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


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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.