She shook, as her body trembled releasing the discharge of cumming. Perspiration shone on her face and lovely body with a brilliant smile covered her lovely face. Making motion with her hand curling a finger, silently asking me to join her I moved up to her face, she opened her eyes and softly said; "Now I take care of you."
As I snuggled close to her placing an arm across her body, my mind raced, as emotionally I caught up with the physical reality of what had just happed. Having just rushed into a wonderful physical act I was now faced with the reality of having a physical body that has failed to respond to a variety of stimuli for a lengthy period of time. Adell's last words rang in my brain, "Now I take care of you.", "Now I take care of you.". . .
My assumption was that there would be a discussion prior to our having SEX, and now reality hit. The deed was done and a beautiful woman was preparing to. . . .
Fear seized me as if a large icy hand grabbed hold!
No place to run, no hiding place, trapped in the open and worst of all, the fear I might hurt or loose Adell!
Adell sensed or felt a signal from me as I heard, "John?"
Uncontrollably my body jumped, and I couldn't speak.
I felt her hand rubbing my arm, "John?"
My mind raced, searching for something to say, something to do, anything, anything. . . .
Trapped at a time of passion, and caught as no man EVER WANTS TO BE CAUGHT!!!!!
A hand on my chin, pulled my face toward hers. . .
IN A MOMENT OUR EYES WOULD MEET AND WHAT COULD I DO???????
Soft brown concerned eyes met mine and she softly said, "John, relax. We'll work it out."
Fear's icy hand held as I eyed the open door.
She moved onto her side facing eye to eye. Rubbing my shoulder and down my side. "Loosen up, you're tight."
"I'm going to make some coffee, and we can talk about it." she kissed my cheek and rubbed harder. "OK?"
Warmth returning I managed a weak "ok."
Rolling over she bounced from the bed, looked to her closet, reached in grabbed her robe, slipped it on, stepped into slippers.
"I'm making coffee, come down and join me when you're ready." , giving me a quick look before leaving.
I found my clothes, among the discarded put them on and placed her's neatly at the bottom of the bed. I looked round the room seeing it for the first time. It was a warm off-white tastefully furnished and feminine touches showing the warmth of Adell's personality.
I turned to the door and headed down the stairs.
Adell was standing outside the entrance to the kitchen and smiled warmly at me. She walked up opened her arms wide and hugged me warmly planting a gentle kiss on my lips. "Have a seat," she said as she motioned toward the dining set.
"That was so good!", she exclaimed.
She moved closer to me, looked directly into my eyes, saying, "Have a seat. "We'll get through this."
She went back to the cupboards, pulled down a couple of mugs and then got the sugar and creamer placing them on the table.
My thoughts were on how could I say what I was feeling to this woman and would this be the end of our brief relationship. Sexual dysfunction wasn't a topic I had experience talking about, let alone with a woman who made me feel young virile and made me forget.
"John?"
I looked up and Adell was bringing two steaming mugs toward the table.
"Try to relax; we've just had a whole lot of fun. We'll deal with this."
She placed the mugs on the table, gathered her robe tightly about her, placed a leg on the seat of the chair then sat upon it and with a look of concern her eyes found mine.
"Lover you just sent me to the moon!" She smiled, ran a hand through her hair and looking straight at me.
"Can you tell me about afterwards?
Swallowing hard, my lips moved to form words, and a raspy sound escaped.
I looked down, and then up as I cleared my throat. "I'm right up against hard realities 68, diabetic and no sex for a time." I said softly.
These words seemed to hang out for what to me seemed like a very long time as my mind a blank and Adell was either thinking or waiting for my next round.
She stared at the steaming liquid in the mug as if an answer would float to the surface. She looked up, at me and seeing I wasn't ready to add further, she asked, "Can you tell me about it."
"I'd," my voice croaked "assumed we would talk about sex, and when you kissed me,. . . w. . well, my mind and physical response was that of somebody I'm not." I looked into my coffee mug, and slowly lifted my eyes.
"John," Adell said, "that was you! And it was great!!!"
Feeling trapped, I looked down at the mug, talking into it, "I've never had a problem with my tongue and lips, and I loved every moment of it. "Afterwards. . . . "
My mind blanked I couldn't speak. Fear of losing Adell hit me hard.
"I'm a foolish old guy. You came along, flattered my ego, my pride and now . . .."
"STOP, right there!", she said.