Mary Hopgood stood in front of the long mirror. She was completely naked. He pubic hair had been shaved clean to show a small mole just to the right of her pink slit. My left hand was cupped around her breast and my very hard cock pressed into the crack of her arse.
"You are a good looking woman Mary," I said.
She smiled. "I don't know how a young man your age can find an old lady of fifty nine so attractive?"
"But I do Mary. You've kept yourself in trim and look more like a lady of forty, like your daughter."
"You flatter me Jamie. You trying to get in my knickers?"
I smiled, "Do I need to try hard?"
"No, but no more today. Three times is far too much for an old girl like me."
"I've told you Mary you're not old." "We have to think about finishing our affair."
"Why?"
"Ted, he's talking about retiring, he's well passed retirement age. And god knows what life will be like with him around me all day?"
"Maybe good for your sex life?"
"Don't think so. Last time we had sex must have been on his fiftieth birthday. No sex for me for all those years and then you came along."
She turned around and kissed me. I could see in the mirror her still shapely figure and her firm arse. With one hand I lifted her up and with the other I pointed my hard cock at her slit.
Her face changed and she smiled. "Once more and then let me rest so make it quick."
I carried her to the unmade bed and dropped her onto the mattress. She giggled and spread her legs. I could see her pussy lips still wet with my last offering. I crawled between her legs and place my penis at her entrance.
"You know Jamie I think it's that moment when your cock parts my lips that I find the most arousing. Then you slide your hot cock into me I'm lost and completely yours."
To be sure she was mine I held my cock at her entrance and pushed just a little way in. I held myself.
"Like that?"
"Oh yes just like that."
With one long stroke I reached bottom and filled her with my meat.
"Now Jamie I'm yours, all yours. Please fuck me."
I pulled back until I felt the cool air on my glans.
"Again big boy."
Once more I held myself at her entrance. She mouthed a "please" and I smiled. A moment looking at her before one long stroke and I was in her again.
Don't anybody tell you post menopausal women are dry. Not a bit of it Mary was silky smooth once aroused and took me easily. Just like any other man having cum three times made a forth take some time. Time humping my lover and I knew she would be sore for days.
Not that Ted would have noticed never having visited her nether regions in a long time. Mary just needed a little time to recover. She wasn't short on orgasm's either, Mary would cum just like any other woman reaching a sexual high. With my cock going liked the pistons on a steam train she aways came and came hard. The bed was always wet after I left her and she gladly took at least three loads from her eighteen year old lover.
"You want to come around tomorrow?"
"Sorry I'll have to give it a miss, got a few people I need to meet. I'll be free in a couple of days?"
"Okay, you just come around when you want. Ted's working all week so I'm free."
I had to smile as Mary would invent imaginary jobs for me to do as an excuse for me being there.
Now come on you must be wondering how and why a handsome virile eighteen year old came to be shagging the arse off a mature woman. Well it all started with Mary's granddaughter Grace. Grace was my age and we met when we were sixteen. No it wasn't love at first sight. I'd moved with my parents from a town about forty miles away.
I made friends with a group of guys who made friends with a group of girls and we hung out together. It was quite a time before we got to be real close. Out of the blue she invited me on a picnic, that was a picnic for two. A bus ride and a walk along a quiet river bank. She found us a quiet place to eat. Like teenagers wondering what to do next we lay holding hands. She kissed me and I kissed her. Next thing I remember she's rolling a condom over my very erect cock and inviting me to take her cherry.
"You are my eighteenth birthday present," she said as I slid my cock into her. My first time but I'd read enough about sex and watched plenty or porn to not be over powered by the occasion. Her first and my first but I never told her that.
Once we had the first sex out of the way I worked hard to impress. Almost every day for the next month we had sex, most at her instigation. I would go down on her as a prelude to her kissing and licking my cock before I slipped on a condom and she either rode me or I rode her.
I have to admit I got a liking for the taste of pussy and sometimes I was loathed her come up and fuck her. She on the other hand only licked my cock for a few minutes. As for sixty nine that was a no go. However I couldn't get enough of her and she of me. That was until she took me home to meet mum and dad.
My first impressions of her father was he was a tosser. Been married for twenty something years and thought it would last forever without any effort on his part. I tried to avoid being there when he might be present which meant during the day.
You see Helen, Grace's mum, was a stay at home wife. I found out he made her give up her job when they married. Helen was bright intelligent and very very witty. We would often sit around during the day and all three of us were in fits of laughter. Then one day, it must have been when the weather was warming, Helen said something about needing a plumber for the bathroom sink.
I don't know why but I offered to have a look. I'd boxed myself into a corner and didn't have a clue what to do. So for ten minutes I stared at the cistern. Finally I put my hand in the cold water and fiddled. Something happened and the toilet flushed.
