Times were not easy. There was very little work available and it was hard to make ends meet. I had enjoyed many good years, my building business was doing well. I had bought a nice house, improved and extended it so its value had increased greatly. we enjoyed life my girlfriend and me, holidays, shopping and all that. But the crisis hit hard . I no longer had the cash to splash on the girlfriend and she resented it. I discovered that she was having affairs with two blokes so I called it a day. I sold the house, paid off the debts and bought a cheaper, smaller house in town with the advantage of two adjacent garages. To make up for my low income I decided to advertise the spare bedroom for rent. My new address was quite close to the hospital and there is always strong demand for rentals. Immediately after moving in I had redecorated everywhere, put in a new kitchen and created en-suite bathrooms for each of the two bedrooms. The place looked clean, modern and comfortable. Not far away there was an old fashioned newsagent tobacconist where I could put a postcard ad in the window. Only 30 minutes after putting in the ad my phone rang, someone enquiring about the room. It was a lady asking if she could come and see it immediately. I gave her the address and ten minutes later she was at the door. I showed her the room and she asked there and then to take it. She explained she was a midwife working at the hospital, she needed somewhere urgently as she had sold her own house and had to leave by the coming Saturday. She only needed it for a month as she was emigrating. She told me I could phone the hospital for references if I wanted. I liked her, she was bubbly, she was not bothered about sharing a house with a man on his own. Deal done, she was to move in the next day after work. The next day at 6.30 the bell rang. There she was, Rebecca, with two large suitcases which I carried up to her room. She gave me an envelope in which was the full rent for the month, in cash. I left her to get on with unpacking , heard her running water so I guessed she was taking a shower. Around 7.30 Rebecca came down stairs in jeans and tee shirt smelling very fresh. I commented that her perfume was very nice. I asked if she had eaten, she said not. So I suggested that we go and get a bite at the chinese a short walk away, we could chat and get to know each other. Her answer was ' great idea'. Rebecca told me she had broken up with her husband, divorced, sold the house and was emigrating to New Zealand where her sister lived. Midwives are much in demand in NZ she told me , and better paid than in the UK. She asked me about me, so I explained about thye crunch, the debts, selling up and the ex. She asked what I had done when I found out about the ex and her affairs, my answer was went straight to the std clinic, got checked and said goodbye. Rebecca replied ' best thing '. After the meal we walked back home, she was holding my arm as if we were a couple. I liked it. Once indoors she suggested a night cap, a glass of wine, from the bottle she had brought with her. She ran off upstairs and came back with a bottle, very nice red wine from New Zealand. Getting into practice she joked. A few minutes into the conversation she asked me if I had a new girlfriend. I told her no, it has been a while , to which she answered ' me too ' . To my utter surprise she then said ' I am only here for another month, we are both single, why don't we enjoy ourselves with some plain old no strings attached sex ? ' Sounds like a great idea to me I replied. Rebecca stood up, finishing her glass, and said ' see you upstairs in five minutes, my room' . I nipped into my bedroom, cleaned my teeth, had a pee , got a couple of condoms from the drawer and went towards her room. The door was open, Rebecca was there in a short white satin top, she looked beautiful. The dim light from a bedside lamp made for a romantic atmosphere. Rebecca was not shy, she came to me and we started kissing, gently at first then more passionately. I had not realised how full and large her breasts were. She was undressing me , and soon I was naked. She pulled me towards the bed , we laid side by side kissing and exploring each others body. My hand found a soft mound and a little thatch of silky hair. My fingers then slipped between her pussy lips and I caressed her clit and gently eased a finger into her vagina. Her kisses told me she was enjoying it. Women always seem to say there is not enough foreplay, but it was rebecca who was pulling me onto her and wrapping her legs around my body. It was her hand guiding my cock into her pussy, and it was she who started pumping hard and fast as soon as my cock was in. I matched her, thrust for thrust, as hard as she could take. There was no way either of us could keep this up for very long , luckily for me she was the first to burst into orgasm. I like the feeling as a womans vagina opens and floods as she cums, the sense of achievement knowing I have given my lover what she wants. A moments pause to let Rebecca have her orgasm, then I started thrusting again, knowing I was almost there. My cock pulsed, my spunk shot out once, twice then a third time. After some hugging and kissing Rebecca pushed me over so I was lying by her side. Only then did I realise I had not put on a condom. I started to explain but she was cool. You got yourself checked at the clinic, and so did I , she said. As to pregnancy, I am on the pill. We lay there chatting and touching and for the rest of the night the lovemaking was much more slow and gentle. I slept well that night, close to Rebecca. When I woke in the morning it was to the sight of her coming out of the bathroom drying herself , the first time I had really seen her naked body. A firm size 12 , nicely rounded, dark nipples. She saw me looking and asked if I liked what I saw. When I answered yes she smiled and said that I could have a much closer look later on when she got back from work. She left me there dozing in her bed and went off to work. The start of a fantastic month for me.