Contrasts

"Why am I always at a loss for words with you Jane?" he said rather honestly.

"Bill, you don't need to say anything to me. I can feel it too," I observed.

My head drifted to his shoulder and I closed my eyes in safe relaxation as I touched his shoulder. I let my thoughts wander as I rested and thought about him. It was a warm kind feeling, the start of a gentle love.

Sitting up, I stretched. "Well, back to work we go. Lets get this bed finished today," I stated with determination.

We shoveled, moved and turned more soil. Bill hauled in the plants and I freed them from the pots and planted them.

Hearing a banging on the fence I looked over and there was the most adorable little face peeking at me through the missing board.

"Hi, there!" I greeted. "What's your name?"

"Jessica," the little girl answered in slow little girl fashion.

She was a sweet as could be and must have been all of five.

"My Daddy is a policeman," she informed me.

"Oh," I answered sounding most impressed.

"Do you want to see my little brother?" she continued.

"Sure do," I replied back.

Standing and looking over the tall fence I found the mother, just as Bill came around the corner of the porch supporting a new wheel barrow full of plants.

"Hi, I just met your daughter," I called out to the woman.

"Hello," the mother greeted me back.

"Are you a friend of Bill's?"

"Yes, I'm visiting for a while."

Bill now came over, "I see you have discovered little Jessica."

"More the other way around," I smiled.

Bill looking at his neighbor, introduced us. "Paula, meet Jane, she's in from the Seattle area for a week or so."

"Hi, Jane, good to meet you," she replied and we smiled at each other.

I could see Paula's curiosity was up and she asked me how I knew Bill. I was a bit coy and told her we had known each other for about a year and had been involved in some Internet communication. She seemed to be satisfied that with that. Mentioning that I was employed as a nurse seemed to make her very content -- I was now a normal trustworthy person in her eyes.

Bill chatted a bit with her about our garden project and she totally relaxed and accepted me.

Looking intent for a moment, Paula asked, "Bill, would you and Jane, like to come over for an early barbecue dinner this evening with us?"

Bill looked at me and I quickly responded "Sure, we would love to."

We worked until about three PM and finished one side of the yard and two full beds. Standing beside me Bill was covered in dirt and sweat.

"Jane, this is the hardest I have worked on my backyard in years," he noted. I reached out and held his big hand, moving a bit closer to him.

"Well it was over due, my dear," I teased him lightly.

Smiling he responded, "Let's go get washed up. Paula, will be calling for us for dinner soon."

I showered first while Bill cleaned up the tools and walkways. I dressed in light shorts and a comfortable tank top. The shower felt good and I let it pulsate off my back and then my breasts.

Bill came in, heading to the shower as I was sitting in the kitchen toweling off my hair.

"Feeling better?" he checked. I nodded and smirked back at him.

Walking in to the bathroom, he called back, "Jane, how can I shower with all this women's gear hanging up."

Rushing back into the bathroom I realized I had forgotten to take my underwear down.

"Bill, you're not used to having a woman around are you?" I pointed out. I guess I had left my clothing around and made myself comfortable. I hugged him around the waist, then scurried off to finish getting ready.

We walked around to Paula's front door and let ourselves in. She was in the kitchen and I helped out doing the salad as she worked on marinating several very nice cuts of steak. Little Jessica assisted by talking plastic cups to the backyard one at a time. Paula left the kitchen to carry out salad dressing and other items, when I heard the front door open and close.

This was followed by "Paula, I'm home," from an unseen husband.

I called out, "Hello."

I rather handsome policeman came though the door replying, "Well, hello, and who is this new wife in my house."

I giggled and reached over and shook hands, "I'm Jane, a friend of Bill's next door."

"Well, hello, Jane, I'm Tony the cop next door to Bill," he said with a big grin.

I immediately liked him and responded, "Well, Tony, after you are changed, the new wife would like you to light the barbecue."

He laughed and said, "Right away Ma'am," then headed up the stairs to change.

The dinner was delicious and the company refreshing.

After dinner the four of us sat together enjoying a glass of wine and watching Jessica play. Bill, who was drinking a beer, headed in to use the washroom.

Tony leaned over to me and mentioned, "Jane, good to see you here. You know, Bill has not had a woman to his house in years."

Tony was not dumb and he understood there was something between Bill and me.

