Back To Work

April - Present Day

I walked back into my office from the restroom. Nanci stood in the middle of my office.

“Do we have a meeting scheduled? I don’t recall Mei mentioning it to me.” I asked as I walked past her and moved to stand behind my desk.

I heard the metallic click of my door closing.

“Nicholi,” She spoke softly with that little hint of her Latino accent. I looked at her, my eyes fixed on her fingers as they moved slowly unbuttoning her blouse starting at the top.

“Mei told me how amazing you are. It’s time for you to share your cock and your creamy cum with your favorite business development specialist. This needy Latino slut wants some of what you have given your lover’s… that thick salty cream in my mouth and then some covering my brown skin and titties.”

Nanci winked and let her blouse fall from her shoulder. She walked towards me and knelt down, undoing my belt and pants.

October, seven months ago

The city was fully awake as the sun rose over the top of the three story split-level office building I own. I pulled into my parking spot. It had gone unused for the last nine days. Well in truth it hadn’t been utilized much over the last nine months while Amy was sick, but now, well it would be used daily now.

I needed to get back at it. It’s what she wanted, and told me so before she passed away.

Last night I messaged Mei, my amazing Administrative Assistant letting her know that I was going to come to work. She messaged me back almost immediately, sharing that the team would be thrilled to see me and that she would make sure my office was ready for me.

I was quick to reply, ‘Mei? Don’t, please, nothing other than my normal schedule, nothing out of the ordinary.’ My text was simple. I just needed some normalcy.

I then messaged Jane, my right hand, my COO, but in person I don’t call her that, she dislikes the title. She prefers to just be Jane. The woman who Amy hired five years ago. We met her at a career event, she was working for a competitor of ours. Amy snagged her up without them even realizing it.

She, Jane that is, her and Mei had been amazing these last nine months, but even more so the last few weeks or so as Amy came home on hospice. You see Amy had finally succumbed to the glioblastoma which stole her from me at the age of thirty-two.

We had been married just seven years, nearly inseparable, but sometimes you never know.

Shit happens!

So, I pulled into my parking spot and after shutting off the car I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. The funeral and wake service were done and behind me, the house was cleansed of all the medical crap. I was ready, or so I thought, ready to get back to normalcy.

I walked in the front entrance of the building that I owned. I smiled as I heard the music from the floor below, the basement. There was a smallish dance studio. Its main entrance was in the back. Leah, the owner of the dance studio, was a forty something divorcee. Amy had taken a liking to her almost immediately when they met. What I wasn’t so thrilled about was the rental agreement and rent Amy had charged Leah but it is what it is.

I wasn’t hurting financially. My consulting business was doing great. We have a reputation for handling complex business challenges and staffing needs. The consultation side, that was my business. Amy and Jane handled the staffing side of things. Amy stepped away when she got sick, that’s when Jane became the COO.

So I walked through the main lobby passing the staircase that led to the second floor, our tenant is a smaller B2B marketing firm, into the entrance and main lobby of Calyx Consulting, my company.

I paused at Crystal’s space. She was our receptionist and a rock star. If anyone ever needed anything, she was the “go to”. Crystal is a medically retired US Marine. You would never know she was a badass combat veteran by her appearance. She is as beautiful as the sunshine on a cold winter day. Her beauty, her poise, and her smile are enough to knock your socks off! As an employee of mine, I would never say to her that she has a smoking hot body. But yeah she has a smoking hot body for a thirty years old African American woman.

I heard the main door close behind me, I exhaled again.

I murmured to myself, “Everything will be okay.”

It was then I turned and walked the thirty or so steps heading to my corner office. In those thirty or so steps, I passed by the supply room, the smaller conference room, and then past Mei’s cubicle. I unlocked my office door and left the door open. The vertical blinds had been closed. I put my backpack down and moved to open the set of blinds on the west side of my office.

