We lay together, side by side, my arm under her neck, trying to catch our breath. Roberta and I had just finished a marathon fuck session. We had been at it for over an hour now and I had just rolled off her while we collected ourselves. I could feel my cock continue to shrivel from its previous hardened state, the combined fluids from our mating cooling it as they evaporated.
I turned my head and looked over at Roberta. She lay there still breathing deeply. Her chest rising and falling with each breath, nipples still erect. Her legs lay open, knees slightly bent outwards, arms straight down her sides. I leaned over and turned her to face me, and we kissed. I began to run my hand down her body, spending a few seconds playing with her nipples before continuing downwards. When I crossed over her neatly trimmed bush, I curled my fingers down and ran them through the open folds of her sex. She was drenched with our combined secretions. I could feel them leaking out of her and spilling onto the sheets.
I rolled back over pulling her until she was lying on top of me. We continue to kiss and I started to rub her back, sliding my hands down to cup her ass in my hands. I squeezed her to me while I used my legs to open hers more. I used one hand to slide down and cup her sex. I slid my fingers into her, letting the fluids recoat my fingers and then slid them up over her perinium until I reached the crinkled opening of her forbidden passage. She stiffened in my embrace and moaned into my mouth as I circled her anus. I slid my hand down again and gathered more slick fluids and again circled her crinkled opening. After the third time I was sure it was enough and pressed my middle finger against the opening. It took a little pressure before her sphincter relaxed enough to allow entry. I pushed my middle finger in up to the second knuckle.
She lifted up and looked down at me. "What are you doing to me? Nobody has ever touched me there like that! It feels so strange, so dirty!
"You have such a sexy ass. I just wanted to play with it a bit. I'm surprised nobody has before." I pulled her down and we kissed as I slowly stroked my finger in and out of her ass. She wiggled her hips and gave a slight moan. I started to think about the possibilities and what had gotten us to this point.
It all started over 15 years ago. Roberta was a single mom to a teenage daughter and they were renting a mobile home on our horse farm from my wife and I. We were friends before she was our tenant. I would go on to our property to tend to our horses or do some work on the farm. More often than not, she'd be out and we'd talk. I thought nothing of it. On one particular morning we were talking and she was outside in, I assume, her pajamas and a housecoat.
Now I am a typical guy. I noticed, that for a middle aged woman, she had a really nice looking body, but because we were friends, I never let my thoughts go further than that. We talked quite a lot over the months about many things. In conversations with my wife I'd sometimes tell her about my conversations with Roberta. One time when the three of us were talking she mentioned to Roberta and I that she had heard from another acquaintance that there was a rumor circulating in town that I was having an affair with Roberta! We just laughed it off, but Roberta and I would always joke about it afterwards and when we ran into each other or chat on social media, we would refer to each other as the other "husband" or "wife". Even to the point that at her husband's funeral a few years later (she had remarried and he died unexpectedly) while in the receiving line to give her my condolences, she said "Oh, here's my other husband!"
Anyway, on the day she was in her housecoat, we were talking about an upcoming dinner date she was having and she asked me if I thought it was weird that she was going to serve this new guy a meatloaf dinner. (This was the guy she eventually married.) I jokingly replied "Jeez! I'm supposed to be your other husband and you never invited me for a meatloaf dinner!" We laughed a bit and I was a little surprised at her response. "Well, do you want to come inside?" I didn't know what the meaning of that was at the time, but over the years I've speculated that it might have been an invitation to do the husband/wife thing, if you know what I mean.
Well, I couldn't resist the offer, so I followed her inside. I wasn't totally sure of her meaning, as I said, so I let her take the lead. We walked through the kitchen area and she offered me some coffee. I sat on the couch as she poured us both a cup. She handed me mine and then sat in a chair across from me. When she sat, the bottom of her robe opened enough for me to see quite a bit of leg above the knee. We talked and as she became more comfortable she let her legs open slightly which showed a bit more of her thighs... It was very distracting for me as I also adjusted how I was sitting so I could try and get a better look up her robe while trying not to be very obvious about it. I guess I wasn't as slick as I had hoped because she smiled at me and asked if I liked what I was seeing.
