Wow, finally a little time.
Where to start? Knk - you over-read into her teariness - it was more something between her and I, it'd been a long time since she was leaving and literally wouldn't be back for several days - I think if i remember it right, my thought about it was an expression of her appreciation for what I/we were giving her. Thinking back, her rapid departure was likely to cut short what might have been a longer more emotional moment, especially after me removing her rings. Regarding her not answering my call, I assumed she was "busy" at the time and her coyness about sharing details with me, with or without Paul there (or using him as an excuse) was somewhat expected.
I will say that it wasn't till last night that we (finally) had sex together! But I need to explain a bit more. I didn't recognize her at first when she came in on Monday. She just looked different. Her hair was tied/held back. Somehow she'd gotten some sun because she definitely looked suntanned and she had on clothes that I hadn't seen before, a very sexy top that clearly showed she had no bra on and a tight pair of jeans that looked remarkably good on her (she'll kill me but sometimes tight pants can make her look chunky which she's not). It was also the look on her face, once I got past her overall appearance and truly looked at her face, I knew even before the door was closed behind her that she'd had a LOT of sex.
A part of me wanted to throw her over my shoulder cave-man style and drag her upstairs - but the other part of me so wanted to just be with her and experience how she felt and to hopefully have her share her experience with me. I was so horny but the same time it felt so good to be so horny for her. And I have to say that as I looked at her and I knew she'd been with him so much, while I surely wanted her, I also wanted to respect her enjoying all of him that she could even if it meant delaying my own desires.
I'll share with you the time since Monday but will likely wait longer to share some of what we've talked about regarding her time away and that sort of thing.
I knew she was a bit tired from all the traveling, even with TSA-pre-check airline travel is still a hassle. We sat in the kitchen and had a cup of coffee together and as we talked she said she hoped I understood but she was definitely not up for any more sex. We talked about lots of stuff and I guess a bit later we pulled her small suitcase up to the bedroom and I helped her unpack. I told her how hot she looked and how different she looked and how it turned me on. She told me that they'd had sex one last time at Paul's place before she came home and she admitted that she was pretty "worn out" before that and that this last time was all she could take. I was quite horny watching her put her used (soiled?) lingerie into the hamper - it was so erotic knowing she'd worn them with him.
I told her that it was a bit of a surprise how she looked and she said that when she got there that she'd wanted to try a new look and she admitted she wanted to feel sexy-er around the other women. I told her it was very arousing to see her like that and she blushed. She smiled at me as she got changed and it turned me on to see a darkened-spot in the crotch of her panties before she pulled on her flannel pajama pants over them - so no, I didn't get to see her that night other than her breasts which, in my head, looked like they'd been pawed over, for the moment before she pulled her pj shirt on. We cuddled up in bed after that and she hugged me and thanked me so much for not pushing myself on her. What I have to emphasize here is how it felt for both of us to spoon up like that, it was an amazingly close time for both of us.
She was asleep pretty quickly and I understood. She was so asleep she didn't move as I masturbated in bed next to her and then went to sleep myself.
Tuesday night we spent some time talking about things and then of all times, I got a call from work that consumed about an hour and that sort of took the horniness off the night. Sue also admitted that she wasn't all that horny yet and as we talked it just became obvious that it would simply be better to wait till last night as I was annoyed with work and it was late and her admission on top of it....
I have to add that Tuesday and yesterday mornings - my god did I have a huge hardon both mornings that I almost felt like a teenager getting hard at seeing her walking around the bedroom and bathroom and thinking of her doing the same with Paul over the weekend.
Finally, last night she made it clear when she came home that we would have some fun last night. I admit a part of me was disappointed when I thought that what she'd said meant I'd only be masturbating with her, but a part of me also accepted it as the way it is and that our time for sex has typically always been on the weekend so in a way I wasn't surprised. So I was quite ecstatic when we were in the bedroom getting into bed when she slipped off her panties and pulled her night-shirt off and climbed in naked next to me.
