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“Shit, you’re half naked, and I haven’t even taken my shirt off,” I said.
“It’s okay,” Odette said. “I don’t mind.”
“I do,” I said. “In solidarity.”
I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed off my undershirt. Turning back, I realise she’d taken off the tights she was wearing when this whole thing started, revealing the matching pair of panties to her impressive bra.
“What?” Odette looked concerned.
I decided I’d do the same if she’d gone that far. I tossed my pants aside, leaving only my boxers.
“Nothing. I was… admiring your matching undergarments,” I couldn’t say it without laughing slightly. “Sorry, they’re just sopretty. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like them.”
“Really? I like pretty things even if no one gets to see them.”
“I think they are wonderful,” I said, kissing her again. “Just like you.”
To my utter surprise, Odette wasted no time running her hand down to my very excited cock. She rubbed her hand over it at first. Then, she unbuttoned my boxers and began to stroke the length of my shaft with two fingers. She pulled away and bit her lip most temptingly.
“So, uh… do you like that?”
“Well, yes, but I should ask you the same?” I slid my hand into her panties. She was wet—soaking them.
Odette through her head back, shivering as I played with her clit.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“Yes,” Odette answered.
“Always so polite,” I chuckled. “The ball is in your court, Odette. Whatever you want, I can give you.”
“I want you to… you know…”
“What?”
“Fuck me,” she whispered as if those two dirty words were too much to utter.
“Oh, you’d like me to fuck you? Well, I suppose I could.”
I told myself I wouldn’t. I told myself I should take it slow and treat her respectfully. Instead, here we were in this bed, both almost naked. I pulled her panties aside and slid two fingers inside her, eliciting a beautiful gasp. Odette’s eyes fluttered. How could I tell her no? Then, reality took hold.
“Odette, I don’t have a condom.”
Her face began to drop. “What? Really?”
I didn’t want to tell her that I hadn’t used a condom since I could legally drink. I’d been with Isla so long, and we’d been committed, so there was no point.
“I haven’t been with anyone since… since I lost my wife,” I admitted, realising I was about to go soft.
She pulled back, gently running her fingers up and down my arm. “That’s okay. Another time? I… I’m not on the pill. It didn’t work great for me. My doctors had to sort of triage the most important bits and… well, I haven’t even been remotely intimate with anyone since I broke up with my ex a long while back.”
“Raincheck?”
“Raincheck.” Odette gave me a sweet, assuring kiss. “I mean, I can go down on you if you’d like.”
I cocked my head. “Why? You don’t have to do that.”
“Well, I’m a tease if I don’t.”