Sweet Surrender

Linda met Terri for lunch two days later. Terri had introduced them, she was a short petite blonde and was married to Jason's friend from work. Poor single Jason just seemed the right match for Linda, but now she wasn't sure.

“How was your trip?” Linda started.

“Worthless,” Terri was quick to answer and open up the other topic. “I took a red eye back and got in this morning. I saw Jason near the train station.” She looked askance at her friend to offer information.

“Oh, how is he, he hasn't called me.” Linda offered, sounding a little disappointed.

“He hasn't called you?” This set Terri back and put up more questions than answers. Jason was distant and evasive when she asked him questions that morning about him and Linda. “What happened? Did you have an argument?”

Linda leaned to Terri, “On the contrary, I thought we had a wonderful time.” Linda gave a wink.

“Hmm?” Terri didn't know what to think. “I know he is shy, but everything went OK?”

“He was perfect. He seemed a little inexperienced for his age, but I chalked that up to, like you said, being shy.” Linda answered.

“What did you do?” Terri was pushing their friendship here, but she was curious.

Linda blushed a little, “Well, I did seduce him. I got the feeling he wouldn't make the first move, so I took it in hand.”

Terri was really curious now, “And how much did you take in hand?”

“All of it. I was in charge.” Linda was honest.

“Well this morning, he didn't want to talk about it…at all.” Terri was concerned. “Maybe he feels you raped him?” and Terri laughed at that.

Linda smirked and looked to the ceiling.

“Oh MY GOD, you didn't rape him?” Terri had stopped laughing and her mouth was open.

“I may have tied him up.” She confessed to Terri's look of shock. “It was a game!” Linda quickly put in. “He had a GOOD time. I KNOW when a man has a good time.” She objected loudly.

“Maybe you should talk to him?” Terri offered. “Because he was weird this morning, and if he hasn't called you…”

At five pm Linda was knocking on Jason's front door. It was wet and dreary out, and he wasn't answering. She looked up and down the street, then she spied the hill across the street, with one big tree atop of it. 'Was that someone sitting under it?' She asked herself. When Linda reached the end of pavement she had to take her heels off. They just sank in this wet grass. So she trudged up the hill in her stocking feet and it was Jason sitting under the tree.

“Are you avoiding me?” She accused. She was worried before, but he saw her at his door and chose to sit up here, so she was a little angry now.

Jason looked to the ground sheepishly. “I saw you at my house and I came up here.” He was honest.

“Why?” She looked at him with confusion. “Did I do something to you? Are you mad at me?”

He wouldn't answer at first and then he started rambling, trying to explain everything.

“I feel weird now after our date. I came home, I went to bed, I slept great. Then I thought about what you did and how you treated me. I thought about it all that day” He paused for a breath, “I've done nothing but think about it.” His voice got quieter “You put your finger in my butt. It hurt, but I let you. Then it felt better.” His voice got normal again. “But the next morning it hurt and I felt weird. Why did you do that?” Jason looked at her and Linda sat beside him in the wet grass.

“I thought you might like it.” She answered with a shrug. “I liked it. Was that it, that I played with your butt?” She tried not to sound dismissive, remembering his fears of it being gay.

“Did…did you just use me?” He said it not angrily but sad.

Linda shook her head in disbelief. “Jason, I've been waiting for you to call ME. I thought we had a great time. Until I talked to Terri today, I thought you…Well, I don't know what I thought.

Jason looked up at her. “I'm sorry. It was just weird in my head. I didn't mean to hurt you. I should have talked to you, but I didn't know how.”

“I didn't mean to hurt you either, or put all this confusion in your life. I thought you enjoyed what we did.” She reached across for his hand and he let her take it.

“Did you enjoy it?” he said cautiously.

Linda decided to be bold. “I loved every minute of having you, and I want you all over again.”

The shock value was marvelous. Jason's eyes were wide and he was speechless. Linda got up from the grass before the wetness seeped through her coat and onto her dress.

“You got my number, but if you want to throw it away and say forget about it, I'd like to know that too.” She put bluntly before turning to walk down the hill. She got three steps.

“Do you like movies?” He asked hopefully.

Jason took her to an action film. Linda enjoyed it, but it did nothing for her romance index. She would have to teach him things, but it was a wonderful night for a walk, and her place wasn't far. Jason was nervous the moment they walked in the door. He kept reaching to his collar, but he wasn't wearing a tie tonight.

“Are you alright?” She asked.

“I…I kind of feel like we've returned to the scene of the crime.” he admitted.

Linda laughed, “Jason, you make it sound like I raped you.”

He turned a light shade of red. “I didn't mean it like that.” he said nervously.

