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Part Four- January

And only 24 hours earlier she almost couldn?t go through with it. Too much waiting resulted in too much thinking. Her anxiety disorder was getting the best of her, yet again. Nerves caused her to pack her bag, leave the hotel they were supposed to meet at, and drive around town. Conflicted, Heather sent a text message to Tony, ?what is your plan?? His answer showed he was too close to turn back and go home now. He was almost there.

When they met in the parking lot, Heather was near tears and in full panic mode. Feeling guilty for almost everything, except meeting her own selfish needs, she brought up the idea of taking a break. Tony agreed. They had met over six times in the past ten months. That level of intensity was finally the limit for both of them. Heather knew if she was going to keep this flame burning long term, she would need to slow the fuck down. And so would he.

Without a clear plan, Heather suggested going to the movies. She was not brave enough to go into the hotel with Tony yet. She hoped she would be later. At the theater, Heather shook with the same anxiety symptoms she had been having since she was 11. The fight or flight sensation sent chemicals coursing through her body. The adrenaline made her feel nauseous, and tightened her muscles to the point of being sore and stiff. Heathers brain had been releasing this hormone for decades in situations where there was no real danger, and it was a trick she knew all too well. Deep breathing and mental distraction often helped decrease the panicky feelings. Sitting next to Tony, Heather kept a hand on his leg, squeezing. If she could feel him hard enough, maybe she would stop feeling so terrified. A large part of her knew she would kick herself later if she passed up an opportunity to be intimate with him. The pleasure they both got out of the experience was more than worth a few minutes of fear.

But this sensation was going on for hours. Longer than usual. Heather wanted desperately for it to go away. She tried to get involved in the plot of the movie, which she had seen twice before. Explaining some of the story to Tony helped, but not enough. She keep squeezing his hand and his leg, hoping the feeling would override her brain. When her back muscles started to tense, she put Tonys hand on her back so he would rub. Leaning in to whisper clues to the movie, she couldn?t help but put her lips on his face. She wanted to breathe in the smell of him. She kissed him on the mouth, he kissed her back. The love she felt for him came swelling up, and pushed her nervousness aside as easily as a wave knocks over a small sand castle.

Because they were in public, Heather sat back in her chair. But she went back for more kisses. His lips were strong and soft, and the passion she could feel behind each pressing kiss was enough for her to tell him she was ready to leave the theater and go back to the room.

Once behind the closed door, Tony and Heather wasted no time stripping each other of their clothes. Heather pushed Tony back on the bed. Lubricating her hands, she wrapped both of them around his firm cock. She watched his face as he enjoyed it. She watched her hands on his hardness, knowing it was because of her. A quiet word slipped out from between her moist lips, ?beautiful?. Slowly sliding her hands up and down, she imagined what that would feel like on her pussy. Heather didn?t hesitate or question herself when she was with Tony. Her confidence came right back. He allowed her to climb on top of him. With her right hand, she held his dick against her clit and slowly slid up and down the length of it. When Tony watched Heather pleasure herself using his body, he became even harder. Desire was something that had been absent from his life for over a decade. And here was this mature, hot and sexy woman, who wanted him. This was an opportunity he was not going to pass up.

Tony rolled Heather onto her back. This time she told him they could skip the condom. He allowed himself the feel of her for a few moments, but put one on before the end. When Heather felt the tip of him at her entrance, the teasing was really too much. He slid his cock up and down against her clit. Heather was impressed. This was a trick she enjoyed, but one that she had always had to do herself. No man had been skilled enough at control before. The feeling of warm cock against wet clit was so much better than tongue or fingers.

Tony pushed into her and Heather felt herself stretch to accommodate. That first feeling while she is still tight, knowing this is a man she had desired for years and years, but never had the courage or confidence to approach, is finally inside her. He moved slowly at first and then faster and faster. Heather liked to look down and watch him entering her over and over. No need to count the strokes out of boredom like she did with her husband. Her mind never wandered when she was naked with Tony. She was 100% present in that moment and the rest of the world didn?t exist.

Tony could feel the pressure getting stronger. The build up of tension and pleasure would soon be released. The only time he felt like this in recent years was when he would pleasure himself, alone at night, allowing his fantasies to take over. Sex with his wife had become routine, passion-less, dull. She rejected him so often, for various reasons, but sometimes it felt personal. Any games she had played with him in the bedroom were for the purposes of getting it over quickly. The false pretenses were hurtful.

Heather?s desire was real. He could feel it. It wasn?t a trick. This woman was begging him to fuck her. Their chemistry was burning a hole right through the hotel sheets. When he looked into her eyes, he saw the girl he loved at 16, and the woman he loves at 39. With a body that can finally show him.

Allowing primal need to take over, Tony pounded into Heather repeatedly until he could feel the beginning of his orgasm start. The quick spurts of pleasure allowed him to release the sexual tension he carried with him so often. Heather loved to watch his face when he came. The softness and vulnerability that came afterward, she knew how to be gentle with. For a few moments he stayed inside, pulling out was so sensitive. Exhausted, they laid on the bed. Then, Heather said, ?it?s time?, and got two small black boxes out of her purse and placed them on the bed in front of Tony. Interrupted by a phone call from his wife, Tony spoke with her briefly. Heather urged him to fight through the guilt; she knew this moment was something they had talked about doing from the very beginning.

Heather opened one box, took out a silver spinner fire ring and placed it on Tony?s right ring finger. Tony opened the other box and placed the other silver spinner fire ring on Heather?s right ring finger. Their matching rings fit perfectly. Not much explanation was necessary, as they both had decided months ago that these rings symbolized their choice to choose each other for sexual fulfillment and emotional intimacy, their newfound commitment to adventure, passion, and fun/joy in their lives. Only they would know they shared matching rings. When they wore them and when they didn?t was up to each of them.

Heather hoped that Tony knew that looking at the ring during their every day lives, was a way to remind her to embrace passion in every part of her life now. Fear should no longer be an obstacle. They both had made a choice to do something society shunned, and the world hadn?t ended. No one so far had gotten hurt.