17 comments/ 139703 views/ 13 favorites Bridesmaid By: Bridesmaid Neither of them wanted dessert and after the dishes were cleared they sat and continued their conversation over coffee. Steve's admiring eyes kept drifting to her cleavage and she finally caught him. She had been saying something that was not registering with Steve when he realized that she had stopped talking. Raising his eyes he found her smiling at him. "You didn't hear a word I said," she accused him. "You were too busy ogling my breasts. They are not big enough," she continued and threw her shoulders back and stuck out her chest as if to prove her point. Steve knew he was caught but he didn't care. She obviously was not upset. "They look fine to me," he observed. "I don't see any tan lines." "You really are a dirty old man for some one so young. If you must know my condo balcony faces south and I like to sunbathe in the nude." Steve's mouth moved but no sound came out as he tried to visualize her naked body lying on a pad in the hot sun. "Come on! Let's go into the lounge before you burn the clothes off of my body," she giggled and pushed her hip against his to get him out of the booth. "I have to go to the little girl's room. I'll meet you at the door." Steve signed the check and waited for her at the entrance to the lounge. He listened to a woman singing to the accompaniment of a keyboard coming from the lounge. It must have been a popular hangout because couples and groups were filing in at a steady stream. Steve watched the men standing around as they blatantly took admiring looks at Sharon walking towards him. She was one of those women who could walk in high heels as steady as if she were in her bare feet. Her shawl was draped low over her back and her exposed chest and shoulders glowed in the subdued light at the entrance to the lounge. "Hi sailor. Looking for a good time?" she teased and slipped her arm into his. "Wanna buy me a drink?" Steve followed her lead. "Sure thing girl. I'm just off the ship and looking for some company. Come with me." The lounge was fairly crowded but they found a little curved two-seater booth with a tiny drink table in front of it. It was far enough back from the dance floor so that they could talk over the music. Sharon held up her little clutch bag. "I shouldn't have brought my purse, I'm afraid to leave it here when we dance." "Why what's in it? Your fortune?" "No, don't forget that I'm a working woman. Just my supply of condoms." She paused and looked down in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I went too far again." "No you didn't. I like your sense of humor. Besides I like a woman who comes prepared for a date." "I'm all talk. I'm really not prepared for anything. It's just my lipstick and some credit cards." Steve took her little bag, "I'm disappointed but I'll take care of it. Give it to me." He slid it down between the seat cushion and the back of the booth. "It'll be safe here. We're not going too far. Want to dance?" "I'm game if you are," Sharon replied. She felt nice in his arms. Her heels raised her to a point where she was only a little shorter than he so there was no awkward craning of her neck while they danced a slow dance. The music was a little loud and they found themselves talking into each other's ear. Their cheeks touched a few times and by an unspoken agreement they pressed them together. The talking stopped as they enjoyed the music and Steve softly sang along with the music until he ran out of the words. Sharon laughed that giggly laugh in his ear and pulled back away from him. "I can never remember all of the words to a song myself," she said. The music stopped and they stepped apart and joined in the polite applause on their way back to their table. They hadn't even left the floor before the keyboardist started a new song. It was another slow one and without speaking they turned towards each other for another dance. Sharon stepped close in to his body and put both of her arms around his neck and pressed her cheek against his. Steve was a little surprised but he went along with the program and held her waist just above her hips. The song was a little slower than the last one but they managed to follow each other's steps without any problem. There was a misstep now and then and Steve got a thrill each time they bumped their bellies together and he felt himself getting an erection. "I don't believe that this is happening," he thought. "I'd better be careful here." He tried to pull a little away from her but she kept their bodies in full contact as they moved across the floor. "This is nice she murmured into his ear." He could feel her breath and he swore her lips touched his neck for a moment. "What the hell!" he thought. "Let's see how far she wants to go." Steve moved his right hand down over her hip and rested it just on the curve of her butt. His left hand slid up her back until his hand left her dress's fabric and was on her bare back. "Wait a minute," she said as her hands came down from around his neck. "Uh-oh!" he thought. "I've gone too far." Aloud he said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." "Upset me. You didn't upset me. Here." Sharon reached out and pulled him towards herself. Her hands were now around his waist and she hooked her fingers into his belt. Steve didn't move for a minute. He just stood there and wondered what to do next. "I thought you wanted to dance?" she giggled again and rested her cheek against his as she pulled him tightly against her. Steve got the picture and his hands went back to their original position. They started moving to the music but it was more