Samantha Changed My Life Ch. 12

I have known Samantha for years. My late wife Ann and I met her when she first became a bartender at a local upscale diner. Ann and I were both sexually attracted to her but decided the age discrepancy was too much. But, in the meantime, my wife and Samantha became good friends. My wife was a mentor and confidant to her. Samantha was very broken up when Ann died. After Ann passed, my attraction to Samantha increased.

We stayed in touch, but I had some awkward moments because my attraction for her kept increasing. More than 4 years after Ann died, I steeled myself up and decided to ask her out. She surprised me by saying yes.

She works in restaurants, so I invited her for a home cooked meal. I made a delicious dinner, created a great atmosphere and we had a good time. After dinner, we started kissing and our temperatures rose rapidly. We ended up in bed and had incredible sex. Afterwards, she ended up making me cum a second time sucking my cock in the living room. We had great conversations, good food and great sex. She agreed to spend the night.

The previous chapter summaries have been getting long. The story of my May/ December fantasy relationship has been a great story to write. If this is the first time you're reading the story, please read the earlier chapters first.

I'm Bob. I'm a 64-year-old male who retired earlier this year from a career in technology. I'm 5'10, in good shape but feel like I could lose 10 or 20 pounds. I have salt and pepper hair and bright blue eyes. I think I'm average looking, but many women have told me I'm handsome. Personally, I think my sense of humor outweighs my looks.

Samantha is 28 and is 5'7" with luscious "D" tits, a curvy figure, slender hips but a fantastic ass. She has amazingly toned legs with nice thighs and well-defined calves. She is incredibly smart, wise beyond her years and is very funny in addition to being smoking hot. She has brown shoulder length hair, a beautiful face and wears very sexy librarian glasses.

The next morning, we woke up after 9. Samantha rolled over and laid her head on my chest while I wrapped an arm around her. We were both very content. She looked up and gave me a deep kiss.

"Mmmm, something a little dirty and delicious sleeping together covered in our cum!"

I agreed with her and we snuggled tighter.

After a few minutes, I slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. When I came out, I gave Samantha a kiss, picked up her uniform. I said, "I'll go make coffee, be right back."

I carried her uniform downstairs with me. I hit the brew button on the coffee maker and put her uniform in the washing machine. A few minutes later, I was back in the bedroom with our coffee.

Samantha had turned on the TV and was watching CMT's Top 20 weekly countdown. As a current country single played at a low volume, I handed her coffee along with a quick kiss.

I saw she was wearing panties. I looked at her questioningly. She said, "my period just started. It was a few days late. I'm on the pill, and you're 'fixed', but it made me worry for a minute!"

I was dumbstruck for a minute. Ann had gone through menopause just before we got married, and Laura had a hysterectomy after her fifth kid in her early thirties. I hadn't dealt with that in almost 15 years.

Samantha looked at me funny and I just laughed and said, "That hasn't happened with anybody I've been with in a long time. Took me a minute to catch on to that."

She laughed and said, "Oh, you poor baby, your young girlfriend still has her period!" I just laughed and relaxed with my coffee in bed.

I sat back in bed and reached for my iPad. I scrolled through events on Facebook and found a concert this afternoon at a local winery. I showed it to Samantha, and she nodded and said it sounds fun.

She asked if she could let Allie know and invite her and her boyfriend. I nodded affirmatively and Samantha sent her a text.

We finished our coffee and hopped in the shower. I love handling her marvelous tits. After I thoroughly soaped them up, I rinsed them off and leaned into her, taking one nipple into my mouth while my hand squeezed the other. After a minute of licking and sucking, her nipples were very hard. I gently bit the one in my mouth and lightly pinched the other. Samantha exclaimed, "oh, FUCK that feels good!"

I lifted my head up and we started kissing each other passionately. Her hand stroked up and down my cock while my fingers rubbed her clit. We were both moaning as we made out. After a minute or two, Samantha pulled away and bent over the chair in the shower, pushing her ass towards me.

I moved closer and directed my cock towards her pussy. She was very wet, and I slipped all the way in with one firm push. I put my hands on her hips and started thrusting my cock in and out of her. She moaned loudly as I thrust into her. After a minute, I leaned forward and reached around to start roughly playing with her tits, which made her scream.

I kissed her neck and said, "play with your clit!"

Her hand flew down and started rubbing her clit as I moved in and out of her. "Faster!" she screamed. I stood upright and grabbed her hips. I slammed her as hard and fast as I could.

