0 comments/ 13439 views/ 6 favorites Naked Souls Ch. 02 By: Tara_Neale Linda stared out across the tree-lined lawn of her apartment complex. She could see people walking their dogs and other jogging. A young mother was pushing her toddler in a stroller as he laughed and pointed to things. Linda felt the same poignant pang in her lower abdomen that she always did when she saw babies and young children. But a decade of trying for a baby had only led to more resentment and blame in her already tense marriage. It was another failure in a long line of them. She should be working on her online classes but the words had all just blurred together. Even her morning coffee did not taste as sweet. What was she going to do? Her job was history. Even if she won her unfair dismissal claim, she was too traumatized after the robbery to go back there. She loved her classes but at her age who went back to college? Most importantly, what the hell was she doing playing these cyber sex games with someone almost fifteen years younger than she was? Josh's proposal last night had shocked her. Another shock it seemed in a long line of them recently. Her husband's affairs. The divorce. Then just as she was rebuilding a life...the robbery and losing her job. It was almost too much. She felt as if she would snap at any moment. The very fact that she was actually considering Josh's proposal probably indicated that she already had. Should she go? Should she actually visit her young cyber lover? Linda had spent a lifetime playing it safe. In high school, she had been the good girl. Saving herself until on prom night her boyfriend proposed. They had married right out of high school and she had worked as a waitress to support him through college and then law school. She had been the good and faithful wife. No matter what he said about her weight, her inability to give him the son he craved, the tiny lines of life that showed in her face or the few strands of grey that began to dot her dirty blond hair. You could not even see them, not really. But he had seen them all and used them as an excuse to cheat on her with an intern at his firm. What's more he had compounded that sin by impregnating the girl. Then he had asked for a divorce so he could marry the woman-child before the baby was born. But she had survived that. Then the robbery. She had done all that she could to save the lives of her staff. What was a couple thousand dollars when compared with the human costs of a half dozen innocent lives? But the owners had not seen it that way. She should have put up more of a fight, not simply handed over the cash. They had even intimated that perhaps she was inn cahoots with the robbers. She was shocked when they fired her. Even though a very big part of her never wanted to go back there again anyway. Linda had done the 'right' thing by everyone else her whole life. She had sacrificed her desire to go to college for her husband's. She had even been willing to sacrifice her life for her employees. And where had it all gotten her? Where had being the 'good girl' led her? Divorced and fired...with only one real friend that gave a damn if she lived or died. And he was just words, pictures and video on electronic screens. Didn't she owe it to him? Wasn't a short trip the few hundred miles to his college the least that she owed to Josh? He had been there for her through so much. Even the hot video sex aside, he had been a friend. He had been the one that she told her concerns to after a hard day at work. He had been the only one texting and bugging her that day when it all fell apart. He had been there for her through so much. But was she ready for this? She was pushing forty and it was all down hill from here. She was divorced. She really ought to loose more than a few pounds. Hell, she had wrinkles and grey hair for goodness sake. And she was thinking about taking a twenty-two year old kid as her second lover. Only the second lover of her whole life. She truly had snapped. Because before she could change her mind, Linda had brought up an app on her phone and purchased a plane ticket to the city where Josh went to college. She had added the optional three days at a hotel which boasted it was on the edge of the campus. She had even booked a rental car. The insanity was complete. *** What was she doing here, Linda asked herself. It was the same question that she had been asking herself while she packed her suit case. While she took a cab to the airport. Through security. It was the question that repeated itself like a mantra for the whole two hour flight. She did not have to wait for luggage as she had packed only a single overnight case. But she had almost bolted during the brief wait at the car rental counter. The tiny sane portion of her brain that remained begged her to forget this lunacy and take the next flight back to her safe, sterile world. Then the insanity asserted itself once more. What was there to go back to? Ever. No husband. No job. No real friends. Nothing. What honestly did she have to loose? The answer was