I was recently in a cafe in the next district in my city and started chatting to an old guy. Well he started chatting to me. He was tall and spoke in a sophisticated voice that I just loved. Soft, well spoken and intelligent. He told me that he had lost his wife about 5 years previously and he came to the cafe most weekends to read the paper and chat to people. I sat chatting with him for over an hour and thoroughly enjoyed his stories of his life. I guessed he was about early 70s but he told me he was 83. We said our goodbyes and he held my hand far too long and kissed me on the cheek. He said he was there most weekends about the same time if I wanted to chat again. For some reason I couldn't get him out of my head for the rest of the day. I am very happily married and we have occasionally met with other men from this site. I am 45, shoulder length blonde hair and described as a curvy size 12. I do have rather large nipples that stick out all the time and he was constantly looking at them. The next Saturday came and I was drawn to the cafe again to meet him. He greeted me like an old friend and we sat at the same table and chatted. An hour passed and I found myself ordering another coffee and sat for another hour with him. He was a real charmer and I warmed to him. After another hour I said I had better go and he asked if he could give me his number to let him know if I am ever going to be at the cafe. I took the small piece of paper and we said goodbye. This time he kissed me on the corner of my mouth for a bit longer that he should have. When I got home I texted him to give him my number and he texted back several times. We ended up arranging to meet for a drink near his flat on the following week. I made an effort to look really sexy, I don't know why but I felt like a teenager going on a date. We met and had a nice hour chatting and then he asked if I would like to go to see his flat nearby. I was hoping he would ask so we ended up sat on his sofa after he had shown me around. Her suddenly kissed me on the lips and the next second his hand was on my breast. I had not worn a bra so maybe he had taken this as a sign that it was ok. I could feel myself responding and I allowed him to slip his hand inside my top after undoing a couple of buttons. Next he was sucking on my nipples and making groaning sounds. I was enjoying it and held his head to me as his mouth sucked on my nipple. His hand then went under my skirt and he quickly put his fingers in me. I was surprised at how wet I was and enjoyed it as he played with my clit. Next thing he was between my legs and with my pants pulled down was licking me. I lasted about 2 minutes before I had a huge orgasm which made me cry out. He sat down next to me and said that he had enjoyed that but he didn't want me to touch him as he found it difficult to get hard. I said that maybe I could try another day and he could make sure that he was ready for me. I have visited him a couple of times now, and we have managed to get to the stage of being naked in bed but he still has not fully managed to get hard. He is talking about getting Viagra and we will see how that goes.