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Hank is back from Greece, awaiting the return of his mature lover, Ambrosia.

You asked for it, so here it is. I hope you enjoy it.


You know that saying about dog years? How one real year equals seven years of a dog’s life?

Dogs got it easy. I found that one week away from my luscious Ambrosia was an absolute eternity. I swear, time stood still. It was torture.

The torture was further compounded by the fact that the source of my pain had to remain secret. Hiding my emotional agony from Dad was easy; he wouldn’t notice if I had a screaming tantrum on the floor, but Mom and my sister were a bit tougher. They had typically attuned female emotional radar, and would pick up on things I thought were invisible.

The only saving grace was that it was only one week. Right, only seven days. Just one hundred sixty-eight hours, a little over ten thousand minutes, or six hundred thousand seconds, all of it in the presence of a clock that seemed determined not to move, and gave up those seconds grudgingly.

Like I said…. eternity. I could still taste that last kiss, the night before we left. No amount of time and stale airline peanuts could erase it.




Was this fate’s way of punishing me for getting involved with a woman who was old enough to be my mother? If so, then fate was cruel to have brought us together, and to have made a longer relationship even possible. No, I chose to believe it was merely a test of my patience. Good things are worth waiting for.

Only a little more than half a million seconds to go.



The app on my phone told me that Brosie’s flight would be landing within the hour. If only she was arriving alone, I would meet her at the airport, and show her how much I missed her. Alas, Marina was travelling with her mother, and she already didn’t like me. If she knew what we had done already, her attitude would most certainly not improve.

So, I would have to wait, as patiently as possible, at home in my room. At last, my phone buzzed. A text. Five words from heaven.

Just landed. Call you later, I read.

If the clock wasn’t moving slowly enough before, it now seemed to stop altogether. I was in agony.


At last, later arrived. My phone rang softly. The display said Callie.

“I am just about to go crazy here,” I said quietly.

“Hello to you, too,” she purred. “I know it’s been a long week, honey. I wish I could have been in your arms the whole time, but….”

“I know,” I replied. “I know. God, I missed you. You’re going to get the hug to end all hugs when I see you!”

“Ooooo! I like that!” she giggled. “Do I get more than a hug?”

“Well, let’s start with a hug,” I laughed. “Then we’ll see where the mood takes us.”

“Mmmmm, my mood will take us right here,” she growled.

“You’re in bed?” I asked

“Yes. Long flight. I’m pooped, but I wanted to talk to you,” she said softly. “Now that I’m alone though, I find myself in need of your touch. Would you tell me what you’d do to me if we were together? Please?”

It was my first experience with phone sex. It sounded like fun, and I must have been reasonably good at it, because as I described what my hands and lips would do all over her body, I could hear the quiver of excitement in her breathing.

“Take your cock out,” she directed.

“Already did,” I told her. “You’re masturbating too, aren’t you?”

“Mmmmm hmmm,” she moaned. “Three fingers. God, I’m so wet. I want your cock so bad. Stroke it for me, baby. Tell me how hard it is, and how much you want to fuck me.”

“Oh, it’s hard alright. It’s like stone. I’d give anything to be with you right now,” I growled. “I want you. I need you. I can’t live without your body, in my arms.”

I caught myself before I added ‘I love you’ to the list. I might be jumping the gun, and I didn’t want to scare her. Besides, I wasn’t really sure if it was love, or just a terminal case of lust.

“Hank, I’m cumming,” she moaned. I heard her shudder, gasping for air as it hit her. There was silence on her end. I stroked myself slowly, but I was planning to save it for her anyway.

“Brosie?” I asked.

“Mmmmm?” she moaned.

“You okay?” I whispered.

“Yes,” she sniffed. “I just miss you. Tomorrow. Tomorrow, Marina will be catching up with her friends after the trip, and she’ll be with her boyfriend. Tomorrow, we can be together. I’ll message you when she leaves. Okay?”

“I’ll be waiting,” I smiled.

“Goodnight,” she said softly, and hung up.


The next day, I killed some time doing chores around the house. I figured it would grease the wheels with my parents, and get me the car for the day. It didn’t matter if I had to take three buses and hitchhike, I wasn’t missing this chance.

As it turns out, my sister had no plans, so the second family car was mine for bursa escort the taking. I decided to take preemptive action, and got out of the house before they could change their minds. I headed toward Brosie’s address, planning on waiting nearby.

