“No. Just go away, Ryan. I’m sorry that I did that. It was..” She went silent, but I could hear her pacing on the other side of the door. “God, I’m so stupid,” she whispered.
I leaned my head against the door, wanting to go in there and talk to her and figure out what was happening between us. “Cassie, please talk to me.”
I heard the click of the lock on the door and then she opened it, allowing me to see her beautiful face. She wouldn’t look at me, her gaze trained on the floor. I stepped forward and tilted her chin up so she would meet my gaze.
“Cassandra. Talk to me.”
“I don’t know what..” She looked to the side to avoid my eyes again.
“You know I want you. I’m not ashamed to tell you how hard it is to sleep next to your beautiful body every night.” I stepped forward and pulled her body to mine. When I brushed my lips against hers, I could feel her heart hammering in her chest. I could feel the light puffs of air escaping those sweet lips. I thrust my hips forward so she could feel how hard I was for her.
“When I wake up with your ass snuggled up next to my cock, I want to bury myself in you.” Her breath hitched and I felt her hips move against my body. I ran my hand along her neck until it was wrapped around the back of her head. “I know you don’t want to rush things, so I’ll be patient, but one of these mornings, I’m going to lose my restraint and I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name.”
I crushed my lips to hers and took what I’d wanted to take every morning for the past few weeks. I pushed her up against the wall of the bathroom and claimed her mouth as my hand tangled in her hair. She was grinding against me and I knew what we both wanted, but I also knew she wasn’t ready. When I pulled back, she was panting and her arm was wrapped around my shoulder, pulling me against her body.
“I do want you, Ryan,” she whispered. “I’m scared. I don’t want to get hurt.”
I brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Then let’s start at the beginning.” I consumed her mouth again and then stepped back. “Saturday night. We’ll drop James off at your parents’ house and I’ll take you out on a date.”
Her fingers hovered over her lips and she nodded slightly. I turned and walked away, needing to go downstairs and take care of my raging cock before I went into the bathroom and mauled her. I barely made it out of the bedroom and downstairs to the other bathroom before I was gripping my cock and stroking the precum down the length of my shaft. Images of Cassandra naked had me stroking harder and harder as I closed my eyes. I could feel her ass cheeks wrapped around my cock and her juices flowing over me. I was breathing so hard, I had to lean against the wall as I stroked my cock to orgasm.
“Oh fuck!” I groaned as cum spilled into my hand. The force of my orgasm almost had me collapsing to the floor. I didn’t know how much longer I could lie next to her at night and not feel her pussy around my cock.
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“Why am I staying at Grandma and Grandpa’s tonight?” James asked as I finished putting on my tie. I was getting ready downstairs so that Cassandra could get ready in our room. James had wandered downstairs a few minutes ago to let me know he had packed his bag.
“I’m taking your mom on a date tonight.”
“What’s a date?”
I looked at him strangely. “Didn’t your mom ever go out with a man?”
“No. She takes me for sleepovers at Grandma and Grandpa’s every once in a while, but I’ve never seen any men until you.”
Was it possible that she hadn’t had sex in over ten years? That couldn’t be right. She had to have had at least a few one night stands over the years.
“Well, a date is when a man takes a woman out to dinner and makes her feel special.”
“That’s all you do? You just go out to dinner?”
“Well, there are lots of things you can do on a date. Some people have dates during the day and they do fun things like hiking or sightseeing. At night, you can go to dinner, go dancing, go to the movies.”
“How do you decide who you want to take on a date?”
“Well, you should like the girl and want to get to know her better.”
He made a funny face. “There’s this one girl, Jenny. She’s really nice, but I caught her eating boogers the other day.”
“Maybe stay away from that one for a while.”
We walked back upstairs and I went into the kitchen for a glass of water.
“So, you like my mom, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Does that mean you’re going to have sex?”
I spit out my water just as I was swallowing and ended up choking. When I finally got control of myself, I wiped up the mess I’d made.
“Why do you ask?”
“Well, you said that you should like a girl to have sex.”
“That’s true, but you don’t have sex with every girl you like.” As an afterthought I added, “But when you do have sex, you always make sure you’re protected. No glove, no love.”
He gave a strange look, but luckily didn’t ask anymore questions.
“So, you don’t like my mom enough to have sex with her?”
I rubbed my eyes with my hand. This was just such a bad conversation and I couldn’t figure out how to get out of it.
“Buddy. What your mom and I do is private, which means we aren’t going to tell you. I’ll tell you what, how about when you start thinking about having sex, you come and ask me more. I promise to answer all your questions.”
“Okay.” He jumped down from the stool he had been sitting on and ran upstairs. I watched him go and noticed that Cassandra was standing in the doorway leaning against the door frame with a smile on her face.
“I’m guessing you heard all that.”
“I did.” My eyes slowly perused her body as she walked toward me. She had on a black dress that was just off the shoulder with sleeves just past her elbows. The neckline dropped in a V and seemed to wrap around her breasts, giving a sexy peek of her cleavage. It hugged her body all the way down to her knees and she wore black stilettos that I imagined digging into my back later tonight.
