I am retired now but for many years I was a Sales Rep calling, variously, on housewives, businesses and retailers during my career. I have many stories I could tell of the opportunities I had to have sex with customers or potential clients. This is the story of one such occurrence. At this time I was calling on retail outlets on a regular basis and one of my calls was to a very specialist radio parts shop. I didn't particularly like this call, the owner was a bit of a miserable so and so, but we did get on okay. One day I called and the man's wife was running the shop, she was obviously younger than her husband but, nevertheless, was well into her forties. I had met her before and found her a bit offhand. When I enquired about her husband she told me that he was in hospital being treated for cancer, just shows that you shouldn't pre-judge people. After a while he returned to the business and we carried on as usual. Then, about six months later I made my monthly call and the wife was running the shop again, he was back in hospital, I expressed my sympathy. The next time I called she told me that he had died and that she was going to sell the business. To cut a long story short I told her that I would happily help her catalogue the stock if she wanted. Her attitude changed completely, she invited me into the back room and made me a coffee. During the subsequent conversation it turned out that, while she abhorred the way her husband had died, they had long since not been a 'proper husband and wife' and she said what a miserable man her husband was even before he developed cancer. I took this to mean that they hadn't had normal 'relations' for some time and said so in a very sympathetic manner. She smiled and said, 'I just knew that you were very perceptive! Everyone has their needs and my husband and I hadn't .... well, you know.' I said, 'How awful for you,' and she laid her hand on my arm and said how nice it was to meet someone who understood. I arranged to return after my normal calls were finished and give her a hand, I rang my wife and told her what I was doing and that I would be late home. When I got back to the shop, just on closing time, Alice, as she was called, locked the door and took me to the back room again. To my surprise she turned and putting her arms round me, kissed me, and expressed her thanks that I was going to help her. She pressed herself against me, the feel of her soft breasts and pelvis started to arouse me and I made sure that she could feel my burgeoning erection. Her kiss became more passionate and she was breathing hard, I put my hand to her breast and began caressing her, I felt her nipple rise and I kissed her neck and felt both breasts, rotating my thumbs on her nipples. She rubbed herself against my erection and I put my hand up under her skirt and cupped the plump soft flesh between her thighs. She moaned softly then said, 'John, please not now, let's do the stock first then I'll take you home and we can well... you know.' I kissed her again and said I understood. We spent two hours listing items until Alice said, 'I think that's enough for tonight, I never thought that we'd get so much done, it's so nice that you would spend your time helping me.' She locked up the shop and I followed her car to the bungalow where she lived. Once inside she said, 'I'm afraid I have nothing for dinner, but I can do bacon and eggs if you like?' I did and she gave me a plate of four rashers done just the way I liked them and a couple of eggs with a slice of plain baker's bread, these were supplemented by a large vodka and tonic, Alice had the same. When we'd finished she said, 'I'm going to have a shower, give me ten minutes, my room is the second on the right down the hall. I made a couple more vodka and tonics and followed her after ten minutes or so. As I entered the bedroom she came out of an en-suite in a housecoat, 'If you'd like a shower just go ahead.' I stripped quickly with my back towards her, went into the en-suite and showered. I dried off, my cock not half-hard but heavy with blood. I walked back into the bedroom, Alice was lying on the bed naked, her eyes fixed on my swinging cock as I advanced to the bed. 'Oh, what a lovely sight, John,' her eyes glistened. I was a little surprised at how good her figure was, a real womanly shape, if you know what I mean, her breasts were a decent size without being large and very well shaped, her stomach was flat and a plump swelling showed between the thighs of her lovely legs. 'Well,' I said, 'what a magnificent figure, Alice, so sexy.' 