3 comments/ 93448 views/ 9 favorites An Unexpected Meeting By: istanbulnoir I was looking at the advertisement in the magazine and I was wondering, what is the difference between a naturist club and a nudist club? I had been to a naturist club a few weeks before, and found that it was all people extolling the virtues of social nudity and insisting that naturism is an entirely non-sexual activity. I didn't agree with them, and that line from Hamlet, which I had studied at high school, 'he doth protest too much methinks,' kept coming into my mind every time one of them launched into the spiel about how naturism had nothing to do with sex. I think the reason they all said it so often was to convince themselves; I mean, maybe there is something wrong with me, but when I see a woman who is attractive and sexy, I respond, and if she is naked, then my response is stronger, and if I'm naked too; visible. My explorations in the world of 'social nudity' as its seasoned practitioners call it, began with a few trips to naturist beaches. These were good, but I felt like I had to join a club, if I was truly going to feel that I had arrived as a nudist. I wanted to be a nudist, because I had decided that naturists were dull and I didn't like them. It so happened that the place that was describing itself as a nudist club was not all that far from where I live. I would go there the following Sunday, as long as the weather was good. Sunday arrived, and it being June, and England, the weather was surprisingly warm. Normally, in flaming June, it rains. I made the half hour train journey, and when I got off the train at the town nearest to the club, I left the station and walked. After about five minutes I was in the countryside, and after another twenty five minutes or so, I was at a junction at which the road that the club was on joined the main country lane that I had been walking on. I turned up the hill and walked for ten minutes until I came to a gate. I had arrived. Within another ten minutes I had paid my day's membership, with an option to get annual membership at a discount, and begun to wander about. It was midday, but the place was already busy. The first thing I noticed was that all of the people there were adults. Most couples, though there were some single men, and even a few single women. Things were looking promising. I saw a pathway leading between some trees and decided to follow it. It was short and led to a field that was invisible from the clubhouse and the area around it. This was where the action would be; if there was any action. It was as busy as the other area, but the nudists were more exotic looking. More pierced, more tattooed, and more nude, somehow. I had found what I had been looking for, and I understood that what I had vaguely hoped was in fact true; nudist clubs are swingers' clubs in disguise. No advertisements in seedy looking magazines, or on web pages that you would not want to be caught looking at. No paper chases or e-mail correspondences that lead back to your own hand. No, here was a field full of people who were looking to spend their Sunday afternoon sunbathing and having more or less surreptitious sex with casual acquaintances and strangers. It was a long way from the naturist club, and even further from the leafy avenue on which I lived with my parents. Except that it wasn't. I was looking around for a place on the grass to stretch out my towel and lay down, and I saw Pam and Tom. They live on my street. I'm not sure who was most shocked and embarrassed to be found here by someone from home. I was about to run away, when Tom gave me an ironic smile and beckoned to me to come over. Pam still looked a little perturbed when I arrived at the spot where they were sitting; perturbed, but not mortified like me. I guess that age and experience enable people to take things in their stride more easily. Of all the things that had filled me with wonder and fear as I had been planning my new career as a nudist, I had not thought of this. But now that we were here face to face, I was not that surprised that if someone from the street would be at a nudist club, it would be them. 'I always thought that one day we would meet someone from real life in a place like this,' said Tom. 'And if you've caught us, we've caught you,' added Pam, seemingly in possession of herself again. 'Is it your first time here?' asked Tom. 'Yes,' I said, and their recovered calmness was helping me to feel relaxed too. 'Sit with us, if you want to,' said Tom. I accepted his invitation. Then I realised that it meant that I would have to strip off right in front of them: people I had known since I was a little kid, and who I said 'hello' to when I bumped into them at the local shop. I think they realised when I hesitated a little about undressing. Pam gave me a knowing sort of look, and Tom cajoled me 'You can't get shy now. You've come this far. And we are already naked.' 'It's not fair,' laughed Pam, 'you can see mine; I want to see yours.' When she said that, I felt a thrill go through me. Pam and Tom are in their mid fifties, and Pam, despite, or maybe because of her age, is the most glamorous woman on the street. She looks younger than she is, and her blonde hair, dyed, suites her better than blonde hair suits most women of her age. She has a very pretty face and brilliant blue eyes, and large round voluptuous boobs that hang a little, because of their size; just slightly too large for her figure. In other words, they are perfect. Her nipples were long, and right now they were erect. She was wearing a belly chain, and she has a tattoo of a rose on her stomach, just a little to the left of, and below her navel. I was enjoying the furtive glances at her that I was taking, as I tried to focus on Tom. He was naked too, of course, but looking at him seemed ok; I mean, I didn't fancy him. I did notice, though, that he was in good shape for his age, slim, but not skinny. He still had something of the handsome looks he must have had as a young man. They went well together, and they were both aging with grace. My stolen glances at Pam, that she knew all along I was stealing, as did Tom, revealed to me that she shaves her pussy, and that she has very large protruding pussy lips, which formed a 'v' against the smooth bronzed skin around them. Knowing that I was looking, she did nothing to conceal her most intimate part. The thing is; this was not the first time that I had seen her in a state of undress. Pam and Tom are the only bohemian-type couple on the street, and Pam sunbathed topless in her back garden, and as my house was next door but one to theirs, I had spied on her when I could. I have always had the hots for her and I always masturbated at the sight of her almost naked body lying there in the summer sun; and I was discreet and made sure that I hid myself well behind the curtain in the bedroom window from which I watched her. Now, though, there was no garden fence and no curtain and no secrecy for me to hide behind; and there I was about to pull down my shorts and allow everyone to see my naked cock; but really there was no everyone; there was just her, and the thought of her seeing me naked was terrifying and exciting all at the same time. I was horrified at the thought that I might get a hard on, lying there next to her. What would Tom say? Anyway, I finally pulled off my shorts and out popped my cock; and thankfully it had stayed flaccid. It might have been my imagination; or my wild hope distorting my perception, but I thought that Pam had a little excited gleam in her eyes when my cock was at last revealed to the day. I remembered that once, a few years before, when I had been eighteen or so, and before I had started spying on her topless sunbathing afternoons; I had been with a few other friends from our street and we were going to play football and wanted to see if Pam and Tom's son wanted to play too. The others had gone to knock on the door and when they came back, they claimed that she had been walking down stairs, behind her husband, who was telling them that his son was already out somewhere, and she accidentally on purpose, momentarily let the towel fall, revealing her naked body. I hated them, and I refused to believe it; but the image of it had fed a thousand masturbatory fantasies ever since. Spying on her had seemed like some compensation; but not completely. If they had been telling the truth, she had chosen to show herself; whereas I had seen her when she had not known that she was being watched. Now, at this nudist club, she was showing me; or if not that, then at least allowing me to see her. And she could see me and my cock, and I liked it; but I was concentrating on making sure that I did not get hard. It was not easy, even as I tried to forget that Pam was lying right there in front of me. I looked around and all over the place little scenes of exhibitionism and voyeurism were more or less discreetly being played out. Opposite us, twenty five yards of so away, a man was opening his wife's pussy while two or three other men looking on appreciatively. Elsewhere, a woman or forty or so was wanking the two men lying either side or her. One of them was her age; her husband, no doubt. The other was a young guy of my age. I remembered Pam, and I looked at her and saw that she was watching the woman stroking those two cocks. Maybe that was her thing; maybe getting hard for her would be a good move. I was still too nervous even to look at Pam for more than a second at a time, or with visible desire in my eyes. I noticed though, that Tom was not taking much interest in the little spectacles going on all around us. He was discreetly looking at me every now and then, to see what I was looking at; and I felt that it was Pam that he wanted me to take an interest in. Then he asked me if I had been to any other clubs. I told him about that naturist club. 