A story quite different to ones I normally write. A tale of gentle sex featuring older people.
Mary had been busy for almost a month, unpacking her belongings, doing what decorating she was able to manage and settling into her new home. It was now two years since her husband died and she had left her rather large house in the city and downsized, buying a quaint cottage in a picturesque English village. She did have some help, from a man her own age who had offered his services for which Mary was very grateful.
Now had she been, say, half the age she was, the village gossips would have been busy tongue-wagging, as simpletons with nothing better to do would have seen the widow woman as a predator, hunting for a new husband, but as she, and indeed the man, Geoff, had passed their sixtieth birthdays their friendship was hardly mentioned. The gossips where more interested in the blonde housewife who flaunted herself in front of the vicar.
Mary had showed her gratitude by inviting the man over to sit on the patio on warm evenings, having nibbles, she a glass of wine or a gin and tonic and he a glass of strong stout. Like most men who drink strong stout he always found that the first pint created a craving for wanting another pint, and being a long time seasoned drinker of strong British ale his thirst was hardly quenched, which meant he almost automatically cracked open a third bottle. And so it went on. Certainly by the fourth he was completely relaxed and his tongue became a little looser.
Mary, was not at all offended when Geoff, half way through his forth pint and in a state of mild inebriation often drifted away from the subject they were talking about and began to compliment her on how attractive she still was for her age - a backhanded compliment that made Mary laugh out loud.
'You'd never have been any good as a diplomat, Geoff. I'm okay for my age, am I?'
After more beer Geoff did tend to get a little melancholy, reminiscing, as most people of a certain age do. Occasionally he would suddenly fire a really direct question at his new lady friend.
'Do you ever miss having sex, Mary? Was your sex life good with your husband?'
Mary smiled. 'Yes, to both questions, Geoff. I'm not saying it was exciting all the time but we had our moments. He did persuade me to be a bit naughty from time to time. What about you?'
'Pretty much conventional really. Like yours there was the odd time we spiced it up a little. But yes, there are times when I miss having sex, but not much can be done about it now!' He laughed cynically.
'We're not that damned old, yet!' Mary exclaimed. 'We might struggle with the gymnastics and jumping up and down on each other - but pleasure can still be had if one uses a bit of imagination.'
'My goodness Mary, when you say 'we' you make it sound like it's going to happen between us!'
Mary, looked him in the eye. 'It wouldn't be a sin if we did! We don't have to justify ourselves to anyone.'
It had been a long time since Geoff had been sexually aroused in such a direct way by a woman - he'd had to rely purely on his own lewd thoughts generated by the written word or explicit photographs. He didn't mention his arousal to Mary - but she knew!
Almost a week later Geoff offered to pop round and fix a couple of troublesome kitchen drawers and cupboard doors. Mary, who had planned having a lie in that morning was disturbed from her slumbers by a loud knock on the thick old oak cottage door.
'I wasn't expecting you so early!' she sharply told Geoff, who stood with toolbox, looking like a naughty schoolboy.
As he sorted out which tools he needed, Mary put the kettle on to make a pot of tea. She couldn't help but notice how the eyes of her man-friend kept drifting up and down her body, then realised how sheer her nightgown and nightie would look when she stood against the light.
'Bet you wish I was a twenty-something year old sexy housewife!' Mary said, teasingly.
'You mean instead of an over 60yr old sexy widow?' Geoff replied.
Mary laughed loudly. 'I think the word 'sexy' is out of context.'
'Not from where I'm standing,' Geoff said, staring at her breasts.
Mary stood still and let him look. She began to experience feelings she hadn't felt for a very long time. The sight of the growing bulge in his trousers made her heart beat a little faster.
'I don't think my body's worth that much attention,' Mary said when Geoff continued to ogle her.
The man simply carried on staring electrifying the atmosphere with a strong sexual energy.
'You must have looked amazing when you were younger,' Geoff stated.
'That compliment deserves a reward,' laughed Mary.
She sauntered up to Geoff and pulled the cord holding her robe together letting it fall apart.
'You don't get to see the bits that are ageing,' Mary laughed.
