by Abie
Still swallowing I inhaled deeply and looked at Kurt. He was staring at me and slowly moving his head side to side. 'Incredible' was the message. I gave his still thick cock one last slow, deep suck and moved up and onto him. I settled on his chest and lay still.
He was still panting and recovering from his orgasm. After a minute he said, "I don't know what I can do for you. All I want to do is hold you."
I just slowly moved on him, resettling and said, "It was your turn to be pampered. In a minute we'll get ready for bed." We lay like that and when I heard his breathing slow and he was almost asleep, I said, "Bed time," and got up.
He slowly got up and I removed the rest of his clothes. With his help, I got undressed and we went to the bathroom. Teeth were brushed, bladders emptied and we were ready. We got into bed and cuddled up close. In a minute he was fast asleep. I soon followed and apart from a few dreams about Sarah, I passed the night peacefully.
One dream had me almost awake. She was giving me oral and I was coming. Then I felt Kurt's hands holding my head. He was murmuring something in my ear. I couldn't make out the words. Sarah was finishing me off and then I could hear Kurt saying, 'My wife would never do that.' I wondered if he meant his late wife would never do that, or was he telling me that we would never marry. I was about to ask him when I partially woke up. Kurt was lying on his back and my hand went to his tummy. Half wanting to stroke his penis, I settled back and drifted off.
When I woke up, Kurt was snoring softly. I quietly crept out of bed and looked at him. 'Could I live with this man?' I asked myself. Would I come to love him and want to marry him? Or was this all just a wonderful but soon to be over holiday fling? I knew that if I asked Kurt if he wanted to continue after we both went back home, he would give me an honest answer. I just wasn't sure I wanted to hear it. I went to the bathroom, did my morning thing and took a robe from a hook. I put on some coffee and settled in a chair to talk to myself. It was a long conversation.
Kurt had said he wasn't going to ask me about my past. I wondered if he deserved to know about my very immediate past. I felt he did but I knew I couldn't tell him about Isabella. Why I had gone with my out of character desire to seduce or be seduced by her was something I didn't understand. It was taboo and it was about the only thing I had ever done sexually that definitely crossed a line. The group sex, the coming contest with Sarah and all the rest was all adult participation. Why I had those urges to have sex with a young girl was something I felt deeply disturbed about. While I felt that Isabella had enjoyed it just as much as me and had already been doing some very sexually advanced things with Maria and especially Hector, I knew that it was wrong for me to take advantage of a girl who was that young and even younger emotionally.
I decided to put it aside and never tell a soul about my transgressions. It would be my secret and my shame. I knew I could tell Kurt about Sarah and Dan, the sexual sandwich and even the beach shop bimbo. Whether he ran from me in fright or accepted my holiday sexual extravaganza, was his choice. But he did deserve the opportunity to make that choice. I poured a cup of coffee and felt at peace.
I was leaving the resort in one more day. That gave me time to have a serious talk with Kurt. I looked at him sleeping and felt the warmth of closeness, a wonderful feeling of intimacy and a longing to keep it going. I had had my sexual blow-out and unless Kurt turned out to have some deep and unfulfilled desires to have the same, I was ready to settle for his sexual attention alone. He started to stir.
I was sitting with my feet under me and my robe closed. With a wicked grin, I opened the robe and moved my legs to have one knee up and resting against the armrest, giving Kurt the opportunity to awake to the sight of me, completely exposed. "Wake up, sleepy head. The coffee is on and it's time to greet the new day."
He blinked a few times and then turned to look at me. I gave him my innocent and pure smile and his eyes froze on me. He stared at me, his eyes taking in my breasts and vulva. Then he just sighed and said, "A guy could get used to this, coffee and sugar to start the day."
I grinned and looked down at my self, and patted my pussy. "This kind of sugar is good for you." He sat up and just smiled. Then he stood up and stretched, gave his semi-erect penis a slight squeeze and said, "Tell me about it. I haven't had any kind of morning erections for a long time. You're good for me all over. Now I have to pee before it gets impossible." I grinned again and felt very happy.
