It Started With Ink

IT STARTED WITH INK

My tattoo shop had been open for about six years. I had seen many interesting people come and go. I’d done many different styles of tattoos; some I would have never dreamed of. But never would I have thought of a seventy-year-old woman walking in and asking for the tattoo she wanted. She introduced herself as Carmen. I told her I was Jacob, the owner.

After much discussion, I drew out some designs. She had a picture in her mind and knew exactly how she wanted it to look. She knew what colors she wanted used and where she wanted it placed.

For a woman her age, she had an amazing body. There wasn’t a lot of sagging skin in the area, so it wouldn’t be too difficult. I was a bit concerned about the length of time it would take. Maybe this would best be done in a few sittings. Besides, it would give me more time to spend with her.

Carmen was about five foot six, one hundred twenty pounds. Her eyes were a light brown and her hair was a beautiful grey, hanging down to her shoulders. Her cheekbones had the look and build of some Native American to them, which made me think of my grandmother. Carmen just had that look about her. Almost a family resemblance.

It’s kind of ironic, because the tattoo she wanted was a tomahawk made of a rose and feathers, with the circle of life, with feathers hanging from it, around it. It would be gorgeous when finished.

So, I took her back to my station and had her remove her blouse and sit back to relax. I offered her a soda, which she accepted. I went to work getting my equipment and colors together on my tray.

Having stenciled out the artwork, I had her remove the left side of her bra and draped her. I then cleaned the area of her breast that she wanted the tattoo. I pressed the stencil to her breast and held it to make sure it transferred to her skin.

As I began to work the dark outline of the tattoo, we started chatting. We talked about her family, the kids, grandkids, the dogs, etc. She had quite a family, for sure.

I decided that I wanted to be able to see her again, so I only did the outline of the tomahawk, then asked her to come back the next day to do the outline of the circle of life. When she left, I had the feeling that I wanted to get to know this woman much better.

Normally I wasn’t into much older women, as I’m forty-five years old, but there was something about her that really turned me on. She was pleasant to talk with, she had a great sense of humor, and she had a sensuality about her. A seductiveness. She may not even know it…but she was one hot lady.

Carmen came back the next day and I finished all the outlining. The tattoo was starting to look amazing. We talked constantly about everything and anything. She was a very smart and intelligent woman.

As I was finishing up, I got up the nerve to ask her if I could take her out to lunch. At first, she was hesitant. She said she didn’t think it would be proper.

“What’s not proper about it?” I asked her.

“Well, this is just business. I’m only here to get this tattoo done. And besides, you are way younger than me. I don’t date really. So, no. I don’t think so. But thank you anyway.” Carmen turned to walk out the door.

“Hold on a second. First off, I don’t consider my customers, JUST A BUSINESS. I like to think of them as friends. Second, I like you. You’re fun to be around. Don’t consider this a date, just two friends going out to have lunch. I just like your company…that’s all.” I was grasping at straws here. I really wanted to have lunch with her.

Jacob was a good-looking man. He was six feet tall. Weighed about one hundred ninety pounds, had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Carmen was attracted to him. Yet she hadn’t been near a man socially since her husband passed away ten years ago.

“Jacob, that’s very kind of you. But…”

“It’s right next door. There’s a nice deli with the best sandwiches you’ve ever eaten. Come on. Let me treat you just this once.” He was reaching out to take her by the arm and guide her as he spoke.

“Alright. Just this once won’t hurt.” Carmen wasn’t sure about this, but it did sound nice not to eat alone.

They sat at the deli and had a marvelous lunch. The time went by too fast as Jacob had another client in an hour. They made an appointment for in two days’ time and they went their separate ways.

It took about eight days before the tattoo was finally finished. In that time, they had had lunch each time Carmen had come to the shop to be worked on. They had seemed to form an attraction to each other. Carmen still wasn’t sure this was a good idea but was warming up to Jacob.

Jacob on the other hand was becoming more and more intrigued with Carmen. So much so that he was having to take care of his manly business in the shower each night. It was becoming more difficult to remain soft around her. A few times he had to excuse himself to settle back down before he could continue working on her. If she noticed, she never said or indicated anything.

