The mystery woman's cyber signature spikes his heart rate.
Our families knew each other...I've known him for a long time...never thought I'd marry him, or anything."
We had moved to the couch as she talked. She lay back and talked. I sat up and held her hand, caressed her arm.
"Then what happened?" I asked.
"Nothing. And that's the boring part. Nothing at all. The baby came...almost scripted. Hubby works. I work. He comes home late, sleeps the night and goes away. I look after the baby...get my work done...phone girlfriends and family sometimes...read...watch tv..."
"Put your feet up," I suggested interrupting her.
"Put them on my lap...let me give you a relaxing foot massage as you talk...am really good at it, even though I say it myself."
She laughed and said,
"Oh. You are so different, Jack!"
She gave me her feet and continued,
"See...the problem is...we never really talk. Like, with you, we have known each other for a couple hours...and we are talking...relaxing. With him...I live with him...yet..."
She sighed. And I let my hands wander up her leg, massaging and relaxing her calf muscles now.
"Oh...that feels good."
"Just lie back...close your eyes if you want to...and enjoy," I said.
She lay back and closed her eyes. I massaged her knees, hiking her skirt up. She let me have my way. I ran my hands under her skirt to her thighs, kneading. Gently rubbing the insides of her thighs, I touched her panties with the back of my hand. Moist. Definitely.
She was still letting me have my way. I parted her legs and leaned forward. My intent - to get my mouth on her pussy. Suddenly, she closed her legs and sat up.
"What are you doing?" she exclaimed.
I was confused. I had figured she wanted me to have my way with her.
"Why...I thought...I could...you wanted me to..." I stammered.
"Yeah...but what were you doing?"
Realization dawned on me.
"You mean?" I asked - the question unspoken.
She stared at me. Then said,
"He has never...no man has ever... licked you there?"
"No." And this time there were tears in her eyes. She said,
"We had sex a couple times...then there was the baby...and after...I didn't want to get pregnant again that soon...and he...he..."
"He hasn't been interested?"
She nodded and cried.
"Well, it's the perfect time to experiment with alternate ways...oral sex...don't you think?"
"Yes, but I wouldn't know how and he..."
"Maya," I said softly, "Look at me."
She looked up at me through tear-filled eyes.
"It's ok. I understand...you've never done this before...just relax...let me show you how...just...just give me a chance..."
She nodded silently.
I parted her legs again. Kissing her inner thighs, I smelled her pussy. Then I looked up at her, and asked,
"Are you totally relaxed...good?"
She nodded shyly. Smiling, the tears gone, she asked,
"Do I smell all right...down there...you know?"
I had to smile big. Man, did she ever smell good! Oh yeah, that pussy smelled real good.
To her, I said,
"You smell great, honey...just relax and enjoy."
I licked at her moisture through the fabric of her panties. Strong pussy smell now. She was watering inside.
I pushed aside her panty. She had shaved in the last week or so. But there was a thin layer of hair covering the coffee colored skin of her mound. Substantially wet pink lips peeked from between her crack. I ran my tongue from the bottom of her pussy crack up to her clit.
"Mmmm...Maya...you taste good," I said aloud.
Her hands were on either side. And my mouth on tops her pussy.
"Your tongue...that...that felt good..." she replied.
"Wait...I can make you feel better, sweetie."
And I swirled my tongue on her clit. Engorging the little thing.
Then I worked her mound area - licking like a dog, swiping away the tiniest drop of juice from her hole like a big prize for my efforts. She was in ecstasy - from her moans. I took my time, spoiling every little square inch of her skin with my tongue. Nose occasionally buried deep in her wetness. Enjoying the smell and sticky wetness.
She had the appetite of a first-timer.