Wilson's Hard Lesson (99 page)

She got the tingly aftertaste on her tongue and a few last
drips that were attached to the tip of his member as he pulled out, and she
lapped them up eagerly, swallowing them all down along with the rest of it.

Meanwhile, her two fingers were going ten to the dozen down
below, and blurring over her clit as fast as possible, soon bringing herself to
a climax too merely a few seconds after Carl’s.

Her mouth still filled with him, she moaned around him and
twitched a little, her body trembling with pleasure as she slowly pulled back
and released him from her mouth, panting and shivering from her own climax as
well as the satisfaction that came with having sucked his bone clean dry.

“Oh my word, Anna, that…. that was…. ah…” Carl could barely
form a sentence as he slowly released his tight grip on her head and gently ran
his fingers through her hair. “Incredible.”

“Thank you,” she smiled, blushing a little.

“Come here…let me…let me help you up…” He reached down and
tucked his hands under her shoulders, pulling her up off the floor and into his
lap, wrapping his arms right around her and giving her a tight but tender hug.

The two of them sat like that for the next five minutes,
just curled up in each other’s embrace until finally they found it in
themselves to move, mustering up enough energy to get up off the couch.

Carl pulled his pants back up and tucked himself away, then
took hold of her hand and led her through to the kitchen so they could choose
something to eat. It was way past dinner time and they were both ravenous after
their unplanned sex session.

They took a bunch of ingredients out of the fridge and set
them down on the counter, then Anna sat at the breakfast bar and watched Carl
cook, while they talked about Jason and how Carl wanted him to be brought up.

“I want to send him to a good school…”

“You’ve been thinking about schools already? Wow.”

“Yeah well, you’ve got to these days. It all depends on
where you live, y’know? You can only get into certain schools if you live in
certain areas, like, near enough to that school for it to be considered your
local.”

Anna nodded. “Yeah, I guess so. Would you consider moving
house then? Just to get him into the right school, I mean?”

“I would do, yeah,” he nodded and flipped some chicken
around in the pan as it fried and sizzled gently. “To be honest, I’d consider
moving from here anyway, regardless of schools. I mean, this place has a lot of
memories…not all good ones…”

“Because of Sarah…” Anna mumbled hesitantly, not knowing how
much Carl wanted to talk about her. She was intrigued to know more about their
relationship, about what had happened, but she didn’t want to push him or drag
up any old memories that would upset him.

“Yeah. I mean, this was where she died…y’know…right here in
this house.”

“Oh gosh. That must be so hard, I’m sorry. To carry on
living here and see it every day.”

“Yeah…” Carl frowned and then concentrated on his cooking
for a while, the conversation falling silent until he spoke up again a few
moments later. “I’m just glad it happened before Jason got older, y’know? When
he was still a kid and too young to remember. If he’d seen something like
that…if he’d have been the one to find her, and he’d remembered it, it would
have scarred him for life.”

Now Anna was even more intrigued and she wasn’t sure how
much longer she could last without knowing the truth. “How…how did she die?”
she asked, very quietly, then quickly added, “If you don’t want to talk about
it, that’s totally OK, by the way.”

“No, it’s fine,” Carl shook his head and turned to look at
her. “I’m going to have to tell you at some point so…it might as well be now
seeing as we’re on the subject. She uh…Sarah had a lot of problems. She
was…well…essentially she was a drug addict. She was a casual user when I met
her and that was fine, but it started getting worse and it turned into a
problem. I thought it would stop after Jason was born, but it didn’t. I still
loved her though…I loved her with all my heart and I was fully willing to stand
by her and support her and ….” He cut himself short and then frowned. “Sorry.
This is getting completely off topic. You asked me how she died, not for some
long sob story.”

“Oh gosh no, please, carry on, sob away, really,” she
insisted with a gentle smile. “I’m sure it’s all relevant. Was…was it drugs?”

