It was all so magical for Jim and Maggie as they walked in to the small café, hand in hand, Maggie blushing shyly as Jim held her chair for her. "Newly weds?" asked the waitress as she approached with a welcoming smile.
"Almost," replied Jim as he met her smile with one of his own. "Very soon now. First, though, we need to eat."
"Well then, you've come to the right place," she laughed as she set the menu on the table then went for the coffee. She returned, poured them each a cup, then took the order and left.
Jim reached for Maggie's hand and sat, lightly stroking her fingers, as he gazed lovingly into her eyes. Blushing like a schoolgirl, she lowered her gaze and squeezed his fingers tightly. Few words passed between them through the meal, but the loving glances were many and enjoyed.
The years had fallen away for Maggie, and she was that eighteen year old girl once again, only this time she had won the boy of her dreams. Jim too, had reverted to that young man who had wanted the beautiful sister so badly, only this time, he had given in to his desires. She did not see the grey at his temples, not the lines at his eyes and mouth, only the young hunk she had wanted so badly. Neither did he see the lines near her eyes, nor the hint of grey root in her hair; he saw only the perfection he had left behind so long ago.
They finished their meal, left a large tip, then walked out hand in hand. Jim carefully tucked Maggie into the car then drove to the motel where they'd been staying. They loaded everything into his big car then returned to the house. Jim unlocked the door then Maggie shrieked as he swept her into his arms and carried her across the threshold.
"You silly old fool, you could have wrecked your back," she laughed as he set her gently on her feet and kissed her hair.
"You're light as a feather, Maggie," he smiled as he softly kissed her lips. "I wanted to bring you into your new home properly, Mrs. Unger."
"Oh Jim," she sighed as she melted into his arms, "I wish I really could be Mrs. James Unger."
"You are Mrs. James Unger, and don't you forget it," he smiled. He kissed her softly and held her tight for a moment. "Ok sweetie, you set us up in the guest room and I'll go finish clearing the attic."
"The guest room?"
"Yes, I want to paint and freshen up that master before I move you in there, Maggie. I want it to be all new for you."
With misty eyes she stepped into his arms and kissed him deeply. "Leave the attic until tomorrow, lover," she breathed softly into his ear as she slowly broke the kiss. "I have something else for you to do."
"My god, woman, you can't be serious," he gasped, a twinkle in his eye. "I've already had more sex today than in the past two years. I'm old, girl, you'll wear me out in a week, I'll fade, have a heart attack, I'll..."
"Just shut up and fuck me, silly man," she laughed. "The little warrior seems to be ready for battle."
"Ah, he's no warrior," laughed Jim as he scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom, "he just wants to go cave diving."
"Really, well then, I have the perfect place for him to check out," she giggled. Maggie was blushing again as she stripped off for him, then slowly undressed him. He kissed her deeply and started pushing her against the wall. "Oh no you don't," she laughed. "It's my turn." She pushed him onto his back on the bed, then leaped astride him, slapping her breasts against his face.
Laughing, Jim took his beating like a man, then he captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked it in, working the hard nub back and forth with his tongue. Maggie moaned softly, then pushed her breast deeper into his mouth for a moment before pulling away, only to offer up the other nipple.
Face flushed with desire, Maggie pulled away. "Ok, you've sucked mine, now I'm going to suck yours." She began kissing her way down his body, but she went right past his nipples.
"Maggie," panted Jim, "you missed the target."
"Oh no I didn't," she giggled. "Your nipples are too small to suck; I need something bigger. Oh look, I've found something just the right size." Jim gasped, then held his breath as she made a small O of her lips and slowly pushed it down over his cock until her nose nuzzled into his pubic hair. He shuddered and let out a long groan as she made purring sounds that vibrated through his whole body.
Maggie sucked hard and slowly pulled back until just the head was still in her mouth, then she slowly pushed back down. Slowly, imperceptibly, she repeated the process and began to increase her speed. "Maggie, stop girl, I don't want to finish so soon, Maggie..."
With a loud pop she pulled off him, and, with an impish grin, began to drag her nipples up his body until she could kiss his lips. As she kissed him deeply, she seized his wrists and moved them above his head.
Holding him fast, Maggie slowly pushed back until the head of his cock was right at the entrance to her pussy. Her tongue still in his mouth, she wiggled a bit until she had the head inside her, then she began a rhythmic squeezing with her pussy muscles as she pushed back ever so slowly until he was buried balls deep inside her.
"Hang on tight, big fella," she panted as she rose up then slammed herself back down on his cock. A soft groan escaped her lips. "I'm going to ride you like a fine horse." She rose up and slammed herself down again, then ground her clit against his pubic bone. "You have to stay hard until I'm finished with you."
Jim groaned in mock protest, but he wasn't so sure he could last that long. Maggie was driving him wild, gyrating on his cock and talking dirty to him, trying to push him over the top while warning him not to cum. Such sweet delicious torture, thought Jim, then he turned his mind to baseball scores, trying to keep from exploding in her soft warm wet pussy, as she rode him harder and harder.
Maggie released his wrists and braced her hands against his chest as she picked up speed and changed her angle to give her clit more action. Jim groaned and grabbed her swaying tits in his hands and squeezed gently, then he pinched her nipples hard. That did it, with a wild carnal scream, Maggie locked her legs tightly on him and orgasmed hard. Jim fought himself, but her pulsating pussy squeezing his cock tightly was too much. With a loud groan, he grabbed her ass tightly and thrust himself as deeply into her pussy as he could, pumping the best he had deep inside her.
Maggie collapsed on him, even as he melted beneath her. She kissed him softly, then rolled off to snuggle onto his shoulder, purring like a kitten. Jim turned slightly and hugged her to him; she was crying softly. "Maggie honey?"
"Jim, promise me this is real," she sniffed, her eyes glistening with tears. "Promise you won't change you mind and..."
He stopped her with a soft sweet kiss. "Hush now, my darling sister, my beloved wife, my Maggie, there will be no mind changing allowed. Besides, if you think I'd be fool enough to pass up sex this great, forget it. Now that I have tasted the delights of Maggie, I am lost for certain." He kissed away her fears, tears, and doubts, then kissed her lips softly. In moments she had drifted off to sleep, still cradled in his arms.
* * *
The next two days passed swiftly, and then Maggie was on her way back to her old life, her job, her condo, and her loneliness. She was filled with hope, and yet, fear plagued her mind. It had been so magical, they had been joined at the hip for days, but now they were apart. Jim had said it would only be for a few weeks, until they could get squared away and move into the house, but what if he changed his mind. That thought tormented her as she sped down the highway.
The phone was ringing as she made her way through the door. "Hi Sweetheart," came Jim's cheerful voice. "I just got home and called to make sure you made it back in one piece."
They chatted happily for an hour then said goodnight. The next day Maggie put in her notice, then listed the condo for sale. For good or ill, she was now committed. Day after day rolled by, and his cheerful call each evening eased her mind, even as the excitement began to build. Then Jim dropped the bomb; he wanted to wait another week before moving into the old house.
"Maggie honey, are you alright?"
She was fighting back the tears and trying to gain control of her emotions. "Having second thoughts, Jim?" She asked, her voice so quiet he could barely hear her.
"Oh dear gods, no Maggie, my darling, no. I just need a couple more days to get organized and I want us to move in there together. Just a couple of extra days, Maggie, that's all, I promise." It took him a while, but he managed to calm her fears.