a resounding...Nothing. So she had thrown the overnight bag into the trunk of the compact rental car and driven the half hour across town in rush hour traffic to the chain motel that was as non-descript as her life. Nothing luxurious. Just a king size bed, a television and a few cheap lithographs on the wall. It lacked any charm or personality. Much the same as her life. Functional but sterile. As sterile as her womb. After tossing her bag in the tiny closet by the door, Linda collapsed on the end of bed. She sighed heavily. What now? She was here. As far away from the safety of her unpredictable world as she could get. So what now? She had not managed to work up the nerve all day long to even answer a single one of Josh's dozen or more messages. She feared that he had finally given up on her since her phone had been silent for a couple of hours now. What if she came all this way for nothing? Tears welled up in her eyes. Half of lifetime. She had wasted half of her life playing it safe. Doing what everyone else thought she ought to do. Not only had it not made her happy, she had not even been a success at it. A failure as a wife. A failure as a manager. Hell, she was such a failure as a mother that she had not even been able to get pregnant. If her ex-husband was to be believed her worst failure was as a lover. So once more Linda wondered...what the hell am I doing here? The insane answer that echoed off the sterile walls of her mind was even louder...what the hell do you have to loose? That battle of conscious could have continued indefinitely but for the tiny ping from her purse that lay next to her on the bed. Without even looking, she knew it was him. Josh. But she did look. His message was succinct and straight forward, a brashness that she envied. 'Where the fuck r u?' She chuckled as she typed out the truth, giving him the room number of her hotel. For once in her life, Linda was throwing caution to the wind. She was doing what she wanted, not what was safe, not what other people expected of her. The phone was silent for a long moment. Too long. Her mind filled with doubts. Maybe he had not really expected her to come. Probably not as well as he knew her. Maybe he did not really mean it. Maybe he had simply wanted to keep it all a fantasy. Maybe she had destroyed all that with her brash actions. Maybe she had destroyed her one real friendship? The phone pinged again with a single word response...'really?' She chuckled with relief as she typed, 'yes really.' There was no pause this time between response. 'B rght over.' Once more the voice of reason screamed out in Linda's mind. What have you done? But Linda did not have time to dally over such inconsequential. There was too much to be done before Josh arrived. And not enough time to do it. Rushing to the closet she grabbed her bags and threw things about the room looking for the perfect outfit. She finally decided upon a black dress that she often wore to work. It was smart but not what anyone would consider sexy. But that was the point...to be fully clothed. Conventional even. She stuffed everything haphazardly back into the overnight bag and flung it back into the closet as she made a mad dash for the shower. It would have to be quick. But after hours on the plane she wanted to feel fresh when he got here. She had just finished her shower and gotten into her bra and panties when the knock at the door came. She reached for her stockings and dress. "Hold on a minute," she shouted through the closed door as she pulled the hose up first one leg and then the other. She pulled the dress quickly over her head and smoothed it down as she peered at herself in the mirror. Her face glowed from the warmth of the shower. There were a few stray hairs that had come loose from the clip that held it up in the back but they only softened the appeal. Overall she was as pleased as she could be with her appearance. She might easily have gone into one of her morose, self-critical examinations had it not been for the louder knock at the door. It demanded her full attention. "Coming," she replied with a final glance in the mirror as she steeled herself for whatever lie ahead. Linda drew in a depth and steeled herself as her trembling fingers turned the knob to open the door. She plastered a smile on her face as she drew it back. She was not one-hundred percent certain what she expected but the young man on the other side was taller and broader of shoulder than the webcam gave him credit. Honestly, he was much more handsome than her ex-husband ever had been, even in college. His sandy blond hair was cut short in a style that suited his long narrow face. Even fully clothed Josh was impressive, but Linda knew that those clothes hide his best attests. Perhaps she was some dirty old woman, she thought as she stared at the smiling young man. But her only thought was...I want to see him naked. In the flesh and just the flesh. "Josh?" she greeted him with more than a little uncertainty. His smile broadened as he nodded, "May I come in?" Linda shook her