The Lady Across the Hall Ch. 02

He said, "We will have to shower quickly, we have a reservation at my favorite restaurant in an hour. I'll get the water hot." He turned from her and she watched his beautiful thick thighs and hard ass amble nakedly to the bathroom. There was nothing quite as beautiful to her as the body of a young well-built man of his age.

Muriel glanced in the mirror and smiled to herself. There stood the dull Muriel with bare breasts, naked hips and legs, skirt around her waist and still wearing her heels. A trace of cum was half way down her inner thigh. She thought, 'must be what a hooker looks like after screwing a client.' Who would have believed it? She couldn't. She stripped and followed her young lover into the shower.

The apartment was new and modern with a large bathroom and spacious glassed in shower stall. Jim was already soaped down as he slid the entry door open for her, his eyes drinking in her gaunt naked body. Muriel looked down at his soft cock as she entered. "Why are you smiling at my cock?" said Jim, "it can't be hard all the time you know."

"Relax," she said, "I want to dine at that restaurant, I'm hungry and it will take me a while to clean up and get ready. So no more sex until we come back. Then I'll do something about an erection for you."

He grinned, "Oh, there'll be one before that lover. Come here, let me wash you down." He pulled her in and turned her around. He grasped a soft soapy washcloth and began to soap her back and butt. "Spread a bit," he said, "need to wash your pussy out." She did as ordered, leaning ahead against the shower as his hand slipped between her legs to rub her pussy and inner thighs. She closed her eyes and bit her lip at the pleasurable feeling. His hands now slipped up under her arms and she felt the soft cloth rub her breasts and tease her nipples before sliding down to her belly and bush.

"Oh, oh," he whispered, "Seem to be getting some reaction." He turned her around and pulled her against him, her slippery breasts rubbing his chest and his now hard cock jammed against her belly.

Muriel pushed him away and stepped out of the shower. She smiled and said, "I told you nothing until later," and grasped a big towel to dry off. She pulled on a robe and sat down at the vanity to dry her hair and work on her makeup. She kept a wary eye on him as he exited the shower and made a big production of drying off, twisting his back against the towel resulting in his cock swinging wildly in front of him. He was suddenly behind her to pull the robe off of her shoulders and bare her tits. She felt his cock pressed against her back but pretended to ignore him.

She looked up at him in the mirror, grinning down at her as if reading her mind. She smiled up at him, "Okay, okay, I have a solution." She turned around on the stool, grasped his cock in one hand, lifted it up and licked his balls, before running her tongue up the bottom of his shaft. She circled his knob with her lips and tongue and then slowly pulled it into her mouth while she jerked him off with one hand. It caught him unawares and before he realized it he was holding her head and watching her suck him in the mirror, his knees already weakening to the point he had to brace to remain standing.

Muriel was relentless, keeping about a quarter of his cock in her mouth, circling the knob with her tongue while jerking him off with one hand. She knew that he was close to coming when his cock began to throb and vibrate. She slipped her free hand around behind his butt, her fingernails pushing between his cheeks until she located his butt hole and pressed one finger in. He cried out, "I'm coming, I'm coming," Jim's knees bent forward as he released his sperm. Muriel continued stroking and sucking as each link of hot cream spurted into the back of her throat.

She peered upward at him with smiling eyes, still sliding her lips back and forth along his shrinking shaft. "Liked that did you?" she said, and then took it back in. There was only a soft moan in response. She loved pleasing someone who wanted to be pleased and felt very strong and positive, a feeling she had not experienced for the many years prior to that first night with this young stud.

"Now, let me alone to prepare myself. It takes a lot longer now than it used to, more to do," she said. She had never acknowledged the age difference between the two before, but suddenly felt that she must. She continued, "I'm amazed that you want to be seen with me in public. Surely people you know will wonder why you are escorting an older woman."

Jim looked surprised at her comment. "What do you mean? I don't care what people think and in fact I hope that we do meet someone I know this weekend. I would love to be seen with you, except not in Lori's world," he smiled. He continued, "If people believe that I am getting into your panties, so much the better! It will make me feel very manly."

Muriel responded, "Oh they'll know alright. They'll know when they see my face when I look at you. You've improved my life one hundred percent with your lovemaking. They'll know what you are doing to me, using me for your pleasure," all said with a grin. "Now let me get ready."

He was enthralled at his first experience watching a woman prepare for a formal night out. And Muriel strung it out in a reversal of a stripper 'taking it off'. Fussing with her hair and makeup with her tits pushed out ahead of her, struggling unnecessarily to get her lace trimmed lime green panties on properly while bending to display her bare cheeks. And finally, tucking her tits one by one into the bra cups before stretching to engage the hooks behind her. He was hard by the time she pulled the form fitting dress down over her long body. He was speechless and very aroused. She felt like a woman.

They took a cab to a high end Italian restaurant, where they were escorted to a discreetly located candle-lit corner table. Muriel felt beautiful for the first time in many years. She told herself that the subdued lighting was impacting Jim's perception of her, and smiled inwardly.

