They did have business to conduct, unfortunately, so she said, “I hate to break up the party, but you came to see me for a reason today. I would be remiss if I didn’t at least attempt to take care of your business needs at some point today.”
“Oh, yes. Well, I do have some properties I need to purchase for our family business, warehouses mostly. I do have a list of properties I would like you to look in to and acquire for our Corporation. Being unfamiliar with U.S. property laws, we thought it would be easier to work through a lawyer already well versed in this type of business activity.”
“I can certainly help you with that.”
“I will email you the list of properties then, but I have to ask you a question first.” The look on his face prepared her for some out of the ordinary mischief. “Are YOU married?”
It took her a moment to respond, and when she did, it was with a knowing laugh, “No, I’m not married either.”
“That is fantastic,” he said and reached over and took her hand, swiveled their stools toward each other so that one of her knees was between his strong legs. He gently, but firmly pulled her toward him, cautiously, in case he encountered resistance, he leaned forward and slowly reeled her in, meeting her half way, but leaving the decision to her if she would cross the rest of the way and give him the kiss he desired. She offered no resistance, but paused to look at him; he was waiting patiently, but without pressure, for her to decide. This moment was always so much more important than men thought. That first kiss could tell you everything about the potential of a relationship. If he was a poor kisser, or if there was just no spark there, the relationship was doomed as far as she was concerned. She closed the distance, their lips met, and the fireworks started. His lips were soft but strong, gently exploring the contours of her mouth and lightly tugging on her plump lower lip. Her body responded by lubricating itself, making her feel like she was liquefying inside, instantly dampening her panties. He slowly reached up and cupped the side of her face as he kissed her before sliding his hand back to the nape of her neck and tangling his fingers in the short hairs there, sending a shiver through her entire body. Jay reluctantly retreated from the kiss with a broad, slightly smug smile on his face, obviously satisfied that she had felt the same strong reaction he did. He was the first to speak, a reverent, “Wow!” that had Kathryn smiling just as smugly.
It was crazy, she thought, how she was responding to this man. She had never experienced anything like it. Her whole body seemed to be straining towards him, wanting to mold itself to every hard angle of his body. If sex with him was anything like that kiss, it was going to be epic.
Jay rose from his place at the counter and held his hand out to her. She rose to meet him, feeling a little unsteady on her feet, rocked from the impact of that kiss. “Time to get you back to work, I think.” he said and led her from the restaurant. She fairly floated the two long blocks back to her office, still holding hands comfortably, like new lovers.
He left her at the elevator with a promise to pick her up at 8 for dinner. She might just have to cancel their dinner reservations though; she suddenly had other plans in mind…
Chapter Six
Jay had been anticipating this moment all day. He was standing in front of Kathryn's door, trying to gather himself before knocking. For some inexplicable reason, he was nervous. He hadn't had a case of nerves like this since he was a teenager, and truth be told, he was kind of enjoying it. In eighty years, things like this can become routine, but this was anything but. It felt like his first date ever.
Kathryn watched Jay on the security monitor as he fidgeted at the door. He obviously had no idea the camera was there, because he appeared to be talking to himself. What he was saying, she had no idea, but the fact that his jitters were so obvious was endearing. It seemed like forever before he lifted his hand to knock on the door.
The man to whom she opened the door seemed anything but timid though. She was wearing her favorite little black dress and spike-heeled sandals. The dress fit her like a second skin and showed off her voluptuous curves nicely. The neckline took a daring plunge that showcased the pendant nestled between her breasts. Jay’s reaction was extremely gratifying; his jaw went slack and he seemed to be drinking in the sight of her, lust lighting his eyes.
“You are stunning!” Jay breathed his mouth suddenly dry.
She had dressed for seduction and was confident she looked good, but it was still nice to get such fervent confirmation.
“I hope you don't mind,” she said, turning to the side to allow Jay to enter, and gesturing behind her toward a table set for two, “I thought we might enjoy dinner here more.”
“I do not mind in the least,” Jay said with a wicked smile, his mind instantly leaping to the infinite possibilities for the evening.
It seemed like not a moment had passed since their breakfast. They were immediately finding small excuses to touch each other. First it was an incidental brush of his knees against hers, and then it progressed to a comfortable but palpable sexual tension as Kathryn responded to his small teasing advances with her own. By the time Kathryn returned from the kitchen with dessert, both of them were painfully aroused. As she placed the small dish on the table in front of Jay, leaning over just enough to allow him to peek into her ample cleavage, he captured her hand a slowly drew her in for a kiss.
Lust exploded between them both at the contact, a hard ball of throbbing need ricocheted through Kathryn's body, causing the muscles in her womb to contract and flood her channel making her slick and ready.
Jay drew back, panting, and looked at her with wonder. He had never reacted so strongly to a woman before. His cock was painfully hard and the sudden surge of desire almost had him spurting into his underwear like an over-excited teenager.
