Picking Berries in the Rain Part 3 of 4

I put the berries into the refrigerator to eat later with dinner.  We
had juice stains all over and a mess to clean up.  Sulie helped with
that, and, though the kitchen looked neat, we were messy, covered with
juice stains, and still wet from the rain.

"I think we may need showers," I laughed. "You can go first."

She did that.  I thought of something, and went to my room to see if I
could find what I was looking for.  I put it in her room, on the bed,
before going back to wait near the bathroom.  I was wet, but not
dripping, as we had used an old towel to wipe down first.  She came
out, holding a towel over her head, with that lovely fresh look which
comes after a shower.  Naked, not covering her lovely body, not even
trying to hide her pussy or breasts from my eyes. 

She headed off to her room, and I spoke up, saying, "I left something
for you on the bed.  I don't know if you brought one along or need
one, but my wife got it and never used it."

"What is it?"

"Easier to just go and see, I'd think."

I watched her walk down the hall, naked, and go into the room.  It was
a lovely sight, her naked back, ass, and legs, even without sunlight
to brighten the house.

She yelled down the hall, "Does it have batteries?  Are you sure she
didn't use it?  Mine's in my car."

"Yes, I think so, and I'm sure, she didn't open it up. I don't need
one like that, so go ahead and keep it, it you like it."

I went into the bathroom, and started the shower.  I could hear a
faint humming   it seemed that she hadn't closed the door completely,
or it was simply a loud one.  I didn't take long in the shower, as
berry juice and mud come off easily.  I still heard her as I went into
my room.  I was very excited, and it didn't take too much to make me
come.  I could hear Sulie making noises, crying out, then stopping. 
Imagining her orgasm triggered mine, and I joined in with a loud
exclamation.

As I was getting cleaned up, I heard a knock on my door, and Sulie's
voice quietly saying, "Thanks, that was nice."  I quickly grabbed a
robe and put it on, then opened the door.  She was wearing the white
robe from last night, and it wasn't tied, so I could see that was all
she was wearing.  I left my room, closed the door, before replying,
"That rain can be invigorating, can't it?"

"What should we do now?"

"Watch TV, or a video?  I don't feel like working, not on Saturday."

She tied her robe, not showing any embarrassment about having it open.
And I thought, "Why should she?" We had been naked outside together,
so there wasn't anything to hide.  Covering up was safer if we weren't
planning on having sex, though at the moment I wasn't up to that.

"Let's see what we can find?" Sulie asked.

We moved into my living room, and I let Sulie look through my movie
collection.  I told her I had no particular preferences, but that
wasn't exactly true.  A romantic mood, feeling good, filled me, and I
wanted to continue that.  I sat on the couch and let her do the
searching as I watched.  Though I was looking at her, my mind was
remembering how she looked, naked in the rain, and how much I had
wanted her when I got myself off.  I'd been alone too long, forgetting
just how good having a woman around, a lover, could be.  Sulie wasn't
that, but we'd shared something very intimate.

Sulie had looked through the movies on the shelf and found none she
wanted to see.  There was a box, closed, on top of the video box, and
she'd opened that up and found the videos within.  I hadn't touched
them in a few years, not wanting to renew bad memories.  I couldn't
give them away, either.  There was a video cassette in her hand, with
a handwritten label, and she asked, "This looks interesting 'Rainy Day
Fun'   is it what I think it is?  A home movie, or a mystery?  Is it
OK to put it in now?"

I'm not sure what she thought it was, but she put it in the VCR, which
started to play right away.

As soon as it started to play, I recognized what it was.  I couldn't
say anything, frozen, unable to move.  Maybe I was wrong, and it was
something else.  It was my house, this house, well before the divorce.
This room, lit with daylight filtered through rain, like it was today.

I was right about the movie.  I hadn't watched it in over a year, but
I just couldn't get rid of it.  Hiding, it was safe, out of reach in a
place I didn't look.

Sulie was standing close to the TV, watching to see what would happen.
Though I felt like time had stopped, I don't believe it was actually
more than 10 seconds before the action started.