I thought for a moment and just nodded back, "Thanks, Tony."

Paula and I started to clean up and I helped put the kids to bed as Bill and Tony chatted outside. Finishing the clean up we joined the guys for a second glass of wine.

Tony broke out the lawn darts and we played like a bunch of kids till after dark. Funny how the simplest things can be fun in a group and how adults can forget play in their lives.

Hours later and well into darkness we thanked them and said good night. It was such a lovely night I asked Bill to walk with me for a while around the neighborhood. I enjoyed the pleasure of having a man to walk with and not to worry. Being a single girl, I rarely walk at night for enjoyment and do miss walking whenever I wanted. Now I had Bill beside me and I reached for his hand as we strolled.

That evening I didn't fall asleep immediately and kept thinking of Bill and what was happening with us. I felt safe and loved here and Bill was comfortable to be around. There was something else keeping me awake. I could feel myself in desire. I very quietly rubbed my breasts and softly squeezed my legs together. Yes, I was needing attention and satisfaction. It was then I heard Bill getting up to go to the bathroom. Lying back my concentration was broken and I didn't want to get caught masturbating -so gently I drifted off to sleep.

The First Touches

Next day Bill took me on a naval base tour and we visited several ships. I had to sign on and off the base and Bill was familiar with many of the men there. It was all very interesting.

Later we went for a late lunch and had a large meal. I was having so much fun and enjoyed every minute with Bill. Leaving the restaurant after our lunch I couldn't help but to grab his hand and hold it tight. My feelings for him had blossomed and I was in love again.

A beautiful warm evening descended on the city and Bill and I sat in on the back porch breathing the fresh air and bathing in each other's interest and attentions. We sat side by side and my head went to his shoulder as he slipped an arm around me. I shivered slightly and he snuggled me tight. We did not talk and yet communications flowed between us. My eyes searched his face and I slowly rubbed my nose against his neck. It was time and Bill turned and brushed my lips with a soft kiss. Both of us were like school kids again. Ours eyes met and stayed together. With trembling emotions we again touched lips and kissed fully. I held him tight and let him know I was in love.

We sat quietly enjoying the new feelings and the new love.

Sensitively Bill turned to me and said, "Thank you Jane."

I innocently replied back, "Thank you Bill," with a little girl look.

Growing a bit tired I was thinking of a shower and a quiet night. I mentioned to Bill I was going to head in and wash up. It had been a long day with much walking and activities.

I went in and slipped into my Kimono and readied my next days' clothing as Bill stayed out and enjoyed the evening. I started the kettle going in the kitchen for a cup of tea. Being somewhat full from the late lunch, I thought a cup a tea would hit the spot. Bill came in and sat down and I moved over to him and placed my arms around his neck and hugged him. There was definitely a feeling of love in the air, but it was a peaceful warm love of two lonely people.

Bill looked up to me and said, "I have a request dear." He paused for a moment and looked a bit mischievous. "Well Jane, I was wondering if you would read 'Sunrise My Darling' to me so I could keep a voice original from the author," he asked earnestly.

I knew Bill was a big fan of my story and had mentioned it several times in our first e-mails. He had even proofread it for me.

I broke out in a big smile and replied, "Of course."

It was the least I could do for all his kindness and generosity. He pointed me to the back room with all the electronic gear and the big oak desk. Bill, powered up an expensive looking cassette tape recorder and handed me a cordless microphone.

Sitting up on the desk I took the mic in hand and started to read. Bill sat in the comfortable office chair in front of me. My kimono was closed and covered me to my ankles.

"Bill, do you want me to read the foreword also?" I questioned.

"Please, I would like the complete story," he replied.

"OK," I answered with a bit of trepidation. "But then I get the shower first," I added smiling.

I started to read slowly, and with character I read my own words. For comfort I put my feet up on to the edge of Bill's chair trapping him in it.

Occasionally I looked up and our eyes flashed at each other. It was a very warm evening and I could hear the muffled sounds of the residential street outside though the window on the other side of the room -- children shouting in play, a late evening lawn mower in the distance. But Bill's attention was focused on me completely. My reading slowed slightly and I started to watch him more. He looked so relaxed and serene as he listened to my words. Our eyes ran together and with my toe I tickled his side. He caught my foot and rubbed it. Gently I snaked my other foot around him and pulled him and the chair closer. My pulse increased as I read on, more and more our eye contact increased. I started the section where my uncle held my breasts and the emotional temperature in the room jumped.

