Family and Chance meetings.

He was hard man, always working, on the go and hadn't settled down. He worked long hours and it paid off but he had to keep it up and he knew that if he wanted to keep his job. He would go home and work for a few more hours each night and on the weekends.

His family had called to say they were getting together that weekend and was wondering if he could make it or not. He wasn't sure, last time he took time off some buffoon almost cost him his job. Since his mother had passed away a few years earlier he didn't do much with the family. He was deciding not to go but a call from his sister saying he better be there or she was going to raise holy hell with him wherever she found him convinced him to go.

Saturday morning he got a few things done enough to satisfy himself. He prepared himself for his family, he wasn't looking forward to it but it was family. He showed up roughly on time and his sister came out and gave him a big hug. Then harassed him about a few pounds he had put on. He didn't really know what was going on with his family he called maybe once a year, if he felt like it. He was looking around and saw some cousins, aunts, uncles and his brother but then his eyes fell upon this woman he had never seen before. She seemed at home but he didn't recognize her at all. He grabbed a drink and sat down in position to watch her and carry out polite conversation. He talked to his brother for bit when his sister came over and asked for his help in the house.

As they were going in he ran smack dab into her neither was looking where they were going when it happened. He said "Excuse me" as they both blushed a bit. His sister said "Oh this is my friend Jan. She is staying here for a bit while her divorce goes through." He couldn't take his eyes off of her and she couldn't either. They both smiled and he let her through as she had a plate of food going out. For awhile it was pretty hectic and he didn't get a chance to talk to her again for a couple of hours when things started to slow down. He had been sitting there all afternoon watching her, his sister caught him a few times. He saw her whisper something to her and they both smiled and laughed a bit. He turned red a bit and when asked by his brother why he was red, he muttered something about the sun. He was sitting by himself drinking a beer when Jan walked up and asked if she could sit by him. He agreed and she sat right next to him.
He could smell her and she smelled wonderful.

They started making small talk about themselves, he had never married and she was getting divorced because she caught him cheating on her. He thought to himself how could someone let the beautiful woman go. He was thinking to himself and said out loud "I could never let something this beautiful go." He turned beet red when he realized what he had said. Her color was very similar and she managed to say thank you.

People were starting to leave, he saw his sister watching Jan and him talking. He said he should be going to when Jan asked if he would like to get drink somewhere else without prying eyes. To his amazement before he thought Yes came flying out of his mouth. She said "We can take your car." She grabbed her bag and met him at his car they got in and as he was driving away he saw his sister in the rearview mirror smiling like a Cheshire cat. He didn't know many places around here so she gave him directions to a quiet little place. He asked what she wanted to drink and she said "Beer is fine" and headed to toward the back. He ordered two bottles of beer and headed after her. She had taken a seat in a booth at the very back, where it was dark. He sat down and she moved closer to him so they could talk a little quieter. As they talked his fell to onto her leg bringing back the memory of softness from years past were flooding his mind. The heartache he had felt which caused him to throw himself into his work. Her leg felt smooth like velvet, soft as a feather. He hesitated moving his hand as he looked into her eyes. The pool of blue like water, the joy in them. He felt her hand touch his startling him thinking he should move it only to be held in place as she slowly stroked it. The talking having ended as they gazed into each others eyes. Her other hand reached up and pulled his head closer to her's and they kissed. The kiss went on for an eternity to them passionate, long, deep and soul biding. He placed his arms around her and pulled her closer. He could feel her breasts pressing into his chest. Her arms pulling him closer to her. The encompassing of each other oblivious to the outside world. After long moments their lips parted, she said "I have been waiting to do that since we bumped into each other." He admitted he was taken by her. They looked at the beers almost full and if in the same thought "Let's go." They departed leaving the beers in the booth.

