Author: Madame Ovary Title: The Divorcee Summary: Marie Sanderson is about to be divorced. The last few years have been lonely for her and ugly as well. On her way to sign the papers, a fortuitous event changes her life. Keywords: FM, cons, rom <!--ADULTSONLY--> Marie's been treated poorly by her soon to be ex- husband for several years now. His career has really accelerated and he took it upon himself to get a much younger woman pregnant and has now filed for divorce. On her way to her lawyer's office to sign the divorce papers, Marie's car lets her down and she is picked up by a young man...a complete stranger...who will change her life. Marie finds herself in uncharted waters, and is shocked at her new behavior and appetites, as she becomes a new woman in this romantic love story. THE DIVORCEE By Madame Ovary Copyright, March 2015 Chapter 1: First Meeting Divorce is such an ugly word, especially when it happens to you. I never thought it would but here I was, alone at 29 and shocked that it all had ended so suddenly, bringing with it the death of all our plans. My husband of 7 years had left me for a younger girl. Steve said he just didn't love me any more and that it wasn't going to work out for us. So, I let him walk away, but I did make out nicely in the end. I was getting our house in the country and most of the furniture in it. Steve was in such a good mood to be done with me that he also left me with a newer model car and a monthly alimony check for the next two years to help with the transition. There was no child support, as I couldn't have children and we'd never adopted. All I had to agree to in the paperwork was to pay the taxes and insurance on the car and the house and it would be mine from now on. Steve had wanted out so badly that he was willing to treat me fairly if I'd just let him go and not fight him. And why would I try to fight him? I'd seen his new "arm candy" and she was a knockout, so I knew there was no use in struggling over this. Besides, I was tired of it all. I knew something had been wrong for well over a year now, and in the end I was just glad to be getting out so easily. I really don't remember us fighting much once we knew it was over, and he was actually nicer to me toward the end than he had been in several years. But I could see the writing on the wall for him with Cindy his new fling. In a few years (or less), she'd leave him for someone else. I almost felt sorry for him. We'd had some good years together, early on. We'd both started and built good careers together (his a very lucrative one), and we'd been sweethearts through most of our college years. I was bitter to be sure, but life goes on. Today I had an appointment in Middletown with my lawyer. It was "sign the papers day" and I needed to be there by 1pm. It was almost an hour's drive, so I was out the door by 11:45 or so. Less than 5 minutes into my journey, I heard a pop and then seconds later I could feel the car shudder and heard the whoppity-whop of a flat tire slapping the pavement. Fuck! What a rotten time for this to happen! I pulled off the road and got out. Sure as shit, I had a flat. Now what? I was standing there close to tears, wondering what was going to go wrong next. While I was standing there digging my cell out of my purse, a pickup pulled up and stopped in front of me then backed up. Great, I thought. Hope this doesn't turn out ugly. I decided to keep my phone out where the driver could see it and I left my purse unzipped. When he got out, he looked like a kid to me at first. He asked me if I needed help and after sizing him up, I told him I had a flat and asked him if he could drive me to Middletown. "Sure! No problem. I'm headed there now, myself." He replied with a very nice smile. I asked him to give me a minute and then called AAA. They said they'd come out and tow it to a tire dealer in Middletown to have it fixed and then I could pick it up at the tire store later that afternoon. I told them I'd leave the keys on top of the right rear tire for the tow guy and they said OK. I kept my eye on the young man while I was on the phone, but he was clean cut and looked safe enough, and I was carrying a gun in my purse anyway, so I forced myself to relax a little. I got in his truck and we started to pull away. From the way he took care of his truck, I could tell it was either his pride and joy or it was his Dad's. "Thanks for stopping" I said. "I really appreciate it." "Not a problem" he said. "I wish someone would have stopped to help me when I had a flat last year". "My names Marie" I said. "Marie Sanderson". "Cade Miller" he said, glancing away from the road only long enough to take the hand I offered. His hand was dry and firm and my hand felt very small in it. "Anyplace special I can drop you off, Ms. Sanderson?" he asked. "I'm headed to my lawyer's office just off the bypass on highway 121. Jones and Smith. Do you know where that is?" I asked. "If you can show me, I'll get you there." He answered friendly enough. "No problem." "A lawyer, huh?" he asked. "Yes...a lawyer" I replied with a sigh. "I'm getting a divorce." "Oh!" he said, embarrassed now. "Im' sorry to hear that. And I didn't mean to pry." "Oh, it's all right" I answered, staring off into the distance. "It's been coming on for a while now." "Really?" he said. "I'm really sorry to hear that for you." He actually sounded sincere, and the tone in his voice took my eyes from the fields outside to study his profile. "He got tired of me and found somebody younger and prettier, and that was all it took. Well, that and the fact that he got her pregnant..." I regretting I'd opened my mouth and was hoping I didn't sound like a crybaby. "Really?" he said, glancing over at me. "I hope you don't mind me saying so, Ms. Sanderson, but I think your husband's a fool!" He said quietly. I caught his drift. "He's no fool, Cade. He's just misguided and I guess he just wanted to feel young again." "I'm sorry...Ms. Sanderson, I didn't mean it like that, it's just that...well... you're a very handsome lady and a man would have to be crazy to want to fool around on you!" "Handsome, huh?" I said slowly, amused by his choice of words. He was embarrassed again. "Well...it's a phrase I've heard my Dad use a time or two when he sees a beautiful lady." He was stammering now. "I took one look at you and thought of that word, but there are plenty of other complimentary words I could've used." he added quickly. I smiled. "Thanks, Cade." I said quietly, watching his profile more closely now. He was quite a charmer. "If you don't mind me asking, just how old are you, Cade?" "I just turned 21, Ms. Sanderson" he replied. "Cade, I'd appreciate it if you'd call me Marie. I'm only 29 after all!" I laughed a little, trying to put him at ease. There was a pause. "Heck, Ms. Sander...er, Marie...I would have guessed you for your mid-20's at most!" "Now you're trying to flatter me, Cade!" I said good nature-dly. "Guilty as charged, Marie!" he smiled. "But truthful, also!" he added. I watched him a lot more closely now. Cade was really a good looking young man, with longish sandy blond curls and a nice strong profile. He was built too. His big hands held the wheel lightly and easily, and his arms were nicely muscled, but not too big if you know what I mean. His hands were beautiful, as was his profile, and for some reason, I found myself getting horny, so I checked out his crotch. Shit! The boy had a log in his pants! His cock was running down his left thigh, and it had to be 6" long at least. I couldn't believe I was checking him out like this! And I couldn't believe that he was turning me on like this. I decided to play my hand. What the hell, I would be single soon! "So, Cade..." I said. "There must be something I can do for you, seeing as how you've been so nice to me, helping me out and all." "Shucks, Marie. I'm glad I got to you first, that's all. There are a lot of creeps out there, and you're a very pretty lady." "Well, still..." I said again, "there must be something..." He looked at me, then got red faced and looked back at the road quickly. Too quickly. His cock seemed to grow a little with our last exchange. There was no telling what he was thinking, but I decided to do something I'd never done before. "I'll bet you've got a girlfriend or two or three, a good-looking young man like yourself" I said, testing the waters. "Well..." he stammered a little. "Not right now. I broke up with my last one cause I caught her with a friend of mine. Ex-friend, I should say!" he said tight lipped. "Well, I think your girlfriend was crazy for treating you like that" I said sincerely, paying back his previous compliment. It wasn't lost on him. He looked at me then and swallowed. "You really think so?" he asked. "I sure do" I said. I unbuckled my belt and slid over to him. I reached down between his legs and raked a fingernail up the length of his cock. "Especially with what you're packing down there!" I whispered. "Holy shit, Ms. Sander...uh...Marie!" "Do you want me to stop?" I said as I did it again. "No ma'am, I do not!" he said emphatically. "Well I will, if you don't stop calling me ma'am or Ms. Sanderson or whatever. My names Marie, Cade" I whispered into his ear. Now I was running three nails up and down his length and he was growing in response. "Why don't you back your seat up a little and help me take him out?" I said suggestively. "Oh, shit!" he whispered, reaching for his seat control. I unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans top button, then slid his zipper down. "This is the least I could do for your helping me today." I said huskily. "And if you've got a cruise control, I'd set it for 55!" I said quietly, smiling at him. