Marissa suggested we clean up and order room service breakfast. I suggested that we first take a Shower together.

“It’s a large Shower,” I said, “and it will give me a final chance to run my hands over your body.”

She smiled and agreed that sounded like a wonderful idea.

In the Shower I shampooed her hair. “That feels so good,” she said.

We each soaped our hands and ran them over the other’s body. She leaned her back against me as I washed her neck, breasts and stomach. She faced me as she washed my chest and stomach; then she took my shaft and balls in her hands and washed them, she caused me to become erect again. We washed each other’s legs then finished the rest of our bodies on our own.

She washed her face and, even with her makeup removed and her wet hair I still found her very attractive. All clean, we stood under the warm Shower and kissed.

“I’ve had an amazing day Blake. I’ll never forget you,” she said.

“I’ll never forget you either,” I said as I kissed her wet head.

We turned off the water and dried each other as best we could then I stepped out to finish. I ran a comb through my hair and applied deodorant. We discussed our breakfast order then I left the bathroom to her so she could have plenty of space.

As I stepped out of the bathroom my cellphone rang, it was my boss. He told me that we had awarded a contract to a company in Manhattan and he needed me to stay through Wednesday to be the technical expert at the meeting. He said he’d send me all the info I needed to prepare by close of business Monday. I hung up with him then called room service to order breakfast. They estimated 30 minutes. I told Marissa how long until breakfast arrived.

Room service arrived and set up breakfast. Once they left she came out of the bathroom in a hotel robe. Her hair was done but her makeup was sparse. Obviously she couldn’t carry a complete makeup kit in her purse.

“Don’t look at me,” she said as she settled in across the table from me. I smiled and nodded. She looked fine to me, her natural beauty showed through but, having been married, I knew better than to argue with her.

“I have some news that might interest you,” I said, “my boss needs me to stay in town through Wednesday to cover an additional meeting.”

She asked what company and where they were. I told her and she grinned. “That’s

just one subway stop from my place! Come spend a few days with me!”

We talked it over while we enjoyed breakfast and I agreed to stay with her.

After breakfast she got dressed and I walked her to the street. She took a cab home to finish putting on her makeup. We agreed to meet later that afternoon so she could show me around. We had dinner at a fantastic restaurant then returned to her place.

We sat on the sofa and made out like a couple of kids. After a good bit of kissing we paused to catch our breath.

“Blake? You remember when you touched me back there?”

I assumed she meant when I touched her butthole. “Yes, I remember. You seemed to like it.”

“I did like it,” she confessed. “Have you taken a woman back there?”

I told her that I had, and that most women didn’t want to try it, and those that did try a lot didn’t enjoy it. She was quiet for a while.

“Are you curious?” I asked. “I’d be willing to do it with you. We need lubricant.”

“That was so Hot when you touched me there, I want to try it.”

She took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She reached into the nightstand and retrieved some Sex lube.

“Do you have a dildo?” I asked. “I can use it to help you relax so it’s easier for me to enter.”

She blushed but reached back into her nightstand and handed her dildo to me. We both undressed and I had her kneel on the bed. I applied some lube to my finger and began massaging her butthole. She moaned and dropped her chest to the mattress.

I applied some lube to the dildo and told her I was going to insert it. “If it’s not comfortable or you don’t like it just tell me and I’ll stop. Remember, this was your idea, you won’t disappoint me if you don’t like this.”

I slid the dildo into her and she moaned softly. I slowly worked it in and out, adding a bit more lube.

“Give me the real thing,” she said.

I pulled the dildo out and lubed myself then placed the head against her.

“Press back against me, that way you’re in control,” I told her and I watched as she gradually took me in, giving me her Anal virginity. She paused and pulled back a few times but eventually I had fully invaded her backside. She let out a deep moan. I was balls deep in sweet Marissa’s asshole.