“I see talking with my son about sex has done nothing to calm your body,” she said as she pointed to my crotch. I couldn’t help it. She walked into the room and my body responded to her.
“You look breathtaking.”
A huge smile graced her face and I stepped forward to wrap my arm around her. I needed to touch her. The small moments I stole in bed when she was sleeping weren’t enough anymore. I wanted to kiss her when she woke up and hold her in my arms at the end of a long day. I wanted it all and I hoped that after tonight, we would make progress on that.
She allowed me to pull her in for a kiss and I took that as a good sign for the night. I didn’t need to sleep with her tonight. I just needed to know that we wouldn’t have this distance between us anymore.
“So, where are you taking me tonight?”
“An Italian place by your parents’ house. I wanted to choose something close to them in case you changed your mind about James staying the night.”
“That’s so sweet, Ryan, but I think James will be fine there for the night.”
I really hoped that meant that she was ready to take things to the next level, but I didn’t want to jinx myself either.
We pulled up to her parents’ house an hour later and took James inside. He ran off to find snacks with his grandma without so much as a goodbye to us.
“Don’t worry about him. We’ll see you two tomorrow,” her dad said. “Have fun.”
“We will. Thanks again, Dad.”
We waved goodbye and started walking back to the car when James ran outside.
“Ryan, wait!” I turned back to the house to see James standing a few feet outside the door.
“Yeah, buddy.”
“Remember. No glove, no love.”
Then he turned and ran back into the house. I wanted the ground to swallow me up. Never had I thought that Cassandra�
��s ten year old son would be giving me advice about sex. I looked at Cassandra expecting to see her angry, but she was trying not to laugh.
“Glad that you had that sex talk with him?”
I rolled my eyes and pulled her arm in mine. “Alright, alright. I might need some help handing out advice to a ten year old.”
When we arrived at the restaurant and were seated, the waiter came by and told us about wine selections. I really didn’t care about wine, but Cassandra seemed really excited.
“When was the last time you were out on a date?” I asked when the waiter walked away.
“Probably two years ago. Why? Does it show?”
“No, it’s just that you seem really excited to be out and James asked me what a date was. He said that a man has never come to pick you up.”
“Well, that much is true. I always had James go to my parents’ house when I had a date, but honestly, I don’t date that much. Or I didn’t.”
“Why?”
She shrugged and took a sip of her water. “I never told anyone about James because it’s kind of a turn off for men. Would you have chased me for over a year if you knew I had a child?”
“I don’t know, but I know that I don’t feel about you the way I did a year ago.” Her eyes fell, so I pushed on to clarify. “A year ago, when I saw you and talked to you, I knew that you had the ability to change my life. I was extremely attracted to you and I wanted you more than anyone I’ve ever been with.”
“And now?”
“I still want you just as much as I did then. Probably more, but now I want the whole package. I want you in my bed and I want James to someday see me as a father. He’s an awesome little guy.”
She smiled, looking relieved that I hadn’t said her package wasn’t quite as appealing as it seemed a year ago.
“He is and I can tell that he really likes you. That’s part of the problem. I’m scared that we’ll get attached to you and then it’ll all go away.”
I reached across the table and held her hand in mine. “Cassandra, I’ve been chasing you for over a year. We’re married now. It may not have happened in the conventional way, but I still want you just as much and I want to see if we can make this work.”
She was watching our joined hands and I knew she wanted to ask me something. Just as she opened her mouth, the waiter came back with our wine and poured.
“We’ll take the bruschetta for now. We haven’t looked at our menus yet.”
“Right away, sir.”
I looked back at Cassandra, hoping we could pick up where we left off. After she took a sip of her wine, she set it down and looked back up at me.
“Why me?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, there’s nothing interesting about me. I work and I have a child. My days of being the fun, interesting date are over. I just don’t understand why you didn’t run when I told you I had a child.”
I laughed and shook my head. I couldn’t believe she saw herself that way. I saw her as so much more.
“You think that because you have a child you’re no longer interesting? You forget that I’ve seen you work. I’ve seen your passion when you’re taking on a new project. It’s one of the things that drew me to you. Then I saw how you cared for your son and did everything to protect him, including marrying me. Isn’t that what every man wants in a partner? Someone that fights for those you love?” Her smile was faint, as if she was trying to believe what I was saying. “As for being fun, who cares if you would rather soak in the tub at night than go out and party. We’re in our thirties now. After a long day of work, I just want to go home and drink a beer. I still like to go out with the guys, but I’m not a party animal.”
“Don’t you worry it’ll get boring? I mean, I came with a ready made family.”
“Cassie girl, from where I’m sitting, that ready made family looks pretty good. Is that where all your hesitation about dating comes from? You worry that your package doesn’t look as appealing as someone else’s?”
“To most people it doesn’t.”
“I’m not most people and I find your package sexy as hell.” I leaned forward so only she could hear me. “I’ve gotten to hold you and feel your soft skin against mine. I’ve tasted those sweet lips and I’ve seen how good you look in and out of your clothes, but I want it all now. I want to taste every inch of your body and feel you shudder when I touch you. When that happens, I’ll make sure you know exactly how interesting I find you.” I brought her hand to my lips and gave it a soft kiss while she blushed bright red.