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and I commented on that. Sheepishly he said that they weren't comfortable because of his size. "That must be a terrible problem to have, Cade!" I said and giggled. "Here...pull your jeans down just a little" I said, trying to free his length out. He lifted his butt and his jeans went down just enough for me to get my hand down in there and grab his cock. Holy shit! This guy was hung! I felt my pussy twitch and moisten as my fingers went around him. "Oh, fuccccckkk!" he groaned. I finally was able to pull him out into the daylight. "Holy fuck is right!" I groaned, stroking his length. He was already close to 7" long and not fully hard yet. A large bead of whitish pre-cum formed on his slit. I leaned over and licked it off. It was so tasty! He smelled strongly of musk and sweat, and it made my stomach lurch and my pussy clench up tight. Fuck this was going to be good, I thought. "If you can't keep it on the road, pull off into the woods somewhere" I said before taking him into my mouth. "Fuuuucckkkkkkk!" he groaned as he felt my hot wet mouth encircle him. I grinned to myself as I heard his reaction. It had been a long time since I'd gotten that kind of emotion out of Steve. I couldn't believe what I was doing and how quickly I'd initiated it. I'd never acted this way in my life, not even when I was dating Steve. I guess I was just so angry and lonely all at the same time, and I lost control of my inhibitions. I was working my way down his beautiful shaft now, and after a few tries was able to slip him into my throat. He was very large, but I was able to get him down. "Oh, SHIT, Marie!" he exclaimed. "Ok, I'm looking for a side road now, cause your mouth feels way too damn good!" he groaned. I was having the time of my life sucking that gorgeous cock, and each time I came up to the top of his shaft, I was rewarded with another large glob of very semen- tasting pre-cum. I knew he was close, so I took my mouth off him for a minute to make it last longer and help him safely get off the road. "You like that, huh?" I asked him huskily, my grip bringing another whitish glob to the tip of his cock. "Yes, ma'am, I really do, and I'm gonna cum pretty soon if you don't stop!" I forgave him that "ma'am" as I could tell he was pretty much beside himself. His cock was an angry red and was throbbing with a life all it's own. I didn't dare touch his balls or he'd lose it and shoot his load right then and there. "Me making you cum is kind of the idea, Cade" I said, giggling. He pulled off moments later on an old gravel and dirt lane that went back into the woods. "This'll be ok" he said. "Nobody lives back here or anything." I waited till he got parked then said "get out on your side and I'll come around to you". For some reason, I wanted to be on my knees looking up at him as he came. He shakily got out and I did too, meeting him around his side. "Oh, baby!" I cooed when I got around his door and saw him standing there. He was fully erect now, and he had perhaps 8 or 9 thick inches of meat that defying gravity beautifully and was bobbing up and down a little with his pulse. The poor baby looked so pitiful and I knew he needed relief. I dropped to my knees in front of him and took him gently in my right hand. "Did any of your other girlfriends do this for you, Cade?" I asked looking up at him. "No way, Marie" he said. "Oh, they'd suck it for a while but complained about how big it was or how much pre-cum was always leaking out." "So a girl's never let you cum in her mouth before?" I asked coyly, stroking him gently. "Hell, no!" he said. "They'd never let it go that far!" "Well, that's their loss, then" I said, and took him in my mouth again. His knees gave way and he leaned back against the side of his seat. His cock was leaking plenty now and I was able to much more easily slide him down my throat. I knew he was close and looked up at him. "You're so beautiful, Marie!" he groaned, holding my face almost reverently. "I can't believe this is happening to me!" I took his balls then in my left hand and rolled them, pinching his sack and pulling them forward as my head made long deep strokes on his rock hard shaft. "Oh, fuck, Marie!" he cried out. "Your mouth! It's so fucking good, Marie!" He was groaning very loudly now, but it sounded more like a cry or a growl. His cock swelled and his balls hardened. "Oh sweet baby!" he cried out. "I'm going to cum, Marie!" I pulled off of him then for a second. "Give it to me, Cade!" And he did. He spurted once or twice straight down my throat crying out loudly, then I pulled back to let him empty his balls into my eager mouth. He filled it quickly and I had to swallow the thick viscous stuff, then he filled it once more before his spasms quit. The smell and taste of his cum just about sent me over the edge. I had never deep throated a cock that large before and it had really turned me on. I sucked the last drops from his shaft, then wrung the last glob out of him with my fist before licking it off. "Holy fuck, Marie!" he exclaimed. "That was incredible!" He was having trouble catching his breath. I was excited beyond belief and could not even believe what I'd just done. I'd sucked off a total stranger! A 21 year-old total stranger! And I had loved it! What a slut I'd turned into! I would never ever have done anything like this before, but I think this divorce was making me think a little differently lately. He looked down at me reverently and grabbing my arms he picked me up to him and kissed me deeply, his tongue searching my mouth. Before I knew what I was doing, I was kissing him back, my right hand still holding his cock. Fuck, what a great kisser! It had been so long since I'd been kissed like that! Steve hadn't kissed me like he wanted me for years now, and here was Cade, kissing me like his life depended on it. And he didn't even mind the taste of his own cum in my mouth! We broke apart then, and he came to himself. "Shit!" he exclaimed. "I'm gonna make you late for your appointment!" he looked worried. I giggled like a school girl. "No sweat!" I said smiling up at him. He stood at least 8" taller than me, and I'm 5'6". "Who cares if I'm late?" I said. "This was worth it!" He smiled and kissed me again. I felt like a school girl again. "It sure was, Marie!" Chapter 2: Getting to Know Each Other We made it to the lawyer's office only a few minutes after 1pm, which was no big deal, as he didn't end up getting back from lunch till almost a quarter after. Cade waited for me while I went in and signed the paperwork. On the trip down, I confessed to him that what had just happened was the first time in my life I'd ever done anything like that. I told him the only thing I could chalk it up to was that the divorce had me thinking more about missed opportunities and wanting to take a few chances and such. I told him he was only the second person I'd done anything sexual with in the last 8 or 9 years and that I'd been completely faithful to Steve while I was with him. I told him I hoped he wouldn't think I was a slut for the way I acted, 'because I am definitely not a slut' I said. "But I am very attracted to you, Cade" I added quietly. He slowed down for a second and looked at me seriously. "Marie..." he paused. "It's OK! Really it is! I understand about feeling lonely and hopeless, and I understand about being dumped and having a life changing experience and all that. 'Course I've never been with someone as long as you were with Steve, so I haven't walked a mile in your shoes, as they say. But I want to say I understand. And if it makes you feel any better, I'm really attracted to you also...and...what you did to me back there has to rank right at the top of my all-time fantasies!" "Really?" I asked, surprised. "Oh, yeah!" he said emphatically. "I have to admit that sometimes when I'm driving a long stretch and I'm bored, sometimes my mind wanders to maybe getting lucky with a hitchhiker or something, but what you and I just did blew even my best fantasies away!" he exclaimed. "I swear, I'll never forget it, not ever!" He saw a look in my eyes then and quickly added, "and I swear I'll take it to my grave with me, Marie. I'll never tell a soul about it! I promise! I don't kiss and tell and I never have!" "Well..." I said, not knowing really where to go with this. "I don't think I've ever been anybody's fantasy!" I bemoaned. His head shot over to look at me. "You're kidding me, right?" he asked. I shook my head. "Oh, Marie, that's just sad, because you are not only a very good looking woman, but you are sexy as hell when you get turned on!" he said. "I mean, I got even more turned on because I could see you were, too!" Then he added quickly, "and I'm not just saying that either!" If you were my girlfriend, I'd never stray and I'd always treat you right. You would always be *my* fantasy, Marie, I can tell you that!" "Well, Cade" I stammered. "I hardly know what to say to that. I have to admit that when I saw you getting hard, I wanted you. I guess you could say you fulfilled a fantasy of mine too, then!" I confessed. "Wow!" he exclaimed. "I guess I've never been anybody's fantasy either, then. Until now, I guess!" It got quiet in the truck for a few seconds, then I spoke up again. "I really do appreciate this, Cade" I said, my hand on his arm. "Hey, it's OK, Marie" he said smiling. "I was coming to town anyway to return a textbook I'd borrowed from a friend and to grab a part for my truck at the auto parts store." "So this is your truck?" I asked. "Sure is!" he said proudly. "When I got the full scholarship to the university in Middletown, my parents bought it for me, but with the expectation that I had to work part-time during my last high school year to help offset the cost of it. We talked all the way to the tire dealer after leaving the lawyer's office, and it seemed there was never a dull moment. Cade was intelligent, a good listener, and not at all full of himself. I found myself liking him all the more as we talked. I realized I could still taste him in my mouth and suddenly I was hoping we could find a way to be alone again! My car hadn't made it to the tire store yet when we got there so I left them my cell number. They said to give them an hour once it arrived and they'd take care of it, so I told Cade let's go to his auto parts store and I would buy the part he wanted. He said he couldn't do that and refused to let me buy it for him. That also raised him up in my eyes. On the way back, he ran the book into his classmate's parents' house and stayed long enough only to say thanks. Then we stopped at a drive through and I bought us a late lunch, which we ate in his truck while waiting on my car. Luckily it wasn't a hot humid day, so we were comfy with the windows rolled down while we ate. We talked the whole time as if we'd been friends for years. I was very conscious of the age difference but if he was, I didn't pick up on it. When they backed my car out of the garage, I knew it was time. I turned to him and put my hand on top of his. "I'd really like to see you again, Cade" I said quietly, searching his eyes. "I was hoping you'd say that, Marie. Cause I'd really like to see you again, too." Then he looked different for a second and added quickly "but not really because of the sex so much!" he stammered. I squeezed his hand and smiled. "It's just that talking with you is...well...so much different than talking with the girls my age." Then he stopped. "Oh shit, Marie...I didn't mean that in a bad way! Shit, I'm sorry!" He blushed and he really sounded like he was sorry. "I knew what you were getting at!" I said softly. There was a silence then between us. "So how do you want this to go, Cade?" I asked. "Between us, I mean. Are you still living at home?" "Yes" he said shyly. "It's saving my parent's and me a ton of money to do it that