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The Romance of Jayne Ch. 01

By: duke0467



This is chapter one in a six part romance that is a take off for my. I was very surprised that these were bought by a magazine. I hope you enjoy and, as always, I enjoy reading your comments and some of them are helpful to me and other writers so please feel free.

All rights reserved.

A tremendous amount of thanks goes to Literotica editor lipstickvogue For her patience and for her intelligent editing. She immediately grasped what I was attempting to accomplish and helped me in that quest.

*

I walked slowly towards my seat in the ships dining room. I had chosen early seating hoping to get a table with less people. I have trouble thinking of things to say in groups, even though I knew the tables only seated 4 on this cruise. I really was hoping for a table alone or maybe with a comely lady for company. No such luck. I arrived at my table to find there were a husband and wife looking very snobbish and wealthy. They literally reeked of "Old Money". OH well, I was new money. The poker tour was being good to me. 

I said good evening and took the seat the server indicated was mine and sat across from a depressingly empty seat. As I was looking at the menu for the evening, someone sat down in that empty seat. A soft pleasant woman's voice bid the table good evening so I looked up to see a very nice looking lady that appeared to be in her late thirties maybe early forties. Certainly no older than that. She smiled at me and I decided this might be a pleasant meal after all. I smiled back and offered some banal pleasantries as I rather boorishly "checked her out". She caught me. She smiled again and looking me right in the eye asked me, "Do you approve?"

I am sure I blushed at my rudeness. "I apologize. That was rather rude of me, but I had decided that this cruise was going to be filled with snobbish old fogies with superior attitudes and vacuous expressions." Now I was babbling. "To answer your question let me ask one of my own," was my rejoinder. "What is a pretty, young woman like you doing on a cruise like this?"

"Oh my, what a lovely way to answer." There was a smile on her face and one in her words. "Well, this trip was booked by my father about a year ago and was to have been a wedding present. Since I decided that my erstwhile fiancé was not the one for me and we broke up, I decided to take my father's present and enjoy myself. Since we seem to be outrageously flirtatious may I ask why a handsome gentleman like you is apparently traveling alone?"

Now she had me smiling. Nice gal, I thought, and good with the give and take. I replied with a small chuckle, "I am traveling alone because I have no one to travel with, much to my chagrin. Things might be looking up in that department though. Would you care for a drink or a stroll after we enjoy this nice feast they have prepared? Maybe even both? My name is Charles, Charles Dunbar".

She laughed with a light tinkling sound. "I thought you would never get to that one. I might even let you hold my hand later if you are good and nice and ply me with really good liquor. My name is Jayne Bowdry. Pleased to meet you Mister Dunbar."

"We'll never get far with you calling me Mister. Most people call me Charles and people I really like call me Dakota. And here I was hoping for a good night kiss at the very least!"

She laughed that laugh again and said, "Don't push your luck, Fella".

We continued the light back and forth banter throughout the excellent meal. As we rose to leave the dinning hall, I had my first opportunity to appraise her body. Shoulder length auburn hair framed a pretty, almost beautiful face; that was complimented by a set of gold flecked hazel eyes richly endowed with green. She stood about 5'6" tall with a good figure. Some might say she needed to lose a few pounds but not me. I didn't like the American Madison Avenue created ideal of the skinny, leggy blonde type. I allowed my eyes to continue the tour. I took in a petite nose above slightly full lips with just the right shade of lip stick. Don't ask me what color. I haven't the foggiest idea how they decide those names. Her shoulders were bare in her spaghetti strap dress and looked soft and well cared for. He breasts were really nice. Just the right size for her frame so that you knew they were there and your eyes wanted to stick around, but not the only focal point to her excellent frame. No not those humongous things that men are supposed to adore (and most don't when it comes to the reality), but rather more than a handful. I made a guess at about 34C, but might have been wrong as I have never figured out that either; her hips were nicely rounded in what I like to call an apple butt. I liked the look of her legs below her mid thigh length, powder blue dress. Not perfect by Madison Avenue standards, certainly, but by my standards? Pretty damn close!

We walked up on deck to take a tour around the ship to help settle the meal. And we talked to each other. Actually talked to each other. We learned a little about each other. She a graduate of Wellesley, me a graduate of Colorado State. She the daughter of a wealthy industrialist, me an executive in a conglomerate. She married young to her high school sweetheart, divorced in less than two years; I married for almost twenty when the marriage just ended, as some do. She was not a parent; I was the father of two now grown and on their own. We talked of inconsequential things and we kidded and joked and flirted constantly. In short we had fun and seemed to enjoy each other's company. 

I suggested that we go to the evening bar on the Lido deck and perhaps do a little dancing. I did not promise not to step on her toes. I did warn her that I was not even distantly related to either Gene Kelly or Fred Astaire.

We ordered our drinks and while sipping them she told me about her "erstwhile" fiancé. She had not really been in love with him, but did find him an acceptable mate and potential father. Then she realized she wanted the love too. She told me she felt a little greedy about that decision as her father would have benefited in business from the union, but he bore her no ill will. He had told her that he had married her mother because he loved her so he could not blame her for wanting the same.

We talked and danced the hours away and suddenly it was close to one AM. She said she should really return to her cabin for some much needed sleep. It had been a long first day. So it was that I escorted her to her door and did get my goodnight kiss. I took the taste of her lips to my dreams. I thought about how her body seemed to mold itself to mine as we danced. It was a nice feeling.

Over the next few days we began to form a true friendship and some romantic interludes became a part of our budding relationship. I was beginning to fall for this fascinating woman. We had known each other for only 10 days and I was "smitten" as my mother used to say.