Finally, Jacob couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to have her. His need was to great. He couldn’t stand one more night having to take care of himself. He wanted to touch her, lick her, smell her scent all over her body. He wanted to feel himself inside her. He needed to feel her hands on him, her touch on his member. God, he had it bad for this woman.

On the last day, when the tattoo was completed, Jacob got up the nerve to ask her to dinner. Of course she denied him. She said she had enjoyed his company, but their time was over. Jacob was completely distraught.

He moped around the shop for a couple weeks. Cindy, one of the other artists finally had enough.

“Jacob. Enough of this shit. If you want Carmen, go get her. What the hell is wrong with you man? I’ve never known you to give up on anything. Are you just going to let her get away from you? Pick your ass up off the floor and go see her. Talk to her and tell her how you feel. Quit being a lost little boy and grow some balls.” Leave it to Cindy.

Jacob went through the customer cardex and found Carmen’s address. After work that day, he showered and went to her house. She lived in a small little community in the outskirts of the city. The house seemed quaint and small from the outside with a driveway and a small front yard.

He pulled into the driveway and turned off the ignition. He stared at the front door and wondered what he would do if she rejected him…again. But what would he do if she didn’t?

Opening the drivers door he got out and walked to the front door of the house. He rang the doorbell. He waited, and waited, and waited.

He ran his fingers through his hair, thinking that maybe she isn’t home. He was about to turn around and head back to his car when the front door opened.

Carmen stood there in tan silk house pants and a matching tank top. She had bare feet. Her hair was hanging loose around her face and shoulders. She never looked more beautiful to him.

They stared at each other for a few moments before they both spoke at the same time.

“Jacob”.

“Carmen”.

They both smiled at each other.

“Carmen, I had to come see you. Please, may I come in for a few minutes. I really want to talk to you.” Jacob was holding his breath.

“Jacob, you know this isn’t such a great idea. Why did you come here?” She wasn’t budging from the doorway.

“Please, just hear me out. Then if you still want me to leave, I will.” Jacob felt like he was pleading with his life on hold.

Carmen looked at him for a long moment. Then slowly opened the door and let him enter.

“I have to be out of my mind.” Carmen thought to herself. He is a nice enough young man, but that is just what he is, a young man.

They stood just looking at each other for a few moments with an uncomfortable silence filling the foyer. Carmen felt the sexual energy flowing between them, but was trying desperately to stem it.

“Would you like to have a seat in the living room?” she said as she headed that way.

“Sure, thank you.” Jacob answered as he followed her.

Carmen indicated that he take a seat in one of the arm chairs as she sat in the other. They were the high back type with a floral print in white and lavender. They blended in with the cream-colored sofa, the light beige walls, and the light-colored pine hardwood floor. There was a stone fireplace against the far wall with a solid wood mantle. On it was an array of picture and what knots. The room was obviously used as a sitting room for guests, not for relaxation.

Jacob didn’t feel comfortable. He was used to his laid-back digs. This was too much formality for him. But he wanted to get to know this lady in her surroundings. He didn’t care what he had to do to try to win her over. He just knew in his heart that she was what he wanted.

“Would you like something to drink? I have some iced tea, lemonade, a beer perhaps?” Carmen asked as she rose from the chair.

“No, I’m doing fine, thanks.” He replied.

“Okay, so what brings you here. I know this is out of your way.” Carmen asked him.

“Well, I wanted to check on your tattoo. I like to check on special clients, like you, to make sure they are doing alright and healing well. Would you mind if I took a look at it?” Jacob knew he had to find a way to get her to relax and this seemed like a logical way to do it.

He was nervous as hell as he stood in front of her. She had on a button-down purple flower print blouse. It was spring, so it was short sleeved, with a collar, a couple of buttons already opened down the front. Slowly, she reached up and started to unbutton it. As she did, she looked up at him and her hands froze. Carmen felt a sexual energy pass through her that made her hands start shaking.

“May I help you with those buttons, Carmen?” Jacob asked her as he went down on his knees in front of her. His voice was so low she barely heard him. But she knew what he had asked and slowly shook her head in the positive.

