REUNION WITH AUNT CAROL

I had not been back home in a little over twenty years, being terribly busy with my military career since enlisting in the Air Force, after going through ROTC in college. I did not have much of a family back there, since both my parents and older sister were all killed when our family home caught fire and were unable to get out.

I was in college at the time, and to say the news was devastating to hear would have been an understatement. The only family member I had left around there was my dad's youngest sister, Carol, who was a year younger than I. Carol stayed by my side, putting her junior year of college on hold, so we could help each other get through the family loss.

She helped me plan the funeral, found a cheap apartment for me to rent while staying there, and was already a wiz on how to deal with the insurance company on the life and homeowners claims. She ended up staying with me for a year before she had to return to the university, or risk losing her scholarship.

Not long after, I left for the Air Force to start my career as an officer. Carol and I stayed in contact with each other through letters and phone calls, but after a while those became farther and few between until I lost contact with her, just before social media came to be. The letters I sent her came back with the stamp, "person not at this address, no forwarding." I was heartbroken, not being able to find her.

Luckily, when Facebook started up and I created a page, I was finally able to find her. Carol had gotten married and moved to a different part of the county. The postal service in that area really sucked at the time, so they just did not want to forward my mail to her. I sent her a message through Facebook, and she was elated to be back in touch.

My career kept me constantly on the move, mostly through the foreign theater of military operations, those of which I cannot mention, so even though we made a vow to get together for a reunion, that never seemed to come to fruition, so the two of us had settled with staying in communication through our pages.

Recently, I noticed that Carol was not posting very much on her page, and I had not been getting any messages through the messenger app, so one evening after I had gotten back to my apartment, I sent her a long message asking why she was being so quiet lately. I saw that my message was read, but I did not get a response from her, until a day or so later when I got this email from her and it read:

"Hi Dave. I am sorry that I have not responded sooner or that I did not message even beforehand, but I have been going through a very tough time and I really did not want to burden you with it since you are off fighting for our country. I know I am going to catch Hell from you for thinking that. Anyway, Tom and I are getting a divorce and it's being finalized tomorrow."

"He'd been having an affair with a woman at work for several months now and when I confronted him about it, he confessed that he was in love with her and that it was over between him and I. He completely blindsided me, Dave, and I have been devastated by it, but in some ways relieved."

"Something I never told you about Tom is that he is abusive, not physically, just emotionally and mentally. He used to say such terrible things to me and to be honest, when it stopped is when I began to suspect he was having an affair. Anyway, that is the gist of what's been going on with me."

"Before I sign off, I have a question for you? When you and I used to live together for that brief time after the fire, did you ever have any feelings for me other than normal family feelings? Tom always accused me of being in love with you, but I always told him he was wrong, that you were my only family."

"I know, silly question. Listen, I would like to spend time with you, if I am permitted on the base where you are. I took leave from my job to clear my head so would it be, okay? Talk to you soon, love Carol"

I finished reading the email and my heart ached for her. I felt so bad that she was going to a terrible time like that and knowing how she stuck with me after my family was killed, I had to be there for her now, but that last question popped up in my head and it got me to really think about how I felt about her.

Carol and I were always awfully close growing up, since we were so close in age, but now that she mentioned it, when her and I lived together, I often thought about how I would love to meet a woman, just like Carol, fall in love and live happily ever after.

Well, here I am at 45 years old, and I never met that special someone like Carol. I dated several women over the years, had some of them want to get serious with me, but it never panned out. The funny thing is, after reading Carol's email, one of those women, angered over my not wanting to get married to her, told me that no one would ever measure up to Carol, before she broke up with me.

So, I called my squadron commander and asked for a couple of weeks of leave, explaining the situation. She approved it, since we were in a bit of a lull with the budget battle going on in DC. I thanked her, hung up the phone and immediately began to draft an email back to Carol:

"Hi Carol, it's good to hear from you and yes I was very worried about you, but now that I have, all I can say is how sorry I am you have to go through this. I will not let you go through it alone and I have already prepared for you to come stay with me. I hope that you have your passport up to date and let me know if you don't so, we can make other arrangements. Text me to let me know as soon as you can. Talk soon, love, Dave"

I sent the email and hoped she would respond quickly, but when I remembered that I was about eight hours ahead of her, she would still be sleeping, so I got busy making plans for her to come, then that question she asked came back into mind as I felt the excitement growing inside. Were my feelings for her, more than just in a family way?

A few hours later, I received a text from Carol, and it read:

"Dave! Yes, I have my passport! When can I come?"

My heart leaped into my throat, and I quickly went on the military travel page to see if she would qualify as a family member. I read through and since she was the only close family I had; she was permitted to use it, so I booked her passage and sent the details back to her in another email, then I texted her back saying:

"Carol! Great news! I just emailed you the travel info! Pack your bags and get ready to enjoy REAL Italian food! No worries about the travel expense, either, I have it covered! Love you!"

I hit the send button, and the feeling I had in my heart just answered my question, at least I think it did? Did I really love Carol?

Five minutes later I got a text back from her, and it read:

"Yay! I cannot wait to see you! Love you, too!"

I just smiled and my whole body felt happy inside. Now, I had to hurry and get my apartment cleaned up, something I was never the best at doing, so I scanned through the local help section and hired a cleaning service to take care of it the next day.

There was a small snag at first, I only had one bedroom, but I quickly waved it off since I had a fold out futon in my office, that I would sleep on, and give her my bedroom. I was going to miss that nice new king-sized mattress that I just bought, but for Carol, it was a non-issue.

I remembered all the snacks and foods Carol loved and made my way to the commissary to get all that I needed. I was not sure if she needed any personal items, so I figured we could just come back after she got here. The woman at the checkout, that I see working quiet frequently, smiled when I came up to check out, only to have her face look at my cart in shock.

"Wow! Are you buying up for some kind of event, Major?"

I laughed and said, "No, I have a family member coming in to visit and my pantry was pretty bare."

She smiled and said, "Oh, that's awesome and I am happy to hear that. Well, I hope you have a wonderful time."

I thanked her, paid for my supplies, and headed back to my apartment. The cleaning company had finished before I had gotten back, and the place looked and smelled amazing. I put all the stuff away and sat down to text Carol.

"I hope you are getting excited, and I hope you are on your way to the airport by now. I got all stocked up on groceries and just waiting for you to get here!"

Two minutes later I got her response:

"Yes, I am extremely excited! At the terminal now, will text you when I land! Cannot wait for your cuddles!"

I just smiled and felt that warm feeling in my body again, but then something else happened, I got an erection? Thoughts began to fill my mind, remembering how Carol and I used to cuddle when she lived with me. It was great therapy, for us dealing with the family loss, and the cuddling never went beyond that. I remember getting aroused a time or too, but just dismissed it as a natural reaction, but was it?

I got to the terminal of the military travel center and since I had top clearance, I was able to go right to the gate to see her when she arrived. I waited as the people filed off the plane but did not see her. What could have happened to her?

A few minutes later, I heard Carol's voice behind me with the familiar giggle, "Well, I guess you don't recognize me."

I turned to see her and was completely blown away.

Now let me set a brief backstory, Carol was always a short chubby girl growing up, not fat, just chubby. When I last saw her, at the age of twenty-four, she had brown hair, was only about five feet tall, and not much of a shape on her, including not having any breasts to speak of.