A lovely naked woman came into view, facing toward the camera, big
tits bouncing enticingly as she walked closer.  I thought we were
still in love then, and we were so happy in our new house in the
country, so we celebrated with a private movie game.  We'd done a lot
of those, and she enjoyed watching them with me.  This one was very
lovely, very hot, and I knew that it would affect me, despite the
emotions from our divorce, in a very erotic way.

She posed for the camera, wiggling her tits by shaking her body,
swaying back and forth, spreading her legs open, showing off her body.
She did a split, naked right to the floor, pussy opening to touch the
carpet, as if it might dive right in.  Then she got up, twirled
around, and bent over facing away, right in front of the camera,
showing off her lovely behind.

I then entered the picture, naked as well, hard as a rock and ready. 
Watching this, I knew I had to say something, to stop this.  Sulie
stared at the TV, not saying anything, mouth open, entranced.

Why I couldn't move, or wouldn't say anything, I don't know.  There
wasn't time to dilly-dally, I knew that, remembering how much fun we
had making this video, how happy we were, and how explicitly hot the
action would be.  I watched my younger self come up behind the lovely
naked woman, standing at an angle to the camera bending over, and saw
him press his shaft right into her body, pushing her forward until she
caught a chair for balance.

"Stop it!" I yelled, getting up and moving slowly towards Sulie.  Part
of me wanted to watch it again, to see what would happen, but Sulie
was here.  It embarrassed me, but I don't know what I was reacting to
my feelings, or Sulie's.  Sulie continued to watch the video as I
moved to stand next to her.  Did it really hurt to be reminded of this
good time in my past, when I thought that my wife loved me and showed
it so nicely?  I was turned on by this, and wearing just a robe this
wasn't something I could hide from the girl standing next to me.

After an eternity of standing there, unwilling to switch the movie off
myself, Sulie did so.  It was only a minute or so in reality, and my
ex-wife and I had only started our "first act" in the show. 

I didn't know what to say.

Sulie asked quietly "Is that your wife?  I mean, ex?"

I answered slowly, quietly, "Yes.  A long while before we broke up. 
We did this often, videos and taking pictures.  I haven't watched this
in a long time, and hid it away so I wouldn't pull it out. 
Remembering the good times feels good for a while, but makes me very
depressed because I can't help thinking of what happened after.  I'd
rather not think too much about the horrible things which happened
between us.  I didn't mean for you to see it.  I'd forgotten what I
did with the thing, really."

"She was very sexy.  I can see why you'd stay with her, even if she
was cheating and stuff."

"I suppose that is part of it, you know.  That is the only video I
have left of us like that.  No pictures of her, either.  She took most
of them, and I burned the rest.  That video, I'd kept apart from the
others, so it got lost and so survived for me to check out later, when
I wasn't so angry.  I found it about a year after she left, and
watched it often.  You know, remembering how nice it felt to be with
her, and how badly I missed that.  But I couldn't keep doing that,
because I'd get upset later, not able to think of her only as the sexy
girl you saw, but as the one who hurt me so badly.  Like tonight, I
found it and didn't remember what it was until I put it in, and then I
couldn't stop myself from watching it."

You make a nice porn star, Aaron," Sulie said, giggling.  Then,
cutting her laughter short, she added, "Does it bother you to watch it
with me?  I can see it turned you on.  If it makes you feel better, it
made me hot too.  I shouldn't have watched it, I'm sorry.  I didn't
want to embarrass you or anything like that."

"It's OK.  I can live with it, if you can.  How about finding a more
relaxing movie to take our minds off this and everything?"

"She's very pretty, isn't she?"  Sulie asked me, almost crying.

"I thought so then, yes, she was."  I moved to hold Sulie, hug her,
try to help with whatever it was that was bothering her.

"I don't compare with her, I guess.  I noticed you looking at me, and
something's missing."

"Relationships take time to build, and I don't want to rush things, to
impose on you.  Comparisons don't matter anyway.  It's people we fall
in love with, not bodies.  Besides, trust me, yours is just fine,
wonderful to look at."

I drew her down, sitting with her on the couch.  The right path to
take, I didn't know.  Should I make love to her, to please her?  Did
she really want that, or was it just something to fill in, making up
for her pain, breaking up with a lover?

