Chapter 8: "So how is your love life?"
"I don't think so. Over the years everyone notices Sarah and not so much me. They look at my leg and my crutch and they never look at my face," she said.
"The lights seem to be working fine. Is there a dark spot around town where we can park and I can fiddle with the lights? I don't want to do it in traffic or on the road." I asked.
"Well, there is the old lane where the kids go to park and makeout," she said.
"That sounds like it would work," I said.
We drove out into the country and then she went down a dirt road by the river. There were a lot of trees and there were quite a few pull-offs into the trees where the kids could park and have privacy. She pulled into one. I noticed that no one was around. Maybe it was too early for the "parkers".
She left the car running so I leaned in front of her to reach the lights knob which was on the far side of the steering wheel. I felt her tits in my back. They seem a good size. I guess I had never paid any attention to them. I jiggled the light switch knob and the lights went on and off. Then they stayed off. I sat back in my seat.
"See! The darned things don't work. Now we have no lights, what should we do?" she asked.
I leaned over to her and put my arm around her. She turned her face to me and we kissed.
"I think this is what everyone does here," I said.
Phil shut off the engine and then we kissed again. This time our tongues worked back and forth between our mouths. We stayed that way for quite a while. When we broke the kiss, she said, "I knew that you would be a great kisser."
"I enjoyed kissing you! I don't get to kiss very much at home and certainly nothing like what we just did," I said.
"Your wife has never been very affectionate because she is too tied up with herself," Phil said.
"Yes, married life with her is nothing like I expected. We never did anything before we were married so I had no idea. Even Elsie keeps telling me that I should have married her instead of Sarah," I answered.
We both laughed at the thought of me marrying my mother-in-law.
"So how is your love life?" Phil asked.
"Almost non-existent. She never wants to do it. We have talked about it, but she admits that it is not important to her. God, I walk around with blue balls all the time," I said.
"She never had any boy friends in high school. The rumor was that she was a cold fish," Phil said.
"I think she likes the companionship, plus I am smart enough to be able to talk to her about her classes; however, she does take any interest in my classes," I said.
We sat in silence for a bit. I reached over and pulled her across the seat to me. She closed her eyes and turned toward me knowing that I was going to kiss her again. We kissed for several minutes with our tongues searching each other's mouth.
While we were kissing, I unbuttoned her coat and then reached inside to grab her left breast over her blouse. She did not resist so I unbuttoned the top of her blouse and slipped my hand inside of her bra. Her breast was a good size but a bit saggy with nice sized areolas and a hard nipple. I held her breast from the bottom and lifted it up. I used my index finger to play with her nipple. Phil sighed and became excited. We kept kissing and I continued to play with her breast.. We both were enjoying ourselves. When we stopped kissing, we just stared at each other for a couple of minutes. Neither of us said anything.
I took a chance and I unbuttoned her coat all the way down. Then I put my hand inside of her slacks. She always wore elastic topped slacks so it was easy to slip my hand inside. I felt her bikini panties and then pushed my hand inside of them.
I felt her pubic mound that was covered with soft hair that was not thick as I had expected of an Italian. When she felt my hand on her pussy, she leaned toward me and we kissed again.
I used my middle finger to part her lips and started exploring inside. Phil's body shivered and she began to moan as we kissed. I found her clit and lightly ran my finger around it. Phil jumped and broke the kiss.
"Too sensitive," she said quietly.
I moved my hand a little lower and used my finger to draw circles around the opening to her vagina. Phil broke the kiss and put her head back. She was breathing hard and fast. I kept up my finger movements until I finally pushed my finger inside of her.
She moaned loudly and then said, "Oh God! Oh God!"
Her whole body shook, especially her legs. She was having an orgasm. I kept up my movements until her orgasm had passed and then I held my hand still.
"That was wonderful. I have never felt anything like that before," she said.
"We are not going any further. My morals won't let me have intercourse with anyone except my wife," I said.