Back to now, the 44-year-old woman in front of me, who still had those same beautiful sparkling eyes and that sweet smile, but her hair was now blonde, down past her shoulders, and she was thin to the point of being waifish. I saw the muscle tone in her arms giving evidence that she worked out a lot and she was small but looked like a stick of dynamite ready to explode with excitement.

"OH MY GOD, CAROL! LOOK AT YOU! YOU LOOK AMAZING!"

I help open my arms and Carol leaped into them, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I held her tight as her joy became overwhelming and she began to cry into my chest. I fought hard to fight back the tears, too, as I held here there, while people milled around us, some smiling seeing our happy reunion.

Finally, after several minutes, she stopped crying and set her back on her own two feet. She pulled some tissues out of her back and wiped her face then looked back at me with that smile again.

"Oh my gosh, Dave, it is so good to see you again! I have missed you so. There is only so much you can get out of messages on Facebook or text, you know? So, how do you like the new me? I know, pretty thin, right? Years of being shamed for my weight, had one positive thing. I hit the gym and lost weight for me, not him."

"Well, you look great and as long as you are happy with yourself, that is all that matters," I said to her, smiling, my entire being filled with joy at seeing her.

"Ah Dave, you are going to make me cry again. You always were my best supporter, no matter what I looked like," Carol said, then finished, "Let's go get my suitcase so we can get out of here."

I nodded and Carol put her arm through mine as we walked to the baggage claim. I was an incredibly happy soul right about now, and nothing was going to change that while she was with me.

We got to my place, and I rolled her suitcase into my bedroom, showing her where she would be sleeping. She looked confused and asked, "Dave, where are you going to sleep if you are giving me your room? I thought you had a bigger place, and would never have thought to put you out like this?"

"No worries, I have a futon in my office, which is quite comfortable (I lied), so it's not an issue, although we will have to share the shower since the other bathroom is just a toilet and sink," I said putting her concern to rest.

"Now just a darn minute, you have this huge bed, Dave. We can just share it. I don't need my own room and if I need privacy, I will just go into the bathroom. I am not having you sleep on a futon in your own place," Carol said adamantly.

I put up my hands and smiled. Carol was a little thing, but she was feisty. How her ex was able to be mentally abusive towards her, is beyond me.

"Okay, but I sleep naked so, you'll just have to deal with that, then," I jokingly said while laughing, knowing that I was not going to win.

Carol shrugged her shoulders and said, "Well, so do I, but who cares? It's not like we have never seen each other naked before, right? We are both mature adults, so I think we can manage it. It's settled, we share your room."

I was not sure how much of our banter was joking as thoughts of seeing her naked again, began to creep in. Maybe seeing her moving around the apartment like that on occasion back when she stayed with me is the reason why I did get physically excited around her sometimes.

Then I felt her hit me on the arm. I turned to her in surprise, and she asked with a giggle, "Are you thinking about me naked? You got lost there for a few moments."

"Ha ha, no, er uh, I don't know, maybe, ANYWAY, do you want me to make you something to eat while you get settled? You must be tired?"

Carol smiled, she knew she had me, and said, "Sure, sounds great, I am hungry. I'm going to take a nice hot bath, while you make dinner."

Carol came in for another hug, with her face buried into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her for several minutes, rocking back and forth, then said to her, "I am so glad you were able to visit, and I am so sorry for what you have been through. If I could make all your pain disappear in a flash, I would do it, but I know that is not in my power. I will do what I can to help you get past it, though."

Carol began sobbing into me as I felt her tiny body shake, then after a few minutes she looked up at me with tear-stained cheeks and red eyes, patted my chest and said with a half grin, "When did you get so damn big?"

I just chuckled as she pulled away and headed into the bathroom, after getting some stuff from her suitcase. I watched her go in and hoped that I could help her forget her pain.

I threw some food together and started setting the dishes on the table when Carol came back out. Her hair was still wet and looked a little stringy. She had an older looking college t-shirt on and a pair of gym shorts that hugged her little bottom perfectly. Carol may not have been perfect to Tom, but she was to me.

She sat down with a grin, looking at the dishes I had prepared. I grabbed a couple of plates and silverware, then joined her at the table. She quickly dug into the food, taking a quick bite of each item, with her eyes going wide and nodding her approval with each one. I just sat there watching her for a few minutes, smiling.

Carol looked at me with a mouthful of food, finished chewing, swallowed, and said, "What? Are you going to eat, too, and Dave, when did you become such a great cook? This stuff is amazing!"

I nodded and said, "Thank you, and yes I am going to eat. I was having fun watching you stuff your face for a moment.

She looked at me and grinned with another mouthful of food.

I laughed and said, "I took some cooking classes here from a local chef friend of mine. She taught me quite a bit."

Carol, swallowed again and asked with a playful smile, "She? Just a friend? Hmm, I just bet. Are you two bumping uglies?"

I laughed aloud and said, "No, and once you meet her, you'll understand."

"Okay, but will you please eat now, before I eat it all and you get nothing," she said then stuck her tongue out at me and grabbed more food. Same old Carol.

We finished eating, and I started cleaning up then turned to her and said, "I didn't plan to do anything this evening since I assumed you would be tired from the trip, so I thought we could just chill out here. I have a few bottles of wine if you'd like to sample some good Italian wine."

Carol smiled, nodded, and said, "That sounds wonderful but right now, if you don't mind, I am going to take a little nap."

"I don't mind at all, go make yourself comfortable and if you need anything, just give me a yell."

Carol nodded again and headed into the bedroom, while I finished cleaning up. I got done with our dishes, grabbed a beer and headed into my office to fold up the futon, that I was no longer going to need. As I passed by my bedroom, I looked in to see Carol curled up on the bed, with a throw over her upper body, already fast asleep.

Those shorts that she had on, were small to begin with but as she had curled up in a fetal position, the cheeks of her ass were now partially exposed. I had to admire her for a few minutes there standing in the doorway before heading on into the office. I never remembered having been physically attracted to her but seeing her cute little ass like that really began to stir the hunger inside me.

When I got into my office, after putting the futon up, I sat down at my computer to do some web browsing. I looked over some stuff that her and I could do while she was here, including a tour of Venice. That was a must-see while being in Italy for anyone. Then I came across some photos of the beaches that we would be going to, and then it hit me that I had forgotten that most of these beaches were "tops optional" for women.

I'm not sure Carol would like that, and I know she would not go topless either as she always hated the fact that she was nearly flat chested, having just barely a slight swell in her breasts, not enough even to fill an A cup bra back when we lived together and as thin as she was now, she probably didn't even have that. I wrote down some stuff for us to do and went back out to the living room to watch some television until she got up.

Not long after I sat down, I heard Carol yell, in a panic sounding voice, "Dave!"

I jumped and ran into the bedroom to see her sitting up, her hair a mess and tears streaming down her face. I jumped on the bed and gathered her up in my arms, as if she were a child needing comforting, her head buried in my shoulder.

"Carol, what's wrong?"

She sniffed and said in a wavering voice, "I thought it was all a dream, that I had come here and when I woke up, I didn't know where I was. I'm sorry I am such a mess, Dave."

"Nonsense, that's one of the reasons I asked you to come, so I could help you like you helped me back then. No more apologies for going through a rough time, okay?

Carol nodded, then looked up at me. She lifted her hand to my chin, lifted herself a little and kissed me on the lips. It was just a brief kiss before she stopped, wiggled herself off me with a smile and headed into the bathroom, while I sat there humming with desire just from the touch of her lips.

