His Once and Future Love

There was a beer sitting on the coffee table. Lee quickly grabbed it and sat on the love seat perpendicular to the sofa his dad and Bet--Elizabeth--were sitting on. It didn't help that she was wearing a very short skirt that exposed considerable thigh, and Lee couldn't help recalling the many times he had been between those delicious legs. It didn't seem to bother his dad that she was showing so much. Maybe she was really doing it for the old man.

"So, how's the Navy treating you?" Richard asked.

"No complaints."

"Miss being at sea?"

"Sometimes. But I also like the freedom of being on land."

"I once had a boyfriend who left me to join the military," Elizabeth said.

That caught Lee off guard. He knew she was referring to him. He wasn't sure he knew what to say. Although seeing her again and remembering their time together had him feeling a little remorseful. "I'm sure that wasn't easy for him."

"Nor for me."

Was it wishful thinking or did Lee detect a bit of remorse from her also?

"His loss, my gain," Richard said. At that moment, Richard's cell phone rang. He answered it and listened for a moment. "Okay, I'll be there shortly." Hanging up, he said, "Sorry, you two, I need to run to the office for a bit. Big problem they need me to solve."

"Are you going to be long?" Elizabeth asked.

"I hope not, but I don't know. I'll call as soon as I know something." He pulled out a credit card and handed it to Elizabeth. "If I'm not back in time for dinner, you two go on without me." He kissed her goodbye. "Behave yourselves."

Lee was taken aback by that last statement as he watched his dad grab a few things and depart. When he was gone, Lee asked, "What did he mean by that?"

With a grin, she explained. "Nothing. He's always telling me things like that. "Behave yourself. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. If you're going to be bad, be careful."

"That doesn't sound like my dad."

"That's the Richard I know." She took her same seat on the couch and patted the spot next to her where his dad had been sitting.

Lee did sit next to her, but not as close as his dad had been.

"Is this awkward for you?" Elizabeth asked. She crossed her legs, and of course, her skirt rose way up. But it wasn't like he hadn't seen it all already.

"It's a big surprise. That's for sure. In all our time together, I don't recall you ever telling me your name was really Elizabeth."

"And I didn't know yours was Herbert."

"My mother's maiden name. Sounded too dorky, so I went by my middle name. What about you?" Even though he'd seen all of her so many times, sitting beside her, he still couldn't help stealing glances at her shapely legs.

"A headhunter suggested I use my real name because it sounded more professional," she explained. "He said Betty sounded too childish."

"So, where do you work?"

"I don't. I actually got a job at the company your dad works for. That's how we met. When we started seeing each, we were told the company had an anti-fraternization policy. So, we either had to stop seeing each other or one of us had to quit. I didn't really like working there, and your dad had been there a long time, so it wasn't a hard decision. I went to work for another company for a while, but they went out of business. Haven't been able to find anything since. Your dad insisted I move in with him."

With a nod, Lee had to ask, "So, why an older man?"

Elizabeth shrugged. "I never really thought of him as an older man. And he certainly didn't look it. Of course, now I know he is. But he doesn't always act like one. Maybe because he works with so many younger people."

"Does he keep up with your voracious sexual appetite?"

She hesitated. "Well, not like I'd like. He's not... you."

That was an awkward moment.

"What about you?" Elizabeth quickly asked. "How's your love life?"

"I haven't been with anyone since you."

That surprised her. "Why?"

"No opportunities, really. Didn't have time for it during OCS. Couldn't while at sea. And I really haven't been looking for anyone since." He shrugged. "For a long time, I held out hope that we would still get back together."

She nodded but offered no comment. After a pregnant pause, Elizabeth asked, "Are you still glad you went into the Navy?"

"Except for losing you, yes."

With a warm smile, Elizabeth rested her hand on his leg above his knee. "I missed you, too."

There was sincerity in her voice, so he asked, "Then why didn't you take any of my calls or respond to emails?"

"I said I missed you. I didn't say I wasn't still mad at you. I was really hurt that you chose a career over me. And truthfully, I missed all the great sex. But then, I met Richard. And though he was older, he had this charisma. And the sex was okay. So, I forgot you as much as I could. And it was all good until today when you walk back into my life. And I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since you arrived."

