The wife and I were at home one summer weekend. The kids were with Granny, who lives in the country, for a few weeks. We were just pottering around, I was reading and she was typing something for her doctoral thesis! The doorbell goes, and I being the nearest went to answer it. Standing there was a rather tall elegantly dressed lady, or I should say, LADY, in her fifties, handsome rather than beautiful, slim with a nicely stacked frontage. ' Is Anne at home?', she said, in very genteel voice. ( Jeez, I wonder what she's collecting for!'. I thought). Just at that Anne came through, with a 'Hi, Janice, this is my husband Peter. Come on in!', she said. We went on through into the living room and sat down. 'Janice is a friend from work.' said Anne, and we swapped small talk for a while. At one point my wife asked her, in french' do you like him', 'Oh yes, he's very handsome' she replied also in french. I don't know why they bothered, my wife knows that I taught myself french when I was young. 'Shall we have some tea, Peter come give me a hand!'.says Anne. So we go past the toilet and the bathroom to get into the kitchen. Where Anne turned and said, low voiced,' Look, Janice is a good friend from work, she helped get my thesis subject accepted. I want you to do something for her!'. 'OK,' I say' whatever!', thinking that it would be to put up a shelf or something like that. ' She's been a widow for several years and hasn't had sex in that long, I WANT YOU TO MAKE LOVE TO HER, do you understand, MAKE LOVE TO HER, not just fuck her, I know you can do that!' 'Of course I can, it's what I do to you when that's what you want!'. 'Yes, I know you do, love, but she's a bit uptight, I think that she's had a very sheltered life. She knows that's what she's here for, and wants it, so you don't need to talk about that, but she's timid and shy, so take it slowly!', So I go back into the living room, where Janice is sitting in an armchair. Taking her hand, I say 'come and sit beside me on the settee', which we do. I keep hold of her hand and keep stroking it, eventually kissing it and her fingers and sucking one in and tonguing it, almost whispering a string of nothings in a monotone to help in a kind of hypnosis to get her to relax. Then Anne came in with the tea and poured, smiling brilliantly at Janice. While we drank our tea Anne removed her blouse and bra, showing her naked breasts. I reached over and stroked them, saying,' What beautiful breasts Anne has, don't you think I'm lucky to be able to stroke such beautiful breasts?'. Janice's eyes were riveted on them. Anne then moved over to sit on her other side and started to slowly undo Janice's shirt, seeing that happily she was wearing a front opening bra, snapped it open, allowing Janice's breasts to fall free. They were a bit pendulous but really she has quite a nice rack. They were certainly a lot bigger than Annes. 'Oh what beautiful breasts you have too!' said Anne, ' would you like Peter to stroke them?'. I'd been stroking her arms and shoulders and kissing her neck and ears, her cheeks' Yes, yes I would!', Janice said hoarsely and turned to kiss me on the mouth, rather fiercely. I eased her off a bit and started giving her lots of lip and tongue, which surprised her, I don't think she'd ever been french kissed before. At the same time, I'd been handling her breasts, flicking the nippPeter and gently pulling on them. At this she started breathing heavy, so Anne said let's go through to the bedroom, where we can be more comfortable, which we did. In the bedroom Anne completely undressed, and naked, sat on an arm armchair in the corner where she could observe and be observed. I sat on the bed and pulling Janice to me slowly started to remove the rest of her clothes. She really did have a nice body, just a little plump in the belly, but I like that. Feeling my lecherous gaze she crossed her arms across her tits and said, ' I'm sorry that I'm not a sweet young thing for you, but I have tried to keep in shape!'. I exploded, 'Don't be ridiculous, you've got a magnificent body, I'd far sooner have you than some skinny little twenty year old!'.' Oh, you're being kind!'. I angrily said '...No, I'm not, I really mean it!' and pulling her to me began to lick her belly down to her pubic bush. She pulled my head to herself going'Ah, ah.'