I began slow, deep thrusts. She made little unintelligible sounds as I increased the pace. I dribbled some additional lube in her crack and allowed it to run down and flow around us as I continued to take her. I told her to reach back and rub her clit. She did and soon she was Cumming. I felt her sphincter throbbing around me. After her Orgasm subsided I pulled out of her and stroked myself. I shot a couple ropes of cum across her cheeks.

I laid down beside her and asked her if she enjoyed it.

“It was ok, thank you for indulging me. I don’t know if I would do it again unless it was with a lover like you. You know exactly when to be gentle and when to be more forcefull.”

We held each other for a bit then I got dressed and hailed a cab back to my hotel so I could check out the next morning. We arranged to meet at her place for lunch.

That night in bed I couldn’t stop thinking about Marissa. What I assumed would be a serendipitous one night stand had turned into a plan for nearly a week together and I was excited about it. She was a well educated mature woman, I’d learned she was 47, yet she had a naïveté about her. The fact that she had never, in my opinion, been properly made Love to really blew my mind but I was more than happy to give her what I felt she deserved. What was it that doomed her past relationships? Was it just poor taste in men? I hoped to learn more about her in the coming days. In the mean time I decided I would have as much Sex with her as possible. The Sex was incredible and I might never see her after Wednesday.

The next morning I checked out of the hotel and got a cab to her place. When I knocked on the door she answered wearing a flowery summer mini-dress. She let me in then wrapped her arms around me and gave me a long kiss.

“Lunch is almost ready,” she said, “and I hope that you want dessert because I’m not wearing any panties and I’m already wet from thinking about you taking me.”

I laughed and followed her to the kitchen. She poured me some wine. We made small talk while she finished making lunch and then we ate. After finishing she asked if I’d like to adjourn to her bedroom for dessert. I smiled and stood, she took my and and led the way.

In the bedroom we locked lips while undressing ourselves. Once naked I threw her on the bed.

“I’m going to pound you through that mattress you little slut!” I told her.

She pulled her knees up to her chest. “I’m wet with anticipation, do your best stud.”

I pulled her to the edge of the bed and slid into her with one thrust. She was right, I don’t know how her wetness wasn’t running down her legs she must have been fingering herself while we were eating lunch.

I took her fast and hard, pounding against her. Soon she was Cumming. “Yes, yes, yes! That’s what I want, make me cum, ah, aahh, aaaahhhh!.”

She quivered as I continued to drive deep into her. I was a bit desensitized because of Cumming so much the past few days and held back now so I could give her more orgasms. I slowed my thrusting as she recovered from her Orgasm.

She smiled up at me. “You didn’t cum, did you not enjoy dessert? I definitely did.”

“Oh I enjoyed dessert,” I told her, “I enjoyed it very much, and I enjoyed watching you have dessert so much that I’m going to see just how much we can have. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Well, if you’re having dessert then I’m having dessert so I don’t mind at all!”

I increased my thrusting and she began to moan.

“How much dessert do you think we will have?” she asked.

“My personal best is eight,” I told her.

She laughed. “Oh my lord! Eight? I won’t be able to walk after all this dessert!”

I sped up my thrusts and put my thumb on her clit. Soon she was moaning again. I slowed a bit, just keeping her at the edge of Cumming.

“Oh please, please, please let me cum. Give me another dessert. Aahh.”

I pounded against her a few times and she spasmed and screamed. I felt her Cumming on me as I thrust deep and kept it there. Once she stopped quivering on me I pulled out and laid next to her. I began kissing her neck then worked my way down her body. I kissed her breasts and sucked her nipples then took them between my thumb and forefinger and rolled them. She gasped then moaned.

I kissed my way down her stomach then moved between her legs. She reached down and spread herself open, showing me her pink. I put my tongue and fingers to work. I alternated putting a finger in her then replacing it with my tongue, going as deep as I could. I licked the full length of her slit then sucked her clit. I inserted my finger again and curled it to touch her g-spot while I continued my gentle sucking. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth tighter against her.

“Yes, yes, yes. Eat me,” she moaned.