head as if to clear the cobwebs from the corners of her mind. "Yes, yes, of course." Why else had she come almost a thousand miles? She continued to stare at him as he walked in. The young man had some undefinable presence about him, an authority, a sexuality that hung to him like a second skin. Linda suddenly felt very shy. Once more reason screamed loudly in her mind, 'what are you doing here? This man is way out of your league.' When he turned to face her once more, Josh wore a stunning smile. "I am so glad to meet you, Linda. I honestly never thought you would come," He toed the thick brown carpet like a recalcitrant little boy. His honesty and vulnerability drew forth her own, "Me either. I still am not sure what I am doing here. This is crazy," she stuttered as she too looked down at the carpet. Silence hung like fecund spirit as each was lost for a long moment in their own thoughts, insecurities and pointless musings. Josh was the first to break it. "Well, I am glad you did come." He blushed slightly as he chuckled, "Well, you haven't yet but hopefully we can correct that before the night is over." Linda joined him in the nervous giggle as she too blushed. "So what now?" Josh shrugged those so broad shoulders, "That is up to you. We could talk a bit. I know a bar that is open all night. We could get a beer and chat." She nodded. Had she come all this way, spent all that money on tickets and hotel just to chat in some dingy bar until the break of dawn? "Or you could get naked while we chat here," it was not a question. She was nervous but did her best to keep that from her voice as she waited to see whether Josh would obey. Anyone obeying her, other than at work, was a novel idea. She did not have to wait long as his long fingers reached for the hem of his t-shirt. He tugged it over his head and tossed it aside in one smooth motion. She bite her lower lip as his fingers fumbled with his belt, even as he was kicking his sneakers off. He seemed more eager to be free of his clothes than she was to see him naked. Her hand reached out and covered his ass the leather sprang free of the metal hook. "Slow down, Josh. I want to enjoy the show." He nodded as she smiled and drug him fully into the room. She placed him across the room, in front of the television, as she took up a post at the foot of the bed. Then she nodded her head, "Continue now." Some part of her marveled, wondered at the authoritative tone inn her voice. Sure, she had been a manager for close to a decade, but that was work. She had never thought to be anything but submissive as a lover. Until now. Until this man-child. She watched as those fingers fumbled with the button on his jeans. Her eyes were glued to the bulge in the front of them, which was probably a good thing for she would have felt far less comfortable had she seen the seductive smirk on his face. The prey had become the hunter as he slowly lowered the zipper. His movements became like slow motion used on replays at ball games as he slowed pushed the jeans down to reveal navy blue boxer briefs that revealed as much as they hid. Linda bit her lower lip harder as she watched him wiggle out of the jeans. He stood before her now in just his underwear and socks. "Get rid of the socks," she ordered as she reveled in tingly anticipation that made her feel alive for the first time in...perhaps forever. Josh obeyed her instructions and that tingly feeling took on new depths. Heady heights soared above her and filled her with lust. "Now the shorts." Their eyes met as she waited to see if he would obey this command as well. Would this stunning specimen of youth and manhood actually surrender, make himself vulnerable like that to her? She did not have long to wait as he smiled and nodded. His hands went inside the material at his hips and began to push downwards. His cock sprang free almost immediately. It was not porn star large, but it was slightly longer and thicker than her ex's had been, but she had suspected that from the webcam. What shocked her a bit was how swollen and dark the head was as it bobbed free just feet from her. It was glistening too, beginning to leak the clear fluid of pre-come from the tip. Linda unconsciously licked her lips as Josh continued to push the briefs lower until he could kick them free. He rose like a phoenix from the ashes as he towered over her. She wanted to reach out and touch him. Touch it. His hard and throbbing cock that bounced just a bit with each of his heart beats. But she was not ready to end this show that quickly, "Turn around. Slowly, Josh," she ordered. He smiled and nodded, "Yes, Ma'am," as he began to turn very slowly. Linda smiled even as she returned to biting her lower lip. The broad shoulders that she had noticed when he stood in the doorway gave way to a muscular back that tapered at the waist. But it was his round ass that held her attention. She remembered one of the stories that he had sent her. The woman in it had gone so far as to spank the young man. Would she have that kind of nerve? She would have