like they were just swaying together. "Now that's more like it," she said into his ear. This time she kept her lips against his neck and he felt her tongue touch his skin. He could feel the goose bumps coming up on his neck. Her lips were back in his ear. "You taste good," she breathed. "You taste like a man." A little calmer now, Steve took advantage of the situation and his fingers toyed with her bra strap. His other hand drifted down a little and he found the elastic of her pantyhose around her waist. "I feel like I'm back in high school," she giggled into his ear. "My date is trying to find out if I'm wearing underwear." "I'm sorry," he said and quickly moved his hands back to a neutral position. "No, I didn't mean for you to stop. Relax a little. My sense of humor is sometimes a little too coarse for some men. There isn't much that you can do or say that will offend me. If you must know I have to wear a bra with this dress or it wouldn't stay up and my little puppies would come out to play." Steve started laughing and couldn't stop. It started out as a little snort that he tried to quiet but he soon was laughing loudly in her ear. "See! I told you we could have some fun. That's much better," As if to prove her point she pressed her belly tightly against his and wiggled her hips a little. Steve ran his finger along the elastic at her waist to let her know that he would play the game with her. "Sheer to the waist," he asked. "Oh-ho! Look who's being forward now! Getting braver are you? I'm not wearing pantyhose if that's what you're asking. Where I live it's too hot to wrap yourself in nylon from your waist to your toes." "Did you know the music stopped?" Steve stopped moving and looked around. It must have just stopped because the other couples were drifting back to their seats. "And I was having so much fun," Sharon pouted as he guided her back to their table. Steve checked to make sure her purse was still there and they sipped their drinks and watched the dancers as they twisted and contorted themselves to some fast, thumping rhythms. The music was loud and Steve leaned over and said with his lips touching her ear, "Do you want to try it?" Sharon turned and replied in his ear, "It? Try it? Are you coming on to me?" At first he thought he had embarrassed her but he realized that she was still yanking his chain. "Wise ass!" he laughed in her ear and as he moved back away from her she kept her cheek against his until the corners of their lips were touching. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment and when her eyes closed, Steve brushed his lips against hers. Sharon reached around and holding on to his upper arm she pulled him closer and opened her lips a bit. Steve got the hint and they quietly necked in the darkened booth. "That is so nice," she said against his lips. "I haven't been truly kissed in a long time but I think it's time to stop." She gave him a peck on his lips and turned in the seat. Gathering her purse in her hand she took a last sip of her drink and said, "I think I'd better be going now. I'm very tired. It's been a long day." Steve gestured for the check and Sharon waited as he signed it. Leaving the booth, Steve kept his hand on her waist as he guided her out the door and into the hotel lobby. As soon as the elevator door closed, Sharon turned to Steve and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Do that again, please," she said and pressed her lips against his. The kissed gently and Steve was sure that she could feel the beginning of his erection against her belly. "Do you want to come in for a while," Steve asked as they neared his room. Sharon hesitated for a moment. "No, I'd better not. Thank you for a wonderful day. I enjoyed being with you." She placed her hand on his forearm and kissed him gently on the lips then she turned and walked down the hall to her room. "Good night. I'll see you in the morning," she called softly over her shoulder. "Damn it!" he said aloud and let the door close behind him. Chapter 03 Stripped of his clothes, Steve half lay on the standard, motel pullout sofa wearing only his boxer shorts. The seat was hard and he had put a towel down before he sat on it. It was one of his phobias that he had adopted after spending many nights in motels and hotels around the world. He felt that always wearing socks or slippers when walking around a room and not sitting directly on the furniture kept him from picking up any weird disease from the previous occupants. He was bored. There wasn't much on television and he had already read the USA Today he found stuck under his door that morning. He gently fondled his balls and wished that he had a porno magazine to read. "So much for my fantasies," he said aloud to the empty room. Picking up the TV remote he flicked to the hotel's adult movie channel listing knowing that they were all phony and poorly made sex movies. He was deciding on whether to spend $9.95 on "Sex in the Office" when his telephone rang. "That's probably mother," he moaned resignedly as he sat on the edge of the bed and answered it. "Hello." "Is your invitation still open?" the voice asked. It took a moment for him to realize who it was and what she wanted before he answered. "It sure is!" he enthusiastically responded. "I have a bottle of wine here. I'll bring it with me. Break out your best plastic glasses please." Sharon said with her little giggle and hung up. Steve grabbed the hotel-supplied robe from the closet and he was deciding whether or not to put his pants back on when he heard the light tap on the door. Having the decision made for him, he tied the robe's belt around