Dee - My Brother's Wife Pt. 02

DEE - MY BROTHER'S WIFE - PART 2

CHAPTER 1

Dee fixed me up with one of her friends that had visited her at my house and expressed an interest in me. I remembered her. Her name is Lisa. She's about 30. Very pretty. Shoulder length blonde hair, kind of tall for a woman. Maybe 5' 10" or so. But I'm 6 feet tall so that's not an issue. She has a nice body. I had talked to her a little when she had 'visited Dee'. She's very nice and I liked her. Anyway, we double-dated with Randy and Dee. We went to dinner at Outback and bowling afterwards. She slaughtered us at bowling but we had a great time. We went to her apartment afterwards and Randy and Dee went home. We had a couple of drinks and talked some more. We kissed and made out for a while but did not make love. I wanted to take it slow and know that there was more between us than just sex. I know that sounds stupid as hell coming from a man, but Lisa is a nice girl and I don't want to just use her for sex.

The next weekend I went out with Julie, another of Dee's friends. The following week it was Diane. Then Cynthia. They were all nice girls, and all very attractive. I did not sleep with any of them. Which kind of made me wonder what the hell is wrong with me. Not that I know they would have, but I didn't even try. I feel pretty certain that it has something to do with my not being over Connie yet. But I did feel good about dating again, so that's a start. I thanked Dee for setting me up with her friends. Then I called Lisa, the first one, and asked for a second date. She said she would love to. We went to dinner and a play and had a wonderful time together. We went back to her apartment. We were sitting on the couch having coffee and talking. We started making out and kissing. For about 15 minutes we just hugged and kissed. I got pretty excited as Lisa is a very attractive girl. She was wearing a dark blue dress that clung to her body and showed her curves quite nicely. It was short, but not obscenely so. It came to about 6 inches above her knees. It was low enough on the top that I had noticed some cleavage showing. And the back dipped to just above her waist. It was designed to draw attention, and it worked. I had spent a fair amount of time admiring her form in it all evening.

As we kissed I tested the waters. I ran my hands over the bare skin of her back and started kissing her neck. She tilted her head to give me access to her neck and held my head in her hands. She smelled divine and her skin tasted really nice against my lips. When I raised my face back up to hers she smiled and said, "That feels really nice." I kissed her again and let my hands roam a little more. I at last brought my hand up to lightly touch her breast over her dress. I heard her moan into my mouth and she sucked my tongue into her mouth a little harder. That was the green light. I cupped and squeezed her breast for a few minutes as we kissed. Then I dropped my hand to her knee. I rubbed my hand along the exposed nylon encased skin from her knee to the hem of her dress. God, it felt good to be touching a woman's skin again. We kissed and rubbed like this for a few minutes. Then she stood up, took my hand, and said, "Come with me."

I allowed her to lead me into her bedroom. Once there she reached back, unzipped her dress, and let it fall to the floor. She stood there in a slip, pale blue bra, and her shoes. She looked at me and waited. "Your turn."

I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. I kicked off my shoes and lowered my pants. I stepped out of my pants and pulled my socks off. I now had on only my boxers, with a tent in the front from my erect penis. While I was undressing she had stepped out of her shoes and slid her slip and pantyhose off. She now wore just matching panties and bra. We came together and kissed passionately. I ran my hands all up and down her exquisite body. She pushed her hips against my erect penis which was pressing into her crotch. I reached down and cupped her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed them. She slid a hand down between us and grasped my cock. She squeezed and fondled it and I slid my hand down into the back of her panties. I felt her bare ass cheeks and ran my fingers up and down the crack between her cheeks. She slid her hand into the top of my underwear and stroked my cock. I was anxious as I had not been with a woman in over 3 years. I know I rushed but I was unable to slow myself down. I pushed her panties downward. While she stood there with her panties at her ankles I reached up and unclasped her bra. Then I stepped back enough to allow room to get it off. She stepped out of her panties and pushed my boxers down. I stepped out of them and we both were naked. She laid down on her bed and said, "I need you. Make love to me."

I laid beside her and kissed her again. I ran my hands all over her body, caressing her breasts and her belly. I slid my hand downwards to her bare pussy. She grasped my hard cock and stroked her hand up and down. I lightly ran my fingers over her pussy lips. They were wet and hot. I worked my finger between the lips and pushed it into her. She moaned into my mouth. She raised up and straddled my torso. She slowly lowered herself onto my more than ready cock. Seems she was just as anxious as I was. She started fucking me slowly. I caressed her tits and squeezed her hard nipples. She increased her speed and reached back to fondle my balls as she fucked me. I could not not last and blasted my load into her as she continued to impale herself on my cock.

