Awakenings Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Awakenings Ch. 27

... me that you told him if he tried to leave you you'd make sure he was homeless." "I..." Suddenly defeated, Tricia's voice trailed off and her face went blank. I said, "Tricia, Paul will not be returning with you. We're helping him get a fresh start. You don't have to worry about him. He will be safe and well cared for." "No, I need to talk to him. I can make this right." Shaking my head, I said, "No Tricia, you're not going to talk to him. Paul needs to be away from you for a while and you need to learn what life is like without him." "Like you and mom?" "Yes, your mother and I are doing something similar, although we're nearing the end of our separation." Tricia stared at both of us. After a moment she sighed and walked slowly out of the coffee shop. I turned to Jeanne. "I'm suddenly hopeful. I think she may already have an inkling about what she's done." "I hope so. Tricia has always been a little head strong and full of herself, but at heart she's a good person." "Yes, she is. I fear that when she begins to grasp the full magnitude of what she's done she's going to be in for some very difficult times." "Jodie and I will be there to help her." "And Mel and Amy will take good care of Paul." "It was certainly an eventful New Years Eve." "And in the long run, I think a good one." Jeanne shook her head. "Except for M the monster." "No, while he was certainly a traumatic experience, we survived him. No one was harmed." "Okay, I'll grant you that, but it still doesn't make it a ...

... good experience." "I think it was." "Tell me how." "It reinforced our trust in each other. It reassured both of us that regardless of what happens I will always have your back and you will always have mine." Jeanne smiled. "That's true and you're right it is reassuring." We ate our breakfast and went up to our room. After we finished packing, Jeanne took of her slacks and panties and lay down on the bed with her legs spread. "Michael, I want you to kiss me good bye. When you're finished I want to kiss you good bye. Last night we didn't have an opportunity to do it properly." Smiling, I crawled between Jeanne's parted thighs and kissed her. She was dry. I understood. I closed my eyes and kissed her again, gently. I felt her moisture on my lips. I kissed her with passion. Jeanne's breath caught. She stroked my head with her fingers and whispered, "Micheal, I love you so much." I extended my tongue and tasted Jeanne. I savored her. But when I started to lick her vigorously she stopped me and sat up. I looked at her with a puzzled expression. She said, "Michael, I don't need to cum. In fact right now I don't want to cum. For me this isn't about orgasms. I want to remember the feel of your lips and tongue in my pussy and I want you to remember how I taste. I want you to remember the feel of my moisture on your lips." Understanding, I said, "I will. Thank you." "Now it's your turn." I lay down with my head resting on a pillow. Jeanne unzipped my pants and freed my erect cock. For a ...