As he stepped out of the mid morning Spanish sun and into the air conditioned foyer of his apartment building, Paul thought back over the last 3 mornings spent in the company of Debs, the latest in a long line of middle aged bored British housewives that he'd bedded since retiring early at 59. Mornings had followed a similar pattern since meeting her at the bar of the Dog and Puddle pub a few nights ago.
He'd get up and make her a cup of tea which she drank in bed while he showered, then while she showered he'd go to the local shop to pick her up 20 fags. On his return to the apartment they'd fuck and then carry on with the rest of their day. As he stepped into the lift and pressed 10 for the top floor he decided that this morning he fancied something different, this morning he decided he'd like to unload in her mouth, sure, she'd sucked him before, but as yet she hadn't taken a load in her mouth, time to change that!
The lift reached his floor and he walked down the long corridor towards his small but modern apartment. He calculated that since he'd left the flat 15 minutes earlier Debs would have showered and dried herself and would now be sat out on the balcony wearing one of his big t-shirts, his plan was to simply walk out to the balcony, stand in front of her, take out his massive cock and tell her to open her mouth, thinking about it as he opened his front door and entered the apartment he felt his cock stiffen in his shorts.
He walked through the small entrance hall into the living area from where he could see the balcony through the large glass sliding doors that led out to it. Debs wasn't sitting down as he'd envisioned but rather was stood up with her back to him leaning against the low wall of the balcony no doubt enjoying the view of the Med and the golden beach below, one thing he had guessed correctly was that she was indeed wearing one of his old t-shirts and he could clearly see half her generously sized white arse peeking out below it.