Joe Smithfield was 52 and a successful corporate accountant based in New York City. His wife had lost interest in sex and he found himself reading and fantasizing with erotic literature more and more. On his favorite erotic literature website he discovered a message board and started posting there.
His unique user name attracted the attention of a woman, Roxanne Bradshaw, who was around his age, an investment banker, and was a fan of the same types of music, movies, and erotic literature he was. He started to post stories about his fantasies to the literature section and she enjoyed his writing.
Roxanne lived in rural South Carolina, fancied herself a southern Belle, and joked that Joe was a Yankee. Joe flirted, turning on his northern gentlemanly charm and Roxanne reciprocated, reminding Joe a slow burn was best. But more than flirting, the two simply chatted about life and likes and soon a strong friendship developed.
Several months later, Joe’s firm sent him to Roxanne’s part of South Carolina for a week of meetings with clients in the area. Joe let Roxanne know and asked if she’d like to get together for dinner each night he was there. She responded that she’d love to.
Then Joe told Roxanne he’s not expecting anything sexual to happen, just two friends sharing meals and laughs, but if things should happen between them during the week he’d be okay with it. He said if things did happen he’s not going to leave his wife or have an ongoing affair, it would just be their special time together. Roxanne responded she understood and that a week of whatever happens with a dear friend is better than not getting to experience anything at all. The week before the trip they exchanged phone numbers to better plan the visit and keep in touch during it.
Joe arrived in town around 10 on a Sunday night and checked in to his hotel. He called and let Roxanne know he arrived safely and was doing some meeting prep and then going to bed. They agreed they were looking forward to the following night’s dinner.
To keep things casual for the first meeting they decided to meet at a Lone Star Steakhouse for dinner. Joe, having come right from a work meeting was a little over dressed, but ditched his jacket and tie in his car. Roxanne, expecting something casual, wore jeans and a blouse.
“You my dear are more beautiful than I imagined,” Joe said as he bowed and kissed her hand before giving her a small bouquet of flowers.
“And you kind sir are very handsome,” Roxanne replied.
The restaurant was noisier than they anticipated, causing them to have to talk loudly to be heard.
“I forgot about the noise factor in planning this,” Joe laughed.
“Me too,” she replied.
The dinner and conversation was filled with laughs and smiles. Once they got outside they could talk in normal voices again.
“I really had a nice time tonight,” Roxanne said. “Do you want to come back to my place so we can talk more?”
“I had a wonderful time too,” Joe said. “But I’m afraid it’s too soon for me to be accepting an invitation to your place.”
Joe gave her a soft hug and peck on the cheek.
“Good night until tomorrow,” he said.
“Good night,” she said and pecked him on the cheek.
Roxanne was wondering where she went wrong, why he wouldn’t accept an invitation back. Joe on the other hand, remembering that she said in her stories she liked the romance to be a slow simmer was controlling himself to grant her wish.
The next day all of his meetings ran late, into the dinner hour.
Joe called Roxanne, explaining the situation and asked her if she knew a quiet café they could go to for coffee and dessert when he finished up. She said she did and gave him the address. His meetings finally ended close to 8:45 and he dashed across town to meet her.
They shared a piece of layer cake as they drank their coffee and gazed affectionately into each other’s eyes.
“Did I do or say something wrong?” Roxanne asked. “I’m just wondering why you didn’t want to come back to my place after dinner last night.”
“I’m just trying to take things slow and not rush,” Joe said. “Besides, we’re still on for dinner at your place tomorrow night, right? I rearranged my meeting schedule to make sure nothing would interfere.”
“Yes we’re on,” Roxanne said breaking into a smile.
When they said their goodnights, Joe hugged her a little tighter so he could feel her D-cup breasts pressing against his chest and allowed his hand to wander a little lower and give her ass a playful rub. During the hug, he planted a soft kiss on her lips and then smiled and looked lovingly into her eyes. She was hugging him back, rubbing her hands over his back. A soft sigh escaped her lips as they broke the kiss. She returned his loving gaze and smiled.
