This is a follow-on to the story"We waited until 18 ”.

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Gwen and I, my gens is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became best admirer. Gwen was the most beautiful female child at school and had been elected to our in high spirits school day homecoming royal line in our newbie, sophomore, and Junior age. In the middle of our junior year Sarah Elizabeth II moved to our city. Her father had just become CEO of the biggest company in our city. She and her crime syndicate moved into one of the most expensive houses available in town. Sarah Elizabeth who we called Sarah E. to discover her from Sarah T. one of the popular daughter at school. Sarah Elizabeth ( I'll just forebode her Sarah from now on ) was different from the early daughter at schooling. Sarah dressed impeccably all of the time. She wore clothes that accented her looks and her physical body. Her hair was blond, with some waving to it, and came down below her articulatio humeri. She was on the tall side about 5'10"or 11 ”. Her legs were prospicient and flowing. She was physically fit, but had the curves of a cleaning lady. Her bosom were big and were noticed by all the guy rope when she walked by. They were also a discussion issue of many of the young woman. She quickly made many friends at the school.

Gwen and I continued to be outflank friends throughout schooling, just best supporter. Because we were so close many at schoolhouse considered us a couple and believed we were boyfriend/girlfriend. Yes, we had hugged on uncommon occasions at the funerals of our grandparents or other family members. We had also kissed on a few occasions like each time she was elected to homecoming royal house and the times after I had scored the winning basketful in basketball games. But naught of a straight sexual nature.

After our elder twelvemonth started Gwen stated respective metre that she wanted to be homecoming queen. She became almost fixated on this during the workweek leading up to homecoming. She became concerned when she discovered Sarah was also going to run for homecoming queen. After the ballot was taken Sarah ended up winning by less than 10 voting. Gwen was crushed. With help from her parents and myself she made it through homecoming calendar week.

After the homecoming dance Gwen and I went to the stain where we had spent many summer days and even camped out overnight. Gwen had worked in cahoots with our female parent to throng things in the car I would want for an nightlong arrest. The situation was a property previously owned by my grandfather before he died. It was purchased fully by my Father of the Church by him buying my uncle's half. The holding bordered the South face of a lake, it had a hill with a with child flavorless top that we had used for camping, star gazing, and watching shooting star shower bath. The holding also had an old Lucy Stone cabin on the other side of the hill from the lake.

After the homecoming dance Gwen informed me that we were going to the hill to spend the night. She had already spoken to our parents. That night we made love for the maiden meter, second time, and third time.

After high school we went to the same college and shared an flat off campus. I finished my bachelor's of skill degree in experimental physics in 3 years. Then completed my PhD in theoretic physics during the next 6 days. A caller had approached me after I received my level and was interested financing enquiry and ontogeny based on my doctoral thesis. They paid off my school loanword and offered me a solid salary.

Gwen had also completed her oeuvre toward a PhD in veterinary surgeon medicinal drug. She had started working at a vet position near our apartment.

In the next few geezerhood we had planned to get married and buy a house. However about twelvemonth after graduation in late May I was devastated when Gwen was involved in an motorcar accident and died as the result of her injuries. I requested a 3 month leave to go nursing home for Gwen 's funeral and then spend time at home around my family for sustenance. My company graciously agreed.

After I arrived household I discovered that our 10 year reunification was planned for later that summer. I waffled back and forth as to whether to go. Finally my mother convinced me it would be good foe me to go and see some old champion of mine and Gwen's. Maybe even share some glad memories and experience their condolences. I bought a ticket for the upshot which was to be held at one of the better hotels in Town.

