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  “Actually, I think they both are within walking distance over on Kalakaua. But how about we just go there?” I asked as I nodded toward Azure, the hotel’s fancy beachside restaurant. I paid for our drinks, and then Karen and I walked arm-in-arm to the restaurant.

  Our table was next to a window overlooking the beach. Karen looked up and down the beach and then around the interior of the elegant restaurant. “Well, it’s not McDonald’s, but I guess it will do.”

  Karen had the Onaga, and I had the Opakapaka. We each had a glass of wine. For desert, we shared a Caramelized Coconut Flan.

  It all felt very much as if we were a couple out on a romantic date. I enjoyed every moment of it, but it worried me a bit, too. I was very attracted to Karen, and it was clear that she was attracted to me as well. On one level, I wanted to have her for my own. But that was pretty much a fantasy world. In the real world, I didn’t want to interfere with her relationship with Ted or to do anything that would harm her family. I knew I really didn’t have anything to offer her in the long run. I had my hands full with Mai as it was, and I certainly wasn’t looking to get involved in another exclusive relationship.

  It was almost 8:30 when we finished dinner. I put my arm around Karen’s shoulder as we strolled from the restaurant and back through the hotel. I guided her over to the elevators and pushed the call button. I was expecting Karen to ask where I was taking her, but she didn’t say a thing. She just put her arm around me and leaned her head on my shoulder while we waited for the elevator.

  We were the only ones in the elevator car. As soon as the doors closed, I took her in my arms and kissed her. She hugged me and pressed her body against mine. All too soon, the elevator bumped to a stop, and the doors opened.

  Karen held my hand as we walked down the hall. I slipped the card key out of my shirt pocket and opened the door to the room I had rented earlier in the day. Karen walked straight through the room to the window.

  “Beautiful view,” she said.

  I wondered if she was joking with me, considering that she was looking out at the ocean in the dark of night. Of course, there were a few lights from boats, and she could look down and see people walking up and down the beach.

  “It certainly is,” I said as I stood back and admired her curves from the rear. She had a beautiful round ass. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders and kissed her on the neck. She turned to me and draped her arms around my neck. I pulled her tight against me and kissed her lips.

  She returned my kiss for a moment, and then pushed back. “You’ve got your nerve,” she said, “bringing me up to a hotel room.”

  We kissed again, this time longer and more passionately.

  “You don’t have to stay,” I said.

  “Oh, you’re not going to get rid of me that easily,” she said. “I was nice enough to go out to dinner with you, you dirty old man. The least you could do in return is give me a good fucking.”

  “I guess that sounds fair.”

  We kissed again. I ran my hands over Karen’s ass and squeezed. I pulled her tight against my swollen cock. Then I pulled the tails of her blouse out of her skirt and ran my hands up under her bare back. I found the strap and unhooked her bra.

  “Oh, you’re getting better at that,” she said.

  “Been practicing.”

  “On Mai?”

  “Nah. She’s still out of town. Besides, you know she almost never wears a bra.”

  “Sooo…who’ve you been practicing on?”

  “Oh, just random strangers.”

  “I see. So you just go up to strange women and unfasten their bras?”

  “Yep. Then I ask if they want to fuck.”

  “And do they slap your face?”

  “Yeah. Most of ‘em.”

  “You’re incorrigible.”

  “Big word for such a beautiful broad.”

  Karen gave me a playful slap on the face.

  “So I guess that means you don’t want to fuck after all?” I asked.

  Karen took hold of my face with both hands and kissed me yet again. Then she started unbuttoning my shirt. I began unbuttoning her blouse. We gazed into each other’s eyes as we both worked our way down.

  Karen finished first. I was still fumbling with her last button when she opened my shirt and pulled the tails out of my pants. We pulled the shirts off of each other’s shoulders and let them drop to the floor. Then I slid Karen’s bra straps off her shoulders and let her bra slip to the floor between us.

  I pulled her against me, reveling in the sensation of her lovely, full breasts pressed against my skin. Karen wrapped her arms around me and laid her head against my chest.