Now I was sure that my feelings for her went beyond simple family love. Perhaps that is one thing Tom was right about, maybe her and I were in love. I got up and went out to the living room where Carol joined me a short time later, now looking better with her face wiped off and her hair pulled back into a ponytail.

"Do you want to try some wine now? It is some of the best the Italians have to offer," I said, while getting up.

Carol nodded and said with a smile, "Sure, but you do realize that I know nothing about wine, right? Tom's idea of good wine was bringing home a bottle of Riunite occasionally."

I laughed and retrieved the glasses from the kitchen and a bottle from the wine rack. I popped the cork and took it with the glasses back into Carol. I poured her a glass and then myself and then put my glass up and said, "Salute!"

We raised our glasses and took a sip. I already knew what the wine tasted like as I had gotten this particular selection on previous occasions, so I knew it was good, but seeing the expression on Carol's face brought a smile to mine."Oh, wow, Dave, this is really good. Who knew you would turn into a wine snob," she said with a grin.

"I almost forgot the best part," I said, getting up and going back into the kitchen, to quickly throw together some various cheeses and some prosciutto.

I brought the platter back in and Carol's eyes widen, and she looked up at me and said, "Dave, you really have refined your taste in food. I can remember all you'd eat back in the day was pizza and burgers."

I laughed and said, "Oh, just wait until you try the pizza here, it will blow your mind."

Carol and I sat there and talked for an hour or more, drank wine and ate up the cheese platter I made. She told me all about Tom and how he was towards her. How nothing she did ever met his standards no matter how hard she tried.

He would berate her about her weight and made comments every time they sat down to eat together and some of the worst things, he would say to her was during and or after sex. I sat there listening and I just could not believe it how much she had to endure.

At one point, Carol started to break down and cry. I moved over beside her and put my arms around her to try and comfort her, then she would stop crying and tell me more, it was heartbreaking to hear just how hard she had it, being married to that asshole, and the more she told me, the angrier I became.

I stood up at one point and in anger, said, "Holy fucking shit! How could any one person be so fucking cruel to another? I swear if I ever see him, I am going to crush his fucking skull!"

Carol stood up and hugged her arms around me and said, "He's not worth it, Dave, but thank you for always being my protector."

We sat back down, and Carol finished, "When I found out he was having an affair, I was devastated but then I felt relief after he said he didn't want to be with me anymore, and honestly, now that I look back and talk about it, I do not understand why I put up with his shit for fifteen long years."

"I can't even give him credit for being good in bed. All he did was get on me, pound his pathetic cock in me, get his rocks off, then criticize me because I did not give him enough pleasure! Dave, I never even so much as had an orgasm with him! I don't know what's wrong with me, why I stayed? I guess maybe deep down I was afraid of being alone."

Carol broke down once more, sobbing her heart out as I held on to her tightly while her little body shook in my arms. She turned herself around, sat on my lap and curled up against me, letting all her emotions out while I held her like a small child. I was not sure what I could do make her feel better, but I was going to try whatever she needed.

After almost twenty minutes or so, Carol finally calmed down as I continued to hold her. It was getting near dark outside and the weather had been very mild lately, so I asked her if she would like to go for a walk.

She looked up at me, smiled, nodded, and said, "Sounds good, but I need to go wash my face first."

Carol went into the bathroom while I sat there thinking for a moment. What I had not realized, in all the emotional release that she had, and I shared with her, my cock had become half erect and was laying across my lap almost exactly where her butt crack had been resting.

I almost felt relieved that I did not become fully erect, or I am sure she would have felt it. Why, though, during our talk, did it respond that way? Maybe the emotions that flooded out of us were not all sad and anger, I do not know. One thing I did know is that I loved her, and I loved holding her in my arms.

Carol came back out, looking refreshed and ready to go with that twinkle in her eyes and that sweet smile across her face, and said, "You ready, Dave?"

I nodded and said, "Yep, let's go."

The evening air felt so good as the two of us walked around through the small village that I lived in, close to the base. It was an older village, which had that typical Italian feel to it, that you could see on brochures, but not really feel it unless you lived here.

Carol could not wipe the smile off her face as she reached out to hold my hand as we walked. That little village had an air of romanticism, and it was really affecting her in a good way. I returned her smile and squeezed her hand tightly into mine.

Once we got back to my apartment, Carol turned to me and said, "Dave, this place is beautiful and I cannot wait to see more of what Italy has to offer, but I am wiped out. Do you mind if I go ahead and go to bed?"

"Why would I mind, Carol? I am surprised you made it this long, even with your nap earlier. I know how exhausting travel can be, and besides, I am feeling pretty tired myself and won't be far behind you."

Carol stepped in and wrapped her arms around me again, burying her face into my chest and said in a muffled voice, "I know I keep saying this, but thank you so much for having me here."

She paused for a moment, breathing in and out a few times, then finished as she looked up at me with a grin and said, "You smell so good, Dave. Damn, I missed you, oh and btw, I will need lots of cuddle time."

I smiled back down at her, then leaned down and gave her a peck on the lips, then said, "Oh, I won't forget cuddle time."

Carol's smile widened as she stepped away from me, then turned and headed into the bedroom. I felt a stirring inside me as I watched her cute little ass walk away. That feeling I felt was desire and that desire was becoming stronger by the minute.

After Carol had gone into the bedroom, and heard the bathroom door close, I went ahead cleaned up from our wine and cheese earlier. By the time I finished, I heard her come out of the bathroom, so I went in to take my turn. I passed the bed and Carol was already tucked away under the covers, facing the wall away from me.

She did not make any sounds or say anything when I passed, so I figured she must already off to dreamland. I went in the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I gave my pits the check and I do not know how she said I smelled good because after a full day, I was ready for another shower, because I did not want to get into bed with her, smelling bad.

I dried off, wrapped a towel around me and went out into the bedroom to my dresser to grab a clean pair of boxers. I know I said earlier that I sleep in the nude, and I was not sure she thought I was joking or not, so I figured I would throw on some shorts, just to keep things from getting awkward.

When I went to get into bed, Carol was still facing the opposite wall and had curled up in a fetal position, just like had been earlier, and was snoring away. I got under the covers and thought how she said she was looking forward to cuddles, so even though she was sleeping, I moved over behind her, getting up close and personal with her backside.

Carol jumped a little in her sleep when my body touched hers, but then she scooted right back against me as if her body were on autopilot. I smiled but then realized something, I felt nothing but skin and heat from her. She was completely naked. Well, I guess she was not joking either as I felt her bare ass wiggle right up against the front of me.

I was not sure quiet what to do, so I just threw caution to the wind and put my arm around her and held her tight. Carol let out a sweet little whimpering sound of happiness, telling me that she felt like all was right with the world right now. I had to fight hard with my thoughts to keep from getting aroused and that battle went on in my head for nearly an hour before I finally managed to fall asleep.

The next morning, as the fog of sleep began to lift, I felt as if someone was watching me. When I opened my eyes, sure enough, there was Carol laying on her tummy with her elbows propped up on the pillow, looking at me as a grin formed on her face.

"Good morning," she said, her grin now turning into a full-blown smile.

I smiled back and said, "Good morning to you, Ms. bright eyes."

"Ah hem, well I always get extra bright eyed when I am awakened by an erection pressing against my backside, oh, and I thought you slept naked," Carol said with a giggle.

Horrified, I lifted the blanket and looked down. Sure enough, my cock had found its way out of my boxer fly and was now firmly erect. I felt the blood fill my face as I became embarrassed beyond belief. I pulled the blanket over my face, which only made Carol giggle harder.

