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New Older Man

By: sleepingfaery



At 28 years old I hadn't been with a man for three years. The first two years after my husband died, I couldn't bare the thought of another man touching me. I felt like it was cheating. Jake wasn't supposed to die in that car accident. He was supposed to grow old and gray with me. Jake was gone and I knew I had to move on, but acknowledging this didn't make things any easier. Still, at twenty-eight I wasn't willing to spend the rest of my life alone. 

This last year, familiar urges returned to my body. I craved a man's hands holding me, touching me, sliding up and down my body. I wanted to kiss a man passionately and slide my hands all over his body. I wanted a man to rip my clothes off in a "I gotta have you now" kind of way. Most of all I wanted companionship again. I lived in a big house and it seemed so lonely. There was nobody around for me to talk to about my day at work or anything else on my mind. Sure I had friends, but not a best friend with benefits like a husband or boyfriend. It was so hard for me to go to work and hear about my fellow teachers going out with their husbands or boyfriends. They all seemed so happy, and I wanted to be happy like that again. 

My best friend and fellow teacher, Beth, encouraged me to explore these feelings. She even tried setting me up on a few blind dates, but none of the men appealed to me. I knew why too.

"You have a thing for John Hanson? But he must be at least twice your age!" squealed Beth, after I told her the reason why the last blind date didn't work.

"He's 50 and still damn handsome," I said more in my defense than John's.

"I can't argue with you there, and he doesn't wear a wedding band so he looks awfully available," grinned Beth.

John Hanson was also a teacher, a physics teacher to be more exact. He stood about 6'5", had a lean build from running every day often past my house in the morning. His hair was still mostly black with a sprinkle of gray hair. And his eyes...well they captivated me. They were a deep blue and every time I looked at them, I felt as if I couldn't pull away. I don't know how many times I blushed because I continued to make eye contact long after it was appropriate. And his voice was equally captivating. It was somewhat deep, and had a radio DJ's quality to it. 

John's looks weren't his only attributes. He was damn smart. I often found myself wondering why he didn't go on to be a professor, why he bothered to work with often rude high school students? Every time I saw the man in the teacher's lounge, he was carrying one book or another on various topics. He caught my attention one day (truthfully he caught it every day) when I saw him reading a history book. I am a history teacher and had read the book he was half way through.

"That's a great book. I picked it up one night and the next thing I knew, the sun was coming up," I said, laughing at my own joke.

He looked up from the book and smiled at me. Those eyes, they held me and I couldn't turn away even if I wanted to. "I can't agree more. I almost wish I could cancel class today. I'd love to sit here and finish it."

"The other teachers might get jealous if you knock off for the day," I said, smiling.

"You're probably right, Jan," he said breaking eye contact to look at the clock.

That was habit of his, to say the name of the person he was speaking to at the end of a sentence. I loved it. I imagined how he would say my name if he were making love to me, but then quickly tried to clear the thought from my mind. 

John closed the book and stood up, "If you have a chance, I'd love to discuss the book with you sometime," he said while walking toward the door.

"Sure, John I would love to," I said, smiling at him, wondering if I would scream his name if he were making love to me. I had to clear these thoughts from my mind. I was at work and John hadn't shown that kind of interest in me. 

John nodded his head and smiled at me as he walked out the door to go to his class. I could feel the wetness in my panties as he left. How serious was he about discussing the book? I pictured us sitting comfortably on my living room couch, holding glasses of wine as we talked and laughed, a copy of the book we intended to discuss forgotten on the coffee table. Then I saw him standing up and walking over to turn on my stereo, tuning the radio to a soft jazz station. He walked over to me with his hand extended, "Care to dance?" Setting my wine glass down, I accepted his hand, and found myself pulled close to his tall lean body. It felt so good being so close. Feeling his hot breath warming my neck as he held me with two arms around my waist, my wetness only increasing. Finally, feeling the bulge in his pants grow as he pulled my body even closer to his.

"Jan, what are you thinking about? Must be good because you have a dreamy look on your face."

Beth startled me. How long had I been standing there daydreaming about John? Thank goodness Beth was the one to discover me and not some other teacher.

I blushed and stuttered "I...I ..."

"Let me guess, you were thinking about John," she smiled.

"How did you know?"

"You just told me and he was on his way out as I was walking in."

I was blushing and trying to think of anything to excuse my behavior. Beth just laughed at me and pulled me over to the table.

"Come on let's eat, and you can tell me all about what you were thinking."

Eat? That's what I had come to the lounge for, to eat my lunch. John had made me completely forget this.

"Oh it's nothing, just a silly daydream," I said trying to change the subject.

"Yeah right, you're acting goofier than a high school girl thinking about her first crush."

"Oh please Beth, I am not."

"Sure, and you aren't wet right now?"

My returning blush was all the answer Beth needed. 

"You've got it bad! Why don't you just ask him out on a date? It's better than getting up early every morning just to watch him run by your house, and it might stop you from standing in the middle of the teachers' lounge with a dreamy look on your face. You're lucky I'm the one who found you."

"I can't ask him out. I am more than 20 years younger than him. He might be offended."

"Yes, some 50 year old man is going to be offended because some 28 year old woman wants to throw her body at him."

"Beth!"

"Tell me it isn't true."

Dammit, why was she always right? I would love to be in his arms with my body pressed tight against his. Most of all I wanted him tearing at my clothes, getting them off as quickly as possible.

"See I knew it," Beth said as she watched my dreamy look return.

"I don't know. It's been so long since I've been with a man, and all I am managing to do now is act like a school girl."

"So put on a school girl outfit, go over to his house, and ask him for a date. If he's any kind of man, the date will begin right then!"

"Beth, stop it!"

"Jan, I can't stand seeing you like this. You are too young to spend the rest of your life alone. Either you ask him out or I'll do it for you."

"You wouldn't dare. What are you going to do, pass him a note asking 'Do you want to go out with Jan? Circle yes or no.'"

"If that's what it takes to get you on a date with a guy who clearly has your attention, then yes."

I glared at Beth, but said nothing. Ever since I told her I wanted to start dating again, she had been dogging me about it every step of the way. She wasn't going to let up any time soon. I loved Beth, and appreciated she was so concerned about my happiness, but sometimes she could be so damned annoying about the whole dating issue. I had to ask John out before she did it for me, but how to do it?

* * *

It was because of Beth's threat that I found myself planting flowers in my long disused garden in the front of my house at 5:30am. I was waiting for John to run by, hoping to "accidentally" catch his attention. I kept looking up, hoping to see his tall figure making its way down the sidewalk. He was so beautiful when he ran. The muscles in his long legs flexing with every step, and his muscular chest thrust forward so his muscles were outlined through the t-shirt. Seeing him run by every morning was such a wonderful way to begin the day.

A smile spread across my face as I saw his figure turn the corner. I quickly bent over pretending to dig a whole for the plant. My clothes had been carefully selected this morning. I didn't want to look desperate by wearing an outfit that revealed too much, but I didn't want my body to go unnoticed. I had settled on a pair of tan Capri pants that flattered my rear, and a somewhat tight white top with a push up bra to show off my B cup breasts.

"Jan, good morning. You've certainly picked an odd time to do some gardening."

I turned around and did my best to look surprised to see him. "Oh, good morning John. I didn't know you ran this early in the morning," I lied.

"Oh really, who did you think was running by all those morning when you were looking out the window?"

I was horrified. He knew I watched him out my bedroom window every morning, and never said anything? The red seeped into my face, and I began to stutter worse than a school girl around her crush.

John laughed, "Relax Jan, it's flattering to have a fan like you. An old man like me doesn't get many looks from young women like you."

"You're not old," I blurted out.

"Thank you, you're making me feel at least ten years younger. What are you planting?"

"I...um...planting..." What was I planting? I didn't even know. After work I ran over to a home improvement store and grabbed the first pretty flowers I saw sitting outside. I didn't even look at the names, and truthfully I had no idea how to plant them.

John walked over, and pulled out the white name marker from one of the flower cartons. "It looks like you're trying to plant petunias. You've never gardened before, have you Jan?"

"No," I admitted, feeling as if I would never stop blushing. There was no way I could ask him on a date now. I had made too much of a fool of myself. I was beginning to wonder if I shouldn't switch schools and neighborhoods now.

"I'd be glad to help you. I haven't gardened in awhile, but I still remember the basics."

"What about your run? Don't you want to finish it?"

"I can run any time. Really, Jan, I don't mind. It'll be fun to garden again."

"All right, why not? I know I need the help." My panties got wet. I couldn't believe I was going to work along side this sexy man. I couldn't believe he was still willing to talk to me, and not ask me why I was planting petunias at 5:30am. Something in the back of my mind told me he probably already knew the answer, and the thought made me even wetter.

"Great! First things first. We need to dig up all the weeds before we plant anything."

John and I worked steadily for an hour. In that time he told me he had lost his wife about seven years ago to cancer. He had dated a little since then, but no one interested him. I told him about how I lost my husband in a car accident, and said I hadn't found anyone appealing to date either. I felt so comfortable with him. He was so open and honest, and such a gentleman. His rear bumped into mine accidentally when we were turning in opposite directions. It sent a thrill down my spine that ended right in my panties. John seemed embarrassed by what happened. He apologized profusely. I gave him a giant smile and told him it was no big deal. I wanted to tell him he could bump into me any time he liked and for as long as he wanted. 

"Wow, look at the time," I said looking down at my watch.

John looked down at his, "6:30, we need to get ready for work. I really need a shower."

"Me too," images of us in the shower together came to mind. Hands and lips everywhere. 

John was looking down at the garden, and didn't notice the dreamy look that had no doubt taken over my face again. 

"It looks like we have most of the weeding done. We can plant the flowers later this evening, that is if you don't mind."

"No, I would love to finish the garden with you," I quickly responded, feeling thrilled because we had a date planned, even if it wasn't officially called a date. 

"Great, I'll be over around 6:45 or so. It will be cooler then."

"Sounds like a plan," I responded lamely. 

John smiled, stretched his legs a bit, and began jogging away. I watched him until he was out of view, enjoying his rear muscles work under his shorts.

Once in the house I showered quickly, picked out a new outfit to wear. Something flattering, but work appropriate. I wanted to look my best for when I saw John in the teacher's lounge.

Once at work, the morning dragged by so slowly. During the period before lunch I was antsier than my students to go to lunch. John and my lunch break only overlapped for ten minutes. When the bell rang, I had to control myself so I wasn't the first one out of the room. My students were probably wondering about my behavior to begin with, and high school students were oh so good at starting rumors. I didn't need to encourage them. 

After every student had left the room, I quickly grabbed my lunch bag from my desk drawer and dashed out of the room. I found John sitting in the teacher's lounge reading a book about gardening. I wasn't surprised.

"Hi John."

John looked up and smiled warmly. "Hello Jan, I was just giving myself a refresher on gardening."

I smiled back and chuckled, "Some how I'm not surprised. You must have a book about everything at your house."

"My wife used to say that too." John looked almost surprised that statement came out of his mouth. Other than that morning, I had never heard him talk about his wife. As far as I could tell, no other teacher but myself knew what happened.

"John," I said while walking towards him, "please don't ever feel hesitant to talk about your wife around me. I know how hard it is to lose a spouse, and it's nice to know someone else who understands what I've been through."

A look of relief and understanding washed over his face. "Thank you, Jan. That means a lot to hear."

I smiled back at him and took a seat next to him. "Reading anything interesting in that gardening book?"

"You'll see," he said in somewhat mischievous tone. He then looked up at the clock, shut his book, stood up, and walked toward the door.

"I'll see you this evening, Jan."

He said this right as Beth walked through the door. Her face lit up with a giant smile, which she promptly tried to cover up by giving John an overly exuberant greeting. John smiled back, looking a bit startled, and then threw me one last smile before he left.

"I can't believe you have a date with him. You actually did it," Beth squealed.

"Keep your voice down, I don't want him to hear. Besides it isn't actually a date." I proceeded to tell Beth, in great detail what had happen that morning. She got a good laugh at my expense.

"I can't believe he knew you were watching him run all this time. I would have buried myself in the garden right then and there if he had said that to me. I don't care what you want to call it, it looks like a date to me, and I am so happy for you."

"Thanks Beth."

The rest of the day dragged by more slowly than the morning did. It didn't help that my afternoon classes were taking a test. I couldn't even distract myself with teaching. Instead I sat behind my desk, attempting to correct papers while trying to push steamy thoughts aside of John and me in bed together. 

When I finally got home, I took a shower, found another pair of Capri pants to wear, and put on an even tighter shirt. I was tempted to go braless, but that was just a bit too obvious. Instead I settled for another pushup bra. I tied my shoulder length brown hair up in a pony tail and applied light make up. Looking at myself in the mirror, I decided I looked good enough to eat, or at least I hoped John thought so. 

Next, I ran around the house cleaning it up. I also put a bottle of wine in the fridge in hopes that I could entice John to come in and join me on couch. Maybe I would get that dance to soft jazz yet. After all that there was nothing more to do then wait. This whole day had been about waiting. It didn't help that John had left on such a mischievous note. What was he up to? Another hour before I found out.

About ten minutes before John said he would arrive, I was sure to be outside clearing out any last weeds. Five minutes into the job, John pulled up in his car and hopped out. I gave him a big smile and a warm hello. He was dressed in a pair of shorts, tennis shoes, and t-shirt. The man looked ready to work and very yummy. 

"Jan come help me pull all this stuff out of my car."

"What stuff?"