"I don't want to rush things, Sulie.  I like you, and liked playing in
the rain with you.  Two years isn't enough to get over something bad,
like my ex, and you've only had a day.  Maybe I was wrong, to just
stay here alone.  I'd be more wrong if I just jumped in deep, right
away, just because you're here, vulnerable and open."  I was almost
crying too, as we held each other.

When we were done, and I'm not sure how I knew, but I felt the tension
flow away, a warm relaxation, a glowing feeling of goodness filling
me, and Sulie seemed relaxed, smiling.  I said, "I'll get us a snack,
you can check out the pickings for TV shows."

"OK," Sulie replied.  She watched me walk back to the couch before
resuming her search.  I let Sulie look through the other tapes, not
saying anything.  The images of my ex and me making love in this room
stuck with me.  Except that there was a lovely woman in the way, in
just a robe, who'd let me watch her naked earlier, and I couldn't help
watching her move now, where my ex had stood often.

The robe helped conceal things, for both of us.  But her lovely bare
legs were fully exposed, and the robe would spread open as Sulie knelt
to look on the lower shelves.  I tried to relax, breathing deeply, and
closing my eyes when her bare bottom popped briefly into view.  My
body was ready for action, and I couldn't do much about that.  But I
hoped I could resist the exciting and painful memories of my ex
combined with the visions of this new, naked girl.  I tried not to
think about Sulie's lovely form.  I didn't want a new relationship,
and Sulie was too vulnerable now, even if I happened to feel ready.

Sulie picked out "Casablanca," to my surprise.  It was a great old
movie, and one of my favorites, but it was the black and white era,
not one of the newer ones which I thought a younger woman would
prefer.  But Sulie loved this one too, as I did.



I made some popcorn for us to eat during the movie.  I'd made lemonade
as well, and we alternated that with some wine and relaxed.  We sat
close together, and cuddled.  Her robe came untied again, but she
didn't try to pull it closed.  I couldn't see below clearly, but her
breast was in the open, and my hand was just above it.  When she
moved, my fingers crossed her hard nipple.

"Are you coming on to me?" she asked me.  She didn't pull away, and I
left my fingers resting on her body. She'd had one hand on my thigh
for some time, but hadn't moved it, so I hadn't been thinking,
directly, about sex with her.

"No. I'm not sure about doing more, with you, so soon.  Are you coming
on to me?"

"Maybe.  You are very nice, sexy. Beautiful man, naked in the rain,
that was wonderful.  I had so much fun, just running naked in the rain
like that."

She leaned over and kissed me, a soft kiss first, then passionately. 
Her hand slipped up my thigh, under my robe, and, so softly, up my
cock.

I didn't resist.

"I want you," she said, letting her robe fall away, opening mine.  I
reached up to her breasts, holding one in each hand, stroking her
nipples gently.  She pulled my robe open, then lay on top of me,
pressing my hard cock against her, riding it.  I was thinking about
doing something more to please her, a little foreplay, when she
slipped my cock inside her warm, wet vagina.  We kissed passionately
as she slowly fucked me.  I let her keep control, lying on top of me,
moving with her, following her lead.

Panic struck, suddenly.  No condom, no thought of anything but lust,
we were just doing it.  My rational brain said that I should stop
this, and find out.  Two years of doing it alone made it very hard to
pause, to break the kiss, long enough to ask.

I did, though. "I don't want to interrupt a wonderful moment, but
shouldn't we take precautions?" I quietly asked, looking into her
eyes.

"No!" she yelled, too loud for our proximity.  We hadn't stopped
fucking, and she moved even faster.  "I'm on the pill, I was healthy
last checkup, and I haven't been with anyone.  You've been alone,
truth?"

"I'm safe.  I checked out often with my wife, with the doctor, just in
case, but she never brought anything bad home."

"Maybe you're just older and wiser, or just wiser.  I really like it,
appreciate you worrying 'bout that at a time like this.  Enough talk,
please."

Sulie kissed me again, and I let myself relax, panic gone.  I know,
how could I be sure that she was honest, safe?  I might not have
cared, myself, at her age about the consequences, figuring that
anything bad could be cured.  Life has changed since then, but trust
hasn't.  Her intensity was hard to resist, desperation which felt like
she had gone without loving a long time, as I had.  Our solo session
only calmed me down, it didn't dampen the desire behind it at all. 
Her body wasn't the only thing drawing me in.  I remember a story
about soul mates, those destined to be together, knowing each other
and trusting without question.  My ex never made me feel that way,
though I loved her and cared about her.

