The Dance

"As far as I'm concerned Edwina, I belong to you. I will never do anything to purposely hurt or humiliate you. I have a question for you. Are we compatible?"

Edwina literally purred, "are we ever."

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We kissed goodnight and were instantly asleep. Morning came too quickly. We had no idea what time we'd stopped screwing each other, but we sure didn't get enough sleep before daylight crept through the windows. As soon as Edwina had used the potty and put herself together she called the hospice facility. It was too early for her to visit, they hadn't finished bathing, shaving and shampooing him yet. Early afternoon was better if that worked for her.

Since it was already just after 10 we decided to go for brunch at the local country club. Well, it wasn't a country club, it was just a golf course with a restaurant that the owners called a country club. The food was pretty good though and they stayed open throughout the winter months, local folks got so they depended on it. They had a brunch on Saturdays and Sundays, Sunday being busier with the after church crowd. A few folks stopped by the table to ask how Hump was doing, had heard he went into hospice care and wanted to know if Ed was doing okay. She explained that Hump had set things up with me before he went into care, that I was helping her with yard chores and the like. All were good with that, there are still some good folks in small towns, they just aren't as prevalent as the naysayers and gossips.

This is the part of the story where some think it becomes a fuck-a-thon, except they forget about the fact that we're talking about a 60 year old woman and a 59 year old guy. That's not to say sex at those ages is non-existent, quite the contrary. However, when you read stories of people screwing for five or six hours straight, I can tell you it is not people in their 60's. As you age the levels of estrogen decrease in a woman just as the levels of testosterone decrease in a man. That doesn't mean you can no longer be sexually active, it means you're not going to reload and be at it again in 45 minutes. There are the occasional times when a second ejaculation occurs, but it's not the norm.

When we got home from brunch we went to the Jenkins and brought Edwina's clothes and personal items to my, "our", house. We got her all set up in the master bath, clothes hung in the closet and she was going to put her panties, etc in the drawers when I remembered I hadn't removed Karen's stuff.

As Ed was removing the lingerie she commented, "wow, Karen really liked her lingerie didn't she."

Almost as much as I did." I said with a tear in my eye.

Edwina pushed me into a chair and climbed onto my lap. "Sugar, I like lingerie, Hump thought it was a waste of money, but if you'd like me to wear lingerie, then that is what I'll do from here on."

"I'd like that very much Ed, it turns me on just knowing when we go out that you're wearing sexy undies no one else will ever see. Karen called them her "take me home and fuck me underwear", with only one guy who could look at them. ME."

Edwina smiled big. "I like to dress in a taunting manner, but not provocative, or slutty. I like to show off my attributes, for one person and one person only, my lover. That's you Jimmie, and it will give me great pleasure wearing the sexiest undies I can find just for you. Wouldn't my students be shocked if they knew how seductive Mrs. Jenkins was underneath the outer clothes. Mmm,hmmm, I'm going to enjoy pleasing you."

Ed stood up, finished removing Karen's underwear and then started sorting hers. She had one of the smaller drawers filled with her cotton panties and bras, but only a couple of lingerie items to put in the large upper drawer.

"Jimmie, I know this is going to sound premature, but it's plain to see that I need more of the proper underwear. We'll be able to see Hump earlier tomorrow, if we visit him throughout the morning and leave around noon we can get to the mall by one thirty."

"The mall, why do we need to go to the mall?"

"Victoria's Secret Jimmie."

I pushed on my dick and groaned, this woman sure knew how to make my dick hard.

"Oh Jimmie, it would be a tragedy to waste that hard cock, but we need to go see Hump, if you promise it will get hard again tonight, old Ed will happily drain you of all that baby batter."

Edwina grabbed Jim's dick through his pants and pulled him toward the front door.

Hump was not doing well at all. The attending nurse told Edwina she'd seen this hundreds of times. Once life's issues had all been settled, they simply resigned themselves to their fate and drifted away. Too tired and worn out to fight any longer.

Ed wanted to see him, the nurse cautioned her, "he probably won't know who you are, don't be shocked. He's been in and out all day, has no idea where he is or why he's here. Steel yourself before you go into that room or you'll fall apart, and I'll have to remove you."

Edwina was not ready for the sudden onset of Humphrey's demise. She wondered why the rapid decline in his ability to live, having talked to him just yesterday afternoon.