"Gardening stuff. Different types of flowers, enriched soil, hoes, all kinds of stuff."

I walked over to his car and looked in. On his back seat he had an assortment of all different types of flowers. I didn't know the names of any of them, but they looked beautiful. In his trunk were a couple bags of soil, and other gardening supplies.

"Wow, I can't believe you brought all these things over. That's so sweet of you."

"My pleasure. Besides if we are going to put all this work into your garden, I don't want you to have only petunias in it. Your garden needs to be as pretty as you are."

I blushed. This was the first time he openly flirted with me. A glass of wine after gardening was looking more and more possible. The thought excited me quite a bit. I felt a lovely tingly sensation, and wondered if I wouldn't have to excuse myself to change my panties before the gardening work was through. 

"Let's get started," John said, while handing me a carton full of pretty pink flowers.

We worked for two hours. When I finally stood up to survey the garden, I was amazed by how beautiful it looked. Even in the dimming light of the evening I knew it looked great. While looking over our work, I began massaging my lower back. All that kneeling down and digging left me a bit stiff in the area.

"Here let me help you with that." I felt John's hand on my lower back and his wonderful fingers rub my stiffness away.

"Mmm, that feels so good. Where did you learn to massage so well?"

"My wife was a massage therapist so I picked up a thing or two," John said.

I wanted to stay standing there for a long time feeling his hands on me, but the mosquitoes had other ideas. 

"Would you like to come inside before we get sucked dry out here?"

"Sure, why not?"

John followed behind me as I walked up the steps to my door. I hoped he was looking over my backside as it swayed when I took each step. Anything to make him want me, take me. I was so open to any possibility at the moment. A shower, romp in bed, more massaging, whatever it took to get his hand back on me again. 

"Make yourself at home. How does some wine sound?"

"That sounds great," John said while falling heavily on my couch.

"Don't fall asleep on me now, " I laughed as I walked away to get the wine.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't do that to you," he called after me.

I returned with two wine glasses each filled with generous portion of wine. I handed one to John, and sat down next to him, as close as I dared.

"I see your plan now. You're trying to seduce me by getting me drunk."

I laughed, "I would never do such a thing."

John held up his wine glass, "A toast to new beginnings."

I smiled, feeling more excited by the moment, clinked my glass to his and took a large gulp of wine. It wasn't the most lady like thing I had done, but I wanted to calm my nerves. 

John watched me intently seeming to very much enjoy the view. His stare made me nervous. I wish he would kiss me or grab me, anything at all. In an effort to reduce some of the tension I was feeling, I began rolling my head from side to side. My neck was stiff too from the gardening. I watched John reach his hand over and begin massaging the back of my neck.


New Older Man Ch. 02



* * *

Thursday after school arrived much more quickly than I expected. I was nervous about going to the gynecologist especially after realizing I hadn't been there since Jake's death. Way past time for an annual check up. The very helpful nurse practitioner was only too happy to reprimand me for failing to care for my womanly health needs. I smiled at her and didn't say anything. All I needed was for her to give me a prescription for the pill and I would be on my way hopefully into a bed with John.

It turns out, birth control was much more advanced since I last had inquired. I could be on the pill, or the patch, or ring, or even a shot.

"The ring?" I asked.

The nurse practitioner, clearly not having a good day, gave me an exasperated look and told me the ring was a form of vaginal birth control that lasted for three weeks at a time. Unfortunately, the ring needed a month to build up in the system so John and I would still need condoms for the next month. I hadn't been on birth control for a very long time, and really didn't like the idea of popping a pill every morning. I settled for the ring and decided John could handle condom duty for another month. 

I walked out to the waiting room with a prescription and free sample in hand. John rose and kissed me.

"How did it go?" he asked. 

I didn't respond to John because I was noticing the looks I was getting from other women sitting around the waiting room. Raised eyebrows, pursed lips and other looks of disapproval appeared to be a common theme.

"Great," I mumbled. John's eyes followed my own and soon his eyebrows went up as he began to realize what I was looking at.

"Come on," he said while circling his arm around my waist. 

"Of all the nerve," I practically screamed and slammed the car door far louder then necessary. John got in his car while giving me a worried look. Where did those women get off? Great, they probably thought John was my sugar daddy or something disgusting like that. Was it so wrong that a younger woman found it well worth her time to spend it with an older man? Where did they even get off judging me? I drove home far faster than necessary still fuming about how people perceived my relationship. I groaned when I thought about my coworkers and students finding out. The rumors and whispering in corners would become irritating to say the least. 

I made a sharp turn into my driveway and skidded to a hard stop. I hopped out of my car and made for the door.

"Jan," called John. I kept walking. "Janet! Please stop walking so fast. We should talk," John said finally catching up to grab me by the wrist. 

"Not out here, ok? I don't need the neighbor's to pass judgment too."

"Fair enough," John said while guiding me the rest of the way to the door. He waited patiently for me to unlock it and then took me in. Once inside, he turned me around and pulled me into an embrace. We just stood there holding one another for awhile. I let the heat of his body soak in and relax me.

"Feel better?" John asked.

"A little," I mumbled.

"Come on, let's getting something ready for dinner. We can talk while we prep."

I was happy to have something to do with my hands. I felt agitated. I was becoming more nervous about the idea of somebody, namely a student, discovering the relationship between John and me. John poured me a glass of wine and I took one large drink.

"Look Jan, you can't get that upset about this. We both agreed to keep our relationship quiet. Beth is the only one that knows, and she is kind enough to keep quiet too. Even if there weren't an age difference, the rumors would still fly. We're coworkers enjoying the same bed. That's bound to get people talking. And we don't exactly work with the most mature people."

"I'm sorry John, I didn't mean to get so upset. I haven't been in a relationship in such a long time. I'm very happy with what we have between us and I don't need people ruining it."

"So don't let them. You aren't going to dump me over a few raised eyebrows and the same holds true for me. Nothing's perfect. We'll just have to deal with whatever comes our way. I am willing to do that if you are."

I smiled at John. His words were definitely making me feel better. "Don't worry John, you'll have to do a lot better than a few raised eyebrows to get out of this relationship."

"I'm happy to hear it. Now about that birth control. Do I get to do you senseless without the use of our latex friend tonight?"

"Not for another month."

"A month?"

I went over to the kitchen table and found the paper bag holding the ring. I pulled it out the bag to show John.

"Correct me if I am wrong, but that doesn't look like a pill."

"It's not. It's a ring. I insert it vaginally and have three weeks of steady protection, starting next month. It takes a month for the ring to build up in your system, but after that no more latex."

John groaned and walked over to embrace me. "You mean I have to wait a whole month for a morning quickie. I was looking forward to walking around the school with a stupid 'I got some' grin on my face. In a month school will be out."

"There's always summer school," I responded dryly. 

"Don't sound so annoyed. You'd have the same grin on your face."

I smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Speaking of summer school, are you teaching it this year?" John asked.

"Yes, I'm teaching a make up history course. How about you?"

"I'll be teaching a make up physics class." 

"I guess we're still coworkers for the summer."

"Don't worry Jan, I promise not to do you on your desk, even if there are less people in the building."

"You wouldn't dare," I said, while attempting to shove him away.

"I just promised you I wouldn't, even if you are very tempting."

"I hope you aren't offended when I tell you I have a hard time believing you. 

I can see I'm going to have to lock my classroom door."

"Not to worry, I'm sure I could strike up a friendship with at least one custodian."

"You're impossible!"

"I prefer horny and persistent."

John and I sat at the table eating. I was still immersed in my thoughts about what would happen if John and I were discovered. Apparently I lost track of everything else going on around me. I was startled when John came up from behind me and snaked his hand around to grope me in the breast.

"You know, there's been all this talk about sex on table tops and desk tops, yet I don't see to remember us enjoying sex that way," John spoke into my ear.

I flushed and my mind became filled with thoughts of erotic table top sex.

"Why don't you go upstairs, lose your clothing, and bring a latex friend back down with you. I'll clean up dinner," John said as he continued to talk into my ear. His hand was now pinching my nipple to attention. 

I quickly found myself in the bedroom with not a stitch of clothing on and a metallic packet in hand. Running down the stairs, I discovered John naked in my kitchen and a cleared off table top.

"I think you should come running down the stairs again. The bounce of your breasts was fun to watch."

"Hmm...I hear sex on table tops is great way to watch bouncing breasts."

"I can see the potential in that," John said as he walked forward to catch me up in an embrace. His erection fit snuggly against my stomach. 

Soon I found myself hoisted up on the table with my legs splayed and tossed over John's back. John's tongue was making me more than a little bit aroused.

"Mmm, you are one tasty dessert."

I was only able to moan in response. I was too busy watching John's tongue work magic over the labia and clitoris. It was very erotic watching his tongue slide up one side of my labia and back down the other side, and then come back up to focus on my clitoris. He was teasing me. He licked my clitoris just long enough to bring me to the edge and then quickly moved his tongue back down to lick my nether lips. 

"Please John. Don't tease. Just let me come."

John looked up and smiled. He grabbed the condom packet out of my tightly clenched fist. I had forgotten I was even holding on to it. Soon John was sheathed in latex and directing his member toward my very wet opening.

"I can't let you come yet. I want that bouncing breast show you promised first."

"I didn't..." My words were cut off as John entered me to the hilt. Soon I found my breasts bouncing up and down on my chest, and John's eyes following them, clearly enjoying the view.

"You know now that I am watching your breasts, I have to taste them." John's lips clamped down on my nipple and I felt his tongue swirling around it. After making my nipple nice and hard, he switched to the other nipple to perform the same service. I flung my head back and felt my body wanting to follow. John's arms wrapped around me and held me semi-upright. I slid my hand down my front side and began rubbing my clitoris.

"Careful Jan, you're going to squeeze me right out of you," John said, his voice strained with pleasure.

"I'd prefer to squeeze and orgasm out of you," I responded.

"That can be arranged." I found John's hands tighten around me as pulled my body toward his. My breasts were pressed up against his chest and I could feel his heavy breathing on my neck. My nails dug deep into his back as he thrust into me. I felt my orgasm build until it burst forward, rippling pleasure through my body. I moaned allowing the effects of the orgasm take over. John's groan of pleasure quickly joined my voice as I felt his penis tighten and release. We remained clinging to one another for awhile longer before I felt the need to move my body. John slowly eased out of me as I stood up, rubbing my tail bone as I did.

"I do like sex on table tops. I wonder if sex on desk tops is just as fun?"

"It's not happening. Some things are better left as fantasies."

"Hmm...still a very tempting idea."

I gave John a wry smile, but didn't bother to pursue the conversation. I knew he was trying to get me worked up, and I wasn't falling for it.

"Come on, let's take a shower, and correct some papers. I even brought a change of clothes for tomorrow."

"Well aren't you the prepared one."

John smiled and then walked over to where his pants lay folded on a kitchen chair. "I also brought something else over for you. Something that will give you a little more free reign over me."

I raised my eyebrow upward, wondering what he was about to give me. He turned around and in his hand was a key. 

"It's my house key. I hope you don't mind me being so forward. I figured you've only done good things for my house. It's certainly is a lot cleaner."

I stared at the house key for a moment and suddenly felt nervous. I also became aware of the fact that I was naked standing in front of a window in my kitchen. Schooling my emotions, I decided to just go with the flow. So what, John gave me his house key. It's not like I had to use it or give him my house key. Just go with the flow Jan. John's been nothing but good for you. I reached forward and accepted the house key with a smile on my face.

"I guess I don't know what to say. This is kind of a surprise to me."

"You could tell me that I might find a naked Jan in my bed as a surprise one day."

"First it's sex on desk tops and now naked surprises. I just don't know where you come up with these ideas."

"Let's just say I have a lot of inspiration," John said as he walked forward and pulled me into an embrace. "Thanks for accepting the house key. It means a lot to me."

I smiled at John, but didn't have any words to say back to him. 

John and I took a quick shower, and then we found ourselves back at the kitchen table surrounded by papers to correct. John had a smirk on his face.

"Are you going to tell me what's so funny?" I asked.

"Nothing, it just seems like a waste of a good table top is all. After all we did just have a fantastic time on this very table."

"John if you don't stop distracting me, I am going to take your house key and go over to your house to correct papers."

John laughed and said, "I promise to behave myself."

I couldn't help smiling at John, but my thoughts were about that key John had given me, rather than the table. A couple of weeks into this relationship, and I already felt like we were a few months in. I didn't mind that John was spending the night, but I definitely wanted to talk to Beth tomorrow. She'd help keep me from panicking. 

John and I finished correcting our papers, and then decided to watch a cheesy TV moving while eating popcorn. I lay snuggled against John on the couch feeling very content. Sex was great, but this form of companionship, just having someone to do anything at any time, was something I had been craving for quite some time. I fell asleep on the couch and awoke to John gently shaking me, telling me we should go to bed. He helped me off the couch and circled his arm around me as we made our way up the stairs. I quickly found myself naked and snuggling contently in John's arms. I'm sure I fell back to sleep with a smile on my face.

The next morning, John woke me earlier than usual. He stood before me in his running shorts and t-shirt. 

"I'm going for a jog now. You should get up and take a shower so I can take a shower when I get back."

I mumbled something incoherent to John, but found myself, by my on volition, sitting upright off the edge of the bed. I felt like I should have been annoyed. I was getting up earlier just to make sure John had time to take a shower. He could just as easily taken a shower at his house. Yet, I wasn't annoyed at all. I was actually happy. John was being courteous by making sure he woke me up early enough to get the time I needed in the bathroom. That was the way a relationship was supposed to work; two people looking out for one another. I looked up and through half opened eyes noticed John was staring intently down at me with a smile on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, just enjoying the view. I could get used to it."