Once opened my view was simply breathtaking. A creek ran along the back of the building property line, which fed down into a small wooded area. The petals on the flowers were gone. I could see the grass had recently been cut but it wasn’t its usual vibrant green. The leaves on the trees were turning, they were all different colors, the vibrant reds, yellows, and dull browns covered them, fall was in the air. Soon it would all be covered in snow.

I heard the soft knock on my door and turned to see Mei standing there. In one hand she was holding a bottle of water and in the other, a coffee cup.

“I am always impressed with how you know things, Mei.” I turned fully and moved my desk chair and sat down.

She crossed the room handing me my coffee and putting the bottle of water on the coaster.

“One day Nicholi, you should get an electric bell or buzzer so I don’t need to knock with my hands full.”

I looked up at her and smiled, “Sure if you want one go ahead and would you refrain from my formal name Nicholi? I love my grandfather and his name but Nick is fine. Oh and your hands wouldn’t always be full to knock. I never said you need to bring me coffee or water.”

She smiled, “So, Jane is a few minutes behind me, something about stopping at Schmidt’s this morning, her text to me mentioned that.”

I semi-smiled, Schmidt’s is a local bakery, they have the absolute best, unhealthy breakfast food around. “So buttery croissants and unhealthy breakfast choices this morning huh?”

“Life isn’t always …” she stopped. “I’m sorry Nicholi.” Mei lowered her head some.

“Hey! I told you normalcy, so please don’t Mei, I need normalcy especially from you.”

Mei raised her head and smiled. Mei is a stunning looking Asian woman in her late twenties, twenty-eight to be exact. She herself, just about a year out of a disappointing relationship. She smiled a second time when I nodded.

Her long jet-black hair is usually worn straight down her back but today she has it slightly off center and pulled forward covering her chest. It was a different look, not bad… just different.

Mei never wore much makeup. Her beauty was natural, she was slender, but had soft, nice curves where needed. I can’t understand how her last boyfriend told her she wasn’t “feminine enough”.

It was her composure and professionalism I noticed first, when Amy and I interviewed her. The professionalism which Mei possessed never wavered. I knew several of the horn-dogs on Jane’s team had asked her out, but she was ever vigilant, not mixing business with pleasure. But let me assure you Mei is a woman of beauty, grace, poise, and a voice to smooth the roughest seas.

Amy and I had hired her fresh out of a difficult period in her life. She had to endure not only her family pressure, but also the self-esteem associated with being rejected for the silliest reasons. To me, Mei was perfect.

Amy saw something in her and she mentored her. Taught her how to move again, through rooms with confidence, how to trust her instincts, how to command respect without raising her voice.

I hesitated when she asked me where I wanted to start. “Mei, give me a few more minutes then we can start. Okay?” She nodded and turned leaving me to the quiet of my office.

~~

“I brought happiness and sweets for our team and don’t you dare make a snarky comment Nick!”

That’s what I heard as Jane stepped into my office.

“Yeah good to see you as well. But I don’t want any of your fat-pills you claim to be the best breakfast food in the world.” I raised my head and saw my right hand, my COO, Jane Duffy.

Jane stopped near my desk. I could see through the expression on her face she wanted to ask me so I answered her before she asked.

“I’m fine, she isn’t in pain anymore, that’s all that matters Jane. We discussed this.”

I don’t think she believed me as she responded, “Okay but you and I are having lunch today, out of the office, but for now, I leave you in the capable hands of Mei.”

And so, it was back to an attempted normalcy for me. I looked at my emails and started attacking the messages I had not read in the past nine days since her passing and funeral.

~~

I stood just before eleven o’clock and stretched my legs. I grabbed my coffee cup and walked across the room and opened my office door. I saw Mei engaged in a conversation with Nanci, one of our phenomenal business development teammates.

“Hi Nanci, nice to see you.” I said as I walked past her heading to the kitchenette.

I got a fresh cup of coffee then wandered through the office stopping by the cubicles greeting employees. Those who were on the phones I just waved to, shook their hands or bumped fists. I was walking back to my office when I diverted and stopped in to see Jane.

I tapped on her door, she looked up from what she was doing.

