22 comments/ 117992 views/ 38 favorites Never Disappoint the Bride's Mother By: Loving50 Her only goal for the day was to make it through without any tears. Happy tears were acceptable, miserable and feeling sorry for Sheila tears, were not. She almost completed her goal. At Sheila's small home, her daughter's wedding day started at 5:30 am. She had set the alarm because enjoying a peaceful cup of coffee in the quiet kitchen was essential to her mental health. Soon the bridesmaids and the bride, her daughter Kelly, were up and buzzing. The peace and quiet ended abruptly. Soon seven young women crowded into the kitchen, pouring coffee, eating fruit and yogurt and making smoothies. She squeezed her daughter as she floated past in her favorite Hello Kitty pajamas, amazed that the wedding day had finally arrived. Sheila and Kelly were exceptionally close especially since the divorce. Only 12 when her parents split up, they supported each other and often seemed more like best friends than mother and daughter. Kelly even considered having her mom as her Matron of Honor but Sheila wisely counseled her against it and encouraged her to fill the wedding party with friends her own age. Sheila's sister, Patty, showed up to help about 7:00. The girls moved to their beauty stations while Sheila, Patty and the professional hair dresser attended to their every need. At least they tried. At close to 9:00, Brooke, the third, newest and youngest Mrs. James Davis, showed up ostensibly to help but in actuality, only to get in the way. Tensions rose until Patty finally convinced her that she was needed at the club to 'help' the photographer. The older women breathed a sigh of relief as 'Baby Brooke', as they privately called her, left to prepare for her close up. The bonus for Sheila was the knowledge that having Brooke underfoot would probably cost her ex even more in photography fees. By 10:30 the whole group was dressed, beautified and headed to the country club. Greeting the procession of cars was Kelly's husband to be. Adam was charming, handsome and the perfect match for her daughter, Sheila thought as she watched them together. While Kelly was a free spirit, Adam was practical and grounded. They complimented each other perfectly and Sheila could not have been happier that they were getting married. SHEILA'S STORY At just 46 years old, Sheila didn't feel ready to be the mother of the bride. Of course, she was a child bride herself when she walked down the aisle with Jim Davis. Just 20 to his 22, they were going to take the world by storm and in some respects, they did. Through sheer determination, they both finished college and Jim went on to law school. Sheila worked to help support them during those lean years and although the birth of their daughter, just two years later, was unexpected, they were over the moon over her and worked even harder to make things work. After Jim finished law school, he quickly began to climb the ladder at a prestigious firm. His drive and determination made him the perfect lawyer but also kept him from investing more than what was absolutely necessary at home. As Sheila devoted herself to their daughter, Jim devoted himself to the job. Distance began to work away at the fragile foundation of their young marriage and although they both saw the cracks deepening, neither did much to stop the erosion. In fairness, they were busy. For Sheila that meant busy creating a home, busy raising a young child and busy making sure everything looked perfect to the outside world. For Jim it meant busy working, busy making money and busy making sure everything looked perfect to the outside world. It was exhausting for both of them. Sheila enjoyed the perks of Jim's career. They had a beautiful home in an exclusive area, Kelly attended the best private schools, they took lavish vacations (often without Jim since he was too 'busy'), and she drove only the best cars. Far beyond those things though, Sheila reveled in her role as Kelly's mom. Kelly was the center of her world and for Sheila, she was all that mattered. When Kelly was 10, Jim traveled to NYC for business with a group from his firm. Feeling very disconnected from his wife and daughter, it was easy for him to allow what had long been innocent flirting to become a full blown affair. He and Marie quickly fell into a pattern of traveling together often and taking long lunches when they were in town. It was a poorly guarded secret in the office and soon Sheila knew as well. Jim never really tried to justify his actions. He just moved on. Soon, Jim and Sheila were divorced and since she kept the house and had all the money she needed, he thought everything was fine. He married Marie and proceeded to have two little boys in quick succession. The distance between father and daughter continued to grow but Jim didn't seem to notice or care. Sheila became both mother and father to Kelly. Their already close relationship deepened and