He nodded and sniffed a little, rubbing the back of his neck
with one hand. “Yeah, it was a kind of more than that though. She’d gotten
herself into financial trouble with a dealer. I didn’t even know about it.
She’d hid it from me. But then, when I came home…when I found her…she was all beat
up, almost beyond recognition…her face was all swollen and bruised and…yeah it
was uh…pretty disturbing to say the least. I thought she’d been beaten to
death. I thought that was how she’d died, but it turned out it was a drugs
overdose on whatever cocktail she’d been taking. She was on all kinds by that
point apparently, once again, the half of which I didn’t even know about. I
felt like such a bad husband. She’d been keeping so much from me and I’d just
been living my life oblivious. I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten.”

“Woah woah, that is totally not your fault and doesn’t make
you a bad husband at all,” Anna interrupted, holding up her hands. “Addicts are
really good at hiding things. They become like, experts at it. Trust me, I
know. My brother was an addict and uh…yeah, I dunno what’s even happened to him
but he went to live in San Francisco and lost contact with the whole family. He
could be dead too for all I know…” She sighed a little sadly then shook her
head. “But this isn’t about me, I’m so sorry…”

“No, I’m sorry about your brother,” Carl reached for her
hand and gave it a little squeeze. “And thank you for being so understanding.”

“Goodness though, that must have been just terrible. But
you’re not a bad person or a bad husband, Carl, far from it. You supported her
when a lot of people would have just walked out and left.”

He nodded a little and looked down. “I just wish I could have
helped her.”

“Come here…” She jumped up off the breakfast bar stool and
wrapped her arms around him. “Thanks for sharing with me. That must have been
tough to talk about.”

“It’s the first time I’ve really talked about it since it
happened,” he admitted, hugging her back. “Even at the funeral I…I couldn’t
really face talking about it.”

“Did any of her family come? Did any of them know about
this?”

“No. She didn’t have any family, as far as I know. It was
just her. She’d lost touch with them when she was a teenager and left home.
Fell out about things. They were strict Christians and she’d decided she was an
atheist so, y’know how that goes.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” she frowned, then sighed a little sadly.

“Still,” he shrugged. “Enough of that now. Dinner’s ready.”

He plated up the food and carried it over to the dining
table. Anna got up off the breakfast bar and went to join him, and the two of
them sat and ate together hungrily in silence.

“That orgasm definitely gave me an appetite,” Carl said with
a chuckle.

“Yeah, me too,” she agreed.

“I actually wasn’t expecting you to make a move that quickly
into your stay.”

“I wasn’t either,” she admitted with a blush. “I swear I’m
not normally like that it’s just…I felt like I knew you really well before I
even came here, with us having talked online all week.”

“Yeah, I felt the same. Not to mention the fact that you’re
gorgeous.”

“So are you,” Anna chuckled.

“I’m glad we did it.”

“Me too.”

“I’m not going to rush you into sex though,” he added.
“Just…whenever you’re ready. There’s no need to rush.”

“I agree,” she smiled and tentatively reached for his hand,
holding it for the rest of the meal.

Carl stayed true to his word about not rushing her, but it
was still only a further twenty-four hours before anything else happened
between them.

That night, she moved her stuff from the spare room into the
master, and they slept together in the same bed for the first time. Nothing
sexual went on; just kisses and cuddles, and they slept curled up in each
other’s arms for most of the night, until Jason woke them at around 4am for a
feed.

This time, Anna got up and helped Carl with it, wanting to
take more responsibility for the child, even doing the feed herself, then
putting him back down to sleep in the crib. When the young boy woke again at
half past six, Anna insisted that Carl stay in bed and get some rest, and that
she would deal with it all on her own.

It was a bit of a challenge, but she rose to it and enjoyed
it, bonding with little Jason and rocking him back to sleep while singing him a
soft nursery rhyme, the child clinging to her shirt with his tight little fist.