Bill was intently focused on me now. I passed the section where my beasts were bared and sucked. I rubbed Bill with my foot slightly more. Gradually the story brought us together. As I read the description of how my bathing suit bottom was slowly removed and my vagina licked, sexual tension filled the room. Bill was breathing hard and staring at me with wide eyes. The intimate sexual description flowed from me and I now became aroused. Pulling on Bill's chair with my feet, my legs opened and my kimono parted slightly. Describing how I moaned with my uncles tongue snaking and pulling at my vulva, Bill hands went up and held my bare knees. Casually, he started to caress me. I covered the section where my anus was licked and I could hear his breathing increase. On I read, as Bill massaged my lower legs. He reached down and opened a drawer and pulled out what looked like a small square piece of fur. Monetarily distracted I smiled at him as my eyes curiously probed the pelt. The heat and tension in the room were extreme. I continued on with the story. Gently Bill started to rub the lower inside of my leg with the piece of fur... oh, it was so soft and felt so good.

As I described holding and feeling my uncle's penis, Bill worked his way up the inside of my knee. Perceptibly and almost unconsciously I opened for him. My erotic words filled the room as I described how my virginal sex organs were pierced. Bill massaged the fur up to my crotch teasing the sensitive inside of my thigh. I opened my legs wide and words trembled off my lips. Tenderly Bill teased me around my crotch as my horniness increased. He touched me on the outside of my panties and my words broke. Trembling I fought to keep control and continue. I read on with a nervous shudder and deliberately raised my legs up, placing my feet on the arms of the chair. Once again Bill brushed my vagina and this time my bum started to wiggle in and out. I was going into heat here and now and could not stop it. I read to the part where my uncle was thrusting into my young womanhood and stopped. My eyes were on Bill and my breathing deep and powerful. With a delicate touch Bill leaned forward and kissed the inside of thigh well towards my sex. This was my sensitive area and I quivered in response.

Bending my head down to him, I whisper in his ear, "Oh Bill honey, I'm not fresh."

"Just the way I want you, girl," he soothed me.

I knew I was fragrant from the walking we had done in the afternoon heat. I could smell my own feminine aroma coming out, so I could only image that it filled Bill's male nose. Kissing me again next to my panty edge I could tell he was smelling me. This started to excite me as I watched him from just above, wafting in my scent. He licked the inside of my leg almost to the panty line.

"Yessss, you smell so very wonderful," he murmured out.

Gently I felt his nose push against my crotch on the outside of my panties. I trembled and pushed against him. He reached up and pulled my kimono open exposing me with just my white panties and bra on. My hand encircled his head as he rubbed my loins with his nose. I watched in fascination as his tongue came out and began licking at my cotton covered crotch. I couldn't stand it any more and started to oscillate to his touches and I could feel my wetness start. His big hands ran up the outside of my legs to the top waist elastics of my bikini panties. He slowly rolled them down. My breathing was in rasps as we touched eyes. I knew what was going to happen and lifted my bum. Ever so slowly my panties came down. I was helpless and needed this as I continued to pulsate my groin in and out at him. My hair was now exposed and he watched the show from the front seat. I had lost control now as I sat on his desk while my womanhood was laid bare.

"Oh, Jane, honey you have beautiful lips, Oh, my God," his voice nervous, now had a shudder.

He pulled my underwear over my knees I bought my feet together as he removed them. Gripping my ankle he spread my legs wide. I watch as my vulva was opened to his gaze.

"Now it's my turn to smell you sweetheart. You don't know how I have dreamed about this," stated Bill.

Placing his nose against the inner part of my leg he ran it up to my vagina, ticking me a little as he proceeded. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I looked down and intensely watch him smell me. He started at he top of my lips, gently touching his nose on my black pubic hair. With a rush I heard him draw in the air as he inhaled me. Moving just below my clit he repeated the action.

"Oh, Jane, you smell luscious."