although Sheila worried at times that they were too dependent on each other, life was very good and Kelly was turning into a fantastic young woman. Then after 8 years, the pattern repeated itself and Jim left Marie (and two bewildered little boys) for yet another woman. Brooke was a type unto herself. Brunette, buxomly and 22 years his junior, Brooke definitely made a splash at the country club. Even the most lecherous men questioned Jim's sanity. Again though, Jim only moved forward, thinking as he usually did about such matters; with his cock and not with his brain. Sheila remained close to her daughter as Kelly left for college. She even provided a warm home away from home for Kelly's step brothers and did what she could to provide a sense of normalcy in their lives. She quickly downsized when Kelly moved away to a small bungalow closer to the city. She loved her life and loved her daughter. Occasionally she dated but it wasn't a priority and she had given up on meeting the perfect man for her anyway. RETURN TO THE WEDDING The wedding party drove through the club grounds in golf carts. That was interesting considering that Kelly had a 7 foot train on her traditional gown. Lots of laughter and fun ensued as they proceeded to take a million pictures of the bridal party, family and the happy couple. Sheila stood by and watched with joy as her daughter beamed. She and Kelly had insisted that the two step brothers be included in the wedding. Jim had actually objected but quickly lost the argument. Sheila watched the two boys acting like, well like two normal boys (8 and 10), and again questioned the sanity of her ex-husband. After a light lunch at the club house, the participants retreated to their dressing rooms to freshen up for the wedding. Guests began to arrive at 4:00 and Sheila mingled and greeted. She was amused at the way that Brooke gushed over guests, taking credit for every detail, probably even including the building itself. She wore a low cut dress with a side slit that left very little to the imagination. The men seemed to enjoy the view briefly but their interest ended usually when she opened her mouth. Jim always seemed to enjoy the view but didn't seem to care about anything she had to say. Sheila found many friends and family members to keep her occupied. Weddings always brought a sense of sadness to her since she usually attended alone but she was determined to make it a wonderful day and only shed tears of happiness, if any at all. Just before she was to take her place for the wedding, Sheila noticed a young man of about 30 enter the lodge-like club house. She noticed him because he seemed to be alone. He was dressed in a casual suit with an open collared shirt. His dark hair was wavy and his beard was neatly trimmed. Looking confident and comfortable even though he didn't seem to know anyone, he strolled through the crowd and made his way to a chair on the groom's side of the room. Just before Sheila took the arm of one of the ushers to be escorted to her seat of honor, she leaned in and asked, "See that man over there? Do you know him?" The usher shook his head, the music began and he led her down the center aisle to her seat in the front row. Kelly floated down the aisle on the arm of her father. Sheila only saw her though. Her happiness was palpable and the look on Adam's face as he watched her, was priceless. The ceremony went perfectly even though the younger brother tripped on the steps and swore loudly as he did. Nervous laughter filled the room but Adam diffused the situation saying, "No problem, dude! I would have said the same thing." Sheila noticed Jim's jaw tighten and his eyes narrow. She would make it a point to try to smooth things over before he harshly disciplined the boy but for the time being, she just sat back and enjoyed the wedding. After the vows, the promises and the kissing, Kelly and Adam quickly moved down the aisle to the sound of James Taylor singing, "How Sweet it Is to be Loved By You". The atmosphere was relaxed and joyful as the wedding party retreated to the covered patio where the receiving line was to be formed. Sheila was escorted out by a favorite nephew serving as an usher. Without conscience thought, she glanced over in the direction of the handsome stranger. He was watching her and flashed a small smile when their eyes met. Jim walked behind Sheila but stopped after a few rows to fetch his wife, Brooke. She beamed as if it was her wedding. The reception line was formed with both sets of parents and the bride and groom in the center. Brooke had fussed about not being included in the group but didn't attempt to insert herself. Months before, Kelly had wisely assigned Patty to watch Brooke and make sure she didn't cause any problems on the wedding day. So far Patty had only been an observer although she longed for an excuse to tackle Brooke to the ground. Only kidding, but not by much. Guests were dismissed by rows and served