My Older Neighbor

She actually hit me in the arm. Hard! We laughed long and hard, then sat down to dinner and more wine. She looked gorgeous in her silk jammies as we ate, and I told her so. Several times as I got up to get something or other we both noticed how erect my penis still was. After dinner we retired to the couch to watch a movie, some spy thriller. A couple of times we kissed passionately, our tongues dancing. She even stroked her hand over my erection as we did. The movie was exciting but we were more into concentrating on each other proximity.

"I have to go" she said rousing herself. I had fallen asleep. I think she had dozed for a bit in my arms, because the movie had shut itself off.

"One sec," I said as I pulled her back into my arms. I kissed her neck and took both of her gorgeous breasts in my hands and gently stroked and squeezed them. One of her hands squeezed my thigh as she lay there and let me. I played with her erect nipples for a moment and then she moved to get up.

"I really must get to bed." She told me rising. She looked down, and noticing my erection reached down to stroke it gently. "Oh, baby! You feel so good" She whispered.

"Don't leave me like this." I whispered back.

"I'm afraid that you'll have to take care of that yourself tonight." She said standing. She stood there for a moment simply gazing at the effect that she was having on my cock. As she watched I reached down to unbutton and unzip my pants. She stood there watching as I slipped my pants and skivvies down exposing my cock.

"You mean like this?" I asked as I began stroking myself in front of her. She watched in silence. I stroked it softly, slowly, performing for her, showing every inch of me. She just watched.

"Oh, baby!" she said. She actually licked her lips. "I'm going now."

"Give me something to masturbate by." I asked. She noticed that I was gazing at her erect nipples. After a moment she slowly began to unbutton the front of her pajama top. I sat there jacking off watching her slowly unbutton. One after the other, her button came undone until a slight opening was visible from bottom to top between her breasts. She softly pulled her top open revealing her exquisite breasts. Her nipples were so hard! She brought her hands up and began cupping them softly. She then began gently squeezing them, one in each hand. My hand became a blur as I jacked of hard and fast. She just watched, trancelike, as her fingers began toying with her nipples. She would milk each breast from the base to the tip and then pull the nipples out and slightly twist them. My eyes were glued to them. Her eyes were glued to my cock.

"Cum sweetie." She murmured. I almost didn't hear her at first. "Cum baby." She watched entranced. I don't know if she was aware that she was even speaking, she was so quiet. "Cum baby. Shoot it!" I was pounding my meat now. "Shoot it sweetie!" She was tugging her nipples hard now. The sight of it pushed me over. My head fell back and my body lurched as great arcs of cum spurted out of my cock. My hips rose up and lovely streams of cum jetted out of me towards her. I've never shot that far before!!! I realized that the first had landed on the leg of her silk jammies.

"Wow, stud!" she said after we calmed a bit. "That was amazing!" I continued to stroke gently and slowing. "You cum like a champion!" She began to button up her top. I was crestfallen watching her cover those exquisite titties. "I don't know that I'll sleep tonight," she said as she leaned down to kiss me, "But I really must go."

I pulled her close one last time, "I can't wait to fuck you." I whispered in her ear.

She looked me in the eye and then leaned to whisper in my ear, "I can't wait to let you fuck me. Especially with that gorgeous penis of yours. It is so beautiful!" She kissed me quickly on the lips and stood to leave. I got the sense that her very last shred of self-control was all that was keeping her head on and moving out the door. "Call me." She called back just as the door closed.

We spoke the following morning. I admitted to falling asleep right there on the couch with my pants down around my ankles. I awoke at 4:00 AM shivering and went to bed. She went to bed and thrashed all night. She admitted to having serious second thoughts about our conversation the night before. She was now thinking it would be better to stay just friends. I was immediately crushed. She was concerned about having a lover who was so much younger and that she would be holding me back from meeting girls of the right age and who would be better candidates for a life-partner.

I protested vehemently, but she held firm. When I asked when we could get together again, she was non-committal. We agreed to talk later. I had to get to work.

Talking later became much later as it turned out. A few days after our dinner I called her to ask her over. Her answering machine told me that she had gone to visit her sister in Florida. It did not say when she would be back. I was crestfallen. I had been afraid that it would all fall apart and now it appeared that it had.

