I need to start this post by saying that Sue confessed something to me yesterday - that she's already started seeing Robert more often! She admitted to me yesterday that she's seen him - as she put it - "for a quickie" twice in the past 2 weeks in addition to their normally scheduled dates. This how she spoke so confidently of her plan for the next 2 weeks - about how she'll be able to see him at his place - because that's what she's done! I told her I was disappointed in her for not telling me as I wouldn't have minded (but in my head, it's also explained what seemed to happen suddenly - her desire to try this out). She told me that she wanted to be sure she would be okay with seeing him more after knowing that he didn't want it to become romantic or emotional between them. I told her that it was obvious that it didn't seem to matter to her - and even at one point yesterday - I came out and said "it's okay if it's just sexual between you two" and I told her that if she wanted to do more sexually with him, that I thought that it didn't necessarily have to be all romantic and emotional. She said stuff like others here have said - that she needed to feel at least something between them - and she said that while she can't say that she feels like he's head-over-heels for her, she said that "I know it's more than just sex for him too" and I guess that's what she wanted to confirm before she came to her decision about us trialing out a more formal denial period.
To be honest, I was a bit put off by her deception but I also thought I understood it - we both felt that we were approaching a decision that seemed to have more implications than our earlier times with denial had to them. But as she talked to me and allowed me to see more of her - her t-shirt rode up revealing her waiting pussy and she would teasingly pull the shirt tight across her chest to let me see the outlines of her hard nipples - and kissing me all over - well, it was hard to hold up a good front and I soon relented. She hugged me and said she hoped I could understand her wanting to be more certain about what she wanted. (and I guess that answers a bit of your last post Peak) - she looked at me and said she felt "so alive" thinking and doing this stuff.
She said stuff similar to what Far2 has said too - she's hugged me tight and said that "we'll find ways to be close" and she, at one point, said she loved me "even more for letting 'us' do all of this". At that point last night, I would have agreed to anything as she again rubbed up against me and I could feel her pubes against my hip. I reached over and gently ran my fingers up and down her pussy as she kissed me and I could feel how wet and swollen she still felt from Thursday night. She moaned softly as I was so gentle with her and she whispered that I'd have to be gentle with her last night again "so that I'll last all weekend for you". But I think what turned me on even more was when I pushed my finger into her waiting vagina and I could feel it being so wet. She cooed in my ear as I kissed my way down her neck that "I'm so wet still from yesterday" and she added "I could feel it all day long today". Oh my god - it was so intense to hear her say that - I swear my cock swelled up to full mast in a split second hearing her say that as I felt it in her.
We didn't do much in terms of open teasing - she did taunt me a few times saying how she'll "have to get used to him" but in reality, it was a quieter evening for us - much more moaning and grunting between us than explicit thoughts. I know what the thoughts in my head were and I'm pretty sure similar ones were in her head. Despite her request for gentleness - by the end, we were both pretty physical - rolling over to her being on top at one point, and then rolling back over - without my popping out of her I'd add! - to where she lay back and let me go at her. When I felt her legs wrap around my lower back and I felt her pulling my shoulders to her I knew she must have been riding up to the edge - I responded by focusing on her and it was just beautiful to see and feel her climax underneath me. I stayed still as she moaned and thrashed beneath me.
I don't know - maybe it's the knowledge of what's coming - but I seem to be so aware of everything about her. How her hardened nipples looked and then felt against my chest. How soft her curly pubes feel - and how sensitive her pussy-lips are to a gentle touch of my finger or tongue! As she orgasmed beneath me - I swore I could feel every inch of my cock and how I could feel her pussy ripple and spasm - squeezing me tight one second and then relaxing open the next, again and again. I even laughed to myself that all of that wetness in her - from how she felt as she came - a lot of that wetness is from her - not remnants of Robert and I in her. I loved hearing her moaning - feeling her breathing deeply as she calmed down. And then, oh my - the feeling of the last wave of orgasm passing over her and the incredible feel to her pussy!!!! So soft, sensual, WET and just so open feeling - but not in a bad way. Pushing her now weakened legs back against my arms - that open feeling was just soooo welcoming - my cock was still rock hard and I just pushed into her almost effortlessly.
How could I not think that - then I had only 48 more hours to enjoy her (and now, barely 36) - and how I so wanted to enjoy every possible moment in her. She knew it too - and at that moment she started to not so much tease me, but more to encourage me. "Come on baby, now its your turn" and a moment later "I want you to have me so much for the next few days". Well, it worked - and those thoughts turned my cock even harder and I thought - even thicker than I normally am. I felt like it was made of steel as I pulled out of her and we would both look at how wet and glistening it was. Maybe she knew it, maybe she didn't - but I also pulled out of her like that because she just looks so friggin' hot lying there beneath me with her pussy gaping open waiting for me to push back into her. Sometimes she's embarassed (still?) at me looking at her like that at that moment - but she didn't seem to mind last night. I love how she looks like that - and I confess, even more, that my thoughts even more so were that "she looks like this when she's with him too". I know that seems so almost mundane in the midst of things - but that thought just made me so horny at that moment - that it drove me to not waste more time and I pushed back into her with a vengeance. When she knew I was going for it (she can tell) she seemed to shift her hips back and let me in even deeper and she started to tease me more in earnest - I guess, in her head, to make it more intense for me. And it worked - she teased about how big Robert is and how deep he goes in he compared to me. Whatever she said - it worked because whereas I will sometimes try to hold back at the edge to make it more pleasurable - not last night - as she talked - I just let loose and kept on fucking her at the same motion as I came in her. She squealed out loud as she felt my warm cum lubricating my last few thrusts into her before I collapsed against her.
We hugged and lay together as I caught my breath and she whispered in my ear "it's going to be okay for us" as if to comfort me and she continued "it's going to be fun ...." and after a second "remember, I promised you that it'll be good for you too" and then she made this slurping sound as if to intimate that she'll be sucking my cock in the future!
Today - there's a bit of uneasiness in the air. Oh, I'm very satisfied sexually - but there's obviously something big afoot between us that it feels like we're sort of on eggshells around each other. Nothing bad. I do have a nice Mothers Day planned for her for tomorrow - my son sent a gift for her (surprise - it's here ahead of time!) and my daughter and I have gotten a few gifts and have planned to cook a nice dinner for her tomorrow night. Its the time between now and then that's going to be awkward.