Like Daughter, Like Mother

"I'm going to eat you when we get home." he breathed into her ear, before nibbling the lobe.

"Promises, promises." was her only reply, as she gently separated from him at the end of the dance, though she was careful to ensure that she stayed in front of him as they went back to their table to help hide the his very considerable tent in his trousers.

As the event drew to a close, Jane did her presidential duties, thanking the staff and so on, then she phoned for a taxi to take them home. When they arrived she told Frank to pour drinks, and they both sat and savoured a single malt whiskey. She was half reclining on a settee and, as she had not bothered to close the zip, her skirt fell open revealing her stockinged leg with its suspender and her lacy knickers, and she made no effort to hide this alluring display.

"Well, I hope you thought tonight was worth all the work you had put in."

"Oh yes. We raised a hell of a lot of money, and I thought it was great fun. You seemed to be enjoying yourself with all the cougars you were dancing with."

"It was one of the best nights out I remember. But dancing with you put the cream on the cake. You do realise that a hell of a lot of the money was raised by you flashing your knickers? That tango was sensational, and the last dance was something special."

"Oh God, yes, I suddenly noticed at one stage how many people were videoing us. I hate to think of that going viral - I'll never be able to hold a serious committee meeting without someone making snide remarks. But, talking of the last dance, when the lights went dim, some swine got his hand down the back of my dress and onto my bare arse, not to mention that someone stuck his tongue in my mouth."

"How awful, it must have ruined your evening. Anyway, you were moaning about your feet being sore from all that dancing, so I'd better massage them for you."

"Yes, that would be very nice Do you want to do it here, or would it be better on my bed?"

"I think the bed would be a good place, you can really relax while I do it."

They went up to the bedroom, Jane staggering slightly on the way,

"I think you should take off your dress or it will get badly creased."

"Good idea, you do it for me."

He moved behind her and unzipped her dress. As he pushed the shoulder straps down, she shrugged, and the dress slid slowly down to land in a heap around her feet. That was when Frank found out that all that was under the dress was a pair of lacy knickers and a garter belt supporting her stockings. He stood and admired the lovely body now on show. He had never guessed that a lady in her fifties could be so desirable. She kept herself in good trim, and her generous breasts showed little signs of sagging and were asking to be caressed and kissed, something he had every intention of doing in fairly short order. For now he just supported her while she stepped out of the dress and moved across to lie down on the bed.

He kept up the pretence that he was just going to massage her feet, and unclipped each stocking in turn and carefully rolled it down the length of her leg. When they were removed, he sat on the edge of the bed and took a foot in his hands.

"I might massage you a little higher than usual tonight."

"You don't have any designs on my innocent young body, do you? You weren't planning to despoil it in any way, I hope?"

"Actually I have every intention of doing several quite unspeakable things, since you asked."

"Oh goody. Unspeakable sounds just the thing. By the way, wouldn't you find it easier if you were a little less fully dressed?"

"Good point. These trousers are just a bit tight. I'll just take off the fancy dress and hang it up in my bedroom."

He went into his bedroom and stripped off the dress shirt and tie, the shoes and socks and the dress suit trousers and hung them up. When he returned to her room he found that she was fast asleep. He debated waking her, but thought better of it, and instead just covered her and went back to his own bed. It was a few hours later when he awoke blearily to see in the early morning light that she was standing by his bedside, completely naked.

"Move over, I'm coming in."

She climbed under the covers to lay beside him. Without another word her hands slid over his stomach, grasped the waist band of his boxers and began to push them down. He lifted himself so that she could push them down his legs and they were soon discarded. She then dived down under the bedclothes and next thing he felt his limp penis being engulfed in her warm mouth. Needless to say it did not stay limp for long, as she pushed his foreskin back with her lips and lapped his glans with her skilful tongue. She then turned on her side away from him, but the hand behind her back grasping and pulling on his now rampant cock left no doubt in his mind that he should follow and, after she had wriggled herself into place, he found it being guided into the heat of her very wet vagina.