"I'm sorry I came so quickly. It's been a long time since I was with a woman and I couldn't hold back."

"That's okay. Maybe you can finish me another way?"

"Oh yeah. Love to."

She spun around and straddled my face. She lowered her pussy to my mouth and I gladly started licking and kissing her wet, hot cunt. She moved her hips back and forth over my mouth and moaned and sighed. I heard her say, "Oh yeah. That's it. Lick me. Your tongue feels so good." I ate her with a gusto. She tasted wonderful. She smelled wonderful. I stuck my tongue into her and worked it around. I found her clit and worked it with my tongue. She squealed. "Oh yes! That's the spot. Right there." I nibbled at her clit with my teeth and she screamed and came. I felt her juices running out and into my mouth. I continued to lick and lap at her pussy until she was done. As her orgasm subsided she relaxed and sat still on my face. I licked off the remaining juices. They tasted wonderful. Then she rolled over onto the bed beside me.

She said, "That was amazing. I haven't made love in a while either. Not as long as you maybe, but longer than I like. I needed that. Thank you."

"No. Thank you. I'm sorry I was so quick. But, like I said, it's been a long time and I couldn't hold back. Hopefully there will be a next time, and I promise it will be better."

"As far as I'm concerned there will be a next time. And it WAS good. A little quick perhaps, but satisfying. I'm happy if you are."

"Oh yeah. I'm happy."

CHAPTER 2

Lisa and I saw each other several times over the next month. And made love on several of those occasions. And it was immensely better than the first time. Not that the first time was bad, it wasn't. But it was quick. The times after we took our time to enjoy each other. And to make certain our partner got what they needed and wanted. We usually ended up having at least 2 orgasms, sometimes more for her. I'm only able to do it twice unless I wait a couple of hours.

One time after our lovemaking we were laying in bed talking. Lisa mentioned that she kind of felt bad for Dee because her husband wouldn't go down on her. I asked what she meant. She said, "Yeah. That's what Diane told me that Cynthia told her. That Randy wouldn't do oral."

"You've got to be shittin' me! I never heard of such a thing. Who wouldn't do that!? I don't believe it."

"I'm just repeating what I was told. I hope it's not true."

"Shit! I'm gonna ask him. Something's wrong with that dude if it's true."

"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything. I assumed you knew. If it's true that is. I figured you guys talk about it. I know we girls do. But Dee never has come to think of it."

"No. You're fine. But no, we've never discussed it. Guys do talk about it. But Randy and I haven't."

Randy and I were grilling Sunday afternoon. Dee and Lisa had gone to the store to get beer, hamburger buns, and a few other things. I brought up the subject of sex. I started telling him how great it was to be back in the saddle again. I told him the sex with Lisa was fantastic. And I told him I owe Dee for introducing us and getting me to start dating again. "That's a great girl you got there. You hit the jackpot."

"Yeah, I did. She IS great."

"So. You've never mentioned anything about your sex life. Is she a tiger in bed? Or a lamb?"

"I'm not really one to discuss my sex life. Never have been."

"Yeah. I know. Now me, when I get a hot piece of ass, I want everybody to know. I like talking about it. Like how when I'm down there licking and kissing her honeypot, she screams her head off. And she cums buckets full. How about Dee? Is she a screamer? Does she really get off when you suck her clit?"

"I don't really do that."

"Don't really do what?"

"What you said."

"What?"

"You know. What you said. About licking and kissing. Down there."

"Wait. What? You mean you don't lick or kiss her pussy?"

"Yeah. I mean no. I don't do that. I don't really want to talk about it."

"Are you seriously telling me that you don't go down on your wife!!?"

"No. I don't."

"Why!!?"

"I don't know. It just seems... dirty... or something."

"Dude! There ain't nothing dirty about it. And she's your wife. It's okay to do it. And it drives them wild. They love it. How does she feel about it? I mean, don't she want you to?"

"She's asked. But I told her I don't do that and she's okay with it."

"Damn. I don't believe this. Do you think it's dirty when she goes down on you?"

