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Len and Masie

By: thorbet



Masie looked up and burst out laughing.

'Oh Lennard, if only you could see your face! It's a picture.'

And a picture it was. A combination of horror and acute embarrassment.

He had walked back into his living room with her coffee to find her sitting on his settee studying the dvd case of the elderly couples sex disc. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and his face clearly betrayed his dismay.

After Albert and he had enjoyed themselves the previous afternoon they had watched television for a while, quite comfortable in each others company, and then they both dozed off to sleep.

He had awoken when Albert had gently called him to say he was going. He had got dressed and was holding a couple of Lens' films and just wanted to say cheerio before leaving and no doubt they'd see each other in the club fairly soon.

After he'd departed Len dressed but remained pretty lethargic for the rest of the day and decided he'd clear up in the morning. After a simple supper he retired early and was asleep in minutes. He'd slept late the next morning and ran through the previous days events while snuggled under the duvet. He was OK about what had happened and decided he would see if and how far things developed with Albert before he felt uncomfortable with it.

He'd got up and dressed and had his breakfast and was just about to drink his coffee when there was a tap on his door. He opened it to find Masie standing there. She occupied the next apartment to his and from the few occasions they had talked, Len had warmed to her. She was a widow but she had a bubbly personality and would easily break into a smile, unlike several of the other residents who were generally pretty miserable.

She apologised for disturbing him but said she was thinking of organising a coach trip to a local attraction and wondered if he would be interested in going. He invited her in and she accepted his offer of coffee and sat down while he disappeared into his kitchen to make it. It was when he returned that he cringed.

'You look as if you've seen a ghost.' She laughed.

Len coughed embarrassedly, his face bright red.

'Well....' he stuttered, 'it's not...erm..what...it looks like...' He dried up because it obviously was what it looked like.

'Oh don't be so silly,' she said patting the seat beside her, 'come and sit down and don't worry about this.' She held up the case. 'It's probably no worse than some I've got!'

Len stared at her as he sat down, his eyes widening.

'You look surprised.' she said.

'Well...I am really...it's just that....'

She interrupted him. 'What's a little old lady like me doing taking an interest in that sort of thing for? Is that what you're thinking?'

'Well...that's not quite...er...how I would have put it.'

'Len,' she said putting her hand on his knee, 'just because you get old it doesn't mean that the feelings you've had all your life disappear when you're suddenly deprived of the person you shared those feelings with. In fact it's a terrible blow.'

She took her hand away and just looked down at the floor for a while in a silence that Len was reluctant to break. She looked at him again.

'You know Lennard, ever since you moved in a while ago I've thought you're far more of a gentleman than a lot here. You keep yourself to yourself and I've never known you to have a bad word to say about anyone. I feel I can talk to you as I've never talked to any of the others and that I can trust you with anything I tell you.'

She looked at him.

'I really feel I need someone I can talk to openly who won't judge me or criticise me and your reaction to this,' she indicated the dvd, 'leads me to think you're a decent person who wouldn't be offended if I did.'

Len didn't say anything initially. It was nice to hear the compliment and it was a lift to think that someone like Masie could confide in him. It was a strange situation for him though, as all through their married life he and Rose had rarely opened up fully to each other.

He cleared his throat. 'Well...I'd always be happy to listen if you wanted to talk,' he said, 'but whether I'd be able to be of much help....'

'Just offering a sympathetic ear would be enough.' She suddenly laughed at what she had just said. 'I don't mean you should feel sorry for me, just...well,' she shrugged her shoulders, ' you know what I mean.' Len nodded and wondered what was coming next. 

'I lost Freddy just three years ago and we loved each other right to the end. I still miss him terribly for many reasons and this,' she indicated the dvd, 'is one of them.'

She went on more softly now. 'He was a lovely man and attractive in many different ways. He made friends very easily and women seemed drawn to him like a magnet. Early in our marriage I could see what was happening and I set out to make sure for the rest of our time together he had no reason to cast his eyes elsewhere.' She looked at Len. 'Do you understand what I am saying?'

He nodded slowly. 'I think so.'

'I read everything about sex I could, which wasn't much in those days -- not like now, and I couldn't discuss things with friends or my mother and there wasn't the internet to turn to for inspiration.'

'I initiated intimacy at every opportunity even when I didn't really feel like it, but I was truly frightened of losing him.'

She paused for a moment, looking straight ahead.

'What happened though was that we started getting more and more inventive with each other, all the time looking to feed our excitement until we both knew that nobody to come anywhere near matching what we had.'

She stopped suddenly, her face reddening. 'Oh hark at me going on.' She looked at him. 'I must be embarrassing you. I'm sorry.' and got up as if to leave.

Len gently caught her arm and guided her back down. Here was a person who needed to open herself up to someone and he was the only one she felt able to trust. He knew whatever happened he couldn't let her down.

'Please stay and talk to me,' he said softly, 'and if I can help in any way...'

'You already are.' she said. She hesitated before going on. 'Are you sure you don't mind?'

'Please go on.'

She looked away from him again. 'We tried anything and everything we could think of, and I do mean everything,' she said candidly, 'and what we liked stayed but if one of us didn't like anything, well at least we'd tried it. It was surprising that once we opened our minds to it there were only a few things that we didn't want to repeat.'

'Freddy said once we shut the bedroom door we should leave our inhibitions outside and really do whatever we wanted or felt like and we certainly did.' 

She paused and started to look a little embarrassed.

'It varied from gentle romantic lovemaking to out and out sheer pornography I suppose you'd call it, but it was never less than exciting or fulfilling whatever we did. I suppose Mills and Boon would describe him as a "lusty lover"'

She looked straight at him and said somewhat ruefully. 'Now all I've got are my vibrators and fingers and I can tell you they're poor substitutes!'

This last revelation was a lot more than Len had anticipated and his cheeks coloured at the information. Here was a warm friendly woman admitting she masturbated without any embarrassment, something he had always thought was a male preserve and kept firmly under wraps. He was sure Rose never did, at least he thought she never had, and the topic would never have arisen anyway.

As if she suddenly realised what she had said she went bright red and with profuse apologies stood up again to leave.

'Look,' said Len remaining seated, 'whatever you want to tell me or say will never leave this room. I promise you that. Secondly, I'm not shocked just a bit surprised. I though it was only men that did that but I obviously got that wrong.'

She sat down again, and he began to realise that at this late stage of his life he was learning a lot, first with Albert and now his next-door neighbour. He wondered what else there was to come.

She picked up the dvd again. 'It was seeing this that brought it to the surface again.' She looked at it more closely. 'Mind you, I've never seen one with people as old as this in it. I didn't think people of our age would do such things'.

'Just like I didn't think women took care of their own needs.' he said softly.

She laughed gently. 'Touche!'. 'I wouldn't mind looking at this though. It looks interesting'. 

The candour of the conversation encouraged Len to respond in a way he would never have dreamt of previously.

'Yes, I like that one and you're more that welcome to borrow it if you'd like'.

She looked at him. 'That's very kind of you but I haven't got anything to play it on. All my films are on tape'.

'Ah,' said Len, 'well if you do get a machine you'd be welcome to it any time'.

She seemed a little crestfallen at this and put the film down. Somewhat abruptly the conversation returned to the coach trip and after some small talk she stood up to go.

'I do hope I haven't shocked you too much Lennard, and you won't repeat anything I told you will you'. It was more of a statement than a question and she looked at him enquiringly. 'I probably said far more than I should'.

'I won't, provided.....' Masie looked at him with alarm, '....you call me Len not Lennard! I can't abide that name'.

She smiled. 'How do you think I feel about Matilda then!'

They were laughing as she went out.

For the rest of the day Len could not get their conversation out of his mind and he now looked upon Masie in a completely different light. He had never met anybody like her before, self assured and relaxed but inwardly vulnerable and needing support, and despite her happy disposition, quite lonely. In all their years of marriage he and Rose had never conversed like that, and even in their most intimate moments there had always been restraint. Things had never been as Masie put it 'uninhibited'.

She was still a very attractive woman as well, he thought, and must have been quite a beauty in her younger days. Despite what she said about her husband he had probably had fears about her being charmed away by another man and equalled her effort in their relationship to ensure she stayed with him. It had probably been a contented marriage because they had each worked hard at it.

Her shoulder length dark hair was liberally streaked with grey which she made no attempt to disguise, and she always dressed presentably. She was a little shorter than Len and although she no doubt considered herself to be a bit heavier than she would have liked, she still had her curves and had obviously taken care to look after herself over many years. 

Their conversation itself had not left him unaffected either. He had definitely felt a stirring in his groin when they were talking and several hours later the memory had the same effect. Despite every effort he could not rid himself of the image of her masturbating. It was a frustrating day for him knowing there was a sexually active woman so close who probably would be receptive to his advances but he hadn't a clue about how to go about it. 

What if he was misreading all the signs and it was just wishful thinking on his part? Any approach he made could be completely misconstrued and it could harm a blossoming friendship. On the other hand she had opened up to him and seemed to be a person who knew what she wanted. But there again....

Len decided he would do nothing unless the invitation was more obvious, but it came quicker and more obviously that he had ever anticipated.

He spent a bit of a restless day doing lots of things to divert his attention then finally decided an early night with his book would be the best thing. As he settled into bed he thought he heard a noise from the room next door. The apartments were mirrored so his bedroom was next to Masies' and he had on occasion heard some muted sounds coming through the wall as she coughed or moved around sometimes. This was different though. He listened carefully and could hear a moaning or groaning sound which, although not constant, was repetitive and sounded as if she was in distress. 

He listened to it for a while before putting on his dressing gown and going along the communal passage to her front door. He tapped softly a couple of times but when he didn't get any response he knocked a bit harder. Even then it was a minute or two before the door opened slightly. When she saw who it was she opened it wider.

She looked at him questioningly, 'Yes?' she said.

'Are you alright?' asked Len anxiously

She looked a little perplexed. 'Yes I'm fine. Why shouldn't I be?'

'Well, I thought I could hear you moaning through the wall and I was worried you were ill.'

'Moaning?' she said furrowing her brow then suddenly her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. 'Oh!'

'You'd better come in.' she went on softly opening the door wider.

He stepped in and she closed the door. She was hugging her dressing gown around her and at once looked at him sheepishly. She continued softly.

'I'm sorry about that, I didn't realise I was making so much noise.'

'Oh it's not a problem, I was just concerned you were ill. You aren't are you?'

She shook her head. 'No, I was ...um... just ... um ...taking care of my needs I think you called it.' She looked bashful as she said it.

'Sorry?' said Len quizzically -- then the penny dropped.

'Oh my...' he stuttered as his face went bright red. 'I'm so sorry.' He was totally flustered. 'That's the second time today I've embarrassed you! I'm so sorry.' and turned round to go.

She took hold of his wrist and stopped him. 'No Len, I think it's me that's embarrassed you. It's me who should be apologising.'

'No no not at all,' he paused, 'I just didn't realise...'

'There was no reason why you should have,' she said still holding his wrist, 'it was our conversation today and seeing the film that started me tonight.'

'You know Len I would love to see that film,' her voice little more that a whisper,' and I was wondering...'

Len looked at her.

'...if I could watch it at your place....with you?'

Lens' eyes widened. This was completely unexpected.

'Well....er....'

Masie continued quickly. 'Look, like me, you probably watch them for self stimulation...' she looked at him questioningly, '...you know what I mean? and if you could stand the sight of an old lady rubbing herself off beside you...'

Now it was Lens' jaws' turn to drop.

'Look, I know I'm being very forward but to be quite honest I'm getting fed up using these' she held up her hand with her two middle fingers closed together, 'and my imagination to get myself off. I need something more and ever since I saw what you have in the way of films, I've been thinking about them.'

Len was totally lost for words and just stared at her.

'I've really blown it now haven't I.' She said slowly taking her hand away. 'I shouldn't have done that to you. I'm sorry. You must think I'm a terrible person.' She looked away with a mixture of sadness and embarrassment. 'I wouldn't blame you if you didn't want to speak to me again.'