By some thought transfer process, he knew exactly what she wanted. It wasn't the way he had anticipated their mating. After the excitement of the dancing and their first kiss on the dance floor he had expected a fierce coupling, not this gentle union as his penis slid slowly and smoothly deep into her waiting flesh, as it slid apart to welcome his intrusion. He moved gently in and out, hearing from her only happy sighs. His hand was resting on her thigh, but he sensed her need for more intimate caresses and slid around her waist and down across the mat of hair till he found the top of her cleft, then probed her till he felt the bulge of the hood over her clitoris. As his finger rubbed across the hood he could feel the emergence of the hardening bud of her ultimate source of pleasure. This was the only time she spoke, just a murmured "Yes" as she confirmed the success of his actions. He carried on in the same way, just slightly upping the tempo as he sensed her growing tension, till at last he reached his climax with the rush of his fluid high into her canal. At the same time he began to rub her clit vigorously with the immediate response that her body stiffened and her pussy muscles rippled on his surging cock.

After a while they both relaxed. His hand moved to hold her waist and keep her close to him, but, as his cock softened they gradually parted and uncoupled. They lay in silence for a while, till at last she spoke.

"Well, that was nice, but it took you long enough, didn't it? You would have been welcome in my bed a week after you moved in."

"I wouldn't have dared. Good lodgings are hard to find, and I certainly wouldn't have risked being chucked out for making a pass at the landlady."

"That and the fact that you hadn't even thought of having sex with an old woman like me. I presume my daughter put you up to it. I did notice your attempts at slow seduction began after your affair with her."

"What a thing to suggest - your daughter pimping her mother."

"Yes, I was right, then."

"I will say this - I've been told that, if you want to know what a girl will look like when she gets older, look at her mother. Well, I'm very happy about the looks of my wife to be."

"Flattery will get you everywhere. Now, I'm hungry, let's go and have breakfast, then we can have a shower and then...who knows?"

They went down to the kitchen, where she cooked him a magnificent breakfast, a full English fry up, bacon, eggs, sausage and toast. They were still both naked, and she finally complained that her legs were sticky from where his cum had leaked out of her pussy, so they went up to the bathroom. This contained a big shower, with plenty of room for two, and where they began to wash each other, taking plenty of time. When he washed her back, his hand roamed down to her luscious arse, and he took his time caressing the firm globes, gradually allowing his fingers to penetrate the cleft till he found the soft indent of her anus. He ensured that his fingers were well soaped, then pressed gently against the entrance until he felt the warmth as he penetrated into her passage. He felt her sphincter yield to his pressure and his finger slid into its full depth. His other hand was not idle, and he caressed her rounded belly and down over her pubis till he found the hood of her clitoris. As he rubbed his finger across he felt the swelling of her clit under his touch, and it needed only a little attention of his two hands before she shuddered against him and he sensed that she had reached a very rapid climax. He eased his hands away from her sensitive parts as she calmed down.

"Well, that was an unexpected first. My old man never raided my arse, and I must admit I thought it was something only queer men do."

"It never occurred to me that you wouldn't have done that, or I would have raised the subject gently with you."

"I think I'm glad you didn't. I'd have probably said no, but as it is I've now had a new experience. Were you planning to stick anything bigger in there."

"That's up to you. I quite like a bit of buggery, but there's plenty of other games to play - we haven't really started yet, have we, and I suspect I'll be happy to go in the regular place for a while."

"Sounds sensible to me. Now, let's get dry and go back to bed and you can show me some of these games you were talking about."

This time there was no doubt but that Frank would take the initiative. As she lay back on the pillow his lips found hers and, as she happily responded, their tongues were soon engaged in a game of searching the depths of each others' mouths, their teeth nibbling at lips and only coming up for occasional breaths. At last he stopped and, instead, began leaving a trail of kisses and little bites round her cheek, down her neck and onto the mound of her chest. As his fingers searched out one nipple, so his lips found the other, and both grew firm under his attention. Although her breasts were somewhat flattened as she lay on her back they were still standing quite proud and the dark pink flesh of her nipples stood out asking for the treatment he gave them, nibbling and squeezing as he drew them out with teeth and fingers.

