0 comments/ 66944 views/ 3 favorites Terry's Visit By: applevalyan For the past few months, Valerie, my wife, has been in contact with an old friend from her hometown. She met Terry at her high schools' 25th class reunion, which she had to attend alone. She told me that they had been nothing more than good friends and that I had nothing to worry about. I told I trusted her and knew that she loved me and would never cheat on me. We had promised early in our marriage that if anyone sexually attracted us. We would discuss it between us and get the other spouses' approval before we made any moves. We have both made use of this promise, and it has strengthen our marriage. Valerie told me one night after talking with Terry for almost an hour, that he had admitted on the phone that he had a crush on her in high school but was afraid to approach her and maybe lose her friendship. Valerie said that she started to joke with him about it and that their talk turned a bit on the naughty side. She said that he made the statement that when he pasted near our house on one of his trips to Florida, that he could drop by for a 'quickie'. She said she laughed and said that would be fun but that I might be around the house. She said, that he said, that it would be all right with him if I watched. That got Valerie's mind going. We have talked and fantasized about me watching her having sex with another man and then later joining in and taking care of her fantasy of having two men at once. After hanging up the phone with Terry, she excitedly told me about her conversation with Terry. I could tell by the twinkle in her eyes and the giggle of her voice that she was excited about the prospect of a rendezvous with Terry. I told her that I loved the idea and if she really wanted to, to go ahead and make the arrangements for him to drop in some weekend and that we could make it a weekend for her to remember. She gave me a big wet kiss and reached her hand under my shorts and said that we needed to go to bed early. She called him back a couple days later [while I was listening on the cordless phone, Valerie knew I was listening], and told him our promise to each other and that she had talked to me about him and that I said that I approved of his coming by. Terry sounded surprised that Valerie and I had that conversation. She then told him about our fantasies of my watching and her doing both of us. He said that it would be fine with him as long as I didn't touch him [he has no worries there]. While they continued to flirt and tease each other on the phone, I started getting a hard-on. I started to rub Valerie's tits and pussy while she talked to him. He asked what was going on because her voice was sounding funny. She admitted to him I was fooling around with her. He asked her where I was touching her; she didn't hesitate to tell him. So I removed the long t-shirt she was wearing and really gave her something to tell him about. I put her on her side on the bed and got behind her. I slipped my now very hard dick in to her. She asked him if he was playing with himself. He must have been because she said; "Good. Because he just shoved his dick in me. I want you to cum with me." I've never heard my wife talk to any other man like that and it really turned me on hearing her nasty talk and moaning into the phone. It didn't take her or me long to reach orgasm. When she started saying louder and louder to Terry. "Oh, Oh, Oh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming. It felt like my balls turned inside out I came so hard. After about 30 sec. she was able to ask if he came. Then she said she was glad and would talk to him later. We've both talked to Terry a few times since then, and with Valerie's approval e-mailed him a few pictures of her in various stages of dress and undress. Terry and I have had some interesting talks about Valerie and of the pictures I've sent and of the ones I want to show him when he arrives. I also gave him directions to our house. Valerie and I made plans of what she would wear, where we would go, what we would do, and when to do it. It took a few discussions to get it right. We usual go so worked up about the 'what we would do', we'd end up having sex before we were finished planning. Terry arrived at our house a little after dark one Friday night. Valerie met him at his car and gave him a big hug. The weather was a little cool but still nice. Valerie wore a large tank top with her tits almost falling out the sides and a pair of old tight sweatpants she cut off extremely short just for this meeting. Valerie took extra care not to fall out the top, at least not yet! She also made sure she bent over enough to show some ass. Terry kept an eye on her while she finished supper and putting it on the table. I had told Terry that Valerie was a bit of an exhibitionist over the phone. Every once in a while a nipple would come out, she just looked at Terry and go "Oops" and put it back in. Terry would look over at me and I would smile and give a thumbs up. After supper was done and all the dishes washed, Valerie said she was going to shower and be back out in a little while. Terry and I joked about Valerie's tits popping out. I told him not to worry, that he would probably be seeing a lot more that that before he left. He blushed. Valerie came back out wearing only her black lace robe and carrying our new digital camera. [All planned] She said she wanted me to take a few pictures of her and Terry. Val had Terry stand facing me as she face him sideways leaning against him. I said, "Smile, on 2. One, two." On two Valerie reached