Early June 2022 and I was on holiday with Ann who I had vaguely known for several years but had only started a relationship with 3 months earlier. I thought back over the last 3 months and realised how my life had already changed. Back in early spring I was depressed and bored but after a short break from work realised that I needed to start enjoying life again after the trauma of the Covid pandemic. I'm Mike, late 50's, recently widowed and still fairly fit and active. 5'10" tall, 85kg, with a decent body and financially secure as I own my small house without a mortgage. Unfortunately still have to work to help pay the bills but this enables me to meet a range of people and I'm fairly easygoing.
While I was married several women had made subtle (and a couple of not so subtle) advances to me and I had always turned them down even when I found them attractive and even a couple of women who gave me an instant hard on whenever I saw them. After a short break from work and thinking things over I knew that now there was now no reason to turn them down and I had even made a mental list of those who I would be happy to jump into bed with even after I had discounted the married ones.
Happy with my decisions I went back to work and while I was in no rush I wasn't going to delay or reject any suitable woman. Within a week I had seen Ann again and although we had flirted when she had been married I now knew she was divorced and she had made it clear on a couple of occasions in the past that she fancied me and at 5'8" tall, a slim body, lovely figure, long black hair and a good sense of humour she was in the top 3 of my 'most shaggable' women list. She was about the same age and I had turned the conversation round to subtly telling her I was now widowed and she took the hint.
She invited me for a coffee the following week which I happily accepted and I knocked on her door the following Tuesday with some trepidation. She opened the door wearing a light summer dress, sleeveless, reasonably low cut neckline and quite short showing her slim legs. Her long black hair was loose over her shoulders. She showed me into the kitchen / diner and we made small talk as she made the coffee and cut the recently made cake.
"Sorry to hear about your loss," she started to say but I cut her off before she could say any more.
"One of those things, I've mostly got over it and I've decided its best not to dwell on the past."
"Totally agree, I try not to think about my ex and to look forward as well."
By now we had finished the coffee and cake and we looked at each other a bit nervously until she offered to show me around her house. It wasn't big so didn't take long but we finished outside her bedroom and we both stood wondering what to do next. Thankfully she took the initiative and stepped forward and kissed me gently on the lips. She looked at me anxiously until I returned the kiss with a bit more vigour and quite quickly the gentle kisses had turned harder and we pulled each other closer and my cock was already straining against my shorts. Her nipples were rock hard against my flimsy t shirt and as we stopped and separated we knew what the next step would be.
Taking my hand she guided me into the bedroom and with one movement undid her dress and let it fall to the floor revealing her matching skimpy bra and equally skimpy thong. She looked amazing and I swiftly followed until I was just wearing my briefs with my cock obviously straining to be released.
"Glad you're ready Mike, I haven't been fucked for months and I desperately need a nice thick hard cock up my pussy."
Her dirty talking made me harder as I moved forward and kissed her again with my hands roaming across her breasts and feeling her nipples. My hand slid down and felt her wetness through her thin material. I lowered my head and kissed and licked her breasts as she moaned softly and I eased them out of her bra and enjoyed the nakedness. As I kissed them my hand was playing with her pussy and my hand moved inside the thong and she gasped as I touched her and slid the tip of a finger inside her. She moaned as it slid in further and I withdrew before I pushed her gently onto the bed and pulled her thong off at the same time. Ann managed to pull her bra off and she lay on the bed, legs apart waiting for me. I pulled my briefs off revealing a decently thick 7" cock and I lent forward and rubbed it against her dripping pussy. I used some of her juices to get it wetter and guided it towards her. As I slowly held it against her I wondered if she was ready or if she needed more foreplay, so far there had been very little.
She looked at me, "Fuck me, Mike, fuck me. Get that cock in me, all the way and start riding and pumping me. I won't last long and I want to feel you come deep in me."
I didn't need telling a second time so I spread her legs and pushed in to her. No resistance at all, she was so wet and eager it was the easiest I'd had for years. I started to push, getting faster as I went, hoping she was right because I was quickly getting to the point of no return. Ann was writhing and moaning and I realised she was about to come. So was I and as she started to have what seemed a fantastic orgasm under me I thrust hard and deep and released all my pent up cum in 5 or 6 glorious spurts. For the next few minutes we calmed down and held each other until my cock finally started to lose its hardness and I slowly withdrew. As I stood up and got off the bed and wondering who was going to shower first Ann knelt on the floor and started to clean my cock up. Her tongue slid up and down my shaft lapping up the juices and as she kept repeatedly sucking the tip she got me hard again.
"Christ, I can't remember the last time I got hard again so quickly, do you...", my voice trailed off as she stood up and this time she pushed me onto the bed. She quickly straddled me and slid her thoroughly wet pussy, with a mixture of her juices and my cum seeping out, onto me. This was for her, she was close so I just relaxed and let her take control. My cock was deep inside her one second then just the tip and she repeated this several times while her breathing got deeper as she was building to her second orgasm. Suddenly she convulsed as the feelings washed over her and I could feel her body react. I couldn't manage a second time but it didn't matter the pleasure of seeing her enjoying herself and me was more than enough.
As she calmed down she told me to use the main bathroom while she would use the en suite, she slipped off me, catching her drips with a handily placed towel and I went to the bathroom holding myself so I didn't drip on her carpet. When I returned a few minutes later, wrapped in a towel and thoroughly clean Ann had just put on her dress and she kissed me gently and left me to get dressed.
When I went downstairs she had made some tea and we drank it as we looked at each other. Ann spoke first,"No strings, no commitments just good sex. That's what we agreed isn't it?"
I nodded and added, "definitely and honesty. If either of us gets bored we tell each other and if either of us has sex with someone else I think we should tell each other. Just so we know where we stand."