Dina and I remained under our shared blanket in the last row of the plane, watching the movie on my DVD player and talking very little. Dina's hand remained resting on my leg, not far from my cock that was now soft but threatening to inflate again shortly. I now had my hands to myself as I didn't want to push it any further, fearing getting caught. When we landed we got off the plane and she grabbed my hand, cramming a rolled up napkin into it and walking off to join her daughter and grandson as they headed for the baggage area. I didn't check a bag so I headed for a cab and while on my way, I looked at the napkin I had stuffed into my pocket.
"Hotel Sunset room 205 xoxo"
I somehow made it through my workday, my mind lost in the events on the airplane. I had never been with someone so much older than me. Dina seemed pretty forward which had me excited but nervous. I didn't know anything about this woman other than that she had a set of gorgeous big tits and apparently a strong sex drive. I debated how to play this and I picked up my hotel room phone 2 or three times and put it back down without calling her. I knocked back a few beers in my room while I watched TV and then I decided to call.
Dina answered on the second ring and seemed very happy to hear from me. We chatted briefly about our day and then when there was a silent pause for a few seconds, Dina just came right out with it.
"So when am I going to see you? That is, if you still have any interest in this old body of mine."
I laughed. "I would like to see that old body of yours, yes." I joked with her as if we knew each other for years.
She told me her plan for tomorrow was to watch her grandson in the morning and then do her yoga workout and then she's free. I told her I get out of work around 4pm and I could head over to her hotel. She agreed.
I wasn't exactly sure how this meeting with Dina would go, I mean I kind of knew of course yet nonetheless I spent the work day anxious and a bit nervous. I hadn't been with a woman so forward and aggressive and beyond all the normal games. Every time I thought of Dina's tits and her behavior on the plane, my cock would throb under my desk. This went on basically the whole day when it was finally time to go.
I took a cab to her hotel which was nearby and I entered the lobby in search of the elevator. I rode up the one flight and found her door, taking a few breaths before knocking. I knocked once, no answer. I knocked once more, still nothing. A whole bunch of thoughts passed through my mind, wondering if I had the right room, the right time, did she reconsider? I knocked once more and as I began to back away from the door, Dina finally opened it. As she did, I took in her older body clad in her yoga outfit. She saw my eyes growing wide and giggled.
"So sorry, Jeff. I thought I timed it better and thought I'd be able to shower before you arrived but the yoga class ran late and I was in the bathroom when I heard the door."
"Not a problem", I told her.
We stood in the doorway as I gave her a full body scan with my eyes. She was in gray yoga pants, hugging her big butt and sweat covered in the crotch area. She was barefoot and her toenails were painted pink, which was the same color as the tank top she wore which was clinging to her chest and seemed to be struggling to hold Dina's tits from spilling out. I could see her nipples poking through her shirt which were also poking through the black bra sticking out from underneath her tank top. Her skin showed clear signs of her age as there were some sags and some wrinkles but overall, the sight before me had my cock pulsing.
Dina ushered me in from the doorway where I likely would have stood all day staring at her, and closed the door behind me. She told me to sit down on her bed which I did and she sat next to me, smelling of her workout as sweat still glistened on her body. She leaned in and kissed me for the first time, and I returned it, sliding my tongue into her mouth until it touched hers. We made out for several seconds as our hands roamed each other's bodies until Dina stood and announced she needed to go get her shower and I should get comfortable and put on the television if I wanted. As she started toward the bathroom, I watched her fat bottom bounce with her sweaty crack seeping through her pants and I grabbed her wrist before she was out of range and pulled her back to me. I told her I had to have her and that her shower could wait.
She smiled. "Jeff, I am gross, look at me. I'm sweating like a pig and I can smell myself."