The traffic seemed to be saying it wanted us to be together, as there was almost none, and I made it to her neighbourhood in record time. I pulled into a conveniently placed convenience store, and bought a drink, then sat in the car to wait as patiently as possible.

Patient is a relative term, of course. I may have been consciously patient, but my imagination and memory were not being cooperative. They kept flashing back to Greece. Brosie sucking my cock. Brosie on her back, huge breasts wobbling while I fucked her hard. Her ass absorbing the impact of my furious strokes as I pounded her from behind. The buzzing of my phone interrupted the slideshow.

I grabbed the device, and saw ‘Callie’ on the screen.

“Hi baby,” I smiled.

“She’s gone. The house is ours for the whole afternoon at least,” Brosie said, her voice resonating with desire.

“I’ll be there in five,” I replied, starting the car.

It actually took me six minutes, by the time I parked a few houses away and walked to her door. I rang the bell. I heard her footsteps from inside, and the door opened wide. Almost as wide as her smile when she saw me.

“Shit! You weren’t kidding!” she gasped, and grabbed my hand. “Get in here!”

As soon as I was in and the door closed, she leapt on me, giggling like a schoolgirl. Her arms went around my neck, and her legs around my waist, as she smothered me with kisses. I grabbed her ass with both hands, and steered us into a corner for stability, returning her kisses with equal ardour.

“I missed you so much!” she gasped, as she tipped her head back and I nibbled on her neck. Her hair smelled wonderful, and she felt like an angel in my arms. Her legs released their hold, and I lowered her onto her feet. “Let me show you around.”

As she led away, I noticed her attire for the first time. I’d only seen her in bathing suits, or vacation wear, but she was home now, and relaxed, in her safe environment.

I liked the safe, relaxed Ambrosia Callidora Castellanos. She was wearing cut-off jeans, not quite in the Daisy Duke range of shortness, but the frayed edges would retreat with every wash, so eventually they would get there. They gripped her shapely ass quite nicely, and made her already long and elegant legs look even longer. Up top, her breasts were unencumbered under a cropped, wrap-style top, heather grey in colour. It bared her trim midsection, and also formed a deep V to display her cleavage.

I followed her around the house, taking the tour of the lower level, that ended in the kitchen. She stopped, and turned to face me, catching me drinking in her beauty with my eyes.

“Can I offer you anything?” she asked, with a wide smile. “A drink? A snack? Are you hungry?”

“Famished,” I growled. “What about a tour of your bedroom?”

“Oh god, I’m so glad you said that!” she giggled. “I didn’t want to assume anything.”

“Well, you’re a good hostess,” I laughed. “The ‘anything’ you can offer me is you.”

She sauntered the few steps over to me, and tiptoed up, as though to kiss me.

“Race you!” she gasped, and darted away, amid more giggles.

“No fair!” I smiled, chasing her. She had several steps on me, and knew where she was going, so by the time I reached the foot of the stairs, she was nearly at the top. I gained a little by taking the stairs in twos, but her long, dark hair disappeared around the corner into what I assumed was her bedroom.

I arrived in the room, and found…. No one! Where the hell did she go?

Two soft hands covered my eyes from behind.

“Guess who?” the feminine voice asked, with a sultry purr.

“Well, can you give me a hint?” I joked.

“Hmmm,” she giggled, giving it some thought. “How about this?” Two soft, round points of contact pressed against my back. “Does that help?”

“Brosie!” I laughed. “I wondered where you went.” I turned, and wrapped her in a tight embrace. “Gotcha!”

Her lips were moist when they met mine, and I gently guided us in the direction of her huge bed. We sat, and laid on our sides, facing each other and kissing passionately. My hand rested on her waist, and I noticed the bow that tied her top in place, under my fingers. I plucked it, and the soft fabric unwrapped, baring her chest.

“Oops,” she sighed, rolling back to fully display her breasts. “Whatever will I do, half naked in my bedroom, with a big, strong, young man taking advantage of me?” She smiled, and closed her eyes, waiting for me to ravish her.

I scooted closer, and caressed her breasts. They were so full, soft and round, just as I remembered them, and she moaned softly in response. My lips were drawn to the tightly puckered, excited nipples, and I sucked each of them gently in turn. I bursa escort bayan rested my hand on her smooth, flat belly while I nursed her breasts. It was Brosie’s hand that pushed mine lower, sliding my fingers under her jeans after she had unsnapped them. There were no panties covering her bare pussy, and my fingers hooked into her moist opening.

