He was staring at her with a grin on his face.
“What?” Casey asked. She was very conscious of her naked body.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
Casey blushed. She wasn’t used to compliments. At least, not about her body.
“No, I’m not,” she said.
“Oh yes you are. You look perfect to me,” he persisted.
There was no trace of irony in his voice or expression. He really meant it.
By the time she’d gotten her two kids into middle school, her hips had grown wider and her belly soft. She’d never been a skinny girl, but now she was very curvy.
She’d been apprehensive about taking things to the next step with Pete. She feared what he’d think when seeing her naked. Now, here they were, alone in her bedroom. She’d lit a scented candle, and warm vanilla filled the room. It had become dark outside, and she hoped he wouldn’t ask for more than candlelight.
She fixed herself up every day, but it seemed like men rarely took notice of her. John had stopped years before they had even discussed a divorce. Now she was naked with a guy she’d met only a few weeks before, and he acted like he couldn’t get enough of her. His kisses tasted like peppermint and his hands trembled as he held her head.
He leaned in and took her nipple in his mouth. His human touch sent shivers down her body. There was only so much she should have to ask of her vibrator. She closed her eyes and focused on controlling her breath as he feasted on her large breasts.
Her boys were at their dad’s for the weekend, so she relaxed and let Pete have his way with her. Casey’s pussy grew damp as he guided her onto the bed. If he loved her body, then she’d let him have as much of it as he wanted. She had time.
He kissed down her breast to the soft hill of her belly. She hoped he wouldn’t find anything he didn’t like and stop, because it felt really, really good. On all fours next to her, he planted kisses past her belly button down to the stubble of her shaven mons.
She reached out and took his cock in her hand, finding he was as hard as she’d hoped. Her breath became ragged, and she couldn’t help spreading her legs a little for him. Her heart raced in anticipation and nervousness.
He appeared consumed with her pleasure. He got between her legs, and she prepared for him to penetrate her with his hard shaft. She hoped he’d last long enough for her to have an orgasm. It had been so long.
Instead, he held each leg up so that he was able to kiss down at a glacial pace from her painted toes to her inner thighs. The roughness of his stubble scratched along the skin on the inside of her legs as he tantalized her.
Casey was burning up inside. She yearned for the wetness of his mouth on her pussy to put out the flames. He kissed all around her labia and kept her fire red hot. She wanted, no needed, something inside her pussy. Now.
“Roll over on all fours,” he said.

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