Divorced fifty-eight-year-old Mike Houghton collected his young grandson from primary school each weekday as the boy's parents both worked. Mike was happy to do that because he thought the world of the young boy plus it gave Mike something to do.

Mike went to football when his team were playing at home but apart from that and an occasional visit to his local social club, Mike had no life.

He was on nodding terms with the other parents and grandparents that were at the school at the end of each school day but had virtually no conversation with anyone.

Charlene McMorris, a fifty-two-year-old lady of West Indian origin, was in a similar position to Mike in as much as she was also divorced and met her granddaughter from school because the girl's parents were both at work. She and Mike smiled and nodded to each other simply because of the familiarity of seeing each other at the same time five days a week.

Mike had just about given up on thinking about sex and, he thought, his lack of sex no longer bothered him.

Charlene, on the other hand, often thought of sex and sometimes got herself fucked but at school pick-up times, no such thoughts were in her head.

One day, Mike's grandson and Charlene's granddaughter came out of school together chatting, it seemed that they were new best friends.

"Looks like they get along well," Charlene smiled at Mike, just about the first words that had passed between the two adults.

"Yes it seems so," agreed Mike.

The two children and the two adults walked back together to where their cars were parked, the children holding their grandparent's hands.

"See you tomorrow," said Mike to Charlene, as Mike helped his grandson into his car.

"Yeah, very likely," replied Charlene, with a particularly nice smile.

That evening, when he was alone, Mike kept thinking of that smile and also the curvy shape of the attractive black woman and he felt his penis stiffen. He felt guilty that he should even be thinking sexually, she was probably married anyway, but he found himself looking forward to the school pick-up time the next day, and not only because he would see his grandson.

Charlene also thought about Mike that evening, thinking that he was quite handsome, but she assumed that he was married. She too was looking forward to the afternoon school run.

The next afternoon, Charlene put slightly more lipstick on than she usually did for the school run and she also arrived slightly earlier than normal, Mike was already there.

"I wonder if they will still be best friends today," Mike said to the woman who was now looking very attractive.

"Ha, no telling with kids; my name is Charlene, by the way," replied Charlene.

"Mike, pleased to meet you, Charlene," said Mike, they shook hands after a slight delay when they both wondered if they should. They were both slightly reluctant to release the hand grip.

They chatted for a little while, mostly about their grandchildren and the school and neither discovered anything about the other's private life because neither asked and neither volunteered the information.

The grandchildren did again come out of school together, chatting happily.

"Still friends, I see," laughed Charlene.

"Yes, it is nice to see," responded Mike.

The four headed back to their cars, the children still chattering away. The next day was Friday so the children, and their grandparents, would not be seeing each other for a couple of days after that.

Mike was finding himself very attracted to Charlene and he decided that the next day, he would try to confirm his assumption that she was married and therefore out of his reach.

Charlene wanted to get to know Mike better so she was curious about his marital status.

Charlene arrived at the school even earlier than the previous day and Mike arrived a couple of minutes later. Charlene was still in her car when Mike pulled up and she wandered over to speak to him as he got out of his car.

"We can't keep meeting like this," laughed Charlene, wishing that they could meet more often and also away from the school.

"Yes, people will start to talk," replied Mike, there was then an embarrassed silence with them each wondering what to say next.

"Yeah, I don't suppose your wife would be very pleased," Charlene, at last, said.

"Doubt if she would be bothered, we got divorced four years ago," replied Mike.

"Oh sorry, I didn't know," said Charlene, fearing that she had done wrong.

"Don't worry about it, I am more concerned about your husband being upset with me chatting up his wife," said Mike, expecting confirmation that there was a husband.

"I am divorced too; so, you are chatting me up, are you?" smiled Charlene.

"You are divorced? That's great, I mean..." started Mike, thinking he was talking himself into trouble.

"I think it is great too, I suppose he is happy with his twenty-something that he left me for," replied Charlene.

"Charlene, I don't suppose you would like to go out with me, for a drink or something?" asked an energised Mike.

"I would like that very much, Mike; I will give you my phone number, but we had better go and meet the kids, hadn't we?" smiled Charlene.

"Yes, they showed their grandparents how to make friends," laughed Mike.

"Yeah, phone me this evening," said Charlene, writing down her phone number, before they walked off to meet the children.

Mike and Charlene continued to chat but not intimately because there were other parents and grandparents there now.

The two children came out together again and asked if they could see each other at the weekend, Charlene and Mike both said that they had better ask their mums and dads first. Charlene and Mike knew that they might be seeing each other at the weekend, depending on the outcome of Mike's phone call later.