She reached to open the door.

'What time?'

'Pardon?'

'What time. What time would you like to come round?'

She looked closely at him. 'Do you mean it?'

His face was bright red as he nodded.

'Are you sure Len?'

He nodded again as if he was incapable of speech.

'Would after lunch be OK, about half past two?'

'Fine.' he managed to get out before turning again to the door.

She pulled him back and stood close to him.

'Thank you Len, thank you so much.' She took his hand again and he wondered what she was doing then she suddenly pushed it down the front of her gown. 'Go on feel.' she whispered as his hand made contact with her breast. He looked straight into her eyes and could see the offer was genuine so he moved to cup her breast completely. She felt full and firm with just a slight natural sag and he got the impression she had nothing on under her gown. The stiffness of her nipple was not lost on him nor was the warmth of her body. 

He groaned softly as he caressed her then suddenly twitched as her hand found its' way through the opening of his dressing gown and the front of his pyjamas to gently take hold of his not so soft penis.

'Tit for tat.' She smiled at him and snuggled her head into his shoulder.

She rested against him for a few seconds then suddenly moved back and pulled her gown closely round her, just as he was well on his way to a full erection.

'You'd better go now and I'll see you tomorrow.' She looked at him. 'Goodnight Len,' she said softly, 'sleep well.' and opened the door.

He looked down at the now quite prominent bulge in his dressing gown.

'I hope Vera's not hanging out of her door.' he said. She was the landing busybody and there wasn't much that went on that she didn't know or gossip about.

Masie looked down as well. 'Well if she sees that she'll have something to dine out on for weeks!'

They laughed softly and Len left and made his way quickly back to his apartment.

It took him seconds to get back into bed and his masturbation lasted less than a minute. As he settled down after his climax he distinctly heard a long drawn out contented moan through the wall. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day.

Len and Masie Ch. 02



To say that Len was nervous would be a serious understatement.

He had slept a bit later than usual which was normal if he had masturbated the night before, and when he first woke, he lay there luxuriating in the warmth of his bed. In his semi-comatose state, that time when you are not quite awake or asleep, his mind wandered all over the place, then the events of the previous day came back.

He was suddenly wide awake and wondered if it had all been a dream but quickly recalled caressing his neighbours breast and feeling her hand cupping his penis. It was exciting and he was quietly enjoying these thoughts when he remembered the arrangement they had made for that afternoon. 

He sat bolt upright in bed. 'My God what have I done!' he muttered to himself. The thought had been exciting the evening before but now in the cold light of the morning he was suddenly petrified. A whole list of 'what-ifs' crossed his mind accompanied by a number of excuses for not going through with it.

He got up and went through his normal morning routine all the while thinking about what might or might not happen and working himself into a mass of nerves.

At last, when he sat down with his coffee; he'd foregone breakfast; he started to think more rationally. The prospect of what might happen was very exciting but this was very early in their relationship and it had been a good fifty years since he had done any courting – if this is what they were doing. He just didn't know how to go about it especially the accelerated version that seemed to be happening now. 

It was also obvious from what Masie had said that the intimate side of their married lives had been completely different. Hers had been open, experimental and energetic, whereas his had been reserved and restrained and conducted within quite narrow confines of Roses' acceptance. He wondered if the relationship did develop whether he would be able to live up to her expectations, or whether she would find him boring and limited and quickly tire of him.

'Whoa, you're getting a bit ahead of yourself,' he muttered, 'slow down George.' He shuddered as he said it. It had been one of Roses' humorous comments to him if she considered he was letting his imagination run away with him. Then of course there was Rose, or rather there wasn't. What would she think? Would she want him to have a fulfilling life or would she want him to dwell in the memory of their lives together?

The turmoil in his mind was getting to fever pitch. 'You need to give yourself a good talking to Lennard!' he muttered, another of Roses' sayings whenever he was indecisive or worried about something. 'After all, what is going to happen? She'll come round here and we'll watch a film together and if she or I get a bit excited then we'll see what happens. That's all. No big deal.'

Yeah Right!

For the rest of the morning he busied himself around his apartment, cleaning, dusting and polishing, things he didn't feel the need to do too often these days. He rarely had visitors or callers.

He looked at himself as he polished the mirror. 'Haircut.' he thought, he wanted to give a good impression so a trim wouldn't be amiss, and it would help take his mind off things if he went out for a while, so off he went.

On his way back he bought a bottle each of red and white wine as he felt it would be nice to offer a drink but he didn't know what her fancy was or even if she drank at all. He had beer and scotch at home so that was covered, and a drink might help relax them when she arrived. 

He tried to eat something at lunchtime but the butterflies in his stomach now resembled seagulls and a couple of mouthfuls of toast was all he could manage. He had heard Masie a couple of times through the seeming thin wall between them and he wondered if she was in a similar condition as himself. He doubted it very much as she had seemed quite outgoing and self-assured yesterday and was probably taking all this in her stride.

He'd showered carefully and taken a lot of care shaving and had dressed casually but smartly and sat and waited as the clock ticked slowly towards two thirty. He'd got some of the films out and decided he would let her chose which one she wanted to watch.

A couple of minutes to half past there was a light tap on his door. His heart was pounding as he answered it and Masie stepped into the hallway.

'I'm not too early am I?' Her voice was nervous and as Len looked at her he could see she was shaking slightly. His nerves evaporated.

'Are you alright Masie?' there was genuine concern in his voice. 'Come and sit down.' He took her arm and led her to the couch and repeated his question. 'Is anything wrong? Are you OK?'

She nodded and shook her head confused as to how to respond. She gave a nervous little laugh.

'Yes I'm fine'.

'Are you sure?' he said disbelievingly.

She nodded. 'Yes,' she paused, 'I'm just a bit nervous.'

'You? Nervous? I thought it would be just me.'

'Oh no,' she said, 'I didn't know how you would feel about it today. I had no idea if you would still want to and if I'm being honest I didn't know if I'd be able to go through with it.'

He laughed gently as he put his hand on hers. 'That makes two of us. I had exactly the same feelings and doubts myself and a couple of times I nearly knocked to give you some lame excuse about having to go out or something.' He looked straight at her. 'I'm glad I didn't though.'

She smiled gratefully at him. 'So am I.'

'It's all a bit...too pre-arranged really though isn't it.'

She nodded.

'Tell you what,' he said suddenly decisive, 'why don't I put these away and we'll settle for a drink and a bit of a natter?' He indicated the films as he spoke.

The look of grateful relief on her face told him all he needed to know. He put the films back in the cupboard and got her a glass of wine and himself a beer and sat beside her.

They sat and talked about everything and anything that came to mind, their previous partners, marriage generally, families, holidays, the apartments, Vera, and before they knew it a couple more beers had disappeared along with half the bottle of wine and the late afternoon light was fading.

It was nearly six o'clock when Len looked at his watch, painfully aware that his stomach had been growling at him for quite a while.

'Look Masie, I don't know about you but I couldn't eat a lot this morning and I'm starving now.'

She nodded. 'Me too.'

A sudden thought struck him. 'Have you eaten at that Italian restaurant in the High Street?' he asked.

She shook her head. 'No.'

'Fancy trying it with me then? As my guest of course.'

She smiled at him. 'It would be rude to refuse such a gracious invitation.' she said.

Two hours later saw them strolling arm in arm back from the restaurant discussing the various shops they passed, pausing to look in some windows. It had been an enjoyable meal and the only slightly discordant note had been over splitting the bill, but that was soon settled when Len would have none of it. As they approached the apartments Len gave her arm a little squeeze and was delighted to feel a squeeze back. He looked at her and smiled.

'This is nice.' he said, and it did feel nice, even right. She nodded.

'Are you watching that wildlife programme on telly this evening?' he asked.

When she said she was he suggested they watch together in his apartment. 'After all, there's still a drop of wine to finish!'

She laughed at him and squeezed his arm again.

'Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have your evil way with me Lennard?' she asked with mock seriousness.

He feigned shock at her question. 'Good heavens Matilda, just what sort of a man do you think I am?'

'A lusty one I hope.' came her softly spoken reply.

He stopped dead and turned to look at her. For a few seconds he just stared straight into her eyes before she pulled him into a shop doorway then pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him, a long warm gentle kiss that neither seemed in a hurry to end and which held so much promise. 

'Wow!' breathed Len softly as they eventually parted, 'what did I do to deserve that?'

She smiled and snuggled up against him with her head against his shoulder. They set off again but now his arm was round her waist holding her close.

Later, his arm was still round her when they were sitting snuggled up on his couch watching their programme but his concentration was elsewhere. They had kissed twice more since they had got indoors and now sitting close he kept glancing at her to confirm she was real and was really there. When the programme finished he turned to kiss her again and this time her arm went round his neck to pull him close. 

He was savouring her parted lips when she took her arm away and the next thing he felt was her hand gently resting on his crotch. He moaned into her mouth then felt his hand being guided to her breast which he cupped and started to caress. Her gentle manipulation of his cock resumed and continued for a few seconds before she pulled back slightly to look at him.

'Len,' she said very softly, 'please take me to bed.' then immediately placed her lips back on his.

He pulled back and just looked at her. Although he had been hoping for some intimacy, when this invitation came it took him by surprise.

'I'd love to,' he said softly, 'but what I'd really love is for you to stay with me tonight.'

It was her turn to just look at him. He went on, 'I'd love to cuddle you tonight and wake up with you beside me in the morning.'

She laughed softly. 'You don't want to see me first thing in the morning – I look a sight that would make your hair curl!'

'Yes I do.....and I don't believe you.'

There was a pause.

'Do you really want me to stay?'

He nodded. 'Yes.'

There was a slightly longer pause then, 'I'll need to pop back and get a couple of things.'

This far exceeded his hopes and his excitement was evident in the look he gave her. He gave her a quick peck on the lips then turned practical again.

'OK but what about Vera? If she sees you leaving here then coming back with a bag she'll have a field day!'

'I'll use the service landing then she'll never know.' was the conspiratorial answer.

When the apartment complex was built, a service balcony had been built at the back of the apartments at each landing level which joined to a staircase at the end of the block. It was there so people didn't have to take rubbish through their apartments and the communal bins were located near the bottom of the stairs. It was also a short cut to the residents car park at the rear of the building, and each of the apartments had a door from their kitchen area that opened onto it.

They kissed again then Masie made a great show of leaving by the front door and bidding Len goodnight in the sort of voice that would sure to attract certain peoples attention.

As soon as she left Len rushed to his bedroom and stripped the bed completely then remade it with fresh linen. Although it wasn't dirty he didn't want to risk anything putting her off, so he quickly dusted and tidied up as well.

---ooo---

About twenty minutes later the assistant manageress smiled as she looked at the small bank of screens placed discreetly beneath her desk. Although the security cameras outside the building were very obvious, those inside the building were virtually undetectable, but for reasons of safety and security, had been placed to cover all the communal areas within the building. The residents were unaware of these and the screens were not in their view from the part of her office they could access.

The number of people, both men and women, who used the service landing late at night to 'visit' other tenants was quite high and at weekends especially so. Sometimes there was proportionately more activity there than on the high street during the January sales.

She smiled as she watched Masie walk the twenty or so yards from her door to Lens'. It was the first time she had ever seen her on that landing at that time and was pleased that it was Len she was visiting. 'So it's Len is it?' she thought, 'Good.'

They were both likeable people and she got on well with them, more so than with some of the others who could at times be quite difficult. She thought Masie was, for her age, still strikingly beautiful which was confirmed by the number of suitors she had seen kept at arms length. 

A slight movement on one of the other screens caught her attention and a face peered briefly out from behind some heavy net curtains in one of the apartments that looked down the front of the row on the first landing. 'No need for neighbourhood watch here tonight Vera.' she muttered under her breath, 'it's all happening where you can't see it.'

