I met Ted soon after his 18th birthday just before he was joining the army. I knew there was something about him that interested me sexually. He was not much taller than me and he was not good looking but there was that something.
I was married but stuck in a marriage to a man I no longer cared for. We had sex once a week but it was not exciting, usually missionary and did not make me come, I felt used in a marriage where lovemaking was a duty. In the past it was OK but I knew there was more to life. My husband was a labourer and general handyman earning enough to keep us reasonably comfortable. So what did I want from life?
Ted disappeared from my life when he went into the army for three year, serving in Cyprus during their fight for independence. Then one day in July 1959 he knocked on my door out of the blue.
I could tell at a glance that he had matured and he stood in the doorway an upright young man. He was still very shy but I could tell there was an air of confidence about him which needed bringing out.
"Hi Chris" he called out. "Long time no see, how are you".
"I'm fine thank you, come in and sit down, I'll make us a cup of tea"
We chatted over the tea of the happenings to our lives for the past three years. He told me of his time in the army and how he enjoyed it and that he was going to re-join the army in a week or so.
My life was not nearly so interesting but I was not happy with the news of his going back in the army.
Ted and I went to the local pub a couple of times during his stay where we fell into a comfortable relationship. When Ted was relaxed and smiled and his whole face lit up and became almost handsome. After a few days I was becoming more sexually attracted to him. Something had to happen, my fanny was getting moist being around him but he never once tried it on with me. I began to think I was unattractive but by the looks I got from most men in my lifetime I knew that couldn't be true. Or was he gay?
The day he was returning home I decided to push my luck and see whether he was gay or incredibly shy. Ted was leaning against the sink drinking a cup of tea as I sat on a chair opposite him and lifted my skirt above my waist exposing my sexiest white knickers.
The look on his face was a picture, he stared at my knickers as if he hadn't seen anything like it before. He was transfixed but became more animated as I slowly pushed my knickers down and kicked them at him. My fanny was so wet I could feel moisture leaking from it, that may not have been a fact but that that's what it felt like.
Ted still stood stationary in front of me holding his cup of tea and looking at my fanny. I reached out to him and opened his fly which wasn't easy as his trousers were fairly tight and were buttoned up. I nearly pulled his buttons off in my haste to get at his cock but I eventually got it out. I held it in my right hand, it was still soft so I stroked it gently. It was not a big cock, I've had bigger in me but under my administrations it grew to a reasonable size and it was rock hard.
I spread my legs wide opening my vagina lips and exposing my fuckhole to him. I was still holding his cock and wanking him slowly pulling his foreskin down so I could see his cockhead then pulling it back. I was almost coming by now so I pulled him to me and put his cock in line with my fanny.
By now he was getting the message and pushed himself into me, I was as hot as hell and my fanny wall gripped his cock pulling him into me.
He was fully over his surprise and pushed his cock deep into me. As he wasn't very big I was surprised how well he filled my sex hole.