"We don't do that either. She said she would but I won't let her."

"Holy shit! Why!? Help me understand this."

"Well. You know how they teach you from the time you're a child to wash your hands after using the bathroom?"

"Yeahhh?"

"Well, there's a reason for that. There's germs there. If you have to wash those germs off of your hands, I damn sure don't want to be putting my mouth there. And don't want her doing it either."

"Holy fuck! Dude, you need some serious help. I mean it. That's some fucked up thinking right there. You need to see a therapist or something. I mean, I could see thinking like that with a prostitute or something. Or someone you just met and don't really know yet. But your own wife!? That's fuckin' nuts!"

"I don't want to discuss it anymore."

"But.."

"I said I don't want to discuss it. Now drop it! End of discussion."

"Okay. Okay."

The girls got back right at that moment. I was in a state of shock. What Lisa had heard was true. Unbelievable, but true. We finished our grilling, ate our burgers, had a few beers, then Lisa and I sat down to watch a movie and Randy and Dee retired to their room. I told Lisa that I had found out from Randy that what she had heard about their sex life was true. "Oh my God. That poor girl," she said. "She don't know what she's missing."

"I assume she does know. I mean, I'm sure she's had it done to her before they got married. He said she's okay with it, but I have a hard time believing that. I mean, I love it. Everybody I know loves it. But I guess there are some people who don't. Not everybody's alike."

"I know. It's hard to believe. But to each his own, I guess."

CHAPTER 3

A couple of weeks later I ran into Lisa at Lowe's with another guy. I stopped and talked, wondering if it was her brother, or a friend, or somebody I should be concerned about. She introduced him as Tony, but didn't say who he was or what he was to her. Only that she would call me later. When she called later she said she was sorry. That Tony was her ex boyfriend. They had broken up, but now he was back and wanted to get back together. She apologized again and said that she was going to give him another chance. I was angry and disappointed. I wasn't in love with her but I did have strong feelings and had felt that there could possibly be a future for us. But she shattered that notion.

I told Randy and Dee that evening. Dee got mad about it. She said Lisa had been back and forth with this guy a dozen times. That he was a 'piece of you know what'. That Lisa had said this last time that it truly was the last time, that she'd never go back again. But now here she was doing just that. "I'm sorry," she said to me. "I believed her. If I didn't think she meant it I never would have set you 2 up. I hate to see you hurt."

"It's not your fault. And I'm okay. I truly did like her, but if she's not over him then I'm glad I found out now."

"I'm a little reluctant to ask this, but do you want me to ask one of my other friends?"

"No. Thanks. But I think I'll lay low for a while. But who knows? I might give Cynthia or Diane a call again. They're both really nice girls. That is if they're still free. And interested."

CHAPTER 4

I did lay low for a while. I didn't call either one of the girls, or anybody else. I just puttered around the house like I used to. Only now I was a little more content. I knew now that there was life on the other side of losing Connie. And I knew that I would someday meet someone that I would want to share my life with.

One evening while Randy was at work Dee and I were having our supper. Somehow the conversation turned to when Lisa and I had been dating. She expressed her sorrow again for fixing me up with someone that wasn't really available. I told her not to worry about it. That at least it had jumpstarted me and got me dating again, and for that I was grateful.

She said, a little slyly, "You know? Lisa said the sex was awesome when you 2 were together."

"Well. Yeah. It was."

"It's good to know you had an outlet for pent-up frustration, even if it was short lived."

"Yeah. It helped tremendously. And now I know there are more women available out there. Thank you for that."

"My pleasure. Can I ask you something kind of personal?"

"I guess that depends on what it is. You ask and I'll answer if I can."

"Well. The thing is... Shoot, this is embarrassing."

"Hey. I was the one embarrassed a while back. Remember? Now it's your turn."

"Okay. Well. When you and Lisa were together she told me all about the sex. About you ummm... going down on her." Dee was really red faced now and looking down at the floor. "And my other girlfriends talk about it with their husbands or boyfriends, or whatever."

"Yeah. It's perfectly normal and natural. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Maybe a little embarrassing to talk about between you and I, but it's okay,"

"Well. What I was wondering is... do you have any idea why Randy won't do it?"

"To tell you the truth I only recently found out, from Lisa, that he wouldn't. She heard it through one of your other friends. Anyway, I did bring the subject up with him to find out if it was true and he admitted that he doesn't do that. I'm sorry. He gave me some cockamamie bullshit about it being dirty and possibly getting germs or something. I don't quite buy it."

