4 comments/ 101753 views/ 13 favorites Steve and the Widow Laura By: bucksilver The following story is written expressly for Anne and other 60 something silver haired beauties who fantasize about spreading their legs for a twenty something stud. * Laura Jane Hudson sat in the far back seat of the family limousine on their way back from the funeral of her husband of 41 years. She twisted her fingers in her shoulder length, silver grey hair she had worn the same way sense high school. It was black back then. Now, it only had streaks of black. Gazing out of the window she thought about the good and bad times. They had faced the bad times together and throughly enjoyed the good times, together. Laura had driven her self to the mortuary, but didn't feel like driving herself home. She wished that she had said something at the grave side ceremony when they let her come back in the limo by herself, because her car was back at the mortuary. So, when she noticed Steven Thorton, a young man her late husband Bill liked quite a bit, standing a few yards away from where she exited the limo, Laura approached him, "Hello Steve, how are you?" extending her right hand. Steve took her hand in both of his, "I'm alright Missus Hudson. So very sorry for your loss. I just got back from college yesterday. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. But anyway, how are you doing?" Laura looked up into the clear blue eyes of Steve thinking, "What a hunk you've grown up to be. You must be over six feet tall. So much like my husband when we were just married." Then she answered him, "I don't know just yet, Steve. I really don't know. It was so quick and unexpected. Bill bent over to pick up a box, grabbed his chest, tried to straighten up, then fell over dead. Doctors said that his aorta artery broke off from his heart. He was dead before he hit the floor." "I'm sorry Missus Hudson, so very sorry." "Thank you Steve. Are you waiting for someone?" "My mom was suppose to pick me up. If I had a cellphone, I'd call and find out where she is. Or, if she forgot me. I'm fairly sure it's the later." Laura said, "I have a cellphone. But ahm, would you care to drive me home? My car is right over here, but I'd rather not drive right now. We are having a little wake at the house, family and friends. I could get you home after that. You can use my cellphone to call your mother and tell her not to worry about it." She then dug the phone out of her purse and handed it to him. "Sure Missus Hudson. And, yeah, I'll give my mom a call. She most likely forgot, anyway." After the wake, Steve remained to help Laura rearrange the furniture. When everything was back in order, Laura asked, "Did you get enough to eat?" "Oh yeah." replied Steve. "Well then, why don't we have a glass of wine and relax a bit? A California Cabernet sound good? It's a heavy red that should go with a roast beef dinner, or something like that. But, I like it in the evenings." Steve smiled and replied, "I'm certainly no wine connoisseur, but it sounds good to me." "Good." she said, "Have a seat out on the patio. I'll get the wine." He sat watching the sunset turn to dusk when she handed him a glass of very dark purple wine. Before she sat down, she asked, "Does it make much difference when you get back home." "Missus Hudson, I'm sleeping on the couch and I don't get to sleep until everybody else does. I had planned to find a room to rent, then show up for work for Bill Hudson on Monday. Attending his funeral was not in my plans." She sat down in the chair next to him. "I see. Well, it put a real big crimp in my plans, too. That's for sure. But Steve, I've got six bedrooms in this place and I only use one. I can rent you a room for the summer. Then you can use Bill's office to look for a job. I've even got a extra car out there you can use. And, I could use the company." Steve took a sip of wine, "Not a bad deal, not bad at all. How much is the rent?" "Well, I'll tellya what. There's a lot of stuff around here that Bill just didn't get to because he didn't have the energy anymore. So, for the first month at least, if you could spend a few hours a day doing some of that stuff, we could call it even. I think it was what Bill had in mind for you anyway. So, what do you think?" "I think I'll take the deal. I'd be a real jerk to turn down something like that." "So, you've got three years of college behind you now?" "Yes ma'am, I do. Next year is my senior year." "I think I remember Bill saying something about you doing four years in the Army Corp of Engineers? How old are you, now?" "Yes ma'am, I did serve in the Corp, had a good time doing it. I just turned twenty-five." "Ah Steve? You can call me Laura. And, yes I think it will work out good for both of us. Why don't you take the little car out there in the driveway and go get your things. I'll get your room ready." As Steve drove to his mother's place he thought about Laura."She sure has a nice little figure and sure doesn't look any sixty years old. But, then again, what's a sixty year old suppose to look like, now days, anyway." Pulling into his mother's driveway he came to the conclusion out loud, "I don't have the slightest idea. I'm just a guy who is soon to be