With just four days and three nights left to the cruise, Jayne invited me to dine in her cabin on A deck. I was impressed. There were no "cabins" on A deck. That was reserved for suites and included a balcony and Jacuzzi as part of the package. I only hoped that I didn't sound overly eager when I accepted. She did give me a sly grin with a noticeable twinkle in her eyes.

I arrived at the appointed hour of three in the afternoon with my swimsuit in hand as she had told me to bring one. I decided that was why she wanted me there at three. Probably wanted to go to the ships pool for a dip before dinner. When Jayne opened the door I was pleasantly surprised so see that her request for an informal evening was being carried out. She was dressed in a pair of hip hugging shorts that showed off her ass as though it were in a tight spot light. Just couldn't help staring. Her top was what may have been a man's shirt tied in a knot just below those marvelous breasts. Obviously no bra and no buttons in use either. I don't know how a woman can dress so simply and look so sexy and beautiful at the same time. I gave her an exaggerated wolf whistle. She did a slow pirouette and said, "OH Thank you! I take it you like this outfit?" 

It was my turn to give her the sly grin. "OH the outfit? Yes it is nice. The whistle was for the lady in the outfit. Definitely wolf bait. With that body and that outfit you just might want to call the purser and ask for a chaperone." That was greeted with that musical laugh again. I noticed she didn't pick up the phone.

"I thought we might sit on the balcony for a while. OK with you?"

I gave her an abbreviated bow and waved a hand toward the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. There was a glider for two and a couple of end tables, one with a pitcher of Margaritas, some ice, tub of salt and two glasses waiting. When we had made ourselves comfortable and had our cocktails, we began our talk anew. Only this time it wasn't so much banter as each doing a little probing. Trying each other on for size, so to speak. Trying to learn more about each other. She told me about her first marriage which had ended with her being a widow at the age of twenty five. She said she had loved him mightily and his death was almost the end of her. She had begun to sink into the spiraling depths of depression. She was pulled back from the brink by her father. He had seen her sinking and helped her back to life over the course of a couple of years. He was a widower himself by that time so his commiseration was real and natural. Now she had determined to find a new love, "At the ripe old age of 47," as she put it. She hoped that her standards weren't too high. As she was talking I was paying close attention to her body language as well as her words. It was a little difficult with her snuggled in next to me with her head on my chest and my arm around her. We had been wont to sit like this over the last few days. We were both getting a little more exploring with both our hands and our conversations. We were comfortable with my hands on her breasts and hers high on my thigh, brushing my balls and occasionally my cock. So I was gently rubbing her breasts as we talked and she was rubbing my thigh, rather close to my "package". I wasn't objecting. It finally dawned on me that this was the night she had chosen to take our relationship to the next level, as they say. Sometimes I am a little slow.

Jayne asked if I was ready for the hot tub.

"Sure! Where'd you put my suit?" I looked around the room and didn't see it where I thought I had left it, but it wasn't there.

"I put it in the bathroom, but do you think we really need suits at this stage?" She inquired with a very sensual smile.

I chuckled, more out of embarrassment than any other cause, but responded with what I hoped was a sexy smile if not sensual! "No I don't think we do. I was certainly hoping to get your clothes off today!" I said with complete honesty.

"I was planning on it. I want to do you more than you want to get me," she chuckled.

"Oh, I doubt that. Why don't you get your clothes off and just let me enjoy the view for a minute and we can hop into the tub and let nature take its course." She began a sexy strip without saying a word. She removed her blouse and revealed those pretty breasts to my feasting eyes. Then she turned around and began to slowly drag her shorts down over that apple shaped butt of hers, showing off her amazing pussy in the process, just as she had planned. When she turned back to face me there was a slight blush to her cheeks and that smile. 

I took inventory and did it slowly. I knew her face pretty well so I started with the breasts. Nice size with dollar sizes areoles and really nice protruding dime sized nipples just begging to be played with. Her stomach was not overly flat but showed the effects of a full life. Her pussy was well and neatly trimmed allowing her outer lips to shine in the day light.

"I see you approve" she was looking at the bulge forming in my shorts. And it was becoming more pronounced by the second. 

"I definitely approve of that body. It is even more alluring without the outfit. Tell your father I said thank you."

"Thank my father?" she queried.

"Of course. For providing the genes that helped produce such a sight," was the reply. "I want to take about an hour making love to you after about an hour of working up to it."

I took her in my arms and relished the feel of her body pressing into mine. My manhood dug into her stomach through my shorts and her legs on either side of mine told the story of our need. I picked her up and carried her to the hot tub. She sat down in it and he took off my clothes. She caught her breath as she saw his erection come into view. I knew that I didn't have anything out of the ordinary in that department, but it was a good size and a good girth. Women seemed to enjoy it. As I sank into the warm water she melted into my arms once more. "I am glad you want to make love to me and not just fuck me. I had hoped that would be your way this first time." And she kisses me with restrained passion. I pulled her on top of me in the semi-reclining seat of the Jacuzzi. And put both hands on her ass and kissed her as though I would die from starvation if I couldn't get enough kisses. I made a move toward neither her nether lips nor her breasts. I did raise one hand to gently stroke her hair and neck and to slide a finger down her cheek as we kissed. She broke the kiss and pulled her head back to look at me while I continued to pet her butt and her neck. "I could really get used to you," she purred. She rubbed his cock against her belly a few times as she melted back into his arms and put her head in the hollow of his neck. I finally allowed my finger to explore her breasts and the outside of her thighs.

