Journal of a Journey - Book 68

Suzanna will soon be starting an adult-education class at a nearby county college. We talked about what class she might want to take and one thing we both seized on was that she would truly benefit from a digital-photography class. While we both appreciate that this will probably be a pretty sedate class and contrary to our fantasy of maybe being some sort of 'adult photography project' with maybe some nude photography, we both recognise that this is NOT very likely.

What we did agree on was an appreciation of the class being at the county-college level and not just an Adult-ed class run out of a local high school. The class is two nights a week starting in a couple of weeks time and she's already said she's looking forward to being back on a college campus although she's not expecting to find 'the one' in the photography class but, rather, is hoping it might be an environment where she could find someone. We both understand that going to night-classes will be with more adults rather than late-teens/early-20's.


Last night Susanna went out after work with Tony and, boy, was it absolutely worth the waiting for her to get home. Oh my god, do I miss feeling her in my arms again after she's been with another guy? She told me only a few of the details and promised more in the coming days but what she shared surely fuelled my fire last night that culminated with me adding a 3rd load of cum to her pussy; mine after 2 of Tony's.

She still had her underwear on when she got home and the gusset of her panties was quite wet and warm. She told me that they fucked after work in that same park where she used to let Dan do her. She shared that she felt very wicked and sexy having a few drinks with co-workers when they went to the bar and feeling Tony's cum in her. It was close to 8pm when she left and a few minutes later Tony followed. She told me they kissed and she could feel he was still hard and she said she offered him another quickie which he didn't turn down. She was still quite wet, warm and a bit 'used' when she came home and she eagerly allowed me to spend as long as I wanted licking and soothing her used pussy. I loved being able to tell when I'd made her cum; I could taste a sudden sweetness in the tart mixture that was still in her.

She welcomed me to have her bare and, wow, was I ever so aware of just how awesome she felt when I finally took my turn with her. We didn't talk very much but she did look up at me and told me that I should enjoy how she feels. It was rather obvious that I was!

After I'd cum in her and we'd lay together sharing our post-fuck bliss, I slid off of her and she smiled at me and pulled her knees back and asked me if I wanted to 'clean up this mess?'. I didn't need to be asked twice!

She did not tell Tony that I'd picked out her clothes but she did tell me that he'd complimented her several times about how sexy she looked. He loved feeling the straps on her garter while they kissed and she said he was so eager to push her skirt up and reveal her panties. I grinned when she said that she raised her butt to let him take the skirt off rather than get it all wrinkled and then he unbuttoned her top and she did that thing where she can slip off her bra without taking off her shirt. She said she loved feeling so naked and sexy 'even though it was just Tony'.

I asked her if it turned her on that she was fucking her co-worker and she said that it did make her feel kind of almost wicked at work sometimes when she'd stare at him across the room and think of him fucking her but she emphasized that he has always been the gentleman and she giggled that she reminded him that as long as they kept it discrete that he could have fun with her from time to time.

She said she enjoyed it immensely when unclipped her stockings and then slipped off her panties and left the garter belt in place. She said she let him stare and look at her all he wanted until all of a sudden he leaned forward and started to lick at her pussy and she made a point of telling me that he'd made her cum while he licked her. I knew in my head that sort of signified that she was really comfortable with him to let herself go while he'd be doing that. In a way I'm glad that she won't consider Tony for her next boyfriend (he wouldn't do it anyway) as I figure she could really fall for him if he wanted.

That was all I could think about when she told me last night, especially at the end when I was gently licking at her very wet and swollen pussy.


This morning she confessed she's feeling a bit tender.

Maybe it's in my head but it feels like I've been looking at her differently today and without even thinking about it, I know I'm more attentive and closer to her, holding her hand in the kitchen and gently caressing her shoulders at other times.

One thing is for sure, I love how she is in general when she's been out with another guy. I'm sure it's imagination but she just seems to exude self-confidence in how she walks and carries herself to how she is body-language-wise. When I undressed her last night when she got home, it was just the way she lay there, holding her chest out and sexily parting her legs to let me see her wetness. When I felt her sweet pussy simply open to accept my cock, it was just incredible. I gently rubbed the head of my cock between her pussy lips and they just spread like a flower.

