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Sharon

Copyright© 2007 by Kaffir

Chapter 16

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 16 - The premature death of his beloved wife pushes Richard Hoddinot into an almost monastic existence. Sharon brings him out of it in a way that he would never have expected.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   MaleDom   Spanking   Safe Sex   Oral Sex  

They did not stay in that position. When Richard woke over an hour later they had somehow moved so that he was spooned up to Sharon's back.

Straining to look over her shoulder he saw that it was a quarter past twelve. He was bursting for a pee. He eased himself off the bed and went to relieve himself.

In the middle of it a soft hand covered his and an equally soft but firm body pressed against his back.

"Watch it," he warned, "Or I'll miss the bucket."

"No you won't. I'm here to guide you."

"Cheeky wench!"

"Yes!" came the cheerful and giggly reply. "Now," as the flow petered out, "take your hand away and let me. I've always wanted to do this."

As he finished, she milked his cock and shook it. She then tore off a single sheet of paper and gently dabbed the tip. She turned him round and kissed it.

"I don't normally use paper," Richard said almost absently.

"No!" she replied. "But you can't kiss your cock."

Richard laughed so much that he sat down forgetting that the loo seat was not down. That caused further helpless laughter from both of them.

When they had both finally calmed down Richard asked her about Mrs "Whatever" and whether she ought not to get herself organised.

"No!" said Sharon. "When I called her last week to say I couldn't come because of Louise, all she said was: 'Well don't bother to come again'.

"What?"

"Ye-es! Just like that!"

"Has she got children?"

"I don't know. She could have but she's in her sixties so they'll have all flown the nest."

"Married?"

"Widow, I guess. Probably drove him to an early grave. She'd never leave me in peace to get on with my work. Always critical. I don't think she ever said thankyou once.

"Dogs?"

"No, three cats!"

"Good! So I'm unlikely to meet her."

"Oh, you wouldn't anyway. She doesn't live near here."

 
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