I walked in a daze as Amy led me to her bedroom. As we walked, her bare breasts shook, inviting further attention. The whole situation seemed very strange to me. I mean, let's face it, it isn't every day that a woman 13 years your senior whom you have admired and fantasized about since childhood, who is also your next door neighbor, a former high school teacher, and a close personal friend of the family for all intents and purposes openly seduces you. Add to that the fact that she was the widow of a man who had a huge impact on my life. Wasn't what was about to happen almost like I was betraying him? Part of me felt an enormous amount of guilt. I looked at Amy as we walked, and the smile she gave me helped ease my feelings of guilt. As our fingers intertwined, my mind reasoned out my reservations. If Coach Ted were still alive, what we were about to do would have never happened. However, he had been dead for 2 years. I was one of his pallbearers. His first wife had died, and he moved on, so why shouldn't the wife he left behind be allowed to do the same? At 36, Amy was alone and the needs a woman of her age has had been long denied. She was no longer my teacher, she was a colleague. She was no longer a mentor's wife, she was a widow. Perhaps what freaked me out the most was what my parents would think of us. Then again, had not the numerous evenings Amy & I had spent with them since I came home from college been almost double dates? As we approached the bedroom door, these thoughts, along with a straining erection, caused me to quell any thoughts of expressing doubts. One thing that did ease any reservations was the fact that in the 2 years since Ted Landers passing, Amy had completely redecorated the home. My Mom and sister had spent hours helping her choose the paint and wallpaper, and Dad and I had pitched in to help on weekends. Only the home office in which Coach mapped out his game strategies remained unchanged. Having visited here in earlier years many times, the change in the look of the home made it seem almost like a different place. As we entered the bedroom, Amy looked up at me, smiling sweetly. I was transfixed by her sparkling green eyes, as she unbuttoned my shirt. As she slid my shirt over my shoulders, I in turn finished removing her blouse. That is when I noticed her perfume. A sweet but not overpowering fragrance that added to her sensual nature. We embraced, feeling the contact between our bare chests as our lips met and our tongues dueled and danced with each other. I reached to close the door as we kissed. Amy & I stood kissing each other over and over as our hands explored each others flesh and fumbled to remove the rest of our clothing. It was a bit awkward to remove each others clothing, but we could not bring ourselves to allow our lips to separate. Once I finally managed to unsnap Amy's jeans, I slid them to her feet, and she tried to step out of them. However, as anyone who has tried it can attest, stepping out of straight legged jeans by simply shaking each foot is almost impossible. Amy gave it a gallant try, but would have fallen to the floor had I not been holding her. We both laughed at the predicament, and I lifted Amy into my arms, carrying her to the bed, the tangled jeans hanging from her feet, causing further laughter. I sat Amy on the bed, and knelt to free her feet of the uncooperative jeans. As I shifted them to work the cuffs over her heels, I looked into those eyes of green. Amy was now wearing only black thong panties, and her breasts quivered with her breathing. As I looked up, Amy smiled and ran her hands over her breasts. She began twisting and tweaking her nipples as her breathing became deeper and faster. Finally, her feet were freed, and as the jeans were in a heap at the bedside, I laid beside her, sucking her nipples, and sliding my hand up and down her lower body. As I nibbled on her nipples, my hand found her thigh. As my hand found its way to the inner side, Amy spread her legs further. I could feel the warmth of her pussy as my hand grew nearer to the prize. I leaned over Amy to pleasure the breast furthest from me, and as I suckled it, my fingers found her slit over her panties. Finding her clitoris, I stroked it in a circular motion. Her thighs squeezed my hand to keep it where it was, and her hands cradled my head. I sucked harder, flicking her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Amy moaned softly, and I increased the speed of my fingers working her clit. "Oh Joe, Don't stop baby," she moaned. Suddenly, her first orgasm shook her entire body. When her thighs released their pressure on my hand, she pulled my face to hers, and we embraced and shared the warmest and most fulfilling kiss I had ever known. As her orgasm subsided, Amy had me stand, since I was yet to finish undressing. Amy leaned up on her elbows to watch me. Trying my best to look at least a little sophisticated while removing my shoes and socks, ( is that possible? ) I then unbuckled my pants and slowly slid them down. It was then that I realized something. Many times when I was around Amy over the years, I could not help getting an erection around her, and I had always wondered if she had actually noticed. The look on her face at that moment was the same as when I had those earlier embarrassing moments, and I knew from her smile that she had noticed. Damn! I thought. She has been wondering what I look like for a long time, just as I have been wanting her. I watched Amy's eyes grow wider as my pubic hair became visible. Pausing again, I watched the anticipation on Amy's face. She looked up at me with a look