  “God, it’s great to see you again,” I said.

  “Yes.”

  I felt her shoulders tremble a bit. Then a tear tickled its way down my chest. After a minute or so, she sniffed and slid down to her knees. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and pulled down my zipper. Then she pulled down the elastic front of my briefs and freed my cock.

  I already was swollen and half-erect. But the moment my cock felt her lips, I was fully erect.

  Karen sucked me very slowly, sliding her lips up and down my full length, rubbing her tongue on the underside. After a little while, she pulled my slacks over my hips and let them drop to the floor. Then she grabbed the waistband of my briefs and pulled them down as well.

  Karen continued to suck me slowly, gently, as she slid her hands up and down my thighs and then began fondling my balls. I loved her touch and the heat of her mouth and the slow, loving was she was sucking me. But after a while, I began to feel selfish.

  I put my hands on her bare shoulders and tugged for her to stand up. She released my cock and kissed her way up my stomach and chest. Then she gave me a soft, wet kiss on the lips.

  “Excuse me a minute. I’ll be right back,” she said. She turned and disappeared into the bathroom.

  I stepped out of my slacks and underwear and pulled off my socks. Then I pulled back the bed cover and slid between the sheets. My cock formed a nice little tent, with a wet spot growing at its peak. I leaned back on the pillow and put my hands behind my head.

  After a couple of minutes, I heard the toilet flush. Then I heard the shower for a minute or so, followed by a couple of minutes of silence. I smiled to myself. Karen was my kind of woman.

  When she came out of the bathroom, Karen was naked. She tossed her skirt and panties on a chair and climbed onto the bed. Her heavy breasts were anything but perky. They hung half way down her chest, and they jiggled and swayed as she moved. I thought they were perfect.

  She crawled over to me and put a finger on the peak of my tent. “What have we got here?” She rubbed the head of my penis with her fingertip and then gripped me through the sheet. I reached over and rubbed my fingertips against one of her nipples.

  Karen ducked under the sheet and began sucking my cock again. The upper half of her body was covered, but her ass and her legs were exposed. I rubbed my hand down her back and then up and down around her ass. Her skin was surprisingly cool. From evaporation after the shower, I supposed.

  As Karen continued to suck me and lick my balls, I worked my fingertips down the crack of her ass until I found her pussy. I was a little disappointed that it seemed dry, but then I remembered that she had just washed it and dried it with her towel.

  I gently ran my fingers up and down her folds, slowly working them inward until I could part her lips. I found her entrance and probed with my middle finger. I was gratified to discover that she was creamy wet. That was more like it.

  Karen was showing no sign of giving up on sucking my cock, so I scooted myself around until my head was near her thigh. Then I reached between her legs and grabbed her thigh. I pulled her around and over so she was straddling my head.

  I turned my head back and forth, kissing her on one inner thigh and then the other. Then I kissed my way up her thigh until I found her pussy. She still had her pubic hair trimmed
short, and she had had a Brazilian wax. I kissed her bare mound and then plunged my tongue into her slippery wetness.

  Karen squirmed and stopped sucking me for a moment. Then she resumed as I pushed my tongue as deep as I could and flicked it forward and back through her cream. I started spreading her juices around, wetting her folds and thoroughly lubricating her clit. I pressed my tongue against her little button and then used it to massage her with a slow, circular motion. From time to time, she stopped sucking me and just held onto my cock with her hand as she groaned and tried to catch her breath.

  I clamped my mouth onto her pussy and gently sucked her clit into my mouth. I put my arms around her thighs and rolled us over so that I was on top, still sucking her clit and massaging her thighs with my hands.

  Karen held onto my cock with her hand as we rolled, but as soon as I was kneeling over her, she started sucking me again. Then she surrounded my balls with both hands and started massaging and tugging on them.