Then she said, still grinning, "You know, I have seen your appendage on several occasions, but never erect and I gotta say, I am very impressed."

I kept the blanket over my face, secretly wishing my hard on would just go down already, but my embarrassment only made throb more, or it was paying me back for the lost battle of the night before.

I felt a tapping on the blanket covering my face, so I slowly pulled it down. Carol had moved closer, and her face was only about an inch or so from mine. She was smiling but then closed her eyes and kissed me. Not a type of kiss that family members share, but a sweet tender long lingering kiss that only lovers share, making my cock throb even harder.

Carol drew her naked body up against me, as we continued this lazy, lip tasting, mind blowing kiss, and I felt her small hand slide across my abs until it wrapped around my hardness. The sensation of her touch sent electrical waves through my body, and I could not help but get one of those "pee shivers."

Carol let out a small moan into our kiss, then lifted up, looking into my questioning eyes through her own. She had that look of wanton on her face as she softly stroked my firm flesh.

She nodded and said, "I have wanted you for so long, Dave and I just cannot deny what I want any longer."

All I could do was nod in agreement because I had no words, but I knew she was right. Carol, taking my nod as a go ahead, then pulled the blanket away from me, exposing not only me, but uncovering herself in the process. She had moves like cat, as she quickly straddled me, now sitting up on my lap, just below my cock, as it stood straight up through the fly of my boxers, with both of her hands wrapped around my thickness.

It was my first unobstructed look at Carol's beautiful naked body. She literally had no fat on her and you could see every strand of her feminine muscle structure as she sat there stroking my cock. Her breasts were nearly absent except for the presence of her pectoral muscles, that barely pushed against her prominent eraser tipped nipples.

I looked further down across her ripped tummy to see her downy covered pussy hiding behind her hand as she massaged my manhood. She was so beautiful from head to toe, and I felt a hunger emerge from deep inside me, that I knew only she could fill.

Carol looked down into my eyes with pure love and lust at the same time, then scooted up, leaned down and kissed me again, this time her kiss was more aggressive as I matched her with the same fierceness. She began to press her pussy against me as we feverishly kissed, then she pulled away, sat back up and reached down, taking my now dripping cock back into her hand.

She leaned over to one side and lifted her leg up. Now I had a clear view of her gorgeous little pussy, with its fuzz covered mound and shaved lips. She pushed the head of my cock against her, and I watched it disappear inside the cleft of her swollen cunt, only to re-emerge, slick with her juices and my precum.

Then in one smooth movement, Carol slowly impaled herself down on me, until every bit of my eight-inch cock was buried inside her, pushing hard against her cervix. She let out a long groan of pleasure as she reached out taking my hands into her own to help steady herself.

I could not believe how amazing she felt inside. Her pussy wrapped around me like a delicate warm wet velvet glove, and her inner walls felt as if they were giving my prick a tender loving massage.

Carol mewed out, "Oh my God, Dave, you feel so good inside me!"

I smiled as she started riding me up and down, still gripping my hands in hers. I looked down and marveled at the site as her sweet inner labia clung to me, while my cock slid in and out of her slick tunnel, her breathing became extremely hard and erratic.

We just got into a nice steady rhythm when Carol's body suddenly tensed up and she began to shake like a leaf in a windstorm. I looked up into her wild opened eyes, her mouth opened with no sound coming out, then a gush of air escaped her as she cried out, "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, I'M CUUMMMMIINNNNGG!"

Carol thrashed on me and as tiny as she was, I still found it hard to hold on to keep her from flying off me. Her pussy clamped down on me tighter than I would have ever imagined as her insides spasmed hard around me through her immensely powerful climax.

When Carol's wave finally began to subside, her body collapsed down on me, and her breathing was out of control. I wrapped my arms around her and while she recovered, I moved my hips under her, keeping my cock sliding in and out of her amazing pussy. As good as she felt, I just wanted to keep fucking her all day long.

Carol began meeting my thrusts, grinding herself down on me each time I thrusted up into her causing her to grunt as my prick head kept bouncing against her cervix.

Her breathing began to increase again, and she gasped out, "Holy fucking Jeezus, Dave, what are you doing to me? I have never felt this good with anyone else in my life! God, please say you will never stop making love to me!"

"I promise," I said and showing my own quick movements, I rolled her right over onto her back and really started pounding my cock in her. In the next moment, Carol's body went rigid under me, and her face contorted then she let out a scream and I felt a flood of wetness in between as I kept hammering her into her.

Carol began making the most ungodly sounds, speaking in tongues, gurgling, whining, and whimpering as another climax ripped through her little frame. I was beginning to think that I was breaking her.

Then I felt my climatic surge racing up through my body, I pushed hard into her hot receptive cunt, and began flooding her insides with streams of my fluid. My body spasmed hard with each surging pulse, causing me to grind harder against her writhing body under me.

I collapsed down on Carol, completely spent as I felt like I just had experienced the most extremely satisfying orgasm ever. Her head was off to the left of my shoulder as I looked at her. Her eyes were closed as she faced up, her breathing still ragged and uncontrolled. Then her face scrunched up and she began to cry, and I mean really cry, as her body shook with the sobs.

I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, tasting her salty tears on my lips as I drew back. I was not sure exactly why she was crying but I was sure to comfort her in whatever it was, so I pulled her tighter against me as I moved to the side of her, my now softening cock, slipping from the warm grasp of her sweet sex.

Carol then kissed me on the cheek and my lips, over and over, holding as tightly to me as I was to her. Through her flood of tears, she managed to say, "He was right, goddamn him, he was right about one thing."

I reached over and pushed the hair back from her tear-stained face to look into her eyes and I asked, "What was he right about?"

I knew she meant, Tom but was not sure what she meant about him being right. Carol averted her eyes for a moment then looked back into mine and smiled. She kissed me again, a sweet loving tender opened mouth kiss, tasting my tongue as it danced out to meet hers.

We laid there with our bodies still intertwined for several more minutes, just savoring kisses, and soft body caresses. It amazes me how after having sex, every part of your body becomes a mass of heightened sensitivity. I softly trailed my fingers through her pubic hair covering the mound of her pussy and leaned down to kiss and lick around her softening nipples, making them pop right back up at attention.

Carol let out a giggle as if I were tickling her and then asked, "Do you like my flat chest, Dave? I have often thought about getting a boob job, mostly because I know that Tom hated my tits and I thought maybe if I did get it done, he would be happy, but he doesn't matter. What matters to me is how you feel about them?"

I shook my head, trying to look serious, causing Carol to wonder what I was going to say to her, then I said, "Nope, I don't like them...."

Carol pulled back with a fearful look as I hesitated to keep her in suspense, then I smiled and said, "I absolutely love your tiny boobs, Carol. There is nothing about you that I do not love, so please don't ever think you are not good enough for me in any way, now tell me, what the Hell he was right about?"

Carol smiled from ear to ear, hugged back close to me, kissed me again and said, "You shit, you really had me scared there for a second. Thank you, and I knew I could always count on you to appreciate me, no matter what."

I repeated my question before she could say anything else, "Carol, what was he right about?"

"I love you, Dave. I have always loved you, and I always will. No other man in my life will ever measure up to you. The time we spent together after the fire, was life changing for me, but I tried to deny my true feelings all these years because of the taboo that society has put on relationships with family members. I will NOT deny those feelings any longer. I love you, plain and simple."