appetizers as they waited in line to congratulate the newlyweds. Although she had to listen to Jim schmooze all the important people, the commoners he mostly ignored, she loved all the hugs and well wishes of the guests. Her new son stood on her left so they helped each other with introductions as needed. Sheila finally spied the handsome stranger waiting in line. Blushing, she realized that she had been hoping he would come through the line. For reasons she didn't even know, she really wanted to meet him. ROB'S STORY It's not that Rob minded attending weddings, he just didn't like attending them alone. At 31 Rob had stood up for many friends and relatives in the previous 10 years but as the old saying goes, he was always the groomsman and never the groom. Well something like that anyway. Growing up in a suburb of Dallas, stuck in the middle of a large family, Rob struggled to find his way after high school. Bright and handsome with a quick wit, he just didn't like school and it showed. College wasn't a good option for him so he went to work with his uncle, learning the concrete business. He was a natural leader and soon was running a whole crew on his own. It was a win – win for the uncle who gave the reins completely over to Rob after about five years. Running his own company meant long hours and hard work but Rob loved the challenge and was extremely successful. Professionally he was successful, personally, not so much. A series of women moved in and out of his life. They were beautiful, cute, stunning and everything in between. All of them recognized that Rob was a great catch but in the end, none of them had the right bait to land him. Most of the time Rob didn't even know what had gone wrong, he just knew that he hadn't met 'the one' quite yet. At 28 he thought he had finally found her and they made plans for a life together. Just days before the wedding however, she confessed her love for an old boyfriend and broke off the engagement. Rob was devastated and resigned himself to just being single. He didn't even date anymore, preferring to spend his time working and spending time with his faithful German shepherd, Ralph. In his college years, Adam, the groom, had worked for Rob for two summers. Although their roles were clear at work, they became good friends. Adam even thought of Rob as a mentor or a big brother. Although they didn't see each other often and he had met Kelly only a handful of times, Rob wouldn't have missed their wedding day. RETURN TO THE WEDDING It was always awkward to attend a wedding alone but Rob was getting used to the experience. He timed his entrance at the club so that he wouldn't have to mingle before the ceremony. Sitting down quickly gave him time to look over the crowd. He didn't miss the stares of a few young women but he kept his eyes roving, not wanting to give any desperate young female the wrong impression. He knew that single women often attend weddings hoping to find Prince Charming, but he wasn't that naïve. He hoped to find dance partners but nothing more. Standing behind the chairs was an elegant looking woman. She looked to be about forty and Rob thought she was stunningly graceful. Her black and white suit was gorgeous and hugged her curves perfectly. Her legs were shapely and even her shoes were a statement in fun fashion. Her blonde hair skimmed her shoulders and framed her pretty face perfectly. He caught himself staring at her and wondering about her. 'Who was she, was she taken, how could he meet her' were all thoughts that crossed his mind. His cock stirred in his pants until he had to cover it with his hands. He chided himself for being so ridiculous and looked away, hoping the distraction would quiet the action in his briefs. Grandparents and then parents were escorted to their seats as the music began to play. A bimbo- ish brunette was escorted to the 3rd row on the bride's side, her breasts bouncing as she walked. Rob had heard about her. He knew Kelly and Adam were nervous about what she may do on their special day and after seeing her, he knew why. Next, to his surprise, the lovely blonde was escorted up the aisle. Her smile was dazzling. Just watching her made him happy. Of course, he thought noticing the resemblance, this was Kelly's mother. He knew they were very close but he couldn't believe she was actually old enough to be the mother of the bride. She looked far younger than her age. She was seated in the front row and then at the right moment she stood, signifying that everyone should stand for the bride's entrance. Rob felt a pang of jealousy as he watched Adam watching Kelly. Obviously very much in love, the room was filled with anticipation as they came together in the front. The ceremony went off without any problems. The only glitch was when the little boy tripped and said "shit" loudly. Adam stepped up which made everyone laugh. Loud clapping accompanied the couple as they made their way down the aisle and