Before the reunification I decided to spend some prison term at"the Benny Hill ”. I had found all of the old camping gear which I had left in my old bedroom. My parents had left things in the bedroom in position for when Gwen and I would follow back from school for sojourn. I put the thing in the car and went to the lake side of meat prop. There was a meteoroid shower peaking that Night one of several Gwen and I had camped out to see several times. When I arrived at the prop I saw the improvements my founder had made to the old stone cabin. The walls had been repaired, a new roof, doorway, and Windows. There was also an privy where there had never been one before. There was also now electricity running to the cabin. My father had told me he was now renting out the cabin on social function for fisher and huntsman to offset the cost of repairs. I had the key to the cabin, but I intended to camp out on the Benny Hill as Gwen and I had done many clip in the past. This meteor shower, Aquarid, was not one of the most striking of the year, but usually had it's moment. I lay on top of the hill on my sleeping bag watching the occasional streaks of lights across the sky. Before foresighted I was remembering Gwen, our times there, and wept heavily until I was exhausted and fell asleep. When I woke up the sun was already shining high in the sky. I decided to come in back and expend the Night again in the eye of Aug the rest of the Nox after the reunion. The reunion was scheduled to end at midnight and the meteoroid presentation would commence about 1:00 a.m.

Finally the nighttime of the reunion arrived. Even though the hotel was only a short drive away, my mind was swimming in memories of high schooltime. Unfortunately most of the computer memory turned into memory board of Gwen. I arrived at the hotel and parked. My eyes filled with teardrop. I sat in the car sobbing trying to decide whether or not to go inside. I looked up and saw Brad and a cleaning woman in the rear-view mirror as they walked past the back of my car. Brad was the captain of our basketball squad our senior twelvemonth. We were both newcomer. I remembered that my mother had said, it would be good for me to see and mouth with my admirer from high school. I collected myself and then wiped away the remnants of my tears. I got out of the car and walked into the hotel, making my way to the ballroom. I checked in at the mesa and spoke with the two women at the mesa. Both of them had been admirer of Gwen. They said that they were both surprised and shocked when they had heard about Gwen 's death. They both felt sorry for me and get their fellow feeling. I thanked them and walked into the big room. There were tables and a buffet set up on one incline of the room and a dance floor with a DJ setting up on the other side of the room. I spotted Brad and the other starters on the basketball team sitting together with who I assumed were their mate. I walked over to the mesa and was greeted very warmly by all there. 2 of the ladies there were from our class. They were Jim and Eric 's wives now. Brad had his girlfriend there and Robert had his wife who was from the sophomore stratum when we seniors. I was asked to link them. I grabbed a hot seat from a nearby tabular array and sat down with my back to the entrance. I appreciated all the understanding they offered for Gwen 's death. Then I enjoyed catching up on what they all had been doing. In the middle of our conversation everyone at the tabular array suddenly became quiet. I noticed their eyes directed toward the entrance. I turned my head around and saw Sarah just inside the door looking around.

One of the ladies at the board finally broke the silence asking,"Is n't that the one that beat out Gwen for homecoming queen ?"

"Yes, yes it is,"Brad answered."I thought she had moved to California. I guess she may bear returned just for the reunion."

Sarah locked her eyes on me and smiled. She walked toward our board, but turned to sit at a nearby vacuous tabular array. She sat straight in my line of raft when I turned back to confront the table.

"Everything ok, Tom ?"Brad asked after various transactions of me not joining in the conversation.

I assured him and the others that I was ok. Sarah had as a lot right to be there as any one of us. She was not going to ruin the even for me. Our conversation at the mesa continued with everyone bringing the group up to date on where they were in their living. I occasionally looked at Sarah. Sometimes she was looking my way. other prison term somebody had come over to her board and they were talking. After a bit the DJ started playing music. Eventually the couples excused themselves one by one to go and trip the light fantastic toe. I was alone at the tabular array. Several people, both friends of mine and booster of Gwen, stopped by the board to pop the question there condolence and ask how I was doing. I thought about going to the buffet, but I was not really feeling hungry. Eventually there was a clip when neither of us had anyone at our mesa. I was not sure enough what prompted me to go over to her board. I had no disfavour for her, just the disappointment that she was homecoming queen rather than Gwen.

As I walked to her table she smiled. I took notice that Sarah had changed very little since gamy schoolhouse. She still had gorgeous medium to long, blond pilus with a dependable sum of wafture. Her blue eyes and nearly perfect facial nerve features were still the same. It appeared that she was still thin and fit. When she had walked in I couldn't service but detect her long modulate legs. Her breasts were a spate to behold. They were large, and at least with her clothes on, were well shaped. They were the ones that caught both the boy 's and the girl 's attention during eminent school.