The nurse did the best she could to explain, "By the time we get most patients they've gotten all of their affairs in order, are too tired to fight anymore, and just stop. I'm assuming you're Edwina? He's said only two words since last night, both were your name. I've watched hundreds of patients in this stage, I would say he'll be gone in the next hour, two at most. You'll want to say your goodbyes now, and then simply release him, he's fighting to stay alive waiting for you to let him go."

Jim knew she was right, he'd watched his mother go through the same thing when his dad died. Jim took Edwina in his arms, calmed her down and then lead her down the hall to Humps room. The nurse smiled, greeted them and told Ed she was just about to call her.

Edwina crawled up on the bed with Hump and just lay there with him, stroking his face, telling him she'd be alright, it was okay to let go. As soon as Ed said those words Hump's breath rate slowed and so did his heart. Hump took his last breath about 20 minutes later. Edwina lay there by his side for the next hour or so, not crying, not talking, just laying with the man she'd spent the better part of her life with.

Jim left the room, not wanting to interrupt Ed's time of grief. This was the same facility both of his parents had died in, he walked around, recognizing some of the nurses, saying hello and talking about family stuff.

Edwina found Jim some time later, putting her arm through his and holding him tight to herself. She worried not what anyone might think or say, she and Jim were together now, come hell or high water. As they walked to the car Ed spoke,

"I've made my peace with Hump dying, it's been coming for quite a while. He and I talked about it a lot, but facing the real thing is so much more difficult. Hump and I agreed on cremation, it's early enough in the day I think the funeral homes are still open. Let's swing by Fredrichs and see if we can set it up."

By the time they'd finished up with all the details it was well after 7. Jim suggested a quiet meal at home, Edwina wanted a steak to commemorate Hump. He loved a good porterhouse. The only place they knew they could get in to without a reservation was Texas Road House.

It was a quiet meal, Jim had the New York Strip, Ed ordered the porterhouse, surprisingly eating nearly half of it. She smiled as she teased Jim about having left over steak for lunch on Sunday, but he'd have to make a sandwich because he had eaten all his steak.

It was after 9 when they drug themselves home. Both were quiet as they got ready for bed, Edwina in panties and a tee, Jim in just his briefs. Ed scooted right into Jim's arms, snuggling up next to him. Her breaths were deep and long, she hadn't been in his arms 10 minutes and she was already out like a light.

With morning came the reality of Humps demise. There were more tears, but there was laughing as well while they reminisced. Jim asked if Edwina wanted to go back to the hospice facility for any reason. She responded she didn't.

"Hump is no longer there, no reason for me to be there. The cremation details are all settled, my late husband is gone, and my husband to be is sitting next to me. As crass as this sounds, in my opinion I need to nurture that relationship, not pine about the previous. Does it hurt, absolutely, will I cry, without a doubt, will I get through this, with you by my side I have no doubt."

"No Jim, it's early in the day. I want you to take me to the mall and we're going to do exactly as we planned. If you don't mind me being clingy, I'm pretty sure I'll be alright."

Jim bent, put his arms beneath her butt and lifted her straight up. Their faces were now eye to eye, Jim kissed her tenderly and set her down.

"Your wish is my command my darling. We'll go where you want, do what you like, and share this day together with Humps memory."

As Ed was dressing Jim sat on the bed watching. She smiled and put on a mini show, she wasn't in the mood for romance, but she didn't mind teasing Jimmie a little. She deliberately pulled down her night panties extra slow, putting on clean lacy red boy shorts just as slowly. Sitting next to Jim she meticulously put on her red thigh highs, checking herself out several times for Jim's approval. The red sheer bra came next, followed by a brightly multi colored mid thigh summer dress with red and yellow hues. She stood in front of Jim, "zip me please, and no roaming hands." Edwina finished the ensemble with a pair of red 2" heels. Ed was glad they were going shopping, she was wearing just about all of the lingerie she presently owned.

Jim did good zipping her up until he put his hands on her butt and rubbed a little. Ed pushed back into his hands gently, then turned, kissed him and said, "I love you."

They held hands or clung to each other all afternoon, looking very much like a couple in love.

There wasn't much laughter, but there was emotional attachment, a learning of one another, a sense of belonging with no one else. Jim couldn't help but notice men staring at her, it made him proud to have this little sex kitten as his. They decided to be young and have supper in the mall food court. Laughing and snickering as they had Terriaki Chicken, fried rice and a soft drink, on styrofoam plates and cups, with plastic cutlery. Neither had eaten at a food court for years, it was fun to do something silly and different.

