Anna

I'd been married to John for almost 30 years. Our children grew up and moved out. We were supposed to be relaxing and enjoying our empty nest. We were supposed to be travelling. We were supposed to be making love on a beach in Kokomo. But none of that happened.

Instead, my husband who had worked so hard all of his life took early retirement and a young lover. He thought I didn't know but I did. He said he took up fishing but I knew better. I could have gotten a divorce and taken him for all of his money. But I had no desire to be starting over at my age.

What I wanted was intimacy. I wanted to be touched and I wanted to have good sex again. It wasn't like I didn't still have a great body. I had worked hard all of my life to stay in shape and the majority of people never had any clue what my real age was. But John wanted young flesh.

For a while I was pissed at him. And my self-esteem took a nosedive. We moved to Willow Drive just before his retirement and I thought everything would be wonderful again. But nothing changed.

So I decided that I was just going to do whatever I wanted to do and I was going to enjoy the rest of my life on his dime. As long as he didn't get any stupid ideas about leaving me and marrying her, everything would be fine. And if he did get that idea - well, I had something in my back pocket to make sure he would realize that was not going to happen. Call it blackmail if you will. But he wasn't getting a divorce.

What I did do was make new friends. Willow Drive was a younger demographic. Most of the women that were living there with their doctor husbands were in their 30s or early 40s. I was a bit older than them at 47 But they accepted me. Christina especially.

We talked a lot in those first few months after we moved there. And then I started going to her special ladies only parties. That's where I met Angel.

He was my angel. He told me I was beautiful and he made love to me in a way that my husband never had.

Yes, he was younger, but I didn't have to tell him my real age. Most of the women in our group didn't ask and he didn't either. So I didn't say.

We started out our relationship at Christina's parties but it wasn't long before he was coming to my house when my husband was away for a weekend fishing with the guys - i.e. with his little whore.

He had one - why shouldn't I?

Angle was more than just a play thing though. We got along well. We talked. After having sex of course. And we knew that this was as far as it would go. We have always been clear about that.

When my husband said he was going out on a boating trip with some friends, I knew he was really taking his chippie on a vacation. I thought, why can't I do that? So I told him I would be going on a cruise.

I didn't tell him I'd have company. I took Angel. That first night, we were so hungry for each other we skipped the dinner in the main room and spent the night in our cabin.

"Angel, I've missed you."

"Same here. I have dreamt about being inside you. It has been too long."

I pushed him up against the bed and pulled at his clothes. I couldn't wait to get him naked. When his clothing was all removed I couldn't help but stop to take a look at his beautiful cock. Honestly, I just couldn't get enough of it. My husband was average and I'd never been with anyone but him before we were married. So I loved Angel's cock. I worshipped it.

I lay between his knees and stroked it first. I loved the feeling of his hard member in my hands. I loved to feel it twitch. I loved to slide my hand over the head of it and hear him groan. But mostly I loved sucking it.

I never actually like giving blowjobs before I met Angel. My husband was too aggressive when it came to blowjobs so I avoided it. But Angel? He just loved to let me take my time as I played with his cock. He loved watching me.

I let my lips slide over his sensitive flesh. I had trained myself to take almost all of it now, even though it was huge. Lots of saliva. That was my trick. I used my tongue to slide up the underside as I raised my mouth, and then twirled my tongue around the knob.

I loved touching his balls as I sucked at his dick, too. They were so delicate. And it always got such a reaction from him. I let my fingers caress his sac as my lips and tongue worked at his cock. Many men would have lost control, but Angel, he could hold back as long as he needed to.

When I tired of playing with his cock - only because my pussy was so wet and I was dying to get him inside me - I moved up his body until I was straddling him.

That was another thing I loved about Angel. He had no problem letting me take control. My husband was a missionary man. Angel loved to watch me ride him.

And he loved to listen to me talk dirty. Of course, my husband hated that. But it made me feel sexy and Angel loved it, too.

"My pussy is aching for your cock Angel. I have missed it so much."

"Do you want it inside you?"

"Yes, I can't wait anymore. I need to fuck you."

I slide his cock between my thighs and slowly took him deep inside me - as much as I could handle. I was not in a rush. I slowly rocked back and forth, using my hips to ride his thick member.

Angel moved his hands from my hips up to my breasts and cupped them in his hands.

"Beautiful woman. Take your time. We can go all night."

His fingers found my nipples and rubbed and pinched them lightly until they were hard little nubs. My body responded and I moved faster over his cock. I didn't want to come yet but I was getting good and worked up.

"Angel, I can't hold back much longer."

"That's ok. I haven't come yet. Come when you are ready and then I will make you come some more."

I leaned forward slightly so that I could take even more of his cock in my pussy and I moved my hips faster. His fingers pinched my nipples ever so slightly. He knew that always got me going. Again and again I moved my slick tunnel up and down his cock until I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Angel. Fuck, yes. I love your cock so much!"

He pinched my nipples hard as I came and I screamed his name again. My thighs pressed against his hips as the first orgasm rushed over my body.

I was not disappointed that I hadn't lasted as long as I wanted to. Angel had not come yet and I knew that we had all the time in the world. At least for the weekend.