chapter 7 - finding love

She took my hand," If you love someone, it's not perversion but longing and nostalgia for contact. This is what I want with you. Furthermore, I'll show you what a pervert is as soon as we get home.

I looked at her with a question. " Share ? "

" You'll be the girl of my dreams. I'll walk around naked and be ready all night and all day... unless I expect to have visitors. I want to be your sex object."

I laugh:" In my career as a manager and executive, I've done everything I can to not treat women as sex objects. You will work against forty years of conditions. Otherwise, I will do my best to treat you accordingly. What would you do if I came across your existing body? " Edie smiled, "Kneel and spread my legs so you can do whatever you want with me."

"Edie, I love you more than a sex object."

“I have to hope so, but we're going to have a lot of fun with the sexual part of our relationship. I don't know about your marriage to Diane but you said it was a slow end. Guess you did. “I haven't had sex with anyone since Harry died… until tonight and you. You awakened every strong urge inside of me and suddenly the rest of my teenage hormones told me I had to make up for the lost time. We just had the best sex of my life! ".

I laughed because Edie was right. I can't remember the last time Diane and I had sex, and we probably haven't had sex either. Once she was diagnosed she was Her libido died long before the rest of her

I said, "Another confession. Long before Diane passed away, I became a fan of adult videos and online pornography. I have a fairly active sex drive if I allow it to run wild. “

“ Please,” Edie urged with a smile. “Not that I like porn these days, but I wanted to see what was up. I want to see what my opponent is. I also have a fairly active sex drive, but the way I deal with it is in the drawer on my nightstand, especially the girls' selection of toys that can be very stimulating and produce orgasms. See what our active libidos can put together. I guess we don't have any secrets now.

Edie raised one hand slightly above the table. " I haven't yet. Let me think about telling you. When I started researching boys after high school, I probably discovered a way to get thrills for less money. I would have come into contact with it by accident. Today I guess you will say that I will flash them. I have hiccups in my wardrobe, otherwise I'd sit a little weird and forget about modesty. Some classmates and some teachers were well rewarded. "

I laughed:" So, are you a showrunner? "

" More than that, with each passing year since that time. Think about the mindset a model should have. She will expose herself to the public. She plans it, dresses it, makes up for it, trains for it, then executes it. Whether she's dressed up or naked, that's showy.

"Most of my photos online are from my fashion work, but there are thousands of nude photos still buried in the profiles of different photographers. Some, I know, quite erotic ... and some others purely erotic. I have a lot ; One day, I will share them with you.

I asked, "How does this happen, and yet you are so natural and pure in most of your other work?"

Edie laughs, "Before I met Harry, I was a wild bitch, even." I was a model in college, and that's when I did a lot of my pornography. I also made up for a serious social life in high school. I'm very pretty, better than the boys in my high school class, so I don't get asked many questions. In college, I discovered that having sex can help fix this problem. If I have sex, I will be asked. I wanted to date a lot of dates, so I had a lot of sex. She giggled.

She continued: “When we first met, Harry was a junior consultant for a large company. They teach her how to value a business and then make changes that could save her millions of customers. In my case, Harry knocked me down and set me on a better and more pragmatic path. I continued to model, but after we started dating, I started paying more attention to the whole modeling business, photography, fashion, etc. Then we got married and I got pregnant. It really started my transition into the business side of modeling. "

" So you've given up on the cold side of things? "I pose with a smile.

" Yes, roughly thirty years ago. Part of it has to do with suppressing my sexual desires and ego, or more specifically, redirecting them. Part of my job is training models. The main trait I look for when interviewing them is showiness; How willing are they to wear or do outrageous things in front of an audience? "

We went back to Edie's bed after our late dinner, and somehow I told him the answer and we had sex for the fourth time before cuddling and sinking in." I think I just hit my personal best

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I hardly sleep. Jim is sleeping next to me, but after a nap I wake up in his arms and just lie there, lounging in the comfort and love I feel from him and beaming at him. that. I usually close my eyes, but my brain is running fantasies about Jim and me, and most of them are sexual and romantic.

We had another long love affair before we turned off the lights and went to sleep. I love looking at his naked body and I know he loves me; he told me time and time again. I love being robbed by this man. Plus, he has stamina and endurance. I was amazed that I didn't develop painful vaginas from her fingers, oral sex and our lovemaking in every position of the Kama Sutra. Plus, I kept running from passion before dinner and after our dinner, at least until, for part of our playtime, Jim pounced on me and licked part of the hole. my leak.