She was moaning "FUCK YES!" over and over. After just a few minutes, I felt her legs tighten and could feel her hips begin to tremble.

She screamed loudly and said, "I'M CUUUUUMMMMING!" As she began to cum, and her pussy tightened on my cock, it triggered my own orgasm. I pushed in as deeply as I could and leaned over her, wrapping my arms around her.

We stayed that way for more than a minute. Once both of us were breathing normally again we pulled apart. We sprayed ourselves off and stepped out to dry ourselves off.

As we went back into the bedroom and were getting dressed, I said, "I can't believe that's the first time we've had sex in the shower!"

Samantha looked at me and grinned. "Well, not exactly. I did watch you get a blow job in there!"

I laughed and said, "fair enough. And that was great, but not as enjoyable as it was with you today!"

She said, "I can't believe you fucked me on my period! No one has ever done that before, and it felt very good!" She finished dressing and walked to me. She wrapped her arms around me and said, "it was VERY hot, I enjoyed it." Then she leaned in to give me a very passionate kiss.

As usual, we agreed on Americana for breakfast again. Before we left, I threw her uniform in the dryer.

We arrived a little after 11. The bar was busier than usual, with lots of people enjoying Sunday brunch. Diane greeted us. Samantha ordered her Bloody Mary, I switched again to a Mimosa. We clinked our glasses and I looked at her and said, "Happy Sunday, Sweetie!" with a smile.

She teared up a little and said, "I remember you and Ann doing that every day. I never saw you do that with Laura. It's so romantic, it means a lot to me!"

I thought about that for a minute. Ann and I had always done that. It started when our relationship got serious, but we were still long distance. It reminded us to treasure each day we had together. It became our habit through the rest of our relationship and our ten-year marriage. And Samantha was right, I never adopted that tradition with Laura.

I looked at her and smiled. "You're right. I love you very much, and I do treasure each day with you, just like I did with Ann!"

"It doesn't make you sad, did you think of her when you did that?"

I replied, "I miss her, and part of me always will. But I'm incredibly happy to be with you and I couldn't expect a better partner in my life right now. I didn't consciously think of Ann when I did it just now."

She smiled and grabbed my hand while a few more tears fell. She wiped them away and said, "I don't know if I deserve you, but you are the perfect partner for me too!"

"You deserve every bit of happiness!" I protested. She continued to smile

Since it was Sunday, I ordered Eggs Benedict with an extra toasted english muffin. Samantha strayed from her usual order of eggs or an omelet and asked for French Toast.

She looked at me questioningly, "why the extra muffin?" I replied, "usually, the muffin that the Eggs Benedict were not enough to mop up the yolk from the eggs."

Samantha received a text from Allie, they would meet us at the Winery. I had a couple of questions but decided I would wait until we could talk privately in the car.

Samantha suddenly remembered, "I got the last weekend in August off. Thursday is my usual night off, and I'm off for the rest of the weekend. I won't work again until the following Tuesday."

"Oh, that's great. If we go to Ocean City Maryland, everything should be open."

"A long weekend at the beach sounds perfect!" she exclaimed.

We chatted a little more and ate our brunch. It was a few minutes after 12 when we left. The concert started at 2 and the winery was usually about 45 minutes away. Since it was a weekend afternoon in mid-July, I avoided the Atlantic City Expressway and took back roads.

Once we had privacy in the car, I asked Samantha, "I assume Allie's new boyfriend does not know about our threesome with her?"

"Oh, no, and he won't. I'm pretty sure she's told him that she and I have a once-in-a-while friends with benefits thing but would make it clear that it's just between us. She knows I don't find him attractive and wouldn't put me in that situation."

I just nodded OK as I decided that it was between her and Allie.

We arrived at the winery about an hour later. We found a four-top table and sat down. Allie and her boyfriend arrived a few minutes before the band was supposed to go on at 2. Samantha and I stood up as they came to our table. Allie gave both of us quick hugs. She turned to her boyfriend and said, 'you know Samantha, this is her boyfriend, Bob. Bob, this is Pete."

Pete was an inch or two shorter than me, with sandy brown hair, slightly long. He had a pleasant face, but not remarkable, and seemed to be in good shape.

I extended my hand, "good to meet you, Pete." He replied as we shook hands.