a senior engineering student. What do I know about older women, or any woman for that matter." On his way back he could not get her out of his mind. He remembered that he thought she was an attractive woman when he went to work for Hudson Construction after his junior year in high school. That he was surprised to hear that she was in her early 50's back then. She seemed to be a pleasant person that would not be difficult to live around. His mind wondered back to the deal she had offered him. It was good, very good. It would solve a lot of his immediate problems. Now, if he could score some little summer job, he would be in great financial shape during his senior year. There had to be something for him in the greater South Bay area, or maybe Silicon Valley. Pulling back into Laura's driveway, he noticed a car that was not there earlier. When he entered the home, he found Laura in the living room speaking to a older man he had met before through Bill Hudson. Steve could not put a name to the face. But, he knew that he had met the man before. "Steve!" said Laura, "We've been waiting for you. Put your stuff by the stairs. Then come back in here. I have someone I want you to meet." Upon Steve's return, Laura introduced him to Gus Dietz. "He's long time friend of the Hudson family and owner of Dietz Engineering. They're a company that has done quite a bit of work for Hudson Construction. Bill and Gus were roommates in college. Same one your attending. Gus came over here from Germany to get his engineering degree and Bill talked him into staying." Gus, with the build of a heavy set Saxon German, stood up and extended a meaty hand to Steve. After the hand shake they both sat down and Gus started the conversation in his heavy German accent, "Bill t'ought a lot of you. He told me once dat most engineers had it all up here." He pointed a finger from each hand toward his head. "Dat one in a t'ousand had it here." He pointed one thumb toward his heart. "Bill told me dat you were one of doze an' only needed college to get some of it up here." He again pointed two fingers toward his head., then continued, "Zo, Laura tells me dat you need a summer job." Steve responded immediately, "Yes sir, I certainly do." Gus leaned over toward Steve, "I can pay you one t'ousand per mont'. You compt Monday to Friday, eight o'clock to noon. Dat fair?" "That's more than fair, sir. I'll take it." Steve said, trying not to seem too excited. "Gut." said Gus, handing him a business card, "I see you Monday morning eight o'clock, scharp." He then stood up. Steve shot up out of his chair and thrust out his right hand. Clasping Gus's hand in a hand shake, "Sir, I'll shoot for seven forty five just to be sure." After Gus had left, Laura led Steve to his room. He tossed his bags on the bed, then turned to Laura, "I don't know what to say, Laura. Thank you doesn't seem to be enough. But anyway, thank you. I started the day with two major problems and by the end of the day you have solved them both, thank you." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. Laura smiled and her eyes glistened with tears, "I think Bill would have wanted it this way. He thought you were worth it and I think so, too. Ah, Steve? I am going to need your help in another area, right now." "Sure Laura, anywhere I can help." Laura looked him "I ah, well, the funeral and wake really didn't get it across to me that Bill's gone. I mean, I've yet to shed a tear. It seems like he is off on one of his business trips to some far off place. That he'll come home tomorrow or the day after. I need you to help me through the grieving process. I would guess that I am in denial right now." Steve was stunned that she would ask his help in this particular area, at this time, "Laura, I would like to help you. But, I don't have any knowledge or experience in that part of life." "We can get all we need of that on the internet, tomorrow afternoon. What I need now is a man to hold my hand and help me through the process. Make sure I don't get hung up like I am now." "I can do that for you, Laura." She ran her fingers over his cheek, chin and neck, "Good, now you need to get some sleep. I'd like to get as much of the outside stuff done as we can before Monday, while the weather holds out in the low seventy's. It's suppose to get into the high eighty's next week.. That's hot for us coastal people. So, good night, Steve." "OK, g'night, Laura." About three weeks after the funeral, on a Friday, Laura and Steve met, as usual, in the patio over a glass of wine. Steve was still standing when Laura brought out the bottle and two glasses. "Laura? That was a fantastic sirloin steak. Well done, still juicy. Not many out there that can do that." Having achieved closure in her husband's death, Laura was in good spirits. She smiled and handed him a glass of wine. "I glad you liked it. I know it's your favorite." They stood in the middle of the patio looking at each other. He commented, "Beautiful evening." "Yes it is." "The stars are just coming out and twinkling." "Yes, they are." she concurred, taking a sip of her wine. "But the sky's still dark blue." "Yes, it is." she said as she took the glass back out of his hand. Then sat both glasses down on a table. She loosened the cord around her robe and let the robe slip off her shoulders, exposing her breasts. She lifted his shirt, then wrapped her arms around him, squeezing her breasts up against his abdomen-chest area., then looked up at him, "E cup since my last child and Bill's favorite toys. Now, they can be yours if you want them." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tighter. Her breasts felt like two pillows with little buttons, pushed up against his chest. Steve drew her up on her tip toes and kissed her on the lips. To some of the guys he had known, her floppy tits were totally undesirable. To Steve, they were nicer than the twenty something he had rolled in the sack with in the army. He was no expert in the female anatomy, but the body cleaving to him at that instant was good as it gets and he was raising to the occasion. When their lips parted, he kissed her again. It wasn't just the body that was turning him on. It was very much the woman encased in that body that he had lived and worked with for almost a month. It was the woman that did so much to help him stay on track to become a engineer. It was the woman that cared so much about him and that he cared about so very much. She whispered in his ear. "Sit down on the settee and we'll get that thing up inside me." After dropping his shorts, he sat down. She dropped her panties, then crawled up in his lap. Knees on each side of him, she brought her hot, wet pussy over his erected cock, then slid all the way down on it. "Hummm, that's good." she said, giving him a little kiss. She moved up and down on him for quite a while. Then threw her head back and squealed, "Yeah baby, that's sooo good." He followed her in full orgasm. She kissed him, "Thank you." Another kiss, "And don't worry about pregnancy. I haven't had a period in many, many years. But, Bill and I were still gettin' it on up until the night before he died." Feeling him recede, she purred, "Take me up to your room and we'll do it again. Up there we can get a little more action in to it, OK?" After removing his shirt, he scooped her up in his arms. She looked at him and smiled, "Our wine will still be here when the screwin's done. We can come back." As he carried the one hundred and ten pound, five foot six inch woman up the stairs, she whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid to ram that thing up in there, and do it in a couple of different ways. Time ta have some fun, screwin' around." He sat her on the bed and she dropped to her knees, "Time to suck your cock back up inta action. I had to do it a couple of times on Bill to go off myself." It wasn't long before he threw his head back, thinking, "Geez, this is one cocksucking woman. Damn, she knows what she is doin'. I've never had it this good." Steve was a little above average in length for his height of six foot, two inches. Not a real sexually active guy, he had been with a few girls and women in his twenty five years. None had told him that he was too short and a couple of the women could not get it all up inside of them. With Laura, it seemed to fit very snug, like a hand in a glove. He assumed that he was about the same size as her late husband. Then there was the action she gave him with her vaginal muscles. That was something totally new to him. Bringing him up and ready for action, she stood up and said, "Let's git it on!" They hit the bed together and he moved on top of her. She pulled her legs up as close to her chest as she could and he rammed it home. She squealed in delight, "Oh yeeah, baby. That's the way ta screw this hot mama! Pound it in there, baby. Pound it in there." She wrapped her legs around him and firmly gripped the bedspread with both hands, meeting his down stroke with an up stroke of her hips. Then at the top of her lungs, "Yeeah, there it is, baby. Oh wow, ram it in there. Yeeeah baby. Oh, Oh, I'm cumming. Yeeah, Oh sooo good. Yess, that's the way I like it, uh-huh." Steve was very happy that there were no close neighbors. As her orgasm subsided, he rolled them over, placing her on top. He smiled, then said, "Time ta ride that thing, like a cowgirl should. Ride this cowboy, Laura, ride." Laura laughed and began to bounce up and down on him, "Oh yeah, baby. This cowgirl's gonna ride you, cowboy. Yahoo, Ohhh, Oh Oh, and what a ride it is. Giddey-up cowboy." Laura began moving up and down on him as fast as she could and went into a screaming orgasm. Her breasts were bouncing all over her chest. So, he took a firm grip on them and yelled, "Yeah, cowgirl, ride that thing. Ride it!" Then he exploded inside her. She rolled off onto her stomach. He rolled over on to his side and propped his head up on one elbow. He ran his fingers up her thigh, over her nice little fanny, then up her back. Looking up at him, she said, still trying to catch her breath,"That was one helluva ride. You're good." Still breathing hard himself, he responded, "You're better." She laughed and rolled over on her back, up against him, "Well, I know one thing for sure. Your youth works very well with my experience." "Yeah Laura, I'll buy that." he said, taking one of her breasts in his free hand. Squeezing it gently, he whispered, "My toys, my