I will never lose the arousal I feel looking down at her at that moment, seeing all of her and knowing her lover had all of her before me, but it is surpassed by the feeling of her pussy gently and effortlessly opening to accept my cock. I've long spoken of that almost ring of muscle guarding her most intimate place and how it needs to be coaxed open. Not so last night, I slid into her with no resistance and just the faintest squishing sound as she eagerly pulled her legs back to share more of herself with me.


Suzanna wound up spending time at her parent’s house yesterday with her sister and by the time she got home all thoughts of fun for the evening were dashed but she did smile and say that maybe we'd make up for it later tonight.

We didn't talk about it, not sure if with all of this newfound openness whether I'm supposed to always tell her the thoughts in my mind. She was quite animated in bed on Friday night and despite her earlier fun, she was quite receptive to a spirited time in bed with me. At the end she screamed and moaned in delight when she'd had a huge orgasm and then felt me let go inside her, again her eyes closed and her body shuddered as she had this intense orgasm wash over her that always seems to bring her almost to the brink of unconsciousness.

I've been so much more aware of that since coming out and accepting my desires. I could feel her body tremble and I could feel her pussy go from spasming tightly around my cock one second to her whole body turning to jello in the next with her back arching as each thrust from my softening cock makes her writhe beneath me. Even when her eyes open, I can see she's elsewhere in pleasure. It's an amazing few moments as my peak pleasure has passed and I am totally enthralled with how she feels as I ride out the end of my own orgasm.

As I said, at those times the thought is always there, that it turned me on to think of her only feeling that wave of orgasm with her lover. I still can't explain it but the thought of her giving and sharing that moment with her lover is something that just turns me on incredibly.


Things have been a bit calmer than usual since this past weekend because Suzanna's parents are again having some issues stemming from her ***'s stroke and his continuing decline. She's been a bit preoccupied these past few days with those issues.

She did come to me last night and said that while she wasn't feeling particularly sexy (which is an obvious sign her mind is elsewhere) she did want to still share last night with me and want to be there and watch and participate while I masturbated for her.

We weren't nearly as talkative as in the recent past and I know she was there more because she wanted me to get off rather than that she was horny herself. Nonetheless, once I slid off my boxers and she watched me start to stroke, she did come around a bit.

We talked and at several points she asked me about how it made me feel when I was using condoms with her last year. I suspect she may have gone back to asking about something that she knew would turn me on and be a good arousing subject so I answered her as I always have; I told her how horny it made me to think of when she may come to me and ask me that.

I told her again how I hoped we'd have a bit of a 'ceremony' of sorts and she giggled that would be a fun idea. I told her how it turned me on to think about her telling me to enjoy feeling her bare 'for the last time' and how I would struggle to hold off my orgasm as long as I can knowing what it would mean. She seemed to be turned on herself by what I was saying.

It was when she started to tell me how much it turned her on to see me cum or to see my cum in the end of the condom and for her to know that it was her wish to not have it deposited in her, well, that whole conversation just really got to me and, sure enough, partway through it I moaned and let loose.

At the end she again told me how wonderful it was that I was able to talk to her so easily and she said that it meant a lot to her that I would agree to her wishes, She giggled and said, "I guess it's good that it turns you on like it does".

After she kissed me, she did her usual and pushed all of my cum into one puddle that she slowly shared with me off her fingers.


Her parents are keeping her quite preoccupied. I'd thought we were going to have some fun last night as while Wednesday night was good for me, I surely knew she was undoubtedly getting horny herself. Those hopes turned out to be partially true.

She'd gone over to her parents and had planned to come home and celebrate Friday night but when 9pm turned into 10pm and then to 10:30pm before she got home I knew that it wasn't likely. What did surprise me was that she actually asked me if I'd lick her and make her cum orally. As if she needed to ask! Even though I was horny, I held out hope that when I'd gotten her worked up that she'd want me to get inside her.

