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In Praise of Older WomenTowards the end of my last but one year at school a new boy joined our class. He had been at boarding school but his father had died a year or so earlier and his mother wanted him nearer home so he could stay with her.It’s always difficult coming into a new school and more so when everyone else already have long established friends or groups. However as my father had also died a couple of years earlier the headmaster asked me to “take him under my wing” on the basis we’d have this experience in common.He was a nice guy – Paul – clever and amusing so it wasn’t any hardship to help him find his feet so to speak. We saw a bit of each other over the holidays and early in the new term his mother asked me to stay over at their home for a weekend. Helen, his mother, picked us up from school on the Friday and we had a quiet pleasant evening and then spent most of Saturday messing around in their big garden complete with pond, and generally being teenagers – playing loud music and so on. The plan was that on the Sunday we’d all drive over to Paul’s grandparents’ house for lunch but on the Saturday evening after dinner it became clear that I’d picked up a cold. I was packed off to bed dozed up with flu remedy and it was suggested that Paul would cycle over first thing and I would have a lie-in and come over later with Helen.I had one of those fever filled nights but when Helen woke me in the morning with a bed-tray with tea, toast and marmalade apart from being rather türbanlı kocaeli escort thirsty I felt fairly normal again.After depositing the tray on my bed and feeling my forehead to see if I was still running a temperature Helen moved over to the windows to draw back the curtains. I couldn’t help but notice what a very attractive lady she was. Small, slim but with ample curves in all the right places, she was wearing a cream silk blouse and dark blue skirt, probably also silk but certainly very smooth and deeply glossy.I suppose she was probably in her late 30s or early forties which seemed “old” from the point of view of a 17 year old but she was really still in her prime and clearly took good care of herself – this at a time when working out at a gym was for body builders and boxers, not the general population. I’d always fancied her a bit but now I was truly smitten.While I munched my toast and drank my tea Helen sat on the edge of my bed and said that she was glad to have me to herself as she wanted to thank me for befriending Paul and said I’d helped him a lot in trying to cope with his father’s death. Somewhat wryly she said “I wish someone could help me so easily”. I asked her what she means and she explained that as a young widow her social life had all but disappeared. She was no longer asked to dinner parties or if she was she would be paired up with some boring old widower or bachelor. “Either they just fancy a quick türbanlı kocaeli escort bayan grope or are not interested in women at all” she said.Seeing my puzzled expression she explained that women whose friends are widowed tend to be worried that their husband might be tempted to stray. “I’m still young enough to want and need sex you know – but there are few men of my age still free and available.” I asked what she did about it then and she said that “I find the occasional man to play with, and sometimes I even play with a girlfriend or two”.There was a rather stunned silence at this statement and blushing furiously Helen stood up and smoothed down her skirt saying “I’d better leave you to get dressed” to which I replied “What’s the rush Helen? You’re a very attractive woman and I do find you very arousing. I always have”. Laughing she said “don’t be silly” but I threw back the bed clothes to reveal my rock hard cock jutting out of the front of my pyjamas and said “what more proof do you want”?Helen’s expression changed from laughter to one of desire and I could see she was impressed at what she saw. “That’s just a morning glory that all you teenagers get,” she said. I replied whilst gently stroking myself, “even if that was true, which it isn’t, I’m sure you can still put it to good use”.“I don’t suppose you have any condoms with you?” said Helen and when I agreed this was the case she said “OK, I’ll go and get some, türbanlı escort kocaeli don’t go away”.By the time she came back I’d pulled my pyjamas off and was naked on the top of the bed gently stroking my very hard, almost painfully hard, cock. Smiling Helen rolled the condom onto my cock then undid her skirt and removed her blouse revealing that she was wearing a lacy white basque with matching panties. Her legs were encased in black seamed stockings with a sweet lace top. She was mega-hot.After peeling her panties off to reveal a dark neat bush Helen straddled me and after rubbing her clit against my cock a few times gently, but urgently, impaled herself on me. I spurted almost immediately but, ah sweet forgotten pleasures of youth, that didn’t affect my erection in the slightest.We spent the next couple of hours pleasuring each other by sucking (her pussy tasted sweet and she had the softest mouth imaginable) stroking (her arse was so soft, firm, smooth and sexy) and fucking. It was probably as well that we had to get up and go to Sunday lunch or I’m sure we would have shagged each other into a c*** and it probably wouldn’t have been a good idea for Paul to come home and find his mother and me in bed together. On the way to lunch Helen said she’d like us to get together again soon and that Paul was out every Thursday evening with his grandparents so did I think we could make it a regular date? What do you think?I couldn’t get the thought of Helen’s gorgeous arse out of my mind or how like Paul’s it was. So it was that the following Wednesday as I stroked Paul’s arse entwined in bed, his leg half thrown over mine and his cock pressing into my leg, I pondered whether I preferred stroking the familial arse attached to a moist hairy pussy or a damp softened cock and decided I needed more experience before I could come to a firm conclusion.
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