Eventually I felt him pulse inside me, coating me with yet more of his seed. That set off a small orgasm. He slipped out of me and I collapsed face down.
I woke up to the feel of something hard poking at my back and fingers rubbing gently at my clit. What a way to wake up. I could feel my juices flowing. It wasn’t long before I was filled with hot hard manhood.
It was a long slow tender coupling with me having at least two gentle orgasms before the familiar sensation of Jake pumping inside me.
Some time later I woke up again to the smell of cooking. I looked around. I wasn’t in my bed. What the hell happened. I staggered to the bathroom and freshened myself up, put on my robe and went down to the kitchen. Jake was stood by the cooker with one of my aprons on. His firm buttocks were a lovely sight.
“What happened last night?” I asked. “How did I end up in the spare bedroom?”
“Good morning sleepyhead.” He replied. “Breakfast is ready. Come and get it and I’ll tell you while we eat.”
I sat at the table and he served me a plate of bacon, eggs, hash browns and beans. It was delicious.
As we were eating he said.
“After the last time you fell asleep. The bed was a soaking mess and not very good for sleeping in. I carried you to the spare room and we slept in there.”
“Wow!. I don’t remember any of that.” I replied. ” I do remember the delightful way I first woke up though. Morning sex is great. Thank you for that.”
After finishing our breakfast we both cleaned up and went for a shower. It was quite relaxing as there was no indication of more sex, we were both finished. It was a mutual sensuous soaping shower,
We dressed and made coffee.
“What are your plans now?” I asked
“I hate to say it.” He replied. “I’ll have to go soon to give myself time to get back to the estate.”
“That’s OK.” I said. “When you are ready I’ll drive you back to your car.”
We finished our coffee.
“I’m ready to go now.” He said sadly.
I drove him to his car. When we stopped, I said.
“Listen to me Jake. I’ve had a wonderful time with you, both in and out of bed, especially in bed. You’ve given me more pleasure than I could ever have expected. I’m grateful for that and I’ll remember it forever. I’m obviously sad to see you go, but that doesn’t put any commitment on you. You owe me nothing and I expect nothing more from you. If you do want to visit again, you will be very welcome. No strings attached, just like this time.”
“Thanks, Janet. I’ve had an amazing time with you and I’ve loved every second of it. We will have to see what the future brings.”
I gave him a tender kiss and watched him leave.
Epilogue
Jake did visit again. He stayed for four days. I could hardly walk when he left.
The next time I heard from him was over twelve months later when an invitation to the wedding of Jake and Amanda dropped through the letterbox. If Jake hasn’t changed, Amanda is one very lucky woman.
I still have my memories.