He came out of the bathroom and went to the closet to get the other robe. I handed him his coffee and he smiled. "Thanks." "You're welcome." He sat down in a chair and sipped. "I'm not a morning person," he said. "Let me wake up some more." We sat in silence, a comfortable silence and Kurt finished his cup. I took it, refilled it and handed it to him. He smiled appreciatively and sighed. He looked like he had something to say but wasn't sure where to start.
"How about if we talk after breakfast," I suggested. He just nodded 'yes' and looked at me, then got up.
"Shower time," he said and held out his hand.
"Works for me," I replied, taking it. We showered together casually with no sexual touching. He was awake now and we talked about small things, avoiding getting into what was on both of our minds. As we towelled off, he said, "Breakfast by the pool?"
"Lovely," I replied. "Just let me go and change and I'll meet you there. Hit the beach after?"
He grinned. "Only if you wear you know what." I dressed in yesterday's clothes, kissed him and opened his door.
"I haven't got the slightest idea what you're talking about." Back in my room, I put on what he was talking about and covered it with a summer blouse and sun shorts. A touch of Chanel, my sunglasses and sunscreen and I was out the door. On the pool deck, Kurt was waiting, two glasses of orange juice already there. "I smell something wonderful," he said. "I'm not sure if it is perfume or sugar. Both would be my guess."
I gave him a playful slap on his hand. "You're incorrigible," I said. "Look who's talking. When a guy my age wakes up to a sight like the one you gave me, I thought I had died and gone to heaven."
I smiled and squeezed his hand. "When a girl my age still wants to do things like that, she has a reason."
Now Kurt smiled. I knew it was coming. "Works for me." We chatted our way through breakfast, and headed for the beach. Stopping to pick up beach towels and water, I glanced at the beach shop. I blushed a bit at the memories and hoped Kurt didn't notice. Out on the beach we settled the towels and got out of our outer clothes. He glanced at me as the blouse and shorts came off. "Wow. You did understand."
I smiled and felt very good about my self and my bikini. What a difference from my first day at the beach, I thought. We applied the sunscreen to each other and without a thought, I slipped off my top. I lay on my back and Kurt took his time lying down. "You know Kathy, a guy could get used to this."
I gave a gentle laugh. "Lie down Kurt. Someone might think you're staring." He did lie down and his hand took mine. We lay silent and let the warmth of the sun, the sound of the waves and the breeze on our skin take us to a very peaceful place. I was feeling very good about getting into the serious talk. But first, it was time to just chill.
After a while I switched to lying face down and felt myself drifting off. I came back a bit as Kurt was rubbing sunscreen over my back, my legs and my string covered butt. He seemed to like my butt. I said a silent thank you to my personal trainer who had showed me how to keep it firmly muscled. I eased my legs apart slightly and Kurt put two fingers to my easily seen labia. He gave a gentle squeeze and I tried to not react. But a gentle sigh escaped and I said, "Later, big guy, I'm not quite ready for sex on the beach."
He gave me a gentle laugh and one last squeeze. "Let me know when you are. I'm ready right now." I half believed him and as I drifted off again, I had a delicious fantasy of Kurt, on top of me with me face down, slowly stroking in my vagina as I rode wave after wave of soft, sensual orgasms. I could get used to that, I thought and smiled as I fell asleep. Wonderful dreams of Kurt
and me, coming with each other endlessly, flowed through my mind. Sarah was there and she smiled at me. 'I'm happy for you,' she said and she watched as Kurt entered me again and took me to a place I had only dreamed about.
I woke and came back to the beach and Kurt. He was sitting, and it looked like he had been gazing at me while talking to himself. I sat up and sipped some water. The bright sun made it difficult to see his face clearly but he looked a bit uncertain. I smiled at him with my reassuring smile and said, "It's time to have a talk, Kurt. I leave tomorrow and I'd like to know if you want to try and make it work between us."
