X - Part 1

X - Part 1

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


An older woman falls in love with a handsome younger man and both their lives are changed forever.


An older woman falls in love with a handsome younger man and both their lives are changed forever.


Submitted: September 16, 2012

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Submitted: September 16, 2012



altXavier or X, as I liked to call him, lived next door. He had a crush on me ever since he was about ten-years-old. He was a cute boy, tall with chocolate brown skin and gorgeous brown eyes that sparkled. As a teenager he began to resemble Tyrese Gibson, the gorgeous singer/actor; even possessing the sexy and sultry voice to match. As he got older, I could tell he was going to be a heartbreaker.

As a teenager Xavier would come over and do small things around the house for me every now and again; mowing the lawn, painting and occasionally just keeping me company. As he got older, he would still come around but went off to college after graduating from high school.

One year, when he was about 24 and visiting from college, his parents were hit head-on by a truck driver who fell asleep at the wheel and veered over into their lane as they drove home from a Las Vegas vacation.

It was a terrible time for Xavier; he was their only child and very close to them. When they died they left him their house and a substantial amount of money. He hadn’t a need to work for the rest of his life.

Xavier had lost the ability to care about much after his parent’s death. He took a few months off college that semester, becoming extremely withdrawn. For several months he had been immensely depressed, so being the best friend that I was to his mother, I invited him to stay with me. Having no children or significant other to give my care, I spent time comforting and supporting him. He gave me the best of both worlds; a caring, loving companion with which there was no intimacy.

Xavier was very mature for his age and an incredibly focused and determined young man. During our time together we prepared and ate lavish dinners, stayed up late talking endlessly on different subjects and watched movies, falling asleep gently against one another. I greatly enjoyed his company and I could tell he felt safe with me. Still devastated by the loss of his parents, I did my best to help him grieve and heal. Yet, without notice, without warning, one night, it all changed.

One evening, on my birthday, I came home to find a trail of rose petals -- brightly lit candles serving as a guide -- leading from the front door to the backyard. Overhead, speakers played “Voyage to Atlantis” by the Isley Brothers, one of my favorite songs. My heart jumped and butterflies fluttered within my stomach. I was shocked and curious as to what adventure lie just beyond the trail.

Following, I peeked just beyond the backyard door to find Xavier barbequing out near my pool. He was such a sweet and thoughtful young man. I would regularly tell him he’d make the perfect husband to some wonderful woman someday. Every time, he would turn to me and, with the most serious face, say, “I want to be the perfect husband for you.” I would laugh it off, as if he had told me a joke, and then quickly change the subject. Tonight, this lovely night, was surely an indication I had been absolutely correct in my assumption that he would one day make a perfect husband.

Deep down, I’d thought many times about being with this young man, but I was 34-years-old, several years his senior. What could we possibly have in common? Besides, as soon as he was up to it, he would return to college in Atlanta, where I knew he had a girlfriend waiting for him.

So there we were, this lovely evening, the most memorable I've had in quite some time, enjoying barbecue and each others company. We danced together, silently at times, closely, our bodies melting together without effort. I had been divorced last year around this time so I was sure Xavier was aware that I was feeling a bit down on myself. Yet, as I had seen him through his difficulties, he was there to see me through mine.

With my head resting gently against his shoulder, as we swayed to the music, I felt secure. I glanced upward to stare into in his deep, brown eyes.

“Why don’t you go upstairs, change into a bathing suit and come back down and get in the hot tub with me,” he said.

“I think I will do that,” I replied, as I turned to walk into the house, my heart skipping, body swaying happily to music. Upstairs, in a vase on the my nightstand, was a bouquet of red roses. To the left, lying atop my bed, was a small box beautifully wrapped with a ribbon and neatly tied. I smiled and shook my head in amazement. Why couldn’t he just be a few years older? I asked myself. As I opened the box I saw a sparkling gold Pandora bracelet with a single, dangling heart charm. A small card read:

To a woman who seems to have everything…including my heart. Thank you for being here for me. I don’t know what I would have done without you.
-Love Always,

My heart swelled as my knees quivered and I lowered myself slowly to the bed. At that moment, it hit me. I was falling in love with this young man. I shook my head as if I bumped it, attempting to clear my thoughts. Collecting myself, I walked to the dresser to locate a bathing suit. After slipping it on, I grabbed the box and headed back downstairs to the pool. Upon seeing his gorgeous face, I stopped and smiled.

“You are a very thoughtful man Xavier; thank you for this beautiful bracelet.” I said to him holding up the open box.

“You are very welcome.” He replied. “And, might I add you look sexy as hell in that bathing suit.” He said, looking at me, eyes glistening as he licked his lips slowly.

Just then he moved close, removing the bracelet from the box and taking my wrist in his palm. Raising my hand, he bent, delicately kissed my inner palm and proceeded to attach the charm to my wrist. I trembled with delight as his skin touched mine. Extending, he clamped on the bracelet. Then, as if in a dream, he put his arms around my waist gently. I was immediately lost in his strong embrace, for a moment forgetting his girlfriend, forgetting our grief, and forgetting our age difference; forgetting everything but the aroma of his fragrance and the strength of his arms.

