I said to her ok lets relax, we sat on the bed and just had some water.Then I again moved close to her and kissed on her cheek, she let a sigh and the... I caught her palm and then kissed her earlobe, and then held her chin and turned her face towards me and she was closing her eyes and smooched her again and this time she did not resist but did not respond either, and slowly started giving tongue and she too started to respond after 2 mins, and we started to kiss like anything. We were rolling. The phone number was the same, however, so I waited there, dripping water on the carpet, but she never called back. * * * A week passed. A cool front moved in, replacing the ninety-five degree afternoons with something a little better. I began to emerge from my funk. I discovered the best way to deal with Irene was the same way alcoholics deal with their affliction: ‘Today, I won’t think of Irene.’ Saturday I worked in the yard. I watched two movies in the evening and Sunday morning I slept. It seemed as if our combine explosion took us to the end of the universe for I remember passing galaxies of different colours, then at what appeared to be the end I felt the same vibrating feeling this time it started in the tip of my stem and spread through out my body and shot us back into our self made paradise. A smile, a kiss, a touch and a few soft words of love were all it took to get the rhythm going again, there was no pain only the pleasure as your flooded flower welcome more and. I entered the hallway and followed her inside.I ogled her behind as Aunty Sheen swung the soft, plump mounds of her buttocks and walked towards the kitchen. She knew I was watching her and Aunt Sheen made sure I had a good look at the shape of her large ass through her see-through outfit. I followed her to the kitchen and noticed she was in the midst of preparing lunch so I took a seat on a tall stool and started watching her cook.We talked casually about my plans for the day for a few minutes.