1. A Widow Rediscovers What Life Is All About (Part 3)


    Date: 4/16/2018, Categories: Mature, Author: mrotis, Source: LushStories

    say what I think she said,” Rachel thought to herself. “Does that mean ...” Her thoughts were interrupted when Karen gave Rachel a chaste kiss on the cheek. “I’m sorry about being so theatrical,” Karen said staring to get herself back together. “I was shocked that Doug had included those intimate photos in the slideshow, and I was so pissed off at myself for not viewing them before I showed them to you and especially Bob. However, I thought you should see the photos at the same time I did, if not before. In fact, Doug should have sent them straight to you, but I guess he only had my details. I am so stupid ...” “No, you’re not,” Rachel interrupted. “I was so shocked by what was happening on the sofa yesterday that I didn’t even notice that Doug was taking pictures. I am sure you didn’t notice, either.” “Shocked?” Karen asked urgently, as began to sob again. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. But, you looked so miserable on the sofa, and you looked so sexy in that La Perla underwear I had bought for you. I couldn’t control myself, so I went into the dressing room, took everything off, put on that slip. I wanted you so badly …” Rachel placed her index finger against Karen’s lips and said, “Shh. I shouldn’t have said ‘shocked’, rather I should have said ‘surprised’. I had no idea that you had feelings for me, at least in that way, and I was trying to take it all in. And, you were right: I was a bit miserable. I am not that shy, but I was not very comfortable ...
    lounging on a sofa barely dressed posing for photos before a guy who I had never met! “But, I did not push you away, despite my surprise. Now that I have thought about what happened, it was probably the most beautiful experience in my life,” Rachel told Karen. “My only regret is that we did not tell Doug to go away so that we could have continued what you started. “My question now,” Rachel asked, going for broke, “is whether you will push me away if I try to continue what you started yesterday?” Rachel did not give Karen a chance to answer. Rachel pressed her lips against Karen’s and, when it was clear that Karen was providing no resistance, Rachel slowly began to trace Karen’s lips with her tongue. Emboldened by Karen’s silent encouragement, Rachel began kissing Karen’s neck. Karen simply lay back against the arm of the sofa. Rachel continued kissing, down Karen’s chest between the buttons of her blouse and finally nuzzled her face between Karen’s breasts. Suddenly, though, Rachel stopped. “Karen,” she said, “we’re fifty-something women, not teenagers. As much I would love to continue to snog you on the sofa, it would be a shame if we did not use the big bed that I have. Can we continue this in the bedroom?” Rachel reached for Karen’s hand and was overjoyed when Karen offered it to her. Without speaking, they walked hand in hand to the bedroom, although Rachel noticed that Karen seemed unsteady on her feet. The alcohol that had been consumed and the emotions that had been ...