Summary of Part 1: A mature couple flies across the country to NYC and meets for the first time. He has just come out of the shower wearing sexy men’s underwear. She is wearing a white baby doll and has just whispered, “Let’s go to bed.”
Part II
I said, “Let’s check out the view first.” I led Arlene to the window and opened the curtains. Dressed in her baby doll, she was hesitant, but I said, “No one can see us.” Four flights up, that was true. We could see the street below, but unless, for some strange reason, someone on the street looked straight up, they would see little. Anyone in the apartment building across the street, unless they had binoculars, would have the same limited view.
I stood behind Arlene. For a while, we just admired the bustling street. Then, keeping her in front of me, I wrapped my arms around Arlene’s waist. Then, I kissed her neck. Still, in front of the window, I began fondling her breasts from behind through the baby doll. There was momentary protest, but soon, my hands overwhelmed any resistance.
Emboldened, I put my hands underneath. Her breasts were close enough to the window for her nipples to stiffen. Arlene had such nice large boobs. Call me petty, but a woman should have good boobs. Princess Diana was cute and pretty, but Fergie, with fuller body and fuller tits, was way hotter.
Arlene turned around. We kissed. There was no need to rush things. I removed her baby doll. Her white panties were visible to anyone -- with binoculars. Her tits pressed against my chest. My own nipples liked the feeling. I gave her butt a little squeeze and led her to the bed.
Before I describe the rest of “the action,” growing old sucks, specifically, there is no evolutionary reason for a post-menopausal woman to have sex, so older women’s bodies are usually less responsive.
Men don’t have it any easier. Age takes its toll on men, too. Further, medication for high blood pressure, heart problems, or enlarged prostate (or sometimes all three) is common for men in their sixties. Just when you need a little extra, age and modern medicine give the man less.
Compared to men in their father’s generation, at least now a man (and the woman in his life) has little blue pills. However, they can take ninety minutes to become fully effective. Right before my shower, I had taken a pill. My mind was so willing. However, as I had taken a pill less than twenty minutes before, I doubted I would rise to the occasion.
I kissed Arlene on the lips as I played with her tits. Then I licked the closest nipple and played with the other breast. In order to lick the other nipple, I had to get on my knees. After I had done so, Arlene reached for my dick through my tight underwear. It felt good, but Old Glory remained unresponsive. In a voice louder and stronger than I expected, she told me to remove my underwear, and I did so. She held my cock again, but again no liftoff.
Naked, I lay on my side next to her. My hand went lower. I stroked the inside of her one leg, then the other. I teased her clit through her panties, then stroked just outside her panties. After some more teasing, I slipped my hand down her panties.