We all sat down and got ourselves a glass of wine. In a few minutes, the band kicked off. We exchanged small talk and I learned that Pete was a paid firemen and EMS medical technician for a large town in the next county over. He was in training to become a paramedic. He seemed like a nice guy, but I didn't see the level of camaraderie and affection between him and Allie that Samantha and I have.

The band was very good and played a wide range of cover music. They were scheduled to play until 5, but Samantha and I left a few minutes after 4 so she could get changed and head into work.

As we drove home, I remarked to Samantha that Pete seemed like a nice guy. She replied, 'he is, and he treats Allie very well. They make a good couple."

As we were driving home, Joe Carter called me. I looked at Samantha and asked, "are you OK with listening in on this conversation?" She licked her lips and nodded.

I hit the phone button on my dash. "Hi Joe, how are you?"

We exchanged pleasantries and I let him know I was in the car with Samantha. I explained to him that as we learned more about each other, Samantha was aware that he used to be a part of threesomes with me and Ann. I told him that Samantha had never seen two men play with each other before and she was very interested and excited by the idea. I asked if he would be interested in joining the two of us.

Joe replied that he had a steady girlfriend now, but they had done several threesomes with other women, so she might be interested. He promised to talk to her and call me back.

Samantha raised her eyebrows. "That conversation was even MORE interesting than I expected!"

I laughed and said, "I hope she's as on board as you are!"

We arrived home. I started the dryer to fluff Samantha's uniform. After a few minutes, she went and got it out and changed.

"I had a good time at the concert today, Baby." She gave me a kiss and added, "see you after work tonight."

I booked a nice suite at the Doubletree in Ocean City with a balcony that overlooked the ocean. It had been a couple of years since I had taken a legitimate vacation. I was looking forward to it!

I puttered around the house, doing some chores and making dinner. I ate on the back porch while watching Sunday night baseball.

I hung out on the back porch. Samantha came home around 11 and walked up the porch steps. I stood up and we kissed. She plopped down on a chair on the porch, and I offered her a drink. She accepted and I stepped inside to make it.

I came back out to the porch with her drink. We chatted and enjoyed a mild evening.

Samantha looked at me and said, "I've never slept over with anyone I was dating while I've been on my period. Every other guy always begged off. Are you sure you're OK with it?"

I laughed and said, "why, do you think you'll go into a homicidal rage?"

She snorted into her drink. "No, I don't think so!"

"We'll be OK Sweetie, it's just something that happens!"

She put out her hand between the chairs and grabbed mine. She replied, "no one I've ever been with has been as mature and self-assured as you are. You are an amazing partner!"

We chatted as she finished her drink and I told her about our reservations in Ocean City next month. She was very excited about the trip. She stood up, stretched her arms and said, "I'm tired, I'm going up to bed. You coming soon Baby?"

"I'll be up in a little while Sweetie"

She kissed me and headed upstairs. I enjoyed the mild evening on the porch, watching TV for about another hour. After the heat wave we'd just been through, it was a nice night to hang out on the porch.

Samantha was fast asleep when I went upstairs. I quietly got undressed and got into bed. As I laid down, Samantha made a quiet satisfied sigh, rolled over, snuggled into me and laid an arm across my chest. I was asleep in a few minutes.

I woke up around 9 the next morning. After going to the bathroom, I went downstairs to start coffee. While it was brewing, I stepped out on the back porch. It was a beautiful morning, much cooler and less humid than it had been for much of July.

I went upstairs with coffee, Samantha had dressed in casual shorts and a T-Shirt. She was lacing up her sneakers.

She gave me a quick but deep kiss, took the coffee and said, "your garden has been bugging me since I started coming over. If you don't mind, I'm going to get started on weeding it and see what I can salvage today."

I smiled and said, "that would be awesome. I had a great landscaper the last couple of years, but he closed his company permanently over the winter."

"I'll make us breakfast and then you can get started with the jungle." I said with a smile.

We went downstairs. As I started breakfast, I suggested we eat on the porch. Samantha smiled and gathered up utensils and condiments to set on the table on the porch. I kept it simple and quick, scrambled eggs with bacon and toast.

Samantha filled our coffee cups and took them to the table while I plated the food. We carried our plates to the porch and enjoyed the beautiful weather. After we ate, we carried everything inside. I got started on the dishes while Samantha grabbed some gloves and a portable Bluetooth speaker and went outside.

After I finished the dishes, I grabbed a couple of bottles of water and went outside. Samantha took a bottle of water and sipped. There was already a huge pile of pulled weeds in the garden bed just off the steps to the back porch.

