Lessons in Love

Then there was the bedroom; something that became very apparent to her when she lost her virginity her freshman year at college; she found that she liked being manhandled and told what to do. She wasn't into bondage or pure domination, her control side wouldn't let it go that far, but being given form direction turned her on like not much else. That was something Mike had never been able to grasp, he was too weak mentally to tell her what to do and her success in her career only compounded it. Then there was Daniel; the first time they had sex, his arrogance and confidence shone through, and he had told her to get on her knees; when he did, her pussy flooded and she dropped right in front of him, undid his pants and eagerly took his cock in her mouth.

As she got lost in her book, she enjoyed her glass of wine, rising to fill it once again shortly before 9. Around 9:15, the front windows were lit up and she could hear the crunch of gravel as a vehicle made its way down the driveway. She turned and could see the characteristic round headlights of a Jeep Wrangler Unlimited pulling in beside her Lexus. As the vehicle shut off, she saw the door open and Daniel stepped out, no longer wearing his gown, instead wearing a simple blue and white polo shirt and a pair of black slacks. He opened the back door and grabbed an overnight bag, a tube and what looked like a fanny pack before making his way to the door.

She closed her book and looked at the door as he opened it and smiled, seeing her on the couch with her legs tucked underneath her. "Glad to see you found it alright."

"That driveway is a little rough you know."

Daniel smiled again and set his things down, "Yep, keeps unwelcome people from pulling down in. Well, that and the gate at the top." He poured himself 3 fingers of bourbon, took a sip and continued, "Thanks for setting this out. So, what do you think?" as he gestured around at the cabin.

She turned, resting her arms on the back of the couch, "You're welcome. It's very nice, not exactly what I expected when you said "cabin.""

"It's been in the family a while, it's how I was familiar with the area when applying for jobs, it's two hours from my parent's place." He took a drink before continuing, "It used to be a lot more rustic, but when my dad passed away and Mom said she didn't want to use it anymore, my siblings and I decided to keep it and spruce it up a bit, so it was more comfortable."

"Well, you did a wonderful job."

Looking around and not seeing anything, "You found my bedroom alright I assume?"

"Yes, I did. Are the others for your siblings?"

"Yeah, because I don't have kids, I got the nice bedroom; if I'm not here, my sister and her husband may use it, but I don't have any other use for the other two, so they stay closed up when I'm here unless I have friends down for fishing." Daniel finished his bourbon in a final swig and walked towards the couch, forcing Christine to turn and follow him as he made his way to her. "Why don't you stand up so I can see that dress closer."

Christine stood and smiled, "How did you know this dress would look good on me and the floor when you wrote your note?"

"Everything looks good on you, even those manly pant suits you sometimes wear." He stepped closer to her, his 6'3 frame towering over her, "And like them, it's going to look good on the floor also."

Christine reached for his neck and pulled him to her, causing their lips to crash into each other. Over the last month or so, their kisses had become different, something both had noticed but never talked about.

Daniel's arms wrapped around her, pulling her against him and causing his firm cock to push into her stomach. As they kissed, Daniels hands began to wander her back, reaching her ass and giving it a firm squeeze with both hands, causing her to moan into their kiss, stand on her toes, and push her body tighter against his.

As they pulled from their kiss and looked at each, Daniel said, "Let's see if I was right about this dress looking better on the floor."

Through a bitten lip smile, Christine nodded her head and turned her back to him, "Help me?"

"Gladly." Daniel's fingers went to her neckline, softly grazing her skin, causing her to sigh as he found the tiny zipper and began to ease it down.

Christine felt like he was taking forever, but knew that he was being gentle, not wanting to rip or pull the zipper; they had ruined a couple of her button up blouses before, and he clearly didn't want to do that with a dress.

As the zipper reached the middle of her back, the clasp of her navy-blue bra became visible, he leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Matching your bra to your dress I see."

"Mmhmmm, and the panties too."

As he continued to ease the zipper down to her waist and the stop he said in a playful tone, "Oh, I was hoping you weren't wearing any."