My hands circled the back of his head and I pulled him gently into my sex. Bill's tongue darted out as he tasted his first touch of my wetness. With infinite care he ran his tongue along the vertical edge of my outer lips. My legs trembled at the caresses and the inside center of my labia glistened as I moistened with sexual desire. Bill's artful tongue, washed the edge of my sex organs as he wove though the small black pubic hairs next to the inside hollow of my leg. He had discovered my sensitive spot and I sat mouth breathing with nervous shudders as I looked down. Opening his mouth wide he placed his lips at the inside root of my leg and nibbled and mouthed me as he brought his lips together. My ass rose and I exhaled loudly.

Suddenly he gobbled me, pushing his tongue deep into my vulva and licking upwards. I moaned in extreme delight as he tasted me in my most private spot. My loins pushed out to him and I grasped his head hard.

"More, Bill, please," I begged, like a female Oliver Twist.

He pulled at my pubic hair with his mouth and nuzzled my sex lips with his nose. I heard his rasping breath and the slurping as he sucked and pulled at my swollen wet labia. He slowed and found my pink hood and exposed my erect clitoris. I shook as he ran his tongue over it three or four times in a row. I swallowed in nervous excitement, and my hands trembled as I held his ears.

"Please Bill suck it," I moaned.

Gently he pulled on it with his lips and released. I gasped shaking and quivering all over.

"Again," I panted.

Bill looked up at me and grinned, "As you request my love."

This time he pulled my wet fleshy sex bud into his mouth and held it there. I squirmed and wiggled again in his hold and loved the feeling. Releasing my hard bud, Bill dropped low and licked into my vaginal hole. I reared up my ass in sexual pleasure, moaning several times. Leaning back to give him better access, I knock several books and something else to the floor in the process.

Looking up at me Bill panted out, "Jane you're beautiful between your legs. I love your smell and taste."

"Lick me Bill, lick me," I shot back not believing the words came from my mouth.

I was horny and this was my time.

Bill descended lapping at my opening, "Mhh, your juice is so good, darling."

I felt his tongue enter me and he spread my legs as far as possible and held them there with his big callused hands. "Nice young sweet pussy," I heard him mumble as he licked at the inside walls of my vagina. Wet, juicy sounds filled the room from his tongue and lips. I ground my sex into his face as he orally took me. I groaned on every exhale now and he looked up and noticed.

"That's a good girl, enjoy yourself here."

I watched him eat me with my desire on my face. By reflex my bum cheeks squeezed together at each lash of his tongue on my labia.

"Now hold yourself open for me girl," he softly appealed.

I reached down to comply and he mouthed into my tangle of pubic hair again. I pulled my labia apart and spread myself as he watched on.

"Beautiful, oh just beautiful," he observed.

I pulled my lips to the end of their limit and he ran his tongue up and down the inside them. Stopping just below my clit he located my pee hole and started to work it.

"Mhh, salty aaah, that tastes good," He reported back.

I groaned again in delight and urged him on.

He chuckled, "You like this don't you."

With my eyes half open I submitted, and replied, "Yes."

The desk blotter was soaked in lubrication and saliva.

"More Bill," I kept repeating, as I wiggled my vagina in his face.

Bill placed his hands under my bum and mentioned something about fine wine as he proceeded to eat me. I lay back and bucked and wiggled as he set the pace. I loved the tenderness and care he showed me and responded by displaying my full feminine passions to his view and senses.

Slowing he looked up and asked if I was comfortable. My bum was getting a bit sore so I asked to go to the bedroom. He picked me up and carried me there. I could smell my womanly juices on his face. There I was; a young girl naked from the waist down being carried to this older gentleman's bedroom. I was so vulnerable at this time, but I could also feel the love between us. Bill was a careful and slow lover. I knew he hadn't had a women in years -- possible well before his wife passed away. Now he had me and was as appreciative as could be.

The Release of Love's Desires

Lowering me to his bed he put me on all fours kneeling down. He slid my kimono off and there I was bare with just a bra on. His large callous hands roamed over me, feeling my waist and hips. He rubbed my back and reached around with both hands to cup my covered breasts.

"I can feel your hard nipples honey," he observed.

I just smiled at him and he ran his hands down my tummy in to my loins. His finger searched my labia then ran to my vaginal hole. Pushing my lips apart he searched for the entrance to my body. I tensed as he found it and every so slowly and cautiously pushed in. I held absolutely still and the only sound in the room was our mutual nervous breathing and the soft sound of body sex. He explored me in the most private manner and I gently swayed to his finger. Oh it felt nice as he wiggled his finger deep inside my vagina.