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My name is David and I'm 40, married to my beautiful wife maria, we have 2 grown up c***dren, boy and girl.
What I'm about to tell you I've never told anyone else.
It goes way back to when our first c***d was born 19 years ago.
We lived near Manchester at the time, in a small 2 bedroom terraced house......

Maria had given birth to our son 2 months previously and, having fallen on hard times, I found myself between jobs.
These 'incidents' that I'm about to relate started during a 3 week period when I was unemployed.
The firm I'd worked for since leaving school had folded and I'd been made redundant.
Work at that time was sparce so before I found something else I took on various odd jobs in the local community.
Gardening, painting, clearing rubbish, anything really.

Our neighbor at that time was an old lady called Mrs Rhodes, who used to be a teacher.
The school she taught at being just down the road, she had lived in this area all her life and was one of those 'characters' that everyone knows, well liked and respected, she seemed to know everything about everybody.

Her first name was Betty but most folk referred to her as Mrs Rhodes, a respectful hark back to her teaching days.
She was friendly and kind but, had this air of authority about her that old school teachers seem to have like a grain running through them.
We had become good friends, having lived next to her for 2 years. And of course with a new baby around she was round our house a lot, it genuinely didn't bother me, I liked her and we all got on well she was a good friend for Maria who listened avidly to all Betty's good advice.

It was the 3rd week in may when Betty made me a proposal.
Well aware of our situation she had offered to help by way of a painting job she needed doing.
The kitchen, downstairs hallway, staircase area and upstairs bathroom.
She would pay me well and, when I heard the figure quoted I was more than interested, it was double what I'd normally make on this type of painting job.
I got straight to work the next day.

Painting is one of those 'mind wandering' jobs. When you paint you daydream, they go hand in hand.
As I spread the duck egg blue in Mrs Rhodes kitchen my mind wondered back to the argument me and Maria had last night.

The arguments were unfortunately, all too familiar at the moment.
To put it bluntly, Maria was never in the mood anymore.
Completely gone off it.
My frustrations did boil over every so often and end up with me making some dumb flip remark like....
"it's a wonder you got pregnant in the first place!"
Which, I can tell you, is not the cleverest thing to say to a sleep deprived new mum.
Instantly rounded on, the argument would 'kick off'
And end up with me apologising, some tears from my wife and her promising she'd be in the mood the next night, which she never was.
We love each other dearly so mudled through as most couples have to with their problems, and this problem was nothing new, how many other couples have gone through the same thing?

Well it had been 6 weeks, and I have quite a high sex drive, wanting it everyday. So you can imagine how I felt.
As I pondered what I'd said last night a noise snapped me back, Betty was coming through to get a drink.
She smiled warmly.
"Oooh you are getting on David"
Standing back and admiring what I'd done.
"It's looking better already"
With that she turned to put the kettle on.
"Thank you" I said "it's a nice colour you've chosen".

We chatted while the kettle came to boil.
Mainly Betty asking how Maria and little baby Steven was that morning.
Betty seemed different, a bit quieter than usual as though something on her mind. As she poured her tea, stirred it then drank, she said nothing just let me talk, all the time staring at me, sort of looking me up and down.
I must confess, for the first time in her company it did make me feel uncomfortable.
When I'd finished speaking there was an awkward pause before Betty opened her mouth to say something then appeared to think better of it, smiled thinly and said.
"Doesn't matter"
Walking off back down the hallway, my eyes following her, wondering what all that was about.

Later that evening back at home another argument erupted.
Earlier, after finishing at Betty's I'd walked upto the shops with Maria and Steven in his pram.
There was a nice buxom lady walking in front of us, she was wearing a short tight skirt, poetry in motion, couldn't keep my eyes off it the wobble was mesmerising.
Anyway when I did manage to peel them away I found Maria staring at me, I'd been caught red handed!
She didn't say much at the time but I knew it had rattled her.
And that night I found out how much.