I looked down to discover John's view was my naked body with my bed head hair topped up off with morning breath. Yes, all the fun aspects of a relationship. I threw my pillow at John.

"Get jogging you! I have a shower to take."

John chuckled, leaned down and kissed me on the top of my head and was off for his run. 

I took a shower in record time, was dressed just as quickly, and then slowed down a bit so I didn't botch my make up. I ran around gathering up all the papers I had corrected the previous night. Finally, I stopped in front of my junk drawer. Inside I pulled out a black magnetic case holding a spare house key. I had kept it outside at one time, but a series of robberies made me think better of it. I grabbed the key out of the case and shoved it in my purse just as I heard John come through the front door.

John walked into the kitchen heading for the refrigerator when he saw me. "Morning. You had me thinking you weren't much of a morning person. It's not often someone throws a pillow at me first thing in the morning."

"You were staring, it couldn't be helped." I said as I walked over to give John a quick peck on the lips. "I'll make breakfast while you are in the shower. Do you want oatmeal or eggs?"

John smiled, clearly enjoying that I was going to make him breakfast. "How about oatmeal?"

"Sounds good," I smiled back.

John left five minutes before I did. I watched the microwave clock to make sure he had exactly a five minute head start to get to the school before me. I was happy John was willing to put up with my somewhat extreme measures to avoid being noticed. At this point, I just couldn't deal with a whole building full of an age group who loved nothing more than to gossip, spreading rumors about John and me. The women at the gynecologist's office had been quite enough for me. 

I arrived at school with enough extra time to track down Beth. I needed to speak to her for at least a few minutes. Beth was in her room furiously correcting papers. When she saw me enter, she smiled. "Is that an after sex glow I detect?"

"Shh Beth! What if a student comes in?"

"Relax, I've kept your secret from the beginning. I'm not giving it up now."

"Sorry, just a bit sensitive about that matter right now."

"What's wrong Jan?"

"I can't tell you everything right now, but save time for me at lunch, I have a lot to tell you."

"Dammit Jan, you're going to leave me in suspense all morning. You know how I like a good romance fix."

"Later Beth. I promise to tell you everything."

Beth gave a huge sigh and then changed her face to a smile as a student walked into the classroom. "I'll be sure to make time for you at lunch," Beth said and then directed her attention to the student. 

* * *

Before I even made it out of my room for lunch, Beth came bounding into room with a look of sheer anticipation. After the last student left the room, she closed the door, and then grabbed a chair and pulled it up my desk.

"Ok spill it before I go nuts!"

"How did you get out of your classroom before I did?"

"Don't worry about that. All you need to do is start talking. You should know better than to come into my room telling me you really have to talk to me, and then not tell me a single thing. That was extremely rude."

Just then John stuck his head in my room. 

"Afternoon Jan and Beth."

Beth smiled like a school girl and gave a wave.

"Can I help you John?" very certain I looking somewhat constipated with how uncomfortable I felt.

"Lighten up Jan," chastised Beth.

I glared at Beth, but said nothing. I seemed to find myself glaring at Beth a lot lately. John smiled at Beth, only serving to encourage her.

"I thought it would be safe to invite you over for dinner tonight. Steaks on the grill sound all right?"

"She'll be there," Beth responded.

"Beth I can answer for myself!"

"I know, but right now you are too busy glaring at me so I figured I save you the time and answer for you."

I threw my hands up. I was sure by the end of the day the whole school would know about John and me.

"I'll leave you two ladies to your lunch. I'll see you at seven for dinner, Jan." John shut the door and was on his way.

Beth let out a giggle. "I love this secret romance stuff! One of these days you have to let me deliver a secret message to John for you."

"Beth, I think you're the one acting like a school girl now."

Beth smiled and then giggled again. Then her face became serious and once more she said, "Spill it!"

I proceeded to tell Beth everything about the evening before. Then I pulled the house key out of my purse and set it on my desk.

"Total bitches at the gyno office! Who do they think they are? Oh well, at least John was there to rescue you. Oh and table top sex! I so have to do that with my next boyfriend! I'm never looking at your kitchen table the same way. If you two ever want to try the desk top sex, I'll stand guard for you." Beth stopped talking long enough to notice the key I had just placed on the desk. "Oh, you're actually going to give him your house key. That's so awesome!"

"Do you really think so Beth?" 

"Absolutely! Tell me you aren't having the time of your life right now. Despite being such a worry wart about everyone finding out, I can't remember the last time you were this happy. You have a guy who adores you, and not just for the sex. He got you up early this morning just to make sure you had enough time. That is so sweet. Besides, don't you want a naked surprise in your bed one day?"

I smiled at Beth, fully knowing I would enjoy a surprise like that.

"See the dreamy look is back. You have to give John the key. It will represent a whole new level of trust in your relationship and hopefully lots of naked surprises."

A whole new level of trust. I guess this is more of going with the flow. Building trust in a relationship hardly seemed like a bad thing. In fact, it was usually the natural progression. My relationship with John appeared to be on the fast track to building the next level of trust. 




New Older Man Ch. 02



"All right, I'll give him the key. Tonight, while I am enjoying the steak meal he's prepared."

Beth smiled as she took a large bite of her sandwich. She swallowed and let out another giggle. "You have to tell me all about it on Monday. You two will be too busy making use of tabletops to tell me any sooner."

Chapter 5

After school, I went home and packed a bag with three changes of clothes and extra condoms. I didn't have any intention of coming home if I could help it. Giving John the key to my house would hopefully encourage him to take me to bed a lot. Really though, he didn't need a whole lot of encouraging in that area. I was just providing more inspiration with the house key.

I arrived at John's house at 6:30.

"You're early," John said as he leaned down to kiss me.

"I thought I could help. Maybe I could make a salad or something."

"That sounds good."

I carried my bag and my purse in and set both items next to the doorway. John raised his eyebrows, but then his face quickly turned to a smile.

"I hope you don't mind," I said, "but I don't plan on leaving until Monday morning."

"I like the sound of that," John said as he pulled me into an embrace. His hands snaked down my backside and begin grabbing my butt. Soon he was kissing me deeply. I began rubbing my hands up and down his back and grabbing his rear. John's hands were suddenly unbuttoning my blouse, and he began kissing and sucking the flesh down my neck. Once he freed me from my blouse, he was quick to take my bra off. His hands groped at my breasts, pinching my nipples into tight buds. His wondering lips moved down my neck to my nipples. He kissed one nipple and licked the underside of my breast, while his other hand squeezed my other breast and nipple.

Not liking that I was the only topless person, I began pulling at John's shirt. John stepped back a minute to allow me to pull it off. Quickly I was pulled back into an embrace, and then felt myself moving backwards until I was braced against the metal door. The cold metal of the door startled me and I let out a small cry. John chuckled, but didn't pull me away from the door. Instead he went for my jeans. I helped by sliding off my sandals as he unbuttoned my jeans. John's fingers hooked my waist band and my panties and he pulled both down at the same time. I kicked my jeans and panties away and soon felt John's fingers sliding up and down my wet folds. 

"That feels so damn good," I breathed heavily.

John began rubbing his finger back and forth across my clitoris. My head fell back against the door and I let out a cry. John's other arm circled around my back and braced me before my knees gave way. His mouth latched on to one of my nipples and sucked hard, and then he did the same to the other nipple. I was in total bliss. John's sensual assault led to quick and powerful orgasm. As my climax rippled through my body, I felt my arms lock tight and the palms of my hands lay flat and rigid against the door. My head lulled to one side, and I was certain I was just going to slide right down the door until my butt hit the floor. 

"I'm not sure if I can wait until the bedroom to do you," John breathed heavily into my ear, as he held me in a tighter embrace.

"You don't have to, I have condoms in my bag."

John half carried me half walked me to the carpeted steps and laid me back on them. He kissed me deeply and quickly and then stood up to remove his pants and boxers. Finally, he made his way to my bag and all but ransacked it searching for the condoms. Quickly he slid a condom on and turned toward me.

I had a smile on my face and my eyelids were half closed. My chest was a nice red glow from my last orgasm and I could feel my wetness dripping down between my cheeks. I watched John walk toward me almost as if in slow motion. And then his hands were on me as he grabbed me by my lower thighs and quickly slid into me. I let out another moan, loving the feeling of John filling me and stretching me. He just held me for a moment without moving.

"Don't tease John. Please just do me."

John laughed softly and then began slowly pumping in and out of me. I let my head fall back and my eyes close so I could completely focus on the feel of John's penis sliding in and out of me. John's pumping became faster and harder. He grabbed onto my hips and braced me so he could move as quickly as he wanted.

"Table tops aren't the only great place to watch your breasts bounce up and down," John said into my ear. I could only groan in response. Still pumping fiercely into me, John slid one of his hands between my legs. He began rubbing my clitoris. My vaginal muscled clamped tightly around him and I allowed my hips to buck. John groaned out and then leaned forward to brace me with the weight of his body. My hands slid around his backside and gripped him tightly. My body began to clench and release as my orgasm filled me. I felt my climax rush through my body, and then felt John's penis tighten and his body go rigid. In unison of groans, John and I enjoyed our releases together. 

We held each other for awhile, breathing heavily. Eventually I had to sit up. My back was burning in the two areas where it was rubbed against the carpeted steps. 

"I swear every time we try a new location, my back is injured."

John pulled me forward to examine my back and then smiled. "Next time you'll just have to ride me. That should protect your back."

I laughed, and wondered if I could try riding him that very night. I was sure John wouldn't mind if I suggested it later. 

"We've made quite a mess," John said as he bent down to retrieve his boxers. I looked around and saw my shirt, jeans and panties were in pile by the door. Somehow my bra was now half hanging off a small table that was close to the door. I walked passed John to put my clothing on. As I passed him, he couldn't resist the urge to pinch me in the ass. I jumped and half-heartedly swatted his hand away.

"I'm beginning to think you aren't really 50. In fact, I think you're lying about your age. Truthfully you're a college age guy with a huge sexual appetite."

John chuckled and said, "You do have a way of bringing that out in me, Jan. Speaking of appetite, I seem to have built up a rather large appetite. How about dinner now?"

"Sounds good."

John made a lovely steak dinner and I completed it with a salad. After dinner, we sat on his deck talking about nothing in particular and enjoying a bottle of wine. It occurred to me that I still hadn't given John my house key. My limbs were tingling pleasantly from the wine, and I wondered if giving John the key would encourage him to make other parts of my body tingle.

"Hold on a minute, I have to go get something," I told John as I stood up.

"What are you getting?"

"Just wait here and I'll bring it right back."

John laughed, but leaned back in his seat to show me he was content to wait for the moment. I ran through the house to the front door where my purse and bag were still sitting. From my purse I grabbed my house key and from bag I grabbed a condom and placed it in the back pocket of my jeans. I rushed back to the deck concealing the key in my fist.

"What's in your hand?" John asked immediately after I slipped into my seat.

"This," I said as I held up my house key.

A large flashed across John's face as he accepted my house key. "I see, you want naked surprises in your bed too."

I laughed and finished off the last of my wine. John lifted the bottle and filled my glass again. Once he poured my glass, he topped off his wine glass with the rest of the wine.

"I'm very happy you gave me your house key. I like that we can trust each other so easily."

"Do you think it's too fast? Our trust, is it building too fast?"

John laughed and took a sip of wine. "I love where our relationship is going. I haven't been this happy in a long time. I know things are moving along quickly, but everything feels so right. Are things too quick for you, Jan?"

"I feel like I should think things are moving too quickly, but really everything does feel right. I guess it is just a bit strange to me. I haven't been serious about a man in three years. And all of a sudden, I'm spending so much time with you. Still, our relationship does feel right."

John leaned across the table, and pulled my hands into his. "Jan, I don't want to scare you away, but I know I've fallen in love with you. I understand if you can't return the feelings right now, but I want you to know exactly how I feel about you."

I had been ignoring the issue of love, trying to keep as far from my mind as possible. At the moment, I couldn't understand why I had done that. I didn't feel rushed or pressured by John. And like John, this was the first time I'd been this happy in a very long time. 

"I love you too John," I whispered.

John stood up and pulled me up with him. I was pulled tightly into his arms and John just held me. It was comforting. I felt extremely happy and much loved.

After awhile of just holding me, John's hands began to wander. He slid grabbed my ass and squeezed hard. Just as quickly he let go, and his right hand dived into my back pocket. He retrieved the condom packet and stepped back to get a better look at it.

"Well if that isn't and invitation, I don't know what is," John chuckled.

"Hey you promised I could ride you."

"I think that can be arranged immediately."

I tugged John's hand to pull him toward the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Inside, to your bed."

"But I have this lovely fold out chair right here that I intend for both of us to enjoy. You'll be on top, of course," John said, while tugging me in the direction of the fold out chair.

"Out here? Somebody will see!"

"Don't worry Jan, it's mostly dark, and I have pine trees lining both sides of my property. It'll be fun," John said as he leaned forward and began kissing my neck, while unbuttoning my blouse for a second time that evening.

"Are you sure John?" My resolve to go inside was quickly leaving me. John had already slipped the blouse off my shoulders, and my bra followed shortly afterwards. His hands were massaging my breasts, and, unable to help myself, I pulled at his shirt to get it off quickly. John stepped back and stripped off all his clothing in short order.