She turned on the Jacuzzi and settled into the seat next to me with a sigh. I kept my hand on her breast and she reached up to grasp my fingers as they played. She wasn't restraining me, but rather accompanying me. We sat in comfortable silence enjoying the intimacy of the moment. I finally turned and frankly looked at her body as my free hand began to roam. I stroked her inner thigh from the knee to about 3 inches from her womanhood and back again. Slowly and with tenderness and the occasionally squeeze as my palm slid on the downward course. I was getting closer and closer to her center with each pass until I brushed just the tips of her outer lips and continued back down. I did this several times until I felt her move her hips to meet mine and force more contact. I then laid my palm fully on her nether playground. With gentle strokes I rotated that palm over her with my middle two finger spread to either side of her intimate valley I began to close them around her lips as I rotated my hand. I was kissing her ear lobe and neck while I played with her sex. She was breathing harder now, but no real urgency yet. I didn't change his movements until I got the signal from her hips again that she wanted more. 

I slid my middle finger into that luscious valley between her inner lips and let it trace the path down ward past her love tunnel to just the edge of her back pucker. Then up again this time with a very short pause at her clit then immediately back down the same path. Finally I allowed my finger to pause at her opening and explore the outside of that tunnel of mystery and joy. Then back to my explorations. This time I spent just little more time on her clit and entered her honey spot a little further with each pass. Then I stopped all of it and turned her to me for another kiss. Her breathing was more ragged now and she was uttering a series of soft moans. I stood and lifted her to the edge of the Jacuzzi and knelt between her creamy thighs. I started my travels again with my tongue instead of my fingers. I probed the depths of her honey hole and flicked her clit with the tip of it, then laved all of it with a flat tongue. My fingers massaged her back door and my tongue massaged the rest of her sex. Her moans grew in intensity and her hips began the dance of urgency. I stuck one then two fingers into her and began to match her thrusting hips as my tongue played the minute waltz on her clit. She grabbed my head and pulled me into her and that was when I stopped everything. My tongue retreated into my mouth and my fingers from her completely.

"OH! You Bastard! Don't you dare stop now! Don't you dare! Oh, please don't stop. I need it so bad. Please don't stop," she begged and pleaded and it all fell on deaf ears. She tried grinding her hips into my face, but I just moved with her until finally she began to relax. Then I started in again and again. I was slow. I took her to the edge three times and let her fall back three times. Then finally attacked her clit and my finger drove into her like a jack hammer. She came. She came and cried and screamed and writhed like a woman possessed. She clutched me to her as she would a life vest in the open sea. She finally began the slow journey back to normalcy. I held her and petted her and whispered tender words in her ear. "Oh my gawd. I have never cum like that from a mans mouth. What are you going to do to me with your cock?" Her voice was a hoarse whisper.

"We will just have to find out, but first I want some more of that delicious pussy in my mouth."

Soon she accepted my physical invasion. We did not fuck. We made love. We made love for over an hour both in the hot tub and out. We told of our increasing passion for each other with the frenzy of our bodies. And finally, almost regretfully, we returned to the mundane world with its demands for food and other pleasures to be enjoyed together. 

We went swimming and talked and laughed and teased and told our life stories over the course of the next couple of hours. It was summer in the tropics and with the sun in the sky until after 8 in the evening the need for food was postponed until we were sated with the frivolity of life. Then the need for sustenance became more primal. We returned to the suite and Jayne ordered their dinner to be brought to us.

With mock and sultry formality she informed me I was welcome to stay the night.

My mind was a torrent of thoughts and imaginings. 

To be Continued... 

The Romance of Jayne Ch. 02



This is chapter two in a six part romance that is a take off for me. I was very surprised that these were bought by a magazine. I hope you enjoy and, as always, I enjoy reading your comments and some of them are helpful to me and other writers so please feel free. All rights reserved.

Once again a tremendous amount of thanks goes to Literotica editor lipstickvogue for her untiring efforts and for her intelligent editing. If you enjoy this story, much of the credit goes to her.

*

I accepted her offer to spend the night with exaggerated formality and a smile.

As I said, my mind was a torrent of thought and imaginings. I was thinking in terms of the future. I was thinking that she only lived about an hour flight time from me. I was thinking that I could buy a condo near her if things worked out. I was thinking I wished I knew what she was thinking. Was I just a pleasant shipboard romance or was I becoming more to her as she was to me?

We went to one of the more sedate clubs on board that night and danced into the night with a close and personal style. We whispered the little things in each other's ears and spoke softly when at our table. She was the first to bring up the future. 

"Charles, what am I to you? Am I a shipboard romance to be forgotten at the pier? Will I see you after the cruise end? I can accept either, but admit that I would like this to continue in some fashion", she said with a charming aplomb. 

I had to chuckle. "Forgive the levity, but I was sitting here wondering the same thing when you asked that. I would like this to go on and see where it leads. We have not known each other long enough to speak of love, I know, but I am getting used to having you around and I am definitely enamored. We will have some interesting pillow talk tonight", was my careful reply. I had my hand on her thigh and was moving my thumb casually back and forth on it. She seemed to accept that so we danced some more and kissed on the dance floor. Damn, I like her kisses! I found that I liked many things about her. Oh boy, I just might be falling here. The thing is, I don't know that I really want or need that. But she is a really great gal. And we get along so well!

We decided to stroll along the Lido Deck before returning to her cabin and sat on her balcony. It was one of those pristine, clear nights that seem to only be available on the ocean, with a slight ocean breeze and a beautiful full moon. As we sat there I found my hand naturally caressing her left breast and trying to find the nipple beneath her clothing. When she just slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and unhooked her bra from its front clasp. She set the bra on the deck and all without interrupting the flow of soft spoken words about nothing. My hands now had free play of her breasts and there was nothing urgent, neither in my caresses nor in her response. This was intimacy, not sex. Oh, there was the faint promise, but it was a far off thing. We shared kisses and again with intimacy not urgency. 

I don't know how long we sat there, but she stood and took my hand to lead me to the bedroom. There with that same moon shining upon us we stood face to face and undressed. I kissed her again. And again it was without insistence, but this time with a more defined promise. As we embraced, I stroked her back and gently rubbed the cheeks of her firm behind. She arched her back slightly pushing her pelvis closer to mine. We weren't showing hunger for each other, we eagerly loved each other. We were making love.

