Dropping my towel to the floor ( I would hear about it later) I slid onto the cool sheet, next to my love. As I was about to spoon up behind her, she rolled over and met me on her back in the middle of her California King bed.
"Greg?" she asked
"Yes Lover?"
"What have you done to me?"
"What do you mean, Teresa?"
"Well....I have been married three times. Each time, I was looking to give my heart completely away and I never could really let go. Even with the father of my children, I held back a bit."
Her accent was doing it to me but, I listened intently.
"When I emailed you, I was just having a little internet fun. Then you answered and I though you were doing the same. When you asked me to meet you half way, I thought "" Damn, this guy is going drive all that way to meet me, hoping for a piece of ass?"" and I never gave a second thought about driving to the halfway point, just to see your face. What the heck happened?"
(There was that accent again..."heck"...I love it)
"I don't know Lover. I thought I was just an internet plaything for you at first but, the truth is, I fell hard for you the night I laid eyes on you." I smiled as I brushed the damp locks from her eyes.
"Do you really love me Greg? Are you messing with me? Are you serious about wanting to be with and stay with me?
Do you mean it when you say you won't get bored with me and then change who you are?"
"Teresa...I...I've been married twice. I totally fucked up the first one because I didn't give my heart away to her. I was a whore chasing, dope smuggling bad boy. I changed all that way before I got with the second one...I gave her my heart and she broke it, over and over again. I had totally shut down my heart and turned into a player...then you emailed me and my life changed again. Please Baby, I beg you my love...stop doubting, start living and just let me love you until you can love me back."
"I already do Greg...I want to be with you...to do the simple things together... to make you supper when you work late...take care of you when you are sick...to love you when the world is hurting you...I do love you."
As if a switch had been thrown, there was no more need for words. We met, mouth to mouth in mutual passion. There was no more "freaky", no more "nasty", no more "I wonder".
Our tongues met in the middle and danced like they had been in the same mouth from the beginning of time. Our hands roamed and caressed as though it was our own skin we were touching. Familiar, trusting and non-judgmental. The barriers we had kept up had fall into the abyss behind us. We were in love for sure.
Holding my face in her hands, Teresa rolled me on to my back. Putting her hands on my outer shoulders (not pressing me down but, just holding me) she began kissing me in a new way. Her soft lips across my eyelids and forehead, her searching tongue at my earlobes and down my neck, her foot sliding up and down my leg the other foot playing footsie with my toes.
Our breathing was coming in long heaves through our nostrils. We took in the clean scent of each others flesh.
She began running her manicured nails across my willing skin. As she again kissed my forehead, I nuzzled my face into her ample bosom. Not lustily now, it was the passion ignited by love driving me ahead.
Reaching between us, Teresa lightly gripped my aroused meat. Breathing softly into my ear, "Here, Baby...let me put it in for you." She whispered as she sunk her hot flesh down over my cock in one fluid motion. She held it there, all the way in and looked into my eyes. "I'm yours Greg, mind body and soul. I want you to make love to me...really make love to me...the way you want to."
I grasped her hips and barely pushed down, trying to bury myself deeper inside her without feeling like I was "fucking" her. She rolled her hips in a circular motion caressing her insides with the shaft of my steel hard prick. She increased her circular motion as we started the old familiar in and out stroking.
Her hands were on the sides of my face as she breathed into my mouth. "Yes...yes, Baby...love me...you feel so good inside me...such a gentle man...such a tender man...where have you been...I've waited so long." Her hands trailed up and down my flanks. Her nails left hot trails across my ribs. Her breath made stipples of perspiration, wherever her mouth came to rest on my skin.