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I awoke during the night, experiencing a wonderful feeling that I had not felt in a long time. I looked down, and saw my erect cock appear, then disappear in the near total darkness of my room. My mind was still fuzzy from sleep, and marveled at this sight. I looked again, just as my cock reappeared, then disappeared. I moaned as the sensations again came. I realized that it was being caused by Carol, who was giving me head. Her skin was as dark as night, and it was almost impossible to see her.
I reached down, caressing her face as she gave me what was the most perfect blowjob of my life. I saw her dark hand moving up to play with my chest and she moved down to lick my testicles.After licking me for a few minutes, she resumed her fantastic oral ministrations.
It had been over a week since I had had an orgasm, and I was on the edge of cumming. I warned her that I was about to cum, to give her a chance to pull away. All Carol did was to pull back, only keeping the head in her mouth. She captured the remaining part of me in her hand, and proceeded to give me a handjob. I could not hold off any longer, and shot my load into her mouth, moaning her name as I came.
I don't remember the last time I came so hard. My orgasm went on and on. I could hear Carol moaning over the sound of blood pounding in my brain. When I finished, I laid back, exhausted.Carol stayed down for a few more minutes, licking my cock clean, then moving back up.
I grabbed her head, and pulled her down for a passionate kiss. She stiffened at first, then realized that I did not mind kissing her with my sperm on her lips. We kissed for several minutes, then she curled up against me.
She asked me if it had been a long time for me, and I admitted that this was the first in 3 years. This seemed to make her sad, and she asked why it had been so long. I realized that she did not know about Mary. I told her about my wife, and the discovery after only 1 year of marriage that she had advanced Uterine cancer. Even with chemotherapy, she only lasted 2 more years, dying the week after our third anniversary.
Carol cried, saying that she did not know. I told her it was OK, that it was OK now. It had taken me almost 2 years to get over it, and I had not dated simply because I had not found the right lady, "until now" I told her. We kissed, and she said that after the wonderful orgasm I had given her, she simply had to return the favor. We kissed a little more, and we went back to sleep.
When I woke up again, I was alone in bed. I walked out, and smelled something wonderful in the kitchen. There was Carol, still wearing my t-shirt, placing bacon, eggs, and french toast onto two plates. She saw me, then ran over (a wonderful sight, considering that she was not wearing a bra) and jumped into my arms.
After a deep kiss, she told me to get back into bed, and cover up unless I wanted to be attacked by her. I looked down, and realized that I was still nude. I do not remember her removing my underwear during the night, but she must have before her late-night present.
I climbed back under the covers, and she turned on a light as she handed me a plate. We ate together, then curled up together again under the covers. We kissed and cuddled for most of the day, simply enjoying being together. I told her about Mary, and she talked about her Uncle.
It seems that her parents died in an accident when she was young, and she had been raised by her Uncle Rick, and his wife.She had been in a private school in another state the last 4 years, and had returned after a vacation in Europe. She heard about the job at the firm, and took it, against her Uncle's wishes.
It seems that he wanted her to go to college, and she did not. At least not yet. She obviously idolized her uncle, and wanted to rise up on her own, not because of school, or who her uncle was. I told her that I was the same, working my way up, starting from where she was. She giggled, saying that I had obviously risen high, and was on the rise again.
She was referring now to my cock, which had been on the rise for the last several minutes. She gently reached down, taking me in her hand. She had a gentle touch, and we kissed as she pulled on me, causing wonderful feelings. I reached down, gently sliding my hand between her legs, which she parted for me.
Carol was very wet, and she moaned into my mouth as I slid my fingers around her vulva. I simply caressed her, not entering, and avoiding her clit. I wanted to get her as hot as possible. I started kissing her neck and working my way down as I felt her up.She was moaning my name, telling me how good it felt.
I started to pull on her lower lips, lightly squeezing them between my fingers. I then slid one up and down, just inside. I felt her jerk as I lightly caressed her clit, then slid my finger down and into her. Carol was very tight, and very wet. I could feel her muscles clenching on my finger, and she moaned as I sucked on her breast at the same time.