his waist, took a quick look in the mirror and quickly walked to the door. Sharon stood there holding a bottle of wine. "Got a glass sailor?" she asked and handing him the bottle she walked past him and into the room. He could smell her perfume and he felt a little spasm in his groin when her body brushed by his. "Welcome to my humble abode," he said before he realized how stupid it sounded. "No humbler than mine," she responded as she glanced around the room. "Oh! I like your outfit. Black socks with a white robe. How fashionable." "Sorry," he replied. "I've got this phobia about germs on hotel carpets. "Just kidding! Don't take everything I say so seriously." Sharon moved to the window and said, "Your view is better than mine. You have a Lincoln Continental in your parking lot." Steve watched as she leaned forward and parted the sheer curtains. She was dressed as he had left her a few minutes ago except she was missing the shawl and the shoulder straps were back on her dress. "Is the evening over?" he asked. "You've almost covered up your shoulders. Remember what your mother said." "I had to take off that dammed strapless bra and I can't keep this top up without one." "I wouldn't mine seeing if that were true," he laughed and putting the wine down on the dresser he moved to stand next to her. "You smell fantastic," he inhaled her scent. "So do you," she murmured and turning to face him she stepped towards him and wrapping her arms around his waist pressed herself against him. Steve felt her lips moving on his neck. "God, I hope I know what I'm doing," she continued in a soft voice. "I hope you do too," Steve responded and taking the hint he embraced her as she turned up her face and looked him in the eyes. "I think I'm going crazy with old age but I like it," she smiled and closing her eyes she wet her parted lips with her tongue and waited. Steve's gently touched her lips with his. An "Umm!" came out of her throat as they nibbled at each other's lips with increasing pressure and held each other tightly so that they could feel each other's body from their lips to their thighs. "How long since you had sex?" she asked against his mouth. Steve stiffened with the unexpected question. "About a year or so," he finally replied. "Good!" you won't need a condom. It's been much, much longer than that for me. Steve gently pushed her away and asked," Do you want some of that wine now?" "Maybe later," she replied and pulled him back into her arms. "Just keep kissing me and we'll see what happens." Steve maneuvered her towards the sofa and sat down beside her. They continued to neck and her little whimpers of pleasure told Steve that she was enjoying it. "Oh, this is so nice!" she exclaimed. "I could do this all night or at least until my lips get too sore to kiss." Steve realized that Sharon always had the hint of a smile in her voice. "In that case, I'll be careful not to bruise you," he laughed and their lips came together into another kiss. The necking quickly progressed into a heavy petting session and Steve held her with his left hand around her back as he caressed the side of her breast with his right hand. He knew that he wasn't going to be rejected but he wanted to take it slow and easy with her. He felt that she thought that it was important to feel loved and not just pounced upon and mauled. He soon had her breast in his hand and was gently massaging it when she relaxed her lips and pulled slightly away from him. "See if you can figure out how to unhook the straps," she prompted. "I don't want to stop doing what we're doing." "Won't it fall down?" he playfully asked. "That's the idea," she responded and started licking his lips and sucking on his tongue to make sure he understood. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out how the straps were attached to the dress. Steve unhooked them from the back and pulled them over her shoulders until they were hanging down from her neckline. Starting on her left shoulder he gently eased his hand down over her chest and onto the upper swell of her breast where he gently caressed it with the tips of his fingers. Encouraged when Sharon let out another of her little whimpering sounds he continued on down until he had surrounded her entire breast. It felt warm and soft against his palm and he captured her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Sharon let out with another whimper and reaching between their bodies she pulled the front of her dress down so he could access her breasts. "A little harder but not too hard," she practically moaned and went back to kissing him. Her whimpers became little yelps of pleasure when he rolled her nipple and gently pinched it. Their tongues were spending more time in the other's mouth than in their own. She had a way of flattening her tongue against his before capturing it and sucking it into her mouth. Now it was Steve's turn to react each time she closed her lips against his tongue and sucked it into her mouth. His whimpers were almost groans but they served to let her know how much he was enjoying her kisses. Kissing little kisses along her jaw line and onto her neck, Steve paused, "Where did you learn to do that?" he asked in wonder. "That is the most sensuous thing I've ever felt." "I just invented it," she replied against his cheek. "I've adopted a new philosophy in my old age. If it feels good, it must be good, so do it!" "Stop taking about being old!" he admonished her. "You don't feel old to me!" Steve punctuated his last statement with a more than gentle squeeze of her left breast before moving his hand down her side and onto her thigh. "H'mm, new