, right?"

"I know it's strange, but please, bear with me. You can have Tina all you want. I can handle her."

"Yeah. Sure, I guess. Just be aware of what you might be getting into. Let me know if you need me. I mean for rescuing, or whatever. Keep me in the loop," Jake offered as he got up and left the room, leaving Ann to wonder whether she had cleared the air - or made it worse. Only time will tell.

Chapter Thirteen

A BATTLE RAGES WITHIN

Jake walked out to the garage after having just heard what might have been the most life-changing declaration of his life.

He stood aimlessly in the driveway for several minutes as if seeking a ray of wisdom for direction.

Looking at nothing in general, he began to roam the perimeter of the driveway, seemingly measuring the dimensions. Suddenly, he stopped and slowly headed down the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets and his face focused on the repeated appearance of his toes with each step.

Like this, Jake continued down the sidewalk with no destination in mind. At a busy intersection leading toward the downtown area, he was nearly hit by a motorist when he failed to notice the changing of the traffic light from green to red. Justly aggravated, the driver blared his horn as an expression of warning, startling Jake from his reverie, perhaps saving him from further danger.

He walked the remaining blocks to a popular coffee shop, where he ordered a large "Rocket Fuel", the shop's self-proclaimed must-have wake up drink. High-test hot black coffee was just the thing he needed to clear his mind. After swiping his card and thanking the friendly clerk, Jake turned and headed for the door.