'That's a different scene,' he said, 'and not really our style.' 'Nor mine,' I said. 'So, what is your style?' asked Pam, a little provocatively. 'This, I think,' I heard myself say. She smiled and gave Tom a look. 'How far do things go here?' I asked, directing the question to Tom. On an afternoon like this, about as far as it's going now. In the evenings, like Saturdays, when there's a party, anywhere you want.' 'I must come on a Saturday evening,' I joked. 'There's no need to wait for that,' said Tom. It was not very subtle, but it was effective. I got his point. It seemed that all I had to do was go with the flow, and I would get there. It gave me some confidence, and the thought made my cock stir, and they both noticed. Pam opened her legs a little wider, and for the first time I had a good, lingering look at her pussy. Tom was looking on intently now. They exchanged a knowing and conspiratorial look and Pam asked him for some suntan lotion and he handed it to her from the bag at his side. She sat up and she was about to squeeze some into her hand, when she grinned and looked at me and said 'Could you do my back, Stephen?' I was terrified, but I was not going to say 'no'. She turned over and lay on her stomach. She opened her legs, and anyone who sat opposite her would have had a lovely view of her pussy. I poured some of the lotion into my hand and tentatively began to smear and rub it over her shoulders. I made my way slowly down her back, until the whole of it was covered; though not daring to go any further than that implied line where her lower back met her bottom. Tom was watching the whole time. She turned over and I thought I was finished, but she looked at me and said 'You don't want my boobs to get burned, do you?' and she looked at me intensely. I hesitated, and suddenly she said 'I'm sure you would like to touch them, after all those afternoons you've spent looking at them.' I was mortified. I had really believed that I had been careful and that she didn't know. She saw the fear in my eyes and she said 'Don't worry! If I didn't like being looked at, I wouldn't come here, would I?' I couldn't speak. 'Come on, rub some of that lotion over Pammy's titties,' she said, still looking at me intently. I had somehow managed for some reason not to get an erection when I was rubbing the lotion on her back, but now I had no chance. I was at their mercy. I squeezed more of the lotion onto my hand and slowly reached for her right boob and as my hand touched it, my cock sprang up. Pam's eyes had been fixed on my cock since she had invited me to apply the suntan lotion to her boobs. I looked over to Tom and he smiled and I saw that his cock was stirring into life too. So this as their thing and the reason why Pam had been watching with such interest the woman wanking her husband and the young guy. I worked the lotion over her great soft boobs, taking rather longer over it than was probably necessary, but I had abandoned my self to the moment now, and my cock was rock hard, and Pam was watching it twitch. 'Don't forget her stomach,' said Tom. I stopped oiling her boobs and poured some more lotion from the bottle into my hand and began to rub it over her stomach. She had a beautiful stomach; just a tiny bit plump and round like a little hill. As I ran my oily fingers around over her stomach, she said 'Don't be shy, you can touch my pussy.' I was not shocked this time, and I slide my hand down and ran my fingers over her lips. They were moist, and as my fingertips brushed over them, I felt fingertips brushing over my cock, and a hand clasp itself around it. We both sighed with pleasure as we touched each other, and I looked at her oiled body, gleaming in the sunlight. 'Did you used to stroke your cock when you were watching me in the garden?' she asked, looking me in the eye and running her fingers over my cock more purposefully. I did not feel awkward or embarrassed at all now, and I simply said 'yes.' 'Good!' she said, and then added, 'but it's nice to have me do it for you, isn't it?' 'We thought of inviting you over,' said Tom, 'but Pam was wary,' said Tom, as he watched his wife stroking my cock. 'And you were younger then,' added Pam, 'but now you're all grown up; and you are here, so we know that we are all discreet. And we can have a lot of fun together.' I could not quite believe it all. Here I was with the woman from my street, the vaguely exotic woman I had been lusting after all these years; just about to slide my finger into her pussy, and her hand was wrapped around my cock and she was wanking me off. And her husband was next to us, watching, and sporting a hard on himself. Evidently he approved of the proceedings. Strange are the turns of fate, I thought to myself, and sometimes very pleasant indeed. As I pushed my finger into Pam's pussy she purred just like a cat, and Tom said 'See how much she enjoys it?' Before I could answer, he said 'Now you see, this is our little deviation. Pam likes young guys and I like watching her with them.' With that he reached out and began to fondle her oiled tits and I slid another finger into her pussy. With the two of us pleasuring her this way, it was not long before she began to writhe on her towel and buck her hips towards me. I had three fingers deep in her pussy now and as I finger fucked her, she had got wetter and wetter. Finally she squealed out a long 'yeeeessssss,' and her warm pussy juice oozed over my hand. The whole time she had kept up wanking my cock with a nice steady rhythm, and now the motion of her hand grew faster. She looked at me and said 'Come on baby, it's your turn now, come all over Pammy's tits.' She wanked me harder and faster and pulled my cock around a little, like she was changing up to top gear, and now it was aimed right at her boobs. She stared at my cock as my helmet popped in and out as she rolled my foreskin back and forth over it, and Tom watched too, eager to see my spunk spurting over his wife's tits. She knew instinctively when I was going to come and raised herself up slightly to meet the cum when it flew from my prick. She was a good aimer too, and the first two jets landed on each of her nipples. The third softly splattered into her cleavage. The little audience that had gathered to watch looked on appreciatively, but some of them looked a little jealous too; envious that it was me and not them who had enjoyed a nice wank from this lovely middle aged lady. The ghost of that day when she had dropped her towel and I had not seen it was exorcised for good now. We spent the rest of the afternoon chatting and I told them that swinging fascinated me, but that I had not found the courage to try it; and they told me about some of their adventures. As the afternoon came to its end, and it was time to go home, they offered me a lift and as we drove home, they asked me if I would like to spend the evening at their place. It had not exactly been National Nude Day, but it was the day that I had ventured to a nudist club; and I had been introduced to the wonderful world of swinging, and by the woman who lives on our street and who all the young guys on the street dream of fucking; and it was a sure thing that I was going to be fucking her, once we got back to their place. I had never had sex with a woman while her husband watched, but if that was what was required to fuck Pam, then so be it! Suddenly, I liked the idea of him watching us. I had never thought of that. Without knowing it, they were teaching me things about myself that I had not known before. Maybe it was Nude Day; and it was my soul, where my fantasies live, as much as my body, that was being bared. An Unexpected Meeting Author's note: This is a fictional story of a meeting between a mature man and a sexy lady 28 years younger. It's a long, at times funny and positive story that takes time to develop. If you're looking for wham/bam sex this is not the story for you. Part One: The Meeting. It was almost unbearably hot and humid outside the car but relatively cool inside thanks to the air-conditioning. I sighed as the two lanes of traffic once again ground to a halt. Two cars ahead I noticed a frazzled looking lady waiting at a bus-stop. She was looking in annoyance at a bus that was immobile about half a kilometer back down the busy road. My eyes took in the slim figure of the lady who was dressed in a blue business suit. She had an attractive face framed by short brown hair. I guessed she was in her thirties but maybe younger. On the ground beside her were a briefcase and two shopping bags of groceries. The line of traffic moved forwards a little and on a sudden impulse I pulled into the bus stop next to the surprised and wary looking lady. I pressed the button on my arm rest and as the passenger's window slid down I called out, "If you're waiting for that bus I'm afraid it's broken down and a replacement is at least an hour away." "Oh shit, that's all I need." The lady said with despair in her voice. "It will take ages to get a taxi in this heat." I broke my long time rule about never picking up strangers or hitchhikers as I asked, "I'm heading for Heathmont, can I drop you somewhere?" "Uh, I don't know.......," I caught her glancing from me to my disabled sticker on the windscreen. I just smiled and said, "I won't bite you, promise, and you can easily