Rachel at 36 was a senior NHS nurse, very intelligent, very sharp; at the top of her game. She was 5' 6", about 81/2 stone, slim waist, nice evenly sized chest and arse. Bobbed blond hair and blue eyes. There wasn't much fat on her but what she'd got was in all the right places.
I'd known her for quite a few years. We used to make sweet music together -- real music that is. There was no hint of sex. I was, after all, just a week older than her father.
She was aggressively single with an impressive line in rapier-like put-downs that left chat-up artistes reeling. Nevertheless, I had the feeling that she had an occasional encounter. Some days she'd have a big smile and an unmistakable air of sexual satisfaction about her.
I supposed she sometimes trawled the bars for one-off encounters but I couldn't guess whether with males or females.
She was driving me down to the west country one Friday morning. We were performing that evening in Ilfracombe. My wife was following by train the following morning. We'd been idly chatting on the way down and had just passed the Stonehenge traffic jam. We were making excellent time so Rachel turned off towards an out-of-the-way pub for lunch.
"Alan, may I ask you a personal question?"
"I think you have 'personal question' rights after all these years Rachel. What do you want to know?"
"Do you and Judy still have an active sex life?"
Wow -- right from the hip as usual but I didn't see that one coming.
"Not for several years. She went off the idea completely."
"But you still sleep together."
"Only when we have house guests. When we're alone I have the narrow bedroom at the back."
"So what do you do to keep sane. Surely a man as attractive and sexy as you hasn't given up on women yet?"
"Well -- I have no... regular arrangements... but I do have the occasional moment. Where are you going with this Rachel?"
"Ah! There's the pub."
We had a pie and a half-pint and were sitting with a pot of tea before she gave me a clue.
"I assume you find me attractive?"
"Yes of course -- you are very lovely, definitely to my taste. You're not just fishing for compliments. What are you really asking."
"Well -- you are one of the few friends I have that hasn't tried to get into my pants."
"Yes -- well. Not for want of wishing. But you know me better that that. I would never hit on my friends." She raised an eyebrow. "Well certainly not without an invitation."
"We'd better make a move. We don't want to be late on parade."
We travelled in silence until we reached Taunton.
"So what does Judy think of your 'occasional moments'?"
I watched her drive for a minute or two.
"She's never enquired."
"And you don't tell her."
"I've not seen the need so far."
"What would you do if she found out -- do you think you could fool her."
"I wouldn't even try. If Judy wants to know what I'm doing she need only ask."
"And you'd tell her?"
"I don't really do lies. I'm not very good at them so I rarely bother. I don't recall any significant lies that I've tried to get past Judy."
"Not even little white lies?"
"Well -- I do exaggerate a bit -- I do have a penis." She laughed.
"Yes. Well I'm sure she makes allowances for that -- we mostly do. So why doesn't she ask about your sex life?"
"I presume she doesn't want to know."
"You don't think she's just not noticed."
"We both know she's far too smart to be able to make that assumption."
We arrived in Ilfracombe and checked into our B&B. We had two hours before the show so it was a quick shower and down to the venue to set up and sound check.
After the sound check we were in the bar having a quick pint.
"So what would you do with an invitation if you got one?."
I knew what she was referring to.
"Rachel! Are you proposing a meaningless, casual, one-night stand?"
"Not really. I haven't had a 'partner' since I was 20. That ended very badly and I seriously thought about swearing off sex for good. Trouble is, I like it. A lot.
"I'm getting a bit tired of picking up deadbeats. I can't take them home and most of them have no idea how to make love to a woman." She leaned closed and dropped her voice.
"What I'd like is an occasional fuck-buddy. Someone I can respect who'll take care of my cunt and stay out of my business." She sat back to observe my reaction.
"You are by far the best candidate that I've found. You are closer to being 'one of the girls' than any other male I've known -- apart from my dad.
"So if you'd like to audition for the part you can call at my room tonight. It will be casual but it won't be meaningless and I'm hoping it won't end up being just one night."
She sat patiently while I gazed into her baby-blue eyes for a minute.
"Rachel I would love to. Yes. Please."
The concert went quite well and afterwards we all piled into a local pub. I stuck to virgin Marys. There's only a limited amount of tomato juice that I can take without booze though so I turned in early. As I left Rachel caught my eye. Her expression didn't change but I knew I was in for a long night.
I went back to the B&B, showered and cleaned my teeth. Then I sat and read for a while. Rachel's voice was just a little too loud as she said an emphatic good night to the conductor while stood outside my door.
I waited ten minutes then opened my door. The corridor was empty and dimly lit. There was no one about. I padded along in my bare feet until I got to Rachel's room. I didn't want to be spotted outside her room so I took a chance and tried the door. It was unlocked. I slipped in quickly and shut the door quietly behind me.
She was sitting in a chair facing the door. She was wearing a pair of red satin briefs and a big smile. She rose and walked past me to lock the door.
Then she turned and put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear. "I was right -- you are smart enough to fuck me!"
We shared a long soft kiss. I held her shoulder blades and gently pressed her heavy breasts against my chest. I could feel her erect nipples through my thin shirt.
She broke the kiss and whispered in my ear; "I'm going to unwrap you. She pushed me gently away and I stood, relaxed, while she slowly removed my shirt and trousers. "Hmmm -- commando! - Bad boy!"
She quickly shed her knickers, grabbed my cock and led me to the bed. She lay down and patted the bed beside her. I lay down beside her and pressed against her side. I laid my hand on her belly and kissed her again.
"I need to ask you some questions." She said. "I hope you don't mind."
"Sure -- ask away. You are a nurse after all."
"When did you last have penetrative sex."
"About 3 months ago."
"Was that a regular partner or casual."
"Casual."
"Protected?"
"No. Bare."
"Do you often have unprotected sex?
"Whenever I can."
"Do you get yourself tested?"
"Yes -- every 6 -- 8 weeks."
"When was the last time?"
"Last week." She raised an eyebrow. "All clear."
She thought for a moment. "OK. You can do me bare. You can come in my mouth or cunt but no anal today. OK?"
"Whatever you want is fine by me. I don't mind wearing a mac if that's what you want."
"Oh no. I much prefer skin-to-skin." She reached down and grabbed my cock. It was almost fully hard.
"Well this is a nice surprise! Quite a bit more than average!" Her eyes twinkled. "I'll suck yours if you suck mine."
"I would love to suck yours!" I said and slid down the bed. She wriggled into the middle of the bed and opened her legs.
I stood at the foot of the bed, grabbed her ankles and dragged her down the bed. She giggled. I knelt on the floor, slid my hands under her legs and held her thighs at the top.
I was starring at a beautiful plump pussy. Glistening with juice.
"You look ready to go!"
"I've been creaming my jeans ever since you said 'yes' this evening!"
I planted my lips at the top of her cleft and gave her another long kiss. I kept my lips and tongue very soft as I explored her muffin.
"Mmmm -- I do love being eaten!"
"Mmff, mmf." I said as I slid my tongue deep into her and scooped up some muffin juice. Delicious!