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About Me


It had been months since I had seen Judy. When I first met her, it took me three weeks to get warmed up to her. Now, I don't think I will ever cool down from her.

I was new at the hospital, in fact, new to the state. I had just moved here, knew no one, and was typically nervous. When I was introduced around the office, everyone was very nice, but all Judy said was, "Hello." She was an older woman, probably 10 years my senior, a little overweight, but amazingly well proportioned breasts and hips and the absolutely sexiest southern drawl I had ever heard. I've been in Texas some time now, and I have never heard an accent that was so incredibly innocent and sensual at the same time as Judy's. As I said, I was unsure about her for the first three weeks. After that, we became close friends, having lunch together on occasion, going down to a park after work and having a couple of beers together, discussing my divorce, her marriage, her kids, the things in our lives that disturbed us but that we felt free to discuss with each other. She was married, but still and all I was developing an incredible crush on her. Never did I let it show, but felt it there all the same. I would try to make excuses to be with her, although I would never come on to her, just being close to her made me happy. Only one overt incident happened. We were at a going away party for a mutual friend and both got a little intoxicated. As Judy was leaving I gave her a hug and what was supposed to be an innocent kiss. Both our lips parted simultaneously and our tongues searched with such passion that if there had not been others around I know it would have progressed into something completely uninnocent. We were both somewhat embarrassed by it the next day, but just chalked it up to the alcohol.

After seven months, I received a promotion which actually made me Judy's boss. Still, nothing untoward happened, but the fact that I was in a supervisory roll now limited the amount of time I could realistically spend with her without being accused of favoritism or some such nonsense. As a result, we grew farther apart, although we did remain friends.

Due to revisions at the hospital and personal issues, I ended up leaving my position some time later. After I left, and to this day, I'm not sure why, I wrote Judy a note, explaining my feelings for her and also explaining that I knew nothing could ever come of it, but felt it important that she know. I moved to a town some two hours away and figured that was the end of it.

About six months later, at 11:30 at night the phone rang. "Hi," was all she said, but I knew instantly who it was. I asked if everything was all right and she just began crying into the phone. It was several minutes before I could get her to calm down. It seems in the last few months her husband's business had gone down the tubes, they had been fighting, he had been drinking, her daughter was graduating and leaving home and Judy was at her wits end. "I don't know why all this had to happen at once. First you had to leave, then all of this," she sobbed. I know we had some serious discussions and were sounding boards for each other, but I read something deeper into this.

She said she was sitting in her front yard, having a beer and smoking a cigarette. I knew something serious was up because she didn't normally smoke. "Judy, you know if you need me, I'm always there for you. If you want, I will get out right now and drive over there to you," I offered, not really expecting her to take me up on it and being so tired I almost hoped she wouldn't.

"Would you?" she asked, "I'd really like that, I need to talk with you and I hate the phone." It turned out her husband was out of town, her daughters were out on dates and she really had no one there to be with. Considering all the support she had been to me during my divorce, I really couldn't refuse her, so loading up on NoDoze I hoisted myself into my van and began the 2 hour trip.

An hour and a half later (the car must have been wired by this time as well) I pulled up in front of her house and got out. She lives in a small town, no street lamps and at this hour of the night no house lights either. I walked up toward the door and heard a, "Hi, Jason," come from the front lawn. I jumped and she giggled, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, but the girls returned from their dates and have gone to bed. I didn't want you to wake them by knocking."

She was sitting on a blanket on the lawn with a couple of empty beer bottles and a half filled ashtray. "You want one?" she asked as she handed me a bottle. I took it and unscrewed the cap, draining half of it immediately. The stars were absolutely brilliant, so many, in fact, that it was difficult to discern the major constellations that are normally easy to find in the big city because there is such a pollution of urban light that the major constellations are the ONLY thing discernible. Here, there was such a plethora of minor stars and satellites visible they fairly obscured the major constellations.

"Are you okay?" I asked, with genuine concern.

"Oh, I'll be fine. Shit happens and it's just my turn to shovel it for a while," she replied, almost philosophically. "I'm really sorry I made you drive out here. I felt really stupid about it about a half hour after I called, but there wasn't anything I could do about it at that point. I really am glad that you're here though. I've missed you," she said as she drew a finger across my cheek and placed a tender kiss on my lips.

