The week after my encounter with Lou, I got together with the second member of the "Widows Club." To refresh everyone's memory, my wife and I moved into a neighborhood with five widows of various ages, shapes, and desires. My wife, in her third month of a hard pregnacy, was not into sex at the present time, so I took some pleasure with my neighbor Lou who was a widow. She in turn introduced me to the other members of the "Widows Club."
I am an design engineer by trade, my job at a major corporation allows me a fair amount of flexability in my office hours. I work at home some of the time. My wife is a partner in a home interior shop but with her problems she was taking some doctor ordered time off.
I was working from home when Linda, another member of the "Widows Club", called me. She lived behind us in the neighborhood. She told me that Lou had said maybe I could help her with a problem with her pool pump. I told her I could look at it but wouldn't promise I could fix it. I was glad for the interuption and a chance to get away from my work a while.
Let me tell you about Linda. She was the oldest of the "Widows Club." At 70 years old, she stood five foot nothing, and weighed maybe 100 pounds soaking wet. She was the prim and proper little old lady with a head of snow white hair. Her husband was a wealthy banker and left her very well off when he died.
I went though the gate at the back of the property and met Linda at the pool. She showed me the pool house storage room and told me what she thought was the problem. I looked at the pump and realized that all it needed a hose replaced and to be primed. She had all the parts I needed and it took me about ten minutes to get it going again. Linda brought us both a drink while we waited to see if the repair would hold. We sat and talked and had other drink. I had worked up a sweat as it was hot in the storage area. Linda asked if I would like to wash up in the pool house shower and I said sure.
She showed me where all the towels and soap were and closed the door to the shower room. I stripped and just lathered up when I heard the door open.
"Would you mind if I watched you?" came a tenative question.
Opening the shower door I saw Linda standing nude in front of me. She had a look of hungry she devil and when she saw my hardon she moaned. I rinsed and turned the shower off.
"Come out here to the sofa," she begged me
and licked her lips. I could tell she was getting turned on by my body. Her tits hung down and the nipples were dark brown and sticking out. Her pubic region was neatly trimmed and waxed with a little patch of hair at the top of her slit. Linda laid back on the day bed and reached her delicate hands out to me.
"Please kiss me all over, lick my pussy and suck on my clit, make me cum," she whispered. This prim and proper lady knew exactly what she wanted and I thought why not give it to her.