They stayed frozen for a moment, each looking at the other in awe, trying to get a handle on the emotion and need that were flooding their bodies and minds. Kathryn was still bent over Jay, dessert dishes forgotten, when she looked down and saw the thick shaft of his cock straining at his slacks. When she licked her lips they both exploded into movement.
Jay surged to his feet, finding Kathryn’s lips on the way. He grasped her by the hips and pulled her to him, his erection grinding into her lower belly. Kathryn gasped and reached down, desperate to free his cock so she could see it for the first time. She fumbled at his belt as he gathered up her dress and slid it above her waist. The force of him grinding his cock into her pelvis propelled her backwards until her buttocks met the dining table, giving her enough leverage to tilt her pelvis upwards, so the hard pillar of his cock could press where she needed it most, directly on her slick lips and swollen clit. Her silk panties were almost no barrier to the hot, slick honey bursting forth from her, glazing her thighs, and wetting the front of Jay’s slacks.
Kathryn resumed her assault on Jay’s belt, desperate to get her mouth, hands, and pussy around his long, thick shaft. Suddenly he surprised her by taking her hands and placing them on the table behind her and then claiming her lips again with his. He began working his way down her body with his hands and mouth; biting, kissing, and licking every exposed inch, finally dropping to his knees in front of her and pressing his mouth to her smooth mound. Still holding her hips, He traced his way down to the vee of her sex and inhaled her scent, fitting his lips over her engorged clit. The nuclear blast of sensation nearly buckled her knees and she unconsciously pressed her hips forward into the contact, already on the verge of an orgasm that threatened to drown Jay in her juices. He yanked her panties to the side so he could taste her slick flesh. Her cunt was like a warm, ripe fruit, juices from her molten center glazing his face. He grasped her behind the knees and lifted her onto the table behind her, pressing her back until she was lying with her legs spread wide to allow him to feast on her delectable honey.
Jay looked at her with reverence, this voluptuous goddess displayed before him, in all of her beautiful, soft glory, panting, and flushed with arousal. He had never wanted
a woman so badly in all his life and it brought out his animal need to claim and conquer her for his own. He dove between her soft thighs, pressing her knees back so that he could plunge his tongue into her wet center, like a hummingbird dipping into a flower. He needed, NEEDED, to drink the flood of her release. He felt like a man starved, and the only thing that could save him was to devour the slippery essence of her orgasm.
God, she was going to explode! Never before had a man so thoroughly devoured her or taken such control over her passion. When he dipped his head back down between her legs and spread her open, tongue lashing her clit in earnest instead of the deep exploration of before, her hips began to pump up to meet the strokes of his tongue. She was oh so close when he growled, “Come for me, Baby,” and dragged his tongue over her sensitive rim, between her lips and back to her clit, sucking it into his mouth and circling his tongue over the throbbing bud. Her thighs spread incrementally wider and she fisted her fingers in his hair as her orgasm tore loose from her body, arching her back as it squirted out of her and bathed his face in her juices.
She was glorious in her passion. The feral cry that emanated from her as she came would have done any lioness proud, and the strong thighs that locked around his head as she rode the wave of her release nearly crushed him. God, how he loved a strong woman!
She lay there, on the table, served up like a buffet, while Jay continued to suckle her swollen folds, sending shocks of sensation through her body, her legs trembling from her exertions. She was far from sated though, and still wanted to taste his magnificent cock.
She lifted her torso off of the table and Jay stood, planted firmly between her legs. Her dress was hiked up under her breasts and Jay was still fully clothed. Definitely time to change that, she thought. She wrapped her legs around his waist and reached for the buttons of his shirt. Impatient, she simply tore it open to get to the hard slabs of muscle underneath. He looked like a god; not so lean that he was road-mapped with veins, but enough to show off a beautifully developed chest and sectioned stomach. He was lightly furred across his chest, and had a trail of tawny hair down the center of his stomach that disappeared into the waistband of his slacks.
She palmed his chest and slid her hands over his torso, exploring the mixture of hard muscle soft, smooth skin, and silky hair. Her coordination had returned enough that she was able to remove his belt and slip the button on his slacks. Loosening them on his hips, she slid her hands down under the waistband and cupped his tight ass cheeks, pulling him toward her to press his hard cock against her still throbbing cunt. Her body instantly responded to the pressure by arching her back and thrusting her hips forward to grind on him though she still wanted his cock in her mouth, so she planted a hand on his chest and pushed him backwards until she had enough clearance to stand, her breasts pushed up against his chest.
He reached down and gathered her dress and stripped it off over her head, leaving her chest gloriously bare. Her double D breasts were everything he had imagined, with large, responsive nipples, tight and hard with desire, which beckoned him to pinch and suck. He tested the weight of them with his hands, kneading them and pressing them together. He bent to take her strawberry-colored nipples into his mouth, laving them with his tongue in slow circles until he had her gasping and holding the back of his head to urge him suck harder.
She released him and drew him back up for a deep kiss. She could taste herself on his mouth and loved the way it made her feel wanton to do so. Pushing his pants to his ankles, she began to explore his body with her mouth, baring his beautiful, thick cock. He kicked his slacks away and stood trembling with the desire to have his way with her.