way, so I make the drive from Sugarloaf to Middletown every day for my classes. Plus, I did get a truck out of the deal!" Sugarloaf was about 45 miles from Middletown, where the University was. "You have to drive right by Highway 63 cutoff every day, then. Right?" I asked. "That's right" he said. "You live down 63, then?" "Yes. As you're heading to school, make a right on 63 and go down about a 1/2 a mile. Mine is a brick ranch-style home on the right. You can't miss it, as it's the only tan brick home on the right side." "Hmmmm" he said. Clearly he was waiting for an invitation from me. "When are your classes each day?" I asked him. He smiled. "I'm taking night classes. They all start at 6 and end at between 9 and 9:45. Monday through Thursday." I smiled back at him. "How about tomorrow night, then?" I said. "I was thinking more about how about on the way back to Sugarloaf?" he said slyly. I have nothing planned for the rest of the day, and since this is Friday, my folks don't expect me back until tonight sometime. I'd taken the day off anyway, so I just smiled back and said "why don't you just follow me home, then!" Chapter 3: Our First Evening All the way back to my house, I was wondering what the hell I was thinking. I was a full 8 years older than Cade and I'd just sucked him off in his truck after knowing him for 10 minutes, and now I wanted more! Hell, I knew next to nothing about him! But then again, I was getting really aroused on the drive back to my house and I was thinking of ways to enjoy my bed with Cade for the rest of the day. We pulled in to my driveway. The house was almost 500' off the main highway and there were a large number of trees all around it. I had over 20 acres so I had all the privacy I could want. Cade and I parked just off the back of the house and I let him in the door to the kitchen. "Hey, this is really nice, Marie!" he said, looking around admiringly. "Thanks, Cade. And it's all mine now, too." I answered a little sadly. He came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry it didn't work out for you and..." "Steve" I finished for him. "Yes...Steve" he said. I turned around and looked up at him. "Would you like to take a shower with me and get cleaned up a bit?" I smiled hopefully, and he asked me to show him the way. The shower was amazing. I'd never had so much fun in one before. Cade was full of compliments and I'd heard his breath suck in when he saw me naked for the first time as I walked through the bedroom. It made my heart leap, and I glanced at him to make sure it was me that had made him gasp. It had been. He didn't seem to be able to take his eyes off me after that. My shower was big enough for four adults to stand in with two shower heads, but Steve and I had never gotten our money's worth out of it like I did that day! We lathered each other up and our hands roamed each other's bodies. His fingers were inside me and at one point I asked him to slide one up my ass. I'd never done that before, but I wanted to now. Like the rest of him, his fingers were long and thick, and very strong. I did the same for him, gently caressing his balls and cock as I fingered his asshole. He gasped and his cock leaped in my hand. "Not so fast, Marie!" he said. "That feels wonderful, but..." he paused. "What, Cade?" I said, fearful of what he might say next. "Well..." he stammered, "If it's ok with you, I'd like to save myself until we get out, 'cause I'd really like to make love to you." "Oh, Cade!" I said. I teared up and he was blushing, and then we were holding tight to each other and kissing madly. We toweled each other off, his cock still at half-mast and really impressive. I was in love with it already. It's funny, I never thought much about size or appearance when it came to cocks, but I could tell that Cade's beautiful cock was going to be on my mind morning, noon, and night from now on. And that scared me already. We climbed into my bed, well... Steve's and my bed - even thought we hadn't slept together in it in many long weeks now. This was a time of exploration for Cade and me, and we went slowly with each other. His body was magnificent, and I felt like an old woman beside him, but he said over and over again how beautiful I was and how perfect each part of me was. I wanted him so badly, but I also wanted this to last forever. I took him in my mouth again but gently, laving my tongue around his cock head, wetting him, then I took each ball in my mouth and then kissed them. Each one was truly a mouthful! He was groaning and carrying on and then he grabbed me and said "my turn". He rolled me over and grabbing my calves, spread my legs gently to reveal my pussy. "Oh, my sweet baby girl!" he exclaimed and I blushed. That phrase made my heart go pitty-pat. I knew I was very wet and I also knew my lips would be opened up in anticipation of his cock entering me. "You are... so very... beautiful, Marie!" he exclaimed quietly. Then he kissed my belly and worked his way down to my dark thatch. Out of habit, I'd kept it trimmed nicely (thank goodness!), so I knew what he was seeing. "You have the prettiest pussy, Marie. It's just...gorgeous!" He said is so reverently, but he was blushing, too. Now I was really getting the big head! He scooted back and lowered himself further down to my crotch. His first licks were tentative, and I found myself wondering how many times he'd done this before. Later he admitted that he had very little experience at it, but had seen his share of women's bodies in magazines and on-line and that's why he'd said what he had about mine. He proved to be a natural at pussy eating, and before I knew it, he had both his big hands under my ass, holding me in place while he devoured me hungrily. I came within moments after his mouth first touched me, shuddering hard and crying out, and then I came again minutes later. My clit was on fire and I knew I was probably soaking the bed sheets, but I didn't care! I grabbed his hair and pulled his face up. "Make love to me now, Cade...please?" I cried hoarsely. "Yes!" he answered, his face glistening from my juices. He moved up between my spread thighs and gently sucked on each nipple, gently nipping at them. Then he kissed me deeply. I reached between us for his cock as he was kissing me. He was rock hard, and I'd never held a larger one in my hand that I could remember. It was a little scary to me, as thick and long and terribly hard as it was. I guided him to my slit and rubbed him up and down on it. I was beside myself, needing to feel him inside me. He was groaning into my mouth as he pushed forward slowly. All the little things he did told me he had very little experience with sex, and I was thankful for that. But they also told me that he was truly enjoying my body, and that did wonders for my ego. I honestly felt like he wasn't comparing me to all sorts of young nubile tight skinned teens, and it also made the chances better he was clean, which I hadn't thought of until that moment. He slid into me, and I adjusted my hips and ass to give him a better angle of attack. I knew he wouldn't last long this time, but that was OK. I would try once more today before he had to leave. As if sensing my thoughts he looked at me nervously. "It's OK, Cade...I'm protected." In that, I sort of lied to him, but I fully intended to tell him the truth later when this moment was over. I held his face in my hands now, watching his eyes as the strain of not wanting to cum too fast was getting to him. "It's all right, baby!" I cooed to him. "Let it cum, baby! Cum for me, Cade!" I cried that last one out with a sob. I still held his face as we stared into each other's eyes while he came. And when he did, I did, and it was very powerful, and I know there were tears in my eyes. I didn't know why, but this boy, this young man had gotten under my skin in a big way, and I knew I was in trouble. But for this moment, I opened myself up to him, accepting his seed into me and feeling his huge cock pulse as he emptied his balls in to me. He had kissed me gently, then more deeply as he finished cumming, his tongue working me in the same fashion that his cock was. In and out, grinding deeply. My heels locked behind his ass as I cried "don't stop, baby!" into his ear. His lunging was sporadic and I could tell his orgasm was intense for him as well. He cried "oh, baby girl!" and "oh, Marie" several times into my neck or mouth as he was spurting into me. When it was over, he fell onto me, trying his best to keep most of his weight from crushing me. We rolled onto our sides, his diminishing length still inside me. I could feel our cum dribbling out of me. It was sexy as hell, and all of a sudden I wanted to suck it off his cock, but I also didn't want this embrace to end either. He held me for the longest time and when he finally looked at me, it scared me because he looked at me like he was in love with me. Chapter 4: Our First Night We lay there a long time, watching the light from outside dimming as the evening shade came on through the trees outside. We talked quietly and softly to each other about dreams and hopes and plans. He'd been hurt several times by girls who didn't take him seriously, and he'd wanted to be serious with them. But now he admitted that he knew they were wrong for him and in doing so, I could sense he was comparing them to me, and I was coming out on top. I told him about Steve and our lives together, and what I think led up to the breakup. We talked about Cade's schooling and his immediate plans, and I talked about my job. It sounded like his parents were good people, but neither had ever gone past high school and the college scene was beyond their knowledge and experience. I had a bachelor's degree, so I could relate to Cade's life now and his dreams for the future. I expressed my concerns about us, and where this might be heading. I didn't want either of us to be hurt, but I did confess to him that I wanted to keep seeing him. Right or wrong and in spite of our age differences, I wanted to keep seeing him. He seemed relieved by my words, watching my face closely as I talked, his fingers never far from my skin. He admitted that he was lonely, but he also knew that he needed to put all his attention into his schooling. He was just starting his junior year, and he had a 3.9 GPA, which I praised him for. I told him I knew how much commitment it took to do that. He smiled as I spoke. I could tell he'd been needing a good friend, a more mature female friend and someone who understood. And I needed acceptance from a male, and to be made to feel special again as well. I realized how insecure I felt even though he was giving me all his attention. I just needed to feel good about myself again...it had just been too long since I had. I told him what I saw in