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	You've Got Mail
	by Ann Douglas
    (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)


Part Four

	When he whirled around, the look on
Jon's face made Noemi think he might
faint.  He was excited and exasperated at
the same time.  She hoped her warmest
smile would calm him down.
	"Noemi?"  he managed to say.
	"I hope so,"  she laughed.  "I hate to
think you go out at night trying to pick up
strange women."
	"Yes,  I mean no,  I mean ..."  he
stammered.  "God, you're beautiful!"
	"Take a deep breath,"  Noemi
suggested as she took his hand in hers.  "I
was only joking."
	She gave him a few moments to
indeed catch his breath, then took his arm
and wrapped it around hers.  If anyone
thought they were a mismatched couple,
given the difference in their ages, neither
seemed to care.
	"Shall we go in?" she asked.
	Jon just smiled and followed her
lead.

	Despite this being their first actual
chance to talk face to face, both felt like
they were talking to an old friend.  Time
passed quickly as they ate and chatted,
expanding on the brief impressions they
had formed with their cyber-chats and
emails.  By the time the waiter appeared
with the check, they had pretty much
filled in most of the blanks.
	Noemi was pleased to discover that
her original assessment of Jon was right
on the money.  He was a really nice young
man.  Intelligent, good looking and just
maybe a little shy.
	She was sure that if anything had
happened with the two girls he had told
her about during their chats, it had been
totally their idea.  His shyness also
explained some of his fascination with
older women.
	 Feeling uncomfortable in the role
the dating rituals among his own age group
required, he longed for someone who might
take him by the hand so to speak and be
the aggressor in a relationship.   It was a
role that Noemi was becoming more
comfortable with as the night went on.

	"I'm really glad we had the chance
to really meet,"  Jon was saying as they
exited the restaurant and walked out into
the night air.  "I wish you'd at least let me
pay my half of the dinner."
	"Don't be silly,"  Noemi said with a
laugh.  "You're my guest.  Besides, if I let
you pay for your dinner then I might not
be able to expect a good night kiss when
we're done."
	Jon smiled at the thought, his face
flushed just a little.
	"Besides, I do have a favor to ask
you?" she said.
	"Anything,"  Jon instantly replied.
	"I was having a little trouble with
my car on the way up here,"  she lied, "so I
left it back at the motel I'm staying at up
the road.  Could you be a dear and give me
a lift back there?"
	"Sure,"  Jon said excitedly.
	"Good,"  Noemi replied, her smile
beaming even brighter.

	As they pulled up to the motel, Jon
was surprised that Noemi was staying at
such a place.  He had never been to this
particular establishment, but he had heard
of it.
	"Don't look so shocked,"  Noemi
smiled, "it's just an inexpensive place to
stay."
	"Well it does have a reputation,"
Jon said.
	"Once upon a time, so did I,"  Noemi
laughed, "but seriously, it doesn't bother
me at all."
	Noemi directed Jon around to the
back stairwell, then asked if he would mind
walking her to her room.  Parking the car,
he quickly agreed.
	"Thank you,"  she replied, "I hate
walking into a dark room."

	"Make yourself comfortable,"
Noemi said as she stepped into the room
and turned on the light.
	Jon sat down on the closest bed.
Even from across the room, Noemi could
see how nervous he was.
	"Am I making you nervous?"  she
asked, deciding to take the most direct
path.
	"No, not really," he lied.
	"Did you think I asked you up here
to do anything bad to you?"
	"Of course not,"  Jon quickly
replied.
	"That's good, because I'd never
want you to think that."
	Noemi paused another moment, then
decided to be even more direct.
	"You really enjoyed the times we
played online, didn't you?" she asked.
	"Oh yes,"  he replied.
	Noemi took a long pause between
breaths.  This was the moment when it all
might go from being simply an online game
to something very real.
	"Would you like to try those things
for real?"  She finally asked.
	"Oh God, yes,"  Jon said without
hesitation.
	""Wonderful,"  Noemi smiled.

