    Title: Counseling
    Author:Anne
    Summary: An older female counseler is seduced by a young man. A short-term
    romance takes her to new heights.
    Keywords: youngerM/olderF, rom

(Eskimo: This story was written by Anne, who has written a few other works on her own which I have posted here on my site. We also co-wrote one as well.)

My name is Jane, I am forty years old this fall. I have been single for about five years now. I have buried myself into my work. Making things so much more easier for me. Not have to deal with the real world. I am a counselor for teens. Ones that have been in so much trouble they are sent to me for some guidance. I always laughed at this, I was giving them guide lines to live by and I had yet been able to control my life.

It's a Monday morning and my first appointment was late. I was still sipping on my second cup of coffee when the receptionist let me know the young man arrived at the office. The young man walked through the door with a grin on his face and his hair looking like it had not been combed in a week. He had a great smile with all the charm go with it. His hair was raven black, wavy and down to his collar of his shirt. I opened his file as he took a seat in front of my desk. I was reading his information out loud for verification on his address and phone number. As I read he was trying to crack jokes and be aloof. That doesn't work for me and I told him so.

He starts to settle in and relax. I offered him a cup of coffee and he accepted. I stood up and walked off to the coffee machine and poured two cups. As I was pouring he asked for his the same way I took mine. I didn't speak or look at him. I just poured my coffee and walked back to my desk and handed him a cup.

As he sipped I got the reply I made good coffee and that he knew I looked like a person that drank their coffee black the way he did. I still gave no reply. After we settled in I asked him if I could call him Steve and if not what would he prefer. I got that big grin on the face routine again.

He had been sent to me because he was caught drinking in the car with open bottles of beer. He was just twenty one and the courts wanted to make an impression on this young man about drinking and driving. He asked me for my first name. I never tell my client's my first name, so I told him Maggie. I do this to make it harder to track me down at home.

It's hard to get things rolling on track the fist session so I told him we would set up another time and day because he was twenty minutes late. Steve agreed and I showed him to the door as I asked for an appointment to be giving to him next week. I told Sue to just make it in the afternon. She knows I bump the late comers to afternoons. That way I don't get to far behind in the day.

As I closed the door I smiled and sat down. I started to read his file. For a young man of twenty one he had a lot happen to him. Mother died ten years ago, father working all the time. Steve has been on his own for more then half his life. No one to talk with or teach him how to control his behavior. Such a good looking man of his age to have had so much happen to him. He was tall and lean. You could tell he was working out at a gym, he was working on bulk and it was starting to show.

At the end of a very long day Sue drops off my appointment book for me to look at, just checking how many clients and what days. There was Steve Monday afternoon. I smiled and felt a feeling that I had not felt in a long time. Anxious would be the word I would choose. I was looking forward to find out what he was all about. I left the office and walked to my car. Not feeling like I wanted to go straight home I decided to stop at the local hamburger joint and indulge .

As I entered the parking lot and walking down to my car I saw someone standing near by. It was Steve, standing next to his motorcycle and dressed in black leather boots and jacket. He called me Maggie. He wanted to talk more with me. I told him that we would talk more at his next appointment. He wasn't going to take no for an answer. He suggested that we go to Andi's which was the hamburger place I had planned on eating at anyway. I don't know what made me agree but, I couldn't help myself.

I drove my car and he on his motorcycle. Once inside we ordered. I was looking forward to a big hamburger , fries and a coke. He laughed and told me I was the first woman to eat that much in front of him. I told him most woman don't eat heavy out on dates . I was different. We both had to laugh. We sat for a couple of hours while Steve asked me most of the questions. I gave short answers. He smiled at me and asked if I ever tell anyone about my life. I had to stop for a moment and told him not really.

I did tell him I have been single for the last five years and that I have been tied up in my work for a long time. I was also taking up dance for some relaxation and it became a passion for me. He was a good listener and made me feel important. I paused for a moment and realized this young man was special. I was feeling like a woman in her twenties and flirting with the dream of my life. I need to get in my car and go home.

As we walked towards the car and his cycle he stopped next to my car and as I was telling him goodbye he grabbed me. Before a word came out of my mouth his lips were there and his tongue in. Kissing me as if I were the only woman in the world for him. He winked at me and told me he would see me soon. He jumped on his bike and rode off.

