The next morning she left for work, I left to check the animals and go home to shower and change for school and work and go back to see her. The animals were all fine on the farm, I met my mom while I was headed home and school was boring as usual.
Boring. Boring. Boring. None of my teachers wanted to see me after class to discuss some opportunities for 'extra credit'. None of the girls at school suddenly noticed me and wanted me to help them with their 'homework'. Just a normal day.
I got to the farm, checked the cows, checked the hogs, went up to the office to do paperwork after I checked to see if the farm had gotten any mail. (Tax season was soon to start). Made a mental note to let Gertie know there was work for her the next day. I wasn't worried that she'd forget, she had been very faithful about coming in to work on her scheduled days.
Gertie was Nancy's name. Actually Gertrude Karlotte Nahntze was her maiden name. Aunt Gertie when I was growing up. When she started working for the farm (I hired her to give her extra money after my Uncle left her and filed for divorce) she insisted that at work I not call her Aunt. It started out with her just doing bookkeeping, but then expanded out to her helping with anything that needed doing.
I know that's irrelevant but thought I'd put it in there.
That night when I got to her house, she met me at the door with a kiss that took my breath away. "Thank You for the flowers."
"I guess that means you liked them?"
"Yes, I cried."
"You liked them so much you cried?"
"That was the first time I was the only one getting flowers. You're the only person who has EVER sent me flowers. Janie actually said "Neil better get with it, he's going to lose one of his dates for Valentine's Day."💝💗
"I hadn't thought about that. I wonder if Fred can take you away from Neil. You were never the only one who got flowers before? I should make sure you get flowers more often, whoever sends them. Maybe on Valentine's Day you'll get some from both."
She said, "Maybe I should do something to insure that Neil AND Fred send me flowers."
"Just show up for work, keep being you, and I'm sure they'll both send you flowers. What did you fix for supper?"
"Fried Sweet Corn, Pork Tenderloin, and gravy. Sit down, eat, and enjoy." I sat down, filled my plate and started to eat.
I felt her hands spreading my legs apart. I started to say something as she unzipped my pants but she just held her finger to her lips. She did say enjoy. When she unfastened my pants and reached to pull them down I lifted my hips to let her. When she got my pants off my dick was sticking up right in her face.
"Well look at who seems to want a kiss?
She followed that up by kissing her way from the tip all the way down to my balls. Then she took two fingers and held it at the base and started licking it like an ice cream cone. I thought it felt fantastic. Then she tried to suck me all the way into her mouth, but she kept gagging. I finally asked her to stop. I was finished eating and I wanted to talk to her or something.
I rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, put the pots away that were on the stove and suggested we move to her bed.
She clapped her hands and went and jumped on the bed. Then she told me to lay down on the middle of the bed. My dick had gone down a little but she sucked it back to life.
It wasn't a fantastic blowjob, more like a study of the penis by mouth. Just enough stimulation to keep me hard, not consistent enough to make me come. I finally sat up and grabbed her legs and pulled them towards me. I started to slide my finger inside the leg of her panties but she stopped me. So I started rubbing between her legs through her panties. I couldn't feel her pussy very well, I thought maybe she had on a thicker pair of panties. (she was the first woman I had ever been with so I didn't think about the truth)
The rubbing had an effect. What had been a long and unsatisfying blowjob started turning serious. She started playing with my balls. She'd pull up and twirl her tongue around the head then taking it back on her mouth. As I rubbed faster, she sucked faster. When she started humping against my hand she was taking almost my whole dick in her mouth. When she had her orgasm she did take my whole cock in. I think it slightly entered her throat, but the sensation definitely made me come.
We laid there catching our breaths. I finally broke the silence by saying "Damn, that was fantastic!"
She spit into a cup on her nightstand. "Thank You! You didn't do so poorly yourself." Then she looked down. Your dick is hard again.
"Ignore it. Maybe it will go away. It just gets happy being around you."
"But Fred, it's looking at me. It wants me to kiss it. It wants me to lick it. It wants me to take it in my mouth and play with it. It wants to spit in my mouth." And she did.