With the zipper all the way down, she turned to face him, stepped back, and began to work the dress off her arms and chest, then seductively piled it at her waist before pushing it to the floor, leaving her in a matching bra and seamless underwear, "I was in a dress on a stage, I had to wear them." She stepped out of her dress, leaving it in a pile on the floor; as she pushed back against him, she said before kissing him again, "I didn't bring anymore though, too bad you're not coming to the conference with me."

Daniel groaned as they kissed again. He could now allow his hands to trail over her almost nude body. They kissed for a few minutes before Daniel unclasped her bra and removed it. As he threw it near her dress, allowing her breasts to hang free, he said, "Sit down, I'm overdressed." Christine nodded her head and sat down on the couch as Daniel began to strip his clothes off. Daniel was in shape; he spent an hour or so before school every day lifting in the gym and then either ran or rode his mountain bike in the evenings. That coupled with a regimented diet left him lean and toned. The kind of body that most women, especially a 47-year-old who had been denied sex for a long time would drool over.

After losing his shirt, he kicked off his loafers, pulled his socks off, then undid his belt. After unbuttoning his pants, he pushed them to the floor and kicked them off, adding his clothes to the pile that contained Christine's dress and bra. "Much better, don't you agree?"

"Yes."

Daniel walked closer to her and pushed her legs apart, exposing the crotch of her panties. As he hovered over her, he allowed his hand to slowly caress up her leg, but rather than touch the wet fabric of her panties as she wanted, his hand continued across her stomach to her full breasts and cupped each one firmly, sending waves of pleasure with a moan and a shudder through her body. "I have to admit, I've been thinking about today for the last week, and I can't wait any longer. So, if you'll forgive me, I'm a little hungry."

Without waiting on her to say or do anything, Daniel stood up, bent at the waist, and reached up grabbing her panties at her hips, "Lift your ass." As she did, he quickly pulled them down, leaving her completely nude on the couch. After depositing her panties with the rest of their clothes, he knelt between her spread legs and dove in, sucking her wet lips into his mouth. This action caused Christine to let out a moan followed by, "Oh yes!"

For the next five minutes, Christine was filled with waves of pleasure as Daniel methodically made his way around her wet pussy, something that her husband had never shown any interest in. Daniel would suck on her lips before letting go and licking her entire slit, sometimes going as low as touching the edge of her asshole before licking clear to her clit. As he did this, her moans began to increase in frequency and in volume. Having spent a fair bit of time between her legs since Christmas, Daniel knew just when to do the right things and as he glanced up to see her cupping her own tits and pinching her own nipples while looking down at him with her mouth open, he smiled briefly and shifted his focus upwards. As he buried his nose in the small amount of pubic hair she kept above her otherwise bare pussy, he sucked her clit into his mouth and began to flick it softly with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh God!" As Daniel increased the suction on her clit and sped up the flicking of it, Christine began to moan louder and began to let out, the occasional "Fuck," until her legs clamped around his head, her feet on his back, pulling his mouth harder against her, her pussy began to flood with lubrication, and she began to cum.

As she rode her orgasm for 15-20 seconds feeling the muscles in her pelvis contract and release, Daniel continued what he was doing until she loosened her thigh grip on his head and her volume returned to a normal level. He let her clit go and softly lapped at her juices, allowing her to come down from her orgasm slowly. Daniel pulled his face from her pussy and smiled, "God you taste good." Christine was able to give a weak smile and nod considering her heart was still racing from her orgasm. Daniel stood up and pushed his underwear to the ground, allowing his cock to spring free.

While Daniel wasn't pornstar huge by any imagination, his cock was just a tad over 6 inches in length, but she had found he knew how to use it. Before their bedroom went ice cold, sex with her husband was unfulfilling to put it mildly; she was always left finishing herself off after he went to the bathroom to clean up. Daniel on the other hand, knew how to maintain a rhythm and wasn't afraid to use his hands. He always brought her to at least one orgasm each time they had sex, if not two depending on the duration.

With his cock sticking straight out, she leaned forward, wanting to feel it in her mouth, but he stopped her, "You can suck it later, right now, I need to be inside your wet pussy." Daniel moved and sat down beside her, then said, "Ride my cock Christie."

