The Photo Shop Ch. 33

Saturday morning bright and early the taxi picked me up to take me to the airport for my morning flight to Rome. When I arrived at Fiumicino airport, Catharina was already waiting for me in the arrival hall. We were both very happy to see each other again, resulting in a passionate kiss.

"How was your flight?"

"Fine nothing special, there was a very cute purser on board though. We had a very nice conversation: I was virtually alone in business class, so she wasn't very busy."

"And what did you talk about? Don't tell me you talked her out of her uniform and took photos?"

"No, not exactly, but she gave me her card, hinting that she could be persuaded to pose in or out of uniform, when she was staying overnight in Brussels or if I was in Rome and free for the evening."

"What do they say, a leopard cannot change it's spots?"

"You know me far too well for my own good."

"Ah yes, a little late, but that's your own fault, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

"Oh please don't remind me, I'm an old man now."

"No, you're not, on the contrary, I'm an old woman."

"Absolutely not, I was just on a cruise with a 52-year-old woman and we did expand our borders I can assure you."

"Oh please do tell."

When we got in the car I started telling Catharina about the cruise and our adventures with Lori and Mel, not forgetting about our experience with Jeff and Rachel, plus, most importantly, our visits to Mickey and Donald. By the time we arrived at their restaurant, it was lunchtime and I was treated to a scrumptious Italian lunch prepared by the chef Mario himself and served by the most beautiful Gina, who gave me a bear hug and a kiss right on the smacker. She whispered in my ear that the coming evening was for her mother but Sunday evening I was hers. I was so happy that I hadn't forgotten to pack my blue pills. The afternoon was spent with the family talking about my trip to the States. Catharina and Mario wanted all the details as they too had booked a Transatlantic crossing, departing from Rome Civitavecchia to Fort Lauderdale with the 'Odyssey of the Seas' at the end of October.

"You're gonna have a ball, that's a much bigger ship than the 'Brilliance of the Seas' that I was on with Grace."

"Is Grace your girlfriend now?" Mario wanted to know.

"Not exactly, we are friends, yes, but we are not in a relationship," I replied, trying to be diplomatic.

"No Mario, Lew is and always will be a bachelor, they are FWB," Catharina informed her husband.

"FWB, what the hell is FWB? I never understand all these abbreviations, especially in English."

"Friends with benefits?" whispered Gina in her father's ear.

"Oh...I understand," Mario said, blushing slightly. Well, Mario was real old school when it comes to sex, he would never imagine I had had a similar relationship with his wife ever since Catharina and I met when she was 19, and now more recently with his daughter as well. As I'd known Catharina longer than Mario, we strangely didn't even regard it as cheating, besides it only happened occasionally, very occasionally since they got married.

The thing with his daughter was different, she's as free as a bird. You might object because of the age difference, but there are numerous cases of older gentlemen playing with a young filly and that's without even mentioning sugar daddies, where it's really all about the money. With Gina and me it was only for fun, and even her mother didn't have a problem with it. In fact, it wasn't much different from my relationship with Grace and Nancy.

By 3 o'clock Catharina had taken me to the hotel where she used to work, and we agreed to meet for dinner around eight. She was going to take me back to our favorite little restaurant, followed by...who knows what she had in store for me?

At eight she was waiting for me in the hotel lobby - we didn't have to meet on the corner of the street as we used to when we met for the first time. Antonio was present like he was so many years ago and more recently when I was in Rome for Catharina's fiftieth birthday. There were still no menus in English, but we decided to let Antonio prepare what Antonio wanted to prepare. We knew it would be delicious as usual and we were not mistaken. After the fantastic meal, we walked back to the hotel hand in hand like two young lovers. Now the age difference didn't seem as big as it was thirty years ago. Catharina came up to my room and I took my camera out, looking at her.

"Do you still want to photograph this old gal?" she asked with a smile.

"Catharina, for me you are still as beautiful and enticing as you were thirty years ago, so would you please disrobe for me again? Don't forget I am the proverbial leopard."

