I'm Gary, mid 50's widowed nearly a year ago and getting use to living alone. I'm just under 6ft tall weighing in at about 85kgs and I think fairly handsome and have always got a few looks from the women I meet both socially and from my work.
I sold my glazing business to my manager and have enough money to live on comfortably from the sale and the pension pot that I can access in a few years, but I work occasionally as a salesman to help them out. A few weeks ago I called on Helen who told me she was hoping to move to a different job quite a few miles away but that estate agents had said the patio doors needed replacing to help the sale. She knew Liz, who worked for the company and I measured up and accepted the coffee and cake she offered and we talked. She was divorced, about the same age as me and had a slim attractive figure for her 5'6" height. Her long blonde hair was tied with a hairband and I told her the cost and that it was a final amount, we didn't do special offers or discounts if you sign up straight away, like some of our competitors. However as she knew Liz I did give half the discount that employees get. We were a straight forward local company who had a very good reputation. I didn't mix work and pleasure so I didn't make a move or ask her out, although I did find her attractive.
Couple of days later I got a call from the office saying Helen had rung and could I ring her back. Thinking she was going to cancel the order I phoned immediately but she was quite friendly and asked if I fancied a meal the following afternoon. Despite my no mixing work and pleasure rule I accepted and so just after 1pm I was at her door which she opened and she looked stunning. Her hair was loose over her shoulders and she was wearing a tight blouse with buttons undone giving me a tantalising view of her breasts. Her skirt was short revealing her slender legs and I could feel my manhood stirring. She could easily have passed as someone 10 years younger.
As we sat done for a light lunch she said, "I've checked you out on social media and around the area and you come across as a genuine guy who I will freely admit quite fancy."
"I've looked you up as well and spoke to Liz who isn't happy with you moving away but says you haven't got any skeletons locked away. Well not that she knows of."
"Liz isn't happy as we are very friendly and she thought we had a good long term friendship starting."
We chatted for ages and eventually we stood up and she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I responded and we pulled each other close and quite quickly our tongues were meeting as our hands roamed across each other. After a few minutes we stopped and looked at each other.
"Don't normally do this on a first date but shall we go up stairs and you can ravage me?"
"I haven't been with a woman since my wife passed but I think its time and I can't think of a more beautiful woman to reinitiate me. Be gentle with me."
Helen took my hand and led me upstairs, giving me a superb view of her legs. The bedroom had a large king size bed and she turned back and kissed me again. Her hands swiftly undid her blouse revealing her still quite firm breasts held by a quite skimpy bra. As she tossed the blouse away I kissed her on the lips and let my hands caress her and her rock hard nipples. I lowered my head and kissed each one before sucking on them and Helen gave out a little moan. I turned her around and kissed her neck as my hands teased her tits and I pushed my hard and quite big cock against her bum making sure she could feel it. I unclipped the bra and eased it off her shoulders and gazed in amazement at her.
