When I got to my room Amy was in bed and threw back the covers for me to get in. I got out of my shorts leaving me with my boxers and a T shirt. Amy had put on a T shirt but had no knickers on."Where's Janis?" I asked"She went to borrow some PJ's from my room. She is a little embarrassed about the towel incident tonight."I could see a flickering of candle light coming in the door and noted Janis only wore a long T shirt that was not quiet long enough to conceal that she wasn't wearing panties either.She got into bed on my other side and as if there was an unspoken word they both cuddled up to me at the same time Amy to my right and Janis to my left. I'd left the candle burning on the night stand.Amy lay on her side and put her hand on my stomach and her right leg over mine.I could feel the length of her near naked body cuddled at my side and my erection was instantly lifting the sheet and poking through my boxers. Hoping it would go unnoticed by the dim light I kept still."Than
I have read a few stories before and to be honest, always thought they were fictional, no way this happens to ordinary people. But I have to admit, I was wrong. My wife died about 8 years ago from cancer at the age of 39, I was 42. We were high school sweethearts who married very young. We were both faithful to the day she passed away and I still miss Susan every day.We live around the corner from my wife's younger sister, Beth and her husband. It was quite known in the family that Beth's husband Lance was lazy and thoughtless. He very seldom worked and was very demanding. Why Beth stayed with him was always a mystery.I was about to have my 50th birthday and had absolutely no plans of any sort what so ever. I figured that, this birthday like the seven previous without Susan would be spent at home watching TV. For some reason, I had never pursued another relationship after Susan died. I am not into the bar scene and I work at a company that only employed two women and both were young
The day flew by and I got a lot accomplished. That evening I went to a local Chinese Restaurant, got a lot of take out and went back home. I took a quick shower, then sat down to eat and watch TV. About five minutes later my phone rang and once again it was Beth. I actually debated on whether to answer the phone or not. I really was not up to being the considerate listener tonight. But after two more rings, I picked up. "Hi Beth, what's up ?", She replied " Not much, Lance went to the basketball game with his friends, won't be home until late." She added, "Would you like to go out and grab a quick bit to eat?" I told her I had just got back from the Chinese Restaurant and had a lot of food spread out here. Before I could say anything else, she chirped" Oh, then I will join you." I couldn't say anything else but, "Sure, no problem" at that point. " I'll be right over", Beth said.About 45 minutes later the doorbell rang and it was Beth. As she passed me in the open door, I immediatel
It was already Wednesday and I had not heard a single word from Beth since Saturday night's amazing encounter. I was beginning to think that she felt she had made a huge mistake. Even though that night was the most incredible experience for me since my wife Susan had passed away, it was not worth losing Beth's friendship over. Several times that day I had picked up the phone to call her but was overwhelmed by panic every time. I made a promise to myself that if she has not called me by Friday night, I would call her.We both live in the same gated subdivision and I actually have to pass Beth's home several times a day, as they live on the main street in the community. I usually leave about five o'clock in the morning and rarely return until maybe seven o'clock in the evening. When you have nothing to come home to, you're never in a big rush to get there.For several days, I slowed down passing in front of Beth's, hoping to see her outside or perhaps in her vehicle. By Friday morning I
I arrived at my in-laws the next day about noon to have a Sunday lunch with them. While we were eating we had our normal conversation. They caught up with me and I with them. They were good people and I have to honestly say that through my entire marriage to Susan had never once treated me as anything other than the son they never had. As I finished my meal at the table, feelings of guilt were taking over. We talked for about another hour, then I began my trip home. It was always good to see Susan's parents. But it was also always sad. We both reminded ourselves of what we had lost when Susan had died.The week started like any other, trying to bury my head with work to keep my mind off of things. No matter what I tried to think of, I kept coming back to one thing. How long would it take to resolve this situation between Beth and I ?By the end of the week, I had still not heard from her. Should I call ? No I decided, this time I would wait for her call. After all, she was married and
She stood up and walked over to me. I got out of my chair and stood up. She wrapped her arms around me and put her face in my chest. My arms wrapped around her and in a flash, I felt whole again. She lifted her lips to mine and we kissed. It was a kiss that told me she was being truthful. When she pulled away from me, she took both of my hands in hers. Her hands were so soft, so delicate."Come with me Jeff. I want you to make love to me. I want to be appreciated as a woman. I finally want to have sex with a man who cares how I feel."She took my hand and we walked to the back of my house to the master bedroom. I hesitated as I walked in the room for just a second. The last woman I had slept with in this bed was Susan. It felt strange, but somehow, it felt right.We fell into bed locked in each other's arms. There was no urgency, no rush. I wanted to do this right. We kissed over and over, breaking only long enough to look at each other. No words were used, none were needed. My hand w
I jumped up startled by a strange sound. I looked over and Beth was sleeping next to me, the room was beginning to darken. I looked at the clock, it read 3:50 PM. Again the sound, it was a cell phone and it was not mine. I shook Beth gently. She opened her eyes and I am sure it took a second for her to remember where she was and what had happened."Your phone is ringing." I told her."Oh shit, what time is it ?" she replied startled.She reached for her phone and answered it and as I suspected it was Lance. He was about to leave the Country Club and he had called home to see what Beth was doing. He received no answer at home so he called her cell. She told him she was shopping but would be home soon. They talked for a few seconds more then she hung up."I have to get dressed and go home." she said, with a most disappointing look on her face."I know." , I replied, " I'm sorry I fell asleep.""It's ok, I just have to get home before he gets there."She got up and put her panties on and
They both sat at the table and made small talk. I made a real effort to look at Beth as little as possible. Lance was going on and on to my father in law about how he was supposed to be playing golf today. Apparently, two of the four members he normally played with could not make it this morning so it was called off. Soon my mother in law was finished and we were moving to the dining room to eat."Jeff, would you help me bring the food into the dining room ?", she asked me."Sure, Mom, no problem.", I replied.When everyone had left the kitchen for the other room, she touched me on the arm and looked at me with a very troubled look on her face,"Are you ok, Jeff ?", she asked, "You seem very quiet today. In fact you haven't said a word since Beth and Lance arrived.""I'm ok Mom.", I answered, "He just gets under my skin sometimes.""I know, but he is family." she said.If you only knew I thought, as she handed me the large pot of gumbo. I carried the pot to the dining room table, retu