  Karen had me on the brink of orgasm, but I wasn’t ready for that yet, so I pulled away from her and turned around so we both were pointed in the same direction. I knelt between her thighs and leaned over. I kissed her lips, and then her chin, and then her neck, and then down between her breasts. I found a nipple with my lips and circled it with my tongue. Then I sucked and bit down on it just enough to cause Karen to arch her back. I did the same with the other nipple.

  I kissed my way down Karen’s belly and through her pubic hair. I grasped her thighs and pushed them apart, spreading her wide open to me. Then I simply buried my face in her pussy and went to work on her. I alternated between using my tongue to massage her clit and plunging it deep into her pussy. She was unbelievably wet.

  As I pleasured her pussy with my mouth, I reached up and grasped her heaving breasts. I squeezed and massaged them. I found her nipples and rolled them roughly between my thumbs and forefingers.

  Karen clamped her hands over mine and squeezed along with me as she bucked and rolled her head from side to side. Then her stomach began to spasm, and she clamped my head between her thighs as she cried, “Oh, yes…yes…yes…yes!” She quivered and squeezed my head so hard I had to stop moving. For a moment, I thought I was going to have to pound the mat and yell “uncle.”

  But once I stopped tonguing her pussy, Karen relaxed a bit, and in a minute or so she relaxed her legs and let me breathe again. I kissed her inner thighs and continued to massage her breasts gently. When I judged that she had had enough time to recover, I very slowly, very gently ran my tongue up through her pussy and over her clit.

  As my tongue passed over her clit, Karen shuddered and tugged on my shoulders. “Come up here,” she said. “Don’t you want to fuck me?”

  I rose up onto my knees and then lowered my body on top of her. I kissed her lips and said, “I’m not going to fuck you tonight.”

  Karen looked confused and maybe a bit startled. “Why not?”

  “Because tonight…I’m going to make love to you.” I kissed her again.

  Karen wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply, intertwining her tongue with mine, and then sucking my tongue into her mouth. I pushed her thighs apart with my knees and probed her with my cock. I found her entrance and pushed deep into her. I held still for a couple of minutes while we continued to kiss, and then I began moving, alternately sliding my cock deep into her and then pulling it out until only the head remained in the grip of her sweltering pussy.

  Aside from the rigidity of my cock, I was totally relaxed, lost in the delights of Karen’s luscious body and passionate kisses. We kissed for the longest time while we continued moving together. Then I broke off our kiss and lifted my head far enough to gaze into her large brown eyes. We held each other’s gaze for some time before I lowered my head and rubbed her nose with mine.

  I rubbed my cheek against Karen’s and found her ear lobe with my lips. I clamped it firmly between my lips and sucked gently on it the way I might suck on her nipple. I couldn’t help but remember how I used to do that to Rachel.

  “Mmm, that makes me tingle,” she said.

  I captured more of her ear lobe with my mouth so that my nose was practically in her ear. I exhaled slowly, letting the air flow into her ear. She rubbed her cheek against mine and hugged me.

  I slipped my hand behind her neck and gripped it possessively. “You belong to me,” I whispered directly into her ear. I drove my cock deep into her and whispered again, “You belong to me.”

  I felt her nod, her face rubbing against mine. Then I heard her sniffle. A couple of seconds later, a tear ran down the valley where our cheeks met. I kissed the wet spot on the side of her face, and then I kissed her tightly closed eyes.

  We started moving together again, slowly at first, and then faster and faster as our passion rose. I took Karen’s hands and held them above her head, causing her breasts to rise on her chest. I sucked her nipples, alternating between them until they were fully hardened.

  Karen started to quiver and roll her head from side to side. I sensed that she was on the edge, and that brought me suddenly to the edge, too.

  Karen looked me in the eyes and started to chant, “Yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…yes!” as she squeezed my hands.

  I lost control and flooded her with my semen. We kissed, our tongues intertwined. I sucked on her lower lip and bit it very gently.

  Karen pressed her face against mine and whispered in my ear, “Give me your sperm. Give it all to me. Your sperm belongs to me.”

