Now she was alone. Everyone had gone. Theyd all been very nice and supportive and helped to clear up after. She just sat there and looked around. it had seemed unreal, the suddenness. The shock of the event and how lifexwould never be the same again. How could the person you've been with for 30 years walk out the door and not ever return, in fact not even exist anymore. Now just a memory.
April and Bob had met at her first job. She liked him, he had flirted with her. They dated for a couple of years then engaged and then married. April had her doubts. Bob was a bit of a ladies man, smooth talker, good looking and well hung. Certain types of girls would look at the outline in his crotch and want what he had.
To be honest, April hadn't noticed, it was only on their fourth date, snogging in the back of Bob's car when he'd placed his hand on his crotch and felt that big hard love muscle that she'd realised he was a big boy. Bob was gently persuasive and moved her through the stages of wanking, blow job and fucking on successive dates and she loved what he had to offer. He was adventurous and always horny and to be fair, April was happy to go with the flow. Bob was a good lover and believed in the theory that the more pleasure you gave out, the more you got back, April was very rarely unsatisfied. The more she agreed to Bob's requests the kinkier he got. She was no doormat though and when she made it clear that she didnt like certain things, like peeing or poo or blood, Bob never pushed her, he just found an alternative activity. She'd learned to enjoy anal sex, happy to dress up for him and swing with other couples as long as they were clean and safe. Having the two girls put their love life on hold during each pregnancy and advancing years made them less energetic and frequent, and Bob seemed to lose interest. April had adjusted and got her relief from masturbation.
And then Bob just died. massive heart attack in his mid 50's walking up the stairs in his office building. Dead before he hit the floor they reckon. April had been at her Pilates class, came home to find two policemen on the doorstep. She was stunned, but strangely didn't cry nor has she since. Her two girls were more shocked. They both have good careers, work in other parts of the country, both live with partners. They came rushing home and April spent time consoling them.
The funeral took four weeks to organise and now it was done. They'd said goodbye to Bob, he was probably by now a pile of cooling ashes, the girls had said a tearful goodbye and April was left alone. Friends had offered to stay but she wanted some space and time to think by herself in her house. She wanted to consider how she would go forward. Bob had been a good provider, always worked hard, earned good money as an accountant, invested wisely, had insurance so the house was paid for and there was enough to live on. But what was April going to do?
At 53 she was still in her prime, she was fit and healthy, sociable and presentable, she was too young to retire and anyway she would be bored out of her mind doing nothing. She did have a part time job at the charity shop in the town but she was tired of that and this was a good time to make a fresh start, but what would that be?
For a start she decided to have a long, hot soak in the bath! Bob had a thing about baths, always felt they were daft, a waste of water and energy and what was the point of stewing in your own soup for an hour? April thought the opposite. She would sneak the occasional soak when Bob was out. She loved to fill the tub up to the rim with water as hot as she could bear. She would then sink up to her neck in the fragrant bubbles and daydream. Sometimes she would play with herself, exploring her neat pussy and bum hole with her fingers, sometimes using the waterproof vibrator she purchased online. She would also take the opportunity to shave her entre body from the neck down. Bob liked her hair free and she had come to like that too.
Finishing her depilation, April's thoughts turned to sex. It dawned on her that she'd lost Bob's cock! That impressive member had gone for ever! What a shame although in recent times he had lost interest. She mused that she would never again have the pleasure of that weapon in her hand, her mouth, her pussy or her arse, although hadn't done so far a while.She sighed, She did have a few toys she could turn too and she knew each one was capable of bringing on a very satisfying orgasm, but was there a substitute for a real life cock?
She realised then that she would need to find ways to satisfy her needs. She didn't even want to consider dating. She had no mind to go through all the machinations of finding another partner when all she really wanted was the occasional good fuck and a mind blowing orgasm. She would have to be very careful obviously for her own personal safety and hygiene and she wasn't even sure how she might begin to source the right partners.