Hearing him call her that, combined with telling her to ride his cock, caused her pussy to begin to flood again. She sat up from her reclined position, twisted and straddled Daniel's lap, and before she could reach down to guide his cock into her, he grabbed it himself, stroked it across her slit 2 or 3 times before saying, "Go ahead baby, ride my cock."

Placing her hands on the back of the couch on either side of his head, she slowly lowered herself down, feeling the head of his cock spreading her lips and then entering her. She let out a moan as she continued to sink down until his cock was all the way in. As they both stayed still for a moment, Daniel enjoying the warmth and wetness that enveloped his cock, and Christine the fullness, he reached his hands around and once again cupped her ass.

Christine began to rock her hips gently, trying to find the right place to rub her clit against his pelvis; she felt his hands move to her hips and grip them firmly as he looked at her and said, "I told you to ride my cock, not grind on it." Another shudder went through her as he told her what to do and she shifted so her knees were directly under her and began to slide up and down on his cock.

"That's a good girl." His hands returned to her ass, helping to keep her balance as she began to speed up. She found a pace that she could maintain and was giving her immense pleasure. Each time she got to the bottom of his cock, she felt Daniel thrust up into her, causing her to moan or grunt each time. She began to speed up even more, feeling him press into her as his hard cock rubbed the walls of her pussy. She could her walls beginning to clench around him, "I'm going to cum," she mumbled out between ragged breaths.

He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, pushing up into her even more and whispered in her ear, "Go ahead, cum for me." With a thrust from him and her slamming down on his cock, she began to cum, her legs shook, and she felt Daniel's lips on her neck as her pussy contracted around his cock, trying to milk his cum too, but she was just left with the fullness of his cock inside of her.

As she came down from her orgasm, Daniel continued to kiss her neck and grope her ass. As her breathing began to return to normal, she looked down at him and he smiled, "Feel better?"

"Much better."

"Now do you want to grind on my cock?"

"Mmmhmmm."

"What if I want you to suck on it?"

Christine let out a groan, Daniel had just hit another one of her "spots." He knew that she loved to suck him off after he had fucked her. She loved when he gave her a creampie, and she loved tasting herself and his cum together. A minute had passed since her orgasm; she looked him in the eyes, batted her eyes a bit and said, "I'm going to grind on you, but will you tell me when you're going to cum so I can suck you off...daddy?"

It was Daniel's turn to groan, when she was really turned on and wanted to turn him on more, she would call him daddy and bat her eyes like she just did. The first time she did it, he almost came right then and there, and this time was no different as he pushed up into her. It was funny when they were not in the throes of primal intimacy since she was older than him, but during sex, it was hot as hell. Rather than say anything, he pulled his hands from her hips and ass and put them on her back, pulling her against him.

He took one of her nipples in his mouth, causing her to groan as she began to grind against him. It took a moment, but they found a rhythm that was working for both of them. Each time Christine would push her pelvis towards him, grinding her clit against his pelvis and short pubic hair, Daniel would push up into her, applying pressure to both of their bodies. On top of this, the sucking and biting that he was doing on her nipples, was only increasing her desires. They stayed like this for a minute or two, but with the friction of their bodies increasing, along with the speed of her grinding, Daniel could begin to feel his balls tighten and the familiar tingling of a building orgasm.

He let her nipple slip from his mouth and through shallow breaths said, "I'm getting close."

Christine bit her lip and groaned but climbed off him quickly, getting down on the floor in front of him. His cock glistened with her juices, and she softly stroked it, coating her hand with her own wetness before moving that hand to his balls, softly rolling them in her hands and eliciting a groan from him. She smiled, then opened her mouth and put about half of his cock in her mouth, tasting her own wetness.

She relished the feeling of his cock pushing into mouth, and knowing that he was so close to cumming, Christine wasted no time. She continued to roll his balls in her hand, now thoroughly coated with her wetness and began to run her lips up and down his cock, allowing her spit to run freely providing plenty of lubrication for her mouth. She sucked on the head and flicked her tongue along his sensitive underside and then pushed her mouth back down, taking as much of his cock as she could. Just as her gag reflex told her to pull back, she heard Daniel say, "Oh god, I'm cumming."