As I drove out of the parking lot my head was in the clouds. The smile on my face was a dead give away. I kept telling myself I can not let this happen. It was wrong, I know better. But, there was this strange attraction. My heart was wanting. On my way to my house I stopped at the drug store. I wanted to pick up a few things and go home and get some much need sleep.

When I got home I need to still unpack some things I need to put in the kitchen. I turned on the music I love and started putting up my new dishes and glassware.

While doing this I started dancing to the music and laughing. I felt as free as the wind. Something I had not done in a while. I finished things up in the kitchen and turned off the lights. I got a quick shower and washed my hair. As I stood in front of the mirror I studied my body and hair. I knew I needed a hair cut and new style and color. My body was still in good shape and my boobs were still perky. So first thing Saturday morning I will go to the salon and have the works done. I slipped on my night gown and snuggled up in my bed with dreams I shouldn't be dreaming.

I woke up to the sun peaking into my window. I was excited about my day trip to beauty. I skipped breakfast and dressed. I was at the salon in record time. The gal who was doing my hair shaped it and added color. I was now a redhead with brown tones. New make-up was added to my look and I felt like a young woman who is having the time of her life.

I was going to get lunch out and go shop for some new clothes. I caught an early lunch and then started my shopping adventure. First stop was a shop with some of the most chic dresses and suits. Then grabbing new heels and then off to look for some really great jeans and tops. I was just about to finish up my shopping and as I was walking out the door who did I run into ? You got that one, it was Steve.

I was very surprised to see him. I asked what was he up to and how long had he been there. Steve smile at me and told me he was standing in the window watching me pick out my clothes and liked the view. I just couldn't be angry at that point. He helped me with my packages and walked me to my car. He said he would follow me home and carry them in for me. I told him I didn't think that would be a good ideal. He told me not to worry he was a big boy and he knows what he is doing. That was more then I could say for myself. So off we went, me in my car and he on his cycle.

I pulled up into the garage so the side drive was clear for him to park his bike next to my car. He grabbed the packages and I closed the garage door. I opened the back door and Steve followed me into the house. He took a seat and asked if I was going to model the new outfits for him. I was dragging my feet at trying to answer that one. He tells me how he likes the new hair cut and the color. Steve tells me he loves redheads and that I look really great.

I made us some coffee and we sat down at the table for a while and talked. I asked him what was he looking for in me. I was his counselor and this may not be the best thing to do. As he touches my hand he tells me to turn his case file over to someone else and that way we both get what we want. I wasn't prepared for this I told him. Leaning towards me and he slips his tongue into my mouth I felt my heart pound out of my chest.

Steve pulled me to my feet and I felt his hands running down the front of my dress. Touching my boobs on the side, front, then pinching my nibbles. I felt that right down to my toes. I felt I could hardly speak.

He starts to unbutton my dress in the front then lets it slide to the floor. No words are being spoken at this point. Next he unhooks my bra and lets that fall to the floor. He reaches for my panties and pushes them to the side as I feel his fingers touching me everywhere. Steve feels how wet I have become and two fingers make their way inside of my pussy. Before I could do anything, he had me held tight to him and started to push his fingers in and out of my rather hot box.

He pulls me up and tells me to wrap my legs around him and he pushes me onto his hard dick. He is long and hard. I can't wait much longer to cum. It's been so long and I was soooooooooooooo ready. Steve has me riding up and down on that hard prick of his. It wasn't that long and I was moaning and was starting to cum. When I was cumming Steve could feel me pulsing on that hard dick. As we finished he wrapped his arms around me and told me, we are good together and he was going to be around for a while.

He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down and laid beside me. He told me he was aware of the age difference and he didn't care. He prefered older women. He started to tell me how hard it was when his mother died and dad was working all the time. He has always been with older women because he wasn't into teens and the gals his age only wanted to go out and drink.

He needed someone to share things with and someone he could have a real relationship with. I was flattered and told him so. But , there is a draw back with women my age. The years difference will be hard as time goes on. He told me he understands that, and he sees no reason why we can not enjoy each other for now.

I understood where he was coming from, but was that going to be enough for the both of us. I guess time will tell. I knew deep in my heart that this was a fling and that I better not make any more out of it then that. I was hoping to keep my head about me and just enjoy today and not to worry about tomorrow. At this point we both drift off to sleep in each others arms.