'Thank you for appreciating it,' she replied, 'my late husband certainly never did! I stood by the bed, her eyes, now dull with lust, were fixed to my swaying cock, she sat up and reached for it. Her hand was gentle and warm as she began working it up and down the shaft, I kissed her, caressing her breasts, feathering her nipples. Then I bent to kiss and suck them, she caught her breath and stood. I put my hand between her thighs, she parted her legs and my middle finger was positioned naturally in the little groove between the lips of her cunt. Within seconds she was wet and breathing very hard, my finger slipped in and I pushed it up inside her love canal and finger fucked her. She was kissing me passionately until I withdrew my finger and teased her clit, which was a sizeable hard lump only partially covered by her clitoral hood. She gasped, 'No one's done that since I was teenager!', she panted, her love juice flowed liberally coating my hand. 'Listen,' I said, 'I usually come very quickly with a new fanny, don't worry, I am very capable of doing you more than once!' 'Oh!' she panted. I spread her legs as she stood before me and manhandled my cock into her, once in I pushed it right up, she grabbed me, breathing hard. I fucked her quickly and came in about three minutes shooting my cum deep up inside her tight cunt. Without withdrawing I managed to get us on the bed, my cock softening, 'If you know how to squeeze your fanny muscles, do it, you'll keep me hard.' I felt a slight squeeze, 'Out of practice!' she panted, 'I haven't done that since I was a girl!' her squeezing became stronger and I was soon fucking her again, her fingers dug into my back, 'Careful darling, don't forget that I'm married!' Her fingers relaxed. Fucking her tight little cunt when it was already full of spunk felt extremely erotic and was a marvellous sensation, she seemed to think so too, urging me on, 'Harder, John, harder!' Ten minutes later I came again and she cried out. I said, 'You haven't come?' 'No,' she replied,' I never have while I'm doing it.' 'Listen then,' I went on, 'put your hand down between us and work your clit!' she did, I enjoyed that feeling too, expecially when she came noisily. We relaxed, my cock still inside her, 'Just let it soak, Alice, and I'll fuck you again in a minute.' Then I apologised, 'It's alright,' she said, 'I know you're all worked up and so am I, when I'm like this I think those words too!' We lay with me embedded, I could feel her pulse through her cunt walls, the contents of her cunt gradually oozing out, she started squeezing me strongly and I became hard again. I fucked her a third time, this time it was half an hour before I shot another load deep inside her. 'Oh God! I never would have believed it, I've never been done twice in a row, never mind three! What a wonderful time your wife must have, lucky woman!' 'Oh God!' I gasped, 'I'd forgotten all about her, I must ring her!' Alice handed me a handful of tissues, 'The phone's in the hall,' she told me. I wrapped my sloppy cock in tissues and went to ring my wife. I explained that I had offered to help catalogue the stock and we were still at it, 'I obviously shan't be back tonight, it's late enough now without spending two hours driving home, I'll find a B and B when we've finished. If you need to ring me anytime in the next two hours this is the number,' and I gave her the number on the phone. She didn't ring back. I went into the bathroom and washed my bits then went back into the bedroom. I looked at Alice, she looked like the cat that got the cream. Her legs were wide apart and, unlike my wife, her cunt was still wide open, my spunk drooling out of her. The middle finger of her right hand was resting on the not inconsiderable bulge of her clit, she was doe-eyed and had obviously been masturbating. 'Good,' I thought. I pulled her round across the bed and kneeling in front of her applied my mouth to her cunt. I sucked a big mouthful of spunk and love-juice out of her then went for her clit, she immediately convulsed with a huge orgasm, I then sucked another big mouthful out of her, slid up her body, kissed her and passed it into her mouth. She swallowed convulsively staring at me, her lips glistened with our mixed juices as she gasped, 'Oh! I've never done anything as dirty as that before!' 'Don't you like the taste of your own juice?' I asked. 'Yes, I've just never had a man's and mine all mixed up in my mouth before.' 'You're a gorgeous cunt, I can't fuck you any more for the moment, but if you want my tongue again you only have to say.' Alice said, 'I haven't had proper sex like this since I before I was married, I feel so naughty, all those pictures in my mind of what you were doing! Do you think I'm terrible?' 'Of course not, you've just been thoroughly aroused, enjoy it. Once you've sold up, I shan't be around, get used to the fact that, if you want sex, well, a woman can always get it. Much easier for a mature woman than a mature man, just go for it and make up for lost time.' 'I'll never find anyone to do me like you,' she said. 'Maybe,' I replied, 'but you surely can have fun trying!' I fucked her two or three times more that night and again in the morning. When we showered she said, 'I've got a sore fanny,' she kissed me, 'but I loved it!' I'd loved it too, an unexpected fuck from a woman I don't really know always has a special feeling. She asked me to fuck her once more before I drove home and I obliged.