I started to caress her clit with my thumb as I inserted a second finger into her. Carol was sobbing in pleasure, telling me how good it felt, and how badly she wanted me inside her. I could tell that she was trying to hold off, but I won. I moved back up, kissing her deeply. This was enough to set her off, moaning and thrashing as she came on my hand. After she came down, I gently removed my fingers. She visibly relaxed, clinging to me. She told me that she had never come like that before. We gently kissed for about 10 minutes, then Carol turned the heat back on.
She lowered her hand, grasping me firmly as I caressed the cheeks of her ass. I continued to tease her, lightly grazing her vagina from behind. Finally she pleaded "Enough!", and pushed me onto my back. She climbed over me, and grasped me, sliding me around the entrance to her most secret place.
After a minute of this, she spread her legs a little wider, and sighed as she slowly lowered herself onto me. Once I was all the way in, she fell down onto my chest. We kissed passionately as I felt her grasp me inside of her body. Carol was by far the tightest girl that I had ever been inside of.
Neither of us moved at first, we simply kissed and held each other. I moved my hands down, grasping her wonderful ass in my hands. Finally she started to move, slowly pumping her hips up and down on top of me. I looked into her face, and she seemed to be in a little pain. When I asked her if she was OK, she said that she had expected the pain.
I looked at her again, and quietly asked her if she was a virgin. "Not anymore" was her whispered reply. I kissed her deeply, then asked her why. She was crying now, saying that she had a crush on me, and had for the last 3 months. The private school she had gone to had been for girls only, and had only dated at "approved functions". She had snuck away on a few occasions and necked with the boys, but that had been the extent of it. She had dated a guy for a few months while she was staying in Europe, but had never gone all the way with him.
The most she had been willing to do was to perform oral sex on each other. They had done that for several months, until she saw him with a prostitute one evening while going to his place.She confronted him, and he admitted to it. She broke off the relationship, and had herself tested for disease (it was negative).That had been the extent of her experience until recently.
The entire time she talked about it, I was slowly starting to pump my hips. By the time she reached the end of her story, she was slowly rocking back. She said that she was hoping that I would ask her out, but I never did. Her flirting was a way of trying to tell me she was interested, but I did not believe it.
When she saw me at the party, she decided to make her move.She had asked the DJ (who was a friend of hers) to play a lot of slow songs if she saw the two of us dancing. She giggled, saying that right before we had left the party, her friend flashed her a "thumbs up" sign.
Carol soon lost the ability to talk, however. She was pumping her hips a little more firmly now, and I was caressing her entire back, from her shoulders to her ass. She told me that she had never thought that making love would feel so good. She was so tight, it was all I could do to hold off. I kissed her deeply, and once again, it was enough to set her off.
Carol moaned loudly, then almost sucked my tongue out of my head as she came. Her legs clamped around my hips as she bucked and groaned around my hard cock. Being unable to hold off any longer, I held her tightly as I came inside her.
I must have shot for 5 minutes, in what was an explosive orgasm. When it was over, she collapsed on top of me, limp as a rag doll. We caressed each other, and whispered sweet things into each others ear as we came down from paradise.
We took a shower together, and I surprised her by gently leaning her against the wall, then going down on her. I licked and sucked on her delightful pussy until she came, clawing my head as she came around my tongue. We made love 3 more times that day and evening, not getting dressed until it was time for Carol to go home.
Carol had to go home so she could do some things before work tomorrow. We decided that we would try to act as professional as possible at work, and would get together again after work. We kissed gently, and she went home.
We only had to work a day and a half, since Tuesday was Christmas Eve. The first time I had to get copies on Monday, Carol grinned when I walked in. We touched a few times, and she let her hand linger on mine before I had to return to my desk. I tried to go to lunch with her, but she said that she was having lunch with her Uncle.
We met in her office after I got off that evening. We kissed, and decided to go out for dinner. After dinner, we saw a movie, then went to my place. Before we left work, she had placed a small bag in my car. She told me to wait in the living room, then called me into my bedroom a few minutes later.
The room was lit by 3 candles, and she was curled up in the center of my bed. She was wearing a dark blue nightgown, which looked very elegant. It was full length, silk, with a deep neckline. I could see her breasts, with her nipples poking through the thin fabric.
I sank onto the bed, kissing her deeply as I laid down next to her. We kissed deeply for a long time, then she broke away.Carol had me stand up, and she gently stripped me. Once I was nude, she slipped the nightgown off of her shoulders, and I watched as it sank to a blue pool around her ankles.
