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From: Kelli Zinfandel <kellizinfandel@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Bet
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Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2011 17:10:02 -0400
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Here is a story I have written and trying to post.  Hopefully I'm doing this
right!  thanks.
<1st attachment, "The Bet.doc" begin>

This is a story dedicated to a very special person.  She touched
my life in ways that she never realized and for which I am
forever grateful.  She is a beautiful person, inside and out, and
I shared thoughts and worries with her that I have never shared
with others. While I have taken some literary license with the
story, many of the events happened although perhaps not in the
way portrayed 


As I looked out the window and saw her truck driving slowly up
the road towards my house, I thought back to the night we made
the bet.  We work in the same building and  had finished a long
week at work.  We decided to have a drink or a glass of wine to
relax, decompress and celebrate my birthday.  Birthdays haven*t
ever been a big deal to me, but the year before I had been
diagnosed with prostate cancer and undergone successful surgery
to treat it.  As a consequence this birthday was a little
different, more special in that I began to realize that things
happen and I might not live forever.  She had gotten me a gift
and said she had another one for me that I could only open with
her.  I was flattered that she had done anything at all for me
and I had to admit I was curious about the one gift.  I opened
the envelope and inside was a home-made puzzle.  I started
putting it together and after awhile I could tell it was a
picture she had taken while she was laying down on her back.  The
shot was across her stomach and over her bikini bottoms with her
knees in the air and ocean in the distance.  She was having a
hard time watching me put it together and would occasionally mess
it up so I would have to start over.  Finally I  got close to
finishing it but there were a couple of pieces missing- or so I
thought given the size of the other pieces.  I said something and
she told me that she thought there was only one piece left- the
one in her hand.  *No, I think there are a couple.*  She took a
drink of wine, smiled *Nope, just this one.*  She wouldn*t show
me the piece so I looked at the puzzle again, all of the other
pieces were pretty small.  *Kelli, there*s got to be more than
just one, you better not have lost one.*  I looked underneath the
table.
She looked at me and smiled at my frustration.  She knew how much
I wanted to see the complete picture.  *You want to bet on
whether there is only one piece left?*  I looked at her, *bet,
why don*t you just give me the piece, it*s my gift remember?* 
*Well you seem pretty sure that I*m wrong and that there is more
than one piece so how confident are you?  Confident enough to
make a bet?*  We were both starting to feel the effects of the
wine at this point.
*Okay, I*ll bet.  What are the stakes?  If you*re right and that
is the last piece what do I lose?*  She smiled at me, took a
drink of wine and looked me directly in the eye, *if you lose,
you have to do therapy in front of me.*  There was a dead silence
in the room.  *Therapy* had developed as sort of a *code* between
us for masturbation.  
I had confided in her that after my surgery the doctors told me I
needed to engage in *massage therapy* of my penis on a daily
basis.  This would help the nerves regenerate and aid in
restoring everything to pre-surgery *working condition.*  We
often joked when things at work or life in general got stressful
that we needed *therapy.*   I couldn*t believe what she just
said.  A moment passed, she was holding her glass and smiling,
*what*s the matter?  If you*re so sure it there*s more than one
piece it shouldn*t be a problem.*  
*And what do I get if I win?*
*I don*t know, what do you want?*
*A picture of you naked, with your legs spread.* 
*No, way.*  