By the third day, a firm bond was already starting to form
between the two of them, and quite often, Jason would reach out his tiny arms
for Anna instead of Carl, a fact that Carl was delighted about rather than hurt
or jealous, happy that Anna and Jason were getting on so well together.

They went for another walk in the stroller that day, leaving
Carl to get on with some work in the afternoon. This time, Anna took him a
little further and they went to the park. She took him to see the ducks and
threw them some bread while Jason watched and giggled, shaking his rattle and
Anna was the sole person in charge of his feeds and diaper changes for the
whole day. She relished the job and had already begun to love and dote on the
child as if it was her own. He was adorable and very sweet, and really not that
much trouble at all. It was hard
not
to love him.

That night, after they’d finished eating dinner and had been
curled up on the couch together watching a horror movie, it happened.

They started off with kissing, their tongues clashing with
one another’s as Anna rolled over and swung her legs round to sit on his lap.
Then Carl was pushing his hands up his top in a way he had never done before,
possessing her, loving on her. And Anna suddenly needed him more than ever.

“Can…can we go upstairs?” She asked hesitantly.

He didn’t have to ask her what for. He knew she wasn’t
planning on sleeping, and she was pretty sure she could already feel his
erection through his pants.

He nodded quickly and she leapt up off his lap, taking hold
of his hand as he got to his feet and began to lead her up the stairs to the
bedroom.

Anna could already feel the excitement and tension building
in her body as they went up the stairs together, interlocking their fingers
together and squeezing at his hand. She was nervous, but she definitely wanted
it, especially after she knew how big he was, how good he tasted.

As soon as they got into his bedroom and he closed the door
behind them, she placed both her hands on his shoulders and pushed him up
against the door. Her confidence had definitely grown around him over the past
few days and she felt able to take control now and get what she wanted,
especially after she’d heard him moan for more when she’d been giving him that
blowjob. She knew what he liked and she knew how to give it to him. That gave
her a definite feeling of power and control that she enjoyed relishing in
occasionally.

He gave a soft grunt of surprise and looked down at her, his
eyes sparkling with excitement.

“You’re so amazing,” he murmured. “I’ve been waiting so long
for this moment.”

“So have I. Well, we managed to last three days, I guess,”
she giggled and blushed.

“I can’t help it if you’re so darn attractive. I’ve been
trying so hard to be a gentleman about this,” he chuckled, looking into her
eyes.

“You are a gentleman. You’re a perfect gentleman. Now make
me scream.” She said the sentence in all seriousness, then laughed a little
afterwards, knowing how cheesy and ridiculous it sounded.

He gave a small laugh too and leaned down to kiss her, their
lips crashing together in an eager, messy embrace, their tongues immediately
coming out to clash in one another’s mouths and explore the new territory.

His hands ran up and down her body, round to the front and
tugging on the buttons of her blouse. She stepped back from the kiss to quickly
start undressing, and Carl did the same, the two of them just sort of staring
at each other hotly, looking in each other’s eyes as they stripped off.

Anna couldn’t hold the gaze for long, however. Soon, her
eyes flitted down to Carl’s chest as he slipped off his shirt, taking in the
sight of his muscles and toned body. He was gorgeous…perfect. Not too muscular,
but not too skinny either. Just right. Amazing contours. She shuddered a little
and bit her lip.

The night before, he’d slept in a T-shirt and shorts and had
got changed for bed while she’d been in the bathroom. She hadn’t had the chance
to see him properly, but now, looking at him like this underneath his clothes
for the first time, she found herself staring in amazement and hunger, her eyes
eagerly taking it all in, drinking in the sight of him.

“Am I OK?” He asked hesitantly.

“You’re more than OK…you’re amazing.”

“Thank you,” he blushed slightly then reached out both hands
to undo her bra and slip it gently off her shoulders, revealing her pert
breasts underneath.

