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Mary woke up and stretched feeling safe and satisfied; had to be early morning because it was still dark. She was still lying in Alisha and Steve's bed. She could feel Alisha's butt pressed next to hers and assumed that she was cuddled next to Steve like she was cuddled next to Roger. She snuggled in closer to Roger and listened to both him and Steve snoring away.
Mary smiled as she remembered the emotional rollercoaster that had transpired that day.
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After dinner, with the insistence of Alisha and Steve, she helped Roger back to the bedroom. Alisha and Steve insisted they had some planning to do as well as after dinner clean-up; suggested that Roger and her have some privacy to talk and 'whatever'; the last said with a laugh from both.
I settled Roger back on the bed and climbed in next to him; it didn't seem strange or embarrassing to be naked in front of any of them now. I smiled as I snuggled up next to him on my side and laid my head on his chest. He slowly stroked my hair and ran his fingers down across my shoulders and back.
"Mary," started Roger and I sat up to look into his eyes, "I guess we should talk."
I smiled and scooted up a bit in the bed, bent down and softly kissed his lips; it sent a thrill through me. I finished and said, "Yes. Yes, I believe we do," and laid my hand lightly on his chest.
He cleared his throat a bit, "Like I said earlier, I've been attracted to you for some time now."
"Yes, I recall you mentioned that," and smiled at his unease.
"How are you attracted to me Roger? Sexually? Friendship?" my hand started to trace along his chest and my fingertips lightly grazed his nipples. I could see out of the corner of my eye that his cock was trying to find the strength to come back to life; I smiled.
His breathing picked up just a bit, "Ah, definitely attracted to you sexually and I hope that I'm already your friend, but ..." he reached for my hand and held it to his chest, "You're going to have to stop that if I'm going to be able to concentrate on having a conversation."
"Oh, Okay Roger," I said as I slipped my hand from his and laid it on top of my thigh and broke eye contact. I decided that maybe he wouldn't be so flustered if my eyes looked elsewhere.
Roger ran his hand through his hair; that's not how he wanted this conversation to proceed, "I-I didn't mean you couldn't touch me. I just meant you're turning me on so much I can't think straight."
I smiled and looked into his eyes again; I laid my hand back on top of his, "I wasn't withdrawing from you Roger. I just thought if I broke physical contact that it would be easier for you."
Roger smiled and pulled Mary down and kissed her; slipping his tongue in probing and tasting her sweet mouth. He couldn't get enough of her; she turned him on so completely.
"Let's talk afterwards," he said after he broke off the kiss and started to kiss and bite his way down her neck. His hand cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple; she responded with a moan and leaned into his hand.
Mary rolled over on her back to give Roger easier access to her breasts. He leaned over her sucking her nipple into his mouth and feeling the hard nub react to his teasing tongue and teeth. Mary moaned and arched her back while she grabbed his head pushing it down; wanting more.
"You turn me on too," she strained to say and it ignited more fire in Roger.
He reached his hand down and felt the smoothness of her shaved pussy; cupping it in his hand. She opened her legs to allow him greater access. Her pussy lips were swollen and she moaned as his fingers caressed up-and-down causing her to raise her ass slightly in response. Roger slipped a finger in her lips sliding it down across her clit and then down into her slit. She humped into his finger; she was so hot and definitely so wet!
"Roger," Mary strained to say his name.
"Yes Mary," he replied as he slipped an additional finger into her hot cunt watching her hump at his hand.
"Would it (moan) be easier for you (gasp...moan) if I was on top?" she could barely strain to get the words out.
Roger smiled, "It would, but not this time. I want you this time." and he proceed to ease between her legs. He couldn't believe just how hard his cock was; the insistent throbbing; his wanting to fuck her!
He lifted her legs to his shoulders and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her dripping wet slit. He looked up at Mary thrashing her head back and forth. "How do you want it?"
"Hard Roger," Mary managed to say. "Hard. Fuck me hard my Love."
That was all Roger needed to hear to spur him on. He pushed into Mary with all he had; felt himself bottom out at her cervix. He ground his hips in a circle against her pussy so she could feel his cock all along her vaginal walls and stimulate her clit.
Mary moaned and kept thrashing; her breathing was hard and steady. Roger proceeded to fuck her as hard as he could; her moans became almost a continuous sound. He rubbed and pinched her clit and her moans became louder and louder.
Roger was hoping to last; wanted her to climax first, but started to feel his own orgasm bubbling up. His balls tightened and started releasing; cumming into her hot wet cunt and then she screamed and had her own orgasm. Her vaginal muscles tightened around his cock trying to milk all his seed into her.
Roger collapsed on top of her breathing as hard as Mary below him. He started to pull away to take his weight off of her, "Please don't Roger, just roll," Mary whispered trying to get her breath.
Roger rolled taking Mary with him with his cock still in her cunt. She bent forward and laid her head on his chest while they both calmed down. He was rubbing his hands up and down her arms and across her back. He just couldn't believe she was there with him; having sex after so many months of fantasizing about her.
Their breathing had returned to normal and Mary sat up smiling. "Roger; that was simply wonderful!"
Roger smiled at her, she was just so beautiful, "and you weren't bad yourself you know."
She smiled warmly at him, "Now, if you're relaxed we can continue our conversation. Would you prefer I get off of you first?"
"No. I like you up there," said Roger as his hands started to rub up and down the inside of her thighs.
He cleared his throat again, "Well, as I was saying; I'm extremely attracted to you sexually and as a friend, but..." he looked down at his hand for a moment then back at Mary, "well, I'm not in "love" with you yet. I didn't want you to think that I was ... I mean since you just now called me your "Love" and all."