down and grabbed his crotch, FLASH. His eyes were open WIDE in the picture. I then told Valerie to face me and for Terry to turn sideways facing Valerie and to grab onto her nearest tit. FLASH. I then told Terry to sit in a chair and for Valerie to stand in front of him and to spread her robe open a bit and to flash him her tits. FLASH. I then told her to open her robe and legs wide and to give him a good view, she did! FLASH. I told Valerie to drop the robe and for Terry to stand in front of her. I told Terry to put a tit in each hand and for Valerie to take his dick out and to hold it in her hands. FLASH. I told Valerie to face the camera and to put Terry's now hard dick in her left hand and for Terry to face Valerie and to hold her left tit in his left hand. I put the camera on the table focused on them. I took my own dick out of my pants, pushed the timer button and stood next to Val. She grabbed my hard dick with her right hand and I grabbed her right tit with my right hand. FLASH. Valerie wanted a couple more pictures of both of us all naked. We stripped and she positioned us. The first picture had me up against her ass and her bent over at the waist with Terry's dick in her hands almost in her mouth. Her other picture was a close up of her face with both our dicks at each corner of her open mouth. Terry and I put our shorts back on but Valerie remained naked. We went and downloaded those pictures to the computer so I could take more pictures later. And I did take some very nice porno shots and public flashing pictures that day. Around 11:30pm Valerie said that she was tired and was going to bed and would see us in the morning. I told Terry that I had better get to bed to if I wanted to get some before she went to sleep. Valerie already had the TV and VCR on when I got to the room. We had picked out one of our movies with a lot of moaning in it and started it about ten minutes later with the volume turned up a bit. We wanted Terry to hear it and think it was Valerie. Just after midnight, [Valerie said she would she us in the morning, right?]. Valerie went naked to Terry's room and opened the door. I heard her tell to stop jerking off and to come to our room and to watch a movie with us in bed. Valerie was leading Terry to our room holding his dick. She crawled in the middle of the bed and told us to get on each side. Valerie was now taking control of her night. I went straight for one tit and Terry for the other. As I reached down for her pussy, she was spreading her legs wide. My hand found a very hot and wet pussy. Terry's hand found its way there and we took turns fingering her until she came. I got out of bed and sat in a chair facing the bed and told Terry that since he was the guest here, he could have her first. He quickly got between her widely spread legs and entered her on the first push. He and Valerie quickly came and I will always remember the beauty of my wife's smiling face looking at me as another man fucked her. Terry got off and I told Valerie to roll over. I placed a pillow under her stomach to raise her ass up. I entered her just fucked pussy and was pleasantly surprised how tight my first sloppy seconds was. I didn't last long either and Valerie came again, her third time in twenty minutes. I held her as I rolled over, remaining in her as we fell asleep like that. Terry was in his room when I awoke in the morning. When Valerie got up Saturday morning, she took a shower and remained nude as she made breakfast for us. We told Terry our plans for the day, it sounded good to him. It was still in the 50's outside this morning but was to be in the upper 70's this afternoon. Val put on a burgundy colored tunic top that she occasionally wears as a short dress and tight legging to leave in but unknown to Terry I slipped a change of clothes in the van. We went to St. Augustine to look around. We parked near the center of St. George St. [If you've been to St. Augustine before, you know that St. George St. is the historic district and no cars are allowed on this street. It is a walking street only and almost a mile long.] We checked out the stores and street in one direction and headed back towards the van. Valerie wanted to check out the park on the other end but she said she needed to stop by the van first. When we got to the van, Valerie removed he legging. Now wearing just the tunic, off we went. Terry and I started having fun rubbing her barely covered ass as we walked. Not once did she object. Once we got to the park, Valerie insisted on me taking a few pictures of her and Terry. I got some nice ones. Some of my favorites were of Valerie bent over getting water from the fountain and Terry looking like he was walking by and seeing her half exposed ass. Terry lying flat on the grass and Valerie standing over his head with her legs spread. And the most daring, Valerie was bent over a cannon, dress to her waist and Terry kissing her pussy, and in the background, two guys looking at them. By 11am it was getting warm. We decided to go to a nice little snackbar at the beach for lunch. On the way over to St. Augustine, Valerie sat up front and Terry sat in the back. Valerie told him to now sit up front so he could see better. I don't think he knew what she meant, but I did. As we were driving down the road, I saw Terry do a double take. Valerie was removing her shirt and was now naked as I drove down the streets of downtown St. Augustine. She put on her open crochet top that only has three sets of strings to hold top together and a short semi-sheer skirt. The holes in the top are big enough that Valerie's hard