I began giggling. I couldn't help it. I couldn't remember the last time I had made love outside. I felt the wine probably had something to do with my lack of inhibition.

John grabbed me again and pulled off my jeans and panties. "Just the way I like you," he murmured. He tugged me to the fold out chair and laid down, pulling me on top of him. For a long time we just kissed and ran our hands along each others body. 

John pulled away from a kiss and whisper, "Jan sit on my face. I want to lick and suck you until you scream."

I giggled and quickly moved myself so I was sitting on his face. John was good to his word, and soon I felt myself moaning and then screaming. I clapped my hands over my mouth trying to quiet the sound.

"Just let it go Jan. Take your hands away from your mouth and let me hear you scream."

I pulled my hands away and quickly I was moaning in between screams. Not wanting John to miss out on any of the fun, I leaned my body back and allowed my right hand to wander over his penis. I squeezed it and then slid my hand up and down its length. I massaged the balls, while every so often giving them a tight squeeze. This made John moan and the vibrations of his voice felt funny against my sensitive skin. I began rubbing his penis even more quickly, and John focused all his attentions on my clitoris. Soon I was grinding down on John's face in sheer anticipation. I felt my orgasm build until it finally hit the breaking point and burst forth through my body. I let out a very loud scream that got the neighbor's dog barking.

In the distance John and I heard "Hey! What's going on over there?" I slid off of John's face and repositioned my body so I was laying flat against him. I put my hand over my mouth trying to stifle a giggle. 

"Come on," John whispered, "we better get inside or my busybody neighbor will be over to see if everything is all right."

I giggled, got up and ran for the house. John was right behind me. He wrapped his arm around my waist, laughing as he did. I found myself being ushered up stairs to his bedroom. 

"I guess we both get our way tonight. I got you on the deck and you get me on the bed," John said he fell back on the bed pulling me on top of him. 

"It's almost too bad," I laughed, "that condom did make a good invitation and we didn't even get to use it on the deck." I slid down John's chest, loving how his erection brushed across me. Soon my mouth was latched onto John's penis and I was contently sucking away. 

John let out a groan, "Don't worry, I'm sure I have another condom I'd be happy to share." He reached for his bedside table and grabbed a box of condoms. He quickly pulled a packet out and handed one to me. I slid it on his erection and then positioned myself a mere inch above his penis. Ever so slowly I allowed myself to slide down his erection.

"That feels so damn good," I moaned.

John groaned his appreciation and then grabbed me by the hips and began sliding me up and down at fast and hard pace. I reached my hand behind me and began massaging his balls. John groaned even louder in clear appreciation.

John's hand found its way to my clitoris and began rubbing. My muscles clenched almost forcing John's penis out of me. I let out a loud moan. My orgasm hit suddenly in a violent burst. I moaned and fell forward on John, my vaginal muscles still clenching and unclenching. John wrapped his arm tightly around me and I felt his muscles go rigid as he released. I rolled off a John and lay sprawled and heaving on the bed. The only sound in the room for awhile was the sound of our breathing.

John grabbed my arm and pulled me toward him. Holding me tightly, John said, "I really love you Jan. Please don't ever forget that."

I snuggled closer to John and kissed me on the cheek. "I know you love me. I love you too."



New Older Man Ch. 03



Here is the final installment of New Older Man. Thank you everyone for your comments and emails. Please feel free to post your comments or email me. I love to hear all your points of view. 

Many of you have requested I write Beth's story. I really like Beth's character and have several ideas floating around my head about Beth. Hopefully, I'll be able to get the first part of Beth's story up in a couple of months. In the mean time, enjoy Jan and John's story.

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SPENDING THE WEEKEND WITH JOHN HAD BEEN WONDERFUL. On Saturday we did some gardening around John's house, and then we went out to eat. Later we had fantastic sex, which I had encouraged at dinner by letting my hand wander all over the lower region of his body. Sunday was equally fun. We began the day with oral sex in the shower. John's shower head was detachable and on a certain setting it caused me all sorts of pleasure. We took care of the last of the gardening and then decided to go on an afternoon hike. I loved every minute I spent with John. He was so sweet to me the whole time. He held my hand, kissed me on the cheek or lips every so often and generally kept up a very pleasant conversation. Sunday night our legs were tender from the hike so we enjoyed a nice slow sex and then drifted off in each others arms.

By Monday morning I felt very satiated and maybe just a bit sore. John went for his usual run, and I got up early to shower before he returned home. As John entered his house, I had breakfast started. I liked how we had routines forming. I showered and made breakfast, while he jogged, showered, and then we ate breakfast. The only part of our routine I didn't like was not leaving for work together. I really didn't want to be the center of gossip at the school, but I also didn't like hiding our relationship like there was something wrong about it. I resolved to talk to John, and probably Beth about my concerns.

When I arrived to my classroom, Beth was sitting in my chair.

"Did we switch classrooms over the weekend?" I quipped.

Ignoring my question, Beth said, "So...c'mon tell me all about it before I burst!"

"Beth I am beginning to think you are a serious pervert."

"Well duh! So start talking already."

"He told me he loved me."

"Omigosh! That is so romantic. What did you say?"

"I told him I loved him too."

"Holy crap! You're relationship is really in the fast lane."

"No kidding, but it's true, I do love him."

"I'm not doubting you."

As usual students interrupted our conversation. A loud group of girls walked in talking about the upcoming prom.

"I'll catch ya later Jan, at lunch," Beth said as she vacated my seat. As Beth walked by, she whispered into my ear, "And I want all the juicy details."

I knew Beth wanted to talk to me at lunch, but I wanted to see John for a minute. I made as elegant as possible dash out of the room to the teachers' lounge. John was sitting in his usual chair with a book in hand.

He looked up as I came in and said "Hiya sexy!"

"Hello John," I said, trying to be annoyed with his greeting, but failing miserably.

"Are you coming over tonight? We can cook a nice dinner and correct papers. It'll be lots of fun," John promised.

"Yeah, I'll be there."

"There you are!" came Beth's overly loud voice. She flashed a smile at John and said, "Don't mind us hot stuff, but I need to take Jan away for some serious girl talk."

"Beth!"

"What? I'm not allowed to flirt with your guy?"

"I swear Beth, if you keep it up, the whole school is going to know about us by the end of the day."

John chuckled and stood up. "Good afternoon ladies. I'll see you later tonight Jan."

"Omigosh, you two are worse than some of the students in this building! You can hardly keep your hands off each other. C'mon, let's go back to your classroom so I can hear all the details!"

I readily went with Beth if only to keep her quiet. She was like a little kid. If she didn't get what she wanted right away, then she whined until she did. Once in my classroom I told Beth every last detail in hushed tones.

"You did it on the deck and the neighbor heard?"

"Well, we didn't actually get to do it. We just got to the oral part and then we had to head in before the neighbor came to see what was going on. John said the neighbor's a bit of a busybody."

"First the movie theater and now the deck. You two have a serious exhibition streak! You won't have to worry about me letting the cat out of the bag because you two are going to be caught somewhere doing the vertical tango in public."

"I hadn't thought about," I said, now feeling somewhat worried.

"Will you stop looking so worried? Honestly, you are having the time of your life. You two should have sex whenever the mood suits you, even if you are in a semi-public location. I'd be totally bummed if I didn't get to hear about flings in the movie theater and on John's deck. Heck, if I ever get a guy, I fully intend to emulate you and John."

"Yeah, emulate everything except for keeping it secret," I said in a bitter tone.

"But you wanted to keep it a secret. You keep yelling at me for having a big mouth."

"I know I have to keep John and my relationship a secret, but I don't like it. I feel like were covering up something bad. There's nothing bad about this relationship. It's the best thing to happen to me in three years."

"Jan, don't worry about it. The relationship is very new and on the fast track. It's also very close to summer break. Just keep it quiet until then, and then you two will have the whole summer to figure out where your relationship is going. If there's a wedding, I demand to be your maid of honor."

"A wedding?"

"Well at the rate you two are going, I think marriage by the end of the summer is a very distinct possibility."

"I'm not jumping to any conclusions, but the idea of getting married to John is somehow not that scary."

"Woohoo, I'm helping John pick out a wedding ring."

"Beth don't you dare say anything to John! We've only been together three weeks. It wouldn't be unreasonable for him to consider a possible marriage a little too quick in coming."

"Honey I won't need to suggest anything to him. He'll come up with the idea of marriage all on his own. He's already professed his love for you."

The bell rang then, cutting Beth's marriage speech short. I let out a sigh of relief, and then thought Holy crap, I just told Beth that I wasn't scared of marrying John. I must really be losing my mind, marriage only three weeks into a relationship. I had to remind myself to calm down because John hadn't actually proposed to me. 

Beth's advice about keeping John and my relationship quiet was sound. A whole summer to figure things out seemed very reasonable. I just knew eventually I wouldn't want to keep things quiet any more. But for right now, I could keep my secret, and continue to smile from ear to ear about thoughts of all the great sex I was having. 

* * *

"So did you and Beth fun with all your girl talk at lunch?" John was attempting to sound casual, but I could tell he was really curious.

"Don't mind Beth, she's a total pervert and completely addicted to romance novels. As far as she's concerned, our relationship is a romance novel come to life. And it's all the better that she gets to play a part in it."

"No wonder she's calling me hot stuff. She must think I'm one hot lover, assuming you're sharing all the juicy details with her," John said with a huge grin.

"Tame that ego boy. It's already bad enough you have one young woman showing you so much attention. The last thing you need is Beth stoking your ego."

With a smug smile on his face, John said, "Yup, I'm one lucky guy. I have a hot young woman in bed and another one who thinks I'm hot stuff."

I stood up from the dinner table and walked so I could wrap my arms around John's neck, "The only woman you need to think about is me, especially when it comes to new ways of pleasing me."

John rose up and turned his body so he could hold me in an embrace. "New ways to please you, huh?"

"Uh huh."

In response, John began kissing me deeply and groping my ass. My hands snaked down his back, stopping at his ass to give it a quick grab. John tugged at my shirt and then pulled it over my head. He attacked my bra and flung it in a pile with my shirt. He went for my jeans next and pulled them down with my panties. He was almost frantic in his stripping of me. His kisses became harder and more possessive. Soon his hands were groping my breasts and then sliding down to the folds between my legs. He rubbed my clitoris furiously. My orgasm hit me hard, and my knees went weak.

John held me with one arm as he pulled off his shirt. I helped once I felt what he was doing. I went after his jeans, tugging them down hard over his hips.

"Wait," he breathed, and retrieved a condom from his back pocket. "A guy never knows when he's going to get lucky, especially around you."

I laughed and continued to pull down his jeans and then his boxers. He kicked them out of the way, sending his shoes flying as he did. Suddenly, he turned his body again so his back was facing the chair he had just risen from a minute before. He ripped open the condom package and slid on the condom. He sat down abruptly on the chair and said, "Hop on."

I slid my body down and allowed my wet opening to sink over his erection quickly. John's hands grabbed hold of my hips and he began pounding me up and down on him. My breasts bounced up and down begging John to suck them. He obliged and soon I found my nipples forming nice hard nubs. John picked up the pace, forcing me to come down on his erection even harder. I let out a moan, loving how his penis stretched my opening as it slammed into me. My hand slithered down my front side, and I began rubbing my clitoris. I rubbed it hard, wanting to keep pace with John's fierce pumping into me. 

"I love that feeling, your muscles squeezing tightly around me, "groaned John.

My body stiffened, as my vaginal muscled clenched and unclenched. My orgasm began to pulse through me.

"That's it, keep rubbing. Come again for me. I love that feeling."

I kept rubbing my clitoris, and came three more times. On my third orgasm, John and I came together, holding each other tightly as our muscles tensed with our release. 

Chapter 7

Eventually, I practically moved in with John. I spent a week at a time sleeping at his house. We went grocery shopping together, I did our laundry, and we took turns making dinner. His house became even cleaner and I even put up a few paintings I found in his basement.

John came home from the hardware store and immediately noticed the paintings on the wasll. He looked surprised and then even a little sad to see them up.

"My wife painted those. I forgot about them."

"I'm sorry, I should have asked before I put them up. They are very lovely paintings."

"No, it's okay. Leave them up. They were just collecting dust in the basement."

I walked over and hugged John. I knew what he was feeling. Sometimes I would find some of Jake's things around the house and just sit and stare at them. No matter what, the sadness never fully goes away.

* * *

"Do you like living here with me, Jan?"

"Yes," I responded hesitantly.

"How about moving in?"

It was a week before school was out and a month into our relationship. The suggestion of moving in shouldn't have made me hesitate. My shampoo and conditioner bottles, along with my razor, resided constantly in John's shower. Almost all my clothes were in John's closet, and the clothes that didn't fit were stuck in the guest room closet. I kept almost my entire shoe collection at John's house, too. If I was lucky, I made it home Sunday afternoon to collect my mail for the week. 

"Yeah, I'd like to move in with you. I practically live here already."

"I know. I like having you around. My house feels lived in and homey. I'd have a hard time considering it home without you living here."

"Let's wait until school is out, and then you can help me move whatever else I need to your house."

"What about your house?"

"I'd like to keep it for just awhile. Jake and I bought that house. It's my security net, just in case..."

"Just in case things don't work out?" John asked softly.

"Yeah. I hope you don't mind."

"No, I don't mind. Whatever you decide to do with your house, I'll support you."

I smiled at John and gave him a kiss. 

