It had been ten years since the last time, they needed to feel unbridled erotism and sex. At the time she was not yet fifty and he was fifty-two. They were in great shape for fifty somethings.
Sitting outside on her patio on the warm spring morning, Lynn let her robe fall away from her torso to expose her legs and thong undergarment. Her freckled cleavage was exposed, the nipples were covered by little of the robe. Her strawberry blonde hair in a ponytail protruding out of the back of her hat. Titling her head back slightly, she moved her white tipped nails down her cleavage towards the throbbing lips of her cunt. As she was edging closer, she thought of him and his magical tongue spreading the petals of her opening, as he nibbled and licked her tiny clit.
Clay had finished his morning workout and was heading to the shower. His wife was sleeping as was always the case. The shower in the basement allowed him to take his time, think of how he wished his wife were more like her in terms of sexual intensity. He had added ten pounds since the last time with Lynn. He worked out daily and was in excellent shape for a now sixty something. As he pulled his clothes off, he reached for the iPad to read one of the stories he had authored in Literotica about their time together.
His cock grew to seven inches as he read part of the story where he opens her petals with his tongue. He placed the iPad on the vanity, so he can watch a short clip he took of them, as he lathers the pubic area he has been shaving since their last time together. It accentuates his length, and she would ask him to keep it neat, for when she reached the bottom of his seven inches if it was not the hair would tickle her nose. His cock spasms slightly as he relives their moments together.
He finishes shaving his balls and cock, while reaching for the coconut butter he lathers his left hand with the butter. The clip is to the point where she has reached orgasm from the tongue lashing he has provided to her vaginal lips and clit. His cock in the video is at full length, as it is at the moment. He runs his hand down the shaft thinking of her canal enveloping his cock, as he drives it into her. It was always like a glove even after three sons.
Lynn is rubbing her cunt through her thong, thinking of his broad hair covered chest, and how his lips tasted with her juices after her orgasm when they would kiss. She picks up her phone knowing she should not do this to them again, and sends a text. "I am nearly naked sitting on my patio, thinking I might do lawn work in my string today. By the way, I have kept my strawberry blonde landing strip cut perfect for you."
Clay is interrupted by the sound of a text message. His phone is laying outside the bathroom, near the workout bench. Thinking it could be one of his friends asking for a round of golf, he washes his hands of the oil. As he walks toward the phone with his cock needing release, he grabs it and punches in the security code. Seeing the number, he is brought back to the first time they met in college, the first time they had sex, their affair and what she does to him emotionally and most of all sexually. He reads the message and latches on to the last few words, "I have kept my strawberry blonde landing strip cut perfect for you." His cock is twitching thinking of how if felt the last time he came inside her.
She is back! Again! It has taken him the last ten years to get past her, and yet he knows he has never really gotten past her, them. He partially collapses on to the bench, naked. Lucky for him his wife is sleeping, and no kids are around, they are long gone.
As he tries to ignore the text, knowing he should delete it. He hears another text message sound.
Lynn is not going to stop now, not after telling him she would never talk to him again, and not having had sex like they have had every time they see each other in the past ten years. Her next text is, "Hi Clay, since I know you a creature of routine, I am guessing you have finished your morning workout, and are ready to shower. I remember when you used to shower after your workout and wake me with your hard cock in the small of my back. Your cock always felt good in one of my openings, mouth or cunt. I know it felt good for you."
He reads it and as part of the Lynn reflex he strokes his cock, and thinks of her openings, the feelings and orgasms, lust and raw eroticism. He is trying to hold back. So, he puts the phone down and heads to the shower. He is hoping to think about something else in the shower.
Lynn needs, no wants him, and has always had the upper hand in their relationship. She decides on her next move. She heads to her bedroom, strips her clothes, finds the baby oil and coats her body in it. She runs her fingers through her dripping cunt, finds her string bikini and puts it on. Her yard has a high fence around it for privacy purposes. She heads outside and lays on her chaise, connects her phone to her selfie tripod, sets the timer and takes a picture of her glistening body. She reviews and whisper to herself perfect. She sends the picture.
Clay steps out of the shower, his cock is aching for release. So, he decides to do what he has been doing most of his life, take matters into his own hands. He has become very adept at providing himself with extreme pleasure, and writing erotica has enhanced his pleasure.
He hears another text message alert, and opens the text. He shudders knowing she has his wife's number and if she were to forward this to his wife, it would be final straw. His wife took him back the last time, she will not again.