"Are you still mad?"

"No. I got over that." She casually slid her hand further up his leg very close to his cock.

"Are we going to be able to get through this?"

Her finger made contact with the tip of his cock. It pulsed inside his pants. When her palm covered his dick, he wanted to let it.

"What are you doing?" he had to ask.

"When I said I missed you, I meant, I really missed you."

He didn't stop her from rubbing him. He wasn't sure he could. "You're living with my dad. You're going to marry him and you're doing this?"

"It's just sex." She turned to face him, looking deeply into his eyes. "You haven't had it in a long time, and I certainly could use it from you. It doesn't have to mean anything."

"I can't do this to my dad." But he had yet to move her hand, and damn, did it feel good.

Elizabeth took his hand and placed it on her exposed thigh. He did not resist. "We won't tell him. Just this once. For old time's sake. Please?"

His fingers naturally sought her pussy, and she spread her legs slightly to accommodate him. She threw her head back against the sofa, and then turned to face him again. The flame was already lit. They grabbed each other around the neck and their lips met in a kiss so passionate that neither had experienced since their last time together. She twisted her body to his, spreading her legs even more and causing her skirt to rise to expose her panties.

Their hands were really working each other now. Elizabeth desperately undid Lee's belt and pants enough to jam her hand beneath his underwear. He couldn't help but moan at the familiar feel of her hand on his cock. No one but him had touched it in so long. Their lips still together, she did her best to push his pants down. He was now so far gone, he assisted, and even quickly removed his shirt.

Elizabeth wasted no time in grabbing his rock-hard cock. Lee let out a whimper it felt so good. Kissing her again felt as though he'd never left her. It was just as he remembered, just as he relived so many nights in OCS, in his quarters on the ship and in his small apartment.

Elizabeth broke off the kiss, but only to quickly undress herself. And once her magnificent breasts were exposed, his mouth was drawn to her nipples like a bee to a flower.

"Ohhhh," she cried.

Of course, he had to taste her sweet pussy again. It was a delicacy he had craved night after night. He devoured her delicious juices and sucked her honeyed clit as though he'd never enjoyed such fineness before.

"Oh, yeah," Elizabeth deliriously repeated. "I can't believe you're here eating my pussy again."

He ate her slowly, wanting to savor every lick, every dart into her hole, every swipe of her button.

"Your dad doesn't eat pussy," she couldn't help but reveal.

That was a dose of reality for a second. But when Lee tried to pull his head back, she held it firmly in place with her hands. And she was just too tasty not to resume.

"Stick your finger in like you used to do," Elizabeth whispered pleadingly.

He knew what she wanted. How could he refuse? Slowly, he drove his middle digit in curved upward. He easily found her spongy g-spot, having never forgotten its exact location. Only a minute or so of massaging it had her writhing in unbridled pleasure as a monumental orgasm overtook her. She was moving around so much he almost had difficulty keeping his finger on the button. And in fact, she pushed his hand away when she became so sensitive, she couldn't stand it any longer. But her body continued to tingle, and she felt as though she wanted to crawl inside herself as these intense feelings washed over her.

She wanted to scream her pleasure at the top of her lungs, but she covered her mouth to keep herself in check. "You make me come like no other!"

He looked up and grinned, his lips and chin smeared with her juices.

"Stick that cock in me now. I don't know how long your dad is going to be."

And even though that was another dose of reality, Lee was way too far gone to stop now. His dick ached like never before to be inside her, and he didn't hesitate to ram it in. It felt so spectacular, he nearly felt lightheaded and euphoric. The soft embrace of that wet, soft tissue was like nothing else in the world. He pumped slowly wanting to enjoy every millimeter as her pussy caressed his cock because he didn't know when he would ever have such an experience again, and certainly not with this sweet pussy.

Even though she had already come, Elizabeth purred and cooed as though she was being fucked for the first time. It really was a dizzying experience for both of them.

After several minutes of him fucking her, she wanted to be on top, so he sat on the sofa, and she straddled his lap. She reached behind her to guide his dick back in, but kept her hand on his balls, kneading them as she slowly bounced up and down.