outrun me." I glanced at the cars in front of me. "Quick, the traffic's moving." The lady nodded, grabbed her briefcase and shopping bags and scrambled into my passenger seat. "Thanks so much, what a day to get my car serviced and it won't be ready until tomorrow." She sighed loudly with annoyance as she grabbed the safety belt and clicked it into place. "I guess we are both breaking our own rules." I ventured with a quiet chuckle as I steered back into the line of traffic with a wave of appreciation to the driver of the car behind mine. "Sorry?" "I'm breaking my rule not to pick up strangers and you're breaking your own rule never to get into a car with someone you don't know." I explained. The lady giggled as she directed the cool air vent onto her face. "You're right there, but that's easily fixed. My names Jodie but friends call me Jo." I laughed as the traffic stopped again and offered a hand, "Nice to meet you Jodie, I'm Alexander, but please call me Alex. Where can I drop you?" "I live in Blackburn South, not that far from you," Jodie said as we shook hands. "I'll show you where to drop me when we get there. I really appreciate your help Alex. How do you know another bus will be an hour?" "As I was passing the bus a very angry lady screamed 'What do mean an eff-ing hour?' at the poor driver who was standing outside the bus near the engine. She was so loud I could hear her with my windows up." I answered as Jodie giggled and nodded at my explanation. The twin lines of cars moved slowly forward until we stopped at traffic lights. I turned and looked at my passenger. Up close she looked even prettier than she had at the bus stop and I noticed the lack of rings on her left hand. "It must be your lucky day, I rarely come this way at this time but here I am stuck in traffic with a lovely passenger. Whoops, sorry, I think I've been politically incorrect again." "Stuff political correctness Alex, it's been a while since I've had a nice compliment so thank you." Jodie smiled. "So what brings you this way, if you don't mind me asking?" A friendly toot of a horn from the car behind me made me focus my attention on the traffic as the lights had turned green. "I don't mind you asking, I had a check-up with my orthopedic surgeon in Richmond and the only time I could get was late afternoon, so here I am." "Again, if you don't mind? What was your problem?" "Ask away, I'll tell you if I mind, ok?" I glimpsed Jodie's nod and continued. "I had quite severe scoliosis, curvature of the spine, and had two major operations back in the eighties. The surgery kept me out of a wheelchair for the rest of my life but now I need to use two walking sticks. I manage ok." "I can see you do from your driving with those hand controls," Jodie placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "Thank you for telling me, I had a girl friend at high school who got scoliosis but she managed with physiotherapy and a leather brace. Are you able to work?" "I retired early last year and got a government pension. I figured they owed me after all the tax I paid over the years. I had my own business, awards and trophies for sport and business with engraving. Your turn, what do you do?" "I'm a personal assistant, in other words a secretary, to the director of a large pharmaceuticals company. It pays well but I get tired of the travelling every day." Jodie chuckled, "I saw you look at my hand, yes, I'm single, divorced actually and still adjusting." I grinned, "I'm single too but don't worry, I don't expect to ever see you again." "Oh, why is that?" Jodie asked as the traffic stopped again. "Well, the obvious age difference for starters, I'm sixty-four and," I glanced at Jodie again, "I'd say at least thirty-five years older than you." "You sweet talker, you." Jodie's laughter was genuine. "That's the second compliment you've given me. I'm thirty-six, it's more like twenty-eight years difference. My turn now, you look much younger than sixty-four." "Thank you, I'm sure we still look like father and daughter," I chuckled, I was enjoying the company of my passenger. "And anyway, you must have lots of men around your age chasing you." "They all want just one thing. If only their brain was between their ears and not between their legs." Jodie said ruefully as the traffic moved slowly again. "Don't get me wrong, I love sex, but I want friendship, some TLC and understanding too. Not just one night stands." "Good for you, strong friendships are so important but not many people realise that, sometimes not even your friends." I laughed at my words, "Hell, that was a bit deep." "But very true." Jodie nodded as she thought over my words. After a short silence we chatted easily and laughed about some of our friendships and our likes and dislikes as the traffic slowly eased and soon we were at Jodie's suburb. "Where can I drop you?" I asked as I tried unsuccessfully to disguise a touch of sadness in my voice. "I feel like you sound." Jodie sighed gently, "This short trip has almost been like a blind date, only more enjoyable. Are you ok to drop me home?" "Sure!" I exaggerated the happiness in my voice. "I like you Alex, you're so natural. Take the next turn left and then it's the third street on the right. I have enough lasagna and salad for two if you'd like to join me for dinner?" The sudden invitation really took me by surprise and I glanced quickly at my passenger. Her smile and bright eyes showed me her invitation was genuine. I nodded my head vigorously while moving my mouth soundlessly as if I was lost for words. I followed Jodie's instructions and soon we were parking in the driveway of her small timber home. "Do you need a hand?" Jodie asked as she unclipped her seatbelt and gathered her bags. "No thanks, I'll be fine, you can be sure I'll ask if I need assistance." I replied as I climbed slowly from the car and grasped a walking stick in each hand. "Point taken," Jodie said with a grin, "Let's get out of this heat, follow me." I was pleased to see a handrail beside the three steps up to the front porch as I slowly followed Jodie's trim figure up the wide path. By the time I made it up the steps she had the front door unlocked and had disappeared into the house. My mind was still spinning at the sudden change of my plans for the evening, but there was no way that I was going to knock back her invitation. "Shut the door and come through to the kitchen." Jodie called as I admired the decorating in her home and the cool temperature. "I love your house, how come it's so cool in here?" I asked as I entered the kitchen, noting with pleasure that my hostess had removed her jacket to show a blouse quite damp from standing in the hot sun before I rescued her. The thin material hugged her small but shapely breasts covered by a sheer white bra. "The aircon's on a timer so it's been on for half an hour, good trick eh?" Jodie explained as she unpacked her shopping bags. "Grab a seat and I'll open a cold bottle of wine in a sec. Chardonnay ok with you?" "Yes, fine thanks but I don't drink much, especially when I have to drive." I laughed as I said, "It looks like the blind date has turned into a dinner date." Jodie took the lasagna from her fridge and placed it in the oven before turning to me with a serious expression. "I surprised myself when I accepted your lift and even more when I asked you to dinner. I just feel a very friendly sort of connection to you Alexander, that's the best I can describe it at the moment." "That's lovely Jodie, I feel it's a go with the flow situation, you can be sure I won't do anything inappropriate." I replied as I gazed straight into her lovely green eyes. "Honesty and trust are the basics for the best friendships.......whoa, I think I'm getting ahead of myself." "Perhaps you are, who knows?" Jodie's bright smile quickly returned. "Let's just relax and enjoy the evening, ok? Would you mind if I had a quick shower and got out of these damp work clothes and into something more comfortable?" "Go for it, I'm all for comfortable." I grinned as my eyes roamed over her lovely body. "Can I watch?" "Tsk, tsk, naughty boy." Jodie admonished me with a grin as she grabbed two wineglasses from a shelf and the bottle of wine from the fridge. "Here, make yourself useful, I'll be back in a few minutes." I poured two glasses of the wine as I sat at the kitchen table with more thoughts of amazement at the turn of events. I was lost in thought and jumped as Jodie returned quietly on bare feet. She was wearing a loose fitting light green tee shirt and a pair of comfortable tan shorts. "I bet that feels better." I said as I watched her down some of the cold wine. "Much more comfortable thanks." Jodie replied as she commenced preparation of the salad to go with the lasagna. "I hope you don't mind but I do an old-fashioned salad. Only one type of lettuce, lots of cheese, tomato, asparagus and some beetroot in a separate bowl, with a home-made dressing." "Excellent, I hate those new-fangled salads that seem to consist of four types of lettuce and not much else. That lasagna smells beaut." We chatted on about our mutual love of food and our favourite dishes from all around the world. We ate at the kitchen table with the lasagna tasting as delicious as the aroma had promised. Like myself, Jodie had traveled overseas a few times and we laughed as we swapped stories of different countries and the people that lived there. Jodie quickly cleared away the dishes and made some delicious smelling fresh coffee that she carried into the living room where we sat close on her sofa. "You get your car back tomorrow?" I asked. "What