Lifeline

Pulling his head back slightly he rubs his nose against mine, lowering his head further until our lips are almost touching. Raising my head up so our lips brush together, I pull back. Closing my eyes I can still feel the tingle of his lips against mine when I feel him press another kiss against me. This time he pulls back but it's only for a second before he comes back for more.

His arms tighten around me to pull me in closer as his lips press harder against mine. Deepening the kiss, he starts to open his mouth slightly. I copy his movements and make a noise in my throat when I feel his tongue reach out to run across my bottom lip. God, he feels so good and I'm getting so turned on that I slip my tongue into his mouth. I hear his sharp inhale and then his deep groan as he chases my retreating tongue with his into my own mouth. Sucking lightly on his tongue I feel him start to lose control as he backs me up against the building. His hand finds my ass to press me harder against him. I feel the beginnings of an erection against my belly and moan loudly when he tangles his hand in my hair to press my lips against his.

I can't believe that we're making out in public and I'm only mildly concerned that somebody might see. Henry is an excellent kisser and his lips and tongue are heaven against mine. Our tongues swirl and tease the other while hands reach to explore hidden areas. His fingers are at the bottom of my dress, my hand resting on his covered cock, when we hear laughter and talking coming towards us. Breaking apart with guilty looks, we compose ourselves and head back to our cars.

Pulling the keys from my hand, he unlocks my door but stops me from getting in. "I had a great time, Allison. Would you mind if we did this again?" I can't make out the expression in his eyes but my pussy is practically yelling "Yes!" Nodding my head shyly he runs the back of his fingers down my face as he leans in to kiss me on the cheek. Handing him his jacket I slip into my car and start the engine, cranking the heater for some warmth.

"I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay."

//

A week later and I haven't heard anything from Henry. I don't know if I'm angry, relieved, hurt, or all of the above. Still being on vacation, I'd had nothing else to do but stew and think over everything that had happened. I had tried to call him three days ago but had gotten no answer so I had given up.

Pacing the floor I wait for Trevor to pick up the phone and am only mildly surprised when I hear Ivan, Trevor's fiancée, answer the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey, Ivan. Is Trevor up yet?"

"Hey, girl! Hold on a second." I can hear voices in the background before Trevor gets on the line.

A deep yawn fills my ears before I hear him say, "What's up, honey?"

Briefly feeling guilty about waking him up I quickly fill him in on everything that had happened since our date. Finishing, I wait for him to say something Trevor-wise to make me feel better. "What should I do? Do I just pretend that nothing happened and go on with my life or do I find out what's going on?"

"And you tried calling him?"

"Yes!"

"Hmmmmmm...well love, maybe you should just go over to his house and confront him. Maybe he's ashamed at how quickly things went and he can't bring himself to tell you. Or maybe he's embarrassed at how much older he is than you and feels like he could never please you. I don't know; but if you care for him as much as I think you do...and by the way, you ain't foolin no one honey...then you better get your ass on over there and figure this out before he gets away. If you get back with Dirk the Jerk I'll never speak to you again."

"But Trev..." I start to say before he interrupts me.

"I've gotta get ready for work. Get over there, Allie. I love you."

"Love you, too," I mutter before hanging up.

Pacing some more I finally get up the courage to walk out of my apartment and drive over to Henry's. If he won't come to me first, then I'll just go to him. I'm trying hard to calm down but the more I think about the past week and the lack of communication on Henry's part, the more pissed I get. I don't get mad very often but when I do it takes me a long time to calm back down.

Pulling onto his street, I see his truck parked in the driveway. Parking next to him, I get out and storm to the front of the house and pound on the front door. Blowing out a breath of air to try and calm myself, I stand on his porch and wait for him to answer. A minute later I hear the locks click and the door opening.

"Allison! What are you doing here?" Henry asks in a surprised voice. Looking at him now I feel some of my anger drain away. It doesn't look like he's slept much since I last saw him and his clothes are wrinkled as if he just pulled them out of the hamper.