"Hi, Tom,"Sarah said as I got near the table."Sit down if you like."

I sat down across from her at the 4-seat table.

"Hi, Sarah,"I said."How are you doing ?"

"I am doing well,"she answered then paused."I heard matter are not so well with you. I heard Gwen was in an accident and did n't micturate it. I 'm so sorry."

"Thank you !"I replied with snag filling my middle."The last few months have been very hard."

Sarah moved to a professorship next to me. I had already noticed there was modification in Sarah overall attitude. She was coming across as truly genuine and not the"I'm better than you"and snobby attitude she had in highschool school. She put her bridge player on mine.

"Where are you living now and what employment do you do ?"Sarah asked.

I told her I was living in an apartment in Massachusetts near Boston. I had graduated with a B.S. in Experimental Physics, then had gotten a Master's and PhD in Theoretical Physics. I then told her I was working for a company in the Boston region.

"Where are you living and what piece of work are you doing ?"I asked her.

She hesitated, then explained I had been living in California near Los Angeles until about 12 months ago. I have been back here since then. I went to college out there and received a unmarried man's level in multi-media Graphical aim in 5 years. During my second yr of college I was approached by one of the former ladies in one of my course of instruction and asked if I would be worry in doing some modeling work. She said she was working for a big means that was looking girl. The job kind of got me off track getting my degree.

I took a luck and called the phone bit she gave me to set up n audience. They hired me on the billet. I took the job modeling habiliment. You know wearing apparel, knickers, blouses, shirts, and workout clothes. About 3 clip a week I would go wearing apparel, get made up, and then pose for a lensman. ***********ed word picture would be used for advertising in various culture medium both print and online. Everything went well for nearly a class. The pay was right and since my Church Father was paying for my college, room, and board, I now had extra money for other things.

After about a twelvemonth of modeling the soul that hired me approached me after a photograph shoot. She asked if I would be concern in modeling bathing suit and stated I certainly had the rightfield body shape. She also told me that it would pay 30 % more. She told me to think about it and let her know. I put my clothes back on and decided I would take the swimming costume jobs when they came around.

I was surprised how much Sarah was telling me. We were not friends in high school, nor had much interaction in high school. We had shared a dance at homecoming and she had tried to get me to meet up with me after the dance. Promising me a nighttime"I would never forget ”. However that was the night I spent with Gwen and we had intercourse for the inaugural time.

Sarah continued. I modeled clothing and swimsuits for the succeeding year. I enjoyed the casual increase in pay. School was going well and I was learning both the educational and business side of meat of affair. During my fourth year of collage the same person came to me and asked me if I would be worry in modeling lingerie. There would be an additional 30 % step-up in pay over the bathing costume modeling pay charge per unit. It took me until my next model session for me to give my answer. I reluctantly accepted with the condition I could reject the eroding of anything I deemed out or keeping. The lingerie modelling sessions were less patronize than swimsuit sessions, which were less sponsor than clothing modeling sessions. I was hoping to fine-tune that spring so I knew this would be short term.

Then something happened, the modeling federal agency put on a big pushing for model to go to a location shoot over winter break. I had already planned on going home for the holidays so I quickly declined. The agency then pushed for me to go to a fix shoot during spring breakage. I tentatively agreed. When I got back from winter suspension various of the models that had gone on the positioning shoot were no farseeing around. I asked about them and received no real solution. At college about 2 weeks later I saw one of the models I had worked with. I went over to her and asked where she had gone. Her answer scared me. During the nights at and after the shoot she said she was constantly pressured for sex by the male photographers and other male staff. The former theoretical account said she couldn't time lag to get back and quit. The next meter I went in for modeling, people at the agency put a total press to get me to agree to go to the location shoot over spring open frame. Based on what the onetime model told me I had no selection, but to throw in on the smudge.

"commodity choice !"I told her.

Sarah still on the chair next to me leaned closer and said,"The music and interference stratum has increased and it is hard to hear."

She touched my hand. It felt the likes of electricity going through my hand and up my arm. I attributed this to a trace when I was not expecting this.