She sitting next to him the whole way kissing his neck stroking his neck and rubbing his chest as he drove taking the sensations in. His hand resting gently on her leg occasionally moving back and forth, his mind this must be a dream. They arrived at his place. Upon the door shutting they were into an embrace that was meant to merge. The kiss deep, sensual and lasting each of them trying to bind to the other. Her breast were heaving as she kissed him. He was raising to the occasion the hardness he had not felt for years. Releasing the kiss the walked toward the living room, removing clothing as they did. He looked her in admiration of her beauty with a deep longing of desire to possess this lady. She looked at him in awe and wonderment that she could have someone like this. Their arms and hands going into embrace, feeling the skin as if were a new sensation to both. Rubbing, massaging soothing each other. They fell back on the couch, he licking with the tip of his tongue and kissing his way to her breasts. He sat there teasing the nipples with his tongue flicking lightly over the as if they were rose petals nearing blossom. Suckling each one as a new born finding renewed life in the feeling of his tongue. He kneaded them with his hands their softness like down pillows waiting to be nestled by a head. He runs his hands down the sides of her body, the smoothness, the electricity each is feeling from the anticipation almost takes them over the edge. He can smell her muskiness now the juices that flow for the inner depths of her being. Waiting to be savored by the one, tasted and devoured. His tongue traces along the outside lip causing a moan to be released from the soft lips. His tongue parting them softly to release the flood held within, lapping them in as they rush out, tasting like a fine nectar to him. He sinks his tongue deep in to her to receive more of the nectar she produces. The moans coming from her lips are long and deep, her breath short, her breast heaving her body a quiver with anticipation of the release from within. Suddenly she lets a moan so deep it seems to come from her soul releasing the anguish and the desire all at once, his tongue swirling the liquid into his mouth as if a man so thirsty he can't get enough. He slows his pace down, as her breathing starts to return to normal. He moves up as if to become one with her.

She holds him back turning him over so she is atop of him now. Even though short of breath she he leans down and drives her tongue into his mouth as if searching for his soul. Not to take but merge with it to become a part of him. She feels her breasts rubbing against the hair on his chest and the rosebuds grow with a tingling sensation as she kisses him. She lowers her self down rubbing his chest with her hands feeling the smoothness of the skin and the coarseness of the hair. She takes encircles him with her hands feeling the hardness within. The desire for release, the longing for the touch of a woman. He throbs as she slowly strokes her hands around, up and down it. Looking at him as he watches her she takes the tip of her tongue from the bottom of the hardness and in gentle caressing motion goes up the underside to the tip, as fluid is escaping. She looks at him as her tongue tastes the fluid that might erupt as a volcano into her. She savors the taste of the fluid on the tip of her tongue watching him watch her. Then in one motion the hardness disappears into her mouth, the wetness feeling like a release. Her tongue dancing around it as if were a lolly pop. It gently slides in and out seeming to get even harder, it tremors as if wanting to explode she can taste the escaping fluid in her mouth tasting like a fine wine to her.

She moves over him running her hands over his chest. She rubs herself along the hardness as she does. Each of the quiver with the anticipation of becoming one in body as well as soul. She slowly settles down and the hardness as it opens to receive it in depth and breadth. He feels her engulf, him as she lowers herself down. They look into each others eyes as the softness and hardness meet and merge into one. Their tongues start to dance in each other mouths like a ballet. Slowly the motion of each other starts, gyrating, bumping grinding and seeking further depths of the soul. As if on meant to be their bodies explode as a volcano into and onto each other. The bodies spasming, at the same instant becoming one in eternity. Unable to move they lay there exhausted, relaxed, holding each other not wanting to let go yet one in mind body and spirit. No words are said they just lay there and enjoy the warmth of each other as they doze off to sleep.

They are awakened the next morning by the phone. It is his sister worrying about her friend as she saw them leave together. His sister yelling if you hurt her in anyway or left her somewhere I am going to skin you alive attitude when Jan spoke up, I am just fine in low sultry voice. As he hangs up the phone and looks at her, "Where were we" as they continued the kiss they feel asleep too...