"Look Henry. I'm not the type of girl that gets mad about these sorts of things but I can't understand what happened last week or why you didn't call me when you said you would. You can't lead a woman on and then expect her to just forget everything. You owe me an explanation." Feeling my anger rise again and hearing my voice get a hard edge; I stop and wait before I say something I shouldn't. My grandfather had always said that it was best to not say anything in anger than to say something that you could never take back. I had tried to follow his example but when I was really pissed, like now, I sometimes couldn't help myself.

Stepping to the side to let me in, I enter and turn to watch him close the door behind me. "I'm really sorry, Allison. I do owe you an explanation. Come in here and I'll explain." I follow him into the living room and perch myself on the edge of the couch while I wait for him to sit in his recliner. Clasping my hands tightly in my lap I patiently wait for him to start. He's looking everywhere but at me but I refuse to look away from his face until he finally turns to face me.

"Things went a bit farther than I thought they would last Friday. I never thought that you could feel the same way that I felt about you and when I realized that you did, I got carried away. It's been a long time since I've kissed a young woman, hell, any woman really; and I think that we might have gone further if those people hadn't been coming down the path." Pausing to take a breath he waits to see if I'm going to say anything. My silence is the only answer so he continues. "You are so young and vibrant while I'm old and used up. I've only ever been with Ruth and I got scared. You deserve to be with somebody closer to your own age who doesn't have a dead wife, two grown sons, and two grandkids."

'He's pushing me away,' I realize and feel like I've been punched in the gut. He's not even giving us a chance and he's already giving up. Feeling my anger slip away, I get up to leave. I'm numb at being rejected but I do understand. "Henry..." I have to swallow hard to talk around the lump in my throat and my words come out hoarse, "...I never cared about any of that. I'm a grown woman and if I want to be with you, then shouldn't I get the chance to make up my own mind? I wanted you so badly the other night I would have gone with you in a heartbeat but I respected you more for holding back. The least you could have done was to call and tell me this like a man instead of hoping that I'll just go away."

"I never said I was a good man, Allison."

"You are, Henry. You just don't know it. I never said that I wanted anything more than friendship from you. But I think that I love you and you had better decide now where you want this to go because I'm not going to wait around forever for you to make up your mind. You've got-"

I'm still talking but stop mid-sentence when I see a big smile spread across his face. "What?"

"You said that you love me." His voice is full of wonder at my revelation and my eyes widen in shock. I hadn't meant for that to slip out but now there it was out in the open.

Getting up he slowly walks over to where I'm standing and stops mere inches from me. "Did you mean that?"

Not letting myself think, I say yes and tilt my head up to search his handsome face for guidance. I'm in new territory and I'm not sure where to go from here.

Taking my hand, he leads me to the couch and sits down next to me. His free hand comes up to lightly run the backs of his fingers down my cheek and I close my eyes at the contact.

I feel him shifting and open my eyes to watch him bring his mouth close to my ear. His soft, "I love you," is all I need to hear and I close my eyes in contentment.

He's not done though. It's like a sexual monster is now awake as he trails kisses along my jaw, stopping to suck my neck before moving up to my waiting lips. His kisses are full of passion as our tongues slide around each other in deep kisses that take my breath away. The first touch of his hands on my bare back make me gasp in shock. He's moving faster than I would have dreamed but I'm not going to complain.

Running his hands up my sides and back, he drags my sweatshirt along with it and breaks our kiss long enough to pull it off of me, throwing it across the room. Making quick work of my bra he quickly bares my breasts to his gaze as he maneuvers me around so my back is against the arm of the couch and he's between my legs.

Kissing me again, he wraps his arm around my waist to pull me tighter to him. Trailing kisses up my other jaw to my ear, he stops to suck on the lobe before working lower to where my shoulder and neck meet. He sinks his teeth into my flesh and I yelp in surprise before groaning out my pleasure when he sucks hard enough to leave a mark.

"Easy, baby. We've got all night," I whisper in his ear. "You can't break the merchandise just yet."

Henry's lips still on my neck before coming back up for a kiss so soulful it takes my breath away again. I've never been kissed with the intensity that I am now.

"Henry...please..." I whimper when he gets close to my stiff nipples. To my disappointment he backs off to lick and suck up along my collarbone instead.