a nuisance on Saturday morning." "Yes, apparently it needed a new timing belt. Would that be right? I know nothing about cars." "I'm not great on how cars work," I replied, "But I do know that it's a good idea to replace the timing belt if it looks a bit worn. If they break it can result in huge costs, maybe even a new engine. So how do you intend to spend the rest of your weekend?" I enquired as an idea sprung to mind. Jodie wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Most of tomorrow I have some projects to type out and print for my boss to take to the USA on Tuesday. Sunday I'll try and sleep in and then do laundry and some house cleaning. If I get some time I might get to the gym, but I doubt it. Some weekend eh?" "Can I make a proposition to you?" I asked with a grin. "That depends." Jodie replied warily. "I really enjoy your company and it seems to work vice versa too. You know the pub on top of Mt. Dandenong? Would you consider having lunch with me on Sunday, take a few hours off from your house work?" "Father and daughter having lunch together?" Jodie giggled. "Or a dirty old man with his mistress?" I laughed. "I hadn't thought of that, but who cares what people think? I haven't been into the Dandenongs for years, that sound lovely, thanks Alex." As Jodie spoke she moved close to me and gently rubbed her right hand up and down my left arm. "I hope you don't mind me doing that, I'm very tactile at times." A shiver ran through my body as my brain tried to cope with thoughts of Jodie being very tactile. "It feels lovely, very comforting." "Good." Jodie sounded pleased. "Do you believe in fate?" "I'm not very religious but I do believe in a sort of Higher Power that seems to guide our lives when we have no say in what happens at a particular time. Maybe it was just coincidence that we met today, maybe it was meant to be? I don't know and I don't care, I just know I enjoy your company Jodie." "Call me Jo please," My hostess asked as she squeezed my left hand. "I would love to come to lunch with you on Sunday, thank you, I do need a change and some fresh country air." Impulsively Jo leaned across and kissed me on the cheek. "Now I'm lost for words." I felt myself blushing and Jo giggled at my reaction. "I can be very impulsive at times, so be warned." My delightful new friend smiled radiantly. "I'm very pleased that bus broke down." Jo paused and grimaced ruefully, "Would you mind if I threw you out now?" She asked. "I'll make a start on the work for my boss tonight and that way I'll definitely be free on Sunday." "Sure, no problem, have you got a pen and piece of paper? I'll give you my phone number and email address in case something comes up or you change your mind." Jo produced a pen and notepad from beside the sofa. "I'm coming on Sunday." She promised as I wrote down my contact information. I struggled slowly to my feet with the aid of my walking sticks. "The old back gets a bit stiff from too much sitting." I explained. "I think you're amazing the way you cope." Jo smiled as she held an arm and guided me to the front door. The temperature was still high outside as my new friend stood close while I gingerly negotiated the front steps. She walked beside me down the path to my car. I opened the door and placed the walking sticks beside my seat before turning back to face Jodie. "I'll be here about eleven on Sunday if I don't hear from you, ok?" "I'll be ready sweet Alex, I think Sunday's going to be a bit cooler so that will be good." Jo grinned again as she shook her head from side to side. "I'm blown away by the strength our friendship already has. Not great English but you know what I mean." "I sure do young lady," I held my arms wide, "Is it too soon for a goodbye hug?" "It's never too soon for hugs." Jo replied as we wrapped our arms around each other. "I love the power of a hug." She whispered. As we parted Jo caught me by surprise again by planting a lovely kiss onto my lips. "Told you I was tactile!" Jo giggled like a teenager. "Shut your mouth Alex, the wind might change!" I just laughed and climbed into my car. Jodie shut the door and ran down the path to her home where she stood on the front porch and waved goodbye. I drove home with my head spinning at how the end the day had changed my life, for the near future, anyway. Part two: The Picnic I had a restless sleep Friday night as I worried about Jodie having second thoughts. My old issues of poor self-esteem and low self-confidence returned with a vengeance as I brooded about why would a lovely young lady like Jo have any interest in an older man with a disability? The time dragged all Saturday as I waited for Jodie to phone and cancel our planned lunch. I jumped when the phone rang at seven-thirty Saturday evening and prepared myself for bad news. "Hello, Alex speaking." "Hi Alex, it's Jodie here." She said in a quiet voice that completely lacked any enthusiasm. "Oh, hello Jodie." I replied with a sigh. "I'm sorry to have to call you, but," The flatness of her tone could only mean one thing as she paused as if she was searching for the right words. Then suddenly she burst into a fit of giggles, "I'm sorry Alex, I was tricking you," She confessed amongst the giggles, "I just wondered if you would be ok if tomorrow we had a picnic somewhere instead of going to the pub. I'll bring all the food and drink." "You really are a brat aren't you?" I interrupted with obvious relief in my voice. "You really had me going young lady." "I'm sorry Alex, I couldn't resist it, and yes, you're right, I can be a brat at times. What do you do with brats?" She asked brightly. "Maybe I'll show you someday," I laughed. "But yes, a picnic sounds great. The cool change will have come through tonight so it won't be too hot. Any idea where you want to go?" "I'll leave that up to you, I'm sure you know a spot where there won't be too many people?" "I know a few places, I'll have a think and surprise you tomorrow." "Oh, I love surprises." The happiness was obvious in Jodie's voice. "You'll be here at eleven?" "Sure will Jo, I'm looking forward to it." "Great, see you then. Gotta go, I've got things to do, bye Alex love!" With those few words the line clicked dead before I could even say goodbye. Alex love! As I wondered about those two words I resolved not to have too many expectations about Jodie and to try and just enjoy our time together without complications. Needless to say, my mood had improved considerably and I slept a lot better that night. I drove into Jodie's driveway just before eleven to find her sitting on the front steps waiting with a picnic icebox and a rug beside her. Her face broke into a wide smile as she jumped to her feet and carried the goodies to the car. I gulped as I gazed at what my sexy new friend was nearly wearing. Apart from a bikini top covering some of her breasts she was bare to the waist, a very short loose fitting mini skirt covered half-way down her shapely thighs and she wore leather sandals on her feet. After placing the icebox on the back seat Jodie jumped in beside me and excitedly kissed me on a cheek. "This will be so much fun!" Jodie gushed, "I haven't down anything like this for far too long." She looked at my light blue plain summer shirt with dark blue slacks and said, "Nice colour coordinating Alex, do you like what I'm wearing? Honest opinion please!" "How do you expect me to concentrate on my driving when you're dressed like that?" I asked as I mocked-wiped my brow. "Honestly, sensational and sexy." "You're so good for my ego!" Jodie exclaimed, "Come on let's go, and keep your eyes on the road." "Good thing we're not going to the pub with you dressed like that." I muttered as I reversed out of the driveway. "I would look like the mistress in this outfit." Jodie giggled. "I'm sorry for my phone trick last night, that was naughty of me. Were you worried I was going to cancel?" "I was a bit." I confessed, "No, I was a lot actually. When I had cooled down at home after your goodbye kiss, I kept asking myself why would a beautiful young girl like you want to come out with an older man with my physical problems? Can you see why I would think like that?" "Yes, I can Alex." Jo replied thoughtfully as she rested a hand on my thigh. "But I wouldn't have even invited you for dinner if I didn't like you. As for going out for a picnic lunch on a Sunday, there are few other people I know that I would do this with. I just enjoy your company and I don't give a fuck about your disability. I just want to have a nice day out in the fresh air, I'm sure we both could do with it and the lovely company." An Unexpected Meeting I squeezed the hand that rested on my thigh. "I really like you too, ok, speeches over, let's enjoy the day." Jodie beamed as I glanced at her. "Where are we going to?" "I know a small picnic reserve at the end of a ridge past Selby that not many people know about. I've been there a few times, there's only about two or three picnic tables and no facilities like toilets. But, it has the most magnificent view down over farmland and forests. On a clear day you can see Westernport Bay, I think you'll love it. We should be there before anyone else nabs a table." "It sounds lovely, I'm going to be greedy and hope we have the place to ourselves. I'd love to do some sunbathing and get a bit of a tan if I can, and yes, I've brought some sunscreen so I don't get burnt." The drive only took about forty-five minutes and soon we were pulling in to the gravel parking area. There was one car already parked with an elderly couple already sitting at a table. I parked close to the vacant