A Cousin's Reunion 4 - Sex Stories

A Cousin's Reunion 4

... huge hug. I could smell the perfume on her as I wrapped my arms around her to hug her back. After several long seconds she stepped back and took my hand, pulling me into the house and closing the door behind us. She led me down the short hall into the great room, drawing me toward the sofa that looked out the huge bay window over the lake. A sliver of moon was starting to rise, glistening off the dying waves as the days heat slowly faded, and the wind with it. "Been a long time since we had time to chat alone." She said quietly, sitting on the sofa next to me, her arm wrapped around my shoulder and her body twisted slightly toward me until her knees touched mine. "You look great. I'm sorry to hear about the divorce." I told her. "Well, he was good to start with, but turned into a drunken jerk over the years. I guess being married wasn't his cup of tea." "Yeah, I'm still sorry. Has to be hard though." I told her. "You know, it was, but it got a lot easier when I saw you. I think you were exactly what I needed today." She said with a giggle, leaning her head over against mine. "OH? Well, I'm glad I could help, even if I don't know how I did." "Well, for a start, you reminded me that just because I'm not as young as I once was, I'm still pretty good looking." She told me in a quiet sultry tone. "Thank you for reminding me of that." "You're welcome." I answered simply. "I remember coming up here one weekend a long time ago, just before I went to college. Seems to me you were ...

... pretty taken with my body then too." "Yeah, maybe a tad. You were doing a pretty good job of teasing me then too." "Teasing? Look who's talking! Getting naked in front of me with that big hardon? Hell. Part of me wanted to throw you down and fuck you right there!" She said with a laugh. "So why didn't you?" "I had other ideas forming. Been thinking ever since you saw me down in that yellow bikini. I just wanted to make sure you still wanted some of what I am. I'm not nineteen any more." "Nope. But you're still an incredibly beautiful woman." I told her, sliding my hand across to rest on her thigh and gently stroke the inside of her leg. "It was really hard to leave you that day, but as I was driving home I knew that there were things that just would prevent it, no matter what we felt for each other. I know the feelings I had for you that were really good friendship shifted to a much more loving place. I often wondered if it was the same for you or if it was just twenty year old hormones." "No, it was a lot more than hormones. I wondered over the years if you even thought about what we did that week or if I was the only one." "Trust me." She whispered. "I haven't ever forgotten that first time or how it felt any of the times we did it." "I'm glad." I whispered back, moving my arm to pull her in for a long hug. We sat with our arms around each other for what felt like an hour before she slowly moved, her arms never leaving me but her legs slowly rolling over until she was sitting ...