never thought so. But she would have never thought she would actually have the guts to purchase a plane ticket on the spur of the moment and travel almost a thousand mile to meet a much younger man that she did not really 'know.' She certainly would have thought herself capable of commanding that young man to strip naked for her. Let alone having the authority for him to obey. Linda was no longer certain who or what she was. All she knew was that it felt right. Being here now with this young man. With Josh. The man that had been her friend for months. She inhaled deeply. It calmed her. Renewed her. Increased her sense of power as he turned to face her once more. Awaiting her next instruction. Awaiting her pleasure. It was a heady feeling. One that Linda was certain she could get used to. Naked Souls Ch. 03 "Touch yourself," she demanded. Her eyes fixed to his hard cock. His hand trembled a bit but obeyed. His long fingers wrapped about the thick shaft as he began the slow up and down motion that she knew so well. Linda sat transfixed. She had watched this young man do this same thing dozens of times. She knew exactly the pressure and timing that he would follow. Slow and steady but firm at first as his passions built. Then the pace would quicken. His abdominal muscles would tighten as the zenith of his passions reached a crescendo. Then like the fountain of youth he would pour forth his offering. But this time was different. So very different. This time he was not on the fifteen inch screen of her laptop. He was not hundreds of miles away. This time he was so close that she could easily reach out and touch him. Which she did. Her softer and smaller hand joined his, wrapped just above his around the spongy soft head. She toyed and played with it for several long moments. Her gaze was transfixed to the slit at the tip. She watched as clear liquid began to seep from it. It coated her hand and made the movements even easier. What would he taste like? Her mind had barely registered the thought. Blow jobs were not particularly her thing. She could count on her fingers the number of times she had done that for her ex. Usually for anniversaries, birthdays or some other special occasion. The smell and salty almost bitter taste had never appealed to her. But this was different. So very different. She almost needed to discover how this young man tasted. Before she could convince herself otherwise, she lowered her head and licked just at the tip. The clear fluid stretched like an invisible string from the tip of his throbbing cock to her tongue as if it could bind them somehow. Then it registered. The taste. Yes, it was salty. It was sweet though too. An unusual mixture of flavors that she could not quite describe. Sweetness and savory. She lowered her head again for a second sample. This time her whole mouth enveloped the head of his cock as his hand continued to very slowly stroke at the tumescent flesh. She savored the taste again. Like a fine wine she sipped at him slowly, leisurely. It was full-bodied and ripe but with just a hint of sweetness to balance the bitterness. She became a connoisseur of this particular elixir. Linda was barely aware that Josh's hand had moved out of the way. That it was her mouth alone that now worked at the solid length of him. Up and down she moved, taking more and more deep into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. She would have pulled back then but suddenly she felt his strong hands entwined in her hair. He held her head in place as his hips began to slowly rock back and forth, augmenting her own movements so that a bit more of his throbbing flesh slipped past her throat. She gagged a bit. Never had she gone this far. But it was not far enough. For the first time she looked up. Through the tears that had gathered in her eyes as she gagged she saw the smile that stretched across his youthful face. She too smiled around the thickness in her mouth. She nodded her head and continued to take as much as she could into her mouth. Josh seemed to understand her unspoken plea as he increased the speed and force of his thrusting against her face. Linda willed herself to relax. She closed her eyes and focused all her energy upon the tense muscles in her throat. She silently commanded them to open, to allow this intruder to pass unimpeded. She breathed deeply through her nose and thrust her head forwarded with his next movement. The bulbous head slipped past the tight strictures of muscles at the back of her throat as she swallowed him whole. "Fuck," he spat as his hips increased their tempo, pounding at her face like the tide during a violent storm, churning up the sand from the seabed. But still the hurricane raged. Whether it was seconds or minutes, Linda never knew. But just when she swore that she would faint from oxygen deprivation, Josh thrust as deeply as he could. Her nose buried in the coarse hair above his pubic bone as his offering burst forth. This time not on some screen but into her mouth and throat. Linda swallowed. Not because she wanted to, though she did. But because she had to. She took in great gulps of air as well as thick strands of come. