Rose Recollects

Rosemary would pop round to Eileen's on her way back from the hairdresser's. She knew that Steve wouldn't be around as he was working, so she would be free to ask the embarrassing favour of her younger neighbour. How Eileen would then keep her secret that evening, she did not know but felt sure that she would come up with some pretext to allow her to carry out the favour without Steve knowing.

Rose parked her mobility scooter on the drive and staggered the few yards to ring the doorbell. Eileen opened up,

"Hello Rose, can I make you a cuppa, I'm just doing one for myself."

"Thank you, luvvie, you are a darling."

Eileen offered the older lady an arm and led her into the sitting room. Rose took a seat and reached for her spectacles from her handbag. Once they were on she could see the family photographs around the room. Steve and Eileen's wedding photo, a few professional studio group portraits with the kids but the one that she was always drawn to was that one of Steve in his football kit.

"God, you're a lucky girl to have a fella like your Steve. What a hunk!" she told Eileen, as she placed the tea and biscuits on the coffee table.

"You like that photo? He isn't keen on it. Here you go, have a closer look."

This was going well, she could steer the conversation onto her favourite subjects - men and sex - and link to the strange request.

"Are things still good with you both? Everything fine and dandy in the bedroom?"

"Really good, Rose. I'd be surprised if you don't hear us, most evenings when the kids are out. Now they're older and not always under our feet we get some real quality time."

"Oohhh, you lucky woman. I'd love to get a good shagging more often than I do these days."

"Do you have anyone at the moment?"

"Well, yes I do, actually. I've got a date this evening which is really the reason I've come round. I need to ask you a favour. It's a bit of a delicate issue."

"That's nice. Who's the lucky man? I'll do anything I can to help you, just ask."

"I met Howard a few weeks ago, we've had sex together a couple of times but tonight is our first date. He lives a long way away and is married so it's difficult. Well, I want to make it special tonight, so I thought I'd wear my basque."

Rose reached inside her coat pocket, pulled out a photograph and handed it to Eileen.

"Bloody hell, Rose, you minx!"

The photograph showed the 70 year old woman a few years earlier, stood in a hotel room in nothing but the red item of lingerie. Eileen marveled at the impressive cleavage and womanly hips even if her legs gave away the mobility problems she had suffered for many years.

"Alan took the photo, when I was seeing him again behind his wife's back."

"Your ex-husband Alan?"

"Yes. I was at a low point and I let him take advantage of me. He never was the greatest but what I craved from it was the admiration I wasn't getting anywhere else and he did always love my pussy even if he took it for granted."

"So, what's the favour you need?"

"I can't get into it on my own, would you mind, later, after my bath, helping me into it?"

"Of course, Rose. What time d'you need me there?"

"Around 6:30. Please don't tell Steve, can you think up some other reason?"

"I'll see what I can do. How did you meet this latest love cheat?"

"In the supermarket. I had just finished my coffee and was touching up me lippy. I saw him watching me. I smiled and so did he. I said "Hello" and "How are you?". He said he was great, thanks and he had just stopped here for a bit of lunch. Then I asked him what his plans were for the rest of the afternoon. He said that he hoped he'd be spending it with me. He said that he was so nervous he couldn't finish his sandwich. He walked with me out of the cafe and asked if I needed a lift.

"Oh no, I said, I've got this (pointing to my scooter) and I'll need to drive it back home."

"So, how are we going to do this?" he asked.

I gave him my address, kissed him on the cheek and left. I was so afraid that he might get cold feet and I wouldn't see him but I'd barely got home and he pulled up in this big black car. I guided him onto my drive, he got out and then we kissed properly for the first time. He patted my backside as we walked to my door. Once inside we got back down to the tonsil hockey. I wanted him to take me to bed. It didn't seem right having our first fuck in my hallway. I got on my stairlift and then he said,

"Let me go ahead first."

He was waiting for me at the top. We kissed again and I said

"Which room do you want, I've got three?"

"This one looks least overlooked" and he led me by the hand.

"Could you do me a favour and grab my lube out of the drawer in that room?"

Howard did as asked and in the drawer must've seen all my condoms and a Rabbit complete with clit stimulator. What must he have thought of me?"

"So, did he deliver? I guess so if you're seeing him again?"

"It was nice. I liked what I saw and his licking and some of his moves gave me a small orgasm and then he finished himself off on my tits."

"God, Rose. You tell a good tale. I have to admit I'm dripping."