Linda had hung up her coat and reached for his. She put it in the closet to find him just where she left him.

“Would you relax?” she said with a sigh. “Are you still that bothered?”

She walked to him and took his hand and lead him into the living room, setting him on the couch as if guiding a child. Linda waited.

“No one…not even me, has touched my bum, and…I'm still not sure about that.” He said.

“But you let me.” She pointed out.

“Yeah. Well, look at you.” was his only argument.

“So you did it to please little ole' me?” Linda asked, fluttering her eyes and putting a hand to her chest. “I'm flattered.” She teasingly reached for his bum.

“Now you're mocking me.” Jason looked away.

“Sweetie, I was just playing.” Linda tried not to sound annoyed. She sat back on the couch putting her feet on the coffee table's edge and stared at the ceiling. “I need a drink.” She finally said after minutes of silence.

Linda went to the kitchen and Jason could hear the tinkling of glasses. He had jumped to a wrong conclusion again. People's motivations and meanings sometimes escaped him. Should he leave, was she done with him? Just as these thoughts entered his mind, her head popped around the corner.

“Do you want something? Scotch, beer, wine?” She named most of the contents of her fridge, “Might be a hard lemonade left?”

“Um, I never had one of those.” He relaxed a little; she wasn't telling him to leave.

She came back with the drinks, and sat back down, but with her back to the arm of the couch. Linda kicked off her red pumps and put her stocking feet up next to his leg. Waiting for Jason to start a conversation hadn't worked yet, but she gave it that one last try.

'OK, enough of that.' She thought. “Tell me why you agreed to go out with me, Jason.”

“Terri asked me to.” He supplied, looking down at the bottle in his hands. “I thought you were pretty.” He barely said.

“Why are you so shy around me? This is date four, relax.” Linda loved his body but what was in that head was a mystery.

“You make me nervous.” He put bluntly.

“Still? Jason we've been intimate.” She put just as bluntly.

“But it was fast.” He finally looked up at her.

Linda sat up straight and put her feet on the floor with her hands in her lap.

“OK, let's go slow. Come over and give me a kiss.” Linda closed her eyes. “Just one little kiss.”

She could feel movement on the couch and she almost giggled. She was having remembrances of spin the bottle and Junior High Dances and that unchaperoned camp out. She felt the lightest kiss on her cheek. It was silent, almost dry and very soft. She kept her eyes closed, and turned her head towards where the kiss came from.

“You could kiss here.” She directed by putting her finger to her lips.

She felt it again but on her lips, soft, silent and dry.

“And here.” She tilted her head and put her finger on the pulse point of her neck.

Again, soft, silent, and dry.

“Here” She touched her earlobe. Again the kiss.

“You could lick it.” She encouraged.

She felt his tongue and then his lips. He was sucking her earlobe. Linda reached out and found his thigh. She smoothed it and reached inside, caressing upwards until she found what she sought. He wanted slow, so she went slowly, rubbing little circles with her fingertips over his growing bulge. His hands were clumsy as he reached to hold her. Linda guided one hand under her breast and she leaned her head back on the couch to give him access to her throat. But he stopped.

“Can…can I open your blouse?” He asked nervously.

She almost laughed at his awkwardness but decided to be kind. “Sweetie, just do it. Better to beg forgiveness than ask for permission.”

She let him do it. It would have been quicker to do it herself, but she relaxed and let him explore. He kissed her passionately, and he fumbled with her bra. When he finally got it undone she had to lean forward so he could take her blouse off and then the bra slipped down.

The areolas were dark red, and her boobs hung a bit from gravity. Jason thought they were wonderful. They hung in his face for most of their last interlude, but with his hands tied, he could only try and lap the moving nipple. Now they were like candies before him. He bent his head to suckle and she cradled him.

Looking down into his eyes, “You like that?” She said naughtily and smiled when he nodded.

Linda reached down to Jason's pants and ran her hand over his crotch.  His bulge was obvious. She kept rubbing it up and down. She liked her nipples sucked but he did it to hard. Linda would pet his cheek and coo “Easy, baby. Easy.”  He would listen but would get over excited again. Finally she flicked him in the nose and he looked up wide eyed.

“Paying attention?” She asked and he slightly nodded, a little hurt. “Go slow, go soft. I'll tell you when I want it harder.”

Jason concentrated. He lapped gently at her nipple, barely sucking and sometimes he would kiss it. Linda moaned for him, but he remembered to stay calm and kept doing as he was, not harder. Linda guided him over to her other breast and he seemed to have learned to stay gentle. Slowly she pulled away and his look was wide eyed.

“Are you ready for more?” She looked with her head cocked and a sly grin.

