Getting To Know Mrs Miller Pt 08

Carol and I got back to her bungalow and as she put away the car I opened up and turned a few lights on.

Soon Carol was in the house with her arms around my shoulders whispering. "It felt so good with your finger up my bum. Let's just grab a quick drink to loosen me up and then we can get to bed and do things properly."

That sounded good to me. Carol poured herself a very large gin and tonic whilst I grabbed a bottle of beer. We just stood and cuddled one another in the kitchen as she said. "It's going to be the last night of you sharing my bed. Hope we can make it a night to remember."

Our drinks finished she quickly turned off the lights, checked everything was locked and then took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She was barely dressed to start with and soon we were both naked sitting on her bed, kissing like only lovers can. My hands played with her nipples as she gently stroked my dick. It felt a little like we were both nervous to take that next step but then Carol went into her bedside drawer and removed the container of lubricating gel. Our eyes met and we knew it was now or never.

She positioned herself in the centre of the bed and began to apply the gel liberally around her anus. Then she passed the gel to me and told me to coat my dick too. I made her promise to tell me if it hurt at any time and then I positioned my dick in the right spot.

I pushed and nothing happened. I was trying to be too gentle. Carol suggested I start with a finger like we had in the car park. Success!! It slid in fairly easily and Carol gasped. Very gently I slid in and out, a little deeper each time.

"Try two fingers and then we will go for the big one."

I presumed that the "big one" was my dick and felt quite pleased with the compliment. Two fingers were duly applied and as Carol encouraged me I finally slid my dick in their place. Again Carol gasped and started to verbally spur me on.

"Oh fucking yes. That feels so fucking good. So fucking tight. I wish I had tried this years ago."

It was indeed very tight compared to her fanny which had given birth to Kate and also had seen quite a bit of action over the years.

Carol urged me to fuck her harder and deeper and I did as I was told. The only problem for me was the tightness. I was never going to be able to last long and even though I fought to control it there was no way to stop myself. I started to spurt and Carol obviously realised what was happening.

"Oh yes Darling. Fill my arse full of that hot cream. So glad I suggested this."

I felt my dick shrinking and slipping out of Carol and soon we were holding one another as she showered my face with kisses.

"That felt amazing. I have wondered about it for years but you made it all come true. Once you recover and before we go to sleep I would love to try it again"

"Your wish is my command lovely lady. This has been quite a weekend of discovery for both of us."

We lay in a trance for quite a while. Recovering both physically and mentally. Hardly a word was spoken and then our eyes met. Carol's eyes said it all and she resumed her position on the bed before applying another generous helping of gel to her anus. I did the same with my dick and this time pushed inside her much more easily. She gasped to again feel me there and as I started to thrust she pushed backwards taking me even deeper inside her.

Carol was a lot less tight than on our first attempt and for me it was much more enjoyable. I felt more in control of my dick and my need to cum. Also my position seemed to give me more control and I slid my hand around finding Carol's clitoris. I started to rub it and the combination of that and my thrusting soon had Carol screaming as her orgasm arrived.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck. That's so fucking good." She seemed to vibrate throughout her whole body as I continued my assault on her. Not long had passed before a second orgasm arrived and then a third. I felt totally in control but realised there was only so much of this that a 59 year old woman could take. I flicked the switch in my head and again filled Carol's arse with a fresh supply of hot cream.

Carol screamed so loud I thought you would be able to hear her back at Kate's house.

We collapsed side by side on the bed as I watched my seed slowly oozing from Carol's arse.

Again no words were spoken until Carol finally whispered "Thank you Darling. That was some fuck. Better than I ever imagined."

She paid a visit to the bathroom to tidy herself up, turned off the bedside lamps and slid back into bed. We fell asleep in one another's arms.

Carol was a lot less tight than on our first attempt and for me it was much more enjoyable. I felt more in control of my dick and my need to cum. Also my position seemed to give me more control and I slid my hand around finding Carol's clitoris. I started to rub it and the combination of that and my thrusting soon had Carol screaming as her orgasm arrived.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck. That's so fucking good." She seemed to vibrate throughout her whole body as I continued my assault on her. Not long had passed before a second orgasm arrived and then a third. I felt totally in control but realised there was only so much of this that a 59 year old woman could take. I flicked the switch in my head and again filled Carol's arse with a fresh supply of hot cream.