Jacob moved her hands to her lap, then reached up and started with the third button from the top. He was trembling as he made his way down to the bottom of her blouse. He pulled it apart and found her lacy white bra which was hiding most of her tattoo.

“Carmen, I need you to remove your blouse and the bra so I can check it properly.” Jacob said as he looked up into her eyes.

She nodded her head in understanding and let her arms out of the blouse, removing it. Carmen then reached back and released the clasp of her bra, letting the straps slide down her arms. She held the bra close to her breasts, still feeling nervous and jittery. Why, she wasn’t quite sure as he had seen her several times while getting the tattoo done. Somehow this felt very different.

Jacob gently took her hands away and lowered her bra from her chest. Carmen’s breasts seemed to be more beautiful than he remembered from when he was doing the tattoo. Of course, then he had been performing a job, a piece of art. But this, this was beauty in his hands, perfection. There was firmness with only a slight sag, in spite of her age. The tightness of her nipples made them stand straight out. He doubted they were in that condition from the air in the room. Yes, they were indeed perfection in his eyes.

“Well, how does it look?” Carmen asked without looking away from him.

“Oh, it looks like it’s healing well. Are you keeping the cream on it I gave you twice a day?” Jacob asked.

“Yes.” Carmen answered.

Jacob couldn’t stop his hand from reaching out and touching around the area of where he had done the tattoo. Her skin was so soft and felt like heaven in his hand. He looked up into her face and saw her watching him. He smiled at her but didn’t remove his hand.

Carmen liked the feel of Jacob’s hand on her. She had been so long without the touch of a man. But should she be doing this with him? Was she in her right mind? He was but a child compared to her. Yet this felt so right.

As Carmen sat a little straighter in her chair, it pushed her chest right into his hand. Jacob smiled slightly at her as he gently started to massage around her breast, careful not to touch the sore area. As he did so, he raised his other hand and took hold of the other breast and proceeded to give it the same treatment as he was doing with the first one. Carmen seemed to be enjoying it, so he kept a steady hand on both and increased the pressure.

Looking deep into her eyes, he saw her desire building. He knew she was in need and he wanted to be the one to fulfill it. Jacob leaned forward and kissed first one and then the other breast. He heard Carmen gasp as he did this, so he did it again and again. He knew she was getting hotter as her skin flushed and she began to sweat. Slowly, he ran his tongue up the side of one breast and around it until he touched her nipple. She gave an audible moan. He did the same with the other. Again, the same response.

Jacob’s pants were so tight he had to rearrange himself to breath. He moved slightly to adjust himself while keeping a nipple in his mouth. He was so hard he was ready to cum at any moment. This woman had driven him crazy for over a month. Now he had her in his hands, and mouth. He had to have more of her. He wanted all of her. He wanted to taste her, to be inside of her.

Jacob nibbled and teased her nipples as they hardened in his mouth. Carmen tasted so sweet and succulent. He had to have more.

“Carmen, do you know how sexy and sensual you are? Do you know how long I have wanted you?” Jacob looked into her eyes as he stood and took her hand.

Carmen followed him as he led her out of the chair and took her into his arms. Jacob caressed her body from her neck, over her shoulders, to her lower back. He needed to touch more of her. He stepped back from her, let the button loose from her pants and lowered the zipper. Taking the pants on either side, he slid them down her hips and off of her. Then he removed her lacy panties.

“My God, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life.” Jacob said as his eyes took her in.

“Oh please, I am but an old lady. I’m sure you have been with younger women much more gorgeous than me. At lease with a better body than mine.” Carmen felt very insecure with her age and body sags.

“Carmen. Stop. I don’t care about your age or that you think you are imperfect because of that. In my eyes, you are flawless.” Jacob said as he took her face in his hands and made her look at him. She could see in his eyes that he was telling her the truth. This was truly how he felt.

While still holding her face, he lowered his lips to hers and gently kissed her. He ran his tongue along her lower lip, teasing her, wanting her to open up to him. Slowly, she did, and he pushed his tongue in, exploring her mouth. She returned the gesture as their tongues met and danced in the kisses they had longed for from each other.

