Just after two Lily knocked on the door and stepped into my room. As I said, I’d always found her sexy but out of her drab pinafore and flat shoes she looked more than presentable. She took her coat off to reveal a white blouse and black skirt. The high heels showed the nice shape of her calves and she’d even touched up her make-up. As I imagined what must be underneath I stored up a delicious wank fantasy. She sat on the edge of my sofa bed and sipped wine as we chatted. At some point she asked if I had a girlfriend. I told her yes. She made a face and asked how she’d feel if she knew about the girl she’d caught me with the other day. I told her we had an agreement. “Very modern,” she said, sniffily. “Realistic,” I said. “Well I hoped you enjoyed yourself.” “I didn’t actually.” I was feeling mischievous now. “The sex was lousy if you must know.” “Ah well, can’t win them all. Can you?” she said sarcastically. Maybe it was the wine or maybe I was just past caring but I suddenly decided to shock her, even if it meant a slap in the face. “Maybe it would have been better if you’d been in bed with me.” She nearly choked on her wine, then she chuckled. “I should be so lucky.” “Come on, you must have seen the guys eyeing you up. Let’s face it, you’ve got beautiful breasts. The rest of you looks nice as well, what I’ve seen of it.” She gave me a funny look and I reminded her about the time I’d come into the room when she was hoovering. She blushed to the roots. I laughed. “Of course, it would have been better if you hadn’t been wearing knickers, of course. She drained her glass and got up. “I think we’re getting a bit carried away now, aren’t we?” As she reached for her coat I took her arm and said, “OK then, let’s have a kiss for Christmas.” She gave me a forgiving smile, closed her eyes and puckered up. I placed my lips on hers then immediately thrust my tongue between them. She made a little murmur of surprise then let me kiss her deeply. I put my arms around her and held her close. I left off kissing her and nuzzled her neck. A ragged sigh escaped her lips as I reached up to cup her breast. She pushed me away, a look of surprise in her eyes. “What are you playing at?” she said. “Let me kiss you again and I’ll tell you,” I whispered. We snogged and snogged. Lily relaxed in my arms. I smoothed my hands along her back. This time when I nuzzled her neck I murmured in her ear, “I’d really love to fuck you, Lily.” “Oh my God,” she said. Before she could say anything else I gripped the lovely round cheeks of her bum and pulled her against my erection. She just kept staring at me in surprise. “Let me, Lily,” I whispered. “Let me fuck you.” I reached down and flipped at the hem of her skirt. In one swift movement my hand swooped up the back of her thighs and over her buttocks. I then delved between her thighs and stroked the delicious fat bulge I’d seen that day. I watched the pleasure begin in her eyes. “What are you doing to me?” she said. “I’m stroking your fanny, darling. Why don’t you feel my cock?” She reached out and tentatively squeezed the bulge in my trousers. As she did this I reached round to the front, found the waistband of her knickers and slipped my hand underneath. I immediately came into contact with a mass of soft hair and further down the deep cleft between the fat warm lips. I slid my finger between them and diddled rapidly. She finally began to relax fully, parting her legs slightly to allow me access to her fleshy treasure. I bent slightly and thrust my fingers up her, groping her deeply. I felt her juice gathering on my fingers. Whether we wanted it or not we were both past the point of no return. I led her to the bed. She modestly slipped off her knickers, keeping her fanny and her bush concealed from me. I quickly got between her legs. Her surprised eyes never left me as I nuzzled the tip of my cock between her fanny lips. In one thrust I was up her and fucking like a maniac, grabbing at her arse, lifting up her thighs to get in deep, loving the feel of her bush against my belly. In turn she bucked her hips wildly. For a minute or so the only sounds in the room were our mutual moans and gasps, the wet sucking sound of cock and fanny and the rhythmic slap of my balls against her arse. It was a fast and furious fuck. I paid no attention to her beautiful breasts, but we came with the intensity of two people who really needed sex. She groaned so deeply and loudly I thought the entire corridor would hear. At last, I thought, sex with a sexy older woman and how amazing it had been! Lily, however, wasn’t feeling the same way. As soon as she got her breath back she jerked her body back, reached for her knickers and started to get flustered. “God, what am I doing? I’ve got to go now.” She was out of the door in a flash. I was left with a wonderful memory of great sex and the aroma of her fanny on my fingers. I assumed it would never happen again, that she had caught herself unawares and was now ashamed herself. After the Christmas break I discovered I was right. Or at least partly right.