Well, horny is putting it lightly, it seemed that once I got started on her that she really let me go. I knew she'd cum a few smaller times and something just told me she needed to really let go. I worked my fingers into her and she really responded when I put two and then three fingers deep into her. Her wetness began to seep all over my fingers and running down to her butt. When my fingers weren't spreading her, my tongue was as deep in her as I could feeling her pussy contract and quiver as I licked at it.

When I really got her worked up she put her hands on the back of my head and almost guided me to what she needed. I loved doing it for her and. sure enough, just a few moments later she arched her back and let loose with an orgasm that seemed to shake her whole body and make her moan over and over. There was no doubt she'd cum as her pussy suddenly gushed with wetness that almost overwhelmed me for a second. She held my head as she rocked back and forth and side to side. I was beginning to get concerned about breathing when I finally felt her passion peak and then she seemed to just go limp under me almost unconscious it seemed.

Thing was, when I moved up next to her and hugged her hoping she'd spread her legs for me to have a turn, she looked at me and asked me if I was okay if I masturbated instead as she said she just didn't have the energy for me. I was hesitant at first but then she told me she wanted to watch and as horny as I was by then, I was okay with it as a consolation prize. She didn't tease me much but did tell me how much she liked watching me and how much it turned her on to watch me cum.

I didn't say much back, she murmured that she loved me and that she felt good with me. A part of me figured she wanted the closeness, probably because she was kind of upset about her *** so instead of laying on the cuck stuff, I told her something about being excited about her looking for a new boyfriend, but really, I just lay back and pretty much just let her watch me. A few minutes later she knew I was close and as I started to hit the edge she whispered that she loved me and she gently touched my arm and said she wanted to see me cum.

I willingly obliged her! I arched my own back up and I let myself get into 2 days of horniness and the excitement of tasting and knowing I'd satisfied her. Yes, of course cuck thoughts abounded inside me including the flash of that being all we might share at some point and hearing her say how she loved to see me cum. I let go and spurted rope after rope of cum onto my chest and stomach. She moaned deeply and whispered how that turned her on to watch me as I pulled out the last few drops before I let go and lay back against the pillow.

She surprised me by, instead of scooping up my cum, she instead leaned down and licked a lot of it into her mouth and then came up and snowballed with me. I loved it, it was something we hadn't done in such a long time and it was just a really close moment for us as I know we looked into each other's eyes as we played tongue tag and shared my cum.


She surprised me again by telling me earlier today that later tonight, with our ******** away for the weekend visiting her brother at college that we could light a fire, have some wine and she said I could have her later tonight. What surprised me is that sitting here right now typing this, I'm already hard thinking about later.


I've been thinking about her next lover since whether our denial will extend into when she is with him here at our house and whether he'll be made aware of my limitations. I think the question that goes through my head is how I will feel or what we'll say or do when I don't take my turn with Suzanna, etc. Of course, the reality is going to be that I am quite sure that he will know and understand a bit more about our relationship before we ever reach the point where he's here in our house but it's something that I've had to think about; how it will be and the answer can really only be that it will be a time of intense angst and arousal for me.

I'm confident to say that I'll be masturbating quite often!

It's rather interesting that I'm able to think a bit more clearly about things and not feel quite so anxious or uneasy about them. As Suzanna has said, I now sort of see and understand, that when the time comes that we're ready for next steps, that it'll also be something that we'll have talked about coming up to it.

That same feeling has also given rise to a thought I've had lately. If Suzanna wasn't quite so preoccupied on her parents as well as being semi-focused her photography class starting next week, then I'll maybe mention this to her. I'll likely wait on but it’s in my head so I may as well write it here as sort of 'evidence' when it started.


I sometimes think I'm alone here with my thoughts and what I seem to enjoy feeling (or rather, not feeling!) is the thought about using condoms with her. At the moment it's unfulfilling to me knowing she isn't seeing anyone else now so I know that my arousal of using condoms with her isn't just about not cumming in her but it's most definitely, in my head, knowing that by doing so only her lover is.