territory," she giggled. "Let's explore shall we?" Sharon turned more towards Steve and lifting her left leg up she rested it up over his thigh. The invitation being given, Steve accepted it by continuing downward with his hand until it rested on her nyloned leg just above her knee. The silky-soft nylon stocking was erotically sensual in his hand and he savored the moment by gently caressing her leg. It was obvious that Sharon wished to continue the petting when she bent her knee and lifted her leg higher over his until she was practically straddling it. Steve moved his hand up the back of her leg until he reached the hot flesh above the stocking top. She responded by hunching herself even closer to him and he continued his movement until his fingers felt the heat and the silkiness of her panty crotch. He gently ran the tips of his fingers over the fabric that was wet enough to feel like a second skin. Sharon's reaction to Steve's probing fingers was a long, drawn out moan against his neck and a tightening of her arms around him to the point where it was beginning to become painful. She raised her hips to allow his hand to push up the hem of her dress as he moved it around and between her legs from the front. Her lower body was molded against his as she squirmed against his hand that was now cupping her pussy. "Oh my god, that is so nice!" she breathed. "Please don't stop! It's been a long, long time since anyone has touched me there. Oh yes. There! Right there!" Her excitement was contagious and Steve was afraid that he was going to cum in his pants as he played with her. He was trying to figure out how to move them to the bed when Sharon let out with a louder "yelp" and stiffened in his arms as she shivered with the pleasure of a climax. Keeping her face buried in his neck Sharon slowly relaxed her arms and snuggled against him. The new, contented sounds that she was making sounded like a cat purring. Steve pulled his hand out from between her legs and raised it to caress her face. He could smell her scent on his fingers and he wondered if he had made a mistake. Susan sniffed and pulling her head back she looked at him and smiled. "That was wonderful. Thank you! It's been a long time since I smelled that smell," she laughed and kissed him. "I didn't know I could still get that wet! My back hurts, let's move over to the bed, OK?" Chapter 04 Steve noted that Sharon pulled her dress up to cover her breasts when they stood up. He followed her lead and tried to be modest as he quickly shed his robe and pulled off his socks. His erection was trying to find its way out of the fly in his boxers and he held it in with one hand while he tried to strip the covers off of the bed with the other. Sharon noticed his difficulty and she helped him from the other side of the bed with one hand while holding her dress up with the other. Bridesmaid They both burst into howls of laughter at the absurdity of trying to retain their modesty when they both knew where they were going. Steve was the first to kneel down on the bed and roll over to Sharon's side. He sat on the edge and pulled her towards him. He found the zipper on the back of her dress and looked into her eyes as he gently tugged the dress down over her hips. Sharon held onto the top for a moment before letting go and balancing herself with her hands on his shoulders as she lifted one foot and then the other to step out of her dress. He reached down and picked it up and handed it to her. When she turned and laid it down on the bedside chair he pulled her backwards against his face and palming her belly he pressed his lips into the small of her back. Another whimpering sound came out of Sharon's throat when he raised his hands and captured her breasts. Her chin dropped to her chest and she covered his hands with hers and moved back against his face. Sliding his hands down her front he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her bikini panties and eased them down over her hips. Her scent came to him strong and musky when the fabric pulled away from her pussy. He could see a faint tan line low on her back and he kissed down her spine to just above the crack of her butt as he lowered her panties over her knees until they slid to the floor. His hands came back up her nylon covered legs to hold her by her hips. Sharon made no attempt to turn around but she again covered his hands with hers and allowed him to kiss little kisses all over her lower back and butt. Sharon broke the silence. "My shoes," she said and made a move to bend down to remove them. "Leave them on! They bring you up to just the right height," Steve countered and urged her body around with his hands. Sharon moved her hands from atop his and placed them on the sides of his face when Steve continued his little kisses on her belly and then moved down towards her trimmed pussy fur. Her scent was driving him wild and his leaking erection, so hard that it hurt, had long since found its way out of his boxers. "Not there! Please not there! Sharon whispered when he moved his lips down towards the top of her pussy. Steve stopped his movement and raised his eyes to look at her face. She continued to caress his face and he could see the overpowering lust in her heavily lidded eyes. "OK, he promised her but to himself he added, "I'll try again later." Gently pushing her back away from the bed, Steve stood and took her in his arms. They were almost the same height and he could feel his erection pressing against her belly. Sharon reached down with both hands and grasped him with just her fingers. She held on for a moment before tugging at the elastic waist of