By the time we woke back up hunger was setting in. Steve suggested we order a pizza and sit on the floor in the front room and make a fire in the fireplace. It seemed like a great ideal and I was up for the game. Steve started the fire and I placed the pizza order. We scattered candles around the coffee table and some on the end tables. That made for almost enough light to sit back and eat while running a old black and white movie on the DVD. The movie was ‘Dial M for Murder‘. I love murder mysteries. I got two wine glasses and a bottle of Chianti from the kitchen. We sat up the coffee table with dishes and napkins for the pizza. Steve and I continue to talk about ourselves during this while waiting for the delivery of the pizza. As soon as the door bell rang Steve jumped up and got our dinner. We turned on the movie and started to eat. It wasn't long and we moved onto the second bottle of wine. I was getting a little tipsy at this point and was very relaxed. Steve is great company and does hold on to good conversations for his age. I just wanted to share a few things during this time with him. I guess hoping for something. We finished eating and the movie was only half way through. We still had wine left and before I realized things were moving in a different direction.

Steve is a very horny young man. I don't even think my husband was like that. That did make me smile. He laid me down and reaching for my breast. His hands so light with touch that it would send shivers up and down my body. I could feel his hot, moist breath on my boobs. He starts to remove my blouse and nibbling on everything. I was getting hot. He slowed down to keep me at his pace, just enough to want and beg.

He finally moved to my jeans. Just to unbutton and unzip enough to tease. He begins to run his tongue across my tummy and down towards my pussy. That was just about the reaching point of wanting to feel his dick in my wet pussy. He makes me feel as if I were the only woman in the world for him. His hands still working my breast and licking all in between.

I start to remove his shirt and jeans. My guy doesn't wear jockeys or boxers, just his skin. I love to slip my hand down in his jeans to rub his cock and balls. I lick and run my mouth up and down the shaft of that hard pole. When I sucked up his balls into my mouth and lick down towards his asshole he was starting to groan. I started to rim him and I believe I was the first one to turn him on to having that done to his body. You could see the tension in his entire being. This was really going to be one of the best nights that we will have. I didn't even feel guilty about the age difference and just wanted more of him.

By the time we were getting down to fucking, I was so high on him that he could have done anything and I would have never said no. I do remember how I felt when he entered me. Steve could slide his cock inside of me with great ease. Pushing and pulling out as he picks up speed and depth. He throws my legs over his shoulders and I got drilled. He got me to moaning and begging that I felt as if my body was laying there and the rest of me was going somewhere in space. When I came I was at the biggest peak and the cum started running down and onto my thighs. Steve let loose with a load that was even bigger. All we could do at the first few moments was to look at each other and smile. We both lay back and bask in the warmth of each other and in the light from the fireplace.

I will admit I think I have let this go farther that I should have, I was in too deep and didn't want to change anything. I also wished that Steve was closer to my age and just maybe we could make something to keep. So for now I do have him and he seems content with me and my age. We watch the rest of the movie and spend sometime talking and laughing about how well we do together. We both walk hand and hand into the bedroom for much needed sleep.

I had spent the most of my day shopping for new clothes again. Trying to keep my mind busy from thinking about my limited time. I am getting in so deep I keep telling myself all will be fine, then deep in my heart I know different.

Arrive home I see Steve is back early, hoping all is fine and that we will have the rest of the weekend. He spots me as I pull in and runs from out the back door. As I started to walk towards the house Steve runs up to me grabs me around my hips and lefts me up on to his chest. I lean my head down to his face and we kiss with so much passion my head is spinning. This wonderful young man has choose to be with me. I feel his heart with my hand and I feel it beating fast. I am so captivated by him. My emotions are over flowing. I feel how easy it is for me to shut out the world and all the hurt that came from my marriage. Every time he touches my face with his gentle hand that he runs down the side of my cheek, I feel as if I were struck by lighting to my toes. The feelings I get from us being naked and wrapped tight with our bodies are so intense I quiver. This is the first time that I have ever felt a man do that to me.

As Steve lets my body down to let my feet touch the ground he embraces me so hard to his chest. I wrap my arms around him tight and hold on for life. I can feel a surge taking over my whole body. We walked towards the house I am starting to realize how my this man means to me.

