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Our First Night

I have had my share of experiences in life, probably like most of you that are on this website reading my story. My story is about how I met my husband, he isn’t my first husband, but he is my last. I have never had a man love and treat me like he teats me. I have known my husband since high school. We did lose touch for a long time, but made contact again, quite a few years ago when it became easy to find anyone in your past on the internet. We first met when we were 14. We became friends right away. I could tell he had a crush on me in high school, but he never crossed the line of friends with me. It just never seemed to be right to be anything other than just good friends, and when we started talking again, it was still on the same level as just good friends that we could trust to talk about anything with each other.

Over the years, we would probably talk maybe once a month. Both our marriages at that time seemed to be unraveling. I will spare you the details, but we both had Biblical reasons to throw in the towel on our marriages. As my marriage was all but over, on paper only, I began to notice John in ways that seemed a little more serious than just a friend. I began to test the waters with him and he seemed receptive to some of my flirtations. Biggest problem seemed to be the 7 hour drive between us. When it came time that I needed to find another car, my mind started churning, just so happened John is pretty handy with cars and he bought, fixed/repaired them, and would sell them. What better idea then for me to see if he had something I could buy from him, this would get us together for at least a half a day if I could buy a car from him. Of course I was hoping he would have one ready to go, but he didn’t, but sure didn’t take him long to pick a good one for me, LOL.

Once he was ready for me to come get the car, I suggested that maybe he could come pick me up in his airplane. He quickly agreed, and the date was set for the following Friday. I knew the game was on, and I was going to have some long needed fun and hopefully attention too. The evening came, and I couldn’t wait to see him and enjoy being with him alone in his small plane back to my old home town where I first met him. When he landed to get me and got out of his small airplane, his smile was ear to ear and he looked so good to me. It has been so long since a man was so glad to see me. He was very nervous, and being so careful to make sure we would be safe on our flight back, checking his fuel levels, and everything else that I don’t understand about flying. All I wanted was for him to get the plane ready to take back off so I could be in the air with no one around but him. I made sure to have my sexy perfume on and my sexy shorts for our trip back. He was so nervous, he would hardly even look at me. We exchanged a brief hug when he first got out. My daughter was with me so that made him even more nervous. Finally we were ready to get in and start our trip back to get my car.

I watched everything he did from how he taxied his plane to the end of the runway, to how he used his hands working the radios. It was all I could do to contain myself watching him take control of the plane and put us in the air. His hands are so big, I could just imagine them on me. Once we were airborne and things seem to settle, in how much attention he had to give the airplane, I thought it was a good time to just lay my head on his shoulder. He placed his right hand on my leg just above my knee. He has always been such a gentleman towards me, I had no idea how to approach him so that I would’t scare him too bad. As I placed my head on his shoulder, I wove my left arm between his and let my hand rest on his leg. We just remained quiet for a little while, I think we were just enjoying being together and trying to imagine what our lives might become if we make this serious step past what we have been for over 30 years. It was turning into a beautiful evening flight, clear skies and the sun was beginning to set, doesn’t get more romantic than this. I squeezed his arm and moved my hand a little on his leg, hoping for some warm affection from him as we flew with the sun setting in front of us. He kissed the top of my head laying on his shoulder, his big hand squeezed my leg from where he was holding me. I could feel his hand wanting to wonder around my leg, I wasn’t going to let this moment get away, I raised my head, he turned to look at me and his lips met mine and we kissed for the first time. I gently tugged at his hand, giving him access to anywhere he wanted up my leg, with my invitation to him, he began some wonderful caresses on my leg, and wasn’t long he found my waiting and warm, wet, and swollen pussy hoping for his touch. As soon as I felt his fingers start to part me in his still gentle manner, I found his hard cock beneath his jeans. I started stroking him, through his jeans trying to please him anyway I could. I laid my head back down on his shoulder at the same time, loosening his belt, pulling his jeans wide open so I could feel his cock, using his oozing precum to lubricate my fingers while massaging his large mushroom head. It is true, large hands depicts quite accurately there is a large cock below. I was in heaven feeling him love on me as he slowly finger fucked me with his thick fingers. As we made our way to land at the airport, we composed ourselves smiling at each other and made our down to the runway. Once we tucked his airplane away in his hangar, we kissed in the dark inside his hangar. He started working my shorts off, his hands were roaming all over my body, I have never wanted something so bad and actually be able to have it as it seemed to be working out. Just as my shorts and panties were down to my knees, I could feel him backing me to one of his work benches, sliding things to the side, he lifted me to its surface, and finished removing my shorts and panties. Leaning me back, he started with very warm kisses from my ears around to my neck and slowly moving down to my breast, making sure to not waste any of me on his way. I could feel my pussy getting so wet and when he began sucking my nipples I could feel me gushing between my legs. From the very beginning when he was kissing my ears and neck I could feel his large hands forcing my legs apart and his fingers finding my needful cunt forcing my legs even further apart and finger fucking me. His journey touring my body was slow and wonderful, he lay soft kisses all over my belly and then I could feel his unshaven face working its way in between my legs. Never has a man been so willing to make it all about me, it felt like heaven. I layed back, closing my eyes, I decided for a little while, I was going to take him up and make it all about me, ?. I placed my hands on his head weaving my fingers in his hair and guided his mouth to my mound holding him in place as he worked slow circles around my clit with his warm tongue, and long flat licks up and down my swollen pussy lips, he worked on me eating like he hadn’t eaten in years. I kept waiting for him to take his turn and fill me up with that huge cock, but he never did in the hangar, he just pleasured me until I was so weak I could hardly walk. He took me to his home. We wasted little time to make our way to bed where for the first time he took me and held me tight as he filled for the first time. We fucked all night long, what a perfect night having a man that wanted me and fucked me with all the love of his heart. After all these years I never knew what I had been missing. He tells me he is the luckiest, but I know that is it me.