She lifted her mouth just slightly and clamped her lips around his shaft as she felt the first pulse, followed by the warm saltiness as the first jet hit the back of her throat. She quickly swallowed as the next four did the same. As his orgasm subsided, she began to once again move her mouth softly around his haft, making sure to clean him up completely. Once sure that the only thing left on his cock was her spit, she let his cock slip from her mouth and looked up at him with a grin, "Feel better?"

"I feel amazing, how about you?"

"I'm good for now, but I NEED to feel your cum inside of me before I leave in the morning."

Daniel laughed, "I don't think that will be a problem." As his cock began to soften, Christine looked down at it and couldn't help but giggle. Daniel looked at her and said, "What?"

Lifting it up slightly, "I got lipstick on it."

Sure enough, when Daniel looked down at it, there was a faint but clear red lipstick line around his cock. He laughed too, "Guess that is just a sign of good head."

Christine smiled and stood, "I'm going to use the restroom, meet me in bed?"

"I was thinking drinks in the hot tub?"

"I didn't bring a bathing suit..."

"Seriously? There is no one for at least a half mile, you don't need a suit."

"I've never skinny dipped before."

"Well, there is a first time for everything, meet me outside."

Christine headed towards the bedroom and bathroom, while Daniel went to the kitchen and poured them each another drink. Once their drinks were poured, he turned the outdoor lights down with the dimmer switch, then headed outside and opened the hot tub before slipping into the warm water. About 5 minutes later, Christine appeared at the door, sticking just her head out. "Are you sure?"

Daniel laughed, "Of course I'm sure, there is no one around but you and I."

Christine essentially ran the 20 feet from the door to the hot tub, giving Daniel a show as her tits bounced with the fast and sudden movements. She climbed into the hot tub by taking his hand and settled in across from him. As the warm water washed over her, she groaned, "Okay this does feel good."

"Jets?"

"Yes please." Christine felt jets begin to bubble around her, hitting her back and once again she sighed, "This feels good, it is like a giant bath."

She felt her foot being picked up and Daniel began to rub them causing her to groan again as his fingers found knots and tension in her feet, "Yes it is, kinda like the time we took that bath together when you booty called me when your husband had to leave."

"Hey, I don't remember you complaining, that was the first time you came inside of me."

Daniel nodded, remembering the moment she wrapped her legs around him on the bathroom floor and wouldn't let him pull out. "As I recall, I didn't have much choice."

Christine smiled, "Nope, and I still don't remember you complaining."

Silence fell over them, before they both burst out laughing. Over the next 20 minutes, they basically talked shopped. Daniel discussing his year in the classroom and Christine talking about major county initiatives and things that were coming for the next year. The one thing that Christine had always enjoyed about their arrangement was that she could bounce ideas off Daniel and get unfiltered and honest feedback. Too often teachers were afraid to be honest with their supervisors, but not Daniel, what you saw is what you got; there was no sugar coating with him.

As she sat and pondered his thoughts on a particular change in policy on cell phones in the classroom, he smiled, "Come here."

Daniel had shifted into one of the corner seats, leaving just his shoulders and head visible, she moved over and sat between his legs, leaning back into him as his arms moved around her midsection, holding her close to him. They both sighed and relaxed into each other, it wasn't long though before Daniel's hands began to softly move over her abdomen, before moving to her breasts. With one in each hand, he spent the next few minutes, kneading and caressing them, occasionally pinching her nipples. What started out as sighs because of the combination of the water and the touch, began to turn to moans each time his fingers touched her nipples.

As she became more turned on, she could tell Daniel was too. His cock had never become fully flaccid, but now that she was leaning against him as he played with her tits, she could feel his cock growing against her ass and her back. This feeling continued to turn her on until her hand which had been resting on his leg now had found its way to her pussy and was beginning to slowly run it up and down her slit. Even with the water, there was a distinct difference in the water on her body and her own wetness that her pussy was making. As she allowed herself to get lost in the pleasure she was feeling, Daniel said, "Would you like to go inside?"