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Second Chance at Love Ch. 01

By: andy_r_14456



Ch. 1: FRAN, FRED, AND ROGER

Roger Davis was a teaching assistant in the Department of English, at a university in Amherst, MA. He was about 5'11'', 180 lb, light brown hair, brown eyes, and a mustache. He was dating Nancy, a beautiful Business Administration major who was in her junior year.

Roger had to go to Prof. Hardin's house on a Thursday evening to pick up an examination to be given the following Monday. Prof. Hardin had asked him to come to his home to pick it up. Roger has been working as an assistant to Prof. Hardin just that semester, but he was not doing his research under him.

It was a beautiful Indian summer day. Roger rode his bike. Prof. Fred Hardin was not home; he almost always got home within 15-20 min of an appointment. Fred was a 42 yo man, tall, handsome with a full head of disheveled hair, and scholarly looking. Rumors were that he liked young college-age women. He was, in fact, seeing a young undergraduate female, one of his students. 

Roger knocked on the screen door of Hardin home. Mrs. Hardin, Fran, welcomed Roger and offered him a cup of coffee. Fran was an attractive lady with brown hair and beautiful blue eyes; she was a very intelligent and kind lady. She was about 5'4'', about 130 lb. She was dressed in conservative and ill-fitting clothes. She was a year younger than Fred. She and Roger talked before, but never more than 15 minutes.

On this day, however, Fred was late coming home. Fran and Roger talked a long time, almost an hour. It seemed like Fran wanted to talk to Roger.

"Fred and I began dating as sophomores; we got married when I was a junior in college; our son, Jim, was born about seven months later. I was biology major; I wanted to study medicine. I quit school and worked as a secretary to support the family. Fred continued his graduate studies in English literature. After he completed his studies, he got this job; he was granted tenure within seven years. How are you doing, Roger?"

Roger said, "Fine, I think. I am not sure I can match my girl friend Nancy's ambitions, but I love her. We come from different backgrounds. Nancy's dad is the sales manager of an automobile dealership in Michigan. I come from a modest background: my dad retired, he was a high school teacher. Mom is a retired librarian. Fran, are you ok? You look worried."

Fran confided to Roger, "Sometimes, I am frustrated and overwhelmed: taking care of our home and our teenage son, Jim, by myself. He is in high school and needs his Dad's attention. I am also taking courses at the local community college to become a pediatric nurse someday. I wonder about Fred, whether he is having an affair with a young woman. Couple of times, I smelled perfume on his clothes. Once I found a bottle of expensive cologne in his attaché case that I did not give him."

After about an hour of waiting, Roger got up to leave. Fran hugged him longer than previous times and kissed him on the cheek, as if she has been starving for affection. Roger felt her boobs on his chest, but Fran pulled away just in time. 

A few weeks later, Roger saw Fran waiting outside Fred's office. 

"I came to see Fred to get his signature on a medical insurance form. I thought he had a free period." 

"Fran, I will inquire at the department office if they know where Dr. Hardin went."

Roger returned a few minutes later.

"No one seems to know where Dr. Hardin went. If you want to wait a few more minutes, I suggest we go get a cup of coffee."

Fran agreed, and she and Roger had another nice talk for about 20 min over a cup of coffee. When they returned to Fred's office, he was not there. Fran decided not to wait. 

"I will get Fred to sign the form after he comes home. The insurance forms will not reach in time, but it's not a big deal. You take care. Bye."

NANCY, ROGER AND MELANIE

Roger met Nancy at a university tennis court. She was a good tennis player; she beat Roger easily in straight sets. Roger admired Nancy for her beauty, intelligence, and athleticism. Since they met, Nancy blossomed, and slowly became ambitious, aggressive, and driven to climb the clichéd corporate ladder. 

Nancy was a tall blonde with 32 B tits. She was vivacious. Roger brought out the best in Nancy's hornies when they found the time to have a romantic dinner or went camping. Nancy was a good lover. Roger and Nancy got engaged in the fall and married in spring. During Spring break, they honeymooned in Spain and France, courtesy of Nancy's parents. Roger felt that they did too much sightseeing and not enough loving. About a year after marriage, Nancy got pregnant and gave birth to a daughter, Melanie.

FRAN AND ROGER MEET FOUR YEARS LATER

Melanie is a healthy baby, blue eyes, and light brown hair. One day, she ran in to the path of a bicycle while running after a cute puppy in a park. Fortunately, the bike rider was not going too fast. Roger took her to the emergency room at the University's hospital in Columbus. Melanie was not hurt badly and she was released after overnight observation.

Roger took Melanie to a pediatrician he chose at random from a list he obtained at the hospital. In the waiting room, there were about five kids and their mothers. The two nurses and the physician were busy. Roger saw an attractive middle-aged nurse with a full head of brown hair, with gray at her temples; it's Fran from Amherst. But Fran was busy attending on Melanie and did not recognize Roger. While carrying on a dialog with the child, mostly answering questions, Fran took basic medical data for records. It was obvious that Fran was good at taking care of children.

"I got all the data on Melanie I need, Mr. Davis. She seems to be fine. The doctor will check her in a minute. The office manager will schedule Melanie's next visit."

"Hello Fran, remember me, Roger, from Amherst. When did you move here?"

"Oh Roger, I'm glad to see you. Sorry, I was too busy; I did not expect to see you here and recognize you. I moved to Columbus about six months ago. When did you move here, Roger?"

"Melanie and I moved to Columbus about ten months ago. I thank you for taking care of Melanie."

"Roger, you are very welcome; it's my job. I am busy right now, but call me. I'm living in Dublin; here is my phone number. Bye, Melanie. You are a cutie."

Melanie smiled and waved back. Roger responded, "Bye."

After couple of days, Roger called Fran. 

"Hi Fran, this is Roger. I am so glad to have seen you at the clinic. How was your day?"

"Roger, I'm glad you called. I had a long day. We had to take care of couple of sick kids. How's Melanie?"

"She's fine, Fran. We are new in town and beginning to make friends." 

Fran said, "I am also new in town. But, I am keeping busy with work and settling in."

"Fran, let's have a cup of coffee, just talk of old times, and catch up."

Fran agreed. They met for coffee after Fran finished working on a Thursday afternoon. It was a cool late-spring day. Fran looked attractive in a denim skirt, a burgundy short-sleeved blouse, and a denim jacket; she also had on black stockings; obviously she changed from her work clothes. 

Roger noticed her well-formed stockinged legs and that Fran seemed to be well endowed. He also noticed Fran did not have her wedding ring on her left hand. He wanted to really ask Fran if she is still with Fred, but decided to take an indirect approach. 

Roger thought Fran was beautiful; actually, he got a mild hard on. 

Roger told himself, "I hope it's genuine attraction and not because of abstinence from sex since my divorce."

"Fran, what's been happening in Amherst, especially with you."

"Fred has been having affairs with his female students for a long time. He was quite taken by one in particular. He started spending nights with her. Later, he announced he wanted to live with her."

"Fran, many people knew of Fred's fondness for young women. I'm sorry he neglected you so badly after all the sacrifices you made for him." 

Fran thought, "He remembers our conversations. How sweet!" 

She replied, "That's life. I am not bitter. I suspected Fred was having affairs, but I was in denial."

Roger reached and squeezed Fran's left hand on the table. For some reason, he left his hand on top of Fran's. For a brief moment their eyes met. Fran had tears in her eyes. She did not withdraw her hand from Roger's.

"I was depressed. I was 42 yo, without the skills to get a good job. I finished my Associate Degree in nursing. Jim, my son, finished high school and chose to study music at Indiana U. It's a long drive from Amherst to Bloomington. I decided to move to the Midwest and be close to him, but still be sufficiently far away from Jim. My first cousin, Jeannie, who is a widow, encouraged me to move here. She is also a nurse. I stayed with her for about three weeks. I sold the house in Amherst; my parents had bought it for me, and bought one in Dublin. I am not at all bitter. What about you?"

Roger replied, "Nancy and I graduated from the university, she with a B.A., and I with a M.A. We both got jobs in Cleveland; Nancy with a large corporation and I with the public schools as a teacher. After a year, Nancy became pregnant. She gave birth to Melanie.

Roger continued, "After Melanie was born, Nancy resumed working. She began to spend lot of time traveling as a sales manager. For sometime, I did not suspect any thing was wrong. Gradually, Nancy would call from out of town to say she was delaying returning home. She was having an affair with a top executive of her company. We divorced recently. Melanie is almost three years old. I got custody of her, but Nancy loves her, calls often and talks to her. I moved to Columbus because of a better job offer. Also, Nancy, Melanie and I are still in Ohio. I am living just north of the university campus; there are recreational areas, bicycle paths, etc. I just got done teaching for the year and am looking forward to a nice transition to normal life this summer."

It was Fran's turn to squeeze Roger's hand; Roger squeezed her hand in return. They were old friends, helping each other emotionally with their lives.

"Roger, I'm really sorry your marriage did not work out. But, you seem to be doing well. We better get going. I promised to visit with Jeannie."

Roger said, "I am not bitter. I love Melanie very much. I like my job too. Yea, I better go pick her up from, Rabbit's Cove, the day care center."

Suddenly, Fran said, "If you are free on Saturday, you and Melanie come visit me. We can have lunch and visit some more. I have a nice backyard where Melanie can play."

"That sounds like a good idea. Melanie likes to play outside. It will be good for her."

FRAN, ROGER, AND MELANIE DO LUNCH

On Saturday morning, Roger got directions to Fran's house. It was a sunny and mildly warm day. Fran greeted them at the door. It was a nice two-story house on a dead end street. In the lobby, there was the staircase to the second floor. The living room was off the lobby, and the kitchen and the dining room were adjacent to each other. In the back, there was a narrow veranda that led to a deck and the backyard.

Roger noticed that Fran was wearing white shorts and a sleeveless red blouse with open collar that revealed the top of her cleavage; she had slim well-formed arms. She wore short dangling silver earrings, silver necklace, white watch, and white sandals. She had painted red toe and fingernails, and bright red lipstick. 

Roger thought to himself, "She is taking better care of herself than in Amherst." 

Fran caught Roger staring at her arms, legs, and chest; she smiled. Roger got embarrassed at being caught staring and blushed slightly.

He mumbled, "You look great."

It was Fran's turn to blush. She whispered, "Thank you. You are kind."

Roger brought along a bag of toys, and another containing food and clothes for Melanie. Since Melanie still had picky eating habits, he picked up a plain hamburger at McDonalds. He also brought a bottle of Mondovi Chardonnay for lunch. 

Fran fixed lunch: chicken salad sandwiches, dill pickle, potato chips, and small fruit salad. Roger poured wine for Fran and himself. 

Roger raised his glass and said, "To new lives."

Fran nodded. Melanie smiled and slurped her fruit juice.

After lunch, Fran took Melanie to the backyard where she had a great time running around. After a while, she got tired and was ready for a nap. Roger tucked her in the guest bed upstairs; Melanie fell asleep shortly.

Roger helped Fran clean up the dining table. In the kitchen, they ran in to each other accidentally. Next, Roger did it intentionally, with both giggling. Fran was walking to the sink with two soiled plates in her hands when Roger grabbed her from behind at the waist and kissed her neck. Fran squealed in surprise, and spilled potato chips and breadcrumbs on the floor. 

Roger and Fran ended up on the Kitchen floor, on their knees facing each other to clean up. Roger leaned forward and kissed Fran first on the cheek and when she did not object he kissed her on the mouth; Fran yielded and thrust her tongue in to Roger's mouth. The kiss lingered. They stood up and hugged, with Fran's hands full of food; Fran felt Roger's hard cock on her belly. She giggled.

"Hmmm. I am glad I excite you. But, let me go. I will clean up the kitchen. Meanwhile, you can watch TV in the living room."

Roger lingered outside the kitchen enjoying the view of Fran's ass in tight shorts when she was on the floor on her hands and knees.

Fran looked over her shoulder, saw Roger staring at her ass and blushed intensely. She smiled and told Roger playfully, "Get out of here."

Roger mumbled, "Fran, I liked you when I first met you, and still remember our friendly and warm conversations. Please don't be mad at me for kissing you."

"Roger, I am not mad at you. I too remember our friendly conversations. I like you too; always did. Soon after I clean up the floor, I will join you in the living room."

A short while later, Fran still with a flushed face, said, "I have to go to the bathroom. I will be back soon. There is a powder room on this floor you can use."

Fran went upstairs to her bathroom in her master bedroom. Roger decided to take Fran's advice and used the powder room to clean up. He returned to the living room and was watching a baseball game. Fran sat next to him on the sofa. Roger could smell freshly applied perfume, still delicate and not overpowering. He also noticed that Fran applied a fresh coat of lipstick and unbuttoned another blouse button, exposing more cleavage.

Fran looked at Roger, smiled, and said, "We need to talk. But, first, when do you think Melanie will wake up."

Roger looked at his watch, and replied, "After about an hour."

Fran got up and, smiling, said, "In that case, I will sit in your lap and talk."

Fran sat in Roger's lap, threw her arms around his neck, and planted her mouth on Roger's in a long juicy kiss. Instinctively, Roger grabbed her waist and slowly rubbed her back. He felt Fran's cushiony tits pressing in to his chest and smeller her perfume. After the kiss ended, Fran smiled and touched Roger's face. Then Fran surprised Roger by reaching for his crotch and briefly stroking his cock lump.

She giggled and whispered sexily, "I see that you like me very much. It's ironic that just couple of years ago when my son began dating, I was teaching him elements of birds and bees, safe sex, and insisting on using condoms for birth control. Now, I have to practice what I preached to him."

Roger just nodded, caressed her hands arms, neck and face; occasionally, he squeezed her waist and hips savoring Fran's feminine curves. Fran noticed that Roger's eyes were darting frequently from her face to her ample cleavage.

She continued in her sexy whisper, "I am still having my periods. I don't want to get pregnant. I have not dated any one seriously in a while. It will take me some time to get used to you, I don't know how long."

Roger nodded again, and said "I have not dated anyone either. I have been busy taking care of Melanie and starting over after my divorce. You are a beautiful person. You are also a sexy woman. You set the limits and I will follow them. But, we both are adults who care for each other."

Then Fran said blushingly, "Right now, we could neck and pet each other; Melanie is still taking her nap."

Again, Roger nodded, but this time, he buried his face in Fran's cleavage and started kissing it, and then started kissing her neck as his passion increased. Fran reacted by first squealing, and then closing her eyes and throwing her head back enjoying Roger's passionate kisses for several minutes.

Fran then touched Roger's cheeks and nose, rose up slightly and kissed his face and lips. She then looked impishly with lusty eyes at Roger and slowly undid all her blouse buttons to reveal her magnificent tits encased in a red lacy bra. She then took hold of Roger's hands and guided them to her bra-covered boobs. For an instant, Roger was surprised, but happily started squeezing Fran's boobs. He never saw such full and large boobs in his 32-year life. He guessed them to be at least 36 DD.

Roger just blurted out, "Oh, Fran, your boobs are magnificent. I love them. I can't take my eyes off of them."

Fran blushed and mumbled, "I'm glad you like them. You can play with them all you want. They have been neglected for a long time."

In spite of Roger's adoring look and squeezing, Fran worried that her boobs were not that good because her ex-husband, Fred, preferred perky and more elastic tits of young women. Soon she forgot Fred because Roger, after exploring a few minutes, located her nipples and began to rub and gently pinch them. Once again, Fran threw her head back, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the erotic feelings being generated all over her body, especially in her crotch.

Roger then surprised Fran pleasantly by replacing his fingers on her left nipple with his mouth and started sucking the nipple through the lacy bra cup. Immediately she began to feel tingly in her crotch. 

Fran mumbled, "Oh, Roger. That's so nice. You are bringing my happy feelings back."

Fran lifted Roger's face and kissed his lips tenderly. Roger looked at her in surprise and then saw the clock on the dresser; they have been necking for about 40 min. Melanie should wake up in a few minutes.

Fran whispered to Roger, "You are making me hornier by the minute. My right boob wants equal time. Then we have to get up and take care of Melanie. Are you ok?"

Roger nodded and eagerly switched to Fran's right boob and sucked on her bra-covered nipple eliciting sighs of pleasure from Fran. Both Roger and Fran heard Melanie singing and talking to herself upstairs.

Fran gave Roger a long kiss on his mouth, patted his cock lump, buttoned her blouse, and got off of his lap. She then went to use her bathroom. Fran noticed her panties were wet with her pussy nectars that oozed out while necking with Roger. She recalled that she got wet easily when aroused. She decided to put on another pair of panties. On a whim, she decided to remove her bra stained with Roger's saliva and go bra less.

Roger also got up from the sofa, adjusted his cock lump so that his erect cock was not sticking up. He had a huge smile on his face as he went to attend to Melanie.

After changing Melanie's clothes and helping her in the bathroom, Roger gave her a bottle of fruit juice, and brought her to the living room to watch a children's program. He saw Fran in the kitchen with fresh lipstick and freshly combed hair. 

Fran helped Roger find Melanie's TV show. While doing so, she rubbed her bra-less boobs on Roger's arms and back. Roger's eyes lit up. He looked back at Fran's mischievous smiling face and heaving chest with her distended nipples poking out and smiled. 


Second Chance at Love Ch. 01



Soon, Melanie was engrossed with the TV, and Roger steered Fran to the kitchen out of Melanie's sight.

While fondling her right boob from behind, Roger whispered to Fran in awe, "Did you take off your bra?"

"Yes, Roger. Just for you!"

Roger reached underneath Fran's red blouse and grasped both of her boobs. Fran cooperated by raising both arms and locking her hands behind Roger's neck. Roger fondled and squeezed Fran's boobs while kissing her neck and ears. Fran felt his erect cock poking her ass. Roger then turned Fran around, lifted her blouse. Fran's breasts were perfectly proportioned with lovely light brown nipples already erect begging to be sucked. For several minutes, Roger sucked one nipple and then the other.

Fran looked at the kitchen clock; they had another 20 mins. She needed release. She was highly aroused. Roger released the erotic feelings repressed by years of sexual inactivity. She was sure that Roger too needed release. She did not want to leave Melanie alone and take Roger to her bedroom. With Melanie in the living room, it was too risky for oral sex in the kitchen. Roger also said that he has to set the limits.

Boldly and quietly, she unzipped her shorts, reached for Roger's right hand and placed it on her panties-covered pussy. Roger smiled, his eyes lit up, when he found her soppingly wet pussy with his fingers. He pushed aside the panties, searched among her thick bush and found her clit, rubbed it, and continued to rub and squeeze it. That's all it took to trigger Fran's orgasm. She used Roger's arm to muffle her cries.

"Ohhhhh. I'm cummming. Ohhhhhhh. Rogggger."

Roger felt Fran's body convulsions reach a peak and then subside. Suddenly, he felt Fran lowering his shorts' zipper and grab his rigid cock with its head lubricated with precum leaking all afternoon. Fran then began to jerk his cock rapidly while holding it firmly in her tiny right hand. It didn't take long for him to feel his cum boiling in his balls.

Fran sensed that Roger was close to cumming. Without missing a beat, she grabbed several facial tissues from a box on the refrigerator, and covered Roger's cock head with them. Fran continued pumping Roger's cock while watching it and her moving fist intently. Roger used Fran's shoulder to muffle his cries as Fran continued to fist his cock releasing several spurts of cum in to the tissues. 

"Ohhh. Frannnn. Keep pumpingggggg. Fuckkkk."

Some of Roger's cum dribbled on to the floor and some of it coated Fran's fingers. 

Fran looked in awe at Roger, giggled, and said, "Wow. Where did all that come from? It's a good thing, I let it out."

Roger kissed Fran. Licked his fingers coated with Fran's pussy nectars. He then went to the bathroom to clean up, while Fran was cleaning his cum from the floor. Melanie was still watching her show. 

When Roger returned to the living room, Fran was talking to Melanie. Roger mouthed a 'thank you.' 

Fran in return whispered, "I thank you too."

Roger told Melanie that he would go upstairs to pack her things. Silently, he signaled to Fran to come upstairs.

Roger said, "Fran, can you come to our place tomorrow evening; we can go out for a simple dinner."

Fran replied, "Yes. It will work out well. I am working tomorrow morning. In return, I get Monday off."

"May be we can go shopping on Monday, while Melanie is at the Rabbit's Cove."

Fran looked at Roger smiling, "What are you saying."

Roger smiled, "Bring your toothbrush tomorrow. We have an extra bedroom."

Fran smiled and nodded. She then grinned and said, "I packed some food for you and also a surprise present that you look after you get home." She handed Roger a small gift bag in which she put her red bra.

FRAN, ROGER, AND MELANIE ON SUNDAY

After working Sunday morning, Fran stopped at a mall and bought a black push up bra and a pair of crotch less panties. She also bought an illustrated storybook for Melanie. She went home, rested for a while, and went to shower; she waited until the water was warm and got in to the shower. The previous day afternoon with Roger seemed like a dream. She wondered what Roger saw in her, an older woman. When she recalled his fascination for her magnificent, but slightly sagging boobs, she began to hum happily. She recalled how he almost mauled them in the kitchen and felt warm oozings in her pussy. It dawned on her that Roger does not see her age as a negative. For sure, he wants her boobs!

After drying her hair and body, she shaved her armpits and legs, put on body lotion, and applied perfume near her crotch, cleavage, and ears. She wondered if Roger liked oral sex, as much as she wanted her pussy sucked. While they were dating and for about a year after their marriage, Fred was an avid pussy eater. Later, all he wanted was a blowjob and lost interest in eating her pussy. She decided that she would teach Roger how to eat pussy, if he was not good at it or didn't know how to do it.

She decided to wear her new sexy underwear, a wrap-around pink skirt, and a blue tank top that showed lot of her cleavage. After all, she was going on a date with Roger who is very fond of her boobs. She also put on a pearl necklace and gold-plated earrings. She decided to take a light jacket to keep warm in air-conditioned restaurants. 

About the same time, Roger was in a drug store purchasing the thinnest condoms he could find. He remembered that Fran did not want to get pregnant; she implied that she was not on the pill. May be she would be willing to go on the pill like Nancy did after Melanie was born. Perhaps, Nancy went on the pill for her lover. He then wondered what Fran, an intelligent and sexy woman sees in him. He then remembered how she let him play with her magnificent unfettered boobs in the kitchen, jacked him off lovingly, and how he kissed and smelled her red bra all night; those memories got him a huge hard on. He thought Fred was a fool to have ignored a voluptuous woman like Fran.

The night before, he called an Italian restaurant and made a reservation for 6:00 p.m. It was also close to a park for Melanie to play. He also cleaned his apartment, especially his bedroom and bathroom, and changed the bath and bedroom linens.

Fran got to Roger's apartment at about 5:30 p.m. Roger hugged her and welcomed her. He noticed Fran's wrap-around skirt and her cleavage, and her red lipstick and her toes with painted nails protruding from her sandals. Fran sought out Melanie and gave her the illustrated book she bought for her. She told her that she will read the book at bedtime.

Soon they left for the restaurant. They sat at a small table in a corner in subdued lighting. Roger and Fran first helped Melanie with her dinner; she liked the freshly made bread. Fran and Roger shared a pasta dish and salad, and red wine. 

Halfway through the dinner, Fran put her hand on Roger's right thigh and gently rubbed it. Roger tried the same with Fran's left thigh, when Fran opened her skirt and Roger found himself rubbing her naked thigh. Fran just smiled at Roger. 

After dinner, at the park, while Melanie was playing in a sand box, Roger and Fran sat on a bench holding hands. Roger was taken by Fran's beauty and elegance; he had not yet seen Fran in her tank top!

Soon Melanie was tired. She was dozing on the way back to Roger's apartment. Roger helped Melanie get ready for bed and put her in her crib. 

Roger opened a bottle of Chardonnay, took it and two wine glasses, and joined Fran on the sofa. Fran had used the bathroom to freshen up and was watching a TV news magazine. 

After couple of sips of wine, Fran grinning said, "I am getting warm. You must be too."

She got up and removed her jacket. She saw Roger's jaw drop when he saw her tank top. She then lifted Roger's tee shirt off of him. Fran still grinning snuggled up to Roger and started rubbing his hairy chest. She pinched his nipples and kissed his mouth.


Roger smelled Fran's perfume and felt her boobs pressing in to his arm. He gently grabbed Fran's shoulders and pulled her on to his lap. He kissed her on the mouth and pushed his tongue in to her mouth; they kissed for a long time. Roger ran his fingers on Fran's face, arms, and fore arms. He kissed each of her delicate fingers. Roger began to run his fingers on Fran's chest and looked pleadingly at her. Fran helped Roger take off her tank top. When he saw Fran's push-up bra that barely contained her large boobs, his cock released its first spurt of precum. 

Roger kissed Fran's cleavage, played with her bra-covered boobs, and pinched her nipples. He then pushed down the bra cups exposing Fran's prominent nipples. After admiring their texture with his palm and fingers, Roger sucked on them for several minutes. Fran threw her head back savoring the pleasurable feelings. She also felt her pussy nectars oozing out.

Roger then said the words that were magic to Fran's ears: "Fran, I would like to eat your pussy. Please."

Fran got off of Roger and took off her wrap-around skirt. She stood majestically in front of Roger with hands on her hips. In Fran, Roger saw a voluptuous woman with her pussy sexily covered by flimsy panties, and her magnificent boobs covered partially by a push-up bra. Roger crawled on his knees to Fran and wanted to take off her panties. 

Fran whispered, "Honey, they are crotch less."

Fran then spread the panty opening revealing her glistening pussy in the midst of a dense cover of dark brown pubic hairs. Roger placed his mouth on her pussy, and began to lick from the bottom to top first her outer pussy lips and then her inner lips. Fran bent her knees slightly to let Roger have good access to her pussy and used Roger's head and shoulders to balance herself with her hands. Soon Roger also located and licked Fran's clit swirling with his tongue. He put his hands on Fran's tight well-endowed ass, pulled her towards him to access her pussy and suck her nectars. Fran spread her legs and bent her knees further.

Roger's sucking and licking built exquisite sensations and Fran kept cumming continuously. Her body convulsed. She shoved Roger's face in to her pussy, and she whimpered, "Ohhhh, Rogggger. Maaarvelous. It's been a loooong time. Keep suckingggg. Right theeeeeeere."

After about the tenth pussy spasm, Fran sighed happily and pushed Roger's head away. She pulled him up and kissed him on his mouth in gratitude. Fran tasted her own nectars. 

She murmured, "That was great Roger. You are good at eating pussy."

Fran noticed Roger's cock had formed a tent in his shorts. Smiling, she helped Roger take off his shorts and underwear. Roger's cock sprang up like a cobra, with precum oozing out.

Fran fell to her knees and examined Roger's cock, balls, and black pubic hair. She wanted to suck Roger's cock, but Roger wanted to fuck her.

Roger simply said, "Fran, I have been dreaming of fucking you since yesterday. I bought thin condoms. I want to fuck you badly, just as you are; don't take off anything."

Fran blushed hearing Roger's forthright talk, but she wanted to fuck too. Because she had not made love in a long time, apprehension came over her. 

In a soft voice, she told Roger, "It has been a long time since I had intercourse. Please go slow the first time."

Roger touched Fran's face and said, "You can ride me and control my cock's penetration and speed. Also, I am sure you are well lubricated."

Roger then stood up and hugged Fran, and while kissing her mouth he inserted his index finger deep in her pussy. 

He then whispered to Fran, "Honey you are well lubricated."

Fran giggled when she felt Roger's finger in her pussy. He pulled out his finger and licked it making Fran blush intensely. He then led her in to his bedroom groping her ample ass and grabbing a tit as they walked the short distance. He put on a black condom on his cock, coated it with his saliva, laid on his back, and beckoned Fran to fuck him.

Fran obliged Roger blushingly. Just like Roger predicted, his stiff cock went in without too much strain. Roger watched in fascination as his black condom-covered cock went in to Fran's pussy slowly. After Roger's cock was in, Fran sat still allowing her vaginal muscles to adjust to Roger's cock. Soon, Fran leaned forward and began to move up and down on Roger's cock while he squeezed and played with her large boobs. It did not take long for Roger to feel his approaching climax. He grabbed and held Fran's ass still, and pistoned his cock in and out of Fran's pussy with blinding speed. 

Fran felt Roger's climax, as he switched to grab her boobs and his body went into convulsions, "Ohhhhh. Frannn. Fuckkkk. Fuckkkkkkkk."

Fran rested on Roger's chest for a long period as Roger rubbed her back and neck. Fran could hear Roger's heavy breathing and heart beat. She was surprised and pleased Roger's cock was still hard and did not slip out of her pussy. Eventually Roger's cock began to soften; afraid that the condom would come loose, Fran and Roger separated.

Fran went to the bathroom first and cleaned up, combed her hair using Roger's comb, and applied a fresh coat of lipstick. Roger removed his used condom and cleaned himself. He saw Fran checking her face and hair in the mirror, and also saw her slim arms, bra-covered boobs, and ample ass. Surprisingly, he got a mild erection. 

Roger grabbed Fran from behind and pushed his semi rigid cock in her flimsy-panty covered ass. Fran squealed in happy surprise, but pushed herself against Roger's crotch. In the mirror, Fran saw Roger with half closed eyes fondling her boobs and pinching her nipples, while kissing and smelling her neck. He then nudged her arms up until she raised them above her head. Roger stared intently at Fran's face and chest as he continued to massage her boobs. He then firmly massaged her under arms and smooth armpits. He bent down his head to smell her armpit and shoulder area several times. Fran was fascinated with Roger's fetish for her under arms and armpits, but she was glad she shaved that afternoon.

Roger fell to his knees and kissed Fran's smooth and shiny ass and thighs. He rubbed the back of her legs and thighs. He started kissing her back as he stood up. Once standing, he returned to rubbing Fran's under arms, arm pits, boobs, hair, and neck. He turned her around to face him and kissed her mouth. He fell to his knees and rubbed his face on Fran's crotch. He lifted her right leg on to his left shoulder and kissed her thighs up and down. Eventually, Roger brought his face to Fran's sopping, slick, pussy and began to lick it.

Abruptly, Roger stood up, hugged Fran, picked her up in his arms and carried her slowly to the bedroom. He put her down and nudged her to sit on the side of the bed, lie down, and spread her legs. He lifted her legs and put them on his shoulder. Fran lifted her head to watch in fascination Roger fall to his knees, rub her legs and thighs, and begin eating her pussy in earnest. This time he seemed to be intent on sucking large volumes of Fran's nectars out of her vagina and sucking her clit.

Roger was enjoying giving Fran pleasure when he heard Fran mumble, "Gently pinch my nipples. I'm close to cumming."

Roger reached for Fran's boobs, pulled the bra cups down, and gently pinched her nipples. Fran grabbed Roger's head; as her orgasm began, Roger sucked her clit and held it in his mouth, "Ohhhhhh. Roggggg. Sweeeeet. Roggggg."

After her orgasm ended, Fran pushed Roger's head away. Fran was tired and closed her eyes for a moment. Roger got up laid down next to her with a smile on his face, pleased that Fran liked him to eat her.

Fran smiled at him, touched his face, "You did a great job, lover. I don't recall when I orgasmed twice in one night. I am tired in a nice way. Let me snuggle with you for a while. I will make it up to you later."

Roger nodded. He helped Fran lie with her head on a pillow, laid down next to her, and pulled the covers over them. Fran turned towards him and fell asleep holding his cock in her delicate hand. Roger dozed off happy that his half hard-on was in a beautiful woman's delicate hand.

After couple of hours, Fran stirred. She did not at all let go of Roger's cock. She squeezed it causing it to stiffen. Roger thought he was dreaming that a beautiful lady was holding his cock. He woke up and saw his cock was in Fran's tight grip. Then he saw her naked boobs with her pearl necklace on them; Fran had taken off her bra sometime earlier. He had to fuck her.

Fran realized Roger's need. She let go of his cock; she led his right hand to her pussy. Roger rubbed Fran's crotch, and slowly inserted his index finger and stimulated her vagina. Fran was wet and ready for Roger's cock.

She whispered, "Don't forget to put on a condom."

Roger put on a red condom, wetted it with his saliva, and gently pushed his cock in and out a few times until it was completely embedded in Fran's pussy. He laid down with his chest crushing Fran's boobs and was still while Fran's vagina adjusted to his cock. He then started fucking in slow strokes watching his red condom-covered cock going past Fran's brown pubes in to her pussy. 

Fran was wide awake and enjoying the fuck with half closed eyes. Roger saw a mischievous smile on Fran's face as he felt Fran's pussy grasping tightly his cock. Roger mouthed a 'thank you' and gave Fran a juicy kiss on her mouth. Both Fran and Roger were enjoying their fucking session when Roger stopped still and whispered to Fran:

"Honey, raise your arms and put your hands behind your head."

Fran obliged him. Roger resumed fucking. He watched with delight Fran's boobs moving up and down in sync with his strokes. Several times he stopped fucking to fondle Fran's boobs, armpits, and underarms. Once he whispered:

"You are a beautiful and voluptuous woman. You are my first voluptuous woman with lovely boobs, armpits, and underarms."

Fran blushed and was pleased with Roger's fetishes. She also liked Roger's fondling. She now knew what turned Roger on. She wondered what else about her turned him on. 

She saw the intensity in Roger's face as he kept fucking her. Then she felt her orgasm begin deep in her. She hugged Roger as he began to pound her tightly grasping pussy. She began to whimper incoherently, "Rogggg. Rogggg. Ohhhh. I'm cummmming."

Roger kept pinching Fran's boobs, otherwise remained still enjoying Fran's pussy pulsate around his cock. He then lifted Fran's legs on to his shoulders, shoved his cock deep in Fran's pussy, and still holding on to her boobs he climaxed, "Frannnnnnnnnn. Tightttt. Pussssssy. Fuckkkkkkkkk."

Roger collapsed on Fran breathing heavily and his heart pounding. Fran caressed his back; still in wonder of the pleasures she was receiving from her new lover who was an old friend. After a while Roger pulled his cock out of Fran's pussy, grabbed a few tissues, removed his cum-filled condom, and threw them on the floor. He laid down his head on the pillow and fell asleep; he did hear Fran going to the bathroom and flushing the toilet.

FRAN, ROGER AND MELANIE ON MONDAY MORNING

When he woke up at about 7:30 a.m., he smelled coffee, and heard Fran talking to Melanie. He got out of bed, showered, and put on a pair of khaki shorts and a tee shirt. He had to take Melanie to Rabbit's Cove at 8:30 a.m. 

Melanie was finishing breakfast that Fran fixed. Roger mumbled, "Good Morning," to both Melanie and Fran. He kissed Melanie on her forehead and Fran on her cheek. Fran poured a cup of coffee for herself and another for Roger.

Fran said, "I have to get home to do a few chores. I started a load of laundry; light colored clothes and bed sheets. You have to put them in the drier."

Roger replied, "Thanks. After dropping off Melanie at the Rabbit's Cove, I will get a few groceries. Would you like to go for lunch and shopping?"

Fran smiled, "Fine. See you about 11 or so."




Second Chance at Love Ch. 01



Fran got up, kissed Melanie, waved to Roger and left. It was a mild and sunny day in Columbus. As she drove home, Fran replayed the passion-filled night she spent with Roger. 

She mused, "I am pleased Roger turned out to be a very good lover. She again wondered why he liked her slightly sagging boobs so much. May be I should be careful; like Fred, Roger may have a wandering eye. I wonder how Fred is doing."

She giggled aloud when she recalled how much Roger was enamored with her boobs, underarms, and armpits. Her pussy got warm thinking about how well Roger sucked her pussy. 

FRAN AND ROGER GO SHOPPING

Roger finished his grocery shopping, put them away, threw the washed bed sheets in the drier, and started another load of wash, mostly Melanie's clothes.

While he drove to Dublin, he thought how warm and voluptuous Fran was. She was a great lover with big and full boobs, ample ass, and sexy underarms and armpits. He reached Fran's home a few minutes before 11 a.m. 

Fran greeted him warmly with a hug and a kiss. She was dressed in a light blue sleeve-less blouse, burgundy shorts, and sneakers.

"I just showered and started a load of clothes in the washer. I have to put on jewelry and perfume. You are welcome to come upstairs and talk to me while I finish dressing."

Roger followed Fran up the steps. When he saw her tight ass, he tried to grab her waist, but she eluded him. He caught her in front of her bedroom dresser and kissed her neck. Fran smiled, yielded to Roger for a minute, but slipped out of his grasp.

"Honey, if we continue to neck, we will never make it to the shopping mall. Jeannie, my cousin, is meeting us for lunch. Please wait until we get back."

Roger nodded. As Fran put on a thin gold necklace and matching earrings, Roger noticed her bedroom was decorated with soft color wallpaper and curtains. In a corner, there was a TV with a built-in VCR. Her dresser was low and wide with large mirrors. The doors of the large closet also had mirrors. The floor was covered with plush blue-green carpeting.

Roger said admiringly, "Your bedroom is beautifully decorated. I also love all the mirrors you have."

Fran thought, Rog is a typical guy, loves visual stimulation. A sly smile crept on her face as she built on fun and erotic thoughts.

As Roger drove Fran to a nearby mall, he told her the chores he did and thanked her for washing the bed sheets.

Fran giggled, "They needed to be washed, and I needed a shower and change of clothes. It's a good thing Melanie is a baby and does not know what we are doing."

"Fran, you are a great lover. I love your lingerie too. Thank you for letting me pet you, and understanding my fetishes and desires."

Again, Fran giggled, "Roger, trust me. The pleasure is mine too. What other fetishes do you have?"

Roger blushing, said, "You will find out in due course."

ROGER MEETS JEANNIE

Roger and Fran entered the mall near the food court. It did not take long for Fran to locate Jeannie who was waving to her; she was with an older man.

After introductions, Roger noted that Jeannie and Fran looked quite a bit alike, except that Jeannie seemed to be slightly more buxom and had more gray hair. The man she was with was Bob. Jeannie seemed to be genuinely pleased to meet Roger; likewise, Roger liked Jeannie.

After they all ate light lunches, Jeannie and Bob left to do their own shopping. While having their coffees, Roger held Fran's delicate hand. Fran explained that Bob was the first guy Jeannie had gone out with since her husband died; he was a retired teacher and widower.

