A chance meeting?

Well, since Rymond, things have been pretty quiet here, My wife was either uninterested or unable to sex with me, Rymond was as good as his word when he joked he'd destroy her pussy as he fucked her on that water bed in front of me. Apart from the odd wank and her pulling at my artificially enlarged nipples to please me or was that just to keep me off her?  making me cry out as she took her frustrations out on me,well it's better than nothing otherwise I'd be left totally to my own devices for relief.

My doctor recommended me to take up swimming after a recent medical,

This sort of worked as we were both members of a private gym with a small pool, my wife went more than myself, sometimes very keenly! I never caught on what exercise she actually went for but knowing my wife's thirst for sex, I can only guess.

I hadn't actually been swimming for some time so had to buy trunks, a task more difficult than it sounds! but eventually after going to a few obvious stores ,I found some which more or less fit, the sudden reminder to lose some weight as I looked at myself in the mirror at home, looks like my doctor was being polite! 

I called the gym to ask about pool availability, you could actually book it by the hour but went for a 30 minute option.

A quick check, a slot was available at the end of opening which was earlier that day due to the bank holiday.

Slot booked, I went about my day with no idea how my day was to end. My wife drove me to the gym, she'd do a bit of shopping as she didn't feel up to any exercise just yet, 

I got my locker key and changed. The pool, maybe only 25 metres long, looked bigger than I thought I could cope with, it had been a while since I'd swam.

I noticed a couple of other men were still in there, well I wasn't expecting to have it all to myself, I carefully walked in and after a few tentative steps started to slowly swim in my lane, yes, it all came , and forgive the pun, it all came flooding back to me. My half hour was uneventful, I managed to do five lengths in-between watching the other 

swimmers. They left the pool, one elderly gent did a double take as he got out the pool, he looked familiar but I  couldn't remember who. Suddenly I was  left on my own, me and the lifeguard, I was in safe hands as I did a couple more lengths before getting out of the pool and to the showers.

A quick rinse to get the pool scent off me I thought as I turned the corner, it's a communal shower, I saw  a man, totally naked with his back to me soaping himself, this I wasn't expecting but I mean, we're all ‘ blokes’ aren't we? 

Just one man in there, the elderly grey haired man I saw in the pool, totally naked, the sight of him rubbing his body all over with shower gell gave me an instant erection, what a horny little slut I was.

I stepped in and grabbed the complementary body wash, I didn't see him turn round, then that voice. ‘ seems every time we meet your soaking wet’

that voice!, it sent tingles down my spine, my mind went into free fall as I tried to dismiss the obvious.

SIMON!.

It had been almost a year since we'd met accidentally in a pub when I got caught out in that thunderstorm.

A thousand emotions flooded through me, he'd disappeared without a trace which left me devastated, like a lost  first love but here he was, stood right in front of me, his cock standing proudly upright in front of him, looking at his oversized glans took me right back to what he did to me, the docking then the fucking like no other, there was something about Simon that no other could match, he was everything rolled into one. Good looking for someone 15 years my senior, Polite, considerate, caring, teasing, loving and masterful, he fucked me like I actually meant something to him  and not just a fuck and go which what he actually did but left me wanting more.

He left me  devastated which would be an understatement as I really thought we'd connected, all that forgotten, he was here right now, any defenses I'd built up had melted , I was vulnerable, he'd read the signs and would take full advantage of them.

He looked at my nipples, much larger and pronounced than the last time he'd seen them.

‘ I see you've been looking after your tits then’ reaching over and pinching them flat before twisting them, yes that hurt but Simon was doing it, my body inside was screaming for more.

Pulling me by my nipples he led me to under the cascading warm water from above, the warm water  ran down my near naked body as he turned me round to face the wall, it felt like he'd waited for this moment as his hands reached round with a liberal amount of shower gel on them and rubbed some over my now extra hard nipples, he'd remembered my weakness as  his fingers circled the tips of my nipples.

‘ don't worry, were alone’  he said, comforting words right now as my inhibitions slowly melted away, he knew exactly how to manipulate me, I felt it working as his hands made their way to my trunks and grab the waistband, ‘ I don't think you need these now do you'

By now I was on autopilot, I'd dreamt so often about meeting Simon again, that time had unexpectedly arrived as my trunks were pulled down, my cock, being the traitor it is, sprang out, I wasn't a shy shrinking violet but a very sexually frustrated slut, at this point I didn't think there was nothing I wouldn't do for him, within those few minutes he'd reclaim his bitch, I wanted him so badly, even after all this time, hopefully it wasn't showing too much as he ordered me to wash myself , passing me the shower gel I put some of my hand and applied it around my bottom, pushing the occasional finger into me to ensure my cleanliness for Simon, I may have got carried away as I carried on cleaning myself as a second finger full of shower gel pushed in to me oh yes I was enjoying myself, perhaps a little too much as Simon pulled them out and slap my buttocks quite hard, ‘ no time for that bitch ‘ He pushed me against the tiles, luckily there were some handrails which I grabbed hold of to maintain my balance and not to slip on the wet floor I knew what was coming I just didn't realize just how badly we both needed this. He slapped some shower gel on his hand and rubbed it against my entrance, he must have done the same to his cock , hard and poking into my back, a quick pat on my back so I'd lower myself to a more accommodating angle for him and without any foreplay just went straight to it as his hard  cock nudged at my sphincter. Suddenly, a slight panic as I remembered we were in the showers, anyone could come in and discover us, maybe that's what he wanted? I wasn't as relaxed as he'd like me to be,  neither was my sphincter which repulsed any attempt of his hard cock to push past it.