Sarah continued with her mitt still on top of mine,"I had saved a orotund role of the money from modeling so quitting was not going to be a problem. During my endure semester I realized I had made a mistake with my socio-economic class after talking to my counsellor about graduation. Even though I would give adequate credits, I had missed one of the essential for my academic degree. An appropriate trend was not offered during the summertime terms and I would cause to devolve in the fall to fill out the course. I found an internship at a society there and spent the summer working. In the fall they let me be active to a part-time berth with hours that let me take the division I needed. The pay was pretty good."

"After I graduated the company offered me a full clock time view with a decent salary. I enjoyed the work, meeting new the great unwashed, and using my education for work I enjoyed."She continued.

"After about 3 years they hired a duet of guy wire that would be working on the squad with me. Everything was ok for a match of hebdomad. Then the harassment started. It was leering looks and then occasional inappropriate verbal gossip. The comments increased from periodic to frequent. Then it became sexually significative scuttlebutt. I complained to my manager and then to human resources. It settled down for a unretentive clip, then came back. After a small number of unwanted pinch, I made the decision to leave. I sent my resignation and my reasons to my supervisor and H.R. and never went back. I received a 6-month compensation cheque after signing an agreement not to sue. I discovered an system that contracted with freelance graphical designers to do work for fellowship of respective sizes. They took a percentage of each job, but kept work consistently coming my way. I worked through them for a slight over 2 years before I decided to proceed back and workplace for myself. I have a pocket-size office a few blockage away. I have a clerical assistant working for me."she again continued.

Her write up stopped there.

"How is your patronage doing ?"I asked.

"Tom, it was hard finding work at start. But then some of my clients from California heard I was in business for myself. They started using me for their needs. Soon word got around and I had more piece of work than I could handle. I have one of my classmates from college coming to mould with me in a week,"Sarah told me.

Her voice had been such a pleasure to listen to. She had given me so a great deal information about herself. I knew I wanted to get to live her better.

After a pause I asked,"Sarah, would you like to dance ?"

"I thought you would never ask ?"she answered.

We stood. I took her by the hand and we walked to the dance floor. While we danced we were watched by a vauntingly number of people. I had forgotten how it felt dancing with her. She was light on her feet and felt so adept while we danced closemouthed together.

After the thirdly or one-fourth strain she whispered in my ear,"What are you doing after the reunion ?"

I knew what she was asking. I hesitated for a bit before answering.

"I have plan to camp out and view the meteor shower tonight,"I responded.

She pulled back slightly and looked at me. I think she was trying to ascertain if I was telling the truth.

"Yes the Perseid meteor exhibitioner crest tonight a little after midnight. I have a great viewing position,"I told her.

She must have believed me.

"May I join you ?"she whispered into my ear."I have never seen a meteor shower."

Without hesitation I answered,"Sure if you would like to."

We spent the ease of the night with each other saltation, eating, and just talking. I was surprised how well-situated it was to utter with her. It felt like were soundly friend getting back together after a long time. We continued to get nonplussed looks from many of my classmates throughout the quietus of the Nox. I continued to become more and more impressed with Sarah as the night continued. She came across as extremely level-headed. She was well versed in many areas including stream events. The 10 years since gamy school had been very honorable to her. She had changed little since gradation although her look had softened and it did not appear from make-up. Her skin was warm and soft. I tended to have frigid deal. I learned a lot about her sept and she was very interested in hearing about mine.

The DJ announced that the terminal chance to trip the light fantastic toe was coming shortly. Sarah and I sat down.

"Sarah, do you to stop for a change of apparel ?"I asked."I have a change of clothes in my car."

"I had n't thought about that,"she stated."I know would n't want to wear this for watching meteors or camping out."

That was the first time I thought about her staying and camping with me all Night.

"You could travel along me to my place after the reunion and I can modify there,"Sarah suggested.

"Sounds fine !"I replied."Do you have anyone to whom you wish to say cheerio ?"

"A few,"she answered.

"I have a few also,"I said."I 'll assemble you back here."

She nodded and we separated. We said our goodbyes and met back at the table about 5 minutes after the final song ended.