I thought for a second, *okay, here*s the deal.  I will agree to
your stakes, but the stakes are the same for you.  If there is
more than one piece left- you have to do therapy in front of me.*
 The smile left her face.  *No, I*m not going to agree to that. 
I*m pretty sure there*s only one piece but not that sure.*
  *Now wait a minute Kelli you are the one that should know.  You
made the puzzle, you cut the pieces.  I agreed to the stakes
without any of that help, you have a real advantage but the
stakes have to be the same.*  She thought about it for a moment.
*Okay.*  I was surprised about how worried she was, she really
wasn*t sure how may pieces were left.  She opened her hand which
held a piece of the puzzle, as soon as I saw it I knew I had
lost.  I took the piece and put it in the puzzle, it fit and was
the final piece.  She saw it and her eyes got as big as her
smile.  *I won, I won!  I fucking won!  You know what that
means.*  She was bouncing up and down she was so excited I
momentarily forgot what her winning meant.  
Finally she paused and looked at me with big smile on her face
and her green eyes twinkling with excitement.  *Soooooo, when are
you going to pay up, or are you?*  I could feel the heat in my
face as I blushed.  I kept looking at the puzzle.  *Why do you
keep looking at the puzzle?  It won*t change, it was the last
piece, you know it and you lost, you lost, you fucking lost!  Now
we need to talk about you paying off your bet.*  I had to admit I
was a little stunned and was trying to think of something to say.
 She broke the silence, *if you would like, you can pay off right
now, maybe that would be best.*
Finally I spoke, *not here, not in the office, ok?  I need to
prepare a little for this.  I need some lotion and other things.
Don*t worry, I*ll pay off, I have never welched on a bet before
in my life and I won*t start with this one, despite the stakes.*
She was still excited and bouncing around in her seat,
occasionally taking a drink of wine.  *Okay, tell you what, I*ll
supply the lotion and the wine for both of us.  Now when are you
going to pay off? I want to know.*
I took a deep breath.  *How about sometime next week.  You can
pick the day, just let me know a day or two in advance, okay.* 
 *Hmmmmmm, I don*t think so, I think tomorrow afternoon would
work better.*  *Tomorrow* I asked, *Saturday?*  She looked at me
and nodded, *Yep, I want to have you pay off tomorrow.  Work
won*t get in the way and you might as well get your debt paid.*
*Okay,......... I guess that*ll be alright.  Where do you want me
to pay my debt?*
*I*ll come over to your house, okay?  Let me think, I*m going to
want to have a glass of wine so we can*t make it too early.  How
about this, I*ll be at your house at 2:30, that isn*t too early
to have a glass of wine and enjoy my winnings.*
I took another big gulp of wine.  *Okay, my house at 2:30.*  What
had I gotten myself into?  I really didn*t think she would make
me pay off.  I suspected after the effects of this evening*s wine
wore off, that she would rethink everything, call me in the
morning and let me off the hook, maybe telling me she would
accept a nice bottle of wine instead.
The truck slowed and turned into the driveway.  She was driving
slowly,  I don*t know if she was being cautious, tormenting me or
rethinking the whole thing.  I was still thinking that she
probably wouldn*t make me go through with it.  We would probably
end up drinking some wine and talking about how I *owed her* for
letting me off the hook.   She parked her truck and I heard the
engine stop.  As I walked to meet her at the front door I heard
her truck door shut and her footsteps as she approached the
house.  I opened the door just as she stepped onto the porch. 
She was dressed in a bit of a low cut pink stretch top and jeans.
 Her top came to the waist of her jeans, where if she reached for
something you would see some of her stomach.  Her breasts swelled
above the top.

 I guess I really should describe her more fully.  She is 31
years old, dark brown/red hair to her shoulders and has the most
incredible green eyes.  I love it when she smiles or laughs
because her eyes twinkle.  She is probably about 5' 4" and weighs
about 110 lbs.  She has the most amazing body I have ever seen. 
Her breasts are perfect.  Not too large but probably a C cup. 
Their shape makes you think they aren*t real.  Her waist is
small, her belly flat and toned.  Her ass, well her ass is
something I have dreamed about.  I consider myself an ass man,
and Kelli*s is a perfect example of why I am that way.  Small,
toned and any man couldn*t help but want to see and hold it in
his hands. She was carrying a paper bag which I assumed contained
a bottle of wine.  
*Hey, there. You made it.* 
She smiled as she came inside.  *Of course I made it silly, I
told you I*d be here.  You don*t think I*d miss this would you?*

She set the bag on a table and pulled out a nice bottle of the
Zinfandel that we sometimes drank.  *Where*s your opener?  I
thought this occasion deserved a special bottle of wine so I
stopped by the store before I came up here.*  
*Here, let me have that* I took the bottle and found my
corkscrew.  I started to open the wine and looked over at her. 
She was still smiling, she seemed happy and in a great mood.  I
poured us each a glass of wine and we clinked glasses, *cheers.*
We went out on the back deck, looked at the view and made some
small conversation as we enjoyed the wine.  It was like neither
of us wanted to bring up why she was there.  Finally she broached
the subject.
*Soooooooo, are you ready to pay off?*
*Are you really going to make me pay off?*
*I*m not going to make you do anything,* she shrugged.  *You lost
a bet and if you don*t want to pay off, that*s fine, you don*t
have to.  I*m not going to make you.*  
*Ahhhh, Kelli don*t say that.  I told you that I have never
welched on a bet and I am ready and willing to pay off if you
would like to collect your winnings.*
She took another sip of wine, *let*s go inside.*  We stepped back
into the house and I was beginning to realize that I was really
going to have to pay off.  She reached into the paper bag she had
brought and pulled out some lubricant and held it up for me to
see.  *I told you that I would bring the wine and the lube, I*ve
done what I said I would do, now it*s up to you.*  Another sip of
wine and then she refilled her glass, *I better get a little more
wine before you start, I don*t want to miss a thing.*  Her eyes
were twinkling as she said it.    
You could feel the tension building in the room.  I was nervous,
my hands were shaking a little as I took a drink.  *Where would
you like me to do it Kelli?*  
*I don*t care, anywhere you like, that*s your decision, like I
said, I don*t care.*  I could tell she was nervous also.