I was lost in her beautiful eyes. Did I mention that they were a greenish, gold flecked hazel? I think I must have. I whispered of her eyes and her ears, which I was nibbling on. I whispered of her tanned shoulders as I kissed them and the delightfulness of her neck when my exploring lips found the hollow between shoulder and neck. My travels took me down to her succulent breasts. Her nipples were reddish brown and dime sized which I enjoyed very much and from her moans she seemed to like my ministrations. I played around them and licked the silver dollar aureoles. I nipped around both breasts, eliciting more of her contented moans of pleasure. I straightened to kiss her tender lips and led her to the bed. As she lay on her back I sunk to my knees on the floor beside her and continued to kiss, lick and suck my way around her breasts before initiating the exploration of the rest of the temple of love she offered for my enjoyment. I was intent on making it her delight. I tongued and kissed my way to her navel where I tickled her with my probing as I passed so slowly by to continue the tour. When I reached her Mons my mouthing altered course for her thighs which I examined with some intensity using the silky highway of their tops to make my way to her knees and then down the inside of her calves to her charming feet which were licked and her toes individually sucked and tongued before returning to the delights of her legs, this time on the inner surface. As my succulent travels brought me to the tender V that marked the beginning of her sex her thighs parted wider. I sought out and lapped at the prominent outer lips with lips, teeth and tongue. I did not enter the valley on this trip. 

My hands were enjoying the fun as they caressed her pert breasts, tweaking and gently pulling her nipples. With one hand fondling those love globes, the other was free to join the festivities around her love nubbin. It began to trace circular patterns in the skin of her inner thighs as my tongue was tracing similar patterns around the outer lips of that glen of sexual delights. Finally I let my tongue enter that vale and taste of the fruit juices lurking there. I plumbed the hidden depths and sought entrance into that enticing tunnel of a thousand delights.

My mind began to think in more earthy terms as I became more and more aroused. Her moans and low words that were unintelligible were making me harder and harder. My playing with her pussy was doing its thing too. I stuck my tongue into her honey pot and twisted and lapped and probed and enjoyed. My cock was scraping her thigh and as I slid lower to settle in for my feast it left a trail of pre-cum down the inside of that thigh. My hands were roaming all over her tits and Mons and stomach. I slowly licked up toward her clit. I gave it a quick tongue flick and retreated. Then returned for another quick flick and again retreated. I entered her with first one finger, then two and finally three. I tried to find her "G" spot with my fingers. I twisted and turned and stroked while my tongue played the minute waltz over much of her dripping valley. My tongue found that tasty button more and more often. Just darting in to tease and leaving. Finally I sucked it in my mouth and played that minute waltz on it until I felt her just begin to stiffen before I beat a hasty retreat. My fingers rested and my kisses were on her thighs and outer lips once again. 

When her breathing had lessened its haste and she began to relax I began a slow, but insistent probing into her and my tongue found that delicious valley once again, only to do a repeat performance. Once, twice I brought her to the brink. Three times and a fourth. She was near hysteria with her need and I wanted to make love to her the best I could. This wasn't a fuck. This was loving. 

Finally I granted her surcease and some relief. I attacked her clit and drove my fingers were in a frenzy. I sucked her nubbin into my mouth and kept a light suction while I gave her the full attention of my flicking tongue. I felt her stiffen, her breaths were coming in gasps as she began to scream my name and saying long drawn out "Yesssssssss. Oh, fuck yesssss. I don't stop. Please don't stop. DO NOT STOP! Then a high pitched keen escaped from her that seemed to go on forever. I hadn't heard that from her before. I couldn't believe how long it went on. Then a deep gasp and she held her breathe. Suddenly she collapsed like a pricked balloon. I think she passed out for a few seconds. I just held her and climbed to lie beside her while she recovered. 

When she had her wits about her she grabbed me in a fierce hug. She didn't say a word for several seconds. "That hasn't happened to me before. I hope that sometime you can make me feel that again. Sometime, but please not tonight. I just want to lie here for a moment then I am going to try to make you feel something as close to that as I can."

I stroked her hair and neck and remained quiet. I was afraid if I said anything I might utter those words I was so afraid of. I settled for being gentle and letting my heart and hands tell her what I was feeling at that moment. 

Her tiny hand found my cock and began a slow enticement. We kissed and whispered little words to each other and enjoyed the feel of skin on skin. The she gave me a gentle shove on the shoulder to have me lie on my back. I tried to pull her on top of me letting her know that she need do nothing for me, but take a ride if she wanted. Jayne, would have none of it. So my right hand stroked her back and her ass while my other hand played with everything on her front as she began her own exploration with her lips and teeth and tongue and hands. Her marvelous, sensual hands were making goose bump tracks all along my stomach. He mouth was working on my nipples and one hand was feeling my balls. I was still playing with her ass and breasts as her head traced kisses down my stomach and up my shaft then down the other side. She sucked one of the balls into her mouth then the other before she continued down my legs to my ankle before she switched sides and traversed back up to my hanging testicles again. After sucking on them she again began to kiss up the shaft of that rigid pole of mine licking the head for a second or two before traversing the top side to base, and back up again. Then she took just the head into her sweet mouth and began to apply suction as her tongue beat a tattoo on the cleft of fore skin and head. She had a magical tongue that moved with the speed of humming bird wings as she sucked harder and harder.