nipples will poke through the holes and if behind her you can see the crack of her ass through the skirt. She has worn this outfit for me before, but it was an almost empty beach. Not to a possibly busy snack bar/restaurant, but she picked out what she wanted to wear. I'm glad I brought along the camera. I knew I was going to get some more very interesting pictures this afternoon. There were about ten cars in the parking lot when we arrived. I parked and opened the side door for Valerie and took a picture as she slid off the seat, the skirt slid up exposing her pussy and half her ass as she got out. She gave me a kiss and told me that she was horny. Jokingly, I asked her what got her so horny. She smiled and said that for one thing, she was playing with herself as Terry watched on the way over. I reached under the front of her skirt as Terry walked around the front of the van. Her pussy was definitely wet. I asked her if she was still willing to go inside dress as she was. She kisses me again and said, "Yes, more than ever." I was very proud of my girl. She didn't even try to cover even one time. As she walked across the parking lot, she lifted the back of her skirt so I could get an ass shot. Once inside, people looked at her tits, she just looked at them and smiled. Later, I noticed a lot of guys going to the bathroom and then I noticed that as you come out of the bathroom, you had a clear view under our table at Valerie's totally exposed pussy. She said she had lifted the skirt as she sat down so that she wouldn't get her pussy juice on her skirt, and then later noticed the guys looking under the table as they came out of the bathroom. She said she couldn't help but spread her legs wider. I reached down and put my finger in a wet and hot pussy. I brought her off in 30 seconds. Terry noticed what I was doing and kept watch. I gave him the camera to take a picture from the men's bathroom door under the table. After I brought Valerie off, we left. But not before drying the wet spot on the cushion where Valerie sat. One outside Valerie told Terry to get in the back with her. On the way to the van, Valerie started untying her top and had it open and off as she climbed in back of the van. By the time I was back on the highway home, she had her skirt off and was helping Terry to get his shorts off. I readjusted my rearview mirror so I could watch. She bent over and sucked on his dick a couple minutes and then faced him as she straddled him. She reached down and held his dick as she lowered herself onto him. She helped him off with his shirt as she road him. I finally heard her moan as she came, she remained in his lap a few minutes before getting off. I asked her if she felt any better she looked at me and smiled saying, "Yes, much better." I told her to rest because when I got home I was going to give her some more. She smiled again and said, "I hope you two can keep up with me because I hope to be well fuck and sore when Terry leaves tomorrow." Valerie remained nude the 30 miles to our house and still remained nude as she exited the van and walked in the house. In fact, she remained nude until she went to work Monday morning. Once we got in the house, I positioned Valerie on the end of the bed so I could stand behind her as I fucked her. As I was putting it to her, I asked her if she was sure she wanted to be well fucked. She moaned yes, yes, and I said OK, have it your way. Terry was standing there watching and slowly stroking himself. I told him to stop. I said that we were going to tag team her. I pulled out of Valerie and told him to take over but to pull out before he came and then I would take over again and that we would keep this up until we could go no longer. We kept at it for almost an hour. I think Valerie came about 6 times. She fell asleep right there over the end of the bed. I got a good picture of her totally soaked and cum covered pussy. Valerie slowly walked out of the bedroom a couple hours later and told us that was the best she had ever had. We ordered a couple pizzas and ate. I asked Valerie if she was ready for more. She smiled and said she was more than ready but were we. She got on the floor between my legs and had me hard in seconds then she sucked on Terry's cock and had it hard in no time flat. Valerie got off the floor and told us to follow her to the bedroom because she wanted us both to fuck her at the same time. We did. I came in all three holes that night. The next morning, when I awoke, I heard the shower running. Valerie and Terry were showering together. I told them to enjoy a one on one with each other before Terry had to leave. Valerie finally walked naked into the front room about three hours later she didn't say a thing but gave one big long kiss. She went to help Terry pack and walked him to the front door, gave him a kiss and said to call when he got home. After he left, she gave me another long kiss and told me that she loved me very much. Then she went to take a slow hot bath, after telling me she was sore all over. I went to the bedroom and retrieved the camcorder I secretly placed on top of the shelf in the corner. I checked it out. I think Valerie will like the images it recorded last night. The night my wife went into 'slutty freak mode'. She just ain't going to believe some of the things she did last night. I wonder if Terry is sore, or will remember what she did to him? I did change the tape while they were in the shower. I can't wait to see that tape. Terry's Visit A fictional account of an affair between man and woman of different ages and how they fared. I want to thank