I always keep an eye out for attractive women when I’m out and about, so it was no wonder the woman bending over the freezer in the local supermarket got my attention. Tight white jeans moulded to a trim little bum and shapely legs, slim waist a gap between her jeans and top, a profile of her small tits, shoulder length blonde hair falling forward hiding her face. About my age I guessed, mid twenties. I hung back following her, admiring her bum, watching as she crouched to get something from a lower shelf, the top of a thong and bum crack briefly on show. I kept several yards behind her as she moved to another aisle. I rounded the corner and she'd stopped, facing me, looking straight at me. I had two surprises, first her face, my guess at her age was way out, she had those lines around her eyes and mouth that women get as they get older, about 50 to 55. She was certainly attractive and must have been even more stunning twenty five years earlier, but still sexy with a superb body and knew it. The second surprise was when she said “Are you following me?” I of course denied it. “Liar, I've been watching your reflection in the glass cabinets. You didn't notice because you were to busy looking at my bum” she responded, laughing. At least she wasn't going to call security. Nothing to lose by admitting my guilt, commenting what a nice view it'd been. “Nice to know I can still catch the eye. I suppose I should be flattered” Time for another complement, which made her smile before we carried on shopping. I caught a glimpse of her, catching her glancing at me now and again. I went through the checkout first got to the door and it was hammering down, a summer downpour. I stood waiting for it to stop when she spoke to me. “Looks like you're going to get wet” “Looks like it” I laughed. “I think I’ll go for a coffee, fancy one” she asked. “Beats getting a soaking” We sat with our coffee for about 15 minutes talking about this and that, she called me “Her stalker” laughing about how she'd caught me, her leg touched mine several times, a hand resting briefly on my thigh. Finishing our drinks, rain was still hammering down, “Looks like your going to get wet after all. Of course I could always give you a lift” I thanked her and she said that her car was the black Golf parked about fifty yards away. “Right” she said “Run” Hell she was fit she almost beat me to the car. We got in both soaked, her thin top stuck to her, she was braless, the wet material see through, revealing a nice pair of small firm tits, hard nipples poking out. “Oops! I forgot I wasn't wearing a bra” she said unconvincingly. I felt my cock stir, my eyes drawn to her tits as she drove, realising she hadn't asked where I lived and we were heading in the opposite direction. “Are you kidnapping me? I joked. She giggled, replying “I might be. Taking you to my lair to have my wicked way” she replied, continuing “We're both soaked, we need to dry off, I’ll drop you home I promise” We were leaving town not saying much me still looking at her tits “You can touch them if you want. My tits. You can have a feel. No one will see” My head was saying I shouldn't be doing this, my prick was sending the opposite message. My prick won. I looked at her, an invitation not to be turned down, cupping a tit and squeezing the nipple, her breathing changed as the nipple hardened. “Can you unbutton my jeans and unzip them” I did as requested then hand back on her tit. Lucky it was an automatic, driving one handed she slipped her hand inside her jeans rubbing her pussy only stopping when we pulled in to the drive of an impressive detached house. It was still raining as we ran for the house. She opened the door, pulling her top over he head, calling for me to take mine off and she'd put it in the dryer. She stood facing me “Do you think I've got nice tits?” They were small and pert, I told her they were beautiful. “My ex thought that but it didn't stop him running off with a woman half my age” I told her he must have been mad. She smiled, “If he can have a bimbo you can be my toy boy” She didn't wait for an answer, her jeans were still undone, bending she pushed them and her thong down, standing naked in front of me. Her skin was smooth, absolutely flawless, toned legs, small bum, shaved pussy, a ring through her clit hood, cunt lips slightly open and moist, her tits rising and falling with each breathe. Without a word she moved closer undoing my jeans, pushing them and my boxers down as I managed to get my trainers off, kicking them away as she pulled my jeans off . My prick was absolutely rigid, she was crouched my prick close to her face. She took hold of me, pre cum already leaking from my prick as she rubbed it against her face, tongue flicking out tasting the clear liquid. Holding my erection against my stomach she licked my balls, sucking them in her mouth. I felt the tip of her tongue running up the underside of my shaft, then her fingers pulling my foreskin back and her tongue licking around the helmet. I felt her breath then her lips on my cock as she took me in her mouth and