All fairly innocuous so far. No need to over do it. They were genuinely looking forward to their meal and letting the evening play out as it might. They'd agreed earlier that they would just let the evening flow, a bit of flirting and see where it went and what opportunities presented themselves.
Delilah was glad that they were mindful and respectful of the circumstances. She'd been excited to see them and didn't know how she would react when she saw them again. She'd been in quite a fluster that afternoon. She'd not felt so turned on and horny for a very long time.,
Her normal routine was to check in with her husband, John, making sure he had eaten and had everything he needed before taking a shower and a short power nap. She loved John very much and had been totally devoted to him for over 35 years but his long term illness made life hard and her pussy hadn't been as wet as it had been earlier for a very long time. He wasn't totally dependent on her but he was largely housebound and that put a lot of pressure on her.
That afternoon though, it was different.
Once she'd made sure he was OK, she dashed to her bedroom undressing quickly, letting her clothes fall to the floor rather than fold them neatly or hang them up for later. Somehow she felt younger and frisky. She paused in front of the full length mirror and admired her body for a moment or two, she was very well kept for her sixty six years. Slender and fairly taught thanks to her rigorous early morning exercise routine. Her skin wasn't too bad either, she let her hands slide over her belly and up to her breasts.
Anna's big beautiful brown breasts came to mind as she caressed her own modest cream mounds. Hers were small in comparison but still a good handful with some firmness still. It had been a while since she'd touched herself this way and a tingling sensation rippled through her as her palms stroked over her dark pink, stiffening nipples.
Her thumbs glided back and forth over her nipples a few times, she let out little moans. Mindful of not letting John hear her.
Padding to the bathroom she pulled the cord for the shower. Lukewarm water flowed over her forming rivulets down her chest between her breasts and over her belly before running down between her thighs.
She adjusted the temperature and took the shower head from its cradle, soaking herself all over before focusing the jet on her crotch. The tingling sensation was intense; little needles of water stabbing gently at her labia and clitoris. She slid her other hand down her belly, fingers splayed, down to her pubic area, her fingertips ploughing gently through her neat landing strip of tight little curls. She caressed her pussy lips for a few moments before replacing the shower head and grabbing the shower gel.
Soaping herself up into a heavy lather, she paid special attention to her breasts, her belly and thighs. She let her hands glide up and down her thighs. Down the front and back up her inner thighs before parting them so that she could rub both hands up over her pussy, her belly and up to her breasts. It felt amazing, she'd neglected this side of her for so long but what she'd just experienced with Anna and Tony had rekindled her inner flame.
The feel of her skin under her hands as she stroked and caressed herself was soft and sensual. She repeated this for a while allowing herself to drift off, closing her eyes as she imagined Anna and Tony caressing her.
She'd never experienced sex with more than one person at a time yet the thought of sharing her body with Anna and Tony felt good. She wanted to feel Anna's hands on her body, to feel her soft caramel skin glide across her own warm ivory skin, feeling each others softness. Tony's slight ruggedness excited her too. In her mind he was a strong, gentle lover who would take good care of her, bringing her steadily to where he needed her so that they would shine.
After a few minutes her left hand lingered in her crotch. Her right hand continued caressing her belly and tits as she let out little moans and sighs.
Delilah slowly stroked her pussy with three fingers, one on each lip and her middle finger over her clitoris, which was now more swollen than she could remember. She was feeling wet and hot inside as she pressed her middle finger between her wet lips and tentatively pushed inside her.
She imagined Anna sucking at her nipples as she tugged gently at them with the fingers of her free hand.
In her mind Tony was laying her down on the bed kissing her belly before gently parting her thighs and sliding his manhood into her and gliding in and out as two of her fingers slid in and out of her. She slid her back down the wall as she squatted to open herself up wider, working up the pace.
She rubbed and massaged add flicked her clitoris with two fingers, occasionally dipping them in and up, hooking them up and round to stroke and press at her g-spot.
Her little low moans grew stronger as she forgot that John might hear her. Right now she was in heaven and heaven was a soft bed with Tony gliding gently and rhythmically in and out of her as Anna caressed and kissed at her breasts and mouth.
She writhed as shudders and judders started to ripple through her. She slid her free hand down and focussed on her clit, rubbing gently and tugging at her erect little nub as she continued to probe her neglected hole. Oh, Tony, she thought to herself, yes. Yes Anna, yes...
Panting as orgasm approached, she quickened the pace, her fingers now shooting in and out of her in sharp, short bursts. She started to lose control, feeling herself getting wetter and wetter. Her juices were flowing for the first time in a very long while. Then without warning she gave an almighty shudder and came in a wave of ecstasy letting out a sharp gasp and a little shriek.
She slumped to the floor of the shower panting. Surprised at how she'd carried on as the water flowed over her. She felt elated and shattered all at the same time.
That had been a long two weeks ago. She'd touched at herself a few times since, during the quiet of the night but nothing like in the shower. She'd hoped to have at least seen them out and about but she hadn't.
As the days passed she tried to push the memory out of her mind but they'd awakened a sleeping tiger inside her and that tiger had woken up hungry. John was in no fit state to satisfy her so she was ready to explore whatever she could with Anna and Tony.
Now here they were, back, for what? More? She certainly hoped so. They were already flirting with her, which was a good sign.
She was nervous and conscious of the tight-knit community that they lived in so things would have to be very carefully arranged between them.
For now she was happy to see them and serve their meal.