"Fixed it?" Helen was behind me a hand was on my shoulder peering into the cistern as it filled.
"Good boy," she said and kissed me on the cheek.
Handyman Dave was soon called upon to do little jobs. Each time I had an audience and each time I had a fix. Most of it was luck over skill but I never let on.
Then one day I got a call from Helen. Could I come over and fix a plug. Sure I said wondering what a plug was, no not really, I knew enough about electricity to know how to fix a plug. When I arrived Grace was nowhere.
"She's gone over to her grandma's, be back in about an hour. Just paying a visit."
The plug wasn't the problem. That was Helen leaning over me while I used a screwdriver.
"Thank goodness your here. Ted, he's useless at anything like this. In truth he's useless and most things maybe that's why we only have Grace. She likes you and so do I."
By this time her ample breast was pressed against my arm. I turned my head and she was right in my face.
"You are a beautiful boy. You know any girl would be only too happy to have you." She kissed me on the cheek. I turned and she must have seem I was hard.
She kissed me and I kissed her back. Fuck me her hand was stroking my hard cock. Next thing I know she's got me in her hand.
"Oh god Dave you're so fucking big."
She found my hand and moved it under her skirt and up her leg. She was hot and wet.
"Fuck me. Oh please I need you."
I lifted her onto the counter, pulled her knickers down. Pulled her onto my hot cock and fucked her. It wasn't slow and sensual, a rough shag. She came twice as I pounded her. Can't have been more than ten minutes before I came, spewing my seed into her. We stood looking at each other for a moment. Her face changed as if she was going to cry. She pushed me back and my cock slid from her cunt.
"Oh hell what have I done. I shouldn't have let you."
She picked up her knickers from the floor and all but ran. I left and waited for the aftershock.
There wasn't one. Grace called me and asked where I'd been.
"Didn't wait around. I'd forgotten my keys and mum and dad were going shopping and then on to dinner at a friends house so I had to rush back." It wasn't a lie as I had left my keys at home and mum and dad were off out later on but they would be home for quite a while before going out for the night.
"Mum say anything to you before you left?"
"No why?"
"Just when I got back she sounded rather upset."
"Can't think why. I fixed her plug and everything seemed fine. I'll see you in a bit, by love."
I arrived back with keys in my pocket. Grace hugged me as I came in. Helen smiled.
"You want to stop for supper?"
"Love to Mr Chandler."
"We are having pizza. I'll ring about six," she said. "Now Grace I'm doing washing. Off you go and bring anything from your room."
Without a word Grace left us.
"About what happened. We have to talk."
"Yes we do," I said, "If you want to forget we ever did anything then that's what we should do."
"No, I don't want to forget it. It was the best sex I've had in years. In truth the best sex ever and I want more, much more."
I nodded.
"I'll text you if that's all right."
Grace appeared with a bundle of clothes. She dropped them on the floor in front of the washing machine.
"That everything?"
"Yes, I think so."
I had to smile. I could see a black thong Grace had worn the last time we had sex and there if I'm not mistaken a white bra she wore the time before. Then Helen started to load the washing machine and I could see the knickers I'd ripped from her not an hour or two before.
"You want to listen to some music before we eat?" Grace asked.
"Sure, something nice and slow."
She took my hand and led me away. We listened to music as I ate her out.
"You're the best pussy licker ever."
Grace arched her back, tensed her thighs as I brought her to orgasm once again.
"You never think about taking up golf Dave?"
"No sir. I run and play rugby but was never interested in golf."
"Call me Nick. Golf is a great game and keeps me fit."
I saw Helen raise her eyebrows.
"Running is better for me and I so love playing rugby."
Nick moved away from sport and talked about whatever for a time.
"Your mother's having trouble finding a joiner to fix her kitchen cupboards," he said.
"You had a go?" Asked Helen.
"Ye, but nothing I could do."
"Dave you could nip around in the morning and have a look, that's if your not doing anything," said Grace.
This was my chance to meet Mary Hopgood again. Grace took my around to meet her not long after we started going out, just to show me off. Her gran was quite a stunner for a fifty something. That first time I was quite dumbstruck. For a mature woman she was easy on the eye and looked no older than her daughter. Mary was slim and well rounded in all the right places. Grace introduced me and I was lost for words. Mary smiled, that knowing smile that beautiful woman have when they know you know how good looking they are.
"I'll walk round with you. Nice day for a walk anyway," said Helen.
"Thats good of you mum as I've got to go into town to meet some friends."
So all was arranged as Helen and I left the house. We were out of sight of the house when Helen took my hand.
"About yesterday and me and you and Grace.?"