He looked in to her eyes, "Fran, I really like you. You brought back my confidence in many things. You should know I am a loyal person."

"You also gave my confidence a tremendous boost. Thank you. We should talk some more, may be this afternoon."

Roger sensed that Fran liked him and will continue to see him. That's all he wanted.

Fran helped Roger buy summer clothes for Melanie. They both smiled when they saw a Victoria's Secret store. 

Roger said, "I would like to buy you a present, but I have not bought ladies lingerie before."

"I will walk in to the store with you. Look around. You buy whatever you like. I may buy a few things myself."

Roger did not see Fran for several minutes. He picked a black see through baby doll out fit for her that had well designed slits to expose boobs, and crotch-less panties. 

On the way out of the parking lot, Fran said, "By the way, I talked to Jeannie this morning. She invited me for lunch next Sunday. She said, you and Melanie are welcome to come."

Roger said, "That's nice of her. Sure, we will go with you. Please thank Jeannie for me."

On the way home, Fran saw a convenience store, "Roger, I am low on milk and bread. Please stop for couple of minutes."

FRAN AND ROGER SPEND MONDAY AFTERNOON TOGETHER

At Fran's home, Roger left the present he bought on the stair case landing and followed Fran to the kitchen. He saw Fran's alluring wiggling ass as she walked. He stood patiently as Fran put away the milk and bread. When she turned around, Roger grabbed Fran, hugged her in his strong arms, gently held her face in his hands, and kissed her. Fran and Roger kissed for a long time playing with their tongues. 

After they broke the kiss, Fran said, "I'm thirsty. Would you also like a glass of water."

Roger nodded, followed Fran to the sink, and hugged her from behind as she filled two glasses with water at the sink. Fran felt Roger's stiff cock poking her ass; she sighed with pleasure and excitement. Fran put the glasses on the counter, pushed her ass against Roger's crotch, and slowly steered his hands to her boobs. Roger untucked Fran's blouse and with her help removed it. He firmly held her blue lacy bra-covered boobs. The two lovers stood there enjoying their increasing erotic sensations while looking at the green backyard and trees. 

Fran thought to her, "Roger does not want water right now. He wants my boobs and pussy! He reminds me so much of Fred."

Roger started kissing and nibbling Fran's neck, and kept mumbling, "Fran, you smell and taste so good. I love your full boobs."

Fran was enjoying Roger's loving. She felt her pussy tingling and the nectars oozing. Without saying a word, Fran slowly raised her arms and laced the fingers of her two hands behind Roger's neck. She was thrilled that, as she expected, Roger began to rub her underarms and armpits. She also felt Roger's increased pressure with his cock, trying to go in to any opening. Roger turned Fran a little to the left and kissed her left armpit. He did the same on her right side. Fran was again thrilled that Roger loved her armpits. 

Fran's breathing became rapid and with her eyes closed, she cooed, "Oh Roggg. That feels great."

She could not believe what she was saying aloud, "My pussy is tingling. It is oozing juices."

She was pleasantly surprised when Roger, while still kissing her underarms, undid the top button of her shorts, lowered her zipper, and lowered her shorts. Roger slowly dropped to his knees, and started kissing Fran's blue panty-covered ass and squeezing her firm buttocks. 

Roger gently turned Fran around to face her crotch. He saw a small wet stain at her pussy. Fran squealed when Roger buried his nose in her crotch, but showed her approval by running her fingers through Roger's hair. She then felt Roger licking her stain.

As aroused as she was, Fran realized the state of undress she was in. She started to giggle happily. Roger looked up at Fran's face questioningly.

Fran gently helped Roger stand up, and said, "Look at me being adored by you while I'm in my bra and panties, shorts at my ankles, and sneakers. Just a few days ago, I was afraid of my future. I thought Fred would come back to me."

Fran then kissed Roger tenderly on his lips, squeezed his cock once, pulled up her shorts, and said, "I have to freshen up."

With a sheepish grin, Roger followed Fran. At the bottom of the stairs, he handed his present to her. As she headed upstairs, Fran told Roger, "Make yourself comfortable. I will be back in couple of minutes."

Roger used the downstairs powder room and removed his sneakers. Without thinking, he turned on the TV. In a few minutes, he heard Fran's footsteps on the stairs. Fran was in a pink silk robe and short heels. She also had a shy smile on her face.

Roger stood up with excitement. Fran came up to him and hugged him. She smelled of freshly applied perfume. She also applied bright red lipstick. Then she stepped back and, while lustily staring at Roger, removed her silk robe and let it fall to the floor revealing the black baby doll outfit he bought for her. She then locked her hands behind her head and pirouetted twice slowly. She then beckoned Roger to her with her index finger.

"Roger, you are overdressed, take off your clothes. Let's go to my bedroom lover; it has mirrors."

Roger broke in to a huge grin, tore his clothes off, and practically sprinted in his socks towards Fran. Fran squealed in mock fear and ran towards the stairs. Roger was quick. He caught up with Fran from behind, grabbed her, and lifted her in his arms. He put her down on the first step of the staircase. Giggling and squealing, Fran ran up the steps. Roger had a clear view of Fran's legs, thighs, and her wiggling buttocks as she ran up the steps. In her bedroom, Fran waited for Roger in front of the closet mirrors. She knew Roger wanted to watch their reflections as he loved her voluptuous body.

She saw Roger at the bedroom thresh hold, naked except for his socks; his stiff, thick, cock pulsing involuntarily. Her pussy tingled some more.

As Roger approached her, Fran cooed, "Come, hug me, lover."

Roger hugged Fran from behind. He saw their reflections in the mirror. His cock twitched at the image of Fran. Fran looked more voluptuous in the see-through baby doll outfit. Her white skin contrasted well with the sheer black fabric. 

Roger roamed his hands all over Fran's body. He rubbed her slightly protruding belly. He cupped her boobs. He stepped back and admired Fran's buttocks in the flimsy panties. He decided to stick his cock in the crevice above her ass. Fran saw the adoration and lust in Roger's eyes. She felt his fat, pulsing, cock between her buttocks. She giggled happily. She had not felt so much tingling and oozing in her pussy for so long. Life is so much fun with Roger touching her so wantonly.

Fran then took his hands, placed them on her chest, and cooed, "You know they can be exposed."

Roger had forgotten the specially designed slits. Gingerly, Roger pulled each boob through the slits and exposed them to his view in the mirror. They looked really full and shiny, slightly sagging under their own weight. The nipples stiffened involuntarily. Roger just stared at Fran's mature full boobs. He could not decide what to do. Fran reached behind with her delicate left hand, grabbed Roger's erect cock making Roger groan. With the other hand, she lifted her right breast, and offered it to Roger to squeeze and play with it. She then let go of Roger's cock, raised her arms, and locked her hands behind her neck. 

Roger grabbed both boobs at the same time. He squeezed them and watched as the plump flesh bulged between his fingers. He lifted Fran's left boob. He gently rubbed Fran's underarms and armpits. He alternated between kissing a boob, an underarm, or an armpit. Fran's pussy throbbed and oozed pussy nectars staining her panties. Roger's oozed precum formed a long trail on Fran's ass. Fran knew Roger was very aroused. She thought how wonderful it is Roger was young and all the time horny for her. 

She whispered to Roger, "Before we got married, Fred and I enjoyed oral sex on each other. Can I talk you in to doing that with me?"

Roger grinned, nodded his head, "I would love that very much. But, I may not last very long. I'm so excited."

Fran cooed shyly, "That's ok. I know you will take care of me."

Fran took out a thin quilted, soft, mattress from the closet. She spread it on the floor. She took a box of tissues from her dresser and placed it near by. She then laid down on her left side with her legs slightly bent. Roger also laid down on his left side with his head near Fran's crotch and his legs bent. 

Roger raised Fran's right leg. He spread the panty opening with his fingers. Immediately he saw Fran's wet pubic hair and her glistening well-developed pussy. He did not waste any time. He began licking and sucking Fran's pussy. He was conscious of Fran's erotic odors at her crotch. He inhaled them.

In turn, Fran managed to grab Roger's stiff cock and started sucking on it while also pumping it slowly. Fran was fascinated with the copious precum oozing from Roger's cock. It was thicker than Fred's. She started sucking real hard. Just as he predicted, Roger did not last long. The force of his first ejaculate surprised Fran, but she held on to it and kept her grip and suction on it. Fran swallowed Roger's discharge and liked it. 

While ejaculating in Fran's mouth, Roger moaned incoherently in to Fran's pussy and continued sucking on it. "Ummmmm. Frannnn. Suckkkk. Ohhhh. Babyyyyyyy."

Fran did not reach her orgasm. Surprisingly, Roger's cock was still hard. Fran decided to ride Roger's cock. She pushed Roger's head that was still between her thighs, away. She mumbled to Roger, "I want your cock in me."

Roger stretched out on his back with his cock sticking out like a flagpole. Fran stood over Roger with hands on her waist smiling at Roger. Roger saw Fran's glistening pussy and her projecting boobs. Slowly she lowered herself and straddled Roger's waist. She grabbed his cock, aimed it at the entrance to her pussy, and worked it deep in to her pussy. 

Roger in an alarmed voice said, "Fran, I forgot to wear a condom. You sure it's ok?"

Fran replied, "I called my gynecologist this morning. She does not think I can get pregnant. I trust her judgment. I will explain later."

Roger mumbled, "I hope you are right. I am not ready for another kid."

Soon, he forgot all about babies as Fran began to fuck him. Fran and Roger also watched in the mirror as Roger's cock disappeared in to Fran's pussy and came out glistening again and again. Roger was enthralled with Fran's bouncing and jiggling boobs, and how soft they felt on his palms as he tried to contain them.

Fran's face was red with excitement and exertion. She looked determined, leaned forward crushing her boobs on Roger's chest, and began to fuck Roger's cock with rapid strokes. She was like a jockey riding a racehorse driven by the goal of orgasming as fast as possible. Her breathing and heartbeat increased. She slowed down, then became still, as she orgasmed on Roger's cock. "Ohhhhhh. Roggggggg. Godddddd. Cummmming."

Roger felt thrills on his cock as Fran's pussy spasmed during her orgasm. He held Fran and massaged her back. Fran collapsed on Roger's body with his rigid cock still deep in her pussy.

Fran sat up, and whispered, "I got to pee. I'm also thirsty. Are you close to cumming."

Roger replied, "I need another five minutes or so. I had a cum a short while ago."

Fran got up slowly. Roger's cock made a 'plop' sound as it came out of Fran's pussy; both giggled at the sound. 

Roger heard the toilet flushing. Fran did not return right away. Curious to see what Fran was doing, Roger went to the dimly lit bathroom. Fran had freshened up with lipstick and perfume. The bathroom smelled of sex fluids and perfume. Fran was rearranging the see-through baby doll dress in front of the vanity; she looked very alluring in the mirror. Roger approached Fran from behind and grasped her waist. 

In the mirror, Fran saw Roger walking towards her with his stiff cock swinging in front of him. Mesmerized, she watched him grab her and pull her boobs out of the bodice slits. So much for rearranging her outfit! He then made her lean forward shifting part of her weight to her hands on the vanity. 

Fran protested weakly, "Not in the bathroom, standing up. Fred never made love to me in the bathroom."

Roger said, "Nothing wrong with the bathroom. I have to have you, right now. Please."

He bent down, rubbed and kissed her buttocks, kissed and fingered her wet vagina, stood up, held his stiff cock in his hand, and gently pushed it in to Fran's pussy.

Once he pushed his cock to the hilt, he leaned over Fran and kneaded her large boobs for a long time. He also massaged her armpits. His cock was pulsing in Fran's pussy. With each pulse, a stream of precum jetted out of Roger's cock.

Fran was mesmerized with the passion in Roger's face. He seemed to be in an erotic trance, drawing sensations from kneading her boobs and mostly from his cock pistoning in and out of her velvet-walled pussy. He kept fucking her at a steady pace for about five minutes.

Then Roger speeded up pistoning his cock, slapping his crotch on Fran's cushiony buttocks, creating sounds of clashing flesh. His grasp on Fran's boobs tightened. Roger shoved himself deep in to Fran's vagina. Fran watched excitedly in the mirror the end of Roger's trance, she tightened her vaginal muscles around Roger's cock, as he grunted each time his cock spurted cum, "Ohhhhh. Frannnnnnnie. Daaaaarling. Love your pussy. Fuckkkkkkk. Fuckkk."

Fran and Roger stayed coupled until his cock shriveled and slipped out dragging his ejaculate and her nectars out of her pussy. They were trickling down her leg. Fran pulled out couple of tissues and wiped her pussy and legs as best as she could. Roger turned Fran around. They threw their arms around each other and kissed tenderly. 

Fran said, "It's about 4'o clock. At what time do you pick up Melanie at the Rabbit's Cove."

Roger replied, "Between 5 and 5:30."

Fran put on a robe and said, "I will make you a cup of coffee."

Roger followed her. He put on his clothes and sat in a chair in the kitchen. Fran brought a cup of coffee for Roger and a cup of warm milk for herself.

Roger reached and touched Fran's cheek, smiled, and said, "Fran love, that was awesome love making. When can I see you again?"

Fran smiled and replied, "It was thrilling for me too, Rog. I'm working most of the week. I will be too tired to be a good date most evenings."

Roger said, "You, Melanie, and I have to eat. I can pick up prepared foods, say rotisserie chicken or Italian food, for dinner on Thursday. You will have tomorrow and Wednesday to work and rest."

Fran nodded, "Sounds great."

Roger finished his coffee, got up, rinsed his cup in the sink, and said, "Got to go pick up Melanie. Thanks for everything."

Fran and Roger walked to the front door. Roger turned and hugged Fran, mumbling, "Oh, Frannie. I will miss you. I will call you tomorrow evening, ok?"

Fran nodded, took his right hand and put it on her left breast, "That's to remember me."

After Roger fondled her boob, Fran pulled away, opened the door, pushed him out, waved to him, and waited until he drove away. She then went upstairs, took a long shower, put on her silk pajamas, and went to lie on her bed to watch TV. She replayed all the erotic things she and Roger did to each other. She remembered how much Roger loved her boobs and armpits, and pubic hair. 

"I wonder if Roger would like it if I trimmed my pubes. Fred liked my pubes trimmed. I can't seem to keep Fred out of my thoughts. I still love him." 

Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.

Continued in Part 2. 



Second Chance at Love Ch. 02



Fran still has feelings for Fred, her husband, who has been living with one of his students. Jeannie, Fran’s cousin, likes Roger.

FRAN AND ROGER BEGINNING OF THE WEEK

On Monday, Fran put in a full day of work at the pediatric clinic. She was tired at the end of the day. She showered, changed in to a pink nightgown, ate a light supper: soup and sandwich, and was watching TV when the phone rang. It was Roger.

“Hi Fran, this is Rog. How are you and how was your day?”

“My day went fine. I am a little tired, but I’m very glad you called. I wish you were here with me.”

“I wish I was with you too, Fran. Ummmm, what are you wearing?”

Fran realized Roger was horny for her. She replied, 

“A flimsy pink night gown. No panties. I put on lot of body lotion to keep my body smooth for you.”

Fran continued, “Let’s go out for dinner on Friday, ok?”

Roger realized that Fran is making a date with him for Friday; he replied, “Sure Fran. I would love to have dinner with you. Changing the subject, Melanie and I will see you Thursday evening at about 5:30. Bye.”

“See you Thursday.”

Fran was again busy on Wednesday taking care of children at the clinic. Late that evening, Roger called Fran. Melanie was sleeping. Roger was doing laundry, mostly Melanie’s clothes.

Roger said, “Fran, remember you were going to tell me what your gynecologist told you.”

Fran replied, “It is very unlikely that I could get pregnant now. She said that after I told her about my two miscarriages about ten years ago.”

Roger said, “I’m sorry. Did you want another child with Fred?”

Fran said, “I am not sure. I raised my one son almost alone. For sure, I don’t want another child now.”

“Fran, you are a good mom to Jim. Sometimes, I worry how I can take care of Melanie. I can a learn how to raise Melanie from you.”

“You are a good dad. You have to learn as you go along. See you tomorrow.”

FRAN, ROGER, AND MELANIE AT FRAN’S

On Thursday, Roger picked up a rotisserie chicken and packaged salad on the way to the Rabbit’s Cove, and then Melanie. It was a nice sunny day. Fran welcomed Melanie with a kiss and Roger with a hug. She was in pink shorts, sleeveless blue blouse, and sandals. She decided they would eat dinner on the veranda. She supplemented the chicken and salad with hot rolls and butter. 

After Melanie finished her hamburger, she wanted to play in the backyard with a few toys Roger brought. Roger helped her with placing the toys where Melanie wanted them. She was happy running and playing in the yard. 

Melanie was busy playing. Fran walked towards a Silver Maple tree about 10 feet from where Melanie was playing. She signaled Roger to follow her. Roger leaned against the tree, and hugged Fran and kissed her. Roger could keep a watch on Melanie over Fran’s shoulder.

Smiling, Fran lifted her blouse partially and whispered, “Lover, I removed my bra. Feel my boobs.”

Roger happily squeezed Fran's soft melon-sized boobs. He then bent his head, kissed, and sucked Fran's nipples for several minutes much to Fran's delight.

Fran then whispered, “I removed my panties too.”

Roger's eyes lit up. He unzipped Fran's shorts, ran his right hand over Fran's pubes and pubic hair. Roger rubbed his middle finger on Fran's love channel slit for a minute, slipped it in to her wet vagina, and wiggled it inside, stimulating her sensitive walls. 

Fran leaned her head on Roger's chest moaning, “Oh, Rog. That feels so good.”

Roger rubbed Fran’s clit with his now wet finger. He sensed Fran was approaching her orgasm. Fran became still for a second before her body convulsed, “Ohhhhhhhh. Sweeeeet. Rogggggg. Ohhhhhhhh.”

“I didn’t think I was so close to cumming. Thank you darling.”

Suddenly, Melanie called for Roger. She wanted to go to the bathroom. Reluctantly Roger pulled out his finger from Fran’s love channel, smelled Fran’s love channel aromas on it, and licked it. Fran helped Roger pick up Melanie's toys and take them in to the house. Later, they both knew that Melanie needed attention before going to bed.

“I better take Melanie home. See you tomorrow.”

“I will be at your place tomorrow at about 5:30.”

“That’s fine, Fran. I made dinner reservations for six and have a babysitter to stay with Melanie on Friday night, and another one on Saturday afternoon at Mrs. Jean King's home.”

Fran nodded, pleased to have dinner alone with Roger. 

Just before Roger and Melanie left, Fran handed Roger a small bag, and whispered, “Thank you for getting me off in the backyard. I will take care of you tomorrow. These are to help you think of me tonight.”

Roger found a bra and a pair of panties in the bag. He blushed. He was happy.

Fran whispered, “I wore them for couple of hours today.”

That night, Roger fondly held Fran’s bra to his face, thinking of her lovely boobs, and put them aside. He then picked up Fran’s panties, inhaled the diffused odors of Fran’s love channel and ass, and went to sleep with it around his stiff cock.

FRAN AND ROGER ON A FRIDAY

Friday was a nice day, sunny, not too warm. Roger had picked up the baby sitter, a 15-year old girl that Melanie liked; he gave her important phone numbers and instructions: what to give Melanie for dinner and to let her play in the park for a few minutes. 

Fran knocked on Roger’s apartment door at about 5:30 p.m. She wore a black skirt that came up to her knees, an ivory colored sleeveless silk blouse, a light black sweater, black stockings, short heels, and a black wide-rimmed hat. Roger greeted her warmly taken by how beautiful Fran looked.

He whispered to her, “You look beautiful darling.”

Fran blushed and mumbled, “Thank you.”

Soon, Roger and Fran left for the restaurant. At the restaurant, they were seated in a dimly lit corner; Fran was demure initially, but after couple of sips of Chardonnay wine, she flirted running her delicate fingers and hands on Roger. Roger also relaxed after a glass of the Chardonnay.

“Fran how was your day?”

“Actually, quite good. I rested up at home. I feel good.”

She did not want to tell Roger in detail what she did: that she had showered, shaved her legs and armpits, trimmed her pubes, and applied moisturizing lotion and perfume; that she packed a silk white robe, and sexy lingerie she bought at Victoria's secret in a small suitcase.

Fran cooed, “I am turned on being here with you. It’s pure lust.”

Fran knew Roger was horny; no nookie since Monday. For sure, she was horny. She got warm and her pussy tingled with anticipation of getting fucked all night by Roger.

Roger whispered, “It will take a few minutes for our dinners to be served. I wish I could taste you.”

Fran cooed as she got up, “Let me think of what I can do. I will be back shortly.”

A few minutes later, Fran returned with a sly smile on her face. While she was away, the waiter had brought their dinners. After she sat down in her chair, Fran led Roger’s right hand to her left inner thigh. Roger happily massaged Fran’s smooth inner thigh.

Fran cooed, “Rog, move your hand further up.”

When Roger moved his hand up, he found Fran had no panties. After running his fingers in Fran’s silken pubic hair, he inserted two fingers deep in to her wet pussy to scoop her nectars, and smelled and tasted them.

Fran cooed, “Let’s get out of here and take our left-over dinners home.”

Roger and Fran left the restaurant arm-in-arm with their doggy bags. In the parking lot, Roger kissed Fran passionately. To appease Roger, Fran gave him her panties she had removed in the restaurant. After Roger parked his car in the apartment parking lot, Fran retrieved her small suitcase from her car, and they walked to his apartment. Melanie was asleep in her crib. The baby sitter said Melanie was just fine. Roger paid her and took her home.

When Roger returned, he found Fran on the couch in a black lacy bra, black stockings, and black silk panties watching a movie. She was also fingering her pussy. When she saw Roger, Fran leaned back and sexily opened her legs wide. 

She cooed, “Come eat my pussy. It’s nice and juicy all evening.”

Roger hurriedly removed his clothes, knelt in front of Fran, and buried his face in her crotch. He found Fran’s pussy was indeed juicy. He lifted her legs on to her shoulders and gently sucked on Fran’s wide-open glistening pussy lips and clit. With in a few minutes, Fran had a fulfilling orgasm, “Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.”

After Fran’s orgasm subsided, she cooed, “Roger, I would like to suck your cock. I’m still horny; let’s do the 69 position.”

Roger eagerly agreed to Fran’s suggestion. With Roger on his back, Fran positioned her juicy glistening pussy on his mouth, and Roger eagerly lapped it like a puppy dog and drank her nectars. Fran enjoyed Roger’s sucking mouth on her pussy for a minute, then leaned forward to grasp his cock, and suck and lick it like a lollypop.

Roger mumbled, “Fran, I’m close to cumming; please ride my cock; I love to see your swaying boobs as I cum.”

“I know, I know, you want to see my jiggling boobs,” cooed Fran as she straddled Roger’s crotch, and inserted his cock in to her pussy, leaned forward, and began to make love to Roger. It did not take long for Roger to climax, “Fuckkkkkkk. Franeeeee. Fuckkkkkkk.”

It was about 10:30. Fran and Roger decided to go to the bedroom. Fran used couple of tissues to plug her vagina as she got up and uncoupled, and kept Roger’s cum and her nectars from dribbling on to the couch. Roger's cock was still stiff as they walked to the bathroom to clean up. After cleaning up first, Roger laid down on the bed. As he fell asleep, he heard Fran cleaning up and shuffling around. 

Fran could not go to sleep. She though to herself, “I wonder if Roger knows that I am unable to love him. I like the sex; he’s a good lover. I hope Fred comes back to me,” as she fell asleep.

FRAN, ROGER AND MELANIE ON SATURDAY

It was Saturday morning. Fran woke up first and used the bathroom. She put on a fresh pair of panties and a bra, and got dressed in the black skirt and ivory colored blouse.

Roger was still in bed. Fran squeezed Roger's cock and said, 

“Roger, the bed sheets and pillow cases need to be washed. Please get up.”

Roger groaned, got up, and went to the bathroom. Fran brewed a pot of coffee, about the time Melanie woke up talking and singing.

After Roger finished his shower, Fran started a load of laundry. He then helped Fran get breakfast ready. After Melanie had breakfast, Roger prepared the bath for her with all her floating toys in the tub.

While Melanie was in the bathtub, Roger asked Fran, 

“Would you like to go shopping with us? Melanie needs new clothes. She is growing fast. Afterwards, we can drop off Melanie with Mrs. King and go on to your place”

Fran replied, “Sorry, I can’t go. Jim said he may call me at home.”

Fran continued, “You can pick up in the living and bedrooms. Put my things in my suitcase. Also, check the bathroom. I will take care of Melanie.”

Roger found Fran's crotch-less panties, he smelled them for couple of minutes before putting them in Fran’s suitcase.

Fran helped Melanie finish her bath, and dried and dressed her. She also changed the sheets and pillow cover in Melanie's crib. 

Fran, Roger, and Melanie left together for the parking lot. Melanie walked with Fran telling her a story she heard at Rabbit's Cove. Roger walked behind them carrying Fran's small suitcase. 

As she got in to her car, Fran reminded Roger, 

“Don’t forget lunch at Jeannie's tomorrow.”

FRAN RECEIVES PHONE CALLS

The phone rang in Fran’s kitchen; it was Jim, her son.

“Hi Mom.”

“Hi. Love. How are you?”

“I’m doing great, mom. Katy and I are very much in love; I want to propose to her.”

“When? Do you have a diamond for her?”

“Yes. I bought the diamond a week ago.”

“Ok, honey. I’m happy for both of you. Good luck! Where did you get the money for the ring?”

“I saved up quite a bit of money and Dad helped me with a loan. Did you hear his girlfriend left him a month ago? He is very lonely; he misses you and talks about you a lot. Give him a call, Mom.”

“Thanks Jim. I’m not so sure I should call him now. He made his choices long time ago.

“I know how you feel. But Mom, Dad changed a lot. I love you, bye.”

“Bye, love. Give my love to Katy.”

Later that night, Jim called again, “Mom, Katy agreed to marry me. Her parents are hosting an engagement party next Saturday, more like an outdoors reception at their home. Please come.”

“Congratulations on getting engaged. The party, it's so soon.”

“Mom, Indianapolis is not that far from Columbus, and it's an informal reception for family and close friends.”

Fran agreed, “Ok, I will drive up in the morning and return Sunday.”

Later that night Fran received another phone call; it was from Fred.

LUNCH AT JEANNIE'S

On Sunday, Roger drove to Jeannie's for lunch with Melanie secure in her child seat. It was another nice warm day. Jeannie welcomed Roger and Melanie. She lived in a split-level ranch-style house. 

Melanie was attracted immediately to Jeannie's dog, Ginger, a friendly black poodle. Jeannie let Ginger out in the backyard. Soon Melanie followed Ginger.

Roger visited with Jeannie while she prepared tuna salad sandwiches in the kitchen. He noticed Jeannie had a pretty face and blue eyes. Her hair seemed to be grayer than he remembered. She was dressed in cream-colored shorts, a white sleeve-less blouse, and sandals. She was also voluptuous. Jeannie smiled when she realized that Roger was eyeing her, but did not say anything to avoid embarrassing him. She was flattered that a young guy like Roger liked her looks; an almost 48 yo widow.

When Roger offered to help, Jeannie suggested that, 

“Rog, you could fix soft drinks with ice cubes. We will be eating in the Lanai. If you need a beer, get yourself one from the refrigerator.”

Roger fixed drinks for others, got himself a light beer, and was watching Melanie play with her toys and Ginger in the backyard. He heard Fran walk in to the house and talking to Jeannie. After several minutes, Fran and Jeannie walked in to the Lanai with trays of food. Fran hugged Roger, but she seemed preoccupied.

Roger served Melanie her lunch; Melanie talked happily about Ginger. Roger got himself a second beer and relaxed.

Fran told Roger, “Jim is planning to get engaged to Katy.” 

Fran did not mention Jim's suggestion that she contact Fred. Roger noted Fran was excited about Jim's engagement to Katy.

Fran quietly said, “Apparently, Fred and I were never divorced. I left Amherst in a hurry. Fred wants me back. I don't know what to do.”

Fran continued, “I'm really sorry Roger. I did not intend to hurt you. But, I want to talk to Fred.”

Roger was surprised that Fran was still married to Fred. Of course, Fran did not intend to hurt him. He also decided to be magnanimous. 

“Fran, I know you mean no harm. I understand you are still married. I followed up regularly with my lawyer during my divorce. It is a long and slow process.”

Roger added, “I better take care of Melanie,” and got up from his chair, picked up Melanie, and went to the backyard to play with her and Ginger.

Several minutes later, Jeannie came to him and hugged him. Roger could not help feel Jeannie's boobs pressing in to his chest. Jeannie tried to end the hug, but he held on to her for a little longer. 

Roger said, “Melanie takes a nap after lunch. We should go.”

Jeannie replied softly, “If it's ok with you, Melanie can take her nap in the guest bedroom; it’s on the lower level. Please stay.”

Roger replied, “Ok. I will bring Melanie's stuffed bunny from my car; she sleeps with it.”

ROGER AND JEANNIE TALK

While Melanie was taking a nap, Roger and Jeannie sat down in the living room; Jeannie offered another can of beer to Roger.

Jeannie started the conversation, “Fran was smitten with Fred as soon as they met. I think she still has feelings for him. She likes you too. Only she can sort out her feelings.”

“I understand her position. I was and am still gun shy from my divorce. I did not build up hopes.”

Jeannie said, “My husband, Charlie, died two years ago. I had no choice. Bob was the first guy I agreed to go out with; he is much older than me. Charlie was about my age. We were very compatible; we played silly games.”

Jeannie giggled, and said, “Fran said you were making her very happy.”

Roger blushed and said, “I don't know how much she told you.”

“Fran and I have been very close since we were kids. Your secrets are safe with me.”

Jeannie got up and continued, “Come with me. I will show you photos of my family.”

Jeannie led Roger to her den where there were several photos on one wall. Roger stood behind Jeannie as they examined the photos. In one, he recognized Jeannie and Fran in their teens. He was taken by how beautiful Jeannie looked in her wedding photos. He also noted the pink decor of the den.

“Wow, Jeannie. You must have broken many hearts when you got married. You are still a damned good looker.”

“Thank you sir. Flattery will get you anything you want.”

“Is that a promise, Jeannie?”

“Rog, it’s a cliché, but life is too short. One cannot dwell too long on past events. I like you very much. We are both adults.”

In response, Roger hugged Jeannie from behind. Suddenly, Jeannie turned to face Roger, pulled his head down, and kissed him passionately on his mouth. After the kiss ended, they stood there in embrace supporting each other emotionally.

Roger and Jeannie checked on Melanie; she was sleeping with Ginger and her bunny. They went back to the living room and sat on the sofa. Jeannie sat sideways with her bare feet in Roger’s lap. Roger began to gently massage Jeannie’s feet from toes to heels.

Jeannie closed her eyes and whispered, “Ummmmmm. That’s so nice. Rog, you are so good with your hands.”

She continued, “Rog be a darling; massage my legs, please.”

Roger massaged Jeannie’s well-toned legs for several minutes. He observed Jeannie had a small-framed body, nicely tapered thighs, ample buttocks, relatively narrow waist, and large boobs that sagged slightly even in the confines of her bra. She had delicate hands and well defined arms. 

Roger said to himself, “Jeannie is a real mature lady; mother of two grown children. She could become a grandma in a year or two. But, she is voluptuous and is turning me on.” 

Roger said, “Melanie will wake up in a few minutes. Will you have dinner with me this week?”

“How about dinner here on Tuesday? I’m not working Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday. Bring fast food, say hamburgers or fried chicken. I will make a salad for us. Melanie can play with Ginger and sleep overnight here.”

Roger smiled and said, “It’s a date. Thanks for including Melanie. She found a friend in Ginger.”

Jeannie replied, “Ginger found a friend in Melanie. I am your friend, ok?”

Roger smiled, “Thanks for being my friend.”

After Melanie woke up, Roger got her ready to take her home. Melanie wanted to stay and play with Ginger; Roger assured her that she would get to play with Ginger on Tuesday.

At the door, Jeannie whispered to Roger, “Bring your robe and toothbrush.”

Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.

Continued in Part 3.



Second Chance at Love Ch. 03



ROGER, JEANNIE AND MELANIE ON TUESDAY


Roger and Melanie were at Jeannie's home at about 5:30 p.m. Jeannie welcomed Roger and Melanie with hugs. She wore burgundy colored shorts, a light pink tank top that showed considerable cleavage, and sandals. She had on pink lipstick, and a pink bead necklace and dangling bead earrings. She had on wire-rimmed glasses.

Roger brought in hamburgers and French fries, a bottle of Riesling wine, and a dozen pink roses.

Jeannie gushed when Roger handed her the bouquet of pink roses, “Thank you. I love pink roses. You are such a romantic. I like to be romanced.”

Jeannie hugged Roger again; crushing her boobs in to his chest, and kissed him passionately. After the kiss, she brushed her left hand past Roger's groin; she was pleased to feel his stiff cock. 

Roger carried in to the house a large suitcase containing Melanie’s toys and clothes, and a small gym bag containing his robe and toothbrush. 

Melanie had run off in search of Ginger. Roger found them in the backyard. It was a partly cloudy day. He set up Melanie's small pool and toys under a maple tree, and went to see Jeannie in the kitchen.

“Rog, you can have a beer for now. We can have wine with our dinner.”

Roger couldn't take his eyes off Jeannie as he sipped his beer. As Jeannie was putting together dinner, Roger embraced her from behind, rubbed her upper arms, and kissed her neck. Jeannie willingly yielded to Roger's caresses.

“You are a beautiful lady. You smell so nice. What are you wearing?”

“Chanel #5.”

“You are dressed to kill. I like your shorts, tank top, and jewelry. They look lovely, your boobs.”

Jeannie cooed, “Thank you. They were always my best assets. I have slightly bigger boobs than Fran, but she is an inch taller than me.”

“Can I kiss their tops?”

Jeannie turned around and said, “Go ahead. I would love to have you kiss me, wherever you want.”

Roger proceeded to kiss Jeannie's cleavage. He mumbled, “Ummmm. Lovely. Just lovely.”

Jeannie touched Roger's cock lump and said, “Feels like a nice hard one. The first one I felt in a long time. Let me see it, please.”

Roger unzipped his shorts, lowered his underwear, and pulled out his throbbing cock. He took Jeannie's delicate right hand and placed it on his cock. Jeanne, happily, grasped it. Without losing her grip on Roger's cock, Jeannie slowly sank to her knees.

“It's smooth, big, and hard. It's also pulsing in my hand. It's alive and oozing.”

Roger and Jeannie heard Ginger barking. They separated quickly, adjusted their clothing, and looked outside; Melanie was squirting water on Ginger.

Jeannie whispered to Roger, “I better get dinner ready. You check on Melanie.”

Jeannie served dinner in the Lanai. Roger poured wine for Jeannie and himself. Melanie kept talking happily; she and Ginger played with her toys. Roger was impressed that Jeannie paid attention to Melanie. Roger also noticed how well Melanie got along with Jeannie, and how much Jeannie cared for Melanie. But, a little voice in him said, “Just wait and see what happens.”

After dinner Melanie again went to play with Ginger. Roger helped Jeannie clean up. He also rubbed her ass and Jeannie grabbed his cock every chance she had. After cleaning up, they sat down and visited. Roger learned that Charlie was a fun-loving man and that he loved to play games.

“What kinds of games did you two play? Anything exciting?”

Jeannie blushed and said, “Charlie liked to see me in sexy lingerie/clothing, mostly sheer and fishnet fabrics. He also liked to take me in front of mirrors.”

Roger blushed and said, “My God, I have the same fetishes.”

Jeannie added slyly, “and big boobed older women.”

Roger shyly asked, “Would you wear sexy lingerie for me one night?”

“Sure Rog.”


ROGER AND JEANNIE TUESDAY EVENING AND NIGHT


After Melanie went to sleep, Roger sat next to Jeannie on the sofa, and nudged her to sit on his lap. He noted the pink roses were in a vase.

He looked in to her eyes and whispered in her ear, “Hi beautiful lady, I want to play with your boobs and suck your nipples.”

Jeannie took off her tank top, revealing her boobs encased in a pink bra, “Go ahead Rog. Play with them.”

Roger did just that. Jeannie’s boobs were large; at least DD cups. He was practically mauling them with his hands. Jeannie was pleased with how much Roger was enamored with her boobs.

Jeannie cooed, “I sucked off Charlie many times. Sometimes, he preferred it to making love.”

Roger replied, “I like my cock to be sucked, but I prefer to climax and release my cum deep inside you.”

Jeannie blushed hearing such blunt language. Roger realized that this widow needed directions.

He whispered to Jeannie, “Let me take off your bra. I want to play with your unfettered boobs.”

He reached behind Jeannie, unhooked her bra, and removed the bra cups sticking to her boobs. Jeannie’s boobs had large pink circular areolas and darker pink nipples; they were pendulous; hung proudly on her chest heaving in rhythm with her breathing. Roger lifted each boob and kissed it. He suckled her right nipple while gently pinching and tweaking the other that made Jeannie moan with pleasure.

“Darling, you are bringing passions that have been pent up for a long time. Equal time! Suckle the left nipple.”

Happily, Jeannie thought to herself, “This boy is addicted to my soft boobs. He doesn’t mind their slight sag. All I have to do is show them to him and he will love me.”

Roger wanted to go to the next level; “Jeannie. I would love to eat your pussy. Please take off your shorts and sit in that chair.”

Jeannie was thrilled to hear Roger’s request. She loved to have her pussy eaten. Charlie ate her pussy once in a while. She got off of Roger, stood up, and removed her shorts. Roger let out an inadvertent gasp when he saw Jeannie’s ample ass in pink panties. He also saw a stain on them at her crotch.

On an impulse, Roger fell to his knees in front of Jeannie and stuck his nose in her crotch. Jeannie squealed in joyous surprise. For several minutes, Roger inhaled Jeannie’s love channel aromas on the panties. Much to Jeannie’s delight, he sucked her pussy through her panties. 

Roger turned Jeannie around and fondled her ample, slightly sagging buttocks. Once again Jeannie was thrilled: “This young guy loves my ass too. I thought I gained weight there. He deserves to be loved. I will spice up the evening.”