favorite toys." Laura brought out a couple of terry cloth robes, "Let's go have some more wine." Entering the patio, she said, "Fill our glasses and I'll go turn on the spa." When she returned to the patio, she found him setting on the settee. She cuddled up next to him and he handed her a glass of wine. She purred, "It'll take about fifteen ta twenty minutes ta get warmed up. then we'll skinny dip in the spa." "Humm, sounds good ta me." They finished the bottle of wine in the spa, talking about anything and everything. Then she leaned over closer to him and whispered, "Let's go up to your room, crawl under the covers and do it nice and slow and easy. Then we'll wake up tomorrow and have one of those wild rides. I'll cook us up some breakfast and we'll have the day started off well." She turned of the spa, he took the wine bottle and glasses into the kitchen. When they were walking toward the stairs, she said, "I'll race you to the bed, first one there gets to choose ta be on the top or bottom." Just as Steve and Laura finished breakfast the house phone rang. She answered it in the kitchen. Steve poured himself another cup of coffee and strolled out onto the patio. After the phone conversation, Laura poured herself a cup of coffee and joined him. She sat down in his lap and said, "That was my favorite grand daughter, Julie. She is a teacher back in York, Pennsylvania. Born back there. Anyway, she's flying out here for an interview at the Santa Clara City Schools on Monday. Her flight comes in at ten something tomorrow. She wants to stay here and visit some, probably stay through next week. She couldn't come to the funeral because there was a few days left in her school year and they wouldn't let her leave early." She paused to take a sip of coffee. Then continued, "When you meet her, you see that she is a lot like me. If someone pulled something like that on me, I'd be looking for some place else to work, too." Steve picked up his cup off the patio table, "Well, you sure have the room here. No reason for her to stay anywhere else." Laura gave him a little kiss, "Thank you Steve. I told her that I had taken on a boarder. A guy that is soon to be a senior engineering student at Cal Poly, where Bill went to school. She said the she just completed her masters in the area of teaching children with learning disabilities." "Oh wow, smart girl. How old is she? "Yes she is a smart girl. she just turned twenty four." Laura said as she set her cup on the table next to his, "Ah Steve?" she asked wrapping one arm around his shoulders and bringing her lips inches from his, "Can a sixty year old woman love a twenty five year old man?" Steve leaned a little closer to her, lips only a couple of inches apart, "I don't know Laura. But, I know this, we really enjoy sex together. But, it goes well beyond that. And, I can tell you this, as long as it is comfortable for you, we will do it. When the time comes that you can't do it, I'll still be there for you. Is that love? Then, I love you Laura." She smiled at him, eyes glistening with tears, "I love you too, Steve." Steve and Laura stood by the designated baggage claim area at the San Jose International Airport, waiting for Laura's grand daughter, Julia Hudson. "There she is." exclaimed Laura, walking toward a pleasantly attractive young woman dressed exactly as Steve thought a school teacher would dress. As they approached Julia, Steve marveled at how she resembled Laura in the pictures he had seen of her when she married Bill and shortly thereafter. It was eleven forty five when they exited the airport parking lot. Laura, sitting in the back seat, said, "It's almost lunch time, I know this neat little sandwich shop right on the water up in Redwood city. Steve? Get on 101 North. It's just fifteen or twenty minutes up the road." That night, after Steve and Laura had a good sexual romp, she cuddled up to him, "What do you think about my favorite grand daughter?" Steve ran his fingers over her little fanny, "I think she is smart, and cute. She sure is a lot like her grand mother. She looks like you at that age and has a lot of your mannerisms." Steve and the Widow Laura Ch. 02 Another Friday sunset and Laura, a few minutes out of the shower ahead of Steve, popped a bottle of wine and made her way out on to the patio. She placed the glasses on the coffee table in front of the wicker settee. They didn't set in two chairs anymore. Either she sat in his lap, or she cuddled up next to him on the settee. Filling the glasses, she straightened up. Steve stepped up behind her and kissed her on the neck. He cupped her breasts through her robe and whispered in her ear, "How are my favorite toys?" Spinning around in his arms to face him, she cooed, "Waiting for you to play with them." Dropping his hands down to grab her ass cheeks, he drew her up off the floor and kissed her with a long french kiss. As they kissed, he moved to the settee. When their lips parted, he swung her side to side, caught her behind the knees with one arm and sat down with her in his lap."Whee," she squealed as they went down on the cushions. Laughing, she gave him a little kiss. She then reached over a brought up a glass of wine for him and then reached