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"Oh," he titled his head back and closed his eyes again.
Just like last time, Kate had to somewhat slowly work all of him in her mouth and throat. He was long. She kept reminding herself to relax her throat muscles and finally managed all of him.
She took her time, like he had done for her. Plus, she'd be lying if she said sucking his dick didn't turn her on too. She wasn't really a giver or a taker. Kate was an equal mix of both when it came to sex.
The tile floor of the bathroom was cold and hard on her knees, but she ignored it. Instead, she focused on pleasuring the man in her mouth as she slowly bobbed up and down on his cock.
Once she got accustomed to his length, Kate started sucking, hard, using her throat and mouth as she pulled back to the tip. Tyler's deep groans were all she needed to hear to keep up with this own little trick of hers. Gradually, she increased her speed.
"God, Kate, that feels so good," she felt his hands tangle in her hair. For some reason, she was surprised to hear him admit it aloud. She figured young guys probably weren't great about that sort of thing, somewhat shy when it came to sex. As she had gotten older, Kate found you open up a lot more about sex. That's why she wasn't afraid to let the curse words and moans of pleasure fly when it came down to it.
She bobbed a little more voraciously, letting back on the sucking, but running her tongue along his shaft instead as she bobbed.
"Oh God," Tyler whispered, already in heaven.
Poor boy. He has no idea what's coming. Kate briefly wondered if he would try to fight her when it came time to shoot his load. She wasn't letting that go anywhere but down her throat. Her head bobbed faster down his length as Tyler continued to moan encouragingly. She felt his body tense beneath her hands. That was her cue. Gently, she cupped his smooth balls with one hand and began to fondle them.
"Kate don't. I'm going to-. Oh God. I'm going to cum!" Tyler briefly tried to pull Kate's head back, but it was in vain. A few brief seconds later and she felt the warm spurt of his cum spray the back of her throat. She swallowed hungrily.
She knew it was kind of devious to force him to cum in her mouth without telling him that was the plan all along, but she didn't feel too bad. Kate knew whatever bj's he had gotten from little teenage bitches would pale in comparison to hers. She did find it endearing that he had tried not to do it, tried to be a gentleman. That definitely won him more points.
Once the last of him had dripped down her throat and his hips stopped gyrating, Kate slowly pulled herself off of him, making the wet pop with her mouth she was fond of. She sat back on her heels, staring up at him, waiting to see if he was mad at her or not. Can anyone really be mad after getting a good blow job? Tyler finally opened his eyes and looked down at her, a grin slowly spreading across his face.
"You're evil," he laughed, still breathing hard, leaning against the towel rack behind him.
"Oh, whatever. You loved it. Ha! That reminds me of a movie...Do you feel like watching a movie?" Kate looks up at him hopefully. She hopes it's not a weird thing to ask and that she's not changing the mood too quickly. The irony of Tyler trying to get her to do that exact thing two weeks ago wasn't lost on her either.
"Sure," he chuckled, reaching a hand out to help her up.
"Don't worry. I'm not done with you. I just need a break," Kate leans forward and kisses him.
"Even if you were, that would be OK too." There was that adorable sideways smile of his again. It was one of her favorite things about him.
Part 3
"Aw, man. You're no fun," Kate pouted, jokingly, as Tyler tossed her fuzzy robe at her and bent over to re-dress in his own clothes. This time, she watched him.
"Do you have to put the shirt back on?" she teased as he picked it up. The jeans and bare, muscular chest were doing it for her. If he put those fucking cowboy boots on she was going to lose her shit and forget about the movie completely and jump him again.
"Just a bunch of stuff I'll have to peel off again la-ter," she drew the last word out. Tyler shook his head, but smiled as he pulled the gray t-shirt on.
"Oh darn," he said sarcastically. "Is that supposed to be a threat?"
"Fiiine. You want some popcorn? Have you had dinner?"
He couldn't help laughing.
"I already ate, but some popcorn sounds good, thanks."
"Yah, you have," Kate mumbled to herself as she walked to the kitchen, smirking at her cunnilingus joke.
"This better be a good movie because it's going to take a lot to distract me from that robe you have on," Tyler said before taking another bite of popcorn. He may have not wanted to prance around in her fuzzy black robe, but that didn't stop her from sporting the green, silky one.