Carol's eyes began to well up with tears again, so I quickly decided to lighten things up by saying with a grin, "Hey, I'm not plain and simple."

She let out a giggle and said, "See what I mean? Only you, can fill me with this kind of happiness that makes me cry one second and laugh the next."

I reached out with both hands and cradled her face, looking her directly in the eye and said, "Carol, I don't care what society thinks what is or is not taboo, I know that I love you and no one else will ever matter to me as you do."

Carol smiled really big again before we share another very intimate kiss just as her belly let out a very audible growl. She pulled back with a grin and said, "You know something? I am famished."

"Me too, how about we save some time and shower together," I suggested.

Carol nodded with a smile and said, "Sounds good to me."

We rolled out of bed, then both looked down at the sheets to see a large wet spot. Carol's face blushed as she said, "Oops, sorry for that, I hope we didn't ruin your mattress."

I laughed and replied, "No worries, there is a protector covering it, help me pull the sheets and I will throw them in the wash."

Carol nodded and went around one side of the bed, while I went to the other side and started pulling the sheets off. I glanced over at her and paused, taking in her skinny nakedness as she tugged on the sheet gathers. She is so beautiful, I thought to myself, as the feelings of pure unbridled love for her fill my entire being.

She looked at me, then grinned and said, "Earth to Dave, what are you over there thinking about?"

I smiled and said with a cockiness about me, "Oh, just thinking about throwing you back on the bed and making love all day long."

Carol laughed aloud and said, "FINE! But only after you feed me."

We finished pulling the sheets off and met at the foot of the bed, where I wrapped her up in my arms and kissed her, then the two of us went into the bathroom and shared a nice hot shower together, then got dressed, with Carol putting on a cute sundress that came down to just above her knees and I threw on a t-shirt and shorts.

After we got dressed, I threw together a quick breakfast for us, which we enjoyed together out on the balcony of my apartment, overlooking the village down below and off in the distance. It was a beautiful morning with a slight breeze blowing just enough to bring the pleasant smell of flowers and food.As we sipped our coffee, Carol just shook her head and said, "Wow, this place is gorgeous, Dave. You are so lucky to be able to experience all this. It reminds me of those pictures you see of Italy on the internet, like all this should be on a postcard, you know?"

"I know, but you haven't seen anything yet. I plan to take you to see so much of what Italy has to offer, but that will take a lot of time, so I have to ask, how long can you stay with me?"

Carol smiled as she took another sip of coffee, then thought for a moment before saying, "How long do you want me to stay, Dave? I took a leave of absence from my job and have up to ninety days to go back."

I shot right back, "you already know that answer. If I, had it my way, I would prefer that you never leave."

Carol put her coffee cup down, stood up and came over and straddled my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Her lips parted with mine and our tongues began their slow tango. My God, her sweet kisses just thrilled me to the core as my prick quickly grew under her.

She pulled back with a grin from our kiss and said, as she put her hand down between us to gently massage my swollen prick through my shorts, "Well, I can't imagine we will get much exploring Italy done today."

I grinned and nodded, putting my hand down near hers, and pushed up against the soft material of her panty covered pussy. I must have touched her right against her clit because she jumped a little and softly moaned into another more enthusiastic kiss.

I stood up from the chair, with Carol wrapping her legs around me and carried her back into the apartment where I set her down on the sofa. I gently leaned her back and got down on the floor in front of her, reached my hands up under her sundress and pulled down on her panties.

She smiled looking down at me as I pulled them away from her ankles and tossed them up beside her. I then lifted her dress up, revealing that gorgeous pussy in all its splendor right there in front of me. Her puffy outer lips folding into her slit as her thick, prominent labia protruded out from the hood of her swollen clit, down to the bottom of her exposed opening. I leaned in and kissed the top of her cleft, her mound of soft hair, now tickling my nose.

Carol giggled and said, "I'm sorry, if you want, I will shave it all off for you."

I shook my head, kissed her mound again and said, "No, I love it hairy. I love the way your bush tickles my nose and I love to run my fingers through it when I am touching you like I did after we made love earlier."

Carol sighed with a smile and said, "You make me love you more and more with each and every word you say to me."

As soon as she said that I moved down and ran my tongue right up through her pussy lips and flicking her swollen clit. Carol let out a little yelp and her head went back, and her eyes closed. I close my mouth against her pussy and pushed my tongue inside her.

Carol moaned and ran her fingers through my hair as I began a slow feast on her, tasting the juices that flowed from her and into my mouth. Even though she may have had some remnants of our combined fluid from our earlier lovemaking, she tasted heavenly.

Her pussy lips opened like a rose blooming into my mouth as I licked around her meaty labia, then I moved up and took her clit into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as I sucked. Carol shook a little with excitement as she mewed and cooed her enjoyment while I feasted on her.

I moved my hand up and slid my finger inside her slobbering hole, pushing it all the way inside her then curling it back to find her G-spot. When I found it, Carol's body jerked, and she sucked in her breath. I continued my gentle sucking on her clit while massaging her inside with my finger.

I inserted a second finger and moved them back and forth, putting an almost constant pressure against her most sensitive spot, instantly sending her into a fit of spasms as she seized and cried out her explosive orgasm. Carol grabbed my head in her hand as her pussy flooded my fingers with her juices, and I moved my tongue down to drink her flowing nectar, lapping up as much as I could.

I slid my fingers from her and placed my mouth directly on her opening, and deep frenched kissed her pussy, as if it were her mouth, feeling her body still shaking against my lips and face.

Carol reached down and took my face in her hands, lifting me up off her, saying as she fought to control her breathing, "Oh my God, Dave, I've never had anyone go down on me like that, is there anything that you are NOT good at?"

I pushed my face back against her and slid my tongue from her perinium up through her slit, across her clit and to her bush, as if her pussy was an ice cream cone. Carol squealed and jumped, her eyes getting wide as her mouth hung open.

Then she exclaimed with a laugh, "Oh dear God, you are going to make me lose my mind aren't you!?!"

I just smiled and nodded like a naughty cat that just ate the canary, then got up on my knees in front of her, pushed down my shorts, revealing my stiff cock, moved closer to her, and rubbed it up and down her soaking wet pussy. I easily found her opening and pushed inside her.

Carol's eyes nearly rolled back in her head, and she groaned loudly when my balls came to rest against her ass. I pulled back until just the tip was in her then slid all the way back in, repeating these long slow deep strokes in and out of her cunt.

I looked down and watched my flesh as it disappeared then reappeared, pulling a little of her inner flesh out with it, and covered in her gooey wetness.

I swear, I had never felt a woman like her in my life. The electricity and energy that coursed between us was beyond anything I could ever imagine. I could not believe how fortunate I was in that moment to be making love to the one woman that meant everything in the world to me.

Carol looked at me with wild eyes now and said in a hoarse barely controlled voice, "Yes! Fuck me baby! Never stop fucking me, Dave, I want you inside me forever!"

Her words hit me hard, pushing me over the edge as I thrust hard inside her, and began filling her womb with my hot cum. Carol cried out, her body seized once more, going into shaking convulsions as she came right along with me.

As soon as the two of us began to come down, I reached down and lifted Carol's sundress the rest of the way off her, then gathered her in my arms, keeping her legs wrapped around me and stood up. She was as light as a bundle of feathers as I carried her into the bathroom and turned on the shower. As soon as I felt the water heat up, I stepped under it, soaking both of us down, all the while keeping her impaled on my still hard cock.