Just like thirty years ago she turned her back to me and slowly pulled the zipper of her dress down, revealing her still enticing back. Once the zip was down, even revealing a small portion of her panties, and before she could turn around, I shot some photos, switching to video when she lowered the top of her dress and slid it off of her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Oh my God, she still looked breathtaking, what am I thinking, of course, she still looked fantastic in her underwear. Although I only saw her boobs only a few months ago I was getting very excited to see them again in a few seconds.

"OK, birthday boy, your turn to shed some clothes, this time I'm not going to be totally naked with you fully dressed."

"Maybe you're right, time to change this habit of mine of getting girls in the nude while I stay dressed, care to help me?"

She was in front of me like lightning, undoing the buttons of my shirt and pulling it off my shoulders; my pants followed quickly.

"Hey but now we are unequal again," I protested.

"What do you mean unequal?"

"I'm topless and you're not."

"So what're you waiting for then? Remove my bra, I know you're dying to see my boobs again."

"How did you guess, and yes you've got magnificent boobs darling, and yes I'd like to get my hands on them, you may not believe it but I missed them."

"Flattery will get you everything."

"Will it? Can I take off your panties too please?"

"Since you ask so nicely, I won't stop you, but I'll trade them for your boxers."

"OK fair deal, but I go first."

"Oh my God you're incorrigible, get the girl naked first and stay dressed, even if it's only in boxers."

By removing Catharina's panties I finally had the arousing pleasure of rediscovering her enticing nicely shaved muff. Before rising for her to take my boxers off, I couldn't resist giving it a quick peck on the lips. She rewarded me with a light moan. When she then proceeded to remove my boxers, my one-eyed snake sprang out ready, willing, and able to pleasure her lady flower.

"I'm happy to see that my old body can still get your man meat to stand at attention."

"What is it with you Catharina, you look gorgeous, why do you think of yourself in that way?" I said taking the opportunity to snap a few more pictures.

"It's Mario, he doesn't look at me in the way he did anymore. He used to pat my bottom every time I came by, but that' seems to have stopped. I think he doesn't want me anymore."

"Maybe it's time for Mario to do something different, maybe he worries too much about the restaurant, he needs to rediscover you. That cruise you're planning will get him out of that daily rut I think he is in. How long have you had the restaurant now?"

"25 years."

"And how many times have you gone on vacation together?"

"Now that you mention it, never, we never went on vacation."

"You see, you never had time for each other, and up to now it's all been a big adventure, first your studies as a sommelier, then starting up the restaurant and building a clientele, then the kids, giving birth, making sure they were healthy and stayed that way, pushing them to study and getting Marco ready to take over the business. He's ready now, he can take over and Mario needs to let go, I trust that the cruise you're taking will make a big difference to your relationship. It will be just the two of you again like it was in the beginning: no worries about kids, or studies or setting up a business, just you Mario and the sea. And believe me, what they say about the vibrations of these cruise ships making women horny, it's true, and not only women but men too. it will be up to you to add a little spice by flaunting your gorgeous body in front of him, preferably in skimpy clothing. I guarantee he'll get interested in you again."

"Yeah, maybe you're right, and it's all because we got in a rut, but the cruise is still weeks away, so please make love to me as only you can."

I took Catharina in my arms and kissed her tenderly, our naked bodies touching, feeling so familiar. She held my head with both hands, while I caressed her back from her shoulders to her buns, which I gave a playful squeeze. After reacquainting our tongues with each other for a few minutes, we separated and moved to the bed. I made her lie down and opened her legs, feasting my eyes on her pink pussy. After climbing between her thighs, she lifted and spread her knees, giving me total access to the pussy I'd been fantasizing about for the past week. Her cunt lips were already slightly moist, giving away that she had indeed been aroused by the caresses I had given her and the kisses we had exchanged.

I took my time to bring her to the heights she was expecting by first blowing hot air on her prized jewel, followed by teasing her with my tongue in the valley between her thighs and outer labia licking around them, while carefully avoiding her little orgasm trigger, still hiding under its hood. Peeling open her lips, her lady flower opened up like a beautiful butterfly spreading its wings, revealing her inner sanctum to me. That gave me the first hints of her musky, womanly perfume. Concentrating more on her inner labia, I held them with my lips and pulled at them like I would her nipples. Going all the way south, I stuck my tongue deep into her intimate folds, her tangy flavor flooding my taste buds. After a quick dash to her perineum, drawing whimpers of pleasure from her lips, I went in search of her little love pearl. Sliding the hood upwards with my thumb allowed it to show its enticing head, all ready to be sucked into my hot mouth which resulted in a more vocal response.

