We slept for over an hour, the rattle of the letterbox announcing the arrival of the post and giving us a sudden awakening. Laying there naked in all her glory, apart from the suspender belt and stockings, she made a pretty picture and my prick started to rise again. I wanted to kiss those breasts again and then slide my tongue inside her once more just to see how her body would react.
It looked as though the visit to my parents would have to wait, there being more urgent and enjoyable matters to see to. However, before I could say anything she said, almost in tears: “David, I’m so sorry that happened, I just don’t know what came over me and I feel so ashamed. What if Anne finds out?”
“Don’t be so silly,” I replied “It wasn’t your fault at all - if anything it was mine. As for your daughter, given our virtually non-existent sex life, if It hadn’t had the odd affair from time to time I’d have either been divorced by now, locked up in an asylum, or guilty of murder. It certainly hasn’t been easy being married to someone who simply isn’t interested - and never really has been, once I was caught with her pregnancy.”
She looked relieved at this and I took her in my arms to give her a reassuring hug. “Anne always was a strange girl,” she said, “and we were really amazed when you and she got together. It’s a shame, but it’s too late for her to change now.”
We lay there holding each other for a while, when she said, “Do you know, no-one has ever kissed me down there before, and it was absolutely incredible. I rarely climaxed when Martin was alive and never, ever with such intensity. if she can’t appreciate that sort of talent then she doesn’t really deserve you. Sex has never ever been as good for me as it was today, I feel as though I’m floating on a cloud.”
She glanced down and saw my prick was again erect, and with a shy smile reached towards it, saying: “Would you like me to suck you off in return? I’ve never done it before, but I’m willing to do so if you want me to, if only as a thank you for what you did for me.” That was something else her daughter flatly refused to do - this was getting better and better.
“No,” I said, “you don’t have to do that out of a sense of duty or even to thank me. This has been an incredible experience for me too, so if we just let things take their course to see what happens - what will be will be, is that OK with you?”
“Yes, of course,” she said “it’s been so long for me and it seems that I know so little. This is like a very exciting dream, and I want you to show me everything and to tell me what you want me to do. I’m dreadfully out of practice. Twenty years is a long time, and I only wear the sexy underwear to cheer myself up - but I never dreamed it would result in this.”
“That’s great,” I said, “Because this is all about fun and enjoyment with no inhibitions or shyness, so are you OK with that? Just say if there’s anything you’re not keen on and we’ll avoid it. You’re a really lovely lady with a beautiful body - what more could a man ask for, particularly with your choice of underwear - that’s the icing on the cake!”
She again blushed beautifully and then made the sensible suggestion that we had a shower before doing anything else, have a bite to eat and something to drink and then plan for the rest of the day. 'Game on,' I thought. She then said, “As you seem to like the underwear so much I’ll also put on a fresh set and we can start all over again - what do you think?”
There was only one possible answer!
The cramped shower was great fun as we soaped each other all over until we were squeaky clean. Janet dried herself off first and went off to “get dressed” again, and once I was nice and dry I felt the need for a pee. I was flowing strongly when she reappeared, apologised and went to leave the bathroom but I asked her to stay.
This time she was wearing sheer lemon panties and bra set with a matching suspender belt and black stockings - what an incredible sight. She watched my stream, intermittent now with her watching close by, her underwear again having an effect. Once I’d finished she started to slide her panties down, saying, “I think I’d better go as well, you can watch me if you like, as watching you gave me such a great feeling. I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I’ve never felt this adventurous in my life. It’s so exciting!”
I caught my breath at this point, with memories of an earlier affair and what the lady involved taught me to love. Taking my courage in one hand and my strength in the other I said: “When you came earlier as I was kissing your pussy, you let loose a lovely spurt which I caught in my mouth. It was wonderful - it was so good I almost came on the spot! Would you save some of your pee and then do it to me again when we’re on the bed? If not, if I lie in the bath would you do it on me there?”