Back at Betty's the next day I tried not to dwell on the troubles at home. Betty had been back and forth through her kitchen a few times.
I noticed how well she dressed, even round the house.
Today wearing all black. Long goth type skirt, dark blouse, black cardigan.
Her clothing in complete contrast to her long silver grey hair.
She hadn't styled it or dyed it, just long natural hair, it went most of the way down her back.
Another thing about Betty was her habit of showing a lot of cleavage, she had a big pair I'm guessing easily 38-40 D cup.
A chubby woman, pear shape, broad hips. About 5'5" and quite pretty.
This morning she had one too many blouse buttons undone and I couldn't help glancing at that impressive deep cleavage.

She'd caught me before, staring. I couldn't help it, I mean, I don't go round eyeing up every old woman, not normally something id do. I'd never thought of Betty in that way before, she had to be in late 60's early 70's. I know now that's not old really but when your 21 and just starting out in life, someone that age IS old.
I felt guilty you know, sneaking a look.
Partly for the love for my wife and partly because of the age thing.
But.....I couldn't help it, it was amazing cleavage.

After breaking for dinner I went back round and started on the front hall, kitchen now finished.
Betty was very impressed. And made a great fuss of me and the work. The afternoon dragged on but my daydreaming helped, some of which involved a certain old ladies cleavage.
What was I thinking?! I kept asking myself, daydreaming about old Mrs Rhodes in this way.....
I wondered about her husband, what sights had he seen, Ray her hubby of some 40 plus years had died of a stroke shortly before we moved in. I pondered what she must have looked like when young, she must of been quite something.......and still was.

Just after 5 I started packing away, Betty who'd been watching television in the front room, came into the hallway.
Looking round the ceiling, inspecting what I'd done.
"Lovely my dear, it's going to look nice, you've got a good steady hand"
I smiled at her while removing my overalls.
"Thank you, Ill get straight back on with it first thing tomorrow, won't be long till I'm finished"
She stood in front of me, hands interlocked resting on her belly looking thoughtful for a moment, then.

"David.....I...."
She stopped for a second, looking down at her feet, then back up at me, straight in the eye.
I noticed a change in her immediately, like a cloud had come over her, intense, serious.
"I want to say something, something important"
She stopped again and just stared at me as if waiting for me to reply.
Not knowing what else to say, and again feeling uncomfortable I just said
"Yes?....what Is it?....is there anything matter?"
I felt foolish but honestly didn't know how else to respond.
There was a brief pause, where Betty seemed to be searching for the words she wanted to use, then
"David.....I know, you and Maria.....I know about the problems you've been having"
She didn't break eye contact as she spoke.
I was taken aback, of all the things Betty could have said, this was the most surprising. It appeared that Maria had been telling 'tales' on me.
I could feel my face starting to burn, I blush terribly, have done since being a c***d.
The uncomfortable feeling intensified, oh my, this was new, and awful.

"These houses, the walls are thin, you can hear everything"
Betty went on.
"So I.....asked Maria about what I'd heard, she....broke down a bit....im sorry David I don't mean to pry, I just want to help"
I just knew that right now my face was the colour of a setting sun! I felt annoyed, embarrassed and just wanted to get out of there.
"Well....erm....yes well it's difficult at the moment but we'll be ok"
I said, trying to be polite.
I went to go and was about to say bye and see you tomorrow but Betty's hand found my arm.
"Don't go, not just yet"
She smiled warmly, her green eyes seemed to penetrate far into me, studying me closely.
"I know what your going through, it was the same when our first daughter Sarah came along.....I.... understand David"
She gently squeezed my arm then let go.
She drew in a breath, nodded as if listening to some voice audible only to her then spoke in a brisk 'to do' manner
"You two are my closest friends and I'm not going to stand by and see you fight like this over something so trivial"

Her tone was business like, authoritive....like she was back at school.
"So I've decided to help you"
I was more perplexed than ever, I even considered if she'd been drinking, I couldn't smell anything on her breath but....she was acting so strangely.
"What do you mean?" I enquired.
Betty took a step back, that penetrating stare, the smile had gone.
"Go and wait for me up in the bathroom"
It was an order not a request.
I hesitated for a moment, not sure what to do or say.
Meeting Betty's stare head on told me one thing.....obey.

