My Forgotten Mate

Helen's POV I sat in my car for some more minutes trying to prepare myself for the sight of him, I knew I could never prepare myself enough for how excited I would be but for some reason I was nervous, the s****l tension between us had reached a fever pitch and it felt so much like it just needed a spark for it to burst into a flame of passion. I heard footsteps within the house, he had no doubt heard my car parked on his driveway and he must have looked through one of his windows to see me, I could feel my muscles tense as I got out of the car, I didn't take anything else with me apart from my phone as I walked towards his house, I had barely made it a distance from the car when I heard the front door open and saw him step through the threshold with a smile on his face. Henry was a handsome specimen, I had never seen him without a shirt but it looked like I had caught him off guard, he had opened the door wearing just a singlet and a pair of shorts and he was smiling rather shyly. "Oh my!!", he whistled as he looked at me, ogling my curvy shape and giving me the impression that he liked what he saw, this wasn't the first time I had been to his home, it was certainly not the first time he had seen me out and about, but he always made it a habit to hype me up whenever he got the chance, one of his most endearing attributes. I pushed past him letting out a little chuckle as he faked a celebratory dance while following me into the house, Henry knew a thing or two about getting a woman to smile, he certainly hadn't missed any tricks with me. I already knew my way around the house so I knew where to put my shoes after taking them off, I leaned against his body as he came from shutting the door while I removed my shoes, walking barefoot on his wooden floors seemed like the more comfortable decision at this moment. I could feel a bulge in his pants as I leaned against him, he seemed quite excited to see me. He didn't wait for me to finish taking off my shoes before he swept me up into his arms, the singlet he was wearing exposed his ripped frame and his bulgy biceps, I could feel my s*x moisten underneath my clothes as he held me. "You look so beautiful this morning bunny", he complimented as he pressed a deep kiss onto my lips before he let me go, his eyes had darted rather urgently towards the kitchen and it didn't take long for him to hurry off in that direction. I was disappointed that he had stopped but immediately recognized that there was something in the kitchen that required his immediate attention, I followed him in the direction he had hurried off to and as I arrived, I found him struggling with burnt omelettes and a pair of napkins, the pan was currently in the sink and had water running over it. He looked rather disappointed that his grand effort to impress me had gone to waste due to his negligence. "I wanted to make you breakfast", he lamented as he stared at the burnt pan, he took quick strides from the kitchen sink over to where I was standing as he gathered me into his arms, I was getting all hot from all the physical contact we were making, I was already turned on from the shower this morning. "How can I make it up to you bunny?", he asked with a smile on his face as he stared down at me. I didn't say anything in response, I merely looked up at him with lust in my eyes and my chest heaving from the deep breaths I was taking. Not needing a second invitation, he pulled me over and down onto the kitchen table, long and rectangular with a light cotton tablecloth covering it. Peeling off his singlet, he stared at me, bare-chested with a tent forming in his shorts. He took a moment before reaching for my jeans, he pulled them off me to reveal my thong, I had taken off my crop top as well, aching for his touch. I lay on the table, my n*****s now peeking through my red bra and a moisture spot forming on my matching panties. He approached me, leaning over and gently kissing my belly, licking it all around and sucking at various spots. I gasped with pleasure and my hands went to grab his head to pull him closer. He continued to lick and suck at my torso, occasionally drifting down to my still-clothed p***y to blow warm air onto my dripping s*x. He gripped my underwear with his teeth and pulled them down in one swift move. He flung them across the kitchen and nosed my wetness. My breathing was deep and throaty as I moaned softly at Henry's caressing. Burying his face in my wet mound, he reached up to remove my bra, my boobs spilling out into Henry's warm, gentle hands. Henry gently licked my slit once before backing away to the refrigerator. Pulling it open, he removed a jar of maraschino cherries. Opening the jar, he removed two, placing one on my navel and the other in the crease of my breasts. Starting at my inner thigh, he licked his way up my body to the cherry at my belly button and slurped it up, licking around my navel carefully before moving away. He continued to lick up and down my body and finally moved on to the next cherry. Licking my cleavage, Henry moved the cherry up and down between my perky breasts, controlling it with his tongue. I moaned at the unusual sensation of the cherry, a slight pressure mounting on my breasts. Henry continued to manipulate the cherry, moving it lower and lower down my body, until he reached my p***y, shoving the cherry into it with his tongue. It seemed very much like he had planned this. I gasped and Henry could see my p***y contract with the cherry encased in my juices. My breathing deepened even more and I felt Henry pushing the cherry a little farther into my p***y. Encasing my lips with his mouth, Henry gently sucked and sucked until the cherry was again in his mouth, now covered in the sweet juice of my p***y. Slurping at the cherry, Henry sucked it down and moved to turn me over onto my stomach. With my butt in the air, Henry reached for a nearby spatula, kissing my back all the while. Kissing his way up my back, he whispered in my ear, "Do you like being spanked..?" I had no idea what to expect and in the heat of the moment, I just moaned my response, "yes..." Henry responded to me with a quick smack on the ass with the spatula. He spanked me again and a third time before diving towards my p***y and licking it. He sucked and licked at my lips as I shivered, pulling back to leave my pink lips aching for more. He had spotted a jar of honey nearby, Henry dipped his finger in and smeared it over my p***y lips. I was unable to see what he was doing but gasped loudly when I felt his tongue slipping into my slit, wet and active. Henry slurped gently at the honey and all at once shoved his tongue deep into my fuckhole. Crying