We kissed and hugged and suddenly a ton of emotions came out between us - she held me tightly and told me how much she loved me and vice-versa. Kisses turned passionate - her hand was on my cock enjoying its hardness and my fingers for the first time in a long time were in her pussy pleasuring her. I hadn't really realized how much I'd missed this part of sex with her, getting her revved up - foreplay if you will. I even went down on her and for the first time, tasting just her sweetness since by last night the remnants of Paul's sperm were gone. She cautiously sucked my cock too - cautiously because she knew I was quite horny and didn't want to make me cum too soon! She'd made it clear that she wanted to feel me in her.
It was really nice feeling her next to me like that - as others will likely point out, it'd been a long time for us to have alone time like this - and it's some of what we'd talked about too which I can share later. But we were quite amorous and it was clear that she wanted it which was really nice to feel between us.
It goes without saying that we were both talking and teasing each other including me telling her, as I looked up at her as I licked her pussy was that "I love that Paul was in you so much" and I told her that it turned me on so that he'd been in her where my tongue was - both his tongue and his cock and yes, his cum too. At one point I told her that I couldn't taste him in her any more and she giggled and said "next time".
Obviously both of us were on the edge and it wasn't long before our foreplay progressed to the next point. When I moved up next to her and we started kissing again she looked at me and said "you don't have to use a condom if you don't want to". I was hard already and hearing her say that made me stop and look at her for a moment. I looked at her and asked her "is that what you want?" She kissed me and asked me "what do you want?" I told her that I wanted what she wanted and told her that I felt awkward making that decision based on what I wanted. She looked at me and said "would it hurt you if I told you no?" and I said "no" and with a short pause I added "I was thinking it wouldn't be right if I did". She smiled and said "I thought you might want to too".
I cannot explain to you how wonderful it was to talk to her like that. I know it sounds horrible and cold in some ways but it wasn't - it was actually an incredibly loving close moment when the way she was and what she said and what she wanted was so beautiful to me. It was open honest and loving - she was able to tell me what she wanted but more so, she knew that I would also feel that way and would equally want it. As she watched me pull the condom on she smiled and told me she loved me. As I slid it all the way down she lay back in the bed and pulled her legs back for me. I can't even find the words to say how intense it was to see her lying there visibly and obviously aroused from my fingers and tongue and her pussy was just waiting for me. Even through the condom I could feel her and it was so intense for me. I had so many visions and thoughts in my head - did her pussy feel different (maybe a bit looser for sure) - she was so wet - and it was soooo warm inside too.
It will sound crazy to some here like Raks when I say that I loved making love to her but knowing that I was still being denied. Its a moment like that last night that touches something so deep inside me with this intense feeling of satisfaction that I know I really am a cuckold. And yes, I'll add that as thoughts of Paul's cock filling her pussy over and over with his thick warm cum consumed me - man did I ever let loose. She squealed and orgasmed quite intensely and I remained hard and kept at her and I'm happy to say that even without me actually cumming inside her, she reached one of those intense post-fuck orgasms beneath me and I felt her own wetness make her so slick inside that while she didn't squirt, she did leave a wet-spot on the bed. Actually it was quite funny, after her breathing calmed down and we relaxed together as I held her as she came down from her orgasm - as I pulled out of her and rolled over she looked at me and at first said "I thought you weren't cumming in me" but as she said that she put her fingers in her pussy and she blushed and said "oh..... sorry..... you didn't" when she saw the condom still in place - she'd cum so much it was her wetness on the bed! She rolled onto her side and slid next to me and we lay together naked feeling each other enjoying a true post-fuck moment. She slid the sheet down and reached for my cock and carefully slid the condom off. I was watching her as she held it in her hand and she said how warm it still was. I just mumured "uh huh". She tied a knot in it and I thought she was just going to toss it when she held it in front of me and she said something about how erotic it was that "this little piece of rubber is holding your sperm" and she kissed me and said that it turned her on a lot to hold it in her hand like that with the obvious unsaid comment of "it not being in me". She looked at me and kissed me again and she said that she was glad that this turned me on as much as it did her and that she wouldn't have dreamed that "...this kind of fun could be so fun..." and she said she loved me.
Gotta run for now