Jeannie cooed, “I want to put on sexy lingerie for you. I will be back in a few minutes.”

As she walked away, Jeannie cooed again, “You are overdressed. Take off your shorts.”

Jeannie came back in a full-length pink silk robe. She walked to within couple of feet of Roger; with dramatic flair, she removed her robe and let it drop to the floor, revealing a crotch-less fishnet body stocking.

Jeannie looked very sexy in the fishnet stocking. Roger walked to Jeannie and hugged her passionately. He then rubbed her fish net-covered boobs and exposed crotch. His cock pulsed rapidly. Jeannie saw Roger’s twitching cock. She thought he would fuck her standing up. Instead, he gently nudged her until she sat in the upholstered chair. As soon as she sat in the chair, Roger lifted Jeannie’s legs on to his shoulders.

Roger noted that Jeannie had dense growth of brown and gray pubic hair that formed a large inverted triangle. Roger stuck his nose in Jeannie’s pubic hair, deeply inhaling her love channel aromas mixed with Chanel #5. He then started licking her pussy and clit, and sucking her nectars. Roger also managed to simultaneously squeeze Jeannie’s boobs and pinch her nipples gently. Jeannie was enthralled with Roger’s actions on her pussy and boobs.

She moaned continuously with pleasure, culminating in her reaching an intense orgasm, “Ohhhhh. Rogggggg. That’s wonderfuuuuuuulllllllll. I’m cummmming on your mouuuuuuuth.”

Roger felt her pussy pulse on his face. After her orgasm subsided, Jeannie pushed Roger’s head away gently. She got up from the chair and hugged Roger.

Instinctively, Roger poked his stiff pulsing cock in to Jeannie’s stomach. He wanted to fuck her right there and then.

Jeannie cooed, “That was just great. My pussy is still pulsing. I know you are ready for me. Let’s go to my bedroom.”

Roger nodded. He turned Jeannie around, hugged her from behind, stuck his cock in her ass crevice, and tried unsuccessfully to walk in unison with her. Jeannie giggled when she realized Rog was trying to keep his cock in her ass crevice. She stopped willingly couple of times to let Roger dry hump her; one time Roger managed to push his cock head in to her love channel, but Jeannie wiggled away.

As horny as he was, Roger was impressed with Jeannie’s bedroom décor and furnishings. It was decorated in pink wallpaper with small green leaves and dark pink roses. Light pink curtains covered a large window. Jeannie loved pink! There was subdued lighting for increased romantic effect.

The large sliding doors of her clothes closet had mirrors; Jeannie’s dresser was low with large mirrors. It was a boudoir decorated for lovemaking. Roger admired Jeannie and Charlie’s imagination.

Roger stopped Jeannie in front of the closet mirrors and hugged her from behind. Jeannie demurely let Roger love her mature body clad in the crotch-less fishnet body stocking. She saw that Roger held on to her boobs in a tight grasp. Roger looked down at Jeannie’s ass, shoved his pulsing cock in to her ass crevice, and began to hump her. 

He pulled an upholstered chair, sat in it, and nudged Jeannie to sit in his lap. Roger snaked his stiff cock, with its head well lubricated with precum, into Jeannie’s love channel. The two lovers happily sat still for a while: Jeannie delighted with having a stiff cock in her love channel after more than two years and Roger because he reached his immediate goal of fucking this voluptuous woman.

Jeannie felt Roger’s cock twitching insistently in her love channel releasing spurts of precum. She started squeezing her vaginal walls around Roger’s cock every time it twitched.

Roger kept moaning as he kissed Jeannie’s neck, upper arms, and armpits, and mauled her pillowy boobs. He was very turned on seeing in the mirror Jeannie’s fish-net covered body, his hands on her boobs, and his cock in her pussy.

Roger held on to Jeannie’s boobs for support, buried his head in the nook of Jeannie’s neck, as his climax roared deep in his balls, “Ohhhhhh. Jeannie. Jeannie. Jeannie. This is great. Your biting pusssssy is great. Keeeeeep it.  Fuckkkkkk. I’m cummmmmmming. Ohhhh. Jeannie.”

Roger released spurt after spurt of his cum deep in to Jeannie’s love channel. But, his cock did not soften. He wanted to fuck Jeannie again soon, if not immediately.

Jeannie thought to herself, “It’s a good thing Charlie insisted on getting my tubes tied. Rog could knock me up at this late reproductive stage of my life.”

Jeannie smiled and said, “Honey, I have to pee and clean up.”

Jeannie thought to herself, “I am a mess. I need a shower. But, Rog is not done fucking yet.”

“I need a drink of water. I will check on Melanie too. Can I get you some water?”

Jeannie replied, “Sure. Thanks.”

She thought to herself, “How thoughtful of Rog to ask if I wanted a drink of water. I always waited on Charlie.”

Roger took out his robe from the gym bag and put it on. Melanie was sleeping soundly. Ginger decided not to get out of bed and leave her friend. He fixed two glasses of water with ice cubes, drained one, refilled it and walked back to Jeannie’s bedroom.

Jeannie took couple of sips of water to quench her thirst. After peeing and cleaning up, Roger joined Jeannie who was seated on a low-stool in front of the dresser in the pink silk nightgown. She finished applying lipstick, light makeup, and perfume on her temples, boobs, armpits, and pubic hair.

In the dresser mirror, she saw Roger standing next to her with his cock semi erect. She smiled and gently fondled his cock and balls.

Jeannie cooed, “Nice equipment. They do a good job too. Looks like you want to use this one on me again. Charlie loved to take me missionary style in bed.”

Roger ran his fingers through Jeannie’s hair, kissed the top of her head, and gently massaged her fishnet-covered shoulders; in response, Jeannie closed her eyes while continuing to hold Roger’s cock. 

Roger pleaded, “Suck my cock, please.”

Willingly and eagerly, Jeannie sucked Roger’s cock. She tasted her own juices and Roger’s cum. Excitedly, she felt it grow bigger and stiffer. Roger, ran his fingers in Jeannie’s hair and on her hollowed cheeks as she sucked his cock. True to his word, did not want to be sucked off.

He whispered to Jeannie, “You should be well lubricated. Are you ok?”

Jeannie giggling replied, “Lie down. I will put some jelly on this shaft.”

Roger laid down on the bed. He arranged couple of pillows and a cushion to raise his upper body. Jeannie took out a tube of jelly. Lovingly, she first kissed Roger’s cock and then applied the jelly on Roger’s cock head, and wiped her fingers on a tissue. With Roger’s help she straddled his waist, aimed his cock at her love channel, and slowly impaled herself on it. She sat still for couple of minutes for her vaginal walls to adjust to Roger’s fat cock.

Jeannie smiled and said, “This is great. I like it. My pussy is happily stuffed with your cock.”

She then leaned forward and began to move her pussy up and down on Roger’s cock. Roger placed his hands on Jeannie’s fishnet covered jiggling boobs and happily massaged them. For a moment Jeannie stopped fucking Roger, leaned forward and kissed his mouth passionately.

She cooed, “For a young guy, you have a dirty mind; you want me on top just to see my boobs jiggle. I’m close to cumming. Tweak my clit.”

Roger said, “Ok. Sit up. Lift you arms over your head; you have lovely underarms.”

Jeannie sat up, raised her arms, and laced her fingers behind her head. Roger reached between their crotches, found Jeannie’s aroused clit, and tweaked and pinched it gently with his thumb and forefinger.

Jeannie’s rate of breathing speeded up, she closed her eyes, ground her crotch harder on Roger’s hand and crotch, as she had her orgasm.

“Ohhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhh. Ohhhh. Sssssssss. Cummming. I’m cumming.”

Jeannie collapsed on Roger’s still erect cock as her pussy walls spasmed around it. Roger hugged Jeannie tightly until she recovered.

Gently Roger nudged Jeannie on to her back. He laid on top of her enjoying full-length contact for a few seconds. Sitting with his haunches on his legs, he raised Jeannie’s legs slightly and looked in awe at her gaping, glistening, love channel, surrounded by matted gray and brown pubes. 

Jeannie giggled and cooed, “Like what you see? It’s yours as long as you want, lover.”

Roger grunted and holding his glistening cock in hand he shoved it deep in to Jeannie’s gaping, but tight, love channel. He pounded Jeannie’s pussy a few times and watched her boobs jiggle sexily. 

Roger then lowered himself, entwined his forearms underneath Jeannie’s shoulders, and kissed her mouth passionately.

He whispered to Jeannie, “This is a fabulous fuck.”

Soon, Roger felt his climax cumming, he speeded up, and shoving his cock deep in Jeannie’s love channel, he released several spurts of cum, “Fuckkkkk. Jeannnnnie. Fuckkkkkkkkkk. Fuckkkk.”

Roger collapsed on Jeannie’s chest crushing her boobs. When his cock shriveled inside Jeannie’s love channel, he got off her; used a wad of tissues to absorb drippings; he also gave several to Jeannie. Spent, Jeannie and Roger fell asleep holding each other. 


WEDNESDAY MORNING


It was about 7:30 in the morning when Roger woke up. He heard Melanie talking to Jeannie. He got out of bed, put on a robe, went to the kitchen where Melanie was eating her breakfast and feeding Ginger. 

Jeannie was in a pink silk robe. She poured Roger a cup of coffee and said, “Good morning.”

Melanie chimed in, “Good morning Daddy. Ginger is having breakfast with me.”

The phone rang. Jeannie picked it up, talked to who ever it was for couple of minutes, and hung up.

“That was the clinic. One of the nurses had an emergency at home. I have to cover for her today. I will call my neighbor to take care of Ginger. Sorry, I have to leave by 9:00. But, I get to take off Friday.”

Roger replied, “No problem. I have to take Melanie to Rabbit’s cove this morning. Can we have lunch on Friday?”

Jeannie smiled, “Sure. Stop here at about Noon.”

Later that evening Jeannie called Roger, “Hi lover. How are you and Melanie.”

“We are fine. Melanie had a nice day. I’m doing couple of loads of laundry. How are you, voluptuous?”

“I’m fine, a little tired. Thinking of you. I’m looking forward to seeing you on Friday. If it’s ok with you, I will fix lunch for us and you bring dinner in the evening. Ok?”

Roger replied, “Ok, honey. Bye.”


ROGER AND JEANNIE ON A FRIDAY DATE


On Friday, Roger dropped off Melanie at Rabbit’s cove. He then went to a super market to buy groceries. He also bought a box of white chocolate for Jeannie.

It was a nice warm day; Roger drove to a nearby park and jogged couple of eight-minute miles to stay in reasonable shape. After shaving and showering, Roger got dressed in shorts, a golf shirt, and sneakers.

Jeannie was very happy to see Roger and receive candy from him. She was dressed in a dark pink tank top, black shorts, and sandals. Jeannie also put on Roger’s favorite pearl necklace and dangling pearl earrings. She hugged Roger and kissed him lovingly.

In the living room, Jeannie opened the box of chocolates, put a piece in her mouth sexily, and kissed Roger on his mouth pushing some of the chocolate in to his mouth.

“Thank you for the chocolate, lover. I showered, and shaved my legs and armpits. Are you hungry? I can fix a sandwich.”

“I had a late breakfast. I can wait on the sandwich. But, I am hungry for you.”

Roger hugged Jeannie; he realized she had no bra. Immediately, his cock became stiff with desire for her. 

Jeannie thought to herself, “It will be interesting to see how long Roger will suck my boobs. Then I can show him the ‘device’.

“Rog darling, I would like to watch a talk show on the TV. Why don’t you lie in my lap, fondle my boobs, and suckle my nipples?”

Roger nodded in agreement. Jeannie removed her tank top revealing a lavender demi pushup bra whose cups barely contained her boobs. Roger helped her unhook the bra and gently dropped it to the floor. She sat down at one end of the sofa. He took off his shirt, laid down in Jeannie’s lap, and began to suckle Jeannie’s left boob. He also had a close up view of Jeannie’s boob and unfettered access to it. Roger, literally, was in boob heaven.

Jeannie was genuinely interested in the TV show, but Roger’s suckling and fondling distracted her. She tenderly touched Roger’s face, chest, and shoulders. She admired Roger’s hard, youthful body. Jeannie began to feel warm throughout her body, especially in her pussy; her nectars began to ooze.

After several minutes, Roger got up, took off his shorts and underwear, and whispered, “Jeannie please move to the other end of the sofa. I want to suckle your right boob.”

Jeannie obliged; Roger began suckling and fondling Jeannie’s right boob. With her left hand, Jeannie fondled his stiff cock and balls. She ran her fingers through his curly brown pubic hair that extended to his ass. 

Jeannie thought to herself, “It’s a good thing I have large boobs that Roger loves; his cock gets stiff for me readily.”

Roger must have been fondling and suckling Jeannie’s boobs at least 15 min. He thought to himself, “Time to eat Jeannie’s pussy and lick her slick nectars; I am sure it have been oozing.”

Roger got off of Jeannie’s lap, stood up, bent down, hugged, and kissed Jeannie; he pleaded, 




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“Honey, please, I want to eat your pussy.”

Jeannie wiggled away from Roger’s embrace and cooed, “Rog, come with me. See a ‘device’ Charlie assembled. We used it only couple of times. May be you would like to use it.”

Jeannie put on a silk robe. Roger was intrigued; he followed Jeannie to the lower level of her home. Jeannie unlocked a door and turned on a fluorescent light. The large room had thin utility carpeting. Roger saw a treadmill, weight lifting gear, and a Stairmaster. 

Jeannie said, “I use the treadmill and the Stairmaster couple of times a week. I have not gotten in to the latest trendy exercising machines.”

Jeannie saw Roger had a puzzled look. She led him along the wall to a smaller room. Behind another locked door in a plushy carpeted room, Roger saw a leather hammock, hanging by ropes and chains from a sturdy I-beam. It also had stirrups and pulleys for adjustments. It took him a few seconds to realize that Charlie built a device to suck and fuck Jeannie.

Inadvertently, Roger said aloud, “Wow! Charlie was a genius, an admirable sex maniac. I am sorry he didn’t use it much. Let’s honor him by naming this room, ‘Charlie’s Den’.”

Jeannie cooed, “He also bought a leather couch and a TV/VCR unit for us to watch videos, and cushions to be comfortable. The temperature in this room can be controlled too.”

Roger released his grasp on Jeannie’s waist, as he examined the hammock.

He asked in a husky voice, “Were you comfortable in it?”

Jeannie giggled, “Sure, I was the recipient of Charlie’s loving. I had lot of fun helping Charlie make adjustments to the hammock. It’s custom-adjusted for me!”

Jeannie continued, “Thoughtfully, mostly for my benefit, Charlie installed mirrors on the ceiling; I can see what’s being done without straining my neck.”

Roger whispered excitedly, “Please Jeannie take off your shorts. Lie down in the hammock. I want to see how it works.”

Jeannie thought to herself, “Rog is excited. He knows how this hammock works. He wants to use it. I’m going to get my pussy sucked and fucked.”

Jeannie had lavender crotch-less panties. Demurely, Jeannie let Roger help her first to sit in the hammock and then lie down with her head on a soft pillow. Once Jeannie laid down comfortably on her back, Roger gently lifted her legs and placed them in the stirrups.

As Roger was placing her legs in the stirrups, Jeannie giggled and cooed, “Make a wish, lover.”

Roger, just nodded. He was thrilled with excitement; there in front of him was voluptuous Jeannie spread-eagled wantonly. 

Roger kissed Jeannie’s feet and legs, and massaged her legs and thighs. He knelt down on a pillow, spread the opening of the crotch-less panties, smelled Jeannie’s love channel aromas, and began to lick it and suck gently on the clit.

Jeannie tenderly held Roger’s head as he gently ate her love channel. She could see in the mirror Roger insert two fingers in to her pussy. She felt him rub the slick vaginal wall. 

Roger sensed Jeannie’s breathing had become faster. He gently inserted his wet index finger in her anus and slowly massaged the sensitive walls. As Jeannie’s orgasm exploded, she pushed Roger’s head in to her crotch, “Ohhhhhhh. Roggggggggg. Cummmmming. Hssssssssssssssss. Oohhhhhhh.”

Jeannie pushed Roger’s head away from her overly sensitized pussy. She whispered, “Rog, help me get up. I have to pee. I will be back here in couple of minutes.”

After Roger helped Jeannie get up from the hammock, he said, “I need a drink of water. I will bring a glass of water for you.”

When Jeannie returned to Charlie’s Den, Roger smelled freshly applied perfume. Jeannie took two sips of water from Roger’s glass, smiled, grabbed his cock, and asked, “Is he ready for me?”

Roger hugged her, groped her ample buttocks, and pleaded, “Jeannie, please get up on the hammock.”

Jeannie handed him a box of tissues and a tube, “It’s best to use a little K-Y jelly.”

Jeannie, sensing Roger was eager, got up on the hammock. Again, Roger gently placed her legs in the stirrups. He applied a generous portion of K-Y jelly to his cockhead, aimed it at Jeannie’s inviting love channel, and slowly pushed it in.

Roger whispered, “Jeannie, rest your arms above your head.”

Jeannie complied exposing her underarms and armpits. The vision of voluptuous Jeannie spread-eagled, her neck adorned with pearls, and his cock buried deep in her love channel was most enthralling to Roger. Roger reached with both hands, cupped Jeannie’s boobs, and rubbed her armpits. 

“Jeannie, I am very close to cumming. Make your pussy bite my cock, please.”

Jeannie put a vice-like grip on Roger’s cock. After just a few in and out strokes of his cock, the very excited Roger climaxed releasing spurt after spurt of come. He mumbled incoherently, “Jeannie. Fuckkkk. Wonderfullllllllll. So tight. Deeeeeeeep.”

Roger wanted to collapse on Jeannie, but he held on to the hammock, his cock still stiff and twitching. He resumed plowing his cock in to Jeannie’s well-lubricated love channel with steady in and out strokes.

Jeannie, with a huge smile on her face, said, “Wow, Rog. I’m glad you love this hammock. Keep fucking me, lover.”

She thought to herself, “Rog is a keeper. I hope he stays with me. He seems to have gotten over Fran.”

Roger kept fucking Jeannie’s love channel in steady, long and deep, strokes. Occasionally he stopped, rested, and savored fondling Jeannie’s thighs, boobs, and underarms. After about 15 min, Roger’s cock again erupted in spurts, “Jeannie, Jeannieeeeee. Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk. Fuckkkkkk.”

Roger pulled out his softened cock out of Jeannie’s love channel. He helped Jeannie get up from the hammock. He and Jeannie used tissues to catch drippings of sex fluids. Still, when Jeannie stood up, a rivulet of Roger’s cum and her nectars flowed out of her love channel.

Jeannie put on her silk robe and said, “You must be starving. I will make you a sandwich. Come, let’s go upstairs.”

After Jeannie turned off the light in Charlie’s Den and locked the door, she and Roger headed upstairs.

Roger asked, “What happened to Charlie?”

Jeannie replied, “He had a stroke and was paralyzed. He stayed alive for about a year. In case you are wondering, he assembled the hammock couple of years after our son left home for college. Charlie did not want the kids to see us making love. He was a strict, puritanical, Dad and husband.”

Jeannie brought a light robe of Charlie’s for Roger to put on. In the kitchen, Roger fixed orange juice for both. He sat at the kitchen table watching Jeannie prepare sliced turkey sandwiches.

“Roger, since Charlie died, you are the first guy I had intercourse with. You are the only guy besides Charlie to use the hammock. I assume you liked it; I certainly liked it; it seems to bring out the animal in you, a nice, polite, guy.”

Roger blushed, smiled. and said, “Thanks. It was the best love making sessions of my life. You are so beautiful and voluptuous.”

Jeannie blushed and said, “I bet you say that to all of your girlfriends.”

Roger replied, “Jeannie, you are my only girlfriend.”

“Thanks. I am flattered. You are my only guy.”

Jeannie put a plate of sandwiches, potato chips, and pickled cucumber slices in front of Roger. She sat in another chair in front of him.

“You remember, tomorrow I have to go to Indianapolis for Jim and Katy’s engagement party; I am riding with Fred and Fran. I will be back on Sunday. I am working Monday and Tuesday, off on Wednesday.”

“Jeannie, I am teaching a Summer course for a special group of students on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I can use the extra money. I would like to see you Wednesday.”

After lunch, Jeannie said, “Rog, please clear the table. I need a shower. See you in a few minutes.”

Roger cleared the table, rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. He thought to himself, “It will be so much fun to take a shower with Jeannie.”

Roger walked briskly to Jeannie’s bathroom, quietly removed the robe, and hung it on a hook. Slowly, he pushed the shower curtain aside and got in the shower with Jeannie who squealed in happy surprise.

Roger said, “I just want to wash your back and other parts.”

Roger took the soap-covered washcloth from Jeannie and gently washed her neck, back; much to Jeannie’s amusement he spent more time washing her buttocks, ass, and thighs. Roger then hugged Jeannie from behind, reached around and washed her boobs, underarms, and armpits for a long time. As he did so, he developed a hard-on. 

Jeannie squealed when she felt Roger’s cock poking her ass. She thought to herself, “Rog is a fun guy. May be I can entice him to fuck me again  before he goes home.”

Then, he squatted and gently washed her pubic hair and love channel. He stuck two fingers in to Jeannie’s love channel eliciting another happy squeal.

After a few minutes, Jeannie said, “It’s my turn.”

She took the washcloth from Roger and washed his balls, cock, and ass. Roger’s cock became semi rigid in Jeannie’s hands.

The two lovers washed off the soapsuds and dried themselves with towels. Jeannie blow-dried her hair.

Roger said, “I will apply moisturizing lotion on you in bed where we will be warm.”

In Jeannie’s bed, with Jeannie lying on her belly, Roger applied moisturizing lotion on her backside, especially her thighs and buttocks. Jeannie knew Roger was inspecting her body, especially her buttocks, ass, and pussy. Roger also applied plenty of moisturizing lotion to Jeannie’s face, neck, boobs, tummy, pubic area, and thighs. Both Jeannie and Roger were very tired. The shower relaxed them both; they fell asleep. 

After about 20 min, Jeannie was having a pleasant dream; someone was sucking her nipples and fingering her love channel. Jeannie woke up; it was Roger doing the wonderful things to her. Jeannie sat up, took Roger’s semi rigid cock in her mouth and sucked on it until it was hard. 

Jeannie applied plenty of K-Y jelly on Roger’s cock and some in her vagina; then she straddled Roger’s waist and impaled herself on his stiff cock. As she fucked Roger, her pendulous tits bounced and swayed much to Roger’s delight who did his best to contain them in his hands. Jeannie ground her pussy on Roger’s erect cock and Roger kneaded her nipples as she reached her orgasm, “Ohhhhhhhhh. Hssssssssss. Rogggggggggg. Cummmmming. Cumming.”

Jeannie collapsed on Roger’s chest crushing her pillowy boobs. Roger looked at this watch. It was time to go pick up Melanie. 

“Jeannie love, I got to go pick up Melanie. Thank you for a great afternoon. I will be back in about a hour. I will bring a Rotisserie chicken. Melanie will be glad to see Ginger.”

Later, Melanie was excited to see Ginger and Jeannie. Roger noticed Jeannie was dressed in a white tank top and pink shorts. She did not wear a bra; her nipples were protruding on her tank top. 

Roger took the Rotisserie chicken to the kitchen. He then handed Jeannie a single pink rose. She smiled demurely and hugged Roger crushing her boobs on his chest. Jeannie also felt tingly.

“Thank you darling. You are so thoughtful.”


With the fan on, it was not too warm in the Lanai; Jeannie, Roger and Melanie ate dinner there. After dinner, Melanie wanted to play in the backyard with her toys and Ginger. While Roger setup her toys, Jeannie cleared the table. 

Roger found Jeannie at the sink rinsing dishes. He hugged her, nuzzled her neck, and mumbled, “You look lovely in this tank top.”

Jeannie giggled, “I know what you want. Go ahead, play with them.”

Roger lifted Jeannie’s tank top and fondled her bare boobs eliciting sighs from her. Melanie was still playing happily outside.

Roger began rubbing her crotch and poking his cock in to Jeannie’s ass; he mumbled, “I want you before I go home tonight. I won’t see you for several days.”

“You want to do it right here in front of the sink?”

“Yes, love. Right here. We can keep an eye on Melanie outside, while we do it.”

“Ok. While I rinse couple of dishes, bring the K-Y jelly; it’s on the dresser in my bedroom.”

Jeannie thought to herself, “How interesting? Rog wants to fuck me at the kitchen sink. That’s a first!”

Roger was back to the kitchen in seconds. Demurely, Jeannie let Roger lower her shorts and pink panties; they had a small stain at her crotch.

Jeannie felt Roger gently apply a large dab of K-Y jelly on her vagina and push it in with his index finger. Next, he bent his knees and inserted his stiff cock in to Jeannie’s love channel. Melanie was still playing outside as Roger began fucking Jeannie. Roger also kept stimulating Jeannie’s clit.

In a short time she felt her approaching orgasm, she became still, “Roggggggg. Cummmming. Cummming. Hsssss.”

Roger waited until Jeannie’s orgasm subsided. He then pistoned his cock at a blazing speed in and out of Jeannie’s snug love channel for several minutes; he then rested for a minute savoring Jeannie’s pussy, ass, and boobs before resuming pistoning his cock. He perspired as he kept pistoning his cock. He shoved his cock deep in Jeannie’s pussy, grabbed her large boobs, and released several spurts of come, “Fuccccccckkkkkkkkkkk. Jeannnnnnnnie. Greeeeeaaattttt.”

Roger pulled out his shriveling cock out of Jeannie’s love channel; she managed to grab a few tissues and plug her vagina before his cum dripped down. Roger also cleaned up just as Melanie started to look for him.

Jeannie smiled and said, “Thank you, lover. I know I will miss you. I hope you will miss me. But, I will be waiting for you on Wednesday.”

Roger hugged Jeannie and said, “Thank you darling. It’s so easy to love you. Call me after you return from Indiana.”

Soon, Roger took Melanie home.


TUESDAY ROGER, JEANNIE AND MELANIE


Tuesday afternoon, Jeannie called Roger at his apartment, “Hi love, it’s me. How are you and Melanie?”

“I’m fine. Melanie has a slight fever. I picked her up on my way home from school. She is sleeping now.”

“After work, I will stop by and check on her. Most kids do fine after taking baby Aspirin. I will bring a free sample. See you in about a hour. Oh, give me directions to your place.”

Jeannie knocked on Roger’s apartment door at about 4:00 p.m. Roger greeted her with a quick hug. Jeannie went straight to Melanie’s room. She was playing; she was happy to see Jeannie and let her examine her while inquiring about Ginger, her friend. Jeannie talked Melanie in to taking a baby Aspirin with apple juice. Within minutes, Melanie was singing and playing happily.

In the living room, Jeannie smiled at Roger and said, “Kids recover fast. Melanie had a slight fever. She is fine now. Give her plenty of juice. Let her sleep tonight. I will stay for a few more minutes.”

Roger said, “Thank you, Jeannie. Please stay and have dinner with us. I can bring spaghetti, salad, and rolls from the supermarket in 15 min.”

“Ok, Rog. I will watch Melanie.”

While Roger was away, Jeannie was pleased to see the apartment was clean. There were several photos of Melanie and one of, she guessed, Melanie and her mom, and another of Roger’s parents.

After Roger returned, he offered Jeannie a glass Chardonnay, and served dinner. Melanie was feeling fine. She resumed playing in her room. 

Roger sat next to Jeannie, “Take your shoes off. I will rub your feet and legs.”

“You are a darling man. My feet and legs need massaging.”

As Roger massaged her feet in his lap, Jeannie closed her eyes. She was relaxed and able to take a short nap. Jeannie thought to herself, “Rog cares for me. He is a kind and horny guy.”

Jeannie woke up and said, “Jim’s engagement party was fine. Katy’s parents seem to have lots of money; they all love Jim.”

She continued, “Fred and Fran will try to make their marriage work. They are returning to Amherst.”

Roger replied, “I am glad for them. I felt Fran still had feelings for Fred. If Fred keeps his nose out of young pussy, he will make Fran happy. I’m glad I met you through Fran. She helped me after all. I feel comfortable that you care for me. I missed you since Friday.”

“I missed you too. I was in a good relationship before. Fran had an on and off relationship with Fred.”

“You look nice in your nurse’s uniform.”

Jeannie got up, “Thank you. Let me check once more Melanie’s temperature.”

A few minutes later, Jeannie said, “Melanie has no fever. Give her another Aspirin after couple of hours. I’m tired. I still have to unpack. See you tomorrow. Come for lunch.”

Roger hugged Jeannie and said, “Thank you for coming and taking care of Melanie. See you about Noon tomorrow.”


JEANNIE AND ROGER AT HER HOME ON WEDNESDAY


Roger took Melanie to Rabbit’s Cove day care center and did several chores. He then headed to Jeannie’s home. Jeannie welcomed Roger with a hug at about Noon. She was in a pink silk robe. “I am sorting clothes for washing. I spilled my drink on my blouse. It needs to be soaked. I will be back in a few minutes.”

It was a nice afternoon, mostly sunny. Roger went to the backyard. He noticed the yard was surrounded on all sides by a high fence offering privacy. He was admiring Jeannie's flowerbeds, when he heard:

“Hi young man. Do you like my flowers.”

Roger turned around to see Jeannie waving to him from the patio. He looked towards her. She was in a loose, low-cut, black, see-through dress, and large-rim glasses on her nose. She also put on heavy make up, pearl earrings, and necklace. She looked voluptuous and very fuckable; he was turned on. 

“Jeannie, it’s really nice outside. Come on out.”

Jeannie put on sandals. Hesitantly, she came out and joined Roger. He hugged her and kissed her passionately.

Jeannie asked, “I guess no one can see us in the backyard. How do you like my make up?”

Roger said, “It's great. I am turned on by your new look.”

Jeannie smiled, grabbed Roger's crotch and said, “I see you are really turned on. You like me looking old.”

She then took Roger's hands, put them on her chest, and cooed, “Feel my fruits.”

After letting Roger fondle her boobs for a few minutes, Jeannie asked him, “Do you like my fruits?”

Roger replied, “Yes, very much. They are succulent. I want to eat them."

Roger lifted her dress, bent, and, while grasping them, nibbled on her nipples.

Jeannie noticed Roger's pants form a tent. She said, “Young man, I have other assets. I'm sure you will like them. The bugs may bite us here, let's go inside.”

Jeannie, lead him to the living room, lit by the afternoon sunlight. Roger removed Jeannie's dress. She had on pink crotch-less panties. Jeannie looked very inviting with her huge boobs hanging proudly on her chest, and pearl necklace and earrings. Roger again hugged her passionately. Jeannie helped Roger take off his shoes, shorts, shirt, and underwear. 

Roger's cock was stiff and erect. Jeannie held it gently and whispered, “What do you want, young man?”

Jeannie thought to herself, “Rog is still a young guy. I bet he can fuck me twice this afternoon."

Roger whispered, “I want to kiss your smooth ass and buttocks. Lean over on the back of the couch, please.”

Jeannie did a sexy dance holding her hands behind her head and swaying her hips sexily. She then leaned over the couch, displaying to Roger her firm and shiny buttocks separated by the pink crotch-less panties. Roger sank to his knees on the carpet. He rubbed her smooth buttocks admiring their meaty firmness. Jeannie’s pussy, framed by the pink crotch-less panties, looked succulent. 

Roger licked, sucked, and kissed Jeannie's love channel for several minutes. In fascination, he also examined Jeannie’s anus and the short brown curly pubes around it.

As he rubbed and kissed her buttocks, Roger kept mumbling, “So smooth. So firm.”

Roger whispered to Jeannie, “Your pussy is so succulent and inviting. I want to fuck you right here on the carpet.”




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Roger sounded eager and desperate to fuck Jeannie. 

Jeannie said, “I better spread couple of towels to catch our drippings and keep them from staining the couch.”

Jeannie returned with two fluffy white towels and spread one on the couch seat and the other on the carpet. She got on her knees on the flush carpet and leaned forward on the couch seat. Once again, she displayed to Roger her voluptuous ass and buttocks. Roger got on his knees behind Jeannie. He ran his hands on her buttocks while admiring her voluptuous ass. 

Jeannie replied, “Go ahead young man. I love to be fucked from behind.”

Roger took hold of his cock, aimed it at Jeannie’s love channel opening, and slowly pushed it all the way in. He paused to enjoy the sensations, the view of his cock embedded in Jeannie’s pussy, and the mingled pubic hair: his darker than hers. He watched intently as he withdrew his cock and pushed it in slowly several times.

Jeannie was delirious with the thrills Roger’s cock was generating in her love channel. She began to move her ass pushing back when Roger pushed forward. Still, she did not forget her role of an old lady.

“Pinch my nipples, young man, and keep fucking me. This old lady loves your fat, young, cock.”

Jeannie felt her orgasm fast approaching. She kept fucking Roger’s cock. She mumbled, “Ohhhh. Rogggg. I’m cummmming. Cummmmmming.”

Roger felt Jeannie’s love channel convulsing around his cock. It triggered his climax deep in his balls, but he kept fucking until his cock erupted deep in Jeannie’s pussy, “Jeanniennie, Fuckkkkkk. Ohhhhhh. Fuckkkkkkkkkkk.”

Roger was pleasantly tired. He laid down on the carpet with his head on a small pillow. Jeannie snuggled to him with her head on his left upper arm and shoulder. The two lovers fell asleep for about 20 min. They went to the powder room and cleaned up. She put on the pink robe, and Roger his underwear and shirt. 

Jeannie offered, “Let’s take a break in the Lanai; it’s nice out there. I will make hot chocolate and bring it over.”

Roger sat in a chair in the Lanai waiting for Jeannie. Jeannie placed two cups of hot chocolate, two pieces of chocolate cake, and a few chocolate chip cookies on the coffee table. Roger ate a piece of cake and two cookies; he felt good after the nourishment. 

After they finished drinking hot chocolate, Jeannie got up and sat in Roger's lap, touched his face tenderly, and kissed his lips.

Jeannie groped Roger's cock and balls, and said, “Rog, you are a fabulous lover. I love the thrills you bring out in me. I love you.”

Roger looked in to Jeannie’s blue eyes, smiled, kissed her lips, and said, “I love you too. You are a great lover too. I love the games you think of to play.”

Jeannie continued to play with Roger’s genitals. Roger was enjoying Jeannie's manipulation of his genitals. She also looked very alluring and fuckable. He thought of another role for Jeannie.

Roger whispered, “You looked very enthralling when you were examining Melanie at the apartment.”

Jeannie, looked at Roger, who was blusing, and asked, “You liked me in a nurse’s uniform? You want me to dress as a nurse?”

With a sheepish grin on his face, Roger said, “Yes. You can take care of me. We have plenty of time.”

“Ok, Rog. I need a few minutes to change clothes. I will go to my bedroom. Please take the dirty dishes to the kitchen.”

Roger took the cups and plates to the kitchen. He put them in the dishwasher after rinsing them. He also cleaned the coffee table. 

As she went to her bedroom, Jeannie thought to herself, “Roger wants me to look like an old nurse! I wonder if he will get turned on when I am dressed to go to work? Will he fuck me silly when I come home from work?”

As Jeannie changed clothes, she thought, “I will show Roger how an old nurse can look sexy and also take care of him!”

Several minutes later Jeannie came downstairs dressed in all white: a nurse’s one-piece uniform, thigh highs, and low-heel shoes. Jeannie also had a white silk scarf, and Roger’s favorite dangling pearl earrings and pearl necklace, and a stethoscope around her neck.

When Roger saw ‘old nurse’ Jeannie, he was stunned how alluring she looked. As his cock got stiff in an instant, he thought to himself, “Wow, a voluptuous and very fuckable woman.”

Jeannie came up to Roger, grabbed his underwear-covered cock, and cooed, “You and your cock need to be taken care properly.”

Jeannie then looked in to Roger’s eyes and cooed sexily, “Looks to me like your cock is hurting. I have to examine it and you thoroughly. Take off your underwear. Let’s go upstairs.”

As soon as Roger removed his underwear. Jeannie saw his erect cock. Involuntarily she giggled and grabbed it. As she led him upstairs, her love channel began to ooze nectars. 

Roger was too stunned to say anything. He did have a huge grin on his face as Jeannie led him upstairs holding his thick cock in her small hand.

In the bedroom, Roger grabbed Jeannie, turned her around by her shoulders, and whispered, “If I eat your fruits, I may feel better. Take off your uniform, please!”

Jeannie unbuttoned her uniform. As she stepped out of it, Roger noticed that she had on a black open bust halter top and black crotch less panties. Jeannie’s boobs looked very succulent in the open bust halter top that lifted them up slightly in spite of their weight. They also looked like two large shiny polished fruits dangling from Jeannie’s chest.

Roger was beside himself with desire and murmured, “Oh, Jeannienie. I love your magnificent boobs in the halter top. They look like exotic ripe fruit. Can I touch and feel them, please?”

Jeannie lifted her boobs with her hands and offered them to Roger. 

“I hope eating these fruits will help take care of your problem.”

Roger squeezed Jeannie’s protruding boobs for several minutes. He also was able to smell Jeannie’s perfumed armpits further intoxicating his excited mind. 

He knelt in front of Jeannie taking in the sight of her white thigh highs and black crotch less panties. He then ran his nose and cheeks on Jeannie’s inner thighs from her knees up to her crotch. 

He wanted to eat Jeannie’s pussy, but she pulled him up by his shoulders to face her and kissed his lips passionately. Roger turned her around to get better access to her boobs, and, equally importantly, was able to park his stiff cock in Jeannie’s silk-covered ass. Roger played with Jeannie’s boobs, pearl necklace, and white scarf for a long time. His stiff cock was pulsing and releasing strings of precum on Jeannie’s ass.

Jeannie cooed, “Rog, you need to drink juices to take care of your problem. Come lie down on the bed.”

Jeannie helped Roger remove his shirt. She made him lie down on the bed on his back. Jeannie then stood majestically on the bed with one leg on each side of Roger’s prone body. Grasping the head board with her hands, Jeannie sank down slowly to straddle Roger’s face.