table and Jo was quickly out of the car to carry her goodies over to the table. I made my way slowly over the rough grass with my two walking sticks, being careful not to trip on the uneven surface. "Bloody frustrating for you." Jodie said as I sat down gratefully on the timber seat. "Part of my life Jo, it is frustrating but I'm getting used to it." I laughed. "After all it's only twenty four years since I had the surgery." "You poor love." Jodie flung her arms around me and held me tight in a long hug. "Ok, no more of either of us feeling sorry for you, let me look at this wonderful view." We sat together on one side of the table so I could point out the features of the view. The cool change overnight had blown away all the heat haze and Westernport Bay could clearly be seen in the distance. Jodie was genuinely taken with the view and the peace of the picnic area. "Even though the breeze is cool you can still burn easily." I said as I pulled an old floppy toweling hat from a pocket and to Jodie's amusement placed it on my head. "Yeh, I may look silly but I'm not going to get skin cancers like my Dad." "I love your old hat." Jodie kissed me on the cheek and giggled. "Yes, you are right, I need to use the sunscreen." She looked directly into my eyes and asked, "Will you apply it for me?" "I'd consider it an honor." I replied as I returned her gaze without blinking. "Gee, what a gentleman. You're so nice, and so polite too." Jo's smile lit up her face once again before she delved into her bag and produced the tube of sunscreen. "See, I've come prepared." With that statement she handed me the tube of lotion and turned her back to me. My hands were shaking a little as I squeezed some of the sunscreen onto her shoulders and started spreading it over her smooth skin. Her bikini top was held in place by elastic cords tied behind her neck and back and they caused a little inconvenience to my application of the lotion. "Ohhh God, that feels so nice," Jodie purred as my hands worked the lotion over her back. "I was told I had good hands when I did a short course of massage years ago." "You do massage? Oh thank you God!" Jodie exclaimed as, to my surprise she reached back and released the ties holding the bikini top in place. "That will make it easier for you." I noted that Jo was retaining a modicum of decency by holding the bikini top over her breasts with her hands. This allowed me complete access to all her back and neck and my lovely companion was soon purring under my hands. After spending a little too long on her back I reluctantly secured the bikini strings into place and passed the tube to Jo so she could finish the rest of her body. "That was so good." Jodie said as she swiveled around on the seat and faced me. "Maybe one day I'll get you to give me a real massage." "I have a massage table at home when you're ready." I smiled. "You're tempting me again, naughty boy, now watch me." Jodie said with a wink and a devilish smile. My new friend turned temptress as she squirted some lotion on her chest and started to rub it into her skin in a most suggestive fashion. She didn't take her eyes off me as her fingers slid under the edges of her bikini top and then down over her tummy. After making sure that all her front and arms were safe from the sun my sexy new friend pulled up the short skirt to reveal the bikini bottom at the junction of her smooth, slim thighs. "If those oldies weren't here I'd get you to do this." Jodie hissed as she spread the lotion over her legs. "It's good to see I'm having an effect on you." She added with a grin as she stared at the ever-hardening lump in my slacks. I just grinned and shrugged my shoulders. "What man wouldn't be turned on by such a sexy sight?" "It's good to see you don't have any problems down there. I mean, with your spine problems some men have erection difficulties, don't they? "You seem to know a bit about the subject?" I retorted as my eyes continued to follow her hands down and around the back of her legs. "Um, I admit I looked it up on the Internet, I hope you don't mind?" There was a little worry in Jodie's voice as she placed the cap back on the tube. "Not at all Jo. I used to have some problems down there but Tantric massage and two very caring massage therapists helped me. That's a long story and I'll tell it to you sometime, I also have Viagra to assist if needed." "Viagra, oh wow!" Jodie paused in thought for a few seconds. "Sorry hun, I think I'm getting a bit ahead of myself again. I didn't mean to be nosey, but thank you for your honesty. I'd hug you but I'm a bit slippery at present. How about some lunch, sweetie?" "That sexy little display had me getting ahead of myself too and just so you know, the longest I've lasted with Viagra is forty minutes." I chuckled as Jo rolled her eyes while pretending to swoon. "I'm teasing you now, lunch sounds good to me, but first, let me put some lotion on your face, unless you have a sun hat hidden somewhere. Skin cancers love to form on faces." "Your Dad had melanomas on his face?" Jodie asked with concern as she passed the bottle to me. "Yes, unfortunately, and on his arms too, a product of too many years in the sun without protection. They didn't kill him but the surgery sure made a mess, now hold still." Carefully I rubbed the lotion all over Jodie's face and neck until I was satisfied with the cover. "Now lunch, can I help with the drinks again?" Jodie's reply was to open the icebox and pass me a bottle of wine and two glasses. Magically the tabletop was almost instantly nearly covered with cold roast chicken, ham, pickles, fresh bread rolls and some salad. It was a beautiful day as we sat enjoying the tasty food and sipping the wine while enjoying the view and the warmth of the sun. For a few minutes we were both lost in our own thoughts. "I wish that couple wasn't here." Jodie mumbled quietly as she broke the silence. "Why? They aren't causing us any trouble." "I'd love to go topless and get some sun on my boobs." My sexy companion giggled to me. "Oh whoa! How can we get rid of them, quick!" I laughed. Jodie was silent in thought for a short time then she looked at me and asked, "So you don't mind if I get them to go? I'll do it nicely hun." I decided to up the stakes a little to see if she was as serious as she sounded. "It's fine by me, as long as I get to apply the sunscreen." I replied as I looked directly at her breasts. "It's a deal Alex!" Jodie grin suddenly changed to a more serious expression. "You sure we're not getting ahead of ourselves too quickly?" "I think it's time we went completely with the flow. Circumstances seem to be almost rushing us to a more, shall I say, a more intimate situation." My excited companion nodded her agreement and immediately confused me by saying loudly, "Damn, I can't find the milk! Give me your car keys and I'll see if it fell out in the car." Jodie grabbed my offered car keys, jumped to her feet and ran across to my car. She made a show of searching for some non-existent milk before walking over to the elderly couple. They talked for about three or four minutes during which the couple looked over at me several times. I just waved weakly back while I wondered what they could be saying. Eventually Jodie shook them both by the hands, wandered slowly back over to our table and sat on my lap with her back to the couple. "They didn't have any milk but I think they'll be going soon." My sexy friend's eyes were shining with excitement as she licked her lips, leant close and planted a wet kiss on my lips. "Mmmmm nice," Jodie murmured as she placed a hand behind my neck and pulled me into a long sexy second kiss. I wasn't sure what she was up to but I loved the way she kissed. It had been too many years since I had been kissed with any passion so I wrapped my arms around Jo as the third kiss left us both gasping for breath. Jo was panting as she asked, "Are they leaving?" "W'what?" Her question took me completely by surprise but I managed to focus on the other table to see the couple quickly packing their belongings. "Yeh, they're going." "Good, this is nice, kiss me again big boy." We exchanged several more long sexy kisses before Jodie and I broke apart at the sound of car tyres spinning on gravel as the couple left the area in a hurry. "Whoa, what did you say to them?" I demanded as Jodie jigged with excitement on the wooden seat. "I simply asked if they had any spare milk that I could put in my Daddy's coffee, but they didn't." Jodie giggled. "Then I might have told a little white lie or two." I couldn't help grinning at Jodie's excitement. "Go on, baby." "Baby! Oh my God Alex, you're hilarious!" Some tears of laughter ran down Jo's cheeks as she fought to control herself. "Ahem. Ok, I just told them that my Daddy had been living alone since my Mother died a few years back, but I had moved back in with him recently because he had been diagnosed with prostate cancer. After they said some nice words about how nice I am to do that for my poor old Dad I told them why we were here today." "Oh no, what did you say?" "All I said was that you used to bring me up here, just the two of us, when I was a teenager, and we were here reliving old times. They thought that was lovely." "Until you sat in my lap and kissed me!" I exclaimed with a roar of laughter. Jodie was so excited by her success and my reaction that she jumped to her feet and did a happy dance. I sat and watched my sexy girl enjoy her spontaneous delight. When she finally calmed I asked, "What would you have done if they had offered you some milk?" "Oh my God, I hadn't thought of that!" Jodie