after the wedding party exited, Rob watched as Kelly's lovely mother left, glowing in their wake. The receiving line moved slowly but appetizers and champagne were served and soon it was Rob's turn to meet and greet. Kelly's father was first and Rob felt sufficiently blown off at his non-greeting. Although Kelly's mom was next, Adam reached over and pulled Rob in for a bear hug. "Hey! I'm so glad you came! Rob, this is my new mother, Sheila. Sheila, this is the best boss I've ever had and my good friend, Rob." Sheila put her hand out to Rob but he took advantage of the situation and hugged her instead. Where else but a wedding could he get away with that? She startled but recovered quickly and welcomed him. "So nice to meet you, Rob. Kelly has mentioned you. Thank you for coming." The line was moving along quickly so Rob only had a chance to say, "Thank you. Great to meet you, too." As he walked further down the row though, he couldn't help but relive that moment when he felt her body press into his. It was a brief moment but his cock sure responded easily. As is usually the case, there was a prolonged waiting time as the receiving line continued and pictures were taken. Rob found himself at a table with two couples and three young women. They were all friends of the couple and were pleasant. Before very long, dinner was served and conversation flowed as easily as the champagne. Rob noticed Sheila as she made her way to a table toward the front. She stopped to talk to people as she moved gracefully. Her smile was warm and although he couldn't hear what she was saying, he could easily see that she was very well liked. Jim and Brooke, on the other hand, moved through the room like bulls in a china shop. People avoided their gaze and moved out of the way as they barreled through. The contrast between Kelly's parents was evident and stunning. Rob doubted that anyone in the room could miss that. Over dinner, Alicia, Rob's unofficial dinner date, did her best to flirt with Rob. He was polite but not interested in a 23 year old college senior studying anthropology. His gaze kept wandering to the front table where Sheila sat with what appeared to be family. Jim and the bimbo sat at another table so at least Sheila had some peace while eating. Rob watched Sheila as she smiled and chatted easily. Her golden hair shined against the candlelight and Rob was glad he had a seat where he could see her easily. His interest in her was a little puzzling but for whatever reason he was a bit obsessed and hoped to take it further before the night was done. At the very least he wanted to dance with her and feel her pressed against him once again. After dinner came the toasts. Kelly hadn't wanted to allow her dad to make a toast at her wedding. She and Adam argued about it for weeks before they agreed to let her mother decide. Sheila understood Kelly's feelings, after all Jim hadn't been much of a father, but the fact remained that he was her father and should have the opportunity to toast them at the dinner. They made a compromise that he would be allowed to toast them but that Sheila would as well. Brooke tried to finagle a spot too but she was quickly refused. Jim's toast was long and boorish and included many 'jokes' about how much he was spending on the wedding. Kelly and Adam were embarrassed at his inappropriateness and relieved when he finally sat down. Sheila rose to share about her daughter and the wonderful view she had been privileged to have as the couple grew in their love and commitment to each other. She allowed herself some tears as she spoke from the heart. Kelly walked over and hugged her mother when she finished. In between small talk at the table, Rob watched Sheila with her daughter. He was touched, like most of the other guests, at the closeness of their relationship. The atmosphere was warm and loving and it was hard not to get caught up in the sentiment. Finally the dance began. The floor was cleared and the DJ began the music. Kelly and Adam danced first, the lights dimmed low and the music soft. It was a lovely view for all. The father/daughter dance came next. It was clear that there wasn't a close loving relationship between them as they woodenly went through the motions. Even before the song ended, Kelly broke away and took Sheila's hand, dancing with her instead. Jim simply moved over to Brooke and began pawing at her leg. Adam soon joined Kelly and Sheila and they laughed and danced their way through an upbeat song. Adam's family danced next and then finally everyone was invited to join the bridal party on the dance floor. Finally, thought Rob, maybe I'll get my chance to dance with her. The problem was that Sheila's dance card was apparently very full. She danced with grandpas and uncles and friends, and other women and little boys. She twirled around on the dance floor for at least an hour without stopping. In the meantime Rob danced with just about every available woman in