I turned and started to walk to the bedroom, *I think I*ll do it
in the bedroom, it*s where I usually do it anyway.*  She followed
me to the room.  She stood there waiting and I took another drink
of the wine, this time a big one.  *Do I have to get completely
naked, or just enough to do therapy?*  She cocked  her head a bit
and with a smile said, *let me see,........ do you usually wear
clothes when you masturbate?  I don*t think so!  No....... I get
to watch you do therapy just like you would if you were all
alone.*  I noticed her breathing was getting a little more
shallow.  She was nervous, but also excited.  The sexual tension
and energy was hanging heavy in the air.  I was scared, nervous
and excited.......  all at the same time.  What impact would my
surgery have on my performance, I wondered.  While I was
recovering nicely from the surgery I was scared that everything
might not *work* as it was supposed to.  If that happened not
only would I be incredibly embarrassed, but I would disappoint
her.  I so didn*t want her to be disappointed.  In my fantasies I
wanted her turned on by the experience.  *Please God, help me out
here, okay?* I thought as I looked into those beautiful eyes.
We were standing beside the bed, both just a little afraid to
speak and a little unsure of what to do next.  She put the lube
down on the night stand and simply looked at me and, waited.  It
was up to me and she was content to let me decide what to do
next.  She took a sip of her wine, swallowed it slowly as she
waited.
I took another big gulp of wine and set the glass down on the
night stand.  I looked at her as I grabbed the bottom of the
t-shirt I was wearing.  The smile on her face was gone, she was
watching closely.  I saw her breasts rise and fall with each
rapid breath she was taking.  Even beneath her shirt they were
beautiful.  They pressed against the fabric but even then you
couldn*t see any trace of her nipples, damn I thought, *at least
she could*ve helped me out by leaving the bra at home.*   She
still wasn*t entirely sure if I would go through with it.  Maybe
she was waiting for me ask to be let off the hook, propose some
other reward or simply chicken out.  I didn*t know what she was
thinking exactly as I pulled my t-shirt over my head.  I was
blushing as this beautiful, hot young woman got her first look at
me without a shirt.  Despite any assurances that she could give
to me to the contrary, I was very self-conscious about the way I
looked, especially in front of a woman of her age and in her
condition.  I didn*t look up at her while I tried to hold in my
stomach and not look embarrassed.  
  I hesitated to see if maybe she would change her mind.  I
finally looked at her, she just looked back at me and gestured
with her glass of wine at my belt buckle *Come on,.............,
don*t stop now.*   I stalled by pulling down the covers on one
side of  the bed.  The sheets were a light green and I knew they
would feel soft when I laid down.  *You*re stalling, come on,
it*ll be okay, you*re making a bigger deal than you need to make
out of this.*  She was smiling as she said it.  The smile wasn*t
taunting, more a smile of encouragement, but she definitely was
anxious to see more.
I took a deep breath and unbuckled my belt.  I looked at as my
hands as I popped the button at the top of my jeans and I took
hold of the zipper.  Her breath was still shallow as she watched
with just the slightest smile.  There was no doubt she was going
to have me go through with it.  I unzipped my jeans and she
realized as she saw my pubic hair that I wasn*t wearing
underwear.  That momentarily broke the tension in the room.  She
smiled broadly, *oh, my God!  No underwear!  Hmmmm you didn*t
tell me that you would be intriguing!*  *Intriguing* was another
one of those little codes between us.  She came up with it one
day when I asked her if she thought it was *hot* when a guy
didn*t wear underwear.  Her comment was that she would describe
it more as *intriguing* as opposed to *hot.*
I put my thumbs in the waistband and pushed my jeans down and
stood up straight as I kicked them off.  I was now standing
totally naked in front of one of the hottest women I had ever
known.  I could feel my cock stirring and beginning to harden as
I looked at her.  She didn*t meet my gaze at first, she was
looking directly at my cock.  I was nervous and shifted my stance
a little and turned to lay down on the blankets on the bed.

*Wait, a second.* she commanded, *let me see for a second.*  She
reached out and touched my arm, I stopped.  Her hand went down my
arm as she turned me to face her.  She had what I would describe
as a *gentle* look on her face.  She was looking me in the eye as
her hand grasped my fingers and pulled me a step away from the
bed.  I felt my knees shaking as her gaze left mine and her eyes
traveled down the length of my body.  I closed my eyes as I felt
her looking lower.  I could feel my cock getting harder despite
my obvious anxiety.  I opened my eyes and saw her looking at it.
Shit, I looked at it!  I was getting hard!  Maybe not a big deal
to a lot of guys, but to me, after my surgery and recovery?  It
was an incredibly big deal.  
She wasn*t really smiling, but nonetheless she seemed pleased. 
She let go of my fingers as she started to walk around me.  I
closed my eyes as I could feel her standing behind me, looking at
my back and my ass- all totally exposed.  My insecurities started
up again, worried about what she was thinking.  The hair on my
back- did that repulse her?  I never shaved or trimmed my pubic
hair and she had previously told me she preferred men to do that.
 In short, here I was, older by about 20 years than her and I
knew my body was nothing like that of the guys she would be
attracted to.                                        
I jumped as I felt her touch the middle of my back, right between
my shoulder blades.  A very light, gentle touch.  I could hear
her breathing as her fingers slowly slid down to the small of my
back, where she hesitated.  I stood there with my hands at my
sides clenching and unclenching my fists as I felt her hand slide
over my waist and feel my ass, cupping it a bit.  She moved
closer to me.  If could feel her breath on the back of my neck as
she reached under my ass, just barely touching my balls with the
tips of her fingers then quickly sliding her hand away.  She
teased me briefly as I felt her press her breasts and body
against me and softly moan, hmmmmmmm- was that a kiss on the back
of my shoulder?  I couldn*t tell as it was so brief and fleeting.
 I felt her breath on the back of my neck as she whispered,
*hmmm, I think I like having you standing here, naked in front of
me, ........... in fact I know I do.*  
She moved around in front of me, her fingers never losing contact
with me and drawing a trail around my waist and stomach,
carefully avoiding any contact with my genitals.  She was
standing close, looking up at my eyes.  She brought her hand up
the front of my leg, she then trailed a finger up the side of my
stomach to my chest.  She started playing with my nipple while
keeping eye contact with me.  *You don*t mind me touching do you,
just a little?*  
*No, that*s fine,* I could feel myself getting harder and her
playing with my nipple was distracting and a bit unnerving.  She
moved a little closer yet and still looking me in the eye,
*because if it bothers you I can stop.  I know me getting to
touch wasn*t part of the bet.*  Her hand left my chest and
traveled down between us, over my stomach.  She moved it just
below my waist and I knew what she was going to touch next.  She
then stopped just short of touching me *there.*
She stepped to the side, with her hand still maintaining contact,
her palm resting lightly against my waist.  *Maybe we should get
started here, I don*t want to get distracted here and forget to
have you pay off.*  