Carol screamed so loud I thought you would be able to hear her back at Kate's house.

We collapsed side by side on the bed as I watched my seed slowly oozing from Carol's arse.

Again no words were spoken until Carol finally whispered "Thank you Darling. That was some fuck. Better than I ever imagined."

She paid a visit to the bathroom to tidy herself up, turned off the bedside lamps and slid back into bed. We fell asleep in one another's arms.

I woke to find the bed empty. I nipped to the bathroom and then headed for the kitchen where Carol was busy making breakfast for us.

"Go and throw those shorts on. I'm just ready."

Again I did as I was told and soon the two us of were sat with a cooked breakfast.

"Hope you are ok after last night." I said.

Carol smiled. "A little bit sore you know where. But a very nice sore. So glad I suggested it for our final night."

"I forgot I have an appointment at the hairdressers for a quick trim. I should have cancelled but I won't be long. Then we can decide how to spend our last afternoon together." The look on her face made me think some of it would be spent back in her bed.

I asked if I could have a soak in the bath whilst Carol was out, and she nodded her agreement. I offered to do the washing up whilst Carol went to throw on some casual clothes and before I knew it she was getting the car out of the garage and heading off. I dried the breakfast things and settled down for a few minutes before going off to sort out my bath.

It was the first real soak in a bath that I had had in ages and I think I dozed off for quite a while. I was awakened by Carol opening the bathroom door.

"Shame there isn't room for the two of us in there. Long time since I shared a bath. I bought you a little surprise whilst I was out. Something as a reminder of me. I'll be waiting in my bedroom."

I got up and dried myself off before making my way to Carol's bedroom. She stood there naked except for a small pair of black knickers with a bright pink edging. On the front was a heart in the same shade of pink.

"It was a spur of the moment idea. Thought I could wear them today and then tonight you can take them back to Kate's. They are quite stretchy and I reckon you could put them on and remember this weekend if you ever need a reminder."

"How about we get into bed and snuggle up together and see if we can get them coated in some of your juices." I responded.

We slid into bed together and got comfortable.

It felt a little strange at first that we weren't both totally naked but it was such a nice gesture by Carol to buy the knickers just for me.

We spent the afternoon lost in one another's company before the knickers finally came off and we enjoyed one last long shag. So slow and so sensual as we changed places and positions seamlessly. It seemed to go on forever until Carol announced that on the way back to her daughters we were going for a meal at the Royal Oak where our weekend together had begun.

"But before that give me one last fill up of young cream."

Carol rolled onto her back and without further ado I started to pound her fanny like there was no tomorrow. The language from both of us was unrepeatable and as if by magic we both came at almost the same time. Carol gripped on to me shaking as if she was having a heart attack.

Eventually we settled back down in one another's arms.

"I probably shouldn't say this." She hesitated. "But it would be very easy to fall in love with you if there was not such a gap in our ages."

I didn't know how to respond and instead just kissed her as passionately as at any time over the weekend.

Then it was time to rise from the bed. Carol decided on a quick shower making sure to cover her hair with a shower cap. I dressed and got together any bits and pieces I had brought with me.

Carol had thrown on a simple loose dress. I got the impression she was braless but she flicked the dress up to show me she had put the knickers back in place till later.

We headed off back to the Royal Oak and got a table quite close to where we had been on Friday. Carol chose not to drink as she had some driving to do whilst I enjoyed a pint of bitter. We ordered 2 steaks with all the trimmings and were soon tucking in.

Being a Monday, the pub was virtually empty and Carol took the opportunity to keep lifting her dress to give me a flash of the knickers she had bought for me.

"I have one last surprise." She announced. On the way back to Kate's we go past that place we pulled in at the other day. There's not enough room in the car to shag but I can give you a last blow job to remember. How does that sound??"

I think the look on my face was the only answer Carol needed.

"Right then a quick nip to the toilet and then pay the bill and we'll be on our way."

I paid a toilet trip too and we were soon back in Carol's car and heading off. Ten minutes later and we were parked up in the lay-by we had visited before. Carol lifted her skirt to show me the knickers had gone.