I happily obliged and soon I felt her legs quiver and she softly moaned as she came again. Three down, five to go. I knew I couldn’t continue to drive her to orgasms at this pace or she’d become desensitized to I suggested we take a break. She slowly rose off the bed and stood, a bit shaky. She told me to get a couple of robes out of her closet. I gave her a plush blue robe and I took a lighter flowered one. I modeled it as I put it on and she laughed hysterically. We went back to the kitchen to get some water then sat on the sofa and snuggled while we talked and shared more about each other.

I learned, amongst other things, that though she had an interest in, and was knowledgeable on, Greek mythology she had never visited Greece. I didn’t tell her I had recently purchased a vineyard there for my retirement home but I did tell her I had visited several times and she should make it a point to go. I also shared my age with her and she was taken aback when I told her I was 57.

“You look so youthful and you’re so virile, I assumed you were nearer my age or maybe younger. I had no idea I was banging an older man,” she said with a mischievous grin.

“I try to take care of myself,” I told her. “I also try to take care of my women, are you ready for more dessert?”

“Mmm, yes!” she responded, then she took me in her hand and stroked me to full hardness. “I’m going to mount you right here,” she whispered in my ear as she began kissing my neck and jawline. She swung a leg over me then slid herself down my shaft as she kissed me on the mouth and our tongues danced.

“Mmm, someones been eating dessert, you must enjoy that,” she said, “do you want to do that again later? Do you like eating my dessert.”

“I do enjoy eating your dessert, it tastes divine,” I told her, “and I plan to eat it several more times before I leave you. I want you on my breath as I board the plane home.”

She giggled. “You’re naughty.”

“You’re delicious,” I said with a smile. She kissed me and moaned as she increased her pace.

She giggled again and began to bounce on me. Soon she was Cumming. I thought I was going to loose control as she grabbed my head and pressed a nipple to my mouth while she began to spasm on my lap. I sucked the nipple she’d offered and she screamed and stiffened as she came on me again. Four down. She collapsed against me and snuggled her face against my neck.

“You’re an amazing lover Blake,” she whispered, “never in my life has a man treated me this way. I’ve never been given control when it comes to Sex, it’s always been what he wants. Taking control over our Sex just now made me feel so powerful, so sensual, so feminine.”

That surprised me. When she talked about her work it sounded like she was a powerful woman and was used to taking charge when people’s lives and livelihoods were on the line.

“You’re so confident when you talk about your work, but with me you waver between confident and timid. It sounds like you let yourself become subservient to men in your private life, even when you’re so confident and powerful at work around them.”

“You’re right, I don’t know why I’m that way. I’ve always let men in my personal life treat me as if I’m less than them. I would never put up with that at work. I’ve stood toe-to-toe with powerful men and not backed down, I just can’t seem to do that in my personal life.”

“When you’ve been confident with me,” I told her, “you’ve told me what you want, asked me to do things, you’ve taken control of my body as well as yours.”

“Because you’ve let me Blake. You’ve treated me as an equal, even put me on a pedestal as someone to be desired and yearned for. You’ve put my pleasure first since the first time in your hotel room. Take today for example, you’re delaying your gratification to give me an experience that I’ve never had before and will probably never have again.”

“It’s just what I expect from a woman. Calista and I were always equals in life, in our marriage, in bed.” A tear escaped my eye and ran down my cheek. Even the mention of her name could bring on a deep sense of loss. My tear dripped onto Marissa. She kissed the tear trail on my face.

“You dear man, I’m so sorry for your loss. It sounds like she was an amazing woman.”

“Marissa,” I began, “I –, We –, it’s not right what we’re doing.”

“What do you mean it’s not ‘right’? What’s wrong with two people enjoying each other’s company, each other’s bodies.”