I reached for the lube and she stopped me.  *Lay down, I*ll get
it for you.* As she picked up the lube, I adjusted the pillows
and sat down on the bed and swung my legs up and then laid back.
My legs were parted as I got comfortable.  My cock was not quite
fully erect yet as my hand traveled down over my stomach towards
it.  *Scoot over,* she commanded.  As I scooted over to the
center of the bed she sat on the side.  She had the lube in her
hand and she waited for me to begin touching myself.  Another
deep breath, I held that one for a moment and then let out
slowly.  I closed my eyes as I felt my hand make contact with my
cock.  I gripped it at the base and then pulled my hand up
towards the top.  My hips moved slightly in response to my touch.
My legs were flexing and relaxing, mostly from my nerves.   I
felt her shift on the bed and  I opened my eyes.  She was now
kneeling on the bed beside me holding the lube and looking at my
hand beginning to stroke my cock.  She then held the lube a
couple of inches above my penis and squeezed.  The liquid felt
cool but quickly warmed as it landed on the shaft of my penis. 
As I spread the slippery liquid from head of my cock to the base
I felt myself getting harder and momentarily closed my eyes.  My
hand and cock were slick as I squeezed myself and slowly began
stroking my cock as if I were alone in the room. 
*Kelli, won*t you please let me see you?  It would help me to be
able to look at you naked- I swear to God I won*t touch you or do
anything.  I promise.*

*I don*t think that would be a very good idea.  If I did that
there is no telling what would happen next and I would probably
not get to see you pay off your bet.  I would want to do
something else.*
I understood.  I was disappointed. *Okay.*  I said.  I continued
with my stroking trying not to be too self conscious.  She
hesitated.  I sensed she wanted to do something yet was unsure
what to do.  Maybe afraid of where it might lead?  I wasn*t sure,
yet something told me that she wanted to let me see more of her.
She couldn*t have been surprised by my request, it wasn*t like I
hadn*t asked before. 
 *Tell you what,* she said, *I*m not going to get naked, that*s
not part of the deal.  However, I will be nice to you, I don*t
know why but I will.  I am going to give you a choice.  I will
either take off my shirt and bra and you can see my breasts, or I
will take off just my jeans and you can see me in .......... my
panties.*  I smiled, another inside joke, she says she doesn*t
like the word panties, she calls them underwear, but she knows I
like it when she says the word.  *Well, which is it?*
I was torn.  As I have said she has incredible, perfect breasts.
To see those would be amazing.  I knew I wouldn*t get to touch
them, but to see them, oh my God!  I may never again have to
chance to see her topless.  On the other hand to see her in just
panties, surely sexy ones, well that would be something I would
never forget.  I couldn*t decide, I wanted to see both but I knew
better than to ask.  She might change her mind and I would end up
seeing nothing.  
Back and forth, finally I made my choice.  *I*ll take the
panties.*  I slowed my stroking a bit as she smiled nervously. 
Maybe she was a bit surprised, but she didn*t show it.  *I don*t
know why I*m doing this, I didn*t lose the bet.*  She got off the
bed and looked me directly in the eye, almost defiantly as her
hand went to the button at the top of her jeans.  She hesitated
for just a slight second before she unbuttoned it, her pretty,
slender fingers then grasped the zipper and ever so slowly pulled
it down.  She was teasing me, pulling it down slowly, the sexual
energy in the room jumped up yet another notch.  I could see her
skin come into view.  She had been sunbathing, it was tan.  The
zipper reached the bottom and I could see the top and a bit of
the front of her panties!  They were a turquoise, greenish-blue
lace.  I couldn*t see much yet but I was thrilled.  They were a
beautiful color and had lace, perhaps I would be able to see
something through the fabric.    
She kept trying to look me in the eye, but I was focused on the
sight in front of me.  With her standing beside the bed her waist
was right at eye level for me.  I glanced up at her, her lips
were parted a bit as she took a deep breath.   Right at that
moment she was no longer watching me masturbate.  Her eyes had a
deep sexy look to them, different than I had ever seen before. 
My heart rate jumped.  I wasn*t looking at her panties.  I was
getting to see a very sexual look on her face.  A look that her
boyfriend must have seen countless times, but I was getting to
see for the first time.  As I*ve mentioned everything about her
body was incredibly hot and sexy, but it didn*t compare to the
look I saw on her face that day.  