We strip our clothes off and head to the shower. The hot soapy water is running down our bodies. He washes my hair and then all over my breast and pussy making me horny. I in turn wash him, watching his cock grow. The laughter we share is good. For I learn from him as much as he learns from me. It's not long before the play starts to turn to me up against the shower wall he spreading my legs apart as Steve sticks his cock inside of me. He pumping it hard and I am enjoying every inch of him inside. He takes his time as he sucks on my nipples. I am so hot and ready. Then the surprise takes place. He turns my back to him as I feel his cock start to be slipped into my ass. I have never down this before. I never got to say a word, for it happened so fast. I started to cum and he had me pinned tight to the wall which added to the thrill. When Steve came he left his dick inside of me as I could fell it throbbing inside of me. We let the hot water still run and steam made it misty in the shower and put us in our own world.

It was time to get dressed and eat dinner before going to the club. I was a little nervous about the club, I wouldn't be as young as some of the others going there. Steve just laughed and told me not to worry and when we get there I will know why. I got dressed, taking my time. Steve was complete in twenty minutes. He laughed and I just ignored him and took my time. I put my hair up and put on my latest jeans and jacket. It took me back into a time when I was young and loved to dance.

We arrived at the club, table up front and the drinks flowed. I didn't miss one. It was helping me relax. Steve grabbed my hand and up to the dance floor we went. I was somewhat scared. But, I had enough to drink to watch and stay with him. I started to look almost like a real dancer. I did get a charge out of that. Some of his friends came over and wanted to meet me. Steve as proud as he could be introduced me as his gal. I could feel my face turning red. Steve held my hand and never let go. I will admit I really don't look forty but I am not twenty either. Through out the hours we danced and drank. I have not had this much fun in years. I never thought I would ever enjoy being with anyone as much as I do with Steve. I felt like the sun came up and wind was blowing gentle warm breezes into my life. Such a wonderful feeling and how strong ones desires become when you have someone to share things with. Life , love, talking, making the most of what you have. What a wonderful gift this man has given me.

We didn't get home until the wee hours of the night. We laid down with me snuggled up to him and his arms around me. Sleep took over until the morning light came into the room. We had time for breakfast and he needed to leave. I would hear from him later. That gave me time to catch up on work for the office. I new tomorrow was a long day. But, sweet dreams were mine tonight.

The rest of my weekend slipped by with me catching up on my work and sleep. I did stop once in a while to think about that wonderful young man. The start of my week was hard, more appointments then I needed to be carry for this week. Steve called and asked me to meeting with him for dinner on Thursday and I said yes. I had tried to change his appoint that week but, was unsuccessful.

I was excited to see my backyard done with the large trees and shrubs. Tall flower bushes lined in between with lots of foliage mingled in also. This could make for some interesting evenings. I meet Steve for dinner at this little out of the way place. Great wine and pasta dishes some of my favorite things to eat. Its was good to be with him. I missed him when I don't see him for a couple of days. We talked about him having to still see me in the office and he understood I could not change things at this point. He smile and told me we could replace talk with other things. I told him about the backyard and how nice of a job the workers had done. I suggested we have dinner there over the weekend. Steve agreed.

It wasn't long now and I had to get back to work and Steve had to return to his job. I almost felt like a married couple by trying to spend time at dinner with each other. I knew the weeks would fly by and the summer would come to an end. My heart felt the ache of that one and I had to dismiss that thought for now. To find someone closer to my age that was like Steve is what I always hoped for. Maybe soon I kept telling myself , maybe soon.

As we said goodbye to each other we headed back to work. Thursday night is the only night I am at work until eight p. m. This help with some with the night shift. It won't be long and I will be home. Giving me time to make a list up for food to cook over the weekend. I guess by now you have guessed that my mind is not always on work. just on Steve.

I was having such a great time with Steve that I didn't realize how much I was coming out of that shell I was in. People were starting to notice how happy I was and I changed my style of clothes and was there a new guy in my life. I just smiled and told everyone life has been fun and I was on a great ride. Now, am so close to Friday night and my heart was racing to the excitement of Steve. I felt my face to be warm from the blush that would take over when I thought of him. A smile so big that I could light up the dark. I was alive.

It's Friday afternoon and Steve is in my office. We talk and agree that he will have to stay with me for his appointments but, they would be talks of us. I have crossed the line already and do not want to add fuel to the fire. Steve told me he would take care of dinner that night and I will get the wine and set up the lanai. I was looking forward to this like a girl in high school looks forward to the prom. The setting had to be perfect.

Towards the end of our time at the office Steve takes my hand and tells me how important I have been to him. I felt he was lost and had no one he could really talk to. Touching my face and kissing me was perfect. I know at this point I have lost my heart. I need to keep my head about me still and my heart is already taken.