He paused and then started talking. "Kathy, you have been like an angel sent from heaven. Nancy did tell me to go on living and with you, I have lived more in the past few days than I have in the six months since she...left. I know that you are very, very good for me, but I have to ask if I'm going to be good for you. You seem so much more...worldly than I am. Nancy and I were very much in love, right up until...the end, but we had a much....simpler....sex life than what I think you may have had. I feel like I just might not...satisfy you...is this making any sense?"
I took a deep breath and paused. Then another deep breath followed by a large swallow of water. I looked him in his eyes and said, "There's some things you need to know." Then, after a short moment to gather my resolve, I started talking. I told him how my life was burning out before I booked the vacation. I told him I chose this resort because I wanted to let myself go and have a fling or two. I told him about how I had hooked up with Sarah. I watched his expression as I told him about the sex I had shared with her. He didn't even blink. I told him about why I really enjoyed the ocean horseback riding. Without giving too many details I told him about the evening with Sarah and the three guys, and how I slept that night with one of them. Thinking that Kurt now had enough to think about, I didn't mention the beach shop incident and I totally stayed away from Isabella.
"Kurt, I came here to let go and I did. I let go a lot farther than I had ever thought I would, but I'm not going to pretend I didn't enjoy it all. Even having sex with two guys at once was a thrill I never thought I would have. It was if I had stepped away from reality and had entered a fantasy come true. I really can't explain it other than to say I was so emotionally burned and dulled when I got here that I just let all of those suppressed....desires...come out. To me, this place seemed to be a place to live out a fantasy, that is, until you and I...got together. You're not a fantasy, Kurt. You're the only thing here that is real to me. I don't expect you to understand, much less accept what I've been doing. I just hope that you don't think I'm....I'm....."
"Kathy, you don't have to worry about me. Considering that my life was...well....rather tame before, what you and I have been doing...it's like a fantasy come true for me. Don't even think of apologizing for anything you've been doing. It's not my place to judge and I never will. But Kathy, you live in L.A. and I'm in Colorado. I can easily accept that you have had a more...active sex life than me and if it would help, I could...well.....expand my horizons, so to speak. I've had all the fantasies that every other guy has had. It's just that Nancy was...very conservative and I had no problem with that. I don't think she would...be unhappy if I...Damn this is hard!"
He took a drink and swallowed, unable to get the right words out. "Kurt, you don't have to keep up with anyone," I said. "What makes you happy is what makes you happy. Don't think you have to expand your horizons for my sake, or anyone else. And as for me living in L.A., I have already decided to quit the company and try to have a life, not just a job. My career was killing me and I didn't even know it. I'm tired of chasing the almighty dollar and finding it only buys unhappiness. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of it!"
I was pounding my fist into the sand, as if I was hitting my boss and making him pay for my years of misery. "That...that...fucking company was eating me alive. And I was letting them do it. The whole fucking place can burn to the ground for all I care." I paused, shocked at my outburst of anger and obscenity. I looked at Kurt and quickly said, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I .."
He put out his hand and I took it. He pulled me to him and his arms went around me. "Kathy, if I wasn't so messed up myself, I might think you're more messed up than I am." I gave a short laugh, then laughed some more and was crying before I could stop myself. Kurt just held me tight, rocked me a bit and said nothing. There I was, topless on the beach, sobbing in his arms and hating everything about L.A.
I cried for several minutes, then slowly came back. Kurt just held me and gave me time to recover. When the last sobs had passed, I just held him tight. "Kurt, I'm a lot more messed up than you. At least you're not flashing very wet tits and wondering why."
He chuckled and looked down. "Kathy, with all those tears, your...tits aren't the only thing on display. Maybe you should have a good cry on the beach more often." I looked down and saw my tear wet and transparent bottom clearly showing my labia. I had to smile. Then I chuckled and soon we were both rolling together on the beach, laughing as if we were watching the world's funniest comedian. I ended up on top. I made a show of pinning his arms to the sand, and straddled him like I had just won a wrestling match. "I'm moving to Boulder and you're going to say 'yes'."
He looked up at me with his calm and even look. "Yes."