My wife and I were married 32 years ago. I was fortunate to marry into a wonderful family. Her mom and dad were fantastic people as were her siblings. My wife had two younger brothers as well as the baby of the family, Jill. Jill was stunningly beautiful and always pleasant to me as was the entire family. Jill married a fine man but sadly he died in an offshore drilling accident.
Three months ago, my wife died suddenly in her sleep. The autopsy revealed a massive stroke that struck while she was sleeping. Because the family, by then were scattered across the country, we all agreed to having a memorial within a few months.
I finally arranged the memorial and my wife's family of course attended as well as a myriad of friends. My in-laws were,of course, very supportive and remained for a few days after the memorial. After everyone had gone Jill said she would help me try and get on with my life. The first night as were getting ready for bed I started sobbing. Jill tried comforting me. I told her I didn't want to be alone. She said she would be here for me but I told her she didn't understand. I asked her if I could just sleep beside her so I could just have someone to hold. Now Jill is a fanatical Bible thumper so I knew this would be a difficult request. Anticipating her objection, I said that I would be fully clothed and sleep on top of the comforter so our bodies would not touch. She thought for a minute and reluctantly agreed with the proviso that I follow the rules I had set forth. She put on her flannel pajamas and we went to bed and I was true to my word. I lay about a foot from her on top of the comforter with just my arm slightly around her waist.
We woke up the next morning and Jill prepared breakfast. I thanked her profusely for her understanding and she said it was fine. I then, as an afterthought, mentioned that it was very cold on top of the comforter but still was very comforting to me.
That night as we were getting ready for bed I stated that it seemed very cold in her room. She offered that as long as I was fully clothed, it should be ok for me to sleep under the covers. I slid into bed under the covers and again kept a discreet distance between our bodies, yet still with one arm around her waist.
The next morning I suggested that we go out for breakfast and then take a ride through the countryside in my convertible. She thought that was a great idea and we had a delightful morning and afternoon. Later that evening I invited her to go out for dinner to show her my appreciation for her help in my ordeal. She agreed and we went to a nice cozy restaurant on the waterfront. I ordered wine but she was reluctant to have any since she had rarely had alcohol since college primarily because of her religious beliefs. I talked her into tasting it because after all there were many mentions of wine in the Bible. We enjoyed our dinner at a leisurely pace and she had three glasses of wine. We got home, watched some tv and then proceeded to bed. Again, I followed the rules and was fully clothed but under the covers. This night I lay close to her, our bodies touching. As before I put my arm around her waist and moved my hips close enough to her that our bodies were completely touching together. After about 15 minutes in the spooning position, I moved slightly as if to get more comfortable. I pressed my body slightly against her and to my surprise, she moved her butt to meet mine. We stayed like that, with her body tight against mine through the night.