I want to let go of Jim, be a sexual "wild girl" again, or whatever he wants. I told him I would walk around naked for him, and I still wanted to. I really want him to take me when he wants to. If he's interested, I want to be immediately available to fuck and show him how much I want to be with him in any way I can. As much as possible if my body attracts him to something erotic.

As I lay there, held loosely in his arms, I reached my bottom with both hands and masturbated to another orgasm. I think I've had more orgasms in the last nine hours than in the past three years.

When Harry died, I gave up sex. I'm suddenly a grown woman, and in my mind, older single women don't have sex. I stopped everything for a while, but ended up buying a dildo and vibrator online and then using it well.

Jim has awakened every latent sexual desire in every part of my body. I want to be submerged in his semen. I want him to make love over and over on my body. I want to engage him by doing things in front of him that can excite him to the next level. I want him to want me more than anything in the world.

My orgasm makes me sleepy and I drift off again. I woke up again to the morning sunlight creeping into the room around the curtains. I get under the bed, even under the bed sheet. I took Jim's dick in my hand and gently shoved his dick into my mouth. He clung to our sex the night before, and I love that fact.

I suckled and ran my tongue around her sensitive head. I cradled his two balls in my hands and stroked all over the area, strongly stimulating my new lover. I wonder if he's recovered enough to have sex again.

The day before, he complained about his “limitations” as an elderly man. Damn, if he's "limited", how can he make love to me 4 times and give me more than a dozen orgasms. At one point, he simply touched one of my biological origin zones and I came. My nipples remind me that they have a direct connection to my clitoris. He sucked once and the other side spasmed in orgasm.

I felt Jim's tree stiffen in my hand. Oh it's very good. Even though he can't ejaculate, he'll probably be hard enough for me to ride him into one of my own orgasms.

Suddenly, the cloth covering her bottom and I was sucking on her shaft was thrown aside. I smiled at him with his cock in my mouth. He smiled back at me and my heart ached with love again.

"Anytime you want to wake me up to do what you're doing, you have my permission. You give me the best levels I've ever had, not that I've had a lot, be careful."

Jim stings a little in my mouth; I think he did it on purpose. I kept working until he was a hard man meat stick. I move around and ride it in a traditional cowgirl. I just came back after entering my body. I fell in his arms and we kissed with so much love and passion. I like to press my chest against his. Just thinking about him makes my nipples hard, and I know he can feel them.

If I want a Minute Man, it's not Jim. We fucked and fuck and fuck. I think I had sex for the first time in the morning about five times earlier in my life. Harry was not in the morning. All five times were before we met. If that was the case, I would wake up every morning to do this. Oh, my God, another orgasm tore me apart in the most beautiful way.

Finally, after many changes of position, Jim hit me on the mattress, then when I climaxed, he shot my dick inside his. I thank God that I'm past menopause and not pregnant. If there was ever a charge going to happen, it was there.

We kissed like the starry lovers we had; stronger and our lips will bleed. We both said 'I love you' and gasped as we kissed more. In the end, we held our breath and just looked at each other, absorbing every detail of every pore and every difference in our appearance.

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I have never woken up to a sucker licking my dick. Edie touched me in every appropriate way to get me to have sex. She was under the covers and I wanted to look at her and see what she was doing. I recall that men are images. I returned the cloth covering my and Edie's bottoms. She smiled at me with my cock deep in her mouth.

Soon after, we fell in love, and I actually got back together with her. I set the record for frequency. I remember calling my doctor to get some prescriptions that would make me agonized and anxious going on 24 hours a day.

I cuddled Edie all night. I was thinking about waking her up for sex, but I'm not sure if I could play after the party and the night before I went on four dates with her. The mind is ready, but the body is weak.

I also dreamed of her. We went to an island and it was warm and cozy. We make love 24/7 and never wear clothes. Oddly enough, Bruce and Mindy, Rita and Hank were all there. They even watch and comment on the perfect couple we have.

After entering Edie's interior for the fifth time in 24 hours, we gasped. I asked her, “You can't get pregnant can you?

Edie laughed, "No. Long after this stage in life. If I could, we'd have sextuplets based on your wonderful gifts inside my fat little body."

"Guess I should clean for you."