Trading Control for Love Pt. 01

I awoke to an alarm sounding in a distant room. Mary flung back the blanket and ran upstairs. I went to the downstairs bathroom then wandered to the kitchen where the smell of eggs and bacon was calling. A few moments later Mary appeared in an elegant long cream colored robe as I made conversation with another staff member named Sandra.

Sandra asked, "Did you sleep well, madam?"

A slightly red Mary replied, "Yes. Yes I did. One of the most restful night in years, actually."

Sandra finished the breakfast preparations complete with juice, toast, and coffee. We ate in silence.

After Sandra was thanked and dismissed, Mary took my hand and said, "Thank you for last night. I realize nothing happened but knowing you were there was very comforting. I am certain that is why I slept so well. My only regret was asking you to just cuddle. That was my mistake. But I appreciate you honoring my wish. I would like to make it up to you on our next date. Number ten, I believe. Ten has been a lucky number for me."

"Maybe it will be lucky for both of us."

We finished eating then she led me to the front door. Phillip and the car were waiting. He smiled and tipped his hat.

"Phillip will drop you off at the financial district so as to not attract attention. Thank you for a wonderful evening."

We kissed then Phillip dropped me off at one of the large bank buildings where I found an Uber and went home.

Two days later Attorney Kimbrough called.

"Robert? Meredith Kimbrough. Are you free to be with Mary Thursday evening for dinner then to her place as before?"

"Yes."

She relayed the time and place for dinner. I thanked her and hung up. The rest of the day and the next went by quickly. It was getting easier to focus on work while Mary was always in the back of my mind.

I had just gotten to the table when Mary and Percy arrived. He wore his standard "Men in Black" uniform. Mary wore a dark green jacket and skirt with matching shoes and a white top. Conversation flowed easily as she shared the various meetings and functions she attended over the past few days.

"You seem much animated compared to our last dinner date," I said.

She smiled saying, "I am. I feel a growing trust with you. It is wonderful."

The meal was finished in short order. We walked to her waiting car. Percy bade her farewell. For the first time, after we were seated and Phillip put the car in drive, Mary laced her fingers around mine and gently squeezed.

"This is different," I remarked. "I like it!"

She giggled and replied, "So do I."

"What happened since we last met?"

"I was talking with Meredith and the conversation came around to you. I shared my appreciation for you being such a gentleman. She agreed I had a good idea to express that appreciation in a physical way. So, I am holding your hand and hoping we can do more than just sit and talk tonight."

"That would be wonderful, Mary," I replied.

The car seemed to be racing a snail with the snail having a commanding lead. When we finally arrived at her house, I emerged then helped Mary out. Phillip drove away while Mary fumbled with unlocking the door.

As we walked in I asked why she had to unlock the door herself.

Smiling shyly she said, "The staff has the night off."

This evening looked better and better. She led me by the hand to the parlor. We sat on the sofa and cuddled.

"This is nice," she said. "I think this is the first time in my life I feel comfortable with a man. No fears. No expectations. Just enjoying his company."

I brought her lips up to mine. The kiss was long and passionate.

"I am not sure if I enjoyed that. Could we do it again?" she asked.

After coming up for air Mary whispered, "I enjoyed both of them equally well."

"I'm glad."

She looked down at my lap then grinned.

"It's usually a good sign when a woman looks at a man's lap and smiles," I said.

"I see an impressive erection. I must contact the Winston's tomorrow and ask they modify the crotch so your happiness is not as obvious when we are in public."

"You are so thoughtful."

We sat quietly after that. I sensed Mary had let her guard down as much as was willing. Resigned to the idea this might be the highlight of the evening it was a pleasant surprise to hear her say, "I will be changing into something more comfortable. Like last time, I will bring us a blanket. But THIS time, I would like to see you wearing only your underwear."

Her face was impish and apprehensive. And a little scarlet.

"Your wish is my command," I said leaning down for a third passionate kiss.

She finally gently pushed against my chest. We stood and kissed once more. She seemed to dance up the stairs. I emerged from the bathroom in my boxers and t-shirt putting my clothing in a neat pile on a chair near the front door. A few seconds later Mary came down wearing a beautiful dark blue opaque floor length night gown with a long front zipper. She stopped on the last step. We seemed to be feasting our eyes on the other. She came toward me and tossed the blanket onto the couch along with a box of tissues. Another simmering kiss. My fingers gently caressed and rubbed her breasts. Her hand traced my erection while we moaned. I guided her to the couch and we sat.

Another gentle push to my chest and she said, "Robert, I am still not ready to give up total control. I apologize."

"Based on what you shared about David, I understand. What would you enjoy doing tonight?"

She thought a long moment then replied, "I am not trying to be intentionally difficult. Your thoughtful response took me by surprise. To be honest, I am not ready for you to be inside me, yet. But I want to give you release from all the pent up frustration you have been through."

"Well, that would seem to narrow the field to a blow job or a hand job. Which do you prefer?"