Steve leaves and I leave my office early. I wanted to spend sometime shopping for the wine and more candles. I was going to set up the mood to reflect my feelings. The dusk is starting and I am setting large candles in their holders and setting them on the table outside. Two very nice comfy chairs and new wine glasses. The table cloth is linen and the china dresses the table. I lined the walk way with very tall and big candles to guide the way to the table. I got many and this way they will burn for hours. When I stood back and looked at it in the evening dusk with the stars soon to appear, it was breath taking.

I was able to lay long sheer pieces of white and gold material across some of the tree branches and hang lanterns form the lower branches to light around the table. Everything is ready for us. I take a quick shower and pour the wine into the glasses and sit and wait for Steve. I am in a wonderful dream at this point. I can smell the flowers that encircle the yard with all the foliage to give us privacy for the intimacy that comes with the setting.

Steve is walking up the drive, by the look on his face he thrilled at what he sees. The yard is enclosed and the night belongs to us. We embrace and kiss. Steve picks up his glass of wine and we toast to us. My heart is filled with so many memories of things with Steve. We walk into the kitchen, he pulls the chair out for me to sit down. We talk as he puts the dinner on. I pour more wine and set the table outside. As I walked back into the kitchen, Steve handed me a small box. I opened it and there was this beautiful silver heart on a chain. I was so surprised, that I felt myself blush. Steve laughed and told me that is part of the charm he loves about me.

We carry the dinner to the table outside and again he helps me to my chair. We drank and eat and laughed at some of the silliest things. The moon was almost full and the sky Velvet black and many , many stars to wish on.

The candles were starting to burn to the end and the dark sky was our blanket. We sat on the grass and wished on a star. Steve came over to my side and while kissing and the removal of clothes. We are naked and just a sight glare of light. Steve is working his way down from my breast to my inter thigh. I was more then ready. This night was going to be different he whispered , I want to make love to you. With all the gentleness of a young man and the wanting of a older man, I was taken. It's about the only way I could begin to tell you what was in my heart. Feelings that I have never felt before. Tears welded up in my eyes and I had all I could do to hold it in. This man has shown me more about love and life then I knew could exist.

We laid on the ground and enjoyed being as one. My body was his and I could not deny the urge that was inside of me. I moved to the top of him, as he slipped in his hard dick. I am rocking back and forth to his motion. It felt as if he was buried so deep inside of me that I could barley catch my breath. His hands on my breast and fingers pinching nipples. I am trying not to cum so fast and just trying to delay the outcome. The ride is great and I love grinding on his pelvic bone. The freedom of the air that surrounds you and the smell of the sweet flowers while the moon beams down on you. Watching the glow on our bodies while playing touch and feel. Wanting to lick Steve from his chest and down to his cock. Sucking and stroking, bringing him to cum.

As we sat up and Steve poured more wine. We hold hands like teenagers and remind each other how well we are together. Before long, we slip back into our clothes and remove the dishes and stack them in the kitchen sink. We make sure the candles are out, as we turn in for the night. Steve takes me to the shower, it's warm and comfortable. We wash each other down and take turns drying each other off. We drift of to sleep in each others arms.

As the weeks grow in to the months and the end of August is here I feel that sadness coming over me. I know that it's only time that we will have to say good bye. My heart feels as if it would break. Our last office visit was spend with a blanket on the floor and a picnic spread of pure delight. The memories will last me a life time. This was the day that Steve told me he had join the service and that he is leaving at the first of the month. He will be spending time with some of his buddies and of course a lot time with his dad. I told him he had made the right choice and I wish him the best. I also told him I wouldn't never forget him.

That was the last time we meet, the last time we made love. That was the day I thought my heart would break. About four weeks after Steve had left and I was coming to grips with my feelings. I got a call from Steve's father. He asked me if we could met and have a cup of coffee. He had gotten a letter from Steve and wanted to share it with me. I told him I would met him for coffee at the cafe in the court house.

I met him around five pm. His name was Frank and I could see where Steve got his looks. Franks was just a couple of years older then I was. As he read the letter Steve was telling him about me and that my name was Jane. He thought that his dad and I would make a great couple and that he should ask me out. I felt my face get red and Frank told me how Steve said that I still blushed and that if his dad ever found a gal who blush he would grab her and never let go.

So Frank asked me out and I said yes. If the apple doesn't fall far from the tree I will be in heaven.

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