I was no longer suffering from the ill effects of coherent thought. My life was all feeling at that moment and I felt like cumming really hard! The pressure was building to its peak and ... and then she stopped. She was toying with me as I had toyed with her. She was trying to make the experience one for the memoirs. She then took the head into her mouth again and ran her mouth and those sucking lips up and down my shaft as though she could never get enough. She buried her nose in my pubic hair and worked her tongue like a mast craftswoman. She took me to the brink and let me cool down some then she took me to the brink again and this time I exploded deep in her throat. As I began to spurt in her throat she backed off a little and sucked the head with determination. She wanted every drop and she got it. I was in the land of pure sexual satiation for several minutes or seconds or hours. In other words I have no idea how long I floated in that haze of pleasure. When I was aware of my surroundings she had her wine glass in her hand and was swirling it around her mouth before swallowing it. Then she lay beside me and cuddled and talked of the nothings that are important to lovers at moments of great intimacy like that. I complained that we hadn't had intercourse and she had a right to expect that.

"Oh I do, My Darling Charles. I do, but we have time. I want you to just hold me now and we will get back to more of this after a rest. I don't think I could handle another orgasm like that last one for a while and I like it right here with your arms around me. Do you mind that I like this?" 

"How could I possibly mind you letting me enjoy the closeness of you?" was my honest response. "I do believe we are gong to have to talk about extending this after the cruise." When I looked at her she was slipping into dream land and had a smile on her face.

To Be Continued...



The Romance of Jayne Ch. 03



This is chapter three in a six part romance that is a take off for me as my forte is really in the science fiction genre. I was very surprised that these were bought by a magazine. I hope you enjoy and, as always, I enjoy reading your comments and some of them are helpful to me and other writers so please feel free.

All rights reserved.

Once again a tremendous amount of thanks goes to Literotica editor lipstickvogue for her untiring efforts and for her intelligent editing. If you enjoy this story, much of the credit goes to her.

We awoke in the morning still curled in each other's arms. We gave each other a loving hug and began our morning ritual with one exception. She pulled me into the shower with her with the comment that she wanted to make sure I got clean. I enjoyed the process and returned the honor. We decided to have breakfast in the dinning hall and spoke of things mundane and amusing. We walked the deck, played ping-pong and spoke of things mundane and amusing. We did all of the things that people at see on a luxury line do and spoke of things mundane and amusing. We talked of everything except us. 

We had lunch in the dinning room and ordered dinner brought to her cabin.

With an after dinner drink in our hands, we went to the balcony and watched the dolphins play and spoke of nothing at all. She asked me to spend the rest of our cruise together so we went to my cabin and moved me to hers. That became the pattern of our existence for the rest of the cruise. We enjoyed each other in the night and during the day. We rented motor scooters in Nassau, went para-sailing, walking on the beach and ate in the local eateries. We were the quintessential vacationers. We had a marvelous time of relaxed and loving companions. As we were looking over the rail at the coast of Florida, I mentioned that it might be a good idea to exchange addresses and numbers. She chuckled and dug in her carry bag to reveal a paper with all of the information on it ready and waiting. I gave her my info and we stood in silence, content that this was not the end.

Then I made a serious mistake. Men are wont to make them, I have never figured out why that is. I had read an item in an online newspaper that morning that upset me and thought I would discuss it with her. Unfortunately, it was political and she took the opposite view. We began to argue and this escalated into almost a shouting match as we got ready to depart the ship. A week of love and discovery, ruined by a careless word from me. Ok so I was stupid. I even admitted it, but to no avail. We didn't even say a proper goodbye as we went our separate ways. All I could think of was, 'I will never see her again', as I walked to my car. As I was driving back up the highway I pulled out that slip of paper she had given me with all of her numbers on it. After pulling into a rest stop about an hour down the road, I called her cell phone. Three times. She wasn't answering. Have you ever felt the earth just swallow you up in your insignificance? It is not pleasant. I drove straight through to my formerly nifty condo. It just felt empty. That was when it hit me that I had actually fallen in love with this marvelous, wrong headed woman. In love. Me. How corny can you get?

This suffering went on for four terrible days and nights before I tried calling her again. No answer. Again. Back to personal castigation. It seemed to go on forever.

It was about three AM and I was sitting in my den doing absolutely nothing. My mind was wandering from this inconsequential thing to that and shying away every time it drifted toward Jayne. I had to get her out of my mind. I hadn't even been taking care of my business. No poker for almost a month counting the cruise time. I hadn't called my accountant or my business manager to check on things. Nothing.

Then, out of the proverbial blue, came the email. It had no subject line just a message. But what a message. And it was from Jayne. It read:

I need someone to make the stars shine brightly, to make the rainy days sunny and warm. I need someone to make me smile, someone who will complete me.

I need someone who will give me a helping hand when I am feeling down and let me help them up. 

I need someone who is as honest as I am and wants that honesty.

I need someone who will support me and help me to reach the stars. I need some one that welcome support for themselves.

I need someone who will care, someone who will share, and someone who will always be with me in the long evenings. 

I need someone who will comfort me and let me comfort them. 

Someone who will cheer me on, and hold my hand through nighttime, dawn and noon, 

I need someone to share happiness, passion and true love together. 

I need you. 

I wish to find you with all my heart. 

I am waiting for you here 

It concluded with the fact that she hadn't been at her place, but with her father since the cruise. So now I knew why she didn't answer her phone and it looked like she still wanted to be with me. Naturally I responded. I apologized. And waited. And waited. And called. Still no answer. Days went buy and still no answer.

Some jackass was knocking on the door. Somewhere in my brain the thought came that if we were going to pound like that at three AM it just might be important enough to answer. So I did.

She was standing there with her head bowed and her shoulders shaking. I could hear the almost silent sobs escaping from her. She wasn't even carrying a purse.

I put a finger under her chin and gently raised her head until I could see her eyes. "Welcome to my world," was all I could think of to say. We stood frozen like that for an eternity.