* * *

"You're moving in with John?" Beth asked as she shoved a forkful of noodles into her mouth.

"Yup, at the end of the week." 

It was Monday and the last week of school. As per Beth's constant requests, I dished out all the details of my love life.

"What about your house? Are you going to sell it?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure. I don't know if I want to give it up. Maybe I could rent it instead. I'm attached to that house. Jake and I bought it together."

"What does John say?"

"He's fine with whatever I want to do."

"I'm telling you Jan, John is the perfect guy for you. I seriously hear wedding bells. Has he said anything about getting married?"

"No, but I'm not really expecting him to."

"Trust me, he'll ask. He likes having you around. You guys are good together."

"Yeah," I smiled, "we are."

"Do you need any help moving on Saturday? I'm available and you can use my truck."

"That sounds good. I'd like to take my flat screen TV and move it to John's basement. I swear he has the world's oldest TV down there."

"Ah, true love. Look you're already making yourself at home."

"Well he did invite me to live there so I might as well make it my home."

"No arguments from me." * * *

Thursday night I popped in my second birth control ring, realizing that tomorrow I could give John the pleasure of an early morning quickie. That way we could both walk around the last day of school with a "I got some grin" on our faces. People would just think we were really happy about school getting out. I smiled to myself, but didn't bother to share my little secret with John. I liked the idea of it being a surprise.

I was able to save my surprise until the next morning because both John and I were furiously grading papers so we could get final grades in. Despite the fact that we both had a lot of paperwork, I couldn't help teasing John every so often. I rubbed my hand across his groin just long enough to get him semi-aroused, and then I giggled and went back to my paperwork. The word "tease" was used quite often that evening.

I awoke early Friday morning. With a smile on my face, I slid down under the blankets. I reached out and caressed John's penis. I watched it get harder and harder. When it was hard enough, I had to have his hard penis in my mouth. I began bobbing my head up and down, allowing my tongue to swirl along the underside of his stiff rod. Next, I focused on the tip of his penis, swirling my tongue around the head and up the slit. 

"I like this wake up call," John groaned.

I pulled my head out from under the blankets and said, "You're going to like this even better." Pulling the blankets completely off our bodies, I straddled John and allowed him to enter me swiftly and fully. 

John looked almost panic stricken for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Did I mention I'm a big fan of our new form of birth control?"

"Me too," I smiled as I picked up the pace. His penis slid in and out of me, stretching and tantalizing my vaginal walls. John's hands gripped my hips and picked up pace even more by bringing me up and down on him at an almost ball crushing rate. My hand slid between my legs easily finding my swollen clitoris. I rubbed it hard allowing my muscles to clench tightly around John's engorged member. I was very close to climaxing.

"Come for me... just let it go," John groaned, his chest heaving with pleasure. 

I rubbed my clitoris even harder and soon we were both coming together. I collapsed on his chest, just holding him as I felt his penis soften inside of me. Once I got my breath back, I kissed John and whispered into his ear "Enjoy your grin today." He chuckled and held me tightly for a moment longer. 

Once I was at school, I definitely enjoyed my grin. I was enjoying everything about life. I felt like I should have been nervous. Tomorrow I had agreed to move in with John. I just kept thinking, Big deal. For the past three years I had felt sorry for myself, and I was done feeling that way. I wanted as many good things in life as possible, and John was my solution. I knew John was happy to have me, and I hoped I represented many good things for him. 

The school was in complete disarray that day. Most of the students were out in the hallway cleaning lockers, signing yearbooks, talking with friends, or attempting to do all three things at once. Beth came meandering down the hall to stand next to me.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah, I'm ready. I really want to do this."

Beth smiled, and said, "Don't worry I've already told John he'll have to keep his hands off you tomorrow -- at least until I am done helping you move."

"Beth! I can't believe some of the things you say sometimes."

"Hey, you're lucky I said anything at all. You forgot to tell John I was helping you move. You're going to need to work on those communication skills."

"No kidding, I guess lots of paper grading and a morning quickie can cause you to forget things," I sighed.

"Well that explains John's overly upbeat mood," Beth said with a laugh.

"Beth we need to find you a guy. I'm not going to let you live vicariously through my relationship."

"Yeah, a guy would be nice. Maybe I'll get lucky this summer."

During lunchtime many of the teachers joined the students for the last day of school grill out. Beth and I found a picnic table and sat down together to enjoy our hamburgers. Looking around, I noticed John standing in line talking and laughing to another science teacher. He was nice to look at from a distance. He wore a shirt with the school mascot on it and a pair of relaxed fitting jeans. He looked completely casual and at ease with himself. John caught me looking at him and sent me the briefest of smiles. I blushed and turned around abruptly. How pathetic, I was acting like some teenager with a crush, and our relationship was way beyond the crush phase. Next to me Beth giggled, no doubt having witnessed the whole scene.

Beth leaned toward me and said quietly into my ear, "You two are so fun to watch."

"More with the vicarious stuff, huh Beth?"

"I can't help it. When your dream man over there finally proposes, I want to be the first to walk around the school saying 'Yes, I knew all about their relationship. Isn't it great they're together?' And then I fully intend to give dirty looks and make snide remarks to any teacher who doesn't agree with me."

Just then, John and the other science teacher walked by carrying their trays of food.

"Hey," Beth called out, "there are some free spots at our table. Come join us you two."

I was going to murder Beth. Next I would have to murder John. Naturally, he gladly accepted Beth's invitation and sat down with the other science teacher across the table from me. I almost felt bad for the other science teacher. Three people sat sharing a secret at that table and he was the odd man out. No doubt he would pick up on the weird vibes flying back and forth across the table.

I figured if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. With a large smile on my face, I said "Hi you two. How's it going?"

The other science teacher smiled back and said fine. John, not wanting to be out done, gave an equally large smile and said, "Just fine. Ron and I were just discussing our summer plans. Do you two have any fun summer plans?"

Beth began pretending to choke in an effort to hide her laughter. 




New Older Man Ch. 03



"Are you okay Beth?" Ron asked.

Beth's choking fit ended abruptly and she started smiling like she had never been choking at all. "Oh I'm just fine. Something must have gone down the wrong pipe." 

Feeling that John had thrown down the gauntlet and Beth was only encouraging him, I decided to throw down my own gauntlet.

"Actually, John, I was thinking about moving this summer to a new house. I've been looking for something a little more private. I've found this great house that has trees up and down the property line and it borders this lovely stream."

Beth's face was turning red, and I could tell she was biting her lip.

"That sounds like a great house," Ron said. He appeared to be totally oblivious to any weird vibes. "Are you sure you're all right Beth? You look a bit red in the face," Ron asked with a concerned look on his face.

Beth coughed and said with a smile, "I'm fine, really."

I didn't feel bad for Beth. She invited John to join us. 

Even if John and I were having a battle in who could be the least subtle, while still appearing completely subtle, I enjoyed having John sit across the table from me. I didn't like acting like a school girl with a crush around John. Our relationship was a full-fledged one, and eventually I wasn't going to be able to keep quiet about it. 

Later that evening John came over to my house to pack up whatever I wanted to bring to his house.

"I'm sorry about earlier at lunch," he said softly.

"Don't be. It's getting to be very draining to hide our relationship. I'll be happier when it's out in the open and the rumors die down."

John raised his eyebrows, but said nothing. I could tell he didn't feel as comfortable with the idea of our relationship being made public. We'd have to talk more about it. 

Very early the next morning Beth took great pleasure in ringing the door bell repeatedly. She succeeded in getting me out of bed and answering the door with nothing but a bathrobe on.

"There's one half of the couple. Where's that sexy man of yours? He should have answered the door in his robe."

"Pervert," I grumbled.

"At your service," Beth grinned.

John came down the stairs wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Good morning Beth," he said rather perfunctorily. 

"Morning hot stuff. Are we ready to get this show on the road?"

"Beth go find yourself some breakfast in the kitchen while we get ready," I said stomping back up the stairs, while reaching out to grab John's hand to pull him up with me.

"Have fun..."

"Don't even say it Beth!"

Moving was a relatively quick process. We didn't have to move heavy things like beds or bookshelves. I grabbed a few photos, including a few of Jake and me. I packed up the rest of my shoes, and then made John carry out my flat screen TV. I ran around the house gathering up a few knick knacks, but left everything else as it was. I figured if I rented the house, I could rent it fully furnished.

Later that evening, after Beth and all her sexual innuendos went home, John and I enjoyed a nice meal out on his -- our- deck.

"Happy?" John asked.

"Yeah, I am. I like living with you. For the past month I've had someone to talk to about anything and everything. Now I get to come home to you every night. It's a great feeling."

John leaned across the table and kissed me chastely. "Did I mention I'm madly in love with you and love having you here?"

"Maybe a few times, but you can say it as often as you like," I said, leaning across the table myself to kiss John more deeply. "Oh and just so you don't worry, I'm definitely madly in love with you."

I had expected our kissing to lead to more, but John leaned back into his chair. He shifted uncomfortably.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"No, not really."

"Could have fooled me."

From his pocket John pulled out a small box and set it on the table. I stared blankly at it, not quite comprehending what I was looking at. The box was something important. I knew that much. John opened the box and pulled out a diamond ring. I gasped, looking at him wide eyed.

"Jan, I know I'm a lot older than you, but I can't imagine spending the rest of my life without you. Will you marry me?"

I sat silent for a moment. Suddenly, an image of Beth in a cheerleading costume popped into my mind. Beth screaming, "Give me a Y, give me an E, give me a S! What does it spell? YES!" And just like that, the word "Yes" came out of my mouth. John slipped the ring on my finger. I held it up looking at it from all different angles. "Well, I guess we'll give them something to talk about during summer school." 

John chuckled and came around the table to pull me up in an embrace. "I just didn't want everyone finding out about us until I had that ring on your finger. This isn't some fling between us where I am a lucky old guy getting his rocks off with a hot young woman. I want to take care of you for as long as you'll have me."

I kissed John deeply and then pulled him through the doorway, up the stairs to our bedroom. 



New Older Man



"I swear you have magic fingers. They feel so good," I said closing my eyes and relishing the fact that he was touching me. I felt his body shift and he slid closer to me. Suddenly my wine glass was lifted out of my hand and set on the coffee table. Not wanting to open my eyes, fearing I was just imagining this, I kept them closed and waited. I felt his hand on the side of my face, and finally...his soft lips on mine. I could taste the wine on his lips and my tongue jutted out eagerly to meet his. I pulled myself closer, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me on top of him as we continued kissing.

It had been so long since I had done this with a man and it felt so good and so right. His hands stroked up and down my back. I could feel his penis become hard against my stomach. It was such a wonderful feeling. For all the sensations I was experiencing, and all the fantasizing I had done about John, I was reluctant to move quickly. I hadn't kissed a man this passionately in such a long time, and I forgot how wonderful it was. John seemed to feel the same. His hands glided up and down my back lazily, occasionally pulling me even tighter to his body, pressing his bulge into my stomach and my breasts into his chest. His kisses were delicious. He explored my mouth with his tongue and alternated between sucking on my top and bottom lip. Sometimes he would pull away and kiss along my neck. He swirled his tongue over my skin as he left a trail of kisses up and down both sides of my neck. I don't know how long we continued on like this, but I eventually did start to feel impatient. I let John know by grinding my pelvis against his bulge. He groaned and suddenly stopped kissing me.

"What's wrong John?"

"Nothing, nothing at all. I would like for nothing more than to take you up to your bedroom for a bedtime romp."

"There's nothing stopping you from doing that."

John smiled a sad smile and leaned his forehead against mine. "I will eventually, but just not tonight. We're going a bit fast, and I want us to have sex because we truly want each other not because we haven't had sex in a long time."

"You're a gentleman to a fault," I said. I had to admit, he was right. Sure I thought he had a sexy body, and I definitely wanted to go upstairs with him right now, but I barely knew him. It wouldn't hurt me to get to know him a little bit better. 

John stood up and attempted to discreetly adjust himself. I stood up to and wrapped my arms around him. Holding him tight, I sought his lips for one last kiss. He returned my kiss with deep passion, and then pulled himself away. I groaned but let go. Walking to the door, we quietly said good night, and I watched him as he drove away.

After all the kissing, I found myself on my bed naked and furiously masturbating. My fingers worked over my folds and then focused on my clitoris. I began tweaking and pulling my nipples. My hips writhed in every which direction, and I could feel my wetness leak between my cheeks. That man would pay for leaving me in such a state and not finishing the job. In my mind I pictured John pulling my shirt off, unclasping my bra and leaning his head down to suck on and nibble my nipples. I pulled my nipples even harder at this thought, moaning lowly to myself. Next, John went after my pants and panties. Once he stripped me naked, he pushed me down on the bed and attacked my folds with his mouth. My fingers slid up and down my folds, imagining his tongue exploring every inch of my nether region. He got to my clitoris, sucked it, licked it, nibbled it. I was so close to an orgasm now. I focused my fingers on my clitoris, moving my hips up and down, feeling my wetness spread over my inner thighs as I worked myself. Finally, John got up on his knees, threw my legs over his shoulders, and plunged into me. That thought alone sent me over. I orgasmed again and again, while shoving my fingers into my opening as a poor substitute to John's penis. I moaned loudly as I came, and then flopped my arms limply to my sides. 