Simon sensed I was tense and just told me we were the only two left, the attendant would be in the reception waiting for us to leave, my lack of concentration was all it took for Simon's cock to push past my reluctant sphincter and push into me, I tried to stifle my sounds as he pushed unrelenting into me, the shower gel , although working as a makeshift lubricant, stung as he forced his cock into me, this was not going to me a relaxing fuck, there was an air of urgency as he started to violently thrust his hips quickly into me, the stamina of this elderly man unrivalled as he fucked me hard , so hard I had to reposition myself as he'd pushed me towards the wall, I was sensing he'd not had sex for a while as he ploughed hard and deep into me, the warm water from the shower cascading down my back and adding a little lubrication which helped with the pain he was causing me being so rough.

I will always remember Simon for one thing, Stamina! He never slowed down no matter how fast and deep he went, on this occasion I wished he'd be more gentle with me given the available lubrication but no, he fucked me like the true slut I'd always been. On this occasion, he seemed to be in a hurry to breed me, his saggy balls swung back and forth, slapping against my buttocks, my cock, although hard but neglected, swung with every hard penetrating thrust. 

Simon was getting close, thank heavens, I think I'd of died of shame if we were discovered, but somehow the chance of bring caught was exciting also.

Simon's hands now moved from my waist into my nipples, my excitement making them hard, hard enough for Simon to really grab and twist them,  pulling them down, ‘ you like that don't you bitch' probably a heat of the moment comment? 

Whatever it was heightened my enjoyment, of all the places to bump into Simon and to be masterfully taken, this I wasn't expecting.

Simon's final thrusts were accompanied by his hands now firmly wrapped around my waist, he was definitely going to make sure he was going to inseminate me, the air filled with his grunts as he built up to that final climatic release, his language a total departure from the Simon I knew as the final and most painful jabs of his cock pushed home, ‘ here it comes bitch, take it ‘ that momentarily distracted me, then he came, if anyone was near the shower block they'd of heard his loud ahhhhh as my back passage received it's first jet of his warm sperm, the way he had just used me felt like he hadn't had sex in a while either and was definitely making up for it,  I know the frustration!

For someone in the 70s he had a vice-like grip as he almost crushed me with his arms around my waist, each jet he shot into me was accompanied by a tightening as he released his frustrations deep into me, I felt every pulse of his cock, the warmth of his sperm as it was forced deep Into my back passage, he kept fucking me, forcing his sperm back down his shaft which was very much welcome as it now lubed his hard shaft and my back passage  sufficiently to let him slide back and forth without the slight discomfort of inefficient lubrication.

Then it was over, he stayed coupled to me like an act of defiance, sharing me with no one,  I was his and his alone, to be honest I liked that assumption, no one could treat me like Simon could, i wanted more and  he knew it but that was the tease, I would have to beg for his affection, or was that domination I think Simon gave me both and that's what makes him special as a lover to me.

I tried to keep him in me by tensing my now sore sphincter  but he'd used me now, totally spent and content he'd bred his willing bitch.

It was over, his pulling out quickly, like last time, hurt, maybe thats what his intention was, to show me with no doubt he was in charge, 

‘ there you go slut, enjoy it didn't you’

I think this was the first time I'd spoken throughout my fucking with just a feeble ‘ yes sir ‘ 

I thought it would now be my turn to be skilfully wanked off, I turned round, my cock now extra hard, for me with my ED this was rare but I guess the whole naughtiness of the situation I'd found myself in had taken me to new heights of euphoria.

Simon looked down at my cock pointing straight at him, a mischievous smile as he looked me in the eye, a swift slap, my cock recoiled as it sprung back to where it was, ‘ do yourself bitch’ with that he slapped my buttocks quite hard that would leave a very desernable hand print for hours to come and walked off, he'd had his fun, I'd see him in the changing rooms so started to wash myself down, my cock now needing urgent attention as I soaped myself down, evidence of this torrid sex act  now leaked out of my gaping hole, unable to retain his sperm, leaking  onto the floor before it was washed away with the flow of the draining water.

My hand now firmly wrapped around my cock, it was time to do what Simon should have done.

The first few strokes were amazing ,I really needed this then I got the shock of my life as the attendant came in to remind me the centre was about to close, I turned to the wall quickly but the smirk on his face confirmed what he'd seen.

I quickly finished showering, my once hard proud cock now shrivelled back into obscurity but still frustratingly full of warm creamy sperm, maybe I'd get lucky in the changing rooms with Simon? 