Kissing with eyes closed seems like a normal thing, and I've almost
always done that.  Yet with Sulie, I wanted to look, to see her.  I
opened  my eyes, and saw hers still closed, but only for a moment. 
She opened hers, and we stared at each other, still kissing, still
fucking.  My hands were still between us, on her breasts.  I watched
her eyes widen as I held her nipples, pressing them in and out, as she
slowly pulled herself off my cock, just holding it by the tip, then
pushed down again, squeezing tightly, then releasing. I shivered,
shaking with pleasure, feeling connected to her by more than our
touches.


I could blame it on drink and loneliness, and her sadness.  But I knew
what I was doing, when I let her hold my cock and stroke it, and
reached out to hold her.  I felt connected to her, happy to be with
her.  My empty life suddenly had contrast and color with her presence.
Lust was only an expression of this emotion, not the primary factor
driving my actions.

We kissed.  We looked into each other's eyes as our faces moved close
and our lips made contact.  I moved one hand behind her back and
hugged her close, pressing our bodies together.

Sparks and fire filled my body.  Genuine "Fourth of July" booms and
flashes, at least it sure felt that way.  I had been a long time since
I'd felt anything like it.  Adding to my shock, I couldn't remember
feeling this way with my ex-wife.  Fantastic sex, loving passion, but
no "rocket's red glare, bombs bursting in air."  Love and desire
filled my soul, as if it had never had such feelings before.

My hand went between her legs, stroking her hot, wet pussy.  Sulie
held her hand on my cock as it moved in and out, speeding the approach
of my orgasm.  I didn't want that yet, and reached my own hand to grab
hers and slow down my own heat, stopping her.

We were ready, no need for more foreplay.  Sulie surprised me, rolling
on top of me, forcing me to lie back on the couch, pushing her pussy
all the way down on my cock, without me asking for it or controlling
it.  Riding up and down hard, matching my thrusts upward.  She lay
forward to keep on kissing me, and we didn't stop, tongues fucking
each other's mouths as our fucking brought us closer to our climaxes. 
I don't know how long that took, but it was enough time that we missed
the end of the movie.  I was very surprised that I could hold out that
long, since I'd been so close to coming.

She was a marvelous fuck, squeezing my cock inside her, pressing on it
with her hand and fingers as she rode on it.  My hand joined hers,
stroking her pussy and pushing on my cock, helping both of us.  We
came almost together, mostly due to my holding back my own orgasm
repeatedly.  When I came, she held on, still kissing me, until we both
lay quiet.

I was quiet, at least, until we stopped kissing.  Then, I was panting,
out of breath.  As was Sulie.  We didn't say anything at all, not
right away, but she was smiling at me, happy, and I was sure that I
was too.

We hadn't even removed our robes to make love, only opening them to
let our bodies make contact.

"That was so wonderful, Aaron.  I really needed that.  I hope you
don't mind?" she asked.

"Of course I don't mind.  I was worried that you might think I'd taken
advantage of you."

"No.  Well . . .  no, I wanted it.  You are so nice.  And the way you
fucked your ex, it looked very good too. I mean, uh . . .  I . . . 
you're just sexy, so hot, so good.  I wanted you, but I didn't know
how you'd take it if I offered my body to you."

"I felt the same way," I told her. "Except I didn't think you or I
were ready for this kind of thing. Not yet."

"Hell, I guess we are.  Would you, could you, if you don't mind? 
Could we do it again?"

"More slowly, licking and kissing, OK?  I want to taste you, and I
need time to recover," I asked.

We took our robes off, wiping sweat off our bodies with them.  Sulie
wiped up her pussy as well, which had my come inside her.  Then,
naked, we sat and cuddled on the couch and had a couple more drinks. 
We talked, about sex, mostly, what things we liked to do, especially
oral activities since I'd mentioned that.  We touched each other as we
talked, but very gently, not pushing for quick arousal this time.