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Edwina slept most of the way home, arriving around 9:30. Ed wondered if Jim had to work on Monday. Jim told her he didn't, he'd called Bob and gotten the day off.

"Jimmie, I know it's been a long day and we're both tired. Would you think it wicked of me to ask you to make love to me tonight? I need to belong to someone now that Hump is gone."

"No love, I would consider it a privilege to make love to you."

Edwina stood in front of Jim, arms at her sides. Jim turned her around, unzipped her dress and gently slid it off her body, laying it across the chair back. As he stood behind her again he lovingly cupped her breasts, gently kneading, squeezing, fondling as he tweaked her nipples. He could feel the areolas tighten and start to harden just as the nipples were doing. Undoing her bra, he stepped in front of her sitting on the bed, tit height. He removed her bra and those gorgeous 32 B's stood directly in front of him, begging for attention.

Jim didn't have to do anything at this point, Ed stepped forward slightly, placing a nipple directly into Jim's mouth. He softly fondled whichever breast wasn't in his mouth.

"You can squeeze a little harder Jimmie, and pull my nipples, I like that."

Ed was moaning and breathing erratically when Jim pulled away, sliding his hands to the edges of her panties. Hooking his thumbs into the waist band he looked into Edwina's eyes. She smiled big and nodded her head, "that's the only way they come off honey."

Jim took his time sliding them down her legs and off her body. He kissed her muff, rubbed his face in it and breathed it's essence deeply.

"My gosh man, you do love pussy hair don't you."

Leaving the thigh highs on Jim stood, picked Ed up and gently lay her on the bed. As soon as his clothes were off he grabbed her legs and pulled that tiny frame to the edge of the bed. He put her feet on his shoulders, placed his hands under her butt, then slid his tongue right into her slippery snatch. Ed moaned and pushed her hips up to meet Jim's tongue.

"Oh Jimmie, you do know how to make a girl feel wanted. That tongue is heavenly, slide your hands up and play with my tits. This is the kind of stress relief I love."

It didn't take long for Ed to begin jerking, thrashing around, and holding her breath. Jim knew it was right there and continued his attack on the clit. Her hips rose, then started to pump up and down, her nipples became rock hard and she let out a scream.

"Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh, Oh my goodness, Oh that is so good Jimmie."

Jim felt her tense up and begin bucking again, knowing she was experiencing a second orgasm.

Jim moved her lifeless body to the center of the bed and lay next to her. Stroking her hair, whispering sweet words, telling her he loved her. In no time at all she was sound asleep, followed shortly by him.

Jim woke up about midnight to find Edwina out of bed. Searching through the house he found Ed on the patio, sipping a cup of coffee.

"Hello sweetheart. Did I wake you when I got out of bed? I needed to get a bit of fresh air and process the last two days. It has been a lot to absorb."

"Was the sex too much too early Edwina?"

"No Jim, in fact I think it was exactly what I needed. Now, I need to finish what I started a few hours ago. Jimmie, I want you to make love to me right here on our patio. Take the cushions off the lounge chairs and put them on the concrete. Jimmie ... I want it doggy and I want it deep. Paint my insides with your sperm. Maybe old lady Anderson left her windows open and we'll wake her up. The nosy old hag."

Ed still had the thigh highs on, what a sight, her on her hand and knees with those sexy tantalizing nylons. Her little ass was in the air wiggling around teasing Jim, he slipped his tongue over her labia a few times to get her wet, she sucked his dick a few strokes doing the same. Jim moved around behind and slid into her slowly, stopping about half way so her body could adjust, she quickly pushed back claiming the rest. He was balls deep, she was breathing heavy, but wiggling her hips and moaning. When she began to stroke herself back and forth Jim knew it was okay to start drilling that hungry little pussy.

The more they went the deeper it got, she was throwing her ass back into Jim, grunting with every stroke. Suddenly Ed stopped and looked back.

"Are you okay Ed, did I hurt you?"

"Jimmie, have you ever done doggy flat foot, like you were squatting over me?"

"No, but I'd like to try?"