	Walking over to where Jon was
sitting,  Noemi took his hand and gently
helped him to his feet.  Her lips found his,
pressing softly at first, then with more
passion.  Their tongues met and each
massaged the other for what seemed like
the longest time.  As they kissed again,
their bodies pressed together, making
them each aware of the warmth building
within the other.
	Noemi turned around and asked him
to unzip her dress.  She could hear the
excitement in his breaths as he pulled
down the zipper, letting out a deep sigh
when the zipper reached bottom.
	"Thank you,"  Noemi said as she
reached up and slid her dress off her
shoulders and let it drop down to her
ankles.
	The thirty-six year old stepped out
of the dress, took a long step forward and
turned back around.  If she thought Jon
was going to get eyestrain back in the
restaurant staring at her breasts, it now
looked like they were going to pop out of
his head.
	Beneath her simple dress, Noemi
wore matching white lace lingerie,
complete with garter belt and stockings.
The effect on Jon was obvious.
	"Well, what do you think?"  she
asked.
	"I can't believe this is really
happening,"  Jon said.
	Noemi stepped closer to Jon and
took his hand in hers.  Pressing it against
the soft exposed flesh of her breasts, she
asked,  "Does this feel like a dream?"
	"Oh no,"  he replied.
	Noemi couldn't believe the rush she
was feeling at this moment.  She hadn't
even been this excited her own first time.
	She shifted his hand until it slid
beneath the thin material of her bra and 
brushed against her nipples.  The touch of
his fingers against her erect tip sent a jolt
of electricity through her.
	She closed her eyes for a brief
moment as Jon played first with one
nipple, then both as he brought his other
hand up to its twin.  Releasing her hold on
him, she reached behind her back and
undid the small clasp, freeing the objects
of his attention.
	"Oh God!"  Jon gasped as the lacy
material fell away and he was faced with
her mounds in all their glory.
	He stood there for a few seconds
after that, holding a heavy globe in each
of his hands.  His fingers still pressing
against both the hard tips and the soft
flesh beneath it.
	"Can I kiss them?"  he hesitantly
asked.
	"Honey, you can do anything you like
with them,"  Noemi laughed.
	No sooner had the words left her
mouth when Jon lifted one breast to his
own mouth and closed his lips around her
nipple.  His tongue washed over her flesh
as he drank deep of the perfume she had
splashed there earlier in the evening.
	His lack of any real skill was more
than balanced out by the continuing sense
of excitement Noemi felt.  She offered
soft words of encouragement as she kissed
the top of Jon's head, suggestions he took
to heart as he transferred his desires to
her other breast.
	She let him play a while longer,
giving in to his youthful desire.  Then she
removed her nipple from his mouth and
lifting his head to hers, kissed him again.
	"Let me show you how it's done,"
she said softly as their lips parted.
    	Off went his jacket, tossed to the
side.  Slowly, sensuously, Noemi undid the
buttons of his shirt, working her way from
top to bottom.  Once that was undone, she
slid her hands under his T-shirt and
tickled the lightly haired chest beneath.
Then with a flourish, she pulled it up and
over his head.
	Returning to his chest, she ran her
fingers cross it, paying special attention to
his own small nipples.  Noemi rubbed them
gently, then as they also became hard,
replaced the touch of her fingers with her
mouth.
	Showing Jon exactly how it was
done, her tongue and lips demonstrated a
skill that she had begun learning while he
was still taking his first steps.  It was a
lesson unlike any he had learned in school.
Even though had been quite a few teachers
he would've like to have learned from.
	As she continued to lick his nipples,
Noemi reached down and undid his belt and
the zipper of his slacks.  Her hand reached
down inside his pants and took hold of his
cock, prompting an excited cry from Jon.
	A smile filled Noemi's face as she
stroked his hard manhood, putting its
length at six inches at least.  Exactly how
Jon had described it during their online
lovemaking.  Most guys, she thought,
would've exaggerated and added at least
an inch or two.
	Up and down she ran her hand,
stroking the skin from his balls to the
crown of his cock.  She could feel it grow
even harder at her touch and couldn't wait
to have it in her mouth.
	Dropping to her knees, she grabbed
the sides of his slacks and pulled them
down.  A second motion pulled down his
briefs as well.  Fully erect, his cock stood
at attention, reminiscent of the Popsicles
she so enjoyed as a little girl.
	With much the same facial
expressions that she exhibited on those
long ago summer days, Noemi took him
wholly into her mouth.  Caressing first the
tip, and then the entire length of his cock,
she brought forth an even louder cry of
appreciation from her young lover.
	Her head bobbed up and down as
she drew him even deeper into her,
creating a suction that he felt from his
head to his toes.  Noemi kept one hand
around his shaft, pumping it in and out of
her mouth and used the other to massage
his balls and the skin beneath it.
	The pressure was more than Jon
could bear.  It wasn't his first blow job,
but compared to the woman in front of
him, the two girls who'd been there
before had been rank amateurs.  He was
sure that he was going to explode any
second.  Then, suddenly without warning,
the pressure stopped.
	Opening his eyes and looking down,
Jon felt a different sensation.  His cock
was now wrapped in the soft warmth of
Noemi's breasts as she pressed them
tight against his hardness, massaging it as
she moved them up and down.  She bent
her head just enough to continue sucking
the tip of his cock as it appeared from
within her flesh.
	Once more she brought him to the
edge, then let the fever within him
subside.  Helping him off with the last of
his clothes, Noemi let Jon remove her
panties, leaving her with only her stockings
and garter.  The young man was fascinated
by the relic of an earlier generation.
	But not half as fascinated as he was
with the thick hairy bush that had been
beneath the white lace.  That and the
sweet prize behind it.
	"You can kiss that too if you want,"
Noemi laughed as she watched the look of
amazement on his face.
	From the hesitant way Jon probed
first with his finger, then his tongue,
Noemi was sure neither of his two previous
partners had given him the chance to
examine them so closely.
	As it was with his first attempt of
suckling at her breasts, Jon's use of his
tongue on her most private spot was crude
and lacked direction.  Unlike before, she
was content just to let him explore on his
own as she leaned back and relaxed.
	As she expected, his examination
didn't take long.  Teaching a young man
the advantages of being able to please a
woman orally was a most valuable lesson,
but one that she was willing to let pass for
a later time.  Right now, she decided, he
was ready for the main event.
	With Jon sitting on the edge of the
bed, Noemi told him to lay back and she
climbed on top of him.  With her legs
spread wide, she lowered herself
downward until the entrance to her
womanhood was resting against the head
of his cock.  Taking hold of the base, she
held it steady as she impaled herself on it.