She blushed again and said: “I hoped that you wouldn’t notice that. It’s never happened before, but as I said earlier, I’ve never been that excited before, and it was an incredible feeling. If that’s what you want, I’ll do it for you. Even the thought of it is getting me excited, making me feel like a naughty girl. Just let me know what to do and we’ll take it from there. I won’t go wees now then, just to make sure that I can go when you want me to,” she said, pulling her pants back up.
“You’re an incredible lady,” I said, hugging her to me, “we’ll play it by ear then, shall we?”
“Yes please,” she said, “but just wait here a sec then, and I’ll call you into the bedroom when I’m ready.”
She’d obviously tidied up the bed by putting on a clean sheet, and put her dressing gown on with one for me lying on the bed. “Let’s have something to eat and drink first,” she said, “as it’s lunchtime, if only to keep our strength up.” She made some sandwiches, and found a few other nibbles for sustenance and also made a point of drinking plenty of lemonade as we ate, which I thought was probably a good sign.
As we ate, she suggested that I also stay the night rather than going back to my brother’s place and she could then cook me a proper meal that night. Ah, this was getting better and better by the minute. I immediately agreed, as this was turning into an ideal opportunity to make up for lost time. So I suggested that I ring my brother and tell him that there were a few things to do on the maintenance front here which would necessitate a trip to B&Q and an overnight stop and that I’d call at his place to collect my things.
I got that organised, saying I’d be along later that afternoon and got some ribbing from my brother and his wife for being such a good boy - if only they knew the truth of the matter.
The masterplan was evolving nicely and having climbed the stairs and discarded our dressing gowns Janet was raring to go again thrusting her tongue into my mouth whilst our hands roamed over each other, plus there was again the erotic mirror view over her shoulder as my hands moved down her back to grasp her beautiful buttocks, pulling her ever closer to me.
I undid her bra and we collapsed onto the bed which was where the serious sport was about to begin. Again I knelt and admired everything that she displayed, her superb breasts with their now happy nipples just begging to be kissed and sucked once more and demanding my immediate and serious attention, which I was more than happy to give.
Again I trailed kisses down her ample body, tonguing her navel in passing which made her shiver, and then parting her thighs to again gaze upon her beautiful pussy lips which could clearly be seen through her pants. A large and spreading damp spot already in evidence, enhancing the view.
Now for the act of worship again, as I kissed the area and then slid down those delectable drawers, pushed her legs apart and gave pussy a deep and lingering kiss. I then laid alongside Judith again to give her a hug and she kissed me eagerly whilst I stroked her body, my hands roaming everywhere. I then began to gently stroke her very wet pussy, inserting several fingers to play with her clitoral button which had an immediate effect as her legs started trembling. When I moved the fingers deeper into her to search again for the special spot, the trembling spread to her whole body, so she was obviously well on the way.
It was time to kiss that luscious pussy again, so I slid down the bed, put my head between her legs and began lapping away with ever deeper strokes. I carried on for many minutes, licking as well as fingering as she moaned and twitched with delight, whilst juicing up very nicely. She pressed her pussy harder and harder against my face - something exciting was going to happen again, very, very soon.
I lay back alongside her, fingers once again moving inside her pussy, remembering her earlier request to suck my prick, and her willingness to give me a personal shower. Now seemed to be an ideal time for personal requests.
“Janet,” I said. “What you said earlier about sucking me off, are you really happy to do that? I don’t want you to feel obliged to do so, so if you’ve any doubts or reservations just say no - I won’t mind at all. Just stroking my prick would be just as exciting for me.”
”Oh, David,” she said, “I can’t believe that this is happening, but I want to do it. You’ve got me so worked up I feel that my pussy’s on fire and my boobies need to be sucked as well. Of course I’ll do it for you if that’s what you want, because I definitely DO want to do it. What a waste of a life I’ve had, not knowing anything about this sort of thing, so please, please, I really want to do it!”
She added, “I also want to wee on you, and on the bed will be fine, as it would be a bit awkward in the bath. How do you want me to do that, David, I can’t believe this, it’s so exciting!”
“Well, If I lie flat on my back, would you kneel over me so that we’re head to toe, with your pussy over my face? This means we’re both able to get at each others’ important bits at the same time, and, as I say, if you don’t want to suck me off, you could always just stroke me instead. In fact, the sheer excitement and wonder of you in that position will probably make me come on the spot without any assistance at all. What do you think, my angel?”
