Pam

Saturday morning I awoke to the wonderful feeling of a soft mouth slowly engulfing my hardening dick. I could feel the slight touch of slender fingers toying with my balls. I lay with my eyes closed just enjoying the attention that my cock was getting from Pam as the morning sun shown a soft light through the window. I raised my head and opened my eyes to see Nancy going down and slowly sucking my shaft. It all came back to me where I was and what happened last night. Nancy in one of her fuck me moods had taken on Ronald and I in a hard and fast fuck and suck session. I remember meeting Pam at the club and I guess she was on my mind when I was waking up.

I told Nancy good morning, but I hoped she was not expecting a hell of a lot of action after last night. She replied that she was sore as hell and I was not even going down there this morning. She said that she woke up and she was there and I was there and my dick was there and she just wanted to thank me for what made her so sore.

We got up and had some coffee and after I got dressed I told her that I had some work to do and I would call her later in the week.

Thursday evening after I had been working all day the phone rang. It was Nancy and after about five minutes of small talk she said that she did not know what I did last Friday night at the club, but I seemed to have made an impression on Pam. I asked her how’s that and she told me that Pam has been asking her things about me all week at work. I asked her what kind of questions was she asking. She asked about my age, what did I do for a living, how long had Nancy known me, then she asked Nancy what kind of relationship did she and I have. She told me that she told Pam that we had gone out a couple of times but we were just friends.

I asked Nancy for Pam’s phone number and said I might call her and Nancy reminded me that Pam was not into the swinging lifestyle and she did not want to see her friend get hurt. I reminded her that not all of my social life had to do with swinging, and I knew how to behave like a gentleman when needed. Nancy apologized and said that she knew that I could behave and then asked me if I really liked Pam. I replied that like I had told her before that I thought she was interesting.

I called Pam on Tuesday of the following week and I guess we talked for about an hour. We made a dinner date for Saturday night at a Mexican restaurant that she liked. I took her home around 10 and sat and we talked to about midnight. It was enjoyable just being with her and learning things about her.

(Forward in time.)

Pam and I have been seeing each other going on six months now. At first it was one date a week, then we began to spend more time together till it was all of our free time was spent together. Well almost all of our free time. I get along with her daughter and granddaughter. The little girl just learned to swim so when they come out to the house she just lives in the pool. I rented a condo in Red River for the 4th of July weekend and took all three up there and we had a blast. The girls had never been there and they just loved the town and shopping, and I got to do a little fishing.

The first weekend in August I picked Pam up on Friday night for dinner and a movie. When she came out to the car she was carrying a small tote bag. I did not think anything of it until after the movie. We left the theater and got into the car and out of the blue Pam turned to me and said take me home. I was a little puzzled at this because she has never told me straight out that she wanted me to take her home. I told her that was what I intended to do. She replied not her home but my home. I looked her in the eye and asked her if she was sure that was what she wanted and she assured me that it was with a deep kiss and a soft yes. I asked what was she going to tell her daughter about coming home so late, and she told me that she had already told her not to expect her home until some time tomorrow. She told me that her daughter said, " Well it’s about time and to have fun,"

My house is 12 miles from town and that was the longest, quietest 12 miles that I can remember driving. I was as nervous as a teenager on his first date. My emotions were running the gambit. Joy, fear, excitement, dread, anticipation, all flowing through me at one time. When we walked up to the door my hand was shaking so I did not think I could unlock the damn house.

I fixed us a drink and we sat down at the bar. You could feel the excitement and fear in the air coming from both of us. The conversation was labored and littered with small talk. It was like neither one of us wanted to talk about what we both knew was about to take place. Pam stood up and excused herself to the bathroom and as she walked through the den she picked up her tote bag.

I heard the bathroom door close so I ran to the bedroom to make sure that it was picked up and the bed was made. I remembered that I had changed the sheets the day before so they were clean. As a man living alone you don’t think about things like that as often as you should. I went back to the bar and fixed me another drink to help me calm down some. After what seamed like an eternity I heard the bathroom door open. Pam walked back into the den and my jaw drooped when I saw her. I know that she heard me say "My God"

She had on a baby blue not quite see through teddy with a matching bra and panties. Her red hair hung down past her shoulders and her green eyes seamed to glow in contrast with her hair. She walked slowly over to me and out her army’s around my neck and leaned in and kissed me deeply. When she pulled away she looked me in the eyes and said for me not to say a word because her fear might overcome her and she would back out of this. She took me by the hand and led me down the hall to the bedroom.

