Greg and I enjoyed each other for the remainder of that term. Unfortunately he changed colleges the following term as his parents thought that he was under achieving. I wonder why?
After Greg left, I had plenty of time before the next term began, to reflect on how I was feeling, both as a person and as a middle aged woman who had just enjoyed a very torrid relationship with a young man almost out of his teens. As a person I was happy with myself and the newly discovered sexual freedom I was enjoying. As a middle aged woman I was self confident, happy with myself and definately slimmer and fitter than I had been in years. So it was true that regular sex keeps one fit!
As the start of the new term approached, I found myself thinking more and more what it would bring. I had spent the break sifting through my late husband's collection of tapes and latterly discs. I destroyed all the old video tapes as they were both too old, and took up too much room, besides I was starting my own collection. I generally tidied my secret room and got things less cluttered. I even renewed some of the recording hardware after scrutinizing appropriate websites and magazines for the best equipment that I could afford.
The big day finally arrived, and not a moment too soon. I found myself watching the recordings of Greg's antics when he first arrived here. I was in need of some physical contact of the male variety.
I dressed that morning, fairly conservatively, in a three quarter length black skirt, sheer white blouse with a frilly collar and cuffs and a wide black belt to show off my now, quite slender waist. I felt sexy that morning and wore white lacey underwear which comprised of fairly brief panties (for me) suspenders and stockings and the sheerest white bra that I had. It was very lacey and very see through. I looked at myself in the mirror and was pleased that my nipples were not visible, but my bra certainly was. My only dread at this stage, was that the college would send me a geek, or a student so unattractive, that I was going to be in for a term of purgatory.
I need not have worried. As I stood looking through the blinds from the kitchen, a cab pulled up. The driver got out and so did the passenger. The trunk was opened and numerous sports bags, grips and clothes covers were deposited on the sidewalk. The tall passenger paid the driver and the cab left. I was impressed. The young man was about six feet tall and dressed in well fitting slacks which showed off his large thigh muscles and trim waist. He wore a short college bomber jacket with a white T shirt underneath. Didn't I mention, he was an African American and very handsome. His face had more white American features than Negro and the pale brown colour of his skin led me to believe, correctly, as it transpired that he had mixed race ancestry.
The door bell rang and I answered the door with expectation. I was greeted with a beaming smile and an offered hand. I shook the hand and Leo introduced himself.
"Hi I'm Leo, pleased to meet you, The college sent me. I hope I've come to the right place?"
"I'm Carol, and yes you have. Bring your bags in and I'll show you around."
I gave Leo the tour and told him of the meal times, gave him a key to the door and after the tour we had coffee. I was gratified to see Leo "stealing" occasional glances at my cleavage, which gave me an incredibly warm feeling inside.
"I expect you will want to freshen up after your trip Leo?"
"Take your time, lunch isn't for another few hours, so take your time settling in."
"Thanks Carol, I'll unpack and shower off the trip."
I helped Leo with some of his smaller bags and as we went to his room I asked him what he was going to be studying.
"Ancient history" he replied, with an expression betrayed the fact that he was not enthused.
"You don't seem too enthusiastic." I responded.
"No, it's not my choice, it's my parents, they think I ought to do it to get the college thing ingrained in me before I take a degree in law."
"I have to jump through this hoop first, in order to do what I want." he said with a resigned shrug.
"The time will soon pass." I said sympathetically.
"I'll leave you to get your things unpacked and settle in."
I went to my bedroom where I had installed a laptop with a wireless network link to the one in the 'room'. The effort and time that I had spent during the holiday was about to, I hoped, pay dividends. Was this the day that I would see my first black cock?
I settled into the plush leather chair and switched on the lap top. I activated the software that I needed and Leo's room appeared on the split screen. The other half of the split screen was displaying the bathroom, the shower in particular.
Leo was sat on the bed, trying out the firmness of the mattress. After stretching out on the bed for a few moments, he began to unpack his cases and bags. I noticed that he was very precise in packing his drawers and where he put things in the wardrobe. I thought to myself, that I would not be doing too much tidying or cleaning up after him.
When he had finished packing everything away, he removed his T shirt and sat on the bed. opening his lap top case. He proceeded to turn it on and waited for it to boot. He spent about five minutes with it and then closed it down. I assumed that he was sending an e mail to his parents, informing them of his safe arrival.
Leo then stood and proceeded to remove his slacks. He stood, only in his white briefs, his young, well toned muscular body, a sight to behold. He was obviously an athlete as he had all the attributes of one. I was getting very hot watching him moving around the room, willing him to remove his briefs. He bent over and gathered up a toilet bag and towel and walked to the bathroom. He entered and turned on the shower. I noticed the steam begin to fill the shower stall and congratulated myself at having the foresight to polish the little camera lens with an anti-mist cream.
I watched as Leo shaved at the vanity unit, his firm, and muscular butt and large thighs contrasting with the white colour of his briefs. He finished shaving and tested the temperature of the shower spray. He turned and stooped to remove his briefs. I had never seen a cock so big, that was not erect. It was totally fascinated as he entered the shower and started to lather himself. I watched the dark outline of his form as he moved around and washed his hair and his body. I also noticed that he paid particular attention to his manly attribute.
The shower door opened and he stepped out, sporting a magnificent erection. Leo's cock was impressive. Not much longer than it had been before, but much fatter. The remarkable thing was the large knob on the end. It was like a mushroom, engorged and shiny. His cock danced up and down as he walked the few steps to pick up his towel from the vanity. I watched fascinated, as Leo's cock began to reduce in size as he was occupied with drying himself. Once dried, he took from his toilet bag, a bottle of body lotion and began applying it to his arms, legs and torso. His body shone, displaying the well toned muscles of his abdomen and chest. He proceeded to apply to lotion to his cock, which slowly increased in size again.
He expertly smoothed the lotion into the length of it, with firstly his finger tips and then with his hand. As he started to slowly pull his closed fist down his shaft it became stiffer and straighter, the large knob becoming more swollen. I began to squirm in my chair as I watched him slowly repeat the action. Leo's cock was now at its hardest as he removed his hand to apply more lotion. It stood straight up, almost touching his navel. He placed a few drops of lotion into the palm of his hand and continued to stroke himself. He was now stood in front of the vanity and I could clearly see the reflection of his cock in the mirror. He watched himself as he pulled slowly down on his shaft. There was none of the rapid hand movements that I expected, which surprised me.
Suddenly without warning, Leo's head went back and he ejaculated into the wash basin. He held onto his cock and slowly pumped it until it stopped spurting.