Mike phoned early that evening, "Charlene, it is Mike, um, what do you have in mind?" said Mike, mostly because he was not used to phoning ladies.

"Ha, well that is a leading question, isn't it? Going for a drink seems good," replied Charlene.

"Yeah, sorry, I did not word that very well. Yes, a drink; when is good for you?" said Mike.

"I have no plans for the weekend, Saturday evening would be good for me if you can do it," replied Charlene.

"Yes, Saturday is fine; is about seven okay, and where do you want to go?" continued Mike, thankful that his football team was playing away although he would still have had time to get ready if they had a home game that afternoon.

"Seven is fine and you choose the pub; will we meet at the pub or um, ...," replied Charlene, not knowing if Mike intended to pick her up.

"If you want to give me your address, I will pick you up," responded Mike.

"Okay, if that is no trouble; I might even invite you back for coffee," laughed Charlene, before giving Mike her address.

They chatted a bit longer and Mike suggested a particular pub two miles out of town, which was fine with Charlene. They ended the conversation with an agreement for Mike to be at Charlene's house at seven.

Mike was very nervous, and Charlene was to a lesser extent but also looking forward to the evening. He dressed smartly and arrived at Charlene's house slightly early.

Charlene looked stunning in a black trouser suit and red blouse when she answered her door, "Hello Mike, my, you do look smart," said Charlene.

"Charlene, you look wonderful," replied Mike, and he meant it.

"Why thank you; did you want to come in or shall we go to the pub?" said Charlene. They had not touched but both wanted to.

"Whichever you prefer," responded Mike.

"Let's go to the pub, you will be coming in when we get back, I hope," smiled Charlene.

Mike did not respond but his cock stiffened with the thought. They went to his car and Mike held the passenger side door open for Charlene to get in. She not only looked gorgeous, but she also smelt gorgeous too as he got a waft of her perfume.

"Thank you, a true gentleman," smiled Charlene.

"I try to be, especially when I am with an attractive lady, although that has not been often in recent times," replied Mike, getting into the driver's side.

"Oh, I would have thought that a handsome man like you would have lots of female company," said Charlene.

"I am afraid not; to be honest, I am very nervous," confided Mike.

"No need to be nervous, honey," said Charlene, before putting her hand on Mike's thigh and moving her head towards his.

After a moment, with panic appearing in Mike's eyes, their lips met and what started as a gentle kiss, became a snog.

Mike's penis went to full erection in his underwear and Charlene felt some dampness in her knickers, "Wow, you certainly know how to kiss a lady," said Charlene, wondering about forgetting the pub and going straight into her house and fuck.

"Oh Charlene, I have not felt like this in years," said Mike.

"There is no need for you to go home tonight, as far as I am concerned; does that make me sound like a slut?" said Charlene, wondering if she was being too forward.

"Charlene, I do not think that you know how to be a slut," replied Mike, thinking that he was in heaven.

"You might change your opinion about that later, mister, but we had better go to the pub, if we are going," chucked Charlene.

Going to the pub had potentially been the highlight of their first date but now it was seen as an inconvenience by both of them but they both thought that they should go through with it, so Mike drove to the pub.

Mike bought the drinks; Charlene had a brandy and Mike had a non-alcoholic beer, and they found a quiet corner to sit down.

They sat knees touching and gazing into each other's eyes. Charlene smiled, her eyes fixed on Mike's as her hand caressed his thigh, and she giggled as he squirmed because of his sexual arousal.

"You don't have to stay the night if you don't want to," Charlene said in a sultry, teasing voice.

"Charlene, the thought of spending the night with you is a dream," replied Mike.

"We could go back after this drink and have a drink in my bedroom if you would like," said Charlene.

"I would like that very much," answered Mike.

"We should have gone indoors after that kiss, would have saved your petrol and your drinks money," said Charlene, regretting not acting on her original thought after their initial kiss.

"We have the night," replied Mike.

"We do, and as much of Sunday as you want," said Charlene.

They finished their drinks, their visit to the pub had been brief, and went out to Mike's car. He again held the passenger door open for Charlene but this time they snogged before she got in, Charlene also got her first feel of Mike's penis as she caressed the bulge in his trousers.

Mike drove back to Charlene's house and they were indoors without delay. This time, the snogging included Mike caressing Charlene's sizeable buttocks through her trousers.