It was a beautiful evening, one that she had never believed that she would ever experience. There was the intimate setting, wine, great food with excellent service and a hot young man across the table who could not keep his eyes off of her. His knee pressed between her legs, a constant reminder of his desire. His hot burning hand occasionally reached under the table to feel her leg from knee to part way up her thigh. They leaned ahead over the table to kiss softly. The thought of the night to come filled her mind, she could hardly contain herself, but at the same time she did not want this dinner to ever end.

Jim smiled at her and whispered, "Do you think others here know I will be getting into your panties later?" He kissed her again, their lips parting and tongue tips meeting.

Their eyes locked, both smiling as Muriel responded, "What panties?"

Jim almost looked shocked, "You're kidding."

Muriel opened her purse enough for him to catch a glimpse of her pale green panties. He leaned towards her again, his hand back under the table, she felt his fingers slip up under her skirt. She bit her lip as she spread wide enough for him to touch her wet pussy.

"You enjoy doing this to me don't you," Jim moaned, "Let's finish and go home, I need to get something into you." He hooked one finger up inside of her.

Muriel smiled as he removed his finger, "In bed though, not against the door again, as wonderful as it was. I want the full treatment in bed. I want your fingers and tongue in my pussy and my nipples in your mouth. And then, and then," her words faded off unspoken.

As Jim paid the tab before they left, the waiter, a young guy that he remembered from previous evenings here smiled and said, "Enjoy your evening sir. I'm sure that you will," as he raised his eyes to the heavens and kissed his fingertips.

Muriel was more relaxed in the cab ride home, it was dark and the cabbie would not see their roaming hands. She allowed his hand to remain under her skirt the entire time, their tongues and lips engaged constantly, while the need for each other achieved epic proportions.

She watched the entire seduction in the mirror as he undressed her as if unwrapping a delicate gift. She had never been worshipped like this in her life while able to both see and feel his hands and lips caress and fondle every part of her body. He sucked her nipples, licked under her breasts, then kissed and licked down her belly to nuzzle between her legs. She raised one foot on a stool to spread and to allow his searching tongue to lick along and penetrate her slippery pussy. She watched as she pulled his head tight to her crotch, rubbing her pussy on his flattened tongue.

He lifted her and laid her on the bed, her head on the pillow, hair loosened and spread each side of her face. He stood calmly beside the bed and stripped. She drank in the detail of his chest hairs partially covering his muscular pectorals, his slim waist setting off the hint of a "six-pack", and his long muscled arms stretching to drop his pants to the floor. He stood facing her as he pulled out the band of his shorts to expose the purple knob of his cock, before pushing them down to his feet. Muriel twisted a nipple in her fingers, raised her knees and spread wide, desperate and ready to take him in her.

"Enough teasing," she demanded, "Put that cock in me and fuck me." He settled between her legs on his knees, sliding the bottom of his cock back and forth along her greasy slit, and then slowly sliding it back until the knob was pressing against her lips seeking entry into her hole. Muriel could feel the pressure of it, moved her hips to position her pussy to receive him, arched her back to consume the knob and then reached behind him to dig her fingernails into his ass while pulling the hard shaft into her.

Two or three thrusts and he was totally buried inside of her. He lowered his body until his chest was crushing her tits, their bellies glued together and her legs hooked up over his back and heels digging into the back of his thighs. They fucked slowly and tenderly, deliberately stretching out the ecstasy, wanting to continue forever but only delaying the eruption that was certain to follow.

They turned to their sides facing each other, her leg now up over his hip to provide a different feel to the same pleasure. She pushed him to his back, mounting him with her knees each side of his hips, bracing her arms on his shoulders as she rose and fell. His thumb found her clit and teased it as she rode him. They were desperate now, his balls tightening as the inevitable release closed in on them, she lowering her body down to tease his chest with her pointy nipples while her ass bounced up and down at a faster clip.

Muriel cried out as her orgasm seized her, clutching him, biting his shoulders as his hot hands grasped and spread her cheeks, seeking to get deeper to deposit his load.

He rolled her quickly to her back, her legs stretched up over his body as he drove his cock into her with each belt of cum. Muriel arched up to meet his final surge and release, holding that position until he was fully off, her pussy clamped tightly around his vibrating cock.

They lay there, still clasped together, milking the last sensations of a stiff cock in a hot pussy. "Leave it in as long as you can," Muriel purred. "That was as good as it gets."

"Wait until tomorrow morning after I wake you up and screw you before you decide on awarding the gold medal." Jim was recalling that first time he had slept all night with a woman and the pleasure of early morning sex.

The excitement of the long day had exhausted them. Muriel nestled into his body in a fetal position, her ass cheeks buried in his lap. "We're all sticky she moaned, should we shower again?" His hand grasped a tit and he said, "Go to sleep, we'll just get messy again anyway."