I went to the locker room thinking Simon would be there but it was eerily quiet, I couldn't see him anywhere, this was a disappointment and frustrating it looked like I'd have to do myself later!, well perhaps he was waiting for me in the foyer?

Opening my locker, an envelope fell out, just simply addressed CHRISTINE, 

I put it into my bag, it was obvious who it was from.

Quickly getting changed i made for the foyer to meet Simon, he'd done the cruelest thing,AGAIN! ,  he was nowhere to be found, that really got to me,how could he have fucked  me in such a public place with chance of discovery then just abandon me? I was close to bursting out into tears, he'd got to me in a way no other man ever had. 

Quickly I recomposed myself and left the building under the watchful eye of the attendant, I could feel his gaze as I walked past, maybe it was with disgust, or maybe a missed opportunity? 

My wife was outside waiting with the car, sitting in the seat was a little uncomfortable as my bottom stung ,inside and out, Simon had really gone to town on me and I enjoyed every second, what sort of a slut was I? 

Once home I unpacked my bag, the envelope fell out, for some reason I couldn't bring myself to read it, most likely a dear John letter, after what he'd just done to me,I wasn't ready to have my heart broken by the one person who really understood me so put it in my special draw, to  read later when I was on my own.

My pent up sexual frustrations would surface later when we went to bed, the handprint still visible on my backside! She asked where I got that mark so quickly made up a cock and bull story about a friend who jokingly slapped my behind as a joke.

It had been almost six weeks now since Rymond fucked my wife into oblivion, the sexual tension between us was obviously showing, as desperate as I was to finally be able to fuck her, she somehow avoided  contact.

I wasn't going to push it so backed off, my cock throbbing away, a waste of a tablet! 

A quick visit to the toilet to release the frustrations Simon has instilled into me, boxers around my ankles I quickly grabbed my aching cock, evidence of excitement glistening all over my glans as the slippery lubricant of my own pre cum eased my foreskin over my unnaturally over swollen cock, it only took a minute but what a minute it was.

I just watched myself as I  quickly stroked my solid shaft, thinking back to that fuck and that chance of discovery, I sped  up  wanking myself, pulling my foreskin right back to expose my sensitive glans, now soaking wet in my own pre cum until I reached the point of no return, that sudden nice comforting feeling as my cock started to twitch, my legs momentarily weakening as my forced orgasm took over my feeble body, I watched my cock as  my glans showed a slight swelling as  the first powerful spurt of cum shot uncontrollably out of it with such force it sunk immediately to the bottom of the bowl leaving  a long trail, the next ejaculations I had more control of as I aimed into the bowl, still with some force, Simon really knew how to excite me , but to leave me in this condition! Was that intentional? The last few feeble spurts now dribbled out my sore slit, I definitely needed this!

With some careful cleaning up I went, more content back to bed.

We did talk a while, my wife mainly about Rymond, even now after six weeks his influence he still has over my wife was still belittling for me but strangely exciting me at the same time, was that meeting really the very last time I'd be forced to witness my wife used by more dominant men with large cocks? 

I know my wife and her sexual frustrations are comparable to a volcano on the verge of an eruption, at some point those frustrations would be her undoing, now in our early 60’s  I'd of thought she'd have calmed down a little  sexually, I think that thought she'd planted in my head regarding Rymond was to keep me on my toes.

She did push me to the edge later in the week where I finally got to fuck her, it was only then that I got to experience just how loose her pussy was as my cock sank in effortlessly, not snug  like before, Rymond was as good as his word! 

It took some extra effort to cum but finally got there, I still had my fingers so not all was lost in that department.

A week to the day since Simon mysteriously reappeared into  my life, fucked me  then disappeared, today was my weekly visit to the pool. Packing my bag I saw the envelope I had in my locker, I opened it, inside was a  card like gift voucher for a boutique in Blackpool with a note saying  ‘ please accept this gift for just being you, until we meet again, Simon x’

Well it was short and to the point, and open ended, a possibility of seeing him again on the cards, literally. I put it back into my bag and went to the pool, I looked out for  Simon, expecting him to just turn up again but sadly not although weirdly I could sense his presence, my heart sank as I scanned around the pool as I had my swim  in the hope I'd glimpse him watching me but nothing,  I still had the voucher though so had I been asked on a date? Time would tell but for the meantime he'd left me in limbo with only a glimmer of hope I'd see him again.

When I got home I looked  up on the web about this place , it was a weekend at a  hotel with a boutique aimed mainly at crossdressers  and the curious, all I had to do was book a weekend, it was all paid for and not cheap! 

The thought of me going on my own was a sobering thought, however, the weekend would be far from somber, I had no idea Simon had made plans for us, that would be my surprise, amongst other relivations then I suddenly ran into a bit of luck, my wife and her sister had booked a mini break in Spain, memories of when we lived there flooded back but her sister wasn't that way inclined? 

Oh the thought though and missed opportunities!

As soon as I found out the week they were away, I made my own plans, the possibility of Simon being there was the lure but there was no way I could contact him, Simon was just as mysterious as he'd always been, I'd got this wonderful once in a lifetime offer, I'd be stupid not to take it, wouldn't I? 

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