Shirley and I lay there in the dusty scratchy hay for several minutes while I regained my strength. She quietly smoked with one hand while the other fondled my wet flaccid penis. Finally, she leaned over to me and kissed me. Her lips brushed mine at first and then we shared a soft gentle kiss that lasted for several minutes. Her tongue and mine explored each others mouth and when she finally broke away; my cock was at half mast already. Shirley looked down and smiled as she shook her head. "I had forgotten how quickly a young man can recover. Let's go to the house and get cleaned up before we take this any further."
Taking me by the hand, she and I walked to the door of the barn. Pausing, she looked at the dirty wet halter top in her hands and said, "Maybe you should give me your t-shirt, just in case someone comes up the drive." I quickly gave it to her and slipping it on we walked hand in hand to the house.
She stopped in the kitchen to fill two large glasses with water. We stood there looking into each other's eyes as we emptied them. Her breasts showed clearly under my dirty wet t-shirt and in the cooler kitchen her nipples became bumpy mountains pushing against the cloth. She said, "I know this is wrong, and probably the biggest mistake of my life."
We kept looking at each other and I leaned in and kissed her. It was another of those long soft deep kisses that seem to last forever. Her lips and tongue were cold from the water and my hands slowly slid up under the t-shirt to gently hold her warm breasts. I gently rolled her nipples between my thumb and finger and felt my cock grow rock hard again. She broke the kiss and said, "If we are going to keep doing this, let's get cleaned up and do it right."
Taking me by the hand again, she led me up a flight of stairs and through a large bedroom with a huge four poster bed. We passed the bed and entered a bathroom. It was much larger than modern bathrooms and in the old farmhouse was probably used for something else before indoor plumbing was introduced. Shirley stood facing me and began to remove her clothing. First my dirty and wet t-shirt came over her head and was discarded in the floor. Next she slid her shorts down and kicked them away. Standing there in her old fashioned cotton panties, she looked like a Greek goddess to me and I told her so. She laughed and told me to strip. Turning away, she stepped to the basin and began to brush her teeth. As I took off my tennis shoes and then dropped my jeans and underwear she gave her teeth a thorough brushing. I pressed in behind her, pressing my hard cock into the cleft between her buttocks as she rinsed her mouth with green mouthwash and spit into the sink.
Turning she kissed me again, and again I was dizzy with the soft warm deep kiss that made every cell in my body feel warm. This kiss had to have lasted several minutes and my cock found itself nestled against her abundant pubic hair. My hands lightly stroked her back and shoulders and I found myself lightly rubbing the back of her neck with the fingertips of my left hand. Her tongue lightly massaged my lips and even though I wanted to savagely enter her body, I was as unwilling to break the wonderful kiss as she was. Finally, she stepped back and looked into my eyes and said, "I thought you might like to try that again, without my nasty bad breath. Let's take a shower."
Once again taking the lead, Shirley stepped into the old fashioned bathtub with me behind her and pulled the plastic shower curtain closed. She then turned on the water and after it had warmed she turned on the shower head. The warm water felt wonderful and we began to wash each other's bodies. Washing this beautiful woman's body was a new and wonderful experience. I soaped my hands and began by gently washing her face, keeping the soap from her eyes carefully. I then worked my way down her body, soaping her back and then taking much more time her chest. I re-soaped my hands and then began washing her lower body by reaching around and taking my time with the surprisingly hard globes of her ass and then carefully soaping her pubic hair and between her legs. She would not let me linger there too long and I finished by kneeling as I washed her legs and feet. The feel of the soft hairs that covered her legs was amazing, and I was surprised that they turned me on even more. I found myself kneeling before her with her hands on my shoulders. My face was inches from the thick pubic hair that was a medium brown and had a narrow trail that extended all the way to her navel. There, the hair was soft and golden around her very tan navel. I had heard of oral sex but had never done it and on impulse I leaned in and buried my face in her thick hair kissing her vaginal lips. I expected to be pushed away but she held my head tightly as I probed with my lips and tongue finding her wet and smelling wonderfully musky. I ran my tongue up her wet slit sending it as deep as I could and she shuddered. At the top of my stroked I felt a hard nub and ran my tongue around it and flicked it. I knew nothing about the clitoris at that moment in life, but over the next several hours would get a complete education from this amazing 38 year old woman. I kept running my tongue up and down her pussy lips and in and out deeply and each time I reached the top she would shudder more. Finally, Shirley grabbed my head with both hands and held my tightly as I licked her hard clit. I kept flicking it with my tongue and she began whimpering and crying and shaking all over. Finally she sagged and my hands on her rear eased her down into the tub. I came up to her lips and kissed her and she did not hesitate to taste the musky liquids that she had left in my mouth. She was still breathing hard and we continued to kiss until, she, being ever the practical farm lady, said, "We need to finish before the hot water is gone."