Unsure of what I was doing and why, I did as told, turned slowly away from Betty and climbed the stairs to the bathroom, pausing just for a second before entering.......
Already feeling tense and confused I jumped at the harsh sound of the front door Yale lock engaging.....'Clack!'

What the fuck was going on? And why was I in this bathroom?
I half came to my senses turning and making to go back out, then I heard footsteps near the top of the stairs, Betty was here.

The bathroom was small, as I remember.
Betty came in, closed the door behind her and approached me, standing close, I was standing just about over the toilet, she next to me on my left.
"What's goi....."
My sentence cut short by Betty pulling her hand upto her mouth, erect index finger against her lips, making the universal 'sshhhhh' sign.

As I watched in silence she brought her hand down, slowly.
To her open blouse.
It was joined by her other hand which, working together, undid several buttons, revealing her bra, a black lacy one, and about an acre of gorgeous cleavage. It was very clear now, what Betty's intentions were.

Recalling this, all these years later, my heart is beating almost as fast as it did in that moment....... almost.
I froze, not knowing what to do. I mean seriously, would you? We all brag and fantasize about what we would do but in that moment when it truly happens, trust me, you go to piece's.
Her presence was all enveloping, her eyes.....oh man, so piercing, so intense.
Her perfume, her heat, I could sense everything.


I've never felt as turned on at that moment, before or since. I will always remember.
Still some 'normality' remained in the form of a slight protest.
"Betty...."
I began.
But did not get far.
"Call me Miss Rhodes"
Betty's reply, in that stern teachers voice, commanding.
The Miss instead of Mrs did not go unnoticed.

I was in turmoil, nervous, excited and even at this stage disbelieving, was this really happening? To me?
It was a surreal moment.
Maria briefly flashed across my mind, a stab of guilt, cruel and cold quickly dissolved with Betty's next words.
"Take your pants down"
Again an order not a request, her voice quiet but firm.
Swallowing hard I did as instructed, my voice sounded strange, like it came from someone else.
"Yes.....Miss Rhodes"
I noticed without surprise, my hands shaking a little as I thumbled with the belt, unzipped and took down my pants.
Back in those days I didn't wear underwear and so my semi hard cock waved freely below me, I was exposed and vulnerable, bare from the waist down in front of Miss Rhodes.

The old lady briefly took her eyes off mine, glancing down, she showed no emotion just a solid methodical determination to act out what she'd planned, to 'help'.
Then, with each hand in turn she slid into her bra and scooped out first one, and then the other.
Her breasts now exposed to me, lying on top of her clothing, a very nice pair indeed, much bigger than my wife's, big erect nipples an inch long the only thing giving away her cool exterior, she was enjoying this.

Coming closer, I thought at first she was moving in for a kiss, was about to respond but realized she was reaching past me for something on the window sill.
She took a bottle of hand cream, clicked the lid open and squirted some into her hand.
Putting the bottle back, her every action slow and defined, her eyes hardly ever left mine.
standing so close the material of her skirt brushed against my naked leg.
There was no hesitation no words. Miss Rhodes just reached down with her cream smeared left hand and grasped my cock, which was now fully hard and throbbing with anticipation.
I gasped, the sharp intake of breath seemed to echo between us. My heart beat like crazy.....oh god yes this felt good! All thoughts of Maria now completely gone, all that existed was my cock and Miss Rhodes hand.

I hadn't been touched by a woman since Steven came along.
"Oh god" the words whispered through quick breath's.
Looking down, Miss Rhodes hand moved slowly, up and down my shaft, the white cream glistening, a wet sucking noise had joined my heavy breathing, miss Rhodes had a very firm grip.
Turning my attention to her boobs, I grasped them, groping the soft warm flesh, playing with her nipples, feeling like the proverbial k** in a candy shop.
The only response from Miss Rhodes, her increased rythum. As I gorged myself on her nipples, taking each one in turn into my mouth, sucking, licking, nibbling, I was vaguely aware of the sucking noise getting faster.
'shluck.........shluck......shluck...shluck.shluck.shluck.sluck.shluck.shluck.shluck'.

