On The Lips Ch 04

Heather spent the next few months in a perpetual state of fantasy. She had sworn off all men, but Drew just always happened to find her. Every single charity function she attended, he was there and they would dance, cuddle in private, but nothing more. He would always bring her close to orgasm, but then leave her stranded in the parking lot or hallway. She was falling for him hard and fast and she didn't even know his last name.

Finally, she decided to take matters into her own hands. She was attending a BBQ at a local park to raise money for a children's hospital. She dressed in slacks and a button up top. She saw him and immediately walked over to him.

"Answer some questions for me. Who are you and why the hell have you been seducing me?"

Drew laughed. "Well Heather. I wanted you to make the first move. You are sexy and cute and intelligent. I know you're hung up about our ages. A little birdie told me what happened to you at Winterwood."

Heather stared at Drew. She had made so many mistakes in the past, but couldn't bear to make another mistake again.

"I can't." Before Heather had a chance to move he grabbed her and pushed her against the picnic table. His hands were all over her body and she instinctively lifted herself up to sit on the edge of the table. He wrapped her legs around his hips and ran his hands up and down her sides.

"You are so gorgeous. Go on a date with me. Velvet Room. Seven o'clock on Friday."

Heather rolled her eyes. She was too old to be going to dates, but she was so drawn to him that she couldn't say no.

The next Friday, she waited outside the restaurant for Drew. He was right on time and they entered the restaurant. She noticed that people were staring at the two of them and she hated that she was almost old enough to be his mother. He was the perfect gentleman and they chatted about normal every day things. He drove her home and walked her up to her apartment.

"You are gorgeous Heather." He leaned in and tried to kiss her. He latched onto her neck and sucked hard.

"Do you want to come inside?" Drew nodded and she led him to her bedroom. They undressed each other slowly. He was going so slowly that it was driving her crazy. He nibbled down her chest and flicked his wet tongue against her breasts. She tried to reach for his cock, but he wouldn't let her. Finally, he slid inside her and she felt so good she almost cried. She came numerous times and each time he was hard again, thrusting inside her, concerned only with her pleasure.

In the morning, Heather awoke feeling a warm body next to hers. She moved a bit and every muscle in her body was sore. She remembered the night before and smiled. It was so intense, both physically and emotionally. She looked over and Drew was awake.

"Can I tell you something Drew?" Drew was lying on his side facing her, tracing circles against her bare stomach.

"Anything sweetheart."

"I was married for fifteen years. He died in a car accident. After him, I never kissed anyone on the lips. It was too personal."

"That's fine. I just want to make you feel good. You are so beautiful."

Heather blushed and he pulled her on top for another round of lovemaking.

***

Heather was slowly getting used to having Drew around. He was so sweet and romantic. Her kitchen was always filled with flowers, but there was something missing. She couldn't kiss him on the lips. She had gotten better at not being so self conscious when they went out together and she found out why he was at so many of the same charity functions. Drew's mother had made it her life's work to run three different charities. Drew had graduated from college the year before and had become, as he liked to call it, his mom's slave. His official title was personal assistant, but either way he enjoyed running the business side of her organizations.

It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon. Heather was relaxing on the couch while Drew was out doing some errands for his mother. His mother was actually quite nice, but had been a bit concerned when Drew had introduced Heather as his girlfriend. Things were going quite fast, but the sex was so amazing that it was worth it.

"Hi sweetie." Drew entered her condo with her mailbox key along with her mail. He was always doing sweet things like getting her mail and she was coming to enjoy being pampered. He handed her the mail and she gasped as she held a letter in her hand. Opening it up, she swore under her breath.

"What's wrong Heather?"

Holding a gold embossed wedding invitation in one hand she blurted out. "Jason is getting married and he invited me."

Heather walked into the church with Drew by her side. She was attending the wedding of her tennis coach and by her side was a man that she loved dearly. Of course, it wasn't that simple when she thought about it. Jason had been the tennis coach at the prestigious gated community she once lived in. They had been secret lovers for over four months and she had taught him a lot about sex. Of course the reason she was doing that was to impress his girlfriend Tiffany, whom he had proposed to only a few short months ago.

Drew and Heather sat on the groom's side of the church and she looked over at Drew. Drew was twenty years her junior and they had been dating for just a few months. She had always been drawn to younger men and he was the third man in his twenties that she had dated since her husband had died.

The wedding began and she tried not to giggle as no less then eight bridesmaids made their way down the aisle. They were wearing these bright pink dresses while holding pink roses. Actually everything was pink, the flowers, the dresses, and the shoes. The ceremony was long and boring and they wrote their own vows, which were sappy and romantic. Heather was thankful when it was over and they made their way over to the fancy hotel where the reception was being held.

After dinner, there was the bouquet toss and cake cutting. Drew teased Heather about going up to catch the bouquet, but she refused. When the dancing began, Drew asked her to dance and she said yes. She had avoided Jason all day and was shocked when he was next to her on the dance floor. He smiled at her and she smiled back. From all they had been through, the communication between them was clear. Both had moved on and she had gone from only expecting to be used for sex to being truly in love with a younger man.

Drew and Heather had gotten a hotel room for the night and both had just a little bit too much to drink. They stumbled to their room and, once inside, were all over each other. Drew kissed Heather's neck while pulling down her dress. Once her dress was around her hips, he pulled down her bra and grabbed her breasts. They were the perfect size and he sucked on one nipple then the other. The whole time he was walking her towards the bed and pushed her back against it. He watched as she wiggled out of her bra and panties. She slid her dress off of her completely and began to undo her shoes.

"Shoes stay on. They're so fucking sexy." Heather grinned and watched as Drew undressed and climbed on top of her. He thrust his cock inside her and began to fuck her. She was on her back and he was holding her feet in the air.

Drew kissed the inside of her feet as he thrust his hips harder and faster.

"Cumming." Heather cried out as she came. Drew moaned and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. He thrust back inside her. He came quickly and as he pulled out, he saw how wet his cock was.

"Kiss me." Heather had rolled onto her back and was looking up at Drew.

"On the lips?" Heather nodded. Drew grinned from ear to ear as he leaned down and for the first time kissed her on the lips.