---ooo---

Len saw Masie pass his kitchen window and quickly opened the door for her.

'OK?' he asked, 'did you get what you needed?'

She nodded and kissed him briefly, and he took her bag and helped her out of her coat.

'My goodness! What have you got in here?' he queried as he felt the weight of what he was carrying.

'Womens' things,' she said grabbing the bag, 'you don't think this happens naturally do you?' she asked pointing at her face.

Len laughed. 'I'm sure you don't need all that,' he said, 'it weighs a ton!'

'That's how much you know!' she said sticking her nose up in the air in a feigned snooty gesture.

They both laughed and Len pulled her towards him and put his arms round her. They kissed gently.

'Are you sure you want to do this?' he asked quietly. Her response was to take his hand and lead him towards his bedroom.

He had left the two bedside lights burning which gave the room a soft warming glow. She gave a quick appreciative glance round before pulling him to her and kissing him deeply. 

'Why don't we undress each other?' she said softly in his ear and reached to start pulling his casual top over his head. She was wearing a simple dress which buttoned up in the front from top to bottom and he made a move to start undoing them, but she pushed his hands away. 

'Not just yet.' she said reaching for his belt, and in fact it was not until he was standing in his underpants that she allowed him to start on her. As she had crouched down to removed his trousers she had placed a little kiss on the now very prominent bulge caused by his penis and smiled up at him. She stood up and indicated her buttons.

He started to undo them but had only done the top one when he felt her hand slide under the waistband of his pants to take hold of his penis. As she did she leaned forward and they kissed again, Len now aware of the sensory overload he was being subjected to.

He pulled back but she locked his eye with hers as he continued down her dress all the while just gently fondling his erection with her warm hand. When he reached her waist he glanced down at the gap he was opening expecting to see her bra but there was nothing except bare skin. He looked at her in surprise and she smiled back.

'Undo a couple more then put your hand inside and feel how wet my cunt is.' she said softly before resuming their broken kiss.

Her choice of words surprised him and his hand trembled as he followed her instruction and felt down her stomach expecting to feel her panties but there were none, just hair. As he pushed down through the soft curly foliage he felt her move slightly then he felt her lips, hot, parted and very wet. He slid over her little button and crooked his finger slightly upwards as he felt her opening and raised his eyebrows in a silent question as their lips parted and they looked at each other. 

She nodded then pulled him close as he pushed slowly but deeply into her, squeezing his penis as he did.

'Oohh yes!' she hissed softly into his ear, 'Oohh please! Yessssss! Please!'

She pulled back to look at him. 'Please make me cum!' It was a request hoarsely whispered to him as she began to move her crotch backwards and forwards on his finger.

He took hold of her wrist and pulled her hand out of his pants. Although she needed a climax he didn't want to yet as his powers of recovery were nowhere near what they used to be, and it was all getting too much for him. He pulled her towards him and continued to do what she had asked with her breathing and whispering into his ear as he did.

It wasn't long before her head went back and her eyes closed and a series of soft grunts came from her open mouth, each accompanied by a strong pulse on Lens buried finger.

As her climax diminished she lent against him still twitching and moaning softly, and he put his arm around her for support. He lowered her to sit on the edge of the bed his finger still inside her and bent down to kiss her softly as he withdrew it. All his married life Rose had not been enthusiastic about him tasting her or giving her oral sex, something Len wanted to do but was usually refused. A quick kiss on her closed cunt was all that he ever enjoyed and that was very infrequently.

He sensed there would be no such objection from Masie so he raised his wet hand to his mouth and sucked her juice from it. She smiled at him as he savoured her intimate taste and asked him if he liked it. 

'You'll never know how much.' he replied softly, then undid the rest of her buttons. As her dress opened wide he gazed in admiration at her naked body. He breasts were full and drooped slightly and were tipped with dark pink nipples from the centre of which stood lighter pink teats, erect like pencil rubbers. Her stomach was slightly proud but not fat and bore the marks of having borne children, and her dark hair at the joint of her thighs was neatly trimmed and again, liberally streaked with grey.

'My God, you're beautiful,' he breathed, 'you really are.'

He knelt in front of her and kissed her gently. 'Can I kiss you there?' he indicated with a glance down her body.

'I'd be disappointed if you didn't.' came the reply and she lay back, lifted her feet onto the bed and parted her thighs. He gazed at the sight before him. Her cunt was wet and her lips distended and open. Between them he could see the beginning of her pink interior and the little hair immediately around her opening was matted and stuck to her skin.

He carefully parted her labia and gently pulled the front of her opening upwards to reveal the little pink clitoris he knew would be there. Although he had never been able to examine Rose openly like this he was aware from films and books and feeling her what was where and what effect his fingers could have, but this was the first time he had seen the real thing this closely. 

He looked lower and even her anus was to his mind, neat and beautiful. Again, that was something else he had never been permitted to see properly, but here was a lovely woman giving him complete access to her most intimate parts, and it suddenly came home to him just what he had been missing.

He lent forward slightly and inhaled the musky scent of Masies' excitement before reaching out with his tongue to lick her lips. He hardened his tongue and pushed it into her to enjoy the slightly salty cream before pulling out and pushing the end up under the hood covering her button. He did this several times and each time could feel her react as the sensation hit her, then he pursed his lips and sucked her clitoris between them. 

He was in Heaven. His face and nose were wet from her, the taste was gorgeous and her reactions to his actions were exciting him beyond anything he could remember. 

Her twitching was becoming stronger then he felt her hands at the back of his head pulling his face hard into her crotch. She was jerking against him now which spurred him on to tongue her more roughly when she suddenly arched her back off the bed and went into another orgasm. 

'Push your tongue in...' was all he heard before her thighs clamped against his head and when he did once again felt the really strong contractions in her cunt. Her back remained off the bed for a few seconds, all the while her body was jerking softly, until she calmed down and sank back to the mattress.




Len and Masie Ch. 02



He pulled back from her glad of the chance to breathe again, when she lent forward and pulled him onto the bed beside her. She looked breathless and relaxed and looked at him as she gathered her composure.

Taking his face in her hands she kissed him deeply, not caring that her own cunt cream was being spread onto her face. She looked him straight in the eyes.

'I'm sorry,' she said gently, 'I got carried away. I haven't been touched like that for so long I couldn't help it.' She went on still breathlessly. 'Thank you so much Len, you are wonderful but I do hope I haven't been too much for you.'

He shook his head. She held his eyes with hers.

'The thing is,' she continued in almost a whisper, 'once I start cumming I can have several in a row, it's like being on a plateau, and the slightest thing can set me off again.'

Len smiled at her and suddenly took charge. 'What, like this?'

He reached down and started to gently rub her clitoris again so lubricated now with her cream. She moaned softly and opened her legs wide and half closed her eyes.

'You bastard, you lovely fucking bastard!' she groaned at him as the sensations began to affect her. He rubbed her gently and then harder as she pulled him towards her and started kissing his face. 'Oh God.' she gasped, her hips moving now in response to his fingers, then more urgently into his ear 'I'm cumming!' This time she did cry out but softly and her body shook visibly with each spasm as it passed through her. 

She pushed his hand away. 'No more ....pleeeeease!' It was not a command or request, more a plea, then her convulsions gradually began to die down.

She lay there with her eyes closed and her chest heaving from the exertion of three orgasms in quick succession and slowly calmed down. Len lent over and kissed her softly before laying down and cuddling her close.

'You are amazing,' he said, 'I've never seen anything like that before. Are you alright?'

She nodded. 'Just give me a minute or two and I'll be fine.'

His erection was painful now and he felt her hand reach over to rest on his pants. 

'Why don't you take those off.' she suggested so he reached down and removed them and was just going to drop them on the floor when she took them from him. She held them up and saw the large glistening wet patch his precum had made and smiled at him. 'You get as wet as I do.' she commented, 'I like that.'

'Do you really? I find it a bit embarrassing sometimes.'

He winced slightly as he felt her hand encircle his penis. She started moving it loosely up and down his shaft spreading his liquid along the whole length. 'Oh no,' she breathed, 'it's so slippery and hard and I'm going to love it inside me.'

She continued this for a few seconds but he knew he was so aroused it wouldn't be long before he came if she kept it up. He gently removed her hand telling her of the danger. She smiled and lay back into his arms.

'I'll take care of you in a little while then...' he was wondering what she meant when she went on her voice a whisper in his ear, '...then I'm going to fuck you rigid!'

His eyes opened wide as she said this and he pulled away to look at her. Even in their early, now comparatively innocent, sexual experimentation Rose had never been keen on 'gutter' language as she called it. But here was a woman, a lovely woman, exciting him both with the way she spoke and the movements of her crotch on his leg as she rubbed herself against him. 

'I'll get on top of you and slowly sink my cunt down on your cock, my very wet cunt on your lovely slippery cock, then I'll slowly start to fuck you. I'll sit upright so you can see my tits and hard nipples and play with them then I'll lean forward so they dangle in your face and you can suck on them. I'll kiss you and all the time we'll hear the sound of our wet fuck and smell ourselves.' 

Her voice had dropped to a hoarse whisper and her movements against his leg were getting stronger.

'I'll feel you getting close to your cum and that will take me up as well then I'll feel you jerking and your hot spunk spitting in me and you'll feel the contractions in my cunt milking it out of you.......Ooooh Goddddd....!!'

Her voice tailed off as she pulled him hard against her and he could feel the involuntary twitching of her body as she climaxed yet again. She had talked herself into an orgasm while using his leg to masturbate against.

It was as much as he could do to hold back his own. He had never in his wildest fantasies dreamt of a woman like this yet here she was laying on his bed beside him completely uninhibited and wanton.

'Fucking hell Masie you are unbelievable!' he whispered as she calmed down, wondering how much more of this he could take. He looked at his penis and the blob of white spunk at the end of it where he had only just managed to stop himself cumming.

'I'm not going to last more than a few seconds inside you.'

'Are you really that close?' she asked

'What do you think.' he said pointing at his cock

'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry,' she said, 'perhaps we should calm things down a bit. I get very carried away once I've started and it's been such a long time. It must be quite frightening for you but I don't want it to be.' She pushed herself up on her elbows. 'I'm going to the toilet but don't touch yourself at all 'til I come back. I want to taste that but if I do now I'll probably get a lot more than I bargained for!' She smiled at him as she got up then lent over and pecked him quickly on the lips. 'You're really lovely.' she said and steered a wobbly course out of the room.

Len watched her backside as she went and wondered what he had done to deserve this. It had never been anything vaguely like this with Rose. He lay there willing himself to think about other things which wasn't easy but eventually he was able to take his mind off what had just happened.

She came back a few minutes later and sat on the bed beside him. 'Better now?' she asked. He nodded. He looked down at himself and the spunk was still where she had seen it but he now noticed that a large patch of his pubic hair was wet and glistening from his own juice. 'I'd better go and clean up.' he said but was amazed when she ducked her head down and gently licked the sperm from the tip of his penis. She then took him fully in her mouth and he could feel all the tension rising again as her tongue danced round his glans and tried to enter his pisshole.

'Oh God Masie, no!' he grunted and to his relief she pulled away.

'You taste lovely,' she whispered, 'but I think we'd better fuck before you cum anywhere else.'

She climbed over him and held his penis upright as she lowered herself onto it. He could feel the warmth and wetness of her body as it enveloped him and she slowly slid down him until their hairs were pressed together. Once there she kept quite still for a little while but he could feel her clenching him with her cunt, much more strongly than he had imagined possible.

'God Masie that's fantastic.'

'Years of muscle training,' she replied softly, 'Freddy loved me to just milk him off like this.'

'I can imagine, but please not now!'

She stopped and once again Len got control of his body. She sat upright as she had promised and her breasts looked even more magnificent from that position than standing in front of hr. He reached up to them and began to caress them gently.

'Pinch my nipples,' she said, 'not to too hard to start with.'