“Do you want to come back to my place for a nightcap?” she asked.
“I can’t,” he replied. “I have an early start tomorrow. I scheduled everything early to make sure nothing would interfere with our dinner and I need to get my rest.”
“Okay,” she said dejectedly. “See you tomorrow at 5?”
“Nothing will keep me away,” he said and paid for the bill before leaving.
At this point Joe knew that for the first time in his 15 years of marriage he was going to give in to temptation and be with another woman. There was something special about her that he couldn’t resist. Roxanne was having similar feelings for Joe after being a widow for many years and not being with anyone since her husband died.
Wednesday came and Joe finished all of his meetings by 3, giving him time to get back to his hotel room. He washed up, put on some cologne, changed into Dockers and a button-down casual short-sleeve shirt. He stopped off a florist before heading over to Roxanne’s house.
He arrived an hour early to surprise her. He rang the doorbell and waited.
She answered the door dressed in a casual off-the-shoulders dress with printed flowers.
“You’re early,” she laughed and smiled. “I’m not done making dinner yet.”
“These are for you my belle,” Joe said and handed her the flowers. “Can I be of service in the kitchen?”
“Yes you can kind sir,” Roxanne replied.
Joe followed her into the kitchen admiring her pony tail which hung down just past her ass, giving him the opportunity to also admire her fine round ass and shapely legs. He was thinking of what he could do with her over the next few days.
“Can you help slice these vegetables?” she asked.
“Yes I can,” was the response.
They stood next to each other slicing vegetables, giving each other quick glances and smiles.
Then Joe surprised her by sliding behind her. He wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed from her bare shoulders up to her neck.
“Joe!” she half-laughed, half-scolded, “we have to get dinner ready.”
“I know,” Joe said. “But I’m just trying to make sure dessert is ready too.”
With that he slid his hands up and rubbed her breasts and ground his groin against her ass. He gave her pony tail a gentle tug to tilt her head back onto his shoulder and he teased her by running his tongue across her lips before planting a kiss.
“That’s so nice,” she moaned softly.
At this point Joe released his grip and moved back next to her and smiled.
“Damn tease,” she said.
“No,” Joe said. “Just a dirty old flirt.”
A few minutes later dinner was in the oven.
Over the next 45 minutes Roxanne and Joe sat across from each other at the table talking, drinking some wine. Roxanne repeatedly tried getting Joe to touch her again that way. Joe repeatedly refused telling her it was too soon. With just a few minutes to go until dinner was done, Joe motioned Roxanne to sit on his lap.
She eagerly did so and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. They closed their eyes and moved their mouths together. He gently slipped his tongue into her mouth and allowed their tongues to dance for a minute before breaking the kiss.
“More later,” he said. “I promise.”
After a dinner of baked chicken, roasted vegetables and a tossed salad, Joe suggested they go out to the rear patio because it was such a lovely evening. They walked out hand-in-hand.
Joe spied the chaise lounge chair on the patio and sat in it, motioning Roxanne to sit with him. She sat with him, resting her head on his shoulder and placing a hand on his other shoulder near his neck. He had one arm wrapped around her back and the other caressing her cheek.
“Have I said yet how absolutely stunning you look tonight?” Joe said.
“No,” Roxanne said. “It’s been a long time since someone’s said that to me.”
“Let me say it again,” he said. “You look stunning, now sit up some more please.”
She sat up a little more so they were face-to-face.
He quickly leaned in and plunged his tongue against her lips without warning.
His hug tightened as her lips parted and her tongue met his.
Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies as their kisses built in intensity. Roxanne was rubbing Joe’s chest and arms while Joe was caressing her breasts through the dress.
“Should we move this inside or let the neighbors watch?” Joe whispered in her ear before giving it a playful lick.
“Let’s move inside,” Roxanne responded and sashayed inside.