the room. He kept watching for his chance to dance with Sheila and could see she was having a great time. He didn't want to interrupt so he decided he would just leave. Desiring her from afar was all that would happen, he figured. Never Disappoint the Bride's Mother Grabbing his suit coat and saying goodbye to the others at his table, he made his way to the door. The fresh air was welcoming as he stepped outside. He was halfway to his truck when he heard a woman's voice calling him. "Rob! Please wait!" She quickly caught up with him. "I saw you leaving and I have to know. Aren't you going to dance with me? I've been wanting all night and now you're going to leave before I get the chance? Hmmmmmm, it's not a good idea to disappoint the bride's mother." She said teasingly. Rob grinned. "It looked like your dance card was completely full but I was hoping to dance with you too." They smiled at each other, Sheila getting lost in his warm brown eyes. "Well, we could go back in but it's hot and crowded and one or both of us may get pulled away to dance with someone else, again. I don't know about you but I can hear the music just fine out here." He said tentatively, "Would you dance with me here?" She moved into him and put her arm over his shoulder. They clasped hands as his other hand slipped to the small of her back. He held her lightly as they began moving together. The outside lights cast shadows over them as they danced together. Rob found himself sharing with her about his life. He told her about his work and his dog. Sheepishly, he admitted that that was about all there was to his life. She laughed, refusing to believe that. Then she went on to tell him about her life. Mostly that consisted of a job and her daughter. "See, I don't have much in my life either." She said, her voice growing a little wistful. "I guess with Kelly married now, I really don't have much." The thought made her move closer to him, seeking warmth and contact. Rob understood and held her closer. He tried not to notice her soft, round breasts and the way they pressed against his chest. He tried to keep his hand still and not let it slip lower to the curve of her ass. He tried to keep his thoughts pure but it was impossible to do. Molded against each other, they continued to slow dance even when the music inside sped up. They talked quietly which they would not have able to do on the noisy dance floor. She finally got the nerve up to ask how old he was and laughed softly when he told her he was 31. He felt her stiffen so he teased softly, "Age doesn't matter to me when it comes to dancing." After a time Patty came out to the front of the club looking for Sheila. She paused and looked knowingly at the dancing couple but then said, "Hey sis, Kelly is looking for you. They're getting ready to throw the bouquet." Rob took Sheila's hand and led her into the building. Sheila surprised herself by allowing the contact. Once close to the happy couple though, he let her go and stood back to watch as the traditional elements of bouquet tossing and garter flinging took place. He found a spot at an empty table and ate a cupcake as he watched Sheila from a distance. She was mesmerizing and he hoped their connection wasn't over for the night. At 10:00, the couple left in a limo and then the guests began to leave. Rob stayed in the background hoping for the chance to talk to Sheila again. Finally after most of the guests were gone, Sheila came over and sat at the table with him. She looked beautiful but tired, he told her. She smiled wearily and admitted to the exhaustion part. Sheila waved Patty and her husband, Karl over to the table. After making introductions Sheila said, "You two look beat. Why don't you head home? I'm sure Rob can give me a ride home." Rob was surprised but pleased and started to agree but Patty interrupted. "We don't mind, do we Karl? We can take you home." Patty's eyes showed concern for her sister but Sheila patted her hand and shook her head. "Patty, I appreciate all you've done to help with the wedding and I appreciate your big sister protection but I'm perfectly safe with Rob. He is Adam's friend and I trust him. Now, please Karl, take your wife home." Sheila finished firmly. Reluctantly and with a suspicious glance at Rob, Patty allowed Karl to drag her out of the room. Sheila smiled weakly and said, "She's over protective but she means well. And just so you know, I checked you out with Adam so I know I can trust you." Rob grinned and stood up, taking her by the hand. "Then I guess we should head out." Rob drove a high riding truck so it took some work to get Sheila into the cab. Her dress was tight fitting around her hips and even with pulling it up to almost her groin, Rob still needed to firmly hold her waist and lift her. Not that he minded! The feel of her tight body under his hands thrilled him so he was happy for the excuse. Sheila gave him her address and while he drove she actually nodded