out and brought over hers. Raising her glass, she purred, "A toast to you," clink of glasses, "A toast to me," clink of glasses, "A toast to us." clink of glasses. They talked for a few minutes, then taking another sip of wine she purred, "I wanta romp tonight." Steve took a sip of wine, smiled and said, "Oh ho, my little Laura wants ta ride this cowboy, doesn't she? Hummm?" "Yesss." she hissed and took another large sip of wine, "Like a buckin' bronco. Yeah, I wanta ride you cowboy, like a Brahma bull at the rodeo." "Laura, Laura, my sweet little Laura. Life with you is one long event. But, I love it and I love you." She sat her wine glass back down and took his out of his hand. Setting it down next to hers, gave him a kiss and purred, "I love you too. Annd, I wanta screw around, I wanta romp in the bedroom. I'll go turn on the hot tub. Then we'll go up stairs and play ride'em cowboy and cowgirl. Then come back and finish that bottle o' wine out in the hot tub." She flicked his nose with her finger, "Then.., we can go back upstairs and screw around some more." He stood just inside of the patio door, waiting for her. When she came in she said "Last one in bed is a rat fink." and took off running. He tackled her just before the king sized bed in the master bedroom, and they rolled into the bed together. She laughed and giggled as he tickled her unmercifully. Rolling onto her back, her robe fell open, revealing her whole body. As he pulled off his tie shirt, he looked her over and thought, "Maybe it's just naive me, but it seems that her regular one hour a day work out on the exercise machines downstairs and almost daily sex, sometimes two and three times a day, had tightened up her body and made her look so radiant." Anyway he wanted to look at her, to him she was beautiful, sensuous, even sexy. Pushing his shorts off his ankles, he could not wait to get his twenty five year old cock up inside her sixty year old pussy. With one hand up over her head and the other on his chest, she moved up and down on his cock as fast as she could, squealing, "Yeah, cowboy, we're doin' it now. Yeehaw, Fuck me cowboy, fuck meee goood, yahoo." Watching her big tits bounce around, he helped her with his hands on her hips, "Yeah, do it cowgirl, ride that cock. Ride it, girl!" After her orgasm subsided, she slowed down, "Fuck this mare, cowboy. Fuck this mare from behind and into another orgasm. Take a firm grip on your favorite toys and fuck me good, cowboy." He said in a "John Wayne" imitation "Weell little lady, ya gotta get in position.". Laura rolled off him and crawled up onto her hands and knees. He came up behind her and slipped his cock in to the hilt. Reaching around to her chest he gripped her breasts. Eight or ten fast strokes sent her into a wild, screaming orgasm, "Yeah do it. Fuck this old mare. Yeah, fuck'er right, fuck'er good. Oh yeah, Ohhh, Ohhhhh yes Stevie, that's so damn good." ---------------------------------------------------- Laura did a "Merry Widow Waltz" around the kitchen as she prepared breakfast. After they had romped in the bed until after two am, they had slept in until nine, late for both of them. As Laura put the finishing touches on breakfast, expecting Steve downstairs any minute, she heard the house phone ring. She answered it using the phone in the kitchen, "Hello." "Hi gramma, it's Julie." came the voice over the phone. It did not entirely sound like her. Her usual exuberant tone of voice had the distinct under tone of a frightened little girl. "I received a letter and a call from the Special Ed. department of Santa Clara city schools. They have a position for me. So, I'm here at the Philly airport waiting to board a flight to San Francisco. I couldn't get a flight into San Jose." "But Julie?!? Your dad called a couple of days ago to check up on me. He went on to say that some guy from one of the well to do families back there had asked for your hand in marriage." "Not gonna happen, gramma, not gonna happen. I'll tellya all about it when I get out there." She then gave Laura the Airline, flight number and arrival time. "Gramma they are calling my boarding group. Hold for just a second." As she walked down the boarding tunnel, she said very emphatically, "I'll tell you what I do want to have happen! I wanta become Steve's wife! I wanna be Missus Thorton. He's the only man on the face of this earth that I wanna marry. Can ya help me out here, gramma? Hold on for a second, I haveta get my carry on up over my seat." Sitting in her seat and fastening her seat belt, Julie continued. "Gramma? In no way do I wanta interfere with your relationship with Steve. Hopefully, I can enhance it." Laura wasn't sure what she meant by "enhance", but she wasn't at all shocked or surprised. Julie had handled it just the way she would have. Laura was proud of her favorite granddaughter. All she could get out was, "We'll see you in San Francisco." "Thank you gramma. The flight attendant is telling us to turn off our cellphones now. Talk to you later." -------------------------------------------------- Standing in the baggage claim area designated for Julie's flight, Steve asked, "Well, didn't Julie's dad tell you a couple of days ago that she was