As we were walking out to the parking domain Sarah asked,"Where are you going to switch ?"

"I'll change in my car,"I answered.

We came across my car first. We both got in and force to where her car was parked. She got out and I backed up to let her back out of her parking spot. I followed her to her apartment building and parked future to her car.

"I'll be back soon !"Sarah said before going inside.

I changed into my comfortable clothes, tossing my other clothes into the bet on prat. A few minutes later Sarah reappeared wearing a loose-fitting T-shirt and comfortable looking pants and shoes. She got in the car a patted my hired hand. I again felt some"electricity"go through me.

"Let 's go !"she exclaimed with excitement and anticipation in her phonation.

I drove out of town toward the high school. I turned left onto the highway on the south end of townsfolk and followed it around the south end of the lake. I felt her hand move onto the top of my leg. She just rested it there. I felt some excitement edifice. I turned into property by the lake. I drove the little more than a quarter of a mi to where the cabin and bottom of the mound were. I got out, grabbed the lamp, and a few other things. I led Sarah up to the top of J. J. Hill with the light from the battery-powered lamp. We got to the top I put the lamp down and spread out the dormancy udder. The quiescence base were not bad they would allow some shock absorber on the priming and had built in pillows. I had been planning to stack them, instead I laid them slope by side because Sarah was here. It made for well-off star/meteor gazing.

"I'm going back to the car for a few more things,"I told Sarah.

"This is a bully place for looking at the sky. Is there a beach down there ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes, skilful for swimming. Very few locoweed around and a dainty sandy bottom,"I replied before going down to the car.

I grabbed the ice chest and brought it up to the hilltop. Sarah was already laying on one of the sleeping handbag. The lamp was still on and I could help oneself but placard Sarah 's curvature and figure even with the lax fitting clothes she was wearing. I set the cooler down on one of the log seats we had set up around the flame pit. I had set up the wood in the fire pit for a bon fervour, however I had not planned on starting a ardour tonight the luminousness would interfere with observing the meteor exhibitioner.

"I have a few feeding bottle of water, a few beers, and some other drinks on ice in the ice chest. Have whatever you want,"I said to Sarah.

"I 'll have a bottle of water now if you do n't mind,"she responded."This is sure a heavy, easy way to look at stars."

I grabbed a bottleful for each of us. I lay down on the other sleeping bag and handed the feeding bottle of piss to Sarah. I shut the lamp off. The stars in the sky became brighter.

"When does the show lead off ?"She asked.

I looked at the sentence on my phone.

"Anytime now,"I told her.

"There are sure a lot of adept,"she said.

I started pointing out some of the constellation. Soon she started naming some of them. I was again impressed by her knowledge. During high schooling I had always assumed that she did n't have much going on upstairs, but tonight she had definitely changed my judgement. I was pointing out the configuration Perseus ( the point in the sky where tonight 's meteors appeared to originate ) when there were a couple of streaks of light.

"Were those the meteors ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes. It is starting it will peak in about an hour,"I answered."Just keep looking that direction."

We watched soon there were run of light across the sky every minute or so. After 30 or 40 minutes the oftenness increased. Occasionally a larger streak would come out. Most of the meteors were likely just glasses of Baroness Dudevant. The declamatory streaks may have been from lowly pebbles.

I explained to Sarah,"These are the leftovers from a comet. The comet was named …"

"Swift-Tuttle !"Sarah interrupted.

Now I was really yarn-dye.

"You 've been holding out on me. You know Thomas More than you have been letting on,"I stated.

"Ok, one of my jobs a couple of years ago was a layout for a skill magazine article on meteor showers. It explained when and where to look for them throughout the calendar year,"she explained.

We continued to view the appearance. We saw a span of examples off a meteoroid that broke into 2 or to a greater extent pieces generating multiple run from 1 original root. I had seen this a few times before, but it sure impressed Sarah. Occasionally she would touch and caress the back of my script. Each tactile sensation gave me a dear opinion. The absolute frequency of the meteoroid began to decrease.

"You sure know how to put together a well first engagement,"Sarah said matter-of-factly."May I have one of those beers now ?"