"He told me the same thing when I asked. I've tried to bring it up a couple of times but he just won't do it. I just always wondered if something happened that turned him against it or something. Did he ever do it?"

"I don't know. We never discussed it. And I don't know if anything ever happened or not. I never heard of anything."

"Okay. Thanks for talking to me about it. I always wanted to try it but I guess it'll never happen."

"Wait. What do you mean you always wanted to try it?"

"I always hear friends talking about how good it feels and how many times they get off doing it and stuff. So I just always wanted to do it but Randy won't."

"Are you telling me you've never... you know... had a man go down on you?"

Shame faced and embarrassed she said, "No. I haven't."

"How is that even possible? No one before Randy ever did it either?"

"No. There were only 2 before him and they were both a one time thing that was intercourse only. And not all that good."

"So you never did it to a man either?"

"I hate to admit it, but no, I haven't."

"Damn! Unbelievable." She was sitting there embarrassed as hell. Red faced and not knowing what to say. "Don't be embarrassed about it. There's nothing wrong with you. It's nothing to be ashamed of. And you say Randy refuses to do it?"

"Yeah. I don't even ask anymore. I know he won't."

"Shit, Dee. I don't know what to tell you. I can't change his mind. I tried but he didn't want to talk about it. I'm sorry you've missed out on experiencing the pleasure of it."

"Well thanks for talking to me. I just thought maybe you knew what turned him against it."

"No. Sorry. Can't help you there."

We finished our meal and cleaned up then she went to her room and I went to watch TV.

CHAPTER 5

I couldn't get the thought of Randy never eating pussy out of my mind. And Dee never having been eaten. It was unbelievable. I couldn't wrap my mind around it. I've heard a couple of guys say that they didn't particularly like it but they did it to please their wife or girlfriend, but even that is rare. I would expect those rare ones to be ones with really obese or disgusting wives. Or they didn't bathe or something. I don't know. It's just bizarre. And Dee is a very attractive girl. Very pretty, with a great body.

I was at Mom and Dad's the following weekend. Dad and I were outside tinkering with his motorcycle. We had always been able to talk openly and freely. About anything. I knew Mom and Dad had always had an active sex life because I used to hear them sometimes. And I felt pretty sure they still did because of some of the looks they gave each other and the remarks they made sometimes. So I felt pretty comfortable bringing up the subject of sex. "Dad, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, son. What is it?"

"Well, it's about Randy. I heard from one of Dee's friends that Dee said that Randy won't go down on her. I asked him and he confirmed it. And from what her friend told me and some things I've heard Dee say I'm afraid it's endangering his marriage. And Dee is good for him. I'd hate to see him lose her. You know what they say, 'Show me a man who doesn't go down on his wife and I'll show you a soon to be divorced man.'"

"Yeah. I've heard that said several different ways. And also if the husband doesn't do it another man will."

"Right. Do you know anything about why he won't? Has he ever said anything? Did something happen? I just don't get it."

"Shit. Alright. Sit down and I'll tell you. Let me get a beer first. Want one?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

We opened our beers and sat in a couple of lawn chairs. "What I'm going to tell you never leaves here. Got it?" I agreed. "We promised Randy we would never tell anyone, including you. But hopefully this will shed some light on it for you. You remember the old house we used to live in?" When I said yeah he continued. "And do you remember the woman that lived next door?"

"Sure. Miss nuthouse."

"Yeah. It was Newhouse, but I knew you kids all called her nuthouse. And she was nuts. You remember when you got back from college and she wasn't there anymore?" I said I did and he went on. "Well, while you were away Randy was outside shooting hoops one day and she called for him to come over and help her with something. He was 14 at the time. He went into her house and she made him... do things to her. She made him lay down and she sat on his face and told him to lick her. While he was doing it she... dammit. I hate to think about it. She shit and pissed on his face."

"Holy shit!! Are you serious!?"

"I'm afraid so. He came back to the house bawling his eyes out. Your mother and I had to clean him up, so we knew it was true. Of course we called the cops. They arrested her and she was convicted of child molestation and found to be insane. She was sent to the state asylum for the criminally insane. We were able to keep it quiet. I mean, it was in the papers but nobody knew it was Randy. We took him to counselors and therapists and psychiatrists. It helped, and he got better, but it was a while before he would even go out with a girl. Well, actually Dee was the first and only girl he ever dated. Well. There you have it. Like I said, we promised we would never tell, so you can't tell him I told you."

