I knew she wanted to make love with me but her being married somehow prevented her. I had first met Marjorie at a village disco when I had given her a quick grope during a slow dance.She had pushed her hips against my growing cock and moaned softly to herself. I suggested we went outside to my car but she said she couldn't her husband might find out and she was sorry. The next time was at a party when I caught her coming out of the bathroom and pulled her into a bedroom. We kissed and again I felt her grinding against my growing erection. I slipped my hand between and massage her mound through her dress. I felt her knees buckle as she shuddered with pleasure. I suggested we lay on the bed but again she said no and ran from the room. I made several more attempts over the next few months but to no avail. Marjorie and her husband moved away from the village and I did not see her again for several years until one day I was in the village bakery and I saw her over the road talking to a friend of mine. By the time I was served they had gone. Later that day I met my friend in the pub and asked if that was Marjorie he had been talking to. He said it was and that she was now living in the next village. Apparently her husband had died recently and she had returned to the area to be near her parents. It was the following weekend before I had chance to go in search of her. The next village was not large and I soon found out where she lived. I knocked on the door but there was no reply. I left her a note with my telephone number and went away. Two days later I received a call from her. She told me her husband had died some months ago and she was now alone. We arranged to have a drink in a local pub on the following friday night. Time seemed to drag through the rest of the week. At the appointed time I arrived at the pub and saw her sitting in a campervan in the car park. I went over and tapped the window. She said she didn't fancy drinking here could we go somewhere else. I could leave my car and she would bring me back later. I agreed happily. I got into the van and she drove off. I assumed she was taking me to another pub. We drove for some miles and then pulled off onto a track and into a small wood. She said that this would do and would I like a glass of wine she had in the fridge. I opened the bottle and we sat down on the edge of the double bed. We toasted each other and drank the whole bottle. She suggested another which I went and opened, when I turned round she was lying on the bed in a lilac lace bra and matching panties. I must have looked somewhat stunned as she asked if I was going to join her. She thought I had always fancied her. I put down the drinks and stripped to my boxers and joined her on the bed. Our lips met and our tongues entwined. I moved my had round her back an unclipped her bra. Her breasts were just a nice handful. Her aureoles were a cooffee brown and her nipples were already extended showing her sexual arousal. I thumbed them for awhile as we kissed. She was grinding her groin against my stiffened cock. I knew if I let her carry on I would shoot my load so I adjusted my position and slipped my hand into her panties. My finger slipped into her crack and found her clit. She moaned and pushed against my hand. I tweaked her clit until she twisted and writhed with her climax. Her screams would have woken the dead. Slipped her panties off and put my head between her legs she smelled wonderful,honey and Miss Dior! My tongue was soon in action and I brought her off to another loud climax, the juices flooding from her tasted wonderful. She lowered my boxers and ran her tongue along my cock and when she reached the knob she enveloped it in her mouth. She sucked and licked for several minutes until Icould hold off no longer and shot my load down her throat. She gagged a little but soon had drunk it all. We both rolled over and lay breathing heavily. I poured a glass of wine which we drank thirstily, washing the taste of each other down nicely. When we had regained our composure and she had stroked me back to life I lay between her legs hooking her ankles over my shoulders and entered her warm wet cunt. She sighed with pleasure as I penetrated her fully.She said it was good to feel a thick cock deep inside her. Her husband had been short and thin. I began to pound her cunt and she moaned louder with each thrust. I lasted through several of her climaxes and decided now was the time to deliver my load. I increased my speed and soon felt the familiar pressure building up my cock. With a yell I came shooting string after string into her. She clamped my cock tightly and squeezed every last drop from me. We collapsed in a sweaty heap and kissed deeply. That was wonderful she said, well worth the wait all these years. Needless to stay we fucked ourselves sore that night. I hope the pub landlord didn't mind my car staying on his car park all night. We have now moved in together and are expecting our first child. We are marrying on Christmas Eve.