It had been a community meeting and I was glad it had ended. An elderly gentleman impeccably dressed in a blazer tie and navy blue slacks came over and spoke to me. He was a well spoken man who I mentally guessed to be around 80. I vaguely remembered meeting him somewhere before.
"I never forget a pupils mother's face but forgive me your name has slipped my memory".
I introduced myself and he said "I taught all of your children one of them boarded but sadly not in my house."
Then I recalled he was Head of English and a Housemaster over 30 years before when each of my children had attended Sevenoaks School. I knew his wife far better as she used to invite parents to the large school house for boarders for garden parties and other social get togethers.
"Do you still live in Sevenoaks?"
No we bought a quiet house in Chevening for retirement. You probably recall my wife Betty who sadly died 10 years ago."
I was sorry to hear that and said so.
"My dear I would like to offer you lunch a drink if you have time."
"Oh how nice I was thinking of going for a pub lunch."
"Splendid."
We parked at the pub on the edge of town and decided to sit out doors, ordered and both had soft drinks as we were driving.
" I want to ask you a question which may be offensive to you; I have been widowed for a long time and wondered whether we could talk dirty to each other if you visited me at home?"
I smiled broadly and whispered " I love to talk dirty you are making my cunt wet at the thought!."
He relaxed and enjoyed the meal. I could see his crotch bulge and my white thong was definitely wet; this was loaded with sexy potential for both of us. I had never considered meeting an elderly man could contain potential excitement but he evidently needed to indulge a fantasy and I was excited.
We drove to the tiny village and I parked in his driveway with relief as the village was not designed for cars and had an ancient parish church on the North Downs.
"Welcome and I am so glad you were not offended. May I offer you a drink?"
I asked for a glass of water and he made himself a cup of tea.
"You see we used to talk dirty during sex now I talk dirty as though she is here with me."
I said I just get excited talking dirty to strangers in online chats as I not had a relationship for decades.
"I thought of asking an attractive well spoken woman if she would like to talk to me in that way."
Oh I do like the idea Frank and it does excite me to talk like a slut to a man. Fuck no one ever asked me before!"
"Fuck that is sexy you are perfect."
He excused himself and went off to change in his bedroom. I nipped to the toilet and took my wet slippery thong off. I was wearing an ankle length dress. I had worn a bra to the public meeting but my hard nipples were still visible through the lacy material.
He wore a shower robe and we were seated a coffee table apart.
"If you forgive me saying so your nipples are visible through your dress, you look lovely." His robe parted and a naked cock throbbed in my direction.
"Nice hard cock Frank thanks for showing me!"