“Hey.” Damn her voice was so smooth and hot, literally her voice could melt ice.

“Hey… umm, listen… I umm, I think I am going to work through lunch. I have so much to catch up on.” Jane’s eyes squinted and it looked as if she was going to refute me so I quickly turned and walked away.

By the time I walked to the opposite end of the building, to my office, Mei was standing at her cubicle, just outside my office. I could see by the look on her face, Jane had already called her.

“Nicholi?”

“I’m fine.” I walked into my office and closed my door leaving behind the strain those two were preparing for me. I just didn’t want to engage, not yet at least.

I made my way through the important emails, the ones which were business related were my priority. There were dozens and dozens of messages of sympathy from clients past and present. There were a handful of messages from colleagues and three from local professors, one from a professor, Marni Donaldson, who I was a guest lecturer for when she needed it.

A calendar event popped up in my email, Jane had scheduled a call at four o’clock with a potential new client. They were a start up tech firm who was struggling to stay afloat. They wanted to bring me in as a business consultant and Jane’s team to support their staffing needs.

I sent Jane an instant message, ‘Let’s huddle ten minutes prior to the call.’ Then I moved on to the next task of my day.

~~

March

I heard the soft chime and looked up. Mei walked into my office carrying two cups of coffee.

“Good morning Nicholi.” She said softly as she placed my coffee cup down on the warming pad near the top of my desk. “Have you eaten yet this morning? I could always ask Jane to pick you up something not sweet but something healthy.”

I reached for my coffee and smiled, “That’s kind of you Mei but I had a smoothie when I left the gym.”

“I’m glad Nicholi, I am glad to see you out there again, mingling.” Her tone was something that resembled a question.

“Mei, we have been over this, I am not “out there”. I am going to the gym in the morning and working out.” I took a sip of my coffee, “And I am certainly not mingling, I go to the gym and workout. That’s all.”

“I bet there are pretty ladies all over you at the gym, I bet they want to see you sweating and grunting as you lift your weights or run on your treadmill.” Mei asked.

I looked at her, she was smiling. Now I knew she was teasing me but she continued, “Hmm? You know, single, successful, fit, sexy, and so young. Soon, I bet soon one of them will get their claws into you and we will be throwing you a bachelor party.” She winked.

“Mei, I am not single, I am a widower. There is a difference and I am not looking for a woman, I had the woman of my dreams but…”

She cut me off, “I know, I know Nick, shit happens. That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try to find love again, there are plenty of attractive ladies who would love to have you ask them out for dinner, a glass of wine or even, you know… an overnight stay.”

I looked at her again, this time she blushed considering her innuendo.

“I’m not interested in dinner dates, glasses of wine or sleepovers…”

“Oh! Who slept with who?” Jane popped into my office, “Come on Nick dish the dirt, did you finally get laid?”

I stood, “Both of you stop it! I am not dating,” I looked at Jane, “I am not sleeping with anyone.”

I looked at Mei. “I am a widower, I am a businessman with a company to drive forward, navigating those challenges of everyday life. I don’t have time for overnight dates, let alone a relationship.”

I looked at Mei, her eyes closed and she shook her head.

“What?” She just shook her head again. I looked at Jane, “What?”

“If you say so Nick. Amy died, you didn’t.” They both walked out of my office, closing the door behind them.

The remainder of the day was just crap. I held up in my office, not even going out for lunch. Not that I would anyway, the snow outside was piling up, there was another storm coming this weekend. I don’t really like winter but we deal with it.

The sun was setting when my instant messenger popped up, a message from Jane. ‘Need to see you. Can I come in?’

‘Yeah, whatever you need.’ I replied.

Now over the years we have worked together, I never ‘stopped’ Jane from coming into my office. Over time I learned at the speed she came to see me at, and/or the urgency of which she came in determined the topic and urgency of our conversation.

But this time, it seemed “off”.

When Jane came in this time she was, shall I say, she floated in, she walked with an aura of softness and confidence, she walked in very womanly like.

