[jimmybob69]

We were just settling into one of our nice, romantic make out session when she sat up, unbuttoned the flannel shirt she was wearing, opened it up and said:

Her: "I know you want to see these. I want to see how it works"
Me: Your right. I want to see and TOUCH them. What do you want to see work?
Her: Your thingy there. I can feel it when I rub against it but I've never seen a hard one up close and I want to touch it and see how it works. I want to watch it squirt, or whatever it does.
Me: OK, your going to have to take your bra off, and if you want to see how it works, you're going to have to make it work yourself.

Off came the shirt and then the bra. Her boobs were as perfect as everything else about her. Quarter sized areolas with pencil eraser nipples. Just perfect. She said "No other guy has ever seen these or touched them. They are for you. Now what do I do."

I couldn't get my pants off fast enough. I was rock hard.

She touched it, held it, turned it this way and that and examined it closely, then asked "now, what do I do?"

I was lying flat on the bed with my left arm under her, she was propped up on her right elbow facing me. I told her to take her hand, wrap it around it and start sliding her hand up and down on it. She told me, with a smile, it felt like holding a tennis racket. (We had played a little tennis earlier in the day). As I got close, I told her to speed it up and tighten her grip and open her eyes because it was about to happen.

And happen it did. Imagine, if you will, someone who had never touched an erection, sliding her hand up and down on it and waving it around.

The first shot went past my face, through the steel bars of the old style headboard and onto the wall behind us, the next one got in her hair, then her neck, then on her chest, then my chest and on and on. Each pump a little less. I don't think I have ever cum so hard and so much in my life.

She was amazed and wanted to do it again. I told her she wasn't being fair. She had seen me fully naked and had a chance to play with my "thingy" and make me cum, and all I got was to see her boobs. She should take off her jeans and under pants and let me see and play with her peach. She agreed to take off her jeans and that l could rub her peach through her underpants.

Since I had never even been able to rub her peach, even through her jeans, I agreed.
She took off her jeans and we started making out again with me rubbing her peach through her underwear and her playing with my "thingy". As you might expect, within a few minutes I was slipping a finger around the edge of her underwear and inside her underwear rubbing her peach. It's an understatement that she was she wet.

She finally said screw it, reached down and slipped her underpants off and said "there, now are you happy?"
"Now it's your turn to play with me but you can't put it in. I mean it. Seriously. The rules still stand. If I say stop, you stop.
Her peach was beautiful. The carpet definitely matched the d****s. I could see the outline of her lips through her thin blonde curls.

This was all too amazing. I had NEVER expected what had just happened. She had guarded her modesty for almost 9 months. I hadn't even seen a nip slip in the summer with her in her bikini, yet here we were. Less than a half hour ago she was guarding her modesty with jeans and a buttoned up flannel shirt and now we were lying side by side, totally naked. She had already jerked me off once, was working, quite successfully I might add, to get me hard again, and I had my hands all over her totally naked body. I fingered her to her first real orgasm, she jerked me off a second time and I came all over her belly and then we fell asleep in each others arms.

The rest of the weekend we spent naked and making out. She jerked me off so many times I ran dry.

Needless to say, after that weekend, Wednesday night dinners became a whole lot more interesting. After dinner we would retire to my bedroom, I would put a couple of albums on the record changer and we would spend extended periods of time exploring each other's naked bodies always ending in mutual orgasms.

A year later we were engaged, shortly after that her ailing grandmother moved in with her parents and, with her father's approval, she moved in with me.

We married in 1979 and yes, she was still technically a virgin. Next week we will celebrate our 44th anniversary and we still have an active sex life.