The waiter returned with our appetizer and I sat back to give her some room to breathe. I could tell that I was really getting to her. I wouldn’t push her, but I wouldn’t wait too much longer before I took what was mine.
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“You’re sure you’re okay with James staying at your parents’ house?”
“Are you trying to get out of sleeping with me?”
“Babe, the last thing I want to do is go get James, but I know that it’s hard for you to leave him. I just want you to be comfortable, so I’ll gladly suffer from blue balls for a while longer if it means you’re happy.”
I glanced over at her to see what she was thinking and I wasn’t disappointed. Her desire was written all over her face.
“Take me home, Ryan.”
It was the longest drive of my life and when we finally pulled in the driveway, I quickly parked and pulled her from the car. After all this time, I was finally going to have the last piece of Cassandra. It hit me in that moment that I didn’t want to rush this. I didn’t want it to feel like a fast fuck and I didn’t want that for Cassandra either.
I held her hand as we walked inside and took her to the kitchen. She gave me a funny look, but I just smiled and took down some wine glasses. When I poured her a glass of red and handed it to her, she smiled at me, understanding what I was doing. We went into the living room and I lit a fire and then we snuggled up on the couch together. The weather was turning colder and it was starting to seep into the house, so I pulled a blanket over us and cradled her against me.
We sat in silence for a while, watching the fire and sipping wine. I brushed my fingertips along her neck and across her collarbone. She shivered under my touch and rolled her head away, allowing me to run my lips along her neck. Every touch sent fire through my veins, urging me to kiss her and love her. I slipped my hand down her body, brushing my fingers along her breast. She thrust her chest forward, wanting more, but I wasn’t ready yet. I needed her to know how badly I wanted this.
My fingers trailed down her body until they lingered just above her knees. I ran my fingers across her legs where the hem of her dress laid. When she turned to me, I captured her mouth and slid my tongue into her warmth. The flavor of the wine still lingered on her tongue. I took the glass from her hand and set both on the table behind us. She turned around and tried to straddle my lap, but her dress was too tight. I slid the fabric up until it sat around her hips, my fingers burning hot against her skin.
Her black panties covered her pussy, but I could smell her scent through the thin material. Grazing my hands up her back, I slowly lowered the zipper of her dress until my hands rested at the small of her back. She slowly stood and pushed the sleeves down one arm and then the other until her breasts were almost completely exposed. I swallowed hard when her nipples hardened against the cool air. The dress slid down her body, pooling at her feet. She stepped out and then pulled off her shoes.
“You are so beautiful, Cassandra.” I pulled her between my legs and sucked her rosy nipple into my mouth. She threw her head back and ran her fingers through my hair, kneading my scalp. I growled and sucked harder. Her hips thrust forward, so I dipped a finger inside her panties. She was fucking soaked. I groaned and licked down her belly until I was at her panties. I couldn’t go slow anymore. I needed to taste her, to feel her juices on my tongue and sliding down my throat.
She gasped when I tore the panties from he
r body. “I would have taken them off.”
“This was faster.” I slid off the couch between her legs, my neck resting against the edge of the couch. I pulled her forward until her pussy rested against my face. And then I feasted. I had never tasted anything so sweet in my life and I couldn’t stop. Her screams echoed around us and her fingers pulled at my scalp until I was sure I had lost some hair, but I couldn’t pull back.
Her legs shook around me, squeezing me and urging me to pull back. I pushed a finger inside her and started fucking her. When she begged me to stop, I added another finger. I didn’t stop until she sagged against me and I risked suffocation. Even then, I wasn’t sure I wanted to let her go.
“Are you trying to kill me? Is it possible to die from multiple orgasms? Because I feel like my heart is going to beat out of my chest.”
“Babe, you almost suffocated me with your pussy. If anyone’s dying tonight, it’s me. Though, I can’t say that death by pussy is a bad way to go.”
She laughed and I swooped in and cradled her in my arms, kissing her until the only noise she was making were moans of pleasure. I let my hands trail down to her slick core again, but this time I wanted to play with her and stretch her. If she hadn’t had sex in a while, then I wanted to be sure she was prepared for me.
I pushed two fingers inside her and slowly thrust them in and out. When I felt that she was opening for me, I added a third finger. Her eyes went wide and she looked slightly uncomfortable, but as I continued to fuck her pussy with my fingers, her eyes glazed over in pleasure. I wanted to see how far I could stretch her, so I added a fourth finger. I had almost my whole hand in her pussy and it was incredible. I could feel every inch of her gripping my hand and I couldn’t wait for my dick to feel the same thing. As my four fingers pushed all the way inside her, she started clenching and pushing my hand away.
“No, Ryan. It’s too much.”
I ran my thumb over her clit and felt her spasm under my touch. As her legs loosened once again, I slowly pushed my fingers in and out until she was no longer thinking about how many fingers I had stuffed inside her. When she started to moan, I thrust in faster and faster.
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