I asked if there was anything I could do to help.

She laughed and said, "You hate yard work! I know you do, we've talked about it before."

I laughed in response and put up my hands. "True enough, I was just looking to spend time with you. I'll just go get my laptop and work at the table."

After a couple of hours, even though the heat wave was over, it had gotten warm. Samantha went and got an empty trash can. She put all the pulled weeds, almost filling the trash can. While she hauled it to the garage, I went inside and poured us a couple of iced teas and got her another bottle of water.

She plopped in the other chair at the pub table. She was sweaty and a little grimy from her hard work and looked amazing. "Hi beautiful!"

She snorted and said, "oh, yeah, a vision of desire."

"Actually, sweaty and a little grimy makes you look very HOT!" She just laughed at me. Once she cooled down a little, she gave me a kiss and said she was heading to the shower.

"Want some company?" I asked.

"Almost always." she said with a grin. "But I'm feeling kind of gross, and very bloated and crampy."

I stood up and gave her a quick kiss. "OK." I took my laptop inside as she headed upstairs for a shower.

She came down about an hour later and came into my office. She looked beautiful. She was wearing black capri pants and a well-fitting maroon V-neck blouse. I stood up and we shared a deep kiss.

We made a light lunch of fruit, and some cheese and crackers. Samantha took off for class, she told me she'd be back in a couple of hours.

After she left, I went up and took a shower. I dressed in a pair of casual khaki pants, with one of my better-looking navy-blue polos and my paisley blue suspenders.

While Samantha was at class, Joe called me back. His girlfriend, Rachel, was interested in the idea of us getting together. She wanted to meet us before committing. We played around with some dates and decided to meet Saturday afternoon at a Starbucks.

Samantha got back around 4:30. I told her about my conversation with Joe and our upcoming meeting with him and his girlfriend. She shivered a little and gave me a very deep kiss. "I'm excited about that!" she said.

I smiled and said I was too.

I asked her about the dinner with her mom tonight. She said, "I don't think we should tell her that we've decided we are in love. We're attracted to each other, very interested and enjoy our time with each other." She laughed and added, "And we should definitely NOT tell her how many nights I've spent here, and that I have clothes here!"

I laughed and nodded in agreement.

The Mantua Inn was not much further from my house than Americana. We left at 6:45 and were at the hostess stand in just over 10 minutes. A couple of minutes later, Samantha's mom walked through the door.

She was a stunning woman, a couple of inches shorter than Samantha with a similar figure. Her hair was lighter than Samantha's, with streaks of gray. She was wearing a pair of tan culottes with a deep blue casual blouse.

I reached out my hand and said, "nice to see you again Phyllis."

She shook my hand, looked confused and replied, "we've met before?"

I said, "briefly, at Samantha's birthday almost three years ago."

I could see her recalling and nodding her head. "Oh, I remember that." She laughed nervously and said, "I guess we'll be getting to know each other better!"

I laughed and agreed.

The hostess seated us and we ordered drinks. We had all eaten here before and quickly decided on our meals. When our drinks arrived, I toasted with Samantha and said, "Happy Monday!" She replied and quickly wiped away a tear that her mom didn't notice.

Phyllis asked me to tell her about myself. I gave her a brief biography, talking about my college experience, time in the military and my professional career, mentioning that I retired from IBM earlier this year. I told her about my kids and gave a brief description of my marriage to Ann and her passing over four years ago. I gave my perspective on how Samantha and I got to know each other, and how we ended up going on a date.

As I finished, I said, "I'm sure you have questions for me?"

Phyllis sipped her drink, took a deep breath and asked, "I know this sounds terribly cliche, but what are your intentions with Samantha?"

Samantha's face turned a deep red. "MOM!" she protested.

I put up my hand, and said, "no, that's fair."

I looked directly into Phyllis' eyes and said, "I feel very connected to Samantha and despite our age difference I feel very comfortable and compatible with her. I think she feels the same way and I'm looking forward to a long-term relationship with her."

I went on to explain, "it took me a long time to reconcile our age difference, but eventually I did and asked her out. Going out with someone so much younger is not something I've done before! We've spent a lot of time together over the last month and I think we're very good for each other."

Samantha chimed in and said, "I couldn't agree more. Bob is a complete gentleman, very smart, and funny. He is exactly the kind of man I've been looking for as long as I can remember. The age difference doesn't matter to me."