"Mmmm, I am going to get a bottle of wine, two glasses and we are going to fuck," said Charlene, elongating her pronunciation of the word 'fuck'.

Mike was wondering if he was in a deep sleep and dreaming all of this because it seemed too good to be true.

Mike remained in the hallway and when Charlene returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses, she had removed her jacket and undone her blouse. She was displaying an ample amount of cleavage and her dark eyes were wild.

"This is unbelievable," said Mike.

"You better believe it baby; take your jacket and tie off to save time, and follow me," said Charlene, swaying her hips as she made her way to the stairs.

Mike removed his jacket and tie and followed her up the stairs, his eyes on her big arse.

They arrived at Charlene's bedroom and she put the wine bottle and glasses down and threw her arms around Mike and they snogged again as their bodies ground together. Mike was now concerned about cumming in his underpants.

Charlene poured the drinks and they each took a swig out of their glass before Charlene placed hers and Mike's glass on the dressing table and started to undo her guests' trousers. Mike pawed Charlene's large tits over her bra.

Charlene had successfully undone Mike's trousers and had now lowered them and his underpants and was wanking his cock, which was sticky with precum.

"Oh fuck," breathed Mike.

"Ha, that is the plan, sugar," laughed Charlene, undoing Mike's shirt.

Mike realised that he had some catching up to do and undid and lowered Charlene's trousers, he then got his hands inside her knickers on her big backside.

"I have not had sex in a long while," confessed Mike, fearing that he might disappoint.

"I think that you will be getting plenty this weekend," replied Charlene, taking off her blouse and bra.

Mike put his hands on Charlene's large tits before more removing of clothes was done and the couple were both naked.

Charlene lay on her back on the bed and raised her knees towards her breasts exposing her hairy, wet cunt.

Mike offered up a silent prayer that he did not cum too soon and got in between the woman's splayed legs, Charlene's hand guided his erection into her waiting cunt.

Mike started thrusting, still worrying about ejaculating before he had pleasured Charlene, but the woman's legs were now behind him, her heels encouraging his thrusts.

Charlene was muttering sounds of encouragement and pleasure as Mike fucked on, pleased that he had not unloaded his spunk too soon.

On and on the sex continued and Mike was delighted when Charlene shrieked and announced that she was cumming, that drove him on, and he was surprising himself with his staying power as Charlene came again.

Mike then got the feeling that told him that his spunk was rising and that there was no stopping it and he groaned as he came in a woman's cunt for the first time in ages.

"Wow! that was a great start to our night," chuckled Charlene, as their bodies relaxed.

Mike rolled off of her and got his first look at her bare arse as Charlene went to top up their glasses before returning to the bed with the wine.

They chatted and drank the wine, both revealing more about their failed marriages. They chatted about their children, they each had a daughter, and they laughed about their grandchildren bringing them together.

At Mike's request, Charlene lay on her front and Mike admired and caressed her arse. "You are a beautiful woman, in every way, Charlene," said Mike, as he stroked her buttocks.

"You are too kind, Mike; I am just a middle-aged black woman with a big arse," laughed Charlene.

"A beautiful big arse," laughed Mike.

"Yeah, a beautiful big arse," agreed Charlene.

They flicked through porn sites on the internet and watched some fucking videos before finishing the wine and contemplating opening another bottle. They decided to go downstairs for a while and they cuddled naked on the sofa as they tried to find something to watch on the TV.

After a while, and some more wine, they decided that the porn on the upstairs desktop was a better bet and returned to the bedroom. The porn, plus Charlene's hand and mouth, got Mike stiff again and with fucking going on on-screen, Mike again slid his cock into Charlene and they made love.

They slept in each other's arms, both wondering if there would be more nights like this or if it was a one-off.

Mike awoke in the morning to a view of Charlene's arse near his face and a feeling of his cock being sucked and licked. Mike assessed this latest dream situation and he got Charlene to adjust her position so that he could tongue her cunt.

They gave each other oral pleasure for a while before Charlene Swung herself off Mike's face and lowered herself onto his erection. She rode him hard and fast and neither of them lasted long, Charlene starting to cum just before Mike ejaculated.

They got up and showered and had some breakfast. They agreed that they wanted to spend more time together in the future. They remained naked throughout the morning but had no more sex before Mike got dressed and went home. They would see each other the next afternoon at the grandkid's school.

A couple that might never have had a proper conversation if their grandchildren had not decided to become friends, could now be officially called lovers. They would have to keep their hands off each other at the children's school, obviously, but they both intended that there would be much more alone time for sex.