"I promise. I wonder if he ever told Dee. Maybe it would help if she knew why."

"I don't know, but you can't tell her."

"I won't."

I was floored. That explained a lot. I had teased him about being gay because he didn't date any girls until he met Dee. Now I know why. Shit. I felt bad about all the grief I used to give him when we were kids.

CHAPTER 6

I found myself thinking about it sometimes. I felt sorry for Randy for going through that. And I felt sorry for Dee for not getting the pleasure that oral sex brings.

Then I would wonder sometimes what Dee tasted like. What her pussy looked like. Wondering how she would act if anyone ever did eat her snatch. Then I smacked myself for having such thoughts. She's my sister in law, for God's sake.

One Saturday Randy was not working. They had gotten caught up and the overtime had ended. So he decided to go fishing with some of the guys. They left early and said they'd be back about dark. I was out mowing and doing a little yard work. Dee was cleaning the house. It took me about 2 hours to mow and trim. I started weeding the flower beds. Dee came out and said she was finished cleaning and offered to help me. I readily accepted the offer. We finished and went to sit on the deck and have a cool drink. It was a pretty hot day. After having a glass of iced tea, Dee said she was going in to shower and change real quick. She had been wearing jeans and a t-shirt and she said she was really hot and sweaty. I agreed and did the same. We finished up and met in the living room at about the same time. We decided to stay inside in the AC. I had put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She was wearing a sundress.

As we sat and talked she kept squirming around trying to get comfortable. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah. I just think maybe I pulled a muscle or something bending and stooping out there pulling weeds. It's nothing really."

"Do you need an aspirin or anything?"

"Yeah, that might help." She started to get up.

"Sit still. I'll get it."

"Thanks." I got her 2 aspirins and a glass of water.

"I hope that helps."

"I'm sure it will. It's not real bad or anything, just a little annoying and uncomfortable. Thanks for the aspirin."

"Where is the pain?"

"In my lower back. I guess from stooping and bending."

"Yeah. It gets me there sometimes, too, if I do too much. I'd be happy to massage it if you think it would help."

"No. It's okay. You don't have to do that."

"Okay. Let me know if you change your mind."

We sat and talked about this, that, and the other. And she continued to adjust trying to get comfortable. "I can see that you're still hurting." I took her shoulders and pushed her forward on the sofa and turned her so her back was to me. "Here, let me rub it a little bit. Maybe it will help."

"Really. It's okay. You don't have to."

"Hush. I don't mind." I started rubbing her lower back. "Show me where it hurts." She reached back and indicated the area on her lower back, about waist level.

"Oh yeah, right there. That does feel better."

"I can feel a knot there. Your muscles are all bunched up."

"Yeah, they feel really tight. I must have bent the wrong way or something. MMMM! Yeah. That's nice."

"I'm glad it's helping. Tell you what. If you want, lay down there on the sofa and I'll do a more thorough job."

"You don't have to do that."

"I told you I don't mind. And it WAS my flower bed that did this to you. Now lay down."

"Okay. If you insist. It does feel much better when you're rubbing it." I got up and she laid down on her belly. I leaned over and started rubbing her lower back. And working the kinks out. "Is that the right spot?"

"Yeah. There and a little bit lower maybe. MMM. Yeah. Oh God that feels good."

I rubbed and massaged and manipulated her back muscles as she laid there and sighed. I worked her spine with my fingers and hands, squeezing and massaging. I pushed my fingers into the muscles along her spine and pushed them upwards and back down. A couple of times. As I did this I noticed that the hem of her skirt rose a little. And I found myself looking at the backs of her thighs. They looked very nice. I started working her lower back muscles again. She raised her hips towards my hands and sighed. And I caught myself admiring her nicely shaped ass under her sundress. I chastised myself for looking at her in this lustful manner, but brushed it off as normal male behaviour. I continued with the massage. She laid there moaning and sighing and telling me how good my hands felt. She squirmed around some. As I massaged her my eyes roamed up and down her legs, taking in her feet, her calves, her thighs, her ass. Then up to her pretty face. She had her eyes closed and was smiling, enjoying the massage. Maybe I was enjoying it a little too much, too. I realized that my dick was waking up and had grown a little. And I felt ashamed of myself. "Do you feel better now?"

