I had been out of high school now for several years, when one afternoon, a very dear friend of mine called me. When I answered the telephone, I could not believe whose voice I heard on the other end.
I said Mary, what a pleasant surprise! I am so glad you called, I thought that perhaps you had forgotten about me. Mary apologized for not keeping in touch; after all we did have a brief steamy affair at one time when I was younger. In fact, She was one of several mature married women that I had brief, passionate affairs with.
Mary seemed impressed that I was so happy to hear from her. I told her that I would never forget how special our relationship was. Especially one particular warm summer night that really defined my passion for older women. Mary was a fantastic lover and a wonderful woman, but our sexual relationship was based strictly on lust and not love. Had I been a bit older and met Mary before she married, I truly think that I would have fallen in love with her.
All the same, I never will forget the sensuous rendezvous that we had when I was younger. Her husband never knew and we thought that it was best at the time to discontinue our affair. After all, Mary had two small children to consider. We both agreed that the sex was wonderful and were mutually satisfied. I often wondered if Mary would ever contact me again after our amicable split.
Mary said that she realized this was really out of the blue, but could I possibly come by her house later that afternoon? I sensed a degree of urgency in her voice and even after all we had been through, I still admired her and I would do anything for her. I said sure, I would come by about five O'clock this afternoon. Mary thanked me and said that she was looking forward to seeing me again. I know that I definitely wanted to see her again, she was a fantastic lover and did not hold anything back.
The rest of the day I was so anxious about seeing her again, I could close my eyes and see her lovely face and smell her earthly scent. I was definitely smitten by her mature charms. I dressed casually and just before five O'clock I arrived. I was so giddy; I had a difficult time concentrating.
And I did not want to appear too eager.
As I approached her front door, I could see that Mary had the curtains closed in the living room window. Just like she used to do when I would come over for our special times. I was hopefully optimistic about this evening. When I knocked on the door, Mary answered and she was absolutely stunning. Just as I remembered her and her perfume was very sweet and inviting. As usual, Mary had applied her makeup flawlessly and her lips were shimmering.
She smiled so wide and we hugged and I wanted so desperately to pull her close and kiss her passionately. I exercised all of the restraint that I could mange. It appeared that this sweet woman had not aged a bit since I last saw her and she maintained her slim figure. We lingered for a few minutes and I felt ashamed that I was becoming aroused already. Mary always had that effect on me.
As Mary and I parted our embrace, I could yell that Mary had something on her mind. She seemed a bit distracted and this bothered me because I had such high regard for her feelings. Mary asked if I would like a cup of coffee and did I still drink it black? I responded yes to both questions. And as I observed her maneuvering about the kitchen so effortlessly, in cute little slippers with a small heel, making a light tapping sound as she walked.
I could see a slight bit of gray in her frosted hair and her hips were just a little wider than I remember, but by no means was she even overweight. More toward the voluptuous side if anything and I loved every inch of her. I particularly admired her petite ankles her shapely legs. Mary always did have lovely legs and a nice firm well rounded ass. She was still a very sexy and desirable woman. Not very many people would guess that she was in her mid forties.
Mary was wearing a big fluffy velour robe and I just assumed that she had recently showered and did not have time to dress yet. She often wore a robe before she dressed to go out for the evening. As she came towards me with my coffee, she was smiling sweetly and I suspected that she knew that I was ogling her, but I could not help myself.
As Mary handed me my coffee, her robe was partially open and I could not help but admire a glimpse of her milky white thighs. Mary was a Very light skinned woman and she did not particularly care for sunbathing.
When Mary sat down, she crossed her legs slightly and I could see that she was wearing some sort of satiny undergarment, perhaps a camisole.
It appeared to be a light blue with some type of dark blue trim.
I could not help but think that perhaps Mary was teasing me a bit, to see if there is still a spark. There was definitely more than a spark, she was still a stunning woman in my eyes and I wanted her desperately.
