Over a week had passed since that afternoon in the apartment and I hadn't heard from Jane. I had to admit to feeling disappointed as I felt sexually awakened. My sexual activities with my husband were considerably enlivened and I felt as though I had undergone a sexual awakening. Late in life, but at least I had experienced it. I had woken up feeling particularly horny and was just contemplating trying to "accidentally" get caught naked by the postman when the phone rang. It was Jane. She asked if I fancied a coffee and we agreed to meet in the same coffee shop we had been to when she asked me to work for her. It was a warm day, so I decided to just put a dress on, nothing else.
The coffee shop was quite full and we ended up out on the pavement to enjoy our drinks. I half wondered if Jane thought there was less chance of me being overheard out there if she told me something that surprised me. We chatted about rubbish for a while before she sat back and appraised me for a moment. 'You really are exceptionally attractive for your age' she said. 'You certainly have a great body and you are not shy about going out in public braless'.
'You noticed!' I exclaimed. 'Of course I noticed, I have been watching them move about for the past ten minutes'. I suddenly wished I had worn a bra, they were obviously too saggy. I said as much. 'Nonsense, they are perfect' she replied. 'Anyone would be seriously turned on though, so be prepared for unexpected amorous advances'.
I ticked her off with a hand motion and she laughed. 'You really are unaware of how attractive you are'. I suppose I was, but then I had never been a fan of the ego. She took a moment to consider, and then asked me if I had any regrets about my first paying job. I assured her I had none, but that I still felt bad about forgetting the condom. She assured me that it wasn't a problem for her as long as I could live with it. I said I could. In truth, I wasn't used to them as STDs had not been so common in my younger days and, of course, I had never needed to bother with my husband, especially after the pill, followed by the menopause.
'I have another job for you if you are interested' she said suddenly. The way I was feeling that morning, I would have said yes to almost anything, so I eagerly accepted. 'Ok then' said Jane carefully; 'you don't have to take this on, but hear me out first before deciding' I was intrigued.
'We have a regular, one of Amanda's, called Geoff. He is an older man, I should imagine in his early eighties, Geoff has a little trouble down below, but likes a naked woman to play with him for a while every so often. He won't get hard and there is no possibility of an ejaculation, but on the plus side you won't have to remember to use protection!' Jane giggled at her wit, quickly adding that she was only pulling my leg and not being serious. The money was good and I accepted the appointment.
The following day I was at the salon in plenty of time. I understood that Geoff was a no frills kind of person, so no fancy clothing was needed; in fact, he preferred no clothing at all. I borrowed a salon dust coat and after a short chat, made my way upstairs.
It wasn't long before Geoff arrived. He was pretty much as I expected, average height, carrying a little extra weight and mostly bald, with what hair he had coloured a silver grey. He was a little unsteady on his feet, but otherwise seemed in good health. We made our introductions and I took his jacket to hang on the hook in the hallway. I offered him a drink and told him to make himself at home. Geoff had done this many times before, so he was content to wander into the shower room and freshen himself up. I made tea and carried it into the shower room without knocking.
I have to confess to being a little taken aback when I saw him. As I said, he was average and slightly overweight, but what you couldn't tell if you saw him in the street was the size of his equipment below. I am no expert, but I would say that his cock was at least nine inches soft and very thick. No wonder he had trouble getting it up, you would need two blood supplies to sustain a thing like that. I digress. The shower was running and looked inviting, so I unbuttoned my dustcoat and took a step towards Geoff.
'Let me help you with this' I said. Geoff didn't resist, instead he smiled and walked into the large cubicle. I grabbed a large sponge and some unscented shower gel which was provided for the purpose and began to soap Geoff's back. He had obviously been a fit man in his youth and had the kind of build you would expect of a manual labourer, even after what must have been a good many years of retirement. He was also clearly not a fan of waxing, but he wasn't too hairy and what he had was also a silver grey.
I made a point of giving him special attention as I didn't know what else to do apart from "Playing with him" for a while. I pushed myself into his back so that my breasts were pushing into his back and started to wash his front by wrapping my arms around him. I added more soap and worked my way up and down his body, sometimes breaking away to reach down his legs, sometimes pressing myself back into him from behind. I loaded the sponge with yet more gel and moved to his cock. Gently I lathered it, taking care to cover the entire length and in the bit between the top of his legs and his very heavy balls. After making sure he was totally clean, I reached over and turned off the shower.
I wrapped a towel around myself and towelled Geoff off with another. Without saying a word, I lead him into the bedroom and sat him on the bed. He twisted around and laid full length on the right side, so I walked around to the left and climbed on beside him, dropping my towel as I went. 'My God you are a gorgeous woman' muttered Geoff. 'You have a body to die for'. I placed my hand on his chest and kissed him on the cheek chastely. 'Thank you Geoff, I appreciate your compliment'.
I started to caress his chest and stomach, slowly moving my hand and allowing it to get nearer and nearer his enormous flaccid cock. Eventually, I brought my hand alongside it and swept down between his legs before bringing it up the full length of him. It really did seem to go on for ever, even laying limp over his lower stomach as it was. 'Is this what you like?' I asked. Geoff nodded, so I continued. 'You have an amazing cock Geoff; it is so large and perfectly formed. Geoff smiled at me and spread his legs a little wider. He was obviously happy so far.
I moved down the bed bringing my head level with Geoff's crotch and shuffled over to place my head between his legs. I reached up and took his cock in my hand and continued masturbating him. His cock remained flaccid and I felt a pang of disappointment, even though I was told this would be the case before I even agreed to take this job. I took the head of it in my mouth and started to alternately lick and suck. I felt wonderful, even unaroused, and tasted nice too. I decided to get messy and allowed myself to slurp and dribble so that my saliva ran down the side of Geoff's balls. I had to check myself at first, but it seemed that Geoff was actually stiffening up a little. It was by no means a raging boner, but it was certainly growing and becoming less floppy. I chose to say nothing to avoid embarrassment and continued with renewed enthusiasm.
Judging by the small groans being emitted by Geoff, he seemed to be enjoying the treatment. I got up and crawled to the head of the bed and grabbed the pillows that were on my side. I returned to the previous position and slapped Geoff gently on the side of his bum. 'Lift up' I said chirpily, 'I will get a sore neck like this'. I placed the pillows under the small of his back and resumed my licking. By this time I was getting a little dry mouthed, so I asked Geoff if he would like me to rub him with massage oil. He nodded his agreement and I fetched it from the drawer chest at the side.
