Lee takes over the tale….
We’d fallen asleep in the sun, my cock still inside her, on our sides, face to face. I came gradually awake, bringing our location and position into focus. I held completely still, not wanting to wake her; wanting time to just look as her lovely face. My Doc. I could hardly believe I was here with her like this. I didn’t want to breathe or move or do anything to break that moment. But, apparently I’d started to enjoy the moment too much, because I started to get hard. She must have been nearly awake, because each twitch of my cock brought a bit more of a faint smile to her face. She moaned, partially a sleepy sound but also quite sexy, and started to rock her hips ever so slightly. Though her eyes were still closed, she had a full blown contented smile on her face.
“Open your eyes for me, beautiful.”
Her moan this time held a bit of reluctance, like I was calling her back from some private, happy place.
“Come on, Doc, time for class.”
Her hips stopped moving and her eyes popped open with a bit of the ‘professor frown’ going on. I laughed and she seemed to forgive me. “So what have we here?” she asked, suggestively moving her hips and giving us both a shiver.
“Ummm, I was hoping you knew, and what to do about it.”
“I might have an idea or two.”
With that, she moved her hips while lowering her hand to my ass, encouraging me to get with the program. I was happy to oblige, but I wanted to be tender with her this time. The first time had been nearly frantic and the second could certainly be described as feverish. She didn’t seem to be complaining, but I wanted her to know that we could be more to each other than just great sex partners. I did my best to set a slow, sensual and loving pace, letting her know that I cherished her as well as her body.
We fucked with our tongues as much as our bodies. I explored her mouth with my tongue and she in turn did the same with mine. We touched, kissed, held each other completely unhurried. We continued to rock our hips, gently stroking me in and out of her. I sometimes stopped our rocking and held her close, not able to bear pulling out of her even partially. All the while we touch each other everywhere we could reach. I reveled in running my hands down her back, over her sweet ass, up her side to cup her breasts and tease her nipples.
At one point she took my tongue into her mouth and sucked. Hard. Needless to say it was very easy for me to imagine her sucking on some other part of my body. Those thoughts nearly took me over the edge.
She lifted her leg higher, giving me even better access. I pulled her as close as possible, pushing my dick further into her warmth. My brain was so lust fogged that I was unable to separate her moans from mine. All I knew for certain was that I could not get enough of this woman.
Before long her eyes drifted shut and she arched her back, pushing those enticing nipples up toward my face. They were very hard, probably an indication of how close she was to coming. No sooner had I formed that thought than I felt her pussy tightening around my dick. She came with several quick breaths and a moan, squeezing me with her pussy, her arms and her legs. The sensations were more than I could take and I exploded inside her, burying my face between her neck and shoulder, feeling her wrapped all around me while breathing in her scent. I managed to gasp out, “Amazing!”
She smiled her agreement.
Eventually I softened and slipped out of her. With some regret, we decided to take a quick splash in the pond to rinse off then head back to the cabin for an early dinner. We hadn’t kept our hand off each other long enough to eat the lunch we’d packed so we planned to nibble on that as we walked back. This time when Doc reached for her clothes I knew I couldn’t stop her. She’d never agree to walk naked though the woods all the way back to the cabin. But I sure hated to think about her covering her body.
“Doc, I know we have to get dressed to walk back, but…”
The look on her face let me know she was not up for any shit.
“Wait, hear me out. Can you skip the underware?”
She seemed to ponder that a minute. “Why? Faster access?”
“Well, maybe. I just want you as close to naked as possible.”
She tried to pretend she was put out, muttered something about jiggling breasts that I could not entirely make out, but she pulled her t-shirt on with no bra. I stopped for a moment to ogle her marvelous breasts. They are truly amazing. Probably a D cup, and Doc is not a tall woman. Needless to say, she is not a woman who typically goes anywhere without a bra. And, she did indeed have a serious jiggle going on under that shirt. I had to turn my head so that she would not see my leer and go back on our arrangement. We finished dressing, packed up our things and headed back.