Reaching down, she found his hard member was even more impressive up close. Sliding her breasts down his body and dragging them across his thick cock, causing him to push forward in an involuntary desire to plunge into her, she grasped him lightly around his base and explored the texture of it by lightly stroking it across her face and lips, causing him to groan with need. She looked so good on her knees in front of him. Those big ripe breasts and lovely face looking up at him to see his reactions to her teasing nearly made him explode. He shuddered as she dragged her tongue from his root to his crown, flicking the sensitive underside of the head before she took him into her mouth. She looked up into his golden eyes as she leaned forward enough to slowly close her lips around him, encasing him in the wet heat of her mouth. His legs shook as she stroked her tongue over his sensitive flesh. She surged forward once more, taking more of him, nudging the back of her throat before slowly drawing her mouth all the way back up to swirl her tongue around the broad head. He wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, and she craved to have him burst forth in her mouth, the need to devour him as strong as his had been for her. She gripped him harder and began to pump him into her mouth, slowly at first to draw out his pleasure, then faster as his breathing shortened. Soon, she was sucking furiously, trying to tear the orgasm from him and leave him drained. When he started to pump forward into her mouth, a primal roar unleashed itself from deep in his chest and she felt the first burst of fluid hit her tongue, she grabbed his hips then and pulled him forward as she opened her throat to take his cock all the way to the root and hold him there, allowing him only the smallest of movements as she used her throat and tongue to milk him dry.
He would have collapsed on top of her if he hadn't had the table just behind her to hold himself up. He stood panting, his mind blank and drifting while Kathryn looked up at him, nuzzling and licking his momentarily flagging cock.
Chapter Seven
Jay reached down and put his hand under Kathryn’s chin, gently pulling her to a standing position. Now that their initial lust had been slaked, they both had time to wonder about the intensity of what had just happened. It made Kathryn suddenly a little unsure of herself, wondering if it could possibly have been as intense for him. She shouldn't have worried on that account because Jay’s world had been rocked to its core.
It was said that when you found a life mate, that you would have no doubts. Something magical happened when one of his species found the one they were fated to be with. Stories varied from couple to couple, but they were so fantastical that none of them could be taken very seriously. He wondered; there was obviously something different going on here. He had never felt the level of passion that he felt with Kathryn, not in his eighty plus years of life. As he looked at her, standing there naked and vulnerable, all he could think of was wrapping her in his arms and making love to her forever. That didn't necessarily mean something magical had happened, but he definitely felt a connection to this beautiful woman. How would she feel about him when she knew the whole story? Would she be able to accept what he was? It wouldn't really matter, because if she was the one, he would have no doubts right? So he dismissed the possibility from his thoughts and simply drew her in for a kiss. She was timid at first but they were soon locked in another heated embrace, any misgiving they had disappeared in the waves of heat emanating from their bodies.
When Kathryn reached down, grasped his hand, and led him to the bedroom, he didn't give it any thought. His kind were sterile until mated, nor were they susceptible to human disease. Kathryn didn't worry because she had been on birth control for years. As far as she was concerned, she was risk free, and she desperately wanted to feel him inside of her without barriers to their pleasure.
They made it to the bed, stumbling in the dim glow cast from the lights of the dining room. They kissed slowly, the fire no less intense but more familiar, less frantic, a slow exploration of bodies, each rejoicing in the feel of the other under their lips and hands.
Jay slowly descended to the bed, bringing Kathryn down with him. As he stretched out on the bed, he lifted and molded her to his body until she was sitting astride him. He was amazed at her beauty as he gazed up at her, heavy breasts swaying over him, her nipples tracing across the coarse hair of his chest, causing a riot of sensations. He drank in every curve, the slope of her neck to her shoul
der, her rib cage, the pinch of her waist, and most lovely of all, the swell of her hips while she sat astride of him. He touched every part of her that he could reach, almost reverently, making Kathryn feel like something precious found in an unexpected place.
Though only minutes had passed since the mind-blowing orgasm she had torn out of him with her mouth, his cock was hard as steel once again. It was nestled in between the lips of her wet channel, causing her to slowly grind her hips up and down his entire length, until she could feel the ridge at the head of his cock strike her clit and his heavy balls pressed to her ass. She didn't want to wait any longer, though she was apprehensive about taking such a large member inside her body. She was so wet and needy; she decided the pain would be worth it.
She rocked forward, nearly smothering his face with her breasts. He didn't seem to mind in the least. He palmed them from the sides, squeezing them together, and rubbed her nipples across his tongue, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive buds. She paused for a moment, enjoying the sensations that were arrowing straight to her pussy, reminding her she was empty and in need of filling.
She positioned the head of his cock at her entrance and slowly rocked backwards, working herself down his length, one glorious inch at a time. “Oh, God!” she hissed as she made her way down to the nest of curls at his root, stretching her deliciously, just short of pain, but leaving her no doubt that she was well and truly full
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