When we got into the bedroom she once again turned to me and kissed me deeply with her tongue probing my mouth in a seductive way. She told me to keep the lights off and to undress and get into bed. She walked around to the far side of the bed and began to undress. She was standing in front of a double window and there was just enough moon light coming through that I could see her silhouette as she disrobed. I was undressing and at the same time watching her. She removed the teddy and reached around to unhook her bra from the back. As she slid it from her arms I could see the full shape of her breast and her nipples standing out. They were round and full and her nipples stood out like pencil erasers. As she slowly slid her panties down I could see her white skin glisten in the moon light. I had my clothes off about the same time as she did and we both pulled back the covers and slid into our side of the bed at the same time. My dick was harder than I every remember it being and I was a little scared to get to close to her and let her know how hard I was for fear of her thinking the wrong thing. Truth was that I had dreamed of this very moment from the first time I saw her.

Six months earlier I wanted to fuck this woman, and I could have done it easy without all the emotions that I was feeling now. Tonight I wanted to make love to her, but not at the expense of losing her. It dawned on me that I have not felt this way about women since Dee. I wanted Pam so bad but not for just a fuck. I wanted her for a partner in life. My fear of loosing her was so great that I almost got out of bed. I lay on my side and she on hers.

She asked if I was nervous and I told her very. She said she was too. She said that she had only been with one other man since her husband and it did not work out. That most of the men that she had dated have been all hands on the first date or second date and that was the end of that. She asked me why I had never been that way with her; did I not find her attractive? I told her that I found her very attractive from the moment that I first laid eyes on her. I at first found her very interesting, then I found that I liked her company and enjoyed being with her, then I found that I thought I was falling in love with her, and now I am afraid that I might loose her if things don’t go right tonight.

She moved over next to me still laying on her to face me, I could not believe the beautiful sight that was before my eyes. Her tits were resting on my chest and I could feel the heat from her body as they pressed against me. She looked at me and said that I was not going to loose her. Even in the dark room with the faint moon light I could see the sparkle in her eyes as she came closed to my face. Our lips met and we kissed. I felt my hand running slowly up and down her back. I could feel her soft skin under the touch of my callused hands. I could feel her heat as her body pressed closer to mine. My hand found its way down to her soft round ass as I slowly rubbed her backside. I felt her legs part every so slightly as one of my fingers slid down her ass and between her legs. I felt the fire and her dampness as I slowly inserted my finger into her pussy. She gave a small groan and drove her tongue deeper into my mouth. Our kiss was becoming one of passion and lust. I felt her hand slide down my chest and start rubbing my rock hard cock from tip to nuts. I inserted another finger into her hot wet box and heard another pleasure moan come from her. She broke our kiss and told me that she wanted me, it had been a long time that she felt this way and she wanted me now.

It has been two years that I felt this way about a woman. I was afraid that I was letting myself in for the same hurt that I felt when Dee died. I knew that I could not go through that again and keep my sanity. I had such mixed emotions, I wanted this to continue and I wanted it to stop all at the same time.

We kissed again and all my fears seamed to vanish. I wanted to make love to this woman, not just have recreational sex with her like so many women in the past, but to make love to her. I wanted to give my all to her, my body, my heart, and my soul. I pulled her closer to me and held her body close to mine. I could feel my manhood was as hard as I had every remembered it being and I just hoped that I did not disappoint her tonight. I rolled over on top of her and as I slid into her I can still remember the velvet glove feeling that being inside of her felt.

Our movements were slow, but deliberate. We were both wrapped into the first love making of two people in love. The excitement, the joy, the feelings that were running through me at that moment were things that I had not felt for so long. I could not get enough of her. I wanted to be deeper in her. I wanted to be in her soul. I wanted her so much to want me as I wanted her. I knew in my heart that I had fallen in love again, as much as I tried not to. I had fallen in love again.

We made love in every way a man and a woman could that night, and it seamed so easy and natural. Both giving and both taking and both enjoying what was happening.

(I know that this is not your typically swing story that you see here, but it is the story of Pam and I and what will come)