My hands caressed her body, all over, and she touched me everywhere. 
I needed this break to relax and recharge, and Sulie didn't rush me. 
Nor did we say anything about the future.  I was afraid to think about
it, and more afraid to ask.  I dared not rush her, push for a
relationship, force a decision on her.

I barely wanted to admit to myself that Sulie was more to me than just
a nice girl I'd met and fucked.  I would let her stay as long as she
wanted, since she had nowhere to go.  And whatever might come up
between us, I'd let it take its course.

We kissed again, and still sparks flew behind my eyes.  My lust was
temporarily sated; though I felt the heat of desire, I was not able to
do much about it.  My body wasn't ready to do what I wanted, not all
of it, but it didn't matter.  My tongue was ready, wet, and I put it
to use.

Kissing my way down her body, up her breasts, which I'd been fondling,
I kissed and loved her hard nipples.  I'd catch them between my teeth
and flick my tongue across them, listening to Sulie sigh with
pleasure, in time with my moves.

Then, down to her navel, sticking my tongue in there.  I was in no
hurry to reach her sweet pussy, knowing that I was making her feel
good, and that there was plenty of time for us to do this.  I spent a
while there, finding her sighs of pleasure sufficient to keep me in
this usually ticklish place, before moving downward.

I moved ever so slowly, licking my way towards her pubic hair, kissing
her soft pubes, and finally, across her moist pussy, still wet with
the juices of our loving, and her new arousal.

She tasted sweet as spring, all lovely, delicious, and womanly.  Her
hips bucked as I ran my tongue across her clit, so I did so again and
again.  I pushed a finger into her and ran it all around her wet
opening, deep inside her, up and down, then in circles, as she pushed
her clit upward into my mouth, over and over.

Sulie shook with pleasure, then cried out, "Oh, OK, that's so good,"
as she came.  I didn't slow down my attentions on her until she
stopped moving, then I lapped softly at her pussy, using my tongue on
her vagina, pressing in with it where my fingers and cock had gone
before.

I would have continued, but she said, "It's your turn, Aaron."  She
got me to sit on the couch, and she moved to the floor, kneeling
between my legs.  I was hard now, to my surprise.  I hadn't noticed
this while I was making love to her pussy with my tongue, so intent I
was on her pleasure.  I'd jacked off in the morning to relieve my
pressure and temptation.  I'd done it again after we'd picked berries
naked in the rain.  And I'd come when she fucked me.  At this rate,
I'd get off another time before sleeping, making four glorious orgasms
for today.  I hadn't felt like that in a long time.  Maybe it was
country living, and maybe it was the effect of my new lover, but I
felt better than I ever had before in my life.

Her lips went around my cock, holding me while her tongue swirled
around delicately.  Then, rapid, insistent thrusts pressed her tongue
hard against the front of my cock as she swallowed it, almost whole. 
She moved up and down, sending waves of joy through my body.  Her
fingers ran down my legs, up between my thighs, stroked softly along
my balls, holding them ever so gently.  She used her hands to reach up
my body to my chest, scratching my nipples.  All the while, she bobbed
her head and licked and sucked, as I sighed my delight for her.

It almost hurt when I came in her mouth, and she swallowed it,
delighting in this pleasure she gave me, in tasting me, as I had in
tasting her.  She kissed me, and I didn't even think of complaining
about my come in her mouth.  It didn't matter, there was nothing wrong
with it.  She gave me such joy, and this was just another part of it.

We lay there a while, then went off to my room to sleep.  Or at least,
I thought we'd sleep, but she was still excited and energetic, and
didn't want to stop.  She rolled on top of me in a 69 position, and I
licked her lovely pussy, making her squeal with delight.  My dick was
soft, and I expected it to stay that way, but Sulie's tongue on it
still felt amazing.  Soon, to my delight and surprise, I did get hard
again.  She rolled over to fuck me, and did so until we fell asleep. 
I imagined that I might have come once more as I fell asleep, but it
seemed unlikely except as a dream. I remembered feeling Sulie come,
though, and I was happy that she had enjoyed this with me. It felt
great to have her in my arms, in my bed, naked against my bare body.
Someone to love.   Even if she never loved me back, I was satisfied
and happy that this happened.  I was a fool to give up on my life so
easily, just because things had gone so wrong.  Fate had given me
another chance, and I wasn't going to let it get away.