exclaimed with another fit of giggles, "How funny." "So, do you still want to go topless?" I asked hopefully. "Oh yes, as long as you're ok? We're not rushing too quickly are we?" "We're going with the flow. Why don't you clear the table and put the icebox back in the car? You may as well leave your skirt there too." I suggested. "Leave the rug and the sunscreen here." Jodie nodded, hurriedly packed the remains of our lunch in the box and carried it over to the car. I realised that another car could arrive at any time so I spread half the rug over the tabletop with the other half in my lap. Jodie was soon back looking absolutely adorable dressed in only her skimpy bikini. "Lie up here." I patted the rug as I spoke. My lovely friend seemed to have lost her voice as she climbed onto the table and lay down on her back with her eyes closed. She was now lying right in front of me so I was able to lean over to exchange another long sexy kiss. As I sat back I reached behind her neck and pulled apart the slipknot of the bikini tie. Jodie lifted a shoulder to allow me to release the elastic cord behind her back then she relaxed back onto the rug. For a short time I watched the rise and fall of her breasts before I reached over and slid the skimpy cloth away from her smooth flesh. I sucked air into my lungs as I gazed at the lovely shape of her small firm breasts. I was surprised at the size of her nipples that were quite hard with the excitement of the situation. Jodie moaned softly as I squirted some sunscreen onto both breasts before caressing my right hand over the smooth mounds. Slowly and sensually I covered both breasts with the crème to ensure the warm sun would not burn them. After a few minutes I reluctantly removed my hand and sat back to admire my wonderful new friend. "You sure you got enough sunscreen on me?" Jodie asked with more than a hint of sarcasm. "Unfortunately, yes." I chuckled in reply. "I agree, it was lovely, I wish......" Jodie stopped as I interrupted. "Don't wish honey, just relax and go with it, wishes can be dealt with later." Jodie nodded her agreement as she relaxed on the table. "Will you hold my hand please? I love it when you touch me." "My pleasure, just relax and enjoy the peace and fresh air." I reached up and placed her right hand in mine so I could rub my thumb in small circles around her palm. While doing that I slid my left hand under Jodie's neck and started some gentle massage. Some gentle moans from the sexy girl encouraged me further and, after a few minutes, I eased my hand down a little from her neck to the top of her spine. I used the tips of my fingers to massage in small circles at a special spot high on her back as my right thumb rubbed similarly just below the ball of her thumb. "Oh God, don't," Jo groaned, "don't you dare stop whatever you do. Oh fuck, that is so good." I had no intention of ceasing my sensual movements on two of Jodie's erogenous zones. The sexy girl's breathing changed quickly from relaxed to ragged as she started to suck air noisily into her lungs. Her moans of pleasure were getting louder and longer as the inevitable climax built deep inside her. "Ohhhhhh my GOD! Tony!" Jodie screamed as her back arched off the rug with the powerful orgasm. I was surprised at the intensity of my new friend's climax as I stood and hugged her shaking body. It took several minutes before Jodie had calmed enough to open her eyes and look at me. Her mouth opened and shut like a fish out of water, as she seemed incapable of speaking any words. "Wow, now that was better than I expected." I said as I gave Jo a peck on her lips. "You look like you could do with a drink." "W'what did you do to me?" Jodie finally gasped. "I told you I had good hands, remember?" I laughed before the sound of tyres on gravel interrupted my thoughts. "Damn, we have visitors." "Oh shit!" Jodie yelled. I was ready for an interruption so I quickly covered Jodie's body with the spare half of the rug, pulled her from the top of the table and sat her on the seat beside me. "Relax honey, they didn't see anything," I reassured my still shaking friend as I held my arms around her. "Geez Alex, life's not dull with you is it?" Jodie whispered as I held her tightly to me. "I was thinking the same thing about you." I laughed. "How about we hit the road? Can you walk yet?" "Hell, I've just had the best cum of my life and he wants me to walk." Jodie complained with a giggle. "Give me a few more minutes please honey." "Sure, you'll have to hold the rug around you, I need both hands for my sticks." "Can you put my bra back on, please?" My sexy girl asked as she held out the rug so the new arrivals couldn't see her. "So tempting." I grinned as I pretended I was going to throw the bikini top away. With feigned shaking hands I managed to grope Jo's breasts again before securing the ties in place. "You're so funny." Jodie giggled as she stood and wrapped the rug around her. Let's go honey." I pushed myself stiffly off the wooden seat and carefully made my way to the car over the bumpy surface with a concerned Jodie walking beside me. As we stood beside my car the doors on the other car opened and two young girls dressed in hiking gear collected water bottles from the rear of their car. Jo looked at them and immediately shrugged herself free from the rug. "That's just too hot." Jo explained as the two girls stared at my sexy friend in her small bikini and grinned widely. One of them called out, "Sorry to interrupt you!" "Don't worry, we're going home to finish in private." Jodie laughed as she waved and jumped into the car. "We're going home to finish are we?" I asked as I clambered slowly onto my seat. "I certainly hope so, is that massage table of yours ready for me?" "Ahem, as a matter of fact it is." I confessed as I passed a water bottle to Jo. "Hey, be prepared, just like the Scouts." "Ha ha ha, and I suppose you've got condoms and Viagra under the pillows of your bed too?" Jodie stated merrily before drinking some water. "Umm, yes." I laughed as I started the car and headed for home. Jo placed a hand on my thigh and caressed it sensuously. "So tell me handsome, where did you learn those spots you rubbed to make me cum?" "I told you I had two lovely massage therapists. The one I see now has really studied the erogenous zones and is able to give me multiple orgasms during every massage." I explained, "While you were looking up scoliosis on the net I was reading about the erogenous zones." "You, a mere male, can have multiple orgasms?" Jo asked incredulously. "I know it sounds crazy but if you read about Tantric massage, that will convince you." I paused and thought before adding, "With Tantric us poor males can have full body orgasms without an erection and without ejaculating, it's been magic for me." "Bloody hell." Jodie fell silent as she thought about my words before asking, "You're not bullshitting me are you?" "No hun, I promised you honesty and that's what you're getting." "Yeah, sorry I asked." I felt Jo's eyes on me and I glanced at her serious expression. "I was very dubious when I first heard about it too, no need to apologize." I assured my concerned friend. "Wow, I can't believe this is all happening to me." Jo shook her head as she thought about the short time we had spent together. "Believe and enjoy honey." I glanced over at my new friend's sexy bikini clad body and a shiver of anticipation ran through my body. The afternoon was not half over and we were heading to my home to resume the fun we started at the picnic ground. Jo seemed to be lost in thought so I remained silent for the rest of the journey to my place. I glanced at her a couple of times to see her eyes closed but her lips smiling so I guessed her mind was on positive thoughts. It wasn't until I stopped in my garage that she opened her eyes and looked at me. "Thank you sweetie." "Would did I do?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "You gave me space and time to think, not many men I've know would even think about doing something like that." A wicked grin lit Jo's face as she moved her hand up my thigh and gave my groin a quick squeeze. "I feel very relaxed and safe with you and know I can trust you. You're a very caring and understanding man and I sooooooo want to get on your massage table and continue what we started at the picnic." "I'll do my best to never do anything that breaks your trust. Now let's get inside, I bet you need the toilet nearly as much as I do." "Oh my God, you read minds too!" Jo laughed as we unclipped our seatbelts and headed excitedly for the house. Part Three: Fun at home "So, this is your massage room?" Jo said as she looked around the small spare bedroom. "It's lovely, so dark and cool. Ohhhhh, candles, I love candlelight." "Not much chance of improving your suntan in here." I said as I pulled open a drawer to get some towels and a bottle of massage oil. "I don't care about my suntan now." Jo said with a tremor of excitement. "I just want more of whatever it was you did to me." She paused before adding, "And I want you too." An Unexpected Meeting "Patience brings it's own rewards darling Jo." I replied as I laid a towel over the massage table. "I wish I had the strength to give you a full massage, I used to be able to stand for hours." I tried unsuccessfully to keep the frustration from my voice. "Don't you worry about that, and don't overdo it. I want you to have plenty of energy when we get to bed." As Jo spoke I noticed her looking at a silk scarf in a corner of the drawer with the towels. "What's the scarf for hun?" "Maybe I'll show you later