I think she knows that and understands that about me. For her, I believe that in a way, she would enjoy it if I would use them with her because I think it would in some ways signal her mentally to be more aggressive about finding a boyfriend, at least that's my impression. At the same time she has most definitely told me that she enjoys sex and would miss not feeling 'someone's cum' in her. She's been quite candid at times in the past that after enjoying that for 37 years ... the last 30 with me!

I know I enjoyed the strangest sense of fulfilment using condoms with her last year. Strangely satisfying to me in a really deep seated way, very different from the feelings after masturbating. In a way, this satisfaction is at odds with a thought I've had lately.

I will say that the one thing I really did miss was feeling her pussy bare. Of course I could feel the warmth and how wet and open she was with the condom but I did so miss the feeling of the silkiness of her pussy, the smooth sensual friction lubricated by cum deep inside her. So my thought is whether she'd perhaps be okay with me having her bare but not cumming in her, either pulling out or putting on a condom to finish. My brain is fixated on how erotic and aroused I'd feel if after a few days (weeks?) she offers me the opportunity to feel her bare again but she admonishes me and tells me to not cum in her.

It's just a thought I'm having for now. In the past I don't think I thought she would enjoy that sort of thing but now, feeling more open and seeing her almost taking more control at times, maybe in the future if I suggest something like that, it'd be something she might go for or maybe consider 'offering me' at times.


She's on the phone with her sister and has actually asked me for some time on the computer alone so she can write to her pen-pal. So while I'm waiting for her to get off I thought I'd ponder some recurring thoughts.

I could see at some point if she was truly infatuated with her boyfriend that perhaps she'd deny me seeing her but again, from what she's said and certainly how I believe she would hopefully be, this would be something that won't be a surprise when it happens. I mean it will be hard for her to hide her increasing desires with him and perhaps a corresponding decrease with me.

It was fun picking out clothes and underwear for her so in a way I hope that continues, that was more fun than I'd imagined it would be, especially to see her hold the panties or bra against her and 'model' them for me in front of the mirror as if to see what would look best. It was a fun sharing that more openly than I think we've ever done so before.

I know it will seem crazy but I do miss feeling the angst of knowing what she is doing and how her feelings and desires are changing. Yet, at the same time, we talk quite clearly and openly so much that I have to sometimes ask whether it will carry into reality. Will she come to me and tell me she's feeling more for her boyfriend as her desires develop and she does more with him?

Anyway, it sounds like she's getting off the phone now so I'm going to end this entry here and give her some time.


Last night Suzanna was home again and not running out to her parents. Things are slowly getting settled there, they're seeing a lawyer sometime in the next few days and also talking to a real estate agent on selling the house.

She told me earlier last night that she didn't think she was feeling very sexy last night and even apologized that she's been a bit preoccupied lately and that even she realizes that she's suppressing some of her other desires and needs right now. However, when the time came for us to lock our bedroom door she seemed to be in a different mood and was actually quite playful. She stripped down to her bra and panties and was quite sexy as she lay next to me and encouraged me to get started.

I won't go into all of the specifics as most of it continued on the same path as prior weeks. I will say for myself that I really have relaxed a lot about everything and that I find it much much easier to talk to her. The pattern really has emerged that she (and I) seem to both get very turned on talking about the future when she'll have a boyfriend again. It really has become a time when we feel very close together and can tease and fantasize about it together. She seems to very much enjoy hearing how turned on I get thinking about her and her next lover and the things I'm envisioning them doing together.

We talked and teased about whether she could have her lover come to our house and whether he would possibly stay overnight. She was all smiles and moans as I told her that I expected it to happen eventually and she let out an even bigger moan when I told her that I'd already considered that they might want our room. She really cuddled up next to me when I said that and I noticed that she'd somehow undone her bra when I felt her nipples rubbing against my arm.

