Surprise Reunion

Carefully Lynn unlocks the door, I mustn’t wake up now or it’ll fail and all this will have been for nothing. She turns the handle slowly, moving down the hall listening for any sounds with her hyped up senses. She slowly opens the bedroom door seeing me lying in bed, the covers pushed down, my arm thrown up over my face, my body naked to her for the first time in a long time. Lynn is completely thrown by my nakedness, by being so near to me again in three years. I’m so open to her and vulnerable. The room is filled by the sounds of my breathing, deep and steady with the slightest growl of a snore at the base of each breathe. Lynn shuts the door behind her walking over to the bed, calm and certain of herself now she is with me, her footsteps soft on the carpet.

For the longest time she stands beside the bed, minutes pass while she gazes at me smiling in my sleep. Her heart is racing, but from excitement and arousal now, not from fear, she has stopped feeling sick, there are only butterflies in her stomach, and dampness in her pussy. Lynn pulls her t-shirt off, then her pants, then her panties and now we’re naked together and her body tingles and throbs, her nipples growing stiff in the cool air. She moves down the bed so she is level with my hips, then lowers her weight onto the side of the bed, I don’t wake up and she is free to carry out her plan exactly as she had hoped. She bends over me, resting her hands lightly on my belly and my thigh taking my soft, limp penis into her mouth. Lynn sucks gently at it, barely sucking at all, just letting it rest in her mouth, supporting it with her tongue, letting her saliva flow over it.

Then it begins to harden and she feels me waking up, my stomach muscles tensing and me breathe coming a little lighter, a little faster. Lynn sucks harder, starts stroking with her hands until my body is fully awake, even if my mind is not. My fingers tangle in her hair as I pull her head down onto me and then I jerk upright and Lynn is so scared that I will stop her, she sucks harder and as skilfully as she knows how, running her tongue round the shaft, sliding her lips over the head again and again and I don’t stop her, just sit there, her head in my lap holding onto her hair. Lynn tries to pull away from me for a moment as I try to hold her down, then I release her and she looks up into my face where confusion and disbelief seem to be battling for control. Lynn bends her head to take me into her mouth again, I pull her away, roughly this time forcing her to sit up and then we’re kissing. God! My lips are hard against hers, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth as she feels so joined to me again as she never has been to any other man since leaving me three years ago, this is an intimacy beyond sex as she gives herself up to it completely again.