This is a continuation of my story "Judy and Uncle Find Love". It's the second installment of Judy's side of the story. I'd like to suggest you read from the original story first so you'll know more about the plot. As always, constructive comments and suggestions are welcome!
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After Gary and I split up I dated a few other guys. I had to be careful now. I had a daughter to think of, so I didn't just jump into bed with any guy that came along. That's not to say I was completely celibate! I took advantage of the days Gary had our daughter and used them to full advantage. It was a fun time! For some reason though, I would always mentally compare who I was with to my uncle Don. Occasionally I would think about him as I was undressing the guy I was with, wondering if the cock I was about to play with looked anything like Dons. It was just a fleeting thought most times, but I never forgot that morning when I saw it.
I dated different guys for about a year or two. Some I dated longer than others, but for some reason I kept feeling restless and couldn't connect with any of them for a really long term commitment. I guess I was subconsciously looking for someone who was caring, compassionate, loving and listened to what I had to say, like my uncle Don! Then I was introduced to Jason. He had recently come back from the war. He was a reservist and had been called up to serve in Iraq. He got injured by an IED over there and was sent home and discharged due to his injuries. We were introduced at one of the local watering holes and seemed to hit it off pretty well. I thought he was handsome, intelligent, funny and he was a gentleman that night. When it was time to go, he asked me out for a dinner date the following night and I accepted. Just a little chaste kiss goodnight.
We had a good time the next night, eating at a local Italian place sitting in a back booth getting to know each other better. We talked about what every new couple talk about on their first or second date. Likes, dislikes, experiences, family and friends. I told him about my little girl and found that he liked kids. He told me about his injuries and explained about his troubles with the V.A. and finding work he could do because of the restrictions they placed on him. We learned a lot about each other while sitting in that booth and I found myself liking what I was hearing. Apparently he did too because at the end of our dinner date, we wound up going to a secluded little cove on the lake and lay on a blanket watching the stars as we talked and made out some. I didn't want to go too far yet, but I definitely wanted to keep him interested, so after having my breasts played with and breathing heavy for a while I reached into his pants and gave him a quick hand job. As I was holding his cock, that thought of my uncle Don popped into my head for just a moment. They were a lot alike. Both former Army guys, handsome, strong and seemed to care about me. After getting him off I told him I had to get home to my baby. He reluctantly agreed and took me home. We made plans to get together for the following weekend.
When he came over the next weekend he got to meet my little girl. They seemed to hit if off pretty well while I got ready for my date. My former boyfriend Gary was going to take her for the weekend and the two guys met when he came to pick her up. After Gary left we decided to go for a boat ride on the lake for the afternoon. It was a nice day spent getting to know each other more. We held hands and kissed a lot. As the afternoon waned we decided to go back to my house and fix ourselves dinner there so we stopped at the grocery store and picked up some food and went home. After dinner Jason helped me clear the table and wash the dishes. At one point he took a hand full of soap suds and covered my nose with them and we both laughed. I scooped up a little water in my hand and tossed it at him and he did the same. Turned out to be a water fight and at the end we were both drenched but were laughing like crazy. Then he took me in his arms and kissed me passionately.
Laughing time was over. We made out standing in the kitchen for about ten minutes before I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom. We kissed more and I started to unbutton his shirt. As I slid it off his shoulders he let it fall to the floor and he started on my blouse. When he had it unbuttoned he slid the shirt down my arms a bit trapping my them at my side and stopped it there. He reached up to unclasp my bra and it slid to the side exposing my breasts to his gaze. With my arms trapped at my sides he gently pushed me back against the wall holding me there. He bent down and sucked in a nipple, flicking his tongue across it. I could feel it getting hard when he switched to my other nipple, repeating what he had done, getting that nipple hard and then he bit down on it pretty hard. "OWW!"
The pleasure of him sucking on my nipples was turning me on but I wasn't prepared for the jab of pain when he bit down on my nipple. It sent a jolt through my body that I didn't really understand. It hurt, but the pleasure that preceded it tempered the pain. Then he started to lick and suck on my nipple some more causing me to moan with pleasure. And he bit me again! The pleasure/pain he was causing me was something I wasn't used to but I found it to be exciting and it began to turn me on more. I wanted to reach up and pull his face tighter to my breasts but I couldn't because my shirt and bra had my arms pinned to my sides.
