Jamie went to get in his car and I went into the house. I showered and dried myself paying particular attention to my private parts. I put a bit of perfume between my breasts and on the hair on my mons. I wanted to be sweet smelling for my young lover. I chose a frilly bra that I had purchased several years before and I guess I had put on a couple of pounds, well maybe five. My breasts tended to flow over the top of the cups; I looked in the mirror, smiled and thought, maybe he will like this. I put on matching tap pants, popular at that time, a sexy female version of boxer shorts that were loose in the leg. I then chose a filmy negligee that while not exactly covering everything revealed sufficient I thought to be provocative. Then I waited for my young lover to arrive.
After finishing my preparation I waited; five minutes passed then ten and I began to wonder if Jamie had got cold feet. A minute seemed like an hour. Now that I was committed, I longed to be with this young man; to once again share those moments of intimacy that only can occur between two lovers. Then there was a quiet knock at the back door and it opened and in he walked. In his hand were three yellow roses and some fern. I almost cried. "How thoughtful of you; you need not have done this."
He said that yes he did; he could not come to me without some sign of affection that was not simply physical. I said that I needed to put them in some water and walked to the kitchen. While filling a vase with water Jamie came up behind me and nuzzled my neck reaching around me and taking my breasts in his hands. I pushed back against him I think feeling his erection against my derriere. We stood like this for what in reality was seconds but seemed like minutes before I went back to taking care of the flowers.
When I was finished with the flowers, I turned to Jamie and said, "This is the last chance. Once the genie is out of the bottle, you cannot put her back. Are you sure you want to make love to me?" He responded without hesitation, 'yes'. I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom. We stood face to face and I took his face in my hands and pulled his lips to mine. His arms went around me and our lips met, tentatively at first and then our mouths opened and our tongues explored the others mouth. We stood like this for what seemed like minutes but was likely only about a minute and a half.
He stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor. Next his pants came off and lay in a puddle beside the shirt. Off came the sox and then he was only wearing his jockey briefs. His erection was very obvious protruding up and out straining for release from its prison. His hands started to explore my body, running up and down my spine and then gripping my derriere. He pulled me to him and I could feel his erection against my tummy. We continued to kiss and then he moved his attention to my ears and then my neck as his lips found their way slowly down my upper body. His lips moved from my neck to my upper chest, while his hands came up to caress my breasts. He opened the top buttons of my negligee and his lips moved down to the top of my breasts that swelled over the top of my bra.
After a few kisses he plunged his face into my ample cleavage remaining there as he inhaled my feminine smells. Jamie undid the rest of the fastenings on my negligee and pushed it off my shoulders letting it fall to the ground. His hand pushed up on my breasts I think hoping that they would suddenly pop free from their entrapment but no such luck. I reached behind and released the clasp and Jamie feeling the release let go allowing my bra to slip down and then he slowly eased the straps off my shoulders exposing my full breasts. He gasped then leaned forward raising first my left breast to his lips taking the nipple in his mouth and teasing it first gently with his tongue, swirling it around the hardened nub that only seemed to grow longer and harder with such ministrations. He then sucked on it trying to take as much of my tit into his mouth as he could and finally gave each nipple a gentle bite that drove me to distraction.
He backed up, pulling me with him until he sat on the edge of the bed. His head was then in the middle of my stomach. His hands came down and encircled my hips; with one hand holding me tight to his face the other went down and sought out the loose leg opening on my tap pants. It went up my leg and found my ass cheek squeezing it firmly and staying there for a few seconds. Then he moved his hand around caressing the curve of my belly and proceeded to move ever so slowly down the front just brushing lightly over my pubic hair. Yes, in those days few if any women I knew would shave their pubic area. His hand slipped between my legs and traveled downward discovering the feel of the soft skin that lay there. He then changed hands and using the other massaged the other inner leg and moved up until it came to the delta where the two legs meet. I felt his index finger move to my slit and spread my labia trying to find the core of my sexuality. As I was very wet with all of his ministrations, lubrication was not an issue and I guess I spread my legs to help him find access. He found my clitoris without too much assistance and took in between his thumb and index finger gently massaging it at first and then as it grew being more insistent. I gasped with pleasure and sure moaned as he rubbed this bud of pleasure.
He pulled my pants down and pressed his face into my crotch inhaling the female odor that I am sure came from there. I was glad in most ways that I had applied some perfume to my pubic hair. I said "do you like that smell?"
He responded in a husky voice, "Oh Yes! You just wait and see. He stood up and I pulled his underwear down letting his erection spring free. It wasn't monstrous, remember I am a nurse and have seen a lot of penises, nor was it small. But it was hard and it was reasonably fat and from the liquid I could see and feel emanating from the tip was ready for business. He reached behind me with one arm around my hips and the other around my back and lifted me, turning to gently deposit me on the bed, I had previously had the foresight to pull the covers back. He knelt next to me, first kissing my lips once more before working south over my breasts, ministering to each in turn before moving on over my stomach and belly until my pubis became the center of his attention. Leaning forward he spread my legs and then using the fingers of his right hand spread my labia and blew gently into the space created. With its wetness, the coolness caused by his breath was shocking.