him and he admitted I had hit the nail on the head. Then I went out on a limb and told him what I needed. He held me and said he understood. So in the darkening bedroom that evening, we came to sort of an agreement. He knew I'd been betrayed and felt less about myself than I should and so he said he wouldn't date or even look, and if his feelings changed about that, he promised to let me know. For my part, I promised to not be demanding for his time, and I promised to be a true and loyal friend and lover, and to be there for him. With that out of the way, I reached for him again and felt him harden to my touch, which thrilled me. "I need you again, Cade" I said softly, looking into his eyes. He grew hard so fast that it startled me, and I could tell he needed me too. I rolled over onto my back and said "now, Cade! Hurry!" I felt his urgency in his shaking arms and legs as he entered my ready pussy and slid all the way in. "Oooh, you're so big, baby! You fill me up!" I cooed into his wet mouth. His hips started moving then, sliding that hot rod back and forth into me, and I lost it for a while, just feeling him make love to me. "Oh baby love!" he cried out, not realizing his words in his passion. I held him tight and cried out; "Take me, Cade! Make me yours!" My legs went around him, pulling him to me and urging him deeper. "Oh, Marie...you feel so good, baby girl! So good!" he cried out hoarsely, kissing me deeply as he slid deliciously in and out of me. I was on fire, and his size took my breath away. "Deeper, Cade!" I cried out, lifting my hips to meet his downward thrust. I could feel him occasionally butting up against my cervix, but I ignored the pain and concentrated on his eyes and the pleasure he was giving me. His thrusts became smoother then and he pounded me with a new fierceness that belied his inexperience. I was taking all of him now and felt him bang against my cervix hard now in his excitement as he bottomed out in me. His pounding grew more desperate and intense and I could see his climax coming in his eyes. "Cum for me, Marie" he cried out hoarsely, "you cum first, baby girl!". That phrase and his cock mercilessly taking me was all it took, and my pussy clenched his bar of steel as I came hard to his thrusts. "I'm cumming, Cade! Oh baby, I'm cumming on your cock!" I cried out. His breathing grew louder and more hoarse and I knew he was peaking also. "Now cum for me, baby!" I cried out to him. "Shoot it, baby!" I cried, feeling his cock swell and shudder within me as his balls slapped against my ass. "Oh, my baby girl!" he cried, then claimed my mouth with his as his orgasm started. I felt his spasms and he cried out against my mouth as he thrust again and again as if trying to give me every drop of his cum. He kept thrusting long after he was spent until he could thrust no more. I laid there beneath him, letting him have his way with me completely. We laid there a long time, again in each other's arms. Cade was a cuddler, and I loved that. Steve used to be early on, but he got over that as the years went by and I missed it terribly. I didn't know that until now, though. His hands were roaming on my body and he remarked several times about how silky my skin was. I just purred in response to his compliments. I thought how sad it was to feel his cock shrink within me and then slowly slip free from my folds. My thighs were wet with our cum and it was getting chilly in the room. I looked at him and smiled the question "I'll bet you're hungry?" He rolled his eyes. "I am starving!" he laughed. "Can you stay for dinner?" I asked. "I'm not a bad cook, you know!" "Only if I can help" he said. "I'm not a bad cook either!" We got up and raided the fridge. I had bought steaks earlier that week and luckily forgotten to put them in the freezer. He asked if I had a grill outside and I showed him the way. He got dressed and started the grill up while I made us a big salad and put some Texas toast in the oven. I heard him out there scrubbing the grill. "Would you like a beer while you're grilling?" I asked. "Yes I would!" his eyes sparkled. He came up behind me then and put his arms around me and kissed my neck. "I'm so glad I stopped to help you today," he said quietly into my neck. I spun around then and kissed him deeply. "So am I, Cade," I said, smiling. He backed away then and said "how would you feel about me spending the night tonight?" he asked. My eyes got big. "Are you sure?" I said. "I mean...there's no way I want you in trouble with your parents." "Marie!" he said. "I'm 21 years old and I haven't had a curfew for years now!" he laughed. "Besides" he went on, "my parents are very relaxed about my free time. They know I'm committed to college and they've had two years now of me being totally responsible with my life, so if I were to call them and tell them I was staying with a friend, they wouldn't bat an eye!" I rolled my eyes and apologized to him. "I just want you to be OK with them and with school and with all your commitments, Cade, that's all. I know I can't be in first place and I'm OK with that. Well...sort of!" I smirked as he laughed at me. "Look, Marie..." he paused, taking my face gently in his hands. "The fall semester starts Monday, and then it'll be time to get serious, but until then I don't have any homework or things to do back home, so I'm all yours for the weekend. So if you want me to stay, I will. OK?" he smiled. "I'd love for you to stay, Cade!" I said, blushing. "My phone's in the bedroom," he said, walking back to get it. I couldn't help hearing his side of the conversation and it appeared that his parents were exactly what he said they were. He wasn't asking permission, he was just letting them know not to worry, and that he might stay Saturday night, too. It was that easy. I just hoped I could turn loose of him when Sunday rolled around. Dinner was really nice, just talking the whole time and enjoying good food. I hadn't enjoyed eating that much in a very long time. Cade did a nice job grilling the steaks and the salad was very refreshing. We were both starved and there was nothing left but crumbs when we were done. I told him I had some cheesecake in the fridge and he just smiled and nodded. It was fun to wait on him and then watch him devour it. That night I filled the big soaking tub and put some bubbles in it, then set candles all around. I took him back and undressed him then he undressed me so gently, then he lifted me into the tub like I weighed nothing. I laid against him for a long time, just talking more about life and our takes on things from politics to world events to sex. We decided sex was a lot more fun to talk about so we got deep into the subject of what turned me on. Cade admitted that he'd only gone down on a couple of girls and not many times and wanted to know more about how to please me. I told him to just keep doing what he'd done to me today and he'd be fine. He also admitted that he'd never had a girl deep throat him before, and it had blown his mind. He was amazed and intimidated by my skill at doing it, but I played it down, not wanting his feelings hurt. After all, I'd been with a few more men than he had with women, but there was no sense letting that come out. He was amazed by our sex. He confessed that the girls he'd had sex with said they wanted romance, but didn't really seem to understand what they really wanted. They just didn't seem to care for his approach like I did. I reassured him that I loved his approach and that I'd let him know when I wanted a good "roll in the hay" versus a romantic lovemaking session. I loved his frankness about it all, and his desire to know more about it all. I could tell that he wanted to know how to please me better, both in and out of bed. He seemed a little insecure about the experience difference because of our age, but once again, I downplayed that, telling him he was already a wonderful lover (which he was), and that he would only get better as we learned more about each other. All the while we laid in the tub, his hands roamed over the front of my body. They seemed to have a mind of their own and to be hungry for my flesh. My nipples were given plenty of attention and he commented on how he loved the way they felt against his palms as he circled them gently on my nipples. Occasionally he would reach down and touch my mound gently or just pull me tight against him. I could feel his cock grow and now it was up against his belly and pinned behind my back. At one point it got quiet and he leaned in to my ear and whispered; "I need you again, Marie". I moaned and groaned to his touch then, thrilled to hear those words after not hearing them for so many long and lonely years. We stood and dried each other gently then got out of the tub and finished drying each other. I took his hand and led him back to my bed. I turned off all the lights but I brought some candles into the bedroom while he laid on the bed watching me. "Hurry, baby" he moaned. His cock was beautiful, gently curving and bending upward toward his belly with those two beautiful orbs beneath it, waiting patiently for me to relieve them of their love juice! When at last I joined him on the bed he told me how beautiful I looked by the light of the candles. I gently took his rock hard cock in my hand and slowly explored his great length. The corona was distended by his excitement, and I felt wetness come to the head of his cock. In the almost dark, I bent over and took him gently in my mouth, not hurrying. His feel and taste was an aphrodisiac to me, and my pussy was instantly wet and parting with anticipation. I sucked him gently and pulled a long glob of precum out of him, which made my head spin. I gently ran my fingertips around on his thighs and then his sac, ever so lightly touching his balls and grinning when I heard him groan and felt his legs spread. He grabbed me then and rolled me over onto my back, spreading my legs and pushing them upward to give himself easy access to my mound. I could feel his breath on my wetness and I heard him say, "you smell divine" just before he put his tongue inside me. I came in just a few moments, feeling him probe me and tease me. His hands on the backs of my knees, he pushed my hips up higher and nuzzled my pussy before trailing downward to my ass. I felt his tongue touching me ever so gently down there and then I felt his tongue go just inside me for a second and I came undone, reaching for his head and calling out his name. Then his hot mouth was at my clit and I was cumming again. He sensed this and apparently his need was too great then, for he released my legs and crawled up between them. Finding my soaking slit with the head of his cock he buried it deep within me, causing me to cry out in a choked voice I didn't even recognize. "Oh