Terry M. for her life and encouragement. * I was standing near the baggage carousel waiting. Just waiting for a beautiful young girl I did not know. I ran the past year through my mind, the first e-mail I received from her, how she had responded to a story I had written in Literotica. How we had become friends over the anonymous airwaves and how we had reached this point. Terry. Terry. I kept repeating her name to myself maybe to reassure me that this was real, that she was really on that airplane. I felt like an old fool having written to her and having responded to her many questions but she had answered each of mine with a sincerity that bonded me to her as genuine. She was 18, or so she had written, when we started corresponding. Her questions gave me pause as many were so naïve but I considered that her virginity had perhaps left her with many unanswered questions. She professed to be an exhibitionist and have a desire to be seen by older men, perhaps even her own father. She had sent me photos of her nude body and she was stunning. And, here I stood awaiting this young girl now 19 and in college. She had written that she was coming to see me rather than spending spring break with friends. She was on her own, as she put it, and wanted to see her internet friend. One hears so much about the internet acquaintances, particularly those that are seeking illegal relationships, and I hoped beyond hope that she would be genuine. I had been widowed for almost 3 years and in that time had dated some but involved myself in my work and dwelled on the 29 years I had loved beyond love. At 52 years of age it was ridiculous of me to continue what had become a long distance infatuation with this young woman. Oh, yes, we had been talking over the internet for quite some time but now we were going to meet face-to-face. She had described herself vividly, petite, dark brown hair that is almost black, dazzling brown eyes, and an endearing smile. I had made a small sign that simply said Terry and I was going to hold it up when I saw someone nearing her description but I didn't have to. As I turned to look toward the entry way I saw her; petite, dark hair, beautiful. She looked straight at me and smiled and began walking my way. "Terry?" I half shouted. She smiled again than almost ran to me. I was scared coming all this way to meet a man so much older than me but here I was and I was determined to see it through. If he was ugly I would simply pass by him and find some solitary enjoyment. There he was, standing near the baggage carousel. He was as he had described himself, balding, a slight belly, brown hair, and blue eyes. And he had a captivating smile. Just then he called my name and my heart leapt. I think I was running when I jumped into his arms. He felt good, he smelled good. I was holding her close to me just enjoying the nearness of her and the smell of her soft perfume. I eased my hold on her enough so that we could look each other in the eye. It was then that she kissed me. Not a soft kiss but a hard passionate kiss that sealed everything we had said to each other in e-mails. I was sure everyone in the airport was looking, wondering why this beautiful young girl was kissing her grandfather this way. At that point I didn't care what anyone saw or thought; I just let it all go and kissed her. When we kissed my heart skipped a beat. It was as I had hoped it would be, long, sensual, and captivating. His arms engulfed me and I felt so safe and secure. I didn't want to end the kiss but we had to. Her luggage arrived and we left. All through the parking lot our conversation was mainly about the flight and how long it took and all sorts of random time killing mind numbing conversation. In the car she remarked about the scenery and how beautiful the area was. My home is in an area of larger acreages and somewhat secluded. Terry found it to her liking as well as the manicured lawn and neat home. Once inside I took her luggage to the guest bedroom. At first I thought of putting it in my room, but I didn't want to be presumptuous that she wanted to sleep with me. I showed her through the house and tried to make her feel at home. I had removed all pictures of my late wife but left the other family photos; children and grandchildren. His home was delightful; so charming and well kept. I felt immediately at home. I was taken aback when he put my luggage in another room but I understood. He was a gentleman and a little scared. I would take care of that soon. I felt that I needed a shower to remove the airplane smell. He showed me the hallway bathroom but I wanted to use his large shower, in his bedroom. He nervously excused himself to prepare us some cool drinks while I cleaned up. I was in the kitchen holding a glass in my hand; it was shaking. There was a beautiful young girl 33 years younger than me taking a shower in my bathroom. An old fool, I thought to myself. A very old food to believe she came to be your lover. I had just filled the glasses with ice when she came into the room and cleared her throat. I nearly dropped the glasses. She was wrapped in a towel. I looked at her eyes, her neck, her shoulders, then at her slender muscular legs and her dainty feet with the red painted toes. "You like" she asked. I think I stammered an "um hum" back I'm not sure. I sat the glasses down and when I turned she opened the towel giving me the most wonderful sight. Her naked body was just as I had seen it in her photos; her dark hair above her vagina, her small upturned breasts, her flat stomach, and petite sexiness. I wanted her, I wanted to taste her, I wanted to smell her, and I wanted to make love to her. When I opened the towel I knew I was giving myself to him. We had only just met in person but we had truly known each other for over a year. I knew I wanted him right then, right there. His eyes were devouring me and I was getting a wet feeling in my pussy. I wanted him to cross the scant few steps and grab me, hold me, throw me to the floor and take me. I held her close and she dropped the towel around her feet. I kissed her and she kissed back. I could feel the softness of her skin and smell the clean sweetness of her body. I was getting an erection and I didn't hide it. I pressed it against her and she pressed back. I picked her up in my arms and carried her to my bed. I looked down at her beautiful nakedness. