He stood up and held out a hand to me and helped me rise from my chair. He stood there looking at my hand. I slowly rotated it and entwined our fingers just holding it there. We were both looking at that and turned to look at each others eyes at the same time.
We simply looked into each other through the windows to our souls. In his eyes I could see the happiness of memories, the sorrow of loss, and the caring he clearly had for his wife.
I knew what mine were showing. A deep respect and admiration for a man who surmounted obstacles for love. I decided that I really liked Mr. Reynolds and was very happy we had met.
Slowly I moved forward and slid my free hand around his waist to his back as embraced him. I felt him slowly wrap his strong arm around me and he hugged me to him. We just stood there and I found I really enjoyed being held by him.
When I leaned my head back and looked up into his eyes I just went with a feeling I was having and gently went onto my tip toes and gave him a very soft closed mouth kiss on the lips. I held the kiss for a few seconds and gently ended it.
Looking at his closed eyes I could see he had clearly liked it, so I did it again.
This time he let go of my hand and brought his hand to my cheek as he kissed me longer, hugging me tight, and when I let my mouth open and flicked my tongue on his lips he open his mouth and our kiss deepened. I felt his hand move from my cheek to the back of my head, caressing my hair for a moment an holding me there. I moved my own hand to the back of his head and wrapped the other around him stroking his back softly. This man could kiss!
When I felt his erection beginning to grow and pressing into me I loved knowing I was making him aroused and gently pressed my body firmly into it.
This seemed to snap him back to what was happening and he abruptly pulled back from the kiss, looking into my eyes.
“Oh my God, I’m sorry. I should not have done that.” He said with a look of apology on his face.
“Mr. Reynolds, I am very happy you did that. I have never been kissed that deeply before.” I said.
“Yukio, darlin, you’re just a girl… I feel like some kind of dirty ole man doing this. We have to stop.” he said, but made no move to pull further away.
“Please… I am very happy you share such a kiss with me. It is a treasure to me. Please… kiss me again.” I said softly.
He looked at me for a moment and leaned back in and soon we were kissing with growing passion. This was so different though. I had never been kissed by someone who conveyed so much love with their lips.
I melted into his arms, softly whimpering as we kissed and simply gave myself over to this warm feeling from him. One of his hands slid down and cupped mys ass and lifted me. I felt so tiny in his strong arms, so happy and trusting of whatever this kind man wanted.
His other hand had just slid to my breast when my cell phone rang.
Snapping back to reality he set me down and stood back looking sheepish as I answered it. When I answered it and he heard me start speaking Japanese his eyebrows went up and when he heard me say “Mother” in Japanese he looked panicked and began looking out his windows. I ended the call.
I set the phone on the counter and said “My Mother wants me to come home. I told her I would be there shortly. I told her I was visiting with you and enjoying myself and had lost track of time.”
He nodded looking like a boy who was caught stealing a cookie. I smiled thinking I wanted him to have my cookie causing my smile to grow.
“Please” I stepped up to him and put a finger on his lips “Do not worry about anything. I adore the feelings you gave me and the kisses. I am very sorry we did not get to spend more time. I will find a way.”
“Yukio, I… don’t get in trouble please.” he said. “I don’t want something bad to happen to you.”
“I am very smart girl Mr. Reynolds. Do not worry about things that will not happen.” I said.
Stepping forward I gave him a hug and he returned it warmly. Stepping out of the embrace I walked to the door and said “I am very much looking forward to seeing you again soon Mr. Reynolds. Thank you.”
I made my way home quickly, a plan forming in my mind.
When I got home my mother was curious about our neighbour. I told her all about what he had told me. I was careful to phrase everything in a way that would not make her uncomfortable with the conversation. Particularly I left out the kissing. Sometimes ignorance is bliss.
After a bath I said goodnight to my parents and retired to my room. It was not long after that my parents went to bed. I waited an hour and slowly emerged from by bed. I dressed in my black yoga pants and a black long sleeve workout shirt. After that I arranged my pillows and cover on my bed to make it look as if I was sleeping. Fixing my hair in a ponytail, I looked in the mirror and smiled before slowly opening my bedroom window.
I peaked out and confirmed there was no one about. The street and other houses were dark.