Phyllis looked back and forth between the two of us. "It seems like you two have a handle on the situation. I hope you two will give some consideration to how things progress if it gets more serious!"

Samantha took a deep breath and replied, "Mom, we have both thought about this and discussed what the future may hold. Our eyes are wide open about this!"

I could see Phyllis trying to relax and accept the circumstance.

Samantha asked, "how is Dad doing with this? I'm sorry he's not here tonight."

Phyllis replied, "he's struggling with it. I think he's hoping it will flame out before he has to deal with it." She continued, "seeing how happy you two obviously are with each other, and based on what you both explained to me, I don't see that happening."

Phyllis looked at me and said, "I want my daughter to be happy. Based on how she's been for the last month, she IS happier than I've seen her in a long time. Please take good care of her."

Having gotten through that difficult opening, we enjoyed the rest of our dinner. I learned she was a teacher and was currently a vice principal at a local high school. I talked about my volunteer work and how it happily occupied my time now I had retired. She took an interest in that and especially our leadership and career exploration program for our teenage cadets. Her school actually was a meeting place for one of our units. She said she sort of knew about it but thought it was an extension of their Air Force junior ROTC program.

I explained the difference between ROTC and our status as the civilian auxiliary of the Air Force, having as many adult members as cadets and the functions we performed like search & rescue, disaster relief and non-combatant homeland security. I explained that for cadets, it differed dramatically from the school-based ROTC program because our cadets could participate in our real-world missions. I explained how we had dozens of cadets manning shelters during Hurricane Sandy, training them to be state certified in search and rescue and emergency communications, and what we did for relief during COVID.

She said she would have to learn more about it, it sounded like a great development opportunity for her students.

We enjoyed our conversation, and Phyllis seemed much more comfortable by the end of our meal.

I asked our server for the check and gave her my credit card. Phyllis protested and offered to split the check. I shook my head and said, "it's my pleasure to host both of you. How many men get to have dinner with two beautiful women?" I said with a smile.

Phyllis actually blushed and was very gracious. "Well, thank you for dinner, I enjoyed it and also enjoyed getting to know you better."

Samantha and I walked her to her car, holding each other's hands. As Phyllis clicked her fob, I stepped ahead of her and opened her door. She gave Samantha a hug and kissed her cheek. I started to put out my hand, but she pushed it away and leaned in for a hug. "It was nice to get to know you." she said.

I replied, "it was the same for me."

As she drove away, Samantha and I walked over to my car. Samantha beamed and said, "that went so well! Thanks for being you!" I smiled and thanked her.

As I opened her door, she turned around, put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. She pulled away after a minute and said, "I love you, and you were amazing with my mom!"

I smiled and said, "I was just being myself."

She laughed and said, "that's the best part - just being you. Charming, modest and smart!"

As we were driving home, Samantha said, "if my dad ever gets on board with this, do NOT try and pick up the check for everyone. He may want to pay for it and be the host but at least will offer to split it with you. He would be very insulted if you insisted on paying for it yourself."

I looked over at her and said, "OK, I will remember that. I would never insult either of your parents."

We got home around 9:30. I made us drinks and we took them to the back porch. I had Google play Yacht Rock Radio while we chatted about how well dinner went. After a few minutes, Samantha's phone pinged.

Samantha unlocked her phone, read a text message and laughed. I asked, "what's so funny?"

She smiled and handed me her phone, "text from my mom."

Mom: I enjoyed dinner and getting to know Bob. He seems great, very nice and smart. He is VERY charming and attractive too! I see why you like him so much. Love you, TTYL

I laughed and handed the phone back to her.

"See, I told you, just you being you!"

I blushed and said, "she's probably just trying to make you feel comfortable about us."

Samantha sighed. "You really don't understand what a terrific guy you are. I am incredibly happy that you are mine and I am yours! She wouldn't have sent that text if she didn't mean it. She can be very upfront about her opinion. If she had a concern, she would have said it."

She added, "my dad is terrific and he loves my mom very much. But he doesn't really show his emotions and can be kind of gruff. My mom loves him too, but I know she'd appreciate more charm and romance towards her from him."

"Well, I'm gratified that we have what we do."

She took my hand and said, "me too!"

It was buggy on the porch, so we went inside. As we sat down in the living room, I flipped on the TV, and we browsed our streaming choices. Neither of us had seen Lioness, and we both liked Zoe Saldana, so we watched the initial episode.