I opened my arms to invite her for a hug. We hugged tightly and went into my living room to sit on the sofa. I turned on the CD player. And we just snuggled for a few minutes. Then we began to talk.

I opined, "That really was a silly thing to have such a big fight over. I am really sorry I started it."

We played the blame game for a couple of minutes and began go neck. Then we began to NECK! The kisses were getting hotter and more intense with lots of tongue wrestling and roaming hands on both sides. But, we had a lot to talk about so it stayed at the petting stage as we sat and had a good productive conversation. The thing about the conversation that was so amazing is we actually listened to each other. It seems to be a forgotten art in today's society. I guess we talked for a couple of hours. I know the sun was coming up when we finally wound down and headed for bed.

We were both physically and emotionally drained so we didn't even think about sex. We snuggled into each others arms and drifted off to sleep with a few kisses and murmured pillow talk.

When we awoke in the morning we took a shower together and had some light play. She soaped me and I her. When she saw me getting hard she told me to cool down we would have time for that later. She had plans to drag me along on a shopping spree. YUCK! BUT! I was happy to be with her again. It made me feel good inside.

I actually had fun shopping with her. We went to breakfast at a little breakfast bar not too far from my place then I took her to some of the shops in town. We kidded back and forth about her choices and she bought me a shirt she liked. We walked a lot and held hands, stole some kisses along the way. I grabbed her ass in one of the more exclusive women's shops, which got me a punch in the stomach.

As we walked around the city of Charleston, WV I told her some of the town's history and pointed out that we had some really good restaurants. We had lunch at Joe Fazio's down on Bullitt Street. It is a good Italian restaurant with a friendly, up beat ambiance. Then we went for a walk down by the river. We talked some more about ourselves.

I told her about growing up with my brother and two sisters in a very small town in South Dakota of being in the casino industry in Vegas and my erstwhile retirement. She told of her growing up in a family of upper middle class means and how her father had taught her the value of money by putting her on an allowance early in life that was on a par with her less fortunate friends at school.

We talked about ourselves. We talked about the town and the day and food and the shopping, but we never mentioned any of the tomorrows looming before us nor our place in them.

We had a good seafood meal at the Tidewater Grill and I ate too many of their dinner rolls. As usual. Those rolls should have a limit per customer by law! They are sinfully delicious and always served hot from the oven.

Since I have had a couple of drinks with dinner, I used my phone to request a taxi. When we arrived home we just rested on the couch, cuddling and watched TV a while. When we decided that it was time to go to bed we did, but this time love was in the air. Yep, I said Love. Ok I am admitting it. I am In Love with Jayne.

She led me by the hand to the Jacuzzi and began to undress. I, on the other hand, leaned on the door frame to watch. She put on a little show for me when she saw my pose. She did everything in slow motion. Even to turning around and keeping her legs perfectly straight while she slid her Pantyhose off and followed that with her thong panties. Even when she lifted her feet out of them she gave me a slow motion circular wave with her attractive kiester then while she was bent over like that she gave me a quick peek at those delicious lower lips of hers. Then it was my turn

I began to do her the same way with a slow removal of my shirt and unbuckling my belt very slowly. However, she had me at a disadvantage since I don't wear underwear of any kind and I had put on my sandals upon entering the condo, so the only clothing I had left was my pants. To remove them I slowly unzipped my fly all the way then quickly zipped it back up again. And just stood there with arms akimbo. She looked at me with a really sexy pout on her visage which quickly turned into that wonderful tinkling laugh of hers. I took the zipper down again with a chuckle of my own and let the trousers fall.

My final piece of clothing dropped to the floor and my erect cock literally sprang into view. I knew that it was a very average cock; I also knew that I knew how to use it.

She turned and put her hand around my cock and we embraced. I felt for her breast and began to gently squeeze and finger her nipple as we enjoyed a passionate kiss with their naked bodies rubbing against each other in a slow sensuous rhythm.

I got into the tub and helped her in so we could continue the petting session. The water was warm, not hot. There was one slight problem. Her hand on my cock was beginning to feel entirely too good. I broke the kiss and reached for the cock ring he had set next to the tub earlier. It was a tight fit, which was good. It would prevent me from cumming until I took it off and I wanted this marvelous woman to be thoroughly sated before that happened. She had told me she was multi orgasmic. 

I began to rub her body gently. Everywhere except between her legs. I was in no hurry and wanted her fully aroused before even going to her pussy with my hands. I took her right nipple into my mouth and began to suck and nibble on it while my hand worked on the left nipple and continued to rub her delicious body. I kissed her neck then her throat; her ear then her lips; her eyes then her throat again. I trailed a line of kisses and tongue down to her left breast where I kissed squeezed and nibbled around the nipple without ever touching it. Finally I gave in to her urging and clamped my lips on that stunning nubbin. I sucked mightily then licked with a rapid back and forth tongue. I nibbled on it. I squeezed it with my lips while my hands were squeezing what I could get to of that spectacular butt. At long last I felt I might be ready. I indicated that I wanted her to sit on the edge of the tub. 

She did and he spread her legs then I spread her pussy lips with my hand and just played. With feather touches, I followed the course of the outer lips from top to bottom and then the inner lips back to the top. I traced the outline of her love tunnel and allowed my finger to travel slowly up towards the distended clit. As I gently ran my hand over it Jayne began to shudder and groan. "Oh, gawd, that feels good. Do it some more." I ignored her as my finger was joined by another and began the slow track back to that nice inviting hole. I let it travel to her brown rose bud. My finger gently probed and stroked around it while my mouth began to suck on her pussy lips. I stuck my tongue into her sex and began to stimulate her with a slow motion. Pushing it in as far as I could and curved it in a circle, giving her a glimpse of delights yet to come. My nose was breathing warm air on her clit and I began a slow tortuous licking up to her clit. Her groans and demands had become more insistent as her hands were pulling my head towards it for all they were worth. I stopped with my lips locked on her button and began to suck and lick slowly but with increasing speed until her body told me he had reached the right tempo. She began to shake and shudder as her hands tried to bury my head inside her. She screamed! Her hips were bucking so hard I had trouble maintaining contact. 