  The look made me even harder than I had been a moment before.
She slipped her thumbs in sides of her jeans and pushed them
down.  She stopped for a moment as her panties began to come down
with them.  She took a moment to pull them up before I could see
anything she didn*t want me to see.  She then pushed her jeans
down and stepped out of them.  The lace wasn*t totally sheer but
you could see thru it.  She had told me before, and my eyes
confirmed that she shaved completely.  There wasn*t a trace of
hair visible anywhere underneath the soft, sexy fabric.  I
noticed the tattoo of a partial moon on her right side lower
stomach.  She had showed it to me before, but it looked
different, sexy I guess, seeing it just above the lace of  her
panties.
  *Turn around, let me see the back.*  She gave me a little dirty
look but slowly turned around.  She was wearing a thong and I
almost came right then and there as I saw her ass and the tiny
strip of cloth disappearing between the cheeks of her sweet,
beautiful ass.......  God, how I wanted to take those off her, I
wanted to hold them, press them to my face,  feel their warmth
and sniff them, touch them.  I wanted to experience the
intimacies that her thong held and at that particular moment  I
didn*t care if she would think I was *weird* or a perv, it was
Kelli*s thong..... 
She turned back around and climbed onto the bed once again.  She
was close to me, she was kneeling on the bed near my shoulders,
her knees were parted slightly and I could see the cloth
stretched tight over her crotch.  The crotch of her thong was
cotton so it hid her most intimate treasures from my view, but
still I was so close, this woman was so beautiful and sexy that I
was trying not to come just so as to prolong the moment.  The
moment I didn*t want to end because I didn*t think I would ever
get to see this again.  She reached out and brushed my hair back,
*how are you doing?  Remember no touching, okay?*  
*I*m great, God Kelli you will never know how incredible you
look.*  She just smiled and then looked down at my hand which was
slowly rubbing my cock.  *That looks pretty nice too.*  I kept
stroking myself slowly.  I knew I wasn*t going to last forever, I
couldn*t.
She couldn*t help but notice me staring at her panty-covered
crotch, but she also knew I was getting closer.  She parted her
knees more to in order to afford me a little better view.  Her
skin looked tanned and soft.  The inside of her thighs were
beautiful and I could now see the thong narrowing and diving to a
point where the strip of cloth ran between her cheeks.  My hips
were moving more and more as I got closer.  The muscles in my
legs were flexing and I notice occasionally I was rubbing my feet
together and then spreading them.  Kelli took her hand and
casually rubbed the inside of her thigh as she watched me begin
to stroke faster.  For a moment, just a small, glorious moment,
she traced her finger to the center of her thong and pressed it
against her.  Just the slightest bit of rubbing herself there.  I
glanced up at her face and she wasn*t looking to see if I
reacted, she was looking at me rubbing my cock.  I*m not sure she
totally realized what she had done, rather she was caught up in
the moment of watching me and her touching herself had  almost
been done without thinking about it.  
I kept my attention on looking at her legs, crotch and thong.  I
would*ve given anything at that moment to have her swing her leg
over my face and allow me the view of her sitting above me or
getting into a 69 position.  Let me lean up and kiss her panties-
that wouldn*t really be *touching* her would it?   I knew she
wouldn*t allow it so I didn*t even ask, I didn*t want her to pull
back from what she had already given me.  There were so many
things going through my mind as I looked at her and fantasized
about what I would do if given the opportunity.  She was close
and I swear I could feel the heat of her body next to me.