We both enjoyed the first episode and agreed we should keep watching it. I flipped to the news at 11. Afterwards, we flipped back to Paramount and watched a couple of more episodes of Lioness.

We went upstairs around 1. Samantha undressed and went to the bathroom. She came out in a fresh pair of panties. I had finished undressing while she was in the bathroom. She put her arms around my neck and said, "I'm still feeling really crampy. I hope it's OK if we skip sex tonight."

I smiled at her and said, "it's perfectly fine Sweetie. Just happy you're here, I get great sleep when you're here."

"Me too!" she said. "I feel comfortable and loved when we sleep next to each other!"

We kissed and went to bed and were asleep in a few minutes.

I woke up a little after 9 the next morning. Samantha was still asleep. I went to the bathroom and then went downstairs to start coffee.

I brought coffee up a few minutes later.

I sat the coffee down on her nightstand and she immediately started to stir.

"I smell coffee!"

I laughed and said, "on your nightstand Sweetie."

She sat up and the covers dropped away, displaying her incredible tits. I walked over, leaned down and gave each a gentle lick.

She giggled and said, "oh you remember tits get sensitive when on a period?" I just grinned and nodded my head.

She sipped her coffee and stretched. I couldn't believe such an amazing, vibrant and beautiful woman was laying in my bed.

We laid around for a bit, sipping our coffee and chatting about our upcoming trip to Ocean City.

We hopped in the shower, and Samantha was pretty frisky, stroking my cock and teasing my nipples. We kissed as I ran my hands all over her. My cock responded to our petting, and I was rock hard now.

She pulled away and whispered in my ear, "put me against the wall and fuck me!"

She turned away and put her palms on the wall of the shower and pushed out her ass. I reached between her legs to lightly rub her clit and discovered how wet she already was. I slid my cock into her from behind. She moaned loudly as slid into her. Her tits were pressed up against the wall of the shower, but I could reach underneath her to caress her clit.

She pushed her hips against me as the water poured down on us, moaning loudly.

Breathing heavily, she exclaimed, "you feel so good inside me!"

After a few minutes, I felt her thighs tense up, and her hips began to tremble. She cried out and I felt her squirt all over my balls, which triggered my own orgasm. I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and pushed my cock as deep in her as I could.

We stayed in that position for a minute or so. We pulled apart and rinsed ourselves off.

As we were getting dressed, Samantha said, "I can't believe how good sex on my period feels!." She laughed and said, "I should have tried it years ago. It really makes the cramping feel better too."

I laughed, "I'm here for whatever you need Sweetie!" She laughed in response.

We went down to Americana for breakfast and had a lazy couple of hours before Samantha left for class.

I realized it was time to tell my kids about my relationship with Samantha. I texted both of them and Ann's son, telling them I had some news, call me when they have a few minutes to talk.

I heard back almost immediately from my oldest. He is a retail manager and happened to have the day off. I recounted the situation for him, explaining how Ann and I knew her, how she had helped me with gardening after Ann passed and I encountered her when I went into Tradewinds for dinner one night. I did omit that I'd gone there that night with the intention of asking her out.

I went on to explain that it had been over a month and seemed to be getting serious. He surprised me, he was very excited for me. He knew Laura very well but basically resented that she broke up with me without a real reason. He thought the age difference wasn't that big a deal, I shouldn't worry about it. I reminded him of mine and Jon's long-standing joke, 'no one younger than my kids.' He laughed and said at this point it was not the same as when he was in his early twenties.

We moved onto other topics, how he and the family were doing, how my granddaughter was. We talked about his younger brother getting ready for their first kid, and his family's trip up in a couple of weeks for his wife's baby shower. The call ended on a pleasant note and I was relieved.

Samantha called me on her way to work. I told her I texted the kids, asking them to call me so I could tell them about us. I told her that my oldest had called almost immediately and we had a really good, positive conversation about us.

She blew a sigh of relief. "That's been in the back of my mind for a couple of weeks, thinking about how it would go when you told your kids."

I replied, "he took it very well, and he was the closest of them to Laura. But he kind of wrote her off after we broke up, deleted her as a friend on social media. If any one of them had an issue, I would have expected it to be him."

Samantha replied, "I'm glad that it went well, and nice to know I won't have to hide out at my place when they come up in a couple of weeks." with a laugh.

