I hope you have taken the time to read Chapter 1 to truly understand. As I had said in last chapter Marie had moved in to live with Karen and me for her final days. The old girl may have had some years on her and not the body she had in the past, but as I was to find out, at 71 the coals still had some spark just waiting the right person and right time.
Karen was to leave for a shopping spree that was to start that Thursday and she would return on Sunday. This was a yearly thing she had done with her friend from high school for many years, girl's weekend out. I was to stay at home and watch Marie and finish some much needed home projects. Thursday morning came and Karen gave me a kiss and said, " Mom make sure John behaves," and out the door she and into her friend's car. All morning I reminisced about that kiss that I had received many years before, when Marie was in her late 40s. I wondered if she still kissed like she did that night under the mistletoe. I also wondered if I had the courage to ask for a second kiss.
It was almost lunch time and I asked Marie if she would like to go to the local diner to get a sandwich. Now at 71 years of age Marie doesn't get asked out on a date too much and jumped at the opportunity. All through the lunch I was trying to find a way to mention the kiss but just didn't dare. On the way home we took the long scenic route and talked about many things we both enjoyed. Finally with butterflies in my belly, and worried how she would react I said, "Marie, I need to ask you something and I need you to give your word it will not ever be mentioned to Karen". Marie looked confused but agreed it would be our secret.
I said, " Marie do you remember the night at Christmas many years ago when you kissed me under the mistletoe?" Marie shook her head no.
I told her I did and that it was a very special memory. I also said I had thought about that kiss many times and had never been kissed like that time that she kissed me. I also asked if she would give me a kiss like that for old times. Marie stared out the window for what seemed like a long time but was probably only seconds and finally turned her head and said she was glad it was special for me and that Karen would never know what I had said. Marie also said, " I will agree to one more kiss but that will be all." I agreed. My emotions were at an unbelievable high and I couldn't wait to get to the house.
Marie was standing at the kitchen counter wiping off a few bread crumbs left from her morning toast when I came and stood next to her and she stopped and turned knowing what I was waiting to receive that special kiss. As I looked down and she looked up our lips touched ever so softly. It was like a dream that had come true one more time and this time I was older and felt something I did not feel with the first kiss many years ago. Marie pulled my head down for one more kiss and as her tongue slid between my lips I felt a tingle in my cock as it started to grow. With a deep breath our lips parted and Marie walked toward the living room not saying a word. As much as I would have wanted another kiss we both had agreed to only one last kiss.