Breathing heavily, I again decided John was not going to leave me in this kind of state again. Next time he really would be a gentleman and take care of me. I felt satiated from my orgasms, but still emotionally empty. I had wanted John so badly this night, and I could only hope he was home in bed furiously masturbating while thinking of me. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, and had dreams about John and I almost having sex, but something taking him away at the last minute. How cruel, even my dreams tortured me. 

The next day at work, I found John sitting in the teachers' lounge during lunch as always. I sat down next to him. He looked just as tired as I did.

"Sleep well?" I quipped. 

He looked at me, his deep blue eyes smoldering with lust. I returned his gaze with an equal look of lust in my eyes.

"I could take you right now on this table," he whispered.

"Damn, don't say things like that to me. I am barely restraining myself now. How about tonight at my place? I have a kitchen table there."

"How about tonight we go out for dinner and talk somewhere public. Somewhere where they would take offence to us using their table for anything other than eating. It'll be my treat. We need to figure out what else we want from this relationship besides sex."

"Sex is a good start."

"You know what I mean."

"Yes," I sighed, "I do. Pick me up at seven."

"I'll be there," John said as he stood up, adjusted himself, and walked out of the room.

Beth, with her usual good timing, walked in right as he left.

"Woah, did you two have a fight? Nope, I don't think so. He had a bulge, and your face looks rather lustful. Ah, I get it, he was leaving quickly before you two made use of the table. So am I right?"

I glared at her, but didn't say anything.

"I knew it. So tell me what happened on your date last night?"

I told Beth everything from John bringing over the flowers, the heavy make out session, and my furious masturbation afterwards.

"Wow, you aren't kidding, he is a gentleman to a fault. I think he's right though. You two haven't been with anyone in such a long time. I can see why he wants to take it a bit slower."

"Beth, I am going to have sex with him tonight. I know it is important to talk, but we can't plan out our whole relationship in one conversation. We have let things just kind of happen. Even if we don't stay together at least we will end each other's sex drought."

"Well, I'm not stopping you. Have fun tonight and don't forget the condoms."

That evening I took a shower, put on a black knee length skirt and a white blouse, and some black sandals. Lastly, I curled my hair and put on make up a little heavier than usual. It had been awhile since I went out on a date, and I wanted to look good. 

At 6:55, my doorbell rang. I open the door and John stepped in, grabbed my hand, and spun me around. He handed me a rose, and leaned over to kiss me passionately. I pulled him toward me, grinding my pelvis into his. Damn, I really wanted this man. I wanted to forget about dinner and drag him up to my bedroom.

"Trying to make me forget about dinner?"

"Is it working?"

"Not in the least bit," he said while rather obviously adjusting himself.

"Uh huh. My bed is just right up those stairs."

"And my car and our dinner reservations are right this way," John said as he hooked his arm around mine and walked me to his car. Like the perfect gentleman he was, he opened the door for me, and then shut it once I was in.

John took me to this small seafood restaurant. It didn't look like much on the outside, but the food was delicious.

"You really look lovely tonight, Jan."

"Thanks. You're looking pretty good yourself," I said as slipped my foot out of my heel and rubbed up and down his leg.

"Jan, we're going to talk first."

I sighed and pulled my foot away.

"Jan, I'm 50 years old. Are you sure you want to start a relationship with some one as old as me."

"John, your age doesn't matter to me. If anything, it is appealing to me. You've been around, soaked up a lot of wisdom. That's definitely appealing to me. Besides you keep yourself in excellent shape."

"You would know," he said grinning.

I smiled and took a drink. "You're a lot of fun to watch running by every morning. All those muscles flexing front and back."

"I'm here to please."

"We'll see about that. You left me in quite a state last night. You'll need to make up for that."

"I left you in quite a state. What about what you did to me?"

"Yes, yes, I am sure you went home and furiously masturbated."

"No less than what you did."

I smiled, but didn't respond.

"Jan," John said, his face getting serious again, "we both work at the same school, people will talk."

"You mean kids will talk. Who cares, let them talk? I just know I am happy and comfortable with you. I don't feel bad about mentioning my husband around you because I know you understand and know what it feels like to lose someone so close to you."

"That's true. I feel comfortable around you too, and you have already made it clear you don't mind hearing about my wife. Besides you and I put together one fantastic garden."

"Can't argue with that," I said again lifting my foot up to rub up and down his leg.

He smiled, but didn't say anything this time. Our food arrived and we ate in comfortable silence. After paying the bill, John slipped his arm around my waist and we walked out. 

Once at his car, he leaned me against it and kissed me deeply. He thrust his pelvis into mine, letting me know how much he wanted me. 

Some kids were walking by and one of them yelled, "Hey you two get a room!" The kids kept walking by laughing. I caught a glimpse of one of the kids' faces as he walked under a street lamp and realized he was a student of mine. Thankfully, it was too dark for him to recognize me or John.

"I think we should take the kid's advice," John whisper into my ear.

"I couldn't agree more."

John and I hopped into his car and we were off. 

Once inside my house, John was on me. He had my blouse and bra off in short order and left them at the foot of the stairs. I ran up the stairs laughing and pretending to play hard to get. He grabbed hold of me at the top of the stairs, and pulled me tightly to his body for a deep and bruising kiss.

"Mmm...let's get this off," I said, while tugging at his shirt.

He stripped off his shirt revealing his lean yet muscular build. I ran my hands up and down his chest and flat muscular stomach admiring the texture under my finger tips.

"You feel so wonderful," I said, while pulling my body towards his, and feeling my breasts pressed up against his chest.

"So do you," John said between the renewed kissing. He reached his hands up and began playing with my breasts. He grabbed them wholly in his hands and squeezed, then tweaked my nipples. I loved every bit of it and my moans let him know.

John pulled up from the kiss, "Where's this bed you were telling me about?"

"Right this way," I said while taking his hand to guide him in the direction of my bedroom. Once there, John unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the ground. I stepped out of it and then tried to step out of my heels.

"No, leave them on, you look so sexy in them."

Next, I went for his pants. I unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped them, letting them fall to the ground. John slid them off his ankles as he pulled his shoes and socks off. The bulge of his penis looked magnificent under the cover of his silk black boxers. It was straining against the boxers. On an impulse, I grabbed the band of his boxers and pulled them down releasing his very hard penis. I rubbed my hands up and down, loving the soft texture of it. I hadn't had a penis in my mouth in such a long time, and I wanted John's there now. I kneeled down on the floor and licked it. It was already dripping and I sucked up the pre-ejaculate eagerly. Finally, I took it all the way into my mouth and bobbed my head up and down, loving the feel of his penis against my tongue. John moaned, grabbing my hair and using it push my head up and down. Then he stopped me and pulled me up to kiss me.

"I want to taste you too," he whispered.

I lay down on the bed and he pulled down my panties with a very noticeable wet spot. After carefully pulling my panties over the heels, he quickly made his way to the wetness between my legs. His tongue felt wonderful. I let out long moans, and moved my hips up and down. He licked up one side of my folds and then the other. Finally, he reached my clitoris, and my hips shot straight upward. He grabbed hold of my hips and pushed me down so he could keep licking and sucking my clitoris. 

It didn't take long for me to have my first orgasm. He lapped away as I moaned and rocked my body back in forth from sheer pleasure.

"Please John, please....do me now....I can't wait any longer."

"Where are the condoms?" he whispered. "In the drawer next to the bed."

John jerked open the door and grabbed a silver packet from the door. He ripped it open and soon the condom was on. He pulled himself up over my body and plunged his penis deep into my vagina. I shrieked in part from pain and in part from pleasure. I was so tight from not having sex in such a long time, but John's penis quickly stretched me out and I began meeting his thrusts, loving every minute of it. 

"Jan, you are so unbelievably tight. I can't hold off much longer. Oh I am coming..."

I felt a slight disappointment at not feeling his semen gush into me, but I quickly forgot this as John reached down and rubbed my clitoris. I came again at the tail end of his orgasm.

He rolled off me, breathing heavily.

"That was wonderful," he half mumbled.

"Mmm," I agreed.

"It was much too short. I am going to have to do you again after a nap, and I may have to do you one more time after that," John said as he rolled over and pulled my body close to his.

"You can do me as often as you like," I said as I drifted off to a happy sleep. 

Chapter 2

I woke up slowly and opened my eyes to see John still sleeping next to me. A smile came over my face as memories of the previous night filled my mind. John had been true to his word and we had sex again in the middle of the night. The second time around was very slow and exploratory. He kissed me everywhere, and used his hands to feel the topography of my body. I did the same, making sure to feel every muscle of his lean body. I explored his neck and chest with my tongue and lips being sure to nibble on his nipples. His penis pressed hard against my inner thigh while we explored and I loved the feeling. It had been so long since I felt a hard penis against me. When he actually penetrated me he did so with slow strokes, letting his penis completely fill me then removing almost all of it. Finally, he flipped me over on all fours and we had sex doggie style. He grabbed my hips and pulled my body toward him as he slammed into my vagina. I reached between my legs rubbing my clitoris, and heard John moan as my vaginal muscles squeezed his penis. Our orgasms came in unison and we both moaned loudly. I collapsed feeling the remnants of my orgasm flow through my body. John collapsed too, but was sure to keep his eyes on me, watching me, smiling at the immense pleasure still very prominent on my face.

After a few minutes he said, "You know, I wanted to ask you out for awhile. I loved how you got up early to watch jog every morning."

"Why didn't you?"

"Our age difference, our jobs, my wife."

"Your age is sexy and one of us can always find a new job. As for your wife, I know what you mean. I didn't want to see another man after Jake died, but I can't live the rest of my life single. I hope you don't regret tonight."

"No, not even a little bit. You were amazing, and I've missed that kind of contact with another human being."

"Good. I don't want us to do anything we would regret later. Let's get some sleep", I said while leaning over to kiss him lightly on the lips. He smiled and pulled me close. Soon we both drifted off.

I got out of bed quietly and slipped into the bathroom. It was Saturday and I was free to spend the whole day with John. I quickly took a shower and thought about what I had in the house for breakfast. Eggs, toast, and maybe some orange juice. After drying off I threw a robe on and headed downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast.

I was thinking about serving breakfast in bed, but I heard John get up and take a shower. Hearing him take a shower made me smile. I liked having him around, I liked that he felt comfortable enough to wake up and take a shower in my house. I also like the thought of having him around all the time. Stop thinking that way I told myself. Everything is so new and you are already thinking about him moving in. But the thought was there, firmly planted. Well, it isn't like he has to move in right away, maybe in a month or so or during summer break. My plotting was interrupted by John coming down the stairs in the black silk boxers I had taken off him the night before and a white t-shirt. 

"Good morning. What's for breakfast?"

"Morning. I'm making eggs and toast."

"Mmm, sounds good," John said as we walked out of the kitchen and to the front door. I heard him open the door and then shut it again. He came back to the kitchen with a newspaper in hand. "I'm glad you get the paper on the weekends," he said while sitting down and opening it.

"How do you know that?"

"You don't think you were the only one doing the observing when I jog by your house."

"I guess not," chuckling as I set the table, and then leaned over to give John a kiss. 

I opened the freezer to find the frozen orange juice.

"Damn, I'm all out of orange juice. I really need to go grocery shopping."

"So do I. How about we go shopping together after breakfast?"

"Sure, and maybe later we could catch a movie," I said, while hoping I wasn't coming on too strong.

"I haven't been to a movie in forever," he said as he flipped to section of the paper with movie listings.

John and I went grocery shopping, and then to a garden store to find more things for our garden. John humored me and bought a gnome even though I knew he thought they were silly. It was nice spending the day with him just getting to know him. The more time I spent with him, the more I could see spending every day with him. I again pushed that thought out of my mind. It was too soon to think about something like that, but I really like the idea of having a best friend combined with fantastic sex. 

We did make it to a movie, but I don't remember much of it because I had more fun snuggling with John in the theater. Then I started teasing him by rubbing my hand up and down his thigh and finally between his legs. I could feel him getting hard and I gave his penis a squeeze to encourage it. Once I felt it get really hard I began rubbing slowly, then got a little faster. John shifted uncomfortably in his seat, but made no move to stop me. He even opened his legs a little wider, and eventually a look of shear pleasure spread over his face. He closed his eyes and quietly sighed. I glanced around quickly, but there weren't many people in the movie theater and the few in there were intent on watching the movie. When I turned my attention back to John, his lips were slightly parted and his hands were gripping the arm rests. Suddenly he let out a quiet moan and I felt a wet spot form under my hand. I had to stifle a giggle. I really did have intentions of watching the movie with John, but I just couldn't keep my hands off him. My body felt awakened by the prospect of new sexual pleasure. I had gone too long without intimate human touch, and now I had this amazing man next to me and I seemed to have lost any will power to resist my recently awakened desires. 




New Older Man



John didn't say anything about the hand job in the theater. He simply guided me so I walked in front of him all the way to the car. Before opening the car door for me he whispered in my ear:

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to return the favor."

"Well, I hope so, " I responded while giving him a seductive smile. 

* * *

That night I asked John if he felt like spending the night again. He suggested I come to his place instead, and he promised to make a tasty spaghetti meal. I could hardly refuse an offer like that, and the thought of hot sex for desert was just too much to resist. 

John's house was not surprisingly filled with books. His bookshelves were full so he had started stacking books every where else. The place was dusty and a bit cluttered looking. It really needed a good cleaning. 

"Sorry about the mess. I don't get many visitors."

"Uh huh," I half said to myself while planning on how to clean the place tomorrow. "You're going to buy some more book shelves tomorrow because I can't have all these books around while I am trying to clean."

"Clean?"

