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  "Oh my god, you're beautiful ... And for now, you're mine."

  He held her heavy breasts in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes as she watched him intently. He lowered his mouth to one of the erect nipples, licking it and sucking it into his mouth. He pushed them together, running his tongue along the seam where they were joined.

  He massaged them and kissed and licked. To have this wonderful woman allowing him to marvel in a part of her that she'd told him had been so desperately neglected, astounded him. He felt like her breasts were some kind of perfect, precious jewel that he had been searching for his whole life. Now he had found that wonderful treasure and intended to show the appropriate amount of homage.

  He'd told her numerous times on the Internet that Double D sounded so remote. Now he knew for certain, that the pictures she had sent him had not done her justice. Holding her breasts against his face, he was lost in a fantasy world of wonder.

  "Later, I want to run my cock between these."

  Josie moaned, “Oh God yes, but now I need to feel you in me. Please take me baby. Make me yours, please!"

  She lay back on the bed opening her legs; Lance carefully positioned himself over her. When the head of his cock touched her opening, her heat mixed with his own and coursed up him, forcing a moan out of them both.

  Lance held himself still at the entrance of her, teasing her, tantalizing her with the gentle pressure. He didn't want to rush her, even though it was taking everything he had to hold himself back. They'd discussed her lack of experience in great detail and he wanted her to be the one to set the pace.

  Josie whimpered that she couldn't stand the waiting any longer; she thrust her hips up and he felt himself enter her, he felt the tightness of her inner walls stretching to accommodate his girth.

  Through this first intimate contact, they stared deeply into each other's eyes. Lance watched as her eyes closed slowly, a soft smile forming on her lips and a purred moan rumbled from her throat. Feeling her relax around the large pulsating head held so lovingly inside her, he pushed forward until his full length was wrapped in her wetness.

  Hearing her suddenly sucking in air, he froze and asked if she was okay.

  Opening her eyes to look deeply into his, he saw the tear glistening there. “It's just been so long, but please don't stop."

  Sliding his hands under her ass to hold her tight to him, Lance told her, “Stay still babe. Don't move yet or it'll be over. Let me make love to you at my pace. I want to take you slow and deep. You have me so horny though, your pussy is so hot, so tight I'm ready to burst now."

  "Oh please baby, please make love to me the way we've been dreaming about."

  After a moment's hesitation, Lance began to slowly pump his hips. He pulled almost all the way out of her, pushed in halfway, pulled out again and pushed in to the hilt.

  Josie brought her feet up so that her long legs were wrapped around him, holding him to her. She stroked his back, kissed his neck and shoulders and tentatively, at first, joined his thrusts.

  As their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, the afternoon sun shone through the windows and glistened off their damp skin. Now that she was used to the size of him in her, she amazed him with her ability to fit around him so perfectly.

  Without separating, they moved so that Lance was kneeling with Josie on his lap. She held onto him around his shoulders and rode his ten inches with absolute abandon. He felt the head of his cock hitting her cervix, hard with every thrust. She was rotating her hips while pumping on him, driving him to distraction. He felt the muscles deep inside her start the rhythmic pulsations along his driving shaft

  "Oh God Lance, I'm so close. You're gonna make me cum again ... so close!"

  "Oh yeah ... let go baby ... I'm gonna fill you...” He encouraged her.

  "Oh God ... It feels sooo good ... You're so hard!"

  Grabbing her hips, he rammed her down onto him, holding her there.

  The force of his ejaculation shocked him. It felt as though he had been saving it up for a lot longer than he actually had. As he pumped stream after stream of cum into her, she screamed his name as her own orgasm exploded in her.

  He continued rocking with her in the middle of the bed, as the ecstasy took them both over the edge. Slowly he drifted back down to reality, exhausted, but oh so very content.

  Lying with her, ‘spooning’ in the after glow of their first love making, he simply enjoyed the feel of her body close. If this was just a taste of what the weekend held in store, he knew that it would be well worth all of the risks they had taken.

  Chapter Three

  Josie stirred about an hour later, she could hear the shower running in the next room. She slipped off the bed and tiptoed into the bathroom.

  She stood watching Lance's magnificent form through the frosted glass of the shower enclosure. Standing with his hands against the wall, he was letting the warm water cascade over his head and back.

  He looked like he was lost in his own world of warm water and steam. The water spraying off of him where it hit the back of his bent head, rippling down his muscular back like a fresh spring rain across a slate roof, appeared to her like the softness of the water, meeting the chiselled hardness of the stone.

  Carefully opening the shower door, Josie stepped quietly into the shower behind him. Silently closing the door, she placed her hands on his back.

  * * * *

  He started, straightened and turned to face her. The sight of her nakedness being covered with tiny droplets of water as it sprayed over him, took his breath away, momentarily, “Hello beautiful, I hope I didn't wake you."

  Josie placed her fingertips against his lips, “Shh, no talking,” she admonished, shaking her head.

  Picking the soap up from the shelf, rubbing it between her palms to work up a good lather, she began rubbing it gently onto his chest. She washed his shoulders, his chest, arms and abdomen.