“Mmmmm hmmm, your fingers feel so good, Hank,” she groaned. “Mine don’t have the same effect.” She was running her fingers through my hair, and holding me in place, not that I had any intention of leaving. Her nipples were responding to my mouth, growing tall and stiff as I sucked them.

I don’t know how long we were here like this. Several minutes at least. Her pussy was growing wetter every second, and she finally grabbed my hair and pulled my lips away from her breast.

“I love what you’re doing, baby,” she purred, “but I’ve had enough preliminaries. I need your big cock, right now.” She lifted her hips, and slid the frayed denim off, down her legs. She spread wide, and used two fingers to gape her pussy lips open. “Please? Fill me with your hard shaft? I need it so bad!”

While I was wearing more than she was, it didn’t take me long to catch up. Within seconds, I was kneeling between her long legs, while she guided my cock into the warm embrace of her pussy.

“Oh god, Brosie,” I sighed, returning to heaven at last, “I missed this. You know you’ve got me hooked now, don’t you?”

“So, we’re both addicted now,” she smiled, as I pressed in all the way. “You’re the only man I need in my life, or my bed. You satisfy needs I’d forgotten I even had.” She pulled my lips to hers, and I could feel the emotions pouring out of her.

You might have expected us to be in a frenzy of need, after a week apart, but that wasn’t the case. The need was certainly there, but in a different, deeper way. Frenzy was replaced by a gentler emotion, one that I was unfamiliar with.


Yeah. How could we be in love? We’d only known each other a couple of weeks, and our sum total of commonalities amounted to a desire to have sex with each other. She was my mother’s age. It couldn’t be love, could it?

As I said, I’d never felt this way before, but I had also never had a woman before…. any woman, let alone one of Brosie’s remarkable attributes. My limited experience before her had been with girls my age, and they paled in comparison, both physically and emotionally. She may have been more like my mother on the outside, but inside, no pun intended, she was perfect for me. Playful. Caring. Adventurous. Loyal.

I only hoped she felt the same way about me.

Anyway, what could have been a purely physical act, fucking for the sake of fucking alone, had become making love.

I stroked into her smoothly, watching the light of desire flicker in her beautiful eyes as I did. Our kisses were full of emotion, making up for lost time. I rolled us over, pulling her up on top, hoping she would dangle her magnificent breasts in my face. Instead, she remained cuddled on my chest, and looked deep into my eyes.

“Honey, I’ve had a lot of time to think in the past week,” she smiled.

So had I. Although most of my thoughts had been about her luscious body, and all the fun we had together, there had been others. Maybe I was growing up, but I had spent a lot of time contemplating a long-term relationship. Would we get along, outside the bedroom? Were we truly compatible? How would we deal with being public knowledge, especially with my parents?

“I hope you know how wonderful you make me feel physically,” she smiled. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy, but it did make me examine my feelings. I had to question my motivation. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“Yes, I do,” I said softly.

“Well, I’m not sure I do,” she giggled. “I tried so hard to figure it out, but I guess I was just missing you too much. We’re very good together, and I found my thoughts getting hung up on that fact. So, I came up with a plan.”

Uh oh, I thought. A former girlfriend had done this to me, and her plan had involved the old cliché about ‘letting it go, and if it comes back, it’s yours’. Since we weren’t together, I guess we never were, so it seemed to be the right course, but at the time, it felt like a cop out.

“I’ve decided not to decide,” she smiled, giving my still ensconced cock a squeeze with her snug pussy. “We don’t have to sort this out right now. Maybe what we have is only physical, and maybe it’s something much, much more. The point I’m trying to make is that there’s no time limit for us. I want us to have fun, and let this tangle of emotions figure itself out. Okay?”

“Okay,” I smiled. She was right. I had been trying to be very adult about it, but I didn’t have the experience to go with that adulthood.

“Good,” she giggled, kissing me softly. She sat up now, and pressed her soft breasts in my face. Her hips lifted, and she began to fuck herself on my stiff shaft. I grabbed escort bursa her breasts, and directed one hard nipple into my mouth. “Mmmmm, that’s it. Feels like fun to me.”