Her orgasm must have lasted for a full minute or maybe even more. When she began to subside I removed my mouth because I didn't want an over sensitive clit to give her displeasure. I wanted to stimulate her to many more before this evening was done. Damn, this woman excited me! My hands went to her breasts as I trailed a series of gentle kisses up over her belly to those same breasts and then to her face. I held her in my arms and whispered in her ear how wonderful I found her to be. It was the literal truth.

As Jayne came down from her orgasmic high her hand found my throbbing cock again and started to stroke it slowly. We each took a drink of wine and talked of little things. Inconsequential things. She continued to feel my cock from tip to the cock ring at its base. She asked about it and I explained its purpose. She said that she wanted to feel it in her mouth; however, she had never learned to breathe under water. I said that would mean that she would have to take my whole cock into her mouth to get the ring in there. 

"That's the point, Lover." She grinned.

So we left the tub and I had the pleasure of running a towel all over her breathtaking body. She had just enough extra meat on her to be pleasing to my eye and hands. (I didn't like skinny women. Not necessarily fat, mind you, but ... pleasingly plump I really enjoyed!) Besides it gave me a chance to kiss her several places while I dried her! I just loved that hairless pussy! "Damn, she makes me horny!" I thought. With one last loving nibble on each nipple I began to dry myself. She grabbed the towel saying, "My turn. You don't get all of the fun, you know." 

She managed a few kisses of her own. She never did dry my cock. She made it a little wetter because of trying to take it down her throat. I didn't want to be standing while these types of ministrations were going on so her gently pulled her off me and handed her a glass of wine and a candle while I filled my hands with one of each. I would rather have kept my arm about her, but there were always some practical matters to attend to, after all. With my cock obscenely bouncing before me, I followed that spectacular ass into the bedroom. I'm going to try to cum in that hole, too, I thought. I hope she will allow me to do that. I know I can cum more than once if she has enough patience. Thank God for Viagra! The man's real best friend! 

As we approached the bed and began to rid themselves of the candles and wine glasses she asked what he enjoyed most about sex. 

"Well, it may sound corny, but I get my greatest thrill out of pleasing the woman. I just love it when I know that I have taken care of all of her needs and wants and she just needs to rest. Oh, I enjoy climaxing don't get me wrong. I need that too, but the greatest sex organ for humans is the brain. Mine has a need to prove that I have given her all she wants and then some, I guess. I don't believe it is an ego thing, just a pleasure thing. I really enjoy it. That's why I wear a cock ring. It keeps me hard until you want me to cum."

We were lying on the bed and my hand had strayed to her pussy of its own accord. She was on her elbows and knees with her mouth really close to my cock while she examined it and gave it light kisses and little licks. I didn't want to go 69 yet. I wanted to explore with my hands and eyes. She had sent me several photos of her clothed or partially clothed body so I knew the look of it. Now I needed to get the feel of it. She was wet again, but only mildly so. I began to spread the succulent pussy juice around with my fingers so I wouldn't irritate her. 

She was sucking on just the head of my cock with her tongue doing wonderful things. She acted like she really enjoyed sucking cock.

My pussy slick fingers were drawing circles around her anus. Then back to her dripping love canal. I was avoiding her clit completely. I sensed she wanted to just enjoy the feel and taste of my cock in her mouth without too many distractions right now. Besides I wanted to concentrate on the feeling she was giving me! Man, did she know how to orally minister me. Only women who really enjoyed it ever learned how to do it right, yet I had never met one that didn't believe that she was an incomparable expert just because she could make a guy cum with her mouth.

I reveled in the sensations. 

I began to trace a circle around her anus with very gentle pressure, occasionally bringing more lubricant from her now wet pussy. I began to urge her to bring her hips over so that I could taste once more that sweet nectar from her womanhood. As she complied I dipped my fingers into her love canal for more lubrication and began to insert my finger into her ass. Just up to the first knuckle and then I rotated it as I pushed in a little further. All the while I was licking her lower lips and nibbling on her clit with my lips while my other hand squeezed her nipple and played with her lovely breasts. 

The sensations I was getting from my cock as she continued to suck and tongue me was beginning to distract me somewhat, so I took the hand that was on her breast to my own cock and signaled that I wanted her to stop sucking. She did and rose up to her hands and knees giving me better access. While I finger fucked her ass and played with her breast I began a slow, tortuous trip to her anus with my tongue. Letting her know where I was headed but never quite reaching the goal before I turned back to her clit. 

Then I began the trek again. Coming closer each time to that enticing sphincter. This time I scooped up a large quantity of her juices on my tongue and deposited around my finger so that I had plenty of lubrication. I plunged my finger into the third knuckle as I probed with my tongue. 

It was time to extricate myself from beneath this thrilling woman. I crawled from beneath her and was sorry to leave swollen nubbin between her labia, but I promised myself I would return. Finally I was kneeling behind her and she had taken the hint and was working over her own clit. I delved into her hole to get my cock well lubed and almost changed my mind. It was so hot and wet in there. It felt like my cock had found a home that it had been waiting for a looooong time. I stroked in and out for a couple of minutes while I used my thumb to take more lubrication to her anus. I reached under the covers for the tube of KY that I had placed there earlier and used that as well. 