His body was warm against mine; I could feel his dick pressed against me, growing larger and harder with the intensity of our embrace. I felt my heart begin to beat rapidly, a tingle emanating between my thighs as I quickly became aroused as well.

This boy, I had known since he was about 10-years-old, suddenly, and wonderfully, felt like a grown ass man.

“Come here and sit down,” he said taking my hand and leading me to a chair. “I finally have the nerve to do this.”

I sat slowly in the chair, a very concerned look on my face.

“Is everything ok?” I asked. “Everything is fine,” he replied. “Don’t look so scared.” He assured. “What started out as a crush many years ago has since grown into what I now know is love. I am in love with you Stephanie… always have been.”

I stared at him in amazement. He took a deep breath then exhaled heavily.

“In my heart I know you feel something for me too.”

My mouth parted, as if to speak, but I had a lost for words. Xavier placed two gentle fingers upon my lips.

“Don’t say anything yet. Please, let me finish, “he begged. “These last few months have been pure hell for me and, if it wasn’t for you, I don’t know where I would be or what I would be doing. You are the most important person to me right now and I want to have you in my life…forever.”

That moment, sliding to his knee, taking a box from his pocket and opening, he revealed the largest diamond I had ever seen.

“Stephanie, I’m in love with you and I know you feel the same. Will you marry me?” he asked. He then reached for my hand and slid the ring onto my finger.

Staring at the ring, I looked up at him in amazement. I hadn’t even noticed he was crying. A short stream of tears fell from his eyes. Sheepishly, he looked away. I gently pulled his face back towards me.

“Why are you crying?” I asked.

“Just feel so damn emotional right now. I’m sorry.” “I must seem like a little bitch,” he chuckled.

“Don’t be silly, there’s nothing wrong with crying.” I laugh with him. Then I wiped the tears from him face.

This was the first time I had ever seen Xavier cry since his parents death six months prior.

“I don’t know what to say, X”. Damn! Not too long ago you were this little boy and I have watched you grow up to be this wonderful young man in what seems overnight. You will be going back to college soon; you have your whole life ahead of you--”

”That’s another thing I wanted to tell you.” He interrupts. “My parents saw to it that whatever happened to them, I would be taken care of…-- and they left me this house --so I don’t think I want to go back to Atlanta. I want to stay here and make life with you,” he said.

Flabbergasted, I stood to walk to the hot tub near the pool. I sit on the edge and slide my feet into the water. My stomach was in knots and I felt like my heart was about to explode. The emotions I had been carrying and holding in all this time for him, suddenly flowed from me as if someone stabbed me with a knife.

I didn’t even know what to say. For the first time in my life I was at a loss for words. Xavier came to sit next to me. At that moment "Alone" by Jodeci began playing.

Leaning, he pulled my face to his and kissed me. I closed my eyes and allowed him to find my lips with his, my mind still cloudy, thinking of the proposal he made just minutes earlier.

His breath was warm, tasting of spearmint, as I felt him ease his tongue into my mouth. My tongue greeted his, I felt my entire body ignite. Placing my hand upon his thigh, he slid closer, my hand going farther up his leg. The tips of my fingers grazed his crotch. I could feel Xavier’s dick growing, bulging and pulsating in his shorts.

My pussy wet instantly. Pulling back, he eased himself gently into the water, his body disappearing beneath. I felt as he slid between my legs. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he gently kissed my inner thighs, running his lips upward until he’d reached my bathing suit which was blocking his access to my budding flower.

Pulling the strings at each side of the bottom to my suit, it fell from me. With his strong hands, he pulled the garment from beneath me, unveiling my glistening mound as he spread my legs gently apart. My mind was blown. It felt so good, I didn’t dare stop him. I wanted this young man as much as he appeared to want me.

“I wanna taste you,” he said, as he began tentatively flickering my swollen clit, softly kissing and blowing. I threw back my head, wave upon wave of pleasure washing over me as he licked and sucked my sensitive, swollen bud. I laid back as he lifted my legs to his shoulders. He then placed his thumb on my clit, moving his head in and then out, sliding his tongue deep into my dripping cunt. My back arched, pussy throbbing as he began fucking me with his tongue and simultaneously rubbing my clit.

My thoughts returned for a brief moment. Silently, I contemplated the ability to marry and make a life with Xavier. It was apparent that I, too, had fallen in love with him, but I was too insecure about our age difference to ever consider marriage.

The thoughts went away, quickly, as I felt him pull my body into the hot tub. Expertly, he untied my string bikini top, allowing it to fall into the steamy water. He then cupped my breasts and began rolling my nipples between his fingers. I was overwhelmed by my passion for Xavier, so intensely I grabbed him tightly and pressed my fingernails into his back uncontrollably, biting his left shoulder. I knew it must have hurt, but he didn’t flinch. I became even more aroused by his power, his strength.

Kissing my neck frantically, he became more aroused.

I could feel his breath on my neck, arms caressing me, hands sliding up and down every part of my body.

“I love you so much,” Xavier moaned.

“I love you too, X.” I replied.

