Chapter 50

Brent stared at Emma’s ass as he followed her. Once in the room, Emma turned to face him and pulled her shirt up to flash her boobs at him with a giggle.

She dropped backward onto her bed, facing him. She crossed her legs and leaned back, propping herself up with her hands behind her. She still wore her blouse but was nude from the waist down.

“Now,” she began, “I know we had talked about taking things slowly. If you aren’t ready, I totally understand. But I’ve been waiting for twenty years and would like-”

“I’m ready!” Brent blurted out. He cleared his throat and tried to recompose himself; he was acting like a teenager for God’s sake. “I mean, if you are ok with taking things to that level, I’d love to as well.”

Emma’s smile was nearly ear to ear. “I’d hoped you’d say that.” She leaned forward and started to unbutton his pants. Brent suddenly looked scared.

“Um...” he said, but couldn’t continue.

“What is it? You can say anything to me,” Emma said. She was now unzipping his fly.

“I didn’t bring any, uh, condoms with me,” Brent said sheepishly. Emma continued undressing him.

“I’m on the shot for birth control and I trust you don’t have any STDs if you’ve been with the same woman since high school, “ Emma said. “So I think we are safe enough. Agreed?”

“Uh, yeah, that sounds ok,” Brent said.

Brent’s pants were pulled to the floor; his underwear was tented and stretched to the ripping point in front of him. Without further comment, Emma pulled those to the ground as well.

His erection was pointed straight at her face as she sat before him on the edge of the bed. She saw the head was slick with pre-cum and leaned forward to kiss the tip. As her lips contacted it, his cock jerked in response.

She looked up at him and smiled; he smiled back nervously and she saw him swallow hard.

“It’s ok, I’ll be gentle,” she said. She took the bulge of his member in her mouth lightly and sucked for a just a few moments. She pulled back after a moment.

She slid backward on the bit with a shimmy. She laid down flat on her back and rubbed the top of her thighs. Her pussy was slick with her juices; it glistened in the low light of the bedroom.

Brent climbed up onto the bed and straddled Emma’s legs. She smiled up at him as he leaned over her, placing his hands on either side of her large chest. And, as he did so, he blocked out the light above Emma. It was like an eclipse moving across the sky; he was bathed in the aura of light around him.

And, suddenly, Emma found herself unable to breathe.