Lynn is not done. She runs to her room, and finds the lace, thong, she wore for Clay during one of their hotel nights ten years ago. It is thin lace around the waist, thin lace up the crotch, and snugs into her ass, a barely there piece. Clay practically ripped it off her when she wore it. She is topless, oils her breasts, pulling on her nipples to ensure they are distended, and lays down on the chaise. This time she puts her legs on either side of the chaise, positions the selfie tripod, sets the timer and stretches her arms over her head.
She smiles, another perfect shot! Her 36C" tits with light pink distended nipples, shining body and lace thong stretched over her opening, will ensure he responds. Lynn sends the picture with this message, "Clay, if you were here now, I would being licking the precum from the slit of your cock, getting your prepared to pick where you want to put your cock, down my throat or in my cunt."
Clay is beside himself and says what the hell, he replies, "Hi Lynn, should I send a video of me stroking my cock, sounds like you would rather stroke it for me? The years have been great to you, could you remove your thong in the next picture?"
Lynn hears the sound of the message, she has him. She responds, Clay, I know you golf on Saturday mornings. I know you can be here in three hours. I am heading to shave my legs and make sure my landing strip and lower lips are ready for your soft lips and tongue. I will be on the chaise when you arrive with my white tipped nails freshly done for cock stroking, and a fresh pedicure, so you can enjoy that view when you have my legs on your shoulders while you pound us both to orgasm. I am dripping in anticipation of an orgasm filled day.
Before she heads into the house, she opens her magical box kept near her chaise and pulls out the large black dildo. She pulls the thong down her long legs, spreading them on either side of the chaise. Little does see know her new neighbor, Zeus, the black bachelor; who is usually gone on Saturday; has spotted her from his bedroom which overlooks her patio, and above her privacy fence. He is 40, a former basketball player, and health club owner. His light brown skin, handsome features have been noticed by Lynn over the last few months. He is naked and his 9" cock is throbbing, while he watches the black dildo slide into the strawberry blondes opening, shining from her juice.
Clay makes a reservation for eighteen, calls his best friend to tell him of the plan, and his friend agrees to cover him. He wakes his wife and tells her he will be meeting Mark for a 10:30 tee time. She tells him to have fun, and enjoy the day, as she has plans to shop, and then dinner with her sisters. He gives her a kiss, as she rolls over to catch another hour.
Clay heads to the walk in closet and pulls off his glove brand briefs and slides on his golf shorts. He pulls is golf shirt on, grabs some underwear and change of clothes, and drops them into his shoulder pack. His cock is growing thinking of Lynn, as he takes a peek at the last picture; the distended nipples and lace thong stretched tight into her opening.
Lynn has finished the first leg and is working the razor over the stubble of the second leg, Finished, she sits on the edge of the tub, lathers near her dripping opening and creates her own artwork, ensuring a small landing strip remains, the blonde hair is natural like her tits and everything about her body.
She jumps in the shower to rinse off, towels off and rubs moisturizer into her legs and the freshly trimmed skin near her dripping cunt. She applies her make up, loop earrings, puts her hair into a bun, and ensures small strands are running over the earrings, finishing with an anklet which has a tiny cock attached to the band. She opens her dresser drawer and pulls out a fresh white lace thong; a barely there garment; and pulls it into place. Standing in front of her floor mirror, she applies pink gloss lipstick, ensures her nails and toes do not need a touch up, and decides how to finish her look.
In her closet is her white lily flower, cover up. It is a lace, see through kimono designed to show off Lynn's favorite swimsuit, or in this case her pink nipples, lace thong and long legs. It is near perfect, she makes it a ten by slipping on her lace plain flat peep toe sandals. All white, lace, pink lips and nipples to match her strawberry blonde hair, including her landing strip. She is ready, it has been an hour since she told Clay of her plans. She is confident it will take him less than two hours to arrive, she has an hour to wait.
So, she pulls out her collection of couples sex videos, which is only strawberry blondes, and either brown haired men or black men. She decides to watch the new one with the scene of the black pool cleaner, since she was using the black dildo on the deck. It will help her get ready for Clay. She starts the video, and fast forwards to the scene of the black pool cleaner applying lotion to the strawberry blonde MILF. The MILF is glistening as the pool cleaner pulls the tiny thong from her, as Lynn reaches for the black vibrator.
Meanwhile, Zeus has finished his shower and knows he has to figure out a way to get to know his neighbor, Lynn, the strawberry blonde MILF. He pulls on his spandex yoga shorts, and tight tank top, to show off his growing cock and muscularity. He decides to introduce himself with the offer of a free month membership to his health club, including a free massage.