his shorts. Steve helped her to stretch them out over his protruding erection before allowing them to drop to the floor at his feet. Sharon's hands continued to caress him. "Oh, you are so hot," she whispered. "So hot and so hard." Steve sat down again and pulled her down with him. They rolled onto the sheet-covered mattress and lay on their sides facing each other. "It's been a long time," Sharon offered while holding onto his erection with one hand. "It's been a really long time so please be careful. Please!" Sharon scooted closer to him and lifted her left leg up over his thigh. A few more wiggles and she had the head of his cock pressed against her very hot and very wet pussy. Steve held her and enjoyed the sensations as he let her caress herself with his cock. The feel of her nylon stockings and the touch of her leather shoes against his legs was an added bonus to his pleasure. Sharon raised her leg higher onto his thigh and he felt the head go between her lips and push at the entrance of her pussy. They were as close together as they could get in this position and a low moan from Sharon told him that she was ready for him. Releasing his erection she tugged at his hip to pull him over her. He obliged her and rolled over to settle down between her thighs. His cock had slipped out of her and it now rested on the little bit of pubic hair that she had. He continued to heighten their sensations by sliding himself back and forth on her lower belly and pubic mound but he kept his weight off of her until she wiggled herself around and prepared herself for his penetration. Her hand reached down and clasped him again. Pulling back a little he gave her room to fit it between her lips. She found the right spot and lifted her hips to start his entry. Steve lowered himself gently through her hand until he was well into her pussy. Her whimper told him that she was ready and he let himself down and into her as soon as she pulled her hand out and used it to pull on his hip. Her grip was strong on his waist and his hip as she raised herself up off of the bed to angle herself for the deepest penetration. Steve felt her pubic bone rub tightly against his and he moved his groin from side to side to try and stimulate her clitoris. He knew that he got it right the first time when she raised her legs high on his back and pressed the heels of her shoes against his butt to pull him even tighter against her. Raising himself on his arms he looked down at her tense looking face. She had her eyes closes and she was obviously concentrating on the sensations that she was feeling. Except for her tongue licking her lips now and then, her mouth was tightly closed and she breathed through her nose. Steve looked down between their bodies and watched as his cock sank into her and then reappeared when they moved apart. Her moisture glistened on the skin of his erection and her lips appeared engorged and bright red to an almost purple color where they clung to the sides of his cock as he pulled out of her pussy. "Ohh, my God! That is so good!" she breathed. Steve saw that she was also watching their genitals as they pleasured each other. Her mouth opened and she licked her lips again. "Oh, my God! I'm going to cum! Kiss me!" she demanded and raised her head up off of the bed to meet his lips as he leaned into her. Chapter 05 She had not let him withdraw from her until long after both of them had reached their climaxes. Steve's arms were getting tired of holding his weight up off of her but she tightly hugged him and milked him by squeezing and releasing his softening cock until it finally popped out. "You make me feel so nice," Sharon smiled at Steve lying beside her and gave him a peck on the lips. "I think that's a title to a song, isn't it?" "If it is, it sure fits me at this moment," she laughed. "Thank you." "Thank you, ma'am," Steve responded. "Believe me the pleasure is all mine." Sharon raised her head and took a sip of her wine. "I never drank wine lying down before," she giggled. "It's hard to do without spilling it." "Speaking of hard," Steve said and looked down at his already firming cock. "I still have a little life left in me." "So soon," she gasped in astonishment. "I'm not used to that but then I'm not used to any of this." Sharon watched as Steve dipped his finger into her wine and traced a wet circle around her left nipple. He dipped again and then a third time until he had her nipple and the surrounding aureole wet. "What's it like in Japan?" she suddenly asked. "Where do you live? In a house or an apartment?" Steve continued to circle her nipple with his finger while he told her about his little apartment on the outskirts of Tokyo. "You'll have to come and visit me someday," he said and then looked up at her face when she didn't respond. Sharon's eyes were closed and her mouth was slack jawed with passion from the sensations of his caresses. Steve stopped his movement on her breast and she opened her eyes. "Please don't stop," she begged. "Make love to me again. Please." Steve took the wine glass from her hand and set it on the bedside table. He made little circles with his fingers on her chest and breasts before he moved them down over her belly to her pussy. When he reached the top of her little tuft of hair she raised her right leg and rested it against his thigh to give him better access. He continued to caress her pussy lips and lightly brushed against her clitoris with the pads of his fingers while he kissed his way down over her belly. Nuzzling her belly button with his nose he told her, "Get ready, I'm going to kiss you down there." "No!" she said, and closed