He started to do what she wanted then she urged him on to do it harder until he was pinching them hard and her face was grimacing with the pain. 

'Oh God! Enough!' she cried then lent forward. 'Suck them!' 

He could feel the urgency in her movements on him and knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He pulled her to him and fastened his mouth round one distended teat and gently caressed the other with his fingers before swapping over to the other one.

Her strangled 'God! I'm so fucking high!' did it for Len who gave up trying to hold back and told her he was about to cum. Her reaction was to push herself up from him at the same time as pushing her cunt as hard down on his penis as she could. He could see the strain on her face as she tried to time her climax with his then she suddenly flopped down on him gasping loudly as she felt his hot sperm being ejected inside her.

Len lay there jerking and grunting softly as he emptied himself into her body and was startled by the fierceness of the spasms in her cunt, each matched by a gasp and soft groan in his ear. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her against him until they both lay there satisfied, relaxed and exhausted, but with him twitching each time he felt her clamp on his penis.

He kissed her softly and gently for a long time then told her he could feel what she was doing.

'Aftershocks Freddy used to call them, they're involuntary I'm afraid. I'm sorry.'

'Don't you ever apologise for anything,' he whispered, 'you're wonderful.'

They lay there joined intimately for a few minutes before she made a move to get off. He held her tightly and asked her to stay where she was.

'I must be suffocating you,' she said, 'and it's a bit messy down there.'

He laughed gently.

'No you're not, and I've got some tissues here when we need them. Please stay on me for a little longer.'

She snuggled her head back into his shoulder.

'You know Len, I never thought I could be like this again after Freddy. I thought this had ended with him.' She crooked her head to look at him. 'Thank you for showing me it hadn't.' she whispered before craning her neck to kiss him again.

Len didn't think it was possible to feel any better than he just did but her words boosted him even further.

They separated and cleaned themselves up and individually used the toilet than settled back in bed.

'Are you sure you want me to stay?'

He looked at her quizzically. 'What do you mean?'

'Well,' she hesitated, 'now it's over do you still want me here?'

'Masie, I don't want you going anywhere,' he paused, '....ever.'

She looked at him wide-eyed.

'We'll talk in the morning,' he continued, 'now turn over, cuddle up and go to sleep.'

She opened her mouth to say something but he blocked it with a kiss.

'In the morning.' he said.

She turned on her side and snuggled back into the warmth of his body. He could feel her against him soft and warm and her buttocks against his now soft penis, and gently kissed her back and shoulders. The last thing he remembered was her taking his hand and cupping it over her breast.....



Len and Masie Ch. 03



For USA readers, the word 'fanny' has a different meaning in UK to over there.  Here it means pussy.

*

Len woke a couple of times during the night and felt strange, pleasantly strange, then he felt Masie beside him and the memories of a few hours earlier came flooding back. He snuggled up against her warm body and her deep breathing was interrupted as he once again took hold of her breast. He gently pressed his lips against her shoulder not wishing to disturb her further but a soft 'Mmmm....thank you' was succeeded by her returning to sleep.

He lay there for a while listening to her, feeling her warmth and her gentle heartbeat, and felt totally content. Tonight had been an experience for him, one he had never thought possible and it made him slightly sad to think that this was what his married life could have been like if only Rose had been as open minded as this lovely person laying beside him.

His thoughts turned to Albert and he felt himself inwardly cringe. It had been exciting, very exciting, and the thought still was, but now he felt as if in some way he had betrayed Masie even though it had all happened before any of this.

He desperately wanted a relationship with her but was frightened that his association with his friend might be a barrier. He could either keep it to himself or he could tell all, but again how would Albert feel to be suddenly cast aside? If he was being honest it was also something Len wanted to continue -- but not at the expense of losing Masie.

But again, was there a future for them? He had declared his thoughts before falling asleep but now felt perhaps he shouldn't have. It was a serious consideration at any age and he knew they would discuss it soon now she had heard him. Perhaps she didn't want that. Perhaps she would prefer a more relaxed, flexible relationship.

'Slow down George' ran through his brain. He was getting ahead of himself. 'Think about it in the morning.' and with that he dozed off again.





Len and Masie Ch. 04



They sat in their dressing gowns eating toast at the little table in his kitchenette. The thought flashed through Lens' mind that it was the first time anyone had sat opposite him here since he had moved in, and her company felt pleasantly strange. It felt right.

They talked about a lot of things, just chatting about easy stuff and tip-toeing carefully around what both knew needed to be said. 

Len was nervous and tried hard not to show it but he couldn't sit still for long and was up and down to get a spoon, or something from the fridge, or some more water for the teapot, anything to distract him from having to discuss last night or any of its implications. 

He wanted to, he wanted to ask her how she felt about the two of them, where she thought it might be going, how would she feel about them becoming a couple, but he was afraid of what he might hear. He knew she had implied taking things further last night but had that been the heat of the moment speaking and did she still feel the same now?

Underlying this even more was his fear of how she might react to his relationship with Albert. Now more that ever he wanted to be with her but the fear of how she might feel if -- or rather when -- she found out was an ever growing spectre hanging over him.

He was suddenly aware of a break in the conversation and he inwardly cursed himself for not having followed it more carefully. He looked at her and saw a wariness in her eyes that hadn't been there a few minutes ago.

'Len......is something bothering you?'

He started. How did she know?

'You've been very distracted since we sat down.' She paused. 'Is it us? Have I gone too far too fast?'

Her hand came across the table to rest on his and her soft touch started him crumbling inside. If he was ever going to hope for a future with this wonderful woman he had to tell her now. If she was horrified by his revelation it was better it ended here rather than later and besides he didn't feel he would be able to carry his secret for much longer.

He looked at her and saw the concern in her eyes and knew at once that she wanted the same as him, to be together. 

'Was last night it?' she asked quietly, 'Was that all of it?'

His eyes widened. She thought he had just wanted the sex.

'NO,' he said earnestly almost shouting, 'no!'

He took her hand and held it tight.

'No.......nothing like that.' He paused and looked at her intently. He went on.

'I would like to hope there a chance for us to be together .....but I don't know how you feel.'

He just looked at her.

'Am I pushing you too hard Masie?' he asked softly.

He could see her relax and a little smile came to her lips. She shook her head slowly.

'No you're not pushing me hard. If I'm honest it is me who has been the more demanding since we started.......well, you know.'

Her cheeks started to colour as she spoke and it was obvious that there was a time and a place to be forthright about desires and needs but this wasn't it. 

'You are a very kind and attentive man and I would love to be with you as my companion and lover......but only if that's what you want as well.'

'Oh Masie,' he said hesitantly and took a deep breath. 'I've always believed that being upfront with people was best and before you say any more there is something I have to tell you.'

He saw the fear begin to creep back into her eyes again and her hand retreated back across the small table. He sought to reassure her but with the realisation that it might just be letting her down a little more gently than otherwise.

'I want to be with you in every way but you need to know something right from the start.'

The solemnity of her face told him she was expecting to be told it wasn't a possibility. He reached across to her but she sat back in the seat, her hand out of reach.

He told her about Albert. He didn't fill in all the details, he didn't want to distress her any more than was necessary, but he omitted nothing that was relevant to her understanding what had happened. His dialogue was faltering at times and he looked pleadingly at her for some sort of reaction either condemnation or encouragement from time to time but there was none. 

She was not making it easy for him but he thought it was probably no more than he deserved. They had spent a glorious night together and here he was blowing it all to pieces with his sordid little tale.

When he finished he just sat and looked at her forlornly. 

'I'm sorry I had to tell you all this Masie,' he said softly, 'and I wouldn't blame you if you didn't want to have anything more to do with me. But I couldn't live with myself if I didn't tell you and I am so so sorry that it ever happened.'

She sat in silence for a while shaking her head and Len could visualise her walking out and not speaking to her again.

'I don't believe it.' She said softly, almost as if to herself.

'I'm so sorry Masie but it is the truth and I had to tell you now before......'

Her light laugh stopped him dead.

'No I didn't mean it like that.' She smiled at him. 'I believe everything you said.'

She lent forward again and took his hand.

'It must have taken a great deal of courage to tell me that and I admire you for it.' She paused and smiled at him. 'What I can't believe is how alike you and Freddy are....or is that were? I don't know. It doesn't matter.'

Her tone and manner were so different to a few seconds ago he could only sit and look at her in amazement. And with renewed hope.

'You're amazed that I'm not storming out of here aren't you.'

He nodded. 

'Well I'm not and I'll tell you why.'

She stopped and looked down at the crumbs on her plate obviously collecting her thoughts.

'I've told you a little of my marriage and how I took a lot of trouble to make sure Freddy only wanted me and it worked. We were inseparable lovers and he never had eyes for anyone else and neither did I. I was happy, very happy.'

She paused and arranged the crumbs with her finger.

'Then one night just after we had finished making love he came out with something that shook me to the core. He told me that he had been seeing someone else - another man. When I asked him what he meant he told me that they had 'made love' on several occasions and when pressed he told me everything.'

The crumbs were being rearranged on the other side of the plate now. She looked up at him.

'Len my world fell apart.' she said simply.

His heart lurched and he wanted to reach out and hold her and comfort her like he had earlier but caution made him wait.

'I didn't know what to do,' she went on, 'I had no one I could turn to or talk to and even if I had, in those days it was not as acceptable as it is now so I wouldn't have been able to say anything anyway. I felt wretched and blamed myself for not being enough for him. I had let him down and caused him to do it.'

She laughed almost sadly.

'It was a wonderful way to lose weight. I couldn't eat or sleep properly despite him constantly and earnestly reassuring me it was nothing I had done or hadn't done.'

She stopped and just looked at him and he urged her to continue with is eyes.

'He was particularly attentive to me after that, little gifts galore and nothing was too much trouble but our lovemaking suffered badly.' 'We still made love very frequently but it was more just like having sex for me now, and he could sense it. There was little joy in it for me and after a while we just stopped.'

There was a long pause and her eyes dropped again.

'He still cuddled me in bed and tried to assure me that it wasn't my fault, that it was just something in him, and he kept trying to persuade me to take him again. We did try but it was no use, worse than before we stopped so we slowly drifted apart, physically I mean.'

'I still kept house for him and entertained as before and to outward appearances everything was fine. But he and I knew it wasn't.'

He voice dropped to almost a whisper.

'Then one evening we sat down and discussed parting, a separation, and that was the first time I had ever seen him cry.'

She looked up and Len could see the tears in her eyes. He made to get up but she stopped him. 

'Let me finish. Please.'

'At first I thought he was just doing it for the effect and I got so mad with him I hit him. He didn't even try to push me away as I hit him over and over.'

A little sob escaped as she said this and Len was on his feet in an instant.

'No please.' She said putting her hand up. He sat down again.

'Every bit of my hurt and disappointment and anger came out at that moment and I wanted to hurt him as much as I felt he had hurt me. I was demented and scratched and gouged him and pulled clumps of his hair from his head and.....and......he just let me.'

Another sob accompanied the tears that were falling from her face but she still shook her head when he got up to comfort her.

'Masie please stop. No more sweetheart please.'

But she shook her head.

'I need to let this out. It's been inside too long.'

'When I eventually ran out of energy I flopped onto the floor and he picked me up and carried me upstairs. He laid me on the bed and undressed me tenderly and covered me with the bedding before going to wash the blood from his face.'

Another pause.

'When he came to bed he cuddled me from behind and just whispered how sorry he was. I could feel his tears on my back and that did it. I rolled over and started kissing him and when I saw what I had done to him I was horrified.'

She brushed her cheeks.

'I couldn't believe what I had done to someone I loved so much, hurt him so badly, scarred him so viciously. I kept kissing him and telling him I was sorry and he just said it was alright and held me tight.'

A sob accompanied this last statement.

'I wanted to show him how much I loved him so I climbed over him and made love to him. I made love to him. And it was so wonderful. It was as if I was reasserting my rightful position in his life, this other person just didn't matter, they were unimportant.'