god, baby!" he cried out. "You are so wet and tight and silky inside!" He groaned as he took long luxurious strokes, using his full nine inches to all their advantage. I could feel the bulbous head of his cock as he would draw it almost all the way out only to plunge it back into my depths. I reached down between us and scissored two fingers at my pussy lips, feeling him slide between my fingers. He groaned and sped up as my two fingers pinched his shaft. Then I told him to stop and reached further down to grab his sac and knead his balls, which caused him to call out my name and take a series of very short strokes. He warned me with a groan that if I didn't stop with all those treacherous tricks that he would cum too soon. I giggled and released my grip on his balls. "Fuck me now, Cade" I cried out, feeling another orgasm building within me. "Fuck me hard, baby!" I said as I reached up and grabbed my feet, pulling them up toward me and in the process pulling myself wide open for him to take. He kissed me madly then, and then really began to "plow my field". I'd heard that phrase before, but never used it until now, because it described perfectly what he was doing to me. His heavenly thick rod was taking my breath from me with every stroke. I came like a freight train then, and the intensity of the orgasm made me cry out loudly. He was pounding me now for all he was worth and I knew my pussy would hurting in the most delicious fashion tomorrow from his abusing me this way. I did everything I knew to open myself up to him and tilt myself to give him the best thrusting angle. I realized my breath was raspy and I was making sobbing, choked noises. "Oh god, Marie!" he cried out. "It's so good, baby!" I could hear and feel his balls slapping against my ass and I knew another orgasm was only moments away. I still had my feet in my hands, and I was spread open with my thighs as wide and flat as I could make them. He was using his full length now almost brutally and I was crying out all manner of filthy things. "Take me, Cade! Cum in my hot pussy, Cade!" I cried out. He was almost screaming now in his desire to be as deep inside me as he could possibly get. Then I felt his cock spasm and swell and I knew he was done for. He stopped thrusting then and moved his hands under my buttocks, rotating them and pulling me into him tightly as he ground downward into me. I've never felt more filled in my life, and I instantly came again, calling out his name. His mouth was on mine then, and his tongue thrust into my mouth with each shot of cum he pumped into me. "Oh baby girl!" he cried out as he came. I realized in that moment that his emotion was real and intense, and that I really was turning him on. My hands were on his back then, and I'm sure I was scratching the shit out of him with my nails. It was like he was pouring all of himself into me, trying to get all of himself into me, and not just his magnificent cock but his entire body. When at last his spasms stopped and my legs and his arms stopped quivering, it took us a long while to calm our breathing back down. Cade was kissing my neck and my face and eyes, and then back to my mouth. I just laid there and gave myself to him completely. Whatever he wanted, whatever he needed, I gave. We laid that way a long time, laughing when we were finally able to. It truly was the best of times, and although it scared me to no end, I knew then that I was falling in love with this beautiful young man. Chapter 5: The Morning After We fell asleep in each other's arms that night, and it was the best sleep I'd had in years. His strong arms were around me and everything felt right with the world. When I woke up the next morning, I noticed it was daylight and my clock told me we'd slept in till almost 9:30, something I hadn't done for years. I smiled as I felt a rather large pole poking me in the back. Cade had morning wood, and I do mean wood! I gently rolled him over and put my mouth on him. He groaned in his sleep but did not wake. I slobbered on him thoroughly and worked him further down getting used to his enormous size until I could take him down my throat. When that happened, my hand went to his balls, and I raked them ever so gently with my fingertips and nails. He was groaning now more frequently and I picked up the pace as I felt his balls tighten. At about that time I felt his fingers in my hair and he said; "I want inside you." My pussy was already gushing and since I was already on my knees, I simply turned around and offered my rump to him. He groaned when he saw that and I felt him get up to his knees behind me. His left hand was on my hip and then I felt his great cock head being slid up and down my wet slot. "Now, Cade!" I cried and he buried himself in me. I dropped my face and chest to the bed and arched my back, thrusting my rear out for him to take, which he did. I'm sure I made quite a picture then, wantonly opening myself and my rear up to him like that. He was very rough in his need, and it turned me on to no end. His incredibly hard cock was battering my already tender pussy and yet I had only myself to blame for my current predicament, as I was the one who woke him up with my mouth! He was grunting and now had a death grip on my hips as he rammed into me. "I'm not going to last, Marie!" he cried out. "Your mouth was too damned good on me!" He chuckled as he bottomed out in me, and I could hear him bellowing like a rampaging bull. I cried out as he would withdraw almost to the last millimeter of being fully out of me only to plunge all nine inches of rock hard cock back into my very core. I reached back between my legs and let his balls ride on my palm as he rode me. He cried out and then I felt his spasms begin. Apparently my touching his nuts had been too much for him and he was shooting into me. When he started to orgasm, he held himself deep inside me and stopped thrusting. Instead, he was grinding himself into my depths. I grabbed his nut sack again and milked his balls as he came inside me. At that point, I had my third orgasm of the morning and called his name out when I did. He bent over me and lifted my chest off the bed, grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples roughly. Then he pulled me up to him and he fell backward onto the bed, pulling me with him. We ended up on our sides, laughing but with him still spasming inside me. It was incredible, and I vowed to myself to try more gymnastics with him and that cock on our next go around! He was strong enough to throw me around and his cock was long enough to try even the most challenging and freaky positions. And I wanted to try every one I could think of with him! I got out of bed to pee, then asked him if he drank coffee, which he did, so I went to the kitchen to make it. I had just gotten it going when he came out...naked as the day he was born. He was beautiful, and I told him so. Gorgeous long dark blond curls all mess on his head, and that thatch above his dangling cock! I couldn't take my eyes off it, and when he saw me looking at it, I blushed profusely. "How do you take your coffee?" "Black" he replied. "Straight up." He came up behind me and put his arms around me. I turned around to hug him back and we kissed then. I was extremely horny this morning, and I could feel his cock against my belly and thigh. I certainly wasn't thinking straight anymore with that big thing near me, that's for sure. I turned back around to get two cups from the cupboard. "God you look gorgeous like that!" he groaned and came up behind me, his cock nestled between my butt cheeks. "Oh, really?" I asked slowly and suggestively. "Yes, really, baby girl" he growled. I don't know what came over me but I turned around and dropped down and slid my hand along his half-hard length, then took him in my mouth. He groaned and grabbed my hair. He smelled and tasted very strong. His cum and mine, sweat, even a little pee...but I didn't care! I wanted him hard and I wanted it now! I had him down my throat the minute he was hard enough and attacked his cock with my mouth like a starving child. When he was hard enough to get inside me, I trotted (yes, trotted!) over to the breakfast table and got up on it and laying flat I spread my legs and pulled my soaking pussy lips apart for him. His eyes got big as he watched all this, and then a half-groan, half-growl escaped his throat and he came at me with his fist wrapped around the base of his cock. He entered me forcefully, and I cried his name out. He looked down at me as I was pinching my tits and shook his head. "You are so fucking hot, Marie!" he groaned. "You have no idea what you do to me!" I giggled and groaned as he really started to ram himself into me then. "Fuck me, Cade!" I cried out hoarsely. "Fuck that pussy!" "I love your pussy, baby!" he groaned. "But, damn my cock is tender!" I couldn't help but laugh out loud at that. "You think I'm used to this either?" I groaned, still laughing. He was laughing now too. "I'm so sore I may not be able to cum!" I laughed, "Well, give it the old college try and see what happens!" "Ha, Ha!" he smirked. But he slowed down. "Marie, your pussy is heaven and there's no place I'd rather be than inside you, but I've got to slow this down, baby!" I groaned. "I know, Cade. Your cock feels like it has sandpaper wrapped around it!" He looked down at me so adoringly. He was still hard as a rock, so he picked me up bodily and carried me back to the bedroom with my legs locked around him and his length buried inside me, my breath stolen from me by it's size. "You are so beautiful, Marie" he whispered into my ear. I looked up at him while he was walking and just watched him. I felt like a little girl in his arms, as easily as he carried me around. "You took my breath away when I turned around and saw you standing there naked in my kitchen" I whispered. "Yeah, but not as much as you dropping to your knees and then later hopping up on that table! And when you pulled your pussy lips open, I thought I was going to cum right then and there!" he admitted. He turned around and sat on my bed. I was still locked to him as he just rolled us onto our side and we cuddled close, him still way up inside me. His hands on my breasts, we just lay there like that and talked quietly for a long while. Finally, his cock began to soften, but we ignored it, just kissing and talking and touching. Neither of us had an orgasm, but it didn't matter. We were close now in a way that made it special even without cumming. It was the most romantic morning I could ever remember having. Coffee was so nice to share with someone again, and I told him so. I had put on one of my sexy short robes but left it open to tease him a little. I caught Cade many times staring at my body or stealing glimpses of it while we sat