Her cheeks were redder than ever and she was very fidgety, her eyes bright with excitement. “David, David, you’ve no need to ask. You’ve already given me more pleasure and enjoyment this morning than I can ever remember having at any one time, and I want to repay you in any way that I can. The fact that I’d be able to thoroughly enjoy myself at the same time makes it even better. Let’s stop talking about it and get on with it. Lie back and I’ll get in position.”
She was obviously deadly serious, so I gave my last instructions: “Right,” I said, “ I’m likely to go off quite quickly, so get in position and let me work on your pussy before you touch me, as I could explode at any moment, Just relax, let yourself go and enjoy it, and when you feel that the moment is right, start kissing my prick.” At this I lay back on the bed, she quickly knelt astride me, on knees and elbows, her buttocks high and her ready wet and gaping pussy inches from my face. Ah, bliss!
I nibbled hard on her clitoral button as well as using my tongue, holding her pussy as wide open as possible with my thumbs. I then inserted a couple of fingers to massage the inner area behind the bladder. From her reaction, it was definitely game on!
This carried on for many minutes whilst her movements became more and more frantic and her pussy juicier and juicier. Plus there were a couple of excited spurts of wee. I felt her tense and then she stooped and I felt my throbbing penis being taken into her warm, wet mouth. I redoubled my efforts on her pussy, because I knew I couldn’t last long, as she similarly increased her mouth action on my prick. Suddenly her pussy visibly twitched, and once again there was a distinctive hiss as she let fly with a long stream of her accumulated wee, whilst orgasming at the same time. That lemonade had worked wonders.
She was pressing herself hard against my face as I tried to catch it and drink all of her offerings. It was hot, it was incredible and still, she flowed. It was so intense and magnificent that it triggered me into an orgasm that nearly took my balls off with a discharge that must have rattled her tonsils.
We had finished. She collapsed beside me, still head to toe, panting furiously whilst her lower limbs twitched as the tremors still ran through her body. Her come juices trickled from her, her pussy lips puffy and engorged. I lay there, also panting, my deflating prick still oozing come and twitching from the delightful treat that it had just been given. I gazed upon that delightful pussy which was still pulsing away and I desperately hoped that this would become a feature of my duty visits.
We lay here for a few minutes following these exertions when Janet suddenly stirred and said, “Jump off the bed for a minute,” which I did. She removed the top sheet to reveal a mattress protector which she also whisked off, which left us with a nice dry sheet underneath. A nice bit of forward planning that.
We cuddled as we recovered and, taking a chance, I said, “One thing I must ask is about your superb choice of underwear, it really does get me going, yet I would never have guessed that you dressed that way underneath. Obviously I’d noticed the seamed stockings on my visits, but I never thought that you were wearing the whole set up. If only your daughter was as adventurous as you are!”
She blushed and asked if I remembered Ian who lived next door, to which I replied, “Yes, he was the photographer, wasn’t he?”
“Yes, he was,” she replied, ”and he used to do a lot of lingerie pictures for catalogues and magazines. One day he was doing a shoot for what he called 'sexy undies for the mature woman' and his model failed to turn up so he requested my assistance. I was a bit shy at first, and possibly even a bit shocked with the stockings and so on, and particularly with the sheer pants and bras. But he was an out and out professional, though, and the shoots went very well."
She continued, "As a bonus, I got well paid for doing it. He said I was a 'natural' and as a result, he often called on me when that type of work turned up. Additionally, I’m allowed to keep anything that I’ve modelled, so I’ve got a very large selection to choose from. I often wear it just to cheer myself up, as I said earlier, and I enjoy wearing something special for special occasions, even if no one else knows I’m doing so. Let me know if you have any particular liking in that area and I’ll see what I’ve got.” I said what a lucky girl she was and that I was already overwhelmed with the excellence of her choices, so I’d leave that to her.
Another together shower and then I set off to my brother’s place to collect my kit, whilst looking forward with eager anticipation to the evening.