The winter progressed alone. For months it was not as cold as previous years, but remained cold and wet. The sun shone rarely and the rain fell in icy blobs hanging on everything until finally, near spring, it sealed the entirety of my town in icy sheets. The overhead power lines snapped and trees and branches were crashing down everywhere.

Around about midnight, in near total darkness, without power, I was jolted awake by the ring of my mobile phone. It was a woman by the name of Susan. In my sleepy stupor I could not quite get the story, until it became clear that Susan was Irene's sister calling to tell me that Irene had just flown home and had been in an accident on a frozen road. There was no way Susan could reach her from sunny Florida and would I help her out by checking on Irene's condition at the hospital. I was now fully awake a dressing quickly in the dark.

I was very slowly puling out onto the frozen lane in my car within 20 minutes. I began the long slow trip to the hospital. A few near misses were all that I suffered as I crept along and got to the hospital in about an hour. I rushed into the emergency room which was surprisingly busy for that wee hour. I was shown to Irene's room and let myself in. The glow from the hallway woke Irene in her bad and she turned to look at me. Her smile spread as she saw me.

Her car had slid down a hill and into a tree, wherein she broke her arm and landed hard against the steering wheel. Her chest and internal organs were fine but she was pretty sore. "Yeah, I know what you're gonna say," she told me. "Shame to ruin such a great chest like yours." We laughed, although it hurt her to laugh. I called her sister to convey the news that she was a bit beaten up but otherwise fine and would heal completely. She signed off by saying, "Be gentle and kind to her, sweet man." I got the distinct impression that Irene and Susan had talked about me in some detail which made me feel funny. I stayed the night, sleeping uncomfortably in a chair, but realized that I would rather be uncomfy in that chair than anywhere else.

The following morning she was released and I drove her home. She was quite stiff the following morning and I really had to help her into my house. We agreed that she was in no condition to stay at her place alone. There was still no power, the roads were icy and she was in need of some level of care. I told her that it would be my honor to help her out. She thanked me and I told her that I loved her. It just popped out. I just said it, neither of us flinched, nothing further was made of the comment, although I think we were both a bit shocked. I know that I was shocked to have said it; also that it felt so natural to express that feeling for her; and was equally shocked to want to tell her that again. She made no comment.

I made breakfast and we ate slowly, not saying much. I wanted to know why she had run off to Florida without saying anything to me, (even though I knew the answer). I was curious about how much she had told her sister. I was even more curious to know what she thought about "us". We both let it lie for now. After breakfast a ran her a nice hot bubble bath. With power I lit a bunch of candles around the tub and bathroom so she could see. She went in to soak and I crossed the frozen waste of our collective backyard to her house for some stuff she wanted, including her PJs.

Entering her house I realized that I hadn't spent much time there. Maybe 2 or 3 times at most. Even then she hadn't given me the tour of her home. I felt like a burglar, prowling through the place with flashlight in hand due to the lack of power. Going through her drawers felt strange even though she had asked me to. I took my time going through her closet and underwear drawer. In the bottom of her drawer I found her vibrator. It was metallic gold and shaped like a torpedo. I decided to pack it with me. I lingered in her closet taking note of some of the sexy dresses that hung there. When had she last worn these I wondered. I lay on her bad thinking about making love to her there. It was nice and firm; perfect for having her ride on top of me. As I lay there, I repeated in my mind the casual way in which I told her that I loved her. I did. I really did. Was that a problem, in wondered. What would it be like to take her to company parties; she being twice my age. What would my boss think? His wife was half his age, but that kind of difference was almost acceptable to most people. What the girls my age think? 'Lucky old lady'? 'Lucky young guy'? Who knows. More importantly, 'who cares'? I thought.