that said, without words, "Don't tease me, get on with it." I smiled, winked, and as I looked down, her eyes followed mine. I pulled downward, my nine inches springing forth from their confines. Amy gasped, and her fingers came up to grip my cock gently. Staring at it, she gently stroked it, examining and learning every contour. Her other hand gently cupped my balls, causing me to groan as she stimulated the nerve endings by gently massaging them. Amy dropped to her knees, and kissed the length of my hard shaft. For a moment, I thought she was going to take it into her mouth, but she didn't. Instead, she knelt down to the floor, and began freeing my feet from my pants and underwear. Softly, Amy said, " I don't think I am going to be able to catch you, so don't fall, OK? " I stood carefully on my right foot, then my left as each one was carefully released. As she stood, Amy started to remove her thong, but I brought my hands down to stop her. "Not yet, Amy. I want to do it, " I said. Smiling, she said, "OK!" and kissed me once more. Turning her to the bed, I leaned forward and turned down the comforter and sheets. Then, I turned and lifted her into my arms, kissing her, and gently laying her on the bed. I crawled into the bed beside Amy. For what seemed like several minutes, but actually was only a few seconds, I looked at her. In those seconds, memories of her flooded my mind. The day I first met her when we arrived in Houston. Being her student. Her cheering at my football games, both at the high school, and at A&M, and days after games when she eased my aching muscles. Evenings both before and after her husbands death when she visited our home. That day in the hospital when she drew strength from me being there. Evenings when we went out with my parents and seeing her to the door afterwards. On many of those occasions, I had told her "I love you " and she had responded, "I love you too, Joe." However, it had never been romantic, it had been stated out of friendship. Almost the same words had been stated between myself and Coach, but it was in the vein of Gene Hackman in "Hoosiers" as Coach Norman Dale. As I looked at Amy, it was almost as if she was reading my thoughts, or reliving memories she had of me. Her hand came to my face, stroked it and she said, " I love you, Joe." A feeling of warmth spread through me, and I said, "I love you too, Amy. I always have." Tears filled her eyes, and she kissed me sweetly. My tongue entered her mouth, and Amy sucked it in. The sensations she gave me held the promise of terrific oral sex. I knelt over her, and began kissing her neck. Again, her perfume filled my senses, and enticed me with it's sweet odor. Her body trembled with each kiss, and my mouth traveled to her earlobe, sucking and nibbling. I then kissed across Amy's face, kissing each eyelid and traveling on to the opposite ear. Amy took my head in her hands once again, as if to guide me to the next point of my journey. I moved downward as she guided me down the center of her chest. Kissing her sternum, I traveled backed to her firm breasts. I kissed around them, and paid special attention to the sensitive undersides. As I came up to her right nipple. I traced my tongue around the aureoles until the tip of my tongue was flicking the taunt nipple. I raked my teeth over them and gently bit down, pulling the nipple upward, until the resistance caused it to spring free. Amy gasped in a jolt of pleasure, so I repeated it. Then I traveled to the left nipple and repeated the same actions for it. Leaving her full breasts, I continued downward kissing her tight abdomen. Most women Amy's age don't have such a firm tummy area, but then again, most women her age have given birth once or twice. However, Amy had taken care not to allow herself to lose her figure. Many of the more attractive ladies I went to college with would be envious of her. As I kissed down her abdomen, I paused to tongue her navel. Kissing all around the area that provided her substance while in her Mother's womb, Amy moaned with pleasure. In all of my fantasies over the years, I had dreamed of enjoying every last inch of her, and what her reaction might be. In my private thoughts, I would have never dreamed that Amy would react so sensually to my attentions. As I continued, I anticipated what would be her reaction when I ate her sweet pussy. Finally I was to her thong. I kissed over it, and over the crotch. From where I had earlier brought her to orgasm, the heady aroma of her cunt smelled sweet. Licking up and down over her slit I moved upward and grabbed the upper edge of her thong in my teeth. When I brought my hands under her to grip her buttocks, Amy raised herself. I glanced upward, and saw her watching me, now knowing why I had insisted she not remove the thong earlier. With my fingers giving the slightest help on the back hem, I slowly pulled her thong downward. It resisted for a few moments, but finally it pulled free, and I had my first look at paradise. Amy's pussy formed a tight line, but her labia were swollen with desire. A trace of her moisture lingered on them, glistening in the sunlight from the window. What suprised me was that the pubic hair was shaved away, save just above her clitoris in the shape of a small heart. I had seen my share of pussy before, some shaved, some bushy, and some trimmed, but this was a first. I looked into Amy's eyes, and she could see that her "special grooming" turned me on. Dropping her thong from my teeth, I knelt between her legs. I kissed the heart, and traveled down between her legs. Looking Amy in the eyes, I kissed up and down her