Chapter 4

Grace and Marie

One night, while John looked out the window to Grace for consolation, he noticed she had a visitor. It was her next-door neighbor, a woman in her early 70's. He often saw Marie in the dining room and remembered her as attractive and friendly. Grace sat near Marie on the sofa, both obviously enjoying each other's company. There was a lot of laughing and touching. After an hour passed, he noticed that the mood of the living room had changed. Grace rose and dimmed the lights slightly. She also went into her bedroom and turned on the bedside lamp returning to the living room to sit near her neighbor, Marie. The mood change also showed in Marie's actions. Marie felt her breasts frequently, as if the discussion dealt with an operation, or the purchase of a new bra. In any case, it was a breast related conversation. Then Grace moved closer to Marie, felt her breasts fully with both hands, and, as with one movement, removed Marie's blouse. She examined the bra momentarily and then slid it over Marie's head.  John couldn't believe what he saw. 
	Suddenly, before him, sat Marie exposing two large, beautiful, and firm breasts. The brown nipples beckoned to John for attention. Their actions went further. Marie took Grace's hands, placed them on her breasts, and lay back on the sofa in evident enjoyment of the moment.  Grace massaged Marie's breasts gently and kissed them tenderly. Next, she removed her own blouse and bra, sat facing Marie, rubbing her breast nipples over Marie's. At one point, she raised, turned her head slightly toward John's window and smiled. It was her signal to John to enjoy the proceedings. John's heart raced with excitement. He removed his pajamas and stood naked in the window straining to take in every movement, every touch, every nuance of this lovemaking. His prostate worked overtime, dripping from the tip of the penis into his hand. He caught it and tasted his wetness and pretended he was with Grace and Marie in their moment of ecstasy. This had to do for now. Now Grace stood and slid Marie's slacks and panties off.  Marie raised her buttocks slightly to assist Grace. Marie now lay totally naked, her gray pubic hairs glistening in the dim light. She was a slight woman, too. A slightly protruding stomach was all that revealed her age. Her breasts, however, were her prominent feature. Well endowed is how one could describe them. Grace's lovemaking moved slowly from the breasts, over her slightly protruding stomach to Marie's vagina. Grace obviously took particular care to keep her head from blocking John's view of the proceedings.  He could see her tongue slide over the tips of Marie's breasts, down over her stomach, and into Marie's vagina. This gently probing continued for several minutes. The look on Marie's face reflected her joy and she motioned for Grace to remove her own clothes. Grace removed her slacks, panties, and shoes after which Marie's head rose from the headrest of the sofa and kissed Grace's vagina. John witnessed a glorious profile of Marie's tongue massaging the hairs and vulva of Grace. Grace's buttocks and breast completed that profile as she drew her head back and extended her stomach and vagina forward for Marie's tongue to enter her now wet and hot cunt. Both Marie and Grace stood now, embraced, and walked into the bedroom. 
	Their disappearance from the living room gave John pause to light the bathroom light. As before, the dim light would allow Grace to experience his pleasure. The bedroom scene was even more exciting. Grace and Marie began their lovemaking intertwined in a close embrace. Their faces and tongues met while Grace's right leg lay between Marie's legs. John could see Grace's thigh massaging Marie's vagina as they kissed deeply. This went on for several minutes. Then they separated. Up till now, Grace seemed to be the aggressor. The roles, however, changed. Marie, the slighter of the two, rose up over Grace and began a tongue massage. She began with Grace's forehead and eyes. Her kisses moved down to the mouth where they momentarily kissed and tongued. The gentle kissing moved to Grace's breasts. She paid close attention to Grace's nipples. As she did, Grace's hands fondled Marie's breasts and her own clitoris. Marie continued her downward movement across Grace's stomach to the hairs of her vagina. She lingered there lovingly but continued her descent to Grace's inner thighs, legs, and feet, taking each of Grace's toes into her mouth. She reversed her procedure now and returned to Grace's vagina and pubic hairs. She slid a pillow under Grace's buttocks and proceeded to penetrate her vagina with a combination of gentle to violent thrusts of her tongue. The look on Grace's face showed nothing but joy. She lay, too, in a position where she could take in John's window. John realized this and stood naked with his hard cock silhouetted against the dim background light coming from the bathroom. From John's vantage point, too, Marie was spread-eagled on her stomach. Her legs were spread wide, and, as she thrust her tongue into Grace's cunt, her buttocks and vagina responded to the pressure of the mattress. The dim light of the bedroom illuminated her wetness for John and John could only think of how lovely it would be if he could penetrate her wet and hot cunt from behind. Grace motioned to Marie for an exchange of roles.  It was now Marie's turn to lay back and enjoy Grace's tongue massage. When Grace finished, they turned to a sixty-nine position and concentrated on each other's clitoris. John felt their excitement. He could almost smell the sexuality oozing from the pair. He ached to be with them, tasting their juices and loving their bodies. His memories of his wife Marcie returned and he saw each as Marcie, loving, hot, passionate. The bed scene became more and more agitated now. John could sense that Grace and Marie were near a climax. Their buttocks gyrated and responded to each thrust of the tongue. The movements came quicker until they both came in tandem. He could feel the exhilaration of the moment. He felt the tension ease; he felt the peace; he felt the joy.
	They relaxed now and Grace turned to the window to see John. John's orgasm neared. His testicles ached with excitement. He let his dick arch outward so that Grace could observe the fullness of his shaft. Then he came in hot spurts. He continued massaging his dick for several minutes in what seemed to be an endless orgasm after which he lay on the bed and fell fast asleep. 