I was stunned and at a loss for words when she said"first appointment ”. first base I had n't considered this a engagement. Then it hit me that she had said"first ”, implying there would be at least another. I gathered myself, got up, and retrieved 2 beers from the cooler. The beers were at the bottom of the inning of the cooler deep in the ice. I handed one of them to Sarah and lay back down on the sleeping bag that was next to her. Both of us were right handed and were drinking our beers. Sarah was on my right slope. Suddenly there were various meteors streaking across the sky in succession. I set my beer down and pointed up for Sarah to discover.

"That was a wonderful show,"Sarah said.

When I put my arm down Sarah reached over and touch on my hand.

"Ooo ! Your hand is frigidity. Let me warm it up,"she said.

I thought she was just going to carry it. However she took it and moved it under the waist band of her pants near the inside of her exit second joint. This caught me by surprisal. Before I moved Sarah moved herself closemouthed to me and my hired man went between her peg. Her pussycat was clean shaven, indulgent, quiet, and warm. She spread her legs giving me best entree. It was obvious she wanted me to do more. I traced my fingerbreadth around the exterior of her pussy lips. Sarah moaned lightly in admiration. I could feel the passion coming from inside her body. I traced a twosome of my fingerbreadth from the top to the hind end of her slit backtalk. There was a slight total of moisture that had escaped from between them and was now on tips of my fingers. After another moan from her I pressed my fingers between her pussy sass. She was already quite wet inside. I felt Sarah shiver. Then her reached over and rubbed up and down on the front of my pants. Because of what I had been doing to her I had already become semi-hard. The feel of her hired hand quickly caused me to harden completely. Sarah must have definitely felt my member pushing up inside my pants. She unsnapped the waistband of my pants and then unzipped them. My underclothes pushed up through the opening in my pants. Sarah kept rubbing along my underwear. My member needed to escape, it was becoming uncomfortable. I used my early hand and was able to slue my pants and underwear down while lifting my rump end off the sleeping bag. My phallus stood up in the air and Sarah immediately wrapped her fingers around it. She then pulled down her pants and I had easier approach to her muliebrity. I pressed my fingerbreadth deeper into her to additional appreciative moan. Sarah continued to impress her hired hand up and down my irradiation. I moaned due the wonderful touch sensation of her fingerbreadth. I was concerned I was going to explode too quickly. I had been over 3 months since Gwen had died. I hadn't had sex since.

I pushed my digit into her vaginal opening and slowly pushed them in and out to sounds of pleasure from Sarah. I was disappointed when she let go of me. However my disappointment turned to excitement when she used her hands to draw her shirt up and off her body. It was very drab outside. I wished so very lots to see her nude.

"May I turn the luminousness on ?"I asked.

"Sure, surely go ahead,"Sarah answered.

I flipped the switching on the battery-powered lamp. My eyes got all-embracing when the light illuminated her trunk. I knew she had large breasts, however I was amazed at how firm, daily round, and perfect they were. She noticed the look on my boldness.

She smiled and said,"I love that feeling. I haven't seen that look for a long time."

"You look so grand. I never realized how you would look without your clothes. Yes, I thought about it, but the world is so much more than I imagined,"I said.

"You can do Thomas More than just look,"Sarah invited.

I rolled on my side of meat to face Sarah. I had to remove my rightfulness had from between her legs, but quickly replaced it with my left handwriting. I moved my proper hand to her cheeseparing breast and began to knead it. It was very fond, diffused, quiet, tensile, yet strangely firm and resilient. Her groan and ahs encouraged me to continue. I then used my finger to encircle the areola around her tit. Her pap hardened and began to protrude significantly beyond it's archetype level. I lightly circled the outside of her pap, then rubbed over the tip. Sarah softly squealed.

I realized that Sarah still had a detention of my penis and was still firmly, but slowly, moving her script up and down the length of my shaft. I was still full length and very hard. I had been so focused on the peach in front of me I had lost nidus on what she was doing to me. I looked into her eye. She had a satisfied, but inviting, look on her look. She closed her eyes and let out and sonant"mmm ”, then her rim puckered. I could take a hint. I released her breast, to locomote to kiss her. I noticed there was some liquid state on my finger tips. I assumed it was some perspiration. Our lips met. Her lips were soft, tender, and moist. Sarah moaned after we had been kissing for several moment. She opened her sassing slightly. I opened mine and before long we were glossa wrestling and breathing heavily through our nose. Eventually we broke our lip lock.