thighs. I started toward her sweet cunt, but she stopped me. "Joe?" she said. I responded, "Yes?" Her finger motioned me to the head of the bed, and I crawled upward. Guiding me to lay flat on my back, Amy rose to her knees, and straddled my head. Leaning over to take my cock in hand, she eased her slit to my mouth, I tasted her for the first time. Her pussy was fresh and clean, and the tang of her was heady and sweet. I sucked each lip, and thrust my tongue into her deeply. As I did that, I felt her lips kissing up and down my shaft. I felt her fingers lift my balls, and she gently sucked each one. I swirled my tongue inside her, drawing her moisture to my mouth, and swallowing it. As I continued licking out Amy's warm pussy, I felt her tongue coating my entire cock with saliva. Then, as she reached the head, she wrapped her lips around it and tongued it like a kid licking an ice cream cone. Suddenly I felt her suck downward, taking half of my cock into her mouth. As I continued eating her, I felt her trying to take more and more of my cock into her mouth with each downward movement of her head. I could sense my cock head grazing the back of her throat slightly, but Amy didn't gag on it. Finding Amy's clit, I began sucking on it. I felt her shiver, and she increased her assault on my cock. Her head was twisting back and forth as she suck harder up and down. All of a sudden, I felt her mouth moving farther down my 9 inches than I thought possible. I stopped eating her for a moment to watch, but keeping a finger busy working her clit. Suddenly, I felt Amy's throat open and the head of my cock pass between her tonsils. Her lips covered the entire length of my shaft, her upper lip touching my scrotum. I assume she had decided I had seen enough for the moment and lowered her crotch back to my mouth. Bringing my hands to the cheeks of her ass, I began eating her again, sucking her clit in, flicking it with the tip of my tongue, and nibbling it between my teeth. It seemed to swell and grow in my mouth. As I ate her faster and faster, my finger grazed her anus. Amy shivered at the contact, and I felt her push her ass toward my finger. Grazing my finger over her rosebud again, I said, "You like that?" Amy responded by moaning, her tonsils vibrating against my cock. Since my finger was slick with the emanations of her pussy, I slowly eased the tip in, and Amy started humming around my cock, causing vibrations to run up my spine. Her head moving rapidly, I pushed the finger farther up her ass, and continued eating her clit as before. Within a minute, I felt my balls tightening. "Amy, I'm gonna cum!", I said, and that seemed to spur her on. She sucked harder, wanting to taste my load. Seconds later, I felt my balls tighten, then seize as my load burst into her mouth like an erupting volcano. Sucking hard on Amy's clit, I felt her shiver and grind hard against my face, flooding my face with her cum, and reaching orgasm several times in a row. I felt Amy trying to swallow my load, but I was cumming heavier than I ever thought I could. As I stopped cumming, spasm wracked my body like aftershocks from an earthquake. Amy's head moved up my cock, gently sucking the head as I jerked several times in my own multiple orgasm. Finally exhausted, Amy collapsed, freeing my cock from her mouth and resting beside me. Looking down at Amy, I saw that she was spent, and trying to catch her breath. I sat up slowly to make sure she was all right. Amy crawled into my arms, part of my load still on her lips. Smiling up at me, she gathered up the last of it with her finger, sucked it into her mouth, and swallowed while looking me in the eyes. We were both covered in sweat and exhausted, but extremely happy. Amy suggested we take a shower to cool off. She led me to the master bath as soon as we had recovered. Many of my fantasies of Amy had included bathing with her, so another dream of her was coming true. We stood under the warm flow of water from the shower, and washed the sweat from each others bodies. As Amy washed my cock, it began to regain it's erect form. Amy stroked it until it was fully hard, and using the hand held shower head, I rinsed the suds from our bodies. Grabbing towels, Amy said, "Hurry!" and we dried each other as quickly as possible. When I dried her pussy, I felt her shiver, and her moisture covered my finger as her vagina flowed. Throwing the towels in the hamper, Amy led me back to her bed. Laying her flat, I first crawled between her legs and tasted her once again. Flicking my tongue over her clit lightly, I sensed her juices flowing as Amy's labia became wet from her secretions. I dove right in, and thrust my tongue as deeply into her sweet pussy as I could. As her nectar filled my mouth, Amy was grinding against my face, and moaning loudly. Remembering how sensitive her anus was, I lifted her legs high and started rimming it. I licked up and down from her cunt to her ass, driving Amy mad with desire. Finally, she gripped my head, pulling me up to face her. My cock was throbbing for her to the point of being almost painful. We gazed into each others eyes as Amy spread herself open with her left hand, and took hold of my cock with her right, guiding me into her warm pussy. As I felt the head make contact with her moist cunt lips, we maintained eye contact. Words were not necessary for both of us to know that we wanted to freeze this moment in time. It was the instant magical moment when we joined ourselves together that we would remember for the rest of our mortal lives. Our breathing quickened and deepened as Amy guided the head up and down making it