Then it was Carl’s turn to stare. His eyes widened and he
ogled her for a good while before taking one hand and placing it over her left
breast, giving it a small squeeze, then his other hand over her right breast
and joining in with the squeezing, moaning quietly under his breath. “You’re
the perfect one.”

She felt her cheeks heating up and she stood on her tip toes
to give him a little kiss on the lips; a little kiss that went on for a while
longer than she intended, with Carl now taking control and holding both her
arms, swinging her round and walking her over to the bed as he continued to
kiss her.

Then he pushed her down onto her back and she allowed him
to, going with it and flopping onto it with a little giggle.

He grinned and then pulled off his boxers and clambered on,
just as she lifted up her hips and teased down her panties, the two of them now
completely naked. He helped her with them, yanking them off the ends of her
feet and tossing them away as he connected their lips once more in a deep,
sensual kiss, moaning into her mouth, his hands exploring all over her body
just as hers were.

They carried on that way for several more minutes, rolling
each other over, touching each other everywhere except where they most wanted
it, their fingertips dancing teasingly over tummies, thighs, arms, chests,
nipples, while their tongues were almost permanently connected, taking turns to
roll each other onto their backs, the quiet room filled with the sounds of
their softly smacking lips and loud beating hearts.

When neither of them could take the teasing any longer, they
moved on to other areas. Carl took the initiative first, running one hand down
between her legs and sliding a thumb over her clit, gasping quietly almost in
unison to her. It was the first time he’d ever touched her, an exciting moment
for them both.

He pressed their lips together at the same time and kissed
her deeply, as his fingers began to explore the previously unknown territory,
flicking back and forth, one even pushing its way slowly inside her as she
spread his legs for him even more.

Quickly though, his fingers weren’t enough, especially when
she could feel his leaking and throbbing length pressed up bare against her
leg.

“Mmm…need you,” she murmured.

And Carl didn’t disappoint. They were both so turned on by
that point that they couldn’t wait for very much longer.

He sat up on one hand and then lined himself up with the
other, glancing down at himself to make sure he was in the right place then,
without another word, he very slowly pushed forwards and entered her.

Her wet walls opened for him immediately and she let out a
cry of pleasure, her arms reaching up and wrapping around his shoulders to drag
him down for a kiss, just as her legs lifted up off the bed at the same time
and hooked around his waist, keeping him close and pulling him in deeper
straight away.

“Mmm baby, you feel so good,” he groaned, his eyes already
half closed in pleasure.

Anna kissed at his jaw, his lips, his shoulders, worshipping
him with her lips. “So do you…so big and perfect…”

After their quick interchange, Carl began to move inside her,
pulling back his hips and then pushing in again, filling her up once more and
causing her to gasp and moan his name under her breath.

He started them off at a slow, steady pace, but it was one
that soon built up as they both became carried away in their passion.

Carl sat up a little and rested on his hands either side of
her head, and Anna clung to his waist, his shoulders, anywhere she could grab,
stroking and touching and kissing him everywhere as she moaned in sweet ecstasy
with every powerful thrust from his hips, the bed starting to creak and groan a
little under their exercise.

They carried on that way for sometime…five minutes, ten
minutes, perhaps even longer, alternating between slowing down and speeding up,
so they could try and make it last. Eventually though, they could wait no
longer. They both needed release and they needed it now.

She heard Carl groan as he sped up, and she could tell he
was already near the edge. She dug her heels into his ass a little and spurred
him on like she was riding a horse.

“Oh…oh baby, ahh…I’m close, I’m close,” he gasped out,
speeding up for those last few seconds as they both seemed to be hurtling
towards their inevitable climax.

Anna too, felt her toes curling over and her stomach tensing
as the sensations down below began to grow beyond her own control, the constant
brushing and banging of his member against her clit causing her to lose her
mind with pleasure, her juices freely running down and dampening his length
even more as it slid easily in and out.

Just a few moments more and –

DING DONG!