there or I moved around the kitchen, making eggs for us. I knew my boobs were still nice, and my butt hadn't started to sag yet. I was blessed with good, tight skin, and since I hadn't had children, my belly was still flat and my pussy still snug. I guess I still had something to offer in the looks department, after all. "I could watch you all day, Marie. I mean...the way you move. It's so fluid and feminine and, well...erotic!" I was blushing profusely now. I went over to him, looking down at him while he sat there, studying his eyes. He meant what he was saying. I opened my robe a little for him without saying a word. He looked down and groaned. His tongue came out and traced gentle circles around my swollen nipples and now I groaned and took his head in my hands. Later over eggs, we talked more. "When I told you yesterday I thought you were in your mid-twenties?" I nodded. "Well, I really did, Marie!" You truly are a feast for my eyes, woman!" he said in a hushed voice. "Oh, Cade!" I said, fearing I would start crying. "How can that be? I mean...you're in the prime of your youth, and I'm...well...I'm practically...middle aged!" I said, feeling sorry for myself now. "Marie!" he said. "Why would you say such a thing?" He reached across the table and took my hand, holding it tight. "You truly are a very beautiful woman, and I can still see the little girl in you in a lot of ways! And more than that, you are interesting and a wonderful talker and a good listener. Plus you're very intelligent. And your body!" he rolled his eyes. "Fuck me, Marie" he said wondrously. Did you ever hear that song 'Your Body is a Wonderland' by John Mayer?" he asked. I nodded. Guys have a crass saying in college when they see a really hot chick...they say..."she's so hot, I'd drink her bathwater!" I said 'yuck' to that, and stuck my tongue out. "Yeah, I know...it's crass, but it makes the point, doesn't it?" But he went on. "I think I like this saying better...'she's so beautiful, there isn't a spot on her body I wouldn't touch with my tongue!'" Now I was giggling like a school girl. "That one's better, but not much!" I said. "Yeah, but Marie...between you and me, it's true!" I stared at him harder then. "It wouldn't matter to me if you'd been out working in the yard all day or just out of the bath...my hands and my mouth would still want to be on you!" I started to speak and he held his hand up. "But it's not just about that, Marie. Like I said earlier, you have a mind, too! And it's your mind filled with your thoughts and ideas and interests...not somebody else's! And you have your own personality, too, and it's so sweet and giving!" he went on and now there were tears in my eyes...again! "Do you know what college girls are like nowadays?" I had to admit I really wasn't sure. "So many of them are just terrible!" he said, shaking his head. "They go to parties and will fuck anyone and everyone! I've been at parties where a girl will be in the bathroom, sitting on the commode and there'll be a line of guys waiting while she sucks each one off, for crying out loud! And they don't mind if they're being photo'd doing it! Can you believe that? And they're with different guys ever week or so! Do you think I want to be with that kind of girl? Or they drink until they throw up or pass out, or both! Or they're using drugs, and sometimes their really bad drugs. And when the addiction gets bad enough for them, they'll do anything to get more drugs, and I mean anything. But mostly, they don't seem to have an honest or original thought or opinion about anything, especially anything important! They talk about movie stars or pop stars or their songs, or they gossip constantly about other girls or guys! I'm telling you, it's a wasteland out there, Marie!" He finally stopped, and I couldn't help but notice that his voice had been shaking. He really meant what he was saying. "I want more than that" he added quietly, exhaling slowly. "I've been wanting more than that for a long time, now." The look in his eyes and the tone of his voice told me he wasn't lying. But it told me more. Cade was in love with me. And boy, was I in trouble because right then and there I knew I was in love with him, too. I got up and went around to him then knelt down beside his chair. I wanted to say it to him then, but I knew he should be the one to say it first. "What do we do about this then, baby?" I asked him quietly. "What do you mean, Marie?" he asked back. Then he paused. "You can't get past the age difference thing, can you?" he asked gently. I paused, not wanting to hurt his feelings. "You have to admit it is a factor," I said. He started to say something, but I put a finger to his lips. "Hear me out, baby" I said. I got back up and went back over and sat down. "First, I don't ever, and I mean ever want to be the reason by your studies start to lag off. No...hear me out" I said gently. "You are so close to your goal now, Cade and you've done so well!" I said emphatically. "Second, just like any 'older woman' out there, I'd be crazy not to worry that this is mostly a physical thing, and Cade...you've got to know that when a relationship is mostly physical, it will not last the test of time. Cannot last. Because in the long run, the physical amounts to five percent or less of the total time you'll spend with each other for the rest of your lives. There has to be more. You said so yourself. You want more." I paused, catching my breath. "And so do I, Cade!" I went on. "Steve was good to me, early on, but I could tell his career and being 'somebody important' began to take control of him and his motives, and eventually it took control of his appetites, too. I see things in you that are very attractive and commendable! And I'm not just talking about the physical...which is... mind blowing!" I went cross-eyed for a second, trying to lighten the mood. But you know how to laugh at yourself too, Cade! And I can tell you have your head screwed on straight and tight, and I adore that! You have a great sense of humor, a wonderful smile that makes me wet, and you are so smart and fun to be around and talk with! And you're ambitious and know what you want and aren't afraid to work hard to get it! And the truth be told, in the almost 24 hours I've been with you know, I haven't seen anything to scare me off, and I mean anything!" He sat back then, a little more relaxed. "Soooo?" he asked tentatively. "Sooooo..." I answered. "Look, Marie!" he said. "I want this to work! I want *us* to work!" he said emotionally. "And I'm telling you right now that I don't give a shit about the age difference. Sure, it seems like a lot right now, but the more we're around each other, you'll see it won't mean near as much!" He looked in my eyes. "Please don't break this off with me, Marie" he said, and now there were tears in his eyes. "Oh, my baby!" I said, getting up and going around to him. He pushed away from the table and I sat in his lap. I put my arms around him. "I don't want to break up, silly! I want to know how to make it *work* for us! For *both* of us!" I was looking him in the eye and I could see the relief wash over his face. "The way we've been this weekend...how *good* we've been together...what would make you think I would want to break this off, Cade?" I asked him gently. He paused and swallowed hard. "I guess because it's so good being here with you, and just having such a really great time with you, and... well..." "Hey, you wanna get dressed and do something?" I asked. "How about I ask you to do something 'classically female'?" "Er...like what?" he asked, tentatively. "Why don't you help me make this house more mine, now that Steve is out of the picture? Why don't you help me...you know...move things around a little and let's make it more to *our* liking?" I smiled and clapped my hands. "You wanna?" "Sure!" he said. I think he liked that part I added about making it more to "our" liking. "Where do you want to start?" For the next couple of hours, we moved stuff around and made some changes I'd been wanting to make for a long time. It felt good and therapeutic, doing it with Cade there, and we laughed and talked the whole time we worked together. It was a good exercise, just to see how he'd react and behave to it all, and he actually came up with several really good ideas as well! It was about 1:30 and we were hot and sweaty and we needed a break. I walked up to him and hugged and kissed him lightly. "Thank you for your help, kind sir! It was a lot more fun having you do it with me" I smiled. All of a sudden I had an idea. "Hey, when you grilled those steaks last night, you didn't get a chance to see the fenced in portion of my back yard, did you?" I asked. "Nope." I grabbed his hand and smiled. "Follow me!" I went out the rear french doors and through the gate and then I heard him exclaim "Wow! You have a *pool*!" "I sure do" I giggled and began to strip. "Last one in's a rotten egg!" I called out. I stripped naked and in I went. I hadn't been in the pool since early that summer, but our pool guy came by regularly and kept it really clean. It felt spectacular! It only took a moment for Cade to come out of his daze, and then he was stripping down and dove in after me. He came up in front of me and took me in his arms. I wrapped myself around him, giggling. "Pretty cool, huh?" I asked. "Really *way* cool, Marie! This is a neat surprise!" We were in about five feet of water and Cade was holding me tight. The water was the perfect temperature, but then it was August! I felt Cade's cock bumping up against my cunt. He was getting hard and he new I could feel it there. I smiled knowingly at him. "What can I say, darling!" he smiled. "You really do something for me!" I paused for a second. "I could really get used to hearing you say things like that to me" I said quietly, then kissed him deeply, our tongues swirling. I reached down between us and found him ready for me. For ten years, I'd only known Steve's cock, and Cade's seemed monstrous by comparison. Plus toward the end, Steve had trouble getting hard and staying hard, and sometimes it would go soft during sex, which did horrible things to my ego. Granted, Cade was a *lot* younger than Steve, but it was clear I turned him on and it made me very bold, and I missed being bold and forward with a man. I took hold of him and guided him to me, rubbing his big rubbery head against my slit, then slowly helping him to guide it into me. Ooof! I was tight and tender inside, and he was very hard and quite large. But it felt so good, being manhandled by him, suspended in the pool with my legs around him. I was spread wide for him, and I'm sure it was a very inviting position for him to take advantage of me with. His eyes were hooded and I could tell he really wanted me. "Oh, Cade!" I