Cleaning Janice's windows for free...
Feeling her suck took away all the notions that I wouldn't get any satisfaction from a sixty year old.
I would never have entered into the situation had it not been for my good nature - although I say it myself. I just felt sorry for Janice that's all - and even though she was old enough to be my mother I had to contend that living alone, she still had normal natural feelings like most women do - even at her age.
She'd cried when she told me about losing her hubby five years back and I felt the warmth of her face rubbing against mine.
I had been cleaning her windows for a whole year and realised Janice was a shy reserved soul - but there was always something in her eyes which said she would dearly like to befriend me.
Come two or three visits doing her windows; she shyly asked if I would like a coffee, and it all started from there.
If ever I was then asked if I could ever fuck a woman her age I would definitely have said no. I was quite happy with a younger woman called Maggy, who has a nice tight ass and a trim little figure to set me off - not an aging pensioner with wrinkles! Although, having said that, Janice's figure looking from behind, well you'd think she was half her age, and once it did flash through my mind I could go for that - but then the thought immediately went when she turned around.
But somehow, when we got around to speaking about love and relationships; Janice's forthrightness surprised me when she told me how she missed the physical side ever so much, especially in bed at night - cuddling that extra pillow she always kept beside her. She admitted she so very much missed the warmth of a man beside her at night.
I could not help but close near to her and sympathise.One thing led to another and ...