  Water softly flowed down his body washing the suds away soon after they were placed. As they disappeared, she began kissing the moistness left behind.

  Lance had his hands braced against the sides of the enclosure, partly to keep his balance and partly to keep himself from grabbing her. Obviously, she wanted to have complete control for the moment.

  Her hands slowly made their slippery way down across his hips and around his ass. She pressed herself against him and kissed the front of his throat, shoulders and collarbones.

  Lance had never experienced a shower quite like this before. If they were all like this, he would spend a lot more time in them. In fact, he may never want to leave the closeness of this space.

  Josie began washing the tops of his legs, making him open his legs slightly so that she could slide her soapy hands all the way around. Lowering herself to her knees, she continued lathering him all the way to his toes.

  He now felt extremely clean; she had carefully made a point of cleansing every inch of him; except his genitals.

  Just when he began to think that area was to be ignored, she slid her hand between his thighs and began massaging the soap into his sac. He was extremely aroused and she hadn't even touched his penis yet.

  He could feel it pulsating and longing for her touch. The effort that it was taking for him to just stand there was torturous.

  Her hands were performing small circles all around the base of his penis. Rubbing his balls, she manipulated them between her palms, and then moved back around his base to press against his pelvic bone.

  She kept this up until he was to the point that he didn't think he could stand it for another second. Finally, she slid her hand up onto his hard shaft to just below the rim around the head and back down again.

  Slowly, carefully she continued lathering his shaft and balls, not quite all the way to the head. Feeling his balls contracting and his cock jumping within her touch, he looked down at her and moaned when he saw her looking directly into his eyes.

  As this moan was still escaping his lips, she bought her hand all the way to
the tip of his throbbing head. At this delicate touch his moan deepened and he shivered.

  She continued stroking him as the shower washed the soap away, without adding any more suds. The effect her hand was having on him was very nearly unbearable, and yet he was enjoying it very much.

  As he watched her devoted attention to his palpitating manhood, a droplet escaped the tip. Smiling, she placed the soap on the bottom shelf; and gently traced circles on the very end of his cock with the tip of her tongue. The mixed sensations of the water cascading over him and her warm tongue on the head of his cock, caused his knees to start shaking.

  He gripped the walls harder as she took the head of his penis in her mouth. She rolled her tongue along the ridge, sucking it and softly running her teeth back and forth on his sensitive flesh. He felt himself becoming even more engorged and worried that she would pull away, instead she slowly sucked more of him into her warm, soft mouth.

  Each time she withdrew from him and pushed toward his groin, she took more of his length into her mouth. He didn't think she could take all of him into her mouth without choking, but was thrilled that she clearly wanted to try.

  He was moaning faster, breathing in gasps as his balls started pulling up to his body. She increased her speed and the force with which she was sucking.

  He was hitting the very back of her throat with every thrust now and she was moaning on his cock.

  The vibration of her moaning added to the sensations running through him. When he could take no more, he let go of the wall with one hand and threaded his fingers through her hair on the back of her head.

  He pumped in and out of her sweet lips; feeling release was moments away. He wanted to shoot in her mouth but was not sure if she would want him to.

  "I'm close baby ... so close.” he was able to get out, between gasps.

  Amazingly, she didn't pull away, she just started pumping on him harder. When he felt the first spasm run through his body, she pushed herself as hard as she could against him.

  His hand flew back to the wall to help him keep his balance. Hot juices flowed down her throat as she began swallowing. Her throat muscles working on his sensitive flesh made him ejaculate harder than he ever had.

  Josie continued sucking him even after he had finished filling her mouth with cum, softly, gently draining every ounce from him.

  As her tongue rolled, flicked and rubbed along him he jumped and twitched with uncontrollable muscle spasms like he had never experienced before. When he began to soften in her mouth, she released him and looked up into his eyes.

  "That was amazing!"

  She stood so that he could hold her in his arms. “I'm glad you enjoyed it. I could do that every day."

  "Baby, you are unbelievably talented."

  Lance held her close against him as the water continued to rain down on their nakedness. Feeling the warmth of the shower, mixed with the heat coming from her body was sensuous.

  Running her lips and tongue down the side of his throat, she whispered, “I could stay like this for hours, but now it's my turn to be alone in the shower, so go rest for a while."

  She giggled at his hurt look, “I'm sorry darlin’ but a lady needs a little privacy once in a while. Don't worry you'll be in my heart the whole time."

  With that, Lance kissed her one more time and stepped out of the shower. He dried off while watching her through the frosted glass. She was amazing; he still couldn't believe that she was here with him.

  He felt absolutely elated to think that he would be falling asleep beside her tonight and sharing the first rays of the sunrise with her in the morning.

  As he walked out of the bathroom, he stopped to trace a heart in the condensation on the mirrored wall next to the door. When she got out of the shower, he wanted his heart to be the first thing she saw. He wanted her to know that she was in his heart and mind too.

  Once he was finished getting dressed, he got himself a glass of orange juice from the small fridge in the bar. With a smile of complete happiness, he walked out onto the balcony to look over the view.