As I said, I had not been touched by a woman for a long time, many weeks. And, even though I had 'seen to myself' earlier that very morning I didn't last long, it just felt too good.
It couldn't have been much more than a minute or two.
I shot my load, groaning, sweating, panting like a dog, all over Miss Rhodes toilet seat.
Vaguely aware of her soft words in my climax spasm, frantically humping against her hand.
"Good boy...gooood boy...that's it..... gooood boy"

She kept wanking me, making sure to get it all out. Finally slowing to a stop as the last dribbles left me, dripping with a hollow sound onto the toilet seat.
I held onto her shoulders, my legs feeling like jelly, breathing hard, staring down.
I had made a mess.
"Mmmmm my goodness David, you did need that didn't you my boy"

Regaining some compuser and my breath, satisfied relief washed over me, smiling at Miss Rhodes i simply said
"Thank you Miss Rhodes"
She glanced at me while gathering up plenty of toilet paper, a flash of those big green eyes....
"My pleasure young man"
It was said in that 'to do' business like fashion she had so recently adopted.
Cleaning first her hand then me then the toilet seat, she finally put her boobs back in the confines of the bra and smiled up at me
"There......now doesn't that feel better?"
Her demeanor had changed, Betty was back in the room.
Without waiting for a reply she patted me twice on my bare ass and left the bathroom, footfalls fading downstairs.
For a moment I just stood there in Betty's bathroom pants round my ankles, in a kind of satisfied trance, the effects of a powerful climax slowly wearing off and, like a drunk sobering up, the realisation of what had just happened crept up on me.
"Fuck.....me"
I whispered to the empty room.

Later, down in the hallway, Betty bid me a goodbye and said she would see me first thing in the morning, thanking me for the work done so far, there was no mention of what she'd just done to me in her bathroom.
That night as I went about my routine at home, cooking supper, looking after Steven, relaxing on the sofa with Maria watching TV.....I had one thing on my mind.
Betty and her alter ego, the strict, dominant, sexy Miss Rhodes.


As I relived the events in my next door neighbors bathroom, I had to cross my legs to hide the hard on in my pants.
What the fuck was going on? I could hardly believe it.
What would happen tomorrow? And what was with the split personality? Not that I'm complaining.....god....that was fucking amazing.
But why had she wanted to be called Miss instead of Mrs? I suppose it sounded better and, I decided, was maybe out of respect for the memory of her dead husband, perhaps this 'Miss' Rhodes in her mind had never had a husband and was therefore free to play around.
As I pondered I glanced across at Maria, stuffing her face with crisps, my love for her reminding me of the guilt which had moved in, making itself thoroughly comfortable, shortly after leaving Betty's earlier.
It was something that I would now have to live with for I could not get Miss Rhodes out of my mind.
What indeed would happen tomorrow?

Next morning I went round to Betty's. The familiar smell of fresh paint bringing a new clarity to my memory of the day before.
Strange how smell does that, it can even trigger a dormant memory. Betty was bright and cheery, full of smiles and conversation, just like normal, again not a hint of what had happened.
I got on with the hallway painting, all the time wondering....what was going to happen. I don't know what I was expecting, in this situation, left to your own thoughts for the most part the imagination runs wild.
Would she just come upto me and start feeling me up? Perhaps she would want to kiss? What if she appeared in the living room doorway naked? Or dressed in lingerie? What if what if! All these thoughts and questions racing through my mind over and over but the one that most occupied my attention was this.....
What if, she didn't do anything? And yesterday was a one off.