Jacob couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted her now. He needed her like he had never needed another woman. Before Carmen knew what he was going to do, he bent down and slid his arm under her knees, the other around her back and lifted her up into his arms.

“Which way to your room?” He asked her as he started heading for the hallway.

“Last door on the left. But really, I’m very capable of walking there myself.” Carmen said to him as he kept his arms tightly around her.

“Darlin’ it’s my pleasure to feel you in my arms. And it’s going to be even better when I lay you down on your bed and make passionate love to your fantastic body.” Jacob didn’t miss a step as he headed straight for her room.

As they entered the room, a soft light was burning near the bed. Her room was as beautifully decorated as the rest of the house. She had a love of purples, and the spread on her bed was no exception. The curtains on the double pane window were the same shade and material.

The king size bed with four posts stood in the middle of the room with a chest of drawers on an adjacent wall and a dresser with it’s long standing mirror on the opposite wall. All of the furniture was of a medium walnut shade, with a beige carpet adding to the softness of the room. The walls had a hint of eggshell white with paintings of flowers and birds adorning them.

Jacob didn’t take time to admire all the surroundings as much as he did the woman he laid down on the bed, then stood back to admire. God, she was breathtaking. Why she thought so little of herself he had no idea, but he hoped to soon change that.

Stepping away from the bed, Jacob reached to his shirt and pulled it over his head, never taking his eyes off of hers. Carmen watched him as he reached for the button of his jeans, then his zipper. Her eyes followed as he lowered his pants, then his underwear. Her eyes grew intense as she saw him already hard for her.

Stripping himself of his shoes, socks, and clothing, he climbed onto the bed next to Carmen and wrapped her into his arms. Holding her felt so good next to his skin. So warm and soft. He ran his hand along her spine, massaging her as he held her. Slowly she relaxed into him. Jacob kissed her neck, her ear, her chin.

He moved back a bit and looked into her eyes. There was such passion in them. Then he kissed her. Lips touching softly, then again, and again. She tasted so good. He ran his tongue along her lip, and she opened for him. His tongue entered her mouth and she met him with hers. He thought he had died and gone to heaven.

Jacob was so hard he thought he would break if he touched himself. If not that he would cum if he entered her now. He had to wait…slow it down a bit. He reached out and started playing with her breast, gently squeezing it, tweaking her nipple. Then did the same to the other one. He did this for a while as he calmed his own desires. Yet he wanted her to feel how much he wanted her.

Carefully, so as not to put his full weight on her, he lay atop her, and took one breast into his mouth laving it with his tongue. Her moans along with her hands in his hair encouraged him to do more, so her kept switching from side to side. Carmen’s nipples were erect and taut as he grazed them with his teeth. She gasped.

Jacob slid down her belly, kissing his way, leaving her moaning with need. As he got on his knees, he eased her legs open and watched as her place of his fantasies opened before him. It was all he had dreamed of and more. She was beyond beautiful. As he lowered his head, he could spell her aroma. Her ambrosia was what he had craved since he had met her.

That first lick was like none he had ever experienced. There was a tingling in his mouth that went straight to his manhood. He could no longer contain this desire that burned within him. He wanted all of her and that’s what he did. He buried his face into her and started licking and sucking her juices. She had already been wet, but now she was seeping her goodness into his mouth. He couldn’t get enough. He wanted more, and more. He teased her clit, bit it gently.

Carmen was writhing on the bed, her hands grabbing at everything and anything. Finally, she grabbed his head, pulled his hair, and held him to her as she knew her climax wasn’t far off.

“Oh, please, Jacob. Yes.” Carmen begged as she was about to reach the pinnacle of her best climax in ages.

“What do you want Carmen?” Jacob raised his head and asked her, knowing full well what she wanted.

“Please, make me cum. I need to cum baby.” Carmen was so close now; she was right there.

Jacob lowered his head and clamped onto her clit as he pushed his middle finger into her.

“Oh My God.” Carmen’s body shook. She cried and screamed as she came all over Jacobs face and finger. Her insides squeezed his finger so hard he almost couldn’t move it. Damn this woman is tight, he thought.

Jacob slowly licked her as she came down from her high. He let her calm down before he removed his finger from inside her and lifted his head.