Repeating his pattern, he again gets close to a nipple before backing off. I buck my pussy up against his belly in search of some friction on my aching clit but he just clucks his tongue and tells me to be patient. I'm not used to a man taking his time with foreplay.

My hands press his head against my chest to guide him to my nipples but again he refuses me. "Let's go to the bedroom," he says in a husky voice and pulls me up after him. Taking my hand he leads me up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom. I feel weird being topless in the same room that he shared with Ruth and start to rethink what we're about to do.

Sitting down on the bed he pulls me between his legs. His hands are resting on my hips but all I do is rest mine on his shoulders. Correctly reading my mood he raises a hand to the back of my neck and pulls me down to him for another deep kiss. "You're thinking that it's weird to be in my bedroom, aren't you?" I nod my head in agreement. "Ruth and I shared many hours of intense pleasure in this bedroom but never on this bed. I gave our bed away because I just couldn't bear to sleep on it anymore. I want to create new memories on this one, with you."

Finally he swirls his tongue around my nipple, making me cry out with pleasure. His hand leaves my neck to trail down my back, pressing me to him. Arching my back, I press my breast further into his mouth and look down to see him staring back at me. He sucks my nipple into his mouth and pulls on it gently with his teeth. "Henry..."

He ignores me and continues his assault on my breasts, alternating between one and the other until my pussy throbs strongly with my heartbeat and my pussy gets soaked with my juices. Standing up, he turns me around so my ass is against the bed and works the button of my jeans loose before tugging them over and down my hips, my underwear quickly following. Losing my balance when he pulls them down my legs, I'm forced to sit on the bed or risk falling forward. I had forgotten that I was wearing tennis shoes but he makes quick work of the laces and soon I'm stripped naked and sitting on his bed with a fully clothed man kneeling between my legs.

I had thought that I would be the aggressor if we ever had sex but he is full of surprises as he turns the tables on me. His hands find my ass and scoots me closer so I'm barely perched on the edge of the mattress. Bracing myself on the bed with my hands, I spread my legs wider so he can get closer to my pussy.

He's not in any rush as he slowly runs his tongue from my pussy opening to my clit, stopping to suck one of my lips into his mouth before repeating the process. Ducking his head lower, he lightly runs his tongue lower, across my ass, before running back up to dip into my pussy. "Damn you taste good, baby. Sweet and tangy...mmmmmmm." He doesn't say anything about my neatly trimmed pussy hair so I take that as a good sign. Most men my age expect women to be completely hairless but I'd never liked the feeling of it and just kept my blonde bush trimmed short.

"I want to suck you, Henry." My words come out in gasps but I badly want to feel his hard cock in my mouth.

"Mmmmmmm...in a minute," he says before taking my clit in his mouth and sucking so hard my hips buck up against his mouth. "Let me take care of you baby."

Not one to argue with a man who clearly knows what he wants, I lean back on the bed and let him lick and suck to his heart's content. He spreads my legs wider so he can get closer to me then slides a finger into me. He doesn't do anything but slowly slide it in and out of my slick vagina but I can feel his tongue sliding down and around where he's penetrated me. It's almost like he's trying to get more of my juices out of me with his hand so he can lick me clean. At one point I look down my body to watch him. His eyes are closed but I can tell he's thoroughly enjoying himself by the groans that are vibrating against my pussy.

"God, that's good baby!" I call out and close my eyes to enjoy what he's doing to me. I can feel when he pulls his finger out of my pussy and trails it down my ass crack to find a hole that I've only ever let one man touch. He had been one of the best lovers I'd ever had and he had known how to bring me to sexual heights I'd never been to before or since, until now. I let my mind wander to how it would feel to have Henry's cock sliding in and out of my ass and feel my orgasm rapidly approaching.

He has gone back to finger fucking my pussy but I think he has two fingers in me now. I can feel a finger slowly working in and out of my ass as he stops to gather up my flowing juices to lube it up for me. His lips and tongue are sucking and licking my clit and the feel of his fingers touching my g-spot nearly causes me to fly off the bed in shock with how good it feels.

"Fuck baby...don't stop; right there, yes, yes, yes..."

It's like he wants to torture me when he completely withdraws his fingers from me and pulls back. "What was that? You want me to stop?"

