Surprise Visitor – Part 1

You just don’t know what the next phone call will bring …

It was a cold and wintery Wednesday morning and I was having my coffee and reading the paper. My phone rang and I answered, “Hello”. The voice on the other end said, “Hi Stan, its Monica”. I was surprised and pleased. Monica had been my deceased wife Gina’s best friend and she lived with her husband Clark about 3 hours away. I asked her “What’s up?” She said, “I need a big favor. I will be in town on business this Friday and was wondering if I could stay in your guest room Thursday night? I thought we could have dinner and catch up”. I didn’t think twice about it and said, “Yes. Is Clark coming with you? What time will you be here?” She replied, “No he isn’t and I’ll be there sometime midafternoon.” I said, “That works for me.” She then said, “Thanks, I really appreciate it and am excited about seeing you. See you soon. Goodbye.” She has always been a right to the point person … but I wondered what she meant by ‘excited’.

After I hung up, I started thinking about Monica. She is 62 but she looks like she’s in her forties and she is gorgeous … 5’ 8”, brown hair, hazel eyes, a beautiful face, large breasts, and great legs. She is extremely intelligent, really funny, and a real sweetheart. One of her faults is that she doesn’t take long to make big decisions … but once made they are locked in stone. Clark is 4 years younger than her and they had been married for as long as I had known them. We had been couple friends for over 25 years. From the first day I met her I thought she was beautiful and incredibly sexy. I had never thought about romance with her because we had both been happily married.

It was cold with a chance of snow on Thursday and I had a crackling fire in my fireplace. Monica arrived at my house after lunch. I walked out to her car and kidded her saying, “Hi beautiful … you are early”. She got out and laughed, “I wanted to beat the snow”. She looked great in her winter garb and I greeted with a big hug and kiss … before our usual welcome kiss had been barely brushing our lips together but amazingly this time she held it a little longer. This was something new! I helped her inside with her overnight bag and showed her to my guest room. I went back out to the kitchen while she took off her coat and started arranging her things in the guest room. I overheard her calling Clark to tell him she had arrived safely. She was only on her cell phone a couple of minutes.

Monica came out about 15 minutes later. “Are you ready for our usual coconut rum and cokes? Not too strong please … I know how you are”, she joked. “Sounds good to me,” I replied. I went to my liquor cabinet and proceeded to make our favorite drinks … using my double shot glass. She joined me and I handed the drink to her. We sat at the bar sipping our drinks and chatting. I asked her how Clark was and she said she would tell me later … she didn’t sound happy. She finished her drink and got up. She asked,” Do you mind if I take a quick shower? … I left in such a hurry this morning and didn’t have time”. “Go ahead … there are fresh towels in the bathroom”.

Monica was in the bathroom quite a long time. When she finished showering she came out in a white terry cloth robe and with a towel wrapped around her head. She looked and smelled great. While she walked over to the fireplace I watched her out of the corner of my eye. Monica leaned over, letting the fire dry her soft brown hair. And then her robe fell open just enough to give me a view of her bare perfect size 38 D breasts. They were stunning! Her areolas were larger than silver dollars and her nipples were long and hard. I started to become aroused. She glanced over at me and smiled as she saw the beginning of the erection in my pants and that I was embarrassed by it. She leisurely closed her robe and kiddingly said, “Looks you enjoyed the show”. I chuckled and replied hopefully, “Yes … was that a preview of things to come?” “Maybe … or maybe not”, she said coyly and gave me a playful smile.

This was completely out of character but I was intrigued and curious. “Monica, tell me what’s going on?” She stopped smiling and said softly, “Clark hasn’t been paying any attention to me lately. I think he’s lost interest … even in making love. It’s been over 6 months since we had sex and I don’t know what to do.” I knew Clark had started a new high stress job, but couldn’t believe he would ever not appreciate her voluptuous body. I said, “Monica I think you are stunningly attractive and very desirable … why would he not want you? That’s crazy! You are the smartest, sweetest, wittiest, and most beautiful woman I know.”

I walked over to her and understandingly wrapped my arms around her. She moved her head up to place a gentle kiss on my forehead. Timidly I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. As I pulled back we looked into each other in the eyes. “Monica you are beautiful”, I whispered. It felt as if time was standing still. She licked her lips invitingly and we both moved towards each other until our lips met. We kissed softly.

Finally … our first real kiss. It was a dream come true. I let her set the pace. I had no idea where this was going but I didn’t want to miss whatever it was. The next time she leaned in to kiss me, I let the kiss linger. Just as she was pulling back I let my tongue flick over her lips and then lightly bit her lower lip. Monica pulled back and looked at me in complete surprise. Then slowly she moved in again and met my lips. This time she let the kiss linger and when I moved my tongue toward her lips she met it with her own. She explored my mouth tenderly. Her robe had opened again and I let my hand slip in to touch her breast. She stopped me and sighed, “What are we doing? I’m married … but it feels so good to be kissed and touched again”. I said, “I know … there’s no need to rush into anything … we have all the time in the world.”

We stood in front of the fireplace sipped our drinks and talked for a while. Monica finally asked,” Are you seeing anyone?” I replied, “No … even though it’s been 5 years it still feels like I would be cheating on Gina”. She then said, “I’ve been thinking about you a lot for the last few weeks.” I replied, “That’s funny … I often think about you and I must confess that I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time.” “Do you really? Do you want to tell me about it?” she asked attentively. “No … not yet. And anyway, what about you and Clark? Have you cheated on him since you married him?” I asked. “No I haven’t … I just feel so alone now … like I’m in the marriage without him.” It got very quiet for a while.

Then wanting to change the subject, Monica asked, “How about making us another drink?” I agreed and went to the bar to mix two more strong drinks. She walked back over to the fireplace and sat on the couch in front of the fire. I turned and saw that she had her long, lovely legs curled up under her and she was looking at me. She had the look of someone with lots on her mind … I wondered what she was thinking. Could it be she really did want something more than a friendship with me?

“Come over here and sit with me,” she said patting the couch by her. I walked over and sat down next to her bringing the drinks with me. The air was filled with the clean, fresh fragrance of her soap we sat staring into the fire. Time passed slowly as we made small talk and sipped our drinks while watching the fire. It was intoxicating … and so were the drinks.

“Why don’t you put your head in my lap for a while?” she finally asked me. Maneuvering around on the couch, I gently lowered my head down onto the softness of her lap. The clean, sweet bouquet of her freshly washed body filled my nostrils. I saw her smile tenderly as she slowly ran her fingers through my hair. Her breasts, the source of my earlier embarrassment were now jutting out only inches above my face.