Jeannie cooed to Roger, “Suck and drink the juices from old Jeannie’s fountain. They may take care of your problems.”

Roger sucked Jeannie’s pussy avidly. Jeannie deftly moved her crotch offering either her oozing love channel or her clit for Roger to suck. Roger, for his part, grabbed Jeannie’s buttocks while sucking her love channel. It seemed like every time he squeezed her buttocks, she released a dose of nectar in to his sucking mouth that overflowed on to his nose and cheeks.

Roger wanted his cock in Jeannie’s love channel. He gently nudged her to slide back until she felt his cock on her ass. He lifted her ass and helped her impale herself, surrounding his cock with her warm cocoon. Roger pulled Jeannie and kissed her lips.

He whispered to her, “You fuck really good for an old nurse.”

He whispered again, “But, I want to take you in Charlie’s Den, please.”

Jeannie nodded and, after she and Roger put on their robes and headed to Charlie’s Den, she thought to herself, “He has been thinking of Charlie’s Den. He wants to fuck me again and fill my pussy with his cum.”

As he fondled Jeannie’s buttocks, Roger whispered, “Jeannie, I am addicted to you. I cannot keep my hands off of you. I miss you when I don’t see you.”

Jeannie replied, “I miss you too, love.”

In Charlie’s Den, Roger helped Jeannie lie down in the hammock; he gently lifted and placed her ankles in the stirrups.

Jeannie looked very alluring in her crotch-less panties and open bust halter-top could not keep her boobs from jiggling sexily. For her part, Jeannie remembered to expose her under arms and armpits to Roger’s view.

Even though Roger ate Jeannie’s pussy a short while ago, it was still too alluring, like a fresh cut exotic fruit. 

Roger quickly sucked on Jeannie’s pussy making her squeal in surprise, “I didn’t expect that.”

Roger quickly pushed his stiff cock all the way in to Jeannie’s love channel. Roger moved his cock in and out of Jeannie’s love channel savoring the snug fit of her vaginal walls around his cock. Periodically, he stopped his motion to fondle Jeannie’s boobs, under arms, and arm pits. Jeannie was having considerable fun grasping Roger’s cock with her vaginal muscles and releasing it.

Roger felt his approaching climax, he held on to Jeannie’s boobs, as his cock spurted several jets of cum deep in her love channel, “Jeannnnnie. Ohhhhhhhhh. Greeeeaaaat. Lovvvvvvve it. Fuckkkkk.”

After the two lovers separated and cleaned up, Jeannie ran to the bathroom. Roger followed her upstairs. He got in her bed and was falling asleep when Jeannie joined him. Roger inhaled her perfume and felt her voluptuous curves as he snuggled with his flaccid cock resting in her ass crevice.

Roger thought to himself, “Just snuggling with Jeannie is fun.”

But, soon, he was fondling Jeannie’s magnificent boobs. At some point in time, Jeannie got up, took a quick shower, and got dressed in a sleeveless blouse, shorts, and sandals. 

Roger woke up, cleaned up, got dressed, and went to the kitchen.

Jeannie put a cup of coffee in front of Roger and said, “I have leftover meat loaf and mashed potatoes for dinner.”

Roger finished his coffee and said, “I will pick up a tossed salad and dinner rolls, and then Melanie at Rabbit’s cove.”


Later that evening, after Jeannie, Roger, Melanie, and Ginger had their dinners, Melanie went to play with Ginger and her toys. Jeannie and Roger were relaxing with their drinks.

Jeannie asked, “Rog, when is your birthday?”

“It’s next month, August 15. When is yours?”

Jeannie quietly said, “It’s on Saturday.”

“Jeannie, it will be a big honor for me if you go out to dinner and dancing with me,” said Roger.

Jeannie smiled and replied, “Ok, it’s a date; but, I’m not much of a dancer.”

Roger replied, “Neither am I, but we should have fun. It’s your birthday.”

Roger continued, “I will call Mrs. King to babysit Melanie and Louie’s Italian Restaurant for dinner reservations. We will go to a piano lounge for a night cap and dancing. May I use your phone?” 

“Sure Rog,” replied Jeannie; she proceeded to clear the dishes and clean the dinner table.

After several minutes on the phone, Roger said, “It’s all set. On Saturday, I will pick you up at about 5:30 for dinner.”

Jeannie smiled and said, “Thanks, but I think Melanie should not sleep at Mrs. King’s. We should bring her here; Ginger loves to sleep in the same bed with her. Hey, I don’t want to sleep alone on my birthday. I would love to sleep with her Dad.”

Roger whispered appreciatively, “Thank you for the invitation.”



Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.


Continued in Part 4.





Second Chance at Love Ch. 04



Jim invited Eric Reynolds, who has been a friend since his sophomore year in college, to the engagement party. Eric was a year older than Jim and a graduate student. During a few weekends Jim and Eric hung out in the dorm while most other students went to their homes. Eric fell in love with a girl couple of years younger than him, but she wanted to be just a friend after she transferred to a more prestigious private college in the East.

Eric was not dating any girl seriously enough to take her to Jim's engagement party. He came to help out in any way he could at the engagement party.

It was a nice summer day; the party at Katy's parent's home was outdoors, around a small swimming pool. There was lot of good food provided by a well-known local caterer and an open bar. Wine was served with the buffet dinner. A band played light music during dinner. After dinner, couples danced on the large patio. Fran, Fred, and Jeannie sat at the same table as Jim and Katy, and Katy's parents. They were there in support of Jim.

Jeannie missed Roger very much. She danced once with Jim at his request, otherwise she sat at the table and talked with Fran, Fred, Jim, and Katy. She noted that Fred and Fran were holding hands and danced couple of times to slow music; Fred seemed to have recovered from his heart problems.

Katy took Eric aside and whispered to him: "My uncle, Ed, is seeing his cute blonde secretary; try to be nice to my aunt Alice."

Alice was an attractive woman, with shoulder-length blonde hair held up above her neck; she was slightly overweight mostly due to a large bust and ass. She had on dangling gold earrings with several small diamonds and a gold necklace with a few large diamonds. She came dressed in a low-cut sleeveless black gown with long slits up to mid thigh on both sides.

Ed Monroe received a call on his mobile phone; he told Alice there was an emergency at his office and left leaving her behind. Eric saw the hurt look in Alice's face; he asked Alice to dance with him. Alice accepted Eric's offer; she was a very good dancer in good physical shape.

Alice asked Eric, "Do you know where my husband, Ed, is right now? If Jim and Katy didn't tell you, I can tell you he is with his bimbo girlfriend."

Eric just nodded and kept dancing with Alice. The band changed to a slow song. Alice did not let go of Eric. Suddenly, Alice said, 

"I take good care of myself and our home. My one big mistake is I didn't have children. Tell me Eric, am I not an attractive woman?"

Eric responded, "Honestly, I think you are a beautiful lady."

"Thank you. Looks like you are alone here. Keep me company. We can have a good time together. Let's go get some wine."

Eric followed Alice to the bar, walking well behind her. Eric noticed Alice's delicate neck and exposed back. Over couple of glasses of wine, Eric listened as Alice talked. He found out that Alice went to the State University. She majored in English, graduated cum laude, and was a sorority beauty queen. Ed was from a wealthy family. Her father played golf with Ed's father; he was considered to be a good catch.

Perhaps it was too much alcohol in his blood, but Eric said, "How can you blame only yourself for not having children? How do you know Ed is not sterile?"

Impulsively, Alice kissed Eric on his cheek, and said, "I am sure Ed is sterile. He had several girlfriends during our marriage and none of them got pregnant."

Alice then told Eric, "You are a good listener and dancer. Some young woman will be very lucky to snag a hunk like you."

Eric blushed and mumbled, "Thank you, Alice."

Alice asked, "Eric, are you dating anyone seriously?"

"No. I hang out with a group of friends. I don't have a girlfriend."

Alice relaxed knowing Eric was not seeing any one. "You are a big guy, are you a jock?" 

"I played football, wide receiver, and basketball, small forward in high school; I was too slow and small for college teams."

When the band started playing a fast musical number, Alice grabbed Eric's arm and said, "Let's dance some more."

While Alice was twisting and shaking, Eric noticed that underneath her clothes, her big boobs were bouncing sexily. Instinctively, he got a hard-on. Eric was embarrassed when the band started playing a slow number and he had to dance holding Alice close to him. He tried his best, but could not keep his hard-on from poking Alice above her crotch.

Alice felt Eric's hard on. She was thrilled that Eric found her attractive. She pushed her thigh against Eric's hard on, and cooed, "I am glad you like me. I like you too."

Eric blushed. He decided to enjoy the mature body of Alice and did not try to move back. It was about 9:30 p.m. Many people had left the party that began at about 5 p.m. A few young couples were still dancing. Alice asked Eric to drive her home because Ed drove away leaving her without a car. Eric agreed.

Alice said good-bye to her sister and brother, hugged Katy and Jim. Alice looked around until she 'located' her step mom, Dorothy (Dot), a handsome woman about 65 y.o. She was talking to an older cousin. Eric thanked Jim's parents, and said good-bye to Jim and Katy.

Katy said to Eric, "Thank you for being nice to Alice."

Eric blushed inadvertently and said, "No problem. She is easy to talk to."

As he walked with Alice to his car, Eric was glad he cleaned the car that morning, especially the backseat that was messy. Eric warned Alice, "I drive an old Taurus, but it does have air conditioning. Remember, I am a student."

While driving, Eric noticed Alice's dress had parted at the slit; she had well-toned legs and thighs. 

Alice asked, "Eric, I noticed your car has Illinois license plates, where do you live?"

Eric replied, "My parents live in Champagne. Dad was a lecturer at UI and mom worked in one of the libraries. Both have retired recently."

After a few minutes in the car, Alice turned towards Eric, reached, and touched his face; she then rubbed Eric's thighs. Eric did his best to focus on driving. He reached with his right hand and rubbed Alice's exposed thigh. After several minutes of driving, they reached Alice's large home.

ALICE DECIDES NOT TO SLEEP IN HER HOME

Alice whispered to Eric, "Drive to the back of the house; it's a long driveway. 

At the back of the house, she looked at the second floor of the house; there was a light in one of the rooms. 

Alice said, "Just as I thought, Ed is in his bedroom. I am sure his girlfriend is with him. We have been sleeping in separate bedrooms for three years. Tonight, with Ed's bimbo in his bedroom, I don't want to go in to the house. He crossed a line that I cannot accept. Please drive out."

As Eric turned the car round, Alice got out her mobile phone and made a call.

Alice said, "I stay often at the Hilton after dinner meetings. Please drive there."

After a pause, Alice whispered to Eric, "Please stay with me tonight. I have not been with another man since marrying Ed."

Eric nodded. He took Alice's hand and kissed it, and whispered, "Alice, I would love to be with you tonight."

At the Hilton's front desk, Alice was given a key and waved through with minimal delay. Alice and Eric got in to an elevator; Alice used a small key on the elevator console and it took them to the top floor. They were alone; Alice then hugged Eric and kissed him passionately.

Alice and Eric rushed to her room. Once inside, Eric pulled Alice to him and kissed her on the mouth. He slid his tongue in to Alice's mouth; Alice happily sucked on it. She also felt his cock lump push against her belly.

Alice gently pulled away, and said, "I have to freshen up. Open the bottle of wine on the coffee table. You can eat the fruits, if you are hungry. I will be back in couple of minutes."

Eric realized he was in the living room of a suite, and Alice had ordered the bottle of wine and fruits earlier. After using the other bathroom to freshen up, he opened the bottle of wine and poured the wine in to two glasses. He removed his shoes, and just dimmed the lights when he heard Alice open the bathroom door.

Alice was in her black high-heel shoes and underwear: a black lacy bra and a black silk slip. Her blonde hair was still held high. Eric gave a low whistle in admiration. Eric stood up and handed Alice a glass of wine. He and Alice clicked their wine glasses, and Alice said, "To friendship."

Eric was taken by Alice's voluptuous body; he put down his glass, hugged Alice, and planted numerous kisses on her face and neck. He pulled Alice down to the couch and continued to kiss her. Alice was pleasantly pleased with Eric's initiative; she managed to put her wine glass down, pulled Eric's shirt off of him, and rubbed his well-toned hairy chest with her hands.

Alice cooed, "Eric, you have a great body. It has been a long time since I went out with a man. I want to enjoy this night with you."

Eric looked pleadingly in to Alice's face and whispered, "I have been so turned on since watching you dance at the party. I loved the way your boobs were jiggling; may I see them please."

Alice shyly nodded. She saw Eric's eagerness. She was proud of her ripe and firm 38D boobs, but wondered if Eric liked slightly sagging boobs. She need not have worried: as soon as Alice removed her bra, Eric reached for her boobs to squeeze them and tweak her nipples. He then suckled each of her boobs as Alice threw her head back and enjoyed the induced sexual thrills. After several minutes of playing with Alice's boobs, Eric stood up and removed his pants; Alice noticed Eric's cock had pushed his underwear out several inches. Eric crawled on his knees to Alice and after squeezing her boobs, buried his face in her crotch. He could smell Alice's heavenly pussy nectars mixed with her perfume.

While looking at Alice's face, Eric reached under her silk slip and began to lower her black silk panties. Alice lifted her buttocks, helped Eric take off her wet-in-the-crotch panties, and tossed them on the floor. Alice's pussy has been oozing sexual nectars since her slow dance with Eric. 

Alice squealed joyously when Eric kissed her soft and smooth inner thighs from knees to her crotch; eventually he buried his face in her bare crotch. He slowly lifted Alice's legs to get better access to her inner thighs and pussy. While gently pinching Alice's nipples, Eric first kissed her soft thighs, and then licked and sucked her vagina; he swallowed Alice's pussy juices happily delighted with their aroma. Eric then gently sucked on her clit couple of minutes when Alice reached her orgasm. Alice held on to Eric's head as she came.

"Ohhhhhh. Yessssssssss. Fuckkkkkk. Ohhhhhh. Yessssssssss. Fuckkkkkk."

After Alice's orgasm subsided, she lifted Eric's face and kissed his pussy-nectar smeared mouth, and said, "Thank you. I had an incredible orgasm after a long time."

Eric stood up, extended a hand to Alice, and said, "I want to make love to you in the bedroom."

When Alice stood up, Eric lifted her in his arms, and carried her to the bedroom. After lowering her next to the bed, he removed her slip while Alice undid the knot in her hair. Alice's face looked beautiful surrounded by the cascade of blonde hair. Her lips were full and red. Her boobs stood out majestically as twin peaks off of her chest. She had a slender waist and wide hips. Her just sucked pussy was glistening with Eric's saliva and her nectars. Eric nudged Alice to lie on her back on the large bed. In the dim light coming from the bathroom, Alice's beautiful face and voluptuous body looked very inviting. 

Eric removed his underwear revealing to Alice his hard and twitching cock. Alice was delighted that Eric was eager to fuck her. She reached out with her delicate hand and gently squeezed Eric's cock making it release a generous amount of precum from its hole.

As Alice welcomed Eric in to her arms, she cooed, "Be gentle. It has been a long time since I made love. Your cock looks big."

Eric found Alice's aroused sex channel was well lubricated. Alice helped Eric place his stiff cock at her vagina. Slowly he began to push his cock in her pussy while watching for signs of discomfort on her face. After about half of his cock was in, he stopped pushing and remained still while Alice's vaginal walls stretched to fit tightly around his cock. In a few more seconds Eric had all his cock in Alice's pussy. 

Eric was delighted with the warm and snug clutching of his cock by Alice's pussy. In turn, Alice smiled happily enjoying Eric's large cock in her pussy. She gently scratched Eric's back. Then, she tightened her vaginal muscles around Eric's cock. Eric began to fuck Alice's tight, juicy, pussy in slow, long strokes.

Alice was not surprised when Eric began to mumble incoherently in her right ear; he held her tightly lacing his arms through her arm pits flattening her large boobs against his chest, his body shook and his loins bucked up and down as he repeatedly shoved his cock in to Alice's vagina and pulled it up. Eric collapsed on Alice as jets of his young seed-filled cum spewed out of his cock and filled her pussy, "Fuckkkkkkk. Fuckkkkkkk. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh."

Alice felt the mixture of Eric's cum and her pussy juices seeping out; she used several tissues to absorb them. She was planning on cleaning up more as soon as Eric got off of her. But, much to her surprise and delight, Eric's cock remained stiff inside her pussy. She saw the determined look on Eric's face and she realized he had no intention of pulling his cock out of her pussy right away.

Alice smiled when she remembered how young Eric was and the clichéd saying, "Oh, the remarkable recovery powers of the young."

As if reading her mind, Eric said, "I never made love to any one as beautiful and voluptuous as you. I hate to pull out my cock, but can we make love with you on top, so that I can play with your boobs?

Alice blushed at Eric's forthrightness, but agreed. The lovers switched positions; Alice maneuvered herself so that Eric's cock was at her pussy entrance and she lowered herself on his cock. It went in easily as her pussy was stretched just a few minutes earlier.

As soon as Alice got comfortable, she felt Eric's hands squeezing her boobs, and tweaking and pinching her nipples. She was feeling sexual sensations that she had not felt during three years of neglect by Ed. As Alice began to fuck Eric's cock, the pleasure induced in her pussy and in her nipples triggered another orgasm in her, "Ohhhhhh. Yessssssssss. Fuckkkkkk."

After Alice's orgasm subsided, Eric said, "I am awed by the intensity of your orgasms."

Alice replied, "Eric darling, I am so glad I am achieving them with you. You are a great lover. But, I have to pee and am thirsty too."

Alice returned from the bathroom to find Eric sleeping, but his cock was still erect. When she laid next to him, he turned towards her, hugged her, kissed her, and continued to sleep with his cock lodged between her buttocks. Soon, Alice fell asleep after happily replaying in her mind the evening's events with Eric. 

Several hours later, a sleepy Alice became aware of Eric's actions: he lifted her right leg with his hand and slowly snaked his cock in to her pussy. He fucked her for several minutes while playing with her boobs and rested for a few. He kept repeating that cycle of actions for a long time, triggering two more orgasms in Alice. After Eric's last climax, his cock shrunk and it came out dribbling their mixed fluids; Alice was too tired and satiated to clean up and let them trickle to the bed sheets. The two lovers fell asleep with their arms entwined around each other.

Eric woke up when he heard Alice on the phone ordering breakfast. When she saw Eric was awake, she smiled and said, "Good morning."

Eric grabbed Alice as she squealed happily, hugged her, and said, "Good morning, lover. Thank you for a lovely night, the best one of my life. You are a very beautiful woman."

Alice said playfully, "I bet you say that all your women, especially those young college chicks at the State University."

Eric replied, "I don't think there is a college chick as beautiful and voluptuous as you are. It's no BS!"

Alice was pleased with Eric's earnestness and said, "I am glad you find me attractive."

Alice then grabbed Eric's erect cock and said, "This erect cock in my hand proves your sincerity. But, our breakfast will be here in a few minutes. Please put on the robe in the bathroom and let the waiter in."

Reluctantly Eric got up and put on the hotel-supplied robe. He tipped the waiter, placed the food on the table, and called Alice, "Breakfast is here. I am hungry. Please come."

Alice walked in another ill-fitting hotel robe and slippers. She brushed her hair, but did not apply any make up. She wondered, what positive assets Eric sees in a 36-year-old woman whose marriage has failed.

As soon as Alice sat down at the table, Eric began to eat his breakfast. Alice realized he needed nourishment after last night's strenuous sexual activities; she hoped she can feed him nice meals.

Alice said, "I have to be home by about Noon."

Eric replied, "I will be glad to take you home. I really like you. Can I see you again?"

Alice smiled and said, "Yes, you can see me again. While there is nothing wrong I can think of, remember I am still married to Ed. I cannot be seen in compromising positions. We have to be discreet."

Eric replied, "I understand what you are saying. I will let you decide when and where you want to see me. I hope I can see you soon."

Alice smiled and said, "I will miss you too, but I am sure I can see you often."

Eric got up and said, "That's great."

He then walked to Alice, massaged her shoulders, and said, "We have another three hours before I take you home. How about you and I take a shower?"

Alice blushed and said, "Why not? I have not taken a shower with another man in a long time."

Eric went to the bathroom ahead of Alice, brushed his teeth, and adjusted the cold and hot water faucets of the shower to his satisfaction. He entered the shower stall just as Alice walked in the bathroom and removed her robe. 

Eric helped Alice get in the shower. Soon, he was using a soap-saturated wash cloth to wash Alice's body as she giggled happily: first her back and neck, then her ample buttocks and ass; he turned her around and washed her magnificent boobs for a long time triggering happy moans from Alice. Eric knelt down to wash Alice's pussy; he noticed Alice had blonde and bushy pubic hair.

Alice was blushing intensely with Eric's ministrations and inspections. But, she also got aroused. In turn, Alice washed Eric's body, especially his buttocks, ass, balls and cock that was very stiff and swollen. 

She noticed Eric's eyes were closed. Then, she heard him say, "Alice, turn around and bend over."

Alice heard him clearly and knew his intention, but she couldn't believe them: "You mean, you want me right here, in the shower?"

Eric said, "I don't know when I will get a chance to love you. There is nothing wrong in making love in a shower. Please!"

Alice obliged Eric and she bent down as warm water from the shower cascaded on her body. She first felt Eric's hands on her smooth, large, buttocks, and then his fingers probing her abundant pubic hair and pussy. Later, she felt Eric's tongue sucking her clit and pussy lips. She felt her pussy cream ooze anew. She knew that she was not far from another orgasm.

She then felt Eric stand behind her and slowly push his raging hard on in to her pussy, and fondle her swaying boobs and nipples. She was enthralled with Eric's cock continuously plunging in to and pulling out of her well-lubricated, still tight, vagina. Eric was thrilled too that Alice had a tight, juicy, pussy, big boobs, and a smooth and wide ass. He kept fucking Alice as he watched his cock disappear in to her pussy between her buttocks and come out shining coated with her pussy cream. Soon, Alice reached her orgasm, as she mumbled endearments incoherently, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh."




Second Chance at Love Ch. 04



Eric gently withdrew his cock from Alice's well-fucked pussy. The two lovers stood up. Eric turned off the shower, grabbed a towel and lovingly dried Alice's hair and body. He then dried himself.

Eric's cock was still erect, as he had not climaxed. Alice asked him, "Darling, what's your pleasure?"

Eric blushed and mumbled, "You looked really gorgeous last night in your underwear and I like you when you wear jewelry; I thought you know -----." 

Alice smiled and thought to herself, "Eric likes sexy underwear." 

Alice said aloud, "Ok, you can watch as I dry my hair, apply make up, and get dressed."

As Eric, who was naked, watched, Alice sat in front of the bedroom mirror, quickly dried her hair, applied her make up, and put on her jewelry. She then put on the black silk lacy bra and silk slip.

Alice saw in the mirror Eric approach her and rub her shoulders, as he mumbled, "Just beautiful. Alice, you are gorgeous."

Eric nudged Alice to get up, turn around, and sit on the dresser; he stood between her legs, raised them, and while holding his stiff-swollen-leaking cock in his hand, he slowly pushed it in to her wet pussy. Eric watched with partially closed, dreamy eyes Alice's jiggling bra-covered boobs as he plunged his cock repeatedly in to her pussy. 

Alice was awed by Eric's passion for her. She realized that Eric truly wanted her, a woman 15 years older than him. Suddenly, he became still and held on to Alice, as his climax roared out of his groin, and his cock spurted numerous jets of cum in to Alice's slick and snug pussy.

After a short time, Alice giggled and cooed, "Wow! That was some climax. If I had known you liked to make love with me partially dressed, we could have made out in your car last night."

Just before leaving the hotel suite, they hugged for a long time. Alice gave her mobile phone number to Eric and said, "You can call me on this number any time. I will know on Wednesday whether Ed is going away for several days to play golf in North Carolina or some other place with his friends."

ED LEAVES ALICE; ERIC CALLS ON HER

Eric called Alice's mobile phone number on Wednesday afternoon, but she did not answer; he left her a message that he will call later. Eric was concerned whether Alice was ok; there was not much he could do. He went to the gym and played basketball with a bunch of friends. He was planning on taking off Thursday and Friday, and if Alice was not going to see him he didn't want to stay in Indianapolis; may be he could visit his parents or visit Jim and Katy.

Later on Wednesday evening, Eric again called Alice. This time, she answered in a low, barely audible, voice, "Eric, can you come over. I need to talk to you."

"Alice, what happened? Are you ok?"

"Ed moved out of the house. He left me a note. My marriage has ended. I am a failure."

"Alice, I will be at your home in about twenty minutes. Wait for me in the back. We will talk."

When Eric parked his car behind Alice's home, he saw her on the patio, seated in a chair, under a large shade umbrella waiting for him. Alice was dressed in cream-colored shorts and a white blouse. She wore a sun hat and dark sunglasses, and sandals.

When Eric walked up to her, Alice got up, hugged him for a long time while she sobbed on his chest. Eric held Alice in his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her.

Eric said, "You will be ok. You are a good person. Please stop blaming yourself. The marriage ended several years ago, when you and Ed started sleeping in separate bedrooms."

Alice still sobbing said, "I know my marriage was over several years ago; the finality, that it ended bothers me. I feel like I failed."

Eric told her in a reassuring tone, "Your marriage failed, in spite of your best efforts."

Finally, Alice stopped sobbing. Gently, she pulled away from Eric and smiled at him. 

"Eric, thank you for coming over. I did not want to get out of bed. I know you called me earlier, but I was depressed. I am sorry I did not take your call."

Eric smiled and said, "I understand you are upset. It's ok to be upset. Did Ed write mean things to you in his note."

"Actually, he did not say mean things. Let's go inside. I will show you his note."

Eric followed Alice as she led him to the living room through a large carpeted game room with a pool table and video equipment, past a powder room, and through a corridor.

As Eric sat down in a comfortable sofa and began to read Ed's note, Alice asked, "Can I get you a beer, soda, or water to drink?"

"Thanks Alice; just water for now, may be a beer or a glass of wine later."

Ed's note was short and mostly apologetic: that he realized his marriage to Alice had ended several years ago and that he shares some of the responsibility, etc.

A few minutes later, Alice returned with a glass of water. She had removed her sunglasses; Eric saw her blood shot eyes. 

She sat down next to Eric, touched his face, and said, "I feel so much better with you here. I don't know what I would do without you."

Eric was embarrassed and flattered, "Alice, you know me for only a few days. I like you very much and I will be supportive."

Eric reached and stroked Alice's face and wiped a falling tear, when Alice said, "I can fix something simple to eat for both of us, may be hamburgers and salad, and I have several good bottles of wine."

On the way to the kitchen, Eric said, "I can grill hamburgers while you make the salad. Let me open a bottle of wine you can pour two glasses."

As Eric grilled hamburgers on a gas grill on the patio, he realized that Alice needed to keep busy to keep her mind off of her marriage problems. Alice handed Eric a glass of wine and was drinking out of another. Soon, she was talking about some of her volunteer activities in the community. Eric asked couple of questions regarding her work on adult literacy.

By the time Eric and Alice finished dinner on the patio, and just talked, they finished a whole bottle of wine. Also, it was a warm summer day. Eric was getting warm and he wanted to remove his shirt.

He asked Alice, "It's warm, may I take my shirt off?"

After a short pause, Alice cooed, "Sure, you can take your shirt off. Let's go inside the house and you can take off my blouse too."

As anxious as Eric was to make love with Alice, he wanted to do it in her bedroom or sitting room where she has been spending time alone for three years; he asked Alice, 

"Can we go to your bedroom or sitting room?"

Alice replied, "Sure, I will show you the Sunroom where I read and work, and my bedroom."

Eric and Alice walked hand-in-hand through the game room, up two flights of stairs, and after a right turn, they entered a room painted and decorated in white, and brightly lit by natural light. It had a large sofa, two upholstered chairs, two large cushions, and a desk with a computer on it. Standing in front of the large widow, Eric saw green everywhere: trees, grass, and rolling hills. 

Eric was totally lost admiring the beautiful view when Alice standing next to him said, "This is my Sunroom, where I work and rest during the day."

Eric mumbled, "Alice, it's a beautiful view."

With a big smile on his face, Eric first took his shirt off and helped Alice take off her blouse. Alice was wearing a lacy white bra. Eric hugged Alice feeling her pointed nipples and soft boobs on his chest. He then kissed Alice on her mouth for a long time while running his hands on her back and buttocks.

After the kiss ended, Eric turned Alice to face away from him, and hugged her from behind. Slowly, Eric reached for and grasped Alice's bra-encased boobs, and planted many kisses on her neck. 

Alice mumbled, "I don't have on any make up. I have been crying for several hours. I don't know how you can find me attractive?"

Eric said, "I show my love for you through actions; just enjoy them and the view from here."

Gently, Eric unbuttoned and unzipped Alice's shorts, pulled them down, and helped her step out of them as she held on to Eric's head for support. With Alice standing still with her feet spread slightly, Eric buried his face in Alice's panty covered crotch. Eric felt Alice's sex oozing had created a wet spot on her white silk panties and he sucked it; the thrills were transmitted to Alice's pussy.

Wanting better access to Alice's pussy for his mouth, Eric stood up and carried Alice to an upholstered chair, pulled down her panties, and nudged her to sit down. He knelt down, raised her legs, admired her glistening pussy for a second, and brought his mouth in contact with it. 

As he licked and sucked her pussy, Alice protested mildly, "I have not freshened up since this morning. But, don't stop lover. It feels wonderful. Don't stop!"

Eric mumbled that he didn't care and started to fondle Alice's boobs and tweak her distended nipples while continuing to eat Alice's pussy. Alice reached a roaring orgasm, "Ohhhhhh. Yessssssssss. Fuckkkkkk. Ohhhhhh. Yessssssssss. Fuckkkkkk. Ohhhhhh. Yessssssssss. Fuckkkkkk."

After Alice recovered from her joyous orgasm, she got up, led Eric to the bay window, pulled his shorts and underwear down, and said, "You watch the beautiful view as I suck your cock for a minute, but please make love to me in my bed where I have not been loved for a long time."

Eric pulled up Alice, embraced her in his strong arms for a minute, lifted her up, and, as she held on to him with her arms around his neck, he carried her, and gently lowered her on the bed. Gently, Eric kissed Alice's mouth and her flattened boobs, got in between her well-toned smooth thighs, and with her help pushed his rigid cock in to her sopping pussy. Eric wanted to fuck slowly, but he could not control himself, and soon he was pushing his cock in to Alice's pussy and pulling it out swiftly. 

Eric was surprised and delighted when Alice closed her eyes and started to mumble incoherently. Somehow, Eric managed to hold off his climax until Alice reached another orgasm, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

Alice's pussy pulsing around his cock and her undulating body underneath him pushed Eric to his climax and to release jets of his cum, "Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Fuckk."

Eric stayed on top of Alice with his cock buried in her pussy until it shrank; when he pulled it out, some of his cum dribbled out of her pussy.

Alice broke the silence by saying, "I think I am addicted to you. I don't know what to do."

Eric whispered, "Alice darling, keep me as long as you like. I do care for you."

Alice mumbled, "I care for you too. I hope I don't become pregnant by you before my divorce is final."

She then hugged Eric and fell asleep in his arms. Eric thought to himself, "I am glad Alice cares for me. Actually, I love her."

Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.

Continued in Part 5.



Second Chance at Love Ch. 05



JEANNIE’S BIRTHDAY

On Saturday evening, Roger arrived at Jeannie’s home with a large bouquet of mostly pink roses to help celebrate her 48th birthday. Jeannie looked very beautiful; she was dressed in the short pink sleeveless evening gown Roger saw in the photo album, black thigh highs and underwear, pearl earrings and necklace, and low heel black shoes; she put on a light black sweater to keep her bare shoulders warm. Roger had put on a long-sleeve blue shirt, gray slacks, a navy blue blazer, and black dress shoes.

Jeannie welcomed Roger with a hug, “Thank you for the lovely bouquet of roses. I will put them in a vase. You look nice.”

Roger replied, “Jeannie love, you look very beautiful.”

After a drive of about 20 min, Jeannie and Roger arrived at the restaurant. Roger held the door open for Jeannie and helped her sit in her chair; they were seated across from each other at a corner table of Louie’s. The waitress took their food and orders. Jeannie decided that, instead of cocktails, they should have a bottle of Chardonnay wine. They ordered different pasta dishes.

When the wine was served, Roger proposed a toast, “To Jeannie, my beautiful friend and lover, many happy returns of this day.”

He then gave her a small box; Jeannie opened it to find a beautiful ring with one perfect pearl set in gold-leaf rose petals. Jeannie was genuinely touched and, with happy tears in her eyes, mumbled, “Thank you darling. That’s a lovely gift; I will cherish it for ever.”

She continued, “I am so happy to have met you and that you care for me.”

Roger replied earnestly, “The pleasure is mine.”

While they were eating, Jeannie said, “My son, John, and daughter, Sue, will be home next weekend. I want you and Melanie to come for a chicken barbecue dinner on Sunday, a week from tomorrow.”

“Thank you. We will come. I will be glad to grill the chicken and help in other ways,” said Roger.

“Thanks, love. I am buying potato salad and rolls, but hope to have blanched sweet corn,” said Jeannie.

Jeannie cooed, “Enough of the serious talk. You look very handsome all dressed up. Unbutton your top shirt button. I want to see your sexy chest hair.”

Roger obliged to Jeannie’s request. “What are you wearing underneath your beautiful dress?” he asked.

“A black, lacy, push up bra, and black panties and thigh highs,” replied Jeannie.

Jeannie, smiling seductively, removed her right shoe, stretched her foot, and rubbed Roger’s shin.

Roger said, “You look beautiful in your pink dress and pearls. I am seeing for the first time how deep blue your eyes are. Your face is so beautiful. Of course, in addition, you are a voluptuous lady.”

Jeannie chimed in, “With big boobs and an ample ass that you love.”

Roger blushed and said, “I plead guilty; without a doubt, I adore them.”

After dinner, Roger and Jeannie shared a chocolate cake, and had coffee. Jeannie did not want a cake and candles in public. Afterwards, Roger and Jeannie left for downtown, to dance at a hotel lounge with live music. On the way, Jeannie saw a public park. It was only about 8 p.m. There were lots of people walking in the park.

Jeannie suggested, “Some other time it would be nice to go to the park and just visit.”

Roger agreed, “Yes. We could find a secluded spot and make out.”

Jeannie teased him, “Promises. Promises.”

A few minutes later, Roger parked the car in the hotel parking lot. He and Jeannie were seated in a booth in the lounge. They both ordered Chardonnay wine. The band was playing soft rock music; it was not too loud. After they had couple of sips of wine, Roger led Jeannie to the dance floor. The band was playing fast music. Roger discovered Jeannie was a very good dancer. 

The next number was for slow dance. Jeannie pressed her pillowy boobs into Roger’s chest and kissed him quickly. The mixture of her body odor and perfume was an intoxicating combination. As they danced slowly, Roger maneuvered Jeannie to a dark area away from the seated patrons, with her back towards the back wall. With her arms still around his neck, Roger grabbed Jeannie’s ass cheeks with both hands and ground his crotch into her lower belly.

Jeannie whispered anxiously, “Roger someone may see us.”

“Jeannie, your back is close to the wall in a dark area. No one can see what we are doing. Just keep smiling and swaying to the music.” 

Jeannie smiled and pushed her crotch against Roger’s left thigh as they continued that dance and another one. Jeannie pulled away from Roger’s grasp and leaned forward, all the time staring into his eyes; her movement caused her dress to separate a little; Roger had a perfect view of Jeannie’s lacy-bra enclosed boobs. Jeannie just smiled at Roger and continued dancing.

After the dance, in the booth, Jeannie patted Roger’s aroused cock lump, and whispered, “All the wine I consumed and dancing has made me horny. After I use the bathroom, let’s go pick up Melanie, go home, and jump in bed.”

As Roger was driving home, Jeannie said, “Thank you darling for a really nice evening. I am so glad we went out.” 

Jeannie giggled and continued, “You were a gentleman, most of the time. But, you got my pussy juices flowing.”

Jeannie then opened her purse. “Here darling, until we get home, you can smell these panties.”

Roger smiled and inhaled the aromas of Jeannie’s pussy nectars mixed with perfume on her panties, “Thank you love for the nice present.”

As Roger kept driving while sniffing Jeannie’s panties, Jeannie thought, “Roger made it a special evening. He is not ashamed of being seen with me. I think he really loves me.” Her pussy tingled and more nectar seeped from it.

As they approached Mrs. King’s home, Roger stuffed Jeannie’s panties in his jacket pocket. Soon, they were at Mrs. King’s home. Melanie slept while Roger secured her in the child seat and drove to Jeannie’s home. 

Jeannie made the guest bed for Melanie, who barely woke up when she was put in bed and Roger kissed her goodnight; she was fast asleep in bed with Ginger. They left the bedroom door ajar for Ginger to go out and walked hand in hand upstairs.

Jeannie whispered, “I could use a glass of water. I will get you one too.”

As Jeannie was filling the glasses with water at the kitchen sink, Roger hugged her from behind, nuzzled and kissed her neck, as he whispered, “Happy birthday darling. You are the most beautiful and voluptuous woman I met in my life. Thank you for being my love.”

Jeannie sighed happily and said, “You are welcome, my love. It’s a nice night. Let’s go sit in the Lanai; it will be romantic.”

While fondling Jeannie’s ass, Roger whispered, “My love, you drink water, but I want a drink of your nectars. Right now.”

As Roger squatted, lifted Jeannie’s pink dress, and started kissing her nylon-covered thighs and bare buttocks, Jeannie mumbled, “But, I should clean up there. I am overflowing with excitement.”

Roger, now on his knees, gently nudged Jeannie to turn around, leaning against the sink, “I will do the cleaning up. Please hold up your dress.”

As soon as Jeannie turned around, Roger still rubbing her nylon-covered thighs began kissing her matted pubic hair. Jeannie, leaning against the sink, opened her thighs and bent her knees to allow Roger better access to her pussy.

Roger mumbled, “It smells better than the panties. I love the taste of your nectars.”