My younger son texted and asked if anything was wrong. I replied and said no, it was good news. He replied and said that between work and taking care of his wife, who was due in less than 3 months, it might be a day or two. I told him I loved them both and take your time calling me back.

At about 8, Ann's son called me. He and I had built a very solid relationship over the years. I wasn't exactly 'stepdad', but he respected me, loved the way I treated his mom, and we had a lot of interests in common.

I recounted the story of mine and Samantha's relationship with more details about the relationship his mom had with her. He was genuinely very excited for both of us. I asked him point blank if her being younger than him concerned him. He replied that it wasn't his business, or anyone else's either. If we were happy, that's all that mattered.

We talked about the family, how my 6-month-old granddaughter was doing and when I could come down and see them. I gave my love to everybody and we said goodbye.

I texted Samantha that I'd spoken to Ann's son, and it went very well and that my younger son had texted me and would call in the next couple of days.

Samantha replied with happy emojis.

The next couple of days passed quickly. When Samantha called on her way into work on Wednesday, I asked if she felt like going out for Mexican on Thursday night. She replied that how about we order Mexican for delivery and watch the Phillies game at home?

What a girl for me!

She came over around 4 on Thursday. She found me working on my laptop in my office. I stood up and we shared a deep kiss. She pulled away and asked if we could go upstairs and fool around before we ordered dinner?

We headed to the bedroom. She and I stripped down, Samantha got a couple of towels out of the linen closet and laid them down after I pulled down the covers.

We laid down and began kissing and running our hands all over each other. As my hands felt her curves, I couldn't believe she was in my bed!

She brought my hand down to her clit and I started rubbing and gently squeezing it. She moaned as her hands ran all over my body. She eventually put both hands on my nipples and began squeezing and pinching them. I moaned into her mouth.

She grabbed my hard cock and said, "I want you inside me!"

I rolled on top of her and slid inside. She moaned as I slipped inside and wrapped her legs around my back.

We kissed passionately as I moved in and out of her. She pulled away and whispered, "faster!"

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and increased the speed and force of my thrusts. She moaned and pushed her hand between us to play with her clit. "So good!" she cried out.

We held each other's eyes as we forcefully pushed into each other. I felt how powerfully we were connected as we gazed at each other with looks of love and not a small amount of lust.

After a few minutes I felt her legs tighten against me, almost painfully. I could barely hear her as she whispered quietly, "oh FUCK!". As she started cumming and her pussy tightened around my cock, it triggered my own orgasm. She reached up to kiss me as we came together.

We broke our kiss and laid there enjoying the moment of relaxing from our satisfying orgasms.

After a minute or two, I rolled over on my back. Samantha got up, grabbed panties from her dresser and headed into the bathroom. She came out in a couple of minutes in her panties and grabbed one of my dress shirts from the closet. She looked amazing.

I wasn't too messy, but I went into the bathroom and did a quick clean-up. I pulled on gym shorts and a T-shirt and we headed downstairs.

I pulled up Grubhub on my tablet. We decided on a local Mexican restaurant and made our order. After we ordered, I made a pitcher of Margaritas, and we took our drinks out to the back porch. Samantha looked around a little bit before stepping out.

I said, "don't worry, it's very private, I hardly ever see a neighbor."

I had Google play Yacht Rock radio, and we sipped our Margaritas before dinner arrived.

Samantha giggled a little and said, "so, I looked it up on the Internet. Having an orgasm during your period does reduce the discomfort of cramps. The uterine muscle contracting and then relaxing, along with the hormones an orgasm produce helps the cramping and discomfort! She laughed and continued, "Wish I had known that years ago!"

"Happy to help out." I said with a huge grin.

Our food was delivered in about 40 minutes, and we ate in the living room. I flipped on the TV, and the pre-game show was just wrapping up. We ate and watched the ball game. We carried the plates to the kitchen and refilled our Margaritas.

After the ball game, we hunted around for some choices to stream. We decided on Lioness again and snuggled on the couch while we watched.

I couldn't believe how settled and comfortable we'd become. I was happy and content while we just hung out around the house. I was very happy to have her there.

We talked about our meeting with Joe and his girlfriend on Saturday. Samantha was very excited, and asked, "can I come over tomorrow night? We're meeting them around Noon on Saturday, right?"

I faced her and looked directly into her eyes. "Sweetie, you can come over here anytime you want! You don't have to ask."

We went up to bed around 1, falling asleep looking forward to our meeting with Joe and his girlfriend on Saturday.