  My cock was still rock hard, and it throbbed as my balls continued to pump intermittent spurts of semen into Karen. I had spent all my life hoping not to get women pregnant when I fucked them. But now, I found myself fantasizing that Karen wanted me to impregnate her. In that moment, I put aside all practical considerations, and immersed myself in the fantasy that she was my mate. I knew, of course, that I really was pretending that she was Rachel. And to the extent that Karen was feeling an emotional bond with me, I felt guilty that I was unable to put Rachel out of my mind.

  We both were breathing raggedly, our hearts pounding. I lifted my weight off of Karen a bit to make it easier for her to breathe. We continued intermittently kissing and trying to catch our breath.

  Finally, I very reluctantly pulled my still-swollen cock from Karen’s pussy. As my cock slipped free, some of my semen spilled out of her and seeped between her ass cheeks down to the bed. I backed up enough that I could lean over and run my tongue between her pussy lips, gathering some of my semen. Then I moved up and kissed her while she sucked my sperm off of my tongue.

  I lay down on my back next to Karen. She rolled over to me and lifted her head onto my shoulder as I put my arm around her. She draped her leg over mine, with her knee nestled against my balls. I hoped she wasn’t prone to muscle spasms.

  I found Karen’s hand with my free hand and held it on my chest. She started slowly rubbing my palm with her thumb, the same way she had that first time she sat on my knee at the party.

  “Do you know what that means?” I asked.

  “What what means?”

  “Rubbing your thumb on my palm.”

  “That I like the feel of your hand?”

  “Maybe so, but in addition to that. When I was in high school, that was considered to be a signal that you wanted to have sex.”

  “Oh, did a lot of girls rub your palm in high school?”

  “Just the one, actually.”

  “Rachel?”

  “Rachel.” I was a little surprised that Karen had remembered her name.

  We fell silent for a while. Karen continued slowly circling her thumb against my palm.

  She kissed my cheek. “Tell me something,” she said.

  “Something.”

  “Smartass! No, I want to ask you something.”

  “No, I didn’t fake my orgasm,” I said.

  Karen pulled her hand free from mine and thumped me on the forehead with the heel of her palm.

  “Okay,” I said. “I’ll
behave. What did you want to ask?”

  Karen paused for quite a while and then asked, “Do you think it’s possible to love two people at the same time?”

  “I don’t see why not. You have two children, and you love both of them, don’t you?”

  “Yes, but it’s not the same.”

  “You mean as loving two men at the same time?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “Women always say that. I don’t know. Maybe it’s a matter of degree, or maybe it’s different for women than men. I don’t see why your feelings for one person need to take away from your feelings for another. It seems to me that they are independent matters. But maybe it’s possible to be so much in love with one person that you don’t have any capacity to love another.”

  “So you can love more than one woman at once?”

  I thought about Rachel. I’ve always been in love with her, and nothing I’ve ever felt for anyone else has taken that away. But then, I’ve never been in love with anyone else in the same way I’ve always been in love with Rachel. I wasn’t so sure it was a good idea to mention Rachel to Karen in that context, inasmuch as I assumed that Karen was struggling with her feelings for both me and Ted.

  “I guess I can. When it comes right down to it, I’m not sure I know exactly what love is, but I do know that what I feel about one woman isn’t affected by what I feel about another.”

  “What you said a while ago…about how I belong to you. What did you mean by that?”

  “Well, I was expressing my feelings. It’s not something I thought through logically. I guess you know how…um…how attracted to you I am.”

  The truth, but not the whole truth. In my heart, I knew that I was fantasizing that Karen was Rachel when I said she belonged to me. But I couldn’t very well tell Karen that.

  “What about Mai?” Karen asked.

  “Mai is Mai, and my feelings for her have nothing to do with my feelings for you. What’s going on? Why are you asking about this?”

  “I’m feeling confused, and maybe more than a little guilty. I love Ted, and I don’t want to hurt him. But I have feelings for you, too. And here I am, having sex with you behind his back.”