Pausing our passion, we gaze into each others eyes. Reaching down, wanting…needing, I untied his swimming shorts. A gift, his gorgeous chocolate member sprang forward hitting my leg. I could tell it was magnificently long, with unbelievable girth. Wrapping my soft palm around the shaft, I began stroking it up and down, feeling it grow harder and larger in my hand.

Just then I straddled my legs around him tightly under the water, shoving his hard cock into me as we began fucking wildly. He started kissing my neck again as he continued to plow into my wanting hole. His breathing increased; shallow breaths of ecstasy escaping his muscular body. He stroked me, deep and full, the walls of my flower swelling and dripping moisture on his engorged shaft.

I could feel he was nearing release, stopping only to turn me over, pulling my ass forcefully into him as he filled me again completely. The rubbery friction of our bodies moved the water beneath us. With each stroke, my warm cunt engulfed his hard dick; my juices covering him. Swiftly and intensely, he pumped my hot tunnel, reaching to squeeze my breasts and pinching my hard nipples. The sensation of his touch coursed through my body. I hadn’t felt this much passion in such a long time that my body convulsed with every one of his masterful strokes.

I felt the dam break, my juices flowing freely over him. Crying out, I came, a massive orgasm enveloping my body. His arms gripped my waist as he groaned. Feeling his dick twitch inside me, he came, exploding deep within me. I could feel rivers of his hot, thick cum flooding my cunt as he grabbed me tightly, his teeth sinking deep into my neck.

Moments later still standing in the hot tub holding each other, breathing heavily, our bodies were still connected. Steam rose from the hot tub; a heated aftermath of our intense love making.

I couldn’t believe what had just taken place, my mind returning to Xavier’s marriage proposal. Just then, he took my hand, stood and pulled me up toward his body.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Inside, I’m just getting started with you babe. I had to get that first one out of the way.” He smiled mischievously. Now, I’m gonna make love to you all night.”

Guiding me to the steps, we exited the hot tub. I hadn’t noticed before, but his member was still thick and swollen; harder than before and ready to enter and stay within me all night.

“Wait, X, please.” I beckoned, catching my exasperated breath and placing my hand on his sculptured chest. I grabbed his hand and led him inside the house.

Settling in the living room, water dripped from our naked bodies to the carpet below. I struggled to keep my eyes level, his beautiful body glistening and his dick still massively erect, the veins popping from the sides.

I looked at him in amazement, still thinking what a gorgeous man he had grown to be. As he moved towards me, I put my hands to his chest, stopping him.

“This is happening way too fast.” I began.

That night I continued to explain to Xavier that I couldn’t possibly marry him and that he was just hurt and grieving from the loss of his parents. I told him that what he was feeling wasn’t real and that he needed to go back to Atlanta, finish school and experience life. He was hurt and saddened, telling me I was a coward, leaving the house angrily.

I laid in my bed staring at the very large beautiful diamond cut stone on my finger all night, not getting a wink of sleep. By morning I had made the decision to be with Xavier. I awoke and quickly went over to his house to tell him that I was a coward and that I wanted to be with him too, but he was already gone.

Six months had passed before he contacted me. On the call, he informed me he was getting married. I was crushed. Fast forward six years, we’d talked a few times, but I hadn’t seen him since.

One early morning, my cell phone rang.

“Are you still sleeping, girl. Wake up, it’s 9:00 a.m. and we are taking you to breakfast,” my friend Pam yelled through the receiver.

“ Do you know what time it is?” I asked, a bit annoyed.

“Yes, it’s party time! Happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear Stephanie, happy birthday to you,” she sang in a high-pitched voice.

Forgetting my morning annoyance, I laughed. “Thank you,” I said.

“Julie and I are taking you to breakfast so we will be there shortly. Be ready Stef!” She demanded.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said as I hung up and rolled over to sit at the edge of the bed.

I was 40 years old today with no man and no good prospects, I thought to myself. Life had been good to me in other departments though. I lived in a beautiful house, had a thriving career, great friends and I was happy. Occasionally, I felt like I wanted to share my life with someone, but after X I hadn’t allowed myself to get too close to anyone. In the meantime, life was short and I was going to make the best of things.

I slipped on my robe and slippers then walked downstairs to check the mailbox where, not surprisingly, I had a small package waiting from me. I then walked through the living room tripping as I stepped on a teddy bear. I then walked out the kitchen door onto my backyard to sit at the pool, the California air was hot and humid.

It was quiet in my backyard; incredibly peaceful, more than likely due to the neighbors having moved out. They had four of the noisiest kids I had ever seen. I was always happy a tall fence separated me from the noise makers. They had been renting the house from Xavier, but they seemed to suddenly move out last weekend. There wasn’t a for sale sign on the house, so I had been unsure of what to think.

Sitting down, I opened the package from the mailbox. Inside was an exquisite gold heart charm miniature square, the letter X engraved onto all 4 sides with a dangling key. Xavier had been sending me a charm every year the past six years, never once missing my birthday. Smiling, I removed the charm from the box and placed it on my bracelet hanging around my wrist. This made charm number six.

The note in the box read:

You have always held the key to my heart. You probably always will. See you very soon.

…to be continued

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