about to get engaged to a guy back there?" Laura had not been able to find the words to tell Steve that Julie wanted to become his wife. That she was taking a job here in California to get away from the guy back east and be close to him. So, she simply answered, "She told me that the engagement was not going to happen. That she was going to take a teaching position out here." Steve rubbed his chin, "Hummmm, OK." Laura glanced at him and thought, "That hand gesture and verbal response is exactly what my Bill would have done when he felt things just didn't add up, there was a lot more to the story, or both." ------------------------------------------- Laura, Steve and Julie went from the airport to the little sandwich shop in Redwood City that they went to when Julie came the last time. During lunch she filled Steve and Laura in on how her life would be very controlled had she married the man in York. That her future mother dictated what she would wear to most events. Especially those held at her future in-laws mansion. Even to the extent of taking Julie out and buying her an outfit for a certain event. That his mother would most definitely be there to help select the rings. Julie reached over and placed her hands over her grand mother's wrist, "I would like you to be there with my betrothed and I, but nobody else." She went on to tell them how her sister showed up separated from her husband, with pending divorce. So, she gave her sister her apartment. Then caught the train to Philadelphia so they would not find her and talk her into staying. ------------------------------------------ A warm day in the South Bay, Steve walked a few paces ahead of the two women on the way to the car so he could get the air conditioning started. Julie, walking arm in arm with her grandmother, asked, "I take it that you haven't found the opportunity or the words to tell Steve that I want to be his wife?" Laura gave her a gentle but sly smile, "No, my dear, I haven't. I really think that you will have to do that yourself." "Yeah gramma, probably better that way. Can you help me set the stage?" As they neared the car, Laura said, "When we get back too the house, take Steve for a walk into the deep back yard. Show him where you and the others useta play. The tree house that your grandfather built is still there. I can still remember your father standing up in it like the king of everything. Your uncle Andy could hardly climb the latter. Anyway my dear, open up to him back there. Tell him how you feel." "Good idea gramma. I knew you would come through for me. I love you." Laura opened her door, "I love you too, Julie." ---------------------------------------------------------- As Steve and Julie walked the forested paths of the estates's deep "backyard" he asked, "How much land is here?" "My grandpa told me once, I think it's about sixty acres or so. Twenty are flat, most of it runs into the hills and is forested like what we are in right now. It's kind of a fan shape." They walked on in deeper into the forest and she pointed out places where she and her siblings had played when they were sent out here spend their summers with gramma and grandpa. They came to a place where a tree had fallen a few feet from them. Sitting down on it, she said, "Time for a little break." Leaning against another tree a few feet from her, he said, "So, ya bailed out on that attempt to cage you up. I'm sure it is exactly what your grandmother would have done." Julie laughed, "Yes, I'm sure you are right about gramma. And, caged is a good way to put it. When I returned home, I felt like a bird that had escaped her cage. Then for some strange reason, returned to it. So, the little bird seized the first chance she had to escape it for good." "Right on, it was a gutsy move. But, knowing your grandmother like I do and how much you are like her, I'm not surprised." Julie stood up, thinking, "Now's the time, now or never. Just get it out there. It's supposed to be the man that asks, but here it goes..." She placed her hands together in front of her. Placed her feet together, looked Steve in the eyes and stated, "There is only one man on the face of this earth that I want the share my life with until I die! I wanta be Missus Thorton. I wanta be your wife Steve, nobody else's. Just your wife... I love you Steve, I really do love you." Taking one step toward her, he said so very softly, "Marry me, Julia Anne." Julie did not even know that he knew her middle name. That he used it told her that he cared, a lot. She threw herself into his arms, "Yess, yes." Kissing him, she pulled back a few inches, "Yes Steven Thorton, it will be my pleasure to spend the rest of my life as your wife." She slipped back down to her feet. Arms still wrapped around each other, "And my love, you don't haveta stop doing what you are doing with and for my grandmother..., Ah, until she can't do it anymore... Ahh, I don't really know much about what you two do, 'cause I've never done it before. But ahh, I promise I won't get in the way. I ahh, wow.. I love you Steve, unconditionally. I will accept your relationship with my grandmother. I ah guess I ah, I'm the only other person that knows..." Steve placed a finger over her lips, "I