“Can I close the door?”

“Oh! That kind of a conversation.” I teased looking back down at the outline I had in front of me.

I thought nothing of it when I heard the door close but when I sensed Jane walking up to my side, I worried slightly. I raised my head to see her now standing beside me, looking out onto the white, snow-covered lawn and near empty space of the winter scene from my office window.

“What’s wrong, don’t you like your office view? You needed to come see the snow from my windows?” I teased again.

“Nick?” Her voice was soft like new fallen snow, calm like the pond frozen over, but warm, an unusual kind of warm.

Looking away from the work I was doing, I turned to face her. She was still looking out the window. I could see her face in the slight reflection but I couldn’t really read her expression.

“Promise me you won’t get mad at me?”

That’s when she turned and looked at me. There was a beauty in the expression on her face in her eyes. I swallowed hard.

“You know I would never get mad or angry at you or anyone here. You are all amazing special people to me, especially you Jane and Mei”

I watched her smile a tiny bit, but then her smile turned flat. “Okay then I am going to say something and you are not allowed to shift from what you just said to me, you can’t get mad at me.” She really looked at me. “Promise me Nicholi!” Her voice was firm that time.

“Sure Jane, I promise you that.” I was starting to worry slightly, but I played along.

“Nick, it’s been six months….”

“No!” I cut her off standing and moving away from her, I stood and walked around the other side of my desk.

“Jane no!” I was firm, I wasn’t mad but I was firm. “You and I are not doing this!”

That’s when she pulled from her back pocket a folded piece of paper. She looked at me and as a tear moved down her cheek, she unfolded the piece of paper and started reading, quietly at first.

“Janie,” she hitched her voice, “I never like her calling me Janie, but it was a private joke between us.” She paused then continued.

“You will be mad at me for doing this to you but I need one last favor.” A second tear rolled down her cheek as she exhaled and continued.

“I know Nick, and he won’t have moved past my death, so I need you to watch out for him.” Her voice cracked. “I know you will watch out for him professionally but I need you to promise me that if he hasn’t gone on a date within the six months after I pass away, I want you to come on to him. I want you to love my Nick. He is a wonderful lover.”

Jane looked up at me as even more tears were streaming down her face now. “Jane, I always teased you about Nick hooking up with you, but now I am serious. I need you and so does he, he just doesn’t know it.”

She lifted her head and looked at me. I was in disbelief, but she continued.

“Jane, Nick will have died inside, that is my worst fear of dying. He won’t move past my death and will mourn forever. I’ve told you before and it is true. He is a wonderful, loving, passionate, kind, and very giving man. I don’t want that part of him to die when I do.”

I interrupted her, “You don’t need to read that.”

“Bullshit I don’t Nick!” She screamed at me. “Your wife, my boss and friend entrusted me with watching over you. Do you know how many times I have read this letter in private?”

“Do you even see what this is doing to me? Nick, you promised that you wouldn’t get mad at me, and you can’t break that promise Nick.”

I slowly walked towards her. My steps cautious, “What else does it say?”

Jane looked at me, she smiled and then spoke without ever looking at the sheet of paper. “Tell him again, as I told him, tell him I give him permission to love again.” She half smiled as the tears rolled down her face.

Then she finished, “Don’t let the hard head take no for an answer, just kiss him hard and make love to him Jane, promise me. Love always, Amy.”

The tears rolled down Jane’s cheeks. She handed me the piece of paper, “Here read the last line, it’s too funny, I can’t say it out loud without laughing. I laugh every time I read it.”

I took the paper and read the last line. “P.S. Jane, he loves a good blowjob but then again, I loved swallowing his cum.”

My hands fell to my sides and I was frozen in place. Jane walked closer to me. I felt her wrap her arms around me and I felt her cheek press to my neck, then she whispered.

“I’ve read that at least twenty times not knowing how to, but believe me when I say this, tomorrow morning, I am coming in early, we will be alone, and I will do as my best friend asked of me. Just be ready Nicholi.”