She reached into her bag and pulled some tissues out to wipe her eyes and blow her nose, and there was a long pause before she went on.

'Everything got back on an even keel between us after that and I realised that he did still love me in the same way as he always had. This other thing, this man, was just something inside him he needed to do from time to time but he always came home to me and he always loved me.'

She looked at him. He could see her self-assurance returning and her voice was stronger now. She even managed a little smile as she reached across the table to take his hand. 

'From that day on he was never a threat and neither is what you have just told me.'

She held his hand a little tighter.

'If it is something you need or want from time to time then I wouldn't want you to stop. I made that mistake once and won't again.'

Len could not believe his ears. A few moments before he had resigned himself to losing her forever but here she was saying everything was alright between them. He started to say something but she stopped him.

'Len,' she said very softly, ' I do want to be with you, just as much as I think you want to be with me. What we had last night was wonderful and having had that excitement in my life again I don't want to just let it slip away.'

Now he got up and walked round the table to cuddle her. He bent down and kissed the top of her head and said gently 'Neither do I.'

He held her close and felt her arm go round his back and pull him to her tightly with the side of her face pressed against his stomach. They didn't move for a few minutes than gently untangled themselves for Len to bend down and kiss her lovingly on her lips.

'So what happens next?' he asked, 'where do we go from here?'

Suddenly it was all business-like again.

'Well, I'm going to get dressed then I'm going back to my flat for a while and then I'm going out to do some shopping for our dinner tonight.'

He looked at her a little surprised.

'You come around sevenish and I'll have it all ready for us.'

'Are you sure?' he asked, 'can I bring anything, wine or something?'

'Just your toothbrush.' she replied with a smile.

He pulled her up gently and cuddled her to him. He had never felt such relief, it was as if a weight had been lifted from him and he felt almost lightheaded. They kissed long and deep, their bodies pressed tight to each other and it wasn't long before he felt himself stiffening.

She felt it too and pressed her crotch hard against his.

'Would you like to go back to bed for a little while?' she whispered.

He nodded and stared as she unfastened the cords of both their gowns and opened them wide. When she pulled him to her again he felt the softness and warmth of her, her soft breasts pressing against him and her hair pushing against his penis.

'Oh yes please.' he breathed into her mouth as their lips met again.



Len and Masie Ch. 05



As they entered the bedroom Masie stopped and turned to face him. Looking straight into his eyes she shucked the gown from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood there apprehensively awaiting his response, the first time he had been able to look at her closely without touching, offering herself for his gaze and reaction.

His sharp intake of breath and soft moan relaxed her slightly but his barely audible 'God, you are beautiful!' set her completely at ease.

'Sorry it's not much to look at.' she said looking down at her body and he laughed softly as he took her in his arms and kissed her gently.

'You are the most beautiful person I have ever set eyes on.'

'Huh!' she snorted with feigned annoyance. 'Get off with you! You're only saying that so you can get into my knickers!'

He stepped back slightly and with equally feigned indignation said

'Madam! What do you take me for?! What sort of a man do you think I am?!"

Pulling her close again he went on.

'Anyway, I've already been inside your knickers and it was jolly nice thank you very much!' He looked up at the ceiling. 'But as I recall, you didn't have any on last night!'

She laughed and playfully smacked his arm before pulling his head to her shoulder.

'Oh Len,' she said softly, 'you are so lovely to be with.'

'So are you Masie.'

With her hands behind his neck she pulled back to look at him. He could feel her pubis pressed against his and her nipples pressed into his chest but for all of this his penis was shrinking back to it's normal state.

'So, what sort of a man do I think you are?' she mused. 'Let me think.' She screwed up her face as if in fierce concentration making him laugh.

It briefly occurred to him that only half an hour before he had been petrified that he would lose her but now here she was happy and relaxed in his arms joking with him. He couldn't remember feeling so happy.

'Well,' she went on thoughtfully, 'you are a kind, warm-hearted person, a gentle and caring man and someone who has given me more hope beyond my dreams for the future.'

She suddenly looked at him anxiously.

'I'm sorry, I didn't mean.......I wasn't.........'

Len silenced her with his finger on her lips.

'Shhhhh,' he said softly, 'I know what you meant, and since yesterday I have been having similar thoughts myself'

He went on more seriously. 

'The only thing is Masie darling.......'

He stopped and it was his turn to look at her anxiously with wide eyes.

'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that.........' but was silenced by her smile before she rested her head on his chest. He could feel her shake it a couple of times before she pulled back and looked at him.

'No, it's lovely. I have so missed having someone feel that way about me.'

She leaned forward and kissed him gently for a long time.

'Shall we lay down and cuddle?'

He nodded and dropped his gown before laying beside her and taking her in his arms.

They said nothing for a little while, content to just lay together her head on his shoulder touching his face. Her skin felt warm against his and the sound of her breathing further reminded him of what had been missing for so long. He pulled her close and she twisted to look at him.

'Penny for them?' 

He smiled. His thoughts were in turmoil at the moment and the highs and lows of the last 24 hours had rolled over him like a train. Not even in his wildest dreams or fantasies had he ever thought about anything like this, but here he was, cuddling the most wonderful person he had met in a long time, and still recovering from the wildest sex he had ever experienced.

Roses' reserve would never have permitted the openness and sheer intensity of last night he thought with a tinge of regret. He cleared his throat more to disguise a slight lump in it than out of necessity.

"I was just wondering where we go from here,' he said softly

She pulled slightly away and lifted her head to look at him intently.

'Where do you want it to go?' It was a hesitant question and a slightly anxious look appeared on her face. 

He looked at her and smiled before caressing her face gently.

'Last night was something I would never even have dreamt of......and I hope it isn't going to disappear as quickly as it arrived. A one-off.' 

He paused.

'I would love us to be together but I am frightened that we might burn out.........or that I might not be able to always meet your expectations or needs.'

Now it was his turn to look anxious until she leaned forward and kissed him softly and gently.

'You silly man!' she said softly, 'you would never disappoint me like that. I know last night was a bit hectic........' he could hear the smile in her voice,'.....but I think we both had a bit of catching up to do. It wouldn't always be like that. I promise. It couldn't be!' she said with some conviction. 'Not at our age!'

He smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder again.

'And I would like to be with you if you would have me.'

They lay in a comfortable silence again happy and content with each other.

'Now then,' she said getting all practical and pushing herself up from him, 'what would you like for dinner tonight?'

'Well.......'he said pushing his head into the pillow and studying the ceiling for a few seconds, '......let's see. I wouldn't mind caviar to start with then lobster followed by a nice pavlova! And a decent bottle of wine wouldn't go amiss!'

She pulled away and looked at him intently.

'Ah...em....OK.......beans on toast it is then!'

He laughed out loud and pulled her close again. Not only was she a lovely woman but she was fun to be with as well. Life could be very pleasant with her beside him.

He kissed the top of her head.

'I'd love anything with you especially beans on toast on one condition.'

She looked at him expecting him to say he'd bring some drink but was a little surprised when he pushed his face into the pillow and his lips to her ear.

'That after dinner I can fuck you!'

Now it was her turn to laugh, long and hard.

'Why, you lovely dirty old man! Of course you can fuck me, I'd be very disappointed if you didn't.'

'In fact,' she went on, 'you can fuck me whenever you want.'

He leaned towards her and they kissed, their lips pressed together for a long time. Len could feel himself hardening again which didn't go unnoticed by the woman pressed against him. He twitched slightly as her fingers curled round it but the kiss continued unbroken. When they did part she looked into his eyes.

'Looks like this little fellow is coming back to life again.'

She continued to caress him and he ran his hand down her back to her buttocks. As he felt round her hip towards her crotch she lifted her knee and opened her thighs for him. He pushed his fingers gently through her hair and into the space between her legs marvelling at the heat he encountered. As he touched her lips her eyes closed and her breathing slowed.

'Oh yes,' she whispered at him, 'yes.'

He pushed a little way inside then felt forward for her clitoris feeling her twitch and gasp softly as he found it. He rubbed it gently lubricating it with the slick moisture now gathering at her lips and she pushed her head back and groaned.

'Oh Len,' she said barely audibly, 'please take me again before I go.'

'I will..........but I might not be able to finish.'

She suddenly stiffened.

'Oh god, I'm being selfish. I'm so sorry Len.'

She started pulling away from him but he held her tighter.

'Don't be silly. Do you think I won't enjoy it all the same?'

She was pushing against him quite forcefully now.

'No, it's not fair.'

He held her tighter.

'I love being inside you, 'he said softly, 'and I want to now. I'd just like to save my fireworks for tonight.'

'No, it's selfish.'

Suddenly he pushed her flat on the bed and lay on top of her. She could feel his penis hard against her pubis and he could feel her hair on his glans.

'A moment ago you said I could fuck you whenever I want. Did you mean that?'

She lay still and then nodded slowly.

'But......'

'But nothing. I want to now.'

She looked at him then slowly opened her legs. He pulled back slightly then moved slowly forward, his glans naturally finding her splayed wet lips and kept moving easily until he was fully inside her. Again it was an experience that he would never get enough of and the feeling of this lovely woman giving herself so freely to him was wonderful.

He rested in her for a moment and felt her legs wrap round his and her arms round his back before he started to move gently in her. She was so wet he slid effortlessly in her body and her head went back into the pillow, her eyes shut now. He could feel her juice on his balls as they hit her gently with each thrust

'Oh Len,' she whispered, 'oh God, this is so good.'

He started moving more forcefully until he was fucking her hard and she was gasping loudly.

'Fuck! Fuck!............Fuck me hard............as hard as you can!' she groaned, he body rocking on the bed under his onslaught. The sound of their fuck was as loud as her breathing and spurred them both on.

'Go on!'

He could sense her orgasm was not far off so he thrust into her even harder then dropped his head and sought out a nipple with is mouth. He sucked it in and closed his teeth on it causing her to gasp out loud and pull his head tight to her.

'You bastard! You beautiful bastard!'

He could feel his own approaching so he left her breast and pushed himself up to look down at her and stopped his movements completely. She opened her eyes and looked at him.

'Don't! Don't stop! Please!!' she implored earnestly, her crotch grinding against him desperately seeking her release. He shook his head.

'If I finish now I probably won't be able to tonight.' he paused, 'And I do so want to just go to sleep with you again afterwards.'

'Oh god Len! Please don't leave me like this!'

He suddenly pulled out of her and moved quickly down the bed to place his face against her open cunt. Pulling her lips wider with his fingers he started to lap at the moisture that had flowed so freely from her before pressing his tongue into her as deep as he could. Finding her clitoris, her exposed little pink button, he pressed his flattened tongue against it and just moved his head from side to side quickly and continuously.

He was rewarded seconds later with her knees lifting towards her chest and her hands pulling him tight to her as she convulsed noisily over and over as her orgasm ran it's course.

As she calmed down her body relaxed and she let go of his head. He moved up the bed to lay beside her and cuddled her close, his penis wet and hard against her thigh, and his face wet inches from hers.

She turned to look at him.

'Thank you,' she breathed, 'I needed that so badly.' She reached over and caressed his face. 'But what about you?'

He smiled at her before kissing her softly. 'Tonight.'

She reached under her bottom and felt the bed.

'I'm sorry, I've wet the sheet again.'

He laughed.

'Just a little more to add to last night........but this time it's all your doing!' he said with mock severity. ---------

A little while later they had dressed and she was ready to go home.

'What time shall I come round tonight?'

'About seven would be nice.'

'Can I bring anything.....apart from my toothbrush?'

She smiled. 'No, just your appetite and your enthusiasm.'

He headed towards the rear door but she just stood still.

'Len', she said, 'are you at all ashamed or embarrassed by what we've done?'

He turned to her in astonishment.

'Good God no!!' he exclaimed. 'Why do you ask?' He paused and asked in a quieter voice 'Are you?'

She shook her head. 'No not at all.'