  Josie found him there after showering and preparing herself for the rest of the day.

  As she came to stand beside him at the railing, his arm went around her and pulled her close.

  It was all so natural; an automatic action which if witnessed would seem to be something they had done for years.

  She tucked herself into his shoulder, reached up to gently stroke his cheek and kissed his chin.

  He in turn stroked her back, kissed her tenderly on her lips and whispered softly, “You look lovely."

  "Thank you. I suddenly feel lovely."

  "Do you feel like going out? I thought we might go have a bite to eat and see some of the sights."

  "If that's what you want to do, it'd be great."

  Lance chuckled low and soft. “What I want to do, is stay here and make love to you again ... and again and again. Unfortunately, my body needs to recoup. So I thought some nutrients would be a good idea."

  "That does sound like a good idea,” she giggled, kissed him again quickly and started to turn back to the room, “Guess I better put some panties on under this skirt, if we're going out."

  Lance held her hand to stop her from leaving his sight. He looked from her delicately knitted top down to the straight, filmy, double layered, knee length skirt and enjoyed the way that it moved against her skin.

  "Would you be uncomfortable or embarrassed going out without them? It doesn't show that you're not wearing any, so no one except me would know. And I know I would enjoy the knowledge,” he smiled at her, “but not if it'd make you uncomfortable!"

  "If you're sure it doesn't show ... I'm willing to risk it this once."

  With that, he took her into his arms again, kissing her deeply. “I'm overwhelmed by you. You've taken so many chances to be here with me. I feel things for you that I never thought possible."

  "I care about you too, my darling. More than words can ever say. Let's not try to put it into words though. Let's just be together and enjoy the time that we have."

  Then she turned and picked up her matching sweater from the sofa, handed him his jacket and they left the room.

  Chapter Four

  As Lance escorted her down the hall to the elevator, he prayed that it would be empty. He so wanted to have her in his arms for the few moments it would take to reach the lobby.

  Unfortunately, when the doors slid open there stood an elderly lady, resplendent in her ‘Sunday best', complete with hat and gloves, smiling at them. They stood beside and slightly behind the old dear. Josie spoke to their companion, “This is a beautiful hotel isn't it? Have you been here before?"

  "Oh my, yes, dear.” She breathed softly, turning pale blue eyes in their direction. “I have been coming here every year since they first built the place, with my wonderful Alexander."

  "Is that your husband? Is he here this weekend?” Josie asked her.

  Turning back to face the flat metal of the twin doors, the lady sighed. “Oh, well, no to both questions. You see, Alexander died four months ago."

  Pausing briefly, to pull a handkerchief from her purse, she dabbed at the dampness collecting on her softly rouged cheeks before whispering. “He was my lover. We met here every year on the same weekend for the past thirty years. We always kept it a secret, at least I thought we had until he passed away."

  "Why, what happened when he passed away?” Josie asked with real concern.

  "Well the day after he died, his wife called me. She told me that she had known about us for the last twenty years or so and that she understood that Alec needed to have his private life too. That as long as he continued to come home to her, she was happy."

  With tears shining in the lady's eyes, she chuckled, “We even sat together at his funeral. She said that if people didn't like it, they could all just go to hell! She felt that it would be good for Alec to know that the two loves in his life were together for him at the end."

  "Oh my wor
d, that's really quite something!” Josie said glancing at Lance. “What an amazing woman!"

  Lance's hand slid softly down her back to rest against the roundness of her near naked rear. Josie flushed slightly at this intimate touch, but carried on the conversation she had started, forcing herself to concentrate on the question being asked.

  "So, are you two here for the first time?” the lady asked, with a glint shining in her eye.

  Josie giggled slightly nervous before answering, “Well, I have been here before for day trips, but never to stay in this hotel. I have looked at it from the street before and wondered what it would be like to stay here. I never in my wildest imaginings thought that I actually would be one day."

  "Yes, it certainly is the place for love. I hope the two of you enjoy your stay.” As the doors opened to the lobby the lady looked up into Lance's eyes, “You take good care of her son, some secrets are worth protecting."

  "Oh, have no fear ma'am. I intend to take very, very good care of her, for as long as possible.” Lance promised quietly.

  Josie stood there for a moment gazing into Lance's warm eyes. When she turned with him to look again at the old lady, she was gone. All that met their eyes was the empty lobby.

  "How could she have known?” Josie whispered.

  Smiling Lance told her, “She didn't know anything. She just sees her own situation reflected in every couple she passes. Come on let's go.” he discreetly slid his hand back up and ushered her outside.

  Leaving the cars where they were, Josie quickly agreed that she would rather stroll in the growing twilight to the restaurant.

  As they walked arm in arm down the avenue, she noticed that the people passing them smiled a knowing kind of smile.

  She only had eyes for Lance and he seemed to feel the same way about her, their mutual attraction must have been obvious to all who saw them.

  When Josie finally realized where they were, they had passed numerous eateries without even considering entering any of them. They stopped outside a small establishment that looked clean, had linen tablecloths and mouth-watering smells filtering out through the closed doors.