her thighs against his hand. "I've never had anyone do that to me before." "There's always a first time," he responded and he repositioned himself lower on the bed and gently pushed her knees apart. There was that whimper again but this time it had a little tinge of fear in it. She allowed him to kiss his way up her stockinged leg but when he got to the bare skin of her inner thigh she held his head with her hands. Steve reached around her legs and grasping her wrists he pulled her hands from his head and held her arms down alongside of her body. She clasped his wrists and he could feel the strength in her arms as she tried to free them. Steve didn't waste any time but he maneuvered his arms under her thighs and lifted her up into his face where his tongue and lips waited to devour her. She tensed and made a sound when his tongue touched her pussy very close to her asshole. She reacted by trying to twist away but he managed to hold her arms and hips relatively still. Her lips were still open from the recent sex and Steve's tongue continued up between them until it reached the underside of her clitoris. He flicked it a few times and pursed his lips around it and gently sucked. Sharon tensed again but this time it was from pleasure and not fear. Steve could feel the vibration in her pussy as a long moan came out of the depths of her body. Steve wasn't sure what she was going to do when she relaxed her grip on his wrists and squirmed her hands free of his grasp. Her pelvis lifted up off of the bed and she held onto his head with her hands. Instead of pushing him away Sharon pulled his face tighter into her groin. Steve grinned into her pussy. Pulling slightly away he looked up along her body and said, "I thought you didn't want me to do this. Do you want me to stop?" "No, no! I don't want you to stop!" she almost screamed. "You're going to make me cum again!" Steve added two of the fingers of his right hand to her stimulation by rubbing her lips beneath his chin before inserting them into her sodden pussy. She yelped at the intrusion and he felt her clamp down on them. Sharon let out with another long moan and tightened her thighs against the sides of his head. Her nylon hose caressed his ears and neck and her high-heeled shoes scraped pleasantly along his back as she used his body for leverage to arch her back and to lift her hips higher up off of the bed. When he felt that she had completed her climax, Steve slowly relaxed his arms and gently disengaged his mouth from her pussy. He face was wet and he could taste her juices in his mouth and his nostrils were filled with her scent. Pushing himself up onto his knees, Steve levered himself up over her body until his cock was sliding along her crotch now soaked not only from her own secretions but from his saliva. "Are you ready for more," he gently asked?" "I don't know if I'm ready but I'm willing to try," she responded without opening her eyes. Steve leaned down and licked her lips. Her tongue came out to meet his and she wrinkled her nose and looked up at him. "I never tasted myself before." She sniffed. "I never really smelled myself before either." "What do you think?" he asked and kissed her with open lips. "I think you taste and smell wonderful," he reported. "Well, it's different but not bad for an old lady," she smiled and licked her own lips then raised her head a little more and licked his chin. "You need a shave but you still smell good and now you taste good too," she continued. "Is the older lady ready for this?" he asked and pushed himself back into her pussy. "Oh, yes!" she gasped. "The older lady is definitely ready," and again raised her legs to tightly clamp them against his sides and hold him inside of her. Chapter 06 Steve awoke with the morning sun and the first thing he saw was a nipple about two inches from his nose. He studied it and noticed that it had lipstick smeared around it. "Must have transferred from her mouth to mine," he surmised. He and Sharon were lying on their sides facing each other. She was lying on his left arm and her left breast was the one so close to his face that he was cross-eyed looking at it. He went over the evening's events in his mind and he felt his morning erection getting firmer by the second. The last thing he remembered was Sharon holding him tightly against her body after her last orgasm. Sleep came shortly after that and he guessed that it was about 7:30 or so in the morning. He couldn't see the clock but he could hear people moving in the hallway and the sound of cars starting up. "I have to pee," he thought. "How do I get out of here without waking her?" Sharon murmured in her sleep and shifted slightly towards him. Her nipple was now practically touching his nose so he did the only thing that any male in bed with a woman would do – he licked it. Sharon reacted by pulling slightly away and then settled back down again. Steve licked it again. She muttered something in reaction and he sucked it into his mouth where he held it with his lips and massaged it with his tongue. This time, she pressed it against his mouth and murmured again. He was watching her eyes when they popped open and she let out a gasp. "What the hell!" she said with widened eyes and pulled back away from his mouth. "I thought you liked me to do that," Steve said and slid towards her on the bed. He reached across and held her arm while he again captured her nipple and played with it. "You startled me," she laughed. "Do you have any idea how long it has been since I woke up with a man next to me?" "Let's be sure we don't wait too long for the next time," he responded and rested his