She went on. 'It's just that people are soon going to know about us......if we are together that is,' she added quickly, 'and I wondered how you would feel about it.'

He came and stood in front of her.

'I would be proud to have you on my arm Masie, and I don't mind anyone knowing.' He added as an afterthought, 'But it might be difficult for me to keep the silly grin off my face.'

She smiled. 

'In that case I think I will leave by the front door and I would be obliged if you would come to mine this evening.'

'Are you sure?'

She nodded. 'Yes.'

'I'll see you out.'

As he held the door open for her and she stepped out, she turned and kissed him lingeringly on the lips, a lovers parting kiss.

'I'll see you at seven.'

Neither of them bothered about the curtain twitching at the end of the landing.

---

Major Alex Goodwin (retired) was engrossed in the Telegraph in the communal lounge. Of upright bearing and neat appearance as befitted his former status, he was searching the obituary columns for any name he might recognise. A daily duty to make sure he didn't send any Christmas card unnecessarily.

A few seats away and at a slight angle to him, as she was every morning, sat Millie Thompson similarly hidden behind the Guardian and to all intents and purposes, studying it intently. Only she wasn't. Her sole reason for sitting where she did was that it afforded her surreptitious glances at the Major for whom she had long held suppressed feelings. She always dressed smartly in the hopes that he would take an interest in her but up to now these had been slightly forlorn.

She admired everything about him, his upright bearing, his tidy appearance, his pleasant friendly manner, but above all his neatly trimmed silver moustache. 'That could do wonders to a woman's parts.' she thought to herself deliciously.

The peace and quiet was shattered by the door bursting open and sudden appearance of Vera on a mission. A slight woman with a high-pitched voice it was nearly at falsetto level as she relayed her news.

'You'll never guess what!' she exclaimed with uncontrolled excitement, 'I've just seen Matilda leaving Lennards' apartment and she kissed him and she had a bag and she must have been there all night!' The words tumbled out in a rush.

Behind his paper the Major turned to Millie with a look of surprise on his face. This was matched by Millie's and a little shake of her head. It was as much news to her as it was to him.

'I wonder what they were doing and what his wife would have said if she was here. And what about her husband? He wouldn't have been very pleased at all..............'

She prattled on at some length and the Major eventually raised his eyes to heaven, then gave a deliberate wink at Millie before flicking the corner of his paper down and looking at the excited bearer of the news.

'They've been together for a few weeks now,' he said before retiring behind his paper again, 'I'm surprised you didn't know.'

A muffled cough covered the sudden laugh Millie fought to control.

'Didn't you know?' she asked flicking down her paper. 'Everyone else seems to.'

Vera's face was a picture. It was as if the world had just disappeared from beneath her feet.

'What.......how......when......' she faltered not willing to believe her ears.

'Oh yes.......weeks' smiled the Major from behind the paper.

Totally crestfallen, Vera turned and shuffled out of the room muttering to herself about selfish people keeping things to themselves, her party cracker having been well and truly pissed on.

As she left the Major and Alex afforded each other a big grin.

'Len and Masie eh? Well good luck to them.'

Millie nodded. 'Yes.' she said. Oh that moustache!

Turning back to the obituaries the thought crossed the Major's mind as it had many times before, as to what she would be like in bed.

---

At a few minutes after seven a smartly dressed Len knocked on Masies' door, a bottle of wine in one hand, a bunch of flowers in the other and his toothbrush lodger discretely in his shirt pocket.



Len and Masie Ch. 06



He glanced long the landing and saw the curtain quickly fall back into place in Vera's window. He smiled and gave a little wave just as Masie's door opened.

'Neighbourhood watch?' she asked.

Len nodded and stepped inside. 'Well....it'll give her something to gossip about later.'

'Do you mind? Does it bother you?' she asked a little anxiously.

He laughed softly, 'Not in the slightest,' he paused, 'at least not for me but I do worry about you.'

'Huh!' she snorted, 'I long ago gave up worrying what other people think. If they have a problem with us it is theirs not mine.' 

She mused for a bit. 'I wonder how long it is since she had an orgasm!'

'Ooh don't' said Len shuddering dramatically, 'it doesn't bear thinking about!'

It was the first time he had been in any other apartment than his own and he was surprised at how different it was. Even though they were mirrored images of each other, the different décor and furniture made a world of difference and were distinctly more feminine.

'This is lovely,' he said as he looked around.

'Why, thank you kind sir.' she smiled with a little curtsey

She led him into her lounge and sat him down to a small table on which was a bowl of crisps and two empty glasses. The smell of cooking from the little kitchen was wonderful and made him realize just how hungry he was. She got some wine and beer from her fridge and when poured they toasted each other.

'That smells lovely.' he said.

'Yes, Freddy always said I was good at cooking as well! I can't imagine what he meant!'

They laughed together, totally relaxed in each other's company, until the growling in Len's stomach became quite obvious. She stood up to go to the kitchen but he caught her hand and looked her up and down.

'I have wonderful memories of that dress.' He said softly. She was wearing the same button up dress from the other evening.

'It's my easy access dress,' she said, 'feel.' She stood right in front of him with her legs slightly apart.

'Go on.'

He put his hand gently on her knee and looking up at her ran his hand slowly up inside the dress. As he got towards the top of her thigh he hesitated but she nodded encouragement so he carried on. She was not wearing any panties and he groaned softly as his fingers came into contact with her hair. Again he hesitated.

'Go on, touch me.'

He barely heard her softly spoken request but moved his hand to between her thighs until he was resting against her slit. She was a little damp but not as wet as he had often felt and seen her, and he saw her eyes close as he ran his fingertips along the crevice a few times.

'Oh Len don't tease me,' she implored with a whisper, 'go inside........please'

He pushed his middle finger between her lips and as he entered her he felt the abundance of moisture that had accumulated inside. She was as hot and wet as he had come to expect and he fingered her deeply for a few seconds before she pulled away. He looked up in surprise but before he could say anything she had bent down and kissed him fully on the lips.

'Later,' she said softly, 'we'll have a wonderful dessert.'

'Now who's teasing?' he said as he brought his fingers to his mouth deliberately looking her in the eye as he sucked them clean.

'A little hors d'ouvres for you.' she smiled.

'Roll on dessert!' he smiled back.

It was a lovely meal and confirmed that her husband's statement about her cooking was justified. They had chatted amiably while they ate but there was no denying the underlying excitement and anticipation they both felt, heightened by the frequent touching of hands across the table.

When all was consumed he sat back in his chair and with a smile asked 'That was a lovely meal Masie but what's next?'

'Washing up!' she replied quickly watching the smile disappear from his face. She laughed. 'I'm only joking. Let's just stack these in the washer and sit comfortably for a while.'

They cleared away and sat together on the settee. His trousers felt a little tighter round the waist than they had earlier so he asked if she minded if he loosened his belt. Her reply came as a surprise.

'Do whatever you want to be comfortable Len, loosen whatever........or take it off if you want!'

He looked at her in surprise.

Well' she said, 'clothes sometimes just get in the way don't they. Freddy always used to say.........' she stopped suddenly. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't keep on about.....'

He interrupted her. 'Don't Masie', he said softly, 'we know this will happen for both of us from time to time. We can't just blot things from our memory and we can't worry about walking on eggshells.'

She smiled at him. 'Thank you.' she said simply.

'Now what was that you were saying about clothes getting in the way?'

She smiled at him again. 'Well Freddy and me used to be naked in the house together whenever we could, it meant we could see and touch each other as we pleased and it very often led to us making love or touching each other wherever we were.'

'It's just that if we are going to be together tonight I wondered if you might like for us to be naked together from now.' She went on quickly 'If you'd rather not........'

'Are you kidding?!' he interrupted, 'I'd love to .......but only one condition.'

She looked at him enquiringly.

'That we undress each other.'

And they slowly did.

As her breasts came into view he drew in his breath sharply. The sight of her nipples never failed to excite him and now with her teats solid and proudly sticking up from her pink areolae was no exception 

'God, you are fantastic.' he breathed as he looked at them.

'Do you like them?'

He nodded and she pulled his head towards them. 'Taste me.'

He did and found she had anointed them with her own juice.

As he sucked hungrily she held his head tightly on her she bent down to kiss the top of his head and whisper words of encouragement to it. She pulled back and let her dress drop to the floor and once again stood naked in front of him.

'Oh Masie.' he said simply

'Your turn now,' she said encouraging him to his feet. He stood and she started to remove his clothes. When she got to his underpants there was a small wet patch in the front where his hardness was tenting the material. She looked up at him and smiled as she knelt down and pulled the waistband out and over his erection letting his pants slide to the floor.

She took his cock in her hand and inspected it before gently kissing the weeping tip and licking her lips, then engulfed his swollen helmet in her mouth. He flinched as she did and as her tongue started to caress the underside of his glans he had to pull away quickly or the evening would have been over there and then. He gently lifted her to her feet and kissed her softly but firmly on the lips aware that she was pressing her body hard to his.

'Shall we go to the bedroom?' he asked quietly and without waiting for her reply took her hand and led her there. Again it was similar to his apart from the more delicate décor and bedding, and the bedside lights were on casting a warm glow around the room. He noted with interest that her bed as against the same wall as his so they were sleeping within inches of each other.

Once inside she seemed to take charge and told him to lay face up on the bed. When he did she clambered up over him and facing his feet crouched down over his face. It was a sight to behold. Her lips were swollen and wet and slightly parted so he could see a little of the pink inside. Her hair was a mixture of dark and grey and immediately round her slit was wet and stuck to her skin.

'You are beautiful.' he said softly and she lowered herself slowly down to him until he could reach her with his tongue. He heard her sigh as he started lapping her and reached up to pull her wide open before pulling her down onto his face. The sound of her groaning was accompanied by the involuntary movements every time he licked her clitoris and he felt rather than saw her fall forward along his body as he concentrated on it. 

He felt his penis once again being enveloped by her mouth but he reached down quickly to pull her off.

'No!' he grunted into her cunt, 'not yet.'

He sucked and licked at her madly now, needing her to cum before she sucked him again, holding her hips and pulling her hard to him. He could feel she was close but not quite there and a sudden dirty thought came to him. Just above his nose was her little darker crinkled hole, so far an unexplored area, but he now took his hand and just lightly brushed a finger across it.

The gasp and jerk told him all he needed to know and he did it again and again with a little more pressure each time. Her orgasm was a powerful one accompanied with some guttural grunts and profanities with her cunt pulsing hard against his mouth. He felt her ejaculate into it and swallowed as much as he could, a tasteless watery liquid he thought at first was her piss.

After a few seconds she stilled and climbed off to flop down beside him covered in a light sheen of sweat.

'God,' she breathed huskily, 'you are fantastic.' She turned to him and draped her arm across his chest. 'Where did you learn to do that?'

'Did you mind?' he asked anxiously.

She buried her face in his neck and shook her head, breathing heavily. 'It was wonderful. I've always loved being touched there.'

He cuddled her as her breathing slowed and she asked him if he liked his bottom played with.

'I don't know,' he said, 'it's never happened before.'

'Not even when you've been taking care of yourself?'

He shook his head, 'It was never mentioned and I think Rose would have been upset if I had tried it.'

He paused as he cuddled her closer his penis still hard with a silvery strand of precum hanging to his hair.

'Our life was not like this,' he nodded down their bodies, 'it was very reserved by comparison.'

She snuggled closer. 'Tell me' she said softly, 'That's if you want to.' She added quickly looking at him.

He smiled at her. 'Well, you know how it is when you are first married.....we couldn't get enough of each other,' he laughed softly at the memory, 'and it was like that for some time. But it was always......a bit reserved if you know what I mean.'

'She never wanted to be particularly experimental and those things I did persuade her to try she didn't really enjoy and I could see she was doing it just for me.' He paused. 'I didn't want to upset her so we just stuck to what she enjoyed most which compared to the last few days was not very exciting.'

'I'm sorry Len.' she said, 'I didn't mean for you to compare.'