I moved out of the window onto the window sill and took a final look around before dropping soundlessly to the grass below. As I came out of my roll I froze and looked back up toward my parents window. No movement and nothing but the sounds of the night.
Quickly I moved to the side of Mr. Reynolds home and assessed it. “Fortune Favour The Bold” I thought as I saw one of his second floor windows was open.
I moved between the house and garage and leapt at the side of the house. Landing of the sheer flat surface soundlessly I pushed off upwards and rotated to face the roof of the garage. Catching it with my hands I pulled myself onto the roof and crouched there. I was very careful. It would not have done well to be seen and have someone calling the Police.
The distance between the garage and his house was shirt so the leap between the two was easily done. I slowly padded across the roof until I was above the open window. I peaked over the edge and saw that it had a screen on it. That was annoying but a minor issue. Using my fingers I silently lifted the screen loose from its track and set it on the roof.
Looking back inside I could see it was his bedroom. It suddenly dawned on my I was in Texas and that he probably had a firearm. I would have to be very careful now not to startle him.
I stood above the window and leaping, spun myself around, gripping the roof and swinging my body through the gap. Luck was with me and I landed softly and silently on his plush bedroom carpet. I froze there and waited for my eyes to adjust to the deeper darkness of his bedroom.
Mr. Reynolds was laying on his back, under just a sheet, on his large bed. I spotted a handgun on the bedside table and silently wondered if that was common. It also dawned on me what a big chance I had taken sneaking into a combat veteran’s bedroom this way. I slowly rose to my feet and pulled off my top and then slowly slid of my yoga pants, me eyes never leaving him. By his breathing I could tell he was deeply sleeping.
I reached up and took the elastic out of my hair, allowing my hair to flow freely down my back.
With great care I crept to the opposite side of the bed and slowly slipped back the sheet. I slid into the bed with him and slowly cuddled up to him. He must have been reacting on instinct, because his arm came around my shoulder and pulled me against him.
He was still asleep, but I wanted him to wake up and not in an unpleasant way.
Gently I began running my hand over him as I gently began kissing his chest and giving it small little licks as I moved my mouth to his nipple. When I caught it between my lips I slowly dragged my tongue across it. My hand meanwhile had slid down seeking his manhood.
When my hand touched it I could not help but be amazed. He was already getting hard and Mr. Reynolds had a nice cock. It felt thick and long. Delicately I began to tease his shaft with my fingertips as I slowly rubbed my body against him.
This has the desired effect. He hugged me to him and in a sleepy way he kissed the top of my head.
I continued slowly running my fingertips along his hard shaft and gently curled my hand around it, beginning a slow stroking motion. My kisses and gentle licks never stopped and when I felt him come slowly awake he went rigid for a second and then kissed my head again. He must not have been fully awake because he suddenly reached over and turned the light on.
I looked up at him as he turned his head to look down at me and saw the complete surprise on his face.
“Yukio? How… is this real?” he asked in a stunned voice.
“Yes… it is real.” I said softly as I rolled on top of him and locked my mouth to his.
There is no way he could miss the fact my naked body was against him, and my wet pussy was pressing down on the length of his shaft. My hand were gently resting on his chest as I kissed him, flicking my tongue out to his lips.
His hands came up and he gripped my shoulders and pushed my chest upwards so my face was about a foot from his. He stared into my eyes and said softly “How the hell did you get in here?”
“I came through the window. Please do not be angry, I wanted to see you.” I said softly in reply.
“The window? How the…” he said clearly wondering.
“I have many talents Mr. Reynolds and one of them is sneaking into the bedrooms of men.” I said softly with a smile.
He laughed lightly despite himself and said “So… you do this a lot?” he said as he gently brought a hand to my cheek.
“Actually no, first time I do this so I can pillow… make love.” I said.
He eyes searched my face and he said quietly “What the hell are you doing? I’m an old man… you’re a gorgeous girl… a gorgeous young girl… why the hell would you want me?”
“Because you have a beautiful soul.” I said and leaned down and kissed him. He seemed unsure for a moment, but soon was returning my kisses with passion, holding me tight to him.
Slowly, and with care he rolled us over so he was on top, his lips never leaving mine. I wrapped my legs around him, grinding my hips upward and wrapping my arms around his neck. I could feel his cock throbbing with anticipation as the tip was rubbing against my silky wet pussy lips.
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