off. He completely understood and enjoyed the sound of her deep breathing as she dozed. Once at her house he woke her gently and helped her out of the cab. Easier out than in, he thought. As they walked up to the door he kept his hand firmly on the small of her back. Being so tired made her a bit unsteady and he wanted to deliver her safely home. Standing at the door with the light shining on them, Rob leaned over and kissed her cheek. Then one or both of them moved and their lips met. Tentative at first, but with the passion quickly growing, their tongues were soon slow dancing and their bodies pressed together. His hands wandered down her back to squeeze her round ass and he became aware of her soft breasts pressed hard against him. Sheila breathlessly kissed him and placed her hands on his ass. Pulling him into her, she felt his very hard cock pressed against her lower belly. They stood there kissing and touching for long minutes before Sheila pulled away slightly. "I don't want to stop this but I'm afraid I'm going to fall asleep kissing you if I don't get into bed. Now, I would really like to invite you in but I have a brunch I have to get to tomorrow morning and I really need to sleep." Rob sighed heavily and said, "I understand. I heard about the brunch and gift opening for the couple. It's just a family thing though, right?" "Technically yes, but I can invite a guest if I want to. Would you like to come?" She asked. "I would. Thank you for inviting me." With that, Rob leaned in to kiss her again. Soon they were lost in the passion and time was ticking away. This time Rob stopped them and sweetly kissed her goodnight. Giving her his cell number, he asked her to text the address in the morning. After a few more 'goodbye' kisses, Rob finally got in his truck and started home. Sheila didn't know that his home was almost 90 minutes away. By the time he got there it was after 1:00 and he was beat. As he got into bed, he lightly stroked his cock while he replayed their make out session in his mind. Slowly he built to a climax and came thinking of her soft tits pressed tight against his chest. The next morning Sheila woke refreshed and happy. She quickly sent a text with the information about the brunch. Then she showered and dressed before heading out. The brunch was held at Adam's parent's house. It was a lovely old house on a few acres of land. Sheila really didn't have any responsibilities during the brunch and gift opening, just to be there, but she arrived early anyway in case she could be helpful. Rob, after driving another 90 minutes (unknown to Sheila), pulled up right on time. Sheila noticed him soon after he came in the door and was pleased that he was mingling and chatting. She approached him and greeted him in a friendly way but without touching him. He understood but still leaned over to kiss her cheek. "Just a quick kiss," he whispered in her ear. The catered brunch was delicious. After eating, everyone moved to the family room for the gift opening. Baby Brooke was bubbling over with excitement as she insisted that Adam and Kelly open their gift first. The look that passed between the couple was clear. Open their gift and maybe she'll stop acting like a spoiled child. Sheila, sitting next to Rob, thought, fat chance! Opening the small and beautifully wrapped gift, Kelly pulled out two sets of keys. Then everyone heard a beep, beep from outside. Parked in front of the house was a black Lincoln SUV with a huge bow on the top. It was a really nice vehicle and a very generous gift and of course, the couple was appreciative, but Sheila was especially proud of the way that they politely and sincerely thanked Jim and Brooke but then moved on to the other gifts. With the same enthusiasm they thanked guests for bed sheets and stacks of towels and place settings. Rob's gift was a set of tools suitable for working with concrete. "You never know when you may want to come back and work for me again," he said with a grin. Kelly's hands began to shake as they opened Sheila's gift. Kelly didn't know what it was but knew it would be something special and personal. In the box was a set of gorgeous stemware that Kelly had picked out months before but underneath was an antique quilt that her great, great grandmother had pieced together but Sheila had lovingly restored by hand. The blanket was lovely and Kelly cried as she hugged her mother tightly. After all the gifts were opened, Jim approached Sheila to complain about the lack of enthusiasm over his gift. Sheila answered simply, "I think Adam and Kelly appreciate every gift, including yours. Now, your daughter is leaving on her honeymoon soon so I suggest you go give her a hug and a kiss." By mid afternoon Sheila finally felt she could leave. Surprisingly Rob was still there, which warmed her heart for reasons she didn't quite understand. All day he had chatted with the young and the old and everyone in between. She had watched him