'No no, we were quite happy and enjoyed what we did. Then the kids came along, a boy first then a girl and it seemed we never had time for sex or we were too tired.' He paused. 'Oh, we did manage it from time to time but I rather got the feeling it was more out of obligation than desire, and it gradually petered out until it was more companionship and a cuddle every now and then.'

She looked at him knowing there was more to come. He was laying on his back with her nestling in one arm and the other at his crotch. He was looking at the ceiling but in his mind he was miles away.

'Then the kids left home and married, our son going to Canada and our daughter to Australia, and I thought things might become more relaxed between us. They did for a while but the enthusiasm didn't seem to be like before so we settled for just being comfortable together.'

There was a long pause which she didn't interrupt. He was gently playing with his penis.

'Then there was Tom,' he said. 

'He was the director of a large electronics company that specialized in computers, and from time to time we had provided bed and breakfast for some of his people, engineers who were there for short periods to develop a particular something or other. We had two empty bedrooms when the kids left so it made sense and it worked well.'

He glanced at her. 'A bit of extra money, you know?'

'Then one day he turned up on our doorstep and asked if he could stay for a while. He had just gone through a particularly difficult separation and although he had retained pretty much everything from his marriage, he couldn't bear to rattle around a large empty house by himself. He needed some time to decide whether to sell it or not.'

'Of course we took him in and he was good company. He was in his early 50's I suppose and he was absolutely no trouble at all. He was pretty good to us as well. He had one of his chaps come round and set up a computer so we could see and talk to the kids and grandkids on the other side of the world. Rose was over the moon!'

There was a smile as he remembered this.

'Anyway, one day when I got home Rose was in a terrible state. She was sitting in the kitchen weepy and trembling and it took me a long time for her to tell me what had happened.'

He paused again and Masie just looked at him.

'The thing with her was that she was always totally honest and could never hold anything back. If she had something on her mind or something was troubling her she had to tell me about it which is why I was worried. I thought she was ill or something but eventually it all came out.'

'You don't have to tell me if you don't want.' Masie said softly.

He shook his head and looked at her. 'No, no, it's ok.'

'I had left for work as usual that morning and after I left Rose went to put the rubbish in the bin but the front door slammed behind her. She made her way round to the back and let herself in and made herself a cup of tea. She knew Tom was still in so she thought she'd take him one up as well which is when it all happened.'

'She found this out later when she and Tom talked, but he thought he was alone in the house having heard the front door twice, so had got up and gone to the loo then back to lay on his bed without closing the door. When Rose got to the door and just before she knocked she looked in and saw him laying there naked and masturbating!'

Masie's eyes widened a little and she bit her bottom lip.

'It was the first time she had ever seen another naked man in all our married life, especially doing that. I had never done it in front of her, she wouldn't have liked it. We'd looked at some films together in the early days but this was real.'

'Apparently she didn't know what to do and it was only when she started to tremble and the cup rattled that he turned and saw her. He quickly covered up and she went back downstairs and sat in the kitchen shaking. He came down a couple of minutes later in his dressing gown full of apologies and embarrassment and sat at the table with her.'

'They talked for a long time, he was very apologetic, and she felt more relaxed eventually. As they drank the tea she made some light-hearted remark that after all he had been through it was nice to see him enjoying himself. He had looked at her for a minute then asked her what had been nice, her seeing him or him enjoying himself.'

'Wow!' breathed Masie softly.

'It flustered her a bit but she did admit that it was a little of both, and he then said something that took her completely off guard. He told her he was going to go back upstairs and finish what he had started and would leave his door open again. If she wanted to go up and see that would be all there was to it and it would be their secret, but it was up to her.'

'He went back upstairs and poor Rose didn't know what to do. She admitted that at that point she was more aroused than she had been for years and couldn't help herself and a moment or two later stood just outside his door again. He didn't look at her and as she watched he came and she saw it go all on his stomach. She said she couldn't help herself and just by pressing herself through her nighty and dressing gown she came too.'

'God, that is so sexy.' breathed Masie, her eyes wide and her face flushed. He looked at her and kissed her forehead. He suddenly realized that all the while he was telling her he had been idly playing with his penis and he moaned softly as he felt her push his away and replace it with hers.

'That's not all.' he went on. 'She calmed down and got showered and dressed and he came into the kitchen before he went to see if she was ok. They were both embarrassed about what had happened, Rose far more so than Tom from what I could gather, and he asked her if she wanted him to find somewhere else to go. She said of course not but that they had just better put it behind them and not tell me!'

He pulled her face to his and kissed her gently. 'If you keep doing that.......!' She took her hand away and made a show of licking his fluid from it. 'Oh God Masie,' he groaned, 'are you going to let me finish or not?!'

He went on.

'But that couldn't work for her. She felt guilty that in some way she had cheated on me and this had built up inside her so by the time I got in to she was quite distraught. She kept on saying she was sorry over and over again until I went and took her in my arms and kissed her.'

'She seemed taken aback by this but that was nothing compared to the look on her face when I took her hand and put it on my trousers. I was as hard as a rock and she could feel it. She was confused. She had expected me to be furious but I was as aroused then as she said she had been earlier.'

'I took her by the hand to our bedroom and she only protested mildly as I undressed her then myself and lay her on the bed. It was the first time I had seen her naked in a very long time and I realized what had been missing.'

'I lay on her and entered her and we made love like we had only just met and it was as exciting and satisfying as it had been the first time years before. Afterwards we lay together and drifted off to sleep completely satisfied.'

'This is turning me on so much!' whispered Masie in his ear, and he could feel little movements on his hip as she fingered herself. Now it was his turn to take her hand and lick her cream from it. 'You taste amazing.' he said softly 

'Anyway, that night when we went to bed she undressed completely and got under the covers and so did I. She made no objection when I put her hand on me again, hard as I had been earlier, and pulled me over onto her again. It was the only time I ever heard her use the words "Fuck me!" so I did. We lay there joined together then I asked her to tell me everything that had happened again. By the time she had finished she had climaxed twice and I had once and we were exhausted!'

He gave a quiet laugh.

'Well, we hadn't done it for so long then two intense sessions within hours. We were out of practice! But over the next few weeks that changed and we did it a lot. It was such a silly little incident when I look back on it but one that had such an effect on us.'

'It was lovely being with her like that again. If she was at the sink or cooker I would go up and put my arms around her and hold her breasts and she would scold me but she never pushed me away.'

He smiled at the memory and again put his hand to his penis, still solid and dripping. He could feel and hear Masie's heavy breathing and knew she was very aroused.

'Eventually it calmed down like it always does but it changed us both I think. Tom never knew that I knew and it would have caused a lot of unnecessary embarrassment if he did so Rose and I kept it as our special secret.'

'Then one night when we were just laying in bed and talking I humourously said she should take him up another cup of coffee one morning! She went very quiet and I thought I had said the wrong thing but then in a very quiet voice she asked if I would mind if she did!'

'Oh fuck!' breathed Masie.

'We talked about it for a minute or two and we were both getting turned on then she suddenly rolled on top of me and sat on my cock and pulled her nighty off. We fucked like youngsters until we both climaxed then she just lay on me and we drifted off to sleep.'




Len and Masie Ch. 06



The sudden grunting and involuntary movements beside him caused him to hold Masie closely until her orgasm had run it's course, and when it had she buried her face against his neck again.

'Oh God Len, I'm so sorry,' she gasped softly, ' but that was so arousing.'

He smiled as he held her.

'Yes,' he said simply, 'it's been the memory in a lot of my wanking since she went.'

They lay in silence until she pushed herself up and looked at him.

'Would you like to fuck me?'

'Oh yes please.' He said and rolled over on top of her. She adjusted herself underneath him and opened her legs wide, and as he entered her he once again felt that wonderful feeling of warm wet and willing flesh enclosing his cock. They each moaned softly as they both felt the sensation, one of being clasped and the other of being filled.

As he started moving in her she wrapped her legs round him and held him deep while her crotch moved in time with his. Her arms were round his back and his under her as they held each other as closely as they could while he fucked her. They could hear the sounds emanating from the wetness of their union and it wasn't long before he felt the familiar signs of an impending orgasm.

'Len!' she gasped, 'finish in my mouth!' She was panting slightly in his ear and he knew she was closer than him.

'Like I did with Albert?' he grunted. It had the desired effect and he just held on tightly as she jerked beneath him and gasped obscenities in his ear.

'Oh fuck! Fuck! Yes!'

He quickly pulled himself free from her and clambered up the bed until his penis, wet and glistening with his precum and her cum was by her face, and gave himself up to his own pleasure as her mouth closed round it. He held her head while he pushed in and out of her but that and the feel of her tongue took him quickly over the edge and he emptied his cock into her face. She swallowed rapidly as he came and he could feel her throat contracting every time she did. 

Eventually the pleasure gave way to discomfort as she continued to suck and tongue him so he pulled away and flopped down beside her.

'God Masie.....' 

He held her to him as he regained his breath.

'Wow.....' was all he could manage.

She smiled. 'Thank you.' she said, 'I haven't tasted that for a long while.' She cocked her head at him.

'Did she take him up another cup of coffee?'

He laughed softly. 'Yes,' he said, 'but can we save that for tomorrow, I'm whacked.'

She cuddled up tight and the last thing he remembered was her kissing him before they drifted off to sleep.



Len and Masie Ch. 07



He woke slowly and opened his eyes to see unfamiliar wallpaper. He could feel her warm body pressed against him and hear her slow deep breathing and for one fleeting second he thought he was in bed again with Rose.

Then he was suddenly wide awake as the memories of the previous night came rushing back and he realised he wasn't. He lay quietly for a while not wanting to disturb her while a myriad of thoughts rushed through his brain.

He had never in his wildest dreams thought that his life would take a turn like this, with such speed and intensity, from a woman who up until recently he hardly knew. But now here he was, sharing a bed with her, someone who had a lust for sensuality that he had never experienced before, and who had asked him to share it with her.

Certainly he was flattered, very flattered that she thought that much of him to invite him into her life like that but he wondered how long it would last. She was an energetic and uncompromising lover and a fear that had crossed his mind a couple of times was would he be able to keep up with her. He had met all her needs thus far but how long would he be able to?

And when he couldn't would she tire of him and cast him aside? 

The thought made him shudder and he heard her breathing change.

'Are you alright?' a voice mumbled into his shoulder-blade

He pulled away and twisted round in the bed to face her.

'Good morning,' he said softly, 'did you sleep well?'

She smiled. 'Yes, I did,' she said sleepily, 'what about you?'

He nodded but before he could answer she moved forward for a kiss pressing her lips against his for a long gentle contact.

'What have I done to deserve that?' he asked as he pushed his arm under her to bring her close and nestle her head against his neck.

'It's a thank you.'

'What for?'

'Last night.........so much.......everything.' 

She put her arm across his chest and her leg across his body just at the top of his thighs. 

'You have brought so much back into my life, things that I had thought were long over.' 

She twisted her head to look at him. 'You are a very special man Len and I am so lucky to have found you.'

He beamed with pride and his heart swelled with the feelings he had for this woman.

'Yes.....I suppose I am really....and yes you are!'

They laughed and she gave him a playful poke in the ribs. They cuddled for a while content in each others' warmth and company and talked about what plans they had for the day. Len decided he had nothing in particular to do apart from a little shopping but Masie said she would go and visit a friend she hadn't seen for a little while.

'But first a shower and breakfast.' she said pushing herself up on one elbow. As she did her breasts came into view hanging down sideways and Len looked openly at them.

'You have such a beautiful body,' he murmured as he caressed one, gently pulling at her nipple.

'Do you think so?' she asked looking down at them, 'they've always been a bit heavy but they're hanging down a lot further now.'

'You are a beautiful woman' he said pulling her gently towards him for a long leisurely kiss. She pulled away a little reluctantly.

'You continue with that and we'll never get out of bed!'