"I loved the candy kiss. Bit, I was trying to get you to kiss my breast,"Sarah said between breathes.

I needed no promote prompting and quickly moved my rim to her good breast. I immediately put my back talk to her nipple. I kissed her mammilla before whacking, then I started sucking on it. Sarah moaned again. Then something unexpected happened. I got some liquid in my mouth. The liquidity tasted like a warm sweetened milk. It was a very pleasant predilection and although I was surprised I continued sucking and enjoying what I was receiving from her. After a few transactions I stopped.

"You are lactating,"I stated."You obviously have a baby. Are you married ? Does the father live with you ?"

I asked fearing there might be retaliation from a hubby or boyfriend. She paused for a bit before answering.

She answered hesitantly,"I 'm dreary I didn't tell you I have a small fry. He is staying with my parents overnight. I didn't want to pick him up and awaken him up after the reunion."

She paused again.

"The father is in CA,"she said then paused before continuing."I … I was … raped."

I could hear the pain and unhappiness in her voice.

"Sarah, you do n't need to continue. I hear the pain sensation in your voice,"I offered.

"No, I want to tell you. showtime I did n't get laid I was going to make a solid connector with someone at the reunion. While we were talking I should accept told you. However I did not want to scare away you away,"she said."Second as for the father of my child, he is now in prison. The soul that raped me was one of the two guy rope that had originally come to run with me and causing me to leave and go out on my own. One dark I was out celebrating my birthday with some friends. Our indicate driver had just dropped me off. Just when I had unlocked my doorway he jumped me and pushed me inside. I had a little too much to drink and he easily overpowered me. He raped me there. He had a mask on. I pulled it off just when he finished. He ran off, but not before I recognized him. I immediately called the constabulary and he was arrested the next day."

"What a horrible experience,"I said.

"I found out 6 calendar week later that I was pregnant. I passingly considered miscarriage, but I couldn't do that. The child was not to blame for what happened. I couldn't take it's sprightliness,"she continued."After the trial I decided to result California and propel back home base. I would need help and sustenance to raise my child. My son, Tom, born about 10 months ago."

"You named your son Tom ?"I questioned.

"Yes, I hope you don't nous ”, she answered.

"You named your child after me ?"I asked.

"Well kind of. My father is named Tom too,"she replied."But I did cogitate of you."

Throughout this time Sarah had continued with her manus job on my irradiation. Her story had distracted me from the tending she had been paying to me. I shifted slightly.

"Do you want to stop ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes,"I said watching her expression twist to disappointment."But I would wish to set forth on your early breast."

"Please,"she laughed while quickening her gait on my penis."I guess I have not scared you off yet."

I moved over to her right breast. I kissed and licked around the mammilla. It quickly became hard and erect. I began to fellate and again rewarded by her sweet-smelling nectar. I sucked and swallowed for several moment. I moved to get on top of her.

"detainment on, I want to be on top Tom,"Sarah insisted.

I turned on my back and pulled her on top of me. She let go of my member in the cognitive process. I loved the feel of her milk laden boob pushing on my chest. I wrapped my weapon around her and squeezed. We shared a farseeing passionate buss. When I released her She got up on her knee joint. She positioned my penis to get in her. She slowly lowered herself until the headway of my penis touched her fond moistness cunt.

"Over 10 years ago I promised to give you a dark you wouldn't forget,"she said."I plan to hold open that promise tonight."

"You have a slap-up start,"I responded."I hope I can make it memorable for you as well."

She pressed down and I began to get in her. She was hot, slick, and voiced. It had been for a while since I had been inside a woman. The feeling was something I had nearly forgotten. Suddenly something came into my head.

"Sarah, this is wonderful. I do not have a condom. Are you on birth mastery ?"I asked gently.

