This is my first submission to Literotica so I would be interested in any feedback. I hope you enjoy the story which has a little bot of truth truth but is mostly fantasy.
Bike ride with a happy ending
I live in the Cotswolds in England and during the early stages of the lockdown I started going out on bike rides. One reason for starting cycling again was to get fit, but it was also a way of escaping from home for a while and enjoying the Cotswolds countryside.
The weather was so beautiful in early April, the unusual early warmth meaning that regular stops for water were essential. This particular day I was feeling pretty horny, my sex life was in the doldrums and masturbating whilst my wife was in the bath was my main outlet. However, I love to feel the sun on my cock so having found a secluded spot, out of sight from the road, I took a long slurp of water and then contemplated feeling myself in the sunshine. I pulled my cycling shorts down and started stroking my penis but nothing much happened. Maybe it was because of the worry that I would be found out? I don't know. I did contemplate getting out my phone and watching some porn movies of hairy MILFs feeling themselves but then out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw some movement. At the far end of the field was a wall and behind it was a farmhouse garden, was there someone watching me? I wasn't sure but the moment had passed, my penis was limp, so I pulled my shorts back up and wheeled my bike out of the field and got back on.
It was hard getting going again in the full sun, so I changed down a couple of times and as I was speeding up, I passed a lone farmhouse. As I approached, I noticed that a woman was walking briskly to the gate and as I passed, she came out onto the side of the road. She had a nice pretty face, maybe about 50 years old, quite fit and she was wearing a pretty loose-fitting top and quite a short skirt.
She looked quite serious and said, "I saw what you were doing a couple of minutes ago." My bike wobbled then I slowed down and came to halt.
I said, "I don't know what you mean." I could feel my face starting to blush and strangely I could also feel the blood starting to rush to my penis.
She persisted, "I saw you take your shorts down and feel yourself."
Now I became defensive and decided that I should admit what I had done and say sorry, I didn't want her reporting me to the police. "Yeh, sorry about that, I was feeling horny and wanted to feel myself, but it didn't work out. I thought no one was around, sorry, please don't be offended."
Throughout this short conversation the woman's face had been very serious but suddenly it changed, and she was beaming from ear to ear. I slowly relaxed, "You had me there for a moment, I thought you were going to shop me to the police."
She introduced herself as Carol and explained that she lived on her own and she asked me whether I would like to come in for a refreshing homemade lemonade. I explained that under lockdown rules I wasn't supposed to come onto her property even outside but suddenly she ushered me through the gate and told me to take my bike round the corner out of sight. Just then a car went past, a nosy neighbour she explained. I decided that stopping for a quick lemonade wouldn't do any harm and she looked kind of lonely.
She took me down to the bottom of the garden to a place that was very secluded, it was lovely and shady, and a jug of lemonade was on the table, she went to get another glass. I watched her walking towards the door, she really did have a nice figure, not too slim but not too fat either. I sat down in a low garden chair and when Carol got back, she sat opposite me. As she leaned forward to sit in her chair her top fell forward and I got a great view of her lacy bra that was holding in her ample breasts. Once again, I could feel the blood moving to my penis. I think she noticed me checking her out, but she didn't say anything. It was getting quite painful sitting in my very tight cycling shorts, I hoped she didn't notice my discomfort or the reason.
Carol was sitting directly opposite me and her chair was slightly higher than mine so I could look up her skirt if she opened her legs. To start with her legs were crossed so there was nothing to see but then she uncrossed them, and I started to get glimpses of her panties. They seemed to be a light colour and once again lacy. It must have been pretty obvious what I was doing but instead of closing her legs she seemed to open them a bit more, maybe just to get some air to her pussy, it was a very hot day. Anyway, the pressure in my cycling shorts wasn't going away and it was becoming more obvious. I needed a distraction.
"So, how's lockdown treating you Carol, I guess you could feel quite isolated out here in the country?"
Carol seemed to think for a minute, then answered, "Well I don't need to hide anything from you so I will tell you truth. For me lockdown stinks. I am here on my own and feel very isolated. That's one reason why I ran to the gate to speak to you. I just wanted some human contact. Is that so wrong?"
"No, it isn't wrong, although Boris might disagree because I have broken the rules coming onto your property."
It was clear from the look on Carol's face that she didn't think much of the UK Prime Minster, "Normally I spend a lot of the week at community activities but all of them have closed and there is only so much Netflix and Amazon Prime that you can watch. So, what about you? How's lockdown treating you?"
"Well I am in the perfect bubble with my wife and my youngest son who is home early from university. We go out for walks several times a week and I have enjoyed cooking different recipes. What's not to like?"
Carol looked puzzled, "So why were you standing in a field with your cycling shorts pulled down having a wank? Surely you have plenty of time for that at home. Isn't your wife satisfying your needs?"
I paused for a moment before answering, "No she isn't satisfying my needs, unfortunately. We have never been that compatible from a sex point of view. However, we have been happily married for over 35 years so I guess I must love her, she is still my soulmate despite the ongoing frustration."
I decided to move the conversation back to Carol's lockdown, "So why is an attractive lady like you all on her own during lockdown?"
Carol was clearly a bit embarrassed by my compliment, "Well a couple of years ago I got divorced, it was pretty messy even though we don't have kids. I landed up keeping this house and my ex-husband is now living with a 30-year-old in London. Last I heard she was pregnant, so he is going to be a father at 55 years old. Lucky him."
During our conversation I tried not to stare at the top of her legs but it is was very difficult not to and I was sure that a wet patch was forming on her panties and I could now see the outline of her pussy lips. I was getting very hot and bothered!