As we talked she put her hand on mine as I stroked my cock and she told me how sexy I looked and how she loved watching me. She then leaned in and teased me as she whispered in my ear, "will you be okay if this is all you get for a while?”

Wow, did that really rock me and I moaned back, "what do you mean?" as I frantically stroked my cock.

She moaned back and said something like, "... well, baby, you know that if things are really good, that we talked about giving all of me to him..." She almost immediately added, "... it'd just be for a little while baby, if it really gets intense .... " and she again cooed in my ear, "... baby, we'll talk about it when I feel it .... I wouldn't do anything you don't want me to." Then she said in this really sexy voice, "does it turn you on to think about that .... me being so into it?"

I couldn't hide my arousal and with my mind racing at what she'd said I also knew my cock was rock-hard and that she could see it. As I said, it's been easier to open up with my thoughts even if they are perhaps, in a way, more fantasy than real expectations. Unlike in the past where I felt it hard to talk, this time it was much easier to talk to her and I told her quite candidly that it turned me on incredibly to think of her essentially giving her body to her lover.

She encouraged me to talk more and it seemed she was very interested in how I felt about sharing and then possibly another man having her exclusively. I told her as I've said here many times, that it turned me on that the most intimate part of her would be withheld from me and that if that happened, that knowing what she'll be doing with him was exciting for me to think about. Obviously not in those words but that's the gist of it. She cooed in my ear how sexy she felt thinking about it herself that she might have such an intense experience with her lover. I looked at her and said, "that's what you wanted, right?”

She smiled so incredibly as I said that to her and she leaned over and kissed me and said she loved me and that she was so lucky.....

I thought we were going to continue on that line of teasing and my brain was working overtime already - when she suddenly (to me at least when I realized it) changed subjects. She started to tell me that she was getting excited about 'going back to school' next week and how she hoped she'd meet or see some hunky guys and such.

I was just changing over my thoughts to that direction when she held my hand and said, "there's something I wanted to ask you baby...". A second later she said that she wanted to know what I thought about her not wearing her wedding rings when she's going to her photography class or if she does anything else at school.

My god did I groan in response to what she said. I think she thought I was upset because she immediately said, "... never mind, it was a crazy thought."

I had to almost interrupt her by saying, "tell me more about it" (again, calmly). She leaned back and said in this somewhat hesitant voice that she was thinking that it might be easier to meet guys if she didn't have her rings on.

It was a weird moment, me lying there stroking my cock and now having a bit of a serious conversation with her. I turned to her and just asked ,"I thought you wanted your next boyfriend to know about me and us?”

She smiled and said she did but that she also didn't want to 'scare them off' if she had her rings on. She promised that when she 'caught' someone she would tell whoever it is about us. She looked at me and said, "how could he ever come here if he doesn't know about you?". I felt her grip on my hand tighten as she said that as if she wanted to make sure I understood what she was saying.

I was horny and to be honest, at that moment all I wanted to do was literally ask myself, "that sounds good, now can I finish jerking off?" as what she said was what I'd wanted her to say to make me feel okay about it.

Instead of saying that I turned to her and simply said, "I love you .... I'm sure that'll be okay" and then a moment later told her, "... it'll be like the last time you went away and left them home, it turned me on seeing them there knowing what it meant....".

We drifted into a bit of a bit of reminiscing. She started to think back to how she'd felt when she'd been away from me and she told me again how incredible it felt to truly be with another guy for so long and to share so much. I told her that it turned me on when she'd been away and that when I saw her rings that it always made me think of what she was doing. She leaned over towards me and started to coo in my ear about how she hoped she could find a new boyfriend who'd make her feel that way again. I felt her moving as she lay next to me whispering to me and when I glanced over out of the corner of my eye I saw she had one hand in her panties, obviously masturbating herself.

I lay back and let myself go and I told her that I also thought about how it must signify to her when she takes off her rings that she is a free-woman able to look around and find other guys. She moaned in response that it turned her on too and that she hoped it'd let her feel more free to enjoy the class as well as the guys. I laughed and said something about a 'cougar attack' which made her punch me in the shoulder.