hand down on her lower belly. "Oh, don't!" she said and lifted his hand to relieve the pressure. "I have to pee and I mean now!" Steve pushed down on her belly and she shoved his hand away while she rolled out of bed. "I mean it. You're going to make me pee in my pants." "You're not wearing any pants," he laughed when she stood up at the side of the bed. "My God, I slept in my shoes and my stockings," she cried as she made a dash for the bathroom. Steve jumped out of bed and ran past her with his erection bobbing along in front of him. "Me first!" she said while dancing around to relieve the pressure. "I really have to go bad." "I have to go too," he said as he tried to bend his piss hard on down towards the bowl. He finally got it to relax enough to let him start his stream. It picked up pressure and churned up the froth in the bowl. Sharon stared at his efforts. "I've never stood this close to a man going to the toilet," she said. "My husband was a fuddy-duddy when it came to bathroom privacy. "Do you want to hold it?" Steve asked and switched hands so he reach out and pull her hand towards him. Sharon paused for a moment. "No! I don't think I'm ready for that yet. Hurry up I really have to go!" Steve had barely shaken the last drops off of his now flaccid cock before Sharon pushed him aside and sat down on the seat. "I didn't get a chance to flush," he said and leaned over to reach the lever. His cock brushed against Sharon's face and she grimaced. "I can smell us on you," she said. "Are you going to shower?" "Why? Do you have plans to get back in bed with me?" "We'll see," she replied. "Now get out!" said Sharon and covered her crotch with her hands. "I'm going to the bathroom." Sharon sighed a sigh of relief and Steve heard her full bladder pressure her piss against the side of the bowl. "I don't believe that I slept with you and I don't believe that I slept in my stockings and shoes and I don't believe that I let you see me pee," she cried in mock disbelief. "I'll take care of the second one," he said and knelt before her. He sat back on his haunches and lifted her right foot to unbuckle her shoes. He could smell the aroma of her pee and he started to get another erection. He lifted the other foot and removed that shoe. With her feet clad only in stockings, Steve placed the sole of her foot against his growing erection and started to peel her hose down her leg. "You like the feel of my nylon stockings, don't you?" she asked with another one of her giggles. She rubbed her feet against him and then let him left her leg so that the sole of her foot was pressing against his chest. "Careful! I'll pee on you!" she threatened. "I never tried that. Maybe I will some day," he retorted. Pulling her foot out of the hose, she said. "I'm finished. Let me wipe myself," and reached for the toilet paper. Steve took the pad she had formed in her hand and said, "Here, let me." Sharon placed her hands on his shoulders and spread her legs so that he could reach between them. Steve carefully wiped the dribbles off of her pussy and dropped the paper into the bowl. "I think I got it all," he said and rubbed his fingers against her lips to make sure. Sharon's chin dropped down to her chest again. "You had better make sure of that," she said in a throaty whisper. "Keep testing!" Her grip on his shoulders tightened as he caressed her with the pads of his fingers. Taking a chance he moved down past her lips and found her pucker. She jumped and whimpered again when he gently rubbed his fingers against it. "Ohh, stop!" she said and closed her legs against his wrist. "You've been places only me and my doctor have been. I don't know if I can handle all of this at my old age." "Let's move back to the bed and I can finish the examination of my patient," he ordered. Sharon stood up in front of him. "You don't match he said," and rolled her remaining stocking down her leg and off of her foot. "Now you do!" Reaching behind her, Steve pulled her pussy towards his face and nuzzled his nose and mouth against her. "Are you going to do that again?" she whispered. "Only if you want me to," he replied. "I want you to," she told him and moved herself against his face. Chapter 07 "Oh, I'm sore," Sharon moaned and raised herself up onto her knees. Steve's softening erection popped out of her pussy and lay wetly against his belly. "I've never done it so often and so hard ever before in my life. Is it swollen?" she continued while testing it with her fingers and arching her back so that he could see between her legs. "It's a little plump but it looks good enough to eat from here," Steve laughed while he tried to pull her up towards his face to check out his premise. "Maybe if I kiss it, it will get all better." "You're tempting me but your kisses always seem to lead to something else and that's the reason why I'm sore," she laughed. Steve looked down at his cock. "I didn't know I had a weapon down there!" "It's a good weapon," she agreed and keeping her leg lying across his body, Sharon snuggled up against his side. "Having a good time?" he asked. "The best! I didn't know I had it in me." "You don't right now! Do you want to try again?" "Can you really do it again?" she asked and lifting her head she looked down at his cock laying flat against his public hair. "It looks like it's on a coffee break right now!" "Speaking of coffee, I'm hungry. Do they have room service in this joint?" "I don't think so but we can go out to breakfast if you want." Bridesmaid "I have a flight this afternoon and I'll have to get going to the airport if I want to make it on time plus I have to go see my mother before I leave or she'll never forgive me. Let's stay here for a little while longer and then we can go to breakfast." "If you insist," Sharon sighed. "Is your hard worker back from his coffee break?" "No but he is due back soon. Come up here!" Sharon allowed Steve to position her above him with her knees on each side of his head. He looked up along her belly and between her breasts to her face, smiled and wiggled his tongue at her. "This is another, 'I can't believe I'm doing this' thing. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks," and with him urging her with his hands on her butt she lifted up enough so that he could slide down to get his mouth lined up with her pussy. Sharon held onto the headboard of the bed and watched as Steve's mouth disappeared between the lips of her pussy. She tried to direct his touches by moving against his face but she soon settled down and let him pleasure her. It didn't take long for his licks and sucks to bring her to the point where she felt like she was going to have another orgasm. "Wait a minute," she begged and tried to move away from him. "Wait, let me turn around." A muffled "No!" came from Steve's busy mouth and he held her tightly to him so she couldn't change her position. Happily surrendering to him, she allowed her pleasure to build until it brimmed over into another powerful climax. Steve used his hands on her hips to maneuver her pussy around as she slowly came down from the high he had given her. Sharon's slouched down over his chest and he allowed her to slide herself down his body until she was resting on top of him. He could feel the wet trail of his saliva and her pussy secretions that she had left on his skin. "This is amazing," she said into his neck. "I'm having the time of my life with someone 20-years younger than I am. Thank you." "My pleasure ma'am. I have enjoyed you as much or more than you have enjoyed me." Sharon squirmed herself against Steve's still hard erection trapped between her legs. Raising her head she looked down at him and slowly and deliberately extended her tongue and licked the moisture off of his chin. "I'm beginning to like the taste," she giggled. "I think I'm ready to try another flavor for breakfast. Do you mind?" Steve looked up at her in puzzlement. His mind wasn't working fast enough to figure out what she meant. She licked him again. This time her tongue traveled from the bottom of his chin up over his lips and to the tip of his nose and tightening her thighs against his trapped erection she rubbed them against one another. Steve groaned with pleasure and pushed himself up against her. "I don't think you're finished yet. Are you?" Sharon rolled off of him and sat on the edge of the bed. She grasped his erection in her hand and gently moved the skin up and down to make the head disappear and then reappear. Each time it reappeared she gently rubbed her palm against it in a circular motion. Steve closed his eyes and groaned again. Opening his eyes he looked at the concentration on Sharon's face as she continued to stroke him. She seemed to be making up her mind about something. Steve was hoping against hope that he knew what she wanted to do but wasn't sure that she could do it. The only sound in the room was their breathing and the liquid sound made by her hand spreading his secretions all over his erection. Reaching down he pushed gently on her shoulder. She gave way and was moving her face down towards his erection when the spell was broken by the ringing telephone. Sharon sat upright and tightly squeezed him. The telephone rang again! "Aren't you going to answer it?" she asked. "It may be important." "Not more important than this he muttered and stretched to reach the telephone. "Hello!" "Oh, hello mother." He made a face and Sharon let out with a little laugh before clapping her hand against to mouth to muffle the sound. "No, I'm awake. I've been awake for a while." "Sharon? No! I haven't seen her. Why?" "You called her room several times last night and again this morning? I don't know why she didn't answer. Maybe she was busy. Maybe she met someone and was too involved to answer." Sharon was shaking with laughter and Steve was frantically motioning for her to be quiet. "Now mother! You know I'm just kidding. I know Sharon is not that kind of a woman." Sharon emphatically nodded her head and mouthed, "Oh, yes I am!" before bending down between his legs and engulfing his flagging erection in her mouth. Holding his cock in her mouth, she looked up at him and Steve could see the laughter in her eyes as her cheeks hollowed with the force of her suction. Steve placed his hand over the receiver and rolling his eyes he made a groaning sound. "Nothing mother. I was just getting comfortable." "Well try again in a little while. I'm sure you will get in touch with her. She's probably having her breakfast now." Sharon's eyes widened and pulling her lips back she scraped his skin with her teeth around his now fully hardened cock. Another groan. "Nothing mother, I'll call you later. OK?" Slurping up over his cock head enough to be able to talk she said, "You're a bad little boy talking to your mother while getting your cock sucked." "A admit it, I am," he said. "But don't let that stop you." Steve laughed and tried to thrust himself back up into her mouth. She briefly took him into her mouth once again and then raised up off of him. "Oh, by the way. I decided that I won't wait until tomorrow to leave. I'll go home tonight and get my passport. I want to see your apartment in Tokyo!" Steve smiled and groaned another groan of pleasure when her mouth slid back down over his cock.