"Didn't want you struggling to get them off in the car so I got rid of them before we left the pub." She held out her hand before kissing the knickers on the crotch and then giving them to me.

In a second she was undoing my belt and jeans. My cock was already hard at the sight of her naked fanny and soon she was sucking for all she was worth. The place we were parked was quite public and I guess Carol wanted to get things sorted rather than take her time. Soon I was moaning and thrusting before I filled Carol's mouth with my freshly warmed spunk. She raised her head and we kissed.

As we kissed my hand was up her skirt and feeling it there she opened her legs as far as possible in the car and without any ceremony I started to finger fuck her as if my life depended on it.

The choice words again fell from Carols lips and in no time at all her juices were flowing and she shouted my name one last time.

We tidied ourselves up and were soon back on the road and pulling into Kate's drive.

Things changed back into Mrs Miller-mode now. I grabbed my things and Carol and I went into the house. Geoff had already returned from Kent and after a bit of small talk Carol left for the drive home. She gave me a wink as she headed for the door. I thought to kiss her but was unsure how Kate might react.

Things got back into our previous routine and it feels a good point at which to draw a line and tell readers how events went over the next 50 years

Carol

Carol and I never got the opportunity to sleep together again. She continued her Saturday afternoon visits to Kate's house. They were quite enjoyable now that all our secrets were out in the open. More than once Carol jokingly suggested the three of us got together one evening and she stayed over but it never happened. I think Carol would have been up for it but Kate seemed reluctant. I think Kate probably had an idea how her mother had behaved with me and perhaps worried if she would be able to compete.

Soon Carol went away for the weekend with Jeremy and pretty soon they seemed to become an item. They seemed to enjoy a few foreign holidays which I always thought might be at Carols expense.

About the time I moved back North they became man and wife and Jeremy moved in to Carol's bungalow. I never knew if he kept her as satisfied as I felt I had but they sounded to be quite happy. I heard that he died around about 1990 and Carol settled in to life and enjoyed going on cruises with another widowed friend. Around the turn of the century Kate wrote to tell me that whilst on a cruise her mother had suffered a stroke. The on-board medical staff had given her the best possible care but by the time the ship docked in Barcelona Carol had passed away.

Kate

Kate and I resumed our normal routine of Mrs Miller in the week and Kate at the weekend. She had started to take the pill again and our sex life went from good to even better. The weekend with Carol had given me more confidence and as the months passed we got more and more adventurous. We found a nice secluded spot and a couple of times went for picnics with Kate leaving off her knickers so that we could easily consummate the picnic in the nicest possible way.

At the end of the second year there Howard decided university life was not for him. He left and soon after that at the beginning of my third year we got a new first year student James. He stayed with Kate for 2 years after I left and I sometimes wondered if he took my place in her bed. Kate never said anything and it was not the kind of question you asked.

Another year passed and it was time for my graduation. My mother and father and sister came down for a couple of nights staying in a local hotel. They met Kate for the first time and were so grateful to her for looking after me the way she had. If they had only known just how well she had looked after me.

We all knew that after University I would move back to the North West which I did. Kate and I parted on the best of terms and continued to correspond by letter for some time albeit a more reserved correspondence.

I think her time with me had given her the confidence to forge a new life and about 3 years after I moved back home she wrote telling me she had met someone via the local tennis club. He was a widower himself with a teenage daughter and before long Mrs Miller was no more as she became Mrs Stephens. I was invited to the wedding but I made my excuses as I did not want to be an embarrassment to Kate or also to Carol.

They seemed to be blissfully happy and I felt a mixture of jealousy for the wonderful times we shared but happy that I had been a stepping stone to her finding fulfilment in her life.

They sold their two houses and moved into a large family home and our contact, of necessity, started to dwindle. She wrote to me very occasionally for a bit of a catch up including the news of her mother's death but eventually even that contact ended.

Myself

I moved back home. I settled on Accountancy as a career. I met a girl at a local dance hall and we got engaged. Money was tight as I worked through my Articles but then improved so that we married and settled down in our own home. 3 children followed and later on 3 grandchildren. Things improved financially and I became a partner in a small local firm. My wife has never asked anything about my connection with Kate but I suspect she has worked out that there was a connection. One that started with a wank and became so much more.