"This old thing?" she pointed one of her feet before bending her knee and running her hand up her calf seductively.
Tyler loved that she was loosening up around him as the weeks passed. He much preferred the funny, open version of Kate over the somewhat bitchy one he had first met.
Funny enough, once the sex high wore off as the movie played, Kate found herself wishing she weren't still so shy around him when they weren't having naughty time. Maybe it's because I'm not used to him being in my house, she thought. After the popcorn was gone and no longer sitting between them, she found herself wanting to fill that space and rest her head on his shoulder.
"Everything ok?" Tyler broke her from her thoughts.
"Yah, why?"
"Just wondering," he tried to play non-chalant. What he really wondered was what was going on inside her head. She hadn't laughed at the funny part a minute ago, even though she said this was one of her favorite movies, going on about how hilarious the Melissa McCarthy flick was. He might have just chalked it up to her watching it too many times, but her eyebrows were knit too, like she was in deep thought about something. He hoped she wasn't overthinking anything. Tyler decided to push his luck.
"Mind if I scootch?" he asked, nodding to the empty space between them.
"Not at all," Kate's eyebrows immediately lifted. He filled the void and put his arm around her shoulders. She laid her head against him. Tyler felt her sigh more than heard it. Her entire body relaxed against his as she snuggled against his side.
"Kate. Kate. I have to go."
She was vaguely aware of someone speaking her name quietly and moving next to her.
"Hmm?" she asked groggily, trying to get her bearings as she opened her eyes to slits.
"Sorry. I have to go," Tyler spoke softly.
Then Kate realized what she'd done. She'd fallen asleep on him. Literally. She was instantly mad at herself and embarrassed. She sat up so Tyler could free himself the rest of the way.
"Sorry I had to wake you up. You looked like you were sleeping good," he continued speaking softly.
"No, I'm sorry," she shook her head. Kate willed herself not to cry in front of him. She had a bad habit of crying when she was mad.
"Don't be," he kissed her forehead. "Thanks for inviting me over again. See you in the morning?" he asked as he stood up.
She nodded, almost too afraid to open her mouth, that a sob would come out instead of words.
"Goodnight, Kate," Tyler gave a small smile as he let himself out. Finally, she got up, tears in her eyes, and locked the front door behind him. She felt like a fool and an old fart falling asleep on him like that. Especially after implying their sexy time wasn't over for the night. She couldn't even remember dozing off, which means she had to have been sleeping hard. Kate swiped at the tears as she turned the downstairs lights off before heading up to her bedroom.
Part 4
Embarrassment hit her all over again when she saw Tyler at the gym the next morning. Fortunately, the loud, angry music feeding directly into her ears from her headphones helped to drown out her thoughts temporarily as Kate pedaled faster than normal on the exercise bike. She knew she'd regret it, but was past the point of caring.
"Over did it again, didn't you?" Tyler asked as she limped over to wipe down the bike after she finished. Kate knew it was an innocent comment, but it immediately pissed her off and brought back the embarrassment all at the same time.
"Yet another thing older people are good at: over-exerting themselves easily." Her cheeks flushed and she could feel the scowl on her face as she cleaned the bike off with paper towel. She accidentally knocked into Tyler as she spun around to throw the trash away. He must have seen the look on her face too, though she had been looking down.
"Hey, what's going on with you this morning?" he looked at her with soft eyes.
"Just in a mood," she mumbled, quickly taking off on the track without waiting for him. She knew he wasn't going to let it go. It wasn't in his nature. But she had to get away from other people before the inevitable happened. Especially if Tyler kept looking at her like that.
"Hey," he caught up and dared to put a hand on her shoulder, a feeble attempt to get her to slow down and face him.
"Anything I can do?" he offered.
Goddamn it. Why does he have to be so sweet?
"Stop being so young," Kate spoke barely audibly.
"Kate. Talk to me," he finally resorted to begging.
"Not in here." Her eyes were starting to sting. She had to escape, now, whether he came with her or not.
"Come on. Let's go outside," she felt Tyler's fingers brush the back of her hand. She admired his cleverness. If anyone had happened to see, it would have looked like an accident, but Kate knew better. Her eyes hurt with the effort of fighting her tear ducts.