"Aww, bless you. Good job we're not that way inclined or we might give each other a helping hand. Anyway, I thought, nice bonk, probably won't ever see him again. I gave him my number in hope. Anyway, he turned up out of the blue about a week later. This time he fucked me really hard and I was really quite satisfied. He shot his load in the condom inside me. It was then that he told me he had a trip down south planned the next week and we could make a night of it. So, here we are."

At 6:30, Eileen arrived eagerly at Rose's door. She'd had her interest kindled by the photograph and now she was going to get to see those delicious orbs, maybe even handle them as she helped her friend into her basque. She'd told Steve exactly what she was going to do, they didn't keep secrets from one another and as far as he was concerned his wife was just innocently helping a neighbour.

Rose shouted down "it's open, come on up!"

Eileen walked into the main bedroom and found Rose in her dressing gown.

"You're a bit overlooked here aren't you?"

"I like to flash the lorry drivers but I'll draw the curtains if you're uncomfortable?"

"Best had, I think." Eileen carried out that task as Rose stepped out of her gown.

Eileen blushed. Rose noticed.

"You must have seen other women nude? I'm probably a bit more saggy but still quite attractive, don't you think?"

"Oh, Rose you are a stunner and Howard is a very lucky man indeed."

"Aww, bless you, darling. I need to hold on to you while I step into this thing."

Eileen offered a shoulder and Rose held on and stepped into the basque.

"Could you lift it please?"

Eileen dropped down, her head close to the old woman's shaven pussy and lifted the lingerie item up her legs. She inhaled on her way back up and desperately hoped that Rose hadn't noticed.

Now standing, looking down at the shorter woman's face, Eileen wriggled the pantie part of the basque around Rose's hips concealing her private parts.

"I can fasten the poppers myself. Can you help me with the top part now?"

"Are you sure that you can squeeze those into this?"

"They are huge still aren't they? They've been bigger though."

"They put my C cups to shame."

"You've got a gorgeous figure, Eileen and if your man appreciates it, which I know he does, that's all that matters."

Eileen pulled the cups of the bra over Rose's huge bust, creating a wonderfully sexy décolleté with the soft, plump breasts crushed under their red and black restriction.

"Hold them in place, love, I'll work on those hooks and eyes now."

Going around the back, Eileen felt Rose quite vulnerable. Eileen was tempted to embrace her, cup her breasts or even drop a hand to her neighbour's nether regions and explore the delight that lay there. But that was for another person to enjoy tonight - the lucky bastard!

Eileen dutifully completed the fastening of the corset part. She made a few adjustments, looked at her and said,

"Perfection. You look stunning, have a great time tonight, luv." Once she'd checked she wasn't needed any longer, Eileen descended and left by the front door.

Rose lay back on the bed and lowered her hand towards her crotch to fasten the poppers. Her middle finger trailed through her wetness and a small thread of love juice followed her finger, slightly dampening the cotton of her gusset.

As soon as Eileen got through the door, she shouted down to Steve,

"Get yourself up here before the kids come in for tea."

She made her husband fuck her hard, bringing her to a noisy climax before she sucked and swallowed his huge load of jizz.

*

The following morning Eileen called round as soon as she saw Rose's bedroom curtains open, around 9:30.

"I just thought I'd come and check you were OK after last night. I saw that fella of yours and I thought he looked a bit of a brute."

"No, he's a sweetie. Just 50. If it sounded like he was killing me, that was just me going wild with delight. Cup of tea, luv?"

Rose went and made the tea and Eileen eyed the two wine glasses left over from last night. Her's was smeared with black cherry lipstick as too, Eileen imagined was the cock of Rose's younger lover, at least briefly, before she sucked it all off again.

"Here you go, luv. Can I tell you what we got up to, then?"

"God, yes, please do."

"Dinner was lovely and we had gotten over our butterflies, so had good appetite. When we got back though, he was impatient to get me into bed. I made him wait while I finished my drink and the I told him to get upstairs. He went into my main room because you'd closed the curtains and I guess because the bed's bigger. He was in his underpants and socks by the time I got there. I went over and hugged him. I felt his hard cock pressing against my soft stomach. He took my cardigan off and started working on the buttons on my blouse.