"I'm not coming over if there isn't even a place on your couch to sit because you are using your couch as a make shift book shelf."

"Fair enough."

I helped John with dinner by preparing a salad and garlic bread. John put out a tablecloth on his table on the deck, lit some candles, and opened a bottle of wine. It was dusk so the candles shown brightly as John pulled out a chair for me to sit down. 

"Everything looks so good and tastes even better," I said as I put the first forkful of spaghetti in my mouth.

"Thank you," John said while pouring me a glass of wine.

John's property bordered a park with a stream. It was no doubt beautiful to look at during the day, and at night the frogs and crickets were wonderful to listen to. I leaned back and let out a content sigh trying to remember the last time I had been this happy. 

"You seem happy," John said while giving me a bemused look.

"I am. It's been such a long time since I have been able to enjoy myself in this way."

"I know what you mean. For a long time I felt guilty about going out on dates, but it is different with you. I don't feel like I have to censor my words around you, and you can speak freely around me too."

"Very true...it just makes everything so comfortable."

John and I ate the rest of our meal in a content silence. I helped him clear away the dishes. When we were finished he told me to take my wine glass and follow him. John walked out the back door on to the deck and then out to his lawn with a wine glass in one hand and the wine bottle in the other. I hadn't noticed it before, but there was bench next to the stream. It was just barely illuminated by the light from John's house.

"Have a seat and help me finish this wine."

I took a seat while taking a wine glass. John poured me a rather full glass and did the same for himself. 

"You don't have to get me drunk to have sex with me," I chided John. 

"Who said anything about sex?"

"Ha," I said while sliding closer to snuggle with John.

"See the wine is working already."

I gave him a playful punch to the arm and then took a big drink of my wine. John wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. I lay my head on his shoulder and inhaled deeply. He had such a wonderful scent. It was almost more intoxicating than the wine. I took another drink of my wine and could slowly feel my limbs get tingly as the effects of the alcohol took hold of me. After taking another bigger drink I began nuzzling John's neck and nipping at his ear lobes.

"Behave yourself." 

I simply giggled and took another drink of my wine.

"You know that was a naughty thing you did in the movie theater."

"Please, you loved it and you'd let me do it again any time," I retorted and then finished off the rest of my wine. The wine was really taking hold of me. I felt bubbly and a bit naughty. My hand began to slide up and down his inner thigh. John finished off the rest of his wine and then grabbed my wondering hand by the wrist. He took my wine glass out of my other hand and set it down on the grass. He then forced my back to the bench with a passionate kiss. I could only moan, waiting, wanting...needing more of him.

"I can't have your naughty hands doing all the work," John whispered heavily in my ear. Still holding on to my wrist he stood up and pulled me up with him and then pulled me in the direction of his house. When we were close enough I could see the sheer lust and determination on his face. I knew the sex was going to be good. I knew it was going to incapacitate me until the next morning. My mind could not help me form words only vivid pictures formed in my mind's eye of John having his way with me. 

Once inside, John pushed me against a wall and began kissing me deeply. His hands ran furiously over my body, massaging my breasts, grabbing my ass, sliding up and down my back. He pinned me to the wall with his tall muscular frame and one leg between my legs. My hands followed suit touching him any where and everywhere. I tugged at his shirt, trying to pull it over his head and still continue to kiss him. John broke his kissing for a moment to quickly remove his shirt and mine. The heat of his bared chest and stomach mixed with his scent were driving me mindless. I was completely at his will and he seemed to know it.

John grabbed me by the wrist again and pulled me in the direction of his stairs. At the foot of the stairs he yanked my bra off, and then kissed me deeply again. The weight of his body against me caused my knees to buckle. John felt this and wrapped his arm around my waist to pull me up right and tight against his body. 

"Up to the bedroom with you," John growled in my ear and then nipped my ear lobe. I followed behind him barely coherent of my surroundings. At the top of the stairs John began kissing me again while undoing the button to my jeans and quickly yanking them off my hips. I slipped off my shoes and then half kicked off and half tripped out of my jeans. I attacked John's pants and ripped off the button from his khakis. He quickly slipped out of them and then pulled my body close to his so I could feel his erection pressed against me. I tugged his boxers off and wrapped my hand around his penis. Its stiff smoothness felt so good against my hand, and I knew his penis would feel even better buried deep inside me. 

"This way to the bedroom," John said as he yanked off my panties. I quickly found my back against his bed and John's heavy weight and intoxicating smell consuming my front side. After a quick condom pause, John wasted no time spreading my legs wide and pushing his penis into my more than ready vagina. 

"Oh yes...feels so good...so full..."

"Mmm so tight and wet..."

John began pumping hard while kissing my breasts and sucking hard on my nipples. I moaned and screamed. Finally, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled him close, and bit his shoulder in ecstasy.

"Ahhh," John let out a cry of surprise and lust. "So you want to be rough..." He sat upright while still thrusting into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist to steady his strokes. He leaned over and grabbed my breasts and squeezed hard.

"Harder," I screamed out. John intensified his grip. I was so turned on so filled with adrenalin and lust all physical sensations were pleasurable.

"Bite my nipples." John leaned down and nipped my nipples. I snaked my hand down between my legs and began rubbing my clitoris furiously. My vaginal muscles responded with intense squeezing around John's penis.

"I love it when you do that," John breathed heavily in my ear and intensified his strokes. I felt my orgasm building, spreading outward, and pulsing through my body. My toes curled and my other hand dug deep into John's back as my head tipped back, and my mouth let out a scream that would leave the neighbors wondering. John followed, arching upright as he came, his moaning filling my ears. I kept rubbing my clitoris and had another smaller orgasm that served to prolong the pleasure of John's orgasm.

Breathing hard, John half collapsed on to my body. For awhile we lay quietly catching our breath.

"A man could get used to that."

"You aren't the only one."

"I need a shower."

"We both need a shower."

John rolled over on his back and hoisted himself upward so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. He chuckled and said, "I think I need to wait for some blood to resituate itself before I stand up."

I rolled over and sat upright next to him. "We've made a mess on your comforter."

"It was worth it. Besides you're planning on cleaning tomorrow," John said with a grin.

"Hush you," I said standing up and offering him a hand to pull him up. "I think I'll begin my cleaning with your body."

"Can't argue with that."

John and I took a long hot shower. I washed his hair and soaped up his body. He did the same for me. His hands worked magic massaging out any sore muscles as he soaped me down.

"One of these days I expect a fully body massage from you."

"I think that can be arranged," John responded while turning off the water. "You wear me out Jan. I think I'll have to sleep in tomorrow. That'll be the second day in a row I miss my jog."

"That's okay, your audience will be sleeping in as well."

Chapter Three I woke up late the next morning to the smell of pancakes. Remembering that I was still naked, I walked over to John's dresser and pulled out one of his t-shirts, then I wandered into the hallway to find my panties, and finally down the stairs to get my jeans. I am sure my bra and shirt were around somewhere, and I would find them, , ,eventually. 

"Good morning. I see you found my t-shirts."

"Morning, I couldn't very well clean topless."

"Hmm, now that sounds like fun to watch."

"Hush you and serve me some breakfast."

"Right away madam."

I was true to my word and spent the whole day cleaning John's house. His books had collected an incredible amount of dust. I found myself sneezing almost constantly for an hour. I then vacuumed, mopped, and did every other chore Cinderella most likely found on her list of things to clean. John spent most of his day putting together bookshelves, fussing over how his books should be ordered, and bringing me lunch and drinks.

"Much better. It actually looks like a woman has lived here."

"Jan I haven't seen the place this clean in awhile. I know where all my books are now too. Amazing."

I gave John a wry smile, but didn't say anything. 

"It's amazing how well we work together," said John. He looked like wanted to say more, but then appeared to think better of it. 

"I agree," I said giving a slight smile. I wanted to comment more on our clearly forming relationship, but didn't want to sound pushy. Things were moving so quickly. The sex was obviously great, but it wasn't just the sex alone. We did the garden together, went grocery shopping, cleaned house...we were acting like a couple, and I liked it.

"I have lots of tests to correct so I should probably get going. You and your bed together will distract me," I said suddenly feeling very awkward.

"I have plenty to correct myself. Let's plan on dinner together sometime this week."

"Sure, that sounds great," I said walking out of the room to find my bra and shirt.

"Don't worry about changing. You can give me my shirt back later."

I smiled, walked over to John and gave him a hug and a chaste kiss.

"Bye John, I'll see you tomorrow at school."

"About school..."

"Don't worry, I won't say anything if you don't."

"Deal. Bye Jan," he said and then gave me one last kiss.

For two people who spent the entire weekend having amazing sex, we left each other on very awkward terms. I think John came to many of the same realizations I was coming to. We worked well together....we could spend more time together...living together, sometime in the future, didn't seem like such a far fetched idea. But what if I was rushing things? Shouldn't I wait awhile before I make any decisions about John and my future together? I had been single for three years, and now I was suddenly ready to settle down with the first guy I've dated since Jake's death? All these thoughts were very overwhelming, and I needed someone to talk to, and I knew just the person.

"About damn time you call me! Where have you been all weekend? Did you do it? Was it good? Damn it Jan don't leave me in the dark about these things for a whole weekend!" said Beth over the receiver.

"Hi Beth...sorry for not getting back to you sooner, but I was ...busy," I said while smiling rather sheepishly. Beth saw my number on her caller ID and didn't even give me the common courtesy of waiting five minutes or so before asking for all the juicy details. She didn't even say hello.

"Busy, huh? Well, busy sounds like something I should hear about in graphic detail."

"No doubt you will ring every little detail out of me. Why don't you come over? We'll get Chinese carry out, and correct papers."

"Forget papers! I'm coming over for a complete report. Order the Chinese now, and I'll be over in a half hour. Bye Jan."

Beth hung up before waiting for me to say bye. Beth did love details. She was absolutely addicted to romance novels, but the idea of hearing about a real life romance was far more exciting to her than any romance novel. I didn't mind telling her all the details. Beth is my best friend and I knew she would keep her mouth shut. Besides I really needed someone to talk to, and I knew Beth wasn't so wrapped up in the romance of the situation that she wouldn't be able to give me sound advice.

"Damn, I am going to have an orgasm just listening to you, Jan. I can't believe you did that to him in the movie theater. I am never going to be able to look at John the same way again," Beth said while shoving bites of Chinese food in her mouth.

"Don't say that Beth. John asked me not to kiss and tell. I don't need you giving him funny looks."

"Wow! Calm down. I promise not to say a word or give John funny looks...at least not to his face."

I glared at Beth, but didn't say anything.

"Relax Jan. You should be happy. I know it was so hard for you after Jake died. Now you have someone who couldn't be more understanding of your situation. Just go with it. Enjoy his company...and please keep enjoying the sex! I could write a romance novel with all you've told me." 

"I guess you're right. It just amazes me that I can fall hard for someone in such a short period of time. I just thought I would have to do a lot of searching to find someone even comparable to Jake, but it isn't really about finding someone comparable to Jake. It is about finding someone new and different."

"True. You're never going to replace Jake, and that's a good thing. John sounds like a great guy. He seems very understanding, someone who's in a relationship for the long haul. Like I said before, just go with it. Even if the sex is great, it sounds like you two have more than just sex going on." 

"I've got to start correcting those tests. My students will wonder what I've been up to all weekend when they don't get their tests back tomorrow."

"Just tell them you were having amazing sex and couldn't be bothered with their tests."

"Beth! Never mind, I'm just not going to say anything," I said while rummaging around in my bag to find the tests and a red pen.

Beth and I did get around to correcting all the homework and tests, but we didn't finish until eleven at night. We decided to have a few beers and Beth ended up spending the night. After about three beers each things became much funnier than they actually were. I decided with what little sober sense I had left it would be best for us to go to bed. 

* * * I woke up the next morning with a nervous feeling in my stomach. I was going to see John again after leaving on somewhat awkward terms. Maybe I could convince him to go out for that dinner so we could feel like a normal couple starting things off. It was silly for us to feel awkward around one another. We had already seen each other naked. And I could definitely stand seeing him naked again. 

The nervous feeling in my stomach increased as I made my way to the teacher's lounge to see John briefly.

"Hello there beautiful," John said and than gave me a quick kiss on the lips before anyone else walked in.

"Hi there. You're in a good mood."

"And why shouldn't I be. I have a lovely lady standing right next to me whom I intend to have my way with tonight."

"Shh! I don't want anyone to hear that."

"I'm sorry Jan. You've just made me very happy, and now I just want to go with the flow so to speak. I don't know what will develop, but that's okay."

"I decided the same thing..." I was cut short as Beth walked into the room.

"We'll talk more later at dinner," John said as he walked out of the room.

"Okay sure," I called after him.

"Hmmm, I love to watch newly developing relationships," Beth gushed after John walked out of the room.

"Beth, not another word."

Beth merely gave a Cheshire grin, and sat down at the spot where John had been sitting.

The rest of the day went by smoothly. By chance I passed John in the hall during my prep. Classroom doors were open so we just smiled at each other. Even with doors open, John reached back and grabbed my rear. I had to stifle a squeal. He would pay for that. 

Even though I wanted to jump in bed with him the minute John and I were alone, I felt the need to talk first. I didn't like using condoms all the time, but I liked the idea of having a baby even less. I hadn't been on birth control in awhile, but maybe it was time for me to consider it again.

