Being a divorced mum with 1 demanding youngster can be tough sometimes and lonely.Theres always something needs doing in the house or garden and it's difficult to find the time or the energy to do them that is if i knew how to as i'm a proper girly if it comes to anything technical or physical. I try my best to keep myself attractive and smart and at 34 i do look quite good i must admit.I have dark hair that i wear short and a slightly plump 'rubenesque' figure so i'm told (i take that as a compliment.) A while ago i joined a dating agency and i had a few dates and a few flings but most of the men i met, well quite frankly it did not surprise me at all why they where single.It was then i recieved a letter from a 60 year old man called Geoff (at first i was rather put out as i had not asked to meet anybody that age) i was going to bin it but something stopped me, why not i thought 'it's only a date.'And so i came to meet the wodower Geoff and what a lovely man he was, thouroughly charming and polite ,he made me feel like a lady as me had our first date in a local wine bar.We joked and laughed and talked about our families and i asked Geoff why he had not chosen someone nearer his age as i had (i admitted i had chosen age groups 30-40). 'Because i enjoy the company of beautiful young women' he said. We became good friends and i must say it was wonderful to have a manfriend who was so good at fixing things. He'd often take my son and i for day trips to the seaside too. Of course i was aware that old Geoff was rather fond of me in other ways and i would sometimes catch him eyeing my cleavage or my bum.I was not sure i wanted to progress this way and on the other hand i felt i owed the lovely old gent something more than just friendship although i didn't really fancy him i did not want to use him either.It was on a Friday evening at about 9 o'clock (long after my sons bedtime) that Geoff called (i had invited him over that evening) i was snuggled up on the settee watching the soaps dressed in my silky pyjamas, very pretty pink ones. Geoff sat beside me after i had fixed him a hot chocolate drink and we chatted.As we did so i snuggled up to Geoff as i sometime would and he put his arm over me. As we chatted and watched t.v. i felt Geoff tentatively touch my rear thigh with his hand, i did not make any comment or ask him not to, my heart was racing and i had butterflies in my tummy as his large hand moved up to and began caressing my bum.Geoff carried on as if nothing where happening as he traced the outline of my little panties with his fingers and then running his index finger between my buttocks and underneath to my pussy which was getting wetter all the time i groaned involuntarily. Geoff then asked me if i was enjoying myself and told me that he thought i had a very sexy arse, i was a little shocked to hear Geoff being so rude but i was a little turned on by it too.H e did not stop there and he was soon singing the praises of my 'big tits' as he cupped one of them, i adore having them played with and Geoff was right they are quite a handful at 34d.Geoff asked when i had last had a man and he took my hand and placed it on his lap. My God! What a big bulge he had now i was really nervous Geoffs penis felt huge.It was huge! Geoff unzipped it and placed my hand on it, it was like a big salami with an angry looking purple head and it exited and fascinated me.We ended up in my bedroom that night and Geoff thrilled me more than anyman i have ever had with his tongue and fingers and his sometimes crude language. I sucked his big penis too it had a strong masculine salty taste. Geoff was very gentle with my pussy as he slowly 'fucked' my 'tight little cunt' to orgasm. I learnt so much about loving from that wonderful older man. Before Geoff and i had to go our seperate ways he had thrilled me in ways i never believed possible He even persuaded me to allow him to put his penis between my buttocks and into my backpassage on many occasions this exited him greatly and it was exitement mixed with dread that thrilled me when he would put his arm around me and whisper 'do you know what i want tonight?' ' i want your arsehole' He was a charmer and a persuader and i always did as he said and 'spread my arse cheeks' for the painful and pleasurable sensation of his awesome tool in my poor backside.