This is the fifteenth and final episode in my story series, Years Before.
In the last part, Ruthie and I had enjoyed making love outdoors and we fully indulged Jules in our latest "3".
In this part, all of us agree on one final "3" and Jules discovers what it is to make love with someone. Also, Ruthie and I achieve the ultimate high during anal sex.
Thank you for reading.
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Our first summer together was a whirlwind of activity for Ruthie and me.
In June, we went to Bristol to see Roberta and Terri. They had moved in together and looked really happy. Rob was picking up some café work because she wanted some time out after pretty much 5 solid years of university. Terri was getting ready to enter into the world of PhD study.
No surprise really that Ruthie and Terri again got on like a house on fire and, also again, I found myself walking and talking with Roberta.
"Being a couple with Terri looks good on you, Rob."
"Thanks Andy. It feels good but I'm very conscious that we do get looks sometimes. Bristol maybe doesn't feel ready for a lesbian couple just yet."
"Are there friendly circles you can move in here?"
"There are thankfully. There's a couple of clubs in Bristol where "gay" people go. It's a broad church, Andy. Everything from us to the next local Boy George end up in the same place."
"Dare I ask about your Mum and Dad?"
"Well, the conversation on both their parts seems to move more into a tacit acceptance that me and Terri might be more than mates. I can't say I'm certain of that."
"So you didn't need me to move you anywhere in the end?"
"Well, never say never but Terri's existing flat seemed so good, it's was logical just to rent a van and drive my stuff over. Took a while to get used to driving though. Don't think I'd done it in 2 years before the move. There is one thing I would ask though?"
"What can I do for you?"
"Well, if Terri and I were to come up and stay at the house, would you and Ruthie be around? It's just that, if we were to put ourselves out there as a couple to Mum and Dad, it would be good to have you both around as supporters of us."
"Absolutely, Rob. I will definitely be there for you, and I'm sure Ruthie will too...if anyone can get a word in edgeways with those two yakking away."
Rob stopped me for a moment.
"Andy, it would be so important to me if you could be around. You and Ruthie know and see how we are and, although I'm not saying things might get difficult, I'd feel more confident with the support." She kissed me on the cheek on the way into a big hug.
Mid-July was Ruthie's birthday and I took her away to the fanciest hotel I could afford. It looked like it was once a stately home and, although I could only afford a normal room, it still had that air of elegance and poshness. We had a window that looked out over the grounds at the rear of the hotel and the forest and fields beyond. We were second floor up too so not overlooked.
The look of wonder on Ruthie's face when we pulled off the road and drove up to the building was satisfying enough for me and she continued with that same expression for most of the next hour or so as we walked around the hotel, the swimming pool, the gardens and restaurant and finally our room.
During our stay, there was a moment that, even now feels as perfect as it could be. We were in our room, around 4ish on the Saturday afternoon and we'd been for a swim.
Ruthie was looking out of the window wrapped in a towel after her shower. She had been letting her hair grow out a bit so her blonde hair now danced around over her shoulders. I walked over to her and held her from behind. We both looked out, towards the gardens, and said nothing. Her hands on my arms and her head against my chin. It was quiet and perfect.
"Honey, come with me..."
Ruthie took my hand. Her towel dropped on the floor in the course of her leading me to the bed. She sat on the side.
"I would really like to do this for you...for bringing me here."
She pulled my towel back and took hold of my penis. With a little "slow love", she gradually brought me to a very powerful erection. Taking me in her mouth, in a quietly determined way, Ruthie started working on me.
I could only give in whilst I felt her lips, her tongue, her mouth, surround my firm cock. Her touch on me was so delicate, the lightness itself, sometimes, making me harder again.
"Lay down for me, honey."
Ruthie knew what she wanted. Once I was horizontal, she parted my legs and started stroking my perineum. I wasn't far away.
"Ruthie, I'm going to..."
"Sssh, let it happen, honey."
Ruthie took so much of me in her mouth. Coupled a few more strokes from her hand between my legs and, with what she was doing to my length, she could feel me tense up and clamped around me with her lips.
I couldn't hold it any more, letting go, overwhelmed by a feeling that everything shot out in one go, all into her mouth. Ruthie didn't flinch and continued working on me, making sure I was hard. She let me go.
"Did you like that, honey?" She spoke as she gently wiped a towel across her mouth.
"My lovely, It's always brilliant. There's a part of me that's still amazed you enjoy doing that now considering how you felt about it before we got together."
"It's because I love you. I never have any cause to doubt how careful you will be with me. It makes me feel safe and happy and, if I feel that, I will always try to please you anyway I can."
"Thank you, Ruthie."
"Anyway, I think I'm rather good at it now!"
"Get you, Miss Modest!" We both laughed and she landed on the bed next to me.
"Am I, or am I not, a fantastic fuck?"
"I can't even describe how good you are."
"Show me, honey"
It was fun playing with her beautiful naked body until I found my adrenaline again and we did indeed enjoy a fantastic, rampant ride, in all our favourite positions as we gloriously bounced and banged our way across the very big bed.
The rest of the summer was brilliant and Ruthie and I felt so happy together. The whole thing with Eva and Cass was a distant memory now. Not that I would ever forget it but, from the moment I knew I wanted to commit to Ruthie, I never looked back to those times unless Ruthie and I spoke about it. I was a lucky man.
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As Autumn and Winter beckoned, Ruthie was beginning to realise the job she'd picked up when she left school was becoming an actual career. Her bosses at the supermarket were so impressed with how she managed people, they sent her away on a couple of courses to improve her skills. Out of that, in November, came a big promotion. Ruthie was made an Assistant Manager of the store she was in. It was a cause for a big celebration.
So, the first Friday in November, with the slight soundtrack of firework night creeping into the background, I had been invited to have dinner with Joan and Gerry and Ruthie. I decided to suit up. Joan wanted to cook something special and, when I got there, Ruthie was so happy she practically burst through the front door.
She closed the door to the living room and gave me the biggest, most welcoming kiss. She looked wonderful. Her best make-up and a great shirt and shortish skirt.
"Mum and Dad have six places at the table set and they won't tell who else is coming. They're saying it's a surprise."
"Oooh, I bet you can hardly stand it."
Ruthie was buzzing and Joan was smiling as she came out of the kitchen.
"Hi Andy. I guess Ruthie has told you we have a surprise for her."
I replied "She is thinking of nothing else. Be careful, she may just stand by the door and wee herself!!"