By the end of the day I was almost a nervous wreck, a postal delivery in late afternoon making me jump so badly I nearly fell off the stepladder!
I finished later that day, wanting to complete a certain wall, it was nearly six when I started to pack away. On hearing I was cleaning up Betty appeared from the living room to inspect my work. Trying to maintain some normality I chatted away with her but inside I was in turmoil, heart racing, throat dry and that worrying question
What if she didn't do anything?

I was however, not to be disappointed. The same thing happened again. As our conversation dried up and it was clear I would be leaving very shortly, an awkward silence preceded a change in the atmosphere. Betty's demeanor changed with it, the chatty smiling lady evaporated, her posture changed, standing up straighter, folding her arms, eyes locking with mine, an air of dominance, authority, excuded from her.

If I didn't know what was coming I would have thought it creepy, perhaps asking her if she was alright?
But I knew all to well what was happening, and that delicious vulnerable feeling that came with it made my balls tingle.......for Miss Rhodes.....was here.

My heart beat like crazy, it literally felt like being back at school.....a naughty boy brought before the headmistress.
"David, before you go I need you to look at something for me in the bathroom, go up there now and wait for me"
Her strict manner and stern word's had only one outcome, after all I didn't want to get in trouble with the 'teacher' did I?
Doing as told I climbed the stairs and waited in the bathroom, hearing the Yale lock engage.
She didn't come right up, made me wait several minutes, I could hear her pottering about in the kitchen then, silence followed by footfalls on stairs, she was coming up.

This time it was different, if anything even better than yesterday. After closing the bathroom door behind her I was ordered to take down my pants, also ordered that next time I WOULD be wearing underwear, it wasn't fit and proper for a young man to be walking around without them! This would have been amusing but with the way she said it and the situation, the last thing I felt like was laughing.

The cream again. But this time Miss Rhodes sat on the edge of the bath, removed her top and bra, letting her big boobs hang, handing me the cream I was instructed to smear this cream on her tits then some on my cock which was by that time rock hard.
Miss Rhodes, did not say the word 'cock' she just said
"And now yourself"
Nodding at my stiffy.
Putting the cream back, she stated in that stern tone that I should now
"Put it in here"
Grasping a boob in each hand, squashing them tightly together leaning forward, that awesome deep cleavage, presented for me. Moving into position holding onto her bare arms I proceeded to titty fuck her, the cream soon warmed up and a healthy shlick, shlick noise ensued, as my stiffy slid quickly in and out of Miss Rhodes tightly pressed cleavage.

Like before there was no emotion from her as I humped away. The only noises, a blackbird singing somewhere outside, my grunts of passion and the shlick shlick of my cock fucking slippery boobs.
Although I did notice with satisfaction that her nipples were erect and got bigger before I'd finished.
I hadn't wanked myself that morning, in anticipation of something happening. Id 'saved it up'.
The result was, after 2 minutes of frantic humping I made quite a mess on Miss Rhodes ample bosom.

Far from getting a scolding for making her so wet I was praised as a good boy for 'giving her plenty'.
She seemed very pleased with me, her encouraging words delivered in that quiet but stern, oh so fucking sexy voice!
By the time she'd fastidiously cleaned herself and me, Betty had returned.
Afterwards, down in the hallway just before leaving she asked me if things were better between me and Maria, I replied that they were and thanked her.
Making no mention of what we'd just been doing she wished me a good evening, giving me a shy smile just as she closed the door.

Later that night in bed Maria asked me if I was alright?
I hadn't been bothering her 'in that way' for a while?
She was ok with it, more relaxed, I hadn't been lying to Betty it was much better between us. With a guilty sting that made me sweat, I told her I was ok and understood she needed time, I hated lying.
But the fact was Betty...Miss Rhodes, was helping. She was letting me use her to vent my frustration, satisfy my needs. Did she mean anything to me? Did I mean anything to her?...in a way yes, in another way no. We were good friends, we loved each other as friends, friends with benefits, I suppose. But we didn't want to run off and start a new life together.
Our 'arrangement' was just fine.