Without saying a word, I watched my ebony Goddess sink to her knees, and slowly take my hard cock into her mouth. She gently sucked on me, looking up into my eyes as she did so. I watched her close her eyes, a look of pleasure on her face as she took me all the way in. She pulled back, and gently removed me from her mouth.
Carol moved herself upright a little more, then pressed her breasts to each side of me, surrounding my cock with her soft skin.She moved her chest up and down, fucking he with her breasts. I could see her playing with her nipples as she moved. I reached down and softly caressed her cheek, and was rewarded with a beautiful smile. She asked if it felt good, and I chuckled. I told her that if she kept that up for a few more minutes, she would find out how good it felt.
Her response was to pull away, and to lay back onto the bed.She said that she wanted to feel me cum inside her again. I moved over, and slowly sank onto and into her. We made love slowly, kissing and telling each other how good it felt. I was looking into her eyes, when I realized that I might be falling in love again. Then she closed her eyes and moaned my name, her orgasm causing her to clench her muscles around me. Once again, this was all it took as I came inside her.
I collapsed on top of her, staying inside of her until I became soft and slipped out of her. We cuddled again, falling asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, we took a shower together and I drove us to work. She would not be seeing me until Christmas evening, having to spend it with her family. Neither my parents nor Mary's parents (even though she was dead, we still kept a close relationship) lived near me, so I would be spending it alone.
I was surprised at 10 am, when Mr. Dale called me into his office. He told me to sit down, then asked me what was going on between Carol and myself. I was a little surprised, but recovered.I told him that it was personal, and that it was none of his business. That whatever our relationship might be, it would not affect us here at work.
This did not satisfy him, and he asked again. Now Mr. Dale is a large man, having been a semi-pro football player years ago.He proudly displayed his old jersey on the wall of the office, with the nickname "Black Lightning" on the back. He again asked what was happening, and I again refused to answer him.
He realized that this was going nowhere, and his voice dropped to almost a whisper. He asked again, this time shocking me. "I just want to know if you are using my niece to get to me."He sounded sincere, and this shook me also.
I knew that Mr. Dale's first name was Richard, but I never made the connection with him being "Uncle Rick". Now some things fell into place. He noticed the looks on my face, and said nothing. Finally, I was able to talk.
I assured him that until that moment, I had no idea that Carol was his niece. I was interested in her for himself, and would never use her for anything like that. I had to keep from shaking, the emotions were that strong in me at the time. I looked into his eyes, and told him "if I have to choose between my job and her, you can have my resignation before the end of work today."
He knew that I was a hard worker, and this shook him, and to be honest it surprised myself. I assured him that I was serious.That if my dating Carol was a problem with working here, I would leave. "I care a lot for her, and she is the first person that I have dated since Mary died. She means a lot to me, even more than the promotion or this job."
His looks softened, and he obviously believed me. He told me that he was intending on telling me that I was going to get the promotion before we left for our vacation today. He looked sad for a moment, then looked at me. He said that I would not be getting that promotion now.
I felt like I had been kicked. He looked back at me, and told me that I would be getting a different promotion, and a transfer! It seems that the branch manager at the office across town was leaving next month, and he wanted me to do that instead.It was a better job, with even more money.
I asked why, and he said that my dating somebody that I worked with was not a good idea. He understood, but a transfer would be for the best. "After all, you would not want to end up like Bob and Lucy, do you?" he said with a chuckle.
I accepted his offer, and then he said that he was going to ask some personal questions. He would understand if I did not answer, and he was asking as a concerned Uncle. He asked if I had slept with her, and I quietly admitted that I had. He asked if I loved her, I said that I was not sure, but I thought I was falling in love with her.
He then asked me what my plans were for the next couple of days, and I told him that I had nothing planned. "Not anymore" he said in his deep bass voice. He insisted that I come to his house for dinner, and that I not tell Carol. He wanted me to call right before I arrived at his house, so he could meet me and present me as a surprise present for Carol. I liked that idea, and agreed.
I went down and saw Carol before I went home. We kissed for several minutes, and she promised to call me that night before she went to bed. It was all I could do to not tell her what her uncle had in mind for that night.