or on another day." I chuckled as I placed a small cushion on the table. "It will be a surprise." "Oh I love surprises." Jo did a short happy dance. "Are we ready?" "I think we are." I replied as I switched off the overhead light allowing the flickering candles to create a peaceful ambience. "I'll just put a suitable cd on and ohhh that's nice." I said as I bent over the small cd player. Jo had placed her arms around me from behind and hugged me tightly. I started the music playing, turned around and squeezed my sexy new friend to my body. My hands stroked the smooth skin on Jo's back before my fingers released the ties to her bikini top. "Mmmmm I like it when you take the lead." Jo murmured as our lips met in another long kiss. "Then hop up on the table and lie on your back as your were on the picnic before we got interrupted." I instructed as I noted her last words. "Yippee!" The bikini top fell to the floor as Jo turned and placed herself on the table. "Mmmm, this is much softer than the other table." She exclaimed as she wriggled to get the cushion comfortable under her head. I moved carefully into position and balanced myself without help of a walking stick by leaning lightly against the edge of the table. A shiver ran through my body as I gazed at the beautiful Jo lying on my old massage table. My excited friend watched me as I squirted some massage oil onto a hand and caressed it smoothly over her chest above her breasts. Jo's eyes closed as my hand moved down the small valley between her breasts and onto her tummy. I cautiously applied oil all over her belly with both hands, taking care that my fingertips did not creep under the elasticized top of her panties. A quiet moan of pleasure escaped Jo's lips as I leant over and ran my oily hands sensually up both sides of her body past her breasts and back onto her upper chest. I grinned as I deliberately teased Jo by caressing her slowly and avoiding the tempting mounds of her lovely breasts. "You're teasing me." Jo whispered as she wriggled a little and poked her tongue out at me. I just chuckled quietly as I used three fingers of my right hand to trace a slow figure eight around Jo's breasts. 'I won't be needing any Viagra' I thought to myself as my erection quickly hardened in my pants. Gradually the holes in the figure eight grew smaller as my oily fingers moved closer to Jo's firm nipples. A long moan escaped her lips as a single finger of each hand moved slowly around each aureole. I noted that Jo was clenching and opening both her hands as I teased her further by moving my touch from her breasts to her shapely legs. As I slid a single finger down the inside of Jo's right thigh I gratefully observed her feet spread apart to the corners of the massage table. Despite the cover of the bikini pants my sexy new friend was offering herself in the most wanton way possible. I resisted the strong temptation of immediately removing the panties and instead sensuously slid the finger up the inside of her left thigh until it touched cloth. "Alex, pleeeeassse." Jo pleaded me as she opened her eyes. I smiled and surprised her by placing a finger of my left hand over her mouth as a gesture of silence. But Jo then startled me as she grabbed my hand and pushed the finger into her mouth where she sucked it in a display of wanton sexuality. I must admit that it was exciting having my finger sucked in such a lewd manner but I soon distracted Jo by pinching the nipple on her left breast between two fingers. Jo let my finger slip from her mouth and she moaned loudly as I placed a hand on each breast and squeezed quite firmly. The nipples felt almost rock-hard against my palms as I massaged, stroked and pinched the firm flesh. It didn't take long before Jo screamed with pleasure and her back arched off the table as another orgasm shuddered through her sexy body. As she lay shaking and moaning I held her right hand in mine and commenced rubbing her palm as I had at the picnic. I placed my left hand around her arm just above the elbow and gently massaged a special spot with my thumb and forefinger. "Jesus Christ!" Jo yelled as a series of mini-orgasms rolled through her body. "Fucking hell Alex, what are you doing? Oh God, here I go again!" I was amazed at the success I had in finding some of Jo's erogenous zones and silently thanked my massage therapist who had shown me the powerful possibilities of sensual touching and massage. "Hun, can I have some water please?" Jo gasped as I reluctantly removed my hands. I grabbed a water bottle and held it to Jo's lips as she gratefully swallowed some of the cool liquid. I grinned as I watched Jo gulping air into her lungs as she looked at me in amazement. "Nobody has ever done anything like that to me before, you're amazing." "And I've only just started." I teased. "Unless you want me to stop?" "God no!" Jo exclaimed, "Keep going as long as I'm conscious. Unless you're getting too tired standing?" "I'm fine, in fact, really good," I replied as I realized how energised I was feeling, "You sure get the adrenaline running honey." I paused and added mischievously, "I can make it more intense if you want." "More intense, how?" I reached over and retrieved the silk scarf from the drawer. "A blindfold. By taking away one of your senses it strengthens the others. The sensations of my touch on you will be even stronger. Of course it does require a lot of trust from you and if you don't want to try it now that's fine by me." I passed the silk scarf to Jo. The excitement showed in Jo's eyes as her fingers played with the sexy material. "You've been blindfolded?" "Oh yes, many times during a massage, I just love it and, for me, there's the added thrill of not knowing what's going to happen next." There was silence in the room for almost two minutes as Jo thought over my words. "I love the way you let me have time to think," A shiver ran through Jo's body, "I'd like to try a blindfold." Jo said as she raised her head off the pillow and passed me the scarf. I placed the blindfold over her eyes and firmly wrapped it around her head before knotting it into place. After making sure there was no gap for my sexy friend to peak through I pecked her on the lips and said, "Thank you for your trust, you won't regret it. Before we go any further, I think we need to agree on a safe word." I suggested. "A safe word?" Jo was shocked by my suggestion and quickly pulled the blindfold up from her eyes. "Why would I need that? I thought I was safe, you're not going to hurt me are you?" "No, no, of course not honey, it's just a word you can call out if it anything too emotional for you and you want me to stop. You may call 'stop' but not actually mean it, if you know what I mean, this way we have a neutral word as a safe word." I hastened to assure my worried friend. "I would never hurt you, that you can be sure of one hundred percent." Jo gazed intently at me as she thought over my words. "Ok, ok, I see what you mean. What sort of neutral word?" "Is there a food that you don't like?" I asked. "Oh yeh." Jo screwed her nose up in disgust. "Ginger, can't stand ginger in anything." "Then you just say ginger if you ever want me to stop what I'm doing, and I promise I'll stop, ok? You're not likely to yell out ginger in the middle of an orgasm, it's a good neutral word." Jo nodded in understanding as she lay back and pulled the blindfold down over her eyes, "You had me worried for a minute, but full steam ahead, Daddy!" I recommenced by gently stroking massage oil all over the front of Jo's body from her neck to her feet. I knew that the sensations of the soft touch of my hands and fingers would be enhanced by her inability to see what I was doing. I moved down to the end of the table, sat on a small stool and concentrated my massage on Jo's feet and toes. There are many nerve endings in our feet and toes and I knew from experience how enjoyable a good foot massage could be. For over fifteen minutes I massaged Jo's feet as she relaxed and enjoyed being pampered. My fingers and wrists were beginning to tire a little so, after spreading Jo's legs apart, I stood beside the table and slowly slid my hands up her thighs until they touched the bikini bottom. A long quiet moan escaped Jo's lips as the fingers of my right hand pressed firmly against the material covering her pussy. Unsurprisingly, the panties were quite damp and now it was my time to shiver as I slipped my fingertips under the elastic where they came in contact with her trimmed pubic hair. "Pllllllleeeeaaassseee Daddy." As my fingers grasped the top of her panties Jo assisted by lifting her hips off the table. The bikini bottom quickly joined her top and now, apart from the blindfold, my sexy friend was completely nude. I teased some more by running my fingertips around the outside of her labia with some rubbing of her perineum to add to the pleasure. I licked my lips as I gazed at her swollen labia that seemed to almost be begging to be touched. Slowly I pushed the middle finger of my right hand between Jo's pussy lips. I could hardly believe that I had this sexy lady in this position and I grinned when she moaned loudly as I slowly fucked her tight vagina. I added another finger and increased the speed while the fingertips of my left hand sought and found her hard little clitoris. Jo's back was arching off the table as she pressed against my probing fingers and a short time later she again screamed Tony's name as another powerful climax shuddered through her sweaty body. At this stage I needed a rest so I sat down on the bed and watched as Jo slowly calmed and her breathing