. so I pulled her down onto the bed and arranged along it. To continue, I lay between her legs and started to lick her thighs, gradually creeping up towards her cunt. When I reached her bush and stuck a tongue into her crack she leapt up saying' What are you doing, nobody's ever done that before, isn't it dirty?.' Anne came over to the bed and stroking her face said, ' Look, relax, you're really going to love this. It's dirty if you do it right, Peter is an expert, believe me you'll love it!'. I started licking her labia Gently probing her crack I realised she had quite a large clitoris. 'Hey, Anne this will interest you!' I said. she came over and looked,'Oh goody' she said, 'Move over', ' Not yet, Later'. I said. I hadn't yet touched her clit, I continued licking at her labia and giving small thrusts in the crack. This kept her stirring around, flexing her leg muscles and grabbing at my hair. moaning. As soon as I touched her clit she exploded, thrashing around, arching her back, I had to hold on like grim death, ejecting a wad of cummjuice! No doubt about it, she'd cummm! Eventually, she calmed down, 'What happened?', she asked. Anne said 'what do you mean what happened, You had an orgasm'. ' Well nobody has done that to me before and that has never happened to me before. I knew that orgasms were part of sex but I always thought that it was that nice romantic feeling when you're with the one you love!' She then noticed that Anne, having got turned on by recent spectacle, was masturbating her clit and fucking herself in the arse with a vibrator, her knees up to her ears. 'My God, what are you doing?' she cried. I'mmmmm jusssssst gettingggggg my jolies!' gasped Anne as she slid into her own orgasm, quivering and gasping. 'Oh, you people are so adventurous. I thought it would be like with my husband, ten minutes of cuddling then a few minutes of intercourse, then more cuddling until we went to sleep. I would never have dreamed..........! You see, I was born, grew up and lived in the country until recently. Everybody I knew was a church person. They would have been horrified.............! Since my husband died I haven't been at all religious, I blamed god for taking my husband so young, and now to learn that I have lived my life without that wonderful feeling,...........................could we do it again, do you think?' ' I expect so !', I laughed,' after you've had a little rest!'. 'And you havn't tried his cock yet says Anne,'That was just the hors d'oeuvre!'.' 'I'd like to what you did with my............clit, is it?' 'Yes but later', just now, we are going to fuck!'. And rolling over onto her I slowly slid my cock into her cunt. Over the next hour, I fucked her in every position I could think of. Anne laying beside her,saying,' Do you like my husband fucking you, is he fucking you good?'. 'Oh, yes,..yes, yes, he's.............fucking me good!'Her favorite was doggy which was nice, I could reach under and play with her swinging tits. .She had a couple more nice cumms before I needed a rest. We smoked and chatted mostly about her newfound curiosity about sex. Anne showed her how to pleasure herself with a vibrator and how to be pleasured by Anne sucking on her engorged clit, Anne with the vibrator in her arse, bringing her to an explosive climax! Anne tried to get her to suck my cock, demonstrating, but she couldn't yet get to that. I said to her 'I'd like you to stay here for the evening,just hang out and see what develops, but no clothes, OK!' 'Oh that sounds nice' she giggled. So we did just that, I fucked her a couple more times, and Anne, including a marvellous anal knee-trembler against the kitchen wall, with a naked and exited Janice watching, but really it was all very relaxed. She couldn't get over how Ann would walk naked around the house with the vibrator, which had a butt plug shape, buzzing in her arse! Or her electrified buzzing Bawa balls in her cunt. ' You two are so....... liberated!' She kept saying. At one point she asked me if I would like to see her alone at her house. I told her no, that she was Annes friend and I'd be delighted to see her as often as she wanted she'd have to make her arrangements through Anne, as we didn't poach on each other's friends, which was a lot of B.S. as she fucked a number of my friends as I did hers! She stayed the night, but though there was some groping around, we mostly slept, and the next morning, we put her into a taxi and sent her home. ' Anne told me,' You handled that beautifully, Thank you. You know she'll be back!'. Which of course, she was, often!