Carol started laughing, as the water ran down her face, and said, "You are such a silly wonderful man!"

Being that silly man, I quipped, "Well, you did say that you wanted me inside you forever."

Carol laughed again and said, "Yes, I certainly did."

I leaned in and kissed her softly, enjoying the sweet taste of her lips, then just stood there, and held her body tightly against mine. My cock finally softened and slipped out of her, as I set her down on her own two feet.

Carol grinned and said with a wink, "How many showers do you think we will take today?"

"As many as it takes to show how much I want, love, and desire you," I replied.

Carol nodded and wrapped her arms around me, squeezing as tight as she could, and burying her face into my chest, then she looked up at me and said, "I love you."

We finished showering, got dried off and did not even bother getting dressed. While Carol dried her hair, I went to the kitchen and got the sheets out of the washer/dryer, brought them in the bedroom and remade the bed, but when Carol came sauntering by with that shit eating grin of hers, I could not resist grabbing her and pulling her down in the bed with me.

She let out a squeal of laughter and said, "Oh, now you think you have me, huh? Well, you forgot about these tickle fingers!"

No, not the tickle fingers! This woman had small hands, but she had the ability to wriggle those little fingers of hers into any ticklish spot on my body and well she went for the most ticklish spot, and dug her fingers in, giggling as she did. Well, I immediately burst into a fit of laughter so hard that I popped out a fart.

Both of us froze for a moment, looking at each other, then we busted out laughing until we nearly cried. It had been too long since either of us had just enjoyed being ourselves, as we rolled around on the bed, unable to contain our happiness.

When Carol was finally able to talk, she managed to say, "Oh my God, I can't remember the last time I have laughed this hard. Whew, my gut hurts from it."

"I know right? I just can't believe you farted," I said.

"MEEeeeee!?!"

We both started laughing again, but then I could not resist taking her into my arms again and cuddling her close.

"Mmmmmm, how I love your cuddles," Carol said happily burying herself into me.

We laid there quiet for several minutes, just enjoying the feeling of our closeness. Carol broke the quiet and said, "I never could have kids. That was something else Tom liked to throw in my face, especially when he really wanted to be extra hateful. I found out from a doctor, when Tom and I were trying to have a baby, that my body was not producing any eggs, so that just fueled his disdain for me."

I was not quite sure what brought this up, and I did not ask. I wanted to help Carol move on in any way that I could, and one of the best ways was just listening to whatever she had to say. I could easily do that for her, she deserved to have a man in her life that heard her thoughts, her feelings, and really listened to her heart.

Carol paused for a moment after telling me that, and I could tell she was trying to hold back her emotions, but then she said, "I don't know why I just blurted that out, but I guess I did not want you to worry any about me getting pregnant."

I turned to her, lifter her chin so I could look into her eyes and said, "You just talk about whatever you want, because you will always have my ear to listen."

Carol smiled and nodded, then tried to snuggle even closer to me, and said, "You are so good to me."

Then just like that, Carol moved down on me, laying her head on my lower abs, and looking at my flaccid cock. She ran her fingers through my trimmed pubic hair and gently fondled my flesh, while looking at it closely. Her touch felt amazing, sending tingles all through me.

"I never told you but there were many times, back when we were staying together, after you fell asleep during our cuddle time, I would lift the waistband of your shorts and peek in at your dick. I wanted to touch you then but was afraid that you would be turned off by it. Now, I know that I can freely touch it, feel it, and do this."

Carol moved again, this time taking the head of my cock into her mouth, and gently sucking on it. I felt her tongue encircle the rim and then dip into my little orifice. It was as if she pushed my magic button, because almost immediately, my limp flesh grew three times the size, filling her mouth to the limit.

She popped her mouth off me and giggled, while now firmly holding the base of my prick as it now stood straight into the air, still glistening from her saliva, "Well, I had a feeling that wouldn't take long, and I just have to say, Dave, you have a gorgeous penis. I love the way looks, the way it feels inside me, and I love the taste of it."

Carol's words sent a shiver down my body as she took my throbbing flesh back into her mouth, sucking me in and going down my shaft halfway before hitting her gag reflex. She paused for a moment then continued moving her sweet mouth up and down, coating me with her spit, and using her hand to stroke me in unison with her lips.

I do not remember ever enjoying a woman going down on me more than I did at that moment, and it was not long before she had me ready to explode. The power and magic she possessed over me, was remarkable to say the least. She worked my cock like a pro, giving me more pleasure than I had ever experienced.

I was not sure if she wanted me to cum in her mouth, so I warned her, "Oh my God, Carol, I'm going to cum, baby."

She nodded her head and just made an "mmhhmmm" sound around my flesh, not slowing her oral love on me one iota. Then the first hard quake hit me, and I sent a stream of cum into her hungry mouth, quickly followed by more with each pulsating spasm. Carol moaned around me and swallowed desperately to keep up with my flow.

She milked the base of my cock with her hand, squeezing upward, to get every bit of cum that she could get from me. The hypersensitivity kicked in and my body began to jerk every time her lips moved on me, which caused her to lift her mouth off me and let out a little giggle.

Carol had me under her power and she knew it, but as loving and caring as she was, the only control she wanted was for me to love her, and that would never be an issue as long as I lived.

She continued to gently caress my softening cock, and looked up at me with a smile, and said, "Dave, that was amazing. I have never enjoyed swallowing a man's cum like that, but I swear, yours is like a love elixir. The moment you came inside my mouth, feeling you, pulsating, I felt a rush of emotion and I knew I wanted more, almost as if you are a drug, and I am an instant addict."

Carol managed to squeeze out a few more drops from me, licking them from my orifice as soon as they appeared. Satisfied that she had gotten all my fluid, she moved back up beside me with a huge gratifying smile on her face. She hugged against me and giggled like a schoolgirl.

I just smiled back, still in a bit of a post orgasmic haze, and said, "You are incredible and that was truly amazing."

Carol grinned and said, "The love and passion that you have shown me is more than anything that I could ever need. You make me feel so very much alive again, physically, emotionally and sexually."

The two of us laid there cuddling and chatting for a bit longer, before finally getting up and getting our clothes back on. I suggested another walk through the village and stop for a bite to eat. I could tell in an instant that Carol was hungry, because as soon as I mentioned food, her eyes lit up, she smiled and nodded adamantly.

"Sounds wonderful, Dave, but I need to go get some makeup on before we go, can you give me a few minutes," she asked sweetly.

"Nope," I said looking her directly in the eye.

She looked surprised at me and did not say anything.

"Carol, you are gorgeous the way you are. You have not worn makeup since I picked you up at the airport, and if I remember back in the day, you never wore makeup much then either. You have such a natural beauty about you, the way you smile, the way your eyes just light the world up, there is no amount of makeup that can create that."

Carol just looked at me, as I said that to her, a smile slowly forming on her face, and tears beginning to well up in her eyes. She slowly began shaking her head and said, "What am I going to do with you? You silly man, you are going to just make my heart melt away."

I took her hand in mind, and the two of us headed out the door.

We walked around the village, exploring the now opened shops, which had been close the night before. Carol forgot about being hungry for just a little bit until we arrived in front of a little restaurant. The aroma coming from inside hit us both hard, filling our soul to the point of lifting us inside.

"Oh my God, Dave, this place smells amazing," Carol said in a dreamy state of awe.

"I know, right? Carol, this is the place where I learned how to cook. Come on, I want you to meet Nonna."

Taking Carol by the hand, I led her inside, where a small gray haired old woman met us about halfway inside.