"Thanks for thinking about that. You are truly a valet de chambre. I am on nascency restraint,"Sarah answered then continued to run lower.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the almost indescribable, pleasurable feeling of her tight, slick, affectionate pussy. Her vaginal muscles tightened and relaxed as she continued to take more and Thomas More of me into her. I reached up and my hands on her protruding bosom. I began by softly caressing her breasts away from her mammilla. Sarah drew a mysterious breath and let it out.

"Ooo ! That feels wonderful. Be careful the nipple are legal tender,"she said.

I was surprised that she hadn't said something earlier when I had been sucking on her white meat. I continued circling, moving closer to her nipple. Sarah had moved all the way down on me. She paused there. A meet smile crossed her grimace. I moved the palm of my hands over her mamilla and began gentle kneading them. She swiveled her hips around providing me another fantastic sensation.

"Mmm ! You feel so nice inside me. You are so long and thick. You fill me up so nice. It has been so very long since I have had a real man inside me,"Sarah said.

"You 're so very tight inside,"I responded."I feel my member throbbing inside your nasty pussy."

"My doc gave me some employment to do after my son was born to tighten and inflect things up. I have been very faithful doing those since,"Sarah stated.

I looked at her abdomen. At least by the light of the lantern there was no preindication that she had ever been pregnant. I moved one of my hands down from one of her breasts. I guided it down across her house, trimming tum. I circled my digit around her navel. Sarah took in a thick breath and then let it out slowly before taking another deep breath. Her abdominal brawn twitched at my touch. She took my hand in hers and lowered it between her legs. I quickly found Sarah's clit. Sarah jerked when I touched it. I continued while Sarah began to move up and back down on my rod. First it was just an inch or two. Her vaginal muscleman loosened when she moved up, than squeezed when she moved back down. Both of us began to emit heavily as the stoke lengthened. Soon she was bouncing up and down with abandon. After a couple of proceedings we were both panting. I felt the pressure building inside me. I started sweating and felt perspiration drop from Sarah's forehead also. I exploded into her with a retentive oink and arched my plump for lifting Sarah up. Then Sarah shook and shuddered. Her vaginal musculus contracted and relaxed spasmodically while she yelled"Yes ! Oh yes !"up toward the sky. When her orgasm ended she collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms and peg around her until our breathing returned to normal. I enjoyed feeling her eubstance pressing on top of mine. I was still knockout and still inside her. We kissed a very passionate kiss. We only stopped to get a speedy breath.

"May I roll you over for round 2 ?"I asked.

She answered,"I would like that very much. Please be gentle and do n't attain me feel trapped."

I guess this was due to yesteryear experience. I gently rolled her over to the other sleeping bag while still inscrutable inside her. Sarah kissed my thorax as I started moving out and then back inside her. Her osculation were balmy and mollify, then she began to nibble on my mammilla. I had never had anyone do this to me before. The feeling was unusual, but strangely pleasant and extremely enjoyable. I did my just to prevent Sarah from feeling trapped in any way. I started moving slowly in and out with inadequate strokes. I watched her titty moving, bouncing up at down at the pace I was setting. I lengthened my fortuity and increased my speeding. Her breasts moved farther and more rapidly. I loved watching them move under me. Sarah must has seen the smile on my boldness because she smiled back. I lasted a piece since I had cum just a suddenly time before. I watched as her eyes closed concentrating on the feel she was having. I felt the stewing in my testis as my scrotum tightened up. I grunted and slammed deep into her. I exploded into her as her vagina tightened like a frailty around me. She screamed loudly as her orgasm took dominance of her body. She writhed and trembled under me for a couple of minute of arc. Once she became still. Not wanting her to palpate trapped I rolled back to my original sleeping bag.

A few minute later after we had recovered and cooled down I zipped the quiescency bags together. We climbed into the joined dormancy traveling bag and cuddled together enjoying the warmheartedness of each former's trunk. We fell asleep in each other's branch. We remained that way until the sun had been up for a couple of hours. I woke first. I watched her for several minutes before she opened her eyes. She sure was beautiful.

When she opened her eye I asked,"So what are we doing for our second gear date ?"

"You 'll just ingest to look to find out,"she answered smiling .