I always looked forward to my work now at Betty's, although it did seem to drag somewhat, towards the late afternoon....
For the next week I enjoyed Miss Rhodes company up in Betty's bathroom. It was either a boob job or hand job I did not mind which. During that first week while painting it never went further, she never indicated doing anything else and I never requested it although I was very tempted to ask.....I was dying to fuck her, that's what I missed the most, a nice hot pussy.

With the painting finished I needed an excuse to see her. Betty had a large ramshackle shed at the bottom of her garden, it had been her hubby's 2nd home almost, so she had been reluctant to get shut.
But the time had come for it to be dismantled and taken to the tip.
Betty would pay well and so would Miss Rhodes.

The job took several days and in that time something happened to Miss Rhodes, it appeared she'd read my mind.
It was a Monday, first day of the shed clearance. Finishing for the day, I was dirty, sweaty and honestly a bit knackered but still anticipating our bathroom fun.
Miss Rhodes had replaced Betty and I had just climbed the stairs under her strict instruction....waiting in the bathroom with a hard on.
A familiar 'clack' of the front door lock then footfalls. Miss Rhodes appeared at the bathroom door. She stood there for a moment, staring at me in silence then
"Come out here on the landing"
A little confused I still did as told, standing facing her on the landing. She wore a long black velvet skirt with a black flowery top, roses.
I was ordered to remove my pants and underwear and lie down on my back!

My heart nearly jumped out my throat, as I realised what she meant to do, hoped against hope she meant to do.
Quickly obeying I laid down, looking up at Miss Rhodes watching as she moved forward over my mid section straddling me, a bare foot at each side, the hem of her skirt tickling my cock as it brushed past.
No hesitation, she just sat down on me. Pantyless, I felt her most intimate area for the first time, her warmth, her weight pressing against me.
Lifting one knee off the floor and reaching down between us she grabbed my stiff shaft, guiding me in.
Then slowly, deliciously, settled down pushing her hips forward getting it all the way in.

A sharp intake of breath from me and my uttered whisper
"Oh god!"
As I sank into her slick welcoming pussy, that deep penetrating heat that I had craved for so long.
I had closed my eyes with relief and pleasure, savouring the sensation, on opening I saw that she was staring straight at me, her eyes studying me carefully.
As I watched, she slowly ran her tongue between her lips from one side to the other, eyes narrowing in a look of predatory lust.

She leaned slowly forward putting her hands either side of my chest staring down into my eyes, her long silver hair trailing in my face, tickling.
My hands wondered up her skirt, warm smooth thick thighs, skin so soft, exploring her fleshy ass. Griping her broad hips she began moving up and down, riding me.
All the time that lustfilled stare. Never once did she look away.

Miss Rhodes rode me slow and steady on the landing that Monday afternoon until I could take no more, I did savour every special moment. But the time came when I could hold back no more.
She sensed I was ready and leaned forward allowing me room to move.
Increasing my grip on her hips I humped wildly away until a powerful climax spasm hit me, pushing deep into her, releasing a torrent of cum.
Miss Rhodes stared down into me her only response was to raise her head slightly, take a deep breath and lick her lips.
Again I noticed with satisfaction 2 'bumps' on her top.... hard nipples poking into the thin material. She had clearly enjoyed the ride despite trying to hide it.

We lay there for several moments, my cock slowly shrinking inside her.
Just before she got off, Miss Rhodes leaned forward, kissed me softly on the forehead and whispered
"Good boy"

After cleaning herself and me it was business as usual with a cheerful Betty thanking me for a good days work, the shed she confessed, had been an eyesore for quite some time and, as I suspected, she'd only kept it out of memory for her husband.
Bidding me a good evening I said goodbye and wandered back round next door to our house, feeling very satisfied.
Later that night as I lay awake in bed I kept reliving what had happened with Miss Rhodes, it was all I could do to keep from going into the bathroom and having a wank, the memory of it all causing a very stiff erection.
Miss Rhodes had clearly enjoyed it too, but why didn't she let herself go, why did she resist her own pleasure? Was that out of respect for the memory of her dead husband? Or was it to keep the guilt out? After all Betty had created Miss Rhodes, her alter ego, to 'help' out a couple of good friends, so if this Miss Rhodes started to enjoy things......then that would be wrong.... wouldn't it?
With that in mind, I decided that night to make it my business to make sure Miss Rhodes enjoyed our 'arrangement' just as much as I did.

