Ever since I was a lad I have adored older women. I have been fortunate enough to have sex with a few over the years and I now live with a woman 10 years older than me. However I have broken my record and new ground by having sex with a woman 30 years older than me. As I am 47, you can work out how old Eileen is. I have known Eileen for 2 years as she lives 2 doors down from the house I moved into with my partner Kath when we decided to live together. She was married and divorced before I was even born and has lived in the same house since 1957. As she has no family she has always relied on Kath and when I moved in I got roped in to helping Eileen out to. So it would mean sometimes running her to the doctors, or changing a light bulb, even getting her some shopping in when it is too icy or snowy for her to get out. Now whilst I like older ladies, Eileen has never caused a stir in the downstairs department. Eileen is no young looking granny, she looks every bit her 77 years. She is short with lank grey hair, has only a few of her own teeth left and doesn’t bother with her false ones. She also doesn’t wear a bra which mean she appears flat chested as her tits hang down on her belly. I don’t paint a pretty picture because that is the way it really is. In fact when the phone goes and Kath says “Oh hello Eileen,” my heart always sinks when I wonder what I’ve got to do for her now. Anyway last Saturday evening that is what happened and Kath volunteered my help. Apparently Eileen had been sorting through her clothes and had boxed some she didn’t want to wear but also didn’t want to throw out. So could I put them up in her loft? Kath works at a supermarket so after dropping her off at work on the Sunday morning I knocked on Eileen’s door. She went through the rigmarole of thanking me profusely and “I don’t know what I’d do without you” etc. All I wanted to do was get the job done, get home and get the garden sorted. So anyway upstairs I went with the steps and started to do what I’d been asked. I put the first box up in the loft and turned to come down the steps and as I did I could see right down Eileen’s top as she stood at the bottom of the ladder. Now I admit to seeing down it before at times when she had bent over in front of me, but even though she wears no bra, she always wears a camisole. This time though Eileen had nothing at all under her top and I could see all the way down her cleavage to the ends of her saggy tits. As I came down the steps I came over feeling all horny. With the second box up, I turned again and just stood there for a few seconds. Eileen hadn’t moved and her white titties were in full view. I couldn’t see her nipples but I realised that when she was younger her tits were probably a good asset and encased in a support bra would stand well out. As I came down the steps this time, I felt the beginnings of a hard on. By the 5th box and 5 good looks down Eileen’s top I was feeling really randy and I abandoned attempts to keep my hard cock from being too obvious. In fact I decided I wanted Eileen to see how hard I was. Therefore as I took the last box up the steps I stopped with my groin inches from her face and said “Is this the last one then?” To my surprise and delight Eileen had noticed the bulge in my trousers and she looked up at me with a gappy smile and just nodded. Once the box was in the loft from my perch I looked down and again Eileen was looking up at me, but this time I made it obvious I was looking past her and down her top. Her eyes remained transfixed on my groin as I came down the ladder and I made my cock twitch to show her how horny I was feeling in her presence. When I got to the bottom, she said “Thank you, and she leaned forward on tip toe and planted a little wet kiss on my lips.” I stayed close as she pulled back and said “Well if I get that for every job I’m happy to do more.” “Oh you are awful,” she said but stepped in again and gave me a similar kiss. She even smelt old and her lips which are as wrinkly as her body felt strange, but by now, my cock was seeping liquid into my pants. This time I responded to her kiss and didn’t let her step away and the kiss although closed lip completely lasted a full 20 seconds and she closed her eyes. As she pulled back her hand brushed my groin, just lightly but enough to send waves of passion running through me. “Six boxes should mean six kisses,” I said. Again she smiled with just her few teeth and said “This is naughty,” but she again came back for a kiss. Again she kept her mouth firmly shut but when I put my arms around her and felt her wafer thin body she didn’t resist. This time her hand found my groin and I felt Eileen stroke me through my trousers. She was shaking by the time the kiss ended and her old hands were fumbling with my fly. I helped her out and released my aching cock. Eileen yelped and took a little jump backwards, but just as quick wrapped her gnarled hand around my swollen cock. She stroked me before looking up at me again and saying “It is a very long time since I’ve done this.” “That’s fine Eileen, you just enjoy it.” I reached down and started to fondle those saggy tits through her top. It felt so strange like touching a water filled balloon but with her now wanking me off tenderly I felt so horny and couldn’t wait to suck those old tits. I managed to manoeuvre her to the bedroom and she sat on her bed and I dropped my trousers in front of her, so she could now see my balls and all my cock. She reached up and played with me some more and as she did, I knew I was going to cum. My spunk splashed on her face and down her top and she screeched as it did so. She told me later that although she had touched her husband’s cock, she had never seen him cum as that was always reserved for inside her, so mine was the first spunk she had ever seen. With my cum released and with it dripping down Eileen’s face, I pushed her back on the bed and started to kiss her. I then helped her ease off her wet top and came face to face with those lovely saggy tits and her soft large flat round nipples. I fondled them and stared to kiss, lick and bite them whilst Eileen moaned and groaned. As I did so I eased her trousers down and shoved my hand down the front of her white cotton knickers, past her wiry grey pubic hair and into the softness of her old wrinkly pussy. As I curled a finger into her, Eileen was panting loudly and as I sucked on a nipple and slowly eased a finger in and out of her, Eileen started crying out “Oh God, Oh God.” I moved down her body with my lips over her crumpled belly and easing down her knickers into her pubic hair and then down to her labia. Eileen held my head in place and was alternating between “Oh God,” and “Oh no.” I eased her labia apart and looked upon her pink flesh, her little clit was standing out proudly and I ran the tip of my tongue along it. Eileen shuddered and gave out a long drawn out “Oh God.” I then went to work on her with my tongue and lips, making her as wet as I could. Whilst doing this she actually passed a little bit of urine. It was whilst my lips were teasing the top part of her labia, so it didn’t actually go anywhere near my mouth, but it did serve to make her a bit more wetter. By now I could get 3 fingers in her easily and so I ked her if I could make love to her. She said “Yes,” followed by half a dozen “Oh Gods”. So making sure that I didn’t hurt her I turned her on her side and lay next to her, we kiss some more, still closed lips and I positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt. I slipped in quite easily and she started panting profusely as I did so and with each thrust she let out a little grunt. Having this horny old lady between my legs was sensational and after a couple of minutes I was filling Eileen’s cunt with my spunk. By the time I had finished I had clearly exhausted her and I just cuddled her for a while before going and making her a cup of tea. When I went back to her bedroom she had dressed and was grinning from ear to ear. “You are a dirty boy,” she said “I’ll have to find some more jobs for you.” She wanted to go downstairs, so I told her I would join her in a minute after I had cleaned up. Once she had left I went straight to her bedside cabinet and found her knicker drawer. My partner Kath loves me wearing her panties and so I thought I might give Eileen and extra treat. I pulled out a white pair that completely covered my arse and cock and then I went downstairs. Eileen yelped again and giggled when she saw me, but I told her to sit back with her tea and enjoy. I then rubbed my limp cock into a nice erection again, so she could watch it grow in her panties and I kept wanking until my cock jerked and a little sticky wet stain appeared. Once I had finished I removed them and said “I’ll put these under your pillow, you can enjoy them tonight.” Before I left Eileen gave me a big hug and said it had been the best day of her life. She phoned the next day when Kath was at work again and told me she had enjoyed the crusty knickers and she had some more jobs for me. Kath is out with her work mates tomorrow and will probably get felt up by some guy and I am going over to Eileen’s to see what I can get a feel of.