Bedtime

By the time we finished eating, I knew a lot more, but as soon as I got up, she was back to being a ****. Short lived that is was, I learned a lot. I walked out of the kitchen as Carrie started to clean up the dishes. A few minutes later, she walked into the living room, naked.

As much as I wanted to not be aroused, she was actually very pretty and her body was in my mind almost perfect. She wasn't short but not too tall, about 5' 6" I'd guess. She obviously wasn't young but mature in a young way. Her body fuller, more curves but still slim. Not all skin and bones, but softer, just the way I like it. I pulled a throw pillow over my lap hiding my growing erection. I knew I could just order over to suck my cock or fill her ass or pussy with just a nod. But for the first time in my life, I wanted to wait. I wanted to see if she would ask me for sex.

'God it was so easy in my stories. Just take charge and shove my cock in one or all of her holes. She was an already trained **** and all mine. But now faced with the real thing, I couldn't do it. She was a **** woman who was used for so long I just, couldn't do it. I wondered if any the other authors on my favorite erotic story website would be like me or not.'

I hated my wife for doing the exact same thing, making me ask like a child or even worse beg. Again I was confused as it had been a long time since I had been laid. I groaned and spoke,

"Carrie go to my bedroom and in the dresser are my tee shirts. Go put one on."

She nodded and quickly went down the hall and to my room. When she returned I swear she was even sexier. I never believed that more is less, but in this case it was true. 'Fuck this is going to be harder than I thought.' I groaned to myself.

It was getting late and I was exhausted. I didn't get any sleep last night and today was extremely stressful. I had a spare bedroom, but it wasn't set up. I only had one bed and the couch was old and not comfortable. I stood and motioned for Carrie to follow me as I headed for my bedroom.

"Look I only have one bed and the couch is unsleepable and I need to get some sleep. Tonight you'll sleep with me. Tomorrow I'll work something out with the other room." I said and started to take off my pants and shirt. Then it hit me, I was about to sleep with a pretty young woman, who would do anything I desired and I'm going to sleep. 'What the hell is wrong with me?'

Carrie kept her head lowered but I noticed she stole a couple glances at me as I undressed. I wondered what she thought about me, but quickly dismissed the thought. I was old enough to be her father. I crawled in the bed and looked at her, she didn't move for a moment, but slowly walked to the end of the bed and lay down on the floor. I started to say something but instead, I tossed a pillow on the floor and a throw off the side chair.