Please read Chapter 1 for the background to this story:
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Rob called around to check on his best friend's widow Dianne. Dianne was had continued to wear black since her husbands death now almost three years previously. All of the guys had secretly fancied Dianne; she had a graceful elegant quality, always in balance, almost serene. She had dark raven hair and was slim and tall about 5 10. She had attracted a lot of attention before getting married and had several offers since becoming a widow all of which she politely rejected.
Rob had secretly fantasised about what was under the black dresses Dianne always wore, he thought he had caught the outline of a suspenders but put in down wishful thinking. They had all been good friends, so Rob constantly pushed such thoughts away and did his best to look after her.
Dianne seemed quiet today and not quite herself.
Rob asked, "How are you doing?"
Dianne smiled, "You know in the last three years you're the only guy I know who hasn't tried it on with me."
Rob was shocked, "Really, that can't be true", not that you don't deserve the attention, I mean you're stunning and could take your pick, but I... I'm not sure what I'm trying to say... maybe I should stop talking."
Dianne laughed, "And you're the only one who makes me smile."
"That's because I'm a bumbling idiot at times."
"I'll give you that, but a nice one, who has looked after me."
"Rob the truth is I'm very lonely and have desires, I think its time for me to find someone else and I'm wondering if that person is you."
Rob stammered, "Oh right, wow, that is a surprise!"
"I know we need to check with Susan, but maybe we should see if we are compatible first?"
"How do we work that out," asked Rob, hoping he already knew the answer.
Dianne smiled, "Well I'd like to see what is on offer Rob," as she said it she looked down at his crotch.
"You mean..."
Diane laughed, "Yes I do mean that... why don't you just drop your trousers Rob?"
He didn't need a second invite and dropped them, his cock springing out eagerly.
"Mmm that's nice Rob, I've never seen one in three years and never seen a different one in twenty".
"Well take a closer look if you like."
"Oh I intend to, but think I need to take this expensive dress off first."
Dianne proceeded to slowly peel off the tight fitting satin dress, leaving herself standing in heels, seemed black stockings, suspended from a transparent black girdle, with a matching shelf style bustier. The girdle just hid a neatly trimmed bush whilst the bustier pushed out an exquisite pair of breasts, her nipples visible through the material. She gave a little twirl around.
"I hope you like what you see Rob?"
"You are stunning Dianne, like a centerfold fantasy."
She glided over to Rob and kissed him deeply, his tongue explored her hot sweet mouth. He took the opportunity to grasp her firm ass cheeks through the girdle and pull her body closer, so her tits squashed against his chest.
She then dropped to her knees, taking his cock in her hand before guiding it between her full red lips without a word. She proceeded to give him the most erotic blow job of his entire life, kissing, licking and sucking the head. Just as he thought it couldn't get better, she took his shaft down her throat.