The shed was proving to be very stubborn and it was slow steady progress.
But by Thursday I had nearly cleared everything.
On that late afternoon just as the days before, things with Miss Rhodes were the same as on Monday.
On the landing with her on top riding me.
As part of my plan I had taken to wanking myself off into our toilet early on the mornings so as to take the edge off things, help me to last longer with her.
Trying to make her come.
It was working.
She was now clearly enjoying things despite efforts not to. She moved more, got out of breath, closed her eyes instead of cooly staring at me, even let out a gasp or 2.

However, Miss Rhodes was a pro.
And she knew exactly what to do with a young scamp like me. Her experience winning over every time. Just when I thought she was going to let herself go things would move up a gear and would end inevitably with me filling her moments later.
Humping madly away while Miss Rhodes stared triumphantly down, breathing deeply and smirking.
She was actually getting me mad..... in the nicest possible way of course.

The next day, Friday, gave no indication it would be any different.
I had finished with the shed, arriving back from the tip at 4 then tidying up. It had been a big job, that shed was huge, seemed daft calling it a shed really, more like a large wooden garage, and it was full of old tools, work benches etc.
On Betty's instruction I had kept what I wanted and put the rest to one side for a car boot sale, all proceeds I could keep.

After tidying up, Miss Rhodes joined me on the landing for more 'personal business'.
Our usual battle ensued and this time it felt different from the outset. Miss Rhodes began gasping and letting slip the occasional moan much earlier than usual, and I'd only just got started. I knew this time, I was in with a chance!
She tried desperately to make me cum first, grinding down and 'squeezing' me, trying to milk it out of me but I just kept going.
Fully clothed in her usual long skirt and blouse, the only thing I could really get to easily was her ass.
It came to me straight away, it was something Maria liked. I gambled that Miss Rhodes would like it too.

In her current position, leaning forward, I could reach.
Bringing my right hand out from under the skirt I licked my middle finger then slid back under, reaching round one fleshy ass cheek, finding her asshole, gently rolling my finger around the tight opening, then slowly inserting, pushing a little inside.
The effect on Miss Rhodes was instant and profound, it appeared she too liked a finger in just as much as my wife.
A sharp intake of breath, eyes tightly closed
Her whispered words over and over
"Oh god......oh god yes....oh god yes!"
I had her, this time there would be no resisting.
Panting like a dog, beads of sweat forming on her red face, silver hair stuck to her forehead
Her moans getting louder. Suddenly she opened her eyes, a look of desperation met me, in that second our eyes locked I could feel years of pent up frustration and desire coming to the boil.
It was such a powerful look i will never forget.
Gulping inwardly, wondering, what had I awakened?

Suddenly Miss Rhodes pulled up off me, Rolling over onto her back, pulling me with her.
Now in the missionary position atop her fully clothed writhing body, arms holding me tightly.
I got straight back in, fucking her for all I was worth.
A wet squelching noise coming from under the hitched up skirt.
Miss Rhodes held on tight breathing fast and hard
Her words although whispered, conveyed all of her frustration, desire and need, I had never heard her swear before....
"Oh god yes!.....fuck me.....fuck me......fuck me..."
Over and over.

Seconds later, with her eyes screwed tight shut and her mouth opening wide, she cried out.
"Aaaaaah!"
Miss Rhodes came hard on my cock.
I felt her shaking beneath me, legs squeezing me tightly.
It was so intense.
Immediately i could feel a wetness on my balls, she was gushing.
So turned on by the experience, and even though I couldn't move much being in such a tight grip I managed a few more thrusts and then squirted my load deep inside her drenched pussy, grunting and cursing with the intensity of my climax.