Once inside they sat on the couch and resumed their kissing.
After breaking a kiss Joe looked into her eyes and spoke.
“I have an uncomfortable question to ask,” Joe said. “It appears that things will likely proceed beyond kissing. What are your thoughts on condoms? I’m thinking that since I’m probably shooting blanks and you’ve gone through menopause, we don’t have to worry about pregnancy. Also, I’m a devoted husband who has never been tempted to cheat until now and you’re a devoted widow who hasn’t been with anyone since your husband’s passing. That means we don’t have to worry about STDs. So I’m comfortable going without them, but will use one if you want, should the need arise.”
“Not the question I was expecting,” Roxanne responded. “I was going to ask you to use one should things progress, but after hearing your thoughts I’ve been persuaded. We’re at that age and level of faithfulness where we can go without.”
“Good,” Joe said. “We’ll remember that should things progress.”
For the next 20 minutes they continued to kiss with their hands roaming over each other’s bodies.
“How do I get this dress off you?” Joe growled as he was having trouble peeling it down and couldn’t find a zipper in back.
“Let me help you with that,” Roxanne responded as she reached behind her, undid the clasps hiding the zipper, and unzipped the dress. She did a sexy shimmy out of it, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra and only had on a pair of sheer silk panties.
“Looks like I’m over dressed,” Joe laughed and stood up to remove his shirt and drop his pants, revealing a set of silk boxers, his cockhead poking through the fly.
They sat back down on the couch and hugged tightly while they kissed. Joe loved feeling Roxanne’s smooth skin and breasts pressing against him, while Roxanne loved how Joe’s chest hair felt against her breasts.
Joe’s mouth moved to Roxanne’s chest and kissed the breasts one at a time before focusing on the right one. He planted kisses all over the breast before reaching the areola. His tongue traced it slowly before his lips locked onto the nipple giving it a kiss and sucking it between his lips to give it a soft nibble.
A sigh escaped Roxanne’s lips as he continued to kiss and lick on the right breast while caressing the left one with his hand. She ran her hands through his hair and smiled, enjoying the moment. It had been too long since she’d been with a man this slow, this tender, and this deliberate in wanting to please her.
After several minutes he switched breasts. Instead of moving his hand to the saliva coated breast, he moved it between her thighs. He started to gently rub her pussy through the silky material of her panties. The combination of the material and the touch of his fingers caused Roxanne to moan softly. Joe smiled inside at the sound of Roxanne’s moan. However, that smile was quickly replaced with a gasp as he felt Roxanne’s fingertips lightly caressing his balls.
Joe slid a finger inside of her panties and felt that Roxanne was quite wet with excitement. He moved his mouth to hers and kissed as he slid a finger inside her. She responded by removing her hand from his balls and wrapping it around his cock and stroking.
He withdrew his fingers from inside her and traced them along the outside of her pussy lips. Near the top he teased between them slightly until he found her clit. He removed his mouth from her breast and started to lick and kiss her neck tracing a path up to her earlobe which he gently kissed.
His rubbing on her clit intensified and she was moaning louder.
“Please stop, I need to feel you inside me,” she pleaded.
“Not yet,” he replied with a firm tone in his voice.
She shifted her position so she could rub one of her legs against his while stroking him harder and faster.
“Please I want you so bad,” she said and licked his ear. “I need you inside me when I reach my orgasm.”
“Not yet my belle,” he said as he removed his fingers from her clit and slid two fingers inside her. He started to pump them in and out with the same speed she was using to stroke his cock.
She let out a long, low moan.
“Oh god, please stop,’ she said. “I don’t want to cum this way.”
Joe stood up and grabbed her by her pony tail and pulled her toward the bedroom.
“Then how do you want to cum?” he growled.
She was speechless by the change in attitude and technique.
At the bedroom he spun her around so her back was to the bed and pushed her down.
He quickly got between her legs and rammed his hard cock into her in one quick thrust.