out loudly, I shouted, "Please Henry!" That was all the signal that Henry needed as he tore off his shorts, about to burst as his c**k swelled up even more. Now naked, Henry approached me, his d**k sticking out proudly, big and strong. He grabbed my thighs, running his finger over my inner thigh before positioning his c**k at the entrance to my p***y. He rubbed his head against my slit, moisture dripping. Gently, he parted my lips and slid his c**k head gently in. A soft moan came from my mouth as I felt the tip of Henry's p***s penetrate me. It had been ages since I felt that and I was quite tight from being celibate for so long. "Do you like that?" Henry whispered. I moaned in ecstasy, awaiting the pleasure which would soon assail my senses. With a patronizing slowness, Henry slid the rest of his huge d**k into my p***y. As his full length filled me, my tight walls squeezed him, drawing a deep moan from his lips. I wiggled my toes in ecstasy as Henry began to pump his c**k in and out of my needy p***y, driving it deeper and deeper with each stroke. I moaned and grabbed onto the table, my breasts rubbing against the tablecloth. I started to roll over onto my back as Henry continued to pound away at my p***y, a rhythmic motion in his hips. Now on my back, I raised my legs and put them up on Henry's shoulders. Grabbing my thighs, Henry pounded harder than ever, grunting as he invaded my body with his massive d**k. With my ass positioned just above the table, I began to thrust myself towards his powerful lunges, the slight pain I had felt at being penetrated after so long had since faded into maddening pleasure. Grabbing onto my breasts bouncing with their hard, fast motions, I screamed as he rammed into me, Henry slammed his d**k into my hole, increasing his pace as he felt the c*m build in the base of his p***s. His balls slapping my ass with his frantic motions, I let out a long yelp and began to orgasm wildly, my p***y squeezing onto Henry's c**k, which sent him over; he began to c*m as well. The c*m spewed from his c**k, the first spray going into my cunt, but he pulled out and the second and third streams flowed onto my body, over my breasts and stomach (which was heaving heavily). Moaning and wiggling all over the kitchen table, I pulled Henry down on top of me, and embraced him, our sweat mixing with the c*m spread over my body. I couldn't bear to look at him as I had grown too shy of what we had just done and how slutty I had acted, I was barely aware of whatever I had done at that point as my pent-up hormones for over a year had come screaming at me. I still couldn't believe that I had let Henry spank me and as a result of my unwillingness to see his face, I held on to him, continuing the embrace. He seemed to understand exactly what was happening as, without warning, he lifted me off the kitchen table and proceeded to carry me towards the bedroom as he did, I turned to look at our clothes scattered within the kitchen as our naked bodies left them behind. We ended up ordering some takeaway and the prospect of breakfast after the exhaustion of such a physical activity seemed to be enough to lure me out of my shell, Henry had kept stealing glances at me and chuckling his amusement at how I had been acting, he didn't seem to have any reservations whatsoever about the type of s*x we had just had, he looked like he loved it. The meal we had was quite heavy and as we lay in each other's arms, we couldn't resist the sleep that pulled us both under, I felt safe and comfortable in his arms, it felt like the best sleep I had gotten in a very long while. I tossed and turned, I hadn't yet noticed that Henry wasn't laying by my side, I tried to push the sleep on for a couple more minutes but my body seemed to have had enough, I felt soft sheets over my body and I managed a smile, Henry was so caring with his attention to details, I never wanted this to end, he was the perfect man I had longed for. I ran my hands over my body under the sheets, enjoying the sensation as I did before I turned around to stare at Henry. I reached over to touch him but rested my hand on an empty bed, he had left. The realization that I was alone on the bed was all the motivation I needed to force my eyes open, part of the reason for which I had slept this long was that he held me in his arms and now that this was no longer the case, the urge to spend any more time on the bed wasn't there any more. I flinched as the brightness in the room hit my eyes and I put my hand up to shield them from the light as I sat up from the bed, clutching the sheets to my chest as I was naked underneath. As my eyes adjusted to the light in the room, I could make out a figure standing in the doorway, I smiled as my eyes adjusted to the light in the room enough for me to see that it was Henry, he was fully dressed and had a strange look on his face, he hadn't returned my smile and had his arms folded across his chest as he eyed me greedily, I clutched the sheets closer to my chest as I had never seen that wild look in his eyes before, it was not the kind and gentle one I had grown used to, it scared me. "Henry?", I called softly, trying to understand what was wrong with him. It happened in a flash, shortly after I had spoken Henry's name, the barechested, short-wearing man I had just had s*x with rushed into the room and dragged whoever was standing in front of me out of the room and towards the living room. My heart began to pound heavily as my breath ceased, I could not think long enough to come up with explanations as regards what had just happened, I jumped off the bed mainly by instinct and angled towards the door. "Get out", I could hear Henry yell, he sounded really upset, I had never heard him sound like that before. "Mother sent me", the other man retorted just as harshly, I was too scared to stick my head out of the doorframe to look in their direction, I was content with just hearing what they were saying. "Did mother send you to spy on my guest?", Henry's angry voice came again, he seemed very close to the edge at this point. "Guest?", the other voice scoffed as the man walked towards the door. "She wouldn't spend a minute longer here if she knew what you were Henry", the man said. The bang of the door that followed shook me to my bones as I crumbled to the floor with the sheets wrapped tightly around me. I heard Henry's footsteps hurry back towards the room, he picked me up from the floor and carried me towards the bed. I let him. "I want to go home", I whimpered as tears gathered in my eyes, this looked too much like a painful reminder of what had happened with Michael. How could this be happening all over again?