Then I slowly began to insinuate my thumb into her anal opening. My finger had prepared the way and the muscles there were beginning to relax. Still I stroked her pussy saying a silent thanks to the inventor of the cock ring. I could no more have lasted in that hot hole than I could have survived in a furnace. Once I had my thumb in her ass as far as it would go and knew that I had the path well lubricated at least that far. I began to twist my thumb in her anus and my cock in her pussy. I knew I would have to hurry or she was going to come by her own hand. And in this position I couldn't reach her pussy with my hand! Charles asked her to take her hand from her clit and concentrate on just what I was doing.




The Romance of Jayne Ch. 03



"Oh damn! Are you going to fuck me in the ass? Really fuck me in the ass?"

"Yes. Just wait for it. I promise you will enjoy it and that it won't hurt. I also promise that I know what I'm talking about. Try to relax."

I eased my cock from her marvelous pussy and squeezed a generous helping of KY on the end and smeared some over my entire cock. As I removed my thumb from her ass I heard her moan. I quickly put the end of my stiff cock at the entrance.

"Take off that cock ring! If you're going to do it I want to feel you cum up there!" she almost shouted at me.

"I will, Lovely Lady. I will."

I knew I couldn't take it off right away or I wouldn't last more than seconds as horny as she had made me. But I would take it off after I had given that virgin ass good ride. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I.

I withdrew my thumb and placed my cock at the entrance 

I reached under the pillow and withdrew my tube of KY. After putting a generous amount on my cock and making sure that it was good and slippery I began the assault on Jayne's rear trail. Very slowly I began to push. Just a little. More KY. Another push. This time with just slightly more vigor. The head began to penetrate. 

"If this gets uncomfortable and you want me to stop, just ask. It's no good if you aren't enjoying it," I whispered in her ear. 

"Go slowly, but keep going!" she replied.

I pulled back out and added still more KY and entered her again. This time the head was completely buried. I slowly began the age-old motion. Slowly and gently but entering a little more into that tight bottomless pit. 

"Damn! You are so tight and hot!"

My every fiber was screaming to give one massive push and bury my cock to the hilt in this marvelous ass, but that I would not do. I knew that the backside of the G-spot was just in about three inches. If I could get deep enough to begin massaging that, her pleasure would increase immensely. I had her so well lubricated and knew enough to take it extremely slow so she felt no pain. I had been here often enough to know that if she was pleasured I would be. I stopped going in and began to rotate my hips to help spread the muscles a bit. As I did this I was fondling her breasts, squeezing her nipples, massaging her beautiful ass and kissing her neck. I wanted to enjoy every fiber of her.

Ever so slowly I began to penetrate deeper. I was now in about three inches and began to pump slowly in and out but with increasing speed. She began to moan. And tighten her sphincter around my cock. I was getting a little deeper with each thrust. I had to begin to concentrate on the multiplication tables because I was sooooo close! And still I slid in and out of her wonderful ass. Her moaning increased in tempo and she was now actively pushing back against me. She wanted more! I gave it to her. I was pumping more rapidly and had reached 17 times 6! Her ass was gyrating wildly and my control was slipping even more rapidly. Damn. What were 17 times 6?? What were 2 times 2?? She suddenly tightened her ass muscles. Tighter and tighter until I thought she was going to nip my cock right off my body. Then she began to mew low and guttural. Her whole body was shaking, completely lost in the throws of ecstasy. "Fuck me, Darling. Fuck my ass! Harder, damn it! Fuck me harder!"

Suddenly I lost it! I began to squirt. I was buried balls deep. Damn! It had been years since I had cum like this! Even after I had been completely drained she continued to vocalize low senseless sounds. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on. Finally she just collapsed! It was as if every muscle in her body quit working at the same time. 

My now flaccid cock was left hanging in the air. 

I lay beside her, completely drained; breathing as though I had just run a mile full tilt. We drifted off to sleep without saying a word.

I awoke about an hour later and went to the shower. It must have awakened her for she joined me just as I was finishing up. I had a very enjoyable time washing her everything!

We were sitting around the fireplace awaiting the midnight snacks I had ordered. We talked of nothing. We just communicated. She was snuggled close without any need for sexual activity. She began to describe her feelings about their sex. She was enthralled that she had cum so hard from the anal screwing. (I thought that it was amusing the way her language changed during sex. Then it was ass fucking now it was anal screwing! Ah, the infinite vagaries of the female mind!) She told me how, although she had had anal sex before, she had never enjoyed it. And yet this time she had had a climax like never before. She didn't think it could happen again, but she wanted to try! She wasn't trying to arouse me. She was just talking to me. 

The snack arrived. Eggs with Welsh rarebit, a nice light rose' wine, English muffins dripping with butter, and a peach torte with Swiss chocolate dripped lightly over it for her. I was a diabetic and couldn't indulge. I cheated and took an offered bite of hers.

I asked her how long she could stay. She replied that since she worked for "daddy" and had asked him for a few days off she could stay a while.

As we finished the snack, I suggested that we adjourn to the hot tub for a few minutes then get some rest. She agreed.

She stepped into the tub before me and asked me to sit on the edge. I smiled quizzically and did as I was asked.

She took my manhood in her hands and examined it with care. It gave a half hearted attempt to grow, but was not quite ready yet. Then she began to lick gently and pop the head into her mouth for a quick suck while running her tongue around the entire length. Easily done in its reduced state. The attempt to grow became more of a reality, much to my surprise. But she did know how to suck cock! And she reveled in it so. Maggie continued her sensual ministrations until I had a full-blown hard on for her to work over. And work over she did! This became no gentle tease. She was working to make me cum! Hell, I'm over 50! My guided muscle didn't pay any attention to that silly restriction and obeyed the Viagra... She worked all of her magic and I was spewing cum down her throat. She took me deep and got the major portion then with drew her sucking mouth to just the tip and drained me dry. She licked her lips and told me that she had wanted to do that. Now we should just enjoy the hot tub and each other before going to bed. To sleep. Perchance to dream.