“I’ve been wanting to do this to you since the day we met,” he said. “I wanted to bring you to a tender, loving orgasm with just my fingers before giving in to this passionate, lustful animalistic fucking but you wouldn’t let me.”
“I’m sorry,” Roxanne said. “When reading lit I like that slow build-up to animalistic fucking. But when I’m with a man I’m attracted to, who treats me special, the need for build-up goes out the window, I just want to be fucking as wildly as possible.”
She barely had the answer out of her mouth before Joe had his mouth over hers in yet another passionate kiss, their tongues dancing.
He started to thrust harder and faster into her. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his back to give him deeper access. She started to thrust her hips up to meet his urgent thrusts.
“Oh my god, oh my god, ooohhhhhhh,” she cried as her pants turned into a long joyous orgasmic moan. “Keep going baby ride me to another.”
“I’m not sure how much longer I can last,” Joe groaned. “Your pussy feels so good.”
“Just another min…, ” she started to say before her voice changed into shrieks of joy.
“Oh god, oh god, yes!” she cried. “You did it! Now cum for me baby, I want to feel you shooting inside me.”
Roxanne’s words and pussy clamping down on him set Joe off as he came hard while buried deep inside her.
Breathing hard he laid down on top of her, rolling them partly over so he was on his back and her head was resting on his shoulder.
“Next time let’s skip the foreplay and go right to the main event,” Joe said. “Yours is the greatest pussy I’ve ever fucked.”
“Agreed,” laughed Roxanne. “Your cock is one of the best I’ve ever had.”
“One of?” Joe said with a raised eyebrow before tickling Roxanne. “I’ll have to do something to prove to you I’m the best.”
“How soon do you think you can ready for another go?” she asked and started to gently stroke his cock and lick his ear.
“How quickly do you think you can get me ready?” Joe laughed as he kissed her ear and rubbed a breast.
“Pretty quickly I think,” she said with a grin and started to stroke his still semi-hard cock quickly.
She slid down the bed and took the head of his cock between her lips and teased it with her tongue before lowering her mouth over the entire length.
She started to quickly move her head up and down the length of his cock, sucking as she went, while tickling his balls. Her technique was working as Joe started to moan.
At that point she lifted her mouth off his cock and smiled.
“I think you’re ready for me,” she said then turned around and got on all fours and looked over her shoulder.
“I’m ready for you,” she said with a huge grin on her face. “Now take me hard and fast.”
Joe growled and got on his knees behind her.
Taking his cock in hand he swiped it over her pussy lips several times, teasing her.
“Just get in me,” she whimpered.
“Okay, if the lady says so,” Joe said as he grabbed her hips and slammed himself into her.
He started thrusting his cock in and out of her rapidly and she was bucking her hips back to meet him.
The sound of skin slapping together was the only sound in the room until Joe smacked her ass.
“Oooh,” she panted. “How did you know I liked that?”
“Lucky guess,” Joe said.
Joe continued to thrust into her hard, playfully slapping her ass.
“God damn your pussy feels so good,” Joe grunted.
“The better to squeeze the cum out of you my dear,” Roxanne laughed back.
They were both panting and groaning in pleasure as they moved like a well-oiled machine.
“Shit I’m getting close,” Joe groaned.
“Me too,” Roxanne said.
Joe grabbed Roxanne’s pony tail and pulled her upright while still thrusting into her. He grabbed her breasts and with one final thrust of the hips groaned loudly. The feeling of his hands grasping her breasts and his cock twitching and spraying inside her set off Roxanne’s orgasm and she let out a long moan. After Joe’s cock slid out of her they laid cuddling with her head on his shoulder.
“Can you stay the night?” she asked.
“I can’t,” he replied. “I don’t have anything to change into. But I’ll bring an overnight bag tomorrow.”