Roger began to gently devour Jeannie’s pussy and clit, sucked her nectar-filled vagina and swallowed them. It did not take long for the already excited Jeannie to feel her orgasm coming.

Jeannie mumbled as she orgasmed, “Sweet Rogggggg. Sweeeeeetttt. Cummmmmmmming. Suckkkkkkkk. Cummmmmming. Greattttttt. Cummmmmm.”

Roger was thrilled to feel Jeannie’s spasming pussy on his mouth. He held Jeannie’s clit in his mouth as her orgasm subsided, until she gently pushed his head away from her crotch.

Jeannie pulled Roger up, kissed him on his lips tasting her own cum on them, and said, “Thank you, darling.”

She giggled, handed him a few tissues, and continued, “Wipe your mouth. You certainly did a great job of cleaning me up. I have to pee. Help me take off my dress before it gets stained. Take off your clothes. See you in the Lanai.”

Roger helped Jeannie remove her dress; she carried it to her bedroom. Roger went to the powder room to undress and clean up.

On the way to the Lanai, Roger gulped down the glass of water Jeannie fixed, and took the other with him. He sat in a comfortable chair at the edge of the Lanai, and admired the beautiful moonlit sky and trees.

Jeannie returned in a pink robe. She stood next to Roger’s chair admiring the moonlit sky and backyard. She cooed, “Rog, love. A moonlit sky and trees, it’s so romantic. With you here, it’s a very special birthday night.”

Roger rubbed Jeannie’s robe-covered buttocks. He noticed Jeannie had left on her pearl jewelry. She smelled of freshly applied perfume. Her lips glistened with shiny pink lipstick. 

Jeannie looked at Roger seductively; she removed her robe and dropped it in a chair. She was in the black open bust halter-top that Roger liked very much, crotch-less panties, and thigh highs. Roger’s cock became stiff and erect in an instant. 

Jeannie knew Roger was eager to shove his cock in to her pussy. But, she wanted to suck his cock and bring him close to cumming. She knelt down in front of Roger and sucked his cock, until Roger gently nudged Jeannie to sit in his lap.

Roger mumbled, “Darling, I’m close to cumming. Please, I want to take you sitting in my lap.”

Gently, Roger nudged Jeannie to lift up her buttocks and slipped his well-lubricated cock in to her vagina. Roger immediately began squeezing Jeannie’s boobs and tweaking her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs. 

The two lovers stayed coupled and motionless admiring the moonlit night for several minutes. In reality, Roger’s cock was throbbing and releasing streams of precum inside Jeannie’s snug pussy that in turn was squeezing Roger’s cock.

Jeannie knew Roger was nearing his climax. She wanted to add to his visual stimulation, so she lifted her left arm and put it around Roger’s neck; suddenly, Roger’s face was being caressed by Jeannie’s pillowy left boob as he got a whiff of Jeannie’s armpit aroma.

Roger could not hold back any longer. His cock exploded in Jeannie’s pussy, releasing numerous jets of his cum, “Ohhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhh. Jeannnnnie. Cummmmmmming. Fuccccccckkkkk. Fuckkk.”

Jeannie, in awe, whispered to Roger, “I guess that’s what’s called a motion-less fuck.”

Roger’s cock was still stiff. But the two lovers needed to rest. They uncoupled. Some of Roger’s cum dribbled down Jeannie’s legs and some dripped on the floor.

Jeannie said, “The floor can be cleaned up tomorrow. Let’s go to our bedroom.”

As Jeannie headed to her bedroom, Roger cleaned up in the powder room, and went to Jeannie’s bedroom. He turned on the TV and watched a baseball game. Jeannie came from the bathroom in a pink sheer nightgown. She sat on an upholstered stool and removed her jewelry. As she rolled down the thigh-highs, Roger saw Jeannie’s wet and glistening vagina; his cock became stiff again.

Jeannie saw the adoring look in his eyes and his stiff cock. She got up from the stool, pulled aside the bed cover, laid down, opened her arms wide, and cooed to Roger, “Come in to my arms darling. Take me one more time; it’s still my birthday.”

Roger rushed to Jeannie, laid down on top of her, planted numerous kisses on her lips, eyes, nose, and hair, whispering, “You are beautiful, birthday lady. You are also voluptuous.”

Roger separated Jeannie’s thighs with his hands, took hold of his stiff cock, and easily slipped it in to her well-lubricated vagina. He fucked her in steady strokes while kissing Jeannie and murmuring, “I can’t get enough of you. I want to take you every time I see your naked body. I love you very much, Jeannie.”

As Roger kept pounding her vagina with his cock, Jeannie replied happily in halting words, “I love you too, Roger.”

After several minutes, Roger stopped, and requested, “Jeannie love, I would like to do it lying on our sides. Ok?”

Jeannie said, “Sure honey. It will be less strain on you.”

Roger made Jeannie lie on her left side and laid down on his left side behind her. Soon, Roger inserted his cock past Jeannie’s buttocks in to her pussy. He was also able to fondle Jeannie’s boobs or clit with his right hand.

Jeannie giggled and whispered, “I now see you wanted to maul my boobs too.”

Roger grunted happily. He would fuck for a few minutes, stop, and rest, and resume the series of actions. After a while, the two lovers being tired uncoupled and fell asleep. 

Sometime before dawn, Roger woke up, inserted his stiff cock in Jeannie’s pussy, and began to fuck with much more vigor. He tweaked Jeannie’s clit with his thumb and forefinger for several minutes until Jeannie reached her orgasm, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Rogggggggggg. Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Hsssssssss. I’m cummmmmming.”

A few minutes later, Roger climaxed, releasing jets of cum deep in Jeannie’s pussy, “Ohhhhhhhhh, Jeannnnnie. Fuccckkkkkkk. Cummming. Fuckkkkkkkk.”

The two lovers collapsed on the bed. Jeannie used a wad of tissues to avoid staining the sheets. Soon she heard Roger snoring softly. 

SUNDAY AT JEANNIE’S

Jeannie woke up at about 7 a.m., just ahead of Melanie, and fixed breakfast for her and Ginger in the Lanai. She answered Melanie’s question about when she came to sleep with Ginger and others. Roger got out of bed, used the bathroom, put on an old robe of Charlie that Jeannie left for him, and went to the Lanai. Melanie greeted him happily. 

Roger and Jeannie went to the kitchen. They hugged each other tenderly. Jeannie offered him a cup of coffee. Together, they prepared breakfast of scrambled eggs, buttered toast, orange juice, and coffee, and joined Melanie in the Lanai.

After breakfast, Roger gave Melanie a bath, helped her brush her teeth, and get dressed in a set of clean clothes. Melanie then began to watch her favorite children’s program on TV with full concentration.

Roger found Jeannie in the bedroom. She hugged him tenderly and whispered, “Thanks a million for a great birthday. I enjoyed everything we did together.”

Roger responded, “I enjoyed our evening and night together. Our time together seems to get better all the time.”

Roger grinned and continued, “I do need a shower. I call my parents in Toledo at about 10 a.m. each Sunday.”

Jeannie suggested, “Go ahead use my bathroom. It’s no problem. I will keep a watch on Melanie.”

Roger mumbled, “Thanks,” and went to take his shower.

Later, after getting dressed, Roger called his parents on his mobile phone. Mom was doing well. She told him they want to keep Melanie for a week or so. They will come on Monday and leave Wednesday morning. After a week or so, they will take Melanie to visit Nancy’s parents at their cottage on a lake for another week or two. Dad also was doing fine. His doctor asked him to exercise regularly. Roger urged his Dad to listen to his doctor.

After Jeannie showered, and got dressed in a sleeveless blouse and pink shorts, she joined Roger on the sofa to watch Melanie’s TV program.

Jeannie said quietly, with a smile, “My kids are eager to meet you. John is teasing me. He thinks you are a wild guy and that you may be immature; he said may be I am robbing a cradle.”

Roger giggled and replied, “You can tell him, I’m the lucky one. That I chased you until you agreed to go out with me.”

Jeannie said, “Thank you. I’m sure they will be pleased after they meet you. How were your parents?”

“Mom is fine. Dad’s doctor asked him to continue exercising and take his medicine regularly. He had a heart attack couple of years ago. He likes to eat high-cholesterol foods. They are coming tomorrow; they will take Melanie with them on Wednesday morning. From there Melanie will go to Nancy’s parents. After my parents call, you and I will go to Toledo to pick her up.”

Jeannie asked, “You are planning on taking me to meet your parents?”

Roger replied, “Yes, darling. That’s what I’m planning.”

Jeannie nodded and said, “Thank you. You know that’s a big step.”

Roger smiled and said, “I know. I want to do it.”

Jeannie said, “You spend some time with Melanie. I will water the flower beds before it becomes too hot.”

As she watered her flower beds, Jeannie thought to herself, “How thoughtful of Roger. He wants his parents to meet me in a few weeks. Melanie will be away for at least two weeks. It will be fun to have Roger stay with me and play house.”

After the TV program ended, Melanie talked to Roger about her favorite characters on it. She wanted to play in the backyard with Ginger.

Roger walked to where Jeannie was working. Jeannie had on a light pink sun hat. She had tiny drops of perspiration on her neck as she was weeding a flower bed. Roger again found her to be alluring in the sun hat. 

Jeannie coyly suggested to Roger, “When Melanie is away with her grand parents, you should stay with me.”

Roger replied, “Thank you darling. I would like to accept your invitation. I will bring some of my clothes on Wednesday. Let’s talk more about this later.”

Melanie was hungry and sleepy. Roger gave her a glass of juice and a piece of toast with jelly. Afterwards, tucked her in bed and read her a story. She fell asleep with Ginger next to her.

Roger found Jeannie in the kitchen drinking a glass of water. Her face was red from being exposed to the sun. He hugged her and whispered, “Darling you are beautiful. I will miss you until Wednesday.”

Jeannie hugged Roger and whispered, “I will miss you too. Would you like some lunch? How bout a chicken sandwich?”

Roger said, “I will toast the bread, put mayonnaise or mustard on the slices.”

After lunch, Roger said, “Darling, let’s visit in the Lanai. We have just under an hour until Melanie wakes up.”

Jeannie whispered, “You mean let’s make out. In the Lanai, during daylight? Someone may see us."

“Jeannie love, no one can see us. Only I get to see you in daylight. Let’s talk first. Come love.”

Once Jeannie sat straddling Roger’s lap, she realized it was a great idea to visit. Roger outlined Jeannie’s face and lips with his fingers. He whispered to her, “You are a truly beautiful lady. But, you seem to be preoccupied.”

Jeannie admitted, “Yea, I’m preoccupied how John and Sue will accept you.”

Roger replied, “I understand your concern. All we can do is treat them as adults. You know, it would be best if I stay in my apartment when they are here. They may not be ready to see me in Charlie’s place.”

Jeannie said, “Please stay with me Wednesday through Friday.”

Roger replied, “Sure, Love. I will help you get ready for John and Sue.”

SHORT VISIT OF ROGER’S PARENTS

Roger’s parents, Bob and Alma, drove down from Toledo Monday afternoon. Roger’s Mom brought chocolate chip cookies she had baked. When Melanie saw them, she squealed happily. She has happy memories of her last visit to Toledo, especially at a swimming pool.

Roger and his family were having dinner at a fast food restaurant when Melanie mentioned playing with Ginger at Jeannie’s home.

Alma asked Roger, “Who is Jeannie? She seems to be a nice person.”

Roger replied, “Jeannie is a lady I have been going out with. Yes, she is a nice lady. I will bring her to visit you in Toledo when I come to pick up Melanie.”

Roger’s parents were genuinely happy that their son was dating some one special to him.

While Roger went to work on Tuesday, his parents took care of Melanie. They rested Tuesday night and left by about 9 a.m. for Toledo; Bob liked to drive early during the day.

JEANNIE AND ROGER WEDNESDAY THROUGH FRIDAY

Soon after his parents left with Melanie, Roger called Jeannie. “Hi Love, how are you?”




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“I’m fine. I completed my grocery list for the weekend. Would you go with me to the supermarket?”

Roger replied, “Sure. As a matter of fact, since I will be eating much of the food, I will contribute half the cost.”

Jeannie said, “Let me think about it. May be we can share expenses after the kids leave. See you soon. Love you. Bye.” 

It was a warm day. Roger was dressed in shorts and a short-sleeve shirt. Jeannie welcomed Roger with a hug and a kiss. She was dressed in a cream-colored sleeve-less blouse, shorts, and sneakers. She had on a gold-plated thin necklace and dangling earrings.

Jeannie said to Roger, “Put your suitcase in our bedroom. Let’s go shopping.”

After Roger and Jeannie returned with groceries, he helped her put them away. Roger volunteered to make sliced turkey sandwiches with lettuce and tomato, and iced tea. Jeannie took some supplies to the bathrooms. She retuned to the dining room after using the bathroom.

Jeannie hugged Roger and said, “Thank you for going grocery shopping with me. That’s a load off of my mind. I got the two bedrooms ready for John and Sue. Later, I need your help with running the vacuum cleaner. Thank you also for fixing lunch. Let’s eat, I’m famished.”

After lunch, they took care of the dirty dishes and dining table. Jeannie cooed, “Let’s go to our bedroom. Being with you has made me horny. Did you know many women were checking you out in the supermarket?”

Roger laughed and said, “I didn’t notice other women. I was aware of you rubbing against me once or twice.”

Roger then hugged Jeannie and kissed her mouth passionately. He unbuttoned Jeannie’s blouse, removed it over her head, cupped her pink-lacy-bra-covered boobs, and kissed her neck and shoulders. Jeannie was breathing heavily and enjoying Roger’s ministrations.

He then removed her shorts. As he was about to lower her panties, Jeannie, giggling, ran towards the bedroom. Roger ran after Jeannie, caught her next to her bed as she was removing her bra and panties.

Jeannie giggling, cooed, “My pussy is nicely juiced for you to eat it.”

Roger mumbled, “I will eat it with pleasure.”

Jeannie was completely naked, save for her earrings and necklace. Roger fell to his knees, massaged Jeannie’s well-defined legs and thighs, and kissed her ample buttocks. He stood up, removed his clothes, hugged Jeannie from behind, poking his stiff cock in to her ass crevice.

Jeannie wiggled away, laid down on the side of the bed, and opened her thighs revealing her glistening pussy. Roger scooted on his knees, lifted Jeannie’s thighs, placed her legs on his shoulders, and first kissed her pubic area. Soon, he started licking Jeannie’s vagina and sucking her clit. Jeannie’s pussy was indeed saturated with her nectars. Roger drank her copious nectars. He inserted two fingers of his right hand deep in to Jeannie’s vagina, and pistoned them in and out several times.

Roger tweaked and gently pinched Jeannie’s right nipple with his left thumb and forefinger. Jeannie’s pent up hornies exploded in an intense orgasm, “Ohhhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Rogggggggggggg. Hssssssssss. So gooooooddddd.” 

Jeannie pushed away Roger’s mouth from her clit and vagina. After she recovered from her intensely pleasurable orgasm, she sat up and laid down with her head on a pillow. 

Roger laid down next to Jeannie. He touched her cheeks, lips, nose, and whispered, “You are an attractive lady. I am so glad you love me.”

Jeannie grasped Roger’s cock with her delicate hand and cooed, “You are a good looking guy. I’m not kidding, I saw many women size you up at the supermarket.”

Still grasping Roger’s cock, Jeannie cooed, “What do you want to do with this magic wand?” 

She then leaned over and took it in her mouth, “The head is so slick.”

Roger mumbled, “Put it in your snug pussy; get on top and ride me. I’m close to coming.”

Jeannie remembered well how Roger comes quickly once, but his cock stays stiff and, right away, he wants to do it a second time.

Jeannie got up on Roger, who propped his head on two pillows, and gently inserted his plump cock in to her vagina. She waited for a minute for her vagina to adjust to Roger’s cock, while enjoying the erotic sensation of his stiff and smooth wand.

Roger nudged Jeannie to expose to him her upper arms and armpits, as he joyously squeezed her ripe, deliciously firm, pendulous full boobs. Jeannie squeezed Roger’s cock with her elastic vaginal walls.

Roger pulled himself up to nibble Jeannie’s nipples. He hummed continuously with pleasure. Occasionally, he whispered to Jeannie, “You are so beautiful and voluptuous.”

Roger eyes were glazed over; Jeannie knew Roger was close to coming; while keeping her firm vaginal grasp on his cock, so she lifted her pussy a few inches and came down on it a few times. Roger’s loins went in to frenzied motion. He held on to her boobs, as he climaxed deep in her vagina, “Jeannnnnie. Daaaarling. Commmmmming. So goooood. Ohhhhhhhhhh.”

The two lovers separated, cleaned up with tissues, and fell asleep. They slept for about a hour. Jeannie woke up first, put on a pink robe, and headed to the kitchen. 

Later Roger put on a light blue robe. As he was approaching her in the kitchen, Jeannie slyly noticed Roger’s cock was still semi erect and created a tent. 

“Let’s have a cup of coffee and cookies,” said Jeannie.

Roger nodded and helped Jeannie carry two cups of coffee to the Lanai. Jeannie brought a tray of assorted cookies.

Jeannie asked, “What time do you leave for work tomorrow?”

“I should leave by about 7:30; I will be back by about 3:30 in the afternoon,” replied Roger.

“Generally, I leave at 8:00 and back about 4:00. Today, I have a staff meeting; I will be back about 5:00 p.m. I will give you a key to get in to the house,” responded Jeannie.

After Roger helped Jeannie put away the dishes, Jeannie hugged him, and whispered, “It’s so nice to have you here. It’s like we should be together.”

Roger kissed Jeannie and whispered, “Honey, I want you again. Can we use Charlie’s Den? Please.”

Jeannie shyly asked, “What do you want me to wear?”

“Please wear the black fish-net body stocking you wore once.”

“Ok, Rog. I will be back in couple of minutes.”

After Jeannie returned to the living room, she led Roger to Charlie’s Den. Roger loved seeing Jeannie’s buttocks undulate in the fish-net body stocking as she walked ahead of him. 

Suddenly Jeannie saying, “Roger, you should carry me on your back,” jumped on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck. As a smiling Roger carried Jeannie, he felt her oozings wet his buttocks.

JEANNIE AND ROGER IN CHARLIE’S DEN

After Jeannie laid down comfortably in the hammock, Roger rubbed her fish net-covered voluptuous body from armpits to toes; he bent and kissed her smooth well-tapered inner thighs eliciting moans of pleasure from Jeannie. Roger knelt to admire Jeannie’s glistening pussy; he opened her swollen petal-like outer lips wide to find his white creamy cum; at the peak was an engorged clit begging for attention: he licked it and sucked it.

Jeannie cooed, “Are you having fun checking my pussy?”

Blushing, Roger mumbled, “It’s so beautiful to look at, to feel, and to lick. I can’t seem to get enough of you,” and slowly snaked his erect cock in to Jeannie’s pussy.

Roger fucked in long strokes savoring the sensation on his cock head and the vision of Jeannie in the hammock with her boobs jiggling in sync with his plunging and retracting cock, and her voluptuous arms and thighs. He gently pinched her nipples as he continued to fuck.

Jeannie, her eyes glazed over, whimpered urgently, “Keep pinching my nipples. I am close to cummimg, close, Ohhhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh.”

Roger felt the rapid pulsations of Jeannie's pussy around his cock. Sensing Roger was nearing his climax, Jeannie clutched his cock with her pussy adding more thrills. Roger continued fucking even as his cock released jets of cum deep in to Jeannie’s pussy, “Fuckkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkkk.”

A short while later Roger and Jeannie took a shower together, and washed each other’s satiated bodies. They had a light dinner and went to bed.

ROGER AND JEANNIE THURSDAY EVENING 

On Thursday, Roger came home earlier than Jeannie. He changed in to shorts and a tee shirt. By the time Jeannie came home, he put together a meal of hamburgers, rolls, and potato salad he had picked up at a restaurant; he also picked up a single pink rose, and a bottle of Chardonnay wine.

Jeannie came home at about 5: 00 p.m., after attending a staff meeting. To Roger, Jeannie looked really voluptuous in her nurse's uniform. He hugged her for a long time and whispered:

“Darling, did you have a good day?”

“Yes, I had a good day; it was a light-work day.”

“You look beautiful in your uniform,” whispered Roger.

Jeannie giggled and cooed, “You like me in my uniform?”

“Yes. Please keep your uniform while we have dinner; it will be ready in a few minutes. Here is a glass of Chardonnay to relax you.”

Roger gently massaged Jeannie’s legs as they sat on a sofa. Roger could not take his eyes off of Jeannie; yet, he listened patiently Jeannie’s account of her day. But, Jeannie was aware Roger getting turned on watching her.

Jeannie cooed, “I’m excited you are turned on seeing me dressed in my nurse's uniform. I have three styles of uniforms. What do you like with this one?” 

“I think it shows you’re a little bit of cleavage, your upper arms, and your thighs,” Roger continued, “Please have dinner dressed in your uniform.” 

After they finished dinner, Jeannie said, “Please clear the table, I have to freshen up,” and left for her bedroom. In addition to freshening up she put on sexy black lacy underwear and silk crotch less panties, and thigh highs.

Roger cleared and cleared the dining table. While he rinsed dishes, Jeannie rubbed her voluptuous body against his back. She pretended to examine Roger by groping his broad shoulders, tight buttocks, and firm thighs and legs. Roger realized Jeannie was playing along and enjoyed her attentions.

After he finished washing the dishes, Roger hugged Jeannie, unbuttoned the buttons to her waist to expose the tops of her milky white black bra-encased boobs and midriff, and kissed her lovely neck and sexy cleavage. 

“Nurse Jeannie, you are beautiful. I am a lucky guy to be loving you,” mumbled Roger as he continued to kiss and fondle Jeannie.

Roger knelt in front of Jeannie, lifter her uniform to her waist; he was kissing her crotch when he realized she was wearing crotch less panties; he smelled Jeannie’s oozing nectars. 

Roger whispered urgently, “Jeannie, I want to have your pussy for dessert,” and led her to the dining room and nudged her to lie down on the dining table. Roger sat in a chair, spread Jeannie’s thighs to expose her glistening pussy, and began to lick and suck it.

For a moment Jeannie fretted, “You are loving me on the dining table? Can we do it at least on the sofa?”

Jeannie’s protest and plea were weak, and soon she was lost in the pleasures derived from Roger’s tongue and mouth on her pussy; simultaneously, Roger rubbed her smooth and firm inner thighs, and later gently pinched her bra-covered nipples. Roger went about tenderly sucking and licking Jeannie's pussy in earnest for several minutes.

Jeannie mumbled, “Honey, keep sucking my clit; I'm there. Ohhhhhhh. I'm therrrrrrrre. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

A short while later, a disheveled Jeannie got off the dining table, hugged Roger, unzipped his shorts, lowered his underwear, and gently grasped his erect leaking cock. Lovingly, she kissed it, and sucked on the head for a minute.

“What's your pleasure darling?” cooed Jeannie.

“Straddle my lap and love me,” whispered Roger still seated in a chair.

At that instant, the phone rang. Jeannie said apologetically, “It could be John or Sue,” and went to answer it in the kitchen. It was an acquaintance, Louise, who called to give a detailed account of her visit to her daughter and grandchildren. On an impulse, Jeannie blew a kiss to Roger, winked at him, and signaled to him to come to her. Roger went to Jeannie, gently nudged her to lean on the counter, and snaked his rigid penis deep in to her pussy. 

As Jeannie continued to listen to Louise, Roger stood as still as possible holding on to her hips with his cock buried deep in her pussy fondling her bra-covered boobs and quietly nibbling her neck. For her part, Jeannie mumbled occasionally in to the phone, “Hah, hah. Really.”

At one point, Jeannie moaned with pleasure, “Ohhhhh,” and Louise asked her if she was ok, prompting Jeannie to make up an excuse.

When Louise finished talking, a giggling Jeannie hung up the phone, and inadvertently caused Roger’s cock to slipout; she giggled some more and said, 

“Darling thank you for putting your lovely erect cock to use. I could feel it twitching and releasing streams of cum in my pussy. What do you want to do?”

“Please turn around to face me, raise your right leg, and place it on the step stool; I am close to cumming.”

Roger grasped Jeannie’s hips and began to fuck in earnest. He hugged Jeannie and released jets of cum deep in her pussy, “Ohhhhhhhh. Cummmmming. Cummmming. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkk.”

After taking a quick shower together and drying their bodies, Jeannie and Roger went to bed. 

ROGER AND JEANNIE WITH HER CHILDREN

On Saturday morning, Roger went to his apartment before Jeannie’s kids arrived; they arrived in time for lunch. Roger returned to Jeannie’s home at about 4 p.m. He had a good time with John and Sue. They all got along fine. He showed John and Sue a picture of Melanie; they wanted to meet her. It was agreed that they will be introduced to Melanie at Labor Day.

Later, Roger barbecued and visited with John and Sue, and had a good time. Roger left for his apartment at about 9 p.m. Jeannie hugged him and said “I love you” openly. Roger replied, “I love you too.” They kissed briefly before Roger left.

John and Sue indicated to Jeannie their approval of Roger. Sue suggested, “Since you both are grown adults, have known each other for a month or so, and love each other, you should live together.”

John agreed and added, “Provided I am allowed to visit any time I want.”

“Of course. You can visit me anytime. You are my kids; I love you.”

After John and Sue left on Sunday afternoon, Jeannie called Roger to invite him to come over to her home. That evening, they had a meal of leftovers and wine.

Jeannie asked, “When does your apartment lease end?”

Roger replied, “In a month or so.”

“Would you consider moving in with me? Melanie can have her own room. Be a part of my life.”

Roger replied, “Yes, Jeannie. Yes, I will.”

Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.

Continued in Ch. 6.



Second Chance at Love Ch. 06



Bill Brady, a High School Guidance Counselor, 44 yo, was Roger’s friend who had lost his wife a year ago; Roger invited him to an independence-day picnic at Jeannie’s home. Bill was about 5’10’’ tall, weighed about 185lb; he had brown hair that was thinning from the front, and a brown mustache.

Angie Adams, a friend of Jeannie who just retired as a nurse supervisor, was invited by Jeannie to the picnic. Her husband, Bud, died of Alzheimer’s disease at the age of 66. Angie was a 58 yo dark-skinned lady, about 5’2’’; with short gray – brown hair and large brown-gray eyes. She had been through menopause and her big boobs got bigger due to hormone replacement therapy. Because of Bud’s illness and death, she had not been intimate with a man for over three years.

Jeannie introduced Angie to Bill, and they hit it off right away. Bill listened patiently to Angie as they sat and spoke a short distance from the others.

Angie said, “Bud was my husband for 35 years. It was frustrating when I lost him. I gave everything I had. I was not strong enough to take care of him during the last month of his life.”

Bill replied, “Yes, it is frustrating when we cannot help our loved one. I saw an active and energetic Mary debilitated by cancer in less than a year.”

Bill continued, “I’m sure you did a lot for your husband and sacrificed a lot. I hope you get to relax a bit and take care of yourself.”

Angie said sympathetically, “I am sorry your wife suffered so much and for your loss. I like to walk; perhaps, you can join me one day.”

A few days later, when Bill called, Angie agreed to go for a long walk with him next morning. During the walk in a park, Angie and Bill talked about their lives in general. After walking, Angie and Bill decided to have a cup of coffee.

Angie talked longingly about Bud, “I miss him very much. He used to take me out to restaurants regularly. He was ill for three years before he died. I forgot what loving is.”

She paused and murmured, “He was a good lover in his own way.”

Bill asked gently, “What do you mean, in his own way?” 

Angie replied, “Based on overhearing younger friends at work, now a days there is much oral sex between men and women.” 

Bill gently asked, “Are you saying Bud never ate you or you didn’t blow Bud?”

Angie blushed and said softly, “I did that to Bud couple of times. He did it to me when I asked him for it. What about you?”

Bill said, “I love to eat pussy. If I am given only one wish before I die, I would choose eating pussy. But, I prefer making love to getting a BJ. Oh, eating pussy is not fattening!”

Angie laughed heartily for the first time in a long while. Bill then said, “Angie, I like you. I am lonely too. Would you like to have dinner with me and may be go dance afterwards?”

Angie agreed. The following Friday, Bill took a bouquet of flowers to Angie. He wore a nice blue shirt, navy blue slacks, and a jacket. Angie was very pleased Bill brought her flowers; she put them in a vase. She dressed in a navy blue skirt and light blue, silk, sleeve-less blouse that showed her generous cleavage. She wore gold-plated earrings and a necklace. 

Angie and Bill went to an Italian restaurant. They ordered different pasta dishes; they shared a bottle of wine, and enjoyed each other’s company. Angie had a great sense of humor and could tell many stories. After dinner, it was still early to go dancing. Bill drove to a park and they sat on a bench in a secluded area. 

Bill held Angie’s hand, kissed it, and said, “You look beautiful and smell nice. Thank you for spending this evening with me.”

Angie snuggled up to Bill and cooed, “Bill, I’m glad you think I am beautiful. I like you too. Please, just hold me close to you for a while.”

Bill held Angie close to him, kissed her forehead and briefly on her lips. After several minutes in the park, they went to a club that had a small band. They each ordered a glass of wine and after they had taken couple of sips of wine, Bill invited Angie to the dance floor. First, they danced without touching each other. When the band started playing a slow number, Angie moved in to Bill’s arms as both just shuffled their feet. Bill felt Angie’s boobs pressing in to him. In turn, Angie felt Bill’s hard on pushing in to her belly.

During the next slow dance, Bill steered Angie to a darker area of the dance floor and squeezed her buttocks. Angie looked up at Bill, smiled, and rubbed his hard on with her delicate hand.

After couple more dances, Angie said, “Bill. Let’s go to my place and relax.”

Bill parked his car in the attached garage of Angie’s home, and, after removing his jacket, sat in a living room sofa while Angie freshened up. She brought two glasses of water, a bottle of white wine, and two wine glasses. She sat in a chair facing Bill.


Bill said, “Angie, please dim the lights and come sit with me. I promise not to bite!”

Angie laughed, turned off the bright lights, and sat next to Bill. After a few minutes, she sat in Bill’s lap. Bill kissed her on the lips without forcing them open, but Angie soon pushed her tongue in to Bill’s mouth, which he sucked avidly. She unbuttoned Bill’s shirt and rubbed his firm chest for several minutes. She also felt Bill’s cock lump on her ass.

Angie cooed to Bill, “I grew up in a strict home; I was a virgin when I married Bud. You are my second boy friend. I am glad I make you hard with desire.”

Bill replied quietly, “Angie, you are a beautiful woman. During dancing, I felt your lovely feminine curves. Please let me see your boobs.”

Blushingly, Angie nodded her head. Bill helped Angie take off her blouse. Angie had large boobs encased in a white silk bra. The white bra added allure to her dark skin.

Bill murmured, “They are beautiful,” and rubbed his palms all over them; he located and pinched her nipples gently as Angie closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure. Bill then suckled Angie’s nipples, one at a time, through her bra fabric. 

Recognizing, Angie was enjoying having her boobs sucked, Bill pleaded, “Please take off your bra, so I can suck your nipples.”

Again, blushingly, Angie obliged. When she took off her bra, Bill let out a gasp and muttered, “Angie, you have very lovely boobs,” and immediately began sucking her dark nipples and fondling her boobs. In response, Angie squirmed in Bill’s lap rubbing her ass against his hard on.

Bill knew that Angie’s pussy was juicy and she would let him eat it. But, he was afraid of scaring her away. He thought his chances would be high if they both were standing up. 

Bill whispered, “Angie, I have to go to the bathroom. Also, I’m thirsty; please fix a glass of cold water for me.”

Reluctantly Angie got up and went to the kitchen; Bill went to the bathroom. When he came out of the bathroom, Bill saw Angie at the kitchen sink fixing two glasses of water; she had put back her bra.

Bill greeted Angie in the kitchen and whispered, “Angie, you look so lovely,” and hugged her and planted kisses on her neck, as well as fondled her boobs. Angie turned towards Bill, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately. After the kiss, Bill grabbed Angie’s buttocks and shoved his cock lump in to Angie’s belly.

Bill planted passionate kisses on Angie’s neck, cleavage, and belly button. He fell on his knees and buried his face in Angie’s skirt covered crotch. Angie gave her approval by running her fingers through Bill’s hair. Slowly Bill lifted Angie’s skirt and slip, and kissed her smooth inner thighs and white silk panties-covered crotch stained with her oozed out pussy syrup.

To his pleasant surprise, Angie continued to run her fingers in his hair. Bill quickly lowered Angie’s panties, stuck his mouth in her naked crotch; he found and sucked on her pussy lips, and clit for a several minutes when Angie’s orgasm exploded releasing her pent up tensions, “Ohhhhhhh. Billll. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

Angie could not remain standing leaning against the sink any longer; she stumbled to a chair and sat in it. She had a huge smile on her face. She said to Bill:

“Thank you. That was an awesome orgasm.”

Bill who sat in another chair, smiled and replied, “Yes, that was an awesome orgasm.”

He then said, “Angie, it has been a long evening. I had a wonderful time tonight. You are a beautiful lady. I would really like to see you again.”

Angie replied, “I am tired a little and need to rest. I had a great evening. If you are free tomorrow, please come have dinner here.”

“It’s a date. I will bring a bottle of Chardonnay wine,” said Bill

As Bill got up to leave, he heard Angie say, “Bill, come kiss these babies good night,” and offered her dark naked boobs for Bill to fondle and kiss. Bill gladly obliged by kissing and fondling Angie’s succulent boobs.

At the door, Angie kissed Bill passionately, patted his cock lump, and cooed, “Keep him well rested for tomorrow.”

Angie then gave Bill her stained panties, in a bright colored paper bag, “Open it after you get home.”

After reaching home, Bill called Angie, “Thank you for the lovely evening and the special gift of panties; smeared with your pussy nectar; they smell wonderful and I will have them around my neck all night.”

Angie giggled and cooed, “I am glad you like them, lover.”

ANGIE AND BILL ON SATURDAY

On Friday night, Bill thought of Angie and her irrepressible personality. He slept well after a long day. He took Angie’s panties to bed and had a semi rigid cock all night. He hoped to get lucky with Angie next day and decided not to jack off that night; he kept busy doing chores around his house and shopping for groceries. In the grocery store, he bought a bouquet of flowers for Angie and a bottle of Chardonnay. 

Angie first went to a well-known lingerie store and bought lacy, silk, underwear in white, red, and shiny blue. At the same mall, she tested several perfumes before purchasing one that she liked. She also bought groceries for the evening’s dinner: de-boned chicken thighs and breasts, fixings for salad, and freshly baked bread rolls. She wanted to cook a good meal.

After preparing dinner, Angie rested for a while. After her nap, Angie took a long shower, and shaved her legs and armpits. After she dried her hair and body, she applied the new perfume on her cleavage, ear lobes, and crotch area. She dressed in a pink short sleeve blouse and a burgundy wrap around skirt, and red sandals. She was excited with anticipation and tingly feelings especially in her pussy, as she waited for Bill to arrive at about 5 p.m.

As he drove to Angie’s home, Bille smiled recalling events of the previous evening. His cock grew hard when he recalled how succulent Angie’s breasts looked. He was also glad they were pendulous so that they jiggled sexily when not completely confined.

When Bill rang the doorbell, Angie welcomed him warmly with a quick hug. She thanked him for the flowers and wine. Angie placed the flowers in a vase and helped Bill put the bottle of wine in an ice bucket; they visited for several minutes over wine, and cheese and crackers.

The dinner was very good: baked chicken, rice, rolls, and salad. After dinner, Angie accepted Bill’s offer to help clear the table. She giggled when she inadvertently bumped in to Bill in the kitchen and Bill squeezed her buttocks. While Angie to put away the leftover food, he turned off the bright lights in the living room, sat in an upholstered chair, and waited for Angie.

A few minutes later, Angie asked Bill, “Would you like to have coffee and dessert?”

Bill smiled and asked, “Angie, what do you have for dessert?”

Angie replied seriously, “I have sherbet and ice cream.”

Bill whispered, “I would rather eat your pussy for dessert.”

Angie blushed, smiled, walked over to Bill, sat in his lap, and whispered, “You will get that in a few minutes.”

Angie and Bill kissed passionately for a long time. Angie saw how ardent Bill was for her even though she was older than him. Bill ran his fingers lovingly on Angie’s cheeks, arms, and then over her bra-covered right boob.

Bill whispered to Angie, “Were these babies always big?”

Angie cooed, “My boobs were always large; they attracted many boys in my younger days. They got bigger with hormone replacement therapy after menopause.”

Then she added, “I know you like them even though they are saggy.”

Bill replied, “They are beautiful: full, ripe, shiny, with large dark nipples. I call them pendulous and love the way they jiggle.”

He then pleaded, “Angie, may I play with them, please.”

Angie cooed, “Yes. You get comfortable too.”

Angie removed her skirt and blouse. Bill was speechless taken by the vision of Angie in red silk bra and panties; he also stood frozen admiring the scantily clad voluptuous woman in front of him. As soon as Bill shed his shirt and pants, Angie hugged him tightly, and gently reached with her delicate right hand and grasped his stiff cock that had made a tent in his boxer shorts.

Angie nudged Bill to sit in the chair and sat in his lap facing him. She rubbed his cheeks, neck, chest, and armpits with her hands. She leaned over and smelled his perspiration mixed with cologne. 

As Angie reached behind her back to unhook her bra, she cooed to Bill, “You want to see my babies, ah! They are my boobies. I like the word pendulous to describe them.”

While watching Bill’s face, she removed her bra and slowly shook her chest jiggling her boobs. Bill reached out and grasped them trying futilely to contain them. He stuck his face in Angie’s cleavage and smelled the mixture of perfume and her skin.

He whispered in awe, “Angie, you are beautiful. Your boobs are magnificent.”

He then suckled each nipple as Angie moaned with pleasure and rubbed her crotch on Bill’s cock.

Bill whispered, “Angie, may I have my dessert now, please.”

Angie, blushing, got up. Bill hugged her. He knelt down and buried his face in her panty-covered crotch; he smelled the perfume and her pussy nectar. Looking up, Bill had a fabulous view of Angie: her panty-covered crotch, her smooth lower belly, her large boobs hanging like large fruits on her chest, and her pretty face. Still looking at her face for a signal, Bill lowered Angie’s panties, nudged her to sit in the upholstered chair.

