I was sitting contemplating my life the other night and making notes for the , "This Is Your Dads Life." That my kids have asked me to write. I remembered a very sexy event in my wife's and my early life as a couple which won't be in the book for my kids. Well, maybe it will be, I'll have to think about that.
When my wife of 43 years now and I first started dating she hauled me around to all the places she'd been with her ex husband to show me off. I wasn't to happy about it but I figured if I didn't do it then maybe she'd go away and I wasn't having any of that. This was my keeper.
She was married for 17 years and was 6 years older than my then 28. Her kids were with a friend, she has 4, 2 boys 15 and 14 and 2 girls 12 and 10. I didn't give a shit about age and was determined to marry her and make those kids mine. And that's exactly what happened. All this passes through my mind in a second or two.
On this particular night we'd been going out for about 6 months and were to meet in some club in Torrence, in Southern California. All the waitresses knew her and that she was finalizing a divorce and I was there to prove that she was handling it well. I'd told her she treated me like a first place trophy and she came right back with, "You are,"and that shut me right up. Shit, how can you tease after a statement like that.
She'd worn this silky dress with a hem just above her knees and a rather low cut front that showed lots of cleavage with a big pearl on a Gold chain nestled between her boobs. The dress was a shimmery, dark green that looked like Eel skin in the right light. She almost never wore a bra when we went out but always wore panties. I couldn't talk her into it, or out of them, whatever.
She was driving north on Hawthorne Boulevard, I think, when she lost traction and the car spun around one and a half times. She sat there stunned for a minute or so and when she looked the car was facing the wrong way. There little traffic and she was still a little dizzy from the spin when she realized she'd wet her pants. There's always a roll of towels so she grabbed a couple and cleaned up. But her panties were wet so she slipped them off.
She'd just put them in the glove box wrapped in a paper towel when a police car pulled up in front of her. Lights flashing and a blip of the siren. He got out and walked up to her and asked for her papers. When she opened the glove box her panties fell out and lay there on the towel, well lit from the glove box light, like she was going to photograph them.
This startled her and she fumbled for a minute and finally pushed them under the seat. It took a moment or two for her to find the paperwork and when she turned to give them to him he was looking down at her and grinning from ear to ear. She immediately burst into flame from embarrassment, she turns this beautiful shade of dark pink, he just took them and went to his cruiser to call it in.
He came back and handed them back to her, still smiling, and she told him what happened. He walked back and found a big oil slick and while he marked it with flares she looked down and her dress had pulled way up her thighs when she leaned over to get the papers.
Almost to her crotch, and she knew he'd been able to see almost everything standing there looking down at her. She said she'd blushed again and could feel it all over her body. I love it when she blushes, it's a beautiful color, especially her boobs.
When he got back he helped her get turned around and on her way. She later said he was grinning all the time. I built a couple of scenes around that later when I found out and teased her with trying to get him turned on so he wouldn't give her a ticket. She teased back with, 'There was to much traffic or I'd have blown him right there, he was really hot.' Again she shut me up quick. Damn.
When she got to the bar and the parking attendant came to get the car she swung her legs out and the attendants eyes went wide. She looked down and realized that he had a ring side view of her pussy. Again she said she could feel herself blush all over. She got out and the attendant smiled and handed her a claim check and bowed. She thought she was still pink when she came in but I didn't notice anything, I was just happy to see her.
She didn't tell me anything right away. We sat there and talked and kissed and I tried to shine like a trophy for her. We touch, a lot. I love touching her and I'll fondle a breast or pat her butt in stores or where ever. Tonight it was sitting at that table in the bar and I patted and fondled pretty much everything.
I could sneak all these little touches on her arms, shoulders and breasts, oh yeah, her boobs. God I loved her boobs. Full, 38 C, small brown spots, big nipples and they stood out firm like a 20 year olds. I spent hours licking, kissing and sucking on them and she passed the 'Pencil Test' every time.
After an hour or so I finally got my hand under her dress when no one was looking and slid it up her bare thigh. She usually clamps her legs together when I do this because it embarrasses her but that night she opened them a little. She almost never wears nylons because she doesn't like messing with the garter belts. I like them because it's so much fun getting them off of her.
I squeezed her thigh and rubbed and pushed for that marvelous place where her legs meet and touched her pussy. No panties! Holy shit! I like this, and all I could feel was her pubic hair and her outer lips. I still think that took five minutes but she swore it was only about thity seconds. I was so hard I wasn't sure I could stand without breaking something, like my dick. I got hard so fast that I was crammed in and it was starting to get uncomfortable.
I pulled my hand back, reluctantly, and sat back and looked at her. She was grinning and leaned forward and kissed me while she smiled. If you have never experienced someone looking at you with eyes that you just want to fall into and drown while they are smiling and kissing you, you've missed a major development point in your poor poor life. It takes a while for the smile to go away and then the kiss gets so hot that I just want to melt. God I loved her. Still do after 43 years too.
We did that for another hour, dancing now and again. The dance floor, actually a little tiny space that was crowded with two couples, was tucked into a corner and quite dark. When I'd get her so her back was to the corner I'd pull her dress up in the back and grab her naked ass with both hands and pull her into my very hard cock. She'd squirm against me and push with her hips and I almost came several times while she did this.
At one point I got the tip of one finger in her ass and she squeezed and pulled away. She smiled at me.
"Later you horny bastard."
When we walked back to the table one of the waitresses leaned toward me and whispered, 'Slick move.' We both laughed about that later when we got to her place.
We stayed and had one more dance before we left and hurried there. Damn, did we hurry. She played with my cock and balls all the way there, about fifteen minutes, and I thought I'd have to hurt someone if they didn't get out of my fucking way.
We walked in and closed the door and I had her dress off and was kissing her before we got out of the entry hall. There she stood naked except for the low heels she'd worn and that pearl hanging between her boobs. I was struck dumb for a minute and she just stood there, a small smile on her face, hips askance with her right hand on it, and those dark, wet eyes just staring at me.
And then she licked her lips. Slowly, and I was instantly very hard. She'd kept me pretty hard all the way there but I did have to drive without killing anyone so I was kind of distracted. Now if I'd fallen forward I think I'd have punched a hole in the floor and it was a concrete slab.
I took her in my arms and kissed her and she pushed me away and told me I was over dressed for the function we were about to attend. It took me a second to figure that out and I started to undress.
She walked through the living room and down the hall to the bedroom and I followed like a puppy, dropping clothes along the way, watching her ass sway. I think she emphasized that quite a bit because she glanced back, smiled broader and really started to swing her hips wider.
I'd hung back a bit for the view but was right behind her, naked, when she got to the door. I rubbed my very hard cock on her ass and as she opened the door she pushed back and squeezed me with her butt cheeks, then stepped forward into the room.
She turned around, staring down at my cock and smiling. She licked her lips again and I started forward intending to throw her on the bed and just screw her brains out, but she had other ideas. She took my arms, turned me and sat me on the bed.
"I'm very hot. I need to suck your cock, right now. I'll tell you about the cop and parking attendant later. Just lay back and enjoy this."
She crawled over me and I got one nipple in my mouth and a hand in her crotch trying to find the opening before she lay down facing me. This was one of her favorite things to do and I was very ready for it.
"Come here you sexy bastard," is what she said and I was there in one second. She squirmed down so her head was at my crotch, took my right leg and pulled it so my knee was nestled tightly against her pussy and clamped it with her legs. I can feel how hot she is and that drives me a little higher.
She pulled my left leg up on top of her and reached out with both hands and took a very firm grasp of my twitching cock.