Until the emotions untangled, we would probably be spending nearly every moment together in bed, having fun like this. Going out in public would be problematic, as we didn’t need the attention, which would increase the risk of Marina or my family finding out. Oh well. Such is life.

Brosie gasped and shook in my grasp. It was a nice gentle orgasm, but I wanted to hear her scream. I rolled on top of her again, and started giving it to her with more energy.

“UHNNN! Yes, baby! Fuck me harder!” she groaned.

“You want it, honey? You want to cum again?” I grunted, slamming my hips forward briskly. “Tell me what you want. Tell me how it feels.”

I really wasn’t asking for any ulterior motives. Yes, I knew how to fuck, and I’d seen enough porn to know what worked for me, but I genuinely wanted to know what turned her crank. Being a better lover for her had no downside, even if we didn’t stay together. She could teach me more about women than any girl my age, by virtue of her own experiences.

What I got was a bonus. What man doesn’t love to hear his lady begging for it, in language that would make a sailor blush? Coming from a woman old enough to be my mother made it even hotter. Her eyes spoke volumes of her pleasure, but she voiced it anyway.

“God, yes! I love it! I need it! Your cock stretches me so perfectly, all the way deep into my hot, horny cunt! Fuck me, darling. Fuck me with that big, perfect staff. Make me cum, like the bad girl I am. Take my body, for your pleasure. I give it to you freely. Fuck my pussy, with your hard cock, and make me scream in ecstasy!”

Her eyes were locked on mine, while I pounded into her vagina furiously. I could see the pleasure building in her expression, until her lips drew into a snarl of lust, and she tossed her head back, unleashing a stream of descriptives.

“Fuck! I’m cumming! Don’t stop, baby! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Oh god, it feels so good! Gimme more of that big cock! Deeper! Harder! Fuck me, baby, and shoot your hot cum inside me! Do it! Do it! Ahnnn! YES!”

Brosie’s pussy clutched my cock tight, and she shuddered through her orgasm while I filled her with my own blissful discharge. She pulled me closer and wrapped her body around mine, moaning happily as we came together. It was everything I remembered and more.

Before I left, later in the afternoon, I fucked her to another two climaxes, and she finished me off with her mouth, urging me on while I basted her tonsils. We talked about different ways we could continue to meet like this, and how much we wanted to do so.

We were together again, albeit still in secret, and with the added complications of schedules and prying eyes. We would find a way to make it work.


When I arrived at home, I had to remind myself to play it cool, and scrape the giddy smile off my face. I had washed my face well, so hopefully Brosie’s pussy scent wasn’t going to give us away.

“Just relax. You were only spending time with friends, and telling them all about the trip,” I said to myself. “It’s easy. Just leave out the part where you were fucking a gorgeous woman for hours. Piece of cake.”

Walking through the front door, the first person I saw was Dad, who merely grunted and waved at me, before going back to his college football game. From Dad this constituted high acknowledgement, but I wasn’t expecting much more from him.

My sister, Sharon, was next, and while I was concerned a little bit that she, as a woman, might sense something, I had the advantage of knowing that I was way down the list of things she found worthy of her interest. She barely even looked in my direction, but I gave her my best poker face anyway. It was good practice for the main event.


She was in the kitchen, prepping for our dinner tonight. Happy to see I was home safely, she greeted me with a hug.

“Hi honey!” she smiled, holding me a little longer than usual. “How’d it go? Get all reconnected with your friends?”

Reconnected? Hmmm. Yes, I guess that’s one way to put it.

“Yeah. We’re all good,” I replied, suppressing the urge to grin. “I told them all about the trip…. the sights, that sort of stuff.”

“Lots of people there? Girls?” she asked.

“A couple,” I admitted. Only one that mattered.

“That must be the perfume I smell,” she giggled, turning away at last. “Someone new?”

How the hell?…. I thought, sniffing my sleeves. She always did have the family’s most sensitive nose, but I thought I’d dealt with that issue.

“Yeah, I guess it must be,” I laughed back, trying to mask my nervousness. If she smelled the same perfume on me in Greece, she might put two and two together, and come up with a question I desperately wanted to avoid. “I think you’ve met all my friends, though.”

It was a desperate attempt to confuse her, but also true. She had met all my friends, including the one I’d just spent the afternoon having incredibly satisfying sex with, although she didn’t know that aspect of things.

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