"Yes. Much better. Thank you." She started to sit up.

"No. Just lay there. Give your back time to relax and feel better." She rolled over onto her back. She drew her legs up so I could sit. This caused her dress to slide down her legs exposing more of her thighs. I sat down and lifted her feet to place her legs across my lap. And noticed how much I liked having her feet and legs in my hands.

I wasn't sure where to put my hands, so I laid my arms across her legs with my hands dangling on the other side.

"I can sit up and make room for you."

"Nonsense. I'm quite comfortable just like this. Just lay there and relax."

"Thanks again. I feel much better." Her dress was still pushed up quite far on her legs. I guess she didn't notice. But I did. She has very nice legs.

"Thank you for all your help. Cleaning the house and then helping in the yard. I'm sorry you hurt your back out there."

"It's okay. Just shows how out of shape I am."

We talked a while with me sitting there with her legs across my lap. I noticed that I had pulled my arms back so that now my hands were on her legs. Oh well. No biggie. It was more comfortable. But shortly after that I realized my hands were moving a little. Rubbing her legs. Not a lot. Just a little. Just an inch or so. I stopped.

After about 10 minutes or so, I said, "Dee. I'm just going to throw this out there. If you say yes, fine. If you say no, that's fine, too." I didn't say anything else.

"What?" she asked, and looked at me questioningly.

"Well. Shit. Alright. Here it is. You remember how you helped me out a while back? Gave me a hand, so to speak, with my problem?"

"Yeahhh?"

"Well. I was thinking.... maybe I could help you. If you want. With something you've been wanting but can't get?"

"Huhh? What are you talking about?"

"You know. With... uhh..." I glanced down to her crotch. "Down there. You said you've never had anybody go down on you, and I thought.. Maybe... I could do that for you. Let you experience something new. Something you've never felt." I felt my face burning with redness. I was totally embarrassed and ashamed of myself for even suggesting such a thing. But, on the other hand, I really wanted to do it. Maybe for myself, but I told myself I was doing it for her.

Her eyes and her mouth were both wide open with disbelief that I would suggest such a thing. Eventually her mouth closed and her eyes went back to normal. She took in a deep breath and let it out. She continued looking at me and I had to avert my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I don't know why I said it. That's a lie, I do know. I've felt bad for you since I found out and wanted for you to be happy. And I guess I just thought maybe I could help you like you helped me. I'm sorry."

"No. Don't be. That's really sweet that you want to help me. And I'm not saying no. I'm just wondering, will that be all? You don't want more, do you?"

"No. That would be all. I just want you to feel what that's like. That's all. Well, truth be told, I'd enjoy it, too. I like doing that. I mean, you're a beautiful woman and I have no doubt you taste wonderful, so it would be enjoyable for me as well. But mostly I want to help you."

"Well. In that case, okay. If you're sure? And that would be all?"

"I promise. That's all."

"Well then. When do we do this? And how?"

"Well. We're here all alone now. And still have plenty of time. So. Now?"

"I guess. But I'm not sure what to do."

"You don't have to do anything. Just lay back and I'll do the rest."

"Okaaay." She looked skeptical and a little reluctant.

"It's okay. Just relax and enjoy. Just tell me if you want to stop. I don't want to do anything you don't want. Okay?"

She nodded her head. I started running my fingers up and down her legs. She stiffened. I stopped. "Are you okay?" She nodded her head. I resumed running my fingers along her legs. And up onto her thighs. I felt her tighten up a little and slowed down. She relaxed. I looked into her eyes and smiled. She smiled back. I held her gaze as I slid my hand higher, onto her upper thighs. Then let them move inwards to the soft skin on her inner thighs.

I could see doubt and fear in her eyes and on her face, but when I stopped she said, "Go on." I did. I pushed the hem of her skirt higher. She looked down at it then back up at my face. I smiled and asked, "Okay?" She nodded. I slid my hand into the juncture of her thighs and felt her panties against my knuckles. Her legs clamped shut and she tightened up.

Then she relaxed and said, "Sorry."

"No. It's okay. Do you want me to stop?"

"No. I want this."

