An Erotic Recovery

Mark stood up and straightened himself and assumed a more proper manner. "That was lovely. I should have allowed you to rest up more before touching you; but you are so beautiful that I could not wait to taste you. Go to bed and have a good night's sleep; I plan a busy day for you tomorrow."

The next day he escorted her around the city. They visited a museum, a college and a library, all of which he supported financially. They went for a walk in a park, his limo following out on the street. He treated her like a visiting princess; guiding her to a bench, into his limo, introducing her to people he knew and generally making her feel very special. They returned to his apartment in late afternoon, changed and then went to a secluded Spanish restaurant for dinner.

That evening he personally drew her bath and then left the room but not before asking if she had brought her vibrator along on the trip.

Lorraine smiled and said, "Yes of course, I will have it out beside the bath when you return." She was very excited; this added a new dimension to their play and the thought of getting off with it while he watched made her blood run hot. She also wondered again whether he might attempt to fuck her.

Lorraine stripped and settled into the tub and called out for him. He returned shortly wearing a very elegant satin robe and sat down on a chair beside her tub.

"He very calmly reached over and pulled and twisted my nipples. He asked, 'Does that hurt at all? Or does it turn you on a little?'

I moaned, 'No, doesn't hurt, not at all, it is very exciting.'

He slid his hand down under the water to my pussy and pushed two fingers into my cunt. 'And that?' he asked.

'Oh God you will make me cum. It does not hurt; just the opposite; you have agile fingers.'

The bath was soon over as he assisted me out of the tub and dried me off with a large fluffy towel. He sprinkled bath powder all over me and rubbed me down with a chamois cloth before returning to my bed. This elderly man was driving me crazy with his hands.

'Lorraine, please show me how you use your vibrator. How do the controls work? I would like to use it on you; would that be alright?'

I was desperately ready to get off and I replied, 'Mark, I want you to make love to me with it.' I sat on the bed with my back against the headboard and handed him the dildo."

He was like a kid with a new toy, intent on the controls of the fake cock, turning it on and teasing her nipples. He ran it up and down her legs and in between her thighs, before circling her mound and swelling pussy. He got up suddenly and left the room returning a moment later with a small flask of warm scented oil.

He said, "Lay back a little Lorraine and spread a bit more. I don't want to bruise you with this toy. This will be more exciting than the jelly."

"This combination of a scientist and erotic lover was driving me crazy. I closed my eyes and cringed as he dripped the warm oil directly on my slit, followed soon by finger rubbing and a two-finger entry to the point he was holding my entire pussy in his hand, squeezing my mound with the heel of his hand while fingering my pussy. He pulled out and dropped some more oil on my clit and gently rubbed and stroked it.

He placed the vibrator into my hand and turned it on with low setting. Then he said, 'Show me how you use it.' He sat back on his chair to watch my performance.

I was shaking with desire at this point. The warm oil, his finger fucking and the intent watching were having an effect on me. I could barely wait to get myself off. Mark sat back with a contented smile as I began to stroke myself. I increased the vibrator's speed and began to lose myself in response. Suddenly he leaned over me and took the toy in his hand and whispered, 'Let me fuck you Lorraine.' I must have passed out as I got off because next thing I remember I was grasping his hand tight, holding the mechanical cock inside of me.

Mark whispered in my ear, 'Thank you sweet lady; that was a wonderful experience. Stay like that for a minute, I will be right back.' He returned quickly with a warm wet washcloth. He sat beside me, pushed my legs apart and pulled the toy out. He began to clean my pussy and crotch area with the washcloth, applying gentle rubbing everywhere from my butt hole to my belly button. I was totally turned on again and got off with a body jerk when he ran two fingers up my cunt."

After settling down Lorraine said, "Oh Mark, that was thrilling. For a man who has only had one woman in his life you showed a lot of imagination. I loved it all. It is unusual for me to have multiple orgasms."

Mark responded with a smile, "I have been planning this for a long time and only wish that I could have pleased you more."

Lorraine responded, "I am not sure that anyone could have provided me more pleasure. You have reawakened me Mark, my mind has reconnected with my body, and I feel very good."

Then he surprised her, "Would you consider staying another day? I would love to see you with another man. If you stay I can arrange for a very handsome man to come over and at least attempt to seduce you. I would be present and I assure you it would only be with your consent."

"The man must have been a mind reader. I was already planning a phone call to an old lover for my return home. I replied carefully, 'Mark, I am not sure that I could do that, I want to please you of course as you have been so wonderful to me. Invite him if you wish but I will not promise to make love to him.'

Quite frankly, it would not have taken much of a man to qualify. I had enjoyed being watched by my husband with other men, but a lady has to retain some sensibilities."

Lorraine provided her elderly lover with the final pleasure of watching her make love with another man. She returned home and while they continued to exchange notes never discussed another meeting. Lorraine was once more sexually active, but in some deference to her dead husband, restricted it to one time only assignations.

I was fortunate to have met her online and that led to a beautiful weekend with her in Reno. She made it clear that it was to be only for one occasion, but while she was with me she acted as if I was the only man in the world. All of her attention was focused on me, no matter how many other men tried to move in. Even more intense were our sessions in bed. She made me feel as if I was the best lover she had experienced. She was certainly the best that I had met.