Elizabeth is an attractive lady from Cambridge, England, who spends her winters in a small village, a Pueblo Blanco as they call them, in Spain on the Mediterranean coast. There are many ex-pats living there and she has made many friends. She was divorced six months ago and now she thinks it time to get out and find another relationship. She misses the intimacy of being with a man but nervous about being with somebody new since she has only had sex with her ex-husband.
On Sunday's her ex-pat group meets at a restaurant to gossip and drink wine. This week she was sitting beside Keith with whom she has had a secret crush. He's older than her but very fit, intelligent and funny. This was the kind of man that Elizabeth was yearning to meet. He had been married three times and he's constantly flirting with all the women, a real ladies' man. Elizabeth like the other women, love his attention. He often said he must have a woman around his home or he'd go crazy. His wife had to fly back to Chicago on a family matter. Here is how their conversation unfolded after a few glasses of wine.
Keith said, "Elizabeth, how can you be living alone? I must be living with a woman. I've been married three times. It's natural and a better way to live. You must get a man. You are very attractive. Go out there."
Elizabeth replied, "There are not any really good men like you around." That was flirt versus flirt in fun. "I heard your wife Ruth is out of town. You said you needed a woman around or you'd go crazy. How are you surviving?"
"Yes, very true, I'm going nuts without any female companionship. Why don't you come over and be a wife to me, make me dinner and stay the night?" This was normal Keith flirting behavior. He had no idea that he had hit Elizabeth at exactly the time she was open for a naughty liaison.
"Where will I sleep?" She said looking guiltily around and with a much lower voice.
"On the side of the bed closest to the washroom. I know you ladies get up often in the night." He whispered in jest, close to her ear,
"What time should I come over?" She bit her lip, looks around even more guiltily. She couldn't believe those words came out of her mouth.
"How about seven?" He suddenly realized she was serious.
"Okay, but never tell a soul."
"My lips are sealed."
They continued with small talk until Elizabeth left early to shop for the makings of a seafood paella to bring with her. She stopped at the lingerie shop for some sexy underthings. Her heart was beating fast the whole time as her naughty date filled her mind and stimulated her senses.
Elizabeth's perspective;
I can't believe I'm walking to Keith's place with a seafood paella and sex on the menu. It feels good to be alive and ready to be touched by a man. After all, my divorce was six months ago, and we weren't intimate quite a while before that. It's been too long. I love the sensual intimacy of sex. That wasn't the problem with my ex. Keith is many things my ex wasn't like fit, funny and a gentleman. I had thought naughty things about him even before he propositioned me. I hope he likes my body. It's similar to his wife's. We both do yoga. I know I'm attractive. Men have been hitting on me all my life, but I was a faithful wife. I don't have any experience of sex except within my marriage. Keith is the he-man type of guy that takes control. I'll just go along with what he wants. Three wives can't be wrong. I get a thrill just thinking about it. This will be a win-win not that his ego needs a boost.
I loved getting all dressed up for this evening, even going out to buy a sexy panty and bra set. Thank goodness, I brought a nice dress here to Spain. The dark long nylons also make me feel so sexy. I hope none of my friends see me. It's obvious from my clothes that I'm out with sex as a mission. I don't want to cause a scandal with all my ex-pat and Spanish friends.
Here I am at Keith's place. Take a deep breath Elizabeth and knock on that door. It opens. My goodness, he is so handsome and tall. I step inside quickly. He looks me up and down. I feel a hot blush on my cheeks as his lusty, animal nature is so obvious on his face.
"You look incredible."
"Thanks."
We do a standard Spanish hug greeting awkwardly with the paella dish in both my hands.
"Show me to the kitchen, kind gentleman. I need to warm up this paella."
"Right this way. I love to see my women happy in the kitchen."
"I have an oven just like this. The paella will be ready in no time."
The intensity of his gaze and the lust charged atmosphere make me turn away shyly and busy myself with the oven. I can feel him looking at me even with my back to him. I so hope he likes what he sees. My god, how will I feel when we are naked? The paella is in the oven, and I turn back towards him. He is so tall.
