Bad Day At The Office
Copyright© 2006 by Telephoneman
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - The story of a man trying to come to terms with life after his wife's death
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual
I woke early, after only a couple hours of sleep, still tired and quite disorientated. At first I thought that the naked body lying next to me was Jane, then remembering that I would never again wake up with her at my side. It seemed that I was just at the edge of reality, you know, when you are awake but your dreams still feel real. I felt quite guilty when I did recall who the woman in my arms was. I lay as still as I could, not wanting to disturb her, whilst I pondered my own thoughts. Was I glad? Did I feel I'd betrayed my late wife? Most important, did I want to continue the budding relationship?
Remembering the firmness and subtle strength of Terry's body as it reacted to my touch, her eagerness to please and her desire to be pleased, how could I not be glad to have such a woman in my bed. That was the easy bit. The guilt was there, although whether it was really guilty feelings or just the desire for my love to be back I wasn't truly certain, but I did know that my heart still belonged to Jane, even if my mind had let her go.
The third question was the real dilemma, and it took a long time to work it out. Physically I definitely wanted more of Teresa, mentally, too, as I enjoyed our talks almost as much as our lovemaking. Emotionally, I was scared of not being able to love her, and also selfishly, of being hurt again if I did. In the end, I could not find a convincing enough reason why I shouldn't continue to see her.
I checked my bedside clock and was amazed to see that it was 6:30; I'd been pondering for over an hour. I knew that we needed to be up earlier than normal, as I didn't want my new lover going to work dressed as she'd arrived at my house. She would therefore need to go home before heading off to work. I reckoned that to be at work by nine we should be up by seven. I kissed her hair, nuzzling my nose in its long fragrant strands. Teresa murmured in her sleep and pushed her body back against me. My hands had begun to caress and stroke her stomach before one hand cupped a firm warm breast. I felt my arousal push against her buttocks. My free hand soon found its way to her mound and began circling her soft tender lips. Terry was still asleep but her body was reacting to my touch. When I let a finger probe between those delicious lips, she was quite wet and it took little effort on my part for her pussy to ready for me. I slid my hard cock between her legs and guided it to her entrance. Very gently I pushed it into her receptive body. My full length slid in easily and I began a slow, rhythmic rocking. My fingers kept the same soft tempo on her clit, and sleep or no sleep, her body was rapidly responding.
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