TOM
Last Christmas Babs offered to deliver some Christmas presents to two of our commissioning editors. Since I retired she and I have enjoyed some freelance writing work for several magazine publishers.
As a little thank you I had purchased a few 6 bottle cases of good champagne for two of the local commissioning editors and Babs offered to deliver them
I had always known that Robert, one of my old golfing friends, had the hots for her for several years. She pooh pooed the idea saying he had always been a perfect gentleman and had never made any sort of move on her even after when his wife died a few years ago. She said she was looking forward to seeing his new bachelor pad which was supposed to have a great view over the Clyde. She added in any case he must be mid 70s and probably past it.
I suggested that if she was so sure about him why not wear a short skirt and go braless -- it at least would brighten his day.
I was a little disappointed that she came down wearing tight leather trousers and a tight cashmere sweater. To be fair the trousers left little to the imagination emphasising her ripe mature thighs and pussy mound (and big box) and clinging tightly round her big jutting high riding buttocks. And the soft material of her sweater clung beautifully round her unbraed heavy breasts leaving her nipples prominently displayed.
She smiled and said "I hope this is sexy enough to give Robert a little thrill and not give Jack too many ideas -- he certainly isn't passed it and has made it very clear he would like to get into my knickers."
She left at c 10.00am telling me she should be back about 2.00 if Robert didn't seduce her!
BABS
I was a little surprised when Tom told me that Robert had the hots for me for several years as he had always been a perfect gentleman. I would not have been adverse to wearing a short skirt when delivering his Christmas present but I certainly was not on favour of wearing one to deliver Jack's. Robert must be mid 70s and had shown no interest while Jack was early thirties, quite a player with the ladies, and had groped me on several occasions. He had made it clear he was very interested in my mature body. As I am now 56 it was flattering that this very handsome guy made it clear he fancied my 40c 26 42 figure but I wasn't prepared to be just another notch on his bedpost.
Anyway I think Tom was quite happy with my compromise.
When I reached Robert's new apartment he very quickly took the champagne from me and said I should have called him and he would have brought it up. After putting it down, he very gently embraced me quite chastely pecking me on the cheek. But as he helped me off with my short leather jacket he looked at my unbraed boobs, and did say I looked fantastic.
I have to say I was able to return the compliment as he looked fit and well which he said was due to spending more time on the golf course.
He brought me through to his lounge and sat me down on a comfortable chair while he made me a coffee. I did notice his eyes going to my unbraed breasts and when he sat opposite me to my crotch.
He poured me more coffee and he suggested I have a festive 'eggnog.' When I said I didn't want anything to strong as I was driving he said it was an old family festive recipe.
It was delicious although when he got up to show me the view of the Clyde from his balcony I could feel the effects of the alcohol especially when the cold air hit me. The cold air also had an effect on my nipples which I felt harden and I noted that Robert had noticed too. He gently leaned down and kissed me on the lips and murmured that I looked simply fantastic. When I didn't pull away I felt him gently cup my left breast and knead my erect nipple.
When I didn't respond he stood back and apologised saying that he hoped he hadn't made me feel uncomfortable but he had always fancied me and he could not resist kissing and fondling me as I looked simply sensational.
To ease the tension I said that the view would make anyone romantic and I would love to enjoy it a bit more while he brought me another coffee. He brought me a glass of wine and as I took a sip I felt him come up behind me and cup both breasts. As he nuzzled my neck and groped me, he murmured " You are simply the most beautiful and desirable woman I have ever met. You have it all facially beautiful, the most perfect breasts, great thighs and one of the best rears I have seen on any woman."
I realised he did like my rear as I could feel what appeared a decent erection against it!
As I said to Tom "What could I do when he turned me round and started kiss and fondle me in earnest?"
I was lost when his hand closed on my crotch -- I have a very prominent public mound and pussy lips -- and he murmured "I have always fancied cocking that big box!"
Running my hand down to his crotch I felt what appeared to be a fairly large erection and cupping his balls I suggested that if he wanted to fuck me we should take it into the bedroom which also had a fantastic view of the Clyde.
As he stripped I was quite impressed with his build for an old guy and even more impressed with his long, thick and erect cock -- it was about 7" long ( similar Tom's) and from the look and feel of its rigidity he certainly didn't seem to be past it!
It even appeared to grow when I stripped off and he saw that I was wearing a black g-string.
He very gently laid me on the bed and although he was obviously aroused gently mounted me while he fondled my breasts and rear.
I love cock and particularly 'strange cock' and as I responded he rode me harder until firstly I climaxed and then with a moan I felt him come off.
As we lay cuddling he went into raptures how long he had imagined the opportunity to make love to me as in his opinion I had the perfect body plus I was bright and intelligent as well.