"I have your favorite white wine in the fridge. There you go, my secret is out. I've been watching you and admiring you. You are an attractive woman, Elizabeth."
"Oh, Keith, you are such a flirt. But please don't stop."
"Let's take the wine with a couple of glasses onto the balcony and look out at the Mediterranean while we chat."
"Good idea, but let's wait for the balcony until it's dark. I don't want anybody knowing I'm here and being naughty."
"I'm so glad, you decided to be naughty with me."
He comes to me and we kiss a sweet exploratory kiss. I relax. He likes me. He wants me. It's all good.
"Let's go into the living room and get know each other better. The glasses are in that cupboard, and I'll get the wine." In the living room, he points. "The sofa is good." We sit a formal distance apart. "Here's to the good life in Spain."
"To the good life."
The wine is cold and delicious. It was so kind of him to remember this is my favorite. He is a real caring gentleman.
"Elizabeth, come closer. You are way too far away." I shift myself near him. "I love your perfume. Very nice." Words are caught in my throat. I'm too nervous to talk. "Elizabeth, you are so attractive. You must get back out there and live again." Thank goodness he broke the ice.
"I've been thinking about that recently. It's been long enough after my divorce. Your naughty offer hit me at the right time."
"Lucky me."
My goodness, he put his hand around my waist and onto my bottom. It's starting. My god it's really happening. I'm glad he is a horny guy that wants me.
"Your ass feels great." My face feels so hot. "I love a nice womanly ass. That's my favorite."
"You naughty man."
I want him to know he can touch me anywhere. I lean into his body and put my hand on his chest. I can feel his strong pecs under the shirt.
"You bet I'm a naughty man."
"Keith, I'm a bit nervous. My ex was the only man I've been with. I hope I can be a good lover for you."
"Don't worry. It will be all good. Just do what I say, and things will be fine."
Oh good, he will lead, and I will happily follow.
"The paella must be ready. I'll go get it." I walk to the kitchen. I hear him shout.
"Okay, I'll set the table."
I lean on the counter to get control of myself. My mind is in a tizzy. Elizabeth, you are acting like a teenager. Get a grip. You have had a lot of sex. It will be fine; just like riding a bike. Just relax. Okay, back out with the paella. The table is nicely set, and the candles are very romantic. Soft Spanish classical guitar music is playing in the background. What a guy.
"I love paella. That looks great, and it smells delicious."
"I took a Spanish cooking course. Let me dish you out some."
Oh my, he's staring at my cleavage with a lusty, hungry look as I bend to serve him. I'll dish out the paella slowly so he can take a good look. This is the naughty reason I wore my dress with the deepest cleavage. It feels good to have a virile, attractive man attracted to me. It's been so long. I sit and we start eating. My god, he is so brazenly still staring at my chest. I feel a hot blush on my cheeks. I can't look at him in the eyes. They are too intense. I'll pull my shoulders back to lift my breasts for him. It feels good to be sexy.
"Elizabeth, truthfully, this is the best paella I've had. It's amazing."
"Thanks Keith, I appreciate that."
We eat, drink another glass of wine and chat. He offers a second glass.
"I better not drink too much. You might take advantage of me."
"Your damn right, I'm going to take advantage of you." We laugh. "It's dark now. Let's go out onto the balcony. Let's not worry about these dirty dishes."
The fresh air off the ocean is so invigorating. I take in a big lungful and my spirit soars. Life is good here in Spain. Keith puts his hand around my shoulder, and I snuggle into his warm body. I'd almost forgotten how nice it feels to be in the embrace of a strong man. We look out to the town lights under the millions of stars in the clear sky. It is so peaceful. I reach my lips up to his and we kiss. My goodness I have missed kissing. Oh my, he is cupping my breast. Men are so predictable. Yes, that feels good.
"God, I've been wanting to hold your breasts since it seems like forever. They feel amazing."
"Oh Keith, you make me blush. My goodness."
He has slipped his hand inside my bra. Whew, he knows his way around a woman's breast and nipple. Sweet Mary, that is so nice. I kiss his lips frantically as he pleasures my breasts. What's this? He's taking my hand to his crotch.