"Christ!" he announced as he saw what I'd got on underneath. He found the zip on my skirt and pulled it roughly down my legs. He took off my blouse and I was standing there like a whore in a saloon in a western. So I thought, "why not?" and dropped to my knees, kissed the tip of his cock as it protruded from his slips, pulled them down and feasted on the thick head of his beautiful penis. He lifted me and gently placed me on my bed and stood beside it with his cock pointing at my face. He kissed my cleavage and fumbled to loosen the bra. When he had, he nuzzled on my right one, while groping the heavier left one. His hand dropped to my crotch and he found the poppers. They offered no protection for my dignity and he was quickly fingering my sopping wet cunt. He kissed, sucked and gently bit my left nipple now, his fingers stroking my lips, dipping into my honeypot occasionally and then, accidentally I think, finding my clit. I asked him to let me suck his cock and he was happy for me to. He continued the finger work and it was having a wonderful effect on me. Howard looked down and saw that my clit was really erect. He gasped and proclaimed "Fucking beautiful!" and I was afraid he might blow his load in my mouth. I think he kind of fell in love with my clit because he pulled his cock out of my mouth and quickly got down between my thighs. He was lapping up my pussy juices and flicking his tongue along the length of my clit. I loved it. He slipped two fingers inside me and finger fucked my wet cunt until I could stand it no longer. I squirted a hell of a lot and he must've got a mouthful but he kept on until I asked him to stop. Now he was ready to fuck me. He gave me some missionary, which was lovely but when he wanted to change position I could not get on top due to my feeble legs. So I sucked him some more but I knew I was playing Russian roulette and at some point I'd take the bullet. Just then he turned me around, so that I was on my knees on the bed and then he quickly found my hole again. He thrust really hard, sort of uncaringly and soon shot his load inside me. It was only then that we realised we hadn't used a condom."

"Fucking hell, girl, slow down. I thought I was getting hot yesterday afternoon, I've fully creamed my knickers here. If I were a lesbian, I'd want to scissor you, right here, right now."

"Or bi. You could be bi."

"Do you want me to be?"

"It would be lovely, wouldn't it?"

*

A few days later, Howard had arranged to pop by for his lunch. Rose made them a sandwich and they ate together in the lounge where Eileen had been seated just a few days before.

"What have you been up to since I was last here?"

"I've been out and about. Church on Sunday. Sunbathing in the garden with a bottle of Prosecco on Friday. Getting myself all horny for your visit again since you told me you were coming."

"Cumming! Too right, I hope. How have you been getting yourself horny?"

"The very next morning after our wonderful session, I had a visitor - Eileen, my next door neighbour. I was telling her all about our date and she came over all hot and bothered. She made a pass at me and I was very flattered but I'd never been with a woman. Anyway, she wanted to see my clit. She said she'd seen everything else but the thought of that hidden treasure had got into her head while I described our sex together and she had to see it. She undressed me right here and went down on me. I asked her to help me up the stairs so we could continue in a bedroom. She chose the middle one and laid me on the bed. I fingered myself as I watched her undress. Such a lean physique, she's in her forties and I'd say quite fit. She had a thong on and kept it on as she climbed on the bed beside me. Now I could pleasure her while she was pleasuring me. After some sensuous finger pussy play, I whispered that I had a vibrator in the drawer and could she get it? We shared it and pleasured each other for hours, before I knew, it was already 2pm. We'd had no lunch and I was ravenous. I made an omelette and we sat in the lounge, naked together and ate."

"Wow. I've been usurped and by a woman, no less!"

"Not only."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"Well. On Friday, it was such a lovely day that I decided to sunbathe. Around 11am, a delivery driver appeared with a parcel for next door.

"There's no one in, can I leave it with you?"

I said "yes, leave it there" but he came closer.

"I need a sig... nature!"

He'd noticed that I had my bangers out.

"Well, you might as well help me out, put some of that suntan lotion in your hands and when it's warmed up a bit rub it into my boobs, would you?"

He was young and quite shy but I guess most men wouldn't pass up a chance like that so there he was rubbing a stranger's huge tits in her garden on a lovely summer morning.

"Don't leave frustrated." I said to him. "Drop your pants and let's see what's causing your discomfort."

Christ, it was huge and I was made up. I sucked it for a while, tasting a fair amount of precum. I had had no foreplay other than my own imagination but I decided I wanted a rough fucking from this cock to contrast with the slow, sensuous loving I'd had the day before and the wonderful, mutual pleasuring we had enjoyed the evening before that.

"Just stick it in and fuck me hard, please. I really need this."

He must have cum in around 3 minutes, I'd say and I felt deliciously dirty. I sent him on his way and spent the next hour or so just flicking my bean and cumming and cumming until, again, I was hungry."

"Sounds like you've been having a wonderful time. Do you need me?"

"Maybe not need. But I do want you. Spend the afternoon with me."

That was the last of Rose's recollections that Howard or Eileen would ever hear and no-one knows whether they believed her but she did tell a really hot tale.