Angie blushed deeply, but watched in fascination as Bill spread and raised her legs, and planted hundred kisses on her smooth inner thighs driving Angie to a higher state of desire. He then began to kiss and lick her sensitive pussy lips and clit. He seemed to be hungry as he slurped her pussy nectar and nibbled on her clit. Angie realized Bill was a talented pussy eater because he enjoyed doing it. The pleasure her crotch was receiving made her throw her head back and moan incoherently. Soon, Angie reached her orgasm with her body convulsing as Bill simply held her clit in his mouth, “Ohhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Pheeeeeeeew.”

Angie nudged Bill to get up and hug her. “Thank you darling giving me such new and unimagined pleasure. I never thought my old pussy would respond the way it did.”

Bill replied, “Angie, you are not old. Your pussy will respond as long as you live.”

Angie grasped Bill’s cock and cooed, “We need to take care of him. Let’s go to my bedroom.”

Bill followed Angie, who had a hold on his raging hard cock, squeezing her gyrating plump buttocks, up the stairs. Angie pulled the pink bed cover and sheet down.

“I have to pee. I will be back in couple of minutes.”

As Angie was leaving, Bill said, “Angie, better bring a large towel and tissues. I hate to mess up your bed.”

When Angie returned, Bill who was lying on his back in the middle of the bed placed the towel underneath his ass. He held out his arms for Angie to lie on top of him and kissed her passionately as she grasped his rigid and twitching cock.

Angie said, “I have not made love in a long time. You have to be patient.”

She continued, “The last few times Bud and I made love, I used a jelly for lubrication.”

Bill whispered, “Please use lubrication to avoid discomfort. Also, since you will be on top, you can control the action; I will be patient.”

After putting jelly in her vagina, with Bill helping her, Angie grasped and aimed his cock at her pussy. With determination, Angie managed to stuff all of Bill’s cock in her pussy very slowly; she sat still until she felt her vaginal walls had expanded sufficiently. She gave out a deep sigh of relief and smiled happily with the pleasure her vagina was transmitting.

Bill admired Angie’s determination; he was delighted with pleasure from his cock being buried deep in Angie’s tight pussy. Bill placed his two hands on Angie’s boobs to fondle them and tweak her large pink nipples. Angie leaned forward bringing her boobs closer to Bill, and to move her vagina up and down his rigid cock. She thought Bills cock was just as thick as Bud’s, but slightly longer as it scraped her cervix. She smiled recalling another cliché about size of a penis and its performance; Bill’s cock does perform.

Bill held off coming as long as he could, but the sight of Angie’s jiggling boobs and the sensation from her tight pussy continuously caressing his cock brought him to the verge of his climax.

He whispered to Angie, “Honey keep doing what you are doing. I am going to come soon.” 

Bill grasped Angie’s jelly-like boobs firmly as he neared his climax; Angie instinctively tightened her vaginal muscles around Bill’s cock triggering a roaring climax as his cock twitched and jerked while releasing numerous jets of his semen-laden cum, “Fuckkkkk. Fukkkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkk. Fukkkk. Fuckkkkk.”

It was several minutes before Angie said, “Whew, that was some climax. That was quite a load you released. You have been saving it for sometime.”

Bill said, “It was a fantastic climax. I am still savoring the sensation of my cock deep in your tight pussy. Please stay on top of me for a few more seconds until my cock softens.”

Angie was glad to oblige Bill. But to her surprise and that of Bill, his cock did not soften much. 

Angie giggled and said, “Wow, I didn’t realize you like me so much. Mind you, I am not complaining; it’s really a compliment to me.”

“It is indeed a compliment. I have been really turned on since yesterday. Perhaps, we should take a break and eat ice cream for dessert.”

Angie agreed. Grasping a few tissues, she tried to catch the mixture of her nectar and Bill’s cum, but most of it dribbled on the towel. Angie went to the bathroom, put on a pink, light robe, and headed to the kitchen, soon followed by Bill. As they were eating ice cream, Angie noticed it was close to 8 p.m., when her favorite TV show started.

Hesitantly, she asked, “I would like to watch my favorite TV show. Would you cuddle with me and watch it too? We are still on a date.”

Bill agreed. To keep warm, he put on his underwear, and Angie put on her red silk bra, panties, and her robe. Angie and Bill watched TV while cuddled on the sofa. Periodically, Bill rubbed and kissed Angie’s shoulders, arms, and neck. Most of the time, he had his strong hairy arms wrapped around Angie nuzzling her heavy bra-covered boobs. Towards the end of the show, Bill was aware that Angie took a short nap that refreshed her considerably.

Angie turned off the TV. She and Bill got up from the sofa; Bill’s cock had softened a little while watching TV.

Angie touched Bill’s cock and asked, “I am curious why you like your cock sucked, but do not like to come in my mouth.”

“It depends on the circumstances. After practicing birth control for many years, it’s wonderful not to worry about it with a lady who has gone through menopause,” Bill replied.

Angie laughing chimed in, “In other words, you can deposit your sperm-laden cum in my pussy without worrying about knocking me up.” 

To which Bill replied, “Exactly, we can fuck any time and anywhere without worrying!”




Second Chance at Love Ch. 06



Bill asked, “Angie did you like giving Bud a BJ?”

“I liked it until Bud got rough one time; my throat was sore for a day or so,” said Angie.

Angie shyly asked, “May I suck your cock? I promise not to bring you to a climax.”

“Sure Angie, I will be gentle. Also, I have not cleaned up. My cock is still coated with your nectar and my cum.”

Angie got on her knees on the carpeted floor in front of Bill. Shyly, she held Bill’s cock in her delicate hand. After moving it around its root and examining it for a few seconds, Angie licked the head, tested the flavor and taste, and proceeded to lick the whole length. Bill was fascinated with Angie’s devotion to his cock and let her suck it. 

Dreamily, he mumbled, “Angie darling that feels very good. Thank you.”

Angie stopped sucking and said, “Bud and I did it with him on top most of the time. Thank you for letting me ride your cock earlier; I loved it.”

Looking shyly, at Bill, Angie said, “I would like to see us making love in a mirror. I am sure it would be fun.”

“I bet you are right. I saw couple of large mirrors on the closet doors in your bedroom. We can do it sitting in the comfortable chair in the corner,” replied Bill.

“You have to be my guide. Let’s go.”

Angie checked to see if all doors were locked, turned off the lights, and followed a still naked Bill upstairs while giggling and squeezing his ass.

After moving the chair in front of the large mirror, Bill removed Angie’s robe, hugged her from behind, and grasped her bra-covered boobs. In the light from the bathroom, Angie, in her red silk underwear, looked beautiful and voluptuous. She had a happy look on her face.

In the mirror, Angie saw her boobs being squeezed and the nape of her neck being kissed by Bill. She raised her arms to give Bill better access to her boobs. Next Bill tugged Angie’s panties off of her hips, down her thighs and legs, and as she stepped out of them, he removed his underwear. Angie saw her naked crotch: dense growth of curly brown hair intertwined with several that were gray, and her swollen pussy lips. She wondered if Bill noticed the gray hair on her head and in her crotch. Bill resumed caressing Angie’s body, especially her boobs, while keeping his cock lodged in the valley between her buttocks. Angie felt the oozing precum from Bill’s stiff cock being smeared on her buttocks; she knew he was well aroused; after all, he is much younger than her!

Bill whispered to Angie, “Darling, if you are ready, after I sit in the chair, you can sit in my lap.”

“I put jelly when we came up. I am ready and excited,” replied Angie. 

After Bill sat down, Angie sat in his lap. While watching in the mirror, she grasped Bill’s cock, positioned it at her pussy’s mouth; she slowly sank down watching in fascination as Bill’s large cock disappear in to her belly; it was very pleasurable this time and there was no discomfort. In the mirror, it appeared to Angie that a large twitching, flexible, tube had been stuffed in her pussy; she also felt small jets of Bill’s cum being released near her aged womb.

After several minutes, Bill nudged Angie to slowly get up while still coupled, unclasped and removed her bra, grasped her pendulous breasts, and began to fuck her in long and slow cock stokes. Angie was very pleased with how beautiful she and Bill looked in the mirror while making love. She thought to herself, “This is what they mean by good sex is lot of fun.”

Bill kept his steady pace of fucking Angie while tweaking her large nipples and fondling her large boobs. When he saw Angie had closed her eyes and moaning with pleasure, Bill moved his right hand to her pussy and began to gently pinch her nectar-covered slick clit. Angie began to moan louder, as Bill tweaked her clit, pinched her left nipple, and fucked her pussy with his fat cock. Angie’s moans became an incoherent stream of mumbled words as her orgasm roared through her convulsing body, “Ohhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Pheeeeeeeeeeeew.”

Bill stopped fucking Angie momentarily, sat back in the chair, and held her tightly until her pussy stopped convulsing around his cock.

“It has been a long time since I had two orgasms in one evening. You are a very good lover, even if you are taking advantage of an old lady.”

Still holding on to Angie and coupled to her, Bill mumbled, “Really, the pleasure is all mine.”

Angie asked, “Are you close to reaching your climax?”

Bill replied, “Yes, I am close, but I have to fuck fast.”

“I am well stretched. Go ahead, get your release.”

Again, Bill urged Angie to rise up slightly, grasped her swinging boobs, and fucked her in long fast strokes. Angie watched in wonder Bill’s pleasure-laden face over her shoulder, his large hands holding her very large boobs that were jiggling with each fuck. She felt his pistoning cock had heated up her pussy.

Soon Bill had his release. He moaned loudly, as his cock deposited multiple doses of cum deep in to Angie’s pussy, “Oh love. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk Oh love. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk.”

The two lovers were sleepy; they cleaned up as fast as they could, when Angie said, “Bill, please spend the night with me.”

Bill replied, “I will. Thank you. It has been a fantastic night.”

Next morning, Angie woke up first, put on her robe, and went to the kitchen to make coffee. She smiled happily as she recalled the previous evening’s events. She was reading the morning paper, when Bill came down in his underwear with his morning woody quite apparent to Angie.

Angie giggled and said, “Your dick is standing up. Didn’t you get enough last night? Do you plan to kill me by fucking?”

Bill mumbled, “Last night was great. This is a morning woody. I don’t have a robe to cover it up. Can I pour myself a cup of coffee?”

Angie got up and said, “I will bring one of Bud’s robes. I have an unused toothbrush too that you can use. Pour yourself a cup of coffee. I will make breakfast in a minute.”

Bill helped Angie make breakfast: scrambled eggs, bacon, and toasted bread. As they were eating, Angie said, “Thanks for helping with breakfast. Bud was set in his ways; I had to take care of the cooking and cleaning.”

Bill replied, “When both husband and wife are working, it’s better to share house work. In my home, I helped but Mary still did more housework than I.”

Angie said, “Let me give you a quick tour of the house.” As they went upstairs, she said, “There are three bedrooms and two baths. I put lot of Bud’s things in one bedroom along with the stuff of my children.”

Bill continued, “Angie, I had a great time with you. May I take advantage of you again?”

Angie touched Bill’s face and said, “You were wonderful to me. I want to see you again, but my son is coming on Tuesday to visit. But, I am free this weekend.”

Bill said shyly, “Great. Let’s have dinner on Friday. If you pack a small suitcase with your clothes, you can spend the weekend with me at my home, please. Bring your walking shoes; we could go for walks in the mornings.”

Angie smiled and said, “I accept your invitation. Thanks.”

ANGIE AND BILL SPEND A WEEKEND AT HIS HOME

Bill called Angie on Thursday night to ask her if dining at a seafood restaurant was ok with her. He told her he will wear a jacket, but no tie.

On Friday, Bill picked her up at about 5 p.m. Earlier in the week, Angie had her hair dyed very light brown covering up all the unevenly distributed gray areas; she looked very attractive in the new hair color, dangling solid gold earrings, and a gold necklace. She wore a blue silk sleeve-less blouse, a black skirt, and low heel black shoes. 

On the way to the restaurant, Angie learned that Bill’s late wife, Mary, was about his age, and divorced with a daughter when they got married. Bill loved his stepdaughter, Katie, from the time he met her. He visits her, and her husband and son often. 

Bill and Angie were seated in a dark corner of the restaurant. After a glass of wine, Bill held Angie’s hand for a second and kissed it. Angie took Bill’s hand and placed it on her knee, she let him rub and squeeze her inner thigh as she felt excitement in her crotch.

“Angie, you look more beautiful with your light brown hair. I’m glad you chose a light color, instead of a dark one.”

Angie smiled and said, “I’m glad you like the color of my hair. I had not taken good care of it after Bud got sick. Now, I can do it for you. The light color contrasts well with my dark skin.”

“What else new have you done to yourself?”

Before Angie could answer, the waitress brought their dinners.

As they were driving from the restaurant, Bill said, “Angie, I see you have painted your fingernails. What else new have you done to yourself?”

“I painted my toe nails too, and shaved my legs and armpits.”

“Thank you for making yourself beautiful for me,” replied Bill.

Bill parked the car in the attached garage, helped Angie step out of it, and carried her suitcase to the master bedroom. Angie sat in the living room on a sofa; she noticed right away that Bill’s home was clean. 

Bill said, “It’s a very quite street; this house is the last one at the dead end. There is a nice wooded area behind that secludes the house. Let’s sit in the enclosed veranda; it’s a nice evening.”

In the veranda, Bill hugged Angie and they kissed for a long time. Angie felt Bill’s erect penis and when he caressed her boobs, she whispered, “Honey, I have to use the bathroom and change clothes. Please pull down the shades for privacy; there still will be plenty of light here. Also, please get comfortable.”

Bill said, “Ok. Please use the bathroom attached to the master bedroom; turn right at the top of the stairs; your suitcase is on the bed.”

He continued, “Honey, please leave your jewelry on.”

In the powder room, Bill stripped to his underwear, put on a light robe, and waited eagerly for Angie. When Angie entered the veranda, Bill was awe struck by her allure: she had on a see-through, sleeve-less, white negligee over a white lacy bra and silk panties; she had left on her earrings and necklace, and white shoes. Bill and Angie hugged for a long time while locked in a passionate kiss, followed by Bill grasping Angie’s buttocks and she his erect cock.

Angie gently pulled away and, while holding her arms above her head, slowly pirouetted couple of times. It was then Bill realized Angie was wearing crotch-less panties. Angie removed her bra releasing her succulent boobs, dropped it to the floor, and again slowly pirouetted couple of times displaying her charms to Bill whose cock by now had fully grown. Angie’s pussy had become wet with her oozed pussy syrup.

Angie summoned Bill with her index finger as if saying, “Darling, I am yours.” Bill squeezed and played with Angie’s large boobs for a long time, while kissing her neck and mouth.

Angie cooed to him, “Your dick has become stiff and fat. But, before you put it in my pussy, you have to kiss, lick, and suck my pussy. I have crotch less panties.”

Bill mumbled as he kissed her smooth thighs and curly pubes. He then gently inserted his middle finger in to Angie’s pussy, scooped her syrup, and licked it while Angie watched in fascination. She thought to herself, “He was going to get a taste of it soon. He just wanted to stick his finger in my pussy. He worships it!”

Bill said in a fake accent, “Ms. Adams, pussy taste good,” making Angie giggle.

Very earnestly, Bill asked, “Angie, I want to please you and give you pleasure. I will lick you where ever you want me to.”

Angie shyly said, “You are already kissing me where Bud rarely kissed. I also like to be kissed on my neck and underarms; it’s so romantic. Bud liked my armpits; he called them pits. I had to expose them to him when we made love. I shaved my armpits this afternoon. Bud also liked me to moan and talk.”

Bill planted numerous kisses rapidly on her neck; Angie raised her arms, and Bill kissed her underarms and shaved dark pits eliciting moans from her. Her pits smelled of perfume; Bill was pleased to find out one of Angie’s erotic zones.

As Angie sat in the chair, she opened her thighs and cooed, 

“Darling, my honey pot is juicy for you to eat it.”

Bill kept Angie’s thighs opened and kissed her smooth inner thighs from the knees to where they joined her hips. In the evening light, he spread the panty opening wide and saw Angie’s dense growth of brown, curly, pubic hair; there were a few gray ones which Bill found exciting; he ran his fingers through them and smelled them by burying his nose in them.

Bill opened Angie’s glistening pussy with his thumb and forefinger, and licked her outer lips, inner lips, and clit. He gently sucked and swallowed her pussy syrup that had accumulated since dinnertime. As he gently nibbled Angie’s sick clit, her crotch started to convulse, and she moaned loudly, “Goddddddd. I’m cummmming. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. Goddddddd. I’m cummmming. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Angie held on to Bill’s head with her smooth thighs until she came down from her peak. She pulled up Bill and kissed his mouth tasting her pussy syrup.

Angie whispered, “Darling, thank you for a glorious orgasm. You make me feel wanted and sexy.”

The evening light had faded. Bill helped Angie get up, handed her bra and negligee, and said, “You look beautiful in them.” 

Bill continued, “I am thirsty. Would you like to have a soda with me?”

“Yes.”

After drinking her soda, Angie grasped Bill’s erect cock and said, “This guy needs relief.”

Bill whispered, “Let’s go to my bedroom, we will be comfortable there.”

After using the bathroom, Angie put on her bra and negligee, and joined Bill who was lying naked on his back on the king-size bed. Angie played with his balls gently admiring how they moved in their sack and gently scratched them eliciting moans of pleasure from Bill; she grasped his semi-erect cock and sucked on it until it grew fully rigid. Angie mounted Bill’s crotch and expertly stuffed his cock in to her pussy. 

After getting comfortable, Angie cooed, “I’m going to ride you like a cowgirl rides a horse.”

Bill smiled, grasped her jiggling negligee and bra-covered boobs, fondling them and pinching her nipples. He rubbed her well-toned slim arms, and massaged her pits much to Angie’s pleasure.

Bill whispered, “Please take off your bra,” and Angie did just that.

Angie’s dark boobs looked more alluring covered by the see-through negligee; they jiggled sexily without the confines of a bra. Bill was pleased with how quickly Angie learned to fuck expertly while on top of him. He remembered that she liked to watch herself making love in a mirror; he wanted to show her another love making position.

He whispered to Angie, “Darling, you know we can do it with you facing away from me.”

Angie cooed, “Ok, let’s change positions.”

Bill sat on the bed propped by three pillows at his back as Angie sat on his cock facing away from him. She had a huge smile on her face when she saw their reflection in the dresser mirror: she saw her pussy stuffed with Bill’s cock and her boobs jiggle sexily as she rocked back and forth slightly bent forward; Bill grasped Angie’s hips and fondled her smooth, jelly-like, buttocks; he also watched in fascination as his stiff cock moved in and out of Angie’s pussy and just above it her puckered brown ass hole.

When Angie stopped rocking back and forth, Bill gently pulled her by her shoulders to his chest and wrapped his arms around nuzzling her pendulous boobs. Angie raised her left arm and placed it around Bill’s neck; he kissed her left boob and armpit that were close to his face.

Bill grasped Angie’s buttocks to slowly lift and lower her pussy on his steel-hard cock several times. Soon, as his climax started in his loins, he held her tightly and his cum flowed in numerous spurts in to Angie’s pussy. When his cock softened, Bill handed Angie several tissues and helped her get off of him. The two lovers cleaned up as best as they could, used the bathroom, and fell asleep.

After sleeping several hours, Bill woke up with Angie’s delicate hand playing with his cock; it became stiff and enlarged as she pumped it slowly. Angie reached over to the end table, squeezed a generous portion of jelly out of a tube, and applied it to her vagina; she had taken off the well-soiled crotch-less panties, but still had on the see-through negligee.

Angie opened her arms widely and cooed to Bill, “Darling, come take me.”

Bill rolled on top of Angie, he held his cock, and, with Angie’s help, pushed it in to her well-lubricated pussy. He fucked slowly in long strokes, pausing occasionally to nibble on either Angie’s neck or nipples, or kiss her underarms and armpits. Angie achieved another orgasm, “Goddddddd. I’m cummmming. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. Goddddddd. I’m cummmming. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.”

Some time after wards, Bill reached his climax, “Oh love. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk. Oh love. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk.”

ANGIE AND BILL ON SATURDAY

Angie woke up; not seeing Bill next to her in the bed, she put on a robe and walked down the hall. She found Bill, dressed in a robe, in front of his computer. Bill hugged her at the door and invited her to watch as he surfed the Internet. He showed her several sites and promised to show her other interesting ones.

Later, Bill made breakfast, while Angie sat in a chair and kept him company. After breakfast, as it was a nice morning, Bill and Angie went for a walk in a park within walking distance; both dressed in shorts and tee shirts. They walked for about an hour at a comfortable pace.

Shyly, Angie said, “I loved last night’s loving. It was really fun doing it with me on top either facing you or away from you. I never used those positions with Burt.”

“I enjoyed last night too. You are a great lover. I am turned on every time I see you in your lingerie or under wear. I can’t keep my hands off of you,” replied Bill.

“I too am very comfortable with you,” said Angie; she giggled and continued, “I am comfortable around you with my clothes on too.”

After returning from their walk, Angie said, “I need a shower badly; I am very ripe.”

“I need one too. Let’s take one together,” said Bill eagerly.

“It’s been a long time since I took a shower with a man; I never took one with one younger than me; it should be fun taking one with you,” replied Angie.

In the bathroom, Bill adjusted the water temperature of the shower, got naked, and entered the stall. Angie undressed and followed Bill. Bill hugged her from behind, and as Angie squealed happily, he began to wash her body with a soft wash cloth soaked with liquid soap. Angie felt Bill’s stiff cock in her ass crevice; she did not know what Bill planned to do. Bill washed her already shiny boobs for a long time and then her armpits after nudging Angie to raise her arms above her head. 

He bent down and washed her smooth inner thighs. Angie’s public hair received just as much cleansing as her boobs. Angie was surprised when Bill knelt down to inspect and wash her ample buttocks; she didn’t realize that Bill loved them too. He nudged her to turn around to inspect her brown and gray pubes, and pussy; he spread her pussy lips, and licked her whole opening and clit arousing her sexual need; Angie sighed with pleasure. Bill knew Angie used jelly for additional lubrication and it would wash away in the shower. 

When he stood up, Angie washed Bill’s crotch for several minutes. She sucked his cock to a mild erection. 

They got out of the shower stall. Angie said, “Burt was taking Viagra for couple of years before his illness. He also liked to watch x-rated videos.”

“Were you happy with the Viagra and the videos?” asked Bill. 

“Yes to both. He could not function without Viagra. I liked couple of videos Burt bought. They are in a box in my den; I can find it without too much trouble. Do you want to watch it with me tonight?”




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Bill replied, “Sure. I would like to see them. I have to pick up a few groceries, may be we can pick them up while we are out. Let’s go out to lunch.”

Angie dressed in pink shorts and sleeveless blouse, and sandals. She wore pretty pink earrings and a necklace of pink beads.

Bill said, “Angie, you look nice in your matching outfit and jewelry.”

Angie smiled and said, “Thank you. I’m glad you noticed my clothes and jewelry.”

Bill took Angie to a nice restaurant for lunch. They both had sandwiches and iced tea; Angie gave a portion of her large sandwich to Bill.

Later, in her den, looking for videos, Angie found two, light-weight, taped, boxes; she handed them one at a time to Bill, saying, “Let’s take these with us and sort them out later.”

At the supermarket, as Angie and Bill walked side by side, occasionally, Bill touched Angie’s upper arms, and hugged her. Angie helped Bill pick fresh fruits, bread, and other items for dinner that evening. 

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When they returned to Bill’s home early evening, Angie said, “Bill, give me few minutes to rest in the bedroom and check what’s in those boxes.”

Several minutes later, Angie returned to the living room with a huge grin on her face, and said, “Honey, I found sexy lingerie I bought for Bud, the video I like very much, and another that’s also good.”

Bill replied mischievously, “May be you should model the sexy lingerie for me and we can watch the video you like.”

Angie smiling and blushing said “Let’s see the video after dinner.”

With Angie’s help, Bill fixed a light meal: slices of melon and deli meat, and bread, with Chardonnay wine. 

“I did not know Bud was losing interest in me because of his illness. I thought sexy lingerie and watching x-rated videos would stimulate his libido. They didn’t help Bud, but I got plenty excited watching those videos; I also liked wearing sexy lingerie. I hope you like them too.”

Bill reassured, “Darling, I am sure I will like them too. It’s lot of fun for me to see you excited; I benefit from it. I will set up the VCR/TV monitor in the bedroom next to the closet mirror; we can watch ourselves and your favorite video.”

Angie cooed to Bill, “I am tingly already. You get comfortable. I will model one set of lingerie right now.” As she walked up the stairs, she thought to herself, “I have become an exhibitionist and Bill likes it.”

Several minutes later Bill heard footsteps on the staircase. Angie came down to the bottom landing of the stairs and stood holding the banister. She had put on bright red lipstick, fresh makeup; large, shiny, dangling, gold-plated earrings, several thin necklaces, and bangles on her wrists. She had on a see-through, white, baby-doll gown, that barely came to her crotch, fishnet thigh highs, and white silk slippers.

In the evening sunlight streaming through a widow, Angie’s boobs looked particularly alluring. Angie saw the protruding stiff cock in Bill’s underwear. Purposely, she jiggled her boobs causing Bill’s cock to twitch more; she raised the hem of her dress while blowing kisses. 

She beckoned Bill with her pinky, whispering, “Darling, come here and love me.”

While Angie was still on the landing, Bill went to her, hugged her, and grasped her buttocks. He kissed and fondled her boobs and underarms. Angie turned around, bent down, and lewdly exposed her buttocks, ass, and pussy to Bill. Bill fondled Angie’s buttocks for several minutes; she squealed happily when he licked her hairy and juicy pussy sandwiched between her luscious buttocks.

Bill whispered, “Angie you will be comfortable kneeling on the sofa. You can hold on to the back of the sofa for support.”

Angie agreed, happy to have her excited and juicy pussy sucked. As soon as Angie got on her knees on the sofa, Bill kissed her smooth inner thighs. He then started to lick her hairy and juicy pussy. He had a different perspective of her crotch that revealed curly pubic hair near her puckered brown asshole. As Bill sucked and licked her pussy, Angie rocked her ass back and forth moaning with pleasure. Bill was aroused and precum was leaking continuously from his cock.

Angie moaned and gasped incoherently, and as she shoved her pussy in to Bill’s face, “I’m cummmming. Cummmmmmmming. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

As soon as Angie recovered from her wrenching orgasm, she felt Bill’s slick cock head probing the entrance to her pussy. She knew Bill’s large cock will go in without discomfort to her as she had put a large dab of jelly deep in her vagina earlier. Bill had his cock in deep mashing his pubic hair with those on Angie’s ass. He reached, and grasped Angie’s pendulous breasts and tweaked her nipples. He thought to himself, “I am a lucky guy to be fucking a woman with magnificent boobs and buttocks.”

As if reading his mind, Angie cooed, “I know you like to fuck an old woman who has large pendulous boobs, and buttocks,” and wiggled her ass making Bill’s cock twitch some more.

Bill managed to mumble, “It’s the best fucking I have had. Angie, you are not old. You are my mature lover. We are well-matched.”

For a few minutes, Bill stood still and watched his cock go in and out of Angie’s stretched pussy, while she rocked back and forth her buttocks.

Soon, Bill felt his climax that had begun deep in his crotch; he shoved his cock in to Angie’s clutching pussy, held on to her massive boobs, as his cum flowed in jet streams, “Fuckkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkkk.”

Bill stood for a few minutes savoring his still semi-rigid cock pulsing in Angie’s pussy. Gently, he pulled his cock out of Angie’s pussy and sat on the sofa. Angie sat next to Bill for a minute before leaving for the bathroom.

Bill fixed two cups of hot tea and carrot cake that Angie picked at the supermarket bakery. Angie and Bill cuddled on the sofa and watched Angie’s favorite show at 8 p.m. Angie thought to herself, “Bill is so sweet; he remembered the time my favorite show started on TV.”

After the TV show ended, Angie cooed to Bill, “Honey, let’s watch the video and make love in the bedroom.”

As promised, Bill set up the VCR/TV monitor in the bedroom right next to the closet with mirror-covered doors. Angie after freshening up threw her arms round Bill’s neck and kissed him. 

“Among the videos Bud bought, I like the one titled: ‘Teaching Nurses.’ I think you will also like it,” cooed Angie.

Bill nodded and sat in the upholstered chair, and Angie sat in his lap. When they started to watch: ‘Teaching Nurses,’ Angie told him to skip various obligatory warnings and advertisements; obviously, she has seen the video a few times.

In the first segment, a young man, about 30 y.o., was being sternly lectured to by an attractive older nurse, Jackie, about 55-60 y.o. The actress who played the nurse was a blonde with a large bust. The male student, Tim, was played by an actor in good physical shape, who was jacking his huge cock defiantly ignoring her demand to stud; he and the nurse were lovers, and, instead of studying, he wanted her. To appease her student, Jackie removed her nurse’s uniform revealing white bra-covered boobs and white panties-covered crotch.

Angie saw that Bill was fascinated with the older woman’s voluptuous body in the video. His grasp on Angie’s waist tightened; Angie slowly impaled herself on Bill’s stiff cock.

In the video, Jackie started to suck Tim’s cock while he massaged Jackie’s bra-covered boobs and panties-covered wide ass. When Tim removed Jackie’s bra, her freed pendulous boobs swung sexily; Bill, in response, clutched Angie’s pendulous boobs.

Angie cooed, “Honey, do you like Jackie’s boobs? Doesn’t she look like me?”

“Yes, I like her boobs, but they are not as beautiful as yours,” replied Bill and again squeezed Angie’s boobs.

Tim sucked Jackie’s nipples for a several minutes. He then lowered her panties, nudged her to sit in a chair, and began to lick Jackie’s gray-hair covered pussy. Jackie moaned loudly and swung her head from side to side. 

Watching the young Tim lick the older Jackie’s pussy was stimulating to both Bill and Angie: Bill's cock twitched continuously releasing streams of cum in to Angie’s pussy; in turn, Angie’s pussy grasped Bill’s rod-like cock all along its length with a vise-like grip.

Soon, Tim spread Jackie’s thighs wide, shoved his very large cock in to her pussy, and began fucking her rapidly in long strokes. 

Angie cooed to Bill, “It always excites me to see that young Tim eagerly fuck that old Jackie. I am sure she applied lubricant in her pussy.”

Tim and Jackie got in to another loving position; she was riding his cock as he lay on his back.

Angie cooed, “This is my favorite part; I love watching Tim’s cock disappear in to Jackie’s belly and come out all slick with her juices.”

Bill sensed Angie was excited. He found Angie’s slick clit with his fore finger and began to slowly rub it. In response to Bill’s action, Angie began to moan; soon, she ignored what was happening in the video, put her right arm around Bill's neck, locked her mouth on Bill’s in a long kiss, as she had an intense orgasm, “I’m cummmming. Cummmmmmmming. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

Tim jacked his cock back and forth, and ejaculated all over Jackie’s boobs. Bill whispered to Angie, “He could have released all that cum in Jackie’s pussy without worrying about making her pregnant. But, I guess he has to show on camera that it was really his cum.”

Bill was close to his climax; to push him over the edge, he needed to fuck Angie’s love channel. Placing one hand underneath each buttock, he lifted and lowered Angie’s pussy on his cock a few times; his climax began deep in his scrotum and, with his cock buried deep in Angie’s pussy and his hands firmly grasping her mammoth boobs, it surged through his penis. Bill whimpered incoherently, “Angie love, Fuckkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkkk.”

Angie and Bill cleaned up and went to bed. Late in the night, Bill got amorous; he nudged Angie to lie on her left side, lifted her bent right leg, and gently pushed his cock in to her pussy.

As Bill was shoving his cock in to her vagina and withdrawing it again and again, Angie moaned continuously with pleasure; she thought to herself, “With Burt, I wasn’t getting enough loving. Now, with Bill, I am getting more than enough loving. I guess it’s better to get more than less; I have a lot to make up for!”

As Angie achieved an orgasm and later Bill reached his climax, their cries of pleasure were muffled; it was as if they were dreaming. However, next morning, the stained bed sheets indicated they made passionate love in the bed.

ANGIE AND BILL ON SUNDAY

Next morning, Angie found Bill in the living room, drinking coffee and reading the Sunday newspaper. Bill fixed Angie a cup of coffee. After coffee, Angie indicated she wanted to go home by Noon; she helped Bill remove the soiled bed sheets, start a load of wash, and make up the bed. Bill fixed a nice breakfast. 

As they were having breakfast, Bill said, “Angie, I like you very much. It’s a long time until next weekend. I would like to take you out to dinner before the weekend.”

Angie replied, “I like you too. Let’s get together Wednesday for a light meal, say hamburgers or chicken and salad.”

ANGIE AND BILL ON WEDNESDAY

On Wednesday, Bill took Angie for a light meal. Angie was dressed in a light blue sleeve less blouse, a denim skirt, and sneakers. She had on bright red lipstick, and costume jewelry: large dangling earrings and a necklace. She had applied her favorite perfume on her armpits, cleavage, and crotch.

During dinner, Angie listened to Bill talk about his work as guidance counselor during the Summer and how much he enjoys helping students. 

Later, Bill whispered to Angie, “Darling you look beautiful.”

Angie replied, “Watch out love, flattery will get you anything you want!”

On the way home, as Bill drove, Angie kept touching and rubbing his right cheek, arm, and thigh.

As soon as they entered Angie’s living room, Bill gently pulled Angie in to his arms and kissed her passionately on the mouth. 

Angie gently rubbed Bill’s cock lump and cooed, “Darling, it’s a nice night; get comfortable and wait for me on the patio. I have to pee.”

Angie returned without her sneakers and socks, sat in Bill’s lap, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately for a long time.

After the kiss, Bill mumbled, “Please let me play with your boobies.”

Angie, teasingly said, “I bet you want to play with other things too, like my buttocks and pussy,” she continued, “First, you should see my sexy underwear. I found them in that box. Ok?”

Bill nodded eagerly and watched as Angie got off his lap, and did a strip tease swaying to the music playing in her mind. When Angie removed her blouse and shorts, Bill gasped: she had on very tiny see through white bikini bra and panties that did not cover much of either her boobs or her crotch, respectively.

Bill whispered, “Lovely, just lovely. You are a lovely woman, Angie,” and, in the twilight of the evening, took her in his arms smothering her with kisses, and ran his hands over her boobs, buttocks, and crotch.

“Angie darling, I have this incredible craving to eat your pussy,” and nudged her to sit in a cushioned chair.

As Angie sat down and spread her tapered thighs, she cooed, “Bill, my love, I love talking sexily with you. It’s so naughty.

She continued, “You are a great pussy eater; my pussy is yours.”

With Angie's help, Bill removed the flimsy pussy-syrup-stained panties. He knelt down, and fondled and kissed, Angie's thighs and buttocks.

In the twilight Angie’s pussy, framed by the generous amount of curly pubic hair, looked like a large piece of succulent fruit. Bill stared at Angie’s pussy in admiration. 

Angie giggled and asked, "What’s so interesting? You have seen it many times.”

"I'm fascinated with its looks. It's beautiful, so succulent, and it gives me, I mean my cock, so much pleasure," said Bill.

Angie giggled and said, "It gives me lot of pleasure too. Let me spread the lips with my hands to help you; while you are eating it; pinch my nipples."

While sucking her scented, juicy, pussy, Bill reached for Angie’s boobs and began to tweak her distended nipples soon triggering her orgasm, “I’m cummmming. Cummmmmmmming. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

Bill said, "I am thirsty. Please fix a glass of water for me."

Angie suggested, "Let's take a cheesecake break. I bought couple of pieces at the supermarket for us."

Bill nodded and as Angie walked away, her undulating buttocks turned him on. Bill decided to play a game with her: he would be the predator and she would be the prey; Bill caught Angie by her waist at the refrigerator and, as she squealed in surprise, tried to shove his rigid cock in to her pussy. But, Angie moved away before he could slip it in.

As Angie was placing the two servings of cheesecake and water on the dining room table, Bill again tried to shove his cock in to Angie's pussy while groping her flimsy bra-covered boobs. Intentionally Angie stood in one place at the table, letting Bill penetrate her and push his cock deep in to her pussy.

Angie was enjoying the game Bill had begun. In mock anger, Angie asked, "Do you want to eat cheesecake or to fuck?"

Bill mumbled, "I want both."

Angie humored Bill and fed him a small piece of cheesecake while her pussy was stuffed with his stiff cock; in turn, Bill fed Angie a piece of the cake.

When Angie wiggled, Bill let her get away. Angie went to the patio, Bill followed her; when Angie bent to look at a potted plant, Bill grasped her waist firmly and again shoved his cock deep in to her pussy.

After a minute or so, Angie wiggled away. Most of the sunlight was gone and the stars were visible. Angie walked to a bed of flowers along the house followed closely by Bill; she bent to look at the petals of a flower again allowing Bill to stuff his cock in to her pussy.

When Angie straightened up, Bill kissed her neck and said, "Darling, thank you for humoring me by playing with me."

Angie replied, "It was fun to couple intermittently. Will you please let me ride you?"

Bill nodded in agreement. He picked up a surprised Angie, put her on his shoulder, and, as she squealed and giggled, carried her inside the house. He put her down at the bottom of the stair case and the two lovers walked up to Angie's bedroom hand-in-hand.

After Angie pulled aside the bed covers, Bill stretched out on his back with his cock still stiff and twitching. Angie got on the bed, and gently licked and sucked Bill’s cock tasting her own pussy syrup. She then straddled Bill’s crotch and slowly stuffed his cock in to her pussy. She leaned on Bill for a minute crushing her boobs on his chest.

Angie cooed, “This is so nice being on top of you,” and began to move her pussy up and down on Bill’s cock.

A tired Bill fell asleep soon after his climax; Angie was on top of him with his semi-rigid cock still in her pussy. Several minutes later, Bill’s shriveled cock slipped out of Angie’s pussy; their love juices dribbled on to the bed sheets. 

