Getting To Know Mrs Miller Pt 6

A massive Thank You to Mica. Without her help and encouragement these stories from my youth would have stayed in my head. Instead she encouraged me it was time to share them with others. She is a very special lady and I feel so blessed to have her in my life.

I woke with the need to use the bathroom. I guess the beer from earlier needed a release. I then walked into the sitting room where Carol was busy tidying away the glasses etc. She was wearing a shortie nightdress but still looked quite stunning. It was still only 11pm. We had clearly gone to bed very early and time was not important for either of us.

She seemed to be having difficulty in making eye contact.

I felt it up to me to break the ice.

"Was it not good for you." I asked.

Carol took a while to respond. She looked me in the eyes and then said. "Good!! It was way past good. It was fucking amazing. But I think I owe you an apology. I need to tell you a bit more about my situation."

Carol went on to tell me about Jeremy. He was a member of the local bowling club. He was 64 and widowed. Carol had joined the club that summer to meet a few friends and especially knowing that there were quite a few unattached older men there. She and Jeremy had become friendly and he had taken her to the Royal Oak for a bite to eat a couple of times. They were getting closer and Jeremy had suggested a weekend in Brighton together. That would involve sharing a room and a bed and Carol was very nervous after all this time as to how it would work as no man had seen her naked for several years.

She and Kate had discussed the situation which had led to them discussing the relationship between Kate and myself. She could see how happy I was making Kate and with the proposed weekend at Carol's house about to happen Kate had agreed to "lend" me to her mother for a few nights. They thought about letting me share the secret but Carol wanted to see if she could work her magic to get me into her bed to build her own confidence and also re-awaken her own sexuality.

"I'm so sorry we used you as some sort of guinea pig without asking you first. You must think we are awful especially me."

"I am more than happy to be your guinea pig Carol. Tonight has been amazing and I hope this will not sour our weekend together."

"How about you finish off in here and come back to bed, either with or without the nightie, whichever makes you feel most comfortable."

"So you still want to share my bed?" Carol asked.

"Most definitely. If you'll have me. Lets go and cuddle and you can tell me a bit more about Jeremy. I hope he realises what a lucky man he is."

Carol smiled, turned off the lights in the sitting room and hand in hand we walked to her bedroom.

She closed the door behind her, thought twice about the nightie before slipping it off over her head and sliding in naked next to me and into my arms.

"I very much doubt Jeremy will have your stamina at 64 but we will see"

"I can only give you my personal opinion but since we left Kates's I could not keep my eyes off you. As we drove I was mentally undressing you and once we were sat together in the pub I wanted you more than ever. You are a very sexy lady and right now there is nowhere I would rather be than here in this bed with You."

"Not even in bed with Kate?" she enquired.

"Right now I am here with You and I want to make the most of every second before Jeremy sweeps you away to Brighton."

We kissed passionately and I found myself caressing Carol's fabulous tits. Her nipples were like bullets again and longing to be sucked.

When our kiss finally broke Carol spoke. "Earlier you said you wanted to cum all over my tits. Did you mean it? No-one has ever done that to me before."

"Your tits are amazing and I would love to share that with you if you would be happy to. It might get a bit messy but the ideal place would be in the shower. I noticed you have a very large shower with plenty room for two. Any surplus spunk could be easily rinsed off the tiles afterwards."

"Mmmmmm." Said Carol as our lips met again.

We held one another and drifted off to sleep together.

I woke to find it was morning and I was alone in Carol's bed. I went to use the bathroom and could hear noises coming from the kitchen. A radio was playing music and I heard Carol singing along. I followed the sound to find her cooking breakfast. The nightie had returned but she still looked enticing.

She heard me approaching and turned. "Kate said you enjoyed bacon and eggs so there is some on the way. Then we can share that shower that you promised me last night. Sit yourself down it will only be a minute."

"You sound very happy this morning." I replied.

"I think I have you and your dick to thank for that."

"I hope I did ok?" I asked.

"More than ok. Its left me a little tender down there but a lovely tender. I need to nip out after our shower. Some things for tea and whilst I am out I will pick up some lubricating gel. Don't want my fanny getting sore and missing out on any of the fun."

The plates arrived on the large oak table and we both tucked in. I realised I was still naked and didn't remember ever eating breakfast naked before, not even with Kate. I made a mental note about the table. It was very solid and looked like the sort of place Carol might enjoy being bent over and fucked with her knickers around her ankles.

After eating we sat and chatted, mostly naughty flirty chat. Carol was a much more open lady than I had first imagined her to be and was enjoying the company of a young man anxious to bed her whenever he got the chance. Especially a naked man sat at her breakfast table.

"Think its shower time." Carol announced. "You are ahead of me with no clothes on but we will soon put that right. I followed Carol into the bathroom. She pulled the nightie over her head and hung it on a hook on the back of the door. She opened the door and got into the vast shower area and set the controls to a nice temperature before beckoning me to join her and shut the door. Showers were not something I was used to as a simple Northern lad. When I was quite young a bath was made of galvanised tin and set up before the fire. Then we had a bath installed but still no shower. Most of my experience of showers was at school after games or rugby matches.