She kissed my cheek, released me from the hug then whispered again, “She died, not you.”

Jane walked from my office and as she opened the door, I heard her, “Tomorrow morning Nick, you’ll see, life is going to change for you.”

I stood there staring at the piece of paper in my hands, reading it again, not once but several times.

~~

I finished at the gym and made my way to the office. In my head, I ran through the six or seven things I was going to say to Jane if she came into my office this morning. I was determined that I would professionally and very kindly reject her advancements and move on with the workday.

I walked into the building. And heard the soft ballet music from Leah and her morning classes underneath us. I wasn’t surprised to see our office empty and all of the lights off. But what surprised me was the envelope standing up held in place by my keyboard.

I put my backpack down and sat in my chair behind my desk. Immediately, I recognized the cursive handwriting, it was Amy’s. I took a deep breath and took the envelope in my hands. I broke the seal and opened the single folded sheet of paper.

My dearest Nicholi,

Do you remember our vows? That line we always joked about, in sickness and in health? Or the one no one ever really thinks about. Until death do us part?

Well my love, death has parted us. It isn’t fair but it’s life.

If you are reading this, which I suspect you are, you haven’t strayed from our vows, even though I passed more than six months ago.

You were my love, my only lover, and the dearest man in my life. Now go, take that love, and never forget me, but go love another, you are too young for a life without love.

Don’t waste your life by missing me, continue to love me but live.

Your dearest wife,

Amy

I lowered the letter laying it flat on the keyboard. I looked up and saw Jane standing there, she closed the door behind her.

Maybe it was the reality and the weight of what was happening but Jane looked as pretty as ever. Her slacks seemed a bit snugger, sexier, and the sweater she wore, accentuated her body. The soft curve of her waist, her narrow midsection and her beauty breasts. It hugged her shoulders and covered her neck halfway.

But truly, in that moment, I saw Jane as a beautiful woman, not just a friend, not as a coworker, I finally saw the woman she really is.

“Hey.” I tried to sound normal, but there was nothing normal about this. I stood and started towards her, walking around the back of my desk.

“Hey,” She walked closer to me. “I don’t want to talk, but my dear friend asked something of me.” By the time she finished speaking we were close enough that I could feel her warm breath on my skin.

All of the thoughts and words I had practiced seemed to disappear from my brain but I tried.

“Jane,”

She shook her head gently from side to side as her eyes locked in on mine. Her left hand cupped my cheek and her right hand pressed against my chest. In an instant she moved her lips to mine and softly kissed me.

As if instinct took over, my hands moved her waist, moving no higher. As our kiss deepened, her right hand slid from my chest down my side and stopped at my waist.

Her kiss, though soft and tentative, was thrilling. She pulled back and whispered in my ear.

“I teased her all the time about kissing you.” Jane kissed my lips again but this time opened her lips turning our first kiss deeper.

Her hand moved from my waist to my thigh and across the front of my slacks. She paused and caressed my crotch. “Holy fuck Nick!” Her hand softly caressed my crotch. “No wonder she walked funny on Monday’s.”

Her kiss deepened and her tongue touched my bottom lip then slid into my mouth finding mine.

I inhaled deeply and immediately pulled her closer to me. My hands covered the small and middle of her back, slowly caressing her. I slowed the kiss and pulled back slightly.

“I need to see your eyes.” I murmured against her lips. “I want to see the truth.”

Jane pulled back and locked eyes with me.

“Nick, she loved you like no other woman ever could but now, it’s time to hang up the celibacy tag and let me care for you.”

The entire time Jane was speaking she had been caressing my cock. I hadn’t had the interest or time since Amy’s first chemo treatment to be active sexually. She had no energy, and I was focused on her and the company. So Jane’s comment about being celibate was pretty true, I had gone nearly nineteen months without sex.

“Jane, not here, no!” I murmured against her lips.

“Yes Nick, here and now.” She kissed me hard and almost magically had my belt undone, my slacks button opened and my zipper down.

