Heather, My Sweet Love! - Sex Stories

Heather, My Sweet Love!

... on top of me, her beautiful, hot pussy over my face, wantoningly awaiting my affection, and I did not disappoint. I sucked on her and loved her with my lips and tongue, bringing her to two powerful orgasms as she rotated feverishly over me, groaning loudly, whispering how much she loved it, there was nothing like it. Meanwhile, she had lit a fire between my legs, then put it out with equal vigor, bringing me to two lovely orgasms that caused my body to freeze up, shake, then squirm into a long, sweet calm like I have never had. We languished in each other's arms for over a half hour, steaming up the windows, both crying slightly, whispering how wonderful it was and how much we loved it. Afterward, we made a quick stop at her ladies shop where she bought me a bottle of her lovely perfume. That night, she fixed a romantic, candlelight dinner for us with champagne and appetizers. We made love in her Jacuzzi, then let the warm jet stream give us a mind-shattering encore. We went to bed early and both had dessert, mine a creamy, delectable vanilla mousse and her’s a strawberry pie that got creamy toward the end. On Sunday morning, we dressed up for Mass and I wore the sexy skirt I had bought. We both wanted to take Communion. During Mass, we held hands and said several silent prayers, thanking God for His love and the wonders He had given us. Afterward, she took me to a small, quiet place for brunch, and we talked and talked for over two hours, both falling more in love. The ...

... rest of Sunday and the following morning were complete bliss, except for the tearful and bittersweet goodbye around noon, our final kiss coming through the window of my car. At breakfast, she dedicated the original painting and print on the back of each, writing: "Dear Andrea: May our friendship and love grow and deepen, you are the most wonderful and lovely person I have ever known. With all my love, Heather." I cried at the table and she hugged and kissed me, licking my tears away, saying it was all true and she was falling in love with me. We agreed to make regular exchange visits to see each other. The following weekend she was visiting me where I would reciprocate her hospitality, including cooking for her, but especially her love. Randall was visiting his parents for three days, so she and I had the apartment to ourselves. The weeks and months that followed produced one of the most enriching affairs of my life, we were addicted to one another, finally admitting we were irreversibly in love! The highlight of our affair came the following summer when she took me on a ten-day "honeymoon" cruise (as we called it) to the Caribbean, stopping at several islands where we shopped and dined. She reserved one of the honeymoon state rooms, calling the cruise our "celebration of love". It was such a wonderful relief to be away alone, to be who we were to each other, not having to be seen by anyone who knew us, not having our public affection judged. We held hands on the ship and on ...