I drew Carol near and we kissed under the stream of warm water. I reached for the soap but Carol reminded me there was not too much point in that until we had taken care of the reason for the joint shower.

"Let's get him nice and hard for us." as she took hold of my dick and started to slowly wank it. It seemed unfair that I was getting all the pleasure and so I bent forward and started to suck on her nipples. This only served to speed up her wanking as her bullets quickly appeared in my mouth.

"That's lovely." She sighed. "So long since anyone sucked them like that. I have been missing so much these past few years without even realising."

"What a waste." I said. "They are so suckable and I hope by the time I go back to Kate's they get a lot more sucking. Jeremy will be a lucky man to be getting his lips around these."

"Oh John." Carol gasped. "I am so looking forward to you covering them in your hot creamy spunk."

Carol's hands were working their magic and I felt the tremors inside me telling me I was getting close. I told Carol to let me take over and to kneel down in front of me. She did so and in seconds I felt the contractions as my dick started to erupt. I guided each burst down onto Carol's beautiful tits. She squealed as the first shot landed and then a second and third and fourth. I lifted her to her feet and we kissed as I massaged the spunk all over her wonderful breasts paying particular attention to her nipples. Then it was my turn to start the cleaning process as I licked and sucked all over.

Now it was time for the proper shower. We both lathered our hands in soap and proceeded to soap one another from head to foot paying particular attention to our most intimate parts. Carol confided she had never even done this with her late husband and seemed to regret not sharing something so simple but so intimate.

Soon we stepped out of the shower and proceeded to towel dry one another interspersed with long sensual kisses. Eventually we were both dry and smiling at one another.

"Right let me throw some clothes on and get off to the local supermarket and a couple of other places. Won't be too long."

"Can I come with you?" I asked.

"If you want to." Carol replied looking a little puzzled.

"Feel I want to spend as much time with you as I can, plus I can help with the bags too."

"Aw that's so sweet and perhaps we can grab a coffee on the way back, I know just the place."

We both went and threw on some clothes. For me it was the jeans from yesterday topped by a t-shirt. Carol had put on a very baggy top that somehow suited her and a pair of white trousers that were tight on her backside.

We were soon at the supermarket and I pushed the small trolley and followed her. From time to time she bent down or over a freezer unit and the fabric on her trousers pulled so tight I could see the shape of her knickers. I decided bent over that table in the kitchen was an even more attractive thought at a later date.

I thought it would be good for her ego to share my thoughts and from time to time I whispered what I was thinking to her.

Soon we were back at the car and loading the bags in the boot. As we drove off Carol said. "You were getting me a bit hot and bothered in there."

"Let me just say, Carol, if we had been at your house and you had bent over like that you would have found those white trousers and your knickers around you ankles and I would have been shagging you from behind."

"Wow...do I have that much effect on you."

"Find somewhere quiet to pull over and I will show you."

Fortunately we were driving along country roads and quickly Carol found a pull in and turned off the engine. I pulled her to me and as out lips devoured one another my right hand slid under the sloppy top and found her bra-covered tits and started to assault them. Her hands had found their way to the belt of my jeans and that was soon undone along with the zip. She grasped my hardening cock with a need as my hands moved to her trousers and started to undo the zip.

"I really want to fuck you but it's not ideal here in this small car so we will have to settle for fingers until I can get you home and undress you properly."

She eased her backside off the car seat allowing me to lower her trousers and knickers giving me free access to her fanny. Meanwhile she was stroking my balls and dick which was now fully erect and throbbing.

I eased her thighs as far open as possible in the car seat and slid two fingers deep inside. For a woman her age she was soaking wet and started to pant in time with the thrusts of my fingers.

"Oh fucking yes." she shouted. "Yes, yes, yes. Don't you dare fucking stop till I cum all over those magic fingers."

A couple of cars passed by but we were oblivious as Carol held my dick more firmly and wanked me as if her life depended on it whilst I pumped my fingers in and out of her wet needy cunt.

"Oh God I'm cumming." Carol announced as I felt my fingers again covered with that familiar hot stickiness. About a minute later I joined her with blobs of white cream erupting over her hands.

Fortunately there was a box of tissues near the dashboard and we both grabbed a handful each to clean ourselves up.

"I don't know what to say." said Carol. "Except I am so glad you asked to come with me."

"I think come with you is the perfect description." I replied. Carol laughed.

"Just a couple of other calls and then it's back home to bed. I had ideas for a coffee but it can wait. Perhaps tomorrow."

We soon stopped at a small shopping precinct with a chemist, newsagent and half a dozen other shops. I was instructed to stay where I was as Carol was only nipping into the chemist for some lubricating gel plus one other thing which she was hoping would be a surprise for later.

Soon we were back at Carols bungalow and she opened the door as I removed the bags from the boot. She left me to empty the bags in the kitchen whilst she put the car away in the garage for the night and then joined me in the house.

"Right my young man. You are going to have to be a little patient before you drag me off to bed. I decided on a beef casserole with red wine for tea. It won't take too long and then I can throw it in the slow cooker for later once you have finished ravishing me. If you like you can help me."

