I had a chance meeting with someone the other day that reminded me of something that happened a few years ago.

Our old neighbour, Janice had moved away, after she and her husband separated. We stayed in touch with her and as our kids were still friends and as I had a few days off I said that I would fetch him down for the day so that they could play together.

I arrived at her house a little early and was surprised to find her dressed in a tight vest and a shortish flared skirt. I could see from the way her nipples were stood out that a, she was not wearing a bra, and b, it was not warm enough to be dressed like that, not that I was going to complain with the view I was getting.

The very first thing she said was. “I wonder if you can stop the leaking waste pipe in the bathroom for me?” I will give you a kiss at Christmas.” She said. I replied that I hadn’t gotten the Christmas kiss I had been promised for unjamming her shed door last year. She stood in front of me and reached up to put her arms around my neck. I was expecting a quick peck, but no, she went in for a full snog, right in front of the kids, which is why I broke it off. “you’d better show me where this leaking waste is.” I said.

The kids had begun playing together by now and so we left them to it for a while. She leads the way upstairs, I hung back a little to get a look at her legs, it was well worth the effort I thought. In the bathroom I could see a little amount of water on the floor underneath the wash basin.

I wiped it up and lay on my back on the floor to check the nut on the bottom of the trap. It was, as I suspected a little loose, so I asked Janice to pass me a cloth to grip it with and so tighten it up. As she stepped close, I was treated to a view right up her skirt to the flimsiest thong I had seen for a while. She stood over me for a lot longer than she needed to.

“Can you run a little water into the basin so that I can see if that’s got it?” She stood directly over me this time. “Yes, that’s it.” I told her. “Did you look up my skirt, when I reached over you?” She asked me. “Yes, of course I did. You would have been disappointed, or thought me gay if I hadn’t, wouldn’t you?” I cheekily replied. She laughed when I said that. “I have never considered you gay.” She said.

I stood up and Janice was standing very close, right in front of me. She again put her arms around my neck went straight in for the snog. I put my arms around her back, at waist hight, to discover that the vest didn’t reach the top of her skirt and I was feeling bare skin. I took full advantage of the situation and ran my hands up the inside of her vest, bringing one hand around to the front in order to fondle her small, but pert boobs. First one and then the other, rubbing her nipples with my thumb as I did.

She was sighing and breathing quite fast now. I lowered my other hand to the hem of her skirt and lifted it up and the pulled her thong to the side sliding my fingers along her wet slit. It was Janice who broke away. “Come on.” She instructed taking my hand and dragging me into the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed and lifted her legs up. Her skirt slide up her thighs, And I could see her thong which was just covering her sweet pussy.

Wasting no time now I dropped my jeans and boxers, freeing my now hard cock and took a step forward. She reached out took hold of me and as I moved her thong aside she guided me into her hole. By the time I was fully in she had had her first orgasm, biting her fingers to stop herself from crying out. As I withdrew and pressed forward again another minor orgasm spasmed though her. Sadly, with her gripping at me the way she was, with her internal muscles it wasn’t long before I came panting into her.

Just at that point one of the children called upstairs. “Hurry up dad we’re ready to go now.” “Okay, I won’t be long, I just have to tidy up a little.” I called back. “That was my first in almost a year.” Janice told me. “Well. I have to come back up here to go to the supermarket, so if you want some more…” I said hopefully. “It depends if our Judy is in or out later.” She answered. “Well, I’ll call back and see then.”

So, saying I got the kids into the car and took them down home. It was about an hour before I got back up there, and I was greeted at the door by her sullen teenage daughter Judy. “Have you come to give my mum another seeing to then.” She asked. “I have no idea what you are talking about.” I tried to brazen it out. “Who do you think you are kidding. The bathroom stunk of sex when I came home, and the reason was mum’s spunky knickers in the wash basket.” She came back with.

I was just going up to Tesco’s and called to see if your mum needed anything.” I tried. “Fuck off, you came to see if she was on her own that you two could have another shag.” Was her answer to that. “You can take me with you and drop me off as I going to see my friend, who lives up there then. I made arrangements with Janice to see her later and off I went with her daughter. I realised that Janice could not have been any more than seventeen when she had her, as she was seventeen, almost eighteen herself and apart from the attitude was a good-looking girl.

I dropped off Judy as soon as we had finished in the store and went straight back to Janice. She had put on a little makeup now and looked better for it, not that she needed much makeup. She lead me straight back up to her bedroom and in no time at all was on the bed naked. I was not long in joining her. We were soon kissing and fondling each other I sucked her hard nipples into my mouth, one at a time causing her to squirm and moan.

As I inserted my middle finger into her wet pussy she came, arching her back and crying out. She lifted herself off the bed so far and so suddenly that my finger was wrenched out of her. I rubbed along her slit with the flat of my hand as she came down and then put two fingers back into her curling them up, feeling for her “G” spot, I was rewarded with another little come from her.

She parted her legs wide and raised her knees, fuck me now, she wailed. I did of course oblige her by climbing between her legs and using my hand as a guid slide my rampant cock into her waiting hole. I could tell that she was soon on the verge of coming again, and so slowed down my pace, to draw out the experience.

She was doing her best to urge me to go faster, but I was determined not to let her hurry me and I held back for around ten minutes with her on the edge of coming, before with three or four good hard thrusts sent us both tipping over the edge into a fabulous orgasm.

 We got dressed and went downstairs as soon as we got our breath back. Judy arrived back as we sat in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil. “Have you two only just finished?” she asked. “Bloody hell, that was a bit of a marathon session, wasn’t it.” Janice coloured up in a dark blush.

After I had drank my coffee, I got up to go, Judy followed me to the door. “You will have to come up and screw me some time, if you always last that long.” She said. “Maybe next year when your old enough.” I replied. “I will be old enough before next year, I’m one of the oldest in my year you know.” She retorted. “We’ll see then.” I said. “You never know, you may get a sporting threesome if you play your cards right.” With that she closed the door.

After that we became, what Janice called, permanent spasmodic lovers. I got to see her about once a month and sometimes every week, but we had some fantastic sessions. It only ended when she took her husband back and that didn’t last long. Now here we are both single so who knows what may happen.