"Oh yes Lew, keep going, I want more...pleeease!" she screamed while holding my head with both hands firmly at the top of her snatch.

As I was enjoying myself too, I didn't bother to try to escape her hold on me - on the contrary, I increased my efforts on her clit, alternating the sucking and licking with tender bites with my teeth. As if on automatic pilot, my hands moved to the two orbs sitting so enticingly on her chest and began caressing them, searching for the tender nubs crowning their tips. They felt rock hard, just waiting to be squeezed. I could feel her body going rigid, her breathing increasing as she pulled in her stomach - a clear indication of her mounting arousal. She pulled my face so hard into her box that I began to experience breathing problems! Pinching her nipples hard, she gave a loud yelp but let go a bit so I could resume my normal breathing, only to arch her back shortly after, beginning to shiver and shake. Her whole body tensed as she reached an earth-shattering orgasm, flooding my face and mouth with her womanly juices and almost drowning me.

I tried to stay alive until her orgasm had run its course and she released my head, going completely limp like a rag doll. I got up on my knees between her legs, watching her panting, her eyes closed with the occasional orgasmic shivers still going through her naked body. After five minutes she opened her eyes and looked at me with a big smile on her face.

"Oh my God Lew, I needed that, I haven't had one of those since my fiftieth birthday; thank you."

"Seriously? You haven't had sex with Mario since my last visit? I hope he doesn't know about us?"

"No, he doesn't, and yes I haven't had sex with him since, that's why I was so unhappy and fear that he doesn't want me anymore."

"I can't imagine he doesn't want you anymore, he is always so helpful and friendly."

"I'm not complaining that he's not helpful or friendly, but it's the intimacy I miss when I'm naked in the bathroom he used to grab my tits or my pussy, or slap my bottom, but he doesn't do that anymore."

"Don't worry, I'm sure it'll all come back when you are on vacation and he doesn't have to worry about his business anymore."

"I don't know, he'll worry about how Marco is doing while he's not there."

"Well, you'll have to tempt him, flaunt your sexy body at him, or even try to make him a bit jealous or proud when you'll walk around the pool on the ship drawing looks from all the men there."

"Do you really think I can still do that, draw the attention of men?"

"Darling you're gorgeous, you're one hot piece of ass if ever I saw one. Don't forget the majority of the men on board will be over seventy with matching wrinkled wives, for them, you'll be a sight for sore eyes, you might even see a few swimming trunks start to bulge when you walk by."

"Speaking of bulging swimming trunks I see something nice and big and hard between your legs, can I have a taste please?"

Almost before her sentence was finished she'd bent forward and engulfed the head of my cock in her hot mouth, swirling her tongue around the engorged head. I may be a master in cunnilingus, but she was definitely a champion in fellatio: what she was doing felt so good, I had to scramble to keep my wits about me. It was so arousing to see my hard cock disappear between her luscious lips as she gobbled it up until her lips touched my pubes. As she then slid back again, it seemed to take forever to come out completely, giving me the impression my cock was a lot longer than it was in reality. Catharina had the knack of making a man feel like a king with the biggest, strongest penis in the whole world.

Her tongue worked miracles, circling the bulbous head, licking along the shaft, and when she was at the base she took each of my balls tenderly into her hot mouth, giving them each a saliva bath, before returning to the tip. She then took my manhood all the way in again, after which she began rapidly bobbing her head, a motion which gave me immense pleasure.

After she'd been blowing me for ten minutes I stopped her by taking hold of her head and pulling her up to mine to kiss her again. After the kiss, she pulled away looking straight into my eyes, questioning why I had stopped her sucking my dick.

"Darling Catharina, I want to make love to you, I want this to be more than just sex between us, I'm not only in love with your body, I'm in love with you." There, I'd said it, and I could see the shock in her eyes.

"Oh my God Lew, you mustn't, you can't be, I'm married."

