Man I loved (c) Copyright  Diana Cory, 2001
dianaworld99@yahoo.com  (Diana) 

On days like this one, I'd rather stayed under the covers and never come out. I was warm and snuggled down, hugging my teddy bear, and feeling the warmth of my dog on my feet. She loved to lie there since the divorce. I could not stay in bed though. Too much work to do.

I turned over to lie on my back and stretch. The world outside my door seem to loom dark and mysterious. I had been married all my life and now with the single status I had recently acquired, I knew that I had to get busier than I was and get a second job to pay my bills. I moved slowly out of bed to start the morning coffee and my half hour meditations. How my life had changed in the last couple of years. 

From a full time mother and housewife, I became a divorcee experiencing empty nest syndrome. And dating, that seem even more riskier. I had no idea how to date a man since I had met my husband at the age of seventeen and married at nineteen. At fifty-one, how does one start to date? I grumbled while I took a shower.

When the phone rang, I stared at it like it was something from outer space. No one called me this time in the morning. It was barely seven o'clock. I picked up the phone and with a cautious 'hello' answered it.

"Janey, is that you?" his voice crackled in the receiver I held.

"Yes, and who is this?" I asked.

"Jerry, Janey." he said. "Remember me?"

I searched my mind for a Jerry and suddenly remember my first love. Jerry and I had dated as teenagers do at the young ages of fifteen and sixteen. We went to church hayrack rides and movies with other teenagers we knew. I had had the biggest crush on Jerry.

"Hello, Jerry, where are you?" I asked with a smile in my heart. 

"Actually not far from you. I have had to come home to be with my family. My mother just passed away. Would you like to meet me for coffee?" he asked. 

I smiled again. Anything was better than this depression I had felt for the last few days.

"Sure," I answered.

Later, I sat across from a silver hair man whom looked so much like he did when we were younger. We chatted about everything; our families, our jobs, our lives, and our divorces. Jerry's wife  had left him a year ago. 

When Jerry asked if I wanted to get a motel room and finally explore what we had hinted at all those years ago, I almost turn him down. I still was afraid of my emotions with him. He had me tied in knots as a young girl and as a woman he made me want for our youth.

Instead, I agreed. We nervously drove to a motel and registered. I had never done this in my lifeand my heart was beating and my palms were sweating. Self-confidence in the bedroom was notmy thing.

Jerry took me to the room and ushered me inside. We laughed when we saw the bed. I had heard many stories about Jerry's ability in bed from the few girls he had dated after me. I knew he enjoyed the sexual act. My x-husband seldom enjoyed making love. 

"Do you want to undress?" Jerry asked me.

"No, you undress me." I teased him back and saw his eyebrows go up in surprise. He moved closer  to me and took my sweater by his large hands. Jerry stood six foot five and had the largest hands. He pulled my sweater over my head and threw it on the floor before he dipped his head down to kiss my lips. I had to stand on my tip toes to places my arms around his neck. He took the kiss deeper and I felt myself relaxing. 

"Come to bed, Janey." Jerry took my hand and lead me to the motel bed. "Let me undress the rest of you slowly. I have waited for years to do this." 

His hands on me made my skin shiver. Each article of my clothing came off and floated down to the floor. Slowly Jerry kissed my lips then traveled to my shoulder blades down to my breasts to cup them and kiss them. He kissed my hip bones and my gall bladder scar. He kissed my thighs and then he snuggled down to kiss my pussy lips, opening them up to suck on my clit. No man had given me this honor before and I felt chilled at first, excited, and embarrassed all at once. Then the warm of his mouth soaked through my brain and I felt myself start to move to his tutoring of his warm lips. I felt wonderfully aroused. I reached down for his hair with my hands and felt his warm head. Oh, God! I cried out when I could not stand it any longer and flooded Jerry's mouth with my pussy juices. I started a low giggle.

"Oh, Janey, how I have missed that giggle through the years." Jerry moved up to lie close to me and hold me while I calmed down. He then kissed me again and I could taste myself on his lips. 

Rolling off the motel bed, Jerry undressed. He was so handsome in the buff. I had rolled on myside to watch his movements. I had loved Jerry in my youth but this man though familiar had astranger-ness to him. We had not seen one another for over thirty years. He joined me in the bedand I could not but noticed how he had grown harder.

I moved over him now to rest on his body and to take control. I wanted to enjoy his body and so I started my own slow descent down his body with my nibbles. He cautioned me not to take him in my mouth because he wanted to make love to me. I though did handle him with care and did enjoy a few little nibbles and kisses and the length of his hard on in my mouth before I relented and move to sit on top of him. 

I had an extra twenty-five pounds on me since we had last seen one another. I had felt embarrassment often due to my weight through the years but now I did not mind. I rode Jerry like a ship on the stormy seas. He held my hips and moved me up and down on him. He put a finger inside me and rubbed while I rode him till suddenly I reached forward to kiss his lips and come again. 

"My turn, Janey," Jerry said and moved me down to my back on the bed. He moved above me and took my legs to move them over his buns. Then he entered me again. I shivered when I saw his face in red hot passion. I had only dreamed of this a thousand times in my youth. I stopped dreaming after I had been married five years and Jerry had disappeared from my life. 

Jerry moved slowly at first, enjoying our embrace, and then he lost himself in me. I watched his face for a while seeing his eyes grow larger and his smile turn to a grimace as he pumped inside me. Then I lost myself in the swirl of lovemaking. I came quickly and then felt myself building again for the last climax. I heard my moans and his moans clashing against each other. 

"Oh, dam, Janey, want you so badly" Jerry yelled out and then slammed against me in his own climax. I felt myself being lifted from the motel bed to feel my own body relinquish a flood of spasms so powerful it rocked my insides till I shut my eyes and went with the organism. My heart was beating against my rib cage and my head felt like I had a thousand tiny needles pricking it. I felt my breath reach inside me in a painful gasp and I yelled out, "OH! Jesus!" before I felt him moving closer to my mouth for one last drawn out kiss. 

I could feel his body's sweat and felt his heart beating against my own body. I heard his muffled, "Oh, Janey, how I have loved you all these years." 

I smiled. "Thank you for that, Jerry." I whispered back.

"If only, you'd had waited for me. I tried to tell you I would not had been in Nam forever." he said in my ear and then raised up to look at me with condemning eyes. "Why did you marry him?" he asked.

"I like him and he liked me. I wanted to experience sex and he didn't want to go to Nam. It worked out that we just were left alone while all our friends moved on after school to their own lives. You did enlist in the Navy, remember." Janey teased.

"You did decide to date him after we broke up." Jerry moved to the side of my body and stroke me with long leisurely strokes. 

"Well, you did decide to date my girlfriends. And some of them, you screwed around with them. I had to listen to them tell me all about how good you were in bed." Janey teased back with the memories.

"And you wanted to remain a virgin till you got married." Jerry teased back."We were kids." Janey touched Jerry's puckered nipples and realized they were not done making love yet. In fact, they had just started to make up for time lost. "Shall we nap for a while or talk?" Jerry asked Janey as he moved up the cover to cover their bodies. "I plan to keep this motel bed warm for the whole weekend."

"And after that?" Janey asked.

Jerry smiled and winked at her before he dipped his head to kiss her again. "The rest of our lives, Janey, has just begun." 

Diana Cory writes erotica for pleasure. She lives in the Midwest Bible Belt and can be reached at dianaworld99@yahoo.com