As Mary began her conversation, her lips and her gorgeous eyes mesmerized me. I could not take my eyes off of her; I have had younger women who could just not compare to her charms. Mary confided in me that she and her husband were no longer intimate and she needed to be romanced and loved. After all, she was younger than he was and she had urges and desires that needed to be fulfilled. I almost jumped from my seat and volunteered for the task.
Mary further elaborated that she and her friends have compared notes and she knew of the intimate encounters that I have shared with them as well and she admittedly was a bit jealous. I assured Mary that she did not need to be jealous because after all, She was the first mature woman that I ever had an affair with and by far the most satisfying. Not to mention the fact that she did introduce me to her friends because she wanted them to experience for them selves what you too enjoyed.
Mary placed her soft slender hand in mine and I immediately wanted to take her beautifully manicured and painted fingers into my mouth and suck them. That was one of the first things that I did for her when we became intimate and she enjoyed that very much. I was in heaven with her hand on mine; she was so warm and sensuous. It was quite difficult for me to keep my emotions in check, as Mary looked me in the eyes and spoke.
I asked Mary where her husband was now and she explained that he was away for the weekend on a bowling tournament. I could feel the heat rising in my loins as Mary spoke and I detected a glimmer of lust her eyes as well. I was by no means a stud and for the life of me, I could not understand what Mary saw in me. I was just this young geeky kind of guy that loved older women. I was truly flattered that Mary even gave me the slightest chance as a lover.
I asked her where her boys were and she explained that they were on an outing with their friends for the weekend as well. I could not hold back any longer, so I made a bold move and I leaned over, put my hands on Mary's shoulders and pulled her towards me and gave her the most passionate kiss. To my delight, Mary did not hesitate to return my kiss eagerly with open mouth and our tongues were wrestling frantically.
I missed her passionate kisses so much, I just wanted to devour her and never stop. Mary so loving, she placed her hands behind my neck and pulled me even closer to her as I cupped her face in my hands and gently caressed her beautiful face. I could not get enough of her, I would have been content to just kiss her and hold her close while inhaling her intoxicating fragrance. Mary was truly an exceptional woman.
I gently ran my hands through Mary's hair and massaged her neck and let my hands glide up and down her slender shoulders. Mary was the first to break our embrace and as she caught her breath, she told me that she missed that most of all. I confided I her that not a day went by that I did not yearn to hold her and share her sensuous kisses. Having told her that, I put my arms around her waist and pulled her to me again and now I could feel her trembling, just like the very first time that we kissed.
I was not only in lust with Mary, I realized at this moment that I was in love with her. I gently kissed her graceful neck and gave her little love bite from her ears to her shoulders. At One point, I felt her quiver and she held me tighter. I felt compelled to tell her that I was in love with her and she surprised me by saying that she was falling in love with me too. However, she tempered that statement by telling me that she could never leave her husband and she did not to hurt her family.
Reluctantly, I told her that I understood and did not want her to feel pressured into loving me too. I noticed tears in her eyes and I apologized for upsetting her. She replied that she was not upset, those were tears of joy and she so wanted to hear me say those words even though we could only have our special times together. I kissed her tears away and gently kissed her face all over and told her once again what a beautiful desirous woman she was and I will always respect her.
I told Mary that our intimate moment would be the most treasured of all my memories and I was glad that we could have them. As I continued kissing Mary, she slowly began rubbing her hips against mine and I pulled the sash loose on her robe and exposed her beautiful body. Mary gasped as the cool air swept over her warm exposed flesh.
As my greedy hands explored her full luscious body, I felt the very smooth material of the sexy fabric covering her soft abdomen. I held her at arm's length for a moment to burn this vision of loveliness into my mind forever. Mary was the most stunning woman that I have ever met and I kept telling her over and over that she was so sexy. I have met more attractive women since, but no woman will ever rival Mary's charms and sensuality.