They walked outside together and paused at the edge of the parking lot, both near where Kate always parked and the beginning of the outdoor track.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Tyler asked.
"Not particularly." She could feel the dam about to break any second. Happening upon another walker or runner while bawling her eyes out didn't seem like a great start to the day.
"Want to go somewhere?"
Kate had a love/hate relationship with his persistence. She sighed.
"Just get in my car," she was already fishing her keys out of her pocket to unlock the doors. They were both silent a moment after climbing in. Tyler reached over and took her hand in his. She hated to admit that she briefly thought of pulling away. Not because she was mad at him, but because they were in such a public place still. Kate couldn't deny the calming effect his touch had on her, though.
"What's going on?" he finally asked again.
She shook her head and looked down, those oddly soulful eyes finally getting to her. He let her cry silently for a minute before squeezing her hand.
"Please tell me. Did I do something wrong last night?"
A harsh laugh escaped her lips.
"No," she shook her head again. "It's not you. It's me." Silence momentarily filled the SUV.
"What's you?" Tyler asked gently.
"I'm too fucking old for you!" she blurted. "I fell asleep on you, for shit's sake!" More silence as Kate cried angrily.
"Kate, it happens to everyone," he was stroking the back of her hand with his thumb now.
"Hell, you don't think I've ever come home and just passed out after a long day? Besides, I was taking it as a compliment," a small smile formed on his lips. She finally ventured to look up at him and couldn't help laughing. She secretly hated that he had a good point, making her realize she was being totally neurotic. A fit of giggles struck her, further proving her point that she was being crazy.
"I'm sorry," she finally apologized. "I'm being a total nut job. It just really bothered me for some reason. And then you made the comment about me over doing it and-"
"I didn't mean anything by it," Tyler cut her off.
"I just don't like to see you in pain," he spoke quieter, embarrassed at his admission. Kate's heart melted a little bit more and she squeezed his hand. The tables had turned suddenly.
"I know you didn't." They stared into each other's eyes a long moment.
"I really want to kiss you right now," she finally admitted.
"Me too." More staring.
"You can come over later. If you're not busy," she quickly added. It was Saturday and he was 18 years old. He probably already had plans. Kate's plans consisted of binge watching TV shows online and drinking wine, her normal while the kids were at her ex-husband's house. She enjoyed the alone time, but it quickly lost its luster each weekend her three girls were with their dad. As stressful as it was being a single mom, she missed the little shits by Saturday afternoon each time.
"I have to be at work at 3. Are you going home now?" Tyler asked timidly. It was only a little after noon and she knew what he was getting at.
"I can be," Kate finally lightened up and smiled.
Tyler followed her home in his truck. She didn't care that it was the middle of the day. Let the neighbors talk, she thought.
His lips were on hers as soon as they were behind closed doors again. Kate was finally able to pull herself away before things got too heated.
"I HAVE to take a shower," she insisted. If she was lucky, she would just end up sweaty again after her young lover was through with her, but she couldn't stand the thought of having sex with him in her gross, post-workout state.
"Can I join you?"
She was amazed he could ask it with a serious face. Maybe he was being serious. Maybe he felt gross too and legitimately wanted to wash up. Jesus, you are overthinking everything today! Lighten the fuck up!
"Yah. Of course," Kate said lightly, not sure whether he had ulterior motives or not. She didn't mind either way.
Speaking of working out, it was funny to her that they had met at the gym because, while you would think everyone there had something in common, that wasn't exactly true. She had found that there seemed to be distinct groups of people. Kind of like high school cliques, in a way. Some people were all about the weight-lifting, mostly the younger guys like 40 and below, if that. That was where Tyler fell. Some people, mostly women, only did cardio, like the treadmill, elliptical, and stationary bike. That was the "group" Kate belonged to. Finally, there were the ones that combined the two and it was a total crapshoot, both males and females of all ages.