*Tell me when you*re going to come,* she said in almost a
whisper.  She leaned down towards my feet to watch.  I turned my
head, straining to see more of her ass.  I could see her cheeks
spread ever so slightly as she leaned forward but with the angle
I still could not see between them.  God how I wanted to!  I knew
the tiny strip of cloth could not cover everything completely.  I
was so fucking close, yet still so far away.  
*I*m getting close Kelli,* I said.  I was trying to slow down and
move my hand slower but that was impossible.  I couldn*t stop and
didn*t want to really, I was ready to cum.  I wasn*t sure how
either of us were going to react but it didn*t matter at that
point.  We both knew what was going to happen, and it was going
to happen real soon.
*That*s okay, go ahead, I want to see you have an orgasm,* she
said quietly.  She then quickly moved over and between my legs-
spreading them even further.  I momentarily stopped, a bit
confused,  wondering what she was doing, and I no longer had the
same view of her that I had moments before.  *Here, now I can
watch you do therapy and plus I get to see your face when you
come.  Don*t stop, keep going!*
I had a brief flash of embarrassment pass through my mind as my
legs were now spread even  wider and I was totally splayed out in
front of this gorgeous woman kneeling between my legs.  I
should*ve already lost all modesty by that point but I guess I
really hadn*t. This woman had the power to turn me on like never
before, yet at the same time make me feel insecure about what she
might be thinking.  She had a sexual energy about her like I had
never encountered before.  
I didn*t say anything more.  I was too close and there was no
stopping the inevitable.  I looked down and saw my hand and penis
glistening and slick with lube.  My hand was pulling from the
base of my cock, slipping to the point where just a bit of the
head was still in my grasp.  I would then push my hand down and
my hips up again and again like I was fucking my hand.   I closed
my eyes as my strokes got faster and faster, my grip got tighter
and I swear my cock got harder.  My breathing was shallow,
practically panting.  My hips were now straining and moving to
the point that I was lifting myself off of the bed.  I looked at
Kelli, she was watching my hand and body work and glancing up at
my face every now and then to see my expression.  I briefly
wondered if she would touch me, massage my balls or something
else, anything.  The thought passed quickly as suddenly, almost
without warning the first wave of my orgasm hit me.  
I couldn*t help myself.  I had been determined to not make too
much of a show when I came, like it wasn*t that big of a deal,
but I simply had no control.  I closed my eyes without thinking.
My eyes were clamped tightly shut in spite of my *plan* to look
at her as I came.  I heard a groan escape from somewhere inside
of me.  My hips strained high off the bed as the first spasm
beginning deep inside of me raced through the length of my cock.
I gripped my cock at the base tighter than I ever had as I felt
one wave after another pulse through me.  I forgot about
breathing as I jerked and every muscle in my body contracted.  My
hips bucked almost involuntarily.    I thought it was never going
to stop but eventually the intensity began to subside and then
stop completely.  I sank back down on the bed and opened my eyes.
 I was still holding myself tightly even though I was finished
coming.  I looked at my hand and cock.  I was still swollen and
the head of my penis looked almost purple.  I looked at Kelli. 
She was looking down at my cock and hand and then up to meet my
gaze.
I was embarrassed, totally embarrassed at my reaction and the
raw, intimate display I had just put on for her.  I couldn*t
think of anything more intimate for a person to see, than to
watch another person masturbate.  I have had serious
relationships before that had lasted years where we hadn*t let
the other see that side of us.  There is often a bit of
awkwardness after sex and when you have an incredible orgasm with
someone.  Especially when you are with someone for the first
couple of times.  You are almost afraid to let go, let yourself
totally enjoy coming without worrying how you looked or sounded
or wondering what the other person was thinking.  

This was even more the case where I had just masturbated in front
of an incredible young woman.  A woman I had never so much as
kissed or done anything with sexually (other than sexy talk and
flirting).  I was still laying there totally naked and exposed
and I still didn*t even know what it was like to kiss her, what
she looked and felt like in my arms, or what her skin would feel
like if I held her next to me.  I wanted to reach out and pull
her to me.  Hold her and maybe she would reassure me that it was
okay to have done what I had just finished.  I didn*t know what
to say.  She finally broke the ice, *that was wonderful!  Oh my
God, I loved watching so much, .... thank you.*
*Thank you?  Kelli I should thank you.  I don*t know if I have
ever cum that hard in my life.  Despite the total embarrassment
of the moment.  Sorry for the over reaction, I guess.*
*No need to apologize, I loved watching that soooo much.  I*m
glad you enjoyed it because I sure did!*  I felt awkward laying
there so I swung my leg over to where she was beside me again and
started to reach for a sheet to cover my privates.  It seemed
ridiculous given what she had just seen, but for some reason I
felt uncomfortable.  
*Don*t,* she said.  *Let me see just a little longer, okay?*  
I stopped and looked at her.  She smiled and reached out and
lightly ran her fingers up my leg.  Her touch was soft and
sensuous.  I looked at her, *what?*  She looked like she was
about to say something and then she stopped.   *What?* I
repeated.  
*Now, my clitty is horny!*  She burst out and covered her face
with her hands.  *Now I need to do therapy, or something.*
I looked at her, she pulled her hands down from her face.  *Do
you want me to watch Kelli?  If you want I would love to watch or
do whatever you would like me to do to help.*
She laid there for a moment, *why don*t you go get the bottle of
wine?* she asked.  I didn*t hesitate for a moment, I got out off
the bed, vaguely aware of my nakedness and went out to the other
room to retrieve the bottle.  I tried not to think of what I had
just done in front of this woman, yet I knew I would think of it
often in the future, trying to relive every moment when I
masturbated.  
I walked back into the bedroom and she was laying on her stomach
with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed.  *I will
take a little more wine please.*  I saw her glass on the night
stand and went around the bed a poured a little more into her
glass.  I looked down at her as she laid there.  She had not put
her jeans back on and I had the most incredible view of looking
down at her ass with the tiny strip of her thong disappearing in
the crack of her ass.   I could see slight tan lines where her
swimsuit covered her soft flesh.  