Back at the cabin, we showered together. The rumbling of our stomachs was probably the only thing kept us from hitting the sheets right then. I was starting to get hard by the time we got out of the shower. I agreed to minimal clothing, but only after Doc convinced me we didn’t want to burn any essential parts in the kitchen. I put on a pair of boxers, she opted for an oversized t-shirt with nothing underneath.
As we moved around the kitchen getting dinner ready I kept wanting to reach out and touch her, just to give her ass a quick pat or run my hand up and down her back. She must have noticed.
“Is something wrong?” she asked. “You keep starting to touch me, then pulling your hand back. Are you feeling guilty about Heather?”
“No, that’s not it. I do feel bad that she got hurt, but since she saw this coming even before we did, I suspect she’ll be okay. She is a strong, resourceful woman, which is one of the things I liked about her.” I leaned back on the counter for a moment. “I kept reaching for you and then stopping myself because I don’t want you to think this is just about sex for me. Yes, I do want to touch your ass every time you go by, but it’s more than that for me.”
“I don’t know what we are yet, or where we’re going,” she said, “but feel free to touch me any time. I love having your hands on me and knowing that you want me.” She crossed the room to me and stood on her tiptoes, pulling my face down for a quick peck on the lips.
“Well in that case,” I pulled her into a tight hug and squeezed her ass, trying to make up for lost time.
We held each other for a while, gently swaying, but our stomachs and the sizzling steaks finally called a halt to the cuddling. She bumped me with her ass a couple times as we were putting the finishing touches on dinner. I loved that we could play with each other like that. To say nothing of how much I like that phenomenal ass of hers rubbing against mine. We carried our plates to the table and I popped in a movie. Some chick flick she picked, I don’t even remember the title. I was just glad she didn’t pick something educational. I guess ‘nearly-naked Doc’ has lower standards. I’ll have to remember to keep that woman’s bras and pantyhose hidden. She’s much more fun without them.
After we’d eaten we moved over to the couch to share a bowl of ice cream and finish the movie. I don’t know which one of us drifted off first but I woke up about 10:30 with the TV watching us rather than the other way around. We did enough rinsing and soaking of the things in the kitchen to get by until morning and headed up the stairs.
I ducked into the bathroom for a quick pit stop but didn’t close the door. I wanted her to know that I was comfortable with her in my most intimate space. She did not take the bait, but when I started brushing my teeth she did join me, using the other sink to do her thing. When I realized she was kind of hanging out, waiting for me to leave, I asked her what was wrong.
“I have to pee.”
“So, you need to…” she trailed off, pointing to the door and the way out.
“Doc, I’ve had my mouth on just about every part of your body I could get to, what is the problem?” By now she’s starting to wiggle a bit, so I knew she really had to go.
“Leeeee…” she whimpered.
I chuckled at her discomfort and slowly sauntered out. She practically caught my ass in the door she closed it so fast. I’d probably pay for that later. I stripped off my shorts and climbed into bed.
When she finally emerged, I looked at her t-shirt and raised my eyebrows. She must have understood because she stripped and crawled under the covers without a word. Without even raising the topic, we mutually agreed we were too tired to even think about sex, so I spooned up behind her and we were both soon asleep.
My cell phone read 4:18 a.m. when Doc slipped away from me to visit the bathroom. I noticed that she left the door open the tiniest crack and I smiled. When she came back to bed she apologized for waking me. I welcomed her into my arms and kissed her concerns away. We held each other for a few minutes.
“Are you awake? Can we talk?” Oh, god. Three words no man wants to hear at this or any other time of the day. Can. We. Talk.
Man up, I told myself. “Sure. What do you want to talk about?”
“Why did you wait ten years to come back?”
And there it was. Part accusation, but mostly data gathering. I know my Doc. “Neither of us was ready.”