I was still rock hard when she got up on one elbow next to me and said, "come on baby, let me see you cum already!" She leaned over and started to whisper all sorts of stuff to me; she told me how sexy it was that I could talk to her so easily now and how wonderful it made her feel. Then she started to tell me more and it started to get to me, she told me how she couldn't wait to 'feel another man inside me' and, picking up on my earlier comments, she told me how sexy it made her feel to think about 'giving my body to another man'. She kept going but she didn't need to as to be honest, other than hearing her tell me that she hoped, "... you'll take my rings off just like how you'll help me pick out my clothes....”

It felt like I had a tornado of thoughts in my head and hearing her just kept pushing me and I knew she could tell I was close. To be honest, just as I was about to cum, the only thought and vision I had in my head was seeing her bare pussy and knowing that it wasn't for me. Such a simple thought knowing she was watching me was enough to cause me to explode.

I do love to masturbate for her and last night was no different. I loved feeling my cock so friggin' hard and to know her eyes were glued to it as I let go and felt spurt after spurt go all over. As I felt my own peak passing I became very aware of her movement next to me and a second later to hearing her breathing get very deep and then I heard her moan, softly but not quickly. I could feel the movement of her hand and fingers still in her pussy and could feel them get more intense as she moaned more loudly and then both her movements and sounds quieted down until she was just breathing heavy next to me.


She still hasn't told me much about her pen-pal but she has hinted that there's more than one. It wouldn't surprise me if she's taking cues from him regarding stuff like this. Whether it's at his urging or just hers, I just know that she wants me to feel comfortable talking and teasing about this stuff and has again continued to insist that whatever happens whenever it does, that she doesn't think I'll have a problem with it nor will I be surprised by it.

I'm not completely sure where the line is for her in terms of what she truly wants versus what she's maybe being encouraged-into or put-up-to by her pen-pal(s). I do know that she feels much more comfortable in exploring these possibilities with her as last night isn't the first time she's mentioned and joked about my right-hand. Is it weird to say that I don't have the same feelings about this now as I used to?

I told her that I am still horny tonight but Suzanna said she wasn't and that I should go and have some fun myself and then come back and watch some more TV with her. She giggled as I walked out of the room and told me to 'have fun'.


I've said for a while now, maybe this time with her not having a boyfriend has been good for us both. I know I've had time back in the alpha-seat and that it's something that we were able to go back to without much distress. For her, I think she may feel more awareness of what I'm thinking and in her own way (I hope) will play it up more for me knowing how it makes me feel. I just feel much more connected to her and I suppose it'll be another thing we'll deal with when we get to it.

At times I feel like she can read my mind and that we're much more in sync. I figured we were going to have our fun on Saturday night and let her have Mothers Day to do what she wanted and I was right.

What really surprised me was when she asked me to take as long as I can before I cum and that she wanted me to really fuck her good. I loved making her cum but she kept on telling me that I should wait and not cum in her right away. She moved from position to position wanting me to make her cum each time and each time telling me not to cum. It was awesome fun at first, she was totally uninhibited, but soon, wow, I was getting so horny. It wasn't that long before I felt like I was about to beg her to let me cum, especially when she got on her back and pulled her legs wide apart. She seemed insatiable for a bit there loving me pounding away at her.

I don't know how I lasted as long as I did; it seemed like slow motion at some points just feeling her cum and go from wave to wave riding one orgasm after another. Finally though I heard her tell me it was my turn and that was it, I think I lasted maybe another 30 seconds before I let go like crazy in her. She squealed as she felt me throb in her and then, I kept on fucking her just as I finished cumming and sure enough, a moment later I felt her whole body tense up and heard this hoarse moan as she trembled beneath me as she let herself cum one last intense time. I kept it up, taking her down gently as I fucked her until I softened and then we just lay together.

Feeling her cum like that as I came in her, I can't really describe how awesome it was to feel her let herself go at that moment and to just let her body respond. As I held her and kissed I told her that I really wanted her to feel that again with another guy.