We lay there for several moments locked together in tight embrace.
Eventually recovering, I gazed down into her green eyes, a look of weary satisfaction etched on her face.
"Thank you Miss Rhodes"
I said smiling.
Miss Rhodes smiled back up at me and said in a quiet voice
"Call me Betty"

That Friday afternoon saw the end of Miss Rhodes, Betty's alter ego.
I never met her again. I did however continue to see Betty, most days.
Betty the old lady next door became much more than a friend with benefits. We had a special bond.
No longer sticky fumblings in the bathroom, we made love properly on a single bed in the spare room, it was furthest away from our adjoining wall, no chance of being heard.
Although having finished the shed there was always some little job that needed doing, round at Betty's, for which of course, I was only too happy to do.
Also, Betty started an evening course at our local college, Tuesday and Thursday 6 while 7.30. she was doing water colour art. I was to drive her there and back.

This did introduce a whole new experience to our special time together, as Betty's friend Kath was also doing the same course and also needed a lift......
But that's another story for another time.

Maria did eventually regain her appetite for sex which left me with rather a full plate.
With me and Betty, what had started as a kinky 'arrangement' between 2 friends now developed into something more meaningful.
Something special.

The end.

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She takes best friend's son in front of her cheating husband."Have you ever done any riding Dan? You've grown up a lot in the last couple of years. You look like you'd be pretty comfortable in the saddle.""Well mom did take me to a pony ride when I was eight..." Dan answered, rather cleverly he thought given how much trouble he was having keeping focused on Mrs. Robinson's casual banter.She had asked him to come over and do some stone work on the artificial waterfall by her pool. Dan could use...

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Me And Mrs Hotter Our Little Secret

It was without doubt the most embarrassing moment of my life. There I stood in a back street with a brown paper bag between my feet and its contents, five dirty mags, spread out on the pavement in front of me. Not only that, but Mrs Hotter was standing there staring, hand over mouth.Mrs Hotter was her real name, by the way, which occasioned a great deal of sniggering among us boys-becoming-men, but that’s neither here nor there. Let me give you the background.It was the day after my 18th...

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Me and Mrs B

This was many years ago, back when teachers could lay an encouraging hand on a student’s shoulder without being labeled a sex offender. Teachers could sit close by a student to help them with a hard concept, and no one thought anything of it. The boys flirted back with Mrs. B. and the girls got valuable lessons in how to attract boys’ attention and drive them crazy. It was fun. And, Mrs. B was married with a couple of young kids, not that it mattered. It was all just innocent fun. I had...

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Another Wild Night With Mr And Mrs Smith

It was 3 a.m. Mrs. Smith was sitting in a chair near the window. She was naked and enjoying her hot cup of coffee. It was raining heavily, and we were enjoying the sound of rain. I was in Mrs. Smith’s bed, and Mr. Smith was fucking me from behind. Yes, in my last story, I told you that Mrs. Smith never allowed his husband to fuck another woman or a teen babysitter like me. However, some blowjob was not a big deal. After my first night with Mr. and Mrs. Smith, I didn’t remember how many times I...

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Frankie and Mrs Young

Frankie had been doing the same thing every summer since he was 16; mowing the lawns for the local housewives of his neighborhood for some extra cash. Most paid him well, and he had a series of regular clients. Most people wouldn’t think looking at him that such a friendly and dependable kid would also be successfully running his own lawn mowing business.Now, 18, this would be his last summer of mowing lawns as he was leaving for college in August. Frankie was a handsome young man, with light...

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Mrs Baxters New Lodger

Mrs. Baxter's New Lodger By Trish Shaw The shimmering garments in the lingerie store window captivated Andy the first time he walked past the place. Everyday he walked the long way to and from the train station just to pass the shop and get a brief glance at the window display. It was the sign in the window advertising the attic flat for rent that gave him the opportunity to finally enter and meet the owner as he walked past after work on the Thursday evening. Muriel...

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