Betty sat beside the grave silently crying. It was not meant to be this way. Not yet. He was too young. He had a long life to live yet. He was taken in the prime of his life. She couldn't believe it.
"B, are you okay?" a familiar voice said. Betty turned around and looked at the beholder of the voice.
"Yes," was all she replied before she turned around to the grave stone.
Gio bent down and wrapped an arm around Betty and kissed her head lovingly. The grave yard was empty and cold. The moon shown down on the two of them, highlighting how isolated they were.
Betty moved closer into Gio's embrace and smiled softly. "Thank you," Betty said quietly. She kissed him softly on the mouth and then wrapped her arms around his neck.
Slowly, she peppered kisses over his neck, moving from his ear to the base of his neck. She gently bit the spot just above his collar bone. "Betty, we are in a grave yard," Gio groaned out.
Betty giggled slowly. "I don't care. All I want is to be comforted. Please," she pleaded.
Her hands ghosted down his body and slowly undid his shirt, revealing his body to her. She left open mouthed kisses on his body as she moved teasingly slow down it.
Opening his zipper, she slowly took his member into her mouth. "B… Bettttttty," he moaned out. She kept bobbing her head making him moan out loud.
Betty's head moved faster and her hand grabbed his base. It only took a few minutes for him to spill his load into her mouth.
"Mrs Rossi, you are amazing," Gio said as he kissed her mouth, tasting himself on her tongue. "Come on, let's go home!"
"Goodnight baby boy. We shall meet again," Betty said as a single tear fell down her cheek. "Sleep tight."