For USA readers, the word 'fanny' has a different meaning in UK to over there. Here it means pussy.
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Len woke a couple of times during the night and felt strange, pleasantly strange, then he felt Masie beside him and the memories of a few hours earlier came flooding back. He snuggled up against her warm body and her deep breathing was interrupted as he once again took hold of her breast. He gently pressed his lips against her shoulder not wishing to disturb her further but a soft 'Mmmm....thank you' was succeeded by her returning to sleep.
He lay there for a while listening to her, feeling her warmth and her gentle heartbeat, and felt totally content. Tonight had been an experience for him, one he had never thought possible and it made him slightly sad to think that this was what his married life could have been like if only Rose had been as open minded as this lovely person laying beside him.
His thoughts turned to Albert and he felt himself inwardly cringe. It had been exciting, very exciting, and the thought still was, but now he felt as if in some way he had betrayed Masie even though it had all happened before any of this.
He desperately wanted a relationship with her but was frightened that his association with his friend might be a barrier. He could either keep it to himself or he could tell all, but again how would Albert feel to be suddenly cast aside? If he was being honest it was also something Len wanted to continue -- but not at the expense of losing Masie.
But again, was there a future for them? He had declared his thoughts before falling asleep but now felt perhaps he shouldn't have. It was a serious consideration at any age and he knew they would discuss it soon now she had heard him. Perhaps she didn't want that. Perhaps she would prefer a more relaxed, flexible relationship.
'Slow down George' ran through his brain. He was getting ahead of himself. 'Think about it in the morning.' and with that he dozed off again.
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When he opened his eyes in the morning it was to find her laying awake and looking at him.
'Good morning.' she said quietly.
'Good morning.'
He stretched and reached out for her. 'Did you sleep well?'
'Better than I have for a long time. What about you?'
'Me too.'
He went on, 'Thank you so much for last night, it's never been like that for me before.'
She smiled. 'I enjoyed it a bit too you know.'
Now he smiled. 'I'm glad, but it was an eye-opener for me. I think I've got a lot to learn....'
'and I'd love to teach you .' she interrupted him.
He paused while he studied her face.
'Really? Do you mean that?'
She nodded.
He moved forward to kiss her and flinched slightly as he felt her hand take hold of his penis again. She started fondling him and he could feel his natural reaction as he stiffened slightly. She pulled back and smiled before resuming their kiss then pulled away again.
'I can smell me on your face,' she said.
'I'm sorry I'll go and wash.'
'No don't, I like it.' she whispered before placing her lips on his again.
He could feel himself getting bigger and felt down her body to her groin. Her legs opened enough for him to feel between them and his fingers found their destination. She was warm between her thighs and still slightly sticky, and when he pushed gently forward he slipped between her lips into the wet, lubricated heat of her cunt. He groaned softly into her mouth and felt her tongue push through into his. She was getting turned on again.
He pulled back and they just looked at each other as they caressed the others genitals until she whispered 'Would you like to fuck me again?'
'I'd love to but....'
'You need a little help down here.' she said holding his still not fully erect penis.
He nodded. 'Sorry.' he said.
'Don't be. I think I can sort it out!' and started to wriggle her way down his body.