"I am not sure I could ever do oral sex again. I tried it once with David and found smell of his pubic hair repulsive. The taste of semen was disgusting. Plus, he expected me to swallow the discharge which made me nauseous. So it seems a hand job is the only option. Is that acceptable to you?"

"I enjoy a good hand job, Mary. But this is a night for mutual satisfaction. Are you open to some French kissing, breast play, and my tongue rubbing your clit until you climax?"

She bit her lower lip then confessed, "No one has ever directly touched my clitoris except me. So I have never felt a tongue. I trust you enough to try. May I go first?"

"Certainly."

She stood and gestured for me to stretch out on the couch. She confidently pulled down my boxers then knelt on the thick carpet.

As she massaged my growing erection she confessed, "David only allowed me to perform this a few times. He felt it wasn't manly. Personally, I think it is very arousing to bring a man's penis to full attention and watch him climax. What do you think?"

"Ohhhhh.....Mary! I am simply basking in the amazing touch of one sexy beautiful woman. What were you saying?"

Her broad smile caressed my lips. She whispered, "I do not remember."

The massage continued until I was ready to explode. I warned her and the stimulation accelerated. A final warning and her magic fingers rubbed my shaft vigorously. The orgasm felt amazing! The semen pooled below my navel. Mary wiped everything up with tissue until the leaking stopped.

"That was wonderful, Mary. You have a perfect touch. Shall we switch positions?"

She stood while I pulled up the boxers. Then I stood and hugged her.

"You are one amazing woman. How far may I unzip your robe?"

She took a step back. In the most sexy action I have ever seen, she slowly pulled down the zipper to her navel. Then shrugged her shoulders and the robe pooled around her feet while she stared at the floor with hands at her sides.

"No need to worry about that," she said softly.

I took her hands and admired her toned body. She seemed comfortable yet uncertain being unclothed. This 54 year old woman was beautiful. I gently squeezed her mature breasts then played with the nipples. The pubic hair was neatly trimmed. Her torso had the right curves in the right places while her legs were gorgeous.

"You are one stunning woman."

She looked up from the floor and said, "Thank you. I do not know what else to say. Such compliments are new to me."

I helped her lay down on the carpet. We French kissed as my fingers continued exploring her breasts. While one hand continued massaging her breasts, the other hand gently rubbed her inner thighs and mons. My lips began a slow descent to her labia.

Her sensual noises signaled she enjoyed the stimulation.

I lay between her spread legs while fingers continued to stimulate her breasts. My tongue slowly rubbed against the length of her folds up to her clitoral hood. Then I repeated it again and again. When the clitoris was visible, I took it in my mouth and created a suction then slowly rubbed it with my tongue. Tracing the alphabet on the engorged clit aroused her. When I started humming, I felt a hand on my head and legs tighten against my ears. Her pelvis began jerking up and down. Finally, she released me from the vice. I peeked to see her staring at the ceiling and panting heavily.

"My GOD! THIS is what sex is really like?"

I crawled up to kiss her.

"Yes. Sex is an intimate and enjoyable experience between two people and not an ordeal."

We stood and she redressed. Then we sat on the couch and cuddled. She brought the blanket over us.

"Thank you for an unforgettable experience. I feel like a kid. All I can do is lie here with your arms around me and smile."

"You were wonderful, Mary. Thank you for an excellent hand job and allowing me to give you some pleasure."

We talked a little more about the experience then drifted off to sleep.

It was just getting light when Sandra asked, "Did you sleep well, ma'am?"

I woke up to see the grinning domestic looking at us with approval. Mary opened her eyes and stretched. The years of coping with awkward social situations kicked in as she replied, "Yes. Yes we did, Sandra. Thank you for asking."

While Sandra left for the kitchen, Mary took my hands from her breasts and lay them on her stomach. Then, in an act of pure mischief, pushed against me and shook her hips directly on my erection. Checking to be sure we were alone she pushed the blanket away and stood. This was immediately followed by a long arousing kiss.

"Thank you for a most amazing evening. Even though we went only one round, believe me when I say I want to go multiple rounds with you. And ONLY with you, Robert. I feel like a new woman. I think I am prepared for the ultimate experience the next time," she declared.

I was on my feet now, holding her hands.

I said, "And I want to share that ultimate experience only with you, Mary. You are DEFINITELY worth the wait."

We embraced and kissed again. Reluctantly, we disengaged and she went upstairs. I took my neat little bundle and changed in the nearby bathroom. Sandra finished preparing breakfast as we entered the dining area.

After breakfast, Mary saw me to the door. Before opening it, she rubbed my crotch while administering another long hot kiss. I returned the kindness by gently rubbing and her breasts and nipples.

"I will ask Meredith to hurry up our next dinner date. Perhaps we can meet at 6:00 and then come here?"

"6:00 PM sounds excellent. I look forward to the phone call."

Another long kiss and then out the door to a smiling Phillip in the limousine.