In the middle of the night, Bill mumbled, “Angie love, please let me stay with you tonight. I don’t want to go to an empty bed in my house.”

“Bill, I too want you in my bed. Please stay with me.”

Angie and Bill slept the rest of the night happily cuddled together.

Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.

Continued in Ch. 7.



Second Chance at Love Ch. 07



ALICE AND ERIC ON THURSDAY MORNING


Alice Monroe’s husband, Ed, left her and Eric consoled her on Wednesday evening.

When Eric woke up, Alice was not in bed; there was a note on the bed, “I left a tooth brush and a robe for you in the bathroom. I am in the basement, in the exercise room. Love, Alice.” 

Eric used the bathroom, put on the robe, and went downstairs. In the kitchen, he saw a full pot of hot coffee that Alice must have brewed. He fixed two mugs of coffee and went to the basement. 

In a large room with exercise equipment, Alice was jogging on a treadmill; she was dressed in black tight shorts and a sports bra, her hair was in a ponytail that swung up and down as she jogged. She had built up sheen due to sweat. Yet, she looked alluring to Eric. Alice looked beautiful in her ponytail. His heart fluttered with adoration and desire.

When Alice saw Eric, she greeted him cheerfully, “Good morning Eric. Did you sleep well?”

Eric mumbled, “Good morning. Yes, I slept well; how about you?”

Alice got off the treadmill and said, “After that loving I received, I slept well,” she continued, “I finished exercising using weights; I just got done with my two-mile jog. Is that coffee for me?”

As Eric approached her to hand the mug of coffee, Alice raised both hands and reached behind her head to retie her ponytail. Eric’s cock got harder when he saw Alice’s raised slender arms and the sides of her boobs.

Alice took the mug of coffee from Eric, “That’s sweet,” and kissed him on the mouth. 

Alice saw the bulge formed by Eric’s cock in his robe, “Is that for me, sweaty and dressed like this?”

Eric blushed, “Yes. I find it exciting to see you in those clothes,” he said, as his cock got stiffer.

Alice stood smiling and sipping her coffee. Eric approached her with a big grin on his face, put his coffee mug down, and hugged her passionately.

She pleaded feebly, “But I am sweaty.”

Eric who started fondling Alice’s tight ass, whispered, “I don’t care. I like how you smell,” and kissed her neck, tasting her salty skin. He and Alice kissed passionately for a long time.

Eric helped Alice remove her sports bra and watched her unfettered sweaty boobs jiggle sexily. He kissed them and fondled them as they moved around like globes of jelly in his large hands.

Giggling happily, Alice led Eric by his hand to the powder room where she cleaned Eric’s cock and balls with a warm washcloth. Eric, in turn, pulled off Alice’s shorts and cleaned her crotch. He kissed her smooth inner thighs and ample buttocks. He inhaled the mixture of Alice’s aroused pussy and remnants of her sweat. 

Eric lifted Alice on to the vanity, spread her thighs wide, and licked her slit, pussy lips, and clit. Alice moaned continuously with Eric’s ministrations. Her mature pussy oozed copious amounts of syrup that young Eric swallowed joyously. Alice grabbed handfuls of Eric’s hair as she reached her orgasm, “Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.” A short time later, Eric helped Alice off of the vanity. He wanted to make love to Alice. 

Alice looked at Eric’s face and grasped his stiff, twitching, sock in her delicate right hand, and cooed, “Darling, I have a routine gynecological examination later this morning.”

She giggled and continued, “I don’t want the gynecologist to examine my pussy when it is full of your cum. I suggest another measure.”

As Eric looked on with a puzzled expression, Alice fell on her knees, and started licking and sucking his cock. Eric watched in fascination as Alice’s ponytail bounced on her head. With her free hands, Alice gently scratched Eric’s scrotum and the base of his cock.

As Eric approached his climax, he mumbled, “Honey, I’m cumming, watch out.”

But Alice kept sucking; she let Eric cum in her mouth, “Cummmming. Fuckkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkkk.” To Eric’s surprise and pleasure, Alice held on to his twitching and pulsing cock, and maintained her suction as he ejaculated in to her mouth; she swallowed all of his cum.

After a while, Alice said, “My mom wants to see me tonight. She is concerned about me. Tomorrow, I am talking to my lawyer regarding divorce proceedings. I am sorry we cannot spend tonight together. I will miss you very much and will make it up to you.”

Eric replied, “I can work today, and go see Jim and Katy tonight.”

Alice added, “I don’t want to stay alone in this house anymore; please stay with me. Pack some of your clothes in a suit case; tomorrow, I will pick you up at your apartment on my way from my mom’s.” 

Eric had tears of joy in his eyes, and said, “Alice, do you know I adore you? You are a beautiful and classy lady; I will make sure no one will hurt you again.”

“I know you love me and care for me. I care for you too and need you.” 


ALICE AND ERIC ON FRIDAY


Alice had a nice visit with her mom; she told her about meeting Eric. The next morning, she visited her lawyer who assured her that Ed Monroe’s lawyer had agreed to generous financial terms and a speedy divorce.

When Alice picked up Eric in her black Volvo sedan on Friday evening, he noticed that she was dressed elegantly in a cream colored sleeve less silk blouse and black skirt, and black low-heel shoes; she had her hair held above her neck and had on dark sunglasses. Eric placed his small suitcase and a paper bag in the back of her car. Alice told Eric about her visit with her mom and her lawyer; he was pleased to se Alice happy. 

Alice said, “I am glad I went to see mom. She took care of my stepfather, Frank, who died of cirrhosis of the liver a few months ago; he was about 10 years older than mom. I get the feeling mom is lonely. She was not getting much loving from Frank. She needs to at least go out.”

Eric replied, "My former assistant basketball coach, Art, is now working at a nearby high school. He was widowed a year ago. He is a nice guy. I talk to him regularly."

Alice replied, "Great. Mom loves basketball, like a good Hoosier. We can have a picnic here and invite Art and mom. If they like each other, something may happen."

As soon as she parked the Volvo in the garage, Alice and Eric hugged each other in a loving embrace.

After they went inside the home, Alice said, “Put your suitcase in my bedroom. I am not staying away from you again,” and hugged him and kissed him on his mouth passionately.

Alice continued, “There are two steaks in the refrigerator; I took them out of the freezer this morning to defrost. While you grill them, I will make a salad. First, open a bottle of Cabernet and pour me a glass. 

Alice clicked her wine glass with Eric’s, and happily said, “Tonight, we celebrate the return of my dignity and self respect.” 

After making a nice tossed salad, Alice joined Eric who was grilling steaks; she drank wine and flirted with him by touching his cheeks and tousling his hair. Earlier, Eric had set up the dinner table with candles. As they ate their dinner slowly, Alice continued to flirt with Eric rubbing his shins with her toes and rubbing his thighs with her hands.

After dinner, Alice requested Eric, “Honey, please turn on the coffee maker; it’s all set up to brew a pot of coffee. Also, serve the ice cream we picked up on our way home. I will be back in a few minutes.”

“Before you go, I brought these for you,” and handed her a bouquet of red roses he brought in a bag. Alice took the flowers and kissed Eric.

“Eric, thank you; that’s a romantic gesture,” she then asked, “What else did you bring?”

Eric grinned and said, “A few candles for us this evening.”

Alice cooed, “Thank you, love.”

Alice changed in to a tight-fitting pink tank top and hip hugging pink shorts; she did not wear either a bra or panties. She tied her shoulder-length hair in a pony tail, applied a fresh coat of lipstick and make up, and a dab of perfume on Eric’s favorite regions: her neck, cleavage, and her pubic hair.

After Alice returned to the dining room, sat down in her chair, and resumed talking to Eric without drawing attention to her clothes. Eric, who was drinking coffee, began to say something when he saw Alice’s ponytail and tank top; the words never came out of his mouth.

Instead, Eric whispered, “Wow! I love your outfit and your hair in a ponytail. You look beautiful and voluptuous! Come sit in my lap, love, please.”

Alice got up, walked slowly with a big grin on her face, straddled Eric’s lap, and wiggled her ass on his large cock lump. She then threw her arms around Eric’s neck and kissed his mouth passionately for a long time. Eric first rubbed her well-defined upper arms and then her shorts-covered tight butt.

Alice cooed to Eric, "I feel liberated. I’m also horny; my pussy has been oozing ever since I picked you up."

Eric whispered, "Darling, let me see and taste you."

Happily, Alice got off Eric's lap and removed her tight shorts. 

Eric knelt on the floor, inhaled Alice's crotch, kissed her velvet-smooth inner thighs, and as she held on to his head and a chair, he licked Alice's pussy couple of times, and mumbled, "It's full of syrup, my favorite kind." 

As she held on to his head, Eric continued to suck Alice's pussy, swallowing as his mouth was filled with her discharge. Alice's orgasm exploded, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh."

After Alice recovered her composure, she said, "Let's go to my bedroom and make love all night."

Eric stood up, hugged Alice, and, as she squealed and giggled in surprise, he lifted, placed her on his shoulder, carried her to the stairs, and put her down; he and Alice walked hand-in-hand to her bedroom.

While Alice was in the bathroom, Eric undressed, lighted several scented candles in the bedroom, and turned off the other lights.

Alice returned wearing a black, see-through, sleeve-less, camases that enhanced her voluptuous charms. Eric hugged her passionately.

Alice cooed, "Thank you for the candles; it’s so romantic. Lie on your back on the bed." 

Alice straddled Eric's crotch, gently stuffed his mammoth cock in to her juicy pussy. After her pussy adjusted to the large invader, Alice took Eric's hands and placed on them on her boobs.

"Tonight, my handsome lover, I will ride your cock like no one had before."

After a short time, Eric reached his climax “Cummmming. Fuckkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkkk,” but his young cock remained stiff. 

After Eric rested a few minutes, Alice cooed, "Your cock is still stiff. It’s so exciting. You just stay still; I will turn around to face away from you. You will get a good view of my ass and buttocks. I will get a different angle and see us in the dresser mirror."

Eric agreed, "That's a lovely view of my cock in your pussy. I love your back: your ponytail, shoulders, back, and buttocks," and rubbed her buttocks. He also ran his fingers on Alice’s dark pink ass hole surrounded by curly blonde hair.

As if reading his mind, Alice cooed, “Your cock is too big for me to take it in my ass; I could not handle Ed’s smaller cock; it hurt too much; please be patient, we can try some other time.”

Alice rocked back and forth on Eric’s cock. She felt her orgasm building deep in her. As Eric gently pinched her nipples, Alice gently squeezed her enlarged clit, and orgasmed: “Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh."

After several minutes, Eric nudged Alice to get off of him and lie on her left side. He raised her right thigh and inserted his still erect cock in to her pussy. He loved Alice tenderly for a long time; massaged her thighs and boobs, kissed her beautiful neck. Eventually, after his cock leaked out copious amounts of precum and triggering mini orgasms in Alice, Eric had his climax, “Cummmming. Fuckkk. Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkkkk.”

A satiated Alice mumbled: “That was incredible loving; so tender and satisfying,” and fell asleep.


ALICE AND ERIC ON SATURDAY


In the morning, after Eric got up, he took a quick shower, dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, and went to the kitchen. Alice, her hair in a ponytail, and dressed in black shorts and a white tank top, was reading a magazine. He smelled brewing coffee.

Eric kissed Alice’s cheek lovingly, “Good morning. You look beautiful.”

Alice smiled, “Thanks, Eric,” and thought to herself, “Eric finds me beautiful even after making love to me several times last night.”

Eric said, “I think the coffee is ready,” fixed two cups, and handed one to Alice. 

Eric volunteered, “I am hungry; I can make breakfast, nothing fancy: scrambled eggs, toast, and fruit.”

Alice replied, “I will cut a cantaloupe, while you scramble eggs and toast bread.”

After Alice and Eric ate their breakfast in the kitchen, Alice went to strip her bed and wash the stained linen. Eric went to the game room and began to play pool.

When Alice found Eric playing pool, she wanted to distract him; she rubbed his butt and playfully said:

“Ummm, you have a nice tight butt. Let’s play a game; I have not played in a long time.”

“I have not either; let’s have fun,” replied Eric.

After watching Alice take couple of shots, Eric realized that she was a good pool player. More interestingly, Eric was excited watching Alice’s voluptuous curves when she bent over the pool table and stretched on it to make shots. 

With the pretext of helping Alice make a shot, Eric hugged her from behind and held her forearms. Alice felt Eric’s stiff cock on her buttocks, giggled, and let him ‘help’ her. In turn, Alice pushed and rubbed her boobs in to Eric when he was taking a shot.

Alice cooed, “Let’s play strip pool.” 

Soon, Eric had on only his tee shirt and Alice her black silk panties.

Eric, with his cock poking in to a bent over Alice’s buttocks, mumbled, “You look more gorgeous in this sun-lit room,” turned her around and kissed her passionately on the mouth.

In turn, Alice cooed, “Darling, suck my nipples,” and Eric happily sucked one nipple and then the other.

Alice gently wiggled away, removed her panties, and cooed:

“Let’s play another game of pool, with no clothes on. We can do anything to each other as long as it is a loving act; say, while you are lining up a shot, I can squeeze your cock or suck it,” and squeezed his cock to demonstrate the game.

As Eric tried to play, Alice squeezed his butt or cock, kissed him on his arms and neck, and rubbed her large boobs on his arms and juicy pussy on his thighs. 

In turn, Eric first played with Alice’s ponytail, and kissed her neck, arms, and buttocks. Later he placed his stiff cock in Alice’s voluptuous ass crevice for a while and knelt down to spread her buttocks and lick her juicy pussy, as well as kiss her pink ass hole.

Alice cooed, “Honey, it’s your turn; you are playing the light-colored balls,” and as Eric bent over the pool table, she fondled his cock and balls; need less to say, Eric missed the shot.

Alice tried her best to line up her shot as Eric stood behind her, aimed his erect cock at her pussy, and snaked it in as deep as it could go.

Alice cooed, “Darling, I have to try another shot from the other side of the table.”

Eric whispered, “Ok, I will walk with you,” and tried to do so with his cock buried in Alice’s pussy; after couple of steps, it popped out when Alice stood up; they both giggled at the awkwardness in staying coupled.

Eric realizing the game was over, said, “Darling, you win. Please turn around; I have to eat your pussy.”

Happily, Alice obliged; Eric lifted her up on the pool table, and, as she leaned back on her hands, raised her voluptuous thighs to lick and suck her juicy pussy. Alice watched in fascination as Eric ate her pussy. She felt stirring deep in her crotch, threw her head back and orgasmed, “Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.”

After a few minutes, Alice cooed, “That’s the first time my pussy was licked on a pool table.”

She smiled and added, “Let me up. You are strong; carry me around on your cock. I will hold on to your neck with my arms and your waist with my legs.” 

Eric, very pleased with Alice’s suggestion, said, “I get it; I will hold you up with my hands on your buttocks and your boobs will be pressed against my chest.”

Eric lifted Alice up carefully and inserted his stiff penis in her well-lubricated pussy. With Alice impaled on his thick pole, Eric stood still for several minutes savoring Alice’s beauty and her voluptuous body. He kissed her neck and mouth passionately. 

He whispered hoarsely, “This is great; my cock is deep in your snug pussy; it’s leaking precum.”

He carried her around slowly, stopping a minute or two to set her down, fondle her boobs, kiss her armpits and neck, and fuck her: they fucked on the back of a couch, on a table, and finally on the pool table. 

With Alice leaning back on her hands, Eric fucked in long, slow, strokes, and watched Alice’s boobs jiggle. 

Alice threw her head back and moaned with pleasure. She whispered urgently:

“I am close. Close. Squeeze my cliiiiiiit.”

Eric, with his stiff cock still in Alice’s pussy, squeezed her clit as she enjoyed a mini orgasm, “Squeeeeze. Squeeeeeeeze. There. Theeeeeeere.”

Eric felt Alice’s pussy pulsating around his cock; he shoved his cock deep in to Alice’s pussy and released spurt after spurt of cum, “Fuckkkkk. Cummmming. Fuckkkkkkkk. Ohhhhhhhhhh.”

Alice and Eric took a quick shower to wash away the perspiration and leaked cum off of their bodies, and dressed in comfortable clothes. Alice made coffee and put out cookies to snack on the patio.

Eric softly said, “The last few days have been the happiest of my life. I have been offered a better scholarship to continue graduate studies at the State University; I want to become a teacher and a coach. But, I don’t want to lose you.”

Alice smiled, touched Eric’s cheek, and said, “You won’t lose me, Eric. I am very glad you like me and love me. I am thinking of taking courses at the State University.”

Eric asked anxiously, "Would you let me see you, periodically?"

"Yes. You can see me everyday; we can live together near the University." 


ALICE AND ERIC END OF AUTUMN


As they planned, Alice and Eric lived together except when Alice had to attend meetings of her favorite civic organizations in Indianapolis. Eric remained devoted to Alice; he made it clear to her that he adored and loved her. He made love to her several times a week. 

At the end of the semester, Eric remained alone a whole week to study for his examinations. On Friday evening, Alice waited for Eric with anticipation. Earlier in the week, she told him on the phone: 

“My attorney called Wednesday. My divorce from Ed is complete,” said Alice happily.

She continued, “I heard Ed is dating a widow who is raising two children and is happy. I am glad he is happy; I am very happy too.”

“We should go out tonight and celebrate end of the semester and your freedom,” suggested Eric.

“It’s a great idea; I will make reservations at a restaurant where they serve very good file mignon,” said Alice. Eric nodded in agreement.

Alice put on a purple lacy push-up bra, thigh highs, crotch-less panties, and garters; she was a sight to behold. She dressed in a long purple long-sleeve dress that showed her cleavage to advantage, and short black heels. The dress also had slits that showed her legs. She had on her favorite dangling gold earrings and the gold necklace with diamond-encrusted pendant. Her hair was held high on her head.

When Eric saw her, he said, “That’s a very nice dress. You look very good in it. I love your jewelry too.”

He grabbed Alice around her waist and kissed her neck; Alice squealed happily but slipped out of Eric’s grasp.

At the restaurant, Alice and Eric were seated in a dimly lit corner. After Alice selected, Eric ordered a California Cabernet wine for dinner. After she had few sips of wine, Alice began to flirt openly with Eric: she rubbed her boobs on his arms, ran her hands on his crotch, and kissed him several times on his mouth.




Second Chance at Love Ch. 07



Alice smiled and whispered, “You know Ed was my first guy.”

Eric thought for a second and said, “You mean I am only the second man to make love to you! Wow. I am indeed a lucky guy.” Eric thought to himself, “Alice may be older than me, but she has not loved many guys.”

Alice continued flirting with Eric throughout dinner and on the drive home. As soon as they were inside the home, Eric hugged Alice and kissed her passionately on her mouth. 

Alice pulled away and cooed, “I am wearing silk purple underwear I bought yesterday. Let’s go to our bedroom.”

After removing her dress, shoes, and freshening up, Alice joined Eric in the bedroom. She tied her hair in a ponytail. Alice and Eric approached each other and met between the dresser and the foot of her bed. They kissed passionately sucking and playing with their tongues. Alice reached for Eric’s cock and grasped it. Eric reached for her boobs and began to squeeze them and then suck them through the lacy push-up bra. He also grabbed an ass cheek with his hand. There was so much of Alice Eric wanted to touch and grab.

Alice looked so good that Eric had to eat her without any further delay and she was standing in the perfect place. 

With his hands squeezing her tits and ass, Eric whispered to her, “Alice, I want to eat you right here. Please, please, my mouth is watering for your cunt.”

Eric pleaded, “Please leave your panties on. You look beautiful with them on. They are crotch less and won't come in my way; place your right foot on the bed and hold on to the dresser. I am going to eat your pussy right here.” Eric showed Alice what to do, feeling her tapered thighs as he helped her take pussy-eating position.

Eric dropped to his knees and found Alice’s gaping slit at his face level. Looking up, his view of Alice was erotically intoxicating. Beyond her pussy was her slightly protruding lower belly. Further up were her two magnificent firm jiggling boobs.

Eric brought his face back to her crotch-less panties covered pussy. It was glistening with juices accumulated during their long evening of petting and kissing. It smelled of a mixture of perfume that Alice put on her mound and her natural odors. Eric nuzzled her pubic hair with his nose and deeply inhaled Alice’s aromas. He put his hands around her and grasped her ass cheeks, and proceeded to lick and suck Alice’s pussy gently. Alice grasped his hair with one hand and steered Eric’s mouth to the places she wanted sucked, and held on to the dresser with the other.

Eric looked up to find that Alice had thrown her head backwards and her boobs were heaving due to heavy breathing. She was close to cumming.

Soon, she was moaning with pleasure. Eric continued to suck her pussy juices and her clit. His face, especially the nose, was smeared with Alice’s juices. Alice let out a deep sigh and said, “I am cumming. Oh I’m cummmmmming. Fuck, that’s great. Keep sucking my clit. Oh Eric. Eriiiiiiiiic.” 

Eric felt her pussy spasms on his mouth. It was a turn on to know that Alice was cumming on his mouth. She must have come at least six times. He was so turned on his cock was oozing stringy cum on to the floor. After her pussy spasms subsided, Alice stood with both feet on the floor, pulled Eric up and kissed his mouth tasting her own juices. She wiped his face with a tissue and smiled at him.

Alice kissed his lips and murmured, “Eric, you have not come yet. You must be tired after a long day. Let’s do it missionary style; you can deposit your sperm deep in me.”

Eric added, “Missionary style will also let me see your crotch less panties.” 

Alice nodded and grinned. With Alice on her back, Eric raised both her legs close together and then spread her thighs. He admired Alice’s beautiful crotch with the crotch-less panties framing her pubes and pussy; he bent down and kissed them. Eric then lifted her legs on his shoulders, slowly snaked his cock in to her cunt, and started fucking in slow, long strokes. Soon Eric came deep in Alice’s pussy, “Oh love. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk.” He pushed Alice’s legs aside and rested on her pillowy boobs. 

Eric kissed Alice’s face and whispered, “That was a terrific climax, lover.” Alice smiled and formed a thank you with her lips. 

Then she cooed, “Don’t take your cock out; let’s stay coupled for a few minutes.”

Alice and Eric fell asleep. After couple of hours, Eric woke up, but he was not awake completely. Alice had cuddled with her back to Eric. They were lying on their left sides. Eric had a hard on; he started playing with Alice's boobs: massaging and pinching them. Alice moaned with pleasure in her sleep. Eric then stimulated her pussy; it was still juicy. Alice continued to moan with pleasure. Eric’s precum was oozing out of his cock; he smeared it on his cock head. 

Eric lifted Alice's right leg a little. Positioned his slippery cock head at Alice's pussy mouth and slowly snaked it in inch by inch. His cock entered her well-lubricated cunt easily. Alice moaned with pleasure with invasion of her pussy. Eric waited for a minute for Alice's cunt walls to expand and grasp his cock. 

He fucked for a few minutes while either massaging Alice's boobs or fingering her clit, and stopped to savor the pleasure of having his crotch cushioned by Alice’s buttocks and his cock buried deep in her pussy. They must have stayed coupled for about 20 min. Alice moaned continuously and had at least one orgasm; it was difficult to tell because her cunt was spasming all the time. Eric’s cock was wet with her pussy juices and his precum. Finally, she started to have another orgasm, “Goddddd. Ohhhhhhh.” 

Alice's orgasm triggered Eric’s climax; he shoved his cock deep in Alice's cunt: “Fuckkkkk. Fukkkk. Fuckkkkk.” After a while, his cock shrank and came out of Alice's pussy with a plop. 

Alice mumbled, “Your large load is leaking out. I'm too sleepy to get up. Give me a few tissues to absorb some of it.” Eric handed several tissues to Alice and fell asleep. 


ALICE AND ERIC LOOK FORWARD TO HOLIDAYS 


Next morning, while Alice was still sleeping, Eric got out of bed and made a pot of coffee. After an hour, when Alice did not come to the kitchen, Eric found her awake still in bed.

Alice smiled at Eric and mumbled, “I am a little tired; my stomach is a little queasy, probably too much wine last night. Make me couple of pieces of toast; I will be down in a few minutes.”

After breakfast, Eric helped Alice with the dishes and laundry; afterwards, Alice dropped off Eric at the gym to play basketball with his friends and went to visit her mom. 

After couple of hours, Alice and Eric went to a mall to begin shopping for the holidays. Alice was still tired and Eric suggested they take lunch break.

Eric asked, “How is your mom.”

“Mom is fine; she said I have gained weight. What do you think?”

Eric touched Alice’s hand and said, “I do not see any difference; you look lovely to me.”

With a huge smile on her face, Alice cooed, “Mom thinks I may be pregnant.”

It took a minute for Eric to realize what Alice said. Finally, in a choked voice, he said:

“Wow! I am honored. It’s wonderful news. I love kids.” 

Alice giggled, “I am hoping for just one kid at a time, not twins or -----,” and shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s best to get yourself checked. I will be glad to go with you to the clinic.”

Alice was indeed pregnant; the baby was due in June. She looked more voluptuous as her pregnancy progressed. Her boobs got bigger. Her face glowed all the time. She also became hornier. 

Eric was devoted to Alice during her pregnancy. He found her more alluring and fucked her every chance he got. But, Alice was not sure what Eric thought of her pregnant figure. 

“Do you think I am still sexy?” she asked one afternoon while they were playing pool. 

Eric had lit the gas fireplace, and the game room was warm and comfortable. Alice was dressed in a black long-sleeve robe, thigh highs, and loafers. She tied her blonde hair in a ponytail.

“Honey, since your pregnancy, you look more beautiful and voluptuous to me. Your boobs must have grown at least a cup size since your pregnancy. I think you will look beautiful throughout your pregnancy and after birth of our child,” replied Eric.

Eric whispered, “I will have lots of fun playing with your boobs, ass, and the rest of your body, and eating your pussy.”

“I'm glad you like my pregnant body,” cooed Alice.

Alice giggled and continued, “You better love me. You knocked me up. You did what my husband could not do.” 

Eric pulled Alice towards him, put his hands under her robe, and groped her large bra-covered boobs and pinched her nipples. Alice squealed happily and pretended to continue playing pool, but Eric pursued her. He lifted Alice’s robe and squeezed her voluptuous panties-clad buttocks.

Eric turned Alice and nudged her to lean against the pool table and fell to his knees. Alice lifted her robe encouraging Eric to explore her thighs and pussy. Eric lowered her slightly stained panties. He first rubbed her smooth thigh-high-clad inner thighs, then her tummy. He kissed her swollen and smooth tummy several times, and whispered, 

“I love your tummy; it’s so sexy.”

Alice bent and lifted her left leg exposing her pussy; Eric gladly licked and sucked Alice’s pussy for a long time. He thought Alice, after becoming pregnant, was oozing more syrup. Alice held on to Eric’s head, and cooed as she had her orgasm:

“Suuuuck. Liiick. Cliiit. Ohhhh. Ohhhh.”

Eric pulled an upholstered chair in front of the fireplace, and after removing his pants and underwear sat in it. Alice removed her robe exposing her bra-covered boobs. She placed a cushion on the floor in front of Eric and knelt down.

Alice took hold of Eric’s cock and, while looking up sexily in to Eric’s eyes, she licked its head; Eric played with her ponytail and touched her hollowed cheeks. She cooed lovingly:

“This tool worked well. It spewed out spermies. It knocked me up. It still wants to go in to my pussy. I love it; I love you too, lover.”

Alice got up and still looking in to Eric’s eyes, sat in his lap, grasped and inserted his stiff cock in her juicy pussy, and hugged him lovingly. 

Eric held Alice’s face and whispered, “Your face is glowing. You look more beautiful.”

Alice reached back, unfastened her bra, and offered first her right boob for Eric to suck and then her left boob; she cooed:

“These boobs will produce milk for our baby. Right now, you are my baby. Suck them, love.”

Eric was enjoying Alice’s love games. His cock was leaking precum profusely. He was close to his release and Alice sensed it. Still looking in to Eric’s eyes, planting her feet firmly on the carpeted floor and grasping his shoulders for support, Alice lifted her juicy and snug pussy, and lowered it slowly eliciting a happy inadvertent moan from him. With Eric’s cock deep in her pussy, Alice tightened her pussy walls to further stimulate it.

Alice cooed, “Squeeze my butt when you are at the peak. I love seeing you climax.”

Eric mumbled incoherently as Alice fucked him slowly; then he squeezed her butt; soon his cock exploded spewing out jets of sperm in her pussy.

A few minutes later, Alice grinned and cooed: “Your cock is still hard, but I need another shower.”

In the shower, Eric lovingly washed Alice’s sexy and pregnant body: her swollen belly, voluptuous boobs and buttocks, and her pussy. He marveled at her new look. Tenderly, he kissed her swollen belly many times.

In turn, Alice washed Eric’s balls and stiff cock. She knew Eric was ready to fuck her.

She cooed, “Honey, let’s make love in our bed; it’s more comfortable there.”

Eric made love to Alice that day and everyday: in their bed, in the game room, in the kitchen, and in the back yard until a week before their daughter, Deborah, was born. Eric remained very devoted to Alice and to Deborah.



Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.


Continued in Ch. 8.



Second Chance at Love Ch. 08



Before they went to the university together, Alice and Eric invited a few of their friends and family members to a picnic at their home. At that picnic, Art, a friend of Eric, and Dorothy (Dot), Alice’s mom, were introduced to each other. Art found Dot to be a beautiful elegant woman, about 5’ 3’’, 130 lb., who appeared to be younger than her 63 years age. She was well-informed about Indiana’s older high school basketball stars. In turn, Dot found Art to be polite and handsome, about 6’, 180 lb., mostly gray with fringes of brown hair; she also loved his stories about basketball players.

Dot accepted Art’s invitation to have dinner with him and go to a charity basket ball game. She dressed in navy blue slacks and a pink silk sleeve less blouse. Art noted Dot had long slender arms, a large bosom, and a generous ass. During dinner, Dot and Art first exchanged small talk; she asked Art about some of the players he coached. Later she found out Art’s wife was killed in an accident; her car was hit head on by a drunk driver. In turn, she told Art about Frank’s liver cirrhosis. 

DOT AND ART ON WEDNESDAY EVENING

She had a great time with Art and readily accepted a Wednesday evening date to go to a movie. Art gave Dot a bouquet of flowers at the door. Art noted that Dot dressed in a sleeve less lightweight summer dress; she had a full head of short light brown curly hair. They went to a romantic movie, during which Art held Dot’s hand and kissed her neck several times. After the movie, Dot invited Art for a drink at her home. Art opted for a glass of wine and Dot decided to have one too. While they were seated on the couch in the living room and having a second glass of wine, Art gently stroked Dot’s hand and kissed it several times. 

Dot thought to herself, “Art does not see all the brown spots on my hand. He likes me as I am!”

Dot whispered, “It has been a long time since I have been loved by a man; please hold me.”

In response, Art hugged Dot and stroked her hair, face, neck, and back for a long time. After several minutes, Dot kissed Art on his lips several times with her lips closed; she then kissed him with her lips parted and pushed her tongue in to Art’s mouth. Art nudged Dot to sit in his lap and kissed Dot passionately on her mouth. Dot felt Art’s cock lump on her ass. She was pleased Art was aroused being with her and kissing her. 

Art whispered, “Dot, I love your large blue eyes and full lips. I am so happy to be with you.”

After more kissing and petting, Dot cooed, “I have to take a break. I will be back soon. Do you want anything?”

“I am fine, thank you.”

Dot went to the bathroom to calm down; she was really excited like a teenager that Art likes her. She resolved to make love with Art; she applied a fresh coat of lipstick, and dabs of perfume on her neck, cleavage, and her crotch. 

When Dot returned to the living room, she saw Art was standing in front of the large window admiring the lights of the city and the full moon. Art pulled Dot in to his arms, looked in to her eyes, and whispered:

“You are a beautiful lady. I enjoy being with you. I have not gone out in a long time, especially with a beautiful woman like you. I don’t want to do anything to offend you.”

“I like you too. I am thrilled you find me attractive.”

Dot turned around and pushed her ass in to Art’s cock lump, and boldly took his hands and put them on her still covered boobs. When Art felt Dot’s boobs, his cock became stiff and he pushed it in to Dot’s ass. After several minutes of squeezing Dot’s boobs while kissing her long neck, Art slowly unbuttoned her summer dress and helped her step out of it.

Dot had on a lacy white silk bra that barely covered her milky-white boobs. Art resumed fondling Dot’s boobs: he pinched her nipples through the lacy fabric eliciting moans of pleasure from Dot who raised her arms to give Art access to her boobs. 

Art also kissed Dot’s underarms and pits. Dot thought to herself, “I am glad I shaved my armpits. I should ask Art, if he likes them hairy.”

After he fondled and groped her boobs for several minutes Art knelt in front of Dot, and rubbed her smooth shaved legs, smooth inner thighs, and, while grasping her plump buttocks, buried his face in her white silk slip- and panty- covered crotch for a long time.

Art whispered, “You have beautiful legs and thighs, and you smell so good.”

Art stood up, hugged Dot, and unfastened her bra releasing her large (36D) pendulous boobs. Dot had pink nipples and areolas that highlighted her milky white boobs. 

Art mumbled, “Your boobs are lovely. You are lovely.”

When Art kissed and sucked Dot’s nipples, they grew to an inch in size and became stiff. Dot watched for a long time Art’s fascination with her boobs; she then threw her head back and moaned with pleasure. She smiled thinking to herself, “I was worried whether Art would like my sagging boobs. He loves them.”

“I would really like to eat your pussy, please?”

Dot shyly nodded her head and cooed, “I will take off my slip and panties. You take off your clothes too.”

By the time Dot removed her slip and panties, Art had removed his pants and shirt. While still in his boxer shorts, Art hugged a naked Dot and kissed her lips, neck, boobs, and arms passionately.

Again he whispered, “You are lovely. I love your body.”

Dot smiled and cooed, “Thank you.”

Art led Dot to a cushioned chair and nudged her to sit on it. A blushing Dot allowed Art to lift her legs and kiss her smooth inner thighs. After spreading her thighs, Art gently lifted Dot’s legs on to his shoulders and began to lick and suck her pussy; he also gently pinched her nipples. Soon Dot was immersed in a sea of pleasure. She moaned continuously as Art focused his gentle licking and sucking on Dot’s large clit. “I’m cummmming. Cummmmmmmming. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

After a few minutes, Dot cooed, “That was incredible. It was the best loving my crotch got.”

Art whispered, “It’s ok to say to me that I ate your pussy. I care for you.”

Dot cooed shyly, “Thank you for eating my pussy. Frank ate my pussy for couple of years after we got married. Can I see yours now?”

Art smiled, removed his shorts, laid down on his back on the plush carpet, and whispered, “Yes, Dot, you may see my cock.”

Dot slowly reached out with her delicate right hand and touched Art’s twitching stiff cock, then grasped it amazed at its soft exterior and stiff rod-like firmness; she marveled at the fluid movement of the hairy sack containing Art’s testicles.

While holding Art’s cock firmly, Dot whispered, “I have to apply a jelly; I will be back soon.”

In a short while a smiling Dot returned with a large towel and a box of tissues, and looked at Art questioningly.

Art placed the towel underneath his ass, couple of pillows under his head, and whispered, “Please ride me. You can control the pace and penetration.”

Dot whispered anxiously, “Please be patient; your cock is big; my pussy has not had one that big.”

Art whispered, “Ok, wet my cockhead with saliva; it will go in easily.”

Art was pleased when Dot lovingly licked his cockhead and swallowed his leaking precum. Dot then straddled Art’s midriff, positioned his cock at her pussy, and slowly lowered herself on it an inch at a time. When Art’s cock was fully engorged in her pussy, Dot sighed and a huge smile appeared on her face; she wiggled her ass as she let her vaginal channel adjust to Art’s fat cock.

Art watched in admiration as Dot impaled herself on his cock, while he was holding on to her pendulous boobs; it was a very erotic act that lasted at least a minute. Later he became aware of Dot’s snug warm and juicy pussy gripping his cock.

Art whispered, “A tight pussy; I love the way it’s grasping my cock.”

Dot cooed, “It has not been used much; Frank drank too much; he was practically impotent for the past five years.”

After several minutes, Dot clutched Art’s cock with her already snug pussy walls for several seconds and released the pressure. She felt Art’s cock twitch and expand inside her vagina.

Art moaned and mumbled, “So tight: your pussy. I’m leaking; it’s heavenly. I am close to cumming.”

Dot cooed, “Cum for me, my love; show me that I am a desirable woman.”

Dot loved the feeling of a pulsing cock in her pussy, and repeated the cycle of clutching Art’s cock and releasing it; she also rocked back and forth pushing Art’s cock in and out of her very snug vagina.

Art murmured, “You are a very beautiful and fuckable woman.”

When Dot reached behind and massaged his balls, Art, who had not dated a woman in a long time, went over the edge. He grasped Dot’s boobs as his body convulsed uncontrollably and his cock spewed out a copious amount of his cum in several jets, “Ohhhhh. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk.”

Dot watched Art’s face and body gyrations with awe, as she kept her grasp on his cock with her pussy channel. After Art had come down from his peak, Dot was surprised his cock had not shriveled right away.

Dot cooed, “You sure unloaded a large amount of cum, but your cock is still stiff.”

Art smiled and replied, “That’s because I am still turned on by you. Don’t get up yet. Your pussy feels wonderful around my cock.”

Dot touched Art’s face, “I am flattered; thank you.”

She then asked, “You are still a young guy; I’m surprised you didn’t hook up with a young woman.”

“Well, I am almost 50 years old. I met couple of young women who were either immature or carrying lot of baggage. I am careful who I date; once I am in a relationship, I tend to be loyal and focus on that woman as long as I can. How about you? You are a beautiful woman,” said Art.

“At my age, it’s hard to find many eligible men. I do not want to take care of another man, like Fred, with health problems,” said Dot.

Art pulled Dot to him and kissed her lovingly, touched her face, and said:

“You are a very beautiful and desirable woman. Would you go out with me this weekend? I can get tickets for a concert on Friday night and we can do other things on Saturday.”

“Art, I would love to spend the weekend with you. Let’s go out for dinner on Saturday and watch a movie here,” said Dot.