take the boys out to the yard and throw a football and she had watched him sit with great-grandma listening to her stories from the past. Thanking their hosts, Rob and Sheila left together agreeing to go over to her house. It had been a really crazy few days and Sheila just wanted to be home. She didn't want to be alone though, she told him. Pulling up to the house, Rob hurried to hold the door for her. They walked up the sidewalk together and she unlocked the door. Once in the entryway, Sheila kicked the door closed and immediately melted into his arms. He breathed a sigh of relief since he wondered how fast or how slow to push things. Her taking the initiative solved all of that for him. They kissed for long minutes, moving from the foyer to the living room. Collapsing onto the couch, they groped each other feverishly. Her blouse unbuttoned down the front and he slowly unwrapped her like a present. She pulled his shirt over his head and yanked the material of her blouse out of her skirt. He sensuously slipped it off of her, burying his face in her cleavage. Her hands twined in his hair as she began to squirm. Slowly he pulled down the straps of her bra and filled his hands with her tits. Her head thrown back, she moaned loudly as he sucked on her hardened nipples, first one and then the other. Rob wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her onto his lap. His hands roamed over her ample breasts as his mouth attacked her neck. She could feel his hard cock under her thigh and she moved to stand in front of him pleading, "Let me take your pants off. I want your cock." Rob stood next to her and watched as she leaned over to unbutton, unzip and slip his pants off. His erection was throbbing and huge in his briefs so she pushed him back onto the couch and knelt between his legs. Slowly she licked him through the briefs, nibbling on his cock and seeking the precum she knew would be soaking through at any time. Sure enough a wet spot appeared and she moaned loudly as she ran her tongue over it. Rob tried hard to stay still not wanting to cum too soon. As she reached in his fly to free his cock, he stopped her and said, "Sheila, let's go to your room. I want to make love to you." Moving to the stairs, Sheila started up them ahead of Rob. He watched her ass sway in the tight skirt as she climbed. Reaching up he unhooked her bra and watch it fall to a step. Deftly he played with the waistband of her skirt and quickly unhooked and unzipped it. Sheila laughed softly and stepped out of the material as it fell to her feet. She only wore lacey panties and thigh highs at that point and Rob rushed to catch up to her, pressing his body against hers from behind. Only her panties and his briefs separated them and soon they would be gone as well. He couldn't wait. She led him into her room. The light was dim and the temperature was cool. Sheila folded back the covers and slipped under the warm comforter. He stood by the side of the bed, just wanting to savor the moment. She reached over to him and slipped down his briefs. Standing naked by her side, he pulled the covers down, exposing her almost naked body. She said she was chilly and started to pull the blankets up again, but he grinned and lay down next to her. "No covers, my sweet lover. I want to see all of you." He growled. Slowly he began to explore her body, kissing her deeply and feeling every inch of her. His mouth followed his hands as he sought to kiss every part. She lay back and sighed deeply as he licked and kissed her with devotion. He moved down her body and she tensed knowing what he was going to do. His tongue ran over her thighs and forced her legs open. Taking his time, he pulled her panties to the side and teased her slit with his mouth, running his tongue up and down, over and over. She bucked as he pleasured her and hung on to her hips. Her wet pussy was slick and so delicious. He just couldn't get enough of her. He moved up to her clit, licking and finally sucking. Suddenly he felt her stiffen as she came on his tongue. Weakly Sheila cried, "Come up here. I want to taste your tongue." Rob moved up and faced her, kissing her deeply, their moans filling the room. Without warning he slipped her panties down, spread her thighs with his knee and buried his cock deep inside of her. The fast movement took her breath away but as he began fucking her, her hips joined his rhythm, moving with and against him faster and faster. Their love making was fast and furious but oh so incredible. He cried out as he came and grasped her ass, pulling her into him. She felt him throb and release deep inside of her, wrapping her legs tightly around him. They clung to each other like a drowning man clinging to a life vest. After a number of minutes Rob slid to her side and looked at her intently. With a sweet grin he asked, "Well, did I disappoint the bride's mother?" They laughed together and snuggled, imagining what the future might bring.