*You can give me a butt rub, if you want.*  

*Really?  You will let me?*  I was dumbfounded.  

She didn*t open her eyes but she smiled.  *You don*t have to if
you don*t want to.*  


I immediately climbed onto the bed by her legs.  I didn*t know
exactly how to sit so I straddled her legs and reached out to the
cheeks of her beautiful butt.  As my hands made contact I could
feel how soft her skin was yet how toned her ass was.  I started
rubbing and kneading with my hands.  *Why don*t you use some
oil?*  I reached out and put some on my hands and started back
once again.  My fingers and hands massaged the muscles and I
could feel her flesh slip beneath my grip when I tried to spread
her cheeks just a bit to see more of her.  She shifted a bit, and
I moved as she separated her legs ever so slightly.  I continued
to push and knead and became vaguely aware of the end of my cock
touching her legs.

I was trying to do everything just right, I didn*t want her to
end it and tell me that was enough.  As I continued I ran one of
my hands down her crack acting as though I was concentrating on
one cheek.  The truth is that I wanted to see more of her.  I
wanted to see between her cheeks and legs.  She didn*t say a word
but she arched her hips slightly towards my touch.  As I
continued massaging I began to be able to see the edges of her
butthole.  The strip of the thong covered the center of it, but I
could see the tiny puckering that led to the opening.  I wanted
to bad to push it aside but I was afraid.  I tried to be subtle
with some of my massaging and I took a moment to look up at her
face.  She was like an angel, still laying there with her eyes
closed and a smile on her face.  I continued rubbing her butt,
vowing I would do it forever if she would let me.  I slid part of
my hand under the top of her thong and then withdrew it.

*You can take them off if they are in the way.*

She had to hear my sharp intake of breath, but this time I didn*t
ask if she was serious.  As I slid my fingers under the waistband
of her thong she raised her hips once again.  This time high
enough for me to peel her panties past her hips.  At this point I
stopped for just a moment gazing at the sight before me.  It was
like having a present and wanting to take the time to enjoy
unwrapping it.  I slowing pulled it down, the strap between her
cheeks being the last part to break free.  I moved off of her
legs so that I could slide the thong completely off her.  I felt
my cock stirring once again as I looked between her legs.  I
could see her pussy, totally shaved and wet.  I swung a leg back
over one of hers and went back to rubbing her butt.  She didn*t
open her eyes but she opened her legs for me.  I could see
everything I had wanted to see for so long and she was letting me
enjoy it without talking.

I rubbed and separated her cheeks.  Her asshole was beautiful and
I was mesmerized by the sight.  I let my hand graze across it and
felt her intimate little rosebud.  That drew no objection, only a
slight push up to meet my hands as my massage became more
intimate.  I moved to where I was completely between her legs and
could see all of her as I rubbed.  My hands wandered down to the
part of her body where her legs joined her crotch.  Like
everywhere her skin was soft.  As I moved I could tell she was
getting wet.  She moved her hips more to meet and stay in concert
with my hands.  Embolden, I took a finger and traced around her
little puckered opening, beginning to tease it and wanting to
feel her there.  A small sound escaped her lips and with my other
hand I teased her lips and felt her wetness.  I couldn*t believe
that someone my age had sexually excited this beauty.  I felt my
cock growing and I had to do more.  

Still touching her I leaned down and gently kissed the back of
one of her thighs, right at the top.  My finger continued to
tease her butthole and occasionally I would put a little pressure
on the opening but not enough to enter her.  I moved my lips to
the cheeks of her ass.  I could see her breathing was getting
more shallow but her eyes didn*t open, she had to know where I
was going with this.  She pushed her butt into the air as my
finger left her and I moved my tongue towards it.  I moved to
have better access and her hips momentarily went down and then
arched back up as my tongue began to make contact.  Tentatively
at first, afraid she would suddenly tell me to stop.  I circled
the outside and then lightly flicked at the opening, once just
quickly.  Her breathing was short and shallow and her eyes
remained closed.  I continued teasing, circling, stopping and
then starting again.  As I gained more confidence I began to push
my tongue as hard as I could against the tight opening.  I wanted
to force it inside but try as I might I simply couldn*t.  It
didn*t matter, I was in heaven.  She began grinding her hips a
bit and I reached down with my other hand and found her clit.  I
pulled some of her wetness from between her lips and began
rubbing her swollen little nub.  I wanted to do everything and
anything for and to her.  I wanted her to enjoy everything and I
was her slave, there to bring her all the pleasure I could
possibly bring her. 