"Sounds good to me. My Grandma taught me a lot about cooking and baking." As I peeled the carrots and sliced them along with some celery, Carol cubed the beef and browned it in a pan with some chopped onions. At last it was ready and thrown together into the slow cooker with an OXO cube dissolved in boiling water and a generous amount of red wine. The lid was on and the switch turned just as the phone rang. It turned out to be Kate checking everything was going ok. Carol told her everything was fine and that I had just been helping to get stuff ready for tea.

"Tea" I heard Kate say. "It's only 1 o'clock."

"But it takes a while to cook in the slow cooker." Carol said. "John has just been helping me with the tea and now I have a few things he has offered to help me with in the bedroom." She was clearly trying to wind Kate up. The phone call ended and Carol checked the slow cooker and then checked the front door was locked before taking my hand and we set off for the bedroom.

"Oh there was a message from Kate for you. She said black today with red trim."

I smiled and told Carol how Kate let me know what colour of knickers she was wearing. Normally the week days were colour coded but normally on Saturdays I got to find out for myself.

Carol thought that was a very romantic and erotic thing to share and suggested we might do something similar. I was more than fine with that. I have had a knicker fetish all my life starting in my early teens. I wondered how complicated it might get. It would be much easier if the two women would co-ordinate their colours. Perhaps something we could discuss again.

We got to the bedroom and embraced. I asked Carol if she would let me undress her. She was fine with that but told me her underwear today was pretty ordinary. Just thrown on for a trip to the shops. I told her it was not about the underwear but the lady wearing it that mattered.

"You have a wise head on young shoulders." she said. "After tea I will dig out something a bit sexier as we settle down for the evening."

Carol lifted her arms and I easily removed the sloppy sweater to reveal a white bra with a hint of lace. I undid her white trousers and let them drop to the floor to reveal a smart matching pair of white knickers.

Carol took of my t-shirt and then undid my belt and jeans. As I have mentioned before I did not wear underwear until I was in to my twenties. I was brought up in quite a poor household but I never did figure out if the lack of underwear was a financial necessity or if there was any other reason. It's a little late now to ask questions as both my mother and father have died. My sister certainly wore knickers but I guess that is a little different.

Soon we were both naked. I drew the bedroom blinds and slipped into bed and into Carol's embrace.

We gently started to stroke and play with one another. Strangely in a way that was so much more than sexual. Our kissing was reaching new highs and I felt the need to make love to Carol rather than just shag her. Not a word was spoken but she seemed to sense that too. We positioned ourselves side by side on the bed and with her help I slid gently inside her. Once there I just enjoyed that feeling and I discovered that even the slightest of movements of my dick seemed magnified and seemed to ripple through both of our bodies.

The look on Carol's face was a picture. Eventually she spoke. "You seem to be able to get to me in so many different ways. Earlier in the car was so sexy and so exciting but this is so different but so beautiful."

"Perhaps that's because I am with a beautiful lady." It sounded corny but Carol seemed to love it and started to run one finger around my face. We seemed to lie there for ages just kissing, touching and caressing. Everything felt right with the world and then the bedside phone rang. It was Jeremy. trying to invite himself round for the evening. Carol explained she had someone staying for the weekend but didn't explain it was a young man forty years her junior who was taking every opportunity to share his dick with her amongst other parts of his anatomy,

When Carol got off the phone I reminded her that usually at this time we would be having afternoon tea and I would be trying to sneak a peek at her knickers. Here she was now without any on and stroking my cock as we talked.

"Think it's time I took a quick look at how the slow cooker is doing."

She grabbed her nightie and I figured this was my chance. I paid a quick visit to the bathroom then grabbed a pillow from the bed before heading off towards the kitchen. Carol was pottering around checking things and looked at me. She saw the pillow in my hands and seemed to realise my intentions. I put the pillow on the oak table and bent her forward resting on the pillow. The nightie was pulled up enough to give me a clear view of her fanny. I bent down and started to lick and suck it to make sure she was nice and wet. Her squeals told me I was hitting the right spots. My cock was rock hard do I stood up and guided it into her lovely love hole. She gasped and as I started to slowly thrust in and out she started to vocalise again.

"Oh Darling. That feels so deep and so filling. You seem to know just how to please me. Give it to me till I beg you to stop."

I started to fuck her harder than ever before. The position felt just perfect and soon I was slapping against her arse as I pounded her fanny like a man possessed. She was screaming now and using every swear word I had ever heard plus one or two that sounded new to me.

"You just get fucking better you sexy swine. If you carry on like this I might have to eat tea standing up."

I fucked her even harder until I felt the familiar screams as her body stiffened and her juices flowed yet again. Eventually I came too and our combined juices started to drip down on to the tiled floor.

Carol turned to me breathless. "The tea is nearly ready but I think I need a lie down first. Lets go and have a cuddle back in bed whilst I recover. Just a cuddle. You have worn me out. After tea we can start all over again. I want to look my best."

With that we went back to Carol's bedroom. She threw off her nightie and we settled down to rest.