I lugged the stuff back through a heavy drifting snow to my house. Would spring ever show up? I realized that I didn't care much now. Irene was back. I was happy. Having put her stuff in the spare room, I went to check on her. After knocking softly she bade me come in. I entered the bathroom and saw her soaking in the tub. The bubbles had dissipated and there she was fully nude to me eyes again. She turned to look at me without a hint of shame or nervousness. Her smile seemed very 'come hither'. I went to kneel next to the tub. The arm with the cast was leaning outside the tub. Her free hand came up to stroke my face. I gazed at her nudity, which didn't seem to faze her at all. Her beautiful breasts floated up and rose gently out of the water, capped by her exquisite nipples; they were perfect! Darkly pink which sexy areaolas and her nipples were barely standing up from the surrounding skin. Her chest was a bit bruised but none the worse for wear. Her stomach was softly rounded, but I realized not the slightest bit fat, just soft; lovely! I then realized that the hair above her pussy had been trimmed. She had shaved the upper area, leaving a slight little puff-ball at the apex of her mound; adorable!!

"Miss me?" she asked. I simply looked her in the eye and nodded. "I'm sorry I ran away." I simply smiled and nodded. "Help me out?" she asked.

I helped her out of the tub and took the opportunity to dry her body. I dried her back and her bottom; did her shoulders and arm, the one without the cast; I dried her perfect breasts taking my time with each; I knelt and dried her legs all around and then when she put one foot on the edge of the tub, carefully dried her pussy. It was all I could do to keep from leaning in and swiping my tongue all over it. She allowed me to take my time and didn't seem at all self-concious about showing me her most intimate areas. When she was dry I helped her into her PJs. I pulled the bottoms up and then helped her into the top. She let me clothe her completely; I think we were both enjoying it. Just before I finished buttoning the front, she took my hand and placed it on the bare skin of her breast. We gazed into each others eyes as I gently stroked, squeezed and enjoyed the feel and weight of it. I kissed her softly. I led her by the hand to my bed and tucked her into it. She slept the remainder of the day.

I woke her around dinner by climbing into bed with her. She was very groggy from having taken a pain pill about two hours before. I snuggled up behind her and reached around to hold her. She took my hand and placed it on her beautiful big breast which I caressed lovingly. She sighed and let me play with for a while. Her nipple was really erect as I passed the palm of my hand over it.

Finally she roused and we ate dinner together by candlelight. The power had since come back on, but I was beginning to enjoy the darkness. We chatted about her trip and the accident. She admitted to getting very scared about "us" and ran away to visit her sister. It was her sister that, when they finally talked about me, convinced her to take the chance with me and 'get her ass home'. Susan had to told her that regardless of what might happen between us later, the opportunity to have such a kind, gentle and young and studly lover doesn't come along very often. After the death of her husband she deserved a little passion in her life. Irene had agreed and rushed home to me.

We chatted about the accident and the prognosis that she would recover just fine. After eating I cleared the dishes away as she sat and watched me.

"Is your hot tub hot?" she asked. I told her that it was as a matter of fact. The glass of my tub enclosure was completely fogged up against the icy backdrop of the backyard. "How about a nice skinny dip?" The look on my face said it all. We grabbed some wine and headed to the tub.

She needed help getting out of her PJs and I was happy to assist. Once nude she turned to me and we kissed. This was the second time today that I got to see her gloriously nude. I was on my knees helping her out of her bottoms. Once nude I leaned forward and planted a nice lingering kiss on her pubic mound. My hands came up behind her and cupped her beautiful round bottom as I kissed and kissed her swollen mound. She simply looked down at me and moaned. I was dying to swipe my tongue between her legs but held off. I helped her into the tub and she sat and watched as I stripped for her.

My shoes and socks went off and then my shirt. She had told me several times that she really liked my chest; broad and strong. I had spent the day going commando in my jeans and now my cock was very nearly bursting the seams. I undid the button fly and pulled them aside. She now had a view of my hair and the root of my cock. I had taken her lead and trimmed the hair nice and close. I reached down to stroke the length of my posing cock. You could even see the outline of the head through my pants. I slowly slid them down inching more and more of my cock into view, until the last bit sprang up and out. "Sweetie," she smiled, "your penis is the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen. If you were to make love to me with that beautiful cock, you would make me feel so good!" I stroked it for her viewing pleasure for a moment and then slid into the tub opposite her. Our knees intertwined immediately.