Jason nodded eagerly, so she leaned back into the couch and put her feet on the coffee tables edge again with her feet wide.

“Get right here.” She pointed to the floor between her legs. “Kneel there.”

He complied quickly, even though he was crammed between the couch and the coffee table. He knew what she wanted but waited for her instruction with anticipation. Linda lifted her skirt to show silky red panties.

“Come get it.” She crooked her finger.

Jason moved in with his face and was about to pull her panties down with his hands, but Linda got his head and pulled him to her still panty covered pussy. His nose was shoved into her mound. He could smell the musk of her as he looked up for direction.

“Lick my panties, Jason.” She guided. “Let me feel your tongue through the material.”

Linda watched his eyes. When she told him what to do he seemed relaxed and calm, well, more so than when he had no clue. She chuckled inside her head.

“Mmm, that’s nice, baby.” She cooed her encouragement. She smiled as she watched his eyes light up from her small praise. “Now don’t take them off, just move them to the side and lick it tenderly.” She sounded like a teacher more than a lover.

Jason listened intently, and did just as instructed. He let his tongue slide up along her pussy lip, then he brought it down the other. He reminded himself to keep it slow and soft, like she wanted. When she purred it made him smile, and he wanted to make her purr more. She told him when to put his pudgy worm tongue into her. He let his mouth cover her pussy, and again he got excited and had to be reminded.

“Gently, baby.” She looked down her body at him.

He paused from his task, “Can I take them off now?”

Something came over Linda. “Say please.” she answered.

Without a hesitation, Jason acquiesced “May I take them off please?”

She smiled at that quick obedience. “You may, sweety.” and lifted her heels from the coffee table.

Jason reached for the waistband and rolled the panties along her thighs. He kissed her calf as he brought the satiny red material past her shoes. He was ready to dive back in and looked like a kid at the candy store…

“Slow, Jason.” Linda reminded him, and he blushed as he kissed down her inner thigh.

He slid his hands under her full, round ass and craned his neck to eat at her wet folds. He licked the outer lips again before putting his tongue inside her. Linda smoothed her hand across his very short shorn head, smiling at him. “Good boy.” She couldn’t help saying as she wrapped his head in her thighs.

He brought her to climax at least once and the smile on his face said he was very proud. She was happy to for his little triumph and smiled as she gave the next instructions.

“Open your pants, baby.”

Jason unbuttoned and pushed them past his raging hard on. Linda had to sit up and look at it in admiration.

“Poor boy.” as she leaned into him and nuzzled his cheek. “Was that waiting for me all this time?” she purred in his ear, before reaching down to his naked shaft.

Jason visibly jerked on contact. “Yes.” He didn’t know how else to respond. The heat of her so near, the smell of her and finally her fondling almost threw him over the edge.

Again she whispered, “I’m gonna tell you a secret.” He just waited. “I want it.” she breathed softly into his ear.

Jason shuddered at her words. Her gripping fingers told him this was the truth.

“Grab my hips, while I guide it in.” Linda put her back to the couch again, but her legs were wide as she rubbed the bulbous cockhead along her very wet lips.

Jason, still kneeling between her thighs, pushed forward as she just let the head in. The heat inside her was amazing. She smiled as she saw his pleasure, and mercifully she let go. Jason sunk into her in one smooth glide. Both of them moaned aloud as their groins met.

Linda put her legs up on his chest and across his shoulders. Jason began to pump, slowly. She was moaning with her eyes closed under him and he wanted to go faster, but every time she would hold up her hand and say “Shh” and he would go back to that gentle rhythm. Linda wiggled her hips at the edge of the couch, trying to move that cock around instead of just “in out”. It made Jason more excited, even though it meant he wasn't doing it just right.  Finally Linda scooted along the couch instead of sitting on it, pulling Jason with her. Their bodies pressed fully together now, she wrapped herself around him. Jason looked down expectantly at her.

“Go, baby” She commands before pulling him to her.

He begins to buck on top of her. Their bodies rock together as she meets his rhythm.  His face is buried in her hair and his body wrapped up in her. He feels nails in his back and hears moans in his ear. Linda arches her pelvis meeting his thrusts. Jason is a rock. His cock has never been this hard. He wants it to last forever, but he knows he is about to cum.

“I’m sorry.” His voice is urgent. “I’m gonna cum.”

Linda holds him tight. “It’s OK, baby.”She purrs in his ear. “Cum for me. Cum hard.”

Jason explodes inside of her. He shoves in fully and his body shudders on top of her. He feels her squeeze him inside of herself, but is aware of nothing else. He is held and caressed as his climax crashes down.  Softly she strokes him. Sweetly she calls his name as they lay there, one tangled beast of arms and legs.