returned to something like normal. "My god Daddy, that was incredible, is there more?" Jo finally panted as she pulled the blindfold up so I could see the excited shine of her eyes. "Don't you think it's about time I had some of what you've been having?" I asked with a wry smile. "Oh my God!" Jo shrieked as she pushed herself up on one elbow, "You must think I'm so greedy. It's just that you.........." Her words tailed off lamely as she blushed brightly. "It's ok, really." I tried to assure my embarrassed friend. "How about we shower and get all the sun-cream and oil off you, I'll take a Viagra and we...." My words were cut short. "And we can fuck our brains out." Jo grinned as she grabbed my crotch and squeezed. "Where's the shower Daddy?" "Such unlady-like language," I admonished as I assisted Jo off the table and turned her to face the door. "The shower's off my bedroom, turn left and straight ahead." As Jo took a step I gave her a quick firm smack on her bare bottom. My friend immediately stopped almost in mid-stride. A pause of a few seconds made me worry if I'd done the wrong thing as she turned her head and looked at me with a serious expression. "I deserved that, I've been a cheeky brat a few times today." Jo grinned and poked her tongue out at me. "Spank me whenever I deserve it Daddy." With a loud giggle she jumped out of range into the hallway and headed to my bedroom. I could hear the shower water running by the time I had collected my sticks and made it to the bedroom. As quickly as I could manage I stripped my clothes off and swallowed a Viagra pill with the aid of some water. I was aware that this was the first time that Jo had seen my body naked but I took a deep breath and moved unsteadily into the small bathroom. My beautiful friend had her back to me and jumped as I pulled the sliding glass door aside. "Room for one more?" I asked as I stepped carefully into the shower recess that was fitted with hand-rails as support during my daily showers. "Of course there is." Jo said as she turned around with a smile. I slid the door shut as the water splashed over me and we bumped against each other. As Jo glanced at the unnatural curve of my torso I saw a look of pity and concern in her eyes. "It's a bit of a squeeze for two." I grinned as I grabbed hold of a hand-rail. "All the more fun." Jo covered some of her discomfort by giving me a quick kiss. "Ok if I wash you?" "Be my guest." I shivered inwardly as I admired Jo's quick thinking in the awkward situation. I turned around to enable Jo to wash my back while she regained her composure then cursed inwardly as I felt a finger trace the surgical scar that ran the length of my spine. "Oh my Alex, you poor thing." The anguish was obvious in Jo's voice. "You must have suffered terribly." "Wash my back please Jo." I urged as I passed the plastic bottle of liquid soap to her. "It was bad at the time but, as I told you, necessary to keep me on my feet and mobile." I felt Jo squirt and rub some soap over my back. "Mmmm that feels nice." I sighed with delight as I was thrilled by Jo's next words. "I'm going to make you feel so good!" She purred sexily as both hands caressed over my back and shoulders. I will never forget our first shower together as my sexy new friend devoted herself to pleasing me. I held on to the handrails as Jo's soapy hands roamed all over my body without touching my genitals. When my back and shoulders were thoroughly washed she knelt down behind me and thoroughly cleaned all of my legs and feet. I shuddered with delight as Jo's slippery hands moved to my buttocks. "I bet you like this." Jo said excitedly as two fingers moved slowly down my crack and over my anus. My legs were shaking a little and I held on tight as I felt Jo's fingertips caress in small circles the sensitive area around my arse hole. I had enjoyed similar experiences during Tantric massages but this was more sensuous and exciting having my sexy new friend with me in the shower. I felt a finger push cautiously against my puckered hole before moving away to thoroughly clean my buttocks. I was moaning quietly as Jo stood and whispered sexily, "Turn around please Daddy." I carefully turned around and grinned as I saw Jo's elation when she saw my almost hard erection. She squirted some soap over my hairy chest and placed the bottle back on the soap holder when she had a good lather. Then slowly and sensuously her hands rubbed from my shoulders, down over my chest and stomach where they stopped at my pubic hair before moving back up again. "See Daddy, I can tease too." Jo giggled as she stood up on her toes and kissed me. I returned the sexy tongue kiss before placing a hand on one of her shoulders to firmly guide my sexy girl down onto her knees. We kept eye contact as this happened and her smile told me that she was happy for me to take the lead. Jo reached up and grabbed the bottle so she could get a good lather on both hands. The bottle fell onto the floor as Jo used both her hands to gently stroke and caress my cock and balls. My eyes were closed and I was moaning with pleasure as I heard Jo say, "I so need this inside me." I felt her hands move to my hips and guide me half a step backwards. I opened my eyes to see the stream of water rinsing the soap from my erection. Jo looked up at me, grinned wickedly and slid half of my cock into her mouth. Time seemed to stand still as she swirled her tongue around my knob before sucking hard as her head bobbed up and down. In addition to my natural reaction the Viagra was now taking effect and my erection was at its full length and extremely hard. I was in heaven but my legs began to wobble badly and I was forced to push Jo's head away from my cock. "I need to lie down." I gasped in explanation. "Oh yeh Alex, let's get onto your bed, I'm going to give you the fucking of your life." Jo purred as she grabbed the shower hose and rinsed the remaining soap from both our bodies. We stumbled out of the shower and somehow I managed to stand while Jo quickly towelled the water from my body. I grabbed the walking sticks and wobbled my way into the bedroom to collapse onto my bed. I lay on my back in the centre of the bed as Jo dried herself before rushing to jump on the bed. The dampness of her hair matched the excitement in her eyes as she knelt beside me. She had the wild look of a sexy lady who had been without sex for far too long as she licked her lips in anticipation. I reached under a pillow and found the box of condoms. "Here baby, slip one of these on and jump on board." "Oh my God! I hope you bought the king size!" Jo exclaimed as she grabbed the box, pulled a condom from its pouch and slipped it over my erection. The Viagra had done exactly what the manufacturers had promised and after a quick kiss Jo stood up, straddled my hips and lowered herself slowly until the tip of my cock was just touching her pussy lips. Her nipples looked rock-hard as her breasts rose and fell with her quick breathing. She grasped my cock with one hand and rubbed the rubber-covered knob sensually against her swollen lips. We both groaned as she bent her knees and slowly lowered her body onto my shaft. It was fantastic to see my cock gradually disappear inside the tight pussy of my sexy new friend "Fuck me Daddy!" I am unsure of how long we fucked. The wonderful sight of Jo bouncing up and down on my cock will be forever clear in my mind as we both made up for lost time. I know I had three or four powerful orgasms but I think that Jo would have lost count of her own climaxes. At one stage she clambered off my erection and knelt quickly beside me. I moaned as she removed the condom and took my sticky hardness into her mouth. She obviously loved the taste of my semen as she licked and sucked me clean before slipping a new condom on and jumping back on for some more orgasms. When my erection finally lost its hardness Jo collapsed on the bed beside me where she lay face down for some minutes with her left arm across my chest. We both needed some time for our breathing to return to something like normal and words were unnecessary at that time. Some questions were forming in my mind but I didn't want to scare my lover away, as I was nervous as to how she would react to my words. "I think we both needed that." I finally said. "You can say that again but don't waste your energy." Jo giggled. "That was amazing." Silence returned for a few more minutes until I asked, "Feel like talking a bit?" "As long as I don't have to move." Jo replied. "Fire away, honey." "Ok, let me guess, Tony is the name of your ex?" I asked. "God, yes, how did you know that?" Jo exclaimed as she quickly raised herself up on an elbow and looked at me. "Friends think I'm psychic, maybe they're right." "Really? What else do you think you know about me then?" Jo asked with a slightly nervous laugh as she knelt up beside me. "I think that, although you are a confident leader and organiser at work, when it comes to sex you would prefer to play, shall I say, a more of a traditional female role, perhaps even a bit submissive?" Jo nodded in agreement as she bit her bottom lip and waited for me to continue. "I could be wrong but the message I've been getting is that you may have fantasies of being a sort of little brat who ends up getting some sort of punishment for her naughty ways." Jo nodded in agreement but stayed silent as she gazed at me intently so I continued. "You have probably read many stories on the Internet about spanking and the like." Jo shook her head from side to side. "No, I've never used the Internet for that, but keep going, this is scary."