love you too, Julie. And yes, I do very much wanta be your husband until I die.." He kissed her, "Thank you for accepting my relationship with your grandmother. It has made her a very happy widow, when it could have been very difficult for her. And, no doubt, I have really enjoyed our relationship." Steve and Julie walked back the house, hand in hand, to tell Laura and make plans. As they past the pool and spa, Julie asked, "When did you start loving me?" "Well, I became very interested at the airport when we picked you up. But, Laura is the first time I've ever really loved anybody. So, due to my inexperience, I let you go home before I realized that I did love you. Then, Laura told me that you were to become engaged. I felt, well it was hard to say. Just that I felt like I let something very, very valuable slip right by me. The day after you left, I tried to call or write. But, I just didn't know what to say..." They stopped just past the pool. Not releasing his hand she stepped around in front of him smiled gently, "I have loved you since the first time I laid eyes on you. I thought that it would be a good idea if I were introduced to the man I was gonna marry. But, when I was here with you guys, I just couldn't get the words out." He looked at her for a few seconds, "I love you Julie Ann. But, there something you must know about me and love. Women in general for that for that matter. Everything I know about love and women, I've learned from your grandmother." She giggled, "It's nice to know that my husband to be learned everything he needs to know from his brides grandmother. I've had men draw me into love just to get my virginity. They weren't successful. Then others, like this recent affair, just because I fit in a certain dress size, present well and apparently appear quite submissive. I have loved only to have it shattered by another woman because she would spread her legs when he wanted. I guess I'm an old fashion girl, but I'll spread mine for my husband as often as he wants and give him as many children as I can..." He gathered her up in his arms and kissed her. When he let her slip back down onto her feet, he said, "Let's go tell Laura." Laura's eyes twinkled and sparkled when Steve and Julie told her the news of the engagement. With a broad smile, she said, "This all calls for a celebration. Let's go out to dinner, some place nice. But first..." she held up one finger, "First, we haveta go ring shopping. It's all my treat." Steve protested, "But, Laura that's a lotta money.." She laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, lover. You know I'm a wealthy old broad." Steve gathered her up in his arms and retorted with, "Your not an old broad, but thank you." Without leaving his arms, Laura reached out and drew Julie over to them. She purred, "I love you two people, I really do. Now, let's go find some rings, then get some dinner." The second mall, third jewelry store, Julie lead the way to the wedding ring sets. Once there, one particular set caught her eye, "Oh, Oh, look at that set right there!" she exclaimed, rapping her finger on the glass counter top. The jeweler approached them and asked "Can I show you something in a wedding set?" A very excited Julie bubbled, "Yes, yes you can. Third line down, second from the left." The jeweler removed the rings from their tray. Separating them, he handed the engagement ring to Julie. She immediately slipped it on her finger. He went on to describe the quality of the main stone in the ring on her finger, "It is right at one and a half carrots, very, very slightly included. Which means that you would have to put the stone under a microscope to see its flaw. The cut is magnificent and it is almost colorless, or a white diamond, as we call it. It is a high quality stone. The small diamonds around it and on the wedding band are all of a high quality, too. All the diamonds are well documented by a reputable grading service." Julie, totally taken by the ring on her finger, asked, "What do you guys think? Steve? Gramma?" As Laura answered, "There lovely my dear, simply lovely." Steve noticed the high four figure price tag hanging on the wedding ring and thought, "It'll be a long time before I can afford to spend anything like that on her, even on payments." Julie shocked him out of his thoughts with, "Steve?" "They're beautiful my love. But, what I think isn't really important here. They both go on your finger. So, you are the one that has to be happy with them." Julie smiled at her fiancé. Then turned to the jeweler, "There are simply beautiful. Best we've seen tonight. I really like them." As Laura pushed a credit card across the counter the jeweler reached into the case next to the wedding sets and drew out a tray of men's wedding bands. Noticing that Steve's only jewelry was a watch, he said, "Sir, you appear to be a man that wears jewelry only when it has some purpose, some meaning." He drew out a band that matched the wedding set, "We include a man's band in the purchase of this set." Steve slipped the ring on his finger. While the wedding set was a little loose on Julie, the man's band only made it past Steve's first knuckle. The jeweler drew out a ring sizer and jotted down their