I was thinking I could maybe make her cum with my hand while I
licked her butthole but she decided on another course of action.
After a bit she began to turn over, I looked up as she swung one
leg wide and over my head.  Her clean shaven pussy was now in
front of me and she reached up and gently took my head and guided
it to her.  I didn*t need her to say anything or tell me what she
wanted.  I began licking her and softly sucking on her clit. 
Pulling it into my mouth gently so as not to be painful.  As her
hips began to move I knew that I would be able to make her cum. 
I savored the tasted of her juices on my tongue, swallowing
occasionally but never leaving her clit for long.  I took my
middle finger and put it inside of her as I continued eating her.
 She was so wet I withdrew it and put two fingers at her opening,
teasing her with both of them so that she would know that two
fingers were coming.  I felt her move forward towards them and I
slid them past her lips.  She was so tight, warm and wet.  I was
now concentrating on her clit.  I wanted her to feel my tongue on
her clit and have my fingers filling her.  She was getting closer
as she was moaning and making little sounds of pleasure.  As I
licked and sucked I heard her breathe, *use one more finger.*  I
was afraid I might hurt her but I brought one more finger to her
opening, she could feel it teasing her on the outside, down by
her asshole.  I didn*t stop working on her clit as I withdrew the
other two fingers and then slid all three inside, at least as far
as they would fit.  It was so tight I couldn*t believe what I was
doing.  I then pulled her clit into my mouth and released it
while keeping my tongue in contact.  That finally pushed her over
the edge.  She moaned and arched her back as she came.  I could
feel her pussy clamping down on my fingers and squeezing them. 
Her abs were flexed tight as she raised her head and shoulders
up.  As she started coming down I lightly kissed her lips and
clit and withdrew my fingers.  

I was hard once again- I moved up further between her legs.  I
looked at her as she spread her knees for me and the tip of my
cock was at her pussy.  *Kelli, look at me.*  She opened her eyes
and had a dreamy look to them.  *I want us to look at each other
as I put it in.*  With this I moved my cock to the entrance, I
could feel the heat and I reached up and held her head in both my
hands as I ever so slowly pushed my cock inside her an inch at a
time.  She gasped but never broke eye contact with me.  I can*t
describe how it felt.  The wetness allowed me to slip inside but
the tightness and heat were incredible.  It was as if her pussy
was designed just for me as she gripped me tight with it.  Our
eyes never broke contact, nothing was said, yet everything was
said between our eyes.   I slowly began stroking in and out, I
felt her began to move in unison with me.  She and I shared
something special at this moment- there were no words as we were
saying it all looking at each other.  I pushed in as deep as I
could reach and we were both getting lost in the pleasure we were
feeling.  


I watched as she reached down and pulled off her shirt and undid
her bra.  I let go of her head and felt for her nipples as I
tried to stayed inside of her.  I teased them, pinching and
pulling them erect, fascinated that I could get them to react to
my touch.  I leaned down and took one in my mouth, sucking hard
and flicking my tongue against the little nub.  I wanted to
please her so bad, but I also wanted to possess her and make her
mine.  In an instant I decided I needed to take control of her
for my pleasure.  

I pulled out and her eyes opened starting to ask what I was doing
until she felt me roll her over on to her stomach.  I reached
underneath her stomach and pulled her ass up into the air.  She
knew what I wanted and didn*t protest.  She spread her legs and
laid her chest and head down on the bed.  I looked down at her
asshole and pussy pointing up at me.  I moved close and pushed my
cock deep into her from behind.  This time I was slow or
deliberate- I pulled out almost all the way and pushed  hard and
quickly back in.  She laid there moaning a bit as I slammed into
her.  I could feel my balls swaying and slapping against her.  I
looked down and began to finger her asshole tease her there.  Her
movement and sounds were telling me that she was close to cumming
again- as was I.  I began stroking faster and harder, she move in
concert with me.  I looked at her back and head laid down on the
bed.  I suddenly reached down and grabbed her hair in the back
and pulled her head and chest up off the bed.  *Oh, God,* I heard
her say.  I was close and she could tell.  As I pulled her hair
and head back, her mouth was open and suddenly I knew I was at
the end.  One final push and I felt the first spasm.  I squeaked
a little sound, unable to breathe and she was there as well.  We
were frozen in time and space as we came together with my hand
still full of her hair.  Time stood still and I can*t remember
what was going through my mind as I felt my cock spasm and was
vaguely aware of her pussy squeezing it tight in a rhythmic
fashion as she came.  It was like she was gripping my cock
tightly so as to prevent it from leaving her. 

After a few moments it was done and I released her hair.  She
collapsed on the bed with me falling on top of her back.  My cock
slipped out of her as it started to go soft.  I took a moment to
remember how she felt beneath me.   I rolled to the side of her
and we said nothing- her head was on my chest as it heaved trying
to catch my breath.  After a bit she looked up at me, I leaned
down and kissed her.  Somehow we had shared something we knew we
wouldn*t ever share again.  I held her close and time was moving
in slow motion.  Her skin was soft and warm, her body seemed
designed by God to fit perfectly with mine at this moment. 
Finally we stirred and reached for our wine.    

We soon dressed and finished our wine out on the deck once again.
 There was no awkwardness that you sometimes have with a person
after the first time you have sex.  It was natural between us and
easy, to this day I don*t know why but that*s the way it was. 
The twinkle was still in her eyes as she kissed me good bye and
went to her truck.  It was never to happen again.  As we both
knew, she would meet and fall in love with a man closer to her
age.  She has since moved but we keep in regular contact.  She
has no clue what she did for me and how deeply she touched me. 
There will never be anyone like her in my life- but somehow that
seems right.

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