They laid side-by-side for another 15 minutes, just smiling and hugging. Then he got up and got dressed. Roxanne stayed in bed and just smiled while looking at him. He came over and gave her a tender kiss on the lips.
“Until tomorrow my belle,” he said and left to return to his hotel room.
Thursday was the start of a heat wave. After his meetings Joe returned to his room, showered and changed into shorts and a polo shirt. He packed a bag of toiletries and a suit for the final day of meetings, and jumped into his car and drove over to Roxanne’s house.
He arrived shortly before dinner and quickly greeted her with a one armed hug and quick kiss on the lips as he brought his things to the bedroom.
When he emerged he noticed what she’s wearing and grinned broadly at the sight of her in a short denim skirt that barely covered her ass and a shirt tied off above the midriff showing lots of cleavage and her belly.
“You look good enough to eat,” Joe laughed as he gave her a tight hug licking the small of her neck and tickling her earlobe.
“You look pretty hot yourself,” she replied, slipping her tongue into his mouth and running a hand across his chest.
After a dinner of salmon and asparagus, Joe offered to clear the table, telling Roxanne to wait at the table as he took all the dishes in to the kitchen at once, laying glasses on the plates. After placing everything in the sink, he went to the fridge and grabbed a can of whipped cream and hid it under the back of his shirt.
“Everything okay in there?” Roxanne called out.
“Everything’s good,” Joe called back. “I’m coming out now.”
Roxanne stood when Joe returned and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, which he returned.
“What’s that goofy grin for?” she asked.
“Remember before dinner when I said you looked good enough to eat?” Joe said.
“Yes,” Roxanne laughed.
“Well,” Joe said. “You’re my desert.”
With that Joe grabbed the can of whipped cream from behind his back and gently pushed Roxanne back so she was sitting on the table.
She laughed as he sprayed the whipped cream into her cleavage and licked it out.
“We can’t have this in the way,” Joe said as he undid the tie on her shirt, exposing her breasts, tossing the shirt aside.
He sprayed the some of the cold cream on her left areola, causing her to gasp before he licked it off with a flick of the tongue and a gentle nibble. He sprayed some more on the rest of the left breast and licked it off. He moved to her mouth, sharing some whipped cream with her as they kissed. Then he repeated the process on the right breast.
He took a seat in a chair in front of her and started planting kisses below her breasts, moving down her body. He did a quick dollop of cream in her belly, eliciting a laugh before moving lower. He put the can of whipped cream down and moved his head under the skirt. He started to lick her pussy through the lacy material of her panties. His hands grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to him. He could taste her wetness through the material and slid a finger underneath to tease her.
She was moaning softly and placed her hands on the skirt holding his head in place. After several minutes he lifted his head out from under the skirt.
“This skirt and panties are in the way, we have to get rid of them,” he said. She removed the skirt and lifted her hips to allow him to peel the panties down.
Now with her pussy exposed he sprayed a quick dollop of whipped cream between her thighs and began to lick. As his tongue slid up and down her lips, lapping up her moisture, she had a foot in his lap, rubbing his cock through his shorts.
His tongue found her clit and began to flick against it and tracing the alphabet on it. He also began to slide two fingers in and out of her pussy slowly at first and then picking up speed. Roxanne started moaning loudly as Joe moved his fingers to her clit and shoved his tongue inside her. She put her hands in his hair pulling his face against her and started to push her hips against his face.
“Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!” she was quickly panting.
Those pants quickly turned into a long, low moan that turned into a cry.
“Yesssss, that’s it!” she cried in ecstasy. “I’ve never orgasmed that way before.”
Joe lifted his face smiling as he stood up.
“Then my job down there is done,” he smiled as he wrapped his arms around Roxanne and kissed her deeply.
Roxanne stood up and looked him square in the eye.
“My turn to reciprocate,” she said. “But first you have to get naked.”
She was anxiously unsnapping and unzipping Joe’s pants and fly as he took his shirt off. She quickly yanked his pants and boxers down in one quick motion and had him step out before pushing him back onto the table. His cock was rock hard and sticking straight up.