'Good idea!' he said eagerly making a grab for her, the sight of her body causing his penis to start to thicken. Despite his misgivings earlier he knew he could never get enough of this woman at the moment.

She laughed.

'Come on lazybones get your lovely bum out of my bed and into the shower!'

As instructed he did, feeling completely at ease naked in front of her as he walked into the little bathroom. As he turned on the shower she followed him in to see him standing at the toilet having a pee. She stood and watched him openly looking at the strong stream then smiled at him.

'You look as if you needed that,' she said as he finished, 'no don't pull the flush I want to go as well.'

She sat down and he heard her flow start to pour into the water and looked at her as she had him. Looking at him she suddenly sat back and opened her legs wide so he could see as well as hear and once again he felt himself hardening. As she finished she looked at his semi erect penis and smiled.

'Mmmm, I'll have to remember that for another time.' She said seductively before giving him a quick peck on his lips and a pat on his bum. 'Now go and shower!'

A little later over their toast and coffee he reached across and put his hand over hers. His earlier thoughts were still worrying him but he didn't want to say or do anything that might affect or even end their relationship. But he knew he had to and took a deep breath.

'Masie I think there is something I need to talk to you about.'

She looked at him a little apprehensively but waited for him to continue.

'These last few days have been amazing....'

'But you want to call it a day...' she interrupted flatly with a resigned look.

'Good god no!' he almost shouted, 'Never! Notat all!'

She looked at him questioningly 'Is anything wrong? Have I done something? Was it in the bathroom?'

He got up and walked round the table and, taking her head in his hands, kissed her lovingly on her mouth.

'I'm sorry I shouted,' he said, 'and no, it is absolutely nothing you've done, I promise.'

He returned to his seat and took her hand again.

'Look, these past few days have been wonderful for me and I get the impression that you've enjoyed it too.'

She smiled. 'Oh yes.' she said softly.

'It's just that it has been very intense and I'm worried I won't be able to keep you happy. You are a very sensual woman Masie and I love that but I'm afraid I just won't be able to keep up with you.'

A look of relief crossed her face. She had been anticipating the worst but it wasn't anything like that. She smiled at him gratefully.

'You frightened me then,' she said softly, 'I thought you'd had enough of me and wanted out.'

'Oh no,' he smiled back at her still holding her hand, 'you have become very precious to me.' He went on. 'It's just that these last few days have been very......how can I put it?'

'Energetic? Enthusiastic?' she answered for him.

He smiled. 'That's one way of putting it.' He paused. 'Please don't get me wrong Masie, I love every minute of your company......but it's just that it's been a bit intense and I'm concerned it will burn itself out if we're not careful.'

'Mmmm,' she said, 'we have been going at it a bit hammer and tongs haven't we. Perhaps we need to slow down a bit.' She paused, 'I know!' she said brightly, 'No more sex for a month!'

'WHAT!!' he shouted, 'No I didn't mean it like that!'

Then he realised she was laughing. 'Oh Len, your face!' 

When she stopped she said 'If you think I could last that long knowing there was such a wonderful lover next door, you have a lot more confidence in my powers of resistance than I have!'

'I want you Len, I need you. I never dreamt I could feel like this again but you have started something I don't want to finish.'

He looked at her and suddenly realised the depth of his feeling for this woman.

'But you are right,' she went on softly, 'we do need to take it a bit easier....it's just at the moment it's so good.'

He nodded.

'What say we try and keep our distance for a couple of days and see how we get on?'

'Ok,' he said simply, 'let's do that.'

A little while later she went off to see her friend and after a kiss on the landing outside her front door he went back to his own apartment. He didn't have any real plans for the day so tidied up and decided to go out to the shops. He thought about the last few days and how they had changed his life so radically and realised he was whistling - rather tunelessly it has to be said - as he went about his chores. He hadn't felt like this for a very long time.

A little later in the day he called in at the club and chatted with some of the others there but Albert wasn't among them. He was feeling a little guilty about him, not for what they had done but because his own life had got so much better suddenly and his friend's hadn't. He didn't know how he was going to tell him but he knew he had to.

He made himself a simple supper but it seemed strange eating alone and he realised just how lonely his life had been after Rose and before Masie. In spite of what had been said that morning, he longed to be in her company just for her companionship and good humour. He couldn't imagine her ever being in a bad mood or angry and she lifted his spirits in a way he had not experienced in a long while.

He watched television after his supper and did actually get immersed in a couple of the programmes.

Then just before the late evening news he heard her front door close just as he had many times before but this time it was more significant. It meant she was home safe and sound and that suddenly meant a lot to him.

He thought about going round and had to fight the temptation quite strongly. He was sure she would be pleased to see him -- at least he hoped she would -- but he didn't want to intrude where he wasn't expected and the last thing he wanted was to risk a scolding for giving in so easily. A couple of days she had said so that is what he would try to do.

When the news ended he turned off the television and got ready for bed. He undressed and picked up his pyjamas but on impulse put them down again and got into bed naked. After years of going to bed clothed it seemed a degenerate and exciting thing to do and he snuggled down under the covers. He wondered if she was naked too and the thought started a thickening in his penis.

He was just enjoying the thought and holding himself when there was a soft tapping on the wall. Tap tap tap-tap tap. He quickly tapped twice back and smiled at the simple but effective way she had let him know she was there.

As he resumed his thoughts his phone rang which startled and alarmed him. Late night calls usually meant a problem so it was with some trepidation he answered it.

'Hello my sexy man.' said a soft voice.

He laughed with relief.

'Hello gorgeous,' he replied, delighted to hear her voice, 'did you have a good day?'

She told him all about her visit to her friend and the shopping they had done and the lunch in town, and all the while his penis was getting harder and harder. Just the sound of her voice was doing that he realised, and wondered if he were with her now what they would be doing.

He suddenly realised she had stopped talking and had asked him something.

'I'm sorry.....I got a bit distracted,' he apologised, what was it you said?' 'I asked did you have a good day............what distracted you?'

'Yes the day was ok, nothing special except I called in at the club and had a pint but Albert wasn't there.'

'Ah....that's a shame,' she said, 'will you tell him about us?'

'I'll have to really....but nothing to embarrass you.' he went on quickly, 'just that we're together. If that's alright with you?'

'Yes it is,' she said softly, 'and I'm glad you feel we are.'

'I do.'

There was a long silence although he could hear her breathing, then

'Are you in bed?' she asked quietly

'Yes. You?'

'Yes. What have you got on?'

'Nothing.'

He heard her quick intake of breath, then almost in a whisper

'Me neither. Are you touching yourself? I am.'

'Oh Masie.' he groaned softly into the phone.

'What are you thinking about?' she went on, almost whispering

'Us' he said simply, 'things we've done.'

'Me too. Are you hard? God I am so wet.' You and me both thought Len. 'Here, listen.'

He could detect movement through the phone then heard a rhythmic squelching noise which he knew was from her masturbating. He listened as it continued for a few seconds then she was back again.

'Did you hear me?'

'Oh yes,' he breathed back, 'you sound wonderful.'

'I'd love you inside me now Len, wouldn't you like that? Warm and wet and clasping your cock as you move in me.'

'Oh Masie don't.....please!'

'Wouldn't you like to feel my arms and legs round you, your penis slipping easily in of my cunt?'

'Masie we said.........'

'I know what we said,' she interrupted with a slight growl in her whisper, 'but it feels so good when you are with me and so wrong that you aren't now.'

'But.....'

'It feels so good when we cuddle afterwards and you hold me as we go to sleep.'

'I know but.......'

'Oh Len please come round....please come and fuck me. I want you so much.'

He could feel his resolve crumbling, a woman who openly wanted him to take advantage of her, do things to her was no more than a couple of feet away separated by a thin wall. He tried one last time to resist her entreaties.

'Masie I'm trying to be firm but you're not helping........'

Once again she cut across him.

'Come and be firm with me....and in me! Oh please Len, just this once.'

All of a sudden a thought came to him. She had said for him to be firm so if that was the way she wanted it......Suddenly he was decisive.

'Go and unlock your kitchen door and open it a fraction. Don't turn any lights on then go back to the bedroom and close the door.'

'Oh yes.' He heard a slight shiver in her whisper.

'I haven't finished yet. Lay naked on top of the bed with your knees up and your thighs apart and your cunt facing the door.'

'Oh God yesssss!' came the reply as he clicked off his phone.

He got out of bed and put on his dressing gown which tented visibly at his crotch. He could feel his precum spreading on the thin fabric so he lifted it clear, fearful that the rubbing of the material would take him over the top. He had rarely been as aroused as he was now and he didn't want it to finish before he got to her.

He went to his kitchen door and cautiously opened it and took a quick glance outside. There was very little illumination along the rear landing, just a couple of bulkhead lights on the wall but neither of them thankfully between his door and hers, so he slipped out and quietly closed and locked his before taking the few steps to enter her kitchen quickly. He closed it very quietly and shucked off his gown and left it on a chair, and because his penis had begun to flag a little he rubbed it a few times to restore his erection. 

He tiptoed to the bedroom door, opened it quietly and in the dim light coming through the curtains from the lights on the front balcony saw her laying as he had instructed. Without saying a word he closed the door and crossed to the bed.

'Oh Len.' she said softly.

'Shhhh! Don't say a word!' he commanded quietly.

'But.....'

'Shhhhhh!'

'But....'

'Do you want me to stay?'

She nodded

'Then don't say a word.'

He got up on the bed between her thighs and, supporting himself on one arm, guided his penis to her open cunt. As soon as he found her entrance he pushed slowly and resolutely into her until he was as deep as he could go. She gasped as she felt his entry, an invasion without any preamble or foreplay, and urged her crotch upwards to accommodate him completely.

Once more he delighted in the feeling of her body, slippery and hot, clasping his penis and he began to thrust in and out of her supporting himself off her body on his straightened arms. He could feel her matching his movements and from her little gasps and soft moans he knew she was close to her orgasm.

She reached up to put her arms round him and pull him to her but he took each of her hands in turn and pinned them down on the bed under his own. 

'Oh God!' she gasped among the little grunts and moans escaping from her mouth, all the while her head twisting from side to side as he fucked her deep and hard. It took all his willpower not to cum especially when she started to buck and writhe uncontrollably under him, eyes closed and her mouth open uttering obscenities between her gasps.

He remained propped up and looking down at one of the most marvellous sites imaginable; a woman in the throes of a massive orgasm. He watched as her head lifted and fell on the bedding several times and felt her clenching his cock over and over, strongly at first then softer and softer until there was no more than a soft aftershock or two.

As she calmed down he released her hands which just lay where they were then she opened her eyes and smiled at him.

'God Len,' she gasped as he got her breathing back under control, 'I've never......'

She lay panting slightly, her breasts hanging slightly to each side of her chest rising and falling with each intake, the nipples swollen and proud peaks. He said nothing and just looked down at the woman he realised he was now in love with. He leant down and kissed her softly on the lips.

'Was that firm enough for you?' he asked softly.

'Oh yes!' she gasped and kissed him back.

He lay on her for a few seconds then pushed himself up on his arms again and just looked at her smiling up at him.

Suddenly her eyes opened wide. 

'Oh my God!' she exclaimed softly as she felt his semen pumping against her cervix. 

He had purposely kept completely still even though he knew his orgasm was inevitable, and controlled himself to the extent that the first thing she felt was his glans swelling slightly then his cum, hot and sticky inside her. Throughout his ejaculation he kept rigid as his balls emptied into her, a few strong spurts then less so until he could feel the last of it oozing from his hole.

Then he collapsed into her arms gasping and panting into her ear, exhausted at the sheer effort of the last few minutes.

'Oh Len,' she whispered as she wrapped her arms tightly round him, 'that was...that was so wonderful.'

She twisted her head around a little until her face was close to his and kissed him long and softly, then putting her lips close to his ear said simply

'I love you.'

'Oh Masie......' was all he could manage before his tiredness overtook him and he fell asleep...