t’s been a few years since I met Karla, my wife’s aunt. I still remember that second date with my now-wife. She took me to her home for a family celebration. Karla was in her mid-40s then. I was in my early 20s. She was the life of the party, a beautiful soul with a beautiful smile and a contagious laugh.
Karla was divorced, had 2 wonderful kids, and ran a successful business.
Petite, curvy, and absolutely cute is how I would describe Karla. Needless to say, I was impressed by her since the first time we met.
Three years later, I married my wife. Things remained normal during this time, but whenever I was around Karla, we seemed to flirt quite a bit. She would give me a specially long hug whenever we saw each other and would always compliment me, telling me (whispering in my ear) how good I smelled. I would give her a little nudge on the ribs, a tickle, and enjoyed feeling her squirm and laugh whenever I did.
One day my wife called me. Karla was moving to a smaller place after her youngest went off to college. Karla had hired a moving company, and they cancelled on her at the last minute. I offered to help, rented a moving van, and went off to help Karla. Mind you, I had no plans of doing anything with Karla, no thoughts, no ideas even though I found her very attractive.
I got to her home and it looked like she’d been crying. I gave her a hug, asked if she was okay, and she told me her wreck of a story with the moving company. The moving had to be done that day since the new owner of her home was moving in the next day.
It took me a couple of trips, but finally moved her things to her new, smaller home. I set up furniture for her, leaving her bedroom furnishings till the end. Once in her bedroom, I set up the bed frame, mattress, and then turned to her and said, “Should we test the bed?” (not meaning anything sexual, really).
The look on her face! Her mouth was slightly open, just a confused look. I then realized how she took what I said and started bouncing as I sat on the bed telling her, “I mean testing it like this” as I bounced up and down. Her response was quick but kind of in a disappointed tone; I still remember her saying, “Oh, you meant like that”. She then walked out of the bedroom, and I just sat there pondering her response, thinking that maybe something had just happened between her and me, and I missed a chance?
So I came up with a very quick plan: wait for her to come back into the bedroom, and just say something somewhat compromising. When she came back in, she was smiling and had a soft drink for me. She sat down next to me on the bed (I had not set up her bedroom sofa yet), and I thought to myself, “Well, here goes nothing” and just went for it.
I told Karla that I didn’t mean anything disrespectful when I said we should test the bed; I told her that the thought did cross my mind of testing the bed in a different way. I stopped and waited for her response, hoping I had not crossed a line that would ruin things for me.
She asked in what other way I thought we could have tested the bed; without skipping a beat, I dropped it on her. “Well, the thought of making love to you did cross my mind.” My heart was beating out of my chest! She sat there looking at me for what seemed a long time. Many thoughts crossed my mind, things like, “I may have just ruined my marriage.” But to my delight, she said, “I would like that”.
I did not waste any time. I stood up, stood in front of her, and took her face with my hands and started kissing her passionately. She responded with as much passion. I will not get into dirty details. We kissed. I told her I wanted her, and she said she wanted me. There was very little time for foreplay. I just pulled up her sundress, put her legs over my shoulders, pulled her panties aside, and penetrated her. It was slow and absolutely mind-blowing. I took my time making love to this absolutely delicious woman and had an explosive orgasm deep inside of her. This was about 7 years ago and she continues to be my lover, she is a bit older but I still find her sexy, my beautiful Karla.