'Doesn't matter,' Geoff, said, 'I've got bits that are ageing - I'm not worried about you seeing them,'
Mary stepped very close to him, her hands shaking. Taking a deep breath she reached out, run her hand gently over the bulge then took hold of his zip. Geoff let her unfasten his fly, then gasped as her hand delved inside and felt his cock.
'I hope you don't think I do this with all the boys?'
'I'm just glad you're doing it with me.'
As she released his erect penis and gently began to pull on the foreskin, they kissed.
'Shall we go to the bedroom,' Geoff asked.
'No! Take me here, now, against the wall. It's been a long time since I've had a man inside me.'
Geoff lifted her nightdress and took her hard and rough. It had been a long time for him too. Mary took his wrist and placed his left hand over her breasts. Then both her hands gripped his buttocks, as her lower torso bounced up and down to his own movements back and forth. Geoff felt his sperm begin to shoot from the little hole but stayed inside her. Mary, feeling the warm jism inside her vagina, used her pelvic bone to grind her labia against he's pelvic bone, exciting her clitoris. A breathless two minutes later her body stiffened and she gripped her lover hard - she enjoyed an amazing orgasm.
It took several minutes before they recovered their breathe and could speak.
'I never thought I'd ever have another orgasm like that,' Mary whispered.
'I hope that's the first of many,' Geoff told her, 'That felt fantastic. I didn't think I'd ever climax like that again - felt like a full pint shooting out!'
'Hope you haven't got me pregnant!'
The couple laughed and remained in each others arms for many minutes. When Mary went to shower and dress Geoff hummed a tune as he set about his task of mending the kitchen drawers.
Over the coming weeks the couple acted like naughty teenagers that were just discovering the joys of sex. Sometimes they just lay on the bed, not entirely naked as Mary was self-conscious about what she called her wrinkly bits. She would perform oral sex or simply play with Geoff's cock as they talked, usually about their past sex lives. Mary liked the feel of Geoff's rough fingers inside her pussy.
'What did you mean, when you said you were sometimes naughty?' Geoff asked her one afternoon while they pleasured one another with their hands. 'Did you go with other men?'
'No, 'Mary answered, 'But my husband would have liked it if I had. I never agreed to that but I sometimes openly flirted with men and when it was possible intentionally showed them more than they expected me to. It would make my husband so turned on. The most I ever did was to let him watch me kissing other men - sometimes when dancing I'd grind against the man, pushing into their groin and pressing my breasts against them. One Christmas party we were in a room with four other men. I sat on a man's lap and the others could see my stocking tops. I let them all kiss me and didn't bother how high my skirt was pulled up. My husband never got tired of us talking about it when we were having sex. But I never had sex with another man - I wish I had been more adventurous.'
'Wow!' Geoff exclaimed. 'I would have loved it if my wife had done that. I'd have wanted you to do the same if I'd have been married to you.'
'Watch me kissing other men?'
'And more - watch you have sex with another man.'
The couple became very aroused and their foreplay turned into a hectic sex session.
As time went on both Geoff and Mary confided in each other and talked about their past, their likes and dislikes and even their fantasies.
A few months later Mary told Geoff she intended having the lounge and kitchen redecorated. Geoff immediately told his friend he'd do it for her. Then when Mary suggested it might be too much for him given she had some heavy furniture to move he told her he'd recruit his friend to assist, who also happened to have had some decorating experience. So it was that one morning both men set about the task.
During the first week Geoff and Mary managed to behave and avoided embarrassing Peter, the friend by not hugging or kissing in front of him. However, by the middle of the second week temptation became too much and the few minutes cuddling turned into longer and longer sexy sessions, until the couple, behaving like love-sick teens, began to drift off upstairs to the bedroom when the men stopped work for lunch. So too, Mary became a little lax in her dress, particularly in the morning and often saw Peter paying her attention in a way that was definitely sexual. When, at lunchtimes the couple came back downstairs, Peter looked envious of his friend. In fact, the two men had more than one conversation about it as they worked away out of Mary's earshot.