Soon he began to move south, crossing the gentle swell of her firm belly and onto the prominent pubic mound. He pushed her legs open and slid down the bed so that he could kiss the insides of her thighs, then spread his kisses till he was delving deep into the groove between her thighs and her vulva. He was enjoying the rich smell of aroused sex and his lips made contact with her nether lips and his tongue probed deep into the warm recess between inner and outer lips, then into the secret depth of her moist vagina. She was purring happily as he penetrated her channel, then changed to little squeals of pleasure as he suddenly swept up the length of her vulva to rake across her clitoral hood. He felt the growth of her clit under his tongue as he probed her vagina with his fingers till he found the roughness of her G spot, and the combination of tongue, lips and fingers caused her to push her body up against him as her vocal response grew in intensity.

"Enough, just come and do it, hard and fast - I'm bloody desperate."

These words were just what her daughter had said to him and Frank needed no further encouragement. He climbed swiftly on top of her and, as she spread her legs wide, he pushed forward so that his cock was laying in the groove of her vulva and rubbing against her hardened clit. Her hand slid down between them, grasped his shaft, and directed it firmly into the hot wetness of her pussy lips. She had said he should do it hard and fast, and that was just what he did. His first thrust drove deep into her heat as his pubis ground against hers. He had been supporting himself on his arms, but now he lowered his full weight onto her, and his hands delved under her firm buttocks and his fingers penetrated deep into the cleft of her arse. His probed her anus and pressed against her till a finger found its way into the tight sphincter and forced its way through. He sensed that this could be painful for her as there was no lubrication, so he made no attempt to move, just leaving her impaled.

With her body now anchored to him he began driving his rigid cock in and out of her welcoming wet channel. Every thrust brought a loud grunt from her, and he knew that neither of them wanted this to last long, so he made no attempt to do anything other than bring himself to a fast climax. As he moved even quicker he felt his balls driving his seminal fluid up to be blasted into her. The final fierce movements also brought her to orgasm, which was a noisy affair accompanied by spasms of her body in response to his. They stayed locked together, their two bodies rigid, her vagina gripping his cock as the intensity of their mating died down, and finally his erection slackened and he slid out of her sweating body, and he withdrew his finger from her anus. He lay across her body till she finally protested.

"God, you weigh a ton. Let me up for air before I'm completely flattened."

He rolled off her, then lay beside her sweaty body admiring the voluptuous curves.

"I don't know if the earth moved for you, but it felt pretty good my end."

"You men are easily pleased - if you've come, that's it, job done. Actually it felt pretty good my end. It's been a long time since I've been properly shagged, and it's reminded me how much I missed it. How soon can you go again?"

"Bloody hell, woman, give me a few minutes to recover."

"Minutes, or hours? All right, we'd better get up anyway - I've got work to do. "

"Yes I suppose I had better get moving."

That was the beginning of their affair. During the next few months they lived only for each other, and spent as many hours together as their work would allow. It was a curious relationship, she being much older than he, but she behaved with him in their intimate moments more like a young girl than an older woman. Her earlier sex life had been pleasant, but a little pedestrian, and now she was anxious to try any variation to the act of coupling two lovers together, not always successfully. Sh e had read Fifty Shades of Gray, but very little experimentation convinced her that masochism wasn't for her, though she was definitely in favour of more penetrative use of her delightful arse. They also tried sex in various places other than the bedroom, frequently during their country walks, but learnt that some care could be needed in choosing a spot to perform, as a rather itchy experience on an ants' nest proved.

The year that Louise was spending in France quickly passed. They were happily sprawled naked on the bed one afternoon after an enthusiastic session when the bedroom door opened and Louise walked in.

"Well, what a pretty sight. I see you've taken my advice and made my Mum happy - have you got anything left for me?"

And with that, she stripped off her clothes and climbed onto the bed with them...