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful as his flesh pulsated and danced inside her mouth. Yes, it was definitely sweeter tasting than her ex had been. Though to be fair, she had never swallowed his like this. Josh's fingers in her hair released their death grip. Linda slowly pulled back the length of his still throbbing cock. She licked the final strand of thick, creamy spunk from the head. 'Spunk?' she turned the word over and over in her head before she let out a girlish giggle. It was not a word that she would have ever thought to use before. But it seemed right somehow. Josh stared down at her. His face was red and his eyes held a hundred, unasked questions. "You know now might not be the best time to laugh. You could give a guy a complex or something." Linda's giggles turned into full fledged laughter as she bent forward and softly kissed the tip of his now shrinking cock. "Now the absolute best time to laugh, Josh. I'm alive. And that is all that matters right now. Can't you feel it?" He shook his head and stared at her as if she had a dozen heads. But Linda was not to be deterred. This night was about discovering everything that she had been missing for a lifetime. She reached out and took his hand in hers. She tugged softly until he collapsed on the bed next to her. She was nervous. Uncertain what to say. Her courage fled like a flock of geese when the first shot of a rifle rang out. She wanted this but at the same time nothing if her life had prepared her for this moment. She was not a natural risk taker. She had spent a lifetime playing it safe. But there was nothing safe about this. About him. He smiled at her as he caressed a drop of liquid from the corner of her mouth. "Seems to me that I owe you one." Linda frowned at his words uncertain what exactly he was babbling about. But she reddened instantly at his next words. "Take off your panties." She sucked in a deep breath, understanding now exactly what he meant. Was she ready for that? If the blowjob was a novel experience, one that she rarely delved into, then this was completely uncharted territory. Did she dare? She thought of her flight, the cab ride here. She thought too of those moments locked in the storeroom uncertain if she would live to see another hour, let alone another day. She had been given a gift. A second chance to life and love, to experience everything she never had before. Oh yes, she most definitely dared. Her hands trembled as she reached beneath the dress. She tugged and pulled at the elastic waistband as she lifted her hips. The process was neither quick nor graceful but in the end she managed to pull the scrap of silk from beneath the folds of her dress. Like a magician proudly displaying the rabbit by the ears, she held them above his face. His long strong fingers encircled her wrist. His eyes held hers as he drew her hand forward. He buried his handsome face in the soft material and inhaled deeply. Linda blushed even more. She realized that the blowjob had aroused her, that the panties were stained with her own clear offering that had dripped from between the folds of her wet cunt as she sucked and gagged and swallowed. "Yummy," he pronounced as he rolled onto his back next to her. "Sit on my face." Linda's eyes widened as breath caught in her throat. His words shocked and thrilled her. She bit her lower lip as doubts assailed her. This was so intimate. All of the natural feminine insecurities that had kept her from enjoying this pleasure before raised their nasty head again. What if she was not clean enough? She gotten unbelievably wet while she ministered to him. What if she smelled down there? What if she tasted bad? "I said sit on my face," he commanded once more. Linda felt a tingle of some unnamable emotion. Excitement? Yes. Fear? A bit. Uncertainty? For sure. But it went beyond all those things. Only her determination to live and experience everything she had been missing for so long powered her legs as she turned over and rose above him. She nervously smiled down at him as she straddled his handsome face but the stark reality of the situation was a bit too much so she arranged the hem of her dress so that it covered even that. But Josh was not satisfied, "No, turn the other way." Linda lifted her skirts and stared down at him confused. He gave a light love tap to her outer thigh and motioned with his finger that she should spin around so that her head faced his feet. Her face crinkled in even more confusion but she obeyed, realizing that this position gave her the anonymity she sought. It was far easier to stare at the young man's shrinking cock and feet than position her skirts to hide his face due to her shameful wantonness. "Better," he pronounced as she felt his hands caressing her outer thighs as he tugged her softly back towards him. She used her arms on the bed near his thighs to steady herself until she found a relatively comfortable position. Linda