"Mmmm, you're so deep," Elizabeth moaned.

She bent over far enough so they could kiss again, another element of lovemaking that they were well-suited to each other for. She picked up her pace, riding him faster and faster. It wasn't his favorite, preferring slower and sensual. But they'd always accommodated each other, always found common ground, always satisfied one another.

"Ohhh, I'm going to come again!" she cried. "Your fucking cock is going to make me come again." And it started right away, building quickly.

She couldn't maintain her thrusts, so he compensated pumping upward. Her body shivered when she came and then she tensed up, so he stopped. There was a painful expression on her face, but he'd seen it many times before and knew she was experiencing more pleasure than she knew what to do with. Her breathing was heavy, but she managed to ask, "You ready to come?"

Lee nodded, not wanting to lose it.

Elizabeth started pivoting her hips back and forth rubbing his cock against the front and back of her pussy. It felt wonderful and brought him back to his approaching climax. She could tell when he was close, and at that moment, she quickly slid off him and to her knees. She slid his cock between her lips and sucked him the rest of the way until he rewarded her with a mouthful of his deliciously salty sperm. She expected a full load, and he didn't disappoint. Still, she swallowed all of it.

He'd had no choice but to masturbate during his time alone, particularly when he thought about her so much. And though that provided him with a measure of relief, it nowhere near compared to this. The arousal and stimulation from a live woman--this woman--was the ultimate.

But she disturbed his reveling in his glorious orgasm by telling him, "I didn't want you to come inside me in case your dad wanted to fuck when we went to bed tonight. It's not likely, but you never know."

"No worries." Lee reached for his now warm beer and guzzled a few sips.

Elizabeth put her clothes back on, so Lee did the same. Then they sat in awkward silence.

Finally, she said, "Sorry if I forced you into that."

"No complaints. I needed that more than I realized. But we can't do it again."

"I know. Maybe we needed the closure."

"Yeah, maybe."

His dad phoned shortly thereafter and said that he'd still be awhile and that they should go to dinner without him. But they were both still feeling awkward, and Lee was tired from traveling.

"We could just order pizza," Elizabeth suggested. "Your dad is not a big pizza lover, so we don't eat it very often. But you know how much I like it."

They had eaten a lot of pizza during college. "That sounds perfect."

So, they did. And they watched TV while they ate, but both only feigned interest in the show. It was even more difficult not to jump each other again. Both really wanted it but neither vocalized it. A short while later, Lee excused himself to retire.

After getting ready for bed, he heard the TV was still on, but fell asleep not knowing how long she stayed up. At one point, he thought he heard bath water running, but he fell back asleep, so he wasn't sure. He did hear his dad return sometime later, but once again, he quickly returned to slumber. He only had one dream, and it was an updated version of the one he'd been having for a long time. It still starred Betty.

* * *

"So, did Elizabeth take care of you last night?"

The question caught Lee off guard. He had awakened early in the morning, as was his habit from the military, and used his old bathroom to shower and shave. He was greeted by his dad when he returned to his bedroom, who wanted to take him out for breakfast. Lee's guilt feelings instantly returned. But it wasn't until they were seated at the restaurant, that the question was posed.

"H-H-How do you mean?"

"Well, I hated to go off and leave you two alone," Richard revealed. He grimaced. "Sometimes she can be a little bitchy if she is stuck doing something against her will."

Lee shrugged and silently breathed his relief. "She was the perfect host. Didn't find her bitchy at all. She didn't want to come with us this morning?"

"No. You must have worn her out."

Lee was becoming concerned about his father's remarks. Did he suspect something? Or did Lee's guilt have him overreacting to what might just be innocent remarks? "Worn her out?"

Richard grinned. "Just kidding. She wanted to sleep in this morning. Said we should go have some father-son time."

"Well, that was considerate of her."

"Yeah. I suppose so."

But Lee could see his father's demeanor had changed since they arrived at the restaurant. He seemed nervous. "Dad, is something wrong? Are you getting cold feet about getting married?"

Richard dragged his palm across his mouth and chin in an anxious gesture. Finally, he admitted, "Yes, I am."

"Do you still want to marry her?"

"Not really," he answered slowly.