moist for smooth entry. I remained still as I felt the head slip into her, and Amy turned her hips slightly upward as the first inch was welcomed into her. Her juices were churning abundantly, and as Amy's flow moistened my shaft, I allowed more to enter slowly. Amy's mouth formed an oval shape as my prick stretched her. What was suprising to me was the tightness of her sex. In college, 2 of the girls who had been my lovers were THIS IS SPAM DON`T CLICK, and neither of them came close to being as tight as the woman under me now. Neither had any of my past lovers been gifted with a vaginal area as warm or as wet. I feared I was hurting her, but Amy's gaze never faltered. I felt her vaginal walls dilate to accept my girth, and it seemed as though every inch of her anatomy was pulling me deeper. I seemed the whole world was standing still as I left my balls rest against Amy, and the last few centimeters of my cock were encased inside her. As we realized that we were joined, Amy's face radiated, and her eyes filled with happy tears. "Oh God, Joe! You feel so wonderful, " Amy said. As we kissed, Amy trembled all over. As her body shook, her vaginal muscles seemed to contract over and over around my cock. The action reminded me of a day when I visited a dairy farm, and how the machines used to draw milk from the udders of a cow. Of course, I did not share that analogy with Amy. I simply held myself inside her, enjoying the sensation. Holding still for long was just not possible. Reflexes took over, and I began slowly pulling back and pushing in. For several minutes, we shared a slow romantic joining, as our hands stroked each others torsos, arms, faces, & anything else within reach at the moment. Both of us sighed and moaned as our copulation brought us closer, a joining on an emotional as well as a physical level. Soon, our lovemaking became more robust, my thrusts gaining in intensity. Amy began moving her hips to meet my thrusts as our desire would rise higher and higher. She lifted her legs to give me better access to push into her. Her feet dropped to the bed several times as she tired from trying to keep them in the air. I leaned up and brought her ankles to my shoulders. When I did that, Amy went wild. "Oh yes, Fuck me Joe! Fuck me harder!" I leaned over her, nearly folding her in two as I turned Amy's ass upward to receive the full weight of my thrusts. I pulled back, and used my body weight to plunge my hard prick deep inside her. As I thrust hard, Amy suprised me with her language. In all the years I had known her, I had neither heard nor heard of her uttering the slightest profanity. I learned that she was what many of my college pals referred to as the perfect woman; a lady outside and a complete slut inside the bedroom. As I slammed into her, I felt my prick banging against her cervix, and it just fueled her on. "That's it, Baby, fuck me with that big dick!" she screamed. My balls slapped against her ass, and the bed creaked it's protest to the strain we put upon it. Looking downward, I could see my cock pistoning in and out of Amy's tight pussy. I could see the heart shape in her pubic hair shaking and seeming to beat with the rhythm of our fucking. Amy looked down, and watched as half to three quarters of my shaft emerged from her and returned to ravage her. Her cunt juices were soaking both of us as the abundance of her overflowed. "Oh Yeah Baby, Watch that huge cock tear into my cunt. Make that big thing spurt cum in my pussy! Fuck my pussy Joe, fuck me!" Suddenly, I felt her vagina grip my cock like a vice. I looked down at Amy, and could tell from her intent stare that she was flexing her pussy, trying to drain every drop of cum from me that my body could produce. Rising to my knees and holding Amy's legs up to my chest, I thrust her hard and fast. She continued milking my cock with her pussy, and I felt my release building. Suddenly, I groaned, and my climax shot hard in Amy. As each spurt flew into her, it seemed like I was throwing a gallon of me into her with each spurt. When my seed splashed against Amy's cervix, her own orgasm exploded within her, and both of our bodies spasmed in orgasmic release. We collapsed, me on top of her, drenched in our sweat and our cum. For several minutes, we were unable to move or speak. Amy moaned incoherently as though she were speaking in a long forgotten language. As my cock slipped from her, limp and satisfied, I rolled off and stared at the ceiling trying to recover from the most incredible sex I had never dared imagine. I reached over, and held Amy to me. She curled into me exhausted, still moaning her pleasure. We lay together for what might have been an hour. When we were finally able to move, Amy kissed me and entered the bathroom. I heard water running, and thought I heard her moving things around. Soon, Amy opened the door, and said, "Come in here, Joe, I have a suprise." When I entered the bathroom again, the lights were out and illuminated with candles. An ice bucket with a bottle of Dom Perignon & 2 wine glasses sat beside the large tub filled with bubbles. I held Amy's hand as she stepped into the tub, and I opened the Dom. Filling the glasses, I handed them to Amy as I joined her in the warm bath. We toasted each other, sipped the bubbly, and talked about whatever came to mind. What had always seemed a fantasy had become real, better on every level than dreams could comprehend. As we shared intimacy over the next 2 hours before I had to go home and prepare for my other finals scheduled for the next week, I knew we were beginning something wonderful, exciting, erotic and loving.