I ran my finger lightly over her panty covered crotch. She closed her eyes and breathed in heavily. As she let her breath back out I heard a moan. I rubbed the crotch of her panties for a minute then started working my finger under the leg band. Again she tensed up for just a second then relaxed. I felt hair under my finger. I pushed my finger a little farther into her panties and felt the lips of her pussy. I also felt some moisture starting to form there. "You okay?"

"Mmm Hmm," she nodded. I withdrew my hand and lifted her left leg and placed it behind me on the sofa. I was now between her legs. I lifted her right leg and kissed her calf. I kissed it from her ankle to her knee, watching her reaction the whole time. She still seemed a little reluctant so I took my time. She would close her eyes and smile. Then open them and watch me. I started kissing above her knee, on the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She sucked in her breath. I licked her skin. From her knee to her mid inner thigh. Her hands went to my head and she worked her fingers in my hair. I kissed her thighs some more and drug my tongue along her skin until I felt my nose touch her crotch. I breathed in and smelled the evidence of her arousal. I looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open, and she was smiling, and breathing hard. I nuzzled my nose against her crotch and felt the dampness that had formed on her panties. I pushed her dress up to her waist and looked at her. Her panties were just plain, everyday white cotton. Nothing fancy, but she looked sexy as hell laying there with her dress at her waist and a wet spot in the center of her panties. I grasped the waistband of her panties, hesitated just a moment, and looked at her face to see if I should proceed. The look on her face gave me the green light. She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying this. I started ever so slowly pulling her panties down, giving her every opportunity to stop this. She lifted her hips to allow me to get them over her ass and hips. I slid them down her legs and stood so I could get them over her feet. I sat back down between her legs and gazed at her pussy. It was covered in a mass of thick dark brown hair. It appears that she doesn't trim it. I thought I had seen a few hairs sticking out of her bikini when she wore it the day she gave me the handjob. I guess she didn't bother to trim it since there wasn't going to be anybody down there. Other than for intercourse, anyway. Until now, that is. But I don't mind a hairy snatch. Trimmed shorter is better for pussy eating, but I'm not complaining. It was still beautiful.

I reached forward and ran my fingertips along the slit. She raised her hips and moaned. She kept her eyes closed. Maybe she was embarrassed and couldn't look at me, or maybe she was just in a state of bliss. I don't know. She let her hips rest back down on the sofa. I leaned forward and drew closer to her pussy. I breathed in her aroma and kissed her thighs. I rubbed my nose back and forth across her lips a couple of times. I lightly pressed my lips to her pussy lips and she came immediately. She squealed and cried out, "Oh my God! Ohhh!!" She raised her hips up off the sofa towards my mouth. I kept my mouth against her pussy as she came. I lapped up the juice that came running out from between her lips. Her orgasm subsided and she let her hips relax and lower back down to the sofa. I started kissing and licking all over her lips, which were now drenched with her juices. And she did indeed taste delicious just as I knew she would. I ran my tongue up and down her lips. She was squirming, moaning, sighing, gasping, and breathing hard the whole time. She kept saying over and over, "Oh my God! That feels so amazing! I've never felt anything like it. Yes! Right there. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.' I knew I was doing it right. I had only been doing this for maybe 5 minutes until she came again. It may have been even more intense than the first time. She held my face tightly to her crotch with her hands, raised her hips off the couch and screamed. "AAUUGGHH! Holy fuck!! Oh dear God!!! I'm cumming again!!" Her orgasm lasted for a good 30 seconds. She thrust her pussy against my mouth as I lapped up the juice squirting out of her. She held her hips up off the sofa the whole time and pushed my mouth against her crotch as hard as she could. At last she took a breath and slowly lowered her hips. I lay still for a moment. I listened to her ragged breathing and her moans and sighs. Then I started licking her again. After a minute I raised up and said, "I want to show you another way."

She looked at me with a questioning look. "Stand up," I said. She did. I threw the sofa cushions on the floor and laid down on my back on them. "Now. Straddle my face and sit down. "

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. I promise you'll like it."