"What?! No! I said don't stop; don't stop, Henry! Please, don't stop..." I plead as I sit up and watch him take off his clothes until he's as naked as I am. His body shows signs of aging but he's in pretty good shape for a man in his late fifties other than a slight belly. I wasn't exactly in the best shape myself with my wide ass and hips but my stomach was mostly flat and my breasts were still relatively perky.

His cock is long and thick but not obscenely so. He's hairy too with a thick patch of dark hair on his chest with some silver thrown in. A line of dark hair trails down his stomach, leading to a thick patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair. Again this is a first for me. I had never thought that hairy men would turn me on so much but the hair is what makes Henry who he is and I love it just as much as I love him.

My pussy weakly pulses when I think about Henry's cock in me and by the way he's staring down between my spread legs, I think he's thinking the same thing. Guessing what he wants by the way he keeps staring down at me then back up to my breasts, I move up the bed so he has room to get up there with me.

It's like his cock has a mind of its own as he crawls up the bed and presses my legs apart with his muscular thighs as he moves on top of me. I can't help but cry out when I feel him push his cock inside of me. He has to slide in and out several time before he can get all the way inside. Lying on top of me, he kisses me deeply for a minute to let me get used to his size before he starts to move his hips.

Briefly I wonder if he's been without for so long that he'll be done before we can have any fun but he surprises me when he says in a hoarse voice, "Rub that pretty little clit, baby. I want to feel you cum all over my cock." My eyes widen when I hear him talk dirty to me and the fact that his Greek accent has thickened as we had gotten carried away turns me on even more.

He props one of my legs up on his shoulders but leaves its twin propped up on the bed. Reaching down, I rub my clit and groan at the contact. "That's it baby. I want to watch you cum."

Henry's words spur me on as I throw my head back and concentrate on the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me and my fingers gliding over my clit. Picking up his pace, Henry's thrusts deepen as he watches me rub and pinch my slippery clit. Stopping once to slide my fingers down to where we're joined to gather up some of my wetness then back up to work my clit faster. My breath is coming out in gasps and I know I'm getting really close.

"Look at me, baby. Look at me when you cum. That's it, sweetheart...rub that clit." Rising up on an elbow I obey and look him in the eye the best I can as I work to keep from bucking and thrashing on the bed. When I cum, I cum hard and this time was no exception. "Talk to me baby." Henry's words are low and hoarse as he steadily pumps his cock into me and coaches me on.

"God, Henry...Fuuuuck! I'm gonna cum." Gasping for a breath, I start to close my eyes but open them again and look back at Henry. "Your cock feels so good; please baby, please...don't stop. Fuck me, Henry! Fuck meeeeeee..." I can't finish and scream out my pleasure as my clit violently throbs and my pussy spasms around his cock.

I can faintly hear Henry saying, "I can feel you cumming...that's it, baby!"

Wave after wave of pleasure shoots through me as I slam my eyes shut, seeing stars and hearing nothing else, as I arch my back up and down and grab onto the blankets. Henry's cock is still steadily pumping in and out and it prolongs my orgasm.

Releasing my leg, Henry lowers his body to mine and holds me to him. "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen, honey." He's whispering in my ear as I gasp and moan underneath him.

Wrapping my arms around his waist, I pull him to me and bury my head in his neck as I work to calm down before my heart pounds out of my chest.

For a minute he just lays on top of me, not moving his cock as he kisses my lips and neck, stopping to bite my shoulder again before slipping his tongue into my mouth. Moving my hips I slide my pussy on his cock for a stroke or two before telling him that I want to suck him.

His eyes widen slightly before he flashes a huge smile at me, kissing me deeply before pulling out of my still spasming pussy and lying on the bed next to me.

Getting onto my knees I move so I'm in between his spread legs and watch his eyebrows come together and his eyes slam shut when I stroke his shaft with one hand, using my pussy juices that coat his cock for lubricant.

Lowering my mouth to the head, I swirl my tongue around, tasting my juices and his precum mixed together. I had never minded my own juices on a man's cock but they tasted even better on Henry. I pop my ass up in the air as I lean farther down to work more of his cock into my mouth.