She quickly moved the chair between his legs and grabbed the can of whipped cream. She sprayed some along his cock and then slowly licked it off, running her tongue the length of his cock. She sprayed another dollop on the head and swirled her tongue around it, licking it clean. The entire time her tongue was pleasuring his cock her fingers were gently teasing his balls. She lowered her head down over the entire length and then slowly dragged her tightly wrapped lips up the length. She began to bob her head rapidly up and down on his cock varying how much she took in, her technique, and her suction and tightness every few strokes.
Joe’s breath was coming in quick pants and he moved to put his hands in her hair and she pushed them away. She grabbed the can of whipped cream and tried spraying some onto his balls, but the can was empty and only a scattered spray came out putting droplets onto his balls and inner thighs.
While gripping his cock and stroking slowly, she licked his inner thighs clean before moving to his balls. She ran her tongue over them before sucking them into her mouth one at a time. Joe was in heaven and let out a long sigh as she did this and she enjoyed the feeling of them between her lips.
She began stroking faster and took them out of her mouth and began rolling her tongue over them.
Sensing his breath coming in pants, she released her grip and moved her mouth back to the head. She ran her tongue around the bulbous tip savoring the taste of the pre-cum that was leaking out. Then it was back to the urgent, rapid sucking and licking of earlier.
Joe groaned about how amazing she was and put his hands in her hair.
Moments later he thrust his hips up and held her head down as he came with a loud moan, shooting a huge load of cum into her mouth. She wasn’t able to swallow it all as some leaked out the corners of her mouth.
Joe released her head and she raised it, smiling, and swallowed.
She stood up and looked at his smile before leaning in to kiss him.
“That was amazing,” she said. “I’ve never seen or felt a guy have that much cum.”
“You just have that effect on me,” Joe chuckled.
She reached down between them and ran a finger over his cock.
“My god,” she said. “You’re still partially hard, you’re not soft yet.”
“And you’re still wet,” Joe said running his finger over her pussy lips.
“What should we do?” Roxanne asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Joe said. “Start stroking me to get back to full hardness.”
With that Joe leaned forward and started to kiss and lick her neck while rubbing her breasts. She licked his neck and whispered in his ear a plea to get hard.
“I want you riding me hard, I want to watch those tits bouncing as you put your hands on my shoulders to brace yourself,” Joe whispered back.
Roxanne started tugging rapidly on his cock moaning in his ear how much she wanted him.
Joe moved his mouth to her breasts and started sucking on her nipples.
Two minutes later Roxanne smiled and pushed Joe into a seated position on a chair. She straddled his lap and with one hand bracing herself on his shoulder, reached down to grip his now rock hard cock with the other.
“Get ready to be ridden hard,” she growled while staring into his eyes.
“I’m ready,” Joe said and looked lustfully into her eyes.
She swiped his cockhead across the moist outer lips of her pussy a few times. Then she lowered herself slightly so just the head of his cock was splitting her pussy lips as she swiped. The sensation caused both of them to gasp. After two more swipes she started to lower herself onto him fully and moved her hand from his cock to his shoulder.
“You feel so good,” she moaned as she slowly raised and lowered herself on him.
Joe leaned forward to lick her breasts, but she pushed him back so he was sitting straight up.
“This is my ride, you just sit back and enjoy the show,” she said.
With her feet planted firmly on the floor, she put her hands on his shoulders and started to ride faster and harder. She was panting and softly moaning as her breasts were bouncing wildly.
“God your cock feels so good,” she moaned as she lowered her head to his shoulder as she rode.
“Your pussy feels amazing,” Joe said as he grabbed her hips to help her ride.
Moments later they came together as Joe held her down and pushed his hips up.
While he’s hugging her she lifts her head off his shoulder and smiles.
“What do we do next?” she asked.
“Stand up and find out,” Joe said.