She kissed me hard once more as her hand moved inside my boxers and gently held my cock. When she broke the kiss she whispered in my ear.

“Just let yourself go and let me have it. We will worry about me later.”

With that Jane dropped to her knees in front of me, pulling my boxers down. The second her warm breath hit my cock, I was instantly hard. But when she opened her mouth and licked the firm spongy head of my cock, I groaned.

I held her head as she swirled her tongue. I inhaled deep again as she closed her mouth on my cock and literally sucked it into her mouth. When I hit the back of her throat, she didn’t gag, she opened her mouth wider and leaned her head back.

I looked down at her and as our eyes met, she winked at me, trying to take the last few inches down her throat.

She closed her eyes and massaged my balls while bathing my cock in her saliva.

She pulled back and let me cock out of her mouth. “Do it Nick, just fucking cum Nick.”

She took my cock back in her mouth and in mere minutes I was seeing stars. I groaned and then nearly yelled and the cum boiled up and exploded from my balls through my cock and down her throat.

I heard her gagging as she pulled my cock from her mouth but I still blasted one more spurt landing on her face. My cream covered her, she smiled and instinctively moved her hand and using just her finger, pooled it, scooping it into her mouth.

I reached for her and found her hands, I pulled her upwards. My head was spinning and my cock fell limp but I pulled her into a kiss. A deep sexual kiss. I would never let her swallow me without kissing her. And if she was serious about me taking care of her later, I would want the same from her as suddenly I imagined her cuming in my mouth.

We broke the kiss and hugged softly. It felt like forever but then she murmured, “Let’s get you dressed and me freshened up, then come to my office where we will have a bit more privacy. Mei, will be in shortly.”

It wasn’t more than thirty minutes later when I closed Jane’s door and walked towards her desk. She stood and walked around the side and came to stand in front of me.

“Nicholi, I loved you wife like a sister and when she fell ill and asked me to take care of you I swore I would. Unconventional? Yes, but you knew her better than anyone. She lives on, inside your mind, heart, and soul but you aren’t dead.” She leaned forward and kissed my cheek.

“Let’s go to work Nick, we have money to be made and dreams to make come true.”

I had a seat and we really went to work discussing the new clients that Nanci was developing.”

~~

There was a knock on her door, I knew that metallic sounding knock, it was Crystal. She stood and walked to it and opened the door. Crystal, our front receptionist, stood there.

“Nicholi, your eleven o’clock is here. Shall I walk them to your office?”

I looked at Jane slightly puzzled. “Yes, go ahead Crystal, have Nanci in the meeting as well. I will perp Nick and have him there momentarily.”

Crystal nodded and closed the door. Jane walked a few steps over to me and took my hand as I stood.

Her eyes met mine, then she spoke softly. “Tonight we, me and you, have plans but for now, get to your office and wow the fuck out of this new client. Maybe before we go to dinner we can stop for a drink at this little cozy pub I know.” She reached up and kissed my cheek.

“Go kick ass Nick.”

~~

Hours later, after the client and I signed an NDA and exclusive consultation and staffing contract, Mei knocked on my door. I looked up seeing it was just after five-thirty.

“Nick, Jane told me you have plans tonight. I am to remind you and have you leave the office on time, meaning now. Please enjoy your evening.” She winked at me and leaving my office door open she turned and walked away.

Just then my cell phone pinged, I received a text. It was Jane, ‘I am leaving in five, are you following me to the pub?’.

I sighed realizing I had no choice. Now don’t get me wrong, the blowjob I received from Jane earlier was amazing but I didn’t like that she and Mei were in cahoots with my sex life, or so it seemed.

I shut down my PC and grabbed my gym bag and cellphone heading out for the day. Mei was gone as I walked past her area. Walking outside I saw Jen already in her car, she waved and waited for me to follow her.

I followed her out the office lot and then headed south out of the city. I called her phone.

“Are you sharing with me where we are going? You know, in case you lose me at a traffic light.”