Silence. She was telling me I’d have to do better than that.
“You were married and had a new baby. I wanted you to have the space to try to make it work with him for Emily’s sake. I am a child of divorced parents, remember? It’s not pretty. And, I was in graduate school with no money. I almost went to you when I heard you were divorced, but I felt like I didn’t have anything to offer you. All I had were student loans and a job I’d only been in three months. But I kept track of how you were doing though my frat brothers. I’d ask a different one each time, hoping that no one would ever figure out my pattern. They assured me that you seemed happier after the divorce than you had in a while.”
She chuckled and snuggled closer, like she was waiting for the next scene in the movie.
“I dated a couple of Black women, one I almost moved in with. But, she wasn’t you and I decided I wasn’t being fair to her...or you for that matter.”
“So your next step was to get engaged to the whitest white woman you could find? Mind you, Heather was very sweet and I could tell she adored you but, gee!”
I couldn’t help but laugh softly; she was right on target. “I met her at work. We started out just being friends. And, no, it did not escape my notice how attracted she was to me. We got closer and…I thought that I could make it work.” I sighed, feeling a bit guilty, despite my earlier claim to the contrary.
“What about you? Why didn’t you contact me?” I asked her pointedly.
“Insecurity, not knowing how you really felt, or at least I told myself I didn’t. To say nothing of the age, race and former-student issues.” She hadn’t hesitated, sounding like she was reciting items from a well-rehearsed list.
She went on. “I think Emily’s dad must have seen what Heather did. In those last weeks before Emily was born he was driving me back and forth to campus because I was nearly too big to fit behind the wheel and still reach the pedals.” I tried to hold in the snorted laugh, remembering her back then, but to no avail. That earned me a swat. “One night he tried to ask me who you were. I knew exactly who he was describing but I pretended that I didn’t, then said I was tired so he’d let me go to sleep.”
Confession time. “That was probably my fault.”
“I saw him in the hall when he’d dropped you off one morning. I told him I’d be happy to give you a ride home and save him a trip.”
“Oh my gosh! No you didn’t!” But I could hear the delight in her voice. “What did he say to that?”
“In so many words, he assured me that looking after his wife was not a problem. I told him to let me know if he ever needed me to help out.”
“Lee! I can’t believe you did that.”
“I did. What can I say? I was 22 and wishing the baby were mine, not his. I guess I was just trying to reclaim a piece of you for myself.”
“No wonder he was in a twist,” she laughed.
“Yeah. The next time I passed you two in the hall he gave me ‘the look.’ Hey, did he know that was me you were calling the day you went into labor, when you called me about proctoring that quiz?”
“No, he asked, but I conveniently had a contraction before I could answer him.”
“Contraction on demand, huh?”
“Something like that.” She looked around, then at me and asked, “What time it is?”
I reached for my cell phone again, and saw that it was now nearly 5:00 a.m. “Got some place you need to be?”
“Outside, watching the sun rise, maybe? Any idea what time that will be?”
“No, but now that we’re talking, I want to keep going. We might as well do it outside. But no clothes.” I could tell she was about to object. “It is still dark. Who on earth do you think will see you?”
She apparently decided I had a point because she headed for the door to the deck gloriously naked, ass and tits treating me to a little jiggle as she walked. I grabbed the quilt off the bed, knowing there’d be a chill in the air. Once outside, I sat in the chase and straddled it so that she could sit in front and snuggle back against me. Once we were settled, we just gazed at the sky for a bit. I wondered if she’d pick up where we’d left of or if I would have to.
“So, my precious Lee, where do we go from here?” she finally asked.
I placed soft kisses on the back of her neck as she reached her arm up and back to cradle my head. “If you don’t stop wiggling your pretty ass against me, we’re going nowhere but back to bed.” She giggled, but seemed to find a comfortable spot and ceased tormenting me. For good measure, I pulled the quilt up over her breasts so that I wouldn’t get distracted.