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman and even longer with one so beautiful. I lifted her in my arms and carried her to my bed. I couldn't wait to taste her lips more, to suckle her lovely upturned breasts, and then to dine at her virgin pussy. When my lips touched her breast she lifted to me and sucked in a sharp breath of air. I felt the nipple harden in my mouth and her body squirm as the glorious feeling overpowered her. I licked down, past her stomach, past the thatch of dark brown hair, down one leg to her trim feet with painted toes. I licked back, past the thatch of hair and down the other leg. Upon my return I aimed my tongue at the base of her slit, at that point between vagina and anus. The reaction of her body told me I was doing the right thing. When his lips touched my vagina I thought I would faint. How many times I had made him describe how he would make love to me "down there" and now it was happening. I felt his tongue slide up one side of my vagina then down and up the other side. I could barely wait for him to find my clitoris. Then he was between the lips, his tongue dashing inside my opening and I could feel it against the walls of my vagina. When he moved up and began licking and sucking my clitoris I thought I had gone to heaven. Mere words cannot describe how I became lost, totally disjointed from my being, as he brought me to a crashing orgasm. I remember touching his head, pressing him harder against my clit, and then clutching the sheets as my orgasm swept over me like a wave on the beach. I knew from her moans and the way her body rose against me that I had brought her to her first oral sex orgasm. It made me feel wonderful and ready for more. I rose above her and aimed my hard cock at her wet opening. "Are you sure?" I asked her. "Oh yes. Please. Yes. Make love to me now." I slid slowly inside her virgin walls feeling the tightness of her tunnel then the small barrier of membrane. I stopped there and once again looked at her beautiful dark eyes. "It may hurt sweetheart. Are you sure?" "Yes. Yes. Yes." I plunged through her maidenhead, she yelped, and her body pressed against me with her arms and legs around me. I was fully inside her and I stayed until she relaxed. The pain was not as bad as I had expected but it was surprising. I was no longer a virgin. I had given this wonderful man the only precious gift I could bring. I could feel him deeply inside me as the pain subsided and the pleasure of knowing I was making love to him began to rule. He withdrew slowly then re-entered me. He kept doing it then increased the speed of his movements. It was wonderful, frightful, and I began to feel an orgasm moving over me. I could hold no longer and came, shooting my semen inside her. I stopped and stayed atop her as our labored breathing slowed. I felt she had achieved an orgasm with me inside her but I wasn't sure. It had been a while for me and I couldn't wait to cum inside her. My vasectomy insured she would not get pregnant. I stayed inside her as my cock softened and withdrew itself from her. I knew there would be a mess on us and the bed as well but I was in no hurry to remove myself from her body. When he came it was wonderful as I could feel his semen shooting against my walls. I loved it when he stayed atop and inside me while his cock softened. I so wanted him to remain, keep me filled with his body, but it didn't happen. I hoped he wouldn't look at me because I was sure I was a mess. Just then I wanted to jump up, run to the shower, and make myself pretty for him. I rolled from her and pulled the sheet over us. I wanted to hold her, feel her near, and enjoy the after moments of our love making. She reacted and put her head on my shoulder, her arm across me, and I smelled her hair and the aroma of wonderful sex that wafted toward us. "Are you OK?" She nodded against my shoulder. "I'm fine." "I love you, you know." She squeezed me and pressed harder against me. "I know you do. I really know you do." We stayed like that for a while then showered and I prepared dinner. That was followed by sitting on the sofa and making out like teenagers. I loved it. I hadn't felt this young in a long time. We were making out like I had done with boys on dates but this was in his house after we had made love. Then he asked me about boys and my dating. We had discussed this some in e-mails but it was so much easier to talk than write. "A couple of weeks ago I had a movie date with a boy I've known for some time. I had on these white shorts and a white tank top and we went to the park. We were kissing and he started to touch my breasts. I didn't have on a bra and he put his hand under my top. After a while he started to unbutton my shorts and undid the zipper. I was so nervous and scared but wanted him to touch me. He put his