Her legs spread sufficiently apart, creating access to her otherwise guarded vagina. She waited patiently for him to enter. She knew he was ready because she had just finished stroking his cock with her hands and she felt that it was now hard. As he lay on top, he continued to kiss her lips and suck on her nipples before expertly sliding his fingers into her as if seeking confirmation that his foreplay was effective. Having found the proof he desired, roles were exchanged and he finally allowed his penis to be reunited with her now very wet vagina.

They had been seeing each other now for almost 18 months and their most recent rift which surrounded a topic previously broached, compelled her to make the decision to gradually withdraw from him. She was unhappy for some time now and blamed her unhappiness on his lack of attention and intimacy. Admittedly she understood the past year was extremely busy for him juggling two jobs and she appreciated that her requests to spend time were usually met with a favorable response, however she resented the fact that she was always the one to initiate and plan all of their encounters. She felt that had she not ask, he would never offer his time and this made her extremely sad. He said he loved her and part of her wanted to believe it. She knew that he cared for her very much but she didn’t feel loved by him. Nonetheless for months she tried to accept that his lack of emotion toward her was a result of the stress of his jobs and resigned to the fact that maybe he does love her but his nonchalance is simply characteristic.

She laid on her back with her feet around his neck mentally commending herself for being somewhat flexible at her age. His thrusts were deep and she moaned with pleasure as he cupped her breasts in his hands. He too seemed to be enjoying himself and after several minutes of fucking, she was certain he would soon expel his seed all over her. She was familiar with his likes and she knew that he enjoyed watching his dick go in and out of her wet vagina and when his trademark question ‘whose pussy is this’ was answered, she knew it wouldn’t be long before he climaxed.

That day was different; his climax wasn’t timely, but instead he asked that she change position to the doggy style. She meekly obliged and hesitantly placed her chest on the bed while her ass was elevated to expose her vagina. She knew, like most men, he favored this position but for her she preferred to be the one to initiate it and willingly did so when either inebriated, playful or when she really wanted her suitor to climax quickly. She avoided it when she felt particularly vulnerable which is how she felt that day. Nonetheless, she acquiesced to his request and allowed him to have his way with her, believing that this part of the session would be short lived and his orgasm was imminent.

As his thrusts continued, it soon became evident that she was off her game that day and she seemed not to be in tune with the guy who stood behind her. Her mind started to wander and she did all she could so as to avoid him seeing her tears. She always thought that this position felt transactional and her qualm over the lack of intimacy only fueled the turmoil that waged in her mind. She willed him to finish but whenever she thought it would happen, there seemed to be a renewed fervor and his strokes continued rapidly. ‘Surely he’d recently been with someone else,’ she thought, deciding that was the reason for his vigor. ‘Surely she was why, even in his free time, he couldn’t find the time to be with her.’ She was overcome with emotion but dared not interrupt his flow. She blinked away the tears that filled her eyes and began to gyrate on his cock. She felt it pulse inside her and she was certain now that he would soon finish. Confirmation that she was back in the game soon came when moments later he gasped and with his final thrust, he reached his climax. He removed his dick from inside her and tenderly kissed her lower back and ass before heading to the bathroom to wash off. Alone in his room she could no longer contain her emotions and she allowed herself to sob. After a few minutes, she wiped her eyes and quickly dressed. He soon emerged from the bathroom and returned to his laptop where he worked before she arrived. She gathered her belongings and said her goodbyes and vowed that that would be their final encounter.