was not certain what she expected but the light kisses and caresses of his tongue along her inner thighs were nice enough. Perhaps he was having second thoughts. Perhaps this task was not to his liking. She reddened and was about to broach the subject tentatively when she felt one of his hand that had moved from her out thigh around to her soft tummy stroke lower. The way that it rested just above her pubic bone allowed it to naturally open the folds of her feminine flower. Then it happened. He blew lightly across the wetness that coated her clitoris. Linda moaned as she felt her legs tremble and threaten to give way. That was the only warning she got before his lips captured the hard nub and sucked strongly on it. Linda naturally sank back a bit onto his head but he did not seem to mind as he only suckled harder upon her flesh. She moaned and sighed as the tingles from that tinny bundle of pure nerve endings began to spread across her belly up to her breasts within the too tight confines of her bra and the dress. It felt like an unwelcome stricture, like a straightjacket even. She wanted to strip the dress off over her head and rip the bra off in the process. She wanted to knead her bare breasts and twist the hard nipples. She knew though that would ruin the fantasy for him. Besides a very large part of her remain too insecure inn her body for such a thing. Instead she contented herself with kneading and tugging through the layers of material. Perhaps the sensations were not as intense but they were sufficient to augment Josh's ministrations to her love button. She began to rapidly ascend the heights that she knew would take to her the zenith of orgasmic bliss. Linda closed her eyes and ground her hips against his face, lips and tongue as she sought out more pressure, the perfect combination that would take her over the edge. She rode his face like a cowgirl racing the barrels at the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo. She seated herself firmly and pushed back, unmindful that her full weight might make it difficult for Josh to breathe in this position. It was not that she meant to harm him, merely that she was so far beyond all thought of such things...of anything. She pinched her nipple hard through the offensive clothes. But it was Josh that sent her spiraling to the stars as his teeth firmly scored her clit, immobilizing it as his tongue worked it back and forth rapidly. Linda was panting and grinding against his rough face but still she could not quite break through the stratosphere into the dark reaches of outer space and true release. Then she felt thick fingers slip just inside of her wet folds. They pushed upwards firmly as he re-doubled his efforts to lick and suck her clitoris. Linda cried out as his digits pressed firmly upon another bundle of nerves just a couple of inches inside her wet cunt. Her rocket shot straight upwards headed not for the moon but for the unfathomed and unexplored reaches of deep outer space. She rode his tongue and fingers hard for a couple of moments, soaring higher and faster until she felt a pressure unlike anything she had ever felt before begin to build inside of her. She was coming uncontrollably and still it was not enough. Then it burst. The pleasure and pressure that had been building inside of her with each new level of this intense orgasm simply popped like a balloon. Not some cheap children's version for birthday parties. No, like a hot air balloon that sent her spiraling back towards earth as she felt an unfamiliar wetness gush from her floods. It truly was if a river had breached its banks and threatened to consume the farmer's fields and town surrounding it. She feared for a moment that Josh might drown in her flood waters. She tried to stop the flow much as she would try to automatically stop a stream of urine when someone walked into a public restroom. But it was impossible. She listened as carefully as she could given her muddled brain that was centered fully upon the pleasure that was burning her from within. She heard Josh gulping and slurping up the liquid even as his fingers moved deeper and faster inside of her. Reassured at least a bit that her lover would likely survive the onslaught, she gave into the pleasurable feelings and rode them likes waves of tsunami that crested but did not withdraw back to the sea for long minutes and hours. Pleasure just kept pushing her higher and further than she had ever known. Linda was completely mindless. Her muscles had become as useless at holding her weight upright as a bowl of warm Jell-O melting at a picnic in the hot summer sun. Her upper body collapsed forward onto Josh's thighs. Her hands somehow managed to grip his knees for purchase. She was shocked to feel a thick pressure jammed between her tits like a steel rod. It took her a long moment to realize that it was his cock. Josh was hard again. As hard as before. Perhaps more so. She felt her lover scoot upwards just a bit. She heard him gasp for air for a long moment, taking in several long gulps. His head