Widows Woo & Wed

Widows, Wooing, Wedding

The sweet girl was my neighbor, we had been the closest friends. Then suddenly we found ourselves separated from our men.

They both had been good soldiers, fighting in the war. Sadly, both had died from a deadly force.

Together we grieved our loss, and comforted our souls. We prayed some how we'd make it, and our hearts would be made whole.

We spent more time together, as military widows, and our hearts grew closer, as our pain we both exposed.

After about year, we came to know the truth. We felt more than friendship, we felt something new.

Something how had changed, as our friendship now had grown. We were both together, we were not alone.

We knew now it was time to open up our hearts; we knew it was time, our romance we should start.

So we made our plans to consummate our love. We left our widow veils, so we might rise above.

We both spent time that day at their military graves. We thanked them as their widows for the price they paid.

We respected and we loved them, and asked for their blessings, too, to pursue our love that we both knew was true.

There we cried together, our tears they did flow down. They ran down our noses, falling to the ground.

But from our tear stained ground, we saw a flower grow, a new and pretty rose, from the tears that had we sowed.

We picked the flower up, and held it in our hands. We treated it with care, we made no demands.

We knew now we were lovers, we were more than friends. So we wanted to make love, and we pursued that end.

We planned a special a night, we planned a special date. And we both decided that until then we'd wait.

The night finally arrived, and we were ready, too- to consummate our love, that we both knew was true.

She wore her soft brown hair in neat bun on her head. She had smoky eyes, and her lips were ruby red.

She wore a white silk blouse and a pencil skirt. She wore thigh high stockings, which had me quite alert.

She wore three inch high heels that opened at the toe. She wore pearls around her neck, giving her a glow.

Her toenails and her fingernails were painted a bright red. She looked so damn sexy standing by the bed.

As I watched from my chair, she released her soft brown locks. She let them cascade down her; she looked like a fox!

She ran her fingers through her hair and shook it with her hands. She knew just how to move, my attention to command.

She undid her blouse, one button at a time. She lifted up her gaze looking straight in mine.

She pulled her blouse from her back and dropped it to the floor. I gazed upon her beauty, just wanting to see more.

She wore a lacy bra upon her olive skin. She released the clasp behind her, and let my eyes come in.

She had full, round breasts, heaving with desire. As I looked upon her, my body felt on fire.

Her hands slipped to her skirt and unzipped it behind her back. She let it fall from her hips, then stepped from the cloth of black.

Her stockings were held in place by a garter belt. When I saw this feature, I thought my heart would melt.

Next, she turned around so I could see her sloping back. I noticed her lovely G string that parted her rear crack.

She ran her hands behind her and unclasped her lacy bra. She let it slide down from her, while I stood in awe.

She turned around again and let me see her breasts. I felt my nectar flowing, and I was really getting wet!

I felt hot and flushed, and I gazed with pure desire. How much more could I take of this burning fire?

I pulled up my skirt to my round and curvy hips. I slipped my fingers down to my pussy lips.

I made tiny circles with my fingertips, up and down my opening leading to my clit.

Tension rose within me, I felt I might just come. I wanted to kiss her breasts that looked so very yum!

She stepped slowly towards me, and straddled me in my chair. I ran my fingers up her, playing with her hair.

I placed my mouth against hers, and slipped my tongue across her lips. She let her hands slide down to softly touch my hips.

I pulled back from her kiss, as I took her with my eyes. She was so damn gorgeous, I felt slick between my thighs.

She lifted her breast up to my mouth and offered it to my lips. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked her lovely tit.

I was thoroughly aroused, as I took her in my arms. I held her close against me, breathing in her warmth.

She began to grind, I put my hands around her hips. I pulled her closer to me, against my pussy lips.

We ground our mounds and clits together creating a friction fire. I gazed into her eyes, burning with desire.

I felt my climax coming and increased the rhythm of my thrust. She humped back against me, filling me with lust.

My climax was so close, then so far away. She knew how to touch me, keeping me at bay.

She stood up, took my hand, and led me to her bed. She came round in front of me, and pulled my shirt above my head.

Over my curvy body, she let her hands explore. As she softly touched me, I lusted more and more.

She slid her hands down to my waist unzipping my skirt. My nipples began to harden, and they stood alert.

She reached around my back, unfastening my bra. She pulled it from my shoulders, and she gazed in awe.

She made tiny circles around my firm pink tips. I leaned in and kissed her, sucking on her lips.

I pulled her closer to me, she slid her arms around my waist. My mouth was truly longing for her body taste.

The edges of my panties she took within her grasp, then she pulled them down from my lovely ass.

I kicked them off my feet closer to the bed.
My tension rose within me, coming to a head.

I hooked my fingers in the sides of her black G string. As I pulled it off her, I loved what I was seeing.

That night we weren't just friends, we were lovers, too. We both fulfilled desires that had finally grew.

For so many years we had loved, but we had suppressed this thought. Within the places of our hearts, our battles we had fought.

So now we'd come to know that we felt something more, and we confessed our feelings to see what was in store.

How many times we had wanted this, but we had been scared. But now as single widows, we decided we would dare.

We pushed upon the boundaries between our friendship and our love; we decided it was time to let our fingers touch.

We surrendered to the moment, we surrendered to desire. We surrendered to each other, our bodies were on fire.

That night within the safe place of my friend and lover's arms, I found this whole new place, she was so very warm.

So we were friends and lovers, we were something more. And now with my best friend, I lie naked on the floor.

She was so very special, I knew that from the start. And now I had worshipped her pouring from my heart.

From that night our love had grown, and we both knew the truth. We were truly in love, and we wanted to show it, too.

So, I made my plans to purchase a special ring, and to ask my precious love if she would complete my being.

I knelt before my love, and asked her for her heart. I told how I loved her, which I knew from the start.

We both cried together, as we looked back on the year. We were both amazed to see how we got here.

We both felt our husbands smiling on us from above, as we declared in public the depth of our true love.

We had a little wedding, something intimate and small, and we declared our love before our friends and all.

It was the most amazing thing I had ever known. I promised to protect the love that from sorrow now had grown.

We joined our hands together, as lovers and as wives, and promised now to share the remainder of our lives.

I had never known such joy, as on that happy day, as we both made promises to join our separate ways.

We were not just two, our hearts now were one, and we made this choice before our friends and everyone.

Oh happy day, oh happy day, now we have joined our hearts, and now we take the next step our new lives to start.

Not all the world accepts, not all understand, but we have joined as wives standing hand in hand.