It was time for tea. I put on some clothes whilst Caron donned her nightie and a dressing gown.
"We can eat first and then I'll go and get changed into something special for you."
The meal was excellent. Carol was a great cook as well as being a very sexy companion in bed. I helped her load the dishes into the dishwasher something I had never seen before. Fifty years ago they were very new to the market but Carol clearly was in a financial situation to make the most of any new innovations on the market.
Then she said she would leave me to my own devices for a little while whilst she attended to making herself "pretty" as she described it. I tried to find something to watch on TV but we were still in the days of black and white. Colour TV was just about on the market but even Carol did not have one of those.
Eventually she returned and it was well worth the wait. She wore an emerald green dress which fell just below her knee. There was a split up the side which gave a glimpse of nylons. She wore a hint of makeup and a soft pink shade of lipstick. I sat there and was genuinely speechless.
Carol gave a twirl and asked. "Will I do?"
I didn't answer for what seemed like ages and I saw the look of disappointment on her face.
Eventually my tongue came to life. "I am genuinely speechless to think you have gone to all this trouble for me. You look ready to go out on the town and not stay in with me."
"I am sure you will make it worth my while." Carol grinned. "Let's get some drinks sorted out and make a night of it."
Carol drifted off into the kitchen and returned with the same drinks as the previous evening. She opened the bottle of wine, poured herself a large glass and snuggled down next to me on the couch. She kissed me gently and I savoured the taste of her lipstick.
"Anything you fancy this evening?" Carol asked and then added before I had chance to. "apart from me of course."
"I am totally in your hands." I replied.
"That's a very tempting thought. Right for starters let's get you more comfortable. I found some of my late husband's shorts that he wore on holiday. They will be a little too big but very comfortable and big might mean easy access. Let's get you undressed and in them." Carol had my t-shirt off with the expertise of a woman who had done that before. Next my belt and zip were undone and in a flash I was naked and donning the shorts Carol had produced. They were a little too big but felt loose and comfortable.
Carol turned and asked me to unzip her dress. "I wanted to wear it for you but it's not ideal for lounging on the sofa."
"More appropriate for a weekend in Brighton." I quipped. Carol pulled out her tongue as she lowered the dress.
If I thought she looked good in it she looked even better without it. She wore a white bra with blank polka dots all over it. Matching knickers which in later life I came to know as French knickers. She had a white suspender belt supporting a pair of barely black stockings. The whole outfit screamed money. They were not the sort of underwear you bought on market stalls in my home town. Those might have been good enough for my mother but not Carol.
She said the dress was quite expensive and went off to the bedroom to hang it up before returning and settling herself down right next to me. Her perfume was intoxicating and soon our hands were all over one another. I loved the feel of her stockings. Another thing I have had a kind of fetish about from an early age
I felt I could say anything to Carol and asked her if she would keep the stockings and suspenders on when we went to bed.
"I'll tell you what." Carol replied. "These are quite expensive ones. I have a lot of other more ordinary pairs. In a minute I will change in to one of those and we can be as rough as we want with them. If they ladder it won't really matter and you can take them home afterwards as a souvenir."
My dick twitched at the idea of wrapping them around my cock in a lonely midweek night at Kate's house.
We spent the next hour like a pair of teenagers making out - lots of kissing and touching and I really loved stroking Carol's nylon covered legs. It's a pleasure that has never left me although fewer and fewer women seem to share the delights. I guess tights are far more practical but every man I ever met longs for the sight of stocking tops and the feel of nylons against the skin.
Eventually I eased Carol free of her bra and my kisses moved from her lips to those wonderful nipples.
"I am going to miss these."
"Perhaps Kate will lend you to me again. I'll try to suggest it. It's not far away from my Sixtieth. Perhaps we could have a weekend away in a fancy hotel."
"Brighton?" I suggested smiling.
"Why not." Carol replied also smiling.
I continued my sucking of Carols nipples before she said. "Think it's time for bed and my little surprise. The way you are going at my nipples I think you will enjoy it .... And me too."
Carol went around locking up and turning off lights and joined me in the bedroom. She let me undo the fastenings on her stockings and let me slide them down her legs. How wonderful. Then she replaced them with a pair from the drawer before removing the delicious knickers she had worn especially for me. It would be lovely to have those as a souvenir but that would clearly spoil the matching set.
I climbed into bed whilst Carol went off towards the bathroom. She returned with two extra-large bath sheets and together we placed them on the bed with Carol instructing. She climbed into bed and we embraced yet again.
Carol turned to her bedside cabinet and took out a small container.
"The last few years I have satisfied my sex drive by reading erotica and magazines. There have been a lot of articles about various things and some stretched my imagination. Thought it might be good to try one with you."
"A guinea pig for Brighton again." I laughed.
"We will have to see." Carol chuckled.
With that she took the container and poured it onto her nipples one by one. It was a sort of chocolate sauce. The kind of thing you put on ice cream but it started to harden quickly as did my dick. In a couple of minutes Carol had two rock hard chocolate nipples.
