I was walking my dog on a route I have taken many times. The harvesting had been done on a field close to our village. Backing onto the field on one side is a long row of houses. As my usual time for walking our terrier is around eight and this was after nine, many people had left for work.I went down one side of the stubble field and then back up the sloping ground alongside the houses with reasonably short gardens. It was a week ago and so much has happened since. I happened to notice a woman in a bedroom window standing watching me. I recognised her as Barbara, a lady I have known for twenty years or more. We have frequently stopped for a chat as she walked her dog but I had not seen her since the old dog had been put down a year or two ago. She is quite a lovely lady, smart and well educated and our talks were always of the things she was involved with locally, a true pillar of the community. on this particular occasion I realised she had only a bra on, black and easily seen with her pale skin contrasting, I could not fail to recognise her frame, smallish breasts held in lacy cups, a beautiful figure even from the twenty or so metres I was away from her. I was unsure what to do but saw her wave and smile at me, did I ignore her to save her dignity? but no, she had waved at me so was obviously keen to get my attention. That she certainly had so I ventured to wave back. I threw my dog her ball and she galloped away, Barbara stayed watching me still only covered by her bra, the window sill prevented me from seeing more. I did a bit more ball throwing, allowing me to take sneaky looks at this magnificent unexpected view. As I stood up after throwing the ball for the umpteenth time, I saw her in her kitchen waving her kettle, a housecoat covering her body, disappointed yet curious, I nodded and moved towards the low gate separating her boundary from the field. I got inside and she fussed my dog and gave her a biscuit. Then we chatted while the tea brewed. I spent a good half hour catching up with her and she managed to allow her bra to be seen beneath the housecoat but my detective work had failed to see any sign of pantieline, so was she naked below or not I wondered. She was searching to say something yet didn't, she merely came close to me while I sat a her table and kissed me, I was stunned but very grateful that some sort of order was emerging in my mind. Does she want fucking? should I respond? Too bloody right I did, I took her gently in my arms and said I felt the same, embracing and cuddling her gently, pushing my tongue to intertwine with hers. I felt her gripping me more tightly and pressing her body closer. I felt my cock stiffen as we kissed and then she broke away and drew the kitchen blind then turning to face me again, dropped her housecoat and showed me her naked cunt, a lovely landing strip of hair , neatly trimmed and a pouting pair of lips, boy was she aroused. I caught the heady whiff of her juices and could hear a slight slicking of them as she walked slowly towards me across her kitchen. Her eyes seemed in a dream, but my cock told me this was no illusion, she wanted sex and I was the lucky guy. I stood up as any gentleman would and helped her out of her bra. She looked down demurely as I threw it onto her housecoat, then up again into my eyes, no doubt seeing my lusty intentions in them. I unzipped myself and got my stiff cock into her view and she smiled. She told me it was time I undressed completely. I obliged double quick, thankful I take pre breakfast showers every day and that my tackle was clean and ready to be used. Once naked we embraced again, her small breasts had lovely pale pink nipples but they were like bullets and her entire body exuded sex. We kissed deeply and fondled each other, my cock getting the foreskin peeled back gently before her lips and tongue stroked across it and then swallowed my seven inches. I am no stayer these days but this woman knew how to retain the edge perfectly. Her language was base, she loved to talk dirty, this pillar of society was just really a downright sexy girl who loved cock. She suggested we took this upstairs and asked if I was busy for the rest of the day. My no was greeted by a sexy grin as she led me by the cock to her bedroom. The bed was glorious, very female but her vibrators were strewn around. She apologised but then said she was desperate for a fuck and as she saw me she got a twinge and she decided she was going to have me. My luck was definitely in, I had only an empty house to return to and my dog was making herself at home downstairs. I said I would love to lick her lovely looking cunt and she reclined on the pillows, opening her thighs and inviting me to do as I liked. Her pussy was pouting, very wet and ready for filling so my tongue was soon slaked with her juices and my mouth full of her taste and my nostrils filled with her perfume. I came up for air eventually with a face slaked in her wonderful juices. Whilst I regained a bit of composure, she was down on me, licking and sucking again. I warned her I might well come if she did not let up, but this made her worse, sucking deeper and drawing my spunk to the edge of explosion. Erupt I did and shot a whole wad of come down into her wonderful mouth. She swallowed the lot and cleaned me up, I went into that ridiculous state when sensitivity was too much and I giggled like a schoolboy as her tongue cleaned me up. As usual, I sort of lost consciousness/fell asleep, Barbara was purring and licking and I remained semi stiff. I came back to life as she cuddled up, our heads side by side and she kept her hand gently wanking me. We talked again and she said she wanted to be fucked (her words) by me before lunch and that I was staying for dinner too. At around eleven I was ready to screw again and we cuddled up again,fingering each other like teenagers would, exploring each other. She left the bed and fished about in a wardrobe before coming out with a shoe box. She emptied it on the bed. Hundreds of photos, some faded and obviously old, but she featured in most, her life in nudity and sex was revealed. She had been quite a naughty girl in the old days, the eighties and nineties especially where dozens of different cocks were shown being sucked or penetrating her. I was privy to a whole new woman, one hidden from the rest of our community, but one I liked even more now I knew her sexy secrets. Swapping parties and gangbangs seemed to dominate but sometimes in sections one guy in particular featured showing her a good time. Barbara said she trusted me and though we were both now in our fifties and she was divorced some ten years ago, I was single and free, she said she knew I would not be making her kink be common knowledge. I assured her I would not say a word. We discussed lots of things and got on very well. She said she had longed for the chance to see how I felt but recently she had been watching me with my dog and had judged me on my love and regard for my pet, she said it seemed her judge of character was justified. So maybe it was my dog which brought us together but we are making up for lost time. Our meets so far have been each day around the same time, the dog gets a bone biscuit and Barbara gets my bone. We have discussed the idea of visiting a sex club near us and I have said I would not mind if she had other guys as long as I could watch or join in. She seemed very happy with the idea and I mentioned that she was obviously into that scene judging by the huge number of intimate pictures. Her wicked grin means I am right and we are planning me moving in with her when the time is right. I am sure it is because she wants the dog. Oh yes maybe she would like dogging as well. I ask you what is a man to do? Stay tuned I think Barbara and I are going to have fun