I heard her laugh a tiny bit then she responded, “Don’t worry Nick, I won’t lose you.” She hung up, I followed her. Based on where we were traveling I had a sneaky suspicion that her little pub was in her house.

Ten minutes later, I was correct. Her Audi Q7 pulled into the driveway of a very nice split level house. I followed Jane into the driveway as she parked in the garage, and exited her car, she waved me in through the open garage door.

I followed Jane into the garage and inside her home, a first for me since dating and marrying Amy. Yes, the first time I had ever been with a woman in her house, alone.

Now I am not naive, I had a feeling what was going on but when she paused waiting for me in the kitchen, I had my suspicions.

“I have a nice selection, bourbon, scotch, and Irish whiskey in the living room, choose anything you would like, I’ll be down shortly, I am going to change.”

I looked and Jane did have a nice selection, I chose the 18 year old Glenfiddich Scotch. Knowing I wasn’t driving for a while, and assumed I was here for the evening, I poured a double. I then made my way back to the kitchen. I opened the freezer to see an ice rock ball waiting for me.

I returned to the living room and then had an idea. I do not like drinking alone, and if I was going to enjoy anything as amazing as this 18-year old scotch, so can she. Back to the kitchen with a tumbler, after adding a second rock ball, I poured her a double as well.

I walked to the bottom of the steps and called up to her. “You best hurry, the drink I poured you is going to waste.”

I turned back to the living room, I found her couch where I sat and waited for her. It was less than three minutes when a woman of grace, beauty, and poise walked into the living room.

I stood seeing Jane wearing a full length satin baby blue robe. Underneath she was wearing a matching camisole and shorts combination, she looked amazing.

Jane walked close to me and flattened her hand on my chest. She leaned forward slightly and then kissed my cheek. As she stepped backwards, I decided to play her slightly slower game. I turned and picked up her drink, handing it to her.

“A toast for the host.” She took a sip.

“Thank you, why don’t you have a seat while I turn on some music for us.”

I sat and then watched as she didn’t just walk, she floated across the room. I hadn’t noticed but when she turned on the stereo, the in-ceiling speakers came softly to life. That was the second time I think I saw Jane, and I mean really saw her as a woman of beauty and grace.

She came and sat next to me, still giving me a bit of space. “So Nick, how do you like my pub?”

She smiled and took a sip of her scotch.

“I love your pub but I think I am over dressed based on what I see you wearing.” She winked and leaned closer and kissed me.

Her kiss was soft, passionate but filled with an urgency that I hadn’t felt in a long time. The ballad changed and the sounds of Meddelssohn filled the room. Our kiss broke gently. She leaned forward and set her tumbler on the side table. She turned to me and took mine, doing the same.

She turned to face me, her leg curled under her body. Jane took my hands in hers and slowly caressed the backs of my hands. It was then she whispered softly, just above the music but in a volume which I could hear clearly.

“I am a different woman once I am home, I am not the ruthless go-getter your wife hired or what you expect from me every day. I am kind, loving, and very physical when intimate.”

I nodded as I listened. I wanted to take all of this in; this was calculated and purposeful.

“Nick, to say I love you is an understatement, to say I am in love with you is something I have not even really broached or considered.” Her movements, her soft touches and caresses continued with a magical touch.

“Make no mistakes though, Nick we will make love tonight, and we will fuck each other senseless but you need to know, this is out of love and desire.”

It was with that Jane leaned forward kissing me like I hadn’t been kissed in months. My hands seemed to move with their own free will and of course listening to her sounds and breathing, I knew was moving in the right direction.

Cupping her satin covered firm breast felt more than erotic and sexual, it was a chance to regain my physical love with a woman, and I wasted little time. Breaking our kiss, I slid her robe from her shoulders and turned then slid to the floor between her legs.

“We will make love and fuck but for now, there is something I need Jane.” I knelt between her legs and slid my hands up her legs and underneath the satin of her shorts. Even before my hands came close to her pussy, I could feel the heat from her.

