I try to open my eyes after I come. Fuck, it’s near enough impossible. My cock just keeps spilling out like a fucking pistol. I’m coming so fucking hard. I feel like a little kid in the candy shop that’s been given access to every different type of candy, and my wish has finally come true, and I’m completely lost. There’s a wave of all types of different kinds of emotions that are running through my mind that it’s driving me fucking insane. I’d been craving and fantasizing about Jennifer so fucking long and now that it’s happened, I want more. There’s no way that I’m going to let her go after this.

No fucking way.

I’ve never had sex like that. I didn’t even know I was capable. It wasn’t even fucking; it was as if we were making love because there was a connection between us. Every time her fingers touched me, there was some electricity. Her skin feels like silk, but it’s so damn smooth. Everything about her and it just sends a craving, and my mouth wants more. My fingers need it. My cock fucking desires it.

It’s as if I’ve been craving someone for so long and now that I’ve had her, I know one thing for sure. I have no intention of letting her go. Now we’ve crossed the line. The one that’s been on my mind for the last two years ever since I saw her half-naked by accident in her house.

Jennifer’s smiling as I hold her in my arms. She has no idea how she’s made me feel like a man in this time than I’ve ever felt in my life.

I kiss her gently. “Jennifer, that was beautiful. I’ve wanted you for so long…”

“Sorry?”

She shakes her head as if she’s been awoken from a bad dream and then pulls away from my arms. The same look that she had on her face when we were in the kitchen.

“What did I do wrong?”

I say in a panic as she reaches out for her towel. Not this again, I thought that now we’re connecting that she would see things from my point-of-view. She’ll see that we belong together, and stop fighting it. I was wrong, and I can tell it as she hurriedly starts heading toward her house.

“Where are you going?”

Silly question, because it’s obvious that she’s going in the house. Crap! I haven’t got on my briefs. I quickly put them on in a panic and then catch up with her. She can’t run away from me and deny what happened just now.

No, I won’t let her.

“Jennifer!” I shout once I have on my briefs and I reach the porch door. She’s not responding so; I start going through the house like a mad man.

“Jennifer, I know that you’re here. Just answer me.”

Still nothing, so I start rummaging through the different rooms. I know that she’s in the house. I hate being ignored, especially when we just shared a magical moment and she didn’t even give me a chance to recover. She just ran off like she’s afraid. I head up the stairs, still shouting out her name and now I feel like a prick. I didn’t bring any clothes. I thought that I was just going to be in the pool. Maybe we would splash around, and maybe I would play with her a little bit. I didn’t expect us to go all the way. Not straight away. I thought that today I would just get a little taste, and in time she would see that I’m not some kid, but I’m serious about how I feel about her. Fuck, I told her that I’ve wanted her for so long. Didn’t that mean anything to her?

I head up the stairs assuming that she must be in her bedroom. I knew that they slept in separate bedrooms, one day when I was snooping around I went in her room by accident, and I remember she was dressing. Maybe that’s when the curiosity about her started, that time from when I saw her half-naked, in her underwear. I open the door, and sure enough, she’s heading into the shower.

“What are you doing?” She’s not looking at me, but speaking to the space that I’m closing between us.

“Jason, don't come any closer. We both know that what happened just now was wrong.”

She’s gripping a hold of the towel that she’s holding as if her life depends on it. Not this again. “Jennifer, don’t be like that. We had a good time. The way that you were screaming right now, it didn’t seem as if you weren’t enjoying it. If anything it was the complete opposite.”

She laughs nervously. “That’s exactly why it shouldn’t happen. You’re just a boy. I’m old enough to be your mom. I took advantage of you. I told you to rub lotion on my body. What was I thinking?”

I start to feel as if she’s stabbing daggers at my heart.

“I told you how I felt about you and you want to dismiss it as if it’s nothing. That fucking hurt my feelings.”

She sighs. “Jason, don't feel that way. It’s natural for a boy of your age to feel that way about a woman of my age.”

“What?”

She’s talking shit as if she’s talking to a kid. The way that I made her scream just now. No kid could do that to her. No other man has. No other man will. She’ll see that I’m the man for her.

“I’m not going to let you dismiss me as if I’m some kid. Remember that time I came into your room, and you were half-naked? From that day I’ve wanted you. I haven’t stopped thinking about you.”

She crosses her arms. “Oh, so that’s why you were fucking Bethany because you wanted me?”

She raises her eyebrow, and I don’t have an answer for her. She has a point; it seems weird telling her that I’ve wanted her for so long when, as she so eloquently put it, I was with Bethany only two days ago.

“That was in the past,” I dismiss my time with Bethany because she isn’t memorable. Not like what just happened between Jennifer and me today.

“Besides, we hadn’t crossed the line. The one that we did just now. Jennifer, I know that you’re scared. You don’t know what kind of crazy shit is running through my mind.”

I trace my hand through my hair as I think about what happened downstairs by the pool. Sex like I’ve never known it.

“I’m the kind of guy that just fucks. I mean. A quick in and out, but what just happened down there, between us was…”

“Fucking! Jason, you’re just a kid. The same age as my son. It may seem different to you, but that’s because I’m older.”

Her words cut like a knife, and I don’t want to hear any more. I shake my head as I think about how things can change in a short space of time. She doesn’t attempt to say anything else, and I don’t fucking want to hear it. She just needs time. I get it; she’s as shocked about the trail of events the same way that I am at the moment.

I’ve got time, and I’m a patient man. I’ll give it to her. I head back down the stairs and as I think about what happened by the pool as I pass it once again, my cock starts to get hard. I’ll have a cold shower once again as I get home and think about Jennifer. I’ve been doing it for the last couple of days, this time I won’t be fantasying about what I wish will happen between us. This time it’ll be a replay of what happened a few minutes ago. My cock in her sweet pussy, I’ll cum hard as I give Jennifer time to come to the reality that what happened to her isn’t just a dream come true for me. It’s the fucking same for her too.