	"Just relax and enjoy it,"  she told
him,  "let me do the work."
	One he was fully inside of her, she
lifted herself up and down a few times,
just to be sure it was a comfortable fit.
Satisfied, she was ready to go.
	Noemi pulled Jon up into a sitting
position as she began to ride his cock at a
faster pace.  She guided his mouth to her
dark nipples so that he could apply the
example she had shown him earlier.
	Holding each other tight, they
rocked back and forth as Jon eagerly
licked her mounds.  From the intensity of
Noemi's repetitions, it was obvious that
this time there would be no holding back.
The fires racing through both of them
would burn until they exhausted
themselves of their own accord.
	Faster and faster Noemi rocked, as
Jon held her close as he could, making his
strokes within her shorter and more
frequent.  Their bodies trembled and
covered with sweat as they hurdled
though an abyss toward a climactic
explosion.
	A double explosion that happened so
close to one another as to be almost
simultaneous.  Noemi let out a loud cry of
joy that had they been anywhere else
would undoubtedly be frowned upon by the
people in adjacent rooms.  Deep within
herself she could feel the warmth of Jon's
climax filling her.
	Jon on the other hand enjoyed his
orgasm in silence as he felt Noemi's sugar
walls contract against his cock.  It was an
experience that was totally new to him.
 From this day on, he would consider this as
the time he lost his virginity because it
was the first time he had ever made a
woman come.

	Noemi held Jon tight against her,
long after their bodies had stopped
quaking and his cock had softened as to
almost slide out of her.  They laughed and
kissed each other over and over.
	"I can't describe how much I
enjoyed that,"  Jon said in between kisses.
	"Then don't try,"  Noemi grinned,
"the look in your eyes is enough."
	"I love you,"  Jon said.
	"Just so you know,"  she replied,
"professions of love to a woman who just
fucked you aren't binding.  At least not in
my book.  If you still feel that way a week
from now we'll talk about it."
	"I'm going to feel that way
forever,"  Jon insisted.
	"We'll see,"  Noemi said as she
kissed him once more, "but for the here
and now, there's something I want to ask
you."
	"Anything,"  Jon said as he kissed
the top of her breasts.
	"Now that we both warmed up," she
said in with all the sincerity she could
manage,  "what say we get down to some
serious fucking?"
	The look of excitement on Jon's
face in response to her question made
Noemi glad that she didn't have to be at
work until Monday morning.  It was going
to be a very long weekend.

End

(missing parts may be found at)

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