Caught, with no options but to tell the truth, I said; "Roberta, you have some very nice legs and as long as you're willing to show them to me, I'll take advantage and look at whatever you want to show me."
With that, she stood up and walked directly in front of me. I looked up at her and she smiled down at me. She leaned over and grabbed the bottom edges of her robe and began to slowly lift and separate the opening until it was opened to about where it was when she was sitting- about halfway up her thighs. "So, what's so nice about these old legs? What do you think about them?"
"They're sexy as hell! Look at them!" She looked down and I slid foreward to the edge of the couch. I reached out and touched the back of her calves and slid my hands up as I talked, stopping just underneath the bottom edge of her robe. "Nice smooth calves that connect to muscular thighs. I can't help but be jealous of the horses you ride as you squeeze them to stay in the saddle." I looked up at her and told her; "I wonder, what would your lucky lover feel like if you used that squeezing strength to hold him in place while you were making love? I'm jealous of whoever that might be, just thinking about it!"
She inched the robe up a little higher. "Would you like to know what that feels like?"
I snapped my head up and looked at her. I tried to decide if she was serious or not. The look in her eyes and her facial expressions told me she was. "Stand up." When I did, she took my hands in hers. "We are both too old to play kid games. I think you're a handsome guy and I like you -- a lot! To be honest, I've wanted to get together with you for a while now, but never had the opportunity or courage to act on it. This morning, the opportunity presented itself. I haven't made love with someone in a long time and I'm dressed like this because before you came by, I was going to wear the batteries out on my battery-operated boyfriend! When I saw you pull up, I decided to act on my feelings and see where it got me. Now, unless I am total off base, I'm guessing that you are interested in finding out just how hard I can squeeze my thighs. If you are, then stand up and kiss me, then take me to bed!"
I reached up and held her face in my hands as I slowly leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. It was soft and tender, testing the waters a bit. I broke the kiss and looked at her. "You're serious?" She just nodded her head. I reached around and hugged her as our lips smashed together and our tongues began to duel.
She broke the kiss this time. She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me towards her bedroom. Once inside she turned towards me and lifted my shirt over my head. I just stood there and let her do the work. She went for the belt and unbuckled it and when that was done, she unsnapped my pants and pulled the zipper down.
Smiling up at me, she kneeled and grabbed my pants by the waist and pulled them down along with my underwear. Of course, by this time I was as hard as a rock! I'm no porn star, but my respectable seven inches almost hit her in the face. Her smile got bigger when she saw it and she kissed the head before bending further over to remove my shoes and socks. "Lift your feet up so I can get all this out of the way!" I did as ordered and in a matter of what seemed like seconds after entering the room I was completely naked. She leaned over and licked the drop of precome that was there. "Mmm. I like that."
She went to reach for me, but I stopped her. "Someone is completely overdressed, and it isn't me! Stand up! It's my turn!" She stood and as we passionately kissed I slid her bathrobe off her shoulders and let it fall to her feet. I slid my hands down to her ass and pulled her against me.
We stood there kissing passionately for a few seconds. When we ended the kiss I held her at arms length and looked at her. Neither of us are spring chickens. We are both in our mid-fifties, so I was looking at a mature woman who had brought at least one child into the world. She wasn't a skinny hard bodied twenty something, but she has stayed in pretty good shape. A nice body with a little muscle on her bones. She stands about five foot seven or so with greying black hair. Her breasts, I guessed, were 34c's and only sagged a little. Her nipples were erect and stood out prominently on quarter sized areolae. She had a little paunch in the belly, but it's much smaller than mine and on her, it looked good. Further down I noticed that she kept her garden trimmed short, which I like, a lot! And those legs! Solid as a rock! This was going to be fun.