That said, it had quickly become a "thing" between Kate and Tyler to give each other shit about their respective "groups". He didn't understand her qualms about "weight lifting land", as she called it. Her excuse was the overwhelming amount of "dude bros" and females that would put her to shame and just seemed like, well, jerks. He insisted that not all of them were bad, that she had, after all, became friends with him. And that everyone had to start somewhere. Alternatively, she could kind of understand why he couldn't be bothered with cardio when he was already skinny to begin with and that it seemed to come naturally to him. But, she did like to tease him about the fact that he wouldn't always be naturally skinny, at least in theory.
But, after they had made love in the shower and on her bed that afternoon, Tyler had noticed something out of the corner of his eye in the living room as he was about to leave that busted Kate.
"Ah ha!" he shouted, unable to help himself.
"What?!" she was utterly confused and startled by his outburst as she walked him to the door.
"I see your hand weights over there," he smirked smugly.
Kate couldn't help but laugh.
"So? I never said I didn't work on my upper body. I just don't like 'weight lifting land'."
"Will you just let me show you how to do stuff over there? I'll make you a deal. If you let me show you how to do some of that stuff, I'll ride the other exercise bike with you."
She had no clue why he was so hell bent on getting her to bench press and whatnot, but his enthusiasm was so cute and infectious, she couldn't tell him "no".
"Fine," she giggled. "But only on Saturdays," was her one stipulation. How many people saw them together was a constant worry in the back of her mind.
Each of them kept their promise. One Saturday, Tyler showed Kate how to do different exercises with hand weights, spotted her at the bench press (which she could lift more than either of them expected), and how to do the back weight lifting. She still felt like a weakling compared to him, but was thankful he had taken her up on her "Saturdays only" stipulation. Much less people milling about. Plus, truth be told, she liked that she could check him out up close instead of from a distance at least one day of the week. Seeing just how strong he was and his muscles in action was a huge turn-on too, though she had never really been into that sort of thing before. Her favorite was when he pushed himself above the pull-up bar. Her lady parts tightened every time and she was glad she didn't have external ones to give her arousal away.
The next Saturday, Tyler hopped on the exercise bike next to Kate.
"How the hell can you do this all the time?" he asked 10 minutes in.
"Ooohh, is someone not in as good of shape as they thought?" she teased. If it were a race, she would have kicked his ass.
But they kept it up, alternating weekends. Kate got stronger and Tyler increased his endurance over the next month. They were helping each other be better versions of themselves, whether they realized it or not. More than that, though, they were both caught up in being able to spend even more time together.
Part 5
Kate woke up one day and it was somehow approaching the end of May. Her kids would be out of school soon, which she always kind of dreaded AND looked forward to. On one hand, she dreaded it because she had to leave them with family during the day. Sometimes it was her mom, sometimes it was her ex-mother in-law. That was always awkward. Kate did give her points for trying to not make things weird, though. She just hated depending on other people so much. But Kate was a nurse, not a school teacher, and couldn't exactly take 2 1/2 months off during the summer. She did like that all of the extra-curricular activities were over for the kids, so she at least got to spend a little more time with them.
The end of the school year also meant Tyler would be graduating. She had mixed feelings about that too. She at least wouldn't feel like such a pedophile once he was out of school. But what would happen between them? Kate had no idea what his plans were after he graduated. Somehow, it had never gotten brought up, though surely he was excited about becoming an "official adult". She decided to bring it up when she saw him later that day.
"So, graduation is in, what? A couple weeks? You gettin' excited?" She jumped right in as soon as Tyler met her on the indoor track. She didn't want to forget. Her curiosity had been getting the best of her.
"Yah, I guess," he shrugged. "I'll be even happier to get done with automotive school in a couple years. Then I REALLY won't have to worry about school ever again," he chuckled.
"Oh," Kate was taken off-guard. She couldn't imagine him going to a regular 4-year college for some reason. Maybe just because she hadn't known him all that long. Tyler seemed like a smart kid, though. She couldn't imagine him working at a crappy job for the rest of his life either. Working at Waldo's, the town's only supermarket, seemed like a breeze, but Kate knew he wasn't making a fortune there either.
"So, you like working on cars?" she said dumbly. She wasn't sure what else to say.
"Yah," Tyler shrugged again self-consciously. "It's the only thing that's really appealing to me as far as work. Just makes sense. It pays decent ttoo. My uncle Mike already promised me a job at his garage once I get done with trade school too."