Art’s cock softened. Dot got up and went to the bathroom. After a few minutes, she came back dressed in a robe with a warm washcloth and lovingly cleaned Art’s cock while he playfully fondled her boobs and ass. Art was feeling a slight stirring in his groin, but decided he could wait.

On Thursday night, Art called Dot: “I have tickets for the concert on Friday evening. I will pick you up at about 5:30 p.m.; the concert is at 6 p.m. Again, I had a wonderful time with you on Wednesday. Did you have a good day today?”

Dot cooed, “I’m glad you got the concert tickets. I had a great time too on Wednesday. I have a question for you, Art.”

“What’s it, love?”

“A friend, Cindy, said some young guys like older women. She is going out with a guy 20 years younger than her. He would not take no for an answer until she agreed to go out with him. Do you like me because I am older than you?”

Art replied earnestly, “I know I didn’t ask you out mainly because you are older than me. I do find you beautiful and warm.”

Then he whispered, “Of course, you are voluptuous with big, beautiful boobs, and ---.”

Dot giggled and completed Art’s sentence, “Beautiful underarms and armpits.”

Art laughed and said slyly, “I was going to say a nice ass and pussy.”

Dot laughing said, “Now you have added my ass and pussy to your fetish areas. By the way, Cindy offered to lend couple of videos of young guys making out with older women she and her boyfriend collected. Are you interested in watching them with me Friday night?”

“Sure, let’s watch one; you select it,” said Art

Dot whispered, “Fred liked to watch videos of young men and women making love. I’m glad you will watch an older woman video with me. I’m also glad you like me. Stay with me Friday and Saturday nights; bring some clothes and a pair of walking shoes. See you Friday, love.”

Art replied happily, “Thanks for the invite.”

Dot did not tell Art that she bought sexy lingerie for the weekend.

DOT AND ART ON A WEEKEND

On Friday evening, Art came to Dot’s home with a bouquet of flowers. Dot thanked Art for the flowers and put them in a vase.

It was a cool evening. Dot wore a long-sleeve low-neck red silk blouse, a long black skirt, black thigh highs, and black silk panties and lacy silk bra, and black low-heel shoes. She put on stud diamond earrings and a gold necklace. She carried a silk shawl to cover her shoulders and neck in case the theater was cool.

In his sedan, Art said to Dot, “You look gorgeous. I love your jewelry and clothing.”

Dot cooed, “Thanks darling. I dressed up for you.”

Dot and Art enjoyed the concert by a local group. Afterwards, Art asked: 

“Do you want to have a drink before we go home?”

“Let’s go home; I have a bottle of wine in the refrigerator,” cooed Dot.

During the ride home, Art held Dot’s left hand and, periodically, kissed it. Dot was excited like a teenager on a date. Her nipples were erect. Her pussy was tingling.

After offering Art a glass of Chardonnay and another of water, Dot showed him the videocassette Cindy, her friend, loaned her. Art found its title interesting, suggestive of the content: “Granny and Bobby.” The video cover showed smiling older women, at least 55 years old, scantily dressed in sexy underwear with much younger naked guys in suggestive poses.

Dot then whispered, “Cindy confided to me that her boyfriend, Mike, likes her to appear older than she is using make up.”

“Does Cindy like playing those roles?”

“I guess so. Cindy said Mike is insatiable in the bedroom when she makes up to look older.”

Dot giggled and continued, “Cindy said, one night Mike fucked her six times. He did not leave her alone, literally chased her around the house, and fucked her in every room, in every conceivable position. She also said that she was exhausted and sore the next day.”

Dot asked shyly, “Would you like to see me older in make up just for the fun of it?”

Art replied, “I like you as you are. I can’t keep my hands off of you now. But, I’m game if you want to play.”

Art continued, “I am eager to see the granny video. May be we should also try role-playing. I'm sure it will be more exciting to love you in different costumes.”

Dot cooed in a sexy voice, “You mean fuck me in different costumes and different places.”

Art said teasingly, “Dot, I think you are turned on thinking about a mature woman fucking a younger man.”

Dot blushed and said, “Just looking at you and being with you makes me horny. I am thrilled you like my mature well-developed body. I will change in to comfortable clothes and be back in a few minutes.”

Dot returned in a pink robe and whispered:

“I'm ready for you. I have the VCR set up to see what 'Granny and Bobby' do to each other. First, I have to see your naked bod, feel it, and smell it.”

Dot helped Art undress. She kissed his nipples. Knelt down, played with Art’s balls and cock with her delicate hands, and ran her tongue along the length of his cock; she seemed to worship Art’s cock. Art wanted to lift up Dot and crush her in his arms, carry her to the bedroom and fuck her. But, he decided to go along with Dot's plans.

Dot got up, did a strip tease as she removed her robe. She was in a black Camis. A black demi bra supported her large mostly exposed milky-white boobs. Her pussy was also partially covered by black crotch-less panties. Her well-shaped legs were encased in shiny black thigh highs.

Art stood admiring Dot's voluptuous beauty. After couple of minutes, he could not contain himself. He rushed to Dot and enveloped her in his arms, ran his hands all over Dot's body giving her erotic thrills: he kissed her beautiful eyes, nose and neck; fondled her bra-covered milky white boobs and kissed them, massaged her thigh high-covered calves and inner thighs; gently ran his fingers through her silky dense pubic hair and kissed them, and inhaled her intoxicating odors mixed with perfume.

Art began to whimper, “I have to eat your pussy. I can't wait any longer.”

Dot was very excited that Art wanted to eat her pussy badly. He was steering her towards the couch, but she had planned to first watch 'Granny and Bobby.' 

Dot made a weak plea, “Cindy said 'Granny and Bobby,' was hot.”

Art realized watching 'Granny and Bobby' was important to Dot. He thought of a compromise.

“Ok, let me taste your pussy for couple of minutes. Then, we will watch 'Granny and Bobby.'“

Dot sat in the couch. Art placed his arms around Dot, kissed Dot from her head to feet, while running his hands all over his favorite places: neck, face, boobs, underarms, armpits, belly, pubes, pussy, thighs, legs, and feet. Art ran his fingers through Dot’s pubes; they were silky and nicely trimmed. Art licked Dot's love channel and slurped her nectars that had begun to ooze. Dot enjoyed Art's licking. She was excited and close to cumming. But, as promised, Art stopped eating Dot’s pussy. Dot got up from the couch and kissed Art on his mouth tasting her love channel nectars.

Dot then said, “You sit in this couch, I will sit in your lap and we can watch the video together.”

Dot turned on the VCR, skipped the annoying ads and warnings at the beginning of the tape, and started playing 'Granny and Bobby.' In the first segment, an attractive actress, about 60, played Granny Jane; she was blonde, had a pretty face, and was dressed in a business suit. She was having a drink with Bobby in a bar. Bobby was about 25, had brown hair, and dressed casually. Jane and Bobby were first flirting, then kissing passionately. Bobby was groping Jane’s boobs. Soon, they left the bar together; she drove to her home with him. 

On Jane’s living room sofa, Bobby was kissing and groping a willing Granny Jane, who in turn was busy rubbing Bobby's visible cock lump. At Bobby's urging, Jane willingly removed her jacket, blouse, and skirt; she's had sexy underwear. Jane had big boobs that sagged slightly. Her pubes were brown with some gray in them.

Dot was very excited seeing the older woman making out with the young guy and squirmed on Art's lap. With Art's help, Dot aimed his cock at her pussy entrance, and slowly impaled herself on it. Art cupped Dot's large boobs and continued watching the video. 

Art thought to himself, “Dot’s pussy is so tight; I love it; she is a fuckable lady.”

Granny Jane helped Bobby get naked, admired his cock ("I love your fat cock."), pumped it several times, and began sucking it voraciously. As Jane was sucking Bobby's cock, Dot turned her head kissed Art's mouth for a few seconds letting him know that she was getting more and more turned on. 

Dot resumed watching the video. Involuntarily, she began to fuck Art's cock; Art used his right palm on Dot’s plump buttock to help her lift and lower herself on his cock; his left hand cupped Dot’s left boob.

In the video, Granny Jane sat in Bobby’s lap facing him and started fucking him. Dot’s eyes were focused on Granny Jane’s pussy as Bobby’s huge cock went in and out.

Dot whispered, “I am getting turned on watching Bobby’s cock going in and out of Granny’s hairy pussy. I wonder what a young guy sees in a much older woman.”

Art said, “He is probably excited that an older, voluptuous, woman is fucking him without any inhibitions.”

Granny Jane went on her hands and knees; Bobby fucked her from behind. Bobby would take his cock, glistening with Granny Jane's pussy juices, out completely and push it back in Jane’s pussy slowly. Later, Bobby pistoned Jane's pussy at a blurring speed. Jane kept moaning loudly as Bobby kept fucking her.

Art realized Dot was very excited, so he started to kiss her neck and gently pinch her sensitive nipples, as well as deliberately twitched his cock to stimulate Dot’s snug pussy walls. Dot’s breathing became rhythmic and louder: she became still, turned towards Art, threw her right hand around Art's neck, and whispered urgently, “Art, squeeze my clit, now.”




Second Chance at Love Ch. 08



Art squeezed Dot’s clit a few times with one hand and tweaked her left nipple with the other. The actions trigged Dot’s long orgasm, “Ohhhhh. Artttttt. I’m cummmmmming. Cummmmmmmming.”

Dot collapsed backwards and rested against Art’s chest as she watched Bobby fist his cock releasing jets of his cum on Granny Jane’s buttocks.

Dot cooed, “I had another intense and satisfying orgasm. I confess watching Granny Jane getting fucked by the young Bobby turned me on.”

Art whispered, “I am glad to see you get off; it gives me a additional thrill.”

Art continued, “Instead of ejaculating on Granny Jane’s butt, Bobby could have ejaculated inside Granny Jane’s pussy. I think a view of a cream pie is more exciting.”

Dot asked, “What’s a cream pie?”

“It’s a pussy full of cum that’s oozing out cream-like cum.”

Dot realized Art had not cum and his stiff cock was deep in her love channel; she asked, “Art, are you close to cumming. I need to pee and get a drink of water.”

Art said, “My cock has been releasing precum every time it twitched. I will have a big release later. Stop the video while we take a break.”

Dot stopped playing the video and went to the bathroom. Art fetched two glasses of water and a can of beer from the kitchen. While sipping beer, he resumed watching the video. The next segment of the video also involved Bobby, but a different older woman, at least 60 years old. Her name was Betty. She was a housewife. 

Betty was dressed in a loose fitting low-cut diaphanous red nightgown that showed her generous boobs and cleavage. She had a pretty face with big blue eyes; her hair was nicely done with large curls, but it was totally gray. She indeed appeared to be grandmotherly. 

Dot returned from the bathroom, knelt in front of Art, and licked his stiff cock couple of times, tasting her own love channel nectars and Art's precum. 

Then, she got up and sat in Art's lap, saying, “Excuse me, Art.”

Art put his hands on Dot's waist and whispered, “I want my cock in your pussy, while I am watching this video. I like this video. I also like the way you make your pussy squeeze my cock.”

Dot obliged Art and sat on his cock. She cooed, “I like sitting in your lap with my pussy stuffed with your cock and watching the video. It's like a series of continuous mini fucks. You also can caress my boobs and armpits.”

Art growled happily, grabbed Dot's boobs, and also caressed her underarms and armpits.

'Housewife' Betty was dusting her living room. There was a knock on the font door. Betty opened it. It was Bobby. When Betty saw Bobby, she broke in to a huge smile, greeted him, and invited him in. Bobby embraced Betty suggestively, groping her buttocks and rubbing her back. He told her how much he missed her while at college. Betty replied that she also missed him very much. She confided to Bobby that she has been very frustrated and lonely because her husband was no longer interested in her (“All he wants to do is play card games and golf with his buddies!”). She then planted a juicy kiss on Bobby’s mouth and gently grabbed his crotch. 

Betty was old enough to be Bobby's grandma, but she was his lover! Betty and Bobby were locked in a passionate mouth-to-mouth kiss for a long time. Afterwards, Bobby planted numerous kisses on her wrinkled neck and cleavage, while massaging Betty's lacy bra-covered boobs. Betty was enjoying Bobby’s kisses. Her eyes were closed and she had a huge smile on her wrinkled face.

Art said to Dot, “The actor playing Bobby seems to really like the actress playing Betty. I wonder if he really likes older women or just acting.”

Dot responded, “Betty seems to be really getting turned on by Bobby's groping and kissing. If she is acting, it’s very, very, good.”

Bobby got undressed. He removed Betty’s nightgown. Betty had on a red lacy bra and red crotch-less panties. She sucked Bobby's huge cock for several minutes. Bobby then nudged Betty to sit in a couch and spread her thighs wide exposing a sparsely covered pussy that Bobby licked and sucked with abandon. Betty tenderly held Bobby’s head. Bobby lifted up Betty's lacy bra, released her mammoth boobs, and pinched her nipples.

Betty got on her hands and knees, exposing her voluptuous, shiny, buttocks separated by her red crotch-less panties. Bobby got behind Betty on his knees, rubbed and kissed her buttocks; after a few short back and forth strokes, he pushed his huge cock all the way in to Betty's love channel and began to fuck her rhythmically.

Art whispered, “That's impressive. A young guy is fucking an old broad old enough to be his grandma. I guess an old pussy can be a tight, juicy, and fuckable pussy.”

Art continued, “It looks like Betty or Bobby applied vegetable oil because the area around Betty's pussy looks shiny. I guess Betty's pussy was not lubricated enough. But, she is actually enjoying the fucking Bobby is giving her.”

Dot whispered to Art, “Your loving me makes me wet; while in the bathroom, I applied jelly to avoid discomfort.”

She continued, “Cindy told me she also uses jelly sometimes.”

In the video, Bobby stopped fucking Betty. He removed Betty's bra and lovingly massaged her pendulous boobs.

Dot knew Art was turned on by watching old Betty getting fucked by the younger Bobby. She sensed Art was approaching his climax, he was breathing rapidly, his cock was pulsing rapidly in her pussy, and the pressure of his two hands on her boobs increased. She decided to squeeze Art's cock with her vaginal muscles and release immediately; after just a few such squeeze-release cycles, Art whimpered incoherently. His body convulsed, his cock released several jets of cum in to Dot’s love channel, “Doteeeeeeee. Fuckkkkk. I’m cummmming. Cummmminggggggg.”

Much to Dot's surprise, Art's cock did not soften and slip out of her love channel. So they sat coupled on the couch and kept watching Bobby fucking a willing Betty in the video. Eventually, Bobby fucked Betty in the missionary position, abruptly pulled out his cock, and ejaculated all over Betty's boobs.

Dot and Art go to Bed

Dot cooed, “Darling let’s go to the bedroom,” and slowly got up from Art’s lap and wiped her pussy with tissues.

The two lovers walked up the stairs hand in hand to Dot’s bedroom that was well-furnished in light lavender and white curtains and linen. There were many mirrors in the bedroom: on the dresser, on the closet doors, and on the walls.

While Dot was turning down the bed sheets, Art used the bathroom. He laid down on the bed admiring the well-decorated bedroom that reflected Dot’s taste.

A few minutes later, Dot came out of the bathroom, stood next to the bed, and cooed in a sexy voice:

“Hey young man, how about loving this old lady?”

Dot had put on a thin blue loose-fitting sleeveless housedress that generously showed her cleavage, a gray-curly-hair wig, and large frame glasses that rested on the tip of her nose. Underneath her housedress, she still had on her black crotch-less panties and thigh highs.

Art was first stunned how much he was turned on by Dot looking like an old lady. He jumped out of bed, ran to Dot, hugged, and planted a wet kiss on her lips. He steered her to face the dresser mirror, stood behind her, and fondled her boobs, underarms, and armpits.

Dot cooed, “Young man I am glad you like an old woman's boobs, underarms, and armpits.”

Art mumbled, “They are beautiful. You are voluptuous.”

Dot cooed, “Fuck me young man. Fuck me right here. It has been a long time since I was fucked.”

Art turned her around to face him, lifted her right leg, placed it on the bed, lifted her dress, and shoved his stiff cock in Dot’s wet love channel. He was really turned on seeing Dot look like an old woman in the loose dress, wig, and large-rimmed glasses.

Dot submitted passively. She played her role of a grateful old lady, cooing, “Oh, how I missed a stiff cock in my old pussy. Keep fucking this old woman.”

Art fucked her for several minutes while staring at Dot’s ‘old’ face and body. He then pulled his cock out, removed Dot's loose-fitting dress over her head, picked her up and laid her on the bed. He hovered over Dot kissing and nibbling her body. 

He then laid down next to her and whispered, “You get on top and ride me. I want to see your face and body while making love to you. I love to see your boobs unfettered, bouncing and swaying.”

Dot removed the Camis and straddled Art's waist, slowly pushed his cock in to her love channel, and started riding him. Art was thrilled to see Dot's 'old' face and bouncing boobs, as she rode his cock. Dot was still getting turned on playing an old woman seducing a young man. 

She whispered, “Young man, I like your big cock. It feels so good.”

She then raised her arms high, stretched, and cooed, “Play with my boobs. Maul them.”

Dot’s suggestive words turned on Art even more. Art raised his upper body slightly, pulled Dot by her shoulders on to him, held on to her, as his cock erupted, releasing several spurts of come deep in Dot's love channel.

Dot laid on Art's chest for several minutes. As Art stroked her back, Dot kissed him on his lips and said, “Thank you, Art. This old lady appreciates the loving you gave her. But, I have to get up, pee, and clean up.”

Art smiled and said, “I thank you too my old lady; I love making love to you.”

Dot got off Art, used a few tissues to stem the outflow of fluids: her's and Art's, from her love channel, and went to the bathroom. After he heard the toilet flushing, Art went to the bathroom to clean up. 

Dot took off her wet crotch-less panties, smiled at Art, and tossed them in his direction. Art caught them. He was amazed how wet they were. He smelled them for several minutes.

The two lovers were tired. They went to sleep, with Art spooning Dot.

Sometime in the night, Art was in a pleasant dream: his cock and balls were being caressed. After several minutes, his cock was being sucked and pumped at the same time. Art woke up to find Dot, in the gray-haired wig and the light blue loose-fitting housedress, busily sucking and pumping his cock. 

Dot smiled and said, “Young man, your cock was poking my ass. I thought you should put it to good use to fuck this old lady.”

Art got on his knees, raised Dot's legs, placed them on his shoulders, held his stiff cock in his hand, and looked pleadingly at Dot.

Dot continued playing the old woman seducing a young man; she whispered, “Go ahead young man. Fuck Me.”

Art fucked Dot a long time, slowly and lovingly, pausing occasionally to kiss her lips, neck or armpits. Dot reached her orgasm first, “Ohhhhhhhhh. Artgggggg. Cummmmmmmming. Cummmmming.” 

Art felt Dot's love channel pulsing around his cock. He waited until Dot recovered. Dot lifter her boobs and offered them to Art to kiss and nibble. Art's climax followed a few minutes later. Somehow, Art managed to grasp Dot's large boobs as he climaxed, “Uhhhhhh. Doteeeeeeeeee. Fuckkkkkkkkkk. Fuckkkk.”

Sometime during the passionate lovemaking, Dot's wig came off her head. Art kissed Dot's lips tenderly, and as he closed his eyes, he mumbled, “I liked our night together, Dot. You are a special woman.”

Dot smiled, but was too tired to respond; but she thought, “I liked it too.”

DOT AND ART ON SATURDAY

Next day morning, Dot was up first. As she showered and dried her hair, she smiled thinking of the loving she received from Art. She thought to herself, “Art will give me the loving I missed for five years. I am glad I am able to satisfy him, a guy 15 years younger than me.”

She put on shorts and a sleeveless blouse, and sneakers. She was in the kitchen when Art walked in Frank’s robe she left for him. He hugged her tenderly, yet Dot felt Art’s erection. Dot gently squeezed Art’s cock through his robe and said:

“That’s a nice way to say good morning. Didn’t you get enough loving last night?”

“I sure did get plenty of loving. I always have a morning woody; I can’t help it,” said Art.

“If it persists, I have to take care of it. Here, have a cup of coffee,” cooed Dot.

Art’s cock was still semi erect after he finished the cup of coffee. He opened his robe exposing his cock, looked mischievously at Dot, and said:

“Honey, if you want, you can play with it. I don’t think I can ejaculate this morning.”

“Here, in the kitchen?” asked Dot incredulously.

“Yes. There’s no one else to stop us,” replied Art.

Dot fell on her knees in front of Art who was leaning against the counter, gently held Art’s cock and rotated it around its base, fondled his hairy sack of balls, and cooed:

“That’s where all that jism is produced; it’s a good thing I can’t get pregnant; I’m an old lady.”

Art giggled, lifted Dot up, hugged her, and whispered, “I love you old lady.”

Both Art and Dot realized what Art said, but they let that moment pass. They still had time to mull over serious issues.

Dot said, “After you get dressed, we can pick up a few groceries, and may be go to the mall; this afternoon we can swim in the pool and rest up. What do you want to do for dinner?”

Art replied, “I can grill hamburgers and hot dogs, or we can go out for dinner.”

After Art dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, he and Dot left for shopping. At the mall, with Art’s help and coaxing, Dot bought two see-through bikinis: one red and the other black. After a light lunch and a stop at the supermarket, they returned home.

While Dot was putting the groceries away, Art who was tired, decided to take a nap in the Lanai; Dot joined him several minutes later. After waking up, Art noticed Dot was still sleeping; he got himself a beer and cleaned the gas grill. After Dot woke up, she helped Art grill hamburgers and hot dogs, and made a tossed salad. 

Dot suggested they swim for a while and then have ice cream for dessert.

Art said, “Dot honey, I don’t have my swimming trunks here.”

“I can find one of Fred’s; I am sure it will fit you,” then giggling she added,

“You could swim naked, as far as I am concerned.”

Laughing, Art replied “I will get naked after I see you in one of the bikinis we bought earlier.”

Dot blushed and said, “I will be back in couple of minutes and show you my new bikini; there’s a powder room here in case you need to use it.”

On the way to her bedroom Dot thought to herself, “I don’t think there will be much swimming tonight; Art will go crazy with desire when he sees me in the red see-through bikini; after Art eats my pussy, I will put lots of jelly in my pussy and let Art make love to me.”

When Dot returned to the Lanai, Art was in his boxer shorts. Dot had put on a red robe over her bikini and a pair of red shoes she had not worn in a while. Art stood up in anticipation. Dot noticed his cock was already erect and formed a tent in his shorts.

Dot posed in her robe for Art: pirouetted twice showing off her beautiful legs; she slowly removed her robe, exposing her naked shoulders. When Dot removed the robe completely, Art let out a low, long, whistle of admiration. Art walked to Dot and whispered:

“Darling you are absolutely gorgeous; the bikini makes you more alluring.” and hugged her tenderly. But, Dot hugged him passionately; she simply wanted to get fucked. Art responded by kissing Dot passionately and groping her bikini-clad ample buttocks. He kissed Dot’s wrinkly neck and her ample cleavage; he turned her around, kissed her bare shoulders, her back, her bikini-clad buttocks, inner thighs, and the backs of her thighs.

Dot groaned with pleasure from Art’s passion for her, but she wanted more: Dot pulled down Art’s shorts and, as she kissed him, grasped his turgid thick cock. She fell to her knees and gently sucked his cock for several minutes. 

Art lifted Dot, kissed her passionately for a long time, and led her to a cushioned chair in the Lanai; after Dot sat in his lap facing him, Art sucked her distended nipples through the bikini fabric; the roughness of the bikini cloth stimulated Dot more. Dot wanted to have her pussy sucked; Fred, her late husband, hated eating her pussy for many years.

Dot cooed, “Please suck my pussy.”

Art said, “I love to eat your pussy all evening and night, anywhere you want me to.”

Dot cooed, “Anywhere? Ok, lick it right now through the bikini bottom,” and Art obligingly licked her bikini bottom clad pussy.

After a minute or so, Dot patted Art’s head, and said:

“I want to get up; you can lick my pussy while I clean the table.”

When Dot bent over the table, Art knelt behind her on the floor, spread her thighs, lowered her bikini bottoms, and licked her pussy. He also noted Dot’s puckered pink-brownish ass hole that was surrounded by a few gray hairs; promptly, Art kissed it, making Dot squeal in surprise.

Dot carried dirty dishes to the sink, and when she turned around and leaned against the sink, Art began to lick Dot’s pussy. Dot was sufficiently excited that she raised her right leg and held on to Art’s head as her pussy was being licked and sucked; she let him suck her for several minutes; she was close to cumming, but she wanted more stimulation.

Dot patted Art’s head and cooed urgently, “Love, put a finger in my pussy, now. I’m close.”

Art inserted two fingers in Dot’s pussy and massaged while sucking her clit, triggering an avalanche-like orgasm. The orgasm sapped Dot’s energy and she collapsed on Art’s shoulder. Art picked her up slowly and carried her to the living room sofa; she had a huge grin on her face.

“Wow! That orgasm started deep inside of me and wracked my whole body. Thanks, love.”

Art, his face smeared with Dot’s sweet pussy syrup, hugged her, grinned, and said, “Darling, the pleasure is mine. Let’s have that ice cream and may be some coffee; I will help you when you are ready.”

Art and Dot noted that the sun was setting for the day and it was getting cool for outside activities; they went inside the house. 

Later, as they were having coffee and ice cream, Dot cooed, “You are bringing out of me orgasms that I did not know I had. You are a great lover. Let me put some jelly and come back.”

Dot returned in a few minutes and cooed, “Honey, Cindy said not to miss the video segment of Nellie and Rod. Would you like to watch it now?”

“Sure love. Let’s go to the bedroom and be comfortable.”

Dot nodded; she slyly grasped Art’s stiff leaking cock, and led him upstairs as Art tried to hold on to her ample buttocks.

Art sat in an upholstered chair and Dot sat on his knees. Using the remote control unit, Dot found the Nellie-Rod segment on the video: Nellie was a petite, blonde, Grandma, about 5’ 2’’ and 130 lb., 60+ years old; she wore large rimmed glasses that rested on her nose; Rod was a big younger man, about 6’ 2’’ and 190 lb., 35+ years. Nellie, dressed in a pink tank top and black tight shorts, was working in the kitchen when Rod, wearing jeans and a tank top, walked in; he hugged and groped her, more like a lover, than a ‘grandson.’ 

Rod, still groping, mumbled, “I missed you Nellie,” and Nellie replied, “I missed you too. I have been waiting for you.”

After several minutes of petting and kissing Nellie passionately, Rod undressed her to reveal a red lacy bra that barely covered her 34-D boobs, and red stockings held up by a garter belt. Rod lifted Nellie on to a counter, raised her legs, and licked her pussy for several minutes. Later, Nellie knelt on the floor and sucked Rod’s cock until it grew to about 8''. When Nellie stood up, Rod grinned at her, and whispered to her prompting Nellie to ask:

“You want to take me for a ride? Did you come here on a Harley?”

Rod shook his head sheepishly and whispered again in Nellie's ear, causing Nellie to look at him in disbelief.

“I will try it because I love you,” said Nellie lovingly.

Rod approached Nellie and asked, “Are you ready?” Nellie nodded her head.

Nellie placed her arms around Rod's neck. Rod then lifted Nellie as she wrapped her thighs and legs around his waist; Nellie's crotch was just above Rod's jutting cock. 




Second Chance at Love Ch. 08



Art and Dot were amazed when Rod after kissing Nellie's mouth passionately, reached between their bodies and inserted his mammoth cock in to Nellie's pussy, causing her to squeal and moan with pleasure. Rod grabbed Nellie's buttocks and helped her ride his cock. Close up shots showed Rod's cock moving in and out of Nellie's wet, glistening, pussy. Rod walked around the kitchen with Nellie hanging by her hands around his neck and her legs around his hips, and his cock moving in and out of her pussy.

As he watched the athletic erotic scene on the video, instinctively Art groped Dot's bikini-top covered boobs and gently squeezed her nipples. He whispered to Dot:

“I think that position is called the monkey position, but I am not sure; I read about it somewhere, but never seen it in action. The actors are perfectly suited for the monkey position; she's small in stature and he's big.”

Art continued, “I imagine as lightweight Nellie seems to be, it must be a strain on Rod to carry her around all the time. I don't think I am strong enough to carry you around for as long a time as Rod is carrying Nellie.”

After a few moments, Art was pleased and surprised when Dot cooed:

“It's exciting to think your cock will be deep in my pussy. You can put me down when you get tired.”

On the video monitor, Rod lowered Nellie on a counter to rest for a moment and, much to Nellie's delight, resumed walking around carrying her.

“Did you apply jelly? If not, please do so,” suggested Art.

“Honey, I applied a liberal amount of jelly. I will be fine. I have another idea, give me two seconds.” 

Dot ran to her dresser, pulled out an imitation pearl necklace, the large-frame glasses, and the gray-hair wig out of a drawer, and put them on

Dot and Art were excited like two kids and they both had wide grins on their faces. Dot stood facing Art with her arms around his neck. With Dot's helpful leap up, Art easily lifted her to straddle his waist; Dot wrapped her thighs and legs around him.

Art whispered, “Honey, hold my neck tightly; don't let go. I am going to use my right hand to put my cock in your pussy.”

Dot gasped with pleasure as Art's precum covered cock snaked easily in to her pussy and filled it up. 

Art whispered, “It's so nice to carry you, like a big baby. I love the feel of your lovely boobs on my chest. Your pussy is tight around my cock.”

Dot in turn cooed, “Your cock is deep in me. My vagina is stretched fully. It feels very good for me. I love it! This old lady thanks you!”

Art whispered, “I will walk slowly to the closet mirror to see how we look, just hang on.”

As he walked, both Dot and Art felt his cock moving in her pussy with each step, stimulating their erotic feelings more.

In the mirror, standing side ways, Art saw Dot's slim arms around his neck, her bikini top covered boobs crushed against his chest, and her buttocks pink due to being held and squeezed firmly by his hands. He also saw her gray-hair wig, granny glasses, and pearls that made her alluring to him.

Dot hugged Art firmly and cooed, “Darling thank you for carrying me with your cock in me. I think I am close to an orgasm; I need a squeeze on my clit.”

“I will hold you up. Go ahead use your right hand to squeeze your clit,” said Art.

Art held on to Dot's buttocks when her orgasm exploded as she buried her face in Art's neck, her body convulsed, and her pussy pulsed several times around Art's cock, “Cummmming. Cummming. Cummmming. Cummming.”

After Dot came down from her peak, she kissed Art on his mouth and cooed:

“That was an incredible orgasm with your cock deep in me; I didn't think I would come a few hours after I had one. Now, your cock must be close to exploding.”

“My cock has been leaking precum all the time; it’s a pleasurable feeling. I am not strong enough to move you up and down on my cock. Keep hanging on to me; I will put you down on the bed.”

After Art put Dot down gently on the soft bed, he nudged her to move up on the bed so that he could support himself on his knees and hands. Dot giggled as she and Art moved in unison without letting his cock slip out of her pussy. Art whispered:

“Love, clutch my cock as I fuck; I will cum in a few moments.”

Art held back cumming as long as he could by staying still. He could not help kissing Dot on her neck, eyes, lips, and armpits. His cock was oozing a continuous stream of cum; he could not hold back any longer the inevitable release of his pent up jism, and he plunged and pulled out his cock in to Dot's pussy just a few times before his cock exploded, “Oh love. I’m cummmming. Cummmmming. Fuckkk.”

After a while Dot said, “I need a shower. I think you do too.”

Art nodded and got off of Dot slowly; his softened cock dragged with it their love fluids smearing Dot's pubic hair.

Dot and Art showered together. Art gently washed Dot's body, especially her boobs, armpits, buttocks, and crotch. Dot washed Art's back, ass, and his cock and balls.

Dot saw Art's cock was still firm, she giggled and cooed:

“You are planning on wearing me out. I may die with a big grin on my face.”

Art laughed and said, “Killing by fucking may not be a crime,” and groped her buttocks and hugged her lovingly.

They were tired from their exertions and, after drying their hair and bodies, fell asleep with their arms around each other.

ART AND DOT ON SUNDAY

On Sunday morning, Art woke up. He found Dot in the kitchen having a cup of coffee and reading the Sunday newspaper.

Art said, “Good morning, love,” and kissed Dot on the cheek.

After Dot poured him a cup of coffee, Art said, “I have to check on a few things at my home. Please come with me. We can come back later. After I clean the pool, we can swim for a while.”

Dot dressed in a pink tank top and cream-colored shorts, and sneakers, and Art in a tee shirt, shorts, and sneakers. 

After he watered several plants in his backyard, Art gave Dot a tour of his house; it was small and neatly maintained. Art also showed her his den where he worked on his computer. He turned on the computer and showed her several Internet sites containing stories, such as Lit, of older women being loved by younger men and their pictures.

Dot, standing next to Art who was seated in a chair, rubbed her boobs on Art's upper arms and shoulders, and cooed, “It's exciting to know so many guys are appreciating older women. You also have good taste, darling.”

Art mumbled, “Dot honey, you are a special person; I love to be with you.”

Dot asked, “Did you have a crush on any particular older woman, when you were growing up?”

“I had a crush on my 40 year old neighbor with big boobs; she was the mother of a high school friend. But, nothing happened, other than mild flirting and a quick grope of her boobs one night,” replied Art.

Dot teased, “So you waited 30 years before you found an older woman to love.”

Art whispered, “I met a wonderful, voluptuous, woman; I am a lucky man.”

After having lunch at a restaurant, Dot and Art returned home. It was a warm afternoon, Art decided to take a nap; Dot joined him and rested with her head on his chest.

Later in the evening Art cleaned the swimming pool; it was not too deep for diving, but adequate for swimming. Dot's house, located in an exclusive neighborhood, was surrounded by a high fence and dense vegetation that offered total privacy.

While Art was cleaning the pool, Dot fixed a tray of cut vegetables and dip, and crackers and cheese. She also fixed herself a glass of wine and brought a bottle of beer for Art. While they were relaxing with their drinks, Art asked:

“Did you and Frank use the swimming pool much?”

“I swam much more than Fred. He sat under the umbrella and drank several martinis each evening.”

Art brought a second beer for himself and topped off Dot's wine glass. He stood behind Dot and gently massaged her shoulders, neck, and upper arms. Dot looked up at Art, and he kissed her lovingly first and then passionately for a long time.

Art whispered, “You look beautiful in the pink tank top. You will look magnificent if you put on your new bikini.”

Art was very pleased when Dot said, “Ok, I will put it on and be back in a minute.”

Dot returned wearing the black see-through bikini and black high-heel shoes. She walked seductively towards Art, with her hands on her waist, swinging her ample hips; she stopped, languidly stretched her arms above her head, and pirouetted.

Dot cooed, “Take your clothes off; let’s take a dip in the pool; it’s hot.”

After Art stripped his clothes off, Dot took his hand and led him in to the pool down the steps. She swam a lap, wetted her bikini, and returned to Art. Dot leaned against the pool wall, beckoned Art, and cooed:

“Darling, kiss me and love me.”

Art kissed Dot at his favorite spots: her eyes, wrinkled neck, cheeks, slender underarms, and armpits, and fondled her bikini-covered boobs and sucked her nipples. Dot’s eyes began to glaze over with passion. He whispered to Dot:

“You are a sexy woman. I love everything about you.”

“Frank had me undergo plastic surgery on my eyes and tummy; he wanted me to look younger,” whispered Dot.

“It’s your body; you can do what ever you want; I love it,” replied Art.

Art lifted Dot out of the pool and she sat at the pool’s edge. He removed her bikini bottom and with Dot leaning back on her hands, Art lifted her smooth thighs and gently sucked her pussy.

Dot cooed, “It feels so good each time you suck my pussy. You are a great lover. I love everything about you too.”

After several minutes, Art sensed Dot was approaching her orgasm; her breathing became heavy and rhythmic.

Dot whispered, “Suck my clit. Right there, baby, right there. I’m cummmming. Ohhhhhhhh. Cummmmmmmming. Ohhhhhhhhh.”

Dot said, “I applied jelly earlier. Do you want to make love now or after a light dinner? I can heat up leftovers.”

Art replied slyly, “I will help you with dinner. Let's go inside, away from the bugs.”

Dot giggled and said, “I know you want to play with me as I work in the kitchen.”

Art giggled and replied, “It's fun. I enjoy groping you and chasing you around the kitchen. I am very excited. I will not last long.”

In the kitchen, Art shadowed Dot everywhere she went, and groped her boobs and buttocks. Dot just giggled and enjoyed Art's attention. Art also made clear his intentions to fuck Dot by poking his stiff cock in Dot's ass crevice. When Dot stood still slightly bent over the counter placing food items on plates, Art managed to snake his cock in to her pussy; of course, Dot willingly spread her legs happy to help Art fill her pussy.

Art and Dot giggled when she stood straight holding their dinner plates in her hands, and Art's cock slipped out of her pussy. After Dot placed the two plates on the dining table, she gently grasped Art's cock and cooed:

“You are incorrigible. The food can wait here. Let's go to the bedroom and take care of you.”

Art and Dot walked hand-in-hand up the stairs.

“Dot, may I stay with you tonight.”

“Yes, darling.”

DOT AND ART ON SUNDAY

On Sunday morning, Art woke up first and went to the kitchen; Dot walked in when he was preparing a simple breakfast: fruit, toast, and scrambled eggs.

After greeting Dot, Art first poured a cup of coffee for her and then placed a plate of food in front of her. 

“It’s a simple breakfast; I thought I should help you a little,” said Art.

“That’s sweet. I appreciate it. By the way, did you hear the good news about Alice and Eric?”

Art replied in surprise, “No. What’s it?”

“First, Alice is expecting their first child. Second, you won’t believe this: they are getting married.”

Art said, “I knew Eric loved and adored Alice. That’s great!”

Dot said, “Eric proposed to Alice at a restaurant where they were having dinner. She did not know he was going to that. Eric fell on his knees to ask her to marry him and gave her a beautiful ring.”

Dot continued thoughtfully, “We should have a holiday party for our friends and family members; it has been a long time since all of them have been happy.”

Art nodded and said, “Amen.”

Your comments and suggestions will be appreciated. Au.

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