    Title: The Widow
    Author: Anne
    Summary: A short story by Anne
    Keywords: M/F

The funeral is over and everyone has left. The house is empty and I don't know where to turn. There were no children and for that I was happy. I was so lonely and unhappy. I wasn't a custom to living alone. I had been married right after college and before I turned around my husband had die in an auto accident. Too young to die at this time and yet I was lost. I don't think I could take anyone else telling me how sorry they were. I will admit that the marriage was somewhat rocky but, we were working on that. I worked a teacher in high school and had the next two weeks off. I don't think I could face a classroom yet. The two weeks past slowly. I did not get that much sleep and was trying to get back to my routine. School was going to be out in one month and I was going to have to face it through. Then the summer off. I owned the home before I married. It was my mother's house and she left it to me. So my expenses were low.

Finally the day came to report to work. I walked into my classroom and found flowers and candy waiting for me. I was surprised. My kids were so nice to me. We spent some of the time talking about what happened to my husband. Sometimes a reality check came bring out the best in people.

I thanked my kids for their help and gifts and how much it meant to me. As the bell rang one young man came up and asked if I needed help around the house. Could he cut the lawn , paint, wash my car. I finally told him to show up this Saturday and I will have work for him. Great he said I don't want you to have to deal with this for now. I smile and thought how kind he was.

Saturday arrived and there was a knock on the door I opened it up and there stood Greg ready for yard work. I told him to cut the lawn and then check back in with me. I had a nice front lawn but the backyard needed work. After he finished he suggested that we go shopping at the nursery were there was a sale going on and he could help me pick a couple of things up. He had some great ideals and I had to admit it would be a nice place to eat and read. So off to the nursery we went. We pick up some nice new shrubs and flowers and had bricks delivered so that a back patio would exist. He started with the bricks and before long there was a nice size patio at my back door. Then he planted the new shrubs and flowers. It was a long day and there was still some more to go. He told me he would be back on Sunday morning. I told him I would fix breakfast and coffee if he was there eight a.m. sharp.

There was Greg at the back door on time. I looked out and to my surprise was a nice size wrought iron table and two chairs. There was glass on the top of the table which gave the new furniture a great touch to the backyard seating. He took the plates with eggs and bacon . Toast and coffee. We sat there and ate as we talked. I told him I would pay him for the furniture and he wouldn't have any money for what he brought. He told me his mom bought a bigger seat and the little one was going out to the trash . So he asked her if he could bring it to my house. I was getting a nice backyard with a nice place to sit and read. I was feeling better already. Someone aware of my needs. How special Greg is. He finished up trimming trees. and cutting the lawn. He put a coat of white paint on the picket fence and it was really nice. We went into the garage and found some lights for the outside. Little white lights that would lite the yard up at night. I invited him to pizza and coke. He picked up the pizza and coke and we sat outside enjoying the yard while I and he ate the pizza. Talking about the end of school and what else could he do for me. I smiled at him and told him that he has made my life easier and that I was smiling again. He grinned from ear to ear. I told him if he wanted to come back next weekend I would have more to do. He said great. Greg told me he will come Saturday and Sunday again until I have no projects left. I laughed and told him that might be the entire summer. My husband was a pack rat and there is a lot to do.

I was looking forward to seeing Greg on Monday. There he was bright and cheerful as always and I felt like he was giving me a new lease on life. Before I knew it the weekend was there. Saturday morning and we were having coffee on the patio first thing. Plotting out the days work. I asked Greg if his parents minded the time he spent with me. He told me no. They had their friends and they did a lot of traveling and entertaining so he wasn't being missed. So how I felt a little sad that he was not include in with the parents. But, knowing teens they are always off with their friends and don't even look back to see if the parents are there. So from that I didn't give it an other thought. Greg spent two days again taking things out of the house to donate and then to the trash. The house was cleaned out from so much junk. Greg found books that he wanted and I told him to take what ever he likes. We had meals together and take about the college he wants to attend.

Things returned almost to normal after this and I was getting ready to finish off the class for the end of the school year. I was back to dressing better and I felt better. I still missed my husband but, life was going on. I looked forward to the weekend with Greg he was great company besides the work that was getting done.

Last day of school and everyone got one piece of paper to write one paragraph on where they will be in ten years. At the end of writing they all read there papers. Some laughing and joking. Some very serious. Still in all everyone had a good time. Just before the bell rang I told them this was their final and all got an A. Papers were tossed into the air as they ran to the door. I laughed so hard I couldn't believe how much fun I had. So nice to have a good ending for the school year.