She stood up and Joe grabbed her hand and led her back to the bedroom before pushing her onto the bed. He quickly followed laying down next to her.
“Cuddle recover time!” he yelled while laughing.
They laid together in each other’s arms for half an hour occasionally kissing or petting before Joe reached over and started to finger Roxanne’s pussy.
“Ready for more?” he laughed.
“Always,” she said as she reached over to stroke his cock.
It wasn’t long before she was on her knees and he was fucking her hard from behind.
He rode her through two orgasms before he finally came inside her.
After that they washed up and went to bed together naked.
He had set his alarm for 7, but at 6 he was awaken by the feeling of a mouth on his cock. For the next seven minutes her mouth and hands worked over his cock until he shot in her mouth.
“Delicious,” she said. “Good morning sweetie, I’m sorry but I couldn’t help myself.”
“Help yourself anytime,” he replied.
In the shower they sexily soaped each other up and after they rinsed it off, Joe pinned Roxanne’s back to the wall and they fucked standing up. This time however he pulled out before he came and had Roxanne get on her knees in front of him. His aim was off and instead of cumming in her open mouth he came on her face and breasts.
“Sorry,” he said.
“I’ll forgive you,” she replied. “Just don’t do that again.”
After a long day of meetings Joe went back to his hotel room to pack and get changed.
He arrived at Roxanne’s house, where they greeted each other with a hug and a tender kiss on the lips.
During the candlelight dinner they spoke.
“It has been a wonderful week,” Joe said. “It’s been better than I could have imagined. It’s our last night together, what can I do to make it special for you?”
“Just be yourself,” Roxanne said. “This week with you has reignited feelings in me I didn’t think I’d feel again.”
“What kind of feelings? “Joe asked.
“It’s probably best if I don’t say anything now,” Roxanne said.
“You’re a very special woman,” Joe said. “We’re more than just friends.”
“I’m so happy to hear you say that,” she replied and straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing him deeply.
After dinner Joe surprised her.
“As amazing as the sex has been this week,” he began. “We’ve lost sight of some of what brought us together as friends in the first place. Want to watch a movie?”
“Okay, if that’s what you want,” Roxanne answered with a puzzled tone in her voice.
Being old school they popped “Young Frankenstein” into the DVD player and laid back on the couch to watch, her head resting on his shoulder.
Although it’s a comedy, Joe and Roxanne were kissing and petting each other. They were even joking around during some of the scenes. For instance, when Dr. Frankenstein first meets Inga, and she says “would you like to go for a roll in the hay?” Roxanne raised her arms around Joe’s neck and ground her ass against his cock as she rolled and sang “roll, roll, roll in the hay”.. A few minutes later when they arrived at the castle in the movie, she was on her stomach, showing him her cleavage and Joe said in unison with Dr. Frankenstein, “what knockers”.
Eventually they had removed their clothes and were watching naked together. During the dance scene Joe grabbed her tits and laughed, “If you’re blue and you don’t know where to go to, Why don’t you go where cocks fit, pulling on the tits”.
She laughed at that as he reached down to tickle her hips after his playful nipple tweak. She reached down rubbed her fingers over his cock. She slid up his body and they lustfully kissed.
They slid off the couch onto the floor where the teasing and foreplay continued. Joe kissed and licked her neck while hugging her. She ran her hand through his chest hair and then up to caress his neck, then his cheek. They were happily laughing together.
He lowered his head and gave her a raspberry in her cleavage while rubbing his hand along her thighs and then moved up to kiss her lips. Meanwhile she moved her mouth to his neck and tried, and failed, to give him a hickey while her hands were roaming over his back and ass.
Meanwhile he slid his tongue into her mouth and cupped her right breast in his hand squeezing gently. She put one hand behind his head to pull him closer, lowered the other one to gently cup his balls and moved to straddle one of his legs. She slid herself up and down the leg, almost in a humping motion so he could feel how wet with desire she was.