Allowing sexual matters enter her mind got her motor running. The bath water was cooling down and she considered the best option was to retire to her cosy bedroom, put on a fresh baby doll nightie that Bob used to like, find some porn on her iPad and get the lube and toys ready for action.
April awoke as the sun streamed through the tiny gap in the curtains. She had no idea what time it was and was surprised to see 9.15 on the digital clock. She'd slept very well. She needed to, the last month had been draining and her body needed to recover from the emotional trauma. Her iPad was lying open on the duvet and she could feel the stickiness between her thighs from her pleasuring last night. As she turned her leg she could feel the vibrator that had brought her to the shuddering climax. Her thoughts went back to the porn she had been watching. Bob had introduced her to porn and whilst much of it is predictable and silly, some can really turn you on. The last film she watched with two women and the well hung guy had pushed her over the edge. April smiled to herself and realised that she was as much turned on now by watching women as well as men. She was intrigued by the thought of tasting pussy. particularly a younger girl's and watching her reciprocate. Her mind cast back to the movie and the imagery of one of the girls licking the other. The camera had panned in close and you could clearly see the tongue moving slowly up the length of the pussy, licking the juice from the lips before delicately teasing the bud and making her love shudder. April's hand moved down to her own pussy and felt the warm secretions that her thoughts had started. God she wanted to be tongued like that. She wanted to watch the tongue and lips and mouth up close on her vagina, she wanted to hold her lips apart to allow a lover full and complete access and hopefully have her lover's finger deep in her arse at the same time. She was also intrigued at the thought of eating pussy herself. She had tasted her own and found it agreeable but what would another woman's taste like? She was wetter now, she dipped her finger into the space and watched the fluid drip slowly from her finger before placing it in her mouth. She liked her own taste but now craved the taste of another. It was tempting, should she switch on the iPad again and reach for her toys or should she get up and get moving?
April shook the thought from her mind, if she allowed it to linger she would start playing all over again and the morning would be lost. She needed to get moving again with her life.
April forced herself out of bed and jumped in the shower. There was a Pilates class in 30 minutes which would be the best course. The toys and the lube and the porn would always be there for later. A quick rinse and dry and she was back out, walking past the bed seeing the toys on the bed sheet, she smiled and moved to her cabinet for her workout clothes.
The class was in a church hall and was popular mostly with mums and middleaged ladies. Her close friend Jill was a regular attendee and had first introduced her to the pleasures of stretching, bending breathing and mindfulness. As she pulled into the car park, April wondered if she should be doing this. What would some people think, only a few weeks after Bob had passed and the day after his funeral? Well she was here now so she would just have to see.
As she walked in, the rest if the class were standing chatting. Jill turned her head to look at the person coming through the door and was genuinely surprised to see April. She came straight over and hugged.
'Gosh Apes I didnt expect to see you here. Is everything okay'
They hugged tightly. Over Jill's shoulder April could see all if the others looking at her, most were smiling some looking a sad.
'I felt I had to get out and do something,''Jill responded, ' do you think it's right or should I just be home mourning?'
'Oh no' said Jill, 'youve got to keep busy. I'm sure Bob wouldn't have wanted you moping around. The exercise will do you good.'
Jill led April over to the others and they gathered around and said consoling words. Jill then introduced a new lady, Debbie, that April hadn't met before. She was a little younger than the rest of the class, in her late 20's or early 30's, pretty with a nice figure and fair hair. April was a little shocked, incredibly Debbie was a double for one of the girls in the porn she watched last night! April kept looking at her mouth and her breasts and felt a tingling sensation between her legs. Fortunately the Pilates instructor called everyone to take their places and the class began. April fought hard to concentrate on the exercises but couldn't stop herself glancing at Debbie who was in the row in front of her and to the left. Not only did she look very similar, she had a lovely figure with a pert bottom and breasts and the outline of her vagina through her leggings showed prominent labia which started those feelings in her own vagina.