“No, there’s nothing wrong with that. Sex with you is incredible and I don’t regret the last few days at all. The lover in me wants to take you and pleasure you and make up for all those men who treated you poorly but — I can’t do what we’re doing right now, this morning. I’ve been giving you repeated orgasms and I can’t go much longer. Not to the point of matching or surpassing the number I told you was my personal best.” I turned to look at her, tears in my eyes. “That experience was with Calista, and as much as I desire you, as great as the Sex is, I can’t sully my memory with her. Not with a woman I just met. It wouldn’t be right in my heart. I’m so sorry.”

She raised up on an elbow and caressed the side of my face. “Oh no! No no no! I would never want that! I’m so thankful to have you the last few days but I would never want to hurt you, to supplant your memories with Calista! Oh Blake, please don’t be sorry, don’t be sorry for anything. I have no expectations for what happens after Wednesday, after you leave, I’m just so very thankful for the last few days. I hope we can spend the next few days together like we’ve planned but if you walked out my door right now I still would never forget you and I would hope you would never forget me as well but I would never, never, want to intrude into your memories with Calista. And as for the men in my past, you can’t make up for them nor should you feel you need to. I let them treat me that way.”

“Promise me you’ll never let a man treat you that way again Marissa, you deserve so much more. If a man can’t see that then he’s not worth your time.”

She laid down next to me and snuggled in.

“I promise,” she whispered, “and Blake, you’ve proven that not only are you a great lover but now I’m also convinced you are a great man. Thank you for spending some of your time with me and showing me how I should be treated, for giving me the confidence to take control in bed like I do at work.”

We held each other for several more minutes then she whispered to me. “I don’t want any more orgasms today Blake. I want to stop, to not even come close to eight. I’ve already had more orgasms in one day then ever before. I want you to cum now, I know you must have that need, I’ve been Cumming on you all morning.”

She reached down and took me in her hand. I immediately felt a stirring. She gently stroked me until I was hard again then she moved down between my legs.

“I want you in my mouth Blake. I want to taste you. I want to feel you explode in my mouth and swallow all of it.”

She took me in her mouth and gave me one of the most amazing blowjobs I’ve ever had. Her lips and tongue were all over me, up and down my shaft, engulfing the head. I laid there and enjoyed her taking charge of me. She fondled, squeezed and licked my balls, she licked up and down my shaft and eventually I moaned loudly as I exploded into her mouth. She took it all, not a drop leaked from around her lips, and she swallowed. She moved up next to me again and snuggled into my neck. I laid there trying to catch my breath. Why her Ex didn’t appreciate her oral skills was beyond me, he must have had a numb dick.

“Was that good Blake? Did you enjoy taking my mouth?”

“I don’t believe I took anything. I think it was you that took me, took charge of me and drained me. Thank you for making me cum, and yes it was good, it was great. Kiss me, I want to taste my cum on you lips and smell my cum on your breath.”

I rolled onto my side and we kissed. She smelled and tasted of cum. To me there’s nothing sexier than a woman who pleases a man with her mouth and swallows.

That evening I took over her kitchen and cooked for her. After dinner we watched a movie as we snuggled under a blanket on the sofa. After the movie we slipped under the sheets and held each other as we fell asleep.

The next two days I worked from her apartment and she went to work at TAC. Both evenings we cooked together and after dinner we had more amazing Sex. On Wednesday I left her apartment with her and we walked to the subway. I attended my meeting and then texted her that I was Free. She texted back that she was already home so I caught the next subway train and was back at her apartment before long. She had yet to start dinner so I told her I wanted to take her out. One of her favorite restaurants happened to be in her neighborhood so we walked there and enjoyed our dinner.

After dinner, as we were walking back, I let her in on a development.

“Marissa, at the meeting today it was decided that the company would host monthly technical interchange meetings. I will need to be here for those.”

“So you’re going to be here in the city every month? And basically in my neighborhood?”

“Yes, and I would also like to be in your bed each month. If you’ll have me, of course.” I said with a grin.

She stopped and turned toward me with a big smile on her face. “I’d like nothing better.”

-to be continued