"Hump did it like that when we were younger, talk about deep, I thought his cock was in my throat. Stand up, squat right over my ass and put your dick inside my pussy. Mm hmm, just like that. Now move forward about an inch, see how open I am and how deep you go? Now Jimmie, go slow, but deep the first few strokes, when my pussy is ready you'll see my back arch and my pussy will be wide open. Once that happens, hammer me until we cum."

As Jim slowly moved in and out he was surprised by how deep he was going and how much Edwina was moaning and groaning with every stroke. Then Jim felt it, her back arched, her knees spread ever so slightly, her pussy tilted more in line with his cock, she was wide open.

Jim picked up the pace and pounded her for all he was worth. Ed was crying out in bliss, throwing her head back, pushing back into his cock as much as possible with every stroke. Jim had his hands on either side of her rib cage and couldn't believe how deep he was inside her, his pelvis was becoming sore from pounding. As his balls churned he could hear Ed hold her breath and start to quiver, a sure sign she was on the edge.

"Jimmie, are you ready, are you gonna cum in my pussy?"

Jim didn't need to answer, she felt him tense up, as he did she went over the edge, he followed right behind bellowing into the night. Ed wasn't holding back either, "AHHHH, AHHHH, Oh my, Oh my, Yes, Yes, Yes. Oh Jimmie, that was perfect, I can feel your baby juice so deep inside my pussy. I've never been fucked that hard before."

With that Edwina collapsed onto the cushion, almost as though she'd passed out. Jim carried her into the bedroom, removed her nylons,cleaned her with a warm washcloth, put some nighttime panties on her, put her head on a pillow and lay next to her under the covers. As he leaned over to turn out the light he heard her whisper, "thank you lover."

Edwina was walking what she referred to as "gingerly" the next day. They went shopping to get her a black dress for the memorial service, Jim already had a black suit. Every so often she'd have to stop and give her aching pussy a rest.

"Dammit, you drove your cock into my chest last night, I can't believe I let you fuck me like that."

"It was your idea my love. So, does that mean it was a one time thing?"

"Oh hell no, but it sure isn't going to be every week either. I'd be on crutches within a month."

Both got a good laugh over that and continued with their day. Jim had to work the rest of the week, Edwina spent her time going through the old house, getting it ready to list for sale. Jim enjoyed coming home to the smell of supper being cooked, or ready.

They didn't make love that week, Ed sucked Jim off one night, but she didn't want anything for herself. She spent a lot of time on Jim's lap in nothing but her baby doll top. Talking, watching TV, or napping. Jim would caress her breasts, stroke her hair, or put his hand on her pussy. Not probing, just resting still or gently playing and lightly tugging on the hair. Ed liked that and always wiggled her tiny butt when he did it.

At breakfast Saturday morning they were going over the days plans. Get the junk from the old place hauled to the dump/recycling center, move the remainder of what she wanted to keep into a storage unit, and stage the house to be shown.

Edwina stood, grabbed their dishes and put them in the dishwasher, motioning with her hand for Jim to scoot back as she returned to the table. Leaning over she pulled his underwear down, slapping his thigh when he didn't lift so she could pull them off. Being in just her baby doll with no panties she sat on his lap facing him.

"Hey little girl, want to sit on my lap and talk about the first thing that pops up?" Jim asked.

"How about I slide the first thing that pops up into my pussy instead?" Jim's dick was standing straight up by now and Edwina slid down that shaft with ease. Jim wondered how she'd been so wet.

"Been thinking of this for two days, that's how. I'm one of the fortunate gals my age who can still produce some moisture within my vagina. Not like it was 30 years ago, but once aroused I can stay wet."

After about 5 minutes of Ed bouncing on Jim's cock she stood up, leaned over the table and said, "take it, it's yours, just be gentle lover."

Jim sawed in and out of her for nearly 15 minutes before they were both in ecstasy, Jim blowing his wad all over the inside of her pussy, Edwina twitching, gyrating, thrusting her tiny ass, and moaning her all too familiar sounds of gratitude. It seemed to have become their habit, that Jim would pick her up after intercourse, carry her to the bedroom, and lovingly clean her up.

The school year was a few weeks away from beginning, and though Edwina could have requested a 90 day bereavement leave, she chose not to. Jim stayed busy wrapping up the new homes that were started earlier in the year. The house sold within three weeks, a young couple with two kids and another on the way. Jim and Ed loved sitting on the patio listening to the squeals and sounds of kids playing. The young man was a recent journeyman electrician, Jim had seen him often throughout the summer at different job sites.