The next Saturday Greg was at my door. I let him in and I fixed breakfast and coffee so we could sit outside and eat. I told Greg how much I enjoyed the time we have spent together and that he was a big help to me with the house. I felt that he maybe not spending enough time with his friends. He told me he see his friends a lot and he feels a connection to me. He took my hand and told me he knows how lonely I have been. I pulled my hand away and was scared more then anything. As we both stood up and he took me into his arms I felt tears coming down my face. I have not had anyone touch me even like that. He kissed me with a gentle touch and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Without thinking I kissed him back. I took in a deep breath and was at a loss for words. My heart wanting more of him and my mind telling me different. He whispers into my ear that he is eighteen now and that he is an adult. He told me not to say a word. We walked into my bedroom and I stood there in the moonlight as he undressed me. I could still feel the tears coming down my face. As he whipped them away. I undressed him, first his shirt , pants, ect. Seeing how big he was and how hard he already had gotten. He pulls our two naked bodies together and I am taken with him. He puts me up to the wall and I wrap my legs around his hips. He slips his cock inside my hot wet pussy that has been waiting for him. For a brief moment I started to think and then my body took over. As I moan and he fucked me. Taking his time and I would ride his cock as hard as I could. Wanting him more with each thrust inside of me. I felt myself cum as the juices ran down my thighs.

He put me on the bed and we kissed some more and he was still very hard. I turned over to my tummy and without missing a beat he came into my pussy from behind. pulling my hips harder and harder against his pelvic. Grinding on me as hard as ever. He lite up a fire inside of me and it was going to take sometime to put out. As he sucked on my nipples and neck. I was cumming again. He was ready and pumped inside of me so hard until he came. grunting and moaning with me. We laid back on the cool sheets as I felt his sweat on me and I could see how wet both bodies were. He asked me if I had ever made love outside and I told him no. Well tomorrow night we will. I felt a blush come across my face as this young man has made me alive. Not wanting to worry when it will end. I woke up to love and couldn't think past today. I sleep for a couple of hours and woke up to find him still in my bed. I pushed his hair from his face and smiled at how much he has given to me. He woke up and pulled me on top of him. Wanting more sex. His hands around my hips and helping me come down on his hard cock. As he moved my hips around he hit my G-spot and I was quirring as he did. I slipped off and sucked on his prick and balls. I like to hear his moans and see how he grabs the sheets as my tonuge was wrapped around the head of his cock. He spent the night with me as we slept I felt safe.

In the morning we showered and dressed. This time Greg cook breakfast for me as I made the coffee. We sat outside and talked about things that needed done. Soon we had everthing caught up with and we went shopping. I bought a bottle of wine and we picked up the makings for fried chichen and mashed potatos. Greg made sure the backyard was secluded enough for us to go to the back and get naked and make love under the sky. It was a hot night with a full moon and tons of stars shinning down on us. He was on top of me and I felt him so well inside of me. He took my legs and put them over his shoulders as he watched his prick come in and out of my pussy. I loved wrapping my legs around him as he would pinch my nipples. He would suck on them and then a little nibble on the end. It would send shock waves down to my pussy and it would start plusing again. He truly was a wonderful lover.

As the days and nights went by we spent a lot of time together. I was happy never thinking past the following day.

We made love in the backyard, every room in the house. Then time was growing close to his leaving for college. I could feel my heart start to hurt again. I know this was not going to last forever but, somehow I wanted more and needed him more then he needed me.

We decieded to go to a beach house that a friend of mine owned where we could be alone. I was looking forward to this and knew it would be our last time. We packed up the car and left for the sea coast. It was a small house in a cluster of trees on a secluded beach. That would give us naked time. The winds were still warm and I was trying to be all grown up about it. How little did I know how much he meant to me.

We swam naked in the ocean and laid out in the sun to warm up. We made love on the beach in daylight in front of God and all the world to see. My body felt like it was twenty again. My heart was younger. A fear was setting in and yet I had to be the one to say goodbye. My heart breaking at every wave that made its way to shore.

He held me tight that night and told me he had feelings for me and a heart of his heart belonged to me. He loved me in his own way and as I put my finger up to his mouth and told him I loved him. We both know that he has a road to travel that doesn't include me. I have a life I most rebuild. Somewhere or sameday we will be together again. I knew in my heart that was going to be impossible. Maybe in another life I will be able to be with him again.

I did see him briefly before he married and had kids, I got to say hello and that was all. I waived goodbye to him twice in my lifetime and wished him everything he wanted. I still stand behind that. He gave back to me something I thought I had lost. He gave me unconditional love. How wonderful it was to have that and I look fondly back on those days of passion and lust.

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