"I know, but I can't change it. I fell in love with you when I saw you that first morning so many years ago in the hotel restaurant. I was stupid and let you go, but times were different then: I worked in an international job, you lived in Italy had your dream of becoming a sommelier, but if I could do it again I would have done it differently."

"I knew it, I felt there was more to this, especially when you kept coming back to Italy, even if it wasn't for a business reason. Why didn't you ever say something?"

"What if I had? Would you not have fallen in love with Mario and married him? I don't think so. When I attended your wedding I could see you were head over heels in love with him, his and your love was like fireworks, majestic, mind-boggling, you were meant for each other. At that moment it was clear to me that only Mario could give you the life I couldn't give you."

"I don't know what to say..."

"Don't say anything, there is nothing to say, I can't change the past, and neither can you. The one thing I'm grateful for is to know Mario made you happy and you made him happy, I see it when I see you together, and if you are on a bit of a bumpy road for the moment, I'm convinced you'll come together again and rediscover the love you have for him and he for you."

Not wanting to go any further down that road I kissed her tenderly basically shutting her up and began to caress her softly, my hands wandering all over her body, trying to replace any doubts or regrets with passion. Seeing our age, it could well be our last time together enjoying each other carnally, so I wanted it to be special, something she would not easily forget and that could carry her through the coming weeks before she went on what I think of as a potential second honeymoon for them.

I knew she had very sensitive earlobes, so I moved my attention to that part of her, first nibbling on them before moving to her neck and shoulders. My left hand had ventured to her right boob where I felt the nipple coming back to life, her arousal beginning to grow. Always trying to keep a perfect balance, (I am after all born under the sign of Libra), I latched onto her left boob with my mouth, tickling the nipple with my tongue. That got me the right kind of noise in the form of mousy little squeaks escaping her lips. While I switched boob, replacing my hand with my mouth, the freed-up hand wandered slowly over her ribs and abdomen, drawing some giggles from her while I felt her flat stomach undulating. She gasped audibly as I slid my hand along her body, over the curve of her hip towards that magical place where her legs came together. When I reached her pussy I used the knuckle of my finger to slide between her vaginal lips. Leaving her boobs I moved closer to her mound, her aroma became overpowering making me open my mouth and press my lips on top of her pink slit.

"Oh my God, Lew!" Catharina moaned as my lips seared her twat where they met, pressing into it and she cooed as I slipped my tongue out and started licking her. I felt a shivering pleasure rush through her as I kept licking, my tongue gently sliding along her wet slit. Placing both hands at the top of her thighs I spread them further open and began savoring every inch of her. I moaned with satisfied delight as my tongue darted around her hot muff. I licked up and down her slit entering brushing along her hot folds. My mouth was kissing her all over her womanhood, her mound, her labia, her clit, playfully taking her lips between mine and sucking them deep into my conquering mouth before releasing them.

"Yes, yes!" she cried out, clawing at the sheets while I hungrily ate her out, inflicting pleasure everywhere I touched with my naughty tongue, drawing circles around her engorged clit, making more and more juices flow out of her. Pulling her labia open with my thumbs, I dipped my tongue into her honeypot getting a mouthful of her delicious sexual juices.

"You're so beautiful, don't you ever dare to refer to yourself as old and wrinkled," I whispered as I slid my hands again over her hot body while she breathed heavily, watching me with smoldering eyes. As I reached the underside of her perky breasts I cupped them, teasing her erect nipps, pinching them between my thumb and index finger. She continued moaning and whimpering with her sweet sexy voice as I kept on squeezing her soft orbs, tenderly running my fingers over the little nubs. Returning my attention to her dripping cunt I latched on to her engorged little pleasure pearl. Catharina's moans grew louder as I attacked her clit, every inch of her body becoming more sensitive, her breathing getting shallower and shallower. I had a finger tickling her perineum, then sliding slowly into the hot channel of her vagina.

"Oh God!" she groaned in pleasure, holding her breath while her body tensed as she felt me fingering her pussy, starting with the 1 and working my way up to 3. I pressed them deep inside her sacred hole, feeling her wetness, and then slowly pulled them out. Whimpers of pleasure erupted from her lips as I repeated the action, fingering her faster before pressing my lips back to her little bundle of nerves at the top of her dripping cunt.