We have just returned from a holiday in Spain and stayed in an apartment in a block where the rest of the residents were permanent, either Spanish or ex pats. We are in our early 40s and this was the first holiday on our own without the kids. I am 5'2, and a size 14 with long blonde hair and quite big boobs. I think I have kept my figure and men do seem to look at me when I am dressed in nice clothes. My husband has asked me to write this so that he can read it and find what I really felt about the experience that happened. The whole place was kept spotlessly clean and as expected there were plants and nice welcome mats outside the apartment doors in the corridors. Everybody was very friendly and they all said hello every time we saw them. The corridors and outside areas were kept clean by an old English man Jim, probably about 65 and I would say looked liked the proverbial dirty old man, and we were told that if we needed anything fixing or any advice then to knock on his door. We were very pleased with the flat but found when we went to bed that the bedside lamps did not work as the bulbs had blown. The next morning I went to Jim's apartment and explained the problem. He invited me in and said he would find some new bulbs. I did notice that when he talked to me, he stared constantly at my boobs as I wasn't wearing a bra and the top was a little see through. He took a long time to find new bulbs and brushed past me a few times as he went from one cupboard to another to find them. Normally I would think what a dirty old git, but for some strange reason I was actually enjoying the attention. I undid a couple more buttons on the top and his eyes lit up when he saw my cleavage. He eventually found the bulbs and as I left his arm guided me to the door but 'accidentally' touched the side of my boob. I returned to our apartment and told my husband about it and he thought it highly amusing and said it was quite a turn on. I know he likes the idea of me being looked at by old men. A couple of days later there was a knock on the door and when I looked through the peephole saw it was Jim. I told my husband and he said why don't I pretend I was just out of the shower and that he wasn't in. I quickly stripped off and wrapped a towel around me and answered the door. He wanted to know if everything was ok and I invited him in for a cup of coffee. He was staring at my legs as the towel was very short and didn't quite cover my bum. He came in and sat in the kitchen and I put the kettle on. I explained that my husband had gone out and would be about an hour. I was beginning to feel very sexy as he stared at me and I bent over in front of him to get stuff from a cupboard. As I turned round his hand went back to the table and I could see that he had a hard on. He offered to help and stood next to me and I had to get quite close to him to get past in the small kitchen. He sort of thrust himself against me as I passed and I felt his hard cock against me. I pretended not to notice as his hand touched my bum as I passed him. He was wearing shorts and as far as I could see no pants and his cock was a quite visible bulge. I turned towards him and my towel just happened to fall off and I stood naked in front of him. He quickly grabbed the towel and held it as he stared at me. He made a comment about how he hadn't seen a woman naked for years and I had a lovely figure. He suddenly reached out and started stroking my boobs. I was a bit shocked but stood there as he groped me and he got more bold. Next thing his hand was between my legs and he put his finger in me. I hadn't realised how wet I had got and actually enjoyed him touching me. He suddenly undid his shorts and they fell to the floor as his hard cock stuck out in front of him. It wasn't massive but a good size and quite thick. He rubbed it against me and I could feel the end was all wet. He took my hand and made me grip him and I slowly wanked it pulling the foreskin back. We stood there for about 5 minutes just touching each other and he suddenly turned me around, bent me over and just stuck it in me from behind. I know I should say he made me cum a dozen times but he thrust into me about 10 times and then came with a very loud groan. I could feel the heat of him as it shot into me and then felt some running down my legs. He pulled out, pulled up his shorts and said thank you. I wrapped the towel around me and he left saying that he will come back tomorrow to see if there is anything I need. My husband emerged from the bedroom and we had the most amazing fuck. True to his word Jim was back the next day and he actually came to see me every day about the same time. There was no finesse in him and every day he literally just bent me over and fucked me. I did cum once on the last day as he lasted about 10 minutes before he came. Now I am back home I cannot believe that I let him do what he did to me every day. But I suppose that is what happens when on holiday