This really happened.
About 12 years ago I had been communicating with an Israeli girl who was quite a bit younger then I was. We met on ICQ, and chatted for a year or so on MSN. At the time MSN had pretty good quality video and although we never had a sexual kind of friendship I had enjoyed some pretty fantastic accidental glimpses.
She was in the habit of wearing just a sarong when we chatted, but because it was hot in her country I thought nothing of it. Well nothing except how much I loved to see her breasts through the silk sarong. Even an occasional peak at her panty covered pubes or her cheeks from the rear through the material (it was clear she wore a thong).
I'd been divorced for a few years at this time, but maintained my perfect gentleman status when we chatted. I'd wait till after she logged off and jack off thinking about her as I looked at pictures on line. This was before everyone had high speed internet and the best I could do was find pics on the news servers. I worked and helped me to stay the gentleman.
Eventually she came to visit, I was ecstatic. She landed at LAX and I was there to pick her up. We returned to my home, and to my surprise at bed time she wanted to share my bed. I knew she was very tired from her trip so I allowed her to just sleep, even though I was rock hard when I climbed into bed.
In the morning I served her coffee in bed. I stroked her cheek gently to wake her and she woke with a smile. I was still in gentleman mode so I wore shorts, and was pleased she woke with a smile. She sat up in bed exposing her perfect breasts. I was 52 and she was 34 so her tight young figure was quite exciting. With the 18 hour flight she had endured I remained the gentleman and did my best not to stare at her breasts. After coffee we both showered and met in the kitchen for breakfast. I was pleased to see the sarong was back on her beautiful 5'1" 105lb body. Such a wonderfully sexy outfit ;)
We spent the day talking face to face, and retired to sleep together again. She was quite jet lagged so I let her sleep undisturbed once again.
The next day we headed north to San Francisco. We spent the afternoon there sight seeing. When we got to bed that night I slid in behind her and put a hand on her breast. She responded so i began kissing her on the neck while I teased her nipple. When I slid my hand towards her thong covered pussy she stopped me. She was quite direct and told me she did not want to have sex. I was a but taken back, had I read the signals wrong. I didn't push it, and rolled over to sleep but it took some time for sleep to overcome me.