started to suck me off. I looked down watching my prick slipping in and out of her mouth as she looked up at me, her eyes on mine. She was gently squeezing my bollocks, sucking harder, taking more cock in her mouth. I started to push my prick in her mouth, fucking her face. I gasped “I'm going to cum”. She pulled my prick from my mouth and held me as my spunk shot all over her face. When I stopped cumming she rubbed it in to her skin before licking her fingers clean commenting that spunk is good for a woman's complexion. I realised at this point that I didn't even know her name and thought I’d better ask. “Julie” she laughed “And yours?” Sean” I told her, both of us bursting in to laughter. She stood, pressing her tits on my chest, rubbing her pussy against my thigh, a hand on my bum pulling me close the other on my cock wanking me “How long before you're hard again? I got a bit carried away sucking your cock and I need a fuck” “Not long, thirty minutes tops” I told her hopefully. “Let's go upstairs and see if I can speed things up” she suggested. A combination of hands and mouth she had me erect in record time, twenty minutes later getting on top and guiding my shaft in to her soaking cunt which I'd been fingering. As my cock slid inside her I realised how tight her cunt was, gripping my prick as she rode me. Her fingers were tugging her clit ring, then rubbing it against her clitoris, her breathing quickened. I noticed a pink flush spreading across her chest, nipples erect, perspiration running down her tits, beads of liquid dripping off her nipples as her firm little tits jiggled. She was close to cumming, riding me harder, lifting herself then slamming down on my shaft, leaning back thrusting her cunt on my cock until with a shout I felt a gush of cunt honey as she came. I was still hard inside her. I rolled her off, onto her front, lifted her bum, pulled her on to my pole, and continued fucking her from behind. I rested my hands on her bum, spreading the cheeks of her arse, looking down at my cock as I fucked her, her cunt stretched pink and slick, pussy lips glistening with juices. I wanted to make her cum again, I took her slowly, penetrating deep, then pulled almost out teasing her clit before slamming back in and fucking her furiously, wanting her to feel my spunk splattering inside her. She started to gasp, pant for breath, she was close. I kept shafting her until I felt a shiver pass through her, a loud moan. Three or four hard thrusts, Julie telling me to cum in her pussy and I shot my load in four spurts, filling her cunt with my spunk. I pulled out, a dribble of sperm running from her pussy then as she lay in her front legs parted, a gush of spunk cream soaking the bed. She lay there for 10 or 15 minutes, spunk running from her gaping cunt, a pool of cum under her pussy, eyes shut a contented look on her face, before rolling over and kissing me on the mouth. She licked and kissed down my body before kissing along my cock until she reached the tip. “How long before he'll be hard again?” she asked. “Longer this time. I’ll need a bit more time to recover” She pouted “That's not fair. I want you to fuck me again” She got up and fetched a couple of cold drinks before getting to work on my cock. It took a while, but about an hour later I fucked her again and laid on the bed half asleep after, while she showered. I suddenly realised the time, almost 4pm, my partner would be home about 6pm and I was with a woman, in a house several miles from home. Julie came out the shower, I told her I needed to get home. “Wife?” There was no point in denying it, “Partner” I told her. She started to dress while I went downstairs and put on my damp clothes, they never got as far as the dryer. Driving back into town she said “I enjoyed that. Best fuck I've had in a long while. I'd like to do it again if you want” I told her I worked shifts and usually had days off in the week. It was a risk but I gave her my mobile number but asked her only to text “What?” she said “Fancy a fuck. Julie” only joking. She thought a moment, “How about CNC? Cunt Needs Cock. If we can meet ring me and I'll pick you up. If she sees the message it won't mean anything, if she asks tell her it means Call No Charge or something” It's worked well. We both know it just fucking. Julie sucks cock and swallows and has a liking for being fucked up the arse something my partner refused to do and she gets a good shafting. She dropped me off in a side street about half a mile from home and as I got out the car she advised me to shower and wash my clothes, get rid of any lingering perfume smells. I tried to ignore it the first time she sent a text, but you know, the temptation, a partner who isn't very interested in sex, treats it as a favour to shut me up, or Julie who fucks, no strings and enjoys it . My resistance lasted about 10 minutes, go and meet her for a fuck or daytime TV – no contest. We meet and fuck once or twice a week although she's told me someone else is fucking her too and has suggested a threesome. Now that's something to look forward to.