My lips, my kiss, my body responded to her, without so much as a moment's hesitation. The moment overtook us like a brakeless freight train on a downhill grade. The passion was as intense as I had ever felt. We both needed...wanted each other, and what's more, we both knew it.

We knelt on the blanket, facing each other. As our lips and tongues were searching, tasting each other's mouths, my hands were urgently unbuttoning Judy's blouse as hers were unbuttoning my shirt. The shirts flew out onto the lawn and our lips parted only long enough to lift my t-shirt over my head. We returned to our embrace and I reached behind her, one hand tracing a path along her spine as the other deftly unhooked her bra. As it released, I pulled it from her shoulders, pitching it on the lawn in the general direction of the shirts, then pulling her tightly against me once again, feeling her large breasts and large hard nipples pressing against my chest. As I lowered my face to them, running my tongue along the tops, down the sides, between them and finally taking first one nipple and then the other into my mouth, feeling them harden inside me, Judy's hands were unbuckling my belt, unsnapping and lowering the zipper of my jeans. In my rush to get out of the house I had not worn any underwear and she easily reached inside and withdrew my now hard cock from it's confinement.

"Do you know how long I have wanted to taste your cock?" she asked. "All those times at the park, with your van so close I just wanted to take you inside and suck you until you came. Not tonight, though. Tonight I just want to suck you enough until I taste your precum...just enough until you are about to explode, then I want you to fuck me. God, it's been so long since I've had a man's cock inside me and I miss it so. I want it to be your's inside me tonight, lover."

"Oh, God, Judy, I've wanted this for so long, and never thought I would ever get to be with you," I whispered from her breasts. "I've wanted to feel your pussy surrounding me, tightening around my cock as I start to cum, milking my climax from me."

We lay on the blanket and Judy expertly took me into her mouth. As she proceeded to slowly take me in and out between her lips, my hands were loosening her shorts and sliding shorts, panties and all down her thighs and off her legs. Without missing a beat on my swollen cock, she straddled my face, lowering her swollen lips to my face, allowing me perfect access to her pussy and clit with my tongue and lips. Ever so slowly my tongue traced a route through her pink folds of flesh...gliding...teasing...circling...until her hips were thrusting as if she were fucking my tongue. I held still allowing my tongue to slide in and out of her as her hips rocked. Then I proceeded to her clit...her swollen, hard, large, beautiful clit. I'd never seen a clit so prominent, it must have easily been a half to three quarters of an inch, and as sensitive as any I have circled my tongue around. The slightest touch elicited the most erotic sounds from Judy's mouth, emanating around my still inserted cock. Within moments, Judy was thrusting her hips hard upon my mouth and tongue, in the throes of an intense orgasm, stifling her cries so as not to wake the neighborhood but still whimpering with each stroke, nonetheless.

"Oh, God, Jason, please, please fuck me now. Fuck me from behind because I want to feel you as deeply inside me as I can...It's been so long..." her voice almost trailing off as she stood and made her way to a large pecan tree in the middle of her front lawn, grasping the trunk of the tree, bending slightly, exposing her wet pussy to me.

Standing behind her, my cock in hand, I rubbed the tip over her wetness, lubricating the head. Finding her opening easily, she was so wet that I immediately slid in. Gently I began thrusting in and out of her.

"Hard, love...I want to feel you deeper."

Longer and harder I thrust into Judy, feeling her flesh bounce each time I hit home. Judy's hand reached between her legs.


Harder I thrust, feeling my pubic bone crash into her ass with each stroke, my balls slamming against the underside of my cock each time I hit home, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Judy's fingers caressed her clit.


With that, I became possessed. With giant thrusts, out until only my cockhead is still within her pussy, thrusting home as hard as possible, eliciting an, "UGH," from her throat with each animalistic stroke. Judy's finger had penetrated her pussy, side by side with my cock as I pistoned inside of her. I felt my balls tighten, I felt the contractions beginning within my prostate, forcing my cum into Judy's pussy like a fire extinguisher, and surely it is similar, extinguishing our own fires within. As my climax hit, Judy had coaxed another from herself, her fingertips flying furiously over her clit as she peaked, dropped, then peaked yet again. Again, we stayed silent except for whimpers and grunts, but I cannot recall a more intense orgasm, nor one that I had ever wanted to experience so badly.

I've not been back to that little town since, and have not heard from Judy again, either, but she knows if she ever needs me, I'm there for her...

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