"Okay." She stood over me, one foot on either side of my head. I started pulling her down. I pushed her dress back up to her waist. As her crotch neared my face she got on her knees. I grasped her hips and pulled her on down onto my waiting mouth. I started licking and tonguing her pussy again. I had to keep pushing her dress up as it kept falling and covering my head. Eventually, thank goodness, she grasped the hem and pulled it up over her head and tossed it aside. As I lapped at her pussy with my tongue she got into the groove and started moving her hips back and forth. I heard her again getting pretty vocal. She was moving so much I had a hard time keeping my tongue in contact with her pussy lips. I stuck my tongue into her and she stopped and sat still while I worked it in and out. Then I found her clit and sucked it in between my lips. She screamed and pushed her pussy down against my mouth. I started working it with my tongue and she screamed, "Oh my fucking God!! That is so fucking good!!" She started cumming again and rocked against my face so hard it was almost painful. She squirmed all around, and up and down, and back and forth, screaming the whole time. I licked, kissed, and lapped up her juices as best as I could with her moving around so frantically. My face was drenched. I had a mouthful of hair. I don't think I've ever seen a woman orgasm so intensely. I liked it. When at last her orgasm subsided she rolled over onto the floor beside me. She was unable to speak. She just lay there, breathing hard. I gazed at her lying there in nothing but her bra now, feeling satisfaction that I had given her something she had never experienced before. And also happy that I was able to at last taste her. I had thought of it several times since finding out that she had never been eaten. So I was happy on 2 counts.

When at last she had recovered she sat up on her knees and looked down at me. "That was the most incredible thing I've ever felt in my life. Thank you!!"

"You're welcome. Thank you, too, for allowing me to be the one to introduce you to that. I thoroughly enjoyed it myself. And you taste wonderful."

Then she laughed. "You should see yourself. Your hair is a mess. Your face is all wet. And red." She laughed again.

I laughed, too. "I imagine I do look a mess, but it was worth it."

She leaned over and kissed me. "Thank you. MMM. That does taste pretty good. Is that me?"

"Yep. That's you. I told you you taste good. But as much as I like it, I have to go wash my face."

She laughed again. "I can see why."

I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I rinsed my mouth to get the hair out. I don't mind a hairy pussy, but that's the only bad thing about it, getting the hairs in your mouth. But it's worth it.

When I went back out Dee was dressed and sitting on the sofa. She had put the cushions back on it. "Thank you. That was the best gift anyone could have given me." She stood up and hugged me and kissed me quickly.

I had forgotten that tomorrow was her birthday, but I didn't let her know that. "Happy Birthday. I'm glad you liked your gift."

CHAPTER 7

The next day, Sunday, Dee's birthday, we had breakfast together. Then Randy said she and Dee were going to the lake to spend the day. That's what she said she wanted to do. Have a nice relaxing day at the lake. I gave her a birthday card I had gone out and bought last night, along with a box of chocolates that I knew she liked. Randy gave her a card and a dozen roses. Then he gave her his gift to her. A pair of diamond earrings. She was ecstatic. She wasn't expecting that. She said he shouldn't have spent so much because they would need the money for the house. He said that was why he worked all that overtime, so he could get her something she had always wanted but they couldn't afford. She seemed really happy.

I spent the day relaxing all alone. When they got home that evening Dee went to shower and Randy and I had a beer. When she was done she came out and sat at the kitchen table with us. Randy said he was going to shower now.

While he was gone Dee was jumping all around, happy as hell. She said, "I'm going to get my real gift tonight. Randy and I talked a lot today. I told him I have to have more in the sex department. That I need for him to learn to like oral sex. That I can't go on this way. I begged him to tell me the real reason he won't. He finally broke down and told me. It's fucking horrible. Forgive my language, but it is. Do you know the real reason? I know you said you didn't, but you probably promised to not tell."

"Actually, I just found out 2 weeks ago. From Dad. And he made me promise not to tell. I'm glad he finally told you. You said you were getting your real gift tonight. What did you mean?"

"He promised he would perform cunnilingus on me, as he put it. I'm so happy. Maybe he can get over that hump and move on."

"Wow! That's great. I'm really happy for you. I'm sure this is going to do wonders for your marriage."

"Yeah. Me, too. To tell you the truth I was starting to question how happy I was with it. I know this is going to make a huge difference. Because that was the only area of our marriage where there was any problem. And I owe it to you, actually. For showing me how good it can be. That's what forced me to push him on it, and to get him to try. Thank you."

"Glad I could help." Randy came out then and they went to their room. I sat contemplating everything that had

happened. I was really glad that they had talked and Randy had agreed to step up and try to overcome what had happened to him. And I was happy that Dee was finally going to get what she had been wanting. But a small part of me was also sad that I would not be able to taste that sweet, sweet pussy again.