They broke the kiss and he moved a hand between her thighs and started to gently rub her mons while she drooled some saliva onto her hand and then wrapped it around his cock and started to stroke.
He slid two fingers inside her and started to pump them in and out. She started to stroke his cock with more urgency, feeling it grow and harden in her hand.
“I can’t take it anymore, get inside me,” she pleaded.
She rolled over onto her back and spread her legs and Joe moved between them and entered her with ease. He started with a very slow, deliberate, pace. Teasing her, but being forceful enough to let her know she was being loved.
“Harder, faster,” she whispered.
Joe stood up and spoke.
“For that we’re moving to the bed,” he said and held out his hand.
She took his hand and stood up. They ran into the bedroom where he pushed her onto the bed. He grabbed her legs and pulled her to him.
He raised her legs and slammed into her hard. He started pounding her hard and fast. He was leaning forward and grunting. She wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust her hips up to meet his thrusts. The tenderness of earlier was gone. For Joe this was pure lustful fucking.
He unwrapped her legs from behind him and put them on his shoulders and started slamming into her harder. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room. Joe’s pants were more like passionate grunts and she was gasping sighs of pleasure and gripped the sheets in her hand tightly.
Then he lowered her legs and leaned forward to kiss her while still pistoning into her. She kept thrusting her hips up to meet his. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was still loud.
Joe moaned he was close. Roxanne begged him to cum with her. Moments later they came together.
Joe collapsed next to her, and rolled her over next to him. They were each a sweaty mess. Her head was on his right shoulder and her arm draped across his chest with her hand rest on his left shoulder. He had his right arm wrapped around her side with his hand resting on her hip. He reached with his left caressing her cheek, brushing hair away from her face.
“I don’t know when it happened, but I’m falling in love with you,” Roxanne blurted out.
“What?” Joe said unwrapping himself from her and sitting up.
“I said I love you and want us to spend more time together,” she said.
“You don’t love me,” Joe said. “You love the idea of being in love. Last night when you climaxed you called me Ben. That was your husband’s name, wasn’t it?”
“I’m sorry,” she said, tears forming in her eyes. “But you’re the one I love. You make me feel special. You’ve allowed me to experience things I never thought I’d do or feel again. You’re an amazing man and I know you couldn’t do some of the things you did unless you loved me. I forgive you for calling me Karen, that’s your wife’s name, last night. I need to know, do you love me?”
Joe, unable to look at her, stared down when he spoke.
“No, I don’t,” he said. “We started the week as very dear friends with pervy sides. We agreed to let those passions out if it was something we both still wanted after meeting. We let them out in more ways than I thought, granting the other’s fantasies. You’re a very special woman and we’re something more than friends, but we’re not lovers. I told you from the start I’m not leaving my wife and son for anyone. You admired that saying you were a devoted widow who would never seriously date again. What we have is something very special, it’s a love of friends, but not a romantic love.”
“After this last week you can honestly say you don’t love me?” she asked again. “If you don’t love me you just used me for sex. I was your little fuck doll.”
At this point she was sobbing.
“Get out!” she shouted through the tears. “Get the hell out of my bed and out of my house!”
“I’m sorry,” Joe said fighting back his own tears “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
He reached over to hug her and she slapped his arm away.
“How many times do I have to say it!” she shouted. “Get the fuck out of my bed and my house”
Joe got dressed and walked toward the door. He took one last look over his shoulder and saw her on a chair, wearing a robe pouring herself a large glass of bourbon.
He waited until the next morning and tried calling to apologize and got no answer. He tried from a hotel phone hoping she wouldn’t recognize the number. No response. He tried texting, No response. He waited a few days and messaged her on the Lit board. No response. She also stopped posting on the board as well.
A few days later he received a Private Message from her on Lit.
I’m still hurt and pissed off at you. Please do not try to contact me again for now. I need time to figure out if our friendship can survive the hurt you’ve caused me.