It's been a while since I wrote anything. I've been waiting for inspiration to arrive and although this is pure fiction, the inspiration came from observing a couple of strangers in a German hotel breakfast buffet.
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I was in Germany on business and stayed overnight at a nice hotel in the center of the city, in order to meet the sales manager from a partner company, the following day.
I slept very well and was looking forward to eating a good breakfast before the meeting.
When I arrived at the breakfast buffet, my heart sank through the floor. I am the kind of person who, when I'm away at least, prefers to eat quietly alone, in a corner, reading the news on my tablet.
The buffet was packed and noisy.
I spied out a table with a setting for two, by a wall, that was free.
I hoped that I could take the table and keep it for myself.
I grabbed a tray and began collecting the items I wanted to eat. I had a plate with scrambled egg, ham, cheese and some salad items, alongside a plate with a bread roll and a croissant. I grabbed a glass of orange juice and decided to leave getting a coffee until after I had eaten.
I came to the table and made myself comfortable.
I was halfway through eating when my solitude was interrupted by a woman's voice asking if the seat opposite me was available.
I looked up and took in all her details. She was in her 60's, I guessed. She had shoulder length, blond hair with some grey highlights and was dressed in tight, denim jeans and a thin sweater, which did little to hide her ample bosom. She was slightly rotund around the midrift, but I wouldn't have said she was overweight. She was attractive and I thought that she would have been a knockout in her youth. I smiled and I told her that the seat was available.
She thanked me, set her tray down and made herself comfortable
I could tell by her accent that she was American and she introduced herself as Grace and I told her my name was Richard.
She told me that she was with a bus group and they were leaving later and heading for Frankfurt, where they were catching their flights home. Without even asking a question, I received her complete life history. She was 68 and widowed 5 years before.
"I didn't want to come on this trip," she said. "I hate travelling on buses as a rule and I certainly wasn't too keen on the idea of touring all over Europe in one. I'd have preferred to have made my own plans. But my son bought me the trip as a Christmas present and so I could hardly turn it down could I?"
"I suppose not," I replied, breaking open my roll and spreading some butter onto it.
She leaned forward and in a whispered voice said, "Between you and me, I'll be happy to get home. The lot I am travelling with are a bunch of whiners. Moaning all the time about how their legs hurt or their feet ache. To be frank, I was hoping to meet a nice widower and get laid."
I had a fork, loaded with food, poised at my open mouth as she said this. The mouth remained open but I put the fork down.
"Half this lot have forgotten what sex is," she continued.
She saw the look of surprise in my eyes and said, "What? Do you think that once you get passed sixty your sex life ends?"
I was shaking my head in disbelief. This was a little too much for breakfast conversation, even with someone that I knew, but with a complete stranger...
"Let me tell you," she continued, waving her fork at me. "My husband, God rest his soul, was no great shakes in bed, but we have two wonderful children from that union. But he's been gone five years now and I have to tell you that I have found a complete new lease on life now."
The interesting and somewhat disturbing aspect, to what she was telling me, was that my fertile imagination was sending messages to my cock, giving it information which made it twitch into life.
The kicker came when Grace cut a bratwürst in two and stuffed into her mouth saying, "What I wouldn't give for a thick meaty sausage right now!"
Whatever plans I had for making my meeting suddenly flew out of the window, because I found myself telling Grace that I had a phone call to make and would be right back.