“Where do we go from here?” I echoed her question as I reflected. “Where do you want us to go? What are our options?”
“Please don’t put it all on me, baby. If there were no other factors to consider, where would you like us to go?”
“If we could, I’d stay here with you, naked, forever.” She turned her head and gave me a ‘be serious’ look. “No, I really mean that. But since we have to head back sometime later today, we need to talk about how we’ll manage to see each other…often…once we leave here. That’s what I’d like for the short run. We can talk about what I’d like for the long haul later.”
“Okay, I agree. We need to take it one step at a time.” She seemed relieved that I hadn’t suggested something more drastic and immediate. “But I have to admit, I don’t see myself letting this go anytime soon. Having had a taste of you, I can’t imagine not having you. I know there are some things we’ll have to work through, but right now all I can think about is keeping you in my life.”
I was awfully glad to hear that. I was worried that she’d be too concerned about the reaction of her faculty colleagues to take our relationship seriously. Puzzling through the logistic aloud, I said, “I live two hours from campus, about two and a half from your house. That’s a long way for a mid-week booty call,” that also earned me a swat, “but I don’t mind coming to you on the weekends. Is that okay? I realize we will have to pretend I’m sleeping on the couch.”
She nodded her agreement. “Emily will be finished school in early June. She’s supposed to spend at least a month with her dad. I can pack up my research and my laptop and work from your house after that. I’m not teaching summer classes this year.”
“That’s nearly eight weeks. In the meantime, do we know anyone who lives about half way between, in case I can’t make it to the weekend and need a quickie?”
She laughed, “There is always Motel 6.”
I sighed in resignation, already knowing that this was not going to be enough for me. I could already feel the Doc-withdrawl.
“So what happens when you get tired of schlepping to my house every weekend?” she asked.
“I’m hoping that long before I get tired of making that journey, you’ll be comfortable enough with us that I’ll be looking for a job close to you and Emily.”
“You’d do that for us? No questions, no regrets?”
“I need to see you, Doc. Regularly. And, I don’t want Emily to have to change schools. She’s already had to move once when you left the house you shared with her father. For me to move closer to you makes the most sense.” I really wanted to talk about just moving in with her, but I didn’t want to press ahead too quickly.
“But what seems logical is not always what we want emotionally. You’re sure? No hesitation, no concerns?”
“No. None. But if it will make you feel better, let’s agree to see how we both feel after you’ve come to stay with me this summer. If we both feel the same way, I’ll start job hunting.”
“That sounds like a plan, but I still don’t feel right about you making all of the sacrifices.”
“Believe me, I feel like I’m getting the best part of the bargain.” She turned her face up to me and we kissed each other tenderly, with promise. “Look,” I indicated toward the sky. “The sun is coming up.”
She turned back and snuggled in, reminding me of kid on the 4th of July waiting for the fireworks to begin. The delight on her face was so evident, I couldn’t help but smile myself. We watched the sunrise, with only whispered exchanges here and there, not wanting to disturb the majesty. I held her close, giving her gentle, loving caresses, which she returned. Once the sky show was about over we returned to bed and made slow passionate love until we were both exhausted. When I regained control of my fine motor skills, I set my cell phone alarm for 10:00 a.m. That would get us up in plenty of time to clean the cabin and pack.
I gently stroked her cheek, noticing that she was beginning to drop off to sleep, but was fighting it. “Relax, baby. Sleep,” I told her.
“But what time to we need to be ready to leave?”
“Doc, don’t worry. I’ve got it covered.”
She gave me a sleepy smile. “You know, you said almost those exact words to me the day that I called you to proctor that quiz for me. I put it in your hands then and I’m doing the same now. It feels good to have someone to rely on.” She was practically asleep before the last few words crossed her lips.
I pulled her close, shielding her. From what I was not sure, but knowing that I would do everything I could to love her and ease her burden.