"Caro mio," she said as she moved quickly to me, wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down so she could kiss me on both cheeks.

She spoke in broken English as she said, "Where have you been, caro mio? You have not stopped to see me in a couple of weeks, and I was worried about you. You fly around in those planes all the time and scare the life out of me. Oh?"

Nonna then looked at Carol, smiled looking back and forth at me and to Carol and went on, "Oh, caro mio, who is this sweet tesorina and is she the one keeping you away from Nonna?"

I took Carol by the hand and said, "Nonna, this is Carol, the love of my life."

Carol beamed as she reached out to take Nonna's hand, but Nonna was not having it as she said, "Oh no, mia tesorina, come give Nonna love."

Carol hugged Nonna and received a kiss on each cheek as I had. I had to smile, because the two of them were almost the same height. Then Nonna stepped back and said, "Sit, I will make you something special."

Nonna, quickly turned and headed into the kitchen, while Carol and I sat down at a table, near the front window.

Carol could not get the smile off her face and said, "So SHE is the one? Oh my gosh, Dave, I only just met her, and I love her already. She is like the grandma everyone wishes they had."

"She is amazing. She made me feel at home here, the moment I met her, but you just wait, if you think my measly cooking skills were good, you have not tasted anything yet," I said reaching out and holding her hand again.

One of the girls working there, brought us some water and two small glasses of house wine, while Carol and I chatted and at one point, Carol motioned for me to come in close so she could whisper to me.

"I'm not wearing any panties," she said as she leaned back with the most devilish grin on her face.

Thanking the stars that the tablecloth blocked any prying eyes, I reached over to her as she sat off to my right and ran my hand up her leg until it reached the hemline of her sundress. I looked at her and grinned then slid my hand up under her dress, along her thigh until I reached her sexy fuzzy pussy. Carol gasped and her eyes went wide and jumped a little when I slid my finger into her cleft to feel her moisture.

I then pulled my hand back out from under her dress and stuck my finger into my mouth and said, "Mmmm, pre-lunch dessert."

Carol blushed and smiled, and said, "You drive me crazy; you know that?"

I nodded and said, "Just as you do to me."

It was not long before our food arrived, and it looked amazing. Carol's mouth about hit the floor as she looked at all the food in front of us, there was antipasto, primo, secondo, contorno, and dolce, all the traditional Italian lunch foods.

"I told you, Nonna is the best," I said with a smile.

The two of us ate like we had not eaten in days and when we were finished, Nonna brought us out a couple of espressos and sat down with us. We talked for a bit before Nonna had to go back to the kitchen. We stood up with her and I reached in my pocket for my wallet, but Nonna stopped me.

"Oh, caro mio, you know your money is no good here. You are family, and please bring back your beautiful tersorina when you come to see me again."

Nonna then hugged and kissed us both, sending us on our way.

When Carol and I got about halfway down the street, hand in hand, she said to me, "Dave, am I dreaming? Is this all a dream and I am going to wake up back in that shit hole of a place? Please tell me this is all real."

I stopped and faced Carol, put my hand up alongside her cheek and said, "Do you feel this? Yes, it is real, Carol. All of this is real, and it is yours if you want it."

She smiled and pulled me down into a kiss before we headed on to finish exploring the rest of the village.

That evening we settled down to relax on the balcony, watching the sun set over the mountains. I poured us a couple glasses of wine and the two of us talked more. I cannot remember ever having this much to say to anyone, but Carol and I were always like that. We could talk about anything and everything, hanging on one another's words as if they were gospel."Take me to bed, Dave," Carol said with a smile, after we were quiet for a few moments.

I stood up, put my glass down, and scooped her right out of her chair into my arms. Carol giggled and put her arms around my neck as I carried her into the apartment and into the bedroom, then gently sat her down on the bed.

She lifted the sundress she was wearing up over her head and tossed it to the floor, then scooted up and got under the covers. Just seeing her naked body like that in the briefest moment, had me on fire as I stripped off my clothes, revealing my cock quickly growing into full mast.

Carol looked at me with a sly grin and said, "Oh my, is that for me?"

I nodded and jumped onto the bed and onto her. She let out a squeal of delight as I quickly got under the covers and pulled her small naked body right up against me. We shared a very intimate kiss and began touching and caressing each other.

Her skin was like silk under my fingers as I moved all around her body, finding little spots on her, that made her giggle and others that made her softly moan. Before long we had maneuvered ourselves into a sixty-nine position with her on top of me. I played with her tiny rosebud with my fingers while I devoured her tangy sweet pussy, sucking her folds of flesh into my mouth as she worked hers up and down my hard cock.

It was not long before Carol came hard, grinding her pussy down on my face as she spasmed and shook on me. When she began to relax, she lifted herself off me and turned herself around to kiss and lick her juices off my face, then laid down beside me, and continued to softly stroke my leaking cock.

"Dave, I want to give you something that I have never given anyone before," she said, looking at me with a serious expression.

I could not imagine what she could have meant, the way she said it, and I just nodded and said, "Okay, whatever it is, I am sure I will cherish it always."

Carol grinned and said, "I want you to take my anal virginity. I know that may be hard to believe, but I never let anyone fuck me in the ass. A few guyes wanted to, but I never had the desire to let them."

My eyes grew wide, and my mouth hung open. I had never even thought about that. I had anal sex with a few other women I had been with, but it was never really my thing, but the way Carol said it, as if she wanted to give me something that she had shared with no other, the thought of it sent ripples of excitement roaring through my body.

I smiled and nodded then said, "I would be honored to deflower you, my lady."

She giggled and said, "I hope you have some lube, there caro mia."

I smiled and rolled over to the nightstand beside the bed and reached in to pull out a bottle. I had bought it when I was dating my last girlfriend but had not used it before the two of us split up. I opened it up and poured a generous amount of the lubricant onto my throbbing prick as Carol watched.

She then turned her body away from me and scooted her little ass back towards me, looked back and said, "Please be gentle, I know this is going to hurt, but I really want this, Dave."

I nodded and leaned down and kissed her, then laid behind her in a spoon position. I squirted some more lubricant on my fingers and massaged it inside the cheeks of her ass and around her little rosebud. I pushed some of the lube inside her tight little orifice and Carol groaned.

I then lined up my prick in between her cheeks, moving the head around her little hole, pressing against it as I did. Carol's breathing increased and I could tell that she was trying to relax. I pushed a little more and this time, her tight little sphincter gave way, and my cock slid inside.

Carol's body tightened up and she cried out, "Oh my God, Dave! Stop, please, don't push any further. I need to adjust, holy crap, I thought you felt big in my pussy!"

I kept still, and softly caressed her, doing whatever I could to help her relax for a few minutes, then without warning, Carol pushed back against me, sending my cock all the way inside her very tight rear end.

She cried out again, saying, "Oh fuck! It feels like you are splitting me apart, and I feel like I need to go to the bathroom, but it also feels kind of good. Go ahead, baby, just go easy."

I cuddled close to her, wrapped my arms around her tiny frame and gently began moving my hips slowly back and forth, sliding in and out of her hot rectum. It was not long before Carol started moving with me and really beginning to get into it. I grabbed the bottle of lube, squirted more on my fingers, and rubbed it around her hole, as I moved inside her.

"Baby, reach down and massage your clit, it will help you relax even more," I breathlessly suggested.

