Sabrina met him at work. He was a twice-married, once-widowed, now-separated forty-year-old. She was intrigued by his wit and his humor, but still on defense because of her own life experience. Her ex-husband was abusive and played mind games, at times manipulating the people around her to get what he wanted. He used her for his selfish needs, never making love, just fucking her for his own gratification. Once she was free of his grasp, she vowed never to be in another relationship. That was ten years ago. A decade since she felt a man's touch. In that time, she found how to pleasure herself and was content living alone.

Now, here was this man showering her with attention, not pressuring her for sex, but actually trying to get to know her. They would have mini-dates at work, he would prepare a lunch for the two of them every day, and they would talk over the phone at night. This all started right after Thanksgiving, and now it was a week before Christmas.

"What do you have planned for Christmas?" Sabrina asked Chance.

"I was hoping you would join me at my family's house," Chance replied.

"I thought they lived four hours away," she said.

"They do, I want you to come with me and stay a couple of days. My parents have a spare bedroom for you to use," he responded.

She thought long and hard about what he asked, and realized that she wanted to go, but didn't want to sleep apart from him, she wanted him, and she was going to be his Christmas present.

"Okay," she said, "but only if we share a room."

His eye went wide, "Are you sure?"

"I am!" Sabrina exclaimed.

They kissed for the first time, a long passionate kiss. Their plans were made, on the twenty-fourth, they set out to leave for his boyhood home, where she would meet his family, and exchange Christmas gifts.

They arrived that afternoon, it was a long drive, but Sabrina was excited to meet Chance's parents and siblings. After dinner, gifts were exchanged, Chance had gotten here a cute pair of thigh-high socks, she had gotten him a tie, both knowing that their real gifts were going to be presented later.

Everyone went to bed around 11:30. Chance knocked on Sabrina's door at midnight. She answered wearing a sheer black nightie and black stockings. She looked absolutely stunning and sexy.

Chance took her into his arms and inhaled her sweet scent and kissed her deeply. She kissed back, feeling the muscles in his arms, and found herself aroused by all of it. She had never wanted someone with so much lust before.

He laid her down on the bed and climbed beside her, kissing gently, looking into each other's eyes.

"You look amazing!" he whispered, "Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes," she responded, "More than anything! Now unwrap your Christmas present!"

Chance no longer hesitated, he unbuttoned the front of her nightie, revealing Sabrina's perfect B-cup breasts.

He pressed his lips to hers and worked his way down her neck across her clavicle and stopped at her right breast. Her nipples were small but aroused to a point. As he sucked on it, she gasped, never having experienced these feelings in her thirty-seven years. She could feel her pussy getting wetter than she could have ever imagined.

Chance raised up and told Sabrina, "I love my gift! Your turn!"

Sabrina raised up and removed Chance's shirt. She could see the bulge in his shorts. He took off his shorts exposing his hard cock. She reached out and stroked it feeling the hardness within it.

She wanted to suck it, but knowing she couldn't tears filled her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" he asked.

"I want to enjoy and taste you so bad, but I can't," she sobbed. "I can't because he damaged my jaw. I'm sorry, and if you want to stop, I understand."

He took her into his arms, "That's not a reason to lose you. I don't have to have a blowjob, there are other ways of pleasure."

With that, he laid her down and again started kissing her whole body.

"Do you enjoy receiving oral?" he asked.

She didn't want to let him know that the only person she had ever been with, her ex, never pleasured her, that other than herself, never orgasmed. "I don't really like it," she replied. "I have never climaxed from it."

"I love eating pussy, and I would like to eat yours," he said, "I would like to taste you."

"Okay," she said.

Chance moved in between her legs and told her to lay back and relax. Sabrina did as she was told and braced herself.

At first, she felt a slight tickle on her inner thigh, then she felt Chance's tongue slide up the slit of her vagina, sending a spark through her body, she gasped deeply, grabbed Chance by the hair, and pressed his face hard against her pussy.

Chance sucked her clit into his mouth and let his tongue massage it. In a short while, Sabrina was in full climax, flooding his mouth with her juices. She tasted so sweet to him, sweeter than any woman before.

Her whole body shook from her orgasm. She wanted more, she had to have more. She motioned him up, and spread her sculpted legs, and braced herself for his entry into her love hole. She breathed heavily, anticipating losing her virginity for a second time, it had been ten long years since she felt a man inside her.

He stopped. "I need to put on a condom," he whispered.

"No you don't," she said, "I want all of you inside of me!" She thrust her hips up, and his cock met her pussy lips, parted them, and drove deep inside her.

He saw the pain and pleasure on her face and slowly began making love to her, pushing his dick deeper with every thrust, he watched as she had two organisms back to back.

They rolled over allowing her to get on top. She noticed that when he watched him each time she came, he got harder, and bigger, filling her more and more. She began riding Chance, he ran his hands all over her body, it turned her on so much, she came again. She continued to ride him, speeding up her hips, right into another climax, but this time Chance came too. Flooding her pussy deep with his seed, causing another orgasm from her.

Both of their bodies were drenched in sweat, both breathing heavily as Sabrina climbed off of Chance and collapsed next to him. He turned to her and told her that he loved her, and she knew he did, because she loved him. They looked at the time it was 3 AM, they drifted into a nap and awoke at four and had round two.