"Have you told Elizabeth?"

"I don't want to hurt her."

"So, you're going to marry her just to avoid hurting her? What happened? What changed? You seemed so happy and excited when you first told me."

"I thought I was. But I've gradually realized that I can't keep up with her. Our 25-year age difference is just too much." Sadness showed on his face. "She's young and vibrant and I'm set in my ways. I was thrilled when she first showed an interest in me, this beautiful young woman, me this stodgy older man. I was the envy of all my friends. But she also helped me get over the loss of your mother. To move on. However, she also deserves a man as young and vibrant as she is." He hesitated, then went on. "She also has an extremely healthy sexual drive. I don't. She should have someone... like you."

If you only knew, Lee thought. "I think you should just talk to her. Tell her how you feel. Maybe she'll understand."

Another grimace. "Somehow, I don't think so."

"So, I'll ask again. You're going to marry her just so you don't hurt her? And what will happen a year or two down the road when one of you wants a divorce? You think that's not going to hurt?"

More hesitance, then, "Well, I was thinking. Maybe you could show some interest in her, and maybe she would become interested in you and--"

"Dad. What do you think this is? High school?"

"Son, I saw the way she looked at you last night," Richard said, very sure of himself. "And you returned some of those looks."

His dad mistook their looks of familiarity. But he couldn't mention that. "Well, of course I looked at her. She's very attractive. But there was nothing more to it than that."

"She wasn't even the least bit annoyed when I was called in to work last night," Richard pointed out. "And when we go out to dinner, or shopping, or whatever, I see her checking out the younger guys."

"And you don't check out any other women?"

"No, I don't." Richard leaned forward as far as the table would allow. "Please, son, would you help me out?"

"I'm really not in the market for a relationship. Plus, it takes a special woman to be a military girlfriend or spouse."

"Okay, well, there's one other thing."

Lee closed his eyes in stupefaction, mentally preparing himself for anything. "What?"

"There's another woman."

"Another woman? Are you fucking nuts?"

"Your Aunt Jane," Richard went on, ignoring his son's question.

"Mom's younger sister?"

"She's only two years younger, and do you have another Aunt Jane?"

Lee shook his head, having not prepared himself for that. "You're seeing her on the side? Are you cheating on Elizabeth with her?"

"Ever since your mom passed, as you know, Jane has been checking up on me," Richard explained. "She divorced many years ago, but never found anyone else. It was platonic. Genuine concern for her brother-in-law. Somewhere along the way, her calls increased from once a month to once a week to just about every day. There was an implication that she was available to me, even with my relationship with Elizabeth. And as much as we talk, I'm sure she's picked up on my--"

"Reluctance? Has she encouraged you to end it with Elizabeth?"

"No. We don't really discuss it."

"Is she why you've... lost interest... in Elizabeth?"

Richard shrugged. "Not initially. But now that I've arrived at this point, I do think I would be better off with Jane. She's much closer to my age and--"

"She reminds you of mom."

"A little."

"How much time do you spend with Jane? Have you consummated the relationship?"

"Do I have to answer that?"

"You just did. Well, you've really woven yourself a complicated web," Lee surmised.

"Would you at least think about helping me?"

"Yes, I'll think about it. But your wedding is in four days."

"So, there's no time to waste. I'm going to be called into work when we return home, so you'll have a lot of time with Elizabeth."

"You've arranged to be called in?"

"To some extent."

"And was last night fake also?"

"It was. But there actually was a problem. They didn't really need me to solve it, but I mostly did. Need to finish it up today."

Lee merely shook his head again in stupefaction.

* * *

When they returned home, Elizabeth was still in the bedroom, so Richard excused himself to go tell her he had to go to work. He returned a few minutes later to say that she would be out soon. After his dad departed, Lee went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee.

While it brewed and after when he poured a cup, he pondered the dilemma that had landed on his shoulders. Unfortunately, it was not something that his extensive computer skills could resolve.

The question was, should he comply with his father's request? On the one hand, to reestablish his relationship with Elizabeth would to some extent be a dream come true--if he decided he wanted to be in a relationship again. But to achieve that in the deceitful manner his father suggested went against his military honor.