Jane arched her hips slightly as my fingers gently slid under the waistband of the shorts and slid them down revealing the prize which was mine for at least the evening.

The fact that I always enjoyed the scent, the taste, and the essence of a woman would be a remarkable understatement, but as I slowly slipped Jane’s shorts and panties down her legs and slowly caress her skin as I moved back up her thighs, enjoying the softness, and the taste of her skin was something that rekindled the sexual desire and drive in me.

But as I moved my nose from her entrance upwards and opened her deliciously, wet outer lips, I extended my tongue and for the first time in my entire life tasted a woman other than Amy.

What ignited my passion even more was how comfortable Jane seemed with me. Not only had she lewdly spread her legs open inviting me to enjoy her most intimate self, but she leaned forward running her fingers through my hair and no longer with a gentle touch she pulled my head as close to her body as possible.

I wasn’t soft and sweet. I was, however, kind. I was extremely sexual and passionate when I closed my mouth over top of her clit. As I gently flicked her shaking, nub up more importantly, I swirled it with my tongue and before closing my lips on it, I flicked it down, hearing her reaction as she cooed, and begged for more.

Bringing Jane to her first orgasm of the evening by simply sliding my index finger into her surprisingly very tight pussy well at the same time, making love to her clit, was exhilarating for me as it was for her.

My hard on was throbbing now stretching and aching against the material of my boxers was something I noticed, and then decided I needed to act upon once Jane calmed down from her squealing orgasm.

I carefully stood and buttoned my dress shirt and pulled it from my body off, I removed my undershirt, all the while my eyes never leaving hers as they were locked together in unison as one. I watched as I continued stripping in front of Jane. Her eyes never left mine, but her hands were never emotionless as she continue teasing me, crossing her thighs and her exposed stomach.

As my slacks and boxers hit the floor, pooling at my feet, I stepped from them and moved forward brushing the head of my cock up and down her pussy, teasing her opening.

“Dammit Nick don’t tease me anymore!” Jane exhaled and her hand moved forward covering mine as she pressed my cock to her entrance.

“Go slow and give me time to adjust.”

And as she spoke those words I carefully leaned forward, arching my hips, and felt the amazing and blissful feeling of my cock sliding inside the tightest woman I have ever been with.

Jane threw her head back but reached forward for me, wrapping her arms around me, then slowly pulled me deep inside her waiting pussy. I paused with half of my cock filling her, I bet down, my lips connecting with hers in a heated and very sexual kiss.

Now, I realized that I had not made love to a woman in the last nineteen months, I certainly would not live up to any given expectation of being the best lover, but I wanted to do as much as I could to give Jane a special evening.

I focused on Jane and loving her as much as possible. I focused on the general touch of her skin, the caress of her hips, but then as I moved and was caressing her, still camisole covered breasts, this really pushed her over the edge. She wrapped her legs around me and locked her ankles, one on top of the other, not letting me go.

I held my breath and thought of the most non-sexual images as I could, staving off my lending orgasm. But then that same feeling from earlier in the day, I felt the tingling in my balls as they curled close to my body and emptied as I filled Jane’s hopefully protected womb with all I had.

Once we came down from our intense and impromptu fucking on her living room couch and she unwrapped her legs from around me, I stood not wanting to sit on her couch and create even more of a mess, I bent down and took her in my arms, lifting her easily.

“Shall we find your bedroom? Or maybe a shower then have some dinner? I asked as she wrapped her arms around me. Kissing my cheek.

She smiled and winked. “I think a shower and some dinner might be in store for us and then we consider some more quiet time.”

And with that, I carried Jane up the stairs to her second floor master bedroom, where we enjoyed an extremely loving and sexy shower.

After our shower, we sat very casually, her and her robe and me and my T-shirt. We enjoyed a dinner that she had prepared only needing to be reheated then, instead of adjourning back to the living room for another scotch, we carried our fresh glasses of scotch up to the bedroom.

After we made love a second time, Jane curled up on my left side, resting her head on my chest and slipped off to sleep, wrapped in my arms.

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