cooed into his mouth. Slowly, he worked himself into me and then I was fully seated and grinding into him. "Oh, fuck, baby girl!" he groaned. "Your pussy is *so* hot!" He kissed me madly then, and I got wetter as I felt the intensity and passion in his mouth. "Oh god, baby!" I cried out. "Cum in me, Cade. Fuck me hard and cum in me, baby!" I had my arms around his shoulders and I was trying my best to ride him up and down in even strokes that would help get him off. I was making all manner of grunting and groaning noises and for a second he looked around and looked nervous. "My nearest neighbor is about a quarter-mile away, baby" I groaned. He then, and was soon making just as much noise as me. His large hands had my lower hips captured and he was moving me up and down on his long stiff cock. "Oh baby, you feel so good!" he groaned into my mouth. "I'm getting close now, honey" he said. "Cum with me?" he asked. I nodded frantically. "I'm there, Cade!" I cried out. "Oh, yessss!" And then I was cumming hard on his long pole and my movements became less coordinated. He was really ramming my pelvis down onto him then, and his breathing became loud and raspy. "Oh, Marie! You're so tight and silky, baby!" he cried out. He pulled me down hard onto him about ten more times and then I felt him swell up and spasm inside me. "Look at me, Marie!" he cried out suddenly, and we locked eyes as he came up into me. He held me down tight on him while he came, and the look in his eyes made me cum again. It was so intense that I think I saw his eye color change and all at once he looked so damned powerful and in so much pain all at the same time. It hurt so very good. I never wanted the moment to end. Chapter 6: Saturday Evening We played in the pool a little while longer afterward, then got out. I suggested a shower, and then we grabbed a beer. "How about a homemade pizza tonight? I said. I hadn't brought up him spending the night again, mostly because I was afraid he would think he needed to get home. "That sounds great!" he called out from the bedroom. When he came out he had his cell phone in his hand, and my stomach jumped a little. "Marie, would it be all right if I stayed again tonight?" he asked, a little sheepishly. I looked into his eyes. "I was really hoping you would want to" I said smiling. "But I don't want problems at your folks house, either." He waved that off like it was a non-issue. "I do this a lot, and it's gotten more frequent the further I go with college. They've never had a problem with it. Like I said, I'm no problem child for them. I take care of my schooling and they in turn have learned to stop worrying so much. It'll be fine!" And it was. His parents were just glad he called, and the call was over in less than a minute. My heart soared within me. Another night together! I was like a teenager in love again, and it felt good. I found some casual stuff Cade could wear and put all his things into the wash. He told me I didn't have to mess with it, but I found myself enjoying doing it for him. He was in the utility room with me when I loaded the washer and made an offhand comment about maybe carrying more clothes with him from now on, plus an overnight bag. I turned to him and put my arms around him. "You are always welcome here, Cade. Whether or not you spend the night. Of course, I'd love for you to spend every night you can here, but that's going to have to take a back seat to your studies, right?" I went on. "It would certainly be fine with me if you packed extra clothes plus your toiletries or whatever. If you've got spares, you could even..." and then I stopped. "Leave them here?" he finished for me. "If you feel comfortable doing that, yes" I said. "Look, Cade. I don't have children and I don't have any boyfriends coming over here, or parents or relatives even for that matter. I'm a transplant here, so other than a few girlfriends, I know very few people. And as far as boyfriends go... until I met you, I was thinking I was probably going to be alone for a long time just trying to get past this divorce. So there's no one to bother us here or start a problem for either of us. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I feel comfortable with you here, and I want you to feel comfortable here, too." He smiled then, and seemed to accept that. "C'mon, babe. Let's go make that pizza!" We made the pizza and a big salad, and ate every bite of it, then finished off the leftover cheesecake as well! I could see I was going to have to go shopping next week! After dinner, we sat in our "new" living room, then went back into the den, where it was more cozy and less formal. We had the TV on, but the sound was way down and we were just talking comfortably about everything and nothing. I decided that was a good time to tell him the truth about me not being able to get pregnant. He seemed very sad for me about that, something I had not expected. He asked several questions about the medical reasons for it, then just held me for a long time as I curled up next to him. We decided to go back to bed around 10. I found a new toothbrush for him, and he used some of my deodorant, which pretty much ensured he would bring his own next time! I changed the sheets while he was cleaning up for bed, then he came in and helped me finish the bed. We crawled into bed and talked more about how we grew up as kids and what our parents were like. He wanted to know about my job and how I liked it. It was just a really nice evening. The longer we laid there, the more we realized we were constantly touching each other. We were laying there nude, so it was easy to see he was becoming aroused again. I asked him if he'd always been this easy to get hard, and he said definitely not. "There's something about you, Marie. It's your voice, your personality, your intelligence. It's your eyes, your touch, and of *course* your body! And I'd be lying if I didn't say that your pussy is just to die for, also. What can I say, baby? I've never been with a woman who turns me on so much like you do!" he had been kissing my belly while he was talking and just naturally worked his way further south. He inhaled deeply. "I can tell that you're wet from your smell" he groaned. "Your smell makes me want you, Marie. It makes me want you really bad!" he groaned. He lifted my legs up and spread them wide, gently and slowly, just staring at my pussy. "You are *so* beautiful down there, Marie." He said as he slowly lowered his face and tenderly kissed my moist lips. He pried them gently apart with his tongue, probing and teasing me. "Oh, Cade!" I exclaimed softly. "You do that *so* well, baby!" I cooed, taking his head in my hands. He grabbed a pillow and put it under my rump to angle me upward, then he made slow gentle love to me for a long time then with his mouth until I came, crying out to him in my passion. My pussy had taken me over recently, and right now pretty much everything else ceased to exist except for my pussy and his mouth. It became the core of my being and his mouth the fuel I had been starved for for so long. My orgasm was painful, and not just because my pussy was still tender from so much recent use. It was painful like all my orgasms had been this weekend because they were *real*, and they were powerful. Cade wanted me to cum. He took great delight in bringing me to my climax, and took care and pride to do it in the most loving way. I didn't know it but that's what I'd needed all my life, and now that it was finally happening for me, it was painful. But in a very beautiful way. When he took his face away from me, it was glistening, and he was smiling. I pulled him up to me and kissed him deeply and thanked him for that wonderful treat. His face smelled and tasted like me, and it turned me on somehow. I looked down and noticed that he appeared to be painfully hard and the head of his cock was coated with his glistening precum. "Bring him up here to me" I said quietly, and he did. I kissed the tip of his cock head, running my tongue around it and savoring the salty taste of his precum. Then I sucked him gently in, teasing the underside with my tongue. I was as gentle has he had been, but every bit as tortuous. I gently reaching my palm out under his balls and very lightly brushed them and then teased them with my fingertips. He groaned and his cock twitched in my mouth. I gave them a very gentle squeeze, then looked up at him and pleaded with him. "Now, baby." He groaned and moved down between my legs. I pulled the pillow out from under me and reached for him. He was pointing straight at my slot anyway, but I wanted the feel of putting him inside me. Unlike the pool, this time I was soaking and ready to accept his girth and length. He was so hot and so very hard as he slid himself into me and he groaned as he went it, and so did I. His tempo was driving me crazy, and he was using his full length to his advantage. His hands were on my ass, then my breasts, then my face, then our fingers would intertwine. It was magic and it seemed too good to be true. I rolled my hips upward and gave his thrusts back to him, urging him to go deeper. He was ever so gently with me, saying sweet and sexy things to me the whole while, and complimenting me. I gave myself completely over to him, and his thrusting became more insistent then and he grew inside me. I knew he was close and urged him on. I cared not for my own pleasure in that moment, only wanting him to take his own pleasure from me. "Cum for me, baby!" I called out to him. "Please cum, Cade!" He looked at me and his face changed and I recognized that his orgasm was upon him. "Oh, Marie!" he called to me. "Yes, baby!" I cooed. "Oooooh, it's *so* good, Cade!" I took his face in my hands and our tongues entwined and that magic moment overwhelmed us both as we shared our mutual orgasm the way only two loving lovers could. As he was cumming, his eyes changed again, and he looked through mine and down into my soul in that moment. "I love you, Marie Sanderson" he said, then kissed me. My heart flew and my mind soared. I was frightened, I was as high as a kite, I was giddy, but I knew I was in love, too. "I love you too, Cade Miller" I replied, then kissed him back. It was the best orgasm of my life. We laid there for a long time in each other's arms. He stayed hard for quite a while and we just basked in that feeling of being intimately joined. He would kiss me, then I would kiss him. There were tears in both our eyes, as we were so overcome by the emotion of the moment. No words were needed and none shared. He offered to go get me a towel or a washcloth but I wouldn't let him leave me. We laid there like that holding each other until we both drifted off. At some point in the night, he had awakened and covered us both up against the chill