I can remember it like it was yesterday. A call was put through to me one Monday morning. A slightly nervous and quiet “It’s me. Cathy.” She later told me it had taken her about six months to get in touch and she was worried I would not to talk to her.

It was her 71st birthday. Paul had left her birthday card on the work top, with a note to remind her he would be off to football straight from work, even though it was only a friendly. A friend was going out with her for lunch and she had just rung to say she could not make it. So, feeling really fed up with herself she thought it’s now or never. She asked if I could take her out for a drink at lunchtime.

We went to a fairly large pub, but as I guessed it was pretty empty on a Monday so it was easy to find a quiet corner. We chatted about what had happened, but basically Paul was treating her pretty deplorably again. He had started going to away games more, he had had a season ticket since before  they were married. This meant he could be out all day on a Saturday and all evening for a mid week match. After getting this out of her system, she started to cuddle up to me and was soon rubbing my thighs and then my cock. She had to go to the toilet and when she came had undone a couple of buttons on her blouse. In true Cathy fashion she had no bra on and it was not difficult to see her tits and from an angle her lovely, erect nipples. I had to tell her to stop as I did not want to cum in my trousers in the pub. She wanted to go back to her house, but I had a client meeting and just did not have the time. On the way home she knew a little lane where we could stop for a more intimate cuddle. I had hardly turned off the engine before she had my cock out and in her mouth. In no time at all I was coming in her mouth. She had never swallowed my cum before, but had no choice as I came so quickly and she had no time to get a tissue out. She was not mad about this, but still licked me clean ready for my meeting.

The bad news was that Paul had changed jobs and now only worked three days a week which could be flexible. I had one of these boring breakfast presentations the next week. I managed to slip out early and got to Cathy’s just after eight. She was just in a bathrobe and as I did not have loads of time we rushed upstairs and she asked if I could try oral sex on her. I started gently licking her clit before licking inside her. She was still nervous about it all, but was getting wetter so something was working. She asked me to stop and give her the first proper fucking for five years. I slid inside her and like those years before she soon had me in a leg brace. I told her I would not last long and to my surprise she said nor would she. I spurted a load inside her (all those years of frustration) and she was soon coming as well.

She had never had much of an orgasm when we first used to meet, but her friend Jean had persuaded her to accompany her to an Anne Summers shop. Evidently Jean was still having sex with her husband, but it was getting hard work. She had to instigate it and do quite a bit of work on his cock before he got interested. It was not enough for her so she needed a vibrator. She needed somebody to go with her to give her the courage to go in. She bought a couple and treated Cathy to one as well – one of the small handbag ones. Experimenting with it, once she decided to use it, meant Cathy could bring herself to orgasm. Jean wanted them to use one on each other, but Cathy was not too keen although they had each just started to play with their own one when they met up. It was when they were both playing one day that Jean started to experiment with one in both her holes. Cathy said she started shouting out fucking hell this is so fucking good before she had an almighty orgasm. Cathy had never seen her like this and when she said if you don’t get back in touch with David I fucking will if he is such a good fucker as you say. Seeing how Jean got lost in the moment she knew she had to do something.

So our relationship continued just as before. By now I was looking after some clients in and around Bath. This meant if I had to go and see them, I could call in on Cathy on the way back to the office. We had hours of passion together. A normal session would start with me arousing her by tongue or finger, her sucking me off and she swallowed it without any problem by then. Sometimes she would share my cum and we would both swallow together. I then either fucked her or made her come with my tongue and fingers. Seeing how Jean had let it all out made her realise she could see nothing wrong in doing the same. Often she would ask me to lick or fuck her cunt/fanny/pussy. She loved sitting on me so that my face was often covered in her juices, which she would then lick off and often share with me. As a treat she would straddle me, but only if I could come quickly (as if that was a problem!) as she said her knees were not what they were. Our relationship lasted for nearly six years and I never felt anybody suspected anything; then Paul told her just before Christmas he would be retiring the following March. We both realised we only had about three months left as we would only be able to see each other on odd occasions. It was my birthday in January so she said we need to celebrate that and every other opportunity.     

I went round the day before my birthday, as arranged. She was in the sitting room with her robe on and was immediately all over me. My shirt was soon off even before I could feel inside her robe. She had on a new pair of black fishnet stockings, suspenders and the skimpiest of thongs. It was difficult to remember this was a woman of 76. who had only really discovered sex in her late sixties. She was undoing my belt, my trousers and pants were coming off and we had not yet got upstairs. She started to suck me and then took my hand and lead me upstairs. Just as she was opening the bedroom door, she said I have a birthday surprise for you. This is Jean. There lying on the bed was her friend Jean in red bra, thong, suspenders and fishnets exactly the same as Cathy’s only in red. I had an enormous erection and Jean said I can see why Cathy is so happy these days. Come and lie down and let’s get acquainted. Jean could best be described as voluptuous. She had long flowing blonde hair, plenty of make up and jewellery, a large pair of tits and a good pair of thighs. Cathy took my hand and led me to the bed where I was now lying between these two horny sexily dressed women.  Jean had persuaded Cathy to let me have both of them as my birthday present. Jean said I could do what I liked with her. Cathy started French kissing me and playing with my cock while Jean put an enormous dildo in her cunt. Eventually they both started playing with and licking my cock and I was now fingering Jean’s cunt. It was obvious she was soon going to come. She was oozing her juices and when she came there was the merest hint of a squirt. She said she wanted me inside and Cathy moved around and as I entered her Cathy moved around so she Jean could lick her out. Before long we were all coming and cum and pussy juices were all over us. Jean wanted her ass fucking , but Cathy said that was a bridge too far. With some encouragement from both of them I was soon hard again. I entered Cathy’s very wet cunt and Jean started rubbing Cathy’s clit, then squeezing her nipples and kissing her. By now Cathy had really lost it and as she stated to yell at me to do it faster and harder. She eventually came with oh fuck, fuck this so fucking good.

 All too soon I had to leave. I was having a pee when Jean walked in which startled me. She was desperate and as she pushed me aside I was in awe of the amount and ferocity of her pissing. She said maybe I could watch her again sometime as I would like to play water sports with you. She really was up for anything and Cathy later told me they had both used their vibrators on each other. I was pissed off to have missed that.

Sadly the dreaded day was getting nearer. Luckily my wife went to London one Saturday which coincided with Paul going to an away match. We spent most of the day together fucking and sucking and just talking as we realised this would probably be the last time we would meet like this.  Cathy had bought some cream cakes for lunch and the cream was licked off her tits and body and my cock. And in the afternoon when we had a shower and I needed a pee she held my cock as I did it in the shower.

We still manged to meet up after that, but not very often and usually in my car which was not the same. My wife also became ill so even that became almost impossible.

There was however to be a twist to the tale, but that is for another day.