was still buried between her thighs, hidden under her dress. But now the five o'clock stubble on his chin was applying the steady pressure on her throbbing clit. He turned his face and kissed first one then the other inner thigh. Linda reddened with an embarrassment that she had never known possible. She was mortified. She was certain that she had just peed all over this young man's handsome face. How could he possibly want to tenderly kiss her inner thigh? It must still taste like... She was too horrified to even consider it. Just when she would taken flight and raced to the bathroom, locking herself safely inside until her young lover gave up and went away, she felt the solid sting of a slap upon her outer thigh. "Suck my cock again," the rough voice commanded before Josh once more buried his face between her her thighs. Linda was shocked to find that she mindlessly obeyed her lover, shifting back and lifting the weight of her hips up off his face just a bit so that she was on her all fours above him. She stared down at his hard cock fascinated at the clear fluid that leaked from the tip. Would it taste just a sweet a second time? Something inside of her had to know. And so the lovers moved like a two backed beast of legends, sucking, licking and gurgling in one another's juices until both burst simultaneously into ecstasy that transcended the earthly realms. Together they soared to Olympus and Asgaad, tasting the forbidden nectar of the gods, sexual fulfillment that few people ever know in this world. Then they collapsed into sleep wrapped around one another like helpless newborn puppies whose eyes remain closed to the sharp lights of the new world into which they have been born. There would be time for reality and talk later. For right now, the deep sleep of satiation called to them and they obeyed. Linda stayed for two more days. Josh missed all his classes. But neither cared as they cocooned themselves into a lover's world of stolen pleasures. They ordered food to be delivered when their bodies demanded sustenance. They slept only when they absolutely must, satisfied and dreamless sleep that renewed and revived for another round of loving when they awoke. Sometimes they even talked. Linda learned that Josh had acquired this particular fetish from the mother of his best friend. He had been a geeky virgin through out high school. A loner with only one real friend, another geek who lived for gaming as well. They were inseparable. Until graduation, when his friend left for the Navy. Josh was lost. One day he had found himself wandering aimlessly. Nothing to do and no one to talk to for weeks and months until he began college in the fall. He could not even text his friend since cell phones are forbidden at basic training. Somehow or the other he ended up outside of his friend's apartment. Without thought he knocked on the door and his friend's mother let him in. She had been a single working mother. And without her son, the center of her universe for close to twenty years, she was lost. As lost as Josh had been without his one friend. He was never certain how exactly it happened but somehow or the other they found comfort in one another's arms. But like Linda, his friend's mother was uncomfortable with her mature body that had borne a child. Despite weeks and months as lovers, never once had she fully undressed with Josh. When Josh wen away to college the spell had been broken. They had drifted apart. His lover had begun to date a man from her work. Her confidence as a woman restored perhaps by the attention of her young protégé. Josh had been certain that he was doomed to a lifetime of loneliness. He had taken to reading Internet porn, especially cougar/cub stories. Then he had stumbled upon CFNM, clothed female naked male. For the first time he understood his compulsion. His fascination. His fetish. From time to time he had even indulged in it online. He had found forums and chatrooms where he could meet eager women to satisfy his needs. Linda had laughed when she realized that it was she who had been seduced by her young lover and not the other way round. He had not denied the charge, instead blushing sheepishly and nodding. She was certain that she would not be the last of his conquests as they kissed good-bye at the airport. Over the months they remained friends. They continued to game together. They laughed and chatted as before, but never once did Linda consider a repeat of that liberating trip to Josh's college. She suspected too that now that he had conquered her he was off to the next conquest, the next adventure. But she never asked and he never told. She began to rebuild her life once more, fuelled by the new confidence that she had found in her young lover. She had decided that a string of mindless jobs was beneath her. Instead she took the next step from her online courses and enrolled at the local college where she found herself surrounded by hundreds of young Joshes...especially the geeky twenty year old that was to become her lab partner. but that is another story.