ring sizes on the sales order and said as he picked up Laura's card and the rings, "I can have the engagement ring sized while I run the card. Then, you can come back tomorrow for the wedding bands." An excited Julie exclaimed, "That'll work!" ----------------------------------- Laura brought them to a steak house where she was known. So, at her request, they were given a candle lit table in a secluded section. Three glasses of Laura's favorite Cabernet Sauvignon wine made conditions just right for a guy to give a girl an engagement ring. However, first Steve proposed a toast, "Here's to three best friends. That our friendship will always stand firm, come what may." the three glasses clinked together. After they had all taken a drink, Laura said, "That was beautiful Steve, well said." Julie echoed Laura's comment. Steve sat down his glass of wine and said, "Let's order dinner. Then we'll deal with a certain ring." Julie beamed, "OK." With the ring on Julie's finger and their dinner served, Laura's cellphone rang, "I know who that is. I turned this monster on for the first time today as we entered this place." She said as she drew the phone out of her purse. "Hello son." "Mother! Is Julie there?" "Yes she is, son. Julie is sitting here with me in your dad's favorite steak house." "She's suppose to be back here ring shopping." "Well son, she's been there, done that. I'm sitting here looking at her left hand. It's adorned with about a carat and a half rock that is magnificent in the candle light." "What are you saying mom? That Julie's engaged to someone out there? Mahm?" "Yes son, that's exactly what I am saying. She is now engaged to Steven Thorton. A man that I have rented a room to this summer. He has been working for Gus Dietz until he returns to Cal Poly for his senior year. Gus says he's a natural, just like your father." "Mom? I don't know what's going on here, or what I am going to tell Ed Wakefield. Geez mom, why didn't she say something to us? Well anyway, plan for us to be out there this Christmas. We definitely want to meet this guy that sweep our daughter off her feet. And mom? We'll talk some more about this.. Oh, and mom? Ask Julie to call her mother." ----------------------------------- Julie laid in her bed that evening, too keyed up to sleep. She just laid there gazing at the ring on her left hand. Then she whispered, "Julia Ann Thorton, Julia Thorton, Missus Thorton, Julie Thorton. Julie Ann Thorton. That sounds soo good. Oh, Oh, Missus Steven Thorton." she giggled and kicked her feet up and down several times under the covers. Then she finally drifted of to sleep. In the master bedroom down the hall, Laura stood in the center of the room in a "baby doll" nighty with no panties, waiting for Steve to come out of the bathroom. When he emerged, he swept her up off her feet and carried her to the bed. This was something only Steve had done to her. One evening, after they had finished a bottle of wine, he threw her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs to bed, her upper body dangling down his back. He slung her onto the bed and promptly ravished her body and she enjoyed every second, immensely. They would explore the internet together and he would do to her what he knew she found exciting. His attention made her feel not so much younger as simply vivacious, invigorated. Steve and the Widow Laura Ch. 02 Steve laid her on the bed with covers already turned down and spread her legs. Moving in between them, he noticed, "Oh ho, my classy little lady is ready for action. No panties and pussy ready for some cock. Well, ol' Steve is gonna make even it more ready." With that, he began working her pussy with his tongue and fingers. Laura's body writhed with pleasure. She moaned and squealed "Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohh, that feels sooo good." He rose to his hands and knees and crawled over her and stopped when there eyes were even with each other. She drew her legs up toward her chest and whispered, "That was fantastic. Do it to me slow tonight. Take your time, slow and easy..." He grabbed a pillow, doubled it and shoved it under her hips for maximum penetration. Then he slowly pushed his cock into her. Withdrawing to where only his cock's head was in her, he then slowly pushed it back in. The lovers went into a synchronized, almost ritualistic movements. Her orgasm came as if she were floating in a pool with waves flowing over her body, "Ohh yesss Steve, yess, yes." With his upper body supported by his left elbow, his left hand in her hair, he maintained a firm grip on her left breast with his right hand. As he began to go off, he pushed himself into her balls deep and held it there. He moaned, then whispered in her ear, "Oh Laura, that feels sooo good." Continuing to move her hips in a ritualistic manner, she whispered in his ear, "Oh yes Steve, you make me feel so good." As they both climaxed she said, "I love you Steve, I really do." Laura loved Steve and Steve loved Laura. In there own way, they both loved Julie. In her own way, Julie loved them both. Steve and the Widow Laura "Humm, glad you noticed." cooed Laura as she drifted of the sleep. The matchmaker gears beginning to turn in her mind.