John came over to my house around 6pm. He let himself in and walked quietly upstairs to my bedroom. I hadn't heard him because I had my head stuck in the closet looking for my missing shoe. John snuck up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I screamed out of fear at first, but was quickly hushed when I heard John's voice in my ear. 

"You shouldn't leave your door unlocked young lady. You never know who might walk into your house. What if it is a perverted old man with lecherous intentions?"

"Hmm, is that a promise," I whispered as John began kissing my neck and nibbling my earlobe. He turned me around and we began kissing passionately. I felt his bulge against my stomach, and reminded myself I wanted to talk to him first.

I pulled away. John looked bewildered. 

"Is something wrong?"

"No, not at all. I just want to talk to you first."

"About what?" he asked with a slightly nervous note to his voice.

"Don't worry. It's nothing bad. I just wanted to ask you about our methods of protection."

"You don't want me to stop using a condom, do you?" John asked with a bit of an incredulous look on his face.

"Well, yes...but in exchange I'll go on the pill."

"I like that idea. It will give me an opportunity to just do you anytime I want."

"Hmm...that sounds dangerously fun," I said, smiling coyly.

John drew me in and began kissing me on the neck again. Between kisses he began telling me all the places where he wanted to do me.

"How about your desk at school?"

"You wouldn't dare."

"And you did invite me to do you on the teacher's lounge table."

"That was before I got you in bed."

"Excuses, excuses. You just make me want to do you in those places even more. Or we could always go back to the movie theater. Maybe in the dark no one notice you riding me."

"How about you just do me on the bed right now?"

"I think I can handle that."

John began unbuttoning my sleeveless blouse, and then he went for my bra. He lean down to kiss and suck my nipples. His hands cupped them and squeezed. I loved all his attention, but I wanted his chest bare too. I tugged at his shirt, and quickly he pulled it off for me. Next, I went for his pants and in short order they and his boxers were off. John quickly stripped me of my skirt and panties. For a minute we just held each other feeling our bodies meld into one another. John started kissing me again.




New Older Man



"Let's go to the bed," I whispered.

John lifted me up and soon I felt the bed on my backside and his glorious lean body draped over mine with his hard member pressing urgently on my inner thigh. I ran my hands up and down his back as I felt his finger work over my clitoris. Soon I was feeling the first of many small orgasms. 

"Turn over onto your back," I whispered.

Soon John's hard member was being bathed by my tongue. I began to study his penis. It was long like he was tall. He was circumcised and he had a beautiful ridge running down the underside of his penis. All of these things I took time to explore with my tongue. I ran my tongue over his head in a swirling motion, and then I licked it from tip to bottom. John groaned and ran his hand through my hair. He kept looking down at me as I took his length into my mouth. Eventually I found myself bobbing up and down and using my hands to stroke his balls.

"That's it babe...feels so good. I am so close," said John between moans.

By now he was grabbing my hair a little harder and was pushing my head up and down his penis. It had been forever since I had done this and I loved watching the pleasure wash over his face.

"I am going to come," he groaned. I lifted my head up and began rubbing his penis and stroking his balls. With a groan he came over my hand in white spurts. I watched his face as he came. John had his face tipped back his chest arched up. His eyes were closed and he admitted a low moan. 

"That was fantastic."

"Glad you liked it. Would you mind returning the favor?"

"I think I can handle that.

I found myself on my back with my legs wide open heading for a major orgasm. 

Chapter Four

That morning I woke up at 6:30am. John was asleep next to me. I nudged him, and then began kissing him and nibbling his earlobes. 

"Mmmm, I could get used to that wake up call."

"C'mon get up. We're going to be late for work." 

"But we're just getting to the good part," complained John.

"Good parts come later...after work."

"Cruel woman." 

"Watch it or I'll show you how cruel I can be," I said as I grabbed his balls. "You're both a cruel and tempting woman. Get me all worked up and now you're hopping out of bed."

I stuck my tongue out at him and ran to the shower. I took a very quick shower, and applied my make up just as quick. With a towel wrapped around me I stepped out of the bathroom and right into John's arms.

"Hello beautiful. What's with the towel? I've never known you to be so modest before," said John, as he ripped off my towel and began groping my breasts, while kissing me.

"John you're going to make us late. I don't want people to talk." 

John sighed and pulled away. "I can't wait for you to get on birth control. A morning quickie sounds wonderful."

"I agree," I said, while smiling rather forlornly.

I dressed while John took a shower. I put on a pair of panties and took them off right away because I hadn't realized how wet John had gotten me. I had a severe urge to rub my clitoris, but it was getting late. I put on a new pair of panties and slipped on my outfit for the day. John got out of the shower and put on the clothes he wore yesterday. 

"I am going to run home and change. I'll see you at school," he said, while leaning over to kiss me. "Don't forget to call the doctor today about the birth control. I'll take you if you want. "No, that's okay. I'll call during my lunch break today. Bye John." 

I wanted to say more to him. Like what? "Love you sweetie, see you tonight." Love? Was this love? Sex, lust, companionship had all crossed my mind, but never love. In all this time I had never thought about falling in love again. Did John feel the same way? He obviously cared for me. He offered to take me to the doctor's. He helped me with my impromptu garden, and he didn't have any problem worshipping and sexing my body into oblivion. But were all these things love? The thoughts disturbed me a little, which seemed silly because falling in love isn't a bad thing. Still, if I fell in love and even married a 50 year old man, does that mean I would never have children? Did I even want children? Jake and I had never really discussed having children. We had been married almost three years and having children didn't seem important. Having children now didn't seem important. All I wanted was John's companionship, and yes, even love. This revelation startled me. I was falling in love with John. Or was I? I had known him a week and already I loved him? Maybe this was just a serious case of lust combined with fantastic sex. I didn't know what to think. I was seriously confused and that's all I knew.

* * *

"Calling the doctor for any particular reason?" asked Beth. 

She tracked me down in my classroom during lunch. I didn't go see John in the teacher's lounge like I usually did. But I had called and scheduled a doctor's appointment for later that week to get birth control. I couldn't face seeing John right now. My feelings for him were so confused. It didn't help when I thought about the birth control and the sexual freedom it would give me. 

"Birth control," I responded.

"Ah," Beth said while raising her eyebrows.

"Condoms just get annoying after awhile."

"Did you tell John?"

"Yes, we discussed it last night. He even offered to take me to the doctors."

"Wow, this is sounding more serious by the minute."

"Tell me about it," I said while turning my back to Beth and walking to my desk.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just tired."

"I could almost believe that if I didn't know you better Jan. Now, tell me what's wrong?"

What was I supposed to say? "I have very confused feelings for John and I think I'm falling in love." It sounded so stupid to me.

"I know what this is," Beth said with a knowing voice.

"What?" I asked a little too quickly.

"You're falling in love with John!"

"No, I'm not!" I most definitely denied too quickly.

Beth raised her eyebrows at me and gave me a look that said "Yeah, right!"

"Well, maybe I am a little. I don't know...I am just so confused. Maybe this is just a bad case of lust. Hot sex will do that."

"You have a lot of sex right now, but it's not the only thing you do. I don't think this relationship is built on sex alone. The sex is so good right now because both of you have been without for so long. Enjoy it. You're a big girl with a right to enjoy a man who definitely knows how to please you."

"I guess you are right, but maybe we should lay off the sex for awhile and develop other parts of our relationship."

"Maybe you should talk to John before you make decisions about yours and his relationship without him."

Beth's remarks stung a bit, but I knew she was right. I didn't know where to start a conversation like that with John. What if we ended up doing it before ever talking? At the moment he was very irresistible to me. I needed time to think.

After school John found me in the classroom. He walked in and tried to kiss me. I pulled away and hissed "Not here."

"I just meant for a quick kiss. Although you standing next to your desk in a skirt seems like an invitation to do more."

"Don't you dare," I said while backing away from the desk.

Before John could make a move, one of my students walked into the room. Luckily John and I were standing far enough apart that we looked innocent.

"Hi Sara. What can I do for you?" I asked the student while breathing a sigh of relief. I wasn't ready to discuss my thoughts with John just yet. Especially not in my classroom.

"I'll be sure to return that book as soon as I am done with it. Have a good evening," said John and then walked out of the room.

After I helped the student I quickly made my way to the parking lot and drove home. I didn't want to meet with John at school.

Much to my dismay I found John waiting for me in my driveway.

I got out of my car and greeted him.

"Can I kiss you here?" John asked as he made his way toward me. I was trapped. I didn't have the classroom to protect me any more. I soon found myself wrapped in his embrace and enjoying his kiss far too much. 

"Come on, let's go inside and I'll take care of you properly," John whispered into my ear. 

I almost went with him, but then I pulled away.

"I can't," I said, wanting to cry.

"Jan what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing...I don't know...I'm just so confused at the moment. I just need time to think and sort a few things out," I said while walking to my front door.

"What do you need to think about? Having sex? What? I don't understand Jan." 

"John if you really care about me you'll give me some time."

John looked hurt and confused. I wanted to run to him and hold him, but I just couldn't. Instead I turned and unlocked my door. I stepped inside and shut my door without another word. I waited at the front door until I heard John get in his car and drive away. 

Later, after some moping around the house, I found myself practically drowning in a tub of hot water and bubbles. I had poured myself a nice glass of wine and was trying my best to enjoy myself. Enjoyment and confusion do not make good partners. Ultimately I found my thoughts wandering to my feelings for John. I knew I cared for him deeply, but I didn't know if I loved him yet. Maybe this was the beginnings of love, but I wasn't sure. Beth was right; I did need to talk to John. Casting him aside like that was unfair. I found myself getting out of the tub and drying off. I had to go see John right then. Even if I wasn't sure about whether or not I loved him, he was the best thing going on in my life right now. I wasn't willing to lose him over some confused feelings. 

On my way to John's I got nervous. I wanted to turn around, but I didn't. I kept telling myself to grow up and handle this situation like an adult. Soon I found myself at John's house. I got out of my car and shut the door lightly. A motion sensor light came to life as I did this. So much for the element of surprise. I walked up to his door and reached up my finger to ring the doorbell, but before I could, the door opened. 

"Jan, I'm so happy to see you. You had me concerned."

"I want to apologize about earlier. I really wasn't myself," I said softly.

"Come in before the bugs get you."

I stepped into his house and noticed he had been keeping it much cleaner.

"I see you notice my long lost cleaning skills are slowly returning.

I nodded and smiled.

"Let's go sit in the living room. You can actually sit on my couch now."

I followed John to the living room and took a seat on the couch. I expected John to sit next to me. Instead he sat in an easy chair across from the couch. 

"I can see you need a little space right now," explained John.

What a completely wonderful man. He might have wanted to jump my bones, but he was giving me space...willing to hear me out. Falling in love with him didn't seem so hard.

"John," I began, "I feel our relationship is getting more serious by the day. We haven't known each other very long, and already you are conjuring up certain feelings in me."

John smiled wryly, "I'm not the only one guilty of that."

"So you have certain feelings for me too?"

"More like a certain feeling."

"Love," I whispered.

Within a second John bounded across the room and scooped me up in his arms.

"Yes, Jan, love. I know it's only been a week, but I feel like I am falling in love with you. Even if it isn't love right this minute, I think it will happen very soon. We are both just so nervous right now. Both of us were involved in very committed and loving relationships, which ended far before we would have liked them to. Now we have each other. You make me so happy Jan. Where ever this relationship takes us, I am willing to stick with it if you are."

"Yes, John, I definitely want to stay in this relationship. You make me so happy too."

John leaned over and kissed me deeply. I couldn't help but to respond. My body craved his touch, his lips, his nearness...

"Come on, let's go to the bedroom."

I followed him silently to the bedroom. Once there, John made beautiful, passionate love to me. We explored one another almost as if we had never been together before. I ran my hands across his body, savoring his muscular build, and the smooth, softness of his penis. He in turn explored my body with his hands and tongue. He cupped my breasts and sucked my nipples. His fingers slid through my moistening folds, arousing me even more. 

"John," I moaned, "please make love to me."

John dug out a condom, and soon I felt his penis sliding deeply and fully into me. It felt wonderful. I ran my finger over my clitoris, bringing on multiple small orgasms. John increased the rhythm and I began rubbing even harder. Soon we were both coming and crying out together as we did. For a long while we lay holding one another. I felt his heartbeat slow to a normal rate along with his breathing. I felt so peaceful and content. A thought occurred to me then.

"I want you to come with me," I said.

"I thought I just did."

"No, not that way. Don't get me wrong, keep coming that way with me, but I meant to the doctors to get my birth control."

"Ah, I see. So you made an appointment. That'll be nice. What day?"

"This Thursday, after school."

"I'll discretely follow you in my car."

"Yes, we still need to be discrete. Eventually we might be found out. But I'm not ready to share yet."

"I agree," said John, "We'll have to keep this a secret as long as possible. My guess, though, is that you have already told your friend Beth."

"Yes, I hope that doesn't bother you."

"No, not really. I think she likes knowing things other people don't."

"No doubt, but you can't knock Beth too much. She is the reason we're together."

"How so?"

I told John the whole story, right down to the threat Beth made to pass a note that asked John to circle yes or no to dating me. He had a good chuckle.

"Sometimes you women are too conniving for your own good."

"Conniving? That's such a harsh word. I prefer to think of it as very extensive planning on our part. Besides, you ended up pretty well off because of our so-called conniving."

"Can't argue with that. Let's get some sleep. I'll set the alarm early so you can go home and get changed in the morning. I want to jog anyway."

"Hmm...maybe I should try jogging," I said as I drifted off to sleep.