Chapter 107

She sat on the bed and held a booted foot out to me. I pulled the boot off so she gave me the other one. I put them both out of the way and sat next to her.

"What kind of work do you do, Melissa?"

"Since I've been here I work for Hi-Country Trucking in the office. Invoices, billing, that sort of thing."

"And, how long have you been here?"

"Jack died September sixteenth last year. I've been here ever since then."

"Jack?"

"My husband, Jack Tinsdale. Drove a 1979 Peterbilt. I was his partner for eleven years. He was riding shotgun while I got us into town and had a heart attack. I pulled into Hi-Country and they called the ambulance. He died the next day. I sold our truck to Hi-Country and they gave me a job."

"You need to give them two weeks notice?"

"No, but I want to. It hasn't been great there but they have been pretty good to me."

I unbuttoned her shirt and she did mine. The white lace of her bra looked good against the tan of her skin. The breasts within didn't need the bra for physical support just for dressing. When I took her shirt I reached over and hung it on a hanger. She hung mine over hers on the same hanger.

"Last time I did that it was Jack's shirt."

"Last woman's shirt that hung right there dropped me for a full-time job as a hostess at a gentleman's club. That was six months ago, in Baton Rouge."

I helped her stand and I worked at getting her tight jeans off. It was work.

"Want me to help? It took me ten minutes to get them on."

"Sure. Did you get them wet to get them on?"

"No! I spread KY on my ass and thighs." We both laughed and did get them off. Bra and panties matched. They were white and lacy. My underwear matched hers, except for the lace. When my jeans went down to the floor they fell. Tight jeans aren't my style.

She leaned over and turned on some music. In the available two feet we danced a little, exploring bodies with hands and lips.

"Sam, please don't hurry. I'm a little scared. I went to the bar tonight to dance and get someone to buy me some beers. I got offered just what I've been missing since my husband died. I hurt a lot when Jack died. I lost everything."

"So did he." I kissed her. We held each other. We finished undressing each other and got into bed. She snuggled against me and we kissed some more.

"Sam? You aren't moving at all. I just ask you to go slow."

"Sweetheart, I'm moving at the pace that will let us get comfortable being together. I don't want to base this relationship on how good my dick feels inside you. I want to know how well we sleep together. I want to see how I like waking up next to you and how you like waking up next to me. So far I'm overjoyed at how the barter is going. I've liked everything I've seen, everything I've felt and everything I've tasted. If it's Ok with you let's sleep together tonight and, if you feel good about us in the morning I'd love to continue the exploration of how well we fit together."

"God, I love that idea." She wiggled just enough that we could kiss a few more times as we settled in for the night. The music played softly near us all night. The dark drapes were pulled so we slept until we woke up, not just until the sun woke us.

Melissa woke first. She slowly and carefully got up and opened the toilet. It was less than three feet from me. I woke up to the sound of water running. Then I heard her open the windows at either end of the sleeper. I didn't open my eyes.

She pulled the covers slowly off me, and I felt lips kiss my morning hard on. I opened my eyes and looked right into her eyes. They grinned at me. She lifted her mouth off me and said, "Good morning. I slept better than I have slept in months. I'm hungry. Ok with you if I get myself something yummy for starters?"

"As long as you suck me to completion and don't draw blood, go for it!"

Her head went back down far enough to capture my cock and she began her special brand of oral magic. She lavished attention on the head for a while, probing the slit with her tongue and getting acquainted with all the nerve endings she could find. Her hands found and held my nuts.

My hands found her body and helped her turn to a sixty-nine position. She fit. Her mouth held my cock as her pussy positioned itself right above my mouth. My tongue reached out and licked. She dropped her pussy an inch at the first tongue touch. The taste of her juices made me instantly want more. I noticed and appreciated the lack of hair around her puss. She found one of my hands with one of hers and brought it to her breast. I squeezed and she moaned.

We didn't hurry. This wasn't a one-night-stand. This was an exploration of possibilities for the next ten thousand nights. She explored sucking me, playing with various parts of my anatomy and having me play with hers. I licked, sucked, probed and fondled her. The responses got more of what worked and I noted what she didn't much care for.

More than once I worked her close to an orgasm and let her cool down. I loved how she quivered and how the muscles of her lower belly shook when she was close. I felt her getting close again and she pulled her mouth off my cock.

"Take me home! Ride me to the bell cowboy! I'm so close!"

I kept licking along her slit from bottom to top, circling her clit twice every time I found it. She would need to drink fluids to replenish those she was losing to me.

"Now, Sam! Right NNNNNooowww!" I sucked her clit! Her legs clamped on my head. All of her shook and her back arched for a long time.

"Oh Jesus! Sam, stop!" I did. She rested atop of me and I waited. I saw a drip slowly falling from her puss. I held my tongue out and caught it. I smiled.

She rolled to my side and held my still hard cock in her hand.

"What's your favorite position, Sam?"

"The one where my cock is deep inside your pussy."

She threw a leg over me and slowly lowered herself down. As soon as my cock touched her lips she looked at my face. As she lowered herself she smiled and held eye contact.

She was almost all the way down and I thrust myself up, suddenly filling her. She blinked and said, "Oh!" She held still a few seconds and began rocking against me. It wasn't long until the magic muscles within her were convincing me to unload.

"Melissa, this may be poor timing but what about birth control?"

"I've been fixed. Give it to me!"

"Here!" We both felt the pulsing of my lower body as shot after shot left me via my dick and filled her channel. My hands went to hold her just above the waist and discovered she was a little ticklish. She jumped when my hands held her and we both broke up laughing.

Melissa found a hand towel and used it to clean us up. Then we snuggled a little more and she said, "How soon do you need to eat... food?"

"Soon. You?"