The tension was electric between us. We soaked for awhile in silence; both of us thinking about making love together. We sipped our wine and smiled at each other. Finally I mouthed the words, 'I love you' to her. She looked like she might cry for a second and then repeated it to me. Smiling broadly, I leaned over and kissed her lips very gently.

"Time to get out, I think." I whispered.

I dried her again top to bottom and noticed that her pussy was very aroused; swollen and open. The pink color of her inner lips looking so inviting!!! I wrapped her in her towel and grabbing all of our clothes we headed for the guest shower for a quick rinse. The handheld made it possible to rinse her body without wetting her arm cast. It was thrilling to direct the hot water over her exquisite form following it with my hand. I washed her everywhere and she let me.

Drying her yet again, (I was becoming addicted to this), I mentioned that the guest room was all made up for her. She was silent until I stood again. "Would it be alright if we slept together?" I told her that it would be great although maybe distracting for me to simply 'sleep' with her, but she stopped me and told that she wanted to 'sleep' with me. "What I mean is, ... I want us to go to bed together ... and make love." She was nervous again. "I want you to take me ... fuck me." I took her face in my hands and kissed her deeply our tongue stroking over each other passionately.

I pulled back the covers and witnessed a sight that I had dreamed of for months, years. Irene was nude and climbing into my bed for the purpose of giving her exquisite body to me to make love to all night long. I was feeling faint. My cock was painful it was so erect, but soon very soon it would have the chance to experience the most wonderful sensation of fucking this beautiful woman who hadn't had any in many, many years. We got her comfortably situated with a pillow under her cast to hold it up and I moved in close and we kissed long and deep. Our first real kiss as lovers. My hand found her nipple and began playing with it, which elicited a deep satisfied moan of pleasure.

"Baby," she panted into me, "My nipples are so sensitive!!! Kiss it?" she practically pleaded. I leaned down and kissed it and licked it and suckled it into my mouth. It was heaven! She was really turning on hard now. I spent a long time going back and forth from one to the next and back. Her breasts were heaven to touch and hold and squeeze.

"God, Irene! You have the most exquisite shape. Your tits and so fantastic!"

I continued for a bit. Her hips were really working now so I slid one hand down and found her mound, which was thrillingly swollen! She was so swollen just under the tiny patch of soft downy hair. I caressed her thighs and tummy and sexy mound before finally slipping my fingers over her pussy. 'Wow!' I thought! She was soaked! Her lips were full and wide open for me. I coated her entire sex with sexy wet moisture as I stroked her clit and began stroking the hood back and forth over her clit. She came instantly crying out loudly. I was sucking one nipple as she abused the other, tugging and twisting it. Her orgasm went on for quite awhile, racking her body heavily! She was so awesome to watch. There was no apprehension in her orgasm; she was loving it and holding back her thrusting and crying out not at all! She was positively loud!

Once down from her peak she burst into loud and boisterous tears. I moved up to kiss her neck and she took firm hold of me and held me tightly as she sobbed, having expended the pent up need to come, not just alone but with someone you can love and be completely open with. I realized that this was her supreme moment of exposure. She was completely open and vulnerable to me and I loved it!

"Irene, I adore you baby." I whispered in her ear. Her racking sobs only increased. "I love you." I whispered. She held me tighter; she was quite strong. "I love you." I repeated. She turned her head and thrust her tongue into my mouth kissing me with a passion I had never known.

"Me too, you" she whispered back. "Oh, I love you too!"

After kissing her some more I finally rose to my knees. She noticed my erection and gave it a wicked look of desire. Slowly her hand inched over and her fingers gently, lovingly closed around it. "Oh, darling! What an incredible cock! You feel so good. I want you in me!" I moved around to kneel between her open legs. Her knees were pulled up and her gorgeous pussy beckoned me in. "Yes!" she whispered. "Yes. I want to feel you in my pussy. I want you in my body. I want it so bad, baby!" Her eyes burned as she watched my cock approach her glistening puss. Her hand came to her breast and she began twiddling her nipple again. "Oh sweetie." she panted, "Fuck me baby! Fuck me so deep and hard, lover!" I held still a moment thrilling to the sight of a sexy, older, nude, gorgeous woman dying for my cock. Her eyes came up to mine at last. "Do it baby! Give me your gorgeous cock!"