of the air conditioner. I think we both awoke several times and we kissed and touched and said 'I love you' again to each other in the darkness. We slept fitfully, but when we slept, it was sweet. I awoke in the morning to the feel of his fingers probing my pussy. I was on my left side and he was holding my bent right leg up high, giving his hand room to play. I felt something poke me and realized he was hard and ready to enter me. I reached behind me and stroked him gently then felt for his balls. He growled at me and muttered something about my devilish touch. I teased his balls a while longer, gently raking them and then touching them with just my fingertips. "I want inside you, Marie" he said hoarsely. I reached between my legs then and guided him to my hole, and he did the rest, sliding slowly up inside me as I adjusted myself to accommodate him. It felt so sexy, to still be half asleep and to be entered that way from behind while on my side. I had a fleeting thought of how would I be able to get through this week without him, but I put it out of my mind just as quickly. This moment would not last and I wanted to make the most of it. Cade was easily long enough to make this position possible, and it struck me that I'd never made love in this position before. Hmmmm. with his size, I was going to have to go on-line and try to get a copy of the Kama Sutra. I wanted Cade to always want only me, and I was determined to keep him happy with our sex life and to never let it grow dull. He hardened even more and then spasmed. I came right after he had entered me, but he had his arm over my right hip and was massaging my clit, which drove me right up to the edge of my cliff and straight off of it in one fell swoop. I'm pretty sure his cock head made contact with my g-spot several times thanks to his entry angle, and I vowed to try more things like this in the future also. Once again as we finished, he kissed he heatedly and told me he loved me. It was a wonderful way to start the day. Chapter 7: Inevitable Sunday We were both more quiet Sunday as we knew our weekend was coming to a close. We finally exchanged cell numbers and he gave me his parents home phone also, just in case. He got out his class schedule and we talked about how we might work out our schedules to meet again. We both admitted we did not want to wait until next weekend to see each other again. He said that the first week of any new semester at night school was almost never a full week of classes and that some professors only showed long enough for a brief intro for about a half an hour and then dismissed everyone. He asked if he could stop by with little notice if that happened and of course I said yes. I told him I didn't have to be at work until 9 each morning, so if he ended up staying here too late, and he didn't have too much homework that he could spend the night on a weeknight (please?)! He left that Sunday at 3pm, and when I got back in the house and closed the door, I started crying. I wasn't exactly sure why, but I knew it was for many reasons. In the end, if Cade and I didn't make a permanent thing of it, then I will still have had these memories with him, and I knew they would change my outlook about a lot of things. I already felt more self- assured and confident, and Cade had definitely given me the big-head about my looks, so I felt much better than I did a very short 72 hours previously. The house seemed quiet, but I had to trust in Cade's words and his character. He would be back, I just knew it. He called me to let me know he was pulling up safely in his folks house. It seemed like hours since he'd been gone, but it had only been 15 minutes. Silly girl! He called me from his room that night at about 8pm and we talked for almost 2 hours. Once again, I cried when we hung up, but I didn't let on how sad I was without him. That time would come soon enough, I thought. Chapter 8: Monday I was a basket case at work on Monday. All the girls could see a change in me and wanted to know what had happened that weekend, but I kept it to myself. I felt like I was back in high school and had broken up with my one true love. I kept thinking the worst. What if he changes his mind? What if he comes to his senses? What if? I just went through the motions and was miserable. Then it dawned on me. Steve had just left me. Dumped me for someone younger. My subconscious was fearing the same thing would happen with Cade. After all, it *was* too good to be true, right? Ah, hell! I was too shell-shocked to be thinking straight right now! And then I realized that I didn't trust in Cade's feelings enough to believe. I didn't trust in his love enough. And then I felt ashamed because he'd been so good to me this past weekend. But I was still desperate to know. Was this real? I stopped at the grocery store on the way home that evening and stocked up, spending nearly $200 on things for us. All the time I was in the store I kept thinking I was crazy for buying all this food. I told myself I'd eventually eat it if I didn't hear from him again. I was so damn insecure right now, and I knew in my heart it was because of what Steve did to me and how much i wanted Cade in my life now. I walked in the house just before seven, and after putting the food away, I sat at the kitchen table, looking at the clock on the wall. I was terribly depressed, now that the day's activity was over. The house was too damn quiet. I was trying like hell to believe in Cade and what we had. I couldn't ever remember a time when I'd felt this insecure! I knew it was because I needed him in my life so badly and I was terrified of going on without him now, after sharing such a dream-like weekend with him. At about 7:30, my cell rang, and it was him. It was him! I choked back a sob and got myself together as best I could. "Hello?" "Hey, Marie!" he said. "Hey!" "Whatcha doing?" he asked. "Oh, just moping around." Crap, there I went! I wasn't going to let on anything, either! I changed gears fast, then trying to sound more upbeat. "I just got home a little while ago after doing some food shopping and then had just finished putting it up when you called!" I said, then paused. "How was your day, Cade?" I asked tentatively. "Lonely, baby. Very lonely" he said, then silence. I paused. "I miss you, Cade" I said quietly. I paused again. I heard tires coming up the driveway. "Hang on a sec, hon...I think someone's coming up the driveway" I said, going to a front window. I was out the door in a shot and ran to his truck. I wouldn't let him out till I'd kissed him. "What a wonderful surprise!" I said, trying to hide the tears in my eyes. We got into the house and stood there hugging in the kitchen. "I was miserable today" Cade admitted. "I couldn't think about anything but you, Marie!" I was overwhelmed and the tears were there, once again. "Oh, Cade!" I said, my voice cracking. When I could speak again, I said "I had a *horrible* day today!" I confessed, and then it all came out of me and I started crying. "I couldn't think straight and I kept feeling your touch on me and hearing your voice, and..." I couldn't finish because Cade's mouth covered mine, and then he was carrying me to the bedroom. We made passionate love as our need was so great for each other. We talked afterward, laying there together as the day's light left the windows. I admitted to feeling terribly insecure and had told him it wasn't anything he'd done and that I knew it was the past few years of rejection with Steve that had brought it on. He held me then and comforted me, telling me he couldn't even think of not being with me. He admitted to wondering about our future, and wondered if I could stay in love with him at 8 years my junior. He'd been dumped twice in the last two years and he was pretty sick with worry himself that this would be just another failed attempt. We got up and I fixed us dinner and he helped me in the kitchen. We ate like starving wolves. We just kept touching each other, like we were trying to make sure we were really here or something. We both had some issues with rejection to work through and we promised to treat each other patiently and thoughtfully while we worked them out. Cade spent the night and we made love twice more before falling asleep. He went home the next morning when I left for work. We promised to call more often, just for a few seconds, until we got past some of the worst of our fears. Silly, I know, but he was precious and understood. Epilogue As the days and weeks went by, we became much more relaxed and confident in what we had. If either of us would have been the possessive type, we wouldn't have made it through this insecure phase. We clung to each other desperately, and our times together grew more dear to us. Cade looked for ways to help me around the house, and I tried to help him with his homework and papers for class. After just a week or two, his parents picked up on all his signals and wanted to know who the new girl in his life was. He and I talked about it and felt it was time to meet. They invited me over for dinner on a Friday evening, and we had a very nice night. His parents were nonjudgmental and seemed to think Cade had chosen wisely. Cade's Mom confided in me that they had been worried about him after his two recent breakups. Neither of his parents had approved of either of those previous "loves". Then she hugged me and said she was glad Cade had me. She saw that I was good for Cade and that I challenged him to be more, and that I should call her from time to time just to chat. I was so relieved and pleased with their reception of me. Cade went on to graduate at the end of the following year with honors from the university, and was offered a really nice job with a large company based in Midvale, a city about 30 minutes from my house. Cade and I decided to keep my house and had the interior redone and we eventually bought different furniture. It just made sense to stay there as we were centrally located to our jobs and his parents and our new friends. My house had appraised for almost three hundred and fifty thousand, and it was paid for as far as I was concerned, so why not stay? The memories of Steve were long forgotten anyway. We got the master bath redone and now there's a claw foot tub big enough for two in there and an awesome new shower. We redid the master bedroom and turned it into something we both love dearly. Cade and I married just a few weeks after he graduated. Two years later, I got pregnant and although my doctors said it was against all the odds, I had a 6 pound 4 ounce baby girl in the spring of that year. We named her Samantha and she is the love of our lives. Cade never stopped being my dream lover and he never stopped loving me, nor I him. And we are still crazy about each other to this day.