hand in the back of my panties first and was touching my bum and then he put it in the front. It felt really nice and he pushed down my shorts and panties and asked if he could look at me. I felt really embarrassed but let him. I had my top pushed above my breasts and my shorts and panties down and felt really exposed and thought someone might see us so I told him to look quickly and I pulled up my shorts. He put his hand back inside and was touching me the whole time we kissed. If felt so nice. He was rubbing my vagina at the top and I think I had a couple orgasms. Once I had a date and the boy put my hand on his penis and I did like touching it a lot. It was really hard and felt so big but it turned me on a lot. I touched another guy too and he was totally big and hard. It must feel weird to have one and have it get so hard. Does it?" I sat listening to her like a father listening to his daughter talk about parties and school friends. I smiled at her question and tried to figure an answer. "Well, I don't know. I mean I've had it all my life and it's been getting hard since I was a teenager so I don't know that it feels weird. Does it feel weird to have a clitoris?" She giggled and snuggled close. "I see your point. Can I touch you and make you cum? I did it to a couple of boys but we were kissing at the time and I didn't get to see it. The first boy taught me how. My hand did get some on it and it was really neat to think I helped to that. Can I?" "OK, sure. Now?" "Yes. Right now." I leaned back unzipped and opened my shorts. She reached inside and pulled my briefs down to bring my half erect cock into her view. She held it in her hand before she began slowly and softly moving up and down the shaft. She leaned closer as if she was inspecting the skin, the glans, and the piss slit. "Put your mouth on it" I encouraged. She looked at me then opened her mouth and took the head inside. I remembered her writing once. Please tell me about how you would make me feel good with your mouth then what you would want me to do to you. I described fellatio in the best medical type answer I could. Now she was experimenting on me. "Have you done this before? Put one in your mouth I mean?" She gave me a look that said how stupid that question was. She kept stroking me and pulled her head back to watch. "I'm cumming." I moaned. She leaned closer and stroked a little faster until the white semen began shooting from the slit. It was on her hand, my legs, and my shorts. She looked at her hand then at me as if asking what I should do now. "Lick it." I said. She moved her hand to her mouth and tentatively licked at the substance. She made a grimace face then said "Well, it doesn't taste bad but not real good either." I laughed, she laughed and I went to clean up the mess on my legs and shorts. Later we went to bed and made love again, slowly, very passionately and I encouraged her to try sucking me again. This time she was more active, with my instruction, and it was great. We slept naked, soundly, and awoke only to the morning sun peeking through the curtains. We had 4 days ahead of us to enjoy each other. We could stay in bed for 4 days or we could become acquainted and do things. We chose the latter. Our days were spent site seeing our nights spent making love. We tried almost everything but drew the line at anal. I made love to her in every position I could think of and found she really liked being on top, so did I. It was Saturday and she had a flight home. The drive to the airport was quiet, neither of us speaking much. I was regretting her departure, I was regretting that she came into my life, but I was remembering great sex, a wonderful partner, and a beautiful young lady. Don was taking me to the airport. There were so many things I wanted to say but nothing came out. I wanted to thank him but that would have sounded stupid. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him but I had known him for only a short time. I wanted to have him stop the car and make love to me right there but that would have caused problems. I wanted to stay. I wanted him to ask me to marry him and I would have yelled yes. I wondered what she was thinking because she was unusually quiet. It is crazy but I wanted to pull into a parking lot and make love to her right there but that was dumb. I even thought about asking her to stay and live with me, perhaps marry me, but I knew the answer would be no as she had much more living to do than me. She held my hand as we walked to the airport my other hand carrying her luggage. It was a quiet walk. She checked in and we sat in a lounge for as long as we could. When they called her flight I saw a tear in her eye and I know there were several in mine. I held her close; I didn't want to let her go. Her arms were tightly around me and her head nestled against my chest. I lifted her face up to mine and I kissed her. I kissed her hard, deeply and passionately. When the kiss broke I whispered "I love you. I really love you." She kissed my cheek "I love you. I have fallen in love with you." With that she turned and went through the gate entries and out of my sight. I sat in my car until I saw a plane depart that I thought was hers. Then I drove home. The house was lonely, so very lonely and painfully quiet. I went to the computer and sent an e-mail. 'May your days and nights be filled with wonderful memories of us and the rest of your life make you as happy as you have made me in one week. Love Don.' I knew it would be hours and hours before she read it and I hoped for a reply. (Would you like this story to continue?)