She snuggled herself back against me spooning closer and she whispered that she loved me too. It wasn't past midnight yet but I told her Happy Mother's Day and she pulled my arms around her and pulled me tight to her.


Last night she said she would leave it up to me if I wanted to masturbate for her before bed. She said she wasn't going to be 'getting into it' with me as she wanted to feel a bit horny and on-edge today and tonight.

It's going to be her first time at night school and she did ask me if I wanted to pick out her clothes with her this morning. I joked if she was going to surprise someone tonight and she said no but that she thought it might be a nice thing and that she'd feel sexy knowing that I picked out what she was wearing.

I kept it on the sedate side but I did pick out an light-green coloured bra she has that is a bit low-cut revealing the tops of her breasts and more if she leans over, but she put a top on that buttoned up higher than that so she could appear like she's dressed properly for work. Then without hesitation she said, "I'll unbutton one more if there are any cuties in class".

The panties that match the bra are also a bit more high-cut and a little more 'fitted' if you will, revealing a very nice camel-toe. She was all smiles when she pulled her pants on over them and I thought that the light green colour looked nice if she happened to bend over and let someone see her panties above the waistband from behind.

Not all that much to share other than me asking her if this was going to be a regular thing while she's in class, that she won't have fun with me sometimes. She giggled and said, "no, just this time."

There was this playfulness in her voice and I told her so. She smiled when I said that and I think we both recognized that what she needs is to find another guy to have some fun with. We didn't say it to each other but there was something that I know made me feel that at that moment.

Last night she snuggled up next to me in her night-shirt and panties and told me she loved me and then started to tell me how horny it made her to watch me jerk-off. She said she loved lying against me as I cum and being able to feel how I feel when I cum.

As I lay there stroking my cock I heard her say these thoughts entered my head and I just seemed like the right moment to say them out loud,- something I'd never have done in the past; I told her that it turned me on that she'd feel another guy cum too.

My god did she moan softly next to me and snuggle up next to me even closer as I said that, and a moment later she said softly, "me too" which really turned me on.

She didn't push or even really say anything more other than gentle moans as she knew I was getting closer. She moved up onto her elbow as I started to breathe more deeply and it turned me on that she knew I was going to cum soon just from how I sounded. I don't know that I'll ever tire of lying there stroking my cock knowing she is eagerly watching me. Sometimes I'll feel her touch my arm or my shoulder or my stomach and that really turns me on knowing she's so into it.

Last night was no different, she kind of moved and touched me more as I got closer. Just as I was about to cum she started to tell me, "come on baby, let me see you cum" and stuff like that and that was it for me. I felt my body go tense and then it was just pleasure as I let it fly. She moaned as I came and that turned me on even more. A moment later I was done and I felt her hand on mine as I took the last few strokes. I let go and she gently picked up my now deflating cock and she was the one who reached down and ran her thumb all the way up to draw out the last of my cum; I felt such a surge, almost an orgasm, flow across me as she did that. As she put my cock down again she leaned down and kissed me and said, "that was soooo sexy ... " and when I'd calmed down she leaned back up on her elbow and added, "... how much you came ... I love seeing that."

She reached out her hand and dipped a finger and, crazy lady, started to spell out her name on my stomach and then giggling a minute later as it dried into almost whitish ink with her laughing. She scooped up the rest and we shared it as we kissed after which she got up and got me a washcloth to clean up with. I loved seeing her perky butt under her night-shirt and at that moment I realized that she'd never done anything sexual herself like she'd said she wouldn't.


I remembered that this morning when I was picking out clothes with her. Then she gave me a jolt when she did turn to me before she left and said, "are you okay with me leaving these home?" She held her hand out and showed me her rings.

My god, did I get a hard on as she said that to me and I'm sure she knew it as she smiled when I did. I nodded and then said hoarsely, "yes if that's what you want".