She nodded and started massaging her pussy while I continued slow fucking her amazingly tight ass. In just minutes, Carol's body began to shake, and I knew she was awfully close to cumming again. I picked up the pace a bit more, hoping to time my release with hers.

"God, baby, I can't believe how good you feel inside my ass! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

That sent me over the edge and as soon as her she tensed up and she started convulsing, I thrusted deep and began filling her intestine with cum. My body pulsed and shook with her while we both cried out our mutual pleasure.

I continued to hold Carol close to me until I began to soften inside her, and slowly my now flaccid prick slipped from her. I told her that I would be right back as I quickly got out of bed, dashed into the bathroom to get a couple of warm wet washcloths. I went back to Carol and placed one on her bottom, and pressing it against her, while I used the other clean myself off, tossing it to the floor when I finished.

Carol turned over to face me and smiled through the tears that were running down her cheeks. I moved in and kissed each of her cheeks, tasting the saltiness of her tears as I attempted to kiss them away, then I softly kissed her lips before pulling back.

She giggled and said, "I'm sorry for getting so weepy after we make love, and I really cannot explain it other than the rush of emotions that I feel with you, Dave. No one has ever touched me so deeply, physically, and emotionally, in my life, except for you."

I hugged her and said, "You never have to be sorry with me for showing your emotions. Whatever it may be, I want you to always know that I will listen to you, comfort you and protect you with all my ability. I love you, Carol."

Carol smiled, then buried her face into my chest and said, "You are such a wonderful man, Dave. I never want this feeling to end."

We held onto each and soon fell asleep. The next morning, as I slowly began to awaken, I felt the bed stir and Carol move away from me. I opened my eyes, reached out and grabbed her hand. She startled then looked back at me with a grin.

"Good morning, I really need to take a nice hot bath and I did not want to disturb you, so I was going to sneak away," she giggled.

I let go of her hand as she attempted to get up but then grimaced in discomfort, then smiled and said, "My bottom is so sore, honey, and I don't think I can get up."

I quickly rolled out of bed and went around to her side, reached down to gather her up in my arms, and carried her into the bathroom.

Carol laughed as I carried her, and said, "My hero!"

I laughed with her and then set her down on toilet. I turned on the bath water, in the large garden tub, making sure it was nice and hot for her, while listening to her pee. Carol pulled her hair up in a tie, then gingerly got up and I helped her into the water. I climbed in behind her, got a bath scrunchy, soaped it up and gently began washing her.

Carol said, "You do realize that you are thoroughly spoiling me, right?"

"You deserve to be spoiled, Carol. You have always been the one giving your all, and you deserve to have as much given back to you."

Carol smiled and leaned back into me as I washed the front of her, taking extra time around her most sensitive spots, listening to the sounds of her enjoyment, while I bathed her in love and adoration.

Carol and I spent the next couple of weeks exploring many amazing places around Italy, not to mention all the exploration we did of each other's bodies. To say that I was growing very much attached to having her with me, would have been the understatement of the year.

I had hoped that she would be able to stay longer, but she kept getting calls from her job, saying they desperately needed her back, so when the day came that she had to go back home, I felt like my heart was being ripped away from me.

We held onto each other, sharing tears up until the very moment before she had to get on her plane, and when she disappeared behind that gate door, I really did not know what I was going to do without her. Thankfully getting back to work after taking the leave to spend with her, kept me occupied enough during the day, helping to ease my heartache.

I was not able to talk to her for a few weeks, only sharing text messages and emails with her, until one day when I had just gotten home, my phone rang. It was Carol. My heart leaped into my throat as I pushed the button to answer her.

"Hey there beautiful," I said

"Hi Dave, God, I miss you so much," Carol said, her voice cracking as she fought to keep her emotions at bay.

"Are you okay," I asked?

"No, I'm not. I cannot function right, here. My head is not into this job anymore and I can't stand being apart from you, Dave. I need you and I want to feel you next to me. I know this may sound naughty, but not only do I miss spending every waking moment with you, sharing my love with you, but I miss having you inside me, and making love to me."

"Carol, that's not naughty at all. It's how I feel, too. I feel like part of me is missing and I feel lost without you."

"Dave, how soon can I come back?"

My heart did several flips and I excitedly said, "You can come back today as far as I am concerned!"

"You don't know how happy I am to hear you say that. There is something I have been working on, after I got back here, and I want to share it with you," she said, her voice growing profoundly serious.

"Whatever it is, just lay it on me," I said, trying to contain myself but at the same time, worried that it may be unwelcome news.

"Well, did you know that I was adopted by Grandma and Grandpa? Or so I thought," she said then paused.

"Actually, I didn't know, and mom and dad never mentioned it. You were always my dad's little sister as far as I knew."

"Okay, well this is what I found out after doing some digging and of course, working as a paralegal gave me easy access to sealed records. It turns out, they never adopted me!"

"So here is the full story, my real dad and mom were killed in a car accident, when I was two years old. My dad and grandpa were the best of friends and had served together in Korea, so when the accident happened, I had no other family to take me in and the state was going to put me in foster care."

She continued, while I hung onto every word she said, "Well, grandpa and grandma would have none of that, and so they petitioned the court to be assigned as my legal guardians until I became an adult. They never said anything to me about it, and just raised me as their own."

I did not know what to say, and was not sure exactly what it all meant, but I felt like there was something else in what she was trying to say, so I asked, "Carol, what does this all mean for us?"

Carol giggled and said, "I'm glad you asked me that. It means, we are not related by blood, and not having ever been legally adopted by grandma and grandpa, there are NO laws that say you and I cannot be together!"

I felt my knees go weak as her news started to sink in. I had to sit down and process everything for a few moments.

Carol spoke up, "Dave? Hello? You still there? Did you hear what I said?"

Then it all came flooding in and I just blurted out, "Carol, please, get your beautiful sexy ass back over here as soon as possible and I do not mean for just a few weeks, either. Pack your stuff, put what you need in storage, and be with me permanently."

"Oh my God, Dave, you don't know how happy you have just made me! I love you so much! I am on my way!"

We hung up and I jumped up off the sofa, pumping my fist into the air as if I had just won a million dollars, but even better, I won the best prize possible, the love of my life. For the rest of that day, I could hardly contain myself as quickly made plans for her to come back.

It took a couple of weeks, but the day came when Carol came back. As soon as I saw her, she came running over and leaped into my arms. I held her as tight as I could against me, then set her down. Now it was my turn to surprise her as I got down on my knee in front of her and pulled out a tiny box.

Carol's eyes went wide in shock, and she put her hands over her mouth, frozen in place in front of me.

"Carol Downing, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

She nodded her head and barely squeaked out, "Yes, I will be your wife, David Thompson!"

I slipped the ring on her finger as she shook with emotion, then stood up as she burst into tears and jumped back into my arms, to the roaring applause of those travelers around us, who had stopped to watch my proposal.

No sooner did we get back to my apartment, closing the door, and the two of us went at each other with a passion that neared animalistic fierceness, kissing, and taking our clothes off before falling onto the bed. Carol wrapped her legs around me and I pushed my cock inside her, feeling her sweet pussy wrapping around me, felt like the first time all over again.

We made love, on and off, for hours, taking only brief pauses to get a bite to eat and drink, then back to bed we went, spending every moment enjoying each other.

A week later, we were married in a small ceremony in that little village where I was living, with my Nonna helping to organize and prepare the food for our quaint reception at her restaurant.

It was as if we had stolen pages from the greatest fairy tales ever written or scenes from an old movie romance. Life for Carol and I could not be any better.