She took the rings off and put them in my hand. I asked her if anyone at work would notice and she said that she'd just say she'd forgotten them but in that moment I think we both knew that she couldn't do this every week or eventually someone at her work, a girlfriend or someone, might notice.

They seemed to almost burn in my hand as I held them but I'm sure that was in my imagination. I know she's right, she has truly forgotten them on occasion in the past, but this time was intentional and I know that when I said yes, that was the answer she wanted and needed to hear to make her go off to work and to class tonight with confidence.

We have a decent camera, a super-zoom hi-megapixel with all the exposure controls that she took with her. I joked with her that if there was a nice guy in class that she could ask him to explain all the other settings other than 'auto'. She smiled, kissed me and said she loved me.

Suzanna said the class looks like it's going to be fun and that she'll definitely learn not only about the camera but also about composition and lighting and that sort of stuff. About the important question, she did say she expected there would be a few cute guys in the class, a mix of young and older guys too.


I'd forgotten she was going to the college in the county where her job is and not in our county (less likely to meet anyone we know) so she didn't get home tonight until after 10pm which is a bit later than she'd hoped to be home by.

It turns out we both had the class schedule wrong, it only meets 1 time a week on Thursdays but she came home quite elated and while nothing happened, it's obvious that being out was good for her, there was just a bit of a tangible uplift in her attitude. She said that the class starts at 7:30 and runs for a couple of hours. Midway they have about a 15-20 minute break and she said she was the target for several of the guys who all seemed to hover around her. I told her the prettiest ones attract the most attention and she blushed saying, nevertheless, she was surprised at all the attention. She said there was one guy who caught her eye, his name is Glenn.


All I can say is that if this is what one night in an adult class does for her, I really want her to continue. She was all aglow Thursday night and that carried through till last night! It's been a long time since I've felt that kind of arousal in her. My god, she was soaking wet with her panties almost stuck to her by the time we got into bed last night. I told her that if this is what just having a bunch of guys hovering around her does that I can't wait till she finds her next boyfriend already! I said perhaps his name might be Glenn.

We fucked in like every position possible. She leaned against the windowsill and thrust her butt towards me and let me slam into her as she braced herself against the window. I felt her cum and cum and cum. She even climbed on top of me for a while and I got to feel her fuck me ; damn she would slam herself down on me, I could feel my cock driving into her each time as she'd moan loudly with her eyes closed. I knew she'd cum again when she slammed down firmly one time and I could feel her start to tremble and I could feel her pussy clenching as she let out the sexiest moan.

In the end I knew that she wanted what I did. She rolled onto her back and I just knelt there looking at her, her pussy gaping open waiting for me to fill it. Just a few years ago she would have cringed at doing that and now she lay back and let me watch her gently spread it further apart and to see her finger bring out some of her wetness and gently rub at her clit. I needed no more encouragement and I finally took my turn. It was exquisite, I seemed to feel every inch of her wet pussy and it seemed to be more intense than usual. Whether it was this one guy she says she made eye contact with or just her feeling the excitement in general, she was really hot. It didn't take long for those feelings to really get to me. I felt her cum again and that finally spurred me to let loose in her. As I came deep in her I started to gently fuck her and I felt it start, I felt her pussy suddenly spasm and saw her head tilt back. I pulled her downward and before I began to get soft I fucked her until she let loose with an incredible, body-shaking orgasm that left her just limp on the bed.

She looked at me with glazed eyes as I gently pulled out of her. I didn't tell her but I swear it felt like she knew that it turned me on that she'll let another guy make her cum like that in the not so distant future.


She’s found that the class she's on is having a week away later this summer. It will be back to Boston for a week sometime in August. She looked at me and jokingly said, "remember last time I was in Boston....”


It's been a hectic few days as work is quite busy for both of us and while things are slowly getting settled for her parents in terms of moving to an assisted living facility, it's never an easy thing that her and her siblings have to literally go through the house they grew up in and sift through 50 years of her parents stuff.

I'm sure we'll have some fun later tonight, or at least I will.


She just pulled in and I've just filled up this book. Time to find another.